Kirishima Eijiro x Bakugo Katsuki

Bakugo opened his eyes slowly, a dull throbbing in the back of his head. The room he was in was fairly dark, and he couldn't see more than a foot ahead of him.

Where am I?

He went to move, but found that his hands were bound tightly above his head. He heard soft laughter coming from somewhere in front of him and was surprised when his face was grabbed roughly, his eyes instantly meeting with... Kirishima? But these didn't seem like the eyes of his best friend... these eyes were hungry and controlling.

What the fuck is going on?

He groaned as Kirishima ran his calloused hands over his own heaving chest, pressing him firmly into the wall he was chained to. It was then that Bakugo realized he was completely naked. He tried to speak but all that came out was a soft moan as Kirishima closed his hand over his length, stroking him softly and biting into his neck with his sharp teeth. His movements grew stronger and Bakugo's senses whirled as the sensations Kirishima gave him began to overwhelm him. He found himself begging, needing the release.

Bakugo woke with a start, sweat rolling down his body and his dick painfully erect. He lay there a moment, trying to process what he had just dreamed about. "Kirishima..." he grumbled, gently touching himself through his damp sweatpants.

I don't want to make a mess, I just did these sheets.

Bakugo reached towards the tissue box on his night stand and groaned in frustration. Empty. He glanced over at his alarm clock, it was an early Saturday morning.

I can do it in the shower and nobody will be there.

With newfound determination, Bakugo slid out of his bed and stumbled to his feet. Grabbing his towel and wrapping it gingerly around his waist, he snatched his toiletries and dashed out the door.

Bakugo pushed through the doors of the boys shower room with a bang. Oblivious to the fact that the light was already on, he rushed to strip from his pajamas. His shirt came first, tugged frantically over and off his head. Groaning softly at the friction from his sweatpants, Bakugo let his fingers toy with his erection before stepping into the shower.

