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Like Hoarded Gold (Part 11) Yandere!Gojo/Geto x Fem!Reader

Part 10 & Part 12

Summary: Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo are complete strangers to you, but when they unexpectedly learn of the tragic news that has irrevocably shattered your life to pieces, the two of them become determined to help you and make you happy again, whether you want them to or not.

Warnings: Stalking, obsessive/possessive behavior, dirty thoughts, dirty talk, gaslighting, voyeurism, explicit smut, implied kidnapping, toxic manipulation, VERY YANDERE!!!, see tags for more...

Side Note: I do NOT and never will condone the actions committed in this or any future chapters, please be mindful and respectful of the fact that all of this is purely fiction.

“Have a safe trip back home girls, it was so nice to finally meet you both! I can't wait to have you over for another visit, hopefully sometime here soon!” You said, giving each of them a tight hug.

“Definitely!” Nanako said excitedly, returning the hug with equal intensity as she whispered sneakily into your ear. “Don't tell Sato-nii or Sugu-nii that I said this, but you're so much cooler than either of them, and a lot more fun to hangout and shop with.” She pulled back and flashed you a beaming smile.

Mimiko didn't say much, but the smile she was trying so hard to hide behind her plushie doll was more than telling of her agreement with her sister's sentiments.

Satoru and Suguru watched from the sidelines with smiles on their own faces as you and the girls said your goodbyes to one another, and it warmed their hearts to see how well they had taken to you after only a short amount of time.

They certainly hadn't warmed up to Satoru near as quickly when they had first been introduced to him, a fact he had playfully bemoaned when the girls had first arrived for their month-long stay and developed an almost immediate kinship with you.

Though they both had been only six at the time when they first met him, so that could have played a large part in it.

Back when Suguru had still been a child living on the temple grounds his parents had run, Nanako and Mimiko’s mother had been their closest neighbor, so when her her husband had died of an unexpected heart attack shortly after their birth, Suguru's parents had often sent him to the Hasaba household to help the grieving widow and new new mother with chores and the like. And even though he had been only nine years old at the time, he'd formed a very strong relationship with them as, despite his own young age, he had been the primary male in their formative years, spending more time at their home than even his own sometimes as their mother often had to work long hours to make ends meet.

Was it normal for a nine year old to be taking on the responsibility of helping to care for two infants on a regular basis?

No, most definitely not, but Suguru had never resented them for it, he had adored them from the very beginning, and even though they regularly referred to him as an older brother, more often than not in his case, he couldn't help but feel more like a father to them.

As an only child of a somewhat older couple, he’d never had any siblings growing up, and the isolated and rural area they lived in hadn't exactly been crawling with other children his age. Couple that with his parents strict religious views, and it was a miracle he had been able to develop a mind and opinions of his own at all.

The twins mother, who had been more of a mother to him in his youth than his own, had always been warm and welcoming towards him, ever grateful for the care and affection he always showed her and her girls. She had even been the first person he had felt comfortable confiding in when he realized that his sexuality wasn't skewed strictly towards girls, even offering him a place to stay when his parents had ultimately disowned him for his relationship with Satoru at the age of fifteen. Thankfully the high school he had attended on scholarship had dorm rooms, so he didn't have to impose on her too often, but it had still been a relief when he realized he wouldn't have to lose his relationship with her or the girls.

And now, even years after having left that backwater area, he, along with Satoru, still continued to maintain a strong relationship with them, enough so that they were funding the girls' education, hence this visit… At least, that was the very convenient excuse they'd used to hide the fact that they were intentionally stalling your efforts to look for a part time job while they worked out the logistics for moving permanently into the mountain cabin.

The area of the countryside where he and the twins had grown up was so sparsely populated that there were, sadly, no fully functioning schools anywhere nearby, and children either had to be home-schooled, or, parents had to rely on government assistance, sometimes even being forced to pay out of pocket, to send their children to schools a fair distance away in bigger, more populated prefectures.

Like he himself had been, the girls, up until now at least, had been home-schooled. First by their devoted mother, and himself for assistance, and then later by a private tutor he and Satoru had hired once the money from his trust fund had come through. But now that they were older, the two of them had expressed a keen interest in city life and desperately wanted to spread their wings and give traditional high school life a try.

He and Satoru, as well as the girls’ mother had been more than supportive of the idea when it was discussed a year or so ago, but there had been two very important ground rules set in place for them and expectations they needed to meet if they wanted he and Satoru to cover the cost of tuition and their personal allowances.

Firstly, they had to keep their grades up and no slacking off to the complete detriment of their studies, they certainly didn't care about perfection, but if they were going to be footing the bill for one of the best private academy's in Tokyo, then the two of them were at least required to pass their classes with above average marks, and thankfully, both girls were far more than average in terms of their academics.

And Second, was that the school they attended had to be one with a good reputation, a decent amount of extra curricular activities to give them more diversity for university applications once they graduated, and campus dorms for obvious reasons. Originally, they had been toying around with the idea of having the girls move in with them during the year, but once you came into their life, that idea was scrapped in favor of them attending a school with onsite dorms.

So, in a not-so-surprising twist of fate, the one the twins had shown the most interest in ended up being none other than the very same high school that he and Satoru had attended. And thanks to both he and Satoru's excellent reputation and standing there, not to mention a fairly sizable donation, the girls were already pretty much guaranteed a spot on the school roster, with the entrance exam being nothing more than a simple formality.

“Suguru?”

Coming out of his thoughts, Suguru looked down to find you standing before him with a hand in his broad chest and a content smile pulling at your full lips, a thing that was more than enough to bring one to his own face.

“Sorry, sweetheart, just got lost in my own thoughts for a moment.” He said quietly, and noticed that Satoru was saying his own quick goodbye to the girls before making his way back over to casually wrap a beefy arm possessively around your shoulders. “What's up?”

“I just wanted to let you know that me and Satoru are going to head back to the car to give you some privacy while you say goodbye to the girls.”

Your thoughtfulness never ceased to touch and amaze him, even if it was something as simple as this. You knew how much the girls mattered to him, that he thought of them more as daughters than anything else, even if he'd never said the words aloud, and wanted to give him this last little bit of time with them before they went home for a few more months.

“Alright then, I’ll meet you both there in a few minutes and then I was thinking we could go somewhere to have lunch.” He said gently, and leaned forward to give you each a kiss, one's that were far too quick for his liking, but given that you all were standing in Tokyo station, surrounded by a sea of other people, some of whom were giving the three of you curious and/or hostile glances due to the PDA and Satoru’s arm still firmly wrapped around your shoulders, he decided not to push it.

“We’ll see you in a bit, so don't worry too much about rushing.” Satoru told him before dragging you off back through the station in the direction of the private VIP parking.

“You two have it so freaking bad for her.”

Suguru turned to face the grinning girls with an expression of mock annoyance plastered on his handsome face.

“I just want you to remember this blatant harassment whenever you two finally get significant other's, then we'll see how much you like it.”

Nanako rolled her eyes at the threat, but the smile on her face told him she knew he was only teasing them.

“You seem happy.” Mimiko whispered softly, drawing his attention to her. “I mean, you've always been very happy with Sato-nii, but now that she's here with you both, you just seem even happier.”

Suguru smiled warmly and ruffled her hair, making her beam.

“She makes me very happy indeed, just like Satoru does.” He whispered as an indescribable feeling of warmth filled his chest at the thought of you and the other man. “I’m just glad you two get along with her, I was honestly worried there might be some tension, or even a bit of jealousy when you first got here.”

