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crybaby-bkg · 6 months
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after a shower, you usually like to lay in the bed naked for a while. you forgo the towel because, damnit, you’re in your own home now with your two pro hero boyfriends. you’re more protected than you would’ve ever imagined.
it’s become a routine between you all though, one no one usually protests. it can either end in naked cuddling or something more, and it’s fine with you either way. nobody really complains except Bakugou, but you know that it’s only because he wants to lay in the middle secretly.
as you lay in bed, air drying after your shower and scrolling on your phone, you hear the door open. you can hear Kiri and Bakugou talking amongst themselves, probably surprised that they had gotten off at the same time before they start seeking you out. and what a sight they’re greeted to.
Kirishima grins automatically, hurriedly taking off his mask before he dives for the bed. you screech when you see his hulking form damn near flying over you before he lands on you, knocking the breath from your lungs. you can hear Bakugou chiding him about almost breaking the fucking bed, and your own protests are smothered in his hairy chest and your own giggling.
by the time Kiri rolls off of you, he’s already started shimmying out of his pants and kicking them off. you roll on your side to watch him, grinning and laughing all the while, hearing Bakugou bump about in the bathroom.
In seconds, is Kirishima naked, despite still being covered in grime and soot. he drags you into his embrace even though your protests are smothered once more. both of your fronts are pressed together and you wiggle your arm out to wrap around his neck.
“Why are you naked?” Bakugou asks with a frown when he emerges, standing in his own boxers with his hands on his hips. you look over your shoulder at him and he’s so obvious to read.
“Just showered.” You mumble against the thickness of Kiri’s biceps pressing into your mouth, grinning. Bakugou clicks his tongue at you before rolling his eyes to the redhead.
“What’s your excuse?” He directs to Kiri next, who smushes his cheek against your own and squeezes you even closer.
“You know how much I love skin to skin, Kat.” He says with a wistful sigh, making you chuckle softly. Bakugou only snorts before he strips out of his own boxers and starts climbing into the bed behind you.
“Not a damn baby,” he grumbles, despite how he pulls you both in to cradle you against him. Kirishima pecks you both on the lips, proclaiming,
“You’re both my babies.” He whispers. Bakugou kicks him in the shin, and you know it’s because he must be flushed all the way down to his chest. you can only laugh, and squeeze your boys even closer to you.
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crybaby-bkg · 9 months
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Kirishima who likes that cheesy, shitty porn that makes you and Bakugou cringe, but you two can't help but indulge the big guy when he wants to role-play.
bakugou has been a swimmer since he was an infant, but pretends to drown in you guys' pool so Kiri can jump in and save him as the life guard on duty. gives bakugou mouth to mouth which always seems to devolve into tongue kissing and a cough from you to at least get back on script. it somehow ends up with you thanking the life guard for saving your boyfriend by offering up your mouth to him while he continues to tongue down Bakugou. its a little stupid, but everyone always gets off.
or, his other favorite one, where he's coming in for a massage and you and bakugou are both the masseuses. Bakugou works his back muscles and you flip him over to do his front. you always somehow end up bouncing on Kiri's cock while Bakugou fucks his mouth. you don't mind that one as much, because Kiri's chest oiled up always look so delectable, and the sounds he emits low in his throat when you play with his nipples is always worth the ache in your thighs the next morning.
you've done hero-villain-civilian role-play before too, where you're the helpless victim fallen prey to a mysterious blood riot and trying to be saved by dynamight. that one, despite how much you both complain about it all, seems to elicit the eagerest responses from all of you. its something about playing helpless while being taken from behind that does you in. especially when you're bent over in Bakugou's lap while he's tied down to a chair, unable to save you, his sweet little civilian. eye to eye with him, his mouth gagged, while Kiri fucks you so mercilessly that your drool hits Bakugou's chin and his evil laughs makes both of you close to orgasming.
now that one makes the role-play seem just a bit less cringy. but only when its you guys doing it, not the fake shit Kiri watches. if wants cheesy porn, then you two are willing to help him play it all out in real life.
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crybaby-bkg · 2 years
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𝐾𝑖𝑟𝑖𝐵𝑎𝑘𝑢 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
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𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠
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They’re both masseuses
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crybaby-bkg · 2 years
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cw: sleazy baku n Kiri, kinda dub con
When you had marked the ‘any gender’ box on your form, you honestly still expected the same woman you’ve gotten a few times beforehand. The biweekly massages you got were something that was damn near a necessity—working constantly and sitting around on your laptop and weird sleeping positions will definitely do that to a person. So when you finished your form and waited for your name to be called, the last thing you were expecting was to see some big, burly blond standing at the entrance to the massage section of the building. He called your name, looked you up and down, before grunting in acknowledgment and turning on his heel, as you scurry behind him.
He was nice though, a little rough around the edges, but quiet and respectful of your privacy. He knocked before entering after he told you to undress, and was it bad that you were only sitting in your panties now? You sometimes keep your bra on, but your shoulders have been shot to shit after working overtime and you think the straps just might get in the way. He comes in though, with an even bigger and burlier redhead man, who’s all grins and thick hands.
“Hope you don’t mind it, but he’s a new trainee and is required to sit in for a few sessions. Toward the end, he’ll have his turn with you. That sound okay, sweetheart?” The blond, Bakugou he introduced himself as, tells you as he helps you turn onto your stomach while keeping the thin blanket tucked around you. His words make your heart sink a little though, as you glance at the redhead, Kirishima, who sits in the corner and smiles at you politely. Your brain tells you that two male masseuses who could easily overpower you isn’t really a smart idea, but you’re tired and your body is sore, so you just agree quietly.
Bakugou is good with his hands, you realize quickly. They’re thick and warm and soft from the oil he pours onto your back. You find yourself humming more often than you usually do, in a trance like state almost, from how relaxed his magic hands are.
Things go on normally until he pulls the blanket back to rest at the top of your ass. You’re too relaxed to tell him his hands shouldn’t be slipping under the cover, and he only answers your inquisitive hum with a reply about this being apart of the massage.
You should feel a little panicked too, when you hear the chair in the corner squeak with the weight of someone standing from it. You feel another pair of even thicker hands softly parting your thighs, feel how they sink into the cushion of your thighs, digging into the meat of your thighs, pulling and pushing and kneading and—fuckkk.
They haven’t even touched you through your panties, and the fabric is already sticking to your lips. You moan under your breath, eyes fluttering closed as you hear two damn near evil chuckles behind you. The globes of your ass is suddenly being massaged by warm hands, your panties being pulled aside to watch the strings of your slick stick to the fabric.
“Great first lesson, ain’t it, bro?” You hear the redhead say with a soft laugh, when he snaps your panties back in place and rubs a single finger over your lips to feel how wet you’ve become.
“Shut up, you’ve literally been here longer than I have.” Bakugou snorts quietly, pulling your panties up higher and higher until the outline of your lips is transparent to their greedy eyes. You should fucking freak out, once you realize that this must be some sick shit that they like to do, but you’re too relaxed and everything feels too damn good and fuck, you haven’t been touched by a man in a while. What’s the harm in letting them feel you up and give you the happy ending you deserve?
In only a few minutes, you find yourself on your back, panties and blanket gone now, as Kiri sits at the foot of the bed. He’s got one large paw kneading at your soft thighs, the other pumping two thick fingers inside of your soft walls, cooing down at you with every little mewl you can’t keep in. Bakugou is behind you, hot hands massaging your tits as you reach a hand back and stroke him through his thin pants. And honestly? Yeah, this was definitely the happy ending you fuckin deserved.
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