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Her name is Jessica, but people call her Jessi for short. Her close friends call her Rabbit or Bunny because they say she's a baddie with an hourglass figure like Jessica Rabbit. Her best friends are a group of 10 guys; Daichi, Kuroo, Kenma, Bokuto, Akaashi, Suna, Osamu, Atsumu, Iwaizumi, and Oikawa. Despite seeing her as a baddie physically, they treat her and think of her as one of the homies. They will talk about things guys only talk about with each other with her or when she's around. They don't see her as a girl they would ever be in a relationship with and they are all so cool and comfortable with each other that it doesn't feel weird. Nothing weirds them out in their friendship.

She lives alone in a large condo, but they are always there, having keys to her place and coming and going as they like. It's like having roommates, but they have their own places, even though they crash at hers often. They keep the fridge and pantry stocked up because they are always there eating and using things. They all do a biweekly shopping run, the 11 of them and 3 baskets, walking around and tossing in whatever they want, then splitting the cost.

She sees them the same way. She's well aware of their physical hotness, but she could never imagine being in a relationship with one of them. They're too close and their friendship is perfect. No need to mess with perfection…

One night Daichi, Kuroo, Iwa, Bo, and Oikawa were at her place hanging out. They weren't doing anything special, just watching TV and making conversation. She sat on the couch between Kuroo and Bo, Iwa and Oikawa on the smaller couch, Daichi in the chair. Jessi was trying to focus on the TV show as it was the one she selected and really wanted to watch. Unfortunately the guys weren't interested and had started up a conversation that filled the air with unnecessary testosterone and all of it was quite distracting, and annoying.

Jessi: Yo shut up. All this macho imaginary dick measuring is annoying. If you really want to know who has the bigger, better dick, just pull them out and I'll be the judge.

She chuckled. It took her a few minutes to realize the room had gone quiet. She looked around and they were all staring at her confusedly.

Jessi: What? Did I weird you girls out?

Iwa: Shut up. No. I mean, kinda.

Daichi: You asked to see our dicks. What did you expect?

Jessi: For you to show me your dicks. Duh.

They stared at each other and back at her.

Jessi: They're just dicks! It's not that serious. I mean I understand if you're uncomfortable, and don't want to show me. But if you're just scared…stop being a pussy and pull it out.

Kuroo: You're really trying us right now with these insults Rabbit

Iwa: You're gonna regret it later

Jessi: Bring it semi strong man. I beat your ass in our last wrestling match.

Iwa: The fuck are you talking about. The only thing you did was smack my ass over and over crying for me to let you go.

Jessi: Beat…ass. I didn't lie. Now, back to the topic at hand. I've become curious. Line 'em up and let me see.

She looked between them, but no one moved.

Jessi: Ooooh. My bad. Did I put the little dick squad on blast? Don't wanna show what you're not working with.

There was a collective growl throughout the room and she tried to hold in her laugh as they started to stand and line up in front of her.

Now that they were standing there she realized just how amusing this was, but she tried not to let on, seeing how far they would go.

Jessi: Alright! Drop 'em boys.

They couldn't believe they were doing this, it didn't make sense, but they were challenged and refused to back down.

Slowly they pulled their shorts down their hips a little and pulled out their cocks.

It was quiet.

She was holding in the smile and laugh that was trying to erupt from her at the fact that they actually did it.

They were feeling very oddly exposed. They played sports before so seeing another guy's cock and them seeing theirs wasn't that big of a deal. And even Jessi seeing it didn't feel like that big of a deal because she was…Jessi. It was just the situation. And this damn silence.

Jessi: Ummm

She stared, really looking at each of them. A dick is a dick, but they aren't all created equal. Some were show-ers and some were grow-ers and because of that it was difficult to truly assess and compare if they weren't at full capacity.

Jessi: Well alright. Let's do this shall we.

In one swift move she lifted her shirt and bra, flashing her tits at them.

Bo: Whooooooooooa!

Once all jaws had dropped, and eyes were staring at them, she gave them a little bounce and squeeze. After a few seconds she covered them and assessed the effectiveness of her action.

Iwa: What the fuck Jessi?

Jessi: I can't judge them if they're soft. That's not fair. So I initiated the process. Looks like it worked.

They glanced down at their harden cocks.

Jessi: I'm sure they get harder than that, but this is enough for now. Before I continue, is everyone comfortable.

They slowly nodded. No point in backing out now. Plus the night was getting interesting and she might have more surprises.

Jessi: Consent is key boys. Use you're words.

She smirked.

Bo: I'm comfortable

Kuroo: Good to go

Daichi: Let's just get this over with

Oikawa: I'm good

Iwa: You little shit. Go on.

She chuckled and uncrossed her legs, crawling to one end of the couch, her face positioned in front of Kuroo's cock. Their eyes widen at how close she was to it as if she was really examining it. Their eyes widened even further when she slid her hand under it and lifted it up. She gently maneuvered his cock, running her fingers across it and his balls, bouncing it a little, rubbing her thumb over the head.

Jessi: Be right back!

She jumped over the side of the couch and ran out of the room.

Bo: What the fawk is going on?!

Oikawa: I have no idea, but when is it my turn?

Iwa: Jessi's lost her shit

Daichi: Apparently we have too

He motioned towards them lined up with their cocks out

Kuroo stood with his eyes closed. They'd been closed since she first touched his cock.

Kuroo: I don't know what's going on, but if she keeps touching my dick like this, we're gonna have a problem, and I am not saying sorry

She slid back into the room on her socks and jumped over the back of the couch. She had a measuring tape, pen, and paper in hand. She took a few minutes, writing something down, then turned her attention back to them.

Jessi: Sorry. Needed to make notes.

She smiled.

Jessi: Where was I?

She reached out and grabbed Kuroo's cock again, rolling it around in her hands.

A low groan escaped his throat and she chuckled, but continued on.

Jessi: Leave it out for me just in case I need to come back.

She moved on to Oikawa, who smiled wickedly.

Oikawa: Don't fall in love down there

She rolled her eyes, the other guys scoffed, and Iwa smacked the back of his head.

Jessi: Just hold still princess

He scoffed.

She gave him the same treatment, and he sucked in air harshly when her hands touched his cock.

They all looked at him.

Iwa: You good?

He chuckled.

Oikawa: Her hands are cold okay!

Daichi: Yeah, sure

He chuckled.

Next was Iwa. His body stilled when she touched him, but soon relaxed.

Next was Bo. He giggled when she touched him.

Bo: They are cold. And soft.

Everyone chuckled and shook their head at him.

Last was Daichi and he clenched his jaw under her touch, watching how close she was and how she held and examined it.

She smiled, making the last of her notes about Daichi's.

Jessi: Everyone good?

All: Yeah

Bo: So who wins?

He was way too eager. She laughed.

Jessi: Be patient. One final test.

She smirked and looked between them.

Iwa: Are we supposed to guess what it is?

She chuckled, shaking her head.

Jessi: The final test is…the taste test.

Oikawa happily laughed out loud, even though he meant to keep that to himself.

Bo's entire jaw dropped and he looked between her and his cock over and over.

Daichi choked on absolutely nothing.

Iwa looked at her like she had a third eye in her mouth.

Kuroo raised his eyebrow in a nonverbal, "WTF?".

She couldn't help but burst out laughing. They looked at each other, rolling their eyes, figuring it was her being a little shit.

She stopped laughing and smiled at them.

Jessi: Let's begin.

She crawled back down to Kuroo, positioning herself in front of him.

Iwa: Wait! You're serious?

Jessi: Yeah. Unless you guys are uncomfortable.

Bo: Nope

Oikawa: Go for it

Iwa: Nah

Daichi just shook his head

She glanced up at Kuroo and he had a sly smile

Jessi: Okay let me clear this up. I'm not sucking your dicks, you dicks. Some of you must have really enjoyed the examination cause I can see precum. So I figured why not. Cum tastes different depending on the guy so it's a good thing to test. So all I'm doing is swiping a little precum and giving it a taste.

There was a collective groan that none of them meant to let out.

Jessi: Yeah, yeah. Calm your dicks. And if you don’t have any precum yet choke some out before I get to you.

She turned her focus back to Kuroo's cock, noticing more precum had leaked. She smiled and used her thumb to collect some, bringing it to her tongue and sucking.

There was another collective groan.

She picked up her notepad and made a note, then moved to Oikawa who's cock had just enough precum for her to get a taste. He held in his groan has her thumb rubbed his sensitive head.

She made her notes, then moved to Iwa. He was slowly rubbing his cock, his eyes on her, precum thick and about to drip. She let it drip unto her thumb and collected more from the head.

A low growl escaped his throat watching her suck her thumb.

Again she made notes and moved to Bo. He has hard as three rocks, standing motionless, precum covering his head. She swiped some away and his stomach buckled, but he held in his moan.

Lastly there was Daichi, his thick precum pooled at the tip of his cock. He clenched his fist as she swiped it away and took it into her mouth.

She made her final notes, crawled back to the middle of the couch, crossed her legs and smiled at them.

Then she burst into laughter until tears pooled in her eyes.

Kuroo: Care to let us in on the joke

Jessi: You let me play with your dicks

She burst out laughing again

They glared and groaned, slowly starting to pull their harden cocks painfully back into their shorts

Iwa: Asshole

Jessi: Wait, wait, wait. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh. I actually took this seriously. It was fun.

Iwa: You had fun, but now my dick's about to be blue. I'm not laughing.

The other guys nodded their heads.

She sighed.

Jessi: Ugh. Crybabies. It's not like I made you do it. You obviously had fun too or else you wouldn't still be saluting me through your shorts.

She laughed again.

Daichi: You get a time out Jessi

Jessi: Noooo

Guys: Yeeeeees

Time out meant they wouldn’t spend time with her for a while. She's only had a few timeouts, and she hated them.

Jessi: Okay, okay. I understand. Blue balls and all. And you guys were nice enough to entertain me. Soooo, how bout this. One final test.

Oikawa: What now?

Daichi: No

Jessi: You don't even know what it is.

Bo: Will it make my dick stop hurting?

Jessi: Yes!

Kuroo: We're listening

Jessi: Last test…cum load

They looked confused.

Jessi: You guys jerk off, them cum one at a time so I can see how much you produce

Iwa: We went from you touching our dicks, to us touching our dicks

Daichi: Wasted afternoon

Jessi: Ugh!

She sighed deeply, and quickly lifted her shirt, exposing her tits to them once again.

Jessi: Stop being pussies and jerk off to and on my tits.

Bo immediately grabbed his cock and started jerking, his eyes glued to her tits as she squeezed them.

The other guys groaned and hesitated, but slowly joined.

She watched as they jerked, licking their lips, staring at her as she played with her tits. It was quite arousing which she didn't expect.

One at a time, they approached her, cumming all over her tits until they were covered.

She smiled wildly when they were finished, way more excited and if she was being honest, turned on, than she should have been.

After they all cleaned up they sat back in their original positions as she went through her notes.

Bo: So who won?! Me right? I'm the biggest. No doubt.

Oikawa: If she was only judging size it would have been over as soon as we dropped our pants idiot. Besides size isn't always that important.

Iwa: You gotta stop fucking with them weak girls. They're bigging your ego for no reason.

They all laughed.

Jessi's eyes widened.

Jessi: Oooo! I wonder if I can get the other guys to do it to. Then I could have a full list, and rate you all.

