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You’re at least grateful that you rarely have to deal with all of them together anymore now that everyone has gone their separate paths after graduating from Inarizaki and being isolated on a remote farm with Kita is better than countless other options that had been discussed. But dread fills you as the holidays approach, knowing your home is going to be filled with too many familiar faces and bodies looking to reorient themselves with their favorite pet.

Fortunately Osamu is the first to arrive and you easily let him pull you into his lap, relaxing into his hold as he tenderly embraces you, hands caressing you as he catches up with Kita, neither caring too much about your silence. Both are men of few words themselves and as long as you behave, letting them hold you and love you as they please, they don’t push you to speak or reciprocate. If you imagine enough, you can almost pretend that this is what you want, that you chose to be with these two men. And you let yourself dream, moaning and submitting to them as they share you in bed, snuggling against the warmth of their bodies when you wake up tangled between them.

But when Suna and Atsumu finally escape from their tight schedules and join all of you, the facade shatters and you tremble as both men smirk at you, Atsumu far too loud and overbearing right from the start and Suna not much better despite his silence, his piercing eyes enough to strike fear deep inside of you. They are not nearly as accommodating towards your passiveness as Kita and Osamu. Atsumu has always been so demanding, selfish, relentlessly exploiting every bit of you until nothing but an empty shell was left. And none of this has changed.

You flinch when you’re instantly pulled into a crushing embrace, the only thing you can feel and smell is Atsumu Atsumu Atsumu. His hold is too tight, his hands invasive as they immediately grope and squeeze every part of you he can reach. And then you taste him as he crashes his lips against yours painfully, his teeth sharply nipping at your lip until you're forced to let his tongue swirl past your opening.

“Come on, Atsumu. Don’t hog her all to yourself.”

Suna has always been on the quieter side, but when he does choose to speak up, you know it never bodes well for you. You know better than anyone that behind that disinterested facade lies the most sadistic and cruel member of the ex-Inarizaki team. Even Kita knows better than to step in too much, careful eyes watching just enough to assess that you’ll at least live through whatever they have in store for you. And with a wave of his hand he seals your fate.

“At least have the decency to put down your stuff and take this to a separate room. We’ll join later. Don’t do too much damage please.”

You always forget how cruel the two of them can be, hot tears pricking at your eyes when they ravage you, demeaning words spewed at you left and right as their cocks stuff every one of your holes.

“You’re so fucking quiet all the time. It pisses me off. If I wanted to fuck a doll, I would. Come on. Tell me how good I’m making you feel, how much you missed my cock, how much you love me.”

Even if you wanted to, you’re unsure if you could even say any real words around your forced squeals and moans, pain and pleasure wracking your body until all you can do is take and take and take, eyes rolling back in your head, drool trickling from your open mouth.

“Don’t be so mean, Atsumu. It’s not her fault that we’ve literally fucked her senseless. I don’t think there’s anything behind those pretty eyes. Isn’t that right, babe? You’re just our stupid slut who can’t get enough of any of our cocks. A whore who needed four men to satisfy her because one isn’t enough.”