#kiribaku x y/n smut

[gglitch1dd]

Just thinking about dilf Izuku sucking readers tits dry while she’s lactating or he helps her get rid of a clogged boob🥱

I like you, anon. I really like you.

Husband Midoriya Izuku x Wifey Reader

Warning: SMUT, parenthood, LACTATION kink, underlying breeding kink, squirting, Izuku being damn right shameless. HEAVY Praise and body worship, soft dom Izuku.

You let out a sigh as you finally undid your maternity bra. You rubbed your areola, letting out a hiss at the pain. Today seemed like an off day for you, where everything just felt wrong. Asahi had been crying all day and Toshinori was running a fever and both boys didn't want to eat anything.

This was one day you felt as though whatever could go wrong with your children was happening.

You walked out of the closet noticing your husband walk back into the bedroom. "I managed to put Asahi to bed. Seems like the poor guy had some gas he couldn't release." He explained to you, talking about your youngest out of your two boys.

You nodded with a relieved expression. "Thank you, Izu." You said softly as you moved to sit down on the bed with a frown on your face.

Izuku studied you for a moment. You were quite. He could tell that something was bothering you and after the day you both had, he couldn't blame you. He had to go for three hours to sign an important document this morning but when he came back, it's as if all hell broke loose.

"My love..." Izuku started as he walked over to where you were sitting. His eyebrows were furrowed as he watched you for another moment. He crouched down in front of you, taking your hands in his own. His big scarred hands ran over your knuckles. "Are you okay? Don't worry, Toshinori has already taken medicine and is dead asleep and I'm sure Asahi just had a bad day today. Bad days happen and it will be better tomorrow."

You let out a sigh, but nodded. "I know, honey. I know, but it was so tiresome." You let out as you leaned back closing your eyes. "You know how worried I get when Toshi gets sick. He's only three but he's so stubborn and he doesn't want to eat anything. Last time we had to take him into the emergency because he was dehydrated. And Asahi just won't drink."

Izuku raised an eyebrow at that, confused as to what you meant. "What do you mean?"

You opened your eyes as you looked at him. "I think I'm making too much milk. Toshinori always was hungry but Asahi won't even suckle for more than ten minutes at a time. It's like he gets fed up." You felt tears move to your eyes, your eyes burning as you looked down at your chest. "I feel so pent up. I can only pump so much but it hurts because it feels so heavy and there's so much I have left."

"Hey, hey, hey." Your husband let out softly as he moved to pull you into his arms as tears fell from your eyes. He moved to rub your back as he sat beside you. His large arms wrapped around you securely, putting a kiss to the top of your head. You buried your face in his chest, letting out a stuttered breath at the feeling of his warm embrace. "I'm right here, honey. I'm right here." He spoke so comfortingly that it almost made you want to cry harder. "Why didn't you tell me that you were struggling with feeding him?" He asked you softly.

You sniffed. "I didn't want to disappoint you. I handled Toshinori so well so I thought Asahi would be similar."

Izuku let out a light chuckle as he kissed the top of your head. "Remember that no child is the same, my love." He moved to look down at you, tilting your head up to look at him. He had a gentle smile on his freckled face, his green eyes were warm as he looked at you. "It isn't your fault, Y/N. You've been doing nothing wrong." He assured you.

You tried looking away from him, tears slipping down your face as you tried to control your emotions. However, his affirmation that you were doing alright and you weren't messing up made you only feel more emotional.

"Some kids just eat less than others. He's still a healthy little boy and he isn't sick or underweight. He's just not as hungry. Okay?"

"Okay."

He nodded his head, moving to kiss your lips gently. You let out a stuttered breath at the action but you nodded your head along with him. You were so glad that Izuku took all the time off that he did whenever you gave birth. You weren't sure how you would manage with a three year old and a newborn but you were so glad that he was right there alongside you.

Izuku peered down at you. "Does it hurt?" He asked. You looked up at him with a confused expression. He motioned to his pecs with a broad gesture making you giggle at his roundabout way of asking about the state of your breasts.

You nodded your head. "Yah, it does." You sniffed, nodding your head. "It's just full more than anything."

He nodded his head, understanding what you meant. He took a moment before speaking again. "Can I help?" He asked.

You felt heat go up your neck at the question. It wasn't the first time he had tasted your milk (nor would it be the last) but anytime that you or him asked never ceased to make you flustered. "Are you sure?"

He hummed with a nod of his head, a kind smile despite the lewd intentions he had. "I want to take care of you tonight." He expressed.

Without warning you, Izuku picked you up in his arms making you squeak. He chuckled before carefully moved to put his back against the headboard with you in his lap. You sat there perched on his lap as he carefully moved your shirt over your shoulders. You allowed him to, allowing him full access of your breasts.

Immediately at the sight of them, his eyes dropped away from your face. You couldn't help but chuckle at how for a few seconds, you were sure Izuku had no thoughts going on inside his head.

"Hm?" He asked, his eyes taking a second before they flicked up at you.

You shook your head. "You are such a man, Izuku."

He let out a scoff before a broad smile went to his face. "Honey, I think anyone who catches their eyes on a great set of knockers is going to stop and stare." He explained only making you giggle. "Besides, they look delicious."

"Izuku." You gave him a pointed look but you couldn't help the smile. "Don't get any bright ideas. Remember, this is only happening because of Asahi."

"And Asahi doesn't want it. Less for him, more for me."

"IZUKU!"

He chuckled as his large hands moved to gently grasp your breasts. Immediately you let out a whimper at the feelings of his grip on you. He noticed how sensitive you were, and noted that he should be careful. He gently moved to massage your breasts, gently kneading at them. You let out a breath as you tried your best not to pull back at the slight pain.

"You're right, you are quite full." He let out softly. The only reason Izuku would notice as much as he did, is because at anytime that he caught you breastfeeding he would always try to cope a feel (shameless man).

Carefully, his green emerald eyes flicked up to you. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned forward, lapping his tongue over your nipple. He was gentle as he carefully put your breast in his mouth making you clench on nothing at the intensity of his eyes.

He gently started to suck, making you hiss as you moved to grip onto his shoulders. He didn't relent, knowing that it was going to hurt before it got better. He was gentle, carefully massaging at your breast while sucking. It didn't take longer than a few seconds before the sweet drops of milk touched his tongue.

He hummed at the taste, sucking a bit harder knowing that now you were flowing. Your breaths were heavy as you sat on his lap, allowing him to drink from you. You couldn't deny that him helping you like this was damn arousing. Your husband had always put in the effort to help you as best as he could, and you were so grateful for him.

Then again, it was the least he could do for you being his wife and the mother to his children.

Izuku moved to massage your other breast, with his right hand while his left hand moved down your body. You couldn't even seem to care where his hands were going, you were just glad that the pressure you felt was finally being lifted and you felt so good at your husband's touch.

Then you jolted with a squeak and wide eyes. Izuku had what you could only identify as a smirk considering that his mouth was full. His hand had found its way down your cotton panties. His fingers moving to fiddle with your clit. Your eyebrows furrowed in faux concentration as you moved to hold onto his shoulders, trying to stabilise yourself.

It felt so good having his hands on you. His fingers always knew just how you liked to be played with and always knew just where to touch and when. The circles he rubbed into your cunt made you relax as you arched your back, pushing your chest further into his grasp.

Izuku gasped, leaving your left breast with a groan. "You taste so good, sweetheart. You have so much to give." He said noticing that the breast he had just left had just started dripping a bit. He noticed that tonight might just get messy.

He grinned at the thought.

He moved to your right breast, finally giving it the attention it was neglected of. You let out a loud moan as you threw your head back and started grinding down on his hand that cupped your cunt. "Yes... Yes, Izu. Just- just suck a bit harder. Just a tiny bi- FUCK~" You moaned as your eyes rolled back, grinding down on his calloused hand.

He chuckled. "You're so wet for me beautiful. You must be really enjoying yourself." He murmured against your breast. He let out a moan at the pleasurable taste, drinking as much milk as he could to put you at ease. You were absolutely dripping on his hand and your breasts were leaking milk past his mouth and on his chest.

Izuku knew that if he died right now, he would have no complaints.

He let go of your right breast with a pup, moving to massage it like he had been doing with your left one. "Come on baby, you're doing so good." He praised you, your small keens and moans filling the air as the only thing you could think of was coming. You were chasing that high, pushing yourself against his hand and basically bouncing on his lap in need. He kept the pace just like you liked it, being careful not to speed up or slow down. Kissed your sternum. "Come for me, my love. Come for me. You're so beautiful, mama. You deserve it. You're almost there."

You let out a whimper, your thighs shaking but not being quite there yet. You let out a frustrated cry as you flicked your teary eyes at him needly. "Help." You whispered.

He chuckled as he wrapped his arm around you, turning the both of you around so that you can lie on your back underneath him. He moved to fingers inside you, easily finding that spot that had you clamping down on his fingers hard. A deep groan left your lips as you arched up against him.

"There we go." He praised, moving his fingers fast and hard, making sure his thumb stimulated your clit. "There you go, such a good girl. You're my good girl. You can do it, my love. You can do it. You're almost there." You couldn't think, you could barely even breathe other than to moan and cry like a whore. You let out a broken sob at the pounding of his fingers in that area. He reached down to careful bite your nip between his teeth just gently and suddenly you saw white.

A broken moan left your mouth as you were in complete ecstasy.

At the amount of slick against his hand Izuku chuckled as he realised you were squirting. "There it is. Good girl. You're so perfect." He praised as his fingers didn't slow down. The dragged out your orgasm long and hard, letting slick gush over his hand and arm as he did so.

You gasped with a sigh fallling back into bed with a whimper, trying to closer your legs. Izuku took that as an indication to stop. Slowly slipping his hand out of your now drenched cotton underwear.

He sat up on his knees, looking at the beautiful masterpiece that was you sprawled out in front of him. You were heaving for air, tired and worn out but covered in slick between your thighs and milk on your chest. Your eyes closed as you floated on cloud nine for a moment.

Izuku looked down at his hand with a chuckle, sticking the two fingers that were inside you in his mouth with a hum. He licked them clean before leaning down to you. "Such a good girl." He praised as he kissed your forehead. You let out a soft whine, and instantly he moved to wrap his arms around you, picking you up in his arms. "My amazing wife. You're so spectacular. That was amazing sweetheart. Do you feel better?" He asked as he carried you to the bathroom.

You nodded your head tiredly in the crook of his neck.

He hummed. "I bet you do. You did so well for me. You did so well. I'm so proud of you." He praised as he walked into the bathroom, keeping the lights off as not to disturb the cloud you were floating on.

He carefully grabbed a cloth, putting it in warm water, all while holding you up with one hand. He knew you wouldn't want to let go of him so he worked around you. He walked back into the bedroom, the lights staying dim as he lay you back down on his side of the bed, wrapping you up in a different blanket. He carefully wiped you clean, praising you softly with whispers.

You weren't even sure what happened by the time your mind was half back. You were in new pyjamas with the bed sheets changed and feeling clean. Your husband had slid into bed with you, petting down your back with a soft hum out of his chest. You fell right to sleep, dead asleep.

Izuku knew that he probably didn't get all the milk out, but that would be dealt with later. As in, midnight.

-Glitch1d

[Izuku Midoriya Masterlist]

[zanarkandskylines]

twisted in bedsheets ꒰ tangled hearts series - kiribaku x fem!reader ꒱ ⇢ with establishing your triad out of the way, there's no more awkward tension between you and the boys! now, there's a different kind of tension when the three of you can't get enough of one another.

꒰ tags & content ꒱ 18+ MDNI! - Smut; non-threesome scenarios (boys get you separately), some praise, pet names, fingering, oral (m!giving & f!receiving), some dirty talk | mutual pining, fluff, poly!kiribaku ｡‧˚ʚ cross posted to ao3  | wc; ~1.5k ɞ˚‧｡ ✿ tangled hearts masterlist ✿

Your back pressed into the plush of the sofa, dress shoved up your midsection as you squirmed about, Bakugo’s face stuffed between your thighs. His crimson stare is locked on to your face, watching how your cheeks flush and the way you bite your lip anytime his tongue lazily rolls over your swollen clit.

Who would have thought you’d end up under Bakugo’s spell so early in the morning? You’d only meant to stop by on your day off, dropping off some vegetables he asked you to pick up from the local market.

[you] i’m headed to the market this morning. you need me to pick anything up for dinner tonight?

[katsu 🐯🧡] you off today? if you wanna grab tomatoes and onions, that’d be great. the one’s in the garden aren’t ready yet.

[you] yeah, my boss is at a conference so no need for any of us to be at the office today and tomorrow. sure! i’ll swing by after to drop them off.

[katsu 🐯🧡] thanks sweets. door’s open, see ya soon.

[you] 💖

You let yourself in with the bags of groceries, setting your own by the door and bringing his into the kitchen. Bakugo pops out of his office, strutting into the kitchen to greet you.

“Hey sweetheart,” he says, leaning down to give you a light kiss. He notes the sundress you were wearing - one of his favorite designs from last year’s summer collection. It continued to amaze him that you had an entire wardrobe around his clothes - fate works in mysterious ways.

“Damn, that dress fits you perfectly.”

Bakugo’s eyes wander down your body, scanning every detail and how the fabric hugs your figure. While you’re unloading the vegetables onto the counter, he shifts behind you and places his hands on your waist. His fingers dance over the dress, playfully squeezing your hips and rubbing his thumbs in circles on your sides.

“I’m sure you’ve never heard of the designer,” you tease, giggling as you turn to face him. Bakugo picks you up and places you on the counter, moving between your legs to get closer to you. He gives you a few gentle kisses on your cheek and down your neck, hands roaming down your sides and over your thighs. Your previous giggles quickly turn into soft moans, the close proximity of your bodies instantly lighting the fire in your belly.

Bakugo pulls back for a moment, tilting his head at your reaction. “Is this okay with you?”

“Yes, more than okay.” You lace your arms around his neck and wrap your legs around his waist, trapping him against your body and the counter.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” he rasps before capturing your lips, bringing one of his hands to cradle the back of your neck while the other holds onto your bare thigh.

It doesn't take long for things to escalate, hence your current position on the couch. Bakugo brings your attention back to reality when one of his fingers slips into your soaked core, curling it against your inner walls as he nibbles on your inner thigh. Your mewls drive him wild, increasing the tempo of his finger thrusting in and out of you. The way your body reacts to his touch is intoxicating and he couldn't get enough of it.

"Fuck princess, you're so wet," Bakugo praises, removing his finger and replacing it with his tongue to gather up your arousal. The grip he has on your thighs is tight enough to leave bruises. You can feel the tension in your stomach grow in intensity with each lap of his tongue, stumbling closer toward orgasm.

"Katsuki...don't stop," you whine as your thighs begin to tremble under his palms.

"Didn't plan to, baby."

The way 'baby' falls from his lips is enough to thrust you over the edge, the pet name immediately snapping your internal thread. You fist a handful of his blonde locks by the root, practically riding his face when you come - hard. It's enough to leave you gasping for air, not realizing the breath you were holding until your release tapers off. Your fingers slip from Bakugo's hair, letting him rise from between your legs. His lips and chin glisten with your spend.

"Can...I do anything for you?" you ask breathlessly, tugging him upward and kissing his forehead.

“Don’t wanna spoil dinner,” he hums, nuzzling into your chest. “I’ll have you for dessert later.”

The image of Bakugo ravaging you while Kirishima watches, patiently waiting for his turn and teasing the two of you floods into your mind.

Fuck.

After laying on the couch together for a little while, you head home with your groceries after the blissful encounter with Bakugo, letting him continue working. He made sure to give you a long and loving kiss goodbye, followed by a smack on your ass that you’ll be vibrating from the rest of the day.

───

It’s the early afternoon - you’ve got a few hours to kill before dinner with the boys. You pull your phone out to text Kirishima, offering to bring him an afternoon pick me up as an excuse to see him.

[you] i dropped by the house earlier to give kat some veggies for dinner. are you busy with any classes right now? i’ll bring you a snack!

[eiji 🥊❤️] sure! swing on by, i’ll be in the upstairs office. 🥰

───

A knock on Kirishima’s office door catches his attention, eyes darting over to you in the doorframe. His smile is instant, his signature big toothy grin plastered on his face when he sees you.

“Hi honey! Come in,” he exclaims, waving you inside. You step in and close the door as he’s wrapping his toned arms around you, peppering your head and cheeks with endless kisses.

“Someone’s in a good mood,” you chuckle, finally able to give him a kiss on the lips.

He bends next to your ear, the hand on your back firmly pressing you against his chest. “Just thinkin’ about tonight’s dessert menu.”

How did he know about that?

As if reading your mind, he continues to whisper into the shell of your ear. “Katsuki texted me a little bit ago about how delicious you tasted.”

A moan bubbles in your throat at his words, flustered that Bakugo bragged to Kirishima about eating you out. When did he do that, after you left the house?

“Oh?” You respond meekly, shivering at his heavy breathing on your neck.

“Mhm, somethin' about how pretty your dress looked pushed up around your waist and how cute your moans sounded.”

Holy shit.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” is all you can say, trying your damndest not to crumble to the floor. You'd never had any partners brag about you like that in the past. Kirishima’s hand on your back shifts to your hip, bunching up the fabric of your dress in his grasp.

“Wanna give me a taste, too?”

It’s comical how fast you scurry over to Kirishima’s desk, dragging him by the hand and inviting him to touch you. He reaches under your dress, dragging your panties down your legs and letting you step out of them. He pushes you back against the wooden desk, lifting you to sit on the end of it.

“Lay back, I got you,” Kirishima purrs, giving you a steamy kiss while shimmying your dress up your frame. Once he’s satisfied with your lips, he takes a knee to the ground and carefully tugs your hips to the edge of the desk. You do as he says, leaning back and propping yourself up on your elbows.

Kirishima stacks your thighs on his shoulders, halting for a second before his mouth becomes flush with your sticky center. You bite your lip, attempting to keep quiet and not draw attention to anyone in the gym on the first floor. He notices your struggle as he flicks his tongue across your clit, grinning between each twitch of your legs.

He leans back, his ruby eyes sparkling with affection. "Kat was right, baby, you're so sweet."

You knew this wouldn't take long with how riled up you are. Between him and Bakugo, they make you feel like an early 20 something all over again. Their desire for you, together and apart, is hypnotic and thrilling.

"Eiji...," you whimper, running a hand through his fiery mane.

Kirishima chuckles, the vibrations sending lightning bolts through your core, winding the band in your abdomen tighter.

"That's it, just relax and let go for me, angel."

The way your body reacts to his command is immediate - spasming as you rode through your orgasm, clutching the desk beneath you. Kirishima groans, lapping up every drop of your spend while squeezing your thighs playfully. When he finishes, he gives back your underwear and helps you off the desk.

"Head on home. If you stay here any longer, I won't be able to wait until after dinner for more," Kirishima demands, squeezing your waist before kissing you on the cheek and returning to his desk.

You shake your head, attempting to rid your cheeks of the blush on them before leaving the office. When you step outside, your phone dings with a text message.

[katsu 🐯🧡] you better still be wearing that dress tonight.

⋆ ˚ʚɞ — even though the three of you have had plenty of fun together by now, being able to get your share of both of them individually is exhilarating. 💜 ✿ wildflowers; @maddietries @smolbeanzzz @camila2201 @lik0 @pixel4ffecti0n @moonlight-dreamer04 @lumi-cent

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[gardenofnoah]

the friend that you are

tags: MDNI, smut (DP), afab gn reader (they/them pronouns), kiri x baku x reader, the beginning of a triad probably, eijiro is a grimy little opportunist and we love him for it, dubcon (reader is hit with a sex quirk), there is absolutely no plot here and this now feels like a crack fic to me but no level of cringe will stop me

wc: 2.2k

Eijiro can't think of a time he's ever driven so fast in his life.

but when Bakugou—pro hero Dynamight—texts him "SOS" without any further context, it feels warranted. he can't pull into the driveway fast enough, fighting with the seatbelt for only a second before he's up the walk and through the door—already hardening his skin in anticipation of a threat he's sure exists. he hears a whimper that sounds an awful lot like you, and that has him nearly kicking his best friend's bedroom door down—

"oh," he says, blinking dumbly at the scene before him.

you, nearly folded in half and naked as the day you were born at the end of the bed, split wide open on Katsuki's cock, in tears and babbling with almost no coherency. Katsuki, flushed red from head to toe, who hasn't even looked up to see that there's an intruder in his bedroom. Eijiro takes a step back, already stuttering out a flustered and half conscious apology like he wasn’t just called here—

"wait, Ei—" Katsuki rasps, and it freezes Eijiro in place because he sounds panicked in a way he doesn't recognize, "they got hit with a fuckin' quirk—"

the thrust of his hips punctuates every staggered phrase out of his mouth. "been at this for hours. s'just getting worse—"

Eijiro knows immediately what's being asked of him and can't find it in himself to say a word. the pauses stretches on between them.

