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Main thoughts on The Acolyte based on the first 5 episodes.
Seeing a different era of the Republic and Jedi has been neat.
Sol asked Mae pretending to be Osha where her sister was. That and other little things about how heâs behaving with her and looking at her make me suspect he either suspects she may in fact be Mae, or outright know sheâs Mae and is playing along to try to get her to the ship easier and maybe get more info, possibly even gain some trust or something with her.
Not to brag too much. But when Qimir first showed up I thought he'd be doing some drunken master shit or something. And I feel I wasnât far off. Also. Gotta be honest he did look great doing all his crimes.
The force witch coven was cool.
Im really curious where the Qimir stuff goes. He says he has no name but the Jedi would call him sith. Now that can be interpreted a couple ways. Personally? It could be a lie for a few reasons, but considering how confident he was and his stated desire -freedom- Iâm inclined to believe him. I admit though, I think itâs more interesting if heâs not Sith but instead just something else or something new.
âŚspeaking of which. I do like digging into more of the Jedi beliefs and potential misdeed. Thereâs layers of complexity to their practices for sure, but theyâve always been a little bit pushy about their beliefs and practices. They are the only -or maybe one of very few- recognized force using organizations in the Republic, and I think that has some ramifications that are being explored here. They are light users, quasi-monastics, and still a religious organization with political ties. When you look at it together, Anakin being the balance of the force makes sense, even all the main movies show the force is dark and light and both will always exist. The Jedi try to reject the dark completely oftentimes, which is not balanced. The Jedi often act as absolutist and for lack of a better word supremacistic, and certainly it seems like this is a period where that is in full force. I mean, we will see what happened exactly with the witches -which may not have been officially sanctioned but still indicates the presence of a certain attitude towards force users other than jedi.
Also related to above -tbh we needed a paragraph break. Qimir brings up a good point about freedom -even if heâs also probably evil, again weâll see I guess. However again my point: limiting the force strictly is never going to work long term.
That said. I really enjoy Star Wars when it is willing to interrogate the idea that the dark side is always evil. And this series has, poked at it a little. Iâd love to see it poke more. (Tbh the oppositional duelism of the force is a bit simplistic, and I find the ideas that the force is just the force, an undivided energy that has been dogmatically perceived through a dualistic lens for millennia by most of the galaxy but isnât actually more interesting.)
#star wars the acolyte#long post#i kinda got rambly there. Oops#Also. Iâve always liked the idea of so many force orders#And also after their fall so many ânew/secretly survivingâ Jedi orders arising#Like. They are gone. What they were is gone bc all things end. Maybe this is just going to let progress and change happen#After so long of tbh stagnation#Thatâs imho what the prequels show. The republic is in a state that things must change bc for too long they havent#I think this show is the beginning of that decline. The bubble is starting to burst itâs just going to take a couple centuries#The og deals with the immediate fallout of the bubble bursting#The sequels are trying to just rebuild and grapple with how to move forward#âŚwhich the plot being at war with itself over what the future should be is ironically further driving that point across#Huh. Anyway tags are an extra bonus tonight I guess
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TAGS/WARNINGS: gn reader but afab with descriptions of feminine clothing (also katsuki calls you princess like once or twice idk), alcohol consumption, everyone is 24+, shouto is bisexual asf, katsuki and reader are married, reader did not go pro, some mlm action (todobaku content scattered throughout bc i am a god and can make them do whatever i want!!), shouto cucks a little bit, also shouto is a nasty closet perv lol, overstimulation, inappropriate quirk usage, oral (reader receiving), spit roasting, backshots, idk what else i could possibly mention other than this is nothing but filth GENRE: SMUTTTT MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI 18+ ONLY SUMMARY: after a party celebrating their top spot as heroes, shoto gets a little too drunk and has to stay the night with you and your husband, dynamight. shenanigans ensue. a new boyfriend is acquired? WORD COUNT: one million billion (jk itâs 10.4K) đŚâs A/N: god help me. shoutout XENOVA for the celebration party idea. uhm pt2 maybe if this blows up idk. also this was not proofread bc iâm running out of time and itâs too long. and uhm its not exactly manga-canon bc i think deku deserves to be the no.1 hero idgaf. horikoshi when i catch you. // anyway enjoy lol
     it was minaâs idea to hold the party originally, and you who offered to host, since you were the one dating the number two pro hero, dynamight, and had enough space to accompany the old class 1-A. it took a little persuasion from your end to get katsuki on board, but he eventually agreed, despite his bitching about how you two needed to whip this place into shape before anyone dared to set foot into your shared home.Â
     this, of course, meant more work for you in the end since your husband was so terribly busy with work. âŚ.thatâs not to say he wasnât helpful, though; of course not! whenever he wasnât bone tired from whatever villain attack or whatever there was that day, he was more than happy to help you pick up (wellâŚâŚ thatâs how the phrase goes, at least; bakugou himself didnât mind cleaning with you and helping out around the house, per se, itâs just that he always came off as aggressive in the everything that he did) and really start getting the house ready for the upcoming party this weekend.Â
     when it was all said and done, everything had been dusted and all the floors swept and vacuumed; the pillows on the living room couch had been fluffed and the kitchen counters were wiped down and had been bleached in preparation for the day you were about to spend in the kitchen cooking for this party. at least katsuki was there to help you with this the most out of all the other chores â and it was really the most time consuming one, too, so his help here was greater than he realized. him being an actually good cook just so happened to be an extra, heaven-sent bonus.Â
     despite this, you had actually gone out of your way to prepare three main courses: (cold) soba, katsudon, and then something on the spicier side for your husband for the top three heroes you were celebrating tonight, along with some appetizers and snacks, of course.
     finally, the day of the party was upon you, and you finished running your last couple of errands (namely stocking up on alcohol) right as ashido and the rest of the girls arrived in a limo. âŚ..guess yaomomo went all out, huh? well, it's not like you could exactly blame herâit had been years since you had All been together due to everyone being busy with their own work, even now there were a few who couldn't make it, like satou and koji, or mezou and fumikage, due to circumstances out of their control. it was a shame really, you would have loved to have some of rikidoâs sweets since he was such a good baker. ah, must not have been meant to be then. no use in dwelling on it. especially when everyone was beginning to pull up!
     âeeee, my pookie! how have you been!? howâs life with bakuâno, dynamight?!â mina eagerly squeals as she runs towards you, arms extended and ready to grip you in a crushing hug.Â
     âackghâ! too tight, too tightâ!â you choke out as she squeezes you half to death.Â
     âoh, sorry!â she apologizes, letting go and backing up slightly as the rest of the old 1-A girls come up behind her and the limo driver drives back to yaoyorozuâs manor until it was time to come pick the ladies back up. ânow. spill all the tea,â she says, giving you a serious look all of a sudden, and you feel a smile stretch across your face. itâs nice to know sheâs just the same as she was in high school.
