"Watch it, Pink Cheeks!" Bakugou yelled, flying through the air, hurling a flaming bomb at the villian headed her way.

Uraraka jumped back, only to watch Midoriya speed by her. "Get the civilians!" Midoriya cried. "Float the beam!"

There was so much going on all at once, but Uraraka was used to this. She had gained a lot of speed and power though her years dating, and now married to Japan's Number One Hero.

"Got it!" she cried out, tapping the falling beams and sending them safely away- all while ushering the last of the civilians to safety. Turning around she watched as Bakugou and Midoriya captured the villains and everyone cheered.

"It's Uravity!" a child cried out.

"Ah! Deku's wife!" another yelled.

Uraraka smiled, and before reaching out to pat their heads, touched her fingers together to let all the flying debris land safely. "Who wants autographs and pictures!" she cried out- only to find herself surrounded by a bunch of middle schoolers and their phones.

It was just a normal day for them. They didn't always patrol together- but most days their shifts overlapped and they were always called out for big missions. They were not partners, and Uraraka was even in a different agency than Bakugou and Midoriya.

Somehow those two had managed to end up in the same agency- and she loved watching their friendship grow stronger with each passing year.

As the middle schoolers ran off, a woman who was struggling with a toddler, a baby and an overzealous dog looked to be frazzled, most likely from the attack and everything going on. Rushing over, Uraraka cradled the baby and wiggled her fingers over the toddler as he yelled "Make me float!"

The woman smiled at her and thanked her as she got her dog calmed down.

"Ah shit, Deku!" Bakugou said, stomping over where she was. "I see your wife holding another baby!"

"Ha ha!" Midoriya laughed.

Uraraka glared at Bakugou. "Stop it! You'd think you were the one with baby fever!" she hissed.

"Plus, she wants to wait a few more years," Midoriya grumbled.

"Damn right I do! I am in my prime hero age!" she said, handing the baby back over to the woman and patted the toddler on his head so he floated a bit before letting him gently fall back down. The toddler giggled and yelled, "Again!" which she did ten more times before they started to head back to their agencies.

"Ah fuck it!" Bakugou said as they got to their agency, and she was about to walk a bit further to hers. "Let's go get a beer!"

"Meet at the usual place?" she asked.

"Sounds good to me!" Midoriya chirped.

Taking his hand, she kissed him goodbye. "See you two in twenty minutes then!"

"Where is my kiss?!" Bakugou teased.

Uraraka laughed as Midoriya slapped a noisy kiss to his cheek. Bakugou pushed him away as she laughed.

"See you idiots soon!" she called out, running back to her agency.

Bakugou slammed his cue stick into the ball- spreading them all around the table. "Ha! Beat that you damn nerd!"

"I'll get us another pitcher of beer!" Uraraka called out.

Midoriya smiled and waited for Bakugou to finish. He sank four balls before it was his turn. On the first try, he missed.

"How the hell have we been playing this for over ten years and you still suck so bad?" Bakugou asked.

Midoriya laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Guess I can't be good at everything!"

Bakugou rolled his eyes and poked him in the stomach with his cue stick. "Cocky bitch!"

"Now Katsuki!" Uraraka said, coming back with more beer. "No marking up my husband's shirts!"

"Ah! You're no fun!" he groaned, going back and sinking the rest of the balls on the table.

"That girl over there is eyeing Kacchan really hard," Midoriya said, noticing the girl by the dart boards who could not take her eyes off of them.

Uraraka spun and looked. "Hrm… Does he really need yet another one night stand?"

"This is true," he said.

"What are you two talking about?" Bakugou asked, coming over and taking the glass of beer from Midoriya's hands and downing it.

"Hey!" Midoriya whined.

"We were talking about that girl over there eyeballing you!" Uraraka said.

They saw Bakugou look over at the girl and smirked. "She seems young," he grumbled.

"When has that ever stopped you?" Midoriya asked.

"Weren't you just last month dating that twenty year old?" Uraraka pointed out.

"She was almost twenty one! Gah!" Bakugou growled.

"What about that one guy who was just a third year-! ACK!" Midoriya squealed as Bakugou's palms started to spark.

"We agreed never to bring that up again! That fucker lied to me!" Bakugou roared, then grabbed the pitcher of beer, chugging it.

"C'mon Katsuki," Uraraka said, putting her hand on his shoulder. "You are getting quite the reputation for being a player."

"Yeah… all the social medias talk about it," he pointed out.

"Fuck them! Let me have my private life!" Bakugou roared.

"You can't when you are the number three hero," Midoriya pointed out.

"Ah! There you guys are!" Kaminari called out, walking in with Jiro at his side. Ashido, Sero, Iida and Mei were not far behind.

"About time these extras showed up," Bakugou mumbled. "Didn't need therapy hour with the happy couple!"

Midoriya giggled, and Uraraka and Jiro went to get beer for everyone.

He really was living the best life. He had a wife he loved, his best friend at his side- and was the number one hero.

Even if he was the top hero- Midoriya remained a fanboy. He collected the merchandise from all his classmates and top heros. He had their spare bedroom set up with everything he had accumulated over the years. His number of notebooks only grew as he kept one on him at all times, always taking notes on the new heroes coming out of UA and emerging on the scene. It kept him informed, and still to this day fascinated him. Many times Uraraka would find him watching videos and intensely taking notes. He even had an entire section dedicated to her and her quirk. It made her smile seeing that side of her husband.

He even had his own merchandise. Usually at home on his days off, he walked around in one of his shirts- or his wife's. His favorite was her line of silk boxers she had made.

Actually it had all come a drunken night two years back. They were doing a housewarming party as they had just closed on their condo- and Bakugou had brought over a huge bottle of fireball. When everyone had left, they talked Bakugou into staying and sleeping in the spare room.

In a drunken haze, Bakugou brought up how they each needed to make an underwear line. It started a battle between Uraraka and Bakugou as to who could make the best sports bra for women.

