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"Ready, Deku?" Katsuki asks, conversationally. As if Izuku isn't currently face to face with his naked dick and about to get fucked sideways, diagonally, and upside down for the next few hours (if all went well).
Izuku shifts his weight from side to side for a moment, as best he can being bent over as he is, and nods.
"Um… yeah. Yes. I'm ready."
And that's all his alphas need to get started.
Izuku squeals as a wet tongue dips between the lips of his cunt, legs kicking out from where they're trapped behind him.
Well, willingly trapped.
He currently found himself stuffed in a glorified hole in the wall, padded with soft pillows so he didn't bruise (too badly, atleast). He was cut off from his lower half, almost right at the belly button. His cunt was bared to the room behind him, separated by an entire wall, and he could only vaguely hear the sounds of his alpha growling and chuffing as he gets a taste of him.
"Pay attention, Deku."
Fingers tangle in his hair and pull, angling his head up so that he comes face to face with his other alpha's cock, wet with pre and just a little bit of Izuku's saliva before he got distracted by Eijiro's tongue.
Katsuki steps forward so that his cock crowds Izuku's space, dripping mess across his palms when Izuku reaches forward to grab it. "Nngh... alpha!"
Eijiro begins to eat him out happily from behind, lips circling Izuku's clit and suckling hard. It's too intense, and Izuku reactively kicks out again.
A large, warm hand grips him by his thighs, and they sink into his soft, pudgy flesh. Izuku feels himself go red in the face when Eijiro spreads his legs wide and lifts them off the ground, forcing Izuku to slap one hand down on the table that kept his top half balanced, lest he rest all his weight on the ring that kept him stuck in the wall.
Then, Eijiro shoves his tongue inside, hooking Izuku's thigh over his shoulder so that he can use a free hand to thumb circles into his clit.
Izuku gets too focused on the electrifying feeling, already spilling slick readily across his alpha's tongue.
So, Katsuki slaps him with his cock. It makes a hefty sound when it connects to Izuku's cheek, and Izuku gasps at the impact. It didn't hurt, but he gets stained with the mess spread across Katsuki's dick.
"Fucking hell, Deku. You're so greedy from behind, you don't even notice the cock right in front of you, hm?"
Katsuki smears his drooling cockhead across Izuku's lips, keeping it just far enough away that Izuku can only lick the tip of his tongue over it.
Izuku keeps his mouth spread wide, trying to urge Katsuki to fuck inside by sticking his tongue out as far as it can go.
And then he moans, wanton and loud like a whore when Eijiro spanks his hand down on his fat ass.
"E-Eichan!"
But that was the wrong thing to say. They may have all been mated, all loved each just as much as the other, but Katsuki was... well. Possessive. And he did not appreciate Izuku calling out someone else's name when he should be getting cockdrunk on the one in front of him, not behind.
He growls, the sound vibrating through the entire room and straight to Izuku's pussy.
"Mmfph!" A thumb is shoved past his already open lips, cranking his jaw down even further until it aches. Katsuki rubs that finger across the inside of Izuku's cheeks and against his tongue, until it gets coated with spit.
Then he pulls his hand away, only to slap the palm across Izuku's face. "Slut. Calling another alpha's name when my fat cock is right fucking there for you."
Katsuki stands straight, steps forward two paces, and shoves his cock in. It doesn't go deep, but Izuku chokes anyway. His cunt tightens around Eijiro's tongue.
Katsuki thrusts in a handful of times, keeping Izuku's head right where he wants it with the grip he has in his hair. He snarls, fangs fully exposed by the way his lips have curled up. Izuku stares up at the stunning sight, eyes watering when Katsuki's dick slams deeper, nudging at his uvula.
"Greedy fucking whore," Katsuki growls, holding his cock in so that Izuku can't help but gag and swallow around the tip of his cock. Slick drips off of Izuku's cunt, and he can feel how it gets spread down his thighs as Eijiro licks and bites and moans at each pulse of his pussy.
Katsuki yanks his cock out, and Izuku gasps. A shudder rolls through him as Katsuki forces him up so that he has to balance on his palms again.
"S-Sorry, Kacchan. It feels— oh fuck!"
Izuku would have gotten sent flying forward if not for the wall keeping him trapped. His hips bang loudly against the barrier, and his eyes roll up as Eijiro enters him in one thrust, almost all the way down to his half-swollen knot. Izuku's pussy aches so deliciously as it gets spread by his thick, throbbing cock, and he can't help his whining moans and chirrups when Eijiro doesn't do anything more than that.
He just sits, nearly balls deep inside of Izuku, and grinds their hips together.
"It feels… what, Deku?" Katsuki grabs him by the neck, and his claws come dangerously close to nicking him when they pass over his jugular. Izuku whines for it. "Tell your alpha."
"Fuuuck," Izuku gasps, writhing. Trying desperately to fuck back against the knot that knocks against his clit if he angles his hips just right. "Please, please, please—"
Katsuki tuts at him. Then, he parts Izuku's lips again and, after just a brief pause, lets a line of drool drip between his own and pool on Izuku's tongue.
The taste, the raunchiness of the act makes Izuku mewl breathily, chest heaving. He doesn't swallow it yet. He hasn't been given permission.
Instead, he sticks his tongue out further, until it nearly spills out and drips all across his chest.
"Good omega. What a pretty little bitch you are for me. For us." Katsuki rewards him beyond his words by pressing a gentle kiss to the side of his still open mouth. Then, he nudges two of his fingers inside again.
He doesn't go inside as deep as his cock, knocking instead against his palate and the backs of his teeth. They're large, and Izuku has to focus hard not to let his spit, already mixed with Kacchan's, drip past his lips.
It proves useless to even try, because Katsuki begins to fuck his fingers in and out of lips like it's his pussy.
And it's then, of course, that Eijiro reminds him of his existence. Of the cock splitting him open and holding him that way.
He spanks Izuku, one sharp, loud slap that sounds even where Izuku and Katsuki are smooshed together. It makes Izuku gasp and, subsequently, choke when Katsuki doesn't let up on fingerfucking his mouth.
Izuku makes a noise of protest, or maybe a plea for more? Katsuki takes it however he wants, not stopping the assault until Izuku gags twice more, and spit shines all over his chin.
When Katsuki pulls his fingers back, they're just as shiny. He rubs them clean across Izuku's face, and dries them in his hair.
"Alpha, alpha, alpha," Izuku whines. It feels like it's the only thing he can say. He wants so much more that it hurts, and he isn't even in heat.
"Shut up."
Katsuki grabs him by the throat again. "You're gonna keep real quiet for me, omega, and if you do a good job... you'll get a nice little reward. Got it?"
