As they lay entwined on their bed, Todoroki's lips met Katsuki's in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire that had been smoldering during Bakugo's absence. Their longing for each other had reached its peak after weeks of separation, fueled by countless late-night texts and steamy phone calls.
Todoroki straddled Bakugo, his hands finding purchase on Bakugo's chest as he deepened the kiss. Bakugo responded eagerly, pulling Todoroki closer, their bodies pressed together in a fervent embrace.
The sensation of Todoroki's lips against his own sent a jolt of electricity coursing through Bakugo's veins, igniting a primal desire that consumed them both. Their kisses were hungry and desperate, fueled by months of pent-up passion and longing.
As their lips parted, Todoroki's hands roamed Bakugo's body, tracing the contours of his muscles with a gentle touch. Bakugo's breath hitched at the sensation, his body responding instinctively to Todoroki's every move.
As Todoroki's lips trailed down Bakugo's neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses in their wake, Bakugo's grip tightened on his neck. His touch was possessive, a silent plea for Todoroki to never let go.
With a low groan, Bakugo tangled his fingers in Todoroki's hair, pulling him closer as he whispered hoarsely, "I'm so damn sick of sexting, Shoto."
Todoroki's lips curved into a smirk against Bakugo's skin, his breath hot against his neck as he murmured, "Then let's make up for lost time."
With that, Todoroki's lips found Bakugo's once more, their kisses growing more fervent and desperate with each passing moment.
As Todoroki's hands delved into the nightstand, retrieving the handcuffs, Bakugo's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He blinked, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected turn of events.
"seriously?" Bakugo stammered, his voice tinged with a mix of amusement and anticipation.
Todoroki's lips curled into a mischievous smirk as he nodded, the handcuffs dangling from his fingers. "Seriously," he confirmed, his eyes dark with desire.
With a flick of his wrist, Todoroki produced the handcuffs, the metallic clink sending a shiver down Bakugo's spine. His heart raced with anticipation, the thrill of the unknown coursing through his veins.
As Todoroki approached him, Bakugo's pulse quickened, his breaths coming in shallow gasps. With a devilish glint in his eyes, Todoroki gently took Bakugo's hands, securing them with the cuffs.
As Todoroki deftly hooked the handcuffs to the bedpost, securing Bakugo's hands in place, a shiver of anticipation coursed through Bakugo's body. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his senses heightened by the exhilarating rush of arousal.
With a low, husky groan, Bakugo's breath hitched as Todoroki's hands began to trail down his body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Each touch sent electric sparks dancing across his skin, igniting a fierce hunger deep within him.
Todoroki's touch was both gentle and demanding, a potent blend of tenderness and passion that left Bakugo trembling with desire
"What's gotten into you?" Bakugo demanded, his voice tinged with a mix of confusion and arousal. "You never tease like this."
Todoroki's lips curled into a mischievous smirk as he leaned in close, his breath warm against Bakugo's skin. "Maybe I've been holding back," he murmured, his voice low and seductive. "But tonight, I want to show you just how much I crave you.
Todoroki's fingers traced patterns along Bakugo's torso, his touch sending sparks of electricity through Bakugo's body. With a playful glint in his eyes, Todoroki leaned down to press a tender kiss against Bakugo's lips before pulling back slightly.
"You know, I heard being married to you comes with some perks," Todoroki teased, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Like unlimited access to all your shirts. And your bed. And of course, your undivided attention."
Bakugo couldn't help but chuckle at Todoroki's comment, his own hands sliding up Todoroki's back as he pulled him closer. "Yeah, well, you're the one who signed up for a lifetime of my bullshit," Bakugo replied with a smirk
As Todoroki straddled Bakugo's lap, a surge of electricity coursed through their bodies. The weight of Todoroki's presence pressed against him, sending a rush of heat pooling in Bakugo's stomach.
With a soft exhale, Todoroki leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Bakugo's ear as he whispered, "You drive me crazy, you know that?"
