yo so there's smut down here and the song used is fix me by 10 years. I own nothing just a humble writer here.
Chapter 14
A blonde tuft shook with a sigh, he was trying to tell Midoriya the venue down in Hosu was too big and the stage fright of a first performance would be too much, not to mention the fangirls who would surely swallow him whole with the knowledge of another cute band member. The green eyes squinted as he pouted, crossing his arms in a huff. A glass clinking on the table as the two stared off, it seemed the emerald was adamant to share his writings but only on the stage. The sunlight peered through the dining room window, panels warm at the touch, as Bakugo huffed and pulled out his phone.
"Hey, yeah so we have a change of plans for the show tonight. Mhm, gonna let a musician cover for us. Yeah, original music." He tapped his fingers on the tabletop as the greenite softened. "You can have it posted on our social media for tonight,"
The blonde looked up at the tilted head of green fluff.
"Double security too."
He clicked the phone while a cool hand gripped his own. A smile tugging at the scarred face. The fan above them keeping pace while soft shuffling rattled the room, in a huff the blonde was tightly held by Midoriya's gentle grip.
"Thank you Kacchan!" He squealed as he kissed the other man furiously, pecking his cheeks and forehead nonstop.
A pair of heterochromatic eyes settled on them, he looked forward to the show. He had never seen nor heard the emerald in any artistic effort.
Moving from the kitchen, Midoriya hurried off to gather his notebook. Content with his decision, he stuffed the nerves down for now. This was his night. He always admired the duo on stage, they were a perfect pair when it came to performing. He loved seeing them intense and drawn out with the beat, seeing his Kacchan spill his heart out in words. He could be vulnerable, he thought. Looking down at his chest and placing a hand against the soft fabric, he sighed. He had to get it out, but most people don't get a full staff and audio crew at their first show. It was lucky that he had talented boyfriends, ready to give him whatever he asked of them.
Bakugo entered the room, coming toward the forest hair as he grabbed his hands. His crimson eyes piercing through Midoriya.
"We can always go out with our normal set if you get scared, nerd." He smirked, his eyes unwavering.
"I-I.. I appreciate that Kacchan." He smiled.
The two gathered their clothes for the evening as the day rolled past.
A few streetlights illuminated the car as they rode, the dark SUV full of unfamiliar faces to Izuku. He watched the colors fly by, aiming his eyes up at the moon as they approached the back of a tall building. His hands trembled, he tugged at the zipper of his jacket. He had been swooped into an outfit by Todoroki, a pair of white skinny jeans clad each man. Midoriya wore a navy shirt, Bakugo orange, and the dual user bright red. Each with matching white converse. He had such odd taste every time the duo performed, but maybe he wanted the greenite to feel comfortable with his first night on a stage, so something simple was necessary.
A hazy glow as the door opened, light spilling into the dark vehicle as people filed out. A few girls stood at the back entrance, holding notebooks and a poster.
"Bakugo! Please sign this! Pleeease!" A small voice ushered, jutting the poster towards him before noticing the emerald in tow.
The girls 'ooh'ed with curiosity.
"He's the surprise performer, huh! Bakugo! Bakugo!" The smaller coming closer as the blonde shoved himself between the two, security quickly coming to his side.
"Don't fuckin' crowd 'em. Get inside." He huffed and looked down at the teenaged girl.
The group behind her 'aww'ing.
"Look how he protects him!"
"I want one!"
"Where is Todoroki-kun?"
The girls mingling as they wandered off around front talking to themselves with giggles.
The crimson and ice tresses exiting the vehicle with a sigh of relief, he always preferred the blonde to handle the fans.
The group made their way inside, large signs of EXIT and STAGE, DRESSING ROOM as they passed. The buzzing of the glowing notices beaming down above them.
"You're going to head here for a quick interview Todoroki, and Bakugo they want you in there too." The manager babbling as they pulled them apart.
Midoriya shivered with nervousness as the darkened hallway opened up, the black stage before him. He followed the tall figure in front, leading him to a microphone as the audience packed inside.
His green eyes froze at the sight of phones in the crowd, they would probably record. What if he screwed up? What if this went wrong.
