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Cupid's Chokehold (3.7k)

"I'm falling in love with you."

It rolls off your tongue without a second thought, and you relish the relief of your confession. Katsuki can't control his surprise, and you can read his answer off his face, and for a brief moment, you regret making your move.

The sting of rejection is quickly numbed purely by willpower, and you laugh airily.

"You have a terrible poker face," you tease lightly. You steel yourself for the next part by deeply breathing through your teeth. "You aren't interested in me."

"It's not like that," Katsuki mumbles quietly, his ears turning pink. "I need to focus on my career. We both do."

"Gotcha," you whisper, looking off into space, head turned away from him. "No, you're right." You clear your throat and begin to wrap up your trash from your forgotten lunch.

Katsuki seems to want to stop you, but he's silent as he watches you step out of your seat and make a quick visit to the nearest trash bin.

"Look, we're good," you assure him as you prepare to end this shared meal. "Nothing's changed. We're partners."

Katsuki raises a brow at you, remaining in his seat. "Then how come you're leaving?"

You respond with a dry laugh, fighting down the pit in the back of your throat. "Give a girl a second to wallow, Bakugo," you huff. Shrugging, you awkwardly shift your weight back and forth between your stance. "At least I won't be so distracted during patrols anymore."

It's your weak attempt to lighten the mood. Although, it's hard to commit when trying to come to terms with your rejection. Unfortunately, Katsuki doesn't find it amusing, and his expression remains a combination of surprise and confusion.

"I won't be as weird tomorrow," you brush off sheepishly. "Get home safe." With a single nod, you turn to leave before anything can stop you.

You feel like you can breathe again once you shut your door and feel your car engine rumble to life. Before you can shift gears, a wave of embarrassment and shame washes over you, and you throw your head back against your seat.

Pressing your hands against your face, you let out a sound of anguish, feeling like a fool. Raking your fingers back through your hair, you sigh.

"You just can't shut up sometimes, can you?" Your voice is quiet as it disturbs the otherwise silence in your car. "Brush it off. You're not dying." You shake your head and quickly note where the alcohol in your apartment is for when you get home.

Katsuki doesn't notice anything different about your dynamic in the days following your confession. You make eye contact easily and banter with him like nothing has happened. You're civil and, for the most part, stay on task during patrol.

You're the perfect partner, and yet, Katsuki can sense something has shifted.

"You're late," he grumbles, glaring at you as you stride to your desk with a compostable coffee cup in your hands.

"Would you relax," you dismiss him with a flimsy wave of your hand. You drop your bag onto your chair and start peeling off your layers. "We don't start for another ten minutes. I'll be right back."

You disappear to change into your uniform, and Katsuki takes this opportunity to invade your privacy.

"You don't drink coffee," he states skeptically after bringing your cup up to his nose and taking a whiff. The stench from the coffee is strong but not enough to cover up the scent of your lipstick coating the mouthpiece. He didn't even realize you wore makeup.

"Hey, don't drink my drink," you chastise as soon as you return, adjusting the sleeves of your uniform.

"You don't even like coffee," he accuses, setting your cup back on your desk. You respond with an incredulous laugh.

"No, you don't like coffee," you correct him. "I'm perfectly happy drinking coffee."

"Why would you need to drink it anyways? Didn't you get enough sleep?" Katsuki's glare softens as he gives you a quick scan, picking up the exhaustion clouding your eyes and the tentative way you handle your stationery. "Did you at least eat something? I don't need you passing out on me during a fight."

"You almost sound worried," you say with a dry tone, covering it up with a hollow chuckle. "Where's the trust, man?"

"There is none," Katsuki bites back quickly, but the humored glint in your eyes relieves him. "Are you almost ready to head out?"

"Can we ever just start when our shift starts?" You groan with a roll of your eyes as you return your stationery to their respective spots on your desk.

"Being on time is being late," Katsuki reminds you of what feels like the millionth time since he's met you.

He can hear you poorly imitate him behind his back, but when he turns to glare at you, you're inspecting your nails and obviously feigning innocence.

It's all too normal for his liking, and he's unsure why. He should feel grateful that you're not awkward after your confession and that you've moved past it and carried on your professionalism, but he's not. Not entirely, at least.

A little part of him can't stop hearing your confession.

"I'm falling in love with you."

Every time he meets your eyes, there's a brief pause, and Katsuki can't tell if it's imagination. You glow whenever you smile, even if it's not directed at him, and he can't look away from you.

You still grab lunch with him after your shifts, although now there's a thin blanket of tension veiling your conversations. And, outside of work, there's no contact from you.

Katsuki misses the days when you'd message him in the morning before your shifts, asking if he wanted anything from the shop that you stopped by for quick meals. He'd never take you up on your offer, but now he'll see you walk in with a to-go cup and wonder if you forgot to text him. He knows the truth, though.

You're trying to get over him. He can see right through your efforts, no matter how subtle you're trying to be. Katsuki notices the way you freeze up whenever he brushes his hand against your arm or grabs at you to check for injuries.

Every time, without fail, you'll clear your throat and yank yourself away from him, avoiding his accusing glare.

"I'm fine," you grit out, holding your arm that's obviously in pain. "I'll be good. Thanks."

Just let me take care of you, Katsuki will think bitterly to himself, watching you stagger away and doing nothing about it. You never used to be this difficult when he was just trying to do his job.

You'd argue that caring for you wasn't part of the job, and he'd find every fiber of him disagreeing with you.

"What are you doing this Friday?"

You're obviously surprised once you comprehend what Katsuki is asking towards the end of your patrol. You look flustered and waging an internal battle in your head.

"My idiot friends are having their monthly get-together," Katsuki explains, uncharacteristically mumbling. "They asked if you wanted to join."

"What?" You laugh, amusement washing away your nerves. "You're inviting me? What are they holding over you to do this?"

Katsuki glares at you, irritated that you guessed correctly. Mina threatened him to invite you, otherwise, she'd show up unannounced at the agency and introduce herself.

Normally, he'd go unphased by her threats, but ever since your confession, Katsuki's felt a shred of anguish that you'll disappear one day.

Even if he couldn't give you the relationship you hoped for, he wanted to provide for you somehow. And, if he had to expose you to his personal life a little more, then he was okay with that. As long as it meant you'd stay with him.

"They threatened to ambush us during a patrol if I didn't."

You fail to stifle your laugh, and Katsuki hopes to elicit more of that from you.

"I appreciate the offer," you eventually answer, and Katsuki feels elated at your initial positivity. It quickly dissipates when you reject his invitation. "I have plans this Friday, actually. For once." You laugh at your deprecating allusion, but Katsuki maintains his aloof expression.

"Suddenly, you're too good for my friends?" It was meant to be a joke, but his abrasive tone reveals his vulnerable ego.

You visibly hesitate to respond, and Katsuki wonders what you're fighting yourself on. What are you holding back from him?

"I have plans already," you repeat with more force, finalizing your explanation, and Katsuki feels irritation bubbling in his stomach.

You didn't make plans that required you to leave your apartment often – Katsuki knew this. You lived with your best friend, so most of your time outside of work was spent at home. Whenever you managed to come across real plans that involved wearing nicer clothes than sweatpants, you'd normally chat Katsuki's ear off about your anticipation.