"Yes! Please, Kacchan— I want—"
Katsuki tightens his grip, until Izuku's throat nearly closes and he can't do anything but squeeze his eyes shut and wiggles his toes. "Shut. Up. Fucking dumb slut. We haven't even started and you can't follow directions."
Izuku opens his mouth to apologize, but Katsuki drops him. Then, he shoves Izuku flatter, until he flush with the cool metal of the table beneath him. Izuku cries out as the cold feels sharp against his heated skin, but Katsuki doesn't let him arch away from it.
"Stay still, and take it. Take everything your alphas give you, little omega."
Katsuki keeps his palm flat on Izuku's back. It's a heavy presence, especially when Katsuki curls his fist and presses his sharp nails back against his skin. It doesn't puncture, but scratches red stripes across Izuku's skin to juxtapose the lightened stretchmarks across his back.
"Now, repeat after me. Got it slut?"
"Y-yes, Kacchan!"
Katsuki presses his cock back to Izuku's face. It prods against his cheek, but Katsuki doesn't let it graze over his mouth like Izuku craves.
"You're gonna keep quiet."
"I-I'm gonna keep quiet," Izuku repeats, obediently. Eijiro fucks into him, another thrust from tip to base. Izuku's brain goes static, and he clamps down to try to slow him so that he can focus.
Eijiro doesn't let him, spreading him wide again and shoving one of his thighs between his legs to keep them that way. Then he fucks in harder.
Katsuki presses his cock harder against Izuku's face. Then, he lays it flat against his cheek, measuring the length of it to Izuku's skull. It's long enough that it covers it all and more. Izuku's lucky it isn't thicker, or else he'd never be able to swallow it down.
"God, you're such a stupid bitch. Repeat, Deku. What did I say?"
"U-um...!" Izuku grunts as Eijiro finds his rhythm, knocking directly against Izuku's g-spot and rutting into that spot roughly. Slick squirts out around his girth, warm and slippery. Izuku's already this close to cumming, and the games were only just starting.
Eventually, Izuku comes back to himself, and cries out, "I-I'll be good!"
Katsuki snorts. "Close enough."
Then, he presses his palms flat to Izuku's scalp, yanks him up, and begins to fuck his face like he really means it.
His cock barrels in, and— despite what Izuku thought to himself just moments ago— it's thick. It's so thick that he can't breathe at all when it presses against the opening to his throat, let alone when it fucks in further than that.
Precum spills readily down his gullet, to lubricate the way. Like Izuku's throat is nothing more than a wanting pussy for Katsuki to fuck and breed.
Izuku squeals. He's trapped between his two alphas and a wall, and he can't do anything but take take take as they fuck him. Eijiro's pace is stuttered as he listens to Izuku's pleading, wanton sounds and Katsuki's growls, and Katsuki's thrusting is rough and mean so that he can make sure Eiji hears, and so that Izuku is sure who, exactly, is fucking him so hard. Laying claim to his mouth.
Fuck, it's like Katsuki is trying to fuck the thoughts right into Izuku's brain.
It was kind of having an opposite effect, though, because all Izuku could think was 'more, more, more— alpha, more!'
His lips move, mouthing the words against the cock splitting him open. His voice must vibrate pleasantly against Katsuki's length, because Katsuki lets out a strangled moan and hunches over, tugging Izuku back by the root of his hair.
He's allowed a blessed breath of air, and his entire body jolts as it belatedly tries to gag now that his mouth is free.
Katsuki kisses him. He leans down, balancing on his heels, and kisses him almost as roughly as his cock fucks his mouth.
His tongue takes up all the space it can, curling crudely around Izuku's before it maps out each and every ridge of his teeth. Izuku moans wetly, and Katsuki smears away some of the spit and tears that have gathered on the edges of his lips.
"Shit," Katsuki hisses when he pulls back. "Good omega, taking my cock like that. I could probably fuck your little throat until you passed out on my knot, couldn't I? And you would love it, being put in your place like the little fuckhole you are. Isn't that right, Deku?"
Izuku lets out the most eloquent of grunts as Eijiro picks up the pace at the heated words. Still, he desperately tries to stay quiet like Katsuki demanded.
Katsuki grins, watching as Izuku lurches and shifts, forward and back, as Eijiro grips him tighter by the waist and fucks into him like he's trying to keep the shape of his cock permanently marked in Izuku's cunt.
Izuku feels so off balance, and the only thing keeping him from faceplanting are Katsuki's hands cupping his face. He's watching raptly as Izuku comes apart in his very hands, mouth dropped open and spilling drool as Izuku focuses on nothing but the alpha cock laying claim to him.
"I can tell you're close by the stupid fucking look on your face. You gonna cum on Eiji's cock for us, Deku? Gonna milk his cock with your needy little pussy until it gets knotted and bred like you really want?"
"Yes!" Izuku shouts, "Please, can I— cum— please breed me!" Izuku tries his best to grind back against Eijiro's thrusting cock, but he doesn't have to.
Eijiro's knot swells further. He's close, too, but Izuku is closer. He can't close his legs to ease the onslaught, but it wouldn't matter anyway because Eijiro reaches around his thick thighs to nudge at his clit and circle it. He's well practiced, and presses down just hard enough that every time he fucks in, he rubs his clit just right.
Izuku claws for purchase, sinking his nails into Katsuki's skin just like the latter had done to him earlier. Katsuki laughs, voice low and dark like the smoothest starlight.
"Cum for us, little omega. Be our good little toy— our rut aid. That's what you volunteered for, ain't it?"
Izuku's moans stutter and stammer out of him, shakily forced out of his lungs. Eijiro parts his ample ass cheeks and spits directly against Izuku's hole. Fuck, it must look so slutty, split open on half a knot and fucked raw, spilling slick everywhere.
Eijiro rubs his thumb across Izuku's asshole, adding lubricant there deliberately. A promise for more.
Izuku's eyes cross, vision going blurry and shadowed with stars as his orgasm hits him just from that. He clamps down tight around Eijiro's cock, and Eijiro cries out in response. His voice is muffled, but Izuku clings to it as more and more waves of pleasure hit him, forcing his cunt to milk his cock of the cum that it promises him.
"Alpha!" Izuku shrieks, and Eijiro's knot pops in. It goes easy once the apex of it fucks in, and Izuku's cunt gets spread that much more. His legs shake and quiver as it passes right over his g-spot and stays there.
And it's so deep, like it wants to reach his womb and cum directly into it. Fuck, fuck—
"Fuck! Breed me, alpha— Eijiro!"
