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Bakugou and Kirishima love when Bakugou talks dirty to his boyfriend about how every other guy in the class could fuck him and he'd love it. One day, Bakugou organises it.

+++Shoji. Dude is manly as fuck and Kirishima knows it.
+++Seeing Deku fuck Kirishima makes Bakugou feel things he doesn't want to feel.

ummm....SECONDED. PLEASE.

thirded to the extreme. pound that hard boy

YES PLEASE

especially watching deku fuck him and hating how much he's into it

~

Bottoming, to Kirishima, meant being soft.

It meant being open and pliable, and that he, of all people, loved it so much was kind of weird. But then again, maybe it did make sense. It was just so different to what he was used to be in warrior- mode.

Getting pummled by Bakugou in their bedroom, feeling the hot, rigid cock getting shoved in and in and in until he saw stars and heared the angles sing, that was how peace felt like. That was freedom and free time and fun, and just so, so different.

He was allowed, enthusiastically so, to melt around Bakugou´s perfect manlyness and that was the most amazing feeling in the world.

And while that alone would´ve been divine as it was, there was this little extra thing they enjoyed...

„Look at you, taking it like a champ“,

Bakugou growled while pressing his thumb in a butt cheek to get a better view of his cock disappearing. Kirishima could just gargle on all the salvia pooling on his tongue. His arms gave out. He always went weak when he felt him slide in like this and heard him say those hot, hot words.

With a mean thrust of hips, Bakugou bottomed out, drawing a small gasp out of him, a curling of toes.

„Yeah“, Bakugou whispered, „Like you were born to take cock. So amazing... bet yours has to be the tightest, hottest hole in the whole damn school.“

His hips made a sharp slap against the other´s ass when he shoved them forward. Kirishima moaned.

„You´re so amazing, all soft and silky and … clenching up like this when I´m reaching down to fondle your balls...“

„You kind of burnt off my pubes that one time because your hands were too sweaty“, Kirishima protested, voice muffled from the pillow, „That clenching up is on instinct!“

„I love it“, Bakugou huffed, setting a steady pace,

„Makes me feel like I could cum any second, slicking your ass full of jizz.“

Kirishima moaned louder: „Oh fuck, yeah!“

„But that´d be such a waste, right? You´d not be satisfied? You love getting stuffed full of cock and spunk for hours, don´t you?“

„God... yeah...! I love it!“, Kirishima clutched the sheets, „Fuck me, Bakugou!“

„And you´re so damn fine at it... wiggling your hot ass against me and being such a good pet, swallowing it all...“

„Fuck-... yeah, please!“

„Bet you´re craving more than I could ever fuck you... You´d fucking drain me until you´re all soft and open and leaking and still be hungry for more when I´ve already shot my balls empty...“

Kirishima´s moan transformed halfway into a snort and giggle because that was kinda hot and hillarious at the same time. The mere fact that the mighty Bakugou was admitting to feeling intimidated by his ever-hungry powerbottom cravings- that was gold. Or maybe it was just a little stab at the fact that they had to take turns at it because they both apprecciated getting fucked very much and Bakugou had been mostly on top those last few weeks...

„Are you fucking LAUGHING at me?!“

And here was the violent slap across his asscheeks that just make him gasp and twitch and tense up and feel incredibly more horny and giddy at the same time:

„N- no!“, he wheezed, „I´d never-... haha- I promise!“

„Yous smug fucker...!“

Bakugou´s snap of hips intensified, making it incredibly hard to talk or breath or even think, there was a telltale faint smell of caramel and smoke and Kirishima really tried to be good and submissive but the little bratty part of his brain had him push backwards, against him, spurring him on until Bakugou caught hold of his wrist to pin it to his lower back and then really go to town-...

Kirishima made a long, drawn out sound, and fuck, it wasn´t manyl at all, but that was fine, they both couldn´t care less right now.

„You´re laughing“, Bakugou snarled between thrusts and huffs, „But I´ll just have every other guy in class stand in line right behind me, dicks out, ready to fuck you and flood you with their cum-... and you´ll fucking love feeling all of their different dicks inside of your asshole, one right after the other and I´ll just stand close by, petting your hair, watching you getting fucked and filled and loving it until YOU´RE completely spent and tapping out, whimpering for mercy, how ´bout that?“

„Oh god..!“

„Arch your fucking back more, gimme that prostate damnit!“

„Aahh, fuck!“

„How do we say?“

„Please- pleaseplease, god, Bakugou, ´m cummiii~...“

… Well.

He jizzed all over the covers like crazy, couldn´t stop it at all. Bakugou made a show of being pissed about it when they both knew he really wasn´t, gave him a good spanking to reinforce his toppyness and „punish“ him for being a greedy bitch, and they snuggled up after that, both spent and content and mellow, in the need for some comfort and Netflix.

However.

Something was slightly off. It was not something really troubeling, just a little bit of vague tension. Something left unsaid.

Eventually, Bakugou, eyes still glued to the screen, said as casually as possible:

„You came pretty hard to some kind of fucked up fantasy there.“

„Hahaha-... uhm. Yeahhh“, Kirishima tried to laugh it off.

Awkwardness.

They both had their fair share of kinks and some of them had been negotiated before, but. But, well. That didn´t mean it was easy.

„Didn´t know you had such a... thing for public gang bangs. I mean, I knew you´re a slut...“
Kirishima flicked at Bakugou´s nose just to see that damn smug grin disappear and him wrinkle his face, bright shark smile all over his own. It was even worth the instinktive, harsh grab at his face.

