Happy Birthday Katsuki Bakugo!
~Birthday Gift~
TodoBaku!
Fluffy Smut!
Sex Toys!
I hope you Enjoy this! Please QRT!!! I love feedback!

I got a prompt from @ellabesmirched for an Xmas thread but I reincorporated her prompt into a Baku Bday Thread that works as a Sequel to Kiss Flower! https://twitter.com/EmpressAnais/status/1208866329865981952

“What do you want for your birthday?” Shouto asked Katsuki, out of the blue, while laying his head on Katsuki’s lap while they were sitting in the common area at night.
A couple of nights before Katsuki’s birthday in fact and Shouto was only just asking?

“You don’t need to get me anything dumbass, you obviously forgot since you’re asking so close to the date.”
“No, I’ve been thinking about it for a while but I could never decide on what to get you. I want it to be perfect.” Shouto answered, looking up at him with bright eyes.

“I’m stumped so I thought to ask what you wanted instead.”
“I see,” Katsuki muttered, “I don’t need anything Sho, I got you, that’s enough.”
Shouto reached his hand up to stroke Katsuki’s cheek and smiled up at him.
“Okay.” Shouto replied softly.

Shouto knocked on a dorm room door later that night and waited for it to open.
“Midoriya, what should I get Katsuki for his birthday?” Shouto asked immediately after the door opened.
“...Todoroki?” Midoriya asked sleepily, “it’s 11pm… why are you awake right now?”

“I can’t sleep, Katsuki’s birthday is in two days and I don’t know what to get him.”
“Can’t we talk about this in the mor-”
“Midoriya!” Shouto whined, “it’s his birthday, it has to be perfect!”
“What’d he get you for your birthday?” Midoriya asked, exasperated.

“He got me a box-set of a manga series I’ve been wanting to read.” Shouto said, smiling at the memory. How happy he was that Katsuki paid attention to him enough to know what he might want.
“Get him something like that?” he suggested, “does he ever talk about things he likes?”

“He doesn’t like reading manga, and he isn’t one for material things like trinkets. He doesn’t really have hobbies outside of training. But he doesn’t need any new training gear. He likes cooking but our kitchen is always stocked and well equipped. He says he doesn’t need anyth-”

“Todoroki— breathe,” Midoriya said, and inhaled deeply himself as if guiding Shouto to do aswell.
Shouto stopped talking and inhaled as well, and when he released it he felt more relaxed. Which is crazy because he hadn’t even realized he was tense.
“Didya ask him what he wanted?”

“Yeah, he said he didn’t want anything because he uh… he has me.” Shouto said, as a blush grew on his face. One that matched Midoriya’s face.
“Then— then get him some— something you can do— uh, together?” Midoriya stuttered.
Shouto thought about this and got an idea.

“Thank you Midoriya, goodnight!” he said and excitedly headed to the stairs.
“Goodnight!” he heard Midoriya call after him, and maybe mumble something to himself but didn’t hear it.
Once Shouto was in his room, he pulled out his laptop and got to researching.

After an hour of that, he placed a Next Day delivery order for Katsuki’s birthday gift. He was so excited, that he almost didn’t sleep that night.
The next morning, when they were getting ready for class, he was beaming a little more than usual. So of course Katsuki noticed.

“What’s got you so chipper?” he asked, as Shouto joined him for breakfast.
“I have figured out what to get you for your birthday tomorrow.” Shouto replied with a smile in his tone.
“I said I didn’t want anything.” Katsuki nearly snapped.
“I know but I wanted to get you something”

“Whatever,” he scoffed, then looked up at Shouto and his face shifted a tiny bit and said, “what is it?”
“It’s a surprise, you’ll get it tomorrow.” Shouto smirked at Katsuki’s curiosity. He was so cute when he was trying not to be cute.

“Fine!” Katsuki exclaimed and shoved food into his mouth angerly.
“You’ll see tomorrow, right? We’re gonna spend time together and I’m gonna cook you your favorite meal like you did for my birthday.” Shouto said and Katsuki scoffed again.
“You can’t cook for shit.” he laughed.

“But I want to!” Shouto defended.
“Just cuz you want to cook doesn’t mean you know how to cook babe.”
Shouto smiled at the nickname.
“Would you teach me how to cook your birthday meal then?”
“Yeah, I’ll help you cook my birthday meal,”

They smiled at each other, as they enjoyed themselves.
Until their classmates started teasing them, then their little bubble of comfort burst. Shouto had to stop Katsuki from exploding their friends.
Katsuki now slightly calmer and his hand in Shouto’s as they walked to class.

After class, a Package waiting for Shouto outside his dorm room. He had told Katsuki he was just going to change then join him to study in the lounge. But now that his package was there, he needed to make sure it was all good.
He opened the box, and checked on his purchase.

