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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, Kirishima_Eijirou
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, a_little_fluff, Fighting, Miscommunication, Choking, Frottage, Hand
      Jobs, Sweat_kink?, One_Shot, Light_BDSM, more_like_undertones, Swearing,
      Established_Relationship, Sex_Talk
  Series:
      Part 2 of Snippets
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-28 Words: 2194
****** Communication is Key ******
by LauranGay
Summary
     Katsuki knows relationships arent easy, he's not an idiot but
     miscommunication can be a bitch and old fears die hard but sometimes
     your best bro can help you through it and things work out.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
2nd year : A misunderstanding 
 
Katsuki was in a foul mood.
He was trying to run on his morning jog but next to him was Kirishima who
insisted he join him because running alone was fucking boring apparently but
the red head wouldn’t shut the fuck up which was driving him even more insane.
The reason why he was already in a shit mood to begin with was because he and
Deku had a fight yesterday, and Katsuki hadn’t heard from him yet.
It was over something stupid.
“Hey! Are you listening to me?” Kirishima panted beside him.
During this whole run Katsuki was subtly trying to go faster to make the other
boy fall behind but Kirishima had stamina so that just wasn’t a good plan but
no one can blame him for fucking trying.
“I’m trying not to,” He barked.
“Ouch, what’s eating you?” Kirishima laughed.
The sound grated on his very last fragile nerve.
He stopped in his tracks and glared at the other boy.
“I told you that you could come along if you just shut the hell up and run
beside me, why is that so hard to do?” Katsuki growled.
Kirishima whistled.
“Uh oh, trouble in paradise?”
Katsuki felt his hand twitch and he wanted to blow something up.
“How in the fucking world did you get that out of what I just said?” he
bristled.
Kirishima just laughed.
“Whether or not you realize it, ever since you two got together you’ve been a
lot nicer unless you’re fighting or you haven’t gotten laid,” he explained.
“and I do remember walking in on you like two days ago so what happened?” he
asked.
Katsuki paused, he was surprised but Kirishima wasn’t a total idiot he guessed.
“It’s stupid.” He balked.
“Most fights are, man,” Kirishima shrugged.
They were now walking back toward the school at a more leisurely pace and the
sun was starting to rise, causing the birds to begin their annoying fucking
chirping.
Katsuki was reluctant to tell him, he didn’t want their business out there like
most couples did and the fact their relationship was different than most
anyways.
He felt due to their troubled past he was under more scrutiny than most people,
he was already on his second chance.
“You’re my best bro, you can tell me anything; no judgements,” Kirishima
promised.
That fucker was scary intuitive.
“Goddamn it, fine. We had a fight yesterday,” he began with balled fists.
We were making out, and it was getting heated when Deku just wanted me to choke
him, like not lightly either he wanted to me to cut off air and I freaked the
fuck out because he just sprang it on me with no warning, and now we’re not
talking,” Katsuki explained.
Kirishima looked a little red faced.
“Wow, I didn’t expect that,” He choked.
“You said anything!” Katsuki bellowed.
“I know, but damn that’s intense,” Kirishima shook his head like he couldn’t
believe it.
Katsuki groaned.
“Okay, okay! Why did you freak out?” Kirishima held up both his hands in
surrender.
“I don’t know, it felt…like I shouldn’t,” Katsuki sighed, he couldn’t justify
handling Deku like that after everything he’s done already.
“Well if you don’t want to then just tell him you’re not into that, I’m sure
he’ll understand,” He shrugged.
They weren’t far from the school now, and the sun was starting to rise over the
tree tops, it was getting bright as hell and Katsuki was usually back at school
by now.
The sidewalks were thankfully empty of people.
“It’s not that simple,” Katsuki replied, he was getting a headache.
“Oh, so you do want to?” Kirishima snickered.
“Every time I think about doing that to him I feel like I’m a fucking villain
or something but I can’t deny that I want it. That’s not how heroes think, they
don’t want to control and hurt people.” Katsuki grumbled.
He was already lectured by Best Jeanist enough about his personality traits.
