venom!katsuki eats you out, but you feel his tongue going deeper than it used to.
“kats, woah— fuck,” you gasp loudly as your hand immediately reaches down and grabs a fistful of his blond hair, not even knowing what else to do with yourself when the feeling suddenly changes.
“i— can't like this,” you pant as your hips start rocking towards his face on their own. you can literally feel his tongue reaching places he never had before, and you have no idea how the hell he's doing it. every time you try to pull away for a second, your body just ends up moving back against him again.
katsuki just hums in response, as he keeps going without slowing down. his hands tighten around your thighs, rough fingers digging into your plush skin. he holds you exactly where he wants you, like he's not about to let you squirm away when he just started.
“fuck, katsuki,” you breathe, your head falling back into the pillow and your eyes squeeze shut.
he makes another low sound against your swollen pussy, clearly pleased with the reactions he is getting out of you.
“don't—” you gasp, your hips jerking again when he sucks your clit a little too harsh.
you feel his tongue inside you, filling you up almost entirely, and you don’t remember it ever being this thick and wet. half of the mess between your legs was because of his messy way of lapping at your cunt.
maybe it was the overwhelming sensation making you imagine things, but you knew you were about to reach your high very soon with the way your legs shook around his head.
katsuki noticed too as he increased the speed, his tongue working on you as if that was his only purpose. he kept licking and sucking, moaning loudly as he felt your walls clamping around his tongue.
then, with another harsh suck on your clit, you came loudly, shaking and gripping everything around you: the sheets, the pillows, his hair…
you slowly rode the aftershocks of your orgasm. they left you breathing heavily and feeling dizziness all over.
you lazily watched him rose up from between your legs, cleaning his mouth with the back of his hand as his eyes also found yours.
“i have never had someone capable of doing this.” you say honestly, but your voice is barely audible.
but he heard it.
of course he did.
he just smirked a little as he hovered over your naked figure.
“skill issue.”
a/n: this is pretty bad, sorry. also venom!suki? yummy
“fuck baby, just like that.” denki groans, leaning back on the couch as you bounce up and down on his cock.
“denki i just- mmf! denki ‘m so full.”
bang! the front door slams open and snap your neck, continuing to ride denki as his roommates walk in.
“shit.” kirishima covers his eyes, clicking the door shut behind him.
“damn.” sero tilts his head, watching the way your ass jiggles after each sticky smack.
“dude!” kirishima slaps a hand over sero’s eyes.
“sorry.” denki calls out. “left half the blunt in the ashtray.” his hands grab your ass, scooting lower and starts fucking up into you. “fuck baby.” spank!
“we’ll-”
“nghhh!” you toss your head back. “fuck denki, i’m gonna- ahhh!” you gasp, spine straightening as your orgasm washes through you.
“move your fuckin hand.” sero slaps kirishima’s hand away.
“light it and pass it.” denki looks over your shoulder.
“wha- now?” kirishima drops his other arm, trying to look anywhere but at you.
sero is already walking towards the ashtray and taking a seat next to the both of you. “what? denki’s room too dirty for you, sweetheart?” blunt between his lips as he lights it.
“nah, she couldn’t wait.” denki bucks up into you, reaching over as sero passes the blunt.
“shouldn’t you.. like cover up, man.” kirishima winces when you turn to him with a pout.
“don’t like lookin at me, kiri?” you reach for him and his cheeks flush.
“think he likes lookin at you too much.” denki chuckles. “go over there.” he lifts you off his dick and plops you down on kiri’s lap.
“dude!? i- ??” he holds his hands up and squeezes his eyes shut.
“wanna fuck her?” denki lulls his head to the side and you roll your hips.
“can i fuck kiri?” you whine at denki. “please?” you push your lower lip out.
“and what about me?” sero pouts his lips out.
“what do you think baby?” denki offers you a lazy smile. “wanna give my friends a ride?” he passes you the blunt.
