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“I think my apartment’s clean,” Eijirou Kirishima muses, scratching his long, spiky red hair. “I gave Suki the heads up that I was bringing someone over. It must be alright or he would’ve thrown a fit if the house wasn’t presentable.”
The two of you make your way up the three flights of stairs to him and his boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugou's apartment. You had just spent the evening at a local bar for one of your minimum monthly meetups. Regardless of how busy the two of you got, you promised each other you’d make time to hang at least once a month.
When you reach the wooden door with ‘3A’ in golden letters on the front, the hero fishes in his pocket and produces a key ring. It has a tiny Ground Zero charm on it that shows the hero madly cackling while using his quirk.
The keys jingle as Ei fiddles with the lock, and before you can see through the doorway you hear a gravelly, “Hey,” from the other side.
You follow your friend into the apartment. Instantly you’re taken aback by how spotless it is. The layout is a fairly open concept with the living room attached to the kitchen, separated by a long, black counter with a marble top. The kitchen fixtures all seem to be made of titanium and they shine like new. In the center of the living room sits a large, plush, black sectional. In front of that stands a costumeless Ground zero. Although muted currently, the flashing lights of a big screen mounted to the wall bring a soft, bluish glow to the otherwise dim room.
“Hey, babe!” Kirishima greets his boyfriend after taking off his shoes and shutting the door behind you. The cheery man runs up to Bakugou, picks him up around the waist and spins him around. The blonde blushes and pushes his hands against Kirishima’s muscular chest, clearly embarrassed by the way he’s being manhandled in front of the company.
“Let go ya damn nerd .”
Kiri just chuckles, sitting him down and puckering his lips for a kiss. Bakugo turns his head to the side and crosses his arms. He can’t ignore Kirishima long, however, because he makes the mistake of looking through the corner of his eye. Kiri is making ridiculous kissy faces. The blonde can’t help but grin and chuckle.
“Got him!” Kiri claims victoriously. Pecking him on the cheek.
You giggle yourself. It’s unbelievably cute.
“Katsuki this is (Y/n), (Y/n) this is Katsuki.” He gives you a wave and a grunt. You do the same; minus the grunt. Katsuki stands in the center of the living room, mindlessly watching TV while Eijirou pops into the kitchen. The tall blonde rests his weight on one leg, popping out his hip. His lean but powerful frame is clearly visible in black gym shorts with a white stripe down the side that hangs from his hips, and a baggy grey tank top that flows over his torso.
“Take a seat if you want, (Y/n)! Our couch eats people so be careful.”
Bakugo scoffs, “Yeah no shit, it’s why I want a new one.”
“Not until we upgrade our training equipment!” Eijirou teases. “ Priorities .”
Kiri returns from messing around in the kitchen and rejoins you in the living room. He sits next to you on the couch, curiously eyeing his boyfriend who stands facing away; staring blankly at the television. “You gonna sit down?” the redhead asks while raising an eyebrow.
Bakugo turns his head slightly, blood-red eyes flicking to you before he quickly retraining on the TV. “Fine,” he grumbles, taking the open cushion next to Kirishima.
The three of you sit in relative silence for a while. All of you seem to be fairly comfortable as you relax on the sofa. Eventually, Kirishima puts an arm around Bakugou, pulling him close to his chest. A strange, soft moan comes from Katsuki and you notice Kiri tracing his fingers lightly over the blonde’s neck. This clearly does more than put him at ease.
“Ugh, that feels so good,” he leans into Ei’s touch, exposing more of the sensitive flesh of his neck.
Eijirou tilts Suki’s chin up with his left hand, kissing him while he continues to stroke his neck with the right. “Yeah?” Kiri whispers with a smile.
“Mhm,” Suki is visibly melting into Eijiour’s shoulder now, completely absorbed in the tender touch. Eijiour’s thumb traces around Katsuki’s parted lips as he looks into his eyes.
It’s probably one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen… so far.
“Wanna tease him a little, (Y/n)?” Ei continues stroking Suki’s neck and staring into his eyes, which begin to grow wide.
“Fuck yeah,” you say with a cocky smirk.
Katsuki peels himself off Eijirou and shoots straight up, finding his feet quickly. His movements are usually so graceful, but he almost trips to get away.
“What the fuck does that mean?” he asks, standing on guard in the center of the living room. Kirishima stands up and circles behind his partner, gripping his hips with large hands.
“Come on Suki,” -Ei purrs in Kat’s ear while biting it gently- “You wouldn’t stop babbling about how sexy she was when you got drunk the last few times. I mean, I think she’s up for it. Didn’t you say you wanted to see what it was like with a woman once?”
