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“No, I don’t want to! Please-please someone help me!”

“Awe look at him squirm. Are you trying to run away little rabbit?”

“Please, I won’t tell anyone, just let me go!” Izuku begged. His arms were bound together in front of him and he was surrounded by Bakugou’s posse and a few strangers as well.

“We know you won’t tell anyone, because you wouldn’t want anyone to find out you’re a faggot right?” One of the strangers-a high schooler from the looks of his uniform-touched Izuku in places he didn’t ever want to think about being touched.

“Look at him shake and tremble,” another high schooler laughed. “Don’t worry we won’t tell that little bully of yours that you want him to fuck you in the ass-“

“It’s not like that!” He yelled, eyes brimming with tears. “Please it’s not too late!”

“Bet he masturbates every night to the thought of his bully giving it to him hard!” One of them jested, ignoring Izuku’s cries for them to stop.

The laughing boys approached the crying boy and began to touch him-strip him-

Izuku woke up in a cold sweat. Memories of middle school flooding into his mind. He looked around his dorm room, trying to find something to calm him down.
His attention was brought to the fluffy purple mop stirring next to him.

“Midoriya? Are you okay?” The fluffy mop sat up on his elbows.

Izuku immediately turned to kiss the other deeply. “Make me forget.”

“Make you forget what?” He kissed him back slowly and groggily.

“Everything,” he whispered quietly against his lips like a prayer.

When Izuku saw the light poke through his curtain, his companion for the night had already left to get ready for classes and he had found himself just lying there.
Eventually he forced himself to get up, to head to the showers. He wanted to get there before anyone else-before anyone in his class at least.
The truth his, he didn’t care who saw him with hickies and love bites littering his body as long as they weren’t from class 1-A.
Besides Shinso, no one else knew about his little late night sex sessions, and that’s only because they had been fucking around before he was the replacement for a certain purple pervert in class 1-A.
He and Shinso weren’t exclusive to each other by any means, but they were each other’s most frequent partners. It wasn’t for the reason you may be thinking either. They didn’t hang out that often outside of class-aside from the late night rendezvous-and they hardly talked inside of class. They didn’t have secret feeling for one another, they didn’t secretly want to be exclusive, they barely wanted to be anything more than the acquaintance type friends-and fuck buddies-that they already were. Their arrangement was pure lust-they were convenient for each other.
Both longing after certain blondes in their class and both running away from their pasts. Chasing the euphoric high of a climax with someone to chase away the nightmares. They didn’t ask many questions and neither of them are sure what exactly started the arrangement they had.

The sound of doors opening outside told Izuku he had been standing in the shower room thinking for far too long. This caused the petite teen to scurry off Into one of the shower changing areas and quickly pull the curtain closed. He started to strip, cursing slightly when he heard people entering the shower room.

“No, bro, I’m serious. It’s really weird. He’s been acting more moody than usual, lately,” a familiar voice said with exasperation.

“Dude, chill, it’s Bakugou. He probably needs some time. You’re his best friend, you know that he needs time to recharge after being really social with us.”

Izuku’s chest aches at the name and the feeling of not being close to it’s owner.

The door opens again and the two turn to see who it is. “Hey, Shinso,” a chiper voice greets.

Izuku knows it’s torture for said lavenderett so he decides to risk it and stuck his head out to make his presence known. “Hey, what’s up guys?”

“Woah, Midobro? What are you doing up this early?” Kiri smiled at him.

“I’m always up this early. I guess maybe I should get up earlier?” He joked. “Are you guys taking showers?”

“Nah, we took ‘em last night,” Denki smiled.

“Just came in here to vent and grab something we left,” Kiri smiled.

“Alright, Shinso, you plan on taking one?”

Shinso hesitated before nodding.

“Think after those two leave we could talk a minute?”

He nodded again.

“Thanks,” he smiled brightly.

“You can’t talk to us?” Kirishima jokes, only feeling half hurt.

“Sorry, Kiri, this is about our studying.”

“Oh! Midoriya please study with me! I’m failing a class and I know you get good grades!”

Izuku blushes slightly. “Maybe tomorrow night the three of us could actually study together,” he glanced at Shinso who gave him a look that didn’t match his embarrassed face.

“Whatever. I don’t care either way.”

“Oh, can I come too?” Kiri pleaded.

“Sure?” He laughed. “Just please remind me and please keep to the time. Don’t come early, I like my alone time to decompress if you don’t mind.”

Shinso scoffed.

Denki looked to him while Kiri smiled towards Midoriya. “I didn’t know you had to recharge from people, Midobro. You seem like a people person.”

“Well, everyone needs some alone time now and again to decompress, right? I’m sure even you do, Kiri,” he smiled sweetly.

“I guess that’s true,” he chuckled, flashing his pearly whites.

After the two boys left with a happy goodbye, the purple haired boy waisted no time. He was in the stall with Izuku, stripping. He watched the tired teen, biting his lip in anticipation.

He had Izuku pushed against the only stable wall in a matter of seconds. “Inviting pikachu to study? That’s a ballsy move,” he kissed down his neck. “Right in front of me?”

Izuku whined slightly. “You’re the one who likes him. I think you have a good chance with him. If I can’t have my blonde, maybe you can have yours.”

Shinso paused. “What?”

“He’s dense, he’s not stupid. I think he’s bi and a switch, which works out for you, and I’ve seen him looking at you when you aren’t looking. So, shoot your shot tomorrow, if it works out this can be the last time. If not, fuck me tomorrow night, saves me from calling Monoma.”

He scoffed, kissing down his neck. “Just in case this is the last time, I’m going to mark you.”

“Wait, Wha-“ Izuku let out a slightly loud moan, covering his mouth.

Shinso had bitten down hard on his shoulder, but froze when he heard the response.

They locked eyes.

“You-“

“Don’t say it. It’s embarrassin-“

“You’re sensitive to biting and you never fucking told me?”

“Actually I’m sensitive to marking at all, one of the reasons I say no marking. That and not wanting anyone to se-“ he moaned loudly again. “Shinso!”

“I’m marking you where no one will see.”

“Fine, but only because this is probably the last time.”

“Don’t fill me with false hope,” he kissed down his chest.

“N-no more talking,” he gave a quiet needy whine. “Just fuck me already.”

Kirishima stood in shock at the sounds he heard. He only came back to the bathroom because he forgot to grab something he left after meeting Izuku and having a small conversation.
The sound of skin slapping against skin and small moans followed by louder ones entered his ears and he couldn’t help the blush already across his face, but he couldn’t move. Couldn’t leave. Was that really Midobro and Shin? He felt himself hardening, and it wasn’t his quirk. This was a joke right? He was not standing in the bathroom listening to his friend and classmate have sex, and getting a hard on. This was a dream, or a quirk, or a joke. There was no way this was real.
As he heared a particularly loud slap and no other movements the spell broke and he darted out the room at the sound of two loud groans.

On the way to class, Izuku saw a few familiar sex partners from Class 1-B, nodding to them. One in particular seemed to take interest in him as he walked by and pulled his phone out.
Izuku yelped internally as his phone buzzed. Walking into his own class, he took it out. Sure enough it was Monoma, the boy with lingering eyes.

Monoma: Would you like to study after school today? ;)

Izuku rolled his eyes. Monoma was so thirsty for class 1-A, Izuku didn’t even need to approach him. He was approached by Monoma who was surprisingly okay with not dating and secretly just fucking.

He was understanding in a way that Shinso and many of Izuku’s other partners were-which honestly shocked him. He would have thought Monoma would be a huge asshole about it, but he was probably one of Izuku’s favorite fuck buddies-second only to Shinsou. He was snapped out of his thoughts again by the feeling of his phone buzzing again and took the chance to sit down before he got caught in his headspace again.

Monoma: Don’t make me beg, Zuku..you know how I feel about that.

Izuku: Ah, Sorry I was getting settled into class.

Izuku: Our normal spot?

Monoma: How bad is your day so far?

Izuku: ...

Monoma: I know when you look like you’re having one of those days by now. I was mostly asking because I was worried, but also because I was curious.

Izuku sighed slightly.

Izuku: I’m busy later today and tomorrow, so it’ll have to be quick.

Monoma’s response was immediate.

Monoma: Not What I asked Zu.

Izuku: I think someone heard or saw Shinsou and I in the shower this morning...

Monoma: Brave Of you to do it in the showers. Didn’t know you were such a baddie ;)

Izuku couldn’t help but laugh, attracting some unwanted attention from his classmates.

Izuku: says the one that fucked me behind the gym during shared class training ;P

Kirishima walked into class, almost late, eyes lingering on Midoriya and Shinsou a moment too long, and Izuku noticed. He new right then in there it had been kirishima that heard or saw them. The way that he blushed and immediately looked away when he noticed Izuku looking back at him. The way he tried to give a smile but it came out as more of a awkward grimace.
Izuku isn’t the only one that noticed that behavior however. A certain explosive blonde was well aware of Kirishima’s strange behavior, but said nothing. He’d ask later.

Izuku pulled up a message for Kirishima and sent it.

Kirishima practically jumped from his skin at the sudden buzz, pulling his phone out quickly.

Midobro: Behind the gym. Lunch.

Kirishima looked at him and sighed quietly.

Kiri: Do I have to? I won’t tell anyone about what I heard.

Izuku gave him a look before he sent a response.

Midobro: Don’t be late.

Kirishima had never seen Midobro like this before. He looked and gave a nod.

The time passed both pain stakingly slow and within the blink of an eye for lunch.
Izuku was out the door like a bullet. He made it behind the gym and stood there waiting for Kirishima.

Monoma showed up. “Huh, didn’t expect you to be here.”

“I’m meeting Kirishima, he heard.”

“Want me to leave?”

“You can wait or not, I don’t care.”

“I’ll meet you after school, here.”

“That’s fine.”

Monoma walked away, passing Kirishima.
The two of them looked at each other as the other passed.

“You wanted to meet here? I told you already I-“ he paused getting closer and quieter. “I won’t say anything about what I heard.”

“To be honest, I don’t care about that Kirishima. Most guys outside of 1-A know. It’s just 1-A I don’t want to know. And to be more specific, it’s just one person I don’t want to know. I just thought I should explain the situation more.”

“Listen, if you and Shinsou are a thing, it’s not really any of my business.”

“See, that’s why I need to explain it to you. I’m not a thing with Shinso and we don’t like each other like that.”

“Then why did you-“

“I’m not going to give you the full answer, but the truth is he’s not the only one I do it with. Monoma is one of them. Since you know, you might as well know at least part of it.”

Kirishima was quiet.

Taking this as a sign to continue, Izuku sat down, patting the ground next to him.

Kirishima did so, looking like a literal child.

Izuku smiled. “Kiri, I’ve got a few reasons why I sleep with people. One of my main reasons is it’s a good distraction.”

He looked like he wanted to say something but decided against it.

“We’re friends so I’m going to explain more to you than I have with anyone else. I’ve been through some things that even my mother doesn’t know about. To keep myself from going under, I turned to some unhealthy solutions. I was throwing myself into dangerous situations..I even wanted to kill myself at one point.”

“Izuku,” Kirishima our a hand on his shoulder.

“Eijiro, I’m fine now. If it weren’t for Bakugou being my one constant. If it weren’t for All Might, I wouldn’t be alive. However,” he paused. “When the memories hit, I found that this is the healthiest way I can cope.”

“But, Izuku, this isn’t healthy...”

“No, it’s not. But it is the healthiest way I can cope for now.”

“Okay, so what do we do now? I told you before I wasn’t going to say anything.”

“I mean, I could suck your dick.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I said, I could suck you-“

“No, I heard you. I’m just surprised.”

“So, what do you say?”

“I don’t know. You see, I kind of have someone I like.”

“That’s okay, I have someone I love, Shinso likes Kaminari, some of the people I hook up with have people they like. That’s what makes it so beneficial. We get a distraction. If you want you can close your eyes and call me by their name, some of my partners and I call each other by our crush’s name.”

“I don’t know, it’s kind of embarrassing.”

“There’s only one person I’d get upset about Kiri, and I hope it isn’t him.”

“Who?”

“Your bestie.”

“Denki?”

“No-“ he made a frustrated sound.

“Sero?”

“Bakugou?”

“Yes.”

“Wait, yes to Sebro or yes to Bakubro?”

Izuku gave him a look. “Kacchan.”

“Oh? Oh... Oh! That explains a lot. Is that why you sometimes give me looks? Wait, is that why-this makes so much more sense. I could ask him if you want.”

“Please no. I am perfectly content where I am.”

Kiri gave him a look.

“Okay, okay. I’m mostly content where I am. I like who I sleep with enough to keep it up. Kacchan doesn’t and will never see me like that. And I don’t want Kacchan to be like the rest. I don’t want to be a distraction. He’s going to be an amazing hero and I don’t want him to see me any differently.”

Kiri gave him a pitying look.

“Anyway, who do you like?”

“I’d rather not say.”

“It’s Bakugou isn’t it..”

“It’s not!”

“It is, unless you tell me otherwise.”

“Alright, alright,” he blushed darkly. “It’s...TetsuTetsu...”

“Wait...TetsuTetsu as in class 1-B TetsuTetsu?”

“Yes.”

“As in, a quirk similar to yours TetsuTetsu?”

“Yes.”

“As in, big dick TetsuTetsu?”

“Ye-Wait What? You’ve slept with him?”

“Before you get angry, yes. And he likes you back.”

“What? How do you know?”

“Remember how I said we call our crush’s names out?”

“Yea?”

“He calls me Kiri. And we’ve only done it once. Other than that we stick to oral and other quickie things. He felt kind of bad after we did it cause he likes you so much, but he didn’t think you’d like him back so we stuck to quickie sticky when the mood strikes. You know...”

“I don’t like the look on your face.”

“Would you be willing to have a threesome?”

“I- what?”

“A threesome, a threesome.”

He gave him a look. “I’ll have a threesome if you let me ask Bakubro if he likes anyone.”

Izuku pouted slightly. “Fine, meet me at my room tonight at 10 minutes until eight. I’ll keep it unlocked. TetsuTetsu hasn’t done anything in a while and my night opened up earlier anyway.”

Kirishima bit his lip. “Fine. But why us?”

“One, because I wanna see you two together. Two, think of it as a finders fee for getting you together-“

“But we aren’t together yet-“

“And three, because I want to be part of a threesome. To be honest, I want to work my way up to an orgy to remove some bad memories, but-“

“Woah, woah, woah-“

“Do not ask me and I won’t Detroit Smash™️ you into the Sun.”

Kiri immediately closed his mouth.

“Alright, so it’s a deal. I’ll keep you posted.”

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The time it took for TetsuTetsu to respond rivaled Iida at his fastest. Kirishima and Izuku didn’t even get a chance to head to the cafeteria.

ZuZu: You free today? :0
Teddy: Yes : )
Teddy: why? o.o
ZuZu: I have a surprise for you ; P
Teddy: Can I come get it now? : D
ZuZu: It’s still lunch time, so no. X)
Teddy: :' )
ZuZu: Come to my room about 7:30 and bring yourself prepared for some fun ; P
Teddy: (//∇//)
Teddy: Okay ( / )~( \ )~<3
ZuZu: Cute ( • 3 - )~<3

“He’s gonna get there a little earlier than you. I’m totally going to blindfold him.”

Kiri looked over his shoulder at the phone. “Teddy?”

Izuku blushed slightly. “We have nicknames for each other. He’s Teddy because he’s like a teddy bear.”

“You give all your boys a nickname?”

“Not all of them. Just the ones I’m at least acquaintances with. But I really like TetsuTetsu. He’s very sweet, just like you. Very kind, just like you... It’s no surprise Kacchan likes you more,” he put his head down slightly.

“Hey, I’m sure Bakubro has his reasons for distancing himself. Maybe he likes you back and doesn’t know how to deal with those feelings,” Kirishima shrugged.

“Thanks, Kiri, but please don’t get my hopes up like that. I’m mostly content where I am.”

“With several guys at your beck and call?” Kiri teased.

He smiled. “I’m serious..”

“But it got you to smile,” Kiri gave him a sharp smile.
.
“I guess so, but you seriously can’t tell anyone in the ‘bakusquad’ about this.”

Kiri raised an eyebrow in amusement. He decided not to tease him on the name. “Why just us?”

“Because the only person that I actually care if they find out is Kacchan,” Izuku said quietly.

Kirishima looked at him and sighed softly. “Not even Kamibro?”

“If you tell Denki, he’ll tell Sero. Sero will tell Mina who will tell Jirou. If Jirou knows she’ll tell Momo because Momo likes gossip and Jirou likes Momo. Momo will tell Uraraka and Tsu. They’ll be concerned so they’ll tell Iida and Todoroki. Todoroki will be concerned and confront me no matter who’s around, Iida will tell the teacher. There’s a high risk Kacchan will find out.”

Kirishima gaped for a moment before stuttering. “I-I was talking about your crush on Bakubro..”

“Alright, well it’s the same scenario except Iida doesn’t find out until after Todoroki angrily confronts Kacchan and picks a fight with him.”

“Why would he pick a fight with Bakubro?”

“Because Todoroki doesn’t like Kacchan, but he does hold an admiration towards me. Non romantic, I must clarify.”

Kiri nodded his head. “So, to get this straight, the reason why you didn’t want everyone to find out is because no matter what Bakubro will find out?”

“Correct.”
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“And you’re okay with this?”

Izuku sighed. “I know my coping mechanisms for trauma aren’t the best, but it’s my business to tell. I know Kacchan doesn’t like me back, you’re lucky I agreed to you asking about who he likes-“

“And I’m sure he’ll like you back. What’s not to like?”

“Everything.”

Kirishima looked at him a moment, not really sure what to say. So, he asked, “What do you mean everything, Midobro? You’re amazing.”

“Kirishima, you don’t really know anything about me..”

“I know you’re kind. You’re fixing me and TetsuTetsu up. You’re sweet. You’re the most heroic and manly guy I know. Knowing this about you doesn’t change any of that. What you do with your body isn’t really any of my business and I’m sure anyone else would feel the same. Especially the great people in our class.”

“Kiri,” Izuku looked like he was about to cry. “Why are you so amazing? It’s not fair. Now I’m really jealous!”

Kirishima blushed. “Wha-don’t be jealous. I’m just telling you the truth!”

“I hate myself, but you make it hard for me to do that. I wish I could see myself the way you see me, but I just feel..” he hesitated, hugging himself.

“Just feel? What’s wrong Midobro?” Kirishima gently touched his shoulders, grimacing when he noticed Izuku flinch slightly. “Midoriya?”

“I feel..dirty. I’m not clean enough..to be with him. And if you knew, you might not feel the same way either. So, I don’t..I don’t like myself.”

