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Grunting Shoto stumbled back as Katsuki slammed into him, his feet slipping on the work out mat from the force. He pushed back against the other man, shoving his shoulder into his chest, trying to find an opening. Katsuki growled, baring his teeth and shoving back not giving Shoto an inch. His shoulder aching he did the only thing he could in that moment, Moving quickly to the side and spinning away from the other man. Katsuki stumbled forward slightly at the sudden loss of the other body but quickly regained his footing. They circled around one another, breathing heavily and sweating just as much. Katsuki’s hands flexed, the way they often would before he went to use his explosive quirks but that was not allowed. They were in a small work out studio after all and despite how much easier things would be for Shoto to use his quirk, how much quicker this fight would be over if the both could, neither one of them wanted to deal with the hassle and repair bill they would get for destroying the room.
Movement out the corner of his eye caught Shoto’s attention and despite know he shouldn’t let his guard down like that he couldn’t help but look at the women who was the cause of this fight. She was sat atop a stack of mats against the wall, leaning back on her arms as she watched them intently. She was dressed in her own work out gear, the black of her sports bra and matching shorts pulled tight against her flawless skin and drawing his attention to everything it wasn’t covering. His eyes flicked up to her mouth as her plump lips parted as she sucked hungrily on the lollipop that she never seemed to be without. Noticing him watching her she wink, smirking around the sweet treat as she pulled it from between her lips with an obscene moan.
He felt a deep heat setting low in his stomach as his minds wondered back to that morning and the way he had been awoken. His moment of distraction had lasted a few seconds but it was the opening that Katsuki had needed.
Taking advantage of Shoto’s attention being else where he darted forward, swinging his fist. Shoto’s hand darted out at the last minute, only just catching the movement and shoving the man’s hand away enough to miss it connecting solidly with his face, but not enough to avoid it all together. Katsuki’s fist grazed his chin causing Shoto to stumble back slightly. He would have been fine, would have been able to find his footing and launch his own counter attack. He would have but Katsuki kicked his leg out, knocking Shoto’s feet out from beneath him.
He fell to the padded floor with a loud ouf, only just getting his arms under him to prevent his face from smacking against the floor. Groaning he went to push himself up only to find a heavy weight above him. Katsuki loomed over him, one leg shoved between his and pressing hard against his ass. One hand wrapped around Shoto’s wrist, tugging his arm back and twisting it behind his back, the other hand next to Shoto’s head supporting his weight. Katsuki pressed his front against his back as he leaned forward, his hot breath tickling across Shoto’s ear as he growled at him. “Stay down” and Shoto did. All the fight drained out of him as he let himself collapse completely against the floor. He was tired and everything ached. They had been at this over an hour now and Shoto had already been tired when they came in, his patrol having been full of petty criminals that had done nothing but resist, foolishly putting up a fight. All he had wanted was a hot shower, some food and to sink into bed with y/n beside him. Turned out that Katsuki had had a similar idea and they couldn’t both get what they wanted. So winner took all, being able to decide how this evening played out for all of them.
The sound of fabric rustling filled the small room followed by a dull thud as y/n slid of the mats, the sound echoing around the room. Grunting Shoto looked up, Katsuki shifting above him to do the same. They both watched as she walked towards them, wide smile tugging at her lips as she slip the lollipop between them. “Well, wasn’t that quite the display” she mocked them, knowing full well that it was all her fault having been the one to suggest a fight, even if it had been in jest. She should know by now that Katsuki always accepted a challenge to fight but that had probably been why she had suggested it in the first place.
Katsuki grunted above him as he let go of Shoto’s arm and pushed himself up. As soon as Katsuki’s weight was gone Shoto rolled onto his back, watching the two people move above him. “Told you I would beat him in hand to hand” Bakugou sounded so smug, wide smirk pulling the corner of his moth up and exposing his teeth. Shoto frowned. He had no right to be acting so smug it had still taken him over an hour to get Shoto onto the mat and he had made Katsuki work for it as well considering how heavy the other man was breathing and the sweat glistening on his skin. Grunting Shoto kicked out taking the other man by surprise as his foot connected with his calf and swept forward, knocking Bakugou to the floor with a loud thud and an accompanying grunt of pain. “Fucking asshole” he grumbled hand flying out to hit Shoto in the stomach causing him to let out his own pained moan.
Laughter rang loud and clear from above and Shoto tipped his head back to watch the only other person in the room. She radiated beauty, smiling gently down at then as they still continued to bicker even though the fight was over. Despite how sore he felt Shoto smiled back, her good mood infectious. “I don’t know about you two but I am in need of a shower” with that said she started to walk away from them heading towards the door. “You two coming or what?” She yelled over her shoulder as she pushed the doors open and disappeared through them. They bother led there for a heartbeat before they both groaned in unison, rolling over to push themselves up of the floor. They did both stink and hopefully the hot water would help ease Shoto’s aching joints.
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The walk back to the apartment had been uneventful to say the least. The early evening sun shone down on them as they walked the still busy streets. Katsuki had his arm sling around y/n shoulders having already claimed his prize. Shoto walked to the side listening to the two of them chatter, shooting them sideward glances every now and then. He couldn’t deny how good they looked together, there looks complementing the other. They looked like they had stepped right off the pages of some glossy magazine, especially with the dimming sun glowing behind them. It had used to bother Shoto how good they had looked together and how strange and awkward he had looked in comparison but over the years he had come to terms that he was considered handsome as well. Maybe not in the conventional way but desired none the less and more importantly by the people whose opinion he valued most.
They had had to stop a few times on the way, fans noticing them despite their casual cloths but he supposed it was bound to happen with his and Bakugou’s distinctive hair styles and the fact that three of the top ten pro heroes were out together. By morning there photos would be plastered all over social media and trashy magazines, all of them with something to say about their strange relationship. Shoto had stopped caring what other people thought a long time ago but it still irritated him that these strangers thought they had a say in how they spent their free time and with who they did it with.
