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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/Kirishima_Eijirou
  Character:
      Kirishima_Eijirou, Bakugou_Katsuki
  Additional Tags:
      Mutual_Masturbation, Blow_Jobs, Hand_Jobs, Mutual_Hand_jobs, Shower_Sex,
      Hair-pulling, Love_Bites, Hickeys, Biting, Smut
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-13 Words: 1322
****** Shower Time ******
by BluKrown
Summary
     Just two guys, in the shower, helping each other out.
Notes
     - this was requested by an anonymous user on tumblr -
See the end of the work for more notes
Groans and huffs could be heard from one of the running shower stalls. Within,
two heroes-in-training were entwined into each other, Kirishima’s hands holding
tightly onto Bakugo’s waist, while the other boy’s hands combed through the red
head’s wet and flat hair.
The water from the shower head poured over the two teens, their lips pressing
viciously onto each other’s, occasionally Kirishima’s sharp teeth would
accidently nip the other’s lip, causing the victim to swear, however not
phasing him or stop him from continuing.
Kirishima pressed Bakugo to the back of the shower stall, his fingers moving
fast down the other’s front towards Bakugo’s crotch, his fingers taking a soft
grip on the other’s cock.
Bakugo let out a muffled groan, causing Kirishima to smirk mischievously as he
lowered himself down onto his knees. Bakugo giving a soft smirk, Kirishima
never usually felt generous enough to give him head, but he supposed it was his
lucky day.
For a moment, Kirishima’s mouth hovered the other’s cock, not yet touching him
with his mouth, as if teasing him. His hands doing soft and teasing strokes,
until Bakugo had enough. “Dammit, just do it, bastard.” He ordered, getting
rather annoyed.
Kirishima obeyed, his lips enclosed around Bakugo’s cock, cautious of his
rather sharp teeth. Soft huffs and grunts coming from the recipient, his eyes
shut tight, his hands coming to comb around the straight and wet hair on
Kirishima’s head.
“Kiri . . .” Bakugo half uttered the other’s name before he shut his mouth to
hide a groan. His own sharp teeth bitting his bottom lip.
Kirishima engulfed the boy’s cock in his mouth, reaching past his tongue and
down his throat. He felt his throat straining under the girth as he held back
from gagging. His tongue licking along the length as he pressed and pulled back
on the other’s cock.
Although he could continue until Bakugo came, but he felt that wouldn’t be much
fun on his own point.
He pulled Bakugo out of his mouth, his tongue licking his lips as  Kirishima
looked up and grinned a toothy smile.
“Dude, you’re not gonna give in yet are you?” His hand showing no mercy as he
stroked the other’s length.
Bakugo swore under his breath, not retorting back, only tugging a bit more
harshly on Kirishima’s hair.
Kirishima then stood up, leaving Bakugo erect and pulsating. Pressing harsh
kisses onto the other’s lips, Kirishima’s hands slid to the two cocks, both
fully erect and needing attention.
Bakugo tried to keep a tough act as he leaned to kiss Kirishima, ignoring the
slight taste of his own cock in Kirishima’s mouth.
Bakugo pulled his lips from Kirishima’s, causing the boy to let out a slight
groan from the loss of contact as Bakugo leaned back only to bite onto
Kirishima’s lip, his sharp teeth not piercing the soft skin, and yet causing a
sharp intake from the recipient.
Kirishima didn’t give in however, as he moved on of his hands down to their
crotches, however, Kirishima took hold of both his and Bakugo’s cocks,
beginning to pump them slowly.
Bakugo could feel the water from the shower pouring over his cock, as well as
Kirishima’s hand and cock moving on him. He clenched his teeth, he head raising
up to look at the roof, although his eyes were closed shut, and his mouth open.
“I’m gonna . . . I’m gonna  . . . Kirishima . . .” Bakugo groaned, his eyes
scrunched in uncomfortable pleasure. He strained his eyes, water covering his
face and pouring onto his eyelashes, making him unable to see Kirishima.
