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Neito sat quietly as he watched his fuckbuddy and his friend spar, tossing an electricity neutralizing ball between his hands. He'd borrowed Kaminari's Quirk to train his own, and then borrowed the support gear Hatsume had made for him. He was using as little electricity as he could, so as not to overload himself, but still he felt his hands begin to shake slightly.
Shinsou rolled off of Denki, having finally beaten him in a spar that day. He was down 4 to 1- he'd just been having an off day where he couldn't get his head into combat, or off of two blonde omega boys. "Wanna go again, Kaminari?" He extended his hand to the hero student, smiling weakly.
Denki let out a small groan, his own hands beginning to tremble a bit. He stared down at them and with a small sigh shook his head. "Sorry Shinsou, probably not the best idea today...I can't push it too much before work study tomorrow." He offers a little smile, though it seemed sad, or maybe embarrassed?
He got up on his own, glancing at Hitoshi's hand with a flash of panic. He felt scared he would shock the other without meaning to. He'd accidentally done it a few times to his classmates, but he hated it. It made physical affection difficult. However he craved it, especially from Hitoshi, and even- though he wouldn't know how to admit it- Neito.
"Okay, that's a good point. I can walk you back to your dorm, if you want me to?" He rubbed his neck nervously. "Even if Bakugou does bitch at me for it..." He muttered under his breath.
Seeing that they were done, Neito approached the two, tugging at his watch to check the time he'd held the other hero student's Quirk. "Kaminari, here's your gear. Thank you for letting me borrow it. I held your Quirk for seven minutes and twenty-nine seconds this time. I wonder if I could get to ten minutes?" He mused, half to himself and half to his friends.
"With any other quirk I'm sure you could Monoma!" He chirps, though his voice half cracked in the middle of it. He slipped his wrist braces back on, and took a minute to clench and unclench his hands, working the feeling back into them. "You can come with if you want, but you don't have to. I know my friends are loud." He chuckles awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.
"I can do it with yours too, Kaminari." He huffed, roughly grabbing the other's hand and activating the Quirk. His styled hair grew a stark lightning bolt as the ball bounced between his hands. "I'll come, too. I want to show off to Eri-chan." He admits with a purr. Shinsou and Monoma followed Denki back to the 1-A dorm, glancing wordlessly at each other. Brace yourself for Bakugou...
His cheeks flushed a bit when Monoma grabbed his hand, though he didn't stop the other. He smiled a bit as he headed back for the dorms. He pushed his way inside with a soft sigh. He shoved his trembling hands in his pockets as he slipped through the doors. "Honey! I'm Hooooome!" He called, a habit he'd developed so the group knew it was him, without fail. No stupid villain would think to yell that coming in! "Plus 2!" He added, letting them know he brought friends, who he could vouch for.
"Dinner is almost ready, Dunce Face." Bakugou said from the kitchen. He looked uncharacteristically soft, his hair pushed back with a headband and wearing an apron. As he saw the guests, his scowl returned. "What are you doing here, copycat? He's brought Eyebags here before, but you're new." His eyes narrowed.
"Thief-san! You're here!" Eri came in from the teacher's dorms, dressed for dinner and wearing a cloth napkin tucked into her dress. She flung herself into Shinsou's hold, squeezing him tightly before releasing him and hugging Monoma.
"Kirishima. Set out two extra places at the table." Bakugou ordered gruffly, moving to plate up all the food.
Denki watches Eri hug Monoma in a fond manner his hind brain rambling about how good the two would be to him and pups- He cut the thought off before it could go any further. He glanced at Bakugou and gave a dorky smile. "Thanks Kacchan! No one can resist your cooking!" He teases. Though he kept his trembling hands hidden.
Bakugou gave him a once-over glance. "Don't call me that, Sparky. We've talked about that shit. Also, go take your fuckin' meds, you're shaking like a leaf." He snapped as he started bringing the plates to the table. "Go. You aren't allowed at my table till you take your meds. Get." He gently shoved Denki towards the bedrooms.
"And you two. Come sit." He dragged them to the table, being careful not to hurt Eri as Monoma held her. He took Eri from him and set her in her booster seat, gentle in a way he never was with anyone else.
