The One Where Izuku is Hot, Hanta is Classy, and Denki is Thirsty

by Fire Sidoni (FireSidoni), philophobiac, Wild_Raine_Cloud_22

Summary:

Izuku puts on a cute outfit, and their partners are deeply appreciative.

Notes:

This is a pretty close adaptation of a roleplay thread between the three of us. I (Fire Sidoni) wrote Denki, philophobiac wrote Hanta, and Midoriya_Izuku_18 wrote Izuku. Most things should be pretty self-explanatory, but Denki is transmasc, AFAB, has not had bottom surgery, and uses he/they; Hanta is a trans guy who has had bottom surgery and uses he/him; and Izuku is AMAB, nonbinary, and uses they/them.

Denki’s sprawled upside down on the couch, humming softly to himself. The ends of their hair just barely brush the floor as they play a racing game on their phone, twitching back and forth occasionally as he leans unthinkingly into one turn or another. (For all that the UA couches were always comfy, they like this one more, probably because when the three of them went couch shopping for their new apartment, one of Denki’s specific criteria was “comfortable upside down”.)

Hanta didn’t entirely give his input about the interior designing of the house so much as ensuring that it was secure and also easy for them to escape undetected if need be. He had just gotten back from a paperwork day rather than his usual patrol since he had done a big villain take down yesterday and got time off to recover and relax. He sets his things down on the kitchen counter before making his way over to where Denki was laying. “Hey, love,” he says as he squats down in front of where Denki was upside down and bends to give them a kiss.

Denki grins and sets his phone aside, leaning into the kiss. “Mm, hey Han, how was work?” Mischievously, “You manage to defeat the great paperwork beast?”

Izuku had been scrolling through their phone for a bit, taking a break from a long case. So in a surge of boredom, they dress up. Oversized top and cute skirt. Izuku felt sexy and had the desire to show off to their partners. So they head into the living room where they can hear their partners. They make sure the outfit looks cute before stepping into the room and clearing their throat to get Denki and Hanta's attention. Blushing lightly, they ask, “Hey... I got a new outfit, you like?”

Hanta groans and leans his head down, resting his forehead against Denki’s briefly before picking it back up. “I hate paperwork. It’s the only thing I hate in this world,” he mutters as he stands and moves to sit on the couch beside Denki, arms thrown up on the back of the couch and head leaning back as well. He brings his head back up when he hears Izuku’s voice and he swears he feels his pupils dilate at what they saw. “Oh, my brightest gem. You look gorgeous,” he purrs, bringing one arm forward with his hand up for Izuku. “C’mere, baby. Let us see you all pretty up close,” he requests.

Denki looks over and about chokes on their tongue. “Holy shit, babe, you look fantastic! I mean, you always do, it’s you, but hot damn!” He makes grabby hands in Izuku’s direction. “Come over here so we can appreciate you properly?”

Izuku blushes heavily and moves over to them, the words making them a little hot and flustered.

Hanta encases Izuku’s hand in his bigger one, calloused and slender. He pulls them between his open legs and his hands slide to rest on the back of Izuku’s thighs as he stares up at them, licking his lips. “Don’t they look pretty, Bug? All dressed up and cute and just for us,” he hums, leaning forward to press a kiss to Izuku’s stomach over their shirt.

Izuku twitches lightly, starting to feel a little needy, shivering lightly at the kiss.

Denki grins appreciatively and wolf-whistles as Izuku comes over, adding a teasing, “hey gorgeous, come here often?” They wink cheekily and reach over to pet Izuku’s leg just below the hem of the skirt. “Hmm, they really are a gorgeous sight, you’re absolutely right.” Denki pauses thoughtfully, still upside down. “Y’know…” They leave it hanging and smirk slowly, hand starting to inch up under the skirt.

Izuku's breath hitches lightly.

Hanta hums in agreement, biting his bottom lip as his other hand trails up Izuku’s other leg at the same time Denki does. “Y’know, they’re so pretty enough for us to appreciate and thank them for dressing up for us, yeah?” His hand reaches just under where their ass meets their leg and squeezes the flesh firmly.

Izuku lets out a shaky breath at the feather light touches, their eyes fluttering shut for a moment.

Denki grins and traces his fingers up and down Izuku’s leg. “I was just thinking, they have this lovely skirt for easy access, it’d be a shame not to show our... appreciation, hmm?” They smirk before dropping their mouth open pointedly. (Why yes they are conveniently in a good position to have their face fucked, funny you should ask! At a good angle for deep-throating, even!)

Izuku shivers at the proposal, understanding exactly what Denki wants. They murmur, “Oh gods... o-okay.”

Denki smirks up at Izuku. “ Excellent. C’mere, babe, unless you want me on my knees in front of you?”

Izuku gulps softly and moves over to Denki, with a quiet, “I'm not going to be able to stand if you both are playing.” Izuku smirks lightly at him.

Hanta was more than happy to watch Izuku throat fuck Denki, but seeing them in this outfit just didn’t let Hanta keep his hands off of them. “Don’t worry about that, my love,” he says with a smirk. He gently pushes Izuku back so he can stand behind them and guides them to stand in front of Denki’s face. His hands rest low on Izuku’s hips and he bends down a little to rest his chin on their shoulder while he stares down at Denki with a smirk. Hiking Izuku’s shirt up, he rests his warm and rough hands on their hip and rubs circles into their side teasingly. “That’s why you have two partners, hm?” He grins darkly as he presses his front up against Izuku’s back, letting them feel the prominent bulge under his skinny jeans pressing up against their behind as he slowly pulls down their underwear.

Denki smirks back up at Hanta, but his eyes zero in on Izuku’s cock when it comes into view. Denki has a massive oral fixation, okay; there’s a reason they learned they could charge things by sticking the cord in their mouth, and it’s not that they particularly thought it would work. He grins and reaches out to wrap his arms around Izuku’s legs, tugging them forward with a soft, “Hello, gorgeous.” 

Izuku leans into Hanta's touch and moans lightly when they feel his bulge. Izuku shivers in lust as their cock is freed and Denki pulls them close. ”Hnnn~...” They murmur, “Hello yourself…”

Denki tilts his head up to smirk at Izuku as he pulls their underwear the rest of the way down. “You’re gorgeous too, babe, but I was talking to a rather-” their hands skate lightly back up the sides of Izuku’s legs. “ Lower target.” Denki latches onto Izuku’s hips and starts pulling them the last inches towards getting his mouth on that lovely cock.

Izuku gasps out a small moan, head falling back against Hanta as the warmth of Denki's mouth covers their cock. “Hnn, fuck, Denki~”

Hanta chuckles at how eager Denki was. He wraps an arm around Izuku’s waist as his other hand slips under their skirt and squeezes the plump flesh of Izuku’s ass. And boy was it plump. Hanta’s quite a bit of an ass man himself, so he loves just randomly squeezing his partners’ rear end whenever he can. And to also be able to see his hand mark on the skin after? Whew, it can get a man’s blood running south much quicker than anything else. Bonus points for when he smacks their asses and the flesh jiggles and turns pink. “I’m feelin’ a little left out,” he purrs teasingly as his middle finger dips between Izuku’s ass cheeks and brushes against the tight ring of muscles between them. “You don’t mind if I appreciate you too, do you?” he asks as he plants slow and sensual butterfly kisses along Izuku’s exposed neck.

Izuku glances back at Hanta, and manages a quiet, breathy, “Please.” They moan softly at Hanta's touches.

Denki moans too as they get their mouth on Izuku’s cock, giving the head a few kitten licks before taking it into their mouth with a soft noise of delight. He adores this, really, could (and has been known to) go for hours with a cock in his mouth, loves the weight and feel and taste of it, and loves how he can make his partners feel good like this. Denki tugs Izuku forward a little more, making lewd, delighted little noises around their cock every step of the way.

Hanta presses a kiss to Izuku’s jaw as he pulls his hand away briefly. “Of course, love. Are you patient enough for me to get lube or do you want me to just use my spit?” he asks lowly, continuing to tease and distract Izuku with kisses all over their neck, nipping with teeth softly here and there.

Denki doesn’t want to pull back, so they reach around to tap Hanta’s leg and gesture at the side table, which... yeah, okay, they definitely stuck lube in recently. Given the three of them, it’s not uncalled for.

Izuku moans as more of their cock disappears into Denki's mouth. Their hips jerk a little bit at the delicious sensations. They glance back at Hanta, pushing into his touch. They say, a little breathy, “Lube... please.”

Hanta grins and kisses Izuku’s cheek before pulling away to go to the side table Denki had pointed at. “Good answer, baby.” He comes back within a few seconds, bottle in hand and some lube already on his fingers. He sets the bottle down behind him on the coffee table before wrapping an arm back around Izuku to keep them up because Hanta knows that soon enough, their legs will give out. He slips his hand under Izuku’s skirt and teases Izuku’s hole with his middle finger - now lubed. He watches Denki from over Izuku’s shoulder and presses his finger in when he sees Denki take Izuku’s cock down a little deeper.

Denki’s eyes slip closed, taking Izuku’s cock deeper with a soft, if muffled, contented noise. They’re one part being a little evil and teasing Izuku, but one part just reveling in the sensation, mouth full of cock. He’s taken Izuku’s cock as deep as he can without interfering with his breathing (why no he doesn’t have a gag reflex, thank you for asking) and is just... existing blissfully like this for a bit.

Izuku lets out an utterly lewd sound when Hanta slides a finger into them. They love Hanta's sweet words as well. Their legs start shaking the deeper Denki takes them. Their hips jerk again, thrusting shallowly. “A-ah~ Fuck…”

Hanta's arm tightens around Izuku and holds them close to him while still giving him space to finger Izuku freely. "You're so pretty for us, love. Dressed up and surprised us, we truly don't deserve you," he hums, lips pressing along under Izuku's jaw and ear as he sticks another finger into Izuku once he deems them loose enough for it. He curls his fingers and pushes them as deep as he can to find Izuku's sweet spot, which he’s memorized the place of by now.

Denki just suckles happily on Izuku’s cock, though he’s keeping a bit of awareness on Hanta, waiting for a (cue) (instruction) (maybe if he’s lucky order) signal to take Izuku deeper.

Izuku’s moans are still quiet, even as Hanta whispers those sweet words. They're getting worked up though and they continue to shallowly thrust into Denki's mouth, desiring to be deeper. Izuku feels the second finger enter and they let out a loud, lewd whine when Hanta's fingers curl into their sweet spot.

Hanta smirks and rubs right where he knows will get Izuku’s knees to buckle. He’s been continuously watching both Izuku and Denki to ensure his partners were doing okay and he raises a brow at how Denki's throat and mouth were just… not full enough. “Oh, baby. Don’t tease Denki now. You know our pretty Firefly can take you deeper than this,” he hums and his arm takes control of Izuku’s waist and slowly pushes them forward a little more. Slow so that Denki has time to prepare themself to take Izuku’s cock a little deeper.

Denki shivers and reaches up to tug on Hanta’s leg in a silent request for more, quicker, please.

Izuku's legs predictably buckle as Hanta continues to rub their sweet spot, loud moans falling from their lips. Denki takes more of them in his mouth and with Hanta's words, they start trying to thrust deeper, their buckled legs making it very difficult.

Denki can’t really whine (or, y’know, vocalize at all, or breathe) with Izuku’s cock this far down their throat, so they just end up stimming lightly as they relax their throat for Izuku to fuck.

Hanta's teeth tug at Izuku's earlobe gently as he pushes Izuku deeper into Denki's throat when he feels the blond tug on his pant leg desperately. "Look what a good boy Denki is, wanting your cock deeper," he hums as he begins to thrust his fingers in and out at a steady and even pace unlike Izuku's hips as they jerk erratically into Denki's mouth. "Be a good kitten and fuck their throat," he demands into Izuku's ear though it was still loud enough for Denki. "Maybe I'll reward you with my cock if you're good."

