How To Train Your (Horny) Dragon [Dragon!Kiri x Baku x Deku]

[NicTheDjinn]

Things were good. How could they not be? Kirishima was close friends with the son of a chieftess, that son being badass and virtually unafraid of anything. Well, okay, maybe they weren't just friends, but rather lovers, though it seemed Katsuki usually avoided the word. But, he knew, especially during the nights when it got cold and the blond would scoot closer to his body, tuck himself against his side. Eijiro would feel his heart flutter and wouldn't hesitate to nuzzle into the human's hair, a low satisfied purr in his throat as he wrapped an arm and a wing around the other. He loved Katsuki, there was no doubt about it. Though, it seems that their time alone wasn't to last forever, especially when one of Katsuki's old childhood friends found them one afternoon.

It didn't take long for Izuku to become part of the duo, now making them a strong trio. Izuku was smart, always fascinated by him and the fact he was a dragon that could shape-shift between looking mostly human (save for the spots of scales, claws, tail and wings) and a full-sized, adult dragon. Izuku said he hardly looked eighteen in his human form. Whether that was a compliment or not, he couldn't tell, but he did know that usually, Izuku tried his best to not offend him or say things the wrong way. In turn, he learned more about the humans, mostly because Katsuki hardly cared enough to answer any of his questions, and in turn, he and Izuku managed to become closer as well. Not lovers like he and Katsuki, but close enough where Izuku would seek him for warmth in the night as well, and he would happily oblige with a gentle chitter and nuzzle. He liked this. His own little pack.

Things were going great! They'd already found treasure and fought off bounty-hunters, and they were stronger as a group. But.. Something seemed off. Especially right now.

It was late in the night, the fire is crackling, lifting embers up into the night sky. The stars were shining bright, and there were sounds of crickets and the occasional bat if he listened closely enough. But that's not really what his mind was on. There was a subtle heat under his skin, a heat he recognized all too well. Was it really that time again? He felt like his last rut had been so recently. Izuku and Katsuki were both asleep, and he didn't want to disturb them, but, with each minute that passes the more the heat starts to get intense. It's got his breathing getting heavy, pupils dilating, tongue licking over his teeth. The smell of the two was subtle, but it was enough for him to glance to either of them. Inevitably, he decides to go to Katsuki, since he was used to the other more, leaning over and bringing a hand to nudge him, pushing him onto his back. A low whine sounds from his throat, it's hard to think clear enough to speak right now.

He leans down to lick at his throat, one arm keeping him propped up as his free hand glides over the human's chest, down his stomach. He's nearly drooling, and he's straining against the pants Katsuki had forced him to wear since they started travelling together. The pants were becoming uncomfortable, and it's not long before he's tearing them off, shredding them with his claws, tail thrashing a bit. This causes both men to wake up.

The next thing he knows, he's being held back against Katsuki's chest, and his eyes are locked hard on Izuku, toes flexing, curling, chest rising and falling in quick pants as his tail thumps almost impatiently against the dirt, his cock hard and leaking already. An impatient whine sounds from his throat, but he doesn't move. He doesn't know what's going to happen, but he was looking forward to it. It was a good thing he wasn't fighting Katsuki about being held back, far too entranced on Izuku and waiting for him to make a god damn move already.

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Katsuki, admittedly, never thought he'd see Izuku again after so many years, but he was glad he was well, and strong, at that. Though, it did bring back some.... Unresolbed feelings for the blonde. He was devoted to Eijiro, there was no doubt of that, but.... Seeing how well his dragon and childhood friemd got along made him wonder. Naturally, it all took a bit of planning and courage to even propose such a thing to Izuku about a month back, but luckily, he was greeted with eagerness, even if it was a tad cautious. Of course Katsuki wanted to wait and see during his dragon's rut, see if he would want Izuku as he wanted the blonde, and if he didn't, it would be alright, and at least he was able to get his feelings put there, instead of bottling them up, only to make his relationship potentially sour with the greenette.

However, Katsuki hadn't expected Eijiro's rut to occur about three days early, and at night no less. Naturally the blonde had grunted in his sleep when he was rolled onto his back, only to let out a soft, ong groan as the other licked and touched at his sleeping body, slowly rousing to alertness, in both senses of the word. At the tearing of fabric, though, that woke Katsuki right up, and seeing what was going on, he moved to secure his lover, make sure he waited just a bit longer. And, luckily for both him and Izuku, the rowdy dragon seemed keen on the greenette, much like he would be with the blonde.

