Tomura sharing you with Spinner!!
He’s so nice to his friends ☺️
Always Shigadabi threesomes but never the TRUE pinnacle of homoerotic male friendships…Spinneraki
Writing this as if I wouldn’t be fighting spinner over shigaraki…
Tags: fem!reader, tomura x reader x spinner, might also be a little gay, honestly it depends on what you want with it, tomura lowkey gets cucked at first but it’s okay, handjobs, blowjobs, praise, degradation, light jealousy, dom!tomura, inexperienced spinner, sub!reader, threesome at the end, I’m not a pro in spinnerology so pls forgive any mischaracterization
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“A-are you sure? Like…really sure?”
You would say it’s a little late to be asking, but Spinner’s been nervous this whole damn time. From the invitation, to his acceptance, to the bedroom, and all the way to now- with you kneeling between his feet.
But, then again, he’s not really asking you.
“Don’t ask me.” Tomura scoffs, crossing his arms and watching leisurely as you kiss gently at the insides of Spinner’s thighs. “She’s the one doing everything.”
Spinner swallows audibly as he looks down, his face all heated up and his eyes all wide as he watches you. “Are you…”
“Yes, I’m sure.” You sigh, rolling your eyes fondly. “You’re such a sweetheart, Spinner, really…”
Tomura scoffs softly behind you, but you know he’s fine. This was his idea…kinda.
You’d both been talking about different members of the League when ‘analysis’ turned more into ‘gossip’. It’s no secret Tomura and Spinner are close, brought together by their similar hobbies and lifestyles. The only difference is you. Spinner doesn’t have a ‘you’, and he never has. Suddenly, the little similarities between Tomura and Spinner started shrinking as Tomura started having all his ‘firsts’ with you…
Which led to the obvious answer: Why not let Spinner have a few of his ‘firsts’ with you too? Supervised, of course. And completely casual. Tomura doesn’t wanna share you completely, after all.
“O-oh, god…” Spinner gasps as you reach up to palm him through his pants.
He’s so nervous, his hands fisting in the sheets of his bed like he’s scared to touch you…which he probably is. You grin a little, feeling him grow harder and harder under your fingers.
“Y’know you can touch me, right?” You hum softly, glancing up at him teasingly.
Spinner’s eyes dart up to Tomura, silently asking permission- seeing if he really can touch you. Permission must’ve been granted, since a second later you feel a hesitant hand brush your hair back from your face with aching gentleness.
Leaning into the soft touch, which already shocks him, you start undoing his belt and pants…which nearly kills him. His thighs tense up as he stares down at your hands, feeling dizzy all of a sudden from the sheer anticipation.
Once you finally pull his cock out of his pants, Spinner damn near flinches as you wrap a hand around his thick base. Your eyes are wide without meaning to be, your head cocking to the side as you eye him carefully.
“W-what?” He stammers nervously, taking the hand off your hair like he’s afraid you’re about to pull away. “What’s wrong?”
You glance up at him, feeling a bit bad for staring now that you see the fear in his eyes. “Nothings wrong. I’ve just…never seen one quite like yours.”
His expression shifts to something almost mortified, and you have to gently tighten your hold around his dick to keep him in place. “What? Like, in a bad way, or-.”
“Calm down.” Tomura suddenly speaks up, although he sounds more exasperated than actually annoyed. “She’s nice…Aren’t you?”
You nod at the question directed at you, hoping it’ll help reassure Spinner that there’s nothing ‘wrong’ with him. To prove your point, you glide your hand aaaaall the way up to his tip and bring it aaaaall the way back down, making Spinner choke back a moan while Tomura grins lightly.
“There you go…nice and easy, huh?” You murmur softly, scooting in closer and watching precum bead on Spinner’s tip with each gentle pass of your hand.
“F-fuck-.” He grits out, grinding his teeth so no noises slip out.
It’s answer enough, so you lean in to take it further. This time, something closer to a little yelp leaves his lips as you give the softest little kitten lick to his tip. You smile fondly, peeking up at him as his hand grabs your hair instinctively.
“Sensitive, huh?” You nearly purr, keeping your hand in a steady rhythm. “Or is it just because Tomura’s watching?”
Spinner swallows again as he looks down at you, flustered beyond belief, before his eyes dart up to Tomura when he’s mentioned. Face heating up even more, he ducks his head and runs his fingers through your hair almost subconsciously, a nervous habit, maybe.
“Just…shut up and keep going.” He grumbles, earning another lick from you and a quiet huff of laughter from behind you.
Despite his grumbling, Spinner nearly dies when you do ‘keep going’. As soon as you close your lips around his tip, he grabs your hair and pulls you off, his chest heaving with heavy pants.
Licking your lips, you look up at him with a little pout, already knowing exactly what’s wrong. “What’s wrong?”
Spinner gulps in a breath of air, eyes darting between you, Tomura, and the ceiling like he can’t decide where to look. “I just…don’t wanna, uh-.”
