Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/13279725. 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: Kirishima_Eijirou_&_Toyomitsu_Taishirou_|_Fat_Gum, Kirishima_Eijirou/ Toyomitsu_Taishirou_|_Fat_Gum Character: Kirishima_Eijirou, Toyomitsu_Taishirou_|_Fat_Gum Additional Tags: Dirty_Talk, Dry_Humping, Aphrodisiacs, Kink_Meme, Age_Difference Stats: Published: 2018-01-05 Words: 5818 ****** Strawberries & Peaches Always Taste Good Together (even better with cream) ****** by ScarletMayhem Summary For the bnha kink meme   Fatgum gets hit with a quirk that makes you extremely lustful towards the person you last touched. Well the last person he was around was his subordinate Red Riot. The quirk will pass in 3 days so Fatgum calls in sick. After hearing Fatgum was sick and staying home, Kirishima gets worried enough to stop by to nurse him back to health. Little did Red know he was going to fall further down his somewhat small crush on his mentor. Notes This is my first time writing smut in depth so I hope you enjoy. See the end of the work for more notes Fatgum has never been more screwed in his life as he is right now. He got careless during a mission and got hit with a troublesome quirk while trying to apprehend the criminal. When he brought it up with the doctor, the doctor in turn told him that the one possessing the quirk somehow managed to get it in his system by the small scratch on his neck that he got from the struggle. It took such a toll on his body that he lost his fat and was retained to stay in his fit form for the remainder of the quirk. It’s funny how something so simple can make his body this weak. The quirk's effect should only last for three days but the doctor told him to rest a week or so just in case, that shouldn’t be so bad right? Well Fatgum could not have been more wrong. This quirk was the worst he's ever been hit with, at least at this very moment in time he thinks. A damn lust quirk. And to top it off, in order to make the next three days easier on him, even just a little, the last person he touched before getting hit with the quirk has to help him through it. Seeing as all angels decided to abandoned him, the last person he touched was the person he tried to save. Red Riot. His endearing subordinate. Fatgum is cursing every god that is out there and not even afraid of being struck by lightning. Instead of digging himself a bigger grave, he called in sick, said that he was feeling unwell and wanted to stay home. He never really liedabout being sick, just never gave the whole truth. More than anything he wanted to keep this on the down low so he asked the doctor to keep it just between them. He was just gonna stay home and sweat it out and hope for the best. "This should be easy. Everythin’ will work out in the end." he says smiling when Fatgum knows he's lying to himself. He is so screwed.                   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  "What do you mean he called in sick?!" Kirishima's voiced raised higher than normal and the papers he was handling nearly flew everywhere. "Hey careful there Red. Like I said, Fatgum said he wasn’t feeling well and called in the next week off. In the meantime he put someone else in charge." says a receptionist of the agency. "If you're so worried about him why don't you take the week off also and go take care of him. Besides your 18th birthday is coming up right? Fatgum told me he wanted to throw you a surprise party but seeing he can't do that, just go spend your birthday with him.’’ "You sure he won't mind?" Kirishima doesn’t want to get his hopes up but he would want more than anything to spend his birthday with just him and Fatgum. All the games they would play, the things Fatgum would make especially for him on his birthday, maybe get to sleep in the same bed and- okay going a little far there but that isn't the point. "Yeah I'm sure he wouldn't mind. Just in case though, why don’t you cook dinner and bring the cake, since he’s going to be in bed for a while. I can give you some recipes if you would like." "Yes that would be great sir! Thanks!" Kirishima had the biggest smile on his face. This was going to be the best birthday week ever.                    