Denki’s stimming abruptly speeds up at that, both the “fuck their throat” and the “good boy”, and they start mixing occasional desperate little signs of “please” in with their stimming.

Izuku moans loudly at the command. They reach out to grip Denki's hair in their fists and starts thrusting their hips at a steady pace, fucking Denki's mouth with their cock. They moan and whine loudly, lust shooting through their body. Not only do they want Denki to feel good by fucking his mouth, something they know he loves, but they also really really want Hanta to fuck them too. Their body twitches as Hanta tugs on their ear lobe.

Once Izuku starts fucking his face, Denki’s eyes start crossing intermittently, not that anyone can really see it from this angle. Between the lovely burn of their hair being pulled and the way Izuku’s fucking their throat, Denki quickly stops stimming, all his attention on the cock in his mouth. Between breathing when he can and hoping Izuku will occasionally pause for a moment with their cock in his throat, Denki just doesn’t have any spare brain cells for stimming, really.

Hanta presses his covered cock harder against Izuku's lower back, using their movement as stimulation as his fingers scissor open and close to stretch Izuku for his cock. He's very glad that he became an incredibly successful pro hero racking in a more than steady income that allowed him to get the bottom surgery he wanted. He only found the best doctor to do it, who gave Hanta everything he had wanted that would allow him to not only feel confident in his own body as a male, but also able to pleasure his partners exactly how he wanted. Now, Hanta was a patient man, but when he's got a front view show of his partners looking so incredibly beautiful and almost lost entirely to their lust and pleasure, Hanta can't wait to join. He pulls his fingers out to rest on Izuku's upper back and pushes gently. "Grab onto the back of the couch, kitten. Daddy can't wait any longer," he says, voice low and raspy as he removes his hand from Izuku's back to flip their skirt up out of the way.

Denki opens their eyes, because the glorious thing about this position is that he can watch Hanta fuck Izuku. It’s not the best view ever, sure, but it’s still a hell of a good one. They can’t whine, but their hips jerk a little where they’re propped up on the back of the couch.

Izuku moans loudly at the title and stops thrusting into Denki's mouth to give him a chance to breathe. “Ah... okay.... please~... Daddy fuck me please~” Izuku's hands leave Denki's hair and they grab the back of the couch, leaning over Denki, eyes foggy with lust.

Hanta clicks his tongue in a mock disappointed way as he begins to unzip and unbutton his jeans, releasing his strained cock from the tight fabric. "Don't be mean to Denki. They're being such a good boy and sucking you off, don't you think they deserve some relief too?" he says as he pushes his briefs down just enough to pull his cock out, too impatient to take his jeans and briefs all the way off. He turns to grab the bottle of lube and squeezes some out before putting the bottle back and spreading the cold liquid onto his cock with one hand. He has his other hand spreading one of Izuku's cheeks, thumb hooked in their hole and tugging lightly to tease.

Denki shivers and whines softly, voice rough and hips jerking again, before going back to suckling gently on Izuku’s cock.

Izuku's face scrunches up in pleasure, whining loudly. They look down at Denki when they hear Hanta's words. After a few moments Izuku looks back at Hanta, and murmurs, “Hand me the lube please.

Denki reaches up and fumbles blindly with his pants, trying to shove them off. (His underwear’s doubtless soaked by now, but oh well.)

Izuku let's Black Whip come out from their wrists, aiding Denki in taking his pants and underwear off. They groan softly at the sight of his leaking cunt. “Fuck baby, you're so wet. We don’t even need the lube just yet,” they say lowly. Black Whip slithers along his thigh and gently rubs at Denki's clit.

Denki keens around Izuku’s cock when Black Whip touches his clit, and they squirm desperately, trying to get more stimulation.

Izuku starts thrusting their hips lightly into Denki's mouth again and uses Black Whip to rub hard at Denki's clit. After a few moments some of it snakes into his cunt, stimulating the inside. It was only through hours and years of practice with Black Whip that they knew they could do this confidently, even while getting railed from behind.

Hanta moans softly as he watches Izuku start to fuck Denki with Black Whip. He will never get over how hot that is and how incredibly impressive it is that Izuku learned how to do it so easily. He makes sure that Izuku’s stretched enough for his cock by inserting three fingers slowly, scissoring them and stretching their hole before he pulls them up and lines the tip of his own leaking cock up to Izuku’s hole. He pushes in slowly, groaning loudly when the tip pops in. His hands grip Izuku’s waist tightly, turning the skin white as he slowly pushes more of his cock in. “Fuck,” he mutters under his breath, gaze flickering to Denki’s expression. “So good for me, both of my beautiful loves are so good,” he praises as he leans over Izuku to run his fingers up and down Denki’s slit, gathering some of their slick before bringing his fingers up to his mouth and sucking them off with a loud moan.

Denki’s eyes cross and glaze over, and they clench and tremble under and around Izuku’s careful use of Black Whip. Between the renewed thrusting, the sudden increased attention being paid to their cunt by both partners, the praise, the sound of Hanta licking their slick off his fingers, and the sight, between Izuku’s legs, of Hanta’s cock sinking into Izuku... yeah, Denki’s pretty much past coherent thought at this point.

Izuku gasps loudly when Hanta adds a third finger and scissors them open, their head falling back. Hanta removes his fingers and Izuku almost whines at the loss of contact, but doesn't because it's quickly replaced with his cock, the tip pushing in causing Izuku to let out a pure pornographic moan. They arch their back and push more into Denki's mouth, continuing to fuck him. They start pumping the tendril of Black Whip in and out of Denki's cunt, fucking him with it. Izuku's arms are shaking with pleasure and they know they're going to cum before Hanta even gets all the way inside them. They're being held up by pure spite, determination, their arms, and Hanta's hands on their hips. Izuku slips the tendril out of Denki's cunt to bring it to their mouth to suck Denki's slick off of it before fucking Denki with it again, moaning lustfully at the taste. Maybe they'll eat him out later, he tastes so good. “A-ah! Denki, baby, you taste so good~ F-fuck~~” More Black Whip tendrils wrap around different parts of Denki's body and some other ones start slinking up Hanta's body, teasing him as well.

Between thrusts, Denki keens around Izuku’s cock, overwhelmed by the pure sensation of everything. He makes a mournful, pathetic noise when the tendril in his cunt disappears, only to whine when it becomes obvious why, exactly, it disappeared, and moan when it’s replaced. Denki’s eyes are barely focusing at this point and they can feel their first orgasm (of several, hopefully) creeping up on them, but to the extent they can, he watches avidly as Hanta’s cock slowly sinks into Izuku’s ass. As the tendrils multiply, Denki pushes into and against the newest Black Whip tendrils, testing if they’re for sensation or restraint, and seeing if pushing back just a tiny bit is going to get him anything good. (For all that being told he’s a good boy makes him absolutely melt, Denki can definitely also be a bit of a brat in bed.) Denki doesn’t really have the conscious brain power to think about it, but part of him is definitely listening for if he’s gonna be told to bring his quirk into his mouth for Izuku or not. (They definitely slipped into a somewhat more subby mindset somewhere in there, not that they’re remotely complaining.)

Despite how much he’s enjoying their fuck train going on, Hanta’s still the dom at the moment and needs to be vigilant of his partners. He sees that Denki’s slowly sinking - if not already there - into subspace and he needs to make sure that he keeps an eye on them since they’re in a very vulnerable position right now. “Look at our electric baby. So gone and so pretty sucking your cock,” he purrs into Izuku’s ear. He’s only halfway in, and after gauging that Izuku was adjusted and loose enough, his grip tightens on their hips before he slams the rest of the way in, torso bending over and teeth digging into Izuku’s shoulder as he moans. He did it with enough force to make Izuku go deeper into Denki, but not deep enough to accidentally hurt Denki since he knows the blond wouldn’t have been prepared for that. A hand slips down and his large palm rests over Izuku’s lower stomach, the other on their lower back as he controls the back-and-forth movement of his kitten’s hips. “Denki, baby. Why don’t you be a good boy for us and show Izuku your spark?” he requests with a smirk, hands putting a firmer hold where they are on Izuku so they don't jerk too much once Denki lets loose his quirk a little.

Izuku gasps out a loud moan and their eyes squeeze shut, mouth falling open and their head thrown back. Hanta holds them back and their hips stop thrusting. They let out a small whine at Hanta's suggestion. Even though they've stopped moving, Black Whip doesn't stop. Oh fuck, if Denki uses his quirk they're going to cum. (One of many they hope.)

Denki’s eyes roll back and he pulls his quirk to the surface, focusing it in his mouth and his cunt, which is about the only place he can confidently place Black Whip right now. They’re shaking slightly as they build up to their orgasm, but they’re also trying to wait and see if they need permission to come this time.

Izuku's back arches a little as electricity courses over Black Whip and around their cock. The electricity moves around the tendrils covering Denki and Hanta, giving both of them a shock with Izuku. They let their head fall and they look at Denki. He's close too, and they murmur, “Denki, cum with me baby.”

That’s all it takes, especially with the electricity rolling back through to them through Black Whip. (It took them a very long time to realize - like, intensive fine grain control exercises at their third-year summer training camp - but there’s a subtly different... he’s never been able to describe it as anything better than “flavor”, to electricity from and actively generated by his own quirk and electricity from any other source, and sending sparks through Black Whip is just enough to change that “flavor” in interesting ways.) Denki’s eyes cross and roll back as they start cumming, back arching up off the couch and cunt clenching desperately around the Black Whip tendril.

Izuku cums at the same time, ass clenching around Hanta's dick and Black Whip writhing in Denki's cunt. (After a while of having the quirk, Izuku had realized if they wanted to, they could feel pressure on Black Whip, and right now those sensations were going straight to helping their orgasm happen.) They cum into Denki's mouth, lewd whines and moans falling from their lips. “F-fuck!~ Loves...A-ah.~... So good~”

Hanta hisses in pleasure as the sparks travel through his body and make his hips jerk and thighs spasm. He thrusts at a firm and hard pace through both of his partners’ orgasms, groaning loudly as Izuku’s hole clenches around his cock as they cum. “So good. My good boy and kitten,” he purrs as he slides the hand on Izuku’s stomach down to grip the base of their cock, milking the last of their cum into Denki’s mouth before raising his hand to rub at Denki’s clit briefly to extend their orgasm before pulling away and continuing to slam slow and hard thrusts into Izuku. “Now, you’re both gonna keep cumming,” he demands as he quickens his pace into Izuku.

Izuku grips the back of the couch harshly as Hanta keeps fucking into them, causing them to be overstimulated. Their legs shake and they can barely stand anymore. They let out whine, moans, and mumbled words of "Daddy fuck me", their eyes squeezed shut. They open their eyes and look down at Denki. “A-ah, baby... do you want to stay.... in this position... or move... to a different one…” They're moaning all through that sentence, making it hard to speak.

Denki eagerly laps up Izuku’s cum, if a little sloppily around their own orgasm. He whines softly at the question, voice raw and wrecked, and stares blankly up at his partners (up at Sir and Master). They’re dropping solidly into sub mode, starting to edge towards subspace, and they’re not the one who’s supposed to be making decisions.

It takes Izuku a moment to realize Denki's heading into subspace, but when they do they smirk lightly. With a shaking hand (because they're still being pounded by Hanta and it's hard to move) they cup Denki's face. They whine and bite their lip. “Hnnn... such a good boy.... What do you want, baby?” They know full well that Denki cannot answer. “Want me to fuck this pretty cunt?” As they say this, Black Whip continues to slowly move inside him, but they bring a hand down to tease his clit with their fingers. “Or maybe this tight ass.” Their hand moves to tease the rim of Denki's ass. Izuku then twitches and moans loudly as their composure falls. Being in the middle was always exciting for them but they're constantly being pulled between a more domspace to a subspace. It was intoxicating.

