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If you would have told yourself in high school that Shinsou Hitoshi, Bakugo Katsuki and you were going to be involved in some weird convoluted love triangle, you would have laughed. The three of you on the surface had nothing in common, and honestly you three didn’t get along the greatest at first.
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The experience of going through teenagehood in the UA dorms was both exhilarating and embarrassing. On one hand, you got to experience independence for the first time, on the other there was a public audience for your failures. Although there was adult supervision, there were definitely times that you and your classmates could get into a bit of mischief. Whether it be sleepovers or generally rebellious teenage stuff, you guys did it all. Midway through your first year, a tall guy with lavender hair joined your class. You learned his name was Shinsou and quirk was pretty cool. While normally reserved, he quickly gained a reputation for being “the guy with the weed”.
One night, you found yourself on the floor of that guy’s room surrounded by your classmates nervously waiting your turn for a hit. “Y/N’s first time, be gentle with her Shinsou!” Kaminari called out as he sparked up the joint.
Your hands were shaking by the time it came to you, without a chance to observe others before you, you had no idea what to do. Glancing to your left, Shinsou was staring expectantly. Kaminari was busy telling the circle about his latest pick-up line failure so there wasn’t too much attention on you.
Shinsou donned a wicked smirk and leaned toward your ear, “Just don’t breathe too deep, try a small hit first then go from there.” He smelled vaguely of linen with a hint of cologne, an unexpected but welcome scent. Focusing back on the task at hand, you remembered that you had done way scarier stuff, like sparring against Bakugo, you could totally do this.
Screwing your eyes shut, you lifted the joint to your lips. You breathed in a little bit, you heard Shinsou mumbling in your ear again. “Alright kitten, now just hold your breath for a second, you got it, alright now breathe out..”
You followed his instructions, eyes still forced shut. The nickname made the tips of your ears red, a guy had never called you a pet name like that before, especially not someone as attractive as Shinsou.
You opened your eyes to find his lavender ones peering at you, his hand brushing yours to take the joint. Did that just happen? As it made its way around the circle a couple of more times, his encouraging words were always mumbled only for you to hear. “Good kitten, you took a bigger hit then, doing so well…” His eyelids were at half mast.
Normally, you were too anxious to talk, inner dialogue constantly running scenarios of how to be less awkward. Being high shut that off. You found yourself making small talk with Shinsou, learning more about his time in the general studies course and his training with your teacher. His lavender eyes, oversized hoodie and general demeanour was extremely attractive, you found yourself pushing to be as close to him as possible.
After a while, people began to head back to their rooms. Realizing the night was winding down, you went to grab your stuff and head out the door, but felt a tug on your arm. “This was a nice change of pace, you usually are so quiet. What’s up?” Shinsou’s lopsided smirk was adorable.
“I think it’s being high, I feel less like anxious about messing up I guess?” staring at your shoes, you were beginning to hear the inner dialogue again as the high wore off. His finger slipped underneath your chin and tilted your head up to meet his eyes, his sincerity apparent. “You are always welcome back, no need to worry about messing up.”
After that first time, you visited his dorm at least once a week, sometimes you didn’t even smoke. “Hi kitten, good to see you,” he would say as you walked through his door. Talking in front of Shinsou without weed was becoming easier, he was kind and never pushy when you struggled to continue a conversation. Patient and steadfast, his presence was safe and comforting. Still, there were interactions that left you wondering if it was all just entirely a friendship.
Alone in his dorm, his hand would linger on your lower back, a hug would last too long, his lips would ghost the top of your head. Instead of trying to overthink his actions, you just attributed it to how Shinsou was naturally, shoving any feelings of attraction down to maintain the beautiful friendship that was blossoming. Although you didn’t see him act that way with others, he only was touchy when you guys were alone.
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Bakugo didn’t join the fray until second year, too busy pushing himself his first year to have any time to relax. One night during second year, a knock shattered the quiet evening you were spending with Shinsou, a Ghibli movie in the background as you two studied. Shinsou lazily strolled over to open the door, greeted immediately by the group class 2A had dubbed the “Bakusquad.”
“Hey man, mind if we come in?” Kirishima took the lead, nervously glancing down either side of the hallway for teachers. Although he didn’t outright say it, you both knew what he was here for. This was the first time Kirishima and Bakugo had stopped by to smoke, the rest of the members were regular offenders. Shinsou grinned, “sure,” he stepped out of the entrance letting the whole group in.
Bakugo brought up the rear, looking pissed as usual. “This is so stupid, why did I agree to come with you idiots?” he huffed under his breath. Mina cackled, “Because you didn’t like it when Kami said you were being a pussy.” Bakugo’s eyes bulged out of his head, “I am NOT a pussy and I don’t need ANYTHING to chill me out or whatever.” He crossed his arms over his muscular chest, you couldn’t help but stare. Next to Shinsou, Bakugo was the best looking guy in class. They were opposites in a lot of ways, one calm and the other brash, like fire and ice.