Iwa: I want the results

Kuroo: Yeah

Jessi: Oh come on. Isn't it better to say you were number 3 out of 10 instead of 3 out of 5. You could be better than 7 guys instead of 2.

They all groaned, knowing she got them again.

Oikawa: How do we even know they will do it?

Jessi: You guys should tell them how much fun you had letting me play with your dicks. If that doesn't work then…they playing for team D. Gotta be.

They all slowly shook their heads.

Iwa: Whatever. We'll tell them.

Jessi: Sweet

Jessi's Boys

Oikawa: YooHoo!

Osamu: Is nasty

Suna: Facts

Atsumu: Disrespectful heathens

Akaashi: I have to agree. It's kinda gross.

Kenma: Taste like chocolate chalk

Suna: Wet chalk

Kenma: 🤢

Oikawa: Anywayyyyy! We need to talk about something.

Osamu: Go for it

Oikawa: Well, so…

Oikawa: Iwa-chan, Daichi, Bokuto, Kuroo and I were all hanging with the little bunny earlier

Kenma: We know…

Akaashi: She invited us all, but we had to work

Atsumu: Did you guys do something really fun without us?

Suna: Better not have

Oikawa: We did. So it started with us watching TV.

Iwa: Shut up. I knew we shouldn't have picked you to tell them.

Kuroo: This is not a storybook tale.

Osamu: He really was like "Once upon a time"

Daichi: Let me just tell them

Bo: Jessi played with all of our dicks and graded them, then let us jerk off on her. Now she wants you guys to let her do it  too so she can judge us all. I'm still gonna win. 😤

5 minutes later

Suna: Kuroo…what is your bro on?!

Kuroo: Suddenly he's only my bro

Akaashi: Did that really happen or did Bokuto just dream that up. He has weird dreams.

Daichi: That is basically what happened. Yes.

Atsumu: Wait a damn minute!

Atsumu: So while we're slaving away at work, you assholes are getting your balls tickled by our homegirl?!

Oikawa: There was no ball tickling. Just a little touching of the balls.

Bokuto: It did kinda tickle though.

Osamu: WTF?!

Suna: Say psych right now!

Kenma: Yeah…cause…yeah

Iwa: Do you want her to touch your dicks or not?! It was weird at first, but then it was kinda hot, even though it's Jessi.

Daichi: Then it was hot because it was Jessi

Oikawa: Her tits are fantastic FYI

Bo: YES!

Kuroo: Especially when they're completely covered in all of our cum

Osamu: 😶

Atsumu: 😶

Akaashi: 😶

Kenma: 😶

Suna: TELL JESSI WE ON THE MF WAY!

Iwa: Roger

The remaining five boys excitedly arrived at her place, joining the others. She happily gave them the same treatment, receiving the same shocked, excited, and amused responses. The five not participating found it amusing and strangely arousing to watch. After she finished she needed a little time to compose the results, so they started a movie while they waited.

Jessi: I'm back bitches! You ready for my results?!

They paused the movie, and turned to her as she wiggled her way between Kenma and Akaashi on the couch.

Jessi: So, I want to start off by saying thank you for letting me play with your dicks. I took it very seriously and enjoyed myself.

They chuckled and shook their heads.

Jessi: Now, this all started with a who has the biggest dick competition but I added lots of other criteria because it's not always about the size and there are other things that make dicks great. At least in my opinion, which is what you asked for and what the hell you're getting. So instead of ranking you 1 to 10, because it would kill so many egos, I appointed everyone a worthy title based on assessment. Is everyone okay with that?

Bo: But I thought one of us would be the winner.

He frowned.

Jessi: If you didn't win would you be unhappy?

He nodded.

Jessi: I know. So shut it. I'm trying to avoid that.

Iwa: Just get on with it.

She flipped him off.

Jessi: Alright. Here we go…and these are not in any order so don’t cry about it…

Jessi: The “your big ass dick matches your big ass body” title goes to…Bo!

They all laughed and he grinned.

 Jessi: Seriously…that thang is dangerous. Plus the head mushrooms. Like…I’m scared. It’s heavy as shit. So are the balls. No hair…gold fucking star. You taste like freaking meat! Eat some damn fruit. But it wasn’t terrible. You produced…so…much…like…I’m scared. All in all, I’d definitely fuck you…slowly. A bitch tryna live ya know.

They erupted into laughter, but her words slowly sunk in.

Bo: Wait, you'd what?

Jessi: Fuck you

They all stared and blinked. Eyes darting around the room then falling back on her. She wasn't sure what the confusing was. She said what she said.

Jessi: Alright next we have the “your dick is very pretty, but you’re very shitty” title, which goes to…Oikawa!

Iwa laughed the loudest. Oikawa frowned.

Oikawa: At least it's pretty.

Jessi: Not too big, not too small. It was very pretty and smooth. Groomed nicely. Didn’t really taste like anything, and you didn’t produce a lot and it was a bit thin. Not that that is a bad thing. All in all, though you’re a princess, I’d still let you hit.

Oikawa: Of course you would

He smirked. Everyone else rolled there eyes.

Jessi: Anywayyyy, next we have the “you’re going to kiss the inside of my stomach…and I’ll allow it” title which goes to…Kuroo!

A sly grin took over his face.

Jessi: Average girth, but that length is noice. Texture wasn’t completely smooth, but not too rough. Just because you can’t get your bedhead to cooperate doesn’t mean you need to leave your other hair unattended. I know the bitches you fucking be turning their heads and wiping little hairs from their tongue on the sly. Fix your shit.

The room erupted in laughter, even Kuroo laughing himself.

Jessi: You tasted pretty good, and produced a decent amount. Not too thick though. All in all, I would most definitely fuck.

Kuroo: Noted

He winked, making her laugh.

Jessi: Next up the “it’s always the quiet ones” title goes to…Akaashi. It was so pretty, neatly groomed, not too smooth or rough, not too heavy, looked very inviting, and tasted a bit sweet. It was much bigger than I expected. I apologize for underestimating you and all in all would let you punish me for it, as hard as you wanted.

Akaashi eyes widened and he simply nodded his head and chuckled.

Oikawa: Punish?

Iwa: Hard?

Jessi: Moving on!

They all smirked to themselves.

Jessi: Next up the “ Creampie King” title goes to…Samu.

He smirked and lightly chuckled.

Jessi: First off, that thang looked delicious, well groomed, smooth-ish, felt great in my hands, great size, and taste…really good actually. But that cumload…spillage. That’s all I can say. Gotta change the sheets. It’s thick and there is soooo much. It would definitely just ooze out. All in all, I’d definitely let you fill me up and ruin my sheets.

Osamu: I'll buy some more

He said that with a straight face and she couldn't help but laugh

Jessi: Next we have the “you’re a cocky big cock bastard” title which goes to…Tsumu .

He laughed and playfully stuck his tongue out.

Osamu: Ew

Atsumu: Shut up hater

Jessi: You annoying little shit. I just knew your dick was small, because why would you get to be that annoyingly cocky and smug and have a perfectly fuckable dick. Like…why? It looks nice enough, but you need to cut your grass. It taste like…you need to eat your vegetables. It’s nice and big…but not as big as your brothers. The cum is a little thin, but that’s not bad. All in all…I’d let you fuck.

Osamu burst into laughter, right in his brother's face.

Kenma: Damn, that felt like a roasting session

Suna: I know right

Atsumu: You're a real brat Jessi.

She stuck her tongue out at him. He stuck his out in return.

Atsumu: She still said I could fuck so I don't care

Jessi: Yeah, yeah. Next we have the “your dick looked fucking delicious and made me want to put it in my mouth” title which goes to…

She paused longer this time. The boys were all curious, eyes wide at the thought of her putting one of them in her mouth. But who???

Jessi: Daichi!

He didn't mean to smile as hard as he did, but he couldn't help it.

Atsumu: Seriously? 10 dicks to suck and you would pick his?

Jessi: Who's dick would you pick?

Atsumu: Mine, obviously

Jessi: By all means, please start sucking

The room erupted again and he flipped her off.

Jessi: Back to what I was saying. That thang is faaaaat, smooth, shiny head, a little heavy, nicely groomed, cum taste like a balanced diet, and it was thick and enough for a nice creampie. All in all, I would most definitely fuck.

Daichi's grin wasn't as wide, and he didn't verbally respond, but the way he stared right through her was enough to let everyone know that he would happily oblige.

Jessi: Almost done. Next is the “if I would have known that was in your pants every time I sat on your lap, I probably wouldn’t have sat on your lap…with your pants on”

Suna: Long ass title

They all chuckled.

Jessi: and that title goes to…Kenma!

Kenma looked up from his PSP, and smirked.

Kenma: Yuh

They laughed.

Jessi: So…yeah…skinny gamer boy's packing a pretty weapon of mass wall destruction. Smooth and shiny and feels good to touch, but for the love of…eat your freaking veggies!

He grimaced and they laughed.

Jessi: Like…I’d swallow it or whatever, but like. Ugh, I’m packing your lunches from now on. All in all, I’d happily ride your joystick.

Kenma smirked.

Kenma: Free food too…winning

He went back to his PSP.

Jessi: Final two!

Kuroo: Who's left?

Suna and Iwa raised their hands.

Jessi: Well these will be pretty obvious, but here we go…

Jessi: The “sleep really does a body good” title goes to…Suna.

They all laughed, knowing who it was before she even said his name.

Jessi: That thang is quite nice. Like, I didn’t want to stop playing with it. I liked how it felt in my hand. I wanted to rub it against my face. Not super fat, but longer than most. Perfectly sized actually. It tasted like…jelly sticks. And therefore I shall now start calling you “jelly stick dick”. All in all, I’d definitely sit on your jelly stick and suck on it all day.

Suna just blankly stared.

Suna: You gon make me act the fuck up!

Every burst into laughter, Jessi in tears. Suna didn't laugh, just smirked. He was serious.

Jessi: Alright, well I guess we all know who the last one is.

She looked at Iwa and playfully glared.

Iwa: Love you too boo

She fake gagged and they laughed.

She sighed deeply.

Jessi: Fine…here it is. The “I see why you’re a dick because your dick is fucking perfect” title goes to Iwa.

Oikawa: Perfect?!

His face was twisted in disgust. Iwa had a smug smirk on this face, his tongue lightly licking his lips.

Atsumu: The fuck?

Bokuto: So he wins?!

Jessi: There is no winner! Shut your holes!

Jessi: Now back to Iwa. Ugh. I fucking hate you. Like...ugh. It’s all smooth and shiny and fat and long and feels good in my hands, and nicely groomed and tastes sweet and cum is thick and would creampie and…ugh. Die already. All in all…I’d let you…just ruin me…anyway.

She waved her hand dismissingly. Iwa winked when she made eye contact, feeling quite pleased with his title. She rolled her eyes.

Jessi: So this was fun. Everyone have fun?

She smiled widely.

Kuroo: Surprisingly I did

Osamu: It was pretty entertaining

He gave a smug smile to his brother who rolled his eyes

They all agreed that it was fun or entertaining enough even while a few whine about there not being a clear winner and discussing which title was actually better

Jessi: Cool. I love when we do dumb shit together.

She smiled.

Kenma: When don't we

Suna: I know right

Daichi: It'd be weird if we didn't

Atsumu: Seriously

Jessi: Alright, I need food!