No, no. He could do this. He was ready.
Fumbling with the microphone as the audio tech guided him through a soundcheck, his boyfriends returned with words of comfort before his big moment.
"You are so beautiful, Izuku, don't be shy. They love you already." A warm mouth kissed his cheek, heading back to his seat at his drum set.
Todoroki adjusted his own microphone, anticipating hearing this song for the first time. He was only given the music, as was Bakugo.
"You're gonna kill it, baby!" A fiery blonde hugged him, ruffling his hair as he went past him, holding his bass next to the shaking man.
The audio tech was in their ear pieces, speaking as he adjusted minor things, giving them the go ahead.
The stage lit up at once, the bright hues burning Midoriya's eyes with unfamiliarity.
"Hey everyone, tonight there's someone special up here." Bakugo grinned to the crowd. "He's our fucking boyfriend so you better love him." His husky voice trailing out with an echo.
The audience awed before shouting and cheering could be heard. The tech gave them the word as he bumped the beat. Music spewing out of the speakers as the crowd cheered.
The emerald's trembling hand stilled as he gripped the microphone, standing close to it while the duo started behind him with the flow. The words lit him on fire inside, his emotion finally exiting. It was easy, and maybe he kind of liked this? People wanted to hear what he had to say, people wanted to hear those handsome men make melodies.
I'm fine in the fire.
His voice deeper than usual, the tone stirring within him.
I feed on the friction.
The two with him slowly swaying as they played.
I'm right where I should be,
He felt the lights hitting him again, heating his body up as he belted his emotions out.
Don't try and fix me.
His breath catching as the melody hit his eardrums, damn they were good at what they did. He heaved in before slipping into a low, sultry tone.
So lost for so long, to find my way.
I failed to follow. I'm out of place.
Green orbs taking in the audience, the phones, the smiles, the attention, the beams of light shining up to him. He liked this.
Crossing lines,
He drown in his own voice, feeling taken by the surreal feeling of the experience. Music thudded as Todoroki flew across his instrument.
Small crimes,
Bakugo strummed as his head bobbed, he was walking across the stage, banging his head with each thump of the deep noise.
Taking back what is mine.
Midoriya let himself go, let himself flow as he shown behind himself on large screens.
It was his moment.
"Midoriya sign my shirt!" A girl screeched behind the barrier as they walked down the steps of the stage.
"Touch my hand Todoroki! Please!" Another reached out desperately.
"So cuuuute!" Cooed a group of girls, snapping photos of the emerald under Bakugo's arm.
He was ushered back to the green room, out of breath with the experience. His eyes doddled with the remainder of lights stinging them as he felt tight arms engulf him from behind. The clicking of the door a relief, he was safe from the hounding of other people once more.
"I can't believe you hid such a good song from us." The icyhot user praised him, kissing his cheek as he smiled softly.
"Again, stealing my thunder you fucker." A blonde grin met his eyes.
The two sat down with him between, asking more about where did that come from and how he felt on the stage. They began to decide if this could be a regular cover for Bakoki, while Midoriya drifted into thought.
He really did that. He had support behind him, and his heart paced in his chest with excitement from the night's activities. The low hum of neon around him as signs rang out, his eyes focused down on his hands.
He wrote that, he sang that.
A scuffle of shoes as Todoroki pattered to the shoe rack, he slipped off the footwear before retiring to the kitchen for a glass of water. The splashing faint as a deep mutter came from down the hall. His mismatched eyes focusing on the stars beyond the windowsill, so high, so free. He could live forever watching Midoriya spill into the microphone, it was so different from the feisty blonde's usual tone. The low mumbling growing as a loud moan caught his ear.
BZZ*
Bakugo
he's mine if u don't get in here in 5 secs candy cane.
Attached was a photo, an already flushed Midoriya was sprawled on the bed. His hands tied at the headboard while his ass held.. A plug?
The blonde couldn't contain himself after the emerald had playfully teased him with a kiss and a striptease towards the bathroom. He had been dragged towards the bed, strapped down before he could deny the taller man the satisfaction.
With a smirk, the bicolored man made his way into the room, removing any articles hindering him as he came closer.
