Neapolitan

Fandom: BNHA / MHA

Pairing: Todoroki Shouto/Bakugo Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku

Warnings: none, this is just plain fluff y'all 

Rating: 18+

Summary: Shouto and Bakugo both have it bad for Izuku but when they confess to him at the same time and demand that he choose, Izuku refuses to do so. He loves them both! He could never choose just one of them but that's okay! He's got two hands, after all. 

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He had to admit…he didn’t think Deku could be so forward. Following close behind him, his shoulder occasionally bumping into that two-toned bastard’s, Bakugo figured that, since they were dating now, there was nothing wrong with him shamelessly staring at Deku’s ass as they headed up to the dorms. Course, they’d only been dating for about a day now, but the point still stood. Considering what they were going up to the dorms to do, staring at Deku’s butt, watching the outline of those plush cheeks shifting underneath his loose uniform trousers, seemed only natural. Todoroki’s shoulder lightly collided with his again. He had to bite his tongue to keep from snapping at him to move away. The fucker was walking just as close to Deku. One look at that calm, distant expression sent a wave of annoyance rolling through him. Just how hard it was to read this bastard never ceased to irritate him. What was he thinking right now? Was he just as irked by how things had played out as Bakugo was? Back in the common room on the fourth floor – the usually most deserted one since it was just a couple of couches and all the other ones had TVs – when they had both confessed to Deku at the same time, demanding that he choose one of them, Todoroki hardly seemed at all flustered. It was an encounter that had long been coming, waiting to occur ever since they realized they both harbored the same kind of feelings for Deku. 

They had come at him, expecting him to choose but, like always, Deku surprised them. Staring at them with big, startled eyes, Deku was silent for a painfully long time – long enough that even Todoroki started to look antsy – before gently informing them that there was no way he could pick between them. They were both precious to him but he had an alternative. What, Todoroki had asked, cocking his head curiously. What, Bakugo had demanded, hands shoved deep into his pockets, trying hard not to show how nauseous with anxiety he was right then. Smiling widely, Deku had walked forward to take Bakugo’s and Todoroki’s hands into his own. Eyes shining happily, his face practically a fucking star, Deku happily declared that he would just have both of them. 

Todoroki had agreed right away without hesitation but Bakugo hadn’t been so readily convinced. It was only after Deku had enthusiastically explained that he loved the both of them, he loved them so much and was so happy they had both confessed to him, that he had finally caved. Didn’t mean he was happy about it but…it was better than the alternative, which was handing Deku over to Todoroki. He still wasn’t 100% okay with this – sharing Deku with that two-toned bastard…he couldn’t see how that would possibly work. They were oil and water – no way in hell were they going to get along. Bakugo blew out a hard breath through his nose. Well, whatever, he wouldn’t let that bastard beat him. He’d show Deku that he was the best. 

Deku stopped in front of his dorm, paused for a moment then smiled sheepishly over his shoulder, “Maybe we should go to Kacchan’s room.”

“Uh, yeah.” Bakugo said flatly, “No way we’re doing this in front of a million All Might’s.”

“We could go to mine.” Todoroki offered, “It’s closer.”

“No way.” Bakugo sneered, already starting towards his dorm, “Mine is way more comfortable.”

To his satisfaction, Deku fell into step behind him. Todoroki, for the briefest moment, looked irritated but quickly followed after Deku, reaching down to catch one of his hands. A bolt of tingles raced up his arm when Deku’s fingers weaved through his own, curling tightly. It was a little reminder that this unease…it might be uncalled for. He was already at a disadvantage – Bakugo was Deku’s childhood friend. They had known each other for years. Even with a good amount of those years had been filled with turmoil, there was an intense closeness between them, cultivated over so much struggle, so much growth. Todoroki didn’t have that…yet. To keep this place by Deku’s side, he was going to have to work hard to show Deku that he was the best. Pushing open the door to his dorm, Bakugo stepped aside to let Deku and Todoroki through. As he was passing through the door, his gaze met Bakugo’s. An obvious challenge burned in those bright red eyes. Unsurprisingly, Bakugo wasn’t going to back down without a fight. That was fine with him – he wasn’t about to let Bakugo win. 

He didn’t wait until the door closed. The moment they were in the room, Todoroki stepped forward, pressing flush against Deku’s back. Wrapping his arms around him, squeezing him to his chest, he leaned down to place a kiss on the curve of Deku’s neck. His skin was warm and smooth against his lips. Giggling, Deku squirmed in his hold, one scarred hand reaching up to lightly curl into his hair, “Todoroki-kun, that tickles!”

“Oi.” Bakugo snapped irritably, slamming the door closed. Stomping over, he stopped in front of Deku, glaring hotly at Todoroki, “Getting started without me?”