Eijiro ruts in one last time, pressing so deeply against Izuku's waist that, if it were possible, he would have popped out of the other side of the wall. But, thanks to the tight hole he was stuck in (and his thick hips), Izuku is made to stay where he is and take it.
And take it he does. Eijiro's growl is more like a roar, rumbling through all three of them. Izuku angles up as best he can, cunt slowing its spill of slick as his own climax stems. Eijiro's cock pulses inside him which each thick spurt of his seed, claiming his pussy once again by painting his inner walls white.
And then cum hits him in the face. He jumps at the feeling, eyes fluttering open with a moan to watch how Katsuki looks down at him, irises so bright red that Izuku feels like a moth drawn to a zapper.
He sticks his tongue out to catch the next few shots, though Katsuki purposefully misses just to make him drool for it. Cum sprays across his cheeks, covering the freckles there, and he has to squeeze one of his eyes shut when a line sprays and drips across his eyelashes.
"Shit," Katsuki hisses. He strokes himself faster to milk the last few drops, just like how Izuku milks at Eijiro's cock, which has knotted outside of him.
But he gets filled just how he wanted, the heat searing through his cunt all the way to the deepest part of him, similar to how Kacchan's cum paints all the way from his chin to his forehead.
Izuku rocks back, balancing on the tips of his toes. He doesn't realize he's cooing and crooning, satisfied, until Katsuki is patting the sweat away from his forehead.
"Good rut aid. Good omega."
It's true. Eijiro and Katsuki were due for a rut like... a week ago. But a mixture of suppressants and stress had thrown them off their cycle, and they were pent up. Not to say they were sexually frustrated— Izuku gladly took care of them most nights.
But they actually hadn't endured their rut in more than six months. It was his duty as their omega to take care of it!
"Ready for your reward?"
And he would enjoy every second.
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Izuku grunts on impact as he's shoved into a pseudo-nest. Really, it was just a bundle of sheets and blankets arranged in a circle, nearly scentless. But it was perfect for Izuku to get fucked in.
Eijiro lands atop him, snuffing at Izuku's neck to lap at his scent gland. He crowds Izuku's back, keeping him pinned facedown so that every time he wriggles, he grinds his ass against Eijiro's still-hard cock.
Katsuki just watches for a moment, already having thoroughly scented their omega while they waited for Eijiro to join them from the next room over. Izuku would probably find himself stuffed back in the wall later, if they didn't get too distracted, but he wanted both of his alphas to be able to get a good scent of him during their ruts.
Eijiro's is hitting him harder than Katsuki's. He's nearly non-verbal, but his eyes are still clear enough that he looks like an eager puppy when Izuku rolls his neck to expose more of it to his sharp teeth.
Izuku reaches behind him to pat at Eijiro's head, accidentally tightening his fingers when Eijiro bites down just right and sends a burst of pleasure through his gland.
"Omega," Eijiro rumbles, breath panting hot across his shoulder. He follows it up with his tongue, dragging drool through the bite marks. "Mine."
"Yours," Izuku agrees, happily.
He perks up even more when Katsuki crawls forward, flopping down so that he's across Eijiro's back. Izuku gets crushed, arched back going flat with the double weight of both his alphas atop him. He wheezes, kicking his legs, and Katsuki laughs.
Eijiro is just happy to be with both of his mates, twisting so that he can lap at Katsuki's offered neck. The angle is just as awkward for him as it is for Izuku's fingers, still tangled at his scalp.
He scritches gently, shoving his other hand underneath himself so that he won't suffocate in the numerous pillows.
His cunt is still dripping wet, and it throbs needily when the pheromones of his pleased mates begins to circle around him.
"Alphas," Izuku whines. "Breed me."
Eijiro groans, immediately dropping down again to growl directly against Izuku's neck. It makes his head go stupid, especially when Eijiro clamps down his teeth hard. Not a single pretty thought enters his brain, only the building need to have his alpha's cock back in him.
He stays completely still, limp and ready for whatever his alphas want of him.
Katsuki rolls off, and Eijiro angles himself the opposite way. He still doesn't let go, though.
Izuku's legs get spread, to make room for Katsuki's wide shoulders. Eijiro's hands squeeze Izuku's chest, eagerly pinching the nipples that, so far, have gotten no attention.
"Ready to make him cum 'til he's stupid?" Katsuki asks, casually. He sucks a hickey against Izuku's thigh.
Eijiro pulls off, rubbing the back of his hand across his lips to clean them. He breathes hard, mostly to smell the eager, pliant omega beneath him. His chest heaves, once, and then he grins.
"Looks like he's already there."
Izuku writhes in their grip, especially when Eijiro drops down again to lick and suck on his nipples until they're swollen and aching. His tongue is hot like magma against Izuku's skin, and his tongue is rough where the skin is tender.
He doesn't bite, surprisingly. Probably saving that for Izuku's neck.
Katsuki, on the other end, is already nudging his fingertips against Izuku's pussy. Eijiro had cum so deep inside of him that it was still sluggishly spilling out, white against Izuku's reddened hole.
Katsuki smears it in, noting how Izuku's hips grind against him, eager for more. Slut.
All Izuku can do is drool for it when they finally enter him again. Katsuki goes first, his cock ready to feel his omegan pussy clamp down on it. Eijiro straddles Izuku's face if only to get a look at how he rumbles with a broken purr as Katsuki goes in deep in one thrust.
He was ready for it, so the slide was smooth, but Katsuki was so big that he grunts anyway, legs trembling at the strain. On any other day, his alphas would have teased him mercilessly, until he was ready to cum just from their breath tickling across his skin.
Today, though, they wanted to ruin him, rough and hard and fast.
Katsuki goes all the way down to the base, and, just like Eijiro, pops his partially-swelled knot in along with it.
Izuku jumps, leaning up on his elbows to look back at Katsuki. He balances on one just to reach back and press between them, straining to rub his fingers against Katsuki's length nestled at the lips of his pussy. It's wet, and his fingers come back soaked.
Izuku holds out his fingers for Eijiro to lick clean, and Eijiro does it happily.
"The fuck are you waiting for?" Katsuki grunts, holding tight to Izuku's waist. He measures the wide hips against his palm, minutely rocking his cock in and out of the tight, wet heat encompassing his cock. Just to let Izuku really feel the knot that'll soon be snugly trapped inside of him.
Izuku lets loose punched out moans with each motion. He drops his mouth open as he locks eyes with Eijiro, trying to entice him over by arching his neck and holding out his tongue.
The influx of pleased omega pheromones enters the small space, getting them drunk on it.
Eijiro drops into that headspace again, of wanting nothing more than to fuck his mate until he was full, until his own instincts were sated, and until, maybe… pups?
