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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Relationship:
      Bakugou_Katsuki/Midoriya_Izuku
  Character:
      Midoriya_Izuku, Bakugou_Katsuki
  Additional Tags:
      Masturbation, Established_Relationship, High_Sex_Drive, Light_Angst, High
      Libido, Oral_Sex, Porn_With_Plot, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Multiple
      Orgasms
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-18 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 6104
****** A Treat ******
by BluKrown
Summary
     Midoriya is cursed with a high sex drive, and with a rather scary
     boyfriend such as Bakugo, he seems afraid of asking for more sex then
     he is already provided. So, Midoriya has to look after himself
     occasionally.
     Unfortunatly, Bakugo catches him in the act, soon after deciding he
     will have to treat him profusely all at once, so he won't need to
     pleasure himself alone.
Notes
     I am also cursed with a high sex drive . . . So I push it onto the
     characters I write . . .
     I am, however, NOT sorry!!
***** Midoriya Is Caught In The Act *****
“Ka . . . Kacchan.” Midoriya muttered, his toes curling in his shoes as his own
hand moved up and down his shaft, picking up pace quicker and faster as he
neared his climax.
His imagination did not strain to conjure up an image of a blonde and smirking
Bakugo licking the length before taking him fully in his mouth. And although it
was a delusion, Midoriya couldn’t help but let out a whining moan.
A normal person may wonder why Midoriya was masturbating while thinking of his
classmate, Bakugo Katsuki in the boy’s school toilet nearly every day for the
past few weeks, and Midoriya would honestly have no answer.
Perhaps it was the effects of One For All, causing his increased strength to
effect his increase in libido. Or, it could be the fact that Midoriya had begun
to have sex with his classmates, the aforementioned Bakugo.
The two had been dating for nearly a month now, not going on dates, but
secretly creeping in the dead of nights to each other’s rooms. There was not
always sex. In fact, it was mostly just enjoying each other’s company.
That is if Bakugo was not in the mood.
Midoriya, however, was nearly always in the mood.
Nearly every day, Bakugo had retreated to Midoriya’s room and stayed there
until teachers came along to check on each of the bedrooms.
Just the utter presence of his boyfriend had Midoriya feeling extremely
aroused, causing him to, either the time after Bakugo left or the next day, to
jack off.
 Midoriya did not want to bother his lover, feeling that asking him more often
for his physical attention would only spout to trouble and conflict. So he just
left it in the hopes that his boyfriend would still give him at least partial
satisfaction.
Bakugo was the one to usually make the move, of course. Kissing Midoriya with a
heated and yearning finesse that wasn’t there with the usual peck on his lips.
Culminating with his either saying something of the sort of, “Let’s fuck.” Or
“Dammit, let’s just do it.”
Midoriya easily knew when Bakugo wanted to sleep with him. His pale skin would
flush a bright red, he would fidget rather violently when hiding his erection,
a clear disgruntled look on his lips as he pretended he did not want to take
Midoriya into his embrace.
However, Bakugo did not know when Midoriya was in that mood, perhaps due to
Midoriya always being in a aroused state around him. Or just the fact that
Midoriya never told Bakugo what he wanted.
So here Midoriya was. Sitting on a toilet and stretching his legs wide to
stroke his cock while his fingers tempted his own ass, only stopping when the
bathroom door opened with a sudden slam, causing him to jump and let out a
yelp.
“You’re in here aren’t you, Deku?” The familiar spiteful voice of his partner
echoed in the empty bathroom.
“Ah . . .” Midoriya shuffled, removing his hands and beginning to reach for his
pants, “Yeah, ah . . . I’m here Kacchan, I’m just gonna-“
Bakugo must have figured out Midoriya’s location quickly, as no more than a few
seconds after Midoriya had answered, was the door opened by a loud bang,
obviously thanks to the blonde’s quirk.
Midoriya let out a whimper, freezing on the spot as the door fell off its
hinges and fell to the floor. Exposing Midoriya.
He had left himself in an awful predicament. His pant’s were at his ankles, his
hands bracing at his thigh with a raging boner standing straight up.
Midoriya felt horrified as he realized the horror of the sight Bakugo must be
beholding.
The two boys were comically frozen, both beholding the scene at hand.
Midoriya’s hands near his face, half covering his face from his boyfriend’s
view, and Bakugo, half surprised, half angry as he looked at his extremely
aroused partner.
