Kirishima tried to protest but he couldn't get his mouth to form words. His heart raced as he watched Ochako slowly unbutton his shirt, kissing his chest after every button and leaving a trail of red lipstick marks on his body. Then she was on her knees, taking off his belt as

He stood frozen, jaw dropped and eyes wide.

"W-wait ma'am! What about your husband?"

"What about him?" Ochako asked, pulling his pants and boxers down to his mid thigh. Kirishima's erection sprung free and he swallowed thickly.

"Shouldn't you be doing this sort of thing with him?"

"Maybe..." she licked her lips "But youre here now aren't you"

Kirishima nodded dumbly as Ochako stoked his length slowly, twisting her hand around his head.

"You're much bigger than my husband" she murmured, sticking her tongue out to taste the pre collecting at his tip.

Kirishima groaned, unable to stop his hips from thrusting into

Her hand.

"That's right, big boy, you want it?"

Kirishima whimpered and nodded.

"Use your words. What do you want?"

"I... Uh... I..." he stammered, he had never done anything like this before and he was unsure what to say. He couldn't look her in the eyes.

"Do you want to see how much of your cock I can fit in my mouth?"

"Please" Kirishima gasped and nodded again.

Ochako smirked then

Wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked hard.

"Oh /fuck/" he moaned

"So sensitive" She said before dipping her head back down.

It took everything Kirishima had not to thrust into Ochako's hot wet mouth as bobbed up and down on his cock, taking more of him in each time. One of her hands stroked what her mouth couldn't reach while the other

Fondled his balls.

Kirishima couldn't think straight. He could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching.

"I'm gonna cum" he slurred as his hips involuntarily jerked forward causing Ochako to gag.

Ochako pulled off quickly and gripped the base of his cock hard, causing him to yelp.

"Not yet" she breathed, her voice was rougher than before "Bed. /Now./"

Ochako stood up and rushed up the stairs before Kirishima had the chance to respond.

He bit his lip hard, glancing down at his throbbing dick covered in /Mrs./ Bakugou's spit and red lipstick. This was wrong, she was married, but Kirishima wanted more. He wanted to kiss her swollen lips and hold her in his arms.

He wanted to make her feel good. He wanted to see what her face looked like when she came. Clearly Mr. Bakugou wasn't giving her what she needed...

Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck before setting down the bottles of milk he had been holding and made his way up the stairs.

Ochako was laying on a queen size bed on what Kirishima assumed was the master bedroom. He stood frozen in the doorway, his cock twitched at the sight of her. She had changed out of her dress and into black lingerie with pink accents.

Ochako motioned for him to come closer

And he stiffly took a couple steps into the room, his pants still awkwardly around his thighs.

"So shy" Ochako mumbled and she reclined into a mountain of soft pillows.

"I -uh- I've never done this before" Kirishima admitted quietly. She raised an eyebrow but didn't respond.

Kirishima got halfway to the bed before he heard the door close behind him. His whole body went stiff and his stomach twisted into knots. Ochako seemed unfazed, looking past Kirishima as her hand trailed down her body and into her lacy panties.

Kirishima could feel someone's hot breath on the back of his neck but he couldn't bring himself to turn around. He just stared at Ochako with wide eyes as she began to touch herself.

"So your the man who ruined my wife's lipstick, huh?"

Kirishima opened his mouth to answer but no words came out. He felt like he was about to cry.

"Look at me" the voice hissed, Kirishima could feel his teeth against the shell of his eye he was so close. "/look at me/"

Slowly Kirishima turned around, his hands trembling.

Red eyes bore into his own. Mr. Bakugou was intimidating, but, to Kirishima's surprise, he didn't look mad.

"I-I-" he was quickly cut off by Mr. Bakugou grabbing his face roughly.

"I didn't give you permission to speak" Bakugou growled.

Kirishima's dick twitched but he

Didn't have time to look into that before he was being shoved into his knees.