"While you were still in the car peppermint, little Deku here asked to play before he tried to run off." He smirked as he climbed above the greenite.
"Do you know your safeword, Izuku?" A tender voice crooned as he climbed aside the emerald. Stroking himself at the sight of the bound man.
"R-Red?" He stuttered out, feeling a vibration as he saw the blonde smirk at a remote.
He let out a moan at the sensation, the plug inside of him coming to life.
"Good, little one." The taller man grinned, tossing the remote across the bed as he leaned down to the chest before him.
Todoroki held a small blush, he had never played with Midoriya like this. He climbed above the man's face, situating himself on top of his mouth. He groaned when he felt a wet flick against his entrance, the feeling washing over him.
Bakugo's mouth made short work of the soft flesh he nipped at, the greenite softly moaning as each nipple was sucked and prodded by a tongue. He grinned at the duo, Midoriya moaning into Todoroki's ass as he rode his face. Seeing the dual user stroke himself to the sensation. The blonde stepped away as he grabbed a small bottle. Smearing the liquid onto his aching member before slicking himself against the tight entrance. He rubbed the head around slowly, teasing the smaller man.
The dual user shifted, lying down on his side next to Midoriya before locking their lips together. He propped his leg so he could stroke himself to the moment.
The blonde tossing the plug across the room entirely.
"Mmph.." The greenite moaned out, his chest rising with heat as he felt the thickness entering him.
Bakugo stopped just at his head, the smooth warmth pulling him in as he resisted. Muffled groans from the two as they shoved their tongues together. He rolled his hips, teasing Izuku before reaching down to twist his sensitive flesh on his chest.
"Kacchan!" He broke his face from the other. The dual user settling for kissing at his neck.
"You have to ask for it, Deku." He grinned, twisting once more.
The forest haired man arched against the bed, moaning with anticipation as his wrists tugged against the soft rope holding them at bay. He huffed as he felt Todoroki move, drawers slamming faintly.
A stoic face returned, snapping a long leather item against his palm.
"We can make you ask for it, Izu."
The greenite groaned at the two, eyes searching for what had come over them. This was playing, this wasn't real. He knew what to say if it went too far. He could play with them, sure.
"P-Please.." Midoriya cooed softly at the blonde.
He screamed as he felt a harsh slap of material against his leg. Todoroki stood beside him, leaning down slowly as he whispered in the trembling ear laying there.
"That's your Sir you address him as such, little one." He kissed the pink freckles as he leant back up, licking his lips with desire.
"Ple.. Please S-Sir.. I.." He turned his head and squeezed his eyes shut, embarrassed with his begging.
How could he get so turned on by this stuff, this wasn't like him, he thought.
The freckled cheeks blushed once more as tanned hips rocked inside of him, stretching him as they slowly pushed forward. Fingers rubbing his thigh as his eyes met the wild look above him. He opened his mouth to speak.
"Plmph.." His mouth was full of Todoroki's slender fingers, the dual user stroking himself as he pushed into the warm area. Tongue slicked around his digits.
A muffled scream as he was entered quickly, the blonde shoving himself inside without hesitation. His heart racing at the sight of his emerald stuffed below him. He pumped himself vigorously into the slick heat that was Midoriya.
"I know what you want." The gruff voice barked out as he held Izuku's legs on his shoulders, driving himself deep within the former.
His skin slapping against the smaller man's as he grunted.
"You want all your holes full don't you, little one?" A groan as he watched Todoroki once again climb above the man.
Midoroya was fed the hardened member, his saliva draining down his cheek as he coughed at the sudden fullness of his throat. The dual user began pumping himself into the warmth. Groaning with satisfaction as he heard Bakugo huff behind him, stuffing himself into the stifled sounds of the emerald. He pulled himself out, slowly tracing his slick precum along the freckled cheek underneath him.
The greenite whimpered as his ass was assaulted viciously. He felt Bakugo inside of him, slamming against his walls with a feral pace. He moaned before his breath started to hitch in his throat.
"Y-Yes, Sir. I-I.. I do." He groaned and threw his head back.