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  "Okay! I seem to have packed everything I'll need." Kirishima mentally pats himself on the back as he grabs his duffel bag full of clothes and backpack full of things he'll need for the stay over. He was so excited that he checked everything three times before heading out the door and over to Fatgum’s place. Kirishima even got a few tips from all those times his mom took care of him when he was younger. He was going to do his best to take care of his mentor and maybe he'll be able to eat that special cake that he was never able to find anywhere, and never got around to asking Fatgum where he got it, and have a nice birthday. Since he was on break from school, Kirishima didn’t tell anyone where he was going. He didn’t even want to think of how it will turn out telling the guys he was staying over at Fatgum’s place for a while. Not gonna go through like the last time he told Kaminari and Mina. Nope. Not today or ever again please. He rarely got to spend time alone with Fat, but when he did, it was always such a nostalgic feeling. Kirishima couldn't help the butterflies he felt when being around his dearest mentor. Some days he was a bit more selfish in his own mind. He didn't understand very much why he was having these feelings but, he wished Fatgum would be closer to him, pay mind to him alone, hold him like he's something small and fragile. Kirishima wouldn't mind feeling that way with Fat. But it was nothing more than a small crush so he’ll push those feelings aside. Even though he made up his mind to bury those feelings down, they grew bit by bit.                    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kirishima arrived at Fatgum's place, where he only has been a few times, and knocked loudly on the door. "Fatgum sir, it's me Kirishima. I heard you were sick and I wanted to help you feel better, so can I come in?" No answer. Kirishima looked around to see if anybody knew if he was home but he guesses that Fatgum likes his privacy since his apartment building and every other one weren't that close together. What Kirishima does find out is that Fat's door is unlocked. He could just let himself in right? Since Fatgum is sick, there's a chance he didn't even hear Kirishima knock on the door. "I'll just let myself in and put the groceries I don't need away." Kirishima whispers to himself as he quietly walks in the big roomy place. Everything was huge! Of course it had to be, have you seen the man, standing over eight feet tall. Kirishima could never get use to how big it was, the way everything just screamed Fatgum lived here. Everything was big but it had the feeling that anyone can stay here. The sweet welcoming atmosphere was nice and warm. Taking one last look of the surrounding area, he headed to the kitchen to start cooking that yummy get well soup that his mom use to make him. An old family recipe that was guaranteed to work and have the person up and walking again. Kirishima probably should have let Fat know he was here, but what’s a better way to lift someone's mood than by a sweet surprise. Kirishima chopped, dashed, stirred, and let simmer everything in the soup. He made some tea and gathered what he needed to serve the delicious meal he made. He sets everything up and walks up the stairs to Fatgum’s room. He gets closer to Fat’s door with a dopey smile on his face, and that’s when he hears it. Soft whimpers and moans and little curses here and there. Is Fatgum in pain?Kirishima thought. He felt so bad and wanted to help his mentor anyway he can, so he set the food aside, laying it on the small table outside the door, and walked in slowly. “Sorry sir, is everything alrig-” and that’s when Kirishima saw something he never thought he would. Fatgum was lying on his bed, with his oversized hoodie open, sweat glistening off his chest, and to knock it off, his hand rubbing himself through the dark orange boxers and him biting his lips to hold in the honeyed like whimpers from falling out of his mouth and turning into desperate moans. Standing there frozen in place, Kirishima didn’t know if he was supposed to be seeing this, but his member gave a small twitch at the sight before him so his head became cloudy and unclear. Fatgum didn’t seem to notice since his eyes were slightly hooded as he moved his hand up and down his chest. The other hand grabbing his, from what Kirishima could tell, perfectly shaped and massive shaft, was sliding up and down from the tip and down to where his testicles laid under the barrier of his boxers. His legs spread and his hips make small stutters against his hand. Kirishima could see the wet spot forming on the front of the boxers and couldn’t help the needy whimper and lick of his bottom lip. Fatgum took notice then since all his movements and sounds came to a halt. Look of surprise and worry on his face seemed to tell Kirishima that he wasn’t supposed to be here, but he so desperately wanted to be. It was like something was pulling him and he couldn't help but let it. Fatgum quickly grabbed the pillow beside him and covered the front of himself, although there was no way hiding the simmering blush on his face. “Red what are you doin’ ‘ere?” Fatgum says in a panicked rushed