IN WHICH .. two childhood best friends come to find out that they have been friends with benefits with the same girl and now has decided to give her the best nigh of her life.
wc: somewhere between 1.3k - 2.0k
warnings: lowercase is intended ! , a ton of grammatical errors! double penetration, idk reader lowk a slut, creampie (maybe ??) pet names : baby, princess slut, whore?? bakugou is definitely meaner than kirishima, pussy eating, dick sucking uh LOL i think thats it lmk if i missed anything
A/N : im so sorry i know this story is probably terrible i totally rushed this lol i wanna get this out soon so i won’t delay or force myself to work on it also im terrible at writing smut but i will be writing a ton more of fluff lol thank you for reading !!
it all started off so simple , so smooth. one night you would fuck the man whom you met at the bar , with the sharp red hair and about 2 nights later, you would would text the tall blonde haired boy from your study hall for some good dick. they were both amazing at sexing you. better than any other man you have ever slept with. the
red haired boy was able to keep you up all night, keep you cumming back to back nonstop. the tall bonde was defentily able to put you in any postion you asked, anything one person lacked in the other had . it was perfect the hard part was deciding who u wanted the most. you tried to sleep on it , many restless nights, you knew what you were doing was wrong. very wrong indeed but it made YOU feel so so good indeed.
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one night , you were sleeping in your bed , missing. them. nt just 1, them. so you opened tiktok to try and wash away this missing senstaion. you were scrolling when you came across a video of a woman talking about her sexual expernce with her husband the night before. the sex she was getting sounded amazing so you decided to send it to the both of them the same time ON SEPRATE ENDS but with tiktoks new stupid feauture, your dumbass accidently sent it in a grupchat. together. ok sure you had fucked up with that. but what you hadn't known was that the 2 boys you were fucking around with were childhood best friends and are literally at the bar with each other sitting face to face.
they both sat infront. each other on hgh stools laughinga nd talking about their life, just doing some catching up. When at the same exact time, their phones lit up. they both caught on , laughed it off and opend the message.
"groupchat with katsuki420 , kirish1ma1016 , and theprincess22"
*1 video* via tiktok
they slowly opened the lewd content of the woman talking about her sexual experiences and your dumbass texting after, saying "baby can we do this soon jajaja". there was no way this was happening. they looked up at each other and they both couldnt even find words to fathom and say to one another.
"are you uh seeing this or um.." kirishima said awkarkely trying to break the silence between the two, outside of the loud bar.
"mm no im seeing." bakugou said sternly. still trying to figure out how they girl he was consectutivly fucking could have possilbly added him to a groupchat with his best friend then send nasty content AND sexual words alongside it.
"theres no way your fucking her too ?? is she fucking the both of us at the same time ??" kirishima questioned
"thats what id assume. i cant tell if i wanna scream her head off or just confront her." he said his face scrunching up into this upsetting and currently speachless face.
"this feels so so wrong. dude if i knew she was fucking with you i would have been left i promise dude." kirishima cleared up between his best friend. he wouldnt want his friendship to be ruined by a girl whom was using the both of them for her naughty and sexual desires. right ? they didnt know it , but a sense of jealousy washed over them . yeah they were ONLY your friends with benefits but everytime they were with their feelings grew more and more. which isnt normal for anyone with friends with benefits.
"i say we just give her what she wants and never speak to her again." katsuki says out of pure anger and selfishness. that man knows he isnt leaving you alone no time soon. "which is what, sex ? do you mean a threesome ?" kirishima asked , chugging the rest of his drink eyes going wide of the idea of fucking his friend with benefits with his best friend.
"yeah why not." she shurgged looking away with his arms crossed together like a god damn brat. "yeah but we haven’t done one of those since like the begining of college .and lord knows that was a few years ago." kirishima retaliates "and then what if shes not down for it?!" he questions.
