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Izuku woke to an unbearable heat simmering beneath his stomach, his body aching in ways that made it hard to sleep. A quiet groan escaped his lips as his eyes fluttered open. Judging by the faint light filtering through the curtains and Katsuki—who usually an early riser—still sound asleep, he was convinced it was far too early to be awake.

But the discomfort spreading through him left him little choice. His heat was building steadily, making him more aware of his body’s sensitivity.

Blinking, Izuku adjusted to the dim light around him. When his vision began more clear, he was met with Shoto’s serene, handsome face, just inches away. He realized he had been sleeping with his head still resting on Shoto's arm, while Katsuki lay snugly behind him, one strong arm draped protectively over his waist.

The combined scent of his alphas’ pheromones instantly filled his nose all at once. It struck him, sending a needy whimper past his lips. His stomach churned, the sensation a mix of desire and desperation.

Katsuki, who was a light sleeper to begin with, stirred at the sound. His crimson eyes cracked open, clouded with sleep but alert to the sound of Izuku’s distress. His rough, calloused hand found its way to Izuku’s belly, rubbing soothing circle against the heated skin while his nose buried itself in the crook of Izuku’s neck.

"Izuku," Katsuki murmured, low and gravelly from sleep. "You’re up."

Without hesitation, Izuku turned in Katsuki’s arms, burying his face into the alpha’s chest, clinging to him desperately.

"Kacchan," Izuku whined, almost cracking with need. "Hurts."

"Shush," Katsuki gently hushed him, holding him even tighter as his hand shifted to the back of Izuku’s head, fingers threading through his hair. Feather-light kisses trailed across Izuku’s temple in an effort to soothe him. "Where does it hurt?"

"Everywhere," Izuku clung to him, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Everything hurts, Kacchan. Alpha, please."

Katsuki’s eyes darkened as he registered the raw plea in Izuku’s voice. Without hesitation, he hummed low in his throat, pulling Izuku closer until their lips met in a firm, yet gentle kiss. The moment their lips connected, Izuku let out a relieved sigh, his body melting into the touch. This was exactly what he needed—his alpha’s presence, his touch, his reassurance.

Izuku’s arms quickly found their way around Katsuki’s neck, his fingers tangling in the soft spiky blond hair at the nape. Desperate for more, he deepened the kiss, trying to take control. But Katsuki had other plans. He was determined to show Izuku that he meant every word about taking care of him.

The kiss shifted. Katsuki’s lips moved, firm but unhurried, guiding Izuku’s. Every gentle suck and nip, successfully sent shivers coursing through Izuku’s body. His need growing with every second as Katsuki devoured him without hesitation, leaving him trembling and pliant in Katsuki’s arms.

The wet sound of their kisses filled the room, accompanied by the sharp spike of arousal-laced pheromones thickening in the air. It wasn’t long before the sensations roused Shoto from his sleep. With a soft groan, Shoto stirred, his mismatched eyes opening just enough to take in the scene before him. A quiet hum escaped him as he quickly pressed himself against Izuku’s back, his warmth instantly grounding the omega further.

Shoto’s large hand slid down to Izuku’s thigh, his fingers squeezed the exposed flesh peeking from under Izuku’s loose shorts. The contact drew a soft, desperate moan from Izuku, and his hips jerking slightly in response.

Katsuki took full advantage of the sound, slipping his tongue into Izuku’s parted lips. He explored Izuku’s mouth with fervor, claiming every inch as if he hadn’t kissed him a thousand times before. Izuku’s head was spinning, his mind clouded with the overwhelming sensations of Katsuki’s skillful tongue and Shoto’s growing presence at his back.

Izuku was already a whimpering mess when Shoto’s presence became more impossible to ignore. Behind him, the alpha shifted closer, his chest flush against Izuku’s trembling body. Shoto tilted his head, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of Izuku’s neck.

When Shoto’s teeth gently grazed Izuku’s scent gland, a sharp gasp escaped the omega, followed by a whimpering moan. Shoto didn’t bite hard enough to leave a claim, but the pressure was enough to stimulate Izuku’s gland, encouraging the sweet, addictive scent of arousal to pour more into the air.

"Shou— ah!" he moaned the moment the kiss between him and Katsuki broke, the sound caught between frustration and need.  

Shoto’s cold eyes darkened as he letting out a low, rumbling growl. "You smell so sweet," he murmured, lips brushing against the shell of Izuku’s ear.  

Katsuki chuckled darkly. "And wet," he added, his crimson eyes gleaming with predatory heat. "Smell so fucking wet already."  

Izuku squirmed beneath their gaze. His teeth sank into his bottom lip as his alphas continued to toy with him. "Alpha," he pleaded. His back arched slightly, trying to draw them closer. "Don’t tease, please, don’t tease," he sobbed softly, the words tumbling out like a broken melody.  

At his plea, the teasing melted away. Katsuki and Shoto exchanged a silent glance, and then, as if they were done communicating through telepathy, Katsuki moved first, guiding Izuku to lean against his firm chest. Shoto mirrored the movement, settling in between Izuku’s legs.

Izuku’s breath quickened, his chest rising and falling as anticipation coiled tightly in his stomach. His alphas loomed close, leaving him trembling as he wait for their next move.  

"Tell us how you’re feeling, love," Shoto murmured, soft and coaxing as his hand rubbed teasing yet soothing circles on Izuku’s trembling thighs.  

Izuku swallowed hard, his mind started to swim. His heat hadn’t fully overtaken him yet, not enough to rob the rational thought ouy of him, but the telltale warmth pooling low in his belly was spreading like wildfire.

"Hot," he finally confessed. "I feel hot all over."  

Katsuki’s hand found its way to Izuku’s damp, unruly hair, combing through it with unfamiliar tenderness. "Should we take this off, then?" he asked as his fingers tugging gently at the hem of Shoto’s shirt that Izuku wear..

Izuku’s eyes flicked between the two alphas, sparkling with trust and submission. "Yes," he breathed out, voice cracking as his gaze settled on Katsuki. "Take it off, Kacchan—please, take it off."  

Without a word, Katsuki obliged. The soft fabric slid away, leaving the omega bare from the waist up.  

The cold air from the air conditioner struck Izuku’s exposed skin, drawing a sharp gasp from him. His back arched involuntarily, a shiver coursing through him as the chill teased his sensitive body.  

Katsuki and Shoto let out low, appreciative growls, their eyes darkening as they took in the sight before them.  

"Look at those nipples," Katsuki rasped, rough with desire.  

"So perky," Shoto added, "And ripe for the taking."  

Izuku bit his bottom lip, his cheeks burning as their words reduced him to a trembling mess. He dared to glance down, his gaze landing on his own hardened nipples, the cool air making them ache with heightened sensitivity. The way his alphas talked about him as if he wasn’t there with them successfully sent a shiver of need racing through him.  

A startled cry escaped his lips when Katsuki pressed a finger against one of the sensitive peaks. The rough pad of his thumb grazed the nub before tugging it gently. As if that wasn’t enough, Katsuki began rolling it between his fingers, successfully earned another whimper from Izuku’s parted lips.  

"Kacchan— mhm! too sensitive," Izuku gasped, his words breaking into soft sobs of pleasure. But his body betrayed him, his back arching further, silently begging for more of his alpha’s touch.

"You can take it," Katsuki said flatly, clearly unimpressed.

The simple words sent another sparks to Izuku, his body trembling as though it were a command carved into his very being. Though casual in delivery, they struck something deep within him—like an order his omega couldn’t ignore.  

His inner instincts flared, urging him to submit, to accept whatever his alphas gave him, to please them in any way they desired.  

And so, submit he did. His body grew pliant to their will. He buried his flushed face in the crook of Katsuki’s neck, seeking solace in the blond’s scent as Katsuki’s hands continued their exploration in Izuku’s chest.

Shoto, meanwhile, decided to escalate things as he slid his hands to the waistband of Izuku’s shorts. He took his time easing them down, leaving Izuku in nothing but his underwear. Shoto’s dark, piercing gaze instantly met Izuku’s wide, emerald ones.

"This okay?" Shoto asked softly, though his voice edged with hunger. That question earn an eager nod from Izuku.

Shoto hummed in approval, his lips quirking in a subtle smile as Izuku instinctively lifted his hips, allowing Shoto to remove the last piece of fabric that separated him from their view.  

The cool air against his bare skin made Izuku’s cheeks burn hot. As his alphas took in his fully exposed form, their low, guttural growls resonated like thunder, feeding the quiet pride stirring in Izuku’s chest.

Alphas are pleased.

Despite that spark of confidence, the reality of being so bare under their ravenous stares made his heart race. His fingers twitched, and he instinctively pressed his knees together, biting his lower lip to stifle the whimper threatening to escape. He was shy, but the way their eyes devoured him left him wanting more.

Shoto’s expression darkened as Izuku pressed his knees together, a frown tugging at the corners of his brows. The alpha straightened, his gaze locking onto Izuku with quiet authority.  

"Don’t hide yourself," Shoto growled, low but commanding. "Let us see what belongs to us. Spread your legs, Izuku."  

Izuku’s gasped as the command resonated deep within him. A soft whimper escaped his lips, and he felt slick trickle down his trembling thighs. Despite the overwhelming need clawing at him, his body refused to comply, his knees instinctively staying pressed together.

Katsuki’s sharp, irritated growl broke through the tension. "You’re being difficult now," he snapped. "A good omega does what their alphas say."

Good omegas does what their alphas say.

The thought echoed in Izuku’s mind, his heart pounding harder with every beat. Had he been bad? Oh no, he couldn’t be bad. His chest tightened at the mere thought of it. No, he needed to be good—he needed to fix this.

