7AAAAAAAAAAANND Done. I know this is short since it was a kind of a spur of the moment idea that came to me at one point and I wanted to keep it short as well as finish all of it before posting them all rapid-fire-like. Hope you enjoyed it and happy writing.
As always, I own nothing but this here fic.
"Um…Setsuna, A-Tsu…..w-would you kindly explain what in the Sam Hill I'm doing in my boxers with my hands cuffed to the headboard of your bed? And where'd you even get handcuffs?!"
"Ribbit, I think it's pretty obvious. And the cuffs are from amazon, if you must know. The fluffy paddings keep your wrists safe, so don't worry about any marks getting left behind."
"O-kay…you still haven't answered my first question though."
"Really?" Tokage deadpanned, her nostrils flaring slightly with a sigh. "You really need us to spell this out?"
"I would appreciate it very much if you could. F-for the sake of…..you know, transparency a-and clarification."
"Well, if you must know…it's…..been a while since either of us had intimate contact with each other or with you, and we figured it would be in your best interest and ours to….clean out the collective pipes a little more thoroughly than usual, if you know what I mean."
Izuku blinked several times until the meaning of her words dawned on him. "Um, uh-huh…I still don't see why you had to cuff me though."
"We're just kinky like that." Asui replied with an alluring smile as Tokage chuckled, draping an arm over her shoulder, fingers lightly tracing her clavicle.
"Oh, yes we are. Learn how to roll with the punches, green-bean." Both of them were dressed similarly with baggy shirts that went half way down to their thighs. His shirts, to be exact, though as to how they acquired him was something he was eventually going to have them divulge, one way or another. To make matters worse (or better, arguably), considering how intimate he had gotten with the girls――and subsequently becoming rather accustomed to the raunchy bouts, initiating them, even, much to their glee and his chagrin――Izuku was fairly sure that there was naught but skimpy lingerie underneath his commandeered clothing. "Should we take them off?"
"Nah, I say he needs a little more convincing before we take him off the leash. He can watch us gettin' it on, though."
"You do know that I can just tear these off with my Quirk, right?"
"So why haven't you?"
Izuku simply answered, "I don't want to risk breaking the bed."
"See?" Asui gestured, snuggling up to the taller girl. "He's sweet and considerate like his usual self. And things have gone…..pretty well between him and us, I think. There were some ups and downs, peaks and valleys, but all in all it's better than he or either one of us expected. Aside from your occasional hogging, that is."
"Oh, bitch please, like you haven't hogged him ever." Tokage scoffed, giving her lover a hearty slap on her butt. "Remember him tutoring your siblings with you?"
Asui frowned a bit at that remark. "That was different from what you did with him. I didn't get fifteen kisses."
"No, you got him to fuck your throat in the goddamn bathroom. I'm pretty sure that more than compensates for any number of kisses unless it was down there. Doesn't mean I don't enjoy it though, by the way. I do. Immensely. And thoroughly." She gave Izuku a reassuring wink, sticking the tip of her tongue out from between her teeth.
"I'm willing to bet you did the same thing in the movie theater with his hand up your skirt when the credits were rolling and people were clearing out."
While they continued to recount their escapades and debate whether or not to un-cuff the boy, the bonds came off his wrists with a crisp cli-click sound, causing the girls to jerk their heads around. They both saw several black tendrils receding back into him as he stood up to stretch. "Didn't think that was going to work, but thank goodness it did."
"What the――"
"――heck did you just do, Midoriya?"
"Remember the Black Whips that came out during our joint training? I wondered if I could make them thin and get them into the keyhole to jimmy the lock. And lo and behold." He held up his hands free of bonds with an abashed but slightly cocky smirk.
"Oh fuck you, you nerd..."
Izuku simply shrugged. "Hey, waiting around for you to finish debating wasn't going to cut me loose any time soon. So…care to let me in on the plan as to what you were going to do to me after you cuffed me to the bed?"
"The usual freaky-deaky stuff that Tsu and I get into behind closed doors…...Most of the time. Which involve some toys and lube. This time with a twist though, since you're here. As I said before, I think we can all start taking further steps in our levels of intimacy for a more thorough pipe-cleaning since we're comfortable enough to get naked around each other."
"And I appreciate your votes of confidence in doing this. Both of you. This….weird thing we have going on changed me, for better or for worse."
"Definitely the former," Tokage giggled.
"And now I feel more…..comfortable with myself, I guess. So thank you."
"It shows during class too. And you're very welcome."
"Thanks for being such a considerate green-bean." Drawing him close, the girls gave him a kiss on each cheek, sandwiching him in between themselves. "Now get on the bed, you. We got steamy, sexy, and smutty shit to do to each other. And we haven't so much as masturbated in the past week."
