and I was like... huh
you used to be classmates with both business law students Higuruma and Nanami... it's been a while since you've properly reconnected
TAGS: swearing, unprotected, female reader, friends to fuck buddies to lovers, oral s!x(receiving and giving), manhandling, squ!rting, creampie, praise k!nk, overst!mulation, slight tipsy reader but you're fully aware, threesome, cúckholding, throatfúcking, semi-public (you're in a cab), slight rough oral? not really
A/N: wow a w/c of ~4.6k! I'm getting back into the swing of things but seeing as its kinktober I thought why not :P Apologies for any OOC or mistakes !! ;-;
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You're all settled into the city now, the last couple of boxes from your move have been stored in your bedroom closet because, well, out of sight out of mind, right?
Getting out of college had been the most freeing experience, both mentally and physically. The constant stress-induced headaches had finally subsided and you'd even managed to get back into your barely-there fitness routine. Your roommate was as sweet as could be, even if she was a little innocent at times.
Being an assistant at a law firm wasn't as glamorous as the films made out really, you spent most of your time fanning your face from the sheer heat of a packed office and hiding stocking-covered feet under your desk so that no one could see you were temporarily relieving yourself from the prison that is high-heels.
This was the job that you wanted, and it was what you were expecting really but... you thought to yourself sometimes. Was law what you picked because it was a high-earning job, or was it because both your best friends were following that direction?
Hiromi and Kento... You think about them most days, especially after you and Mio went out drinking and ended up a bit tipsy and flustered.
One blonde and one with pitch black hair, both of them taller than you in a way that makes you blush like a schoolgirl to think about. You definitely thought there was something there, but after graduating the stress of moving to the city and finding a job as soon as possible had left you a bit...isolated.
They'd been the best parts of your years studying, Kento the more sensible and kind boy that had always been there for you to comfort you, always offering you a home cooked meal and a shoulder to lean on. Incredibly smart too, he always knew how to help with coursework even though it was completely different to yours, and more than once you'd thought about crossing that friendship line, but the thought of losing such a rock in your life made you second-guess.
Hiromi was the more playful of the two of them, always dredging up some trouble after a couple of beers after class. More than once you'd found yourself between Hiromi and scratchy cotton sheets. That strong nose... yeah. Makes your pussy ache just thinking about him - if he wasn't so headstrong about being a gentlemen when it came to women you definitely would have tapped that.
You sigh as you staple the last couple of court files together, another classic case of a man taking what he wanted after he became bored. God, what a soul sucking job. You were just about to consider clocking a few extra hours to get ahead of rent when Mio texts you.
Drinks🍻?
"Oh, Mio..." You bite your lip as your thumbs hover over your keyboard.
You really shouldn't. Drinking only gets you into a state, and there isn't exactly an abundance of adequate men around you - some might do in a pinch, sure, but none of them make you cum or even pretend to care that you haven't.
Every night you go to bed used, angry, and only the tiniest bit satiated.
You're just typing a polite decline to your roommates offer when your boss, that slacker, walks over to your desk and puts his hands on the clean and shining wood.
"Nothing better than eye candy at work," He smirks, lecherous and insulting. If this wasn't the best paying job in the area, you would use your stapler for something other than shitty printer paper. "You stayin' tonight again, gorgeous?"
You groan in disgust at him, quickly typing to Mio that you were on your way as you got up, slipping the file into the mesh metal basket perched next to those grubby hands.
"Actually, just finished. Please tell Mr. Kong that everything he needs has been filed."
"I think-" Your boss starts, still smirking even as you cut him off and slide past him expertly. Seriously, you had to get a better job.
"I apologise, but I have an important event to get to this evening." You say smoothly, tapping the down button for the elevator, and thanking every god possible as it pings near instantly. You step in and make eye contact. "Enjoy the rest of your night, Mr Yamada."
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"You totally should have got his number!" Mio giggles into her beer, the foam sticking to her cute pink lipgloss and giving her a little white moustache. You shake your head with a laugh and take a sip of your own. "He was totally into you!"
You peek over the rim of your glass carefully, looking at the guy on the other side of the bar with a slight heat stirring in you. He was totally your type, tall with long black hair that ends in subtle spikes.
He has eyeliner smudged at the corners of his eyes, and black gauges in his ears, the baggy black sweatshirt he was wearing only adding to his entire demeanour of classic 'sexy and I know it'.
"I don't know Mio....the last guy was the absolute worst." You groan, burying your head in your arms on the table, your eyes peeking over your forearm to continue watching Hot Guy regardless. Absolutely shameless, but you haven't had an orgasm in a while and his hands look pretty big and tempting as he taps the counter.