"I’m sorry," Izuku pleaded desperately, voice trembling as his eyes glistened with unshed tears. "I’m sorry, I’ll be good! I’ll be good, alphas, please—"

He began to sit up, wanting to prove his submission, to show he could be, could do what they wanted. But before he could move further, Katsuki’s strong arm pressed gently against his chest, keeping him in place.

"Easy there," Katsuki murmured, softer than before, though the authority remained. "Just lay back and do as we say. We’ll take care of you."

When Shoto tapped his thigh, Izuku's breath hitched. He knew this was his second chance, one he couldn’t squander. Swallowing hard, he hesitated for only a moment before parting his legs slightly.

"Is this—" he choked out, "Is this okay, Shoto-kun?"  

Shoto hummed in approval. "Spread a little wider for me. Yeah, just like that. That’s it, good boy."

A quiet purr escaping his lips as his heart swelled with pride. His body ached for more—more touch, more praise from his alpha.

Overwhelmed, he buried his flushed face in the crook of Katsuki’s neck once more. The sight of Shoto settling between his exposed thighs was too much to bear, though the soft whimpers spilling from his lips betrayed his desire.  

"Fuck, Kats," Shoto groaned, thick with hunger. "He’s so damn wet down here."  

Katsuki’s grip on Izuku’s waist tightened, grounding him as his body trembled. "Yeah, I can smell it," the blond growled, his tone guttural and raw.  

Izuku yelped as Shoto took hold of his legs, bending them in half. The vulnerable position sent his head spinning. He was totally exposed and at Shoto’s mercy at this point.

Then, without letting him catch his breath, Shoto began pressing wet, lingering kisses along the sensitive skin of his thighs, Izuku’s body instantly quaked beneath the alpha’s touch.  

The teasing was maddening, the need coiling low in his belly becoming unbearable. And that’s when he felt it—the itch, the burning ache, the need to have something inside him, to be stuffed full of his alphas.  

And so, he begged, "Shoto-kun," he whimpered, voice breaking as his desperation spilled over, "Please."

Katsuki’s hands, which had been firmly holding Izuku’s waist, slid down with purpose, gripping his trembling legs to keep them spread wide for Shoto. With a low grumble, Katsuki muttered, "Stop teasing him already."  

Shoto chuckled softly. "Getting soft now, Kats?" he teased, a sly grin tugging at his lips as his fingers traced lazy circles on Izuku’s inner thigh.

Katsuki snorted, his crimson eyes narrowing. "No," he shot back quickly. "You’re just a damn menace in bed."

Izuku frowned slightly, his thoughts momentarily cutting through the haze of desire clouding his mind. Even on the verge of losing himself, he caught Katsuki's words, loud and clear.

You’re just a damn menace in bed.

His breath hitched at the implication, the idea of his alphas indulging each other during their ruts before the three of them had come together made his head spin. It was so hot, something he would sell his soul for a watch. And good news, it probably wasn’t just a mere possibility, it was likely the truth.

"You’re clenching over nothing," Shoto’s low, teasing voice broke through his spiraling thoughts. He leaned closer, brushing his thumb over Izuku’s rim. "What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

The touch instantly sent an electric jolt through Izuku’s body, his muscles tightening as if a spark of lightning coursed through him.

"Please," Izuku whimpered with shaky voice, pleading for something he couldn’t fully articulate. "It’s you, both of you, I want both—"

Katsuki’s growl in response, his teeth grazing Izuku’s nape in a gentle but possessive bite. "Careful what you ask for," he hissed against his skin.

Izuku moaned, tilting his head instinctively to the side, granting Katsuki full access to his neck. His eyes fluttered closed as he bit his lip, trying and failing to suppress the needy sounds that escaped every time Katsuki’s teeth marked him.

But his eyes snapped open abruptly when he felt Shoto’s large hands gripping and spreading his cheeks.

"Wait—!" Izuku gasped, panic and arousal surging through him as Shoto leaned closer, his warm breath ghosting over his most sensitive spot. He tried to sit up while trembling, but Katsuki’s firm grip kept him pinned in place.

The protest died on Izuku’s lips the moment Shoto’s tongue pressed into him, hot and wet. He screamed, his back arching sharply as the sensation overwhelmed him. The filthy sound of Shoto’s tongue working against his slick successfully made him feel something.

Izuku sobbed, his body shaking uncontrollably as the combination of pleasure and submission consumed him, leaving him utterly at their mercy.

"So fucking wet and sweet," Shoto murmured against Izuku’s sensitive skin. 

Izuku’s hands curled into fists, the overwhelming sensation making his thoughts scatter. Shoto’s tongue worked tirelessly, exploring and stretching him in ways that made his mind go blank. His cock twitched, dripping with precum as his body surrendered completely to the pleasure.  

Instinct took over, urging Izuku to spread himself wider, to offer more to his alpha. The moment he did, Shoto hummed in approval, the sound was low and pleased.  

As if rewarding him, Shoto slid a finger inside, deftly curling and stretching as his tongue continued to lap at every sensitive inch. The slick, obscene sounds filled the room, mingling with Izuku’s soft whimpers and desperate moans of his alphas’ names.  

The sounds only seemed to spur Shoto on. He pressed his tongue deeper, his lips wet with slick as he added a second finger. Both digits moved expertly, scissoring and stretching, coaxing Izuku’s body open that left him trembling.  

When Shoto’s fingers curled and hit his prostate, Izuku screamed, the pleasure shooting through him. But before he could cry out again, Katsuki’s firm hand caught his chin, pulling him into a searing kiss.  

The kiss stole his breath, Katsuki’s tongue delving into his mouth while his other alpha continued his work below. Two fingers soon became three, all pressing and stroking his most sensitive spot with ruthless accuracy.  

Izuku’s body writhed between them, overwhelmed and utterly consumed.

Izuku’s trembling hands found their way to Shoto’s hair, his fingers tangling in the soft strands as he tugged gently, trying to signal what words couldn’t since his mouth still sealed by Katsuki’s commanding kiss.

He was close, so close, but Shoto ignored the warning entirely, his tongue and fingers still working as though his very life depended on it.

When the climax hit, Izuku’s hips bucked sharply, his back arching off the bed as he came undone. His muffled moans vibrated against Katsuki’s lips, his legs trembling uncontrollably as waves of pleasure crashed over him.

"Fuck," both alphas growled in unison, voices rough with arousal.

"That was so fucking hot," Katsuki added, his crimson eyes burning with desire. "Holy shit."

"I’ll take that as a compliment, thanks," Shoto then replied with a smug grin, finally pulling back from between Izuku’s thighs, his lips glistened with Izuku’s slick.

But as he leaned back, his gaze lingered on Izuku, whose flushed face turned away in embarrassment. Shoto raised an eyebrow, curiosity sparking in his mismatched eyes.

"What’s wrong?" Katsuki asked after picking up the tension

Shoto chuckled, his grin widening as he flexed his fingers still buried inside Izuku. "He’s clenching so tightly around my fingers," he remarked, "Seems like baby doesn’t want to let go, huh?"

Izuku’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, his gaze darting everywhere but at them. But the truth was undeniable. He didn’t want to let Shoto’s fingers go because then, "I’ll be empty," he whispered, "Don’t want to be empty,"

Katsuki’s breath hitched, his crimson eyes darkening with barely contained desire, while Shoto’s smirk widened into something downright sinful. "Don’t worry," Shoto murmured, leaning down to press a soft kiss on Izuku’s flushed forehead. "We’ll keep you full of our cocks, you’ll be feeling it for weeks."

Izuku shivered at the promise, his breath catching as he bit his lip, squirming under their gazes. His head spun with want, a need so overwhelming it was almost unbearable. If they kept teasing him without giving him what he craved, he felt like he might break. He will break.

Desperate, he tilted his head and locked eyes with Shoto. "Promise? You’ll keep me full?" he whispered, 

Shoto froze for a moment, his smirk faltering as he swallowed hard. Izuku could see the faintest shake in his composure before he closed his eyes and nodded, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he leaned in to kiss Izuku’s temple again. "Promise," Shoto rasped with hoarse voice.

With a reluctant whimper, Izuku unclenched, his body trembling as he silently allowed Shoto to pull out his fingers. The emptiness hit him immediately, a hollow ache that left him restless and frowning, his slick dripping onto the sheets as if his body was protesting the loss.

"Calm down," Shoto soothed tone low as he rubbed circles into Izuku’s puffy rim. "We’ll let Katsuki take you first, alright? He’ll fill you up nice and full with his cock, just the way you need. You want that, don’t you?"

Izuku’s breath hitched, his lips parting as his mind conjured the vivid image of Katsuki’s thick cock stretching him open, filling him up to the brim. His body answered before his words did, slick pouring freely as he nodded eagerly.

"Yes, yes," he babbled with desperation, "Please, please, I want Kacchan’s cock in me, want to be stuffed full of it. I’ll be good, I swear I’ll be good! Please, Kacchan, please—I need it!"

Katsuki groaned deeply, his hands gripping Izuku’s waist as if grounding himself. "Fuck," he muttered. "How am I supposed to say no to you when you beg so prettily like that, huh?"

"Then say yes," Izuku murmured softly, turning his flushed face toward Katsuki. "Please, Kacchan?"

A low growl rumbled deep in Katsuki’s chest, his crimson gaze dark and hungry. He took his time, cupping Izuku’s cheek with a calloused hand, his thumb brushing over the omega’s soft skin before he finally gave his command. "On your knees. Present yourself for me."

