What Is My Body For?

by orphan_account

Summary:

DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

!!!THIS FIC CONTAINS: SHOTACON, UNDERAGE SEX, AND STATUTORY RAPE. NOBODY IS MAKING YOU READ IT, NOBODY IS ASKING FOR YOUR OPINION, NOBODY WANTS YOU TO READ CONTENT THAT YOU FIND TRIGGERING. THIS IS YOUR OPPORTUNITY TO SCROLL AWAY IF THIS IS NOT CONTENT YOU WANT TO READ.

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Sick in the hospital, Eijirou forms a close attachment to his doctor and nurse. Deeply unethical behavior ensues.

Notes:

DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

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Chapter 1

In a small, local hospital, nestled in the city between rows and rows of skyscrapers, there is a room. It's nothing fancy, with its fake wood flooring and stark white walls. The fluorescent lights flicker every so often, so the lamp in the corner is used most nights, when the sun has set and no longer pours in through the wide windows. A mirror sits in the corner, and a large, comfortable chair sits next to a hospital bed. It smells stale, as hospitals often do, like sanitizer and clean, scentless bedsheets. It isn't much, really, but to the young boy who sits nestled in a pile of blankets on the bed, fiddling with a gameboy, it's home.

Eijirou doesn't notice the sun set, or the noise of the hospital begin to die down as patients fall asleep and nurses take their leave. He's engrossed in his game entirely when Dr. Toyomitsu walks in. The man smiles fondly at him for a moment, his Alpha scent pumping thick, calming pheremones into the room.

"Eijirou, I'm glad to see you feeling better. I hear you played in the garden today!"

Eijirou looks up, game forgotten in the sheets the moment he noticed his favorite doctor was standing at the foot of his bed.

"Yeah! And I only fell once!"

Dr. Toyomitsu, affectionately known by the patients as Fatgum, comes to sit on the side of the bed, and little Eijirou scoots closer.

"That makes me so happy, Eijirou! You're getting stronger every day. Soon you'll be able to go back to school, you know."

"Ewwww not school!"

Fatgum laughs heartily, and his belly laughs with him. It's a wonder, watching a man who feels so fully express his joy.

"What? You don't wanna start 4th grade?"

"No! I wanna stay here with you, Dr. Toyomitsu!"

Eijirou giggles and puts his hand up for a fistbump, and the doctor complies with the childish request, just to see the kid smile. Fatgum ruffles his hair and says to him, "actually, that's exactly why I came to see you, Eijirou. Now that you're getting better, I think you're ready."

Eijirou cocks his head, inquisitive red eyes glittering in the lamplight. His fluffy black hair, messy where it falls into his face, bounces with the motion.

"Ready for what, Fatgum?"

The older man smiles, "I want to teach you something, think you're up for it?"

Eijirou grins, little sharp teeth behind plush, pinkish lips. He doesn't know what Dr. Toyomitsu is going to teach him, but he trusts this man more, maybe, than even his own parents. He did save Eijirou's life, after all. He wouldn't be here without the life-saving surgery Dr. Toyomitsu gave him, and the months of treatment following it.

Fatgum stands and drags the mirror from the corner so that it sits in front of the bed. He hums happily as he stands Eijirou up too. On wobbly legs, the kid has to use Fatgum's huge hands for support.

"What now, Fatgum?"

His smile is so radiant. So trustworthy. Fatgum looks for all the world like a saint, joyful and lively as he says, with gentle intonation, "I'm going to take off your clothes, Eijirou."

Eijirou screws up his eyebrows, "why?"

The doctor brushes his fingers where Eijirou's tiny scent glands are just beginning to form, sensitive enough to make the kid shiver.

"Well I'm going to teach you about yourself, of course! I'm a doctor, after all. Nobody is more qualified than I. And it'd make me so very happy to share my knowledge with my favorite patient."

Eijirou beams. Favorite patient? Wow, Dr. Toyomitsu must think very highly of him. He nods eagerly, and doesn't protest when Fatgum starts to untie his hospital gown.

Eijirou is a small kid, a little on the thin side. As the fabric falls from his shoulders, inch by inch miles of unblemished, peachy skin is revealed. The gown falls to the floor, and Dr. Toyomitsu pushes Eijirou's panties down too.