"she can handle it. Shes grown enough two fuck to men at the same time on separate occasions . why no just fuck them at the same time. right then and there huh, since she wants to be a little slut. so let's go. we are going to her house. you text her and let her know that you are on you way. alone." katsuki grabs his jacket off the back of his chair , his best friend following along and texting at the same time. "mm okay. heyyy- baby.. on my way now, gonna see you innn fifteennn" he says slurring out his words as he types them i the passenger seat of katukis car, speeding down the freeway that leads him straight to your apartment.
when they both reach your aparment they do the regular, use the keycard to get inside the building, take the elevator to the 12th floor , walk 5 steps and knock on your door. it was diffrent this time though. when you opened the door in nothing but panties and bakugous shirt you were not expecting to see the both of them. you quickly tried to close the door but kirishima pushed it right back open, over powering you.
"mm not this time baby. you think you can get away with fucking the both of us at the-" kirishima starts but is suddenly cut off by the loud upset voice next to him "IS THAT MY SHIRT ? oh hell no. get inside." he pushed kirishima inside, moves him aside and throws you over his shoulder and carries you to your room and throws you on the bed.
"mm wait ! how did this even happen ??" you ask , body sprawled out on your bed legs squeezing together. "your little fuck buddies are best friends. bet you didnt know huh ?" katsuki says slowly taking your panties off revealing your wet aching cunt. "yep , and now we are gonna both fuck you like the little slut you are." kiri adds on , slowly sliding off his shirt revealing his rock hard abs you grinded your pussy on one to many times.
bakugou slowly drapes down toward your pussy . plush lips graze your clit teasing it just a little, sending shivers down your spine. his lips slowly meet your wet hole and he starts eating like a starved man. going absolutely insane like he always does.
"ahh fuck! katsuki i - cant.-" you whimper
"you can. and you will. slut." he says mumbling his words still eating your pussy like no tomorrow row , slurping up all of your juices that are dripping down your shaking legs and ass, being completly flithy. kirishima watches from the top of your bed, stroking his cock the sight of his best friend absolutely annihilating your pussy , just with his mouth. katsuki grabs your arm and pulls you off your back and. bends you over the bed where kirishima is now laying and forcefully pushed your head down and take all of kirishimas dick in your mouth. you practically know every vein this man has on his girthy cock. by now but the way katsuki pushed your head down it made you feel like you were a beginner again. "mmpf ah-" you gag trying to speak with your mind going mush.
"ah fuck baby." kirishima groans "suckin me so well today arent you?" he chuckled. katsuki leaned up behind you while you stand up bent over still sucking kirishima dick. "mm you want this dick in your pussy to occupie that drenching hole ?" you cant even anwser him but you truly do want it "answer me." he demands "mmpfh y-es ah give it to me." you beg still managing to finish off kirishimas blowjob.
he stands behind you, tall figure lining up with your body. he places the tip on your sensitive hole and your body immidetly shudders. you know when. his dick is there and inside. its like an empty hole being filled to the max. hes less girthy than kirishima but his dick will defiently reach far. you moan as he slowly starts to pound your wet pussy
“taking it so well baby, doing so so good ah-“ kirishima groans and you continue to suck him off while getting pounded by katsuki. “mm yeah you like that dirty girl ? like to fuck on 2 men at the same time like a slut ?!” katsuki says , following after with a hard smack on your ass thats vibrating against his hips with ever thrust. “yes yes ah fuck mgh” you mumble trying to find words to even say.“mm fuck wait im cumming. ahh mpft fuck!” kirishima shouts. hot ropes come shooting down your throat and you take his dick out of your mouth with a pop.
bakugo picks you up off the edge of the bed and throws you back on the bed right on your back. “wanna be a nasty girl ? we can show you nasty.” he chuckled. the warmth in your wet hole grew even warmer when you had realized there were now 2 cocks in you. sure you were nasty, but never this nasty. it was almost a bliss for you. both of their tips touched inside of you as they both started to thrust slowly but hard. “mmpf fuck ! i - i didn’t even mean for it to ah - happen like this !” you shout to the both of them, covering your eyes out of embarrassment of how good they were both making you feel. at the same damn time.
