Bakugo x Reader x Kirishima randoms

Taking Turns Part 2 - Teaser

Pairing: Kirishima x Reader x Bakugo

Warnings: Pretty nsfw, pretty smutty

Summary: After the fun the three of you had the last time, the two boys decide to give in another shot and see how mad they can drive you.

A/N: SURPRISE BITCHES. I know what I said you all would get tonight. But the overwhelming thirst for this wasn't just something I could ignore~ (Don't worry the other ones are def coming but I need this NOW)

Somehow, both of them had cornered you in the hallway. Kirishima had his hands against the wall, trapping you between both of his indestructible arms. Behind him, Bakugo was smirking sadistically, recalling the night the three of you had shared over a week ago. "You didn't think we'd forget, did you gorgeous?" Kirishima taunted, taking your chin between his thumb and forefinger.

"Oh, no, absolutely fucking not," Bakugo growled behind him, pacing closer. "How could we forget the sweet body of a slut like you? I need that again. I'll make sure to show you that my dick is better than shitty hair's."

"Don't listen to him baby," Kirishima moaned, bringing his body in closer, pressing you in for a deep kiss. "He's nothing but a menace to society. You remember how nice I was to you last time?" The very thought of his words made you shiver, and he noticed. "Oh, yeah, you definitely remember. I can feel the beat of your heart against my chest at the very memory. You have absolutely no idea how arousing that is."

Bakugo worked his arm underneath Kirishima's, palm pushing right between your breasts to feel your heartbeat. "Jesus, you're right," he hissed, palm working his way over until he had one firmly grasped in his hand, nipple pinched tightly between his thumb and forefinger. "She remembers every single fucking second, doesn't she? Look at this. She's already so desperate that her nipples are poking right through her shirt. Do you see that, Kiri?"

"Oh yeah, I definitely see it," Kiri responded, hand moving downwards. "And I bet you... if I were to stick my hand down her shorts right now..." his fingers were working their way past the hem of your shorts, painfully slow. "She'd be wetter than ever. Oh, look, I was right."

His middle finger gyrated against your clit, while Bakugo twisted your nipple between his fingers, threatening to make you come at any given second, until footsteps were approaching from the stairs.

"You better be fucking ready for us on Friday night," Bakugo spat.

"Because, even if your aren't," Kirishima finished.

"We're taking everything from you anyways."