Bakugo was the first to snap out of it, give a half smirk half creeped-out look
as he asked, “Deku, did you get turned on just from me bursting in?”
Deku shook his head furiously, “No! N-No definitely not!”
“Then why do you have a hard-on in the boy’s bathroom.”
Midoriya stiffened once again, his eyes trying to find something to stare at to
avoid Bakugo’s sharp stare. Not answering but only bringing up his own
question, “Why are YOU here Kacchan? Shouldn’t class be starting?”
Bakugo gave a partially dissatisfied look by Midoriya dodging his question as
he replied, “I don’t really give a shit about class.” His hand awkwardly coming
to scratch the back of his neck, stuffing his other hand in his pants pocket as
he continued, “I . . . I realized you’ve been missing class a lot to go to the
toilet lately . . .” His eyes turning away, maybe avoiding the penis as well as
his own discomfort for his words. “I . . . I was kind of . . . worried.”
Midoriya felt a furious red heat curl up his cheeks and ears as he nodded. “I .
. . I see.” Trying to hide the smallest of smiles.
Bakugo took a step forwards, obviously still wanting an answer to his own
question as he continued, “So answer, why the hell are you jacking off in a
boy’s bathroom?” Even Bakugo seemed to be affected by the situation, a small
pink tinge blooming on his cheeks, but he seemed to control himself as he
added. “Am I . . . Not good enough?” A rather angry look appearing on his face,
not matching the rather anxious question.
“W-What?!” Midoriya was shocked. Both by how Bakugo had showed insecurity and
as well as him even having them. “N-No! Not at all Kacchan, it’s just-“
“Then why?” His fists were clenched as he glared, his temper beginning to show.
Even though he had feelings for Midoriya, didn’t mean he was not going to go
easy on the boy when he was mad. “Why are you doing it?”
“W-Well . . .” Although Midoriya had never told Bakugo about One For All, and
he most certainly had not gotten permission to do so by All Might, although he
hadn’t told the man they were dating. But he still wanted to present the truth
to his boyfriend. “I . . . I have . . . I feel like I have . . . A high libido
. . . I think.” His voice seemed shaker, his own anxieties arising as he
realized the trouble this may cause.
He’ll get tired of having to help me .  . . He’ll decide it’s too much and
leave . . . Or even worse . . . . He’ll get grossed out by me . . .
Bakugo let out a half-hearted sigh, snapping Midoriya out of his thoughts by
the out of character relief. “Huh . . .”
“L-Listen . . . Kacchan . . .”
“Is that really it?” The sharpness in Bakugo’s words made Midoriya jump
slightly.
“Wh- Ah . . . Yes . . . I’m sure . . .”
Bakugo stared right into Midoriya’s eyes, his red iris’ seeming to pierce
through his boyfriend, “I mean anything, like a weird thing you have . . .” He
crossed his arms over his chest, the same annoyed look on his face as he
continued, “A kink . . . Or someone else your into  or . . .” Bakugo’s voice
faded away, his insecurity seeming to get the better of him.
“N-No! Not at all. There . . . There isn’t anything . . . At least . . . That I
can think of.” Midoriya’s own voice faded into muttering, feeling extremely
self-conscious as his boyfriend kept motioning closer to him.
“Huh . . .” Bakugo lowered his head and stiffening his shoulders, seeming to
hide his expression as he continued, “Glad . . . to hear it.”
Midoriya did not quite hear the words and rose his head, looking to ask for a
repeat when Bakugo beat him to it.
“Then I’ll help.”
“Huh?!” Midoriya’s voice broke slightly as Bakugo came closer, reaching him
with only two steps.
“I’ll help you out with your . . .” And he gestured to Midoriya’s aroused
crotch, his eyes embarrassingly looking away.
“Wait . . . Kacchan not-“
“I don’t give a shit.” Bakugo interrupted, lowering down onto his knees in
front of him. “I’ll feel extremely pissed if I thought you were getting off by
yourself more than you were with me.”
“Kacchan . . .” Midoriya murmured, his cheeks reddening further by both
happiness and the growing embarrassment at seeing his boyfriend on his knees in
front of him, just like he dreamed of.
After that, the boys were silent, one watching the other as he raised a hand up
to the hard cock in front of him.
Midoriya took in a harsh breath, stiffening at the contact of Bakugo’s fingers
on his length, his eyes crinkling as he squirmed slightly.