"Do you have a date?" He blurts his question out before he can comprehend the thought, and he can feel the tips of his ears get warm with embarrassment.

You can't fight back the surprise from reaching your face, and Katsuki knows the answer before you nod.

You laugh sheepishly at getting caught, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear – a nervous habit Katsuki has caught on to after two years of working with you.

"Yeah, I do," you murmur, looking everywhere but at him. "My roommate set it up with her boyfriend's friend."

How come you didn't tell me, he wants to ask, but he already knows. "Is he nice?"

"Yeah, he's..." He watches your eyes glaze over as you get stuck in your head before clearing your throat. "He's nice. Why?"

Katsuki shrugs, feigning indifference. Inside, he's frustrated, but he knows he shouldn't be.

You're his partner. His work partner.

As long as this random head that's taking you out doesn't distract you during your patrols – when you're with him – then he can't shouldn't complain.

"Will you tell me how it goes?" His question is quiet because he's embarrassed to ask, but he wants to know. He knows not knowing will bother him, and he can't explain to himself why.

"Um, sure," you hesitate to answer, almost questioning yourself.

You keep details of your date private from him after Friday comes and goes. The curiosity eats at Katsuki whenever he catches you glancing at your phone or smiling at yourself at your desk, but he keeps it to himself.

Your shift today was harder than usual. A few minor misdemeanors followed up with a villain attack.

You could tell that Katsuki was frustrated throughout the whole time, keeping quiet and growling to himself more often than usual.

After, when you were packing up your things to leave for the day, you noticed Katsuki sitting at his desk with his head hanging low. His arms are relaxed against the chair handles and you think he looks defeated as people walk past him without a glance.

"Trying to get food?" You pipe up, sliding past him to lean back against his desk. You keep your demeanor light, resting your hands against the surface and keeping your chin up. "I'm starving."

"You head out without me," he mumbles, flicking his hand.

"Nah," you hum, smiling at him with encouragement. "Come eat with me."

"Wouldn't that make your boyfriend uncomfortable?"

Boyfriend? You frown at your partner, tilting your head with a curious look.

"My nonexistent boyfriend would probably be more concerned with my obnoxious partner giving me attitude when I'm hungry."

Katsuki finally looks up at you, and you widen your eyes in exaggeration.

"Oh my god, finally," you rasp, holding your hand against your chest. "I was planning on getting you a vest for your birthday to help you with your posture."

"You don't even know when my birthday is," he answers with a sneer, but it doesn't phase you.

"Of course I know when your birthday is, Bakugo," you tell him. "Now, can we please go eat?" You bounce off of his desk and pat his bare shoulder, shortly relishing the satisfying warmth that emits from his body.

Katsuki catches you by surprise when he holds your hand against his arm, squeezing gently.

"Are you okay?" You ask him, knowing what his answer will be but hoping for a rare moment of vulnerability.

"Just tired," he mumbles, not looking at you. You smile softly, understanding where his exhaustion might be coming from, and use your other hand to pat his spiky head.

"You're working hard," you remind him with sympathy. "You did a good job today."

Katsuki doesn't say anything, just responds with a nod.

You start to pull away, but he holds you in place for another moment. Your heart stutters in your chest, and you're hit with a familiar wave of infatuation that you've been desperate to avoid.

"We did a good job today," he finally says. "We're partners."

"I know, Bakugo." As badly as I want to be more, we're just partners. "You're not getting rid of me, unfortunately."

You're forced to yank your hand out of his, avoiding his glare when he turns back to look at you.

"Let's head out already," you plead, creating some distance between you before checking back to see if he's following you.

You can't fight back your smile when you find him out of his seat and pacing over to you.

Katsuki hates seeing you in Mina's apartment. It's like his worlds are colliding, and he's still not mentally prepared after a week.

He's grateful you let him pick you up and take you instead of finding your way there. He's also quietly pleased that you're glued to his side because you don't know any of his friends.

"I hope your friend likes this wine," you nervously babble in his ear, and it makes his skin vibrate with how close you are. "How do you not know what alcohol your friends like?"

"Cause I don't care," he bites back, arms crossed over his chest and sending you his normal glare. "And you shouldn't either. Not like they're your friends."

That was obviously not the right thing to say, and Katsuki immediately regrets it when he watches your expression fall.

"Then, why did you invite me?" You sound frustrated and lean away from him slightly. "What am I doing here?"

"Saving me from a night of nuisances."

Katsuki thinks he hears you mumble "Typically," but doesn't respond because Mina and Eijiro approach.

"Hey, Bakubro," Eijiro greets with a wide smile, clapping a hand against Katsuki's arm. "And hello to you too!"

You give them your name with a polite smile and present Mina with your gift. Katsuki has to fight the urge to put his arm around you – to protect you from his friend.

"I didn't know what to bring, but I hope you like this wine."

Mina squeals in delight, taking the bottle from your hands and inspecting it before throwing herself at you. Katsuki's skin prickles at the sight.

"I love wine!" She cries with glee. "You're so considerate! Bakugo never brings me anything."

"When do you ever bring me anything?"

"When do you invite me over?"

The glare Katsuki sends Mina is fatal, but she's unbothered, much to your apparent satisfaction.

"Let's open this right now!" Mina drags you away by the arm, and your panicked expression is enough to bring a soft smile to Katsuki's lips.

"So, she's the partner?" Eijiro takes your spot next to Katsuki and nudges his arm. "Think she's into you?"

The question makes Katsuki scoff, sending his friend a silencing look.

"She is? How'd you find out?"

"She told me," he answers gruffly. "Over a month ago."

Eijiro's eyes almost bug out of his head with how surprised he is.

"Why didn't you say anything? That's awesome, dude."

"Why would that be awesome?"

"Because it's obvious you're into her too?" Eijiro's brows furrow as he looks at Katsuki, who feels a burning fire in his chest light up.

"Excuse me?"

Eijiro sighs, scratching the dark scruff under his jaw. "Come on, man."

"What?"

"You invited her to Mina's shindig," Eijiro points out. "You've been her partner for, what? A few years now, and you're finally bringing her around to meet us?" Katsuki just glares at him.

"Maybe you should mind your business," he tells his friend.

"You're defensive because you know I'm making a good point."

"When have you ever made a good point?"

Eijiro feigns offense when he puckers his bottom lip out in a pout. "I've been known to have good insight occasionally."

"This isn't one of those occasions." Katsuki notices you reappear from the kitchen with Mina, carrying four glasses of wine between you. He clears his throat obnoxiously, successfully silencing Eijiro with a look this time around.

"Hey, here's a glass," you tell him, handing him one from your hand. Katsuki takes it but isn't sure what to do with it.

"I didn't ask for this," he mentions as Mina hands Eijiro his glass.

"He means, 'thank you'," Eijiro answers for him.

"You don't speak for me," Katsuki barks, but your soft laughter kills his irritation.

"Don't worry, I know how he works," you tell his friends as you sip your drink. "He's actually holding my second glass for me."

Mina giggles at your statement, but the smile on your lips tells Katsuki that you aren't joking.