„Takes one to know one~“, he teased.

But Bakugou didn´t take the bait.
He loosened his grip without causing any explosions and just stared straight on at the movie.

„Well... it was kind of hot.“, Kirishima admitted after a while, cheeks red, „You know. In the moment- okay, it was VERY hot. Super hot. Made me cum SO hard all of a sudden, I couldn´t stop it at all.“

„But...?“

„But-... it could just be one of this „in the heat of the moment“- hots and not a „yolo, let´s do this for real!“- hots. I mean. Is Iida even gay? Isn´t Tokoyami asexual? Let´s get any available guy in the class to f-fuck me-... I- I mean it sounds amazing and sure, I´d probably try it given the chance, but-... I- I´m okay with it being just a hot fantasy we use during dirty talk?“

„Like that one with me being a sex worker...?“

Kirishima snorted.

„Yeah, only that we both know pretending that you´re some helpless boy getting trained to be a professional whore REALLY gets you going SO HARD-...“

Bakugou reached out to pinch his lips together with his thumb and forefinger:

„Silence. We´ll get back to that when it´s my turn again. It´s yours now..“

That made Kirishima shut up and sink back.
He kept pandering about it the whole rest of the evening, way into the night. And at some point, the next day at the accademy, he grabbed Bakugou´s sleeve from behind, tugged at it lightly and whispered into his ear so that noone else could hear it:

„Can we find out if SOMEONE would really be up to that?“

~

~

Bakugou decided to ask Todoroki.

That meant-... he decided he´d try if he actually dared to ask him. Todoroki was kind of his part time- dom and playpartner and they´d done some pretty intense scenes together so there was some sort of closeness. Although they both had a nonverbal agreement to keep that as casual as possible in public.

Todoroki KNEW Kirishima. Kirishima knew Todoroki. And Bakugou knew they could trust him. He was a good top. He was patient and understanding and had self control and he listened. He was also very non- judgemental. And he dealt a wicked hand with any hitting implements which Bakugou had a love- hate relationship with, but that aside.

He could try and ask Todoroki... probably.

And Todoroki, of course, could try and ask Deku because they had kind of a romantic fling going on, and Deku CERTAINLY could ask Pikachu. Well. Bakugou felt almost confident enough to ask him himself. If Kaminari could pass of as something, it was non-threatening. And maybe it kind of went from there. They could make a group chat about it. Or could they? It´d probably be better if Iida didn´t find out.

~

„So ... we´re really all going to fuck Kirishima?“

„Is that okay? I mean, he´s not being coerced into something, right?“

The chatter swelled and Bakugou whished he could be less nervous about that whole thing. It really wasn´t about him, after all. It was about Kirishima, and HE was supposed to be the nervous one, yet here he was with a wicked mood, a quivering in his loins and shaky fingers and it pissed him off.

It almost felt as if he´d be the one bottoming for all of them. Well. That thought had to go until way, WAY later maybe...

„SHUT UP, FUCKERS!“, he yelled, and there was instant silence.

„Allright... I´ll tell you how we´ll do it. I´ll go in first. Then, when we´re ready, I´ll call you. The order is as followes: Todoroki, Deku, Kaminari, Shoji, Mina, Tokoyami... and that´s it for now. His safeword is „pineapple“. If he needs you to slow down or back off, he´ll tap out. I´ll stay close to his head to watch him. If you ignore his cock at first and focuse on just the ass- fucking, he might not come until three persons in, but from that on he might be having prostate orgasms and he tends to get overwhelmed from them pretty quickly... So when he taps out from that, we´ll need to slow it down and bring him back to normal. Safely. Allright? So, no more penetrative fucking, no more touching his dick. The rest just has to deal with themselves. Clear?“

„Are there any things we should watch out for?“, Todoroki raised his hand.

Bakugou thought about it.
„No choking“, he decided. „You can grab him by the throat, but don´t do any actual breath play. And when I tell you to stop with anything, you stop. Clear?“

„Allright.“

„Hey, Bakugou?“

He turned around. Deku gave him a charming smile that just seemed a little misplaced in the situation. His stomach churned in the weirdest ways and he felt hot all over, for a milisecond doubting his choices...

„I just wanted to say-... it´s so sweet of you, trying to give him a chance to fulfill his fantasy... and turning to us for support, that just means a lot, you know?“

„Tch. Don´t get your hopes up, Deku. You better fucking treat him right!“

~

~

„A-... are we going to do it?“,

Kirishima looked up at Bakugou with huge eyes, while the other one was buisy closing the handcuffs.

„Just relax“, he said softly. „I´m going to prep you and then-... let´s just say I´ve made some arrangements.“

„Oh god-... it freaks me out if you´re being so nice!“, Kirishima whined.
Bakugou frowned and instantly slapped the side of his head:
„Shut UP you imbecile. I´m always nice.“

Kirishima snorted a nervous giggle.
He let Bakugou adjust the blindfold, felt him being unusually tender, his fingers trembling slightly. How could anyone NOT freak out if BAKUGOU was being nervous as well?

