#batwrites!

While Katsuki is lost in his thoughts, about to burst a blood vessel, you're in the living room lighting a joint for Touya as he holds it between his lips. You watch intently as he inhales the smoke deep into his lungs, holds it in for a second, and blows it out, right into your face. "Ugh, you're the worst." You grumble, waving the smoke out of your face as you squirm out of his grasp. "Remind me why I put up with you?"

"Cause you like good dick and free weed." Touya shrugs, his speech altered by the joint between his lips.

"Mm, overconfident in your abilities. But sure." You hum, kicking your bare legs out to lay them across his lap. Touya rolls his eyes, running his hand along the inside of your leg in lieu of a response. You shiver at the touch. Touya's hands are always warm, but they're bordering on hot tonight. In the back of your mind, you know Katsuki is watching the entire exchange, probably with anger simmering just below the surface, but that's the goal. It's just sooo much more fun when he's riled up. Touya's fingers ghost along your skin as they travel higher up your leg and settle themselves on your inner thigh. You fix him with a stare, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I'm gettin' bored, dollface." Touya drawls, taking another drag from his joint. His tone is even, but there's an underlying edge to it that you're very familiar with. Wordlessly, you stand from the (old and falling apart) couch and head towards the stairs, not needing to look back to know he's right on your heels. As you weave through the throng of people, you bump into a wall of muscle. Looking up, you're confronted by a very pissed off blonde.

"Hello, Katsuki." You hum, leaning back into Touya's chest as he comes up behind you and wraps an arm around your waist. "Sorry, guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going."

"Or who you're with, apparently. The fuck are you doing with this loser anyway?" Katsuki sneers, sending Touya a glare. Touya simply smirks at Katsuki and squeezes your hip.

"Mm, just some… extracurricular activities." You shrug.

Katsuki grits his teeth; your cavalier attitude is really starting to piss him off. "And why is it that you think he's worthy of that?"

Touya scoffs at that. "Come upstairs, and you'll see exactly what makes me 'worthy', asshole." Katsuki blinks, taken aback. You, however, perk up at this. You want both of them, so why not have both of them?

"Good thinking, Touya." You chirp, gazing up at Katsuki. "C'mon, Kats, don't you want a good show?" You grin, stepping out of Touya's hold and pressing yourself against the blonde's chest. Katsuki is conflicted. On one hand, he wants absolutely nothing to do with Touya Todoroki. But on the other hand, it does sound hot, and he'd love the chance to prove this asshole wrong and win you over at the same time. "Come on, pleaseee?" You beg, giving him your best pout.

Katsuki groans, running a hand over his face. "Fuckin' fine. But I'll be damned if I just sit there and watch. I'm gonna show you just how much better I am than this punk."

You beam, disentangling yourself from the two men to head up the stairs towards Katsuki's bedroom, with both of them following behind you. You pay no mind to their bickering as Katsuki rushes to be the first to enter the room behind you. Instead, you make yourself comfortable on the edge of Katsuki's bed, giving them an unimpressed look as Katsuki and Touya shove through the doorway at the same time. "You know you guys are supposed to be paying attention to me, right? Ugh, put the egos away for a little while." You huff, crossing your arms over your chest, inadvertently pushing the fat of your tits up.

"Aw, don't be like that, angel." Touya coos condescendingly, moving to stand in front of you. He cups your face in his hand, squishing your cheeks together and forcing your lips into a pout. "You know you love my big…ego." He can't help but grin at his innuendo (god what a loser). Katsuki takes advantage of your distraction and settles himself at your side, leaning in to place sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to the side of your neck. Your eyes flutter shut at the feeling, and Touya takes the opportunity to lean down and kiss you, his lips rough and demanding against yours. He bites your lower lip, hard, eliciting a gasp from you. His tongue darts out to lick along your lip and into your mouth, soothing the sting. You grip onto Touya's shirt, pulling him down to sit to the side opposite Katsuki.

