#tododeku smut

[iridecsense]

 Lip Smacker - m.

⤷ summary: in which izuku, katsuki, and shouto make a bet about what flavor chapstick you wear.

word count: 4.8k   pairing: tdbkdk | fem!reader   warnings: none ♡   genre: crack, smut | lime author’s note: This is a COLLEGE AU, meaning all characters are aged up to 18+ consenting adults—more specifically all characters are in their 20s.

If there was one thing about you that everyone knew, it was that you were not one to shy away from PDA with anyone. And by anyone, that means anyone. It was no secret you were overly-affectionate, especially with your friends. It wasn't a bad thing, just a little jarring at times. 

You were a big cuddler. It was absolutely normal to embrace one of your friends and hold them hostage on the common room couch. It was practically routine. Holding hands was another habit of yours. You hated walking to class alone, and whoever you convinced to go with you would have your hand tightly wrapped around theirs the entire time.

There were other ticks too, like how you’d sit on the nearest person’s lap even if there was space for you elsewhere, or when you essentially tackle your friends into a hug when you got too excited, which was surprisingly quite often. It’s just how you were, and your friends had long since accepted that. 

There was one thing, however, that a certain group of testosterone-heavy someones couldn't wrap their heads around. As harmless and simple as it may have seemed to you, it really stirred up tensions with your guy friends. Out of all your little ticks, there was one tick you loved to do the most, and that was kiss.

It wasn’t a sexual thing. In fact it was far from it. You kissed everyone, including your girl friends. Truthfully, you kissed your girl friends more often than your guy friends, but it didn't change the fact that you kissed a lot. Like... a lot. So much so that the guys of your dorm have a bit of a competition around it. 

You see, you were a very pretty girl. You were sweet and kind, and adorable, and all the things guys fawn over in a spritely young woman such as yourself. Having someone like you around the dorms was a blessing for them. A pretty girl who isn’t afraid of some platonic touching with the opposite sex? What an absolute win!

“I’m telling you guys, y/n totally wants me!” Denki burst into the common room.

“Did you take the stairs? Why are you sweating?” Mina asked, turning around on the couch to face him.

“Yeah, the elevator was too slow,” he huffed, throwing his bag on the floor and jumping onto an empty chair.

Jirou scrunched her nose. “We live on the third floor why are you sweating that much?” 

“Oh my GOD, did you guys not hear what I said?” Denki groaned, changing the subject. “y/n wants me! She wants my plug in her outlet, and she wants me to stick it in and out all night long!” 

The room erupted into a sea of disgusted groans. A rogue pillow found itself impacted in Denki’s face, courtesy of Mina. 

“Ew, dude?!” Jirou cringed. 

Kirishima shook his head disapprovingly. “Come on, man. Not cool.” 

“That’s just gross,” said Sero.

“Trust me, the last thing y/n wants is any of...” Mina gestured to Denki. “that.”

“I know I am going to regret asking you this, but what happened to make you think that she wants you.” Kirishima curiously asked. 

Denki smiled and excitedly made his way to sit on the open seat between Mina and Kirishima. 

“I was walking back from class, right? And I saw y/n walking to class on her own. So, I ran up and offered to walk with her there. She smiles all big, bats her eyes and goes ‘Oh Denki, thank you so much! I’m so happy you’re here! Why don’t you just take me already, oh-hoo-hoo-hoo~!’”

Jirou rolled her eyes. “She did not say that.” 

“She might as well have!” He countered rather defensively. “Anyway, she takes my hand and––dude, she’s so close to me I can smell her shampoo—she's brushing against my arm, laughing at all my jokes; and when we get to the science building she’s all big-eyes and pouty lips, ‘Thank’s again Denki, you are such a good friend,’ and then, boom! She lays one on me, right here!” He points to his left cheek where there was a faint pink glossy mark. 

“Oh, so like, what she’s like with literally everyone else,” Sero bleats. 

“Nah man, you weren't there, you didn’t see the way she looked at me! Those were fuck me eyes, I’m telling you.”

Jirou suddenly stood from her seat in the lounge chair. “Seriously, guys? If you’re gonna keep talking about y/n like that, I’m leaving. You guys are gross. Animals.”

“Yeah, I’m out too.” Mina followed Jirou to their room leaving the boys to themselves.

“I don’t know what they’re so mad about. They get to room with her. If I got to share a room with y/n I'd be the happiest man on earth,” Denki swoons.

“Yeah because you’d be the last man on earth, dipshit,” Sero snickers, causing the others to laugh. 

Denki’s cheeks turn red. “Whatever! You guys are just jealous because y/n likes me the most.”

“What, because she kissed you once on the cheek? Please, she’s kissed me at least three times,” Sero not-so-humbly brags.

Denki shoots up from his seat. “No way!”

“Yeah, and even then, it’s obvious who her favorites are, and—newsflash—it's not you or me.”

Just as Sero was picking apart the last bricks of hope Denki had left, the elevator dinged, revealing the other occupants of the floor. 

Kirishima smiled. “Sero’s right. Your little science building peck ain’t got nothing on whatever the fuck those three got going on with her.” He gestured to the three boys who leisurely walked in.

“What are you guys talking about?” Izuku asked as he stepped from the elevator with Katsuki and Shouto following behind. 

“We were just trying to see which one of us is y/n kisses the most to figure out who her favorite among the guys is,” Sero answered.

Katsuki sucked his teeth, his already permanent frown deepening. “Do you idiots really have nothing better to talk about?”

“It’s easy for you to not care when she’s all over you 24/7,” Denki pouts. “‘Katsuki can you open this for me please? Katsuki can you walk with me to psych? Katsuki can I lay on your lap while you play overwatch?’” Denki offensively mimics the sound of your voice. 

The common room erupted into snickers, turning the hot-headed blond’s neck red. “Watch it, dumbass,” he warns.

“Well, if you’re really that curious, I believe it's me,” said Shouto confidently, earning everyones attention. 

Katsuki’s brow twitched. “Oh, yeah? What makes you think that Icy-hot?”

“I can think of many occasions when y/n has kissed me and most of them were on the mouth. I think that would make me the favorite,” he stated as if it were fact.

It was this revelation that captured the attention of everyone in the room with great surprise. 

“You’ve kissed y/n on the mouth multiple times?” Sero gawked.

“She kissed me,” he clarified cooly.

“No way Shouto kissed y/n on the mouth before me!” Cried Denki dramatically, causing Shoji to comfort him. “That sneaky bastard preyed on our sweet, innocent girl and took advantage of her!” 

“I told you, she kissed me,” Shouto reiterated once more, becoming increasingly irritated.

Kirishima gave a heavy-handed pat to his back. “Congratulations, dude! I didn’t know you had it in you,” he smiled encouragingly.

Katsuki scoffed and crossed his arms. “So what? y/n’s kissed me on the lips too, and some of them weren't just innocent pecks neither.”

A strangled cry muffled by Shoji’s chest escaped Denki’s lips. 

“Guys should we really be talking about this?” Izuku shifted nervously. 

“Don’t go acting all high and mighty, Deku!” Yelled Katsuki. “I saw you and y/n kissing at the culture festival last month!”

“Stalk much?” Sero muttered snarkily under his breath.  Izuku’s cheeks went red and a coy smile spread across his lips. “Well...”

Denki broke free from Shoji’s strong arms and rushed towards Izuku, taking him by the collar. His reddened cheeks were stained with tears and nostrils flared. “Is this true Midoriya? Please, tell me it isn't true!”

“It is,” Izuku admitted, completely flustered and somewhat scared of his passionate, but clearly deranged friend. 

Denki fell to his knees. “You have to tell me what it was like! Was there tongue? How soft were her lips? What did she taste like? Tell me, I need to know!”

“This is getting sad,” Kirishima frowned, genuinely concerned, and Sero nodded in agreement. 

“I-I don’t know,” Izuku stuttered. “It was nice, I guess...” His mind went back to the day she kissed him at the festival by the taiyaki booth, and all the other times she’d placed her lips on his. He smiled softly. “Her chapstick tastes like watermelon.”

Denki smiled. “Watermelon,” he hummed. “Why didn't I think of that, that’s perfect for her! Fresh and sweet, just like her!”

“It’s not watermelon, idiot,” Katsuki spoke up. “It’s vanilla. It's always been vanilla.”

Izuku furrowed his brows. “Vanilla?” 

“Now that I think about it vanilla does suit her style better,” Denki muttered to himself. “I think Bakugou might be right on this one!”

“No, I’m pretty sure it’s watermelon,” Izuku asserted. 

“Strawberry.”

Everyone turned to Shouto, who all of the sudden looked very serious. “Her chapstick is strawberry flavored.”

The three boys locked eyes in an intense stare-off. Kirishima and Sero shared a look and identical smirks, hatching the same idea. 

“Why don’t we make this interesting,” Sero cut in, his mischievous grin glinting. “Why don't we make it a bet? Watermelon vs. Vanilla vs. Strawberry. Whoever is right can claim that they’ve kissed y/n the most, and therefore is her favorite.”

“I’ll take that bet,” says Izuku confidently. 

Katsuki scoffed. “You seem pretty confident for a jackass that’s about to lose!” 

“The same could be said about you too, Bakugou” Shouto quipped, poking the blond’s already short-temper. 

While the three fought, the rest of the boys that still littered the room placed their educated bets, spreading the word to the others in a group chat. Soon all of class 1-A and some of class 1-B had placed their bets on what flavor chapstick you wore. 

All of this, of course, was unbeknownst to you as you were conveniently left out of the betting chat, along with Mina and Jirou as were your closest friends and would undoubtedly blab to you about the whole thing. You had to be kept in the dark, which made the events of the following week rather...interesting.

It started the next day, after bets had been placed and the tension between Shouto, Katsuki, and Izuku manifested in their sudden desperate efforts to cater to your every need. You didn't suspect anything at first. You’d just assumed that the boys were being kind. 

You woke up early, two hours earlier than when you needed to be up in preparation for your first class. It was sunrise and despite you still being tired, you couldn't fall back asleep no matter how hard you tried. Giving up, you slipped from your bed and into your robe and slippers. Groggily, you made your way to the kitchen to make yourself a mug of coffee to sip on while you watched TV in the common room until you decided to start your day. 

It was there that you ran into Shouto, standing in his pajamas over a hot stove cooking a fried egg. His back was turned to you and you debated announcing your presence. However, you should have known the son of the number one hero was always incredibly keen on his surroundings. 

“Would you like some?” His question hung in the air, waiting for you to catch it.

“You don’t have to,” you sputter, suddenly flustered. “It looks like you’re almost done. I was just getting some coffee.” You said as you stood at the kitchen island. 

Without saying a word, he grabbed the bowl full of fried rice at his side and slid the fried egg on top, drizzling a demi-glace sauce on top before turning around and placing it in front of you. He took your mug from your hands and replaced it with a spoon. You watched him, almost starry-eyed, as he placed your mug under the coffee machine and pressed the button to make it brew with coffee. He said nothing, and made himself another bowl. 

You smiled softly and took a seat on a stool at the island, deciding to watch him cook instead of another episode of Too Hot To Handle. 

“Thank you, Shouto,” you said as you scooped a spoon full of rice into your mouth. You hummed in delight. 

Shouto’s lips twitched into a barely-noticeable smile, not that you could notice it with his back facing you. “Do you like it?” He asked. 

“I love it!” You praise. “I didn’t know you could cook so well!”

Shouto did the same as he did before, taking his bowl of fried rice and covering it with a hot egg and demi-glace sauce. He found himself a spoon and walked over to the coffee machine, which had filled your mug with hot, black coffee. He grabbed it too, and came over to take a seat at your side. Reaching his long arms to the center of the isle he brought closer the sugar and creamer for your brew. You thanked him again. 

“My sister Fuyumi is the better cook,” he told you. “She taught me how to make a few things for myself while I am away at university. Quick, simple meals, like rice and ramen. Nothing special.”

“Thank goodness for your sister then,” you said. “Maybe I should wake up this early everyday so I can steal more of your delicious breakfast, simple or not.”

You giggled to yourself and took another bite. Shouto watched you from the corner of his eye. He’d never seen you like this, in the morning with a fresh face and your hair tied back, dressed in your pajamas and a robe that hung loosely off one shoulder. 

It is in moments like these, when Shouto finds himself alone with you that he is reminded of your magnetic attraction. Even he could not resist it, the thing about you that cast a spell upon all those you meet, rendering them your adoring subjects. He ate silently beside you, only occasionally engaging in small talk when you incited it. When you had finished, he reached for your empty bowl, prepared to clear it for you, but your hand gripped his wrist. You stood from your stool. 

“The least I can do is clean the dishes. You should go. I know you’re only up this early to train before class.”

Though it was your hand that encased his left wrist, it was he that felt burnt by your touch. You took the bowl from his hand and collected his from the isle counter to wash, but not before you stood on the tips of your toes to plant a soft peck to his lips on your way to the sink. It was sweet, innocent even, perhaps only lingering a half-a-second longer than it should’ve. But unlike the many previous kisses you’ve shared before, he licked his lips and could not help the smirk that appeared in response to the taste of candied strawberries that lingered on his tongue. 

“I was right,” he muttered to himself. 

You raised an eyebrow. “Right about what?” 

Shouto cleared his throat, his cheeks tinted pink. You’d never seen him do that before.  

“I mean, you were right,” he corrected himself.  “I should go. I’ll see you later, y/n.”

You nodded your head. “Oh, alright. See you later!” You called after him as he left to return to his room. 

The rest of the day went on rather normally. You had gotten ready and got to class on time (something that was rare) feeling particularly spritely and energized. You assumed it had something to do with having an actual breakfast instead of a singular mug of coffee. You reminded yourself to thank him properly the next time you saw him. 

Around lunchtime was when you encountered Katsuki. You had just gotten yourself lunch from one of the dining halls to eat at one of your favorite spots outside. It was a particularly nice day, especially for the dead of winter, so you decided to not let it go to waste. On your way there you saw a familiar mess of blond hair ahead of you. 

“Katsuki!” You yelled excitedly, quickening your pace to catch up to him.

His shoulders tensed and he stopped in his tracks, craning his neck to look behind him and expected to find someone annoying headed his way. He relaxed only a little when he saw it was you. Still someone annoying, but a lot less annoying than all of the people he knew. Once you reached him you gave a bright grin. The sun shone down on you, igniting the highlights of your hair and the color in your eyes, imitating an almost heavenly glow; the kind that even he couldn't deny made you look perfect. It was one of the many things about you that pissed him off. 

“Where ya goin’?” You asked in an almost sing-song voice. 

“Back to the room to take a nap, why?” He grumbled.

You held up your plastic bag of food. “Want to have lunch with me? I have extra.”

“No.” He said simply and began walking towards the dorm. 

You pouted, a small whine came from your chest and you chased after him. “Please, Katsuki?” You begged. “I don’t want to eat alone today. Besides, who else is going to help me eat all this spicy pork curry?”

He sighed, once again stopping his journey to his comfortable bed that had been calling his name since his 8 AM class. You smiled triumphantly, knowing you had won. He looked down at your heavy plastic bag full of what he now knows is spicy pork curry and other side dishes. Sucking his teeth he grabbed the food from your hand. “You’re lucky I’m fucking starving. Why buy so much if you weren't going to eat all of it?” 

He nagged you all the way to the campus arboretum, where you had a special place among the grass and trees you liked to sit and eat at. He was only giving you a hard time because it kept him from thinking about how pretty you looked in your dress, or how cute you had sounded begging him to come eat with you. He didn't want to think about how your arm often bumped his because you had an awkward, lop-sided gait, or about the smell of your perfume. All he wanted to do was get to your picnic spot and eat. So he did. 

The two of you ate together on a blanket you had brought. You’d gotten on the topic of final exams which turned into a shit-talking fest about who you both felt in your class would pass and who would fail. He found it very easy to talk to you and you never made him feel bad about the things he said, unlike most people who spend most of their energy scolding him instead of just talking. Not you though. You always let him talk. 

It was when he said something that made you laugh that you accidentally spilled your soda on your dress. You cursed and fumbled for napkins to dab it clean, but the stain was evident. 

“Dammit!” You groaned. “I have class in fifteen minutes I don't have time to change.”

You were so busy cleaning your mess, it wasn't until you felt the weight of Katsuki’s thick hoodie plop over your head that you knew he had even taken it off. You snorted a chuckle and pulled your head threw the neck hole to see him left in his black compression shirt. 

“Take it dumbass,” he told you. 

“You won’t be cold?” You asked. 

“I’m done for the day. Just bring it to my room later.” He said. 

You smiled and pushed your arms through the sleeves, pulling the oversized hoodie over you to cover the stain. It was...toasty, you think is the correct word, and it smelled like his cologne. You closed your eyes and held the fabric to your nose, inhaling his scent deeply. Katsuki furrowed his brows as he watched you.

“It smells so good!” You practically moan. “And it’s so warm. It’s like I’m getting the best hug in the world. A Kaachan hug!” You teased, snickering to yourself. 

Katsuki’s face grew hot, and he pinched your cheek, tugging with his fingers, making you yelp and whine from the minuscule pain. “Who told you to call me that, huh? Can’t you just say thank you like a normal person? I can take my hoodie back and let you walk around with a shitty stain on your dress.”

Your hand gripped his arm, attempting to pry him off. “Okay, okay!” You yell, half laughing, half hissing in pain. “I’m sorry! Thank you!”

Satisfied he let your cheek go, and you soothed the spot by rubbing it in circles with your hand. You pouted while he cleaned the blanket of your mess and threw the trash away while you folded it back up. He decided to walk you to class since he had nothing better to do and he knew you wanted him to (certainly not because he wanted to). When you made it to the entrance of your building you stopped and turned towards him. 

“Thanks for walking me and for the hoodie,” you smiled. “I’ll see you back in the dorms.”

You started to turn around when you felt his hand wrap around your arm, keeping you in place. Confused, you stood still. You might have been imagining things, but from where you stood, it looked as though his cheeks were flushed red. 

“What’s wrong, Katsuki?” You asked, concerned. 

“Don’t I...get a kiss?” He couldn't believe what he was saying. 

“A kiss?” You repeated, also not believing what he was saying.

“As a thank you,” he explained.

Your lips twitched into a teasing smile. “I thought you didn't like it when I did that in public.”

“When has that ever stopped you before!” He countered, his cheeks growing redder. 

You laughed and took a step closer, closing the gap between you. You craned your neck up to place a chaste kiss on the corner of his lips. Unsatisfied, Katsuki sucked his teeth and reached his hand up to your chin, turning your head in a position for him to press his lips against yours, and kissed you. It was unexpected, but after a few seconds, the shock drifted away, and you closed your eyes, returning the kiss. It was longer than the kiss you shared with Shouto earlier that day, but not by much; and once it was over, he licked his lips. 

‘Vanilla...’ He thought as he pulled away. 

His hand fell from your chin and he sighed. “Hurry before you’re late,” was all he said before turning around and walking back towards the dorm, leaving you in a post-kiss daze. 

