Chapter 8
Wild, creamy blonde strands ruffled as Bakugo walked to the back room of the cafe they just performed inside. The clanking of cups against plates mixing with the sweet aroma of coffee and sugar, floating through the air. Bright menus strewn against the walls of the brick building, as the streetlights vibrant glow hit them from the windows of the shop. The mumbling chatter was soft, peaceful as he met a pair of mismatched eyes through the door. Sinking into the velvety seats, he sighed and pulled his bandmate closer. He took in the calm sight of the lamp across the room, beaming and buzzing with a yellow hue.
The creaking of the door closing brought his gaze over to the younger man entering. His green beanie atop his head, jeans slouching against his too small frame. Though he was quiet, his huge smile let the spiky blonde know he was anxious to talk as he quickly sat down next to the two older men.
A faint brushing from the cinnamon scented hair tickled his nose when the smaller cuddled against his solid chest. He gripped the greener's shoulder as he held the two close. Enjoying the mixed fragrance of vanilla and spice his nostrils were graced with as the men held onto him.
He hadn't known of the smaller's feelings when they were younger, and he was quite a bully at times. Somehow the emerald angel always allowed him back into his life, probably their close bond since childhood. Which always perplexed Bakugo as he had gone through therapy. Why did he always push away the one who looked up to him? Through the years of forming his band, giving up U.A's hero ideals for a chance to chase at some type of artistic release, he found himself. His stronger self, who could really say what he felt without just lashing out at those around him. Maybe this was his chance to right those wrongs, to mend what he had done to the little Midoriya. Time with the dual user had shown he definitely had depth of feeling, he wasn't just an angry crazed human. He hoped he could keep that statement true for the two men, considering his outburst of dominance a couple weeks prior.
"-ht we could go?" A sweet smile looked up to him, the small hand grabbing his shirt.
"Huh?" He replied, taking time to glance at the soft lips moving before him.
"Do you think that we could go?" His bright green eyes capturing the taller man he sat snuggled against.
"Yeah, uh, where are we going?" He must have lost himself in thought.
"Oh! The party, Uraraka invited us and everyone was going to be there. I-I mean except a few people. You know, the heroes on night watch and all." He sheepishly smiled once more.
"Hell yeah, long as candy cane ass here cuts us off before we get shitty." He smirked and turned his head down to the other man looking up at him.
The scarred man sat up next to the two, off of his chest, and looked at them with a small smirk.
"I may allow you to instead drunkenly have your way with my body." He tilted his head with a grin.
A giggling Midoriya quickly pulled out his phone. The screen humming a vibration with each touch as he text their friends.
The night air was pretty cold, the wind blowing against three bodies walking up to the huge Airbnb that surely Momo had rented. A few flowers scattered the grass near the walkway, every light in the house bathing the ground through the glass panes. It washed against their clothing as they made their way to the modern, metal door. The blonde pressed the doorbell and wrapped his arms around the two men. A vibrant red fluff of hair appeared in the frame of the open entry.
"Hey! My man Bakubro is here guys!" He shouted back into the house, loud music stifling the sound from reaching too far.
"Hey shitty hair!" The blonde grinned at his old classmate.
The spiked red hair taking a step back and letting the three men inside, he raised his eyebrows.
"My man, pimpin' tonight?" He smirked at the two men still under the blonde's arms.
The fiery man grinning, he shook his head at the comment. "You know, pimpin' ain't easy." He laughed.
The greenite smiled at the two friends, slipping away to gather drinks for the group. He had to scout them out in this large home, searching for the kitchen. Tile floors illuminated with the lights overhead and music pumping, he could hear chatter as he neared a room without such loud noise. Suddenly a chilled hand gripped his own, the slender fingers familiar to Midoriya.
"Those two have the biggest bro-mance in this entire town." He glanced down at a giggling green man.
"Well.. Let's drink about it." He smiled and pulled the hand towards the kitchen he had discovered.