“Izuku,” Kirishima gently lifted the smaller’s head to look at him. “Only murder could make me see you less. And I doubt that’s something you did.”

Izuku gave him a soft smile. “Thank you Kiri. You’re an amazing friend.”

“And one time lover if tonight goes well,” Kiri teased, blushing slightly.

Izuku giggles, feeling a bit better. “Yea, now come on before we’re missed at lunch."

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When Izuku and Kirishima got back to the cafeteria, they separated themselves with a small wave before heading to their designated group.

Izuku went to his table, sitting with Iida, Uraraka, Tsuyu, Todoroki, and for some strange reason.. Shinsou? The greenette was happy yet confused when he went to sit down. He usually had to ask the violet haired boy to sit with him or sit with him and have his group migrate.
“Hi Shin. This is a surprise,” Izuku smiled, head cocked slightly to the side like a puppy.

Shin gave the slightest of smiles, shrugging. “Don’t think too much about it.”

“Oh, no, I’m totally going to think everything of it,” he teased.

Uraraka gave a slight giggle.

“Hi, Uraraka. Hi Tsuyu, Iida. Todoroki,” he smiled waving at them all.

Everyone but Todoroki greeted him back.

Izuku looked to the red and white haired boy and cocked his head again. “What’s wrong Todoroki?”

“Why did you greet me last, Modoriya?” Todoroki asked, a slight pout to his voice.

Izuku blinked a few times before giggling at the cute response. “Mostly because you were seated in that order, but we can also say I saved the best for last.”

Todoroki’s shoulders seemed to soften at that, and his face had the slightest bit of a smile on it.

In that moment Izuku realizes just how much alike he and the violette had in common. Cold and hard on the outside and a bit rough around the edges, but soft and warm on the inside.
He noticed the two other boys blush and looked at them confused.

“Deku-kun, you said that out loud,” Uraraka laughed.

Izuku blushed, putting his hand over his mouth. “I didn’t mean anything bad by it. I just meant that you two are really great people and you’re going to be great heroes!”

The two blushed more stuttering out a ‘Thank you, Midoriya’ and a ‘Thanks or whatever’.

Izuku smiled at the two of them, still a bit red himself.

The group finished eating relatively fast, the two girls in the group flirting without the other noticing.

Izuku watched with slight jealousy as the two did so openly.

Shinso seemed to notice and gave him a gentle tap with his foot.

“So, Midoriya, why were you late to lunch?”

He flushed slightly. “I wasn’t that late.”

“You and Kirishima came in at the same time, Ribbit ~” Tsuyu pointed out mercilessly.

Midoriya is straining a smile and trying to think of something solid.
“I just wanted to talk to him about a group study session with someone from class 1-B,” he half lied.

Shinsou smirked slightly, knowing all about TetsuTetsu and his very large crush, having heard from the gentle giant on numerous occasions all about it.

Izuku noticed the smirk and screamed internally giving him a gentle smile with eyes that could kill. He knew that the lavenderette would never purposefully out him, but that look made it seem the forest haired boy wasn’t revealing the whole truth and that slightly scared him.

Lucky for Midoriya no one noticed the other smirk nor the odd look Izuku gave back.

“I think that’s very kind of you, Midoriya. I’m impressed with how considerate you’re being with people outside your own class. I think you’ll be an excellent hero as well,” Iida stated mater-of-faculty.

Izuku blushed darkly, hiding his face in his hands. “Thank you, Iida-kun.”

Shinsou’s foot started to gently rub at the other’s leg as Midoriya put his reddening face down.

A little ways away sat the now dubbed Bakusquad where a certain redhead found interest into the happenings of the table. Watching as Shinsou and Izuku interacted, knowing what happened only a few hours ago.
Kirishima had been watching the other table since he arrived, and Bakugou noticed. Noticed that the redhead did’t participate as much in the chaotic conversations. Noticed how he wasn’t being overly loud and annoying with the electric boy. He noticed the way he was looking at Deku, as if he were his to look at.
That thought process had Bakugou halting all movement. What had he just thought? Deku wasn’t anyone’s. He knew that. He never belonged to anyone and probably never would. Stupid Deku was probably still a Virgin and had probably never even dated anyone.
That thought process had him at an angry halt. Why the fuck did he care?

“Care about what, Bakubro?” Kirishima was pulled back to his group of friends.

The blonde blushed, he’d said that last part out loud. “Nothing, shitty hair, don’t fucking worry about it.”

“Bakubabe, are you alright?” Mina asked as she stopped doing her nails to blow on them.

“Don’t think he’s good,” Sero said, attention on their angry leader.

“You and Kiribro have been looking at Deku’s table for a while now. Is everything okay?” Denki asked oblivious of the social cues from Sero and Mina to not bring up what they also noticed.

“As if I-“ Bakugou was cut off by a nervous Kirishima. Something he didn’t usually see.

“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it, Bro,” Kirishima was blushing darkly, color rivaling his hair.

“Bro, you’re blushing. Do you like Midobro?” Denki asked bluntly.

“Wha-no-it’s not like that. I just-he’s a nice guy, you know?” Kiri deflected. He didn’t want to give away Izuku’s secret. Besides, how would he even tell them that he heard two of their classmates fucking and that he was going to have a threesome later with said greenette.

“Are you sure you don’t?” He asked incredulously.

“Better not,” Bakugou mumbled before stopping himself in slight shock. What the fuck was he saying.

“Do you have a crush on him?” Denki looked at him confused.

“What? No! I’d never like that stupid nerd!”

Kirishima cringed slightly glancing to see if Izuku could hear that yell from their table. To be honest, he couldn’t tell. The other had his head down still so it was hard to read him. However, the look that Shinsou gave Deku proved he just might have.

“Well, if you don’t like him, why can’t Kiri like him?”

“Because he’s too lame for anyone in this group to like. Besides, if one of you started dating him by default I’d have to be around him more often and I already see him too much. Besides, he’s probably still a virgin anyway.”

Kirishima choked on his milk, coughing as some milk spurted out his nose.

“What’s wrong with being a virgin?” Denki cocked his head.

All eyes were on him.

He flushed slightly. “What?”

“You’re a virgin?” Sero asked in slight shock.

“Hey, I think your first time should be with someone special!” He blushed darkly.

Kirishima was using napkins to clean up the milk, burn in his nose painful.

Bakugou took note of another thing to ask him about later.

“It’s okay to be a virgin, Denks. We were just shocked is all,” Mina smiled. “I’ll paint your nails later as an apology for seeming rude.”

Kaminari mulled it over. “Only if it’s black or yellow.”

“What about yellow with a black accent nail and some white markings on the black?”

“How the fuck did we start talking about nails.”

“Well, we’re choosing to ignore how rude that comment about no one being able to like Midoriya is. Besides, you think he’s still a virgin, but are you?” Sero glared slightly.

“No,” he stated matter of factly.

“That was way too quick of an answer,” Mina purses her lips.

“I’m not,” he said flatly. “It was some girl I don’t remember the name of. That’s when I decided I’m not really into having sex. Wasn’t right to me. Didn’t feel right, I mean.”

“Did you ever think maybe you’re just gay?” Denki asked what everyone was thinking.

Katsuki paused. Was he gay? He wasn’t really interested in guys or girls, but girls especially didn’t fit right. “I don’t think I’d like to try and find out. I’m perfectly fine not having sex with girls and not trying with guys.”

“Don’t knock it ‘til you try it.”

“Kiri you’re gay?” Mina and Sero asked in unison.

Denki nodded. “Yea. He’s a bit of a switch. Midoriya is his type so I thought maybe he might have a crush on him.”

“He’s only one of my types, Kamibro. And besides, Midobro is just a bro.”

“You like nerdy useless Dekus?” Bakugou asked incredulously.

“I was mostly referring to his physic. He’s kind of like a twink, but also slightly hunky.”

“I believe that’s called a Twunk,” Denki pursed his lips slightly.

Kirishima got an idea. “What’s your type Bakubro? I know you said you weren’t interested in guys, but if you were?”

Bakugou looked puzzled. “What?”

“Well, just because you have a type doesn’t mean you’ll sleep with them. Do you like guys that take charge or do you want to be the one that takes charge?” He asked curiously.

“In other words,” Denki started with a smile. “Do you wanna top him or do you wanna be topped?”

He flushed slightly. “I don’t know, I don’t care to know either.”

“Awe, come on, Kacchan~” Denki pouted. “Please play along?”

“Don’t call me that dunce face.”

“I won’t call you that if you answer our few questions,” he smiled.

“That’s not how this works, idiot.”

Denki pouted and Bakugou softened slightly with a sigh. “Guess I’d want to top. Seems like too much work to bottom, prepping and all. Plus I’d want to be in control anyway so I’d probably end up riding the poor bastard until I was satisfied.”

The faces at the table were red, but the were all leaning in waiting on further explanation.

He sighed again. “As for a type I’d want someone smaller than me. They don’t have to be weak or anything, in fact I’d prefer someone strong. That goes for either gender.”

“What about more on looks, Bakubro?” Kiri asked curiously. “Other than smaller stature and strong.”

“I guess someone that doesn’t look too flashy, doesn’t have a showy mutation quirk. I’m..I can be possessive. That being said I don’t want someone excessively dull either for the same reason. I’d want to show them off.”

They all shared a look.

“What color eyes do you like? Doesn’t have to be for a person you want to date, take it at face value,” Mina said, giggling at her own little joke.

“I don’t know, maybe green? I like blue and red too, but green eyes are nice.”

“What kind of hair texture?” Sero asked, blinking at the others openness.

He groaned. “Fluffy? Curly? Spike-y? Something that isn’t too long, but is long enough for me to grab I guess.”

They all shared a look.

“How do you feel about nicknames being used?” Denki looked at him intently, as if his answer was going to solve the world’s problems.

“I don’t know, I guess they’d be important. Probably wouldn’t like anyone else using the nicknames we give each other since I’m really possessive or whatever..”

They all seemed to realize something and nodded.

“Alright, I’m calling a squad meeting tonight,” Mina shook her head. “We all need to talk with you Bakubabe.”

“Tonight isn’t good, actually,” Kiri said nervously.

They all looked at him, Baku pouting from how open he was being.
Even if this group was full of his closest friends, talking about himself made him feel uncomfortable.

Kiri flushed. “I have a study date with Midobro and...someone from class 1-B.”

“It’s TetsuTetsu, isn’t it?” Kaminari have him a deadpan look.

Kirishima blushed even darker. “Yea. Midobro found out I liked TetsuTetsu and knows that TetsuTetsu has a crush on me...so he’s setting us up tonight,” he said quietly, not wanting to give everything away.

“I’m so happy for you, bro,” Denki grinned. “Wish I could come along to study, too, but I get why I can’t since it’s also a set up for you. I hope everything goes well and you two end up together.”

“Bro,” Kiri looked at him with big eyes.

“Bro,” Denki looked back, eyes just as big.

Mina laughed at the cute bro moment while Bakugou stole a look to a certain greenette who was now sitting up and packing his things in a hurry.

“Alright, well, I’ll see you guys in class. I need to meet up with someone to get something I let them borrow,” Izuku smiled.

Shinsou could tell it was fake, but he knew exactly why it was fake and how the other felt about his friends knowing certain things.

His friends said their goodbyes and Izuku quickly walked out of the cafeteria.

Bakugou and Kirishima both watched as Izuku got up early from lunch and walked out.

Chapter Text

Midoriya pulled out his phone when he reached the bathroom, the one practically no one used. He quickly found the name in his contacts he wanted and opened their messages. He felt pain in his chest and tears prickling at his eyes.

Shinsou and Kirishima watched as Monoma left the room. The attention to class 1B’s number one jackass had Bakugou making another mental note to ask Kirishima about later.

Izuku waited patiently for the other to arrive, already sitting on the floor in their usual stall.

Monoma walked right on in, walking to the last stall. “Zu?” He called out as he opened the last one. “Must be pretty bad if you changed your mind about today. Especially needing something this last minute.”

A simple ‘sorry’ was all he could muster from his place on the floor.

Monoma noticed the change from his normal demeanor and sat on his knees in front of the other. “Izuku you know you can ta-“

He was cut off by a pair of soft yet chapped lips. A desperate kiss on Izuku’s part, pulling the other in for a deeper one.

Monoma sighed into the kiss, knowing he wouldn’t be able to talk to him while he was like this anyway. He pulled back, much to Izuku’s displeasure. “I’m not going to continue, I just wanted to ask how far we’re going today.”

“Class will start soon, probably about ten minutes. Do you think you can cum from my mouth in that time?”

“I’m embarrassed to say you’ve made me cum in less time.” Monoma had a small blush dusted across his cheeks.

Izuku smiled slightly. “Alright, then stand up.”

Monoma did so, undoing his belt and pants.

Izuku helped him, pulling them and his underwear down to his thighs. He spit a few times in his hand before gently grabbing the blonde’s simi-hard member. He started to move his hand, stroking him as a thumb swiped over his tip.

Monoma bit back a groan at the other’s touch. He started to grow harder, one hand finding purchase in the other’s fluffy hair.

Izuku continued to stroke him until he was hard enough to take him properly into his mouth. He lazily sucked the other’s tip, tongue swirling around the head of his cock.

Monoma hissed in a breath, grip in the others hair tightening. “Zu, Zu can I fuck your mouth? Is it okay if I fuck your mouth, baby?”

Izuku whined and pulled off to shift positions where his head could rest against one of the walls in the stall. He opened his mouth, tongue out, and face flushed.

He laughed, “You’re so cute like that, fuck.” He slowly pushed his member in. “Don’t forget to tap my thigh if you need me to stop or pull out.”

Izuku rolled his eyes, lurching forward, gagging only slightly when the other’s tip touched the back of his throat. He whined happily at the feeling.

“Such a freak,” he teased after catching his breath. He started a slow rhythm, hips rolling. They lingered forward when he felt the tip hit the back of the freckles boy’s throat a second time, loving the way he instinctively swallowed around him. He groaned, continuing his slow pace.

Izuku whined and moaned around his cock, urging him to go faster by moving his head to meet his thrusts.

Monoma gripped the others hair again, leaning against the wall with his other arm. He started to fuck into his mouth a bit faster. He loved the sounds that the other made as he did so. Moans, gagging sounds, little whines-he loved them all. They sent an electrifying feeling straight to his dick and the vibrations around him felt great too.

Izuku was a whining mess, swallowing and moaning around him each time his member touched the back of his throat.

Monoma’s thrusting began to pick up even more pace and he was moaning louder which meant he was starting to get even closer. Izuku could tell how close the other was getting and Monoma could tell how much Izuku was enjoying it. He could almost see the little hearts in the other’s eyes as his dick touched the back of his throat.

Between the little moans and gagging noises that Izuku was making and the way his mouth and throat were sucking him back in every time he pulled his hips back, it didn’t take long for Monoma to loose it.
At an embarrassingly quick pace, he thrust deep into the other’s throat.

Izuku’s face was being pressed into the blonde’s matching carpet and he loved it. He felt lightheaded from the limited oxygen and high from the thrill which made his mind go blank. He could always count on Monoma to turn his brain to mush in under ten minutes.

Monoma guided Izuku’s mouth off of his achingly sensitive member, loving the blissed our look the other was giving.
“You alright, Zu?” He asked between trying to catch his breath and trying to clean himself up.

Izuku just whined and swallowed thickly, trying to calm down his own erection.

“Gotta get to class, Zu. I’d love to continue this another time though,” he helped the other up, kissing him for only a moment. “If I leave will you be alright to walk to class?”

Izuku managed a nod, trying to straighten up his clothes and find a way to cover his erection.

Monoma left him to it, giving him one more deep kiss, sucking on his tongue for a moment before pulling back, giving him a wink, and leaving the bathroom first.

Izuku watched him go, going to the sink to brush his teeth. He couldn’t go to class with ‘sex breath’.
He used the mirror to do any more straightening up and then headed to class, ignoring the confused look from Kiriahima and the knowing smirk of Shinsou. He missed the suspicions look of Bakugou’s between himself, Shinsou, and Kirishima.

His erection was easy to hid in class because for once they had actual class and didn’t have to go anywhere and after the last class he went back to his dorm room to prepare, as did Kirishima who was extremely excited to see a certain someone from class 1-B.

Chapter Text

It didn’t take long for the proper time to roll around and an ever eager TetsuTetsu to show up right on time.

The silver haired haired student showed up at exactly 7:30, knocking enthusiastically on the door. He made sure it wasn’t too loud, even though he knew not a lot of people would be in their rooms this early.

Izuku, who had already taken a shower again and prepared himself, excitedly opened the door. He bit his lip, which TetsuTetsu loves, and moved to the side with a happy hop.
“I have a surprise for you today, Teddy,” he was blushing darkly.

“It isn’t anal is it? Because to clarify, I don’t mind bottoming, but I still only like..” he blushed darkly.

Izuku giggled. “Don’t worry, Teddy. That’s not the surprise. Though I do have a question.”

He cocked his head in confusion as Izuku went around to close the door.

“How do you feel about face sitting?”

He blushed a bit more a bit surprised before smirking. “With your fine ass? I wouldn’t mind suffocating from it.”

Izuku gave a small blush. “Jeez, just take your clothes off already you big oaf.”

TetsuTetsu laughed, pulling his shit over his head and Izuku was practically drooling. He made his way over to the smaller boy, “Like what you see?”

Izuku let out a whine, “Teddy, your chest is so amazing. Makes me wanna tease you for teasing me,” he leeched forward kissing the large pectoral muscles before moving to the other’s nipple.

TetsuTetsu let out a slightly shocked groan, already sporting a simi when Izuku went to grope him.

Izuku pulled back slowly to look down. “I actually couldn’t tell because of your sweats earlier, but now that I’m feeling it...have you been sporting a simi since you got here?” He gave him a sly look as he continued to grope and squeeze the other.

TetsuTetsu blushed darkly, biting his lip as the other continued to touch. “Actually I’ve been sporting one all the way here...I was excited...”

“This is because of me? You were that excited to see me?” He asked incredulously, whining.

“Yea. Couldn’t wait for those lips to be around my cock, but now I can’t wait for that ass to be on my face,” he switched gears, leaning to kiss down the other’s neck. He pulled off Izuku’s shirt, stepping back to marvel at the other’s lean build and muscles. That’s when he noticed it. “Did you lift your biting ban?” He asked so, excitedly.

Izuku blushed and then whined. “No, but this morning...Shinsou in the shower...I’ll tell you later. Right now I’m with you and I want to focus on pleasuring you and you pleasuring me. Alright? Let’s pleasure each other, Teddy.”

