Work Text:
Dampness beaded on his brow as he glared at the door in front of him. He understood that he wasn't breaking any rules, Hitoshi gave explicit permission to visit while away on a mission. He'd just never had to use the option. Stomach churning with nerves, he raised his arm to rap his knuckles across the wood just as a drop of sweat trickled down his spine. The anxiety screamed at him to escape, almost winning right there before the door swung open.
Katsuki hadn't necessarily thought Hawks would be wearing comfortable clothes, but a full blown suit hadn't crossed his mind. If he wasn't so tense, the outfit would have been helping him shift into the proper head space.
"Bakugou, come in." Hawks smiled and ushered him through the entryway. They stopped in the middle of the living room and Katsuki stood stiffly with his hands in his pockets and taunt shoulders. "Bakugou," Hawks called out softly. "We don't have to continue if you're uncomfortable. You can leave and I'll never bring it up again."
"It's not, I'm not like a bad uncomfortable. I'm just." He grunted in frustration and aggressively racked his fingers through his hair. This is why he never came to Hawks for help when Hitoshi was gone. Hitoshi understood him, and could read him when he had difficulty articulating his words. He swallowed and forced himself to meet Hawks's patient gaze. "I need it."
Hawks closed the short distance between them and brushed a thumb along his cheekbone, and Katsuki leaned into his hand. Hitoshi was pushing two months undercover and the warmth of someone else's skin was like a balm to his frayed nerves. Work had been a shit show recently, annoying PR events, and nosy paparazzi vultures. Katsuki felt like a string stretched to its limits, seconds away from snapping. He didn't want to think anymore, wanted the decision making taken away from him for a bit.
"Would getting on your knees for me help you relax?" He nodded and Hawks guided them to the couch where Katsuki immediately sunk down to the floor and tucked himself between his legs. Hawks clicked his tongue with amusement and moved his cheek on his thigh. "That's it, are you going to be a good kitten for me?"
A small part of him clung to anger about giving in so quickly, but he was tired , and Hitoshi trusted Hawks enough to let him take care of Katsuki. "I'll be good," he confirmed and Hawks grinned.
"We have to go over a few things before we start, okay?" He brushed the tips of his fingers across the side of his neck. "We won't go too extreme this first time since I'm not familiar with your limits. Tell me what you like."
"I like impact play, breath play." He sighed as the light ministrations on his throat encouraged him to go limp. "I don't mind a little degrading and I'm okay with orgasm denial. I've never gone more than four orgasms in a session." Katsuki narrowed his eyes. "Where's the princess?"
Hawks picked up his phone. "I sent him on an errand to ease you in a little before he joins. He'll be here." He lifted Katsuki’s head up by the chin. "Traffic light system or tap either one of us twice if you can speak, understand?"
"Light system or two taps," he repeated back.
Hawks grinned. "Take your clothes off for me, kitten." Slipping his tank top off with ease, he stood up to drop his sweats and the rest of his clothes until he waited for the next command. Hawks silently absorbed the sight of his body with his head tilted to the side and hooded eyes. Katsuki fought the urge to squirm under the new attention. Finally, Hawks ended his misery by curling his hands around his waist and pressing the cool pads of his thumbs into his hip bones. He allowed himself to be pulled into his lap, hesitantly placing his hands on Hawks's shoulders.
Fingers laced through his hair and tipped his head back. Hawks dropped the hand from his hair to gently lift his hips up to cup his ass. The tip of his tongue flicked the underside of his jaw, followed by a brief scratch of teeth without enough pressure to leave a faint mark. He trailed down the column of his throat, along a collarbone, and back up again. The light touches whispered across his skin, sending cold chills over his body and making the hair on his arms stand on end. The seemingly random path made him hyper aware of the short teases of teeth and tongue, each one becoming more sensitive than the last. The anticipation of the next ghosted touch overwhelmed his senses to where he distantly registered Hawks kneading the flesh of his ass and back of thighs.
"Look at you," Hawks cooed and smeared the bead of precum on his dick, making his hips jolt with surprise. "I've hardly touched you and you're already a mess."
"Fuck you," he rasped, annoyed at how little heat backed the words.
"That's not very nice, kitten." He dug his thumb into the underside of the head of his cock and Katsuki moaned. In slow motion, Hawks shifted his position to him laying across his lap with his ass in the air. "No cumming until I give you permission. Rude kittens have to earn it by being good."
The first smack was light, meant to slowly warm the area up for more intense hits. It quickly wasn't enough, and he grunted with frustration. Hawks chuckled and continued with the baby pace. "Give me more!"
"Good kittens ask nicely."
Katsuki gritted his teeth. "Hit me harder, please ?"