Bakugo’s eyes looked up to the other, a lazy smirk on his mouth as he asked,
“And that’s only just from touching you, huh?” His tongue tauntingly sticking
through his lips. “Who knows how loud you’ll get. Right, Deku?” Midoriya’s
nickname was voiced in such a harsh yet amused tone that it made him shiver.
“I . . . I can’t help it . . .” The boy murmured, fidgeting slightly on the
toilet seat. “I was only just now . . .” His voice disappeared, too shy to
actually say the words.
“Hm? What was it you were doing just now?” Bakugo’s smirk widened as his tongue
licked the tip of Midoriya’s cock, causing a harsh shiver to course down the
boy’s spine.
He did not answer, however, his obvious discomfort controlling him from saying
it.
“Come on, Deku.” The name spouted harshly in the voice as his lips brushed
along his tip in a taunting and wet kiss. “What were you doing, huh?”
“I . . . I was only just now . . . Masturbating.” The word itself seemed to
please Bakugo greatly, causing a smirk as he let out a chuckle.
“Heh, and what were you thinking about then? While you jerked it?” Bakugo’s
head then turned at an angle, his tongue sticking out to lick his length,
trying to get a noise out of Midoriya.
Midoriya’s body stiffened harshly at the warmth along his length, holding back
a groan. His voice strained as he murmured, “Y-You . . . Of course.”
Although Bakugo thought it was impossible for either of them to get more
embarrassed than they already were, it appears he was wrong.
He felt his own ear’s burn as his breath tighten slightly as he took a sharp
breath. Trying to keep composure, however, as he asked, “What was I doing?”
Midoirya seemed to shrink even further away, as much as he could although
Bakugo’s hands and mouth were still touching his cock.
This only made Bakugo want to know more, causing him to grin with a familiar
dangerously bemused look as his hand stroked MIdoriya’s length from his tip all
the way to where the skin hid in his dark haired pubic hairs.
“Come on Deku, what was I doing?” Bakugo was enjoying Midoriya, as he struggled
under him, straining from groaning and moaning at each touch and movement his
boyfriend gave.
“You . . . You were . . . Doing the same thing . . . As right now . . .”
Midoriya’s breaths interrupted his speech, causing him to take intakes of
breaths in intervals that only made him seem even more sexy to Bakugo.
Bakugo gave another confident smirk, “I see. But don’t get cocky, Deku.” His
tongue licked the tip once while his hands took another strong stroke down
Midoriya’s cock. “I’ll make those wet dreams look lame compared to what I’m
gonna do.”
With that, Bakugo’s mouth took in the head of Midoriya’s dick, cautious to not
brush his teeth along the length. His tongue taunting the tip once more within
his mouth.
Midoriya let out a satisfying groan, both hands raising to comb through
Bakugo’s thick blonde hair. Pleasing Bakugo greatly and as repayment, he
suddenly sucked on the tip, causing a harsh gasp and whimper to come from
Midoriya as he crumpled slightly, seizing slightly from the sudden suction.
One hand continued to stroke the length while another one roved to the base,
going further down to grope at Midoriya’s balls.
His thumb pressed hard on the skin, squeezing him mockingly as he felt the grip
on his hair tighten over slightly. Perhaps Midoriya still having not enough
control over himself to stop him from hurting Bakugo.
Both hand snow were messaging Midoriya’s sack as his mouth took the extra leap.
Lessoning the suction on the tip, he pressed his mouth further down, only
reaching halfway to a chorus as whimpers from his partner.
With not much effort, Bakugo’s head lifted up and down the length, his lips
tight around the length, his tongue wetting the skin while his cheeks continue
to hollow out to suck on the cock.
Midoriya could feel him reaching it, so much quicker than if he ever did it by
himself, his cock pulsating in Bakugo’s mouth as Midoriya moaned, “K-K-Kacchan,
I’m . . .  I’m close . . .”
Bakugo lips pulled away from his length, licking the tip as he glared at the
boy. “Cum . . . You little shit. Cum already.”
Midoriya shivered again, his fingers tugging hard on Bakugo’s blonde hair as
the boy’s head bobbed up and down.
The two boy’s eyes were on the other’s, seeming to making all the more harder
for Midoriya not to just cum now. Watching Bakugo’s lips move along his cock,
his flushed red cheeks dent inwards as he sucked, his dark red eyes half shut
as he strained his mouth and his own arousal.
Bakugo pulled his mouth away, receiving a sad whimper form his partner as the
warmth of Bakugo’s mouth had disappeared.
