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When the work day comes to the end Shu all but collapses onto his chair. The last week of the month means more of their clients call in and want to check up on the unfinished work that their superiors haven't done and it's people like Shu who have to deal with the brunt of the frustrations on both sides.
He hears Claude snort from the desk next to his so a punch to the partition is sent out as retaliation.
Being a mediator sucks.
After a while, Shu rolls his chair backwards so he can look over at Claude's workspace. He eyes the several piles of files and documents and the numerous open tabs. “Overtime?”
Claude sighs, “Yeah. Just wanna get this stuff done early,” and then grumbles out, “half of this is Finana's though.”
Finana wasn't at work today and neither was Elira. Both girls had taken today off after working during the weekends last week.
It gets a laugh out from Shu. “You're doing her work? Why?”
Claude hunches over and types even faster. “Lost a bet.”
“What bet?”
Claude mumbles, words warping together so much that Shu can't make out any of it. He reaches over and pokes Claude on the head while frowning. “What?”
Claude sighs, long and suffering. He whips around in his chair and motions Shu to come closer so that he can whisper the answer. Claude chucks an empty drink can at Shu's head when he doubles over laughing.
:::
The house is quiet when he steps inside, and he wonders if Elira is already asleep.
Setting his keys gently in the valet tray, he heads toward their bedroom. If she’s asleep, it means he could slip in for a nap with her after a quick shower—a perfect way to unwind after a long day.
But as he approaches the bedroom door, soft giggles reach his ears. He pauses, straining to distinguish the sounds but unable to make out who they belong to. Curiosity piqued, he nudges the door open just enough to take a peek.
What he sees makes him freeze.
“Oh m—” Shu quickly traps the rest of the exclamation behind his hands in case he could be heard.
Elira and Finana are sitting on the bed. A completely normal occurrence. Finana tends to hang around in this house because the beds are better than the ones back at Claude's place apparently. The girls love to have their little sleepovers, gossiping away on the bed while Shu and Claude do their own thing together until everyone's ready to sleep. Scientifically it hasn't been proven yet but thanks to the constant company, they've figured out playing games together, in real life or on call, with the girlfriends yapping in the background can give them a huge advantage at times.
In any case, that is not the point. What Shu is witnessing now is far from their normal sleepovers. They're kissing. Or more accurately, making out, and Shu is pretty sure he's about to pass out.
Finana sits in Elira's lap at the perfect angle where Shu is able to see them both from the side. Her long hair is pulled up into a ponytail, making it much easier to see that she is wearing extremely sheer lingerie. Both of them are, Shu notes, on the brink of losing his mind.
Before his brain can snowball this crisis he's found himself in, a moan from Elira effectively shuts his nervous system down, unable to do anything but watch.
The girls seem to be in their own bubble, untouchable. Their hands roam around their bodies, feeling up the lace patterns, sneaking up the hems of their skirts, playfully pulling at the strings. Their lips move lazily against each other, until Shu gets rewarded with the occasional silver of their tongues.
Maybe it was the sensitivity, maybe she was too worked up, but when Finana slides a thumb over Elira's nipple through the lace and she jolts, accidentally leaning too far back. Both of them end up falling flat onto the bed with Finana on top of Elira and accidentally bumping heads, causing both of them to burst into giggles. It momentarily breaks the spell Shu was stuck in.
Shu simultaneously feels his heart squeeze and the blood rushing south. It makes him a bit dizzy as he quickly stumbles away from the door and slides down the wall next to it. The door is still ajar so he could tell the girls haven't noticed him yet, not with the way the rustling, the giggling and the slick sound of their lips don't stop.
What does he do? Does he announce his presence? Does he want to announce his presence? Would it make them stop? That thought is upsetting. The image of beauty his girlfriend is painting up with his best friend's girlfriend is too mesmerizing to be ruined by a man. Is that normal? Does everyone in a four person friend group where the two halves are in relationships have a day where they just walk in on one of their partners just kissing the other's? Should he consult Reddit? No, that's—
The giggles and shuffling get a bit louder and Shu has to press his head against the wall harder to stop himself from taking a peek again. No. No, he cannot interfere with this event. So he does the next best thing and pulls out his phone.
If the sudden moan made him accidentally click the Reddit app instead of Discord, no one has to know.
shu
are u still at the office
u will NOT believe what just happened
claude
what happened
shu
walked into th house
just wanted to fall asleep w elira
yk and cuddle
claude
thinking i should keep some of them for tomorrow tho so almosf done
shu
and what do i see
OUR GFS KISSING
claude
cuddles yeWJAT
WHAT
WGAT
shu
IKNOW
claude
like
like a little smooch or???
shu
oh they're making out
claude
ADHFKJSAK
shu
lips and boobs touching and all that
kind of freaking out
claude
THEY'RE TOUCHING BOOBS?
and im stuck at work???