They had stayed up all night making plans and designing things. Oddly, they were all really good at designing merchandise.

When they woke up, all hungover and seeing the plans and designs that next morning- the joke continued to run. Bakugou dared them to submit them…

And they all did.

Sure, they had action figures, clothing lines and linens with their signature colors and styles to them, but their intimate lines were their best sellers.

Which was why Midoriya could always be found wearing the silk boxers his wife had designed.

He had the morning off and a package was delivered to them. The note was from Bakugou saying this was his new line of women's wear which allowed the new bras to cup his wife's breasts like only he can.

Midoriya laughed and snapped a picture of the pieces he laid out on the bed with the note, and sent it to Uraraka.

She replied back with loads of emojis and hearts.

Later he got a picture from her- changing in the locker room before heading home. Midoriya smiled seeing her soft curves. He also chuckled as she was wearing one of Bakugou's other sports bras with matching boy shorts.

"I hate that those look so damn hot on her!" he muttered into his phone.

He really did not hate it. He loved it actually. They used to tease each other after their shifts, seeing if either of them could guess whose underwear merchandise they were wearing. The plus side of it all was taking it off of her when they got home.

They also sent Bakugou their underwear line. Yet Bakugou was a lot bolder and sent them both pictures of him modeling them- making Uraraka laugh like crazy when the thong picture came in. Midoriya yelped and about threw his phone across the room.

That was when he stopped designing thongs.

And Uraraka started to design them.

Every time they sent Bakugou their new stuff- he always sent them pictures. A cocky smile- and saying maybe he should be their model for the ads for them.

Not that Bakugou wasn't fit- hell, he was even more buff and filled out than ever. Midoriya had tried to catch up over the years, hoping his One for All would give him some height and bulk like it did with All Might- but he stayed average height and form. He was strong- that was a given- but he never got that massive size he craved.

The package also included some of the men's wear and Midoriya laughed as he saw the gag gift Bakugou always included.

He couldn't wait for Uraraka to get home.

"Ah! I was able to get out early!" Uraraka said, walking through the door.

Midoriya jumped up from where he was relaxing watching TV. "Yeah, gotta love low crime days!"

"Ha ha! Well the weekend is coming and you know us heroes never get a weekend off! I'll take all the time I can get!" she said, leaning in to give him a kiss. "Now show me the goods!"

Midoriya laughed as he led her back to the bedroom where he still had the box waiting.

"I don't know how he always gets his things before we do!" he whined.

"He pays extra for rush shipping," she said. "Yanno he has to beat us at every turn!"

"I still beat him in rankings!" he chirped.

"And that eats at him so bad! Ok let me see them!" she squealed.

They were always excited for their merchandise. Midoriya got to laughing and she couldn't figure out why until he stripped his jogging pants off and Uraraka broke out in full laughter.

The front of the boxers was blaze orange over the crotch and when he turned around…

"Ohmygod! Are they stuffed?" she cried out.

"YES! He padded the ass of these!" Midoriya giggled. He had been wearing them the last hour trying to contain his own laughter. "It's his gag gift he always sends!"

"I did not think he could top those assless chaps from last year," Uraraka giggled, walking forward and placing both hands on his ass cheeks. "Wow! These almost feel real!"

"Ha ha! But they make my ass look so obscene!" he laughed.

Uraraka got to giggling as he squeezed them some more. "We really need to find him a partner. He has way too much time on his hands for this shit."

It took them a minute to calm down, but each time Midoriya would turn or bend over, Uraraka got to laughing more at his oversized ass.

"Ok! Where is my stuff!?" she asked.

Midoriya reached into the box, handing her some skimpy bikini briefs, and more boy shorts. Then he pulled out the sports bra.

"Oh wow! He really did reinforce this one even better!" she cried, then kissed his cheek. "Lemme go try them on!"

Midoriya lay back on the bed, feeling the padding on his ass. "You could just change in here."

"I could! But I wanna surprise you!" she said, blowing him a kiss and slipping into the bathroom. When she came out- she was wearing the bikini panty and the sports bra.

"Oh my goodness!" she cried. "Look! I can bounce and my boobs stay in place without being smushed to my chest!" She started to jump and Midoriya was still distracted watching her wearing almost nothing.

He did not even care that she was wearing black and orange Ground Zero underwear, in fact he kind of liked it. It looked amazing on her, and the way it all worked with her curves was so sexy.

"I think Kacchan uses your body type as his model for these," he said, coming over and running his hands down her sides. It all fit way to perfectly.

"Ha ha! Probably, knowing him," Uraraka said, then leaning in to kiss him. "Now go sit and I'll give you a show!"

"I'd rather touch," Midoriya teased, only to have her hands on his chest and pushed away.

Grabbing for his phone, he started to snap pictures. "Think we should send pictures the way Kacchan does to us?" he teased.

"Ohmygod YES!" she squealed, running over and taking the phone. "Bend over the bed so your ass looks even more obscene!"

They both had to settle down their laughter as Midoriya bent over the bed and tried to give a smolder that went totally wrong. Both of them stared at the picture and laughed even more.

"I want to send a serious picture!" she whined.

Midoriya wanted to too- but every time he thought about standing there wearing padded ass boxers- he lost it and got to giggling again.

"Zuku!" Uraraka said, trying not to laugh but failed and giggled more. "Ok! Screw it! Just laugh and I'm taking the picture!"

Midoriya bent over the bed, wiggling his ass at her. Taking the picture she saved it and handed the phone to Midoriya.

"My turn!" she exclaimed.

"Maybe put on the boyshorts and not the bikinis…" he mumbled.

"Oh Zuku!" she giggled, then leaned over and kissed his cheek.

"It is just that they are not covering much," he said.

"And Katsuki sent us pictures in a thong!" she pointed out.

Thinking for a moment, she did have a point. "Fine! But move to the bed at least!"

Uraraka went and laid up against the pillows with her arms out and ankles crossed. Midoriya thought it was sexy- yet still modest enough for this. It was his wife after all.