If Eijiro had a tail, it would be wagging at the thought. Izuku's already chubby frame even more rounded out with pups. His tits full with milk for Eijiro to suck on and drink down, and his cunt soft and pliant so that his alphas can fuck him calm whenever he wanted.
Fuck, Eijiro wanted that so bad.
"Mate," Eijiro growls, sliding up onto his knees. His cock hits Izuku in the face, and Izuku breathes a soft laugh through his nose before he swallows Eijiro down.
It goes in easy, all the way to the opening of his throat. It flutters against Eijiro's cockhead every time Izuku moans, and his tongue curls and rubs along the underside when he tries to plead for them to start fucking him again.
Good omega.
Eijiro, like before, loses control first. He presses in deep and holds it there until Izuku squirms, and then pulls out just to feel it all over again. His balls slap noisily against Izuku's chin, and there's a rough choking sound every time Izuku tries to take in a breath too soon.
As soon as Eijiro finds his rhythm, Katsuki starts up his own. Izuku is firmly squashed between their bodies as they rock him however they want, exactly like he's nothing more than a sex toy, a rut aid.
"Fuck, he's so tight," Katsuki moans, strained. Eijiro lets out a huffed laugh, and a growl when Izuku swallows.
Katsuki looks down at where they're joined, at how Izuku's cunt still flutters and convulses around his cock when it presses almost all the way inside. Always eager for more of his alpha.
Katsuki spreads his ass, squeezing down on the plump flesh to act as his handholds. He has freckles all the way down here, too, and Katsuki loves how they look when they're red either from being grabbed too tight, or from being spanked.
For now, Katsuki settles for the first option. He rocks his hips slow. Grinding motions that knock the head of his dick against Izuku's sensitive inner walls and drags across his g-spot. He's fucked open after Eijiro had his way with him, but Izuku obviously still feels every inch, by the way his moans sound.
Albeit muffled, stuffed as he is with Eijiro in his mouth this time.
Katsuki kind of wanted to hear him, but he would let Eiji have his turn. Fair's fair, after all.
So, Katsuki lifts Izuku's hips up in the air, watching how his knees shake without him there to hold Izuku up. Then he rubs the tip of his dick against Izuku's swollen clit, letting his precum weep across it. It's so messy, and there's so much of Izuku's slick that he could probably take both of their cocks in his pussy no problem.
Maybe later.
Katsuki slowly sinks his cock back in, watching each inch disappear inside thanks to the new position. He can't wait to fuck Izuku in and off of his knot until it swells and gets caught inside, and keep humping against him just to make sure it's nice and stuck.
Izuku was so cute when he was pumped full and kept plugged like that.
The three of them soon get lost in the motions; Izuku to the feeling of being pounded in front and from behind, Katsuki to the tight cunt wrapped all the way around his cock to the knot, and Eijiro to the wet throat and soft lips.
Izuku cums next, entirely silent. He's so fucked out that he just clamps his fingers around Eijiro's thighs and buries his face deeper on his cock, spine bowing down as Katsuki doesn't pause in his thrusting.
It's like every one of his nerves multiply in sensitivity, until even the faint brush of the blankets and pillows against his chest is enough to make his orgasm last longer.
"Oh, shit, he's so fucking tight— fuuuck yes," Katsuki moans. It goes in one ear and out the other for Izuku, but Eijiro perks up excitedly.
When he pulls his cock out of Izuku's mouth, the latter only pants and drops into the nest, kept upright by the tight grip on his waist.
Eijiro jerks his cock off, rubbing the tip across Izuku's neck so that the scent of him gets thoroughly mixed with that of his omega's. He wanted Izuku to drown in his scent almost as much as he wanted to fuck him as full of his cum.
"I wanna fuck him again," Eijiro whines. He drops his palms on either side of Izuku's body, just so that he can look up at Katsuki.
The shock of red hair startles Katsuki out of the hypnotic motions that is the shake of Izuku's hips every time they meet, skin to skin. It's straight and soft instead of upright because Eijiro didn't mind not having to gel it when he was going to spend the next few days fucking (and, maybe, getting fucked by) his mates anyway.
Katsuki scowls at him, but Eijiro just grins. "Katsukiii, I wanna fuck him."
"You had your turn, greedy ass."
Eijiro ruts his cock against Izuku's back and drops his chest so that it rests against Izuku's angled-up ass. He bites down on one of the cheeks hard enough that the teeth marks show, but don't puncture.
Izuku jumps at the pinching pain, and lets out a halfhearted protest before his toes clench and his pussy spasms again. Still sated, but still hungry for more.
Katsuki moans every time he ruts in, and laughs when Eijiro gets distracted by humping at Izuku's back instead of fucking his perfectly good mouth. Dummy.
"Fine. C'mere."
Izuku soon finds himself upended, splayed out across Katsuki's chest as his alpha finds a comfy, cushioned spot of the nest to lean against. His cock is still deep in his guts, and he sinks down that much deeper at the new position.
"Fuck me," Izuku groans, head lolling into the empty space near Katsuki's scent gland on his neck. Without even meaning to, Izuku laps his tongue out to taste it.
"Yeah, yeah," Katsuki says, distractedly. "I would, if Eiji wasn't so damn needy."
That wasn't what he meant but okay.
Speaking of, Eijiro is already humping at Izuku's front, where he's thoroughly stuffed full with Katsuki's dick. Still, Izuku spreads his legs wide to make room for him, but he huffs a laugh when Eijiro pulls back with another whine.
"I can't fit!"
"Yeah, no shit."
Katsuki makes Eijiro stand. His legs shake (not as much as Izuku's) but his cock is hard and ready. Katsuki reaches out to jerk him off, slow to let a pearl of precum bead at the tip.
He ushers Eijiro forward until Izuku can stick his tongue out and lick it clean.
"Good boy," Katsuki praises, to both of them. "Why don't you cum all over our pretty little omega's face and get him nice and covered in your scent, yeah?"
"Yes," Eijiro is already fucking Katsuki's fist, laying his palms flat against the wall for purchase. The noise is wet and lewd, and Izuku chirps out his own little moans each time Eijiro's cock brushes past his lips.
"Look at him, Eijiro. He's so eager to taste it."
Eijiro blinks his eyes open. Izuku is so pretty, face red in the middle. He has hickeys lining his neck, bruises and bitemarks thanks to Eijiro getting carried away.
He's so messy, too. He has spit on his chin and drying on his cheeks, and his eyelashes are covered in his own spilled over tears from gagging or for crying for more cock. Those pretty pink lips are swollen, probably just as sore as his jaw from being forced open so they could fuck his mouth.