By the time they made it back to the apartment the sun had set and the moon was casting a gentle glow across the otherwise darkened rooms. Bags were dumped on the floor, shoes kicked off and coats hung up before they moved almost as one into the open plan living space. Y/n peeled off, heading towards the kitchen and straight to the fridge. “Beer?” She called over her shoulder as she bent forward to rummage around inside. Katsuki grunted his reply but Shoto stayed quite, his body tense as he waited to see what would come next. Y/n turned with 3 beers in hand and kicking the fridge door closed.
Shoto took the offered drink, smiling softly in thanks. He hadn’t intended to drink but now he had the alcohol in hand he was suddenly grateful for it, bringing the cool glass to his lips and gulping down a large mouthful of the drink, never taking his eyes off the couple in front of him.
Katsuki smiled as he took the offered bottle in one hand, the other snaking around her waist and pulling her tight against his front. She giggled sweetly at him pressing her free hand flat against his chest. Katsuki was grinning now, a hungry glint to his red eyes. In one quick move he ducked his head down to press his lips against hers, the hand at her waist slipping down her leg to her knee, hosting her leg up to his side. She wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning into the kiss. Shoto could practically see the moment when Katsuki shoved his tongue into her mouth, forcing her lips wide as he licked inside. The hand that had been holding her leg started to slide up her thigh, pushing the hem of her sun dress up and exposing her soft skin to his grouping hands and Shoto’s hungry eyes.
The kiss ended as abruptly as it started, y/n groaning as he pulled away, letting her leg go so she could stand once again. Grabbing her chin between his finger and thumb Katsuki tipped her head back so they could look one another in the eye. “Shower. Now. And be quick about it” Katsuki’s voice was firm as he made his demand, leaving no room for disagreement. Huffing y/n rolled her eyes but went all the same, sipping from her own bottle as she did so. The sound of the bathroom door opening and closing was loud in the otherwise quiet room and it wasn’t long before the faint sound of water running could be heard throughout the apartment.
Shoto and Katsuki stayed unmoving at either end of the couch, watching the other. Huffing Katsuki brought his drink to his lips drinking deeply from the bottle. Shoto could practically feel the other man’s eyes as they raked over him, probably already noticing his half hard dick as it started to tent the front of his jeans. He couldn’t help it though. He had thought for a minute that Katsuki was going to fuck her there and then in the living room, his heart racing at the thought of just having to stand there and watch.
Grunting Katsuki jerked his head to the side “come on” his voice low and growling as he demanded Shoto followed him. And like the good little dog he was Shoto followed him into his bedroom, quickly gulping down the last of his beer as he went. He had no idea what to expect once inside the spacious room but he knew he would need the drink to relax even just a little.
Once inside Bakugou went straight over to the chair in the corner and sank down into it, flicking the small lamp on as he went. Shoto was left to stand awkwardly in the middle of the room wondering what he was supposed be doing now. Katsuki sat back in the chair, back straight but his legs spread wide, pulling the fabric of his trousers tight across his staring erection. Shoto couldn’t help but stare, the man oozing confidence and control. He had won the fight after all and tonight was his to control. They were his to control.
“Take it off” Katsuki demanded before taking another drink for him bottle. Sharp red eyes watched intently as Shoto sighed, moving to place his empty bottle on the bed side table before turning back towards the other man. He made quick work of unbuttoning his shirt and shrugging it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. He was determined not to give the blond a show. He would be quick and methodical, just like he was on his own. It wasn’t because he was shy or embarrassed, he knew he looked good with defined muscles but they just weren’t as obvious as Bakugou’s. No he wasn’t shy or embarrassed he just never saw the point in dragging something like this out. Plus he didn’t want to give Katsuki the satisfactions performing for him.
Sure hands went to his trousers next, unbuttoning them quickly before sliding his hands into the waistband of his underwear, intent on getting them both off in one go, no point in wasting time. “Leave the underwear on” Katsuki’s gruff command had Shoto’s head jerking up from where he had bent over to push the garments down. He was still sat in the chair, head turned towards the door and sipping on his beer, the image of nonchalant but his eyes were trained on Shoto, watching every move. When Shoto didn’t move Katsuki raised one blond eyebrow at him, almost daring Shoto to define him. Huffing in annoyance he slipped his hands out of his pants and shoved his trousers down, yanking them and his socks off at the same time and kicking them out of his way.
Crossing his arms over his chest, Shoto stood with his back straight and head held high, glaring at the blond. He may have agreed to let Bakugou decide how things would go this night but it didn’t mean he was going to make things easy for the man. Plus Katsuki was annoyingly hot when he got angry.
Narrowing his eyes Katsuki jerked his head towards the bed. “Sit” his voice was low but had an edge to it that sent a shiver down Shoto’s spine. Huffing Shoto turned to crawl into the bed, shoving the pillows up against the head board and making himself comfortable. The room fell silent once again the muffled sound of water running filling the space. Shoto couldn’t help but squirm under Katsuki’s unwavering gaze, Katsuki smirking at his obvious discomfort.
The minuets seemed to drag by as Shoto shifted once again, moving his legs so they were stretched out in front of him. It seemed he wasn’t the only one getting impatient though, Katsuki starting to drum his fingers along the wooden arm rest. Knowing y/n she was probably doing it on purpose, trying to wind Katsuki up. Shoto could see it working, the blond clenching his jaw and narrowing his eyes at the doorway. He knocked back the last of his beer, slamming the bottle down on top of the set of draws next to him. Both hands curled around the ends of the arm rest, getting ready to push himself up and probably go drag her out of the shower regardless of if she was ready or not. But just as he went to lift himself up the shower stopped, the apartment falling into silence.