Eijirou shivers, his pinkish nipples pebbling in the cool air. He stands entirely naked now, and Dr. Toyomitsu looks so proud. He must be doing a good job!

"What now, Doctor?"

Fatgum sits on the bed and beckons Eijirou to sit in his lap. He does, and snuggles back into the doctor's ample belly to share his warmth. Dr. Toyomitsu pulls him close, smiling at him from above his head. Eijirou looks in the mirror. He's so small compared to the doctor, but it just makes him feel safe. And whatever scent the alpha is putting out is so lovely, that Eijirou feels nothing but contentment to see himself, stark naked, in the lap of his favorite doctor.

The doctor's huge hands, covered by sterile blue gloves, gently press his legs apart to expose Eijirou's pussy. He's not grown yet, not even presented, though he'll surely be an omega. His cunt is perfect for it, small and pink, folds hiding away what is sure to be an impossibly tight little hole. Perfect for milking an alpha's knot.

Fatgum sighs happily as his massages Eijirou's thighs, hands large enough to take up nearly all the space there.

Eijirou snuggles back against his chest, comfy in the doctor's lap. He's completely relaxed here. Fatgum's large hands caress his small body, push and pull at supple flesh until Eijirou's panting without truly understanding why.

"Listen close, Eijirou, I'm going to teach you some things, okay?"

Eijirou nods and stares at himself in the mirror.

Fatgum pulls his legs wide apart and cups Eijirou's tiny pussy in one huge palm.

"This is your vulva, Eijirou. The outside part, that is. You're going to be an Omega, with a vulva like this. I can just tell. Do you know what it's for?"

Eijirou shakes his head, but his cheeks have gone a ruddy pink, and his breath quickens as Fatgum slowly rubs his palm against his cunt.

"Well how about I show you?"

Eijirou sighs and nods, looking intently at where fatgum rubs at the bare spot his pubes will eventually grow. He massages it in slow circles as he speaks.

"This is your pubis. Eventually, you'll grow hair there. Now, I think it's nice all clean like this, but the hair does serve a purpose. It'll help prevent infection. But for now, your pussy is clean and open, and I like it that way, don't you Eijirou?".

 

The boy giggles, a little breathless, "I don't wanna grow hair Dr. Toyomitsu!"

The doctor chuckles good-naturedly, "well you may choose to shave it, but that's not something you have to worry about for a long time. Now," he says, moving his fingers to rub along Eijirou's outer lips, "this is your outer labia."

Eijirou nods and squirms as thick fingers wander further along sensitive, untouched flesh.

"And this, is your labia minora. Yours is small now, but when you get older, it will be puffy and fat, just like a good omega's should be. You'll be a good omega, won't you Eijirou?".

Eijirou mewls, "I-I'll be the best omega!"

"Of course you will," Fatgum says with a smile. He spreads Eijirou's lips, parting them to reveal pink, slick flesh. His other hand reaches into his coat pocket to take out a thin metal probe, with which he points at Eijirou's pussy to direct his attention at the next part of the lesson.

Eijirou squeaks at the feeling of cold metal on his pussy. Fatgum can smell the arousal on him now, sweet and thick, just under the surface. He's too young for it of course, but the doctor suspects that if Eijirou were older this sort of thing might've thrown the boy headlong into heat. Damn shame he can't do it now, Fatgum thinks, but he'll settle for making him squirm.

The boy's pussy is beginning to leak, and Fatgum takes it as an opportunity. He dips the probe into Eijirou's hole for just a moment, slicks it up for what he plans to do next.

"Eijirou, do you know what this is?" He says, letting the slick drip back onto his pussy from the probe. Eijirou shakes his head, staring curiously at it.

"This is slick, or vaginal secretions. It means you're aroused. Do you know what it means to be aroused?"

"Aroused?"

Fatgum nods, "it means your vagina is readying itself for penetration."

Eijirou nods, still unsure of what that means but mesmerized by the sight of his own wet, shiny cunt in the mirror. The doctor prods at his pussy, and points again to something else.

"This is your urethra, Eijirou. This is where your pee comes out. But if you play your cards right, it can feel really good. Do you want me to show you?"