Once he was satisfied, he repackaged it and hid it in his closet. Just in case Katsuki came up to his room some time today.
He went down to join his boyfriend in the lounge to do homework.

“Tell me what you got me!” Katsuki insisted, again, lunging on top of Shouto who was channel surfing on the TV in Katsuki’s room.
“No!” Shouto exclaimed as he tried to push Katsuki off of him, “It’s a surprise!”
“But it’s my birthday! You have to do what I say!”

“Your birthday is tomorrow!” he defended.
“Tomorrow is in a few hours! Just tell me!”
“I don’t need to tell you when you are going to get it tomorrow!” Shouto managed to push Katsuki off the bed.
“Aahh!” he exclaimed as he fell, “oof!” he landed with a thump.

“Get out of my room!” he groaned from the floor.
Shouto leaned over the edge and looked down at Katsuki.
“Do you really mean that?” he asked.
“Yes, get out.” he grumbled.

“Okay, goodnight Katsuki, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Shouto said casually knowing that Katsuki won’t let him leave without giving him a kiss goodbye.
“Wait!” he yelled, and got onto his feet, “you owe me a kiss!” he said, quoting Shouto from their first kiss this past Christmas.

Shouto turned around, took two steps and kissed his Katsuki on the lips once, then he pulled away. And Katsuki grabbed Shouto’s arms and pulled him back into a better kiss.
They ended up making out for a lot longer than intended. Soft little whimpers and moans filled the room.

They ended up back on the bed, Katsuki on top of Shouto, and his legs around Katsuki’s hips. He could feel their erections rubbing up against the other’s and they both groaned and Katsuki rutted against Shouto, pushing him into the bed. Their lips consumed the other.

“Fuck, Sho— mmm you’re so good.” Katsuki muttered against his lips and Shouto smiled.
Shouto reached down Katsuki’s body and groped his ass and Katsuki moaned so deliciously into Shouto’s mouth.
“Do— do you want to—?” Katsuki asked in between kisses.

Shouto had to push Katsuki away a little to answer him, to look him in the eye.
“Not tonight.”
“No?” he sounded slightly disappointed, “not even a little?”
“No,” Shouto nodded in “we can tomorrow.”
“Birthday sex huh?” Katsuki smirked a little, “alright.” and kissed him again.

He got up off of Shouto and helped him up off the bed. And walked him to the door.
“I’m gonna go take care of this before I fall asleep.” Katsuki said, gesturing towards his still erect cock.
Shouto blushed.

“And I'm going to be thinking of you while I do it.” Katsuki whispered in his ear.
Causing Shouto to blush even more.
“Okay, goodnight,” he replied, and kissed Katsuki one last time before he rushed to his room.
He checked on the package again and got very excited for tomorrow.

Shouto had to get up early to ask Momo to make him some wrapping paper, and she put little graphics of Katsuki’s grenades and little explosions on it. It was perfect. He wrapped the gift and left it in his room by the door for easy access.

After, he went down to Katsuki’s room and waited for him to exit.
A few minutes passed and the door opened.
“Happy Birthday Katsuki!” Shouto exclaimed and hugged his boyfriend.
“Fuck!” he exclaimed, not having anticipated the attack, “it’s too early for this!”

“I wanted to be the first to wish you a happy birthday!”
“Yeah yeah,” he said, and pushed Shouto off of him, and muttered, “thanks.”
“I can’t wait to spend the afternoon together.” Shouto remarked.
They had class today, so they couldn’t spend the whole day together.

“Me too.” he replied, and took Shouto’s hand, “Where’s my gift?” he asked.
“After class.” was all Shouto said.
“What?!”
“It’s special, please be patient.”
“Uugghh! Fine!”
And they walked hand in hand to breakfast. Then to class.

Everyone in class wished him a Happy Birthday and his closest friends got him gifts.
But Shouto waited. He wanted to spend the rest of the day with him. Alone. He’d let their friends have him for now. But after, it was Shouto’s turn.
Though they ate lunch, and sparred together.

Once the school day ended, and they got back to the dorm, Katsuki rounded on him.
“Where’s my gift?” he said, annoyed, “I’ve been waiting.”
“Teach me how to cook your Birthday meal!” Shouto ignored the question.
“What?! No! Gift!” he raged, as Shouto walked towards the kitchen.

“Come on, we just finished training, you must be hungry, we can make food, eat upstairs, watch a movie, and cuddle on your bed.” Shouto offered.
“Ugh! Fine! Come on! I gotta baby your ass before you burn the place down.” he stalked into the kitchen.
Shouto smiled, and followed.

He didn't burn the kitchen down, but he got a few measurements wrong and Katsuki scolded him. But in the end, the food was edible. Katsuki complained, of course, but Shouto knew he didn’t mean it.