"Ok- this is a good one for Kacchan…" he said, then smirked. "He is gonna be so jealous! He used to have it so bad for you back at UA!"

"Oh stop!" she whined. "He has always just been a good friend!"

Midoriya raised his brows at her. It never mattered how many times he told her- she never believed it. Hell, she never believed anyone liked her that way until Midoriya had asked her out.

"I'm serious! He is just terrible at expressing himself! You know this!" he laughed.

"Well that is true," she said, sitting back against the pillows. "But it was never like that with him."

"Well he sure did stare at you quite a bit," he said.

"He saw me as a rival," she said.

"He saw more than that," Midoriya said, crawling up on the bed and between her legs,resting his head on her thigh. "That was why I finally got the courage to ask you out."

Uraraka raised a brow at him and ran her fingers through his hair. She had heard this story as well over the years, but still never believed it. Apparently Midoriya had only asked her out because he was afraid Bakugou would get there first.

Lifting up, he smiled. "And that is why I'm gonna send him this picture! Let him see what he is missing out on!"

"Oh you tease him so bad!" she laughed.

"Hey! He deserves it! Remember last week when he ransacked my bag and I had to wear my sweaty uniform on patrol because he replaced it with a school's girls uniform?!"

Uraraka giggled. They had enjoyed that- later that night when she talked Midoriya into putting it on.

"And remember when he snuck into our apartment and traded all my boxers for lacey panties!?" he exclaimed.

"Now that I did approve of!" she giggled.

"Yeah well… I didn't," he huffed.

"Now let me take some pictures for my own collection."

The mood changed quickly from laughter to seriousness. Uraraka leaned forward, kissing him and pulling him on top of her.

Fuck, she looked hot in the orange and black underwear. It worked really well against her skin and the way the bra pushed her boobs up and together…

Midoriya was snapping pictures, then his phone was long forgotten. Pushing her into the mattress, he started to slip the bra strap down with his teeth.

"Weren't you sending some pictures?" Uraraka asked. "To prove a misguided point?"

"Ah! Right!" he chirped, then sat up, grabbing the phone. "I got distracted."

Uraraka giggled and moved to kiss his neck as he sent the pictures of them both in Bakugou's new underwear line.

...What he did not notice was that the picture of him failed to send.

And the picture of Uraraka crawling across the bed did accidentally send.

"Now, c'mere and let me get a better look at these panties!" he yelled, tossing his wife to the mattress as she squealed.

Bakugou had just eaten half a pizza and was settling into some really shitty TV when his phone went off.

What the hell was Uraraka sending him?

He blinked.

Then he blinked again.

Locking his screen, he took a deep breath.

"What the fuck?" he asked.

Unlocking his screen, he checked again.

Yup, it was still there.

"This can't be right!" he yelled. He turned his phone off and back on.

"Let's try this shit again," he said.

And there it was. Uraraka was wearing his underwear, and the most boob-irific shot of her tits in his bra was sent over. She had the sex look on her face, and Bakugou took another deep breath.

What the fuck was she thinking?! She was married to his best friend! He was the best man at their wedding for fuck sake!

He kicked the box and pizza slices went flying. How could she do this to Midoriya?! Those two had dated since UA and…

Damn women!

Bakugou grabbed his jacket, storming out his flat.

He was going to confront her.

There was no way he would allow Midoriya to be cheated on! Who the hell sends their husband's best friend lewd pictures?!

Midoriya was kissing Uraraka's neck, his hands moving down towards her panties. She had this way of moaning so softly and it went straight to his cock. He loved seeing her all flushed and gasping for air, even after all this time being together.

They did enjoy their time together and did not like to rush things- especially on rare moments when they weren't working or being dragged out to some bar with their friends. Sliding her panties down, he smirked as he saw Bakugou's signature orange X on them.

He was going to enjoy this moment with his wife. Burying his face between her legs, he heard the soft moans grow louder as she started to pull and tug at his hair.

There was a loud banging on the door that startled them, but they ignored it.

"Don't stop!" she begged. "Let them just go away!"

Gaspy breaths escaped her as he continued to lick and play with his wife. Then there was an explosion on the bedroom door.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, you cheating whore?! How the hell did you think I'd be OK with you doing that to Deku?! " Bakugou screamed.

Midoriya and Uraraka both screamed as he jumped off of her, falling off the bed and Uraraka grabbing a pillow to put in her lap.

"Kacchan!" he yelled.

But Bakugou was stomping to where Uraraka was sitting on the bed.

"Explain that fucking picture!" he demanded.

"Kacchan!" "Katsuki!"

They were both yelling his name but Midoriya was able to spring between them, using One for All to hold Bakugou still.

"Kacchan! What are you talking about?!" he yelled.

"Your wife sent me a lewd picture!" Bakugou growled.

"Um… whose phone did you send the pictures from?" Uraraka asked.

"I thought it was my phone," Midoriya said over his shoulder.

Uraraka grabbed both their phones and got to giggling. "You idiot! You sent it from my phone and yours never went through!"

"Wait… what? You knew about this?!" Bakugou asked, clearly confused.

Midoriya let him go. "Yes!" he laughed. "We were showing you how good your new line looked!"

Bakugou just stood there as the two of them were in their underwear and Uraraka still had a pillow concealing herself.

"...so you meant to send that picture ? " Bakugou asked.

Uraraka was blushing but nodded. "Zuku was trying to convince me that you used to be into me at UA, so we were just teasing!" she giggled.

"Well now you can just ask him yourself!" Midoriya said.

Bakugou just stood there stunned- then it hit them all. Uraraka was only wearing her Ground Zero sports bra and Midoriya was sporting a massive boner in his Ground Zero padded ass boxers.

"I uh… I should fuck off!" Bakugou yelled, turning to leave.

"Ah! Too bad you can't join us!" Uraraka laughed, and Midoriya noticed how red the tips of Bakugou's ears were.

Bakugou was frozen in the doorway, and growled between his teeth. "You two are married and regardless of how I feel for either of you… AH FUCK THIS!" his hands were sparking as he stomped out of their place and slammed the door.