Izuku’s heart leapt at the alpha’s words, a rush of warmth blooming in his chest and spreading down to his core. It was as if wildflowers had sprung to life inside him, each petal unfurling with excitement. He nodded eagerly, wasting no time as he turned around to face Shoto, who was watching with a knowing smile.

Izuku returned the smile shyly before positioning himself. On his knees, his chest pressed against the mattress, he raised his hips, presenting himself fully to Katsuki. His ass was high in the air, trembling slightly in anticipation.

"Is this—is this oka—AH!" Izuku yelped, his words cut off as Katsuki’s large hand landed sharply on one of his ass cheeks. The slap was hot, the sting radiating through his skin and making his whole body quiver.

"Perfect," Katsuki growled, his hand now soothing the reddened skin with rough, deliberate strokes.

Behind him, Shoto chuckled, his gaze fixed on the sight before him. "Look at that," Katsuki continued, his tone teasing and dark. "You’re dripping slick everywhere. You like being spanked, huh?"

Izuku whimpered, his face burning with both embarrassment and arousal. His body couldn’t lie—his trembling thighs and the mess beneath him spoke volumes, even as he bit his lip, trying to stifle a needy moan. Katsuki smirked, his grip tightening as he hummed low.

"Shoto's stretching you nice and open," Katsuki drawled. "Where are your manners, Izuku? What does a good boy say?"

Izuku swallowed hard, his face hot as he buried it against Shoto’s lap, his mind swimming in a haze of submission. "Thank you," he said eagerly, voice trembling with need. "Good boy says thank you."

Shoto hummed in approval, his hand moving to grip Izuku’s chin, tilting the omega’s flushed face upward. His mismatched eyes locked with Izuku’s teary emerald ones. "Look at me when you’re speaking," Shoto commanded softly.

Izuku gasped and nodded quickly, his words tumbling out in a breathless apology. "’M sorry, alpha," he whispered. "Thank you, thank you for stretching me nice and open."  

Shoto’s lips curved into a pleased smile, his voice softening as he replied, "Of course, baby. Anything for you."

Before Izuku could fully process the praise, a sharp slap landed on his ass, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain rippling through him.

"Kacchan!" he cried out, his back arching in response. His hands clutched at the fabric of Shoto’s shorts as he whimpered, "Please, need you inside, don’t tease me, don’t— please!"

Katsuki let out a low chuckle, his rough hand soothing over the red mark on Izuku's ass. "Just a little," he murmured.

Izuku whimpered in frustration, his emerald eyes glassy with unshed tears. Turning his head to protest, the words caught in his throat as his gaze fell on Katsuki’s cock. Thick, veined, and impossibly hard, it glistened with pre-cum, and the sight of the knot swelling at the base made Izuku’s breath hitch.

His instincts took over, and he arched his back, pushing his slick-coated entrance closer to Katsuki, wordlessly begging to be filled. He didn’t care how desperate he looked; he needed his alpha, needed that cock to stretch him, to fuck him ruthlessly.

Katsuki’s eyes darkened, a wicked smirk pulling at his lips. "Patience," he growled, his tongue flicking over his lips as if savoring Izuku’s torment.

Before Izuku could utter a single protest, Shoto's firm hand grasped his chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.

Izuku's breath caught as his eyes were met with the sight of Shoto’s cock, also thick and heavy, standing proudly right in front of his face. It was even thicker than Katsuki’s, the sheer size of it making his mouth water. He had never thought about sucking someone’s dick before, but now? Now, the only thing Izuku wanted was to feel that cock in his mouth.

Tilting his head up, Izuku’s emerald eyes met Shoto’s mismatched ones, pleading silently. Shoto smirked, his large hand wrapping around the base of his cock before dragging it across Izuku’s flushed cheeks, smearing pre-cum along his skin. The gesture pulled a desperate whine from Izuku’s throat. 

His whimper only grew louder when he felt Katsuki’s cock press against his slick entrance, teasing his rim. Their thick, intoxicating pheromones enveloped him entirely, drowning him in their dominance. He instinctively arched his back further and spread his legs wider, presenting himself completely to his alpha.

"Fuck, you’re beautiful," Katsuki murmured, his voice rough with desire. His hands gripped Izuku’s hips firmly. "I’m gonna ruin you, Izuku. Knot you so deep you’ll be dripping with my cum for days," he growled a dark promise that sent shivers down Izuku’s spine.

Izuku could even respond to that, because the blunt head of Katsuki’s cock already pressed into him, stretching him open inch by inch. He threw his head back, a broken cry spilling from his lips. 

"Big," Izuku sobbed, his voice trembling as his body adjusted to the overwhelming intrusion. "Kacchan—so big, so full,"

"You can take it, can’t you?" Shoto murmured, his mismatched gaze locking onto Izuku’s, one brow arched in teasing challenge.  

Izuku nodded eagerly, his desperation shining in his wide, teary eyes. "Yes, yes! I can take—AH!" His words dissolved into a sharp cry as Katsuki thrust forward without warning, burying his cock to the hilt in one deep thrust.

Katsuki’s jaw tightened, a guttural groan spilling from his lips. It was better than he ever imagined. The heat, the tightness, the way Izuku trembled around him—it was overwhelming. His hands gripped Izuku’s hips like a lifeline, steadying himself as he fought the urge to lose himself completely.

Izuku, meanwhile, clung to Shoto’s broad shoulders, his nails digging into the alpha’s skin as he babbled a broken please, please, please with shallow breath.

The pathetic sound made Katsuki’s blood boil with possessive need, every fiber of his being screaming to claim the omega completely. But he held back, remembering the promise he and Shoto had made. This wasn’t about them, it was about making Izuku feel good, cherished, and wanted—even in the throes of his heat.

Katsuki forced himself to still, his cock pulsing inside Izuku’s slick, warm walls. "Breathe," he murmured hoarsely, his thumbs rubbing slow circles on Izuku’s trembling hips. "You’re taking me so well, Izuku, deep breaths"

Izuku, on the other hand, whimpered weakly, his body slowly easing around Katsuki’s impressive length. He knew his alphas wanted to take their time since this was their first time, but there was a pleasurable fullness that left him gasping for more and he couldn't take it anymore.

So, without waiting for Katsuki’s lead, Izuku bucked his hips back instinctively, the need for friction too overwhelming to resist. Katsuki hissed sharply at the sudden movement, his fingers digging into Izuku’s soft flesh.  

Shoto who was observing the scene with amusement, let out a low chuckle. "Look at you, Kats. Trying to be patient, and this little thing is too desperate to wait. Guess I was right all along huh? He’s just a needy little slut for us."  

Katsuki growled in irritation, his grip tightening possessively around Izuku’s hips. "Fucking right he is, I should’ve known," he muttered. "Fine. You wanna be fucked so bad huh, ’Zuku? Then take it."  

Izuku barely had time to process the warning before Katsuki’s hips snapped forward, slamming into him with an unforgiving force. The sudden intensity ripped a high-pitched cry from his lips as his body jolted forward. Katsuki didn’t relent, his thrusts deep and merciless, setting a punishing rhythm that had Izuku’s mind spiraling into bliss.

Each thrust hit his sweet spot, making Izuku’s vision blur with stars. His cries were muffled only when Shoto’s hand gripped his chin, tilting his face upward.

"Open up, love," Shoto murmured, his voice smooth but commanding as he held his cock in his other hand, the thick head brushing against Izuku’s trembling lips.

Dazed but eager, Izuku nodded, parting his lips without hesitation. His hands came up to grasp Shoto’s length, his smaller fingers barely able to wrap around the girth. He leaned forward, the flat of his tongue tracing over the swollen tip. Shoto let out a deep groan of approval, his hips twitching slightly at the teasing sensation.

Encouraged by the sound, Izuku opened his mouth wider, taking Shoto deeper inch by inch. His jaw stretched to accommodate the impressive size, and his cheeks hollowed as he sucked, the vibrations of his muffled moans sending shivers through Shoto’s spine.

"Fuuuck," Shoto cursed, his eyes dark with lust as he gazed down at the sight of Izuku’s pretty lips wrapped around him. "Such a good boy. Taking both of us like this, bet you love being stuffed full from both sides, huh?"

Izuku could only hum in response, his pride swelling at the praise even as tears pricked the corners of his eyes. Katsuki’s relentless pounding from behind and Shoto’s cock filling his mouth left him overwhelmed yet craving for more.

Izuku could barely take a quarter of Shoto’s cock into his mouth. He desperately wanted to take more, to prove himself capable, but every attempt threatened to make him choke. Frustration bubbled up inside him, and a muffled whine escaped his throat.

"Breathe," Shoto said, an edge of command lacing the tone. "Breathe through your nose, Izuku." The alpha’s hand came to rest on the back of Izuku’s head, not forcing, just guiding. Izuku obeyed, drawing in slow, steady breaths through his nose while his lips remained stretched around Shoto's length.

"Relax your jaw," Shoto encouraged, his voice softening as he watched Izuku’s efforts. "Yeah, just like that. Careful with those teeth." A groan slipped past Shoto’s lips as Izuku adjusted, his tongue pressing and swirling around the sensitive underside. "Fuuuuck. Such a good boy."

Izuku’s body trembled as he focused on Shoto’s instructions. His chest heaved as he inhaled through his nose, calming himself despite the overwhelming sensations. Slowly, he adjusted, relaxing his jaw and letting the thick length glide further into his mouth.

"That’s it," Shoto murmured, voice thick with praise. His fingers gently stroked Izuku’s hair, encouraging him. "Good boy, you’re doing so well. Just like that."

Izuku hummed softly in response, the vibrations drawing a sharp inhale from Shoto. Katsuki’s relentless thrusts from behind only added to his stimulation, making his entire body buzz with pleasure.