     âwellâwhy donât you come in and see for yourself?â you gesture to your shared home, to which the girls gawked at in awe. it wasnât an estate or anything like yaomomoâs place of residence, but it was certainly large enough to accompany everyone attending and then some.
     leading them inside, you open the already unlocked door (katsuki was busy in the kitchen aggressively finishing up the fruit platters and charcuterie boards, making sure they were up to his standards before serving them) and led them all in.
     âkats, âm home! nâ all the girls are here!â you shout loud enough from him to hear you from the foyer.Â
     your husband swears and grumbles under his breath, eyes darting to look at the clock just as it struck 17:00 (thatâs 5pm for those of you who donât use the 24hr format). goddammit, they were perfectly on time. whatever, he was done arranging the meats and cheeses of the charcuteries anyway.Â
     moving to set the trays on the coffee table in the living room for everyone to enjoy, he greets you at the door with the softest little smile ever, one mina just barely catches sight off, which she immediately teases him for and his usual scowl makes a re-appearance in record time as he becomes prickly and sharp again, huffing out a gruff make yourselves at home or whatever.Â
     after that, it was another twenty-ish minutes before nearly everyone else arrived.Â
     shouto, however, was the last to get there due to him getting into an argument with his father prior to leaving. it was a surprise to even himself that he decided to come anyway, but he had grown to be more sociable than he was back in high school, and also he was one of the three people the party was actually being thrown for, soâŚ. it would just be incomplete without him there, and he recognized that.Â
     soon, the party kicked into full swing and the alcohol was excitedly opened and everyone could feel themselves relaxing as it grew closer to dinnertimeâwhich you happily (and tipsily) served to everyone around half past seven.Â
     once everyone had eaten and had time to let their food settle, people began saying their goodbyes as the night grew later and later. all except shouto, that was, who was actively still drinking, sitting on your couch with a bottle of sake in his left hand as he watches everyone else clears out.Â
     âfuckâs he doinâ? just sittinâ there,â bakugou grumbles, coming up to stand next to you after seeing eijirou and denki to the door (uptight as he could be, even your husband was capable of relaxing after a drink or twoâŚ. or several). he wasnât⌠erm, upset with shoutoâs prolonged visit, per se, but he was definitely tired and wanted some alone time with his spouse for fuckâs sake.Â
     âbe nice, âtsuki,â you scold him lightly, moving to walk towards shouto, who had a sleepy look in his eyes, to stand in front of him. âhey, todo, yâokay?â you ask, waving a hand in front of his tired face.
     âmmh? âm fine.â his words slur together slightly as he refocuses his blurry gaze on you, and for a moment, the number 3 pro hero thinks you look like an angel sent from heaven to take care of himâuntil katsuki ruins the moment by walking over and saying;
     âgreat, then you can obviously get yourself home!â
     âkatsuki!â you hiss, looking over to where he stood next to you. âyou can stay the night if you need to, shouto,â you tell him softly, squatting down in front of him and placing a hand on each knee to look up at him from almost between his legs â something your husband absolutely did not appreciate.Â
     âheyââ he tries to interject, but the young todoroki had already accepted your kind offer, knowing better than to walk or drive home in his current state.Â
     ârelax, kats, he can sleep on the couch if you donât want him in a guest bedroomâeven though thatâs what theyâre for,â you suggest/remind him.Â
     âi guess,â he huffs, crossing his arms as you finally stand back up.
     shouto, meanwhile, moves to stand up from where he sat, swaying a bit before you put both hands on his broad shoulders and force him to sit back down.
     ânuh-uh, you sit right there, sir,â you say playfully. âis there something you need?â you ask, raising an eyebrow as katsuki grits his teeth while you tend to that drunk icyhot cunt. (as if he himself wasnât also wasted).
     shouto pauses to think for a moment, thinking about his words carefully before opening his mouth.Â
     âdo you have anyââ he lags and forgets the word heâs looking for mid-sentence. âuhm. âŚ.unfrozen ice?â he asks, tilting his head partially to the side like a confused creature might.Â
     âoh my god,â bakugou groans at his request as you break out into a fit of giggles. âyou fucking mean water?â he asks his fellow pro-hero. god. what a sorry fuckinâ sight he was â canât-stand-up-drunk on katsukiâs couch, while he forgot a word as basic as water. jesus christ, he cannot believe you offered to let this fool stay here without even asking him if it was okay first. whatever. heâd just have to fuck you so good that that walking peppermint couldnât sleep at all. yeah, he could totally do that.
     âwater, yes,â shouto follows up as you have to wipe the tears from your eyes at his drunken words. standing up straight, having doubled over from laughter, you nod and tell him yeah, we have unfrozen ice, and that youâll get him some.
     after you had left the room, though, katsuki huffs loudly and stares down at shouto, who was still seated on the plush sofa.Â
     âlisten, todoroki,â he spits out, one hand splaying out in an aggressive manner as his quirk popped off quietly. despite the alcohol in his system, katsuki was still just asâŚ. well, just as aggressive and competitive as always despite the way he had grown more outwardly affectionate (towards you specifically) over the course of the evening.
     âi dunno, or care, what youâre trying but just knowââ an embarrassing hic cuts him off and his face flushes from more than just the alcohol. suddenly, his big tough guy act drops as his blush reaches the tips of his ears and you come back into the room with two cups of water, handing one off to shouto and the other to your husband.
     both men silently and gratefully take the glasses from you, gulping it down before they even realized just how thirsty they were until the cups were empty and they were looking at you, causing you to suddenly feel small under their intense gazes.
     ââll goâget sâmore,â you slur, taking the now empty glasses back from the two men, and also this moment alone to calm your racing heart, and maybe pour yourself another shot. or two. or three. calm down, youâre only alone with the two finest men in the world â one of which youâre married to!! you think to yourself as you begin pouring them another glass from the nice water pitcher you had specifically set out for tonight.Â
     taking the bottle of vodka from its spot on the counter, you look at how much is left and simply decide on drinking straight from the bottle and polishing it off. little did you know, youâd need that liquid courage for later on tonight. before bringing the two well-built men their water, you dispose of the vodka bottle, putting it in the recycling and heading back into the living room.
     after a comment from katsuki about how it was getting late, you escort shouto upstairs to a guest bedroom and show him where the bathroom is before excusing yourself to your shared bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind you, just for katsuki to barge in seconds later as you move to the master bathroom to start brushing your teeth.
     he joins you shortly after, having discarded his nicer dress shirt and pants in the bedroomâs laundry basket, leaving him far more comfortable in his unfairly flattering black boxer briefs.
     âjesusâkats, how are you so fuckinâ fine?â you ask after spitting out a mouthful of toothpaste, and he only chuckles and lets a small smile stretch across his lips.