voice. Didn’t he tell the agency he didn’t want visitors? And the one person he was trying to stay away from just so happens to be here looking so...so...tempting. “You shouldn’t be ‘ere kid. Go home.” Fatgum didn’t mean for his voice to crack on the last syllable but it did and now he really doesn’t want to look Kirishima in the face. The burning, lustful, ache was getting worse with him near and if he stays, Fatgum doesn’t know what he’ll do. But at this very moment, just having Kirishima looking the way he does makes him look so alluring in his eyes. What is going on? This cannot be happening. “I...I just came here to nurse you back to health. I um..didn’t know this was why you called in sick sir.” Kirishima could not look away from the sight that was before him. He knows he should leave, he knows he should, but he can’t, not with Fat devouring him with his eyes, whether he knows it or not. The heat in that gaze was burning his body in all the right ways. Even that feeling he had was intensified. “Red, go home. I don't..don't want you to see me like this.” Fatgum was trying so hard not to make noise or any movements, but with Red close by he can't help it. It feels good. The sweet line of temptation just ready to be crossed. “Sir...let me help.” What was Kirishima saying? Did those words just really come out of his mouth? He couldn’t help it his mind was reeling from seeing Fat in this state. Kirishima looked determined, but you couldn't tell by the way his face was as red as a ruby and how he kept nibbling his bottom lip. “I...I don’t have a lot of experience but, I want to be able to help you in anyway I can so-” “What are you sayin’ Red? Do you even know? Kirishima go home.” Fatgum didn't want to be harsh with him but if he didn't get him to go home he felt like he would lose control. It was frustrating trying to contain himself from finishing. God just a little more. Fatgum wanted it, oh he wanted it so badly, but they work together and Red is  interning with him, not to mention he’s underage. It would be wrong, so very wrong. It doesn’t matter if he noticed the way Red would hold himself as he walked by, how he looked so seductive with his hips swaying the way they did, the way he smelled so nice whenever he would lean over his desk with that bright charming smile of his. He wasn’t going to let Kirishima help him in anyway with this. Fatgum has got to find a way to tell him to go home. Yes, he’ll just tell him he was going to be this way for only three days, that’s what he’ll d-. “Please sir. Let me help you.” The smoky like voice that surrounded those words was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Fatgum gave into temptation and let some of his desire show. It should be okay if they don’t go all the way right? Just enough to relieve some of the pressure. “Red.” The heat Fatgum felt kept consuming him and he wanted it extinguished. He wasn’t going to cross the line “Completely” just enough to settle the burning in his gut. Fatgum reached out his hand and in a husky voice said “Come.” and moved the pillow covering himself away. Kirishima came closer and slowly placed his hand onto the one that was beckoning him. Once his hand was placed on top of the larger one, Fatgum yanked and pulled Kirishima on top to straddle his hips as if he was a ragdoll. The sensation of Kirishima’s touch felt heavenly. Fatgum’s hands immediately went to Kirishima’s hips and moved them slowly up his sides caressing softly as if to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating. Fatgum moved his hands from Kirishima’s sides and gently down his chest and wrapping them around his thighs. He took no time to get things going. He tightened his grip on Kirishima’s thighs and started moving Kirishima’s hips against his own. Steadily adjusting Kirishima to the pace. Fuck he felt good, and he smelled nice. The delicious whimpers escaping Kirishima made Fatgum move his hips up against him a bit harsher. The sweet friction sending sparks up his spine. “Fat, sir.”  Kirishima moved his hips along with Fatgum’s hands. Them both creating a pleasurable movement together. Fatgum started off slow but Kirishima started moving his hips just a little bit faster. The rough fabric of his jeans rubbed against his now semi-hard cock in a annoyingly sweet way. He wanted to get them off but by the way Fat was gripping him, he knew that wasn’t gonna happen any time soon. But he couldn’t find it in him to care too much about it. Kirishima laid his hands on top of Fatgum’s shoulders, squeezing slightly, setting up a good pace along with him. Kirishima slid his hands down Fatgum’s chest. Feeling his sweat glistened skin, feeling his goosebumps, and not missing a beat when he heard Fatgum’s breath hitch.   