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“Alright, that’s it for today! Go wash up, you’re gross. Remember to email me about the changes and let me know as soon as possible if you have any problems,” Iwaizumi dismissed practice and Oikawa tried to sneak into the bathroom without making eye contact, “Shittykawa, come here real quick, before you head out.”
“Ooooh, you’re in trouble now, pretty boy,” Kuroo and Bokuto snickered as they walked into the locker room.
“Yes, Iwa-chan? How can I help you?” Oikawa pushed his hair out of his face and struck a dramatic pose.
Iwa reached up and grabbed his ear, “Alright, I know you haven’t been answering your texts and normally that would be great! But I know you had dinner scheduled and if you even think about not showing up… You’re gonna go shower and I’m gonna wait for you, we’re gonna stop by your place, you’re gonna get ready, and then we’re going home.”
“Oww, Iwa-chan, what are you, my mom? What if I’m busy? I do have a lot of class work!”
“Well, dinner isn’t until 7:30, so you have an hour and a half. Do with that what you will but you will be there. Let’s go, Loserkawa.”
Oikawa sulked his way into the locker room and was bombarded by a half naked Bokuto, “So, what did you do? He had his mean face on. Are you in trouble? Is your knee okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine, he was just making sure I was going to dinner at his place,” Oikawa shrugged Bokuto off and headed over to the showers, “His girlfriend and I make dinner at their place fairly often and he was confirming I’d be there.”
“WHAT? IWAIZUMI HAS A GIRLFRIEND?”
“Bokuto, shhhh, he’s still here,” Kuroo hushed him but looked equally shocked, “Wait, that girl that comes to games? I thought you two were dating?”
“Are you dumb? They’ve been dating for two years, they aren’t even remotely subtle,” Daichi piped in from across the room, “She was at the Christmas party, she hosted the Christmas party in their shared apartment.”
“I thought Oikawa and Iwaizumi were still roommates! I thought that was their place! He had the stupid pillow with your face on it!”
“Wait, I thought you and Iwaizumi-san started dating?” Kageyama piped up from the far end of the lockers. He wasn’t on the starting lineup as a freshman but he still practiced with the team. However, the look on Oikawa's face looked ready to change that real quick.
“Tobio-chan, I will kill you! I genuinely will, you-”
Oikawa’s rant got cut off by a calmer voice, “Oikawa-san, you understand our confusion though, right?” Yaku gave him a bored look, “Iwaizumi-san is a very private person and every time he comes in looking like he got mauled by a bear, you won’t stop snickering and looking at your phone. Also, whenever his girlfriend shows up to games, Iwaizumi-san gets a hug and an awkward cheek kiss and you fully spin her around and cover her face in kisses. I didn’t think much of it, I thought you were a poly relationship.”
“Well, I’m so glad I was the last to know!” Oikawa huffs out a sigh and starts pouting.
“I always did say you’d be too much for just one person, hot stuff, and the whole team thought you would wind up dating Iwa. Just bring it up at dinner tonight, he’s gonna make you go, anyway,” Matsukawa looked over with a sly smile, “Cause you do like them, don’t you?”
Oikawa blushed bright red, “That’s, I-I, we….”
“Methinks he doth protest too much, Bo,” Kuroo slung one arm around Oikawa’s shoulders.
“Haha, yeah, what he said!” Bokuto caged him in on the other side, “Go shower and text me the details, Akaashi and I have a bet going on.”
“Bro, you aren’t supposed to tell people about the bet while it’s happening, that ruins the point,” Kuroo facepalmed and shoved Oikawa shower-ward. He continued pouting but headed to wash up anyway. He couldn’t really try to waste time in here, Iwa had no qualms about coming in and pulling him out. When he got stubborn, nothing could stop him. Oikawa could hear the team outside and really didn’t want to continue that line of questioning but it was really making him rethink these last two years. Normal best friends probably didn’t have set seats at their dining tables or designated towels and they definitely didn’t call each other to come hang out with their sexed up girlfriend and have tender moments the morning after. But, more than anything, he didn’t mind and that was the scariest part. He stood under the water, in his own head until a familiar voice rang through the locker room.