Katsuki’s brows stay furrowed as he glares down at you, face slowly filling with blood. From rage or embarrassment, you weren’t quite sure. Before Katsuki can protest further, Ei locks him in a full Nelson, chuckling a little as he squirms and curses his name. Eventually, Katsuki stops struggling, relaxes his muscles, and looks to the side at a full blush.
“Why you gotta be like this man?” Ei asks, sounding a little concerned. You remain on the couch with legs crossed and arms folded, just observing the pair as they interact. Eijirou leans over Katsuki’s shoulder to examine his face, and immediately a dark expression comes over him.
“Ohhh, ” Eijiro coos, “you’re being shy .”
He keeps Katsuki locked, but curls his arm up so his hand grips the blonde’s chin, turning it towards you.
“Look. Look at her, Suki.” Eijirou commands.
Katsuki’s red eyes flick to you briefly before looking off to the side once more. He grunts stubbornly and his cheeks flush red again as another soft growl rumbles in his chest.
“Yeah,” Ei chuckles, “that’s what I thought.” Whatever was going on between them, you weren’t sure. Clearly Eijiro knew his man quite well, because he continued, confident that Katsuki wasn’t actually uncomfortable. “This little shit,” -Ei starts, releasing Bakugou’s chin in favor of sliding one hand down his torso.- “doesn’t know how to express himself.”
A mix between a grunt and squeak escapes Kat’s throat, followed by a relieved sigh. His hard cock was getting some much-needed friction. “See? Even just the thought of this happening has him rock fucking solid.” Eijrou says. He starts to slowly pump Katsuki’s length.
“Don’t you wonder what it would feel like? Those plush lips wrapped around your hard cock?” Kiri's left-hand grips firmly to katsuki's hip, while the right reaches behind his head, tangling in his blonde spikes and yanking back, exposing his neck to Kirishima's sharp teeth.
"Ah ” katsuki keens, muscles going taut as Eijirou skims the points along his sensitive skin.
“I think these fangs are much more suited for pleasure from pain. Wouldn’t it be nice to sink into a hot, wet mouth without worrying about getting a little nick?” His teeth sink in Katsuki’s flesh, pulling flecks of blood to the surface.
“Ah- fuck! N-no. You do just fine. I love when you suck my cock.” Katsuki whines.
Eijirous lips stay pressed to his partner’s neck, but you see him raise his eyes up and to the side as if to say ‘yeah, I am pretty good.’ The redhead pulls down on Katsuki’s waistband, just enough for his erection to spring free.
He wasn’t letting up. “But wouldn’t those,” -Ei’s crimson irises lock on yours, his eyebrows raise and he flicks his eyes down with a nod of his head. You understand him clearly, leaning forward to take Katsuki into your mouth, using extra care to let him feel just how soft it is. -“feel so much better?”
Katsuki’s hips meet your movement, leaning into the welcoming warmth of your tongue and lips. You feel his dick jump as you take him almost to the back of your throat.
“Oh, f-fuck .” He starts to moan helplessly, completely overwhelmed by bliss.
“Tell me, baby. Tell me what it feels like.” Eijirous voice is low and filled with desire. Seeing Katsuki react like this had him even more turned on than he was normally. Katsuki grabs hard onto the huge forearm around his neck, crying out as you swirl your tongue around his weeping tip.
“Tell me,” Eijiro growls into Katsuki’s ear, his tone leaving no room for argument. Once again he yanks Suki’s hair back to get a better look at his face.
You trace your fingers along his balls, making them pull tight and earning you a shuddering groan.
“I-It feels so good. F-Fuck!” His hips thrust automatically into your throat. Nails now digging in so hard to Eijirou’s arm that you swear he may draw blood.
Katsuki’s moans become desperate, turning into something more like whimpers. He’s thrusting and writhing, his breathing is hitched and rapid. You see Eijirous free hand wave vaguely off to Katsukis side, prompting you to look at his face. You see him mouth ‘stop,’ and can’t keep yourself from chuckling a little with your mouth full. Your lips pull off of the impossibly hard cock you'd just been sucking on, and Katsuki is not pleased.
“WHAT the FUCK?!?” He growls and tries to pull away from his buff boyfriend, who is now laughing into his shoulder. He does a sort of pullup using Eijirou’s forearms trying to get at you. He’s losing his fucking mind, bordering on a tantrum.
The red-head kisses into his partner’s neck, smiling against his skin. “God it gets me so hot when you throw a fit like that.”
With a quick peck on the cheek, Ei lets Katsuki go. The blonde grumbles and takes a breath to shake off the irritation of the denied orgasm. His tone shoulders roll a few times and he cracks his neck.
“Alright cutie,” Kiri looks down at you as you stay kneeled on the floor, “ wanna try me on for size?” Even though his pants you can see a sizable bulge straining against the fabric. Your mouth waters on its own.