The two of them had never shown that kind of behavior towards anyone before, but given he’d never had any woman in his life besides their mother and his own, and Shoko as well, but the girls had never met the star medical student before, so she didn't technically count; but either way, he hadn't been too sure what to expect and had unnecessarily stressed over the worst case scenario.

“Not a chance, she's a total sweetheart.” Nanako assured him, shaking her head in disbelief that he could even think such a thing. “And besides, even if that had been the case, you've done so much for us our entire lives, and for mom, so as long as you're happy, then we're going to be happy for you, so just promise us that neither of you will screw things up with her.”

Suguru couldn't hold back his smile as he pulled them both into a tight embrace and thanked them profusely for their unwavering support, letting them know without question that no matter what happened, they and their opinions would always factor into his life.

And as he watched them board the train bound for Tottori prefecture, he knew it was no doubt a life that neither he nor Satoru would ever take for granted, not for any reason in the whole world.

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Well, this was certainly an unforeseen scenario, you thought to yourself as you watched your frantic physics professor rush out of the lecture hall over half an hour earlier than what was planned.

Pulling out your brand new phone, courtesy of your boyfriend's extreme insistence that you be put on their phone plan, you shot them a quick message in the group chat you shared with them.

My class got cut early. Professor’s daughter went into labor and it's his first grandchild. 🥰

And despite the two of them being in their own respective classes, they wasted no time in responding to you, each with their usual brand of loving over-protectiveness.

Suguru: My class will let out here in a few minutes, though not for the same reason, but I’m all the way on the other side of campus and it’ll take me a little while to get over to you.

Satoru: My class is closer, but I still have another half an hour before it let's out… Will you be okay on your own for a bit until one of us can get there?

You couldn't help but smile and shake your head at their ridiculousness, as if anything bad could happen to you on campus, and in the middle of broad daylight no less.

You knew they truly meant well, but sometimes their paranoia that anything and everything was out to get you could be a tad bit suffocating at times, as was their constant hovering. Not that that was anything new to you; as far as personal space went, it had never been a thing that seemed to exist between the three of you. Although, you had at least tried to maintain a boundary of not seeking them out for physical comfort and affection on your own, always letting them decide when they wanted to touch you and be touched in return.

Which, more often than not, was all the time.

Now that you were dating them however, things had changed quite a bit…

They were still lovable and clingy beyond reason, seemingly almost starved for touch despite having been in a relationship with one another for so long, but any time you tried to bring this fact to their attention, they would only tell you that it was because you were their missing piece, the one they needed for their life to feel truly complete. So of course they would want to touch you and hold you as much and as often as possible, you were the perfect fit for them after all, and they could never get enough of you, not when you were right there and free for the cuddling.

But so many of those moments that, up until the night of Christmas Eve had felt so sweet and platonic, were now layered with a kind of sexual chemistry that left you feeling both incredibly flattered, and completely exhausted.

The sex with either one of them was better than anything you had ever experienced before, but when they came at you together…

The end result was so mind-numbingly intense, so toe-curlingly delicious, and so sinfully exquisite, that it left you overstimulated and gasping for breath every single time, and it wasn't like it was a rare occurrence either, no, it was every day, usually multiple times.

After that first night with them, you had anticipated the rest of the trip being spent in a sex filled haze as the three of you got the worst of the lust out of your systems, and that's most certainly what took place, but you had also expected that once you came home and classes started up again, that it would be more contained, more… manageable.

However, that assumption had been thrown right out the window as, even now, nearly two months into dating them, it was still just as intense as the first time, and you truly hadn't been fully prepared or aware of just how positively insane their stamina and sex drives actually were. It didn't matter what time it was or what was happening, when either one of them was in the mood, there seemed to be very little you could do to dissuade them from getting you into bed… or anywhere for that matter.

You didn't think there was a single surface of the apartment that one or both of them hadn't fucked you on at least twice already, and, much to your ever growing embarrassment, you’d recently discovered that both of them had an exhibitionist kink, one that had resulted in Suguru dragging you across the center console of his car last week to make you ride him. And on one occasion with Satoru a few days before that, the blue eyed devil had insisted that you wear a remote controlled toy while the two of you went out on a date together, naturally, with him in control of the damn thing.

It wasn't that you hadn't enjoyed yourself, you had definitely gotten off, which always seemed to be a given with them, almost like it was a rule they had placed upon themselves. But what bothered you about both those instances was the randomness of them, how they sprung them on you with zero warning and you didn't know how to tell them you weren't comfortable with it happening so suddenly. You truly loved how they always went out of their way to make you feel so sexy and desirable, but the fact remained that the three of you had never sat down and had a proper discussion on intimacy preferences, and you felt that such a thing should be a necessity, especially given the uniqueness of your relationship with them.

The two of them had the benefit of spending the last eight years together, getting to know one another and learning one on one what the other liked and disliked, what they were comfortable with, and so on and so forth. While you on the other hand had been led straight into the deep end with no life-vest, and even though you felt as if you were a fairly passionate and eager lover, despite your lack of experience, sometimes you felt like an outsider in your own relationship with them.

They knew each other on such a profound level, almost to the point that they acted like a single individual sometimes; and a lot of the time, it left you wondering what it was that they could possibly see in you that they couldn't give to each other. Their relationship always seemed so perfect, and even after moving in and even being brought into the fold with them, you had never even once seen them have so much as a disagreement that wasn't just a bout of playful banter.

And even though you knew you should sit them down and share all of this with them, you couldn't bring yourself to do it. You knew they wouldn't judge you or hold you in contempt for it, but it just made you feel so selfish and bratty.

In the almost eight months since meeting them, they had bent over backwards to help, support, and accommodate you when you were at your lowest. They had shown you nothing but love and kindness, and even now that you were dating them, they always went even further when it came to doing everything possible to treat you like a queen, like you were the center of their whole world.

How could you ever think of voicing a single complaint when they were the ones who had helped you begin healing from your parents betrayal?

Feeling a slight vibration in your hand, you refocused your thoughts on the present and noticed that you must have zoned out with your thoughts for longer than you realized, because there was a frantic message from both of them, asking if you were okay and wondering what was keeping you from responding.

You rolled your eyes, but still couldn't help smiling, their worry could be suffocating and a lot to handle most of the time, but you knew it all came from a place of genuine concern and love, so you would continue to let it slide for the time being.

I appreciate the concern, but the both of you worry WAY too much. 🙄

I’ll go wait at the nearby cafe and you both can just meet me there. It'll give me the opportunity to do a bit of job searching and submit a few more applications before we go home and relax for the rest of the night.

Their responses were immediate and pretty much exactly what you had come to expect from them at this point.

Suguru: Sweetheart, we only worry because we care about your well-being and safety above all else. If anything were to happen to you, especially something that could be prevented by us just being cautious, we would never forgive ourselves.

Satoru: What he said, lollipop! 🥺 And do us a favor and hold off on the job searching and applications until we can go over them with you, just to make sure you're not missing anything in the translations that could potentially be sketchy or misleading.

You groaned in frustration and berated yourself for not having kept that bit of info to yourself, especially when you knew how they felt about you still wanting to get a job.

Namely, that they didn't think you should get one at all.

Now that you were with them romantically, they were of the opinion that their money and assets were just as much yours now and that the only thing you should be focusing on was them and your studies. They had even gifted you with a wide range of new credit and debit cards in your name once you returned from winter break, much to your shock and horror, all with full access to every bit of money they had.

It wasn't that you didn't appreciate their very obvious trust in you, as well as the fact that they also very obviously now thought it was their job to take care of you, including financially, but it was just too overwhelming sometimes. Especially after you had finally gotten curious enough to check the limit on just one of the debit cards and the sheer astronomical amount of zeros you had seen was enough to take years off your life. You felt terrified holding that much money in your wallet and had only ever used it sparingly for very minor and little things. Like when you went to the cafeteria one day for a bite of food, but even that had been anxiety inducing when the poor cashier had gaped at the black and gold debit card with ‘JCB The Class’ printed across the front like it was going to leap off the tray and bite him.

