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"You'd look so cute, whining and squirming in my boyfriend's arms."

The girl smiles innocently and for a moment, Yuji struggles to process what he just heard.

Yuta is his friend -the friendly upperclassman he met at the beginning of the school year. His girlfriend was always kind of weird in his opinion but he didn't expect her to go this far. What would Yuta say if he heard it? It's technically cheating, isn't it..? She didn't ask him to sleep with her, but..

Yuji's entirely confused. What girl would want to see their boyfriend with another guy? If he understands correctly, she wants Yuta to sleep with him.

"I think I'll pass," he jokes, trying to lighten the atmosphere and signal to her that what she said was ridiculous. Not worth taking seriously. If she's reasonable at all, she's going to read the room and take it back or turn it into a joke as well.

Well.. she's not reasonable.

"Not your type?" She bats her lashes, a ghost of a smile playing on her lips. "I thought you liked the tall, black-haired and serious ones."

Yuji's jaw nearly falls to the ground. How in the world would she know that? He barely knows anything about her. They saw each other two times in their lives so it should be the same for her. Yuji has a feeling that it's not the only thing she shouldn't know about him but she somehow does.

She stopped him after classes and they're surrounded by other students by the lockers but they aren't close enough to them to hear their conversation and the noise they're making does a great job at muffling it anyway. Yuji feels hemmed, which doesn't make sense considering that she's smaller than him and the least threatening person possible regarding physical strength. She's tall for a girl, but that's all he could point out. He has the urge to run away.

"I don't know what you're talking about.."

It's a lame excuse of a lie.

"Yuta wouldn't like that offer of yours," he tries again. "If I tell him..-"

He would actually never tell him. 'Hey, your girlfriend wants us to sleep with each other! What a funny idea, right?' But he needs to threaten Rika with something because this.. is getting uncomfortable.

"No, he doesn't like it," Rika admits with pure, girly amusement. "He loves it. He's crazy about you. But, you see, he's very timid so he would never make a move on you. He should thank me that I'm doing it for him."

At this point, Yuji comes to the conclusion that either she's insane and Yuta is the unfortunate guy who fell under her spell and can't get away anymore, or they both have something wrong with them but Yuta hides it better.

He's set on declining but to feed his curiosity he asks: "And what would you get out of it? Wouldn't you get jealous of your boyfriend sleeping with someone else? Did he tell you that he likes me or did you decide on it yourself? You don't seem like a generous person who just wants to help her boyfriend win over the person he likes. Why would you do that?"

Truthfully, whether she wants something out of it or not, it's still weird. Yuji can't decide which one's worse.

"I'm jealous of girls, you're right. I wouldn't let him look at another girl, but you're different. You'd be a present for both of us. I always wanted someone like you. I love Yuta but why should I choose if I can have both of you? You have to know that Yuta and I aren't very affectionate to each other. We kissed but we never shared a bed. That's my problem with him. Something just doesn't let me do it though I love him the most in the world." She puts on a worried expression. "Once, he even asked me if I would be okay with breaking up! My poor puppy! I can see that he's not very happy with me. He says I don't give him enough freedom.. If he wants to be with someone else, I decided it would only be right if I found someone for him. You don't have to worry about anything, Yuji♡. I will pay you if you want."

'With your father's money' -Yuji adds internally. He knows she's rich and her father spoils her as she's his only daughter.

"Give it to me straight. What do you want from me? What do you mean by a 'present for both of you'?"

He can't imagine how that would work.

Rika smiles, pleased with Yuji's questions. He didn't reject her instantly, not to count his first response because of course she didn't take him seriously then. He listens to her despite feeling disturbed. It's clear on his face and not only does it not put her off but she looks like she enjoys it. Scaring him excites her.

"I'll watch him play with you and then I'll take you too. Have you heard about pegging before?"

Yuji's mind of completely blank. She'll.. 'take' him?

.. huh..?

His reaction prompts a loud giggle to escape her mouth and a few people turn their heads to see what's going on.

"Oh, Yuji.." she gets closer when people lose interest and divert their attention back to their groups. "You know how much I l o v e that about you...?" Her lips almost touch his cheek when she says that. She continues in a low voice: "I can't decide what I want more -to protect your innocence, keep you away from others so they would never corrupt you -or to take it away with my own hands." The last sentence, she purrs melodically, dragging every word in a dreamy tone. "It's not a fair battle. Everything in me screams to take it away."

She backs away slightly and finally explains: "'Pegging'.. means I would fuck you. -Here." She puts her hand on his hip, lower than she should, making it inappropriate yet not enough for her. She would do much more if she wasn't so careful of other people around them. "I have a toy I want to put in you. You might have even more fun with me than with Yuta with the range of toys I have to offer you. Bigger, smaller, vibrating, different shapes.." she lists out enthusiastically. "It's up to you to choose which one you like best."

This is Yuji's breaking point. "No," he says categorically. "I have no interest in any of this, I mean it." He sweats nervously, never been put in a situation this bizarre until now.

"Hold on," Rika grabs his hand with the persistence of a young lady not used to being denied anything ever. "You like Yuta," she states. "Try dating him. What do you have to lose? I'm not some pervert. I wouldn't make you go all the way without dating properly at first."

How kind of her. Shockingly, it's not very tempting to Yuji.

"I don't believe you about Yuta," Yuji says, freeing his arms from her grasp calmly, hoping it wouldn't trigger her to throw a taper tantrum. "He's a good, put together guy. He must not know about your fantasies if he stays with you. I shouldn't get involved in your relationship but it's not healthy. You won't change if I tell you this, but you don't act like a good partner to Yuta. You need to stop being selfish and entitled. He doesn't deserve this."

Her eyes become colder for a minute before she collects herself. "You don't have to believe me. Ask Yuta."

She bids him farewell, waiting no more time. Yuji is aware that it doesn't mean she gave up. She just gave him time to breathe and think about it.

Yuji's first thought is to meet with Yuta at this very moment and ask him what the hell is wrong with his girlfriend. What stops him is the possibility of her words being true, lingering in his mind. Yuta has been so good to him so far and Yuji began to like him a lot and look forward to their friendship deepening over time. Maybe he should just ignore it? Go on as if nothing happened? He would probably embarrass Yuta, asking him if he likes him all of a sudden.

In the end, he doesn't contact him. Rika can't be right. Yuta would never see him in this light -as more than a friend. This is it.

What a surprise it is, when his friendly upperclassman arranges a meeting with him on his own initiative and starts it by saying: "I'm sorry about my girlfriend."

Yuji should've suspected something when the drinks were on him but Yuta has always been nice so it wasn't out of the ordinary. He didn't expect the drink to be an apological gesture. They were sitting under a thick tree, enjoying their drinks casually when Yuta snapped the sudden apology.

So she told him before Yuji could. She's so shameless it's actually impressive. Poor Yuta. Guilt must've driven him to ask for a meet-up quickly.

"No, it's nothing," Yuji assures. "I just didn't expect to hear that offer from a girl so.." -Perfect. Flawless on the surface. She's a 'girl next door' to others but deep down, she hides a whole different character than people pin on her when they see her.

"I know," Yuta taps his fingers on the cold plastic of the cup. "She told me everything. I was pretty mad, you know.. We talked about it before and I told her it was impossible but she was determined to get you. She doesn't want anyone else. I've never seen her so infatuated with someone. She can't accept the fact that you're out of our reach."

Immediately the *'our' reach* alerts Yuji. Why is he talking about it as if he was her accomplice?

"Are you saying you'd be okay with a third person in your relationship..?"

The picture of Yuta being the unassuming guy under his girlfriend's influence shatters more and more with every sentence coming out of his mouth.

"Before I tell you anything, promise me it's going to stay between us. Don't tell your friends or family. Your father especially.. Can you do it? I need to stress how important it is."

Yuji nods, with no trust but a ton of curiosity. "I'll respect your secret."