He's perfect.
Would be even more perfect covered in cum, too.
Eijiro reaches down to join his hand around Katsuki's, squeezing harder on his dick. He might pop his knot again, just from this.
Izuku dips his head forward, probably to suck him off and help, but Katsuki tugs him back with a hand flat against his soft belly. His other hand falls away from helping Eijiro jerk off, but he doesn't need the help. He fucks his fist hard and fast, stroking from tip to base just to simulate how it felt inside of Izuku before.
"Stay where you are," Katsuki is saying, with a mean grin. "Cocksleeves like you just have to sit there and take it. Ain't that right, Deku?"
Katsuki, to punctuate the question, jerks his hips upward to begin fucking Izuku again.
Eijiro is granted with an even prettier sight. Izuku's cunt gushing slick between his legs. How he tightens his fists into tight balls to keep from moaning too loud (which, bad… Eijiro always wanted to hear his omega) and how he rocked with each motion as the knot shoved into him.
"Wanna cum, Katsuki," Eijiro groans, between clenched teeth. "Wanna cum all over our omega."
Katsuki shoves his fingers in Izuku's mouth and holds his mouth open so that Izuku's tongue freely hangs out.
"Make him taste it."
Eijiro rubs the tip directly against Izuku's wriggling tongue, cleaning it of pre again. Then he pulls back so that he can keep stroking himself.
Izuku makes a frustrated noise at the loss, and begins to lift and drop himself in Katsuki's lap to chase his own pleasure instead.
Katsuki stops him, holding himself balls deep inside. He grabs Izuku by the chin and makes him focus on Eijiro.
His voice is rough as he says, "Be a good rut aid, or I'll pull out and go get one of the toys they left for us. Make you hold it 'til I knot it instead of your hungry little cunt."
"Nooo," Izuku whines, high-pitched and completely instinctual. "Please use me."
"Oh my god." Eijiro has to breathe in deep to stop himself from actually trying to stuff his cock deep in Izuku's little hole and use it until they both knot him and flood his insides.
Both Izuku's and Katsuki's eyes are on him now, and he swipes his hair from his eyes just so he can commit the scene to memory. Izuku sticks his tongue out again, to catch what Eijiro is offering, and Katsuki's chest is heaving behind him as he scents the air and tries to hold himself back so that Eijiro can scent-claim their omega's face.
Fuck, he loved his mates so much.
Then, all at once, the thread snaps. He can feel his muscles tense as his climax hits him, and he has to hurry forward so that he can lay his spend where it belongs.
Eijiro tangles his fingers in Izuku's sweaty, matted hair and shoves his cock against his cheek so that he can cum directly against his skin. Izuku squeezes his eyes shut at the first spurt, tilting his head so that the lines that soon paint his freckles begin to drizzle and slide towards his lips.
It's sticky enough that it mostly clings to his cheek, though, and Eijiro is happy to spread even more of his seed on the other side, smudging it all over Izuku's chubby cheek with his cockhead. Like a paintbrush.
At that, Eijiro can't help laughing to himself. The endorphins mixed with his rut-induced high have finally hit full force, and he grabs Izuku by the cheek (getting one hand dirty) just so that he can look him in the eyes and grin at him.
"Good omega."
Izuku pants and gasps, pupils blown wide. Fully plastered by the scent of his alpha's cum right beneath his nose. If he were in heat alongside their rut, his cunt would be weeping even more than it is now.
He'd probably be non-verbal, too. Now that Eijiro has cum a few times, he's a bit more clear in the head. But his chest still rumbles with a warning growl when Izuku reaches up to clean a bit of the cum from his face, maybe to lick it clean.
Izuku's hand drops to his lap instead, obedient.
"Alphas, please. Please, please, please—" Izuku gasps, fingering his clit as cum drips off of his cheeks. "I've been good so— please!"
"Tell us what you want, baby." Katsuki suckles against Izuku's scent gland just to make the other dizzy with pleasure.
"Please fuck me full of your cum!" Izuku shouts, dropping forward on his palms. Eijiro steps out of the way and Izuku's eyes shine with needy tears as he glances up at him again. "Alpha, pleaseee, breed me full of cum until I can't take anymore!"
Katsuki, heated by the words, shoves himself onto his knees so he can straddle Izuku's ass. He's already picked up his pace from before he took care of Eijiro, grunting with each slap of their hips meeting.
"Fuck yeah, you slutty omega. Want us to fill you 'til you fuckin' drown in it, hm?" Katsuki lifts his hand to bring it down harshly on Izuku's ass, painting it red. "'Til you're nice and fucking full with our pups."
"Yes!" Izuku wails, and Katsuki lays flat on him to wrench him up by the hair. Katsuki bites his neck, growling in that way that makes him go braindead, and Eijiro gets a front row seat to how Izuku goes completely blank all over again, legs bending at the knee behind him instinctively, to tug Katsuki deeper, harder inside of him. "Breed me, alpha!"
"Fuckin' knot slut."
Eijiro's cock is already getting hard again.
Katsuki is rough as he takes Izuku, barreling his cock in and out with full thrusts even as Izuku's cunt convulses more often than not, bearing down impossibly tight.
It's amazing it's still tight after being fucked for so long, but Izuku was an overachiever like that. Eager to please, even getting fucked past the point of comprehension.
Katsuki snarls, baring his teeth against Izuku's neck as he nears orgasm. He can taste some of Eijiro's cum, dripped down to Izuku's neck and spreading messily across his chest, and it sends him to a frenzy, wanting to add to the mess.
And if he can't cover his face right now, well. His pussy was a good place to spill his seed deep inside.
Katsuki spanks him again, just to feel how Izuku jumps at the slight pain and blinks his eyes open.
Katsuki still has him by the hair, so he jerks Izuku's head back to make his body crane like a curved bow. Most of him is still flat against the floor, though, making his hips bear the brunt of the assault on his hole.
"Take it," Katsuki hisses, feral. "Take it, take it, take my cock— fuck!"
His knot balloons out, catching at Izuku's rim. He shoves it in further, carefully not to actually hurt his omega, and bites his lip to silence himself so he can hear perfectly clear how Izuku whines and moans and cries for it, words unintelligible as Katsuki finally begins to cum inside of him.
It spills in deep, but there isn't enough room inside of Izuku to hold it all and have space for Katsuki's dick. Some spurts out almost immediately, even around the wide knot sealing his hole. Izuku trembles as the heat of it drips off his clit and stains the nest beneath him.
He hasn’t cum yet, but he's close by how his chest is heaving and how his eyes have rolled back into his head.
