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You stood at the window, gazing at the starlit sky, your thoughts consumed by the absence of Kirishima and Bakugo. They had been away on a critical mission for the past few weeks, leaving you to miss their touch and presence dearly. Every night felt colder without them, and you longed for the warmth of their embrace.
One evening, your heart skipped a beat as you heard the familiar sound of footsteps approaching the front door. Rushing down the stairs, you flung open the door and saw Kirishima and Bakugo standing there. Their smiles widened upon seeing you, and before you could say anything, Kirishima swept you into a tight hug, lifting you off your feet.
“Long time no see, princess,” he greeted you with a tender kiss placed to your cheek.
“Kiri!” you giggled loudly and looked above his shoulder at Bakugo who was leaning casually against the wall, smirking.
Your heart swelled with happiness. You didn’t realize how much you had missed them until that moment.
After getting inside your shared apartment and having a first decent meal in a while, they told you about their adventures and the challenges they faced on the mission. You listened attentively, feeling a mix of pride and worry for their well-being. As the night went on, the conversation turned lighter, filled with laughter and teasing.
Finally, after the dishes were done, you found yourselves alone in the living room.
Kirishima and Bakugo exchanged a knowing glance, and then Kirishima took your hand, leading you to the couch. The atmosphere became charged with affection and desire.
“Let us make up for the time we were away,” Kirishima said softly, brushing his lips against your temple.
A faint “yes” escaped your parted lips. As your fingers firmly gripped the collar of Kirishima’s shirt, you drew him nearer, and with intense passion, your lips met in a fiery kiss. Your tongue eagerly explored the space between his parted lips, igniting a fervent connection between you both.
“Hey! You’ve got some nerve, being all cuddly and sweet with the fucking Red Riot, ignoring me while I’m here, too,” Bakugo growled, raising an eyebrow as he crossed his arms, approching the couch.
You laughed, knowing he was just needy. “You know I missed both of you equally, Katsuki. You’re just as cuddly when you want to be.”
His cheeks reddened slightly, but he didn’t let his guard down. “Don’t get any weird ideas, idiot. I’m not that soft.”
Kirishima chuckled. “Come on, man, you are a little mushy at times.”
Bakugo scowled at him. “Tch, whatever. I just missed her, that’s all.”
You leaned closer to him, smirking as you reached out and took his calloused hand in your palm. “Missed me and my touch that much, did you?”
He grumbled, trying to hide his smirk. “Shut up. It’s not like I needed it or anything, dumbass.”
But his actions spoke louder than his words. He took a seat on your left side and found every opportunity to steal kisses from you, his touch becoming more affectionate and possessive. Bakugo sometimes was yanking you out of Kirishima’s arms, just to hold you a little longer in his strong arms.
Soon, you found yourself sitting on Bakugo’s lap, leaning comfortably against his broad chest as he lovingly wrapped his arms around your waist. A low, affectionate growl escaped his throat, and you could feel his longing for you as he gently humped against you. Responding to his yearning, you pressed back into him and tilted your head, inviting the flurry of tender kisses that trailed along your neck, eliciting a soft moan from you.
With each open-mouthed kiss, Katsuki’s hands caressed your body, hidden under the delicate fabric of your silky nightdress. One hand found its place on your breast, while the other gently gripped your chin, tilting your head back so you could gaze up at him. Bakugo leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. You instinctively parted your lips, allowing his tongue to take control of yours. His hand released its grip on your chin and joined his other hand in rubbing your breasts. As your nipples hardened and pressed against the fabric of your nightdress, his fingers immediately found them and tightened around them.
Kirishima sat right beside Bakugo, closely observing the scene while palming himself through his dark cargo pants that already grew too tight. “I’m here too, princess,” he reminded as ne of his hands stealthily slipped beneath your nightgown and moved up your thigh. Kirishima chuckled abruptly, amused by the discovery that you weren’t wearing any underwear as hi calloused index finger circled your clit lazily. “Oh, you little naughty shit.”
Bakugo wasted no time in lifting the back hem of your nightdress, revealing your alluring ass that never failed to catch eyes. “You’re such a naughty slut indeed, going without panties,” he remarked while unzipping his pants. “Now, get rid of this tatter and on your knees.”
As a compliant and dutiful girl, you adhered to Bakugo’s order and gracefully vacated his lap. Positioning yourself before the couch, you began to undress sensually, swaying your hips in sync with the rhythm resonating in your mind, aiming to be as seductive as it was possible. As your nightdress cascaded to the floor, you gracefully sank to your knees.
Bakugo exchanged a glance with Kirishima, prompting them to stand up together. Subsequently, Kirishima proceeded to remove his shirt, and Bakugo followed suit. Soon, they shed their pants and boxers as well.