Yuta doesn't look him in the eyes when he says: "I know you'll feel grossed out to hear this, but I have feelings for you. I like you a lot, Yuji."

Yuji can't deny that it's not as flattering as if he heard it from a guy who DOESN'T have a girlfriend, but he's less put off than in the conversation with Rika. In all honesty, he's a bit glad that Yuta reciprocates his interest. He's not a saint either. He has a crush on Fushiguro but still manages to catch feelings for someone else. Yuta is in a relationship so it's a different situation, but can't be mad at him yet. Not after Rika's encouragement and excitement to see them together. Guess if they're both okay with it then it's not cheating but Yuji can't get used to the idea.

"It's not gross.." It's all that Yuji manages to say.

His words soften the furrow of Yuta's brows.

"Forget what she said, okay? I can't let it ruin our friendship, besides.. your father is going to kill me if I touch you. If he as much as hears that I wish to do so."

Yuji guesses the reason easily. Gojo is protective as a father and he would definitely be sensitive to other people being predatory towards Yuji. It's one thing to sleep with a girl but a guy to pursue his son? Not to mention if he was against same-sex relationships in general. They're also family now that Yuji's mom and Gojo are engaged. Yuta's fear isn't so irrational.

"I won't tell him so you calm relax. I like you too." Confessing to Yuta comes to Yuji strangely effortlessly. Maybe it's the fact that he has no expectations anyway. It won't change their relationship. There's no way they could be together.

He was disappointed when it turned out that his mother is marrying Gojo and they're family now. He was already.. hoping for something to happen. They were getting closer and he sensed Yuta's tender feeling towards him. He didn't assume he liked him but had frankly anticipated Yuta's feelings to develop.

He was so desperate to get over Megumi and he knew that with Yuta, he could experience what it's like to be in a relationship for the first time instead of waiting for something that could never happen. Yuta would be a great boyfriend. Yuji always felt so safe and comfortable with him. Yuta put a lot of effort to get to know him better. He always checked on him, asked him how he felt. This is no different -he wasn't nervous to confess to Yuta. His presence puts him at ease.

"You do..?" Yuta asks quietly.

It could be his imagination but Yuji can faintly hear the quick pace of the other's heartbeat. That's also when he notices how close they sit to each other.

Yuji is conflicted on what to say next. He wants to say yes and kiss Yuta, accept his feelings and be with him. But the painfully obvious obstacle is of course.. Rika. And Gojo, but it's fine as long as he doesn't know.

"I need to collect my thoughts," Yuji responds, which erases the light of joy in Yuta's eyes. Yuta doesn't let it show and throws a smile at Yuji, keeping his steady, light tone.

"Give me an answer anytime. I'll be waiting."

He walks Yuji home and asks him to hang out soon again. His face shows clearly how much he treasured their time and it warms Yuji from within. He watches his friend from the patio as the black-haired makes his way back home. Only when the trees swallow his fading silhouette, Yuji decides to come in.

That evening, Yuji spends fighting with his feelings -should he give up on Fushiguro? Would it be fair to Yuta if he still had feelings for his friend while being with him? Could he even be with him in the first place, considering that Rika is so possessive of him? Would she let them be together, excluding her? Doubt it. In that case, it would be a poly relationship, right? Yuji has no interest in Rika. That's how he would describe it if he were to be nice. She's actually scary. No other man or woman scared him as much as her with just a few words.

It sounds funny and Yuji can't understand why she'd disturb him so much but she does. There's something in her eyes that he can't read. No girl has ever looked at him like that. Yuji buries his face in the pillow at the memory of her hand on his hip and her lips by his cheek. His face is going red as a mean voice taunts him in his head - 'Don't forget the trill running down your body. You liked it.'

He feels like yelling into the pillow. It wasn't arousal! It's natural to shake in disgust or surprise.

The two contrary memories run through his mind -Yuta's hands hands, his long slim fingers -the hands of a pianist so fitting to an elegant and peaceful person like him. His gentle touch and care in which he envelops Yuji. Dark blue eyes, soft skin.. His tall and slender body.

Rika's words come back to his subconsciousness in full force.

'Whining and squirming in my boyfriend's arms.'

Yuji's mind creates the image instantly, refusing to cooperate with him. It plays in his mind like a video, to Yuji's misery. A video that he can't pause. Yuta's moans sound scarily accurate despite Yuji never having heard him do it. He can almost feel the boy's body weight on him -the pleasant heat of Yuta's skin pressing onto his.

Yuta would go slow. He would bring him heaven with his hands.. mouth, words.

Then, Rika's fierceness finds its place somewhere in the idyllic image. Her pushiness, tone brooking no opposition. It's somehow fitting, like a puzzle. Her eyes are dark, filled with lust as she watches their bodies move, connected in a lover's embrace. She's not like Yuta. Doesn't want to love, but to possess. Rika relishes in his moans, but no matter how much she gets, her appetite has no end. She needs all of it -moans of pleasure, pain, impatience, frustration.

Yuji stands up and opens the window, taking a breath of fresh air to clear his mind. What possessed him to have those crazy thoughts? He goes downstairs and pours himself a glass of water. His father comes a minute later with a teacup that he puts down to wash later. The cold air dispensed off the redness from his face, thankfully. Gojo would've questioned it.

"Had fun?" he asks, as Yuji came home earlier than usual.

"Yeah, but I'm tired so I think I'll go to sleep in two hours."

He gulps down the water and washes off the cup swiftly.

"Of course," Gojo smiles and pets him. "Boys your age need lots of sleep to function.

Yuji doubts he would be able to sleep but he can't stop thinking about Yuta and his girlfriend. Whenever he's alone, the thoughts come back and it's so tiring. Maybe Gojo could give him some advice. If Fushiguro liked him back it would be all so much easier. He wouldn't have to choose. The decision would be made for him in a way.

"I have a problem," he starts, searching for the appropriate words to put it into. "I have someone I like, but I don't know if they like me back and I can't ask. I'm too scared to."

Gojo's eyes turn serious as he listens. "I see." His tone is cold. "Why can't you tell them?"

Their friendship wouldn't ever be the same.

"I don't know how they would react. I have no way of knowing but I assume I wouldn't be accepted with open arms.. I left it at that for years, but I want to move on now. There's another person who told me that they like me, but I'm not sure if I should accept them. It should be an easy decision based on what I told you, but I can't tell if I'm making a mistake or not. I feel like it might be wrong. Should I wait? Or reject them?"

Gojo's answer is quick and unemotional. "You're young, Yuji. Why would you rush into the adult life -love, relationships? If I were you, I would've rejected them and waited till I grew up. Teenage love never works out. You shouldn't bother yourself with such unnecessary matters."

Yuji thought he'd be more positive about it. He gives good advice usually so Yuji expected him to say something along the lines of 'Young people should try new things. Don't wait for others. Go with the flow.' He's the cool parent. Not that his mom is strict but Gojo is all about Yuji enjoying himself even if it means doing forbidden things. He gave him a few sips of alcohol before. Gojo doesn't drink but keeps the expensive alcohol he gets from others as thanks at work.

Instead of helping Yuji with his conflicted emotions, Gojo's opinion only added more to it.

"I want to try new things. I think at this point everyone in my class has been in a relationship before. I'm not too young for it," he contradicts. "It's common for high schoolers. I'm standing out, having no experience, besides.. I'm lonely."

Warmth returns to the man's eyes. He hangs his arms on Yuji's shoulders and guides him to the couch.

"Experience, you say.. How would they know you don't have any? Is it written on your face?" After a moment, Gojo laughs. "Okay, actually, it is."

"Don't make fun of me!' Yuji yells, worrying if what Gojo says is true or if he's only teasing him.

Gojo's laugh dies down eventually. "It's not a bad thing. Kids your age should take your example. You're one of the rare, pure ones. And don't forget that you have your father for problems like these," he lectures. "I could teach you more than you'd think and you don't need a relationship to feel less lonely. I'm here for you. Come to me and I'll give you all the love you want."