Katsuki bites his gland, right over his claiming bite, and that seems to do the trick.
Izuku's thighs squeeze shut, regardless of the thick alpha nestled between them. He clamps down around Katsuki's hips from behind and whimpers helplessly as he cums so hard that it hurts.
Katsuki continues to rock their hips together to milk himself using Izuku's hole like the toy he was for them.
He feels stuffed full. He doesn't even know how he'll get all the cum out of him later, if his alphas ever let him off of their cocks after this. But it feels so good being their obedient little omega that Izuku wouldn't complain either way. All he wanted was their cocks— their cum.
Fuck, he couldn't cum anymore. He might actually lose his mind, and he'd come dangerously close to it already.
Izuku goes limp against the nest. All he can do is weakly groan when Katsuki leans his weight down atop him.
"Can't wait to see you full of my pups, omega," Katsuki moans.
Eijiro makes a needy noise at the declaration, eagerly nodding. "Wanna fill him…"
Izuku grunts as Katsuki keeps grinding his cock, doing nothing more than nudging the tip of his cock against his fluttering insides.
He misses the nod Katsuki gives to Eijiro, but he doesn't miss the shadow that cools his face, nor the hands steadying him by the shoulders as Katsuki shifts.
He ends up straddling Katsuki from above, his cunt throbbing as that just makes the knot sink deeper inside. Eijiro litters his face with messy butterfly kisses, and Izuku accidentally brushes his fingers across the heated flesh of his cock.
"Hnng— omega." Eijiro drools the words, burying his nose directly against Izuku's neck. Underneath them, Katsuki prods his fingers against Izuku's stretched cunt, nudging at his clit just because he can.
"Alphas," Izuku purrs, though it's more of a broken croak. He feels exhausted, legs like jelly as they shuffle him backwards in slow increments.
Katsuki sits up, and his chest is burning hot like a furnace against Izuku's sweaty back. When Izuku tips his head back, he realizes that they've crossed the room so that they're up against the wall.
Eijiro kisses him as he makes a curious noise, and Katsuki growls just so that he can have a turn.
"Fuck," Katsuki hisses as Eijiro deliberately slips his cock between their legs, nudging it against Izuku's overstuffed pussy. There's no way it'll go in- not from this position at least- but Izuku obediently spreads his legs wider to make room.
Katsuki clicks his tongue, punctuating the noise with a sharp, "Wait, fuckin' knothead," and Eijiro backs off.
But his tone gentles again as he says, "I know your dick hurts, but I'm stuck in him, Eiji— you gotta fuckin' wait."
Izuku's thighs, soft with fat and bruised with hickeys, end up hooked over Katsuki's forearms as he's bared to his other alpha. Eijiro inhales sharply as the combined pheromones of his mates hit him, and his eyes go darker with need.
As if he isn't even aware of it, he absently begins to jerk himself off. Every so often, his cock will sneak forward and nudge directly against Izuku's clit, spreading the precum in a messy kiss.
Katsuki groans when their arousal mixes and spreads across his knot, and he shifts his hips. Izuku's entire body moves with the motion, and Katsuki laughs meanly as he lets one of Izuku's legs go to spread apart his cunt lips and show off.
"Look how greedy his little pussy is, won't let me move a fuckin' inch."
"Looks full," Eijiro agrees, and Izuku watches as his cock throbs in his hand. He only has one thing on his mind. "Wanna fill it more."
"Soon, babe. Our omega here is gonna give you a nice treat in a second. You just gotta wait for my knot to go down. Got it?"
Katsuki reaches forward and ruffles his dirty fingers in Eijiro's hair, and Izuku giggles, most of his higher thoughts having gone out the window about two orgasms ago. At the tittering noise, Eijiro hurries forward again to douse his omega in more of his scent.
His cum, still dripping from Izuku's cheeks and eyelashes, ends up spreading on his own face. He licks his lips and, leaving his tongue out, begins to lap at Izuku's freckles. Cum and sweat and overstimulated tears have left his skin tasty to Eijiro's instincts, and Izuku can feel his fangs every time he presses his lips too hard against his skin.
As they wait, Katsuki rewards their combined patience by rumbling at them, his pleased-alpha scent washing over them like a balm. It simultaneously calms and excites them. Katsuki was their pack leader, and nothing was better than having his concentrated scent and his attention focused directly on them and their pleasure alone.
Izuku shivers as his fingers continue to nudge at his pussy. It's sore after all the use, and his clit is surely swollen twice its size. They hadn't even needed to use a pussy pump this time.
Still, Katsuki's fingers feel impossibly hotter as they prod against the tender flesh, and Izuku's moan comes out shaky and lost when he expertly circles around the nub and casually urges him towards his next orgasm.
"Wanna taste while we wait, you big puppy?"
Katsuki lifts his fingers, and Eijiro is quick to take the two messy ones deep in his mouth and clean them of their juices.
"There we go. Nice and clean. Taste our omega?"
Eijiro nods, choking briefly when he grabs Katsuki's wrist to swallow his fingers deeper. They must nudge at the back of his throat, but he's more focused on getting his tongue in the valley between his fingers to drink down every drop. His moans are sinful as he does, though there's hardly a dense amount to get through.
Katsuki must feel how Izuku clamps down around him from the noises Eijiro is making, because he tightens his other hand against Izuku's hip and grinds his cock up in little circles.
Soon, Eijiro's drool has replaced what paltry amount of slick had been coating Katsuki's finger tips. It drips from his pursed lips, falling harmlessly between his spread thighs. Izuku watches as Katsuki lifts his hand higher, prompting Eijiro to strain his neck at an angle to keep them as deep as they can go.
When his spit ends up dripping off of his chin instead, it lands directly against his cockhead. His hips thrust upward reflexively, and Izuku bites his lip as he watches their alpha play with Eijiro much like how they've been playing with him for the last few hours.
Katsuki tugs his hand away, and Eijiro whines at the loss. He tilts forward, planting his hands flat against the disheveled nest that they had half-dragged towards the wall with them.
He's panting hard, face entirely painted pink in a mimicry of his red hair which falls in front of his face like a curtain.
Izuku makes a soft sound, and Eijiro's hips jolt forward. Another complete reflex.
"Come clean us up, little Alpha. Right here." Katsuki pats at Izuku's pussy, purposefully brushing his own cock as he does. "See if our omega was bad and spilled any of our cum, yeah?"
"Yes," Eijiro readily agrees, falling onto his elbows so that he can bury his face between their legs.
Katsuki hooks Izuku's legs over his arm again, squeezing tighter to keep them out of the way. His chubby belly hides some of the view, but they can both feel how Eijiro's big tongue swipes across their sensitive flesh.