“mhm mhm.” you nod quickly, taking a hit and pushing it back into denki’s hand.
you lean forward, pressing your lips to kiri’s and blowing the smoke in his mouth. sero and denki watch at the way kiri flushes under your touch as you shove your hands under his shorts. you whine when his cock pops out, already glistening with little beads of pre.
“‘s big.” you lean back and pump him once before lifting up on your knees.
“bet he’ll cum in 2 minutes.” sero chuckles, watching the way you slide kiri up and down your folds.
“nahh, i give him 5.” denki pushes sero’s chest.
“guys..” he groans as you sink onto his tip. “shut up.” his hands grip your waist as he looks up at you. “pretty. so pretty baby.” he nods as you take inch after inch.
“you’re a pretty baby too.” sero purrs in denkis ear, plucking the blunt out of his hand and dabbing it out in the ashtray.
“wha- hah! fuck sero.” sero’s hand wraps around denki’s cock
“forgot how squirmy you get.” sero thumbs at his underside. “she’s got you fuckin soaked.” he hums, pumping him faster.
you can’t decide if you want to look down at kiri as you suck him in or over at the way sero has denki’s hips jerking off the couch. kiri grinds his hips up and your attention falls to him, eyes fluttering as he repeats the movement. his hands grip your waist as he starts to fuck up into you, not letting you do any of the work.
“shit hanta.” denki can’t help the way he fucks up into sero’s hand.
“gonna cum before ei?” sero chuckles.
“shut up.” denki’s thighs shake.
“nghh!” you’re clinging onto kiri as he pounds up into you.
kirishima has you held tightly to his chest as he snaps his hips up onto yours. your pussy is strangling his cock, your lips brushing against his neck as you whimper right into his ear. his fingers harden into your skin and your walls flutter, thighs shaking, with one more harsh snap of his hips, you cum with a cry of his name.
“shitshitshit.” kiri holds you down on his thighs as he fills you.
you turn your head to the side and find denki sated, breathing heavy with cum all over his abs and sero slowly jerking himself. sero gives you a lazy smile and reaches out a hand to you and you lift off of kiri. sero helps you over to him and slides you right down onto his cock.
“got you all to myself.” he brushes your hair back.
“hanta.” your lashes flutter.
“hm?” he slowly starts to fuck you up and down.
“‘m so tired.” you rest your head on his shoulder. “just.. use me. please.”
“ohhh, i know baby.” he coos, trailing a hand up your spine.
sero scoots down until you’re laying on his chest and he can fuck up into you. each drag out and push back in has your toes curling, little puffs of air leaving your lips and splaying across his warm skin. you press kisses all over his neck, trembling in his arms, breath catching as an orgasm already bursts through you.
“s’okay. i got you.” he rubs your back when he feels the tears on his neck.
“feels s’good.” you’re practically limp in his arms.
you peek out of his neck and see denki staring at you with lidded eyes as he strokes himself. you blink past him and kiri is doing the same, lips parted and letting out little moans. sero bucks up into you and you bury yourself back into his neck.
“focus on me.”
your hands tangle in his hair, gummy walls spasming around him at his low words. he hits that one spot and you gasp, yanking on his hair and he grins. he pushes against it over and over until you’re cumming and whining as he starts to fill you.
“can’t move.” you’re limp against him.
“don’t gotta.” denki rubs your back.
“gonna clean you up real nice.” he hums.
instead of taking you to the bath, they take you to denkis room and lay you back on the bed. each taking turns sucking the cum out of you.
bang! the front door opens and snaps shut.
“denki!!! why does the apartment smell like sex?” you hear katsuki walking down the hall. “you idiots didn’t invite me?”
“kats.” you squirm.
“they make you cum?”
“mhm.” a nod of your head.
“they clean you up yet?” he looks at the way they have your legs spread wide.
“mm-mm.” you shake your head.