TetsuTetsu smiled at the sweetness. “Alright, ZuZu, But it’s not fair he got to bite you and I didn’t.”

He blushed deeper, dropping to his knees. He kissed and sucked at the other’s stomach, nipping slightly when he reached the waistband of the sweats. He pulled them down to the other’s ankles and whined. “You didn’t wear any underwear. What am I going to do with you?” He quickly sat up to take the hard member into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head ever so skillfully.

TetsuTetsu groaned loudly, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

Izuku glanced to look at the time, cursing internally when he saw they had talked a while longer than he would have liked. It was almost time for Kirishima to get here. Izuku pulled off as soon as the clock struck 7:50, marveling at how weak his special kisses made TetsuTetsu.

“Wha-Why’d you stop?” He whined, panting already.

“You’re so cute, Teddy, but I wanna be touched too. I’ve been hard since lunch and I can’t calm down,” he whined, only half lying.

TetsuTetsu softened at that. “Alright, ZuZu. I guess we’ll be laying on the bed, right?”

“Mmhmm, and I have a few more surprises. Lay down, please,” he was blushing slightly.

TetsuTetsu stepped out of his sweats, doing as he was told. He watched as Izuku went to his nightstand.

“You don’t have to say yes, but I’d really like it if I could put these on you,” he said shyly before pulling out a pair of handcuffs.

TetsuTetsu looked at him a bit in shock. “I-what?”

Izuku whined. “Do you trust me, Teddy?”

“Of course,” he answered quickly. No hesitation.

“Then will you wear these and either let me blind fold you or u-use my ass as a blindfold?” He suddenly seemed a bit shy.

“Izuku, you’ve done a lot for me, I’d let you blindfold me with your dick if you wanted to. I face fu...let you suck my dick all the time, but you’ve never really asked me to do anything in return. I’d love to pleasure you, too.”

Izuku blushed darkly and got teary eyed. “Teddy, you’re so fucking sweet. And cute. You can’t even say face fuck,” he said trotting over to the other.

TetsuTetsu was also blushing reaching up his arms for the other to handcuff him to the bed.

When Izuku had done so, he aslo grabbed a dark cloth from the nightstand as well. “Teddy, I’m still wanting you to eat me out,” he glanced at the clock, 7:58. “But I also want your surprise to be an actual surprise, so I’m going to blind fold you. Is that okay?”

“Of course,” his silver haired schoolmate nodded. “I trust you.”

Izuku flushed at that, blindfolding him and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. He finished stripping and eagerly climbed on top of the other’s big chest. “Teddy, you’re so hot~” he rocked his hips, member leaking a bit onto him. He heard the door behind him open and he coughed so TetsuTetsu couldn’t hear. He turned and climbed back onto his face. He whined when he saw kirishima’s flushed and slightly shocked face.

The red head quickly got over his shyness, closing the door as quietly as possible. He stripped just as quietly, slightly shy by his already hard member. It wasn’t until Izuku looked at him eagerly and longingly, motioning him over, that he even glanced at TetsuTetsu.
He looked over the strong muscles and sizely cock, holy shit-

There was a muffled sound from under Izuku and Izuku shuddered, doing his best to muster the will power to pull himself away from the other so he could talk. He settle for laying forward to kiss TetsuTetsu’s dick.

“Did someone just say something?” He repeated a bit out of breath.

Izuku didn’t answer, he just took the head in, looking Kirishima in the eyes as he took it almost all the way into his mouth.

Kirishima unintentionally let out a whine, biting his lip.

“ZuZu what’s going on?” He asked between panting.

“You said you trust me, right?” Izuku asked after pulling back.

“Izuku, please,” he sounded a bit worried.

“You’re impossible to surprise,” the greenette pouted, moving to remove the blindfold.

TetsuTetsu looked at Izuku confused before looking to where Izuku was looking. It took him a minute to register what was happening. “Wait..what?”

“I like you a lot, TetsuTetsu, so Izuku told me he’d help hook us up..” a red faced Kirishima shifted awkwardly, holding one hand over his hardened member and one hand playing with his hair.

“I was going to have you eat me out while Kiri road you, but you just had to get all worried.”

“I guess it worked out because when you said big dick TetsuTetsu, I didn’t think you meant..”

“Wait what did you call me?”

“I called you big dick TetsuTetsu. Because, well, your dick is huge,” Izuku laughed.

TetsuTetsu blushed darkly. “ZuZu...”

“Anyway, I’m not prepared to take anything that big today, and I’m sure he didn’t prep to take it either.”

“I didn’t think, since I was coming here, that I would need to-“

“I’m prepped,” Izuku said eagerly. “I-I know you two like each other, but I could one hundred percent take you both and-and I’ve always wanted to have a threesome...so...yea...”

They both blushed, looking at each other and agreeing shyly.

Izuku made an excited whimper. First Shinsou bit and fucked him morning sex style in the shower, then Monoma face fucked his brains out which successfully turned his brains to mush and caused him to be horny all day, now these two hotties were going to both fuck him. Two big dicks, stuffed and rubbing him in his deepest parts. Cumming-

“Midobro, please,” Kirishima had covered his face in embarrassment.

“Izuku, that’s a bit too much,” even TetsuTetsu had turned away, red faced.

“D-did I say that out loud?” Izuku stammered on his words.

“Yes,” they both said in unison.

“S-sorry, I’m just so excited to have your cocks inside me. I’ve been horny for hours so I’ve barely been able to concentrate on anything else. Please, please, please fuck me,” he begged as he took TetsuTetsu back into his mouth. He gagged slightly and let his saliva coat the large member.

“Fu-dammit Izuku, get these cuffs off of me,” TetsuTetsu groaned.

Kirishima shuddered, starting to pump himself. “Izuku you’re so cute like that.”

He pulled off, pressing a button on the cuffs to let one of TetsuTetsu’s hands go. “Kiri I wanna please you too. Teddy’s already all wet and slick, now it’s your turn~” he whined and whimpered.

TetsuTetsu undid the other handcuff as he watched Izuku take Kirishima desperately. He tossed the handcuffs somewhere on the floor and wrapped his strong arms around the smaller’s thighs. He jerked the other’s whole body back with ease, licking the greenette’s entrance.
Izuku moaned, making grabby hands at Kirishima to whom the red head gladly walked closer to.

About ten minutes had passed and Izuku had successfully taken Kirishima to the hilt, swallowing around him eagerly.
TetsuTetsu had eaten him out a few minutes before starting to stretch him. He marveled in awe at the way Izuku was able to take all four of his fingers easily.

Kirishima pushed at Izuku weakly trying to get him to stop. “If you keep it up like that I’ll cum for sure,” he whined.

Izuku pulled off lazily, saliva and precum connecting Kiri’s tip with Izuku’s tongue.

“ZuZu, can we please start. I don’t think Kiri or I could last much longer like this. I think my dick is going to fall off from how hard it’s gotten.”

Izuku moaned quietly. “Kiri there’s some lube in the nightstand and an assortment of condoms, if you want one. I’m sure you’re clean and I know TetsuTetsu and I are, but if you feel more comfortable with them on..” Izuku’s voice was hoarse.

“I’ll be going in raw,” TetsuTetsu said without hesitation.

“If Tetsu is going in raw then I am too,” he flushed darkly.

Izuku moaned quietly. “Awesome,” he whimpered out as Kirishima grabbed the lube and walked back over.

TetsuTetsu watched the love of his life coat his own dick in lube before he poured some in his hand. He leaned over to pump Izuku with said hand, pumping his own dick with his free hand.

Izuku was a moaning mess of ‘yes, yes, yes’ and ‘Please, please, please’. Between the almost fist in his ass and the stimulation on his achingly hard member, Izuku was putty in the two boys hands. He was so close to cumming his legs started to shake slightly.

TetsuTetsu kissed the freckles shoulder of the other, whispering praises.

“Midoriya are you-are you close? Are you gonna cum from us touching you like this.”

Izuku moaned in a loud needy way and kirishima had to lean forward to capture his lips and keep him quiet.

Kirishima pulled his hand off the other around the same time TetsuTetsu pulled his fingers out. The redhead moved to coat the silver haired boys cock with the lube he had grabbed before.

Izuku whined loudly, almost crying. “Please, please I just really-re-really want it. Want both of your cocks in me-“ he was begging desperately.

TetsuTetsu spread the lube and manhandled the needy Izuku into a position on top of Kirishima’s lap, who had already moved to sit between the steel quirk boy’s legs.

Izuku was just barely thinking enough to register a cock slowly pushing up into him, cautiously. Must be TetsuTetsu, he could feel himself stretching slightly.

TetsuTetsu groaned at the tightness, “Zu-Izuku stop clenching so tightly. Dammit-Oh!”

Kirishima whined at the two moaning before him. He could feel TetsuTetsu’s thigh muscles twitching. He rocked his hips, wanting itching more than to thrust into Izuku and feel TetsuTetsu, but not wanting to hurt the small freckles boy in his lap.

Izuku was eventually able to loosen up after a minute of agonizingly slow thrusting, if that’s what you could call it. He rocked back against the other and had at some point latched his teeth around Kirishima’s sensitive neck skin to suck and bite.

Kirishima checked how loose Izuku had gotten as soon as TetsuTetsu motioned for him to do so. He was able to stick two fingers in up to his second knuckles. “Just a bit more,” he stretched Izuku who moaned out around the skin he was now harshly biting on his shoulder.

“Kiri-Kiri please-can’t-fuck!” Izuku started grinding down onto the fingers and dick inside of him. “Wanna cum-wanna-“ he bit his shoulder again.

Kirishima moaned, removing his fingers. “Damnit it, I don’t want to hear it if you’re sore later.”

Izuku made happy noises when he felt Kirishima start to press his head in. He moaned weakly at the painful stretch, loving how gentle Kirishima was being.

It took a few moments for the redhead to fully push himself in.

Izuku could feel himself stretched to his limit and was having trouble breathing. He was panting and letting out whining moans as the two boys allowed him to get used to the feeling.
After another few minutes of Izuku whining and shifting to get used to being so full he started to move on is own.

TetsuTetsu groaned, gripping tightly at Izuku’s hips. He kissed down the freckled boy’s back, giving small nips.

“Tets-no, no biting,” Izuku whined out breathlessly.

“I only nipped,” he teased. “If I’m going to get in trouble either way I might as well be allowed to.”

Kirishima chuckled, laugh turning to a moan as Izuku sunk further onto them and his member rubbed slightly against TetsuTetsu’s. He gripped at Izuku’s thighs, leaning to place open mouthed kisses on his chest.

TetsuTetsu gave an actual bite to Izuku and watched in surprise as the greenette withered and moaned out.
Kirishima flinched slightly in surprise as Izuku clenched around them and fell further onto him. He watched the other cumming in awe. “Holy shit..”

“Did he just cum?” TetsuTetsu asked amused and shocked slightly.

“I think so, his face is so blissed out and erotic. What should we do?” He groaned slightly. “I just want to start thrusting into him..”

Both boys were a bit shocked as the greenette moaned louder.
“Please, ple-fu-“ his hips moved slightly and he shook at the stimulation. “Juss-just came, sto-fuck! Stop thrusting! Too much!” He continued to move his hips, riding them slowly.

“ZuZu we aren’t thrusting,” TetsuTetsu groaned out. “We aren’t-“ he hissed as Izuku clenched around him.

Kirishima moaned at the tightness. “Screw it, I can’t wait anymore,” he slowly started to thrust up into Izuku, shivering at the feeling of rubbing against TetsuTetsu.

TetsuTetsu moaned as well, following Kirishima’s lead.

Izuku let out a surprised mewl that turned into a loud moan that kirishima had to cover by putting his fingers into the greenette’s mouth.

TetsuTetsu and Kirishima continued to slowly grind and thrust up into Izuku’s stretched hole and Izuku was loving it. He was moaning and sucking around Kirishima’s fingers as the two fucked him slowly.

The two boys stopped their thrusting when they heard Izuku practically scream out a moan and violently shudder.

Ever tentative the two made sure he wasn’t hurt or bleeding.

“Izuku are you okay?” TetsuTetsu asked concerned.

“Midoriya did we hurt you?” Kirishima looked him over worriedly.

Izuku tiredly shook his head. “Feels good-so good! That spots nice, help me-touch me more,” he moved Kirishima’s hands from his thighs to his chest and TetsuTetsu’s hands from his hips-one to his sensitive member and the other to his neck. “Please,” he asked quietly.

TetsuTetsu looked a little shocked. “You want me to s-squeeze my hand?”

“Please, doesn’t have to be a lot.. it just feels nice,” he said even quieter.

Kirishima to kiss down his neck, kissing TetsuTetsu’s hand as he gently touched Izuku’s chest and started to thrust again.
TetsuTetsu started to thrust again as well, smiling when he felt Kirishima kiss his hand. He ever so gently and very slightly started to squeeze his hand around Izuku’s neck as he started to pump him.

Izuku’s eyes rolled back and he clenched around them again. He moved his hips slightly to grind down when the two dicks thrust up into him. He let out a silent moan the turned into a deep groan.

Kirishima started to thrust a bit harder as he gained confidence. He moved a hand back down to the other’s thigh as his kissed one of the smaller boy’s nipples.

TetsuTetsu followed the other’s hard pace and tried to time it where when the redhead was pulling out he was thrusting in and that caused another moan to leave the greenette’s throat on its own. He groaned and bit his shoulder hard, tasting slight iron.

Izuku gasped, becoming more limp and tightening around them yet again. He shuddered and reached his hands to rest in both boys hair as soon as he gained some strength again.

After a few minutes of this rough pace, Kirishima started to get sloppy in his thrusting, no rhythm and a bit faster.

Izuku gently moved the hands touching him with a whine and brought Kirishima’s mouth up to meet his. He shuddered and clenched around them, kissing him deeply.

Kirishima and TetsuTetsu went back to gripping his thigh and hip with one hand and held each other’s free hands, intertwining their fingers.

Izuku pulled back from the kiss and leaned a bit further to nip and whine at the redhead’s ear. “Gonna cum, Kiri? Will you cum for me?” He moaned and whined.

Kirishima moaned, “so close..!” He moved to hug the other and kiss TetsuTetsu for the first time.

TetsuTetsu let out a shocked sound. He kissed the other back, feeling close himself.

Izuku felt the two hard body’s muscles start to convulse slightly against him as they started to cum inside him. He let out a shaky moan as the other two moaned and orgasmed, continuing to thrust into him even after they stopped cumming for a bit longer until their hips halted.

TetsuTetsu was the first to pull away, leaning back slightly. “You okay Izuku?”

There was a tiny whine, but the smaller boy nodded. “Feels nice.”

Kirishima blushed. “Shit-sorry Midobro I didn’t mean to..inside you..”

Izuku laughed slightly, “You’re so cute, Kirishima.”

Kirishima leaned back, blush growing darker. “No, you’re cute..”

“I think you’re both you,” TetsuTetsu smiled.

“Only if you include yourself,” Izuku smiled.

Kirishima looked over him, “Izuku you’re still..”

Izuku blushed. “It’s fine, I don’t mind. I already came twice. I’m just glad I was able to get you both to cum, it makes me happy.”

“That just won’t do,” TetsuTetsu pushed Izuku forward gently as he started to pull out.

Izuku whined at that and Kirishima bit his lip at the overstimulation.

He pulled out with a pop, a bit of cum leaking onto Kirishima. “Whoops, sorry for the mess.”

“I’m always willing to make a mess with you two. If you ever want a threesome again, don’t be afraid to ask,” Izuku smiled dopily.

Kirishima laughed slightly, starting to pull out as well.

Izuku moaned quietly at the feeling of all the cum, whining at the loss of the two cocks that we’re just in him.

“Izuku you’re not allowed to still be hard.”

“Oh? And just what are you going to do about it, Teddy?” He asked playfully. “Besides it’s getting late and I should probably take a shower,” he laughed.

“Another shower, huh,” Kirishima teased.

“Oh shut up?” Izuku whined, laughing a bit.

TetsuTetsu looked confused at the two.

Kirishima noticed, “Shinsou and Izuku were fucking in the shower this morning and I heard them. Turns out it was a good thing because it lead to this.”

“Oh, so that’s what happen? He bit all over you?” TetsuTetsu smirked.

“Shut up, no more biting!” Izuku whined before laughing. “It isn’t fair.”

This time Kirishima looked confused.

“Izuku is really weak to biting, but he has a biting ban. I’d like to think I was the one that caused that ban.”

“You were. I had to wait bandages around my neck.”

“That was you?” Kirishima asked with a laugh. “Midobro kept trying to say it was from a fight and that it just wasn’t healing as fast.”

“Well, it was from a fight Alright,” TetsuTetsu laughed.

“We wrestled which lead to the first time I approached you about being..” he blushed a bit. “Anyway, I need to take a shower, you two should probably talk. I don’t care if you spend the night or go back to your rooms but I need to change the sheets as well.

“Alright,” both boys said in unison.

Izuku laughed as he slowly got up to get his things together.

The two watched him gather his things and put on a high collard fluffy ‘All Might’ robe and grab a towel before walking to the door. “Don’t lock the door of you leave.”

“Yea..are you okay?” Kirishima asked before covering his mouth. “Never mind.”

“No, it’s okay,” he turned. “I know what you mean, and I’m fine. I knew nothing would come of these feelings anyway, don’t worry about me,” he smiled, but the corners didn’t reach his eyes. He then turned and left.

Kirishima sighed but looked to TetsuTetsu and smiled. “I love you.”

TetsuTetsu looked confused but smiled back. “I love you, too.”

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Izuku was heading to the shower, deep in thought. He just had sex with Kacchan’s best friend. Not only that, he had liked it. A lot. On the one side he was finally able to have a threesome. He knew that his feelings for his childhood friend were going no where since he was clearly uninterested after the show of disinterest at lunch. 
Izuku paused outside of the shower, pain aching in his chest. “Right. Of course.  How could I be so stupid..?”

“I’m glad you agree you’re a dumbass,” Katsuki was behind the shorter man, waiting on him to move. 

“K-Kacchan!” He was startled before making a face Katsuki didn’t like at all. “Were you going to take a shower?”

Katsuki remained silent, watching as Izuku’s eyes lingered before he looked down and then to the side. He looked dejected. 

“Sorry, but I need to take a shower, too. Excuse me being here,” he turned back around pausing and blushing as he felt the cum in him starting to leak. 

Katsuki noticed the redness and some sort of mark on the greenette’s neck. He also took in to account the strange behavior of the other. “Hey, What’s up with you?”

Izuku didn’t answer, stood still out of nervousness. Afraid if he moved he might leak and Katsuki would know. He didn’t want him to know. Tears gathered again and he blushed darker. 