“What are you looking at, eyebags?” Bakugo squared up to Shinsou who was also staring at him appreciatively, there was something interesting about the look in his eye. “You’re the one in my room, blasty, now take a seat or get out.” Shinsou’s tone teetered between playful and authoritative, it took you by surprise. Usually Shinsou was all lazy grins and mumbled sentences, but the way he stared down at Bakugo, almost challenging him, stirred something inside you. “Yeah, whatever..” Bakugo sat, looking a whole lot more bark than bite at the moment, choosing to look off to the side rather than follow Shinsou’s command.
Kaminari bounded towards Shinsou and clapped his shoulders, “Alright man, let’s get these two high for the first time!” His smile brought the ease back to the room.
Shinsou rolled his eyes and handed Kaminari a pre-rolled joint. “As long as you take care of their stoned asses if they can’t keep up.” Shinsou went to open his window, letting the cool autumn air into the room.
“Yeah yeah, I have a feeling they will like it though.” Kaminari placed the joint in between his lips, lighter flicking in his fingers. He took a long inhale, his eyes fluttering shut. Kaminari took a seat on your right and passed you the joint, “Hey cutie,” he winked. You couldn’t help but laugh at his flirting attempts, his neverending efforts were admirable. Bakugo, finally moving, strode across the room and sat on your left with a huff. “Stupid fucking..” you heard him muttering to himself. You felt his heat as soon as he sat next to you, radiating off him like a furnace.
After you took a hit, you turned to pass to Bakugo. “Give me the damn thing, woman.” Bakugo made grabby hands to the joint in between your fingers.
“Okay, just don’t breathe in too much, jus-” Bakugo, self-confident as ever, ignored your warning and took a huge hit and immediately flew into a coughing fit. He crossed his arms again and stared at the joint like it had personally offended him.
Shinsou and Kaminari snickered as the joint continued around the circle, Bakugo’s arms were still firmly crossed as he let out a few more coughs intermittently. “Why do you fuckers even like this shit?” he mumbled under his breath. Never the one to give up though, he was ready the time the joint made it to him again.
He listened to your advice the second time, a quick learner, and took a smaller inhale. As the joint made another pass around the circle, the conversation was flowing and someone had turned on some music. As you felt the high begin to take over, you looked over towards Bakugo.
His permanent scowl began to drop from his features. His eyelids lowered and he began to smirk, no longer as angry as he had been the last 16 years of his life. The creases on his forehead softened, he looked at peace. Damn, he is kinda beautiful when he isn’t bitching at someone..
He leaned back onto his palms, black skull tee riding up a little bit giving you a peak of his abdomen. His face was relaxed, eyes closed and a soft smile on his lips. If this is what Bakugo was normally like, you could only imagine the list of girls that would be begging for his attention.
You averted your eyes before he could catch you staring. After you broke your gaze, you began to focus on what the group was chatting about, new costume modifications or something. While Bakugo still had his aggressive edge when he chose to chime in, it just wasn’t as harsh as usual.
You decided that a joint looked good between Bakugo’s lips, inhaling smoke. As he passed the joint to Mina, you broke from your self-induced trance. Peering around the circle to see if you got caught, you found Shinsou looking between the two of you with a curious smirk. He shot you a wink and you immediately buried your face in your sweatshirt to hide your blush. His soft chuckle echoed in your ears as you tried to bring your pulse back down to a normal rate. Although you were nervous, you felt a weird sense of guilt. Were you supposed to want someone else when you didn’t know what was happening was Shinsou? Would he care?
You felt an elbow press against your left side, “What, woman?” The full weight of his vermillion stare was focused on you. His eyes wandered down your body, his lips opened to make another comment before Kirishima dragged him back into the group’s conversation. The way his eyes traced your figure felt familiar, just like how Shinsou would look at you when it was just the two of you. When you laid your head on your pillow that night, you couldn’t get the lavender and vermillion eyes out of your head if you tried.
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As it turned out, that wasn’t the last time Bakugo spent sitting on the floor of Shinsou’s dorm room. He started dropping by alone after a rough day of sparring or a particularly grueling training mission. Sometimes you were there, other times Shinsou told you about it in passing. He was always angry upon arrival but then left in a stoned-out stupor. It became apparent that he needed the release, the break from the grim reality of your lives, just as much as you two did.
The bond between the three of you grew, Shinsou and you often were add-ons to the Bakusquad shenanigans. Most hangouts ended with the three of you on Shinsou’s floor, stoned and watching a movie after the others left for the night. Dozing off, you would wake up with your head on Shinsou’s shoulder and your legs draped across Bakugo’s lap. Neither seemed to mind the closeness or tried to push it further, so it just became the norm.
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After graduating, the three of you continued to see each other often, sometimes in a group of former classmates, sometimes just as a threesome. Throughout the years, you harbored a crush on both of them, there were moments that you were convinced they felt it too. There was a weird kind of beyond-friendship intimacy, snuggling as a group, kisses on the forehead, longing glances. Most of the physical affection came from Shinsou, always the initiator, he apparently had nerves of steel. Shinsou and Bakugo had their own kind of vibe that just added to the overwhelming tension when the three of you were together, a dance of will we or won’t we.
