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Shoto is a fairly odd guy. He normally spends his days off eating cold soba and watching the news or even reading a romance fiction book. When he isn’t just laying around he is at work typing away on a computer. Maybe his life could be considered boring but he didn’t mind that. Being boring was just his thing, he didn’t mind that at all. His life hasn’t always been boring though. Back when he was a child his parent hadn’t treated him or his siblings well. His mother had snapped on him one day. Poured boiling water on the side of his face. It left him with a scar that still makes him feel nauseous when looking at it for too long. His father had more of a mental abuser. The constant yelling and telling Shoto that he will be the best out of all of his siblings. Shoto left as soon as he turned eighteen. He never once looked back. Now here he is, being a boring adult with a massive scar on his face.
He got a job at a book publishing company. He edits chapters and even once in awhile helps on the covers but other than that he didn’t do much. Shoto likes his coworkers, they are loud but fairly nice. The company is owned by Katsuki Bakugou and Eijiro Kirishima, a unstopable couple. Shoto is honsly suprised they haven’t gotten married yet. He’s only personally talked to them twice. The first time when he was being intervied for the job and the other time when they asked if he was okay when he had ran to the bathroom to wipe away the tears that had built up in his eyes. Katsuki and Eijiro were nice men but Shoto can’t get involed, he just can’t.
It had been a normal day at the company. Young short woman rush around the office carrying stacks of white paper while other people sat at desks, typing away on their computers. Shoto had been having a rough day. He woke up with a cow lick from hell and an ache in his back that would not go way even though he had a hot shower. He’s yet to even look away from his computer. His eyes trained on the numerous words, trying to figue out if this one spesific word fit in the sentence. ‘She just looks so beautiful,’ Shoto read aloud in his head. Beautiful? Is that a good word to use? Maybe radiant or something more detailed?
“The bosses are coming!” Denki shouts, nearly dropping the cup of coffee he was holding. Shoto ignored the loud annoying blonde. He’s always like this, shouting and running around the office space. Irritates the hell out of Shoto but Denki is nice and gives him coffee so he puts up with it.
“I heard Mr. Bakugou was in a bad mood.”
"I hope I don't get yelled at for eating the last donut!"
“Do you think Mr. Kirishima is gonna ask about the new prints?”
“He’s so gonna fire me, shit.”
The room that had buzzed to life is now quickly dying down as the two tall buff men walk into the large open room. Shoto glances over at them but other than that doesn’t pay attention to them. Why should he? He already wishes his bosses would fuck him to death but that would never happen. He shoudn’t even be thinking about these kinds of things that work.
“Morning, sir!” Denki says with a bright smile. Katsuki rolls his eyes before looking around the office to make sure everything was going well.
“Hey, bro! How’s everything going in here?” Eijiro asks, with an even brighter smile than Denki. Shoto wonders how they were able to smile that big. Maybe he needs plastic surgery to have a bigger smile? Damn, he needs to save up some money for that.
“Everything is going great, everyone is working like bees in here,” Denki laughs, looking over at Shoto who has yet to look up. “I mean look at Todoroki over there, working harder than me!”
Shoto wishes the floor would swallow him up. Why in the world did Denki have to point him out of all people?
“I can see that,” Katsuki suddenly speaks up. Shoto looks over at them, offering a fake smile. How in the world can someone look that hot in a suit? “What are you working on?” He suddenly asks, stepping over to Shoto’s clean, tidy desk.
“Editing ‘Craving.’ Chapter thirty right now,” Shoto paused for a moment before adding on, “Sir.”
“I want you to stay after, we need to talk to you,” Katsuki says, staring down at Shoto with an odd look in his eyes. Shoto tries not to look up at Katsuki.
“It would be great if you stayed behind, won’t take long,” Eijiro pipes in as well. Now everyone in the damn office is looking at Shoto as if he were going to die tonight. Just great, more attention.