When he thinks about last night he can feel his dick wanting to harden, the
thought of choking Deku, of him getting off from it is exciting for him but it
shouldn’t be. It’s fucking disgusting to think that way.
“Well one, I don’t think it’s healthy to think about heroes and villains in the
bedroom, and two if you both consent it to then who cares? I think what you
like is between you and Midoriya…and now me.” Kirishima sighed.
“You’re the one who wanted to fucking know,” Katsuki snapped
“I was kidding! But just tell Midoriya how you feel and if you think you’ll
like it then try it,” Kirishima gave him a thumbs up.
Katsuki didn’t reply, he had somewhat of a point but talking to hair for brains
wouldn’t solve this he had to go directly to Deku.
They split ways at the school dorms, Kirishima went to shower but Katsuki went
directly to Deku’s room.
He took a breath and unlocked the door with his spare key.
It was still dark in the room, he could somewhat make out the All Might posters
on the wall through the filtered light peeking through the closed curtains.
He took off his shoes and closed the door behind him, unlike himself Deku was a
light sleeper so he stirred as soon as the door made any noise.
“You still asleep? It’s almost 6am,” Kastuki complained
Deku pulled the covers from his face and squinted at Katsuki, his hair was a
wild mess of bed head.
“Kacchan? What are you doing?” The other boy said groggily.
Katsuki didn’t say anything, he just laid on his back in the bed next to Deku.
He didn’t look at him because the little fuck was annoyingly cute when he was
sleepy.
Deki rolled over on his side to face Katsuki.
He could feel the green eyes staring him down and when he finally looked over
at Deku he could see the pink dusting his cheeks, he looked embarrassed.
“Are you still mad?” Deku said in a small voice.
Katsuki didn’t reply at first because he assumed Deku was the angry one since
Katsuki did kind of storm out.
“I thought you were, fucker,” Katsuki said quietly.
“I’m not mad, I was just worried I freaked you out…I didn’t mean to make you
uncomfortable. I should have asked before we started doing uh all that,” Deku
hid his embarrassed face in the pillow, his ears visibly red.
Instead of answering Katsuki acted, much like always.
He climbed on top of Deku and pinned his arms to the mattress against the
pillows while he stuttered, only struggling a little.
He held his wrists together with one hand and with the other hand he gripped
the column of Deku’s neck lightly, not trying to block his airway or anything.
“You like this?” Katsuki asked in a low voice.
Deku’s eyes were wide and his face had grown a deeper shade of red, making his
freckles stand out more.
The tank top he was wearing had ridden up his stomach, showing his taut scarred
stomach.
“You gonna fucking answer me?” He growled while Deku just stared at him.
He could hear his breath hitch while he nodded.
“Why?” he barked.
Deku’s hips lifted just a little, he was straining against Katsuki’s hold only
a little.
“I-it’s complicated…” Deku stammered.
Katsuki shook his head.
“Un-complicate it.”
Deku closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
“It’s embarrassing…” He whispered.
“I need to know because wanting this shit makes me feel bad like I’m hurting
you all over again,” Katsuki said through gritted teeth.
Deku turned his gaze towards Katsuki, his eyes softer.
“I don’t think that, Kacchan,” he said softly.
His face was still growing more and more red but he looked earnest.
“I like how strong you are, it’s a turn on and uh, um I like when you make me
feel smaller and weak. I know it’s doesn’t make sense because I want to be a
pro hero so why would I want to feel weak but…like this I do.”
“When you put those two together it translates to me wanting you to overpower
me, but only you and only like this.” He was practically on fire after
explaining it to Katsuki, his face was a deep crimson and he looked ashamed.
It was obviously difficult for him to explain.
“B-but if you feel uncomfortable you don’t ha-“ Katsuki cut him off with a
rough kiss.
He shoved his tongue in his mouth, licking the other boys tongue and tightened
his grip just a little, the resulting whine from Deku made his dick twitch.
He was grinding his hips up against katsuki’s and panting.
“We have class soon…” Deku mumbled against his mouth desperately.