“Hey, Deku. Oi! I’m talking to you!” He grabbed his shoulder. 

Izuku made a sound, gripping the robe and finding the courage to move forward. ‘Snap out of it. Get to the shower. Just get to the shower.’

“Why do you need to get to the shower so badly?” Katsuki followed after him. 

Shit, he said that allowed again. “I just feel gross,” he was able to muster up, quickly getting to a stall and closing the curtain. 

Katsuki, being unhappy with that answer, opened the curtain. 

Izuku yelped, pulling the robe around his neck tighter. “K-Kacchan! What are you doing?!”

“I was going to ask you the same thing. You’re acting weird and it’s pissing me off.”

“What? How am I supposed to act? I’m trying to take a shower and someone is stopping me from doing so.”

“You look like you’re hiding something and it’s pissing me off. You were training weren’t you. You were supposed to be with Kirishima and TetsuTetsu. They’re super strong, you were training with them weren’t you.”

Izuku stared at him dumbfounded. “Kacchan..I wasn’t training with them I was setting them up together. At least those two can be happy together, so if you’ll excuse me-“ he went to pull the curtain closed. 

Katsuki kept it in his hand, not allowing the smaller boy to close it. “Then what are you hiding?!”

Izuku yelped and blushed darkly when he felt more cum threatening to slide out. “None of your damn business! Now let me take a fucking shower!” He shoved the other and closed the curtain. He put down his spare clothes and towel and went into the shower part, starting the water and heading back to the changing section. 

Katsuki stood on the other side of the curtain in slight shock. Did Deku just curse...and at him? And was he...flustered about it? He could feel how warm his face was and it pissed him off even more. “Oi!”

“Kacchan, if you open that curtain..” he froze, already stripped out of his robe. “I’m already naked!”

“I’m not interested in seeing you naked, nerd. Just what are you hiding?”

Izuku was quiet, going back into the shower part and closing the other curtain. 

“Oi! Don’t ignore me.”

“I’m not ignoring you, Kacchan. I just don’t think it’s any of your business,” he said quietly. 

“Oi-“ Katsuki went to pull back the curtain. 

“Bakubro?” Kirishima blushed, covering his neck. “What are you yelling for?”

TetsuTetsu was behind him and gave a friendly wave. 

“Deku won’t tell me what he’s hiding. He thinks he’s better than me and it’s pissing me off!” He growled out. 

“Oh my fucking- Kacchan! I never said I was better than you! I just said it was none of your fucking business!” Izuku sounded annoyed. 

Katsuki felt himself grow warm again. He felt about ready to rip the curtains down and get into some sort of physical altercation with the damn nerd. 

“Bakubro, I hate to make you feel like I’m not siding with you or something, but I think Midobro is entitled to his own personal life without it being something he’s mocking you about.”

Katsuki growled, hating that Kirishima was right-again. And then it hit him. The mental note from before. “You. Come with me. We need to talk. Right now.”

“Can’t it Wait? I need to take a shower!”

TetsuTetsu has to hold in a laugh and cover his mouth from the smirk. 

“Need to take a shower, need to take a shower-shut the fuck up, shitty hair!” He stormed off and grabbed Kirishima. “I’m borrowing him for a bit,” he glared at TetsuTetsu. 

Kirishima looked at TetsuTetsu for help, but the other just smiled sheepishly at him. “Good luck, Kiri.”

“Bakubro, slowdown,” Kirishima sighed, pulling back slightly when they got outside. 

It was already dark. Bakugou was supposed to be asleep soon. He would have already finished his shower if it weren’t for stupid Deku. 

“Bakubro?” Kirishima waved a hand in front of the blonde. 

“Spill. What the hell is going on?”

“What? Why would I know?” He blushed slightly. 

“That right there. And at lunch. You looked at him weird this morning-you know something- you’re both laughing at me, aren’t you?” There were tears in the corner of his eyes that were threatening to come out. 

Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck, sighing. “It’s not my place to say, but trust me we aren’t laughing at you. This is me, Kats,” he reached a hand out to touch his shoulder. 

The blonde refused to look at him, but accepted the touch by not moving away. 

“Katsuki. Look at me?”

He at least looked up, even if he was looking anywhere but Kirishima. “You...this morning you looked at Deku and that shitty extra like you knew something no one else did. You were with him before lunch. You kept looking at him during lunch. Staring. Like he was yours-“ he halted, looking down shocked at himself. 

“So you do like him?” Kirishima asked softly.

“What? No! He’s just- he’s not anyone’s. He doesn’t belong to anyone. He’s a human being- and I know he should hate me for the terrible things I’ve said, but he doesn’t! He pisses me off!”

“Katsuki-“

“You watched him as he left lunch as well. I just want to know what’s going on. You’re my best friend, right? Then why are you two keeping secrets from me?” He looked at him like was about to cry. 

Kirishima swallowed hard. “Katsuki. I-I can’t tell you something that isn’t my business to tell. I guess I can try to explain some things, but Midoriya’s business is his business alone. If you want to know you’ll have to ask someone else or Midoriya. You know how loyal I am.”

Katsuki sighed, softening. “Alright, just-just tell me what you can, Ei. Please. I-I don’t know what’s going on, but lately I’ve just...”

He gave him a smile. “It’s okay Bakubro. I can’t tell you about this morning or the reason I met with Midoriya at lunch, but while we were there talking about what I found out, the discussion changed slightly I guess? Though not really? It was kind of on topic. Anyway, he found out I like TetsuTetsu. We’re dating now because of him. As for why I was looking at him at lunch and while he was leaving...I can’t really say much, but I’m assuming he left because he heard what you said at lunch...”

“What do you mean what I said at lunch?”

“It was along the lines of ‘I’d never like that stupid nerd’ or something like that. It probably hurt a lot hearing that from the guy you l- from your childhood friend!” Kirishima back-peddled, blushing. 

“You were going to say something else. What were you going to say?”

“From the guy you look up to! Yea! That’s it!” He looked away nervously. 

“I know you’re lying, but I’ll take that answer. I don’t think I want to hear what the other word was going to be.”

“Bakubro...”

The blonde sighed. “So you and TetsuTetsu had fun, huh?” He pointed to the other’s shoulder. “That why you ‘had to take a shower’?” he smiled. 

Kirishima blushed darkly. “Uh, I don’t think I wanna answer that at this moment.”

Bakugou narrowed his eyes on the bite, no sharp punctures like there should be. “Who’d you say gave you that bite?”

Kirishima paused, looking away. “I didn’t.”

“Those teeth of his aren’t dull enough to do that. They’re too sharp. Kiri..”

“Katsuki, please. If you figure it out yourself, that’s fine, just don’t say it out loud in front of me. I want to be able to have deniability.”

Katsuki blinked, there’s no way, right? “Just answer one question. Today at lunch. I made a comment about Deku probably being a virgin and you spewed milk everywhere.”

Kirishima went silent, shifting slightly. 

“Alright,” Katsuki went to leave. 

“Bakubro, Wait. Katsuki,” he grabbed the other’s arm. 

Bakugou yanked his arm from the other. He didn’t know why he felt angry and hurt. But he did. “I-Kirishima I need to cool off. We can talk later. I just, I’m getting angry. You’re the one that told me not to take it out on people and to walk away, so let me walk away and sort my thoughts out.”

“Alright, but since you’ve already figured at least some of it out. Today was a first. And probably a last. That’s all I’ll say. Alright?”

Katsuki was able to release a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “Thank you,” he mumbled quietly before leaving. 

Kirishima sighed as he watched the other, he was proud of him for putting to use what he taught him, but was restless about the rest. What was going to happen now?

Katsuki went to the showers, grabbing his things. He’d take a shower in the morning.
He made eye contact with TetsuTetsu as he left, trying not to angrily stomp to his room. 

Kirishima passed Bakugou in the hall going back to take a shower and they didn’t look at each other. 

Izuku finished his shower, cleaning himself out, calming his hormones down, and got out of the shower. He heard a quiet giggle from one of the stalls and saw the two giants’ belongings still there. He smiled to himself and grabbed his own belongings, fixing his robe. “Guys, don’t come back to my room, just in case you decided to.”

“Oh, alright! We went ahead and fixed the sheets!”

He smiled softly to himself. “Thanks. G’night!”

“Night!” They both yelled back in unison. 

Izuku finished fixing himself and started to head back to his room. 

Izuku stood in front of his door and opened it. He stared at it for a moment. He just took a shower, but the feelings of anxiety about being alone and memories of past trauma were starting to cloud his mind. 
He didn’t want to be alone right now. 
Who could he turn to?
Shinsou is being fixed up, TetsuTetsu’s and Kirishima were together now. Monoma might be available, but he’d already sucked him off and it was late. Monoma would probably be too tired anyway. Kacchan-
He stopped thinking. Why did he always think about him? He knew why, but it was hopeless, right? So, why did his stupid brain listen to his heart?

He walked into his room, tears already prickling and ready to fall. “I don’t want to be alone,” he closed the door behind himself. “I’m going to be alone. I’m already alone. I need to call someone. Anyone. Anyone will do...” he curled into a ball on his bed, getting under his blankets. “What do I do? What have I done? Why do I keep doing this?” He started crying. “Kacchan, I’m sorry,” he whispered. 

Katsuki was on his bed, lying down, glaring at the ceiling. “What the fuck am I supposed to be thinking about?”
He figured it out, or at least some of it. 
Kirishima and TetsuTetsu did at least something with the nerd. Kiri’s reaction about the virgin thing means he knows he isn’t one. And what’s up with him looking at that damn extra, too? Did he catch them in the act or something? Were they dating? Was he being manipulated? It bothered him how much he was thinking about that damn nerd, but he wanted answers. He was smart, he could figure it out. Should he just ask the other? No! That’s like admitting defeat. It’s not like he’d tell him anyway. But...maybe he could ask a few other questions to see if he was on the right path?
Katsuki sat up, standing in annoyance. “Damn it.”

Izuku pulled out his phone, looking through the contacts. There had to be some body-he just wanted to cuddle, but if the memories got worse he’d need something else so his class 1-A friends were out of the question. Class 1-B? The only person he felt comfortable with besides Shinsou was Monoma when it came to cuddling, but he already ruled Monoma out. What if Monoma was the only option for now? He’s blonde. He’s open. He can be rough and he can be gentle. He did cheat him out of a proper blowjob because of time, though the other seemed to enjoy it when it was fast. The least he could do is text the other right?

Izuku: Monoma?
Izuku: .....
Izuku: Are you awake?

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Monoma woke up to the sound of three chimes. He always left his sound on at night just Incase a certain someone from class 1-A tried to contact him. 
He didn’t particularly like the other in any romantic way. Sure the greenette was nice and damn the sex was good, but he was fine being a single Batchelor. 

He sat up, grabbing his phone. 

Izuku: Monoma
Izuku: ...
Izuku: Are you awake?

Monoma read the messages tiredly.

Monoma: I am now 😉
Monoma: How can I be of some service? 😜

He laughed to himself. No matter how tired, he knew if Izuku needed him this late, it was important. 

Izuku: I need you here. Please. 

‘He said please. And not only that, he said he needed me there. Means he’s worse off than I thought.’

Monoma: I don’t care if it’s cuddles or sex, I’m omw. I’ll be there in a few minutes.

Monoma got up, grabbing his uniform and a change of underwear, just in case. 

Izuku sat there, images of the past flashing before him. Scenes playing out in his head. 

*****

‘You like it here, don’t you? You’re so fucking tight! To think, Bakugou would have had this all to himself if he’d stop being such a fucking asshole. Open his eyes!’ 

Izuku cried, too weak to struggle anymore like he did at the beginning. ‘Don’t talk about him!’ He managed to get out. 

‘Little sluts shouldn’t talk, maybe your mouth needs to be kept busy too.’

‘No! Stop! Don’t-‘

*****

Izuku was brought out of his thoughts with a soft knock at the door. 

He stood up, opening the door. Without even looking he pulled the visitor into a desperate hug. To be honest he didn’t even care if it was Monoma or not at this point. 

Katsuki had gotten up from his bed in annoyance and started to head to the source of his current problem, Izuku. 
Even when he wasn’t around, the only thing Katsuki could think about was that damn nerd. 

There was a knock on Izuku’s door that caused Katsuki to pause and hid behind the corner of the wall to see what was happening. 
He watched at the greenette opened the door and pulled someone into a hug. He didn’t even look to see it was Monoma! That asshole shouldn’t even been over here. And what did he have in his arms? His uniform? Was he staying the night?

“Got here as fast as I could, but it looks like you needed me here faster,” Katsuki heard the ass Monoma tell Izuku. He watched as the other blonde pulled back slightly to cup the green haired boy’s cheeks and felt his face up to look at him. 

Was Deku crying?

“Izuku are you crying?”

Izuku didn’t answer, he just pulled the other down into a deep and heated kiss. 

Katsuki heard Monoma sigh into the kiss, shocked at the fact that Deku would even resort to dating some stupid extra from class B. Date? Maybe date was a strong word. Hookup on the other hand, that seemed to be something that described the situation. He watched in angering disbelief as they practically sucked each other’s faces off with how deep the kiss was becoming, slight tinge of jealousy that he didn’t understand. He took a slow deep breath and let it out quietly. He need to focus and keep a level head, he could address his emotions later, but right now he needed to figure out what was going on. He was at a crossroads. He could storm in there and ask his questions or he could wait and let Izuku do what it looks like he needed to do, as the other wasn’t crying as much anymore. 

Monoma tossed his spare clothes into Izuku’s room before gripping the back of his thighs. 

The normally very careful Izuku now didn’t care much if anyone saw. He jumped up, wrapping his legs around Monoma’s waist. He moaned when he felt the blonde grab under his thighs and push him against the hallway wall. 

Katsuki’s eye twitched in annoyance. He watched that extra pick Izuku up and push him against the wall. He froze when he heard the nerd moan. His feelings were starting to resurface and he didn’t want to move, not wanting either to catch him hiding like a wimp. So, he decided to stay hidden until they at least had the decency to take it to Deku’s room.

Monoma kissed down the other’s neck, halting slightly. “So you removed the biting ban, huh?”

Izuku blushed darkly. “Oh my-shut up! Why does everyone keep asking me that? Shinsou bit me this morning and I let him get away with it only because it was probably the last time we were going to do it.”

“Those do not look like Shinso’s teeth,” Monoma teased, nipping at the other’s neck. 

“Monaaa,” Izuku whined. He had stopped crying at this point, pouting at the other. 

“Guess I didn’t come over to just cuddle, hm? Should I add to the growing list of people who got to bite you?” He continued to tease. 

“Mona, pleeease,” Izuku begged.

“Please what? Stop teasing you? Touch you?” He asked, hand moving to touch under the greenette’s robe. 

Izuku let out a breathy moan, “N-not in the hallway..! Fuck- please-"

Bakugou froze as he watched the other blonde touch that damn nerd, slightly turned on by the moan it elicited from the freckled boy-though he’d never admit it. 

Monoma gave him one last kiss before pulling away and slowly letting Izuku down to go into the room. 

Katsuki watched as the two walked into that damn nerd’s room. As much as he wanted to barge into Said room and demand answers, or go over to stick his ear up against the door for research purposes-he didn’t want to just hear that stupid freckles idiot’s moans or anything of the like, no-he wasn’t going to. He was going to go back to his room, think about all the possibilities, get angry that he wasn’t asleep, and stay up all night or until he figured it out.
He quickly stormed off back to his room, trying not to even acknowledge his jealous feelings that he totally didn’t have and he totally wasn’t confused by.

Chapter Text

Izuku laid back on his bed, already stripped down and waiting. He watched as Monoma closed and locked the door.

Monoma turned to see Izuku sprawled out on the bed and it lit a fire in him. The needy way Izuku’s eyes looked him over, begging him to hurry up. He quickly started stripping, groaning when he saw the hungry look Izuku was giving him.

Izuku let out an audible moan when he saw that Monoma was hard, eyes locked on the other as he moved to the bed.

Monoma looked him over. “Can I do whatever I want?”

Izuku was a bit taken back by the question. “Yes?”

“I want you to just lay there and do absolutely nothing, okay?” He gently touched the other’s thighs.

“Okay? What do you mean?” He let out a little shiver at the touch, looking down at Monoma’s hands.

“You pleasured me this afternoon, now I’m going to pleasure you. I’m going to make you my pillow princess for the night.”

“Your...what?” Izuku looked up at the other, confused.

“Unless you prefer prince,” he said quickly.

“That’s not really what I’m stuck on-what’s a pillow princess exactly?”

Monoma looked at him in slight disbelief. “You...you don’t know what a pillow princess is?”

Izuku looked to either side of him before looking back up to Monoma extremely confused. “No?”

“Well, I’ll explain it to you in a sense of what I’ll be doing to you. For you to be a pillow princess you will lay there and you will let me service you,” he leaned down between the other’s legs. “You’ll let me pleasure you and you won’t have to do any work yourself. You can even tell me where to go, what you want. I’ll make you cum so many times you’ll be having dry orgasms. Does that sound good to you?” He looked up at him as he kissed along the inside of his thigh.

“Y-yes,” Izuku’s voice cracked slightly and his member twitched in interest. “Yes. Please.”

“Good boy,” he nipped lightly at his thigh.

Izuku bit his lip, trying to suppress a needy moan.

“Such a good boy. Do you want me to bite your thighs? You like my teeth?” He teased him slightly as he bit them gently.

Izuku pushed weakly with a voice even weaker. “No. No teeth. I can’t-,” his dick was already dripping from the actions.

“You can’t what?” He asked gently before biting down harder on the other thigh.

Izuku let out a strangled cry, hands gripping at the sheets. “Please. Please, please, please,” he begged.

The blonde chuckled, “I thought you didn’t want me to bite your leg.”

“Please, Mona,” the freckled boy whined. “I need it-want it-“ he let out a moan that Monoma thought should be illegal.

“Alright, Princess,” he teased before biting down hard on the muscle and fat. He sucked harshly at the skin, marking him up by doing the same thing a few more times.

Izuku let out a loud desperate cry with each bite and suck. He whimpered with every kiss and spread his legs as wide as they would go.

Monoma pulled back watching as the boy laying in front of him immediately relaxed, panting and shivering. “Look at you. Haven’t even touched you here yet, and you already leaking so much fucking precum,” he blowed softly on his member.

Izuku whined, gripping at the sheets again. “Please, please.” He looked down at him, pure lust in his eyes. Brain already getting fuzzy with arousal.

“What do you want me to do, Princess? Tell me what you want, use your words,” he chuckled, and Izuku thought that tone was illegal.