Shoto groaned deeply as Izuku’s warm mouth worked over him, his tongue wrapping around the shaft as he took more of Shoto’s cock, inch by inch. "Fuck, Izuku. Look at you, getting fucked by Kats while taking me so well in your pretty little mouth," Shoto praised, his voice strained. "Beautiful, you look so beautiful like this, full of cocks,"

Katsuki, watching the scene from behind, smirked at the sight. "So obedient for us, huh?" he growled, his hips snapping harder into Izuku, causing him to moan around Shoto’s length.

Izuku nodded frantically, a sign of desperation, eager to convey his agreement. Yes, he was a good boy. Yes, he was obedient. But he didn’t dare pull Shoto’s cock from his mouth to say it out loud. The alpha’s praise only fueled him, igniting a deeper desire to take more, to prove himself worthy.

He tried again, stretching his throat as much as he could manage, but as luck would have it, his body betrayed him. His gag reflex kicked in, forcing him to stop abruptly.

"Shit, easy, Izuku," Shoto hissed, mixed with both concern and arousal. He tightened his grip on Izuku’s head, but his hold remained controlled. "We’ll work up to it, alright? I’ll train you every fucking day if I have to. Gonna make this throat fits me like a fucking sleeve. But not all at once. Slow down, baby. Don’t hurt yourself."

Izuku’s eyes watered, tears streaking down his flushed cheeks as his body trembled. He gagged and sobbed, overwhelmed by the sensations crashing over him. With Katsuki kept abusing his prostate, leaving him teetering on the edge of release. The dual assault was too much—his head spun, his thoughts scattered, and he wasn’t even sure if he could keep pleasuring Shoto with how completely lost he was in ecstasy.

Desperate, Izuku tilted his head up, locking eyes with Shoto with pleading gaze, wordlessly begging the alpha to take over.

Shoto’s breath hitched, his control slipping as he looked down at Izuku. The sight before him was almost too much: Izuku’s wide, tear-soaked eyes gazing up at him, his mouth stretched around Shoto’s cock, utterly devoted. It was obscene, beautiful, and maddening all at once. Shoto had to grit his teeth to keep from losing it entirely.

"Prettiest little cockslut," Shoto murmured in awe. His hands framed Izuku’s head, steady but firm. "Keep breathing through your nose, baby. If it’s too much, tap my thighs."

It was the only warning he gave before rolling his hips forward, thrusting into Izuku’s mouth. He started slow but eventually gave up to his own instinct.

Izuku loved it that way, though. Being treated like nothing more than a mere cocksleeve, a toy for his alphas to use and chase their own pleasure. It made his body tingle with a twisted sense of satisfaction, knowing he was fulfilling their every desire.

His eyes rolled back the moment he felt Katsuki’s rough hand wrap around his neglected cocklet, pumping it mercilessly. The friction was almost too much, sending shocks of pleasure straight through him.

By now, Izuku’s entire body was trembling uncontrollably, caught in the throes of overstimulation. Shoto’s relentless thrusts continued to nudge deep into his throat, cutting off his air in bursts. It was hard to breathe, but he didn’t want Shoto to stop. He didn’t want any of it to stop. Katsuki’s assault on his prostate left him utterly wrecked, his toes curling and knees going weak beneath him, yet he welcomed the onslaught with every fiber of his being.

Instead of begging for mercy, Izuku responded by tightening himself—his jaw clenching around Shoto’s cock and his hole squeezing around Katsuki. The reaction was immediate. Both alphas hissed, their voices heavy with pleasure.

And then it hit. His climax crashed over him, his back arching violently as he moaned against Shoto’s cock. His body spasmed, utterly undone, his muffled cries vibrating through Shoto’s length.

But his alphas weren’t done. They didn’t stop. Didn’t even let him catch his breath.

Shoto kept thrusting into his throat, ignoring the way Izuku’s gasps choked around him. Katsuki, meanwhile, continued abusing his prostate while jerking him off, showing no mercy. It was clear they weren’t finished using their favorite toy, and Izuku wouldn’t have it any other way.

Shoto was the first to pull out, his knot beginning to swell. Izuku wasn’t sure if he could handle something that large in his mouth, but they wouldn’t know until they tried, would they? Unfortunately for him, Shoto decided against the idea. With a low groan, he withdrew entirely, opting instead to stroke himself with his own hand.

Izuku blinked up at him, dazed and breathless. The sight of Shoto’s cock, flushed an angry red and pulsating with thick veins, made his stomach twist with anticipation. It looked like it was ready to burst at any moment. Izuku swallowed hard, his tongue darting out instinctively to wet his lips.

Without a word, Izuku opened his mouth wide and let his tongue hang out, the silent gesture clear: he wanted it. He wanted Shoto to finish right there, to spill every drop into his waiting mouth.

"Fucking hell," Shoto muttered with a breathless laugh, his eyes darkening with desire. He didn’t hesitate, angling his cock toward Izuku’s eager mouth as his climax approached.

Izuku closed his eyes and exhaled softly, bracing himself. The moment Shoto came, thick ropes of cum shot directly into his mouth, hot and overwhelming. Some missed their mark, streaking across his cheeks and splattering onto his lashes, but he didn’t mind. He relished the taste, savoring the salty, slightly bitter seed as it coated his tongue.

Determined to take it all, Izuku swallowed greedily, the warmth sliding down his throat. His lips closed briefly as he savored the lingering flavor, a soft, satisfied hum escaping him. Carefully, he gathered the stray streaks of cum from his face and eyes with his fingers, bringing them to his mouth to suck it clean.

"Th-thank… ah! Mm, wait, Kacc— ngh!" Izuku’s words came out broken, his voice trembling as Katsuki’s relentless thrusts still left him gasping.

"Shit," Shoto cursed under his breath, his tone thick with awe as he stood over the scene. Izuku was now sprawled across Katsuki’s chest, his smaller body pinned and completely at the blond’s mercy as Katsuki pounded into him mercilessly.

"Go on," Katsuki growled, his voice low and commanding. "Finish your sentence. Be a good boy and thank him." His sharp eyes gleamed with a mixture of dominance and amusement.

Izuku sobbed, his voice cracking from the overwhelming sensations. Shoto’s earlier efforts had left him wrecked, and now Katsuki was driving him further into the abyss. "No—wait! Please, please, not there!" he begged.

"Thank your alpha, Izuku," Katsuki snapped, flicked his tongue in irritation. "Shoto gave you exactly what you wanted, didn’t he?" He leaned closer, his warm breath brushing against Izuku’s ear as he flicked his tongue over the shell teasingly. "Don’t be a spoiled little brat. Thank him properly."

To emphasize his point, Katsuki’s hand found one of Izuku’s sensitive nubs, pinching it sharply between his fingers. Izuku cried out, his back arching against Katsuki’s chest, his mind spinning from the dual assault of pleasure and pain.

"Ngh! T-thank you! Thank you, Shoto-kun! Thank you!" Izuku’s voice broke into a desperate wail, his gratitude spilling out in breathless cries.

Shoto’s jaw clenched as he watched, his cock twitching at the sight of Izuku so utterly undone, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, looked like a whole mess as Katsuki fucked his brain out.

Not wanting to be left out, Shoto leaned closer, his lips brushing over Izuku’s flushed chest before capturing one of his sensitive nipples in his mouth.

Izuku’s reacted immediately. He let out a sharp scream, his hands tangling in Shoto’s hair, pulling lightly in a desperate attempt to make him stop. "Noooo! I’m too sensitive! Please, don’t—aaaah!"

But Shoto paid no mind to Izuku’s pleas. His tongue lolled over the stiff nub, teasing it mercilessly, before flicking it. He gently tugged at it with his teeth, earning a broken whimper from Izuku, who was caught in a haze of pleasure and overstimulation between him and Katsuki.

"’M close! Please, please—it hurts, it hurts so bad—I need—ah, Kacchan! Sho—Sho—!” Izuku’s voice cracked as his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Me too," Katsuki grunted through gritted teeth, his pace unrelenting. "Cum with me," he commanded in strained voice.

Shoto hummed in acknowledgment, pulling back just enough to watch the scene before him.

It was truly obscene. Izuku’s belly bulged slightly with each deep thrust from Katsuki, the outline of the blond’s cock visible under his taut skin. Shoto could see the way Izuku’s hole clenched desperately around Katsuki’s cock, slick and stretched wide, while Izuku’s own neglected cocklet was smeared with pre-cum, twitching and ready to burst.

Izuku looked completely pliant, and submissive, as if he had no choice but to take everything they gave him. His flushed skin glistened with sweat, his tear-streaked face twisted in ecstasy, and his body seemed made for their pleasure.

The sight, combined with Izuku’s sweet, intoxicating pheromones thickening the air and mingling with Katsuki’s and his own, made Shoto’s breath hitch. Their shared heat had turned the room into a haze of raw desire, the overwhelming scent of sex saturating everything.

"Your knot—ah! Kacchan, please!” Izuku then begged. "I want your knot in me! Please, can I have your knot in me?"

The desperate plea snapped Shoto out of his daze, his eyes darkening and lips smirking at the sight.

Izuku, on the other side, squirmed, an ache building deep inside him that Katsuki’s cock alone couldn’t satisfy him anymore. Despite being stretched and filled, he still felt empty—his belly too flat, too hollow. What he needed was Katsuki’s knot, locking them together as the alpha filled him with hot, potent seed. And maybe, his pups.

Pups...? Izuku frowned.

