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“Pee on him.”

Hanta glances up startled at Katsuki, holding Denki face down in the mattress. He’s giving him this look like /don’t make me say it again/ and Debki is whining, sobbing, clawing at anything within his reach.

And Hanta says, “Huh?” like an idiot, because he’s got his cock out watching Katsuki fuck his boyfriend, and there’s/no/ way he heard him right.

“Piss on him,” Katsuki says, firmer this time, and puts more weight into the hand holding Denki’s head down, his hips swinging hard

against Denki’s already bright red ass. “He wants you to—fuckin’ look at him.”

Well, Hanta can’t /really/ do that, because Denki still has his face buried in toussled up blankets, but he’s so red, redder than Hanta is sure he’d been a few minutes ago.

Katsuki’s hand cracking across Denki’s ass jerks Hanta’s attention back to him, helped when Katsuki leans over Denki’s spine and just holds him down on his cock.

“He’s too chicken shit to ask you,” he growls, and Denki whines, because he’s being held down and /not/ fucked.

“But he fuckin’ cums just when he thinks about it. He wants you to piss down his fucking throat—“

“/Hanta,/“ Denki whines, face tilting and sweaty blond hair falling over his face. “H-Hanta, I d-didn’t—“

“Shut up,” Katsuki snaps, and Denki shivers and groans when Katsuki draws his hips back far enough to slam Denki’s hips down into the bed. “I wanna see this as bad as you wanna feel it.”

“/Hanta!/“ Denki shouts. Katsuki is grinding his hips on his cock, making it impossible

for Denki to catch a solid breath. “Oh god, god, fuckfuck—“

“m not gonna,” Hanta breaths, stroking his cock as lightly as he can. He reaches down, brushes one of Denki’s tears off his cheek. “Not till he says—“

“Fuck!” Denki gasps. Katsuki has hit him again, scratched his nails

down Denki’s back to wrap around his neck. He’s so rough it makes Hanta’s cock throb, watching Denki’s eyelashes flutter and his mouth drop open.

“Say it, Denki, swear to god—“

“Please piss on me, please, please, Hanta—“

God, fuck that’s. Yeah, that’s definitely him asking for it.

“There you go,” Katsuki growls. He holds Denki still again, slides his hand around to the front of Denki’s throat until he’s trapped. “Open your fucking mouth, sparky.”

Denki’s eyes are sweet and full when he looks up, pink tongue stuck out and cheeks beet red. And Hanta can’t fucking stop himself, how the /fuck/ would he stop himself—

It’s a bitch and a half trying to piss with a hard cock, but it’s worth the way Denki’s eyes roll back when

the first spurts of piss land on his tongue.

Katsuki doesn’t give either of them a break, and Hanta groans as he sprays Denki’s face with piss, dripping down off his nose and his cheeks because he can’t keep still with Katsuki pounding into him.

“Say thank you,” Katsuki groans.

Hanta is fucking panting, watching Denki try to get enough air to stutter out, “T-thank you, t-thank you, Hanta.”