“Fuck yeah I do.”
Eijirou grins and pulls down slowly on his waistband, stopping halfway down his length. “Oh, wait a second,” he looks pensive for a moment before giving a sadistic smirk, “I want you to beg first.”
Katsuki lets out a loud “HAH!” From behind Kiri.
Your eyebrows raise and you look genuinely amused. “Pfft,” you can’t hold back your laughter, “that’s not how I operate.”
“Oh?” Kiri’s hand abandons his waistline and he grips his girth through the clothing, giving you a clear picture of just how large it is. “So you don’t want it? Aw man, that sucks. Guess I’m not manly enough for you.”
He lets go of himself and shrugs before combing his fingers through his long, red hair with a sigh of disappointment.
Oh, you little shit.
“I get it,” he continues, shrugging softly, “you’re used to getting your way. But sorry cutie,” -he crouches down and reaches out, pressing his thumb on your lower lip- “ that’s just not how I operate.”
You start to squirm in your skin. You’re unable to stop yourself from obliging him. “Please give me your cock,” you half-whine.
“I think I’d like it if you called me ‘Sir’,” he adds.
Fuck you Eijirou. “...Sir.”
“Come on now, we know how to speak in full sentences don’t we?”
“UGH….. please give me your cock, Sir .”
He raises his eyebrows at you, looking offended “I don’t think I like that tone.” You whimper in a way that says ‘come on man!’ And Kiri chuckles.
His hands find his waistband again and tug his shorts down around his thighs, revealing his thick cock.
Holy fuck. You think to yourself. While Katsuki’s is certainly not lacking, he is long and curved. But Kiri has length and width: wall stretching width.
“Alright baby, open up.” A large hand rests on your head, pulling you towards the twitching muscle. You open your mouth obediently and take him as best you can.
“Fuccck,” he immediately moans, enjoying the relief of having a warm hole to sink into. “You do have a nice mouth.” Those crimson eyes gaze down at you while you suck him. Every so often he takes a sharp breath and bites his lower lip, exposing a few of his pointed teeth.
Katsuki sits watching you from the couch, palming himself through his now pulled up shorts. Much like Kiri, when he sees you do something particularly lewd -like pull Kiri’s cock nearly out of your mouth before swirling your tongue around the head- he bites his lip and gives himself more friction.
“Good girl,” Kiri reaches down and strokes your cheek, letting his hand travel behind your head and holding you in place while he starts to fuck your throat. Honestly, it’s hard to take. He’s so wide that it’s tugging at the corners of your mouth, but there’s no way you’re going to complain.
“S-Shit yeah, ugh , just like that. Suck those cheeks in for me baby… you’re so good,” Eijirou pushes himself as deep as he can before holding you down on him. His eyes grow wide after a few seconds.
“Oh shit,” he lets you go, allowing you to move on your own. “You always gag when I do that to you, Suki.”
“Hah?” Bakugou stops rubbing himself and quirks a brow at Kiri.
“Maybe you should take some lessons,” Eijirou gives him a wide grin and a sly wink.
“I will burn this apartment to the ground you shitty fuck”
You see Kirishima’s eyes roll back into his skull. It really does turn him on when Bakugou acts like a gremlin. “Alright,” he pulls back from your lips with a ‘pop’ and you whine a little at the empty feeling, “take off your pants.”
You fold your arms, knees still on the floor, and raise an eyebrow expectantly. Kiri returns the expression. “Fine,” you get to your feet, and before touching the button on your jeans you grin and turn to look at Katsuki. “Come take them off for me, sparky.”
Katsuki almost chokes on his tongue, “ What the fuck did you just call me ?”
“I didn’t stutter.”
His eyes go wide and you see a small flash between his palms and the couch cushions, quickly followed by the scent of burning fabric. He stands up and gets into your personal space, leering down at you. You swallow hard but refuse to break your glare.
“Can’t figure out how to get ‘em off yourself, eh?” he mocks you with a cruel smile.
“Nah, I just want you to do it for me like a ‘good boy.”
His eyes grow wider again. A carnal grunt escapes him. He reaches forward, grabbing your waistline roughly and using it to yank your body close to his. Your eyes stay locked as deft fingers quickly unbutton and unzip your fly. He slides his fingers around the band to your hips and starts slowly pulling them down, keeping eye contact with you the entire time. You feel goosebumps break out across your skin while you watch him sink to the floor, peeling the fabric as he goes. He lifts each foot separately to slip the jeans completely off; throwing them unceremoniously to the side.
“Holy shit ,” Eijirou croaks out. The display shook him.
The graceful blonde stands back up, looks down at you again and folds his arms.
“Need anything else, ‘princess?”