“c’mon, Red,” Katsuki is all but begging now, and Eijiro can almost see the way that each second that passes has his friend's heart skipping painfully in his chest. “you have to—just, do something—“

Eijiro feels his own heart drop at the way Katsuki is so visibly in distress—face contorted both in pleasure and genuine fear. his gaze falls to you—flushed with fever, writhing and sweating through the blankets Katsuki had evidently tried to swaddle you in. he doubts you’re even lucid at this point—your stuttered pleas even less coherent than they were only a minute ago. every roll of Katsuki’s hips has you gasping—gulping for air and twisting your body in search of more. against his own morality, Eijiro feels his cock stir in his jeans.

“did you—have they—” he starts hesitantly, unsure how to ask. unsure how to proceed.

“came fuckin’—a lot,” Katsuki grits his teeth, trying to keep his grip on you—trying to keep you still in your search for some pleasure he can’t provide—not on his own. “don’t know what fuckin’ shit quirk this is but i can’t—”

he’s cut off mid sentence by the force of your next orgasm—Eijiro watches the breath get knocked out of him and it looks painful. Katsuki squeezes his eyes shut tight, his whole body rigid as you try to take more than he can give. he doesn’t stop the movement of his hips—doesn’t dare do anything else but bully his way into your slick, swollen heat, but it’s clear that he’s exhausted.

Eijiro sighs, running a hand over his face. it's not as if he's never thought of this—it's not as if he's never fucked his fist to the thought of his best friend fucking you in the private shame of his own room—but this is uncharted territory between the three of you. he decides that that conversation can be had another time—after he’s sure you’ll be alright. after all, it would be antithetical of everything he’s sworn himself to be for him to turn away from you right now.

“alright,” he breathes, reaching for his belt. he rids himself of his pants with urgency, shamefully hard in his briefs. “you’ll have to move. you alright to get underneath?”

Katsuki pulls out of you with a broken, exhausted groan that goes straight to Eijiro’s cock—he tries not to think about it. he sees the blond nod in his peripheral, and watches as he leans over your limp body.

“baby,” he rasps softly, pressing a kiss to your sweat-slicked forehead, “Red’s gonna help me make it better, alright? just a little more for me?”

you whine underneath Katsuki, arching into his affection, and Eijiro has the thought that he ought to look away from such intimacy, but he doesn't. you're rolled you to your side so the blond can slide in next to you, and then he pulls you up until you’re draped across his chest. Katsuki’s feet stay planted on the floor and with the way that you’re spread open over his thighs, Eijiro can see everything. he feels downright grimy for the way he cannot look away from the slick that drools from your abused little hole and disappears down the curve of your ass, nor from the way Katsuki’s cock still shines with it—rock hard and nearly purple with the strain of trying to keep his own orgasm at bay, cradled between your cheeks. he fights the urge to brush his thumb through the arousal that’s collected at the tip.

“how—do you want to—”

“just fuckin'—put it in,” Katsuki rasps, clearly resigned to the situation.

Eijiro blinks, unsure he’s heard his friend correctly—but there’s nothing but pure desperation on the smaller man’s face, and it clicks.

he’s really doing this.

he shoves his briefs down unceremoniously, exhaling sharp and harsh. he takes himself in hand, pumping once, and then twice—completely unnecessary, because he’s been ready to sink inside you since he walked in the door.

“i’m sorry about this, sweetheart,” he finds himself murmuring down to you, trying to at least be kind.

“p-please—” it’s a broken sob that leaves your lips as you arch back against Katsuki, “please—”

it’s all the redhead needs to line himself up and push forward, unable to stop the gasp that leaves him when you surround him in a vice grip that puts his fist to shame.

he splits you open carefully, or tries to, until one hard kick of your hips sucks him in to the hilt.

you wail, straining in Katsuki’s hold as you fight to get closer. he goes rigid with the effort it takes not to cum right then. you thrash beneath him, trying to fuck yourself on his cock—

“alright,” Katsuki grits, trying to adjust underneath you. Eijiro recognizes the version of Katsuki in front of him to be not unlike pro hero Dynamight—a little cold, focused as if it’s an emergency. he supposes this is also an emergency, and feels some guilt about it also maybe being the best day of his life. “stay there for a second. just let me—”

Eijiro watches his best friend spit into his hand and smear it over himself, and knows suddenly and with certainty that there is no coming back from this. Katsuki looks properly debauched, flushed from his cheeks down to his neck and covered in a sheen of sweat, as he takes himself in hand and lines up with your puckered entrance.

“don’t you have to get them—”

“no,” Katsuki cuts him off, sparing him a glance as he pushes into your body, “already—fuck—tried this today—”

Eijiro can’t say anything, then, because he feels everything—the squeeze of your slippery insides, and the curve of his best friend’s cock pressed snuggly against his own, separated only by that thin barrier.

“oh fuck,” he breathes, squeezing his eyes shut. he cracks one open to look at you and immediately wishes he hadn’t.

you’ve gone silent for the first time since he walked in, frozen in some picture of pleasure that he knows is exactly what you needed. your pretty mouth hung open, eyes rolled back into your head, suspended in time between the two of them—

Eijiro’s hips kick forward, seemingly of their own will, and you’re brought back to the present. you clamp down around him hard, and Katsuki must feel it too, because he lets out a strangled whimper that does well to possess Eijiro completely.

and he can’t stop, then—carving out a space for himself inside you, selfishly, he thinks—but he can’t bring himself to be gentle. the pace of his thrusts are brutal and evidently necessary, because for the first time you go pliant against Katsuki’s chest, content to take everything he’s giving you.

and he wants to give you everything.

he feels Katsuki’s cock slide against his—weakly, like he’s at least trying to keep up with Eijiro but can’t quite do it—and it unlocks something primal inside of him.

“you just needed stuffed full, huh?” he hears himself say, leaning down to bite at the soft give of your stomach, and under the curve of your breast. he has no idea if you can even hear him at this point, but he thinks you might, judging by the way you go rigid underneath him.

“shit, ei—” Katsuki gasps—if it’s a warning, he ignores it.

“just needed these sweet little holes plugged up,” he coos, pausing his taunting to fasten his lips around a nipple and suck, scraping it gently with sharpened teeth until he feels it pebble under his tongue.

you cry out, shaking like a leaf underneath his onslaught. he feels half out of his mind at the sound of your choked moans and the slick suction of you pulling him back in every time he pulls out.

“poor thing,” he murmurs, angling his hips until he feels the head of his cock hit where you need it the most, “you just needed both of us to make you feel good, huh?”

he looks down to watch himself disappear inside you, and sees Katsuki’s thick fingers reach over your hip to rub tight little circles into your achy clit. the contrast between his friend’s uncharacteristic gentleness and his own newfound brutality makes him dizzy.

he knows with certainty that it’s going to make you cum. knows that it'll be enough to break the hold the quirk has on you. you just need a little more.

“c’mon sweetheart,” he breathes, leaning down to nip at your jaw, “let’s make Kat cum, hm? he’s working so hard to help you.”

he feels out of his body and knows he is way out of line when he reaches down between your bodies to spread his fingers around where Katsuki still fucks your ass. he brushes his fingers over the base of the blonde’s cock and against his balls—tutting at how tight they are. Katsuki lets out a groan that sounds like it was torn from him against his will.

“fuck, fuck, fuck—”

“he’s hurting for you baby,” Eijiro whispers into the curve of your throat as he picks up the pace of his own thrusts, “you gonna make him cum?”

it’s a chain reaction, then—he feels all the breath leave your body as every muscle locks up—freezing in time for one devastating moment before you’re pushed over the edge. howling like a wild animal and fluttering rapidly around both cocks stuffed deep inside you. it sends Katsuki hurtling toward his own release—Eijiro can’t help but be wholly overcome by the way his best friend’s face contorts with pleasure and unbridled relief—

his own orgasm surprises him and he lets go inside your body, feeling you wring him dry. he fights the grip of your silken walls to fuck every drop of it deep inside you, hooked on some possessive instinct his brain has latched onto. his hips stutter with the effort and the breath that leaves him is ragged and spent, hot against your rapidly cooling body.

you jolt underneath him with little aftershocks as his hips roll forward gently, and he tells himself it’s for the sake of making sure the quirk has well and truly worn off. he feels Katsuki soften inside your body and he feels stuck—unable to pull himself from the feeling of both of you wrapped around him and against him—so he lets out a breath that sounds more fatigued than he feels. hopes it covers the way he wants to keep taking.

“let me out, Red,” Katsuki says weakly, and it snaps him out of it—at least a little bit. Eijiro chuckles, sliding out of you gently and moving back some so the blond can roll you back to your side. for one fleeting moment, Eijiro catches sight of the cum leaking out of both of your puffy little holes, and fights the urge to clean you up with his tongue.

Katsuki tucks you in with the cleanest blankets he can find and lays flat on his back next to you, an arm slung over his face as his breathing returns to normal. Eijiro watches and feels removed—like a voyeur seeing something he shouldn’t.

“the fuck are you standin’ there for?”

eijiro jumps, eyes snapping to katsuki, who is still not looking at him.

“i—uh. do you want me to—”

“just lay down, Ei,” Katsuki sighs, letting his arm drop from his face to reach over and hit the empty space on the other side of you. “we’ll fuckin’…talk about it later.”

Eijiro nods, exhaling shakily as he makes it to the side of the bed in record time, climbing in beside you gingerly. Katsuki doesn’t move his arm—just clasps a warm, calloused hand around Eijiro’s shoulder and it feels like a silent , affectionate affirmation he didn’t know he needed.

“thanks. for helping,” Katsuki whispers gruffly, eyes still closed. Eijiro hums, relaxing under his hold. your breath puffing slow and sweet in his ear.

“yeah. of course.”

[serosblunt]

Y’ALL, I-

KATSUKI FUCKING BAKUGO ALWAYS STUFFING YOUR PRETTY PUSSY FULL WITH HIS RING FINGER CAUSE HE GOES ABSOLUTELY FERAL OVER THE THOUGHT OF TOUCHING OR KISSING HIS WEDDING RING LATER ON AND REMEMBERING YOUR JUICES FLOWING ALL OVER IT 🫡

[hxyleswritesthings]

Poly!KiriBaku Headcanons

Author's note: Just some little things on what domestic life is like with these two beefcakes. Enjoy!

- Bakugou and Kirishima are the exact opposite in the morning. More often than not, Kiri sleeps in as late as possible, but he wakes up cheery. Bakugou, on the other hand, is usually the first one up every single morning but he's liability to be around for at least the first hour he's awake.

- You are the classic grumpy morning person. As long as the guys are home, they're usually the ones to wake you up in the morning, and they both know to give you space until you've finished your first cup of coffee.

- As the first one up, Bakugou likes to shower first and make coffee for the three of you before you part ways. If he has the time, he likes to go on a quick morning run/walk and grab pastries from the bakery around the corner.

- On the rare occasion that you do wake up on time, you like to make a quick breakfast for the three of you to eat, packing them both bentos for lunch as well.

- There was one time Kiri walked in to the kitchen, following the smell of breakfast and coffee, only to find you bent over the kitchen counter, practically drooling as Bakugou relentlessly pounds into you, taking out his bad mood. Bakugou just grins at the redhead when he looks up to find him staring, not missing a beat as he reaches around to thumb at your clit until you're begging for release, thighs shaking as you gush on his cock. Bakugou's not far behind, grunting as he pulls your hips back against him to fill you up, grip hard enough to leave bruises. Kirishima just watches the whole thing over his coffee cup, pants feeling tight from where he sits at the dining table.

- You're weak now, Bakugou's arm the only thing keeping you up as he gives you both a moment to breath before he's slipping out of you and pulling his pants back up. head leaning on the table as bakugou keeps you standing, giving you a moment to catch your breath before he's slipping out of you and pulling his pants of his hero suit back up and tucking himself away. He leans down to pull your leggings up as well, silent as he scoops you up and dumps you in a chair next to Kirishima, serving you both a heaping plate of eggs.

- You're a little dazed from the events of the morning, whining as you get placed down before crawling into Kirishima's lap in need of affection.

- The three of you rarely have any serious fights, but due to his temper and your stubbornness it's not unusual for you and Bakugou to bicker. You love each other dearly, but you've been known to butt heads over the smallest things. It rarely ever gets out of hand. Most of the time one of you breaks pretty quickly and you both laugh it off and move on.

- This courtesy does not extend to game night. You and Katsuki are known for full on screaming at each other and making Eiji play referee to whatever the nights chosen game was.

- You never let Katsuki live it down when you absolutely crush him in Mario Kart.

- I hc that as he gets older, Kiri starts growing his hair out more and he looovesss to sit between your legs and let you play with and braid his hair.

- Bakugou's not big on you playing with his hair but sometimes he does let you paint his nails a solid black, claiming it looks good with his hero suit.

- With them being busy pro heros, getting everyone's schedules to align can be difficult, but you make it a goal for all three of you to sit down for dinner together at least once a week. Most of the other nights, it's usually you with either one of them, or you don't even have dinner together at all.

- Bakugou's not much of a partier, so he's usually the DD when y'all go out with your friends. He does enjoy a drink or two on the nights he's not too tired to stay up after work. When you guys host, it becomes Kirishima's personal mission to get him absolutely /trashed/.

- Bakugou becomes VERY clingy when he drinks and he opens up in a way his friends don't usually get to see. You find it quite endearing.

- Before the three of you formally announced your relationship to your group of friends, everyone could tell with how handsy he was with Kiri. Everything finally came to a head once Shoto walked in on them making out in the hallway. He came back, nervous to tell you how he had caught your boyfriend's infidelity, and you couldn't help but burst into laughter when the blonde in question came back into the room, Kiri in tow, both of their faces bright red at being caught.

- It took your friends no time to warm up to the idea, Mina jumping up with a squeal and shouting at how Denki now owed her money from a bet.

- At night, you guy switch between the two bedrooms depending on the mood. Bakugou's bed is bigger, but there's something extra cozy about how many pillows Kiri keeps.

- The three of you are just a bunch of grown up kids who love each other very much and are doing their best to navigate life together :’)

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

With Good Weather Brings Good Breedings (18+ Fic) 🐰🌸

Pairing: Poly!KiriBaku x Black!Bunny Girl!Reader

Synopsis: In which your spring cycle comes a little earlier than usual and you’re too afraid of your boyfriends–whom you’ve been dating for five months–thinking you’re weird instead of telling them about your cycle during mating season. However, during a picnic thrown especially for you, your two favorite pros are more aware than you realize and are more than happy to help you with your little problem.

Story Warnings: Smutty Smut, 18+ (MINORS STAY TF AWAY), Poly Romance, AgedUp!Pro!Bakugou & Kiri (they’re in their late 20s), Black!Reader, Bunny Girl!Reader, Mating Cycle, In Heat, Dick Crazed, Public Sex/Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Foreplay, Nipple Play, Light Foot Fetish (Toe Sucking), Clit Stimulation, Overstimulation, Deepthroating, Biting/Nibbling, Hair/Ear Pulling, Tail Stroking, Spanking, Face Fucking, Light Hints of Dacryphilia, Degradation, Name Calling, Pet Names, Multiple Positions (Doggystyle, Full Nelson, Mating Press), Non-Protected PIV/Non-Safe Sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT), Mentions of Breeding, Squirting, Creampies, Facials, Aftercare

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer’s Note: Happy spring, y’all!! Decided to celebrate by giving y’all another smutty short fic. You’re welcome, enjoy & thank you tons for the love on my work so far. Stay safe out there cuz COVID ain’t over. Wear your mask!! -Jazz

Chapters: Two, Three, Four, Five

Read on AO3 here!

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CHAPTER ONE: GIRL TALK

You step out of the Uber you bought minutes ago after saying thank you to the driver and tipping him for his safe driving and comfortable leather seats.

As he drives away, you take a deep breath, filling your lungs with the clean, cool, sweet-smelling air, hints of the warm sun, and fresh grass shavings from the park behind you infiltrating your senses.

‘Finally,’ you think as you stare up at the clear, blue sky. Spring is here.

Well, not technically since it’s a week away, but it might as well be officially here with the gorgeous weather now settling in. Gone are the cold winter days and snow on the ground. Now, all you see are flowers blooming on trees, kids in the park, and people sitting outside of the bistro you stand in front of.

You decided to meet up with your friends for lunch, both of who work at different agencies than you. Still in your cute little office fit from today, you walk into the quaint little bistro. It is not as packed on the inside as it is on the outside, so you’re able to find your friends immediately. They sit at a round table near the window, already having their cocktails and appetizers ready.

Mina aka pro hero Pinkie waves from her spot next to Jirou aka pro hero Earwig. “Y/N!” she shouts even though you’re a few feet away. “Over here!” You can see that Mina is dressed for the occasion in a pink sundress and a cropped jean jacket.

You giggle at your friend’s cute antics as you walk over to the table, giving each of them a squeeze. “Thanks for meeting me,” you coo as you take a seat across from them.

“Thanks for inviting us,” Mina replies before giving you a whistle. “Damn, girl, you look cute! I’d kill to have my ass look that good in a skirt!”

“Please,” you scoff but flush at her compliment. You admit you wanted to look cute today for the weather, your lunch date, and two particular people at the agency you work at. You went for a nice sweater, some comfortable heels, and a pencil skirt with the fabric cut out in the back to let your little cotton tail breathe.

You sit across from your friends with your ears free from the elastic band you usually put them in at the top of your head, both of them drooping down due to your relaxed state. As an animal hybrid, specifically a rabbit/bunny hybrid, you do everything in your power to be as discreet and as safe with your “animal parts” as possible. That means ruining your clothes to let your tail stretch and tying back your ears to avoid them getting pulled on.

“Thank you, but you look good in anything,” you tell Mina. You glance at Jirou in her oversized sweater and jeans that hug her slim hips. “You both do.”

“I tried to get her to ditch the sweater,” Mina says, nudging Jiro who playfully glares at her. “But I did manage to get her in the jeans!”

“And I look damn good,” Jirou snickers as their waitress comes over. You order your own cocktail and main course before the waitress hustles away and you dig into one of the appetizer plates set before you. “So how was work?” Mina asks as Jirou sips on her whiskey smash. “Since you changed the time for us meeting up, I’m guessing it was busy.”

“Oh, man, was it,” you huff, feeling good to have some food in you now. And to be sitting. Despite being an office assistant for two years, you were on your feet all day: scanning; running from floor to floor delivering papers; answering calls; sitting in on a meeting that your boss organized to meet with another agency CEO in America, and taking tons of notes, etc. Your poor little feet were about to explode!

You couldn’t wait for lunch to come which finally arrived at 1 PM. Once it did, you announced your departure to your boss and you were out. All your boss told you was to enjoy it. He trusts you and likes your work ethic, determination, and hardworking personality (as he’s told you before). You’re the type to stay late when no one else will and help out with extra tasks. That’s why you get extra leeway, such as having a two-hour lunch instead of just one.

“I’m shocked those two idiots even let you outside when you dress like this,” Jirou comments, nodding at the way your skirt hugged your hips. Mina giggles as you flush, sipping your cocktail. “Maybe Kirishima,” she purrs, wiggling her brows at you. “But definitely not Bakugou. I’m sure he’d force some sweats with his name printed on your ass for you.”

