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The shattered moan Iida was greeted with quaked him to the core. Dropping his briefcase in shock as he gazed on the debaucherous display him at the door. Shinsou smirked leaning his head on his hand as he watched the straight-laced man, waiting to see what he would do next. He watched his purple haired lover smirk at him like a triumphant usurper on a throne. His eyes glinted in dominance and desire as he licked his lips, lulling his head back slightly as his fingers curled against the arm of the chair he sat so confidently on. Spreading his legs wider, Izuku nearly marveled before him in gratitude as he buried his face in-between them. Denki chased his thigh hungrily, eager to mark him, caressing up his leg, panting feverishly before trailing his way towards his green haired companion now sharing the labor and claiming his balls. Hitoshi growled, keeping eye contact with Tenya to the best of his ability, resisting the urge of his eyes rolling back.

"Welcome home, Darling." His tone dripped with sin he shuddered. "We missed you so much." His voice grew breathless as midoriya slowly licked up his length with Denki following him close behind before meeting at his tip, kissing happily tasing the pre that had dribbled from him. Slowly, Shinsou crooked his finger to his lover, pleased at how quickly Tenya shuffled out of his shoes and speedily approached him, clasping his head and kissed Hitoshi hungrily, his arousal obvious in his suit pants.

"I'm...falling...." He managed as the world became slightly blurred seeing his lover with his glasses in hand. Hitoshi carefully placed them in Iidas hand.

"I know you are, darling. Didn't that conversation at lunch feel so nice?" Iida nodded as his eyes began to full. "Put them on the end table and come back. I want you to show you how much I missed you today."

"Y-Yes." He stiffly walked towards the end table and placed down the glasses staring at the lenses wavering as clarity began to resurface.

"Tenya?" Slowly his head turned towards his darling, his adam's apple bobbing at the sound of his groan watching him lean his head back against the chair. "Come." The command was primal and rocked him as he slowly made his way over to him sinking, falling once again.

"Yes." He answered back just as primally, enjoying the feeling of falling completely under his control again. He felt so safe, so wanted, so wrecked. Izuku moaned loudly, shuddering softly against Shinsou's leg as he came, his mouth agape against his hard length. A hand snaked up his body as the freckled man gazed up at him with dull eyed devotion stroking his length slowly letting Denki savor the tip of him as he suckled gently. With a sly grin, Shinou slid his fingers into Izuku's mouth pushing deep into the back of his throat, his eyes wide as he clasped around his digits shivering as his eyes rolled back as he sucked.

"You've been taking so well to my triggers for you." He thrust his fingers inside him feeling the vibration of his moans as he began to lick between them. "Soon, I won't even have to put you under for you to be the suck slut we all know you want to be." Eagerly, he nodded knowing he couldn't speak with his mouth full. He turned his attention back to Iida clicking his tongue at how stiff his cock had become.

"Strip for me....slowly. I want to enjoy you." A blush rose to his cheeks as he nodded.

"Yes." His hands made their way to his suit jacket unbuttoning it slowly, just as he was commanded. Shinsou's breath hitched as the fabric parted from him, purring in bliss as Denki rolled his tongue around the tip of him before deepthroating him. His other hand pushed the blonde all the way down, taking claim of his locks and pumping him as he kept his eyes on his stripping lover.

"Fuck you look so good in a suit, Tenya." He growled. "But I can't fuck you all dressed like that." His voice burned through Tenya as he let his jacket drop to the floor already starting on the vest. Shinsou licked his lips pulling his hand out of Izuku's mouth acknowledging the whimper as he pulled him up by his chin gently and guided him to the arm to sit. He did the same to Kaminari, never taking his eyes off of Iida.

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