Teachers bet

two is always better than one

(Y/N)'S BACK ARCHED.

A moan fighting against the obstruction that so mercilessly dug into her mouth as the cat purred down at her. Kuroo tightened his tie, securing it with a knot that wouldn't be coming undone any time soon.

Sadly the same couldn't be said for the girl.

The raven-haired man hooked an arm underneath one of her legs, his other one wrapping around her waist as he picked her off Bokuto's lap, biceps flexing. Kuroo placed her body between his spread legs when he sat down on his friend's desk. "Now let's make things easier for Bokuto shall we?"

Not fully understanding what he meant by that, she felt him wrap an arm around her protectively, holding her close to his chest. His dominant hand moved her legs to openly spread them, draping them over his own muscular ones. "Just like we practiced this morning" he breathed against her ear.

Bokuto watched, greedily drinking in the sight before him. He moved his chair to sit directly in front of the duo, rolling up his sleeves as he did so.

(Y/N) breathed heavily, swallowing back the saliva that started to build up in her mouth, a slight ache beginning to set in her jaw. Long fingers danced along her thighs, pushing the skirt to bunch around her hips and exposing herself even more.

Kuroo stroked her inner thigh, pressing down on the bruises and feeling her shudder against his chest. Bokuto grabbed hold of her legs in his palms, grinning widely. "Tsukki got pissed."

Kuroo chuckled lowly, slowly undoing the buttons of (Y/N)'s shirt. "Of course he did. Out of all of us he hates losing the most."

Closely listening to their exchange, questions danced in her mind as a sudden realization grew but it was forcibly pushed aside when Kuroo pushed her school shirt off one shoulder, exposing her bra and cleavage. "You should wear a red bra, it'll make the twins go mad."

Bokuto brushed his thumb against her pussy, relishing in the way her body jerked in Kuroo's arms. "Or blue, Akaashi goes nuts for the colour."

Rubbing (Y/N) between her legs, she threw her head back when he slipped a finger beneath her panties, teasingly touching her there. "Bro she's so wet already. Does being gagged and man-handled turn you on this much? I would have never thought since you look so innocent most of the time."

Bokuto removed his finger, showing Kuroo to which the ravenette moaned at the sight. "Shit kitten, it's true then. The quiet ones are usually the freaks aren't they?" The copper-eyed male pulled her bra to the side, grabbing hold of her breast and massaging the flesh.

(Y/N) flinched when he pinched her nipple, rolling the bud between his fingers. Kuroo placed a kiss against her neck, dragging his teeth along the smooth skin, tongue hotly trailing after. He gently blew, savoring the shiver that shook against him, small noises escaping her gagged mouth.

Bokuto hooked his fingers around her underwear, peeling them down her legs. Kuroo pressed open-mouthed kisses along her throat, moving her head to the side for better access at the same time the spikey-haired man freely slid a finger down her folds - feeling the slickness. "Let's have a little taste."

(Y/N) jumped in Kuroo's arms when Bokuto's tongue flatly ran along her cunt, splitting her pussy lips apart and tonguing at her clit. Spluttering around the tie, her hips jerked when he started to steadily lick, pressing his fingers into her inner thighs to keep her from moving.

Groaning against her, the vibration sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Kuroo grabbed her breast, squeezing it in his palm. "You like it when Bokuto eats you out?"