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Katsuki felt like he was losing his mind from where he was sitting.
Momo was always meticulous when it came to scenes, even going as far as to switch out the furniture, depending on what they were doing. For this particular scene, she had Katsuki sitting in an overly expensive plush chair, ties binding him at the wrists, knees, and ankles. Despite the pressure of the rope on his bare skin, he felt no discomfort from anything except his throbbing erection. He’d be embarrassed that he got hard just from Momo tying him up, but it wasn’t surprising at this point.
She had them well-trained after all.
As much as his dick was begging for attention, Katsuki was content to sit back while Momo busied herself with double checking all the bindings so that his blood flow wasn’t restricted. Once she was satisfied, Katsuki felt upturned lips press to his temple.
“What’s your color, Katsuki?” Her voice was gentle as her nails dragged against his scalp, leaving pleasant tingles in their wake.
“Green.” He answered immediately, leaning into the gentle touch.
Momo could get pretty rough with him since they were both into a little bit of pain and roughness. Nothing that would put them out of commission, though. So, it had been a surprise to both of them when Shouto had opened up about wanting to be hurt to an extent they hadn’t explored yet. And now after months of exploration, negotiations, and tests they were diving headfirst into what would be their most intense scene to date. God, Katsuki’s dick twitched at the thought of seeing Shouto pulled apart by Momo. He had to be patient though.
Momo laughed, low and sensual, as she traced perfectly manicured nails down his sternum. Her other hand splayed against his thigh, squeezing the muscle there. “You excited, Katsuki? Want to watch me hurt Shouto?”
“God yeah.” Katsuki admitted readily, happy to reply to anything Momo asked him. “He’s gonna look so hot once you’re through with him, babe.”
“Well, be good while I play with him.” Momo instructed, moving away from Katsuki as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I’ll give you a reward once I’m done.”
“I’m looking forward to it.” Katsuki grinned, settling back against the chair while Momo made her way over to the door.
It was impossible not to pay attention to the way the lace on her stockings hugged her thighs perfectly as she strutted. The soft leather wrapped around her ass and tits definitely didn’t hurt either. Katsuki wanted to taste the leather for himself.
Momo opened the door to reveal Shouto, fidgeting nervously as he bit the inside of his cheek. She led him towards the center of the room where a couple of futons were set up along with a plethora of equipment. “I’m all ready for you, Shou. Please strip for me.”
Shouto nodded, immediately setting to work while Katsuki watched him . He wished he could get a strip tease, but Shouto was already awkward enough. Hopefully another time.
Once the last piece of clothing was gone, Shouto gasped as Momo smacked his ass gently. “On your knees for me.”
It was entertaining to watch him scramble to obey her orders, but Katsuki couldn’t really blame him. While he did prefer to be more disobedient, it was cute to see Shouto trying so hard to please her. It made Katsuki want to shove his dick in that cute mouth. Especially when he spied Shouto licking his lips while Momo placed her hands on his shoulders.
“Your color, Shouto?” She asked, pulling his long hair back into a ponytail before she slipped a blindfold over his eyes.
“Ah, green.” He answered after a moment of hesitation, shifting his weight nervously while she hummed.
“Tell me immediately if anything is too much, okay?” She instructed, kneeling down to take his wrists behind his back while retrieving a length of rope from her materials.
“I will.” Shouto answered, only to let out a whine when Momo raked her nails down his chest.
“That’s ‘yes mistress’.” She instructed, the dark red of the rope standing out against Shouto’s pale skin as his breath stuttered.
“Yes, mistress.”
“Good boy.” Momo smiled, glancing at Katsuki while she gave an experimental tug to the rope while winding it around Shouto’s wrists. “You want to be my good boy, don’t you?”
Katsuki watched as Shouto gasped out an affirmative, the rope winding around his wrists until they were trapped above the small of his back. After testing the knots keeping his wrists in place, Momo smiled to herself and picked up the nine tail whip.
Feeling his own dick throb at the sight, Katsuki grinned. “You feeling good, Shou? You’re already hard from her tying you up so you must be.”
Shouto swallowed hard at the words while Katsuki watched his throat work and tried to imagine how it would feel around his cock. He immediately gasped when Momo gently smacked his back with the whip while her other hand held his cheek. “He asked you a question. Good boys answer questions when they’re asked.”