"Not good enough." He sighed disappointedly. "I want to give you what you need, but you have to follow the rules." Katsuki stubbornly ignored him and endured the useless blows, trying to tamp down the disappointment. He pathetically didn't last long, whimpering another 'please' and was rewarded with a sharp smack.
He groaned and burrowed his chest into the couch, wiggling his hips in the air. Hawks spanked him again and the sting of pain temporarily filtering out all the bad shit. Sometimes he hit a spot in succession, while also alternating between ass cheeks and thighs. His skin throbbed, but the ache acted like a safety blanket and let him peacefully float in a hazy cloud.
Delicate fingers brushed his damp bangs off his forehead and he turned his face to nuzzle against them. "How are you feeling?"
"Green." He peered up through his lashes. "More?"
"Fuck, kitten." Hawks licked his lips. "Hitoshi wasn't wrong when he said you were adorable when you begged."
"Obviously," he huffed, a little offended that anyone doubted it. When he resumed, the smacks were firmer and the discomfort shot straight to his dick. With the position, there was any friction, and he whined as he jerked his hips. Tiny whimpers escaped his throat while he clawed at the cushions. The echo of each slap in the room sent another pulse through his abdomen.
"Do you want to cum?" Hawks asked in a mocking tone.
" Yes ."
He hummed. "I don't think you've earned it quite yet. You handled your spanking well, but I had to remind you to behave." Nails scratch his scalp. "Get back down on your knees." Katsuki blinked at him, but followed directions and settled back between his legs. "I almost forgot, Hitoshi doesn't like to receive during play." Hawks cradled his jaw in his hand. "I like being touched, what do you think about that? Sucking my cock, and then you'll get your reward."
"Yes, Sir." He tentatively placed his hands on Hawks's thighs. The corner of his mouth quirked up and he draped his arms over the back of the couch, gesturing with his hand to proceed. Adrenaline sparked up his spine. He needed to make Hawks feel good. His hands trembled slightly as he unbuckled his belt and released his half hard dick. Katsuki leaned in and teased the tip with his tongue before fully taking it in his mouth. By the time he worked him to full hardness, spit dripped down his chin. After a few failed attempts, he relaxed his throat enough to swallow it all down until his nose brushed against blonde pubes. Hawks cursed and buried a hand in his hair to buck his hips to slip further inside. He let his body go lax in the grip.
" Shit ." He moaned and thrust again, easily sliding in and out. "You love this don't you? Being used like a toy." He hummed in agreement. He stared down at him with lustful eyes and forced his head to meet his hips. Katsuki loved it, the feeling of being completely used for someone else's pleasure. The tears spilling over his cheeks seemed to drive Hawks to thrust harder.
"My, my. I wasn't expecting something quite like this." Katsuki jumped with surprise when Touya rested his hand on his throat. "I figured you were a little cock slut." He added pressure and both of them moaned. "You're a pretty one though." A hot tongue flicked over the drying tears and warm fingers curled around the base of his dick. Katsuki keened, clutching at Hawks's pant legs.
Hawks tsked. " Touya , he's not supposed to cum yet."
"You have to wait until he does?" Touya whispered in his ear, and he attempted to nod. Touya snickered and plastered his naked chest to his back, his boner pressing against him. "Wanna see if I can get you off before you finish him?" He tried to growl since he couldn't bitch him out with a mouthful of dick, but whatever it sounded like made Touya laugh at him.
Groping his chest, he pinched a nipple and Katsuki arched his back. Touya stroked him with more purpose and he choked on a moan. Hawks continued pounding his throat, and he struggled to breathe deeply through his nose. With the added stimulation on his own dick, his impending orgasm threatened to spill over. It was all too much , and he tried to ignore it, and didn't want to cum yet. He was a good boy who followed the rules. The muscles in his abdomen twitched from effort to hold back, and his thighs were trembling. Seconds before he would have come, Touya squeezed around him to stave it off.
"Don't worry, kitten, I wouldn't purposely make you lose." He chuckled and rested his chin on the shoulder.
Hawks pulled out and suddenly Touya forced his jaw open with two fingers in his mouth. Katsuki watched him finish himself and shoot his cum over his face. Some of it landed on his tongue, but most of it splattered across his cheeks and chin. Touya ripped his hand away and crashed their mouths together. The kiss was messy and uncoordinated in between Katsuki gasping to refill his lungs. He cut it off just as abruptly as he started it, and started to lick his skin clean of cum, ending with the drops sliding down his throat.
