Kirishima and Bakugou go their separate ways after UA, they had always liked each other but neither had the guts to say anything.

5 years later everyone is meeting for a high school reunion. Bakugou only agrees to go because Kirishima is going to be there, but his flight gets

Delayed so he shows up about 30 minutes before it's over. Bakugou is disappointed when he doesn't see Kirishima anywhere and assumed he just left early.

But Kirishima is there, he just gay panicking so much he can't face Bakugou. The blond had a late growth spurt he had to be

At least 6 foot 5, and he had bulked up so much he looked All Might (expect with Bakugou's face)... Bakugou had a sleek undercut now and piercing.

Kirishima on the other hand hasn't changed much since high school... He had grown to about 5 11, and had grown his hair out.

He had gained muscle too, but nearly as much as Bakugou though... How could Kirishima talk to Bakugou when he has changed so much and Kirishima hadn't changed at all.

Bakugou stays until the end of the party just in case while Kirishima spend the rest of the evening moping on his motorcycle outside, drinking hard liquor from a flask. He wants to go home but he is too drunk to drive, Mina had agreed to give him a ride anyway.

Kaminari somehow convinces Bakugou to drink with him and Bakugou is drunk off his ass because he can't hold his liquor.

"Fu- *hic* -uck this noise" Bakugou slurs after slamming down his shot glass "I didnt come here for you /extras/, I came for Kiri *hic* shima."

The bakusquad is laughing their asses off as the giant mountain of muscle tries to stand, toppling his chair over in the process. "You *hic* /lied/ to me, raccoon eyes! You said he'd *hic* he'd be here" Bakugou was about an inch from Mina's face as he spoke, spit flying out of

His mouth of the harder syllables.

Mina made a disgusted face, wiping the spit off of her cheeks and Kaminari and Sero clutched their sides, laughing hysterically. They were too distracted to watch Bakugou stumbled out the door.

Bakugou called himself a cab quickly before he spotted a red head sitting alone. The red head was wearing a crimson riot shirt under a black leather jacket, black jeans full of fraying tears and thick combat boots that made Bakugou bite his lip.

Bakugou wasn't really a fan of random hook ups, but this man was making him feel things he hasn't felt since high school. He'd make sure to call Kirishima tomorrow to try and reconnect before he had to go back to America, but for now...

Bakugou checked his appearance quickly

With his phone's camera, he looked kinda drunk, cheeks flushed and eyes hazy, but that would be fine. Then he popped a piece of gum in his mouth before sauntering over.

"Hey," Bakugou said making his voice low and gravelly as he leaned on nearby car "You come here often?"

Kirishima was so lost in his thought that he didn't notice Bakugou walk up to him. So when Bakugou spoke to him, he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Come here often?" Kirishima repeated with a scowl before it clicked in his mind.

Oh he's pretending his front know who I am...

Kirishima didn't know how to feel about that, so he let out a dry laugh.

"Funny... No, I'm just here to meet up with old friends"

"Really me too!" Bakugou said too loudly "but I ditched because the person I really wanted to see wasn't there."

Kirishima's heart skipped a beat before dropping.

Midoriya was the only person who didn't come. Of course Bakugou was talking about his childhood friend and not him...

Kirishima sighed and took another long swig from his flask, that he choked on when Bakugou reached over

And tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.

"This might be a little forward" Bakugou said, leaning closer "but you're the sexiest red head I've ever seen on a motorcycle"

Kirishima's eyes were as big as dinner plates and his eyebrows were pinched in confusion.

"I have a car coming and my hotel isn't far from here" Bakugou contined, running his tongue over his top lip "I'm visiting from America and I could really use some company tonight. What do you say?"

Kirishima snorted before a smile stretched across his face.

"What is wrong with you tonight?" he laughed "let me text Mina and then we can go."

Bakugou did a fist bump in the air and Kirishima laughed even harder, sending a quick text to Mina before Bakugou's cap arrived.

Bakugou opened the car door for Kirishima, before piling in after him.

"I have a friend named Mina too you know" Bakugou stated, half crushing Kirishima underneath him "she's a bitch though"

Kirishima gasped "Mina is /not/ a bitch, be nice"

"Maybe your Mina isn't.."

