Okay but what about ceo Bakugou coming home late at night, sighing and groaning and rolling his shoulders to unwind after a long day of work, taking his jacket off and checking his phone as he shuffles inside his huge apartment,
catching up with any important text he might've missed from family, or from Kirishima.

>>Me (2:20pm)<<
>Be a good puppy tonight and wait for me.

>>Eijirou K. (2:21pm)<<
>Hahaha will do!! 🐶🦴

>>Eijirou K. (2:22pm)<<
>Love u lots ill spoil the shit out of my fave hubby tonight
Bakugou pockets his phone, smiling smugly to himself. There's a soft light filtering from the master bedroom, and his favourite incense is burning.

He sighs contently.

It's at nights like this that he's glad he's got himself such a perfect partner.
"I'm home," he calls out, just outside the bedroom door.

In front of him, his husband is casually sitting on one of their expensive white armchairs with one ankle over his thigh, half covering his delicious dick from Bakugou's view.
"Welcome back," he murmurs, unstraddling his legs to stand up.

The tail buttplug that matches the perked ears on top of his head sways behind him, and he smiles fondly as he offers his leash to Bakugou when he is close enough. The blond returns his smile with a hot kiss.
Kirishima indulges him, circling his strong arms around his neck to pull him closer. They hum into it, their sounds mingling with the metallic clinks of Kirishima's studded collar.

He gasps after a particularly strong pull of his lips, tilting his head back to catch his breath.
"I'm so damn ready," he growls excitedly, a devious spark twinkling in his eyes.

Bakugou grins back, dark and intense.

"You know the drill, right?"

"Sure do," Kirishima chuckles, stepping backwards to the bed and pulling Bakugou with him, "Now get here; puppy needs attentions"
When the back of his knees hit the bed, Kirishima crawls on top of their covers and gets in position.

He stands firmly on all fours, ass in full display for Bakugou to enjoy.
The other man nearly whines behind him, grabbing the leash with one hand and taking a handful of Kirishima's hairy ass with the other.

"Fuck yeah, this ass deserves all my fucking attention indeed. Be a good boy and present for me, puppy."
Kirishima whines happily in the back of his throat, dropping his face and arms down, spreading his legs a bit more.

His hard cock is hanging heavily between his legs, and Bakugou can't help reaching down to give it a couple strokes.
Kirishima perks his ass up even more, obviously enjoying the attentions. Bakugou smirks, pumping him from base to tip a couple more times until Kirishima is wiggling his ass and whining for more.

The dick in his hand feels hot and inviting, and fuck- he's not gonna last tonight.
He bites his lip, removing his hands from Kirishima's body. The redhead complains loudly, tilting his head so he can give Bakugou his best pouty face.

Bakugou chuckles, giving his ass a generous smack. He strokes it right afterwards, watching Kirishima clench around the plug.
"Good puppy, you're behaving so well tonight. Look at you," he purrs, reaching with two fingers to pull on the plug. Kirishima is taken by surprise, so he can't contain a gasped moan. "All soft and open for your master. Fuck,"
He runs his free hand down one of Kirishima's hairy legs, the leash around his wrist brushing against toned muscle, "I wanna eat you out so bad, puppy. Im gonna make you come on my tongue, and you can't fucking stop me."
Kirishima grins at him, swaying his hips from side go side as a silent invitation. He watches intently as Bakugou removes the plug from his ass, and at his husband's murmured 'You good?', he gives an appreciative bark that makes the other hiss and curse loudly.
True to his words, Bakugou gets to it without wasting a minute.

Kirishima closes his eyes, whining and enjoying the feeling of Bakugou's tongue against his sensitive, sloppy hole- he groans at every slurp, curls his toes at every bite on his coarse ass cheek.
Bakugou is spreading his cheeks apart with both hands, diving in like a starving man. He doesnt hold back, and Kirishima thinks his back is going to break at how much he's arching it. It's just too fucking good, and rutting against that sinful tongue isnt nearly enough.
He signals his need with another weak bark, and his master immediately slips a finger inside him.

"Ahhh, fuck," he mumbles, clenching down hard on Bakugou's rough finger. Bakugou laps around it, wiggling his tongue right where it makes Kirishima's skin ripple with goosebumps.
That single teasing finger slips in and out of him, providing just enough friction to make his dick drool, but not enough to make him outright cum.

But that's okay. He knows his master won't disappoint.
He hears more shuffling behind him, and the bed dips with Bakugou's weight. He doesn't open his eyes, opting instead to wait for Bakugou's next move.