A knot pulls tight in your stomach. This little bastard knows how to tease.
“Yeah,” you accept the challenge, “think you can manage to figure out how to eat pussy?”
You hear a rumble from Katsuki’s chest that turns into a full-on growl.
He presses his chest to yours and turns his palms out by your hips, facing them behind you, and pops off about six alternating explosions. Eijirou giggles mischievously from behind him.
“Get your ass on the couch you arrogant fuck.”
You give a smug wiggle and hop onto the sofa, laying your head on a small pillow. Bakugo positions himself between your legs on his knees, spreading your own so he can get a good look at you. “Damn,” he gulps, looking down at your exposed pussy with a somewhat surprised expression.”Honestly, I haven’t given many fucks about what most girls got goin' on, but fuck, yours is pretty.”
The blond reaches down and swipes his fingers up your slit, taking a moment to examine how his fingers glisten in the light of the television. “Holy shit… you’re so wet ,” he mutters under his breath. That smug grin returns to his face, “Have you gotten off to this? The thought of me and Ei fucking you?”
The question sends a jolt through your stomach, but you match his attitude, “I don’t know, have you?”
A violent blush spreads across his face and he chokes a little. Eijirou lets out a ‘HAHAHA’ and Bakugou scowls at you.
Faster than you can blink, Katsuki’s left hand is on your throat and he practically grabs your cunt with the other. “Spread your fucking legs and don’t you dare close ‘em.”
The sudden aggression makes your heart race and your stomach drops as it does on a roller coaster. You spread your legs a little wider and he shoves two fingers inside you.
“Oh fuck!” you can’t help but cry out with the way he starts curving the digits and massaging your insides just right. He is not being gentle.
“I’m the best at everything I do you cocky little shit ,” he growls. You’re really in no position to argue as he already has you bucking and grinding your hips, begging him wordlessly for more.
“ Fuck , look at you. Needly little slut.” He releases your throat and slides down between your legs. Once he’s eye level with your opening he stares a little, looking a bit intimidated.
You wiggle your hips and give a soft chuckle, “Aww, is it scary? ‘Ground Zero, terrified by lady parts.’ Wouldn’t that make one hell of a headline.”
You can see his body visibly shaking with fury. Angry hands roughly grab your thighs and pull you to his mouth. His right hand slips under your thigh and long, skilled fingers prod into you. Deep moans grip your throat as he begins curving and massaging again, coating his hand in your wetness. His intense eyes close as he licks and sucks your clit. You can’t help that you’re rolling your eyes and grinding your hips into his mouth.
You reach down and run your fingers through his hair and you see his eyes flutter, a soft moan slipping from his throat. His brow furrows after a moment and he growls, grabbing your wrist and pushing it into the couch.
“Kiri,” he lifts his head, denying you any sensation, “hold her hands behind her head. I’m gonna make this bitch cum.”
Eijirou lets out a little ‘ooo’ and circles behind you, grabbing your wrists and restraining you. “Gonna make her cum on your first try huh? That’s quite ambitious.”
You can’t help but laugh at Ei’s brutal sarcasm, but Katsuki isn’t having it. He plunges two fingers deep again and looks you dead in the eyes. “S hut the fuck up and cum on my tongue. ” The words rumble from his chest, so low that you can feel the vibrations from his Adam’s apple.
His skillful tongue reclaims your clit, circling and massaging. The warm, wet muscle feels unbelievable paired with the movement of his fingers. He keeps up the pace while Kiri firmly locks your arms in place. This is in no way difficult for him considering his immense strength.
After only a few minutes of Katsuki’s brutal licking and fingering, you feel pressure start to build between your legs. Your hips are rolling and you’re screaming his name; it’s music to his ears. You start to squeeze tightly around his fingers, making it hard for him to move them, but no obstacle has held him back before. He focuses his energy on the sensitive button, sucking and working his tongue faster until you can’t hold back anymore.
“FUCK! I’M CUMMING!” you cry out.
“No shit. Fucking do it! ” he grumbles angrily against your folds. Your body trembles as you find release, and he continues moving slowly through every pulse.
Kirishima releases your hands and runs his fingers through your hair. “Damn, that was hot as fuck,” he can’t help but beam. Your breathing is heavy and you’re clearly spent, but Bakugou still isn’t satisfied.
“Come here,” he demands. Quickly pulling down his shorts and stepping out of them completely. He picks you up and wraps your thighs around his waist, looking you dead in the eyes, “look at me. Do you want me to fuck you?”
You gulp and nod enthusiastically.
“Say it out loud.”
“Yes, do it. Fuck me.” your words are a bit shaky causing him to smirk.
“Your wish is my command.” his smartass tone is clear as he makes his way back to the couch, repositioning you so you’re turned away from him.