Midoriya sat there, his mouth wide open as was Uraraka's. Their bedroom door was charred and hanging off the hinges…

And Bakugou had confessed something neither of them had expected.

Uraraka grabbed her underwear, sliding it on along with one of Midoriya's tshirts. "I'm gonna go make some tea," she mumbled.

All these years Midoriya teased her about Bakugou looking at her and wanting to ask her out in UA- but she never believed it.

That was until now. The pained look on Bakugou's face when all the realization hit. Sighing, she made the tea and sat at the kitchen table.

"I'm gonna call him, he needs to come back here," she said.

"Ochako?" Midoriya asked.

"We need to talk this out!" she squealed, punching his speed dial number. When it went to voicemail- she started sending texts back to back.

"And what exactly are we going to talk about?" Midoriya asked.

"Oh don't think I don't see the way you two have always looked at each other," she mumbled.

She always wondered if there was something more between the two of them. Sure, they all played games at parties in UA. Midoriya playing spin the bottle and landing on Bakugou- but Bakugou in all his pride gave Midoriya the lewdest kiss she had ever seen.

It always made her wonder if she wasn't in the picture…

But then again, Midoriya said Bakugou always stared at her.

It was all so confusing and she set her phone down, taking her husband's hand, smiling at him. "I mean… Bakugou is our best friend."

Midoriya nodded.

"And that expression on his face as he left..." she muttered.

"It broke my heart," Midoriya whispered.

Uraraka smiled and said. "Well let's unbreak all of our hearts!"

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying," she said, reaching over and taking her husband's hand in hers. "Would it be so bad if maybe we crossed a line with him?"

Midoriya blinked, and froze. "You mean…"

"I mean, c'mon honey," she said. "I've seen over the years how you two look at one another! Outside of physically, it's almost like he's already a part of us."

"...and you'd… be ok with that?" Midoriya asked.

" Only if you are, and only if it is him."

Midoriya squeezed her hand. "I feel the same honestly."

She smiled, she loved how emotional her husband was and how he wore his heart on his sleeve. She had always seen it, but now it was all making sense.

"Do you want to?" she asked.

"Only if we all agree," he whispered.

"Let me text him to come back," she said, sending more texts to Bakugou. "And we can all talk about this."

This time Bakugou knocked on the door and didn't use the key he had of theirs. When she thought about it- they all had keys to each others places. She even remembered after her and Midoriya's first fight and almost break up in UA- she'd found Midoriya's in Bakugou's room crying. When they had their first fight once they were living together, she had run to Bakugou's for comfort.

It had always been Bakugou for them- even now in their marriage.

"I'll get it," she said.

"Well at least you put some fucking clothes on," Bakugou said, kicking his shoes off and coming in. Uraraka was still just in her underwear and one of Midoriya's shirts. He went straight to the fridge where he got a beer and glared at them both. "Fucking hate you two so much right now."

Uraraka smiled at her husband, and the angry gremlin in her kitchen. Moving over where Bakugou stood, she smiled at him and laid a hand on his wrist.

"Katsuki," she asked. "Do you… still feel that way about us?"

"What the fuck kinda question is that?!" he growled.

"Ochako, you know he doesn't understand emotions," Midoriya said, smiling as he walked over.

"I know, but we really should talk about this," she said.

"Talk about what?!" Bakugou growled, his cheeks and ears bright red.

"Us," Midoriya said.

"The fuck kinda shi- Ack!"

Midoriya had pushed Bakugou at Uraraka, who was then kissing him. Bakugou had his eyes wide open and dropped his beer. Jumping back, his hands sparked and he sent a blast that left a black mark on their kitchen counter.

"It's ok," she whispered, running her hand down his face. Dark red eyes glared at her as she did, but she wanted him to know this was ok. "We love you too, and you are our best friend. We talked about this and we want you..."

Midoriya put his hand on Bakugou's arm and smiled over at her- encouraging her to do more. Leaning in, she pressed her chest to his arm and kissed his cheek, moving her lips slowly to his mouth.

"I'm ok with all of this… if it's you," Midoriya whispered, his lips pressing to Bakugou's neck.

"What the fuck!?" Bakugou yelled, then stumbled back to the door to get his shoes. Midoriya and Uraraka chased after him, seeing his face bright red.

"C'mon! Ok! Maybe we should talk more about this!" she cried out.

Maybe just bombarding him with it was too much.

"Kacchan!" Midoriya called out.

The door shut and Bakugou was gone.

Well fuck.

It had been a week and Bakugou had been avoiding them. They had called and texted. When their shifts coincided, they found Kaminari greeting them instead.

"Yeah, Bakugou asked me to switch shifts," Kaminari said. "Kinda weird not seeing you three attached at the hip."

"Yeah it has been weird," Midoriya said.

He missed his friend and only prayed they hadn't fucked things up too badly.

"Yeah, Kirishima said he saw him at the bar the other night with some girl… but oddly he didn't leave with her. At the end of the night he paid their tab and went home alone," Kaminari was saying.

They had gone by his flat a few times with no answer at the door. They did not want to invade his privacy and use the key they had- so they left.

Their days had felt so empty without Bakugou and his crude humor and cockiness around. Midoriya smiled over at Uraraka, taking her hand as they finished their patrol.

Walking home silently, they both sighed as they entered their building. This was getting too much for them. They missed their friend.

Turning the corner to get to their door, they saw Bakugou leaning against their door, his head down and kicking at nothing on the ground.

"Kacchan?" Midoriya called out, rushing over to him, taking his wrist and just staring at him as if it had been longer than a week since they saw each other. "Kacchan, listen we don't-"

"-shut it nerd," Bakugou said then glared over at Uraraka. "Let's go inside."

Opening the door they all quietly went in. The air was thick around them, and Midoriya could feel the tension. "I'll make some tea," Uraraka said.