You made it to your class, albeit, late because your mind kept trying to make sense of the kiss that you’d accidentally passed the door to your classroom...twice. Of course, you had kissed Katsuki before. Kissing him on the lips wasn't necessarily a rare occurrence either. But never had he incited a kiss on his own—and in public? Well, that wasn't even in the realm of possibility before. No matter how many times you tried to convince yourself it wasn't strange, you couldn't help but feel suspicious. 

As you dissociated from your lecture your brain kept replaying the kiss, searching for a reason to why the kiss felt different. No, it didn't feel different. It felt strange. But it only felt strange because something about it felt familiar. It shouldn't have felt familiar. If a guy initiates a kiss with you for the first time it shouldn't feel familiar. Why did it feel familiar? 

And then it hit you. He licked his lips. 

He licked his lips!

Your brain switched to your kiss with Shouto earlier in the day. After you kissed him he had licked his lips too. You thought it was weird then, but didn't think twice about it. Now you were thinking twice.

‘I’m just being crazy,’ you thought. 

In what way could the kisses be related? What? Because they both happened to lick their lips afterwards? So what? That didn’t mean anything. It meant nothing. You were sure of it... 

Almost. 

You shook the thoughts from your head, refocusing your attention back to your professor at the front of the room. After class, you made your way back to the dorms to get started on your studies while Mina and Jiro were out. The sun had long since set, and you were two hours deep in frustration preparing for your Hero Physics midterm when a knock came from the door. 

You welcomed the distraction, considering you were about to re-read the same question for the fifth time with no progress of understanding it anytime soon, and if you read it again without a miraculous conclusion, you were going to bash your brains in with your laptop.

Needless to say, when you opened the door to see Izuku standing in the hall, you welcomed him with open arms. 

“Hey!” You smiled. 

Izuku looked you up and down. You were still wearing Katsuki’s hoodie, but you had switched out your dress for pajama pants and fuzzy socks. It was subtle, practically unnoticeable, but the slightest crease formed in-between his eyebrows when he noticed. 

“Is that Kaachan’s hoodie?” He asked. 

You looked down at your torso, as if you had forgotten you were wearing anything at all. “Oh, yeah,” you said. “I spilled soda all over my dress earlier while I was with him and he let me borrow it. Honestly, I’m thinking about keeping it at this point. I was supposed to return it as soon as I got back but it’s freezing in here because the thermostat is stuck at sixty-nine degrees and this hoodie is so much warmer than any of mine.”

“You should really call maintenance to fix that.” He brushed past you, entering your room and plopping his backpack on the floor by your desk. You closed the door behind him and crossed your arms.

“What's this?” He asked, picking up your notebook. 

“My suicide note.”

Izuku chuckled, looking over your notes and at the assignment on your computer. “I took Hero Physics last semester,” he told you. “I can help you if you want.” 

“If you want to dedicate your time to a hopeless cause, be my guest.”

And he did. He took a seat next to you at your desk and spent the next hour tutoring you on Hero Physics by walking you through questions like ‘Find the velocity of this speed-type hero’ and what-not. Surprisingly, it wasn't long into your session that you began to understand the words on your screen. You didn't suddenly become Einstein or anything, but at some point you started to work your way through them on your own with few mistakes. The assignment you had spent two hours slowly killing yourself over was completed in one with the help of your freckled friend. 

“I think you’re aiming for the wrong profession, Izuku,” you tell him. “Schools need more teachers.”

“Then schools should pay them more.”

You tried to snort back your laughter, ultimately failing, causing  Izuku to laugh along with you. 

“Want a drink?” You asked, standing to your feet. 

“Sure.” He nodded. You left him at your desk and came back with two Arizona teas from your mini fridge to share with him. 

“You never mentioned why you stopped by unannounced,” you said as you took a sip. “Not that you’re ever unwelcome.”

“Oh,” he smiled. “I guess I just wanted to see you.”

You looked down at your hands wrapped around the can, unable to meet his eyes. Izuku always managed to make you blush. You weren't sure if he meant to or not. Either way, he was completely oblivious to the effect he had on you. 

“Well thank you. It’s always nice to see you.”

Similarly, Izuku blushed as well, his cheeks turning pale red. His eyes shifted to the clock on your desk. “I should probably go,” he said, not really wanting to go. “It’s getting late.”

“Oh, right.” You both stood to your feet and Izuku gathered his things. You walked him to the door, leisurely leaning against the doorframe as he exited into the hall. “Think you can keep tutoring me?”

Izuku turned around. 

“I still need to pass finals,” you said. 

He nodded. “Then I'll make sure you pass finals.”

Grinning, you closed the space between you, mindlessly reaching to place a kiss on his cheek when you were reminded of the other kisses you'd shared with Shouto and Katsuki. A thought in the back of your mind spurred from your suspicions—a thought that quickly turned into an idea. At the last second, you acted on your impulse to b-line for his lips, catching you both off guard. You stuck with it, pressing your lips against his harder than you intended. The action stunned him, but it didn't take him longer than a second to embrace it.

It was just a kiss. Not unlike the many kisses you often shared with the others. Not unlike the kisses you've given him before. It was just a simple peck...until it wasn't. 

You pulled away, prepared to give him your thanks for helping you with your studies. But, you never got the chance. Your words were silenced by his lips chasing after yours. Your breath hitched in your throat as your back pressed against the door frame. His hands cupped your cheeks and your lips moved in sync, his tongue daring to swipe across your lips. In the heat of the moment, your mouth nearly opened for him, but he pulled away just as your lips began to part, and you opened your eyes to meet dark green irises peering down at your flushen face. 

Your eyes flickered down to his pink lips, now reddened and somewhat swollen. You watched in disbelief as—just like the others—he, too, licked his lips. 

“Watermelon,” he said lowly. Your chest heaved, your words escaping you. Izuku stepped back, his usual sickeningly sweet smile staring back at you as if nothing happened. 

“We should split some watermelon,” he said. “The next time we study together. That’s my asking rate.”

You nodded hazily. “Okay.”

With that, he said goodbye and left you standing in the doorway to your room dumbfounded. 

.

.

.

Yeah.

Something definitely was up. 

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Katsuki: I have a surprise for you

Todoroki: You do?

Katsuki: *puts a blindfold on Shoto*

*a few minutes later*

Todoroki: *pounding into Izuku*

Katsuki: *pounding into Shoto*

Izuku: *gagged and tied to the bed, enjoying this time with his friends*

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[darkmajesty-xo]

18+ MDNI| tw! ProHero TodoDeku, Assistant! Reader, Age Gap Suggestive

a/n : this is an unedited poorly written thot that i had for christmastime, neglected it then thought to release it for icythots birthday. i'm sorry my love you deserve better but maybe someone will like it !

midoriya is awful at hiding things.

snacks, secrets, feelings and especially presents. so, naturally birthdays are very stressful for him.

he tries his best each year but no matter how creative he thinks he is, his boyfriend always stumbles upon his hiding spots. it can get really frustrsting at times, and even though shoto says that it's okay and still pretends to be surprised with whatever allmight related collectable he gets him-- deku still wants to get this right!

so this year he had the bright idea of leaving the wrapped gift in his office drawer until the big day. midoriya is often up and out of the house by 5am for his morning jog and workout, with his bestfriend kacchan, while shoto sleeps in. however, since it's a "holiday" deku would forgo the gym sesh and drive over to their joined agency like a sneaky little elf.

it's honestly the perfect plan and he doesn't know why he didn't think of it sooner.

izuku was proudly mumbling to himself as he stepped off the elevator and into the office space when he noticed you sitting at your desk in the lobby. you'd been his and shoto's assistant for about a year now; a quirkless college grad with great references and eager to please. both men would describe you as a literal godsend-- single handedly organizing and restructuring the business aspects of their very chaotic agency.

don't judge the man, it's tough being the "on again off again" number one and japan's new "symbol of hope".

between keeping civilians safe and battling it out on the charts with kacchan every other week, he doesn't have time for paperwork and protocol. shoto, who sits comfortably at number 3, simply ignores paperwork and waits for somebody else to do it.

all of that to say that you were a super hardworking and valued employee but it still doesn't explain why you'd be at the office this early on the weekend.

"goodmorning, y/n".

you must not've heard the ding of the elevator because the sound of his voice startled you into spilling the contents of your mug all all over your keyboard.

"shit. shit. shit." you scrambled to blot the mess with your cardigan sleeves, shaking your head and worrying at your lips. deku was slightly amused. not because you'd spilled something but because he'd never heard you use profanities before. you were normally very reserved and meek. your submissiveness was something that he'd spoken about to you in the past because he felt like some of the sidekicks were taking advantage of your kindness. if deku had to list one toxic trait about you, it'd probably be that you were an extreme people pleaser. even moreso than him, and that's saying something.

"are you okay? i hope you didn't burn yourself".

you sighed, defeated, allowing yourself to glance at the annoying intruder only to be met with sparkling gemstone eyes and a soft smile. time has been well on midoriya. even with the slight crinkles by his eye and streaks of gray peppering his emerald green mop, he still looked as youthful as ever. the same deku that stole the hearts of many all those years ago- just a few more scars on his warlorn body and a softer layer to his midsection. but he looked great! if anything that extra thickness on his tummy only emphasized his mouthwatering biceps and juicy juicy thighs. he could probably crack your head open with those things.

"hey, sweetheart. are you okay?" he was closer now, the minty aroma of his cologne flowing into your space. your cheeks burned. here you were lusting over one of your very taken bosses, yet again.

"mr.deku! im fine, im fine. you just startled me is all" you breathed, brushing a stray loc away from your face. deku hummed, seemingly evaluating your strange reaction but choosing not to comment.

"why aren't you at home with your family? i could've sworn we gave all the administrative staff the day off".

"well i don't really have a family or anybody waiting for me, so i figured that i could get some work done. crime doesn't stop on the weekends" you shrugged. that didn't sit well with deku. he couldn't imagine you spending the day holed up in his agency.

"why don't you come home with me"?

it was hard not to laugh at the way your eyes widened. your mouth opening and closing in shock. it was so easy to fluster you. deku didn't know if it was due to your age or if you were just that innocent. he liked that. its perverted, he knows, but the thought of you on your knees staring up at him all doe eyed lived rent free in his mind.

"ouch, i didnt know that i was such bad company" he teased, just to get a rise out of you. and of course you took the bait. rushing to apologize. clarifying that you didn't want to be a bother. insisting that he haad much better things to do than babysit you. but deku wouldn't be deku if he took "no" for an answer, and that's how you wound up in your employer's kitchen watching him struggle to decide what he'd be preparing for his lover's birthday brunch. it was something that his friends did every year for eachother and he offered to host this time but there was one small problem…

deku can't cook.

sure he has the funds to hire a catering service but that seemed so impersonal. he wanted something that came from the heart! but after a couple tik tok videos and several pancakes on the floor- he started to rethink that decision. he then heard the little giggles coming from your direction. he turned towards you with a raised brow and you quickly put both hands on your mouth in response.

"what's so funny, little girl ?" he pointed his batter covered spatula towards you, only to get some on his freckled cheek. you laughed even harder this time, grabbing for your phone to take a picture. he liked seeing you like this, all free and relaxed.

"y'know i didn't see "bully" listed on your resume" he joked, pouting while dramatically turning his back to you. "don't expect a good reference letter from me when you go seek out greener pastures".

"oh please" you snorted, rising from your stool to join him at the stove. "where would i find something greener than your hair, mr. deku?" you teased, bumping him aside with your hip to grab the bowl of batter, "besides i'd never leave the two of you". it grew silent; the only sound being the sizzle of the batter hitting the pan. for a moment you thought you'd overstepped and began raking through your mind for save but the hero mimicked your earlier action-- softly bumping your hip to catch your attention. with flushed cheeks he smiled down at you making heat bloom witin your own cheeks.

"the feelings mutual, sweetheart".

after about two hours of cooking, with deku insisting on "mandatory snack breaks", the two of you had accomplished decenrt brunch spread with a fusion of japanese and american cuisine.

the two of were giggling over a pot of kenchinjiru when shoto sleepily shuffled into the kitchen. it was a welcomed sight to wake up to you and izuku being so cozy. he leaned against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, just admiring how well you fit with his partner, how comfortable you both seemed. he could've watched you all morning, had izuku not looked over his shoulder.

"oh! hey, sho. look at what i found" izuku chirped, happily petting you on top of the head. "izuku--" you whined shyly, glancing at the heterochromatic hero.

even fresh out of bed, shoto looked absolutely stunning. his silky strands were parted down the middle, falling loosely against his tailbone. his beautifull sculpted face held no imperfections, save for his iconic scar. however, his body told a different story. standing bare, in only his boxers, you could see battle scars littered against his pale flesh-- weaving against one another like the intricate lines of a tattoo. he'd always maintained a slimmer physique than deku, showcasing a smaller waist and chiseled abs lightly dusted with a bicolored happy trail that led to his scantily clad lower regions. the sight of shoto todoroki in nothing but his skin tight boxer briefs was mouth-watered. you eyes wandered a bit longer and lower than thet should've and the icy hot hero definitely took notice.

eyes locked on your own, sauntered towards the two of you and pulled izuku into a steamy kiss. the greenette was shocked, especially when his partner's hands dropped to grip his ass. he leaned into the other man's touch, moaning softly with each swipe of his tongue. you were as still as a statue, drinking in this erotic display of passion. yes, you'd seen them kiss around the agenc before but it was never more than a light peck. this was soft porn.

"goodmorning, baby" shoto whispered against izuku's lips. kissing him softly once more before pulling away and turning towards you. you didnt know what to expect but it surely wasn't him pulling you flush against his body, big hands resting on your hips while nuzzling his cheek against your own.

"what a nice surprise".

his voice was still husky with sleep and it tickled your skin. he pulled back slightly to get a better look at you. big bright eyes, rich skin and soft curves. the last thing he epected to wake up to was you in his arms, but its not like he's complaining. it's no secret that shoto fancies you. the only person unaware of his crush was you.

for the sake of decorum and professionality, in addition to his long-term relationship, he'd refrained asking you out directly. you were the best assistant they'd had and both men could tell that you were shy, so he would've hated to scare you off. he kept his efforts subtle. one time you mentioned how sweet you thought it was that him and izuku left eachother cute encouraging messages on their desks throughout the day, so he started leaving you cute little notes as well.

"you're doing great".

"i'm so happy you're here".

"you're the perfect little helper".

"you smell nice"

you didn't get the last one, it was intercepted by izuku who felt like it was borderline creepy. he didn't have any problems with shoto's crush/obsession with you; he actually encouraged ti, especially in the bedroom. but there was a time and a place for everything.

the two of you had been staring at eachother for a while when deku's voice brough you back to reality.

"do you mind excusing us for a second, love ? i'm sure you dont want to see this old man in his undies" Izuku giggled, while nudging his partner.

"she doesn't seem to min-

"shoto! bedroom, now."

the two men left you to your simmering soup, and thoughts while they trekked to their upstairs bedroom.

"you've really outdone yourself , izu" shoto began, "i was expecing another allmight figurine, not a threesome".

"shoto, baby, you gotta relax sometimes" izuku sighed. he searched through the drawers looking for a pair of shoto's sweat then threw them at the other man's head. "i saw her at the office this morning and invited her over because aparrently she's all alone. she just thinks she's here for your birthday brunch and has no idea about your little obession with her".

"MY 'little obession' ? wasn't it just last night that you begged me to fuck you like i'd fuck her ?"

Izuku ran his figners through his hair trying to ignore the emerging stiffness between his thighs from the memory.

"i- i will admit that i am attracted to her and after spending time with her this morning i can admit that i do like her BUT i am not the one that purposely gets hurt on patrol so that she'll fuss over me, and i'm definitely not the one that calls her for literally everything just so i can jerk off to her voice over the phone, am i ?"

"i will neither confirm nor deny those statements".

"exactly" izuku rolled his eyes, "m'gonna go check on her, k?"

"don't eat without me" shoto smirked.

"perv" izuku muttered, but winked back at his handsome boyfriend. he opened the door and there you stood wide-eyed with your hand over your mouth.

his eye twitched. they'd just been busted discussing you in a very lewd manner. he was just about to apologize but you did it first

"i'm so so sorry, mr deku. i didnt mean to listen, i just wanted to tell mr shoto 'happy birthday' but then i heard you talking and i didnt know what to do because i have been in love with the two of you since i started working and i never imagined--

izuku interrupted your ramblings with a soft kiss and gestured to shoto who was already sitting on the bed, cock in hand.

"how about we make it a very happy birthday, love ?"

#happy birthday shoto #i love you babe #todoroki x black reader #deku x black reader #todoroki x chubby reader #Deku #mha deku #izuku midoryia smut #tododeku

[bakusquad-101]

Re doing this…

#mha fluff #bakusquad headcanons #kirishima fluff #mina fluff #denki fluff #denki kaminari #kirimina #kirishima eijirou #mha #mina ashido headcanons #bakusquad #bakugou smut #deku smut #bnha fanfiction #mha smut #todomomo #tododeku #seromina #toga x ochako #bakudeku

[vampyrsutton]

TodoDeku/DekuBowl~Stuck in Wall

Summary:

After graduating from U.A., class 1-A isn’t quite ready to part yet so all move into one of Momo’s family’s extra houses, roomed with their other halves and some additions from other classes. One night, during another ill-advised drunken game of truth or dare, almost everyone admits to having a crush on Deku at one point or another, and Midoriya admits to a fantasy of being used by the class during a truth about wildest fantasy. This is how the next weekend, Midoriya found himself shackled in the middle of the living area, ass-prepped, and unable to see behind him. He had to stop agreeing to that game.

Ao3 Tags:

Stuck-In-Wall,, Kinktober, Kinktober 2022, Kink Negotiation, Bottom Midoriya Izuku, Deku Bowl - Freeform, Anal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Tentaclit, Mina Ashido Has A Tentaclit, Iida Tenya Has a Big Dick, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Sero Hanta Speaks Spanish, post-sex cuddles, Cum Inflation, Inflation, Banter, Degradation, Mechanical Tentacles, Consentacles, Quirk Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), Quirk Misuse (My Hero Academia), Dacryphilia, Polyamorous Relationships, Class 1A Has Graduated, Sero Hanta Is A Whore, Marijuana Use, alcohol use, cock shaming, Hair Pulling, Breeding Kink, Mentions of Oviposition, Kinky Slut Shaming, Praise Kink, ruined orgasm, Spanking, Dirty Talk, Gang Bang, Consensual Mind Control, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Mind Control, Aftercare, Bondage

“Oh, yeah.” Ochako laughs, taking another sip from her cup. “I had a huge crush on him first-year. Aoyama giving me shit about it was actually what made us pass our midterm.”

“Oui, she turned red as a tomato. I can’t entirely fault her though.” Aoyama chimes in with a dramatic sigh. “I used to try courting him with cheese, but alas, I fear I just scared him instead.” He giggles, with a blurry look to the giggling greenette. “Sorry, again, hon.”