She jumped from the couch and went to raid the kitchen. They all watched as she disappeared from the room. Atsumu pulled out his phone quickly sending a message.

Jessi's Boys

Atsumu: I'm gonna fuck her!

Everyone's phones chimed and buzzed, eyes widening.

Jessi's Boys

Suna: WTF?!

Osamu: Calm your dick down bro

Daichi: Seriously

Atsumu: So I'm the only one that wants to?!

Iwa: No one said that, but…it's Jessi

Kenma: Exactly

Akaashi: This was just a stupid game, like all of her other stupid games

Atsumu: So you don't think she would actually fuck us all even though she said she would and spent the day playing with our dicks and tasting our cum…

Kuroo: I mean…

2 minutes later

Kuroo: Yeah I got nothing. I'm with Tsumu. She said she wanted to fuck and I would happily take her down.

Atsumu: Thank you!

Oikawa: Yeah…me too

Bokuto: Most definitely

Iwa: And everyone is cool with the fact that we aren't like this with Jessi. She's one of the homies. Not a girl we would date, or even think of like that?

Atsumu: We're not talking about dating. I wouldn't date her. Ew. She's the bestie.

Suna: Yeah she is. No dating.

Suna: But yeah…she could ride this jelly stick

Atsumu: Exactly!

Oikawa: Iwa-chan don't act like you weren't staring at her like you'd rip her apart when she gave you your title

Iwa: …

Iwa: I definitely would

Akaashi: But should you though? Should any of us?

Atsumu: You guys do what you want, but I'm tryna fuck. Not ruin the friendship or jack up what we all have and get all messy and shit. Just fuck.

Suna: I'm here for it

Osamu: Yeah…me too I guess

Daichi: I think we all need to agree. We don't need someone catching feelings one day and then get jealous. We need to agree that Jessi does whatever she wants with whoever she wants and none of us should care.

Kuroo: I agree. Don't fuck up our group.

Atsumu: You know I agree.

Daichi: Is there anyone that doesn't?

2 minutes later

Kuroo: Guess that settles it. Jessi is still just the homie. We're all just homies. And whatever we do with Jessi is just fun.

All: Agreed!

Jessi walked back into the room, looking up from the bag of chips she was digging into the bottom of. All eyes were on her, subtle smirks on everyone's lips.

Jessi: What's going on...

Chapter Text

The whole gang was chillin at Jessi's, game on the big screen, couch pushed back, bodies here and there. The table was full of food and drinks, paper plates and plastic cups scattered across the floor, everyone a little buzzed at this point, some more than others. Suna scanned the room from where he sat on the floor, back against the front of the small couch where Oikawa and Akaashi were sitting. He was looking for the bottle of vodka when he remembered last seeing it with Jessi, which meant it was probably empty. He glanced in her direction where she sat on the couch between Bokuto and Iwa, typing into her phone, jaws sucked in around a green jelly stick, holding it in place.

He completely forgot whatever it was he wanted, the only thing running through his mind being…"All in all, I’d definitely sit on your jelly stick and suck on it all day.". It's not like he'd forgotten what she said. It lived rent free in his head on repeat. But with the way her lips were wrapped around it, and with the smallest amount of spit glistening at the corners, and with the way she just slurped to suck that spit back in…he couldn't think of shit else.

Suna: Yo Jess

She looked up, placing her phone in her lap, taking a bite out of the candy before pulling it from between her lips. Suna groaned and took a deep breath.

Suna: You gon act funny after we fuck?

The game forgotten, everyone's attention was turned to Suna, then Jessi as they waited for a response.

Jessi: The fuck are you taking about?

She was highly confused and it showed all over her face.

Suna: Last week you said you would fuck us. So when we fuck are you gonna act all emotional and shit like girls do.

She flipped him off with both hands.

Jessi: At least half of you are bigger pussies when it comes to feelings and emotions than I am

Oikawa: Who's in that half?

Iwaizumi: He who speaks first…

Iwa laughed. Oikawa was the only one unamused.

Oikawa: Shut it Iwa-chan

Atsumu: 'M not in that half

Osamu: Ya are that half

Jessi: You all know who you are so shut up. And if we were to fuck of course I wouldn't act funny. Fucking and feelings are two separate things and you can have one without the other. I'd be more worried about you clowns falling in love with me after getting all my good good.

Their eyes briefly darted around the room.

All of them: Nah

Suna: I'm good on that

Kuroo: No problems there

Bokuto: I can do it without feelings

Kenma: What are those?

Akaashi: Infectious diseases

Daichi: No worries

Atsumu: Ya already know

Osamu: That yer a piece a shit. Yuh we know. But yuh, no feelin's.

Oikawa: You'll be the one catching feelings little bunny

Iwaizumi: That's not what she'll catch fucking with you

Oikawa is offended and speechless.

Iwaizumi: I'll always hate your ass so no worries here

She flipped them all off and sarcastically smiled.

Jessi: Assholes

They quickly glanced at each other and smirked.

Jessi knows she said she would fuck them, but she was just joking…for the most part. It would be crazy, stupid even to fuck her best friends. And there are ten of them so that would be…and it would make her a…very satisfied woman.

Jessi smirked to herself, mind made up. She would definitely hook up with any of them if the opportunity presented itself.

Jessi's Boys

Osamu: Tsumu ur such a liar

Suna: facts

 Bokuto: 💯

Iwa: Like we would believe that shit

Kuroo: I'm offended

Daichi: Same

Atsumu: all of u can kiss my ass! i'm not lyin!

Oikawa: There's no way you slept with Sakusa's older sister

Akaashi: She's so far out of your league

Kenma: Way way out

Kuroo: And too smart to sleep with you

Osamu: or even talk to u

Iwa: And too fine to be desperate

Oikawa: Wait isn't she into girls?

Osamu: she will be if she ever fucks him

Akaashi: A waste

Atsumu: yeah yeah. keep it comin. she's too this she's too that

Atsumu: she's also a vegan but she put my meat in her mouth

Atsumu: so all of u can just shut the fuck up and except the fact that i beat her back in

Atsumu: and i have plans to do it again this weekend

Atsumu: i'll send u bitches some selfies while i'm balls deep

Kuroo: *accept

Osamu: DUMB LOSER!

Kenma: Tragic

Iwa: I'm fucking dead

Daichi: I refuse to except or accept

Suna: i can't breath bro

Akaashi: Even Bo knows the difference

Bokuto: sure do

Bokuto: hey wait

Oikawa: My sides hurt. I needed that.

Atsumu: i need new fuckin friends

Osamu: and a dictionary

Atsumu: FUCK U SAMU!

Osamu: u can't! just like Sakusa's sister

Kenma: Savagery

Atsumu: u assholes act like i don't bag baddies all the fuckin time

Kuroo: Who?

Daichi: When?

Bokuto: what?

Akaashi: Where?

Osamu: how?

Atsumu: fuckers

Suna: speaking of baddies

Suna: anyone fuck Jess yet?

Atsumu: i'd tell u if i did

Kuroo: Yeah we know

Akaashi: Are we supposed to tell each other about it?

Bokuto: Kashi you slept with Jessi!

Atsumu: b4 me!

Daichi: Seriously?

Suna: no fucking way

Akaashi: No

Akaashi: I was just asking if we should even tell each other if any of us do. It just feels weird to talk about her like that.

Daichi: Yeah let's not disrespect her

Atsumu: oh i'm definitely fuckin her

Atsumu: and i'm definitely tellin u lames…respectfully

Osamu: piece a shit

Suna: be for real. it's Jess. she knows we're already talking about it. so it's whatever.

Suna: i'm definitely letting you know when I hit

Iwa: She definitely knows

Kuroo: And it's not like we're competing. If it happens it happens.

Bokuto: we're all gonna be curious and ask anyway

Daichi: If we do talk about it don't give details. Just tell us it happened.

Oikawa: Back to the original question. Has anyone done it yet?

2 minutes later

Bokuto: guess not

Atsumu: good i can still b first

Daichi: It's not a competition so let's not act like it is. Remember she's our friend and we're not just trying to sleep with her.

Atsumu: right. sorry dad

Daichi: On sight Tsumu

Kuroo: Hahahaha. You know how much he hates that.

Osamu: u lost last time lame ass better not provoke him

Iwa: You tapped out so fast

Bokuto: i kinda felt bad for you

Kenma: I have pictures

Suna: i have video

Atsumu: fuck off i get it!

Akaashi: Back to Jessi. Is everyone still good with this?

Suna: i definitely am. she is bad af.

Suna: i mean i always knew that but once i started looking at her for real

Suna: like as a girl

Suna: she's fucking bad

Daichi: Can't argue with that

Iwa: Facts

Osamu: no lies

Atsumu: so fuckin bad

Bokuto: she always wears the tiniest shorts

Iwa: Thick ass thighs always out

Daichi: Her ass is…

Osamu: disrespectful

Atsumu: her tits r perfect

Kenma: She never wears a bra

Kuroo: What?

Kenma: How else am I supposed to say that?

Kuroo: Whatever you little shit

Oikawa: How did we not notice that?

Suna: because she wasn't a girl before and we didn't look

Daichi: I'm pretty sure she was

Suna: you know what I mean man

Bokuto: i'm surprised Kenma noticed

Kenma: I like tits so…

Kenma: And her place is like a freezer so it's obvious

Kuroo: As perceptive as ever

Kenma: Yuh

Akaashi: So I guess this means that everyone is still good

2 minutes later

Atsumu: awesome meetin adjourned

Osamu: surprised u could even spell that

Iwa: You know he googled it

Kuroo: Definitely

Suna: had to

Atsumu: FUCK OFF!

Jessi got situated in bed, snacks around her, drink within arms reach on her nightstand, remote in hand. She scrolled to her show on Netflix, ready to enjoy her night but was promptly interrupted by the vibration in her sheets. She rolled her eyes at the sight of his name, but smiled and opened the message nonetheless.

Cocky Bastard

Tsumu: sup bun

Jessi's eyebrow raised, a playful smirk appearing on her lips. She could already tell this was about to be more interesting than whatever she was about to watch.

Jessi: What do you want Tsumu?

Jessi: You only call me bun when you want something or you're under the influence of something.

Jessi: High, drunk, or both?

Tsumu: y can't i just hit up my good friend? i'm hurt.

She rolled her eyes. He was most likely high.

Jessi: Okay. I'll play along. Sorry if I hurt your feelings good friend. What's up?

Tsumu: i accept ur apology

Jessi: *except

She couldn't resist. She loves Atsumu but jokes at his expense are the best.

Tsumu: wait what

Tsumu: thats not right

Tsumu: right?

Tsumu: dammit bun u confused me. i had to fuckin google it.

Jessi was slumped over in tears. She didn't think it would actually confuse him. Poor Tsum Tsum.

Jessi: Sorry Tsumu. I was just fucking with you.

Tsumu: yeah yeah 1st u hurt my feelings and now ur being a pain in the ass

Jessi: What else is new?

Tsumu: such a dick. u ruined my mood. make it up to me.

Jessi: How Assumu?

Tsumu: i swear if i didn't fuckin luv u

Jessi: Yeah yeah answer the question

Tsumu: send me a pic of ur tits

Jessi choked on her drink, juice almost coming out of her nose.

Once she was sure she wasn't dying, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Jessi: You made me choke on my juice. I almost died.