“OIKAWA HE’S THREATENING ME, HURRY UP!” Bokuto whined, for such a beefy guy he was so easily bullied.
Oikawa came out rubbing his hair dry, carrying his gym bag, “Yeah, yeah, I’m on my way. Let's go, Iwa-chan, I’m tired of these side characters.”
A chorus of “hey!”s came up and Oikawa threw a kiss over his shoulder and walked out. Iwa followed him to the car, fully engrossed in his emails like a true salary man.
“Hey, are you okay if I take a call while you drive? I’m technically leaving early so I still have some stuff to do,” Iwa looked up from his phone as he got into the passenger seat.
“I mean, sure go for it, but why did you leave early if you were just gonna do work anyway?” Oikawa looked over and was met with a very judgy eyebrow. He chuckled and took off to his house.
~
Iwaizumi was still on the phone with some infuriating business rep by the time they got to Oikawa’s place and didn’t see it ending anytime soon. He made eye contact with Oikawa and mimed shooting his phone then gestured toward his living room and made himself at home.
Oikawa headed into his room to grab clothes and realized he didn’t know what to wear to this dinner. Was this a show up comfy dinner or a be eye candy dinner? He grabbed one pair of jeans and a pair of sweatpants and walked out to Iwaizumi. He held them up and raised an eyebrow. Iwaizumi looked confused but eventually nodded toward the jeans. Oikawa went to go take an actual shower and finish getting ready with his remaining half hour.
~
Iwaizumi leaned against the door to the bathroom, “Wow, you really are vain. You know she knows what you look like already, right?”
Oikawa jumped and his mascara wand hit his cheek, “Iwa-chan! I was almost done!” He pouted at him.
“Oh you’re fine, you whiny baby, here,” He found his makeup remover and handed it to him, “Hurry up, I’m hungry. Also, are you wearing your contacts? I thought you were out?”
“I got more, I’ve just been wearing my glasses more because of how dry my poor eyes get!” He gestured vaguely at his pile of textbooks on his coffee table.
Iwa scoffed and walked off to go grab his glasses out of his room, “Just wear these, Loserkawa.”
“Aww, you must really care, Iwa-chan. You gonna make me a sack lunch and remind me to wear a hat next?”
“I will end you. Actually, I will sick Y/N on you, don’t test me. She’s worse than me, you have no idea.”
Oikawa stuck his tongue out and finished his makeup. He stood up to go grab his shoes and finished getting ready to head out.
~
On the other side of town, you were unexpectedly worried. You’ve had dinner before but the idea of ruining the gentle peace you three had found was terrifying. Iwaizumi strong-arming Oikawa into coming tonight was helping but it was still nerve wracking. You had already made dinner, set the table, changed twice, straightened up, checked your phone, checked your email, checked your phone again, and changed the music too many times to count.
You heard a car pull up out front of the apartment building and had to restrain from going to the window to check. You stayed on the couch, feigning interest in whatever uneventful news story you had found on Twitter. You heard the front door and decided that was an appropriate time to get up and walk toward the dining room.
“You drive like a crack addicted squirrel! How have you not died yet?” Iwaizumi and Oikawa were already bickering and the familiar noise caused some of the tension in your shoulders to ease.
“Y/N, be a dear and tell him that my driving isn’t that bad!” He pouted at you while pulling off his shoes.
“I don’t know, hot stuff, what’s in it for me?” You smirked at his blush, “Dinner is ready, by the way, I believe I promised you pasta?”
Oikawa breezed past you and dropped a kiss on the top of your head, “I’m absolutely starving after practice, you’re an angel.”
You and Iwaizumi made eye contact and you sent him a reassuring smile. He pulled you into a gentle kiss and pushed you towards the table. Oikawa had already started plating his pasta, so you ruffled his hair as you passed.
You sat down, “So how was your day?”
Oikawa started complaining about the people in his classes and rolled his eyes so hard it must have hurt.
You all settled into a comfortable silence as you ate but Iwaizumi broke that when you got up to get dessert.