"No need," Bakugou said, then clenched his fist at his side as he breathed through his nose. "Are you two… I mean that shit you said…" his teeth were clenched and Midoriya hated seeing his best friend like this.

Nodding his head, Midoriya went over, taking one of his clenched fists into his hand and holding it.

"You two could go on any hookup site if you are just looking for a third to spice up the bedroom," he said.

"Now listen here Katsuki!" Uraraka said, stomping forward and grabbing his cheeks in her hands. "This is not just some wild idea we decided to just try out ! This is you we are talking about!"

"Exactly," Midoriya added.

"But why me?" Bakugou asked.

"Because it is you, and we love you," Uraraka said.

"Yes, Kacchan… we would never even consider this if it were anyone else," he added.

Bakugou shook out of both their hold. "This is the shit that fucks up friendships!"

"Or builds them stronger…" Uraraka breathed.

Moving to the cabinet in their kitchen, Bakugou opened it up and pulled out the scotch. Not even bothering with a glass, he tipped it back and took a big swallow. "Fucking hate this scotch shit! Ugh!"

Uraraka giggled and came over to Bakugou, smiling at him as he set the bottle down and pressed to his side. "If you don't want to do this, we understand, and we can just go back how we were."

"Like hell if this will ever be like it was," Bakugou said, taking her arms in his hands and holding her steady as he mashed his lips to hers. Uraraka squeaked out, and Midoriya gasped.

Those two looked really good together, and Midoriya found he was not jealous at all. This was his wife and best friend.

It felt right.

He watched them a moment longer, then Uraraka held her hand out to him and he took it. Being pulled in, Bakugou released her mouth and glared at him. "Damn nerd," he growled before sliding his hand behind his neck and kissing him deeply.

Midoriya felt the lips of someone other than his wife's press against his. It was different, but it felt nice. Arching a bit into Bakugou's body, he returned the kiss and felt Bakugou biting at his bottom lip.

Bakugou's kiss was intense and all consuming. Midoriya felt like he needed to hang on as Bakugou made him breathless. Gasping as they pulled away, Bakugou glared at both of them.

"Fuck it… let's go ruin this friendship," he growled, pushing them both away and pulling his shirt off.

"Kacchan!" "Katsuki!"

"Oh don't give me any lectures! I've already thought this through!" Bakugou said, turning and raising his voice. "One night with the two of you is worth the last ten years of loving you!"

Midoriya stepped towards Bakugou, running his hand over the bare skin on his waist. "This isn't going to be just a one night fling."

"Whatever! You two better be wearing my signature underwear!"

They both laughed as all week- they actually had been. Moving back to the bedroom, they all kind of stood there, wondering who would make the first move.

"Oh for crying out loud!" Uraraka exclaimed, pushing them together. "Let's get this sexual tension out of the way first!"

"Huh?!" They both exclaimed.

"Oh don't even play dumb!" She said, rolling her eyes.

Bakugou took the back of his head, pulling him close and felt rough lips against his. Midoriya gasped and immediately opened his mouth. Bakugou was licking and tasting him while pressing him back towards the bed.

"Gah! You two are so hot!" Uraraka breathed.

The back of his thigh hit the bed and Midoriya felt himself being pushed onto the mattress. He was used to the soft weight of Uraraka against him, but this was solid bulk that was pressing him back. Bakugou was larger than he was, and much heavier.

He liked this though- even as he felt Bakugou grow hard against his hip, he felt his own excitement building. "Kacchan," he whispered against his lips, running his hands over the muscles in his back.

This was not the softness of his wife, the sweet smell that he had fallen in love with. This was sharp spice and hard muscles against him, this was his best friend who he loved just as much.

"Fucking Deku," Bakugou said, his hand moving up his shirt and cupping his pectoral, squeezing it.

His hands moved over Bakugou's back and grabbed his ass. Bakugou groaned and started to kiss around his jaw, then down his neck.

He felt another set of lips kissing him and Midoriya smiled, as he knew those soft lips of his wife's.

His shirt was pushed up under his armpits and Bakugou was licking and sucking his nipples. Gasping out, Midoriya moved his hands to Bakugou's hair.

"His nipples are really sensitive," Uraraka said.

"I'm noticing," Bakugou mumbled, then biting at his nipple before licking it.

Midoriya moaned as Bakugou moved more down his body, his hands on his pants and undoing them, pushing them down.

"Fuck yes," Bakugou said, seeing Midoriya was indeed wearing his signature style boxer briefs. Hooking his thumb in the waistband- Midoriya lifted his hips as Bakugou slid them down.

Uraraka was kissing his neck and Bakugou was sucking marks on his inner thighs. Midoriya gasped and didn't know where to focus his attention anymore. His body was being toyed and played with in the best ways.

He moaned when he felt a warm, wet tongue slide up the length of his shaft. Gasping out and sitting up, his hands went into Bakugou's hair. Red eyes glared at him as Bakugou held his cock in hand, his tongue flat against his shaft.

"Oh hell yeah," he moaned. Something about Bakugou between his legs and licking his cock before opening his mouth wide, sucking him down- fuck! He felt like he was going to cum all too soon.

"Shit that's hot," Uraraka said.

This was so different than any blowjob he'd ever had before. Bakugou was so sure of himself, and could take him all the way back into his throat. He was not gentle with him- but Midoriya had not not expected him to be.

"Hah! Uraraka!" He gasped, grabbing the back of her head as she was kissing his neck and moving to his nipples.

It was too much and Bakugou was not giving in- his suction was fast and hard on his cock. Gasping and panting, he felt his hips shake and his breath catch.

"Guys! Hah!" He begged.

Mouths pulled from his body and he heard Bakugou growl as he stroked him, but started to kiss Uraraka. She whined against his mouth and pulled Bakugou over. Even as Bakugou was pressing her into the mattress, he kept his hand steady on Midoriya's cock, stroking him as they continued to make out.

"Kacchan! Hah!" He gasped and had to pull Bakugou's hand off of him. He needed to calm down some or he was going to be fully spent far too soon.