Both men possessed impressive physiques, boasting well-built, toned arms and legs, accompanied by a sets of defined six-pack abs.
However, what truly captured your focus were their cocks. While they weren’t fully erect, their impressiveness was still undeniable. You blushed.
“Oh, look, Kacchan,” Kirishima mused, “our doll is blushing! Isn’t she the cutest little girl?”
Bakugo nodded, running his tongue along his lower lip. “Indeed, she’s an adorable fucking pet. I’ve trained her, after all, ha!”
You took their cocks in your palms and started pumping them. Soon, you leaned to Kirishima and slowly swirled your tongue around the head of his cock.
Kirishima let out a low growl, quietly uttering a string of curses to himself.
You continued to massage the head of his cock with your tongue, and moved your hands down to his balls and fondled them while stroking Katsuki’s shaft with your other hand. Soon yet you let go of Kacchan’s cock to take proper care of Kirishima. You could feel Kirishima’s cock start to slowly harden in your hand and it only encouraged you to take on more. As you took the tip into your mouth, you let out a low moan at the taste of his salty precum. It sent a shot of heat straight to your core as you continued to lavish him in your mouth.
Bakugo firmly grasped a handful of your hair, pulling your head back. “Tch, remember, there are two of us,” he growled sharply.
You instantly wrapped your lips around Katsuki’s tip and slid your mouth further down the throbbing shaft, your lips stretching as your hand shifted down to the base of his cock and slowly pumped it. As you bobbed your head up and down, your spit began trailing down his cock. You came up for air and used both of your hands to jerk his cock quickly, making sure the whole length was coated in your saliva before diving back in and bobbing your head vigorously.
In the meantime, Kirishima slowly caressed his shaft with his hand, grunting, slipping his other hand in your hair, massaging your scalp.
“Fuck yeah, dumbass, sucking my fucking cock so good,” Katsuki growled, slowly bucking his hips to facefuck you. He kept both hands on the back of your head, groaning each time he felt his cock press up against the back of your throat. Each time you gagged and moaned, he felt his self-control slipping even more. “Fuck yeah, cunt. That’s it. Fuuuck!”
With a loud “pop” sound, you removed Bakugo from your mouth and shifted your focus to Kirishima. As you looked up at the red-haired man with your most innocent doe-eyes, you gracefully moved your head back and forth along his thick, already throbbing shaft.
“Yeah, such a good girl, just like that, keep doing those stuff with your sweet mouth,” Eijiro growled, his eyes never left your beautiful face. He tightened his hold on your hair as you dug your nails into his thighs and forced your mouth forward, taking his full length in and holding your mouth down, gagging yourself. The feeling of your throat gripping his shaft and your lips kissing the base of his cock had his eyes rolling a little. “Fuck! M'gonna fucking cum!”
After a few seconds of this, you pulled back and sat on your knees, panting, appreciating your handiwork as you eagerly stroked Kirishima and Bakugo’s cocks, smirking at them.
“Enjoying yourself, huh?!” Bakugo growled lowly and caught yur elbow, yanking you efortlessly up.He positioned you on the couch, on all fours, with your ass sticking up in the air as you rested your head on your arms that were gripping the back of the couch. He firmly gripped your hips and directed his rock-hard cock towards your dripping entrance, then eased into you with one powerful thrust. “Fuck you, bitch! So fucking tight!”
You gripped the back of the couch hard as Katsuki’s cock pressed deeper into your needy cunt until his entire length was inside of you. He rapidly pulled back until just the tip was inside, then rammed it back into you, making you cry out his name. “Fuck, Katsuki!”
“Address me properly!” Bakugo snarled, smacking your ass hard enough to leave a handprint on the plush flesh.
“AH!” You moaned loudly. “S-sorry, Mr Dynamight!”
“That’s fucking better, dumbass,” Bakugo growled lowly, delivering few more smacks to your ass.
Eijiro positioned himself on his knees before you, his hands gently holding your hair as he moved closer, trusting himself into your mouth, which you willingly opened for him. As he pressed against your lips, your body inadvertently nudged back against Bakugo, leading to both of you emitting low grunts of surprise. “My good doll,” Kirishima praised.
In response, Bakugo firmly grasped your wrists and pinned your arms behind your back, maintaining a raw, primal rhythm as he fucked you, shoving you forward on Kirishima’s cock with each of his powerful thrusts.
Kirishima was letting loose all his pent up lust on your mouth, stroking your chin as he was slowly thrusting back and forth. “My good, little doll, just like that, suck daddy’s cock like a good girl you are. That’s it princess. Fuck you take us both so well. You’re such a good girl.”