"Oi. Pinky, Kiri." Bakugou muttered. "We gotta interrogate these two. See what they want with Sparky..."
Denki sighed, hurrying off quickly to his room, fearing Bakugou might scare off his crushes friends. He knew Bakugou meant his threat of no dinner until his meds were taken.
Kirishima sat down in his chair, eyeballing Shinsou and Monoma skeptically. "So... You're both hanging out with Denki now?"
Monoma sat straight up in his chair, straightening his blazer. "Yes. I'm Kaminari's friend. And Shinsou is, too. We have every right to be his friends." He snapped, as if daring Kirishima to disagree.
The alpha shrugged a bit before responding. "We just worry about him. He's our friend. And he's our pack mate. We look out for him. Which includes making sure no one hurts him." He points out, his voice sharpening a bit at the end.
"I'm not going to hurt him, Kirishima-kun. And you know Shinsou is terrified to, and- too careful, even." Monoma said, fake calm with anger underneath it. "I have a pack too, you know. I know how the anger is, and the protective instinct. But I have no reason to."
Shinsou looked up a few moments before Denki came into the room, puffing unconsciously as most alphas did around their crushes. "Kaminari. Did you take your medicine?" Shinsou asked kindly, pulling out the chair next to his.
Denki smiles brightly, the tension in the room melting away as the omega came back into view. His hands still shook for now but he nodded as he sank into the chair. "Yeah. Just need it to kick in now, where's Sero? He never misses an opportunity for Bakugo's cooking!" He no longer had patches on, though he paused. "Oh...do you mind me not wearing patches? I can put them back on if it makes you guys uncomfy?"
Kirishima chuckles softly, the sharpness seeming to have drained away, especially when Kaminari returned, this time without patches, his sweet scent making the room more inviting.
"Last I heard, he was studying with Four-Eyes." Bakugou grumbled, sitting across from Denki and next to Kirishima. "But he's never late to anything either, so I dunno. Maybe they're really into their math problems." The explosive blonde chuckled with a wink. "I think the only one here who'd mind is Eyebags there."
Shinsou gave him a sharp glare. "Why would I care that Kaminari is comfortable in his own dorm? Momo-Yao isn't wearing any, and I didn't care then. I'm not some man whore who can't control himself around an omega." He pointed out more harshly, rather unlike his usual lazy tone, before digging into his food pointedly.
"Shinsou-kun, language! Eri-chan is here! Also, hello, classmates. It's good to see you all." Iida smiled as he came into the room. His hair and clothes were a little bit ruffled, and his cheeks were a bit red- but other than that he was his usual stern self.
Sero chuckles softly as he walks into the room, hair tied up to keep it away from his face. "You know I'd never miss the opportunity for Bakugou's food." He responds lazily.
Denki looked surprised at Hitoshi's sudden snapping, his gaze trailing the other people in the room. "Did I... Miss something...?" He questions with wide eyes.
Bakugou looked between Sero and Iida curiously, his eyebrows furrowed. He subtly tilted his head towards their class president, raising his eyebrows slightly at Sero. Did you fuck him? He knew Kirishima and Ashido, at least, would notice their silent conversation.
Shinsou ruffled his hair affectionately. "Bakugou is implying I'll go feral if I smell you because I'm an alpha. Not like we're usually in our rooms patchless or anything when we hang out." He rolled his eyes slightly at Kirishima.
Kaminari sighs softly before glancing at Bakugou. "Bakugou! I told you to stop bothering my friends! I'm nothing to go feral over." He scolds his tail flicking behind his chair.
Sero smirks, making a quick gesture like Other way around! While glancing at Iida in a proud manner, like he'd corrupted the other man. His little purrs were soft, however pleased.
"You absolutely are, Dunce Face. You're a pretty blonde omega, you're a twink, a hero, you have a nice ass. Shut the fuck up with that shit." He gruffed at him with annoyance and love. "That's why we protect you so much, idiot." But seeing his friend's gesture, he bit down a smirk, making a quick fuck yeah! gesture.
Iida was eating and seemed not to notice their conversation, or notice that they had been caught by Katsuki. He was talking to Ochako, and seemed enraptured by everything the girl said, his eyes wide and bright as he watched her.