He felt so small when Fatgum wrapped his arms around him and pulled him even closer. Fatgum pushed his face closer to Kirishima and bumped their noses together. Looking at Kirishima’s pupils grow bigger with eagerness and Fatgum knows the red head can see his eyes the same way. Their lips close and urging for a taste. Kirishima parted his lips slightly breathing uneven breaths and licked his bottom lip to gloss it over making it look more edible. He wanted to look good for Fat, wanted Fat to crave him. And he did. Fatgum couldn't look away. He was memorized. How he so badly wanted to sample the palatable looking lips. He cautiously closed the distance between them, leaning his forehead against Kirishima’s. Fatgum moved his lips to the corner of Kirishima’s mouth to test the waters. Slow and Sensual. Kirishima turned his head to meet with Fatgum’s lips and kisses him full and nervously. He really can’t believe this is happening. Kirishima was kissing Fatgum and being touched by him in all the right ways. Fatgum licked Kirishima’s lips for an opening and was granted access, the taste was so consuming and the soft moan Kirishima gave was refreshing. He nipped his bottom lip making them plump and bruised as if Kirishima was wearing blood red lipstick. Fatgum’s tongue was even big and practically filled his mouth when he buried it deep inside, tasting him, claiming him. It felt incredible. Fatgum loved the taste of the younger man. He licked every inch inside, swallowing the groans and whimpers escaping from the redhead. Almost consuming him. Kirishima loved it. The thick tongue of his mentor practically fucking the inside of his mouth. It felt so good his eyes slightly rolled to the back of his head. His body was becoming strange. He couldn't stop to think even for a second. Everything was just so hot~.His body was just going on Instinct at this point. So when he started to suck on Fatgum’s tongue, Kirishima could have sworn Fat got bigger. Kirishima felt himself growing bigger just by Fatgum assaulting him with just his mouth and leaving no time to breathe. Fatgum was on cloud nine when Red started sucking on his tongue. The noises alone could send him over. That voice in his head kept telling him everything was going too fast, but he was feeling too good to listen to reason. They continued to ravish each other's lips and mouths, getting higher on the taste and noises they were swapping. Just tasting Little Red was freaking mind blowing. Once they parted for air, Kirishima felt the drool drip down his mouth and under his chin. There was so much of it and he probably should have felt gross but, he felt so right, this felt right. Kirishima’s hips moved along the rhythm Fatgum had set for the both of them after their tasteful makeout session. He could feel his cock leak with precum and drowning his boxers in his own juices. If he was dripping this much he wonders how much more Fat is dripping. To see Fatgum’s member look like it was overflowing with white did wonders to Kirishima’s body, making him feel that twitch in the barriers of his jeans. He wonders what he would taste like, the musk of Fatgum invading his senses and hitting the back of his throat. Thinking this Kirishima slammed his hips harder against Fatgum feeling his member even through his oh so restricting jeans. Fatgum buried his face in his shoulder and bites slightly earning a mewl from Kirishima. Fatgum rubs his hands up and down Kirishima’s clothed covered back pushing him closer to him. He then moves his hands down to caress Kirishima’s cheeks through his jeans squeezing the perfectly shaped orbs and playing with the crease of his pants, teasingly rubbing his hole through the barrier of his jeans. “Red. You feel so good.” Fatgum whispered sweet nothings in Kirishima’s ear, making the redhead whimper in delight. Kirishima felt every breath, every movement, every word Fatgum was inserting over his body. Inside and out. It was all becoming too much and he started to feel that warmth in the depth of his gut. More. More. Please I want more! Kirishima had apparently said his pleas aloud because next he knew Fatgum started moving faster, his grip on Kirishima’s ass tightening. The larger man nuzzled his face into the redhead’s shoulder with heavy panting near his ear and bit hard, squeezing him much more closer to him with one arm around his back and the other gripping his hair a little too harsh. It sent such delightful pain and pleasure throughout Kirishima’s body and it was all too much at once sending him over the edge. He couldn’t stop writhing from his intense high. The addicting sounds Kirishima was weeping and the way his body quivered from the intensity was just what Fatgum needed