“It feels good.” Shouto managed through a stuttering breath, leaning into Momo’s touch.
“Are you nervous?” She asked, tugging his head back by his hair while Katsuki saw his dick twitch at the treatment.
“No. Excited.” He clarified, taking a long breath before letting out a puff of cold vapor.
“Can’t wait to fuck you senseless, Shou. You want it, don’t you?” The needy whine that came out at the remark was all Katsuki needed for confirmation.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Katsuki. You haven’t earned that yet.” Momo reminded him, tugging at Shouto’s hair again. “How many do you want? Five? Ten?”
“A lot. Please.” Shouto begged, his ears turning red at the confession.
Momo nodded to herself, standing while she tugged at the knotted ends of the whip. “We’ll start with ten and go from there. Make sure to count each one.”
“Yes, mistress.” He answered immediately, Momo’s eyes sparkling with glee as she settled a hand on his shoulder.
Her touch was gentle, Shouto leaning into it before a startled cry was ripped from his throat as Momo brought the whip down below his right shoulder.
“Don’t forget to count, Shouto.” She reminded, keeping him upright after the initial shock.
“One.” He gasped out the word, a flush working its way over his chest and highlighting his pert nipples. Katsuki wanted to pinch them. Maybe bite them too.
Momo was meticulous in her placement. Her eyes scanned reddened skin before moving on to a different part of his back with each lash of the whip.
When the fourth came down, it was impossible to miss the way Shouto’s dick was twitching, leaking clear droplets while he counted out the lash.
Katsuki’s grin was feral. “You feeling good? Like getting hurt like this?”
“Yes!” Shouto gasped out as Momo pushed back his bangs tenderly.
“I’m going to move you, Shouto,” she explained gently while Shouto nuzzled into her hand.
“Yes, mistress.” The words were breathed out against her palm, Shouto completely relaxed and at her disposal.
“You’re so good for me.” Momo praised, maneuvering him to lean forward while she tucked a large pillow beneath his hips to keep his ass raised.
He looked beautiful. His face had a lovely flush that stood out against the dark blindfold while his back was red with thin welts. Katsuki knew that the bruises wouldn’t be fading away for a good while and was already looking forward to touching them for the next few days just to watch Shouto squirm.
Shouto whined again, face contorting at the sudden contact of the whip to his left ass cheek,his body tensing. Momo smiled at the reaction, rubbing the bruises that were forming as she kneeled down beside Shouto. “You’re doing so well, sweetie. Keep counting if you want more.”
“Five.” The word came out in a gasp, Shouto going boneless again as he started to fall back into subspace.
The next blow was lower, turning his skin bright pink as red welts began to form. Katsuki knew that his entire body would be pink by the end of the night from a full body blush.
The strokes of the whip continued until Shouto finally counted out the tenth, back and ass sufficiently red as deep bruises began to show. Setting the whip back in its place, Momo knelt down in front of Shouto and rested his head in her lap while she stroked his hair gently. “How do you feel, baby? Can you tell me?”
Shouto nodded slightly, breathing evenly as he shivered and nuzzled into the affection he was offered. “I’m good. They feel deep. The bruises.”
“I’m so proud of you, baby.” Momo smoothed his bangs back, with one hand while her other worked out any remaining tension in his shoulders. “Can you tell me your color?”
“Green.” Shouto answered, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to Momo’s palm after answering.
“And you, Katsuki?” The question caught him off guard, dark eyes pinning him to the chair as she waited for an answer.
“Uh, green.” He answered upon realizing the question was being directed at him. “I’m fuckin’ peachy.”
“Good boy.” Momo’s grin almost matched his own, contrasting the gentle way in which she was cradling Shouto, as her attention returned to him. “I’m going to tie you up real nice now, okay?”
“Yes,” Shouto gasped out the word, giving himself over without hesitation. “ Please , mistress.”
“Always a good boy for me.” She praised, letting Shouto rest on the futon again while she retrieved a length of rope.
Katsuki shifted in his seat, letting out a hiss when his dick made itself known. His noises were rewarded by Shouto’s soft whining; Katsuki grinned.