At the mention of your coworkers and boyfriends, you feel yourself get hot under your cashmere sweater. You sip your cocktail, twirling your tongue around the straw as you do, and advert your gaze from your all-too-knowing friends. They knew those two idiots at you by the heart, but they also knew you had them wrapped around your finger.

You’ve been dating Bakugou Katsuki aka Ground Zero and Kirishima Ejirou aka Red Riot for five months now. You’ve known them for two years since you worked at the same agency, though in different departments. While you were usually in the office, they were out patrolling and fighting crime, but occasionally stopped by to pick up reports or sit in meetings. You called them your coworkers since you technically worked together.

At least that’s what Kiri always dubbed you whenever he’d see you down the hall or in the cafeteria. “Hey, coworker!” he’d greet you with that big ass, sweet grin on his handsome face. You found yourself looking forward to seeing that smile and hearing that nickname as time went on and you got to know him better.

You didn’t know what to make about Bakugou for the two years you knew of him. He always seemed so cold and snapped easily, so you did your best to keep your distance. However, you still gave him a ‘good morning’ every time you saw him in the elevators or a ‘good night’ when you left the agency for the night. He never gave you so much as a nod or a look that always rubbed you the wrong way. You thought at first that he didn’t like you, mostly because of you being a bunny girl.

You weren’t blessed with the strength and phenomenal thighs of the bunny hero Rumi, but you did have the ears and the tail. Which is why you were sure Bakugou disliked you. People often have a misconception when it comes to bunny hybrid people, especially bunny girls: they’re too hyper; too jittery; too horny. None of that was true, which is why when you saw an opening for Bakugou and Kiri’s agency, you took it.

You wanted to prove to everyone that you were more than capable of being a ‘normal’ human being and a professional worker. Bakugou seemed to notice that eventually because one day, out of the blue, he complimented you on the PowerPoint presentation you gave for a meeting he and Kiri sat in on. “Nice presentation,” he said in his raspy, grumbly tone, which you realized was just his voice. “You know your shit.”

You were shook, blinking at him in shock. But he wasn’t being sarcastic or playing with you. Those vermillion eyes, which usually made you nervous, said it all. “T-Thank you,” you stuttered out.

That was over a year ago. Since that day, you, Bakugou, and Kiri became close friends. You ate lunch together, texted each other, and they walked you to the bus stop after work until they began driving you home. The romantic feelings that developed between you three came on strong but slow, but when it hit you, it hit you hard.

It hit you real hard. You began feeling that warm zing whenever they touched you or feeling your heart race whenever they gave you a smile. You were more than happy to keep these feelings to yourself, but they weren’t. So one Saturday night, they treated you to dinner and game night at their place. Under some candlelight and your belly filled with some good ramen was when they each took your hand and stared you down across their kitchen table with their eyes like sunken treasure.

“We like you,” Kiri had said softly, his cheeks a pale red. “Not just as a friend. As more. We want to be more with you.” You were in shock. Here two of the most popular and sexiest heroes were confessing their romantic feelings for you. You. Out of every model, celebrity, or famous woman in the world.

“We want you to be a part of what we have,” Bakugou added, stroking his thumb along your knuckles. “So don’t say yes unless you’re sure, dummy, ‘cause that’ll piss me off.”

After picking your jaw up off the floor and smoothing down your ears that shot straight up in excitement, you gave them both a genuine, needy yes and had the pleasure of tasting both of their lips for the first time. Each of their kisses had your foot twitching to thumb against the floor and your cotton tail begging to be stroked, but you managed to play it off cool. You three ended the night with some Mario Kart, ice cream, and cuddling on their couch.

Since that night, it’s been no one but you three. The past five months have been nothing short of amazing for you. While your relationship is still under wraps since people like to talk, Bakugou still walks past your cubicle to check up on you and Kiri always makes sure you get off and on the bus safely by standing at the stop whenever you’re going to or from work. It feels good to have them protect you. Worry over you. Adore you.

And though the five months have been amazing, there is still one thing missing. The sex. And that’s what you invited your two closest friends to talk about.

You sit up straight in your seat, feeling somewhat confident now that the alcohol is in you. “So I called y’all out here for a reason,” you begin, folding your hands on the table. “I wanted us to talk about something that’s been bugging me.”

Mina and Jirou sit at attention immediately, eyes on you even when the food comes. “We’re all ears, boo,” Mina says as she begins to chomp down on her burger. “Shoot!”

You wriggle your fingers nervously, trying to come up with a way to start this right. “So,” you begin, clearing your throat, “you when certain animals go into cycles when the spring comes?”

“You mean in heat?” Jirou asks, raising an eyebrow. “Yeah, Momo and I have a kitten that went through that last year before she got her neutered. Why?”

You flush, embarrassment blooming in your chest, until Mina giggles. “Y/N, we know you go through heat, silly girl! You’re a hybrid; a bunny hybrid at that. Of course, you go through mating cycles!”

“But that’s just the thing,” you groan, frustrated already. “I haven’t been in a relationship while in heat in years. I’m usually always alone, so it’s easy to just hook up with someone or just use my toys. But now, with me being with Kiri and Katsuki…” You trail off, shame lodged in your core.

You have yet to talk to Katsuki and Kiri about your little “spring cycle.” Due to spring being mating season for many animals (especially mammals) you, as a hybrid AND a mammal, get it big time. It happens every year around the first week of spring but then fades over time and gets easier to manage when summer begins to come. It’s sort of like a period cycle except there isn’t any blood, cramps, or bloating.

However, you do ovulate, have tender breasts and mood swings, and become overly sensitive in terms of your body. Especially your nipples and clit. I’m talking about going braless and avoiding any mentions of sex to avoid your pussy going into hyperdrive. But this only happens during the first week of spring, which is the hardest stage to manage your life in.

You get so unbelievably, annoyingly horny. You awaken for days in a sweat and your pussy wet from the nastiest dreams you could imagine. You’ve had to have several bathroom breaks at work to get a nut because you’re unable to focus. You can hardly sleep at night, haunted by fantasies of getting bent over and fucked into a trapezoid, leading to you walking around with dark circles under your eyes and no tolerance for people who ask if they can touch your tail.

No amount of toys or stimulation with your fingers will help you during this stage if your body doesn’t agree with how many times you make yourself cum. Lately, you’ve been searching for hookups to cure you of your urges, but last year after one of your one-night stands pulled on your ears, you decided to cut off all kinds of physical contact with anyone when you’re in heat.

Well, until Kiri and Bakugou came into the picture.

But after the first stage is done, you’re usually fine. Once that first week is up, the second week is the second stage, and though you’re still horny, the level goes from 100 to about 50. You’re finally able to focus on daily tasks. You can sleep better. Giving yourself one nut is enough for you.

But now that you have two amazing, loving, and sexy partners–two that aren’t just hookups or FWBs–you are more than reluctant to tell them about your cycle, let alone have them even see you during it. You’ve already felt the first few symptoms of your cycle beginning to take root: naughty daydreams of the three of you together, hands and mouths on you; your body growing hot when one of them touches you; your tail and ears twitching at their scents.

You don’t know if you can handle your cycle this time. Not with Kiri and Bakugou in the picture. You’ve thought about asking them for a break until the spring ends, but even thinking about asking that of them makes you sick.

“Well, girl, that’s a given!” Mina replies to you, snapping out of your thoughts. Jirou nods, her mouth full of her lunch. “I’m sure Kiri and Bakugou know about your cycles. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be dating you. I mean, they have to know from the sex, right?”

Your friends look at you expectantly. You advert your eyes, instead staring out the restaurant window at the park across the street. Mina gasps, making you cringe. “No way,” she says, shocked. “You haven’t had sex with them yet? Y/N, it’s been five months!”

You stir your straw around your cocktail glass, biting your lower lip. “W-Well, we wanted to take it slow,” you murmur. “I told them about my less-than-satisfying past when it comes to relationships and sex, so we agreed to wait and get to know each other more.”

And it’s true: Kiri and Bakugou were more than happy to put sex on the back burner in the five months you began dating. You’ve come close a few times–nights during heated makeout sessions on your couch, Bakugou’s hands on your ass, Kiri’s hands cupping your face as his lips move against yours. But you’ve never gotten each other’s clothes off. You don’t even know what their dicks look like…but fuck, do you want to know. You’ve never wanted anything more!

But because of your past relationships ending before they began due to most of your partners wanting you to be a bunny girl out of a porno, and hookups that barely left you satisfied, you decided to act against temptation. You brought your concerns to your men’s attention three months into your relationship at your place after a movie and Bakugou’s hands down your pants.

“I just think we should slow down,” you said softly, each of your hands in theirs. “I really like you both, and I just don’t wanna move too fast, y’know?”

“Of course, cutie,” Kiri had cooed, nuzzling his face into your cheek. “Whatever makes you comfortable. We’d never cross any line with you to make you feel pressured.”

“Whenever you’re ready,” Bakugou added. “Just stop wearin’ these around me unless you wanna get fucked silly.” His hand slid across your jeans, his fingertips squeezing your asscheek.

You almost regretted saying anything that night. While you were incredibly happy with them without that kind of physical contact, you couldn’t deny that you wanted them all over you. You wanted them to touch you; kiss you; tease you; use you; fuck you in every position possible and then cover you in their cum. You wanted to be covered in their kisses and smell like their cologne, their scents imprinted on you like tattoos.

But how the fuck are you supposed to tell them that? Plus, with the rep bunny girls get anyway, you wouldn’t want them to think of you the way other men you’ve been with have: a sex-crazed slut. When you did finally have sex with your boyfriends, you wanted it to mean more than just getting a nut.

“Well, how is this gonna work when you’re in heat?” Jirou asks curiously. “Don’t you have to fuck someone as part of your natural cycle?”

You looked down at your food, pushing it around your plate with your fork. “Well…yeah,” you admit. “Hence my past hookups. Usually, I’m good with just myself to help me out, but as I’ve gotten older, my urges have gotten more intense. But it’s different with Kiri and Katsuki! I really care about them and I don’t wanna jeopardize our relationship because I’m horny.”

“Did you ever think about them caring about you so much that’d they help you regardless of the sex?” Mina asks, raising an eyebrow at you.

You blink at her because no, you haven’t thought about that at all. Mina hums knowingly. “Knowing those two and how crazy they are about you, they’d do anything to make sure you’re comfortable, Y/N. So if they have to make you cum ten times to get you out of your cycle, then so be it!”

Though she’s probably right, you still feel that uncomfortable tug of anxiety in your tummy. How can they be so sure Kiri and Bakugou would be okay with this?

As if hearing your battling thoughts, Jirou reaches for your hand from across the table. “Just talk to them about it,” she says encouragingly. “That doesn’t hurt, right? Just bring it up the next time you see them and see what they say.”

That’ll be tomorrow since Kiri and Bakugou took off today for a break. “I’m sure you’re just freaking yourself out here, Y/N,” Mina says brightly. “Those morons would give anything to see you smile.” She smiles at you, winking. “Trust us.”

And though you smile back, you still feel those nervous butterflies fluttering about in your stomach.

This is gonna be a long spring.

[scarlettriot]

Take You Home

Pairing: Bakugo x Kirishima x F!Reader

Warnings: Smut, minors, and ageless blogs DNI. Non-Sexual Masochism (Could be considered self-harm). Nightmares and sleep walking (fighting). Blood. Burns. Swearing.

Contains: Established Poly Relationship. Porn with Plot. Hurt/Comfort. Angst! Soft dom tendencies, Kat & Kiri are switches, nipple play, biting, unprotected sex, voyeurism (kinda). Bondage. Restraints (rope). Oral (F receiving & M receiving implied). The guys fuck, it's not all about Reader. Pet names/nicknames: baby, baby girl, little one, cutie, babe.

Summary: In high school, you started up a relationship with two boys in the hero course. Now, years down the road, you three are still going strong, but, every relationship has troubles to overcome.

A/N: This follows the same storyline from Head Over Heels. But if you just want to dive into this, all you really need to know is that Reader met Katsuki and Eijiro when she was assigned to work with them as a part of her Support Course program. Now she's an inventor while the two of them are pros. Additional Fun Fact: I named this fic after a song I constantly listened to while writing it, if you'd like to give it a listen it's called Take You Home by Scars on 45. Enjoy!

W/C: 8,022

If these walls could talk, they’d tell you of Katsuki’s screams. The nightmares that you and Eijiro had to pull him from multiple nights a week. Neither of you minded though, you’d do anything for each other. To the public you might have all been friends, there’d even been reports of the three of you being roommates, but behind closed doors, it’d been something much more for a long time now. 

The twenty-three-year-old pro hero had seen so much for his young age, both he and Eijiro had, but Katsuki internalized it far more than Eijiro did. The blonde never liked to talk about the demons that haunted him. He knew you and Eijiro would listen and never judge him but, it wasn’t ever easy for him to admit something might be making him weak. He couldn’t show it, not even to you guys. 

But that meant it spilled over into his unconscious, into his sleep, bleeding into nightmares that sounded truly horrific. 

Some nights were worse than others but you and Eijiro had always been able to bring him back from them with soft voices and soothing touches… until the night you couldn’t.  

You never slept particularly well when just one of the boys was home so since Eijiro was still out on patrol (on his way home, you hoped), you were really just laying with your eyes closed when you started to hear Katsuki’s little whimpers and felt his feet start to kick free of the blanket. 

You rolled into his side, kissing up the side of his neck, “Baby… it’s okay, just a bad dream. You can wake up now.” 

But Katsuki didn’t wake up. His brow tightly furrowed together. Sweat pouring off of him. It took a little bit of effort but you were able to roll him onto his back and take his face between your palms. “KitKat, come on, baby. Time to wake up.” That had no effect either. 

So, you resorted to other tactics. Dipping your head low, “Kick their ass, Dynamight. You got ‘em.” 

There’d been nights when that had been enough. One of you telling him he could win the fight inside his head, he could overcome it, and then he’d settle back down into a still slumber. But, not tonight. No, tonight his eyes shot open so fast you were taken aback. Red eyes staring at you so unnervingly, unblinking, and it sent a chill right down your spine. “Baby…” You whispered but he didn’t answer, “Kat? This isn’t funny.” He slowly sat up, his hands wrapping tight around your wrists, pushing you up with him. “Katsuki! I’m serious! Knock it the fuck off!” 

You tried to pull your hands free but his grip was too strong, the more you jerked only caused you pain. Finally, his eyes blinked, just once, taking in the rest of the room and it clicked. He still wasn’t awake. 

“Please, baby, please. I need you to wake up now.” His eyes blinked back to you while you struggled even more in his grasp. "Katsuki! Come on!"

“Like I give a fuck what a villain like you needs.” 

Your scream filled the bedroom. Two explosions surrounded your wrists and the next thing you knew you were thrown off the bed and back slammed onto the rug at the foot of the bed with scalding wrists. He wasn’t as quick in his sleep though. Disoriented almost. It gave you enough time to run from the room and thrust the door shut behind you. 

Your work was strewn about the living room and kitchen like it usually was and you scanned it for anything that could be used to help. And then you spotted the prototype binding cloth you’d been working on for Shinso. It wasn’t finished, not by a long shot but it was something. 

You didn’t have the experience Katsuki did but Eijiro and him had spent years training with you. Wanting you to be prepared in case anything should ever happen. You never thought you’d have to use those skills against your own boyfriend though. 

The bedroom door blasted right off the hinges, bits of wooden shrapnel showered down while you took cover behind the sofa. “Where are you! Not lettin’ you ‘scape!” 

As quietly as you could manage you crawled your way around the sofa to try and get a better view of him when he spotted you. Lips turned up in a snarl that you’d hoped to never be on the receiving end of.

You rolled out of the way just as half the couch was blown to bits. 

“Ava!” You called for the AI you’d created for your home and saw the device light up, “Call Sharky!” It chirped happily and Kat turned to try and find the noise while the phone rang, blindly firing off blasts. 

“Hey ba- Y/N!” 

“Ei! Nightmares! Get home! N— !” A blast finally landed on the bookshelf that Ava was resting on and it shattered against the wall.

Eijiro was sure he’d never run faster in his whole entire life. Cursing at himself for staying late to finish up paperwork rather than just going right home after his patrol. He dropped absolutely everything the moment he heard you on the call. The pen fell right out of his hand, he just grabbed his bag for the sake of his wallet and keys, and then he was gone. Running down the steps to get down to his car as fast as he possibly could. 

It was an emergency, not an official one, but he could justify driving like a mad man if it meant keeping the two people he loved most in this whole entire world safe. He barely stopped at traffic lights and stop signs, only long enough to ensure no one was coming, and then he was speeding through. 

He could feel his heart hammering in his chest, panic rising with every minute it took him until he was pulling into the driveway, leaving everything in the car, and racing for the door. “Baby!” 

Everything was quiet, so unbelievable quiet, and that terrified him even more. “In the bathroom, Eiji.” 

He could have cried from just the sound of your voice, following it through the wreckage that was now your shared home. He froze when he saw Katsuki on the bed, eyes closed with hands bound. “I— I had to knock him out… Eijiro, he— baby, he wouldn’t wake up—!” 

His arms were around you in seconds, and he felt your tears against his bare chest the moment he pulled you in. “’S okay, love. You did what you had to do.” He ran a shaky hand down your back, “You were just defending yourself, I know that, and Kat will too.” 

After a couple minutes, he pulled you back to look you over. Instantly, he saw the burns on your forearms and tried not to wince in sympathy. You also had a few pieces of wood embedded in your shoulder, and a cut along your jaw that was still bleeding. “C’mon, lemme get you cleaned up, and then we can worry about Kat.” When you didn’t move from the spot though, eyes still fixated on Katsuki, Eijiro picked you up and carried you right over to the sink so you could sit on the counter. 

He thoroughly scrubbed his hands before slipping on gloves, working on getting the pieces out of your arm first and then flushing the little wounds. Then came the cut on your face which, wasn’t all that bad, just bleeding a good amount. He put a little ointment on it, cooing softly at you knowing that it stung, “Doing s'good, baby, almost finished here.” 

When all the obvious injuries were tended to, he took a step back. “Alright, anything else?” 

You shook your head and he saw the way you winced when you slid off the counter, probably just sore from the whole ordeal. You squeezed by him, walking back into the bedroom. He watched as you climbed right on the bed and undid the binds around Katsuki’s wrists since he was now home. You scooted up by his head and shifted it so he lay in your lap, your fingers carding through his hair and Eijiro had to pretend he didn’t see the tears that fell from your eyes. 

He gave you a minute while he went into the walk-in closet and changed out of his suit. He’d just slipped a shirt over his head when he heard the incoherent grumble of Katsuki and he hadn’t even made it back to the bedroom before the, “What the fuck!” shook the house. 

Fear pumped through his veins when he smelled the air. His sweat always left behind a distinct aroma and the air in was heavy with it. Quicker his heart started to race, his eyes darting around and landing on you, on the cut you didn’t have when the two of you had gone to bed. And… fuck, those were tears in your eyes. 

He rolled over immediately and realized it was more than just a cut on your jaw. He swore, trying to figure out what happened and when your eyes squeezed shut from his volume, the way your whole body tensed from it, damn, he wanted to puke. 

“Katsuki…” His head snapped to Eijiro silhouetted in the golden bathroom light. 

“What did I do?” 

Neither of you were able to stop him from leaving. Eijiro could have, the three of you knew that the redhead could have used force and made him stay but he begged, actually begged, for you two to let him go for the night. Just for the night, he promised. He needed to think, had to clear his head and process what had happened. He’d be back in the morning, made the both of you swear you wouldn't clean anything up. This was his mess. He’d fix it. 

He’d kissed Eijiro, pressing his forehead against his. “First thing in the morning.” 

“You better be here, man.” 

Katsuki wiped a tear that rolled down his boyfriend's cheek. “I will.” 

When he looked at you though, no words came out of his mouth. He couldn’t think of what to say, there were too many thoughts screaming in his head that he just turned and walked out the door. Your choked sobs followed him out to his car. 

That night he stayed at the agency, pulled a blanket over him, and laid on the black sofa in his office but didn’t sleep a wink. He barely even closed his eyes. Each time he did all he could see were those white bandages covering your forearms, the gauze on your face and shoulder. He knew there had to be bruises under the baggy nightshirt you wore and all of it was his fault. 