"Now now, you need to take a few breaths for me, okay? I know you're so needy right now...." He whispered into Eijiro's ear, before gently nipping the lobe with a soft growl. "I think Izuku wants to play...." He smirked, before looking to the other human, only to scowl a bit. Of all the times to be curious, the dork was mumbling, surely making mental notes about the dragon's intimate anatomy, earning a roll of the blonde's eyes. "Deku, stop muttering to yourself and help me out here!! If he gets too pent up, we'll BOTH be sore and sorry!!" He demanded, though he wasnt exactly wrong. He wasn't able to sit for three days after Eijiro's last rut, and he didn't wanna remember how much seed had been pumped into him, over and over again. If he had the equipment, he'd been pregnant three times over.

[NicTheDjinn]

His small size, petite frame, and lack of magic had been only a few of the many hurdles in Izuku's way as a child, further complicated when he'd realized that 'she' hadn't felt right, let alone good. He was lucky to have a supportive mother, even if the village never quite accepted it. He was sure the only reason they didn't fuss about it anymore was out of a sense of politeness, not because they actually accepted anything. Another mixed bag of acceptance came in the form of his childhood friend. It had been made clear that he was a 'useless loser' regardless of if he was a boy or a girl and shockingly the blond hadn't gotten his pronouns wrong from that point forward. As silly as it sounded, he much preferred to be a useless boy than a useless girl.

With that said, he was even more determined to not be useless than he was about not being a girl. As a child, he'd done little more than daydream and wish to be something great. This, of course, yielded virtually no results. He'd lost himself in countless books and stories and made notes about everything he saw, but that wouldn't help him become the hero he wanted to be so much as a scholar. Though there was nothing wrong with such an occupation, it wasn't what his heart wanted. Still, all he did was watch and wish as he stumbled along at his blond friend's side, watching as the gap between them. This continued till one day his oldest friend, if you could call them that, was gone. Not even a goodbye...

He'd been heartbroken to have finally been left behind and it had really felt like it had sealed his fate. Then, very unexpectedly, a hero, a living legend, happened to pass through the village...

The training was grueling, but in less than a year he'd shaped up and was ready to set out on his own adventure. It had been hard on his own, but he managed. Mostly, he was terribly lonely... Still, whenever he came to a village to rest, he would write his mother a letter to let her know he was alright and update her on what he'd accomplished. He hoped she was proud of him... Due to his constant traveling, it wasn't possible for him to actually get a reply. As luck would have it, he wouldn't be lonely forever, though.

Much to the shock of them both, he and Bakugou crossed paths once again. Despite their rocky history, he'd been incredibly happy to see him again eager to get reacquainted, hear stories of his adventures, and get to know this new friend he'd made. What's more, the two of them ended up hitting it off incredibly well, and much to his delight and Katsuki's frustration, Eijirou had happily invited him to join them. Though Bakugou had plenty to say in protest, he never actually disagreed and so the duo became a trio.

And what a trio they were! Their skill sets were all fairly different and rounded each other off so that they were wonderfully balanced. His relationship with Bakugou improved over time, something he was nothing short of elated about. There was a new complication, however... He found his thoughts lingering on the two of them more than they should. They were both incredibly attractive in their own ways and he couldn't seem to help the happy little flutter of his heart whenever something special happened between them. Still, it wasn't meant to be... Though it was never openly stated, he wasn't blind. The two of them were very much in love. There was no place for him there...

Or so he'd thought. A month prior, Katsuki had pulled him aside and a proposition was laid out for him. While Katsuki refused to give up his relationship with his dragon, as he shouldn't they had a great thing going, he was offering to share. This was presented with the understanding that it would only happen if Kirishima also agreed. He eagerly accepted these terms and had tightly hugged his old friend, though dared not do anything more intimate than that just yet.

Unfortunately, one way or another, they never managed to find the right moment to broach the subject with the dragon himself. Izuku was incredibly patient and would never dream of rushing the matter, even if he felt a little antsy about it.

The opportunity, if you could call it that, presented itself rather unexpectedly. Izuku was jolting away at the sound of ripped fabric, hand instinctively snapping to the hilt of his sword as he sat himself up and looked over to find. Oh. Oh, my. This was not what he expected to wake up to. He flushed brightly as his adrenalin-fueled mind put together what was happening, at least on some level. He started to sheepishly excuse himself and apologize for not giving them more private time alone when it was explained exactly why Eijirou was acting the way he was.

