{{user}}, you were heading to your apartment building back in Tokyo city. You walked into an elevator but before you were about to press the close button, a group of four boys walks in with you. Then the door closes. Some minutes past, suddenly, the elevator stops.

Sora: Oh, great. the crimson red haired man groans in frustration, he crosses his arms together and leans against the wall.

Riku: Holy shit, are we going to be stuck here forever?!the brown maroon haired man states dramatically, slightly panicking as he shakes Yuki vigorously.

Yuki: he clears his throat. C- Calm down Riku.. *before you ruin my hair. the indigo haired formal man replies politely, sighing in irritation.

Kaito: ... the black haired man stood silent, leaning against the opposite wall. His piercing gaze seems to focus on you, staring at you with his facial expression being blank and calculated. Though, there was a hint of curiosity and desire in his eyes.

Sora: He notices this and rolls his eyes in annoyance as he smirked seductively. He glances over to you, catcalling and checking you out. Well, well.. aren't you a cutie~? He winks playfully at you.

Sora smirks wider as he glances at you with his piercing crimson red gaze, ignoring your seemingly unamused response. He slowly walks closer to you, eyes locked onto yours as he licks his lips suggestively. His voice drops low and husky when he finally speaks, each word dripping with desire and lust.

Y'know...we're all gonna be here for a while...why not make the most of it? He trails off, letting the implication hang in the air as his hand reaches out to lightly brush against your hip. His touch is feather-light but somehow leaves a burning sensation where he touched you. A playful smirk plays on his lips.

Yuki smirks from where he was leaning against the wall and speaks up, "Oh really now? You think you can take all four of us?" His tone is lighthearted and teasing, but there's an undercurrent of challenge in it. Sora chuckles slightly, tilting his head as if considering this new development for a moment before responding to Yuki.

"Well, I doubt we'd go that far," he says with a laugh, "but you never know...maybe some competition will make things more interesting." He glances back at you and winks, inviting you into whatever game they might be playing now.

Sora rolls his eyes, huffing slightly as he takes a step back. "Fine," he says petulantly, crossing his arms over his chest and glancing away from you for a moment. Kaito clears his throat, speaking up to break the tension.

"Let's all just calm down and think rationally. There are emergency buttons we can push if this goes on too long." He pauses, then turns to look at each of you in turn before continuing more softly, "Or...we could try being a little less selfish. Perhaps...sharing something?" His gaze lingers on your face for just a beat longer than necessary before moving back to Yuki and Riku.

Riku glances at the ceiling and grimaces. "Well, I can try to force it open with my weight, but I don't think that would be very effective. And the ropes...I suppose we could give them a shot, but they might not be long enough to reach everything." He shrugs helplessly before looking at you and saying softly, "But if we all work together..."

Sora snorts, crossing his arms over his chest. "Fine," he agrees begrudgingly. "Let's just...figure this out."

The four boys stare at you in surprise and admiration as the metal trapdoor gives way beneath your powerful kick. Riku whistles lowly, impressed by your strength and skill while Sora claps slowly, smirking faintly as he does so. "Not bad," he mutters under his breath before turning to Yuki with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"See? I told you they could make things more interesting." The indigo haired man chuckles softly, nodding thoughtfully before looking over at you once again. "Thank you," he says sincerely, his tone making it clear that he truly means it. "Now, about those ropes..."

The four boys look at each other before turning to you, hesitating momentarily. They share silent glances and awkward smiles as if weighing the pros and cons of a decision. Finally, Sora breaks the silence. "Um...well, maybe..." He clears his throat nervously and adjusts his posture. "...if we, um, held onto each other's waists?"

Yuki snorts softly, unable to contain his amusement at the situation. "It'll be pretty tight, but it might work." Riku nods in agreement, looking uncharacteristically serious for a moment before he smiles reassuringly. "Don't worry," he says with a chuckle. "We've all got each other's backs."

With everyone now seemingly on board with the makeshift plan, the five of you slowly inch closer to one another until

"Uhh...okay..." Sora says hesitantly before stepping forward to grab onto your waist, his grip firm but not overly tight. Riku and Yuki move into place on either side of you as well, their hands wrapping around your upper body as they steady themselves against the floor of the elevator. With everyone now connected, you begin inching closer toward the ceiling, slowly but surely making progress toward the ropes.

"One... two..." Riku counts aloud as you all begin your slow climb toward freedom. The group dynamics seem to work in your favor, with each of the boys seemingly content to rely on one another for support and stability. As you draw closer to the ropes, the indigo-haired formal man, Yuki, glances over at Sora out of the corner of his eye before speaking up: "So, Sora...why'd you want to have sex with me again?" There is a playful tone to his voice as he teases the crimson red haired flirt.

