secureserver | Kinky + Angst?

It doesn't take much longer, their cocks throbbing in their captain's hands.

It was so hot, Atsumu thought, seeing Kita wanting it so badly.

It was so hot, Osamu thought, seeing Kita eager to taste them.

Atsumu burst first, and Osamu came a second later both moaning loudly as they covered Kita's face with their loads.

Kita's eyes close when Atsumu starts to come, feeling Osamu's come starting to hit his face too. He keeps his mouth open, tongue sticking out and licking at any come that is close enough with a moan. He strokes them slower, twisting his hands slowly and making sure that every last drop is milked out of them.

"Fuck, he looks good covered in our cum," Atsumu said.

"He does," Osamu said. "Ah, sensitive, Kita-san." He pulled his dick from his captain's hand and knelt down to help him up. "Let's get you cleaned up."

"We'll take care of you!" Atsumu added brightly.

Kita's eyes slowly open as he feels Osamu's dick leave his hand and he drops the other one. He licks at his lips more, flushed and feeling quite pleased at how much they both liked it, liked marking him with their come.

"Okay."

Kita agrees, getting up from his knees with Osamu's help.

Atsumu went to get a towel to clean Kita up better than just water. He brought back two of them, handed one to Osamu, and the twins began to wash him, scrubbing their cum off of him.

Maybe a bit too enthusiastically.

Kita allows them to take care of him, cleaning off the cum from his face. He eventually does gently take their wrists.

"I think you must have got it all," he murmurs and his skin feels tender from the eager scrubbing.

"You sure?" Atsumu asked.

"We want to be thorough," Osamu added.

They both looked at him earnestly, like baby foxes wanted treats.

“You did really well, both of you,” Kita says simply, giving them praise like this feels a bit embarrassing though and he lowers his eyes.

They break out in identical grins.

"So, where should we go? Our place?" Osamu asked. "Your place?"

"Ma and dad are out for the weekend," Atsumu pointed out.

"But our beds aren't big enough for all three of us."

"We'll break out the guest futons."

"What do you think, Kita-san?" Osamu asked.

Kita is a bit overwhelmed by them for a moment, even if he's used to the wins and how they are... it's really different in this situation. His insides still feel quivery.

"The futons will be good," he says. he certainly couldn't bring them home with him, he certainly wouldn't have that kind of privacy to offer and with what he's sure they have in mind they'll need it.

What they have in mind is more of what they already did. Only horizontal.

Atsumu turned off the water while Osamu went to get towels. While his twin was gone, Atsumu wrapped Kita up his arms, nuzzling his neck, hands on his breasts. "I'm so happy you're my boyfriend. Even if I do have to share you with 'Samu."

Exactly as Kita suspects. Kita watches Osamu as he went off, leaning into Atsumu and tilting his head to the side. His ears are red as the setter's hands stay on his breasts. He wonders if the days where he doesn't like to be touched there as much as he liked it will be okay with Atsumu... or Osamu for that matter. There's a lot of things to figure out as a unit and he'll worry about something like that later.

He nuzzles at Atsumu affectionately and a small smile touches his lips. "I'm... happy I didn't have to choose."

Osamu heard, so when he came back with several towels, he had a small smile on his face. He gathers Kita from his brother and begins to dry his captain off.

Then Atsumu joins in, and they get Kita drier than they get themselves dried. "C'mon, time to get dressed," Osamu said, taking Kita's hand and walking them towards the lockers.

The two of them are ridiculous but Kita doesn't chide them and just lets them take care of him. He certainly doesn't argue when he's guided to the lockers. He squeezes Osamu's hand, glancing at Atsumu once before opening his locker to get dressed quickly.

"We should eat and drink some water," he says quietly but firmly.

"'Samu can make us food," Atsumu volunteered.

Osamu opens his mouth, about to argue maybe he doesn't want to cook for Atsumu, then shuts it when he realizes he could use this as a chance to show off. "You're buying us water. We should get hydrated sooner since we just finished practice and had sex."

Kita smiles as the two manage not to get into an argument and instead figure out a plan together.

"Let's go. I'd like to try your cooking."

Atsumu's pouting at being made to buy drinks for them, but they do manage to leave the locker room fully dressed and not covered in new bruises from a fight.

The twins stick to Kita's side, not so subtly taking his hands.

"Is there something you're hungry for?" Osamu asked as they walked through the empty halls of their school.

Kita isn’t sure if they should be walking around holding hands like this but he also doesn’t pull his hands away as they move along. “Something simple,” he says. “Rice and some protein.”

The twins didn't care. They were tall enough and had a reputation for violence (even if only towards each other) that would scare off anyone who might object.

"I have onigiri made up," Osamu said. "You can be my first customer of sorts."

Atsumu made a disgusted sound. "He won't let me try them."

"Why won't you let Atsumu try them?" Kita asks, though, he's not objecting to having Osamu's onigiri in the least. He squeezes Atsumu's hand.

"Because he's rude," both twins said. Atsumu glared, and Osamu smirked at each other.

"I'll let him have one," Osamu said. "Since you're a guest."

Kita laughs softly, shaking his head. They’re quite ridiculous sometimes.

“Good. I would’ve insisted.”

"Tch!" Atsumu scowled and put his nose up in the air. "I guess I'll try one." Unknown to Osamu, he already had one. He'll blame their father if Osamu notices. (As if he wouldn't notice one of them was missing! But Osamu had a soft spot for their parents. But he couldn't blame his twin for that because he did, too.)

As they get out of the school, Kita does carefully extricate his hands from the twins, sliding them into his jacket instead.

"Acting as if you're not looking forward to it, Atsumu-kun?" Kita laughs softly.

(They do their best not to pout at their captain.)

"They probably aren't that great."

Osamu's grumbled at him, then pointed at a passing garbage truck. "Hey, there's your ride."

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