Eijirou finally loses his ability to sit still and gets on his knees in front of you, poking you in the side to gesture to your bra.
“Yo, get that off Katsuki.”
You feel intense heat sting your back and the smell of burning fabric invades your senses once again.
“What the fuck, man?” Eijirou asks incredulously, “If I was cool breaking it I’d have just cut it myself.” He tosses the burned bra off to the side. “Sorry cutie,” he half-smiles and shrugs. “I know how expensive bras are.”
"We’ll buy her another one. Lift up,” Katsuki commands. Without much input from your brain, your ass lifts so he can tease your soaking wet slit, sliding up and down it slowly.
"Is this what you want? ” his voice is a raspy whisper in your ear, unable to suppress a chuckle as you whimper and your shaky legs try to hold your body up.
“I want it, bad.”
He grabs your hips roughly and pulls you onto him in one go, fully impaling you on his cock. Needy moans leave you as he fucks up into you. You place your hands on his knees, arching your back at how unbelievably divine it feels. Katsuki is losing his mind, grunting and moaning, his sounds dotted with ‘fucks’ and ‘oh my Gods.’
This is so fucking hot, you scream in your head, currently unable to form words.
Eijirou is twirling his tongue around your hard nipples, biting gently. Katsuki pulls you back into his chest, holding you close so you can hear him whisper. “Do you like when I fuck you while Ei bites your nipples?” He pulls your hair back, curling his hips into you. Your knees go weak as a hand grasps your throat and your ears fill with raspy groans that tickle your ears with warm breath.
“Y-Yeah,” you manage to squeak out.
“Cum for me again, princess,” his voice is softer now. He licks your earlobe and nips it softly, changing his voice to a weaker, needier tone, “ please ?”
The sweet begging sends you over the edge and you scream out again, digging your nails into Katsuki’s muscled thighs. You can’t help that you’re trembling like mad and panting. His fingers trail up and down your back, soothing you as you calm down after your intense orgasm.
“HOLY SHIT!” you exclaim after regaining your breath. The boys laugh in unison, a cocky smirk spreading over Katsuki’s mouth.
“Yeah, he’s a clever little bastard.” Kiri admits, “He does that shit when I least expect it too. It makes me lose my mind.” the redhead smiles.
“Told you fuckers I’m the best at everything I do.”
You collapse back into the blonde’s solid chest. Relaxing for a moment. After a beat, you look down to notice Eijirou is still unbelievably hard. Katsuki is still twitching inside of you every so often, tensing up when he feels the aftershocks of your earlier orgasm.
Finally, Kiri decides he’s waited long enough.
“Alright! Fuck this!” He tosses his hands up, bends down and grabs you around the waist, pulling you from Bakugou and throwing you over his shoulder like a sack of grain. “We need more room for this shit.”
“Ah , wait!!”
Katsuki trails, pantless, behind the two of you. He jogs a little to catch up and pops your ass with a quirked up slap. Ei’s hand follows soon after, making your right cheek match.
He marches you down the hallway, kicking the door to their bedroom open once he reaches it. Suddenly you’re being thrown onto a king-sized bed. Neatly folded down sheets and comforter ruffled by your fall. Eijirou comically leaps on after you, landing with his knees on either side of your hips.
His eyes flick to Katsuki who you know is somewhere behind you.
“Damn Bakugou,” Kiri grins slyly, “you’re so turned on by watching me do this you gotta touch yourself?”
You try to bend your neck weirdly to get a peek, but Ei’s big hand is on your cheek, holding your gaze steady.
“No no baby, look at me.” His predatory gaze locks onto you, piercing red pupils fix on your own while he kisses and licks his way down your chest, briefly sucking and biting each nipple before finishing his journey at the top of your pussy.
He bites into your mound, making you jerk. Little crimson droplets form where his teeth sank in. He licks the warm liquid and then his lips, still focusing on your eyes.
You hear a low rumble that sounds vaguely like ‘ fuck ’ come from behind you, but right now all you can do is stare at Kiri. His hand slips under your left thigh and pushes it up towards your chest, he does the same with the right after.
His tongue is hot when he gives you one long, lust-filled lick. Taking a moment to let slip a soft ‘’ mmm’ as he goes to town on you.
While Katsuki was a bit hesitant, albeit amazing, Eijirou doesn’t miss a beat; immediately sucking your clit and lapping up your leaking juices. At one point your eyes start to drift closed, and Eijirou growls into your pussy, gripping your thighs hard with his strong fingers. You didn’t need words to know what he was saying; Fucking watch me.
You moan and grind your hips on his mouth, gripping the comforter in your hands.
“F-Fuck yes, that feels so fucking good Ei.”