“...okay,” Shoto gulps, looking back down at his computer. Neither man said much after that. They sort of just look at Shoto before leaving.
Shoto has no idea why they asked him to stay after work. Was this their way of firing him? Is he going to get fired? Is he going to get killed tonight?
"I can practically see you freaking out," Izuku sighs. Izuku is a close friend of Shoto. They often email each other what book they should read next. They even invite each other out for coffee on the weekends. Shoto was more than happy to hang out with someone who talks a mile a minute.
"Why do I need to stay after? I've done nothing wrong, never have," Shoto quietly mumbles, looking over at his friend with a worried look on his face.
Izuku shrugs once. "I think you might get a promotion, I know they've got to be seeing how much work you get done in a day."
"But it just doesn't make sense, why not call me into the office during work?" Shoto can't help but vent a little. He's freaking out obviously. Why the hell does his two hot bosses want him to stay after work? It makes zero sense!
"Calm down, Shoto. Honestly I don't know why they are making you stay after but I'm sure it's for a good reason," Izuku gives a small smile. "Besides, maybe you might work up the courage to confess to them."
"Confess!?" Shoto shouts with wide eyes, cheeks flushed to the point they looked ready to begin steaming. A few people glance over at the two men but most of their coworkers either keep to themselves or struggle to not laugh out loud.
"Shh!" Izuku laughs, trying to calm down his friend. "Calm down, nothing bad is gonna happen. I promise," he smiles once again.
"If I get fired I'm stealing your favorite book," Shoto grumbled, actually calming down now.
"Not Twilight!"
"If I get fired you better say goodbye to the whole series," Shoto warns. Izuku laughs before going back to editing the book he was assigned to. Shoto felt bad because he knew that book was rather boring to read.
Shoto is not left alone after Izuku's little talk.
“Dude, what did you do to them? Did you piss off Blasty or something?” Hanta, a man that constantly smells like weed asks next to him. Shoto scoffs, trying to focus back on his computer.
“No,” is his short reply.
“Come on, you had to have done something,” Hanta is being pushy but there is a girl near Shoto that is obviously listening in on their conversation.
“Go away, you are annoying me,” Shoto mumbles, glaring at the screen of his computer.
Hanta sighs, looking back at his own computer before muttering, “You sure are a sweetheart.”
“Go away."
It's very obvious who Shoto enjoyed talking to the most. The day goes on though. Shoto tries not to think about why his bosses wanted him to stay after work. There's no way they just wanted to check his work. Just no way. Soon lunch rolls around.
Shoto isn’t a lunch kind of guy. He normally goes up to the roof and drinks coffee while staring up at the sky. That never bores him. Getting to see the white fluffy clouds swim through the big blue sky. That was the only time out of his day that he was able to be alone and just take deep breaths. Denki had got him a coffee earlier that morning, he’s been saving it for lunch. As soon as the office begins to pull out lunch containers or plastic bags with sandwiches in them, Shoto gets up and grabs his coffee before leaving the office. He waves at a few people that pass by him but he doesn’t speak. He’s always been a quiet person anyway.
Back in high school he remembers not talking for weeks just because his father called him talkative. After that, he just stopped trying to speak up. He’s not even sure how he got this job. All he had done was answer a few simple questions and email his past job experience. Katsuki had glared at him the entire interview while Eijiro looked at him as if he rubbed mud all over his face. He got the job though. Shoto was glad about that. It was a little bit of a surprise to find out his bosses were dating but it’s not like Shoto was homophobic or anything.
With a sigh Shoto sits at one of the smoking tables, holding his coffee close to his chest. Denki had drawn a little strawberry on the front of the plastic coffee cup again. He has been doing it ever since he’s been getting Shoto coffee. Denki is a little slow in the head but an amazing coworker. Shoto sits up on the roof sipping his coffee. It’s gone a little cold now but it's not like he minded that. He doesn’t eat or drink a lot of hot foods. When he does so it always makes him remember his childhood and what his mother had done to him.