Grunting Katsuki let himself fall back down into the chair, lounging back and spreading his legs once more. Shoto heard the door down the hall opening and his heart rate picked up already anticipating what he would have to sit through tonight, unable to do anything but watch.
“Sorry it took so long, there was a stubborn dirt spot that just wouldn’t budge” y/n playful voice floated into the room before she turned into the doorway, stopping to lean against the frame. Shoto’s mouth watered at the sight. The white towel she had wrapped around her left very little to the imagination, the cloth only just covering her. The top of her breasts peaked out for the top, water droplets sliding down into the deep valley between them. The bottom of the towel fell to mid-thigh but the sides hung open slightly, exposing more of her perfectly soft skin.
Shoto’s hands itched to touch, wanting nothing more in that moment then to leap of the bed and pull the cloth away from her, exposing all of her to his hungry mouth and searching hands. But he had been told to sit and until told otherwise he would have to stay where he was.
“Come here” Katsuki grunted and y/n pushed away from the door, bringing a hand up to push her suspiciously dry hair back. She didn’t even look at Shoto, not once, her bright eyes and little smirk trained on Bakugou. It made him feel small, insignificant, nothing more than a perverted voyeur. Embarrassment swelled inside of him, after all these years still unable to shake the shame he felt at enjoying watching the other two get lost in one another. Bakugou knew this, knew what Shoto liked and knew that it would get him riled up. Probably was why he was keeping Shoto away, Katsuki never missing an opportunity to get under his skin.
A loud groan pulled Shoto’s attention back to the couple in front of him. She now stood between Katsuki’s legs, his large hands sliding up her legs and pushing the edge of towel up, exposing the curve of her arse. Giving her plump cheeks a quick squeeze Katsuki brought his hands up to tug at the towel, pulling it lose and letting it fall to the floor, exposing her to both of their hungry eyes.
His hands grabbed her hips, finger tips brushing over the swell of her ass as he leaned forward, his eyes connecting with Shoto’s as he sucked a pert nibble into his mouth. Shoto sucked in a breath as she groaned, head tipping back and lips opened in pleasure. They were stood in a way that Shoto could see everything. Every swipe of tongue, every nip and suck. Katsuki worshipped her breasts, laying a mix of gentle and biting kisses across the sensitive flesh causing her to moan and gasp. One of her hands had come up to Katsuki’s hair, threading her fingers through his spiked hair and tugging gently every time he hit a particularly sensitive spot.
Shoto’s dick twitched impatiently in the confides of his underwear, remembering the very similar trail his own lips had taken that morning, the phantom brush of lips against skin making him gasp, his tongue darting out between parted lips in a pale imitation of what Katsuki was currently doing, his crimson eyes boring into Shoto with a knowing glint. One last time Katsuki flicked he tongue across her hardened bud before pulling away, smirking triumphantly as she let out an annoyed groan.
“On your knees” he grunted, leaning back in the chair and letting go of her hips. Instantly she dropped to the floor, her knees hitting the carpet with a soft thud. In moments like this she became so responsive, so obedient and Katsuki knew how to play her, had almost made an art out of getting her to sing for him and Shoto got to reveal in the outcome.
Wordlessly he lifted his hips, just enough so she could yank his sweats and underwear down, his large dick springing free and slapping against his stomach. The head was angry and red looking, glistening with precum. So Shoto wasn’t the only one affected by this little game.
Once his trousers had been chucked to the side y/n slid her hands up the inside of Bakugou’s legs, searching out her prize but he soon put a stop to that. “No hands” he growled, glaring down at her. The command wasn’t directed at him but Shoto still snapped his hands back to his sides, unaware that they had been reaching out to rub at his own staring dick.
In front of him y/n let out an amused huff, dragging her hands back down his thighs, blunt nails scratching as they went causing Katsuki to hiss at the gentle sting of pain. Shifting closer and making herself more comfortable she brought her hands behind her, wrapping her fingers around her ankles. She never broke eye contact with Katsuki as she leaned forward slightly, opening her mouth wide in invitation.
Katsuki smirked, a menacing glint in his eyes as he looked over to Shoto, winking at him as he grabbed a fistful of hair and shoved her face down, his dick sliding between her parted lips until he completely invaded in her heat. All three of them moaned at the action and for the first time since this had started she looked at Shoto. His breath stuttered, trapped in her gaze as Katsuki used the hand in her hair to yank her had back and then shove it down again. It was a brutal and fast pace. Tears leaked from her eyes and slid down her cheeks as Katsuki fucked himself down her throat. Still she watched Shoto through unfocused eyes, moaning wantonly around the hard member stretching her mouth wide.
Shoto wished to be in Katsuki’s place, to feel that tight wet heat around him as she sucked and slurped, dragging his pleasure out of him with a flick of her sinful tongue. Neither he nor Katsuki would be considered small but she had never had a problem accommodating them, her lack of a gag reflex helping to spur their pleasure on. He wanted that feeling of bliss, to be able to rub at her throat and feel himself pressing against her. To be the reason her eyes welled up as he choked her on his release.
As if he could reed Shoto’s thoughts Katsuki wound his other hand into her hair and forced her head down as his hips surged up, shoving himself as far down her throat as he could. He held her there, both of them watching as her tears feel quicker, checks turning red as she struggled to breathe through her nose. Her eyes rolled back, eyelashes fluttering and hands flexing on her ankles and Shoto could tell she was reaching her limit. Sensing the same Katsuki slowly pulled her off him, groaning as he did so. As soon as he was out of her mouth she collapsed forward, gasping for air. Her head rested against Katsuki’s thigh, his once tight grip now lose as he stroked over her hair, letting her adjust. It was a tenner moment and Shoto couldn’t help but feel he was intruding.