A mischievous chuckle comes from Katsuki, “Call him Red Riot.”
Eijirous eyes flick to Katsuki and he scowls as if to say 'Shut the hell up, you little shit.’
You decide to keep that one in your back pocket for later.
“Hey,” -Eijirou lifts his head and looks at Katsuki past your line of vision- “hold her legs for me.”
The sound of movement precedes the feeling of someone else getting into the bed. He shuffles behind you and lifts your head, placing it on his chest so you’re laying back on him.
“Give ‘em’ here.” he orders. You pull them up and he holds them in place.
His chest is warm and you can feel his erect cock brushing against your back, but you don’t have time to register it as Eijirous thick fingers invade your aching hole.
“Shit!” You cry. He immediately curls them slightly and begins licking and sucking your clit. His matriculations are much more intense now, no longer needing to focus on holding up your legs. His eyes are closed and he’s intently focused on making you squirm.
“Hey,” Katsuki’s gravelly voice pulls your attention to his face, right next to yours.
“Yes?”
“You know we’re gonna fuck both your holes at the same time, right?”
Your eyes go wide as saucers. The sheer logistics of-
“Ah! Fuck!”
Eijirou bites down again, clearly dissatisfied by the lack of attention. Your head snaps down and you furrow your brow, “Too hard.”
Your stern tone makes his eyes go big. “Hmm,” he muses, “we're gonna have to explore that dynamic later.” He buries himself between your legs again and holds nothing back. He’s not gently massaging your walls anymore, he’s fucking you with his fingers. He twists and scissors them, finally deciding the best way to get you off is swapping between twisting, plunging and curling them over and over again. This makes your hips roll and your muscles jerk a little; he likes that.
“You make such pretty sounds,” Katsuki says in a surprisingly soft tone, “trailing his thumb along your jaw before circling your lips. You obediently open your mouth and start to suck on it, earning yourself another lip bite from Suki.
He reaches down and massages your hard nipples with his thumbs, daring to turn your cheek with his and kiss you. A sound that resembles a muffled moan comes from between your legs. Ei presses his erection into the mattress for some much-needed friction. He’s very much enjoying the show.
The feeling of Katsuki’s tongue tangling with yours while Kiri licks and sucks you like a fucking Jolly Rancher drives you over the edge. Your eyes roll back as you reach a peak, moaning and whimpering while your hips shake. Kiri holds on tight and licks you out until you’re cumming on his skilled tongue, hard .
Once you’re done squirming he rests his chin on your pubic mound, grinning. Clearly pleased with the results. “You ready?” Eijirou asks. Not you, but Katsuki. The way they talk about you like you don’t have a choice is kind of hot.
“Fuck yeah.” Katsuki wiggles out from under you and lays vertically on the bed. Eijirou strips his clothing off and digs something out of the nightstand.
“(Y/n),” Katsuki’s hoarse voice calls to you, “get on top of me.”
You happily oblige him, shimmying on your knees across the mattress, straddling his hips.
“Get this off,” you demand as you tug at the hem of his shirt. He responds by pulling himself up with his abs, bringing himself face to face with you. You pull the garment off over his head, revealing the insane muscles underneath. Your hands automatically start to explore. You press on his pecs, trail down his core and let your wrist brush against his hard cock as you tease his sexy V muscle. He hisses and tenses a little at the touch.
“Already addicted to my pussy, huh?” you purr.
He turns red, scoffing and rolling his eyes.
“Give me a break,” you continue, “ I see the way you’re looking up at me. All you want right now is for me to let you inside.” you curl your hips, letting your wet slit rub against the velvety flesh of his manhood. His eyes roll and he grips your hips roughly.
“Y-Yeah,” Katsuki gulps, cheeks flushed from passion, “I want it.”
“Do you want it?” you ask, leaning in to nip and whisper in his ear, “Or do you need it?”
He lets out a soft, shaky moan and bucks his hips. You grind on him without letting him inside you. Looking off to the side you notice Eijirou slowly pumping himself and watching, grinning innocently when you make eye contact with him.
“Is he a good boy like this for you?” you ask as you keep taunting Katsuki.
Ei nods. You see his Adam’s apple bob a bit from a hard swallow. “Yep, he sure is. When he gets good and riled up he’ll behave himself. You gonna be nice Suki?”
At Eijirou’s words, you roll your hips again. Katsuki can’t take it anymore.
“Y-Yeah, please. Please let me have it. I need your pussy. It felt so fucking good .” Soft humping accompanied the plea.
The begging makes your thighs clench and you choke out a strange, quick sound. “Good boy.” You lean in and kiss him slowly, parting his lips with your tongue and sucking on his briefly. You turn your head and look at Eijirou seductively. “Come on Red Riot, fuck my ass.” He visibly jolts and a pitiful moan chokes out of him. Katsuki chuckles a little and lays back, keeping his hands on your hips.
