Thread by @IDtsuKei

Nsfw #krtsk #kurotsukki with a side of #sunatsukki NO CHEATING it’s all consensual and discussed beforehand.

Kuroo is running late. Another late night at the office has him showing up to the club an hour after he originally wanted to, after he told his boyfriend to expect him.

He gets inside quickly and starts his trek to the dance floor where tsukki is sure to be. He spots kyoutani leaning against the wall, arms crossed. He’s wearing some kind of black mesh shirt under a leather jacket and scowls at kuroo when their eyes meet. Kuroo offers a two

Finger salute and keeps walking. He passes koganegawa at the bar next, looking like he didn’t even bother changing after practice but still managing to chat up a crowd. Third time is the charm as he finally spots his boyfriends golden curls at the edge of the dance floor. Once

Tsukki is fully in sight he pauses in his approach, always taking the opportunity to observe his gorgeous boyfriend at work. Chunky black boots leading to the worlds longest pair of legs covered in fishnets, leading up to the shortest black cut off shorts, leading to the top of

The fishnets peeking out cinched around his waist, leading to abs fully on display under the baggy black crop top, leading to the long neck begging to be marked on display as tsukki’s head is thrown back against the shoulder of the man he’s dancing with. Goddamn if his boyfriend

Isn’t a goth kid’s(and let’s be honest, Kuroo’s) wet dream walking. He spares a glance at the man tsukki is dancing with, the fox eyed blocker from ejp raijin. He remembers watching karasuno play them his final year, and chuckles to himself about tsukki once again appearing to

Have laid a trap for ex-inarizaki player. He slides up in front of the pair.

‘Sorry I’m late babe, had to put out a fire at the office.’ Tsukki’s eyes blink open slowly, taking in Kuroo’s appearance before shutting again.

‘Suna-san, this is my boyfriend Kuroo.’ Suna freezes

Slightly, eyes darting between the two of them.

‘Boyfriend?’

Kuroo grins at him. ‘Don’t worry, I was taught how to share.’

Fast forward to later, the three of them are walking into Kuroo’s apartment. Well, kuroo is walking, the other two are stumbling as tsukki refuses to

Stop sucking marks into the crook of suna’s neck.

‘Fuck,’ suna hisses, fingers curling into the hair at the nape of tsukki’s neck. ‘You’re really going to let me fuck you in your boyfriends bed?’

Kuroo hums in agreement since his boyfriend is too busy to answer. ‘Like we said

At the club, the only rules are I get to watch, and if anyone says safe words we stop. This way,’ he says as he leads the two of them to the bedroom. He loosens his tie as he sits in the chair facing the bed, leaning back to watch the show. Suna barely makes it close to the bed

Before tsukki is dropping to his knees, mouthing at the fabric covering suna’s rapidly growing cock. Kuroo frowns slightly, making a mental note to talk to tsukki about being gentler to his joints, before he’s distracted by suna’s low moans as he guides tsukki’s face along the

Imprint of his dick.

‘Wanna taste baby? I’ve been dying to get those pretty lips wrapped around me since I saw you tonight.’

Tsukki manages to gasp out a sweet ‘please’ as suna pulls his cock out of his pants. He wastes no time in pulling suna into his mouth, moaning at

Finally having his mouth full.

‘Fuck, you’re good at this. Wait lemme sit down,’ Suna pulls away to step out of his pants and sit back on the bed. Tsukki shuffles forward, still on his knees and still fully dressed, to resume sucking Suna off. Kuroo hums at the sight of his

Boyfriends ass perfectly framed by the shorts and fishnets, palming himself through his pants.

‘If you ask nicely, he’d probably stretch himself open for you while he does this.’ Kuroo suggests.

Tsukki pulls off of suna’s cock, hand quickly replacing his mouth to glance over

His shoulder at kuroo. ‘Don’t need to,’ he says nonchalantly as he ducks his head to tongue at suna’s balls. Suna lets out another hiss at the contact, before registering tsukki’s response.

‘Wait what do you mean you don’t have to?’

‘I don’t know Suna-san, why don’t you take

These clothes off of me and find out.’

‘Shoulda worn your skirt baby, then you could’ve shown us at the club.’ Kuroo says, knowing tsukki must have slipped a plug in sometime between the match they had today and leaving to go out with the frogs.

Tsukki stops climbing into

Suna’s lap long enough to glare over his shoulder again. ‘Tetsu, aren’t you supposed to be a silent participant in this? Shut up or I’ll gag you.’ He places one of suna’s hand where it can almost slip down the back of his shorts to feel the plug as he pulls him into a messy kiss.