Yuji groans. "Dad.. You don't get it."

Gojo's sense of distance is laughable. Yuji is used to it and he doesn't mind being touched but they're basically hugging and Gojo's face is inches from his. He can smell his mouthwash and they're constantly close kissing. Gojo might not notice it but Yuji is painfully aware of it and can't move away and Gojo's arms hold him in place in an affectionate grip.

"I don't? Please explain it to me, Yuji. I want to help you out but you need to tell me your needs first. I don't know how your mind works. Share it with me."

Gojo greatly dislikes being told that he doesn't understand something. Being underestimated as a father. What he heard was Yuji telling him that he made a mistake by telling him because he can't help him anyway. Gojo thinks he's the closest to Yuji and understands him best so of course he doesn't accept that answer.

"I'm not a kid anymore. Cuddling with my dad would do little to cheer me up.."

"Then maybe we should do more," Gojo comes up with the solution at the speed of light. "What else would you like to do except cuddling, Yuji? I'm up for anything. Just say a word."

"No, really.. you're not the right person to..-" Yuji mutters. Gojo cut him off with sadness in his eyes.

"I'm not? Who else would be more appropriate? Would you rather go for advice to your mom? I always knew you were close and you wouldn't love me anywhere near as much as her but that's just how it works with biological parents.." his hold loosens. "If you trust her more, then I suppose you should confide in her instead. I shouldn't be forcing this uncomfortable conversation upon you." He squeezes Yuji's shoulder supportively.

His mother should be home in thirty minutes. Gojo always acts a bit more different when they're alone. He's not as touchy when his mother is at home. Doesn't say the same things. He gets serious and he and Yuji don't talk as much, but he gets it. Gojo wants to be cool in front of his wife. When they're alone, he can be playful because he's spending time with a kid.

"I love and trust you as much as mom."

That's enough to bring Gojo's good mood back. He picks Yuji up and sits him on his lap. Yuji instinctively rests his arms on the man's shoulders. "My little boy," Gojo coos, nuzzling his face to the crook of Yuji's neck. "Say you love daddy again."

Yuji sighs. This is exactly what he meant by Gojo acting a whole lot differently when they're alone. He doesn't hold back from getting spoiled.

"I love you," Yuji repeats.

His insecurity as the step-parent is quite endearing. Yuji never had a stepdad who'd care so much if he loved him or not.

"It's so hard to find a day when your mom works and I don't..," the white-haired murmurs. "I work almost non-stop and rarely get to see my little boy." His voice holds genuine sadness. "But I know when we could do it. I checked your mother's schedule and requested a free day at work when she's working and you have a short day at school."

"To do what?" Yuji questions.

Gojo's eyes meet his. "I promised I'd help you gain experience, didn't I? It's best if your mother isn't at home since it's a delicate topic and you'd be embarrassed to do it in front of her."

Putting a condom on a banana crosses Yuji's mind. He mentioned dating so guess this is what Gojo is preparing him for.

"I'd rather gain experience from my peers," Yuji thanks him swiftly.

A switch goes in Gojo as always when Yuji denies him for too long.

"I'm your father. I know what's best for you, not your peers. Or even you yourself." His tone is final.

Yuji quietens and looks away. He doesn't like when Gojo gets like this. He's a great father but his only problem is that he gets strict sometimes.

The man pulls himself together.

"Everything I do to you, Yuji, is out of love."

He hugs the teen closer but Itadori pushes him away, reminding him that his mother is five minutes from home and he told him he's sleepy so he's going upstairs.

"She said she bought some groceries so you should help her unpack.. dad," he mentions, halfway through the stairs.

"Don't make any plans for monday!" Gojo yells after him to which Yuji answers with a hum.

The next day at school, Yuji spends most of his time with his friends.

He's dying to talk to Megumi but he's not paying them much attention. At lunch, he and Nobara chat while Megumi sits back, absorbed by his phone. He's texting Hana about the school project -that's what he saying but isn't it enough that they spend hours working on it at her house? Yuji can't shake off the feeling that this is not the topic of their conversation.

"Rude," Nobara comments, nodding at him.

He didn't notice how much he was staring at Megumi's phone. He wasn't trying to read the messages. He was just lost in thought.

The worst thing is that Megumi doesn't react. He doesn't care what Nobara is accusing him of. He doesn't hide his screen or lift his eyes from it.

The last period comes and Yuji drags his feet to the class, unenthusiastic for another hour of sitting with Fushiguro as his quiet deskmate. He scolds him when he talks in class and keeps texting Hana on breaks. At least Nobara is more available.

They go to the second floor, where the physics classroom is, and someone's black hair stands out to Yuji. It's not Megumi's this time.

Yuta leans on the wall across the hall, saying something to Rika who's wearing a pretty, lace dress and a cardigan. She looks like a doll.

He doesn't take his eyes off of them fast enough and they sense his gaze, their eyes glued to his instantly as if not to lose sight of him. Yuji freezes for a second and quickly follows his friend.

When he peeks at the couple again, Yuta is waving to him with a friendly smile. Rika looks like she just saw the cutest kitten in the world and waves to him energetically as well. Yuji greets them briefly and joins the crowd entering the classroom.

The whole class, Yuji thinks about Yuta and the tone of his voice when he confessed. His head is filled with Yuta and his girlfriend, just waiting for him to ask yes. His eyes trace Fushiguro's arm and up to his neck, reaching his eyes. He has some beautiful eyelashes, Yuji never gets tired of looking at them. And his dark green eyes and high cheekbones..

He notices some similarities between the object of his love and the person pursuing him -Yuta. They're both beautiful but what matters to Yuji more than beauty is the light in those eyes. The light he can't find in Megumi's. At least not when he looks at him. Maybe there is someone who brings it out of him. Yuta, on the other hand, is extremely attentive and his body moves on its own when they're together -he gets closer instinctively. Showers Yuji in little touches.

He likes his broad shoulders and shiny hair. When he wears it down and it falls messily on his forehead, he looks like a celebrity. A has a nice style, in comparison to Megumi who wears whatever's comfortable, which is sporty clothes 90% of the time. He's good at sports and trains with Fushiguro's cousin daily.

Megumi isn't usually so cold to him but since this girl appeared, he can't find time for him and Nobara. Yuji tells himself it's because he cares so much about his grades. He wants the project to be perfect. It's not the first or the last time that Megumi puts all his energy into school, ignoring everything and everyone else.

His decision to give the couple a chance is pretty impulsive. He makes up his mind at the end of the class and texts Yuta to meet in front of the exit. He responds a second later like he's been waiting with the phone in his hand. It must've been Rika who 'trained' him to answer so fast.

"You're here," Rika chirps. "You're saying yes, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't need to meet both of us. I know you well, Yuji. You would've texted Yuta and then avoided us for the next two years."

There's still some uncertainty on Yuta's face. "Yuji is very polite so he might want to apologize in person for the rejection. Don't pressure him," he tells her.

"If the offer still stands.." Yuji trails off, averting their eyes. "I would gladly accept it. I'd like to try dating."

Rika squeals and jumps in place. Yuta cracks a smile.

"Thank you so much, Yuji," Whenever Yuta pronounces his name in this velvety smooth voice, Itadori's heart skips a beat. Yuta's charm is unbeatable. The boy leans down and places a chaste kiss on Yuji's cheek.

Itadori takes a step back, his hand on his cheek out of shock. The place where Yuta's lips touched his skin burns, making his feelings undeniable.

"What if someone sees?"

"No one's here," Rika giggles at the silly question. "Come'mere I'll tell you something." She whispers like it's a secret and Yuji leans over without a second thought.

She gives him a peck on the lips. Their lips part with a pop. Yuji is twice as shocked.

"Now we're even! How did that kiss taste? I'm wearing a vanilla chapstick."

"Like guilt," Yuji says, in accordance with his thoughts. It's a weird feeling to kiss two people who are dating each other.