They ride the rest of the way in silence, Kirishima painfully aware of how Bakugou leg and arm were touching his own and how the other man kept shifting to touch more of him.

The hotel Bakugou was staying at was huge, he had rented the biggest room that came with its own mini

Bar and jacuzzi, the outer wall was made up of floor to ceiling windows that had a beautiful view of the city.

"Wow" Kirishima breathed, not noticing Bakugou unbutton his own shirt behind him. "Bakugou this is amaz-"

Kirishima turned around and accident slammed his face into Bakugou's huge, and surprisingly soft, pecs.

"Wanna go for a swim with me?" Bakugou asked, his mouth was right up against Kirishima's ear sending a shudder through his body.

Kirishima stammered and took a step back, his mouth unable to form words and he watched his long time crush trace a finger down his own body before popping the button on his jeans. Bakugou was trying to be sexy, but he was too drunk.

He unzipped his pants and tugged him down slightly, revealing a small tattoo on his hips that said "boom". Bakugou wasn't wearing underwear, Kirishima felt like he was gonna explode.

"Like what you see?" Bakugou asked with a smirk, walking past Kirishima towards the jacuzzi, purposefully brushing up against him.

Kirishima was a mess. His face as red as his hair. He didn't know what was happening was it a quirk accident? Did Mina put him up to this?

Maybe that wasn't Bakugou at all and some imposter... By why would he do that.

Kirishima turned around just in time to see Bakugou's bare sculpted ass before the man sunk into the water with an exaggerated moan. Kirishima as so hard he couldn't think straight.

With trembling hands Kirishima tossed back the rest of what he had in his flask before taking off his jacket and shirt. He could do this... He could do this... He stripped off his pants, hesitating when he got to his underwear.. They were his own merch... Red Riot themed

Jock strap that was made with red and black lace, the electric band was decorated with little gears and "R"s like his hero belt. Wearing them usually helped with his confidence but now... Bakugou would laugh at him for wearing his own merch right?

Kirishima looked up and caught Bakugou staring at him with hungry eyes, gaze glued on his jock strap. He whimpered when Bakugou licked his lips and slowly looked back into his eyes.

"You're a Red Riot fan too, huh? Keep those on for me, sexy."

Kirishima's little gay heart could be handle this.

He walked to the jacuzzi and sat down on the opposite side from Bakugou, the hot water doing nothing to calm his mind. Bakugou smirked and waded over to him, gently nudging his thighs apart and putting himself between them.

Kirishima thought he felt Bakugou's arm brush against the inside of his leg, but then he noticed at Bakugou was using that arm to reach up and touch his face...

/Oh my God/

"You have a scar on your eyelid" Bakugou mumbled, tracing the little mark with his thumb.

"Y-yeah" Kirishima responded dumbly, too distracted by the feeling of Bakugou's hard on to fully process the other man's words.

"A guy I really like has a scar just like this... I was supposed to see him tonight but he didn't show..." Bakugou continued, his fingers lightly

Running down the side of Kirishima's face and then tracing over his lips.

Kirishima was having trouble listening, he felt like his cock was gonna burst through the lace of his underwear. Did Midoriya have a scar on his eye now too? Kirishima wondered, trying to hold back a moan

"You have soft lips" Bakugou murmured, his fingers still tracing them with barely there touches.

Kirishima shivered, his eyes closing slightly as he let his mouth drop open. Bakgou curled his fingers under Kirishima's chin and pushed his thumb between his lips, feeling

His teeth. Kirishima couldn't stop himself from moaning as Bakugou ran the pad of his thumb over every point. He could feel Bakugou's pulse as his length twitched against his thigh.

Bakugou groaned and pushed his thumb deeper, the digit weighed down on Kirishima's tongue

Causing drool to pool around it.

"Your mouth is so hot" Bakugou breathed, his hips rocking forwards slowly when he replaced his thumb with two fingers, sliding them in until Kirishima gagged. "It's just like his, I always loved his mouth"

/His?/

"Who are you tawing abou?" Kirishima asked around the fingers in his mouth, drool spilling out of the corners of his mouth.