Tsumu: u can choke on my juice (Not sent, quickly deleted but he meant it)

Tsumu: glad u made it. now u can send me a pic.

Jessi: I'm not sending you a pic of my tits Assumu

Tsumu: oh come on! it's not like i aint seen them before. u let me cum on em for fucks sake!

Jessi: My greatest regret

Tsumu: come on bun please. just one tit.

Jessi: Why do you want this pic so bad?

Tsumu: i knew u were gonna ask. cant stand u

Jessi: …

Tsumu: i'm hard af okay and I need a little help finishin. porn aint doin it for me

Jessi's eyes slowly closed and she shook her head. She's not unfamiliar with him or any of them jerking off. She's walked in on them all at some point and it didn't faze her at all, but this request was new. He would be the first to ask for something like this, idiot.

Jessi: Prove it

She never passes up an opportunity to mess with him.

Tsumu: cuse me

Jessi: You said you were hard af so prove it

Tsumu: if i send a pic will u send a pic

Jessi: Sure

Tsumu: bet hold on

Even after seeing and basically playing with his cock she still was mentally preparing for whatever he was about to send her. That and laughing her ass off.

Tsumu: here u go bun enjoy [inserted pic: Atsumu's hand wrapped around the head of his harden cock, only the shaft exposed]

She took a deep breath, cleared her throat, and burst into laughter. She wasn't surprised that he sent it. It's Atsumu after all. And as much as she hates to admit it, again, he has a really nice cock. She can even tell that he took her advice and groomed a little.

Jessi: Gross

Tsumu: liar! took u long enough to respond. like it dont ya?

Jessi: You wish Assumu

Tsumu: look i proved it ok send a pic

Jessi: Oh I'm gonna send a pic. To the group chat.

Tsumu: nooooooooooooooooo

Tsumu: Jessi don't u dare

Tsumu: i will kick ur ass

Tsumu: i mean it!

Tsumu: stop ignorin me!

Tsumu: fuicxkin ashitt!

Jessi took the briefest moment to contemplate her actions, then cackled as she hit send.

A Bunch of Dicks 🍆

Jessi: [inserted picture: her conversation with Atsumu from the point where he begged and asked to see one tit]

Iwa: WTF IS THIS!

Kuroo: Rabbit…I was eating

Bokuto: whose is that?

Akaashi: It clearly says Tsumu

Oikawa: Where were your eyes?

Kenma: I wish I didn't have any

Suna: bwahahahahahahahahahaha lame ass got exposed

Osamu: bwahahahahahaha idiot

Kuroo: You didn't have to do him like that

Iwa: Fuck him. Why do us like that?

Daichi: Seriously we never needed to see that

Bokuto: we actually already saw it but yeah don't need to see it again

Oikawa: How hard were you staring at our dicks?

Bokuto: i wasn't jerk! don't act like we weren't all staring at every single thing she was doing to all of us

Iwa: Stay on the fucking topic. Jessi respond!

Jessi: …

Jessi: Sup

Iwa: Imma fuck you up!

Jessi: bwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Suna: so fucking mean but I'm here for it

Osamu: same

Jessi: He needs some tit pics guys. Anyone want to help out our good friend?

Suna: [inserted pic of one of his pecs]

Bokuto: [inserted pic of one of his pecs]

Iwa: fuck it why not [inserted pic of one of his pecs]

Kuroo: [inserted pic of one of his pecs]

Daichi: [inserted pic of one of his pecs]

Jessi was in tears barely breathing. She knew at least some of them would be down to join her.

Atsumu: i hate u all so much

Jessi: bwahahahahahahaha

Jessi: Luv you Assumu

Atsumu: 🖕

Oikawa: I have to remember never to make you mad

Akaashi: Right

Jessi: I'm not mad at him. I just thought it was funny.

Kenma: That's even worse

Bokuto: i hate to see what you do when you're mad

Osamu: we've seen it

Suna: it's terrifying

Jessi: Can't be that bad. We're still friends.

Atsumu: tbd

Jessi: bwahahahahahahaha

Iwa: Such a little shit

10 minutes later

Cocky Bastard

Jessi: Assumu

5 minutes later

Jessi: Assumu

5 minutes later

Jessi: Tsumu

5 minutes later

Jessi: Hey fucker!

Atsumu: wtf do u want asshole!

Jessi: Are you really that mad about it?

Atsumu: what do u think

Jessi: I don't think you are

Atsumu: yeah well i think ur a dick

Jessi: Can't argue there

Jessi: If it makes you feel any better I didn't actually think your pic was gross

Atsumu: it doesn't make me feel better cuz i knew that already

Atsumu: my dick is perfect

Jessi: I didn't say all that

Atsumu: go away u little shit

Jessi chuckled to herself. Although she didn't regret her decision to send the picture, she didn't like when her friends were genuinely upset with her.

She rolled her eyes, sighed, and smirked. "Why not." She fell back on her bed, opened the camera on her phone, and lifted her shirt. She made sure only her chest was visible and took the picture.

Jessi: Soooo….forgive me?

Atsumu: never

Jessi: What about…

Jess: Now?

Jessi: [inserted pic of her tits]

Atsumu: f

Jessi: What?

Atsumu: fuck

Atsumu: i hit send to soon

Jessi: Is that a yes?

Atsumu: sure

Jessi: Tsumu

Atsumu: i fuckin luv u bun now go away

Atsumu: i'm busy

Jessi laughed at him and herself. She grabbed the remote to finally start her show but a thought quickly passed through her mind and she picked up her phone.

Jessi: You better not send that to the chat

Atsumu: fuicklin herll;

Jessi: What?

Atsumu: i was typin with one hand

Atsumu: shit is hard to do

Atsumu: and hell no i'm not sharin

Atsumu: these pretties are all mine

Atsumu: now stop interruptin me!

Jessi: Hahaha enjoy

She relaxed into her comforter, finally hitting play and stuffing chips into her mouth. That was a lot more entertaining than she expected.

1 hour later

A Bunch of Dicks 🍆

Atsumu: [inserted pic of Jessi's tits]

Atsumu: paybacks a bitch

Suna: yoooooooooo

Iwa: A bitch with nice tits

Kuroo: *perfect tits

Osamu: just this once Tsumu

Osamu: cuz u deserve it

Osamu: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Kenma: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Suna: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Daichi: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Akaashi: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Iwa: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Bokuto: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Oikawa: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Kuroo: 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

Jessi: YOU FUCKER!

Atsumu: oh hey babe

Jessi: Assumu I swear

Jessi: On fucking sight

Atsumu: calm ur tits

Atsumu: hahahahahaha

Atsumu: u deserve it and u know it

Kenma: He's not wrong

Osamu: i can't believe u sent it to him

Kuroo: Did you not expect him to retaliate?

Jessi: He said he wouldn't send it

Akaashi: And you believed him?

Suna: you definitely deserved this

Daichi: Gotta agree

Oikawa: I feel like we should say thank you

Oikawa: Thank you

Iwa: haha yeah thanks idiot

Bokuto: i saved it. is that ok?

Atsumu: of course enjoy

Kuroo: Oh I plan too

Suna: ^

Osamu: ^

Kenma: ^

Akaashi: ^

Daichi: ^

Bokuto: ^

Oikawa: ^

Iwa: ^

Atsumu: been there

Atsumu: done that

Atsumu: twice

Atsumu: but the night is still young

Jessi: I HOPE YOUR DICKS FALL OFF!

Chapter Text

Kuroo was trying really hard. He honestly was. It's been thirty minutes since he sat on the couch next to Jessi to watch a movie. He's been starting at her tits and thighs for twenty-nine of them. Bo was right about her wearing the tiniest shorts. He can't even see them, just fleshy thighs. Kenma was also right because she definitely wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples practically greeted him when he walked through the door. A part of him hated the fact that he couldn't sit next to his best friend anymore without objectifying her. A more prominent part of him wanted his best friend to sit on him and let his hands and mouth have free reign over her body. An unauthorized groan hummed from deep in the back of his throat at the sight of her tits bouncing as she adjusted her position.

"Enjoying the view?"

Jessi was very aware that Kuroo had been staring at her tits the entire time. She figured he would be a little less obvious, maybe watch the movie and sneak a peek. No. This idiot was practically eye fucking her with no shame.

"Yes."

He slowly nodded.

"Wait. Fuck. No. What was the question?"

He's eyes finally made their way to her face, only for her to laugh in his.

"Seriously you perv?"

He joined her in laughter, not having a reasonable response. He was indeed, a perv.

"Are you just gonna sit here and stare at my tits all night?"

"Of course not. I'm gonna stare at your thighs too."

He gave her his award winning, not really but it should be, sly Cheshire cat smile.

She scoffed and rolled her eyes in response, but Kuroo didn't miss the smirk that graced her lips.

"So you're proud of being a perv?"

"Of course. Aren't you?"

"I'm not a perv."

"Says the Rabbit that happily played with 10 dicks and let those dicks cum all over these same tits that she doesn't cover with a bra and expects me not to stare at when they're practically staring at me."

She narrowed her eyes at him, cursing that smile on his face and how it made one appear on hers.

"Well that was a mouth full."

His face dipped closer to hers, eyes dropping to her tits before bring them back up to playfully gaze into hers.

"I can think of a better way to fill my mouth."

Jessi's witnessed Kuroo's flirting first hand having gone to plenty of bars and parties with him and watched as he practically smiled the panties off of girls. She never could understand what he could possibly be saying to get them from a "hello" to a "oh my gawd don't stop" in less than an hour. He is literally the biggest nerd she's ever met and one of the biggest dorks coming second only to Bokuto. But sitting here with his alluring gaze fixed upon her, his smile turned up slightly higher in one corner, pearly whites on display, and his deep voice barely above a whisper breathed against her cheek had her wondering why her clothes were still on.

"Is this like…science magic or some shit? How are you brain fucking me right now?"

She refused to give in as easy as those other women. She was still confused as to how it was happening.

Kuroo burst into the least sexy laughter ever, and the juices accumulating between her thighs quickly dried. That was short lived because in the blink of an eye he had regained his composure and his lips were on the shell of her ear, his fingertips on her thighs.

"Not science magic but…we can do some experiments if you want. Let's see what happens when I do…this."

He lifted her earlobe with the tip of his tongue, closing his teeth around it, giving it a gentle tug. At the same time his hand slid down between her thighs, slowly rubbing up them, tickling her skin until his fingers reached the swell of her pussy lips. The juices were most definitely accumulating again and a small shiver rolled through her.

Kuroo smirked at the increased rise and fall of her chest, the audible breaths that she struggled to control, and the fact that she had yet to stop him. He continued on, gliding his tongue down her neck, sucking the flesh at the base into his mouth. His fingers pushed further between her legs, hand palming the fullness of her pussy, heel digging in against her clit.

Jessi's eyelids fluttered, her head tilting to give more access to his slick tongue to continue massaging into her neck. A clipped moan pushed from between her lips when he found that spot right above her collarbone. She could feel his smirk against her skin, being pleased with her reaction and with finding the spot he'd been searching for. Instead of staying there he peppered quick kisses up her neck, nibbled at her jawline and brought the hand that he'd been using to kneed at her pussy up to her face and turned it towards his. For a split second before their lips touched he thought about how they were about to cross a very big line in their friendship, but then she slipped her tongue into his mouth and the thought slipped out of his mind. This was Jessi after all so he really didn't need to worry too much, plus her lips were so soft and the way they melted into his had them both moaning.