     âdunnoâcould ask you the same thing, though,â he quips back, grabbing his own toothbrush from the little cup it sat in, running it under the water before putting the toothpaste on it and bringing it up to his already white teeth and scrubbing the nightâs grime away.
     you giggle at his words, running your toothbrush under the water and giving your teeth a final once over with the brush and scrape your tongue, rinsing it one final time, and then tapping it against the sinkâs edge to get some of the excess water out.Â
     finally, you made your way to the bed, sitting on the edge of it as you watch your husband finish up in the bathroom before he stalks over to you, an almost predatory look in his eye as he comes to tower over you and you can feel a chill run down your spine as he sizes you up from your spot on the king sized bed.Â
     âkatsuki..? whatâre youââ
     your question is almost immediately cut off as his slightly chapped lips come crashing down against yours as he knocks you back onto the bed and stands between your now spread legsâwhich quickly wrap around his narrow waist as his large and calloused hands find purchase on your hips.Â
     âmmmfgh,â your hum turns into a moan as you focus on the feeling of your husbandâs lips against yours, melting into him as he leans over you, teeth clacking slightly as he tilts his head for a better angle to kiss you at.
     âwas getting tired of that icyhot bastard,â he grumbles, eyebrows furrowing together as the grip on your hips tighten possessively at the mention of shouto, as if your husband wasnât the one to bring him up?Â
     his words make you chuckle nonetheless as a smile spreads over your pretty, soon to be kiss-swollen, lips as you lean back on your palms, the bed sinking beneath your weight.
     ââm sorry, tsuki,â you mumble softly before you feel his tongue run over your lower lip, silently begging for entrance to your hot mouth â to which you eagerly granted access to, moaning quietly when he licks into your mouth. he tastes like tequila and spicy udon, and itâs utterly intoxicating (or maybe that was the last of the vodka youâd downed earlier taking effect). âdidnâ mean tâinvite him withouâ askinâ you,â you slur out, rolling your hips up against his growing erection.
     ââs okay, i guess,â he pants, pulling away only slightly in order to look you in the eyes, letting you know that he really didnât mind. sure, shouto was quiet and didnât actually interfere with what he had planned tonight (or so he thought), so he was only mildly annoyed instead of genuinely bothered. besidesâŚ.. he had left the door partially open after barging into the bedroom on purpose⌠just in case that walking candy cane happened to overhear and wanted a peak at the show he wouldnât be allowed to join.
     and just like that, your husbandâs lips come crashing down against yours yet again, tongue easily seeking out your own and swirling around yours before sucking it into his mouth, humming pleasantly around the wet muscle (he was in a shockingly good mood, actuallyâŚ. guess he enjoyed the party more than he let onâthat and the alcohol was a large factor, too) before pulling off of it with a nasty, wet pop! noise.Â
     âmmh, glad youâre not mad,â you mutter, eyes fluttering open to take a peek at him. and what you saw was downright angelic â a harsh contrast from his usual demeanor and appearance.
     âwhy would i be?â he asks, and you straight up laugh, ruining the moment entirely. âheyâ!â
     âsorry, âm sorryâitâs justââ you wipe a tear from your eye. âyouâre usually not soâ whatâs the word? calm? something like that,â you try explaining to him, a smile gracing your features.
     âiâm calm! iâm always calm!â he spits out, raising his voice, sending you into another round of laughter.Â
     âgodâi love ya sâmuch, kats,â you tell him after composing yourself, shifting on the bed so you were leaning against the plush pillows lining the headboard and bakugou eagerly follows after you, moving between your legs, which easily wrapped back around his hips, pulling him closer against you, and he shifted so that he was propping himself up on a forearm, his other hand coming to press against the small of your back, arching it for you as his lips found their way to your neck, where he began to nip at the sensitive skin there.
      âyouâre pretty great too, i s'pose,â he grins against your flesh before beginning to suck at the junction of your neck and shoulder, determined to leave a mark dark enough to last a week, at least.Â
     âyeah? âs good tâhear,â you giggle breathily as he assaults your neck, and one hand comes to cradle the back of his head, fingers threading through his mysteriously spiky hair (youâve never once seen him use hair gelâhell, youâve even searched his entire side of the bathroom because you didnât believe him when he told you itâs just like that).
     it doesnât take long for bakugou to get fed up with the clothes separating your bare skin from his, desperate to physically feel you against him, and in record time, he has the skirt of your dress bunched up around your hips, youâre sitting up slightly, and heâs tugging the fabric the rest of the way off, carelessly throwing it onto the floor.
     shouto, meanwhile, lay awake staring at the ceiling in your comfortable guestâs bed, drunkenly reminiscing back to high school, and the crush he didnât know was a crush he had on you. had he known, he probably would have asked you out sometime in your senior yearâinstead, he misinterpreted his affections as an intimate friendship with admiration for you and your quirk. what always baffled him, though, is why you would pick katsuki bakugou to love out of all people (not like you really had a choice in the matterâŚâŚ one day you woke up and realized your supposed hatred for him was, in fact, a bone-deep love that consumed you whole).
     with an achy sigh, todoroki sits up and gets up to use the bathroom. after washing his hands and splashing his face with some cool water to sober up at least a little, his ears perk up on the way back to his temporary room. on his way back, however, he happened to catch the faintest echo of a feminine moan, and before he can stop himself, heâs silently stalking down the hall to the master bedroom, where he found the door to be cracked open wide enough for him to get a surprising view of dynamight with his head between your legs and your underwear and dress strewn across the otherwise neat floor.
     immediately, his dick twitches to life in his nice dress pants and he nearly groans at the way you moan katsukiâs name so sweetly. godâŚ. that should be me, he thinks to himself enviously as your husband focuses solely on eating you out.
     âaa-ahh! mmm, katsuki!â you cry out, both hands coming down in attempt to push his face away from your messy cunt, but to no avail. katsuki offered you no respite as his hot tongue explored your puffy folds as he began to suck on your clit. âkatsuâfuck!â
     youâre ignorant to the feeling of another pair of eyes on you, too caught up in the feeling of being eaten out, but katsuki isnât â he feels shoutoâs burning gaze, and he canât help but smirk to himself. so he was right: icyhot couldnât resist a good show, and boy, was katsuki about to perform.
     âhmm?â he hums, one hand resting on your thigh while he uses the forearm of his other arm to keep you from bucking your hips up. he doesnât exactly care about what it is youâre whining about; he knows youâre fine and he intends to make you cum at least thrice tonight to show off to shouto, who was apparently a giant closeted pervert.
     and it was true. shouto was nasty without even realizing it â and thatâs not to say he slept around, god no (he was 24 and still a virginâŚ.), he just had fantasies. many of which involved you, and shamefully, on occasion, you and katsuki. it made his cheeks burn to even think about, but he would be a liar if he said heâd never gotten off to the idea of a threesome with you and your husband. jesus, and now, here the opportunity was laid right there in front of him, and what was he doing? slowly starting to palm at his erection and bite his bottom lip as he watches the scene in front of him unfold.