Bakugo couldn't suppress the grin that spread across his face. "Likewise," he murmured in response.
As Bakugo attempted to shift his arms, he realized with a jolt that they were still securely bound by the cuffs. His heart quickened its pace as Todoroki moved down to the end of the bed, his gaze fixated on Bakugo with an intensity that sent shivers down his spine.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Todoroki reached out, his fingers tracing a tantalizing path along Bakugo's exposed skin. Each touch sent a jolt of electricity coursing through Bakugo's body, heightening his senses and leaving him yearning for more.
Bakugo's breath hitched as Todoroki's lips ghosted over his skin, leaving a trail of fiery kisses in their wake. Despite the restraints holding him in place, Bakugo felt a surge of arousal coursing through him, his body responding instinctively to Todoroki's touch.
As Todoroki continued his teasing, Bakugo couldn't help but let out a chuckle, his usual fiery demeanor softened by the intimate moment they were sharing. "You kinky little bitch," he muttered under his breath
"And you love every minute of it."
As Todoroki's fingers deftly undid the buttons of Bakugo's pants, he leaned in close, his breath hot against Bakugo's skin. "You know," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "when I touch myself, I think about you, Katsuki. About us... about you fucking me."
Bakugo's breath hitched at the admission, a surge of arousal coursing through him at Todoroki's words. "Yeah?" he replied, his tone laced with anticipation. "What do you imagine, huh? Tell me, Shoto."
Todoroki's lips curled into a wicked smile as he leaned in closer, his fingers tracing tantalizing patterns across Bakugo's bare skin. "I imagine you taking me," he whispered, his voice dripping with lust. "I imagine you pinning me down, your hands roaming over my body, marking me as yours."
Bakugo's pulse quickened at the thought, his own desire burning hot and fierce. "And then what?" he demanded, his voice low and needy. "Tell me everything, Shoto."
Todoroki's eyes darkened with desire as he leaned in closer, his breath mingling with Bakugo's. "And then," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, "I imagine you fucking me senseless, Katsuki. I imagine you pounding into me, making me scream your name until I can't think straight."
Bakugo groaned at the image, his own arousal spiking at the thought of claiming Todoroki so thoroughly. "Fuck," he muttered, his voice rough with need. "You're such a filthy little slut, Shoto. I love it."
Todoroki's lips curled into a smirk as he moved closer, his fingers trailing down Bakugo's chest. "And you love it too, don't you, Katsuki?" he whispered, his voice low and seductive. "You love the way I make you feel, the way I push you to your limits."
Bakugo's breath caught in his throat as Todoroki's words washed over him, igniting a firestorm of desire within him. "God, yes," he breathed, his voice heavy with need. "I love it, Shoto. I love everything about you."
As Todoroki peeled away Bakugo's boxers and pants, his eyes widened at the sight of Bakugo's arousal, thick and throbbing with need. He couldn't help but let out a low, appreciative hum at the sight.
Bakugo smirked, a hint of cockiness in his voice. "What did you expect, huh?" he quipped, his tone teasing. "You're the one who got me all worked up, Shoto."
Todoroki's lips curved into a sly smile as he ran his fingers lightly over Bakugo's length, eliciting a shiver of pleasure from the blond. "I suppose I did," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. "But seeing you like this... I couldn't resist."
Bakugo's breath hitched as Todoroki's touch sent sparks of pleasure shooting through him. "Fuck," he muttered, his voice rough with need. "Just do something already, Shoto. I'm dying here."
Todoroki chuckled softly, his fingers trailing teasingly along Bakugo's length. "Impatient, are we?" he teased, his voice dripping with amusement. "I thought you liked it when I took my time."
Bakugo let out a low growl of frustration, his hips bucking involuntarily against Todoroki's touch. "Yeah, well, I've changed my mind," he grumbled, his tone petulant. "Now quit teasing and get on with it."
As Todoroki hovered tantalizingly close, his warm breath sending shivers down Bakugo's spine, he unexpectedly veered off course, diverting his attention with a casual inquiry.