"Katsuki don't scare him" Ochako scolded, her voice half serious half moan. Kirishima barely heard her, he was distracted by the large bulge in his face as his mind tried to catch up to what was happening to him.

"He doesn't seem to mind" Katsuki grumbled, running his hand

Through Kirishima's hair gently before grabbing a fistful and yanking his head back. "You picked a good one, Ochako"

"Mr. Bakugou, sir, I- AH" Kirishima began but was cut off again but a sharp tug on his hair.

"Oh... Oh I like that" Katsuki mumbled as he stared down at Eijiro with hungry eyes. He moved his foot over Eijiro's still hard cock and pressed down lightly. "Call me sir again"

Kirishima face was as red as Ochako's lipstick

"S-sir, please"

Katsuki and Ochako both moaned loudly at that, and he pressed down in Eijiro a little harder. Eijiro shuddered, his cock was throbbing and his mind was cloudy with arousal.

"Have you sucked cock before?"

Eijiro's eyes opened wide as he looked up at Katsuki. He tried to shake his head "no", but the grip on his hair was so tight he couldn't move.

"Katsuki dont tease him"

Eijiro could feel ochako's breasts press against his back.

"We'll teach him how"

Ochako reached around him and started unzipping Katsuki's pants, Eijiro could only stare as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat.

The grip on his hair loosened and his eyes snapped up.

"Are you ok with this?" He asked throwing Eijiro off guard. "It's ok to say no."

Eijiro nodded slowly, his eyes drifting back down to watch Ochako's hands pull Katsuki's pants down.

"Use your words big boy" Ochako whispered in his ear. "Do you want it? Do you want my husband's cock?" She grabbed Eijiro's hands and put them on Katsuki's hips.

"Y-yes"

"Yes what?" Katsuki asked, a smirk stretching across his face when he felt Eijiro's hands tighten on his hips.

"Yes s-sir, I want it. I want your cock"

"Good boy" Ochako purred, pulling down Katsuki's boxers. "Now open wide and stick your tongue out, I'll make sure Katsuki goes easy on you."

Eijiro whimpered and opened his mouth, looking up at Katsuki with half lidded eyes. He had never even dreamed of sucking a dick before

But not it's the only thing he wanted. His dick twitched under Mr. Bakugou's shoe. He was still embarrassingly close to coming. Katsuki presses his cock against Eijiro's tongue and grabbed his head with both hands.

"You're going to be good for me, right Eijiro?"

Eijiro moaned and nodded, trying open his mouth wider. He wanted to be good.

Katsuki slid in slowly and Eijiro's eyes rolled back as he moaned, Ochako whispering praises in his ear as nibbled on his earlobe and ran her fingers lightly up and down his chest. It was an overwhelming sensation. Katsuki's length hit the back of his throat and he gagged,

Spit dribbling down his chin.

"Katsuki, he's not a whore don't push it" Ochako said, but her voice gave her away. She loved seeing her husband choke people with his cock, loved how rough he was with everyone, how he used selfishly used people to get himself off.

"He's better than a whore, he's willing" Katsuki groaned as he pulled out until just his tip was in Eijiro's mouth, holding his head in place so he wouldn't move.

"Tap twice if you need to breathe" he instructed before thrusting into Eijiro's roughly. This time when Katsuki hit

The back of his throat Ochako was there, messaging his throat encouraging him to swallow.

"You're doing so well, big boy, relax" she cooed as she watched Eijiro's throat bulge around her husband's cock. "Good boy, so perfect for us"

Eijiro's body suddenly tensed and he tapped Katsuki's hip desperately. He immediately pulled out and Eijiro's head fell against him as he came with a shout. Katsuki and Ochako stared at each other in shock.

"Holy fuck"

"I-i'm sorry, i-"

"Shut up. That... Was so hot..."

Eijiro's face burned as Ochako rubbed his back encouragingly.

"But... But you didn't finish..." he mumbled as Katsuki released his head and started stroking his hair.