Sero noticed Iida's bright gaze and found his gaze softening. So he liked the girl, who was he to judge or say no. They'd discuss his little crush a bit later- For now he chose to target Denki. "Yeah Denks. People are always after that sweet ass, someone's gotta have your back."
Denki huffed loudly, seeming genuinely flustered and maybe even frustrated. "But you're supposed to trust me to make my own decisions. They're my friends and they're not going to hurt me. I trust them, and I trust you guys, but for real- stop bullying the boys I bring home." He comments glancing apologetically at Shinsou and Monoma.
"We trust you, dummy, but not some strange alpha you bring home. Monoma-kun's fine though, what's he gonna do to you?" Mina commented with a light chuckle. "We have to bully them a lil' bit. Break them in for your bratty ass."
Monoma had finished his food, and stood quickly. "I'm probably- gonna get back to my dorm so I can get out of your hair." He gave a nervous chuckle, hoping they wouldn't notice the pain in his voice. "Goodnight then, Kaminari." He gave a little polite bow, moving to rinse his plate and put it in the dishwasher.
Shinsou looked up, confused by the sudden distress he sensed from his friend. "Monoma, wait." He turned and got up to follow his friend. "What happened?" He mumbled, holding Monoma's arms gently as they stood in the kitchen.
"We can talk about it later. I need to get back to my dorm right now." Monoma muttered, staring at the wall behind Shinsou. "Tell Kaminari I'm sorry to leave so soon."
Denki looked upset before he looks between all his friends, a bit of anger bubbling in his throat. "What is that supposed to mean, Mina? Because he's an omega? Because he's like me? That wasn't fair. Neither was suggesting Shinsou can't control himself. I'm disappointed in you." He states, getting up from the table. "I'm not hungry anymore." He turns and walks into the kitchen to dump his plate, a look of shame crossing his face as he spots Shinsou and Monoma. "I...I apologize for their behavior Monoma....I'll let you get back to your dorm...I'm off to my room" He mumbles almost...sadly. His chest hurt a bit walking away from them, his shoulders sagging as his hands trembled in his pockets.
Monoma turned to him, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "K-kaminari, wait, um..." He reached for Denki and gently clasped his shoulder, taking a shaky breath. "Can I come with you...? Just-" He took another breath. "I want to be around you right now..."
Shinsou gently rubbed Monoma's shoulders. "I wanna be with both of you right now. Please, Kami?" He gave a tiny smile, the first time he'd used a nickname for him.
Denki flushed a bit at the question, however he nodded without hesitation. "Yeah, of course. Come on, we can go hide out in there. I'll write a fuck off note too, I don't want to look at them right now." He grunts, gently leading them up to his room, once inside he left a note on the door telling everyone to screw off, though didn't lock it, not wanting to make the other boys uncomfortable. "There. They know better than to invade my room without permission." He grumbles softly.
Monoma sat on the floor, tugging out his handkerchief and rubbing at his eyes with it. "Um... I've been feeling something odd recently." He admitted softly. "It's a little bit personal, and it's about my... Privates, in some regard. But in a similar way as being trans is about your privates. Can I... Can we talk about it, Kaminari?"
Shinsou flopped into Denki's beanbag, silent as he waited for Denki and Monoma to speak again.
Denki nodded immediately, not seeming to mind the personal topic. "Of course! I've never shied away when someone needs to talk. No matter how embarrassed they feel." He admits softly, a gentle smile on his face.
"I'm an alpha." He started. "Obviously, I am physically an omega. But I don't feel like one. Outside of heat, I have no interest in penetration... but I- um, I've used a strap on, and that-" He blushed lightly at the memory of his best friend, underneath him and moaning on his dick. "Um... that helped me. A lot. And I feel like I should have a... a knot. And a penis." He hadn't yet admitted to Denki he was trans, though they'd been lightly flirting for weeks and friends for longer. He flushed nervously as he waited for Denki's response, worried he'd be rejected-
Denki seemed to mull this for a moment before his voice came out small, and almost nervous. "Have...have you thought about studding...? Ya know...getting your body to...become like an Alpha's? So you can be...you, but for real?" He cocks his head a bit, seeming genuinely curious and even concerned. "I know how...hard living in the wrong body can be. If I can help at all, just let me know."