     âiâ shitâ!â you squeeze your eyes shut and arch your back as you tug at his hair. âgod, justâ! slow down!â you whine, and katsukiâs eye twitches.Â
     like in every other aspect in his life, bakugou tended to be rough and aggressive in the bedroom; put simply, you turned him into a feral manâbrought out the inner animal in him. he was, as surprising as it may seem to some, a generous lover, however, due to his have to be the best at everything mentality, so, by extension, this included his ability to give and inflict pleasure (mixed with a healthy amount of pain, because, well.. itâs katsuki).Â
     ânah.â blatantly ignoring your request, he pulls his head away from your drooling pussy, the lower half of his face covered in your slick, and blows a cold puff of air against your throbbing slit, causing you to whine out his name as he nips at the fatty skin of your inner thighâdangerously close to your cuntâsucking and biting until a dark purple mark begins to form. a smirk stretches over his somewhat thin, although plump, lips knowing shouto would never get to litter your body in bruises and hickeys the same way he does.Â
     âmmhâjesus, katsâ!â itâs all you can do to whimper as he resumes the disgustingly messy way he was tongue fucking your pussy.
     shouto almost groans as he gets harder and harder, almost painfully so, as he watches katsuki fervently eat you out, and suddenly, he wishes it was him between your legs with bakugou watching instead.Â
     as silently as he possibly can, todoroki begins to unbuckle his belt in order to slip a hand past the waistband of both his pants to feel himself through the fabric of his sickeningly tight boxers. heâs careful to bite back what would be any whimpers or quiet moans, knowing itâs so shotover for him if he gets caught.
     âfuck,â he mutters under his breath, swallowing thickly as he watches as youâre eaten out until youâre cumming with a loud cry of your husbandâs name (shouto pretended it was his name you were calling out), and he goes to turn around to hide in the bedroom youâd so kindly allowed him to stay in to jerk off until he hearsâ
     âyâgonna come out, icyhot, or are ya just gonna stand there like a loser cuck all night?â katsuki lifts his head from between your legs to look at the half-and-half bastard peeping on him and his spouseâŚâŚ what a fucking freak.
     âshâshouto!?â you squeak, not having noticed his presence until the man youâd married had pointed him out. âwhâwhatâre youâ!â you canât even think of what to say before heâs trying to apologize and katsukiâs cussing him outâtelling him to get his ass in here before he really makes him sorry.Â
     just how drunk was your husband? or shouto for that matter? truthfully, you were probably the most sober person in the room.
     slowly, silently, and shamefully, shouto makes his way into your bedroom, where he comes to stand at the foot of the bed with a horribly noticeable tent in his pants. he wants to look down at the floor, but heâs physically incapable of taking his eyes off your naked, sweaty formâand katsukiâs toned back, for that matter. he gulps anxiously as he waits for the perpetually angry blond to inevitably break the ice.Â
     much to his surprise, however, it was you to speak up first, admitting that you didnât mind shoutoâs presenceâfollowed by katsuki sarcastically asking if you wanted him to join, to which your body stiffened and cheeks flushed at the thought.Â
     âwhat? donât tell me you like the idea of that half nâ half idiot joininâ the fun?â a wicked grin stretches over his slick lips as he quirks a brow up at you before shrugging and saying; âfine, just remember: you asked for this.â
     âyou heard âem, todoroki, get the hell over here,â he spits out, and shouto complies immediatelyâhe could not believe what was about to happen and neither could (nor katsuki for that matter).
     as he closes the gap between you three, he fumbles with the buttons of his dress shirt before ultimately just ripping it open and shrugging it onto the floor. repeating the same action with his pants, he struggles slightly with the zipper before tugging it down and quickly stepping out of them, nearly tripping in the processâto which katsuki has to stifle a laugh.
     shouto feels dizzy and light-headed from how hard he is, and he bites his thick bottom lip as he nervously crawls onto the oversized bed, sitting adjacent to you as he awaits further instructions from the ever-demanding bakugou.Â
     âkatsuââ
     âshut up,â he says gruffly, one large hand coming up to cover your mouthâhe was about to dictate everything that was about to go down. âyouâtodorokiâlisten real fuckinâ closely, because iâm not repeating myself. you can look, but âm still deciding if youâre allowed to touch yetââ katsuki directs his attention from him to you and asks; âwhaddya think, princess? would yâlike that? both of us touchinâ you?â and itâs all you can do to nod, cheeks physically heating up in shame and embarrassment.Â
     âi guess iâll allow it, then,â he says, moving his hand away from your face so he can manhandle you into a sitting up position, making you straddle his lap and telling shouto to move behind you.
     you feel your heartbeat quicken significantly now that youâre naked and sandwiched between two of the hottest men youâve ever been blessed with the chance to encounter. dear god. take a breath, youâve got this. âŚ..and thatâs why your pussyâs all but drooling right now? you canât help but roll your bare cunt over your husbandâs erection, letting out a delicious little moan in the process, and shoutoâs equally large hands hesitantly find purchase on your hips, and you look back over your shoulder as he leans in attempt to kiss youâjust to be blocked by katsukiâs hand against his pouty lips.
     âi didnât fuckinâ say you could kiss them,â he hisses. shouto, however, mentally shrugs this off, grabs the angry blondâs wrist to move his hand, and leans in over your shoulder, pressing his chest firmly against your back, in order toâkiss your husband instead????!
     holy shitâthis is so much hotter than it should be, jesus christ. youâre genuinely ashamed of the way shouto moving to kiss katsuki rather than you turns you on, and you even let a little oh my god slip in awe and horny amazement.Â
     âwhat the actual fuck, icyhot!?â your husband explodes, trying to shove shouto away from him, but causing you to fall back fully into his lap, where you can feel his boner pressing up against your ass.
     ânâno,â you speak up. âdâdo it again.â you try your best not to mutter the request, looking between the man who had crushed on you all through high school and the one youâd ended up marrying.Â
     âhuh!? have you both lost your fucking minds?!âÂ
     âplease..? do it for me, âtsuki?â you beg as sweetly as you can, a pout tugging at your lips as you did your best kicked puppy eyes. as tough as bakugou acted, deep down, he did, in fact, have a soft spot for you, and would do nearly anything for youâand this, unfortunately, was about to be one of the things he was willing to do. maybe he had the whiskey to thank for his⌠bravery, but for some reason, the idea of making out with that peppermint bastard really didnât seem so bad. âŚ.jesus, what is he thinking?