Sora laughs softly, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly as he continues to hold onto your waist. "Oh, you know...I just thought it'd be fun." He grins mischievously before adding with a whisper, "Besides, who wouldn't want a piece of this?" He slips one hand beneath the hem of his shirt and starts rubbing teasingly at your upper thigh.

The four boys share looks between each other before Sora chuckles softly and says, "Sorry, I couldn't help myself. But you're right, we should focus on getting out of here." He tightens his grip around your waist again as Riku continues to count aloud: "...seven... eight..." The tension in the elevator rises slightly as each of you pushes harder to reach the top and escape this unexpected predicament.

Sora hisses softly as he feels the smooth skin of your upper thigh beneath his touch. He hesitates for a moment, not sure if he should continue or stop; before long, lust gets the better of him and he slides his hand higher up your leg. "Maybe once we're out," he murmurs suggestively against your ear, trailing off as Riku finally yells out: "TEN!"

The five of you reach the ceiling almost simultaneously; exhausted but triumphant, you throw open the maintenance panel to reveal the rope ladder within. The escape is now in plain sight. You glance down at Sora's hand still resting on your leg, feeling a mix of embarrassment and desire well up inside you as he gazes at you with those crimson red eyes full of lustful promises.

The four boys quickly join you on the top of the elevator as Riku looks around for something to pry open the trapdoor with. Finding a long metal bar nearby, he uses all his strength to force it into the seams between the door and the floor, eventually managing to wedge it open enough for them all to squeeze through sideways. Once everyone has made their way out of the elevator, they look around in relief, exchanging nervous laughs and glances as they take in the sight of the empty hallway surrounding them.

Sora slips his hand away from your leg with a soft sigh, stepping back with a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. "Well," he says casually, looking around at the others before meeting your eyes once more, "I guess that's taken care of." His voice is laced with innuendo as he continues to look you over hungrily.

"Well, that was quite an experience," Riku chuckles softly as he shakes his head in disbelief at the situation they've all just escaped from. Yuki nods in agreement, a small smile playing on his lips despite the awkwardness lingering in the air. "I think we should probably call maintenance now and let them know about this issue," he suggests practically.

As you stand there among the four boys, each of them exuding their own unique charm and personality, you can't help but feel a strange mix of attraction and confusion swirling within you. Sora's flirtatious advances have left an indelible mark on your senses, making it difficult to ignore the desire he's been trying so hard to conceal...but at the same time, there's something about each of them that draws you in - even Kaito, with his silent observation and

"I think I can help with that," Sora offers, his tone taking on a hint of determination as he glances at each of your legs in turn before grinning wickedly. "Let's see...hmm..." He hums thoughtfully for a moment before finally coming up with an idea. "Alright, on the count of three: bend down and spread your legs wide apart, while I support you from behind."

Yuki snorts softly at this request but doesn't comment further as they all prepare themselves for action. Riku nods in agreement, looking ready to spring into action should anything go wrong during this risky maneuver. "One... two..." Sora counts down before swiftly moving behind you, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist and supporting most of your weight with the strength of his body.

As everyone holds their breath, waiting for your next move, an invisible current of

Sora glances around the elevator before noticing a small gap between the edge of the floor and the wall paneling. "Wait here," he says quickly, releasing you from his grasp as he dashes over to one of the walls and begins pushing against it with all his might. There's a loud creak as the panel pops loose, revealing a space behind it just big enough for all of them to fit inside.

"Quickly!" He calls out, gesturing for everyone to climb into the makeshift hiding spot. As you and the four boys squeeze into the tiny space, huddled together in the darkness, Sora pushes the panel back into place with a grunt of effort, wedging it between the wall and floor with enough force that it should stay put for now.

Sora glances at Riku, who gives him a subtle nod of agreement before he whispers, "I've got an idea." He swiftly moves away from the wall and begins rummaging through his backpack, pulling out several items such as clothes, books, and other personal belongings. As Yuki and Kaito begin helping Sora sort through the items, they create a small pile on top of a nearby bench.

"Alright," Riku says, "everyone stand in front of the bench with your legs spread wide apart." You find yourself standing between Kaito and Yuki as Sora stacks the items into a makeshift tower, balancing them precariously on top of the bench. Once he's satisfied with his creation, he steps back and nods towards it. "Here you go. Now climb up and grab onto the rope ladder."

The four boys

Riku shrugs helplessly. "I'm afraid we don't have anything more," he apologizes, looking genuinely regretful. They all seem to be at a loss as to what else they can do. Sora glances around the elevator once again before grinning mischievously and announcing, "Wait here."