Eijirou's hips jerk as his urethra is prodded, and he nods. Fatgum grins, what a good boy he is. The doctor rubs the probe against his pussy for a moment before slipping the tip just barely into Eijirou's urethra. The boy gasps, mewls at the bizarre sensation.

"Good boy, Eijirou. Now, pay careful attention to the mirror, okay?"

Eijirou dutifully watches, but only lasts a moment or two because Dr. Toyomitsu is sliding the probe further inside, just barely stretching the tiny hole. His crotch feels funny, tingly, achy as Dr. Toyomitsu starts slowly sliding the probe in and out.

The boy wriggles slightly, breath quickening. The doctor moves faster, fucks Eijirou's urethra with the probe and watches him squirm. His hole clamps around nothing, pouring slick in an instinctual cry for something to fuck and fill it. The probe is cold inside, making Eijirou shiver as he's fucked on it.

"Ahhh... D-dr. Toyomitsu..."

The doctor smiles gently and brings a hand up to grope his chest. He pinches Eijirou's tiny nipples and speaks again.

"These are your nipples. One day, when you bear pups, they will produce milk. You'll make such wonderful milk, won't you? Your tits will be soft and squishy, and your milk will be so sweet."

Eijirou hiccups, unable to respond as the doctor keeps fucking his urethra. His hips twitch and he feels an unfamiliar twist in the pit of his stomach.

Suddenly, Dr. Toyomitsu stops. He leaves the probe inside, deep within Eijirou's urethra. His fingers come up to the top of Eijirou's vulva, and suddenly a new sensation is at play. The boy lets out a moan as Fatgum rubs him in slow circles, coaxing his clitoris out from under its hood.

The bud peeks out, twitching and exposed, and Dr. Toyomitsu pinches it gently, drawing a sharp cry from Eijirou's throat.

"This is your clitoris, Eijirou. It makes you feel good, and if I rub it just so..." he says, pressing down on it to rub it in little circles, "it'll make you cum."

Eijirou cries out, so unused to such stimulation. It takes no more than a few seconds for that twisting in his gut to bubble to the surface, boil over. His young pussy clenches, his clit twitches against the pad of Dr. Toyomitsu's gloved finger. Eijirou moans and rolls his hips as he rides it out. It still feels so sensitive, too sensitive, and yet not enough.

"D-dr. Toyomitsu! Ah- hahh... S-something's happening!"

The doctor quickly removes the probe and rubs Eijirou's clit faster. The effect is immediate, a howl torn from the boy's lips as he cums, squirting against the mirror.

Eijirou's eyes water and tears drip from his supple cheeks as Dr. Toyomitsu finally releases his clit. The boy's pussy is swollen, puffy with use. What a beautiful sight, he thinks.

"That was called an orgasm, Eijirou. Did it feel good?"

Eijirou hiccups a sob and nods, "i-it felt really good, Doctor Toyomitsu..."

Fatgum nods and sets Eijirou on his feet for just one moment. The boy wobbles, his knees weak. Fatgum chuckles as he watches, even while he unbuttons his slacks and finally removes his aching cock. It's so big in comparison to his patient, but Eijirou is a good boy, he knows he can take it.

He pulls Eijirou back onto his lap and holds him around the chest as one hand sneaks between his legs. He spreads Eijirou's labia so his hole is properly exposed.

"This is the vagina, Eijirou. It's where cocks are supposed to go. And one day, when you have heats, you'll need a knot to fill you up. I can show you how it works if you want. Would you like that?"

Eijirou's eyes are pink and puffy, wet with tears. Still, he snuggles back into Fatgum's belly and nods his consent.

Finally... Fatgum can't contain the arousal soaking his scent, and it makes the boy compliant in his arms. His cock twitches as he lifts Eijirou by the waist.

His hands are so large, and Eijirou is so small, that his fingers overlap, completely containing Eijirou's waist within his hands. Fatgum's cock stands tall, 8 or so inches, and thick. Certainly too large for many adults, but he knows Eijirou will take it and take it well.

Eijirou squeals as the tip touches his virgin pussy, but Fatgum doesn’t stop. He pushes the thick, pulsing head into his entrance, barrels past any resistance.

"O-ow! Fatgum it hurts!"

"Shhh my boy, it will only hurt for a moment..." he pants, "you trust me don't you?"