You wanted to get a job and make your own money, not because you didn't trust them and wanted time away from them, but because you didn't want to become any more of a codependent burden on them than you already were. Your new bouts of social anxiety were becoming worse, and you knew they would only continue to get worse the longer you spent with them as your only companions, and a job, even just a very small part-time one, would be a massive help in giving you back some much needed independence and social interaction to help build your confidence back up.

It was just taking them a bit more time to come to terms with that is all.

Before you could respond to Satoru’s message though, he was quickly sending another, this one with a single picture and a short video included, and when they finally finished loading, you felt your face heat up with embarrassment before slamming your phone down on the desktop so hard you briefly feared you might have cracked the screen.

The picture was one Satoru had clearly taken in a bathroom mirror that showed him with the bottom of his shirt pushed up, his hand and forearm shoved upwards underneath and out the neckline to show off his muscular torso as his pants hung dangerously low on his sharp and angular hips. His long fingers were splayed across the bottom half of his face, barely concealing the smug grin and bright white teeth you could see stretching across his perfect features. Which was fine, still a bit inappropriate for the middle of a school day, but still relatively harmless… no, it was the video he’d sent that made your cheeks burn and your thighs clench together as the small thumbnail showed him with his fist wrapped tight around his flushed and leaking cock.

And underneath it was a caption that read;

Satoru: Put a headphone in and press play, babygirl. 😘 I want you to see and hear exactly what you do to me, even when you're so far away from us.

You hesitated, your thumb hovering over the keypad, debating whether or not to send him an admonishing reply and tell him in no uncertain terms that you would not be watching something like that in a still occupied lecture hall, but then, a response from Suguru came through, and even though it was only a text, you could still hear the tone he would have used had he been sitting right there beside you.

Suguru: Angel, do as he says and give us a proper response.

It was the same unyielding tone he would use whenever he had a meaty fist tangled in your hair while you carefully swallowed his cock, or whenever he was fucking you from behind and would pull you up by the throat to press your back against his chest before giving your clit a mean little slap that always left you begging him for mercy.

Both of them were very dominant when it came to sex, especially Suguru, and you knew exactly what that tone meant, it meant that if you chose disobedience over behaving like their sweet angel, then you would likely have to skip classes the next day to recover from the side effects of overstimulation and cramped muscles.

You did briefly consider that you could have just lied and given them some generic response to pacify them, as they never would have known if you watched it or not, but then you wondered if maybe he said something specific that they’ll both be expecting you to make a comment on. And, since you weren't feeling particularly keen on the idea of having to count out some spankings as a punishment later on, you hastily popped in an earbud and turned the brightness down to its lowest setting to avoid anyone possibly catching a glimpse of your phone screen before glancing around nervously to make sure no one was nearby.

Then, and only then, did you finally press play.

The timestamp showed the video was an agonizing 1 minute and 15 seconds long, and the first thing you noticed was the sound of Satoru’s strained and needy voice echoing in the empty bathroom, meaning he was likely already very close to finishing when he decided to open up his camera. And as per usual, he sounded beyond desperate and needy as he jerked himself off to a tempo that seemed more painful than pleasurable, especially if the way he squeezed the angry red head of his cock was anything to go by.

“Fuck… baby-” You heard him groan. “Love you so damn much. Just the thought of you is enough to drive me insane… look at what you're doing to me.”

To your growing mortification, you could even hear the ‘fap fap fap’ sound as his hand, slick with his own pre-cum, moved up and down the long thick length of him, and to add insult to your already injured sensibilities, you could feel the low intense heat of arousal burning in your abdomen while your panties grew hot and slick with want as you envisioned with perfect knowledge and clarity exactly what his cock felt like when he was deep inside you.

“I don’t know whether I should punish you or reward you for doing this to me when we get home tonight.” He went on blabbering as his pace quickened and his vice-like grip grew tighter. “Maybe we should keep you locked up inside with us forever- make you our own personal little cock-sleeve for us to fill and fuck whenever we want… but we’ll treat you so fucking good, babygirl… spoil and pamper you with anything you could ever want, just so long as you keep being our perfect pretty girl…”

You wanted to believe that this was just some really intense dirty talk, that neither of them was truly capable of entertaining these kinds of blatantly misogynistic ideas, but you also couldn't help but wonder what kind of reaction they would have if you ever out right asked them about it.

Would they laugh it off and tell you that you were worrying over nothing, that of course they would never want you to give up your independence for them like that?

That would be the preferable reaction.

Or, would they leap on the opportunity you would unwittingly give them by opening that dark can of worms?

The sound of his moans was reaching a crescendo that you knew first hand was the telltale sign of his approaching climax, and sure enough, within the next few seconds, he let out one last guttural cry that echoed off the walls of the restroom as his cock released stream after stream of hot sticky cum all over his lower belly.

“What a fucking waste.” He lamented between panting breaths, though you could hear the smile in his voice, and squeezed his cock from base to tip as the last pearly white drops escaped to leak down over his knuckles. “Next time I get this horny in the middle of class, I'm gonna make you come and ride me. That pretty pussy of yours always milks me so much better than my hand ever could.”

You couldn't help but cringe as you wondered just how serious he was about wanting you to do such an embarrassing and shameful thing, especially given the recent reveal of his and Suguru’s more exhibitionist tendencies.

Thankfully, that's where the video ended and you breathed a sigh of relief as you quickly deleted it from your end of the message chain, not wanting to be reminded of it again, and a small part of you felt bad for that.

Most girls would kill to have one boyfriend like Satoru or Suguru, and you were lucky enough that you got to have both of them. Two boyfriends who were as sweet, kind, caring, and generous as they were attractive, and both who desired you at every moment of the day, and for some reason, you couldn't stop yourself from finding it all so very exhausting. It wasn't as if you didn't appreciate their efforts or their more amorous nature that compelled them to want the three of you to be together 24/7, but sometimes, like right now for instance, it felt like far too much for one single person to handle day in and day out, especially when the only break you could seem to get from them was when you were in class.

Looking down at your phone again, you could see the three little dots dancing underneath their names as they were likely about to ask what was taking you so long to respond and reprimand you for making them worry, so you quickly typed up a response that you hoped would be enough to satisfy them.

I don't really know what to say right now, but if you can be a little patient and wait until we get home, I’ll show you how much I liked it.

You even added an extra little winking emoji in the hopes of appeasing the two amped up horn-dogs before releasing a long sigh as you turned to gather your belongings while you waited for their replies.

And while you waited, you couldn't help but ponder on how, despite the two of them being so in-sync with one another, their personalities during individual moments of intimacy were complete polar opposites to one another.

Satoru was a full blown service top with an attitude during sex like that of the energizer bunny, always making sure that you came first on his tongue and fingers, often more than once, before shoving his cock in you and fucking you like a rabbit on steroids. And one fact it hadn't taken you very long to learn was that once he was balls deep or wound up tight enough, he usually didn't last more than a few minutes before he was blowing his load inside of you; gasping, moaning, and babbling about how good you felt, like his mind was broken into complete tatters, but it was his recovery period and energy that was the true thing of utter madness. It never took him more than a few minutes before he was fully hard again, often times continuing to fuck you with his flaccid cock until he was hard again and overstimulating the both of you in the process.