Days trickled by and Katsuki did as he said. Every moment that he wasn’t working was spent on repairs to your home, a home he didn’t allow himself to stay in. He’d installed a new bedroom door first and then put up new cabinets since he’d blasted the old ones to pieces. He patched the walls, replaced floorboards and carpeting, built a new bookshelf, and bought new furniture for the living room but didn’t allow himself to enjoy any of it. 

And if you were there, well, he was not. He avoided you as best he could. It was almost like before the three of you got together. Katsuki just couldn’t find a way to make peace with what he’d done. You might have forgiven him, you did forgive him, told him so at least a hundred times, but he never responded once because he had no idea how he could forgive himself. The pain in your eyes each time he walks away breaks his heart more and more. 

He doesn’t need Eijiro telling him how much you want him to come home, he’s gotten all your texts, he would fall into a fitful sleep listening to your voicemails. The only thing that gives him any solace at all is the fact that Eijiro is there with you every single night. He knows you miss him and he misses you too, so damn badly, but how can he trust himself to be like that around you again? 

Things could’ve been so much worse. All things considered, he’d been lucky! How could he so carelessly allow himself back into your life, your home, your bed, when he knows he could do so much worse to you? What kind of boyfriend would he be!

He talked almost daily with Eijiro about it. Like, maybe one day he’d hold all the answers that could fix these wrongs. It’d been two months though and neither of them came up with a solution. They’d just sit in one of their offices after the rest of the floor had cleared out. Eijiro’s arms holding Katsuki tight while he tried to work through this. 

There were nights when that was all they’d do. Sit, talk, hug, and cry. There were others where Eijiro would try to take his boyfriend’s mind off things, sink to his knees and let Katsuki work out his frustrations by using his mouth. And, a couple of times, Katsuki pleaded with him to help him forget. Those nights left scuff marks on the floors, papers scattered about the room, the desk practically bare with Katsuki bent over it. By the end though, Eijiro was able to lay Katsuki down on the sofa, cover him up with the blanket, and kiss his forehead before heading home to you. 

There’d never been jealousy from any of you when it came to getting physical when one of you couldn’t partake. Sometimes Eijiro’s quirk left his body too sore, or Katsuki had a killer headache, or you were just too tired from a long day of work. So, you weren’t jealous when Eijiro came home with fresh scratches on his back, in fact, you were a little relieved. At least Katsuki still felt comfortable with one of you. 

You just wished you could find a way to make him trust you again. 

After three months of late nights and about a dozen different prototypes, you might have found the answer you’d been searching for. 

This whole time you’d never gone up to his office. You hadn’t dared try to speak to him at work, not wanting to distract him or make him angry but you knew he’d been sleeping here. Knew that even though his shift was over, this was where he would be. 

It was always Eijiro who’d check on him but, tonight, you asked him if you could do it and he fully supported the idea. He’d been trying to bridge the gap between you two this entire time so just the smallest hint there might be some progress happening made him giddy! 

You waited until everyone else on his floor had left for the evening and then rode the elevator up with a small box between your hands. Katsuki was the only office to have a light still on. He had the door already shut, blinds drawn to cover the glass walls but you could see his shadow sitting at his desk, a pen in hand, shuffling papers from one pile and then into another. 

When you knocked on the door, all movement stopped. “Since when do you knock? Just open the door.” 

He was expecting Eijiro, you knew that. You could have just opened the door and walked inside but, you weren’t confident that was the right thing to do, so, you raised your hand and knocked again. 

“For fucks sake,” The chair rolled back and Katsuki flung the door open a second later, “What are y—“ He had to lower his gaze to meet yours, “Oh…” 

“Will you let me in, Kat, please.” 

“I don’t think—“ 

“Please. We need to talk.” 

He didn’t want to. The way his jaw ticked told you as much, but, by some miracle, he let you by him. 

You sat on the sofa beside the folded up blanket with the pillow on top while he leaned against his desk, head tipped downward, eyes fixed on the floor. Neither of you spoke for a while, you had a whole speech prepped but now that you were in the same room with him the words wouldn’t come out. 

In the end, it was Katsuki who broke the silence with a sentence so quiet you were almost sure you didn’t hear him correctly. “I know why you’re here… can I just— I’d like to keep seeing Eijiro, please?” 

You blinked and tried to figure out what he was talking about. “What do you mean, Kat. Of course, you can keep seeing Eiji! Why would I want you to—“ 

“’Cause we’re over!” He blurted and all the color drained from your face while he kept talking, “We’re over and, and, you’ve just got Ei now which is fuckin’ great because you, you should have him but I just, damnit, I need him right now too, okay? I won’t ask him to stay over, I want him with you every night, just need him with me a little bit.” 

You were still stuck on the three words he said first, “We’re over?” 

“That’s why you’re here. Surprised you actually came in person. A text or telling Eijiro to tell me woulda been more than I fuckin’ deserve.” 

“Hold on!” You stood up so fast it knocked the box you’d been holding right off your lap. “You couldn’t be more wrong!” 

You took a step closer to Katsuki and he tried to take one backward but he was already against his desk. He managed to scrape the thing across the floor trying to keep distance between you two. You wanted to walk closer, walk right up to him and wrap your arms around him, to feel him again, but seeing that reaction had you stopped in place. “I didn’t come here to break up. I’m here because I want you to come home— no, I need you to come home.”

“You do not need me.” 

“That’s crap! I need you, Eiji needs you! ‘S not home without you there!” 

His voice rose louder than your own. “I cannot be there! Not with you! What if I fucking hurt you worse, huh? Then what! What if you couldn’t stop me next time!” 

You folded your arms over your chest. “Sounds an awful lot like you’re the one doing the breaking up.” His mouth hung open, ready to keep arguing until you said that. “So, is that what you’re doing, Katsuki? Didn’t think you’d give up so easily.” 

“You think this is easy? This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done! Aren’t you scared? How can you feel comfortable around me after that?” 

“Because I know for a fact you would never, ever, hurt me in your right mind. You would do absolutely everything in your power to protect me and make sure I am safe.” 

“And what about when ‘m not in my right mind? When those nightmares take over?” 

“That’s what these are for.” You scooped up the box from the floor and held it out to him. You were going to make him meet you if he wanted to know what was inside. He needed to make an effort.

It took him a second but then his feet moved. He was so careful to make sure not even your fingertips brushed as he took it from you. “You think some fuckin’ gloves are gonna keep you safe? Yeah, right. Thought you were smarter than that.” 

“I take offense to that. These aren’t just some fuckin’ gloves,” You sassed right back at him, “These are how I’m gonna get you to come home again.” He arched a skeptical brow. “I’ve been working on these since the day you left,” You took a step forward and this time he remained rooted to the spot, “I actually got out of bed and started sketching designs that same night. Fell asleep at the table, Eiji carried me back to bed...” That seemed so long ago now. 

There was about a foot of space between you and him. “I knew you wouldn’t come home without some plan in place so, this is my plan. I’ve done all I can on my own but I need you to actually test them out. My simulations can only tell me so much.” 

Katsuki set the box down on his desk still looking unconvinced but he slid the black and orange gloves on his hands. Flexing his fingers to test the mobility, “They kinda feel like my hero gloves.” 

“I modeled the fabric that touches your skin after the lining, you’ve always said you liked how cool it feels on your skin.” 

“But, I can shoot through my gloves just fine, I don’t see how—“ 

“Would you just trust me! Do I half-ass any of my inventions?” 

“No…” 

“Do I plan things meticulously when I’m making something?” 

“Yes.” 

“Okay then. If you must know, when I say, ‘I modeled it after’, I mean that where your hero costume gloves only make your hands seem cooler, these will actually make them colder. The cooler you are, the less sweat you will produce, and therefore your explosions will be contained.”

“Contained within the gloves?”

“That’s the goal.” 

He bit his lower lip. “Can we go to the lab now?”

A smile spread across your face and quickly fell when you made to grab his hand and he quickly pulled it out of reach. “I’m not touching you until we test these.” 

When Katsuki went into the controlled chamber, you took a moment to text Eijiro and let him know how the evening was going so far. That you both were alright and Katsuki was open to the gloves. To say the redhead was thrilled was an understatement. 

You kept a close eye on the temperature gauge to ensure it was regulating properly. There was a specific threshold you needed to make sure it would stay between, too high or too low would create problems in different ways. 

Inside the chamber, Katsuki did everything he could think of to work up a sweat and the rest of his body was soaked but his hands remained chilled. 

You didn’t tell him absolutely everything you’d done with the gloves, mostly because he always got bored with the science of it all. There was the cooling element, and the temperature regulation gauge but the outer two layers were meant for containment.

Even if he managed to build up a decent amount of sweat he shouldn’t be able to fire off any grand explosions with the gloves on and, so far, that seemed to be the case. There were a few minor ones that probably would have caused serious damage had the gloves been off, other than that though, things seemed to be working just as you intended. 

It was almost two hours before Katsuki took a break. Breathing heavily when he walked back out to you. “That was great! Better than I hoped for a fir— oof!” 

With the gloves still on, Katsuki pulled you to him, drawing you up so he could kiss you. The salty taste of sweat lingered on his lips and you didn’t care a single bit because he was holding you again, he was kissing you again. One of his gloved hands rested against your cheek and you wished for a second you could feel his familiar callouses underneath but this was more than enough for now. 

“I fuckin’ love you,” He murmured, pressing his lips to you again, “’S much,” It was like he was trying to make up for lost time, “Thank you f’not givin’ up on me.” 

It was your turn to rest your hands on his cheeks. “I will never give up on you, I promise.” 

You got lost in each other a little while longer, breaking apart with heaving chests and swollen lips, “So,” The scientist in you came out, “any concerns?” 

“Just one. If I do somethin’ like last time, what’s stopping me from just yankin’ these off?” 

That was another feature you forgot to mention. You walked back to your station and held up a little remote. “I made three of these.” You pointed to a specific button, “I push this and a locking feature is activated. I used Eijiro’s grip strength as a reference for it. Only one button on one of the remotes is needed for it to be activated but both remotes are needed to deactivate it. So, if you break it, you’re kinda screwed until one of us can get here and use the backup.” 

He nodded, deeming your answer good enough. He finally removed the gloves and you stared at his forearms, palms, and wrists in horror. “What the fuck, Kat…” They were blistered, so very red, they had to be hurting like hell and he hadn’t said a single thing. “I need to correct this. I thought it would just dissipate your quirk, not fire it back on you. Why the fuck didn’t you say anything!” 

“I don’t want you changed a single thing about ‘em.” You couldn’t believe the words coming from his mouth. “Listen, if I’m fuckin’ dumb enough to come after you again, I deserve a whole lot more than this!” 

He slipped the gloves back on when you tried to reach for his hands. “Not without ‘em on. Please.” 

“I need to fix them though.” 

“There’s nothing to fix. If I don’t use my quirk while wearing them then I’ll be fine. If I use it, this will be the consequence.” There was no getting through to him, not now at least, and not by yourself. Maybe Eijiro would have better luck. 

He squeezed your hand with the smallest smile, “Wanna go home?” 

“More than anything.” 

It’d been almost two months since Katsuki allowed himself back into the house you all shared. At first, it all felt like a dream to him, like he would reach out to touch something, expecting his hand to pass right through it. As days went by though, he slowly, very, very slowly, grew more comfortable in his space again. 

It took him 3 days to put his arm around you on the sofa, six for you to cuddle into his side. Eight days to sleep in the same bed with you and Eijiro. Three weeks and a whole lot of convincing before he let you sleep between them again. 

The gloves always had to be on though. He came home every single day wearing them, hell, he put them on the moment he left the agency. The only time he could be seen without them was when he was in the shower or if he was cooking. They were so versatile, he could do nearly anything with them, he didn’t see a reason to not wear them, especially when they kept the people he loved safe.   

Both you and Eijiro joked that they were his armor. The shields he now always had up. 

Just over a month had passed since he returned. Finally getting back into the rhythm of his normal life. He’d come home after work, tossed his keys in the little bowl by the door, unlaced his shoes, and placed them to the right of yours. He’d barely stepped foot in the kitchen when he heard the prettiest sounds coming from your bedroom down the hall. 

Your sweet little moans that he’d missed so much tickled his ears quickened his heart, and went right to his cock. He was following your voice before he even realized what he was doing. Feet stopping him before he could walk in the room, instead, he just looked on from the doorway, watching your fingers tug at Eijiro’s hair, keeping that tongue of his in place as he brought you closer to your high. 

Your eyes were shut, hips bucking against his boyfriend’s face desperately, making the redhead’s hands move off your breasts and hold your hips steady so he could have you exactly how he wanted. 

“K-Kat,” He hadn’t seen those pretty eyes of yours open and he sure as shit didn’t see them land on him. His blood ran cold, he wasn’t ready for this again, he couldn’t trust himself like this with you again…

“I know, love,” Eijiro cooed and kissed his way up your thighs before Katsuki could even speak, “We’ll find a way to get him to play with you soon, promise.” 

He hadn’t realized Katsuki had come home, you had to tell him, and now two sets of eyes were on him. 

“You should join us.” Eijiro’s voice was thick, laced with lust, and Katsuki knew he was so hopefully this meant you all would be together again. 

It killed him to admit, “I— I can’t.” 

“Please, KitKat,” You whined with fingers dipping back into your heat in Eijiro’s absence. 

The redhead got up off the bed and walked right up to his boyfriend who looked ready to bolt from the room at any moment. His lips were as warm as ever, and Katsuki groaned at the taste of you on his tongue. It impaired his better judgment, allowed Eijiro time to wrap his arm around him and pull him into the room, and shut the door. “If you don’t want to partake, at least let us give you a show.” 

And shows were the only way Katsuki would partake… for weeks. 

At first, you could admit, it was a little fun. 

Katsuki couldn’t help but get hard from watching you and Eijiro together, he’d end up with his cock out usually making a mess across his abs or having Eijiro suck him off once you were completely spent.

It didn’t take the blonde long to graduate from simply watching to making requests. He liked the control, making Eijiro hold out a little longer or instructing the man to keep pushing you further when your legs were already shaking. 

But, after a while, you were left craving more. What the three of you once shared. 

You wanted Katsuki to press you up against the shower wall in the mornings like he used to while Eijiro slept in or, wrap your hand around his cock in the middle of the night, slowly stroking him until he woke up. If you tried luring him in now though, he wouldn’t have it. Anything more than making out and he would move across the room, a safe distance away, and ask Eijiro to step in. 

He couldn’t keep pushing you away though, not forever, not if you all were really going to be able to work past this. 

You’d curled up in his lap, watching a movie on a rare Saturday night that the three of you managed to have off together. You sat there, comfy and cozy knowing perfectly well that at some point one of you would get needy, it was just a matter of who would break first. 

There was the way you angled your body into Katsuki, in just the perfect way so you could lay feather-light kisses against his neck. It made his gloved hand start to wander higher up your leg. The subtle shift of Katsuki’s arm brought you up just enough so his lips could meet yours. 

Soft and slow, sucking in your lower lip, brushing against his with your tongue. You could feel his hand slow start to lift your shirt up and you flinched and the cool material making him jerk away with an apology on his lips. 

“Kat, baby, please,” you mumbled against his lips.

He’s still kissing you and you can tell he doesn’t want to stop either. You can feel what you’re doing to him and yet he refuses to let you do anything about it. 

You pulled back and pressed your hand to the side of his face, thumb brushing his cheekbone, seeing the pain you felt reflected in his eyes was almost too much to bear. 

From the recliner, Eijiro cleared his throat. He’d seen the interaction, “I might have an idea…” He left the room, followed by yours and Katsuki’s quizzical looks that only grew when he came back with the very plain-looking box that was usually tucked under your bed, and one of the chairs from the sitting room.

“Eijiro…” 

“Just trust me, man.” 

You craned your neck trying to see what he was going to pull out and it ended up being the ropes that were usually reserved for you, so, logically, you moved off of Katsuki and moved closer to Eijiro. “Tonight these aren’t for you, cutie. I’ve got something else in mind.” 

He kissed the top of your head and then held his hand out for Katsuki to take, wiggling his fingers playfully when he didn’t immediately grab it, and when he still didn’t take it, Eijiro crouched between his legs. “You told me you wanted to get past this…” 

“Still do, but, I don’t think ‘m ready.” 

It was almost odd seeing Katuski so timid about this, about anything at all! 

“Can you please just try, for Y/N and me? You two can enjoy each other again and you won’t be able to use your hands this way. If you’re really not comfortable all you’ve gotta do is say the word and everything will stop, you know that.” 

After a couple seconds and a quick glance at you, he gave a curt nod of his blonde head, Katsuki finally allowed Eijiro to pull him to his feet. He sat him down in the wide padded chair. “Arms on the rests f’me,” and you watched as Katsuki did exactly as he was instructed, giving up the control he usually wielded, “Thank you, baby.” Eijiro brushed the blonde hair off his forehead and kissed him softly before getting to work with the rope. 

Katsuki might have been more precise and meticulous when tying you up but Eijiro also knew what he was doing. He focused more on your comfort than the overall aesthetic, so it didn’t surprise you when every few seconds Eijiro would check in with him, needing to know if anything was uncomfortable for him or too tight. 

When Eijiro was confident his rope work was done, he knelt and help Katsuki slip out of the sweats he’d been wearing before looking over his shoulder at you with a grin. “Get comfy, love, he’s all yours.” 

You wasted no time crawling right into Katsuki’s lap. There was no denying that you missed the way his arms would hold you, or how his hands were always so warm against your skin, but the groan he made when you settled over him, even with your panties still on, fuck, you’d missed it. You’d gotten used to his muscles being taught anytime he held you recently, even with the gloves on, his guard was up. But, the ropes seemed to provide him with an extra layer of safety that allowed him to really enjoy you once again. 

“Missed you…” Your warm breath on his neck sent goosebumps racing over his skin, and his mouth hung open when your lips made contact. Eijiro on the opposite side alright lightly nibbling at the sensitive spot just below his ear. 

All of you heard him strain against the ropes, peeking downward and watching his fingers flex. 

“Eager, isn’t he, little one?” 

“Mmhm,” You smiled while Eijiro teased and taunted, already feeling his aching cock right against your ass. 

You reached around and wrapped your fingers around him, swallowing his groan with a kiss while you delicately swiped the pre that escaped him right off his tip and down his shaft. “Eiji, baby, ‘s so hard already.” 

You could see those sharp teeth perfectly with the smile Eijiro wore, one of his hands moved from the back of Katsuki’s neck and into his hair. He had him by the roots, angling him back and you felt him twitch in your palm even as managed to spit a swear before Eijiro could kiss him. 

With his mouth occupied you continued to focus on his cock and sucking a chain of love marks down his porcelain skin, using your free hand to try and pull the collar of his shirt down as far as you could, but unable to properly reach his collarbones had you huffing in frustration. 

“’S the matter, baby?” Eijiro asked, his hand caressing your cheek. 

“Wish we took his shirt off before he got tied up.” 

“Oh, is that all?” That grin was back, “Lean back f’me, love, I can fix this.” 

You did what he said and pressed Katsuki’s cock right to your ass in the process making him suck his teeth, the both of you keeping eyes on Eijiro’s hands that came over the blonde’s shoulders and fisted the cotton fabric that covered his chest. 

He didn’t even have his quirk active, all he did was pull and the shirt never stood a chance. Hanging now in tatters off Katsuki’s frame, “Holy shit—!”, the both of you muttered in unison making Eijiro chuckle.

The action left your panties soaked and you really couldn’t wait any longer. Not even allowing yourself the time to stand and shimmy off your panties, you settled for just pushing them to the side and lining Katsuki up to your dripping cunt. 

His hands gripped the sides of the chair so hard that if you could have seen his knuckles, you were sure they would’ve been white. “Fuck, princess—! Slower, ‘s been a while.” You could tell it wounded his pride to admit but took your time sliding down his cock per his request.

“Could guide me if you had those hands free and just took off those gloves…” You teased him.

“Shut it.” 

“She’s right you know.” 

“Yeah, I get it!” 

You had him buried inside, feeling so full in his lap with your walls fluttering, and your hands resting on his chest. You kissed back up his neck, “Just tell me when I can move, baby, won’t go until you say so.” 

