Author's Note:
Hey, guys, just wanted to say that this one is sPicY, especially starting out. But yeah, fair warning, I'd classify this as lime for some more *cough cough* sexual elements and references (｡•ิ‿ •ิ〃). It's not straight-up lemon, though, so we can all be pure children of Jesus (mostly). BTW they're in their third year (so you're legal).
AnYwAy, Kiribaku x fem reader, I enjoyed writing it, I hope you enjoy reading it, and yeah that's about it.
We still made it hella wholesome tho, don't let the beginning fool you. Y'all should know me by now.
Enjoy, because I love you,
-Sugar
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You panted, falling back onto Eijirou's chest. Katsuki pulled out of you, locking his lips onto yours in a final, sensuous kiss. Eijirou tightened his grip around your waist, pressing your hot, sweaty body to his own.
Katsuki flopped down beside the two of you on Kirishima's bed, breaths still ragged from the events that had just ensued. Your homework lay on the floor along with your clothes, both discarded and long forgotten. Needless to say, your study date at your boyfriend's house had taken an unexpected turn.
Eijirou planted a kiss at the meeting of your neck and shoulder, soothing a bite he had given you minutes before. He then turned your head and guided your lips to his, slowly moving his mouth against you.
When you were done, you noticed Bakugou watching the two of you, a longing look on his face before he realized what he was doing. When he saw you looking at him, his face fell back into its usual scowl. He sat up, kicking his legs over the side of the bed to go find his boxers.
Kirishima still had his eyes on you, holding your naked body flush against his. "That was amazing, didn't you think, babe?"
You tore your eyes from Katsuki, meeting the red ones of your beloved. You grinned, processing what he'd just said. "Yeah, it was."
"What did you think, bro?"
The man in question had plopped himself into the chair at Eijirou's desk, still shirtless as he stared down at a page in his notebook. He remained silent, keeping his back to the two of you.
You met Kirishima's eyes again, honestly not too surprised by the behavior of your mutual best friend.
The three of you were currently alone, Eijirou's parents having left town for the weekend. He had decided to invite you and Bakugou over so you could all spend some time together studying and doing homework as friends.
Life hadn't played out according to plan.
You made a move to stand and possibly find a stray t-shirt when your legs wobbled and gave out from under you.
"Woah, there," Eijirou caught you before you could hit the floor. "I guess we were a little too much for you, hmm?"
"Maybe," you breathed out a little laugh, slightly embarrassed.
You allowed the redhead to pull you back onto the sheets. He pressed another kiss to your temple. "I've got it, babe. Don't worry." He stood and located his boxers and sweats, sliding into them before opening his door to go to the bathroom for some towels.
You were now alone with Katsuki. The silence between the two of you made you squirm in your spot on the bed.
"Did you have fun?" you asked, unable to take it.
Katsuki grunted, just sitting in Kirishima's chair.
"We could do it again sometime, it's up to you. I'm sure Kiri wouldn't mind."
Bakugou continued to refuse to talk, putting his head in his hands. You began to worry. Maybe you all had gone a little too far. You moved to get off the bed to walk over to him, but Kirishima walked in first.
He cleared the distance between the door and his bed, setting to work on wiping the sin off your body with a warm wet towel. It was times like these when he was most affectionate, pressing his forehead against yours as he worked, occasionally giving you little kisses on your face and chest.
Once he was satisfied that you were all cleaned up, he walked to his closet and pulled out one of his shirts for you to wear. He knew you liked wearing his clothes. He had given up protesting against your thievery months ago, deciding that, when it came to his tees and hoodies, what had been his was now the both of yours.
He helped you pull it over your head and picked up your panties that had been flung to the floor. Your boyfriend steadied you as you stood, helping you keep your balance as you slipped back into your underwear.
This whole ordeal had become more or less a routine for the two of you. Now all that was left were the cuddles. Eijirou got into his bed and pulled your back up against his bare chest.