"A guy I've loved since high school..." Bakugou responded before practically fucking Kirishima's mouth with his fingers.

That didn't answer his question, but Kirishima didn't dwell on that for too long and instead focused on the fingers hitting the back of his throat and the throbbing member rubbing against him.

"I wanna see your pretty lips stretched around my cock" Bakugou growled in to his ear

"Is that ok? Can you suck me off, baby boy?"

"Oh /fu/" Kirishima moaned, his hips thrusting forwards. His head was getting fuzzier as the last few drinks he took finally hit him "pwease, wan for so wong"

((Lmao late but cw: Dubcon cuz they're both drunk, bjs, anal sex...))

Bakugou moaned loudly, slipping his fingers out of Kirishima's move before lifting up and setting him on the edge of the jacuzzi. Kirishima frowned, confused as Bakugou stepped out and stood behind him.

"What are you..." Kirishima started before Bakugou leaned over him, grabbing his waist in a bruising grip and flipping him upside down. "BAKUGOU?!"

"Wrap your legs around my head" Bakugou instrusted, his breath hot against Kirishima's crotch as the bigger man carefully wrapped

His arms around him one by one.

The blood rushed to Kirishima's head and he hung upside down in Bakugou's arms, his cock rubbing against his cheek. He felt giddy.

"So manly" Kirishima said to himself before wrapping his lips around the head and sucking hard.

He fit as much of it into his mouth as he could, moaning around the length when he felt Bakugou's hot tongue licking his balls through the lace.

Bakugou began to walk backwards towards the bed, wet feet slipping on the tile floor. There was a good chance that they would fall, but in this moment Kirishima couldn't care less because in this moment he was sucking Bakugou's cock and not some random guy he picked up at a bar

That looked kinda like Bakugou. He was with /Bakugou/, the real Bakugou.

The real Bakugou who was moaning like a whore as be carefully ripped through the lace of his jock strap with his teeth so he could suck Kirishima's cock down his throat in a single go. Grabbing his ass

With one sweat covered hand to grind Kirishima's hips against his face.

If Kirishima had been sober he would've blown his load already. He knew Bakugou was the best at everything but this was something else.

Kirishima yelped when Bakugou tossed him onto the bed and climbed in to of him. They slammed their lips desperately, teeth clacking together and tongues sloppily dancing around each other. Kirishima's teeth accidentally cut Bakugou's lip, but before he could apologize Bakugou

Bit his lip hard. Kirishima gasped and rolled his hips, grinding their erections together.

"Fuck me!" Kirishima whined, clawing at Bakugou's back with hardened fingers "Fuck me, Bakugou!"

Bakugou kissed his hard before flipping Kirishima into his stomach. Bakugou slapped both of Kirishima's ass cheeks and gripped tightly in his hands, cursing under his breath.

"But you brought all this cake with you it would be a shame to waste it" Bakugou slurred, gently biting

Into the firm muscle.

"Pffft what?" Kirishima laughed looking over his shoulder "What is up with yooo- mmmm fuck~"

Bakugou spread his cheeks and licked a stripe over Kirishima's hole, moaning before pressing his tongue inside. He held Kirishima's hips, small explosions

Going off against his hardened skin.

"M'sorry my quirk..." Bakugou tried to apologize but Kirishima held his hands in place.

Kirishima could feel Bakugou smile before he started eating him out enthusiastically, thrusting his tongue in and out to open him up.

Bakugou was moaning louder than Kirishima's, spit dripping down his balls and forming a wet spot below him. Kirishima tried to rut against the mattress, but Bakugou held his in an iron grip so he couldn't move at all.

"/fuck/ 'm ready!" Kirishima whined, reaching back to tug Bakugou's hair.

"Are you, now?" Bakugou teased, moving lower to suck Kirishima's balls as he jammed two fingers deep inside and curling them.

"Oh fuck /please/" Kirishima gasped as Bakugou scissored his fingers

"Pleasepleaseplease"

"So needy," Bakugou hummed, placing a kiss on one cheek before pulling his fingers out "Do you have a condom?"

Shit no he didn't...