“Okay so I’m gonna be blunt, I’m not straight apparently. Realized this morning. I’m interested in adding you in this relationship, not as an experiment but a permanent fixture,” Iwaizumi was obviously nervous but was hiding it behind a confident front.
You sat back down and reached out to grab both of their hands, “I also want you to be my boyfriend, I want you to be my boyfriend’s boyfriend. You don’t have to say yes, we can go back to being friends but we’ll need to set up some boundaries.”
Oikawa hadn’t said anything yet, completely caught off guard. When he finally spoke, his voice was small, “It’s that easy?”
“If you want it to be, Tooru, it can be,” You tilted his chin up to look him in the eyes. Iwaizumi reached his free hand out and grabbed his other hand. Oikawa looked on the brink of tears.
“I’m trying to be patient here, but a yes or no would do me wonders,” Iwaizumi looked across the table with a small smile.
“Of course, you idiot! I had a whole speech planned and you beat me to it with that? It’s almost insulting, you’re so lucky you have her or I probably would have walked out on you,” Oikawa finally laughed and reached out to pull your face closer, “I’m going to kiss you now, if that’s okay.”
You surged forward to seal him into a kiss. His lips were soft and you sunk your hands into his even softer hair. He leaned forward on his elbows on the table and almost stood up to get closer to you. Iwaizumi let out a sigh, watching the two of you together. It felt like coming home, like he found the last piece of a puzzle, like finally getting a rock out of your shoe.
The kiss never progressed beyond something sweet and simple but it went on long enough that Iwa started to feel left out. He walked around the table and stood behind Oikawa. When neither of you looked up at him, he grabbed Oikawa’s chin and pulled him away.
“A lesser man would feel ignored, but you two are the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen and I can’t stay mad at that,” He crushed their lips together and you watched with blown pupils. Oikawa absolutely sunk into the kiss and let Iwaizumi lead. They were fully invested in each other so you started cleaning up dinner. You came back to a dazed looking Oikawa and a smug looking Iwaizumi.
“You good baby? Rock his world?” You pulled Iwaizumi into a quick peck and attempted to finish cleaning up, but Iwa yanked you forward by the waist.
“Today is such a good day, gorgeous, it’s gone so much better than I anticipated,” Iwa smiled against your mouth.
“Well we obviously have pretty boy here to thank for that,” You leaned back to connect your mouths.
“Okay, I hate to break this very hot moment but I have a question. Are we gonna do the whole ‘wait a couple dates before sex’ thing or-?”
“Tooru, you’ve helped me buy lingerie and showered with Iwaizumi. If you want, I have no complaints about going straight into sex but if you want to wait, I’m more than willing,” You pecked him on the forehead and snuck out of Iwa’s grasp to finish cleaning up.
You heard Oikawa’s chair scratch against the floor and had just leaned over to put the plates in the dishwasher when you felt a pair of firm thighs against your ass. You straightened up and hands fell to your waist.
“I believe I have two years of missed opportunities to make up for,” He ground into your ass and you heard Iwaizumi chuckling from the doorway.
“So I know you sound like a whiny bottom, you secretly a big bad top in bed? You gonna order us around and call the shots?”
Oikawa looked over with a smirk, “You gonna put me in my place if I try?”
“Oooh, you’re playing a dangerous game Tooru, he might take you up on that offer. But I don’t know how he’d deal with both of us. Why don’t you guys help me clean up and if you can keep your hands to yourself until it’s done, I’ll give you both a reward,” You pressed your hips back as you passed Oikawa and ran your nails over Iwaizumi’s jawline as you walked by, hearing a chorus of groans. The kitchen has never been cleaned faster.
~
You were sat on Oikawa’s lap as he leaned up against the headboard. Iwa was pressed tight to your hips, grinding behind you, leaving bruises up and down your neck. Oikawa seemed a little nervous and generally unsure where to put his hands but settled for resting them on your thighs as Iwaizumi used his grip on your waist to grind you back into him then down onto Oikawa. Oikawa let out a shaky breath when Iwa pushed you forward, you threaded your hands through his hair and pulled him back into a kiss. Your grip in his hair pulled a little tighter and he let out a whimper and his mouth dropped open to let you lead the kiss.