Shu somewhat relaxes and smiles. The moment of relief doesn't last long when a little giggle—Finana—makes him go rigid again and squeeze his eyes shut. God.
shu
what do i do
claude
god ive seen what you've done for others
uh
well
accept the fact that god has bestowed his greatest gift of yuri upon you
Shu lets out a silent laugh into his palm. The next message Claude sends makes him wonder if the man could read his mind.
claude
hey don't think about it too much
Shu bites his lip.
claude
elira knows this is when ur shift ends
clearly meant to be a show
enjoy it
shu
you're not mad?
claude
only reason i’m mad is because finana didn't tell me shit
traitor
what happened to solidarity
Shu lets out a deep breath. Heart pounding and feeling less guilty about his actions, he chances a look into the room once more. Maybe if he focuses on their outfits this time instead of their actions he wouldn’t combust immediately.
The lingerie Finana is wearing seems to be a muted green colour. Ruffled lace straps go over her shoulders and small bows adorn her chest area. The rest of the top drapes down her torso until it settles on her thighs. Not that it covers much, if at all, because Shu clearly sees the ties of her panties over her hips. When Elira's hands move up from her thighs to her waist, Shu gasps as he sees the babydoll dress is split in the middle.
Elira's is less transparent. It's lavender in colour, and in the same way as Finana's, the lace continues until just below the chest area, transitioning into a semi-transparent mesh that flows loosely.
Finana doesn't want Shu to know peace, clearly. She slides a hand up Elira's thigh, hitching the lavender skirt up all the way until she reaches Elira's chest. It reveals Elira's lace panties and Shu feels hot under his collar when he recognizes the visible hickey right above her hip. Then, Finana's hands get a handful of Elira's boobs through the lace and Shu promptly explodes into a million shades of red.
He quickly looks away from the scene just as Elira moans and tries to will his heart rate back to normal. He's pretty sure he feels his button-up stick to his back when he presses against the wall.
He's not making it.
Shu opens his phone once he doesn’t feel like his heart is about to pop out of his chest. He needs a distraction. It still jumps and picks up the pace whenever he hears the girls giggle, but that’s an everyday occurrence. He chuckles silently at the messages Claude sent about feeling left out at work. There's no recent timestamps so he's probably gone back to working. Shu shouldn't bother him, really, but if the work isn't important enough that some of it could be done tomorrow…
shu
they're wearing lingerie btw
The reply is comedically instantaneous.
claude
oh
shu
sheer if youre wondering
i've never seen it so
claude
oh you're fucked
im also fucked
shu
they're so
hot
but they're so cute
they keep laughing
claude
oh my god
shu
and its the cutest thing ever
but they're also sucking face so idk
heart boner
claude
boner boner
shu
that too
claude
god i hate that im working
i wish i could see
And, well, there is a way for Claude to see, isn’t there? Shu worries his lip again while he opens the phone camera. He leans into the open space in the doorway and angles his phone to get both of the girls in the picture. His heart stutters at the sight like he's seeing it for the first time all over again.
The girls are entangled together without a care in the world. Hands roam freely on each other’s bodies, exploring above and under their new lingerie as they smile and giggle into their kisses.
The visual is beautiful enough to be immortalized in their DMs, so he presses the button to take the picture.
The loud sound of the shutter. A blinding flash of the camera. Three people jump.
“Oh fu—”
“Shu?”
Mortified, Shu freezes and then, after a moment, sighs and resigns to his fate. He opens the door all the way, revealing his position. Kneeling on the ground with his phone put in front of the door to the room where two girls have been making out. Oh god, he's coming to the realization that he's a total pervert.
“Hi,” he says weakly.
The girls stare at him kneeling down in front of the doorway before bursting into laughter. Shu just sighs again and makes his way into the bedroom; there's no use in riding out his shame outside anymore. It takes them as long as it takes for Shu to close the door, send some texts to Claude and take off his belt for the girls to get back their bearings.
Elira's the first one to calm down, Finana is still giggly. “Were you here the whole time?”
“I dunno about the whole time,” he rolls the belt up and sets it on the dresser. “I was here for a while.”
“Yeah?” Finana grins, and leans back to sit on Elira's stomach.
The movement makes the splits of her babydoll dress fall around her thighs. Close up he could see the details of their dresses and Shu has to pretend his mouth doesn't dry up—oh, and from the front he can clearly see that the set Finana is wearing has crotchless panties. Oh, okay. Okay, okay, okay. He should—probably tell Claude that update.
