Possessiveness, hate-fucking, competition, threesome, female reader, jealousy, dacryphilia, lemon.

"Fuck, that's it babe...don't slow down now, be a good girl for me.."

Katsuki's grunts were like a symphony to your ears, even though you would never say it out loud. The sloshing, gurgling sounds of you choking down his dick echoed so loudly in your ears...and yet you could still hear the two boys arguing once again. It seemed they could never stop fighting...and never when it came to sharing you, which they only did with borders traced as thinly as paper.

"..You're being too rough with her, Kacchan."

You couldn't see Izuku from your place between Bakugo's legs, but you could already tell he was pouting, his fingers threading gently through your hair until Katsuki slapped them away. Soon one disagreement could turn into several, and then it would get physical, and then you would be in the middle of a warzone--and that was about the last thing you needed right now, tired and moody as you were from being woken up. But for now, things seemed at peace--Izuku allowed the indiscretion, and Bakugo replaced his hand atop your head to yank you off his dick, spluttering and coughing from the sudden shift.

"Fuck that shit. Spread your legs, babe--shitty Deku's gonna eat you out. Or, at least try."

His lips twitched upwards into a smirk, and Izuku muttered something under his breath, only cracking back into a bright smile once your eyes met again. Your blond partner flipped you over, so the upper half of your torso rested in his lap, and you could lean your head back against his stomach--and Izuku placed a hand on your inner thigh, already purring and cooing to you while he stroked your sensitive skin.

"My sweet girl...you're my favourite, you know that? So adorable, and so pure, even when you're being touched the way you like...you like it when I'm gentle, don't you? When I kiss you in those places that make you squirm, and-"

As if to make sure he didn't sit there for hours, going on about how much he loved you--Bakugo's foot raised up, and he brought his heel down on the back of Izuku's head, forcing him down face-first between your legs. You squealed on instinct, hands flying down to wrench his head away--but Katsuki kept him in place, huffing as his arms slipped around you to hug you tight against him.

"Dumbass. Can't even shut up for five seconds when he's got pussy in front of him...that's all your fault, ain't it princess?"

His nickname for you could have been laughable, if he wasn't so serious about using it--"Princess Explosion Murder" hardly fit any description of you, but you found your mind being taken away from the thought for the moment. Despite being forced into it, you squirmed in Katsuki's arms as Izuku's tongue eagerly wriggled inside you, pushing past rings of muscle to get as deep as he could--and during all this, you felt his nose bump up against your clit, every motion causing you to rock your hips and moan at what he was getting up to down there. And it wasn't any relief higher up, your boyfriend laving his tongue over the shell of your ear, and sucking on it like he was enjoying a lollipop.

"Eh? Can't breathe, Deku? Sucks to be you. Die quickly so I can fuck her on top of you."

Between your legs, Izuku's begging was muffled by your cunt, his eyes rolling back and face growing a darker shade the longer he licked you from the inside out. You thanked god, too, that Katsuki's leg was cramping--because at the second he loosened up, Izuku pulled away from his meal and breathed heavily, your fluids adding a sheen to the lower half of his face.

"...Don't be lazy, Kacchan. I'm gonna make her cum before you do."

You hadn't ever seen such a wicked smirk on Izuku's face before--and it was when he dove back down between your legs, tongue flicking out to tease your clit, that the competition really started.

"Fuck off, Deku! Like hell she'll cum cause of you!"

With your primary hole now occupied by your lover's fingers, you figured Katsuki would default to your rear entrance, a thought that made you sweat when you knew how rough he was going to be--but instead, he reached down to rip Izuku's hand away completely, and groaned as he yanked you back to sit on his lap, tugged his sweatpants down, and sheathed himself inside you so suddenly you swore he pressed right into your belly.

"Kacchan-! Don't hurt her! Oh, honey, are you okay?! Did big, mean Kacchan hurt you?"

Your face was cupped in his hands, and your lips smothered with kisses so frantically you could barely breathe, much less respond. But what took up most of your focus was Katsuki's rough, short thrusts inside you, stirring up all your sensitive spots and reducing you to a whining, submissive mess. And Izuku's cooing and fussing over you only lasted so long, before you felt his fingers trailing down your belly, and rubbing circles around your swollen, abused clit. Pleasure wracked you from all angles, and all you could do was grip on to Izuku's shoulders tight enough to bruise--and even while he was railing you, it wasn't enough for Bakugo.

"Fuck...hey, did you know he sniffs your panties when you're out? Fucking pervert's probably spunked in em, too.."

Katsuki's growling in your ear made you shiver, the contents of his whispering not surprising you, but certainly disturbing you nonetheless--and still rolling your clit between his fingers, your green-haired partner had a scandalized look on his face, as he stammered out a weak rebuttal.

"N-No I don't! You're one to talk, Kacchan--he forced me to dress up in your clothes, so he could dry hump me in your bed when you were gone!"

At that, you could practically feel Katsuki's face flush--and he reached over you to open his palm, and let off a few warning pops of nitroglycerin.

"Shut the fuck up, Deku! Who'd ever wanna hump you?!"

You felt the daggers in both of their eyes, anger building up into high risk of there being a fight--and so, you did the only thing you could think of, to bring their attention away from killing each other.

You cried.

"Oh! Oh, sweetie, don't cry! We weren't really fighting, I promise! Everything's oh..o-okay.."

"C'mon, babe, gimme a smile...you know I..I love you."

Katsuki spoke through gritted teeth, and Izuku moved right back into smothering mode--though, you had to have been a fool not to notice the weird way Izuku was flushing red, and even sweatier than before...and then you glanced down at your stomach, to see something familiar splattered all over your thighs...

"Fucking...did Deku just cum? Now that's fucked up, isn't it princess? I think he liked seeing you cry..."

This time, despite Katsuki's shit-eating grin and prideful observation, Izuku said nothing in response--instead, he got back down to be eye-level with your private areas, looking up at you in such a way you felt like he was a dog begging for a treat.

"I'm so sorry, honey...I just can't help myself, when you look so sweet, and innocent...how about I make it up to you? I'll help Kacchan to make you cum...I'm sure he can't do it by himself, anyways."

Izuku smirked, and he licked up your cunt like he was eating an ice-cream cone, enjoying every twitch and moan that you gave him, as well as the way Katsuki pulsed when he ran it over his cock. And Bakugo, on the other hand, grunted into your ear yet again, as he thrusted so hard into you he nearly knocked all the sense from your dizzy head.

"Fucking idiot. I'm gonna make sure you pass out, princess...so cry if you want. Maybe then this pussy-whipped dumbass can see how you really like to be fucked."