"I don't, but I'm clean! /fuck/ Bakugou, please! I-I've wanted you ever since UA! I'm sorry I didn't say anything before I was scared, but please..." Kirishima buried his face against the bed "please fill me up, Katsuki!"

"S-since UA?" Bakugou's scowled as his slicked himself up with spit.

If Bakugou had been a little less drunk maybe he would've connected the dots. Maybe if he hadn't drank with Kaminari he would understand that the love of his life was underneath him begging for his cock.

But drunk Bakugou was so convinced that he had brought a stranger home that even Kirishima's confession make him realize who he had brought home.

"I graduated five years ago you must be a dedicated fan to have kept up with me that long" Bakugou murmured so quietly that

Kirishima didn't hear it over his own needy pleas to be fucked.

"I want to cum on your cock! Please Katsuki!"

Bakugou bit his cheek and pushed his head against the ring of muscle. They moaned together when it finally slipped inside, and Bakugou pushed himself in to the hilt

As an astonishingly slow pace, pulling back just as slow.

"Katsuki don't tease me-E!" Kirishima said, his voice jumping an octave when Bakugou slammed back in, his hips hitting with a loud slap'

Bakugou see a brutal pace, each thrust punctuated with a loud slap if their hips together.

"You feel amazing" Bakugou groaned, kneading Kirishima's ass with his hands "You're so tight... Taking me so well..."

Kirishima cried out in pleasure, he was right on the edge.

He reached down to fist his cock but Bakugou batted his hand away.

"M gonna make to cum untouched" Bakugou growled, and pulled out to flip Kirishima into his back.

He grabbed Kirishima knees and pushed them to his head, bending him in half before he slammed back in again.

This time Bakugou was hitting his prostate with every thrust. Kirishima's eyes rolled back when he came, his mouth opened in a silent scream. His hardened hands shredded the sheets and cut deep into the mattress. Cum shot all the way into his own neck and face as his ass clenched

Around Bakugou's length.

"Oh /fuck/ I'mgonnacum" Bakugou started pulling out.

"No! Inside! Cum inside!" Kirishima cried throwing his head back as he tipped in to over sensitivity "Fill me up, Katsuki, please!"

"/Oh god/" Bakugou groaned, slamming back in as far as he

Could go, grinding his hips as he came deep inside Kirishima.

Bakugou collapsed on top of him, peppering lazy kisses on Kirishima's face as they tried to catch their breath.

After a few minutes they both drifted to sleep, Bakugou still inside Kirishima, cuddling him tightly.

Bakugou woke up with a splitting headache, a scratchy dry throat, and something hot and wet sucking deliciously around his cock. He moaned, rolling his hips up into the tight heat as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. The night before was completely blank, all Bakugou could

Remember was yelling at raccoon eyes for lying about Kirishima. Apparently he had brought someone home... That wasn't like him at all.

Bakugou sat up on his elbows and looked down at the person between his legs...

"K-kirishima?!" Bakugou choked, his eyes blown wide.

Kirishima pulled off of his cock with a wet pop, stroking him slowly as he smiled up at him.

"Good morning~" Kirishima hummed, kissibg the tip of his length before sinking all the way down.

Bakugou fell back down, covering his eyes with his arm as Kirishima fucked his face

On his cock. This had to be a crazy wet dream. Bakugou hadn't even /seen/ Kirishima last night...

He pinched himself hard, gritting his teeth to keep himself from crying out.

Ok so not a dream...

"Kirishima" Bakugou paired, blindly running his fingers through Kirishima's long hair. It was so soft. "Kirishima... oh my god... That feels so good..."

"Look at me, Katsuki"

/Katsuki/. Bakugou moved his arm away slowly.

"You said you wanted to see my lips stretched around your cock so /watch/"

Oh god he said that? When had he said that? Why would he say that.

Bakugou watched Kirishima suck his dick back into his mouth with a moan, maintaining eye contact as he grabbed Bakugou's hips and

Rocked them up into his mouth until Bakugou got the hint. He began fucking up into Kirishima's mouth, eyes wide, trying to imprint this image in his brain forever. It only took a few thrusts until he was spilling into Kirishima's throat with a shout.