As Shoto drinks, he stares out at the sky that expands over the city. It’s a little cloudy today. The clouds are a dark grey with a hint of the blue sky that they cover. He secretly hopes it’s gonna rain. Shoto absolutely loves the rain. It makes him want to change into a soft pale blue sweater and read a good book. He’s not at all looking forward to staying at work late. He’s still not sure why he has to. It’s not like he could get out of it either. The only thing that is waiting for him back at his apartment is his twin-sized bed. The only thing he wants to go home to.
The roof door screeches open, and Shoto ignores it. He continues to stare at the sky. "Hey," Denki says, sitting right next to Shoto. In his hands in a bag that clearly has food in it.
"What?" Shoto sighs, continuing to stare up at the sky. He doesn't want to be bothered. Not with how much he is thinking right now. A stressed Shoto is never good to talk to.
"Just checking on you, you know?" Denki said with a shrug.
"Why would you be checking on me?" Shoto glances over at the blonde with a bored look on his face. Denki is not the kind of guy that just checks up on people. To close friends yes but not to just a regular coworker.
"I know you're probably worried about the whole staying after work situation," Denki explains. "I honestly don't think you'll get fired though."
"Why do you say that?" Shoto can't help but ask.
"Well, I heard Mr. Kirishima talk about how you're his favorite employee and I even heard Mr. Bakugou agree that you are the hardest worker," Denki once again explains. His words make Shoto's heart beat just a little faster.
"I just don't get why I need to stay after work," Shoto sighs. "They could just call me into the office?" He explained.
"They could but the personal secretary might be in there, maybe they don't want to hurt her feelings?" Denki comes up with. It was a good theory when you really think about it.
"Maybe," Shoto huffs.
"If you do end up getting fired," Denki begins, digging through the white plastic bag he had been carrying. Shoto gives a little glare. "Have these," he says, handing over a small container of strawberries.
Strawberries once again.
"Why?" Shoto asks, taking the container of fruit anyway. He was hungry after all.
"You just look like you need some strawberries in your life," Denki says with a bright smile on his face. Shoto nods once before looking back down at the container. Well, at least it was something.
So that's how Shoto spends his lunch break. Mouth full of sweet tasting strawberries while listening to Denki rant about the book he's reading. Very action filled with a lot of twists in the plot. Shoto can't help but smile as he listens to Denki talk.
Shoto honestly loves working at this company. He likes how Izuku always asks to hang out and he likes how Denki always draws him strawberries on his coffee. He even likes talking to Hanta and that guy is constantly stoned. He likes so many things about his job that he can barely even remember the things that he hates about working here. Getting fired just makes him want to curl up in a ball and sob. He doesn't want to go looking for a new job and end up hating it. He likes it here where everyone and everything is familiar.
He tries to not think about the possibility of getting fired as the hours go by. Shoto just keeps to himself as he waits for the day to end. When the final hour rolls around and people begin to pack up, only then does Shoto begin to freak out.
Shoto watches as all his coworkers grab their purses and pack their bags. He watches in envy. Wishing that he too was leaving work. Sadly he cannot though. He has to stay after work because his two bosses told him to do so. Shoto still is freaking out over the whole situation but after hours of thinking about it he doubts it's as bad as he thinks it's going to be. Being killed by your boss is only in horror movies after all. Hopefully.
"See you tomorrow, hopefully," Hanta snickers as he pulls his black beanie over his head. Shoto rolls his eyes, going back to the work he needs to finish in order to call it a night.
Izuku says his goodbyes just like the rest of his coworkers. A few wished him luck on talking to the bosses. A few even patted him on the back saying they hope to see him again. It's almost like everyone already knows he's about to die. He shouldn't be thinking that way though.
"Goodbye Todoroki!" Ashido shouts before leaving the office. The last person to leave, which leaves Shoto all by himself. Not for long though. Eijiro eventually pops up out of nowhere and asks for him to come to his and Katsuki's office.