A short while later, after Mina moves on to her other guests and Katsuki has resituated you and him on the couch, you swap glasses with him.

You're invested in a conversation with Sero, angled away from Katsuki, but your legs are curled under you, and the fabric of your socks flick against his legs.

"I'll be back," he mumbles as he rises to his feet, empty wine glass in hand.

He finds himself in Mina's kitchen, a few guests lingering around and chatting. He comes across the wine you brought, empty in an ocean of half-drunk bottles.

Before returning to the couch, he refills your first glass with another wine he finds himself hoping you'll like. You're alone and on your phone by the time he comes back.

"Decide to join in on the fun?" You ask with a beaming smile once you realize he's returned. Katsuki finds himself pleased at the sight of you dropping your phone into your lap without hesitation as he falls into the cushion next to you.

"For you," he says plainly. "For when you finish that glass."

You frown at him playfully, taking another swig from his original glass. "You trying to get me drunk?"

"God, no," he exasperates. "Wanna make sure you're having a good time."

"Good call filling up another glass then," you laugh.

I know how you work too, he finds himself thinking.

"I am having a good time, though," you confess, resting your hand on his leg and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Thank you for inviting me. I like your friends."

"I think they like you more than they like me."

"Everybody likes me more than they like you. That's how our dynamic works."

Our dynamic. Everything you tell him comes out more meaningful than he assumes you intend. Katsuki doesn't know when that started to happen.

He cherishes the dynamic between you, and for the first time, he's worried that it's in jeopardy. That it's been strained since you confessed to him, and, right now, he's on borrowed time with you.

"Thank you," he tells you. "For coming. You didn't have to."

"I did, though, " you correct him. "Mina tells me she would have shown up unannounced at the agency if you kept me from her any longer."

"Well, she's an idiot."

You give him a knowing smile, leaning against his arm. "Then, you're an idiot by association."

"Shut the hell up."

Your gentle laughter is muffled by the wine glass against your lips. You finish your drink in a single sip and immediately hold the emptied glass to Katsuki. He wordlessly switches your glasses.

He watches intently as you take an experimental sip from the wine he chose for you, and the satisfied hum you release tells him you approve of his choice.

"This is really good. Nice choice," you tell him, holding it out for him. "Did you try it?"

"I'm driving us, remember?" He glares at you for your ridiculous question, but you roll your eyes.

"It's a sip, Katsu-" You stop yourself midway, and Katsuki notices the flush in your cheeks, but not without actively searching for it. "it's just a sip, okay? Try it."

You're shoving the rim of the glass to his lips before he can call you out on your mistake. He reluctantly takes a little sip and his face twists in disgust.

"I don't like wine," he tells you, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand after you spill some against his face.

"Well, that's a shame," you sigh dejectedly, throwing back the remaining wine with a few swigs. Even Katsuki knows wine isn't chugging alcohol. "I'm gonna run to the bathroom."

And when you return a few minutes later, Katsuki notices you curl up in your seat a little further from him.

an: wrote this for @/sarahlovesseb ♡

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iddybiddysquish · 1 year

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I Regret - Todoroki x Bakugou x Shinsou x Reader

Masterlist: Here

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Gender: AFAB

Warnings: Vaginal fingering, marking, A/B/O quirk, arousal quirk, crampie, anal, anal fingering, biting, marking, unsafe sex, foursome - not good with terminology to let me know if I've missed anything!

Notes: Feedback is welcomed and I hope you have a good time reading! This is quite self indulgent and my first time writing smut so be gentle with me pls <3 Reader has the ability to copy and edit quirks! Not beta read, we die like men.

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'I regret everything.' I whined as I laid in my bed, thighs heavy with slick as I came for the 12th time that morning. It has only been an hour or so since I'd awoken to an aching need in my cunt that was impossible to ignore and a fever so hot that I was starting to see stars.

I was exhausted and yet nowhere near satisfied. I knew I was going to need to call in sick with how painful this arousal is.

It took me a while to figure out what the cause was. At first I thought I'd been hit with an arousal quirk in my sleep, as impossible as that is. However the more I looked into the quirks I'd copied at random that took my interest, I discovered something that I didn't know when I copied the quirks.

Quirk: A/B/O

This quirk gives the user characteristics of the A/B/O genre, including giving them a second gender. This gives them claws and fangs that can retract as well as basics such as enhanced senses and physiological changes such as scent glands and enhanced animalistic thinking.

Quirk: Estrus

This quirk gives the user the ability to cast uncontrollable arousal in individuals who are touched or are within a 5 m distance.

Apparently, this included heat and rut cycles as well as an estrus cycle, the latter of which is experienced because of the quirk with the same name - side effects of both quirks. It's not helped by the fact that I was weeping out of every hole - even my ass now had a uterus and there was a third uterus with a vaginal opening in me perineum, between my anus and normal vagina, both with slick pouring out of them, like male Omega’s can get in the Omegaverse and it was killing me. Three vaginas was too much to contend with when all I had were handheld toys at my disposal.

'I don't have enough hands for this shit.'

What made things worse was that I was capable of experiencing a mating season as well as a heat or a rut despite not being an Alpha, which confused me. I was clearly an Omega - even having the male equivalent of uteruses.

To cum more readily I even activated a quirk that gave me both male and female genitalia but the friction, despite my slick, was starting to hurt my sensitive head and thick knot that had formed from my last orgasm, and I was nowhere near feeling satisfied. So I deactivated it and wiped my hands clean before searching for my phone with disdain.

I am irritable and whiny all whilst pining for an Alpha to be submissive towards. It's a weird concoction that I wasn't appreciating as I laid in what I now realised was a nest of blankets and pillows I'd created to house myself as I cried from over and under stimulation.

Everything was made worse by the fact that I had no clue how long this would last.

‘Is this monthly or annually?’

The more I looked into this quirk the worse I felt, especially as I discovered I would have an annual mating season, would go into heat monthly, would go into estrus biweekly and would go in a rut whenever someone else experienced either one of these phenomena - so I could experience all of these at once, as I was, on top of an estrus cycle that corresponds with my menstrual cycle. I would’ve breathed a sigh of relief if I didn’t remember that there are many other people who would go through heat, estrus and or mating season, meaning I would be triggered into a rut by these and could even be triggered just by using the Estrus quirk.

‘I blame Tokoyami’s mating season…!’ I groaned, ‘Then at least it would just be a heat, estrus and a mating season…’

I wanted to cry.

“I can’t take this any more.” I moaned, deciding quickly I needed to call the school and explain what was going on. I needed help with this; there must be someone with a similar quirk that they’ve known about. After all, I copied these things from someone else.

Much to my surprise, when I explained to the receptionist I needed to speak to Aizawa, I was passed to him relatively quickly.

“(L/N)-san.” he greeted, “Are you unwell?”

“Something like that.” I groaned, crossing my legs tightly, “I’m in a very… difficult situation and I need some guidance.”

“I can help you in class if you want?” he begged, “If you get here sooner we can discuss it before class.”

“I… I don’t know if I can come to class.” I basically whispered. Aizawa frowned at this on the other side of the line with concern.