“I’m so hard from watching you, baby.” Katsuki sighed for emphasis as he watched Shouto squirm. “I bet you want my dick, don’t you? Want me to come over there and see how far I can open up your pretty little mouth around my cock?”
“ Please, daddy. ” Shouto sounded like he was on the verge of tears as he tried not to rut against the pillow beneath his hips. “Wanna be good.”
Momo smiled as she knelt beside Shouto, giving a gentle pat to his ass that made him keen. “You’re so worked up already. Do you want to be a good boy for Katsuki before I tie you up?”
Shouto made a soft noise of agreement while Momo set down her ropes before standing and approaching the chair Katsuki was stuck in.
“About time.” He grumbled while Momo dismantled the ropes with efficiency, working blood back into the areas as she went.
She simply snorted at his comment, smacking him lightly on the thigh while she continued to work. Upon getting his arms free, Katsuki began to help with the remaining ties and was free to walk over to Shouto.
“Daddy has a treat for his good boy.” He quipped, helping Shouto onto his knees and taking a good look at him. As good as the dark blindfold looked against his skin, Katsuki wanted to see the blissed out haze in Shouto’s eyes and tossed the fabric away without care.
Mismatched eyes blinked rapidly as they adjusted to the dim lighting of the room while Katsuki busied himself with hooking a thumb in Shouto’s mouth.
“There’s my pretty boy.” He praised, “Daddy and mistress are gonna take good care of you.”
Shouto simply nodded, tongue lavishing his thumb while his eyes darted to his heavy erection for a moment. It was subtle enough of a gesture to mean Shouto was still aware. By the time Katsuki was done with him, he wouldn’t know his own name.
“Is this what you want, baby?” Katsuki grabbed the base of his ponytail with one hand, using the other to rub the tip of his dick against Shouto’s red, bitten lips and smear precum across them. His dick almost got harder when Shouto tried to swallow him whole right then, tongue darting out to lick away the precum that was there. “Such an eager boy.”
“He’s been good.” Momo reminded him, placing a hand on Katsuki’s shoulder. Her eyes promised that he’d be teased mercilessly if he dragged on with Shouto any longer.
“Tch. Yes, mistress .” Katsuki answered before shoving his cock down Shouto’s throat, letting out a satisfied moan when he felt his boyfriend choke and squeeze around him.
Despite being caught off guard, Shouto accepted him with practiced ease after the initial thrust. It drove him crazy to see the open adoration in his mismatched eyes as Shouto began to work his throat and mouth eagerly. The heat was almost unbearable. For a few moments he just cradled Shouto’s head and allowed him to work at his own pace while he enjoyed the wet heat.
However, Katsuki grew impatient after a moment of watching him and began to set his own pace. He held Shouto still, pushing until he was choking before holding him there and savoring the way his hot throat constricted around his dick, flashing cold as he struggled to breathe.
There was something about watching tears gather in Shouto’s eyes despite the fact that he obviously loved choking on his dick. Feeling merciful, Katsuki pulled back so Shouto could breathe and finally saw that Momo was kneeling behind him. He could also see the intricate ropework that was starting to come together.
The dark red of the ropes was a stark contrast against Shouto’s pale skin. Two came up from his waist on either side to form a series of diamonds in the center, as the ropes wrapped around him completely. Momo’s handiwork was always equal parts functional and beautiful; this time it was a sight to behold.
“God,” Katsuki swallowed hard as he took in the sight of his flushed and hard boyfriend. “You’re so fucking pretty. All tied up like this.”
Shouto let out a soft whine at the praise that turned into a moan when Momo gave the ropes a tug before securing them somewhere behind him. “You’re doing so well, baby. Do a good job for Katsuki.”
Katsuki watched her stand before walking over to the table of supplies and took that as his cue to continue. Without warning, he hooked his thumb back into Shouto’s mouth and pulled his head closer.
Shouto accepted him with an eager moan, pushing forward until he took Katsuki to the base. He looked so thoroughly fucked out that it was driving him crazy. So he responded in kind by holding his boyfriend still while he began to mindlessly chase the tight heat of his throat with grinding thrusts.
“Fuck, that’s good.” The words tumbled out as he moaned lowly, eyes closing as he focused on the feeling. Words and moans continued to fall from his lips for what could have been seconds or an hour for all he could tell. It wasn’t until he felt Shouto actually choke, throat constricting around him suddenly, that he opened his eyes.