“Come here beautiful,” Katsuki asks. You bend forward and start to rub your hands up and down his chest. His hands leave your hips and he starts rubbing his cockhead against your entrance. You sigh and bite your lip when he slowly fills you. You start to slowly ride and kiss him, capturing all his sweet sounds with your lips.
“Let me open you up,” Kiri announces. You feel his slick fingers trace around your hole. First, he slides in one, then another. Slowly opening you while you ride his boyfriend’s dick.
Finally, you feel his velvety tip prodding the tight ring of muscle and slowly pushing inside of you. You open your mouth soundlessly. You’ve never felt so full in your fucking life .
“Oh m-my God.”
“Yeah? Is that enough for you princess?” Katsuki looks up, smiling softly. Wincing a little at the extreme tightness he’s experiencing.
“God you’re a dirty fucking girl,” Kiri hisses, starting to barely move.
Your legs go weak and you groan softly, shaking a little at the almost unbearable fullness. Katsuki starts to moan and pant, not even really moving his hips. “It’s so fucking tight.” he whines.
“Yeah this is… unreal.” Kirishima’s thrusts are faster now and you can feel him growing harder inside your ass. He grunts and sighs, cursing as he adjusts to the tension.
“Her pussy is so fucking NICE,” Katsuki can’t hold back anymore. He’s grabbing your hips and moving now, fucking up into you. Their rhythms are opposite. As Kiri fills you up, Katsuki pulls back. You’re almost constantly at the edge of orgasm.
“Fuck you two are huge. This feels too fucking good.” You push one hand into Katsuki’s pec, which he flexes for you.
“Yeah?” he says, raising his eyebrows a little arrogantly. “You gonna cum for us again?”
Kiri is full-on moaning now, and you can tell it won’t be long before he cums. I mean Jesus, the dude was touching himself the entire time Katsuki and you were circling each other like animals.
You grab Katsuki’s throat, making his eyes go wide and his breathing hitch. “No, you’re gonna fucking cum for me. ”
“S-Shit,” he croaks. Strong hands dig into your hips and he starts pounding you hard. His eyes are rolling back and he’s being so loud you swear the neighbors can hear him.
“That’s it, cum in my pussy Suki. Good boy.”
He loses himself in the words and you feel his body go tense. A long groan escapes him as he grits his teeth. Slow, irregular thrusts follow and he sighs. His muscles relax as he lets the exhaustion take hold of him.
“Holy fuck that’s so h-hot!” Feeling Katsuki release through your walls is too much for Ei, he follows right after. You can feel him throbbing hard, digging his nails into your back. His quirk activates and his entire body becomes rock solid, increasing his size even more. He holds your hips tight, as if you were going to run away, and lets out an almost frightening groan as he releases inside you. It sounds almost predatory; like he just claimed something that was his.
You all sit still for a moment. Sighs of exhaustion filling the room. Finally, they slowly pull out of you, first a now normal Kirishima, and then Bakugou; who is fully flaccid.
You roll off of Suki and flop onto the mattress. He’s not ready to function yet, he just lays there rubbing his fingers through his hair.
Eijirou wipes his brow and sighs, standing at the foot of the bed with his hands on his hips. “Alright. Suki, did you make dinner already?”
The blonde nods listlessly, clearly not all there.
“Alright, I’ll be right back,” the redhead runs to the kitchen and you hear the tap running. You roll over to Katsuki and put your head on his chest.
“You okay sweetie?” You’re exhausted, but he seems to be wrapped up deep in that headspace.
“Yeah, I’m good. That was awesome.” You can see him trembling slightly as the adrenaline wears off.
You slowly reach up to card your fingers through his hair. He groans a little at it and leans into the touch. You smile softly and start to praise him, “You really were such a good boy.” His cheeks flush red and he smiles. It seems to give him a slight shiver.
“T-Thanks,” he mutters.
You didn’t notice but Eijirou is standing in the doorway, leaning against the wall, a loving smile on his lips.
“Here you guys go!” his mood switches and he’s cheery now, the same old goofy Kirishima. He hands you both glasses of water which you happily drink. “Okay sleepy boy, you first.” the redhead scoops up Bakugo who weakly groans in protest. They round the corner and shortly after you hear the tub filling and an exchange of words you can’t quite decipher. You can however tell the are sweet, and spoken by Kirishima to Katsuki.
A few moments later Kiri comes back to the room and looks down at you, sprawled out on the bed. “You’re a badass, you know that?”
You look a little shy but flash a grin, “Yeah I know.”
He laughs and shakes his head, quickly scooping you into his arms. “Alright let’s go.”