Denki whines and keens and writhes, tugging hopefully at the tendrils around the rest of their body. They’re being a good boy, though, keeping Izuku’s cock in his mouth and left pushing helplessly (hopefully) into Izuku’s hand, when it’s on their clit and their ass both. Their ass is feeling empty and unappreciated, and he shifts his hips vaguely in an attempt to communicate that, but they’re rapidly headed for subspace proper, that strange, slightly floaty headspace where the only thing that matters is being a good boy, following orders, and making his partners feel good. Their own pleasure usually ends up secondary, coming if and as his partners decide.

Izuku’s able to understand that Denki does in fact, want something in his ass. “O-okay baby…” Izuku takes their hand from where it's teasing Denki's ass and uses it to gently guide Denki off their dick. “You can do that again later if you want, I'm going to fuck your ass right now.” Izuku runs their fingers through Denki's hair, and murmurs, “Want my good boy to feel so good. Want to watch you cum so beautifully for us.” Using a Black Whip tendril, Izuku grabs the lube from where Hanta set it down and spreads a generous amount onto their fingers. They use Black Whip to pull Denki up higher and flip him right-side up at last, and to replace their cock, a tendril of Black Whip goes into his mouth. They start teasing the rim on Denki's ass again before slipping a lubed finger into his ass, gently pumping it in and out.

Denki whines softly and leans into Izuku’s hand on their head, closing his eyes and making a wordless contented noise. It turns into a rawer, desperate noise of want a moment later, too raw even to really count as a moan, when they’re casually pulled up and into place by Black Whip. (Definitely their favorite of Izuku’s quirks.) He slurs, voice rough, wrecked, and fucked out, “Thank y’ Master.” There’s a tiny corner of Denki’s mind that’s coherent enough to be surprised he has any words; the rest of him is to busy writhing under Izuku’s ministrations, suckling on the tendril in their mouth and clenching around the tendril in their cunt and the finger in their ass.

Hanta’s still very vigilant about his two partners, especially Denki who was quickly approaching subspace. He’s mastered the art of taking care of both of his partners at the same time, especially while they’re both in subspace so keeping an eye on just one of them was no problem at all. He slows down his thrusts enough to allow Izuku to reposition Denki and settle the blond down so Izuku can prep him. “Good boy. You still remember your manners even while fucked out for us, hm?” he hums, reaching a hand around Izuku to cup Denki’s face. He gently brushes his thumb across Denki’s bottom lip where it was stretched around one of the tendrils. Hanta trails that same hand down to Denki’s cunt and rubs two fingers along their slit, pushing his fingers in slowly to the first knuckle before removing them and rubbing slow and firm circles around their clit. “C’mon, kitten. Prepare our sweet baby for your cock and I’ll fuck you both so good that you’ll cum and you won’t stop,” he murmurs low and raspy into Izuku’s ear as his teeth nip at their neck.

Denki slurs, “Yessir.” They try to mouth at Hanta’s thumb, and whine when Hanta’s hand trails down to their cunt, keening softly and clenching around the fingers Hanta gives them, if only briefly. “Please Sir, please Master, wan’ be yer goo’ boy-”

Izuku whines loudly and high pitched at Hanta’s command, murmuring, “Yes daddy…” They add another finger to Denki's ass and start to stretch him out. “Ah, baby~ You're being such a good boy.” Hanta's still fucking them, although slowly. Their fingers curl in Denki's ass as the tip of Hanta's cock hits their sweet spot, their overstimulated body twitching harshly at it, even though Hanta's been pretty good at hitting it. They know that Hanta knows where their sweet spot is; he's not hitting it each time on purpose, and it makes Izuku shiver in anticipation for when Hanta decides to hit their sweet spot with each harsh thrust.

Denki whines softly and pushes against Izuku’s fingers as best he can. They definitely don’t make it down all the way to subspace proper every time, but it’s pretty much a given right now that if Denki’s not down by the time Izuku finishes prepping him, he will be once Izuku starts fucking him properly. For now, Denki just moans softly and stares up at the other two, glassy-eyed but adoring.

Izuku stares right back at Denki. “Gods baby, you're so pretty.” As they say this they add a third finger to Denki's ass and scissor him open.

Hanta keeps his thrusts slow and unpredictable as he gives Izuku a slight break to prep Denki properly and well. “Yes, you are such a good boy for us, baby,” Hanta praises in agreement as he reaches down to stroke Izuku’s cock slowly, thumb brushing over the tip occasionally to tease his kitten.

Denki whines softly and d r o p s -

denki beams softly up at their partners, up at Sir and Master. they’re being a good boy, making them happy, making them feel good, and the fact that they’re also getting pleasure from it is beside the point. he gasps, soft and incoherent, as Master’s fingers curl in his ass, and sucks gently on the tendril in his mouth. he distantly wishes there were something he could do to make Sir feel good too right now, but if there’s something he’s supposed to do, he’ll be told.

Izuku deems Denki stretched enough and removes their fingers. They grab the lube again, making sure the tendril in Denki's cunt was still moving at a steady pace and watching Denki sucking on the tendril in his mouth. The sight goes straight to their cock and their eyes cloud with lust, they need to fuck him. They spread a generous amount of lube onto their cock and set the lube bottle down. They line up with Denki's hole and tease the entrance for a moment before gently pushing the tip in. Izuku's biting their lips harshly as heat pools in their stomach again. Fuck... everything felt so good and Denki looked so pretty on their cock. They whine loudly.

denki keens softly as Master finally gives him their cock in his ass, and oh. between the cock in their ass, the tendril in their mouth, and the tendril in their cunt, they feel so full, so good, simultaneously vividly present and slightly floaty. he keens softly again, ass clenching involuntarily around the head of Master’s cock. he wants Master to fuck his ass, wants to make them feel good, but he’s also being a good boy, and part of that is not moving when he’s not been told to. denki looks hazily up at Sir, not even sure what he’s looking for (orders? praise? simple affirmation that they’re still being a good boy? denki’s distantly aware that Sir’s the one calling the shots at the moment, but that’s about where the train of thought ends).

Hanta sees the moment their kitten drops entirely into subspace. “Gods, look at them,” he murmurs into Izuku’s ear, hand cupping Denki’s cheek from behind Izuku, thumb brushing one of their stuffed cheeks. “Dropped so deep, I bet they’ll say yes if we ask them to cum again and again and again just to be good for us,” he says before raising his voice a little higher for Denki to hear. “Isn’t that right, baby? You’re our good little boy who just wants to pleasure Master and Sir, huh? We’ll reward you for being so good, I promise. Make Master cum and I’ll let you cum as many times as you want,” Hants coos lowly, hand trailing down to pinch Denki’s clit lightly before both hands are back on Izuku’s hips and he’s railing the poor greenette within an inch of their life. He can feel himself slipping into that deep domspace where he wants nothing but to take his partners apart with ferocity and then put them back together with gentle caring hands.

Izuku gasps and whines loudly as Hanta starts railing them. They start trying to gently push into Denki the best they can with Hanta pounding into their ass. They'll falling into subspace because of it and all they know is the command to fuck Denki.

denki’s eyes are glued to Sir, and they nod fervently, words slurred and mumbled around the tendril in their mouth. “yesSir, pl’s Sir, wan’ be good boy-” to the extent they have any ability to move on their own right now, they take the implicit order in Sir’s words and slam themself down on Master’s cock, taking it to the hilt all at once.

Hanta was careful that he didn’t make Izuku fuck Denki more than they can take, but he also knows both of their limits and so he likes to push it sometimes when he knows that there’s more than enough time after for Hanta to provide extensive aftercare and reassure them that he loves them and to reassure himself that he did a good job as their dom and that he didn’t hurt them. Sometimes that domspace drop is harder than other days and he needs to constantly battle that guilt that brews in his head and heart. “You’re already being such a good boy, baby. Taking all of Master’s cock so well. Maybe after you can have Sir’s too, hm? How does that sound, baby?” he asks through heavy pants, pounding Izuku with deep thrusts that aim right at their sweet spot every time, merciless and relentless in their assault on them.

Izuku cries out in pleasure when Denki slams onto them. After a second of regaining their composure they start fucking into Denki. Then Hanta starts attacking their sweet spot which makes them fuck into Denki harder.

denki keens and shakes, feeling another orgasm rolling up but trying to hold it off, trying to be a good boy. words are almost completely gone, but they manage to slur out one last thing before they go completely nonverbal. “y’S’r.”

Izuku feels their orgasm getting close so they start pounding into Denki harder, trying to make him cum, the tendrils of Black Whip still doing their thing. Their breathing picks up as Hanta continues to attack their sweet spot, and with several more thrusts, they're cumming hard into Denki's ass.

Hanta quickens his pace, wanting to make Izuku cum first. "C'mon, kitten. Cum for me, yeah? Cum for Daddy," he grunts into their neck as his teeth suck harsh hickeys into the skin as his hips speed up, pounding into Izuku with enough force to make them fuck Denki at the same pace and force. His hand furiously rubs at Denki's clit as he stares down at the blond from over Izuku's shoulder. "Good boy,” he purrs as he continues to thrust into Izuku’s ass, abusing their sweet spot and stimulating them as they cum into Denki. “You can cum now, baby,” he purrs, fingers and muscles straining as he keeps rubbing Denki’s clit to make them cum.

denki watches obediently (adoringly), keening and crying out as Sir fucks Master into them, and holds off on coming, clenching down on Master’s cock as they come in denki’s ass, until Sir tells them to cum. the second he does, though, denki’s whining and shaking and coming apart around Master’s cock and under Sir’s fingers.

Izuku’s watching Denki cum so beautifully, and they keen in pleasure. They can't speak, and can only moan at the sight and the feelings and the stimulation.

Hanta will never tire of how amazing his partners look coming apart under him, and though he can’t see Izuku’s face clearly, he can feel them. However, he’s got a perfect view of Denki and gods they look so gorgeous; all deep in subspace and cumming on command like the good boy he is. “That’s it, good boy, baby,” he praises, slowing his fingers down against Denki’s clit but not stopping fully. He pulls his hand away and stops thrusting into Izuku for a moment even if he feels himself nearing his own orgasm; he’s always taken care of his partners first. “Can you two give me your colors?” he checks in with his partners, voice gentle and low and raspy from panting and moaning. He rubs each of his hands on either of his partners’ stomachs soothingly.

denki’s well past the point of words, but they give Sir a blissful, if slightly wobbly, thumbs up.

Izuku lets their head hang when Hanta stops moving, struggling to stay standing after cumming so hard, their body shaking. “A-ah.... green.” Yeah, they were deep in the grips of pleasure, but they were okay.

Hanta nods and presses a kiss to Izuku’s jaw as his hand takes Denki’s hand in his to pull up and press a kiss to it in response. “Good. Do either of you need a break? Or just water?” he checks as he keeps himself leaning over Izuku while one hand runs through Denki’s hair and then Izuku’s, brushing damp strands away from their faces. He can hold off his own orgasm for a long time, so he’s not in a rush to get there. He just wants to pleasure his partners and watch them fall apart beneath him.

denki doesn’t respond directly, just leans into Sir’s hand with a soft pleased noise. water probably wouldn’t be a bad thing, but they don’t want to lose contact (or filling) right now. too, there’s the possibility of slipping out of their current headspace if things stay too long in the mundane, and denki wants to be able to be a good boy still for Sir and Master.

Izuku whines softly and wiggles their hips lightly, with a murmured, “Please... You.... didn't cum... I wan’ it in me.” They don't respond to his question.

