It had been one hell of a night for everyone in Class 1-A. Some third years we're hosting a party—and invited everyone... You were drunk, dancing, and probably had done something stupid. But this? This, was the equivalent of insanity.

Laying between your boyfriend, Shoto Todoroki, and one of the people he considered close—Katsuki Bakugo. It would seem that you three had some interesting encounters.

Shoto laid with his arm over your stomach from behind, breathing softly over your neck and shoulders. While he slept soundly, Katsuki stirred awake. The ash blonde glanced down at you, slowly smirking as he lowered his head.

"K-Katsuki, d-don't.." You mutter against his lips, but didn't pull away. If anything, you leaned closer. He smiled, sighing softly.

"You poor soul... You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this, princess.." He whispered, claiming your mouth. He was salty and hot, yet in the most delicious way. His arm tucked you closer as your arms wrapped around his neck.

Suddenly, you let out a gasp, allowing Katsuki to deepen the kiss. Though, you gasped because of the sudden heat on your neck, the familiar softness of your boyfriend's lips. Shoto smiled against your skin, rubbing your stomach gently with his warm hand.

"Don't stop on my account, Snowflake.."