Katsuki watches you and Touya with narrowed eyes, observing your body language. You're leaning towards Touya, practically crawling into his lap. Shit, you're actually into this freak. With a grunt, Katsuki hauls you into his lap and pulls you into a kiss with a hand on the back of your neck. Already, your head is spinning from the attention from the two men. You choose to blame it on the drinks you'd had earlier on in the night. Katsuki's kiss is messy, bordering on desperate. It's Touya's turn to watch as you slot your legs around Katsuki's waist and grind down against his quickly forming hard-on. Touya palms at his own crotch as he starts pulling at the zipper of your dress, wanting, no, needing to feel your skin on his. "So pretty for us, doll." He mumbles, tracing his fingers down your spine, then reaching down to slip your heels off your feet. You whine against Katsuki's lips, goosebumps rising over your skin.

"You like that, huh?" Katsuki rasps. "Like that sweet talk shit?" You nod feverishly and lean back in for another kiss, but Katsuki tuts and pulls back. "Use your words." His voice rumbles deep and husky in his chest. You roll your eyes, but cede to his wishes.

"Yes, Kats, I like that sweet talk shit." You respond, your voice saccharine sweet.

Touya snorts at your response, grabbing your face by the jaw and turning you back towards him. "So mean." He purrs, placing a chaste kiss on your lips, then pushes your face back towards Katsuki. Touya's always been a fan of the cat and mouse game, the push and pull. So, of course he acts uninterested. But below the surface, he hates that you deem Katsuki Bakugou worthy of your attention. A cocky loudmouth with a stick up his ass gets to have his paws all over you. Touya loathes it, but then again, he's never been good at the whole "emotions" and "communication" thing, so he pushes you right back into Katsuki's arms.

Katsuki's hands slide down to briefly knead at the supple flesh of your ass, then slip to the hem of your dress, tugging it up over your hips, then your head, and finally tossing it to the side.

"Mm, thank God." You sigh in relief, leaning your head back. "It's so hot in here." Katsuki chuckles as he reaches back to undo the clasp of your bra. As soon as the clasp is undone, Touya slides the straps down over your shoulders and tosses it to the floor with your dress. He moves to stand behind you, ghosting his fingers down the back of your neck, then sliding his hand around to the front. You hum as Touya uses his grip on you to tilt your head back and leans down to kiss you once more. As Touya slips his tongue past your lips, he squeezes the sides of your neck, just enough to make your head spin. Much to your chagrin, he pulls away right as you're getting lost in the kiss.

"Touya, I want more. Need more, please." You beg, reaching back to pull at his shirt. Katsuki is perplexed by how different you are with each of them. With Touya, you're soft, pliant, instantly submissive. But with him, you're snarky, bratty, quick to snap back at him. It's dizzying, and Katsuki isn't sure what to make of it. All he knows is that he's off kilter and he doesn't like it. Slowly, gently, in a bid to gain some semblance of control, Katsuki slips his fingers below the thin fabric of your panties, groaning when he feels how wet you are.

"Fuckin' hell, this wet from a little makin' out and groping?" He teases, rubbing slow, taunting circles over your clit, pulling a whine from your lips.

"No help from you." Touya quips. His fingers whisper along your skin, making their way down the side of your neck, tracing over your collarbones, expertly tweaking your nipples. He draws whimpers out of you with a touch as slow and sweet as molasses. Katsuki scoffs, continuing to draw messy circles over your clit, the rough, calloused pads of his fingers sending pleasure shooting up your spine. Needing more, you begin to grind your hips, humping at Katsuki's hand, chasing more of that delicious pleasure.

"Fuck, Katsuki." You huff. "Gotta do everything myself." Touya laughs at this and takes the opportunity to pull you off Katsuki's lap and tug your thong off, leaving you to kick it off your ankles. Not one to be left out, Katsuki quickly stands, dragging you over to the full-length mirror he has leaning against the wall. His big hand grips your jaw tight, ensuring you can't look away from your reflection.

"Look at that pretty face." He drawls, right in your ear. You squirm in his grasp, aching for some sort of pleasurable touch. "Gonna beg for me like you beg for him?" Katsuki sneers, bracketing one arm over your hips and using the angle to tap, tap, tap at your clit.

You huff, doing your best to grind your hips, hoping to catch Katsuki's hand and xyz. He tuts and quickly snatches his hand away. Throwing your head back with a whine, you catch sight of Touya in the mirror. He's made himself comfortable, lying back in the middle of Katsuki's bed, palming his bulge over the dark fabric of his jeans.