He picks up where Katsuki had left off, first, and focuses most of his attention on Izuku's abused clit. Izuku tries to arch away, his noises coming out broken as he shakes his head, but neither of his alphas give him rest now that they're working themselves up again.
Eijiro's lips circle his clit and suckle hard. And soon as he's gotten all that he can fit behind his lips, he attacks with his tongue. Izuku can't do a thing to move away or move toward it, so he's able to pick the pace he wants.
And he wants it rough and fast. Every so often, a growl will tumble out of his throat and vibrate directly across the oversensitive bundle of nerves. Izuku will moan, and Katsuki will encourage the sound by canting his hips up higher. A wet squelch sounds as he displaces slick and cum, and Eijiro will just get even more feral.
And, once Izuku's clit feels numb, Eijiro dips lower to lap away the excess fluid that has spilled out of them.
He tongues at the full swell of the exposed portion of Katsuki's knot, smeared with tasty spend, and Katsuki groans from low in his throat. His head knocks back against the wall behind them, and his fingers dig sharper into Izuku's skin as his cock gives an interested throb deep inside of him.
And when Eijiro goes even lower, tonguing at his balls beneath that, he grabs Izuku's fingers and leads them between his legs, so that he can keep torturing his own clit while Katsuki grips Eijiro by his scalp and shoves him in deeper.
Izuku trembles as he does, his pussy rhythmically milking the thick cock keeping him spread open.
"P-please, alphas...!" Izuku's hips jerk, unable to move away from Katsuki's ironclad grip and Eijiro's probing tongue.
His alpha drinks down the mix of slick and cum that just barely leaks out of him, and then wriggles his tongue against where they're joined in search of more of the flavor.
When Eijiro can't get any more than that, he whines and nips petulantly at Izuku's inner thighs, as if he's willingly holding back on him. Katsuki shifts, and Izuku hurriedly keeps nudging, rubbing, poking at his clit until his hole is fluttering all over again.
But with nothing to busy his tongue with, Eijiro has backed off and begun to drool for it, staring at the deft way Izuku's fingers move. His face leans against one of Izuku's thick thighs, cheek squished against the soft fat. He's so close that Izuku can feel the heat of his breath ghost across his mound, and that just prompts him to play with himself faster.
It takes a moment for him to notice that Eijiro is stroking himself off, so desperate to be buried in something that he's stuffed a pillow between his legs and begun to rut against it like a horny dog. Izuku mewls uselessly, trying to comfort him.
Poor Eijiro's rut always hit him so hard... Izuku wants to help however he can, but Katsuki's knot is stubborn today, and he doesn't think his mouth will do the trick with how worked up he's gotten again.
"Alphaaa," Izuku whines, to Katsuki. "Nngh... I can take it— want Eichan's knot. Please, please, please...!"
Katsuki shushes him, fingers sneaking against his scalp before they curve into a tight fist and pull on his hair.
"Relax, omega. Quit clamping down so hard— there we go. Good omega," Katsuki rumbles, voice softest it's been all day. Izuku's exhausted body slumps against him, all parts of him going limp just from his tone.
Through his half-lidded eyes, he watches as Katsuki lifts one of Izuku's legs. He grunts something to Eijiro that Izuku misses, but soon his other leg is being lifted.
The cock inside of him shifts, nudging so deep that Izuku swears he can feel it prodding against the deepest part of him. He's so full, so overwhelmed that he can't even hum. Still, Izuku is entirely satisfied with how stuffed he is.
Then Izuku is being twisted on the cock inside of him. It's such a strange feeling that he can't help the startled cry he makes, hands flailing until his fingertips dig into Katsuki's biceps. One of his alphas shush him as he gets flipped, each leg being tossed up in the air until he's front to front with Katsuki, and his ass is bared to Eijiro's gaze.
No words are exchanged, but the two alphas must have a conversation with their eyes because soon Eijiro is palming at either side of his generous ass and spreads the cheeks so that he can watch Izuku's cunt twitch before it finally settles down.
Fingers nudge between his ass cheeks, until they catch on the tight hole there. Izuku gasps aloud at the feeling, though it's hardly the first time he's been fucked in the ass by them. Not during a rut though, and definitely not with something already in his front.
It's... more arousing than he expects. He wants it so badly, now that the idea is planted in his mind.
Izuku settles his hips more comfortably around Katsuki, and then perks his ass towards Eijiro.
A thumb nudges low, gathering a bit of slick from his stretched taut pussy so that Eijiro can instead spread it against his rim. It's hardly enough for his whole cock, but it's a perfect amount for the finger that slips inside of him and nudges against the sensitive parts of him. Eijiro plays with every angle until he catalogues the different noises that squeak out of Izuku with each prod.
To aid a second and third finger, Eijiro spits on his palm and lets it drool down his fingers. Izuku moans at the sensation, hips jerking forward. Katsuki fucks up into him instinctively, keeping so still that it's clear he's near his breaking point. He can probably feel perfectly how Eijiro explores his ass, through the thin membrane that separates Eijiro's fingers from the full girth of Katsuki's cock.
Izuku's toes curl, desperate for more.
But Eijiro doesn't tease either of them more than he has to. He carefully fingers Izuku's ass until the rim is puffy and soft, thoroughly stretched. And when he grabs his cock, he slathers an excessive amount of cold lube all across it, until it drips messily between them and lands on the nest.
Izuku yelps when his cooled cockhead presses against his overheated hole, but he quickly calms when Eijiro's fingernails dig into his chubby flesh and force him still again.
"Good rut aid," Eijiro praises, eyes focused only on the tiny hole he's about to fill up with cock and cum. "'m gonna knot you good— don't spill a drop, okay?"
And before Izuku can even beg for it, Eijiro shoves his way inside. It's a bit too fast, too rough— but feels so fucking good as Izuku's ass is forced to stretch around the girth of alpha cock. He's lucky that Eijiro had the patience to stretch him so thoroughly or else it'd hurt— but it just feels... just feels perfect.
Izuku was wrong before. Being stuffed this full... it's true perfection. His pussy doesn't even have to clench down to feel the finer details of Katsuki's dick, Eijiro's cock in his ass does all the work for him. And having two pleasure spots at once being stimulated in opposing ways— Eijiro's rough, desperate thrusting in contrast to Katsuki's minute, calm ones...
Izuku cums again, somehow. It shivers through him like a chill, but settles warm in his stomach as his cunt dribbles juices between their legs. He buries his face against Katsuki's neck, hiding his fucked out expression there.
