The twins shared a grin and shifted—Osamu behind Kita and Atsumu in front. "We'll take care of you," Osamu promised as he washed the soap away, leaning in to press a kiss to his neck, then sliding down to his kiss, kissing along Kita's spine.

Atsumu, he knew, would go for Kita's chest, suck a nipple into his mouth and suck, playing with the other one. He knew that's what his twin liked to do with girls, having walked in on him once.

When he was on his knees, he took hold of their captain's ass (fuck, it was nice); he spread his cheeks apart, leaning in to start licking at him. He had imagined this for so long. As he lapped at the tight muscle, he slid a hand up to stroke the lips of Kita's pussy, only to find Atsumu's there as well. Oh well, they could fit both of their fingers in him.

As if reading his mind, Atsumu sunk one finger inside of Kita, and Osamu followed suit.