Rika laughs with her whole belly. "Guilt? You don't know what guilt is yet. I'll show you."

She grabs his arm in a friendly hold and the three of them exit through the back door.

Yuji lets Rika drag him to the parking lot, not really knowing what to expect. There's a Lamborgini waiting for them and Yuji doesn't shy away from asking questions, thoughtfully impressed, though his father owns two expensive cars as well. It flatters Rika. It's clear that her intention was to impress Yuji and it wasn't hard to. Her father rolls down the window and sends his daughter a toothy grin, happy to so her.

Rika makes sure to point out that she sits at the front any other time but this. She can't let Yuta have him all to himself so Yuji sits between them.

"We're going to the mall and then home," the girl says. "I have so many things planned!"

It would've been nicer if she asked him about his opinion of them, but thankfully, Yuji didn't have anything to do.

"Your daddy won't be mad if you stay longer, right? It would be a shame if you left after we just got started."

As any rich only child in the family, she calls his father 'daddy'. Yuji wonders if she realizes how stereotypical she is, but if he was in her place, he wouldn't care about his image either. Why would you care what people think if you're young, attractive and have more money than you can spend? What's interesting is that it seems like they genuinely love each other. She's not only using him.

"No. He's working till late so he might not know in the first place..'

The answer satisfies Rika.

"Yuji likes baking," Yuta informs his girlfriend, wrapping his arms around the boy's waist and bringing him closer for a hug. "We could bake together for the movie night."

Rika furrows her brows in slight annoyance and shifts closer to Yuji as well until their thighs touch. She takes his hand and intertwines their fingers. "We'll buy cookies and pastries in a bakery. They have the best quality sweets. Why would we use our own time to make something that won't be as good? Sounds like a bad investment to me."

"It would be fun," Yuji says, supporting Yuta and turns to Rika. "Things like that bring people together. I always wanted to try it in a relationship. It can be messy, but if you worry about cleaning up, leave it to me. Oh.. unless it's boring to you because you and Yuta have done it all already."

They've been a couple for years. Of course, they don't care about that stuff anymore. They're pretty much an old married couple.

Rika's demeanor changes drastically. "Not at all! Far from boring. I would love to bake with you. It's a perfect way for us to bond!♡"

Yuta snorts. "I guess it sounds better coming from him."

At the mall, Rika holds their hands. Her father walks behind them, constantly talking on his phone with clients. He and Yuta don't mind holding the bags while Rika guides them and Yuji looks around. Surprisingly, she mostly buys things for her boyfriends. She's there every week so it bores her. Her favorite shops are the jewelry ones. She collects one bracelet that she ordered and looks at a few others. Yuji is too scared to touch anything. A single thing from this shop costs more than he would be able to pay off in a year of working. Can't risk damaging anything.

Her father doesn't join them at the dinner. Turns out he has a client to meet and that's why he kept them company so far, other than to help out with the bags.

After the bakery, they go to a traditional Japanese restaurant because Rika craves potato-meat croquet. The food comes quickly. Despite the simple decor of the place, the quality is 200% better than in a regular restaurant. They order a few dishes and eat up. Spending thousands after school really increases appetite, that's for sure.

Rika also gets them desserts. Shredded ice and mochis on black, marble dishes. At first, Yuji attempted to argue with her not to buy him anything but she acted deaf so after hours of shopping, he simply accepts the food as well.

As he bites into the soft, gooey dough of the mochi, he tries to ignore the way Rika is looking at him. At his lips specifically. He's so occupied with telling himself that he's imagining things, he doesn't notice Yuta's spoon in front of his face.

"There," the black-haired encourages. "It tastes good together."

The fresh, strawberry flavor melts on his tongue like snow. He gives Yuta a thumbs up, awkward about the romantic atmosphere.

He finishes eating with Rika's legs tangled with his under the table and Yuta watching him with a relaxed smile.

The car is filled with bags and boxes from their shopping spree. Rika is in an excellent mood and falls asleep on Yuji's shoulder. She's glued to him and buried her face in his hoodie. Yuta holds his hand, rubbing his thumb over his. It's so peaceful that Yuji dozes off too.

Rika's father wakes them up when they're at the house. Well, you can't call it a house. It's more of a mansion -a huge property with tall trees growing by the fence, protecting the view from strangers' eyes.

Rika feeds his curiosity by walking him through all the rooms and showing him the backyard including a pool with aquamarine-colored water shining in the light of the setting sun.

The are more rooms than he can count. Yuta walks behind them with his hands in his pockets. He's not rich, same as Yuji but he's indifferent about the ubiquitous splendor greeting them at every corner. Yuji bets that he didn't care about it upon his first visit there either.

Everything in the house looks brand new or is an expensive relic. It's easy to guess that her father is a collector or a seller. They have rooms for everything. An indoor gym, a bar, even a room to play pool in. Anything and everything you could ever need. Unlike most, they wouldn't be bored if the electricity went off. Yuji thinks to himself how if he had a house like that, he would never go out again.

Rika's room is every little girl's dream come true -pastel pink walls, a white, fluffy rug, flowy, white curtains over a massive window with a windowsill to sit on. A separate dressing room big enough for hundreds of clothes and shoes, the biggest bed you could get, still taking up only one-fourth of the room. It has a vanilla-colored canopy over it and on the bed, there are many pillows, including heart-shaped ones and plushies organized to fit the aesthetic of the room.

She loves cutesy stuff to the point it's kinda creepy. On the table next to the window stands a vase full of flowers, unmistakenly given to her by her father.

The kitchen is cozy and smells nice. Rika is proud to say her mother is an incredible chef. Cooking is her hobby but she much rather eats out, in her favorite restaurants. She's a loving housewife.. a trophy wife one might say, but the truth is that she's the one in control of her and Rika's father's relationship. She has him wrapped around her finger. And as the saying goes.. Like mother, like daughter.

She's currently on vacation with her friends, drinking martinis in some hot country.

Yuji chooses to make shells with cream instead of cookies. They're too easy. Yuta prepares the bowls and ingredients while Rika disappears from their eyes for a moment, just to come back with an apron from the other room. She hands it to Yuji without being asked.

"No, thank you. I rarely get dirty when cooking or baking."

"I bought it just for you," the girl sulks. "It was a thoughtful present."

Yuji gets in no further discussion. He puts it on over his head and ties it over his waist.

Rika claps joyfully. The apron is in the same color as her room -light pink. "Ah, it looks so good! You have a nice waist, did you know?" She hugs him from behind, pressing her boobs to his back.

How are you supposed to respond to this? They're dating but it's still kind of weird to him. He looks at Yuta for help.

"You're bad at sharing, Rika," he remarks. "Give him some space. You should wait till he comes to you."

Somehow, this advice doesn't sound good in Yuji's ears. It has a darker undertone that Yuta didn't see.

"Should we get started?" Yuji breaks the tension between the pair. "Yuta and I will make the shells and you could make the cream. Deal?" he asks Rika.

"Why are you working together and I'm alone?" she pouts.

Yuji resorts to lying like to a kid. "'Cause I think you'd make a really good cream."

It works on her. She takes the compliment, not questioning it once.

He gave the task to her because it's the easiest but also to get her off of him for a second. She's so clingy.

When the shells are baked and cooled off, they put them on a tray and pour the cream into a piping bag. It's a one-person job so Yuji does it. Rika polishes the bowl off the rest of the cream.

She smears something sticky and cold on his cheek.

"Putting some cream on my dessert," she giggles and before Yuji can't respond in any way, Yuta approaches him from the other side and licks the cream off his face with one clean movement of his tongue.

"Mm.. You were right to assign her for the cream. It's delicious." He licks his lips, not even intending to flirt.

What was he thinking when he decided to date two people? He's flustered with one of them, not to mention both at once.

What's more, they're too full to eat what they baked. Rika's father loves sweets, though, so he would it it all the same night if given the chance. They share with him and pack some for Yuji to take home. For the movie night, her father makes them a light snack in the form of popcorn.

