There is a little fluff at the beginning and the end. Smut Warning. Picture is not mine.
Bakubottom btw.....
Oh, and just to prepare you hoes:
Mentions of a Blood Kink, Mild Sadism (cuz it scares me), and Bakugo is a bit of a Masochist (what's new?)
Bakubabe's bedroom (shit happens)
Kirishima looked around his classmate's room. He couldn't help but notice that it smelled a lot like Bakugo.
Kirishima was at his weekly tutoring session with Bakugo and Bakugo wanted Kirishima to come over to his house this time. Kirishima happily accepted. He didn't mind where he was being tutored, he just cared about passing his next math test. And maybe about hanging out with Bakugo.
Kirishima knew that he had a crush on Bakugo, that much was obvious. He felt different things while he was around Bakugo. He felt his heart flutter whenever he heard the blond's voice. He started feeling the need to protect Bakugo. He even started to notice things about Bakugo that he never knew before. Like the way that Bakugou always seemed to take small bites of food. The way he always ran his hand through his hair when he was annoyed. Kirishima couldn't deny that he had fallen hard, but he knew what he felt was better pent up. He didn't ever truly plan on telling his friend. He didn't want Bakugo to freak out and leave Kirishima in the dirt forever.
Kirishima sighed and looked back into his text book and started to look at some math problems. After a minute or so, Bakugo walked through his bedroom door holding a tray of food. Kirishima perked up and lost most of the negative thoughts swirling his mind.
"Wow Bakugo, I didn't know that you could cook so well." Kirishima's eyes were glued to the array of food assortments. There were lots of vegetables, like carrots and celery, but there was also a grilled cheese with bacon on it. It looked really appetizing.
"The fuck? It's a fucking grilled cheese," the blond stated. It really didn't need that much skill to do what he did, but he appreciated the compliment anyway. Like hell he would tell shit hair that though.
"I know, but my cooking skills are actually really shitty, so you're really talented in my eyes." Bakugo had always known Kirishima to be an innocent, kind, caring person, but Bakugo was kind of bored with it. He would rather imagine Kirishima abusing his prostate with torturous blows.
Bakugo was a bit of a masochist, if you couldn't tell, and he wanted the gentle Kirishima to fuck his brains out. It just seemed hot. Bakugo knew that his desires would never be satisfied until something fucking happened. He knew that he would have to talk about to Kirishima eventually, and, with his parents away, today was seeming like a perfect opportunity.
Kirishima had been munching on a carrot when Bakugo asked a random question.
"How gay are you?" When Kirishima choked, he actually gagged. The question was unexpected and deadly. Bakugo just looked up awaiting an answer. Kirishima tried to look a Bakugo, just like he would with any conversation, but it felt like his face was on fire. He basically gave Bakugo an answer with his red face and stuttering.
"Y-ye, I mean n-n, why do you want to know?" Kirishima's face was only getting redder and he was only getting more embarrassed. He decided that he would rather just die in a hole than have his crush ask him his sexuality.
"Well, Mina's been pestering me about sexuality and shit and I was fucking curious," Bakugo smirked and faced Kirishima. He looked the other directly in the eyes before adding, "Didn't know you swung that way Kirishima." Bakugo had said his name. Kirishima couldn't help but be turned on just a little bit.
"U-um, y-yeah. So what if I-i'm gay." Kirishima grew a little pout and crossed his arms. Not the reaction Bakugo was going for, but it was still pretty damn cute.
"Never said there's anything wrong with that. I asked, didn't I?" Kirishima's eyes widened and he suddenly felt relieved. At least Bakugo was fine with it. Or was it that....was Bakugo?
"Wait, are YOU gay Bakugo?" the redhead asked in curiosity. Again with the cute faces. Bakugo could only pay attention to the way that Kirishima's eyes looked like they held the whole universe in them. They were endless, and Bakugo wanted to get lost in those eyes forever. He also wanted to see lewd expressions all across them, but that was besides the point.