Before Todoroki could offer a snarky retort, Deku held his arms out to Bakugo, a warm smile on his flushed face, “It’s okay, Kacchan. Don’t fight, please?”

“We’re not fighting.” Bakugo muttered, pushing himself into Deku’s arms. With the two-toned bastard’s arms wrapped around him, there wasn’t much he could do. There was one thing, though – something Todoroki obviously hadn’t thought up. Without a word, Bakugo reached up to cup the sides of Deku’s head, slipping his fingers through his soft curls, then swooped in to press their lips together in a firm, thorough kiss. A hard shudder of surprise passed through Deku’s muscular body. For a moment, Bakugo was sure he was going to pull away so when he sighed contentedly and pushed back into him, his smooth lips moving clumsily against his, a bolt of electric heat raced down to his cock. There was already a fire burning down there but the sensation of Deku’s lips on his ignited it to rage even hotter. He was rock hard in an instant. The front of his underwear was quickly soaked with precum. Hungrily kissing him, Bakugo pushed in even closer, annoyed that Todoroki’s arms were getting in the way. 

Not to be outdone, furious that Bakugo had taken Deku’s first kiss (as well as more than a little irritated with himself for not doing the same), Todoroki quickly decided that the only course of action to take was to escalate this even further. Lightly nibbling on the side of Deku’s neck, Todoroki loosened his hold as he sunk down to his knees. Gripping the hem of Deku’s trousers, he yanked them down to expose a gorgeous, plump butt. Deku squeaked loudly, a tremble racing through his legs. Mouth watering, a wave of dizziness rushing through him, Todoroki spread him open, marveling at how soft and plush the lobes of his ass were, to reveal an adorable pink hole. Sliding his tongue out of his mouth, he pressed it against the puckered edges, a bright sizzle of heat rushing down to his already throbbing cock when Deku moaned loudly, the sound muffled by Bakugo’s mouth. Stroking his tongue across his hole, he slathered the soft, sweet skin with a heavy layer of saliva. Fuck…he tasted so good…it was making his head swim. Inside…he wanted to be inside him already-! He wanted to claim him, to fuck him until he couldn’t forget the shape of his cock! 

Pulling away from the kiss with a sharp gasp, Bakugo looked down to figure out what Todoroki was doing to make Deku moan like that. His lips curled into a snarl at the sight of the bastard on his knees, hungrily devouring Deku’s ass. That was the game he was playing, huh? Bakugo stepped back, meaning to push Deku’s pants down even further so he could suck him off but paused just as his knees started to bend. His cock was painfully hard. If he didn’t get some relief right now, he might just burst. Deku’s mouth hung open, giving him a perfect peek at a pink tongue. The expression he was making…it was so goddamn sexy. Bending over slightly, pushing closer to Bakugo, Deku whimpered and gasped, his body trembling. Swallowing hard, Bakugo stepped back further, pulling out of Deku’s hold. Bright eyes, burning with naked want, looked up at him confusedly. Deku reached out to him, as though to pull him back but stopped when Bakugo reached down to the front of his pants. He didn’t have time for buttons. Ripping everything open, uncaring of the fabric he tore in the process, Bakugo shoved a hand into his soggy underwear to yank out his throbbing cock. 

Deku’s gaze immediately flickered down to stare at his length. The color in his face darkened further. Audibly swallowing, his mouth hanging open, breathing coming in fast, harsh pants, Deku gasped softly when Bakugo grabbed a handful of his hair, carefully but firmly yanking him down until his mouth was level with his cock. It was a weird position, but Todoroki quickly grabbed onto Deku’s hips, holding him steady. If the two-toned bastard had anything to say to that, it was lost to the blast of heat that rolled up from his cock when Deku eagerly stretched his mouth open wide and took Bakugo’s cock between his lips. Clinging to Bakugo’s hips, he sunk down halfway, sucking clumsily on him. A harsh moan slipped free from his mouth. Fuck-! His mouth was so hot! So wet! Deku’s soft tongue rubbed against the underside of his dick, sending fresh waves of trembling pleasure zipping through his veins. Curling his hand underneath Deku’s jaw, Bakugo began to lightly thrust, slipping his cock in and out of Deku’s waiting mouth. Behind him, Todoroki abruptly stood, panting heavily. His usually calm face was flushed bright red and clearly read his impatience. 