They transfer to the living room and get cozy on the couch with pillows and blankets. Yuji is leaning on Yuta and Rika rests her head on Yuji's lap, engrossed by the show they're watching. Yuta's fingers massage soft circles on Yuji's scalp. His hand at the back of his head feels so good and warm. The show is interesting but without a lot of action and loud noises. It's some drama romance that Rika chose. Yuji can't remember the exact moment when it happens but he drifts off, his surroundings slowly blurring into colors and shapes until he loses consciousness.

It's eleven P.M. when he wakes up. Yuta and Rika are asleep too but a slight movement from him wakes them up, their bodies sensitive to him as if they've been monitoring him subconsciously.

He got a few worried text messages from his mom and dad, mainly asking where is he and when is he planning to get home if at all. His mom asks him to tell her if he's staying over. That's all she wants to know.

"Don't go," Rika asks. "Tell your parents you have something important to do with your friends. I'll tell my dad to call them if they don't let you. He can get anything done."

At that, Yuta strongly disagrees, persuading Yuji not to get the man involved. "No, no! Don't tell your dad anything. He and your mom have their reasons not to let you stay if they decide to do so. Let's keep it a secret, okay? Don't tell your parents anything. Especially your father. It's really important, Yuji.."

He's so stressed out that he feels bad. Of course he wouldn't tell Gojo that he's dating someone who's technically his family. He's not insane.

He swears not to tell Gojo or anyone else. Yuta is relieved but Rika isn't so happy with the outcome.

For the next few days, Rika's father picks the three of them from school and they spend the evening at her house.

Each time, she pleads with him to stay but he doesn't. One day, he tells his mom ahead of time that he'll be staying over at a friend's house and she has nothing against it, simply glad that he's so social and extroverted. Gojo always has something to say. He doesn't like when Yuji is out of the house, especially at night. He wants to know everything about his friends -who they are, where they hang out, what exactly are they doing. His solution is to tell his mom so that she shares the information with Gojo when Yuji is already at the sleepover.

Rika is still a bit much to him but he has to say -the house is really cool and he enjoys coming over and spending time with her and Yuta.

To make the most of their time waiting for the food delivery to come, Rika offers to use the jacuzzi. Yuta is dreaming of winding down with a cool drink and hot water so Yuji goes along with their wants.

The tub is full of bubbles and smells amazing. It reminds Yuji of a spa. He's curious what oils Rika mixed in the water. They strip in the same room and Yuji avoids looking at the girl as best as he can. He turns away and his eyes are glued to the floor when taking his shirt off -the last part. He's left with boxers on.

"Easy.." He feels Yuta's hands on his shoulders and hears his voice behind him. "How can you enjoy yourself properly if you're so tense?"

It does no good for his nervousness. Yuta's hands feel hot on his naked skin and he can't stop thinking how intimate it really is for them to 'bathe' together. Rika is in her bikini and Yuta with just boxers as well. Yuji's met with his bare chest and the well-defined muscles of his stomach. He doesn't know where to look. Averting his eyes brings him to looking at his neck and shoulders, then chest, abs and the v-line of his hips leading to..

"Sorry. It's the first time that I'm undressing in front of someone and you guys intimidate me a bit," Yuji laughs under his breath out of nervousness, opting to tell the truth instead of blurting out lame excuses.

"It's my first time too," Yuta says in a supportive tone. "I actually never undressed in front of Rika. There was no opportunity, you see," he says in a way that hides a second meaning. She told him before that they never shared a bed. Yuji still can't understand why. They have good chemistry despite 'bantering' sometimes.

"Feel at home," Rika adds, kissing him on the cheek. "A month with us and you won't think twice about walking around naked."

He enters the tub after her and it feels like his skin is burning but only for the first minute. Then it gives way to absolute bliss. At the end of the day, nothing can beat a hot bath. Yuji closes his eyes a sighs.

"Can I kiss you?"

He hears Yuta again. This time he's next to him, looking at him with what Yuji calls 'puppy eyes' though Yuta doesn't pull that trick on him to gain anything. It comes naturally to him and he probably doesn't know that it has this effect on Yuji.

"You and Rika get along so well but I'm a bit lonely.." he says shyly, clearly having no clue what Yuji thinks of her. He likes Yuta much better than her.

Yuji cups the other's face, brushing his fingers over his boyfriend's jaw, raises his chin and parts his lips as a silent permission.

Yuta's lips on his feel soft and plush like he expected. He knew how good the kiss would be before they ever got the chance to connect in one. Yuta is just perfect. Why was he hesitating so much? The choice should've been obvious to him. He was wasting his time on thinking about Megumi.

The taller one's hands find their place on the boy's lower back and Yuji's hand shifts from Yuta's face to his neck. The only problem is the feeling of being watched that Yuji is experiencing. Rika's gaze is too heavy to ignore.

He breaks the kiss and moves away reluctantly. The girl's smile reveals how much she loved the show.

"That was cute but next time, try something more like this," she says and brings Yuta closer to her, pressing her lips to his in a fervent kiss.

All Yuji hears is smacking and pop-ing as they make out fast and passionate yet with no real honesty. Like she's just showing him how to do it. She scratches his nape, holding onto it tight and her tongue slips in his mouth. Yuta follows along, having memorized the script. Their tongues swirl around each other in a sloppy dance.

Rika ends it by sucking on her boyfriend's lips and pushing him away without a care. Yuta looks at him unaffected as well, only checking if he liked what he saw.

Blood flows to Yuji's cheeks, from the unreasonable feeling of shame from watching two people do something so inappropriate, and at the same time knowing that they wanted him to see. That it was the whole point. He feels like the pervert and like they are, unable to decide who to put the blame on here.

He excuses himself, saying he's getting too hot and needs a cold shower. His red face works as evidence. Rika wants to play with him more but changes her mind suddenly, a better idea crossing her mind:

"Go ahead, Yuji. The delivery guy is almost here so Yuta can go with you and I'll pay in the meantime. Once we're all ready, we'll eat, watch the movie and go to sleep." She smiles with her eyes closed reminding Yuji of a sly cat.

He covers himself with a towel and waits for Yuta who does the same. He doesn't remember where each room is yet so the boy helps him find the way.

Good thing he packed a pair of spare boxers. It's just one night but overpacking pays off sometimes. He also took his pajamas. Rika wants him to change clothes right after showering for comfort though there are a good few hours till night. It took a lot of convincing for him to stay over and he's still not entirely sure if it was smart to agree. Knowing Rika, she'll want them to sleep together in her room. It's gonna be a sleepless night for him, probably.

Yuta brushes his fingers through his hair before leaving for the other bathroom.

"Next time, it'll be just you and me. You won't be as nervous," he assures.

Next time bathing together? Or having a sleepover? Or just hanging out in general? Yuji has no time to ask. He's already gone.

He scrubs his body head to toe and washes his hair with the only shampoo that there is -strawberry scented. He finds towels in the cabinet, neatly organized and smelling of cotton like from a five star hotel. They're white and soft like clouds.

He feels like a new person after the shower. He puts the slippers on and meets Rika and Yuta who are done showering as well. The food is steamy and smells incredible. Saliva pools in Yuji's mouth at the sight.

They play the movie and dig in. It's fresh and flavourful. Rika chose some romantic genre again so they watch some young adults fall in love and become a couple. The storyline isn't the most original but Yuji feels for the female lead and her struggles. Halfway through the movie, Rika's hand lands on his thigh casually and it doesn't just lay there. She squeezes his leg enthusiastically.

Soon, Yuta's hand does the same. It's larger than Rika's so it covers one third of Yuji's thigh. He also messages the soft muscles.

Just some affection to add to their quality time as a couple -Yuji thinks. There's a bit of rivalry between the two but it's constant so he got used to it. They're a funny pair.

The girl yawns and stretches dramatically. "Ahh, I'm so tired! Aren't you?"

Yuta picks up on her insinuation. "I was about the say that. This movie is way too long."