Eijiro is the one that urges him back, hand trailing upwards to circle around his neck and tug him until his back is arched and he's facing his alpha properly. Now that he finally has a tight hole around his cock, it's obvious he won't last long.
"Perfect little breeding toy," Eijiro praises as he fucks him hard and rough. "Gonna fill you up, gonna make sure you keep it warm for me in all your pretty holes, okay? You can take one more— just one more—"
"Yes! Cum in me again, alpha, cum in my ass!"
Eijiro's eyes roll back almost entirely behind his lids as he thrusts hard a few more times, their skin so sweat-slicked that it makes a sticky noise when Eijiro's hips meet Izuku's ass.
Katsuki grunts as Eijiro practically fucks Izuku up and down his knot, but he doesn't interrupt. He seems entirely satisfied, watching their omega fucktoy get double stuffed.
And Izuku is, too. But his head is swimming, his lungs ache with his wanton mewling and moaning, and he can't cum again. He cannot.
Eijiro pumps into him once, twice— and then yanks Izuku back so that he can stuff his cock in as deep as possible, until Izuku's cunt is straining to keep Katsuki's knot inside.
All three of them moan simultaneously at the sudden burst of stimulation— then Eijiro's knot is ballooning out in his asshole, stretching him all over again. Izuku isn't sure if it's an overstimulated sob that leaves his throat or if it's a laugh.
Either way, Katsuki squeezes both sides of his rear and spreads the cheeks so that Eijiro can perfectly watch how Izuku's hole strains, flutters, and eventually submits to the thick girth of it as they finally get locked together.
The flood of heat in his insides isn't anything new, but it still makes Izuku let out one last bleary moan as Eijiro's cum finally finds its home inside of him, as deep as possible.
He collapses before Eijiro's cock finishes twitching, entirely and wholly fucked out.
His knees ache even though he's on cushions, and his chest heaves as he struggles to catch his breath. Eijiro covers him in the back, catching his weight against Katsuki's shoulder so that Izuku doesn't get crushed.
Any more pressure on the overstuffed omega and he might just pop.
Izuku gurgles nonsense as he swears his belly has swelled up with the amount of cum forced inside of him. He'll probably be leaking it for days, weeks. He kind of wants to taste it again, too.
"Oh, he's out of it," Katsuki hums, patting up and down Izuku's back. "His eyes practically crossed the last time he came."
"Fucked stupid," Eijiro says, sagely. "I've heard of it before."
"Dummy," Katsuki snorts. Then he immediately hisses, "Oi, stop moving so much— just let your knot go down."
"I am!"
The two of them lightheartedly banter as they catch their breath. Eijiro is very careful of the bruises and scratches on Izuku's body, but he does occasionally lean down to snuff at Izuku's neck and purr when it reveals itself as a perfect mix of all three of their scents. Best way to scent an omega was to stuff them full of cum, after all.
Izuku woozily laughs to himself. It seems like the noise is infectious, because soon Eijiro is giggling, too.
Katsuki clicks his tongue at them, but he laughs, too, as they finally begin to shift positions. Izuku isn't exactly processing the passage of time now, but he can feel the way Katsuki's knot has gone down to normal. It slips easily out of his front, but Eijiro still has a few more minutes.
But now that his front is free, Katsuki easily lifts his partners and prepares the nest for a nice long nap.
Izuku blinks in and out of the preparations, but soon enough Eijiro's knot is slipping out of him too.
Yet, barely any cum spills out of him beyond a few full dollops that coat Izuku's holes and make them shiny with it. Otherwise, his already chubby belly keeps its new pouch, physical evidence of the sheer amount of cum his alphas graced him with.
He comes back to himself just as they lounge out on the clean blankets and pillows, watching how Eijiro brightens up as soon as he notices the awareness come back into Izuku's eyes.
"Hey, baby. You did so good today." Eijiro cups his palms against Izuku's face and brushes their noses together. "Were we too rough?"
"Tch. We went easy on him at the end," Katsuki gripes, teasing. "He coulda taken a few more knots."
Yeah, if he wanted Izuku braindead by the end of it. All he'd be able to think about is cum and knots and... and getting bred.
Well, on second thought... sounded kind of fun.
Izuku just hums an affirmation to Eijiro's question, his head too heavy for his neck as he lets his eyes drift shut. Gentle fingers massage his temples, and a moan tumbles out of him when one of Katsuki's hands comes to join the massage in the form of scalp scratches.
The noise makes his alphas pause. Against the backs of Izuku's thighs, he can feel someone's cock twitch eagerly.
"Let's put him in the wall again," Eijiro quips, cheerfully. "That was fun."
Katsuki snorts, and Izuku wearily sighs. Still, he can't help his encouraging smile when Eijiro turns his puppy-like eyes to him.
"Alright, Eichan."
Oh, the things he did for his alphas. Ah, well.
"You're gonna fuckin' spoil him," Katsuki says, as if hearing his thoughts.
Katsuki grumpily cuddles his face against Izuku's back. He licks a line of spit across Izuku's spine until Izuku laughs, and then punctuates it with a kiss.
"You both deserved to be spoiled," Izuku says simply.
Eijiro knocks into both of them with a big hug, which sends Katsuki off into growling and snapping. Eijiro takes it all in stride with a happy laugh and by overrunning him with loud kisses across his face.
Katsuki goes down with less of a fight after that, and Izuku ends up thoroughly squished beneath the sudden dog-pile. He couldn't say that he minds much.
"Don't kill our omega, idiot," Katsuki frumps, muffled where Eijiro has stuffed his face to his chest. Distracted, gentle hands (four of them) pat along Izuku's skin until they can grab him.
Then, he's firmly sandwiched between them, covered with pillows and a couple thick blankets.
Katsuki lets Izuku's head rest against his bicep, curving the hair out of his face with a tender touch.
Eijiro, on the other side, breathes in deep the scent of content omega and lets Izuku bask in his own pheromones in response, encouraging all three of them to slowly drift to sleep before they begin their next romp.
If he's lucky, it'll be a couple of hours of rest. If not, he'll get plenty of pampering after their ruts are over, probably with many long baths and warm comfort meals while his alphas dote on him.
"Sleep," Katsuki orders. "Can hear your brain mumbling."
"That's not how it works," Izuku drawls, but nods nonetheless. Eijiro is already knocked out, head on the soft part of Izuku's belly and arms locked around his waist. Higher up, Katsuki squeezes him tight, burying his face against his scalp and leaving a small kiss there.
So, no. Izuku didn't mind being used as a toy sometimes— especially not when his alphas love him so much, all the time.
Besides, it was fun being so thoroughly fucked. Maybe they could try doing it in one hole at the same time on the next one, hm?