„Hey, Bakugou“, he said, when all he could see was black, his wrists were in cool and smooth metal rings and the other one started to tie some rope around his ankles. For some reason, the more bound he was, the more it feld kind of reassuring and he could just concentrate on breathing and trying to relax, „Can you tell me who you actually got? Is it T-... Todoroki?“

„Shhh.“, Bakugou smoothed his hand over the bare, muscular unterbelly, „You´re gonna know when it´s time.“

„H-... he´s not going to be mean, right?“, Kirishima wiggled in worry, „I can´t take that like you can, he really fucking scares me when he´s going full sadist-...!“

Bakugou bowed down go press a soft kiss to Kirishima´s outer thigh, making him fall quiet due to the sheer surprise.

„He´s not going to be mean. He knows you´re not me. Now, calm down. Don´t you trust me?“

„Haha... you just admitted you got Todoroki! I knew it! Aw, shit!“

„Don´t you trust me.“

Bakugou´s hands at both sides of his hips felt soft and gentle. It was so unusual that it was kind of scary and yet-...

„... you know I do.“, Kirishima sighed, calmer,
„Hey. Can you move the blindfold real quick? I want to look at your eyes.“

Without a comment, Bakugou did.
They gazed at each other.

„Is that... really, really okay for you?“, Kirishima whispered, all earnest.
Bakugou nodded slightly.

„Yeah, I... it´s kind of hot. But... is it really okay for you, too?“, he returned the question, „It´d be fine if it wasn´t- If anything makes you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. We´ll stop. You know that, right?“

„Thanks... yeah. Yeah, I know. I trust you. And I guess I trust Todoroki, too. He´s really good at sensation play, right?“

Bakugou´s mouth twitched into a quick smile.
„Oh, he is.“

„I LOVE sensation play!“
„Heh. I know.“

„I want to try that! You said it before, I´m kind of … a greedy slut?“

„Tch... you´re just really... appreciative of all different kinds of people. Which is … nice. And some people really want to make you feel amazing, you know?“

„S-... some people? You mean there´s another? F- Fuck!“

„Hush now. Let´s get you hot and ready.“

With that, Kirishima´s vision went black again and the next second, Bakugou was kissing him. Fiercly.

~

There was something about Bakugou as a top. It didn´t mean Kirishima didn´t love him as a bottom- he very much did! But Bakugou as a top had all this fierce determination. Everything he did was so packed full with power.

When he kissed, he didn´t just kiss - he wrestled you into submission by using just his tongue.

And boy, he could do that!
You could try and fight, but damn: he was stronger, he was fiercer and he was one hell of determined.

Bakugou as a top was really fucking hot.

Kirishima clenched around him fingering his hole. Knowing what was to come made him shudder all over.

„Oh god, oh please“, he whined, „Bakugouuu~...!“

Writhing inside his binds was amazing. He´d felt a bit reluctant about bondage when they´d first started out, but there was something about it that made the whole thing just so much more intense. He could move his legs up and down, he could kick out a bit, but feeling the resistance of the rope pulling at his ankles, making him unable to close his legs enough to stop anyone from reaching his ass and groin, that was... it was maddening. In a hot way.

„Look at you, leaking all over yourself already“, Bakugou rasped while his fingers moved in and out, reaching deep, stretching outwards, working him open.

„D-don´t make fun of me“, Kirishima whimpered, „My ass feels really exposed, oh my god...! Did you have to prop it up like that? And tie me to the goddamned table? We eat from that thing!“

„I eat your fucking cock and ass too, where´s the problem? And who lifted his ass for me to stuff all that cushions under? Admid it, you slut. You´re dieing to have them all fondle you... finger you, fuck you... do whatever they want while your ass is propped up like this. On display. And you´re unable to do anything to stop them...“

„Ohhh god...! Who is „them“, Bakugou? Can´t you just tell me?“

„And spoil the surprise? Maybe I´ll make you keep on the blindfold, so you can guess by the taste and the feel of their cocks... or their movements when they´re fucking your brains out...“

„Ahh~...! D-don´t tease me like that!“

„It´s cute how you´re stuttering when you´re embarassed... you cockslut, look at that ass swallowing up my fingers... you´re ready for another one, aren´t you?“

„Ah!“

„Heh. Yeah, just try struggeling, that won´t help you. Let´s slick you up nice and good, all the way up inside, so they´ll be able to just slide it home in one go.“

„Gahh!“

„Look how hard your pitiful, neglected cock is right here. Twitching and weeping and getting his hopes up all over your belly...“

„B-... Bakugou, please touch me and let me cum once...? I-... I´ll be more relaxed and-...“

„D´uh, and make you instantly loose all the hornyness? Not happening. Think I did all that with getting you hot and bothered, just to waste it with diddling your little weeny?“

Kirishima, despite being half out of his mind with desperation, snorted:
„You said „weeny“...!“

„Shut up now.“

Bakugou hooked two fingers in. Kirishima could feel them press down. Then there was something hot and wet and- he cried out in surprise. Was that actually Bakugou´s tongue licking his stretched and lubed up asshole while fingering him?

„Wh-what are you doing?!“

„Look at that, being all pink and shiny and innocent... it´s not gonna look like that when we´re done tonight...“

Bakugou uttered a cuss. He slipped out. Kirishima lifted his head as if he could see better that way, which of course wasn´t the case.

„H-.. hey Bakugou?“

And, with a groan, Bakugou slid his hot, rigid member inside, pushing through the still tight ring of muscles, breaching soft, fluttering walls, instantly fucking himself deep inside, fingers twitching, cock spurting, breathing incredibly hard-...

… pulling out.

„Bakugou?!“

Kirishima felt his hole clench without anything in to fill and satisfy it. He wanted more. He wanted cock, fingers, something and he wanted it now, but something was not right-...