The moment was broken though as Katsuki let out a surprised groan, fingers tightening in her hair once again. She was smirking as she sucked at the spit slicked head of Katsuki’s cock. Grunting Bakugou tightened his grip on her hair and yanked it back, forcing her eyes to meet his, glaring down at her. “Such a hungry little cock slut” his voice was deep and rumbling, the filthy words dripping from his tongue like silk. Letting go of her hair Katsuki wrapped a large hand around her arm, pulling her to her feet as he to stood up. Katsuki crashed his lips down on hers dragging a startled moan for her.
Shoto shifted, uncrossing his legs and regretting it instantly as it pulled his pants tight over his swollen member. A wet spot had appeared on the front as he leaked precum. He wanted to touch, not caring who just wanting to feel something beneath his hands. Her breasts, Katsuki’s mussels or his own dick, just as long as he could get his hands on something.
So lost in his thoughts Shoto barely noticed Katsuki half shoving, half throwing her into the bed. Quickly he spread his legs as she hit the bed, bouncing slightly at the force, the top of her head just a few inches from Shoto’s groin. Growling Shoto looked up, ready to rip into Katsuki about how badly that little stunt could have gone but what was before him had his voice abandoning him, mouth closing with an audible click.
Some when in the last few moments Katsuki had rid himself of his top and had descended onto the women below, crashing their lips together in yet another heated kiss as his hand began to wonder. Despite how long the three of them had been doing this Shoto had never seen Katsuki completely naked. He had seen the other man topless with his trousers hung low on his hips. Had seen him with his trousers shucked off, his ass and hard prick on display or even with his trousers shoved down under his ass and top pushed up enough to expose his abs but never had he seen Bakugou without any clothing. Shoto had been missing out, his rather limited imagination not being able to comprehend how the two separate images would merge together to make one extremely ripped and incredibly hot Bakugou Katsuki.
A low moan filled the room and Shoto looked down at the couple between his legs. Katsuki had abandoned her lips, now kissing and nipping his way down her body. He sucked one nipple into his mouth pinched and rubbed the other between callus fingers. Shoto shuffled back slightly, sitting up straighter so he could get a better look at what was happening before him. If all he could do was look tonight he would make sure he remembered everything he could for when he got himself off latter.
His hands grasped at the sheets next to him, trying to prevent himself from leaning forward and joining in. Growling Katsuki continued to kiss down her body, sliding of the bed to kneel on the floor, red eyes searching his out. Shoto felt trapped in his gaze, unable to look away as Katsuki lifted her legs onto his shoulders, pulling her closer to him. The smirk he shot Shoto was nothing less than smug and menacing, sending the duel quirk user a quick wink before he ducked down, head disappearing between spread thighs.
Shoto knew the moment Katsuki started to work her other his fingers and mouth. Her back arched of the bed, gasping as her head tipped back, her hands coming up to grab onto Katsuki’s hair. Her delicate fingers only just brushing the tips of his hair before his hand shot up and knocked hers away, his mouth not stopping his assault. Shoto expected her to try again, she loved to get her hands on their hair and would often tug or pet it when she was in the throes of passion. He knew Katsuki loved it as much as he did, the dull scratch of her nails across his scalp, the gentle tug as she cried out for more.
Instead she lifted her arms above her head, splaying her hands over Shoto’s thighs. He couldn’t help but moan, his hips stuttering up at the first contact he had received all evening. He wanted nothing more than to feel her hands slid upwards, to have them working against his hardness but they never did. Instead her hands clenched down, nails digging in slightly whenever Katsuki hit a good spot. She wasn’t being quite now, gasping and moaning Katsuki’s name, crying out for more, trying to grind down on Katsuki’s face and finger. Shoto couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous that all her attention was focused on the other man, that Katsuki was the one drawing such sounds out her and not him. Shoto loved the taste of her on his lips, could and had spent hours between her legs drawing those noises from her, moaning alongside her as her realise flooded his mouth. He licked at his lips, hungry for a taste.
With a loud cry she arched of the bed once more, nails sinking into the muscles on Shoto’s thighs and heels digging into Katsuki’s back, her whole body going taught as she came. As suddenly as her release had struck, she relaxed, body falling back to the bed and her fingers realising his thigh. He would have bruises come the morning he was sure of it, dark spots of pain that his suit would rub against every time he moved.
She groaned as Katsuki pulled away, her legs slipping off his shoulders as he went. He was smirking again, flashing his white teeth as he began to crawl up the bed. Shoto licked at his lips as he took in Katsuki’s wide eyes and rose tinted cheeks. His Lips were red and glistening as was his chin, the bottom half of his face covered with her juices.
Once he was hovering over her, her legs spread wide to accommodate him Katsuki looked him straight in the eyes. Shoto hadn’t even realized he had been leaning forward until that moment, there faces a lot closer than they should have been. Slowly Katsuki lifted his hand, the whole thing glistening in the light. Shoto opened his mouth slightly, tongue just poked out as he expected the other man to shove his fingers in Shoto’s waiting mouth. He had to wonder how many fingers Katsuki had had inside her and how much she had gotten off on what just happened for his hand to be so drenched.
Katsuki’s smirk turned menacing as he reached past Shoto’s waiting lips and gently slapped his hand against his cheek, dragging is hand down and across his lips, smearing her come over Shoto’s face. Shoto’s eyes widened in surprise as Katsuki moved back turning his attention back to the women below him, ducking down to claim her mouth in a brushing kiss, forcing her to taste herself. She didn’t seem to care that much if the filthy moan she let out was anything to go by, wrapping her arms around his neck and across his shoulders as she kissed him back.
Shoto licked at his lips, the faint taste he had been craving enough to have him moaning. Katsuki was a fucking tease, only letting Shoto have a hint of what he desired. This whole night was nothing but a tease, Katsuki taunting him with what he couldn’t have tonight and it was getting to Shoto. He hadn’t been this hard in ages, his dick throbbing and borderline painful. At this rate he would probably cum just from the brush of a fingers and it would still be one of the best organism of his life.
