Two is better than one - Part 3 [FINAL]

Katsuki grabbed a couple of towels from under the bed, tossing one to Kacchan and laying out another further down the bed. Kacchan slipped his hand out and wiped it off, nipping Izuku's shoulder one last time before he nudged him off.

"Turn around, babe. On your hands and knees for us, let me see that pretty face."

Izuku obeyed, looking at Kacchan with wide eyes as he positioned himself, and Kacchan smirked back.

"I wanna see those lips wrapped around my cock," he clarified, nudging Izuku's chin up a little to meet his eyes. "While Katsuki fucks you from behind."

Izuku nodded eagerly, and Kacchan tossed the lube down the bed, letting Katsuki sort himself out while he stroked Izuku's jaw lightly. He shoved two fingers in the ready and willing mouth, smirking when his tongue swirled around them, not once breaking eye contact. He swallowed hard, and Katsuki hissed at the way his stomach flipped, his dick throbbing hard between his legs.

"You ready, baby?" Katsuki asked, stroking his dick with one hand, Izuku's ass with the other.

Izuku nodded frantically, and Katsuki smirked again as he positioned himself, pushing through the opening as gently as he could. Izuku moaned, but didn't bite down, so Kacchan decided it was safe to pry the jaw open and tap his cock lightly on Izuku's lip.

"You gonna be a good boy for me?"

Izuku answered by sticking his tongue out and licking a bead of precum from Kacchan's tip, and he would have laughed at the face Kacchan pulled if the dick hadn't enterred him right then. Instead he moaned around Kacchan's shaft, feeling Katsuki bottom out at the same time, overwhelmed for a moment by how full he was and how damn good it felt.

He wanted to ask – wanted to beg – for more, but his mouth was full of Kacchan's cock and that was probably better anyway. Instead he settled for swallowing hard and arching his back, hoping his husbands would get the point.

They did, of course. No one knew Izuku better than Katsuki. That didn't mean they had to give him what he wanted, though.

Katsuki continued to move at an agonizingly slow pace, watching Izuku squirm and stretch around him, until finally Izuku gave up on being patient. He thrust back onto Katsuki's cock, and with a little smirk Kacchan tangled his fingers in green locks, dragging him back forward onto his dick again.

Izuku's eyes widened as he realised, slowly coming to terms with the concept that he could do both. Triumphantly, he swallowed around Kacchan's shaft, pushing himself back onto Katsuki, then rocking forward again to take Kacchan.

It was the best damn day of his life.

He moved a lot quicker once he figured it out, moaning and drooling but not caring in the slightest, too caught up in the feeling of being full, alternating stimulation at both ends, paying no mind to the snickers from both of them.

He was starting to get complacent, though, Katsuki thought. Too caught up on pleasuring himself and forgetting about the husbands filling him up. He gripped Izuku's hips, holding him tight when he tried to rock back, and Izuku whined pitifully.

Instead of letting him move, he thrust his hips, pushing Izuku forward to gag on Kacchan. When he pulled out, it dragged Izuku with him, and with a little smirk he set his rough pace.

Izuku was helpless, this time. No longer in control, no longer fucking himself on the two of them, now he was helpless to Katsuki's whims, slammed in and out, struggling to even keep from falling flat on his face.

It was the best thing he'd ever felt.

He couldn't stop moaning, tears pricking at his eyes, but with Katsuki squeezing at his hips and Kacchan pulling his hair, he'd never been happier.

He could feel a heat growing deep in his stomach, and a matching one in the throbbing member between his lips. He was so close, but he couldn't even say the words.

He felt the dam burst, felt himself cumming all over the carefully laid out towels, whimpering a little as the spurts came one after another. Then, he was full. So damn full. Kacchan was hissing above him, cum spilling from Izuku's mouth as he tried his beat to swallow, and Katsuki was slowing, his own fluids dripping out of Izuku's sore ass.

"I know," Kacchan said softly, before Izuku could say the words. "Cuddles, yeah, just a second."

"God damn," Katsuki huffed, stroking Izuku's butt affectionately as he pulled himself out. "God. Damn."

He fell onto the blankets beside Izuku, reaching for him and pulling him in for a hug, and Kacchan huffed out a laugh as he forced himself off the mattress. He wiped himself on one of the towels briefly, then headed for the bathroom, returning with two damp washcloths and another towel.

"Roll over, baby," Katsuki instructed, stroking Izuku's side as he wriggled over. "That's the way."

He cleaned up Izuku's ass, while Kacchan wiped his own dick, then left him in Kacchan's care while he cleaned himself next. All of it went in the laundry basket to deal with later, Izuku snuggling into Katsuki's chest again now that they were clean, and with a little smile Kacchan wiped the last of the spit and cum from Izuku's freckled cheeks.

"Cuddles, Kacchan," he demanded.

"Haah? You're already being cuddled, give me a minute."

"You said as many cuddles as I want!" he pouted. "And I want two cuddles. At the same time."

"Sappy nerd," Kacchan grumbled, smiling a little all the same. "Alright, idiot."

He tossed the last cloth aside and untangled the blankets from beneath the entwined pair, covering them up and sliding in beside them. Izuku dragged him into his arms immediately, rubbing his face on Kacchan's chest, savouring the four strong arms all holding him tight.

"I'm a sandwich," Izuku giggled.

"Dork," Katsuki snorted, kissing his cheek. "Love you, birthday boy."

"Mmm, I love you too! And Kacchan!"

"Yeah," Kacchan nodded. "Love you too."

"I wanna be the big spoon."

"Huh?" Katsuki blinked at him, confused. "How?"

"No, no, Katsuki is good!" Izuku beamed at him over his shoulder, snuggling into his warmth. "Kacchan can be my little spoon!"

Kacchan scoffed, but rolled over all the same, letting Izuku pull him in close and rest a cheek against his upper back. He hated to admit that he kind of liked it, feeling Izuku holding him – he'd just savour it for the night and never mention it again, no big deal.

"So warm," Izuku praised, shifting his lower arm to link his fingers with Katsuki's. "I'm the luckiest guy in the world. Can I go to sleep like this?"

"Yeah, of course," Katsuki nodded. "I'll stay here."

"Yeah, I'll be right here."

"Best husbands," he praised. "I love you both so much."

"Love you too," they both repeated, snickering a little at the synchronicity. "Go to sleep."

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When Izuku woke up late in the morning, he was snuggled face to face with his husband, the double long since gone. His phone was lit up with messages from his friends and family, but they could wait a little longer – unlimited snuggles was something he couldn't pass up just yet.

He wondered if he would miss the other Katsuki, but he supposed there wasn't really anyone to miss – he was just Kacchan, after all. And he still had his Kacchan in his arms, breathing slowly, his chest warm under Izuku's cheek and his hair floppy over his eyes.

He always looked so peaceful when he slept, so soft and young and calm, Izuku never got enough of watching him. His fingers inched up to trace his jaw, his eyes shining as he examined his husband's face, and after a moment Katsuki cracked a smile.

"Morning, ya damn nerd."

"Good morning," Izuku smiled, watching long eyelashes flutter open to peek at him. "I love you."

"Happy birthday. You hungry? I'll make you breakfast in bed."

"Will you snuggle with me while I eat?"

"I said as much as you wanted, right?"

"Right!"

With a little kiss on the tip of Izuku's nose, Katsuki slid away, heading to the kitchen to start cooking. Izuku watched him go, admiring his perky little butt, before he shuffled around to stack pillows behind him and nestle into big blankets.

No, he wouldn't miss anything – he had more than enough already.

Besides, he'd always have the video.