The wheels of fate were set into motion one insignificant drunk night out at the bars. The night was spent dancing with the UA girls, writhing between sweaty bodies in the clubs. It’s always nice to dress up and get away from the real world for a little bit, the drinks were flowing and the vibes were great.
After one too many drinks, you stepped away to drunkenly call Shinsou to come pick you up. His place was the closest to the bars and he has always been a bit of a night owl. He picks up on the first ring, his voice like velvet. “Yes kitten? How is your night out with Mina and the girls?” You giggle, “Goooooood, gooooood, hehe do you think – are you free right now?” You hear him shuffle on the other side of the phone. “Yeah, just got out of the shower, do you need something kitten?” His soft chuckle made you a bit weak in the knees. Maybe being around him while drunk isn’t the best idea, especially since your latest hook up wasn’t worth your time.
“Please come get me Toshi, need to go homeeeee,” you whine. “Alright, I see your location, be there in ten.”
You walk back inside, telling the other girls about your departure. “Which one did you call?” Mina laughs, the other girls pretend to look at anything else in the bar but you. “What do you mean?” “Y/n, don’t play dumb, which of your two boys is coming to get you?” Mina looks at you like she’s trying to solve a puzzle. “Toshi cause it’s night, Katsu sleepin.” You mumble shyly, a blush warming your face. Mina, always the one to push for gossip, her eyes light up. “Which one do you want? When are you finally going to bang one of them? They obviously both are into you.”
Your eyes widened in shock, you had never thought that they liked you back. “What do you meaaaann? They just like me as a friend!” “Y/n, are you stupid?” Her playful glare was piercing. “Do you see the way they look at you? And ONLY you?” Thinking about it, you couldn’t necessarily disagree.
“Welllllll, if that was the case….” You look to the ceiling, trying to find the bravery to voice your deepest desires to your best friend. “I know it’s like kinda stupid – I don’t know, what if both?” Now it was Mina’s turn to look shocked. “Huh?? You want BOTH of them?”
“Yeah jus like, Katsu’s all muscley and Toshi’s all teasing, I don know could be super fuckin’ hot.” You were playing with a piece of your hair as you looked off in the distance, daydreaming about being sandwiched between your two very sexy friends.
Your phone buzzed with a text. Looking down to check it, you blanche. Your call with Hitoshi, holy fuck it was still going. Did he hear you muse about wanting not only him but Katsuki? How would he even process that? How greedy could a girl be? God this had to be a nightmare. Maybe it was too loud in the bar and he couldn’t hear anything? Why didn’t he hang up? Speaking of him, the text was from him and he was outside waiting.
You quickly gathered your things, said your goodbyes and prayed to whatever gods out there that he hadn’t heard any of the last 5 minutes of your existence. Hitoshi leaned against his purple BMW, a crooked grin on his face when he picked you out of the busy crowd. He looked so effortlessly sexy, hair pushed back from his face, his sweats low on his hips. He pushed off the car and pulled you into a hug as approached him, tucking you underneath his chin. “Someone had fun tonight, huh?” His breath tickled the shell of your ear. “Mhm, ready to go homeeeee,” you pull back and meet his eyes, flashing him your brightest smile.
“Alright then kitten let’s get you home.” He opens the door for you. As you slid into the passenger seat, you tried to ascertain any sign that he had heard your conversation with Mina. He casually put the car in drive and rested his hand on your thigh, but didn’t say a word. The drive back to your place was uneventful, the naive side of you hoped this was a sign he missed your drunk confession and life could continue on as normal, or whatever normal was for the three of you.
After making sure you were in bed safe, he left you with water on your bedside table and a kiss on the forehead. When the door clicked shut, you breathed a sigh of relief, making things awkward between the three of you was the last thing you wanted to happen.
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The time after UA had taken Shinsou and Bakugo from cute teenagers to sexy pro-heros. They constantly had gaggles of fans chasing them down, treating them more like pop stars than heroes. Scrolling through TikTok at night, the algorithm had you pinned. Their fancams would pop up and you would be sent into your spiral of longing all over again. How could they be so sexy and also be your best friends? Your favorites were the compilations of the two of them, apparently a subset of their fans thought the two of them were hotter together, just like you.
In the subsequent days, you couldn’t help but let your mind wrap around the idea that they might have a thing for you too. Now that Mina pointed it out, you did sort of see it. Things that you explained away through just close friendship were definitely out of the ordinary for their other friendships. On a night out with friends, one or both of them are always glued to your side. Dancing in the middle of the club, one is in front of you, arms draped around your shoulders when the other is holding your waist from behind. In the darkness of the club, hands all over each other, breaths shared, bodies grinding to the beat, apparently others had noticed. Not only was there a vibe between you and both of them, but the three of you. A heat, a lust, a passion that just was never acted upon. Maybe acknowledging the tension wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world?