“All good.” Midoriya giggles, taking another drink himself. “But wait. That makes Sho, Uraraka, Aoyama, and I know Kacchan when we were little.” He brushes off the half-hearted threat this gets him. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say every male-attracted person in the class liked me.”

Mina’s eyes shoot to him with a wicked grin and he suddenly feels like he’s in danger. “A pause on truth or dare! Everyone! Raise your hands if at any point you’ve had a crush on our favorite broccoli boy!”

Midoriya flushes, a bit flustered, but quickly turns red when, along with the already mentioned people, Iida, Hatsume, Denki, Jiro, Sero, Shinsou, Monoma, and Camie (dating Mina) all raised their hands.

“I- w-what? I- uh-” Midoriya just stutters, rendered as flustered as he was as a first-year. 

“Congrats. You’ve managed to render the nerd speechless!” Bakugou cackles from across the circle, leaning on Kirishima who is trying to help him not slosh his drink everywhere. 

“Babe, you raised your hand, too.” Kirishima laughs, finally just taking the cup away.

“Oh my gods, I finally shut the damn nerd up!” Bakugou yells. He had two drinks and was no longer allowed anymore.

Midoriya groans, taking another drink as he looks to his boyfriend for help only to see a look that means trouble and decides to just down it instead. “Sho…?”

“Wait, so everyone here who likes dick, also likes my boyfriend?” Todoroki asks in his usual, seemingly oblivious way. It was entirely an act this time.

“Looks like it, Todo.” Mina laughs, clinking plastic cups with Camie.

“Interesting.” He hums, before changing subjects. “So, it’s Uraraka’s turn now, right?”

Everyone is drunk enough at this point that they don’t question it and continue the game, only succeeding in getting everyone drunker. No one even notices Todoroki texting or Kirishima checking his phone.

 “And that’s how I got the scar over my eye.” Kirishima finishes, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. “Anyway, Mido-bro! Truth or dare?”

“Truth!” Midoriya answers immediately, having seen the dares the Baku-squad is capable of and wanting none of it.

He regrets it immediately at the shark-toothed grin he gets. “What’s the dirtiest sexual fantasy, our favorite cinnamon roll has had?”

“Nothing about him is a cinnamon roll,” Bakugou mumbles sleepily against Kirishima’s shoulder. He crashed pretty fast once he was cut off.

This gets a few giggles, Midoriya included as he thinks about it. “I mean, second-year I had this dream after falling down a weird part of the internet where I crashed through a wall during training and got stuck, and no one could get me out and then it just shifted to the class lining up and railing me while I was stuck, and yeah was definitely a wet dream. Why the girls had straps during training, I never bothered to question but yeah, it was hot.” He grins with a hiccup. “Locker rooms provided plenty of material. 

The living room is dead silent as many red faces stare at him in shock before multiple eyes turn to the people in the room capable of making this happen.

“Momo!

“Hatsume!” 

“Todoroki!”

“Sero!”

“Please make this happen!” They call in unison, regardless of who they turned to.

Surprisingly, it’s Sero who chimes in as the voice of reason, high rather than drunk and used enough to the feeling to think. “As much as I’m down for tying the bunny up, and fucking him slowly until he cries, maybe we should wait until morning when everyone, especially Mido, is sober. Also,” Dark eyes turn to Todoroki. “Are you okay with this?”

“I’m the one that told Kirishima to ask the question.” Todoroki snickers mischievously. “He told me about the dream so I wondered if he’d actually say it out loud.” 

“Shooo~ Meanie!” Midoriya giggles, leaning over and kissing him. “I love how cool you are with sharing.”

Todoroki smiles, face suddenly a lot softer before he turns back to the other. “I just ask to be allowed to watch…minus Jirou, I know Momo will probably join, and that'd be like watching my sister fuck. I’ll be leaving for that one.”

There’s some whispering, but everyone who wants to be involved agrees to these terms.

“Cool.” Sero nods, standing up with a clap. “Now then, since we’re at the point of arranging basically orgies, I think it’s time for bed. Shins? Mind helping me get the protesters?”

“Yeah, I can help.” Shinsou yawns, putting out his own blunt. “Let me get my blondes settled first, and I’ll be back down for the stragglers.”

“Bet. Thanks, man.” Sero grins lopsidedly. “Anyone who remembers and has the balls to, feel free to bring it up in the morning, and we go over terms. Now,” he drops his voice into a tone that has a few people straightening. “Time for bed.”

As Shinsou and a wine-drunk Monoma drag a crossfaded Kami towards the stairs, Aoyama, Ochako, Hagakure, Momo, and Jirou rush past blushing with their significant others in tow while Sero chuckles muttering something about bottoms before looking to the stragglers. 

This little move just left Mina and Camie who are trying to continue partying, Kirishima and Bakugou with Kirishima gathering the passed-out blonde to carry him to bed, Shouji and Tokoyami who are asleep in the blanket nest Tokyami made in the corner at some point, and Todoroki and Midoriya. Sato and Koda are also still present, but they both volunteered to be the sober babysitters and are trying to wake up Shouji and Tokoyami so they can go to bed since the nest apparently isn’t the best for overnight rest even if movie nights beg to differ. 

Sero watches how Sato offers a grumpy dark shadow a cupcake so he’ll help wake them up, the darker of the couple blinking in irritation before thanking them. He watches the silent couple along with Kirishima and Bakugou head up the stairs before he turns to who will undoubtedly be the trouble makers. 

“Come on guys.” Sero chuckles, walking over. “To bed.”

Midoriya and Mina have been whispering about something and both giggle before they turn to Sero with smirks that can only mean trouble. “Make me!”

Camie bursts out laughing at the dark looks that pass over both Sero and Todoroki’s faces, both obviously affected by the bratty response.

Sero’s eye twitches. “I hope he remembers in the morning. I think a little bunny needs to be taught a lesson.”

Todoroki nods, pulling Midoriya close and smashing their mouths together in a drunken kiss. “I swear, I’ve trained him better.” The heterochromatic man almost growls.

“Well, he’s also drunk.” Sero chuckles, pupils swallowing his already dark irises. “Fuck, I hope you join when I fuck him.”

Todoroki raises a curious eyebrow before smirking. “If you wanted us both you could have asked sooner.”

Sero just gives one of his lopsided grins. “In my defense, you have this possessive air, so if we hadn’t heard about that sort of foursome and now this tonight. I wouldn’t have known and was not looking to get my ass kicked.”

Todoroki nods, picking a giggling Midoriya up as he stands. “Fair enough. Good night, Sero.” He gives a half-lidded look. “And if this happens, I’ll definitely join you.” 

Sero doesn’t even try to hide how he adjusts his sweats as Todoroki turns away to wrangle the squirming greenette to bed. “Fuck he’s gonna kill me.” Sero groans before turning to the remaining troublemakers. “So are you two going to go to bed, or do I need to peel our purple house cat from his cuddle pile? The rest of the party went to bed, and you were cut off hours ago.”

Mina pouts as Camie giggles, giving her a little peck and whispering something. Sero can imagine what it is by the way Mina’s eyes light up and she drags her girlfriend down the hall to the room they claimed when they moved in months before.

Sero just rolls his eyes with a chuckle before he turns to the responsible of the new adults. “Thanks, guys. Sato, the brownies were on point as always.” He laughs, fist-bumping the buffer man. “Want help cleaning?”

“Nah, it lets us recharge after being around all of…” Sato gestures at where the rooms are. “ That for so long.” The sugar hero laughs. “Thanks though.”

“No problem man. Koda?” Sero peeks around the hulking brunette to their resident JSL user. “You might want to have something fluffy ready for Midobro in the morning when he probably remembers what he admitted. He’s probably going to freak out.”

Koda nods, smiling as he signs about the chinchilla he just adopted. 

“Sounds perfect.” Sero smiles before a yawn escapes him. “Good night, guys.”

“‘Night!” Sato calls as Koda signs the same before Sero turns and drags himself to bed. He doesn’t know when he became the emotional support stoner, but he wasn’t really complaining. He liked his new role but knows he’s going to be in for it tomorrow. 

~~~

“Shoooo~!” Midoriya groans, from where he has his head in the toilet nursing a hangover. “Why in gods’ names did you have Kirishima ask that?! Why did you let me answer that?!”

“I would like to blame it all on the alcohol,” The dual-haired man sighs, offering Midoriya a hangover drink and actual water, “but I would hate to lie. The alcohol gave the idea, but you were also staring at Iida’s…dick print?” He nods when he gets a grunt signaling he used that right. “At his dick print when he was dared to strip and I thought you would start drooling when Jirou described the biggest strap they own during a truth. …There was also something about watching Sero smoking a blunt that may have messed with my judgment. I’m sorry, Izu.”

Midoriya groans and Todoroki can see the red tinting his ears even before he lifts his head to accept the drinks with a thanks. “Why are we such disasters?”

Todoroki smiles, placing a kiss on green curls. “If it helps, I heard them talking in the kitchen when I went down to get these and it sounds like they have agreed to not bring it up unless one of us does?”

Izu scrunches his nose, mumbling something about morning breath even as he smiles. “That does, yeah.” He hums, thinking as he drinks the offered drinks, leaning against his boyfriend when the taller sits next to him. “How about we get some food in us first, then I’ll decide if I want anything else in me, okay?” 

Todoroki chuckles, nodding. “That sounds reasonable.”

Izuku nods in return, stretching as Todoroki helps him up. “You do know you can just fuck Sero, though, right? We agreed just let the other know and you want to watch if it’s me so you can go for it, babe.”

Pink colors Todoroki’s left side before he kisses his boyfriend again. “Have I mentioned I love you?”

“Hmm, I think you’re behind a few hours since we slept in.” Midoriya giggles, before pulling Todoroki after him. “Now come on, Sato probably made his hangover special right?”

“Mhmm, some has already been set aside as a bribe I think.” Todoroki nods, chuckling at how Midoriya’s ears color once more. 

“I don’t have to fight my way to breakfast? Maybe I should be a hoe more often.” The greenette manages to joke even if he looks like he wants to hide under a blanket at the thought.

“That is literally the entire reason you’re able to get through.” Todoroki smiles, chuckling at the way Midoriya’s ears flush.

“Shush!” The greenette huffs as they make it to the stairs. “Should I just get it out there you think?”

“If you want to.” Todoroki hums. “Whatever makes you comfortable.”

“...Ugh! I really want to, but let’s be real, I’ll probably combust trying to get it out.” Midoriya groans, hesitating at the top of the stairs.

“Want some help?” Someone speaks up suddenly, making Midoriya squeak and spin around before he relaxes when he realizes it’s just Shinsou.

“Oh, good morning, Shinsou.” Midoriya sighs. “You scared me.”

“Sorry. Underground hero stealth is hard to turn off when you had Aizawa drilling it into you for almost three years.” The tired man yawns. “Want some help, though? You’re talking about the stuff from last night, right? Denks said everyone agreed to let you make the first move, but you’re also…” Shinsou trails off, gesturing at the entirety of the fidgeting greenette. “Yeah.”

“I’m working on it.” Midoriya pouts but ends up sighing again. “No, I should probably be the one to say it…eventually…okay yeah if I ask you to can you make me tell the truth?” He groans.

“Not a problem. I’ve been trying to get less…scared I guess of my own quirk, and I’m still too tired to care as much.” Shinsou agrees, yawning again.

“...When was the last time you slept? You’re working mostly nights, right?” Midoriya frowns, slightly stalling but also actually worried, knowing what Shinsou’s dad’s quirk is.

“My blondes have been helping me get better at it don’t worry. Denki’s just a menace when crossfaded and so is drunk Monoma.” Shinsou assures him with a tired half-smile that looks too much like their former homeroom teacher. “Now you have probably two cups of coffee before I’m awake enough to be hesitant so probably figure it out before then.” He yawns again as he starts making his way downstairs. 

“...Are wepositive he’s not Aizawa’s secret-love child?” Todoroki whispers once the new underground hero is out of earshot. 

Midoriya can’t help the surprised laugh that leaves him at his boyfriend’s antics. “Babe, theyliterally did a DNA test to prove your theory wrong. Yes, we are positive.” He giggles, grabbing a chilled hand. “Come on, let’s go down.”

“They could have faked the results.” Todoroki insists. “Aizawa-sensei has underworld connections, doesn’t he?”

“Shooo.” Midoriya groans, chuckling. “It’s Aizawa-sensei we’re talking about. He’s tired and overworked as it is, he’s not going to waste time forging DNA results.”

“But he could.” Todoroki insists, a slight pout on his lips.

Midoriya can’t help but kiss that pout before he pulls the other into the kitchen with him. “Good morning, all.” He grins, trying to ignore the flush threatening to creep up his neck.

“Morning, Midobro!” Kirishima is the first to grin, being one of the few not awkwardly staring red-faced at their breakfast. “How you feeling?”

“Like I was Detroit Smashed and not in a good way.” Midoriya groans in response, sliding into a seat and looking at Sato gratefully when a hangover breakfast is slid in front of him on the table. He flushes as red as Kirishima’s hair, however, when he realizes what he said. “I- um, I mean-”

“Midoriya?” Shinsou asks over the rim of his kitty-themed coffee cup.

“Please.” The greenette groans, flopping his head on the table.

“You sure?”

“Ye-” Midoriya’s eyes fog over as he goes silent.

“Uh…Shinbro? Is there a reason you brain fuzzed Midobro?” Kirishima asks, sliding in across from the spacing out OFA user.

“I offered to help if he didn’t think he could get an answer out on his own. Didn’t think he’d ask so soon, but I don’t think he expected to make a sex joke.” Shinsou yawns, looking back to Midoriya. “Now tell them what you wanted to say.”

“I want as many of you that are willing to rail me until I can’t possibly cum for the next month.” Midoriya mumbles in a monotone. “I wanna be bound and unable to move where any of you can just walk in and use me whether I even get to cum or not and I just have to take it. I wanna be absolutely ruined and dripping and-”

Shinsou releases his quirk, ears flushed red as he drinks his coffee. “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I get the point.”

The girls-minus Hatsume-and Kaminari and Monoma are flushed red, but everyone nods in agreement. 

“Yeah, I definitely get it.” Sero laughs, playing with a green curl on the flushed head next to him. “Was it really that hard, conejito?” The tape user hums teasingly.

This time there were groans from both Midoriya and Todoroki. Midoriya from embarrassment and Todoroki from Sero speaking Spanish. This at least got enough of a laugh out of Midoriya to help him back to the conversation as he nods shyly.

“It’s embarrassing.” He mumbles, finally starting to pick at his food. “Not every day you get the chance to live out one of your wet dreams.” A small smirk graces his lips. “Helps that Sho is now in just as much trouble, though.”

"Shush, you." Todoroki huffs, face hiding in Midoriya's curls even as he peeks up at Sero. 

After a few seconds, it's Kaminari who finally speaks up. "Alright-" He squeaks before clearing his throat and trying again. "Alright, um, so if we could maybe stop eye fucking each other right in front of my salad." He jokes, ignoring Monoma's jab at the sugar abomination sitting on his plate. "How we doing this? You wanted to do a stuck-in-the-wall thing right? Well, we got Todobro who can make a literal ice wall- though not sure how safe that is long-term-, Hatsume who can def make something probably terrifying, Momo who can probably make a stockade-type thing, or our friendly dom spiderman Sero. Whatcha think?" Kaminari rambles, obviously trying to ignore his own embarrassment."

"Well, Sho isn't a big fan of using his quirks in the bedroom." Midoriya starts, finally starting to eat and humming happily at the grease. "Fuck, that's good. Anyway, Hatsume might be interesting, though I'd definitely want to see whatever it is first to make sure I'm not going to die." He looks at the pinkette pointedly from across the kitchen. "I don't know how Ten lets you get away with half the stuff he does but the marks you leave are truly scary sometimes."

He can't help but shake his head at the manic grin he gets as Iida tries to sputter out an excuse. "Don't even, Ten. We've all seen Aoyama's neck after you get back from a long mission. You're no saint." 

"Mon Dieu, no more drinking for you." Aoyama laughs dramatically, even as his face flushes bright red.

Midoriya just snorts as he continues answering Kaminari. "Whatever Momo makes will probably be the safest with how meticulous she is." He nods, eyes trailing to the self-proclaimed resident bicycle smirking next to him. "Though I'm sure you have plenty of experience of how to not leave tape burns yourself." It doesn't escape him how multiple people in the room turn red. 

"Plenty." Sero grins. "Though that's half the fun." 

Midoriya blinks for a second before pulling his phone out and scrolling for a second and nodding before switching screens and smirking back. "Neither of us have any photoshoots for a while. Sho keeps pouting he wants someone to go feral on him and apparently I'm too soft on him." He ignores the whine above him. "Think you can fix that, Sero?" 

Mischief sparkles in dark eyes as they trail up to meet pouting mismatched ones. "Oh, I'm sure I can figure out something. I even have a few ideas now if I can borrow him for a bit?" 

There's a needy whine from above him and Midoriya chuckles. "Have at him. He can fill you in on limits and such." 

"Bet." Sero grins, hopping out of his seat and scooping up a very frazzled Todoroki with strength his still slim-looking build does not give away only seeming to fry Sho’s brain further. “Come along, copo de nieve.”

Steam rises from Todoroki’s fire side as he’s carried back to the stairs. He seems to stutter something before just hiding his face in Sero’s neck and letting out a whine even as he gives Midoriya a thumbs up from behind the lanky boy’s back.

Midoriya just snickers, waving to his boyfriend to have fun before he turns to the others, a little more at ease now that his normally stoic boyfriend is equally embarrassed. “So who’s fucking me, and when are we doing this?” He grins, digging back into his breakfast.

Chatter picks back up as people start staking claims and arranging schedules. So far he knows for sure that Todoroki, Sero, Iida, Hatsume, Aoyama, Jirou, Camie, Uraraka, ShinMonoKami, and the Bakusquad all plan to have a go while Momo and Hatsume are talking logistics. Sato and Koda agree to cover for Midoriya and Todoroki so they don’t have to witness this insanity, and by the time breakfast is done, everything is figured out and a shirtless, smirking Sero is coming back down the stairs to retrieve water and fruit. There are multiple whistles as he turns back around and reveals the number Todoroki has done on his back.

“Jesus, you weren’t kidding about him needing his back blown out, huh?” Mina laughs as she starts helping Jirou with the dishes. “Momo, you might want to make the dummy some cream before he starts showing them off in shoots.”

Momo’s bright red as she wordlessly does as is asked. “One of you should take it to him.”

Kirishima laughs as he snatches the container, heading up the stairs with his own set of hangover drinks and a plate of food. “Thanks, Momo. I’ll drop it off on my way to Kat.”

“Make sure he actually puts it on! Sho is still working on his quirk trauma, and will probably clamp up if those scar too bad.” Midoriya warns, taking his plate to the girls at the sink. “I’ll come get him in a few. He’s like an annoyed cat if he’s pulled from cuddles before he’s ready.”

“Gotcha, Midobro!” Kirishima calls back before the heavy sounds of him running up the stairs sound.

From there, everyone disperses to their various tasks of the day. Some ran out the door for their patrol shifts, others were helping others nurse their hangovers, some doing chores for their rotation, and others just enjoying their day off. This, minus hangovers, is basically how the rest of the week went too. About halfway through the week, Urarak and Jirou were called away on long missions so unfortunately had to drop out, but expressed hope that all went well so they could join in next time. Midoriya was a bit bummed, but every now and then, they would find Momo and Hatsume playing with things in the living room and gradually constructing a contraption that looked as terrifying as it did fun so that feeling didn’t last long. You could definitely tell Hatsume was part of the design and Midoriya had to wonder what half of those things even did, but knew he would find out soon enough.