"You two are such fucking teases." You hiss through smushed lips and gritted teeth. "This is supposed to be about me. I didn't sign up for a pissing contest."

"Well, you're high maintenance, needin' two men to keep you satisfied." Katsuki snorts, pinching your clit and causing you to squeal, your knees buckling as you do. "Come on, you sound so pretty when you beg, lemme hear it." His voice is low and gravely in your ear, almost enough to make you want to get down on your knees and plead for his touch. You're acutely aware of Touya watching you through the mirror, a bored look plastered across his face. You never thought you'd be one to enjoy exhibitionism, but here you are.

"You're so mean, Kats. No wonder I like Touya better." You know you're poking an already irritated bear, but you can't help it. And it's not like Touya's actually any nicer; he's just much sneakier about it. Katsuki clenches his jaw, taking a moment to decide his next move. He's pissed, but that does nothing to hide the fact that his hard dick is still pressed into your ass. Cheekily, you grind back against him.

"She's so fuckin' needy," Touya speaks up from the bed. "Ain't ever had a problem getting her to beg for me." His bored expression has morphed into a cruel smirk. He enjoys playing this game just as much as you do.

"Shut the hell up, fuckin' lowlife," Katsuki grunts out, trying, and failing, to appear unbothered. It doesn't work, and he's quickly changing tactics, slowly running his fingers through your slick folds. His name leaves your lips in a gasp as you lean your head back on his shoulder. His touch is rough, the callouses on his fingers rubbing deliciously at your clit. His pace is slow and steady, never faltering, never speeding up, despite how much you whimper and whine and buck your hips.

"Katsukiii…" You whine, pawing at his forearm.

"You know how to get what you want, slut. All you gotta do is ask." Katsuki speaks quietly in your ear, his voice solid and powerful despite the low murmur. You want to throw a tantrum, foot stomping and all. But with you and Katsuki, nothing has ever been easy unless you give in. And so, you bend to his will.

"Kats, please, I need more." You breathe out. "Need you to fuck me, I'll be good, please, jus' need you." The pitch and volume of your voice are raised by the end of your sentence, so much so that you're glad for the obnoxious, pounding bass from the party below. "Please, I'll do anything, just want more, I need more!"

Katsuki chuckles. "See, now was that so hard?" He punctuates the end of his sentence by slipping two fingers straight into your slick cunt. Not giving you any time to react, he's immediately pumping his fingers in and out at a brutal pace. Behind you, Touya groans at the sloppy sounds of your pussy. Ignoring him, Katsuki tilts your head to face the mirror, forcing you to meet your own eyes in the glass. "Better keep those eyes open, slut. You're gonna watch." You can't help but let out a moan at that; as much as you pretend to fight, nothing beats the thrill of being put in your place.

"See, she likes nasty shit just as much as she likes that sweet talk shit." Katsuki spits it over his shoulder in Touya's direction.

"My, the duality of woman." Comes Touya's response, dry as ever. You whine; the way they talk about you like you're not even there sends an unbearable heat shooting right down your spine, directly to your cunt. Katsuki quickens his pace, dragging his free hand down the front of your body, pausing to grope at your tits, pinching your nipples, then rubbing slow circles over your clit. His feverish touch, his thick fingers plunging in and out of you, his breath hot on your neck, Touya's eyes on you, all of it was dizzying. A comfortable, cloudy haze had settled over your mind, and you allowed yourself to get lost in it. Your orgasm was right there, right about to send you hurtling over the edge. You wanted so desperately to fall over that edge.

"Kats, I'm so close, don't stop, don't stop, please!" You keen, fighting to stay standing as your legs begin to tremble and shake, a warning shot of your oncoming orgasm. When you find Katsuki's reflection in the mirror, you're greeted by a devilish grin. As soon as your eyes lock onto his, he slows all of his movements.

"Nuh uh, not yet." He whispers in a taunting, sing-song tone. "You're gonna wait."

You want to cry. You were so fucking close. "Katsukiii, please. Come on, I was so close, jus' lemme cum, please!" Your words slur together a bit, and you're not sure if it's from the weed, or the alcohol, or the pleasure-filled stupor you've been pulled into.