Meanwhile, Suguru was the equivalent of a methodical wolf hunting prey; hungry and all consuming, but with the patience to drag things out as long as was needed before going in for the kill. He was still a service top like his partner, but his methods were far more dominant and slower, sometimes even bordering on straight up mean. He had a habit of making the foreplay last for an hour, sometimes even longer, insisting that he needed you so slick and dripping for him that his cock would be able to slide in right to the hilt without a moment's hesitation. Which, considering the unreasonably thick girth he had, was usually a blessing for you, and more than once after finishing a round with him, you were left so deliciously sore and aching, even despite his thorough prep work, that he would have to gently carry you to the bathroom to soak in a hot bath filled with epsom salt.

Thankfully for your sake, both of them were very thorough and diligent when it came to aftercare, a thing that was most definitely needed when it came to having two such incredibly sexual partners like them, so-

“Excuse me!”

You heard a cheerful feminine voice say behind you, and while you normally wouldn't have thought anything of it, assuming that whoever it was was talking to someone else, this time was different because the person who said it had spoken in perfect English, one without even a hit of the usual Japanese accent that laced most of the English speaking on campus.

So when you turned to find a young foreign girl of about your height and age standing behind you with a bright smile on her face, you couldn't hold back your own confused smile.

“Please tell me you speak English and I’m not just standing here babbling at you in gibberish at the moment?” She said, sounding about as awkward as you felt.

You blinked at her, unsure of what to say for a few moments before your brain started to function again and you were immediately stumbling over your words as your tongue tried to remember how to speak something other than rough Japanese.

Jeez, how long had it been since you last had a full conversation in English?

“Yes!” You sputtered, and couldn't help but laugh at yourself a little bit. “Sorry about that, I’ve been speaking Japanese so much here lately that I almost forgot what proper English actually was.”

She laughed along with you for a moment before composing herself and you both were able to introduce yourselves, then she was kind enough to explain why she had approached you.

Her name was Beatrice, and like you, she was also an overseas student, but from another college, which explained why you had never seen her around on campus or in any of your other classes before. Apparently she had opted to attend this class as a guest student for a bit of extra credit and as a way to get a bit more study material before the semester finals.

“I’ll admit that my Japanese isn't as good as it could be, mostly because so many of the students at TUFS (Tokyo University of Foreign Studies) speak English.” She explained somewhat shyly. “So when I saw you from across the room, I figured I’d shoot my shot and see if you were an English speaker like myself.”

“I completely understand! It's such a hard language to get a grasp on and it can be really intimidating at first, and for quite a while afterwards too.” You said, nodding along with her in total agreement.

At first, you had only started taking an online class with a Japanese tutor when you were in your sophomore year of high school as a way to help fill in the gaps on your college resume with something a bit more challenging and unique than Spanish or French, but the longer you stuck with it and the better you got at it, the more you wanted to experiment with putting it to more practical use.

Getting into the University of Tokyo as a foreign exchange student was no easy feat by any means whatsoever; you had poured countless hours worth of your blood, sweat, tears, and sometimes even your sanity into maintaining a GPA that would have been expected of a Japanese national student, but in the end, you had earned a full-ride scholarship, and so long as you continued to maintain your current GPA, you could attend all four years of your studies here, and possibly even beyond that.

“Right?! I can't tell you how many times I’ve embarrassed myself by using the wrong word or mispronouncing something. It's enough to make me want to bite my own tongue out.” She exclaimed with an over-dramatic stage sigh before grinning at you again. “Yours seems flawless though, so I’m assuming that you've been practicing for quite a while, even before coming here, am I right?”

“Yeah, I started learning it in my sophomore year of high school.” You said, and absentmindedly looked at your phone screen to see the guys replies as you continued talking without much thought for what you were saying as you read their very eager and enthusiastic response to your suggestion. “But living with my boyfriends has definitely helped in improving it over the months.”

…

“I’m sorry… did you just say boy-friends, as in plural? Like, more than one?”

You froze just as you hit send on a message telling them you would meet up with them at the campus cafe, because her question suddenly made you realize that this was the very first time you’d ever needed to explain your situation and relationship with Satoru and Suguru to someone else.

Sure, there had been rumors flying all over campus for months about the nature of your relationship with them, with some individuals even being bold enough to ask questions, but as time had dragged on, people seemed to lose interest as their curiosity dwindled to only a slight intrigue, and most were already confirmed since, after the winter break, plenty had noted the way their PDA with you had morphed from overly affectionate, to straight up sexual/romantic in the blink of an eye. It also didn't help that most everyone was too intimidated by the two of them to ever approach you unless it was absolutely necessary, and neither of them were very good at hiding how clingy they were with you.

“Umm… I know it's a bit unusual, but yeah… I’m in a relationship with two guys I met shortly after moving here.”

As the words tumbled out of your too dry mouth, you couldn't hold back the wave of awkwardness that washed over you, not because you were ashamed of yourself or your relationship with them, but because it was slowly dawning on you just how long it had been since you had interacted with anyone one on one without either of the two men by your side, often times speaking for you as your new found anxiety tied your tongue into knots.

“But I swear I’m not two-timing on either of them, cross my heart!” You frantically explained, as you avoided eye contact with her and quickly moved to gather your belongings. “They were already dating when we met and they helped me out during a really hard time in my life, and after that, things with both of them just kinda… happened.”

There was a moment of silence before your phone lit up with another text in the group chat and you stared down at the wallpaper for your lock screen.

It was an image of the three of you taken on your last night at the cabin; Satoru had insisted on using a tripod to get a few really nice photos with his phone to commemorate the occasion and this one had been the most candid as it showed Suguru, his hair mostly loose and pulled back into his favorite half up style, leaning down to gently kiss your forehead as you sat sideways on his lap, while Satoru rested the back of his head on your thighs and gazed up at the both of you like it was all he ever want to do for the rest of his life. All of you were touching each other in some way, be it Satoru's fingers tangled with one of Suguru's hands, or you running your fingers through his snow white hair, and combined with warm golden light of the fire glowing behind you, illuminating the three of you in a perfect halo of light, it was far more intimate and personal than any sexual act you tried with them thus far.

“Damn girl, talk about being lucky!”

You looked up to find she was grinning at you while glancing between you and your phone and slowly let out a breath you hadn't realized you’d been holding in as it became clear she was not judging you for the peculiarity of your relationship like a lot of others might have.

Feeling bashful, you ducked your head down at the affirmation and couldn't help but smile as you thought about how right the words truly were, because despite some issues and hurdles with them that would eventually need to be addressed, you were very lucky, incredibly so, even.

“Yeah.” You agreed as your heart skipped a beat when you saw your phone screen light up again and flashed their beautiful faces. “I definitely am!”

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“I told you it would distract her from that stupid job hunting topic!” Satoru quietly bragged as he and Suguru met up halfway to the cafe.

Suguru could only shake his head and laugh merrily as Satoru leaned forward to give him a soft kiss.

“You're horrible, Satoru.” He chastised him, but couldn't help but feel his own arousal spike as he too recalled the sounds his boyfriend had been making for you as he fucked his own fist in that dingy public restroom. “You likely embarrassed her to the point of distress when she first saw it load up.”

The other man grinned back at him in a way that could only be described as diabolic, and was completely unable to think of anything other than what you could possibly have planned for him later.

If he was lucky, maybe he could finally convince you to peg him while Suguru fucked your own sweet little ass.

“She won't admit it quite yet, but she gets so fucking slick and wet whenever she's coherent enough to notice me getting all needy and desperate.” He said, ignoring Suguru's playful comment about him always being a needy little bitch and instead licked his lips as he recalled how you’d drenched his face the last time he made you sit on it. “Good thing she wore black pants today, it'll help her hide how wet she likely still is for me.”