“Jesus Christ…” Tomura mutters impatiently, getting up from his chair and walking up behind you with a little frown. “We’re trying to help you. Now sit still and let her work.”
Spinner scrambles to try and cover himself, but it’s no use. Tomura grabs a fistful of your hair and shoves you down, making you gag lightly as the tip hits your throat…not that you’re complaining. Spinner chokes on his breath, a strangled groan leaving his throat as yours engulfs him.
“Almost…” Tomura grins, pushing you down and down and down until your nose brushes Spinners pelvis. “There. Not so hard, is it?”
The question isn’t directed at you, and you bat your eyelashes up at Spinner as he nods hazily. He’s throbbing in your mouth, twitching and leaking like he barely even touches himself. You can almost see the way his pupils dilate and start spinning with pleasure, completely overwhelmed just from being deepthroated for the first time.
Tomura, on the other hand, lets go of your hair but continues to stand there. He’s looking at you. Only you. Because you always look so damn good with a cock in your mouth.
“Now be good for him.” The command is light because he knows you don’t need to be told, but you nod anyways.
He nods once, then goes and sits back down, leaving you to take over. Giving no warning, you pull almost all the way off before sliding back down, over and over and over while Spinner writhes and bucks under you.
“Oh, sh-shit-.” He gasps, hands hovering before finally fisting in your hair and grabbing for real. “Shit- shit- a-ah!”
Slurping and sucking noises bounce off the walls of the room, echoing in the space between the three of you and only getting louder and more precum starts spilling from his tip. You lick it up greedily, swallowing it down or letting it mix with the drool starting to spill from the corners of your mouth. Beneath you, your heel rests between your thighs where you’re starting to grind down just slightly.
Spinner’s still such a sweetheart, though. He tries so hard not to thrust up into your mouth, his hands trembling as he holds your hair back from your face. His eyes are screwed shut now, probably from focusing on not cumming too soon and so that he doesn’t make eye contact with his best friend while he does it.
“Fuck, fuck, wait- I’m- Ngh-!” He cuts himself off with a whine as you run your tongue all the way up the big vein on the underside of his cock, sending shocks of lightning down his spine.
You keep going, getting faster now as you swallow him down then drag back up to suckle on his tip, working the shaft with your hands. Honestly, you’re enjoying this more than you thought you would. His reactions, his cock, the feeling of Tomura watching…it all has you grinding shamelessly on your own heel now.
“Fuck her throat.” Tomura demands suddenly, sounding a bit breathless himself…is he getting off on this? “She can take it.”
Panting hard now, Spinner opens his eyes to look down at you, worried and asking for permission. You pull off for just a second to catch your breath, nodding as you lick your lips clean.
Spinner visibly throbs at your permission, his hands tightening in your hair as you lower back down. He’s careful at first, giving soft and slow little pumps to make sure you’re okay. But when you whine around him and grasp a bit tighter at his pants, he gives in.
Now, the sounds of you gagging mix with the squelches and slurps in the room. Spinner groans and moans openly now as he fucks into your mouth and down your throat, his hips uneven with inexperience but eager with hunger. He’s so close now. You can tell by the way he’s throbbing and leaking down your throat, his breath hitching audibly as he-
“Stop.” The demand comes so hard from behind you that you freeze completely, listening intently as Tomura comes up behind you again. “Lay down.”
Again, the demand isn’t for you. Spinner looks as confused as he is annoyed by the sudden interruption, but he doesn’t fight it. Reluctantly, he pulls you off him and scoots back to lay down fully.
“Why?” He grits, not trying to cover himself anymore as he props himself up on his elbows and glances between you two. “I was just about to-.”
Spinner cuts himself off again with a choked little gasp, watching as Tomura grabs your hair and yanks your head so you’re looking up at him. Red eyes rake over your sloppy face, somehow both disgruntled and satisfied.
“Little slut, gettin’ off on this…” He growls, jostling your mouth open before spitting down into it.
You swallow his spit gratefully, looking up at your boyfriend with unadulterated need. He’s sneers back down at you for a moment before using his grip on your hair to pull you up and throw you onto the bed too. Biting your lip in excitement, you get on your hands and knees between Spinner’s legs, already having an idea what Tomura wants.
Spinner, on the other hand, is shocked. He wasn’t expecting things to go like this- his eyes wide and his cock still twitching as Tomura gets on the bed behind you. He’s glances down at your face and feels his tip leak, eyes roving over the way you eye his cock like you can’t wait to have it back down your throat.
“Get back to work.” Tomura orders while pulling your pants down over your ass. “And don’t you dare cum until he does.”
You follow your orders obediently, as per usual, immediately diving back down to swallow Spinner’s cock again. Spinner groans loudly, grabbing your hair without hesitation and holding tight as you start sucking him again. The new position has you opening up for Tomura behind you, who grins at the sight of your soaking pussy.
“Dirty girl…” Tomura mocks, undoing his own belt and pulling his cock out. “So excited to have your holes stuffed, aren’t you?”