“Should I be concerned, (L/N)-san?” I sighed.

“I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you tell me the problem first?” he begged, walking down the hallway to get away from people, realising quickly that this was a private conversation, “Then I can tailor my aid better.” I groaned.

“This is going to be super awkward, so I’m sorry.” I warned, earning a grunt which sent a painful zap towards my clit, making me flush, “I copied a quirk.”

“Uh-huh…” he nodded when I didn’t say anything else for a few seconds.

“It’s given me a clusterfuck of hormones.” I explained slowly, “I’m essentially experiencing a mating season, a heat and a rut simultaneously as well as an estrus cycle - they are different. And I’m a bit scared.”

“... I wasn’t expecting that.” he admitted, rubbing the bridge of his nose, “I assume you’re in halls?” I nodded.

“Yeah.” I laughed humorlessly, “I know, right? I only discovered this would happen today because it’s happening now.

“I didn’t think to look at the weaknesses when I copied the quirk. It just seemed so interesting I couldn’t pass it up. Even if I edit the quirks I can't get rid of what I'm experiencing right now.”

“Stay in the halls.” he confirmed, “I’ll do some research and see what strings I can pull. You won’t be the first to experience either one of those things and I doubt you’ll be the last.

“For now, remain in your room. I’ll explain to the class that you’re having some… complications with your quirk and not to visit you.” he hummed, looking over at the watch on his wrist, “I’ll try to contact you by the end of the day and recommend you stockpile some food whilst the others are gone.” I nodded.

“Thanks sensei. I appreciate it.” he nodded.

“I’ll talk to you later. Stay safe.”

“You, too.”

And just like that I breathed a sigh of relief and laid back down, hand drifting down to my painfully empty holes and clit, only to come away with heavy slick dripping from my fingers. I groaned, pulling my head into a pillow and screaming for a few minutes before going back to playing with myself, unable to hold on for much longer without some kind of stimulation.

“-I heard there’s a new dessert in the cafeteria today.” Bakugou rolled his eyes at Denki as he walked with pep in his step besides himself and Kirishima. He didn’t say anything as Kirishima raised his brows and begged back what it was as though he didn’t know himself.

Bakugou played along.

However Denki eyed Bakugou with a triumphant grin as he confirmed, “A spicy chocolate mousse!”

“Sounds right up your street, huh, Bakugou?”

“Hn.” he noted, not sparing a glance towards either party as he entered the classroom, making his way towards his desk. Denki deflated at the response, following Bakugou besides Kirishima.

“Aw man, did Kirishima already tell you?!” Said red-head shook his head.

“Nah man. That’s just Bakugou for you.” he chuckled, earning another eye roll from the spiky haired fellow.

“Doesn’t it excite you?!” Denki whined, earning a snort.

“Do I look excited?” he begged sarcastically.

“C’mon Bakubro!” Kirishima chimed in, slinging his arm around him, “You love spice!” Bakugou gave a ‘tch’ before shoving him off.

“Whatever, Shitty Hair. And don't call me that!"

"Do you think you'll surpass All Might?" Iida begged Midoriya as Uraraka, Shinsou and Todoroki walked beside them, "You do have very similar quirks."

"Although Midoriya has other abilities unlike All Might." Uraraka pointed out, "Like Black Whip!" Midoriya began to flush at this and began to protest when Todoroki looked over at him.

"He has the strength for it." Todoroki agreed, smirking, "But he has me to contend with."

Shinsou snorted.

"And Bakugou." Iida noted as Midoriya nodded.

"We're a formidable class." He concurred as each teen entered the classroom. Immediately Iida and Shinsou went to their desks but the rest hung out in the back by Todoroki.

"Man, I wonder what I'm gonna have for lunch today!" Uraraka cheered. Midoriya laughed and nodded.

"I'm going to have sukiyaki." Todoroki smiled, "We deserve a treat after the sports festival." Midoriya nodded in agreement.

"Everyone did so well this round. Especially you, Todoroki." Todoroki nodded, humming in agreement.

Shinsou yawned in his seat before resting his head on his hand as he waited for class to start. He looked over at Denki and saw him seemingly deflate before he caught his eye. Shinsou blinked when he began to make his way over to Shinsou as Kirishima continued to make small talk with Bakugou.

"Hey bud!" He beamed, making Shinsou nod his way, "Bakugou wasn't as excited as I'd hoped about the dessert." He whined. Shinsou raised a brow his way.

"When is he ever excited?"

"I know but still I-"

“Good morning, students.” Aizawa greeted, catching everyone off guard, Denki and Kirishima and the others running to their seats as soon as he entered the room.

“You’re here early, sir?” Yaoyorozu spoke up, raising her arm. Aizawa nodded.

“I have an announcement.” he confirmed, “As you know, Tokoyami is still off. However (L/N)-san is having some complications with her quirk.

“As a result it would be wise for you all to leave her be in her room and don’t communicate with her until it resolves. It’s likely to last for at least a week.”

“So we won’t see her at all?” Ashido begged, earning the shake of a head.

“But what about food?” Hagakure begged, “(L/N)-san eats a lot.” Aizawa removed some of his hair from his face, thinking about the response, before answering.

“We might need to ask one of you to deliver the food to her door.” he concluded with distaste, “It’s not ideal but it’s imperative that all of you leave her alone. It might be best to have one of the girls to deliver the meals…” he sighed, fingers to the bridge of his nose, “Although that might not help.”

“Is she well?” Uraraka begged, concerned. Aizawa nodded.

“She’s not sick. It’s just something related to her quirk.”

“Why do they have to be female?” Iida begged, raising his arm. Aizawa groaned.

“It’s not necessary. But it would be best that all the men stay away from her door.”

“Why?” Kirishima begged, “What would require only the men to stay away?”

“Is it the same reason as Tokoyami?” Asui begged, raising her hand before Aizawa could respond. He sighed.

“Wait, why is Tokoyami away?” Midoriya begged her way.

“Mating season.” Asui noted casually with a shrug.

"Oh hell yeah!" Mineta cheered, causing Sero to cringe.

"You are banned from that floor, Mineta." Aizawa warned, his hair flying all over the place as he glared, earning a gulp from the boy. His words caused everyone to turn back to Aizawa, who was rubbing his temples.

“It’s a private matter. That’s all you need to know.” Bakugou raised a brow at this.

“So who’s gonna feed her?” he begged with a glare. Immediately everyone turned to Bakugou, causing his brow to twitch violently, “Why me?!”

“You love cooking.” Todoroki stated as though it were obvious. Shinsou snorted and Bakugou ‘tched’ and looked away sharply, glaring ahead of him as Aizawa looked at his watch again before divulging into the remaining announcements. Shinsou paid half attention to the announcements before he got his stuff out for English class.

(F/N) was on everyone’s mind in that moment. Some worried about her, others just wondering what she was going though. It’s not like she’d told anyone that this was coming up, meaning it had to have been something even she wasn’t aware of.

Some of those people were Bakugou, Todoroki and Shinsou.

Shinsou thought much about the circumstances with (L/N). He knew she'd be fine eventually, but that didn't mean he wasn't concerned. It was enough to distract him from class for the remainder of the day.

