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 XENAS POV CHAPTER TEN

The dark wooden door glides open, bokuto's hand releases the grip on the handle revealing sunas body laid across the middle of the king sized bed. 

   His back resting against the headboard while a smirk full of amusement plays on his naturally plump lips. His body dressed in all black attire, the button up just barely holding on by his shoulders.

His chest was almost all the way revealed. Confusion wrapped around my brain, twisting my neck towards oikawa. He stood with a suggestive look across his facial features.

What the fuck? Without another word, bokuto slammed the door shut, oikawa taking no time to back me up until the back of my knees hit the soft surface of the mattress.

  I could feel suna's chest close, the heat from him seeping into the clothing on my back. "Just let go, let it happen." sunas voice tickled just below my ear as I leaned back into his chest for support.

Oikawa's dark eyes traced the skin on my upper thighs, humming quietly to himself before his large hands reached my thighs, ripping them apart.


A gasp left my lips at the sudden act of roughness, his hips filling the space between my thighs. Sunas hands wander over my thighs, his fingertips kissing the bare skin there while oikawa's hands dance over my chest.

His hand came to the edge of my shirt, tugging it roughly upwards making my back press harder into suna. My breasts now being fully exposed to the two men, "mm how lucky are we?" oikawa's voice was laced with seduction, speaking to suna.

"Very," suna replied in a strained voice. "Why don't you rub her clit? You've been watching for a while now." oikawa spoke to suna, noticing his little attempts to touch me.

 For being so possessive, he sure is being real kind right now. Sunas hand hesitates on my thigh for a second, his soft fingers laid still for a few more moments before his hand glided smoothly across the skin up until he hit the waistband of my skirt.

He stayed still, his head moving to look at me, waiting for my approval. My eyes stare into oikawas, a smirk rising on his lips before turning to suna, nodding in acceptance.

 His hands ripped onto the fabric of the skirt before pulling it down impatiently, he ghosted over my clothed clit, cupping it in a teasing manner.

Oikawa's hands were focused on my breasts as he wandered over the tender skin, glancing down at sunas movements occasionally. Sunas fingers slipping into the fabric of my underwear, gliding his finger down my cunt.

Leaning my head onto his shoulder, I let out a shaky breath. His fingers come to a stop at my clit, circling it slowly as his eyes stare into the side of my face, studying any reactions I give off.

"Aw look at you, so desperate for us to touch you hm?" oikawa taunted, his fingers pinching the buds of my nipples. The music from outside vibrated inside my chest.

 My breathing became unsteady as suna dipped into the crook of my neck, littering kisses on my neck. Oikawa's hands connected with the backs of my knees, pushing them upwards.

My thighs spread wider, resting the sides of them on sunas thighs. A strong hand grasped onto my chin, jerking my head upwards to meet dark brown eyes piercing a hole directly through me.

 His lips placed kisses around my face, finally kissing my lips making my lips burn in excitement. "Such a good girl." oikawa mumbled into my mouth, the praise making my stomach flutter.

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