His mind wandered further, imagining himself swollen and heavy, carrying Katsuki’s pups. Or maybe Shoto’s. Or… both of theirs. The thought made him frown momentarily before spiraling into a vivid daydream. His mind painted a picture of himself with belly round and full, carrying life that his alphas had put inside him. He’d be so heavy, likely unable to do much other than remain home as their pretty little wife.

He would wait for them to return after long days saving the world, greeting them with a warm smile and his swollen belly proudly on display. He’d try to cook for them, to be the perfect mate they deserved. And perhaps, after dinner, his alphas would reward him for being so good by pressing him down and fucking another pup into him.

The idea made his breath hitch and his body tighten involuntarily.

"Fuck, you’re clenching so tight," Katsuki growled as his thrusts faltered for just a moment. "What the hell’s going through that head of yours, ’Zuku?"

Izuku whimpered, his cheeks burning as he let the words tumble out in a needy plea. "Alpha, alphas… pups?"

The room stilled for half a second before both Katsuki and Shoto choked simultaneously, their reactions startling Izuku. He blinked up at them, confused, his lips trembling as he worried they hadn’t heard him.

So he tried again, his voice cracking with desperation. "Please? I—I want your pups. I’ll be so good for you. Please put pups in me?"

Shoto reacted first. His large hand pressed gently against Izuku’s belly, right over where Katsuki’s cock was thrusting deep inside him. The pressure sent a ripple of pleasure through both Izuku and Katsuki, drawing moans from them simultaneously.

"You want Katsuki to pup you, hm?" Shoto teased in a sing-song voice. He rubbed slow circles over Izuku’s twitching stomach.

"Yes!" Izuku answered breathlessly without hesitation. "Want you too, Sho— want both of you to pup me,"

Shoto’s breath caught, his teasing demeanor faltering for a moment. "Yeah? Want us to give you a whole litter? Bet you’d look so pretty, swollen with our pups. Would you let us knock you up year after year, Izuku? Keeping you full with our pup every year? Giving the three of us a big family?"

"Fuck, Sho—" Katsuki groaned, his words cut short by Izuku’s sudden whimper as his body arched.

"I would! I would!" Izuku cried out, his voice breaking with desperation. "I’ll be so good—please, please, Kacchan, Shoto-kun—!" His back arched further, and with a shuddering moan, his neglected cocklet spilled a thin string of watery cum, his body instantly overwhelmed by the sensations.

The sight and feel of Izuku coming around him was enough to push Katsuki over the edge. With a guttural growl, he buried himself to the hilt and let his knot swell, locking them together. Hot, thick seed poured into Izuku, filling him to the brim in deep, powerful bursts.

Izuku clenched down instinctively, his body desperate to milk every last drop of Katsuki’s potent release. He sighed in bliss when he did, his trembling form relaxing as warmth spread through his belly.

"Fuck, look at that," Shoto murmured in awe. "You already look pregnant."

Those words snapped Izuku out of his daze, and his gaze dropped to his stomach. His eyes widened at the sight—it was indeed slightly distended, rounded from the sheer amount Katsuki had spilled into him. It made him look as though he was already carrying the blond’s pups, and he whimpered at the thought.

"Hope it catches," Izuku whispered while rubbing his belly.

"Fucking hell.."

Izuku’s entire body thrummed with satisfaction. With Katsuki’s knot buried deep and Shoto’s hands still gently caressing him, every ache and emptiness he’d felt earlier seemed to melt away. He felt complete. As if this was where he meant to be.

"We’ll be stuck for a bit," Katsuki murmured then, voice grew a little softer as he pressed gentle kisses to Izuku’s flushed cheeks. "Get comfy."

Izuku hummed a sleepy acknowledgment, his head lolling to the side as Shoto leaned in to pepper soft kisses across his face as well. The tender gestures from his alphas made a purr rumble deep in Izuku’s chest, a sound of contentment from him and his omega.

He was knotted, filled to the brim with his alphas’ seed, and utterly loved. His omega instincts purred with satisfaction, leaving him drowsy and completely at ease.

Just as he began to drift off, their voices filtered through the haze, a distant conversation between Katsuki and Shoto that sounded faint in his ears.

"Is he on birth control?"

"I fucking hope so,"

"I’ll go get him some after-pills once we’re done here. Just to be sure."

"Yeah, okay, thanks."

"Though… I wouldn’t mind if he did get pre—"

"Bastard, if you don’t shut your perverted mouth, I swear—"

Izuku barely registered the faint laugh that echoed around him. It was distant, almost muffled, like a sound from another world. But he couldn’t bring himself to care. Every fiber of his body was exhausted, his muscles trembling from overuse, his mind hazy and blissfully blank after being fucked throughly.

All he could do was close his heavy eyes, his body instinctively seeking comfort in the warmth surrounding him. The weariness took over, pulling him into a deep, dreamless sleep as his consciousness faded away.

Izuku couldn’t quite recall the details of what happened after he dozed off, but he woke up feeling achingly empty. The hollow sensation gnawed at him, his inner omega crying out for another knot.

Blinking sleepily, he looked around the room. Katsuki was nowhere to be seen, but beside him lay Shoto, still naked and sound asleep. The alpha’s arms were draped protectively around Izuku, his calm, even breaths a stark contrast to the needy fire building inside the omega.

Before he could think twice, Izuku found himself crawling toward Shoto’s resting form, his eyes fixated on the soft cock lying between Shoto’s legs. Guided by instinct more than thought, he leaned down and began working on it, his tongue and lips coaxing it to life. It didn’t take long for Shoto’s cock to stir, swelling rapidly in response to Izuku’s eager attention.

Shoto stirred awake, groaning softly as his eyes fluttered open. The sight that greeted him made his breath hitch: Izuku’s flushed face, his lips wrapped around the head of Shoto’s cock, lapping up the beads of pre-cum that had begun to drip.

The alpha cooed. "Already?" He asked with hoarse voice, when Izuku let out a soft, needy whine, Shoto patted his head. "Yeah, alright. Go ahead and ride me. Take what you need."

Izuku didn’t need to be told twice. With trembling hands, he straddled Shoto, positioning himself above the thick cock now standing proudly between them. Slowly, he began to lower himself down, gasping as Shoto’s girth stretched him wide.

He arched his back, a high-pitched whimper escaping him as inch after inch disappeared inside. Shoto’s cock was sure thicker than Katsuki’s, filling him so completely it felt like it was made to fit him. While Katsuki’s cock reached deeper than anything ever had, hitting places that made him see stars, Shoto’s sheer girth provided an overwhelming sense of fullness that left Izuku shaking.

He paused for a moment, adjusting to the stretch, before licking his lips in anticipation. Shoto’s knot hadn’t even begun to swell yet, and he already felt impossibly full. He couldn’t wait to have his knot inside him.

With a shaky exhale, Izuku began to move, his hips rolling slowly. The drag of Shoto’s cock against his sensitive walls sent jolts of pleasure through his body, his head lolling back as he started to ride him properly, nice and slow.

Shoto’s hands gripped Izuku’s hips firmly, guiding his movements with ease. A deep groan rumbled from the alpha’s chest. "I know you can go faster than that,"

As if enchanted by Shoto’s words, Izuku’s hips began to move faster, bouncing on the alpha’s cock with a determination. He wanted to prove he could do it, that he could meet every expectation his alpha had of him.

"Sho— alpha, alpha, please touch my nipples," Izuku pleaded, arching his chest forward toward Shoto. His perky, reddened nubs stood taut and sensitive, begging for attention.

Shoto hummed in amusement, leaning forward just enough to blow softly against one of Izuku’s nipples. The cool sensation made Izuku shudder, his back arching further as he let out a high-pitched whine.

"So perky," Shoto murmured, his tone rich with teasing praise. "And so reactive."

"Alpha, please," Izuku sobbed in desperation. "They feel itchy—please make them better."

"Shush," Shoto soothed gently. "Alpha will take care of you." One of his hands left Izuku’s hip, his thumb brushing over a hardened nub with agonizing slowness.

Izuku let out a keening moan, his body trembling from the dual sensations of Shoto’s cock filling him and the teasing touch on his sensitive nipples. His head spinning as he drowned in the overwhelming sensations.

"Shoto-kuuun," Izuku whined sweetly, dripping with need. "Your mouth, please—want your mouth on my nipples," he begged, pushing his chest closer toward Shoto’s face.

But Shoto pulled back, just out of reach, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. "So demanding, aren’t you?"

Izuku’s shook his head frantically. "I’ve been good! I’ve been good, haven’t I? Alphaaa, please!" His voice cracked with pure desperation, his green eyes wide and pleading as he sought Shoto’s mercy.

Shoto’s gaze softened, deciding his omega had endured enough teasing. Leaning closer, he let his tongue flick gently over Izuku’s swollen, sensitive nipple before pulling back to meet his omega’s wide, pleading eyes.

"That okay?" Shoto asked gently.

Izuku nodded quickly, his movements never faltering as he continued to bounce on Shoto’s cock, his body trembling with need. "More than okay," he whispered, breathy and strained. "I need more. Please, can I have more?"

Shoto’s chuckled, amused by Izuku’s polite plea. "What a sweet little baby," he murmured, his free hand tracing lazy patterns along Izuku’s flushed skin. "But I need you to tell me what you want. Do you want me to lick them? Suck on them? Use my hands? Be clear, love."

Izuku whimpered, his cheeks heating further as Shoto’s words sent shivers through him. The intensity of his alpha’s gaze, paired with his own burning arousal, made it almost impossible to respond. Still, Izuku didn’t want to disappoint him. Swallowing his embarrassment, he bit his lip before whispering, "Suck on them, please. They feel so sensitive. Make them feel better."