The water that hit him was already warm, and Bakugo relished in the feeling of it burning into his skin. He began slowly stroking himself, soft moans escaping his lips as he relived the fantasy he had just dreamed of.

~~~

Kirishima stood frozen in the corner of the bathroom. He had just finished cleaning himself up after his early morning workout. He was trying to train himself to wake up early by working out at ungodly hours of the morning, as he had a terrible habit of sleeping through the day on weekends. Eijiro had just been drying off from his shower when Bakugo entered the room. He had been about to step out and cheerily greet the blonde until he noticed the full erection the other boy was sporting as he slid his sweatpants to his feet.

Kirishima had watched in silent awe as the other boy touched his rather impressive member and stepped into the shower.

I should sneak out and save him the embarrassment.

But Kirishima was frozen to the spot. The gentle moans drifting over the steady thrum of falling water were making his head spin.

Shit... he sounds so good... I really shouldn't be here...

Kirishima was acutely aware of his own feelings of arousal, quickly running his hand over the now growing bulge in the towel wrapped around his waist. Sliding the white towel off his hips he began palming himself.

Kirishima vaguely processed what a bad decision he was making, fondling himself in the open like this, but found his body controlling his actions. As Bakugo's moans grew louder, Kirishima's hand moved faster. He closed his eyes, imagining that he was the one to make him sound like that. He silenced his own shuddery breathing, Bakugo couldn't know what he was doing. He couldn't know he was even there.

"Mmmm... Eijirooo."

Kirishima couldn't help the gasp that left his lips, his hand halting mid stroke and leaving his body yearning in protest.

The sounds from the other boy had stopped completely now, and he heard a shaky voice rise over the drumming of the water.

"W-who the fuck is there?"

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Bakugo felt his pleasure turn to horror as the sound of a gasp penetrated his daydream.

Yelling out for a second time now, he screwed the handle of the shower to the off position and cracked open the stall's door.

"Who the fuck is it?! Show yourself or I'll beat yo-" Bakugo froze as the eyes from his dream suddenly appeared not five inches from his own face. "K-Kirishima..."

Fuck! Why did it have to be Kirishima? He's going to think I'm some kind of pervert!

But Kirishima wasn't looking at him like he was a pervert. In fact his eyes seemed as though they were going to devour him. He shuddered a bit and remembered his dream, his cock twitching at the lewd image that popped into his mind.

"It seems we have a similar problem."
Eijiro's voice was husky as he pushed sharply against the door, sending Bakugo backwards into the stall.

"H-Hey! What the hell!" Bakugo could feel a hot blush painting his features as Kirishima locked the door behind him.
"Would you like a little help?"

Bakugo took in his friend's erection. His shaft was so much bigger than he had imagined it in his dream. His eyes traveled hungrily from the slightly dripping tip, up the pulsing length of him, and towards his taught body. Small droplets of water were still rolling slowly over his flushed abs and chest. Bakugo felt his mouth go dry and he swallowed heavily. Had he done that to him?

Bakugo gritted his teeth, taking another step backwards before raising his gaze from his friend's seductive crotch to meet his eyes.

"...Yes."

Kirishima flashed him a grin, but not one of his usual, happy to see you grins. A more sexual grin, with his eyes narrowed and his tongue moving slightly over his lips. Bakugo shivered as Kirishima stepped closer, his hands landing firmly on his hips and trailing softly down his thighs before moving upwards onto his inner thigh.

"I didn't know you knew my first name." Kirishima was leaning closer now, and Bakugo felt his heart speed up. Kirishima pushed on him gently, backing him up so that he was pressed firmly against the cool, damp tile wall. His breathing quickened as Kirishima's hands found their way closer and closer to his aching member. He couldn't stop the soft moan that slid from his mouth as Kirishima began slowly caressing and stroking his length. A fiery hot sensation pooling in his stomach and pleasure ripping through him at an achingly slow pace.

Kirishima pressed his lips to his throat, growling up at him between sharp, loud kisses. "All this time you pretend not to care. But I'm sure you know everyone's name? Or is it just me?" Bakugo's body was on fire now, soft, gasping moans forcing their way out of him.

Kirishima's kisses moved lower and lower on his body, his mouth slowly traveling over his muscular chest. He paused a moment to suck on his nipple, taking the bud gently between his incredibly sharp teeth and flicking it with his tongue. Bakugo shuddered under him, clenching his teeth to suppress another embarrassing moan from escaping. Between Kirishima's hands and his warm, teasing, mouth, Bakugo was feeling all sorts of sensations blossoming inside of him. He'd never thought to stimulate his nipples before, but god did Kirishima make it feel good. The red head lifted his face from his chest, tongue flicking the tip of his nipple one last time before continuing to his abs. His trailed his open mouth over his muscles, the warmth of his tongue making Bakugo shiver and another breathy noise slithered it's way from between his teeth.

"K-Kirishima.."

Kirishima looked up at him, as he had finally reached the destination he had really wanted to be at in the first place. Just seeing his face looking up at him from between his legs made his knees weak with anticipation. Kirishima's hands were continuing to move over his length at a torturously slow pace, smearing his leaking precum generously over him as he went.

"Don't tell me you've forgotten my first name already?"

Bakugo took a breath to steady himself, Kirishima was very good at using his hands and he didn't want his voice to sound weird when it came out.

"Don't you dare use your teeth, you shark bastard," he hissed out at him between pants.

Kirishima's head popped back in shock.
"I think I'll do a much better job than you... tough guy." He ran his tongue tauntingly over the dripping tip of his trembling cock, causing Bakugo's breath to catch in his throat once more.

"Is that a challenge?" He managed to croak out.