He leaned into the kiss, her back hitting the cushions, and he repositioned himself, climbing on top of her and falling between her legs. His tongue traced the inside of her mouth, sucking on her tongue. Wet kisses trailed down her neck, back to that spot above her collarbone finally giving it some attention. His fingers snaked under her shirt, slowly crawling up her tit until he reached her nipple and gave it a gently squeeze and tug. She arched into his touch, and while he liked the little sounds she made but it wasn't the reaction he was aiming for. He pushed her shirt up above her tits as his hand moved to the other, his teeth nipping at her skin. He sucked at the base of her neck for a moment more as he squeezed them and flick the nipples. Sitting up on his knees, he admired them, the size, shape, and how they bounced just a little with each movement. His fingers circled and teased the pebbled nipples, gently gripping them between his knuckles. He really did think they were perfect. He leaned down, the tip of his tongue replacing his fingers, slowly lapping at a nipple. His lips wrapped around it pressing it hard between his tongue and the roof of his mouth.

 "Ungh. Shit." Her back arched, tit pressing further into his face and Kuroo smiled. He opened his mouth, sucking more in, teasing the nipple of the other with the pad of his thumb. The other tit received the same treatment, his hand moving from it down to her stomach, skimming across her skin until he reached the waistband of her shorts. He pushed forward, hand sliding under the silky material, fingers sinking into soft fatty flesh. He lifted his head, eyes meeting hers, an amused smile on this lips.

 "Naughty Rabbit. No panties either."

"I don't like too many things touching my pussy."

"Is that so.", he grinned. He rubbed his fingertips across the lips. "Do you like me touching it?"

"When you actually start touching it I'll let you know."

His grin widened and he leaned down pressing a quick kiss to her lips then watched her expression as he parted her folds and dipped his fingers into her slick, grazing over her clit. Her stomach tensed, hips thrusting towards the friction.

 "Already so wet. I'd call that a successful first experiment."

She offered no response outside of her mouth falling open and eyelids fluttering at the feeling of his slick middle and ring fingers running slow circles over her clit.

"Fuck." Her voice was strained, breaths shaky.

Kuroo's eyes were fixed on her chest, tits glistening with his spit, sharply rising and falling, nipples tightly pebbled.

"Fuck Rabbit. You're so sexy. Know why I call you Rabbit instead of Bunny like everyone else?"

She gasped, his fingers rubbing faster, making her thighs clench against his, her fingers gripping at the couch cushions.

"Bunnies are small and cute, but you Rabbit…you're full grown. There's nothing small or cute about you." His fingers stilled and the disappointed scowl on her face elicited a full on laugh from Kuroo, his face a mere inches from hers.

"Only you could manage to still be a dork while- oh fuck!".

With no warning those two fingers pushed inside her, stretching her walls with the tight squeeze until they were drenched to the last knuckle.

"Oh this experiment was very successful. You're already making a mess for me Rabbit. Shit you're so tight." He slid them out, rubbing the juices through her slit, making a few circles over her clit before diving back inside and dragging them in and out of her walls.

"Mmhm." Her moans flowed into his ears earning a few from Kuroo, his mouth back above her collarbone, sucking at that spot, relishing in the feel of her fingers threading in and tugging at his hair.

"Time for the next experiment. Let's see what happens when…"

He curved and pressed his fingers into the soft spongey spot within her.

"Oh my-!" Her words were lost in a whimper and he chuckled against her collarbone. His fingers were still inside her, only the tips moving, rubbing and pressing into the spot in a hypnotic rhythm. Her legs shook against his, eyes struggling to remain open unlike her mouth that was wide, strings of moans and incoherent curses streaming from it. Kuroo smiled against her lips, nipping at the bottom.

"You good Rabbit? Don't forget to breath."

"Shut. Oh. Fuck. Shit. Up."

He laughed at her struggle to respond.

"Another success." He breathed the words against her nipple before gently sucking it between his lips earning another garbled moan. Jessi rolled her hips into his hand matching the rhythm of his fingers. Those long damn fingers. She's seen, held, and high fived his hands hundreds of times so how did she not notice how long those fingers are. She brushed the unnecessary thought away and concentrated on the fact that she was so close to cumming all over those fingers. Kuroo's tongue traced the path across her chest from one tit to the other but before he could suck more of her soft flesh into his mouth he was interrupted by the sound of a very distinct ringtone. He leaned up on his knees, one hand digging his phone out of his pocket, the other still digging into her soft spot. Jessi rolled her eyes at the obnoxious sound of owls hooting invading her preoccupied thoughts.

"Sup Bro."

"Bro where are you?!" Bokuto's voice was louder than normal, if that's possible, as he yelled over the music playing in the background. The sounds flooded the room and Jessi blocked them out, concentrating on the knot tightening in her stomach.

"A better question is where are you?"

"I’m at Konoha's party! And bro Yukie and her two best friends are here. Bro, they are down! I repeat, they are down for whatever. I need you to get here right now before they change their minds. Like, right now bro."

Kuroo looked down at Jessi, her eyes pinched together, tits lightly bouncing as she fucked herself against his fingers. He could honestly watch her like this all day.

"Okay. I'm on my way."

"Bet. This is gonna be awesome!"

With that Kuroo disconnected, refocusing on Jessi.

"Ungh. Mhmmm. Fuck." Jessi could feel it. It was right there. Just a little bit more and…

Jessi's eyes shot open at the feel of Kuroo's fingers slowly being dragged from within her. She was met with Kuroo's face mere inches above hers, wearing that stupid smile. She was not smiling in return.

"Gotta go." He quickly pecked her lips and raised to his knees.

"What the fu-" She was silenced by the feeling of Kuroo's fingers on her tongue and she unconsciously closed her lips around them sucking her juices from them. He slid them out and hopped off the couch. She watched in disbelief as he grinned at her, quickly making his way towards the door.

"You better be fucking joking right now." She sat up on the couch.

"Sorry Rabbit. I'm needed elsewhere."

"Kuroo Tetsuro. I will murder you."

He only chuckled in response as he backed towards the door.

“The experiment was inconclusive. We’ll need to reset. Change the stimuli to something a bit…bigger to get the reaction I’m looking for.”

Jessi grabbed every pillow she could reach and threw them at his head. Kuroo ducked, barely missing one as it grazed through his hair. He quickly opened the door and retreated.

"Fucking nerd!" Jessi could hear his cackle quickly disappearing down the hall. She stared at the door in shock. She was so close, but now her clit annoyingly throbbed and her walls clenched around nothing. She was going to kill him. She lifted her hand, examining her fingers. They were way shorter than his and she knew for a fact that they didn't reach her spot as well as his had.

"Ughhhhhhhh!" She stormed to the door to lock it, mumbling along the way and back.

"Rooster haired fucker with long fucking fingers that he knows how to use and soft fucking lips and his tongue and that stupid smile and those damn eyes and his nerdy ass science fucking magic experiments, I fucking hate-".

She face planted on the couch. As pissed as she was a smile still formed on her lips. She had just made out with her best friend, and he fingered her, perfectly in her opinion. Then he edged her and left.

Fucker.

Chapter Text

Jessi punched the air. Well it was more like several punches, some karate chops, and a roundhouse. It's been a little over a month since the last time she's gotten laid so she was excited when she got the "Hello Stranger" text yesterday asking if she wanted to link tonight. She typed yes so fast, but waited 10 minutes to send it. Can't seem too overeager. So imagine how disappointed she is receiving a cancellation text 15 minutes before she's planning to leave. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself so that she could respond in a way that wouldn't result in her not being able to reap the benefits at a later point in time.

Head Doctor 😜

HD: Hey. I know this is last minute and I'm sorry but I need a rain check. I think I'm coming down with something.

Jessi: Of course I understand. No worries. Feel better.

Short and sweet, and not a reflection of how she was truly feeling as she stripped off her very cute outfit, put on a comfy short set, and plopped onto the couch.

Head Doctor 😜

HD: Actually you can still come over if you're down. I just won't put my mouth on you. Don't want you sick.

Jessi stared at the phone as if she was getting sick from just reading the message. She quickly typed 'Stop. Do not pass go. Do not collect this pussy with your weak ass dick game.', but deleted it remembering that honesty is not always the best policy. His mouth was the only reason she was even hooking up with him. What he lacked in personality and the ability to find her spot or any spot that would make sex interesting, he made up for with immaculate tongue skills. So no tongue, no go.

Head Doctor 😜

Jessi: No it's cool. You just focus on feeling better and we'll link another time.

HD: Okay. Sorry again. I was really looking forward to seeing you.

She didn't even bother responding, tossing her phone on the couch and turning the TV on. A few minutes later her phone chimed again and she sighed, deciding to say good night and end it properly so that he would leave her alone. She grabbed her phone and smiled finding it was someone entirely different.

Cocky Bastard

Tsumu: bun wyd

Tsumu: i'm bored

Tsumu: everyone is busy doin dumb shit like going on dates or sleepin

Jessi: Same bro. I'm bored too. Dick appointment cancelled at the last minute.

Tsumu: sucks for u

Jessi: Meh. I'm only mildly disappointed. The dick is mediocre. I just wanted some head.

Tsumu: i just want some head in a comfortable bed

Jessi: It could all be so simple

Tsumu: want me to come and blow ur back out

Jessi: TF

Jessi: I need my back

Tsumu: ur such a ass

Tsumu: do u want this dick down or nah

Jessi: Nah

Tsumu: fuck u. u want it. now let me come over and give it to u

Jessi laughed. Good ole Tsumu always coming through when she needs a laugh. Good ole Tsumu…

Should she? Nah. But… Maybe. But… Nah. But…

She shrugged and replied.

Cocky Bastard

Tsumu: fuck u. u want it. now let me come over and give it to u

Jessi: Fuck it. Come on.

She waits for a stupid response, something overly excited and indicating he's on his way. Minutes pass and she gets nothing. She shrugged, deciding to move her party of one to the bedroom. She stood from the couch, when the sound of keys clinking outside her door caught her attention. Suddenly the door opened and there he stood, big toothy grin, wide eyes, and for some reason out of breath. Jessi laughed and leaned against the end of the couch, checking the time. It's been 15 minutes since she replied. He lives 45 minutes away.

"Did you run here? Why are you out of breath?"

"I took the stairs."

He closed and locked the door, then turned and started to close the distance between them.

"Why?"

"Warm up."

Jessi cackled but it was soon muffled by his lips roughly connecting with hers, hands grabbing the back of her neck. Then his hands were everywhere, squeezing her breasts, her waist, her thighs. He moved his kisses to her neck and she chuckled.

"Eager much?"

He quickly pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her chest, a grin splitting his face.

"You have no idea."

His hands cupped and squeezed her breasts.

"There they are."

She once again chuckled at his excitement and how he quickly attached his mouth to her nipple. Her hand threaded through his hair as he sucked and squeezed, pulling soft sighs from her throat. His hand snaked down between her legs, pushing them apart, and sliding her shorts to the side.

"Fuck." Her hips lifted towards the contact of his fingers rubbing between her folds, flicking at her clit.

"Fuckin hell Bun. Yer already drippin."