The characters are kissing in the bed, in the morning after spending the night together. It's the end of the movie. Can't they wait ten more minutes to see how it's gonna end?

"I'm not ready to go to bed.." Yuji says, already imagining himself laying with eyes open for hours because he can't fall asleep at eight P.M. "I thought we would stay up a bit longer. We barely got to do anything together."

Rika is eager to back him up. "That's true. It's our first night together so it would be a shame to go to sleep early, right? But something tells me we'll have more fun in my bedroom than if we stay here. Come on."

She pulls his hand and they leave the TV on as they exit the room, the dialogue playing in the back.

Her bedroom smells very girly with a hint of flowers. Yuji can't think of anything interesting they could do there. Are they going to play truth or dare on her bed?

As if she read his mind, Rika sits him on the bed and climbs on it herself. The curtain of a flowy veil around the bed makes it feel like a separate place. A more private one. She takes the heart-shaped pillow and hugs it to her stomach, quiet excitement stark in her eyes.

"So, Yuji. What do you like about Yuta?"

It's awkward to answer the question in front of him so Yuji lists out a few reasons like their compatible characters. He's a great friend and a partner. They haven't been dating for a long time but it's hard to find any downside to Yuta's character. He's not perfect -can't always guess what others want but it's his willingness to work hard for the relationship that makes him special.

Rika hums in response. "That's cute.. Pure. So, if you like him so much, why don't you give him something back for all his effort? He really cares for you and wants to take it slow but I know he's dying to touch you. Are you still stuck on the other guy? Forget about him. You have someone better now."

Yuta's blush reveals that what she's saying isn't just her opinion. He's not as pushy as Rika and doesn't demand attention like her so he didn't notice how lonely he's been feeling. Yuta has been occupying his thoughts for the past days after their dates but he's not straightforward enough to make the first move.

"I don't want you to feel like it's a must," Yuta explains in a raspy voice. "You probably can't see yourself doing it with me yet. We've been dating for under a week but I've been thinking about you for far longer than you can imagine. I.."

Yuji closes his mouth with a kiss. A short one, just to calm him.

"It's okay. I haven't been thinking nothing but pure thoughts either.."

Hearing that, encourages Yuta to go for another kiss, a deeper one this time. The weight of his body pushes Yuji onto his back and his head hits the pillow.

Yuta isn't forceful about his touches. He treats Yuji like he's delicate and easy to break. Or maybe he's careful not to make the wrong move and ruin the experience for him. It's easy to get lost in his closeness and forget the time and place, but Yuji doesn't. He's self conscious about being watched.

Rika lays quite far from them, on her stomach, with her head propped on a pillow like she's watching a movie but she's watching with more interest than she did the actual movie she put on before. She doesn't disturb them in any way, remains a comfortable distance, yet Yuji can't keep going. He makes Yuta stop.

"Let her," Yuta asks, breathy, giving him that look that he can't deny. "Don't think about her. Focus on me. I'm getting jealous when the person I'm showering with attention makes me share theirs with someone else. I'm the one on top of you. I'm the one kissing and touching you," Yuta whispers in a possessive tone, using his thumb on Yuji's chin to make the boy face him.

"Can I..?" he asks, his forehead pressed to Yuji's.

He's on the edge -Yuji thinks. If it was Rika, she would've just taken what's hers. He knows that if he declined, Yuta wouldn't make a fuss about it. He'd get off him and possibly disappear into the bathroom to wash his face and settle down. Doing it in front of a girl isn't ideal. Definitely not the usual first time experience, but Yuji came to think about Rika as his girlfriend too so it's not as bad as being watched by a stranger or someone he's not dating. He could get used to it the same as to the thought of dating two people at the same time. What would've helped, though would be if he had more time to think about it before he got into this situation.

Rika presented him with the idea at the start -the fact that they both want to 'take' him, but he's still not ready for it.

His stomach curls when Yuta snakes his hand under his shirt. His hands are warm, fingers caressing the sensitive skin of his abs. He's so careful and gentle that Yuji starts to get impatient. It's more embarrassing to be so worshipped, almost, than to just be pounced on without any restraint.

"Shall we take it off?" Yuta murmurs against the shell of the pinkette's ear. He's already holding the bottom of Yuji's shirt.

"Go on," Yuji responds and raises his arms to make it easier for his partner.

Then it's time for the pajama pants, which Yuji pulls off with one, quick movement. Yuji's heart is beating fast like it's about to jump out of his chest. The black-haired undresses in thirty seconds, and Yuji starts to understand why Rika made them put on pajamas right after showering. It would've been more work with everyday clothes.

They're both left with nothing but their underwear. Yuta takes great satisfaction in looking at the boy's tan skin, dusty pink nipples and the appetizing curve of his pecks. He massages Yuji's toned thigh, steadily moving his hand up while watching Itadori's reaction.

Yuta is rock-hard. His cock is poking at the material of his boxers and the outline of it itself tells Yuji how much trouble he's in.

'What have I gotten myself into?' -he thinks, re-evaluating his decisions. How is this supposed to go in him?

He's half-hard too and embarrassingly, his dick twitches at some of Yuta's movements telling him what he's doing right. What has an effect on Yuji. The closer Yuta's hand gets to his crotch, the more restless Yuji gets.

Yuta's fingers hook on the hem of the boxers and he gazes at Yuji awaitingly. The boy provides him with another affirmation, hiding his face with his hands. Even with Yuta, he can't relax fully. When is it going to get less embarrassing? How can Rika watch them with no shame? Is he the only one having internal conflict about doing it?

Yuta's face is red with blush as well, but his shyness doesn't stop him. He removes Yuji's underwear and goes in for an open-mouthed kiss. He's getting more forward and honest about his needs. He shows Yuji exactly what he's expecting. What he's been fantasizing about doing with him this whole time.

The arousal goes straight to his dick which is standing proudly now. Yuta cups it with his hand and starts pumping it slowly, in a soothing movement, using the precum as a lube.

Yuji moans in his mouth -a stammered and surprised moan. Yuta calms his nerves with a simple 'Shh.. it's okay. It'll be good for you.'

He leaves Yuji for a moment to get something from the nightstand. It's a bottle with transparent fluid. He grabs Yuji's thighs and places the boy's legs on his shoulders, putting Yuji in an open position, making it more comfortable and accessible for both of them. They can easily kiss and hug this way. Yuta takes advantage of it and distracts Yuji with the affection.

Yuta's fingers rub over his rim, smearing a sticky fluid on top.

Yuji responds in a muffled sound of surprise. "Mm.."

"Bare with it for a few minutes, okay? It's your first time so it'll take longer and you might not love it but I need to stretch you out.. It won't hurt."

Yuji tries his best to cooperate and grant him entrance. Yuta's finger feels like an intruder in his body. His hole and Yuta's fingers are covered in lube, but despite the sticky mess, he feels weird to be penetrated. One finger doesn't bring him much pain but two at once scare him with the possibility of his rim ripping. It's a pressure that he doesn't know if he can handle, yet, according to Yuta, they haven't even gotten started.

"Just one more," the boy mutters, his cock hard and leaking in his underwear. He needs a lot of self-restraint not to pull it out and enter Yuji just like that. Though he wouldn't be able to do that in reality since it meant hurting the pink-haired. He would hate to see him in pain.

The bedding under Yuji is wet with the lube that poured out in between the thrusts of Yuta's fingers. He can't help but whine when Yuta curves his fingers upwards, poking at something so sensitive inside him, making his stomach tingle with an unknown to him feeling. Unknown until now. What is he doing? He definitely knows what he's trying to do. Rika smirks, listening to his reactions. Yuji is the only one confused.

"I've found it," Okkotsu says, fingering him with vigor. "Let's see.."

The third finger joins in. Shyly and with the addition of more lube. Once they're all in, a fat drop of cum drops on Yuji's stomach from his neglected dick. He groans, growing frustrated and inches to touch it but Yuta stops him.