Eijirou has no time to respond, because the doctor pushes his tiny body further down his cock, carving a space in his guts for his massive dick. Eijirou screams and Fatgum clamps a hand over his mouth, "hey now, we wouldn't want to wake anyone would we?"

Eijirou breathes deep and blinks at their reflection, fully seated on his doctor's huge cock, he looks small. He can see the bulge in his tummy where it pushes against his insides. Eijirou nods, whimpering.

The boy is shaking, his thighs trembling where they lay spread. Like this, in the mirror, Eijirou can see himself in a way he's never considered before. So small, so fragile and young, and his pussy is stretched to its limits on a thick cock.

It hurts, a lot. His young cunt is so unused to being stretched like this, but it also feels good. He's so wet down there, and his pussy throbs and clenches around the cock every so often. One of Eijirou's hands wanders from its position squeezed tight in the doctor's coat. He remembers what the doctor told him about the...

Glitteris? Cl-cli-

"Dr. Toyo- ohh Dr. Toyomitsu... W-what's this again?"

The doctor smiles and brushes Eijirou's hair to the side, "that is called your clitoris."

"Cli-tor-is..."

Eijirou nods his affirmation. Tentatively, the boy reaches between his legs. His small fingers part his folds, exposing every part of him. The way his skin stretches to accommodate Fatgum's cock, the way his clit twitches at exposure to cold, sterile air.

Eijirou touches it lightly, sending little shocks of pleasure like butterflies swarming in his chest. He wants more. The boy starts to rub himself continuously, moaning and squeezing down every time his little fingers rub over his most sensitive spot. It doesn't take long to cum like this, and having Dr. Toyomitsu staring so intently at Eijirou's masturbation makes it a thousand times better. He's panting and squealing one moment, and the next that wonderful feeling is washing over him again, crashing into him like waves on the beach.

The doctor groans and his grip tightens around Eijirou's waist as his patient cums. Fuck... What a good boy. Already a cockslut, huh? He hasn't even started moving and Eijirou's already cum. Fatgum shudders and his hips jerk, shocking a surprised moan from his patient.

"Good boy, Eijirou. I'm going to fuck you now, so be quiet okay?"

"O-okayYY OH!"

Eijirou clamps his hand over his mouth as Fatgum lifts his entire body by his slim waist and plunges him back down on his cock. It's such a lewd sight in the mirror, the much larger alpha jerking Eijirou up and down like a masturbatory toy. His cunt stretches and his belly bulges where the tip moves in and out. Fatgum moves slowly at first, allowing Eijirou's small body to conform to his size, but it doesn't last long.

He's too warm, too tight, too wet and slick around the doctor's length. Dr. Toyomitsu's hands grip the boy's waist tighter and he begins lifting him up and down his cock. Almost like a doll, Eijirou's body is limp, submitted entirely to the alpha using him as a sleeve. Dr. Toyomitsu's cock forces its way inside over and over, violates his pussy in a way that makes Eijirou's gut twist in the best way possible.

The doctor fucks him like its his job, like he's never felt pleasure like this before. And it makes Eijirou feel good to see his favorite doctor moaning and panting all because of him. He's mesmerized by the way his belly shifts and bulges every time his doctor bottoms out, pushes into his tiny womb.

"S-so... fullllll...."

Fatgum groans and holds Eijirou in place so he can fuck upward even faster. Bruising, ruthlessly pounding inside the boy. Eijirou sobs with it, hiccups a moan every time that fat cock slams inside. It hurts, the stretch, the hard fucking. It hurts. And it feels so good. And it's weird, makes Eijirou's head spin and his walls clench down around the doctor's cock. Eijirou's getting dizzy watching himself used like a toy in the mirror, that cock disappearing into his pussy.

Fatgum groans and a small bulge begins to press at Eijirou's entrance.

"Doc- Doctor!"

Fatgum whirls them around so Eijirou's chest is pressed to the bed, his legs dangling over the side so his toes don't quite touch the floor. He continues pounding him with a hand on the back of his neck as he fucks wildly into the much smaller body.

The bulge gets bigger, pressing in and out and jerking Eijirou's body along with it. It stings, the stretch of his virginal walls. But Doctor Toyomitsu is feeling so good and Eijirou thinks that he doesn't wanna stop him.