His master's free hand wraps around his dick again, but this time it's here to stay.
"Good pup, so pretty and leaking for your master," Bakugou praises him from behind, and Kirishima weakly woofs for him. Bakugous rough hand rewards him with a long, purposeful stroke from behind, pushing all the way back until Kirishimas balls are pressed tight against his taint.
"Look at this," Bakugou breathes out, "I should call you pony instead of pup, this is a fucking horse cock. So heavy and so hot. You like being milked from behind, don't you, pup?" he praises more, and Kirishima moans loudly in return, nodding his head eagerly.
"Fuckin' knew it. I fuckin' love it when you're bratty like this," Bakugou growls, squeezing Kirishima's dick tighter and giving his ass a rough fingering that elicits a yelp from his pup, "You're gorgeous and you know it, do you have the slightest idea how sexy that is?"
Kirishima can feel his face burn, and as usual, his husband's words of praise get to his dick quicker than anything else. It throbs in Bakugou's hand, and there's no way the blond didnt feel it.
On the contrary, Kirishima is glad to note that his master did, in fact, appreciate it, because a second later he's being tugged closer by the collar, the finger that was stuffing him leaving him empty and needy.
He doesn't have much time (or mental capacity) to feel sorry about it though, because the hand on his dick twists around him and he's forced to arch back against Bakugou's clothed erection.

Oh, fuck yeah. That's what he was waiting for.
He lets out one of those excited yips that he knows sends his master crazy, and lo and behold, that thick bulge thrusts against his puffy asshole like it wants to break him. He moans loudly, but Bakugou tugs on the collar to shush him.
"Oh no, puppy. Tonight i wanna see you be obedient and keep it in. Daddy had a rough day and can't afford to get a headache 'cause his dog was too eager, got it?"

Kirishima nods profusely, rutting into Bakugou's still hand that's gripping him almost painfully.
Bakugou hums, rolling his hips against his ass and loosening the grip around the base of Kirishima's dick.

"Very good boy. You got ready and waited for me," Bakugou says, easing the force holding Kirishima's collar, "And you're gonna suck daddy off later, you deserve a treat."
Kirishima wants to reply, to voice how ready he is to gag on his master's engorged cock, but he said he'd be good, so he stays still, painfully aware of Bakugou's body shifting away from him.
When Bakugou's tongue is back on him he immediately wants to melt onto the bed and enjoy his fuzzy ass getting eaten like a juicy peach, but he wasn't told he can move, so he braces himself to stay still and unmoving from his all-fours.
Bakugou is merciless though, stroking him and licking him like it's his duty to make Kirishima disobey, so he can rub it on him afterwards- but fuck that, Kirishima is a good fucking boy, and mama raised no quitters!
He suppresses his mewls, but he can't suppress his shivers. His body is shaking from the mix of pain and pleasure, wishing Bakugou would both speed up and slow down, be gentler on his ass but also slap him until he's crying and begging for him to stop.
He's panting like the dog he is, he knows that, and he hopes that Bakugou is hearing him- that he knows what he's doing to him.
The slide of his master's hand on his length is much smoother now, and he feels some of his own precome stick to his pubes. He knows Bakugou will want to lick him clean later, and the mere thought makes him clench around the tongue in his ass.
"Ah! A-ah," he stutters, dropping his head forward and squeezing his eyes shut. His master's hand focuses on his soppy tip, twisting and pulling like he's really milking him. Kirishima whines loudly, fighting against himself to not spread his legs like a bitch for more.
He's expecting a slap for being noisy, but Bakugou's hand reaches for the collar instead, tugging him until Kirishima is back into the correct position.

Which is, facing the mirror hanging on the opposite wall.

Fucker wants to see Kirishimas orgasm face reflected in the mirror.
Kirishima whines at that, reveling in the way Bakugou is eyeing his reflection and his hand is keeping his head upright.

His eyes are full of adoration, his face full of ass, and his hand sliding down to squeeze one of Kirishima's hairy pecs.

Neither of them is gonna last.
As expected, Kirishima is the one to give in first- there's only so much a man in a studded collar and fuzzy ears can bear before he comes like a fountain under his husband's expert ministrations.
His balls draw up and Bakugou sucks them in his mouth when he senses Kirishima's undoing, swirling them eagerly.

His master angles Kirishima's dick so he's coming all over his clothed hard-on, his index and thumb circle his flushed, wet tip, squeezing every drop out of him.
Kirishima feels like jelly, and his master is courteous enough to let him go and roll on his back to catch his breath. He swings one arm over his eyes, and giggles when he feels Bakugou mouth and kiss his fuzzy tits and stomach.

"Aw, baby, don't-"
"We're not done yet, puppy," Bakugou cuts him short, and Kirishima immediately sits up, staring wide-eyed at him with a mix of confusion and excitement.

Bakugou simply sits back, pointing to his ruined crotch area with a big smirk plastered on his face.
"You made a mess like a bad, bad boy. I think you should clean up after yourself first, and then we'll get to your punishment. Sound good?"

Kirishima grins, licking his lips as he unbuckles Bakugous belt and drops to his dick-height.
He sucks on Bakugou's pants, moaning against the fabric. His master hums approvingly, guiding one of his hands to take out his already leaking cock from his underwear.

Kirishima groans, licking a stripe on his soft skin.

"Maybe i should be a bad boy more often~"

🦴🦴
Goodnight i sleep 🥰🥰 its been so long since the last time i went feral on main I'll now go hide my face elsewhere 🥰🥰
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