You nod around Spinner’s cock, sucking lewdly at his tip and watching your drool pour down his shaft in rivulets. Chuckling, Tomura gives himself a pump or two before slamming into you without warning.
The loud moan you let out around Spinner has him gasping and bucking up into your mouth, making you gag and press back against Tomura. There’s a pause for a second that seems longer than it is where Spinner and Tomura make eye contact, silently communicating over your prone.
Then, like machines, they both pull all the way out and slam back in at the same time, making your brain short circuit. Tomura snickers and Spinner grins shakily, both of them agreeing on exactly how this will go.
Moments later, you’re being absolutely devastated between the two of them. Tomura rams into you from behind, firm and deep just the way you like it, railing into your cervix over and over and over, dragging moans from your stretched lips as you gush over him. Spinner keeps up largely the same rough rhythm, rolling his hips up and holding your head in place as he fucks deep into your throat, his head thrown back as he finally succumbs to using you to your full potential.
Your body is engulfed with pleasure, your whole being utterly alight with tingles and zings of pleasure. Spinner spills down your throat steadily, obviously holding back his own orgasm just to withhold yours. He’s still nicer than Tomura, though, his grip on your hair barely enough to hurt. Since he’s more comfortable with you, however, Tomura is being meaner than usual. Maybe he’s a bit more jealous than he thought he would be, or maybe this is just getting him more turned on than he expected, but he’s ramming into you like he’s trying to prove a point.
Your moans and whimpers and whines are dulled by the cock in your throat, coming out choked and muffled and higher-pitched. Hands shaking where they cling to Spinner’s pants, tears pouring down your cheeks and mixing with drool, you still put your all into sucking Spinner off and pushing back onto Tomura’s cock. It would be humiliating if you weren’t feeling so damn good.
“H-hah- That’s it-.” Tomura grunts, chuckling meanly as he gives your ass a sharp smack. “Wanna cum s-so bad, don’t you?”
You nod desperately, whining shakily as Spinner rams into your throat again. Tomura groans at the way you squeeze him, delivering a harsh thrust to your cervix. It’s maddening, the way they work in tandem with each other. But, well, they are close friends…
“Ngh!- F-fuck-.” Spinner groans, throbbing heavily in your mouth like he did before. “‘M g-gonna- ah!- Oh my god- fuck!”
Blinking your eyes as clear as you can, you look up to see Spinner in the throes of pleasure. He looks damn good like this, you have to admit, even with your boyfriend’s cock ramming into you. You lick and suck at him as much as you can while he fucks your throat, as hungry for his orgasm as you are for your own.
“Ah, shit- A-ah!” Spinner moans out before he yanks your head down with a surprising force, shoving every centimeter of his cock down your throat.
You choke, nearly convulsing as you try your best to swallow the buckets of cum he starts pumping down your throat. Tomura, to his credit, slows down to let you steady yourself, one of his hands rubbing up your spine.
Spinner cums so much it seeps from your mouth, slipping out in sloppy drips around his cock and making his head spin even more. Only when Spinner collapses back onto the mattress does he let go of your hair and let you pull off. You do, coughing and heaving and whimpering as you catch your breath.
Tomura gathers your hair back from your face gently…although he grips it tightly. “Alright…you wanna cum now for being so good?”
You nod, your eyes bleary and your head spinning with lightheaded lust, swallowing thickly as he gives your hair a firm tug.
Tomura snickers lightly as he pulls out and resumes his rough pace, drawing clear moans from your lips now. Your eyes roll back in bliss as he reach around with his free hand to rub your clit, getting you off just the way you like.
Spinner watches in a daze, his eyes half-lidded with satisfaction as he heaves and sinks into the mattress. But your loud moans ring through his mind, his pupils locked on the way your expression contorts with pleasure, your body arching with pleasure, his own cum still dripping from your lips. It’s like his own live-action porn, right in front of him.
“C’mon, baby, cum f-for me-.” Tomura growls, slamming into you with the full intention of making you cum.
And oh do you cum. It hits you hard, your whole body shaking and arching, your eyes rolling back, a broken whine spilling from your lips as you cream around Tomura’s cock. He groans at the way you clamp down on him, squeezing and constricting to coax the cum out of his cock.
“G-good girl- good girl- fuuuck!” Tomura groans, his hips giving a few more harsh jerks before he’s spilling his own load inside you.
You mewl weakly, collapsing onto the mattress as you take Tomura’s cum, letting it settle deep and warm inside you. Tomura moans lowly, grinding it as deep in you as he can until he runs dry.
In the end, you’re all panting and heaving and shaking.
Tomura looks as satisfied as usual, pulling out gently and already working on rubbing your hips.
You look like a complete mess, mind gone and body weak as you slump down into the mattress.
Spinner looks like his entire universe has been expanded, like this whole thing genuinely changed his life…and it probably did.
Looking down at your wrecked form, he swallows heavily. “…C-can I try-.”
“Don’t push it.” Tomura growls with a sharp glare, tugging you closer with a jealousy you’ll definitely tease him for later.