Shirts are removed, shorts pulled off(fishnet tights left on), and soon enough Suna has tsukki on his knees, face down, as he thumbs at the base of the plug, pushing it deeper.

‘Fuck. You had this in when you were grinding on me? Were you thinking of me when you put it in

Tonight or just when I had my hands on you at the club? Thinking of how much better my cock would feel filling you up?’ Suna’s running one hand up and down tsukki’s back while the other alternates between stroking tsukki’s leaking cock and applying pressure to the plug.

‘Yes,

Yes Suna-san. Please fuck me, please’ he gasps out, eyes starting to water at the maddening pace Suna is taking.

‘Yeah okay, I’ve got you.’ He slips on a condom and pulls the plug out slowly, shushing tsukki as he whimpers at the loss. ‘Shh baby just a second. Lemme feel how

Open you got yourself for me.’ He slips in two fingers automatically, groaning at the feeling. ‘Fuck if there’s a next time, I’m fingering you open. Want you to come on my fingers before you come on my cock,’ he says as he pulls his hand back out to lube up his cock before slowly

Pushing in. The moan tsukki let’s out at the feeling is low and sweet and music to Kuroo’s ears. He’s unbuttoned his pants now to give his own dick room to breathe as he slowly strokes it, watching as suna fucks his boyfriend into the mattress.

‘You’re so fucking tight, you

Really like being a little slut for me while your boyfriend watches, huh?’ Suna asks as he fucks into tsukki deep and slow. ‘Want him to see how good you are?’

‘Yes suna-san, yes. Please suna-san I..’ tsukki trails off, shuddering and burying his face into the pillow.

‘Don’t

Hide from me, what do you want tsukki-kun?’ He leans forward, frame somehow engulfing the taller man beneath him as tsukki whispers something to him. He pulls back slightly, laughing. ‘Yeah? God you really are a slut, wanna be filled from both ends at once? Well, ask him then.’

Tsukki turns his head to look at kuroo. ‘Tetsu,’ he starts before blinking and correcting himself. ‘Kuroo-san, please let me suck your dick.’ Kuroo groans before glancing at suna.

‘You sure?’

‘I’d say he deserves it,’ suna shrugs, shifting him and tsukki back on the bed to

Make room for kuroo. Kuroo slips out of his pants and boxers, leaving his shirt on as he slides in front of his boyfriend. He leans back against the headboard, hand coming to curl around tsukki’s jaw.

‘Oh Kei, hi baby. Suna fucking you good? His cock just how you imagined?’

Tsukki whimpers, leaning in to Kuroo’s hand. ‘Yes. Missed you though.’

‘Missed you too baby, now get back to work. Don’t leave suna-san waiting.’ Tsukki nods before lowering his mouth on Kuroo’s cock, arching his back to encourage suna to keep fucking him. Despite the two of

Them never having met before, Kuroo and suna work in tandem, each of them fucking into tsukki as he moans.

‘Shit, fuck, you got so much tighter when you starting sucking your boyfriend off. You really like having your mouth full huh? Fuck I’m so close,’ suna warns as he goes to

Reach around to touch tsukki’s neglected cock.

‘Don’t,’ Kuroo stops him. He has one hand holding tsukki’s head in place as he switches between slapping his cock on tsukki’s face and slowly fucking into his mouth. ‘He can come just like this, can’t you Kei? Come untouched for

Us baby.’ The image of kuroo fucking tsukki’s face until tsukki is coming untouched is too much for suna, as he comes with a shout. Tsukki is next to come, untouched as promised, as suna fills the condom inside him. Kuroo’s next, holding tsukki in place until he’s swallowed it

All down. The three of them are collapsed in a sweaty puddle, drifting for a bit until kuroo gets up and starts dragging them to the bathroom to clean up. A quick shower later and suna finds himself looking at a folded pair of sweats as he dries off.

‘We’re going to bed.’ Kuroo

Starts, drying a half asleep tsukki’s hair. ‘You can sleep with us in bed, or on the couch, or I can call you an Uber. Your pick.’

‘Fine,’ suna scoffs grabbing the borrowed sweats. ‘But I’m not sleeping in the wet spot, and tsukishima is in the middle.’ Kuroo squawks, tsukki

Laughs, and they all pile in bed together. Suna isn’t the first person they’ve brought home, but he was the first where kuroo was involved at all, and the first where he chose to cuddle with them after. Kuroo hums as he curls around his boyfriend who is curled around the other

Black haired middle blocker. Maybe this is a sight Kuroo could get used to, he thinks as he drifts to sleep.

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