The Triage

Elly was trembling just a bit. She sat at the edge of her bed wearing shorts and a cropped t-shirt. Hizashi sat beside her and Aizawa lay closer to the headboard.

"How do we..." She slapped a shaky hand to her forehead. Hizashi murmured consolingly and stroked her hair. "Okay. How do we do this? It's our first time together."

Aizawa leaned back on the pillows, scratching his chin. "We're all familiar with the safe words and we're okay with no condoms. Correct?"

"Yeah. We all tested clean, so it's cool."

"Birth control, check."

"Right." He frowned thoughtfully. "Is there anything anyone is afraid of or against? I don't - ah -- care for being blindfolded personally."

"No anal sex."

Hizashi choked. "Elly!"

"What? I'm not comfortable with the idea." She shrugged. "Performed on me, anyway. Just... no. I think I'm okay with mostly anything else. We'll see."

"Yeah, that's, uh. What the safe words are for." He still looked like she had seriously caught him off guard and he was blushing.

"Is there anything you'd like to try?"

"I want ... is it possible for both of you to, ah." She gestured vaguely. "At the same time..?"

"Difficult, but not impossible," Aizawa murmured.

"What?" Hizashi blinked, stunned. "Wait, what? Both of us - ooohhh. Wow, holy shit." He stared in concern at the junction between her legs, one eye large and the other squinted. "Babe, I seriously dunno how we'd both fit."

"I read up on it. Only one of us has to move, and we need a lot of lubricant." Aizawa leaned over, twisting his midsection to reach the nightstand. His abdomen flexed impressively as he rooted around, looking for the container. "Ah."

"It's possible?!"

"Yes. It's called DVP sex." He set the tube down on the bed and settled back.

He mouthed words to himself, blinking. "Oh. I get it."

"I've been practicing with my fingers and a toy and stuff, but wanted to see what it would be like."

The dark haired man grinned suddenly. "I read that it's very pleasurable for the female." He pulled her into his lap and began tickling her with his chin scruff as he kissed her neck. "As long as we're careful and communicate."

She blushed, giggling. "Damn it, Shota!"

"That settles it, then." Hizashi crawled head first between her legs on his belly, his face imploringly turned up to hers. "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, princess. But shouldn't we pick something easier for our first?"

She sighed and kissed him, reaching to snuggle him forward as Aizawa tightened his hold on her from behind. "You know, I'm good with anything. You both make me so happy."

"Mm hmm."

"Yes."

"Oh god, Sho, don't bite..!"

"Ha! Here, let me get the other side. Double mark." Hizashi nipped as well and she grew limp, gasping.

"I can't k - keep explaining these to the students," she protested weakly. "And the rest of the faculty!"

"Don't have to explain." Aizawa lapped at the soft bruise he had made. "Let them draw their own conclusions. It's your choice, and we do it because you love it."

"Mmn, Zashi... harder."

He chuckled wickedly. "Tell you what, baby - you get two, we each get one from you. That fair?"

"Yesss." She hissed eagerly as he sucked on the tender flesh. "No one will see them, though," she pouted. "You both have neck gear you wear all the time. I make mine invisible until I need it, so everyone sees my skin."

Another chuckle met this remark and she grumbled but leaned forward to nibble his own skin. He moaned. "Sh - shit, that's hot."

After a few minutes Aizawa reached around her waist to spin her around. "My turn," he grinned cheekily, pointing at his throat.

A quarter of an hour later everyone's clothing had been discarded and their positions had changed. Aizawa was kissing her while Hizashi was playing gently with her breasts. She sat carefully in his lap, her tail curled around his waist behind her.

"So, we gonna do this?"

"You don't have to -"

Aizawa shut her up with a particularly fervent kiss. As she lay back against Hizashi, panting and dazed, he nodded. "We can try. If it doesn't work out as expected, we can always do something else."