Bakugou growled and his hands moved onto Uraraka. The way she moaned and arched into his body- the way he about tore her shirt off her and cupped his hands over her breasts. She moaned softly while arching her body against Bakugou's, and Midoriya just turned on his side watching them.

There was no jealousy. He liked seeing those two kiss, and the way Bakugou's large hands worked over her body was really turning him on.

"Tell me you're wearing one of my bras," Bakugou teased, then lifted up and stared down, tearing off the rest of her shirt.

Sure enough, she was wearing one from his newer line- the way the material supported and sat against her pale skin- it looked so good.

"I told her you must use her body type for your model," Midoriya said as both their hands moved over her breast.

"Damn right I do!" Bakugou growled. "She is soft and strong with all the right curves. Exactly what I want in a woman."

Uraraka's cheeks were pinker than they usually were.

"Fuck! I need her clothes off!" Bakugou growled and moved off of her. Sitting up, Uraraka reached back to unclasp her bra as they both just stared at her. Watching as her cheeks grew even more pink- Bakugou was pulling down her pants and smiling. "Fuck yes! These panties are hot!"

Bakugou quickly stripped his pants off, showing he was also wearing his own line of underwear. It made Midoriya want to laugh as they were all wearing his signature line.

"All of us are wearing Katsuki's underwear!" Uraraka squealed out.

"Damn right we are," Bakugou said, climbing back on the bed.

Uraraka giggled and held the front of her bra against her chest. All of them on the bed rose to their knees- and Uraraka let her bra slip from her shoulders. Bakugou and Midoriya leaned forward, each of them taking one of her breasts, sucking on the nipple and making her moan.

Hands moved around her back, and Midoriya smiled as Bakugou took his hand. It all seemed to work naturally with them, and why shouldn't it? Everything else they had ever done had always been together.

"I need to taste her more," Bakugou gasped, pulling off her chest and kissing up her neck.

Midoriya pushed Uraraka back against the bed and Bakugou was pulling her panties down, burying his face between her legs. Uraraka moaned and reached out for Midoriya. Kissing his wife, Midoriya swallowed her moans and gasps.

He could feel her shaking a bit and pulled back. Bakugou had his arms wrapped around her legs, making her back bow and toes curl. He always loved how responsive Uraraka was in bed- and seeing this with his own eyes was turning him on so much.

Uraraka was grabbing the bedding and moaning Bakugou's name so beautifully, and the flush covering her chest was beyond breathtaking.

Moving behind Bakugou, kissing along his shoulders, he cradled his cock between his cheeks, sliding it up and down. He heard a deep moan from Bakugou and Uraraka moaned even louder.

Lifting his head up, Bakugou turned and started to kiss him. He could taste Uraraka on his lips and tongue.

"Lets see how she handles both of us," Bakugou said against his lips.

Midoriya hummed and moved from where he was, kneeling back on the mattress on one side of Uraraka's head and Bakugou to the other. She had hearts in her eyes as she grabbed both their cocks, stroking them.

Running his hand to the back of Midoriya's neck, he was leaning in and kissing him again. A wet mouth circled his cock and he moaned. Bakugou growled and bit his lip before sliding his tongue into his mouth.

When her mouth would leave his cock, he would feel the deep moan from Bakugou as she started to suck on him. Wet slurping sounds and slight gagging- and her hand never stopped stroking him.

"Let me fuck her… and you fuck me," Bakugou said.

Midoriya gasped. "Really?" he whispered.

Bakugou hummed against his lips. "Yes."

Uraraka was taking turns between sucking them and stroking them. She had learned over the years exactly how he liked to be stroked and sucked, and damn if she was not putting her all into it.

Popping off Bakugou cock, she gasped and looked up at the two still making out.

"You ok with that, pink cheeks?" Bakugou said, pulling from Midoriya's mouth as they looked down and saw her face flushed.

"Yeah," she breathed.

"Get the lube," Bakugou said.

Reaching into his nightstand, Midoriya got out the lube and moved back over where Bakugou was.

He was back on top of her, kissing her and grinding his cock on her. Wetting his fingers, Midoriya slid them between his cheeks and heard a deep, gurgling moan from Bakugou. Pressing a finger in, this was a lot tighter than it was with his wife. Bakugou opened beautifully for him as he slid in another finger, curling them and hearing him gasp out.

"Fuck! If you keep doing that, this is all over!" Bakugou growled.

"Ah! Sorry!" Midoriya chirped, and Uraraka giggled. Midoriya continued to drip lube on his rim, his fingers working in and out of him.

"Let's fucking do this!" he growled.

Midoriya slid his fingers out, and started to lube his cock as Uraraka gasped and he saw where Bakugou was entering her. He was slow and damn if his muscles didn't look amazing all clenched as he tried to go slow.

A few slow, deep thrusts and Uraraka was arching her back.

"Alright Deku," Bakugou said. "Time to stop watching and join in."

Smiling, he moved behind where Bakugou was bent over Uraraka and inside of her. Grabbing his waist, he slid his cock between his cheeks then pressed the head at his rim. It was tight, but he felt the muscle open to him, almost sucking him in.

It was so tight, and so hot. Both of them gasped as he slowly pushed in. Bakugou's hips were shaking as he held still inside of Uraraka.

"Hah! Fuck!" Bakugou groaned, leaning his head on Uraraka's shoulder. "You're a lot bigger than I fucking thought!"

Midoriya went slow, and pushed his way in. He could feel that clench from Bakugou's inner walls around his shaft and it felt fantastic. This was so different than when he was with Uraraka, but it was different in a good way.

"Hah! Ah! You feel so good!" Midoriya moaned, holding Bakugou's hips steady and then they all started to slowly move. Midoriya mostly held still as the movements Bakugou made ending up having him fucking Uraraka and fucking himself on Midoriya's cock. He was so taken by watching his cock sink in and out of Bakugou.

Grabbing his hips hard, Midoriya snapped his hips and both Bakugou and Uraraka moaned loudly.