Bakugo looked at Kirishima, and his hopeful eyes, for a moment before answering with, "You're really fucking slow." He decided that now would be as good as a time than ever. Bakugo leaned over the table and smashed his lips against the unsuspecting redhead's. Kirishima's eyes widened again in surprise before they closed and he relished the feeling. He paid attention to everything. The kiss was soft, but passionate. Bakugo was ready for that to change. He bit Kirishima's lip, earning a little moan as a response. Bakugo licked the redhead's bottom lip
As much as Kirishima wanted this to go on, he still didn't know what Bakugo wanted. He wanted to understand where Bakugo was at on this, even though he started it (bc Kiri is a respectful idiot who needs everything to be spelled out for him. Consent is sexy and a basic human right)
Kirishima slightly pushed Bakugo off of him, but Bakugo was focused on other things. He had been waiting so long for this moment, he wasn't about to let consent ruin his fun. His tongue entered passed Kirishima's lips. Kirishima didn't mind the feeling at first, but he knew he couldn't get himself hurt. Bakugo continued to try and deepen the kiss, but Kirishima knew he was stronger.
Bakugo had the chance to crawl over the table while they were making out, which put him in a bad position. Kirishima knew that Bakugou had his full concentration of the kiss, so he managed to catch the blond off guard as he was pinned to the ground, Kirshima on top of him.
"Katsuki." Kirishima said his given name with such force, that sent shivers down Katsuki's back. He almost forgot about how turned on he was getting from their positions. Almost.
Kirishima was panting, and his lips had a bit of saliva on them, but what was the most noticeable about Kirishima was the sudden determination in his eyes. Finally, something not so innocent from the adorable redhead. It was really sexy.
Katsuki decided to put his act back up while Kirishima talked.
"Fuck," he said wiping some spit off with the back of his hoodie, "what?"
"W-well," Kirishima wasn't too sure on how to start off this "consent conversation". All he would have to do was tell Bakugo that he was fine with doing anything as long as they were both fine with it. He tried again. "I-i want you to know that, t-that I like you a-and that I um." He collected his thoughts before speaking again. "I only want to do this if you're fine with it. And that we," he tried finding the right words, this proved more difficult than excpected. Bakugo was waiting impatiently as Kirishima stuttered. The only reason he even let this dumbass continue to talk was the fact that his stuttering was cute. "Mm, just know that if we do this now, I'm never going to be able to give up on you. I'm sorry if that's not what your looking for."
Katsuki raised his eyebrow. Did this dipshit really think that this was something he did often? Katsuki was fucking bored and horny, not a prostitute.
"THE FUCK YOU TAKE ME FOR?" Katsuki was just annoyed, but his tone came off a bit more aggressive than he wanted to. Kirishima still managed to stand his ground.
"Well it would make sense that you would have done this before. Like, why would you even do....this with someone like me?" Katsuki was almost stunned. He didn't really feel like having a heart-to-heart, but he didn't want to ask Kirishima to leave either. He sighed and try to think about the fastest way to end this conversation.
"Well," he wasn't about to tell Kirishima about his lewd desires, so he decided that compliments would be the way out. "Well," he started again, "you're just really fucking dense." Perfect. Katsuki mentally slapped himself before continuing, "I like you too. If that's what you wanted to hear, there you go. Are we good now?" Katsuki wasn't bothered with hiding the impatience in his voice anymore.
Kirishima blushed a little bit. He hadn't exactly expected Katsuki to feel the same way. Kirishima was somewhat satisfied with the blond's answer, but not fully.
"W-well Bakugo, if w-we're going to d-do th-this," he was a stuttering, blushing mess, "t-then I-i kind of want t-this to be e-exclusive." He didn't know if Katsuki would catch on, but he gave his true intentions. He waited for Katuski to answer him, or just say something. The room was silent for what felt like an eternity. Finally Katsuki sighed and reached his hand out to the stuttering mess that was Kirishma. The redhead closed his eyes and waited for a slap, for a scream, for something. But Katsuki held Kirishima's cheek and made the redhead face him.