He sucked in a few deep breaths through his nose because if you moved too soon, he’d bust long before he was ready. So, he let you and Eijiro toy with him. Kissing, sucking, and nipping at his skin, all the light lingering touches until he just couldn’t take it anymore.

“Move.” 

“Nicer,” Eijiro demanded of him.

“Please, move.” 

You sweetly kissed his lips and lifted up off him just about halfway and then sank right back down to see how he’d do. The ropes strained again and it made you smile just knowing what he wanted to do. 

He didn’t forget his manners this time, “More, please.” And you graciously gave him whatever he asked. Letting him control you with words rather than physically. He had to communicate, he had to tell you what he wanted, what he needed. 

“Wanna see you.” He mumbled and it made you confused, all he had to do was tilt his head and he’d get a lovely view of the way his cock was vanishing inside you, but Eijiro knew what he meant.

He moved from his spot behind Katsuki, coming up behind you instead, “Think he wants these, baby,” His large fingers expertly pinched your nipples right through your shirt before his hands moved down to the hem. “Arms up for me.” He didn’t ruin your shirt like he’d done with your boyfriend’s. He lifted it off your body, kissing your shoulders once it was removed and giving Katsuki the perfect view of them bouncing as you kept on riding him. 

“Pinch ‘em again f’me, Ei. Like it when she squirms.” And he would’ve if you hadn’t told him no, both men instantly freezing. 

“If Kat wants that, he’s gotta do it himself.” 

“What!?” 

“You heard me,” You still lifted yourself up and down his shaft while you spoke, “No more being Eiji’s puppet master. If you wanna see something done to me, you’ve gotta take your armor off and do it yourself.” 

Katsuki might have looked like his world was just spun sideways but Eijiro was actually chuckling. “I think you’re onto somethin’, baby girl.” He kissed your temple while Katsuki sputtered. 

“The fuck she is!” 

“Calm down. She’s listened to every instruction you’ve given her, slow down, go harder, whatever you’ve asked for, she’s given. I think it’s only fair that you can’t ask me to do those things for you anymore.” 

Still, Katsuki’s jaw was set tight, and you knew he was pissed, that much was painfully obvious. What you could figure out was what he intended to do about it. 

His garnet eyes darted between you and Eijiro like he couldn’t actually believe the two of you were siding with each other on this. For a second you wondered if you might have pushed too far, that this might have been too much for him to handle. Fear crept in and your hips nearly stilled.

“Don’t you fuckin’ stop.” His words were practically a growl from someplace deep in his chest and you obeyed without a second thought. “Undo the binds.” Your walls clenched at the words and you knew you were in for it. 

The moment the ropes fell to the floor Katsuki was standing, using cool hands to wrap your legs around him, keeping his cock still buried deep. Eijiro was just a second behind him, grinning like it was his damn birthday all the way to the bedroom. 

Your back hit the mattress and before you let Katsuki do a single thing, you tapped the gloves, “Off.” 

He tore them from his hands, throwing them against the far wall, and then scalding, scared hands pulled you in.

They felt different. It wasn’t the fact it had been months since he’d had them on you, you’d remember his touch anywhere. He had new scars from explosions he’d caused over the weeks his hands had been in the gloves. The damage he’d inflicted upon himself.

Katsuki leaned down to kiss you before doing anything else. “They’re alright. They don’t hurt. Promise.” 

And he didn’t give you any more time to worry about it right then. He already had your hips up off the bed, “Getting in my fuckin’ way.” He ripped the panties that you never bothered taking off before using you like you were nothing more than a tool for his desires. 

You got exactly what you’d been craving, there wasn’t a part of you Katsuki left untouched. Rough fingers tugging at your nipples, making them pull with each harsh snap of his hips. He groped at your ass, pulled at your hair, and pushed your legs further and further apart. 

When one orgasm ripped through you he didn’t even falter. “Hell, princess, already?” He flipped you over, face pressed into a pillow and he positioned your ass exactly where he wanted it, watching your cum drip out and run down your thighs before pushing himself back in. 

He would’ve stayed upright, fucking you with both feet planted on the ground, had it not been for Eijiro bending him over top you. What you wouldn’t have given to see the look on Katsuki’s face when Eijiro bullied his cock inside him. Your ears were flooded by a guttural moan, and your hips were gripped so tightly that bruises were bound to show up within the hour. 

“Fuck, wait, Ei—!” Katsuki was twitching inside you and you waited for him to flood your cunt but he managed to hold off again. 

“Awe, too much for our KitKat?” 

You pushed the blond further, sitting on all fours, looking back at the two of them. Katsuki’s head dipped low, nearly resting on your back meanwhile, Eijiro teeth were sinking into his lower lip and you knew he was working his inches inside Katsuki little by little. 

“Ah, there ya go.” He ran a soothing hand over Katsuki’s back, “Now, be good f’us and fill our little one up.” He retracted his hips and eased, back in quicker than before, making Katsuki push into you as well, “She’s been so needy for you, baby.” Eijiro repeated the motion, quicker still, “Talkin’ about how much she misses your cock,” Another thrust, “Oh. And she really misses your fingers on that pretty clit of hers.” 

Katsuki didn’t need any more of a hint. Rough fingers were on your sensitive bundle of nerves in seconds and your arms gave way landing you on the pillow below that muffled your cry. 

With the way he moved, clearly not forgetting exactly what you liked, he was going to have you cumming for him again in record time. “Kat!” You have to turn your head for him to properly hear you, “Feel s’good, baby. Wanna cum f’you.” 

“You as— askin’ permission, princess?” Eijiro’s thrusts had him stammering and you just knew he wasn’t gonna last much longer either.

You nod your head but it wasn’t enough for either of them. “Words.” Both of them reminded you and you whined.

“Please! Please, yes, I’m asking!” 

Eijiro still had a good pace going, rocking the both of you with ease. He had Katsuki so close the man could barely form a sentence so, Eijiro took it upon himself. “Cum when Kat does, little one, hold out until then.” 

Katsuki can feel you practically sob, so close to the edge and not being allowed to let that cord snap. He kissed up your spine. “’M close, babe, just— fuck— hang on.” 

Katsuki’s head was pulled back from your ear, lightly this time by Eijiro’s hand. “Do you wanna cum, baby?” 

“Y-yes.” 

“Then ask me.” 

“Fu—“

“Ah-ah,” Eijiro cut him off, "I’ll drag this out for the both of you if you get your temper goin’. Try again.” 

“Wanna cum, Ei. Fuck, I want it. Please, can y’make me cum?” 

Sharp teeth were right against his earlobe. “Don’t let up on that clit of hers, understand?” 

In an instant his fingers worked even quicker than before to the point you weren’t sure if you’d be able to hold out like Eijiro had ordered but then those teeth sunk into Katsuki’s shoulder and the hand he’d had posted on your hip flew to the back of Eijiro’s neck to hold him in place. 

Your fingers fisted the sheets and Katsuki couldn’t keep his pace on your clit, instead, it was all jerky movements until his first rope of cum shot into you. And he had so much more to give. The way your orgasm milked him had him painting your walls white, filling you to the brim until his cum was leaking out and onto the sheets below. 

Eijiro kept his teeth embedded until he came too, just a minute or so later. 

Months ago, it used to be one of the boys who’d get up and make sure you had a warm towel to clean yourself up, or they’d be picking you up to take a bath, but not tonight though. 

Eijiro pulled himself out and then helped Katsuki ease out of you and let you slowly roll over onto your back. He waited until Katsuki was situated in your arms, his head resting comfortably against your chest, and only then did Eijiro cuddle in beside the two of you. One arm under your neck and the other across Katsuki’s back. 

You had both your hands playing with Katsuki’s blonde locks, running your fingers through them, scratching at his scalp. “Thanks.” He muttered and both you and Eijiro knew that covered so many different things. 

“Don’t have to thank us.” Eijiro started and let you finish with, “You’re worth fighting for, KitKat. We love you.” 

He snorted a laugh at the comments he deemed ‘too sappy’, and yet he was the one who, after insisting you all needed to shower, that he was gonna marry the two of you one day. 

[shorkbrian]

Idk if you write mythical creatures, but merman baku or kiri finding an injured reader on the beach👀👀 snatching her for a mate👀👀 add a dash of breeding kink👀👀👀 just a thought.

(Glad to see you’re back☺️ I’ve missed your writing!)

Okay but what about river mermaids Kiri and Baku? Baku would have the tail of a brown trout and Kirishima a salmon!!!! They wouldn't have the typical reproductive habits of fish cause they're half human, but mmmm they'd be so pretty

You were out kayaking, having some fun with your friends, laughing and splashing each other with your paddles as you floated down the river, dappled sunlight scattered onto your skin throughout the trees.

It was an unfamiliar route, so none of you knew to expect the rapids, the broiling, thrashing water that dragged you and your friends into the water, bashing your kayaks against the rocks. The cold had you all sputtering in shock, some of you inhaling the river water as you got tossed about.

Too loud to hear over the roar of water pounding against rocks, too hard to see your friends as water filled your eyes, your nose, your ears. Too difficult to stay conscious when the river threw you against a rock, having it’s way with your limp body as it carried you further along it’s path.

Waking up hurts.

The sun is too bright, birds chirping too loud nearby, skin itchy from dried mud on your limbs. Your head is pounding, throbbing to the beat of your heart as you force open your eyes, trying to blink away the blurriness.

As your eyes take in your surroundings, your attention is immediately drawn to two men sitting on the river bank, backs turned towards you. Had they rescued you from the rapids?

The water was still frothing in the river, churning and mixing into itself with strength, pulverizing anything it caught in it’s grasp. You could’ve died, you realize, blearily watching the water rush by.

“Hey…..” You try, but the sound your throat makes is wheezy, water clawing it’s way up your throat. You barely manage to roll to your side, coughing out the liquid in a desperate hack onto the ground.

A few deep breaths until you can roll back into the more comfortable position of lying on your back.

“You alright there sweetheart?”

“Shaddup, you don’t even know her, save the shitty pet names idiot”

You raise your hand, thumbs up, towards the two men at the riverbank. Too tired to use your voice and afraid of a repeat performance of water coming out instead of words.

The men were talking between themselves, voices getting closer, along with the odd noise of a wet blanket dragging against rocks. Did they manage to snag some of your gear?

“You’re lucky that you didn’t get hurt little lady, this river isn’t too kind to those like you.” The voice was right next to you, and as you opened your eyes you were met with two vastly different expressions.

The man on your right had concern in his eyes, brows furrowed as he looked you over, gaze concentrated on your head where it must’ve hit against a rock. His complexion was ruddy, hair a shocking red, slowly drying against his shoulders. He was pretty.

The man on your left was scowling, lip curled, arms crossed. He was shirtless, you noticed - they both were. This man was an attractive blonde, hair puffy around his head like a golden halo. You didn’t know if you were shivering from the cold, or the intensity of his irritated gaze.

“Um….. do you….. did you see any of my friends?”

“Those dipshits that were with you when you hit the rapids? Yeah, they got swept downriver. “ The blonde snorted, rolling his eyes.

“W… What?” Your speech was slurred as you struggled to get your arms under you, to sit up.

“Hey hey, they’ll be alright.” The redhead soothed, broad palms on your shoulders gently pushing you back down to the earth. “Bakugou wasn’t trying to spook you. Neither of us are. You’re doing really good so far.”

You let yourself be eased back down, closing your eyes again, noticing how sticky and dry your mouth was, smacking your lips together. “Do you have…. Uh…. Water?”

“Plenty right there-Oof!” The sound of someone getting the wind thwacked from their chest, and then silence. “I mean… Yeah, I’ll grab you somethin’ to drink.” The blonde, Bakugou moved away, accompanied by that strange dragging sound again.

The redhead chuckled. “He seems grumpy, but really Bakugou is a big softie.”

“Whats… what’s your name?” You asked finally feeling oriented enough to open your eyes, blinking up slowly at the man leaning over you. It was strange to see someone brighten so visibly when you asked a question.

“Kirishima! Eijirou Kirishima.” He beamed, and immediately you recoiled.

“Your-your teeth….?” Was all you could squawk, eyes wide.

“Oh, don’t worry, it’s not like I’ll hurt you or anything! Wanna feel ‘em?”

Before you could say anything, your hand was being dragged to his mouth, fingers stuffed inside. Kirishima lightly grazing three of your fingers with the tips of his pointed teeth, tongue flicking between the digits.

“Oi! Get her hand outta your mouth, ya’ horny fuckin’ bastard.” Bakugou yelled on his approach, and you took the momentary surprise to snatch your hand back to your chest, dripping saliva.

“Aw, we’re just gettin familiar, ain’t that right?” Kirishima smiled, and despite having your fingers in his maw mere seconds ago, you still flinched back at the sight of his sharp teeth.

“Yeah? What’s her name then?”

When Kiri fell silent, both men turned to you, question in their eyes. You mumbled your name, closing your eyes again. These guys were weird.

“I like it. Here.” Bakugou rumbled, before a flask was being pressed to your mouth, smooth hand slipping behind your head to lift it slightly, help you drink. You drank thirstily, water slipping over your lips and down your chin, onto your chest, spattering over your legs, unnecessarily cold.

Wait.

Where were your pants?

You patted your legs, flesh meeting flesh. Even your bikini bottoms were gone. How had you not noticed before?

“wghwait-“ You gurgled, pushing away Bakugou’s helping hand, eyes popping open as you sat up fully.

And then you froze.

Bakugou and Kirishima weren’t men.

Or maybe they were… but only from the waist up.

From the waist down, they had tails.

Kirishima’s looked like a salmon tail, bright red with green fins, bulky muscle visible underneath thick, flashy scales. Bakugou’s tail was yellow, brown spots dotting along it’s length, all sinewy and lean like a trout.

“What the fuck-“ You couldn’t help but scramble back, panic pitching your voice into a terrified screech

“Awh, you were doing so good at not freaking out.” Kirishima whined, planting an arm into the dirt and using it to propel himself forward, dragging the heft of his tail. That’s what that strange dragging sound had been - wet scales being dragged through the mud.

“No, no no no, this is not fucking-“

Bakugou grabbed a hold of your ankle as you tried to crabwalk backwards, away from the two…. Creatures. He had a smile on his face “I like her mouth, dirty little thing.”

You were too focused on Bakugou dragging both you and him back towards the water, towards the thrashing rapids, to notice Kirishima chuckling behind you.

“I knew I picked the right one out, all those other people looked so boring.”

“Stop! I don’t know what, or-or who you are but you gotta let me go, please, you can’t-“ They were going to eat you, tear your limbs apart piece by piece and feast on your flesh. Bakugou didn’t have razor sharp teeth like Kirishima, but you could see it now, those pearls slicing through your skin, blood gushing and turning the river red.

“We can, we will, and we want to.” Kirishima replied cheerily, dragging himself behind you now, there to grab you again if you somehow managed to wiggle out of Bakugou’s iron grip.

It was impossible, the blonde finally slipping into the river, a small, smooth area close to the bank, water still and calm next to the roar of the rapids. It was chilling, cold like the condensation on the outside of a glass of ice water in the heat of summer.

As soon as the water reached your knee, Bakugou yanking you further in, you couldn’t stop yourself, breath catching in your chest, mind screaming at you to fight.

“No!” With a last effort, you kicked out, foot connecting solidly with Bakugou’s chin, sending him into the water with a curse on his tongue and blood on his lips.

You grabbed at the mud of the bank, clawing your way up, out, away from whatever these-

“Heyyyy, that wasn’t too nice.” Kirishima’s hand snaked around your neck, the palm encircling almost the entirety of it. Barely any effort on his part and you were being pulled back down into the river, mud dirtying your skin as you squirmed and cried. “You might want to apologize-“ He sang, grinning at your gasp as you sank lower in the water.

It was too deep for you to stand, too muddy for you to see where the bottom was. The bank wasn’t close enough for you to grab onto, to leverage yourself back out.

Another hand snaked around your waist and you yelped, turning your head to find Bakugou had resurfaced, a glint in his eye and blood in his smile. “Goddamn, fiesty little bitch. She’s perfect.”

The two couldn’t help their wandering hands, squeezing and pulling at your flesh, especially interested in the parts of your body that they didn’t have - legs, tits, the folds of your cunt.

It was too much, too stressful, water getting in your mouth, being pushed and pulled as if you were caught in the rapids again.

“Kiri, hold her up, I wanna fuckin’ have a a taste.” Bakugou growled, already kissing along the nape of your neck, licking at your skin.

“No, NO, fuck…. Please!” You yelled, throwing your fists against Kirishima as the redhead manhandled you so you were supported by his body. “I don’t want this! PleASE!”

Neither of them listened.

Bakugou, now at your front, kissed down your neck, over each breast, following an imaginary trail of his own choosing down your stomach. They had inadvertently torn off your shirt while dragging you into the water, the only thing keeping you clothed.

It was laughably easy for the blonde to pry your legs apart, using his tail to swim forward until his shoulders were wedged between your knees, keeping you spread and on display.

“Stop this! Don’t-!” Kirishima’s hand slapped over your mouth, clammy skin pressed to your lips. He smelled like fish.

You couldn’t differentiate between the wet of the river and the wetness of Bakugou’s tongue as both licked up your legs, swirling against your skin in random patterns.

Feeling the rhythmic current from the beat of Kirishima’s tail behind your back reminded you of how inhuman these creatures were, how you were about to die by the hand of a myth, something unexplainable.

And then something warm and wet licked over the folds of your cunt, smooth hands grabbing at your ass to raise your hips a little higher. Bakugou was burying his face between your legs, throat rumbling in pleased moans as he tasted you with his tongue, swiping the muscle slowly to explore your lower lips.

You gasped against Kirishima’s palm, hands torn between clawing at the arms that held you hostage and pushing Bakugou’s head away. There were too many sensations, everything was too unexpected, your skin felt cold and warm at the same time. Head still aching from the concussion, dizzy and unstable.

When Bakugou circled his warm tongue around your clit, you couldn’t ’t help the electric zing that shot up your spine, arching your back and involuntarily shoving your hips against his face.

“Oh, she fuckin’ liked that, you see that shit she just did?” Bakugou pulled back just enough to gasp at Kirishima, before diving back in, tongue laving over the sensitive nub.

It was impossible to hear Kirishima’s reply, not with the blood circulating so quickly through your body. You felt his excitement on the skin of your back though, something slimy and hard, fleshy, rubbing against you.

Bakugou wasn’t finished, finding more ways to make you jolt and squirm and writhe in pleasure on his tongue. Sucking on your clit like a lollipop, leaving wet and messy kisses against your fluttering hole, teasing the tip of his tongue inside, wiggling it around and smiling when you clenched up at the intrusion.

His fingers were even worse, nimble and slender, easing inside one at a time, finding a spot inside you that made your stomach burn, hips twitching downward, unintentionally grinding on his face.

“Bakugou, I can’t hold back… lemme fuck her, please, I feel so full-“ Kiri breathed in your ear, his own hips working against your back with desperation.

“Shit, okay, I’ll hold her-“ And you were roughly passed over to the blonde, face first into his naked chest.

You couldn’t even take a breath, spare a glance backwards to see what was going to be entering you before Kirishima was pushing his way inside, cock bullying your walls with it’s width.

“Too big, ah! Ithurts!” You whimpered, eyes squeezing shut as you held onto Bakugou’s shoulders.

“Shhh, you can take it. You’ll look so good all round and full, gonna cum inside and make sure it takes.” Kiri babbled, his breath ghosting against your ear as he slid his cock back and forth inside you.

Bakugou pushed your hair back, smoothing out the strands so he could look at your face, red eyes narrowed and hazy with lust. “You’re so fuckin’ pretty, after Kiri’s done I’m gonna knock you up too. Gonna feel so goddamn good. Just you wait.... just you wait.”

[gglitch1dd]

A Wishful Time- Pt2

[Masterlist]

Context: In the peaceful village of Yuuie, you and your best friend, Katsuki, hope to catch the eye of the Alpha of your dreams. Kirishima Eijiro.