~~~

“Hey, Midoriya,” Shinsou calls tiredly down the hallway on the decided-upon day. “You ready?”

Midoriya is somehow still able to blush at the thought, but nods. “Yeah. Ready whenever you guys-” He consents before things go fuzzy and he has the out-of-body-esque experience of Shinsou hefting him over his shoulder, and bringing him downstairs where others were waiting to start. 

As he’s strapped into the weird contraption the girls constructed, he can vaguely see Todoroki already relaxing in a chair to the side and internally smiles at how excited his eyes look before a sort of inflatable innertube expands to hold him in place like he’s actually stuck in a wall. Once he’s secured, Shinsou releases his quirk, and Midoriya groans before trying to look around.

He quickly realizes that the weird contraption has it that he can vaguely see Todoroki in the corner of his vision, but can’t see behind him at all. He tries to wiggle and squirm, but the thing just moves and adjusts like there's actual rubble holding him down and he groans again as he lets himself fall limp to await his fate. He hears shuffling and snickering behind him before he feels familiar duel temperature hands playing with the strap of his shorts.

“Guess I get to open you up for them.” Todoroki chuckles from the other side of the wall, mismatched temperature hands sliding the gym shorts down over his ass and taking the offered lube.

Midoriya flushes, knowing over half his class is currently staring at his ass and he tries to cross his legs in a late act of modesty. He doesn’t get very far in this action before not only do his shorts trap him, but Sero comes over to pull them off and tape his ankles to the contraption to put him on full display. Midoriya is so distracted by how red his face has gotten that he doesn’t realize Todoroki lubing up his fingers and spreading his ass cheeks until one of his long fingers is working its way past his rim and a groan is ripped out of him.

Midoriya squirms as he’s quickly and almost methodically opened up, Todoroki seeming to make sure that he works the greenette as close to the edge as possible without letting him cum. It isn’t long before he’s pulling his fingers back and Midoriya whimpers for more. 

“Sho~ No! Please, I’m so close, please Sho, please.” Midoriya whines, squirming in his restraints and groaning as it adjusts to act like moving rubble. 

He just hears Todoroki chuckle behind him before the dual temperatures move away and Midoriya is left completely exposed. He hears some more whispering for a few seconds before a dramatic sigh breaks through the noise. 

“Mon Dieu, I guess I will just have to go first since none of you can decide.” Aoyama sighs dramatically, no doubt strutting over before Izu feels delicate fingers across his back. “You are all free to watch, but otherwise I will be sure to inform you when I am done with mon lapin.” 

Midoriya really doesn’t care who fucks him first at this point, he just wants something in him again. There’s more shuffling, probably of some leaving to wait their turn before Midoriya feels a much larger hand cover the other. 

“I didn’t think you were actually capable of topping with how much of a pillow princess you are,” Iida whispers just loud enough for both men to hear but in a voice Midoriya didn’t think he was capable of that makes a shiver race down his spine. “Honestly didn’t think that cocklet of yours was good for anything other than giving away how much you love crying on my cock.”

Midoriya didn’t think Iida was capable of saying such things but he hears Aoyama moan and puts together this is their normal.

“Guess it will be a good warm-up to take some real cocks as the night goes on, though I’m sure even Todoroki’s fingers did more.” Iida finishes off with a barely audible growl that has Izu wishing he could see the look in the bigger man’s eyes that he’s sure would make him cum on the spot.

Aoyama whimpers and Midoriya can feel his hand shaking now as he apparently lubes up his cock with the other before he feels it pushing into him.

It definitely wasn’t the thickest thing he’s taken and it’s probably barely at average length, but Midoriya groans nonetheless, just happy to have something in him.

“Aww, listen to him try to spare your feelings.” He hears Iida hiss in the blonde’s ear as delicate fingers flex against his hips. “No need to be nice Midoriya. You can probably barely feel it, can you?”

Gods he hopes he talks like that to him later.

“Ten~” He hears Aoyama whine behind him as he starts thrusting when Midoriya wiggles his hips. You can tell he doesn’t top probably ever as he starts up an absolutely sloppy pace, obviously chasing his own pleasure as Iida eggs him on with filthy taunts in his ears. 

“Ah-Aoyama~” Midoriya whines, squirming to try to get stimulation where he needs it and huffing in frustration when the “wall” just keeps adjusting around him and leaving him completely at the mercy of the inexperienced blond using him as a cock sleeve.

“Mido, Izu, nngn~ Sorry. Sorry. I’m sorry.” Aoyama whimpers, making no attempt to adjust his pace as he approaches the edge embarrassingly fast. “So good. So warm. Izu~”

“Look at you. Can’t even last long enough to satisfy him. Pathetic. You should know by now you’re only good for crying on my cock with my hand making a pretty collar around your neck.” Iida growls, hand coming up to Aoyama’s neck based on the way the blonde’s breath hitches.

A few more thrusts and Aoyama is crying out with his release while Midoriya cries out in frustration, being nowhere near his but having no choice but to sit there and take it as his ass is filled with the blonde’s cum.

“Sorry, sorry, Izu, sorry.” Aoyama hiccups as he pulls out, a thin line of cum connecting his cock to Midoriya’s hole before it snaps.

“Shhh. You’re okay, baby. Midoriya has plenty ahead of him.” He hears Iida coo now in a much softer voice than before, and Midoriya would be more annoyed if it weren’t oddly cute. 

More shuffling and a huff tells him that Iida’s probably carrying the small blonde away as he promises to come back later and Midoriya is left waiting once again.

His impatience is probably what makes it feel like so long before a warmer than usual hand smacks his ass causing a yelp before it tangles in his hair.

“Kacchan~” Midoriya moans at the rough treatment to his curls. 

“Looks like you get to choke on it this time, nerd,” Bakugou smirks, pulling down his sweats as Midoriya feels a rough hand on one of his ass cheeks that must be Kirishima. 

“Don’t ruin him too much, babe.” Kirishima chuckles from behind him. “Others want to hear him scream too.”

“Tch, I could probably bruise his damn vocal chords and he still wouldn’t shut up.” Bakugou tsks with a roll of his eyes before they train back on Midoriya. “Now open up, nerd.”

Midoriya narrows his eyes, sticking out his tongue before ultimately doing as he’s told when Bakugou pulls on his curls once more and rips another moan out of him that is immediately cut off by a cock being shoved between his parted lips. He does his best not to gag as Bakugou works his cock deeper little by little until Midoriya has to relax his throat so the blonde can burry himself to the hilt.

He almost wants to smirk at the way Bakugou curses when he swallows around him, but, as if the curse was a cue, Kirishima lines up and starts slowly sinking his cock into the greenette’s ass. He moans around the cock in his mouth, making Bakuogu curse again before he starts pulling out to start delivering shallow thrusts to Izu’s throat. 

Midoriya tries to relax as much as possible until he feels Kirishima bottom out and Kacchan looks over the wall. From there it’s a bit of a blur as he’s thrust back and forth between the two, the contraption continuing to adjust to the rough movements so it feels like he’s being fuck out of and back into the wall as the two spitroast him. He moans loudly-or as loud as he can-around the cock face fucking him and screams around said cock when Kirishima finds his prostate and adjusts his angle to hit it as much as possible and make both men moan as Midoriya’s pleasure sends vibrations up Bakugou’s cock. 

He does gag a little when Bakugou grabs his curls harder to hold him still but relaxes again just in time for Bakugou to start face fucking him hard and fast like he plans to make good on his earlier threat to bruise his vocal chord. Midoriya moans at the thought, teary green eyes rolling back as Kirishima brutally abuses his prostate and leaves claw marks on his hips as his quirk rolls through his calloused hands. 

He would beg if he could, for what he doesn’t entirely know, but his throat is acting as little more than a vibrating cock sleeve at this point as he’s used from both sides and he’s so fucking clo-

The world’s most strangled ‘Kacchan’ vibrates up the blonde’s cock as Midoriya finally cums with a blocked-off scream. His vision whites out momentarily and he hears a curse behind him as his ass probably milks Kirishima’s cock before he feels cum fill his ass. He groans before almost gagging when he surprisingly gets no warning before his nose is shoved in blonde pubes and cum shoots down the back of his throat.

Midoriya does his best to swallow it all but some ultimately tries to escape when Bakugou pulls away. The keyword istries as Bakugou just smirks at him before stuffing any escaped cum right into his panting mouth.

“Swallow, nerd.” 

Midoriya does so without question, groaning once more as Kirishima pulls out behind him ad he feels cum start to flow down his leg. 

Or it should be but he hears one of Hatsume’s worrying snickers and silicone-encased tentacles come shooting out of the contraption and he cries out in oversensitivity as a bigger one shoves the cum back inside him andinflates to keep it inside. 

“Hatsume~” Midoriya chokes out in shock as Kirishima and Bakugou wish him luck and scramble away, neither wanting anything to do with whatever the pink-haired inventor has planned.

“I’m sure my baby will have a lot of fun with you.” She responds and Midoriya can practicallyhear the manic grin. 

“W-what does it do?” Midoriya stutters, slightly concerned even if he is curious. 

“Oh, calm down, Zuzu.” Hatsume grins, moving into view with a control box in her hand. “You’ll love this. It’ll keep you absolutely stuffed while the other tentacles will stimulate your other erogenous zones. It’s programmed to monitor your heart rate and learn what drives you crazy.” 

She taps the screen a couple of times and the tentacle keeping him plugged starts moving, targeting his prostate with mechanical precision when he jerks and moans before he screams when a smaller one wraps around his cock to stroke him, and two more move to play with his nipples. Another tap and he cries out as the one inside him and around his cock start vibrating and pushes him directly into over-sensitivity. 

Tears fill his eyes as he squirms and moans, but he can tell Hatsume is paying attention for a safe word even as she takes notes. This fact makes it a little easier to bear as the contraption rips another orgasm from him way sooner than he’s ready and he hangs there limply as the machine continues. He sighs gratefully when there’s another tap of the controls that turns off the vibrating to let him recover some, even if the tentacles themselves are still moving.

“Hatsume~” Midoriya whimpers, tears falling down his face before she seems to take some pity and comes over to wipe them from his face and run her fingers through his curls.

“He is just adorable, isn’t he Todoroki?” Hatsume hums, glancing to their right where Todoroki is sprawled out in his chair, cock in hand as he watches his boyfriend be truly and thoroughly used. “Oh wait, did you want talked to or just a fly on the wall type thing?”

Todoroki groans as he swipes his thumb over his slit, eyelids heavy as he looks over to acknowledge her. “You’re fine, just no one else has.” Heterochromatic eyes trail down to Izuku and his face turns fond. “And you have no idea. He’s my little bunny for a reason.”

Hatsume coos as Izuku sniffles. “I can see why. I just want to bully him more the more he squirms.”

Todoroki hums, nodding in agreement. “He really is just adorable no matter his state.”

“I see that.” She grins, before stepping back away to ramp the speed up and restart the vibrations on the control, snickering as Izuku cries out. “If he likes that, wait ‘til the tentacles cum.” Hatsume hums.

Midoriya lifts his head enough to look at her in confusion and concern. 

“Oh yeah. You can’t see the other side.” Hatsume shrugs. “There’s a tray under where your hangs that’s been collecting your cum to use for the tentacles. Don’t worry, I’m not using any random substances.” She assures.

Midoriya blinks a few times before his face flames red. “You’re making me cum in myself?” He squeaks.

“Yup!” Hatsume grins before tilting her head curiously. “Color?”

Midoriya had seriously never thought of it before and was almost concerned with how hot he found the idea. “...Green.” He eventually squeaks.

Hatsume’s grin returns as she taps a few more buttons and Midoriya’s eyes roll back as Hatsume’s contraption brings quite a few monsterfucker dreams to life and he moans loudly. He’s left hanging there as he wiggles and squirms, unable to escape the relentless tentacles and not at all wanting to. 

Eventually, once Hatsume seems pleased with the amount of cum in the tank out of his field of vision, she lets him cum one more time into the tray before tapping the screen again. The tentacles suddenly stop and the one inside him stills as deep inside of him as it can before shooting Izuku’s own cum deep into his gut and seemingly detaching from the rest of the tentacle to act as a plug and hold it all in.

Midoriya cries out, nails digging into whatever he can reach as he sobs through his orgasm and how full he feels. “HaAaa!” He screams what was probably supposed to be her name. 

She pushes another button to retract all the tentacles but the plug back into where they were hiding and makes a move to Izuku before looking to Todoroki. “Do you mind if I hold him a bit or would you rather come over here?”

Todoroki is currently in the process of cleaning his own cum off himself as he pants, nodding his head. “You’re good.” He assures.

Hatsume doesn’t waste any more time as she pulls a stool over so she can rest Midoriya’s upper body in her lap and comb her fingers through his curls. Her smile is slightly less manic than usual as he nuzzles into the attention like the bunny he was accused of being.

“Need a break?” She asks. “I think Mina and Camie called next dibs, but they’re on patrol anyway. We can message to take their time?”

Midoriya nods, yawning slightly into his lap pillow. “Yes, please.”

Todoroki is already typing when she turns to look for her own phone. “I’ve got them. Just scratch behind his ear a bit. I don’t have nails like you and I’m sure he’ll turn to putty.

Hatsume does as she’s advised, cooing a little over how cute he looks, sounding less crazy for once as she does.

The three stay like this for a while until Midoriya gives the go-ahead, Todoroki going to find him water while he texts the others. 

Midoriya is just finishing off the water bottle when the more deviously chaotic of the girls in the building come running into the building, covered in dirt and grime.

“BRB, babes,” Camie calls as she and Mina race down the hall to their room. “We’re like totally gross rn.”

“Yeah, let us wash up, and we’ll be right over to play with you,” Mina adds before they disappear around the corner.

“Good. Gives you a few more minutes to rest.” Todoroki yawns, taking over for Hatsume with a wave as she leaves to find Iida. “How are you feeling?”

“Exhausted, but I want to finish this.” Midoriya yawns in return.

“You weren’t kidding about wanting to be unable to cum for the next month then.” Todoroki smiles fondly, running his fingers through green curls. “I’ll be shocked if you’re able to cum anymore today.”

Midoriya is about to say something when Mina and Camie come back in, butt-ass naked except for the towels they’re using to dry their hair. 

Midoriya turns almost the same color as Mina.

“Challenge accepted.” Mina grins ferociously, making Izuku fear for his ass maybe even more than Hatsume just did. 

“Uh, Mina? Genuinely asking, not trying to be mean but um what is…” Midoriya trails off, entirely too flustered by the situation and the thought of offending her to know what to say.

“Oh, this?” Mina smirks, reaching down and playing with where her clit would normally be. “It’s my clit. Part of the whole alien vibe I got going I guess.” She shrugs. “At least we don’t have to deal with a harness, though.”

Todoroki can see Midoriya’s practically buzzing with questions as he sighs before returning to his self-appointed seat. “Have fun getting drilled on that later.”

“Eh, only fair since I’ll be drilling him first.” Mina snickers as Camie laughs when Todoroki almost chokes on the water he was trying to drink. 

This time, when Midoriya groans, it’s out of exasperation at Mina’s joke rather than pleasure. “Just for that. I don’t want to know.” He huffs.

“Aww, come on, Midobabe.” Mina damn near purrs, running her acrylics through green curls and giggling slightly at the pout the nickname gets from both men. “I’m sure you’ll get all the answers you need when it’s wiggling inside you and filling you up.” A smirk graces her face as she moves behind him. “If you can even think that is.”

Midoriya goes to open his mouth when something is messed with on the plug keeping him full and he feels it deflate and leave him gaping and clenching around nothing. He whimpers at the feeling but doesn’t get any actual time to complain before something is squirming and wiggling against his rim like it’s pushing the escaping cum back inside and making him moan. 

“Mi-Mina!” He whines, squirming a bit before he feels the tentacle-like clit start working its way in properly and he moans. “Fuck it’s making its own lube.” He gasps.

“Mhmm.” Mina hums behind him, acrylics digging into his hips slightly as the extra sensitive appendage is squeezed by the greenette. “Shit, baby. I should have gone after Prez. You’re still so tight.” She groans, tentaclit brushing his prostate to seemingly prove her point and making her curse at how his hole spasms.

“God are you really that eager to get your guts rearranged by my clit?” Mina asks around a breathy laugh. “Look at you already squirming so much.” She coos, bringing her hips back to slam her clit home in his already sloppy hole and cry out at the tight heat.

Midoriya moans loudly, the tentacle’s whithering managing to find all of his sensitive spots. “Mina, please~”

“Begging already, baby boy?” She laughs teasingly, starting up a rough pace that has both of them feeling every drag along Midoriya’s rim. “Damn, how tight you are, it’s almost easy to forget you’re such a little slut. Begging us to strap you up in the middle of the living room and take turns fucking your slutty little hole like it deserves. Gods you’re going to be absolutely dripping aren’t you? Wouldn’t be surprised if your stomach’s actually inflated after this, looking like a proper whore.”

Midoriya was expecting this at some point, but not from Mina and it had him moaning and clenching around her as he withered and his cock ached for release already. 

“Oh? Like that idea do you? It’s already a mess in here, just how many loads have you already let people dump in you?” Mina taunts, nodding to Camie who makes her way to Midoriya’s front. 

“Ha-Hatsume.” Midoriya tried to get out around his moans. “She- nnghn- she-”

“The wall thing has apparently been collecting his cum as well so that’s what Hatsume shot into him.” Todoroki supplies as he watches Camie start smoothing her own nails through sweat-soaked curls. “Kirishima and Aoyama only came once, but Kirishima fucked one out of him and Hatsume milked several from him before she let him rest so he probably has five or six loads in him.” The dual quirk user shrugged. “I wasn’t paying too much attention.”

Mina blinks before her grin turns feral. “Oh, you absolutely nasty little slut.” She chuckles, focusing a bit more now to make sure her clit is fucking the cum deeper into him and cooing at the way he cries out. “So desperate for cum, you’ll take even your own. You’re going to love the amount of whatever it is that I shoot into you then. If it were closer to my time I could give you eggs too, but probably for the best with all the cum.” Another laugh. “Imagine explaining to the press how a woman knocked you up.”