“nuh uh, don’t cover your pretty face from us baby , cmon you know i dont like that.” kirishima says still pounding you alongside his best friend. you couldn’t even conquer what you were feeling. all you knew was that you were very. very close “fuck im so close ah fuck !” you yell out loud. “yeah thats it baby, let it all out. cum on these dicks hm you like that ?” kirishima says feeling you tightening down on his cock then and slows down his pace then speeds it back up again. “this pussy is squeezin me fuck im about to cum.” katsuki groans slowly getting ready to cum straight inside you. all of your orgasams line up at the same time and you all moan in unison , your body shuddering and then groaning relentlessly. “hah ah fuck mgod baby.” kirishima says flopping down next to you kissing down your neck. “m dick is gonna fall off princess.” bakugo says falling on your other side, kissing down your naval. you immediately close your eyes , trying to come down from the high that they just gave you. “im exhausted.” you managed to speak out. “id assume so baby, but thats what happens when you fuck around with two people, karma comes back and uh fucks you ??” katsuki chuckles out. “mm wanna go take a shower now ?” kirishima asks getting out of bed and slipping his shirt on . “I dont think i can even stand up right now. but uh m sorry. i dont want you guys to think im playing with your feelings , even though we are just friends with benefits i dont want you to feel uh used ?” you say feeling just a little sympathy. “yeah na we dont care anymore, just had to punish you for that. We should definitely do this more tho.” bakugo says
“mm no. my pussy is ruined give me 3 weeks ill consider.” you laugh “deal, fine by me.”kirishima says getting back into the bed with you
the three of you drift off into a deep sleep after whatever kind of night that was. they both knocked out before you though which left you to wonder, looking up at your ceiling in between the 2 men leaving you dumbfounded again. you knew you wanted to make a decision, just.
yeah I hello, how about a modern Neteyam x reader x Lo’ak love triangle?? Maybe where Neteyam is off at university and meets a girl there, not knowing that the girl he’s falling for is ALSO the same girl Lo’ak spent an entire summer obsessing over during some summer program?
Double Or Nothing
Pairing: Neteyam x Reader x Lo’ak
Summary: You spend a summer volunteering at a camp for youth, where you meet Lo’ak. After spending a summer growing close with the overconfident boy, you head to university. After getting assigned a shared study desk, you meet the serious and studious, yet charming, Neteyam.
During a break Lo’ak comes to visit you, and finds out that both he and his brother are dead set on the same girl.
Warnings: Fluff, slight angst, jealousy, mutual (triple) pining, eventual throuple, smut in later parts
Part 2
Lo’ak — part 1
“On a scale of 1-10, how well do you like having fingers?” He winces and hisses under his breath, eyes fixated on the stinging dab of antiseptic on his hands.
“What?” He only lifts his head when you ask him the question almost too casually for it to be a joke.
“How well do you like having fingers, because I gotta say…some of these kids can be vicious. Like they’re only 9 and 10, and they’re mean.” Again, he wishes he could say you’re joking but he’s seen firsthand how competitive these little shits could be, and it was only his first week in a summer long position as camp counsellor.
It was something he hadn’t initially wanted to do but he couldn’t stay in his parent's house while his older brother was there. Normally he wouldn’t mind having Neteyam home for the summer, but his parents had been insufferable. Neteyam was in his second year in university and was now home for the summer, and there was almost an endless amount of social shit. Where Neteyam would be treated like he always like—the golden child.
Lo’ak couldn’t stand an entire summer dealing with that shit. He loved his brother, they were family, but Lo’ak didn’t want to deal with an entire summer of living in his shadow.
“Can’t believe the little shits bit me.” Lo’ak’s lips curled and there was a brief flash of his teeth, as he watched you cleaning his hand.
After he had been bit, and it was clear that there was blood, he had been pulled away from the cabins and the open play field, toward the kitchen. You and Lo’ak were camp counsellors for a group of kids who were placed on a team that would compete for some bullshit title at the end of camp. He was in charge of keeping a rowdy group of boys contained and safe in the cabin he was assigned, and you were set in charge of a group of girls.
And your cabins had been paired together, which meant you and he would be spending a lot of time together this summer.
“These kids can be a little…” you pause and lean back, one hand still holding the antiseptic wipes while the other rests on the table between you both. “…psycho. Especially when it comes to their cabin eaders.”