"Who gets top?" Hizashi chirped happily, grinning as he saw the other man facepalm in exasperation. "What? Isn't that like, the coveted position?"

"The bottom gets to be fully inside her." Aizawa pointed out. "The top male just concentrates on staying where he is and rubbing her clit. The bottom moves and hits her g-spot."

"I've got the energy for it, all right!"

"Yes."

"All right." He nudged forward and she nodded, spreading her legs as she sank into the other man's embrace behind. "Zashi, penetrate as far as you can. Angle yourself up..."

"I know where her spot is, Sho. We found it together, remember?"

He shrugged. "Then do it." He watched her moan as his friend slipped inside. "Now, stay still... this is going to be difficult."

Her eyes popped wide open when he thrust. "Sh - shit! Shota!"

"You okay?" He froze in the act of squeezing forward through the much more narrow opening.

"S'okay. Really. I just need to get adjusted to how much is in me."

"Tell me about it," Hizashi squeaked. "It's cramped in here." Aizawa chuckled and wriggled his hips. "F - fuck, Shota, don't move!" He strained, sweat trickling down his face. "Not yet, n - lemme relax."

"Take your time," Aizawa drawled sarcastically. "It's not like I'm worked up or anything."

"I know, I know! Just... there. You okay, babe?" He nuzzled her neck. "Yer awful quiet."

"I think she's going to be having trouble speaking coherently until we're finished, Zashi."

Elly groaned, trying not to move too much. "Yeah... hard to think."

"So, feels better, now?"

"Yes!"

"You need to move," Aizawa panted. He had been rather heroically holding back but simply couldn't anymore. He dug his hands firmly into the bedsheets and thrust several times, rubbing the tip of himself as far inside as he could. The bed creaked under their combined weight and all three of them gasped.

"Eurgh...! Shit, when you move, I feel it, too!"

"'Course you do," he grunted. "We're pressed tight against each other inside her." He pulled back and thrust again, breathing hard.

"Go easy, then!" Hizashi rolled his head backward and squeezed his eyes tightly shut. "But hey, she's really loving this, you were right."

"Both spots get hit." The other man grinned as they began a steady rhythm. "She'll have a spectacular orgasm if we manage to keep this up."

"Yes!" She gasped, clinging to him as he moved. "So good! So close!"

"Sh - shit, that was fast! Don't stop! Yes, yes y - !" Hizashi choked, silenced all at once.

Aizawa fixed his friend with a glowing red eye. "Inside voice, Zashi."

He nodded, his teary eyes huge. He muffled himself by burrowing into her shoulder, covering it with hot, swiping kisses.

"Please." She whimpered urgently. "Don't stop, I'm right there!"

Hizashi gasped and flung himself back into motion. This time the only thing Aizawa could do was hold on.

"Oh boys, ohhhh... my god, ohmigod, ohmigod! Zashi! Sho! Yes!"

Aizawa crushed his mouth to hers, growling, swallowing her screams and relishing the way her slick body quaked all over. He closed his eyes tight and gave in to the churning pressure below, which snapped just about at the same time Hizashi's did. There was moaning and thrusting, and the dark-haired man swore when he accidentally slipped out as he came.

The mess was incredible.

All three immediately left the bed to clean up in their prearranged method: whoever was the dominant pairing showered. If they all got messy, she showered first. Hizashi and Shota showered together afterward. The men peeled their clothing off as she quickly rinsed off.

"Okay," Hizashi gasped. "Okay. N - next time, can we please just take turns or something? Anything more adventurous an' I'm afraid I'm gonna break."

"We could dial it back quite a bit," she agreed, sliding the shower curtain back. He handed her a towel before climbing in. "That was really something, but ... ouch. I'm a bit sore."

"Take some ibuprofen," Aizawa murmured, kissing her on the neck. "I don't want you hurting."

"I know." She grinned as Hizashi waved frantically from the steaming shower.

"Get in here, you asshole! I'm getting cold!"