“I have an idea,” Iwaizumi made eye contact with a mildly panicked Oikawa.
Oikawa pulled away from your lips, “I feel like that tone is hiding something.”
You chuckled then pulled him back into a kiss, Iwaizumi rewarded you by laving his tongue over his array of bite marks, “Good girl, keep our pretty boy nice and busy for me. And you, pretty boy, hands off. Put ‘em on the bed.”
Oikawa looked confused but didn’t pull away or stop. His hands hit the covers and twisted into the fabric as he whined when Iwaizumi pushed you back down onto his dick. Iwa leaned forward to whisper into your ear and you smiled into the kiss. You pulled back to pull your shirt off and tugged on Oikawa’s to give him the ‘I-want-you-naked’ memo. You went to unclasp your bra but Iwa pulled your hand away to your pants. You hopped off Oikawa’s lap to take them off, leaving you in just your bra and panties. Iwaizumi unbuttoned Oikawa’s jeans and tugged them off too but stayed fully clothed.
“Alright, back to your spot babe. ‘Kawa, I’m going to keep her seated on your lap and make her squirm and beg to come but you’re just gonna watch. Learn what she likes, go ahead, captain, analyse her.”
Oikawa’s knuckles went white with how hard they gripped the blankets, a high pitched keen fell from his mouth and his eyes squeezed shut. You could see his dick twitch through his boxers.
“Ohhh, you like that, captain? Wanna boss us around, make us do some ‘receiving’ drills? Wanna watch your ace take me apart?” You slid back onto his lap and ground onto his dick while raking your hands through his hair. You dragged your nails over his scalp and a low moan slipped out.
“We’ll have to put that on a shelf, because tonight you’re anything but in control. You’re going to sit back and accept what I give you and, if you’re good, you’ll get to prove those rumors about your mouth right,” Iwaizumi pressed back up against your back, still rocking you into a steady grind on Oikawa’s cock. He pulled his hands away but you kept the same rhythm. He grabbed your chin and pulled you into a kiss, more teeth than anything and you heard Oikawa moan. Iwaizumi ran his free hand over your breasts, still not removing your bra, then ran his fingers feather-light over your stomach. He ran one finger down to your panties, tracing the seam. Your rhythm faltered and your breath caught, the anticipation of what would come next leaving you on edge. Iwaizumi spread your legs further apart and stopped your grind, dragging one finger over your clothed pussy.
A moan fell from your lips in time with Oikawa’s guttural groan, “You’re so beautiful, so perfect,” Oikawa looked at you in a sort of daze, praise falling from his lips.
You felt Iwaizumi smirk against your lips, “Aw, baby, you like it when I call you my dirty slut but our pretty boy here pays you one compliment and you’re nearly dripping,” He stopped playing with you over your panties and slid his hand down to drag his finger over your lips. He pressed his finger to Oikawa's mouth and your cheeks flamed bright red.
“Go ahead, captain, tell her how much you love the taste of her pussy, how you wanna bury your face in between her thighs, how you wanna eat her out until her legs shake.”
Oikawa started to pull away but Iwaizumi made a chastising noise, “Nuh-uh, you’re such a needy bitch you can talk around something in your mouth,” Iwaizumi didn’t remove his fingers, pressing down on his tongue and raising a challenging eyebrow.
“Sho goo’, Ah wanna tashte ‘ou, sho goo’ fo’ ush,” His pretty brown eyes were large and pleading. Iwaizumi took mercy on him, pulling out his spit-slick fingers.
“There we go,” He leaned back, pulling you flush against his chest, your knees coming up a little off the bed, “Go ahead, babe, get comfy. We wanna give our pretty boy a good show, show him what he’s been missing?”
Your knees threatened to close but Iwa pulled you back to be seated on his thick thighs, knees pushing your legs further apart. The position had you fully on display for Oikawa, cradling him between your calves. Iwaizumi used his free hand to pull your soaked panties to the side before sliding his spit-slick fingers straight into your pussy. You arched and moaned, his fingers crooking in just the right way as his palm ghosted over your clit. Your head fell back on his shoulder as he continued to fuck you on his fingers.