He was going into rut?! He'd read a little about that in books, but there was so little information written down! He was sure some of the elven libraries would hold more on the subject, but they would never let a human poke around in one of those... What was even more exciting was that Katsuki had decided now was the time to ask Eijirou if he would be receptive to Izuku joining them and needless to say the poor dragon was more than eager to accept in the state he was in.

It was amazing how Eijirou allowed himself to be restrained. There was no doubt that he could rip himself free of Katsuki's grasp, but he made no move to do so, even if he was wriggling around a bit. What's more, a few whispered words were enough to keep him in check so he never struggled harder. "Amazing... The two of you are so close! His trust in you must be incredibly deep Ka-chan! He's so handsome... Oh! That looks different than I would have expected..." He murmured, leaning to the side a little to look at the cock straining for attention. Unfortunately for poor Kirishima, that's all the attention he was giving it at the moment.

"Does it always look like that? Is it the same when he's a dragon, I mean, or does it look less human? Whoa, how big would it even be as a dragon...? And it slides out? So it's normally kept inside, that makes sense. Are dragons both or are they strictly male or female I wonder... Dragons aren't all that common, so it would make sense to be both so you could better your chances of breeding. Why aren't more species like that, it makes more sense that way...? Is it more sensitive because it's normally tucked away? Hm, I don't see any testicles which makes sense, if the penis is inside, there's no reason for those to be on the outsi---a-ah! I-I-I'm so sorry, Kirishima, I didn't mean to keep you waiting like that, I've just never---N-nevermind, here, let's get the rest off." Bakugou thankfully snapped him out of his fixation or the poor dragon would either be losing his patience or suffering for who knew how long.

He shifted down to gently get what was left of his trousers off, then without thinking moved back up to straggle his waist. The cock suddenly pressing firmly at his back side reminded him again what they were doing and he couldn't help flushing in embarrassment. Considering the shift in his scent, arousal may have had something to do with it too. All the same, he focused, helping to get the other's vest and scarf off so that he was naked, Katsuki kindly shifting his hold as needed. With all that done, he found himself getting a little shy again.

"He really is beautiful..." Murmured the greenette, removing one of his gloves then holding it in his teeth so he could balance himself with one hand and touch him with the other. His newly de-gloved hand caressed over one of the dragon's cheeks, thumb brushing over his lower lip. So gorgeous...

[Sorry_guys]

It truly was amazing how well they all got along, Izuku and Katsuki had a bond stronger than they let on, it seemed. Their history went deep, Kirishima could see it without having to really question it, and getting the story about how they'd grown up close to one another was enough to confirm his suspicions. It took absolutely no time for him to take a liking to the other human, though with the current situation, he was getting really antsy, his tail thumping harder against the ground as he watched the way Izuku was mumbling, breath hitching at each word in his ear from his mate. A strained whine came from him, shifting uncomfortably. He's so damn hard, luckily he had enough sense to not knock away Katsuki and pin Izuku down and just have his way. He knew there were limits to humans, that he couldn't just do as he wished without possibly hurting them.

He can hear all of his queries, and while in a normal state of mind he would be more than willing to answer him, he wasn't thinking right now. Luckily, Katsuki gets the other's attention before he's forced to wait too long, and he rumbles out a purr at the hands working off the remainder of the clothes he had been given. The weight in his lap has him groaning softly, pressing his hips up in an attempt at friction, cock twitching at the way he seemed to fit almost perfectly against him. His mind was so fuzzy, his eyes started to daze as he opens his mouth willingly to the thumb brushing over his lip.

A low coo comes from him as he leans into the hand, breath hot as his tongue licks over his skin. Izuku tasted sweet, but admittedly not as sweet as Katsuki tended to taste. He drags his tongue over his thumb, practically drooling with the pure hunger and arousal flowing through his veins. He's starting to get more and more impatient, pressing his hips up in slow, rhythmic motions to grind against him as his tail moves to push under the back of Izuku's clothing, feeling his considerably cooler and smoother skin. He wanted to touch him, to feel every inch of skin, to bite him and claim him as a mate alongside Katsuki. He wanted to keep both to himself and kill anyone who threatened to hurt either one of them--

A whine turns into a low growl as he leans back against Katsuki a little more, trusting him to hold his weight as his hands reach for the other's hips, claws threatening to tear through his clothes. An impatient, rutting dragon isn't one to mess with, and Izuku was going to learn that very quickly if he didn't hurry up. This was no time to be so curious like he normally was. Turning his head away, he bumps his nose against Katsuki's jawline with a little grumble, licking over his skin as he pants lightly.