Note: This story is OMEGAVERSE. This story takes place in a historical non modern setting so please take note of that when it comes to the jobs in society that the characters take and how they act. Bakugou Katsuki is an OMEGA. Reader and him are AFAB but there IS smut this chapter

Warning: Attempted assault, SMUT, Tribbing basically, slick, wet dreams, big beefy alphas

Alpha warning: Todoroki Touya

“Good job, Momo.” You said as you wiped her forehead of sweat as she finally could breathe and relax for a moment.

The crying newborn pup was already in Gran Chiyo’s hands as she moved rather fast for a small old Omega in wiping the pup clean and making sure she was healthy. Inko took the afterbirth away while Katsuki brought her water, and you helped sit Momo up so that she could drink.

Katsuki rubbed her back as he held the cup for her. “You did so well. You can breathe now.” He told her softly and sweetly as he helped her drink.

Momo let out a sigh moving her head away indicating she had enough water. She gave Katsuki a gentle tired smile. “Thank you.” She sighed out. She then turned to Inko and Chiyo who were busy with the new pup and discarding of the afterbirth. Momo extended her arms to them, motioning for the newborn pup. “Bring him to me.” She spoke with a hint of urgency in her tone. “I want to see him.”

Chiyo gave her an old wrinkled smile as she shuffled over with the new pup in her arms, however upon closer inspection you realised there was an underlying sadness to it. You moved to the side, allowing Chiyo space to move the pup into their dam’s arms. “A girl.” She said. You saw Momo freeze as she slowly felt the weight of the baby in her arms. She looked down at the little girl pup, who cried wishing to feel her mother’s touch. “It’s a girl, Momo. A healthy baby girl.”

You felt the tension in the air shift as she looked down at the red haired Todoroki pup. She was rather small but had round cheeks. She let out soft whine, turning and tossing in her swaddle, searching for her dam’s skin. Momo looked down with an expression filled with anxiety covered up with a smile. “But... but they want a boy.” She stated as she looked up to you all with tears burning in her eyes. “The Todorokis they... they want a boy. Head Alpha wants a boy for his son, I can’t give Shoto a girl.” She let out in quiet fear.

You put a hand down on her carefully, moving closer beside her. You knew how strict some household were, especially how some Alphas were. The likelihood of certain genders ending up Alphas in their bloodline was a heavy factor. You looked down at her sympathetically, Katsuki moving in closer to her releasing more of his sweet scent to try and calm her down. You smiled sadly. “Maybe this is what fate has decided, what the heavens have gifted you with.” You stated optimistically.

Katsuki nodded his head, a look of certainty on his face. “The stars don’t make mistakes. They gave you this girl for a reason.” He spoke with a determined look on his face. “She might just surprise you.” He motioned down to the newborn.

Momo smiled through the tears up at the two of you, before looking down at the little pup. She moved the shoulder of her night gown, allowing her left breast out. She moved the pup to access her chest. Just like you were all taught in your Omegan classes, she managed to latch the pup onto her, allowing the pup to feed. She smiled down at her with a coo, moving her up and down in her arms. She smiled letting the tears fall as she felt the soft skin of her first pup. “Hi.” She spoke softly.

It was a beautiful moment, and you could never get enough of seeing it. The first moment an Omega fed their pup. It was intimate and binding. It was pivotal to the growth of a pup and almost the change into a dam for the Omega. You looked to Katsuki who nodded his head as well.

Interrupting the moment was a knock on the door. Inko looked up from what she was doing and walked over to the door. She opened it to find Shoto and Enji. Immediately Momo froze as she clutched the little girl closer to her. “Head Alpha.” Inko bowed her head. “Shoto.”

Before Shoto could speak, Enji spoke first. “The pup?” He asked loudly.

She glanced back at the two of you, she motioned for the two of you to leave out the room. You nodded. You gave Momo a supportive squeeze and Katsuki gave her a nod as the two of you made your way outside, your jobs done for the time being. You kept your heads down as not to draw attention to yourselves much and not to disrespect Enji. You allowed the two Alphas and their family inside before walking out yourselves.

Inko closed the door for a moment, looking to the two of you. "Well done, you two. We’ll keep an eye on Momo and the pup, you two go get some rest.” She told you with her hands on the front of her apron. Her hair was pushed back with a white cloth, something the four of you had to symbolise that you helped take part in the birth of a pup.

Katsuki hummed with a nod. “Alright. Call us if you need anything.”

She chuckled with an adoring smile over to the blond Omega. “Of course. Now go along home, now. It’s getting late.”

You both grabbed your baskets and headed out of the Todoroki’s residence. The sun had already set and the two of you were headed back to your place. It wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to stay over at each other’s houses. Your parents trusted each other enough to allow you to sleepover.

Katsuki and you always walked close together, arms conjoined not ever wanting to be separated for too long or too far away from each other. “Momo is so blessed.” You spoke softly, being mindful of the soft sounds of the houses around you, families having dinner inside their homes.

Katsuki nodded his head. “She is. A pup with a mate from a strong family like the Todorokis’.” He stated as he focused forward. “Well… strong but not as strong as the Kirishimas.”

You giggled amusedly as he giggled along side you. “Being with a Kirishima would be a dream.” You sighed as you looked up at the endless dark blue sky with stars in the sky. 

“Imagine if we ended up as sister wives?” You turned to Katsuki surprised. He had a sort of soft look on his face. “Together, serving our Alpha and our house. Mated together, claimed together, bred together, dams together, always together.” Katsuki had a gentle blush on his face as he tightened his grip on your hand. He looked away from you, blushing up a storm but pretty content enough in the idea not to be embarrassed. He shrugged. “Just… just a selfish dream of mine.”

You stared at him in surprise. You carefully eased as you smiled. “Then let’s be selfish.”

Katsuki turned to you, red eyes wide in surprise. Large beautiful eyes, almost as if art themselves, looked at you. You paused as you looked to him in the moonlight, his sandy blond hair seemed to almost be illuminated by the moonlight. Pale flawless skin, crimson red eyes, soft lips, a beautiful enticing scent. Katsuki was beautiful in every sense of the word and in every sense of his capacity. He couldn’t help but remember that.

You motioned for him to follow you down the dirt road. “Come on. I’ll whip up some nice sandwiches for us before bed with tea to warm us up.”

Katsuki was still for a second before nodding his head with a smile. “That would be nice.”

The Alpha kept his body on top of you, making sure you wouldn’t be crushed by the weight and sheer size of his body. His breaths were heavy and warm, his hot tongue moved over your neck, scenting you in the process. You couldn’t help but to release a keen. A rumble forced its way out of his chest, a loud approving sound at your noises. “Omega~” He let out lowly, his lips trailing your neck. You could feel the tension between your legs growing stronger as your abdomen fluttered in knots. You needed his knot. You needed him. You needed what he could give you. One of his hands moved to trail down your body to your hip. “My Omegas…”

That’s when you felt another set of smaller yet warm hands move over your body. A purr erupted from behind you as you felt a nuzzle to the back of your neck. Hands moved over your breast, pinching your nipples, ripping a gasp from you before moving down again. You pushed into the hands, loving how soft they were and how much they knew your body.

The Alpha was between your legs, his hand gripping your thigh, forcing them apart. You could feel the heat of his thick sex. You just needed him to push in. You needed him deep inside you. He was so close… so close.

You took in a sharp breath as you woke up, eyes wide as you lay in bed. You looked around at where you were. It was still dark, the moonlight still shining into your room as you were wrapped up in the furs and blankets of your nest. Katsuki lay next to you, motionless and seemingly still asleep. You didn’t have as much furs or blankets as Katsuki did for his nest at his home, but he never complained, seemingly preferring to be in yours than his own.

You turned to look up at the ceiling and sighed. Your heart was still thrumming in your chest and you could smell the pang of arousal in the air from your dream and the effect it had on your body. You put a hand to your chest, feeling your heartbeat practical jump out of your chest.

Ever since you presented, the dreams had started. Inko and Yua had told you and the rest of your Omegan classmates that it was normal for Omegas until they found a mate. The dreams started out innocent, all you ever knowing being cute court dates and being kissed under the moonlight by an alpha double your size. Then they started getting more heated the older and more knowledgeable you became. Dreams of an Alpha way too close to make you breath properly for your own good.

Your hear finally stopped racing as you tried to calm yourself down so that you could fall back asleep. As you shifted again, you froze at the feeling. You carefully moved your hand down your white nightgown. You moved it underneath the hem of your night gown, and up your thighs. You paused at the warm sticky feeling at your inner thighs.

Slick.

You couldn’t help but press forward, a finger against your moist slit that was still aching for attention and covered in slick. You closed your eyes with a silent breath.

“You’re thinking too loud, idiot.” You turned in surprise to Katsuki. His eyes slowly opened as he looked to you, tired cat like eyes staring back at you.

You forced a little smile, “Did I move too much?”

He shook his head tiredly. “No.” He let out lowly. He moved in closer to you, putting his head in the crook of your neck. He buried his face there away from your eyes. “But it seems that…” He took your free hand and moved it closer to him. Your face went warm as you felt the warm skin of his thigh, as he moved your hand higher and higher to his sex. Heavy slick doused on his own thick warm lips. “even our dreams are similar.” He whispered against your neck.

“Katsuki…” Your voice was breathy as you weren’t exactly sure on what to say.

He moved a hand to your cheek. You turned to each other for a second, the tension high and the connection between the two of you was desperate.

He leaned forward and placed a kiss to your lips. You let out a held in breath, pushing forward for more. You both weren’t exactly sure how to kiss still, even though you had done so yourselves a few times before, but you got by enough that it was nice. Everything you did was just based off of feeling good and the trust you had in each other and handling each other’s bodies.

You felt Katsuki move to shift over on top of you, straddling you. He moved his lips to your scent glands, kissing over the sensitive area making you sigh. You moved your hands down to the end of his night gown, pushing it up to just his midsection and you did the same with your own. Carefully, Katsuki pushed down against you, your clit against his. You both sucked in a breath at the feeling of your warm sexes against one another.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you slowly felt him, grind his body down against your own. You bit back a sound as you reached up and licked over his scent glands. Katsuki bit down on his bottom lip, a muffled whine coming out. Katsuki was always making a noise, and you both knew you didn’t need to alert the others in your home with your secrets of pleasure.

You pushed up against him, you both grinding against one another. You didn’t know much better or much worse, but it got what you both wanted done good enough. More than good enough. You held his hips down as he moved a top of you. Bakugou moved closer to you, moving to keep his head buried in the crook of your neck to muffle his sounds and to keep as quiet as much as possible. You both had one thought in mind, trying to get rid of the awful tension inside of you, begging for an Alpha.

You heard the soft whines from Katsuki. You wrapped your arms around him, feeling his body as easily as you could. The feeling of his sex against yours was euphoric and enough to make more slick drip out of you. The sticky sound between the two of you was muffled by the blankets around you but was still easily heard enough by the both of you to have you clench on nothing.

You turned your head up to the ceiling, letting your hot heavy breaths out into the open. You felt Katsuki move his hands over to your body, keeping himself pressed against you as his warm skin was up against yours. “Y/N…” He let out in a needing whisper, so quiet and yet so desperate.

“Katsuki…” You whispered back in response as you felt the tension within you build, forcing you to press against him harder. It seemed as though Katsuki was in the same boat, shifting to move your nightgown up and out of the way once more as continued. You groped at his ass hard, the fat of his round bubble butt seeping through your fingers as you did so. Katsuki groaned into the blanket, pushing back into your grasp, wanting.

You were so close. So close. You just couldn’t afford to stop.

Katsuki’s hips stuttered with a keen as he reached his own high first, his hips moving hard against you and that was enough to knock you over the edge. With a gasp you found yourself coming. You wrapped your arms around him, keeping him clinging to you as your thighs shivered and your sex twitched in pleasure.

Finally you both came down from it. Katsuki resting on top of you, with his eyes closed as he lay on top of you. Warm slick dripped from Katsuki’s sticky cunt onto your own making you gasp as your slick mixed together. The air was filled with your scents heavy and laced with pleasure and content morphed together.

Katsuki carefully moved back to beside you, his arms keeping a hold of you to keep you against him.

You opened your eyes to meet his tired gaze. Katsuki looked to you with a crimson half lidded gaze filled of content. He put his forehead against yours, taking a moment with you. You couldn’t help the soft giggles that bubbled out of your chest and neither could Katsuki.

It was still early in the morning when the two of you had gone to the well to fetch water. You carried the wooden water buckets, one each, as you tracked over to a part of the village where the well was.

Most of the village was just waking up and the streets were still mostly empty with the occasional Omega walking by to go do the washing or walking back with their own full buckets of water too.

Katsuki put down the bucket he was holding against the stone wall pf the well. He looked down at the water in the well before looking up at the hook. You handed him the bucket you were holding. He put the handle of the bucket onto the hook.

“There’s more water today.” Katsuki said as he carefully took a hold of the rope and lowered down the bucket to the water line.

You moved over to the wall of the well, looking down with high brows. “There is. That’s good news.” You spoke optimistically.

Katsuki frowned with a hum. “Or a flood.” He entertained as he looked down concerned.

“There hasn’t been a flood in over a decade, Katsuki.” You reminded him as you put your hands to the rope as well. You both started pulling the rope, watching as the wheel turned to slowly pull up the heavy bucket of water.

Katsuki left you to hold up the bucket as he pulled the bucket closer onto the edge of the wall of the well, before unhooking it and lowering it down to the ground.

You both had one more bucket left. Katsuki was about to hook the bucket before you both heard a whistle. The particular tune made the hairs at the back of your neck stand up and made you go stiff. You both turned around to see him. He had his hands in his pockets as he whistled and walked over to the two of you. His white hair was vivid in the early morning light as he seemed to walk rather languidely towards the both of you. A tired smirk was on his face as he faced the two of you. “Well, look what I have here. Two little Omegas all alone.” He spoke mockingly as he walked over to you.

You frowned as you faced him fully. Bakugou put down the empty bucket and let out a hiss to him, in warning for him to stay away from the two of you. You took his hand and moved Katsuki behind you. “Touya.” You spoke softly, keeping your head down.

The only reason you did that was because you knew that Todoroki Touya was the eldest son of Todoroki Enji. He was an Alpha who wasn’t very loved by the Omega population of the village. Although he was rather forceful in a lot of his advances, he was smart and he did what he had to for the village, or at least for his own selfish interest as wanting to be the next Head Alpha.

Touya was slow, his cold blue eyes on the two of you. “You know, it’s not safe for the two of you to be out here all alone. Omegas shouldn’t go out without their Alphas.” He advised as he took another step forward making you both uncomfortable. Katsuki glared as he leaned down forward towards the both of you. “You could run into someone dangerous.”

Katsuki held your hand tighter as he tightened his glare. “We are fine.” He defended.

The taller Alpha tilted his head as he looked down at the two of you. “You know...” He started as he looked at the both of you with a look in his eyes that made you feel uncomfortable. His eyes racking your bodies like you were meat on a silver platter. You moved closer to Katsuki. “As the next Head Alpha of the pack, I need an Omega or two for my benefit...” A low growl was at the back of his throat as he moved in closer to the two of you. “Two beautiful Omegas to keep my bed warm, bare my pups and run my house. So what do you say? Finally want to take my proposal?”

Katsuki barred his tiny fangs as he stepped forward. “We would never serve an Alpha like you.” He defended, stepping away from you to stand in front of you.

Touya raised an eyebrow. Before you could understand what was going on, you saw the white haired Alpha grab Katsuki and force him against him. Katsuki let out a trill in shock as his back was forced against Touya’s front, forced by a firm hand to the neck. Katsuki struggled, gripping at Touya’s warm hand trying to force himself out of his grip.

You trilled out in distress. “Katsuki!”

Touya held onto Katsuki’s neck tighter with a growl, forcing Katsuki’s cheeks together. “You really think you’re smart, huh?” He growled down at him viciously. “You think you have any say on the matter? One word to my father and-” Suddenly you saw Katsuki bite down on Touya’s hand viciously. The Alpha let out a growl, but kept a tight hand on Katsuki. “You little-” With a tight grip to the front of Katsuki’s shirt. The blond tried to tug away, trying to break free of his hold with hisses. That’s when Touya got an idea and ripped open Katsuki’s shirt. Instantly the blond started to freeze as a rush of fear went down his back at the action. His scent went sour as his heartbeat increased. “You want to be treated like a bitch, then I’ll treat you like one.”

You let out a loud trill, looking for something, anything to help Katsuki. You quickly grabbed the empty bucket on the ground and moved over behind him. With all your might you swung it high to hit him in the back of the head. Touya swore as he cupped the back of his head, letting go of Katsuki. You quicky grabbed Katsuki and held him away from Touya, keeping his front to you as the blond tried to keep his shirt together.

You held onto Katsuki possessively. “Leave us alone!”

Touya flicked his gaze back to you, pupils thin in anger as they locked onto you. It felt as though a bucket of cold water went over you both as you slowly retreated back away from him. He let out a low growl standing back up straight as he neared the both of you.

Suddenly you saw a flash of black and Touya was gone. A loud growl rang through the area and finally more bystanders found their way towards you. On the ground nearby was Eijiro and Touya. Eijiro had him pinned down to the ground in pure rage as he held down Touya. Eijiro’s pupils thinned in anger as he kept his gaze stuck on Touya as he barred his sharp teeth and canines in a loud growl of pure rage. Touya barred his canines back, trying to assert back dominance again. Touya tried fighting back against the large black-haired Alpha but Eijiro forced him back on the ground roughly with a loud roar to his face, large canines dripping in venom.

Immediately running over to the scene was the large sire of Eijiro, Takeo Kirishima. The large Alpha who was an older but splitting image of his son, looked over to make sure his son was winning the brawl before turning to the both of you. His ruby eyes stayed stuck on you both as he neared the two of you in worry. He let out a grunt, checking in on the both of you, sniffing close to you to make sure you were both alright.

You let out a chirp, in gratitude. Katsuki opened his mouth to reply but then a whine escaped his throat at the sting in his neck. He clutched at his shirt, trying to stay modest and keep his chest out of sight as he kept his hands to his front. Takeo took notice of it. He scowled, clearly unimpressed with what had happened before him and his son arrived. He knew that Touya did that, there was no need to question who else it could be. You held Katsuki closer to you in worry, rubbing your forehead against him to try and comfort him.

You both watched as Eijiro was punching the lights out of Touya, clearly with the intent of killing. His large body towered over his as his eyes seemed almost made up that Touya was a dead man. His muscles rippled as he pounded at the skinnier Alpha.

Soon running over was Enji as a bigger crowd came into view. He let out a loud growl, quieting the crowd but not stopping Eijiro. Enji scowled as he stood nearby. “Eijiro.” he let out lowly in warning, trying to get the young Alpha to stop but Eijiro didn’t.

Before Enji could get fed up, Takeo stepped forward with a low growl. “Eijiro.” The young Alpha paused as he whipped his head to his sire. Eijiro was breathing heavily as he was hunched over Touya, his large hands gripping the Alpha harshly, knuckles covered in blood that wasn’t his own. Takeo, motioned with his head to come over. “Leave.” He commanded. Eijiro glared back at a bloody nosed, Touya but let go of him and walked over to his sire. The sight made Enji furious.

Although Head Alpha, there was only one person that the Kirishimas listened to and that was the Head of their family, currently, Kirishima Takeo. With a family full of Alpha primes, it was a wonder how come the Kirishimas weren't the Head Family of the pack. It was one of the reasons Enji hated Takeo. The Kirishimas were just a family that had to be respected, just as much and if not more than them. As farmers, the Kirishimas knew what the common family went through and even then only had the best interest of the pack in mind.

Touya got up with the help of Natsuo and Fuyumi, a growl coming out of his chest. Before he could lunge back at Eijiro, Takeo let out a loud threatening growl, warning him not to even try it. The older Alpha glared back at him, his red eyes saying more than he did.  It caused Touya to pause before scowling and looking away from him. Takeo flicked his gaze to Enji, who met his gaze. Cold blue met ruby red.

Takeo scowled. “Meeting, this evening.” He spoke simply. Enji didn’t say anything, but he clearly didn’t ignore what Takeo said either. Takeo didn’t wait for a reply as he moved back to you and Katsuki.