You could tell they were getting closer. Their thrusts were growing erratic and their cocks felt like they were trying to pierce your insides.
As you attempted to speak, Eijiro withdrew himself from your mouth, asking, “What’s on your mind, princess?”
“I want you both to cum on my face, pretty please?” After looking at Kirishima, you looked above your shoulder at Bakugo, making the most innocent eyes.
Bakugo let out a furious roar, but he still managed to nod as he withdrew his cock out of your abused cunt. “Switch, I want her mouth now,” he commanded, casting a gaze at Kirishima.
Swiftly switching positions, you found yourself being taken from behind by Eijiro, while your mouth remained occupied by Katsuki’s shaft.
“Oh my goodness, she’s so tight!” Kirishima exclaimed cheerfully, gently rubbing your hips where Bakugo’s touch had left some bruises earlier.
“Of course she fucking is, you idiot! We trained her diligently, after all!” Bakugo exclaimed, thrusting viciously into your mouth, gagging you with his throbbing length; the tip of his cock kissed the back of your throat with every thrust, making your eyes rolling back.
Bakugo, sensing he was approaching his peak, intensified his thrusts, gripping your head firmly. “Take it, take it, fucking cunt,” he growled, relishing the sight of your teary eyes and saliva dripping down your chin.
You exerted maximum effort to pump your hand up and down on Katsuki’s cock while sucking him off while trying to maintain your balance amidst the forceful thrusts delivered by Eijiro.
“Fuck, I’ll fucking cum!” Kirishima reached around you and circled your clit with his index finger. “But I want you to cum on my cock first, princess, I know you can.”
Kirishima’s words triggered your orgasm, causing your insides to tighten around his shaft and your juices covered him in extreme wetness and slickness.
Both Kirishima and Bakugo withdrew.
You were nudged by Bakugo and managed to find find balance and kneel on your knees as the pair of men stood on both sides of you. You immediately reached out and started stroking their cocks furiously, using your juices and saliva as a lubricant to easily work their throbbing dicks. “Mm, yeah, suck Red Riot’s cock, dumbass. Taste yourself on him, slut,” ordered Bakugo.
“Yes, Mr Dynamight,” you said before leaning over and engulfing Kirishima’s cock between your lips, quickly bobbing your head up and down on him while using your hand to stroke whatever wasn’t in your eager mouth.
“Holy shit!” Eijiro howled in pleasure as he gripped your hair. “She’s about to make me fucking cum!”
Then, your focus shifted to Katsuki, and you teased his throbbing shaft with your mouth, swirling your tongue around his tip until he got all riled up.
“That’s it, bitch, suck my cock, suck it. Fuck, nngh!” Katsuki snarled, his head rolled back. “Fuck!!!! Cumming, cumming!!!”
The first rope of cum shot out and splattered across your face, followed by another that smacked you in the cheek and another that landed in your mouth as you sat there holding it wide open for Katsuki. His cum quickly sputtered out and you took the head between your swollen lips, sucking out what was left.
Just when you had finished enjoying your treat, your head was yanked away by your hair and you were forcibly turned to face Eijiro, who held his cock over your flushed face and stroked it as he came on you, groaning the whole time. Unlike Bakugo’s load, which shot out in a couple of large spurts but died out pretty quick, Kirishima’s cum came out in multiple, short bursts that painted your face. He used his hold on you to move your head around, making sure he got some of his cum on every inch of it. “Fuck, holy fucking shit!”
Suddenly, Bakugo firmly grasped Kirishima’s chin, drawing him into a passionate and intense kiss. The kiss was electric, fueled by a combination of desire, and genuine affection. Their lips met with urgency, their breaths mingling as they explored each other with fervor. It was a passionate dance of tongues and lips, a display of raw emotion and connection. The intensity of the moment left them both breathless. Eijiro moaned in the heated kiss offered by Katsuki.
When Kirishima was done cumming, he released your head and you sat back on the floor, your back against the couch. Unable to contain your immense joy, you let a huge smile spread across your face, completely content with how your night had unfolded.
The two men collapsed onto the couch, each sitting on one side of you, and the trio panted heavily, still catching their breaths.
Kirishima rolled his head back, finding support against the back of the couch. “Damn, I’m so damn exhausted.”
Bakugo let out a frustrated sigh and rolled his eyes. “Tch! Quit complaining like that, pussy boy. The night’s still young, and we were gone for so long. We’ve got to make up for it now, you fucking idiot.”
Kirishima let out a dark chuckle. “Yeah, I get it, I get it. Take it easy, man. So, how about another round?”