“What the hell did I do to deserve being bit?” He briefly looks at his hand, the blood from the bite have been cleaned thanks to you, but there will be marks for at least a few days. He was only here for a week, and he had quickly realized that kids now were far more feral that he ever remembered being, and he was constantly in a state of trouble with his parents.
“It could have something to do with you and Top Bun.” You set the used antiseptic wipes on the table you were sitting on and reached into the first aid kit for some bandaids. You were sitting cross legged on the table like he had with minimal space between you.
“Top Bun, who the hell is Top Bun?” Lo’ak hissed when you placed the bandaid around his bite mark, the beige material settling tightly around his finger.
“Top Bun?” You crumple the backing of the bandaids and tuck them into your palm. “Ao’nung? Everyone here has nicknames for each other, whether we want them or not.”
“Top Bun-“
“Yeah, because he always has his hair in that stupid bun. I call him Top Bun Hipster, but you know…” you shrug and lean back on one of your arms, head tilted to the side. “His parents started this camp, named it after their hometown or something.”
“Ao’nung is a bitch.” Lo’ak didn’t deny what he had done, calling him a bitch and punching him square in the face, but it wasn’t like it wasn’t warranted. Ao’nung thought he was hot shit because of who his parents were, and Lo’ak was clearly not one to back off. “Who else has a nickname?”
“I call Roxto, Roxy.” You smirk to yourself, amused at your own joke but don’t bother to clarify or share with Lo’ak. “I call Ao’nung’s sister Tsireya, Slaya.”
“Slaya?” Lo’ak copies your posture and leans back against his arms, taking the same approach you do to sneaking into the kitchens when you shouldn’t have.
“Yeah, have you seen her?” Your fingers drum against the table, that casual conversation continuing while the sound of kids running around is muffled only by the closed doors. “She’s practically a model, puts the rest of us to shame.”
“Yeah, she’s hot-”
“She’s also in a very committed relationship, so don’t even think about it.” You shut down his hopes before he can get them up and laugh at the expression on his face—like so many other boys have had before Lo’ak.
“Their entire family is ridiculous. I mean they have ridiculous genes, it’s unfair.” You don’t speak with real envy, just observations. “Ao’nung might by a cocky prick, but he has the looks to back it up.”
“Everyone has a nickname, what’s yours?” He leans forward, his elbows resting on his knees with his braids falling over his shoulder.
“Aren’t you more curious what yours is?” You answer his question with a question, shifting the focus of the conversation back to him.
Lo’ak has only been here a week, he’s got a whole summer working closely with you and he knows that spending an entire summer with someone he can’t get along with would be hell. Like Ao’nung, or as you call him Top Bun. Lo’ak already got into a physical altercation with him which could have gotten him kicked out of camp before he even started. He can’t risk having to go home and spend the summer with his perfect golden child of an older brother.
“Are you going to tell me?”
“Depends.” You sit straight again; your legs still crossed and give Lo’ak a once over. “Are you going to tell me your last name?”
Lo’ak hides his groan under his breath and tries to feign ignorance to your question. This was supposed to be his escape, a place where he didn’t need to be the son of Jake and Neytiri Sully, the younger and less spectacular son. He didn’t need to carry the weight of being the spare son or try to live up to the reputation that Neteyam had.
“My family is…complicated. Fuck, complicated doesn’t seem like enough.” He runs his hands over his braids and then down his face, as if he can erase something you can’t see.
“Fine, keep your secrets.” You don’t give him hell for not telling you, and Lo’ak’s glad you don’t push him on this. But you do start to uncross your legs and get off the table, shifting and moving toward the exit of the kitchen, only stopping to look back at him with a smirk.
“Rambo.” Your laugh is short and is followed by a soft snort. “Take a wild guess why you’re stuck with that.”
Almost near the end of summer and Lo’ak realized was a goddamn idiot. He’d called his mom and dad as often as he could, even video calling them to say hi to his siblings. He had done everything he could to keep the details of his summer to a minimum.
And he promised he wouldn’t mention you. Or the fact that Lo’ak was into you in a way that went way beyond being friends. You worked together closely for a month now, you were councillors on the same team of kids, most of your days were spent together.
Still, he hadn’t meant to mention you to his family but the topic of you slipped out. No real details, just the fact that you were pretty damn cute, and your nickname. They didn’t need to know anything else; this was Lo’ak’s summer to be himself out of the shadow of Neteyam.