(L/N) and Shinsou had gotten close after the first sports festival and more so once he moved to the Hero course where they saw each other constantly. It helped that she sat next to him in class.

She'd also been assigned to be his sparring partner by Aizawa for extra training and boy did she run him through the ringer. She knew what she was doing and he found it difficult not to fall for her, both literally and figuratively.

So he was a little perturbed by the news. He knew her quirk was versatile in its abilities since she could copy quirks, but he didn't expect this.

Todoroki had been making good friends for the first time since pretty much ever. He was always socially awkward because of his earlier years, but he was finally rewriting that chapter of his life.

One of those friends was (L/N). They spent a lot of their time studying and sparring together but lately they'd started to get closer by sharing personal details and stories about their family lives. Although they lived rather different lives, Todoroki found himself amazed at the girl's ability to empathise. It was endearing and a quality that reminded his of his sister - sweet, kind and loving. It was something he longed for from the girl.

So it was safe to say he, too, was concerned when those words left Aizawa's mouth.

Bakugou, on the other hand, wouldn’t consider most of the group his ‘friends’, but lately he’d also gotten closer to the (H/C)-headed girl who often watched him cook like it was a professional sport. Of course, she offered to help, but Bakugou concluded that she was a disaster to the kitchen and refused once he’d learnt his lesson.

So it was safe to say he was somewhat concerned, though if you asked compared to the other two boys, of course he wasn’t. Why would he worry about some extra?

If only they knew they should be concerned for other reasons.

I waited and waited until I knew the coast was clear. The only other person would’ve been Tokoyami two floors below, but he was staying at home, so for the first time I was on my own in the halls. Despite this, I was nervous to leave the safety of my nest to the point that I waited for far longer than I needed to.

It just didn’t feel right.

Opening the door I went to walk forward, but found myself freezing in the spot at all the scents.

“Oh… my god.” I reeled, gulping.

It took me a good few minutes just standing there in order to get used to all the smells. Some were pleasant, some were repulsive.

But others were tasty.

‘The strongest scent is…’ I realised quickly, mouth watering, ‘Bakugou’s…’

My scent-clouded mind wasn’t so surprised by this reveal. Bakugou smells like burnt caramel normally, so it’d make sense that I’d be attracted to it, especially given how attracted I was to Bakugou anyway. It really was a no-brainer but I was still grateful he wasn't here to witness my pining.

The scent that caught my mind, however, was that of Shinsou's. It was soft and tantalising. Like a comfortable cloud. It made me relax and feel like curling up and taking a nap despite my current circumstances. It reminded me of his quirk. Again, not surprising that I was falling for the individual; another attractive male from the class.

On the other hand, what was also interesting was the minty freshness that was Todoroki’s scent I could detect from the elevator.

‘It’s almost spicy to the senses.’ I mused, feeling a wave of calmness wash over me.

Again, it didn’t surprise me that I felt myself drifting his way. Todoroki was very attractive and we had been getting closer as of late. It was almost predictable.

I had to slap myself to stop myself from following their scents and instead made a beeline for the kitchen and raided my pantry, grabbing every snack and unspoilable food I could before running back to my room. I was as quick as I could feasibly be. But as I went to close the door, I found myself peeking outside and down the hallway towards Bakugou and Shinsou’s rooms and the elevator.

I shook my head.

‘I can’t go sneaking in their rooms.’ I scolded myself as my Omega whined at me, begging to investigate. I shook my head again as I felt my thighs clench and almost whined myself.

“No. I can’t.” But I didn’t move away from the door.

‘... Ugh why do they have to smell like that?!’ I cursed, looking back down the hall. Before I even realised what I was doing, I was sneaking towards Shinsou's room, as though I were about to be caught at any moment. I could feel Aizawa scolding me, but of course it never came since he was in class with everyone else.

‘This would be so amoral of me…’

Despite knowing this, I found myself grasping the doorknob. I cringed at the squeak as the door opened, but I was quickly blindsided by the absolute raw stench of his scent and felt my Omega trill in happiness.

From there I had zero control of myself as I entered his room, sniffing deeply as I attempted to fill my entire lungs with his scent.

Naturally, his bed smelt the strongest. And I couldn’t stop myself from lying on it and taking a deep breath of his pillow. With little effort I could fall asleep here and God did I want to.

However, I didn’t want to be caught by a cleaner or anything, so I regretfully removed myself from his bedding, fixed it to how it was and then skulked around his room with intrigue.

Shinsou had a very normal looking room. There was some mess here and there and clothes strewn about the place. But it wasn't dirty. Cluttered would be a good word since there were lots of personables all over the place.

I couldn’t help rummaging through his things as though I were searching for something. But I was careful enough to put everything back exactly as I found it before eyeing the exit with disappointment.

‘I need to leave.’ I concluded, anxiously, ‘I need to get back to my room.’ despite feeling safe immersed in his scent. Regardless, I needed to get back and the need to hide was strong.

I couldn’t force myself to leave quickly. I eyed the bed and whined before eyeing his dirty clothing on the floor with a dangerous thought in my mind.

‘I can’t.’ I argued as I looked at a specific item, moving things around a bit as I took in his scent further, ‘He’d so notice if I took something of his, especially off the floor…’

As if that was the only reason not to steal his clothing like some kind of smell-pervert.

‘Man I’ve really stooped to a new low.’ I concluded as I pawed at a shirt of his that smelt the strongest. Instincts told me I needed it for my nest and no matter how much I tried to rationalise, I found myself stealing the shirt and running back to my room to hide - from everyone and my shame.

I was grateful to Aizawa for warning off the rest of the class now that I’d committed a crime. But the way my Omega praised my decision left me feeling euphoric, especially as I snuggled the shirt and preened the den I’d created. However I’d grown bold as I found myself skulking back towards my door before eyeing Bakugou’s room next.

I snuck my way to his room, wasting no time as I flung the door open and dived onto the bed, enjoying myself for a few moments before taking in his bedroom. Unlike Shinsou’s, it was fairly plain, really. Everything was neatly packed away - even his dirty clothes were in the hamper, none left in sight. There were a few personables, such as All Might action figures and collectables, as well as some gaming devices and posters. I was drawn to the books, noting that a lot of them were either manga or textbooks for class before looking over the neatness that was his desk with little surprise.

Jumping off the bed and fixing it, I nestled my way into his hamper, grabbing the first thing that smelt strongly of him before hightailing it out of his room as though it had burned me. However I paused as I eyed the elevator.

‘That’s going too far…’ I mused to myself as I stood awkwardly in the hallway, ‘I’d have to go in the elevator to reach his floor.’

Despite my reservations, I found myself skulking my way towards the elevator slowly. My Omega had made the decision for me as I pressed the button, waited, and then entered, feeling a deep sense of unease the entire time.

‘I need to get back to my nest…’

I took the elevator up a floor and snuck my way towards the tantalising scent, overwhelmed by the strength of his stench.

‘I have to be quick…’

Todoroki’s room was the only one I didn’t jump on the bed of. However I did take a deep breath in of his pillow and sighed in satisfaction as his scent swirled around me before taking in his room.