"Hurts--" He exhales, referring to how hard he was and how there was an incredible lack of stimulation going on. He didn't have enough brain power to tell Izuku to get a god damn move on already, so he was going to have to rely on Katsuki to get Izuku moving and all that shit. "Please---"

[LovelyBones]

Things were escalating much faster than Katsuki had thought, and his poor dragon was suffering accordingly, unfortunately. And with Izuku suddenly getting shy, the blonde was worrying for both of their safety. "Deku, he is definitely a gorgeous beast, but he's reaching his limits--" He shivered as Eijiro nosed along his jaw, then licking him before letting out such pathetic, yet still oddly arousing whimpers, whined warnings. "I know baby, we'll take good care of you, promise~<3 We just need Deku to undress for you, or at least start with a bit of proper rubbing, hmm?" At that, albanistic red eyes locked onto emerald, hooing the other git the hint. "Try rocking your hips back for us-- take off your clothes while you do so. That way, by the time you're exposed enough, you should be well on your way to being ready for him...." Izuku was a virgin, wasn't he? He'll need to be opened up a bit if they wanted to avoid excessive deflowering, for lack of more tactful phrasing. Izuku was so small, too-- he might only be able to handle maybe 3/4 of Eijiro, at best. Then again, if Izujunis riked enough, he might be able to handle the dragon.

"Ei, if he's too small, would you be okay if I play with you until he's ready for you? I'll lick you all nice, and I can spread him open juuuust right for you? Does that sound good?" He asked in a gentle coo, before stealing a kiss from the other's admittedly drooly lips. After being together for so long, he's been long used to it. "We don't want to break Izuku, do we?" He asked, before he looked to the greenette, hoping he'd made up his mind on what to do first. "How does that sound? He will probably break you in half, if we don't prep you properly."

It was all exciting, but also nerve-wracking, adding Izuku to their coupling, worrying how the poor thing would fair. Sure, Katsuki knew enough to help Izuku recover from all of this, but all the same, he wanted Izuku's first to be a good one-- to be memorable for good reasons. He just hoped everything went accordingly, swiftly enough to make his impatiently rutting dragon behave himself, be a good boy for them both. Katsuki hadnt thought he'd have to be so worried about this happening so soon, but at leaat it was going smoothly, all things considered, so far.

[NicTheDjinn]

How did Katsuki even deal with this on a regular basis? The dragon was so beautiful like this and his lust was nothing short of contagious. His breath hitched around the glove between his teeth as he watched on, wide-eyed as that forked tongue caressed over his thumb. Unable to help himself, he eased the digit inside, carefully dragging the pad along the inside of his cheek and over his teeth. They were so different from a human's... He didn't fuss when his thumb slipped out as the redhead turned his attention to his blond mate, the greenette's heart tightening pleasantly at their closeness. To think he was being allowed to share in that now...

Before he could get too lost in his thoughts, Bakugou was giving him verbal correction again and he couldn't help doing his best imitation of a beet. A trembling, bare hand came up to remove the glove from his mouth, sputtering for a moment before finding his voice. "R-rock my...? This is so embarrassing..." He whined softly, but he wouldn't even consider the alternative. His own well-being wasn't on his mind at the moment, but the last thing he wanted was to prolong the dragon's suffering. Shifting his weight on his knees so he would be more comfortable, he gave a shy, experimental roll of his hips.

He bit his lip as he felt the hard heat slide along his clothed rear, blush spreading all the way down his neck and shoulders, even staining his chest, though this wasn't visible yet. That felt much nicer than he thought it would and he still had all his clothes on. With a new incentive to back up the more important one, he pulled off his other glove and tossed them lightly to the side so he wouldn't lose them. Slightly trembling fingers worked open the buttons of his vest as he continued to roll his hips, his movements growing more fluid and less awkward the longer he did it.

His vest thrown aside, his shirt came next, and after that the bindings he'd forgotten to loosen before going to bed. He'd been too shy to take them off entirely at night, but he supposed that might be changing now. He hoped Katsuki wouldn't scold him for having forgotten tonight. When his little breasts were exposed to view, he couldn't help hugging himself to cover them as the dysphoria hit. He wanted to trust them, he really did, but he'd felt so ashamed about his body for so long, his village making it clear that his body was something he should be ashamed about. Still... He couldn't just leave Kirishima like that...