A pair of Tokage's detached hands lightly pushed him back onto the mattress to which Izuku complied by leaning back but remained seated. "Are you going to cuff me to the bed again?"
"Nah. But I'm trusting you to make it pleasurable and interesting for us, though."
"That is a mighty tall order you're asking from a virgin."
Tokage snorted at that remark. "Excuse me, but as far as anyone in this room is concerned, you're a virgin in name only. You're creative and sharp-minded. Coming up with shit on the fly is your thing. Just do the same shit but give it a more….kinky twist to it."
"…..Forgive me if I'm wrong, Setsuna, but I'm under the strong impression you have several graaaaavely erroneous assumptions about me."
"Oh really?" She replied with a not-so-innocent smile, slowly lifting her (or rather, his) shirt up, just barely showing the waistband of her lingerie held together by knotted string. "And what would those assumptions be, pray tell?"
"I'm not gracing that question with an answer."
"Pffft, fine, be that way. But I know they involve chocolate, yoga pants, showers, locker rooms, the beach and blindfolds, but don't you worry, your secret is safe with me." As Izuku pinched the bridge of his nose with his eyes squeezed shut, Asui broke out into a peal of laughter. "What's so funny?"
"You just…you two sound like bickering sitcom characters."
"And what are you, Tsu? The live studio audience?"
"Alright, moving on," Izuku said when her laughter died down, shaking his head, although he couldn't help but chuckle at Tokage's last quip. "If we're going to do this――and we are going to do this, since we're all here――we need to come to an understanding that it may fall short of expectations."
"Agreed," Asui nodded as she continued, "Though there's no denying that you do move with purpose during foreplay and when you're dry-humping us, so you can't really blame our…...sense of anticipation for more good things to come. But if I may, I do prefer if you got a little brusquer with your fingers on the G-spot."
"Oh yeah, I second that. You work it like Missy Elliot and I have no complaints about your performance let alone your enthusiasm, but just….saying there's room for improvement. It does wonders for the skin."
"Duly noted." Giving Izuku a gentle nudge to lay flat on his back, Asui's fingers gently slid up his thigh. Tokage had slithered her way next to him on the bed, tracing the lines of his chiseled torso. Her tongue was already busy lavishing his neck and ear with affection while softly whispering nothings of comfort to him in between.
Asui had already made quick work of her friend's boxers by gently tugging them off. Her tongue reached for the drawer of her bedside table and she produced a box of condoms and a bottle full of lube whose size was somewhat unsettling. Taking a generous amount and slathering it on her hands, gently stroking the veiny, throbbing cock now full of blood. She could see his toes curl, relishing the attention. This was going to be a gloriously memorable day. Already the smell was enough to make her nose bleed buckets. The wetness between her thighs had seeped through her undergarments as well, making its function as an article of clothing nigh-useless. And she was going to thoroughly enjoy having it taken off of her by him. Preferably with his teeth.
Meanwhile, the kisses Izuku was sharing with Tokage were heating up slowly like a slow-roast as she firmly but slowly ground her hips against his defined abdominals, the molten heat of her juices almost searing his skin. As they continued to lock their lips onto one another, he slowly peeled the shirt off of her to reveal her flushed, naked body along with black and purple panties held together with knots on the sides. Moans of encouragement escaped her gritted teeth as she felt his nails drag across her back, twirling each other's tongues around, causing her grinds to strengthen with each passing moment. Breaking the kiss to stand on her knees, Tokage scooted towards him, her shoulders, neck and jawline riddled with half a dozen hickeys where she had begged him to bite down hard enough to leave teeth marks. The burning thirst for the sweet release of blissful orgasms drove her to the precipice of insanity.
With Asui tenderly torturing his cock with her slippery hands full of lubricant as well as her tongue now, Izuku didn't need any further encouraging. Undoing the strings and pulling off the garment heavy with moistness and thick with the musk of her womanhood, he claimed her glistening nether lips, his hand clenched her slim but nevertheless well rounded and ample bottom while the other reached for her breasts, his fingers squeezing the hardened pink buds. Tokage threw her head back, screaming in delight like never before at the waves of pleasure making her buck her hips harder call upon even greater ones, drowning her. Allowing one last orgasm to take her, Izuku gently shoved her off his face, slowly sitting her down against the wall as she twitched from time to time. "Oh…My goodness…." She panted, but he wasn't done yet. His fingers still had yet to brusquely pleasure her with his hands.