„Bakugou!“

„Shit...“

„Did you-... did you cum?!“

„... Shut up man. I was too fucking excited. Doesn´t matter... HEY, GUYS! IT´S YOUR TURN!“

With that, he slipped Kirishima´s blindfold off.

And with wide eyes, throbbing member and butthole, slicked up cheeks, spread legs, lying on his back on the padded table, Kirishima watched not one, not two but SIX different people enter the room.

He felt an excited tingle crawl up his spine.

„Oh Fuck...!“, he breathed.

~

~

„Hi Kirishima!“
Midoriya chirped, waving his hand a little.

„Uhh...“, Kirishima blinked, „H-... Hey...“

„My turn first“, Todoroki stepped forwards, and Kirishima instinctively pulled his knees all the way up to his chest:

„W-w-wait! Oh god, oh fuck – H- hey Todoroki, how´re you doing? Your hair´s looking fabulous, what kind of shampoo do you-... oowaaah!“

Todoroki took one of the bare feet in front of him, sliding the ridge of his thumb nail across the sole, causing Kirishima to twitch and buck and cry out.

„OW! Oh god, please don´t hurt me! Please don´t hurt my feet! Mercy! Mercy!!“

„Easy now...“
Todoroki chuckled.
It was barely recognizable in his calm demeanor, but the look in his eyes went softer. Almost apologetically he rubbed his soft thumb over the line where he´d just dug his nail in, before letting his hands slide up the thighs and resting them right next to Kirishima´s throbbing groin.

„You don´t want me to hurt you?“, he reached up with one hand to undo the first button of his shirt, holding intense eye contact.

„Uhh... nn-... um... uhh...“

Kirishima fell silent, mesmerized from watching him open the buttons at his sleeves, too. Rolling his sleeves up. Exposing slender, strong hands and lean, muscular underarms.

Damn, he looked nice.
And damn, even if he was a bit more on the pretty side appearance- wise, his whole demeanor was very manly up close.
Yet, still...

„I´m... just fucking scared of you, Todoroki“, Kirishima admitted with a broken whisper, „I´m a cuddly bottom... a baby bottom, basically! Please don´t do scary things to me, because I know you can!“

Todoroki furrowed a brow:
„Wouldn´t you just use your quirk if I actually tried hurting you?“

„Uhhhh... well. Yes, probably, but you see, it´s-... uhhh... using my quirk during sex is something I REALLY try to avoid...“

„Is it?“

„Yeah, it´s like-... hardening my skin when I´m bottoming feels like I´m kind of wussing out.“

„Does it, now?“

„Yes! It feels ... really uncool, like I´m being super unmanly when I´m not able to take it without-... you know, and you´re the first one, so please don´t make me embarass myself...?“

Todoroki chuckled, this time more distinct.
„You´re going to be just fine. I promise.“
„T... thanks.“

Fingertips swarmed to his underbelly and inner thighs and Kirishima clenched his eyes shut. He needed all his willpower to hold his quirk at bay and not let his skin harden up due to sheer nerves. In the result, he was extremely aware of the vulnerability of his skin. It felt a lot like submitting - which was kind of scary- but also kind of awesome. He realized that the other one was using very gentle movements.

And finally, he took a deep breath.

When he felt someone´s hands on his face he looked up to see Bakugou standing right behind him, holding his chin in a loose grip and toying with the chain of his handcuffs. He saw him watch intensely, lick his lower lip a little, and-... man, that was hot.

He didn´t really consider the fact that Bakugou loved to sub for Todoroki...

„Are you okay with me touching you?“, came the question, „Like this?“ He directed his gaze down his belly again, between spread legs and into odd colored eyes. Something warm and fabricky pressed into his butt and groin- Todoroki´d stepped up to let him feel what was coming.

„Uh... uhm...“

Damn, that gaze was intense. Another thing that he loved about bottoming: having such hungry stares directed right at him. It made him feel hyper aware of his body, in a way that it was being ... wanted- that it was okay-... no, not only okay: desirable.
Exactly right just the way it was.

„Y-... yeah“, Kirishima breathed, „Yeah, it´s fine. I like getting petted-... I mean-...“

„Shh. Take a deep breath. Let me just know how you´re doing every now and then.“
„Okay, yeah.“

Kirishima let his head sink back to look up at Bakugou. He´d just tucked his dick away earlier and still smelled like sex... the fingers he was absentmindedly stroking his face with smelled like sex. Kirishima tried reaching out with his own hands. Chains jingled. He caught Bakugou´s warm shirt to lift it up a bit and was able to touch hot, smooth skin with steely muscles underneath.

Bakugou made a sound. It was a small hum of approval and he rubbed his thumb over Kirishima´s lips. He quickly opened his mouth to invite it in and there it was: Bakugou´s salty, strong thumb pressing down on his tongue. He sucked hungrily.
His eyes slid close.

Long, nimble fingers drew patterns up to his chest, slid into his armpits and down again. Thumbs got caught lightly on his nipples, circling them and then sliding down over his abs.

Kirishima sighed with content. He felt his knees sink outwards as his muscles let go of some tension. The ghosting fingers exploring his body felt extremely considerate, appreciative even.

He felt his breathing deepen, his body relax, his quirk settling down and he almost sobbed from the sheer gratefulness and relief.

All of a sudden, he had a clue about why Bakugou liked doing intense stuff with Todoroki:
He made it easy to trust him.