The red head grinned up at him, "Yes." and moved forward to slowly swallow his length, taking him deep into his hot mouth. Bakugo's head shot backwards and he choked out a high pitched moan immediately. He had never felt this good before. Kirishima pulled back some, bobbing his head and moving up and down over his shaft. His tongue swirled around him, sending his body into ripples of burning pleasure. One of his hands stroked the length of him that he hadn't taken into his mouth and Bakugo squeezed his eyes shut.

"F-fuck... Eijiro..."

Kirishima's free hand moved to gently caressing his balls and Bakugo could feel his legs tremble beneath him. Eijiro met his eyes and took him fully into his mouth, pressing slowly forwards until his entire length was buried in his throat. He stayed there, not moving, as Bakugo quivered and twitched inside of him. Kirishima hummed, eliciting another shuddery moan from the boy above him as the vibrations drove him wild. Slowly, Eijiro pulled his mouth off of him with a pop, and twisted a hand over his length.
He gazed up at him mischievously, lazily licking his the underside of his head with his tongue.

"That good, eh Bakugo?"

"C-close..."

Kirishima felt a thrill course through him. Bakugo could hardly catch his breath because of him. He was covering his face slightly with the palms of his hands, but Kirishima could still see the deep blush that covered his face, and his eyes were locked intensely onto his own. His body was trembling, and Kirishima rubbed his now sticky hands reassuringly over his thighs. Taking him into his mouth once more, he bobbed his head quickly, pushing himself to let the blonde reach the back of his throat each time he came down.

Bakugo was a moaning mess, and when he swirled his tongue again, he both felt and heard Bakugo release his load into him. Hot strands of cum shot into his throat, and he swallowed heavily, ignoring the salty taste. Pulling off of the other boy, he watched as he sunk to his knees.

Bakugo's face seemed glazed over, with his eyes half shut and his cheeks flushed a deep pink as he came off of his high. It was a face Kirishima had only ever dreamed of seeing. He took a mental picture as he waited for Bakugo to calm down.

Bakugo had never been able to climax like that before. He watched as Kirishima leaned forward, cupping his slightly trembling face with his large calloused hands and pressing his lips softly against his own. It took him a few moments, but soon they were kissing with a passion, their lips parting, teeth clashing, and tongues wrestling for dominance. Bakugo groaned into his mouth, tasting himself on the red head's tongue.

It took Bakugo a moment to compose himself after they pulled apart, a thin strand of saliva stretching between their tongues. He raised his burning red eyes to meet Kirishima's.

"Your turn."

Kirishima stood with another of his sensual grins, and leaned back against the damp tile wall. Bakugo watched as he pumped his hand over his neglected erection, it's length once again mesmerizing the ash blonde.

This isn't a dream, idiot. Bakugo thought as he tore his eyes from Kirishima's enticing movements. How am I going to take his whole length?

Quickly he snatched at Kirishima's hand, pulling it sharply away from his dick.

"That's my job," he growled, sitting up slightly and taking the tip into his mouth. Bakugo had never done anything like this before, but he had to prove to that dunce that he was better than him.

Shit, he's huge! I'm not even halfway down yet!

Bakugo thought as he struggled to figure out how to take him all at once, as Kirishima had done to him. Bakugo choked as he hit the back of his throat, and Kirishima laughed quietly from above him.

Damn it! I can't lose!

Bakugo pulled back a bit, pumping his hands over the other boy's length as he caught his breath, his eyes flicking angrily up at Kirishima's amused expression. Slowly, he eased back down over his length, creating a suction as his hand moved feverishly over the part of Eijiro's erection that he couldn't swallow yet.

It was then that Bakugo got an idea. Pulling off of him once more, he ignored the sympathetic question of surrender from the red head's mouth and instead reached towards the hands that Kirishima had gripping his hips.

I'm going to fucking regret this... but my throat's suffered plenty of abuse before.

Placing Kirishima's hands firmly in his hair, he lined himself up and took his tip into his mouth once more, this time sucking and playing with it in his mouth as he glared up at Eijiro.

"B-Bakugo... are you sure?"

Bakugo rolled his eyes. Didn't this guy get what he was trying to do? Opening his throat as wide as he could, he pushed himself further onto his pulsing thick cock. Bakugo felt Kirishima's hands tighten in his hair and he moaned deeply as Kirishima took control again.

Rolling his hips slowly, Kirishima pressed further bit by bit into Bakugo's tight throat. Bakugo's eye's were half lidded, and he made a few choking noises. Kirishima contemplated pulling out, but Katsuki's fierce red eyes were locked onto his own and willed him not to stop.

"Bakugoooo..." Kirishima groaned out, his length almost entirely encased in Bakugo's hot cavern. He was nearing his climax, and began moving his hips faster, pounding into him repeatedly. He gazed down at Bakugo, who's hair was ruffed from the pull of his hands, and his ruby eyes were rolled almost completely into his head. Tears pooled and dripped down his cheeks, and he made a few more constricted noises that just turned Kirishima on even more.

His thrusts becoming sloppier, he cried out as he reached his climax, shakily pouring himself into the other boy's throat. Kirishima shuddered and slowly pulled out of his mouth so that he could breathe. Bakugo made a small noise as he caught his breath, white cum and saliva dripping down over his chin as Kirishima's length completely pulled out. Blinking a few times, Bakugo swallowed and licked his lips, standing shakily and bracing himself on the other boy.

"That was amazing." Kirishima breathed, watching the blonde carefully for any signs of irritability. But he found none, as Bakugo turned to face him, his big red eyes seemed pleased. The two leaned together to kiss once more, this time slower, calmer.

Bakugo pulled back at last, a small smile playing at his lips. "Damn right it was"

Word Count : 2695

Hey guys! I'm coming out of some serious writers block, so I'm sorry for the late update! I have some other ship-fics in progress that I was going to finish before this, but this one came to me first. See you guys next chapter!     ~TAK