They made it up to Katsuki’s room again and ate their food on the floor as Katsuki put on a movie they both like. They ate in silence as they watched, shoulder to shoulder, content with the small connection between them.

Around the halfway point, Katsuki paused it and said he needed to use the bathroom.
Shouto used this as an opportunity to run up to his room for the gift.
He grabbed it quickly and ran back down the stairs and rushed into Katsuki’s room as he exited his bathroom.

He was breathing heavily, box under his arm.
“Woah, where’d you go?” Katsuki asked as he helped guide Shouto onto the bed.
“Hah hah— gift— hah— birthday— yours.” he said, exasperated.
“Fucking Finally.” he said, and Shouto handed him the box.

He sat on the bed next to Shouto, stared at the box, not opening it.
“Are you going to open it?”
“This wrapping paper is cool.”
“Yeah?”
“Where’d you get it?”

“Yaoyarozu made it for me,”
“I don’t want to rip it.”
Shouto smiled at that. And watched as Katsuki gently unwrapped the box.
Once he was satisfied that the paper was safe. He tore open the tape that sealed the box with a box cutter Shouto hadn’t even noticed he had pulled out.

He opened the flaps and reached his hand into the bubble wrap.
He unwrapped it and stared at the gift.
“...” Katsuki said nothing.
Shouto waited in anticipation.
Katsuki slowly turned to look at him.
Shouto smiled nervously.
“Shouto.” Katsuki said, sternly.
“Yes?”
“Why?”

“I asked you what you wanted, and you told me ‘I don’t need anything, I got you,’ right?”
“Uh-huh.” he answered slowly, eyes wide, staring at Shouto, the gift still in his hand.
“So, I asked Midoriya—” he tried to explain but.

“DEKU TOLD YOU TO GET ME A GIANT DILDO FOR MY BIRTHDAY?!” Katsuki stood up and yelled, still holding the Sex Toy in his hand.
“No!” Shouto replied, “he told me I should get you something we could do Together! I thought Sex Toys would be a fun thing we could do together!”

“IT’S HUGE!” he yelled, finally looking at it again.
It’s 9” (23cm) long, very girthy, the head looked normal but was ribbed all the way down. And it was /orange./
“I wanted it to be different, no point in getting one that's similar to our own sizes.”

“Am I not good enough for you? You want to get fucked with something bigger than me? Is that it?” Shouto blinked at Katsuki’s reply. Surprised that that was the takeaway he got from this gift.

“I thought it could be something we both used… I wanted to use it on you actually, to take care of you for your birthday… I know how much you like getting penetrated but I never seem to satisfy you enough when I finish sooner than you wanted.” Shouto pouted.

“So I figured we could use that if… if you wanted more from me…” Shouto was heartbroken that Katsuki didn’t like his gift.

Shouto wasn’t looking at Katsuki’s face, he was ashamed. But after Shouto’s explanation Katsuki calmed down enough to realize how big of an asshole he was being.
“Wait, no, hold up.” Katsuki tried to say, and sat back down, “I’m sorry. I— I’m being a dick, I was just surprised.”

“I shouldn’t have gotten you anything in the first place like you said,” Shouto muttered and reached for the toy, “If you don’t like it, I’ll try to return it,” /or regift it to Kaminari. He talks about sex a lot./ Shouto thought.

But before he could take it out of his hand, Katsuki moved it away.
“Hold up no, I— I love it okay?” he said, trying to catch Shouto's eye.
“But you were just yelling about it!” Shouto shot back, not believing him.
“I already said it was because I was surprised!” he defended.

“I love that you put so much thought into it. But babe, I am never unsatisfied with you! You’re so perfect and you fill me up so good.”
“You always complain whenever I finish,” Shouto grumbled, “it makes me sad that I can’t give you more…”

“Shouto,” Katsuki took Shouto’s hands, “I only complain because I /never/ want you to finish. You could fuck me for hours and hours, I could cum untouched 7 times with you pounding my ass and I would /still/ complain when you left. Because I always want you inside of me.”

Shouto was shook and looked down at their entwined hands.
Katsuki brought them up to his mouth and kissed Shouto’s knuckles.
“I’m so sorry I overreacted, it’s such a thoughtful gift Sho, you even got it in my favorite color.”

Shouto slightly laughed at that.
“Now come on, let’s put it to use.” Katsuki said almost excitedly.
“Are you sure?” Shouto asked warily.
“Yeah, you gotta fuck me til you’re done then you can shove this monster inside of me.”

“Hmm, well what if I’m not in the mood? I was really upset just now Katsuki, I can’t just get turned on like a switch.” Shouto took his hands back and crossed them with a pout.
“You need me to get you hot? It’s my birthday! You should be the one seducing me!” Katsuki exclaimed.