"I, um... I'm not close enough to any of my Omega friends to ask that of them... I wouldn't want to pressure them, you know?" Monoma had started readjusting his clothes nervously, brushing off his jacket and adjusting the folds of his collar.
Denki went quiet a minute, before he glanced at Hitoshi, worrying his lip. He had to say it. "If...if you wanted, I'd help you. I...understand your struggle, from a slightly different view but it's not fair for you to feel... Stuck. So...if you ever wanted, or felt comfortable, I could... I would help" His cheeks flushed a bit as he made the offer, unsure how Monoma would respond to it.
Monoma flushed brightly, messing with his sleeves. "Y-you would? That's really sweet of you, Kaminari. I- um, I might take you up on that, if you're actually comfortable with it." He smiled up at Denki, nervous and full of hope.
His cheeks flushed after the admittance. Though he nodded a bit, and chose his words carefully. "No one deserves to...to go through that pain. Ever. I'd be happy- I mean- I'd help. If you ever, felt so inclined or um wanted to or whatnot-" His words grew awkward as he thought mildly about baring back on Mo- He cut his thoughts off, blushing a bit deeper. "I'd be comfortable." He added simply.
"Y-yes, I want to. Maybe we could- do it tonight? If you... didn't have any plans?" He looked up hopefully, smiling softly as he twisted his ring.
Shinsou had felt and smelled the tension rising in the room, swallowing and shifting uncomfortably as he watched the two talk about it. Are they just... going to let me stay here while this happens...? Let me watch Neito fuck Denki into the mattress, and I know how rough he gives it- He knows how to hit the good spots, so Denki is gonna get noisy, and wet, and he's going to smell so good... He's mean, and he knows just what to say with everyone he fucks, somehow... I saw him do it to Kendo, and she squirted everywhere... My hindbrain is going to lose it- Shit, I have to stop imagining that or I'll get fully hard- He squirmed to hide his problem under his jacket.
Denki smiles a sweet smile. "Tonight works!" He chirps, giving a stimming wiggle, though his eyes flicked to Hitoshi, his cheeks darkening a bit. "Are you alright, Shinsou? You seem...uncomfy? Do we need to change topics or um... We can discuss it more later in private!" He seemed unsure with Hitoshi squirming uncomfortably beside them. He looked worried and maybe even nervous that they'd made his other crush friend uncomfortable with the discussion of studding Monoma.
Neito flicked his eyes to Shinsou, smirking as he realized his dilemma. "No, honey, Hitoshi isn't uncomfortable. Care to tell him what you're actually feeling?" He crooned.
Shinsou flushed with embarrassment. "Two very pretty people who I am attracted to are talking about sex, so. I am. Uh... Interested? And so is my body?" He rubbed his neck with a nervous chuff, his pale cheeks easily showing his blushing.
Denki took a moment to understand the situation. His face going from furrowed eyebrows to wide eyed and flustered. "Y-you're attracted to me...? I mean I knew you and Monoma were a thing, but I thought that was exclusive! I didn't think- I thought- I wasn't sure you guys would-" He couldn't find a way to end his sentences, his mind racing. Oh Gods...imagine if they both decided I was worth their time and love...if both of them decided they wanted me? I don't think I'd be walking for a while...but it sounds so...well like a dream. A perfect dream! Caught between two gorgeous powerful alphas- He cut his thoughts off, realizing he'd zoned out with deep red cheeks. "Thank the Gods... I was terrified we'd made you feel uncomfortable, and I couldn't... I never want that, the thought of it makes my stomach churn." Denki admitted softly.
"Exclusive?!" Neito barked out a laugh, giggling at Denki. "Honey, we aren't even dating, he hasn't asked me out. He's my friend, we're really good friends, and we have sex a lot. But we definitely aren't exclusive." He giggled again. "Exclusive. In the past week I've had sex with three people, including him. Last week I had sex with four people."
Shinsou blushed, huffing with embarrassment. "We do act like a couple sometimes, that's true, but Neito is right that we aren't dating. We're flirting, more than anything. Anyway... should I leave, so you can do your thing in peace? Or do you want me to... To stay?" His voice had dropped a bit, nervousness and arousal filling his scent in equal measure.