He swallowed loudly and then placed a kiss on Bakugou's tattoo before rolling out of the bed. Bakugou's heart jumped into his throat when he saw the cum, /his cum/ leaking down Kirishima's thighs.

"Ugh I'm so gross" Kirishima laughed awkwardly "I'm going to shower."

"R-right"

As soon as the bathroom door closed Bakugou lept out of bed, madly searching for his phone. There had to be something that explained how /Kirishima/ was in his hotel room right now.

Bakugou frowned, there was no calls or texts to Kirishima. He had only sent one message after

He left the bar and it was a short message to Deku that said

"Suck it you damn nerd, I'm getting some ass tonight"

Deku had left him on read too. What the fuck?!

Bakugou eyed the second pile of clothes and then the bathroom door, waiting for the shower to turn on before going through Kirishima's pockets. Luckily Kirishima hadn't changed his password since UA.

Kirishima had a million messages from the bakusquad.

There was one sent to Mina from Kirishima about 10 minutes after Bakugou remembers leaving the bar.

Bakugou bit his lip and switched to Kirishima's "the squad" group chat and scanned through the messages. All Bakugou could figure out is that he invited Kirishima back to his hotel, but Kirishima hadn't said any specifics.

Bakugou must have done /something/ right. They really needed to talk about this but for now...

Bakugou tucked Kirishima's phone back in the clothes pile and slipped into the bathroom.

The room was filled with dense, warm steam. Kirishima was whistling to himself in the shower, just as happy and beautiful as Bakugou remembers. He walked into the shower, wrapping his arms around his waist from behind. Kirishima leaned back into the embrace, rubbing his ass

Against his rapidly swelling cock.

"I was worried you regretted last night" Kirishima mumbled, rolling his hips backwards "You seemed freaked out this morning"

"No... No I just have a terrible fucking hangover" Bakugou half lied, brushing Kirishima's hair out of the way so

He could lead a trail of kisses up his neck.

Kirishima hummed, reaching back to line Bakugou up with his stretched hole and pressing him inside.

"/fuck/ Kiri-... Eijiro" Bakugou moaned, grabbing Kirishima's length as he bottomed out "You're so fucking perfect"

Bakugou rolled his hips slowly, passionately, as he stroked Kirishima in time with his movements, using his free hand to explore Kirishima's body. Bakugou felt every one of Kirishima's scars that he could reach, nibbling his earlobe, trying to memorize every sound that he made.

"How did a fuck up like me get so lucky?" Bakugou asked "I thought after I moved to America I had lost my chance with you, but here we are."

"You're acting like I picked you up." Kirishima said, pushing his hips back into Bakugou's causing them both to moan "don't pretend like you weren't acting insane, I've never seen that side of you before"

Bakugou pressed his mouth against Kirishima's jaw so he couldn't see the

Confused look on his face. If he could just remember what happened.

"What side are you referring to?" Bakugou asked, grinding himself deeper.

"Like a horny..." Kirishima clenched down and rolled his hips "...over confident..." *hip roll* "slut thinking with the wrong head"

Bakugou groaned, pushing Kirishima against the wall, and slamming his hips forwards roughly.

"Doesn't sound like me." Bakugou responded with a smirk, holding Kirishima's face against the cool tile as he picked in the pace, Kirishima's lustful moans encouraging him to go faster.

Bakugou sped up his hand until he felt Kirishima's body tense, his ass milking him as he painted the tile with his cum.

"Eijiro" Bakugou moaned, dropping his head onto Kirishima's shoulder "Oh /fuck/, so good for me"

"Cum in me you fucking slut"

Bakugou eyes rolled back

Immediately, nails digging into Kirishima's scalp as he filled him again.

"Holy shit" Bakugou gasped, pulling Kirishima in to his arms "/holy fucking shit/... You called me a slut! Twice!"

Kirishima craned his head to press a kiss on Bakugou's temple.

"You liked it"

Bakugou grumbled under his breath and let go of Kirishima so he could washed his hair. Kirishima rinsed himself off quickly and opened the shower door, but Bakugou grabbed his hand.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked, pulling Kirishima back against his chest.

"I gotta get dressed, I'm starving." Kirishima mumbled, smiling against the area between Bakugou's pecs "I told the squad we could get breakfast together."