"That's because your standards are so high!" Mio insists, twirling her honey-coloured hair as she nods at you with determination. Bless her heart. "There's like, plenty of reasonable guys!"
"I don't think wanting to cum is a high standard, Mio." You laugh, breaking into giggles as she turns pink and whines your name in embarrassment, glancing back as if Hot Guy heard you both.
"C'mon! He's going to leave!" She whines more, practically stamping your foot in a mini tantrum as you sigh.
"Fine! Fine, I'll go for it." You're dragging your feet but honestly, he does look like he'd know what he's doing, and he's definitely hauntingly beautiful.
Just as you raise yourself out of your seat, a slightly taller, slender man with white hair and gorgeous blue eyes reaches Hot Guy, not-so-subtly smacking his ass before koala-ing and plastering himself to the mans back.
Typical.
"Oh." Mio pouts, somehow more put out than you are. "Maybe they'd want a third?"
"Mio!" You burst out laughing, not expecting your innocent friend to even consider that. "Who do you take me for?"
It's a fun night, you have to admit for all your reluctance to go. The atmosphere is particularly lively tonight and there's plenty of men to gawk at as you pout and talk to Mio about what to invest in next for the apartment - maybe a nice sound-proof room to stop scarring her so much.
"Ooo! Look at them!" Mio squeals out, pointing not so subtly behind you, her pink flushed face a dead giveaway for the amount of drinks you've both knocked back. Your eyes follow her fingers as you turn a bit more subtly than Mio.
At first, you think she's got alcohol-induced amnesia as you spot Hot Guy and Gorgeous Guy huddled together, and then your spine is suddenly tingly and your thighs pressing together as you spot her newest targets.
It can't be. No fucking way.
There, sat opposite Hot Guy and Gorgeous Guy, is two men in expensive looking suits. One with a classic white shirt and dark blue tie to accent it, the other in a grey suit and pale blue shirt, a yellow and brown spotty tie sticking out.
The same tie that you gifted to Kento the day you all graduated, alongside a strong looking wrist that housed the watch you'd gifted Hiromi.
"It can't be.." You gape, mouth fully open as you just stare, the need to be subtle flying out the window as you feel yourself get wet at just the sight of them. Suddenly, you wish you'd drank just a bit less.
Because dammit, they looked good. Four years had definitely done them justice. For starters, Kento no longer had that cute emo haircut with the side-bang that showed a lot of attitude. It was a tapered cut and the blonde had darkened just slightly, enough to show off his strong jaw. He'd also broadened out, not that he was ever that small to begin with.
Those forearms, Christ. You watched the way his arm flexed and veins popped as he was talking and drinking, his face in that permanent scowl you used to lay in bed teasing him about.
And Hiromi...
That frat boy grin he always sported was gone now, yes, but his features were even more defined than before, that strong nose that you always dreamed of riding seemed more solid, alongside sharp eyes and cheekbones as he nodded at whatever Hot Guy was saying. He'd also filled out, strong arms rested on his knees as he leaned forward for conversation.
Mio was nudging your leg.
"Who are they? You know them?" She was practically bouncing in her seat waiting for you to reply, curled hair bouncing with her.
"That's..." You take one last second to look, before turning back to Mio with a red face as you shift in your seat to get the friction away from your pussy and onto your thighs instead. You knew you shouldn't have worn such a short skirt with lace panties. "Higuruma and Nanami. I went to college with them a while back, that's all."
"Oh that's all?" Mio giggles again, but she suddenly sits back and adjusts herself, coughing and mumbling something you can't quite hear as she does so, her blush now extremely obvious.
"What was that?" You ask, leaning in and looking concerned before a hand on your shoulder stops you dead in your tracks, it's large and very warm.
"I said I think they saw you looking." Mio says guiltily as she grabs her purse off the table and smiles at the person, or persons, behind you. "Have a nice evening! I'll stay at Hachis!"
And then she's gone, pink tulle skirt bouncing as she leaves the door, a gust of cool wind hitting your flushed cheeks hard, making you inhale sharply as you still stare dumbfounded at the vacant seat in front of you.
"It's been a while since we've seen you, hasn't it Hiromi?" Kentos deep smooth voice says as his fingers press into your shoulder, somehow making the ache between your thighs that much more unbearable.
"It has. Around four years, I believe." Hiromi replies, his reserved voice unusually tense but he's so close to you that you can feel his breath against your neck, causing all your skin to prickle.