"Eijiro, open your eyes." Eijiro flinched at the mention of his given name, but he slowly complied. His eyes were met with Katsuki's strong red irises. Eijiro felt his breathing become slower, his body loosened, and his mind cleared. He really had fallen.
Katsuki continued. "Why do you think I kissed you?" Eijiro didn't have an answer, but he didn't need to answer. "It was because I wanted to. I do like you Eijiro, and if you want to go out, or whatever the hell you meant, we can do that." Katsuki didn't speak from the heart very often, but somehow the words flowed out really easily.
Eijiro blushed for like the hundredth time today. Now, at least he knew what Katsuki wanted. He smiled and continued to look into Katsuki's crimson eyes.
"Okay." Katsuki couldn't help but smile too. He pressed his lips to Eijiro's for another heated kiss. This time, Eijiro didn't stop it. Rather, he licked the bottom of Katsuki's lips, asking for entrance. Katsuki let out a gasp which gave Eijiro an opportunity. He pressed his lips further against Katsuki's and they pressed their tongues together roughly, forming a dance-like rhythm. They kissed for a few more minutes until they needed air. Their lips disengaged, a strand of saliva separating them.
During the makeout session Eijiro managed to stay on top of Katsuki. Being pinned down, Katsuki could see the lust starting to leak into Eijiro's eyes. Sexy (wtf is with me and this word today).
Eijiro pulled off Katsuki's hoodie and ran his fingers down his abs until he reached his waist. Katsuki reached his arms over Eijiro's back and rolled his shirt to his shoulders. Eijiro helped him out and sat up, removing his shirt. Katsuki admired his abs as Eijiro threw the shirt to the floor.
Katsuki grabbed Eijiro's neck for support as he pressed his lips to the bottom of the red head's neck. Eijiro stiffened as Katsuki started his trail of love bites. Katsuki slowly put his weight on the red head, making them switch. Now Katsuki was straddling Eijiro littering his chest with kisses.
Eventually, Katsuki reached a sensitive spot. Eijiro let out a squeak of protest as Katsuki began to abuse the spot. While Eijiro is distracted, Katsuki pulled down Eijiro's pants, revealing his hard cock dripping in precum. Katsuki was happy to know that he wasn't the only one who was hard, but he had failed to form a plan on what to do if Eijiro's cock was as big as it was. It was fucking huge!
Katsuki massaged Eijiro's balls while he decided on whether he should deep throat it or just work his way down. The sound of Eijiro's soft pants delicate moans messed with Katsuki's head, so he just decided to go for it. As excpected, he gagged on his first attempt. The vibrations from the blond's throat sent a sensation through Eijiro that came out as a moan. Katsuki got so turned on that he tried again, this time with a bit more success.
He used his tongue and lips, which sent Eijiro on a high. He didn't last very long before he released into Katsuki's throat. He blushed as Katsuki sat up and wiped some excess cum from his chin.
"Ah, s-sorry." Katsuki was slightly annoyed that Eijiro was back to his friendly self, and he showed it.
"I's fucking fine. Don't apologize all the goddamn time."
"Sorry, I mean..heh." Eijiro reached for the back of his neck in embarrassment. Katsuki sighed and grabbed Eijiro's hand and threw him on the bed. "W-wha?"
"Sheets are easier to clean then carpet dumbass," Katsuki interrupted.
"O-oh," Eijiro stammered, wondering how his classmate could say something so lewd with a straight face. Katsuki kicked off his pants and went to his bedside table.
"Damn, I think I have lube somewhere..."
"Why do you have lube?" the red head questioned. Katsuki just looked at him with a smirk.
"Why, would you rather it without?"
"T-that's not what I meant!" Eijiro stammered as he imagined how hot it would be with Katsuki's spit.
Katsuki grabbed the tube and turned to the bed and Eijiro. The younger eyed Katsuki like he was his next meal (cuz Bakuthot is a more than whole damn snac; he the whole godamn meal). Katsuki found Eijiro's stare alluring and sat on his crotch. Eijiro let his hand strum under Katsuki's waistband while he stared wildly into the hot-head's crimson eyes.
"What?" asked Katsuki, clearly noticing.