"So, how was your day, Katsuki?" Todoroki's voice was calm, almost nonchalant, contrasting sharply with the heated atmosphere between them.
Bakugo's eyes widened in disbelief, a low growl of frustration escaping his lips. "Are you fucking serious, Shoto?" he snapped, his patience wearing thin. "We're in the middle of something here."
Todoroki raised an eyebrow, unfazed by Bakugo's outburst. "I'm well aware of that," he replied calmly. "But I thought a little conversation might help to set the mood."
Bakugo let out an exasperated sigh, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "The mood is already set, you idiot," he muttered, his voice tinged with irritation. "We don't need to talk about our goddamn days."
Todoroki's lips curved into a mischievous smile as he leaned in closer, his breath brushing against Bakugo's ear. "Oh, but I think we do," he murmured, his voice low and sultry. "After all, I want to know everything about you, Katsuki."
Bakugo felt a flush of heat rise to his cheeks at Todoroki's words, his irritation melting away in the face of Todoroki's unwavering gaze. "Fine," he grumbled, relenting reluctantly. "My day was shit, okay? Now, can we please get back to what we were doing?"
Todoroki chuckled softly, the sound sending a jolt of warmth through Bakugo's veins. "Of course, Katsuki," he replied, his tone teasing. "But first, tell me all about it."
As Todoroki's fingers trailed lightly along Bakugo's thigh, the blond hero couldn't help but let out a soft groan of frustration. "Ugh, fine," he grumbled, giving in to Todoroki's playful interrogation. "It was the same as always—dealing with incompetent idiots and putting out fires left and right."
Todoroki's lips quirked into a smirk as he leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over Bakugo's skin. "Sounds like a typical day for you," he remarked, his voice laced with amusement.
Bakugo rolled his eyes, though the corners of his lips twitched upward in a reluctant smile. "Yeah, well, what about you?" he asked, curiosity getting the better of him despite his earlier impatience.
Todoroki's expression softened, his eyes meeting Bakugo's with a mixture of warmth and affection. "My day was... uneventful, to say the least," he admitted, his voice quiet. "But being here with you makes up for it."
Bakugo felt a warmth spread through his chest at Todoroki's words, a rare feeling of contentment settling over him.
Todoroki's lips curved into a mischievous smile as he hovered tantalizingly close to Bakugo's throbbing length, his warm breath sending shivers down Bakugo's spine.
"You want it, don't you?" Todoroki whispered, his voice low and husky, dripping with promise. "You want me to take you in my mouth and make you scream my name."
Bakugo's breath hitched in his throat, his body trembling with anticipation as Todoroki's words sent a jolt of electricity straight to his core. "Fuck, Shoto," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "Stop teasing and just do it already."
Todoroki chuckled softly, the sound sending a surge of heat straight to Bakugo's groin. "Patience, Katsuki," he murmured, his lips brushing against Bakugo's sensitive skin. "Good things come to those who wait."
Todoroki's lips trailed teasingly along the length of Bakugo's erection, his tongue flicking out to taste the salty precome pooling at the tip. He kissed the sensitive head with delicate reverence, savoring the taste and texture of Bakugo's arousal.
Bakugo's breath caught in his throat as a surge of pleasure shot through him.
Todoroki's lips were soft and warm against his sensitive skin, sending sparks of desire dancing along his nerves.
"Shoto," Bakugo gasped, his voice strained with need. "Don't tease me like this."
Todoroki chuckled softly, the sound sending vibrations of pleasure coursing through Bakugo's body. "You're so impatient, Katsuki," he murmured, his breath hot against Bakugo's skin. "But don't worry, I'll give you everything you want."
With a wicked grin, Todoroki engulfed Bakugo's length in his mouth, sucking gently as he swirled his tongue around the throbbing shaft. Bakugo's head fell back against the pillows, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy as waves of pleasure washed over him.
Todoroki's moans vibrated against Bakugo's throbbing length, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through Bakugo's body. The sensation of Todoroki's warm mouth enveloping him was enough to drive Bakugo wild with desire.