His tongue licked and twirled around Midoriya’s tip, taunting the slit before
enveloping the length into his mouth again and down his throat in a quick harsh
movement. Causing a strained moan from the recipient as the whole cock was now
inserted within Bakugo’s mouth, his nose brushing against the dark curls of
Midoriya’s pubes.
Midoriya shivered as he felt Bakugo’s throat restrict his movements. He just
needed that last inch. Bakugo’s thrusting of his mouth on Midoriya’s cocks was
just not that last bit enough.
Suddenly, Midoriya lifted his hips slightly upwards, pressing into Bakugo’s
mouth, syncing with his boyfriend's movements as he fucked into Bakugo’s mouth.
“K-Kacchan . . .” Midoriya moaned. Bakugo’s tongue licking along his length as
the dick was thrust into him. “I’m cumming . . . Kacchan, I’m cumming in . . .
In your mouth.”
Bakugo smirked as his mouth hollowed out to suck on Midoriya one final time
before white thick liquid squirted into Bakugo’s mouth and down his throat.
Midoriya pulled himself out of Bakugo’s mouth, heaving slightly as he looked
down at his boyfriend. Who’s large Adam’s apple went up and down as he
swallowed all of the contents in his mouth.
“K-Kacchan! Don’t swallow, that’s not good-“ Midoriya reaching out to his
partner worriedly.
“I don’t give a shit, it was in my mouth so it is a pain in my ass to have to
spit it all out.” The kneeling teen then licked his mouth, picking up the stray
droplets that hung on his chin.
Midoriya hid a shiver, trying not to enjoy the view of Bakugo licking away the
cum as if he actually enjoyed doing so.
“Don’t go to your dorm room after school,” Bakugo muttered, wiping his chin of
a line of drool as he got to his feet. Although his legs were slightly bow-
legged and weak, he managed to hold himself up. “Come straight to my room.”
“Huh?”
Midoriya seemed utterly confused but Bakugo gave a vicious glare as he
continued, “I’m going to take care of this, and you won’t have to do shit like
this for a week.”
Bakugo then walked away, pushing the door open with the same amount of fury as
when he entered and left Midoriya in utter confusion.
All the boy knew, was that he was going to go to Bakugo’s room, and he had a
feeling that it was not going to be the usual.
***** Bakugo Gives A Favour *****
Chapter Summary
     Midoriya decides to obey Bakugo's order to see him after class. What
     awaits for him?
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Midoriya tried not to feel too anxious, or seem too out of place as he walked
down the hallway of the fourth floor, a floor below his own.
His head was cautiously looking around the hallway, his ears perked to hear any
kind of movement, like an opening of a door or the binging of the elevator.
Soon, Midoriya had arrived at his destination.
Bakugo’s room.
Looking around the hallway for a moment, checking if there were any witnesses,
Midoriya then twisted the door handle and entered the bedroom.
Bakugo’s room was the same as ever, nothing out of place from the usual but one
thing.
Bakugo was there, but shirtless.
The small hint of scars were visible everywhere, not as variable as Midoriya’s
own, but they were way more defined on the boy’s pale skin. His chest and
abdomen were also muscular, broader and more natural than Midoriya’s trained
ones. Bakugo was naturally muscular, not scrawny like Midoriya.
Midoriya felt a heat curl his cheeks and his ears, his mouth opening slightly
out of surprise. “Sorry for disturbing you!” His voice causing Bakugo to flinch
from the volume as his hand went back on the door handle to open the door,
speaking in a quieter tone, “I-I’ll come back later.”
Bakugo was suddenly in front of him, not wasting any time once he knew Midoriya
was going to call it quits. His hand pressed against the door, stopping his
boyfriend from leaving, making Midoriya press his back against the door.
“S-Sorry Kacchan, I’ll come back later,” Midoriya muttered, trying to avoid the
blonde’s eyes . . . or chest. “I think I left something in my-“
“I told you to come straight here, Deku.” His other hand coming to take hold of
Midoriya’s wrist.
“I know . . . . I-I’ll come back in a bit I promise-“
“Bullshit, Deku.” His harsh tone causing the other to flinch. Bakugo restrained
the annoyance that was burning within him. Carefully, his words kinder and
perhaps restrained as he said, “Don’t run away. I told you to come here, cos
I’m going to make sure you don’t have to jerk off all the time.”
His lips then came to caress Midoriya’s, the hand on the wall moving to hold
Midoriya’s chin, to make sure he would not escape.