His arrogance really did know no bounds sometimes.

He knew it was a bit of a long shot to hope for, but he couldn't help imagining you sitting at an open seat in the back, as far from the other customers and students as you could get, squirming in your chair as you rewatched the video he’d sent you over and over again, desperately glancing up every few seconds to try and catch a glimpse of them in the windows. And when you did finally see them, you would jump up to meet them outside before they could even open the door, begging them to take you home so that they could finally give you the relief you needed so very badly.

He’d even be nice enough to give you a quick little micro orgasm in the backseat of the car while Suguru drove the three of you home.

“And hopefully, in just a few months, she'll be going days at a time without the need to wear anything at all.” Suguru whispered in a conspiratorial tone and grinned from ear to ear as Satoru knowingly squeezed his hand in silent understanding.

Their plan to move full time to the cabin was well underway and all the necessary arrangements were being made.

A new security system was being installed, one that would trigger an alert on both their phones should any of the windows and doors that led outside be opened or tampered with. It was hopefully just a precaution that would never need to be implemented, but they both figured it was better to be safe than sorry. They even thought about having bars installed over all the windows, but had decided that something like that was probably going too far, not to mention that it would look very suspicious should anyone ever decide to ask questions about it, especially if they had to take a more forceful approach to get you up there with them.

They were also doing what they could to make the cabin more equipped for permanent use, rather than as a vacation home.

Setting up routine delivery services for groceries and other necessities so they wouldn't constantly have to drive to the nearest town so often was a key factor, especially in winter. Then there was the matter of getting it listed as their new home address for mail the like, which was a chore in and of itself.

And there were other things of course, but those were the ones they were choosing to focus on at the moment.

“I don't know, I kind of like the thought of locking away all her clothes, you know, unless she's on her period or something, and only giving her our shirts to wear all the rest of the time.” He responded, his excitement only growing as the cafe finally came into view.

He was practically dragging a laughing Suguru behind him by the hand as he rushed forward with a bit more pep in his step so he could glance into the large front windows to see where you were, but when his eyes finally landed on you, seated in a far corner just as he had gleefully imagined, he was left feeling perplexed and even a little upset by what he was seeing.

Because you weren't alone, waiting patiently and eagerly for them to arrive like they had been expecting…

There was someone seated across from you, a young girl who also appeared to be a foreigner, and you were laughing and smiling as you merrily chatted away with her, completely oblivious to the jealousy and turmoil your seemingly innocent actions were bringing out in the two of them.

“Who the fuck is that?” He whispered, not entirely able to mask the annoyance in his tone as he watched you chat away with whoever this intrusive little bitch was.

It didn't even look like you were keeping an eye out for them, you hadn't glanced up once to see if they were there or even at your phone to check for a message from them.

It was almost like you weren't even thinking about them at all.

He was so absorbed in his bitter thoughts that he didn't even realize that Suguru had pulled him away from the front of the cafe and into a small narrow alley between it and the other building next door, not until Suguru was holding his face in his hands and whispering for him to calm down in that annoyingly soothing tone of his.

“I know exactly how you're feeling right now, baby, I really do.” He whispered softly, stroking his face and kissing his forehead. “It's the same way I feel, but we can't just rush in there angrily and drag her out like she's done something wrong.”

“Yeah, but-”

Firm lips and a demanding tongue silenced him into complacency long enough for his vision to lose its red tint, and when Suguru finally pulled from him, he couldn't exactly say he was totally fine, but he was at least calm enough to think straight and listen to what his boyfriend had to say.

“Punishing her for doing something she shouldn't be doing, especially when she has no idea she's even done something wrong, is no way to teach her how to behave properly for us.” Suguru explained as he continued to plant butterfly kisses all over his face and neck, and even though he didn't want to admit it, Satoru knew he made an excellent point.

Over the course of their time together with you, they had quickly come to acknowledge that they truly didn't like sharing you with anyone; not your classmates and teachers, not the general public or staff workers of restaurants and stores they took you to, hell, they didn't even like it on the rare occasions when Shoko or Nanami came around.

Nanako and Mimiko were the exception, but even their recent visit had felt like it was cutting into their time together with you.

They had already been insanely possessive of you since well before Christmas, but after spending those two weeks alone with you up at the cabin, without the unwanted intrusion of school and other people getting in the way of their time with you and each other, they're desire to keep you locked away had grown into a monstrous obsession. Even just living in the penthouse now felt far too suffocating for them, like the very notion of other people being so close by was somehow going to take you away from them. And while they wouldn't mind coming back to visit every so often, or take you on vacations to other far away places, they also knew without a doubt that so long as they had you and one another, they could happily go the rest of their lives never leaving that mountain again.

You might not like it, but they were confident you would eventually come to understand that this was all for your own good, that you didn't need anyone else in your life but them, and if they foolishly allowed you to form attachments with other people, it would only end up hurting you in the end when you lost all of them.

They wanted you completely to themselves, to have you so reliant on them that you would know better than to talk to anyone ever again, not unless it was a life or death emergency or they were right there with you.

Were their desires completely selfish and utterly misogynistic by modern standards?

Yes, absolutely. They could at least be man enough to acknowledge that dark fact.

But, did either of them really care all that much, especially if it meant getting exactly what they wanted?

Not even a little bit.

They had known from the very beginning that they were willing to lock you away with them if the need for such a thing ever arose, and perhaps they were even hopeful for such an outcome to a certain degree, the only difference now was that such a measure was no longer the last resort, but was instead the preferred option.

Satoru nodded before taking a few long slow breaths to calm his raging jealousy, and was at least partially pacified to see that, while he appeared calm and collected on the outside, Suguru’s eyes told him that he was just as upset by this as he was.

“I know you're right, and I know how irrational and selfish it is to get so worked up over the mere sight of her just talking to someone else, but I just…”

His rant trailed off and he was left unsure of what words he could use to properly articulate what it was he felt in this moment.

Thankfully for him though, like always, he didn't need words for Suguru to understand the gist of what he was trying to convey, because they were already on the same page.

“I know, and I don't like it either, but we have to handle this problem in a not so obvious way, otherwise we run the risk of setting back all the progress we've made with her so far.”

Satoru nodded in understanding, knowing that his boyfriend was right about how they needed to approach this situation with you, especially when you didn't even know you had done something you weren't supposed to.

He truly wished that they could avoid tricking you like this, that you would just rely on them wholeheartedly and completely, but, however unknowingly on your part, you were giving them no real choice in the matter. They needed to keep you safe from all potential threats, even ones that could stem from something as innocent as a casual friendship with a fellow classmate. You were far too sweet and trusting for your own good, and other people would only ever take advantage of that goodness you carried, people like him and Suguru, but ones who were far less kind and loving than the two of them. And as far as they were concerned, the easiest way to keep you safe was to take you away from the larger world and hide you away with them.

“Do you have any ideas? Because I still can't think of anything better than marching in there and throwing her over my shoulder.”

He was mostly kidding at this point, his mood lightening once Suguru got his temper to simmer down to a more tolerable level, but the idea of going all feral caveman on you was certainly a tantalizing little idea, especially when he imagined dragging you into this same alley with Suguru and getting you on your knees to suck their cocks before taking you home, where they would proceed to show you exactly why they were all the companionship you needed in life.

Suguru laughed softly for him, but the deepening of the sound and the glint in those lovely purple depths he loved so much told him that his other half was just as turned on by the aggressive fantasy as he was, and even if he couldn't read him like an open book at this point, the way he pressed their lower bodies together left absolutely no room for interpretation.

“Just keep an eye on me and follow my lead.”