"Come up here, kitten." Katsuki slowly registered the command and sluggishly crawled up into his lap where Hawks turned him around to face Touya. "Why don't you take care of our play thing?" Those turquoise eyes lit up and he crowded up to the couch. As soon as Hawks settled him with his legs spread wide with his knees, Touya deepthroated him.
"Fuck!" His hips jolted. "Not gonna last long," he warned in a raw voice.
"That's okay." Hawks petted his hair. "He's beautiful with his lips around a cock, isn't he?" He wasn't wrong. Somehow his eyes were still smug when they gleamed with unshed tears. True to his word, his stomach quickly tensed and soon was cumming. After he rode it out, Touya leaned up for another kiss, feeding his cum back to him. Katsuki whimpered and laved at the offering with his tongue. Eventually, he dropped his head back onto Hawks's shoulder while Touya nipped at his jaw and throat, undoubtedly leaving a few marks. "Are you ready for Touya to start stretching you?"
"Green."
Touya reached somewhere off to the side and procured a bottle of lube. He yanked his further down Hawks's lap and poured some over his fingers. The slicked finger was warm when it breached him. The movements were patient and methodical at first, letting him adjust before he added a second one. Once he started to rock to meet the thrust of the fingers, Touya targeted his prostate.
"Kitten," Hawks kneaded the pulse pointed on his neck. "Can we fuck you together?"
He furrowed his eyebrows, struggling through the confusion with Touya assaulting the sensitive nerves inside him. "Aren't you already?"
Hawks puffed out a small laugh. "I meant literally."
"We're asking if we can both be inside you at the same time, kitten." Touya clarified.
Katsuki's train of thought halted. They wanted to put both their dicks in his ass? Part of him was horrified by the proposition, but the bigger, curious and horny, part, said fuck it. "Go for it."
Touya raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"
He rolled his eyes. "I'm not made of glass. Your dicks aren't going to break me."
"Remember those words, kitten." Touya grinned and added a third finger.
Tired of talking, Katsuki leaned his head back again and closed his eyes. Hawks roamed over his body, tweaking a nipple or randomly running a soothing hand over his pelvic bone. Air rushed between his ears and every brush over his prostate sent shock waves through his body. A fourth finger joined the rest and soon Touya was fucking his entire hand to the knuckles inside him.
"Lay down on the floor, Touya." The fingers leaving his body made a squelching noise and Touya backed away from the couch. "Go on, kitten, show me how pretty you are when you ride my snowflake." Katsuki scrambled off his lap on wobbly legs and crawled over Touya.
"Hey, kitten, are you…" He cut him off by sinking down on him, both of them cursing as he stopped flush against him.
"That's how I shut you up," he taunted and started rocking his hips.
"Fuck off," he hissed through his teeth.
Bracing his hands on his chest, Katsuki lifted himself up and dropped back down. Touya’s arms flew out to dig his nails into his waist. He wished Hitoshi was here to see Touya an absolute mess underneath him. Pressure between his shoulder blades tipped him forward, causing him to move his hands to the floor beside Touya’s head. A mix of panic and anticipation bloomed in his chest when Hawks started carving inside next to Touya.
"Easy, kitten. Our birdy is gonna take care of us." Touya stroked down his back.
The stretch burned like nothing he'd felt before, like he was being split in two. He was so fucking full , he swore his stomach was being invaded. He couldn't catch a breath, unsure if it was a pleasurable pain or not at first.
"I need a color, kitten." Hawks rasped in his ear.
"Green." Touya’s eyes flicked away from him and he nodded.
Then Hawks started moving. Touya formed an alternating rhythm with Hawks. Katsuki resigned his fate of being a glorified cock sleeve, content to drown in the sensation of being spread insanely wide and a constant pressure on his prostate. His mind buzzed loudly in his ears and every nerve in his body was vibrating. Touya came first, mewling into Katsuki’s neck. Hawks grunted and continued fucking in his sloppy hole, lube and cum dripping down the back of his thighs. Katsuki tipped over the edge next, the friction of his dick between their bodies too much on top of everything else, and he clenched down until his second orgasm ended. Hawks followed close behind, thrusting a few more times before burying in deep to fill him with cum.
Katsuki collapsed on Touya, their breaths syncing as they gathered their bearings. If it wasn't for the various sticky messes on his body, he would have fallen asleep. He wasn't sure how much time had passed until he heard footsteps returning to the room.
"Come on, you two. Bath time and then we'll rub some cream on kitten's ass so he doesn't walk weird tomorrow."
"No patrol," he muttered.
"That's good, but you're still getting rubbed down," Hawks tutted.
"You know, birdy," Touya said, "I'm the only one who didn't get a blow job, and you're the only one who didn't suck dick."
Hawks sighed. "Get in the bath."