“God, so wet for me. Does my pretty little whore just love an audience? He looks like a live wire, he wants to touch you so bad. But he can’t, you’re putting on a show, aren’t you? You’re never this loud right away, does him watching turn you on? Can you feel his thighs tensing and his cock twitching underneath you? You’re being rather rude to our guest, you haven’t thanked him yet. He got my fingers all wet for you but you’ve been so selfish you haven’t even said anything.”
“Ah-h, Tooru, thank you, thank you! They feel so-o, so, so, ahhh, good!” trying to form words seemed impossible, your brain full of both these beautiful men overwhelming you in the best way possible. Iwaizumi ran his thumb along the edge of your bra before he had an idea.
“Kawa, will you help her out of this?” Oikawa leaned forward to undo your bra but he stopped short with a moan. He could feel Iwaizumi’s fingers pressing against his dick as they thrust in and out of you. Iwa smirked at the punched out sound Oikawa made, “Well, pretty boy, you have something to do, right? Gonna do your job?”
Oikawa bent forward to take off your bra and you arched up to kiss him. Iwaizumi let out a groan at the sight. His fingers kept thrusting in and out, leaving your wet pussy and grazing against his hard cock, and he watched both of you shudder in tandem. Oikawa managed to steady his fingers enough to undo the clasp of your bra and pulled back to look at you.
“Oh, darling, I would move mountains if it meant I got to see you like this every night,” He ran his hand back around to trace your chest, dragging his calloused fingers over your nipples. Iwaizumi cracked a smirk at the way your whole body tensed at his touch.
“I thought I trained you better than this, where are your manners? This is my second time reminding you to thank him,” Iwaizumi paused his thrusting fingers in exchange for grinding the palm of his hand into your clit, “Now, what do good girls do?”
“I-uh, I thank you both?” Your head felt like you were in a sauna, unable to think with Iwa’s fingers inside you, Oikawa’s tracing you like a brand. You rolled your hips trying to get more when Iwaizumi smirked at you.
“That’s it, I think our beautiful boy is feeling a little left out. Oikawa, lay back for me sweetheart,” Oikawa flushed bright red and slumped into the pillows in record time. He threw one hand over his eyes and took a deep breath.
You placed a hand on Iwaizumi’s shoulder to tell him to slow down. He pulled his hand back and you leaned back to give Oikawa some more space.
“Hey, Oikawa? You doing okay? We can stop at any time. Can you take a breath for me babes?” You placed a hand on his shoulder and he pulled his arm back to reveal his watery eyes.
He took a shaky breath, “I’m kinda trying to wrap my head around the fact that I can have this.”
Iwaizumi shifted from behind you to sit next to you two. He gently encouraged Oikawa to sit back up. He ran a thumb under his eye, brushing away the few tears that had escaped. Oikawa leaned into his hand and reached one hand out to pull Iwaizumi into a kiss. Iwaizumi’s other hand grabbed his hip to steady himself and Oikawa’s eyes shot open.
“You didn’t wipe your hand off before trying to comfort me? Iwa-chan, so forward!” You went bright red and dropped your head into your hands. Iwaizumi chuckled darkly and placed his fingers on Oikawa’s lips.
“We got a little distracted, if you need a break or want to stop then that’s more than okay. However I think our pretty girl wants to get fucked, so if you’re up for it I would love to rail her while you hold her.”
Oikawa blue screened and shot his hands out to grab your hips. He licked over Iwaizumi’s fingers while he pulled you to grind over his dick. You rolled your hips and felt him getting hard again. He layed back and moved one hand up to pull your face down with you while pulling you into a sinful arch. Iwaizumi slid back into place behind you and ran a finger over the seam of your panties.
“Hey, Shitty-kawa, some input. Do I strip her bare or do I just pull the panties to the side and fuck her like a common whore?”
“I think she's too desperate to wait for you to finish having your fun if you strip her,” He pulled you back into a kiss as Iwaizumi slid a condom onto his dick. You felt your chest press against his and he laughed at the goosebumps rising on your arms. Iwaizumi traced your slit with the tip of his dick.
