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➳7 - shichi



*ੈ✩‧₊˚୨⎯ "shoot for the stars, baby" ⎯୧*ੈ✩‧₊˚

[MATURE CONTENT]

you eye the taller guy beside you in the backseat, and he shares your glance as the tension grows between you. 

"You know what, Shinso?" you speak up, pulling your hood up over your head, "Let's do it. The favor." you turn to face him, searching his lilac eyes for protest. 

"Are you sure?" he questions, turning his seat backward. you blink, surprised he had a car that could do that, and then nod determined. 

"Yeah. I uh," the image of Eijiro and Mina flashes in your mind before you inhale sharply. 

"Yeah. Come on." beckoning him closer, Sero seemingly turns the notifications off his phone. he tosses it and his jacket in the front seat.

Shinso carefully kneels in front of you and you grip his hoodie by the collar, pulling him in for a hasty kiss. it was sloppy, full of one-sided want, and you internally rolled your eyes.

Shinso was always so upfront about his feelings, but you never really paid it any mind. 

Sero sat beside you with intrigue, not really thinking you were the type to initiate, nor take charge over someone else. this was interesting and very alluring. 

Shinso carefully wrapped an arm around your waist as he lifted you up and onto the backseat. he positioned you in his lap as Sero smirked, not wanting to push boundaries or touch without being allowed. 

you pull away from the heated kisses Shinso gave, panting slightly from the lack of oxygen before reaching a hand down to his jeans. he was excited from just the contact, his dick jumping to be freed from its cloth prison.

you shake your head, tsk-ing at his eagerness.

"I apologized for giving you little attention earlier, but now you want to be selfish?" you lean backward into Sero's chest, feeling him do the same to fit more comfortably in the seat. your eyes stay glued to Shinso's and you see the pleading in his mind. 

"Nah, you need to earn it, Playboy," you point lightly at him, and he gulps harshly, uncharacteristically submissive to you. you spread your legs, tossing your slippers to the front seat. 

"Come and taste. If I like it, you'll get more attention." one of your arms lower to your waist as Sero wraps his around you in a soft hug, putting his chin on your head. 

"Am I allowed to do anything, Rosa?" he questions into your ear, and you nod. 

Shinso eagerly adjusts himself to set one leg on the seat, lightly tugging your joggers off your thighs. the cool air nips against your exposed skin, littering it with goosebumps. 

Sero's hardening member poked against your back as Shinso played with your clit over your panties.

the dual sensations make you bite your lip to keep soft mewls of pleasure in.

you pull Sero forward and into a sloppy kiss. it wasn't as one-sided as Shinso. it was more of a mutual longing for something neither of you dared to try.