Kirishima hadn´t seen himself as one who was interested in doing much of D/s- play, he always thought he´d be too awkward to make it work. But now it almost seemed natural. It was this feeling of calm control all around you that you could just put your trust in...

„Mmhh“, he sighed around Bakugou´s thumb, to make sure he was voicing his approval.

The hands on his body explored with more pressure now, which was nice. They still avoided the best parts, and he started wiggeling, lifting his hips to make it clear he was very okay now with the whole thing getting a little more daring.

And all of a sudden, there was something icy cold on his nipple. He twitched.

"Ngh-...?"
He tried shaking his mouth free of Bakugou´s thumb, who was suddenly pressing inside with more intensity and when he finally let go and Kirishima looked up at him, he saw intense, hungry eyes again-... and a trail of pure ice was being drawn down his body.

He yelped, blinking down, and saw nothing but Todoroki´s faintly glowing finger.
That quirk directly on skin felt like an actual icecube.

„Look at how nicely your nipples are perking up“, Bakugou murmured above him.
Todoroki took time to circle each one with a freezing thumb and forefinger, and Kirishima, shivering beneath it, watched them grow red and erect. His breathing quickened. Bakugou´s warm belly pressed against his head and he could feel it vibrating whenever the other one used his voice.

Mesmerized, he instinctively opened his mouth as Todoroki reached out to touch his face. Accepting a frosty finger between his lips felt like licking a popsicle. Behind him, Bakugou shifted. Kirishima was almost in the mood to tease him for it obviously affecting him too, but a sudden sensation like pure molten wax made him gasp and his mind snap back to what was happening.

„Ah!“

„How´s that?“, Todoroki asked, voice smooth and seemingly unaffected, tapping fingertips of his other hands lightly along his chest. It felt like drops of a burning candle. „You like it?“

Kirishima gulped hard.

„Yes, Sir.“, he breathed, his voice tiny. He felt his body arch up when something like a whitehot vice was clenched around one poor, puffed up nipple and one, two, tree icycles touched his butt, slithering around his hole before one of them was slipping straight in.

He arched off the table and came down with a gasp, Todoroki´s one hand pressed down on a nipple, wile the other was making the rest of him writhe on a spear of ice up his asshole. He trashed, instincts prompting him to get away, only to realize he was stuck in between two equally agonizing sensations in a confused state of shock and delight that quickly overtook his instincts and left him yearning for more when it suddenly stopped.

„Aaahhhh, FUCK!“, he whimpered.

„Good boy...“, Todoroki cooed, all gentle again.

„Very manly“, Bakugou agreed, hornyness thick in his voice, while he combed some of his spiky red hair back from his forehead and out of his face, „Do you want him to stop?“

„N-... n... nnnooo...?“

Kirishima gasped, arching up when the sensations changed and there was shredded ice clamping down on his nipple while a rod of what seemed like hot wax got slipped deep inside of his asshole, heating him up from inside.

„Ugh-..!“

„That doesn´t seem so bad now, huh.“, Todoroki just stated as if he did not just stuck fingers all the way up someone´s bum. Kirishima writhed, panted, wide eyed.

„P-... please, could you-... I want-...“

„You need this one filled, don´t you?“, Todoroki slid two of his fingers in, scissoring them easily, holding straight eye contact.

„Y-... y-... yes“, Kirishima gulped, intimidated: „Please, Sir...?“

„I want you to say it for me.“

„S-... say what, Sir?“

„Don´t play coy now, you´ve heard me.“

„P-... please Sir, fill my... my...“

Todoroki slipped his fingers out to unbuckle.
Stunned, Kirishima lifted his head to oogle the nice and firm cock that sprung to life. He felt his mouth water, his insides tingle, his feet shuffle back.

Mesmerized and with a pounding heart he watched the other put on a condom, lube up and then press his cock right against his buttcheeks to slide up against him while holding eye contact.

„I need you to say it.“, he demanded again.

Kirishima´s mouth went dry. Suddenly, he was too aware of all those people in the room, all those eyes on him, eager to watch him getting messed up.

„I-... I want you t-... to stick your c- cock i-inside my hole, please Sir...!“

„Good boy... and why would you want that?“

God, he could feel him push up and against his opening, could feel it giving way around the spongy head, getting stretched in this delicious, almost-too-wide way that always stung a little at first-... and then rock back and forth just a tiny bit to torture him.

„Aaahh!“, Kirishima ripped at Bakugou´s shirt because he needed to hold on to something.

„I-... I need it, Sir! Please, put it in deeper!“

„Oh, deeper, yes? Like this?“

„Yes! Oh god, please yes like this! Please put it in all the way, I need it, I want it, I want your cock deep, Sir!“

„Do you want me move it, too? Want me to fuck you with it?“

Kirishima could feel his body starting to quake from the rapidly changing sensations: scorching hot, icy cold, deep, full, sliding fingers, tugging ropes around his ankles, the press of a thumb just beneath the root of his painfully neglected cock...

„God, yes!“, he wailed, „Please fuck me! Please fuck me! Yes! Yes!“, he gasped at the delicious thrusts that shook his whole body while he could feel himself go so deliciously soft and pliant around it at the same time, „Please, deeper! Ohhh, please touch my cock! Please mess up my insides, Sir!“

Todoroki thrusted in one, two, three more times, pulled out and moaned a little and Kirishima felt something wet and hot dripping over his stomach.