Tearing at his trousers with the same lack of care as Bakugo, Todoroki slipped his sopping wet cock free from his underwear. Deku’s hole was drenched with saliva. It was twitching eagerly, waiting for him to fill him up! Stepping forward, he pressed the tip to the puckered entrance. Deku shuddered, moaning around Bakugo’s cock. He couldn’t be irritated that Bakugo got to experience his mouth first when he was allowed this. Mind completely blank, burning with desire for Deku, Todoroki paused for just a moment to rub teasingly against him, wanting to make him moan even more before thrusting forward, driving his cock deep into that tight heat. A loud squeal came from Deku, who sagged underneath him, his knees knocking together. This position wasn’t optimal for this kind of thing. If he moved now, they might all go tumbling onto the floor. It was regrettable but…pulling out of Deku’s tight ass, a dazed smile tugging at his lips when Deku whined in disappointment, Todoroki looked up to Bakugo, who was still lazily fucking Deku’s mouth. 

“Bed?” He asked, his voice a low rasp. 

To his surprise, Bakugo nodded in agreement. He’d expected a little bit more of a fight. Pulling out of Deku’s mouth, he tugged him towards the bed. Not that he had to do much to direct him – Deku quickly jumped up, bracing himself on his hands and knees, looking between them with obvious excitement blazing in those bright eyes. Bakugo climbed up in front of him, wasting no time in pushing his cock back into his waiting mouth. Todoroki knelt behind him, shoving his cock back into that incredible tightness. Clamping down on his hips, he started to move, pounding into him, moaning and gasping softly as the muscles inside squeezed him powerfully. Pleasure howled through his nerves, setting his body alight. He already knew he wasn’t going to last long but…he was determined to make Deku cum before then. He…he wanted him to feel good…he wanted to make him feel better than Bakugo ever could. Bending over slightly, Todoroki reached down and around until his hand found Deku’s erection. Curling his fingers around it, he began to pump it in time with his thrusts. Squealing happily around Bakugo’s cock, thrusting into the ring of Todoroki’s fingers, Deku came startingly quick, moaning and gasping as Todoroki milked him. His hole squeezed him even more tightly. Gasping sharply, his back bowing, Todoroki slammed forward hard and came as well, filling his hole up with a hot load of cum. 

“Oi. Switch with me.” Bakugo snapped, slipping free from Deku’s mouth once more. Before Todoroki had time to react, Bakugo easily flipped Deku over onto his back and spun him around, forcing Todoroki-s cock to vacate. Humming with annoyance but knowing he shouldn’t say anything – it was Bakugo’s turn, after all – Todoroki, instead, turned his attention to finding out what it felt like to be inside Deku’s mouth. He happily took him in, running his tongue all over his length. 

Panting heavily, sweat rolling into his eyes, Bakugo pressed the head of his cock to Deku’s already sopping wet hole, infuriated that he’d been forced to have sloppy seconds. No matter, he would make him feel better than Todoroki ever could. Slipping his cock all the way in, smiling broadly when that earned him a sweet whimper, Bakugo began to pump his hips, maintaining a short, shallow thrust to keep the majority of his cock buried inside. Cum…cum, cum, he wanted to make Deku cum! He wanted to make him feel better than Todoroki had! That bastard had already made him cum, he had to make him cum even harder! Rubbing the palm of his hand against the head of Deku’s cock, emboldened at the powerful shiver that wracked Izuku’s scarred body, Bakugo couldn’t help but to grin wildly when Deku came within a few thrusts. Bringing his drenched hand to his mouth, he licked off all of his cum from his skin as he continued to thrust. Todoroki didn’t seem to notice – all of his attention was on Deku as he thrust into his mouth. That was just fine with him. More…more, more, he needed to make Deku feel even better! He had to be better than Todoroki-! 

He was so wrapped up in that need that the words slipped free before he could catch them, “Who’s is better, Deku? My cock or Todoroki’s?”

Two-toned eyes flickered up to stare at him. He had to resist the urge to smile. His…it had to be his. There was no doubt in his mind. Looking away, his expression returning to that blank mask, Todoroki pulled his drenched cock out of Deku’s mouth so he could talk. Panting heavily, his chest heaving, Deku slowly raised his head up to gaze at him. To Bakugo’s surprise, his expression, despite still being laced with lust, was stern. Swallowing audibly, Deku pulled in a deep breath before saying huskily, “You’re still on about that? I chose both of you. Neither of you are better, neither of you are worse – both of you are amazing. I couldn’t pick, even if my life depended on it. I want both of you so please…don’t make this into a competition. Just…be here with me, okay?”

Bakugo’s eyes widened. Todoroki inhaled softly. They looked up at each other at the same moment. Asking them not to compete was a little much but…for now, backing down wasn’t out of the picture. Sighing heavily, Bakugo pushed a hand through his hair. Todoroki leaned down to press a kiss to the corner of Deku’s mouth. They’d been so wrapped up in being better that they’d completely forgot to just be here…with the one they both loved so fucking much. Straightening back up, Todoroki looked back to Bakugo, who was gently stroking Deku’s thigh. They gazed at each other for a moment then he murmured, “Truce…for now?”