“Sat there and watched us like a little pervert?”
“Hey—I wasn't—okay, yeah I guess. I can't defend myself.” The girls dissolve into laughter again and Shu's defensive shackles rise. “I mean—I didn't expect this! How do I know if you guys had anything like this planned? You're both really evil, by the way.”
“This wasn't really planned.” Because of the angle Shu has to really focus to stop himself from looking up at Elira's boobs trapped under the butterfly straps and floral lace. He really is no better than a man. “Got bored and called Finana over to hang out but she also brought the lingerie we got when we went shopping for the other day, remember that? Yeah so I kind of—” Elira wiggles around on bed to get comfortable, jostling Finana a bit. “—forgot my stuff at Finana's place that day because I had to rush back home and we didn't get to try it on! So, we thought, why not? And now…”
“We're here,” Finana giggles, “It was just a little kiss y'know, but then it just kind of… escalated. God that made my back kinda sore though.”
She leans back on her hands, stretching while he speaks, so that the split of her dress opens up more, revealing more of her tummy and the slit in her panties widens— but that’s okay, because Shu is God's strongest soldier, clearly. Shu does not look. At all. He doesn't make guilty eye contact with his smug girlfriend when he tears his eyes away. He does not.
“Girl, we were just making out?”
“For a very long time! And I'm not sitting on top, usually!”
“Oh, so you're Claude's little princess, huh?”
Finana puffs up her cheeks. Elira laughing at her only makes it puffier. “Yeah, you knew that already.”
“God, you're so cute.” Elira perks up. “Oh, speaking of, where is he?”
Finana bristles. “Oh shit! I forgot to tell him I'm coming ov—”
“Yeah he's mad about that, by the way,” Shu waves his hand around. “It's fine though, he's working OT but he's finishing stuff up. He'll probably come here now that he knows what's… happening.”
“Oh.” Finana blinks, and then her expression changes more into how she looks when she sees her favourite character of a new release on the gacha banners. “Oh! You sent that picture to him didn't you? You were texting him while you were peeping? Oh my god, you perverts.”
With the sound of the girls laughing at him (again) in the background, Shu's face heats up as he opens the closet with a bit too much force than necessary. It's not like he can deny anything they say, not with the visible boner in his slacks.
“You guys are so mean,” he says, more petulant than he wanted to sound, “I'm gonna go shower.”
“Aw, what?” Elira pouts, “You're not gonna stay and watch the show?”
“Can't handle it any more?” Finana goads, “Too much for you? Gonna jerk it in the shower?”
Like a moth to a flame, Elira perks up. “Jorkin’ it?”
Finana nods. “Straight up. In the bathroom.”
“And by it, he means…”
They slowly turn their heads to Shu, eyes very obviously fixated on whatever embarrassing thing is happening in his crotch area.
Shu groans and starts stomping towards his escape. They cackle while he makes his way to the door with his dignity—or what's left of it—protected by the layers of bundled clothing in his hands. Menaces. Absolutely horrible. He's presented with sirens dolled up in lingerie and then they expect him to be normal about it. Sue him.
“You're gonna come back though, right?”
Shu pauses from where he has his hands on the door knob and looks over his shoulder. He's greeted with the sight of Elira arching her back, boobs being pushed against Finana's as they go back to their original position. Finana smiles as she slowly moves her hand up Elira's thigh, up the hem of the skirt, moving it all the way to her stomach so that the lace panties are more visible. Shu swallows around cotton. God, they're gorgeous.
“C'mon,” Finana pouts when Shu doesn't reply. “We're all dressed up for you and everything.”
Shu takes a deep breath, because stability is important and right now he is anything but that. “Yeah—yeah, okay. I just need to change and come back. Been in this all day.”
The girls relax, smiles returning to their faces. Elira hums happily, fingers trailing from Finana's shoulders and down her tummy. “Don't take too long, yeah?”
Finana's head drops as she gasps and Shu registers that Elira's hand is between her legs. Right where the slit of her panties are. Oh. Oh.
Elira grins when she sees the realization dawn on his face. “Wouldn't wanna miss the show, would you?”
Shu has never gotten out of a room so fast in his entire life.
“Don't forget to bring in a chair when you get back!”
A breathy giggle. “Not the cuck chair.”
Shu groans and swipes a hand down his face as he locks the bathroom door. He needs to assess the damage he took before the boss battle starts (because strategy matters) so he looks down at the tent pitched in his slacks.
Oh yeah. He is not surviving this.