"I love (F/N)cchi more!"
"Ryōta, are you defying me?"
You sighed, feeling a headache coming. These two had been arguing non-stop. They're so lucky that the school was already empty. "Can the two of you just stop arguing and continue? Otherwise, Kise won't pass tomorrow's test."
"WAHHHH, (F/N)CCHI, YOU'RE SO COLD~!" Kise cried, fat crocodile tears dripping down his cheeks.
Akashi frowned. "I have to agree. (F/N), we're arguing because of you."
"What?" you lifted an eyebrow, a little annoyed that you were brought in the middle of their fighting. "I didn't do anything!"
"Nooooo!" Kise protested. "You stole our hearts, (F/N)cchi! And now we're fighting each other for you!"
Akashi agreed and nodded his head. "I agree. This happens because you're being unclear with your feelings, (F/N)." his looks on you were so sharp. You felt naked and nervous. "Now tell us... who do you love?"
"H-huh?! W-who do I love?!" you shrieked. "T-that's none of your business!"
"Oh, but it is."
"(F/N)cchi, won't you tell us?" Kise put on his best puppy eyes - ones you were weak against. You gulped. "(F/N)cchi, you love me, don't you?"
"Ryōta, don't put words in her mouth." Akashi's expecting eyes turned to you. "Certainly you choose me, don't you, (F/N)?"
"Uh, err... I-I love the two of you, okay? H-how can I choose between my two best friends? I love the two of you equally, you idiots!" you admitted, blushing. Akashi looked disappointed at your answer.
"I should've seen that coming." the redhead sighed. "I guess this can't be helped." He stood up, making Kise and you stared at him weirdly. "If (F/N) can't choose between us, Ryōta, then we should choose for her."
"Huh? How?" Kise blinked, clueless. You mimicked his action.
Akashi smirked. "Why don't you two come with me?"
OoOoO
You nervously sat on the chair in the student council room while Akashi locked the door and ordered Kise to close the curtains. You wondered what that cunning redhead had in his twisted mind.
"Well, let me state the rules." Akashi began, capturing Kise's and your attention. "We'll make love to (F/N). The one who makes her scream the loudest wins."
"M-MAKE LOVE?!" you screeched.
"Oooh..." Kise nodded. "That sounds like a good idea. (F/N)cchi loves us equally with her heart but that doesn't mean the same thing with her body." A sly smirk began to adorn his lips as he leaned closer to you, eyes half-lidded. "I'm sure I can pleasure you better than Akashicchi, (F/N)cchi."
Feeling a hand gently grasping yours, you turned. Akashi pressed his lips against your palm, a molten lust in his gleaming eyes. "Let me love you, (F/N)."
"S-stooop!" you tried to back away but they held you around your waist to prevent your escape. "T-this is sexual harassment! Rape!"
"Not if you enjoy it, (F/N)cchi." Kise whispered hotly in your ear.
Akashi licked the side of your lips. "And I'm sure you will."
With that, the two of them aided each other in getting rid of your clothes. Your struggle didn't seem to faze them. "Stop this at once, you two!" you yelled when you were left in only your undergarments. Akashi cut off your protests with his lips. He kissed you passionately, hungry, which left you breathless and stunned.