"Kacchan… feels so good!" he moaned.

"Damn right I do!" Bakugou said, snapping his hips making Uraraka scream, then pushing back on his cock.

Their bodies were covered in a thin sheen of sweat- three different moans and Midoriya was gasping at each clench around his cock. Removing his hands from Bakugou's hips, he ran them up his sides and pressed his chest to Bakugou's broad back. Trailing his hands over his pectorals, he was cupping his chest and pinching his nipples.

"Ah shit! Fuck!" Bakugou moaned.

Uraraka was steadily screaming under them as Bakugou had put his thumb over her clit, rubbing as he fucked her. Wet squelching sounds and Midoriya felt his balls tightening up.

"Don't fucking cum in me!" Bakugou growled.

Pulling out, Midoriya moaned and roared out as he stroked his cock, covering Bakugou's ass cheeks and lower back. Falling to the bed, he watched as Bakugou's head fell, his hips shaking and he was pulling out, releasing all over Uraraka's stomach.

"Fuck," Bakugou whispered, rolling off of Uraraka and they all lay on the bed silently.

What do you even say after this? Midoriya decided for once that words were not what they needed. Lifting up, he leaned over kissing his wife, then leaned a bit over her and kissed Bakugou. They all shared a few soft, sweet kisses and then Bakugou got off the bed and went into the bathroom to clean off.

Coming out he had a rag in his hand and cleaned off Uraraka's stomach.

"I can go," Bakugou mumbled.

Both of them sat up- "No!" they said together.

Bakugou just stood there, staring at them. Holding their hands out, they waited for Bakugou to take them and they pulled him into the bed between them. Resting their heads on his chest, Bakugou's hands moved up and down their backs as they lay quietly.

"What are you thinking?" Uraraka asked him, taking his hand and resting it on Bakugou's stomach.

"That this just feels right," he said.

"It really does, doesn't it?" she asked.

"Think he will stay?" he asked.

"You know I can hear you both?" Bakugou said.

Uraraka giggled and put her other hand over Bakugou's mouth. "We are having a discussion! And don't stop rubbing my back!"

Midoriya giggled and stared at his wife. He knew he would never allow another man to ever touch her, but with Bakugou- he found he wanted to see more of it.

"I think I want him to stay," he said.

"But do we need boundaries and rules?" she asked.

Midoriya shook his head. "If we are going to do this… it's gotta be all or nothing!"

"That is so Plus Ultra of you!" she chirped, leaning over to kiss his lips. "Ok, let's tell him!"

Removing her hand from Bakugou's mouth, they turned their head to look up at him.

"Kacchan," Midoriya said.

"Stay with us," Uraraka said.

"I heard everything you idiots said!" Bakugou barked.

They both giggled and Midoriya leaned up, kissing his lips. "No… like stay with us."

"All three of us," Uraraka said.

So much was making sense. The fact that Bakugou had never been in a long term relationship, the way he was involved in almost every aspect of their life.

It was as if that final piece had fallen into place.

And Midoriya and Uraraka were not ready to let it go.

"I mean, we know there will be some adjustments and what not," he said.

"And I'm sure people will talk," Uraraka added.

"But this felt too right to not continue with it!" Midoriya exclaimed.

"It really did, didn't it?" Uraraka asked him.

Kissing her lips, they both turned back and looked hopefully up at Bakugou. Taking his hand off their backs, he put them in their faces and pushed them away.

"Just because we all had a good fuck doesn't mean you should keep me around," he growled, moving off the bed.

"Wait Kacchan! It is not just that!" he said. "Last week was miserable without you!"

"And if I have to eat Midoriya's burnt, bland and somehow under cooked food one more night!" Uraraka whined.

Bakugou turned to them and shook his head. "So you want a cook and a good fuck?"

"We want you!" they both cried.

Hopping off the bed, Midoriya wrapped his arms around Bakugou as did Uraraka. "Why can't you get that?! This feels right and complete right now!" she said.

"It really does, doesn't it?" Midoriya said.

Bakugou was stiff, but he slowly started to relax. "Ok… how do we do this then?"

Bakugou moved in within the month. They were all in the honeymoon phase, and Midoriya loved waking up to Bakugou's mouth around his cock, or hearing Uraraka moan softly as he fucked her awake.

And it wasn't as if it was always the three of them. One night Uraraka was on patrol and Midoriya was gasping as Bakugou was licking his rim.

"Hah! Kacchan! AH!" he cried out, bent over the arm of the couch as they had been watching a movie.

He had only ever topped Bakugou, and he figured he was ready for this. Bakugou was taking his time, licking and stretching him. It all relaxed Midoriya and made him feel comfortable. Even as Bakugou slowly pushed into him, turning his head so he could kiss his cries away- it was all too perfect.

Except Uraraka was mad she had missed that moment.

There was also a moment when he came home and saw Uraraka with her hair all messed up and wearing one of Bakugou's tshirts and nothing else.

He loved coming home late at night, catching her getting water in the kitchen and bending her over the counter. He could feel his cock slide through Bakugou's cum inside of her, and gasped as Bakugou came behind him, kissing his neck and biting his shoulder.

There were also many times Uraraka would come into the room, finding Midoriya on his knees as he gagged around Bakugou's cock. It took him some time to get it all right, and Bakugou would tease him and threaten to push down his throat ( though he never did and Midoriya knew he never would ).

In the end- it all just worked.

Their friends didn't even bat an eye at it. Maybe they had all seen it coming, and the only ones who didn't were these three. The media ate it all up. Dates they all went on, or sometimes just two of them were out. Their rankings grew and their popularity soared.

It was just two months into it that Midoriya and Uraraka had torn up the kitchen trying their damnedest to cook a meal for Bakugou. They had candles lit and were both just wearing their Ground Zero underwear.

When Bakugou got home from his shift, he found a disaster in the kitchen, a burnt dinner, and the two loves of his life on their knees holding roses.

"Will you marry us?" they both asked.