Whimpering softly he forced himself to stand turning his back to them as he forced himself to let go of his chest and work his pants open and then off. He looked around anxiously as he seemed to realize they were outside, arms coming back up to hug his small breasts so they weren't in plain sight, thighs pressing together to hide his sex between them. He could feel how wet he'd grown and wondered if the dragon could smell something like that. An anxious whimper he looked over his shoulder at them, unable to bring himself to come back. "K-Ka-chan... I... I don't know if I can do this..." He admitted, tears already starting to well up in his eyes. He felt so stupid... "I want to, I just..."

He looked over the poor dragon, one that he'd stripped and riled up himself and felt absolutely horrible. It was so unfair to leave him wanting just because of his own personal hang-ups. He didn't want to either! He wanted him, wanted them both, but he was just so ashamed of his own body. "I-I-I'm s-so sorry Eijirou... I-I want you so bad, I do, I just... I've never been..." He looked down at himself and the tears finally fell. "I hate... I... I-I'm sorry... I don't want to stop, but... I don't know if I can do this..." Poor thing... He'd been told so many ugly things over the years that it was hard not to believe them and even harder to believe someone would want him.

[Sorry_guys]

Kirishima was reveling in the attention from Katsuki, purring and nibbling at his skin as the other spoke to Izuku and told him what to do, he'll have to make a point to apologize to him for how needy he was at the moment, but for right now he felt like he was truly being treated. Two mates willing to help him out and get him through his rut. His gaze flicks to Izuku, admiring the other, only for him to groan, eyes fluttering shut as his hands went to grip at the other's thighs. Fuck, he'd almost came right then from the simple friction, who knows what the hell would happen once he was able to get inside the green-haired male.

Licking over his teeth, he watched the way Izuku undressed, eyes widening slightly as he watched his chest get exposed. A deep purr sounded, about to sit up and put his hands on Izuku's absolutely perfect body, but the other is getting up and undressing further. The scent of arousal hit him full force once Izuku dropped his pants, and he exhales a shaky breath, sitting up. He can't wait, he needed to do *something*, wanted to hear Izuku moan for him, wanted to watch him squirm--

There's nothing more sobering than seeing someone you care about be reduced to tears. He blinked as he saw the little droplets fall, lifting his gaze and listening closely. He... hadn't realized how insecure Izuku might have been with the way his body was. Glancing him over for a brief moment, he moves to stand, stumbling slightly due to not being quite clear in the head, but he manages to stand. He makes his way toward Izuku and gently brings his hands up to his freckled cheeks, leaning in with a soft croon, pressing their foreheads together.

"Don't have to... 'M not gonna make you." He murmurs, thumbs carefully swiping away tears. He leans in to press a few kisses to Izuku's cheeks. "But you look.. so good.." He exhales a shaky breath, trailing his affection against Izuku's jawline, hands sliding down over his arms, down to his waist, to his hips as his teeth scrape against soft skin. "Smell so sweet..." He gently pulls Izuku closer, allowing the male to feel his arousal against his thighs. "I care about you... and Katsuki does too... Even if he's stubborn." He gently wraps his wings around the smaller male, nipping at his skin. "I won't let anyone hurt you.. you don't need to hide yourself." He promised, arms wrapping around Izuku's waist as he nuzzles against his skin, tail curling around one of the other's legs. Honestly, he was trying super hard not to make this worse. His skin was burning, and with Izuku right there, it was taking everything in his being to not pin Izuku down and take him. His breath trembles, claws gently digging into skin.

"Tell me now if you want to do this or not.. I... can't keep holding back like this much longer." He whined softly, bumping his nose into Izuku's cheek.

[LovelyBones]

Katsuki hadn't expected Izuku to be so upset once he was bared, and a part of him felt guilty and stupid for forgetting that, for some, ones body could bring upset, even in the presence of trusted persons. Though, seeing his dragon approach Izuku brought another lump of fear in his throat, a fear that the other's gaze may upset Izuku further, or worse. Just as he was able to stand up, and take a step forward in their direction, he was relieved to see and hear his lover try to console their mutual friend. All the same, he carefully approached Izuku's side, gently peeling one wing off of the greenette, so he could have safer access. He knew Kirishima, the last thing the dragon would ever want to do was to hurt someone so dear, but all the same, words and meaning can be misinterpreted, and he didn't want things to escalate if Izuku really wasn't ready for this like they had initially thought.