Hanta’s spent years with his partners now, and years of experimenting and experience allowed him to read every nonverbal action and unspoken thoughts. He knows that no matter how deep in subspace either of them are, they can both easily slip out of it so he just has to pamper them to the max after this which he doesn’t mind in the slightest. He hums and kisses Denki’s palm one last time before letting go to grip onto Izuku’s waist with both of his hands. “You’ve been so good for me, kitten. How can I say no to your request?” he hums as he begins to move his hips again, slow and steady before quickly picking up pace as the heat and tightness of Izuku’s hole brings him back closer to orgasm and quicker than before. “Fuck, so good. So warm and tight for Daddy,” he grunts as he straightens up so he has better leverage to thrust into Izuku, angling his hips to hit their sweet spot with every thrust and dragging his cock across it. His hands push Izuku’s hips down so they’re sheathed all the way inside Denki; this way, every one of Hanta’s thrusts will make the base of Izuku’s pelvis rub against Denki’s clit and their cock to move constantly inside of Denki. “Can baby and kitten cum again for me? Be good and cum with me,” he says through heavy breaths and clenched teeth as he feels his orgasm draw closer and closer.

denki nods adoringly at Sir, still sucking happily on the black whip tendril. when Sir adjusts Master’s position, denki starts whining, soft and constant, spiking louder every time Sir pounds into Master. they’re waiting for their cue to come, but they’re basically riding right along the edge at this point, and all it will take to push him over will be the order to cum.

Izuku whines and keens happily.  They moan loudly as Hanta picks up the pace, fucking hard into them and hitting their sweet spot with each trust. They cry out as their breath gets rapid, already getting needy again as their orgasm builds again. “Yes daddy... wanna cum with you, please.”

Hanta’s constant moans mix with Izuku’s and Denki’s beautiful, melodic noises as he feels the way his cock begins to throb more sporadically and frequently as his orgasm begins to create a low swirling heat in his stomach. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. ‘m gonna cum. Gonna cum in your tight ass, right, Kitten? Been so good for me, you deserve a reward too. C’mon, cum with Daddy,” he growls lowly as his hands pull Izuku’s hips back and forth quicker before he slams in one last time with a loud moan, cock twitching and cumming into Izuku’s ass. His hand slides down and furiously rubs Denki’s clit again. “Go on, Baby. You can cum again on Master’s cock,” he says through heavy pants before he occupies his mouth by sucking multiple hickeys along Izuku’s neck and shoulder.

Izuku cries out and cums with Hanta, head thrown back. Izuku pushes into his touch. They feel Hanta's warm cum fill them up and they keen happily, wiggling their hips and clenching their ass to milk Hanta's orgasm dry. They cum into Denki's ass again, filling him to the brim.

as expected, denki cums the moment Sir says to, hips jerking desperately into Sir’s hand even as their ass clenches around Master’s cock and their cunt around the tendril. he slurs out a desperate, wordless noise of pleasure, starting to drool around the tendril in their mouth, out of their head just a touch too far to keep their lips closed around the tendril, ass blissfully full of Master’s cock and cum both.

Hanta keeps himself close to Izuku, making sure no cum leaks out as he pants heavily and comes down from his orgasm. A hand comes up to wrap loosely around Izuku’s neck to keep them close to his chest as his hips stutter with the aftershock. His cock is still twitching despite having emptied his load into Izuku, and he moans as the surrounding walls of heat stimulate his cock a little. He wraps an arm around Izuku’s lower stomach, hand pressed to the space under their belly button and he pushes lightly. If he concentrates enough and moves his hips a little, he can feel his cock bulge just barely through Izuku’s stomach. He looks down at Denki from over Izuku’s shoulder and he smiles adoringly and lovingly at Denki, the other hand reaching down to swipe some drool away from their mouth before trailing his hand down to tease and toy with the blond’s nipples lightly. “My good kitten and baby,” he murmurs lowly and raspily as his hips thrust lightly into Izuku. Denki’s very much gone at this point and Izuku’s just teetering on the edge. “Do my babies wanna cum again? How many more can they handle from Sir’s request?” he hums, hand on Denki trailing down and his middle finger rubs Denki’s clit a few times before he dips just the tip of his middle finger into Denki’s cunt beside the tendril inside of them.

denki writhes and whines under Sir’s hand, hips twitching forward in hopes of even more stimulation. (Sir said denki might get his cock too at some point, which would be lovely if Sir decides it’ll happen, they want to make Sir feel good too.) they’ll come as many times as Sir tells them, really, it’s honestly that simple. (denki’s eyes are drawn to Sir’s hand around Master’s throat. they don’t have a collar on at the moment - their proper play collar is probably in the toybox, and the others are mostly where they’re supposed to go - but it always grounds them a little like this to have a collar or a hand around their throat, and they love the reminder of whose they are. if they’re supposed to have a collar right now, though, Sir or Master will say so.)

Izuku feels so full and they feel a little spacey coming down from another orgasm. They feel Hanta press into their stomach and when he moves, they moan softly. Hanta places his hand on their throat and they keen softly at the weight of it, almost comforting. Hanta keeps thrusting lightly again. Sir asked if they could cum again. They wanted to cum again for him. They wiggle their hips lightly and meet Hanta's thrusts halfway, showing they could cum again, which also causes them to start slowly fucking Denki again. They’ll cum as many times as Daddy wants. They're not sure how much longer they can hold themself up though. Their next words come out somewhere between murmured and mumbled quietly. “... wan’ cum for Daddy....” Izuku's eyes flutter, and they're so close to being completely in subspace.

Hanta sees the way Denki looks at his hand and he hums low, other hand reaching forward to wrap and rest heavily on Denki’s neck. He’s careful to not squeeze too tight or make it too heavy; just enough to imitate a collar. “I would get your collars, but I don’t have anything to plug Kitten up with so my hand will do, alright?” he purrs low and sugary sweet. He pulls his hips back slowly with the fake notion that he was pulling out before slamming back into Izuku so hard, he can hear how hard Izuku’s hips slam into Denki’s wet and stuffed ass.

denki whines and moans and trembles as Master’s cock starts moving again, making wonderfully lewd little squelching noises as they continue fucking his ass. when Sir puts his hand on denki’s throat, denki drops even further, which they honestly wouldn’t have thought possible before. there’s no thoughts in their head, just blissful fullness and belonging and safety, just being a good boy for Sir and Master, just serving them and obeying them and making them feel good

Izuku keens softly when they see Hanta lightly choking Denki. Also they're like 70% sure there is a plug hidden in this room but those thoughts are interrupted when Hanta slams roughly into them, causing them to let out a lewd and choked moan. They drop into subspace at the same time, Hanta has complete control now.

Hanta smiles in pure love and satisfaction as he sees the moment Denki drops deeper into subspace. He moans softly when Izuku drops as well. Gods, his babies are so good for him. He pulls back and slams back in harshly, hands still resting on both of their necks as he feels his cock harden again inside of Izuku’s ass. “Kitten, do you think Baby deserves both of our cocks now? Been such a good boy for us, they deserve it. Don’t you think so?” he purrs, eyes half-lidded as he stares down at their Baby who was so, so gone and Hanta loves it when Denki’s like this; all pliant and obedient for them, taking everything they give like the good boy they are.

Izuku whines loudly as they're fucked by Hanta and they thrust their hips to meet him halfway and to fuck into Denki. Once again, practice was keeping Black Whip under control, but it does start fucking Denki's cunt faster and slithers up Hanta's shirt to tease his nipples and run along other places on his body. Izuku's mouth is just open now, pornographic moans falling from their lips with each breath, each thrust, each attack to their sweet spot, each time Denki clenches around them.

denki keens softly around the tendril in their mouth and the hand on their throat, only half managing to even parse what Sir’s saying, but getting enough to know that they’re going to be getting filled more, that they might get Sir’s cock when Master’s done with it, that they’ve been good. they smile up at Sir and Master, soft and foggy and blissful, wonderfully full and about to be fuller if they’re good enough. denki sucks helpfully on the tendril in their mouth, wanting-trying-needing to be good, writhing and panting and moaning in response to the increased pounding to their cunt and ass.

Hanta wasn’t put off by, or upset by, the lack of verbal response from either of them; he can tell what they need just by expressions and sounds alone and that’s all he needs. He kisses the back of Izuku’s shoulder and lets his gaze flicker around them for a moment before he remembers they keep a case of plugs in the side table. He shoots his tape out to open it and grab the case, messily ripping the tape and disconnecting it from his arm one-handedly. He opens the case and there sit four different (clean) plugs in various sizes. He grabs the second biggest one and tosses the case to the opposite end of the couch. He lubes the plug generously before his free hand slips down to smoothly and quickly replace his cock with the plug. He pushes it in slowly, thumb pressed to the base and wiggling it around before it swipes up any cum that leaked out around Izuku’s rim. He brings his hand up to their mouth and sticks his thumb into their mouth, letting the greenette suck his cum off his finger. “You’re gonna have to lay down on the couch, Kitten, and let Baby lay on top of you with their back to your chest so I can fuck their cunt,” he says lowly, hand rubbing Izuku’s back as his fingers slip down to play with Denki’s clit.

Izuku pushes back and whines when the large plug pushes into them. They love this, being plugged after being filled with cum.  Almost as good as Hanta's cock being in them. Izuku greedily sucks on Hanta's thumb, tasting his cum. Izuku glances back at Hanta, eyes making it clear that Hanta was going to have to move them because their limbs feel like jelly and they weren't sure they could do it without assistance.

denki beams hazily. they were good! now they get to make Sir and Master feel good at the same time! they whine and shake under Sir’s hand, but they’re being good and not coming unless they’re given permission.

Hanta chuckles softly and fondly at the very obvious request in Izuku’s eyes. “You’re gonna have to pull your quirk out of Denki for now then, Kitten. It’ll be easier to move you that way,” he says even if he knows that Denki will whine at that. He’s always quick when he has to switch his position or his partners’.

Izuku nods lightly and retracts Black Whip, though not before taking a moment to lick off the tendril that was in Denki's cunt, keening softly at the taste before Black Whip disappears.

denki whimpers sadly at the loss of the tendril in his cunt, but he trusts Sir and Master, with every fiber of his being, so as much as he hates the sudden emptiness in his cunt, he’s being good.

Hanta is quick to pull Izuku out of Denki and lift them in a bridal carry, not worried about the plug falling out since it fits snugly in Izuku’s hole perfectly. He lays them down on the couch and leans down to press a kiss to their lips, teeth tugging on their bottom lip as he pulls back before letting it go with a smirk. He turns to Denki and bends down, hands grasping the back of their thighs as he leans down to steal a wet and firm kiss from them as he lifts Denki up and moves to where Izuku is. He pulls back from the kiss and bends down, carefully laying Denki on top of Izuku, their back to the greenette’s chest, and slipping Denki back onto Izuku’s cock. “Such a pretty Baby,” he purrs as his fingers brush hair out of Denki’s face before he pulls back and moves to kneel between both of their legs.

Izuku watches as Hanta lifts Denki up and places him back on them. Izuku feels their cock slip back into Denki's ass so easily that they whine softly at the feeling. Izuku's eyes follow Hanta as he moves between both theirs and Denki's legs.

denki whines louder when they lose Master’s cock in their ass, but they’re cut off and appeased temporarily by Sir’s kiss. by the time they register Sir pulling back from the kiss, they’re laid back down on Master, and there’s a cock in their ass again. denki makes a pleased little noise and leans into Sir’s hand, and his eyes go wide and hopeful when Sir kneels between his legs.

Hanta’s eyes practically shine with happiness as he stares down at where his Kitten and Baby were connected before his gaze drifts up to Baby’s pretty glistening cunt that has been calling his name this whole time. His large hands are gentle yet firm as they grip Denki’s inner thighs and squeeze the flesh lovingly. He scoots back a bit and only flashes Denki a dark smirk before he’s diving down and licking into Denki’s wet and sweet cunt with fervor. Soft moans rumble from his throat as he sucks on their clit, tongue pressed to the nub firmly as he slips two fingers inside and feels how wet and warm their walls are as they clench around his middle and ring fingers.