“You’ll never,” Bakugo’s lips pecking the other’s lips and muttering words,
seeming to want to put emphasis on the point, “Need . . . To . . . Fap . . .
Alone . . . Again.” Each time there was a pause as his lips kissed Midoriya.
Near the end of the sentence, the boyfriend gave up on resisting, giving in the
other’s flirtatious actions.
“K-Kacchan . . . What are you gonna do?” Midroya’s cheeks were flush and his
eyes now misted. Yet a small curious smile played on his lip.
“Wait and see, nerd,” Bakugo smirked, departing from lips to kiss down the
boy’s chin and down his neck, a small chorus of heavy breaths coming from his
boyfriend as he did so.
Bakugo’s lips pressed kisses and small bites along Midoriya’s jawline,
ravishing his skin with affection. Midoriya’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he tried
to swallow the moans and harsh breaths as his hands came to take hold of
Bakugo’s bare back, his fingers digging softly into the skin.
A hand slid to Midoriya’s pants, unzipping and unbuttoning with ease while
still paying attention to the neck and collarbones of his boyfriend.
Bakugo was greeted by a hard object in the boy’s boxers, and it only grew
bigger as his forefinger teased the tip, causing his lover to convulse slightly
in his grip.
“Already so turned on?” Bakugo’s own breaths were heavy as a smirk grew.
“I-I can’t . . . Can’t help it K-Kacchan . . .” The boy murmured, his voice
faltering when an especially good touch or kiss distracted him.
Bakugo could only chuckle as he bit onto Midoriya’s neck, his mouth sucking the
skin until it became a blotched bright red.
He could feel his finger, which taunted Midoriya’s nethers, moistening under
pre-cum, only making Bakugo smile further. “For someone who jerked it only a
few hours ago, you sure are sensitive.”
Midoriya was seemingly going to open his mouth to retort in some fashion but
was interrupted by a moan as Bakugo wrapped his hand around his length in a
soft grip.
One of Midoriya’s hands came to cover his mouth, trying to stop his voice from
being heard outside of the room.
Bakugo hid an internal shiver as his fingers could feel the blood streaming
through Midoriya’s cock, the way it pulsated at his touch. He wanted to make
Midoriya cum now, enjoy the way his boyfriend clung to him with his hands and
legs, and how his name was the only word he could hear.
“Kacchan . . . Keep going . . . I’m cumming ah . . .” Midoriya’s voice was
wavering and horse, only a whisper in Bakugo’s ear.
He would like nothing more than to make him climax now, but it was not enough,
this would not do. If he finished this now, Bakugo would lose his goal to stop
Midoriya from masturbating all the time.
Out of nowhere, the hand was gone and to Bakugo’s utter delight, he felt the
hand that held onto the bare back of his shoulder tighten and a whine to come
from his boyfriend’s lips.
“D-Don’t stop Kacchan.” His voice a whimper as he pressed his chest to his
partner’s, his crotch yearning for his hand.
“Not going to happen,” Bakugo said, a smirk on his lips as he pecked Midoriya’s
now sweaty forehead. “You’re gonna have to live with it for a bit.”
Midoriya’s lips had, however, been given a treat of Bakugo’s mouth, the lips
more heated than in previous. The blonde’s teeth even coming to nip on
Midoriya’s lower lip.
Bakugo’s mouth pulled away, however, his lips were only a millimetre from
Midoriya’s as he said, “Get on the bed. And don’t start complaining.”
Midoriya nodded, his boyfriend letting him go so he could reach the bed. “And
you better strip.”
Bakugo then walked to his drawers, looking for things while Midoriya shakily
slid off his half undressed pants and underwear. Beginning to unbutton his
shirt when he felt the bed lower as another body climbed on.
Bakugo held a small bottle of lube in his hand but he threw it near the pillows
as he came closer to Midoriya.
Midoriya seemed cautious, however, hyper-aware of Bakugo’s eyes on him as he
slid off the unbuttoned shirt, disposing of it just like the rest of the
clothing, onto the floor.
He tried not to follow the urge to cover his erect cock, as Bakugo’s eyes
seemed to countlessly peak to look at it.
“Now lie down on your stomach,” Bakugo ordered, pausing only to watch as
Midoriya lower himself down, resting his head in Bakugo’s pillow as he rested
him whole front on the bed.
Bakugo then tugged at Midoriya’s waist, urging him to lift his lower abdomen up
in the air, not realising until it was too late that his ass was now front and
centre in Bakugo’s face, and Bakugo himself was poised for action.
