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"Your place is so nice Atsumu." I complimented. "Thanks. My mom picked it out." Atsumu opened his huge double doors. "You liar. I did because mom got sick of your crying." Osamu went monotoned. Suna stifled a laugh.

Atsumu huffed and opened the door. I gasped looking at his marble floors and high ceilings. "This is so— wow." I walked towards the kitchen. "He sure does know how to keep this place clean." Suna confessed. "That's the nicest thing you've said all year." Atsumu awed. Some pieces of hair fell over his face.

"Besides this." Osamu placed his index finger down wiping dust off his counter. "Damn." I began to take my shoes off. "She getting comfortable." Suna grinned at me. "Duh. Y'all got comfortable in my recording studio." I went to take them to the front door.

"The way she walks is so addicting." Atsumu looked me up and down. "I'm sure she knows that." Osamu put his hands in his hoodie pockets. Suna sat back with his elbows on the kitchen counter. His tongue poked in the side of his cheek slowly relaxing his jaw.

"How about I start a movie or something. And make fun of the dumb ass people in the horror movies." Osamu turned to both suna and Atsumu. "Sounds like a plan. I'll help you." Atsumu walked beside him. "I got the snacks." Suna walked over to the cupboards.

"Damn was that a walk." I made my way back to the kitchen. Everyone was gone but suna. "It couldn't have taken you that long." Suna tossed a few bags of chips on the counter. "I got lost." I frowned sitting on the counter. Suna walked in between my legs, putting his hands on my thighs.

"How come you aren't with the twins?" My hands went around his shoulders. Even with an advantage of the counter he still managed to tower over me. "I was getting snacks for them. But I think I found another snack." His hand kept roaming around my thighs and waist.

"I can say the same." My hands scooted back to his jaw. Sunas jaw clenched at the slightest touch of my hands. "Come on. No one will know." Suna touched foreheads and noses with me. "Then give it up." I whispered.

Suna sighed and leaned in.

Suna plunged his tongue in my mouth, getting first hand experience on my tongue piercing. I kissed back desperately with my hands roaming in his hair. I won.

Suna tilted his head digging deeper for more access. His hand rests lower on my waist eventually down to my ass. His grip grew stronger as we pulled apart from each other. We caught our breaths and stared into each others eyes. "We just did that." I blankly said.

"Can I do it again?" Suna rested his hand on my neck. His cold rings and tattoos showed out to me the most in a attractive way. "Please do." I begged.

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MOVIE ROOM!

"How did she fall?" Atsumu laughed. "No seriously." Suna rested his hand on my inner thigh. The twins couldn't see since we were under covers, though Osamu, is very clever. "Yo suna can you get me a water from the kitchen?" Osamu called out. "Yup." Suna sat up. His hand went off my thigh, letting the cold air rush on the spot where sunas hand was.

I frowned tucking my knees to my chest. "She's stupid." I tried to play it off. "Very." Osamu turned back to the tv. The room sat silent with the eerie music playing as the woman ran from the killer.

Suna came back shortly with the water and handing it to Osamu. "I'm sorry pretty." Suna whispered and got under the covers again. His hand went back on my thigh. Re-warming his spot. "Y/n." Atsumu said looking up at the ceiling.

"Hm?" My body jolted. "What's it like being with the top 3 aces right now?" He said. I thought for a second. All of them are really triple threats. Singing , dancing, acting, and Osamu with the extra step of producing.

"That's a good question." I leaned my head on sunas shoulder. "It seems nice. You guys are seriously chill people and I fucks with all of you." I looked over at them. "Y/n I'm blushing." Atsumu dramatically fanned himself. "Thanks y/n. I feel like you'll make a perfect fit with us." Osamu circled his hand around us.

"Thanks. I seriously thought I was going to be alone in the music community." My hand trailed on sunas thigh. He twitched instantly. "But suna, when did you start doing dance and singing, and all of that?" My hand continued to rub his thigh.

Suna looked down at me still with intense eye contact. "It started when I was sixteen. I enjoyed both volleyball and music at the time." His hand rested over mines. "He did love volleyball. Either path would of gotten him fame." Osamu said.

"I've seen. You guys were pretty awesome." I complimented. "I was AWESOME." Atsumu sat upright. "I saw you loose against this team in orange. I forgot their name." I snapped at him. "Fuck you." He slouched in the couch again. "Stop acting out here. You don't know me." Suna whispered.

"Then let's leave." I whispered back. Suna looked at me with a dry expression. He turned away intentionally ignoring my comment. I scoffed.

"Oh. Atsumu." Osamu held his phone up. Atsumu hummed and looked at his brother. "It's 5:00. We have a meeting." Osamu sat up. "Can you drop me and y/n at my house? I'm not finished hanging out with her." Suna tossed the blanket off us.

My legs shivered under my jean pants. "Oh sure. Hop in." Osamu digged in his pocket. "How many places am I going today?" I sluggishly rolled off the couch.

"Do you have a under boob tattoo?"

"Gosh no."

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"This is nicer than Atsumu's place." I waved my arms around. "I keep it clean. Just in case someone comes over." Suna emptied his pockets, dumping his stuff on the kitchen table.

"Aw. That's cute." I turned over to him. "So what were you saying earlier?" He walked up to me. I stepped back with the slightest movement, "what do you mean?" I tilted my head. I genuinely forgot.

Suns furrowed his brows and looked at me once again. Oh, yeah.

"We're all alone." Suna snaked his arms on my waist. "I guess we really are." I bit my lower lip. "Come here." His hand cups my jaw. I couldn't help but lean in again. Our tongues collided once again, the sounds of our mouths sucking on each other filling the kitchen.

We wobbled back towards his couch, with me under him. "You seemed nothing like this when I first met you." Suna stood between my legs. "Neither did you." My legs went around his waist. Suna smirked pulling his shirt up by the bottom corners.

Is this really happening?

"Sexy." I coo watching his body tense at my touch. His tattoos didn't stop from his arms but to his chest and lower. "Sit up pretty girl." Suna lifted my body up. I looked up at him not breaking eye contact.

"I wish I could fucking destroy your ass right here." Suna tugged at my shirt. I removed it for him, watching his eyes light up. The black lace bra surely caught his undivided attention.

"Why can't you?" I leaned back. "Fuck." Suna sighed.

We made out again.

This time it felt more serious. My hands were on him, his hands were on me, I was ready, and I'm a thousand percent sure suna was. Suna sat me on his lap caressing my back in the heated make out.

"You're so fucking hot." Suna groaned with his hands firmly on my waist. I couldn't respond to his comment with his hands making me feel all types of ways. I was going to respond until somebody's phone rang.

I turned around to see if it was my phone. It wasn't. "Excuse me baby." Suna reached for his phone. I remained on his lap in silence. Very frustrated.

"Hello?" Suna put the phone to his ear. His hand still caressing my thigh.

"What do they need me for?" Suna leaned back on the couch. His brows furrowed as the murmur grew louder over the phone. "Is it that serious?" Suna encouraged me to grind. Suna guided my hips still talking on the phone.

"Yeah— my music video does need to be recorded still." Suna stared down at my hips. I grinded faster placing my head down on his shoulder. A small whine escaped my mouth. With a few escaping sunas.

"Okay— I'll be- mmh- over in a few." Suna threw his head back. I still grinded with my arms around his shoulders and my head in his neck. Suna hung the phone up placing both hands on my ass.

His adams apple popping out whe he threw his head back made me fawn for more. His moans and whines made me grow thirstier for him. He's going to lick the wrapper next week.

"I have plans today." Suna said nonchalantly.

I sighed aloud.




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