As Shoto follows his insanely hot boss he thinks to himself. 'Should have run when I had the chance,' as well as 'Maybe I should just quit so I'm not yelled at.' Very dramatic thoughts, he knows. But sadly he can't go back in time nor can he try speaking up now.
"Shouldn't take long," Eijio says while pushing open the beautiful wooden office doors. Shoto admires the door for a split second before following Eijiro into the large organized office. Katsuki is definitely the one that does all the cleaning here.
Speaking of Katsuki, the blond sits at one of the many chairs at the long table. Shoto checks out his boss before walking over to him. Eijio follows closely behind.
"Most likely wondering why you are here, right?" Katsuki asks as soon as Shoto takes a seat. It feels as though the blonde is watching his every move. "We recognize the hard work you put into this agency," he adds with a faint smile.
Eijio adds on with a smile on his chiseled face. "Always on time with your data and assigned work."
"Somehow you get along with Deku," Katsuki can't help but huff in irritation. Their relationship was rather odd. Friends since childhood yet Katsuki still holds grudges from when Izuku had made the math team and he had not. It had been a huge deal back then. Now they call each other those terrible nicknames just to annoy each other.
"Truly a great employee, Mr. Todoroki," Eijio says with a big smile. "But…" he adds.
Great, here it comes. Shoto readies himself to be prepared to get fired. His body goes tense as he waits for the words to leave Eijio's mouth. They don't though.
"You always distract us," leaves Eijio's mouth.
Distract? Shoto being distracting? How is that even possible? He's not even sure if that is actually possible.
"I'm…sorry?" Shoto slowly says. Not sure what he should say after that. "How am I being…distracting?" If he knew how he was then maybe he can stop doing whatever he was doing.
"You really don't know?" Eijio tilts his head just slightly. A golden retriever for sure.
"No, sir," Shoto shakes his head. He has no idea what he could have been doing that was considered distracting. He picks at the skin around his nails.
"Can't fucking change it, icy hot. Can't change how cute you are," Katsuki huffs, eyes looking right into Shoto's soul.
Cute? Wait what?
"It's hard to not want to fuck you when you always sip on that coffee and look at us when you think we don't notice you," Eijio smirks.
The turn in the conversation has Shoto's head spinning. They want to fuck him? Him out of all people? Why?
"We've been watching you for awhile," Katsuki says, standing up from the table. Shoto watches as he walks just a little closer before leaning against the table with his hip.
"You have?" Shoto quietly asks. He's never once seen them look his way. Were they doing it after he looked away?
"We have. We also see the way you look at us," Katsuki smirks. Knowing that Shoto is silently freaking out.
Shoto is not going to admit that he was eye fucking his bosses, no way. "I'm sorry I don't know what you're talking-" he's cut off by Katsuki. The blonde has always had that issue with cutting off people.
"Like a bitch wanting to get fucked," Katsuki smirks. His words shut Shoto right up. "Eijiro and I have been married for twenty years now."
Shoto's mind sort of just exploded. Married? Katsuki and Eijio?
"I can see you're confused," Eijio laughs, watching the different expressions that took over Shoto's face. "We don't normally talk about it at work-" He's cut off by Katsuki.
"None of these fucking extras need to know shit about us."
Eijio continues once again. "Since we both prefer topping…you can see how it's a little difficult in the bedroom," he smiles. "So normally we take another person home with us when it comes to that."
"Fucking annoying," Katsuki grumbled quietly.
Eijio nods his head, "It's difficult finding someone who we actually want to stay and build a relationship with."
The room sort of just goes quiet. Shoto is being allowed to process all of this new information. It's a lot to take in for sure.
"Am I your therapist?" Shoto asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"What?" Eijiro asked, eyebrows raised high. Wondering why Shoto had even asked a question like that.
"The fuck are you going on about?" Katsuki stares at Shoto in confusion. Therapist? What in the world was Shoto talking about?