The doctor's hips stutter and he pulls back a final time to slam his entire knot inside. His large body leans over his prize, knot stuffing Eijirou's kid pussy as he ruts and pours thick, hot cum into his womb.

Eijirou whines and Fatgum gets up, situating them so Eijirou lays back on his chest, stuck on the man's knot. Fatgum lazily fingers his clit as he grinds and watches with sick satisfaction how his cum bulges his young patient's tummy. Eijirou shivers and cries out as he cums a final time, then falls asleep still wrapped around the doctor's knot.

Chapter 2

Summary:

And in walks the nurse...

Eijirou wakes up alone, morning light pouring through the windows into his room as a nurse shuffles around the space. He feels sore, muscles tender and pussy thoroughly used. He gingerly reaches between his legs to find that his hole is gaping. The doctor must've done something while he slept, because there is no trace of whatever hot, thick fluid he felt pouring into him last night.

The boy sits up and yawns, stretching. His hospital gown rides up but he can't bring himself to mind. The nurse turns to him and idly scribbles away on his clipboard.

Eijirou stares, fascinated by his fluffy blond hair and scowling face. He's never seen someone look so angry while doing something so mundane before.

"Hey, Nurse Bakugou?"

The nurse glances up, "what do you want, kid?"

Eijirou sits up a little straighter, "are you an alpha too? Like Dr. Toyomitsu?"

"What?" Bakugou asks, looking taken aback, "n-no. I'm an omega... Why are you...?"

"Fatgum says I'm an omega too!"

Bakugou sits on the bed, clipboard forgotten, "that so? And I suppose he showed you what alphas and omegas do, then?"

Eijirou blushes furiously, "I-I- he um..."

"Stupid alpha, never cleans up his messes..." Bakugou gripes, rolling his eyes. He looks Eijirou up and down, "you know, omegas can have fun too, Eiji."

Eijirou blinks, "what?"

"Well, Dr. Toyomitsu showed you how alphas take care of omegas, right? But I can teach you about yourself in only the way an omega can. Would you like that? Want me to show you?"

Eijirou already feels his hole getting slick, anticipating whatever his nurse is about to do. The boy nods hesitantly, "show me... what?"

Nurse Bakugou gently unties Eijirou's hospital gown, leaving him once again naked and exposed. The skin around his waist is bruised, and his small pussy is reddened with use and arousal, already making a puddle in the sheets.

"Woah kid, the doc sure did a number on you."

Eijirou whines as Bakugou's soft fingertips graze up his sides, linger over purpling bruises the shape of handprints.

"I'm gonna show you how omegas take care of each other, 'kay?"

Eijirou nods and Bakugou lifts him gently, maneuvering him so the nurse is on his back, and Eijirou is straddling him.

"Scoot up, kid. Come sit on my face. It'll feel good, promise."

"B-but Nurse Bakugou... What if I hurt you?"

Grinning, the nurse says, "a little thing like you? Not a chance. Now do what I tell you to do."

Eijirou shivers at the command. He gingerly scoots up, moving his legs so he's straddling Bakugou's face, pussy hovering inches from the nurse's mouth. This feels special, Eijirou thinks. Two big, grown adults want to feel good with him. Wanna make Eijirou feel good. He must be doing something right to deserve all this attention. It makes his pussy tingle, makes him feel funny in all the right ways.

Suddenly, Bakugou's hands grip his slim thighs and pull Eijirou down onto his mouth. The nurse holds him there while he begins to lick Eijirou's pussy.

Eijirou gasps, the sensation so weird and so, so good. Bakugou's tongue is warm and soft, a little slimy as it writhes against his flesh. It sends sparks and shivers up his spine. The nurse licks him deep, dips into Eijirou's hole and swipes up slowly to swirl around his tiny clit. Eijirou squirms in his grasp, feeling overwhelmed, but Bakugou won't let him go. He holds the boy right there and devours his pussy.

Eijirou opens his eyes blearily, tears bubbling up in his eyes. He looks down to see the nurse's intense eyes watching him, observing the boy's reactions to the wet muscle laving again and again over his clit. It's dirty, and it makes Eijirou feel warm.

