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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
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Sleepovers, Wet_Dream, Kirishima's_thirsty_even_in_his_sleep,
      Grinding, Somnophilia, Mildly_Dubious_Consent, Bottom_Kirishima_Eijirou,
      Bottom_Kirishima, even_in_his_sleep_he's_a_bottom, Top_Bakugou_Katsuki
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-16 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1266
****** Wet Dream Sleepover ******
by asiankittee
Summary
     Bakugou's trying to sleep but Kirishima won't shut up.
Notes
     Read a prompt that basically said "person A and person B are having a
     sleepover, and person A ends up having a wet dream" and that spoke to
     me.
See the end of the work for more notes
This had been the worst idea in the world. Why in the hell did he let shitty
hair rope him into a sleepover? Bakugou's body tensed at the squirming against
his back, face hot, and trying so hard not to let his sweaty palms ignite.
Kirishima had been so insistent and Bakugou had agreed to the damn sleepover -
Bakugou was weak to the redhead's wants, not that he'd ever admit it. It had
been pretty fun at first. They had played games, watched movies, ate a
considerable amount of popcorn and snacks, and had finally crashed together on
Kirishima's bed. It was about the same size of Bakugou's bed. They could both
fit though not without them partly touching each other.
There was shuffling again against his back, and a loud groan that had Bakugou's
ears burning.
This was the bad part. That damn shitty hair was having a fucking wet dream
right next to him. Bakugou couldn't sleep with Kirishima moving right behind
him, moaning and shifting - and sometimes uttering the filthiest things.
Bakugou wanted to die right here and now. No. He wanted Kirishima to die right
here and now. He didn't come over to this fucking sleepover just to hear his
friend moan in want. Bakugou had no idea either if the dude was touching
himself, not daring to turn over when he initially woke up to the odd sound to
see what was going on. Bakugou went rigid as he felt the all too familiar body
heat sidle up against his back - though it was a bit strange and made him
wonder if Kirishima was facing him or still on his side with his back to him.
"Bakugou," Bakugou nearly blew up the bed right then and there. He managed to
control himself though, not wanting to wake up Kirishima's parents and have
them come to investigate only to find the boys in the shared bed and one with a
hard on - only one, Bakugou definitely did not feel aroused to the sound of
Kirishima. His eyes were wide as he stared at the wall, trapped, his breathing
shallow as he listened. Did Kirishima say his name on a fluke? Maybe the dream
had changed over and now he was good? Wet dream gone? "Bakugou," A soft whine
of his name, that sounded odd and made Bakugou actually worry. He turned over.
Yup, shitty hair's back was to him (which was fucking bare, the fucker probably
yanked off his shirt in his sleep) - he was probably awake now and seething
with embarrassment, probably was going to beg him for forgiveness.
"Oi-"
"Bakugou, touch me." Suddenly Kirishima's body was flush against Bakugou, the
arm lying beside him was trapped between their bodies with his hand forced to
rest at Kirishima's neck, and the other was grabbed in a sudden rock hard grip,
yanking his arm over Kirishima's body. Kirishima took his hand and ran it up
his body, moaning loudly as he ground his hips back at Bakugou's arousal,
apparently liking the way it so easily fit between his cheeks thanks to them
both wearing basketball shorts.
"O-Oi-- Kirishi--" Bakugou was stuttering, thrown off when Kirishima's body
rolled back into his. Finally he lifted his torso enough to peek over
Kirishima's shoulder - cause damn it he was going to kill shitty-hair for
messing with him -- but the fucker was still asleep! His fingers twitched
against his torso, about to set off his explosions to wake Kirishima up, when
Kirishima spoke up like the seducing temptress he apparently was.
"Bakugou," Kirishima moaned breathlessly, grinding his hips back as he made
Bakugou's hand slide down his body, breath hitching when his rough fingers
brushed over his nipple (and no his own breath did not catch in his throat.)
"It feels so good." Bakugou's entire body was burning right now, the dumb
realization hitting him. Kirishima's wet dream was all about him. His mind went
south, which he had been fighting ever since he woke up to Kirishima's moaning,
immediately wondering with the way Kirishima's hips were moving if this wet
dream was them having sex. "Hnng," Kirishima bit his lip as a high whimper came
out, hips shoving back against him - Bakugou couldn't help but move his
forward, staring down at where their bodies slid together. "Right there,"
Kirishima was panting, grinding his hips back to chase the feeling in his
dream, sweat forming on his face like he was really in the middle of sex - then
Bakugou's hand was pushed right into Kirishima's pants.
He had to be drunk off of Kirishima's noises and movements. Bakugou knew this
was wrong. But he was painfully hard and Kirishima was trying to get his hand
to jerk him off, Kirishima also painfully hard it seemed with pre slicking his
arousal and now Bakugou's hand. The hand trapped between their bodies went to
grip Kirishima's long red hair, tugging on it a bit as his other hand closed
around his cock.
"O-Oi...shitty hair... you better wake up right now." His voice shook as he
tugged slightly on his hair, Kirishima moaning as he ground himself back
against his dick. He swallowed down his groan, leaning his forehead against his
shoulder. "You're a fucking cock tease." He mumbled against Kirishima's skin
before he effectively bit him. Kirishima moaned happily, and Bakugou began to
pump his dick. He rolled his hips against Kirishima, relishing the friction
against his aching arousal and putting to use Kirishima's shaking hips in
getting himself off.
He didn't realize how into it he was getting though, the hand trapped forcing
itself beneath Kirishima's body to bring his torso flush to his chest, all to
rub the rough sweaty pads of his fingers against Kirishima's pert nipples.
Bakugou kissed along Kirishima's shoulder, biting down whenever he felt like
it, sometimes sucking to leave a little bruise, slowly making his way to lick
up his neck, nipping the bottom of his ear. Kirishima jerked in his hand.
Bakugou's grunts and heavy breathing were beginning to mix with Kirishima's
moans and groans. The air around them was hot, the sheets were beginning to
stick to them as they moved together.
"Kirishima," Bakugou groaned against his ear and the redhead gasped, hand
gripping Bakugou's pumping wrist as his body began to shake and it was rather
gorgeous, watching Kirishima lose himself completely. His body jerked against
Bakugou in all the right ways, enough so that Bakugou only had to grind a few
short thrusts more before he was coming into his shorts. Kirishima's lips
parted and Bakugou could see the eye roll beneath his eyelids by the way they
fluttered, moaning as he shuddered, coming into Bakugou's hands and his shorts.
Both were breathing hard, though Kirishima’s was a lot more relaxed than
Bakugou's.
"Bakugou...so good..." Kirishima mumbled beneath his breath. "...like you.."
"Yeah, I like you too." Bakugou grumbled and he looked at Kirishima's peaceful
face. But then, the stickiness was made known. He was still trapped between
Kirishima and the wall, he was wrapped around Kirishima practically. He huffed
angrily. This had to be taken care of now. "Oi," He said loudly in Kirishima's
ear, pulling himself from Kirishima slowly as he did so, leaning back so he
could bring his hand down to slap his ass. "Wake up."
"Ah!" Kirishima woke with a jolt - surprising since all that touching didn't
wake him up. He turned to Bakugou, seeing the wet spot on his shorts, his hand
covered in something, and the realization his own pants were sticking to him.
"We need to talk."
End Notes
     Will I add on to this? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who knows!
     edit 8/24: I shall be adding on my lovelies! probably just one more
     chapter, or two, we shall see.
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