“I want you to beg me for it babes, but I’m not the one you need to impress. Your pleasure is in the hands of our capable captain now,” He kept teasing you with the tip but never doing anything more. Oikawa blinked but slowly caught up.
A confident smirk you only saw on the court split his face, “You heard him, sweetheart, what do you want?”
A chorus of please, more, I’ll be good’s fell out of your lips as you tried to roll your hips back into Iwa’s hands. His grip was like steel as he teased you, slowly winding you up. Oikawa curled his fingers under your chin and tilted you face up. The contrast between his soft touch and Iwa’s controlling grip made your head spin. His thumb traced over your bottom lip and you opened your mouth to suck on it.
“Aw, she gets so desperate for our approval. I wanna see you fuck her stupid, Iwa,” he barely finished his sentence when Iwaizumi slid home, slapping his thighs into your hips. Your moan was nearly a keen around Oikawa’s thumb. He smiled as he pressed down on your tongue. Iwa groaned as he rolled his hips in long, slow thrusts.
Between your pants and the thumb holding your mouth open, you managed to wring out a ‘harder, please’ and Oikawa chuckled as he relayed it to Iwaizumi. He grunted and sped up. Oikawa pulled his thumb out and quickly swapped it for two fingers to hold your mouth open wider. The string of moans and whines made a string of drool fall to pool on his chest.
His eyes burned, “God, you’re so pretty. You just let go like this and ask for what you want so nicely. I used to imagine what it would be like if you would have pulled me into those changing rooms with you and let me have my way after parading outfits around me all day. Never in a million years would I have imagined my spitfire babygirl would be reduced to drooling on my chest from getting railed from behind.”
Your eyes rolled back as his words flowed over you, playing on the praise and degradation at the same time.
“I felt you clench, my beautiful little slut. Does hearing what you do to him turn you on?” Iwaizumi felt the curl in his stomach tightening as you moaned and rocked back to meet him,” Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me cum, so good.”
He sped up to the sound of your moans and Oikawa’s teasing lilt. Oikawa finally pulled his fingers out of your mouth, content with how debauched you looked with wet lips and wet eyes. He pulled you into a messy kiss, feeling your moans against his lips.
“Will you cum for us, sir? Look how ruined our pet is for us,” Iwaizumi came with a cry and a cheshire smile broke out on Oikawa’s face, “Good boy.”
Iwa shuddered as he pulled out and you let out a high pitched whine. They both chuckled at the needy picture you painted, slumped into Oikawa like a puppet with your stings cut.
Oikawa sat up and pulled you to sit up with him, kissing you deeply. He leaned over you to grab Iwa’s face and pull him into a heated kiss. He slid you off his lap and used his few inches of height to crowd into Iwa’s space and move him into the headboard.
“Goddamn, you’re so fucking sexy,” Oikawa growled into his mouth, “Fucking her just right and just making me sit there and watch? God, I don’t know whether I wanted your thick cock filling me or to be the one making her shake like that.”
Iwaizumi raked his nails through his hair, “Well if you hurry up and fuck her right, maybe I’ll give it to you next time. Look at her, feeling all left out.”
You froze, one hand rolling a nipple and the other down your stretched panties, “Please, angel, I’m so close, please?”
The low-lying fire in Oikawa’s eyes flared, “God, darling you’re so gorgeous.”
He yanked one of your ankles to pull you into him, pulling your panties off in one motion, and tucked one leg up on his arm. He held out the other and Iwa handed him a condom. He rolled it on and slid home. Your back arched and the two of you cried out in unison. The stream of praise and degradation that had flowed from Oikawa’s mouth was replaced with mindless moans and the occasional “oh fuck”. Iwa let the two of you get wrapped up in each other for a few minutes, fixated on the strong muscles of Oikawa’s legs and the long lines they made as he fucked into you. He surprised himself when he felt himself getting hard again. He slid himself along the hunched side of Oikawa and dragged his tongue around the shell of his ear. A shiver ran down his spine at the heat against his back and his warm breath in his ear.