You clear your throat, trying to regain some kind of composure as you stand, brushing your sweaty shaking hands down your tiny skirt as you sway on shaky feet, Kentos hand never leaving you as you stammer around looking for your purse.
Hiromi appears in front of you, a small smile on his pale face as he hands you the stupid small black bag you'd been looking for. His fingers brush yours as you practically snatch it from his grasp, breath hitching as you feel his warmth against your tragically cold hands.
"Well, I should get going really." You stammer, shimmying away from Kentos hand and wanting to cry at the lack of contact - but really, you didn't want to see them both for the first time in years when you're tipsy and practically dripping onto the seat beneath you - you have some class. "I'll leave you to Mr Hot Guy and co."
"Mr Hot Guy?" Kento mumbles, resting his chin on your shoulder as you whimper, immediately wishing you'd instead just died on the spot from the way they both freeze.
"Umm you know," You laugh and wave your hand, vaguely gesturing behind the three of you as you continue to try and walk through Hiromi. "Black bangs, eyeliner, gorgeous long hair."
"Geto?" Hiromi questions as he gets an expression like he's sucked a lemon from the discard tray. You would laugh if you weren't about to drop to your knees out of horniness. "He's.... taken."
"Yeah, yeah." You nod in agreement, fanning your face as Kento hands you a cold glass of water from wherever. You gratefully take a sip before handing it back to him, noticing briefly his look of amusement. "Yeah taken by Mr Gorgeous. I noticed. You know, Mio was about to set the three of us up."
"Set you up?" Hiromi choked out, before coughing politely in his hand and pointedly looking at Kento, who was still annoyingly close to your back, his smooth strong hands now holding your hips to his.
You ignored the obvious reaction from his own privates in a hope he'll be just as gracious. He's always been a gentleman, your hopes aren't totally in vein.
"It's alright," You laugh nervously, stumbling forward and apologising into Hiromi's chest as he catches you before you could totally embarrass yourself. It's solid, and you have a sudden intrusive thought of licking his abs and panting into his neck. "Um! No worries, a missed threesome is not that devastating-"
"Who said you would miss your opportunity?" Kento questions smoothly, a chaste kiss gets pressed into your neck and your pupils blow wide as you look at Hiromi, who, now that you notice it, looks kind of flushed himself. "We wouldn't be gentlemen if we didn't get you home safely. Right, Hiromi?"
"Exactly." Hiromi replies, except he sounds significantly more strained than Kento. "Let's get a cab."
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The ride to presumably yours was... a legendary test of self-restraint to say the least. Nanami rode in the front, making pleasant conversation with the driver to allow Higuruma the distraction to trace his fingers up your inner thigh, nails scratching just lightly and enough to drive you insane, your panties drenched already just from some light petting.
You were trying to make light conversation with him, afraid that the driver would look at you through that rear view mirror and kick the three of you out, but he was driving you insane, your pussy throbbing and making it impossible to focus on anything but them.
"Your law firm, they're successful?" Hiromi graciously offered you the start of another painstakingly long conversation, his fingers dancing at the hem of your lace panties and making you clench around nothing.
"T-they're certainly something," You reply, your teeth biting into your lip so hard you're worried you'll break skin. Your hips subconsciously move towards his hand for some kind of contact, some relief, and he grins like a shark at you.
"Oh, you like it there, then? Kento and I were thinking about transferring.." His voice drones on, but you don't hear any of it, because his lithe fingers have gone past the band of your panties, trailing over your pussy and finally rubbing soft little circles over your clit.
Your eyes roll back and your knees spread almost obscenely across the leather seats as you forget about having to be any kind of subtle, you let out a small moan but it must have been louder than intended because Kento coughs politely from the front seat, glancing at you with a disapproving look in the mirror before continuing whatever conversation he and the driver were engaged in.
The thought of Kento watching you had you wetter than you thought, and you bit your lip again and scrunched your eyes shut as Hiromi dips a fingertip into your hole, barely an inch in as you rut your hips down like a whore in heat. It was incredible, the tension has your heart thrumming against your chest as your thighs tingle with the threat of an oncoming orgasm already despite not even getting into a bed yet.
It was everything you thought getting with them would be like, you can't even understand why right now they've decided to break all their boundaries - but you're incredibly thankful.
Just as you are about to beg Hiromi to put more fingers in the car is rolling to a stop, and Nanami is politely thanking the driver and opening his door. You watch in a horny daze as Hiromi brings his fingers to his lips and you whine, too out of it too be embarrassed as the driver looks at you curiously, before there's cold air on your thighs and Kento is practically carrying you to the front door.
