It’d been impossible to miss their hard one but the polite thing to do was not mention it. To try and wash away the knowledge and image from his head and ignore how he feels a stirring between his legs.

Kita wouldn’t have thought that he might be part of the reason for those hard ons. Hearing Atsumu’s voice like that has him feeling a coil of heat in the pit of his stomach. His nipples had already pebbled but felt tighter somehow. He still hadn’t opened his eyes at Osamu chiming in or the sound of their showers being turned off.

He feels like he’s been sucked into a porno and that he must be dreaming as he senses them moving in closer to him. Swallowing heavily, he finally opens his eyes, looking between them, eyes lowering to look at their hard dicks he’s pretty sure he’s not misreading the situation. He should be responsible and put a stop to this. He’s older, he’s their captain but he’s also thoroughly attracted to the both of them.

“This really isn’t appropriate,” is the rather lame attempt at diffusing the situation, no authority behind his words at all.