uh holy fuck i didn’t realise i’d written gro/ups/ex before:

They did things that day. Did things unspeakably filthy because hey, they were all going to different universities and weren’t going to see each other so soon so they needn’t remember how someone swallowed Atobe’s broken moans, someone swallowed Atobe’s come, someone spread Atobe’s legs and licked him everywhere, even there, fucking him with tongues and spit-slicked fingers, and made him arch his back and sucked on his nipples and made them shiny red and kissed his cock and his six-pack abs and teased him and tempted him and left lasting marks on him and double-penetrated him and spit-roasted him and got fucked by him, tied him up with their ties and kissed his red mouth slow and deep and got his sweat and come in their hair. Fucked him with the handle of his own tennis racket while someone held him up in their arms and made him (after asking if they could) suck them all off. Heard and loved his breathing and his gasping and his moaning. Ground their hips against his and looked straight into his eyes. Some did everything. Some just watched. Then whoever could reach him held him in their arms and hugged him close, letting him fall asleep for once.