Midoriya is flushed halfway down his back as he whimpers and moans around the abuse to his insides and the dirty words being thrown at him. He squirms in the contraption constantly shifting hold and when he meets Camie’s eyes as she coos at him, they’re teary and fuzzy. “Ca-Camie?” He slurs a little.

“Shhh, is the big scary dommy mommy being mean to you, sweetie?” Camie coos, long nail petting through his hair and smiling when he nuzzles into it seemingly unconsciously. “Look at you, being such a good boy. Taking them all so well aren’t you, sweetheart?”

Midoriya nods, whimpering at the sweet words. “Hope so.” He slurs a little. “Want ‘em to feel goOd-AH~!”

“They’re feeling so good, bun,” Camie assures. “I’ve never seen Mina shaking to hold off cumming so fast.” A giggle. “Then again, I’m usually edging her until she breaks, but that’d be just cruel to do to someone trying so hard wouldn’t it?”

Midoriya whines, nodding his head a bit. “Wanna cu-nnnm- cum.” He moans when there’s another solid drag against his prostate.

“Don’t worry, baby. We won’t make you wait.” She promises, standing up a little. “Will you make me feel good too, sweetie? I’m like totally soaked listening to you two.” She giggles, some of her normal way of talking coming through her sexy talk. 

Midoriya nods his head quickly, tongue lolling out eagerly as a go-ahead while he whines. 

“Such a good boy.” Camie praises, grabbing onto handles and footholds that Midoriya didn’t know were there until then as she smothers his face in her pussy and gasps when he moans against her. 

A few particularly rough thrusts and a tug on his cock to manage to distract him for a moment as he moans into the wet heat in front of him, but the feeling of Camie grinding her clit on his nose brings him back to his task at hand and he starts licking and sucking like a man lost in the desert.

“Oh shit~” Camie whines, grinding herself down on the invading tongue as she tries not to crush his face in the thighs he’s holding onto for dear life. “Mmngh~ Who taught you to eat pussy, sweetie? Shit, that’s good!” She praises, trembling as he tongue fucks her with precision. 

“He spent years with his nose buried in the internet.” Todoroki provides from where he’s scrolling through his phone, not as interested in the girls. “I thought I was dying the first time he sucked my dick, and still am not convinced he didn’t suck my soul out.”

Both girls can’t help but laugh, stuttering their movements enough to get a desperate whine out of the man between them and shared apologies.

“Well, it definitely shows, mnmm~ So good, baby.” Cami praises, thighs trembling as she grinds down. She yelps slightly when this apparently encourages Midoriya to change his hold so he’s holding her by her hips and entirely supporting her weight with the occasional spark of green lightning zipping around his arms as he dives in deeper, sending vibrations through her core as he moans and whines at the clit ruining him. 

It isn’t long before Camie is cumming all over his face with a trembling cry and her release soaking his chin. She feels him continue to lick it up, and hums happily before squirming when she realizes his pace hasn’t changed at all and the gravity of Todoroki’s words sink in. 

“Any chance you know like how much he knows about women?” Camie asks shakily.

“Um.” Todoroki looks up at the ceiling as though thinking before he shrugs. “I know his mom had the sex talk with him pretty long and Bakugou’s mom gave them both the R-rated version so I imagine a bit.”

Camie’s eyes widen as she looks down and sees evil in those previously sweet green eyes before his tongue dives between her folds and he sucks hard on her clit making her throw her head back in a loud moan. 

“You good, babe?” Mina asks from the other side of the contraption.

“I think the bunny totally isn’t as innocent as he seems.” She whines, whithering at the relentless attention. “He’s like not letting up at all.”

Mina laughs before she groans when he clenches around her. “He tryna get another one out of ya?”

“And succeeding.” Camie whines, walls spasming as another one approaches.

Todoroki is looking over now in confusion. “Uh, I’m definitely missing something?”

Both girls frown at him before Mina remembers something and she rolls her eyes. “I forgot who your dad is. Let me guess, convinced the female orgasm is a myth?”

“I had to go to Midnight in secret to learn anything because he signed me out of sex ed.” Todoroki nods before his face scrunches up as though remembering something and his eyes finally widen. “Oh right.”

“There ya go, candy cane.” Camie giggles before moaning around another orgasm and finally trying to squirm away only for calloused hands to pull her closer, green eyes looking up questioningly as though asking if this is alright.

Camie considers for a moment if she wants to deal with overstimulation. “How close are you, babe?”

“Almost there.” Mina moans around Midoriya spasming as an orgasm is pulled from him and his moans stimulate Camie further. 

Camie yelps and moans, deciding she can handle one more, and settles back in. “Okay, bun.” She coos. “Go on and drink your fI-ill!” She cries out when Midoriya immediately returns to his antics.

Mina snickers at the two before redoubling her efforts to pump Midoriya even fuller. “Don’t forget about me, Mido~” She teases, spreading muscular cheeks wide as speeds up and she feels him tense and spasms around her, gifting her with her girlfriend’s beautiful sounds echoing her efforts. 

It’s not long before she hears her girlfriend cry out for the third time, and she herself tenses as she unloads a slick almost slime into Midoriya that has him crying out as well, even if all his cock does is twitch pathetically. Mina groans at the sounds, grinding into Midoriya through her orgasm until she can finally pull out and quickly slip the inflatable plug back into place. She snickers as she pushes the button and Midoriya groans at the fullness, no doubt feeling bloated by now. 

She listens to Midoriya’s whines, cooing softly as she moves around him to have him clean her up with his mouth, kissing her tired girlfriend while whispering affirmations. Her clit twitches a few more times under the attention of Midoriya’s curious mouth, but she knows she’s done for a bit. 

“You did so well, baby.” Mina grins as she eventually bends down next to him, petting through his sweat-soaked hair as she licks some of her girlfriend’s release off his cheek. “Sorry if I was a little mean. You okay?”

Midoriya hums, nodding happily. “I’m alright, Mina. It was kind of hot.” He admits shyly. 

Mina chuckles, ruffling his hair teasingly as she backs up. “Good to hear, Mido.” She smiles, glancing behind the greenette before she smirks wickedly. “Hopefully I didn’t wear you out too much. It looks like Prez is ready for his turn.”

Midoriya pales slightly, remembering the filth whispered to Aoyama earlier and turns entirely scarlet in the next breath as he remembers what he’d seen in the locker rooms in school. “Pray for me.”

Both girls laugh as Mina takes Camie’s hand to lead her away. 

“Good luck, babes.” Camie giggles with a wave. 

Midoriya hears footsteps approach him but nothing touches him for several long moments. Eventually, he starts squirming under the gaze he can feel before he yelps when a big hand connects with his ass and he moans when the plug bumps his prostate. 

“T-Ten?” Midoriya stutters, squirming more and earning another smack and a moan. “Iida, please! The plug! It’s right on my prostate when you do that.” He whimpers earnestly.

“Knowing Mei, I’m sure it is.” Iida finally hums in a voice much lower than normal.

A glance to his side shows Midoriya that Todoroki is just as affected as he is as heterochromatic eyes widen as his back straitens, pink flushing across his cheeks and ears.

“That’s not an excuse to be such a little cock slut though is it?” Iida continues, playing with the plug to make Midoriya squirm so he can deliver another smack to muscular cheeks. “Look at you, squirming for something to fill you.” A large hand dips below him and presses on his stomach to make him realize that Mina was right about his stomach probably distending from whatever she spewed in him when the pressure made him realize just how full he is. “Already so full and begging for more.” Another smack that makes him hiccup out a broken moan. “Do you have an ounce of shame in you? Where’s your pride as a hero, hm?” A grind of the plug against the smaller man’s already abused prostate. “Or are you good for nothing more than being a hero’s cum dump?”

Midoriya had no clue he was into being talked to quite this harshly but he moans lowly at how hard his cock already is again. He did still have some of his pride though…or wanted to taunt the bigger man. Who knows really? “Not a cock slut.” He did not mean for that to sound so pouty and slurred. “‘M hero.”

Another smack makes him sob and his cockthrob .

“Lying isn’t very heroic, Midoriya.” Iida almost growls, making the smaller man shiver. “All I see in front of me is a little whore wanting his gaping, leaking hole stuffed. Look at this,” He tsks, releasing the plug but keeping it angled to keep everything in. “Doubt you’ll even make a good cocksleeve after this with how loose you are. I almost feel sorry for Todoroki won’t even be able to get any friction from his little toy.” 

Midoriya’s hole spasms around the emptiness almost as though it wants to close, but doesn’t remember how to and is only working to prove Iida’s words right as it trembles before him. Midoriya whimpers in shame, trying to move his legs to shield himself but remembering they’re taped to the wall he’s left completely exposed and at Iida’s cruel, judgemental mercy.

He looks to the side in embarrassment and catches sight of something teasing passing over Todoroki’s face as he opens his mouth before closing it thoughtfully and finally looking at Midoriya questionly. He doesn’t know what the other plans to say but trusts him so nods his head and flushes at the small smirk that forms on that scarred face.

“No doubt your right what with the things the girls have been shoving in him,” Todoroki speaks up, sounding bored even as he suppresses a shiver when dark eyes shift to him. “One of us might as well get use out of whatever resistance is left.”

Midoriya flushes, mumbling something about it not being that bad before he squeaks when this earns him another smack. 

“Don’t even deny it,” Iida warns, big hand kneading red skin as he gets his pants undone with the other. “No better than a public glory hole with how used up you are.” Iida swipes up the little bit of cum and lubricants that tries to escape before shoving it back in harshly and smirking at the moan. “I would suggest putting tallies on your ass like those books Mei reads, but all anyone has to do is take one look at you to know you’re nothing but a little slut.” He hears another whine as he finally lines up, moving the plug quickly when he starts sinking in, and Midoriya spasms around him, moaning loudly. 

“Fuck! Shit, are you bigger than the plug? Wait wait wait slow down I’m gonna break!” He rambles despite his hips squirming like he’s trying to get closer to Iida and further down his cock.

“Doubtful,” Iida says with a roll of his eyes. “Not when you’re greedy little hole is trying to suck me in further.” He gives a shallow thrust deeper that earns him a hiccuped moan. “Unless you meant your mind which having a brainless little cum dump waiting for us when we get back wouldn’t be o bad.” He sheaths himself fully and runs a finger over the puffy, red rim stretched around his length and smirks at the shiver he gets to watch race up Midoriya’s back. “As it stands, you’ll probably already need a plug for the next few days with how much you’ll be leaking, I don’t think even Shouji’s tongue would be able to get it all out of you.” He pulls back before starting up a pace that has Midoriya screaming. “Might as well just stay back and be our perfect little fuck toy with how much we’ve already ruined you. You’re probably more suited for this anyway.”

Midoriya doesn’t know if it's his own exhaustion or the conviction with which Iida says it that has him almost agreeing with what Iida says. The thought of being left for his friends to use to pump and dump and being no more than a toy for their pleasure? Midoriya’s cock twitches hard at the thought and makes him moan loudly when Iida finds and starts abusing his prostate. 

“Ten~ Ten please~ No~  I’ll cum if you keep doing that!” He whines, already so close to the edge, and knowing any more will violently throw him over the edge where he’s not entirely sure anyone will catch him.

“Cum whenever you want.” Iida shrugs, not stopping his brutal pace that was obviously far more about chasing his own pleasure than getting Midoriya off at all. He smirks as he feels Midoriya tense and clench around him at the assurance. “Just know I won’t stop.” 

Midoriya’s eyes widen in horror, but it’s already too late as a hard brush against his prostate and the sudden introduction of a large hand around his cock has him screaming out his release and spasming around the giant currently carving its place into his insides, and fuck it almost feels like that time Todoroki brought up fisting with how stretched he is. His vision whites out as he shoots another load into the tray beneath him and he has to wonder if Iida will be the reason he’s left as nothing more than a loose hole. He’s pretty sure he just came so hard his cock about jerked itself off of his body, but he’s not given time to dwell on that as Iida makes good on his apparent promise and continues to use him at that same brutal pace that leaves his legs shaking and threatens to fuck him right out of Hatsume’s invention if she didn’t apparently know her boyfriend so well and what he had planned for the smaller man’s insides.

“I-Iida~” Midoriya moans brokenly, not sure he’ll be able to cum for any of the others after that. “Hurry~ Please, I can’t! I can’t, Iida~”

Iida just huffs, delivering another harsh smack to the side of his ass cheek that makes Midoriya hiccup out a sob. “Quiet. You’re done when I say you are.” He huffs, making sure to grind harshly against where he’s deduced the smaller man’s prostate is. 

Midoriya whines, hands scrambling against the wall as though to escape the overwhelming sensation, but making no attempt to safeword or action out of it. This earns him another smack and, after a few more, he finally falls limp, forcing himself to relax enough to be a proper toy for the bigger man as he whines. “Y-yes, sir.” Midoriya whimpers. 

He’s pretty sure that’s a growl he heard from the other man or something similar at least, and he can’t help but yelp when his hips are grabbed roughly. He swears he hears engines purring as somehow Iida’s thrusts only get more brutal, and green eyes roll back in their sockets at the overwhelmingness of it all. 

Midoriya honestly loses all sense of time from there and by the time he’s finally being filled with another, possibly larger than average load, he’s pretty sure he’s cum again if the dull throbbing in his balls is anything to go by and now he’spositive he can’t cum again as he hiccups on a broken sob. When had he started crying? The answer doesn’t matter to him as he lets out a high-pitched whine when Iida starts pulling out and he’d probably hook his legs around the other if they weren’t still taped to the contraption. He lets out a low groan when he feels the plug fill him again, and yep. It definitely just had to inflate bigger.

Midoriya doesn’t even realize he’s shaking until he hears some mumbling and suddenly a big hand is cupping his face and he’s forced to look into the kinder eyes that he’s used to seeing on his former class president. 

“You okay, Midoriya?” Iida asks softly, whipping tears away as he puts his cock away with his free hand. “Was I too mean? Yuu does say I can get intense, and while he loves it, I should have assured you understood just how different it is from my everyday personality. I am deeply sorry if I hurt you at all.”

Midoriya’s head spun a bit from the complete change in demeanor as he blinked before giving a tired smile and nuzzling the hand cupping his face. “I’m fine, Iida. Just a bit of whiplash between the two.” He mumbles, having to focus a bit to not slur his words. 

“Are you sure? Todoroki was concerned I did actually break your brain.” Iida asks still looking a bit worried. 

“Ten, I witnessed you try to kill a man. You being a little mean when blowing my back out is nothing.” Midoriya chuckles, whining when this gets his now pouty cheek pinched.

“That was three years ago, will you two ever let me live that down?” Iida huffs, ears stained red in embarrassment. “Would you not do the same for your brother.” He asks, head turning to Todoroki before he realizes his mistake in who he’s talking to and opens his mouth to probably apologize. 

Todoroki beats him to it.

“Technically I tried to do the sameto my brother,” Todoroki smirks lightly as he cleans his hands of another orgasm. “And vise versa from him.”

Iida lightly thumps his forehead in green curls with a groan. “Todoroki,please seek therapy!”

“Eh, why do that when I can cuddle my big tiddy boyfriend instead?” Todoroki shrugs as he walks over to kiss Midoriya’s now blushing face. 

“Sho!” Midoriya whines. “I ambegging you to stop listening to Kaminari.”

“Your reactions are too funny for that.” Todoroki smiles fondly before turning to Iida. “Can you help me get him to the couch so he can stretch and rest for a bit? I’m sure you probably know how this thing works.”

“Yes, right away.” Iida nods with one of his hand motions that shows he’s completely back to his normal self as he hops up to find the control box Hatsume left behind. It doesn’t take long from there to get Midoriya out and cuddled against Todoroki on the couch as the lither of the two massages where he’s been in the contraption for a few hours now. They both thank Iida when he returns with water. “Of course, the least I can do for the gift Midoriya has granted us. “ Iida nods. “Should I go tell Shinsou, Monoma, and Kaminari it should be their turn in about an hour?”

Midoriya hums into his water bottle, thinking about it for a second before he nods. “Yeah, that should be enough. Thank you again.”

“Anytime.” Iida nods robotically albeit with a small smirk that shadows his earlier attitude. “Just let me know.”

Midoriya flushes, nodding shyly before they’re left alone to cuddle and relax.

Or relax as much as they could when Todoroki kept curiously poking his stomach or the plug and making him squirm.

“Shoo~” Midoriya whines, trying to squirm away from who was supposed to be his human pillow. “The break was your idea, meanie!”

“But you’re so cute.” Todoroki pouts, nuzzling slowly drying hair despite the sweaty smell. “I can’t help but want to make you squirm for me.”

“Yeah, but I’m sure ShinMonoKami has something planned and I’d rather be prepARed!” Midoriya yelps as he’s suddenly lifted into arms now used to slinging around body wait and met with teasing purple eyes.

“You look plenty prepared to me,” Shinsou smirks as he carries Midoriya back over to the contraption. He real quick shoots the same look over to Todoroki next. “Sero said he’s coming down to give Midoriya a show of his own, by the way.” He warns, chuckling as steam starts rising from the dual-colored man.

“How are you still so skinny?” Midoriya squeaks as his mass of tightly packed muscle is carried like he ways nothing.

“Have you ever seen me in anything but dark colors?” Shinsou smirks, passing Midoriya to Monoma through the ‘wall’ while Kami presses the button to secure him back in place. “I have a non-combative quirk. These two can attest to the fact that I’m almost even with Aizawa by now.”

Midoriya thinks back to the time that Todoroki’s fire went a little wild during training and burned off half of their teacher’s shirt and revealed biceps that could probably crush their head if he wanted to. He flushes red at the memory, earning a laugh from Monoma. 

“Wow, who knew some muscle was all it would take to take down A class’s golden child.” The blonde teases with a smirk as his voice turns pitying. “Almost a shame you wanted to be stuck in here. You don’t get to experience how hot it is when he can manhandle you like you weigh nothing.”

The flush creeps further down Midoriya’s neck at the thought and he squirms, moving like he’s going to magically be able to see around the wall. “It’s a dark-colored shirt, not a magic cloak.” He whispers in disbelief.

“And he somehow survives on 3 hours of sleep a week.” Monoma sighs with an annoyed roll of his eyes like this was an old argument. “We’ve stopped questioning how the laws of nature seem to bend to him.

“Three hou-Shinsou!” Midoriya scolds, shooting a glare at the contraption that he’s sure Shinsou can hear if the tired sigh is anything to go by.

“Snitch.” Shinsou huffs, probably sending his own glare over the ‘wall’.

“You stopped letting me quirk you to sleep.” Is Monoma’s only response as he shrugs. 

“Yeah, 'cause I have stuff to do.”

“The cases will still be there when you wake-”

“Guys!” Kaminari cuts in with an exasperated laugh that says this definitely isn’t the first time this argument has been had. “I’m sure Midobro doesn’t want caught in the literal middle of you two bickering like an old married couple.”

Midoriya sees Monoma frown apologetically at the same time Shinsou mumbles a sorry from behind him. 

