Thread by @Yuujitic

#哉虎 #甚虎 #Naoita #Tojiita
CW: slight degradation, double penetration, dubious consent, slight feminization, painful sex
A/N: Yeah. I ordered a Zenin sandwich with a Yuuji filling.

Yuuji 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, his entire body tensing at the intrusion—it’s all too much, they’re both too big, he can’t take it. He's going to die if they keep going.

Naoya and Toji are both keeping him still, their grip on his waist growing harsh.

The longer they stay still, the more the pain begins to 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴 and he can feel every inch of their cocks stretching his body beyond what's it's capable of.

“N-no,” Yuuji hiccups, trying to escape between the two men’s grip. “I-I can’t.”

Toji chuckles, kissing his shoulder, he nips at the skin until it turns red before he releases it.

“You can and you will," Toji whispers, all too confident as if he’s the one that knows Yuuji’s body best.

“Toji-kun’s right, you will take us both,” Naoya sings softly.

Yuuji shakes his head.

Naoya smiles even bigger, digs his nails into Yuuji’s hip. It has the boy shaking even more.

“You’re a good boy aren’t you?" Naoya asks, "Gonna take us both like a good bitch you are.”

"It’s not...It’s not gonna—𝘢𝘩𝘯.” Yuuji keens into Toji’s shoulder, fingers clutching at his biceps at the fucking stretch.

It’s too much.

He really 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵.

He’s going to die like this, he can’t do it.

His ass isn’t made to take two fully grown adult cocks; and despite how long the Zenin pair had stretched him open, he can’t—

“—you 𝘤𝘢𝘯,” Naoya says.

(more like demands but Yuuji can’t tell; his mind’s too preoccupied with the burn).

“You can. You’ll take us both.”

Yuuji 𝘴𝘰𝘣𝘴, he can barely hear the whispers of both men, praising him and telling him how well he’s doing, how good he’s being, how pretty he is—his stomach coils on itself at the 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯.

“Alright?” Toji asks quietly, peppering little kisses against the side of his face.

Yuuji wants to scream that 𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰, 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 but instead, he nods because for once, it’s starting to feel a little better.

The pain is mixing with a little bit of pleasure. The pain subsides, but the stretch is still there, it aches harshly.

He clenches down experimentally, a small whimper escaping his lip (and subsequently the two Zenin’s men’s) when the clench forces the cocks a little deeper inside.

"Shit," Toji curses.

Naoya pushes Yuuji forward, pressing him against Toji’s chest.

The pink-haired boy 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 at the movement, clenching down on the pair before he sends a questioning stare at the man.

Naoya’s staring down at his ass, fingers nudging at the swollen entrance and a hiss escapes Yuuji’s lip.

"D-don't do that...!"

“How’s it look?” Toji asks, grinning at Naoya.

Naoya smirks, “Pretty. His greedy hole’s asking us to move already—”

“—I am not!” Yuuji snaps back because he’s the one that’s in pain, the one with two thick, lube-slick cocks stuffed up his ass and not them.

“Sorry, Yuuji-kun but I don’t think I can wait any longer,” Naoya says before he’s suddenly snapping his hips up.

A rippling cry rips from Yuuji’s throat, an electric shock rocking through his entire body. It has the boy sobbing prettily (in Toji's and Naoya's eyes).

A chant of ‘𝘯𝘰'𝘴' escaping his lip when Naoya doesn’t stop moving and Toji, for the most part, doesn't join in until a couple of seconds later.

And all Yuuji can do is 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵.

Grab onto someone—something, and brace himself to each rhythmic thrust.

"See, told you," Naoya grunts out, snapping back inside. "Told ya, you could take it."

Toji chuckles following Naoya's movement. "Of course, he can. He just needed a little help, didn't ya, princess?"

Yuuji sobs, the shock of pain and pleasure confusing him but yes, he did it.