"It's just," Shoto pauses for a moment. "Why are you telling me all of this?" He asks. They could have easily just called a friend to talk about this stuff. Shoto knows barely anything about sex. He knows the basics but nothing on this level.
"Are you really that dense?"
"I'm…sorry," Shoto slowly says.
"We want to fuck you," Katsuki huffs.
"Oh," Shoto stares with wide eyes. He doesn't just want to just get fucked then dumped. He wants to actually be in a relationship, not just become some fling for the couple.
"We want you to be our lover, not just a fling or anything," it's almost as if Eijiro had read Shoto's mind.
"We want to date you," Katsuki says, cheeks going slightly flushed. Eijiro is flushed as well.
"Why?" Shoto can't help but ask.
"First of all that ass you got is nothing to laugh-" Katsuki is cut off by Eijiro.
"Katsuki can you not-" Eijiro is cut off by Katsuki.
"What? It's not like you haven't noticed-" this time Katsuki is cut off by Shoto.
"Okay," Shoto agreed. This is what he wanted. What he needed. He's been having wet dreams about his bosses fucking him. Why would he turn this down? Turn down the chance he had to have sex and as well get two boyfriends in the process.
"And I'd thought you'd be a blushing little virgin," Katsuki says with a smirk.
"Come on, Katsuki. Let's show him how good we can make him feel," Eijiro grins.
Eijio's ass bumps against the long wooden table. Shoto stands in front of him, nervously looking up at his boss. Katsuki stands behind Shoto watching the two men. When Eijio leans down to kiss Shoto the shorter man gladly accepts it.
"You taste like strawberries," Eijio immediately says as soon as he pulls away from Shoto.
"I do?" Shoto is not going to mention that he did have strawberries during lunch. Maybe he'll thank Denki for that.
Katsuki is then leaning over Shoto's side and kissing him. He pulls back, licking his lips. "Our little strawberry shortcake," he chuckled.
It takes a moment for them to get all situated. It takes even less for Katsuki to grow angry at Shoto's pants. "Fucking things," he growled before pulling them off. Shoto's face is flushed as he tries to not freak out. No one's ever seen that part of him, it was awkward and embarrassing. Katsuki didn't seem to care because all he did was lick at his lips before looking over at Eijiro. "He's pretty everywhere," Katsuki grins. Eijio smiles before looking down at Shoto who was a blubbering mess.
"You can't just say that-" Shoto is cut off by Eijio gripping his chin and guiding him up to another kiss. The kiss starts off as sweet and slow but soon turns heated rather quickly. Shoto being the inexperienced guy that he was, struggles to follow Eijio's fast pace.
While Shoto and Eijio kiss, Katsuki gets to work. He pulls out a small plastic bottle from the bottom desk drawer. Honestly, who would keep something like that in an office? Apparently Katsuki and Eijio.
Shoto isn't quite sure how or when it happened. All he remembered was getting lost in kissing Eijio and then feeling cold lube drip onto his hole.
"Ah!" Shoto yelps at the sudden new feeling. He misses the way Katsuki smirks at the noise he had made. He works another finger inside of Shoto's tight hole.
"How're you feeling, baby?" Katsuki asks as he stretches his two fingers inside of Shoto.
Shoto huffs, rolling his eyes. "Feels like I have two fingers in my ass," he mutters. The feeling was definitely not good. It felt odd and tight fitting.
Thankfully Eijio got the idea to get Shoto's mind off the feeling of Katsuki stretching him.
"Why don't you suck on this, darling. Focus on something other than those fingers while Katsuki gets you ready?" Eijio asks, rubbing himself over his black dress pants. Shoto, the man that has wet dreams over sucking Eijio's dick immediately agreed. The only issue was…he had no idea what he was doing.
Eijiro unbuttons the front of his nice slick dress pants. The sound of the zipper unzipping causes a shiver to go up Shoto's spine.