"So desperate." Katsuki tuts, shaking his head in mock disapproval. "Look at yourself. Already a mess and we've not even fucked you." You almost don't recognize yourself. Your hair is mussed up, and your skin is flushed red and shiny with a thin layer of sweat. You look dazed and out of it, but if you were to ask Katsuki and Touya, you've never looked better.

"You wanna cum? Fine, cum then." Once again, his fingers are bullying their way into your pussy, curling his fingers right into your g-spot. His pace has your knees buckling, but he hauls you back up, bracing his arm over your hips to keep you upright.

"Oh, shit, right there, right there, right there!" You cry out, your nails digging into Katsuki's forearm as your orgasm crashes over you. He keeps at it, sending you into a second orgasm before the first one has even ended.

"Fuck, that's it, cum all over my fingers, brat. Just like that." Katsuki groans. He smacks the side of your ass as he pulls his fingers out of you, then eases you down onto the floor to ride out the aftershocks of your orgasm. Taking a moment to catch your breath, you look up at Touya, who has now pulled his intimidatingly large cock out of his jeans and is languidly stroking it. Your mouth practically waters as you watch him. His lazy, nonchalant nature pisses Katsuki off, but it draws you in every time. Touya raises an eyebrow as he catches your gaze.

"You want the real thing now, doll?" He questions.

You nod quickly. "Want you, Touya." Katsuki had already put you in a submissive headspace, but something about Touya made it so so easy to bend to his will. He made you want to submit.

"Get over here then." He shrugs. You begin to stand up, but he stops you with a little, "Ah, ah, ah," and a shake of his head. Your cheeks burn, but you get back down on your hands and knees and begin to crawl over to Touya. Katsuki blinks in surprise, shocked at how easily you complied. He's not complaining about the view, though. From his spot behind you, he can see your puffy folds, still shiny with slick, peeking out from between your thighs with every movement, making Katsuki's dick throb with arousal. You settle yourself between Touya's spread thighs, looking up at him expectantly.

Below the surface, Katsuki is fuming. He still can't understand what you see in this douchebag, and he sure as hell doesn't understand why you give in to Touya so easily, but make him fight for it every time. Sure, Katsuki's rough around the edges, and he knows he isn't good with mushy sweet-talk, but he's never left you unsatisfied. It's a point of pride for him. So what gives?

Touya cups your cheek in his hand, running his thumb over your bottom lip. Obediently, with a rehearsed feeling, you part your lips for him. Touya grins and presses his index and ring fingers into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue. Eagerly, you suck at his fingers, tracing them with your tongue. "So good for me." He coos, sending a sneer Katsuki's way. Katsuki growls under his breath and throws himself down in the chair at his desk. Touya laughs and turns his attention back to you. "Why don't we give him a show, hm?"

"I want your clothes off too. It's not fair that I'm the only one naked. I wanna see you both." You turn your head over your shoulder to look at Katsuki. "Come here, Kats? Please?" You jut your bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout.

"Fuckin' attention whore." Katsuki grumbles, but he obliges you and makes his way over to the bed, pulling his shirt off and unbuttoning his jeans. Touya makes quick work of his shirt as well, then lifts his hips so you can pull his baggy pants off, along with his boxers. Katsuki shifts unawkwardly, still in his jeans. You giggle, fully aware of just how far he is out of his comfort zone. Figuring you'll help him out a little bit, you reach up and tug his jeans down his well-muscled thighs.

"Relax, Katsuki." You whisper. "I'll give you a good show." Katsuki huffs and kicks out of his jeans and boxers, then takes a seat next to Touya on his bed. You smile up at the two men as you wrap your hand around Touya's thick cock, giving it a few strokes. Objectively, Touya has a pretty cock. Long and deliciously thick, so pale it's nearly translucent with lovely blue veins wrapping all around it. His fat, bulbous mushroom with its pink, satin-like flesh, currently an angry, deep red. The cherry on top? The eight barbells that made up his Jacob's ladder piercing. You'd never seen anything like it.

Leaning down, you kitten-lick at the tip of Touya's dick, rubbing over his piercings with his thumb. Katsuki's eyes are locked onto you, and you think he may have short-circuited. He's gripping his cock, but seems to be frozen watching you.