Just as he was about to, however he felt a tap on his stomach. Asui was leering at him, the level-headed poker face utterly warped with lust and hunger for affectionate attention. She proceeded to slowly strip the shirt off, making him watch as the fabric caught onto her ample bust, emphasizing her hardened nipples on the taught fabric. Once it was gone, Izuku watched as her cleavage swallowed the length of his cock while her tongue lapped up the tip, causing him to gasp at the sudden change in the quality of pleasure. "T-Tsu-oh, dammit….aah…" It didn't take long for him to reach his limit being at her mercy for so long. So he gave in, violently pumping his cock in and out of her mouth, not giving a damn as she moaned with every thrust if she was choking or not. With one final gasp, thick ropes of white erupted from the tip, dirtying her mouth and her face. Sucking out what was left in his cock like a straw, she crawled on all fours to Tokage and proceeded to pour some of the contents of her mouth into hers. She accepted greedily, who then began lapping up the gobs of white stuck to her partner's face and returning the favor, soon turning into a frenzied kiss as they turned into a knotted ball of sweaty limbs and long, dark green hair.
"Oh, God damn." Izuku whispered to himself as he took the sight of utter debauchery unfolding before his eyes. He knew at least three male classmates and a female teacher that would commit murder to see this happen in real-time. With light gropes and feathery kisses on their shoulders, he signaled that he wanted a piece of the action as well. They giggled, obliging him, one showering him with kisses on his lips while the other proceeded to lap up the juices still on his face, riddling his body with hickeys and bite marks, cooing. Their hands each stroked his still hard cock while his fingers brusquely massaged their G-spots, consequently making them gush and scream over and over. The sheer, ever-present heat of their fleshy folds threatened to burn and melt his digits off at the knuckles, bones and all.
As they fell back against the wall adjacent to the bed, panting, Izuku tore the box of condoms open and slipped one on, the process made relatively easy on account of the excess amount of lubrication and saliva. Both of the girls looked at him expectantly. "I can't clone myself."
"Then I guess you'll have to make your choice, won't you? Don't give it too much thought though. Just so you know, who goes first is of little importance to us. So there's no guilt necessary." Asui panted. "Watching is just as pleasurable. As you may already know…oh my god, my stomach's burning up swallowing all of that…"
"What she said." Tokage concurred with a rasp. "Guilt is a meaningless fucking emotion in most contexts anyways. Just….do your thing. No pressure, 'kay?"
"If you say so….."
"We do." They replied in unison, biting down hard on their lower lip in anticipation.
Taking two deep breaths, Izuku buried his face into Asui's crotch, hooking the waistband into his teeth, pulling them off. Picking up the ones he pulled off of Tokage, he proceeded to jam it right into the froggy girl's mouth. She gave a surprised squeal and a muffled complaint which he callously ignored, pinning her legs on either side of her head. His penetration was slow, tenderly grinding and stretching out the creases of her pink flesh.
"Wow…..Midoriya, has anybody ever told you that you can be very, very mean at times when you put your mind to it? I mean, what I'm seeing right now more than makes up for it, but…."
"N-not until now…Oh, crap….." He grunted, keeping his eyes locked with Asui's, his temple pounding with a sweet pain for every breath he took. It was a miracle the spiked heart rate hadn't ruptured his heart yet. Every twitch of her needy cunt was enough to make him orgasm already, and it was taking an immense amount of willpower to avoid that. Once he was better acquainted with the new sensation, he slowly began moving, keeping the strokes long and slow but rhythmical. At first there was much discomfort at the unfamiliar action and strain on his lower back, but with Tokage helping him with posture adjustments and such, it didn't take long for Asui to add guttural growls of pleasure to the muffled moans and huffs like a muzzled beast, every bit of pleasure making her twitch violently as the gentle strokes turned to a violent pounding that made the bedsprings creak.
There was something about seeing Asui, a classmate and trusted friend, someone so assertive, outspoken and levelheaded rendered into a submissive bitch in heat, her face a mess of tears, sweat and saliva. By his hand. This gave Izuku another idea. Pulling out of the girl momentarily, he flipped the girl over onto all fours and mashed her face into the pillow, causing her generously wide hips to rise. Even with the combined effects of both the lingerie-gag and pillow was still insufficient to completely silence the girl who relished and reveled in the debauchery as squealed when open palms landed on her ass with a loud smack every now and then.
Feeling his limit approaching, Izuku pulled her body upright by her hair to the point where she was arching her back to see the man that was fucking her. With several frantic pumps and one final convulsing scream, Tsuyu Asui crumpled to the mattress in a heap as she hugged the pillow. The lingerie finally freed from her mouth, incoherent mumbles tumbled out of her lips, now curved into a tired smile. Giving her a lengthy kiss of gratitude, Izuku pulled the condom off, poured its contents on her naked body, and turned to Tokage. "Was that…..a kinky enough twist for you?" He asked through gasps of air.