Izuku watches Hanta eat Denki out with dilated pupils, eyes filled with lust. Izuku wiggles their hips lightly and thrusts torturously slowly to give Denki some stimulation from them.

denki keens - practically shrieks - when Sir starts eating them out, and arches up when Sir adds a couple fingers to their cunt. they clench down on Sir and Master both, especially when Master starts thrusting lightly into their ass. denki keens helplessly and gives Sir a desperate look, right on the verge of cumming yet again but not wanting to mess up by cumming without permission.

Hanta's half-lidded gaze looks up at Denki with a smirk and slow-blinks in a silent affirmation as he doubles down on his effort in eating Denki out. He curls his fingers and aims for their sweet spot in their cunt, gently grazing his teeth against their clit occasionally. He lifts his head and crawls up, fingers still in Denki's cunt as he hovers over Denki with a dark smile. "Cum," he demands as his arm begins to furiously, basically, vibrate as he roughly and quickly fingers Denki with a side goal of trying to get his Baby to squirt for him.

denki’s eyes cross when Sir doubles down on eating him out, and they’re whining and shaking and keening near-constantly. their desperate noises intensify even further every time Sir’s teeth graze their clit or Sir’s fingers hit their g-spot. when Sir moves up to hover over him and gives him the order to cum, denki actually shrieks this time, keens and cums and squirts, shaking apart for and around Sir and Master.

Izuku picks up the pace at the command as well, wanting to cum in Denki's ass again, moans falling from their lips along with a murmured, “Pretty baby.” (Oh wow, words are back, nice.) They keep fucking up into Denki's ass as he's cumming, making his orgasm last longer. With a few more thrusts they cum again. They hold him close, wrapping their arms around his middle and holding him there while resting their forehead on the back of his shoulders, breathing heavily.

denki whines and moans and keeps cumming, pushing lightly back into Master, revelling in the feeling of all the cum they’ve been given. he gives Sir a dazed, blissful smile as they slowly stop shaking (quite as hard). he wants to feel full with Sir’s cock and cum in his cunt and Master's cock and cum in his ass, wants to make Sir feel good too, wants to keep being a good boy and cumming as many times as he’s told.

Nothing is more beautiful to Hanta than watching his partners cum for him, because of him, and he's got a front row seat of it all. A true hands on experience, if you will. He slows his hand down, pulling his fingers out slowly with a few slow rubs on Denki's clit before he brings his hand up to his mouth and begins to lewdly lick Denki's slick off his hands, sucking his fingers and moaning at the taste of his Baby on his tongue. Gods, he'll never tire of eating Denki out or sucking Izuku off. Just tasting them in any form brings Hanta such pure joy and satisfaction. He leans down to press a sweet kiss to Denki, letting them taste themself, before he moves to kiss Izuku as well and sharing Denki's slick between them before he pulls back entirely after a few soft praises to Izuku for cumming and being so good for him. "Does my sweet, obedient, good boy want Sir's cock now?" he purrs as he pulls his fingers out of his mouth and shifts up a little higher so he can line the tip of his cock to Denki's cunt. He grasps it in his hand and teases their clit and wet slit by rubbing the tip of his cock up and down, barely nudging Denki's cunt open.

denki watches raptly as Sir licks up their slick, and arches shamelessly into the kiss with a soft pleased noise. they beam softly as Sir kisses Master. at Sir’s question, denki whines loudly, and while he’s still nonverbal, his expression makes it clear he’d be begging if he could.

Izuku watches through half open eyes and leans into the kiss that Hanta gives them, eyes only closing for a moment. They moan softly at the taste of Denki on his lips and licks their own lips when Hanta pulls away.

Hanta shushes Denki in a loving tone, leaning down to press a kiss to the corner of their mouth as he slowly pushes in, in, in until he can feel the tip of his cock slip past Denki's slick and wet slit. He moans softly against Denki's skin, eyes fluttering at the feeling of yet another surrounding of wet, warm, tight walls surrounding his cock. It was so easy to slip in because of how wet and loose Denki was. "Fuck, Baby. Been such a good boy for us, 'm gonna fuck you like you deserve," he purrs, hands gripping Denki's waist in his large hands as he waits until he's in halfway before he slams the rest of the way in, the top of his thighs slapping against the back of Denki's in a loud and lewd sound.

denki whines and moans and makes increasingly desperate noises as Sir’s cock slips into his cunt agonisingly slowly, right up until the moment when Sir slams home in one thrust. they cry out, and between how close to the edge he’s already been riding, how full he finally is, and the bright little sting to the back of his thighs, denki’s hanging on to “not coming without permission” by his metaphorical fingernails. they’re being good, though, Sir is fucking them because they’ve been good, and they don’t want to disappoint Sir or Master.

As much as Hanta's dom headspace likes to be in control of everything regarding his partners, he's feeling nice and merciful so he gives Denki a tender kiss and cups their cheek as his gaze flickers back and forth between them and Izuku. "You don't have to wait for my permission to cum, okay? You can cum if you need to, unless Master says otherwise for you," he directs the first part to both of his partners and the last to Denki.

Izuku's cum so many times that they could barely move, limbs shaky and breath heavily. Their cock was still in Denki's ass but the best they could do was wiggle their hips to provide stimulation to both of them, moaning breathily. They could tell how full Denki was and the sounds he was making and how tight he was is addicting.

blanket permission from Sir is all it takes to send denki over the edge yet again (though the extra stimulation from Master definitely doesn’t hurt), eyes crossing and rolling back as they cum with a soft whine. they’re panting softly as they come down, staring adoringly (and hopefully) at Sir.

Each of Hanta's hand cups his partners' faces and cradles the warm skin lovingly as he keeps his slow thrusts going, dragging Denki's orgasm out for as long as he can, "Can both of you give me a number of how many more times you can cum?" he pants softly, checking in with his partners. He knows that they can all go for hours, but checking in is important. He's always cautious when it comes to one or both of his partners having double penetration of any sort even if he knows just how much more they can take.

Izuku hums softly and forces their tongue to work so they can speak, though it comes out in a soft murmur. “Hard to move... tired... but can cum more.”

denki moans softly as Sir keeps thrusting. it takes him a minute to even parse the question, but even when he manages to parse it, he just gives Sir a soft, confused whine. they don’t even know how to answer that right now, both because they don’t know the answer and because they don’t know how to convey it. they’re probably good for at least another two or three if Sir wants them to, but otherwise they have no clue.

Hanta was proud that both of his partners were able to give him some form of a response even if they weren't the best. "Thank you. So good for me. I'll let you both cum two more times because you've both been working so hard recently," he says before kissing them both. He straightens up and digs his knees into the couch as his grip tightens on Denki's waist while a dark smirk spreads across his face. "Gonna fill you up, Baby. You'll be matching Master with my cum inside of you," he says before he begins an abrupt fast and hard pace into Denki's cunt. Because of how wet Denki was and from when they squirted, the sounds of Hanta's cock punishingly pounding Denki were loud; wet and lewd and just absolutely pornographic. He pants harshly through clenched teeth as he ensures that both of Denki's holes are full and pounded into thoroughly even if Izuku could barely move; he's more than happy to do all the work for his partners. He brings a hand down and rubs his thumb in harsh and fast circles on Denki's clit as he bends down to bite Denki's skin, littering hickeys across their neck and chest, marking them up just like they had to Izuku to remind them of who they belonged to.

denki leans contentedly into first Sir’s hand, then Sir’s kiss. when Sir starts pounding into them, denki keens with every thrust, filling the (minimal) space between thrusts with moans and whines. when Sir starts attacking their clit, that’s it, they’re gone again, and the bites and hickeys are just the icing on the cake as they cum yet again, arching up off Master and into Sir with a wail as they scrabble blindly at the couch.

Due to the force and momentum of Hanta fucking into Denki's cunt, it's making Denki raise off them a little bit, enough for Izuku to move their tired hips more without any resistance. They're moaning loudly again as the friction of Hanta fucking Denki was getting them off too, building them up again. They whine loudly.

Hanta groans loudly and throws his head back as Denki cums, their walls squeezing his cock so snuggly that he had trouble moving for a second. "Good boy," he growls out, feeling how Denki's walls were practically trying to milk his cock of cum as he feels his orgasm start building quickly and fast. "C'mon, Kitten. Cum now and then I want you two to cum together one more time for me, okay?" he pants into Denki's neck as he slows his thrusts down to a slow and harsh pounding, burying himself deep into Denki's cunt. He places a hand on Denki's lower stomach and he presses down enough to feel the way his cock moves in and out, bulging his Baby's stomach a little. He swears softly as the feeling sends a jolt of pure lust through him and creates that warm swirling heat in his lower stomach.

Izuku lets out a high pitched whine at the commands and cums into Denki again. Izuku is shaking and moaning softly, they're so overstimulated right now and they love it.

denki whines and shakes and keens, but manages to not come again just yet, no matter how hard that growled good boy makes it. Sir wanted him and Master to cum together one final time, and Master still had to come one more time. they’re obscenely, delightfully overstimulated, fucked so full of cock and cum both they could cry (of bliss), and their head is quiet in a way it never is otherwise.

"Gods, my pretty babies are so fucked out for me. You're both so beautiful like this. Thank you for letting me fuck you and make you cry so beautifully for me," he praises lowly as he watches Izuku cum, face twisted into pure pleasure and it's an expression that he loves seeing on Izuku's face. "One more time for Sir, okay? Be good and cum when I tell you to," he says through heavy breaths as he speeds up his hips again, pounding mercilessly into Denki's cunt as his hands hold Denki's waist firmly and pushes them down into Izuku, essentially trapping them both in place and fucking into Denki so hard that it bounces Denki's body back onto Izuku's cock. He reaches down and begins to rub and pinch Denki's clit again as he feels his cock twitch sporadically inside of their cunt, his orgasm ready to burst and fill Denki's cunt up. He can see how close Denki is, but he knows they're a good boy and will hold it until Hanta says so. He's letting Izuku take a brief breather before he makes the greenette cum again because he knows with how overstimulated they were, it could be very painful to cum immediately again.

Izuku whines and buries their face into Denki's shoulder when Hanta starts moving again, he's moving both of them, making Denki bounce on their cock. One more time, they can do that. They want to be a good kitten for Sir, for Daddy. Izuku whines and keens as they're built up again. Their arms are still wrapped around Denki's middle, so they hug him close.

denki’s moaning-gasping-borderline shrieking with each of Sir’s thrusts, and the only reason they’re not coming is that they are being good, and Sir hasn’t given them permission to come yet. they’re so overstimulated, all of a sudden, that tears actually start dripping down their face (or, well, back into their hair), but they want this so much, want to be good for Sir, want to be full of cum from Sir and Master both (and would probably start genuinely crying in distress if Sir stopped right now). denki’s eyes are crossed and half rolled back, but the look they’re giving Sir despite that is adoring even through the tears.

Hanta coos softly as Denki finally starts to leak precious tears from pleasure and overstimulation. He leans down and kisses the tears away gently, so gently; it's such a contrast to how he was fucking them right now. He sees how Izuku was building up again and he feels himself start to lose his own composure and hold on his orgasm, so he shifts his arms to hook under Denki's knees and pushes his legs back into a mating press and growls out a low and loud, "Cum!", before he slams his hips deep into Denki and unloads himself into the blond, filling them up with his cum that seems to keep going. His hips twitch and jerk as he moans, face buried into Denki's neck as his hands give a strong grip on their thighs to keep them still, practically folding his poor Baby in half with how he was laying on top of Denki with their thighs still in his arms.

denki wails and cums, cunt and ass spasming uncontrollably around Sir and Master’s cocks as Sir fills him and fills him and fills him with cum. their orgasm feels like it goes on forever, milking Sir and Master’s cocks for every last drop of cum, and when it finally finishes (apart from the occasional twitching aftershocks), they go totally limp and boneless, folded in half and pinned between Sir and Master and so, so blissfully full.