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As it so happened, you had plans to hang out with the two men in question a couple of days later. A casual get together like normal, smoke at someone’s house, usually eat something and just hang out. For some reason, you felt nervous about this particular hang out, spending extra time on your hair and scrutinizing your outfit choice. It was your turn to host. You picked up dinner from the Thai spot near your house that they both seemed to like so much, already knowing their orders by heart.
Katsuki showed up first, always the timely one, shoving his jacket and boots off unceremoniously at the door. Shuffling towards you, he pulled you into a quick hug. The blonde plopped down on the recliner in your living room, instantly making himself at home. “Hi doll,” he grumbled. Seeing the giant man at peace in your home always made you feel warm inside. He dwarfed your recliner, the chair groaning under the weight of his muscle as he leaned back. As you waited for the third arrival, you filled the time talking about upcoming missions and work the previous week. The door creaked open, Hitoshi finally decided to grace you both with his presence, always habitually late (even on the nights when he was hosting). You couldn’t help but smile.
“Finally decided to show up, idiot?” Katsuki said with no heat behind it. He snickered as he heard Hitoshi shuffle through the door.
“I missed you too, Kat! Didn’t want to show up smelling like the literal dumpster I was in today.” Hitoshi smiled at him sarcastically, but the radiance of a Hitoshi smile was still enough to cause you to stare appreciatively. He waltzed over to the recliner and placed a chaste kiss on the top of Katsuki’s head but backed away before he realized what happened.
“You little shit!” Katsuki yelled with no heat behind it.
“Hi Toshi, got the Thai place you like so much.” You stood up to greet him, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you close, tucking you underneath his chin just as he had nights ago.
“Thank you for always taking care of me.” He pulled away, his sleepy eyes meeting yours, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. Before you could overanalyze his actions, he patted your head and moved to the chair on the other side of the living room, leaving the couch for you.
You sat down cross-legged and grabbed your pad thai as Hitoshi set up the bong he usually brought along. After passing around for a couple of hits, the three of you sat back and quietly ate your dinner, letting the high settle in.
The peace in the room was shattered when Hitoshi abruptly launched into an unusual line of questioning. “So how is that guy you have been seeing, y/n?” Hitoshi looked at you from his chair, eyes curiously meeting yours. This seemed out of left field, but thinking nothing of it you decided to go with it.
Recently, you had been on a few dates with a guy who worked in the support tech part of your agency, he was super nice and chatty, allowing you to be more of a listener which you liked. You took him home after a dinner date one night, but he was done when he came. He didn’t even try to get you off. That was the ultimate turn off, things were pretty much done after that.
“I wish I could say good, but I had to dump him..” You sighed, wishing you could finally find someone worth your time.
“What did the fuckin idiot guy do?” Bakugo’s vermillion eyes squinted as he locked eyes with you, no stranger to your horrible dating escapades.
“It was more something he couldn’t do…” you trailed off, laughing under your breath.
Bakugo looked at you incredulously, “Hah? The fuck does that mean?”
You prayed to whatever God there was that the conversation would keep moving. There couldn’t be anything more embarrassing than talking about sex with these two, especially after your almost slip up at the bar. Sure you three had conversations about partners, but never the dirty details. Talking about this in too much detail could inch this dynamic toward the line that has not been crossed.
Hitoshi, ever the observer, noticed your embarrassment. Something in his eyes, a wicked spark you had never seen, seemed to light within him. Your downcast eyes, red cheeks, the way you were fiddling with the hem of your shirt. You realized he was about to push this further so you just braced for impact.
“Kat, it means he couldn’t fuck her right.” Hitoshi said, eyes locked on you, grinning. “I’m right, right?” You nodded, Hitoshi and Katsuki both started laughing like it was the funniest joke you had ever told. Katsuki chose then to speak up. “Could have just said so doll, why are you fucking some loser extra to begin with?”
“He didn’t even try to get me off and that is such a turn off, like don’t you want to get me there? Isn’t that part of the fun?” You tried to laugh it off, but Shinsou’s smirk only grew, it seemed you were playing right into his hands.
“Damn, he’s not a real man then, if it was me I wouldn’t let you leave the bed until you at least came for me three times.” Katsuki rolled his eyes, annoyed with the man in question. His hands fell behind his head as he leaned back, his gaze falling on you. It felt like the thermostat had jumped to 90, did he just say what I think he said? Hitoshi flicked his tongue out over his bottom lip, ready to pounce. Were they tag teaming you?
“Hmmm, you must be pretty pent up then princess.” Hitoshi was playing with fire and he knew it. You cursed him under your breath, it felt like every emotion you had towards the two heroes could come bursting out of you at any second.
“Yeah, I guess..” you whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, suddenly the carpet was very interesting. The silence in the room was deafening. If they were going to play with you, maybe you could play back. “If only I could find a partner that cared about my pleasure too, I am just so horny..” The sentence dropped like a stone in a pond.
