Todoroki felt absolutely wrecked from the stunt in his fathers office. He was going to try his absolute best not to go there until he could remove the images of Bakugou's orgasm face out of his head.

Bakugou had been glancing at his neck constantly since they left the agency. He hadn't been able to see how bad the damage was - but he could assume it was rather colourful.
Opening the door a little quieter than usual, Todoroki stepped in with Bakugou at his heels into their apartment - he didn't want to wake Kirishima if he was sleeping.

"Oh hey guys! How was- Bakugou! I told you to not mutilate him!"
Todoroki was surprised to see Kirishima up so late - even more surprised to see the way the red heads mouth dropped at the sight of his neck.
Was it that bad?
"I didn't fucking- I just- Fuck off!" Bakugou stumbled, a sudden blush taking up his face.
Todoroki abruptly left the two of them to go to the bathroom - he needed to see.

A large bite mark took up one side of his neck - blood wasn't drawn but was literal nano-metres from doing so. Hickeys also scattered across his neck and collar bones.
For now, he only thought about what miracle he would need to hide them at work. He could think about everything else later.

He paused before he left the bathroom.
He looked... different.
Yes - the marks, pupils still blown out, lips swollen, hair roughed up - but there was something else - something he couldn't put his finger on.
He'd changed.

"Are you incapable of controlling yourself? We talked about this! You don't wanna scare him off -"
"Fucking wait till he's underneath you - you have no idea!"

Todoroki's lips twitched up at the others - they knew he could still hear them, right?
He shook his head as he left the bathroom.
Wait.

Bakugou was overpowering Kirishima with his lips - Todoroki could see their tongues swirling in open mouthed kisses. He'd recognised the to were interested in him - but he'd barely even thought about how they would be together. Other than the quick kiss at the party, this was his first time seeing them like this.
He couldn't stop watching.
Bakugou firmly held the red heads hips in place, using his fingers to grab at muscle while Kirishima had slid his own hands up the blondes top. Todoroki wasn't sure if he was intruding or not - are they a three way thing? Like... triangular? Tri-pointed? A triple?
He really needs to start researching this stuff...

"Gonna keep staring like a weirdo or join in?" Bakugou called, lewdly running his tongue up Kirishima's neck.
"I need to shower."
Obviously he wanted to join in - but he wouldn't be able to be comfortable with all the sweat and fluids has on him (and in him?) right now.
"Shower it is then." Bakugou stated before bending down and throwing Kirishima over his shoulder like it was a casual thing to do.
"Wha?! Hey! Put me down! Todoroki help me!" Kirishima yelped, giggling after.
Todoroki couldn't force down the smile that tugged at his lips.
"If you're not in here in 5 seconds I'm carrying your ass in too!" Bakugou shouted over his shoulder, almost whacking Kirishima's head into the door frame at the movement. He considered being a brat - he kind of wanted Bakugou to carry him.
Suddenly, there was a large thump in the next room with a cry of pain and aggressive shouting.
He promptly decided against that idea.

...

Todoroki was forever grateful for their large bathroom. It had a large tub as well as a floor to ceiling shower that was perfect for the three of them to fit in.
"Time to strip, boys!" Kirishima cheered, a large grin on his face. He tugged his top up from the hem - well defined abs flexing at the stretch.
"Shut the fuck up - you're ruining the mood." An already shirtless Bakugou grumbled, stepping out of his jeans - there was a small smirk on face though.
Todoroki could barely breathe. Watching the two of them strip was fucking with his brain - what was his name again? Who cares.

"You need some help? You're not too sore are you?" Kirishima walked up to him, quickly unbuttoning his shirt - a playful look on his face. His eyes lingered.
"Tch. Fucking useless." Bakugou also came over, fiddling around his waist area to get his trousers off. The two worked easily around each other.
*Todoroki.exe is not responding*
"Not sore." Todoroki choked out - the attention he was getting was quickly making blood run south.
Being the devil he is, Bakugou took his time taking Todoroki's boxers off - intentionally rubbing the head against the fabric. Todoroki weakly glared at him in response.
A hardness grazed his thigh - Kirishima's face bursted into red.
"S-sorry..."
The three of them were painfully naked and hard - the tension almost unbearable. The only sound was steady hiss of water from the shower.
"Todoroki... Is it okay if I... put it in this time?" The grin from Kirishima's face faded, leaving a much more heated - almost desperate look.
"Oh, sure-" Todoroki barely voiced the reply before  Bakugou was pulling both of them into the shower.