"How do I…" Shoto's voice dies out on his throat as he watches Eijio pull out his hard dick. It was flushed at the tip. An angry red that Shoto desperately wanted to taste.
"Never done this before?" Eijio glanced over at Katsuki who grins right back.
"No," Shoto shakes his head. Shoto is then guided down, back slightly arched as Katsuki slowly pushes in another finger. Eijio's dick bumps against Shoto's lips.
"Open that pretty little mouth of yours," Eijio grips the base of his dick. Shoto listened. He opens his mouth, hot breath fans over Eijio's tip.
"Now lick the tip," Eijio instructed. Shoto does, his little pink tongue sticks out and tastes the bead of precum that had begun to make its way out of Eijio's dick. "Just like that," the red-haired man groans.
"Doing so good, baby," Katsuki mumbles from behind Shoto as he continues to stretch the man out. His long slim fingers press and dig at Shoto's walls, trying to find a specific place that he knew Shoto was going to lose his mind over.
"Now suck the tip," Eijiro orders. Shoto of course listens. Pleasing is the one thing on his mind right now. He carefully starts sucking the tip of Eijiro's dick. He's mindful of his teeth and tries to figure out where exactly his tongue should fit into the whole situation. Eijiro's skin is salty with just a hint of something sweet.
While Shoto does this he feels a blinding white pleasure fill his body. The feeling alone causes his toes to curl and legs to stiffen. His mind goes hazy, "Mm!" He moans, mouth still around Eijiro's dick.
"Did I find your sweet spot?" Katsuki chuckles, fingers gliding back over Shoto's prostate which excites another moan out of the male. "I want you to cum for us, can you do that, baby?" He asks.
Shoto eagerly nods his head. It wasn't much of a nod though due to the dick in his mouth. His jaw was already starting to ache. "He wants it so bad," Eijiro smirks.
"Does he?" Katsuki asks, fingers going right back to digging into Shoto's prostate. "Then let's give it to him."
Eijiro works more of his dick into Shoto's mouth. The stretch has Shoto wanting more and more. Katsuki's fingers fuck into him, grinding against that bundle of nerves.
Shoto cums rather quickly from the two sensations. Fingers pressing and digging into his prostate while the dick in his mouth rubs his throat in all the right ways. He gets so lost in the pleasure he doesn't realize that his eyes had felt shut and a puddle of cum laid on the floor beneath him. That was definitely going to be troublesome to clean up.
The fingers slip out of Shoto's hole. The man hisses in overstimulation when Katsuki's fingers graze his prostate. Then something bigger is pressing right up against Shoto's wet twitching hole. It is Katsuki's dick.
"Gonna fuck you till you can't walk," Katsuki growls, the tip of his dick slowly pressing in. Eijiro groans as he feels spit drip from Shoto's chin.
"He's drooling for it, Kat," Eijio's hips thrust. His dick hits the back of Shoto's throat causing the shorter man to gag. Everything just felt so good…so full.
Soon enough Katsuki's heavy balls were pressed right against Shoto's skin. Thankfully he had been prepared well and not an ounce of pain was present. There was a slight sting of oversensitivity but it was something he could handle. His dick was hard again after all.
"Gonna ruin you," Katsuki mutters, eyes closed as he grinds into Shoto. His tight wet hole was doing wonders for his dick. Shoto feels the tip of Katsuki dick just press on all the right places. Places he didn't even know he wanted touched.
None of the men knew how long they were going to last. It was only a matter of time until at least one of them came first. Katsuki begins to thrust into Shoto at a slow even pace. Shoto is a mess. Mouth and ass full of dick he's been craving for.
The tight heat in his lower abdomen builds up steadily.
"Fuck!" Katsuki hisses, hips now slapping against Shoto's rear end. His pale white skin was now red from the rough handling.
Shoto's chin and down his neck was wet due to all of the spit that dripped out the sides of his mouth. "So good," Eijio fucks Shoto's mouth just like he would with his ass. The spit was definitely mixed with loads of precum.