The cushion beside you dipped as Hitoshi moved onto the couch, his proximity was suddenly overwhelming. The linen and cologne scent that was uniquely Hitoshi filled your space. His arm draped around you, breath suddenly hot on the shell of your ear, “I am so sorry he didn’t know how to treat you kitten, you deserve someone who will make you cum until you cry.” His sympathetic tone, the pet name, his smell, it was driving you insane.
Glancing towards Katsuki for his reaction to this situation, you found his gaze hungrily flitting between your lips, your eyes and where Hitoshi’s hand was rubbing soothing patterns on your shoulder.
“Kat, why don’t you come over here and help me comfort our girl,” he teased. A delicious heat began to slide up your spine. How did this escalate so fast? Why was I so turned on? Katsuki was on the other side of you in less than two seconds, his large calloused palm on your thigh, tracing circles.
“Oh, I think I can help with that..” he trailed off, eyes locked on your lips.
Suddenly the three of you were fixed in place, on the cusp of changing the entire dynamic of your relationship, no one willing to take the first step towards where this was headed. Maybe it was always headed here. The dominoes were set up, who was going to make the first move and let them all fall? Hitoshi, the aggressor as always, was the one to finally put it in motion.
His lips ghosted over your neck, “Do you want us to make you cum, kitten? Isn’t this what you wanted? Both of us? Just say the word and we can make you feel so good.”
It clicked, he heard, he knew and he told Katsuki. Now here they are, offering your fantasy on a silver platter. The heat of their bodies were seeping into your bones, you were utterly powerless to the need coursing through your veins. You couldn’t even find it within yourself to be embarrassed that he had overheard your dirty fantasy, too turned on to think.
“Do your worst.” Just like that, the tension snapped. Katsuki’s hand left your thigh and grabbed your jaw, squeezing your cheeks with his hand. “You are going to regret that, doll.” His smile was practically feral, cockiness on full display. He went in for a brutal kiss. It was all teeth and tongue, but somehow he made it work for him His tongue fighting yours for dominance, his strength bearing down on you in the best way. Gripping onto Katsuki’s arms, you were desperate to grab onto something to ground yourself. Soon you were moaning into the kiss, begging for more. He pulled back, leaving you chasing his mouth. His fingers grasped your cheeks again, observing how a single kiss had wrecked you. “What a needy girl..” Hitoshi purred from behind you.
Hitoshi began to bite and suck on your neck, making his presence known. Hitoshi slid his hand to your jaw, gently moving your mouth to meet his. Where Katsuki was insatiable, Hitoshi was calculated and sensual. His practiced tongue swiped your bottom lip, asking for entrance. You easily parted and he took time exploring your mouth, sucking on your tongue, biting your lip. His hands traveled from your jaw, to your neck, to your hip. Your hands tangled in his purple locks, thighs rubbing together for some friction.
“Fuck, that is so hot..” You broke from Hitoshi to look back at Katsuki, leaned back on the couch palming himself through his sweatpants. His messy blonde hair somehow even more disheveled, his lips shiny and swollen from your kiss. His eyelids low, pupils blown out from lust.
The full weight of Hitoshi’s attention moved to Katsuki, a teasing glint in his eye. “Is it, Kat? Who are you wishing you were? Her or me?” You knew that Hitoshi previously had messed around with men, but had no idea how Katsuki felt about it. Did they talk about this before? Plan on this? The thought of them making out turned you on even more than you thought possible. Katsuki cocked his head and that infamous smirk appeared on his lips.
“See something you like, asshole?” Katsuki was playing with him, he pulled himself up to be eye level with Hitoshi. You leaned back on the couch, eyes bouncing between the two in anticipation. “And what if I did?” Shinsou pushed back, moving closer to the blonde’s face. Katsuki surged forward and grabbed his face with both hands, “Come here, eyebags.” Katsuki met him with the same ferocity and Hitoshi slid his hand into his hair, tugging on the disheveled strands.
This had to be heaven. Watching their tongues slip into each other’s mouths, hands roaming each other’s bodies. You suddenly understood Katsuki’s rapt attention to Hitoshi and you previously. Unwilling to interrupt your passionate embrace, you began trailing your hands up and down your body, paying special attention to your nipples. A quiet moan left your mouth.
“God Kat you were right, this is hot.” The men broke from their kiss, both of their eyes filled with lust. “I am starting to think you are a little overdressed there doll,” Katsuki’s hands began to trail along the bottom of your tshirt. You quickly grabbed the hem and pulled it over your head. “Hmmm, someone is eager,” Hitoshi purred.
Hitoshi’s hands moved behind to unhook your bra. Before he did, his eyes met yours. “This okay?” He whispered. Your nod was all it took. Seconds later, both of them were flicking either one of your nipples with their tongues, Katsuki biting the tender flesh and soothing it with his tongue. “Oh fuck,” you murmered, head falling backwards in pleasure.