He shuddered, “Wanna cum. T-touch me? Please, touch me.”

Monoma gave him a smug smiled and Izuku felt another shudder run through his whole body. “Here?” He blew on his member again. “Or here?” He gently lifted his thighs slightly and spread his cheeks. “Or both?”

Izuku whimpered at the teasing, loving what it did to his body and his brain. “Bo-“ he had to stop and breath, moaning slightly. “Both?” He sounded mostly confused. “Want you to do what you want to make me cum,” he said after a moment to catch his breath.

Monoma had patiently waited, giving soft kisses to his thighs as the other took his time. He gave him a mischievous smile when the other had came up with a decision. “Make you cum however I want, hm?” He nipped at the thigh, watching as Izuku’s back arched slightly and his mouth hung open in a silent cry. He really was weak to biting and marking.

“Please,” his voice cracked, gripping the sheets and letting them go a few times. “Mona, mona-please.”
He rocked his hips, pleads starting to become more desperate as clarity started to come back to his brain. He didn’t want to think or feel, he just wanted to get lost in the pleasure and stay lost.

“Sorry, I’ll stop teasing you,” he kissed the inside of his thigh once more before licking the underside of his cock from the base to the tip.

Izuku shuddered, letting out a small whine. “Mona-fuck..”

He took the head of his cock into his mouth, tongue swirling around it. He then started to take him deeper.

Izuku shuddered harshly, hands moving to lace fingers into the other’s hair.

Monoma slowly took him deeper until he reached the base. He swallowed around him before pulling back.

Izuku moaned loudly, legs closing around his head. “Oh, fuck,” he was breathless.

Monoma grabbed his thighs, pulling them open. He repeated the process of slowly moving along him a few more times before pulling off him with a pop. “Do you want me to fuck you, Izuku?”

Izuku looked at him in a daze, having to listen to Monoma ask two more times before giving him a nod. He grabbed under his knees when Monoma lifted them up to him. Izuku watched as the other kissed from his ankle to his knee and down his thigh to his pelvis bone.

Monoma slowly made his way to Izuku’s ass, giving one cheek a hard bite which elicited another broken cry from the said boy.
He gave a gentle lick before kissing his pink hole.

“Mona, please,” he begged desperately. “I can’t.”

He pushed his tongue in, enjoying how the ring of muscles clenched hungrily around him. He sucked softly before pushing his tongue even deeper.

Izuku opened his mouth in a silent scream as his back arched. His grip on his knees tightened and he whined highly as the other continued to suck and thrust his tongue.

Monoma groaned at the feeling of the boy below him clenching around his tongue. He reached up to start pumping him with one hand and palmed himself slightly with the other hand.

“No, no, no-fuck! Mona! Gonna cum! Fuck!” He cried out before he started to cum on his stomach and chest.

Monoma didn’t stop pumping him, nor did he let him have a break from the sucking and the thrusting he was doing.

Izuku dug nails into his legs, moaning loudly. “St-stop! Just came, please, please. Can’t-“ a shudder shook his whole body harshly as he felt the blonde insert a finger along with his tongue.

Monoma pulled out his tongue and inserted another finger, spitting at Izuku’s entrance. He went to his thigh, biting it and watched as the other boy squirm. “Does it feel good, Princess?”

“I can’t-“ he whined at the sensitivity.

“Can’t what?” He leaned forward to kiss along his shaft. “What is it, Princess?

He let out a grunt that turned into a desperate, pleading moan. He cursed and squirmed under the other’s touch.

Monoma pulled back, removing his hands from the other. He loved the way the other whined at the loss. “This better, Princess? Im giving you a break like you wanted.”

“Please,” he whimpered, eyes brimming with frustrated tears.

“Alright, but only because you asked nicely. Bareback or protection?” He asked as he got up.

“Bareback,” he said a bit too earnestly.

Monoma chuckled as he found the lube and walked back over. “Bareback, hm? I’d prefer not to eat you out with my cum in you, but sometimes you have to do what you have to do.”

“Wai-wha-you were gonna eat me out?” Izuku looked at him in slight disbelief.

“While I might not be giving you much of a break between orgasms, I’m going to need a slight break to last as long as you need me to.”

He flushed darkly, looking to the side. “Well, can’t you eat me out first?”

“Technically I started to eat you out before, but alright.”

“I know you wanted me to be a pillow princess, but for this could I..” He mumbled something.

“I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” He asked gently.

“Could I...ride your face?” He asked shyly.

Monoma looked a bit shocked. “I mean, I don’t mind.”

“Can we...can we do that first?” He asked hopeful.

“Well, I felt that was the implication, but yes. We can,” he got back in the bed, laying down. “Come and sit on your throne, Princess.”

Izuku quickly sat up with a whine. “You’re sure it’s okay?” He asked as he crawled over to him.

“Izuku, you have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to ask me to eat you out, but I’ve been waiting just as long for you to ride me or my face.”

Izuku’s face became a deep red. “Could I...ride you after? I never really thought it was on the table. You like to be in control usually.”

“Who says I can’t be in control while you’re riding me,” he smirked over at him.

Izuku let out an audible gasp before straddling his chest.

“That’s a good boy. Now move back some. Straddle my shoulders. I’m going to wrap my arms around your thighs.”

Izuku had a bad feeling about that, but did as he was told anyway.

Monoma gently wrapped his arms around Izuku’s thighs before spreading his ass cheeks and leaning up to do what he had done earlier.

Izuku moaned, rocking his hips slightly. “F-feels good.”

Monoma sucked and nipped at Izuku’s hungry hole, tongue curling and thrusting expertly. His nails digging into the other’s asscheeks. He sucked hard before using his teeth yet again.

Izuku gasped loudly letting out a strangled moan. “Wait-Monoma! You didn’t say-fuck! Oh fuck!” He rocked his hips more, grinding down onto him and body shaking slightly.

The two of them continued like this for a few more minutes, Monoma sucking a bit harder and Izuku starting to really feel it.

“Mona, please. Can’t anymore,” he went to lean off of him only for the blonde to pull him back and double his efforts. He held him tighter and Izuku let out a shocked moan.
Izuku continued his attempts to get off of Monoma, but every time resulted in him allowing Monoma to gain the upper hand and thrust his tongue in further.

It wasn’t long before he had started cumming, painting Monoma’s stomach.
Even then Monoma didn’t stop. He continued dispite the pleas from Izuku to at least slow down.

Before long Izuku was a blubbering, moaning mess that couldn’t even speak. There was now a puddle of cum between him and Monoma’s chest and stomach. He was laying on the other, only partially coherent enough to understand he was going to be cumming again.
His body soon started convulsing and he let out a desperate moan, shaking harshly.

Monoma finally unwrapped his arms and let Izuku go free, the other too blissed out to even realize what was going on.

Izuku shook and let out wanton moans as Monoma removed his tongue and pulled his face away.

“You okay there, Princess?” Monoma chuckled.

Izuku was panting and whining at the over stimulation. His body was tingling and his brain was pleasantly buzzing with pleasure.

Monoma gently rolled Izuku off of him, laughing slightly at the amount of cum on himself. “Wow, princess, didn’t know you’d have so much. Won’t be much longer until I’ll be making you have some dry orgasms.”

Somewhere in his brain, Izuku registered that Monoma was talking to him, but that somewhere was feeling really hazy right about now. So, he settled for letting out a confused whine and lazily looking towards him.

“Not that I mind, but I don’t think you’re going to be riding anybody anytime soon. So, I might as well help myself,” he smiled, leaning down to lick Izuku’s cum off of said boys stomach.

Izuku let out a little high pitched sound at the feeling, head lulling from side to side.

“That’s a good boy. I won’t put it in until you can at least think a little bit, okay?” Monoma smiled moving further down the other’s torso. He took the other’s tip into his mouth.

Izuku let out a loud wanton moan, back arching and body shuddering harshly.

Monoma pulled back off of him, chuckling. “I didn’t say I’d stop pleasuring you. I just said I wouldn’t put it in, though I guess I could give you a small break and play with some of your other erogenous zones.”

Izuku was starting to gain enough clarity to decipher whether the other was talking to him and mumbling noises that sounded muted and muffled by the other.

Monoma slowly kissed up his stomach to his chest. He licked one nipple as he tweaked the other.

Izuku let out a desperate moan, back arching again.

The blonde continued, biting lightly at his chest which elicited a quiet sobbing moan from the other. He pulled back slightly to watch as the other convulsed slightly. He chuckled and leaned down. “Looks like your first dry orgasm by my hand was while you were out of it.”

It was a while later that Izuku found himself coherent. He looked down and watched as Monoma kissed his side. He whined at that, “Mona, what?”

“Oh, he can speak now,” he teased. “Welcome back.”

“What, what happened?” He whined. “Wait, I think I remember. It’s all fuzzy though,” he bit his lip, embarrassed.

“I ate you out until you couldn’t even move or speak. I also gave you your first dry orgasm of the night. Now that you’re coherent I can fuck you, okay?”

“You didn’t while I was out?”

Monoma shook his head. “Now, If you go incoherent again while I’m fucking you I’m not going to stop and wait, but it’s not the same if I can’t see your genuine reaction to feeling good at first. Ready for me to put it in? I’ve been stretching you a bit too. Made sure you were open enough so you wouldn’t get hurt.”

Izuku blushed darkly. “You take such good care of me.”

“I consider us as fuck buddies with benefits.”

Izuku laughed. “What does that even mean?”

“Means I like to fuck you, but if you need me for just cuddling I’ll be there for that too. I care about you.”
Izuku went to protest, but Monoma cut him off. “No, not in a romantic way, don’t worry about that. I just mean,” he paused moving down his body. “I don’t know how to describe it. So, I guess I just mean that you’re a good person and I want to make sure no one else hurts you.”

“What do you mean, ‘no one else’?” He asked a bit concerned.

“Izuku, I’m not stupid. You might be able to trick everyone else, and i may not know exactly what happened, but I know someone’s hurt you. I know you’ve been so upset about it that you wanted a distraction. I know that’s why I’m here, and I genuinely don’t mind being a distraction. So, are you going to let me distract you?” He took the other’s left leg and put it over his shoulder. He gently pushed his tip against his entrance. “Well?”

Izuku whined. “Okay, o-okay. Come on. We can talk another time, I want it,” he begged uncharacteristically easy.

Monoma slowly pushed his tip in before quickly thrusting all the way to the hilt.

Izuku moaned loudly, back arching and body convulsing slightly.

Monoma froze, shuddering slightly. “Did you just-“ he looked Izuku in the eyes, smirking and giving him a smug look. “You just had another dry orgasm, didn’t you?”

Izuku covered his face with his arms, neck and ears already turning red. “Shut up,” he said weakly.

“That’s so hot, Princess,” Monoma pulled almost all the way out, moving Izuku’s other leg onto his shoulder as well. He pushed all the way back in and then repeated that process a few more times.

Izuku’s hands flew to the sheets, gripping them tightly as a loud moan left his lips and a shudder wracked his body.

Monoma paused only to move Izuku’s legs. He grabbed them behind the knees and pushed them up to Izuku’s chest.

The other gave a high moan which turned into a whine at the feeling of the slight stretch of his muscles.

Monoma started a rough yet slow pace, soon picking up speed.

Izuku gasped and let out a constant trail of ‘oh fuck’ and a few ‘more, please’. His toes curled and he clenched around the other.

Monoma groaned at the sudden tightness, pushing Izuku’s legs apart. He made sure that the others knees were touching the bed before he started a rough pace again.

Izuku cried out desperately, loving the new stretch. “Mona, Mona! Fuck! So good,” he whined hoarsely. “Please,” he begged.

Monoma continued that pace until he saw Izuku start to convulse again. The feeling of Izuku tightening around him and shuddering under his touches, combined with knowing the other was having another dry orgasm beneath him was enough to send the other over the edge. His hips thrust wildly into the other and he groaned as he came inside the other, pounding into him through his orgasm.

Izuku practically screamed out a moan as he felt the other cumming into him, gripping at the pillow tightly and eyes rolling back.

After they both caught their breath, Monoma continued to tease Izuku’s erogenous zones until he was ready to fuck him agaim.
This continued until the early hours of the morning and neither of them got any sleep when 7 am rolled around.

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Izuku left extra early to go to the showers. He felt it probably wasn’t too good for his skin with how many showers he’d been taking lately, but figured it was better to take showers and possibly hurt his skin than to smell like sex and get discovered.
He tiredly walked into the shower room, unaware of the eyes in the room following him.

He opened the curtain, stretching with a yawn before cursing slightly with how sore his body was. Though, he had to admit, he didn’t mind this kind of pain. He liked the feeling of stretching after a good fuck, gave him the same good pain that a nice workout did. He opened the second curtain turning on the water before going to start stripping for his shower. He closed the curtain before inspecting himself.
“Damn,” he mumbled to himself. He could feel all the different bite marks on his thighs. He went to stand under the water and hissed slightly when the water hit the particularly deep bite marks on his ass.

Katsuki knew what he was going to do. He hadn’t slept at all that night and he had been thinking the whole time. He decided he’d confront Deku, even if he wasn’t sure of how to do so yet. He knew the other would probably be taking a shower and hoped that he would be taking a morning shower.
He got in there early in the morning, just in case, and sat in the corner of the locker changing area and waited.

After about an hour or so he watched as Izuku walked into the shower, bite marks everywhere. That pissed him off and he wasn’t even sure why.

After Izuku finished his shower he got dressed into his uniform. He made sure to bring bandages and wrap his neck and even his wrists.
He didn’t feel any less tired after his shower, but he did feel more refreshed. He could tell the day was turning around. He smiled to himself, feeling lucky to have such good friends and acquaintances in his life. Even if he didn’t have the one person he wanted more than everything close to him, he was genuinely happy with who surrounded him.
He opened the curtain happily, only for his smile to immediately fall. He had a sudden feeling of dread.

Katsuki noticed the other was probably almost done and went to walk over to the curtain. He saw the smile fall from Izuku’s face, frowning slightly at the other’s reaction. What happened to the Izuku that was always trailing after him and calling for him.

“K-Kacchan? What are you doing here?”

“These are the showers. I can be here. They’re for all the students,” he said nonchalantly.

“I meant right here outside of my shower. There are other showers. Did you need me for something?” He strained slightly.

“I need to talk to you,” he said seriously.

Izuku could feel his stomach drop and a cold sweat start to form.

“Relax, it’s just a little curiosity I have.”

Izuku swallowed slightly, nodding. “Alright..yea okay..”

Katsuki looked over the other, noticing how nervous he was and felt an uncharacteristic waver in his commitment. He looked to the side, sighing. He’d ask a different time. “I heard from those idiots that you were holding a study session or whatever. I was curious to see if you wanted someone smart there to help those idiots.”

Izuku blushed slightly and looked up at him with a face similar to how he used to look at Bakugou before it tinged into slight sadness.
“That isn’t funny, Kacchan. I know you’d rather not spend time with me...that you’ll never like me. I heard you yesterday.”

“I just meant I’d never date you.. I have thought about it a lot, talked it out with Kirishima, and I want to apologize for how I treated you all the way up until now, actually.”

“Kacchan, please don’t apologize for that. Though I do accept your apology and you did go too far in middle school, I also know you didn’t mean it and you also saved me,” he shifted slightly.

“How the hell did I save you?! I was such a terrible person to you!” He growled, feeling guilty when he saw the other flinch. “Tch. See? You even flinch when I get loud.”

“Katsuki,” Izuku started sternly making the other look at him with furrowed brows. “You really don’t know what your friends have done. Alright? The ones from middle school. And I’m glad for it. But you had treated me the same whether I had a quirk or not. Everyone else either treated me like glass or...I don’t want to mention the things that happened. You. You might not believe me, but you are one of the things that got me to stay alive to this point. Sure, I wavered slightly when you told me to go kill myself, but as I thought about it... I realized that you’d feel so guilty if I actually went through with it and you’d hate that I did it. You’d regret it, and you’re going to be an amazing hero, Kacchan. I didn’t want to be a distraction and I still don’t want to be one, but if I can somehow help you and push you up-“ things started to get blurry, eyes watering on their own. He wiped at them. “A-anyway. Enough of my rambling. I’m saying all this to tell you I forgive you for what you need to be forgiven for and I accept your apology. I also thank you for not being like the friends you had. I’m proud that you have amazing friends now. Friends that you can trust. Friends that won’t hurt others. And also, my flinching wasn’t from things that you did. Sometimes, especially when I haven’t had a lot of sleep, loud noises get to me. Guess it’s PTSD or something, to be honest I try not to put a label on it. I just want you to know that I’m not lying and that it really isn’t anything you’ve done that caused this.”

Katsuki stood there the whole time in slight disbelief, but also relief. He thought the freckled boy might hate him, but Kirishima was right again.
He listened to everything that Izuku had to say and waited patiently for him to finish.
“Thank you,” he said uncharacteristically soft, letting out a sigh of relief. “Listen, I don’t think I’m ready to just start being friends again. Not yet, anyway. However, if you wanted to try-“ he clenched his fists. “This is really hard, talking like this I mean. So, if you wanted someone else tonight,” he trailed off, looking away.

Izuku smiled softly at that. Being friends would be enough, “I’d love for you to join, Kacchan. Though, I need to talk to you and Kirishima today at lunch about tonight. Just ask Kiri where we met yesterday during lunch and get him to bring you there before you go to the cafeteria. If you don’t mind, I mean.”

“I guess I don’t mind,” he pouted slightly. “See you in class or whatever.”

Izuku smiled. “Thank you, Kacchan. I’ll see you in class.”

Izuku went to his room to grab his things. He then walked to class, pip in his step. He still looked exhausted, but he looked really happy as well. He sat in his seat and he patiently waited for class to start.

Katsuki watched Izuku leave, glancing down to his ass before quickly looking to the wall and screaming internally to himself. Where the fuck was he looking.

The time moved just as slow and fast as it had the day before.
When the bell rang Izuku immediately grabbed his things and started to head to the spot he had originally met Kirishima with a happy smile.

Kirishima noticed how happy the other looked and smiled about it. After yesterday he thought the other would still be down.

“Oi, shitty hair. Wait. Need you to do me a favor.”

“Bakubro?” Kiri looked at him a little surprised.

“We can talk about some things tonight, but I need you to take me to...where you and Deku met yesterday? He said we needed to meet him there now.”

“Ah, must be why he’s so happy. You’re talking to him,” he said, mostly to himself.

“What?” Katsuki looked at him confused.

“Ah, I just mean.. yesterday you pretty much said you hate him and he’s always trying to be your friend,” Kirishima back peddled. “It makes sense that he’s so happy today.”
Kirishima paused. “Wait, why are we both needing to meet with him?”