“wanna take a bath?” he grins when you nod your head.
welcome home — k.b
an: katsuki finger u when you're tiiirreed from travelling to see hiiiimm #needdatrn also hi guys my little travelling hiatus is done so yippee!!!
you face plant right on the soft cushion of your pillow, your whole body aches from sitting in an airplane chair all day just to visit your boyfriend who lives all the way across the world. not to mention the jet lag that has you feeling yourself loosing the fight with sleep itself.
you groan into the soft silk — which katsuki bought for you in advance — while you hear the soft steps of the bulky man behind you. katsuki stands there, looking down at your dead appearance, a hand runs through his ashy blonde hair and he sits on the side of the bed — causing an indent in the mattress.
he places a large, calloused hand on your calf and runs it up and down the muscle softly. "y'know, I could've visited you in your country, beautiful." katsuki murmurs, hand still running smooth lines up and down your aching calf. "m'know but you jush always vishit meeee.." you whine into the pillow, voice muffled by the silk.
katsuki's crimson eyes glow as he traces your body. the nice baby pink, wide legged sweats you have on give a beautiful accent to the curve of your ass — and katsuki can't seem to take his eyes off of it. he runs his large hand up, up, uuupppp your legs until it rests on the fat of your ass, palm splayed over one cheek, giving it a little jiggle.
"y'know.. I know what could help." katsuki teases, his hand squeezing your ass, making you gasp out. "kats.." you whine, tilting your head to peer back at him. your boyfriend not giving any attention to anything else in the moment but your ass. you see how his tongue runs over his teeth through his closed lips, nice pink and shiny probably from licking his lips.
he gives your ass a soft smack! the feeling makes you moan and arch your back, hips gliding up and off the sheets of the bed — wrinkling where your hips where just placed — right into the palms of his hands.
you feel his warm hands wrap around your hips, then glide down to spread your ass through your sweats. "mmmff.. kats." you whine tiredly, your blurred vision is looking at how dilated his pupils are.
"just lemme.. fuck— lemme make you feel good. been dyin' to have you in my arms again." katsuki pleads, voice smaller then anyone could have ever imagined. it takes you a minute to register what he says before you give him a tired nod. "lemme sleep after." you pout and he chuckles huskily. "I'll let ya sleep alright. just be a good girl, ya?"
you feel him swipe off your sweats down to your knees with one quick motion, the cool breeze of his room hits your bare ass — the skin already pebbling with goosebumps, you whine at the feeling. katsuki leans down onto his forearms, nudging his thick shoulders in-between your thighs, spreading you open so so soooo wide.
katsuki takes a good sniff of your pussy, nose pressed right up against the damp cotton of your panties, right over your slit. "fuuuuck." he curses out, eyes rolling to the back of his skull. "smell so good, fuck. need to make y'feel good." he blabbers out, letting the scent of your pussy take hold on him.
katsuki moves your panties over, his crimson eyes come into contact with your sopping, wet heat. pussy slick and shiny with arousal. his mouth waters at the sight and you smush your face back into the pillow, shaking your hips in front of his face. "please, suki. 'm tired." you whine, and that's his last restraint.
he brings his right hand up, moving his middle finger to open your folds, gooey slick makes webs as he opens you up slowly — he lets out a groan from deep in his chest. "alright, i'ma make y'feel good, sweetheart." he growls, moving his middle finger to push right into your pussy.
you gasp, arching your hips back; taking his fat finger all the way inside you. "f-fuck!!" you sob out into the pillow, hands grabbing onto the fabric of the sheets beneath you. "fuck yea.." katsuki groans, moving his finger in and out of your pussy.
he watches you clench around him, his eyes glued to the sight of you taking his fat finger so nicely. "been fuckin' playing with yourself. getting' ready for me, eh?" katsuki teases, moving his finger in and out sooo slowly to drive you wild.