"Eyes on me, doll," Touya whispers as he gathers your hair in a ponytail and twists it around his fist. "Show him how good you are for me." Your cunt throbs at his words, and you squeeze your thighs together for some sort of relief. Touya narrows his eyes and slightly tugs on your hair. "Better not keep us waiting." You nod and take his tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, moaning at the salty taste of his precum. Katsuki lets out a shaky breath at the sight and squeezes the base of his cock. Slowly, you bob your head along his length, taking more of him in your mouth as you go. Touya keeps a tight grip on your hair, groaning when your tongue passes over the barbells lined along the underside of his cock. Touya's patient, but less so when he has you in his grips. He uses his grip on your hair to control your pace, urging you to go faster. Spit pools at the corners of your lips and spills out as you bob your head faster, dripping down your chin and onto your tits. Katsuki leans over you and swipes his hand across your chest, collecting your spit to jerk himself off with.

"I like her a lot better when her bratty mouth is stuffed." Katsuki breathes out, fisting his cock and spreading your spit over his length. Touya chuckles, coaxing your head further down until your nose is nearly pressed against his pelvis.

"Fuck yeah, that's it, there you go." Touya's words ring in your ears as you fight your gag reflex and try to breathe through your nose. "She's eager to please, isn't she?" Your cunt clenches around nothing, hearing them talk about you like you're not even there. It's humiliating, and it makes your cheeks burn, but there's a part of your brain that delights in it.

Touya eases you back, allowing you to pull back and catch your breath. You cough, fighting back a gag as you wipe at your watery eyes, smearing your mascara. "Don't forget about your friend here, doll." He smirks. You nod, reaching a hand over to cup Katsuki's balls as you take Touya in your other hand and lick along the underside of his cock, all the way up to his tip. Touya lets out a groan and Katsuki throws his head back, cursing under his breath. You grin, massaging his balls, digging your nails in just slightly. Katsuki hisses, stroking himself faster while Touya grips your head in both hands, holding it in place as he bucks his hips, fucking himself into your mouth. You do your best to open your throat and take it, closing your eyes to focus on breathing through your nose, gagging a bit with every thrust.

You feel Katsuki's strokes begin to stutter, his balls tightening in your grip. Shit, he's already gonna cum. You tap Touya's thigh, signalling to him to let go of your head. As soon as he does, you're scooting over to sit between Katsuki's legs. Your hand replaces his on your cock, and soon enough, he's gripping the edge of the bed, whispering "Shit, shit, shit" as thick, white ropes of cum spill over your chest. Katsuki hisses and bucks his hips when you lean forward and lick at his oversensitive tip.

"No wonder she always comes crawling to me when she's done with you." Touya snorts.

"Shut the hell up, limp dick." Katsuki growls, but there's no real bite behind it. His chest is heaving, still recovering from his orgasm.

"Touya," You whine, drawing their attention back to you. "Need you to fuck me. Both of you."

And just like that, Katsuki's hard again.

"Aw, you really are an attention whore." Touya's voice drips with condescension as he strokes your face. "Such a mess, already came twice, and you still want more. Bet you want us at the same time too, hm?"

Your eyes widen, and you nod quickly, clenching your thighs again as another wave of arousal shoots through you. "Yes, please."

Touya's quick to haul you up onto the bed, manhandling you with strength that would be surprising if you were judging only from looks. You squeal in surprise as you land on your stomach, your doughy thighs and ass jiggling with the force. Kneeling on the bed, Touya flips you over onto your back, then crawls over, caging you in with his arms. Everything about him feels predatory. You don't realize you're holding your breath until he leans down to kiss you, all teeth and tongue. He bites at your lower lip, hard enough to draw blood, leaving you gasping out a hysterical little laugh. You think Touya might be a little fucked in the head. Based on your reaction, Katsuki thinks you might be as well.

"Katsuki, baby, come here." You call out, holding a hand out for him to take. "I want you both to fuck me, right now, please." You're desperate; your head is swimming with pleasure and need, and you feel so empty. Katsuki hesitates for a moment, taking in the scene before him. Now or never.

He situates himself at the head of the bed, his legs spread. "Let her up." He barks. "You want us both? Fine. But we're doin' it my way." Katsuki's voice is rough and has taken an authoritative edge. Touya's presence makes you eager to please, so as soon as he eases off of you, you're crawling up to Katsuki and settling yourself in his lap. You whine at the feeling of his unclothed dick pressing into the bare folds of your pussy.

