bowser bakugou x reader x wet bowser

ending 3: both *ೃ༄

"would you mind staying over tonight?"

"which one of us?" they asked in unison.

"both of you."

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it had been a few months since that day, and both bowser bakugou and wet bowser were still staying with (y/n). the three of them had grown especially close during this time, and sexual tension was at an all time high. (y/n) had come close to kissing both of them, however it seemed like the other would always interrupt before things would go any further.

(y/n) was growing more and more desperate by the day. it was obvious at this point that they both had feelings for her, and she also found herself equally attracted to both of them. she didn't understand what was stopping either of them from making a move on her, and to make matters worse she had no idea how she was even going to choose between them. if anything, she wanted both of them.

they had all agreed to watch a movie, and (y/n) decided to put her plan in action tonight. she picked out a skimpy red lace babydoll and a matching thong, slipping into the thin fabric as she admired herself in the mirror. the babydoll left her hardened nipples almost completely exposed, as they poked through the lacy material. she turned around, noticing how the thong hugged her hips and accentuated the curve of her ass. she felt herself grow damp as she knew neither of them would be able to resist her in this outfit, thinking about what they were going to do to her.

(y/n) made her way downstairs towards the living room, before she plopped down on the couch between bowser bakugou and wet bowser. the former nearly choked on the beer he was drinking, and the latter found himself looking her up and down, biting his lip.

"so, what are we watching?" (y/n) said seductively, hitching the babydoll up so that it was barely covering her ass.

she tried to hide her disappointment as wet bowser showed her the movie, before he got up to turn off the lights in the room and pressed play. the three of them sat in silence as the movie started, however their minds were all elsewhere.

bowser bakugou sat there with his eyes wide and mouth agape, feeling his hardened cock pressing painfully against his jeans as he continued to stare at (y/n)'s body. his eyes drifted from her round, perky breasts all the way down to her soft, delicate feet and painted toenails. he was thankful that the room was dark, otherwise she definitely would've noticed his raging erection. bowser bakugou had no idea why she would choose to wear something like this now of all times, was she doing it on purpose?

wet bowser was smirking to himself, he never thought that (y/n) would be so bold. he wasn't stupid, he had seen the way she looked at both of them, and it was obvious that she was getting more and more desperate each day for both of them to finally take her. he just never expected (y/n) to be this much of a fucking tease. wet bowser couldn't resist the urge to palm himself through his jeans, trying to repress his groans as he stared at (y/n)'s curves.

"like what you see, wet bowser?"

he could practically hear the smirk in (y/n)'s voice. wet bowser let out a moan, throwing his head back when he felt her hand replacing his, caressing his bulge. bowser bakugou stared in awe as (y/n) arched her back and stuck her ass in the air temptingly, revealing her pussy to him that was barely covered by thin string of her thong. the material was completely soaked by her juices, and he resisted the urge to shove his face in between her cheeks right then and there.

"mmh, fuck yeah i do, you fucking minx."

(y/n) giggled, before she began planting kisses on wet bowser's exposed neck, the movie long forgotten. his breath hitched as he grabbed onto her waist, bucking his hips into her hand. (y/n) gasped as she felt bowser bakugou land a harsh slap on her ass, her thighs squeezing together at the mixture of pain and pleasure.