Their large hands wandered along your frame, teasing, pinching, stroking as they both worshiped your breasts. Your hands furrowed in their hair as you pulled them up to meet your eyes. You stood up and shimmied out of your pants. “I think I am ready for you both to follow through on your word,” you winked over your shoulder as you walked to your bedroom.
The rustle of clothing and some mumbled cursing was all that could be heard before Hitoshi and Katsuki entered your room, staring at your form on the bed. Feet on the bed, legs spread, in nothing but your panties. The carnal desire in the room was palpable. “Kitten, fuck,” Hitoshi’s strained groan broke the silence.
Through ads and fancams, you had a pretty good idea of what their bodies looked like, but having them in your room looking like they are ready to devour you in just their underwear was on another level. Both of their cocks strained through their boxers, the look of hunger in their eyes unmistakeable.
Hitoshi, tall, lean and toned. A purple strip of hair below his navel trailed into his briefs. His pale skin was illuminated by the moon peeking through your window, making him almost glow. His eyes darted over your form, a grin appeared on his face. He looked ethereal. Katsuki was the bulkier of the two, his muscles rippling as he panted, eyes glued to your chest, rising and falling. Scars littered his torso, his vermillion eyes narrowed as he waited for permission to pounce.
“Take off those panties.” Katsuki spoke first. “Let’s see that poor neglected little pussy.” Slowly, you lifted your hips and pulled down the panties, kicking them across the room once they were off. “Like this?” your voice innocent as your fingers parted your folds, giving them a view of your soaked core.
Hitoshi strode towards you, a finger swiping through your sweet essence. He sucked the finger into his mouth and groaned at the taste. “Want a taste, Kat?” Hitoshi stopped in front of Katsuki. “Want to taste our sweet girl?” Katsuki grabbed Hitoshi by the back of his head and pulled him in for a searing kiss. “God damn, you are sweet doll. Should have done this much sooner.” The blondes’ voice low and gravely, eyes staring straight at your core.
The weight of their attention at the apex of your thighs, you couldn’t help but blush. The way that they were looking at you helped encourage you to keep your legs spread, everything on display.
Hitoshi, smooth as ever, laid down beside you and flipped you on top of him. He pushed you forward on your knees so that you were straddling his face. “Sit on my face, kitten.”
“Toshi, I will crush you, what happens if you can’t breathe?” The sight of him between your thighs was almost enough to make you moan. His purple strands sprawled across your mattress, hands reaching around to stroke your ass. “Then I will die a happy man.” He grinned. You hesitated, unwilling to suffocate the man. Katsuki walked around the bed so he was standing in front of you.“Oh please, this loser can take it, he’s practically begging for it.”
His muscular arms crossed across his chest, he was looking down on you, his member straining against his black briefs. Before you could even think, Hitoshi pulled your hips down to meet his mouth. “Oh my-” you groaned before Katsuki pinched your cheeks together again. “As much as I would like to hear you cry out eyebag’s name, I have a much better use for that hot mouth”
He pulled down his boxers and your mouth watered at the sight. He was long and thick, precum leaking from the tip. Fuck, how was he was pretty everywhere? He stroked himself as you stared on awestruck, absolutely cockhungry. “Fuck, so slutty right now, just for us.” You nod feverently, “don’t worry, I will give you what you need.” His fingers threaded though your hair, gripping hard.
“Now be a good girl and open wide,” He began feeding his cock into your mouth, pausing when it hit the back of your throat. Taking a deep breath, you pushed him further down your throat, desperate to please him. Drool began to slip out of the side of your lips as you looked up through your lashes at Katsuki. He looked like a deity, blissed out all from your ministrations.
His lower lip caught between his teeth, he was watching you closely. His member was smooth as silk in your throat, he pulled out and entered again. “Fuck doll, just like that,” his moan was the most errotic thing you had ever heard, making you grind your cunt into Hitoshi’s face even more. “You’ve got a naughty fucking mouth.” He grumbled, head tossed towards the ceiling in pleasure.
Hitoshi licked a long stripe through your cunt, stopping at your clit. His tongue slowly traced around your clit before he sucked it into his mouth. Tongue traced down to your entrance, you felt him enter your heat, slowly fucking you with his tongue. He alternated between your clit and your entrance, picking up the pace and the eagerness in which he ate you out. The tide of pleasure began to grow, heading towards its peak.
You were panting, moaning, frantic, unable to get any words out as Katsuki was fucking your face. “Eyebags makin’ you feel good, huh? Yeah, fucking grind on his face, he fuckin likes that shit,” Hitoshi’s hand slapped your ass, seemingly agreeing with Katsuki.
A finger entered your pussy, searching for your gspot. When he found it, he was absolutely relentless. Two fingers sliding into your cunt as his tongue stimulates your clit.
“You gonna cum, huh? Well let’s hear it then.” Katsuki pulled out as soon as the wave of pleasure crashed over you, tears streaming down your face.