Much like Bakugou's, it was plain and neat and tidy. Almost clinical. There were very few personables - mainly books and textbooks - and some pretty lighting. There wasn't much else as I looked over the neatness that was his desk with little surprise.

‘It’s as though he doesn’t live here.’ I concluded, looking around the spacious abode, ‘Though his scent would say otherwise. What does he do in here besides study?’

It wasn’t my place to judge, ultimately. So I grabbed something from his dirty laundry and made a quick exit, practically running back to my room with anxiety.

When I got back, I spent most of my time preening, snuggling the boys’ shirts and masterbating; they took pride and centre of my den. It was a simple routine as I stored my snacks carefully as though I was creating a proper den to live in. And I supposed I was, given I’d be stuck here for the next however long it would be before I could go back to normal.

When I started to hear the whirl of the elevator and the sounds of people talking that was my first clue that school was over. My next clue was the knock at my door.

“(F/N)-chan.” I paused, realising it was the soft spoken Midoriya at the door, with the spicy Todoroki, which made me purr, “Just want you to know we’re thinking of you.”

“Hang in there.” Todoroki spoke up.

I felt myself swell with happiness even if I found myself growling at the intrusion.

“What are you two doing?!” Iida practically screamed, making me wince, “Leave (L/N)-san alone; Remember what Aizawa said!”

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything back though as they each muttered to one another quietly before going to their individual rooms. I found myself on edge, listening intently to everyone returning to their dorms or going elsewhere as I hid in my nest.

I had no idea how anxiety-inducing it would be now that everyone was back. But now I knew: it’s very anxiety-inducing.

I managed to fall asleep by burrowing myself with blankets and pillows. However I stirred when I sensed someone outside of my door, hearing them muttering something too low to understand to themselves.

That’s when I realised it was Shinsou of all people.

I practically leaped out of my nest, thoroughly ruining it, and leaned across the door, taking in a deep breath of his scent. It was then I realised I smelt something else tasty and wondered if he’d made food for me.

My heart and Omega leapt at the thought.

"(F/N)." He knocked, "Food's here."

'For me…?'

I had to claw at myself not to open the door and jump on him. Taking deep breaths I tried to focus on the smell of the food instead of the smell of Shinsou as I listened to his footsteps recede. And only when I was sure he’d retreated did I open the door and take the contents, eating quickly before leaving the bowl outside of the door as he had done.

This continued morning and evening for the next few days, although it seemed to rotate who came to my door. Although Mineta was banned, even Shoji showed up to give me food and I hardly had any conversations with him - so that was nice.

Sadly I wasn’t improving despite ordering new toys and other kinky tools to try and earn some relief. I was extremely grateful for Hagakure bringing them to me, oblivious to the contents, although I realised quickly she was hoping he’d get to see me when he knocked on the door on day 7. I heard her sit down outside of it as he began telling me about what I’d missed at school.

It was sweet of her.

“Bakugou nearly killed Mineta for coming down here.” she giggled, “Everyone’s looking out for you, even though you’re stuck in there. I hope we get to see you soon.”

I considered sitting by the door, but I was too desperate for a release, I worried I’d open it and ruin everything. And of all people, as wonderful as Hagakure is, my rational brain and Omega didn't want to have sex with her.

Only Bakugou, Shinsou or Todoroki would work. They were my prime Alphas.

So I didn’t and waited for him to leave before taking the box and abusing its contents.

When Hagakure and Kirishima weren’t there, Shinsou was, talking to me sitting outside the door. This happened after school, during the times we’d usually spend sparring one another. It was reassuring having him there even if I never replied back, too busy trying to keep my Omega in check.

Occasionally Todoroki came as well, trying to coax me out of the room, but it was always short lived since Bakugou would get tired of him hovering around our rooms.

By the time I had finished playing with myself it was dinner time, and I basically sat glued to the door with blankets on me as I listened for the next person to arrive.

The strength of the symptoms seemed to wax instead of wane as time went on and I realised I was starting to really struggle when I heard familiar footsteps coming towards the door. I breathed in greedily when I was greeted with the scents of two of my prime Alphas and moaned at the delicious smell, feeling myself until they paused at the door and knocked.

"Food- why are you following me, Icy-Hot?" Bakugou grumbled. I felt my Omega purr at the prospect of getting both Alphas in my nest together as I listened closely to the conversation.

"I wanted to check on her."

"Aizawa said to leave her be." Bakugou snapped back, "You going against his warning?" Todoroki glared at the blond.

"Pass it to me. I'll give it to her."

"She's not come out and collected it from me yet so don't get your hopes up." Bakugou warned with a raised brow, "Why you so desperate to see her, anyway?"

"I don't think that's your business- Why are you here?” I frowned as I sampled the air, desperately trying to smell the newcomer - only to gasp when I realised it was Shinsou.

“Shouldn’t you take your own advice?” Shinsou retorted, scratching his head, “If you must know, I’m here to talk to (F/N).”

“Yeah right.” Bakugou scoffed. However, Todoroki took the bait.

“She’s been talking to you?”

Shinsou paused before sighing.

“Doesn’t matter.”

"Please don't fight." I spoke up, surprising the trio. All three men knew this was the first anyone had heard from me in days. So what got me to talk to them now was a mystery in their eyes. However as soon as I opened the door and peaked out, the trio froze.

I was in nothing but a tank top and underwear. I was pink skinned and noticeably flushed, sweat gleaming on my brow. My underwear was practically leaking with slick that hit what little lighting there was when I moved.

All in all I was a horny mess and the trio could tell.

"T-thank you for making me food, Alpha." I smiled with hooded eyes. Bakugou eyed Todoroki and Shinsou for a moment before rolling his eyes and handing it to me. I breathed it in deeply before setting it on my desk.

The trio tentatively looked inside and noted that almost everything was covered in blankets and pillows. How I had amassed so many Bakugou wasn't sure. But Todoroki, who had seen my closet in the past, theorised that I was a bit of a hoarder when it came to comfort and wondered if I had prepared for this day.

'She would've gone home if she knew about this side effect.' he concluded in the end.

Shinsou didn’t really pay the room much attention; his eyes were trying desperately not to drift towards my ass.

"You're welcome to come in." I purred, sultry. The trio eyed one another, not sure who I was talking to. However Todoroki took the initiative and entered first, Shinsou second. Bakugou hesitated but eventually skulked in as Todoroki took a seat on the bed and played with some of the blankets, Shinsou leaning against the desk. I flushed at him preening the nest as Bakugou stood awkwardly in the centre of the room after closing the door behind him so that no one else realised that they were breaking the rules set by Aizawa. However, Mineta had snuck down and saw the three enter, practically squeaking when the door closed before running upstairs.

Neither one of the men were stupid. They knew what I wanted. The only thing was figuring out how to get rid of the others.

However Shinsou realised quickly that I had to be interested in all of them. Why else would I let them all in when I've been hiding in here all this time? He and Todoroki were up to the task the more they pondered the thought, but Shinsou wasn't sure how up to it Bakugou was.

I felt along Bakugou's shoulders as I walked towards the bed, earning raised brows. I smiled his way, sultry and inviting before patting a spot beside me. However he didn’t move, making me pout.