His own gaze was met with watery blue and grey as Shouto tried to relax around him. Momo was pressed against his back, pinching one of his nipples while her other hand was pushing a large vibrating butt plug into him. Once the plug was settled inside him, Shouto finally relaxed and let Katsuki continue to chase his release.
Momo gave his nipple a final tug, standing to walk behind Katsuki and grip the base of his cock so he couldn’t fucking cum . Shouto even whined, pulling back to look pitifully at them. “I know, baby.” She reassured Shouto while Katsuki tried to resist the urge to break away from her. Maybe even pin her down. Fuck there was no way Momo didn’t notice the way his dick just twitched in her grip.
“Getting ahead of yourself there, Katsuki?” Her smile, despite its gentle nature, was also condescending. Her eyes were alight with mischief as she removed her hand from his dick to instead pull his wrist behind his back. “Why don’t you cool him off for me, Shouto?”
“Fuck!” Before Katsuki could do much, Momo had his hands bound and his dick felt like it was going to freeze off in Shouto’s mouth. Thankfully, he pulled back so he knew there wouldn’t be any permanent damage, but he also wasn’t nearly as close to coming. “You’re the fucking worst!”
“I can’t help but watch the two of you squirm.” She teased, biting some bruises into his neck before pushing him back into the chair from the beginning of the night. “Stay still while I work with Shouto or I’ll make you regret it, Katsuki.”
“Yes, mistress.” He grumbled, getting comfortable in the chair so he could watch her take apart Shouto. He would play by her rules, for now.
She narrowed her eyes at him before turning to Shouto and guiding him to lay down on his stomach. Shouto instantly cried out, nearly blubbering as his erection touched the futon beneath him, it was enough friction for him to cum. Katsuki wished he could be there to at least do something , but Momo was already with him.
Before Shouto could completely cave in on himself, Momo activated the plug. It was beautiful to watch the way he convulsed in the ropework while an incoherent babble of moans was forced from him in equal measure to tears.
Katsuki felt like sex was the only time he would ever see Shouto cry like this. It was probably therapeutic for him to let out all the repressed shit or whatever. Either way, Katsuki found it hot, which wasn’t something he had been expecting to find out at the ripe age of seventeen when they had first started having sex.
Once Momo seemed to decide that Shouto was sufficiently overstimulated, she switched the plug to a low buzz and focused on her ropes instead. Her hands were gentle against his flushed skin while she finished securing the ropes to a series of metal rings behind him. Now that she was finished, Katsuki could see Shouto was caught in an intricate hogtie, the rings connecting to a pulley system on the ceiling.
“I’ve been wanting to do this to you since our first year exams.” Momo confessed gently before giving a hard tug and pulling Shouto into the air. Katsuki snorted at Shouto, who was not even trying to struggle in the ropes holding his form, and instead gasped at the feeling of being tugged up before he was secured in place.
She didn’t have him up very high, just at about waist level in fact. Hopefully, he’d have the chance to take advantage of that.
“You look beautiful, Shouto.” Momo gently brushed against the tear tracks on his cheeks. He was so gone, eyes hazy as he leaned into her touch, Katsuki felt his dick leak and gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making noises. He wanted so badly to go over there and do something. Instead, he waited while Momo took her time to appraise their lover.
A wet gasp escaped from Shouto, his eyes growing wide, when Momo activated the plug once again. She smiled too sweetly, picking apart Shouto’s reactions before she glanced back over to Katsuki, pinning him down with dark eyes.
Katsuki puffed his chest up and locked gazes with Momo for a moment. Neither looked away until a whine from Shouto attracted their attention. He nearly gasped himself at Shouto’s flushed face, eyes unable to see through the haze of pleasure while he was trembling.
“You’re doing so well, baby. I need you to relax for me.” Momo hushed him, soothing touches easing some of the tension out of his body, so that he could relax back into the hold of the ropes, while the vibrator stayed at a low buzz.
With Shouto distracting her, Katsuki managed to use his quirk on the rope just enough to singe through some of the fibers. It wouldn’t hold when the time came but for now he made no further move. He didn’t want to give up the game just yet.
