── ✶ i. midoriya, k. bakugou
──✶✶ summary: katsuki has to babysit reader & izuku after having one too many drinks. but reader & izuku are too horny for katsuki to handle.
cw: drinking, prior consent established, reckless behavior, polyamory, poly!reader, poly!izuku, poly!katsuki, fem!reader, cnc elements?, dacryphilia, pussy petting, kissing, lots of cursing.
a/n: first piece with boaf of them. i actually love writing izuku to be sooo smug even though he is drunk asf. anyway lmk what you think! do i write drunk characters convincingly enough, or am i slacking?
the bass booming across the rowdy club still beats heavy against your skin. the atmosphere feels thick, but you feel weightless and airy. maybe that's because you were hanging off of katsuki's broad shoulder. maybe its from the one too many shots you and izuku had. either way, you were having a blast until your blonde boyfriend yanked you away from all the fun, while dragging your other green haired boyfriend back to his car.
"don't start with me nerd. you guys were standing on tables and giving away free shots like you owned the place. pulled you away before security put their nasty hands on you."
you huff on katsuki's shoulder, "ugh just ruining our fun"
you hum happily, remembering the song you and izuku were dancing to, "yup! this place about to blooooooooowoooohohohhhh. bloooooowohohh."
beside you izuku reaches up to hold an imaginary microphone and sings along, "bloooowwwohhhhohohoh."
katsuki steams with frustration, "you fucking idiots. your skirt was riding up to your damn stomach and your tits were about to pop out as you were dancing to that stupid song. whole pussy 'n boobs out for everyone. unfuckingbelivable. bet your shits showin' right now."
he turns to face izuku, "is her entire ass out?"
izuku's extremely flushed face stops singing instantly to examine your lace panties. he runs his hand down your ass and through your lips.
you moan in surprise, "izzzu —hic—ku!"
katsuki swats his hand away, annoyed. "oi, i just asked you to look not touch. jesus christ."
he breathes heavily while slurring, "sorry! just look so pretty."
you giggle softly, "issa okay. feels good. do it again."
izuku attempts to run his hungry fingers through your cunt once more, but katsuki stops him before he can, "enough. open the door for me, now."
izuku huffs before listening, opening the backseat.
katsuki places you down and clips on your seatbelt. you stare at him all loopy, "what you think i can't put on my OWN seatbelt? i'm drunk not stupid."
"no i don't think you can idiot. now keep it on this time or i will be beating your ass."
you smirk, "that a promise or a threat, sexy?"
katsuki turns the slightest bit pink.
"you are too much when you drink, ya know that?"
you throw your hands up and shrug, "and yet, you looooooove me."
izuku throws himself on top of katsuki, dropping all his weight on his back, "you have such a cute butt, did YOUUU know that kaccccchan?"
katsuki chuckles softly, "get in the car izuku. do i have to put your seatbelt on too?"
"i mean if you insssist."
izuku removes himself from katsuki and clumsily climbs over you, to which you place a soft slap on his firm ass.
izuku stays on all fours and says, "wait do it again."
you giggle and instead of doing what he asks, push him into the seat next to you. izuku, dramatic as ever, launches himself onto the car floor, "woah, that was so aggressive, kinda liked it."
you throw your head back and give a full body laugh, izuku joins you.
katsuki puts his head in his hands and lets out the loudest sigh, "fuck me."
you and izuku turn towards him with a glimmer in your eyes. izuku, also too much of a flirt when he's drunk, says, "only because you asked so nicely, hot stuff."
he gracelessly reaches over to pull on the collar of katsuki shirt, dragging him into the car. katsuki has to brace himself against the vehicle to avoid falling, "yo chill out. we have to get home."
you whine, "why fuck at home when we have a perfectly good car righttttt here," while rubbing the spot in between you and izuku.