“Where are you taking me?” you demand. He laughs at you, flashing his spiky teeth.
“We have two bathrooms and you need a shower, Miss.”
“Ooo ‘Miss.’” you giggle.
He takes you into the master bathroom and kicks on the water. He looks a little concerned for a moment and gives you a sincere look. “Will you be okay if I check on him real quick?”
“Of course honey,” you reassure him. He bends down and kisses you on the forehead, making your heart jump.
“I’ll come back in just a sec. I just want to make sure he’s down. I also wanna talk to him about something real quick.”
You nod and shoo him along. He skips off through the bedroom and into the hallway.
You step into the comfortable stream of water and just let the water crash over you. You’re sore in the best way possible, giggling to yourself occasionally as you swipe your hands over your body. Not really washing yourself, but just enjoying the sense of euphoria.
You tend to your body for about 10 minutes before you hear someone come into the bathroom. It’s Kiri. He’s already nude and pops his head in through the curtain.
“Care if I join ya?”
You flick water at his face and he shuts his eyes. “ Ahhh! ” he pretends it burns.
“Come in.”
He joins you in the water stream. Luckily the shower is rather large so you fit comfortably, but to your surprise he pulls you close, holding your body to his. Your muscles tense and you feel butterflies taking off in your stomach.
“U-Um… Is Katsuki okay with this?”
The redhead kisses your cheek from behind and reaches out to grab his shampoo bottle.
“Sure is.” his arms work in front of you as you recline into his chest. He squirts the fragrant mousse into his hands and starts to rub and stroke your hair. Digging his fingers into your scalp and chuckling softly when you groan or coo.
“So sweet.” The hero takes his time washing your body, kissing your neck and cleaning and conditioning your hair. After he’s satisfied you’re all washed up he turns off the water and steps out, grabbing a towel to wrap around you.
“You good to walk?” he asks.
“Yeah I’m good!” you confirm with a nod.
The two of you make your way to the living room where Bakugou is already sitting on the couch. You plop down next to him, and to your surprise, he throws his arm around you, pulling you closer as he spaces out on the T.V.
Well, this is confusing.
Eijirou disappears behind you into the kitchen and you hear the sound of plates clicking against the counter. A few moments later he appears with three plates of omurice. Your mouth starts to water. The dish is perfectly cooked and smells unreal.
“Holy shit, did you make that, Ei?” You ask, impressed.
“Nope, he did,” he nods at Katsuki who lazily waves his hand.
The three of you take your plates and start eating. You all feel like you haven’t eaten in days, and Katsuki’s cooking absolutely hits the spot.
After your meal is complete Eijirou takes the dishes and deposits them in the sink, returning to meet you on the couch.
“Soooo,” he starts, getting your attention. You turn to face him and he looks a little flustered. “Uh, did you have… a good time?”
You can’t help but laugh. “Pfffft. No, I came like 4 times because it was awful.”
Katsuki laughs. Kiri squints and wrinkles appear at the corner of his eyes. “Okay okay.”
You reach out and rub his shoulder. “Yeah, it was awesome. Thanks for letting me do that with you guys.”
“Well,” Eijirou continues, “I talked to Bakugou a bit while you were in the shower and…” he hesitates, flicking his eyes to Katsuki to check his reaction. The blond doesn’t flinch. “Well, he continues, “are you still looking for a new apartment?”
You raise an eyebrow. “Uh yeah. My lease is up next month. Why?”
“Ahem. Well you seee, I talked it over with Suki here and we’d be really excited if you wanted to become our third uh… roommate, so to speak.”
Your face heats up and you turn to Katsuki, who again, is betraying nothing. He’s completely unbothered by the conversation.
“Is that true?” you ask and the blonde turns to you, furrowing his brow a little.
“Did he stutter, dumbass?”
Your mouth pops open to say something sassy, but honestly, at that moment, you had nothing. Your mind is swimming and you’re half panicking half freaking out from excitement. “Y-Yeah, absolutely. I would love that!”
“But uh,” Eijirou continues, “he and I both agreed that, uh, well, we’d like to do that again.”
Your eyes almost pop out of your head. “ Really ?”
“Fuck yeah,” Suki exclaims, “that was the shit. But listen, I don’t do things half-assed. It would be like you were part of us. Get it?”
At the moment you really can’t think. The boys understand what you’re feeling. Eijirou pulls you in close to his chest, worming you away from Suki who scowls a little. The grumpy blond opts to grab your legs and throw them over his own, rubbing up and down your calf.
The three of you decide that you’ll start moving your stuff in after two weeks. Katsuki is confident about the situation because of how long you’ve known Eijirou, even though the two of you just met. Katsuki will never say no to a situation that ends in a bang.