Slumping back against the headboard Shoto ran a shaking hand through his hair, pushing the long strands away from his face as he watched them making out. One of Katsuki’s hands slid down her side to grab at her knee, yanking it up against his side and shifting so he can support his weight on the other arm he had braced against the bed. He pulled away from the kiss, eyes shifting once again to Shoto as he leaned in to whisper something into her ear. Shoto couldn’t hear what was said but from the small moan and the nod of her head he could only assume Katsuki had gotten her permission to do something. He should probably be nervous but as lost in the moment as he was Shoto didn’t care.
Katsuki’s smile was almost predatory as he shifted once more, hiking her leg up higher against his side and his eyes going back to the women beneath him. “Fuck!” Katsuki shouted entering her in one quick thrust, causing him to cry out as well. They stayed still for just a moment, heads pressed together as they painted into the others mouth. Once Katsuki had regained his composure he rolled his hips just once before he started to pick up the pace, thrusting into her hard and fast. Her hands scrabbles at his back, nails digging in and wailing her pleasure. Shoto couldn’t believe that they were going at it between his spread legs, acting as if he want even there. Every thrust caused the bed to groan and the headboard to thump gently against the wall.
Shoto could see the red marks scratched across Katsuki’s back, could feel the other man’s growl vibrating through his body. Her head was nudging at Shoto’s thigh, her whole body being pushed ever so slightly up the bed with every thrust. Shoto let his hand move, his resolve finally snapping as he ran one hand through her hair and the other sliding gently across her shoulder and collar bone. The low warning growl that came from Katsuki had Shoto’s hand stilling, his eyes flicking up from the gasping women below him to the angry looking man in front of him.
Katsuki had stopped moving, all his attention now on Shoto. “Off” instantly Shoto let go, hands snapping back to his sides at the command. His dick twitched at the authority that one word had carried, loving how Katsuki took control. He didn’t do it often with Shoto but when he did it go him going in seconds. A small whine had both of them looking down at y/n as she squirmed, growing impatient at the look of movement. “Katsuki please” she gasped, try to hook the leg he was holding over his hips and pull him back down.
Katsuki laughed, dropping his head down to nudge at her nose with him. “Well who am I to refuse such a pretty girl” Katsuki breathed against her lips before quickly kissing her.
Shoto expected him to go straight back to trying to fuck the life out of her but instead he pulled back out of her grasp, letting her leg go to fall back to the bed. His large hands wrapped around her hips and in one quick move he had flipped her onto her stomach. “On your knees” he commanded, his hand connecting with her ass with a loud slap as she failed to move as quickly as he wanted. Gasping she jerked up the bed at the sudden contact and Shoto moaned, her hot breath fanning out across his sensitive dick. The change of position had her head tight above his trapped member, their eyes meeting as she licked at her lips.
Katsuki’s laughter had Shoto looking up at him once again, eyes wide in confusion. Katsuki shuffled forward, slapping her ass again as he positioned himself behind her. His hands grabbed her hips once more and he thrust back into her in one swift move. She cried out, her mouth hanging open as Katsuki picked up the same bruising pace as before.
Shoto’s head fell back against the headboard, fist clenching in the bed sheets as he tried not the thrust forward. Her mouth was so close and he could feel every gasp and cry, her hot breath making him twitch every time. This was a new level of torture and Shoto didn’t know how long he would last, convinced that he would be able to cum just from this, without having actually been touched. Katsuki would never let him live it down if he did.
Shoto didn’t know how long this went on but it seemed like hours though in reality it was probably only minuets but suddenly the damp heat on his dick was gone. He opened his eyes, not even realising he had closed them, to find that Katsuki had moved them yet again. He was kneeling on the bed, her back pulled flat against his chest, exposing her to Shoto completely. He could see where Katsuki was buried deep inside her, her juices dripping down his shaft. Her chest was heaving as she gasped for breath, one of Katsuki’s hand spread across her throat and jaw, the other grasping her hip tightly. Using his grip on her to keep them steady Katsuki started to move again, shallow thrusts that had her hands scrambling for his thighs and crying out his name. He smirked at Shoto over her should, his teeth dragging across her skin.
Both of them were covered in a sheen of sweat and flushed red. Shoto could see the muscles in her stomach and leg tightening, signalling that she was close. Katsuki must have noticed that as well as the hand that had been holding her hip slid forward, his fingers sliding between her wet folds. Instead of moving his fingers though Katsuki kept them still, winking at Shoto as he looked at him in confusion.
Everything seemed to happen at once. She cried out, loud and sharp, her body going ridged as she climaxed again, small sparks jumping from Katsuki’s fingers as he used his quirk, letting of small explosions against the sensitive nub. Katsuki followed close behind, his movement stilling and sinking his teeth into her flesh where her neck joined her shoulder. She cried out again, leaning back again Katsuki and tipped her head to the side, giving him more room.
Shoto watched, breathing heavily as Katsuki moved his mouth away, laying gentle kisses against the abused flesh. The bite mark was angry, red and deep. It would be there for days afterwards, a constant reminder of who she belonged to, that she wouldn’t be able to hide beneath their hero costume. Shoto wanted so much to slot his own mouth over the same place and bite down, their bite marks overlapping. Everyone would see it and know what they had been doing and she would wear them with pride, just like she always did with any mark they left on her.
They both groaned as Katsuki pulled out, both his hands gently holding her hips as he moved back. Shoto watched transfixed between her legs, watching as Katsuki’s softening dick slipped free. It was only then did Shoto realise that Katsuki hadn’t worn any protection, both of their juices mixing together and dripping out of her into the bed. Shoto groaned, imagining how that would feel around his own dick, all that extra slick as he fucked up into her. It would be messy but Shoto knew it would feel amazing.
