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July 2025 Drabble #2
🕑 Added 2025-07-15 08:25:09 +0000 UTCShinsou (Pro Hero)/Aizawa(/Present Mic) – cuckolding but chill – Yamada finally comes back home from a night hosting radio to his husband and his husband's boyfriend in their marital bed. He doesn't mind one bit.
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The door to the bedroom bangs open so hard and explosive that Shinsou nearly jumps out of his skin, hands jerking away from Aizawa, perpetually tired face somehow managing to pull into the guiltiest expression either Aizawa or Yamada had ever seen.
Mic breaks out into a sharp laugh, spine bending backwards, hand slapping against his forehead, the other extended to vaguely indicate Shinsou whose expression quickly drops into annoyed indifference.
“Woah! Fuck! Fuck, look at your face! You look like the guy that got caught by the wife’s husband- wait.”
Yamada stops himself abruptly and stands back straighter, watching them intently like there’s something to miss about the way Shinsou and Aizawa are naked, their legs tangled together, Aizawa’s large, rough hand wrapped around the other pro hero’s cock.
“You kinda are? MMhh… shit, Shouta that is kinda hot, you know? If you pitch your voice up higher and with your long hair-”
“Don’t even start.” Aizawa’s retort sounds already exhausted. His voice is husky and deep. More so than usual. Shinsou, heart starting to slow down from its fast rapid pace, gets distracted by his colleague’s mouth moving. That flat, unimpressed line shouldn’t be as hot as it is, but it had been wrapped around his dick five minutes ago, and he’s getting distracted.
Yamada keeps talking. His voice is a bit hoarse too. Probably from being on air the whole night, babbling just a stream of fucking consciousness in between ads and songs. He’s good at that.
He’s born to be a radio host, really; between his Quirk and his bubbly personality and the ADHD. But apparently even he crashes at times because he throws himself into an armchair and interrupts himself with a long, exhausted sigh.
Aizawa, long used to his husband’s ways, simply ignores him at rolls on top of Shinsou. He nudges his face underneath the younger man’s chin, stubbled cheek dragging along Shinsou’s skin. It’s really distracting.
He settles back into it despite their audience. Or maybe because of it. Because it is exciting when Yamada comes in to ‘catch’ them. When he’s there and just… allowing it to happen.
“You two look so good together,” he hears him sigh from his space on the chair. “I’m so lucky I got someone to take care of him while I’m at work.”
Aizawa grunts. He pushes his thick, hairy thigh between Shinsou’s legs. It presses down against his cock in a way that has him go nearly cross-eyed, fingers digging into Aizawa’s shoulders.
“You gonna fuck him, Sho?” Yamada keeps talking. He sounds and looks like he’s exhausted to his bones, but it seems his brain is not quite on par with the rest of his body, so he keeps up a running commentary.
Aizawa just grunts again. Might be an affirmative. Might not be. Shinsou is stuck between the two of them, his own ach-y brain just floating between sensations. It’s been a long night for the two underground heroes as well.
“Bet he takes it so well.”
Shinsou can feel the slick, hard press of Aizawa’s teeth against his throat when he grins. “Oh yes. He can take whatever I give him.”
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