Poisonous Desires ♡K. Bakugou x Reader x I. Midoriya♡

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♡♡(Y/N) POV♡♡

     Please! Please! Please! I think desperately as my fingers tease my pussy, not seeming enough.
     Not deep enough.
     Not good enough.
     Not foreign enough.
     I can't help as a sob comes through me before I angrily hit my pillow as I catch my breath. Am I really this pitiful? I think as a few sobs fall from my lips, still trying to ride my fingers for any bit of friction to relieve myself of my desire.
     My desire, my need, for these two men.
     Bakugou and Izuku.
     Ever since I watched them, the sheer passion and want that each of them had....I can't get it out of my head.

     "Fuck!" I sob again as I lay my face into my pillow before I can't help but scream into it. "IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR!" I scream out in a sob as I give out a scream of frustration.
      Knock knock knock knock knock!
      "(Y/n), are you—" Izuku, who seems like he ran a marathon (if the sweat on his face was any indication), says worriedly as the door flies open, making us both freeze.
      Panic fills me as I grab my pillow to hide my bare lower half before wiping my eyes with the back of my hands quickly. "Izuku! I-I-I thought you and Bakugou were working today!" I say as I eye him, surprised.

     The green-haired man quickly gulps before he turns, his back to me as he shifts on his feet. "W-We were. Uh, Katsuki— Katsuki let me out early since he wanted to do paperwork." Izuku explains as he shifts slightly. "I wanted to surprise you, but then got worried when I came in. I-I thought you were—" he stops to spare me a glance before looking even more flustered and looking back to the main living area. "Hurt."
     I can't help but give a sniffle as I wipe my nose and eyes again with the back of my hand. "N-No. Just... frustrated." I confess with a small laugh. "I'm so sorry, I'm pitiful," I claim with a scoff.
      "No, no, no, no, you're not." Izuku comforts as he grips the side of the door, seeming to debate coming in to comfort me. "Even I have a hard time too when I—" He pauses as his ears gain a red hue. "A-Anyways, it's hard when it's not someone else's or a toy helping out." He states.
      "I would have, but I forgot my charger at my house and I just... I needed something." I explain, shifting a bit, feeling a bit needier with him so close.

      The idea of pleasuring myself with him close shot through me before my body heats. Would he notice? I think as I slowly slip two fingers past my folds, imagining them belonging to the man at the door. A small gasp comes through me as I look to him, finding his gaze on mine.
     "Bunny," He calls, his voice scolding. "Are you touching yourself to the thought of me?" He questions, making me stare as he comes closer to me.
     "I-I-I—" I stumble as I look up at him, quickly moving my fingers away from myself. "N-No." I reply as he looks at me knowingly.
     "Oh. Well then," He states as he turns. "I was going to help you. But I guess you don't—"
      "NO!" I yell as I grab his arm before growing embarrassed and letting go of him. "I—" I stop as I suck in a breath. Just this once and never again. You don't want to ruin him and Bakugou's chances. "Please, Izuku, make me feel good." I plead as I look at him.

     A gentle, but still possessive, look shows on his face as he smiles at me softly. "Of course," Izuku says as he slowly moves the pillow before I look away, flustered.
     He's seeing me.
     All of me.
     "With or without clothes," Izuku says as he turns my head to look at him. "You're absolutely perfect." He states before gently kissing me.
      I can't help as I relax into him, his touch was addicting.
     "Let me take care of you?"
     His eyes.
     They were enchanting, so gentle and soft, while still filled with desire.
     "Yes," I reply softly before he gently picks me up and leans my back against the pillows at the top of my bed. I watch as he moves to lying on the bed, pulling me towards him and bringing a gasp out of me.