“Something about tonight. The study date thing or whatever.”

Kirishima blinked a few times. “Okay, what? Why are you going to be meeting for this?”

“Because I’m helping you all study?” Katsuki said slightly annoyed.

“You-you’re going to-” Kirishima needed to sit down, so he did. He was happy and excited, but also in an understandable amount of shock.

“Can you be surprised later? He wanted to meet us during lunch and I’m hungry.”

“Right. Right, yea, sorry,” Kiri quickly stood up to gather his things. “Sorry.”

Katsuki watched in slight impatience as Kirishima loaded up his backpack.

“Alright,” the red head smiled as he made sure he had everything. “Let’s go.”

“Lead the way,” Katsuki put his hands in his pockets.

Kirishima took Katsuki to the area he had met Izuku, but they didn’t see him. Then Kirishima heard it. He paused and held a finger up to his lip towards Katsuki.

Katsuki furrowed his brows before he heard the sound as well. It sounded like heavy breathing with a few whines and a bit of wheezing mixed in.

Kirishima and Bakugou slowly moved around to the side of the building, peering slightly to see a hyperventilating Izuku, bent over slightly in a squatting position and leaning on his knees.

Kirishima immediately moved into action, softly making his way to Izuku and motioning for Bakugou to do the same.

Bakugou reluctantly moved around the building towards the other boy. He had never seen the nerd like this and it worried him. It genuinely worried him.

Kirishima leaned down and reached out to gently touch Izuku’s shoulder.

Izuku flinched away, knocking the the other’s hand away. He started wheezing and hyperventilating harder, squeezing his eyes shut and yelling out “Don’t touch me!” Before whimpering slightly between panting and wheezing.

Kirishima didn’t take it to heart and tried a different approach, talking softly, but loud enough the other could hear him over his hyperventilating. “Izuku. Izuku it’s me. It’s Kirishima.”
There wasn’t much of a response. He watched as the other continued to breath unevenly and roughly. He tried again, trying yet another approach. “Can you hear me, Izuku? I won’t touch you again until you’re ready. I’ve got Katsuki with me. You know. It’s Kacchan.”

This time the greenette was able to open his eyes ever so slightly and managed to get out a “K-Kac...Kacchan?” between breaths.

Katsuki felt useless, but he noticed the slight change when the nerd had heard his name. “Yea, I’m here, Deku..” he said cautiously.

After a few minutes Izuku had calmed down to just slight panting, moving to look between the two. “Kacchan...and Kiri,” he whimpered. “I’m sorry... you had to see me this way...”

“Is it okay if I touch you, now?” Kiri smiled softly, not wanting the other to feel obligated to say yes.

“Um, I think it’s okay now,” he swallowed thickly.

Kirishima gently took the other into a gentle hug, letting the smaller boy set the pace for how much was too much.

Izuku hug d him back, gripping at the red head’s shirt and trying to catch his breath.

Katsuki looked Izuku over, the nerd looked like he had just ran a marathon. He was panting and sweating like crazy.
“What happened?”

Kirishima and Midoriya both looked at him, Izuku moving away from Kirishima to face Katsuki.
Izuku’s looked a bit defensive. “Nothing. Just..it was nothing. I’m fine,” he said quickly.

“Deku, you don’t look fine. You look like a mess,” Katsuki crossed his arms. He ignored the social cues from Kiri to stop and leave it alone.

“I’m sorry, what?” Izuku hugged his arms, getting defensive.

“You heard me. You look like a mess. What happened?”

“Frankly it’s no one’s business what possibly happened. Now, if you’ll excuse me. I’d like to just tell you why you’re here and be left alone for a while. Alright?”

Katsuki wanted to push further but held himself back. He took a deep breath, closing his eyes and counting to ten before exhaling and opening his eyes. “I’m sorry. Alright. Please continue,” he said like he was straining to control any remarks or temper that may have tried to slip trough.

Izuku noticed the other’s attempt to control his temper and soften slightly. “I just..Thank you, Kacchan..”

Kirishima smiled slightly at the progress between the two.

“So, tonight.. I was planning to try and set Denki and Shinsou up together.”

This caught both the taller males by surprise.
“What?” Kirishima was the first to speak.

Izuku smiled softly. “Shinsou is a good friend, he deserves to have a chance to be with the person he really wants to be with, right? And Denki is sweet. So.. I just want to help them, you know? Denki at least is interested in Shinsou, even if subconsciously. I know for a fact Shinsou is head over heals about Denki.”

“How do you know that?” Katsuki asked protectively. “What makes you think that brain washing bastard is good enough for Dunce face? And how do I know you haven’t been brainwashed by him to say good things about him.”

Izuku looked at Katsuki a moment before sighing. “You’re really amazing, Kacchan. You can get so protective... he’s not brainwashed me. He is a really good..friend,” he wasn’t technically lying. No, they weren’t good friends like her had previously stated, but he and the lavenderette were now officially considered friends and they skipped the awkward phases since they had been having sex since before the tired looking teen had even entered into their class. Not to mention he had been there for Izuku through a lot of painful nights, just like Monoma. Monoma.. Izuku had a sudden urge to message him.

“Oi, Earth to Deku,” Katsuki snapped his fingers annoyed.

“He’s a good friend and he’s a good person. He’s going to make a great hero. Just like Denki. So, I think it’ll be nice for them to get together,” Izuku shook himself away from his thoughts. “Anyway. I’d like for the two of you to leave me alone, please.”

“I won’t try and push you, Midobro, and Bakubro promises not to push you anymore, so will you please sit with us at lunch?” Kirishima asked shyly. “TetsuTetsu will sit with us,” he tried. “I just don’t think you should be alone right now.”

Izuku stiffened a moment before slowly nodding. “Al-alright.. But you have to promise Tedd-I mean TetsuTetsu, is going to be there.”

“He is. We’re dating now, thanks to you,” Kiri gently petted the other’s head.

Katsuki watched them, tinge of discomfort, not much different from jealousy, forming in his chest as he watched them.

The three of them started heading towards the cafeteria, Kirishima and and Deku walking next to each other in front of Katsuki. Katsuki watching them quietly as Kirishima at one point put his arm around the green haired boy.

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When Izuku had first sat down with Kirishima and Bakugo, their table had fallen silent. There was this awkward air where everyone was just looking at each other. Then TetsuTetsu had come over and kissed Kirishima and sat down and there was even more confusion.

Todoroki and Tsuyu notice it first, unsure of what to do. It didn’t look like their friend was in trouble, especially the way they clung to that class-B Guy.

Soon enough Shinsou noticed as well, immediately getting worried. He could tell all the signs were there. He could see how Izuku jumped at small sounds and then would glance to see what the sound was. The way he clung to TetsuTetsu’s arm like it was his life line. He pulled out his phone to message Monoma, but when he glanced around to find him he saw him already looking.

Monoma was genuinely very worried about Izuku. He was smart so he figured out along the lines of what happened to Izuku already, so the fact that he now sat between Katsuki Bakugou and TetsuTetsu TetsuTetsu had him concerned. He wanted to confront the group, but was concerned with the repercussions. He knew he wasn’t the nicest to class A, since their first encounter, but Izuku was different. Despite his flaws he was genuine. He wanted to help people and still wants to.

Izuku sat there pretending to listen to the different conversations going on, but really everything felt numb. He felt like he had started dissociating and he knew what that would lead to so he really was trying to stay focused. He would look at Kacchan, then TetsuTetsu, then he would lean slightly to see Kiri. After that he would look took his group of friends who would sometimes be looking his way-anytime he made eye contact with anyone he just immediately looked down.
‘Look into my eyes, slut. Look at who’s doing this to you. It’s not your precious Kacchan. Look in my eyes you fucking whore.’
Izuku was trembling slightly as he hugged TetsuTetsu’s arm. He eventually looked over to Monoma who was staring at him intently and he felt like he couldn’t breath or look away. He knew it was Monoma and that he would never hurt him. He trusted him a lot. Almost completely. However, Izuku wasn’t seeing Monoma. Izuku was seeing a student he’d seen too many times in the past and in his nightmares. Izuku clung tightly to TetsuTetsu, breathing getting slightly faster. He started to look around the room to see if he could find the real one. He swears he had seen him earlier, it was all his fault. He sent him over the edge.
Or did he? He could have imagined him since he had no sleep. Sometimes stuff like that would happen, but it looked like him. And he noticed Izuku. And he smirked at Izuku.. he fucking smirked! It had to be him!

Since the moment they sat down at the table Katsuki had been hyper aware of Izuku’s movements and reactions. He noticed there was a lag from when everyone else laughed at something to when he would give a, to his ears, fake sounding laugh. He noticed the other had a pattern. Look at him, look at TetsuTetsu, look at Ei, look at his friend group at their normal table, and then look at that prick Monoma. He noticed that if anyone made eye contact with him he would quickly look away and down and he noticed the other tremble slightly like he wasn’t in this moment.

How close Izuku kept getting to TetsuTetsu was really starting to bother Katsuki. I supposed it wouldn’t bother him as much if it were making the other feel better, but from his point of view he was still shaking like a leaf. Then he noticed the other went stiff, breathing getting heavier, and that was all he needed. He reached over and tugged the nerd closer to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “Calm down,” he mumbled.

Izuku’s vision had started to go dark around the edges and he felt light headed. He didn’t want to pass out in front of his friends, he didn’t want to make a scene. He just wanted to disappear. Cry alone in his room. Panic alone in his room. Pass out alone..in his room. His breathing got harder, and then he felt it. He felt himself being practically ripped away from TetsuTetsu and s warm arm around his shoulders. He then heard a quietly mumbled “calm down” and he could feel his breath start to even, if only slightly.

Everyone at the table immediately noticed when Katsuki put his arm around Izuku, but- of course- no one was brave or stupid enough to mention anything except for one.

“When did you two get close?” Denki asked curiously, again ignoring the social cues to not ask.

Katsuki went to be defensive and remove his arm, but he felt the other tense and made sure the green haired boy knew he wasn’t leaving. “Doesn’t matter,” he mumbled back. “He looked like he could use a hug or some shit, I’m gonna be the next number one, right?”

Izuku’s eyes widened slightly and he looked over at Katsuki, face softening and eyes being drawn to the others face. A small smile formed on his lips. He relaxed fully with the other both physically and mentally and for the first time in a while he felt at peace.

It was at that moment that everyone at the table except for two blondes realized that Izuku was, in fact, head over heels in love with his Kacchan.

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After that little realization things slowly went back to normal, other than Izuku leaning against an only slightly uncomfortable Katsuki, the others choosing not to mention anything about it.

Izuku felt exhausted, but calm. He pulled out his phone, finally feeling up to being on it. He smiled softly as he saw some messages from Monoma and Shinsou asking if he were okay. He sent them both messages back saying how he was okay.

Katsuki looked over towards Izuku’s phone, curiosity getting the better of him for once. He read some of the messages, he knew he wasn’t supposed to.

Monoma: Brave Of you to do it in the showers. Didn’t know you were such a baddie 😉
Izuku: says the one that fucked me behind the gym during shared class training 😜

Katsuki paused. Now he knew he did something wrong. He read something he really wasn’t supposed to, but it was just at the top of the screen. He read further, he couldn’t stop reading. He needed to know.

Izuku: Meet me in the second floor bathroom asap.

Wasn’t that the bathroom no one ever went to? And that time, wasn’t that during lunch? Is that the reason he was a few minutes late to class?

Izuku: Monoma
Izuku: ...
Izuku: Are you awake?
Monoma: I am now 😉
Monoma: How can I be of some service? 😜
Izuku: I need you here. Please.
Monoma: I don’t care if it’s cuddles or sex, I’m omw. I’ll be there in a few minutes.

That explained a lot. He was trying to keep a calm and level head, but he felt a burning in his stomach and a buzzing in his head. ‘Whatever was happening he needed a distraction. One so bad that as soon as he had gotten there Deku needed to jump him in the middle of the hall?’ He looked to the greenette, ‘Deku, what happened to you?’

Katsuki was pulled from his thoughts at the movement of new messages appearing on the screen.

Monoma: Izuku are you alright? Do you need anything?
Monoma: are you having another panic attack?
Monoma: if you ever need me I’m here, alright?
Izuku: I’m okay now. Thank you, Knight, but this... princess... is independent for the most part.

Katsuki heard Izuku give a quiet giggle at some joke that he made.

Monoma: You may be an independent princess, but your my pillow princess and you can come back and sit on my face- I mean your throne anytime. 😉

Katsuki felt Izuku shudder slightly and noticed the blush forming slightly. After reading the message Katsuki should have been feeling angry like before, but he felt a new feeling bubble up and he imagined it. Deku laying back and not doing a damn thing. Just laying there enjoying himself and squirming with how good the pleasure is. Call his name- ‘woah, woah, woah, hormones calm down. I am not interested in the nerd like that,” he closed his eyes for a moment. ‘What the actual fuck.’

Izuku hadn’t noticed the other could see the messages so he decided there would be no harm in messaging back.

Izuku: Any time, hm? If tonight goes well I’ll have only you as a main piece, Mona. Anyone else is usually busy.

Katsuki opened his eyes to look back down and track the rest of the conversation. He tended ever so slight. ‘What?’

Monoma: Firstly, you need sleep or else. Secondly, I would love to. Lastly, your crush might like you back and then you’ll be the one leaving me ;0
Izuku: haha, very funny. He’ll never like me back, don’t be an ass.
Monoma: I wasn’t teasing. However, I’ll drop the subject, for now. Anyway, I’m glad you’re feeling better.
Izuku: ttyl

Izuku rolled his eyes and turned off his phone.

Katsuki quickly found a different place to look, eyes landing on the other blonde in the group.

Denki looked over at him and smiled, waving. “So, Midoriya~ We still on for tonight?”

“Yep,” Izuku nodded awkwardly, he didn’t like the attention. He just wanted to sit, relax, and watch his classmates.

“Cool! Oh, hey, Midoriya!”

“H-hm?” He looked back up at the blonde.

“What’s your type?” Denki smiled.

“Eh-what?” Izuku flushed darkly.

“You know.. your type?” Sero tried.

“Well..what kind of type? Dating, friends, other..things..?” He blushed even darkly.

Sero and Mina shared a surprised look.

“Dating first,” Sero started.
“Teen other things,” Mina continued without missing a beat.

Katsuki had perked up slightly, though not enough to draw attention to himself.

Izuku whined softly, squirming ever so slightly. “Well, um, I guess dating wise, someone who..cares? Someone who cares about others. Doesn’t matter how he-or they show it,” he back peddled quickly. “Though I guess I do prefer guys. Um, anything else?”

“What would they, or rather he, look like physically?”

His blush darkened. “Well, I guess they’d be strong. Someone who takes care of themselves.”

“Hair color?” Mina leaned in, figuring she already knew.

“I..I like blondes,” he shifted, wringing his hands nervously.

Katsuki glanced down at the other. ‘He looked really cute all nervous like that and squirming. Wonder if he’d look like that nervously squirming for my di-oh my fucking shit! No!’ Katsuki held in a breath closing his eye for a moment.

“Now for other things. What’s your type sexually~” Mina teased excitedly.

“I don’t discriminate,” he answered without hesitation.

“You don’t discr- what?” Sero looked at him surprised.

Izuku realized what he had said and blushed a deep red. “Ah, well, I mean...” he looked to the side.

Denki looked at him seriously. “Wait...Izuku have you done it before?”

Izuku froze, sweat breaking out. “What?” He looked back at him slowly, anxiety creeping in and clogging his vision slightly.

The others also seemed to be curious, other than Kiri and TetsuTetsu, leaning in slightly. No one seemed to notice the change in Izuku.

“Like, on a level of virgin and whore, what level are you?” Denki asked teasingly. “Are you a whore?” He joked.

Izuku froze for a moment, mind reeling at the word. In that split second memories flooded his mind.

“You fucking whore. You’re our whore now and no one will love you. No one will love a fucking whore like you. We’re all you have- the only ones who will ever care about you.”

“You don’t care! Please, I don’t want to do this anymore.”

“If you stop doing this we’re going to tell your precious Kacchan about what a whore you are. So, either get on your knees and beg for it like the whore you are or your Kacchan will know and leave you.”

Before anyone could comprehend what was happening, Izuku had stood up with an unreadable expression, mostly eerily calm. He reached across the table and slapped Denki hard enough to leave a mark. He glared down at him darkly. “I’m not a fucking whore. You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”

Exveryone was in shock as they watched Izuku walk away without his things, walking towards the dorms. The only thing he had was his phone, still in his other hand from before.

Kirishima was the first to move and break the silence, asking a teary eyed Denki if he was okay.

“I-I was just teasing, I didn’t mean it-“ he whimpered out. “I didn’t mean to make him angry-he was angry- I made Izuku angry,” he cried.

“Shh, Shh, it’s okay. It was probably just a misunderstanding,” Kiri tried to sooth him. “It’s okay, Kami,” he then turned briefly to TetsuTetsu and Katsuki. “You two go get Izuku. He might try to skip class and if he’s alone I’m worried about him,” he said quietly.

TetsuTetsu nodded, getting up and waiting on Katsuki.

Katsuki was seething. These weird feelings for Izuku he was trying to sort out be damned. That fucking Deku hit his friend. “Why do I have to go check on him,” he growled out.

“You saw him earlier. I’m sure he didn’t mean to hurt Denki. Maybe it was just too much stimulation.”

Monoma walked over to the group, fists gripped tightly at his sides. “What the fuck happened?”

“None of your fucking business,” Katsuki growled.

“It is my business,” Monoma growled back. “You class A asshats did something to upset Izuku, the only person in class A other than Shinsou that I even have one shred of respect for. You, come with me, we need to talk,” he pointed to Katsuki. “We’re going to check on him. TetsuTetsu if you were going to go too, that’s fine, but you give us a ten minute head start, understand?”

TetsuTetsu didn’t like all this aggression, but understood where the their was coming from. “Alright, Alright, But can everyone just take a deep breath and calm down first?”

“No,” Monoma and Katsuki said in unison.

Monoma started walking to Izuku’s room after grabbing his stuff. He swung it over his shoulder as he walked, Katsuki begrudgingly in tow.

Chapter Text

Monoma and Katsuki were quiet for the first part of the walk to the dorms. Izuku must have sprinted or ran because he wasn’t even seen.

“Oi,” Bakugou started, not knowing how to continue. He wanted answers, but he didn’t know the questions to ask.

Monoma stopped after he felt his phone buzzing. He pulled it out to see if it was Izuku messaging him and it was.