The lube bottle was in Bakugo’s hands as he poured liquid onto his right hand.
A lazy smile growing as tossed the bottle aside once again, squelching the
stuff through the tops of his fingers.
Midoriya showed no signs of wanting to refuse or reject Bakugo’s offers of
pleasure, seeming to silently anticipate the fingers that would give him the
pleasure Bakugo was tauntingly dangling above him.
Bakugo slowly pressed his index finger at Midoriya’s entrance, amused by the
muscle straining as his finger slowly went inside. The inners were warm and
tight, and Bakugo tried to ignore the warmth growing in his stomach just
imagining what another part of him would feel like inside such a tight and cozy
place.
Bakugo sat on his kees, leaning slightly with his free hand holding Midoriya’s
hip steady. Is finger slowly curling in a ‘come here’ motion watching as
Midoriya let out a soft whine, obviously try to get used to a finger that was
not his own in his ass.
“That reminds me  . . .” Bakugo muttered, a dull smile playing on his lips as
he watching Bakugo’s only half visible face, the other pressed into the pillow.
“Did you do anything here? When you were doing it alone?”
“Wha-“ Midoriya only managed to say half a word before suddenly being
interrupted by the second finger slowly entering, interrupting his own words
with a small whimper.
“I mean,” Bakugo leaned to kiss a trail up from Midoriya’s shoulder, nipping
the skin occasionally for he reached Midoriya’s shoulder, where his red eyes
caught his boyfriends. “Did you finger yourself when you jerked off?”
“Only everyso- No  . . . uh, I don’t.” Midoriya interrupting himseld again to
correct his words, only making Bakugo smirk maliciously as his two fingers, now
fully inserted, spread out. Stretching the inner muslces and entrance.
“Come on, Deku. You can tell me.” Bakugo then kissed his lover’s lips, hissing
as their kiss ended, “I know you’re a big perv who always wants it.”
Midoriya could feel a heat grow in his stomach again, as pleasure was coming to
the clear forefront of his mind. But for whatever possible reason, his cheeks
turned redder, coming to reach his ears as he muttered, “I can’t help it, y-y-
y’know?”
Bakugo let out a scoff, a third finger at his entrance as he said, “No, I
wouldn’t know. Cos I’m not a big pervert like you, Deku.”
“I-I’m not . . . Not a per-pervert Kacchan.” The third finger now in as fully
as the others, curling and stretching satisfyingly in him as he tried to defend
himself, but he did not have much of an argument. As well as secretly half
enjoying Bakugo’s teasing as he fucked him with his fingers.
“Come on, don’t lie. Just tell me.” Bakugo then kissed Midoriya’s neck, his
teeth coming to bite at the skin, easily making a hickey as he sucked the raw
skin.
“Y-Yes . . . But, not always, just, when I-I um . . . When I . . . Really want
. . .” His voice quickly faded to a mumble as he said, “W-When . . . When I
really really want to . . . To be with you.”
Midoriya’s head turned, at least as much as possible with the position he was
in. A nervous smile on his lips and his eyes sliglhty watery as he looks to his
boyfriend.
Bakugo held back the sudden hard urge to strip and just start fucking him hard
and fast now, messing Midoriya up until he could only even think of him when he
touched himself. But he must not. After all, he was doing this for a specific
reason.
“Really?” Bakugo smirked widely as the hand that held his hip slid, the
fingertips drawing a line down Midoriya’s hip, down to his inner thigh to touch
his length. “Do you imagine me fucking you? Or fingering you? Or something
else?” Pressing kisses to Midoriya’s lips as if trying to fore the answer out
of him with affection and pleasure, although that was partly why.
“A-Any . . . Any sort . . . W-Whatever I . . . I want to think of . . .”
Moriya's face now completely obscured by the pillow.
“Hey . . .” Bakugo’s teeth nipped at Midoriya’s neck as his hands began moving
up his length. “Is this . . . Is this better than your imagination?”
Midoriya shivered, feeling Bakugo’s thumb trail at his tip every time he
reaches the top of his cock. “T-This . . . This of course . . . W-Why would I
like . . . imagination,” He let out a rather harsh gasp as Bakugo’s hand roved
at Midoriya’s tip. “W-When K-Kacchan is d-d-doing . . . the same exact .  . .
Thing . . . B-But . . .”