Eijiro let out a soft whine in worry as he neared the two of you. Takeo noticed Katsuki shirt again. He took off his own shirt, finding very little use in the thing and handed it to the two of you. Know Katsuki and knowing how much this situation would affect him, and you, he didn’t say a word, just turning around and folding his arms over his chest as he glared at anyone who wanted to peak at you both. A low growl thrown over at anyone who dared. Eijiro instantly did the same thing, the two Alphas blocking out with their large bodies any peaking eyes to the two of you.

Katsuki let out a breath as he felt finally safe for a moment. He glanced at you. You nodded your head urging him to put it on. Katsuki looked at the large tunic. He carefully slipped it over his own torn one. It consumed him like a dress, but it covered his chest and hid everything away. He lifted up the collar of the shirt up to his nose, before taking an inhale. He then motioned for you to come take a sniff too. It smelled like Eijiro’s scent but not quite. It was warm and felt comforting, like something warm and savoury. It was comforting. It wasn’t Eijiro’s, but it was close enough.

Katsuki straightened up and let out a chirp, taking the attention of the two Kirishima Alphas. Takeo turned back first before Eijiro. Noticing that you were both dressed modestly now and covered, he motioned to the two of you. “Home.” he stated simply. He motioned for you and Katsuki to go first. You then both assumed a place between both Kirishimas. You waddled your way back to the well where one of your broken buckets were.

Ignoring the broken bucket, you moved to pick up the heavy water bucket that was filled. However, Eijiro took it from you effortlessly with one hand. Katsuki stood over the broken bucket that you had used to hit Touya in the back of the head with. He frowned at the sight of it. He didn’t want to be the cause you didn’t have another bucket anymore. He picked up the broken pieces with a bothered look  on his face.

Before he could say anything he set forward again, with you and the two Kirishima Alphas. It was an odd sight. You, Katsuki and two towering thick muscled Alphas who looked like they were ready to attack anything and anyone who came near you two. One could smell the possessiveness on the two of them, almost as if they were on alert for your security. You appreciated it though.

You had heard many things and experienced many things when it came to Kirishima Takeo. He was a lovely Alpha and a loving sire too. You remembered as a pup he used to play around with all of you, chasing you around and rough housing with all of you. He was always so caring, always offering help to people and families that needed it. Even when his Omega was pregnant, you had heard from Inko that he always took the time to rub her feet because he appreciated her so much.

Sooner rather than later, you reached back to your home, faster than it would have to walk to the Bakugous two blocks down. Takeo knocked on the door for your home, waiting for Aizawa to come out.

The first to appear was Hitoshi, who looked still rather tired this early in the morning. However at the sight of you, Katsuki in a shirt that wasn’t his, a broken bucket and two Kirishimas, he knew something was either wrong or it was the beginning to a bad tavern joke. Without even a word, he left to find Aizawa. It didn’t even take a minute and Aizawa appeared at the door. He motioned for you and Katsuki to go inside as he stayed outside to talk to the Kirishimas.

Hizashi was inside as he motioned for the two of you to come forward. Aizawa folded his arms as he talked outside to Takeo and Eijiro. Hizashi flocked the two of you upstairs to your bedroom, away from the Alphas that were talking together. His blond eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he glanced a the two of you. “What happened? Why are the Kirishimas here?” He asked concerned.

Before you could talk, Katsuki spoke first. “Nothing happened.” He stated as he turned to walk back to go to your wooden chest with all your clothes.

Hizashi furrowed his eyebrows before turning to you. You waved it down, silently telling him that you would tell him later. He hesitated but he nodded his head. As Hizashi left the two of you, closing the door slightly, you turned to Katsuki. You were silent for a moment as you put your hands in front of you. You let out a sigh as you walked over to him.

You gently placed a hand on his shoulder making Katsuki pause. “Katsuki…” He was deadly still. You moved another step forward. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“Katsuki.”

“I’ll make sure to buy you a new bucket.”

“Katsuki.”

“Y/N, I said I’m fucking f-” Just as he turned around you, moved to hold the back of his neck and you pulled him into a hug. You kept him close to you as you buried his face in your neck as you released comforting pheromones. At first Katsuki didn’t move as he was in your embrace, but then you felt him shiver in your grasp. You tightened your arms around him as you comforted him.

Katsuki moved his hands to clutch at the back of your shirt as he buried his face closer to you. You knew how much he didn’t want you to see him crumble but you also knew that you were the only one that he allowed himself to cry in front of other than his dam. You carefully moved him over to your nest. Katsuki held onto you, burying his face in your chest as hiccups bubbled out of his chest. You tried keeping in your own cries as you held him, allowing him to just process what he was feeling.

Hisashi stood outside your door with a frown on his face at the smell of sadness from your scents and the sounds of Katsuki’s cries that he tried to muffle. He frowned as he turned to walk back downstairs once more. Aizawa stood outside with Takeo, their voices low as they spoke amongst one another. To his right, the blond Omega noticed Eijiro had put down the bucket of water that you and Katsuki had fetched. He now stood in the doorway of the kitchen looking up at the staircase at the crippled trills and cries from you and Katsuki.

A whine escaped the tall Alphas throat as he frowned, his large shoulders lowered in sympathy and worry as he looked up. He let out a soft rumble from his chest, looking almost as if he wanted to go upstairs to comfort the both of you.

Hizashi smiled at the young Alpha. He put a hand on Kirishima’s arm, taking his attention. He didn’t have to say much to see the worry in his round ruby eyes. “They’ll be okay.” He spoke gently. “Thank you for brining them back home.” He spoke words that he hoped were relevant. “You did good, Eijiro. Good job.” He praised, patting his arm.

Eijiro perked up at the praise. He smiled. He bowed his head in gratitude before flicking his head back up to the top of the stairs. Without prompt, Eijiro let out a rumble from his chest as he took off his shirt. Hizashi’s eyes widened in surprise at the action. Eijiro held up the soft cotton tunic to his neck. He rubbed his scent on it, a low rumble erupting from his chest as he soaked the shirt in his scent.

He handed over the shirt to Hizashi. “Y/N and Katsuki.” He urged. Hizashi’s light apple green eyes widened in surprise of the gesture. He looked down at the shirt in shock before looking up at the large Alpha again. Eijiro looked particularly eager as he motioned to the tunic again. “Help. I wanna help.”  He urged from Hizashi.

The blond Alpha softened at the gesture. He wasn’t sure if the two of you would accept it, not sure if you would even want it near your nest or not. He took the tunic and motioned for Eijiro to follow him. “Come on, big guy, just be quiet okay?” Eijiro nodded his head eagerly and obediently.

The large black haired Alpha followed Hizashi as quiet as he could for an Alpha of his size. He seemed to be barely containing his excitement as he looked around eagerly. Hizashi paused as he stood by your door. He raised a hand, motioning for Eijiro to stop, making sure that he couldn’t see your nest or anything inside. It was taboo for an Alpha to even see an Omegas nest without permission or without courting one another. Hizashi disappeared into the room for a moment.

Hizashi handed over the shirt to you. You looked up at him in surprise. He seemed rather encouraging of he item, before quickly leaving, as Katsuki had hidden his face away from Hizashi. You watched the older Omega leave your room with confusion written on your face. You tilted your head in confusion as you looked down at shirt.

You didn’t know who’s shirt this was, maybe Aizawa’s? You lifted it to your nose but immediately stilled. Katsuki sensed the change in demeanour instantly. He looked up with red eyes from crying. He noticed your eyes on the shirt in your one hand. Taking Katsuki by surprise, you released a loving purr from your chest. You looked down at the item adoringly. Katsuki shifted closer, taking a sniff. That’s when he noticed the scent coming from the shirt.

It smelled savoury and comforting. Woodland with a hint of something else. Something warm that you couldn’t put your finger on. But you knew this scent. You both adored this scent. It belonged to an Alpha that wasn’t yours but who you both wished was.

Purrs came from the both of you as you put the item between the two of you, loving the third scent missing from the mess of scents that was around you.

You both perked up in surprise at a sound. You both turned to the door. Although closed, you heard a rumble. A deep rumble from the other side of the door that you knew only belonged to one Alpha. Immediately you perked up at the sound, looking to the door as if he would appear at any moment. Katsuki gripped the bundles of blankets and furs underneath you, looking as if he wanted to fly to the other side of the door to Eijiro.

“Eijiro!” Eijiro turned his head back to downstairs, where his sire was calling him. He hesitated, looking between the door and back downstairs. He slowly let go of the door with a soft croon. He turned back to Hizashi and nodded his head. He left the door, heading back downstairs. He moved back outside beside his sire. Takeo looked at his son with a tilt of the head, noticing his shirt was gone. Eijiro tilted his head back confused as to what was the problem, with a chuft. Takeo rolled his eyes and turned back to Aizawa.

“After dinner?” Aizawa asked. Takeo nodded his head with an agreeing chuft. Aizawa nodded his head. “Consider it done.” Takeo motioned to Eijiro to follow him as the two of them made their way away from the front door. “Takeo!” The large Kirishima paused, turning to look back at Aizawa. Aizawa had his arms folded over his arms. “You have my support, and thank you, again. To you and your son.”

Takeo was quiet for a moment before shrugging his broad shoulders. “Were it my daughters in trouble, I would have expected someone to do the same.” He explained. With another nod of his head, he continued on forward with Eijiro following after him.

Aizawa was silent for a moment, watching the two Kirishimas leave. Part of him was worried at what might transpire at the meeting tonight, and yet another part of him didn’t care. It was the Kirishimas who came here to tell him what happened, not the Todorokis and that was enough for him.

-Glitch1d

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A/N ::: There are a couple of people who are wholly responsible for me going off the rails like this. Thank you … I think you know who you are. I’ve NEVER dabbled in anything like this. Daydreaming or writing. So this is all very new territory to me. Cut me some slack. I know very little about this dynamic. This might be the beginning of something, it might be the last time I ever write about anything like this. I don’t know. I will list the C/W as thoroughly as I can.

TW ::: Piss stuff and a sexual relationship between DD's/lg. If that bothers you, kindly back away slowly.

C/W ::: F!reader (adult, 30’s), DD’s(2)/lg, yes, 2 daddies, separate sleeping quarters for DD’s and lg, piss denial (is that a thing?), Daddy Ei = Daddy Eijiro, Sir = Katsuki, very very slight age play/age regression (like, very little), pet names, sweetheart, good girl, sweet girl, baby girl, sweets, angel, sweet little, sweet little girl, oral F!->M & swallowing, slight exchange of precum from kiss, unprotected P->V, more F!->M oral, hair pulling, cuddling/aftercare. I think that covers it all. If I missed anything that you think is important, let’s talk. I’ll see what I can do. 

WC ::: Just under 2500.

You woke up in your bed across the hall from your daddy's room. It was curious how you ended up there because you distinctly remember falling asleep in their bed, between the 2 huge men. The sky cast a gray gloom throughout the space. But that didn't dull the cute and bright decorations they had put up all around on the walls for you.

There were no noises coming from anywhere else in the house. Did they know you were awake? Were they awake? "Daddy Ei? Sir? I have to go potty. Can someone come get me please?" You used your words. Politely. Just like they had both drilled into your little brain so many times before. Sometimes gently, sometimes more rough. But you knew it all came from a place of love.

Eijiro disentangled himself from Katsuki's arms. "Our sweet girl is up. You want me to take care of her?" He whispered into Kats' ear after he kissed his cheek a couple of times to rouse him from his sleep. "Stay. You had a late night, I'll get up and get her." Eijiro tossed the blankets off of his warm, naked body and padded across the cold hardwood floor. Your room was across the hall from theirs. They liked it that way so they could easily hear you if you needed them for anything.

"Daddy Ei, Sir!? I - I gotta -" Eijiro peeked his head through the door and into your room. Your face lit up when you saw his wild red hair and the soft smile that graced his sweet face.

"I'm here, I'm here, sweet little girl. What do you need, now? Tell daddy what you need, baby." His half-hard cock bobbed side to side with each step he took toward you. He was tying his mane of hair back with a band. And his arms stretching up like that only accentuated the muscles of his arms and torso. You couldn't help but stare at him. A little string of drool that had been pooling in the corner of your mouth slipped past your freshly wetted lips.

"Daddy." You stood at the edge of your bed and raised up your arms to him. He bent over and wrapped his long limbs around your waist and hoisted you up so your legs wrapped around him. His cock was harder now than when he walked in and you could feel it brushing against your ass.

"Good morning, sweet little. Did you have good dreams last night? Where's my morning kiss, hm?" You wiggled in his arms, excited by the invitation to kiss him. "What's got you so excited this morning, huh? Were you lonely last night? Poor baby. Maybe tonight Sir will say it's ok for you to sleep in bed with us?" You nodded furiously at the prospect of getting to spend the night with both of them.

"Gotta pee, daddy. Pee with me?" Eijiro kissed your forehead and carried you through the hall to him and Kats' room. You slid down the front of his body to the floor. Your pussy brushed over his abdomen and it made you shiver with pleasure. "But ... gotta pee."

"You're so sensitive this morning, baby girl. D'ya think you can wait to go potty? Here. Down ya go, onto the bed." You stood there while he pulled your panties down. "Oohh, your panties are even wet. Do you need your daddies? Hm, right after you wake up you need your daddies to make you feel good? Come on, lay down. Be my good girl. Let’s see if we can’t all make each other feel good, yeah?” His voice was so soft against your ear. It made you melt right down where he laid you. 

Eijiro stood at the edge of the bed, presenting himself like it was Christmas morning. You wrapped your hands around it, bringing his cock to your mouth and you looked up at him while slowly sucking on the dark pink tip like it was your favorite pacifier. "That's my good girl. Fuck, that's right, baby. Suck that cock like you need the milk. Uh-huh, yesss baby girl. Good girl, good girl." Eijiro played with his balls while you swirled your hands around the base of his dick and rolled your eyes back into your skull as your cheeks hollowed out around him.

Eijiro follows your mouth as you move to the middle of the bed and lay down next to Katsuki. He's awake but his eyes are closed. "Oi, what's this shit I hear about her being "my good girl"? 'S too damn early in the morning for that kinda talk. She's our good girl. Don't make me tell you again or there'll be consequences." Katsuki rolled over beside you as you continued working your lips around Eijiro. He took your chin in his hands and pulled you off of his cock with a pop. He kissed your slobbery, precum covered lips. "Good morning, sweets. Are you making daddy Ei feel good?"

You nodded, "Mm-hm. I wanted to help him, too. Do ..." Your voice and eyes trailed off from Katsuki. Feeling too shy to even ask him what you wanted. Katsuki laughed and took your hand and placed it over his heart.

"Ya wanna ask me something, sweetheart? You started to say something but stopped." Ever the observant man, he read you like a book.

"I - I wanted to know if you wanted to feel good, too, Sir." He smiled down at you. "You are such a good girl. Asking if I want to feel good, too. Yes. Of course I do. I love it when you make me feel good. Do you want to be in here, just you and me? Or do you want daddy Ei here, too?" You squealed with joy and put your arms up. Katsuki lifted your nightgown from your head slowly and gently. It made you feel so safe and loved when he was like this with you.

You moved up onto his lap. Your clothes discarded and his arms wide open, you climbed up onto his large legs, straddling his lap. "Like this, Sir?"

He hummed in approval. "Mmm-hmm. Just like that, angel." He wrapped his arms around your waist and began to guide you over the growing bulge in his boxers. "Want to see what daddy has for you, baby?" You nodded, drooling all over yourself and the thought of what he was about to show you.

Katsuki pulled his boxers down to reveal his throbbing cock. It stood up straight and proud, ready for your attention. "Go ahead, baby. Touch it." You slid your hands up his chest and down his arms and around to his waist before grabbing his dick. Tucking your chin shyly, you looked up at him and blushed. "You like it? You like Sirs hard cock, baby girl?" He asked.

You nodded. "Mm-hm. It's so pretty, Sir. May I?" Your lips pouted and your eyes pleaded with him. "Yes, baby. Go ahead and suck it." You slid down his body on your knees and leaned over, wrapping your lips around the tip of his cock and sliding down as far as you could.

"Oh, fuuuck, baby girl. Just like that. Sssuch - fuck, such a good girl for me." He said, not thinking that he had chewed Eijiro out for saying something similar not too long ago. It just felt too good with your hot, wet mouth around him for him to have any actual thoughts other than blowing his load in your sweet little mouth.

"Mmmm, Sir, can I suck you until you cum in my mouth, please? Pretty pleeease? I want to make you feel good." He growled at your words, feeling himself already getting closer and closer to cumming.

That was until Eijiro spoke up. He was so quiet that you both forgot he was in there. "What was that you were saying about her being our girl? Not 5 minutes ago, Katsuki. Tsk tsk tsk. And here you are, doing the same thing. Without an ounce of shame."

Katsuki smoothed your hair down on the back of your head and gave you a little extra push further down his shaft. "Shut up, dumbass." He huffed through his nose. "Yeah yeah yeah. Ok. Whatever. You wanna join us, idiot?"

Eijiro nodded slightly as he palmed his cock through his robe. "Wouldn't want to let our baby down, so yeah. I'll play."

"She's not ready to handle both of us just yet. We can't do that right now. She's not ready for that." Katsuki said, matter-of-factly. "But she can suck me off while you fuck her from behind." Eijiro grinned, taking his robe off and revealing his own, equally thick cock.

"Good idea. Go ahead and get up on your hands and knees for Daddy Ei and me, sweetheart." You obeyed, scooting off of Kats' legs back onto the bed on all fours. Smiling up at them both, you shook your ass at Eijiro and opened your mouth for Katsuki to pick up where you left him.

"You want me to take this sweet little pussy from behind, baby?" Eijiro said as he slid his cock along your dripping wet slit. He spread your lips with his fingers and ran his thumb over your clit, causing you to moan and push your ass back into him. "So wet already, so so wet, fuck. What a good girl." He saw your pussy clench around the tip of his finger as he praised you.

"Daddy Ei, still gotta pee, though." They looked at each other and laughed.

"Yeah. Yeah, we know, angel. Just do the best you can for us, ok?" You whined and began to protest but Katsuki filled your mouth before you could say anything else about it.

"Oohh-hohh, that's it, baby. Good girl. Takin’ me so deep right away. Fuck yes, baby." You moaned again as your nose brushed against Katsuki's wiry tufts of hair. You loved it when they praised you. You knew you were a good girl for them, but it felt so good to hear them say it.

Katsuki's hips started to buck as he got closer and closer to cumming in your mouth. You felt your own orgasm building up from the back as Eijiro rubbed your clit and fucked you. He grabbed your hair and pulled back so your head was up, your throat was stretched, and your mouth was open wide for Katsuki to finish.

"Fuuuck, baby girl, gonna - cuh, g- gonna - fuuuuck!" He cried out, pumping his hips faster and faster into your mouth as his seed shot out of him. He watched you swallow it all down and he pulled his cock out, dripping with your spit and his cum.

He kissed the top of your head and moved to the side, letting Eijiro get closer. "You ready, sweetheart? Want me to fuck this pretty little pussy until you cum all over my cock?" Eijiro said, rubbing your clit faster and faster.

You whined out loud. "Yes, daddy Ei. Please, please fuck me! Fill me up with your milk, daddy!"

Katsuki sat beside you and took your face in his hands, wiping away the tears that had pooled in the corners of your eyes from sucking him off. "That's my good girl. So fucking pretty like this." He whispered into your ear. "Now, be a good girl and cum for daddy Ei, ok?" You nodded as he continued to whisper in your ear. "Good girl. Cum all over his cock, yeah? Can you do that for us, baby? We want you to feel good, too.”

Eijiro thrust harder and faster into you, feeling his own orgasm building up. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hoisted you up, still on your hands and knees, but with him on his knees behind you. He pushed himself all the way into you and you both cried out with pleasure.

"Nnghh, gotta pee, daddyyy Eiii, still gotta peeee!"

"Go ahead, sweetheart. You're so good for us. Just let go. Let it all out." Katsuki said, still whispering in your ear. He reached down and began to rub your clit and kiss your neck as Eijiro continued to pump his hips into you and press on your bladder.