Denki's cheeks raged bright red before he mumbles. "If...if you want to stay I'm not..I won't tell you to leave. I mean- I-I don't mind you staying, if you want to stay I mean." Now he seemed flustered like a middle school boy, he couldn't get his heart or belly to calm down. These are two very attractive men, both staring me down like I'm their next chosen meal. Am I slicking? He took a moment to focus before he squirmed a bit, his own arousal dripping off him. Yep. Definitely slicking. Fuck they're so damn hot- I can't believe they're both in my room talking about having sex. Talking about having sex with me- This is....I'm in so much trouble-
Shinsou stood up then, approaching him. He gently grabbed Denki's waist, dipping his head down to kiss his friend's neck. "You... Taste really good, do you know that?" He murmured low into his ear.
Neito moved behind Denki instead, tugging his friend's hips back against his own. He licked a stripe over Denki's other scent gland, up his neck and nibbling behind his ear. "Hm. Hitoshi is right. You do taste good." He purred into his ear. "I'll be nice and let him have your slick first, only because I know how good he is with his tongue. But in return, you have to be just as nice to me, okay?" He reached around to tease Denki's cock through his pants, licking the back of his neck.
He whimpers, falling victim to their touch, not that he was complaining about it. In fact, he moaned softly, his eyelids fluttering closed. He nods a little, fighting to focus on Monoma's words. "I-I can be nice." He whispers out, squirming a bit under their attention and touch.
"I know you can, pretty thing. I hear you're good with your tongue, too, so I'm gonna test that. You're gonna eat me out while Hitoshi eats you out, and once you come, I'll get to fill you up." He purred. "Can you strip for me while I strip for you, kitten?" He murmured.
The pet name sent a shiver down his spine, along with a whimper, his head nodding eagerly. When the others pulled away from him he quickly shed his shirt, struggling out of his pants, and finally out of his boxers. He shivered as the cold kissed his skin, his pupils dilating quickly.
Neito makes a show of stripping off his clothes, slowly unbuttoning his jacket and his shirt. He shrugs them off his shoulders, and tugs off his binder. He scoops up Denki's old shirt, throwing it on before unbuckling his belt and dropping his pants. He pushed his clothes away, turning to watch Hitoshi strip. He pushed himself up to Denki's back, starting to tease his nipples and hips.
Hitoshi's breath hitched as Neito started to tease his other crush. He started with his belt, loosening and dropping his pants and boxers to free his aching cock. He tugged his shirt off quickly, before moving forward to kiss Denki fiercely. "You're so handsome..."
Denki squeaked into Hitoshi's kiss, his cheeks burning. He moaned as Neito began to play with and tease his skin, the pale scars across his chest easily felt beneath Neito's hands. Denki looked a bit surprised, and very aroused as his crushes got naked in front of him, little whimpers drawn from his throat.
Hitoshi was just as gentle, his fingers winding through Denki's hair. He tugged at it, gently pushing him back towards the bed.
Neito lay down first, and Hitoshi positioned Denki with his head between Neito's thighs and then put himself between Denki's. He licked up the omega's thighs, gathering the slick there and purring as he tasted it. "You taste so good. So wanting and aroused... Fuck-" He buried his face back between Denki's thighs to devour him.
Neito took over tugging Denki's hair, pulling him down into his own cunt. "Come on, baby, show me how good you are. Hm?"
Denki let put a gasping moan as Hitoshi dove in to have at his slick buffet. He whined softly as Neito pulled his hair, his eyes half lidded as he let himself be guided to Neito's hole. He took a deep breath, the smell alone seeming to intoxicate him. He leaned in, exposing himself more to Hitoshi. He delved in, kitten licking Neito's exposed clit, the taste driving him wild. He let out a moan as he took Neito's cock into his mouth, sucking on it happily.
"Mm! Fuck, Kami-" Neito tangled his free hand into his lover's hair. "Such a good kitten..." He groaned with pleasure, gritting his teeth against a loud moan that threatened to escape him.