Katsuki's dick is just as pretty as Touya's, albeit in a different way. It's thick, a delicious warm pink from base to tip, with prominent veins wrapping around it. His tip, like Touya's, was fat and bulbous, but was constantly that deep, angry shade of red. His cock, just like him, was menacing.

"Tell me what you want, Kats. You want me to ride you?" You whisper, your voice breaking every time you roll your hips and catch your clit with his tip.

Touya takes his place behind you, tracing your spine with his fingertips. He grins at Katsuki over your shoulder, and before he can even begin to respond, Touya's lined you up with Katsuki's shaft and eased you down onto it. You let out a deep moan that sounded like it had been punched out of your gut, and Katsuki makes a noise that, admittedly, he's embarrassed by. Touya grips your hips, his fingers digging into the fat there, and begins rocking you back and forth.

"Fuckkk." Katsuki groans out, reaching up to grope at your tits, pinching your nipples, pulling little squeals out of you. Touya's hands drift away from your hips, lower and lower until his middle finger is circling your puckered hole.

"Ever had anything in here, doll face?" Touya croons, right in your ear. You barely hear his question; you're too focused on riding Katsuki. Touya sighs, bringing a hand down on your asscheek to get your attention. "Asked you a question. C'mon, use your words."

"I'm sorry!" You yelp out. "No, ah, shit! No, I haven't!"

"I'll be nice and gentle, don't you worry." His response makes you shiver with anticipation. "Got any lube?"

Katsuki's hands are on your hips now, pulling you down to meet his thrusts. "Top drawer. Mind shutting the fuck up now? Talk too damn much."

Touya ignores him and reaches to open the drawer, feeling around until he finds the bottle of lube. He presses his hand to your back, pushing you down until your chest meets Katsuki's. You're like putty in the two men's hands, too lost in the push and pull of pleasure to care how they move you. Touya pours some lube out onto his fingers and begins circling them at your rear entrance (? idk if I like this wording) once again, pulling soft whines from your lips. Slowly and carefully, he coaxes his middle finger in, cooing at you to "just relax".

"Oh, fuck, Touya!" You cry out, gripping onto Katsuki's shoulders. He hasn't let up on his pace, ruthlessly pounding into your dripping cunt. The room is filled with the sounds of heavy breathing, moans, and the obscene squelch of your pussy. Touya eases his fingers in and out of your hole, slowly working his way up to two fingers, then three, until you're gasping and begging him to just fuck you already.

Katsuki stops his movements just long enough for Touya to ease his cock into you, both men hissing at the way you clamp down on them.

"So fucking good for us." Touya grits out. He can feel Katsuki through the thin membrane separating your holes, and he thinks if he moves right now, he'll lose it.

You, on the other hand, are well on your way to losing it. You're babbling incoherently, singing their praises, mumbling nonsense. "Oh my God, feel soooo fucking full." You wail out, rolling your hips back on their dicks. Touya's piercings rub delightfully against your walls, and Katsuki can feel them too. You've never felt so full in your life; it's downright exhilarating. You think you've entered some sort of euphoria-infused dissociative episode, and you don't ever want to leave it.

Katsuki laughs, lightly smacking your cheek. "This what ya needed, sweets? Two dicks to fill you up?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" You nod feverishly. "God, please, just fuck me!"

They start out slow, easing you into it. They match pace, with Touya pulling out as Katsuki thrusts in. Your orgasm builds quickly, as does their speed. "Gonna cum, so fucking close, please!" You continue babbling, your words slurring together once again.

"Cum for us, doll, cum all over our cocks." Touya urges you on, reaching around to rub furiously at your clit as he and Katsuki continue pistoning in and out of you. Your third orgasm crashes into you like waves on rocks, roiling violently through your body. You sob in ecstasy as it rips through you, going boneless as you let all your weight fall into Katsuki. Your body is wracked with shudders, and they don't give you a second of reprieve, fucking you right through your orgasm, turning you into something akin to a human fleshlight.