"Don't worry baby boy, we're just getting starte- SON OF A BITCH"

Eijiro looked up alarmed to see Katsuki looking at his watch "I'm fucking late! Shit- i... Ochako take care of him I had to leave five minutes ago"

Katsuki batted Eijiro's hands off his hips, pulled his pants up and wiped his cum covered shoe on the rug.

"I just washed that!"

"Then wash it again Round Face, keeping the house clean is your job" he leaned down and gave Ochako a peck on the cheek. "Don't forget to tip the milkman, money is on the counter" Katsuki smirked before running out of the room.

Eijiro was in a daze during the aftercare. Ochako was gentle, wiping off the lipstick on his dick and chest, redoing his buttons and getting him a glass of water. Before he left she gave him a sugar cookie and handed him his milk that he needed to deliver.

"We'll see you next week, right?" She smiled sweetly, tucking his 'tip' in his shirt pocket.

"R-right... See you next week Mrs. Bakugou" Eijiro stammered closing the door behind him.

He was over an hour late with deliveries that day, but his boss wasn't mad. He wouldn't even let Eijiro explain what had happened.

"Yeah yeah, if you wanna spend more time at that house just make sure you make your other deliveries first... Or is it multiple houses... If it's more than one just be faster." he grumbled, waving Kirishima away.

The next week he finished his other deliveries as fast as

He could before pulling up to the Bakugou's house. He walked up to the door nervously, wondering if last week had been a vivid wet dream.

Eijiro hesitated at the door, his hand hovering ready to knock. He yelped when it flung open, an annoyed Mr Bakugou stood on the other side

"You're later than usual" he huffed, crossing his arms.

"I-I wanted to finish my other deliveries first so I would have more ti-"

"What? You planning on staying for awhile or something?"

Eijiro's tongue caught in his throat as Katsuki reached over and grabbed his collar

Tugging him into the house.

"Well?"

"Y-yes sir"

A predatory grin stretched across Katsuki's face.

"Good. I took half the day off for this."

Katsuki let go of his collar and looked Eijiro up and down while be squirmed under the attention.

"I...uh..."

"My wife is upstairs" Katsuki said his voice low "You can go up there if you want, or you can stay down here with me. I'm going to make myself a drink"

He turned and

Walked towards the kitchen leaving Eijiro in the entryway looking back and forth between the stairs and Mr. Bakugou's bare muscular back.

What should he do

Eijiro took a deep, shaky breath before following Katsuki into the kitchen. The older man glanced at him out of the corner of his eyes with a smug look on his face.

"My wife just lost a bet" Katsuki smirked, handing him a small square glass with scotch.

"Oh no thank you, I'm not old enough to drink" Eijiro said sheepishly.

"How old are you?"

"19..."

"If you can go to war and fuck my wife you can drink in my house" Katsuki said flatly, pushing the drink into his hands

Eijiro choked and Katsuki down his own drink in one big gulp.

"Which reminds me, Eijiro, I still gotta punish you for trying to sleep with my wife without asking me"

"P-punish?" Eijiro stammered, he should be scared or something but the way Mr Bakugou was looking at him has his dick rapidly swelling in his pants.

"That's right" Katsuki said, putting a cigarette between his lips and lighting it

"I thought throat fucking you would be good punishment but you clearly enjoyed it too much to count"

He took a deep breath, letting the smoke lazily drift out of his mouth as he crowded Eijiro against the kitchen counter.

Mr Bakugou smelled like tobacco, alcohol and caramel. Eijiro couldn't stop himself from inhaling deeply as Katsuki gently pushing the glass of scotch closer to his lips.

"This shits expensive, don't waste it" Katsuki breathed a cloud of smoke into Eijiro's face and he

Struggled not of cough.

"Yes sir" he said and took an experiential sip of the alcohol.

It burned tongue and throat, Eijiro did his best not to gag but he couldn't keep himself from grimacing at the taste. Katsuki just laughed.