to finish. The absolute bliss it brought him. After his intense high Kirishima slumped against Fatgum, still a little out of it. He felt amazing. So amazing in fact that his eyes were slowly falling asleep even against his will. He wanted to stay up a little longer to help Fat. To have more of Fat. But his body was betraying his mind. It was also a little uncomfortable to have cum sticking against him and his boxers so he really needed to do something about that. Fatgum soothed Kirishima and rubbed him gently on his back. That fever overtaking his body and been settled for now. Did it also affect the last person to be touch to crave the same thing? How exactly did this thing work? It doesn't matter right now anyways. Fatgum gently laid Kirishima down on the side of the bed. “I'll be back. Just ‘ave’ta grab a few things.” He gets off his bed and tries to ground himself before heading to the bathroom to get what he needed. He washed himself off first, the soft touch of the washcloth to his little bit sensitive member felt nice. He made sure he got a spare after he was done and headed back into the bedroom. Kirishima had his eyes closed when Fatgum was by his side again. “Kirishima. Wake up so you can wash yourself.” He only received mumbling in return and then a soft whisper “Do it for me?” What was the kid asking him? That's going into dangerous waters. He couldn't do it, no, he would have to find some way to wake Red up and let him do it himself. Yes that is what he'll do. It didn't matter what happened a few moments ago, that was just the heat of the moment. He was not going to go any farther than that. So, why the hell was his hand pulling Red’s shirt up and over his head? Why did he start to unbuttoned his jeans and sliding them and his boxers down as if it was nothing? It was like his body was moving on instinct and he didn't know how to control it. Right in front of him was Red covered in sweat and his own cum. So mouthwatering. It has to be done he thought to himself. Kirishima asked him to. He was returning the favor so it was okay. After he was done having an inner battle with himself, Fatgum grabbed the warm cloth and started to tenderly wash Kirishima off. He moved the cloth up and down his inner thighs at first, washing away and trace of cum off of him. The movements of his hand making Kirishima hum in delight. He continued to move slowly up Kirishima’s well toned thighs, getting him as clean as he could. It wasn't until Fatgum’s hand moved up closer to Kirishima’s manhood and saw it was already half hard again that he knew he was losing this battle. His heart was racing but that didn't stop his hand from finishing his task. He tried to pay no mind to it but there would be no point, he would have to clean thatto. Fatgum got closer each time he went up, loving the look of the body that laid before him. He wanted to feel more, taste more, he wanted to cross that line and never see it again. This was absolute torture. He could not turn away.   He moved his hands right where hip met thigh taking hold and gently slides his thumbs a few inches closer to Kirishima’s cock. Fatgum then leaned his head down slowly, licking his lips, and kissed the head of Kirishima’s length. Nothing but a stir from Kirishima. Did he seriously fall asleep? There it was again, that burning blaze in his gut was back and with a vengeance. Fatgum felt like he was losing his mind. And here Red was sleeping soundly and unknowingly welcoming danger. Fatgum rubbed his once again hard cock through the new bottoms he had put on. It wasn’t enough so he reached his hand down and pulled his member out and started stroking slow to see if that would satisfy his craving. He tucked the hem of his bottoms under his testicles and moved his hand faster along with his hips, chasing release but it getting further and further away. He continuously bucked into his own hand  watching Red’s sleeping form. It wasn’t until Kirishima unconsciously spread his legs open just a little that sent that pleasure tower forming in Fatgum’s gut over the edge. He came with a loud grunt and his come painting Kirishima’s body in dirty white spunk. There was so much that some of it hit Red’s face. He looked absolutely breathtaking being covered like that. Fatgum can’t fight himself anymore, his will was getting weaker and weaker every minute Kirishima was here. He has to somehow get him to go home. “Aren’t you going to continue?”Kirishima is looking up at Fatgum with greed and curiosity in his eyes. Was he awake this whole time? Fatgum snapped. He grabbed Kirishima by his hips and yanked him closer to his groin. “Is this what you want Red?” he says in a gruff voice as he pins Kirishima’s legs close together. “If yer don’t