“Hey what are you stopping fo-“

“Shut up, it’s Izuku,” Monoma said simply, unlocking his phone. He looked at the new messages.

Izuku: Monoma I fucked up
Izuku: I fucked up. I think Kacchan hates me. He’ll never want to talk to me again.
Izuku: What do I do?
Izuku: I slapped Denki! I fucking slapped him! I didn’t mean to!
Izuku: Monoma? I think I’m ready to talk. To tell you...
Izuku: Monoma, I don’t know what to do, I need you. Please. I don’t know what’s happening. Everything is weird, my vision is weird. I don’t want to be alone. I’m scared. I need you here. Please. Please.
Izuku: I’m sorry that sounds so needy. I’m sorry, never mind. Ignore all that. I need to be alone. I want to be alone. Ignore all that. I’m sorry.

“Shit,” Monoma gripped his phone. “What the fuck did that dumbass say to him?” He started to walk again, picking up the pace.

Katsuki quickly started walking again as well, trying to match his pace.

“He was just being his dumb self and making jokes,” Katsuki defended.

“But what did he say?” Monoma retorted back in annoyance.

“He just asked if he was a whore.”

Monoma froze again. “What?”

“He might have called him one, I don’t know.”

Everything started to click in his head and he yelled in annoyance. “Fuck!”

Katsuki was taken a bit back. He had never seen this extra act like this. “What’s...I know about the two of you. I know he’s at least had sex with you and Kirishima and TetsuTetsu. I know there are probably more. I suspect that washing machine bastard. Is what Denki said really that far off base? I mean, he was just joking. Deku is the one that snapped. I understand maybe he’s a bit sensitive about the topic for some reason, but-“ Katsuki looked up at the other, pausing. Monoma had turned to glare at him.

“The only promise I made Izuku is that I wouldn’t say anything about us fucking, but you already know about it so I guess it doesn’t matter. I’ll tell you why I think Izuku freaked out.”

“I don’t care about your fucking theories. I just want to see if he’s fine and punch him in the face.”

“Shut the fuck up. You probably wouldn’t know how to treat him after either. Like glass maybe? Or maybe you’d call him a whore and be disgusted with him. Make him hate himself even more?” Monoma spoke with venom.

Katsuki was taken back. “What- I’d just treat him like Deku! I’ve always treated him the same no matter what! Sometimes I was a bit more of an asshole, but I never treated him like glass and I was never disgusted with him!”

Monoma took in a deep breath. He calmed himself and opened his phone back up to show him the messages. “Read.”

Katsuki wanted to protest but decided to read it anyway.
After reading the messages a shudder ran down his spine and he was significantly less angry at the other. “What..does he mean? What’s wrong with him?”

“Well, I’ve only seen him once this bad and I honestly never wanted to see him that way again,” he started speed walking again.

Katsuki started jogging, feeling slightly worried and anger almost completely gone. “What happened?”

“I don’t know what caused it, but I found him passed out in his room. Evidently he hyperventilated and passed out while he was waiting on me. He refused to seek medical help. Just downed a water bottle and jumped my bones.”

“You fucked him while he was like that?” Katsuki turned to the other angrily.

“No, no. No. Izuku cuffed me to the bed and road me like his life depended on it, and then he turned around and sucked me dry like a damn vampire. Pretty sure he uses sex as an outlet. It’s not healthy, but it was working for him. Lately though,” he slowed his pace a bit when they reached the dorm buildings. “He’s been more tired and he’s been calling on me more. I don’t know if he’s called anyone else, but definitely called me. Also, he didn’t really remember cuffing me to the bed or the rest. Makes me think maybe it’s a switch in his brain? Like, he knew it was me, called out my name, but something was different about him. Like he blacked out.”

“What can I do to help?” Bakugou asked, a bit quiet. “Is there anything at all?”

“You? I honestly don’t know. Anyone else I’d suggest fucking him stupid or just making him have a shit ton of orgasms until he can’t think,” he held the door for the other, watching him walk past. “But since it is you, I don’t think he’d let you.”

“Why me?” He waited inside and watched him start walking to the elevators. He followed him, waiting for an answer.

Monoma sighed. “Don’t think I should really say that.”

“Cause he hates me? Knew it.” He pressed the button, mumbling.

“He doesn’t hate you,” Monoma said as he stepped in.

“I’m pretty sure he does. Wants to get fucked by literally everyone else?”

Monoma paused as they waited for the elevator to start going up. “Do you want him to want you to fuck him?”

“Well I think it’s insulting that literally everyone else is fair game, but I’m not?”

There was a long pause. “What if I told you something Izuku never wanted you to know?”

“What?” He asked as the elevator slowed.

“He wants you. A lot. Really badly. Used to call me Kacchan,” he said quietly as the elevator rang out signaling as the doors opened. They both stepped out heading to Izuku’s room.

“You’re lying,” Katsuki said softly, unsure of how to feel.

“No, but why don’t you see what would happen if you told him the truth of how you felt about him.”

“The truth, huh?” He seemed annoyed.

“You like him, you’re at least interested in him sexually. Just ask him if you can fuck him cause you’re curious. He just might let you. Or maybe he’ll deny you because you’re special,” he stopped in front of Izuku’s room. He stepped back. “See if he’ll answer for you,” he said quietly.

Katsuki swallowed, raising his hand. He knocked slowly.

“Wh-who is it?” Izuku called quietly back.

“It’s me, Bakugou,” he hesitated. “Can you open the door please?”

“No,” he said quickly. “No, no.”

“If you don’t open the door I’m going to break it down.”

“I’m not opening the door,” Izuku said firmly.

“Fine, Whatever,” he said before moving to sit against the door. “I’m right here though. And so is Monoma.”

“Mona is? Bakugou... Bakugou.. Kacchan?” He asked softly. “Mona and Kacchan?” He asked softly.

“Yea,” Monoma spoke up. It’s me and your Kacchan, Izuku. Zuzu, can you be a good boy and open the door for us?” He asked smoothly and gently.

“No, it’s wrong,” he said, he sounded quiet and confused.

“What’s wrong?” Monoma asked soothingly.

“My head. My room. It’s not right. I messed up my room. My head isn’t okay,” His voice was trembling. He sounded so small.

“Will you at least unlock it? We won’t come in yet, I promise,” Monoma said softly.

There was a long silent pause before they heard the lock being turned.

“Can I please open it, Izuku?” Monoma asked desperately.

“I don’t want either of you to see,” he whimpered, sobs caught in his throat.

“We just want to make sure you’re okay,” Monoma spoke calmly, reaching for the door knob. “All I need is a small yes, Izuku.”

“O-okay,” he said softly.

Monoma opened the door slowly, eyes immediately drawn to the green haired boy curled up on the floor. “Izuku!” He went to him immediately, kneeling.

Katsuki looked around the nerd’s room, scanning over the mess of things. His sheets were thrown from his bed and Katsuki could see where some of Izuku’s figures were thrown and broken. His stomach sunk when he saw Izuku curled up on the floor.

Izuku curled up more, arms covering his head. He sniffled loudly, body shaking slightly.

“Let it out zuzu. Me and Bakugou are here, Alright?”

“Wh-who?” Izuku managed to get out, body shaking a bit more.

“Mona and Kacchan. Mona and Kacchan are here,” Monoma tried to sooth him, too scared to touch him. However, when he noticed the red on his hands he snatched them quickly, ignoring how he tried to pull away.

“Let go! Don’t touch me! Don’t fucking touch me! I hate you! Fuck you! I hate you! Leave me alone!” Izuku thrashed about, crying loudly.

Katsuki looked at him a bit shocked, unsure of what to do. What was happening? He was so confused and conflicted.

“Izuku,” Monoma spoke firmly. “Stop. It’s Mona,” he forced him to sit up against the wall and look at him. “Look. At. Me. You’re bleeding. You have glass in your hands. You probably have glass in your hair now. Do you understand?”

Izuku sobbed quietly. “I don’t know what’s happening. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t feel like this anymore. Mona I can’t keep it bottled up anymore. I can’t do this. I can’t do this.”

“You’re not listening. Izuku I need you to focus on here and now. Present time. Everything is going to be okay. What happened?”

Izuku looked in shock for a moment, breathing labored. His face started to contort into a devastated one, lip quivering And tears welling up again. “I slapped Denki,” he managed to sob out. “I didn’t want to-mean to. I-“ he choked out another sob.

“What happened, why did you hit him? Is it because of what happened in your passed?”

His past? Katsuki felt like he shouldn’t be there but was too nervous to move and distract Izuku. His comfort was all that mattered for now. He slowly sat down, trying to keep his distance for now.

“Wha- how? No, I mean yes. I-I,” He was struggling. His breathing was getting quicker. “He called me a whor-“ the word caught in his throat and he could feel his own breathing start to quicken. “No..nonono- I’m not-“ His breathing was starting to get quicker again.

“Izuku,” Monoma grabbed his chin forcing him to look at his face. “You’re okay. You’re in the present.”

Izuku tugged at his wrists, trying to get his hands free. “H-he was here!” He sobbed out. “One of them was here! I saw him,” he whined the last part out, looking up at the other desperately. “He tried to get my attention in the hallway, but I- I ran a-and then K-Kacchan and kiri showed up and then Denki called me that I just- it was too much,” he cried, thrusting his head back to hit the wall. He wailed out a scream before doing so again.”

“Izuku! Stop it, right now!” Monoma spoke firmly.

Izuku shivered, silent tears continuing to fall before he let out a small whimper.

“Izuku, I’m sorry if I scared you, I just want you to stop hurting yourself. Do you understand? I respect you greatly and I don’t want anything to happen to you. Just slow down and breath, okay? Who did you see?”

Izuku let out another whimper, curling in on himself as best he could.

“Zuku?” He asked softly. Moving to sit properly in front of the other and took out a handkerchief he had in his pocket. “Zuku focus on me. Just tell me.”

He sniffled, nodding slightly. After a few minutes of silence Izuku was able to finally speak. “I saw him, from middle school. He was a high schooler,” he spoke quietly. “At least that’s what uniform I usually saw him in.”

“You saw him often?” Monoma refused to let his emotions show, speaking gently for Izuku’s sake. He started to removed the few small glass pieces in his hands with the handkerchief carefully.

Izuku didn’t seem to notice, not all there still. “And his friends. Kacchan’s old friends, too,” he shuddered harshly at that. He kept staring at the wall behind Monoma.

Katsuki watched them, kicking himself mentally for feeling so useless. He took a calming breath so he could listen properly to the other.

“The first time I threw up and missed school two days. No one noticed. Second time I got cornered. I blacked out, but after that it became a frequent occurrence. Sometimes same people sometimes they changed. That high schooler is a senior here now. And-“ his voice cracked, tears prickling back up. “I can’t- I just..”

“Izuku it’s okay, I’m right here and so is Kacchan.”

“K-Kacchan is here?” He moved to get up.

Monoma had to keep him still. “Hold on, hold on. Let me finish.”

“Bu- I wanna see Kacchan, I want Kacchan- I-“

Katsuki quickly moved closer to the other two. “Izuku, I’m right here.”

“Wha- Kacchan-“ he looked confused.

“Deku, I’m right here,” he tried again to calm the other. “You’re alright now, alright?”

Izuku seemed to soften slightly, relaxing ever so slightly.

Monoma had ripped the bottom of his shirt to wrap the other’s hands. “Zuzu,” he called softly, trying to get his attention.

“H-huh?” He quickly looked to Monoma. “What? Oh?” He looked at his hands confused.

“I already have a strong idea of what happened, but I want you to say it, alright?”

“What?” Izuku looked horrified. “No- I- no, Nono,” he glanced at Katsuki and then back to Monoma. “N-no.”

“Zuzu, please. It’s important. And I’m sure you’ll feel better telling someone and getting it off your chest. If you want Kacchan and I can fix your bed up and close the door. We’ll keep the lights off and I’ll put aside my dislike for him long enough for us all to cuddle on the bed, alright?” He offered a soft smile.

Izuku seemed to relax slightly. He looked to Katsuki shyly. “Kacchan?”

“I’ll put aside my annoyance for that extra and be there for you, alright?” He assured him, head racing slightly. He had no idea what he was doing. Just ten minutes ago he wanted to punch him in the face and now he was doing everything in his power to try and make the other feel better.

Monoma slowly got up, making sure the other would be okay for a minute on his own. He shifted the bed back to where it belonged and started making the sheets, careful to double check and make sure there was nothing broken in or on it.

Katsuki moved to gently pet Izuku’s hair, hurting slightly when he saw the other flinch. He relaxed slightly however when the other looked up and saw him, giving him the most quiet relieved sigh and soft smile.

Izuku felt confused with his emotions and his head was swirling and foggy. He was making irrational impulsive decisions and it was like he himself was surprised by them when he would have split seconds of clarity. He was never going to tell anyone. He just wanted to fuck and forget, but it was clear Monoma wasn’t going to do anything and Kacchan was there anyway. In those split seconds of clarity he would panic slightly, the idea of his Kacchan being there and seeing him like that. His Kacchan hearing what he was saying. It caused panic to bubble up between the blissful feelings of numbness where his mind would shut down to preserve what little sanity he felt he had in the moment, dissociating and detaching himself from the situation and himself continuously on and off.

When Monoma and Katsuki had finished straightening up as best they could, Monoma mumbled to Katsuki to get into the corer so that Izuku could just crawl to him before Kacchan murmured back that it should probably be himself on the outside and explained how Izuku might feel safer that way.
Monoma nodded in agreement, crawling into the bed.

Katsuki walked over and picked up Izuku. “Okay, Deku. You’re going to tell us everything. I’m going to close the door and then I’m going to get in bed to cuddle as well, alright?”

Izuku nodded slowly. “Okay..”

Chapter Text

It had been about ten minutes of silence before Izuku finally spoke. The two blonds were in slight shock as they thought at that point the other had fallen asleep.
Monoma gave a soft sigh, internally thanking TetsuTetsu for not showing up.

Izuku sat up a little, he looked as though he were numb. No emotions visible and he couldn’t feel any either. He felt detached.

“You can take your time,” Monoma said quietly. “Go at your own pace.”

“And if you’d let me, I would like to hear. I want to know if I can help you,” Katsuki spoke up, feeling strangely vulnerable at the current moment.

“Okay,” Izuku said softly. “I never thought I would tell anyone what exactly happened before,” he said softly. “When I was in middle school, I was coming home from school. There were a bunch of high schoolers hanging out with some of Kacchan’s friends.. and they came over to me. One of them, they sling their arm around my shoulder. They told me they had something to tell me. At first I thought they were just going to beat me up again, but.. one of the high schoolers. He came over and bent slightly. He seemed so nice,” he gave a slight whine at the end. He faced forward, shifting slightly between the two blondes to sit up a bit.

The blondes on either side made sure he had room to move as he liked, while still trying to comfort him. They both chose to sit up when the other did.

“They said they wanted to talk to me about the books I had and Kacchan, and they apologized for beating me up. They said they wanted to be my friends, and at the time I was longing for friends. People to be close to,” he pulled his knees up. “So I followed them with excitement. I mean, who wouldn’t? People are offering to talk about things you love and apologizing for hurting you. Saying they want to be your friend? Of course I followed them,” he rationalized. “Of course I..but… they didn’t want to talk about my notebooks. They didn’t want to talk about Kacchan. They just wanted me..”

“Wanted you?” Katsuki asked, trying to gain some clarification.

“They wanted me,” he confirmed. “Wanted me to take off my clothes and lay on the ground. I told them no and that’s when they got physically violent. I-I don’t want to go into too much detail,” he said the last part quietly. “Don’t want to think about it that much…relive it…”

“It’s okay,” Monoma spoke up, offering his hand. “Would you like to hold my hand?”

“Not yet. Don’t want to touch anyone else yet.”

Monoma retracted his hand. “That’s alright. I just want your comfort.”

Izuku nodded before continuing. “They touched me and..did other things. After that they just left me there on the ground. They didn’t even see if I was moving, which I wasn’t. I just laid there. I don’t know how long I did, but when I got up I threw up. A lot. They used me however they wanted and then they left me there. They said things that first time they continued to say throughout each time. They would talk about,” he glanced to his side, hugging his knees closer. “They’d threaten to tell Kacchan that I was a whore. That I…that I had feelings..for him,” he remained silent for a moment.

Katsuki held his breath. Izuku did like him, and those assholes used that to blackmail him into not saying anything. He felt horrible. He knew it wasn’t his fault, but if it weren’t for him and the feelings Izuku had for him, then maybe that first time would have been the only time.

“Kacchan?” Izuku asked quietly.

“Yes?” He snapped out of his head.

He was silent for a moment trying to find the words. “Am I…do you think I’m..” he whimpered. “Disgusting?”

Katsuki could feel the air leave his lungs as he stared at him dumb founded. “Of course not. You aren’t disgusting for what those people did to you or for having feelings for me. That’s not something you were able to control. If you’re up to it, I want you to continue, alright? Is that alright?”
He knew he sounded desperate. He wanted to find those people and kill them. Hit them, shake them, destroy them. He wanted to wrap his arms around the other, but he didn’t. He respected the space the other needed and waited for a response.

Izuku hesitated before nodding with quiet sobs. He looked caught between uncomfortable and relieved.

Monoma reached a hand to the other again. “May I hug you?” He asked carefully.

“N-not yet. I don’t want to snap again. Don’t wanna…it’s…”

He retracted his hand, leaning forward to show the other his face. He had a soft smile. “Izuku it’s okay. That’s why I’m asking. You let me know what you need.”

Izuku nodded slowly, sniffling. He sat back up again before leaning back into the headboard and staring ahead at nothing in particular. “The second time,” he started a bit numbly. “I don’t remember a lot. It’s kind of flashes of memory. Called me names, gave me more threats. I think someone even took a video, I don’t know. I really can’t..can’t remember it. There were more people that time though. They had cornered me after class and I don’t think I got home until after dark. It’s blurry and mom wasn’t home. After that it was almost every day. Over that last summer though, something changed and All Might gave me a reason to do more than just survive.”

Katsuki was shaking slightly. He was so upset with himself. He had bullied the other and caused more pain. He just wanted him to choose a safe job-

“Kacchan made me want to survive. All Might made me want to live. My mom gave me love. And everyone here gave me hope.”

Katsuki looked at him, face slightly pained.

He turned slightly, moving to pull Monama almost on top of him.

Monoma looked a bit shocked, struggling to keep his balance.

Katsuki furrowed his brows as he watched the other. He shoved his own feelings aside, he could address them later.

Izuku spoke up, thumb rubbing over the blond’s lips. “I guess the reason I do what I do… I’m choosing what I get to do with who I want to do it with when I want to. Gives me a sense of control.”