"Your just so pretty Katsuki," Eijiro said before biting his neck. Katsuki blushed. This bastard was really trying to flirt right now?
Eijiro, finally, grabbed the waistband of Katsuki's underwear and started to pull it off. Eijiro moved his hand over to the lube and he opened the tube. He warmed the substance in his had while Katsuki waited patiently (for once).
"Hey, are you ready?" Eijiro whispered in Katsuki's ear. The sudden dominance in his voice made Katusuki only able to nod. "Okay." Eijiro whispered.
He slowly massaged Katsuki's ass, giving him something else to focus on, while he moved his finger in his hole. Katsuki let out a gasp as Eijiro started to move a second one in. Eijiro moved slow at first, scissoring Katsuki as to not hurt him.
"Gngh, move faster idiot." Katsuki panted. But Eijiro's button had been pushed.
"Awe Katsuki~, I know you can ask nicer than that." Eijiro slowed his movements, almost barely moving his fingers now.
"Damnit, okay! Please go faster Eijiro!" the blond pleaded. Eijiro smirked and added a finger moving relatively faster, but Katsuki was ready. He just wanted to be fucked. He even started to buck his hips a bit. Eijiro noticed and decided to tease Katsuki a little more.
"Hey. What do you want me to do now?" he whispered while licking Katsuki's ear.
"Mmn~, really?" Katsuki blushed as his ears were sensitive. Eijiro made sure to remember that.
Eijiro's movements became slower again, showing that he was serious, and Katsuki's hornyness kicked in.
"Okay, okay. Fuck me Eijiro." Eijiro smiled at the fact that he could make someone like the great Bakugo Katsuki into a completely submissive mess.
"That wasn't that hard was it?" He said while spreading lube on his painfully hard dick. He moved Katsuki's legs and lined them up. He bit Katsuki's neck as he slid the blond onto his full length.
Katsuki reacted immediately, his fantasy had come true. He felt Eijiro's dick already hit his prostate. It hurt, which only gave more pleasure.
"Hey, tell me when to move." Eijiro had pure compassion in his voice. Katsuki panted.
"Don't you fucking stop!" Eijiro was surprised.
"Does it, ngh, hurt at all?"
"I, huff, I don't give a fuck!" Eijiro was turned on by Katsuki's slight masochism.
Eijiro grabbed Katsuki's thighs and lifted him up and dropped him back down. Katsuki shrieked and held pure ecstasy in his face.
"Y'know, you can do it your self can't you?" Eijiro whispered as he licked Katsuki's ear again. The smaller shivered and started to push himself up and let himself fall. Eijiro's dick hit the tip of Katsuki's prostate each time and Katsuki got lost in the pleasure. He was RIDING Eijiro!
Eijiro just admired the show for awhile until he decided to pump Katsuki's dick to make the process faster. Katsuki let out a string of moans and curse words. Eijiro couldn't help but be turned on by the blond trying to pleasure himself. Soon, both of their chest were sticky from Katuski's warm cum.
They were both panting heavily and the smell of sweat filled the air. More than that though, they were both still really turned on and hard. Katsuki pressed his lips against Eijiro's neck, begging for more.
"Awe Kat, do you want me to do it this time?" Katsuki panted and nodded. He didn't trust his words. Eijiro took this as compliance and he started to take Katsuki off of his lap. The shorter whimpered at the loss of contact. At first Katsuki was worried that Eijiro didn't understand him, but his opinion changed when he was suddenly under the dominate red head. "I'm not going easy on you."
Katsuki smiled, "You better fucking not," as he snaked his arms around Eijiro's neck. Without much other warning, Eijiro slammed his dick into Katsuki's ass. Katsuki almost gagged at the immense pain and pleasure. Eijiro didn't slow down. He took two thirds of his dick out and pounded back into Katsuki for a second and third time. Katsuki got lost his surroundings. The only thing left was the bundle of nerves being tortured.
Eijiro started to suck the other's nipple, and it stimulated even more for Katsuki. The hot-head was in pure heaven thanks to the redhead.