"Gonna, gonna p- OHHHH, FUCK! C- CUH- I'M CUMMING!!!" You screamed as your orgasm rocked through your body. Leaving you a shaking, soaked mess. The blankets beneath you were drenched, as well. "Oh no, sorry, Daddy Ei, sorry Sir. I - you said to, though." This was the first time they let you do that in bed.

Katsuki and Eijiro held onto you tight, letting you ride out the waves of pleasure with them. Eijiro groaned and came, filling you with his sticky cum.

You collapsed onto the bed, panting and covered in sweat, piss and cum. Katsuki pulled you close to him and wrapped his arms around you. Eijiro curled up behind you and wrapped his arm around your waist.

"We love you, baby girl. You're so good for us. Such a good girl." He kissed the back of your neck and stroked your hair. "Let's get you cleaned up. We've got a lot of work to do today, so let's get you nice and clean. Then we'll make you a big breakfast, ok?" You nodded and snuggled up against him, feeling safe and loved.

"I love you, too, Sir and daddy Ei. I'm sorry for the mess, though."

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart. It's ok. We'll take care of it." Eijiro kissed your shoulder and smiled. "You just relax. We'll handle the rest." You nodded again and closed your eyes. Feeling content and happy, you drifted off to sleep for just a little while longer in their arms.

Taglist ::: @millennialmagicalgirl @dcsiremc @darkstarlight82 @callm3senpaii @arlerts-angel

[darkmajesty-xo]

I’m still really new with piss kink and all that but I’m not with bullying and marking so I thought I come to your inbox to ramble about bully! Bakugou who sees you as his property and gets absolutely livid when you try to run to Kiri about his behavior

Unfortunately for you, he’s loyal to his best friend and instead of talking him down like you hoped he would, he’s whispering assurances in your ear while Bakugou marks his property with his hot piss

Sorry if it’s kinda sucky I’m a bit tired and just kinda wanted to talk

18+ MDNI | tw! piss, bullying, voyerism, coercion, fingering, dubcon, nerdy reader, college au

Did you really think that he’d help you ?

Did you not notice the cruel smirk playing at his plush pink lips ?

They’re teammates, best friends even. You’re just some cute chick that does all his homework under the guise “tutoring” when he calls you pretty and whines that it’s “too hard”!

Today was no different. You sat at his desk with his chem assignment in front of you, but you couldn’t focus on valence electrons because your mind kept drifting to the horrendous show of dominance Bakugo subjected you to when some guy dared ask for your number. It’s not like you were going to give it to him ! You were actually turning him down when Bakugo walked up behind you— mouth to your neck and big hands groping your breasts over the hoodie he’d “gifted” you.

“Y’cheatin’ on me, baby ?” Murmured against your skin with a light nip against the healing marks on your neck. “No!” you squawked, appalled at the action and accusation because you weren’t even dating ! You could barely be considered friends because the only time he had something good to say about you was when he was cumming on your glasses.

“GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE EXTRA!” He snapped at the guy before pulling you into the nearest restroom to fuck you on the counter.

Kirishima noticed you’d stopped working and instead settled for chewing on your pen while rubbing your thighs together and staring off in the distance. He took this moment to take a quick snap to send to Bakubro.

“Whatsa’ matter, sweetheart” ? He cooed, suddenly bringing you back to reality. When did he get this close? And why was he staring at you like that ? It made you feel all tingly and god did his cologne smell good.

“i-it’s just— n-nothing, never mind” you stammered, convinced that nothing could save you from your situation. if you even wanted to be saved at this point.

“hey, don’t give me that” he pouted in that sickeningly sweet way that convinced you to be his walking textbook. “talk to me, beautiful. you can trust me”.

That was a lie.

If you were as smart as everyone thought you were, then you would’ve noticed him biting his lips as you recounted the encounter with Bakugo. How he slightly groaned when you told every lewd detail at his urging. He was practically feral when you told him that the blonde wouldn’t stop fucking you until you squirted around his cock.

But, you’re not smart.

You’re dumb.

Dumb enough to let the redhead pull you into his lap to “soothe you”. Silly enough to let him kiss the salty tears of humiliation that spilled against your cheeks and lips. Stupid enough to let him remove your clothes, save for the skull hoodie and fuzzy pink socks, and play with your sticky cunt.

And, fuck if it didn’t feel good. So, good that you failed to notice the door opening and closing, or the soft thud of a bag hitting the ground.

“Fuckin’ slut”.

It was his voice that brought you to reality, and orgasm.

“Shit, Bakugo! She clenched so hard when you said that. Someone likes being degraded, huh?” He chuckled against your neck, rough fingers still gliding through your folds as you rode out your wave.

“B-Bakugo , I-“

“Save it, slut. I can see exactly what you were doing” his voice was cruel, sharp enough to make you flinch but there were literal hearts in his eyes. Conflicting emotions swirling within him. Anger at you being in the hands of another man but arousal knowing that it’s his best friend.

“Relax, baby. I got ya” Kirishima whispered behind you, giving your hips a reassuring squeeze. You whimpered, trying to scoot closer to him and farther from the blonde lustful gaze.

Bakugo kneeled on the bed, thick cock laying flaccid in his hand but growing by the second. He ran it through your slick folds and tapped it against your sensitive bud drawing a shuttering breath. He leaned back on his heels, dick aimed at your pussy and aimed a hot stream of piss right against your core.

The men groaned in unison while you struggled in Kirishima’s grasp.

Bakugo scoffed, red eyes trailing from your glistening cunt to your watery eyes.

“Did you really think this perv would help you ? He’s worse than me !” That made the redhead chuckle. “Not true, Bakubro. I could never be mean to this cutie”.

“Yeah, yeah. We’ll see about that”.

@mhathotfic this was a perfect ask, so fun to write. we love a good pissy moment especially when bullies are involved. uwu 🥰

[dollsbakery]

‘ Gingerbread Men ‘ - KiriBaku x Reader

TW: NOT PROOF READ, Pinning(?), Being restricted, Oral, Penetration, Eating out, Cum Denial

( Warmth fills the air as you and your two lovers prepare for your first Christmas together )

“Alexa, play Christmas songs!” You grin, running up to Kirishima as you wrap your arms round his shoulder, resting your chin on his shoulder. He turns to look at you, as he flashes a toothy grin. “Look at you in such a good mood. Haven’t seen ya’ this happy before.” He smirks, spinning round and gripping your waist, nuzzling his nose against yours. “I love Christmas! It’s my favourite time of the year!” You giggle, attention soon being drawn to the door.

Both you and Kiri snicker together, as you watch Katsuki struggle to push the Christmas tree through the door. “Stupid fucking tree.. fuckin’ MOVE. I’M GONNA BLOW THIS FUCKIN’ OVERSIZED BUSH UP!” Katsuki screams as the tree flips through the doorway and onto the living room floor. He stands over the tree puffing, as the scowl on his face deepens. “The fuck are you two laughing at?” He growls. “Try not to blow up our tree, mkay Suki!” You giggle, covering your mouth with your hand slightly.

After watching the boys struggle to get the tree in it’s stand, they both step back, hands on their hips standing proudly infront of the tree. “I can’t believe you pushed that Dad out of the way to get this tree. His poor kids had to watch his Dad argue with some angry man over a tree!” Kirishima laughs, holding his stomach as Katsuki pouts, looking away. You roll you eyes playfully and walk up to Katsuki, kissing his cheek as you watch his face turn red. “Cmon, let’s decorate the tree!” You gaze over to Kirishima who’s pouting, tapping his cheek and leaning towards you. You smile and lean over, kissing his cheek too. “Such a baby.” You laugh.

Placing the final bobble on the tree, you take a step admiring the work you all put in. Eyes glimmering with joy, you towards the star that lays on the table, swiping it up with your hand. You look towards Kiri, who’s swaying his hips as he places tinsel on the top of the TV, securing it down with blue tack. Katsuki scoffs, placing his hands on your waist and lifting you up, so you can put the star on the tree. After finally finishing the tree, Katsuki puts you down but wraps an arm round your waist. “What did you want the most for Christmas Katsuki?” You smile, noting the relaxed face he has on. “Fuckin’ peace and quiet but my wish ain’t gonna come true with you two around.” He laughs, not even flinching when you punch his arm.

“Hey! Don’t leave me out!” Kiri turns round, pouting as he heads over to both you and Katsuki. You smile, throwing yourself into Kiri’s arms. “Cmon, let’s use those gingerbread house building kits we bought!” You gleefully smile, dragging both boys by their hands towards the table.

After finishing up your gingerbread house, you begin eating the icing, glancing at Katsuki’s house. With tears in your eyes, Katsuki huffs, beginning his tantrum. “THE FUCKIN ICING DOESNT WORK. WHY DOES MY HOUSE KEEP FLOPPING!” he screams, getting even more angry when you and Kiri laugh harder at him. Kiri looks at you and blushes, using his finger to swipe up the small bit of icing on the corner of your mouth. “Messy girl ain’t ya’” he grins. You blush and look away, rolling your eyes as you do. Kiri and Katsuki share a look, simultaneously standing up and walking over to you. You look up at them, face only getting redder.

Katsuki grabs your hand and pulls you up, using his other hand to grab your throat and pull you towards him, kissing your lips with his typical aggression. Kiri comes up behind you, grabbing a handful of your ass, biting the side of your neck that’s not covered by Katsuki’s hand. You moan as you kiss Katsuki, leaning back against Kiri, feeling his restrained cock. Katsuki finally stops kissing you, as you both pant. Kiri spins you round and picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder and slapping your ass playfully as he does.

Kiri throws you onto your shared bed, as Katsuki comes up behind him and crawls ontop of you, ripping your night dress off in one go. Katsuki gets off of you and climbs behind you, placing your head on his lap, and putting his arms under your armpits to restrain your arms, you gaze up at him with a mix of lust and curiosity. Kiri kneels between your legs and pushes your thighs apart, kissing up your leg as he does. The closer he gets to your core, the more you begin to move about in anticipation. “Cmon’ princess, stay still for me.” He chuckles, as he licks a firm strip up against your cunt. You attempt to try and grab his hair to encourage him to carry on, but Katsuki keeps a firm grip on your arms. “What’d he just say. Stay fuckin still.” Katsuki growls, which only makes you shiver. Kiri leans down once more and begins eating your cunt out, being as messy as he possibly can. With the constant stimulation, you can’t help but move around, as Katsuki tightens his grip on you.

As Kiri gets harsher, your movements become harsher to. “P-please.. I-i’m gonna-“ “No. You’re not gonna cum. Kiri that’s enough.” Bakugou barks, as Kiri obliges and sits up, mouth drenched. “Pleasee~ I need it so bad..” You whine, pouting from the lack of attention you’re now getting. Kiri slaps the inside of your thigh, silently telling you to stop being a brat. Katsuki’s let’s go of your arms as kiri grabs your waist, guiding you to flip over. Once you flip over, he pushes the dip of your back down, signalling for you to put your ass up and keep your head down. You oblige, still whining from being deprived of cumming. Katsuki and Kiri swap places, after finally stripping.

Katsuki rubs his cock up and down your cunt, soaking in the way your moan from the slightest touch. Kiri crawls beside you and pins your arms on the center of your back. Katsuki enters you slowly, as Kiri holds you down as you try push yourself back into Katsuki. He pulls out and starts thrusting into you with quick and hard thrust, as you moan and beg for him to go harder. He obliges your request, and begins thrusting harder, as your moans begin to grow louder. “P-PLEASE… I- NEED TO CUM..” you croak out. Kiri looks at Katsuki, in which they both nod. Katsuki goes harder and you finally cum, panting as you do.

Whilst mumbling out endless “thanks you”’s. Kiri pulls you up and leans your back against his chest, asking if you’re okay to go further. You nod, which isn’t a good enough response for Katsuki. Once you say out loud your okay to go further, They lay you down on the bed with your head hanging off. Kiri uses his cock to tap your lips, which you swiftly open and stick your tongue out. He starts thrusting in your mouth, being gentle. Katsuki crawls over you and begins playing with your tits, tweaking your nipples and every so often biting down on them.

It doesn’t take long for Kiri to cum in your mouth, in which you swallow all of it. Katsuki quickly grabs your hips and pulls you up fully onto the bed, which you lay panting. Kiri sorts himself out then heads downstairs, as Katsuki heads into the bathroom. They both eventually return. Katsuki - whom has a warm wet rag, and makeup wipes. Kiri - who has a glass of water and some of your favourite snacks. Katsuki uses the rag to clean you up slightly, as Kiri uses the makeup wipes to remove your messed up makeup. After they finish up, they tuck you into bed and join you, Kiri on your right and Katsuki on your left. You snuggle into Kiri, as Katsuki big spoons you.

“I love you so much Y/N” Kiri sleepily mumbles, not noticing your slowly growing smile. “I love you to Kiri, I love you both so much.” You smile. Katsuki gruffs, which both you and Kiri know means “I love you.”

“It’s gonna be a great Christmas this year…” you mumble, as you eventfully fall into a peaceful sleep.

[serosblunt]

✨denki kaminari moaning like he’s being paid for it is my religion ✨🥴

[hxyleswritesthings]

Kiribaku x reader (part 2???)

Authors note: ok, this isn't an exact part two and it's only lightly edited so don't kill me!! It's another little snippet into their life. I'd love to find a name to tag all of these little blurbs so they're easier to find, so if anyone has any suggestions let me know!

Warnings! A little smutty, Bakugou's a cock block. Enjoy! :')

You whine sleepily as you feel Bakugou get out of bed, missing the warmth on the other side of you. Bakugou huffs, leaning down to press a few kisses to your forehead, raspy morning voice mumbling a “quit your whinin',” before he pads to the other side of the bed to do the same to his boyfriend. He leaves you two in bed to go take a shower and get ready for patrol

You huff as you hear him leave, not even opening your eyes as you simply roll over to snuggle into Kirishima’s chest. The redhead, now awake, simply pulls the duvet over you more and wraps his arms around you snuggly, trailing a hand up and down your spine. It's quiet for a few minutes before you finally stir awake again, pulling back to rub the sleep from your eyes and peering up to find Kiri already looking down at you. “You're a lot grumpier in the mornings than I would've guessed,” he teases, corners of his lips turning up. You just grumble something under your breath, hiding your face between his pecs.

It's not long before he has you laying on top of him, hands firmly resting on your hips as he slots his lips against yours. The kiss was unhurried, allowing you to make it whatever you want. You sigh into his mouth, carding your fingers through his long hair. You take your time kissing each other, hands lazily exploring each other before you nibble on his bottom lip, and find yourself suddenly flipped onto your back with a squeal.

"You are fucking perfect,” he breathes, peppering kisses up your stomach. He stops once he reaches your chest, lips wrapping around a nipple to suck gently.

You release a breathy moan, heart racing as he sucks, his teeth gently grazing you before he pulls away with a pop. He looks up to meet your eyes, pupils blown with lust and lips curled into a smirk. You squirm some under his gaze, accidentally letting out a small gasp as he presses his hips to yours again, pinning you down to the bed. You felt your whole body on fire under his gaze, cheeks flushed and heart ready to pound out of your chest at the tension between you two.

He breaks moments later, leaning back down to lick over your other nipple, biting it gently before pulling off and trailing kisses back down your stomach. He finds himself between your thighs, sucking a mark into your skin as your breathing picks up. He works his way up, finger hooking into your panties to tug them down. He does so slowly, clearly not in any rush as he savors the way you're staring down at him, trying and failing to wiggle your hips that he's still holding down firmly. You release a desperate whine before he finally tugs them off you fully, tossing them somewhere on the floor.

He peers up at you, “Baby, if you want something, all you've gotta do is ask. Gonna have to use your words.” He's smug about it too, allowing your need to fuel his own ego.

“Eiji,” you breathe, gnawing on your lower lip as he just quirks a brow up expectantly. “Eiji please, need to cum.” He grins at your words, deciding to play nice and not make you beg any more for it before he finally dips his head down.

“So wet for me baby,” he groans, nose nudging at your clit as he licks up your slit, moaning into you. “Fuuckk, baby -”

“Alright love birds,” Bakugou’s gruff voice rings out from the doorway, cutting Kirishima off and making you jump in surprise. Kiri has half a mind to keep going but he manages to pull away, lifting his head as you both turn to look at the blonde. Bakugou walks further into the room, muscled body on display as he's clad in nothing but his boxers. He steps to the dresser to start pulling clothes out and getting dressed, only glancing at you two over his shoulder to speak. “As much as I'd love to watch, I hate to remind you both that Eijirou will be late for patrol if he doesn't get his ass in the shower.”

You're bright red at this point from getting caught, giggling as Kirishima groans, resting his head on your thigh for a moment before reluctantly getting up and heading out to get ready for the day.

[sappho-the-kitten-tamer]

18+ Y’all, sorry minors, please respect this or I’ll have to block you. Thanks!! Also for Afab readers, but people with other gender orientation can read.

Moment of silence for sex with Kirishima and Bakugou 🫡

Ok, we’ve all talked about their dicks, but to recap:

Bakugou’s dick is so pretty, it’s perfectly shaped and and has a pretty pink tip. I think he trims but only a little. It’s long and thick but not even close to Kirishima’s

Kirishima’s dick, holy shit. Dude thick as fuck. Doesn’t trim (I just think he wouldn’t 🤷 he doesn’t think it’s manly but doesn’t judge anyone who does obviously, he’s to precious for this world) his has wayyyy girth then Bakugou’s and is very long. Dude would fuck you to the moon and back.

I fully believe that Kirishima would be a switch in this situation, like a bottom to Bakugou but a top to reader. This would make Bakugou the over all top. Bakugou would definitely have days he’d want to be topped though, just like to feel small and held sometimes, ya know?

They looovvveeee leaving marks all over each other and you of course, love marking there territory

Kirishima’s hero outfit shows so much and everyone would see the bite marks and hicky’s, some of those fangirls would get so jealous but he wears them proudly

As does Bakugou, he loves you both and would never deny it

They would totally hold you up and take you from the front and back, they got the strength for it 💪

They love your body, doesn’t matter if you got big titties, small waist, or big butt, they love you no matter what and are going to mark the shit out of you 😈

Love sucking on titties, this one doesn’t even have to be in sex, they like your tits (this goes for all tits, boobs are boobs no matter who there on) they just like sucking on them, and I don’t blame them

Both ABSOLUTELY have breeding kinks, don’t even get me started. I swear they would fight each other when they want to have a baby, like physically fighting over you. They would manhandle you and push each other and race to see who could fill you up first (imagine them recking the house over it, RIP the clean up)

Regardless of having a baby, they still want to see you full of their cum, pussy filled, ass filled, cum on your face, hair, fucking EVERYWHERE

They just love seeing you ruined from them

Soft sex definitely happens a lot. They get back from a long day and just want to have some sleepy sex and take a shower and cuddle.

Bakugou is a softy, I don’t think he’d be as mean as some people think but I definitely think there would be a lot of dirty talk, that’s just how he is lmao

Kirishima would be pretty soft, but holy shit, he would absolutely WRECK you if you wanted him to. I think he’d also be ok with degrading talk, but primarily likes praising. He definitely likes it back because sometimes he gets a bit self conscious 🥺 poor boy

They absolutely make you eat their cum, if they don’t cum in your mouth, they’ll scoop some up and shove it in your mouth, they also like making you taste yourself

I’m not sure if they would like bdsm but they would always try it if you wanted them too!

Would absolutely practice safe sex, always checking to make sure the others are alright. Have safe words of course. I think Kirishima would like to pick dorky ones because that’s just how he is

Fully believe they would use the traffic light system

They strongly believe in great after care, full with showers, massages, and of course, tons of cuddles!!

Over all, best sex experiences, 10/10

[clov3rworldx]

Fic Requests Open <3

I don't really know how to do this but... I want suggestions for some fics! (Spicy or non-spicy!!!)

Write now im sticking to my favs- Eddie and/or Steve from Stranger Things and Aizawa/Kirishima/Bakugo from My Hero Academia!

send me a message or comment on this post >3<

also if you have other suggestions, send them and comment ur fav fandoms or ships because i have alot but ive never really used tumblr :0 i had one in the 2012 era but i have no idea what the password is