[Haikyuu!!] Unique - | SakuHina

Third Person's Point of View

●Patiently Waiting●

Hinata is drunk.

Okay, well, maybe not drunk.

He hasn't had enough alcohol to be considered flat-out drunk--not just yet.

He's probably just tipsy.

Okay, let's try that again.

Hinata is tipsy.

He's also sitting on Kiyoomi's lap at some event which Shoyo can't remember the name of, much less its purpose.

It's fancy enough of an event that they're both wearing suits...

...so it's probably fancy enough that Shoyo shouldn't be sitting on Sakusa's lap like he is.

Maybe he is drunk, after all.

Drunk enough to completely disregard the stares and opinions of everyone around.

Drunk enough to be initiating a barely decent act of PDA when he's usually the one shying away from PDA.

Again, Hinata is somewhere between tipsy and drunk, sitting on Kiyoomi's lap at a fancy event when he shouldn't be, and---

He's also unbelievably h*rny.

Shoyo shifts a little on Kiyoomi's lap, just to see if Sakusa is also h*rny.

His face is tucked into Kiyoomi's neck so he doesn't have to look at other people's stares (Sakusa can be the one to deal with that).

Kiyoomi's hand on his waist tightens--a warning.

Shoyo pouts, disappointed by Sakusa's lack of reaction.

He can't exactly do much about it since he hasn't reached the drunk stage where he commits himself wholeheartedly to public s*x.

All he can do is grind his a*s down against Kiyoomi's d*ck--and so he did.

Kiyoomi stiffens and to Shoyo's delight, so does his c*ck.

Kiyoomi relaxes back into the chair, and Shoyo felt something plummet in his stomach.

It feels a lot like disappointment.

Just as Hinata had let his guard down, accepting that Kiyoomi won't be rushing them home so he can give Shoyo the best f*ck of their lives---

Kiyoomi glides his other hand along the length of Hinata's thigh, and grinds the palm of his hand against Shoyo's crotch.

Shoyo lets out a soft, startled sound, and feels his d*ck get even harder in his uncomfortable pants.

Sakusa didn't remove his hand, rather, he lets it rest there, atop Hinata's crotch, heated desire weighing down on it.

He waits for Kiyoomi to do something--anything.

But he doesn't.

So Hinata whines quietly into Sakusa's ear.

Hinata

Sakusa-san... more...

Hoping it'll be enough to push Sakusa into motion once again.

He knows Kiyoomi has a weakness for his whines, seeing how he always bullies Shoyo into letting out the lewdest noises in bed.

Sakusa

Babe, we're in public.

Kiyoomi mutters as a reply, his voice low and slightly rough.

Sakusa

You want everyone to see what a sl*t you're being?

Shoyo's d*ck twitches in his pants.

He shifts again, this time to seek comfort more than for seduction.

Hinata

But I'm hard...

He whines, deliberately making it soft and breathy, the way Sakusa likes it.

His hand curls up at the base of Kiyoomi's neck, playing with a few locks of curly hair.

He makes sure to lightly graze Sakusa's nape.

Shoyo knows all of Sakusa's weak spots, just like how Sakusa knows all of Shoyo's.

Sakusa

Once we get back, I'm gonna wreck you...

Kiyoomi whispers into Hinata's ear.

Hinata groans, the provocations settling low in his stomach, heat at the base of his abdomen.

Sakusa

I'm gonna f*ck you on your back...

Sakusa

....then again on your knees, and then you're gonna ride me....

Sakusa pulls him in closer, angles Shoyo so Kiyoomi is able to lick a hot, wet stripe up his neck to his ear.

Sakusa

....isn't that right?

Shoyo jolts a little, but Sakusa's tight grip prevents him from getting away.

Sakusa

You didn't answer the question, baby.

Sakusa

You're gonna let me f*ck you twice then ride me like the c*cksl*t you are?

Sakusa

Such a c*ckwh*re that you can't even wait 'til we're home?

Sakusa

You like my d*ck that much, hm? Shoyo?

A rush of arousal runs down Hinata's spine and he whines into Sakusa's ear.

Hinata

Yes, yes, yes, please....

All he can think of is Sakusa and Sakusa's hands and Sakusa's mouth and Sakusa's d*ck.

Sakusa

If you want that, then you have to be a good boy and wait until the event's over, okay?

Kiyoomi whispers, his tone reverted back to sweet and coaxing.

Sakusa

Can you do that? Be good for me, baby?

Hinata only managed to bring himself to nod, certain that the next sound he'll let out will be a moan.

He felt Sakusa smile.

Sakusa

Good boy.

So Shoyo sits there, obediently, even if he's the h*rniest he's been in his entire life, his d*ck straining against his pants.

One of Kiyoomi's hands curled around his waist possessively while the other rests on Hinata's inner thigh.

Shoyo is waiting.

Waiting for the event to be over, so he can finally get the best f*ck of his life.

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