a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts forever 😖
for the past hour izuku has watched katsuki drool over you while you talk to your friends and sway to the music. he’s tried to brush it off and try to turn katsuki’s attention anywhere else but he won’t budge.
“stop staring at her like that.” izuku mumbles into his cup.
“like what?” katsuki glides his eyes back over to izuku.
“like you wanna fuck her.” he glares at him over the lip of the cup.
“maybe i do.” katsuki grins.
“she’s my girlfriend.” izuku sets the cup down, ignoring the party going on around them.
“so? can’t share, deku?” katsuki grins, leaving his side and sauntering over to you.
izuku stares daggers into katsuki’s back, watching him stand beside you and wrap an arm around your waist. his jaw clicks when katsuki pulls you closer, hand sliding down the curve of your ass. his chest is heaving watching the way you shift on your feet and the way you jolt when katsuki squeezes the plush of your ass.
katsuki turns to him with a grin before dipping down and whispering into your ear. you turn your head and look back at izuku with round eyes and then back to katsuki. izuku can’t take his eyes off you, nostrils flaring and jaw set. he walks over to you and watches you shrink.
“izu.” you blink up at him.
“told her you wanted the three of us to get a room.” katsuki tilts his head.
“that what you want, angel?” izuku steps closer to you, trailing a finger along your jaw.
“i..” you look between them. “i dunno.” you feel heat rush to your cheeks.
“no?” izuku tilts his head. “want me to show katsuki how you like to be treated? he thinks he knows what you like better.” his thumb brushes against your lower lip, dipping down to whisper in your ear. “we can make him watch.” he grins when you clutch onto his shirt.
“mhm.” you nod, body heating instantly at the thought.
he grabs your hand and leads you down the hall, nodding at katsuki to follow you both. katsuki is a step behind you and is the one to click the door shut and turn the lock.
“go sit down.” izuku turns to katsuki.
“tch, whatever.” katsuki rolls his eyes, sinking into the desk chair.
izuku circles you, tracing his fingers up your arms, brushing your hair off your neck when he comes to stand behind you. he presses soft kisses all over your exposed skin, hands trailing over your sides and slipping under your shirt.
“see katsuki.. my sweet girl here isn’t like the girls you fuck.” izuku glances at him. “she likes when your take your time, coaxing the pleasure out, not forcing..” he brushes his thumbs over your nipples and you push back into him eyes fluttering shut.
“maybe she wants to know what it’s like to be told when and how much to cum.” katsuki sits forward.
“how many times do you cum when we’re together?” izuku kisses at your jaw.
“a lot.” you whimper when he pinches your nipples before retracting his hands. “izu.”
“shh, i know.” he starts to lift up your shirt.
katsuki watches the way you squeeze your thighs together and tremble under izuku’s touch. when he gets the first glance at your bare chest he leans forward, tongue running across his lower lip. izuku locks eyes with him as he kneads into your chest and you tip your head back to rest on his shoulder.
one of his hands slips past the waist band of your skirt and you gasp. he trails one finger up your covered slit over and over until you’re thighs are clamped tight around his hand. he presses against your clit and slowly circles his fingers over the damp fabric, kissing your neck and shoulder as he works you up.
“sit back down.” your eyes snap open at izuku’s voice and see katsuki standing with raised brows before sinking back to the char. “s’okay.” he whispers to you, pressing kisses all over your neck.
his fingers move faster and your whimpers spill out of your mouth, hips desperately grinding against him begging for that release that’s so close. he doesn’t make you chase it, he offers it freely and when you soak your panties he floods you with praise and kisses until you’re almost falling to your knees.
“that’s my good girl.” he slowly slips his hand out from under you skirt. “why don’t we sit back on the bed and give katsuki a better view?” he hum.
“mhm.” you nod, eyes heavy with pleasure.
katsuki watches with dark eyes as izuku helps you out of your skirt, showing off your cute cotton panties. izuku scoots back on the bed and has you sit between his thighs with your legs on either side of his. katsuki watches as he teases you over your panties still, the way your hips jerk, how soaked they are giving him a clear outline.
“see how wet she is? don’t even have her panties off yet.” izuku grins.
“please.” you push back into him when he presses his fingers over your covered entrance. “zuku please.”
“shhhh angel. i got you.” he presses a kiss to your neck while he slowly peels your panties off.
he fists the wet cotton and locks eyes with katsuki before tossing them over to him. your knees shake when you watch katsuki shove them up to his nose and groan. you jolt when izuku’s fingers slide through your folds, pushing his middle finger into your gummy walls while grinding his palm against your clit.
“gonna jerk off with those?” izuku sneers.
“gonna whine about it if i do?” katsuki raises a brow and starts to undo his pants.
“what do you think?” izuku nudges his chin against your head as he slips a second finger in.
“yes! yeah- nghh! anything.” you nod quickly.
katsuki pulls himself out and wraps your panties around his cock and starts to stroke himself slowly. you’re trying to so hard to focus on him but your eyes flutter shut when izuku curls his fingers and grinds harder into your clit. he slowly starts to finger you faster and you’re bucking in his arms chasing after your pleasure and when you burst again katsuki groans at the mess you make all over the bed.
“that’s my good girl.” izuku peppers kisses all over your neck.
izuku scoots to the edge of the bed and sets you next to him while he pushes his pants down enough to pulls his cock out. you whine when he gabs you again and sets you back in his lap facing katsuki, he lifts your legs up to your chest, toes curling when he locks an arm behind your knees and lines himself up.
“mmmnghhh!” your head falls back as he slowly splits you open.
“deku filling you up real good?” katsuki groans from the chair.
“mmmhmm.” you nod your head before letting it fall back against izuku’s shoulder again.
he starts fucking up into you and you can’t hold back the sounds that are pulled from your chest. you’re leaking and leaving a creamy ring around izuku’s base that katsuki can’t take his eyes off of. izuku’s other hand finds your clit and you fall apart immediately, jerking in his arms as he keeps fucking into you.
“lemme fuck her.” katsuki pants.
“lemme lick her clit.” he grins when he sees izuku considering.
“want that angel?” izuku pants, fingers digging into your thigh.
“yes.” you squeeze around him.
“c’mon.” izuku nods his head at katsuki.
katsuki is on his knees between izuku’s thighs, still fisting his own cock as he leans into to suck your clit into his mouth. izuku groans when you clamp down around him, little gasps spilling from your parted lips with each flick of his tongue.
katsuki licks down around your stretched hole and izuku lets out a broken moan as katsuki’s tongue grazes against his cock. he licks your mess off of izuku, groaning at the taste and pumping himself faster. he licks back up to your clit at the same time he cups izuku’s balls with his other hand and the three of you cum all at once, a panting and sweaty mess.
“lemme fuck her.” katsuki looks up at the both of you.
“no.” izuku shakes his head with a heaving chest.
“lemme fuck you.” katsuki tilts his head.
“let me fuck you.” izuku buries his free hand in katsuki’s hair.
“as long as she sits her pretty pussy on my mouth at the same time.” katsuki grins.