When Momo walked to him, she levelled him with unimpressed gaze. “You’ve always been a brat, Katsuki.” She smirked, eyes flashing with all sorts of promises. “Thankfully, I like the challenge.”
“You’re going to have to try harder than that, princess .”
Momo gave him a backhanded slap that made his head reel despite him expecting the blow. It wasn’t surprising with all of them being pro heroes that she could knock him off balance. If she decided to kill him with her thighs he would probably thank her. But Katsuki wasn’t done pushing.
“Didn’t I just tell you to try harder?” He taunted when she grabbed his jaw harshly, her perfectly manicured nails were digging in enough to make his blood sing. When he just barely looked past her he could see Shouto, trembling in the ropes holding him as he watched with wide eyes.
“I can find some much better uses for that mouth of yours, Katsuki.” Momo promised before she released him only to strike his other cheek, harder than the first.
Fuck, his face stung but the pain was second to how turned on he was. He loved seeing this side of Momo that the world could only dream of. He loved watching her indulge while putting on a show for Shouto. But he wanted to have his own fun; maybe put on a show of his own.
With another explosion from his quirk and a hard tug, Katsuki was free from the binds and immediately tackled Momo down into the futons. He kept her wrists pinned with his hands despite her still holding the small remote, letting his full weight settle on top of her while he grinned triumphantly. “I have some ideas of my own this time, princess.”
Releasing one of her wrists, Katsuki made quick work of ripping her top open and letting his mouth find the soft skin of her breasts. The resulting moan fed his ego, both hands groping her chest while her own hands found their way into his spiky hair. He bit into the skin leading toward her navel before leaning back up. “You act so tough, but you’re still a spoiled princess.”
Momo scoffed and turned the vibrator up, eyes looking over at Shouto instead as she ignored the idea that she was anything but in control. That expression quickly fell when Katsuki pulled down her shorts and slid a finger through the wetness of her folds. Her legs twitched, a gasp escaping her, as Katsuki kept his attention there and enjoyed the warmth of her body.
After teasing her with his fingers for moment, Katsuki pulled her shorts off harshly and buried his face in her cunt without hesitation. Momo actually cried out, hands fisting in Katsuki’s hair as he administered long licks to her folds before shoving his tongue completely inside. He could feel her squirm. One of his hands gripped her thigh while he kept her pinned down by her waist with the other.
Katsuki basked in the moans he was able to force out of Momo with his lips and tongue, listening to them rise in pitch while he was pulled closer to her body. Letting go of her waist, Katsuki focused his mouth on her clit before curling two fingers into her body and feeling her convulse. God, the noises she made were intoxicating. It only made him want to watch her cum on his fingers before having her on his cock.
“That’s right, princess.” He cooed up at her when he slid a third finger in before thrusting them into her body quickly. He had known she was going to cum soon and made no moves to slow down as his tongue pressed against her throbbing clit.
When she did come, it was with a beautiful cry of his name while her cunt squeezed down on his fingers as he rubbed her g-spot. Her thighs were squeezing around his head with the strength of her orgasm while he continued to torture her.
Distantly, Katsuki heard Shouto too as he whimpered and mewled knowing he could do nothing but accept the ruthless stimulation. He looked up, once Momo started to relax into the afterglow, to catch a glimpse of Shouto and was greeted with a sight that went straight to his already throbbing dick.
He was flushed and biting his lips to keep his moans and cries locked up. However, before Katsuki could fully appreciate the view, Momo’s thighs regained their hold of him as she tugged him down by his hair roughly. And yeah , he moaned like a bitch when she pulled his hair.
Katsuki found himself on his back, hands now secured above him in leather cuffs and Momo sitting on his stomach. He hadn’t even processed when she made the cuffs. Even though she had the upper hand now, Momo’s chest was still heaving in the wake of her intense orgasm.
“You’re such an obedient slut, Katsuki.” The words nearly ripped the air from his lungs as he tried to process her meaning. “Given complete control of the situation and you still use your mouth just like I told you to.” Momo traced her nails down from his collarbone to his right nipple before tugging at the barbell piercing there, eliciting a moan he couldn’t stop.
“I bet you wanted to come so badly earlier, when you were fucking Shouto’s mouth. And I bet you want to come inside me right now, don’t you?”