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You stopped mid conversation with your new acquaintance when muscular arms wrapped around your shoulders and a familiar peppermint scent filled your nose, so you knew before you even looked that it was none other than Satoru currently burying his face in your neck, his cold face a complete contrast to the warmth of his breath as he breathed you in like it had been years since he had last held you.

“Missed you so much today, cupcake.”

The way he practically moaned the words was enough to make your skin prickle and your stomach flutter, especially when you knew he was probably still very horny, despite his little escapade in the bathroom. Satoru in particular was never one to be satisfied from just a single orgasm, no matter how powerful, and sometimes, even two or three wasn't enough for him

You laughed a little nervously at his complete disregard for social norms and subtlety, but turned your face to the side to kiss his cheek and raised your hand to stroke his hair, hoping it would pacify him enough that he would at least avoid trying to pull you into his lap and getting handsy like he usually tried to do at times like this.

“You're such a big baby!” You playfully chided him by way of greeting. “We just had lunch together a few hours ago.”

“Yeah, but that was like 5 hours ago!” He whined incredulously, tightening his arms around you .

Thankfully, the cafe was fairly quiet at this time and you were tucked into the corner of the booth side of the table.

You gave Beatrice an awkward smile, feeling slightly embarrassed by his childish behavior, and was relieved to see that she wasn't fidgeting nervously like you would have been in her place, but was actively trying to stifle a massive set of giggles behind her hand.

“Really, Satoru… Can't you be bothered to show even a modicum of self restraint?”

You looked up to find Suguru standing at your other side, giving you a cheeky smile that told you, despite his words, he had no intention of helping you out of the cage that was Satoru’s embrace.

“Hello, sweetheart.” He said, and leaned down to kiss your lips, lingering just a little longer than usual before pulling back the chair to your left and taking a seat. “I hope you've had a good day so far, and that we didn't keep you waiting for very long.”

His voice was a tad huskier than usual and you could smell the faint traces of nicotine from the cigarette he’d likely had before coming inside still coiling around him. It clung to his hair and clothes as the cold winter air from outside sharpened the smell, but beneath the acrid aroma, you were able to detect the underlying hints of apples and whiskey from his shower gel this morning.

“You're both perfectly fine! It's been a very good day so far!” You cheerfully exclaimed, your eyes quickly darting over to your, hopefully, new friend.

That's when the two men in your life finally seemed to take notice of the fact that you hadn't actually been alone when they came in to meet up with you.

Both their gazes turned to look at her as they each gave her their usual charming smiles that you could see, like most people, she wasn't completely immune to, if the blush creeping up her neck and coloring her cheeks was any indication.

“And just who might this be?” Satoru asked and moved to sit beside you in a more normal fashion, but still kept an arm draped around your shoulders, pulling you in to tuck you against his side and rest his cheek against the side of your head.

Beatrice smiled at them warmly and introduced herself with the same explanation that she had given you when she first approached you in the lecture hall.

“Your girlfriend here has done nothing but rave about how wonderful the two of you are, and I can clearly see why.” She said, her voice filled with genuine honesty. “The three of you look so happy and adorable together.”

Your boyfriends shared a strange look that you couldn't quite make out, and for the briefest of moments, you swore you saw them roll their eyes together, but you were sure it had to have been some strange trick of the light. There was just simply no way your sweet and gentlemanly boys could be so rude, especially to someone they had just met, and a woman at that.

Sure, they had a tendency to get jealous and extra clingy whenever there was another man in your personal vicinity, and while you often thought that they were being rather ridiculous during those rather rare moments, you couldn't think of a single reason for why they could potentially act as such with a woman.

But those thoughts evaporated from your mind the moment Satoru’s phone was shoved in your face.

“Would you mind taking a quick look at this for me, babygirl?”

You looked at the screen and then back at his sheepish smile, unsure of what exactly it was he wanted you to look for, and upon noticing your confusion, he was kind enough to elaborate his request.

“My finance professor is having us write one final essay on profit mergers, and for some fucked up reason, him and the the English professor thought it would be hilarious to make us write it in English.” He groaned miserably, sounding for all the world like any other tired college student, and not the prodigy you knew him to be. “They said something about wanting to see if we could put both lessons together in a practical fashion, and this shit show was the best idea they could come up with.”

“So do you just want me to read it over and see if the flow sounds legit, or do you want me to check the grammar and spelling as well?”

His smile was beaming when he leaned down to kiss your cheek.

“All of it, pretty please!”

You nodded, giving the first paragraph of the document a quick scan before turning your gaze back to your boyfriend's.

“I’ll take a look at it for you when we get home.”

Then Suguru was chiming in with his own thoughts on the request, his smooth voice lulling you into a trance and reminding you of just how tired you were.

“It might be better if you just take a few moments to do it now, angel.” He quietly suggested, reaching out to brush some loose hair out of your face while flashing you a gentle smile. “You and I both know you're not going to feel like doing anything else once we get home, and you have an earlier than usual lecture tomorrow morning, so you're going to want to eat and go to bed early tonight.”

You sighed, knowing he had a point, even if you did think it was a bit rude to do so when there was another person sitting right there at the table with you. But one look in Beatrice's kind and understanding smile was enough to tell you she likely wasn't going to be at all offended by your diverted attention for a few minutes.

“Alright, just give me a few minutes to look this over.”

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While you were distracted helping your boyfriend proofread his essay, Beatrice quickly pulled out her phone to send off a quick text to her own longtime boyfriend to tell him good night, even though she knew he wouldn't see it until the morning when he woke up. It was just something she couldn't help doing, since it made her feel like she was still connected to home, even when she was clear on the other side of the planet.

She had already made plenty of friends at TUFS, but when she had spotted you on the other side of the lecture hall, she had felt oddly compelled to approach you, partly because she had hoped you could speak English and help her navigate this particular campus, but also because she had sensed there was something a tad off in the way all the seats at your podium had been vacant throughout the whole class, almost like everyone was trying to avoid getting near you. Some of the other students had given you strange looks, a few bordered on what appeared to be jealousy, while others looked like they were just genuinely weary of getting too close to you.

And as soon as you had mentioned having two boyfriends, she got the distinct sense that that was the key factor in the other students' strange behavior towards you.

Perhaps because polyamorous relationships weren't very common in Japanese culture, and your boyfriends certainly weren't shy about PDA, or maybe the jealous looks were because they had wanted your guys to notice them instead, fuck, it could even be something as juvenile as them all slut-shaming you for having more than one partner at the same time.

It could honestly be any number of things, but she had a feeling that, whatever the reason was, it had prevented you from making any real friends outside of the two men currently fawning over you like you were the center of their universe.

Which was really adorable in its own small way…

But, even though she wasn't technically a full time student at this university, she thought that maybe she could help you in that regard and become a friend to you, even if all it became in the end was a casual acquaintance that could only result in the sporadic lunch date or something every now and then. So she figured she could just start off by inviting you to hang out with her and some of the friends she had already made and see where it went from there, maybe to karaoke or something else easy like that since it seemed like you were particularly shy.

“I have to get going here soon.” She said, tucking her phone away in her pocket before turning to look back at you. “But I was just wondering if-”

Acute unease made her words stick like dry sand in her throat as she focused her attention back on you and your boyfriends, only to find that the way the two men were currently staring at her made her feel like ice was crawling over every inch of her trembling body.

But she couldn't quite explain what it was that was causing her hair to rise and her skin to break out in goosebumps, all she could say definitively was that she suddenly felt very unwelcome.

They're body language was relaxed, with the blue eyed one still holding you close, his fingers idly playing with the ends of your hair while he turned his head to kiss your temple, and the other brought your hand up to his lip so he could kiss your knuckles. Even their expressions were neutral at best, with their lashes lowered like they were bored and their mouths set in bland lines, not smiling, frowning, or even sneering at her.