She just nodded, utterly speechless, stunned into silence with her mouth hanging open. A three-way tryst sans penetrative sex was no longer anything out of the ordinary for them as was watching one have their wicked ways with the others, but that…..was nothing short of astounding. "Um….you're not gonna do that to me, are you? Are you?"
Izuku paused for a good thirty seconds before shaking his head no. "Instead, I'm going to make you wish I did." He smiled, but it was not the innocent, child-like smile Tokage was used to seeing on an everyday basis. This was the smile of someone with a plan. A devious, sadistic one but would most likely yield extreme pleasure that she wouldn't be able to live without.
"Eek!" She let out a squeak as his arms almost effortlessly scooped her off the bed. Bridal style.
"Hey, uh, you sure you're….you're eating enough? You're as light as a stack of folded beach towels."
"Yeah, thanks. Sex burns a lot of calories, if you couldn't tell," she scoffed. But soon gave Izuku a kiss when he set her down on Asui's desk before letting him fetch another contraceptive. They got back to exchanging more kisses almost immediately while Tokage stroked his cock to get him back to full mast again. "Here, I got you." Taking the packet from him and tearing it open with her teeth, she slowly secured it on his cock. As she felt him slowly stretch her out, she bit down on his neck, fighting through tears and the pain.
"It's okay, it's okay…..we'll go slow. We'll go slow." And he did, his touch a far cry from the brutal fucking that Asui received, light and fluttery like feathers from a pillow. The tender lovemaking was different, but this intimacy, the physical closeness, her breathing in his ear made him want to please her even more as he whispered sweet nothings as she did for him.
"Haaah….oh my fucking god…..oh your fingers…..aaaaah…." The fluttery touches spanning along her spine down to her ass sent shivers down her neck, locking her legs around his waist. "Oh yes…..God yes, go deeper. Fuck my pussy just like that…hnnngh….."
Hearing her sensual moans, Izuku picked her up once more and sat down in a chair. The jolt to her gut made her mewl in pleasure as she began bouncing and grinding on his cock. He continued to keep her occupied by riddling her body with more love bites, groping every bit of her that he could reach. Finally, he picked Tokage up again and laid her down on the bed next to Asui who had recovered, sat up and was enjoying the show, noticeably more interested once she saw Izuku put the girl in cuffs.
His pumping and huffing grew stronger as Tokage tightened her grip around his neck and waist, begging to make her orgasm, egging him on to fuck her harder until she finally felt the heated impact of his seed hitting her cervix through the thin contraceptive. She moaned as she shuddered once, twice, thrice, four times, before the strength in her body left her and Izuku fell to her side as the effects of the intracerebral narcotics showered him with blissful fatigue as the ceiling spun into a hazy, kaleidoscopic mandala. "Oh….crap…my back is totaled."
"Good thing we have nothing left to spare and we have a long weekend." Asui said, kissing both of them in gratitude for the unbelievable experience. "I know we agreed to set the bar low for our first time, but…..I think we just ended up raising it. Especially you, Midoriya. You…..rocked my world. Ribbit."
"Oh fucking hell…that he did, Tsu. That he did. And congrats, green-bean, you can officially add to your resume that you lost your virginity in a threesome. And also, this should be a weekly thing, at least. "
"That might not be a good idea since I'm gonna die along the way if that were to happen."
"Every other week then?" Asui asked hopefully as she snuggled up to rest her head on the boy's chest.
"We'll see. No promises."
"We're in no rush." Tokage chuckled as she repositioned herself to use her lover's arm as a pillow and gave his cheek a peck. "We'll look forward to a good response. Anyone hungry, by the way?"
"Oh, definitely." Izuku groaned as the strained to sit up sent bolts of dull pain down his back.
"I don't mind food, but let's clean the place up, shower, and get new sheets. I do not want my family walking into a room like this. I did tell them we were having a group study session." The room was by no means a pigsty, but there were articles of clothing haphazardly strewn about, the bed and desk were an utter mess, not to mention the musk of sex hanging heavily in the air like a thick fog.
"Alrighty, let's freshen up with a shower first then." Tokage piped up, detaching her hands at the wrists to slip the cuffs before slowly getting to her wobbly feet.
"You two…..you go ahead. I need to let my back recover." Izuku mumbled, waving his hand and ushering the girls to leave him.
"Uh-uh."
"No." They each took his arm and pulled him upright, almost dragging him to the bathroom with them. "Since you went so above and beyond, it's our turn to pamper you."
