The things you do for love. And for alien pussy.

He stomps back, (quietly) slamming the trashcan down, next to the bed.

Eijiro already seems much more relaxed, and as a thank you, he wiggles his ass in Bakugou's direction, one hand moving from his knee to his slit, spreading the folds open.

"I think im ready," He chirps.

Bakugou narrows his eyes, silently threatening Eijiro that if he asks for any other weird shit, he's gonna stand up and leave, letting HIM sleep in his ruined bed.

Eijiro seems to understand the meaning behind his glare, because he dips one fingertip inside, smiling sweetly.

"Fuck, okay," Bakugou breathes, trying to control his shaky, traitorous hands. The mere thought of how roughly Eijiro was rubbing against him earlier sets a fire in his groin, which he tries to smother a bit by tugging at his rock-hard dick.

He licks his lips, and his free hand moves to firmly grasp Eijiro's writhing dick. The alien teen purrs, taking the hint and moving both hands to spread himself open for his matesprit.

Admittedly, Bakugou doesnt know what exactly to do. He experimentally tugs at the base of Eijiro's tentacle, like he's doing on his own dick, which earns him a positive reaction, in the form of a gasp.

So far, so good.

The thing is, that despite his brash attitude, Bakugou is a romantic at heart. Despite Eijiro asking for a bucket for whatever reason, and despite him having non-human genitalia, he still wants their first time together to be memorable. He wants to treat Eijiro right.

And so he takes a deep breath, inhaling the addictive scent of Eijiro's slick before gently mouthing at his entrance.

Oh FUCK, the absolute divine taste that's coating his tongue makes him grip his dick hard to not come too soon.

"You like that, little mate?" Eijiro coos "I do"

Bakugou groans in return, accidentally squeezing too hard around Eijiro's dick.

The man below him doesn't seem to mind, though, because instead of whimpering, he growls and rolls his hips.

"Do it again!" He demands, making Bakugou gulp.

Bakugou half-glares down at him, not liking to be bossed around. If Eijiro wants to play rough, then so be it. He's going to make him cum so hard he'll forget his own goddamn name.

Neglecting his own cock for the time being, he growls against Eijiro's slit, slurping away at his slick while uncerimoniously shoving one rough finger inside.

Again, Eijiro's reaction is not what he was expecting.

"GOD! Fuck yeah, Kats," Eijiro moans, pleased by the roughness. He lets go of his slit with one, dirty hand, trailing it down to his chest to play with his own gills "Fuuuuck," he moans deeply, closing his eyes to just enjoy it "Wreck my insides, bro!"

Bakugou's eyes shot wide open, and his mind frantically wonders if he fell in love with a masochist, or if it's just Eijiro's overly-powerful organism the one talking. Maybe both?

What he knows for sure though, is that he lucked out.

Without being told twice, he shoves two more fingers inside. They go in effortlessly, and when he twists his wrist, he can feel his fingertips press against... Something.

Something that makes Eijiro whimper loudly, and makes him ask for more.

"You're fucking insatiable," Bakugou growls, pulling away from Eijiro's slit to catch a breath.

Thick, intoxicating juices are running free down his neck, but he cant be bothered to clean himself up.

"And youre a starving dog," Eijiro moans back, shooting him a smirk.

Before Eijiro can make any more snarky remarks, Bakugou sets a brutal pace from the start, aggressively rubbing against the soft organ inside of Eijiro. Under his ministrations, the tentacle is writhing like crazy.

It coils around Bakugou's wrist, up to his forearm, and is squeezing him hard- or rather it's massaging him, like he's trying to milk him in time with the rough trusts of Bakugou's hand inside Eijiros slit.

Suddenly, it clicks.

Just HOW far back does this thing go inside of Ei?

He gapes, going momentarly deaf to Eijiro's enthralling sounds. What would happen if he replaced his hand with his dick? Fuck, he'd probably wreck Eijiro. The part of the tentacle inside the slit seems to like stiff things, and his dick could cut diamonds right now.

Something ugly inside of him twists. He wants Eijiro crying, begging on his cock for release. He wants to be the reason Eijiro can't walk straight for three days.

He wants-

"--you!" Bakugou snaps his head down, belatedly focusing on Eijiro's moving lips "I need you, Kats!"