Spicy Oikawa Tooru x Reader

Cucking + Tag Team

WARNINGS: double penetration, threesome, dirty talk, cucking (someone having sex with another's partner in front of them), use of the word slut, mention of blood 

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getting tooru jealous is pretty easy, just talk to another guy in front of him. so that's what you do. you're talking to someone from class, right in his view as he comes to pick you up. tooru walks up to you with narrowed eyes. he puts on his fake smile and grips your wrist in his hand, "hey random guy! i'm tooru oikawa, this ones boyfriend. nice to meet you." he drags you off his car before the guy gets to respond. he opens the car door for you and you hop inside, happy about the way he slams the door behind you. he comes around the car and gets into the divers seat grabbing his phone from the little compartment under the console. you look over and see him texting iwaizumi, too quick for you to read much. you're confused but don't say anything as he pulls out of the parking lot of your college, starting the drive back home. 

he pulls into your driveway and gets out of the car walking to the door, iwaizumis car is already in your driveway too. you get out of the car and follow tooru inside. iwaizumi is sitting on your couch, watching a random movie, deadpool maybe? tooru sits on the armchair, reclining it back a bit. you stand there and he waves a hand to the couch next to iwaizumi. you furrow your eyebrows and sit. iwaizumi turns to you and hums, glancing to tooru who just gives him a nod. he pushes you onto your back, climbing on top of you. he slides his hands under your shirt, pulling it up and over your head before doing the same to his own. you blush, confused but a little turned on, aware of toorus gaze. you try to look over to him but before you can iwaizumi grips your chin in one of his hands, "eyes on me, not him." 

you nod slowly, still so confused when he leans closer and closer until his lips brush yours. your hands move up on their own accord to tangle in his hair and you can hear a noise of protest from toorus chair but iwaizumi doesn't stop, doesn't pull away. he does, however, move down your neck, sucking small marks into the skin there. he's goes down your chest to the edge of your bra, reaching behind you to expertly unhook the material with one hand, toorus never been able to only use one hand. iwaizumi growls, "i can sense you comparing me to that asshole. stop it." 

you mumble out an apology and he takes one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue over it. you let out a small sound of pleasure, arching your back just slightly. he slides a hand down your side to your bare thigh, pushing his hand up your skirt to where your panties would have been covering your hole if you were wearing them. you can tell he's surprised when his fingers nearly slipped into you by the way he jerks his head up to stare at you. you give a small smile and shrug. he shrugs back and decides it'll be a good idea to shove those two fingers all the way into you. your head falls back and you gasp, fingers tightening your grip on his hair. he hisses and you let go, embarrassed. 

a few minutes later and he's naked on top of you, lining himself up with your hole. you nervously glance to the side, looking to tooru whos biting into his lip so hard blood is dripping from it. you feel guilty then angry at tooru for putting himself through this. iwaizumi -no, hajime, he's about to fuck you, you might as well use his first name- narrows his eyes at you and pushes the tip into you, making your attention come back to him. he smirks down at you, hands framing your head on the couch. 

he slams the rest of him into you in one fluid motion. the muscles in your legs tighten around his hips. he's not as long as tooru but he's thicker, the stretch leaves that dull burn that you oh so adore. he pulls himself almost completely out of you before slamming back in, sending spikes of pleasure up your spine. he gets steadily faster and impossibly harder in his thrusts, making you gasp and whimper and moan and whine. 

soon enough his skillfully angled thrusts are sending you to the tipping point. you cant do much other than scream out moans or scratch your nails down hajimes back. he growls softly in your ear, loving all the pretty sounds you're making for him. you stutter out, "i-i'm close h-h-hajime please-" 

he moves his hands to your waist, gripping your hips and pulling you back on his thrusts. you arch your back obscenely and open your mouth in a silent scream. a few seconds later you feel his warm cum spurting onto your stomach. you turn your head to look at tooru and see him with his legs spread, dick definitely hard inside his gray sweatpants. he hasn't wiped away the blood from his lip and it somehow just adds to how hot he looks. hajime notices where your eyes are looking and he motions tooru forward. 

tooru comes scrambling out of the chair over to the two of you. hajime steps away from the couch and tooru strips off his pants before replacing hajime between your legs. he smiles down at the scene below him, his girlfriend with a red face, messy hair, cum on her stomach and a marked neck. although he knows he wasn't the one to do this he's just happy you got to feel good. he hums, "my turn~" he wastes no time teasing, he's too pent up, and slides all of himself into you slowly. 

you whine, "tooruuuu i just finished- give a girl a second." 

"hmmm... no." he starts to slowly thrust himself in and out of you, savoring the moment for himself. no more than 10 minutes later hajime walks back over, wordlessly picking you up and sliding his body under yours. tooru sneaks a hand down and pauses his thrusting, sliding a finger in along side his dick. your eyes widen, "no- no! you cant, that's too much!" hajime chuckles in your ear, "i know that's not your safeword~" your face turns red and he hums, putting his chin between your shoulder and neck before propping himself, and you, up on his elbows. he looks down at where toorus slipped in a second finger and smiles. 

tooru scissors open his fingers inside you and you whine, "tooru please- you cant surely think you'll both f-fit?" 

"i'm sure we'll fit, you are my slut right? sluts can take anything inside themselves~"

"....you're explaining to the d-doctors why my fucking vagina is ripped."

he giggles his stupid adorable giggle and pushes a third finger into you before spreading them out. you hiss out a curse wondering if this is what it feels like to have a child. the burn is only getting bigger, tears stinging the corners of your eyes. hajime notices and moves one of his hands to wipe your eyes, "shhh it's ok. it's ok. it'll feel good in a second."

and of course he's right. in no time it starts feeling great, you love it, you feel full but you want more, "i-i think i'm r- nng~ ready." tooru grins and slips his fingers out of you before wrapping a hand around hajimes dick. he giggles and sing-songs, "no homo~", before lining hajimes dick up with your stretched hole. hajime rolls his eyes and pushes his hips up to get the tip of himself inside you. you hiss, you should've asked for a fourth finger. 

soon you're comfortable and hajime is snug next to tooru inside you. he locks eyes ugh tooru from behind you, and they both start roughly thrusting into you. you scream out, this feels so much more different than just one, they feel different. they're both different temperatures, hajime is slightly colder than tooru. it feels good... really fucking good. you try to say to but al that comes out is moans and screams. your brain turns to mush as they go even harder, even faster. hajimes hand slides around your side and slides down to your clit, flicking his fingertips over the bundle of nerves. 

your body spasms as your vision whites out. you tighten around them as your second orgasm floods over you. 

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when you "wake up" you feel warm and you notice you're in the bathtub. you're squished between two bodies, far too many for this tub. tooru notices your awareness and tilts his head up to look at you, "if you wanted me to get jealous you could've just asked."