Katsuki let go of her hips, moving off the bed as she slumped forward, her hands landing on either side of Shoto’s hips, stopping herself from falling on top of him completely. “Don’t move, I ain’t finished with you two yet” Katsuki yelled over his shoulder as moved across the room and disappeared through the door, not even waiting for an answer.
The room feel into silence, neither of them moving. She was breathing steadily now, her head resting against the inside of Shoto’s thigh, the little puffs of air tickling slightly. “You ah, you okay” he managed to grit out, his throat dry and scratching. “I’m good” she mumbled, lips brush against his skin and causing his dick to twitch. She was so close and he desperately wanted his own release. Groaning gently she turned her head towards him, the side of her face pressed against his cool leg, her eyes meeting his. “Just sore is all” she smiled up at him and Shoto couldn’t help but smile back at her, bring his hand up to run through her hair, covering it with a thin layer of ice to help cool her down. She hummed in appreciation, her eyes flutter closed. “Ummm. I can imagine, but you seemed to enjoy it” he tugged gently at her hair, raising an eyebrow at her as she smirked up at him, eyes opening just enough to see him. “So did you” she teased back and Shoto hummed his agreement. He had enjoyed it, watching Bakugou break her down into a trembling mess. When this had all started he had been so sure Katsuki would leave him in the corner, making him watch and leaving him unsatisfied and in all fairness there was still time for the other man to do so after all Shoto had not yet been granted his own release.
“Felt so good Sho” she mumbled and Shoto instantly stiffened. She took his silence as permission to carry on. “He’s so big Shoto and felt so good inside me, stretching me open” Shoto groaned, head tipping back against the headboard. The filth dripping from her tongue reigniting the flames of desire that started to dwindle. “It felt even better knowing your eyes were on me. Watching Katsuki fuck me. And when he used his quirk, ummm, felt almost as good as when you use yours” as she had been speaking she shifted her head, Shoto’s hand slipping from her hair to cup the side of her face. She turned her head to the side, placing a gentle kiss to his palm, shifting her weight onto her hands, she kneeled half over him. She kept her eyes locked on his as she spoke once more, Shoto breathing heavier as her words sank into him.
“Love it when you use your quirk, burning so cold inside me. Always leaves me begging for more” as if it was answering her his quirk rippled to life on its own, his hand covering with ice. Groaning she turned her head into his hand more, her hot tongue licking across Shoto’s palm and up his fingers. Shoto let out his own groan as she sucked his ice covers fingers into her mouth, tongue curling around the digits. He could feel the ice melting as she licked and sucked at him, moaning around him. “Fuck” Shoto gasped, his hips bucking up as if her mouth was wrapped around it.
“You two better not be” Katsuki barked as he strode back into the room. Instantly y/n pulled back, letting Shoto’s fingers fall from between her lips. Groaning in annoyance Shoto slumber back, hand falling back to bed as he glared at Katsuki. The smug basted just smiled wider, laughing at Shoto’s annoyance. He chucked something onto the bed as he climbed back onto the bed, slotting between her legs once more and draping himself across her back. He placed one hand flat against the bed, his fingers covering hers and brushing slightly against Shoto’s side. The other wrapped around her shoulder to grasp her chin, turning her face towards him so he could kiss her, his tongue slipping between her lips. They separated fairly quickly, Katsuki liking at his lips. “Umm cold, someone’s been naughty” he mumbled nipping at her lip before pulling away slightly so he could whisper into her ear.
Shoto couldn’t make out what he was saying, just the gentle murmur of his voice. Her eyes widened slightly, eyes flickering down to Shoto’s dick then back to his eyes before she nodded her head. Katsuki placed a quick kiss on her check mumbling “good girl” before pulling away to sit back on his hunches. Shoto’s heart was pounding in his chest as she shifter her weight back onto her legs, delicate hands coming up to tug at the edges of his pants. Wordlessly Shoto lifted his hips so she could pull them down, his hard dick springing free and slapping him in the stomach. He tried to help as much as he could, pulling one leg up so they could be tugged off his foot and he could then kick it off his other foot. They settled back into the same position they had been in before, her hands either side of him on the bed, mouth hovering above his now exposed dick and his legs spread wide to accommodate her body between them. She smirked up at him, her pink tongue darting out to wet her lips. She winked at him then dove down, swallowing his length in one go.
Shoto cried out, back arching off the bed as she sucked him down. He couldn’t stop his hands from moving if he tried, one shooting up to grab at the hair on the back of her head and the other fisting in the sheets. She set a fast pace, sucking and licking at him, her head bobbed up and down. “Fuck” Shoto cried out, blunt nails scratching at her scalp. It was so hot and wet inside her mouth, her tongue rubbing along the underside as she pulled up. She stilled when only the head was still inside the warm heat, to warm. Groaning Shoto opened his eyes to look down at her, his chest heaving as he pulled in deep breaths. Once she had his attention she began to slowly sink back down, not stopping until her nose was pushed into his groin and his dick was hitting the back of his throat.
His hands were trembling, overcome with pleasure as she swallowed, her throat tightening around his shaft for a moment but it was enough to have him gasping out her name. In return she moaned around him, the vibrations causing his dick to twitch. Tears clung to the edges of her wide eyes as she breathed through her nose. Shoto wasn’t as big as Katsuki but he was well endowed none the less, his dick long and slightly curved, his size placed well above the average man and he knew that she must be struggling by now but he still found it hot to watch her struggle to breath around him, knowing she was willingly doing it just have him in her mouth.
