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CW: omegaverse, NSFW,
Kirishima is the lead of an up and coming group that performs weekly at a bar Bakugou frequents. There’s immense sexual tension between them even though they’ve never spoken. Bakugou is playing coy and always leaves early,
CW: omegaverse, NSFW,
Kirishima is the lead of an up and coming group that performs weekly at a bar Bakugou frequents. There’s immense sexual tension between them even though they’ve never spoken. Bakugou is playing coy and always leaves early,
but Kirishima is smooth as hell, and it all comes to a head one night. I crave confident sexy Kiri so here we go
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Bakugou is sitting at the bar when the song ends and the DJ comes over the speakers, letting the growing crowd know that their next live artist is making their way onto the stage. The bar erupts in drunken shouts and hollers of excitement for the group. Red Riot.
Bakugou downs his shot and smashes the glass back onto the bar. He licks the alcohol from his upper lip as he watches the band set up on stage. His eyes are lidded and his head buzzing. He could feel his arousal start to stir as he eyed the alpha behind the microphone.
This was his weekly routine. Every Friday night.
It started a little over a month ago when the small time hip hop artist first started performing at his bar. He had quickly become a hit with the crowd and the attendance has only increased since.
From the moment the redhead stood under the stage lights to the second his mouth opened, Bakugou was hooked.
Going out every weekend was only to find some easy, dumb alpha to take home and knot him good and nice after a stressful work week. And it had been working out well.
Going out every weekend was only to find some easy, dumb alpha to take home and knot him good and nice after a stressful work week. And it had been working out well.
Bakugou was well aware of the power he held as an omega. He knew he was sexy as hell and hard to resist, which made the chase all too easy. Even with scent patches on, all he had to do was tilt his head and give a little smile and his target was like putty in his hands.
But, if he was being honest, he was /bored/ of easy. The best fucks were alphas he riled up and teased all night before allowing them to accompany him home. He loved pushing buttons as far as he could before he was dragged behind the bar and fucked hard against a wall.
He landed a lot of big fish that way. And Red Riot was no different in his eyes.
He had drawn the alpha’s attention the first night Red Riot appeared. Bakugou was dancing with some guy on the floor when he noticed the alpha on stage do a double take and lock eyes with him.
He had drawn the alpha’s attention the first night Red Riot appeared. Bakugou was dancing with some guy on the floor when he noticed the alpha on stage do a double take and lock eyes with him.
The alpha, with his sharp, red eyes watched Bakugou dance - grinding, gyrating, and basically dry humping his dance partner when he noticed he was being watched. Bakugou might have been dancing with someone else that night, but he was eye fucking the sexy redhead the entire time.
By the end of the song Bakugou was breathless and shining with sweat, but he made a point to shoot the singer a smirk - showing off his white canines confidently. The look he got in return was positively /feral/ and Bakugou all but came in his pants -
slick soaking through his underwear.
Since then, Red Riot seemed to look out for Bakugou before starting any performance, making a point to keep his eyes locked on Bakugou through his /entire/ set.
Since then, Red Riot seemed to look out for Bakugou before starting any performance, making a point to keep his eyes locked on Bakugou through his /entire/ set.
So Bakugou took to sitting in the same spot every night, no longer interested in pursuing any of the other alphas in the bar, instead only thrilled in seeing how far he could tease the artist that scorched every inch of him with his hungry gaze.
It’s been weeks since they started this game. Bakugou would watch the show while lounging comfortably against his table. His eyes never straying from the ones shining under stage lights. He’d tilt his head, pull his lip between his teeth and smile.
Red Riot would shoot him a smirk back but never stumble over his lyrics. Instead, he’d sing stronger, voice husky and deep. He’d make provocative hand gestures that sent the crowd wild - Bakugou was no exception.
His rhythm was /good/. He drew a crowd for a reason. And his dancing was /hypnotic/. He’d lose his shirt halfway through a set without fail, tossing it into the crowd for some hungry omega to huff. He’d /always/ look for Bakugou’s reaction after that.
It never failed to rile up Bakugou’s omega, but he was good at schooling his features. Instead, he’d take things one step further and either flash the singer, or start touching himself openly. That’d always earn him a wolfish grin from the alpha and Bakugou would moan audibly.
Before the end of Red Riots set, Bakugou would be flushed and aching for a fat knot. Ideally the singers. But he never stayed long enough to catch him after a show. He’d grab whatever alpha looked his way and fuck in the bathroom or in their shitty car before heading home.
His body /burned/ knowing that red eyes were watching his every move. He knew that it must get to the alpha to see him leave with someone else. He could /hear/ it and it made his body vibrate in excitement.