"yes, yes!!" you cry out, moving your hips to quicken his pace. "always f'you! only!! please, another finger! w'nna cum!" katsuki kisses the inside of your thigh before slowly sucking into the sensitive skin. he moves his mouth away before biting onto the area, you gasp and he then quickly slips in a second finger.
"h-holy shit, suki!!" you whine, back arched so high, ass pointed right up to the sky where you just were mere hours ago. "fuckin' good girl." katsuki growls before tilting both fingers inside and hammering them into your sweet gooey spot.
you choke, tears spilling out of your eyes while you blabber complete, utter, nonsense. katsuki is enjoying finally hearing your beautiful shliiiiick sounds again. so much better then hearing it over a call.
his eyes are focused, locked in on your pussy and the sounds its making. he grinds his own boner against the sheets, ruffling them with each thrust. he moves his thumb to circle your clit, you sob out loudly into the pillow — moving your hips like you're riding his fingers.
katsuki spits on your pussy; warm and wet. he watches the globe spread over his two fingers before adding his third and final one. you grip onto the sheets to tightly, you feel your knuckles lock up.
"k-kats.. cumming!" you scream, heat coils tightly in your tummy; ready to burst with one final thrust and circle of his fingers. he lifts off his thumb from your clit and connects his mouth to your aching bud. he swirls his tongue around the nub and sucks, hard.
with that harsh suck on your clit, you cum. gushing warm streams of liquid from your pussy. squirting all over his face. katsuki doesn't stop his movements, even when your thighs are shaking and clamping around his head. "fuuuck yes! atta fuckin girl!" katsuki groans into you.
"fuuuckk!! katsuki!!" you sob out, feeling intense wave after wave from each gush of liquid squirting out of you. katsuki is totally blissed out; fingers still moving, pressing open mouthed kisses on your clit to collect some of your liquid you're pouring out. he's sure he felt a tear leave his eye.
"kats... m'enough..!!" you squeak out, voice hoarse and aching. katsuki finally lifts up from in between your legs. his boner still hard and raging in his pants. your panties are soak and so is his face from the nose down.
your hips collide with the soft plush of the bed, finally letting your eyes droop under the weight of the day. the soft light in katsuki's room turning dark and the last thing you feel is katsuki cleaning you up with a warm cloth while whispering.
"beautiful job, baby. welcome home."
an: I dunno what the fuck got into me but I'm home now so ig that's it. I woke up at 520 am just to fly home blah.
— established relationship (kiribaku) . guided masturbation (m!receiving) . biology talk . i'm ngl this is mainly krbk smut sorry guys
college students!kiribaku who spotted you for the first time on the outskirts of the lecture hall with your nose in a textbook. on the first day. katsuki had scowled, eijiro had laughed. but had they known you'd soon become something neither could ignore, they might've bothered to catch your name.
it was no secret to anyone that they were dating, or that they were the two hottest guys in school. revealed to all through a make out session in what was meant to be in a private locker room and a gruff "yeah, we're together" by katsuki, before he's guiding the redhead to the nearest bathroom stall.
it was the hottest gossip for four whole weeks.
college students!kiribaku who, despite their status, would never let their grades slip. well, eijiro would — but katsuki would never allow that to happen. the blonde's school-study-social life balance had been mastered the moment he stepped foot on campus; the only thing that ever threw off his routine was the girl who refused to let him be the smartest in the room.
it irritated every cell in his body to watch you beat him. always one mark higher, always two minutes faster — and unfortunately for eijiro, he received the brunt of all that anger.
typically with his mouth.
college student!kirishima who breaks the barrier of interaction after the third day staring at you from a distance. sliding into the seat next to you with a practiced ease that makes the whole thing seem far more casaul than it is.
curiosity was written in every movement towards you. a man can't help but be curious about the girl his boyfriend can't ever seem to stop talking about.
