Still buried inside of their Captain, Osamu looked over at his twin, then back at Kita, pressing his face into his neck and inhaling. He smells so good after sex.

"Another round?" Atsumu asked, grinning. "Switch sides?"

"Give him a minute, ya hornball," Osamu said, his cock throbbing lazily at the idea of going again. He did want to go again. "Then we can decide what we want."