     âtch, fine,â he clicks his tongue before heâs suddenly snatching you out of shoutoâs lap and bringing you back onto his, where he shifts so his backâs against the headboard and says; ââf yâcan ride me, then sure, âll do whatever you want, sweetheart.â
     nodding eagerly, you tug the waistband of his boxers down just enough to free his aching cock, where it hits his lower tummy and you impatiently use one hand to line up the angry red tip with your slick entrance before sinking down to the base with ease. you both moan at the feeling and katsuki beckons shouto over after pressing a quick kiss to your shiny lips to remind himself why he was doing this.
     shoutoâs dick aches enviously, desperately wishing he could feel your heat, but quickly gets over it as his chest presses against your back once again and his lips land against katsukiâs. actually, todoroki was not an experienced kisserâat all, really; he was only copying what he had seen in movies, so heâs a little surprised when the blondâs tongue runs over the seam of his lips and his heterochromatic eyes fly open at the feeling.Â
     katsuki, however, reaches around you to grab shoutoâs cheeks, forcing him to part his pretty lips, and he easily slips his tongue past his kiss-swollen lips. meanwhile, shoutoâs strong arms wrap around your waist while he allows your husband to explore the inside of his mouth, his face heating up despite the way a chill runs down his spine.Â
     âmmh,â he hums quietly, freezing his tongue in order to give your husband a little surpriseâwhich works very well, seeing as how katsuki pulls away with a heaving gasp.
     âwhat the fuck?â he pants, rolling his hips up into dripping cunt, and you let out a little moan, grinding down against him at the same time, allowing him to brush up against your g-spot while shouto moves to kiss katsuki again, large hands coming up to cup his flushed, tanned cheeks, trying to tilt his head for a better angle as he mimics the way the blondâs tongue had run over the seam of his lips, and is pleasantly surprised when he reluctantly parts his slightly thinner lips for the much calmer man.Â
     jesus christ, you think to yourself, trying to bounce against your husbandâs dick to the best of you ability, but groaning in frustration when his absurdly calloused hands come down against your hips to hold you in place.
     âmmââtsuki,â you whine as he wholly focuses on kissing shouto (who was currently living out his wet dream). itâs all you can do to wiggle in place, trying to grind your clit against his neatly trimmed pubic hair, desperate for any kind of friction. meanwhile, shoutoâs freezing hand comes up to grope your chest, causing you to let out a quiet yelp at the feeling of him tweaking roughly with your nipple.
     poor, poor inexperienced shouto had no gauge or concept of what exactly he was doing, relying on instinct and everything heâd seen in the little porn he had watched; he silently prays heâs acting accordingly and soon his heated left hand is coming up to grab at your other tit.
     âshâshouto!â you moan, almost causing katsuki to pause in his action as a growl leaves his throatânow this just simply would not do, no, no, no. !!!! fuck! his dick twitches inside you as he ruts his hips upwards while holding firmly onto your hips. âjeâjesus! katsuki!âÂ
     thatâs better, he thinks to himself, a smug, self-satisfied smirk tugging at the corners of his plump lips as he tries not to overthink his kiss with todoroki. god. as fucking embarrassing, humiliating, and shameful as it was, âŚ..katsuki absolutley could not deny the fact that he was feeling so, so, so many things right now, things he never would have considered sober, let alone acted on, and nowâŚ.. now, he was rock fucking hard as he feels the inside of shoutoâs mouth, tracing his tongue along the grooves of his blindingly white teeth and inner cheeks before swirling it around his own heated muscle.Â
     he wants to tell shouto heâs not half bad at this when he begins to suck on his tongueâtaking him violently by surpriseâbut canât bring himself to dole out the praise, not wanting him to get an ego about how well he was managing to keep up.Â
     you can feel your stomach doing flips and your pussy creaming around your husbandâs cock as the two men youâre sandwiched between really go at it, and suddenly your mouth feels dry as you let out a low, drawn out whine.
     âfuck,â is all youâre able to say as you dig your nails into katsukiâs back while arching your own, with shouto still pinching and tweaking with your poor, erect nipplesâhis hands were almost at extreme temperatures, and you choke out something about how good it feels, offering the number three hero the praise he neededâsomething bakugou wasnât a huge fan of.Â
     half nâ half wants to use his quirk? thatâs fineâhe can, too!
     the next thing you know, your hips feel scorchingly hot and youâre hearing the sound of a very small-scale explosion, and you yelp out your husbandâs name, pussy fluttering around his achy length, and you have to bite your lower lip when you feel tears welling up in your eyes from all the stimulation. had you known inviting a drunk shouto to stay the night would lead to this, you would have done it years ago! âŚbecause honestly, you were crushing hard on him your freshman year of highschool togetherâbut unfortunately for you, thatâs when he had first begun to actually explore his emotions for the first time in his life, leading you to believe you never stood a chance with him.
     katsuki, however, while his primary emotion was anger, you could tell something was up with him and his feelings towards you when he stopped yelling at you as much compared to the others. donât get one wrong, he definitely still shouted at you, because thatâs just who he was, butâŚ.. it was enough for you and the girls of 1-A to pick up onâsomething they teased you relentlessly about behind closed doors because nobody ever dared to mention anything in front of bakugou in fear of ruining your chances together (as you see, mina and a few others were die hard shippers while the rest enabled this behavior).Â
      âchristâs sake, katsuki,â you hiss as his quirk repeatedly pops off against your reddening skin and you have to physically bite your tongue to keep yourself grounded enough to scold him. âŚtry to, anyway. âthiâ this isnât aâahh! fuck!âa compeâtiton! jesus!â you moan.
     a competition.Â
     that word ring in katsukiâs ears as he pulls away from his kiss with shouto, admittedly a little breathlessly, a smirk stretching over his glossy lips.
     ânow thatâs an idea,â he muses out loud, causing shouto to tilt his head and your eyes to widen. goddammit, you just had to go and open your bigass mouth, didnât you?
     ânâno; whatever youâ youâre planning, forget about it,â you say as firmly as you can despite the way your pussy flutters around him.
     bakugou clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes at the way you whine out such a ridiculous request.Â
     âmmh, nah,â he grins, hands holding you firmly in place against him, preventing you from even rolling your hipsâsomething youâre quick to bitch about.Â
     âgodâdammit!â sometimes you wish your husband wasnât so goddamn strongâit made it that much easier for him to manhandle you into any position he wanted.Â
     âyâup for a little challenge, icyhot?â katsuki ignores you entirely, focusing his intense gaze onto the slightly younger man.
     â...sure,â he nods, albeit a little reluctantly, unsure of what exactly he was agreeing to. he hopes heâll get a chance to steal a kiss from you, but for now, he figures it best to go along with whatever bakugou was about to suggest.Â
     âwhoever can make princess here cum the most in five minutes each can fuck their cunt,â he begins, just for shouto to interrupt him.Â
     âand what of the loser?â
  âi was getting thereâimpatient sonuva bitchâŚ.â he mutters the last part under his breath like he wasnât also an impatient sonuva bitch. âanyway, the loserâin this case, iâm sure itâll be you, yâfuckinâ virgin cuckâcanâŚ. fuck right off and watch,â he finishes, cock twitching deep inside you at his own words. he was absolutely positive heâd win the little proposition heâd struck up, which is why the punishment for the loser was so harsh. when in all reality, if he was feeling kind enough, heâd let you suck shouto off as a consolation prize. âŚ.maybe.