Katsuki felt speechless. He had never felt so horny in his fucking life and then he felt another hard slap, and was somehow more turned on.
“I expect an answer, Katsuki.”
“Yes, mistress .” He let the answer out immediately, letting himself relax into the submission.
Momo chuckled, soft and warm, as she stroked across his cheekbone before placing a gentle kiss onto his lips. The kiss was tender and chaste, a sharp change from their previous struggle.
“I promise you’ll get your reward.”
“F-fuck! Momo!” Katsuki couldn’t stop himself from thrusting up as she sunk down on him. It took everything in him not to come right there with how slick and tight she was around him.
Momo also moaned, seated on top of him in only her stockings with the vibrators remote tucked into them and at the max setting. If he looked past her he could see tears starting to gather in Shouto’s and his cock was dripping freely. He was about to come if he hadn’t already.
Momo she squeezed tight and so fucking perfect around him. “If you can make me come again then you can come inside me. Can you do that?”
“Yes, yes! Please Momo!” Katsuki pleaded, hands fisted above him in frustration.
“Show me how good you can be.” Momo took the cuffs off and Katsuki’s hands immediately gripped her hips in an effort to help change the angle. He knew just how to get Momo to come and after eating her out earlier he hoped it would be enough.
The pace was erratic as he just focused on the roll of her body against his own and tried to hold off his own orgasm. Momo looked breathtaking, stray pieces of hair falling from her ponytail while a flush rode high on her cheeks and was highlighted on her nipples.
After a few more desperate thrusts Katsuki could almost cry from relief when Momo screamed out his own name as she clenched tight around him through the waves of her second climax. He sobbed out his own orgasm seconds later, spilling deep inside her while all his muscles felt like they were going to turn into jelly.
Collapsed against his chest and gasping for air, Momo clumsily retrieved the remote to Shouto’s vibrator from her left stocking. Pulling Katsuki out of her with shaking thighs, he just let himself shiver at the sensation and sink into the futon beneath him.
Getting comfortable on top of Katsuki, Momo turned the vibrator back down and made Shouto sob at the sudden lack of stimulation. He closed his eyes, enjoying the warm weight settled on him, when her voice cut through his sleepy haze. “What’s your color, Katsuki?”
“Green. I’m doing real good.” He answered with a tired smile, forcing himself to open his eyes again while she watched Shouto carefully.
“Good. You should drink some water while I finish with Shouto. Do some stretches.” She instructed gently, tracing soothing patterns into his chest.
“I know, I know.” He yawned back, rolling his wrists out above his head as he tried to pull his body from the sluggish effect of the afterglow.
After another couple of breaths, Momo got up from Katsuki and grimaced at the wet feeling of cum on her thighs. “We’ll need to clean up.”
“I can take care of that in a moment.” Katsuki offered, sitting up slowly as he rolled all his loose joints and tested all the muscles for stiffness.
“Water first.” Momo reminded, while she set her sights on Shouto. The look in her eyes promised something on the edge of unbearable.
Knowing Momo would scold him if he didn’t comply, Katsuki turned his focus towards a table nearby that had various snacks and drinks on it. She always made sure to have their favorites stocked for every scene they did, wanting to do anything to make them comfortable afterwards as well as during.
Ignoring the way it made his heart clench, Katsuki just grabbed a bottle of water and chugged it down. The coolness of it made him realize how parched he had been but it didn’t matter now. Retrieving a washcloth, Katsuki knelt behind Momo and began to clean up the mess he had made while pressing kisses and bites to the skin of her thighs.
He could hear Shouto’s desperate noises around them but focused on his task first, making sure Momo was nice and clean. He was more than happy to enjoy the pleasant warmth of his afterglow while Momo focused on taking apart Shouto.
Once she was clean, Katsuki wiped himself down lazily before tossing the rag away and settling into the futons instead. His body felt heavy after being teased for way too long and the material beneath him was pleasantly cool.
At some point he must have dozed off, because now Momo was shaking him gently and helping him sit up. Shouto was sleeping peacefully beside him, red rope marks crisscrossing his pale skin and dried tear tracks on his cheeks. Katsuki knew he was going to enjoy pressing against the various bruises covering Shouto’s body in the weeks to come.