He grabs the blanket from the back of the couch and pulls her out of the way, draping it over the end. He quickly strips himself, exchanging smirks with Jessi as she eyes his cock. His lips wrap around her nipple, thumbs hooking into her shorts, and he pulls them down and off her legs. With one arm around her he lifts her to sit on the end of the couch, spreading her wide for him, and slowly sinking a finger inside her. It goes in fairly easy and he adds another, pumping and curling.

"Oh shit." Her back arches a little and she humps into his hand.

"Yer so tight Bun."

He captures her lips again and slides a third finger in, a moan shared between their lips as she sucks his fingers in over and over. He releases her lips with a groan and continues working her walls around his fingers while reaching down and pulling a string of condoms from his shorts pocket. She looks between the condoms and him and rolls her eyes. He chuckles in response, capturing her lips again.

"We're gonna need em."

He slides his fingers out of her, concentrating now on opening and rolling a condom down his cock and once he's sure it's secure he grabs her legs and hooks them over his arms. She grabs the back of his neck to steady herself so that she doesn't fall over the side of the couch, and with the other hand she grabs his cock and guides it into her.

"Oh fuck Bun."

"Shit."

She's taken him in to the hilt, both hands gripping his neck, hanging on as he starts off quick and hard, thighs smacking against her ass cheeks. Curses and moans pour from Atsumu's lips as he relishes in how her walls suck him in all wet and sloppy, the feel and sound.

Jessi's biting her lip, trying to control her moans, not wanting to let him know how good it already is. His ego doesn't need to get any bigger. But it's good. It's so good. The little shifts in his hips as he tries to reach deeper and find that spot that won't let her stay quiet. The way he doesn't know where he wants his mouth, on her lips, or neck, or breasts. It's everywhere he can reach while still fucking into her the way that he is.

"Shit Tsumu. Fuck."

He's found it and chuckles at the way her eyes rollback, mouth falls open, and nails dig into the back of his neck. Atsumu takes a moment to drink in the image, a fucking fantasy come true. He meant what he said all those weeks ago. Since the moment he decided he was going to fuck her he envisioned what her body would look like connected to his, his cock drilling in and out of her. How her perfect tits would bounce. What her fuck face looks like. Damn it's a sight that matches the feel and fuck…

"Fuck 'm gonna cum."

Jessi simply nods, moans flowing from her lips, so close to her own release. And then he hooks her ankles onto his shoulders, one hand on her lower back, pulling as he pushes, and he's deeper now, and his thumb's rubbing circles on her clit, and...

Any attempts at control are long gone, his name moaned and groan from her lips, punctuated with expletives.  Her body bows and arches into his as she comes and he's right behind her, spilling into the condom, whining and groaning.

"Fuckin hell."

There's nothing but heavy breaths between them, and when he slowly lowers her legs she slumps into him, chuckling into his chest. She looks up into that smug face and his grin meets her lips for a few deep pecks.

"Don't move."

She watched as he removed the condom, tied it off, and place it neatly on the empty foil packet that sat on the end table. His lips meet hers again, lingering for a moment in a war of tongues, then trailed down to her chest, stomach and the inside of her thighs. He gets on his knees, spreading her wider, and buries his face between her folds, licking from entrance to clit, tongue dancing around it.

" 'M so fuckin' good."

That comes out muffled, but she understands and she tugs at his hair with one hand, the other gripping the end of the couch for support. She understands now why he's so cocky, because apparently he is actually good at everything. How irritating. But again it's so so good, wide swipes of his tongue, teasingly poking past her entrance, sucking on the lips, slurping on her clit.

"Oh shit." She moaned deep from within her chest and gave up on trying to stay upright, putting both hands in his hair, pushing him deeper and humping into his face. His hands grab her waist to support her while he rubs his face between her folds and moans against her clit.

Much to her dismay and earning him a groan of disapproval, he stands. A messy wet faced kiss is pressed to her lips and he lifts her from the armrest, turns her, and bends her over it.

 This time her praises are muffled, face in the cushions, ass in the air, his tongue going back to work. She can hear the faint sound of the tearing of the foil and feel a soft grunt against her clit. Then his face is gone, his hands are on her ass cheeks lifting and spreading, and with one swift thrust he's back inside her.

When he asked if she wanted him to beat her back out, he was serious. His hands gripped her so tightly she would surely have some bruising, but she couldn't even focus on that at the moment. Not with the way her face was dragging against the cushions with each hard thrust and how from this angle he found her spot immediately and was Mike Tyson-ing the shit out of it. She couldn't even decipher her incoherent garbles moaned into the soft fabric.

Jessi heard it before she felt it. The thunderous clap of his hand against her ass.

"Fuuuuuuuuu-" Her head whipped around, murderous intent in her eyes. They narrowed at the cackle she received, and  if she wasn't in the position she was in, she probably would've swung on him.

"Stop tryna hide the sounds 'm makin ya make. I know it's good." She rolls her eyes, not able to retort because it's true. Her fingers dig into the cushions and she keeps her face unburied. Fabric burn on her cheek would not be cute.

"Shit. Fuckin good. So fuckin good. Shoulda fucked ya sooner."

"Shut…up. Fuck. Ungh. Fuck."

She couldn't get anymore words out, his pace increasing, hips smacking into her ass erratically.

"Fuckin shit 'm cummin."

A few more hard thrusts and she was coming with him, moans spilling from their lips while his release spilled into the condom. His forehead rested against her back, warm heavy breaths blowing against the drops of sweat. He kissed it softly as he disposed of the condom in the same manner as before. His arms wrap around her waist, pulling her up to rest her back against his chest, and she lets her head fall against his shoulder. The flesh of her neck was gently sucked between his lips, her nipples pinched and rolled between his fingers and thumbs.

"So. How's yer back?"

"You little shit."

They stood pressed together and laughed, the sweat cooling on their skin.

Atsumu moved the blanket to the middle couch cushion and sat down, patting his lap, smirking up at her. She chuckled and shook her head, but straddled him. With her breasts so easily accessible he loses himself in them, letting them fill his hands and mouth, tongue lapping and teasing, teeth nipping and gnawing. He doesn't even release them to talk, his words muffled against her skin.

"Gotta thank the lame that ditched ya t'night. Send em a card, or thank ya note or sum shit. Sumthin."

She laughed and her breasts bounced against his face, earning a groan and sigh. He kissed up to her lips and devoured them all fast and messy, her hands flowing through his hair, his squeezing all over her body. They made out until she could feel him hard and thick underneath her, and he reached for the last condom sliding it on. The moment she slides down on him and clenches around him, he knows he's not gonna last long. That's okay because neither is she, and she makes the most of the little time they have and rides him fast and hard, kissing at his neck and tugging his hair.

"Mhmmmm. Fuck Bun. Shit." He's losing it a little with how she's squeezing around him and this might go even quicker than he thought. He grabs her ass cheeks and thrusts harder and she easily relinquishes control opting to bury her face in his neck and hold on as she grunts and moans.

" Fuck. 'M gonna. Bun. 'M gonna. "

They tensed against each other, their last curses and moans in the air, a few more thrusts and clenches and they were completely spent. She leaned back, eyes meeting his, and suddenly it was all so funny. They were laughing like a couple of idiots, his softening dick still inside her, skin covered in sweat.

"Oh shit." She pushed at the bruise on the side of his neck, a deep red splash against his tan skin.

"Are ya fuckin kiddin me Bun?" His fingers replaced hers, and he groaned at the dull pain.

"What about me?" She motions to the litter of marks randomly scattered across her breasts.

"Ya can cover those up. I have a date tomorrow!"

"I thought dates were dumb?"

"They are if 'm not on one."

"She's gonna fuck you anyway so calm down."

"Well yeah, but gotta pretend she's special ya know."

"You really are a dick."

"A good dick though right."

"I plead the fifth."

"Fuck you. Ya liked it."

"Been there. Done. Debatable."

"I can go again if ya need remindin."

"No you can't."

"Shit. No I can't."

His gaze turned soft between their laughs.

"Hey Bun. We're okay right? Yer not gonna…act different with me are ya?"

Her smile softened. She rarely gets to see him all soft and genuinely worried.

"Of course not Assumu. We're good." She smiled and ruffled his hair, and he exhaled deeply.

He cups her face, bringing it to his, giving her lips a few quick pecks. Her fingers ruffle through his hair one more time and she climbs from his lap. He stands and grabs the used condoms and wrappers from the table and heads towards the bathroom. Jessi didn't waste the opportunity and checked out his ass.

"Damn." That is indeed a very nice ass.

She pulls on her shirt and Atsumu returns, skin wiped free of sweat and pulls his clothes on as well. Atsumu doesn't like to waste opportunities either so when she bends over to grab her shorts he smacks her on the ass, but not as hard as before.

"Don't start that shit." She attempted to glare, but a laugh slipped out.

"No promises." He's grinning again and she rolls her eyes, shaking her head.

She grabs the grossly damp blanket from the couch and tosses it in the hamper along with her shorts. Though the blanket was thick and covered the cushion, she still gave it a quick clean and disinfecting.

"Wanna watch a movie or sumthin?"

"Sure but I gotta shower first."

He nods and plops down on the couch, grabbing the remote.

Jessi stands under the water, washing the past half hour off of her skin. Well most of it anyway, the water directly hitting the bruises on her chest had them throbbing a little. A smile slowly creeps upon her face and she chuckles again. Just last week she was smiling like this after Kuroo fingered her. She still owes him for the state he left her in. Now it's Tsumu that has her smiling, and while she'll never admit it to his face, that was the best fuck she's had this year. Cocky bastard shouldn't be so good. Although she agreed to it, and was definitely down for it, she never imagined she'd actually hook up with one of her friends. Now that she has…things could get interesting.

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Osamu pulls the last batch of matcha cupcakes from the oven, sitting them on the cooling rack. He's made five dozen for a friend's birthday party later today and they've turned out great, just needing a light whipped frosting to be complete. He turns to Jessi who's standing at the island counter where he left her on frosting duty. He's glad she agreed to help him even though he had to promise her a ridiculous amount of food to get her to show up at his place as early as she did. It was worth it though because his only other option was Atsumu who he's sure he'd have to murder for eating the food he's supposed to help make. Hard lessons learned.

Osamu smiles at how hard she's concentrating, slowing stirring to make sure she doesn't over mix, her lip pinched between her teeth. His eyes linger taking in her messy bun with strands randomly falling around her face, her short strappy summer dress that softly hugs her curves and stops a little ways past her ass, and her bare feet, toes tapping against the floor. As usual she's not wearing a bra, nipples visibly hard, and she's wiggling her ass to the song she's humming. She's hot as fuck. Definitely better than having Atsumu's ugly ass in his kitchen.

Osamu pushes off the counter and makes his way to her, peeking inside the bowl.

"How's it comin'?"

Jessi shrugs, pulling a spoon from the drawer and dipping it into the frosting. She brings the spoon to his lips and Osamu takes it into his mouth.

"You tell me."

Osamu leans into her space, eyes travelling down to her breasts as he sucks the frosting from the spoon. She pulls it from his lips and his tongue swipes over them collecting the remnants.

"Good job. It'll taste real good on the cupcakes."

Jessi nods, tossing the spoon into the sink and giving the frosting a final stir. Osamu's still in her space and she glances up at him, eyebrow raising and lips pursing when she realizes what has his attention.

"Ya know what else this would taste good on?"