     âsounds good to me,â todoroki agrees to bakugouâs conditions, feeling his own dick twitch as he steels his nervesâhe was so fucked. in this moment, shoutoâs never been more grateful for being a fast learner, as that was his only chance at possibly succeeding in such a task. he wasnât particularly familiar with the afab body, and so he has to actively recall all the porn he had seenâmind you, he was incredibly picky about what exactly heâs watchingâwhen suddenly an idea strikes him and heâs asking katsuki to move his hands so he can pull you off his cock and reposition you so your back was against the bed.
     you and your husband are both confused until shoutoâs pushing your thighs apart and nestling between them, icy lips kissing down your body until he reaches the mound of your dripping cunt, and you canât help but get shyânot because you werenât used to being eaten out, no (katsuki often ate you out until you couldnât see straight), it was because you just simply were not expecting that from the inexperienced shouto todoroki! but itâs okay, just take a deep breath andâ
     âaaâaah! fuck! shouto!â you cry out, caught off guard by the way his full lips wrap around your erect clit and begin suckling on it, his freezing tongue moving to swirl around it as he does. he doesnât exactly know what heâs doing and is more or less figuring it out as he goes based on your reactions and moans.Â
     katsuki is just as taken aback as you were, but for totally different reasons; this was probably one of the last things he had expected todoroki to do, but, but, butâŚ!!! fuck! he couldnât even be mad about it either because he was the one who had decided to turn it into a competition. shit. okay, whatever, heâd just work around this.
     ânnghâ!â one of your hands comes to run through shoutoâs split hair, tugging the soft locks gently. âwhâwhere the fuck did youâaah! hhngh!âlearn hâhow to do this?â you ask breathlessly, looking down at the man between your legs, and you feel a chill run down your spine and goosebumps erupt over your skin when you realize heâs looking right back at youâstaring at you intently, doing his best to gauge all your little reactions, both verbal and physical.
     katsuki canât help but agree with your question, because seriously, where the fuck had he learned this shit!?Â
     all heâs able to do, though, is watch with awe as shouto focuses wholly on his attempt to eat you out â which he was seemingly doing a good job at â as one large and calloused hand subconsciously comes down to jerk himself off slowly, thumb swiping over his bright red, leaky tip, and he hisses out a quiet fuck while your back arches off the bed.
     shouto, however, doesnât answer, in favor of bringing a heated finger down to your slick entrance â gently prodding at it before slipping it in with ease.Â
     âmmmffgh,â you whine as he curls it up slowly, all while sucking on your throbbing clit, and it doesnât take long for a knot to build up in your lower stomach. ânnghâ shâshouto!âÂ
     he simply ignores you as he begins to slip a second finger inâgradually heating them up as he didâand you moan pathetically as your husband watches on in awe, his mouth horribly dry and dick achingly hard, and for a moment, heâs scared he might cum to the sight of another man eating his spouse outâso he intentionally slows his pace to something almost painfully slow to make sure he doesnât prematurely ejaculate, wantiâno, Needing to cum inside you.Â
     starting to scissor you apart now, you clench around shoutoâs burning fingers desperately, whining as his freezing right hand comes up to pinch one of your already stiff nipples.Â
     ânnghâ!â itâs not long before youâre cumming with a loud cry of shoutoâs name while pulling at his soft hair, back arching deeply off the mattress as katsuki lets out a growl at the sight, already seething with envyâŚ.. whatever; he takes in a deep breath to calm himself down and slowly starts to increase the pace at which heâs jerking himself off, groaning softly as he does.Â
     todoroki doesnât relent in his pace, however, messily eating you out throughout the duration of your orgasm, resulting in you cumming a second time not long after.
     ânnnghââs too much, shoutoââ you choke out, pulling at his hair while trying to push him away at the same time. âfâfuck!â it had maybe been two minutes, meaning you had to endure for another three. but how exactly were you meant to do that? with the way he was all but making out with your cunt, you turn your attention to katsuki, pathetically mewling for helpâjust for him to shut you down! reminding you that you agreed to this and that he knows you can take it.
     the most your husband had ever made you cum in one night was four timesâa record he was gunning to beat tonight.Â
     by the time shoutoâs time was up, he had managed to make you cum three times, on his way to working you up to a fourth, before katsukiâs letting go of his dick and burying his thick fingers in todorokiâs hair, yanking him away from your pulsing heat.Â
     âheyââ shouto pants breathlessly, lower face covered in your slick.
     âtimeâs up, icyhot,â your husband rasps out before asking you how many times youâd cum.
     âthâ three, butâ i need a break before we keep goinâ,â you tell him, panting heavily with flushed cheeks and teary eyes.Â
     katsuki simply nods in acknowledgement, untangling his fingers from shoutoâs hair as all three of you take this moment to catch your breath. then, after a brief three or so minutes of rest, bakugouâs crawling on top of you as shouto watches on this time, cock leaky and painfully hard as he palms himself through his horribly tight boxers while katsuki kisses you.
     âlove ya, kats,â youâre able to pant out, and shouto feels his heart break a little; he wishes he could be on the receiving end of those words some day... but for now, he shifts so heâs kneeling on the bed, legs tucked neatly under him with his thighs spread wide enough for his heated left hand to sneak past the waistband of his boxers in order to grope himself.
     bakugou smiles against your lips at your words rather than returning them, and his tongue slides out to poke its way into your already open mouth, easily licking over the insides of your cheeks and grooves of your teeth.Â
     as he watches the two of you makeout, todoroki begins to reflect on his kiss with katsuki earlier, and he finds himself yearning to hear those three little words from him, too, or to be able to kiss you as wellâŚ.. maybe when this is all said and done⌠maybe he can work up the courage to ask to join your relationship..? or maybe heâd leave early in the morning full of shameâŚ. he isnât quite sure yet.
     âmmnghââ you moan softly as one of katsukiâs large and calloused hands trails down your side, moving to cup your puffy cunt, before two thick fingers easily insert themselves into you without much of a warningâfortunately, you were still soaked from your slick and shoutoâs spit from where heâd eaten you out so good, so your husband didnât meet any resistance when scissoring you apart. âkâkatsuâ!â
     âyeah?â he pants as his cock drools uncomfortably. itâs okay. heâd just have to make you cum four times in five minutes, andâthe idea that shouto might beat him at a challenge he proposed due to your fatigue from allowing that icyhot cunt to go first suddenly flashes in his mind, and heâs hardened over with a certain resolve heâd allowed to slip in his overwhelmingly horny state of mind.