You were unable to take your eyes off the blond sitting across the room from you, still hunkering silently. You could see he had been watching you both, stealing glances every now and then over his shoulder. You couldn't take it, seeing him alone like that while you were snuggled up against your boyfriend.
Before you could speak, however, the redhead behind you spoke up. "Oi, Bakugou! Get over here!"
Bakugou finally turned, scowling at the two of you. "Why would I do that?"
"You must be pretty tired after all that," you said. "It's nice to relax for a bit after."
"Yeah, man," Kirishima agreed. "Besides, you're our friend!"
You couldn't help but notice Bakugou wince at Kirishima's words. Even you cringed.
As much as you loved Eijiro, you had to admit that he could be pretty oblivious at times. Even before you'd started dating, how had he not seen the way Bakugou looked at him? The way he threw those same looks at you? How had it slipped his notice that, even after he'd asked you out, Bakugou had been more silent around the two of you?
It was almost a curse to be so aware. You loved Kirishima so much, but, deep down, there had always been something in your heart for the explosive blond too. You'd always tried to ignore it for Eijirou's sake, brushing these intrusive feelings to the side. But when your opportunity had arisen this particular afternoon, you couldn't help but let everything loose.
"Please, Katsuki?" you begged. "For just a little bit?"
The boy grumbled and sighed, finally lifting himself from his chair. He shuffled over to the side of the bed, looking down at you snuggled up in Kirishima's arms.
"What are you waiting for?" You heard the smile in Kirishima's voice.
Bakugou had his thumbs jabbed into the waistband of his briefs, currently bereft of pockets. You watched his eyes as they went from angry to pained.
"What are we?" he finally said, his voice barely a whisper.
"Huh?" Kirishima's voice sounded behind your ear.
"What is this?" Katsuki kept going, his voice raised slightly. "I'm not butting into your relationship! If we're still just friends after all that, then—then . . . ." He trailed off, unable to finish his sentence.
You sat up, removing Kirishima's arms from around you. "Do you like me, Katsuki?" you asked. "Do you like the both of us?"
The blond bit his lip, his eyes cast down to his bare feet. ". . . yes," he finally choked out, confirming what you'd been suspecting for the past several months.
You stood up and caressed his cheek, it having been long enough for you to be able to stand pretty soundly. Your heart melted at the way Bakugou leaned his face into your hand, reaching up his own to place on top of yours. His red eyes bored into yours, intense with longing.
You turned to Kirishima, who had sat up behind you as well, a pensive look now on his face. "What do you say, Eiji?" you asked.
He looked to you, then at Bakugou. "You like me?" he asked.
Bakugou frowned. "Don't make me say it twice."
Eijirou swallowed and scratched at the back of his neck. "I have to admit, I kinda like you too." He glanced at your face, almost nervous over your reaction.
"So what I'm getting," you began, rolling the situation over in your mind, "is that we all like each other."
A sigh of relief escaped from the two boys from your confirmation of your feelings.
"So does that mean . . . ?" Kirishima began.
"I wouldn't be opposed to it," you said.
"You're going to let me in?" Bakugou asked, almost incredulous. It was too good to be true. He'd fantasized about it for months, but never brought it up in fear it would jeopardize your relationship.
"Of course." You gave him one of your warmest smiles. You sat back down on the bed, pulling him in by his hand. He cautiously knelt next to you, his movements small and uncharacteristically careful, as though if he moved too fast he'd be rocketed out of a dream and you and Kirishima would disappear.
He crawled over to Eijirou, both of them glancing at you. You nodded, and the two of them collided, lips hungrily moving against each other. You watched as the boys kissed, almost feeling guilty that you had been holding them back from being together all this time. When they were done, they turned their attention back on you.
Kirishima crooked his finger at you, motioning for you to get closer to them. You obliged, letting him capture you in a tight hug from behind while Bakugou attacked your lips in front, relishing in the delicious sensation of you finally, finally being pressed against him in this new context.