"you always sit here and study?"
you glance up from your notes, face unimpressed and mildly amused. "you always ask people this question?"
eijiro laughs. plopping his bag next to yours while ignoring the glare coming from the other side of the room.
four days of eijiro's relentless questions was all it took for your friendship to blossom. coffee before class with katsuki slouched at his side, scowling, of course; tutoring sessions, lunch outing, and plenty of opportunities to throw glares at katsuki.
the blond half of the most beloved relationship in school was soon forced to see his red-headed counterpart on the opposite side of the biology lecture hall. with his ass planted in the seat right next to yours.
katsuki can't quite put a label on the feelings that mustered in his stomach that day, but a mix of frustration and pure rage seemed close enough.
and truly, he didn't care.
didn't care that you'd suddenly become this social butterfly who didn't ever stop talking, or that his boyfriend was suddenly the funniest person since shakespeare. he didn't care that he'd spend an hour and twenty seven minutes with a scowl on his face and his gaze locked on the two of you.
and he absolutely, undoubtedly did not care that he spent the last three minutes of every class thinking about which one of you he was actually jealous of.
college student!bakugou isn't necessarily ecstatic when he starts seeing your face everywhere. by week three you'd ended up sandwhiched between the two of them during every lecture. he'd like to say he hated it, but it let him keep a close eye on the competition.
college student!kirishima who scheduled weekly review sessions every thursday. courtesy of your own suggestion and much to katsuki's annoyance, you vowed it to be the best option for kiri — considering his current self-proclaimed "teacher" didn't seem to be doing much to improve his grades.
"and if homoeostasis is responsible for maintaining balance, why does the body still need to change its temperature?" you question, eyes searching for an answer.
of course you get one. but not from the person you want.
"you're making it too complicated. he's not gonna learn shit if you're teachin' him." katsuki huffs, head thrown back into his hands and feet propped up on the table.
for some reason unbeknownst to you, he'd been set on spiralling into the abyss of his bruised ego, alll because he can't beat you. it was funny seeing him so pressed, while his boyfriend looked at you with stars in his eyes.
"c'mon dude, don't be so mean!" eijiro starts. but the answer never comes. "he's right though, i don't understand . ."
as if his ego could be boosted anymore, he taunts, "told you. this is why you should just let me do it, shitty hair." he ends his words with a tug at your textbook. dragging it along the white laminated tables in a way you're sure has wrecked the pristine of polypropylene hardcover. "could save so much time if you just let me teach you."
"kiri, be honest. who's the better teacher." — a nickname katsuki doesn't ever remember approving. "me? or the guy who only got a A- on the last paper."
katsuki's face drops. "how'd you even know about that?"
"i didn't know it was a secret! that's my bad" eijiro laughs awkwardly with a hand behind his head. the tension in the room practically seeping through every crack in the wall at this point the redhead's convinced he may burst into flames under your gazes, "i'm not deciding that."
"well someone's gotta be smarter and you know the answer's me"
"but it's not-"
"what? kiri can't be my friend because you don't like me bakugou?" you huff, gnawing at the lid of your highlighter cap, "that's pretty immature y'know. even for you."
he scoffs, "who said he can't be your friend? i don't control what he does."
"that scowl on your face you've been wearing the last twenty minutes is saying otherwise. i wish i could just-"
"alright, alright. let's just settle this with a more friendly competition at our place tomorrow. eight pm."
to anyone, katsuki's lack of an answer says enough — but the way he refuses to look either of you in the eye says more.
college student!kirishima realizes by the third question typed into his notes app that he's the last person that should be quizzing two A-ranked students on an A-grade-pain-in-the-ass class. even after searching for questions online, he winds up more confused than he started and with a new virus on his phone.
katsuki had called it a night half an hour ago, grumbling to himself about how mad he was at his eijiro for inviting you over for such a thing. even though the flashcards he'd made for the "stupid competition" sat perched on his bedside.
eijiro deems himself spent by question 6, and he's sure he's going to be plagued by floating cell membranes in his dreams tonight.
that. or, the distracting sight of his lovers hands down his pants.
lips caught between ivory teeth, the blonde's hand strokes faster under the sheets. each pump sending the blanket further down his thighs and revealing more parts of himself. he murmurs into the dark air, hushed groans and whispers of a
"you want help?"