Izuku moans loudly and cums, thrusting up into Denki once to bury their cock as deep as they can. Since their arms are already wrapped around him they pull him closer, burying their face into his neck, Denki's ass milking their cock dry. After several long moments their arms loosen and they go limp, except for keeping their head buried in Denki's neck.

Hanta pants heavily into Denki’s neck, placing wet and open-mouthed kisses along their neck and letting them all rest for a few moments. He pulls his head back, sitting back up and groaning as his sensitive cock moves inside of Denki’s cunt. He slowly pulls out, fingers teasingly swipe up the cum that leaks out their cunt and pushes it back in, squelches filling the air from how wet they were. “Such good and pretty loves for me,” he hums, pulling his fingers out and licking his fingers clean of Denki’s cum and his own.

Izuku keens softly at the words, body twitching from the overstimulation and how sensitive they were. Their breath is heavy as they groan softly from just... everything.

denki pants softly as Sir-Hanta kisses his neck, still dripping the occasional tear. he whines softly, at the words and at Sir’s-Hanta’s actions both. they’re starting to come up from subspace, but it always takes them a bit to come up, and his headspace is always a little weird while he does, simultaneously extra vulnerable and less likely to ask for what he needs.

Hanta is watchful of both of them as he slowly gets off the couch, careful not to jostle his two partners who were still connected. "C'mon, Baby. I'm gonna pick you up, alright? Nice and slow so Izu's cock won't hurt you too much, yeah?" he says softly as he bends down, arms slipping under his Firefly's upper back and their knees that he slowly pushes together since he knows they're undoubtedly sore and achy from being spread for so long and handled so roughly.

denki nibbles on their lip and nods at Hanta, with a very soft, “‘kay.” they wince a little as their legs are moved, and lean into Hanta a little, silently seeking reassurance.

Izuku exhales shakily and twitches as Denki's moved. They stop hugging him so Hanta can pick him up.

Hanta carefully raises Denki up, mindful that Izuku's cock was also sensitive so he managed to maneuver himself to hold Izuku's cock and gently let it lay down on their stomach before he stands up straight with Denki in his arms. "Do you two wanna move to the bedroom and take a bath? Or stay here, or the bedroom, and bath later?" he asks, keeping Denki close to his chest as he watches to make sure they're both coming down from subspace slowly.

Denki tucks his face into Hanta’s neck, frowns gently, and chews on his lip. he’s torn between normal brain (yes good bath clean), subspace brain (be a good boy, defer to (Sir and Master) Hanta and Izuku, and keep the cum you’ve been given for as long as you can), and post-subspace brain (whatever gets the most cuddles, skin contact, and reassurance that they’ve been good). ... a bath does sound kinda nice, though. Denki hums softly, then makes a single soft hopeful noise, trying to convey “first option (aka bath)”. (He also needs to pee anyways - no UTIs, please.)

Izuku likes the idea of a bath... but that also means taking the plug out and cleaning out Hanta's cum, which is something they really don't want to do. Izuku huffs lightly, not giving Hanta an answer yet. It's important to get clean but they feel really full right now so if they can get clean while keeping the plug in then that's fine.

Hanta, after years of being with his partners, can distinguish their sounds so he knows immediately what Denki and Izuku wanted. "Alright, bath it is. I'll leave the plug in you until you're ready to clean up fully, alright, Izu?" he says tenderly. "I'm gonna take Denki upstairs first so they can use the bathroom then I'll come back down and get you, yeah?"

Izuku beams up at him and nods, gods they love their partners.

Denki tucks their head further into Hanta’s neck and hums contentedly. Best partners. ... they’re not looking forward to being on their own, even just for the couple of minutes it’ll take Hanta to bring Izuku up, but they genuinely don’t see a way around it, so they’ll just have to deal (and hope they don’t get smacked with subdrop).

Hanta takes a moment to think about his plan. He knows for a fact he shouldn’t leave his partners especially if they’re still in subspace or in the process of coming out, but there’s no safe way to take them both at the same time without causing potential injury or painful overstimulation to either of them. He’s gonna have to be quick about it and he can do that. He leans down to press a kiss to Izuku’s lips before carrying Denki upstairs, nudging their bedroom door open before heading into the attached master bathroom. He sits Denki down on the toilet carefully, arms sliding from them as he squats down in front of Denki with a loving smile. He cups their face and leans forward, pressing a gentle kiss to their lips. “I’ll be quick, alright? I won’t be gone for more than thirty seconds, I promise,” he reassures Denki as he caresses their cheeks with his thumbs.

Denki hums contentedly into the kiss, gives Hanta a shy little smile, and nods as they lean gently into his touch. “‘kay. ... did good?” they ask, very softly.

Hanta’s heart melts at Denki’s question. He coos softly in a loving way, peppering kisses all over Denki’s face before giving a sweet and tender one to their lips. “You were more than good, Firefly. You were so obedient and amazing for me and Izuku, like always. Made us feel so good and listened so well,” he praises as he places kisses all over Denki’s face again in between his words. “I’m sure Izuku feels the same way, but I’ll let them tell you that once I bring them up, yeah?” he says, keeping his voice low and calm as he feels himself slip into his more softer dom side as he always does when he provides aftercare and showers his partners in pure praise and affection.

Denki beams shyly and nods, basking in the love and reassurance. “‘kay. ... c’n go get now,” he says softly.

Hanta smiles softly and presses one more kiss to Denki’s nose before he stands up. “I’ll be right back, my love,” he says before briskly walking out, thankful for his long legs as he takes long strides to get to Izuku. “Hey, love. Ready for me to move you?” he asks as he bends down, arms carefully snaking under them to prepare to pick Izuku up.

Izuku opens their eyes when Hanta comes back. They look over at him and smile. They nod softly, humming. “Yeah.”

Denki giggles very softly at the kiss to their nose, then hums quietly and lets himself mentally fuzz out a bit while he waits for Hanta and Izuku.

Hanta picks Izuku up and carries them upstairs. “Do you wanna lay down on the bed while I prepare the bath? Or do you wanna be in the bathroom with us? I don’t want you sitting on the plug if it’ll be too much,” he says as he walks up the stairs.

Izuku smiles softly. “You lay me in our bed and I may fall asleep. I'll be alright with you guys in the bathroom. Sitting on the plug won't be too much, promise,” they say quietly.

Hanta chuckles and nods. “Alright, if you’re sure,” he says as he carries Izuku into the bathroom and sets them carefully and gently onto the sink. He slides his arms away and turns towards Denki with a soft smile. “You use the bathroom, love?” he asks as he turns again to turn the tap on to begin filling the tub.

Izuku snuggles into Hanta’s shirt as they're carried to the bathroom and huffs lightly when they're set on the bathroom counter, shifting slightly at the sensation. Luckily for them, it's not too much, and is actually pleasant in the sense of ‘oh I'm full and I can feel it’ sort of deal and they love it.

Denki blinks up at Hanta, then smiles at his partners, soft and shy in the way they usually end up post-subspace. “Mhm,” they say softly.

Hanta nods. “Good job, baby,” he praises as he opens the bathroom closet. “What scent are we feeling today?” he asks as he pulls out a few bath bombs and shower gels to hold up for his partners to see.

Denki ducks his head and beams shyly at the praise (even if it is for something as simple as using the bathroom - his partners know what he needs like this, know he needs extra praise and reassurance even if it’s for tiny things, and he loves them for it). Denki hums softly and nibbles on his lip, eying the options. They’re having a little trouble expressing it right now, subspace still holding onto them in some ways, but there’s a citrusy scent there that they’re kinda wanting right now. Denki sighs softly and settles for just staring at the bottle in question.

Hanta watches Denki's and Izuku's gazes carefully. He knows words can be difficult when they're both in subspace so he tries not to ask questions that require much talking or thinking for them, but sometimes it's a little unavoidable so he makes sure that it's a question where there's more than one way for them to answer. He sees the way Denki stares at a specific bottle and he glances to which one it was and realizes it's one of their more citrusy scents; lemon and some tangerines mixed in it. He holds it up with a questioning gaze. "This one, Firefly? You okay with this one, Izu?" he asks as he looks at the greenette.

Denki looks hopefully at Izuku, and leans tiredly against the counter in their direction. (They’ve gotten validation from Hanta, but nothing from Izuku yet. On the other hand, they’re also belatedly realizing that Izuku might‘ve hit subspace too, so hmm, they’re not sure how much they can ask from them.)

Izuku bites the inside of their lip gently as they consider that. They like the lemon bit but not much the tangerine bit, not liking Orange or Tangerine smells in soaps. But they like lemon. So they nod, not letting any conflict show on their face, smiling. “Yeah, that's fine.” Plus they can tell that's the one that Denki really wants, so yeah.

Hanta raises a brow at Izuku's answer. "Are you sure? We have other citrus scents. I want you to be honest with me, Izuku. We'll find an in between to satisfy you both," he says sternly, careful not to go too much and accidentally make them slip again or – worse – drop.

Denki makes a soft, worried noise. They can’t really read any but the most screamingly obvious cues right now, but if Hanta’s asking, he’s clearly picking up on something. “Somethin’ else is fine if s’not good, love. You’re more ‘portant,” he says softly.

Hanta clicks his tongue softly. "Aht, aht. We do not say that, Firefly. You're both equally important. I can find something else with just lemons since we have so many," he says softly, walking over to press a kiss to each of their foreheads before digging through the closet again, murmuring to himself as he reads the labels and sniffs each one.

Izuku feels a small twist in their chest at Denki's words. “...'m not more important…” They look at Hanta when he speaks and nods firmly in agreement to his statement about being equals. “Yes.” Something twists in Izuku's chest again. “Denki liked the other one though, and it has lemon so it's good.”

Denki blinks in confusion before a lightbulb visibly goes off, and they start giggling softly. “No, I meant Zu’s more important than the smell,” he says softly.

Izuku blinks a few times and looks at Denki before smiling softly and huffing a quiet laugh. “Oh, okay.”

Denki beams shyly at both his partners, then focuses it on Izuku before looking down to fiddle with his shirt. “... did good?” he asks softly.

Izuku gives Denki a soft smile. “Yeah baby, you did good.”

Hanta relaxes a little at Denki's clarification, also happy to hear verbal responses from them now. "Of course. Mm, I have one that's light on the lemon with a very small hint of vanilla? But the other one is still on the table if you're entirely sure, Izu," he suggests, holding up the bath bomb and shower gel.

At Izuku’s response, Denki starts happy-wiggling a little, slow and lazy, but quickly stops with a soft hiss. “Ow, duly noted,” they mumble.

Oh, Izuku loves the idea of that lemon and vanilla one, pupils dilating a little bit. They blink slowly and hum. Denki hasn't said anything on that one but they know Denki wants more citrusy stuff. They send a look of concern at Denki when he shifts. After a few moments they look back at Hanta. Something twists in their chest again and they keep themself from shifting like Denki just did. “... please don't leave that choice up to me,” they say quietly.

Denki makes another soft worried noise and zones back in on the one Hanta’s holding up now, which- “Ooooh.”

Hanta hums and stands there for a moment, deciding between the two options when he hears Denki's sound of interest. Glad that the decision was easy, he smiles and puts the other one back before closing the closet. "Vanilla and lemon it is," he hums as he walks over to unwrap the bath bomb before dropping it into the half-filled tub of warm water. Turning, he gently pinches Denki's nose before leaning down to kiss him. "Careful, silly. Alright, are we ready to hop in the bath?" he asks as he runs each hand through his partners' hair.