"I'll take you to get food, forget those extras" Bakugou said, tilting Kirishima's face up "besides I'm not done with you"

"Katsuki..." Kirishima breathed.

God, Bakugou wanted him to keep saying his name. Bakugou leaned in to kiss Kirishima, pressing his lips lightly against his, kicking the seam of his mouth to deepen it.

"I've always loved your mouth" Bakugou moaned, tracing his teeth with

His tongue "You're so fucking hot."

Kirishima stiffened and pulled away, Bakugou whined, chasing his lips but he held him back.

"You said some thing similar last night but not about me..." Kirishima said with a frown "You said I had a mouth like someone you liked at UA..."

Bakugou scowled "You must have heard wrong, I only liked you in high school."

Kirishima took a step back, eyebrows knitted together as he searched Bakugou's face.

"You..." Kirishima's face fell "You said I had a scar like the guy you like..."

"Eijiro that doesn't make any sense, why would I say that?"

"You don't remember..."

"I-"

"You didn't even know it was me!" Kirishima ran his fingers through his hair "You weren't flirting with me you were just trying to get your dick wet!"

"Eijiro I don't... That's not true! I don't remember but I'm not lying! I like you! I've always liked you!"

"I... I gotta go" Kirishima said pushing his way out of the shower and grabbing a towel.

"Eijiro wha- wait!" Bakugou yelled, stumbling out of the shower with shampoo still in his hair.

Kirishima was standing naked in the room staring at his phone.

"Did... Did you /look/ at my messages?" He hissed.

"I... I can explain!"

"I can't believe you! That's not ok!"

"I was trying to figure out what happened last night! You woke me up with a blow job! I dont even remember /seeing/ you last night! I just-"

Kirishima's face broke

"I shouldn't have come here..."

"Fuck! No, /no/! Eijiro please!" Bakugou lunged and grabbed Kirishima's wrist "Please you can't leave, not like this."

"Let go Bakugou!" Kirishima yelled, pulling his hand away and turning to pull on his pants.

Bakugou dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms tightly around Kirishima's waist, pressing his face against the small of Kirishima's back.

"P-please" Bakugou pleaded "please stay"

"Bakugou..." Kirishima groaned uncomfortably, pushing at his arms "Dude come on..."

"I... I've always liked you mouth," He said softy "partly because your teeth but mainly for your smile. You used to have a smile just for me at UA, it was so bright like the sun...

I love that little scar over your eye, but also that faded one on your chin." He continued, his voice has started trembling but he ignored it "I like the freckles you have on your nose and your shoulders. I like you snore when you get sick or have allergies and how you cry during

Really happy and really sad movies. I-i like how you understood me when no one else did and how you stuck by me even when I pushed you away... I like the rough calluses on your hands and how they felt against mine..."

Kirishima dropped try to push Bakugou away, it was so quiet

Bakugou could hear the red head's heart racing.

"I-i like you" Bakugou said "You're the only reason I came back and I thought I wasn't going to get to see you so I let dunce face bait me into drinking with him. I don't remember anything else and I am so /so/ sorry"

"Katsuki..." Kirishima's voice wavered, Bakugou felt a tear drip onto his arm.

"What did I say to get you to come with me? You liked that me, let me try again"

Kirihsima laughed "You said -uh- that I'm the sexiest red head you've ever seen on a motorcycle"

Bakugou pulled back and looked up at Kirishima with a confused and embarrassed expression.

"That's... A weirdly specific comment"

"It was"

"/that's/ what did it?"

"Pffft no... I just... I was at the reunion I saw you but, I didn't know want to say. You've changed so much

Since I last saw you, dude, and I... I haven't changed at all"

"So?"

"So?! You're a fucking manly mountain and muscles, I want that..." Kirishima grabbed a thin layer of fat on his stomach "Look at me... I got dad bod"

Bakugou snorted "really Kirishima??"

Kirishima glared and stuck out his bottom lip in a pout "What?"

"You are the sexiest man I've ever met" Bakugou said, placing a kiss on one of the back dimples Kirishima had "I want you all to myself, I never want to let you go"

Kirishima's face turned a deep red color as he covered his face with his hands.