“My baby bro goes to camp to avoid spending all summer with me and finds himself a girlfriend.” That didn’t stop Neteyam from giving him hell through the screen of Lo’ak’s phone.
“Shut up, fuckface. She’s not my girlfriend.” Lo’ak denied Neteyam, and even if it was true, he wouldn’t give Neteyam any details.
No details about what went on with with two of you, or how you’d flirt with each other.
When you had the campers would be off watching a movie and a lot of the younger councillors were given the night off, you and Lo’ak would sneak off to the docks. You’d challenge each other to hold your breath the longest, to swim the farthest or make the best dives.
During late night campfires with you’re the kids you were responsible for, you would take turns taking playful jabs at each other. The kids thought it was hilarious, some of the bolder ones would tell you to kiss and get it over with already.
If they had only knew that he already had.
Lo’ak had stolen the pretty sounds you made right from your lips during those nights off when no one else was around. The two of you had spent what time you had together without a bramble of kids following you around, up until the end of summer.
Only a few days before it all ended and the camp was over, you and Lo’ak ended up at the docks while your cabin kids were in the theatre. One last night off for s majority of the younger councillors, while the kids were watching a movie send-off.
“I’m going to university; this was my last summer before my first year.” While you sat on the dock with your feet in the water, Lo’ak had rested his head in your lap. You played with his braids, specifically feeling the smooth beads beneath your fingers.
100ft down the beach, away from the dock, a few other councillors who had the night off were having a fire. He didn’t need to look over to know who was there, he could hear their voices and knew it was the usual few that spent time together.
Ao’nung, Roxto, Tsireya, and her boyfriend—or as you called them, Top Bun, Roxy, Slaya and Boy Toy. The group of them would occasionally look over at you two lying on the dock but didn’t call you over or acknowledge you past that.
Lo’ak stared up at you. He didn’t watch the stars or the gentle waves of the lake, not even the other councillors who were having a fire on the beach. There was no one else he’d rather be with right now, and you had all his focus.
“You’re studying medicine, aren’t you?” Lo’ak tilts his head back, his eyes searching yours as you continue playing with his braids and beads.
“Oh yeah, modern day healer. Registered nursing.” Your fingers draw away from his braids to his cheek and then run along his jawline. “Going to Harvard on one hell of a scholarship.”
“My brother attends Harvard, he’s studying business engineering.” Lo’ak barely talked about his brother to you, only giving you small pieces here or there.
And he only ever referred to him as fuckface or GB—golden boy, the perfect son. He kept as much about his brother from you as he could, just like he’d done with his family and his last name.
Lo’ak didn’t want to be known for his last name or the fame around his mother and father. He wanted to be known just as Lo’ak—not the disappointing second son.
“Don’t tell me GB is going to be one of those bros who has a million dollar idea that ends in crypto?” You groan and lean over, looking down at Lo’ak.
“Fuck if I know.” Lo’ak shifts positions and sits up, his left hand bracing himself against the dock while his right hand rests against the back of your neck. “And I don’t give a damn. What I care about-”
Lo’ak uses the hand on the back of your neck to pull you closer, his lips almost touching yours.
“-is getting your number. Just because summer’s ending doesn’t mean I can’t text you when you leave.” Lo’ak’s nose touches yours, and he makes contact with your lips, kissing you under the moonlight.
“I have university, Rambo.” You pull away and settle one of your hands on his chest, the other touches his beaded braids. “And we both agreed not to commit to anything.”
“I know that,” Lo’ak breathed out before leaning in for another kiss, “still, I need your number. Someone needs to save you from losing your fucking mind with all those pretentious pricks.”
“Yeah, you think you can Rambo?” You lean back, not letting him kiss you again.
“If not, I could always help you make a break for it.” This was the end of his summer, you were going to school, and he was going back to his family. It was the end of him just being Lo’ak, unrestricted rom the shadow of his family’s name and influence.
“Okay, Rambo. You got yourself a deal, I’ll call you when I need to make a getaway.” With him convincing you, he finally manages to make contact with your lips.