His eyes are back on hers, his question seeming genuine, and her brows perk waiting for a response. She frowns when Osamu dips his finger into the frosting she just spent 20 hard minutes making, and she opens her mouth to curse him but instead of saying the many expletives that are resting on the tip of her tongue, she moans. Osamu's finger spread the frosting across her neck, and his mouth latched onto it, licking and sucking at it before she could even blink.

Jessi's caught off guard and shudders at the warmth of his mouth lavishing at her neck. Her mind pushes past the pleasant sensations focusing on more important things like why was he currently sucking into that very sensitive spot on her neck, how did he find it so quickly, and what the fuck is in that frosting that made him decide to even do this?

Osamu's finger is again in the bowl and he pulls the frosting covered tip out as he releases her neck.

"Ya know what else this would taste good on?"

Jessi now knows that question is rhetorical, but she chuckles and playfully responds anyway.

"What's that?"

Osamu smiles, bringing his frosted finger to her lips, smearing the sweet concoction against them. Jessi laughs, sticky lips stretching to a grin. Osamu raises his brow in question, eyes moving between her eyes and lips.

"Go for it.", she smirks.

He only needs to be told once and he leans down, smiling against her lips, sucking them into his mouth one at a time, the bottom then the top, his eyes still on hers. He releases it with a playful tug then dips back in, tongue sliding between her lips, capturing them in a kiss. The kiss tastes sweet, mostly from the frosting, but there's a little bit of their own flavors mixing in. Osamu rests a hand on each side of her on the counter, pinning her between him and it, and Jessi tugs at his shirt a little to bring him closer. 

Thinking that Osamu kisses better than his brother, maybe not better but there's a definitive difference, feels kind of fucked up in the sense that she's kissed brothers. Jessi decides she doesn't really care seeing as how this is the fourth friend she's kissed, so relation or not, it's all kind of fucked up. Or maybe it's not. She did decide that anything goes now, free and willing to do what she pleases with them as long as they so please and with the way Osamu's breathing a bit heavier and humming into her mouth, it's obvious he's definitely pleased.

Osamu pulls away, sucking each lip between his one more time, and smirks down at her.

"I was right. It does taste good there."

They laugh against each other's lips when he goes in for another quick kiss before moving his attention to the strap of her dress. He stares playfully into her eyes, the back of his fingers slowly lifting the strap from her shoulder, gliding it down her soft skin. He does the same with the other, them smiling the whole time, and Jessi shivers when her perked nipples meet the cool air.

Osamu's lips connect with hers again briefly, travelling down to her neck and shoulder. His finger dips back into the frosting and Jessi giggles a little when he playfully draws along her tits, a circle around one nipple pulling frosting all the way across her chest to the other, circling it just the same. He dips his head down, tongue tracing along the same frosted path, lips wrapping around each bud, sucking it warm.

Jessi bites her lip, her eyes falling close as she enjoys how he tugs and licks. Osamu enjoys it too, her tits so pretty and soft. He was irritated that Atsumu got to be with her before him, not like that scenario hasn't happened with other girls in the past, them swapping and sharing, but now that his mouth is on her he couldn't care less. He pushes Atsumu out of his mind, the last person he wants to think about when his dick's hard, and concentrates on how Jessi's head has fallen back, chest arching towards his mouth, fingers gripping the edge of the counter as his teeth gently scrape and nibble at the hard buds that glisten with his spit.

Jessi smiles down at him, watching as his kisses descend from her chest to her stomach, lower and lower. His fingers push at her dress as he goes, hands palming at her ass as he pushes the dress over it, tongue dipping into her belly button. Soon her dress pools around her feet and tickles her already tingling toes.

"Let's see if I can find somethin' else it would taste good on.", he teasingly smiles.

Osamu's nose presses against her panties into the fatty lips of her pussy and he inhales deeply and groans. They're damp against his lips and Osamu's fingers itch to rip them off, but he doesn't. He slowly pulls them to the side instead and dips his tongue between those puffy lips, groaning at the taste of her on his tongue. Jessi moans deep from the back of her throat, hand harshly gripping his hair when he flicks his tongue across her clit, three quick licks, and already her legs are trembling.

Osamu smirks, gaze trailing up her body to meet her eyes.

"Nope. This doesn't need anything. It's perfect as is."

Jessi chuckles, releasing the grip on his hair and gently carding her fingers through it. Osamu's always been hot but there's something about that face smiling up at her from between her thighs that makes her suck air between her teeth. He kisses at the sensitive skin of the inside of those thighs, easing her panties to the floor, pushing them and the dress away from her feet. He hooks her leg over his shoulder, and she can feel his breath against her wetness. Soft kisses are pressed to her lips, teeth nibbling at them, pulling a few moans from the upper ones. One last look into her eyes and he buries his face between her folds. Osamu likes to wet his whole face, feel the heat around it, the pulsating clit against his lips. He spreads her folds with two fingers, clit exposed and throbbing. Osamu smiles.

"F-F-Fuck."

Jessi stammers, body buckling, her barely on her tiptoes with how he's pushed her up with the force of her clit being sucked harshly between his lips. The air leaves her chest, Jessi struggling to breath and feel at the same time and at the moment breathing seems less important.

"Well shit.", she breathily groans between clenched teeth.

Osamu's relentless with he way the pulls at it, circles and flicks, then sucks it back in, all while cursing and moaning into the wet flesh. Jessi's toes curl, barely able to stay up right against the counter, a hand in Osamu's hair.

His tongue slides through her folds, dipping inside her a few times before licking his way back up and slurping in her clit.

"Oho fuuuck."

Jessi whines and the sound makes Osamu groan around her, his hand quickly squeezing at his too hard cock through his sweats. Her hand tightens in his hair, legs trembling as she goes weak in the knees. Jessi can't help but to rock against his face, not that he needs any help pleasing her, it's just a natural response.

"Fuuuuuuck."

Osamu's curse is muffled in her folds as he groans, and he's already thinking about how next time he's going to have her ride his face. Hopefully there is a next time. He doesn't know how this works with them starting to mess around with her, if it's a one-time curiousity or if it's just what they do now. She'll still be his best friend after he makes her cum screaming his name and that's all that really matters to him.

"Shit. Shit. Shit."

Jessi's knee finally gives out, her body almost slipping down the counter, but Osamu's quick and lifts his shoulder that's supporting her leg. He reluctantly pulls away and Jessi gasps when she's spun around, Osamu lifting her until she's laying flat on the counter, ass hanging over the side. It all happens so fast, her head spinning a little, fingers gripping and sliding against the cold surface. Osamu groans as he lifts her ass cheeks, blowing cool air against her wet lips.

Jessi's eyes roll back and a sound, similar to a gargle escapes her. She can feel Osamu smile and chuckle against her pussy, obviously amused and proud of himself. And he is. He also loves eating pussy from the back, soft cheeks pressed into his face, juices dripping onto his tongue.

Every word Jessi tries to say is stolen by a gasp, groan, or sob. She can't remember the last time she was eaten to tears but here she is, face pressed into the counter, legs shaking, eyes watering and that pressure, that delicious pressure building.

Osamu squeezes and smacks her cheeks as he eats and by the way her legs are shaking he knows she's right at the edge and he sucks a little harder, flicks a little faster. Jessi also can't remember the last time someone made her squirt but she sure as fuck isn't going to forget this.

"Samu! Samu! Fuck! Fuck!"

That pressure breaks through and she's shaking and almost sobbing against the counter, juices wetting Osamu's face, being lapped up by his waiting tongue. He groans as he licks and sucks, pressing deeper between her folds, her soft cheeks resting on his.

"Damn iiiiiit."

Jessi's still shaking and Osamu's still eating. He'll eat her to another one if she can take it.

"Samuuuu."

Welp, she can't. Jessi whines, clit way too sensitive for him to keep flicking at it the way that he is.

"Okay."

Osamu chuckles, planting a soft kiss against it, moving those kisses up to her ass, sucking the soft flesh between his lips, sinking his teeth gently into it. Jessi smiles and hums, legs still slightly twitching. Osamu rubs and palms her cheeks, landing a swift smack on her ass. He is his brother's twin indeed. Jessi chuckles at the thought.

"Come on Bun Bun."

Osamu helps her from the counter, turning her, and they greet each other with matching grins.

"Ya good to stand?"

He crouches down, grabbing her panties and dress, helping her step into them.

"A bit confident aren't you?", she smirks.

"Maybe you should wait til after your juices aren't coverin' my face before ya start frontin'."

Jessi has no retort, lips pulling in, head nodding, accepting defeat. Osamu laughs, pulling her dress up her chest, Jessi sliding her arms through the straps.

"We better get finished. The party starts in a few hours.", Osamu sighs.

He'd very much rather continue their current activities and get his own wet face finish, but they don’t have the time. Jessi glances at the table full of unfrosted cupcakes and then the bowl of frosting on the counter and sighs.

"Yeah. Guess we need more frosting seeing as how someone stuck his fingers all in it."

"And I'd do it again.", he laughs.

"Not to the next bowl you won't. I swear I'll kick your ass. My arm hurts from the last one."

Osamu pulls a new bowl from the cabinet and hands it to her.

"I'll help this time."

"Damn right you will.", she chuckles.

Jessi places the now tainted bowl of frosting into the sink, turning on the water to rinse it out.

"Wait."

Osamu grabs the bowl before the water hits it, and Jessi raises a brow in question.

"For later…", he smirks.

Jessi bursts out laughing and Osamu chuckles along, but still finds a container to save the special batch of frosting.

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Jessi's Boys

Atsumu: Samu u got any cupcakes left

Suna: oh yeah i forgot about that i want some

Akaashi: How was the party?

Kuroo: Did you get them all made in time?

Osamu: yeah Jess came over and helped

Osamu: party was fun

Osamu: and no there arent any left the guest ate them all

Bo: booooo

Kenma: Heart been broke so many times

Iwa: Surprised Jess got her ass out of bed early enough to help

Atsumu: for real

Suna: bet she made u make her hella food in return

Oikawa: She doesn't work for free

Osamu: no her fat ass doesnt but i thanked her properly

Daichi: Properly? What did you do?

Osamu: ate her til she cried

Kenma: call that w(h)ine and dine

Suna: fuck for real?

Bo: no freaking way!

Kuroo: Seriously?

Iwa: The Gobbler strikes again hahahaha

Akaashi: Hide yo wife

Oikawa: Hide yo side chick

Suna: hide yo baby mama

Kuroo: Hide yo actual mama

Daichi: No pussy's left uneaten

Kenma: 🦃🦃

Bo: turkey turkey wtf?

Akaashi: That's the sound turkey's make Bokuto. Gobble.

Bo: WAHT???

Kuroo: Bro did you seriously not know that?

Bo: no I didn't know they fucking gobbled

Bo: i thought they clucked. aren't they just a bigger chicken?

Iwa: This fool

Daichi: No they aren't. They're…turkeys.

Atsumu: 2 different birds buddy

Bo: what the fuuuuuuuu

Bo: okay but don't like roosters cluck?

Oikawa: Who do we blame for this?

Oikawa: Because Japan's education system is top notch

Suna: wait…what do roosters say?

Osamu: ummmm

Atsumu: hmmmm

Kenma: Kuroo?

Daichi: Kuroo?

Iwa: Kuroo?

Akaashi: Kuroo?