Midoriya’s hips pressing forwards then back into Bakugo’s hand, aiding in
stimulation as Bakugo’s only half focused movements were not enough. His
calloused and worked hands the perfect size and shape as he pressed himself
into the fingers. “Y-You do it so much better.”
Bakugo gritted his teeth, cursing his own self for falling for Midoriya’s
surprisingly flattering words. Kissing his cheek, as he could not reach his
lips.
“Ah . . . . Kacchan.” The boy moaned, his fingers grappling at the sheets at
his fingers tips, his toes curling and his legs bending at the knee as his body
seezed. “I-I’m cumming . . . I’m cumming Kacchan.” His hips thrustin at a messy
and uneaven pace. “Just . . . Don’t stop . . . Kacchan, d-don’t stop . . . ah 
. . .”
Bakugo felt Midoriya’s length in his hand's pulse harshly, the pulsing coming
to a climax as he let cum squiring right into his hands as he heard a moan
which was half muffled by Midoriya’s mouth being pressed into the pillow.
“Shit,” Bakugo swore, the tightness of his pants which restrained his own cock
pained him greatly. He wanted to put it in, he wanted to put it in so bad. He
could almost feel it, the inners that his fingers just experienced.
He licked his lips, his hand coming to Midoriya’s waist to lift him up further
until his ass was hanging up in the air once more. Although Midoriya seemed too
fazed to even notice that Bakugo was pulling his own pants off and motioning to
position himself at his other end.
Before doing what he so wanted to do, he leaned over MIdoriya, brushing his
lips at Midoriya’s ear as he whispered, “Get ready, Deku. Get ready for it.” He
huffed, trying to control his own now heavy breathing as slowly pressed the
head in.
Midoriya let out a small whine, his back arching upwards out of the slight
strain of his boyfriend’s girth. Bakugo’s hands soon going to cover his mouth,
going to say in his ear, “Don’t go weirding the others up.” Meaning the
classmates in the neighbouring rooms, which only caused Midoriya to feel more
pleasurefully distressed, as he seemed to enjoy Bakugo mentioning that people
could hear them.
Midoriya tried to restrain himself from groaning loudly, his tongue coming out
of his mouth to lick at Bakugo’s fingers.
The blonde could only smirk, his hand lessening at his mouth to just press two
fingers into his mouth, where Midoriya’s tongue played with them. Swirling the
digits around, moistening them with his saliva.
“I’m going all in Deku, so just . . .” Bakugo’s voice faded off, seeming too
distracted by the focus of not just slamming himself into Midoriya.
It was not too painful, since Bakugo had made sure to stretch and prep him, but
having not done any actual sexual intercourse in recent time together was
visible seen through how still tight Midoriya was.
But it did not seem to stop either of them, Midoriya even going out utter
against Bakugo’s fingers, sounding like his mouth was halfful, “Put . . . it in
. . . Kacchan.”
Bakugo seemed to have enough of it after that, only half way in, and finally
pressed until his hips were against Midoriya’s ass. Both taking a second to
breathe before anything more could continue.
“Get . . . Ready Deku. Don’t go thinkin’ we can stop it now.” Bakugo puffed,
biting onto Midoriya’s earlobe, earning a whine from his boyfriend who silently
nodded.
With that, Bakugo slowly pulled out, almost actually seeing Midoriya’s ass
stretch as Bakugo pulled out of Moriya's tight hole.
Bakugo swore again, before suddenly pressing back in, another small moan coming
form both of them as Bakugo began to thrust at a pace.
“Shit . . . Deku . . .” Bakugo could only mutter, giving up on keeping his head
lifted, instead of going to rest his forehad against Midorya’s shoulder. His
fingers dispensing from Midoriya’s mouth and placing both hands on the smaller
boy’s waist, aiding in his balance as he kept a moderate pace of in and out of
Midoriya’s ass.
Midoriya’s ass was still so sensitive, raw form Bakugo’s fingers toying with it
only a minute or two ago, and the now steady thrust was pressing at worn yet
pleasureful spots, pressing into the one section that caused Midoriya to yelp
and whimper when Bakugo accurately hit the target.
“I-I’m cumming already K-Kacchan . . . I’m cumming.” Midoriya said, his toes
curling as the now faster thrust caused his own body to move with it, making
the bed creak at each count that Bakugo pressed into Midoriya.
Midoriya’s rather perverted terminology only egged Bakugo on further, making
his lips curl into a weak smirk as strained to hold himself from going any
faster, as it would be only too much for the receiver to handle.