"WE are not fucking. now sit still, don't take off your fucking seatbelt, and DO NOT fucking throw up in my car. got it?"
you and izuku mock salute katsuki, but your hand ends up hitting your head too hard, "owww. that hurted."
katsuki rolls his eyes, "hurt. not hurted, stupid."
you roll your eyes at him, "how would you know it didn't happen to you."
he stares at you with a thin grasp of patience, "just stay in the fucking car." he closes the door shut and rounds the side to get into the driver's seat.
izuku grabs your forehead, "awww do you want me to kiss it better honey?"
he places a tender kiss on your temple. and then another.
you stupidly fumble with the clasp of your seatbelt to quickly undo it.
izuku places a kiss on your chin, humming.
his wide hands grip onto your waist, swiftly pulling you on top of him.
you whine slightly, feeling his hardness, "izukuuu."
he breathes heavy with almost entirely black eyes, "so hot."
next thing you know izuku's tongue is edging the corner of your lips to make his way inside. the two of you begin to sloppily make out while katsuki begins to back out of the parking lot.
he huffs in annoyance, "can you guys stop fucking around back there."
you moan softly into izuku's mouth as his tongue slides across your swollen lips, "mmm can't."
izuku breathlessly murmurs, "taste so good kacchan. you haffta try."
katsuki groans as his knuckles turn white against the steering wheel, "oi fuckers. quit it now."
you kiss your way down izuku's neck, placing dirty marks all over. the sounds of your wet lips and izuku's needy whines fill the car. katsuki's pants strain against his crotch.
"you look so preeettty izukuuu— wanna make you feel soooo good."
"you're prettier b—hic—baby."
his cheeks are perfectly flushed. his skin is slightly dewy from all the alcohol and his growing need for you. the curls framing his boyish features look so soft and inviting, you rake your hands through them and gently tug.
izuku lets out the sweetest moan, and you can't help yourself. you laugh against his throat, slurring your words, "fuck me. pleaseeeee. you sound so hot i can't. if i spend one more minute without you inside me, I'LL DIE."
"there will be no fucking in MY car. fucking wild animals, both drunk outta your damn minds."
you clumsily climb off of izuku's lap, almost falling to the floor of the car. izuku, not as quite sharp, tries to help but only ends up catching the air. you both laugh, like its the funniest thing in the world. then you remember why you got off his lap in the first place.
you stand bent over (in the moving vehicle), and plunge yourself into the front seat.
"what the fuck are you doing! get in the fucking back right now and put on your seatbelt! are you fucking stupid?"
moving your limbs feels like being underwater, so the hand that intends to reach the hot driver's taut arm misses, and lands straight on his hardened cock.
he groans loudly, and thanks his stars that they move into a red light.
mischievous giggles bubble through your throat as you feel his lust, "yeaahhhh, stupid for you!"
he forcefully grabs your hand and pushes you into the backseat, "izuku grab her right now before i kill you both."
izuku, obedient as ever, wraps his muscular arms around your waist and pulls you onto his lap.
the light turns green and katsuki hits the gas.
you slump against the hard planes of izuku's body and welcome the warmth. "mmm i love you izuku. always so warm."
your hand reaches forward to touch katsuki's arm, "i love you too kat. even though you don't love us right now."
tears start to form in your eyes and your voice wavers, "ohhh guys, i love you soooo much. i like really really love you. i could actually die from how much i love you guys."
"oh honey don't cry i will start crying pleaseeeee don'tttttt."
you sit parallel to izuku so that you can wrap your hands around his soft cheeks. while tears fall down your flushed face you tell him, "but i mean it izuku. you are so preeetty, 'n perfect, 'n amazing, 'n sooooo many other great things."
you can barely get through your speech before izuku bursts into big wet tears.
katsuki shakes his head from the driver's seat, "princess. you just had to start didn't you? you know how he fucking gets."
izuku is full on sobbing, struggling to get any words out, "noooo baby you are soooamazingperfectprettysmart —"
both of you talk over the other while fat tears stream down your face, holding the others hands.