tell me to stop I don’t know what I’ll do.” Fatgum needs reassurance from Kirishima. He doesn’t care if he felt like he was going to explode, he wasn’t going to hurt someone like that. It didn’t matter if he found Kirishima prepossessing even before all this started, but he needed to be the adult even if it was killing him. The silence grew more deafening as the seconds ticked by, almost becoming unbearable. Fatgum was unable to read the look on Kirishima’s face, but if he had to put a label on it it would be close to blank confusion. But then Kirishima reached out his hands embracing his face with a hesitant smile on his. “I want this more than anything sir. I want to be of use to you because I-I like...you.” Kirishima curls his hands back to himself, clutching them to his chest and squeezing his eyes shut in embarrassment. Guess that’s all Fatgum needed to hear, next they both knew he was flipping Kirishima over and raising him on his knees. Fatgum lifts his hips upwards as if he’d weighed nothing more than a small bag of feathers. He covered Kirishima’s body with his own burly one, pinning both of Kirishima’s hands down over his head with his own longer and larger one, already touching skin to skin and not leaving much to imagination. He laved the inside of dear Red’s ear making him sway his hips side to side, urging for Fat to lose even more of his sense of control. Heavy pants becoming whimpers and gasps when he has his legs spread wide by a immense hand. Another releases his small hands and guides two fingers it’s way to his lips and does not wait for permission for access. The two fingers filled his mouth and explore so deep inside. Kirishima licked and suck and soaked Fat’s fingers as best he could all the while Fat was continuing to ravish and invade his mouth, making him nearly choke on his spit and feel tight burning sensations. He welcomed them. “Yer bein’ such a good boy Red. Do you like it when I touch you like this?” Fatgum moved his hand up and down the inside of Kirishima’s thighs, being inches away from his painful leaking cock, getting close to it but not touching and it was agonizing. His groans became louder, becoming into silent begging. “You been such a good boy Red I think I’mma give ya a reward.” With those tempting words leaving his lips Fatgum takes the hand rubbing Kirishima’s thighs and finallygrabs his dick and starts stroking in long slow motions. It felt so intoxicatedly good, Fat practically covered his erection with just one hand alone. Oh god he was losing himself. Chasing the sweet satisfying feeling of release. Fat then took his spit soaked fingers and slid them down his crack and around his puckered hole making circles and enjoying the feeling of it fluttering. He stopped momentarily and reached over Kirishima to his nightstand drawer to grab some lube.   “I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you like this, begging, all I just want to lock you up and fuck you.” Fatgum squeezed a good amount on his fingers and rubbed the cool gel in his hand to warm it. “I’m going to mark you as mine tonight. Would you like that Red?” Kirishima was being as submissive as possible because he wanted to help Fat and be good for him. But it wouldn't hurt to admit he loved being praised by Fat and it felt incredibly awesome. It had never crossed his mind that things would end up here when he came over but he’s glad they did. Kirishima felt Fat spread one of his ass cheeks and rub one slick covered finger around his hole, massaging it to relax. Fat’s thick long finger started to slip inside as slow as his out of control lust haze would let him. Kirishima tensed but relaxed as best he could. This was all new to him. He's never been with anyone and he never thought about using his fingers there.It felt strange. “You look so beautiful like this.” Fatgum’s voice rumbled low and made Kirishima’s body tremble in delight. “Do you realize what you’re doin’ to me Little Red?” Kirishima felt Fat go deeper while moving in and out, twisting his finger and rubbing inside. It was still strange but it kinda felt good. He then felt his entire body jolt with a surprise of pleasure when Fat hit a spot deep inside of him. Kirishima choked on his breath when Fat kept finger fucking him with abandon with only one finger, and then he eased in another, two of them feeling like a normal sized cock. It was turning his head into mush. Kirishima pushed his hips back onto Fat’s fingers and now loving the feeling of being filled. Two became three and then four, Fat feeling his hole squeeze around his fingers and him getting high off the thought of soon feeling it around his shaft. Fatgum then pulled his fingers out and enjoyed the view of Kirishima’s hole fluttering