“TOSHI yes don’t stop, please please..” you yelled. You began grinding relentlessly into his mouth, no longer concerned about his air intake. As you were beginning to come down from your high, he didn’t stop, pushing you towards overstimulation. You tried to pull back, but Hitoshi’s strong grip kept you in place, leaving you nothing to do but endure it.
“There are those tears doll, so fucking beautiful.” Katsuki bent down to look you in the eye, his tongue flicking out to taste the salty stream.
The grip on your hips finally eased as Hitoshi looked absolutely dazed. Your slick shining on his chin, huge smile on his face. “Absolutely delicious.” He tapped your leg to have you move off of him. You flopped onto your back, unable to form a coherent thought.
“My turn,” Katsuki sounded so determined, the voice he was using is usually reserved for missions. He grabbed your ankles and pulled you towards the edge of the bed where he was kneeling. “Don’t expect me to be as nice as him,” Katsuki’s crimson eyes were locked on yours as he lowered his mouth to your core. The sensual grace of Hitoshi was taken over by the dominating, punishing prowess of Bakugo.
Keeping true to his word, he immediately began nipping at your clit, before licking from bottom to top. His calloused hands spread you open, devouring you entirely. “Keep your hips down or I will stop,” he grunted before diving back in.
“Kitten,” Hitoshi’s voice interrupted the unparalleled pleasure Katsuki was unleashing on your cunt. Naked hips obscure your view as a purple happy trail appeared in front of your face. His knees bracketed your face, “This okay?” you could hear the smugness in his tone. “Yes, please Toshi, need to taste you.”
Hitoshi was longer than Katsuki, paler with a flesh toned head. He began tracing your lips with his tip, coating them with his precum. Instead of putting his cock in your mouth, he lowered his balls onto your tongue. Eager to please after he treated you to a mindblowing orgasm, you immediately accept them into your mouth, tonguing at them as your hand stroked his length.
“Fuck, that’s it, just like that.” Hitoshi was allowing you to have control, given that he had you pinned. Katsuki’s mouth began to wander farther south, spitting on your anus before easing a finger in. Eyes opened in shock, you allowed yourself to feel the foreign intrusion. He began thumbing at your clit as he worked in a second finger. “Greedy little hole back here, so fucking tight.” you heard him muse.
“You better open her up well so she can take me Kat,” Hitoshi looked back at him. “Yeah yeah, I know what I am doin, relax will ya?” Thinking about them both fucking you had you clenching down hard on the fingers inside you, this had to be a dream.
“Kitten, you are taking his fingers right now so well, you really are incredible” His eyes focused on Katsuki’s fingers disappearing inside you until you guided his length to your mouth. His only answer was a low sensual moan.
Katsuki’s mouth connected with your clit again, sucking relentlessly as he entered a third finger. He continued to finger your ass, savoring how you strained to move your hips, doing your best to follow his instructions and keep them on the bed.
Hitoshi began to move, his thrusts slow and languid. “Yes baby take it all,” His hand rested on your throat, feeling the bulge slide in and out. He stared down at you with admiration, his groans only rivaling the sound of your own. Tears slid down your face as you took the indigo-haired man’s entire length down your throat.
Bakugo began rapidly rubbing your clit, as he mercilessly fingered into your hole. The unexpected intrusion had become extremely pleasurable, you were no longer able to deny it as you were trembling, cresting another orgasm. “Holy shit, yes give it to me doll,” Your cunt spasming around nothing as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm.
As you came down, Hitoshi pulled out of your throat as Katsuki withdrew his fingers. They both stood up off the bed, gazing at you affectionately. “y/n, you look good like this,” Hitoshi gave you a genuine smile.
You lifted yourself up onto your elbows, still dazed from your last orgasm. “And how exactly is that, Toshi?” you questioned, cocking your eyebrow at him. “Fucked out, sexy as hell, and ready for more,” Katsuki quipped, savagely grinning, showing his teeth.
Katsuki moved first, climbing into your bed, placing his back to the headboard. “Come here you little minx,” he motioned with his pointer finger. Flipping around to your hands and knees, you crawled until you were straddling him. “Like this, Kat?” you smiled as you started to roll your hips against his erection.
“Hey, catch,” Katsuki’s eyes were still glued on his cock rubbing against your pussy, but stuck his hand out and caught the condom Shinsou threw at him, hero reflexes and all. Tearing at the foil with his teeth, he quickly rolled the rubber on his member.
“Doll, you sure about this?” Katsuki’s eyes flitted up to meet yours, there was a different look in his eyes, lust but also adoration and passion. “Kat,” you reached out and ran your hand along his jaw. “I have been very sure for a long time, I have been waiting for you two.” You offered him a small smile, a blush coloring your cheeks at the admission.
His only answer was to pull you into an overwhelmingly tender kiss, unlike any of your previous. You felt Hitoshi’s presence looming over your shoulder as he began to kiss your shoulders. “Kat and I talked, it seems like we all have been waiting for some reason or another,” Hitoshi reassured all your doubts with that one sentence.