"Izuku, it's okay if you can't do this right now, you're not obligated to do anything for us. Above all else, we want you to be comfortable, alright? It's okay to not be ready, even if your body says different. And as for your body, you're no less a man than we are, you hear? Hell, you're more a man than some of the shitheads I've had the displeasure of having to deal with. Being a man has nothing to do with how you were put together-- it's about your words, actions, and beliefs. You're handsome, sweet, charming, and even if you can be a pain in the ass, we love you with all of our being, got it?" Katsuki spoke as gently as he could, a warm, comforting hand cupping Izuku's cheek, and gently swiping away a tear.

"We won't be upset if you have to sit this out, alright? And I'll admit, it's a daunting task to satisfy this scaly idiot," He chuckled softly as he kissed and nibbled at Eijiro's jawline, hoping to help ground and distract him, should he need to be redirected. "Honestly, we were hoping to ease you into this, have your first be far tamer than rut management.... But, apparently nature had different plans." He then looked to Izuku gently again, understanding in his ruby eyes. "So, will you be alright, or would you like to sit this out, ground yourself and we can try again when things aren't so tense, demanding?" He asked, doing his best to be as supportive as possible. He knew some of what the other was going through, but he sure as hell didn't know everything, and could only hope he wasn't fucking this up somehow.

[NicTheDjinn]

Eijirou was being so sweet, he really was, but it wasn't what he needed nor wanted to hear. He didn't want to be told how attractive and beautiful his body was. Well... He did, but... It was complicated. He'd had a scant few truly supportive people in his life growing up and the rest of the villagers had made sure to make it clear how much they tolorated. They didn't accept him as he was and he knew that. It wasn't that he was unattractive, he'd been told many times how cute he was, even pretty sometimes, but he knew very well they were complimenting the cute girl standing before them and not the boy trapped inside the lie nature had forced on him.

Still, he allowed the dragon close, even allowed him to touch and shower him in careless, but honest affection. He knew the other meant well, even if it hurt. He was too sweet to purposely say hurtful things, he was sure of it. He even went so far as to shyly turn his freckled face up to nuzzle cheek to cheek when Ei gentle nudged him with his nose. The open arousal for him made his body ache with want, now if only his distressed mind would catch up, they could do something more pleasant with their evening.

In the end, Katsuki was the one that expertly pinpoint the exact reason for his turmoil. It made sense... Though the blond boy had left him in favor of adventuring, they had grown up side by side. Together they had innocently exposed themselves to see the difference between them and witnessed the distress and confusion of a little boy whose parts didn't match. He'd been the first to shrug off what was expected of them and acknowledge him for who he was. Thankfully his mother, the next person he'd anxiously expressed it to, had also been supportive, even if she was a touch confused at first. This made Katsuki the first, and up till he met Eijirou, the only one to so naturally accept him. He'd bore witness to how he was treated and the expectations people tried to force on him till he'd annoyed them enough with his insistence that they begrudgingly stopped arguing with him about it. He'd been there to hear the whispers behind his back, "What a shame, she's so cute..." "She would have made such a wonderful wife!" "Poor Inko..."

It seemed that to this day Bakugou knew him well enough to know exactly what he needed. Those anxious, tear-filled eyes widened as he was assured he was no less a man than they were. He fixated, hanging on every word as his anxiety was soothed and his fragile self-esteem patched back together with each new word. This was what he'd needed. The want was there, but this was the one hurdle he'd been tripping on and couldn't quite get over on his own. A fresh set of tears bubbled up and trickled free as a warm hand cupped his cheek because, of course, he would be moved to tears. He'd always been a sentimental soul and that was unlikely to ever change. "Ka-chan..."

He laughed softly, nodding as he continued. "Yeah... We just never found the right time to talk, ne? Nothing ever goes according to plan with us though, does it?" His heart fluttered at the exchange of affection between his childhood companion and new friend. Lover? Were they officially lovers? He wasn't sure, but it didn't feel like it was the right time to ask either, not with Kirishima in the state he's in. When prompted and asked if he wanted to continue or sit it out, he took a deep, steadying breath before nodding his affirmation. "I want to join you guys. I'm sorry I panicked... Just... Never d-done this before, ya know?" He smiled sheepishly, tucking his naked figure against them and shyly pressing little kisses to Eijirou's jaw on the opposite side to Katsuki's earlier nibbles. "Thank you... Both of you... I'm okay now." He spoke with more confidence than he felt, but he honestly did feel up for continuing where they'd left off.