Fuck, they did.
“You better make it quick,” Katsuki rasped.
Deku made a confused sound in the back of his throat.
Katsuki ignored him and let go of his hands so he could free their hardening
dicks from their pants, good thing he was wearing sweat pants and Deku had on
soft pajama pants.
He grabbed one of Deku’s wrists and spit in the palm of his hand.
Deku shuddered.
Then he wrapped it around both of their dicks. He guided Deku’s strokes for a
moment to set the pace before letting go. He leaned forward and used his free
hand to hold himself up while the other held on firmly to Deku’s throat just
under his jaw.
“If I hurt you, stop jerking us off,” Katsuki instructed harshly.
His stomach was in knots and he felt the heat melting through his veins as Deku
worked them with his hands; his own hips rocking in tandem.
“Kacchan…” Deku rasped, his eyes were heavily lidded and he was drooling ever
so slightly with spit gathering in the corners of his mouth.
Katsuki gripped harder, the tips of his fingers digging into the soft tissue
under Deku’s jaw. It was a rush to have Deku trust him so completely and to
want this, it was absolutely a huge fucking turn on, he wasn’t going to last
much longer.
Deku’s eyes closed and he panted, it was harder to breath with Katsuki gripping
even tighter as he felt his own orgasm rushing closer.
“Fuck, this is a good look for you.” Katsuki smirked.
Deku’s hair was a fucking mess, his face was red, and now spit was running from
the corner of his mouth. It was a look Katuski planned to commit to memory for
future use when he was alone.
Deku gripped harder as he continued to jerk them at a steady pace, precum
coating their dicks now. Katsuki groaned, it felt so fucking good.
He wanted to skip class and fuck him all day, the noises coming from Deku
wasn’t helping his case.
 Katsuki gripped tighter and Deku arched his back just slightly, he was almost
gasping for air which worried Katsuki just a little until he looked down and
saw white strings of cum coating Deku’s stomach.
He let go immediately and Deku panted for air, whining as he shifted his hand
so it was only jerking katsuki.
It only took a few more strokes and Katsuki was also coming hard, rutting his
hips into Deku’s hands.
They both stilled, and the room was only filled with the sounds of their heavy
breathing, it was still a little dark with the closed curtains but the sun was
brighter outside now.
“Did you go for a run?” Deku cleared his throat as he wrapped his hands around
Katsuki’s waist and tucked his hands under his hoodie.
“Ah fuck, I didn’t plan this, sorry if I’m rank,” Katsuki groaned sniffing his
arm pit.
Deku huffed a laugh and lifted himself up so he could kiss him.
“I like the way your sweat smells, it’s very metallic but sweet kinda like
gasoline.” Deku muttered.
“That’s fucking weirder than the choking thing,” Katsuki groaned with a small
smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.
“It reminds me of when we had sleep overs as kids, you’re bed smelled like that
and it was comforting,” Deku smiled.
An alarm went off before Katsuki thought of a reply and Deku groaned as he
turned it off.
“We have 45 minutes before class.”
Katsuki got up and Deku followed so they could clean off before they headed to
the showers.
“I guess I’ll see you in class, I’m fucking gross and I need to get clothes
from my room,” Katsuki kissed Deku softly for a moment before leaving out the
door.
“Wait, can I come to your room later this evening?” Deku called as Katsuki
started down the hallway.
He grinned as he looked at Deku.
“Hell yea, I want see what other kinky shit you got planned,” katsuki barked a
laugh as he turned in the direction of his room.
He glanced back and was grateful he did because the blush on Deku’s face was
priceless.
It amazed Katsuki how shy and bashful the kid came across as but deep down he
was a dirty mother fucker.
Katsuki loved every minute of it.
End Notes
     I made this a series because I do have more one shots planned that
     revolves around their relationship so you can read them out of order
     it doesnt matter bc i wrote it out of order but the next one is in
     midoriyas point of view and will feature a lot more of 1A also please
     note kirishima is one of my favorites he's so sweet and so funny
     again tagged underage bc they're in highschool
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