     âiâ ah! hnnnghâ âm still seâsensitive,â you whine out, arching your back off the bed at the stimulation, and itâs all you can do to pull at his hair when you feel the calloused pad of his thumb press against your swollen, oversensitive clit. as the fingers almost knuckle-deep inside you press into your g-spot, you go crosseyed from the combined feeling of being finger-fucked and having your tongue sucked on (whenâd he start doing that!?).
     katsuki, however, ignores your weak mewls in favor of kissing you so hard your teeth clack together briefly before heâs tilting his head for a better angle and nipping softly at your tongue, causing you to squeak in surprise.Â
     rolling your hips up and grinding down against his hand, desperate for more fiction, shouto watches on in awe and horny amazement, taking notes on how your body reacted to katsuki, hoping he could imitate his actions, or develop them into his own, next time he got the chance.Â
     soon, though, katsukiâs five minutes come to an end, with you only having cum twice by his doingâsomething that makes his eye twitch as he realizes that meant icyhot would get to fuck your cunt. âŚ.goddammit! heâd gotten too caught up in the feeling of your lips against his to focus fully on fingering you! sure, he was just about to bring you to your third orgasmâbut! oh, this so wasnât fair! if only heâd gone first! then you wouldnât have been so worn out!
     shit. with a sigh, he pulls away from your body as his eye begins twitching and he looks over to shoutoâwho currently had his hand wrapped around his cockâand lets out a huff.
     âthereâs no way iâm letting him fuck you,â he grunts out, crossing his muscular arms.
     âkats, thatâs notâ âsânot fair,â you chide him, panting heavily and sitting up on your forearms. âyou saidâ said the winnerââ your cheeks flush as you remember the words heâd used and you shake your head to clear the thought from your mind. â...could fuck meâyou wouldnât wanna go back on your word, would you?âÂ
     shoutoâs heart rate increases as you stick up for him, and he feels the extra blood circulating throughout his body go straight to his throbbing dick as his eyes light up with hopeânever in a million years would he think heâd get the chance to have sex with you!
     âmm, âŚfine,â katsuki agrees, salty heâd lost at his own competition, but willing to do whatever to make you happy, so⌠he almost retches a little at the thought and he feels his heart break in his chest ever so slightly, but⌠if staying true to his word and letting that half nâ half bastard fuck you would make you happy, thenâŚ. he guesses he can let it slideâŚ
     with that, shoutoâs shifting onto his knees a little more in order to slide his boxers down his well-toned thighs so his pretty cock can slap against his lower tummy and heâs quick to grab you by the hips, pulling you towards him before katsukiâs words cause him to pause.
     ânot so fast, icyhot, if youâre gonna fuck âem, then they can at least suck me off while you do,â he growls, moving so that heâs behind you and then manhandling out of shoutoâs grasp so that you were facing him. âget on all fours, sweetheart,â he instructs you, and you obey with a nod, presenting shouto with your ass and drooling cunt and he swallows thickly at the sight.Â
     his hands plant themselves on your hips once more and a small smile tugs at the corners of your lipsâyou were glad shouto would at least get a chance to enjoy himself, as youâre sure he probably doesnât have many good stress relievers, if any at allâŚÂ
     with that in mind, you make sure to arch your back nicely for the man on his knees behind you as you take your husbandâs dick in one hand while supporting your weight with the other and press a little kiss to the bright red tip before slowly taking it into your hot mouth.
     katsuki hisses out a groan at the feeling of you hollowing your cheeks as you gradually take him down to almost the base, your hand wrapped around what doesnât currently fit in your mouth, and swallow thickly around him.
     âshitââ a hand is quick to bury itself in your hair to guide your pace as shoutoâs jaw slackens in the slightest before he gets a grip and starts to align his swollen and leaky tip with your creamy pussy, moaning much louder than he was expecting to at the feeling of your warm, gummy walls wrapped around his virgin cock. suddenly, whatever metaphorical grip he did have immediately slips away from him as his physical grip tightens to an almost painful extent, and youâre sure heâll leave bruises in the shapes of his fingertipsâsimilar to the way your husband so often does.
     âaaâaah! fuck!â todoroki whines as he takes his time bottoming outâbiting his tongue as he pushes into you almost agonizingly slow, causing you to moan around your husbandâs dick, resulting in him pushing your head down further against him and your pussy to flutter around the poor, overwhelmed shouto.
     you nearly gag as his mushroom-headed tip hits the back of your throat, but are able to suppress your reflex to do so well enough to remove your hand from around him while you focus on breathing through your nose as you take him down to the base, until your face is flush against his pelvis, light blond pubes tickling your nostrils slightly.Â
     you try to stay that way for as long as possible, swallowing around him continuously to fight your own gag reflex rather than out of consideration of his pleasure, but itâs only been a few seconds when youâre fighting against his strong palm to come up for air.
     after pulling off him with a disgustingly wet pop! and panting heavily, you make the suggestion that the two should kiss again â arguing that if your husband is just gonna offer your pussy to be fucked without asking you, then the least he could do was makeout with the man balls deep inside you.
     âwhat?â katsuki barks out, looking down at you, with your head between his thighs.Â
     âplease, âtsuki?â you ask nicely, giving him your best puppy dog eyes.
     shouto wants to join in with your pleadingâto ask katsuki for a kiss, too, but he knows better, knows your husband will begrudgingly cave to your demands and that heâll ultimately receive another kiss.
     âtsk⌠fineâcâmere, icyhot,â he grunts, one hand pushing your head back down onto his dick as the other reaches for shouto. both men lean over you in order to lock lips, and the younger one canât help the smile that tugs at the corners of his lips as he gets what he wants.Â
     todorokiâs hips press flush against your ass as he leans over your sweaty, overstimulated body to makeout with your husband. god, you werenât, like, âŚa fujoshi or anything, butâŚ. something about the idea of katsuki and shouto going at it in particular had your stomach in knots and cunt clamping down snugly around shoutoâs girth.Â
     âjesusââ the half and half man pants at the feeling of your pussy, and he honestly doesnât know how heâs managed to go this long without it. âŚ.or if heâll be able to live without yours specifically from here on outâŚâŚ okay, itâs decided. heâd ask to join your relationship, somehow, when this was all said and done, but for now he isnât sure whether to focus on his kiss with katsuki or the feeling of his dick throbbing almost painfully inside you.Â
     ultimately, his attention is drawn to the way bakugou nips harshly at his lower lipâenough to draw a small amount of bloodâand a moan gets caught in shoutoâs throat, coming out as something more akin to a whimper instead; something that certainly makes katsukiâs ears perk up. had todoroki just fuckinâ whimpered from something he had done? for a reason other than getting pussy for the first time in his stupid virgin life? needless to say, it quickly goes to bakugouâs ego as he begins sucking on shoutoâs lower lip, tongue swiping over it quickly at first, and then a second time that was considerably slower and more teasing in nature.