Todoroki, however, caught my attention when he turned my way. I felt his hand on my chin as he leaned in and went to kiss me, which I returned eagerly, pulling him to me by the shirt as his hand gripped my hair at the back of my head.

"Oh hell no I'm not watching this." Bakugou bailed, regaining my attention. I separated from Todoroki before Bakugou could make a move and leapt up to stop him, giving him the best sad eyes I could muster.

"You don't have to leave." I whined, "I like the three of you."

Bakugou didn’t move to leave, but he didn’t get more comfortable at my words, looking at the other two who seemed to be getting comfortable here.

Sensing his unease as his sour scent began to emanate, I pouted and tugged on his shirt.

"Let me please you, Alpha." I begged when Bakugou made a move to leave. I fell down to my knees and pawed at his thighs as the other two smirked over at him.

"Oh now you don't wanna leave." Shinsou snickered as I pulled his trousers down.

"Woah. With them here?" Bakugou baulked. I giggled.

"My Alphas." I gleamed with a hooded gaze as I pulled his cock out and gently played with it, pulling his foreskin down as I prepared my mouth.

As soon as my mouth wrapped around him, however, all his qualms dropped off the face of the earth as his hand went to the back of my head to guide me.

"Fuck." He cursed as Shinsou smirked, getting on the floor and forcing me to spread my legs. I did as requested as I played with Bakugou's head with my tongue, before taking him in fully, causing him to let out a sinful moan.

"Just like that, Princess." Bakugou directed, confidence back as he guided my head forwards and backwards, being careful not to make me choke as I took him deeper into my throat. He hissed.

Shinsou, on the other hand, had planted himself under me as he pulled my underwear to the side and began to play with my slit with his fingers, causing me to drip slick onto his face. However, getting a good look Shinsou realised quickly something that surprised him.

"She has two vaginas."

"Hah?" Bakugou blinked, processing his words barely through the electric pleasure. Todoroki, who had been palming his erection through his pants came over and kneeled, hand going to feel around my holes, realising he was right quickly as he fingered my second vagina.

Popping off of Bakugou's dick I nodded.

"During heat I grow a second vagina." I explained. This, however, seemed to surprise Bakugou.

"Right…" he nodded, "How is that even possible?"

"It's your quirk, right?" Todoroki begged and I nodded.

"My anus is also self lubricating. I grow a third vagina there in preparation for heat."

"So you have three vaginas?" Todoroki begged and I nodded.

"Yup!" I beamed as the three of them shared a look with one another, each thinking the same thing. I was oblivious to this, however, as I went back to sucking Bakugou's cock, earning another hiss in response. I couldn't get him as deep as I wanted to, him being too big for my throat. So I relied on my hands at the base of his cock to work their magic as I hollowed out my cheeks and played with him with my tongue.

Shinsou immediately began to play with my clit, pulling me to sit on his face. I moaned on Bakugou's dick, the vibrations sending a wave of pleasure through him. I began to rock on Shinsou's face gently, him guiding me to rock faster as he ate me out.

Todoroki straddled Shinsou, teasing my hole with his fingers before plunging them in. Just one initially, then two, then three, all as he palmed himself with his other hand.

Bakugou's release came shortly after. It was obvious as his hips began to stutter and the more he yanked on my hair.

"Fuck… !"

I choked on his cock as he came, tears prickling my vision as I swallowed hard, desperately trying not to let any spill out and go to waste. All whilst I continued to grind on Shinsou's face, his nose tickling my clit in a sensational way.

“She’s close.” Todoroki noted, feeling the way I fluttered around his fingers with a groan. Both Shinsou and Todoroki picked up the pace as Todoroki slipped another finger in. Bakugou grinned, pulling me by the hair to make me look up at him.

“C’mon princess, cum for us.” my eyes widened, pupils fully dilated as I felt my orgasm approaching quickly, causing me to gasp out as my eyes rolled back into my skull.

“I-I’m gonna…!”

“Cum.” Todoroki whispered in my ear, “Cum for us.”

"Hitoshi!"

My thighs clamped down on his head as I screamed, creaming around his tongue and Todoroki's fingers. Shinsou slurped greedily at the juices as I bucked, riding him through my high, Todoroki gathering my slick from beneath me to take a taste of my juices. Only when I'd come down fully did I move off of Shinsou. And when I did I noticed the bright grin he sported, gleaming fluids reflecting off his face that he didn’t bother to wipe away.

"That's addictive." Todoroki commented with a moan, earning a nod in agreement from Shinsou.

“You taste amazing, Kitten.” he grinned, looking up at me.

“Alpha…” I mewled as I recovered.

"She's more than prepped." Todoroki commented, fumbling with his belt.

With a grunt, Bakugou picked me up and threw me on the bed, making me squeak, as he removed his shirt and chucked it to the side.

“I’m getting a taste of that.” he demanded as he crawled over, not waiting for the others as he tore my underwear off in one swift motion and pulled me onto his face and dived in and began to slurp at my juices, making me yelp in surprise before letting out a sinful moan. I pawed at his head as he moved my hips for me against his face,

“So selfish.” Todoroki remarked as he heard Bakugou groan into my pussy, earning a snicker from Shinsou.

“I don’t blame him.” Shinsou mused, climbing onto the bed behind Bakugou, removing his belt. Todoroki nodded in agreement as he, too, removed his belt and let his trousers fall before kicking them off with his underwear.

Repeating the same formation, Shinsou released his erection and slapped my cheek with it, resulting in me opening my eyes and my mouth to take him in.

Todoroki, however, retook his position from before, but this time his cock sprung to life from his pants. Palming himself with a few strokes, he moved forward and used my slick to lubricate his cock before gently pressing his mushroom tip past my second vagina, making me whine into Shinsou's cock, which in turn elicited a moan from Shinsou at the reverberations.

"Love, you feel so good." Todoroki whispered into my ear, slowly sheathing himself down to the hilt as Bakugou pistoned his tongue in and out of my sopping hole. I was reeling in pleasure as Todoroki slowly pulled out and rammed back in, bottoming out and matching his pace with my own against Bakugou's mouth.

Bakugou moved onto sucking and licking at my clit. As he did, Todoroki picked up the pace, slamming into me roughly as I sucked the life out of Shinsou. Shinsou's hands rested in my hair and at the back of my neck as he guided me up and down. I made sure to keep my cheeks hollow as my tongue teased his bulbous head before licking up and down his cock. Even when I took him deeply I couldn't get down to the hilt, so I used my hands to help me again.

Between Bakugou and Todoroki, my climax was mounting, as was Shinsou's. Shinsou's cock began to twitch against my tongue and his breathing had become laboured as he sung my praises with delicious moans and groans. It wasn't long before he was shooting his load down my throat and forcing himself down it, taking him in deeply. I was prepared for it this time and swallowed greedily.

Todoroki picked up the pace again, forcing me to rock with vigour against Bakugou's face. I felt his nails claw into my hips as he only encouraged the pace, licking and sucking feverously.

I quickly came undone at the pace, fucking Bakugou's face as I came down from my high and screamed Bakugou's name. I felt myself flutter around Todoroki, milking him and making him groan at the tightness. He, too, soon came with a guttural moan against the back of my neck and I slowed down my movements as his hips stuttered to a stop.