A brunette stood talking to a tall and orderly man, his glasses glinting as he looked over at the two men entering the room.
"Uraraka!" The small man happily exclaimed as he made his way to hug her.
"Deku! I'm glad you're here." She chirped happily, hugging him and setting her cup down as she began crafting a red solo cup cocktail for each of the newcomers. "I was just telling Iida that you guys were all coming. So time to give me the gossip! Where have you been for the last month? I missed our coffee dates." Her pretend pout had no value as she quickly smiled, a little giggle crossing her lips.
The smaller rubbed the back of his neck with a smile and blushed faintly. "I've been well, I-I've actually been catching up with Kacchan and S-Shoto." He stuttered the sentence hesitantly, knowing whatever the brunette learned would definitely make it's way to her entire social circle.
"Hmm.." She put her hand to her chin with a devious grin. "I don't remember you being on a first name basis with Todoroki." Her wink caught his eye.
"W-Well, he's in the band with Kacchan and I-I just see him a-a lot now so.." He trailed, looking down shyly.
The brunette could see the uncomfortable blush flourishing on the emerald, she quickly told him everyone was outside or in the main living room and that he should go get some drinks in himself to catch up. To which Iida replied with a point to a bowl of keys, they weren't driving home if they were getting sloshed. A ding of the keys hitting the pile, Midoriya turned and tasted the bitter drink he was given. His companion unphased by the strong liquor.
"Are you okay Izuku?" He held the sweaty, nervous hand in an attempt to comfort the smaller man.
"Y-Yeah, I just haven't told anyone yet.. You know a-about everything." The younger man sipped his drink as they walked.
The taller man squeezed his hand. "Your friends will still accept you, and those that do not were never friends to begin." He spotted a grinning Bakugo as they neared the main room.
"Y-Yeah. I think everyone will know tonight though." He shrugged as his nerves calmed with the alcohol.
The crimson and ice haired man remembered Midoriya proclaiming his two boyfriends with excellent confidence that night at the club. He decided not to remind him. Reaching their blonde counterpart, he joined them as they headed outside.
A large bonfire allowed the men to see the group gathered around. Most talking or dancing to the music that could be heard, all certainly tipsy. The trio needed a few more drinks to keep up.
"SHOTSSSS!" A beaming Kaminari carrying an armful of glasses and a couple bottles exited behind the men. They decided to start enjoying the night.
A few rounds of beer pong and the blonde had retreated indoors, feeling light and wobbly. He saw a few people resting on the couches, talking and laughing. He turned to make his way upstairs, looking for those four eyes that lit up his world. Passing a few bedrooms, he found a cozy lounge area and plopped onto one of the chairs with a huff. The room spinning, a loud familiar voice could be heard echoing downstairs.
"HEY EVERYBODY C'MERE,"
Bakugo peered over the railing of the balcony he sat next to, a fumbling green man in his line of sight. Those cheeks were red and his giggling meant they'd be in for a long night. The blonde saw a stumbling head of dual colored hair approaching the smaller man. Thank god, surely he would stop whatever the latter was about to do. Gazing, he saw the drunken Todoroki throw his arms around the greenite and whisper as they giggled. The group of friends around them now standing, or wobbling rather with anticipation.
"What mad fools." A sharp voice rang in the area of the sloppy blonde, he twisted his neck and saw Tokoyami standing quietly in the corner watching the display.
"Tch." He clicked his teeth and turned back when he heard yelling.
A little emerald man had one hand in the air pointing at the dual user, whose face was flushed. Todoroki was holding his finger to his lips giggling.
"Shh, don't tell them.." He stumbled and snickered at Midoriya.
"THIS MY PEPPERMINT BITCH!" He lost himself in laughter as the other man doubled over giggling. The alcohol overtaking the dual user as he hiccuped.
The group giggled and cheered. Clearly they had witnessed the trio holding hands at points in the night. Everyone was too drunk to judge anyway.