A hand reached out from behind you and grabbed Katsuki’s cock, he shivered at the contact. “Mind if I cut in?” Hitoshi’s voice sounded from over your shoulder. For once in Katsuki’s life, he was speechless. After stroking him a couple of times, Hitoshi guided Katsuki’s cock to your soaked entrance.
Your warm, tight wet walls welcomed him in, working to accommodate his girth. You held onto his shoulders for stability, whining at the stretch. “Katsu, so big, so full, please..” you mewled. “Can our doll take it? Take both of our cocks?” Katsuki’s hands roamed your body, pinching your nipples. “Yes, need it, need it please,” you pleaded. “Toshi, please, need to feel you both.” Your hands clawed at the blonde’s chest.
Katsuki’s hands grabbed both globes of your ass and spread you open for Hitoshi. “What a fucking site that is.” The lavender-haired man murmured more to himself. Katsuski’s cock snug inside of your pussy, another hole begging to be filled.
Coating himself in lube, he began to ease himself in. The blonde began to play with your clit, suck on your tit, anything to relax your body to take not one but both of their cocks. “So good for us, you are doing so good for us doll.” His whispered his praises as he focused his attention on all the sweet spots he had discovered tonight.
“Fuck baby, taking it so well, look at that.” Hitoshi sounded amazed, feeling him sinking in inch by inch. Shinsou’s hands rubbed up and down your arms as Bakugo trailed kisses down your neck and chest, slowly massaging your clit, heighting the feeling of being completely full. Both men were straining to keep from moving, their cocks only separated by a thin wall. You began to feel restless, rocking your hips up and down in a desperate attempt to get some friction.
“There’s that needy girl I know, finally ready to get fucked stupid?” Katsuki’s cocky smirk returned with a vengeance. “Move,” was all you could choke out before they began pulling out and roughly fucking back into you. The wet clap of bodies and hoarse moans were the only sounds in the room.
Hitoshi leaned over your shoulder, meeting Katsuki in a passionate kiss. You leaned your head back on Hitoshi’s shoulder, head tilted to the ceiling, mouth open, absolutely whited out in pleasure. “Feels so good kitten, I feel you tightening up, you gonna cum again for us?”
The pleasure was endless and abounding. When one length was pulling out, the other was shoving back inside of you. The men’s low panting and moans were in your ears, pushing you faster towards your own orgasm. When Hitoshi reached around to touch your clit, you were gone. Legs shaking, screaming, tightening like a vice grip around the two men. “Hitosh- Kats- holy shi-ahh” you were unable to form a coherent thought. They both kept pounding into you, giving you no break from the raw pleasure you were experiencing.
“Looks like our slut is finally fucked stupid, unable to even think anymore.” Katsuki’s low voice pierced the wet slapping sounds. “I know you can give us one more, isn’t that right?” You vehemently shook your head, “No, Tosh I can’t. ” you whined. They both slowed their thrusts to a halt.
Katsuki grabbed your cheeks and made you look him directly in the eyes, “Doll, weren’t you the one going on about how horny you are? Told us to do our worst?” He squinted at you. Your pussy was sore, aching from all the attention it has been receiving. The feeling of being so full was nearly intoxicating. “Yes,” you whimpered. His eyes on fire, he scoffed. “Then you can handle one more, can’t you?” He looked to genuinely be asking you, you knew that this was a blatant ask for your consent. You nodded.
“That’s right, our little slut wants to please us, so good,” He cooed, leaning up to intimately claim your lips as they both slowly began to thrust into you, drawing a long moan from you. “God, you are perfect, so tight,” Hitoshi mumbled from behind you. Shinsou’s hands reached around and began toying with your nipples, stoking the embers burning in your core. “Yeah she fuckin is, our girl,” Katsuki echoed his affirmation.
As they began to pick up the pace again, the soreness turned into pleasure. “Hold on for us, let’s go together,” Hitoshi whispered in your ear. It didn’t take them long to get close, both of them moaning loudly, mumbling praises for you. “Yes, please don’t stop, please right there,” you screamed as Katsuki locked in on your gspot. He began pistoning directly into it, aiming to make you cum.
“There she is, I told you ya had one more, now show us how good we are making ya feel.” He groaned. You squeezed around them, silently screaming as you shattered for one final time. They followed you over the edge, shuttering as they finally came.
As you came down, you felt Katsuki pull you into his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. He began to run his fingers through your hair, kissing you gently all over your face. “Did so good for us, so beautiful,” he whispered. Hitoshi slowly pulled out and began to rub your shoulders, “Our girl, so perfect.” He kissed your cheek, laying down beside Katsuki.
Your eyes fluttered open, meeting both of their intense gazes. A lazy grin spread over your face, “well that was great.” They both chuckled, “Yes, indeed it was, kitten.” Katsuki slowly pulled out, moving you to Shinsou’s chest. “Goddamn, agreed.”
The three of you laid there, blissed out and at peace before sleep claimed you.