for it to be filled again. He grabbed the lube and drowned his cock in it rubbing it in to spread it over every inch. He was going to make this as easy for Red as he could. He grabbed Kirishima’s ass cheeks and spread them as wide as they could and started to enter slowly. Kirishima was still a little tight but he was greedily sucking him in. Fat got the head past his rim and settled for just a minute, letting Red get use to the feeling. Fat then heard keening from Kirishima and felt his body spasm. Kirishima came from just having his head enter him and his hole loosened so Fat took his chance and plunged deeper inside as far as he was allowed. He was fully seated inside Kirishima and relished in the tight wet heat surrounding him. Heavy breathing from them both. They stayed stilled to get use to the feeling of this happening. Kirishima caught whatever breath he could but it was easier said than done. He could feel Fatgum so deep inside of him that he felt pregnant with Fat’s hardness. They were both being consume in lust that neither one spoke, just felt one another. Fatgum then slid out until only his head was inside and then thrusted in slow. He would go in and out slowly as possible, at first. He harshly grabbed Red’s hips and slamed in harder the next time he entered, knocking Kirishima’s breath right out of him. The wanton moans falling from Kirishima made Fat go faster and harder Kirishima couldn’t take the assault on his prostate and couldn’t stop spraying come all over his stomach. He was obsessed being filled and fucked by Fatgum. Red couldn’t stop the words falling out of his mouth. Lots of “Don’t stop.” and “Fill me up.”  and Fatgum’s favorite “Fuck me like you own me.”The intensity of Fatgum’s thrust was making the bed itself bang against the wall. “You’re takin’ me in so well Red. You feel incredible wrapped around me.” Fatgum pulled out and flipped Kirishima over and rammed right back in. Kirishima wrapped his legs around Fatgum as he met him with each thrust, arching his back so Fat can go in deeper. Despite his size, he was taking in Fatgum in so well. Fat sucked and nibbled on Kirishima’s neck while twisting his numbs between his thumb and forefinger. He pounded harder and Red’s body began to convulse and he arched his back even more. It was all too much. Fat lifted Kirishima’s body and held him close to his chest as he slammed into him one last time, filling him to the brim with his hot seed. Neither one could process a coherent thought. Living in sweet ecstasy.                   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Three days pass~   Kirishima was completely used. He was covered in Fatgum’s and his own come. Over his body and it spilling out like a waterfall. Three days. Three days of nothing but intense fucking and pleasuring each other anyway they could. It went from Fatgum screwing Kirishima senseless to having Fat suck him off all the while watching Fatgum have a specially made dildo vibrating inside himself. Fatgum carried Kirishima’s limp body to the bathroom and washed him off before seating them both in the large bathtub filled with nice warm water. Both feeling like they could finally breathe easy and relax. Red leaned against Fat and enjoyed feeling Fatgum’s soft chubby body. Once three days were over, some of Fatgum’s fatness returned. They’ll rest for a day but first Fatgum has to let Little Red know his feelings. That is going to hard but he has to. “Kirishima.” Fat rubbed his hand up and down Kirishima’s chest, Kirishima looking up to by the sound of his name. “Stay here with me.” Kirishima’s face lite up in sparkles hearing those words fall from Fatgum’s lips.   “Really?! I can!?” Kirishima looked unbelievably adorable. “Of course!” Fatgum hugged Red closer to him. He was never going to forget this.                   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Happy Birthday Red!” The jovial man held a white creamed cake with strawberries surrounding it on the bottom, filled with strawberries on top and peaches on top of them, and on top more strawberries. It was the same cake Fatgum brought to the office for Kirishima’s birthday. “I didn’t know you made this!” Kirishima says in a gleeful tone. “Well yeah. I wanted ya to have a good cake for your birthday.” Fatgum put down the cake and pulled Kirishima’s chair closer to his. He scoops up a spoonful of the cake and began to feed it to Red. Fatgum wiped off the extra cream of the corner of his lips and licked his finger clean. “All mine.” Fatgum says with a devilish smirk.   End Notes So~ what did ya think? I welcome all criticism with an open mind. Don't forget to leave Kudos and/or comment down below~ Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!