The earnest plea brought a satisfied hum from Shoto. Without hesitation, he lowered his head and wrapped his lips around one of Izuku's taut, sensitive nubs. His tongue teased the areola with gently strokes before he began to suckle, his warm mouth working to soothe and ignite Izuku all at once.

Meanwhile, his free hand found Izuku's other nipple, pinching and rolling the tender bud between his fingers. The omega's body arched instinctively, his movements becoming erratic as pleasure coursed through him.

"Fuck, they taste so sweet," Shoto growled against Izuku’s skin, his voice rough with desire. He dragged his tongue over the swollen nub, savoring the taste before pulling back slightly to look into Izuku’s wide, glassy eyes. "Would you let me suck them dry when you’re carrying my pups, hmm?"

The words hit Izuku like a lightning bolt, sending a desperate, primal ache straight to his womb. His entire body tensed, his thighs trembling as the mere mention of pups made him feel unbearably empty and needy.

A strangled cry escaped him as he bit down hard on his lip, nodding fervently. "Anything," he gasped, his voice trembling with submission and longing. "I’ll give you anything you want, Alpha."

Shoto’s lips curled into a dark, predatory smile, his hand slipping to the curve of Izuku’s waist, holding him steady as the omega quivered beneath him. “What a good omega you are,” he murmured, his tone dripping with wicked approval.

Without warning, Shoto leaned back down and latched onto Izuku’s nipple again, but this time with more force. His teeth grazed the sensitive nub before biting down hard, sending a sharp jolt of pain mixed with pleasure coursing through Izuku’s body.

Izuku screamed, his back arching as his hands clutched at Shoto’s shoulders, nails digging into the alpha’s skin. His body shuddering violently as he came without warning. His release coated their stomachs, his legs trembling as the overwhelming sensations rendered him momentarily weak. The combination of Shoto’s skilled mouth and hands was simply too much to handle.

Shoto pulled back slightly, his lips glistening and curved in a pleased smile as he took in the sight of his trembling omega. "Beautiful," he murmured, full of love and adoration. "But I’m not done, though. You can take more, can’t you?"

Izuku could only whimper in response, his body still trembling from the aftershocks of his release, he wasn’t sure if he could take any more than this.

"Come on,” Shoto urged. "You said you wanted my pups, didn’t you?"

Izuku’s breath hitched, his glazed eyes locking with Shoto’s as he nodded eagerly. "Want it, want alpha’s pups," he whispered quickly. "But can’t move, help me, alpha? Please?"

Shoto didn’t need to be asked twice. His hands gripped Izuku’s waist firmly, steadying the omega as he began thrusting upward, his hips snapping sharply to chase his own release.

Izuku could only rest his forehead against Shoto’s shoulder, his body pliant and trembling. Soft, breathy cries of ah, ah, ah! spilled from his lips as he surrendered completely to his alpha’s control.

Shoto leaned in close, his lips brushing against Izuku’s ear as he whispered sweet, possessive words. "Such a good boy for me," he murmured, his breath felt hot and heavy against Izuku’s ear. "I’ll fill you up so well as your reward. By the end of this heat, you’ll be carrying our pups in your sweet little belly." His voice dropped even lower, a growl rumbling in his chest. "I’ll make sure everyone knows you’re ours."

Izuku shuddered at the words, his body responding instinctively. His orgasm began to build again, the heat coiling tightly in his belly.

When Shoto’s knot started to swell, stretching him even more, Izuku whimpered, his hole clenching in anticipation. He was ready—ready to take it all, to be knotted, to feel every last drop of his alpha’s seed inside him.

With a deep, guttural growl, Shoto bit down on Izuku’s shoulder as he came, his body locking against the omega’s. Izuku cried out, another release tearing through him as his eyes squeezed shut, overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all.

"Sooo good,” Izuku wailed, his voice trembling as he continued to grind against Shoto’s cock, chasing every bit of pleasure. His hands drifted to his stomach, which bulged slightly from the sheer amount of Katsuki’s earlier cum mixed with Shoto’s fresh load.

"Your knot," Izuku whimpered, his fingers pressing against his swollen belly where Shoto’s knot seated. "It’s ah! so big, feels so full. It’s filling me up so good, alpha."

Shoto groaned, his hands soothing over Izuku’s trembling thighs, keeping him still as the knot locked them together. "That’s right, baby," he murmured, pressing a kiss to Izuku’s temple. "You’re made to take our cocks, to be knotted by us."

Izuku’s hummed in response before his body sagged into Shoto’s, utterly spent yet content. Shoto’s rubbed his back in a slow comforting circle as Izuku cried from overstimulation.

Izuku’s memory blurred after the intense mating, but he vaguely recalled Katsuki entering the bedroom. The blonde had been trying to coax him into eating some fruit and drinking water.

Izuku was too hazy, his body too weak and pliant to do much more than whine as his alphas fussed over him. Katsuki’s firm but gentle hands held a piece of apple to his lips while Shoto whispered reassurances, their combined efforts slowly helping him nibble at the fruit.

It took longer than it should have, but eventually, they managed to get him to eat every slice of apple and banana from the small container Katsuki had brought.

Izuku was nearly dozing off again, his body melting into the warmth of Shoto’s body, when he suddenly snapped awake. His eyes flew open, and a distressed whine escaped his lips as he felt Shoto pull his now-soft cock out of him.

The sound instantly caught both alphas’ attention, their heads turning toward him in unison.

"Izuku?" Shoto was the first one to react, asking him with a face etched with concern.

Izuku frowned, glancing down at his trembling thighs.

Oh no, his heart dropped at the sight.

Without a second thought, his fingers—index and middle—moved to his hole, instinctively plugging it.

"What’s wrong?" Katsuki asked then, filled with worry. "Does it hurt? Are you bleeding?"

Izuku bit his lip, shaking his head shyly.

"Then tell us what’s wrong," Shoto urged, his brow furrowed with concern.

"It’s…" Izuku whispered, trying to find the words. "It’s gonna leak out… the cum, I mean." His cheeks flushed a deep red as he continued. "I— I want to keep it. Want to carry you both inside me."

Both alphas groaned audibly at his words.

"Fucking hell," Katsuki muttered, rubbing a hand roughly over his face.

Shoto, meanwhile, tilted Izuku’s chin up gently, forcing the omega to meet his gaze. "You want to keep it?"

Izuku nodded without hesitation, his hands pressing more firmly against himself. "It’s keeping me warm and full," he admitted shyly. "It feels weird not having something inside me. Please, alpha? Let me keep it?"

Shoto’s tongue darted out to wet his lips as he exhaled shakily. He glanced at Katsuki, using their telepathy shits, before returning his focus to Izuku. "Then we’ll plug you up. How about that?"

Izuku blinked, the suggestion taking a moment to register. Before he could fully process it, Katsuki was already opening the nightstand drawer. The blonde pulled out a buttplug that Izuku hadn’t even known was there.

Izuku’s breath hitched as his gaze landed on the object. The plug was a deep emerald green, its jeweled end sparkling softly under the light. It wasn’t overly large, but Izuku was certain it was enough to keep their seed inside him.

He swallowed hard, spreading his legs slowly to expose himself further, his fingers still plugging his hole. "Plug, please," he murmured shyly.

Katsuki hummed in acknowledgment, leaning down to press a feather-light kiss against Izuku’s fingers before gently pulling them away.

Izuku let out a small hiss at the loss, but it was quickly replaced with a gasp as Katsuki positioned the plug at his entrance. With careful precision, Katsuki pushed it in, inch by inch, until only the handle remained visible. The fit was snug, the plug seated perfectly.

"There," Katsuki said with a satisfied tone, patting the base of the plug lightly. "All plugged up now."

Izuku adjusted to the sensation, wiggling slightly before looking up at his alpha with wide, grateful eyes. "Thank you, alpha," he whispered, soft and content.

Shoto leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to Izuku’s temple, while Katsuki’s rough hand ruffled his hair affectionately.

Izuku's heat was a whirlwind of need and pleasure, leaving little room for anything other than mating. Whenever it struck, he was relentless, begging for a knot. Whether it was from Katsuki or Shoto, it didn’t matter. They were both his alphas anyway, and he craved them equally.

They also did it everywhere. The first time they ventured outside the nest was in the bathroom. Katsuki and Shoto had intended to clean him up and remove the plug he’d been wearing all day long, but Izuku adamantly refused. He clung to it, whining that he didn’t want their cum to be cleaned up.

It took considerable coaxing before he relented, and even then, it was only when Katsuki promised a fresh, warm load if he let them clean him up. Izuku had shyly agreed, allowing them to gently scrub every inch of his body and carefully scrape the remnants of cum from his puffy, sensitive hole.

True to his word, Katsuki took Izuku against the shower wall, filling him up with a new load while water cascaded around them. Not long after, Izuku turned to Shoto, voice trembling with need as he begged for more. Shoto obliged, pressing Izuku against the bathroom mirror. The reflection of their heated union made Izuku’s cheeks burn, the sight of himself utterly fucked sending shivers down his spine. 

Their escapades didn’t stop there. They explored every corner of the apartment. Izuku had ridden Shoto in the kitchen while Katsuki tried to cook, the omega’s moans blending with the sizzling sounds of the stove. He’d also cockwarmed Katsuki on the couch while all three of them half-heartedly watched TV, their focus more on each other than the outside world. On one occasion, Izuku had even managed to kneel between them during an urgent hero video call, taking both of their cocks into his mouth alternately, his lips and tongue working diligently despite their stern tones as they spoke to their colleagues.

Izuku had never imagined heat could feel this good. Before their relationship, he’d relied on low-dose suppressants and toys to endure the discomfort. Now, with two attentive alphas by his side, he couldn’t fathom going back to those lonely nights. The real thing was so much better than the cheap toys he bought, better than he could have ever dreamed actually.