“For now.” Bakugo murmured.  

“You two, can’t you get along?” Deku laughed softly. 

“Yeah…” Bakugo said slowly then plopped down onto his butt, “Let us show you how good we can get along.”

“Huh? What do-“ Was all Deku was able to get out before Bakugo yanked him up into his lap. Their chests bumped together. His scarred legs hung over his thighs. Reaching behind him to spread those plush cheeks open, Bakugo thrust up to drive his cock back inside that incredible, tantalizing heat. Deku cried out loudly, curling his arms around Bakugo’s shoulders. Turning to Todoroki, offering a lopsided grin, Bakugo slid one hand down to brush his fingertips over where he and Deku were connected, “You gonna join me or what?”

It seemed to take Todoroki a moment to catch onto what he was saying. Cocking his head, he stared down at where Bakugo was buried inside of Deku for an annoyingly long time before it seemed to dawn on him. Eyes widening, Todoroki eagerly nodded, shuffling forward with an excitement that even Bakugo had to admit was adorable. The head of his cock bumped against Deku’s already stuffed full hole. A shudder passed through his muscular, scarred body. The rate of his breathing picked up dramatically. A sopping wet, throbbing, weeping cock rubbed against Bakugo’s stomach. He wished there was enough space between them to let him stroke it. 

Pushing up close to his back, pressing a kiss to the nape of his neck, Todoroki whispered, “Is it okay?”

“Y…yeah…” Deku gasped, his wide eyes brimming with heated want. He craned his head around to stare over at his shoulder, “Please…”

That was all he needed to hear. Knowing damn well that none of them were going to last very long, Todoroki braced himself in the hopes he could prevent himself from cumming the moment he pushed in. Burying his face into Deku’s sweat soaked hair, he pulled in a deep breath, took hold of the base of his cock to hold it steady and thrust forward, forcing his length in alongside Bakugo’s. Every muscle in Deku’s body seemed to tense up. His back bowed. A hot splatter of fluids splashed against Bakugo’s stomach. Smiling with delight, a similar grin mimicked on Todoroki’s face, they began to move together, continuing to fuck Deku as he came. It took a couple of thrusts before they found the optimal rhythm – moving in sync with one another to stir him up deep inside. Wailing loudly, bouncing in their hold, Deku sobbed and babbled incoherently. Kissing everywhere he could reach, Todoroki stamped down his impending orgasm, wanting to make Deku cum again and again before he even thought about cumming himself. Bakugo dragged his hands over Deku’s sweaty skin, memorizing every line, every curve, every angle. It was so tight inside him-! He couldn’t stop his hips-! He wanted to keep fucking him, to keep making him cum! He…he wanted to spend the rest of his life making him feel good! Todoroki’s cock glided against his own – the friction only served to ramp the pleasure up even further. Together, they made Deku cum two more times before, with a simultaneous moan, they thrust up together and came, flooding his insides with a flood of jizz. 

Crushing Deku to his chest, Bakugo choked out, “D…Deku!”

Pressing his face into the curve of Deku’s shoulder, Todoroki gasped, “Midoriya…”

Deku giggled weakly, slumping against Bakugo, “That wasn’t so hard…was it?”

Rolling his eyes, Bakugo eased Deku up off his and Todoroki’s cocks. That was a question he wasn’t dignifying with an answer. Of course this was difficult. Sharing Deku…that wasn’t an easy thing but…Bakugo sighed, lowering a half-asleep Deku into Todoroki’s arms. If this was what Deku wanted, if this was what was going to make him happy, then he would do it. Stretching out his cramped legs, Bakugo silently watched as Todoroki lowered Deku down onto his side. Brushing his hand through his sweaty hair, Todoroki gazed at his peaceful, contented expression for a few moments before saying softly, “I’ll try my best.”

“Yeah,” Bakugo sighed again, “me too. If it’s for him, we’ll make it work.”

Todoroki nodded, “Yeah. I’ll go get some water if you get a bath running.”

He paused for a moment then laid down beside Deku, curling his arms loosely around him, “Nah, just lay the fuck down. Bath can wait.”

Todoroki looked like he was going to protest for a moment, but the allure of snuggling quickly won over. Shimming down to press close to Deku’s other side, Todoroki pressed their foreheads together, sighing softly. He still felt uneasy but…knowing Bakugo felt the same, knowing that they’d be working together to handle this bizarre situation, it did make him feel better. He was right…this was for their Deku. They would make it work…somehow.