Speaking of the redhead, Eijiro moved up to Katsuki's lips, his moves getting sloppy. He bit Katsuki's lips so hard they started to bleed. His blood was sweet and Eijiro found himself soon addicted to it. Katsuki felt too much at once, he was close to his climax. Eijiro wasn't far off.
The sound of slapping skin started to lose its rhythm as the boys started to lose elegance. Their moves began to become sloppy and messy. Eijiro added more bites that bled before finally releasing with a huge moan. The pleasure was too overwhelming, and Katsuki succumbed too.
When Eijiro pulled out, both boys were panting and a mess. Tears had formed in the corners of Katsuki's eyes. Eijiro realized all of the embarrassing things he said a suddenly regretted it. Katsuki's tears and excessive bite marks only made it worse.
"Shit, I'm sorry," he said as he reached for the other boy's face. Katsuki let the red head wipe his tears away.
"Don't pull that shit. You said you wouldn't go easy on me." Eijiro's face blushed at the memory.
"Y-yeah, I guess I did say that," there was an awkward pause between them before Eijiro decided to speak again, "Hey, do you need help cleaning up?"
"I'll take a bath later. My ass hurts." Eijiro smiled at Katsuki being the same old Katsuki he had always known. He was happy to know that their relationship wasn't ruined. Eijiro slipped on his boxers and helped Katsuki get under his covers. Once that was done, he gave Katsuki a little kiss on the forehead. Katsuki blushed and gripped the covers tighter.
Eijiro smiled and went to find his pants. He grabbed Katsuki's underwear and pants and threw them on the bed.
"You want me to help you get changed at least?" Katsuki nodded and let Eijiro help him up. Eijiro helped slide on the underwear and pants. Katsuki sat back down on the bed exhausted. "Do you want me to get you anything?" Eijiro whispered while putting their foreheads together.
"No," Katsuki whispered back as if the whole situation was delicate enough to break, "Just stay." Eijiro chuckled.
"I wasn't planning on leaving." Katsuki was content. Well....
"Put on a shirt you damn monkey."
"What? Nooo. I can hold you better like this." Katsuki was content. Even with Eijiro's dumbass logic.
Eijiro got on the other side of the bed as Katsuki slid under the covers. Eijiro was happy to cuddle the smaller boy and his cute, adorable waist. Eijiro really had fallen; now it was worse. They were spooning and resting until Eijiro broke the comfortable silence.
"Sooooo, studying," he chuckled.
"Yeah."
"We should do this again sometime."
"Yeah." Katsuki hoped so.
"Hey Bakugo?"
"Hmm?"
"I was wondering...since um, since we did this..."
"Yes?"
"Can I call you Katsuki?" Katsuki thought for a moment. He actually really liked it whenever Eijiro said his name.
"Call me that in front people and I'll kill you," he said, keeping up his walls, but Eijiro knew this to mean yes.
His eyes lit up in excitement, "Yay! I love you Katsuki!" Katsuki's faced blushed like mad when Eijiro said that. It was so sweet and innocent. It made the hot-head's heart flutter.
"It's too early for that." He wished Eijiro would say it more.
"Too bad, I already told you that I would get attached." Katsuki remembered. He was happy that he didn't lose Eijiro because of this. Katsuki hid his smile in the pillows.
"Whatever shitty hair."
"You can call me Eijiro." Katsuki's heart fluttered again.
"I know." There was a small pause before Eijiro spoke again.
"Hey, Katsuki?"
"Yes?" Katsuki was already used to the red head calling his name.
Eijiro pulled the blond's shoulder, causing them to face each other. Before Katsuki could ask, Eijiro kissed him, lovingly. Katsuki kissed back. He was so happy. He wasn't sure where this moment would take him, but he knew one thing.
He was in love.
Ayyyyy, so crappy smut scenes. My specialty.
Idk what brought me to make this, but it was fun.
I had to add in fluffy scenes because I just do. Sooooooooo......
I originally had a huge scene with Kinkyshima's blood kink, but it seemed too repetitive. I just decided to take it out.
Hope you guys enjoyed this.
Later Losers