     poor shouto can feel himself going cross-eyed as he ruts into you sloppily, heavy balls smacking against your clit, and he knows he wonât last long like this at all. heâs kinda bummed he canât âŚmake love to you the way he would prefer, but right now, he doesnât find himself picky at allâjust grateful to be a part of this entire thing, even if he may not get the chance again in the future. thatâs why it was critical for him to be present in the moment, literally drooling from how good he feels, as he uses his quirk on his tongue while swirling it around katsukiâs, the now freezing muscle licking over the insides of his cheeks and grooves of his teeth, sending a chill down your husbandâs spine.Â
    the saliva being exchanged between the two begins to dribble out from the corners of their mouths and drip down their chins and onto your arched back. holy shit. you nearly choke on katsukiâs dick at the feeling of their spit rolling down your spine and you moan in both disgust and twisted pleasure.Â
    ânnmgh,â you moan, tongue pressed flat against the underside of his dick as shouto drills into you. now itâs you who finds themselves drooling profusely, your spit running down katsukiâs cock, soaking his balls.Â
     the blond can feel himself throbbing down your throat and he groans from the combined stimulation of you blowing him and shoutoâs icy tongueâheâs close and he knows it. âŚmeaning that half and half whore was definitely about to cum, with the way your pussy is surely milking him for all heâs worth.Â
     âshouto,â he grunts out, pulling away just enough to tell him that if heâs gonna cum, then he has to pull outâthat katsuki was the only one allowed to cum inside you.Â
     todoroki was more taken aback by the usage of his first name from bakugou of all people, and itâs all he can do to nod and mumble a quiet yeah.Â
     itâs not much longer before both mean reach their climax around the same timeâwith shouto pulling out to jerk himself off for a few more seconds and heâs cumming all over your back with a loud cry as your husband cums in your mouth, thick cum spilling down your throat, past your tongue, not even giving you a chance to taste him.
     after both men catch their breath, katsuki slowly pulls you off of him as he gazes down at you with a particularly soft look in his eyeâor maybe itâs satisfaction, youâre too fucked out to really tell.Â
     âyâokay, princess?â your husband rasps out, grinning to himself at your teary eyes, one hand cupping your cheek, and you blindly lean into his warm touch.
     âmmhm,â is all you can hum in response, borderline brain dead from how many times youâd cum tonightâclit still throbbing from the earlier stimulation.Â
     âgoodâŚ.â he directs his attention to shouto, but doesnât ask him anything, instead looking him up and down, eyes lingering on his dick for a moment longer than heâd like to admit. he quickly redirects his gaze to shoutoâs heterochromatic one, and the softest, barely there smile tugs at the corners of his lips. it was so small and brief, one might think they were hallucinating had they seen it, but todoroki catches sight of it, and he wants to say something, but finds himself speechless; so instead, he leans in to kiss your husband again, and, very much to his surprise, he doesnât immediately recoil. given, he doesnât lean in to meet him either, but he does kiss him back as you shift to the side, panting heavily while you watch the two muscular and domineering men go at it for the nth time tonight, and you can hardly believe your eyes.
     one hand slips down in between your legs as they kiss, rubbing gently at your sensitive bundle of nerves while shouto takes the initiative this time, running his now heated tongue over the seam of katsukiâs lips before licking into his mouth, but moans quietly when the usually angry, but now somewhat calm, blond begins sucking on the hot muscle, one hand coming up to almost cradle the back of shoutoâs head as he buries in fingers in his two-toned hair, pulling at it roughly.
     âyâknow icyhot, youâre really not that bad at this,â he tells him, which is the closest to doling out praise heâll ever get.Â
     shouto, however, takes this to heart as a soft smile pulls at his lips and suddenly he finds himself cupping katsukiâs face and knocking him onto the bed, clumsily clamoring on top of him, and your jaw genuinely drops at the scene in front of you. holy shit.
     âyeah?â shouto breathes from on top of katsuki, who was just as shocked as you were, if not moreso. what the fuck? how the fuck? what was he meant to do? he looks over to you for an idea of where to go with this, and his eyes widen when he sees you touching yourself to the sight of them. âŚalright, he supposes he can get behind this.
     looking back over to shouto, he replies: âsure, ..but iâm better,â and easily manages to flip the pair so that he was on top instead.
     ânnghââ you moan as softly, your free hand coming to grope one of your tits, pinching and tweaking with your already erect nipples. you donât know if you can handle another orgasm, but the sight of the pair in front of each other is simply too hot to not jerk to.
     shouto, meanwhile, wraps his arms around katsukiâs neck as he pulls him in for a disgustingly sloppy and heated kiss, lips parting by themselves as he cranes his neck upwards. similarly, he moans as well, tongue already seeking out katsukiâs while you fondle yourself and slowly work yourself up to one final orgasm.
     nipping at his lower lip the same way heâd done to shouto earlier, katsuki retaliates by pulling away from the kiss to bite at his neck â even going as far as to suck against a few particular spots, leaving hickeys to bloom in the place of his mouth. for a moment, the idea of jerking shouto off crosses his mind, but that would be going too far for bakugou.Â
     you, however, encourage this behavior, telling them to put on a show for you as you try not to cringe at the feeling of shoutoâs cum drying on your bare back.
     so, itâs shouto who finds himself reaching for katsukiâs dick without a second thought, and he heats up his hand a bit to tease the poor blond (there is nothing poor about that manâŚ), causing him to hiss in a mix of surprise and pleasure.Â
     âshitâyouâd think you would ask someone before just grabbing their dick,â he grunts out, making shouto chuckle a bit at his words.
     âsorry,â he says simply, thumb running over the leaky slit of his mushroom-headed tip, and he really, really wishes he could suck him offâŚâŚ christ. maybe⌠maybe he should ask? you were the one who told them to put on a show after all..!
     shouto ultimately decides against it, though, too embarrassed to do so, and instead settles for jerking katsuki off slowly and with intent.Â
     ânnghââ bakugou nearly whimpersânot that heâd ever actually do something like that, obviouslyâand he pulls at shoutoâs hair, dick still sensitive from the way youâd sucked him off so good a few moments prior.
     it doesnât take too long before katsuki finds himself cumming sooner than heâd like to admit, biting down on shoutoâs neck in order to cope with the stimulation from his former classmate and fellow pro-hero.Â
    you, too, find yourself cumming rather quickly, back arching off the mattress as shouto slows his pace to a halt, pulling his hand away and licking katsukiâs cum off it while making full eye contact with himâsomething that, shamefully, turned both you and the blond on.Â
     you two would have to have a very serious discussion after this about how to move on from here, but for now, the two men turn their focus back to you, finally worn out for the night. katsuki easily shifts to lay next to you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist as shouto moves to get off the bed and go back to his guest room where heâd lay awake for the rest of the nightâuntil he hears you call out for him softly, inviting him to sleep in your bed for the night; something katsuki doesnât protest against, too tired to do soâand even if he did, his heart wouldnât be in it. unfortunately, he very much enjoyed his time with the two of you tonight, and might seriously have to entertain your future request of letting shouto join your relationship.
     in the meantime, however, shouto abides and comes to lay on the other side of you, flushed and sweaty body pressing against your back as your chest smushes against katsukiâs significantly warmer one, and youâre quickly lulled to sleep by the sound of his heartbeat and shoutoâs steady breathing.
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