Katsuki and Shoto were equally devoted to him during his vulnerable moments. Despite his stubbornness and petulance during heat, they were endlessly patient, showering him with care and affection. Even Katsuki, who was known for his sharp temper, never snapped, not even for once.

They kept him sated, loved, and, most importantly, thoroughly bred. Every single day of his heat, Izuku had their seed deep inside him, just the way he wanted. 

It was nearing the end of his heat when Izuku finally found the strength to leave their bedroom. His mind felt clearer than before, though his body still ached slightly from the relentless demands of his heat.

The faint scent of Katsuki’s pheromone in the kitchen guided him. He spotted his alpha perched on a barstool, scrolling through his phone with a glass of water in hand. Suddenly, his posture straightened, and his head turned toward Izuku as if he could sense the omega’s presence.

"Izuku," Katsuki greeted instantly, "What’s up? Need anything?" He extended his hand, which Izuku quickly grabbed and held.

Izuku shook his head but leaned in to hug his alpha instead. Katsuki hummed softly, setting his phone on the counter before wrapping his arms around Izuku’s smaller frame.

It felt nice—being held and cherished by his alpha without any sexual undertones after days of being fucked to the brim. Izuku purred contentedly, nuzzling his face into Katsuki’s neck, savoring the warmth and the musky smell of his alpha.

Katsuki ran a hand through Izuku’s soft, curly green hair. "Wait here," he murmured before standing up.

Izuku’s brows furrowed in mild protest as Katsuki gently pulled away, but he didn’t say anything. He watched as Katsuki circled around the counter and opened a drawer near the refrigerator. Katsuki pulled out a small pill from it and a glass, filling it with water before bringing them back.

Izuku tilted his head in confusion, his emerald eyes blinking up at Katsuki. "What’s this?" he asked.

Katsuki hesitated, the briefest flicker of conflict crossing his features before he gave his answer. "Vitamin," he said carefully.

Izuku stared at the pill for a moment before nodding. He trusted Katsuki implicitly, so he took it without question, popping the pill into his mouth and washing it down with the water Katsuki had provided. Katsuki’s lips curved into a small, approving smile, and he leaned down to press a soft kiss against Izuku’s lips.

"Good boy," Katsuki murmured, his hand brushing against Izuku's cheek before his phone buzzed insistently on the counter.

Katsuki glanced at the screen and sighed, flashing an apologetic look at Izuku. "Sorry, it’s Kaminari," he said. Izuku nodded in understanding, watching as Katsuki picked up the call and stepped away to handle it, his voice fading into the distance.

Left alone, Izuku’s gaze wandered over the kitchen, his eyes eventually drifting to the drawer Katsuki had opened earlier. His thoughts swirled as he stared at it, a gnawing curiosity bubbling in his chest.

He trusted Katsuki—he really did. But something about the exchange nagged at him, a little voice whispering in the back of his mind. It’s just to be sure, he reassured himself, almost guiltily. It’s not that I don’t trust him...

With hesitant steps, Izuku walked to the drawer and pulled it open. His fingers trembled slightly as he picked up the strip of pills. His heart sank when his eyes landed on the label. It wasn’t vitamins. His lips quivered, and his face contorted in disbelief as realization hit.

"Izuku, do you—" Katsuki’s voice cut through the silence but halted abruptly when his gaze landed on Izuku, standing there with the pill pack in hand. Katsuki’s face paled. "Oh, shit."

Izuku turned to him, lips trembling as tears welled in his wide green eyes. His voice cracked when he asked, "Kacchan, why?"

Katsuki cursed under his breath, panic flashing across his face as he strode toward Izuku. "No, no, shit, Izuku, calm down," he pleaded, trying to reach for him, but Izuku took a step back, clutching the pills tightly.

"You liar!" Izuku cried, his distress evident in the shakiness of his voice and the scent of his pheromones.

"Let me explain! It’s not what you think!" Katsuki groaned, frustration and guilt written all over his face.

Izuku’s tears spilled over, his soft sobs filling the room just as Shoto appeared in the doorway. His damp hair clung to his face, and his broad shoulders gleamed with water from his interrupted shower. Good thing he there was a towel hanging on his waist.

"What’s going on?" Shoto asked sharply, his heterochromatic eyes flicking between the distressed omega and the guilty-looking Katsuki. "Why is he crying?" Shoto demanded, directing his question and a pointed glare toward Katsuki.

At the sight of his other alpha, Izuku broke into another sob, throwing himself into Shoto’s chest and burying his face there. Shoto automatically wrapped his arms around Izuku, holding him protectively.

"Kacchan gave me an afterpill," Izuku wailed, voice muffled against Shoto’s chest. "He doesn’t want to give me pups! Alpha doesn’t love me!"

"That’s not—" Katsuki barked, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

"Liar!" Izuku accused, his teary eyes glaring at Katsuki before looking up at Shoto with a pleading expression. "He said it was a vitamin, but it’s a contraceptive!"

Shoto’s body stiffened for a moment before his chest started to shake slightly. Izuku frowned, confused, until Shoto’s hand came up to cover his mouth, suppressing the chuckle threatening to escape. When Izuku narrowed his eyes in suspicion, Shoto cleared his throat and forced a straight face.

"What a bad alpha," Shoto murmured. "You wanted pups, and he tricked you into taking those pills. Such a cruel thing to do."

"You asshole!" Katsuki growled, his hands balling into fists, "That’s not how it is, and you know it—"

Ignoring Katsuki, Shoto tilted Izuku’s chin up, his expression softening as he gazed into Izuku’s teary eyes. "I, however, would never do that to you," he assured, his lips quirking into the barest hint of a smile. "If you want pups, I’ll give you as many as you want, Izuku."

"You will?" Izuku sniffled, a little bit uncertain as he stared up at Shoto, searching his face. "Promise?"

"Hey!" Katsuki protested.

"Promise," Shoto said firmly, shooting a smug grin in Katsuki’s direction before effortlessly lifting Izuku into his arms.

Izuku hummed contentedly, nuzzling against Shoto’s neck, his distress melting into comfort. "Don’t let Kacchan join us," he mumbled.

"Whatever you want," Shoto said lightly, his eyes flicking toward Katsuki with an almost smug glint.

"You bastard," Katsuki groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose as Shoto walked away, carrying Izuku in his arms. Shoto’s soft laugh echoed through the room, leaving Katsuki to stew in his frustration.

Even though he had insisted he didn’t want Katsuki, by the end of the day, Izuku was the one begging and pleading for Katsuki to join them.

No matter how upset he got, Izuku could never stay mad at his alpha for long.

The morning after his heat ended, Izuku woke feeling refreshed, though his body still carried the lingering reminders of the past few days. Sweat clung to his skin, and the sheets beneath him were warm and sticky. Despite it all, his omega purred contentedly. So he has no complaint about it.

Sitting up slowly, Izuku’s eyes darted between his two alphas. Shoto and Katsuki were still asleep on either side of him, their chests rising and falling in a steady rhythm. The sight made his cheeks burn as he noticed the mess they’d all left behind—and the fact that none of them had bothered to dress after last night’s activities.

A sudden awareness made his blush deepen. He shifted slightly, and the sensation of the plug still nestled deep inside him sent a shiver down his spine. Izuku groaned softly, burying his face in his hands.

God, what was I thinking? Now that his mind was clear, the memories of his shameless begging came flooding back. Did I really keep asking them to plug me every single day?

Lost in his mortified thoughts, Izuku didn’t notice Katsuki stirring beside him. The blond let out a groggy groan, his hand instinctively reaching out to find him. Izuku startled slightly but quickly grasped Katsuki’s hand.

Katsuki’s crimson eyes blinked open, still heavy with sleep. "’Zuku?" he rasped, low and rough from exhaustion.

Izuku offered him a small, embarrassed smile. "Morning, Kacchan."

Katsuki rubbed a hand over his face before propping himself up slightly on one elbow. "What time is it?"

"I don’t know," Izuku admitted with a shrug. "I just woke up too."

"Figures," Katsuki yawned, running a hand through his disheveled hair. His gaze softened as it landed on Izuku. "How are you feeling? Still ache anywhere?"

Izuku shook his head with a faint smile. "I feel fine. Thank you for taking care of me."

Katsuki gave him a lopsided grin before collapsing back onto their nest. He tugged Izuku down to sit closer, wrapping an arm possessively around his waist.

"How long was it again?" Izuku asked after a moment, his fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on Katsuki’s forearm. "Five days? Six?"

"Four," Katsuki mumbled against the pillow. "Thought it’d last longer too."

Izuku hummed thoughtfully. His heats usually stretched from five to six days. The shorter duration must have been thanks to his alphas’ care. A smile tugged at his lips as warmth spread through his chest. He felt so loved.

But then, a realization struck him like a lightning bolt, and his body went rigid in an instant.

"Shit," he whispered, his hands flying up to cover his face.

Katsuki’s eyes snapped open at the change in Izuku’s demeanor. In an instant, he was alert, his hand tightening protectively around Izuku’s waist. "What’s wrong, Izuku?" he asked.

Apparently, it was enough to stir Shoto from his deep sleep. He squinted against the light, his eyes struggling to adjust. But when he saw the concerned look on Katsuki’s face, directed at Izuku, Shoto’s eyes snapped wide open, fully alert.

"What? What happened?" Shoto asked, voice still heavy with sleep but laced with concern.

Izuku jolted at the sound of Shoto’s voice joining the conversation. He quickly shook his head, trying to wave it off.