Eijirou wriggles, his hips twitching as Bakugou wraps lips around his clit and suckles gently, flicking his tongue against the bud. Eijirou cries out, panting, "o-oh wow- Nurse I-"

He never gets to finish the thought, because the boy cums against his nurse's face, a wave of slick washing over Bakugou's mouth. His eyes roll back as he grinds into Bakugou's tongue, rides it out without even realizing what he's doing.

It overwhelms him almost immediately, his pussy feeling sensitive. But Bakugou refuses to stop, refuses to let Eijirou up. He only laps at his cunt more, slurps up Eijirou's slick and sucks on his abused clitoris. Eijirou sobs, overstimulated and sensitive. Within moments he's cumming again. It hurts, but it also feels good, having a warm, soft and gentle tongue lick up his kid pussy and tear an orgasm out of him by force.

Bakugou licks him well past his second orgasm, eats up his slick and only lets him go when Eijirou screams through a third climax. His pussy throbs against Bakugou's tongue, twitching and spasming uncontrollably.

The nurse releases him, and Eijirou catches his breath as he lay against Bakugou's chest. The nurse licks his lips, tasting what's left over of the little boy's slick. He's sweet, not like candy but like honeysuckles, refreshing.

Bakugou groans, his pussy throbs. What a lovely meal, he thinks. And now that he's made his charge cum repeatedly, Bakugou's own cunt drips with need.

 

Eijirou whines against his scrubs as Katsuki lazily strokes his pussy with two fingers and contemplates what to do now. He could just let the kid go, could leave him panting and used on the bed and furiously rub his clit with the taste of young omega still on his tongue. Or... Or he could keep going. Would be such a waste to leave now, with such a compliant kid right here.

Bakugou sits up and lets Eijirou roll off him. He strips and lays back down, smirking at the child that watches him curiously.

"What do you think, kid? Like what you see?" Bakugou squeezes his plush tits, swiping over puffy nipples that dribble sweet milk. He spreads his legs to expose his shaven pussy to his charge.

"This is what a real omega looks like. One day maybe you'll look like this too," he says haughtily, fingers spreading his rosy, puffy lips. Nestled in pinkish folds is a budding clit just aching to be acknowledged.

Eijirou crawls close, responding complacently to Bakugou's summons to the space between his milky thighs. Suddenly, the nurse grips the boy by his hair and pushes him face first into the scent gland on his inner thigh.

It smells sweet and smoky, like vanilla cigars, and a little peppery. The scent floods Eijirou's nose and he feels himself go dizzy with it as the nurse rubs his face roughly into the gland. Without even noticing, Eijirou sticks his tongue out and begins licking at the sensitive flesh, whining as that smoke-sweet flavor hits his tastebuds. The nurse's breath hitches, "good boy, Eijirou. But that's not where I want your mouth..."

He guides the child closer to his crotch and licks his lips at the way red eyes widen when faced with a proper mature pussy. He's slicking all over the hospital bed, and Bakugou can smell the hint of arousal coming off the boy. It makes his cunt clench, makes him feel powerful.

"Lick my cunt," he demands, stomach twisting as he watches Eijirou obey without hesitation. Small lips meet his swollen pussy. His soft tongue comes out, stroking him and leaving dripping saliva wherever it presses to his flesh.

Bakugou moans, the hand in Eijirou’s hair resting for a moment as he enjoys having a face between his legs. His thigh twitches and he can't help but to rock back into Eijirou’s face. He guides Eijirou upward and breathes out, "suck on my clit you little slut."

Eijirou obeys, lips wrapping around Bakugou's swollen clit and laving his tongue over it. He moans too, desperate to taste, desperate to please. He presses his face further into Bakugou's pussy and inhales deeply as he suckles on his nurse's fat clit.

"Fuck- good boy, right there... You're having fun, aren't you? So young and you're already such a whore- oh fuck... Bite it, just a little..."

Eijirou teases his clit between his teeth, licking over the nerves as he does so, and it makes nurse Bakugou whine and moan. Bakugou pants, rutting into Eijirou's face.

"Put your fingers in me."

Eijirou's eyes water and he can barely think past the taste of pussy in his mouth, but he does his best. He brings his hand up and pushes his little fingers inside, slowly rocking them back and forth.