“It’s fine.” Midoriya chuckles awkwardly before whispering. “I am team Monoma on this one though.” Earning him a triumphant smirk from said blonde.

“Do you want to bring up your little idea, Hito, or have some fun first?” Monoma finally chuckles, placated now.

“Oh, definitely having some fun first.” Shinsou hums, hands finally finding Midoriy’as hips once more and pressing his thumb into the plug. “I want to see just how much they’ve dumped in him already before they add any more.”

Midoriya furrows his brows in confusion, looking to Monoma as though their self-proclaimed rival will reveal what Shinsou means. “What? What does he meAN?! Mnmm~” Midoriya tries asking but ends up groaning instead when the plug is ground into his prostate. “Shinsou~”

“Sorry, couldn’t resist.” He apologizes sounding not at all sorry before he lets the plug deflate and gives a low whistle at the amount that tries to escape. “We’re not even going to need to prep you, are we?”

Midoriya flushes red but shakes his head slowly. “Unless you plan to figure out DP, probably not.”

“If we had a different angle, maybe.” Shinsou shrugs, the sound of a zipper accompanying it. “Lord knows Nei loves the power trip of dicking down someone from A class, but he’d probably get too big of a head stretching you that much.” He teases, chuckling when this earns him an offended huff. “I’m mostly kidding, babe.” 

“Sure you are.” Monoma huffs before taking hold of Midoriya’s chin. “What do you say to letting me fuck your mouth, doll-Oh?”

Midoriya doesn’t even notice how he lets his mouth fall open and tongue loll out until Monoma is giving him a crazed smirk and he flushes red in embarrassment. 

“I- uh- I” Midoriya starts to stutter before Monoma is once again holding his chin as he gets his shorts off. 

“Nope, shut up, that was hot.” Monoma decides as he finally kicks his legs free.

Midoriya flushes darker but lets his mouth fall open again, humming happily as Monoma slides his cock in.

“Shit, the others weren’t kidding were they.” Monoma groans as a warm tongue caresses him. “You’re really having fun with this, huh?”

Midoriya hums again in affirmation, eyes shining in mischief when the sound sends vibrations up the blonde’s cock before he straight up moans when Shinsou finally starts sliding into him.

“Mngn~” Monoma moans, hand bunching in green locks as the vibrations shoot up his cock. “Hito~ Some warning!”

“And give you the chance to hide your noises?’ Shinsou scoffs as he gives a thrust after finding Iida already did a number on him. “I don’t think so.”

Midoriya does get a view of the pout Monoma shoots behind him so gives a hard suck that gets the blonde to finally start moving with a groan. 

“Gods, your throat.” Monoma groans, thrusting in and out slowly until calloused hands grab his hips. He glances down, blue meeting green before he feels the other’s throat relax around him and he gets the hint. “You want me to fuck your throat?” He clarifies before cursing when Midoriya moans around him. 

Monoma huffs as though put out as he curls manicured fingers into green curls to start using his throat like a fleshlight. Both men moan, encouraging the blonde to speed up. 

Meanwhile, behind the greenette, Shinsou is thrusting in and out of the shorter man’s sloppy hole as he kisses whimpers, and mewls out of Kaminari’s mouth and nipping at his lips. 

“Fuck, you two are so pretty,” Shinsou growls as he finally pulls away, long fingers petting through blonde locks. “What do you think, baby? Ready to see if there’s any left in him?”

Kaminari might as well be purring under the attention as he nods, quickly dropping to his knees and shuffling under Midoriya to take his cock down his throat in one go, Shinsou having fucked away his gag reflex long ago. If his mouth wasn’t full he would probably snicker at the surprised moan Midoriya lets out that drags one from Monoma as well.

“Mnahh~” Monoma moans, speeding up as his eyes return to Shinsou’s. “Now would probably be the time to a-Ask.” He groans when Midoriya swallows around him.

“Yeah, I suggested that before I got my dick in him.” Shinsou groans, grinding into where he has deduced the shorter man’s prostate is in hopes of getting some friction. “Fuck, we should have gone before Iida. That was before. Pretty sure the aftercare team will kill me if he goes anymore.”

“Pretty sure- mnnm~ that’s his decision.” Monoma huffs, smirking when he sees Sero enter the room from the corner of his eye. “Oh, looks like his treat’s here.”

Midoriya looks up at him in confusion before he hears Todoroki gasp and his eyes dart over to see Sero claiming his boyfriend’s mouth and moans at the sight. 

“Shit!” Shinsou hisses when Midoriya suddenly clamps down on him. “I know, dammit!”

“Then ask before Sero melts the other party’s brain.” Monoma scoffs with a roll of his eyes, pausing his movements to pull out briefly so Midoriya can answer. “Sero, cool it for a minute.”

 They hear a low chuckle and a whine before Midoriya and Todoroki direct their slightly annoyed attention to the throuple. 

“Ugh, fine.” Shinsou huffs, though neither he nor Kaminari actually stops their movements. “Kaminari suggested it as a joke, but I decided to ask what the others thought and they all agreed if you were okay with it, but what would you say to me brainwashing the class and ordering them to fuck you to their limit? A safeword will also cue me to deactivate my quirk, but we heard some of what Iida was saying and thought we should ask.”

Monoma can’t help but cackle at the look on Midoriya’s face as his blush spreads down his back and he lets out a strangled squeak. “He only accepts word, doll!”

Midoriya whines, looking over to Todoroki who has a completely ravenous look in his eyes even as he shrugs. “Sounds hot, but up to you.” Which does not help the heat radiating from his freckled face. 

When he takes too long to anser, Shinsou starts slowing down and he whines.

“Just need a yes or no and I continue either way,” Shinsou assures him.

Midoriya pouts but ultimately mumbles out an answer. “Please?”

“What was that?” Shinsou hums with a smirk the other can't see. He heard him, he’s just being an ass. 

“Ugh! Yes! Fuck that sounds hot!” Midoriya huffs, hiding his face in Monoma’s stomach and whimpering when he’s pulled out of hiding by a manicured hand in his curls. 

“Now was that so hard?” Monoma smirks, sliding back in. 

Whatever Midoriya’s pouty little face was going to say is quickly cut off by the three speeding back up and bringing him back to a moaning mess. 

“Like you can talk.” Shinsou chuckles, looking over to where Sero probably has his tongue halfway down Todoroki’s throat. “Mind texting the chat?”

Sero breaks away for a second to start trailing kisses down Todoroki’s pale neck. “Gotcha.” He assures, fiddling with his phone without even looking at it.

Shinsou scrunches his face, wondering how many times he’s texted the other and he had his head between someone’s legs. He quickly shakes his head, deciding he doesn’t want to know. 

Not long after, Monoma moans loudly, not lasting long in the greenette’s throat before he’s cumming hard before slipping out and realizing Midoriya managed to swallow every drop. “Not bad A class.” He manages to chuckle as he brushes aside sweat-damp hair, and moves to join his boyfriends on the other side. 

Midoriya chuckles, sticking his tongue out before squirming a bit and almost screaming when Kaminari swallows around him. How he didn’t notice the darker blonde was only cockwarming him until now he doesn’t know, but that changes very quickly when Kaminari actually starts trying to make him cum. 

“Ngnn~! Fuck~ Kaminari! Ahh~!” Midoriya cries out, squirming and groaning in frustration when Shinsou’s strong hands on his hips won’t let him thrust into the warm, wet heat.

“Nuh-uh-uh~” Shinsou smirks, finally getting some good friction now that Midoriya is getting close. “Just stay there and take what you’re given until I cum.” 

Midoriya whines, but does what he’s told even if his hips jerk every now and again and he’s sure he almost starts crying when Kaminari starts playing with his balls. “Ahh~ No~! Please! So close!”

“That’s it, Midoriya.” Shinsou hums, grinding his dick against the smaller’s prostate and groaning when he squeezed around him. “Cum whenever you’re ready. Denks can take it.”

Kaminari moans happily as though to prove Shinsou’s point and that seems to be all Midoriya can take. No sooner is Shinsou giving him permission than his vision is whiting out and his body is pulling taught as he cums hard down Kaminari’s throat.

As he’s trying to blink his vision back into focus, he hears Shinsou curse before another spray of warmth paints his insides and he giggles about thinking it was good that the other was able to cum despite how loose he is now. 

Soon he hears footsteps and, despite knowing that he can’t see around the wall, still cranes to try and see only to get the beautiful view of his boyfriend whimpering on Sero’s cock as the lanky man growls something to him in Spanish while he thrusts up into him. He gets to watch how Todoroki’s eyelashes flutter with tears and his legs shake and spasm in Sero’s arms as they hold the long legs open. Todoroki isn’t small by any means so there’s something about watching his cock bob uselessly against his belly as his hands are probably taped behind his back and all he can do is take it, and trust that Sero will tip him over the edge that is so mind-numbingly beautiful that Midoriya has to check that he isn’t drooling. 

They’re putting on such a show, that Midoriya honestly forgets others had come into the room until pink hair enters his vision and suddenly the ‘wall’ is moving until his face is hanging lower than his ass and he feels his ankles moved, and cuffed above him so he’s on full display while gravity does it’s best to keep everything in him. He’s confused for a second until he hears Shinsou ask a question and someone’s cut-off answer before he remembers what he agreed to and he flames scarlet as acrylics dig into his ass and he tries to deduce if it’s Mina or Camie.

This train of thought is quickly pushed from his mind with the first hard thrusts, however, that makes him scream, and he doesn’t get time to collect a thought for a while after. By the time the last person snaps out of it, unable to cum anymore, Midoriya can’t possibly hold any more. His hole is now gaping and sloppy, consistently oozing a mixture of cum and whatever Mina produces that only flows more anytime his hips twitch. He’s long since lost the ability to even whimper, having screamed himself hoarse already and he’s now positive he won’t be able to cum for the next month as he started cumming dry an hour ago when Kaminari’s cock kept zapping his prostate with every grind, and his cock now just lays uselessly against his heavily bloated stomach. 

He looks right and properly fucked, but all he can do is give a sleepy smile when Todoroki comes over to him on shaky legs, Sero's cum dripping out of his own ass as he leans down to kiss him. 

“You feeling okay?” Todorki croaks, having gotten his own throat fucked by what he found out was a pierced cock. 

“Mhmm~” Midoriya hums, nodding as he nuzzles into his boyfriend’s cool hand on his face.

“Ready for the self-appointed “aftercare squad”?” he asks next with a tired smile.

Another nod and Midoriya feels the innertube of the contraption deflate and the six large hands of Shouji pull him out and into a warm hug. He had been curious to try as well, but Tokoyami was a bit more territorial than the others due to his bird traits and Shouji respected that so volunteered for cuddle time instead. This, Tokoyami was apparently okay with as he was already waiting in the arm nest to hold him close to him and Dark Shadow.

If Midoriya were a bit more there, he probably would have questioned if Shouji had another growth spurt what with both of them being able to fit in there, but as he was, the arm nest was warm and he was giggling as he sees Koda angrily signing something to their very embarrassed classmates. He doesn’t get to piece it together, however, as he, Todoroki, and Sero are led away to the baths to soak and get cleaned up a bit before Sato is waiting for them in Tokoyami’snestroom with snacks and water.

‘Overall,’ Midoriya thinks to himself as he snuggles closer to Todoroki’s left side, ‘ten out of ten would do again.’

#dekubowl #kiribaku #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #kirishima x bakugou #bnha #mha smut #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #smut #demisexual bakugou #tododeku #bnha todoroki #todoroki shouto #deku #bnha deku #quirkplay #todoroki x deku #midoriya izuku #bnha midoriya #todoroki x midoriya #bakudeku #bakugou x izuku #kiribakudeku #kirishima x bakugou x deku #mha aoyama #yuga aoyama #aoyama x deku #hatsume mei #hatsume x deku

[elmouwus]

past lovers masterlist

[ smut, fluff, angst ] midnight daughter ! reader x aged up ! izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, + katsuki bakugo. in which you loved them at different times and now you want them again.

warnings : mentions of sa, drug abuse, alcohol abuse, drug taking, and polyamorous relationships.

before you start i would like to add that y/n is NOT perfect and has her flaws. she presents herself as perfect because of those “flaws”. she will do things you don’t like and do things you love.

if you’re reading this on wattpad or ao3 you’ll notice they have more chapters, on both those sites i included filler chapters that don’t really do anything for the plot.

✎ prologue | in which y/n is reunited with her past lovers.

✎ chapter one : zuzu’s smile | in which y/n reminisces the time she spent with izuku.

✎ chapter two : kat’s smell | in which y/n reminisces the time she spent with katsuki. C O M I N G S O O N

✎ chapter three : sho’s eyes | in which y/n reminisces the time she spent with shoto. C O M I N G S O O N

#bakugo smut #deku smut #deku fluff #bkdk x reader #bakugou x y/n #dekukatsu #mha deku #dekubaku #deku #deku x reader #deku x bakugou #bnha todoroki #todobaku #todoroki shouto #bnha shoto todoroki #todoroki x midoriya #tododeku #dekutodo #todoroki x reader #todoroki smut #todoroki fluff

[myspacedoll]

Hnnngh Tododeku x reader I need to be smushed between them immediately they are my boyfriends

Being smushed between them would solve at least 87% of my current problems

You would be so unbelievably spoiled dude. Shouto’s love language is gift giving, Izuku’s are words of affirmation and physical touch. There isn’t a single aspect of your relationship where you aren’t being completely spoiled at all times. Shouto is buying you anything you even vaguely mention wanting as well as anything he just thinks you might like, while Izuku is smothering you with affection and reassurance at every turn. That giving nature doesn’t change when it comes to more intimate activities, of course. They’re both completely focused on you and making sure you’re feeling good before they start to consider their own needs. Even when they do get rather lost in each other they’re reaching out for you to make sure you’re included and aren’t feeling neglected, prioritizing the intimacy and deep connection of the moment over the physical pleasure.

I love both of them, I want to be with both of them, I would worship both of them. That’s it, that’s the tweet

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #tododeku #Self insert #smut #my hero academia #headcanons #self ship #poly

[khart-312]

when I tell you I had to P R A Y after reading this I- 😩😭 CREDS TO THIS AMAZIMG WRITER ON AO3 ↓↓

#smut #boku no hero academia #izuku midoryia #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #hanta sero #hot as hell #pray for one another #send help #dying on my knees #bakudeku #seroroki #todobakudekusero #tododeku #serodeku

[pansexual-being]

I am planning on making a bakubottom smut fic but I don't know what the scene will be or with whoooooo.

Help.

#ao3 update #ao3 funny #ao3 writer #ao3 kiribaku #ao3 stuff #ao3 author #ao3 tododeku #ao3fic #ao3 #smut #bakubottom #helpol

[jellyfishgh0st]

ao3 fanfic

pairing: midoriya izuku/todoroki shouto

In which Izuku wants Shouto to be rough with him and shouto pushes him around and steps on him. Bottom Midoriya obvi.

#ficfinder #boku no hero academia #mha #tododeku #smut fic #pls help #I've been searching all day

[princessfreakincastiel]

I Didn’t Ask To Be Put in the Middle

Shoto has loved Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo since they were in UA together. And now the three of them are best friends and pro heroes together, getting ready to open their own agency. Izuku and Katsuki are engaged, and while Shoto couldn’t be happier for them, he longs for the life he knows he can’t have with them. So what happens when they start fighting only three months before the wedding and a few weeks before the agency is set to open, and both of them start trying to cheat on each other with him? Shoto doesn’t think his heart can handle this kind of stress. He didn’t ask to be put in the middle. Not like this. (Angst/Hurt/Comfort- smut and happy ending!)

#my fics #mha fic #mha fanfiction #tdbkdk #TodoBakuDeku #TodoBakuDeku fanfic #tdbkdk fanfic #tddk #TodoDeku #tdbk #TodoBaku #bkdk #bakudeku #mutual cheating #angst #mha angst #angst with a happy ending #hurt/comfort #mha smut #ao3 #ao3fic #ao3 author #ao3 writer #mha ao3 #bnha fanfic #shoto todoroki #izuku midoriya #katsuki bakugo #Todoroki needs a hug #engaged bkdk

[an1m3smutt3r]

Shoto and Izuku alone in a room and after a while they decide to practice making out and as the days pass they start incorporating touches and soon it leads to them desperately trying to cum while rubbing their d¡cks together bc neither one wants to hurt the other with penetration.

#mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #nsft concept #mlm #spicy content #18+ content #sexy content #shouto todoroki #shoto todoroki #tododeku #izuku midoriya #mha deku #deku #smut scenarios #smut

[bakusquad-101]

and since Tododeku and kiribaku are 2nd and 3rd I will do those two in future post!,but after bakudeku we’re going back to the bakusquad 🥹!

#bakusquad headcanons #mha #mha smut #kiribaku #tododeku

[vampyrsutton]

KiriBakuTodoDeku~Cum Swapping

Summary:

As usual, Bakugou doesn't know when to stop and is nearing his limit. Kirishima has an idea to relieve some stress.

Ao3 Tags:

Cum Swapping, Foursome - M/M/M/M, Partner Swapping, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Plug, Hate Sex, Subspace, Underage Drinking, Aftercare, Quirk Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), Quirk Misuse (My Hero Academia), Bottom Bakugou Katsuki, Rimming, Spanking, Kinktober 2021

Notes:

This will be the closest to BakuDeku I write btw because it hits way too close to a previous relationship of mine that left both of us messed up but will do my best to keep that out of this. This note is just so no one requests the ship.

“What the fuck are the nerd and Icy Hot doing in my room?” Bakugou growls, glaring at his grinning redhead flopped across his bed.

“Hello to you too, Kacchan.” Midoriya snickers from Todoroki’s lap on the blonde’s desk chair.

“Fuck off! Eijirou?!” Bakugou snarls, wanting answers now. They were wrapping up the year, and the blonde still hadn’t learned his limits so was one ill-placed back-talk away from reverting back to early first year and exploding someone. He just wanted to come back to his room and cuddle with his shark-toothed idiot, but instead, his two biggest rivals were occupying his desk chair looking way too smug to do anything but piss him off more.

He breathes before his palms can start crackling.

“Calm down, Bakubabe.” Kirishima smiles fondly. “They’re here for you, or rather to talk to you. Remember last month when Mina and Denki snuck booze in and you ended confessing a bunch of stuff when we got back to my room?”

Bakugou stares at him for a moment, gears obviously turning before it seems to click and his ears go red as he pointedly avoids looking at Midoriya. “What about it?”

“Well, you’ve been working yourself half to death as usual and both of us can tell you’re about to go off the deep end so I thought you would benefit letting off some steam,” Kirishima explains as he coaxes his angry blonde to sit next to him, holding him close when he does. 

Bakugou does not cuddle closer when fingers start running through his hair. 

“What do they have to do with that?” The blonde huffs.

Kirishima’s grin turns wicked. “Your one-sided childhood crush wasn’t so one-sided. Thought maybe we could both take you apart, and help you relax?”