"saw you watchin' me from the door, you p-perv." the breathless grunts that fall past his lips are fervent and new. each sound coated in the honeyed-edge of his own lust. "fuckin'' come here and help me."
"oh? katsuki asking for help? must be a good sight, hm?" eijiro taunts, trudging his way to the bed. the biology questions sitting long otten on his phone. "who're you thinking about?"
"no one. j-just — fuck, go faster — been a long time."
he may not be the brightest in biology, but eijiro can smell bullshit from a mile away.
and his radar was sounding.
with two hands now dragging rhythmic motions along his boyfriends cock, he spoke. "no one at all? not even a certain someone you can't just admit you have feelings for?"
katsuki's hands fly to eijiro's, but with his newfound speed and the image of you in his mind, suddenly he's no longer so composed.
"no — fuck, eij—"
"no?" he questions, suddenly slowing his strokes. the blonde's hips buck in desperation, eyes squeezing shut at the new change in tempo. "you don't like when she gets mad at you, katsuki? says your name like there's poison in it and glares at you all mean?" he taunts.
"no i fuckin' don't. stop putting ideas in m-my head."
and just as quick as eijiro's hands found their pace, they lost it. precum spilling over his digits in heaves messily. he moans into the open air of the night.
"dude, can't you just be honest. i've seen the way you look at her when she tells you off."
eijiro can't help but get hard at the thought himself. that look of you give katsuki of pure spite and an eagerness to please, while he's on the receiving end of starry eyes and batted lashes.
you were just too perfect.
"faster. faster." his words trail off into a heap of whines when eijiro's hands suddenly quicken their pace. then slows once more.
"you can tell me, you know katsuki? i think i'm feeling some things for her myself." he huffs, voice overlapping with katsuki's laboured breaths. he removes a slick coated hand from katsuki and drags it against his front. palming his aching cock through the thin fabric of his pyjama pants. "i won't be upset, katsuki."
"don't — mmm so close — eij, don't say that."
"the longer you don't tell me the truth the longer it'll take for you to cum, dude." he scoffs, his hips now moving against the base of his palm in subtle jealousy. "say it."
"no."
"c'mon."
"no — fuck — no."
"just once?" he questions, hands stroking faster than before. he watches the thought play in his lovers' mind, the image of you becoming impossible to ignore. and it only sends heat straight to their core. "this is a judgement free zone."
with his head thrown back and his flushed face almost the shade of eijiro's hair, katsuki groans."she's fuckin' fine, i dunno. god, eij."
with a final buck of his hips and a pointed glare at kirishima, he finishes. coating eijiro's hands in ivory substance as it drips onto his legs.
he slings an arm over his face bashedly, hair stuck to his forehead. a sharp wince escapes his lips as eijiro pulls away, wiping his hands onto his pants.
the redhead presses a chaste kiss to his lovers tip, then to his lips. salt seeping onto his tongue before eijiro pulls away to whisper, "from now on, let's just be honest with each other. yeah?"
"you're an asshole."
"yeah, yeah. i like her too."
and suddenly, fighting for your attention took on a new kind of light.
college students!kiribaku who greet you the next evening at their apartment with swollen lips and a subtle confidence in their steps. katsuki's traded his scowls for the occasional laugh and eijiro's traded his friendliness for flirting.
not that you minded, the change was a welcome one for your sanity. and for the butterflies that swarm in your stomach.
for the first time in a long while, biology isn't the thing at the forefront of katsuki's mind.
the thoughts finally feel clear.