But all the unguarded hostility she currently felt was definitely coming from their cold dead eyes, eyes that never once seemed to blink or turn away from her, even as they continued to move and act like normal, whatever normal was for them anyway.

Meanwhile, you seemed none the wiser to any of it, still sitting between them with your eyes on the phone, reading away while they stared daggers at her in a manner that told her they likely wouldn't lift a single finger to help if her heart stopped right that moment. Hell, for all she knew, they might even be hoping for such a horrible thing, wishing death upon her at this very moment.

And based on the way they kept plying you with little touches and kisses that seemed more like toxic brands of ownership than genuine acts of affection, especially when they still refused to look away from her, Beatrice suddenly got the distinct impression that you not having any friends and everyone in that class avoiding you like the plague was probably exactly what the two of them wanted. Because she really couldn't think of a single thing she could have done to warrant this kind of silent aggression from them only five minutes after being introduced.

Nothing except try to get close to you, even if it was only superficial at best.

…

‘Okay, this entire situation is one big fat fucking NOPE! This shit is way too god damn intense for me.’

She thought to herself as she finally broke eye contact with them and quietly moved to gather her things and hastily throw her coat on.

“Look, it was really nice meeting you three, but I have to get going now.” She managed to stutter out as she zipped up her coat with trembling hands, now more eager than ever to get away from your crazy possessive boyfriends. “I almost forgot that I have a study session with a few classmates tonight and I’m supposed to help buy the drinks and snacks.”

She was already heading towards the door, when she heard your confused voice calling out for her to wait a moment, probably wanting to exchange phone numbers, but she couldn't wait to get away from you fast enough and pretended not to hear as she shouted a quick farewell over her shoulder.

But before she could fully turn away, she caught sight of the dark satisfied smiles spreading across the two men's faces, as the dark haired one, Suguru, subtly moved to block you from view, like he hated the thought of anyone else even looking in your direction.

So she resolved that she would try and talk to you about what she had experienced just now at a later date, next week when she came back for the guest spot in your class again, but right now she just needed to get away from the oppressive atmosphere they had conjured up so she could try and figure out how to explain to you that your seemingly happy relationship wasn't at all what it seemed to be.

She just hoped you'd be open to listening to her when she finally brought it up.

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You watched, feeling more than a little hurt and confused, as Beatrice practically raced out of the cafe with barely a glance back, almost like she was running away from something.

“Well that certainly was strange.”

You heard Suguru say as he moved to sit closer to you, no doubt sensing how bothered you were by her abrupt and hasty exit.

“Yeah, and definitely a little suspicious if you ask me.” Satoru replied in agreement, and squeezed your shoulders a little tighter.

You blinked at that, not sure what exactly he meant.

Sure, her departure was more than a little strange, but not so much so that you'd go on to call it suspicious. College was a hectic time for everyone, and even you had found yourself losing track of time every now and then while making mad dashes for classes where attendance was a big part of your grade.

“Why do you say that?” You asked him, saving your progress on Satoru’s essay and locking his phone before wordlessly handing it back to him with a muttered comment about how it looked perfectly fine.

Both of them shrugged, like they had somehow reached the same conclusion without even discussing it. Which, in truth, wasn't all that strange for the two of them.

“I don't know, I just got some weird vibes from her is all.” Satoru answered a bit oddly, like there was more to say but he didn't want to bring it up, before shouldering your bag while Suguru helped you put on your coat, even going so far as to button it up for you before the three of you moved towards the exit.

You blinked at that, still confused as to what exactly he was talking about.

“What weird vibes were you talking about?” You asked, perhaps a bit too defensively considering you barely knew anything about her. “She seemed perfectly normal to me.”

The three of you had reached the nearby parking lot where Suguru had parked the car that morning, but now you all had stopped walking and you were now looking up at the both of them, hands on your hips while trying to give them the sternest expression you could muster, but the concerned looks that crossed their faces as they looked at each other and then back at you had you instantly deflating.

“What aren't you two telling me?” You asked softly, as an unexpected lump formed in your throat, because you just knew you weren't going to like the answer you were about to receive.

Satoru scratched the back of his neck in a nervous habit he rarely showed, but one he couldn't help whenever he was about to have a conversation he really didn't want to have.

While Suguru sighed in defeat and slumped his shoulders, like he was resigned to getting this done and over with, whether he wanted to or not.

“Look, sweetheart, we really didn't want to say anything because we know you've been having a difficult time making any new friends and connections since moving here and we didn't want to ruin this for you, just in case we're wrong, but…”

There was a beat of heavy silence that punctuated the moment, like he didn't want to come out and say whatever it was he was trying to get at, but it seemed Satoru had no more qualms about speaking his mind on the matter.

“What Suguru is trying to say is that that sneaky little bitch was flirting with us the whole time you were distracted on my phone.”

You blinked at that, not sure what he was saying since you hadn't gotten that vibe from her at all.

“At first I wasn't sure, she kept smiling at us and batting her eyelashes while twirling her hair around her finger, but I thought maybe she just didn't intend for it to come off the way it was.” He explained, sounding more and more annoyed as the words left his mouth.

“Okay, th-that doesn't mean she was flirting with you though.” You tried to reason on her behalf.

Suguru nodded, but the look on his face told you there was more evidence behind their conclusion that they hadn't gotten to just yet.

“That's what I thought, but then she tried to start playing footsie with me under the table, even tried wedging her foot up between my legs to stroke my thighs and cock.” He went on, his already pale skin going even more clammy as he visibly shuddered with discomfort. “I kicked her leg away as subtly as I could, and that's when I think she finally got the fucking point, because she immediately left after that.”

Well, there was certainly no denying that kind of blatantly obvious evidence…

“I see.” You whispered, not even trying to hold back your clear hurt and disappointment as you wondered just how oblivious you were to not have picked up on any of that. “I guess I’ll have to try and think of a way to tell her off if she tries to approach me in class again next week.”

Tears were building up on your lash line, even as you tried to remain calm and sound confident in your words, but you couldn't help but feel betrayed that someone you had been hoping could become a friend had tried to do something so horrible to you. It wasn't like she owed you any kind of loyalty, you were essentially strangers to each other after all, but to go out of her way to act all friendly with you and then secretly flirt with your boyfriends when you were sitting right there between them, that was a whole new kind of low you had yet to experience with anyone so far.

Plenty of people before now, mostly girls, but also a few guys, had tried to flirt with them in front of you, but this time was different, because none of the others had ever tried to do so while pretending to be so friendly with you.

“What's wrong with me?” You suddenly asked, your voice breaking out into a sob as you stepped forward and stumbled into their outstretched arms, letting out all the hurt you had been feeling lately. “I thought she wanted to be my friend!”

You knew you must look like a total mess, and you probably sounded so whiny and childish, but neither of them seemed to care about anything other than comforting you.

“Oh, sweet girl, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, nothing at all.” Satoru whispered, squeezing his bulky arms around you. “You are so fucking perfect, and anyone who can't see that clearly never deserved to be a part of your life in the first place.”

You just cried harder, shaking your head as you tried to argue that you were by no means perfect, especially if you couldn't make a single friend outside of the two men you were being so lovingly caged between, but neither of them was willing to hear your self deprecating words.

“Satoru is right, angel.” Suguru told you, his gentle tone leaving no room for arguments. “We see you for the sweet, kind, wonderful, beautiful woman that you are, and if we have to spend every single day of the rest of our lives telling you that, until we're all old and gray, then that is exactly what we will do.”

