Secrets

Make out

Waking from the warm embrace of the blankets became more and more of a lustful struggle, muffled huffs of comfort and convenience proving so.

"Hm~" Kirishima smiled, stretching though flinching at a sudden acknowledgement of pressure amongst his chest.

Glancing down all that possessed his vision was a pampered face quietly sleeping, having an abstract glow to it from the orange light beaming in from the balcony window.
At a slight gasp Bakugou slurred, but appeared contempt with this close contact.

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" Kirishima thought, eyes widening as his partners slowly drifted to a mere, vivid peek.

As their eyes made contact Bakugou noticed a sensitive redness amongst Kirishima's cheeks and applied his elbows to the mattress to better clamp himself up above.
Exposing his collarbone and chest only further deepened Kirishima's arousal.

"Are you Fucking blushing?" Bakugou asked spitefully.

Regardless of it being obvious Kirishima shook his head and stroked across his lower jaw and wavered over his mouth in utmost utter awe.
He'd never been this close to someone.

Bakugou glanced down to where Kirishima could not bare to glance away from and grinned slightly.

"Awww, you like me being close to you?" Bakugou snapped

While Kirishima contemplated a reply Bakugou seized grip of his belt, letting the leather unravel through the holsters and slide down to the floor, with a tender 'click' of the buckle hitting the floor responding.

"H-huh?" Kirishima yelped, attempting to sit up.

However, with a swift grip of the shoulder and an obsessive dominance he remained staring upward to the aggressor.

"A-A-Ah~" Bakugou purred.

Kirishima gasped as he pressed his lips amongst his neck, kissing with passion, loving with a dire need for control.
The single hand caressing his thigh, and the lute warm lips pampering his tender spot...made him bite at his inner lip intensely.
As Bakugou unzipped his pants, taking them down and tossing them aside Kirishima gradually kicked off his socks, eager to leap into such confidence Bakugou portrayed.

Watching every expression lighting upon a person's face is like hot-wiring a car.
There are specific things to do in order to make it growl, blunder and possibly even thunder, however, it takes skill to make it purr.
And how quickly Bakugou had achieved it just inspired Kirishima to do more for the one he so called 'loved'.
It wasn't going to be easy, Bakugou was a hard book to read... though with some simple adjusting he should no doubt be on the right track soon.

Being pulled from his thoughts, a cold grip seized tightly to his member, making his yelp on instinct.
Gasping he managed to lift himself slightly, only to stare more captivatingly into Bakugou's fierce eyes.

"W-What are you doing?" Kirishima winced

"What does it looks like?~" He grinned once pairing both their genitals, rubbing them over one another to purposely seduce his victim.

"A-Ack!" Kirishima hugged Bakugou suddenly, taking him by surprise when turning the tables and spinning him beneath him.

He panted and chuckled, looking heavenly down upon his slightly stunned lover.

"My turn~" he then cooed, resuming the friction of their crotches and aiming his lips at a more specific, more tender spot Bakugou had to offer.

The chest.

He let his fingertips trace along the sides as he kissed generously upward, licking through the curves, biting softly amongst the nipple, somewhat Impressively doing so.
On impulse Bakugou held in what lustful ordeals intermingled within his head and laughed aloud.

"That all you can do?" He said

Kirishima grinned up and came face to face with him.

"Oh? Am I not going fast enough for you?" He questioned softly.

"No I'm just getting bored-" he wasn't even given chance to finish and Kirishima locked their lips, silencing him.

What happened next was far from ordinary, in fact it completely startled Bakugou.

Kirishima whispered "let me dominate you then"

Bakugou stared up towards the ceiling and gave great thought into the matter, grunting to himself.

"Ha! You can try!" He resulted in laughing.

Rather suddenly Kirishima had activated his quirk amongst him, holding dearly to Bakugou's arms.
His eyes had a lustful look to them and he gently licked across his increasingly drying lip.

"Don't you worry, I will~"

Without warning, without even a hint Kirishima pushed his thick, throbbing member up into Bakugou's entrance, kindling his toes to cramp inward as his palms flexes out in sweaty matrimony.
He gagged in retaliation, staring up at the redhead.

"K-Kiri" the additional shove upward jolted him into a nervous, trembling mess, so desperate to regain composure.

"Bored now?" Kirishima purred, placing love bites amongst Bakugou's neck.

"F-Fuck off" was all he managed to murmur.

Although Kirishima had remained still the impulse to rock his hips had became apparent to Bakugou.
That just assured more pleasure to the traumatized area as he chuckled softly and coughed up his words.

"H-Heh...my Fucking legs have gone n-numb" he said "hn!~"

Kirishima glanced up and saw how the hold was beginning to get to him, the growing build up of sweat aggressively yet attempting to cool him down.

"Oh...uhm, would you like me to pull out?" Kirishima questioned, thinking he may have gone too far with the expedition.

"N-No heh...just go slow alright?" He replied while running his hands through his hair.

Kirishima grinned and did as he was told, holding to the rocking hips meanwhile gently pushing himself inward.

"A-Ah~" purring like a kitten finally a blush formed with a tint of rose gold to the mixture.
The further spread of his legs abled Kirishima to get in deeper and better pamper Bakugou's neck, a neck he layed clear upon to bite against.
His pelvis region ached yet he found himself loving it, each way Kirishima made him act felt planned and staged, as if they'd known eachothers bodies for years.

"H-How are you so g-good?~" Bakugou panted, wincing and almost yelping.

"I'd like to say experience, but that wouldn't be right would it?" He chuckled in response, coming to gripped with the growing pressure evolving around his member the deeper his pushed in.
It was no doubt a 9 inch, possibly a 10, in fact the two seemed quite similar in size.

Bakugou chuckled yet held a weak smile, seeming to have exhausted himself.

"Tired already?" Kirishima mocked

"I'm pretty sure you would be w-with!" He huffed " 'y'know' up your backside"

"Ooo, I'd like to try it some day" he nuzzled lovingly against his nose yet respectfully regarded what pressure his lover must be undergoing.

He carefully pulled out and layed side by side with him, grinning almost cunningly.

"...W-We're so gay" Bakugou chuckled, tearing in somewhat awe.

"I'd be shocked if we weren't" Kirishima replied with a laugh, wrapping an arm around Bakugou.

Bakugou responded by turning and laying half of his body on Kirishima and the other obsessing the bed.

Although managing to catch his break Kirishima spoke.

"We need to get ready for class"

While glancing to his lover he noticed how the eyes has sealed shut and how the growing conscious had gone to rest, igniting a smile amongst his face.

"Alright...five more minutes" he finished, cuddling to him.

"Damn I've never seen him so fragile" he then thought, tucking his head into his neck lovingly before also closing resting his eyelids.
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Beautiful.