Touya hauls you up, pressing your back against his chest. "Still with us? Or did we fuck the life outta you?" He snickers. It's unfair; he and Katsuki are still pounding into you like they haven't used an ounce of their stamina. You're barely able to muster up a whine in response. Your head falls back onto Touya's shoulder, and cerulean eyes meet your own clouded-over gaze.

"Look at 'er, nasty slut loves it." Katsuki sneers, lightly smacking your clit. You jolt, jerking back away from his touch.

"It's too much!" You sob, tears pricking the corners of your eyes from the overstimulation.

"Aw, you can take it." Touya purrs, punctuating his sentence with a few mean, harsh thrusts. "You wanna be good for us, don't you? All you gotta do is take it; we'll do everything." He's good at getting you to do exactly what he wants. Touya knows your mind, and he knows you love this shit. The fake coercion was just part of the game.

"Yeah, wanna be good for you, gonna be so good." You pant, allowing yourself to be wrapped up in Touya's charm like a warm blanket. He's intoxicating, always leaving you wanting more.

"She clamps down on my cock one more time, swear to God, I'm gonna lose it." Katsuki's voice is strained, like it's taking everything in him to hold back.

"Cum inside me, Kats, please, need you to fill me up." You plead, clawing at his chest. Touya dons a wicked grin and reaches down, squeezing Katsuki's balls.

"Go on, give her what she wants."

Katsuki chokes out a moan, which is followed by a string of curses as he slams into you one final time, groaning as his cock kicks at your walls with each spurt of cum. In a daze, you grind your hips against his and Touya's, whimpering out desperate, broken moans. Touya isn't far behind Katsuki, and after a few deep thrusts, he's spilling himself inside you, pushing you into one last orgasm, leaving you trembling and gasping. You allow yourself to fall back onto Katsuki's chest, desperately trying to catch your breath. Touya eases himself out of you, watching intently as his cum spills from your asshole (????). "Shit, that's hot."

Embarrassed, you throw your hand back in an attempt to smack him, but he catches it before you can make contact. "So rude." He chastises you. You huff in response, still caught up in your post orgasmic haze. For a few minutes, the room is quiet as the three of you catch your breath. Carefully, you ease yourself off of Katsuki and flop down on the bed between him and Touya. Wordlessly, Katsuki gets up and heads into his attached bathroom. When he comes back, he's got two damp washclothes, one of which he throws to Touya. He sets about wiping you down, carefully dragging it over your inner thighs, the folds of your pussy, and between the fat of your asscheeks. He's still annoyed by the fact you actually seem to like Touya, even more so at the fact that you're completely pliant in his hands, but he'd never skip aftercare. Especially not after this.

Touya squeezes your calf. "How ya doing?"

"Mm, good." You reply dreamily. "Tired. Need to shower."

Katsuki stays quiet, wondering how this will play out. He wants to know what exactly your dynamic is like with Touya.

"Get dressed, and we can go back to my place." Touya shrugs. You don't catch the smug smirk he sends Katsuki's way. "You can wash up and sleep there if you hurry your ass up."

"Ugh, give a girl a minute. I just got fucking plowed, in both ends." You grumble.

Touya rolls his eyes at you and snatches your undergarments from the floor along with your dress. "Put those on; can't have cum dripping down your thighs in public." He snarks as he tosses your clothes at you.

"See what I have to deal with, Kats? He's so rude to me." You huff as you begin to pull your clothes back on.

Katsuki fixes you with an unimpressed look. "You choose to put up with that shit, don't drag me into it."

You scowl at him. "I choose to put up with you, too. Be nice to me."

Katsuki just shakes his head, bewildered by your hot and cold attitude. Touya takes you by the hand and pulls you off the bed, wrapping an arm around your waist when your legs wobble. Once you're on steady footing, you pull Katsuki over to you and drag him down for a kiss.

"Bye, Kats. Don't miss me too much." You whisper against his lips. He answers with an annoyed grunt when he pulls away. Much to Katsuki's surprise, Touya grabs him by the shirt and tugs him into a kiss of his own, biting at Katsuki's bottom lip.

Katsuki splutters when Touya pulls back, his face bright red with an expression somewhere between arousal and rage. "See ya later, loser." Touya drawls, unaffected.

With that, you tug Touya out of the room, leaving behind an incredibly confused Katsuki with a tent in his boxers.

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