“You were mean to me, not my fault my libido reacts negativity to that.” Shouto turned his head away from Katsuki, like a child throwing a mini fit.
“Ugh fine!” he snapped, and Shouto felt him stand up.
He turned to look and saw Katsuki take off his shirt. And picked the Toy up.

“Hey babe,” Katsuki said when Shouto met his eye, “look what I can do.”
And lifted the toy up to his lips and licked it from base to tip before putting it in his mouth. Shouto watched as it inched deeper and deeper into his mouth, almost taking it all the way but pulled it out.

“I licked it,” Katsuki said after coughing a few times, “it’s mine, you can’t return it now.” he said and Shouto was impressed. Katsuki stalked over to where Shouto was sitting after placing the Toy on his bedside table. He grabbed Shouto’s face and kissed him roughly.

They kissed for a moment, just lips moving together, nothing too deep. Until Katsuki pulled Shouto’s shirt off and when their lips joined again it got wilder.
Katsuki managed to push Shouto onto the bed.

He laid on top of him as they made out, tongues entwining, Katsuki’s leg in between Shouto’s. Knee pushing against Shouto’s now growing erection.
“I’m gonna get you so hot babe, you’re gonna be begging me to let you fuck me.” Katsuki said as he kissed down Shouto’s neck.

His hand wandered around Shouto’s exposed skin.
“Yeah?” Shouto asked, loving the feeling of Katsuki’s touch.
“Yeah, I’m so excited for you to shove your new cock inside of me. I’m gonna be whining like a little bitch by how good you fuck me.”

In the near five months that they’ve been dating, Shouto has discovered Katsuki likes dirty talk. Shouto doesn’t dislike it, he’s just not good at it. So he lets Katsuki talk the whole time.
Shouto chimes in from time to time just to see Katsuki’s reaction.

The first time they talked about sex was on Valentine’s day, but they didn’t feel ready then. They simply talked about what they might like, researched different ways to have sex between guys, and made out a lot. They ended up having sex the first time month later on White’s day.

After that, they discovered several things about the other. Shouto’s ears were sensitive, and Katsuki loved getting fucked. They switched sometimes but Katsuki would finger himself while he fucked into Shouto too. They tried to communicate their likes and dislikes often.

Katsuki was whispering into Shouto’s ear, his teeth grazing flesh with every word and Shouto was shivering with anticipation for Katsuki to stop teasing him. When Katsuki licked a stripe up Shouto’s ear, he groaned and bucked his hips into Katsuki’s knee.

“There we go, ready to take your pants off?”
“Ye— yes.” Shouto whimpered.
Katsuki shimmied Shouto’s pants and undies off, and when Katsuki tried to crawl back on top of him, Shouto grabbed him and flipped their positions.
“I was supposed to be taking care of you, birthday boy.”

Katsuki was looking up at Shouto with lust filled eyes.
“Well? Get on with it.” he challenged, and Shouto leaned down and licked Katsuki’s closed lips, then his neck, and collarbone, and lapped at each nipple til they were erect and Katsuki was a groaning mess.

“Your nipples are pretty,” Shouto said then nibbled on one gently. “So cute, and they’re all mine aren’t they?”
“Hah— hah ye— yes.” Katsuki was panting hard, as Shouto continued to lick him.
“Good, now tell me what you want.” Shouto lifted his head up to look into Katsuki’s eyes.

“Touch— touch me.” Katsuki whimpered some more.
“Say ‘please’ please,”
“Please, Sho, touch me!” Shouto smiled and removed Katsuki’s pants and underwear.
“Look at your beautiful cock, is that for me too?”
“YES!” Katsuki nearly yelled.

Shouto took his cock in hand and pumped it a few times. Katsuki writhed in pleasure.
He reached over to Katsuki’s bedside drawer and grabbed their bottle of oil they used as lubricant. And coated Katsuki’s cock, letting it run down into his ass crack.

And after coating his fingers in it too, he reached down and started prodding at his hole and watched Katsuki’s eyes fly open.
Shouto slowly worked his finger in, then out, waiting for Katsuki to relax against his finger, enough to add another one. And then another one.

He was a mess of curses and groans. Gripping the bed sheets as Shouto stretched him out. His erection twitching with want as Shouto ignored it in favor of his ass. Gods Shouto loved seeing Katsuki like this, it was delicious.

He could finger him all night if he wanted to, and Katsuki would let him. But, of course, that’s not the point of this session, is it? He decides to reach over, off the edge of the bed, for the box that Katsuki’s gift had been in.

He ended up having to remove his fingers out of Katsuki and he complained noisily.
“Shhh I’m coming back, hold on.” Shouto reassured.
“What’re ya doin?” he whined.
“You didn’t finish unboxing your gift.” Shouto said, pulling out another bundle of bubble wrap from the box.