“Tooru, if I weren’t so blown away by you two, I’d feel left out. Can you roll on your back for me? I wanna see my baby girl ride you and see if your mouth is as good as it looks,” Oikawa jumped to obey, falling back as fast as he could while staying inside of you. The new angle made you keen and you ground your hips into a circle. You were already starting to feel worn out, almost two full rounds and getting played with since dinner starting to take its toll. You braced yourself on Oikawa’s chest and pushed up then let yourself fall back with a keen. Oikawa’s feet braced into the bed as he pitched his hips up to meet you, bucking into you.
“Good boy, you catch on so quickly,” Iwaizumi ran his thumb along his lower lip, “Open up for me.”
He slid home and all three of you moaned in sync as you dropped again. Between the new angle and the heady feeling of Iwaizumi moaning and running his fingers through his hair, Oikawa was getting close. He placed one hand on Iwa’s hip to encourage him to speed up and his other went to help you keep the pace. He sped up to a fever pitch, using his legs for leverage to slam home. Iwa pulled out to hear him topple over the edge and followed him shortly after, cumming onto his face. Oikawa smiled slyly as he licked it off his lips and wiped his face clean with his thumb.
“You’re both so hot but if I don’t come literally yesterday, I’m going to go get a vibrator and never talk to you again,” you were on the brink of tears with how close you were. Oikawa grabbed your hips and flipped you into the pillows. He buried his face in between your legs as your back arched. He laved his tongue over your sloppy wet lips and sucked on your clit in one smooth motion. His aggressive mouth tipped you over the edge and you came with a cry. When the waves of pleasure ceased, he pulled back. His face was wet from his kiss swollen lips to his chin as he sat back on his heels. With a satisfied huff, he fell onto the pillows with you and pulled you into a sweet kiss. You two layed wrapped up in each other, breathing each other's air and giggling between kisses until a wet slap broke you apart. Iwaizumi had chucked a washcloth into Oikawa’s back
“You’re still covered in sweat and cum, you animals,” Iwaizumi walked over with another washcloth and started to wipe you down as he left Oikawa to towel off by himself. When he looked up again, he was met with chocolate brown puppy dog eyes.
“What? I don’t know what you want, Tooru. You’ll have to use your words,” Iwaizumi sighed exasperatedly at his antics.
Oikawa’s pout intensified, “Kiss?”
Iwaizumi softened as he reached to caress his cheek and pull him in. He brushed his lips gently over his cheekbone before connecting their lips. Any tension that was left from before dinner left from his frame and he responded back with a tired enthusiasm. You yawned with a stretch and hopped out of bed, stepping over the ruined remnants of your panties. You started to walk into the bathroom, a hot shower in mind, but were stopped by a six-foot something limpet attaching himself to your back.
“Tooru, you’re ridiculously cute and cuddly right now but I need to shower and change the sheets then we can spend the rest of the night together,” you passed your hand through his hair as he pressed kisses into your neck. You started to walk forward again and this time he let you move but stayed attached to your back. You made it into the bathroom where he let go to grab towels for everyone and let you start the water. You put your hair up and got in but were soon crowded into the wall by two professional athletes that were convinced this was a three person shower-bath combo. It slowed it down but between the sudsy hands and the intimacy of sharing space, it was worth it. You got out first, leaving the boys to fight over the water temperature and grabbed a random sweatshirt out of your side of the closet. By the time they were out of the shower, you had already changed the sheets and brushed your teeth. You were fully tucked in and dozing off as they padded over to the closet. After getting dressed, Iwa left togo shut all the lights off in the house and made his way back to the bedroom to see you already secure and curled up on Oikawa’s chest. He took a quiet picture and crawled in too.
“She’s wearing my astronomy club sweatshirt, I’ve been looking for it for weeks,” Oikawa whispered into your hair.
“And you’re wearing my work hoodie, I’m in bed with two thieves. What ever shall I do?”
Oikawa pressed a chaste kiss to Iwa’s joking pout and burrowed further into the pillows. Your hands flexed on his chest and he pressed a kiss to your head as well.
Iwaizumi looked down at his girlfriend, the light of his life, held in the arms of his newly minted boyfriend and a small smile graced his face as he fell asleep.
Like he said, it would all work out.