Todoroki had a sneaking suspicion this had been planned. Without saying a word, Bakugou leant against the shower wall, tugging Todoroki into his chest so a hardness pressed in between his thighs. Kirishima moved in front of him, slotting their hips together - they both groaned at the contact. The shower was on a low pressure setting, causing more of a mist than rain. Todoroki watched a stray drop run from Kirishima chiselled jaw all the way down his neck and into his collar bone.
The red head in turn was watching his eyes with interest - taking his own time dissecting Todoroki's appearance. Strands of wet red and white hair clung to his face, a dampness to the skin - the marks left by the blonde stood out against the white lighting of the bathroom.

"He should be pretty stretched out already." Bakugou mumbled impatiently over Todoroki's shoulder - the low frequency sent a shiver down the dual haired's body. Bakugou obviously noticed, letting his hands run up and down the bare skin on his sides before whispering absolute sin in his ear. He was planning on getting right under Halfy's skin.
Kirishima couldn't hear what he was saying but the way Todoroki's cock throbbed against his thigh was a good inclination.

Kirishima explored the mans torso, dipping his fingers inbewteen the lines of muscles, tracing his V-line. Todoroki's bottom half spasmed sensitively at the touch. Thankfully, Bakugou's grip at his hips kept them still enough for Kirishima to to explore further - shifting further in-between trembling thighs.
"Nnn- not too fast." Todoroki strained - already barely able to control himself.
"Don't worry, I'm much nicer than that beast." Kirishima grinned, flicking his eyes playfully to Bakugou.
"Shut it, shitty hair." The other responded, an evil smirk on his face.
As if proving the point, Bakugou suddenly grabbed Todoroki's thighs - using inhuman strength to lift him up. The victim yelped, a high blush taking over his cheeks as the blonde tugged his legs open - hands hooked under his knees.
"Well, well~ what do we have here?" Kirishima teased, using the back of his fingers to brush the sensitive part under Todoroki's head. He jolted at the zap of pleasure.
"Wha- Bakugou put me down." Todoroki panicked - feeling way too exposed to the excited red head.
"No chance." The blonde chuckled, beginning to mouth at his neck, grip tightening on his thighs.
"Just relax, okay?" Kirishima whispered, the smiling pair of lips hit his own - distracting him slightly.

"Nghh..." Todoroki moaned into the red heads mouth, fingers starting to breach inside of him. He grabbed at Kirishima's back, scratching at the muscles there. He was pretty surprised at how easily Bakugou kept him lifted, arms not even shaking at the weight, he really underestimated the blondes strength. Todoroki tried to rock his hips back - help Bakugou out a bit...
"Don't bother - I've had my fun..." Bakugou replied to the movement -whispering right into his ear.
"You're the best, dude." Kirishima commented, happily. Todoroki was starting to get whiplash from the red heads mood swings. One minute he was a blushing happy mess - the next he was glaring at Todoroki like he was about to eat him alive.
"Can you stop calling me that when I've literally had my dick up your ass." Bakugou snapped. Todoroki hesitated for second. They've had sex? In the apartment? Earlier?
"Did you really have to point that out right now Bakugou..." Kirishima whined, started to line himself up.
"When..." Todoroki's voice shuddered, high on pleasure.
"When you weren't home. Multiple times..." Todoroki tried to ignore the pleased smirk in Bakugou's voice.
"Let's talk about this later..." Kirishima rushed, starting to push his own hardness in - leaning his forehead into Todoroki's shoulder to gasp a moan out.

"W-when was - fuck - when was... nghhh - whe-" Todoroki couldn't get the words out, Kirishima was starting to find a steady pace and this position was making him see stars.
"We started in UA." Bakugou mumbled, Kirishima's movement was started to rub Todoroki against him.
"Why didn't y-you - shit - tell..." Todoroki trailed off into a loud moan. He was so exposed and sensitive - he wasn't going to last.
"Thought we'd freak you out." Bakugou responded, panting from the friction.
"It doesn't-" Todoroki broke off yet again when Kirishima started thrusting wildly.
"Later!" Kirishima ground out through broken moans. They really needed to talk about this later...

Todoroki tried his best to study the red head through clouded eyes. Water was running down his flushed face - eyebrows scrunched in pleasure. Just like Bakugou had before, he looked like he was holding back. Tense and desperate Kirishima was practically whimpering - speeding up to a brutal pace before forcing himself to slow down.
Did they think he's fragile or something?

To admit, if Kirishima did maintain that euphoric pace he definitely wouldn't have lasted this long. He watched Kirishima lean over, taking an opportunity to kiss Bakugou. He couldn't see them that well from his position but he could hear the low moans close at his ear.
What the fuck was he doing? It wasn't that long ago when he was just a quiet virgin. If only that earlier self could see him now - spread open. This wasn't him at all...

But why was he so addicted?