He’s never had so much fun, but he could feel his self-restraint starting to give. The sexual tension between them had been building and building and he knew for a fact that, if scent patches weren’t a thing, the entire block would be able to smell what was going on between them.
The lights dimmed finally and Bakugou adjusted in his chair, giddy for his night to start for real. When Red Riot’s eyes found him he shuddered, slick already starting to accumulate in his panties. God, he was so horny.
As if he knew, Red Riot grinned deviously. He wasted no time and delved into one of their more popular songs. He swayed his body, mouth close to his microphone. Deep voice reverberating through Bakugou’s bones, sending tingling sensations shuddering through his body.
Bakugou felt excited and relaxed his body further as the alpha made love to him through his music.
The singer caressed the air and Bakugou felt those big hands on him. He bit his lip hard and spread his legs apart as the song switched to one of Bakugou’s favorites.
The singer caressed the air and Bakugou felt those big hands on him. He bit his lip hard and spread his legs apart as the song switched to one of Bakugou’s favorites.
He could feel his eyes drooping as his hands trailed down to relieve himself a bit of his growing arousal. But a snarl in the song had his eyes snapping up to see Red Riot’s lustful expression.
To everyone else, he was just dedicated to his performance.
To everyone else, he was just dedicated to his performance.
But to bakugou, it was a clear sign from the alpha that he was not allowed to touch himself. Bakugou groaned under the scrutinizing gaze. He brought his hands back and let his elbows rest on the table behind him and continued to watch the show attentively.
The alpha seemed satisfied by that and went back to singing and dancing smoothly with the beat. Bakugou could feel his heart racing as those sharp eyes never strayed from him.
His attitude was cocky and Bakugou’s heart surged at the challenge.
His attitude was cocky and Bakugou’s heart surged at the challenge.
He composed himself easily and bit his cheek, eager to gain the upper hand. He pushed himself from the table and started to make his way towards the stage. He could see the way the alpha’s eyes seemed to glint in excitement, a smile stretching across his face.
Bakugou stopped when he reached the dance floor and set his hands back on his body. He dragged them over himself before dropping and pulling back up. His eyes looked away momentarily as he swayed his body. But when he looked back, the redhead was licking his lips approvingly.
Bakugou smirked to himself.
Just then, another alpha approached him confidently. “Hey, sexy kitty,” The alpha growled close to his ear as hands gripped his hips. Bakugou rolled his eyes internally but decided to use this idiot.
Just then, another alpha approached him confidently. “Hey, sexy kitty,” The alpha growled close to his ear as hands gripped his hips. Bakugou rolled his eyes internally but decided to use this idiot.
He draped his arms over the new alphas shoulders and smiled seductively. He let the alpha control his movements by swaying his hips in slow circles. Bakugou glanced over the alpha’s shoulder to watch Red Riot’s reaction.
Dark eyes watched him closely, his voice dropping deeper and his grin vanishing as he sang the chorus. Bakugou gripped the random alpha’s head and brought him closer to his face, his hot breath fanning over the man’s face as they danced impossibly closer.
Bakugou worked his hips expertly, his ass bouncing as his thighs spread apart. He rotated so his back was to his dance partner and dropped his body down, swinging his arms easily over his head.
He brought himself back up, making sure to take his time and guide his hands down his thighs and grip his knees.
They dance through the rest of the song and Bakugou knows he looks fucked out by how hot his skin felt and the sweat rolling down his neck.
They dance through the rest of the song and Bakugou knows he looks fucked out by how hot his skin felt and the sweat rolling down his neck.
He was panting, eyes filled with lust as he watched the alpha on stage watch as another alpha licks slowly up Bakugou’s neck, teeth teasing at his scent patch. Thrilling.
It’s at that time when Bakugou’s attention is stolen by a finger rising to point in his direction.
It’s at that time when Bakugou’s attention is stolen by a finger rising to point in his direction.
Red Riot’s stare is absolutely /commanding/ as he turns his hand in time with the beat of his song, making a beckoning motion at Bakugou. He’s nodding his head when Bakugou manages to dislodge the random bar patreon from his neck.
Bakugou’s smiling sweetly as he gets closer to the front of the stage, desperate not to let the alpha know how wet he is right now but also completely willing to do just about anything to keep the singer's attention on him. Red Riot arches a brow and grins wickedly.
He then slowly starts to strip his loose fitted shit from his body, only pulling it completely off when there’s a brief pause for breath in the song.
The crowd is absolutely feral - omegan mewls raising as the shirt is twirled around in the air.
The crowd is absolutely feral - omegan mewls raising as the shirt is twirled around in the air.
But instead of throwing it to the crowd, Red Riot drops it carelessly into Bakugou’s expectant hands. The redhead smiles confidently down at Bakugou as he sings the lyrics to him.