Todoroki and I took a moment to recover, Shinsou running his hands through my hair as my mind came back to me. Only when Todoroki pulled out did I release my vice-like grip on Bakugou's head, allowing him to take a breath of fresh air. However I wobbled, causing the trio to reach out and grab me, supporting me.

"I see what you meant, Icy-Hot." Bakugou breathed, earning a chuckle, "You're doing so well Princess."

"That was just the warmup." Todoroki smirked at my blissed out gaze, catching my attention.

"Need another knot. Want to be full." I whined up at him. Each male laughed at this and nodded before sharing a more serious gaze.

"How're we going to do this?" Bakugou begged, sliding out from under me as Shinsou and Todoroki helped me up when my legs wobbled. I started to rearrange my den so that it could take all four of us.

"Two in front and one behind?" Todoroki suggested, pulling his shirt off, "Should be able to fit."

"Who goes where?" Shinsou begged as the three shared looks.

I had successfully removed all the pillows and sat on the bed waiting patiently and excitedly for what was about to come, literally. I then removed my top, gaining all of their attention as I sat there naked in front of them.

"Screw the logistics. Let's try this." Bakugou concluded, coming over to me and started to make out with me. I purred when he removed himself so he could slot himself behind me, kissing and nipping at my neck with his sharp molars.

Concluding Bakugou had picked his spot, Todoroki and Shinsou came over. Todoroki began by kissing down my neck until he reached my breasts while Shinsou started to make out with me roughly. I could taste myself on his tongue as it entered my moist cavern.

I jumped as Todoroki's breath tickled my nipple before it was engulfed. I moaned into the kiss as he nipped and sucked at my sensitive nub, tweaking the other between his fingers, occasionally gently pulling and squeezing.

I felt myself leaning into their touch, as they each abused my body, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my sensitive skin. Shinsou went down to mark the opposite side of my neck to Bakugou whilst Todoroki continued to work on my breasts greedily. I moaned openly as they each left little bruises in their wake.

'Mark…'

"Mark me, Alphas!" I begged, tugging on Bakugou and Shinsou's hair, roughly. Shinsou looked surprised and almost concerned at that, but Bakugou wasted little time in marking me, sinking his teeth right into the back of my neck.

Todoroki left my nipple with a pop before reaching up to bite me on the collarbone effortlessly, making me whine loudly. He was probably the most confident of the three men, unthreatened by their presence as he worked to make the situation pleasurable for everyone, licking at my collarbone when it bled.

Shinsou, seeing my blissed out look, did the same on the side of my neck before taking a bite, hard. I mewled in response as blood entered his mouth. It wasn't something he enjoyed tasting normally, but this time it was sweet as he lapped up the drip.

I could feel their erections pressing into me as Todoroki slowly pressed his fingers back into my hole and rubbed my clit adoringly.

"Who's going first?" Shinsou begged as Bakugou began to finger my asshole, pumping it in and out as he prepared it.

"We should do this in order." Todoroki concluded, earning a grunt from Bakugou.

"Knot!" I demanded impatiently, earning a few chuckles.

"Impatient." Bakugou teased, nipping at my ear playfully, "Let us work it out."

"I'll go first." Shinsou concluded, knowing they wouldn't get anywhere if they continued like this. Todoroki nodded, shifting slightly as Shinsou rubbed his head against my entrance, gathering slick, before pushing himself in.

I whined immediately, biting my lip as I slowly sunk down onto him.

"C'mon Princess, you can take it." Bakugou whispered huskily into my ear as Shinsou sheathed into my first vagina.

"It's like she was made for us." Todoroki praised as he prepared himself, lifting my leg over his hip so he could get the right angle towards my second vagina, "So perfect."

He didn't wait long before entering me, bottoming out quickly.

"Good girl." Shinsou praised as he, too, bottomed out.

"A-Alphas!" I preached as I felt all three of them fill me to the brim. Bakugou, having painfully slowly did the same as the other two, inside my asshole, "S-so full…!"

"You can take it." Bakugou exclaimed with a hiss as they each slowly began to move, timing their thrusts with one another.

"So good…" Todoroki muttered against my neck. Shinsou bit down on my neck, making me yelp and trill.

"Such a good girl." Bakugou praised into the back of my neck as each of them slowly thrusted back in, "Jesus the pressure from your dicks in her feels great."

"You're so tight, (F/N)." Shinsou hissed.

As each of them bottomed out simultaneously inside me I cried out again, breathing heavy.

This was what I was looking for. This was what I needed. My hands and toys were nothing in comparison to this sensation.

Bakugou's hands immediately went to my breasts as he steadied himself in me. Shinsou and Todoroki had their hands on my hips and thighs, gripping tightly - enough to leave marks. But I wasn't complaining.

Each one of them timed their thrusts perfectly as they each began to buck into me slowly, taking their time to adjust to one another. I bit my hand as I attempted to control myself at the sensation, only for Todoroki to place my hands on him and replace my hand with his fingers. Immediately I sucked at them and moaned, especially as the three moved again, this time picking up the pace.

"Don't go silent on us now, Love." Todoroki grunted.

"We want you to scream for us, Kitten." I nodded readily as they thrusted into me over and over again, making me writhe and whine. I was beginning to feel oversensitive and I felt tears cluster at the corners of my eyes.

"C'mon Princess. You can handle this, can't you?" I nodded fervently, continuing to suckle on Todoroki's fingers as the trio picked up the pace again.

"I can take it…!" I affirmed through Todoroki's fingers before going back to sucking. I started to move gently as the pace continued, beginning to bounce on their cocks, letting out mewls as I began to howl in pleasure.

“There you go.” Bakugou grunted as we each picked up the pace.

“So good.” Todoroki moaned.

I howled loudly as I sunk back down on them, bouncing readily. Bakugou kept a tight grip on my breasts, using them to stabilise himself as the other two continued to hold my hips. However Todoroki moved over to gripping my hair, pulling me into him.

Shinsou immediately knew they weren’t going to last with all this pressure and moved his hand down to rub circles into my oversensitive clit, causing me to buck and yelp.

“You can handle it.” Shinsou muttered, forcing my hips back down to move in sync with the other two again, still rubbing my clit rapidly.

“A-Alphas!” I howled, warning, “I’m c-close!”

Bakugou grunted.

“That makes two of us.” Todoroki warned, earning nods from the other two.

“Same.” Shinsou uttered as Bakugou snarled into my neck.

“Make that three.”

“Alphas…!” I cried as the three of them felt me clamping around each of them, cumming hard as my core fluttered, earning lovely groans.

"Ugh!" Shinsou gritted his teeth at the sensation, being the first to cum.

"Just like that." Todoroki moaned, hips coming to a stuttering stop and he, too came.

It wasn't long before Bakugou also came, pounding into me through his high.

We each stayed there for a while longer, trying to catch our breaths and come down from our high. They hadn't removed themselves from me, which allowed me to indulge in the full sensation a bit longer. I was the first to recover as my pupils dilated and the need to move came over me again. I immediately whined, gaining their attention.

“Again.”

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