Bakugou didn't even have to think about his answer.

Lunging at the two who were just in their underwear, Bakugou had stripped out of his clothes as fast as he could, right there in the kitchen. Meeting them on their knees, all three trying to kiss at once- tears streaming down Midoriya's face as Uraraka giggled at him. Bakugou shook his head, knowing what a cry baby Midoriya was.

Both of them were wiping off Midoriya's tears and hugging him as he tried to calm down. The emotions of it all overwhelmed him.

"I was going to just fuck you both right here in the kitchen," Bakugou said, but he stood up and took both their hands. "But let's go do this the right way."

Back in the bedroom, he was kissing Midoriya while trying to get him to stop crying, as he let out little hiccups and sniffles. Uraraka was stroking his cock, then sucking his cock noisily- both of them loving the emotions that Midoriya always kept so open.

Midoriya tried to stop crying, but his heart was so overjoyed. He had been nervous when they decided to ask him- even though he figured Bakugou would say yes, but at the same time there was that slightest doubt. What if he didn't? He didn't want to lose what they all had.

Bakugou was kissing him so sweetly and cupping his face in his hands as Uraraka sucked him noisily. Another hiccup and Bakugou smiled against his lips. "C'mon nerd, look at your wife and my fiance and how great she is sucking you down!"

Midoriya looked down, seeing Uraraka with her lips thinned over his cock. Moaning softly, he was pushed back onto the mattress and Bakugou was straddling over his shoulders. "Now you open up for me."

Midoriya opened his mouth and Bakugou slowly pushed his hard cock into his mouth. Even as he still had a stray tear or two fall on his cheeks, he just stared up at the man he had grown to love so much over the years.

Humming and moaning around Bakugou's cock, he felt his own balls want to tighten up. Uraraka was massaging his balls and sucking him so hard. Gasping, he felt his knees bend and his toes curl. He was tapping on Bakugou's thighs, which only made Bakugou chuckle as he sucked him harder.

Finally he had to pull from Bakugou's cock- crying out as he released down Uraraka's throat. Gasping and digging his fingers into Bakugou's thighs, his body shook as his orgasm rolled through his body.

Bakugou was stroking himself and had this smirk on his face. Still straddled over Midoriya's shoulders, his abs where clenched and he grunted before streaks of cum started to land on Midoriya's face. Opening his mouth, he felt the bitter warmth land on his tongue.

Gasping, Bakugou moved off his shoulders and leaned in, chasing his desire in his mouth. Both of them were breathing hard when Uraraka crawled between them, kissing Midoriya. Bakugou started to kiss her neck, his hands moving down her body. "Ahh! You're so wet," he mumbled, moving his fingers between her folds and sliding them inside of her. Gasping and her nails dug into Midoriya's skin, he also slid his hand down her body.

"She really is," he whispered, letting his fingers glide over her clit and rubbing it the way she liked. They took turns kissing her as Bakugou filled her with his fingers and Midoriya rubbed over her clit. Each little gasp and moan filled the room as they pleasured her.

Turning her head back to Midoriya, Uraraka licked a streak of cum off his cheek and then buried her head into his shoulder as she started to scream out.

"Fucking love how vocal you two are," Bakugou mumbled, his fingers steadily moving inside of her, and smiling over at Midoriya.

Her body shook so hard as she came all over their hands. Pulling his hand back, Bakugou sucked at his fingers, then took Midoriya's and sucked at them too. All three with their hearts racing and Midoriya curled next to Uraraka, with his hand meeting Bakugou's as they lay there.

"We need a bigger fucking bed!" Bakugou growled.

They giggled and hugged each other a little bit tighter.

A year later…

Bakugou and Midoriya were in the middle of watching a horror movie when Uraraka came waddling out of the bathroom in her bathrobe.

"Guys… I think my water broke," she whispered.

She had initially wanted to wait a few more years, but after adding Bakugou to the mix, she could only think of growing their family. They had turned one of the three bedrooms into a nursery and the other room was where Midoriya, and now Bakugou, kept all their fanboy merch.

Bakugou also got them two king size beds they pushed together in their room- and most of the time they were all cuddled up together as Bakugou seemed to radiate heat.

Once Bakugou had come into the picture, she felt everything was as it should be, and went off her birth control. She did not expect to get pregnant as fast as she did. Both guys had been walking around the flat with their chest puffed out and talking about how they got her knocked up- she was ready to just knock them out.

They had been so caring and loving to her through all of it. Holding back her hair when she got sick, running out to the store for whatever craving she had.

She moved to a rescue team that would not put her in danger. Both guys would not allow her back on patrol, and she had to agree with them. Being a part of the rescue team still made her feel like a hero, and she realized she had never been happier.

She had water running down her leg and a cramp hit her so hard she almost doubled over.

"Shit! FUCK!" Bakugou said, then went and shut himself in the bedroom.

"Did Kacchan…?" Midoriya asked, walking circles in the living room.

Uraraka shook her head and went to knock on the door and start changing. Bakugou was getting their bags and then attempted to carry them and her out.

At the hospital she was immediately rushed back. Holding both Midoriya's and Bakugou's hands, she screamed as their baby came. It was a boy with blond hair and brown eyes like hers.

Another cramp hit and the doctor looked puzzled.

"What is going on?!" Bakugou demanded.

"Um… she is having another!" the doctor cried out.

"How?!" both guys cried out.

"Sometimes one baby hides behind the other, but either way, Uraraka, I need you to push!"

Another little boy with green hair and brown eyes was born.

It could not have been more perfect.

And she saw Bakugou cry as he held both their sons, and Midoriya was blubbering so hard he was just hugging her.

Looking down at her hand, she had her wedding ring from Midoriya , and another one. They had all gone to the jewelry store- her and Bakugou got matching bands- as did Bakugou and Midoriya.

Sure, they all had their fights, and damn if they were not big ones, but they made up just as sweetly.

Seeing the two holding the babies, she knew everything was right where it needed it be- even if they did take the long road to get there.