Hitoshi tugged his hips up, making sure not to pull him away from Neito's clit- just enough he could delve his tongue fully into Denki's cunt, drowning himself in the slick as he tongue fucked his friend.
Denki keened, being manhandled a bit by Hitoshi, while being tugged at and pet named by Neito made him leak even more, slick easily coating Hitoshi's tongue, while moans fell onto Neito's poor cock, his sloppy sucking remaining eager and excited. He kept up the work, occasionally leaving his tongue from Neito's hole, back to his cock.
Hitoshi gently rubbed Denki's cock as he sloppily tongue-fucked his hole, moaning softly at the taste and purring. He had always loved the taste of slick, but Denki's was so much better than anyone else's. His alpha brain was going crazy at Denki's moans, knowing they were caused by him.
"Aw, pet, I know. You're so excited for cock, huh? Such a good kitty." Neito crooned, guiding Denki down to suck harder. Denki was the only one who might notice, but Neito's cock had started growing at the sight of his crush sucking him off.
He whined loudly, sucking harder as more began to fill his mouth, his hole clenching down on Hitoshi's tongue. All the talk from Neito was driving him wild, like the other knew exactly how to push his buttons. He moans louder, baring back his hips as he sucked with more vigor.
Neito couldn't fight down the shaky moan at feeling the back of Denki's mouth touch the tip of his cock. "D-denki, Denki, fuck- ah! That's- ngh- kitten, you're so good." His head fell back against the headboard as he let out a groan. He tugged at his hair encouragingly.
Hitoshi set Denki back down on his knees, sliding two fingers into him and taking his cock into his mouth instead of just licking his cunt. He tugged at Denki's hips once he'd gotten all the way down, trying to make Denki fuck his face. He moaned around his cock, laving his tongue over it.
He squeaked, his hips arching down and closer to Hitoshi, his moans growing louder. Neito's finger in his hair and touching his ears only made him more wet as thick fingers invaded his sopping heat. He desperately chased his own finish while sucking harder on Neito, the pit in his belly growing quickly.
Hitoshi added another finger and fucked them into Denki roughly, curling his fingers to search for the omega's sweet spot. He groaned into his throat as he tasted the first bits of pre, sloppily continuing to swallow his cock down. His free hand came up to squeeze the omega's hip, encouraging him to keep going.
Neito whimpered out curses as he focused his gaze once more on Denki, rutting his hips up towards the omega's wet mouth. "Nn... Fuck, your mouth feels so good..."
Denki's toes curled as Hitoshi added another finger, his eyes fluttering fully closed, his face darkly flushed. He moans loudly, trying to tempt Neito into bucking up again, while he clenched around Hitoshi's fingers. He squeals as Hitoshi's fingers brush his spot, a splutter of pre falling onto the Alpha's tongue. His hips stuttered forward with a loud whining moan, his sucking growing harder.
As Hitoshi tasted more of the pre, he fucked his fingers roughly into that spot, trying to make Denki cum all over his fingers. He moaned into Denki's cock, deepthroating it and swallowing around him. He wanted Denki to cum in his mouth.
Neito realized what Denki wanted, grabbing a fistful of his hair and thrusting up into his mouth. He continued with the sloppy thrusting, chasing his own pleasure just as much as his partner's. "You know, I don't think I've ever seen Hitoshi so turned on before. And I've seen him suck a lot of dick. He must really like your little cunt, Denki." Neito commented as he saw the Alpha's dick standing straight up, leaking just a little and the tip flushed an angry red. Hitoshi couldn't speak around the dick in his mouth, and instead just flipped Neito off as he continued to work.
Between Hitoshi's attack on his most sensitive spots, and Neito's words, he couldn't dream of trying to hold it back. He let out a loud moan around Neito's cock, right as his come spilled down Hitoshi's throat, his cunt spasming around the Alpha's fingers. His back arched as he whined again, his hindbrain deciding it was not satiated with this attempt, but rather, more eager for Neito and Hitoshi. Fingers weren't enough to settle his hindbrain.
Neito hadn't cum yet, and decided he would wait. He tugged Denki off of him by the hair, none too gently. "Let me fuck your cunt. Hitoshi can trade with me and use your little mouth. Or maybe he can use your ass instead. Whatever you want, hm?" Gently, he cupped Denki's chin, tucking his hair back.