"Hell yeah!" The spiky red haired man shouted as he cheered his drink towards them, spilling it on the floor in the process.
Above, the blonde sighed as he stood up. The room spinning with color as he walked for the stairs, grabbing the railing all the way down. He made his way past the pool table and couches, stumbling towards the men with his arms landing around Midoriya's shoulders in a slump. The smaller man still giggling as the group of people dispersed from the area to continue partying. He grabbed both of their hands and tugged them toward the stairs, the men never objecting only giggling and whispering to one another.
"Kacchan's druuuunk." The greenite looked over with his half lidded eyes.
"Not as drunk s'you Deku." He smirked and pulled them down the hall.
A blushing Midoriya covered his mouth and snickered.
The three had sloppily strewn clothes across the floor in their stupor, the blonde remembering to lock the door as he padded over slowly. Turning around, he blushed faintly seeing the dual user above the smaller man. A heated embrace as soft lips trailed down the emerald's neck and chest, coming back up to his mouth. He took in the sight, his member hardening seeing those toned arms flex as he moved across Midoriya's body in exploration. The creamy blonde gripped his throbbing flesh and pulled, unable to stop staring at the duo.
"Please.." The greener panted out, staring up at the swirling mix of eyes and hair.
"Anything Izuku." A low voice whizzed in his head.
"F-Fuck me, please.." The blushing man closed his eyes shyly as he begged.
His breathing heavy and his breath of liquor, the blonde grunted as he walked to the bed and knelt behind Todoroki. He spit on his hand, dragging it across his length as the dual user had done the same. They pulled the smaller man around until he was on Todoroki's chest, facing a flushed Bakugo.
"Ahh.." His moan sailed past their ears as he was penetrated.
The tall man beneath him holding him by his legs, skin tugging under his palms as he thrusted into the warm entrance. Huffing out a groan, the fiery blonde pushed as he drown in the feeling of Midoriya tightly squeezing his manhood. Once he bottomed out both men groaned as they filled the small emerald between them. A gasp as he was stretched, Midoriya panicked as his breath hitched. The two larger men pumping quickly in rhythm as their members slid against one another inside the greener man's entrance.
A panting Todoroki grazed his nipple with a fingertip before twisting the soft flesh, a loud moan at the sensation. Salty skin beneath the scarred man's tongue as he licked the emerald's ear, a harsh nip following suit. The dual user pumped harder, letting out a quiet groan as Midoriya's body swallowed his member.
The blonde gazed in lust as his hand snaked to the tiny neck in front of him, he felt the soft skin beneath his rough hand as he thrust harder. He began to steal the smaller man's air, feeling his body clench in response as he groaned. He buried himself in the man, his breath fast and hard while he smacked against the flesh. The tight muscle squeezing both men inside of Midoriya.
"I can't.. Kacchan.. Shoto.." He pleaded, the two picking up speed at the needy voice.
Bakugo tightened his grip on the airway he held, sweat dripping onto his hand and .. drool? Midoriya was absolutely lost in a headspace, drooling and panting as he was stuffed with the hardened pleasure. The blonde pushed deeper, a yelp as he brushed the smaller man's sweet spot. His body gave out as hot, sticky fluid spread across his chest. He could feel himself full of the same warm feeling.
"Ha.. Ahh.. Izuku!" The dual user moaned, holding the sweating mess of man on top of him. His chest was screaming at the exertion.
"Ngh.." A low grunt from the doubled over blonde on top of him, he threw his head back breathing hard.
Midoriya caught his breath, closing his eyes while the huffing continued around him. Sweaty, hot bodies situated on his sides as their weight shifted. A tight embrace engulfed his body, kisses being planted on each freckled cheek. He could feel his hair being stroked through, his arm being rubbed gently in a caress. The emerald sank into the mattress, warm between his lovers.
He was safe.
do you guys approve or disapprove of all the sexy time?
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