Izuku's eyes flutter shut and they lean into Hanta's touch, simply humming softly the question.

Denki makes a pleased noise and leans (admittedly a little gingerly) into Hanta’s hand. “‘Cept for the clothes, yee,” they respond quietly.

Hanta laughs softly. "No, no clothes in the bath," he says with a grin as he takes his hands back to grab the hem of Denki's shirt and begin to lift it. "Arms up, baby," he says.

Denki makes a vaguely miffed noise as he slowly raises his arms. “So demanding, so unreasonable,” they say, quietly teasing. They give Hanta a shy, slightly nervous smile - intellectually they know they’re not gonna... he doesn’t even know, get in trouble or something for being silly like that, but the vulnerable part of them that’s still clinging to subspace is suddenly unconvinced for some reason.

Hanta laughs light and happy at Denki's brattiness. "I mean, I've never heard of someone cleaning themselves with a shirt on deliberately, but I'm sure you can be the first, love," he teases as he pulls the shirt up and over Denki's head before leaning down to kiss their head. "Let's get you in the bath first, okay?" he asks as he tosses the shirt aside and bends down to lift Denki up again.

Denki giggles softly and leans into Hanta with a quiet, “yee.”

Hanta lifts Denki up into his arms effortlessly and turns towards the tub. He bends down a little, letting Denki's feet touch the water first. "The water okay?”

Izuku snorts softly, and says to themself, “I’m washing me and my clothes.”

Denki hums contentedly. “Yee, that’s good.”

Hanta nods and slowly lowers Denki down the rest of the way, settling them against one of the walls of their tub. Well, jacuzzi, but that's besides the point. He pulls back with a kiss to Denki's head before turning and going back to Izuku with a laugh. "You and your damn memes," he teases as he stops in front of Izuku and stands between their legs. "Your turn, my gem. Arms up for me, love," he says as he grabs the hem of their shirt.

As he’s settled into the tub, Denki makes a low, deeply satisfied noise that’s honestly on par with some of his earlier outright pornographic noises, and his voice, already rough and gravelly from his earlier throat-fucking, drops into the lower end of his range. “Fuck that’s good.”

Izuku sticks their tongue out at Hanta. “You love it.” Then they gently lift their arms for Hanta to take their shirt off.

Hanta rolls his eyes fondly and kiss their nose before pulling the shirt off. "Course I do, silly," he says before he chuckles and looks over his shoulder at Denki. "Someone's enjoying themself," he teases before wrapping his hands around Izuku's waist to lift them up and down from the sink, letting them lean against him for support. "Alright, gonna take your skirt off now so hold onto me," he says as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of the skirt and pushes it down enough until it slips off of them itself.

Denki grins at Hanta, wide, blissful, and deeply satisfied, with a vague hint of “smug little shit”. “Yee,” they say in the same extra-deep register.

Izuku clings onto Hanta as he helps them take off their skirt, closing their eyes and leaning into the touch.

Hanta's quick and efficient as he tosses the clothing aside and picks Izuku up before carrying them over to the tub as well and sets them in it next to Denki. He steps back and begins to strip as well and it takes just a second longer because he was really the only fully clothed one out of three. He steps in once he's naked and settles down in front of his loves, hand grabbing the shower gel and opening it before grabbing a soft wash cloth to pour some soap into. "I'm gonna clean you first, Firefly, alright?" he asks as he shifts closer to the blond, hand holding the cloth up above the water.

Denki, melting blissfully into water just the right side of too hot, nods contentedly. “Mm, yee.”

Hanta brings the cloth closer to Denki and begins to gently scrub their body starting with their chest and shoulders first. He’s careful as he washes their neck free of sweat before he gently wipes at Denki’s face, getting rid of all the spit and tears and cum that’s on there. He’s letting himself slip into that aftercare dom space where it’s a mix of caring and gentleness, and praising and affectionate.(Denki leans bonelessly into Hanta and hums contentedly, though he hisses softly and blinks down at his chest as Hanta runs the washcloth over one of the bite marks that had been hidden under the surface. “... huh, forgot about those. Nice,” he says softly. They tilt their head up obediently for Hanta to wash their face.

Hanta chuckles and shakes his head, leaning down to press a kiss over one of their marks. "I don't think you'll forget about these soon," he snickers. The marks are quite dark and it doesn't seem like they'll be leaving within just a few days. He smiles softly and cups Denki's chin as he leans forward to press a kiss to their lips. "Good boy," he praises lowly as he gently wipes at their cheeks and neck before continuing to wash the rest of their torso and letting the cloth rest over the edge of the jacuzzi once he was done. Humming, he looks at Denki curiously. "Do you wanna wash your cunt or me? Or are you too sensitive right now? Even though I'd prefer it if we cleaned you up thoroughly, I don't wanna hurt you if it's going to be too much for you," he says softly and understandingly.

Denki beams at Hanta, somewhere between shy and lazily satisfied, and says softly, “Hope not. Mm, hey Zu, d’you leave any on my back? I lack bones to check right now.” Denki leans into the kiss, and makes a soft pleased noise at being called a good boy, but frowns gently at Hanta’s question. “I don’t really wanna get rid of all the cum y’all gave me at all, but it’s low-grade incorrect not to wash up right now,” he mumbles. He sighs a little, soft and a bit forlorn. “... you do it?” he asks quietly. “The- what’s it, the cunt-safe soap’s over there, I think, so you can actually do it properly instead of just skirting around the edges.” They pause. “... intimate area soap, that.”

Izuku hums softly, having relaxed into the tub. They raise an eyebrow at Denki's question, their brain not understanding what he means. “...What?

Denki gives Izuku a tiny mildly-forlorn smile. “Did you mark up my back at all? The last chunk especially’s a little hazy.”

“Oh.” Izuku thinks for a moment and shakes their head. “No, I hugged you, but no scratching or anything.”

Hanta's nose turns pink a little at Denki's confession, but he nods and turns to grab the intimate area safe soap behind him. He opens the cap and squirts a little on his hand, the clear liquid coming out slowly. once he has a good amount, he puts the bottle back and leans forward to wrap his other arm around Denki's waist. "I'm gonna lift you onto the little seat so it's easier, alright? Bear with the cold for a few moments for me, Firefly," he says as he slowly raises Denki and sets them onto the little built in seat in their jacuzzi, leaving part of their upper half exposed to the air as he settles himself in between their legs so he can properly clean their cunt free of cum (even if he also doesn't want to do that, but safety first).

Denki pouts a little at both of them. He winces and starts shivering as he’s set up on the seat, but the way he’s sitting up gives him a better angle to inspect the marks Hanta left. “Ooh, looks like Han left enough for both of you.” They glance back at Izuku and smile a little shyly. “Looks like you’ve got some too, Zu.”

Izuku chuckles quietly and looks down at themself. “Ah, so I do.”

Hanta laughs while shaking his head at his partners' antics. "I don't see you complainin'," he teases as his fingers are gentle and careful as they wash Denki's cunt and ass, scooping out his and Izuku's cum and dipping them in a cup of water he had on the edge of the jacuzzi because he was not washing the cum off his fingers in the water that they were all sitting in for the next while.

Denki giggles softly. “‘Cuz I’m not, at all. We love our bite-y love.” Shyly, he adds, “Plus, I like the... reminder, I guess, of the marks.” For all that Hanta’s being careful and considerate as he cleans them up, Denki still can’t hold back the occasional soft hiss or whine. They did just get banged seven ways from Sunday, though, so it’s really not surprising, or honestly particularly upsetting.

Hanta chuckles and shakes his head, fingers carefully but quickly cleaning Denki up, not wanting to cause more pain than necessary to his Firefly. Once he’s absolutely sure that Denki’s all clean, he leans forward to wrap his arm around Denki’s waist to lift and set them back down, but in front of the little seat. He pulls back to cup Denki’s face and give them a kiss. “Good boy, I gotta wash your hair now,” he says as he grabs the shampoo and conditioner to set next to him before standing to move and sit on the seat with Denki in front of him and between his legs.

Denki sighs quietly, mixed relief that it’s done and wistfulness that the cum’s gone. It was a pretty impressive amount, though, going by the contents of the cup (subspace echoes whisper that that means they were very good to be given that much), and anyways, they do have the hickeys and bite marks from Hanta still, so they’ll have to be content with that. Denki leans into the kiss and makes a shy pleased noise at the “good boy”, before leaning back into Hanta when he moves behind them, with a soft, contented, and unthinking, “Mm, yessir.” Their eyes slip closed in preparation for Hanta to wash their hair.

Hanta dumps some shampoo out into his hands and rubs them together before digging his fingers gently into Denki's head and beginning to massage slowly. Even without the water, Hanta could feel how damp it was from sweat and the tears that have begun to dry in their hair. He thoroughly massages the soap into Denki's scalp to wash all that yuck away. He only begins to wash it out with a different cup that he fills with water once Denki's entire head of bright blond and black hair was covered in white suds. "Tilt your head back for me, baby," he says, holding the cup up as his other hand nudges under Denki's chin lightly.

Izuku leans into the end of the tub, eyes half open and blinking slowly. They have a tiny smile on their face while they watch their partners. They're so lucky to have the two amazing people in front of them.

Denki tilts his head back obediently, eyes still closed. They reach out with one lazy foot towards where Izuku should be, wanting more contact with their Zuku. Their Hanta’s being wonderful and taking care of him, of both of them, and Denki’s getting plenty of contact from him right now, but they both want contact from Izuku, and also don’t want Izuku to be too short on contact.

Hanta’s heart warms and flutters as he sees what Denki’s doing. Even out of subspace, he’s always good regardless and puts his partners first. He slowly begins to pour water over Denki’s head, hand making a barrier between Denki’s forehead and their hair in case any water escapes; he doesn’t want the soap to get into their eyes. Once most of the soap is out, he takes his hand away and massages Denki’s scalp to get rid of the rest of the shampoo before moving onto the conditioner. He squirts out a small amount and begins to run it through Denki’s hair thoroughly before letting it soak as he massages Denki’s neck and shoulders lightly. “How are you feelin’, baby?” he asks.

Denki tucks his foot against Izuku and makes a soft little contented noise that’s about as close as they can get to purring. “Mmm, that’s nice, thanks love.” He sighs happily and leans into Hanta. “‘m good.” They giggle softly and drop back into the lower part of their range for a moment. “Well-fucked in every hole and in possession of minimal bones.”

Hanta barks out an amused laugh and shakes his head at Denki's words, leaning down to kiss their neck tenderly. "Well, then we did our job correctly," he purrs in his own naturally lower range as his hands slowly move away from their shoulders and continue their way to Denki's biceps and upper back to massage lightly for a few moments.

Denki shivers softly at Hanta’s tone - “Yes Sir,” they say softly - and has to remind himself for a second that they’re winding down, not up. They sigh softly and lean into the continuing massage, mumbling, “That’s nice and you’re mildly evil.” Denki’s eyes are still closed, but his serene little smile makes it clear this is not actually a bad thing.

Hanta hums softly, smirking at the title slightly because it never fails to make him feel loved and wanted in a very odd and unexplainable way. Shrugging, he presses another gentle kiss to Denki's neck before pulling away and beginning to wash the conditioner out of Denki's hair, fingers massaging and running through the silky strands slowly. "Mm, I heard that was one of the reasons you fell in love with me," he teases as he makes the barrier again to block the water form running down into Denki's face.

Denki hums contentedly, first at the kiss and then at the massage as Hanta rinses the conditioner out. “Mm, one of many.” They start gently petting Izuku with their foot, eyes still closed against Hanta’s ministrations. “You good, Zu? You’ve been quiet for a while now.”

