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“You wanted our attention that bad, you fucking slut?”
”Hah?!” Kageyama snarls in disbelief, pressing his forearm across Oikawa’s chest when he grasps onto the fabric covering the brunette’s shoulder. “What the fuck are you talking about?!”
Iwaizumi hasn’t spoken a word, but it doesn’t make him any less terrifying. The ace stared at him from over Oikawa’s shoulder and Kageyama felt like he was looking into his soul. A hand on his jaw that smushes his cheeks together brings his attention back to the narrowed doe-eyes.
“Tobio-chan,” Oikawa says in that stupid, fucking patronizing tone of his and Kageyama feels the warmth of his breath brush over his cheek. “We all know what’s happening here. Don’t lie, hm? It’s not a good look.”
Kageyama grits his teeth, flashes of the dance taking over his mind - a certain blonde pressed close against his senpais. He uses his hold on Oikawa’s shoulder to shove him roughly away from himself.
“Lie about what?” Kageyama raises his eyebrow and finally flashing that shit-eating grin that he knew his Oikawa-senpai hated. “Atsumu-san is a good dancer. I was having fun. In fact… I was having so much fun, I was thinking of letting him take me home.”
Kageyama steps up to Oikawa until he could press his lips against his ears and speaks mockingly. ”Maybe I would have let him fuck me.”
He meets Iwaizumi’s eyes even when whispering in Oikawa’s ears. “Maybe I would have gotten on my knees and begged for it… Either way, it’s not like it’s any of your business, ne?”
Tobio steps back and stares at the both of them, his expression cooling into something emotionless. “Are we done here?” Kageyama hopes they say no, despite his words. “I want to get back to Atsumu before he lea-”
His words trail off into a squeak as a hand tangles itself in the back of his head, he hadn’t even realised Iwaizumi had gotten close enough to touch him- what the fuck, and yanks roughly on the strands until it feels like his neck is about to snap. “He talks too much. We should’ve gagged him with something as soon as we got here.”
Kageyama feels himself flush at the words coming from Iwaizumi. The ace was speaking to his boyfriend like he wasn’t even there and Kageyama hates himself for the shiver that goes up his spine from the sudden spike of arousal.
Oikawa stands to Kageyama’s side due to having moved out of his boyfriend’s way when he reached for the ravenette. “I was thinking we’d give him the chance to be good, but Tobio-chan loves to be a pain, don’t you? What happened to my cute little kouhai? My good boy?”
”Fuck you!” Kageyama seethes despite the warm feeling in his chest and gasps at the sting that comes from Iwaizumi yanking him forwards by the hair until they’re face-to-face. Iwaizumi considers him and he shudders at the feeling of being manhandled like it was nothing. He tries not to give them the satisfaction of a reaction when Oikawa presses close behind him, effectively sandwiching him between his lover and himself. Kageyama hates how his mind flashes back to the image of seeing the blonde between them yet again and hates the flash of hot, blinding jealousy he feels right after.
”You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” A tongue drags up the side of his throat and he’s surprised to find that the words had come from Iwaizumi and not his Oikawa-senpai, who was currently burying his face into the spot that connects his shoulder to his neck. He tries and fails to hold back the shudder that wracks his figure at the warm, wet feeling. “Stretched out nicely between us, every inch of you filled and tainted by us, yeah?”
Oikawa groans and thrusts his hips forwards at the idea and Kageyama almost pales at the unsurprisingly large hardness that brushes against his ass. Is that his wallet? There’s no fucking way… He wants to smack the smirk he can feel pressed against the side of his neck when Oikawa catches onto his shock.
He’s forced to lean his head back on Oikawa’s shoulder by the heavy hand that presses against his throat as Iwaizumi noses at the other side of his neck and Kageyama is left wondering if he was currently trapped between bloodthirsty vampires. He daringly presses his hips back, staring right into Iwaizumi’s eyes challengingly. He grins widely at Oikawa’s surprised hiss and the slender, sturdy fingers that dig into his hips.
”I think it’s funny you guys could even handle me.” Kageyama drawls, maintaining his heavy-lidded eye-contact with Iwaizumi. “I know first-hand that you’re all talk. Isn’t that why we won the Spring Interhigh Qualifiers? After you practically promised me your victory? How did that turn out for y-”
The fingers invading his mouth cut off his sentence, keeping his tongue pinched between them. His breath hitches as he feels Oikawa nuzzle his ear with his nose and croons. “We never said you could talk, Tobio-chan.”
Iwaizumi’s warm hands had slipped under his fish-net shirt, finding purchase on his bare abdomen. Kageyama feels feverish with the skin on skin contact. “We’ll let you off this time, Tobio. Just because you didn’t know any better.”
Even if Oikawa’s fingers hadn’t literally caught his tongue, Kageyama’s words were caught up in his throat. He exhales heavily through his nose, trying to keep up the steady composure that was slowly crumbling due to how overwhelmed he felt with the turn the night had taken. His senpais take his inevitable silence as compliance and he’s rewarded with kisses on the side of his face, and his neck. Kageyama’s knees almost buckle from the soft gesture and the butterflies that swarm his stomach.
After everything that’s happened, it’s the kisses that get me. He muses in his head, glad that he had the older boys to rely on when it came to keeping upright, not that he’d ever admit it aloud. He’s taken out of his daze, jolting between his senpais when he hears the door creak open. His wide, sapphire eyes travel over to the figure that stands in the doorway as the fingers fall out of his mouth, though they still remain connected to his lips by the strand of saliva that follows them.
Keeping the door ajar with a dainty palm pressed against it, stands the pretty blonde from earlier. His tear-streaked face twisted up with disgust as he regarded the trio ahead of him. It seems the earlier events weren't enough of a message, nor was the room’s vibe, because the door swings shut behind him as he steps further into the tile-room.
Kageyama remains flustered from the words of his senpais that were still hanging in the air, but the blonde mistakes it as the embarrassment that came with being caught doing something you weren’t supposed to be doing.
”You know, when you boys left my side,” The blonde hums, a melodic tone that further enhances the boy’s pretty boy appeal. “To go running to be someone’s Knights in Shining armor, I thought it’d be someone that had everything I didn’t have and more.”
His tone is dangerous as he comes closer, the sound of his dress shoe’s heels clacking against the floor bounces off of the tile walls. Kageyama wonders why his senpais hadn’t moved away, but he’s pleased on the inside, not wanting to lose the warmth that their bodies exuded. It almost felt like they were shielding him from danger. I don’t need protecting. The tsundere side of his pops up in his mind, like an annoying sibling does when they come into your room without permission.
”The darkness out there does you really well,” Kageyama’s eyes meet the blonde’s hazel ones when the blonde jabs a thumb over his shoulder and points at the door, seeing the rage that was brewing within them and he feels both Iwaizumi and Oikawa tense up. “Because in the light? I don’t see anything but a good-for-nothing whore. I bet they just came to you because they knew you’d be an easy lay.”
When Kageyama stays silent to try and maintain his anger, the blonde takes it as a means to continue with his venomous words. “Don’t fool yourself. Once they’re done with your loose, flabby hole. They’ll leave you. And you know who they’re going to come running back to? Me-”
Iwaizumi and Oikawa both open their mouths to speak up, therefore making them incapable of keeping up with the sudden whoosh they feel between them as Kageyama breaks free from their hold and lunges across the washroom with murderous intent.