You used to sit across from Kento in the library and dream about the way his lips were always so pink, his eyes always seemed to track everything you do, those strong hands acting so delicately against the thin pages of the books you were studying.
You can't help but sobbing out his name now as his head disappears between your thighs, thick and wet tongue sliding through your folds and lighting you up from the inside, your head falling back against impossibly soft pillows as Hiromi curses to your left, his hand leisurely stroking his dick as he watches the two of you.
"Ken," You sob out, your hands reaching down to clutch desperately at sandy blonde hair as he starts eating you out like a man starved, as soon as you tug the smallest amount he's groaning into your cunt, making you sob in response. "Fuck, 'ts too good"
Tongue swirling around your clit, he glances up at you and you clench around air as his hungry eyes lock onto yours, so blown out from pleasure that they look less hazel and more full-blown black, his lips already split-slicked with white webs of your arousal connecting you both.
He licks his lips and moans, strong hand moving to hold your thigh up as you try to clench them together in response - "You're so sweet, should have done this years ago. Should have taken care of you."
"Both should have." Hiromi chimes in, already across the room and climbing across the bed to hover above you, his nose brushing yours as the gorgeous pink flush on his cheeks spreads to his chest, hand still moving as he watches Kento spread your lips and bite his lip.
"Please." You whimper, your core is absolutely soaked, your juices leaking against the sheets as Nanami just watches the way your puffy cunt quivers at the lack of touch and stimulation. "Ken, 'Romi."
"Fuck," Hiromi breathes out, and you shimmy down the bed as much as you can in Nanamis' grip so that your face to face with his dick, mouth practically watering as you watch him jerk himself off.
It was perfect, thick and girthy, not too long but it had a curve to it that had you wishing it was rocking against your g-spot already. His spongy tip was an angry red that was almost purple, silky white pre-cum gathering at his tip before he swipes it away with his thumb, moaning as you drool at the sight.
"Been dreaming of this," Hiromi grunts as he fastens his pace, obscene slick sounds filling the room as you gasp, Nanami returning back to kissing and suckling your sex. "You've stayed in my mind all these years, darling."
"That's sweet," You croak out, tears gathering on your lashes both at the admission and at the fact Kentos' long strong fingers are pumping in and out of you steadily, hitting your g-spot with scary precision. "Been thinkin' of you both too"
You don't wait for another soppy moment, too overwhelmed already to confront whatever feelings are developing, so you lean forward and wrap your lips around Hiromi's tip, moaning as soon as the salty-bitter taste of his pre-cum hits your tongue, the spongy tip throbbing as you suckle gently, placing your hand underneath his as you clumsily follow his pace.
"Shit, so fucking perfect, spoiling me," Hiromi rambles, usual calm demeanour gone in the wind as he rocks his hips back and forth, unfocused eyes watching you as his mouth parts open in constant gasps as he fights the urge to throat-fuck you like he wants to. "Such a pretty princess, all soaked and gushing over Kentos arm"
You moan pathetically around him, tears leaking steadily down your cheeks and taking your mascara with them as you double your efforts, your pussy clenching obscenely as you reach your tipping point.
Kento must have felt it, because he moves his free hand to lay it on your lower stomach, pushing lightly on it as he moans at your immediate spasm, and garbled sobs.
"That's right honey, feels good doesn't it? You look so perfect, so good for me and Hiromi." Nanami says breathlessly, his own hips rutting against the damp sheets as he watches you struggle to keep in rhythm with Hiromi.
"I won't last," Hiromi hoarsely whispers, and you feel a sense of pride that you might not be the first to finish, a complete opposite to how you normally feel. "Shit, she feels so good Ken, so warm and wet for me. Stretchin' around me."
Your peak is dangerously close, your pussy is leaking like a faucet and that spongy spot inside of you being stroked so insistently has you seeing stars, almost delirious from the heat of it all, your eyes rolling up as you let Hiromi use your throat like a fucktoy as he gets nearer.
"That's it, good girl." Kento praises, though he doesn't look much better than Hiromi, practically panting as his hand speeds up, two fingers turning to three as he pistons them in and out, his other hand pressing insistently. "Come on, cum for us honey, you can do it."
You choke on a sob as that blinding white pleasure hits you, a whine-like-scream forcing its way from your occupied throat as you shake and cum all over Nanami's fingers, a second wave hitting you almost instantly and your eyes shoot open in disbelief as you feel yourself squirt messily all over your friends (?) forearm, making him moan unabashedly as Hiromi apologises before pulling out of your sore throat.
