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#atsuhina #nsfw blowing off steam in the Olympic Village, crashing into their room and finding the nearest wall for some grinding and frot while they makeout. They're loud and very into it when they hear someone else fucking right next door on the other side of the wall. They

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get super turned on by this and strip their pants immediately. Atsumu slides down the wall so Hinata can get in his lap and they continue from there, panting and twining fingers together to get Hinata ready.

The other couple is getting louder and more frantic, and Atsumu

spreads Hinata out on the floor and starts fucking him, trying to be gentle and romantic about it but Hinata bites his neck and gives him that /look/. Atsumu bends Hinata's ankles back to his ears and just rails him good, Hinata crying out, head thrown back in ecstasy, giving

a fantastic audio show to the two on the other side of the wall.

Then suddenly some people come tumbling in through their doorway--which Atsumu belatedly realizes they never closed the door all the way. Two men and a woman clamber inside the room, hands all over each other

and kissing and necking, and the clothes start coming off.

"Wrong room!" Atsumu manages to call out, but none of their "guests" understand Japanese, apparently, and he can't pull up any English with the way Hinata is moaning beneath him. They ignore him completely, tumbling onto

the cardboard bed next to them.

"DON'T STOP," Hinata wails. Atsumu puts everything else out of his mind and snaps his hips harder, while the noises from next door crescendo along with the sounds of vigorous oral sex nearby.

Atsumu keeps up his pace until the woman next to him

starts moaning and whining and one quick glance shows her getting double-stuffed and /very/ pleased about it, the men sandwiching her with their flexing muscles and eager grunts.

Hinata growls and rolls them over, putting Atsumu flat on his back, and then squeezing him with

those thighs of his and riding him with a steady intense bouncing motion that is pornographically sexy. Atsumu whines, hands gripping Hinata's waist and thrusting up to meet his every move.

There's a keening on the other side of the wall and then shouts of two voices climaxing.

Atsumu shivers, eyes trained on his partner, his shirt askew and hair damp with sweat. The people next to them are really going at it now. Hinata's tongue curls out of his mouth, grinning and impish and pupils blown wide, and Atsumu knows it won't be long now for any of them.

He holds out until Hinata moves Atsumu's hand to his dripping cock. Atsumu pumps it eagerly, cursing and flushing red to watch Hinata come undone, bouncing faster and faster and then shuddering with his release that spurts over Atsumu's hand and lands on his chest.

Hinata grinds down on him and Atsumu lets go, coming inside Hinata with such an intense orgasm it punches an erotic cry from his throat that echoes in the room and leaves him gasping through the aftershocks.

Hinata collapses forward onto Atsumu's sweaty front, and they

hold each other, listening to the threesome on the bed racing to their finish line.

The woman comes with high-pitched breathy squeals that give Atsumu goosebumps, and he and Hinata both shiver when the men also reach their peak and make their pleasure known quite loudly.

The three topple over, breathing hard and giggling together, and Atsumu and Hinata watch from the side, giggling with them.

They may not have a verbal language in common, but that doesn't prevent the five of them from having a conversation with their eyes, appreciating the view

and complimenting each other's performances. After a few minutes enjoying the afterglow, they all get up to find their clothes.

Then the door--still not locked--gets pushed open and Suna and Komori peek in, then halt in their tracks and stare. Atsumu takes in their disheveled

appearances, and the direction from which they came... /Ah./ Atsumu grins, waving cheerfully with Hinata, who gives them two thumbs up.

Suna's expression doesn't change, but his face /whoooshes/ bright red. Komori laughs and bows, then drags Suna away.

The three foreign athletes shake Atsumu and Hinata's hands on their way out, and they wave them goodbye and then shut the door--for real this time.

It's not even the weirdest thing they've experienced at the Olympics so far, but they are still laughing about months later,

two gold medals hanging on their apartment wall.

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