„Yesss“, he heard Bakugou hiss behind him and now he could feel how he was hard again- the erection pushing against his cheek from underneath the throusers, the musky smell of sex and semen hanging heavy in the air. Bakugou absendmindedly rubbed his dick against him, and that didn´t really help with the situation.

„No, wait! Please let me cum!“, Kirishima whined, lifting his hips in the air, „No, please Sir, I just need a little more-... just a little bit more, please!“

„NEXT!“, Bakugou demanded, before he reached down to scoop some of the jizz from Kirishima´s belly and fed it to him.

„Eat it“, he growled, „Eat that cum and say thank you, you hungry cockslut. The next one´s waiting to use your hole already.“

„Thmnk ymmmh“, Kirishima managed to say around Bakugou´s fingers, opening up wide when he slipped them out to scoop up more and rub it all over his face. His whole body tingled. He could feel his heart in his throat.

Goddamnit, this had only just begun and it was already the wildest shit he´d done since, forever.

~

~

Deku just stripped out of his shirt- a little awkwardly because he got tangled up in it somehow and took longer than he should have- to reveal a bulky body with rock hard muscles and a pattern of fine scar tissue covering it.

He breathed hard, face red, fumbled his zipper open to reveal an impressively thick and large cock that already glistened with wetness at the tip and made Kirishima swallow hard at the view-...

And without further ado, he awkwardly lined himself up and pressed in.

Kirishima threw his head back and bit his lower lip. It seemed too much at first, but being stretched from two other people fucking him beforehand, it went in after a bit of a struggle ... all the way.

Without any more comments- without any word in fact, Deku straight went to business and started the fucking. Kirishima´s eyes rolled back. His thights went slack, falling outwards, presenting his body to get mounted. And mounted it got.

Deku got a strange, feverish look in his eyes, he reached up with sweaty hands to wrap them around Kirishima´s neck, gently stroking his adam´s apple with his thumb and then fucking into him with a force like there was no tomorrow.

The whole table shook and croaked concerningly. It was almost feral, like watching a force of nature go wild. Kirishima gargled once, then gave out a strange, inhuman mix between a whine and a howl: thighs quivering, body shaking, muscles convulsing. Legs moved, he tried to clench around the other´s back to hold him in deep and steady, but couldn´t because of the binds and the fucking just went on full force, completely undisturbed. The twitching calmed down to a shiver, then to complete bonelessness for some seconds, and Deku was still not done fucking. His large, shiny beast of a cock pistoned in and out and rocked the other man like a ragdoll.

Kirishima started panting again, started mewling and writhing and made helpless, agonized moans until his body shook from violent muscle spasms and twitches again, his untouched cock drooling a large trail of cum and precum.

„N-... nommore“, he slurred, „Hold on, gotta-...“

Deku picked up his pace, deaf to suggestions. He started grunting, he reajusted his grip to grab hold of Kirishima´s hips and use that leverage to fuck into him with a vengeance, completely ignoring the shaky legs at his sides and the strange, high pitched sounds the other was making.

Kirishima´s body shook again like he was having a seizure. „Nah!“, he wailed, „Nononono, can´t hold it in, gotta-... gaaahh!“ His cock jumped up to spurt out a seemingly endless stream of cum followed by a clear liquid that wasn´t stopping anytime soon and just kept on flowing. A warm, distinct smell hit the air, Kirishima tried to hide his red face in his arms, tried to hide the instant hiccup and tears, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but all that came out was a strangly feral wail and a river of drool. And then, Deku started cumming.

He grunted and groaned in the most obscene way, pressed his fat cock inside the quivering body, then slowly pulled out to reveal a stream of hot, sticky cum that leaked out of Kirishima´s gaping asshole. He directed his still hard cock up and jacked it a few times more to make it spurt impossibly much again. Fat splotches of cum landed on Kirishima´s body, making even more of a mess out of him.

Deku stepped back, a little surprised looking and then turned to his boyfriend who quietly handed him a tissue.

And then, to everyone´s complete bafflement, with a shocked, confused and possibly a little angry groan, Bakugou came completely untouched in his pants.

Noone felt the need to point it out. He commented it with a quiet, mortified cuss.

~

~

Kirishima was fucked out.

Two people in- three if you counted the prepping- and he´d already gotten his brains fucked right out. Deku´s unexpected stud - skills had fucked him silly in the most literal sense.

His eyes were crossed, his mouth gaped open and although he didn´t seem fully conscious his whole body was shivering and he was making small, whimpering sounds while he was writing around in a puddle of cum, lube, drool... and another liquid. He´d actually lost control over his own body and it´s functions so thoroughly that he´d pissed himself at some point during his third prostate-triggered orgasm.

„Do you want us to change the covers?“, Todoroki asked Bakugou quietly, leaning close to his ear.

The other one just stared at him wide eyed, unable to form coherent speech yet.

„It´s... uh, it´s actually not that unusual-... you see, the prostate is right next to the bladder, and when too violently stimulated, it, uhm... things happen. It´s not a big deal, maybe we can push some covers and clean sheets under him and you just throw the whole thing in the washing mashine after?“

Bakugou blinked. Then he swallowed.

„... right“, he croaked, „You really think he can still-...?“

„He´s not safeworded yet, correct?“, Todoroki said, „Let´s check in with him once he´s a little more coherent. Move his joints, get him something to rehydrate, clean up the worst mess, check his binds and make sure he´s still safe and well. But if he is, well“, he shrugged,

„He WANTED to get fucked silly by multiple different people, right?“

Bakugou swallowed again.