"Let's come together, okay?" he smiles. "Wait for me, Yuji-chan."

He picks up a fast pace, drilling his fingers in Yuji with an impatient speed, enjoying how soft and plaint the boy's walls became to the force of his movement. Yuji's body is accepting him more and more, adapting quickly as if it was only waiting for someone to use it.

"I knew you'd be good at this," Yuta praises. "I knew you would be perfect for me. You'll handle it without a problem, won't you?"

He doesn't let Yuji answer. Instead, he closes his lips in a sweet kiss, filled with the tenderness he's been harboring towards the boy.

He brushes his thumb over his cheek, rubbing circles over his scar to comfort him. He knows how scared Yuji is for the next part.

"Thank you for choosing me. I'll make you happy. I can help you forget about the person you liked. All you have to do is let me."

Yuji kisses him back. Fushiguro's mention makes him sad for a moment but he reminds himself that it's not the time to think about him. He shouldn't care about him or think about him like that ever again.

Before he realizes it, Yuta has a condom in his hand and is putting it on his cock. His boxers are off too. Rika chimes in.

"It would feel better for both of you if you don't use it."

Yuta doesn't even blink. Yuji can't understand how can he be so unphased.

"I don't want Yuji to get a stomach ache," he says, rolling the rubber down. "That's what would happen if I came inside, besides these condoms are thin. I barely feel it."

"Why don't you ask him before you decide?" she argues, ironically and looks at Yuji. "Say, wouldn't his cum feel nice and hot in you?"

Yuji is choked up. No words leave his mouth. Rika is insane. She's seriously insane.

Yuta cages him with his arms and positions him the same as before. Yuji's heart drops to his stomach. It's all going too fast for him. He figures it's better not to delay it but 'get it over with'. Yuta prepped him properly so there's nothing more for them to do but to have sex.

He feels the tip of his boyfriend's cock touching on his rim and then, it starts to open him up. He clings to Yuta's back desperately, pulling him down so low that Okkotsu's face is buried in his neck. Yuta lets out little labored breaths, tickling Yuji with them.

"Mhmm.." the black-haired groans, low and pained. The overstimulation is getting to him but he can't force it in.

"How much more?" Yuji is no better. He's so close to cumming but obeys Yuta and doesn't touch himself.

"The tip is in," Okkotsu manages to say.

Yuji's insides are stretched enough for Yuta to move forward soon. He pushes in and out, more with time as he feels that the boy's body gives in, and allows to be filled.

Yuta is aware that he's rushing. That maybe he should be more careful and move only when he's completely sure that it won't hurt Yuji, but he hears no moans of pain or complaints so goes faster than he planned to and to his bliss, he's finally in to the hilt.

Yuji's walls clench around him and the wetness is close to making him lightheaded. It feels so damn good. If he died right there and then, head between his legs, he would have no regrets.

He pulls out halfway and thrusts in, far less gently than he'd want. It rips a moan out of Yuji's mouth.

"Mmm...!- Yuta!" he breathes out. "Touch me, please.." he adds desperately.

Yuta does as he's asked and begins to stroke him rhytmically. In the same rhythm as his thrusts.

"Nice, isn't it?" he purrs, high on the pleasure of being inside Yuji. "We're made for each other. Look how close you are." He stops touching him. "I basically just entered. I know you love it but you can't come so fast."

Yuji whines, digging his nails into Yuta's broad back. "I feel so full," he complains. "You filled me to the very brim."

His boyfriend chuckles and begins to move. "But doesn't it feel right? To have me inside you? Don't you regret waiting so long so give yourself to me?"

Yuji can't disagree when his cock strokes him so good on the inside. He's burning up. He can feel it in his throat. The tip of Yuta's dick hits just the right place. The one that Yuta pressed on before with his fingers, but now it hits it with more force, giving Yuji the illusion of something digging into his stomach.

Yuta doesn't waste his energy, putting all of it into moving his hips, rutting into Yuji with loud moans of pleasure. He's never seen Yuta lose his composure and give in to his impulses. He always gave off the impression of being older than a high schooler, with this aura of maturity, but now, he starts looking more like a teenager. He is one, at the end of the day -a boy ruled by his raging hormones.

"Fuck.. I could do this for hours..," he breathes out, face red and flustered. The veins in his hands popped out. He notices it with no care. He's a mess anyway. Yuji would've seen sooner or earlier. He's not exactly how he always imagined. He's as hot-headed as other boys but he holds himself back for Yuji.

"I get it now," he whispers to himself. Yuji can't focus on his words as the wet sounds muffle them out. Yuta slows down a bit, but it's still a lot to take. His girth is no joke. "If I were him, I would've done the same. His worry isn't irrationable one bit."

Yuji struggles to make sense of what he's saying. He instead focused on his lips on his neck. Yuta peppers his skin in kisses while talking.

"Ah, I'm a traitor... But why does it feel so good to be one?"

Yuji thinks how he's probably going to get bruises on his butt by the end of this. It doesn't hurt, except for a slight sensation of getting stretched too far when Yuta does it faster. His rim is red and swollen but being connected with Yuta feels so good that it overtakes the bit of discomfort he feels at his body being toyed with and put in unnatural positions. He wonders if sex with Megumi would be just as intense.

Yuta pounds into his sloppy hole, earning broken moans and whimpers from Yuji. His breath hitches when Yuta touches his dick again and gives it a few strokes.

He's almost there, Yuji can tell by his rush and increasingly fast heartbeat. He buries himself to the hilt times and times again. Yuji's spine curves on its own, as he welcomes his upcoming orgasm. He can't feel his legs but he can't tell if it's from keeping them up for so long or because all his blood left his limbs and flowed to his dick. His tip turned into an angry red color, begging for release.

"Love you," Yuta grunts. "I love you, Yuji.."

He runs his tongue over his neck and sucks on the skin, leaving a small, purple mark on purpose. He picks another place, under the first one. The second is bigger, still went with his saliva.

He regrets putting the condom in as he gets the urge to come inside and breed Yuji. Possess and mark him before anyone else can. He tells himself they'll have many more opportunities to. He made up his mind to make their first time romantic and please Yuji and he's going to keep his promise.

Yuji's hand in his hair is the cherry on top. His lips find Yuji's and his tongue opens the boy's mouth, being greeted with no resistance. How delicious the inside of his mouth tastes. Yuji's tongue is sloppy at its attempt to follow Yuta's but that's what makes it cute. It's adorable. He can't focus on those two things at once -he could be a better kisser if he wasn't getting pounded at the same time.

Itadori closes his eyes, overwhelmed by the sensation attacking his nerves. Every thrust sends a wave of pleasure through his body. He forgets about shyness entirely, moaning all he wants, or rather not being able to hold it in. Yuta's cock forces the moans out of his mouth. It's impossible to stay quiet.

Yuta is at the edge of release, he feels it inside. His seeds are pooling, hot and heavy, ready to pour out. He breathes out slowing his pace for a minute.

"I'm coming," he whispers, voice husky. "What about you, Yuji?"

He gazes at the boy from under his lashes, millimeters away from kissing, just waiting for a positive response so he can kiss him and go on to do what he wishes. He wouldn't let himself come before Yuji does.

Itadori nods, eyes glassy, close to trying from the overstimulation which feels weirdly good as well. It's too much and it hurts and he's filled with all sorts of emotions and craves to finish finally, but he finds himself enjoying the pain.

Yuta needs no more of an affirmation.

He starts to slam in, guided by his own needs, while jerking Yuji off, his hand covered with the boy's precum.

Yuji clenches around his like a vice, making it extremely hard to move, get the excessive amount of lube they used, allows him to slam it in without a problem.

Yuji comes with a long, loud moan bordering on a whine. His cum shoots on his stomach, thick and white while Yuta continues to stroke his length, overtaken by his own orgasm. His hips shake and his cock twitches hard as he finishes in Yuji's tight heat.