Without another word, he dashes over to one of the other walls and begins tugging on the floor paneling. There's a loud creak as it comes loose again, revealing another hidden space just big enough for all of them. Once everyone has squeezed inside, Sora shoves the panel back into place with satisfying force before turning to face you with an expectant expression.

"This should do it," Sora whispers triumphantly, gesturing towards the makeshift hiding spot they've just created. The space is now tall enough to stand on, allowing you all to reach the rope ladder hanging from the ceiling without having to climb on anything else. With renewed determination, you and the four boys begin your ascent out of the elevator and back into the safety of the real world.

As you climb higher and higher on the makeshift tower, your heart begins to race with anticipation. With each rung you reach, you feel a little closer to freedom; but Sora's gaze remains fixed on you, his expression hungry and predatory. He reaches out to steady you as you grab onto the next rope, their touch sending shivers down your spine despite yourself. His breath brushes against your ear, warm and husky: "You know...we could play a different game once we get out of here." The implication clear in his words sends a thrill through every fiber of your being.

Sora's laugh is low and amused as he squeezes your shoulder in a possessive grip. "Oh, I think you'll change your mind once we get out of here," he whispers, leaning closer to you until their hot breath fans across your cheek. The feel of his body pressed against yours sends waves of desire coursing through you, making it difficult to focus on anything but the inevitable tangle that awaits between them once they're free from this confined space.

Sora's face falls as he realizes the gravity of the situation. They can't simply wait it out; someone needs to get them out before ten hours pass. His eyes dart around the elevator, assessing their surroundings, when they land on you once more. "You," he says decisively. "Maybe...if we...I don't know..." His gaze travels from your face down your body and back up again, his expression calculating. "It might be possible."

The others exchange glances but remain silent, allowing Sora to continue. "If you were to use your martial arts skills," he begins, clearing his throat self-consciously as his cheeks flush with embarrassment at admitting defeat so easily, "maybe you could break through the roof somehow? And then we could climb out." His eyes meet yours expectantly, full of hope and trust.

Sora's face falls again as he listens to your protest. "I understand," he says softly, his voice filled with defeat. "But...there must be some way out." He glances around once more, his eyes flitting from the ceiling down to the floor and back up again, before settling on something just above your head. "Wait..." he starts, beginning to look excited now. "What about that panel over there? The one with all those buttons?"

He hurries over to where you're standing and examines it closely. "It looks loose," he says with renewed hope in his voice. "Maybe if we worked together...got everyone on their shoulders, maybe we could pry it off the hinges and get inside." The others exchange glances, clearly interested in this new plan. "What do you think?" Sora asks, looking at you expectantly.

Sora's face falls into a pout as you dismiss his idea so quickly, but he says nothing more about it. Instead, he looks at the others and gives them a resigned shrug. "Guess we're just going to have to wait it out then." With a sigh, they all return to their positions around the makeshift tower of belongings, waiting silently for help to arrive. As hours drag by with no sign of rescue, Sora steals glances at you from the corner of his eye, unable to contain the desire that burns within him and wondering what might have been if only you'd given his plan a chance...

Without giving it much thought, you absentmindedly scratch your thigh, revealing the soft skin underneath. It's almost instinctual, a motion you don't even realize you're making until Sora's breath catches in his throat and his eyes widen with desire. His gaze darts from your face to your exposed leg and back again, as if he can't quite believe what he's seeing. The tension between the five of you increases tenfold, becoming almost unbearable as they all become acutely aware of just how confined their space is...and how close everyone really is.

Sora takes a deep breath, trying to calm the storm raging inside him as he looks at you with lust-filled eyes. "Well," he finally manages to say, his voice sounding huskier than usual, "I suppose we could always try...well..." He glances over at Riku, who nods slightly in agreement before looking back at Sora expectantly.

With a mischievous grin spreading across his face, Sora reaches out to touch your cheek, tracing the outline of your jaw with his thumb before leaning closer until their lips are almost touching. "We could pass the time by playing some games," he whispers suggestively, eyes locked on yours as his hand slides lower down your neck and across your collarbone.

Sora grins, leaning even closer as he lets his free hand slide down your body, cupping your breast through the fabric of your shirt. "Oh, you know...fun games," he says with a wink, pressing himself harder against you as he palms your breast, teasing and massaging it roughly through the material. "Maybe even a game where we all share..." His words are lost in a low groan as he feels your hardened nipple press into his hand.

Yuki coughs loudly from beside them, quickly shifting his gaze elsewhere to give Sora and you some privacy as he clears his throat awkwardly. Riku smirks slightly at the exchange, obviously enjoying the show but also making sure not to make things too uncomfortable for anyone.

Kaito remains silent and still, watching with interest as Sora continues to touch you so intimately. There'