"Mm!" Shoto can't help but moan in pleasure as he takes what he's given. His dick is flushed red, the desperate need to cum.
"Gonna cum again? Baby?" Katsuki growls, dick pushing in and out of Shoto's hole. The sick sounds of skin slapping against each other fills the room. "Fuck, I'm close too," he can't help but moan.
"We're gonna fill all your holes, darling."
Shoto's tight mouth swallows around Eijiro's dick. He wanted the older man to cum down his throat. He wanted to taste Eijiro's cum. "Holy-" Eijiro says out of breath. He's then fully shoving himself inside of Shoto's mouth before dumping a thick load of cum. Shoto can do nothing but swallow it all down.
Katsuki does the same. Pushing his dick fully into Shoto before cumming. Hot cum fills Shoto to the brim. A little spills out on the side. It drips down his spread open thighs. He feels so full. So full of their cum.
Shoto then cums. It squirts to the floor, going right on the pile from the last time he had come. His body shivers, legs trembling and begging for him to lay down. The two men above him pant and catch their breaths.
Eventually they pull out of him. Shoto coughs, mouth not used to being so empty. Cum is immediately dripping down his thighs and to the floor. Shoto hates that he likes the sight of it.
As Shoto catches his breath Katsuki and Eijio help clean up the mess they had made out of Shoto. They even change him into different clothes they had stashed in a bag under Eijio's side of the desk. It wasn't anything fancy. Just a pair of grey sweatpants and a large black t-shirt.
"So I'm not getting fired, right?" Shoto quietly asks, looking down at Eijio who was tying a bow with the string from the grey sweatpants. Shoto was swimming in the clothing. They definitely belonged to both of the tall buff men.
"We literally just fucked you," Katsuki rolls his eyes, stuffing Shoto's dirty clothes into the plastic bag.
"So, that's a no?" Shoto quietly asks once more. His throat was still rather sore from all of the sucking and moaning he had done.
"Only reason why we told you to stay after work was so we could fuck you without anyone hearing you moan," Katsuki snorts. Having to deal with someone like Izuku freaking out about Shoto being in their office for more than an hour did not sound pleasant.
"Oh," is Shoto's reply.
Katsuki rolls his eyes. "How about we take you back to our place?" He suggested with a wink. Eijiro was grinning as well.
"I need to go get dinner," Shoto mumbles. Only having eaten strawberries during lunch was now starting to catch up to him.
"We'll feed you," Katsuki promises.
Eijio smiles, obviously happy about the thought of Shoto being fed by them. "Katsuki is the best cook, trust me." He can't even count the number of times Katsuki's cooking has cheered him up.
Katsuki had learned to cook at a young age. His mother had been the one to actually teach him. It's about the only thing they really bond over.
"Damn right I am," Katsuki easily agreed.
"Okay," Shoto agreed. In all honesty his stomach was growling. Who knew sex made you so hungry. As Shoto slides off the desk he expects to be able to easily stand but that is not what happened. He immediately falls to the floor and hisses in pain. Eijiro and Katsuki are instantly at his side.
"Are you okay?!" They both had asked at the same time. Shoto's face goes bright crimson. They really did fuck him till he couldn't walk. After making sure that Shoto was actually okay and not injured Eijiro speaks up first.
"Can't walk?" Is Eijiro's smug response. Shoto glares up at the smirking men. Both men were smug about knowing that they were the ones that made Shoto this way.
Shoto's face goes flushed. "Shut up," he mutters in embarrassment.
"Let's go home," Eijio says with a smile. Shoto's heart warms at the red-haired man's words. Going home with them just sounded so inviting to him. Being able to go home with someone rather than going home all by his lonesome.
"Let us make you drip with our-"
"Katsuki!"
Shoto watches the two smile over at each other. Only then did he realize that this had been the best thing he could have done in his life. Fall in love with his two insanely hot married bosses.