"Fuck... more, damn it slut. Put your whole little fist in my cunt if you have to."

Eijirou's moan vibrates Bakugou's clit and the nurse gasps. The boy pushes more fingers inside, marvelling at the warmth and softness of the plush inside of Bakugou's cunt. He pushes his thumb in too, then soon is balling his fist inside and wriggling his fingers around.

"Fuck yeah kid, that's it. Stay right there you little slut."

Bakugou grabs his face in two hands, "keep your tongue out," he breathes. He holds him there, locked between his legs, and grind's his slick, sloppy pussy against the boy's face. His clit rubs all over his tongue, and each roll of his hips pushes Bakugou's cunt further onto Eijirou's clenched fist. His forearm disappears inside wet omega pussy and his head spins as Bakugou uses him to get off.

"Fuck, good boy... good boy. Good omega," Bakugou babbles. He shudders and curls over Eijirou, rutting faster against his tongue until he siezes up and shoves Eijirou against his cunt.

He squeezes around the boy's arm inside him, spasming uncontrollably. His clit twitches beneath the kid's tongue and he's groaning and rocking still.

"Fucking- oh- oh fuck- drink it slut..." he moans, and then his hole clenches down again and a spray of slick is flooding Eijirou's face. It goes into his mouth and Eijirou does his best to swallow it down, but it's too much, and it fills up his mouth and spills from his lips, spurts out of his nose. It drips down his cheeks and chin, soaks his chest in it.

Bakugou continues rocking until the last spasms stop, and all that's left is a twitching clit.

When he pulls away, and Eijirou’s hand slips out, Eijirou splutters and coughs, senses so filled up with slick he can barely breathe. But suddenly he's being pressed into the pillow and he's staring up at the nurse.

A wicked smile stretches his lips and Bakugou says, "what, you thought I was done? Not by a mile, kid. I can smell your little kid pussy, and I know you wanna cum again. Fucking slut."

Eijirou whines and cries out, but he goes largely unacknowledged as his nurse pushes his legs up until his knees are by his head and his little cunt is wide open. Bakugou leans in for a taste, swipes his tongue through slick, swollen folds for just a beat before he scoots up.

The nurse bears down, hands pressing Eijirou's ankles to the bed. He pushes his pussy against Eijirou's and moans at the slick sound it makes.

"N-nurse Baku-"

"Shut up and take it, slut," he moans. Bakugou grinds down, pussy against pussy. There's almost no friction with how wet both of them are, and so Bakugou has to press hard, folds squishing between them. He ruts his clit against Eijirou's much smaller one and revels in the moans it draws out of him.

He can feel every twitch, every spasm and burst of slick from Eijirou's young pussy against his own. His eyes roll back and Bakugou loses himself in the pleasure of dominating this kid. Their clits rub against one another, sending shocks and sparks to both every time Bakugou rocks into Eijirou.

The boy is crying, tears blinding him. His pussy feels so good, so wet and warm, and Bakugou is relentless in his tribbing. He forces the grind, continuously slicking all over Eijirou's cunt. It drenches his pussy and thighs, leaks down into his vagina until he's not sure how much of the slick inside his his, and how much is Bakugou's.

Eijirou hiccups and cries out, tensing as he cums suddenly, and it pushes the fountain of slick out and onto Bakugou's waiting pussy. The nurse moans, grinding into it and licking his lips when some of it enters his hole.

It's too much now, too much for Eijirou to handle. But Bakugou won't stop. He grinds more into Eijirou's clit. The sound is sloppy and wet, persistent schlick noises that make Eijirou blush down his chest.

Bakugou forces another orgasm out of Eijirou before finally, finally cumming. He grips Eijirou's waist and squishes down into him to rub his clit harder against Eijirou's as he cums, squirting onto Eijirou's spent pussy.

***

The boy falls asleep quickly, and all Bakugou has to do is rearrange the shift so only he and Dr. Toyomitsu will see him over the next few weeks. He cleans up, replaces the sheets and Eijirou's hospital gown. And if he has one more taste of Eijirou's little pussy while he sleeps, fingering him through an unconscious orgasm then... well nobody has to know, do they?

Soon, Bakugou is out on his rounds again like nothing ever happened, and his secret is safely sleeping in a freshly cleaned room.

Easy peasy.