Yuji could swear he saw stars. His eyes rolled back and held his breath. Now he can exhale. His body goes slack, exhausted from the release of the huge amount of build-up tension.

Yuta pulls out with a heavy sigh of satisfaction and tiredness. He takes off the condom, ties it, throws it away and lays down next to his boyfriend.

"You were as cute as I thought you'd be."

He hears Rika talking on his right. Normally, he'd cover himself up, but he's too dazed to do anything.

"Don't fall asleep yet. You said you're not ready for bed. Where did that go?"

She pinches his cheek. "Hey, pick your toy. If you don't, I'll pick for you~."

Yuji opens his eyes and props himself on his elbows to get up but Rika pushes him down with one hand.

She stares at his chest. Her hand moves to grab one of his pecks. The muscle reacts nicely when squeezed. It gives her an idea instantly.

She kisses him on the mouth. "Don't move too much, okay? You have such cute nipples. They're begging to be sucked."

She lowers herself to his chest and wraps her lips over the pink nub while squeezing the peck.

Yuji groans. Nipples? He never thought it could be a sexual object. Much less for a girl to find nipples attractive. But her tongue feels amazing, swirling around it.

She lets go of the nipple with a pop and kneads the pecks, delight written on her face. She rubs the nipples between her fingers, pinching them harder from time to time to see Yuji wince. It brings her so much pleasure to see him in pain. Not a lot of it but a subtle change of expression is enough.

"Ah, stop, please..," Yuji asks, putting his hands on top of hers. "I can't anymore."

"But Yuji..," Rika pouts. "That would be unfair. I let Yuta go first. You can't leave me hanging like that."

Yuta comes to his rescue. "We have time. Let's do it tomorrow."

But of course, it's Rika we're talking about so she doesn't give up that easily. "You don't have to do anything. I'll do all the work. Didn't I promise to treat you right and spoil you? And you promised to let me. Let's keep our parts."

She opens the drawer and chooses one of the dildos. "You'll love this one," she says, putting on the strap-on.

Next, she gropes his thighs, noting with a smirk that her actions made Yuji's member twitch with interest. His nipples and pecks are sensitive which is a great thing. He likes having his thighs touched too. His body loves attention. Yuji is the one who's dishonest and shy, but she'll help him come out of his shell and become her perfect, little toy.

She puts a pillow under his hips and lifts his legs so that they hug her waist.

The dildo slides in like a knife in warm butter. She watches it with amazement, glad for her decision to let Yuta take Yuji's virginity. She doesn't have to prep him now. She also thought that Yuta's cum would work as lube for her so it was annoying when he didn't agree to do it raw but turns out that the lube is enough and the toy glides in and out perfectly fine.

"Mmn..," Yuji makes little noises under his breath. His dick regained its energy faster than the rest of his body. She touches the tip with his finger, an amused smile playing on her lips. "You love being fucked, don't you? Does taking a cock feel good, Yuji?" she hums. "I had a feeling about you. I knew you were made for this. I needed to see you under me."

Now it's Yuta's turn to wait. He observes them impatiently, drinking in Yuji's reactions. His moans and facial expressions.

She doesn't stop groping his pecks. They're pretty and plush. She tests out how fast she can go before it brings Yuji pain. The toy is large too. Around the same size as Yuta's dick. She shoves it in and out of his warm, inviting hole. Yuji winces again, the fullness sending a shiver down his spine.

Rika presses a button, turning on the option of vibrating on the dildo and it doubles the already incredible feeling. Yuji whimpers unabashedly. His insides tingle from the buzzing and he squirms, grasping onto the bedding.

"A-agh! Yu..-ta!" he moans.

The black haired can't sit back any longer. He's painfully hard and how can he deny Yuji when he's calling for him?

He gives himself a stroke and presses his tip to Yuji's lips. "Let's do it together." He slips it in and Itadori opens his mouth like a good boy. All that they're doing is new to him so he's worried to hurt Yuta. He's careful with his teeth.

Rika also slows down her pace. Yuji's dick twitches and drools precum on his stomach which is already stained with his cum. Rika doesn't touch it, curious if he could come from the back alone. And if he can't yet, he's going to be able to after a few rounds with them.

Yuta's cock fills his mouth to the point that he's afraid he'll choke and it's only halfway through. It tastes a bit salty from the cum. He swirls his tongue around it, gaining an aroused moan from Yuta.

Yuta hits his prostate, distracting him momentarily. She presses down on his lower stomach and he lets out a noise of pure bliss. She wasn't lying. The toy is something else. It's a bit too hard and too solid but he enjoys the pain as a part of sex. It's something that he didn't know about himself. Usually, pain doesn't evoke any positive feelings in him but when Rika is the one who delivers it, Yuji gets to experience a different side to it.

Yuta caresses his cheek, kindly and almost romantic. Yuji leans into the touch, loving every moment of Yuta's display of affection. He sucks on the tip, encouraging the boy to keep moving.

When Rika notices that his dick looks strained and leaks more precum than before, she digs her thumbs into his hips and sets a brutal pace with the vibrating function still on. It's the most fun she had in a while.

Yuta has to pull out as Yuji gets pounded into the mattress. He finishes the job himself, jerking off to the sight of Yuji's face at the edge of orgasm -eyes rolled back, mouth in the 'o' shape and then gritting his teeth the next moment. He mewls hopelessly as the girl uses his hole all she wants, and Yuta could swear he never heard a more beautiful sound in his life. It's the sound that he comes to -his vision going white from the excitement of watching Yuji overwhelmed with pleasure.

He comes hard, right into Yuji's open mouth. He shoots out closely to his lips, all the cum landing on his tongue and face.

Yuji closes his mouth as he exhales and huffs, having come harder than ever.

Rika stares at him with amazement. It's rare for her. There aren't many things that can impress her but it seems like Yuji was a good investment. He came untouched, just from being fucked in the back.

She pulls out the dildo and flips him on his tummy, fired up to try more. How many times can he come? For how long can he hold himself back if she asks him? She would give him a reward if he did it right on the first try. She gropes his butt and parts his cheeks. Yuji's pretty rim is glistening with lube.

The only other thing Yuji remembers before passing out is Yuta arguing with her whose turn it is now and about her being selfish. He fell asleep peacefully in a few minutes, leaving them to argue on their own if they want.

Next morning, he wakes up in fresh bedding in a pink room. He forgot what happened yesterday but the memories come back to him all at once as he wipes the sleep off his eyes. Right.. he spend the night with Yuta and Rika. It would explain why his ass hurts so much. He's not sticky, though. He's wearing a new pajama and they must've cleaned him up.

"Morning," Rika chirps, hugged to him on his left.

"Have you slept well?" Yuta adds.

Yuji sits up, realizing that he was sleeping on the boy's chest.

"What happened yesterday? I think I passed out.."

He's 99% sure but it sounds too weird to be true. How can you pass out after having sex?

Rika sends her boyfriend an angry look. "Yes, indeed.. And it's all because he made you overdo it."

"I wouldn't agree," Yuta simply says.

That's all Yuji wanted to know so he gets up and looks around for his clothes to change, pretending that he can move without feeling constant discomfort down there.

"So.. We're seeing each other tomorrow?" the boy asks. Preferably for a regular movie night. His body needs rest.

"Actually, Yuji.."

"Great that you ask, because I've been thinking.."

Both of them start speaking at once.

"Why don't we meet, just the two of us?"

They look at each other with betrayal. They thought of the same thing.

"We fit each other better," Yuta says, coming up to him and taking his hand.

"Be smart Yuji," Rika corners him from the other side. "I could give you a n y t h i n g."

Those two are polar opposites but one thing unites them. The darkness of their characters. Possessive tendencies and jealousy swirling in the depths of their eyes.

Yuji can't bring himself to pick one of them. He doesn't know anymore if he wants either. He remembers why he liked Fushiguro so much. The boy is very quiet and mature. He has never scared him.

But now, it's too late anymore. He has to choose again.