„Y-.. yeah“, he croaked, „You´re right. Let´s keep going.“

~

It wasn´t that Bakugou didn´t do aftercare.

It wasn´t that he didn´t do affection at all.

It was just-... well.

For him, being affectionate and giving aftercare- recieving aftercare- was something profoundly intimate, something so very personal that in his opinion it shouldn´t really be done while others were watching.

When he was on the recieving end, he might´ve cared less because there was this sexed - out, after - session, subspace - afterglow that made him feel warm and fuzzy and wonderfully ignorant to anything- or anyone- else. It was a little like being drunk or drugged and since Bakugou didn´t have a history of indulging himself in either one of those things, the mental state that came with subspace and aftercare was his free card to allow himself to be a little out of it and act a little different than usual.

Or to be a lot out of it and act completely different.

In his case, that meant getting unusually cuddly with a physical need to snuggle up and get as much body contact as possible.

Kirishima already did that in everyday life, so he didn´t exactly need more of it. However, he still got significantly more mellow and quiet and hungry for reassurance after sex.

When he, Bakugou, was supposed to give aftercare – or something resembling that; in-the-middle-of-scene-care like right now, where he thought he was expected to act caring and affectionate, that-... that just didn´t feel right when it was that much in public like right now, with so many people watching him. It was even more embarassing than coming in his pants after watching Deku fuck Kirishima like a literal jackhammer. Maybe the others didn´t really notice that, anyway. He´d been kind of hidden behind the table and behind Kirishima´s big spiky hair and the latter one had been pretty damn distracting, as well.

But right now, being expected to care and nurse while he´d originally thought they´d just power through it and do the tender stuff afterwards threw him off his game and he didn´t really know what to do with it.

Todoroki was better at that, the guy didn´t seem to care if he came off as whimpy for pampering anyone- in fact, it didn´t seem whimpy in his case. But when it came to himself? To Bakugou Katsuki? He had a reputation to loose!

He felt extremely self conscious when he grabbed a warm, moist washcloth to rub down some of the mess off his boyfriend, so he did it with an angry blush and a scowl and focused intensely on his face.

Kirishima blinked, he stirred slightly, looked up at him like he wasn´t sure how to remember words. Luckily, Bakugou had some help with rolling him around and getting some of the wet stuff out from underneath him, pushing new covers and dry paddings back.

„We´re not done yet“, Bakugou quietly told him, and Kirishima made the most lewd groan he´d ever heard him making.

It went straight to his groin again.

Kirishima rolled himself on his back, spread his legs wide, presenting his glistening, gaping hole and spent, slimy cock.

„M- more“, he moaned, seemingly out of himself, „I want more.“

„You sure?“, Bakugou asked him, slightly concerned, „That was one hell of a ride just now. You almost passed out.“

„Pleaaase, Bakugouuu!“, he slurred, reaching out to him, fingers finding his waist and stroking him sensually, „It´s like my quirk is fucked out of me right now and it´s soooo amazing...“
He blinked up with water in his eyes, „D´ya now how amazing it is, not having to focus so much on convincing yourself and others that you don´t want the sex to be just about deflecting and fighting back? Not having to worry about your quirk acting up in the middle of it and putting people off, scaring them away?“

Bakugou swallowed hard.

„I get it“, he said quietly, stroking Kirishima´s neck, „I get it.“

„I want that, Bakugou“, he whispered, holding on to his shirt, „Let them turn me aaaall soft... I don´t even care if I pee myself a little, even though that was kind of a shock just now... I want them to do me until there is nothing remotely hard about me anymore... They´re our friends, right? They´ll take care of me? You´ll take good care of me?“

„Well... I should hope so. I guess.“, Bakugou Katsuki cleared his throat, blushing: „I-... Yeah.“

Kirishima smiled, closing his eyes and then opening them again:

„I want them to not ever stop.“, he told him whispering, eyes wide and shining, „Until I´m all squishy.“

Bakugou swallowed.

Then Kirishima broke their intense eye contact just to perk up and lift his head again, as if he remembered something:

„Thank you Deku!“, he called out loud and clear and the instant: „You´re welcome!“ that answered him sounded so happy and bright that it was causing a couple of people to laugh with them.

„I love you, Katsuki.“, Kirishima reached over his head for the hands of his boyfriends to grasp and touch.
When Bakugou turned his eyes back to the crowd, they were pure fire:

„Okay, NEXT!“, he roared, „Don´t let this bitch get too comfortable! Keep it going!“

~

~

„Man, Kirishima, you are so amazing!“,

Kaminari beamed with joy as he stepped between his legs at the table, „Look at you having the time of your life, man! You look like a TREAT and I don´t have it in my heart to NOT salute to the hospitality of you and your amazing boyfriend and have a taste!“

Kirishima laughed.
„Yeah, help yourself, man!“, he encouraged, „I´m a little tied up right now, so it´s self-service, but I hope you enjoy!“

„Damn...“, Kaminari hesistantly started with running his hands over open thights, blinking down at the wide, soiled opening.
„That looked like it hurt though. You sure you can go again?“, he poked at it a little.

„Well, I´m not sure what you´re packing when your´s is fully up, but as long as you start out easy, I´m pretty positive we can make it work... I feel surprisingly okay with it all right now.“

Kaminari nodded. Then grinned.