"can you guys PLEASE stop. no one is going anywhere."
your tears start to slow, but izuku is still strong in his admiration.
"kat doesn't izu—hic—ku look sooooo pretty when he cries? like WOWWWW."
katsuki tiredly laughs at how quickly your demeanor changes, remembering how much you like seeing izuku in this state.
the car reaches a stop sign and katsuki decides to take the opportunity to look at you two. as he turns around you decide to grab izuku's face and lick his cheek clean of his salty tears. you smirk while looking directly at katsuki.
he grins in disbelief, "you are so much trouble, princess."
izuku now stops his crying to grab your hand. he wraps his other around the back of your neck and plunges his soft lips onto yours. you moan, desperate.
he moves to lay you on your back as he towers above, grinding against your needy cunt. katsuki watches, unable to be anything but turned on by his two lovers passionately making out.
izuku gently rubs your tit through your top, somehow managing to find your nipple to squeeze. you whimper softly. you reach a hand around izuku's back to grab his firm ass and push him closer to you. he listens, giving a dangerously delicious rut into you. you sigh so softly, "mmmm." it goes straight to izuku and katsuki's swollen cocks. they just loved hearing you hum so lustfully like that. they loved to drawn all the sweetest noises from your pretty little mouth.
katsuki palms himself, trying to relieve some pressure. a breathy, "fuck" escapes him.
at the sound of his delicate weakness, you and izuku pause to look at him. a string of saliva tethers you together. eyes wide, blown from desire, everyone is breathing heavy, hungry for a little bit more.
izuku slowly rises, and taunts his blonde boyfriend, "come on handsome, less havesomefun yeah?"
you get up too, although a little dizzy, "yeah kat, we know ya want to."
katsuki's chest heaves up and down, trying his damnedest to reject your advances. but his body gives him away. the tent in his pants looks awfully tight, and his lips so deliciously pink, you are practically salivating.
katsuki's breathy voice offers weakly, "no, we can't."
izuku reaches a hand down and through your lace panties, he softly pets at your dripping cunt, you moan at the contact. he rubs teasing circles on your clit, and with a lopsided grin he stares so smugly at katsuki.
vodka still heavy on his tongue, katsuki can smell it from the front seat as izuku continues to egg him on. "so yerr gonna let me play with her all night and do nothing?"
even as he tries his hardest to seem sober, izuku still slurs his speech and his movements are less precise. but with practiced fingers, he manages to draw out the whiniest sounds from you. it makes him proud as he pinches at your swollen bud, eliciting a lewd cry.
"ya hear that kacchan, you gonna deny our poor girl of your big FAT cock? hmmmm?"
with your head thrown back, you start to pant as izuku gathers speed. katsuki does too. his grip on his pants tighten, and in the dim lighting of the car izuku can see his tip leaking through.
izuku grabs your face with his other hand and places a tender kiss on your open mouth, "that doesn't seem fair, does it baby?"
you shake your head no, and immediately regret it. your head starts to buzz unpleasantly, but it isn't enough to drown out the sensations izuku was blessing you with.
he squeezes your clit a little tighter, and you cry out loudly, "he can't hear you honey. tell 'em how bad you want it, tell 'em."
you turn to katsuki, pupils inky black, face entirely flushed and dewy, "pleaseeee katsuki. pleasepleaseplease."
izuku smiles all too pleased with your whining, "yeah that's it baby. keep going fer me, just like that."
he kisses at your exposed neck, slightly laughing, "don't be so cruel kacchan giveher what she's askin' for."
katsuki brows twist up in frustration, "i fucking hate you."
izuku licks up your neck to your ear, smiling against your skin, "doesn't look like it handsome."
finally, he turns to look back at katsuki once more. with half-lidded eyes, a shit-eating grin, and a tilted head, izuku gazes at katsuki and makes his final plea,"you gonna come back here or what hot stuff?"