Taking pity on her he gently tugged on her hair and she eased herself back, pulling in a deep breath before she took him straight back into his mouth. This time she worked him slower, sucking gently and licking from root to tip in an effort to draw his pleasure out. He grunted and panted, as the temperature in her mouth seemed to fluctuate, one moment it would be warm and tight as she swallowed him down only to be cool and lose when she eased of. It was only when the ice cold tip of her tongue rub against his slit that Shoto realised what was happening.
He gripped her hair tightly and he arched his hips up, forcing her to take more of him as she used his own quirk against him. He had experimented before when he was a teenager, curious to know how each of them had felt on his dick but never had he felt anything like this before. She had used his quirk before but only when they had been sparring, now he would never be able to look at her again without remembering this moment.
He let go of her hair suddenly, both his hands coming up to rub at his face and slid into his own hair. As she pulled back her mouth warmed, dragging a deep moan from between Shoto’s parted lips. His dick slipped from her mouth and he could have sworn she saw a glint of ice across her tongue before her mouth slammed shut, teeth digging into her bottom lips, eyes fluttering as she moaned and pushed her hips back.
It took Shoto’s lust fogged mind a second to remember that Katsuki was still their but as soon as he did his eyes darted down to where a tuff of ash blond hair poked up from between her legs. Shoto could only assume that he had his fingers and mouth back on her if the way she was fucking herself back was any indication, her mouth hanging open as she gasped. Without a second thought Shoto grabbed the back of her head once more and forced her head down, his sensitive prick catching slight on her teeth as he thrust back into her mouth. He wanted to feel her gasps and groans around him, wanted to muffle the sounds she made for Katsuki as he strove towards his own release.
She didn’t disappoint, enthusiastically bobbing her head up and down as she moaned around him, the temperature of her mouth fluxing randomly. He couldn’t decide where to look, his eyes darting from where he kept disappearing between her stretched lips and to the tuff of hair she kept fucking back against. For a second Shoto imagined what it would be like if Katsuki was in the same position before, hand grasping her hips as he fucked into her, every one of his forward thrusts forcing her forward and down on to Shoto’s dick. Crying out his hips stuttered forward, his organs so close but it was not meant to be.
Katsuki knocked his hand away from her head, his own grabbing a fist full and yanking her head off and away from Shoto. The other man cried out in frustration. He was so close just a few more minutes and he would finally been able to cum. He glared at the blond who was once again draped over her back, one hand cupping the side of her face and two fingers shoved into her mouth, forcing it open. He could see her tongue rubbing over them, probably licking her own juices off of them. Briefly Shoto hoped that her mouth was still cold enough to make Katsuki feel some discomfort but he knew she had probably warmed it the moment Shoto had been forced out of her mouth.
“Not yet candy cane, I have other plans for you” Katsuki winked at him, his deep voice causing Shoto to shiver. Other plans had so many possibilities attached to it, so many things that Katsuki could do to him, with him but at least now he knew he would be able to cum tonight. Eventually.
In one move Katsuki let go of her and wrapped his other hand around Shoto’s ankle, yanking him down the bed, until he was almost completely under the two. He was sure he must look like a deer in headlights, eyes wide in shock at the sudden action. He couldn’t see Katsuki now but damn well heard his chuckle. What he could see though was a long expanse of neck and an almost perfect circle of little indents. It was so close to his mouth. All he had to do was rise his head a little and he would be able to get his mouth over it. Be able to suck and kiss the mark before adding his own. He was just about to move when he heard the distinctive slap of flesh hitting flesh and she began to move above him.
She nudged at his legs, settling over him, his dick brushing against her wet core. Both of her hands were next to his head, her checks flushed red as she ground down on him. Instinctively his hands went to her hips, letting out his own groan as he caught on her most sensitive part and she slowly started to sink down onto him. His grip tightened, his nails digging in and adding to the bruises that were already there. Once she was sat snugly against him Shoto let out the breath he had been holding, cool breath fanning out across her cheek. She hummed gently, her head falling to snuggle into his neck, arms shifting so they slipped under his, her hands curling around his shoulders.
They stayed that way for a few moments, Shoto taking advantage of the reprieve. He need this to calm himself back down, so overwhelmed by the wet heat that he had been sure that if she had moved he would have cum on the spot. Sighing he turned his head into her neck, nuzzling against it and laying gentle kisses. She hummed her approval, placing her own gentle kiss against his shoulder.
“Aww ain’t you two just adorable” Katsuki’s mocking tone cut through the silence, following it up with a hard slap to her ass that had her moaning and jerking against Shoto. “You got room for one more baby?” Katsuki asked gently. Shoto was just about able to see him over the swell of y/n ass, see his hands rubbing small circles into it, thumbs pulling slightly at the cheeks. She hummed slightly against Shoto but nodded all the same. “Gonna have to use your words sweetheart” he punctuated his words with a quick slap to her ass, before gently rubbing over the abused flesh. She gasped loudly, nails digging into Shoto’s shoulder. “Yes!” She cries out before burying her head back into the crock of Shoto’s neck.
Shoto glared at Katsuki, confused as to what was about to happen. He couldn’t possibly be suggesting what Shoto thought he was. They wouldn’t both fit, would undoubtedly hurt her if he attempted to do so. Katsuki slapped her ass again as he moved forward, thumbs pulling her cheeks apart. She cried out against Shoto, hands gripping tight. Katsuki groaned, head tipping back as his hands tightened in her hips, keeping her still as he pushed forward. It was only as the space he was in started to get tight did Shoto realise what Katsuki was actually doing.
Shoto groaned as her pussy got tighter the deeper Katsuki got in her ass. Both of their hands were gripping her hips, fingers overlapping as they held her still. Eventually Katsuki stilled, all three of them breathing heavily. “Fuck your tight” Katsuki groaned and Shoto had to agree. He had never felt so snug and he could feel Katsuki pressing down on him.