But the look on their faces told him they weren’t buying it. Both alphas were now sitting up, eyes fixed on him, waiting for an answer.

"Don’t lie," Katsuki growled while tightening his jaw. "Tell us, Izuku, are you hurt anywhere?"

"No!" Izuku quickly reassured them, his hands flailing slightly in panic. "I—I’m not hurt. I’m fine, really!" He added, trying to force a smile, though his voice faltered a bit. "It’s just—"

Izuku swallowed hard, his eyes flickering nervously between his two alphas, who were now intently watching him. "I just remember... what I did yesterday…" His voice trailed off at the end as his embarrassment took over.

Shoto blinked while Katsuki furrowed his brow, clearly still unsure of what was going on. Then, just as the silence thickened, Shoto’s laugh filled the room.

Izuku’s face burned instantly, unable to hide his embarrassment.

"Ah, sorry, sorry," Shoto quickly apologized between laughs. "It’s the after-pill incident, huh?" he teased.

Izuku let out a soft whine at the teasing, while Katsuki groaned softly as he finally pieced everything together.

"It’s my heat!" Izuku stammered quickly, desperate to defend himself. "It’s my heat, okay? It wasn’t me, I swear!" His hands shook slightly as he looked at them. "It was just... what I said... I... ugh."

Katsuki raised an eyebrow. "Now you're blaming it on your heat?" he said with incredulous tone. "Do you even remember what you accused me of?"

Izuku gulped hard as memories started flooding back. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to suppress the humiliation that was building up.

"You liar!"

"He doesn’t want to give me pups!"

"Alpha doesn’t love me!"

Izuku groaned, face turning crimson as those words echoed in his head. "I’m so sorry," he muttered weakly.

"Yeah, shit, I almost killed myself when I made you cry like that," Katsuki muttered in irritation.

Izuku’s heart tightened at his words. He quickly wrapped his arms around Katsuki’s neck, pulling the blond alpha into a tight embrace. "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it!"

Shoto, clearly enjoying the scene before him, couldn’t help but laugh louder, his voice echoing in the room.

"Shoto was the one who bought the pills," Katsuki grunted. "But somehow, I was the one who got accused of not loving my omega enough for forcing him to take those pills."

"Hey!" Shoto protested with a playful grin, "At least I didn’t lie and say it was just a vitamin."

"The hell was I supposed to say?" Katsuki shot back, rolling his eyes. "We both know he wouldn’t have taken it if I told him it was a fucking contraceptive!"

Izuku, now thoroughly embarrassed but relieved the tension was easing, pouted and crossed his arms. "Don’t fight," he murmured with his cheeks still flushed. "Sorry, I was being overly dramatic." He sighed before looking up at them. "I’m on birth control, but I forgot to tell you both, sorry.. and thank you for making sure I took the pill."

Afterward, Izuku leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to each of his alphas’ cheeks.

Shoto's face brightened with a wide, affectionate smile, while Katsuki merely grunted in response, still half-groggy but clearly pleased.

"Such good alphas for me, I love you both," Izuku murmured softly, his hands gently cupping their faces.

The mingling of Shoto’s and Katsuki’s pleased pheromoned filled the air, creating a heady, intoxicating blend that made Izuku's heart flutter. He couldn’t help but smile even wider.

"Can I… can I ask one last thing?" Izuku’s voice was soft, almost shy as he hesitated.

Shoto’s expression softened in curiosity as he tilted his head, while Katsuki, always straightforward, gave a slight nod. "Go on," he said.

Izuku paused, his eyes drifting between the two of them. He admired their handsome faces for a moment, his heart fluttering as he tried to collect his thoughts. Taking a deep breath, he spoke with a slightly flushed face, still nervous but more certain this time. "I want you both to claim me."

The words seemed to hang in the air, and Katsuki’s breath caught in his throat. His mouth slightly agape as he struggled to form a response. Shoto, too, looked shocked, his usual composure faltering.

Izuku, sensing their surprise, quickly looked down at his hands. Before he could explain, Shoto’s voice cut through the tension. "Are you sure about this?" His tone was serious, but there was an underlying softness, as if he needed to make sure Izuku was truly certain.

Izuku nodded firmly, the slight blush on his cheeks deepening. "One hundred percent kind of sure," he replied, a shy smile tugging at his lips.

Katsuki let out a low curse, his brow furrowed in concern. "No, shit, you’ve gotta think this through. You’d be stuck with us forever if you do this, Izuku," he said.

Izuku hummed softly, nodding once again. "I’ve thought about it, before my heat. And even now, I really want this. I want you both," he explained in a quiet, earnest tone. "And I think, forever with you both sounds lovely."

Katsuki seemed to falter for a moment, uncertainty flashing across his face. It was Shoto, however, who took charge of the conversation. "Izuku," he called out, "You need to know that once we claim you, we won’t let you go, not even if you begged us to."

Izuku smiled softly, looking up at him with sincerity. "I promise I won’t do that," he reassured them.

Katsuki grunted, a hint of teasing in his voice. "Shoto might really knock you up every year," he grumbled, half joking half warning him.

"Hey!" Shoto’s face flushed in indignation, his hands lifting in mock defense.

Izuku chuckled at their antics, feeling more relaxed in their presence. "I don’t really mind," he replied shyly. "Only if you two are ready to take care and cover the expenses for all those pups."

Shoto swallowed hard, his expression softening at the thought. Though, somewhere in his body clearly isn’t as soft as his face.

Katsuki’s face twisted into mock frustration as he kicked Shoto’s leg lightly. "You fucking pervert, don’t get horny now!" he barked.

"You can’t blame me!" Shoto defended. "But shit, are you really, really sure about this, Izuku?"

Izuku nodded once more. "Please?"

The two alphas exchanged another glance, one filled with their usual silent understanding. Izuku’s smile grew even wider as he realized they were doing it again, their secret telepathy codes.

When their eyes finally turned back to him, his breath hitched in anticipation, his body alive with excitement.

"Yeah, okay," Shoto finally said, breaking the silence between them.

Izuku’s entire face lit up at his words, his eyes sparkling with joy as he tilted his head to offer them full access to his scent gland, fully submitting to them.

Katsuki let out a muffled curse under his breath, his hands gripping Izuku’s tightly as he leaned in. Shoto followed soon after. Izuku held both of their hands, grounding himself in the moment.

"Relax," Katsuki murmured. "Take a deep breath."

Izuku did as he was told, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply, feeling the warmth of both alphas surrounding him. Then, without warning, he felt both Katsuki and Shoto sink their fangs into his gland at the same time. A low whine escaped him as they bit down, marking him with a claim that would bind them for eternity.

Izuku gasped, his grip tightening on their hands as he felt them both tenderly lick the fresh marks on his gland, sealing their bond.

"Beautiful," Shoto whispered.

"Perfect," Katsuki added.

Izuku purred softly at the praise, his body trembling with contentment. He felt so complete now.

The three of them stayed like that for a while, comfortably basking in the warmth of each other. Izuku’s contented purrs filled the quiet room as both of his alphas rested their faces on his shoulders.

The silence was broken when Katsuki grumbled, "Oi, ask him."

Izuku tilted his head curiously at Katsuki’s words. Both alphas lifted their faces from his shoulders, and he could sense a shift in the atmosphere.

Shoto cleared his throat, his gaze flickering to Katsuki briefly before settling on Izuku. "Izuku," he began. "We, we’ve been meaning to ask you something." He rubbed the back of his neck, a faint blush dusting his cheeks.

"What is it?" Izuku asked, his brows furrowing slightly in confusion.

Shoto hesitated, his mismatched eyes studying Izuku for a moment before softening. A gentle smile graced his lips as he finally spoke. "Would you like to move in with us?"

Izuku blinked once, then twice, his mind scrambling to process the unexpected question. "Move in? To where? Your apartment? Kacchan’s?" His eyes darted between the two of them, searching for clarity.

Katsuki scoffed softly. "No, dumbass. To our house."

That only deepened Izuku’s frown. "Our.. house?" he echoed hesitantly.

Shoto nodded, his smile growing a touch wider. "We built a house for the three of us. Ever since we started as pro heroes."

Katsuki added, "It’s been finished since last year."

Izuku gasped, his emerald eyes widening in disbelief. His heart swelled with warmth and joy, the thought of his alphas building a home for them filling him with emotions he couldn’t quite put into words.

"You guys did?" His voice trembled.

Both Shoto and Katsuki nodded. "It’s not far from U.A. either," Shoto added.

Tears welled up in Izuku’s eyes as his lips trembled. Without a second thought, he threw his arms around their necks, pulling them into a tight embrace.

"Yes!" he exclaimed, with laughter and tears. "Yes, of course I’ll move in with you two!"

Both alphas let out a collective sigh of relief at his answer, their tension melting away. They wrapped their strong arms around him, holding him just as tightly as he held them.

He purred softly as he murmured, "Thank you, Kacchan, Shoto-kun."

In response, they took turns kissing his forehead, their lips lingering for a moment as if sealing their bond anew. Izuku’s purr deepened.

"Before we move in, though," Izuku said after a moment, "Can you two take me to the bath?" His cheeks flushed as he added, "My legs are too wobbly, and I feel sticky all over."

Shoto chuckled softly, nodding in agreement.

"And maybe," Izuku hummed, looking at them shyly, "I could give you something as a reward for being such good alphas to me."

The promise in his tone earned him a low, rumbling growl from both of them.

Katsuki’s grin turned wolfish, while Shoto’s lips quirked up in amusement, his eyes glimmering with affection.

"Careful with promises like that, nerd," Katsuki warned, "Or we’ll take you up on it right away."

Izuku giggled, his face glowing with happiness as they led him off.