Oikawa: Kuroo?

Atsumu: Kuroo?

Osamu: Kuroo?

Suna: Kuroo?

Bo: Bro?

Kuroo: Fuck you all! I'm not a rooster.

Daichi: Mirror says what?

Iwa: Bedhead says what?

Bo: You do wear a lot of red Bro

Kuroo: 🖕

Kuroo: But yeah…roosters say cock-a-doodle

Suna: cock

Atsumu: a

Osamu: doodle

Oikawa: 🥴

Suna: is that when you draw a picture with your dick?

Daichi: Doodling with your cock

Atsumu: when you make a smiley face when you piss in the snow

Bo: don't eat the yellow snow!

Akaashi: Would that make it…semen art?

Bo: BWAHAHAHAHA

Oikawa: Pussy Slayer Corps 😝

Kenma: Semen art, first form, Skeet

Kuroo: Semen art, second form, Throat Coat

Osamu: Semen art, third form, Creampie

Iwa: Semen art, fourth form, Bukkake

Daichi: Semen art, final forbidden form, Breed

Suna: 😂

Bo: 😂

Akaashi: 😂

Iwa: We some fucking fools 😂

Atsumu: all day every day

Suna: now back to the important shit!

Suna: Samu u ate it…

Suna: how was it?

Osamu: juicy

Osamu: sweet like frosting

Osamu: and shes a gusher too

Atsumu: damn it i didnt get the gushy

Osamu: not surprised

Daichi: Not at all

Atsumu: fuck u i was tryna wet my dick not my face

Iwa: Both can get that geyser

Daichi: Facts

Bo: u failed Tsumu

Osamu: loser

Atsumu: FUCK YOU

Atsumu: i'm still the only one thats fucked

Atsumu: u and Kuroo just got her off

Atsumu: at least i got mine

Kenma: Me too

Akaashi: Huh?

Bo: what???

Suna: when???

Kuroo: And you didn't tell me!

Kenma: Chill. She just rubbed one out while we were gaming. No big deal.

Bo: very big deal. she played with your dick.

Daichi: She's played with all of our dicks

Iwa: Yeah that's how we started this shit

Bo: oh yeah

Suna: but still i bet that shit felt good

Akaashi: Her hands are so soft

Kenma: It did and they are

Atsumu: fuck now i'm remembering how she feels and getting bricked up

Atsumu: gonna go get my dick wet

Osamu: so ur gonna go beat off in the shower

Bo: probably

Daichi: Obviously

Suna: solo dolo

Iwa: Soaping the rope

Kuroo: He's a right hand kinda man

Kenma: His righty bae

Oikawa: The only one who'll stay

Akaashi: Be a gentleman and give her a proper name

Atsumu: 🖕🖕🖕🖕🖕

It was a dark and stormy night, the whole crew at Jessi's place chilling in front of the big screen binging Extraordinary Attorney Woo. Yes they all love K-Dramas and aren't ashamed of it. It's damn good entertainment. Even Kenma's watching instead of gaming, his console close by though, resting in his lap. One flicker of the lamp, then another, then the room is bathed in darkness.

Bo: Noooooo! Bro where are you?

Kuroo: Right next to you Bro. Where I've been the whole time.

Daichi: I still don't understand how your giant ass is afraid of the dark.

Atsumu: S-Shit! Where's my phone? Someone turn on the light on their phone.

Jessi: How are you scared when you grew up in the middle of freaking nowhere chainsaw massacre-ville?

Atsumu: Shut up! 'M not scared.

Jessi: Uh huh.

Iwa: Get off me!

Oikawa: So mean Iwa-chaaan.

Jessi: Uh oh. Gay moments in the dark.

Iwa: Better hope I don't find your ass in the dark. Show you how gay I really am.

Jessi: I'd rather be eaten by whatever the hell Bo is scared of.

The light from one phone shines, then another, and another until the room is illuminated enough by the flashlights to be able to see in front of them.

Suna: Peek-a-boo bitches.

Jessi: Idiot.

She stands and heads towards the hallway, coming back a minute later with a box full of candles in different sizes and colors. Atsumu peeks into the box from over her shoulder.

Atsumu: Why the hell do you have so many candles?

Jessi: Mood lighting. 

She starts placing the candles around the room.

Bo: What kind of mood?

Akaashi: Most likely a romantic one.

Jessi: Obviously.

Iwa: Cap. She's a witch.

Jessi flips him off but laughs along with everyone else as she lights the candles, their faces glowing in the light.

Jessi: I don't expect you fuckboys to know anything about mood lighting or romance.

Daichi: Who you calling a fuckboy?

Oikawa: Who said we don't know anything about romance?

Osamu: I'm romantic as fuck.

Jessi: Exactly. Fuck. That's all you want to do.

Kuroo: And how would you know?

Jessi: Because you literally tell me everything.

Daichi: Not everything.

Jessi: Alright fine. If I'm so wrong then tell me. What's your idea of a romantic date?

She plops back onto her pillow, sitting on the floor between Akaashi and Bo.

Suna: Netflix and chill.

Jessi waves her hand towards him, making a face like he's proved her point.

Akaashi: You shouldn’t have gone first.

He shakes his head, the disappointment on his face hid by the shadows.

Suna: What's wrong with that?

Jessi: How is that romantic?

Suna: I let her pick out one of those sappy ass chick flicks and get all soft before I take her down.

Jessi: Nope. Unacceptable. Not romantic at all.

Akaashi: I kind of agree.

Iwa: Definitely not.

Suna: Well the girls I fuck with accept it and then accept this jelly stick, so it works for me.

He shrugs and she shakes her head.

Jessi: Moving on.

Oikawa: Obviously we have to get dressed up. She'll get all pretty and then we'll go to a fancy restaurant. Then I'll take her back to my place and we'll mess up all that pretty.

He smirks, a bit smug and proud.

Iwa: Boring and basic.

Oikawa: It's all about charm Iwa-chan, which you have none of because you're a big brute.

Oikawa huffs and folds his arms across his chest, and Iwa shrugs.

Iwa: Some of us pound pussies, and some of us are pussies.

Jessi: Are you implying that Kawa is a pussy and you are the pounder of said pussy? Gay moments in the candlelight.

Iwa: Imma fuck you up. Stop playing with me.

Jessi: Just clarifying.

She shrugs, faking innocence.

Jessi: Anyway, it's an acceptable answer but I agree with the brute. Boring and basic. Who's next?

Kuroo: Me.

Kuroo grins, the glint in his eyes focused towards her.

Kuroo: I'll say…getting naked and teasing all night. That's romantic.

Even in the shadowy candlelight Kuroo can see the hard glare she pins him with, and his grin widens. She hasn't forgotten the state he left her in, legs weak, pussy throbbing as he smiled and skipped out her front door. She will have her revenge.

Jessi: Unacceptable. Next.

She turns her gaze from him and he cackles.

Atsumu: Doing whatever she wants to do that’s gonna have her lettin' me fuck at the end of the night. Plus like…flowers and teddy bears and cute shit that makes her giggle.

Jessi's a little speechless, confusion etched into her face, her mouth opening and closing.

Jessi: Your answer is under review. The first part was fuckery but that last part was kinda cute. Not gon lie. I'm surprised.

Atsumu: Hey! I know how to treat girls right. I'm just trying to get my dick wet as much as possible right now. Romance is for later.

Jessi: That's fair. As long as you're saying that shit up front.

Atsumu: Of course. Always.

He grins and she can't help but shake her head and grin too.

Jessi: What about you Ken?

Kenma started playing his game as soon as the lights went out. He doesn't bother to look up to respond.

Kenma: When we fuck and she leaves. I love that. Gives me butterflies and shit.

The room erupts in laughter. Jessi playfully reaches out and swats at his console, but he's fast and falls back out of her reach.

Jessi: Unacceptable. Next.

Kenma shrugs and genuinely smiles.

Osamu: Food.

Osamu says it lovingly, his normal mood at the slightest mention of food, and he smiles. No one is surprised at his answer.

Osamu: Cook good food, eat it off of her, and make her gush all night.

His eyes lock with Jessi's, lingering for a second too long. She pulls air through her nose and slowly exhales.

Jessi: Acceptable. Who's next?

She turns her gaze to look around the room. Osamu smirks and the others lightly shake their heads and chuckle.

That's a very Osamu answer and knowing what they know, they know why she thinks that's acceptable.

Bo: Ooh I wanna go!

Bo's excited. Even raises his hand.

Bo: Give her a huge bouquet of flowers and take her to get her favorite foods.

He grins proudly and Jessi's surprised at his sweet answer.

Bo: Then pound her into the mattress.

Ahh that makes more sense.

Jessi: Acceptable.

Oikawa: Hey that's not fair. That's basically what I said.

Atsumu: Me too!

Jessi ignores their whining and pouting, and shrugs.

Jessi: Guess Bo has more charm than you.

She points to Oikawa, before turning her attention to Atsumu.

Jessi: And at least this time, Bo sounds a little less fuckboy than you.

They start to protest again but she cuts them off.

Jessi: Next.

Akaashi: Guess I'll go. Spending time together talking for hours until she's ready.

There's something about the way his lips pull into a smirk just the tiniest bit when he says ready that has her gaze lingering on him.

Jessi: Acceptable.

Oikawa: That's way more boring than mine.

Kenma: Agreed.

Jessi: I mean it would be if you were the one she had to talk to for hours.

Iwa bursts out laughing, right in Oikawa's face, and some of the others join in.

Oikawa: Such a mean little bunny.

Jessi: Thank you.

He pouts and she grins.

Jessi: What about you Dai?

Daichi: Nice dinner at my place. I'd cook of course. Music. Dancing slow. Massage. Make love til dawn.

Jessi gives him a slow clap.

Jessi: Perfectly acceptable answer. Best one yet. I expected nothing less.

Daichi smiles a bit smugly and some of the others, Oikawa and Atsumu of course, whine out in protest.

Jessi: He's the most gentleman like out of all of you heathens and knows how to treat a lady right.

Iwa: You're sure as fuck not a lady so how do you know how they should be treated.

She glares at him.

Jessi: I've spent enough time learning how to be nice to you bitches.

They glare but smiles soon break through.

Jessi: Alright fucker. You're the last one. What's your idea of a romantic date? Fucking in the backseat?"

Suna: Ooooh.

Suna's eyes light up.

Suna: Can I change my answer?

She side eyes him.

Jessi: Silence jelly stick.

Suna ducks his head and laughs. That's the first time she's actually called him that and he kinda likes it. She turns her gaze back to Iwa.

Iwa: I'm not telling.

Jessi: Not a romantic bone in that fuckboy body huh?

Iwa: I'm romantic as fuck. Just can't give away my secrets.

Jessi nods in understanding.

Jessi: I get it. Can't give away something you don't have.

They glare for a moment, then Iwa dives from the couch onto the floor and tackles her.

Iwa: I'm sick of your shit!

Jessi: You get on my fucking nerves!

Daichi: I'm surprised they lasted as long as they did.

Oikawa: Yeah I could tell Iwa-chan was struggling.

The power returns, light filling the room. Daichi and Akaashi blow out the candles, and Kuroo grabs the remote and turns the tv back on. They get comfortable and resume the show, Kuroo turning up the volume to drown out the grunts and curses from Iwa and Jessi still wrestling around in the middle of the floor. Suna's camera captures it all.