It was all so filthy yet Shoto wanted more, wanted to feel her move against him whilst Katsuki fucked her back down against him. So into his own fantasy Shoto didn’t even realise he had bucked his hips up until the two people above both cried out, Katsuki’s hands grasping tightly at his. Shoto stilled, mumbling a gentle sorry against the neck pressed to his lips.
“Seems someone’s getting impatient” he could hear the smirk in Katsuki’s voice, knew the blond was probably looking down at them with a stupid smug smile on his face but Shoto didn’t care. Didn’t care if he was moaning like a whore and his face was flush. He was balancing on a knives edge and just need someone to move already. “Think we should put him out of his misery?” Shoto was the one to answer Katsuki, moaning out a desperate please before he could stop himself. Everything seemed to still, Shoto holding his breath as what he had just done registered.
Never had Shoto asked something from Katsuki, had never caved to beg the smug man for anything regardless of the situation. Yet here he was, about an hour in to what admittedly was turning out to be the best sex of his life begging the other man for his own release. He didn’t need Katsuki’s permission, could just hold on tight and start fucking up into the pliant body above him but he didn’t. Instead he found himself craving the other man’s commands, his deep voice telling him he could have his moment of bliss. Oh gods he would never live this down.
A gentle huff of laughter brushed against his neck. Slowly she pushed herself up so she was hovering above him. She was smiling down at him, her eyes dark. She looked like a predator about to devour its next meal. “Love it when you beg for it” she was so close that as she spoke her lips brushed against his, her tongue darting out to run across his lips.
Shoto lifted his head to seal their lips together but she moved out of his reach, still smiling down at him. “Say it again” the demand was clear and Shoto found himself begging once more, the desperate please tumbling from his lips. Groaning she dived for his lips, swallowing any more of his cries as she forced her tongue between his. At the same time she rolled her hips, both men groaning at the sensation.
They broke apart, Shoto panting for air, his hands shaking once more. “Fuck me” she demanded, rolling her hips once more. Shoto didn’t know who she had spoken the words to but they forced them into action. It was a little awkward at first but they soon found a rhythm. Every time she rolled her hips up Katsuki would pull back only to push back in and force her tight pussy back down Shoto’s length. All of them were panting and moaning, the odd curse word thrown in as she clenched down on them.
Shoto could feel his release building inside of him once more, his stomach knotting and filling with heat. “I...I’m close” he managed to get out following it with a groan as she sunk back down on him, her inner walls clenching tight around him. “Then cum” came Katsuki’s reply, his voice strained as he started to thrust harder. Shoto’s hands slipped from her hips to grasp at the top of her thighs, his fingers brushing against the swell of her ass and Katsuki’s thighs hitting against his hands.
It was all so overwhelming and Shoto couldn’t hold on any more. With a loud cry his eyes closed, his body going taught and nails digging in as his release finally washed over him. His hips jerking up as he emptied himself into the women above him. When he came down his whole body was tingling and his ears were ringing, his heart slamming against his chest. They were still moving above him, chasing their own orgasm now. His softening dick still inside her but she had stopped moving now, letting Katsuki take over and fuck into her as hard and fast as he wanted. Moving his hand from her ass he slid it round until he could press his cold fingers against her burning clit.
As soon as he touched her she cried out his name, her body shaking against him. Her head tipped forward just enough for him to kiss her neck, teeth nipping at the unmarked flesh she had offered him. Using the other arm to push himself up slightly, Shoto nipped at her ear before he whisper his own command to her. “Come for us”. She cried out throwing her head back and exposing her neck to him and Shoto latched on, sinking his teeth in deep as he worked his fingers harder against her. He knew the exact moment she climaxed. He could feel her squeezing down on his soft dick, her body tensing. “Fuck!” Katsuki cried out, stilling as he found his own release.
Slowly Shoto opened his mouth, mind full of the hiss she let out as he brushed gentle kisses along his own claim of ownership. Katsuki was the first to move, groaning as he pulled out before shuffling off the edge of the bed. As soon as he was gone she lifted her hips up, letting Shoto slip from within and collapsing to the side. She was breathing deeply, one arm slung over her eyes as she tried to relax. She was covers in bite marks and scratches, her hips and thighs littered with bruises and little crescent marks, a mix of his and Katsuki’s cum leaking out onto the inside of her thighs. She looked a mess, completely used and spent and she was beautiful.
“Fuck, you look wrecked” Shoto hadn’t even noticed Katsuki had left the room, startled to find him handing a damp cloth to him as he gently began to clean the compliant women sprawled across half the bed. Shoto took it with a mumbled thanks, making quick work for cleaning himself off. He hissed as he rubbed at his sensitive dick but his discomfort was nothing compared to what y/n was feeling. She would feel tonight for at least the next day or two. Their patrols would be interesting tomorrow because she wouldn’t be able to hide the matching bite marks on either side of her neck or the hitch in her step.
Shoto smiled as he dropped his own cloth onto the floor, making sure it landed on his abandoned pile of cloths. He moved to the side opening up space on the bed as he tried to get comfortable. As soon as he settled she was on him, snuggling up to his side. “You could at least have got under the covers” Katsuki chided as made his way over to the bed, the spare comforter bundled in his arms. Y/n mumbled something but it was too garbled to make out as she already started to fall asleep.
Katsuki threw the thick blanket over them before sliding in behind the already sleeping women. He turned on his side, slotting himself against her back and draped his arm over her side, his fingers brushing against Shoto’s stomach. Tonight had been filled with a lot of first, none of them bad but this was probably his favourite. Sighing he turned towards the other two slightly, his own arm coming up to drape over her side, his arm pressing against Katsuki’s.
He could get used to this. The three of them sleeping together, limbs overlapping and tangled together. Maybe in the morning he would suggest she move in and this become there normal everyday life. Shoto would be happy to live like that. Happy with the two people he loved most.