Todoroki's tongue danced skillfully along the sensitive skin, teasing and tantalizing with every flick and swirl. Bakugo's breath hitched in his throat as he felt himself edging closer and closer to the edge.
"Todoroki," Bakugo groaned, his voice thick with desire. "God, you feel so good."
Todoroki hummed in response, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure coursing through Bakugo's body. He continued to suck and swirl, his movements becoming more urgent as he drove Bakugo ever closer to the brink.
Todoroki lifted his head, his lips swollen and glistening with Bakugo's arousal. He could sense Bakugo's impending release, the telltale signs evident in the way Bakugo's body tensed beneath him.
"Wait," Todoroki said, his voice husky with desire. "Not yet."
Bakugo's breath came in ragged gasps as he looked down at Todoroki, his eyes dark with need. "What?" he managed to choke out, his body throbbing with anticipation.
Todoroki smiled, a wicked glint in his eyes as he reached up to stroke Bakugo's cheek. "I want to make you beg for it," he murmured, his voice low and seductive.
Bakugo's eyes widened in surprise, a thrill of excitement coursing through him at Todoroki's words. He knew Todoroki was teasing him, but the thought of being pushed to the edge and beyond by his lover's touch sent a shiver of anticipation down his spine.
"Fuck, Shoto," Bakugo growled, his voice tinged with desperation. "Just do it already."
Todoroki, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, slowly slid off his shorts and boxers, revealing his toned and taut physique. The sight sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through Bakugo's veins as he watched, his breath hitching in his chest.
With a confident stride, Todoroki climbed onto the bed, straddling Bakugo's hips as he settled into position. The heat of their bodies mingled, igniting a fiery passion between them that was palpable in the air.
Bakugo's breath caught in his throat as he felt Todoroki's naked body pressing against him, the heat of their desire igniting a fierce longing within him. But as the realization of their situation dawned on him, he couldn't help but voice his concern.
"Wait, Shoto," Bakugo started, his voice tinged with urgency. "We don't have any lube or anything."
Todoroki's lips curved into a devilish smirk as he leaned in closer, the warmth of his breath ghosting over Bakugo's ear. "Well, well, well, look who's at my mercy now," he murmured, his tone dripping with seduction.
Bakugo's heart pounded in his chest as he squirmed beneath Todoroki's weight, the metal handcuffs binding his wrists reminding him of his vulnerable position. "Shoto, this isn't funny," he protested, his voice tinged with a hint of desperation.
Todoroki's smirk widened as he trailed his fingers teasingly along Bakugo's jawline, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through his body. "Oh, I think it's hilarious," he replied, his voice low and husky with desire. "After all, you're the one who wanted to play rough."
As Todoroki lowered himself onto Bakugo's throbbing length, a chorus of breathy moans filled the room, mingling with the heady scent of desire that hung thick in the air.
Bakugo's fingers tightened around the metal handcuffs as he felt Todoroki's slick heat enveloping him, each inch of penetration sending sparks of pleasure shooting through his body. "Fuck, Shoto," he groaned, his voice strained with ecstasy. "You feel so good."
Todoroki's eyes fluttered shut as he sank down further, the sensation of being filled to the brim with Bakugo's hardness driving him wild with pleasure. "Oh god," he gasped, his voice trembling with desire. "You're so big, Katsuki."
Bakugo's hips bucked involuntarily as he struggled to maintain control, "Take it slow, Shoto," he urged, his voice thick with longing. "I don't want to hurt you."
Todoroki's lips curved into a wicked grin as he began to ride Bakugo's cock with increasing fervor, the slick friction sending waves of pleasure crashing over them both. "Don't worry about me," he purred, his voice husky with desire. "I can take everything you've got."
Bakugo's breath hitched in his throat as he felt Todoroki's walls clenching around him, the intoxicating tightness pushing him ever closer to the brink of ecstasy. "Fuck, Shoto," he gasped, his voice ragged with need. "I'm gonna cum."