“Izuku I understand, and I want to help, but I know that look. I don’t think it’s a good idea. You’re hurt and you’re vulnerable right now.”

“Mona, please,” he leaned forward to nip at his bottom lip. “I don’t want to think right now. I just want my head to be empty. I keep floating between being here and feeling numb, I just want to stop over thinking and be in the moment,” he said softly.

Katsuki slowly and carefully reached over to turn his face towards him. “While I agree with Monoma that it would be a bad idea, will you let me help him help you? Will you allow me to help you?”

He looked at him a moment in pure shock. “Wh-huh?”

He sighed softly, trying again. “Will you let me fuck you?” His thumb moved to press against his lip. “My experience level is low, so I don’t mind observing a bit first, but you seem like you really think you need this, and to be honest.. these past few days I’ve thought of nothing except you with other people and then even myself with you. I want to know why. So, please fulfill my selfish request to help you.

Izuku slackened his jaw, wrapping his lips around the other’s thumb. In that moment he knew he probably wouldn’t remember anything like last time, but in a moment of bravery he let out a small moan and sucked on the appendage slightly.

Katsuki shuddered at the unexpected notion, removing his thumb and leaning forward to kiss him gently. He pulled away, looking to Monoma. “Whatever needs to be done, just tell me what to do.”

Monoma had been waiting patiently, nodding when he was addressed. “While I can’t show you the technique, I’ll show you my dirty little secret to stretching him out and making him orgasm all in one. Also, we’re both clean and we prefer no condoms. I don’t really do it with anyone else. Izuku always makes sure someone is clean before sleeping with them,” Monoma spoke seriously.

“I’ve only ever done anything once, but I did get checked a while after. I’m clean,” Katsuki said a bit awkwardly, feeling out of his element.

Monoma turned to Izuku. “Is that what you’d maybe want?” He asked teasingly. “Want me to offer you your throne again, princess?”

Izuku whined highly, noise going straight to the two blondes dicks. It wasn’t too late to back out, but at that point Izuku really did seem like if he didn’t get anything he might just slip right back down that slope.

“Mona- if I- It’s embarrassing,” he sat up slowly.

Monoma smiled at that. “I think it’s cute. Is it because your Kacchan is here and is going to watch you? Hm? Why don’t we show him how much of a good little princess you are,” he had a smirk on his face.

Izuku let out a whimpering moan, sitting on his knees and shifting them slightly.

“That a yes? You gonna be my good little princess and go brain dead again? Hm? Wanna show Kacchan that cute drooling mess you become when you’re sitting on your throne?” He teased as he got closer.

Izuku shuddered harshly, face contorting at the thought as though he were going to moan, but not a sound coming out. Nothing but a shuddering breath.

Monoma stepped off the bed carefully and started to undress. “I know you’re sensitive to the nickname, but for his sake I’ll probably call you Kacchan. I’d suggest calling me Mona, but you can do what you want.”

“That’s fine. He’s what matters right now. Is there anything I can do right now?”

“Strip him first and then yourself. Though, at least kiss him again, he really liked that.”

Izuku shifted a bit more, face red. He wasn’t really picking up much from their conversation. He watched as Kacchan, his Kacchan, moved to come closer. Watched as he reached with trembling hands to undo his shirt and move to take it off, all the while he sat there like a good boy, allowing himself to be moved like a doll.

“That’s a good boy,” Monoma spoke up from behind Katsuki. He had grabbed some lube from somewhere just in case.

Katsuki moved a bit faster to remove Izuku’s pants and underwear, finally looking at his body up close. “Beautiful,” he mumbled to himself, not realizing he had said it out loud.

Izuku’s heart stopped for a moment and he let out a little whine.

“Izuku is weak to compliments. Isn’t that right, princess?”

Izuku looked at him, shuddering at the nickname. “I-I”

“That’s right, look at how flustered you are. Are you ready to sit on your throne? Don’t worry I won’t do what I did last night,” he started before chuckling and mumbling a mischievous ‘yet’.

Katsuki raised an eyebrow but chose not to say anything. He figured whatever he was talking about was in the other’s best interest.

“I don’t wanna look like that in front of Kacchan, it’s embarrassing,” Izuku gave him big eyes.

“Why don’t we let Kacchan decide then?”

“What?” Katsuki asked confused, looking between the two.

“Don’t you want to see Izuku a drooling mess, brain dead and withering around like the good little princess he is?”

Katsuki looked over to an embarrassed Izuku who was covering his very red face. He figured the other probably secretly really wanted that. “I want to see more than just that. I want to see his cute little cock empty from how many times he’s came and I don’t want him to think about anything but the pleasure we’ll be giving him.”

This took both by surprised, physically causing an issue for Izuku’s ‘cute little cock’ as it started leaking precum, untouched.

Monoma recovered, smirking and moving to get back on the bed.

Katsuki watched him, glancing to look over Izuku’s body slightly. He noticed all the different bite marks and couldn’t help the bit of jealousy bubbling up.

“Wanna know something about Izuku? A secret I can show you? ” Monoma glanced his way, seeing where he had been looking. He turned back to said greenette telling him to lay down.

“What?” He asked as he watched Izuku lay down.

“If you want him to feel good it’s really easy. He’s a guy after all. Just pleasure him here,” he said as he started gently stroking his member.

Izuku moaned quietly, biting his lip and spreading his legs.

Katsuki swallowed thickly, moving to unbutton his shirt.

Monoma smirked. “However, Izuku is also sensitive in other places and to other stimulus. Take here for example,” he said as he moved up to gently kiss and suck at his nipples. He continued to stroke him as well.

Izuku made a little sound, quickly moving to bite the back of his knuckles.

Monoma pulled back, looking at him seriously. “What are you fucking doing.” It wasn’t a question. They both knew what he was doing. It was a command at that point.

Izuku froze, shuddering harshly as his eyelids drooped in lust. Monoma swiped his head with his thumb and Izuku moaned quietly into his hand again, looking Monoma in the eyes.

Monoma chuckled darkly, catching Katsuki off guard and causing Izuku to shudder again.
“I’m going to chalk it up to being shy, and that’s cute, but if you keep hiding your moans like that I’m going to give you a reason.”

Izuku let out a little whine, hips squirming slightly at the thought.

“We have a rule,” Monoma started, not even looking over to the probably confused Katsuki. “He can’t cover or hide his moans when we’re in his bedroom unless someone is around. You don’t count as someone being around because you’ll hopefully be making him moan in no time. You know what, zuku? Since you want to act out so much, why don’t I pause giving Kacchan a lesson in your erogenous zones, and give him a lesson on giving you a proper punishment.”

Izuku let out a little gasp and moan, giving a weak “no” as his hips squirmed a bit more.

“I want to know about this biting ban I’ve overheard about,” Katsuki said, thoughts and rational thinking clouded by lust.

Monoma looked at him before giving a single laugh and then a few more before he stared down at Izuku with a dark laugh. “Oh, we’re going to have so much fun pleasing and punishing you, zuku. Tell me what your color is,” he said firmly.

“G-green..” he said shyly.

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“Tell me what your color is,” Monoma said firmly.

“G-green..” Izuku said shyly.

Monoma pushed apart Izuku’s knees until they were touching the bed and leaned down to the other’s thigh, tongue tracing over a bite he had left the night before. “Good boy.” He pulled back looking to Katsuki.

Said blonde was staring down at the nerd’s thighs and flexibility, boxers the only thing left on at that point, very tented. He didn’t even see the other looking at him until he spoke again.

“Wanna know why there’s a biting ban?” He asked simply.

Katsuki nodded before giving a verbal ‘yes’.

“Whether it’s a punishment or just pleasuring him,” he leaned down, slowly lining his teeth up with the bite marks from the previous night before biting into it as hard as he could.

At first Katsuki winced and cringed slightly, then he heard it. The carnal, lust filled moan being ripped from Deku loudly. His head snapped up to watch as the freckled boy gripped the sheets and his back arched off the bed. He was so fucking hot.

Monoma moved his jaw around to really grind against the bruised and marked skin. He glared up when he heard the sound muffled by his hand again, green eyes matching his own defiantly.

Katsuki watched the two intensely. He watched as the other blonde pulled back and moved his head to be completely buried between his thighs- wet kissing noises echoing the room and going straight to his dick. He was trying to stay out of his head. Izuku thought he needed this, and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on.

Izuku tried to buck his hips at the stimulation, whining highly when Monoma moved his hands to hold his hips down.

Katsuki palmed himself through his boxers, biting his lip as every sound the freckled boy made went straight to his dick.

“Mona, please,” he begged quietly, one wrapped hand going to the pillow while the other went to his hair. “Please.”

Monoma only took a second more before pulling back. “Please what?”

“I want more,” he begged quietly.

“You think you’ll get what you want if you beg like a good boy, but your punishment is only getting started. You’re the one that wanted to be punished, right? So, what’s your color?”

“Green,” he said again, quietly.

“What are the colors?” Katsuki asked quietly, drawing the attention of both of them.

Monoma sat up from where he was, sucking two fingers before inserting one into Izuku.

Izuku whined, rocking his hips.

Monoma then looked to him to explain. “If something new, in this case a new person, is involved in a situation I’ll ask Izuku his color. If he says green, he’s good. Keep going. Everything is fine. If he says yellow, I need to ease up or do something different depending on the situation. Example could be if I were to spank him too hard or do something that made him uncomfortable without knowing that would mean I needed to either change what I was doing completely or do something similar but stop whatever was making him uncomfortable. He’s not good, but he doesn’t want to stop. He’s not fine, but he’s okay. Red means stop. Whatever I’m doing, even if I’ve done it a thousand times before, I stop. Immediately. He thinks he can’t take it, he has a change, something happens and he doesn’t feel the mood anymore even-doesn’t matter. I stop. He’s not good. He’s not okay with it. He wants to stop,” he glanced down to Izuku, watching his face as he added another finger. “We don’t abuse the colors to get our way either, right Izuku?”

Izuku nodded with a whine, hips rocking.

“We respect what they mean, we trust each other, we use them to make sure we’re on the same page. We use the system trying out new kinks as well. We also do the tap out method when face fucking.”

Katsuki blinked. “I’m sorry, what fucking?”

“Wanna see me face fuck Izuku? He can’t decide whether he wants to be punished or pampered; so, until then, we could pleasure ourselves. I could teach you the tap out method.”

“That’s only up to Deku,” he glanced at the other, watching as he arched his back off the bed with another whine.

“There- Mona, there, please,” he begged.

Monoma dug his fingers into the spot a few times before pulling his fingers out with a sigh. “Izuku, I can’t just give into your begging if you aren’t going to be a good boy. What do you want to do, baby? You gonna be a good boy for us, show off for Kacchan? Or are you going to be a naughty boy and get punished?”

“I-I..I want both,” he whined. “Just don’t want to think.”

Katsuki took this moment to step forward. He gently took Izuku’s chin into his fingers, turning him to look at him. “I want you to show off, Deku. Show me how much of a good boy you can be,” he met his eyes.

Izuku shuddered, quiet moan coming from somewhere deep in his throat. “I’ll be good,” he whimpered, biting his lip. “Wanna be good, please,” he begged quietly. “Wanna be good for Kacchan.”

Monoma smiled at that. “Do you want to please your Kacchan?”

“More than anything, please,” he begged.

“It would please me for you to be pleased, Deku. I want to see what throne you’ll be sitting on. I want to see what this extra can make you do. Show me,” he said, all the blood from his brain draining to his dick-rational thoughts non existent.

Monoma moved them around so that he was laying on his back and Izuku was sitting exactly the way he was the night before, face red.

“I bet Mona has quite the lucky view,” Katsuki teased. He moved to lean back over and put his thumb on Izuku’s bottom lip, opening his mouth and looking over the others tongue and plump lips. “Impressive.”

“Once I get started you should see how talented his mouth is, even distracted it’s phenomenal.”
Monoma didn’t wrap his arms around his thighs, instead guiding him by his hips back his mouth. He began to kiss and suck gently.

Izuku whined and gave quiet moans, hips rocking slightly. He leaned down, blowing softly at Monoma’s tip before taking it into his mouth.

Katsuki watched, wet spot starting to form. He kept palming himself.

Monoma continued to suck and kiss at Izuku’s hole, nipping every once in a while.

Izuku’s head bobbed as he hollowed his cheeks, moaning around the blonde when he felt the stimulation get more intense. He continued rocking his hips back, pulling back when it got even more intense. “Fuck-“ he choked out, stroking Monoma with his wrapped hand, careful of the makeshift bandage. He groaned as he felt the intense pleasure shoot up his spine, straight to his brain and then back down to his dick. He cried softly at the stimulation, rocking his hips.

Monoma groaned, massaging his hips and lower back. He shoved his tongue further-deeper as he made sure to scrape the walls of Izuku’s entrance. He softly sucked the swollen rim.

Izuku started to drool slightly, forgetting how to do basic things like swallow at the feeling. He moaned desperately, hips continuing to rock and grind back against Monoma.

Katsuki slowly took off his boxers, not wanting to disturb the magic that was Izuku loosing his mind slowly to pleasure. He was achingly hard as he watched and listened to the greenette cry out at what the other blonde was doing. He pumped himself as he watched Izuku’s hand still and more drool form and fall from his mouth- moving down his chin and dripping onto Monoma’s stomach.

“Mona- wait I’m close-“ he gasped.

Monoma seemed to double his efforts, reaching a hand around to stroke Izuku in time with the thrusting of his tongue.

Izuku gasped loudly before letting out a broken moan, cumming over Monoma’s chest. He fell forward with the intensity of his orgasm. He turned his head looking towards his Kacchan but very obviously not 100% there. Like he was seconds away from passing out.

“Is he okay?” Katsuki finally broke his silence.

Monoma gave him a thumbs up from where he couldn’t talk trying to motion for him to ask.

“You okay, Deku?” He asked after a beat of silence.

“Huh?” He asked groggily. He knew that his Kacchan was talking to him but his whole body was buzzing and so was his head. He felt so good and his head was nice and empty almost.

“What’s- uh, what’s your color?” Katsuki asked after another moment of trying to figure out how to ask the other.

This seem to have a light turn on in the greenette’s empty head and he seemed to light up, giggling and laughing. “Greeeeen~ ‘m so green,” he said with another giggle, rubbing his face against Monoma’s hip bone.

Monoma hummed, dick twitching. He gently started to eat him out again, tongue thrusting slowly.

Izuku gasped again, moaning loudly. His toes curled as he started to sit up. “Wait- Mona, no~ I just came,” he shuddered and tried to crawl away.

Monoma wrapped his arms around the other’s thighs like he had the night before and pulled him back down and closer.

“Wait- no- you said you wouldn’t do-“ a loud moan was ripped from Izuku’s throat as he was pulled back to the intense sensation of Monoma’s tongue.

Katsuki watched, sucking in a breath.
A shuddered wracked the small freckled body in front of him.

Izuku made grabby hands towards the other blonde, whining as his sensitive hole was pleasured even more.

Katsuki cautiously moved to crawl on the bed, unsure of exactly where to go to.

“Kacchan, Kacchan,” Izuku whined with big wet eyes. “I wanna taste Kacchan,” he begged.

Katsuki pulled him into a cautious kiss, holding him in it as he squealed and squirmed. After a minute he pulled back, eyes meeting the other’s. “What do you wanna taste, Deku?” He asked, voice dipping lower. “You wanna taste my lips, my tongue…or do you wanna taste my cock..?” He watched the other melt into his grasp, enjoying the way the other gave himself willingly. He then watched as the words settled into the other’s lust clouded brain. Watched his face grow redder and realization settle over his features as he looked back up into his eyes and grew embarrassed. He whined at the sensitivity covering his mouth shyly as he continued to look into Katsuki’s eyes.

Katsuki gently moved his hand away from his mouth. “I wanna hear your pretty sounds, Deku. Now, what exactly do you wanna taste? Hm?”

“I-I really like kissing Kacchan-“ he moaned softly both from the thought and the stimulation from the other blond. “Mm, but, Kacchan’s…” he looked down to see how hard the other was, mouth hanging open slightly.

“You wanna taste how hard you’ve made me, nerd? Wanna feel on your tongue how much you’ve turned me on? You know, no one has ever fucking been able to turn me on like this before. I’ve never been this fucking hard in my life. Watching you squirm and cum- listening to you moan and squeal, every little action and sound has gone straight to my dick.”

Izuku’s eyes widened and he came, he came hard. Voice loud. Body shaking. His orgasm hit him like a tidal wave and wave after wave left his body trembling. Sure, Mona had made him feel amazing, but Kacchan- his Kacchan- speaking to him like that? He must have been dreaming.

While the other’s mouth was open Katsuki decided to gently guide Izuku the short distance to his cock, pressing the head against the lips of his childhood friend turned rival. “Be a good boy and taste every inch. Take responsibility for making me this hard, Deku.”

Izuku didn’t say anything- he couldn’t. He just nodded his head quickly and lurched forward to take the tip in his mouth.
He wanted to savor it, but he could also feel just how hard he had made his Kacchan.
He twirled his tongue around the head of Katsuki’s cock, taking it deeper and deeper into his mouth.

Katsuki grunted. He’d never felt this good. Ever. The girl he slept with before had tried to give him head, but it was nothing like this. And he wasn’t even talking about skill, with Izuku there was just something about his mouth. Maybe it was softer-warmer… he didn’t know what it was but he loved it.

Mona pushed Izuku up. Little so he could speak, causing him to lurch forward on Katsuki’s cock a bit more. “ZuZu do you want Kacchan to fuck your face?” He asked with a Cheshire like grin.

Izuku made a yelp when he fell forward a little, tasting more of Katsuki’s cock on his tongue. He moaned around the other at the thought of his Kacchan thrusting into his mouth- straight down his throat. His eyelids drooped with lust at the thought before he gave Katsuki a pleading look, slowly taking him all the way to the base. His nose was pressed into Katsuki’s pubic hair and the tip of his cock was nuzzled tightly down his throat. He swallowed around the other to bring his more pleasure, muscles tightening around him.

Katsuki shuddered harshly, looking down at the nerd in front of him with his own lust filled eyes. “Mona,” he started breathlessly. “Tap out is where if it gets to be too much or he wants me to stop he taps like my thigh or something right?” He asked, gently grabbing the greenettes hair. He moved his hips around slightly, mouth dropping open in a silent groan. Izuku whimpered happily at the other‘s motions.

Monoma just gave a quick yeah before moving back to eating Izuku out, causing Izuku to shudder harshly and moan around Katsuki loudly.

Katsuki looked back down into the other’s eyes, “Are you ready, Deku?”