You whine at the loss before gasping as hot streaks of cum hit your tear-stained cheeks. Thick and heavy against your lashes as it splashes rope after rope against your soft skin, your eyes flutter open as you watch Hiromi gasp and struggle to keep his own eyes open through it.
You're about to ask about Kento, before you feel a thick head nudge against your wet opening, stretching you open impossibly wide compared to his fingers, making you choke on a whine as you throw your head back against the pillows again.
"Fuck, so fucking tight, sweetheart," Nanami grits out, a soothing thumb stroking your thigh as he pushes in and bottoms out, the feeling overwhelming you as you just accept it, tits bouncing as he thrusts forward a little. "Shit, so perfect. Can't believe we let you walk away."
Hiromi, who was dazed, now nods in agreement, leaning down to kiss you deeply, slightly stubbled chin grazing you as licks inside your mouth, moaning at the taste of himself as he does so. It's all-consuming, the way both of them have their entire attention dedicated to you.
A strong hand cups your tit, squeezing softly before a thumb flicks against your nipple and makes you sob again as you feel that electric pleasure thrum you despite how hard you've already cum tonight after months- no years - of non-intended edging.
Nanami is looking absolutely wrecked as he rocks in and out of your sweet pussy, your juices spilling around him and causing his hips and thighs to shine in the low light as he fucks you like a lover. His honey hair is plastered to his forehead as he throws his head back in pleasure, soaking wet sounds filling the air as you and Hiromi continue to make out in front of him.
"M not going to last sweetheart," He pants out, apologetic as he moves a hand down to toy with your swollen clit, making you hiccup into Hiromi's mouth at the almost-painful overstimulation. "Sweet pussy too perfect for me, you're too perfect honey."
You whine into Higurumas' mouth, and he pulls away to shush you, before craning his neck back to lick into Nanami's mouth, making you gape and clench at the sight. Your orgasm is almost frightening at the pace it barrels towards you, thighs burning as Nanami continues to fuck you like he was made for it.
"Ken-" You gasp, the pressure on your clit combined with the hits against your soft g-spot making you race towards your peak as your hands claw the sheets next to you. "Fuck, Romi"
"You going to cum together?" Hiromi rasps out, a fucked-out look on his face as his equally as blown out pupils flit down to watch Nanami fuck the juices out of you as he pulses near his own orgasm. "Make a mess for me? Hm?"
That's all it takes, the combined knowledge of knowing they're both waiting for you as well as the fact they both enjoy each other just as much is what has you whiting out, orgasm practically spraying out as it flows down both yours and Nanami's thighs as you shake and sob out both of their names.
Kento swears, almost a shout, as he starts to cum, thick spurts of cum shooting into you as he leans down and crashes his lips to yours, kissing like you're his lifeline as his orgasm lasts for what feels like minutes as Higuruma just praises the both of you in sweet whispers, delicate fingers stroking wherever they can reach.
There's so much cum that it flows out from the sides, making a sticky sweet mess of the both of you as you both pant into each others mouths, impossibly hot.
You're vaguely aware as he pulls out, whining at the loss and grimacing at the instant flow of cum that follows before you feel yourself drifting to a sweet state of satiated as the two men catch their breath above you.
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The morning is so incredibly comfy and soft that if it weren't for the tired ache in your thighs you'd assume that the night before was all an elaborately made up dream. I mean, what are the chances of both of them being at the bar that you frequent with Mio?
You ask them as much, and smile around the rim of your coffee mug as Nanami coughs into his pastry with a blush and Higuruma suddenly finds the newspaper that's at least two weeks out of date on the table interesting.
"Well?" You ask amusedly, your voice a little husky as you talk and you attempt to clear it with slight embarrassment.
"Our mutual friend Gojo, he recognised you from a picture we both have." Kento sighs, embarrassment and resignation tinging his words as his hazel eyes look at you apologetically. "He might have mentioned you frequent the bar, and invited us to see for ourselves."
Hiromi joins the conversation then, as if to back his boyfriend (?) up.
"Of course, we should have just reached out to you." He does look slightly upset with himself, and you reach a warm hand out to his and squeeze it gently.
"It goes both ways, right?" You say warmly, before laughing lightly, making them both curious. "Holy shit, we could have been doing that for at least four years!"
"Don't remind me" Kento grumbles right as Hiromi says "We can make up for lost time?"
You hum, already planning to call in sick.


