This went on for a few more minutes, with you crying your heart out right there in the middle of the mostly empty parking lot and the two of them doing everything they could to reassure you that you had done nothing wrong, that Beatrice had been the one completely at fault for her behavior and that her deceitful actions in no way reflected on your own character.

“Thank you both so much for always being so sweet and understanding.” You said, your voice now hoarse from crying as you pulled back to give them the best smile you could muster before leaning up on your tippy toes to give them each a long and lingering kiss. “Meeting you two really has been the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I love you both so much.” You admitted, stroking their cheeks as they beamed and melted like puddy under your praise and soft touches.

Satoru in particular seemed to be eating it up, as he backed you up against Suguru's broad frame before leaning down to kiss and nip at the tender spot on your neck just below your ear.

“Yeah, is that right, babygirl?” He whispered, his tone growing deeper by the second as his hands migrated down to grope at your waist while Suguru gripped you by the hips and hoisted you up to sit precariously on his strong thigh, letting you grind down on him. “You gonna let us take you home so we can spoil you rotten, show you just how much we love you as well?”

Fuck, they were way too good at this, you thought, almost letting yourself forget that the three of you were still outside in the middle of a very public parking lot.

“Or maybe we should just get you in the car right now and see how well the three of us can fit into the back seat, hm? We got that thick ass window tint after all, and it would be a shame to not put it to the test.”

And there was that pesky voyeurism kink again…

Thankfully though, Suguru was there to help bring the Gojo heir back down to earth before things got too carried away.

“Satoru, it's the middle of February, and the last thing any of us need is to be getting sick right before finals.” He reminded him, his tone stern, but still just as worked up as you and your other boyfriend. “Let's save this for when we get home and we're all sufficiently warmed up and fed.”

Satoru whined that Suguru was nothing but a big old spoilsport, but otherwise conceded and pulled back with nothing more than a nip to your tender neck.

“But don't you dare think I’ve forgotten that you promised to show me just how much you liked my little video from earlier.” He reminded you, and unlike before, you were now much more eager to give him something worth getting excited about. “Although, if you're up for taking suggestions, there's still that strap-on I bought for you that has yet to be properly christened.”

You felt a wave of pure embarrassment wash over you as the memory of that particular unused toy filled your mind, a bulbous thing with black straps and a thick cock that was nearly the same shade of blue as Satoru’s eyes.

“S-Since it's already the 10th, m-maybe we can give that one a try on Valentine's Day?” You nervously suggested, knowing that you would at least need the next few days to mentally prepare yourself for such a monumental task.

You had seen the way the two of them prepped and fucked each other more than a few times now, so you had a general understanding of what to do, but it would be something else entirely to be the one doing it yourself.

Satoru’s eyes lit up like festival fireworks and even Suguru seemed excited by the idea as he slowly began humping himself against the swell of your ass.

“Keep talking like that, sweetheart, and you're liable to make both his head’s explode from sheer anticipation.” Suguru laughed and kissed your cheek. “Then again, I suppose I’m not much better than he is when it comes to you.

“You are so fucking perfect, lollipop.” He whispered, pulling back from the breathtaking kiss he had given you. “And we are the luckiest bastards in the whole world to have you in our lives.”

You smiled brightly, feeling lighter than you had in days as he moved to open the car door for you.

“Especially considering how overly trusting you can be sometimes.” He went on, not noticing the way his words suddenly made you freeze in place. “If we hadn't met you when we did, who knows what might have happened.”

You blinked at him trying not to let your good mood sour over his rude and thoughtless words, but you couldn't help but ask.

“What is that supposed to mean?” You demanded, and weren't entirely able to keep the bitter taste of accusation out of your sharp tone.

But unfortunately, Satoru, who was either too dense or too confident in his reasoning, didn't pick up on the tense atmosphere, even when Suguru did and tried to quietly tell him to stop talking.

“I just mean that you got lucky when you went off with Shoko to that tea bar the day we met you, for all you had known, she could have been planning to rob you or something.”

He laughed like it was some kind of a hilarious joke in hindsight.

“And then you went off alone with us, which arguably, could have been even worse had we been anyone else, you even let me get you drunk and went home with us that night.”

…

“Are you being fucking serious right now?!” You demanded, an uncharacteristic amount of venom dripping from your every word as your tone rose higher in pitch with every breath.

And that's when he suddenly seemed to catch onto how tense the situation had gotten.

“Honey? What's wrong?” He quickly asked, panic leaking into his expression and voice as he tried to reach out for you, to comfort you, only to gasp in shock when you backed up and slapped his hands away.

“You know better than anyone exactly what that day was to me! What kind of mindset I was in when the two of you, and Shoko, practically strong-armed me into going to that restaurant with you! None of you even bothered to ask if I wanted to go, you just kept talking over me when I tried to object and I was too fucking emotionally drained and tired to even care after that!”

You were seething with fury and rage by this point as hot angry tears fell down your cheeks, not caring who might be watching and listening as you let loose a barrage of rage on them.

“And then you have the absolute fucking nerve to use that day, the day after the worst moment of my entire god damn life, a moment that nearly broke me completely, and you use to… to what?!” You threw your arms out, as if that would encompass every wretched thing you were feeling in this horrible moment. “To use it as an example of what a gullible fucking fool I am, to try and say that I’m hopelessly incompetent without the two of you here to hold my hand and make sure your poor pathetic excuse of a girlfriend doesn't walk off with some stranger to be murdered in a dark alley!”

Satoru winched with every accusation being thrown at him, but didn't try to defend himself, probably knowing that he had royally fucked up this time, that this wasn't something he could just erase with a quick apology and a few soft kisses and hugs.

Suguru stepped forward at that moment, blocking Satoru from your line of sight as best he could, his hands outstretched and palms facing up, like you were a rabid beast he needed to pacify or you might very well rip his throat out for making the wrong move.

“Angel, please just calm down and-”

“I will not calm down!” You snapped back, angry at him just as much as you were at Satoru.

But then, as if all your steam had run its course, you suddenly deflated into a sobbing mess again, quieter than you were just a few minutes ago when they had told you about Beatrice, but so much worse because the hurt and anger you now felt was in direct response to the two people you loved most in world, and not just a simple stranger.

“I w-want to go h-home.” You whispered, wrapping your arms around yourself as tightly as you could and wishing more than anything that it was your mother's embrace holding you right now and not your own.

And it broke something in you all over again to know you'd never have that.

“Okay.” Suguru whispered, his voice so soft and sad that you could barely make it out. “We’ll go home, eat some dinner, and then the three of us will talk this out.”

He said it like he was trying to convince himself that such a plan would actually work, like this was something that an apology and short talk could fix, but as you wordlessly climbed into the backseat and huddled yourself into the corner to ignore them and their stream of quiet apologies, you weren't so sure that this was something any of you could come back from.

So... this was a very heavy chapter, both in terms of length and everything that led up to this ending, so I'm not too sure when the next one will be coming, but just know that when it does, things for these three are likely going to get a lot worse before they get any better, if they get get better at all...

Anyway, on that super happy note, I hope you all enjoyed this one and that you'll be kind enough to let me know your thoughts and feelings on it.

And as always, I want to give a BIG thank you to my amazing friend @talpup for all the brainstorming and encouragement on these stories! I’m sure I would have given up on this blog a while ago if it wasn’t for all of their help. I highly encourage anyone who takes the time to read this to go over to their page or their AO3 account under the same name and check out their works, especially Chaos and Erase The Shadow. They are two of my favorite BNHA fics of ALL TIME! And who has also started their own Yandere!Overhaul fic called Crossroads and is set in a 1920′s prohibition style era, it’s amazing and you need to check it out!

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