Bakugo grinned at the statement, staring as he filled the pink ring of muscle again and again. A slick sound echoing in the room as he smacked against the emerald's ass.
"You love it?" Todoroki slapped his hardened manhood against the groaning man beneath him, scooting to his chest as he lowered his head. Scooping the thin throat under his hand while he captured those puffy pink lips in a sublime kiss.
"Mm.." The forest haired man called from his mouth, tongue trying to fuck the mouth attacking his own.
Todoroki tightened his hold on his neck, moving to bite his ear before whispering to the love drunken man.
"Does Katsuki's cock make you feel good, little one? " He cooed before nipping at the sensitive skin.
He gripped tighter, swarmed with the delight of ravaging the smaller man.
The onslaught of filth spewing from the dual user's lips as he was pounded by a ferocious blonde. His skin torn with the fierce pressure, he couldn't handle it, he couldn't hold back his cries. Pleasure mixing with pain as tears filled his eyes. It was so intense, it was getting so dark. Lungs burning for the oxygen Todoroki was withholding.
Was this normal? Was this good?
He moaned with a heavy breath as the tears rolled down his cheek, saliva drying against his freckles where they had roughly been abused. The emerald sniffed softly, his chest burning for air as he could cry. He should have said it sooner, he couldn't hold out this long. He was scared. His voice a quiet whimper as saliva fell once more across his face.
His ribs ached, he had no mind to stop them as words built in his head, unable to leave his mouth while he fell unresponsive.
Bakugo smacked the soft flesh once more, his hand leaving prints along the greenite's body. He thrust harder, expecting the glorious sounds where there were none.
The bicolored man stroking himself as he kissed up the freckled jaw, eyes heavy and closed with pleasure. He was still holding his airway tightly.
"Sho.." He grunted as he pulled himself out of the unconscious man.
"Shoto!" A rough hand slapped him on the shoulder as he climbed up, pushing the dual user aside. The blonde's hands working the restraints off.
Todoroki's eyes widened, he brought a heavy breath within his chest as he looked at the blacked out man. The ropes dropped against the bed.
His stomach sank.
"He's never used a safeword in his life icyhot, why the fuck would you try that!" The blonde growled.
He pulled Midoriya up into his chest, stroking his hair as he whispered repeatedly into his ear. Their bodies sticky with heat.
A pair of mismatched eyes fell to his own lap, he couldn't bring himself to comfort the emerald. He listened to the soothing blonde.
"You're okay, baby. Shh.." His hands roughly rubbing the glazed face.
"It's okay, you're okay." He held the smaller man as he felt him shake and awaken.
Midoriya screamed as tears flowed from him, unable to register the words he was hearing. His entire body burning from the entrance and deprivation of air. He pushed at Bakugo, scrambling to pull the sheets as he tugged himself away.
"Shh." A pair of ice and hot arms held him, shifting to warm him with comfort.
The blonde rubbed his back softly. A choked sob leaving the emerald as he looked around, tears stinging his face while he aimed his eyes up at the mismatched pair above him.
"It's okay little one, you're safe." The monotone whispered to him, pulling him into his chest while he caught his breath.
The greenite sniffed before turning to the blonde.
"Kacchan, w-what just happened?" He cried before falling over into the explosive man's lap, still trembling with the effects of their activities.
"Ya blacked out, Deku, but peppermint ass didn't mean to do that." The firm hand rubbing against his hair to soothe him.
Midoriya caught his breath, he stifled his sob before rubbing his face. Looking back to Todoroki he huffed and looked down. He crawled to the edge of the bed before be dropped his feet down. Slowly he put force behind them, attempting to stand and dash out of the room.
A thud of the man hitting the floor shot the other two up, down at his side in an instant. The blonde cradling him while Todoroki's arms intertwined to hold him up.
"Stop! Just stop!" He yelled with a cry. He huddled himself into a ball as he kicked, shoved the other two away.
It was too much, it was his fault. He should have said red, he should have just stopped as soon as he got the stupid thought in his head on the way home.
Useless..
The voice from his nightmare racked his head as he screamed. Leaving the two men concerned and confused, they stared with longing. Desperate to touch, to comfort the one they had just hurt.