1. successfully squash this stupid academic rivalry by proving he was the best student, and
2. figure out how eijiro to keep eijiro's mind from breaking when you start competing over attention instead of just grades.
a classic and one of his ultimate favorites, as it gives him something to prove: that he's a family man at heart and wants to create a big one with you. his dangerous lifestyle swiped fatherhood off his checklist for countless years, and he refuses to repress his emotions any longer. the mating press is a perfect position for his seed to take root, trapping you beneath his large body with no escape.
𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆
taking you from the side on lazy mornings and quiet nights serves as a calming remedy and a fresh ignition of passion. he treasures eye contact, the ability to kiss you and to knead your breasts at the same time. if he can manage all of those motions at once, he won't even need to thrust in order to cum. the access to your whole body will have his cock throbbing so violently, expanding your insides in anticipation for his generous load.
𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒
his number one favorite position for making love. the first time you tried it was a spiritual awakening for him, and the first time he said "i love you," and meant it genuinely. he could have drowned in the sensation of your arms and legs clinging to him, bouncing you in his lap and directing your hips in smooth circles. he's a big fan of maintaining control in the bedroom, and what better way to have him take the lead than surrender and submit to pleasure?
𝐃𝐎𝐆𝐆𝐘
face down, ass up is one of aizawa's favorite ways to destroy your pussy in general. for the purpose of knocking his lover up and putting his baby in her tummy, he utilizes the position's advantages differently. he doesn't shy away from that rough, primal pounding style of thrusting you're used to, but he's much less frantic about it.
𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋
probably the only position he agrees to give you nearly complete control. he isn't a man who requires his lover to perform in bed, wanting honest, raw interactions instead of artificial porn. in cowgirl, it's impossible not to put on a show for him to sit back and tune everything else out. sit on his fat cock, shut off his brain and activate that insatiable breeding kink of his.
ok wait like the one with kats otp with kirishima made me think of jealous kats like calling ur ex just to fuck you otp
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He is just this much of an asshole. Like he would do that. Katsuki would be pounding you doggy and would ask you if he fucked you better than your ((recently broken up with)) ex boyfriend. Of course you scream and moan yes, yes ofc he fucks you better.
Katsuki would then continue to lean in and ask you if you would say that to your exes face. You moan and nod, mumbling something along the lines of "nghh- fuck that guy! I only need ah- you."
Then before you know it he's holding the phone to your mouth. You could hear the annoyed and confused sound of your exes voice on the phone.
Having two boyfriends had its perks, one of which being fun in the bedroom.
Boyfriend!Katsuki who is in between your legs kissing and sucking on your clit, tracing languid circles just right around your hole slipping it into your heat everytime he thought you weren’t paying enough attention too him, his evidence of that being your grip loosening in his hair.
Boyfriend!Eijiro who was busy face fucking his thick cock down your throat while Kats was working his magic, the moans he pulled from you while eating you out caused vibrations around Ei’s dick in your mouth a win win for everyone involved.
Boyfriend!Eijiro who was whining pathetically about how warm and tight you were, how good of a job you were doing at swallowing his load. He lowered his gaze to your face brushing your tossed hair out of your eyes, admiring that he got so lucky with such beautiful partners.
Boyfriend!Katsuki who eventually got you to cum on his tongue licking up some of your juices, separating himself from your cunt with a spit string still connecting his lips to your lower one’s, “Fuck Ei, she tastes so good you gotta get down here,” he panted out.
Boyfriend!Eijiro who gladly removed himself from your mouth placing a quick kiss on your cheek as he slid down the bed to find purchase between your thighs. Licking all the way up to your clit and sucking on it for a second, “baby you’re like candy, so sweet for us.” You blushed at the praise from the two of them, throwing your head back as they both maneuvered their fingers into your soaked pussy, each swapping turns in sucking on your clit as your head rolled back in ecstasy.
Boyfriend!Katsuki & Boyfriend!Eijiro who weren’t going to let up until you squirted on their faces, they wanted to make sure you felt good after this but they also got the pleasure of drinking you dry.