You wrapped your arms around him and he stiffened a bit, unused to the contact. You leaned back, signaling to Kirishima what to do. He fell back onto his pillow, pulling you down with him while you pulled Bakugou with yourself. You landed in a sort of heap, you and Kirishima giggling while Bakugou half-heartedly protested.
"We still haven't done the mandatory after-sex cuddles!" Kirishima said.
"Yeah, and now you're a part of it Katsuki!"
"You're both ridiculous!" Bakugou said, but you could see him fighting back a smile.
You turned, releasing your grip and allowing Bakugou to roll off you. Kirishima pulled you against him again, reassuming the position you had held earlier. Katsuki turned over to face you and you pulled him in. Today was for a lot of firsts, and now you were snuggling up against Bakugou. He was nice and warm, and you couldn't help but notice his heavy scent of burning caramel. You had smelled it before, and honestly, it was part of the reason why you had become so attracted to him in the first place, imagining what it would be like to taste him. You buried your face into the crook of his neck and inhaled deeply, reveling in his presence.
The three of you laid there for over an hour, hugging, talking, kissing, even getting up and changing position every so often.
It was currently Kirishima's turn to be sandwiched, and you couldn't help but press constant rapid kisses against the back of his neck. It was rare for you to be the big spoon, so you eagerly took advantage of your position. He couldn't help but giggle at the sensation of your lips against his skin, somewhat tickling him. Katsuki decided to make it into a bit of a competition. He started pressing kisses of his own against Eijirou's chest, maintaining eye contact with you. You smirked and continued your assault, increasing your kissing pace. Kirishima started laughing, sparking the idea in you to start running your fingers along his bare sides. He started wriggling under your manipulation, laughing even harder.
"Oi, Shitty Hair, you're this ticklish?" Bakugou asked, smirking at your now mutual boyfriend.
"It's not fair," the redhead wheezed. "She knows my weak spots."
Bakugou decided to take it upon himself to learn Kirishima's weak spots too. Still grinning, he experimentally ran a finger from the redhead's chest down to his abs. Eijirou doubled over, only prompting Katsuki to repeat the action, only this time faster. Kirishima's peels of laughter rang through the room, mixing with your own giggles. Katsuki moved his other hand up to tickle him properly; you ghosting your fingertips over the redhead's back, him taking care of Eijirou's front.
"Nooo!" He tried to take his revenge on Bakugou, but the blond was determined to keep himself composed. Eventually, Eijirou gave up on trying to tickle Bakugou back, instead flipping over to face you. He grabbed you, pulling you into a tight hug. Your arms flailed for a bit, trying to get back to what you had been doing, but it was no use.
Bakugou pushed himself against Kirishima's back, draping his arm over both him and you. For the first time, everything felt right. Bakugou knew that he could trust the two of you, and he couldn't ask for anything more than being with you both. He was already excited for your new life together, anticipating how the relationship would work out. He buried his nose into Kirishima's hair. He liked the way it smelled; a little chemically from the dye mixed with his coconut-scented shampoo.
He heard you kiss Kirishima on the lips, and he waited patiently before Kirishima could turn around and he could receive a kiss of his own. Once that was done, Bakugou propped himself on his forearm and you did the same, leaning over Kirishima to connect your lips to his.
There was no doubt about it, the three of you were perfect for each other. None of you could wait to live out your beautiful fantasy of you all being happily in love.
Pressed up snugly against each other, the three of you drifted off to sleep, one by one. There was nothing warmer than the feeling of being so whole, now that everyone knew each others' little secrets.
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Author's Note:
Ya see, wholesome, if I do say so myself. Also why do both of my poly ones end in tickles?
You know I like writing limes and such, so go ahead and send me some requests. I primarily want to stick to the boys I have out right now (Izuku, Shouto, Katsuki, Eijirou, Hitoshi and Tamaki), but if y'all really want someone else, I will try to deliver.
Now that you know what I get up to at three AM, I'm gonna go.
I have no idea what I'm gonna write next but whatever it ends up being I'm excited.
See ya,
-Sugar