drunk and nasty

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"fuck"! i screamed panting as suna pounded into me.
"babe"! i followed not able to think straight.
i was arched on the couch and suna stood up, fucking the life out of me.

i stared at the front door, terrified that at and minute sunas sister and aone could just walk in.
that would be the worst thing that could happen right now.

but i was cut short in thought- when sunas phone started to ring next to him.
"why did you bring that"?  i asked interrupted.
"what if i got a important call"? he asked back.
the nerve of this boy.

he continued to fuck me while he picked the phone up. "you're seriously gonna take a call right now"?
"baby.. it's a friend i haven't seen in months how could i not"? he cooed.

whatever.
"kita- how are you". he said almost unable to hold his moaning back.
...
"uh huh". suna sighed.
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"oh- HAHAH". suna started laughing and i was getting annoyed that he stopped thrusting as hard.
"babe". i whined.
he put his hand on my mouth and started drilling into me again as my eyes rolled back and i moaned through his fingers.

"so- what are you up to then"? suna asked this so called 'kita' on the other line.
...
"maybe around 7". suna replied.
i wonder what they're talking about.
"alright- alright..... i'll ask my girlfriend if she feels like it mkay"- suna chimed.

"you're the one who gets no pussy". suna stated quickly hanging up and throwing his phone down on the couch.

"i'm gonna cum". i whined as i started to orgasm.
he pulled out and came over my back, fingering me some more to help with my finish.

the lights shining through the front window, and glass on the door, suggested that aone was pulling up to the house now. "come on". suna laughed pulling me up from the couch, we both hurried up the stairs shaking and giggling.
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"where are we going"? i asked from the passenger seat of sunas car.
"to pick up my friend". he smiled as he turned up the music.
"is it the kita guy you were talking to"? i asked.

we had went to his room to talk for a couple hours before he told me to get dressed- that we were going out.

"yeah, it's kita and a couple other guys i know".
a couple other guys-
"are there gonna be any girls there"? i asked.
i don't wanna be the only one- that's kinda awkward.
"well- i'm not sure, the twins always have girls with them. but i'm pretty sure it's a thing for the guys".

"then why am i here"? i questioned.
"i'd never leave my baby out". he said with puppy eyes. "shut up you liar". i said hitting his arm and making him swerve. "AY"! he exclaimed laughing.

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we had been driving and listening to music for 20 minutes- until finally we pulled up in front of a house

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we had been driving and listening to music for 20 minutes- until finally we pulled up in front of a house.

"is this it"? i asked looking over the huge house.
"mhm". suna said getting out his phone, i assume to let kita know we were here.
"i'll get in the back"- i said reaching for the door handle.
"nah babe- you can stay up front". he followed.
"no- no it's ok. let your friend be up front so that you two can talk". i smiled opening the door.
"you're so good to me". suna whispered imitating a fake tear with his finger.

i got in the backseat and watched as a guy walked out the house.
when he got in the car, him and suna instantly began to talk, i couldn't even keep up with all they were saying.

"we're getting osamu and atsumu right"? kita asked.
i definitely heard that though- picking up more boys? don't they have cars.
"for sure". suna laughed speeding off.

i sat back and occasionally checked my phone.
these other boys must live far from kita because it had been another 25 minutes since we left his house.

"so what's your girlfriends name and when do i get to meet her"? kita laughed hitting the dashboard

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"so what's your girlfriends name and when do i get to meet her"? kita laughed hitting the dashboard.
"you know i'm starting to thing you're lying to me"- kita followed putting his hand under his chin.
"what? y/n... she's right there". suna stated pointing at me in the backseat.

kita turned around wide eyed.
"OH- shit i didn't even see you there... you're so quiet. sorry if you thought i was ignoring you". he said.
"oh no- it's fine". i smiled waving my arms.
"i didn't want to interrupt you guys". i sighed.

"what? hell no. you talk whenever you want". kita said hitting suna in the arm. "what's wrong with you man? introduce your girl when you're around people you know"? he murmured.

"trust me she talks on her own". suna smiled looking at me through the rear view mirror.
i squinted and kicked the back of his seat.

*10 minutes later- we arrived at the house of the so called twins. i was dying to see if they were actually twins or if that was just a joke.

and sure enough when they walked out their house, yep. definitely twins.
they got into the back seat- and i was very taken aback that they sat on either side of me.
putting me between the two.
they were big, and i was left no choice but to let my body rest against both of theirs.

"hey little lady- which one of them do YOU belong to". the blonde twin asked.
my eyes widened and my heart started beating fast.
"shut the hell up you prick, you're not supposed to say shit like that". kita said furiously turning around.
"well hello to you too kita". the blonde boy sighed and turned out the window.

suna just drove quietly.
"i'm sunas.. girlfriend". i stated to him.
"ok- well i'm atsumu". he said smiling at me and eyeing his counterpart.
"that's osamu".
the darker haired twin looked at me and nodded.
shivers ran up my spine.
suna had interesting friends.


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is everyone ok with that.

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