Bakugou’s head shoots up so fast he narrowly misses smacking into the redhead’s chin as he stares at him wide-eyed and blushing. “You fucking told him?!”

“Bakubabe, Midobro told everyone during truth or dar- You were in the bathroom,” Kirishima remembers. “Well, I can promise I wouldn’t have said shit to anyone unless I was sure.”

Bakugou pouts at him before huffing. “Whatever.” He glares at the bi-colored boy behind his childhood friend. “What’s he doing here then?”

“Izu is my boyfriend. I think I should be in the conversation even if I won’t be in the bed.” Todoroki speaks up from where his chin is resting on the greenette’s shoulder. “I’m completely okay with all of this by the way. My only condition is that I get to watch. Izu almost exclusively bottoms and is really soft as a top.” A smirk. “The amount of tension between you two though? I wanna see what my baby looks like when he goes feral.”

“Sho!” Midoriya scolds, freckles standing out against his red face. “He didn’t need to know that! No way is he gonna let me top now!” The shorter boy pouts.

Bakugou, meanwhile, is a similar shade to his boyfriend’s hair as he takes in what the taller boy says and his mind goes wild from there. The other three in the room turn back to him when he lets out a strangled groan. 

“Bakubabe?” Kirishima questions, trying to get a look at the blonde’s face and smirking when he sees the look in his eyes. “You like that idea don’t you?”

“Sh-Shut up, Shitty Hair!” Bakugou huffs, glaring at the smirking fire and ice user and his wide-eyed childhood friend. “...I’m not against it, but boundaries need set first.”

“Really, Kacchan?!” Midoriya grins. “You’re really okay with it?!”

“Yeah, sure, whatever. Ei is right. I’m stressed as fuck and could do with giving up some control. Boundaries first though.”

“No, of course! I assume you still have your notebook?” The greenette is practically vibrating with glee. 

The blonde flushes at being exposed, but gestures for Kirishima to fish it out of the drawer. “Yeah, I still got it.” He grumbles, tossing it to the nerd. “...I guess Icy-Hot can look too since he’ll technically still be involved.”

“So you’re okay with me watching then?” Todoroki asks as he ends up being the one to catch the book when Deku fumbles it and opens it curiously. Heterochromatic eyes widen when he realizes what he’s holding and stares at Bakugou in shock. “Is this a book of kinks?”

Bakugou flushes darker but nods in answer to both questions with a mumbled yeah as Kirishima grins proudly. “It’s made communication so much easier when bringing things up. I have my own list now, too.”

Todoroki seems to be in shock as Midoriya is now reading the open pages. 

“Are those plans for an Endeavor cuckolding fic?” The greenette asks, immediately snapping his boyfriend back to the present. 

“A WHAT?!” He yells, reading closer. “Endeavor gets exposed-already invested...Jeanist shows him how to-. Why are you writing porn about my dad?! ...Send it to me so I can return some of the trauma.” He mumbles, now invested in looking through the pages. “I assume the highlighters are the stoplight system?”

Bakugou nods, fiddling on his phone until Todoroki’s dings. “Yup. Shows what I like, am okay with, or curious about, and will not do under any circumstances. Sent.”

“Thank you. I will make sure to not read it first. You’re not okay with someone fucking Kirishima without you then?” Todoroki hums as he notices the kink is red.

“Mine.” Bakugou snarls. 

“Fair enough.” The taller shrugs, turning the page. Midoriya is already reading half the book ahead, lifting the pages to see. 

“I knew you were lying when you said you were fine after the slime quirk!” Deku cries out when Todoroki flips to Bondage. 

“...No wonder you were feral during the sports festival. I’m sorry I judged you.” Todoroki frowns.

Bakugou just shrugs as Kirishima holds him closer. “I’m okay with some of it. It just requires a lot more preparation and boundaries.” He grumbles, surprising himself with how comfortable he is sharing this stuff.

The other two furrowed their brows but chose not to ask right now. 

They went on reading, piping up when something piqued their interest. 

“So praise and degradation?” Todoroki asks. “Am I allowed to talk then or would you prefer I stay quiet?”

Bakugou blinks, even more, surprised at how considerate the other is being before thinking about his question. “I never thought I’d be in this situation so I don’t know.  I don’t know you well enough to have feelings for you, but your monotone is kind of relaxing… I’ll tell you if it’s making things weird. As I said your voice is relaxing so if you want to help with aftercare, I should be okay with that.” 

“Relaxing.” Todoroki hums. “I will probably stick to praise if I feel the need to speak at all. I don’t know what Izu will be like so for all we know a balance might be needed.” He shrugs.

“I seriously don’t know why you’re so insistent that I’ll go feral.” Deku pouts. “I don’t go feral.”

Everyone in the room stares at him stone-faced. “What?!”

“Muscular,” Kirishima speaks up.

“Moonfish,” Bakugou adds.

“Literally tried to help Iida murder Stain.” Todoroki hums. 

“Rescuing me at Kamino.” Bakugou.

“Once Eri decided to help, Overhaul stood no chance.” Kirishima laughs.

“Me during the sports festival.” 

“What about-”

“Okay! I get it! I’ve gone feral before!” Midoriya isn’t even trying to hide his pout as the other laugh at him. “No cuddles for you.” He glares over his shoulder as he wiggles out of his boyfriend’s hold, earning a pained whine. “And you.” He points at Bakugou. “Better be ready to not walk.” 

Bakugou turns scarlet and his palms crackle. “I’d like to see you try, Shitty Nerd.”

Something passes through Midoriya’s eyes, and Bakugou shivers when he realizes the hole he’s dug and he can’t wait. 

“Challenge accepted.” The greenette smirks. “Friday after exams?” 

“Sounds good to me.” Kirishima grins as Bakugou nods, refusing to speak out of embarrassment of what sound might leave. 

“Works for me. Can tell father to get fucked...I hate that sentence after what I was just exposed to.” Todoroki sighs. “Not that my input is as important, but I really want to watch.”

“Awesome! Gives us a few days to think and talk more!” Midoriya grins, back to being a ball of sunshine, before smirking as he looks Bakugou in the eye. “Can’t wait.”

Midoriya pulls Todoroki after him as he leaves the room, door clicking behind them before Bakugou finally lets the strangled noise leave his throat.

“Are you trying to kill me, Shitty Hair!” Bakugou yells, flopping back on the bed and grabbing a pillow to scream into.

All Kirishima could do was laugh as he pulled Bakugou into a cuddle. “Come on, let’s relax before you subject me to studying hell.”

“You better not fucking think cuddles will get you out of it either! We finally got you into the top 10 and I’ll be damned if you drop out of it!” Bakugou snarls, even as he sinks into the redhead’s hold. 

“I know, I know.” The redhead chuckles. “But cuddles now, JSL later.” 

Bakugou puts up no further complaints.

~~~

“So he’s definitely goading us, right?” Midoriya asks the day before everything is supposed to happen.

All week, Bakugou had been bordering between being a complete brat and peak seduction, and Midoriya just wanted to make sure he wasn’t losing his mind for no reason. 

“He gets like that whenever he wants to frustrate me so I’ll destroy him so yeah definitely, Midobro” Kirishima smirks as he takes a gear off his shoulder. 

“How do you not have a constant boner?!” The greenette gapes quietly. “He’s even being nice to Sho and I think I caught them play flirting which is not a sight I thought would be so hot, and yet I had the urge to drag Sho away by his tie and have him tease me like that.”

Kirishima’s eyebrows shoot up as he let out a shocked laugh. “I haven’t seen that yet, but then again he’s been thinking about this since you were preteens so chances are you’re being tortured so you’ll return the favor. ...confirm that of course, but that’s my guess.”

Midoriya groans into his mouthguard. “You two might have to make do with Sho. I might die before tomorrow.” 

The redhead could only laugh at the greenette’s suffering. “It’s one more day. He’s not going to let you die before he gets the chance to test your strength quirk.”

It’s at this exact moment that Bakugou chooses to walk past in nothing but his jockstrap, and Deku suddenly looks like he’s ready for Christmas with how fast his face flushes red, a strangled squeak leaving his lips.

He doesn’t miss the smirk that decorates the blonde’s, nor the heated look thrown over his shoulder.

“Oh, it’s on, Kacchan.” He smirks before turning back to the redhead. “It’s odd how feral he is being on the Ace-spectrum.”

Kirishima just blinks. “I thought for sure you’d already have notes upon notes about that sort of stuff already. I mean I have no room to talk because I had the same idea at the start, but bro, you’re the research nerd.”

Midoriya raises a brow while trying to figure out if he should feel insulted or not. “...Explain?”

“I thought the same way when we first got together and was tiptoeing around everything related to sex because I was terrified of making him uncomfortable and him leaving. That’s honestly the main reason I’m so grateful you two are so similar in your detailed notes and fanboy natures because he eventually got pissed at my ‘pussy footing’ as he called it, and just gave me what is basically a kink dictionary. Hell, Urban Dictionary would probably cry if they saw the level of detail in that thing. He eventually made another notebook on sexuality for me because I had a million questions that, despite writing porn, he was too embarrassed to answer.” Kirishima rambles as he starts getting back into his uniform. “Like, bro, you yourself just called it a spectrum and that’s exactly what it is. Some demis may be just as uninterested in sex as ace people, while others just need a strong foundation of trust before they’ll even entertain the idea. Then you have BakuBabe who’s the second one except he got his foundation and took off running.” He finishes, getting his tie in place.

Midoriya blinks, before looking thoughtful as he stands there in his boxers. “That makes sense. We were at war when he came out so I guess I just never got around to researching.” He nods resolutely before grinning. “Thanks, Kirishima.”

“No problem.” Kirishima gives a toothy smile. “Now go get your boyfriend off of mine. I know damn well mine started it, but I have no clue why yours is entertaining it.”

He laughs as Midoriya whips around to see the smirking duo with Todoroki having Bakugou crowded against the locker. “You’re not the only one who has a little shit for a boyfriend,” Deku grumbles as he goes to drag the two-toned boy away. “Why are you like this?”

“Is it riling you up?” Todoroki asks bluntly as he’s dragged to the toilets.

“I’m not answering something you know the answer to!” The greenette squeaks, choosing to ignore the smirk decorating his boyfriend’s face.

Kirishima and Bakugou meanwhile are cackling at the two. 

“Why you gotta taunt him, Bakubabe?” Kirishima snickers.

“You know exactly why, Shitty Hair.” Bakugou laughs.

“Menace. Absolute menace.” 

~~~

“FUCKING FINALLY!” Bakugou yells, stretching his arm behind his head as he and Kirishima entered the dorms after they were finally released for the year. They all had the weekend to relax before their spring break officially starts, but most were already heading out the doors. 

“I never want to see a math equation ever again.” Kirishima groans, hanging deflated against Bakugou’s shoulders.

“Tch, it wasn’t that bad, drama king.” Bakugou tsks, opening the elevator doors.

“Easy for you to say,” Kirishima grumbles. “You’re stupidly smart.” 

“I just work instead of complAi- AH!” 

Bakugou’s banter was cut off as soon as they stepped out of the elevator, and Midoriya is standing there to slam him against the wall next to it. Todoroki is smirking behind him, obviously ready for the show. 

“You, Kacchan, are a fucking ass.” Midoriya snarls, obviously frustrated. 

Kirishima watches as the red of Bakugou’s eyes are swallowed by black even as he’s grinning like a maniac. “Fuck, Deku. I knew you were dumb, but it took you this long to figure that out?” he wasn’t done taunting the boy apparently.

“Big talk from a brat that’s been begging to be fucked stupid all week.” The normally shy boy growls and shit even Kirishima has to admit that is hot as he looks at Todoroki in shock.

The dual-quirk wielder seems to agree. 

“HUH?! As if! I bet I won’t even be able to feel it, damn nerd!” Bakugou sneers. Ah, so he chose violence today.

“The only thing you won’t be feeling is your legs when I’m done with you. Finally make you scream my name for something other than jealousy for once, hm?”

“Ha! Who would ever be jealous of a weakling like you?!” 

As they continue yelling sexual tension-laced insults at each other, Kirishima inches over to a very enthralled Todoroki. “I’m starting to wonder if I’m actually going to be able to get in there or if they’re just going to start clawing at each other before we even make it back to BakuBabe’s room.”

“I have no clue, but I’m going to need to ask Bakugou for some tips on how to get Izu like that,” Todoroki answers, not once taking his eyes off the two who have now started attacking each others' mouths. “Because that is really, really hot.”

Kirishima was used to aggressive blonde by now and knew his methods of getting attention without directly asking so nodded his head in understanding. "This happens at least once a month for me… though with a lot fewer insults obviously."

“I am rather relieved they’re not armed. I think they would have killed each other by now.”

“Don’t give them ideas- hey guys! We’re still in the hallway! Maybe get inside, first!” Kirishima panics when he hears a whine from Bakugou and notices Midoriya’s hand moving suspiciously.

All he gets in response is a groan, and he sighs. “Todoroki? Mind giving me a hand? ...Todoroki!”

Todoroki shakes himself out of whatever trance he was in and nods. “Yeah… let’s get them moved inside.”

The boys move closer and there is a brief scuffle trying to separate them, but eventually, they manage to separate them and drag them into Bakugou’s room. Bakugou clung to Kirishima as he was carried, kissing and sucking and biting along the redhead’s neck to provoke him. After the show they received, it was definitely working and it seemed Todoroki was getting a similar treatment as the two fought to dominate a kiss. 

As soon as the door was closed, Kirishima threw his blonde on the bed and crowded him against the pillows. 

"Fucking hell, Kat. Just how hard have you been pushing yourself to be this damn desperate to be fucked stupid?” Kirishima near growls as he looms over the squirming blonde.

“Just shut up and fuck me, idiots.” Bakugou snarls in response before pulling Kirishima down to devour each other. 

There’s the sound of wood breaking when Bakuogou insults them before the blonde lets out a strangled whine and almost bucks Kirishima off of him as his back arches. 

Kirishima looks down the blonde’s body to find a pissed-off Izuku had taken Bakugou down his throat in one go and was going at it like he was trying to suck the blonde’s soul out of his body and succeeding based on Bakugou’s reactions.

Izuku finally backed off with a pop as he glared up at Bakugou, still stroking the blonde’s length. “Do you really think you’re in any position to be throwing around insults when you’ve been acting desperate for our cocks all week? When I can finally put that mouth to better use than being a little bitch?”

Red eyes glare into green as Bakugou tries to hold in his sounds. “Fuck. You. Deku-Ahh!”

Bakugou hadn’t noticed Midoriya had gotten a hold of lube and now realizes the wood breaking noise was probably his nightstand but doesn’t have time to be mad as the greenette wiggles a finger inside him and draws a whine out of him.

“No, I think that will be the other way around,” Midoriya smirks as he draws his finger in and out, chuckling when he seems to brush the blonde’s prostate and draw out a grasp.

Bakugou snarls but is squirming for more friction. He whines again when Kirishima apparently gets bored of watching and starts devouring the blonde’s mouth and his fingers play with his nipples. 

He cries out again when Midoriya once again takes him whole at the same time he adds a finger. Kirishima takes the opportunity to slip his tongue in the blonde’s mouth and swallow any further sound.

Kirishima’s quirk ripples down his back as Bakugou claws at him while trying to buck into Midoriya’s mouth and groaning when his hips are held down. 

"Dammit! Move, Shitty Deku!" Bakugou snaps, choking on a moan when the only response he gets is another finger added and crying out when Kirishima moves down to start biting and sucking at his neck. 

Kirishima smirks as he bites a particular spot by the blonde's ear and he arches in a way that positions the next thrust of Midoriya’s fingers on his prostate making him moan loudly now. 

Midoriya pauses for a moment before it clicks what just happened and he smirks. "There it is, Kacchan." 

The blonde just groans, already knowing what's about to happen, but still can't stop his sounds as the greenette begins abusing that spot; massaging it with every pass and making the other's knees feel like jelly.

Bakugou squirms, trying to get any of the friction he needs but the nerd and his stupid observation skills seem to have already figured out just how to make the stimulation too much but not enough to give him any release. 

He decides to switch targets when Kirishima made his way down to the blonde's chest and pulls on red-dyed locks. He cries out when this causes a particularly rough bite to his left pec and the redhead attacks his mouth once more. 

There's a surprised whine to accompany his annoyed groan, but he's only annoyed for a second as he realizes the hair-pulling had the desired effect and Kirishima has pulled Deku's mouth off the blonde's cock by green curls. 

Bakugou has to wonder for a moment just what Todoroki and Deku have been doing because the pulling of the greenette’s hair caused the exact opposite effect. Gone was the cocky fierceness as he stared at the others with his pupils blown wide, mouth hanging open, and his tongue lolled out, small pleading noises leaving his throat. 

The other two glance at an obviously painfully turned-on Todoroki in amusement.  

"Uh, I think we broke him, Todorbro?" Kirishima snickers. 

"Yeah, I've trained him well. Let go of his hair and probably get them bickering again." Todoroki smirks, trying to be sneaky about palming himself through his pants. 

"Just jerk off normally if you're gonna sit there and watch, dumbass!" Bakugou snapped at the heterochromatic boy sitting backward on his desk chair. 

Kirishima meanwhile had let go of green curls and was kissing some sense back into the other boy. He regained some of his bearings just in time to hear the insult thrown at his boyfriend and was quick to jump to his defense, smacking the blonde's ass with a glare. 

"None of that, fucking brat," Midoriya growls, smirking when Bakugou yelps and whines needily. "We are not shit-talking my already emotionally scarred boyfriend."

"Bakubabe, no. I know what you're thinking, and it’s too far." Kirishima sighs, seeing the smirk trying to form on the blonde's face. 

"Physically scarred, too." Todoroki chimes in, making Bakugou cackle and the other two groan. 

"Read my damn mind, Icy-Hot!" Bakugou snickers.

"My brother suggested using humor for the trauma. 'Laugh away the pain or at the very least at the horror on others' faces.'" The two-toned boy shrugged, a smirk of his own twitching at the corner of his mouth.

"Sho, no." Izuku sighs. "Please stop listening to the villain." 

"That one was Natsuo, actually." 

Bakugo burst out laughing again at the frustrated groan this drags from the greenette, but yelps when this earns him another slap on the ass. "Dammit, Deku!" 

This just earns him a glare, but nothing more which just frustrates the blonde more. 

He looks to Kirishima for any kind of help, but the redhead just looks amused. 

‘Fucker.’ Bakugou glares, thinking for a second before smirking. “Are you gonna fucking do something you damn nerd or should we switch out for your boyfriend there?” He grins.

Midoriya glares down at the brat. “Kirishima? He’s your brat, do you want front or back?” 

Kirishima laughs at Midoriya falling right into the blonde’s hands but pretends to think about it. “I mean, I think you’ve been wanting to shut him up for a while now.” 

Izuku smirks in return. “Oh, you have no idea.” He chuckles darkly, grabbing Bakugou’s chin. “Gonna make him choke on it.”