"Still a boy" Katsuki teased, reaching to take the glass but Eijiro pulled away.

"Am not! I can drink it, I just wasn't expecting it to taste like that..." he took a deep breath and drank the rest as fast as he could.

This time Eijiro gagged. His throat was burning and his stomach felt warm.

Katsuki took the empty glass from him and shoved a huge glass of water into his hands.

"T-thanks" Eijiro said, his face flushed and he took a sip.

He moved to set the glass down in the counter but

Katsuki grabbed his wrist.

"No, no. Keep drinking."

"W-what?"

"You heard me"

Eijiro frowned but brought the glass back to his lips and took another big sip.

Katsuki put his hand under the glass and tipped it more. Water started tickling out of the corners of Eijiro's mouth as he struggled to keep up.

"Good boy"

Katsuki didn't stop until the glass was empty and Eijiro gasped for air. He walked over to the sink and began to fill the glass again as Eijiro watched him confused and nervous.

"Can you drink more?"

"Y-yes, but why...?"

"Yes, /sir/"

"Yes, sir"

Katiski hummed in approval

Eijiro drank the water quickly and handed it back to Katsuki who immediately turned to refill it.

"Can you drink more?"

"Sir I-"

"I will know if you're lying, Eijiro, and I will not be happy" Katsuki said firmly pushing the glass into Eijiro's hands.

He whimpered and nodded. Eijiro could feel Katsuki's eyes on him as he drank. He didn't really understand what was happening, but Katsuki seemed to be getting excited. Eijiro handed the empty glass back to Katsuki when he was done.

"I-is this the punishment, sir?"

Katsuki took a long drag from his cigarette before answering "Not yet, but it will be"

Eijiro scowled as he pieced together what Katsuki meant by that, then his face flushed a deep red and his eyes opened wide.

"O-oh..."

Katsuki smirked and put the empty glass in the sink.

"Now I think my wife has waited long enough" Katsuki said as he fixed himself another drink "I'll be up once I finish my cigarette"

Eijiro hurried up the stairs to the master bedroom, the water sloshing around in his stomach made him nervous. He hasn't had the chance to go to the bathroom before work, and Katsuki made him drink so much water...

All thoughts about his bladder left his mind when he opened

The door to the bedroom.

Ochako was sitting of the edge of the bed, her hair wrapped in a towel. Droplets of water still on her shoulders. She has staring at a compact mirror and carefully putting on mascara.

The whole room smelled like strawberries.

"M-mrs. Bakugou?" Eijiro said quietly and knocked gently on the open door to let him know he was there.

Ochako looked at him and stuck her bottom lip out in pout "you're late"

"I'm sorry I was downstairs with-"

"You chose /Katsuki/ over /me/!?"

She stood up abruptly, letting the towel wrapped around her body drop to the floor.

"Oh my God" Eijiro breathed, his dick straining against his zipper. He had only seen naked women in magazines (poor baby has strict parents and doesn't get out much ) Ochako looked so soft

He wanted to bury his face in her breasts.

Eijiro reached up to take off his shirt when Ochako's compact hit him in the leg.

"Did I give you permission to take off your clothes?"

"I-i just thou-"

"Yes or no question"

"No..."

"So not only were you late, you chose my husband over me /and/ doing things without permission." Ochako crossed her arms "You've been a naughty boy, Eijiro. Mommy is not happy"

"M-mommy?" He squeaked

Ochako smirked and patted the bed "lay down baby boy"

Eijiro's heart raced as he made his way to the bed and laid down. Maybe she wanted to take his clothes off herself.

Ochako learned over and grabbed his wrists, placing them in the bed over his head

There was some rustling and then he felt cold metal click shut around his wrists. He gasped.

"Shhhh, big boy" Uraraka trailing her fingers over his skin, her touch so light that it almost tickled. She crawled into the bed and straddled Eijiro's chest "Now watch me"