[cryptidchalupa]

The only thing that kept him from reacting to the outside touch when he was focused, was the subtle scent as Katsuki came up to them that his higher brain function recognized as his mate. He was safe. No need to lash out. And it was worth it, when it meant he was touched, searing nerves being touched and soothed with what felt like cool skin to his over heated body. His head lulled to give him all the access he could want, temporarily disarmed against the attentions.


"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He panted, tail flexing in a squeeze around the trapped leg in it's grasp. He could think but he didn't know for how long, honestly. He felt so pulled taut and like he was bound to snap at any second. The ruts were bad, always had been, sure, but this felt almost worst than before. Maybe because it was so out of the blue, or maybe because now there were two... but most likely it was being driven higher by the fact that he could smell the other male, practically taste him on his tongue without even managing to get between his legs yet. He wanted, but he also wanted to be softer with him. He deserved more than the dragon pressing a weeping, aching arousal against his thigh and trying to play it off. But gods could he smell him so strongly. It made his mouth water and took a surprising amount of his dwindling self control not to... to do something. Anything. He had to wait. Be patient.

Katsuki's gentle affections only distracted the feral half of him for so long, before it really started to get under his skin and scales. His cock ached bad enough to make him click and whimper in rather legitimate pain. But as much as this was about him it also wasn't. "It hurts.." his whispers, not to derail the moment away from comforting Izuku. He understood, he did, even with his mind shrouded in pure instinct. Said boy joining in on touching him felt like heaven, and he could damn well nearly cry from even this low level of relief.

"Can I touch you?" He asked him, only a little unbelieving because he had seemed so unsure. He didn't want to make him feel bad. He wanted him to feel good! He needed him to. Gods be damned if he didn't taste him soon he was going to lose it, the smell was so enticing and he'd never smelled anything so good (dramatic, yes). He'd make it good for him, there was no other way. "I'll be good I promise."

[LovelyBones]

It was a great relief for Izuku to gradually calm down, and even agree to continue what they had started together. Though, now was the problem of how to ease Izuku I to this, while still keeping Eijiro's pain minimal at the same time, all without letting the rut run rampant. He was glad to see Izuku kiss and nuzzle at his lover almost naturally, and had an idea when he saw how the dragon seemed to be drooling more heavily as he expressed his want to touch Izuku. The only thing was to make sure Izuku would be able to handle even that. There were times where the red head was just too good with that tongue of his, where the blonde was left sobbing afterwords in bliss.

However, it would be the easiest way to help open the greenette, and allow Katsuki to tend to Eijiro's aching, weeping cock without the poor, riled beast getting too ahead of himself. "If you're up for it, you could make a seat out of Ei's face, while I suck him off?" He proposed with a soft smirk, before gently nipping at Izuku's neck. "It'll help prep you for him, he gets a nice, deep taste of you, and I can help him feel good all the while until you can handle him. It's a win-win-win, don't you think?" He chuckled lowly, before gently nipping Izuku's lobe. "How about it? Otherwise I can take his first round while I have a taste of you and prep ya?" Options-- options were crucial in this. And, hopefully, Izuku wouldn't have too much difficulty choosing what would be the most comfortable for him.

In the meantime, the blonde took his free hand to gently stroke along the dragon's tail, before slipping along his thigh, and between Izuku and Eijiro's body to palm and rub at him at a slow but appreciative pace. "You're doing so good, Ei, good boy.... You're being so good, being patient and sweet for Izuku.... we're gonna take good care of you, alright? We just have to be careful not to break the poor thing, alright?" He cooed gently, before giving the dragon a firm, pleasant squeeze, before continuing his strokes. "If Izuku tires out, you know I can handle being stuffed full with your seed....~" Katsuki would never admit it aloud, but he adored being 'bred' by his dragon, over and over again to the point of his abdomen being faintly bloated with cum. He wondered if Izuku would look cute with a full stomach too.... or possibly heavy with dragon eggs?

No-- don't think of that, especially after you just helped soothe and validate the greenette about his presentation.

Hopefully Izuku won't get knocked up thos time ground-- Eijiro had a rather effective knot, after all.