Roommates

Caught

MIDORIYA'S POV

⚠️Semi-smut⚠️

"It's a decent place," Monoma smirked as he walked around the living room I shared with Bakugo, admiring the furniture. "You can use the kitchen freely here?" He asked.

"And the living room." I chuckled. My old roommate wouldn't let me use the living room or kitchen without notifying them at least a week in advance.

"Where's your roommate now?" He asked, taking a seat on the couch.

"Out with his friends." I shrugged. He said he was going out and wouldn't be home until later tonight, but I'm not sure what he was doing. He reached his arm out and grabbed my hand. "He won't be home for a few more hours.

"That gives us plenty of time." He smirked, pulling me close to him. I invited Monoma over because I need to do something to get Bakugo out of my damn mind. Writing worked for a little while, but it never worked for long. The only other thing I could think of was to distract myself with someone else.

"Yeah, it does," I replied, straddling his lap. His blue eyes roamed over my face like he was debating on what to do next. Every time we hooked up, he always hesitated. I know it had nothing to do with me, but it had everything to do with his parents. He was still begging for their acceptance and love, so he always debated whether or not he could do this. He always decided to in the end. I felt bad for him. He deserved to be who he wanted to be. I remember when I was in that position, and it wasn't fun. I wasn't hiding from my parents, but my ex forced me to hide myself.

"Penny for your thoughts?" He asked while running his hands down my back.

"Sorry." I chuckled. "I got lost in your eyes."

"I know something else you can get lost in." He mumbled, pulling me down to him. Our lips found their way to each other quickly. He kissed me fiercely, running his hands down to my butt. Our lips moved together quickly as I began grinding against the growing bulge in his sweats. He slowly pulled away from my lips and trailed his mouth down my neck. I moaned softly when his lips began sucking on the skin above my collarbone. His hands trailed from my back to my thighs, slowly making their way to my hard member.

"Should we take this to the bedroom?" He asked softly, pulling his lips away from my neck. I nodded my head, slowly moving off of his lip. As soon as my feet hit the floor, he grabbed my ass, pulling me close to him again. His hands slowly began unzipping my jeans.

"This isn't the bedroom." I laughed, taking a step back from him.

"We'll go after this." He smirked, pulling my pants and boxers down enough for my cock to spring loose from its confinements. How could I say no when he was so eager to suck me off like this? He ran his warm, wet tongue from the bottom of my shaft to my tip. I threw my head back and let out a loud groan. He smirked before taking my tip in his mouth and sucking gently. I needed this more than I would care to admit.

He took my entire cock down his throat. He choked around my cock when my head hit the back of his throat. He held his position for a few seconds before pulling away slowly, bringing his hand up and stroking my cock while his tongue teased the tip of my member. He began moving faster as his blue eyes locked onto mine. I didn't know how much longer I could wait. This was nice, and it felt amazing, but I wanted more. I want him to pound into me relentlessly.

A creak outside the front door grabbed both of our attention. We paused and listened, only to hear the sound of keys jingling. I wasn't expecting Bakugo home this early.

"Shit," I mumbled, pulling away from Monoma. I pulled my boxers and pants over my hard member. It was so uncomfortable, but I didn't want to show myself off to my roommate. Not without his consent, anyway. I didn't bother buttoning or zipping my jeans back up. I was too focused on getting out of the living room and to my bedroom. I grabbed Monoma's hand and pulled him off the couch. We only made it about halfway through the room before the front door opened.

Bakugo froze when he opened the door. His red eyes roamed over my body before landing on the bulge in my boxers. Since I never buttoned or zipped my jeans, I wasn't leaving much to the imagination. He scowled, slamming the door shut behind him. He walked through the living room, carrying several bags of groceries. He didn't say anything to either of us as he walked into the kitchen. He looked beyond pissed, which was a new concept for me.

"Well, I think I got off on a bad start with your roommate." Monoma chuckled, squeezing my hand.

"He'll be fine." I shrugged. "Let's go," I said before pulling him to my room. I shut the door behind us, turning around to face him. "Let's try to be a little more quieter this time." I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head. "I don't need another reason to piss my roommate off." I wish I had the strength to send Monoma home instead, but Bakugo turned me on even more. The way his gaze roamed my body before settling on my hard member through my boxers made me want him even more.

"Deal." He shrugged, pulling my pants and boxers back down. Relief flooded my body when my cock was free once more. As we went through the motions of giving and receiving pleasure, Monoma wasn't the blond I was thinking about. Bakugo filled my mind for the rest of the night.