“Looks like you wore him out.” Katsuki commented, ruffling Shouto’s candy cane hair gently while he leaned into Momo, who was working the tension out of his own shoulders.
“You were both perfect.” Momo praised, hands warm on his skin as she worked at the muscles. “I had a lot of fun, Katsuki.”
“You were so hot, babe. Love it when you rough us up.” Katsuki watched as Shouto began to come back from whatever dimension Momo had managed to fuck him into.
Shouto groaned softly curling into Katsuki while he pouted at the very idea of being awake. Katsuki just snorted and playfully swatted at the bruises on Shouto’s ass, eliciting a lovely cry from the man in question. “I wanna fuck you too.”
“Greedy.” Momo teased, while Shouto glared at him.
“You actually got to nap,” Shouto pointed out, rolling onto his stomach and getting comfortable which Katsuki took as all the invitation he needed.
“Don’t worry,” Katsuki assured, squeezing his dick to work himself back to full hardness. “We made sure you wouldn’t be working tomorrow.”
“How kind of you.” Katsuki could practically hear Shouto rolling his eyes and decided to slap his ass again.
“Snarky bastard.” He commented before dipping his thumb into Shouto’s wet entrance just to hear him gasp.
“I want Shouto’s mouth this time.” Momo smiled, laying out comfortably on the futons with her legs spread invitingly. Always eager, Shouto immediately moved to occupy the offered space and set to work.
As much as Katsuki hated to admit it, Shouto was better with his mouth than any of them. Not only could he make either of them fall apart in moments through his pure talent, he used his quirk in ways that punched the air from his lungs. Momo moaned in appreciation, tugging Shouto closer by the roots of his hair while her thighs wrapped around his head.
It was a beautiful sight, the two of them working in tandem, but Katsuki had a goal of his own. With little warning, he pushed himself deep into Shouto and groaned at the searing heat of his body. Being inside Shouto was a unique experience with the way his quirk slightly flared on both sides.
Whatever noise he had made upon being entered was lost as he continued to eat Momo out with determined focus. Momo looked like she was already close to coming, head tossed back while whines fought to get past her bitten lips. Gripping Shouto’s hip tightly, Katsuki drilled himself just a bit deeper before focusing on slow movements. He wanted to make Shouto feel the heavy drag of his cock inside him.
He continued, slow and purposeful, until he could feel Shouto’s thighs quiver everytime he pushed as deep as he could. Temperatures fluctuated around and beneath him, making him release a stuttering moan while he tried not to come right then and there.
Above him, Momo wasn’t so lucky and cried out sweetly as Shouto continued to lick and suck her through her orgasm. When she had finally released her tight hold on Shouto, Katsuki grabbed his hips and pulled him back onto his dick, hard. A loud cry was forced from Shouto as Katsuki bent over his lover and moved with quick snaps of his hips.
It felt good to just close his eyes and chase his release for a moment, enjoying the swears and attempts at his name as he fucked Shouto. His own eyes were forced back open when he felt Momo’s slick fingers push into him while she rolled and tugged at his nipple piercing with her other hand.
“Fuck!” He felt so close and pushed harder into Shouto, trying to angle for his prostate in hopes of making him come first. Thankfully, Shouto fell apart under the attention, his voice cracking on a scream as he came across his stomach. Only a few thrusts later, Katsuki swore loudly, his toes curling with the intensity of his own release as he stayed pressed deep inside Shouto.
They began to disentangle at Momo’s prodding, skin getting wiped down once they were separated before all of them moved over to a clean futon and collapsed into a pile of limbs. Katsuki had pulled Shouto against his chest before tugging Momo to join the two of them.
“You should rest too.” He watched her carefully as she joined them, Shouto already snoring away softly.
“Oh, I’m plenty relaxed now.” She replied, giggling a bit while taking one of Katsuki’s hands to kiss his palm. “I had a lot of fun doing this.”
“Me too.” It was an honest comment, her eyes seemed to glimmer with joy at it.
“It was hot watching you two.” Shouto mumbled from between them, making Katsuki scoff.
“Go back to sleep, idiot.”
Shouto snorted, pulling the two of them closer. “You two need to sleep too.”
Katsuki let himself be tugged on, his boyfriend drifting off again easily while he allowed himself to relax. Thank fuck neither of them were working tomorrow.