Saliva connected his mouth to Neito's newly emerged cock, drool dripping down the side of his mouth. He looks up, a bit dazed before purring softly. "I'm sure our big boy has a preference?" He muses in a somewhat slurred tone, that could happen when your jaw ached a bit from sucking cock, however he did look pleased with himself. "What are you craving, big boy?" He crooned.
Hitoshi looked a bit startled to be asked, violet eyes widening with surprise. "U-um... whatever you let me do? It's your body, not mine. I'll give you whatever you want." He gave an awkward smile.
Neito rolled his eyes, sitting up and dragging Hitoshi up with him. "Listen, stupid Alpha. He's telling you to pick because he wants you to control him. He wants to be told what to do, do you understand? He's a little bitch, he's an omega, and he wants his Alpha to just take what he wants. So take it from him." Neito informed him bluntly.
Hitoshi blinked a few times with shock, his cheeks dark red. "Um- uh, yeah, okay." He rubbed his neck, settling against the pillows where Neito had been before. "Denki, come and get on all fours for me, around my legs. I'll prep your ass, and then I'll have you lay on my chest while Neito takes what he wants. Okay?"
Denki's cheeks flushed deeply as he did what he was commanded, getting onto all fours, his ass lifting a bit with anticipation. He glances up at Neito with wide, eager eyes. Once he spotted Hitoshi's cock standing at attention, he inhaled sharply, his eyes widening further.
Hitoshi covered his finger with lube, stretching Denki out slowly as he slid it into his tight hole. Feeling how tight the omega was around his finger made Hitoshi's cock twitch, and he swallowed down a little moan.
Neito waited patiently while Hitoshi stretched Denki out, absently tugging at his cock as he wwatchedthe omega intently. "You're very pretty like this, Denki. You look very fuckable, and I can't wait to ruin you. You're a cute little whore." Neito purred, his eyes half lidded with arousal.
Denki felt his breath come out a bit short, his body giving a little shiver, a bit of drool leaking from his mouth. He moans as the finger invades his hole. "F-Fuck..." He whined, his hands tangling in the sheets. He needed to keep his head a bit longer... He needed to focus!
Hitoshi stretched him out with a second finger, taking his sweet time as he savored Denki's noises and growing need. He let out a guttural alpha purr, teasing Denki's cock as he fingerfucked him open. "Mm..." He added a third one, dragging his fingers over Denki's g-spot before pulling away from it.
He squeaks as fingers brush his sweet spot, his eyes shot wider his jaw dropping open a bit. He squirmed whining a bit louder. "A-Alpha!" He digs his hands deeper into the sheets his nails tearing into the fabric beneath him. "F-fuck, ah!"
Hitoshi grinned then. There was something feral showing itself as he flipped Denki onto his back. He held Denki's hips up easily, his strength training paying off as he slid Denki down onto his cock carefully. "There you go, pretty thing. Nice 'n full. But you aren't really stuffed, are you? Not yet. Neito will fix that, though."
He let loose a high pitched moan as he was slid down onto the purple haired Alpha like a toy. His cheeks flushed heavily, his eyes dazing slightly as he glanced up at Neito. He seemed a bit unfocused, however slick dripped from his empty, waiting cunt onto Hitoshi, a little whimper escaping his throat.
Neito took his cue, moving up to kneel between Denki's thighs. He slowly slid his cock into the omega's slick little cunt, moaning shakily at the tight heat of it. "Fuck, Denki, you're so tight-" He groaned. He was careful as he bottomed out, savoring the first time he got to slide his dick into a waiting hole.
His jaw went slack as he was stretched by two alphas at once, his holes clenching with need and eagerness. "Holy sh-shit...s-so big. So f-full..." He whines, squirming a bit. He could feel them both deep in him, it made his tongue lull a bit from the corner of his mouth.
Hitoshi wrapped his arms around Denki's front, squeezing him in a tight hug. "That was the point, pretty thing. I love you." He mumbled into his ear, reaching up to fondle and play with cute little omega tits.
Neito grinned, his hand pressing down against the bulge in Denki's stomach admiringly. He gave a short little thrust, moaning softly and biting his lip at the intense feeling.