"Katsuki that's so sappy" he whined

"It's true" Bakugou purred, grabbed Kirishima's hips and turned him, placing a kiss on Kirishima's hip.

Kirishima ran his fingers through Bakugou's shampoo

Filled hair, biting down on his lip. His cock swelling rapidly and rubbing against his cheek. Bakugou reached up and stroked it until it was completely erect, a smirk stretching across his lips.

"I want you to myself" he repeated, spreading pre around the head with his thumb

"I saw that article when you were 'teaming up' with the tin man and it drove me insane. I almost jumped on the next flight back here."

"R-really? Katsuki that was three years ago..."

"And then you did th at photo shoot with pikachu..." Bakugou started pulling him faster

"I /hated/ that. He was all over you and you were both only wearing your new underwear line... If I saw you wearing that in person I would fuck you with it on"

"I was wearing that last night" Kirishima moaned "You did fuck me with them on"

"God damn it, seriously?"

"Yeah... When you saw it you told me to leave them on" Kirishima said, rutting in to Bakugou's hand

"/fuuuuck/ can you put them back on?"

"Can't, you destroyed the lace with your teeth."

"/FUUUCK/!"

Kirishima laughed and bit his lip "You know I have more at my place..."

Bakugou smirked "oh?"

"Yeah I bought like... Ten pairs... They're really comfortable"

"You'll have to show me before I leave."
He said placing a kiss at the base of Kirishima's cock.

"Bakugou" Kirishima breathed, his dick sliding against Bakugou's cheek "I'm still a little mad at you"

"Will sucking you off make it better?"

"...It would"

"Good cause that's what I'm gonna do"

Bakugou stuck his tongue out, rubbing circles around the head while he mouthed at the base, then he licked along the whole length, slicking kiri's length with his spit. He moved his hand to fondle kiri's balls.

"Did drunk me blow you?" Bakugou's asked as Kiri moaned

"You did, you held me upside and we 69ed standing up" Kirishima gasped, grabbing Bakugou's head and pressing his cock against his lips "but I think I like you on your knees better"

"A true romantic" Bakugou teased, opening his mouth wide to let Kirishima in. The red head's length weighed heavily on his tongue as he took in as much as he could. Bakugou sucked hard, stroking what his mouth could be reach as he bobbed on Kirishima's dick. The room filled with

Loud slurping sounds and kiri's moans.

"Fuckfuckfuck" the red head babbled, fists tightening his Bakugou's hair and pulling him down harder "Katsuki I'm glad you got drunk last night, I wasn't going to talk to you I was too scared"

Bakugou strained to look up at Kirishima

Drool leaking out of the corners of his mouth as he was face fucked. His whines were sloppy wet noises that were cut short every time Kirishima's cock hit the back of his throat.

"Your mouth feels so good, Katsuki" Kirishima continued, hips thrusting erratically against him

"You're the best, Katsuki, the best at everything"

Kiri was getting close, Bakugou grabbed his hips to help him thrust faster into his mouth and the red head cried out, hands hardening in his hair. When Kiri hit the back of the blonds throat he swallowed and his cock slipped in

"Holy /fuck/" Kirishima whimpered, forcing Bakugou's face into his dark pubes and rutting deep in his throat "'M gonna cum, ohmygod, Katsuki!"

The red head tried to pull back, but Bakugou held him still, lodged deep in his throat as he swallowed around him. Kirishima came with a

Shout, spilling ropes of cum down Bakugou's throat.

The blond pulled back as a gasp, tapping kiri's knee to get his attention. When the red head looked down Bakugou let his tongue hang out, showing him the thick puddle on cum on his tongue before swallowing.

"So manly"

"You weren't going to talk to me?" Bakugou asks, voice hoarse, as he wipes his face with the back of his hand "why? You're the only reason I came back here."

Kirishima squirmed as Bakugou stood up, towering over him. "Because look at you..." his hands ghosted over the blonds

Muscles "You grew up, got big... You're everything I wanted to be and look at me... Im-"

"Perfect" Bakugou interrupted, taking Kirishima's hand and kissing his palm "You're perfect, Eijiro."