Kirishima grit his own sharp teeth, trying not to react to the whining moans of
the boy in front of him. His fingers fastening it’s pace and his forehead
leaning to press on the other’s. Bakugo’s mouth was wide open, being easy prey
for Kirishima, as he pressed his tongue into the boy’s mouth, taunting and
playing mischief with Bakugo’s weak tongue. Kirishima pressed his lips to the
other boy’s, his free hand holding onto the tile wall, keeping himself stable.
However, both boy’s legs were weak, strained against the pleasure and for how
long they had been in the stall, their skin beginning to prune, their
fingertips being the first to play victim to it.
Bakugo’s legs gave way, and he slipped onto the tiled floor, his cock straining
from the sudden loss of Kirishima’s hand. Kirishima gave a small laugh as he
followed and sat himself down.
“You know I’d be easier just to fuck, you know?” His hand stroking past his
companion’s cock, however he felt his hand get slapped away.
“Don’t think for a second you can, dickhead.” Bakugo giving a matching look,
although his pink cheeks and a line of drool from his lips and flowing down his
chin told him otherwise. “Not today anyway.” He muttered.
Kirishima let out a sigh, knowing he shouldn’t push it, it only would end with
Bakugo and himself leaving with sad and disappointed hard ons.
“Fine.” He responded. Approaching the other, kneeling in front of the blonde.
“Don’t complain later that you wanted it the other way.”
“Asshole! As if I would-“ Bakugo’s outburst was interrupted by lips kissing
him.
Kirishima’s hand returned to their crotches, teasing Bakugo’s tip for a moment,
only to stop by a vicious nip on his tongue telling him to get on with it.
Kirishima took his hand around both his own and Bakugo’s lengths, beginning to
stroke the two together, their cocks also receiving friction from them being
pressed together.
Kirishima then felt another hand, which wasn’t his own, join him. Kirishima
looked to his partner, a furiously focused look on Bakugo’s face, although his
mouth was slightly open.
The red head let out a small chuckle, kissing the blonde’s jawline, his tongue
and teeth caressing the skin before they found the perfect spot at the corner
of his jaw, before his ear. He continued to tease the skin, hearing approving
noises from Bakugo. Kirishima himself began to groan, feeling himself approach
his limit.
His mouth took hold of the skin he selected, his teeth carefully nipping the
skin and sucking the skin ciricled by his lips. He felt a grunt from his peer,
although no refusal.
Bakugo’s forehead then leaned onto Kirishima’s shoulder, not being able to
sense gravity as his fingers intertwined around Kirishima’s, both on his free
hand and the ones wrapped around their cocks.
Kirishima let out a groan at the slight squeeze of his cock on the
circumference of the two hand’s grip.
“Kiri . . . Kirishima . . .” Bakugo restrained a groan as Kirishima’s lips left
the inflicted hickey wound and landed on a spot lower down at the nap of his
neck.
“Y-Yeah?” Kirishima responded with a rasp, his voice humming against Bakugo’s
skin.
“I’m  . . . I’m about to cum  . . . So don’t you dare not cum too.” He felt
Bakugo’s nose perch in Kirishima’s nap, and his eyelashes closing.
Bakugo tried not to take too harsh of breaths, being now surrounded by scents
of Kirishima’s smell and the hint a soap.
“As if I would dare.” Kirishima chuckled, his lips kissing Bakugo’s skin.
Almost letting out a wince as he reached it. “Bakugo . . . I’m cumming.”
Only a grunt came in response as he felt his partner spasm slightly within his
fingers and a small utterance of, “Kiri.” Slipped out of Bakugo’s mouth, not
seeming to finish the last two syllables.
The two boys felt themselves release, cumming nearly at the same time.
Kirishima groaned, biting down on the skin of Bakugo’s nape, causing a
frustrated yelp accompanying the groan as the white substance dripped down the
two boy’s fronts.
For a few moments, there was a silence, only filled with the sound of the
shower head.
Kirishima pulled his head away from Bakugo’s neck, to see the punctured skin he
had bitten into as he ejaculated.
“Shit . . .” Kirishima muttered. He was going to get into deep trouble for
this.
End Notes
     It was pretty satisfying to write a sub Bakugo . . . I might do this
     again actually!
     To send your own request, you can contact me on tumblr and twitter
     @BluKrown
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