„How do you feel about E-stim?“

„Uhh... never tried it, as far as I remember?“

„Well... let me know if you hate it, but... that´s something I think is pretty cool. Can I-... uhm, are you okay with me using my, uh, mouth?“

„Just... go easy right now, but - yeah, absolutely!“

„Allright. Here goes.“

Licking his lips, Kaminari focused his eyes on the soiled, spent cock that lay on Kirishima´s ripped underbelly. It seemed very soft. Very vulnerable.

He stuck out his tongue and bent forwards, a little hesistantly, hands grasping both sides of the warm hips in front of him, and then he lapped at the root, gently running it along the lenght, cleaning and sucking any remains of liquid and stickyness off of it.

Kirishima let out a long sigh and Kaminari got a bit more daring: his tongue lapped around the soft, wobbly cock, sucked at his wet balls, carefully poked and wiggled the tip against an overstimulated glans, causing Kirishima´s breath to hitch slightly.

His hands stroked the sides, fingers dipped into soft tissue between ribs and hip bones, and when he carefully wrapped his mouth around the sloppy member, a faint, dry sound of electric crackling hummed through the room, tiny sparks of light danced between Kirishima´s skin and his fingers.

„A-... ah!“, Kirishima gasped softly, lifting his head, „What are you-...?“

Kaminari sucked him in deeper and moaned, before letting go.

„Dude... that´s amazing“, he rasped, eyes dark. „You look so deliciously filthy... wow, that´s... I can stick three fingers right into your hole without feeling much of resistance... Think you can cum again?“

„Uhh... I´m not sure actually“, Kirishima tried looking up at what the other was doing, „I might need some time.“

„Did you know you can force people to cum for as long and as often as you want by using small shocks of electricity aimed directly at their prostate?“

Kirishima looked down and into Kaminari´s shining eyes, mouth working around something that wouldn´t quite turn into sound.

„W-... w-... what do you mean?“, he finally managed.

„I mean …“, Kaminari started to stroke the meaty thights with affection, casually brushing over the low hanging balls and beneath, „You can reach into someone. And shock their prostate. With small spurts of electricity. Over and over, until they eventually start having dry orgasms. You don´t even need their dick to be up or getting touched at all. It´ll just coax all their jizz out of their systems. Until their completely spent ... And if you keep going after that, well...“

Kirishima´s stared at him, wide eyed.

„I´ve always wanted to try doing that to another male...“, Kaminari whispered with a coy smile.

„I mean- ... I know it feels SICK using sounding devices or e-stim-protstate massagers but I can´t exactly, you know, DO myself properly-...“

He waved his hands:

„Can´t turn my wrists enough to reach my own prostate just right, sadly... can´t say I didn´t try.
But, you know: there´s this feeling of absolute loss when you know there´s just nothing left and you want it to stop but you still can´t help cumming, it´s … so humbeling. So completely visceral. It almost hurts, but in a great way. Like having your brain fried because you´re getting it overloaded, just in a sexual way...“

„K-... Kaminari...?“

He winked and gave him a wicked smirk, holding up his hand enticingly:

„I´ll finger you until you tap out or your mind breaks...“, he told him quietly, „Whatever happens quicker. Don´t even try and fight me, man... you know it´s useless. Your legs are bound, you can´t do shit to stop me. And I´m gonna have one hell of fun...!“

„Kaminari?!“

„You´re gonna cum on my fingers. For as many times as I want you to. Until - I´m - satisfied...“

„Ngh!“

„Come on now, don´t be shy, big boy...“, Kaminari patted at Kirishima´s butt playfully, grazing over the sensitive opening lightly while Kirishima tried to put up some resistance and pull away: „I know you secretly want to... you love getting fingered by your sweet boyfriend over there, don´t you?“

„Haaahh....! Y-... yes...?“

Fleshy buttocks tried clenching to keep the intruder out- but Kaminari just chuckled, lightly wiggling his fingertips against the wet, slightly puffed up and tender passage, popping the cap of a lube bottle open with his other hand and pouring a generous amount over the action:

„Here, let me see how you like it... let me find all your sweet spots, hmm?“

„Nh-... Ngh-... nnnnhhh!“, Kirishima panted with an alarmed expression and still tried squirming away as much as the binds would allow him to. He didn´t get very far. Just by touching and wiggling slightly, Kaminari slid two fingers inside easily and twisted them around, feeling deep, getting Kirishima to shudder and gasp and instinctively jerk his hips.

„Shhh, open up.“, Kaminari whispered, comforting, „Yeah, like that... there´s a good boy. Aww, you love how that feels, right?“

„Ngh...!“

„You know, a cock is great and all, but nothing beats some skilled fingers that know exactly what buttons to press for you to unleash your wild side-...“

„Ughhh!“

„Here´s your prostate, babe... yeah, I´ve got it-... uhh, that feels intense, right? That´s goosebumps all over you... Don´t try and clench, baby, I´ve got you, this is all mine now... it´s gonna sting a bit, breath with me...“

The faint crackling, the buzzing sounds hummed again, this time Kirishima´s hips bucked off the table to try and shake off Kaminari´s hand but he just moved with them. They writhed, thighs snapping open and close as much as possible, he was throwing his head around.

„Nnnngrrrhhh!“, he groaned.

„Yeah, good boy“, Kaminari whispered, „Number one. What do you think, how many more can we wring out of you before you´re just going crazy?“

~

Holy shit. I requested this ages ago and had almost forgotten about it but GOD did you come through. Thank you.

You´re welcome! The finished fic can be found here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21956227/chapters/52395904

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