Izuku hums softly. At some point, they shifted so their chin’s resting on their arms and their arms are resting on the side of the tub, eyes closed. They open their eyes and look over at Denki and Hanta. “Yeah, I'm okay.” They chuckle softly. “Just a little tired.”

Denki beams blindly at them, only a little shy at this point. “Oh good, and heh, can’t imagine why.” His smile turns decidedly cheeky and mischievous. “Not like you banged me, and were banged in turn by Han, like a screen door in a typhoon.”

Izuku laughs softly. “Ah, you're cute. But yes, that is accurate and I'm very tired and very sore. Trying really hard not to fall asleep in the tub because I don't think that'll be very fun.”

Denki makes a pleased noise and tangles their feet with Izuku’s. “Hmm, yeah, very tired and very sore sounds about right.” He adds, in a tone of gentle teasing, “Yeah, doesn’t sound fun, not unless there’s a water-breathing quirk in there somewhere. Not that Han would let you slip anyways.”

Izuku snorts softly. “Yeah, I doubt there'd be another one after all this time and yeah, Han wouldn't let me slip.”

Denki giggles. “Clearly there was a mysterious tenth user in there somewhere, and against all odds, there’s one quirk still unaccounted for!”

Izuku groans and hides their face again. “Oh gods no. Not more of them. 8 is enough.”

Denki laughs and pets Izuku with his foot. “Sorry, babe, don’t blame me, blame the four-point-five-and-a-half-th user!” He wraps his feet around Izuku’s arm and tugs gently, enough to be a “hey come here” nudge without forcing it if they don’t want to move.

Izuku snorts. “Damn.” Their Denki tugs on their arm, so after a few moments to will their body to move, they sneak in right next to him. They rest their head on his shoulder gently, eyes falling shut again.

Denki makes a pleased noise and gently tugs his head away from Hanta long enough to kiss Izuku’s head. He wraps an arm around them and leans back into Hanta, delightfully sore and content to go more or less entirely boneless now that he’s in contact with both of his loves. “Love y’all,” he says softly.

Hanta’s entirely content to sit there silently as his partners talked and teased each other while letting out small huffs of laughter every now and then at their jabs at each other. He bends down to press a kiss to Denki's damp hair and Izuku's slightly drier one. "Love you both," he replies as his hands give Denki's head one more massage before shifting over a little to Izuku. "Since you're already here, I'll wash your head first. Alright, Zu?" he asks softly, dipping his hair into the water to wet them before lifting them to run through Izuku's hair to dampen them a little.

Izuku nods softly to Hanta. “M'kay.” Izuku sighs softly at the warm water runs through their hair, comforting them.

Denki opens their eyes finally, head still tilted back, and beams tiredly back at Hanta before slumping down into a more comfortable position.

Hanta smiles softly at Denki before returning to washing Izuku's hair. Washing Izuku's hair is much different than washing Denki's because of how much more unique and curly it was, so he was much more thorough and took more steps and precaution to take care of it. They had a little corner in one of the corners of where the jacuzzi was that held all of the shower products for Izuku's hair. Hanta was gentle as he massaged and washed all the sweat out of Izuku's curls. Once he was done, he stays where he is and takes the floofa again before dumping some soap out onto it. He dips it under the water to wet it before beginning to slowly and gently scrub Izuku's chest from behind, careful whenever he goes over their nipples. He washes around their neck where the sweat builds up, arms, shoulders, armpits, and back before lets the floofa float in the water while he grabs the cup again to pour water over Izuku to wash the suds away. He grabs the regular shower gel again and dumps more out on his hand before leaning over one of Izuku's shoulders, lip pressed to their cheek as he begins to wash their inner thighs and around their cock and hole. "Spread your legs for me, love. And tell me if it gets too much. I just want you clean down here as much as possible since you still have the plug in," he murmurs against their skin.

Once Izuku’s upper body is clean, Denki lays his head on their shoulder and cuddles into them, as best they can without getting in Hanta’s way.

Izuku takes a moment to purr happily as Hanta cleans their hair, rubbing the shampoo deep in their curls. They take a moment to mentally appreciate Hanta for taking the extra time to use some of their hair products even though it took more time to wash than Denki's hair. It made their chest swell with love and appreciation. Izuku then nods softly and spreads their legs so Hanta could clean them. They open their eyes and look up at him with a soft look in their eyes, expression full of love.

Hanta's gentle the whole time with both of his partners; he takes aftercare very seriously. Everyone deserves aftercare, but especially subs because they get put through more and the day he doesn't provide aftercare is the day he gets thrown into Tartarus. He continues his ministrations as he turns his head at the gaze he feels on him and smiles when he sees Izuku's face and expression. "Penny for your thoughts?" he asks lightly with a kiss to their nose before he looks back down so he can see what he's doing. Despite the water being less clear due to the soap and bathbomb, he can still see enough to know where his hand is moving and he's careful as he cleans around the plug.

Izuku's eyes close when Hanta kisses their nose and they open again when Hanta resumes cleaning them. “Nothing. Just... I appreciate you and I love you.”

Denki beams sleepily from where they’re starting to doze off on Izuku’s shoulder. “Mm, same.”

Izuku blushes lightly. “Just... you're taking extra time to wash my hair properly and it's a small action and you've done it a bunch but it takes a long time and I just appreciate you doing it and I love you and love you. You're gonna say it's not a big deal and of course you would do it but it still means a lot to me and I just-” Izuku cuts themself off by burying their face in their hands.

Denki twists enough to kiss the top of Izuku’s shoulder. Softly, he says, “You’re really good at showing how much you love us, Han, even in little things, and we love you for it, so much.”

Hanta flushes a little at Izuku’s praise words - and Denki’s agreement, and then Denki’s praise words. Sure, they’ve been together for years now, but that doesn’t mean Hanta gets any less flustered from their compliments. If anything, he becomes worse at accepting them because they manage to one up themselves every time and causes Hanta to fall in love even more with them and fall in love all over again every damn time. “Even after all these years I’m still bad with words, so I try to show it through my actions,” he murmurs as his ears burn with embarrassment and love. Yes, his ears can burn with love. “Besides, I think Mina would probably have my head on a stick if I didn’t take care of your hair properly,” he jokes lightly as he finishes cleaning up Izuku’s intimate area. He gently cups Izuku’s chin and tilts their head back a little to plant a soft and tender kiss to their lips before shifting over a little to do the same to Denki. “I love you both so very much,” he mutters softly.

Izuku giggles softly. “Mina would 1000% have your head.” Izuku pushes into the short kiss. “I love you both so much too. I'm so happy you both are a part of my life.”

Denki smiles at his partners, soft and warm, as they kiss, then kisses Hanta back when it’s his turn, soft and sweet and loving. “I still call bull on you being bad with your words, just so we’re clear,” he says, soft and gently teasing. Denki hums and smiles gently. “I love you both so much too, and I’m so lucky to have you both in my life.”

Hanta laughs at Denki's words and pinches their nose lightly. "Yeah, yeah. You call bull on a lot of things, silly," he says as he tucks his head between Denki and Izuku, head resting on Denki's shoulder and chin on Izuku's shoulder as his hands rest and caress their chests soothingly and lovingly. Once he decides the water is cold enough for them to get out, he sits up and pats their heads. "Alright, nap time," he says as he stands up, careful to not hit either of them with his knees as he shuffles sideways out from behind them to grab one of three towels from a rack next to the jacuzzi. "I'll make dinner once we wake up," he says as he steps out of the jacuzzi. He dries himself off and wraps the towel around his waist before grabbing another one and holds it open for whoever steps up first to get dried.

Denki huffs softly (they have to move? rude) but slowly pushes themself up and out of the tub, because yeah, they’re starting to get cold. “Mmm, nap time.”

Hanta smiles a lopsided grin as he watches Denki with an amused and fond feeling swelling in his chest. He steps forward to wrap the towel around Denki's upper torso in order to lift them up and out of the jacuzzi to stand on the rug on the floor so he can properly dry the blond. He starts with their hair before patting Denki down. Once they were completely dry, he tosses the towel back on the rack and grabs a robe nearby to wrap around Denki before patting their butt cheekily. "You wanna wait or you wanna go get dressed and lay down first?" he asks.

Denki giggles softly at the butt pat, though it’s cut off in the middle by a yawn. “Mmm... I think Imma go get dressed and wait in bed.”

Hanta nods and kisses Denki’s cheek before patting their butt again. “Alright, Izuku and I will be there soon,” he says as he turns to grab the last towel and holds it open for Izuku.

Denki smiles tiredly at Hanta, then heads out into the bedroom to pull on underwear and a sleep shirt before crawling under the covers to wait for his loves.

Izuku carefully stands up in the bathtub and makes their way out of the tub and into the towel Hanta's holding open.

Hanta wraps the towel around Izuku the same way he had done with Denki and lifts them out of the jacuzzi the same way as well. He dries Izuku's hair off first, careful with it and gentle before patting Izuku's body dry after. He wraps the towel around their shoulders once he's done. The towels he buys are quite wide and long so it covers his partners up entirely down to their knees. "All done. Let's go get changed and nap, love," he says as he wraps an arm around Izuku and guides them out their bathroom and into their bedroom.

Denki looks up from where they’ve already been starting to doze off, watching in contented, sleepy silence.

Izuku purrs quietly the entire time Hanta's drying them off and follows to the bedroom.

Hanta opens a drawer and pulls out one of his own sleep shirts which was long and big because of his height and build. He holds it up towards Izuku with a questioning gaze, a silent question whether they want to wear his shirt or their own.

Izuku eyes widen a little bit and they make grabby hands towards Hanta's shirt.

Denki, who may in fact already be wearing another of Hanta’s sleep shirts, cuddles into his spot in the middle of the bed and drifts a little as they wait for their partners.

Hanta chuckles and puts the shirt in Izuku's hands, smirking when his gaze catches his own shirt on Denki as well before he turns to grab a pair of briefs to slide on. He doesn't like sleeping with a shirt on since he hates the feeling it creates when he turns and it bunches up around him. He turns and grins mischievously at Izuku for a brief moment before swooping them off their feet in a fireman carry, hand patting their butt as he makes his way over to their king sized bed and sets them down on Denki's left side.

Denki beams sleepily and cuddles into Izuku, then makes grabby hands at Hanta.

Izuku only has enough time to put on the shirt and a loose pair of underwear before they're being swept off their feet by Hanta. They giggle happily and cling to him before letting go and gently clinging to Denki, cuddling into them.

Denki makes a happy noise and pats the empty side of the bed where Hanta’s supposed to go.

Hanta leans down to press a kiss to Izuku's lips before he walks to the other side and climbs on, crawling to Denki's empty side and lays down. He tucks his arm under the pillow, cautious about his elbow so it doesn't hurt either of his partners. He usually tries not to have his arm under their necks when they sleep because it can get uncomfortable, so sometimes it takes a bit for Hanta to get comfortable. He throws his arm across both of his partners' torsos, hand slipping under Izuku's shirt to rest on their hip.

Denki was already hovering on the verge of sleep, but now that he’s surrounded by his partners and happily pinned under Hanta’s arm, they drop like a rock towards sleep. “Love y’Zu. Love y’Han,” he murmurs. 

The weight of Hanta's arm over their chest, the warmth of their partners, and the fact they've been fighting sleep for the past half an hour, Izuku's out almost as soon as they're laid down. They have enough time to respond to Denki with, “Love you too Denki... love you Hanta.” Then they wait for Hanta's response before they'll fall asleep.

Hanta smiles softly, pressing a kiss to Denki’s temple as he watches his partners slowly drift off to sleep with gabby lidded eyes. “Love you both,” he murmurs back lovingly.

And with that, Izuku's out, finally letting themself fully fall asleep. They're happy, tired, full (yay), and completely content in the arms of their amazing partners.

The only response from Denki is soft, even, sleep-heavy breathing.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 2 of rp verse