“Cumming . . . Kacchan . . . Kacchan I’m ah . . .” Midoriya shivering
suddlenly, his body stiffening and his arms shoudlers hunching as he spasmed,
cumming into the bedsheets below.
Bakugo convulsed suddenly, perhaps the perverted wailing of his boyfriend
climaxing had also pulled him over the edge, or maybe the fact that Midoriya’s
hole tightened harshly as he came. Bakugo then could only murmur and mutter as
he slowly pulling himself out of Midoriya, inhaling a breath as he said, “Fuck
. . . Shit, Deku . . . .”
Midoriya could only whimper, biting on his lower lip as he felt the emptiness
when Bakugo pulled out. But he did not have long to savour the climax, as he
felt two calloused hands touch his ass.
“Wow . . . Look at it drip out.” Bakugo smirked, spreading Midoriya’s ass
cheeks apart to marvel at the small dribble of cum dripping from Midoriya. His
thumb tauntingly going to press at the entrance, pressing the droplets back in,
causing the other to shiver.
“K-Kacchan . . .” Midoirya let out a whine.
Bakugo looked over to see the other’s face hiding in the sheets below him,
however, he could see the faint hint of a red flush on his ears. Bakugo
smirked, “What, are you turned on?”
Midoriya then cautiously looked to him, a slightly guilty expression on his
face as he nodded slowly.
The blonde could not help it, pulling at the boy’s waist, he turned him onto
his back forcefully, causing the boy to yelp out of surprise. And there it was.
Midoriya, not completely hard, but semi-erect cock poised, having only just
ejaculating moments ago, as evidenced by the cum scattered by Midoriya’s side
on the sheets and on his stomach.
Bakugo could not help but swear under his breath, “Mother fucker, what kind of
shit do you eat, dammit?”
“S-Sorry Kacchan . . .” Midoriya murmured, a hand coming to cover his face with
his palm out of embarrassment.
“Whatever,” Bakugo muttered, positioning himself in between the other boy’s
legs. “I’ll just finger you again.”
Midoriya, however, shook his head, although he seemed to regret it immediately
afterwards due to the sour look his boyfriend gave him as he explains. “No . .
. I want . . . I want . . . I want to put it in this time.”
“Huh?” Bakugo gave a rather annoyed look. “Don’t mess with me, Deku. We tried
this before, and didn’t we agree that this way was better?” He then gestured to
the current positon. “You told me it was be-“
“I-I know, Kacchan.” Midoriya interrupted, irritating his boyfriend more by his
guts. “But . . . But didn’t you say you would make sure . . . To um . . .
Satisfy me?”
Bakugo was then about to open his mouth, to perhaps object, but Midoriya then
continued, “But . . . Wouldn’t you want to satisfy . . . Everything . . . You
know, like, uh . . . Like all the stuff I want to . . . think about when I um .
. .” He then gestured to his lowers, visibly not wanting to say the actual
term.
His partner seemed rather conflicted then, his eyebrows furrowed in a focused
frown, his lips pursed displeasingly as his mind seemed to work at an answer.
It did not seem to take too long, however, as Bakugo then made a clicking sound
with his tongue and gave his boyfriend a look as he said, “You better not fuck
up then.”
Midoriya took that as a yes, giving him a reason to smile as he cautiously sat
up. But one of Bakugo’s hands came to press at his chest, pushing him back on
the bed.
 
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The sun shone harshly through the curtains to Bakugo’s bedroom window. Waking
the blonde, causing him to swear colourfully when he realised he forgot to
close them the night before.
He was about to move but felt strong arms wrapped around his front and a soft
groan came from behind him causing him to refrain from escaping any further.
Instead, he slowly sat up, careful not to awaken the sleeping boy beside him in
the bed. Midoriya was still asleep, although muttering incoherently
occasionally.
The blonde could not help but raise a hand, to caress across Midoriya’s sun-
flecked cheeks, the skin soft under his fingertips. The sun glimmered through
his hair, causing the black hair to look seemingly green, and his eyelashes
matching.
Bakugo’s eyes roved down from the boy’s face to his chest, which slowly rose up
and down in time with his breaths. His shoulders and forearms freckled and
scarred.
As his eyes went further down they caught on something.
His boyfriend’s crotch was enlarged, an obvious erection under the sheet.
Bakugo’s face wrinkled up into annoyance, “God dammit.” Turning to glare at the
dozing boy to mutter, “Fucking unbelievable.”
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