Chapter 0 - insider evaluation

Tsuyu’s glad that all five of them are able to fit themselves into a position where everyone can be included, no matter how difficult that position may be. Five people dating is difficult enough as is, and intimacy is it’s own battle that they have to work together to solve. Now, however, it’s starting to become second nature, and it’s far less difficult to figure out how everyone fits into things.

For instance, today, Tsuyu is on her side, with Fumikage holding onto her waist as he fucks her from behind, and Mezo in front of her, able to suck both of her nipples while he thrusts into her. It’s difficult to keep his hands steady for that, considering her breasts are squeezed together so that Minoru, supported by both Mezo and Izuku, can rub his cock between them, whimpering pathetically and almost definitely barely holding out at this point.

It doesn’t make it easier for him that Izuku is buried inside of him, just barely able to fit even after a lot of extensive prep work. Out of all of them, Minoru is definitely the neediest in several regards, but Tsuyu doesn’t think any of them would have it any other way, herself included.

With the five of them like this, they’re able to all be involved, and, if balancing Minoru becomes too difficult, then he can always pull back so that Tsuyu can use her tongue instead. Either way, she’s sure that he’ll be done in in no time, because he’s always the first to go.

Naturally, Tsuyu has impressive composure, so even with Mezo and Fumikage finding a matching rhythm, she keeps her composure. It’s almost funny, she thinks, that she and the two of them can seem so cool right up to the very end, while they have Minoru, and Izuku, who isn’t quite as pathetic as Minoru, but it’s definitely a close second. He’s whimpering while he thrusts into Minoru, who seems on the verge of tears, his movements growing more frantic with each passing second. Yes, he’s definitely almost done for.

From where she is, she can hear all of Mezo’s soft grunts, and Fumikage’s sighs, and can feel the moments where they lose themselves and fall out of rhythm for a second, but they always regain their composure eventually, never driven too far, not this early on. She’s been told by each of the boys that her composure is amazing- specifically, Minoru told her that the way she takes it from both at the same time without batting an eye is, “hot in a really weird kind of way, you know?”

Well, it’s far from the first time she’s been considered weird, and it has its benefits in this situation. At least, she’s able to really appreciate everyone’s reactions, no matter how subtle, though, from time to time, a few moans escape her lips, and every time something like that happens, she hears all four of them collectively draw their breath. Because it’s then that they know that, despite her demeanor, she is just as into this as any of them.

Mezo has a bit more of an advantage there, since he can feel the way she clenches around him, and perhaps that’s why he’s fairly quick to go when they choose this position too. Fumikage is always the longest to hold out, always just barely managing to wait until Tsuyu is there herself. Today will follow the same patterns as always, she can already tell.

She actually rather enjoys the soft warmth of Minoru’s cock between her breasts, and he tries to create as much friction as he can. He’s asked her in the past if girls actually like it, or if it’s just a guy thing, and, though she told him the truth- there’s no real pleasure for a girl to gain from it- she also told him that she thinks it’s fun.

“Fun?” he asked. “Isn’t that a weird way of putting it?”

Tsuyu knows that she’s weird where things like this are concerned. Maybe it’s also weird that she really likes that broken moan that almost sounds like a sob, and that she likes the way it feels when he comes, spilling onto her chest. (Really, maybe she’s just weird for being involved with him in the first place, but that’s another thought, for another time.) It’s easy to tell that Izuku is not far behind, because his own moans sound fairly similar, and he and Minoru pull back soon after. He’s always considerate, wanting to get out of the way to make things easier on the others, once he’s finished.

Fumikage’s arms tighten around her, and she can hear his own breathing getting more labored. She always loves when his composure starts to slip, and lately, it’s getting easier to break him. He’s surprisingly cute when he gets like that, and she looks back at him, and simply locks eyes with him for a moment, and even that is enough to cause him to gasp.

But even before Fumikage loses it, Mezo is getting closer, and she feels his hands slipping from time to time. Still, he tries to keep up tracing the tongues he’s creating along her nipples, tries to keep steady as he loses more and more of his rhythm. It’ll be any second now for him, she knows, but he’s only barely going to beat Fumikage today, unless Fumikage manages to hold out longer than her yet again.

She bites her lip, moaning again, and he stiffens in front of her, always so weak to the little details like that. Tsuyu doesn’t know if it’s just her, or if he reacts that way to anything like that. Perhaps she should pay more attention the next time they do a different position, because if anyone is going to study the details, it’s going to be her. Whatever the case, today, it is watching her face and listening to her noises and feeling each time she tightens around him that sends Mezo over the edge, his groan just a little bit louder, just a little bit higher, than she initially expected the first time she heard it.

He doesn’t stop with the mouths he’s created, however; whether he and Fumikage have some sort of silent agreement or if he just wants to keep trying to help, she isn’t sure, but she knows that it’s partially thanks to him that Fumikage is able to wait until she’s there before he’s finished. She briefly entertains the idea of actually trying to resist- because she’s sure, if she tried, she could wait it out, just long enough.

But she doesn’t. She tips her head back, laying against Fumikage’s shoulder and exhaling with her orgasm, and for just a moment, she isn’t able to think clearly enough to process what’s going on around her. This is always the part where she loses track of what everyone is doing, but she can’t remain perfectly alert all the time. And, as far as she knows, all four have their eyes completely locked on her during that time, so they can handle observation during that time.

She returns to her senses just as Fumikage tenses and then relaxes behind her, sighing somewhere close to her ear. 

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