“Ha! I’d like to see you trY! Ah~! Fucking cheater!” The blonde moans as the greenette starts stroking him again to silence him.

“Yup.” Izuku hums smugly before his arms flex and he flips the blonde onto his stomach before pulling his hips and bringing him up to his knees. 

Bakugou attempts to choke down his moan at being manhandled, not wanting to give his rival the satisfaction as the Christmas-haired duo move around him; Kirishima moving behind him and Izuku in front of him. He doesn’t have as much luck with the next sound as Kirishima apparently decides to lean down and lick at the access lube leaking from his ass and wiggle his tongue inside causing the blonde to cry out. 

Izuku takes advantage of the blonde’s now open mouth to pull his head up by his hair and slip inside, groaning when Bakugou’s moan vibrates up his length. “Shiiit.”

Bakugou chokes a little but does his best to swallow and breathe through his nose. Deku isn’t as long as Kirishima, but he is thicker and the blonde’s jaw aches as he tries to accommodate the unfamiliar stretch, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes.

The sight is enough to make Midoriya throb which draws another moan from the already shaking blonde. Midoriya inches forward more, trying to fit the rest down the blonde’s throat and having trouble controlling himself when the heat swallows and tightens around him. He doesn’t even need to look up to know when Kirishima starts sliding in, he can tell by the drawn-out moan that races up his cock. “Fuck, Kacchan!”

During this, Kirishima had spent some time taking Bakugou apart with his tongue, but when the blonde’s legs start shaking and he sits up, the glimpse of tears forming in red eyes makes him decide he can’t wait any longer and he lines himself up to sink in. He can’t help but smirk when he realizes he caught the two off guard and the greenette curses. “Tight isn’t he?”

“Hot, too.” Izuku groans, gripping blonde locks harder as he thrusts forward more. 

“Wait ‘til you feel back here.” Kirishima smirks, smacking the blonde’s ass and getting another moan from both. 

“Tap system for safe signals?” The greenette hums.

“Snap system. I can’t always feel the taps when hardened.” Kirishima explains, working himself in ‘til the hilt. 

Midoriya opens his mouth, but Todoroki cuts him off, knowing the look in his eyes. “You can play 20 Questions after, Izu.” 

Midoriya pouts but relents. “How do you want to do this? In sync? Back and forth? Or just fuck him onto me like a cock sleeve?”

Bakugou moans beneath them as they decide his fate like he’s not even there, and silently begs for the last one, just wanting to be used. 

Kirishima hums, pretending to think, but really observing the blonde’s reactions. He groans when Bakugou tightens around him at the end of Midoriya’s questioning. “I don’t think he wants to be able to explain why he’s limping tomorrow.”

Izuku smirks. “That can be arrAnged! Shit!” 

Bakugou moans in anticipation before gagging slightly when Deku accidentally thrusts his hips but he doesn’t try to get away just swallows to adjust.

“Hold on then, Midobro.” Kirishima snickers with a sharp-toothed smirk as he slowly pulls almost all the way out, reveling in how Bakugou whines before starting a brutal pace that lurches the blonde onto the greenette’s cock with each thrust, Midoriya pushing Bakugou back every time Kirishima pulls out so he can be forced back down.

Bakugou does his best to keep his throat relaxed as he was stretched from both ends but still gags around the girth occasionally which only makes the greenette go harder as the blonde’s throat flutters around him. 

Tears were streaming freely from the blonde’s eyes at this point but he made no move to stop the activities as the other two continue to use him as their fuck toy. Every time the redhead would brush his prostate, it ripped a moan from somewhere low in his throat which in turn would make the abuse to his throat rougher and cause him to clench around Kirishima’s length which would just spur him on more as well. 

Bakugou could tell when Deku was getting close as his thrusts grew erratic and made it hard for the blonde to time his breathing, making him light-headed and causing his throat to further spasm around the greenette’s already sensitive head. It doesn’t take long at all before Izuku is spilling down the blonde’s throat and pulling out slowly to smear him cum across the other’s tongue. 

An absolutely ruined groan leaves Bakugou’s throat, and the sight apparently leaves Todoroki in a similar state as he tries to hold back his own orgasm and gives Bakugou an idea. He leaves his mouth to hang open so Deku can see his cum collected there as he motions for Todoroki to come closer. 

The dual-colored boy is understandably confused but is too strung out to question it as he rolls himself over on the chair, not trusting himself to stand. Bakugou gives him the hand signal for ‘Trust me?’ that they learned in hero training, and Todoroki nods before he is pulled into a kiss by his half-open shirt. His eyes widen in shock, but he makes no move to pull away and instead kisses back, moaning low when he realizes Bakugou is using the kiss to swap Izu’s cum into his mouth and he grabs the blonde’s hair to kiss and lick into his mouth like a starving man. 

Bakugou doesn’t object as he uses the other for support as Kirishima continues to pound into him, somehow managing to go harder at the sight in front of him and Bakugou’s thighs tremble in their effort to hold him up. 

Izuku. meanwhile, is leaning against the headboard to catch his breath, and is staring at the sight dumbfounded, his spent cock trying to twitch in interest. 

“Fuck, Kat!” Kirishima all but growls as he snaps his hips to smack against the blonde’s firm ass. He knew there was a possibility Bakugou would allow the half and half boy to get involved, but he thought it would be from afar, and even if it included touching, didn’t think it would be this hot as he sees a white string of cum laden spit connect their mouths when they break for air.

“AHhhh~! Ei! Too much! Hurry! Please!” Bakugou croaks, clinging to Todoroki’s half-opened shit as the only thing keeping him from collapsing onto the bed. 

“Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fu-Ah~! KAt!” Kirishima all but roars as he buries himself to the hilt and surges forward to bite into already prettily scarred shoulders, cumming hard into his whimpering blonde.

Bakugou practically sobs as his vision whites out at the feeling of being filled and cums across his stomach and bedsheets, some even managing to make it onto Todoroki’s pants as he collapses into the taller, panting boy. 

Moments later, Bakugou starts to come back to himself when he feels a cool hand wiping the tears from his cheeks. “Still with us?” A soft monotone hums.

Bakugou whimpers, but nods an affirmative, moving the cold hand to just cover his face and help bring him back. “Stelin yer boifrnd, Dku.” He mumbles into the palm. (Stealing your boyfriend, Deku.)

“How does he have any sass left in him?” Midoriya scoffs at Kirishima.

“He just had the brilliant idea to swap your cum into Todobro’s mouth, nothing surprises me with him anymore.” Kirishima laughs, pulling out slowly and cooing at the whimper it causes. “Shh, you’re alright, Bakubabe.”

“Twu empty (Too empty),” Bakugou complains. 

“Aren’t you sensitive though, baby?” Kirishima chuckles fondly, reaching over to play with blonde locks.

“Streshed. Wanna ve full. (Stressed. Wanna be full.)”

“Hmmm, what do you think Midobro? Able to fill him while I catch my breath?” 

Midoriya glances down at his spit-covered half-chub, and strokes it experimentally, wincing a bit in over sensitivity but nodding. “Could use some help but probably?”

“If he’s okay with it, I might be able to help?” Todoroki offers, pulling his hand away from the blonde enough to see his face. “What do you think?” 

Bakugou grumbles in annoyance when the cool hand leaves his face, but considers for a moment before nodding. “You saw the book too so you know what not to do.”

“I’ll make sure not to.” Todorki agrees before manhandling Bakugou into the position he wants so the other two have a full view of the blonde’s leaking hole. This also incidentally leaves Bakugou’s face forced into split-colored pubes and a dick comparable to Eijirou’s in length and thicker next to his face. “You can ignore it if you want. I’ll just use Izu later assuming he has the energy.”

Bakugou is grateful for the lack of pressure and hums in appreciation. “No wonder the nerd is so cock stupid.” 

Todoroki chuckles before reaching down and spreading the blonde’s cheeks open to reveal his hole further, some of Eijirou’s cum dribbling out at the action.

The other groan at the sight, Izuku already stroking a little faster now after retrieving the lube once more. 

“Shit .” He cursed as Todoroki scooped that lube back up, and used it to start fingering the blonde’s ass himself, making sure to scissor him open nice and wide so the other two could get a good view and to occasionally move his own hips so Bakugou couldn’t use them to hide his desperate whines. 

“Come on, Bakugou. If you continue doing that, they won’t be able to hear your pretty sounds.” Todoroki hums, smirking slightly when this gets a moan from the blonde. 

“So long.” Bakugou mumbles, thrusting his hips back to meet the heterochromatic boy’s fingers. 

“So Izuku says.” Todoroki nods, demonstrating by wiggling them deeper until he finds the spot that makes Bakugou cry out and continues to rub the bundle of nerves, drawing more and more whines and moans from once again desperate blonde.

“Ah, fuck, Icy-Hot! Fuck! Too much! Too much! Ahh~! Ple-” He almost manages to drag a plead out of the blonde, but Bakugou catches himself and decides to busy his mouth by dropping it as far onto Todoroki’s cock as it will go, not caring when the other instinctively bucks into his mouth and he gags a little.

“Shit. That desperate to not beg for it, huh?” Todoroki hisses out as he tries to keep his hips still. “I thought your quirk was in your hands, why is your mouth so hot?” He’s failing.

Luckily, Bakugou is much more prepared this time as he relaxes his throat and lets the other work into his mouth little by little, still abusing his oversensitive prostate all the while and making him moan.

Midoriya, meanwhile, is back at full hardness. Oversensitive, sure, but nothing Todoroki hasn’t put him through before. He crawls over to where his boyfriend is knuckle-deep in his rival’s ass and lines the head of his cock up alongside the fingers. He groans low as he slides in next to them and his boyfriend curses from the blonde crying out around his dick. 

“Shit, Izu. You’re gonna break the poor boy.” Todoroki hisses out as Bakugou starts trembling in sensitivity. 

“Good,” Midoriya smirks, and Bakugou moans again, knowing he’s about to be ruined. “Move your fingers, Sho. I’m going to use 1%.”

Bakugou whines around Todoroki’s cock as he does as he’s told and Izuku bottoms out. Both let him adjust to being so stuffed on both sides as Todoroki finally helps work him down to bury his nose in his pube before they even think of starting. 

“Are you okay with me fucking your mouth, or do you just want to cock warm?” Todoroki asks. 

Bakugou hums, thinking before holding up one finger for the first option. 

“Shit, Kacchan. Just how much did you overwork yourself.” Midoriya wonders aloud.

The blonde’s only response is to flip him off which gives Deku all the incentive he needs to power up and pull all the way back out before slamming back in, and making the other all but scream around his boyfriend’s cock.

Todoroki grips blonde hair harshly in response before following his boyfriend’s lead in roughly fucking the blonde’s throat. 

Tears prick at Bakugou’s eyes once more as he works on breathing through his nose, but it’s difficult when the air is being knocked out of him from behind, and Izuku is using those godforsaken observation skills of his to find his prostate almost immediately and nail it almost every time. 

He lets out another choked cry when wet heat closes around his cock, and he realizes Kirishima is laying under him and letting his cock be fucked into his mouth with just enough grip to be too much, but not nearly enough to bring him near the edge.

Bakugou rests his arms around Todoroki’s waist for some form of stability as he’s used from every direction, and he thinks he might lose his mind and he cries in overstimulation. 

At some point, his mind begins to feel like cotton and he goes into autopilot, throat completely relaxing and ass clenching around each pass as the perfect little cock sleeve even as he claws at Todoroki’s back.

Eventually, he cums into Kirishima’s mouth, making the redhead moan before he’s being dragged out by Midoriya who pulls him up into a sloppy kiss, licking into his sharped toothed mouth to get a taste of his childhood friend.

“Fuuuck~” Midoriya groans, lighting pattern around his body growing unnoticeably brighter as he slips into 2% and Bakugou’s fucked out noises turn into sobs of pleasure. 

The added stimulation is what has Todoroki cumming hard down Bakugou’s throat minutes later, and he groans in a mixture of arousal and over sensitivity as the blonde swallows it all with a moan. He rests, slummed against the chair for a moment to catch his breath before he carefully attempts to remove Bakugou from his softening length, only to be met with protests. He’s confused by this until he looks down and sees the unfocused look in the tear-filled eyes staring up at him and realizes the blonde might be in subspace. 

‘Oh.’ Todoroki thinks as he pets through blonde locks instead. “Do you want to cock warm until they’re done?” He whispers.

It takes Bakugou a moment and Todoroki opens his mouth to repeat the question, but before he does he gets a small happy hum between his other desperate noises and bobs his head in a nod.

Todoroki winces at the continued stimulation, but damn him if he isn’t weak for a happy sub. “Okay, you can stay.” He hums, continuing to pet the blonde’s hair. 

Bakugou eventually gives another happy hum when Todoroki’s words finally process before letting his throat relax once more as the greenette continues to use his ass. 

“I think he went under,” Todoroki informs the other two who were still fiercely making out while Midoriya pounded into the blonde.

Kirishima perks at this, pulling away from Midobro to crawl over and see Kat’s fucked out and relaxed face. “Aw, baby.” Kirishima smiles, doing his best to kiss the blonde’s forehead with Todoroki’s stomach acting as an obstacle. “Yeah, he’s going to need a lot of cuddles.”

“KaA-Kacchan’s under?” Midoriya pants, nearing the edge.

“He whined when I tried to take him off my cock. Is he usually like this?” 

“Yeah, he’ll probably want plugged until he comes back if that’s okay with you?” Kirishima smiles fondly, carding his fingers through the side of Bakugou’s hair.

“Plugged?” Midoriya squeaks before groaning. “Shit! AAAaaaH~!” He all but roars as he buries himself to the hilt and cums hard inside his rival. 

Kirishima takes that as a yes, going to the closet and coming back barely a minute later with a sizeable plug, lubing it up. “I’ll take that as a yes?”

“Ye-yeah.” Midoriya pants. 

“Do you want plugged, baby?” Kirishima coos to Bakugou. 

It takes a moment for the question to process but the blonde whines, nodding as best he can with cock in his mouth.

Kirishima chuckles, shuffling behind him as Midoriya pulls out, slipping the lubed-up plug in the sloppy hole before much can escape. “There you go, baby.”

Bakugou whines, wiggling his ass a little and realizing it’s the one with the long, fluffy tail he can cuddle and play with and he hums happily.

Todoroki hisses again before looking to Kirishima for help. “Can I take him off now?” 

There’s another whine, but Kirishima nods. “I’m honestly surprised he even wanted to do that since he hates being gagged in any way. Probably best to not still be in his throat when he starts coming to though.”

“The slime incident?” Midoriya asks from where he’s collapsed on the pillows, catching his breath.

“Yup.” Kirishima nods.

Todoroki looks confused for only a second before he remembers a note in the book from bondage and his eyes widen in internal panic that he may have messed up somehow.

Izuku notices immediately by the way the heterochromatic boy stiffens. “I heard you give him and out and he chose to do that. Kirishima probably just means it’s best not to be like that when he’s still kind of out of it in case it triggers something. If you still feel bad you can apologize when he comes back to himself, but you freaking out will only make it worse for him.”

Kirishima frowns before understanding. “Oh! Yeah, Todobro. I was just referring to the weird between states. He should be totally okay, but if it will make you feel better to apologize, I’m sure he’ll appreciate that extra respect for his boundaries. Even out of it, you wouldn’t have been able to make him do anything he didn’t want to. We’d be treating burn injuries right now if you tried.”

Their reassurance did help him at least not panic, but he was still frowning. “I-...I think I’ll do that. I would like my friend to trust me.”

“Whatever works for you.” Kirishima grins. “But he also wouldn’t have invited near the bed if he didn’t have some level of trust for you already so I’m sure you’re fine.”

Todoroki nods before petting blonde locks until the stubborn suction around his cock releases and he can pull the blonde off of him.

Bakugou whines but quickly curls up in Kirishima’s lap when pulled into a hug. 

Todoroki and Midoriya look at each other, trying to figure out what to do before seeming to reach a conclusion as Midoriya takes off his shirt and Todoroki melts some ice to make the shirt into a sort of damp washcloth. They hand it to Kirishima who blinks in awe before giving the other two a big grin. 

“Well, that’s handy.” He chuckles, beginning to wipe Bakugou down some so he’s not grossed out and annoyed when he comes back down. 

“Clean up is so freaking easy when your boyfriend can just make water.” Midoriya laughs. “Do you want me to just pick him up and carry him to to the bath?”

“Not yet.” Kirishima shakes his head. “He’s just gonna want cuddles right now… Todoroki if you want to bring your warm side over here and just talk about anything, I know he said your voice was soothing.”

Todoroki hesitates, still feeling guilty, but decides to trust the blonde’s boyfriend and does as he’s told, helping Kirishima rearrange them so Bakugou can be curled into the human heater, the warm hand resting on what is sure to be a sore back later.

Eventually, Midoriya slinks over as well and they form a little cuddle pile around the blonde, whispering, and cooing to get happy noises out of him. After about half an hour, clarity begins to return to red eyes, and the blonde yawns.

“Wha habend? (What happened?)” Bakugou slurs, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

“You dipped into subspace, baby.” Kirishima whispers, still petting blonde locks. “Feel better?”

“Mhmm.” Bakugou hums, curling further into the muscled space heater next to him. “Thang you.” 

“Any time, baby.” Kirishima kisses his cheek.

“Should I now?” Todoroki whispers awkwardly.

“If you want?” Kirishima nods.

The dual-haired boy nods. “Bakugou?”

“Mhmm?”

“Sorry about the cockwarming thing. I know your book said you don’t like gagged and you were out of it, and I know you did it ourself, but-”

“You’ve been dating Deku too long.” Bakugou cuts him off yawning. “Stop rambling. It’ okay. You gave me the option not to, and I chose to...Thank you though, but stop panicking.”

Todoroki blinks, ignoring Izuku’s offended huff but gives a small smile. “If you’re sure.”

“Positive. Now shush. More human heating pad.”

“Is that all I am to people?” 

“Yup.” Bakugou and Izuku quip in unison, Izuku bursting out laughing as his boyfriend pouts. 

“Brats. The both of you.” Kirishima laughs, kissing his boyfriend again before kicking the soiled blanket away and pulling away long enough to reach under the bed for a clean one. “Come on, I don’t think he’s going to stay awake long enough to clean him right now. Naptime.”

With that, they all arranged themselves so Bakugou had contact with everyone and drifted to sleep, all thoroughly fucked out, but more than willing to try that again.

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[kitsunefyuu]

There was a fade to black at the end of chapter 3 of “Slowburn and Liquor goes down bitter” and I wrote a thing for it. It definitely sexual in nature but it more exploring sex in itself. It’s not required but there are definitely some interesting tidbit on Izuku’s point of view.

Any fade to black scenes will be places here because I think they can contribute a lot to the story but kept separate enough in case people aren’t into sex scenes.

Also it TodoDeku. As a asexual I adore sex scenes more for the emotional aspects it elicits and I hope those that enjoy stuff like they can enjoy my writing~

#my hero academia #tododeku #izuku smut