"Do you like it, omega? Being stuffed full of cock?" Neito crooned, tracing a finger over his stomach. He was patient, and he wanted Denki to be able to savor the feeling of fullness as much as he savored filling his omega. "It sure seems like you do. You clench whenever I touch my own cock through your stomach." He pressed down on the bulge, giving a few little thrusts to emphasize his point.
He moans loudly, his back arching, which was a bit difficult considering he was on top of Hitoshi. It made him whine again, feeling the other shift inside him. "Y-Yes, alpha!" He cries out, feeling tears prick his eyes. The pleasure was so much, it felt so so good.
Hitoshi bucked his hips up a bit as Denki cried out, letting out a shaky breath. "Shit, you're so hot, Denks..." He breathed out, nipping and licking over his untouched scent glands.
Neito purred at his needy whimpers, pinning his hips down and starting to fuck him properly. He thrusted shallowly at first, trying not to overwhelm or hurt his mate. "Tell me when I hit your spot, baby. Okay? I want to abuse it. I want you to cum the hardest you've ever come in your life on my cock." He admits in a low growl, usually perfect blonde hair hanging into his face. "Not that that'll be too hard. You probably haven't taken two cocks before, have you?"
He shakes his head a bit in response, admitting that no, he had not. He gasped as his hips were pinned, his mouth dropping open as Hitoshi teased his scent glands. He squirmed for a moment, only for his eyes to roll back when Neito brushed that bundle of nerves. "A-Ah! Th-There!" He gasps, struggling to form words now.
Neito grinned, pushing him up into a mating press and fucking into his spot hard. "Cute little omega. Split open on two cocks, taking it so well. Such a pretty little cum slut, huh?" He growled in his chest, letting out a proud gruff at his handiwork.
Hitoshi picked up his own teasing, grinding up into Denki's g-spot and biting as roughly as he could into his scent glands without breaking skin. He gripped into Denki's scent gland like that, growling deeply into it.
He could hardly make a noise beside the little squeaks and gasps that were punched from his lungs with every thrust. He knew he couldn't last long like this, his hands moving up to grasps at and claw at Neito's shoulders, looking for anything to hold onto as he was fucked stupid. He couldn't get his eyes to focus. He could hardly think of anything besides the alphas buried in either of his holes, his slick gushing out around Neito's cock smearing down onto Hitoshi's as well. His walls clamped down as he careened towards the edge, so close to cumming around them both.
"It's okay, kitten, you can cum yourself stupid on my cock. I'll fuck you through it. But we aren't done 'till you're filled up with two knots and stuffed with cum." Neito crooned, leaning down to kiss his head before getting back to his bruising thrusts. "It's okay, kitten. Let it out, I got you."
He let out a strangled scream, his back arching, which only exposed himself to deeper thrusts. His orgasm ripped through his frame. He squirted all over the two alphas, his eyes rolling back- now he was slipping into oversensitivity. He didn't want to stop, though!! He wanted their knots! He wanted to feel them flood him with their cum! He was thrilled with the feeling and thought.
Hitoshi's eyes rolled back feeling Denki squirt down his thighs, clamp down on his knot- he gave a few short thrusts, his knot catching as he stuffed the poor omega with come. He fell back into the mattress, panting with exertion. His knot throbbed as it held tight inside the omega's hole.
Seeing them both come finally did Neito in. He had been trying so hard to savor the feeling, to edge himself inside Denki's cunt. But he couldn't hold back seeing Shinsou's eyes rolling up, hearing Denki wail so pretty for him!! He felt his knot swell up, his cock jerking as it spilled deep inside his omega's womb. He whined, nuzzling into Denki's neck.
"This means we're dating now, right?" Denki commented, letting out a contented sigh.
Shinsou purred at the thought. "You know it. Gotta take care of my baby mama." He teased, nipping Denki's neck.
"Mm. But Kendo will be so disappointed." Monoma sighed, but he was grinning into Denki's neck, stifling giggles.
"I'll fight her for exclusive rights to that dick." Kaminari said through a giggle.
"Mm, I know, sweetheart. You'd probably win, too." Monoma agreed. "But you don't have to. I'm all yours."