"Katsuki Bakugo, I expected-" the teacher looked up from the roster. "But you, Izuku Midoriya- I thought you were better than this."

"He told me to hit him back," I said in defense.

"Yeah, I didn't mean it, Deku," Bakugo shot back.

"Then maybe you shouldn't have said it-" I snapped.

"Okay, enough. You, go sit over there. Midoriya, other side of the room. I have papers to grade so I'll be down in the office, but I expect when I come back in an hour and a half, the room won't be on fire. And if it is, another week's detention for the both of you. Just sit and be quiet. Do some homework maybe," he smiled. He left the room and locked the door behind him. We're not that untrustable.

"Deku," Kacchan stood up and walked over to my desk.

"K-Kacchan he said to stay in our seats," I stuttered, standing up and moving away from him.

"What is wrong with you? You think you can punch me in the chest and then walk away from me?" he growled. He pulled up his shirt and pointed at a red mark on his chest. "Look at this shit, Deku."

"I- Kacchan, I didn't think I hit you that hard-"

"You did!" he shouted. "You fucking punched me dumbass."

"Don't-" I held my hands up. He looked down and realized he was holding his hands up, fully prepared to use his quirk.

"You think your weak little hands are enough to stop my quirk? Put your hands down," he walked closer to me. I didn't want to get hurt, but obedience seemed safer than defense around Bakugo.

"Bakugo, he said very specifically not to light the room on fire," I reminded him.

"Of course. Shitty nerd always following the rules," his voice was deeper. I stared at him in fear, yet felt the slightest bit of interest. "Then again, I suppose you enjoy being told what to do. Isn't that right, Midoriya." His deep voice sent shivers down my spine as I looked up at him.

"Y-yes," I stuttered, my thoughts becoming foggy.

"Yes? Are you enjoying this?" he asked, a smirk creeping onto his face.

"I- n- no," I shook my head, trying to fall out of whatever trance he had me under.

"Are you sure?" he whispered, moving closer and pinning me to the wall. His knee lifted between my legs, causing me to wince at the contact. "Shitty Deku-"

"St-stop being s-so mean," I shuddered.

"Stop? I've been mean to you this whole time-" he leaned close to my ear. "Yet you're still hard. It's almost as if you like it," he whispered, moving his leg slightly just to mess with me.

"K-Kacchan," I whimpered.

"Look at you, Deku. Rutting yourself against my leg like a bitch in heat," he smiled. I hadn't noticed the moment of my hips until he pointed it out, but I couldn't stop myself. My brain felt clouded, the high of lust taking over.

"Ah~" I whined as he lifted his leg slightly.

"You shouldn't be the only one getting to feel good," Bakugo said quietly, moving his leg back. I whined at the loss of contact, but was stopped by his lips on mine. He licked my bottom lip for entrance and I gladly accepted it. Our tongue's danced together as he reached below my waistband.

"Ass," he said, holding my waistband. I turned around, my chest pushed up against the wall as he pulled my pants down. "Look how obedient you are~" he cooed.

"Sh-shut up," I shuddered.

"How about you shut up," he reached around and shoved two fingers into my mouth. I covered them in spit and stared back at him when he pulled them away. "Face forward."

"Ah, Kacchan~" I moaned as I felt him insert his fingers into me.

"You really are enjoying this, aren't you?" he chuckled. I nodded and muffled myself with my hand as he moved his fingers.

"K-Kacchan, please-" I whined shakily.

"Please what, Deku?" he smiled.

"Please- um-" I whined as he removed his fingers.

"You want me inside you, don't you?" he asked in a teasing voice. I muttered a quiet yes. "What was that?"

"Yes," I pleaded. He stared at me with narrowed eyes before shaking his head.

"You really are just a useless nerd," he chuckled.

"Katsuki~" I gasped as he thrusted into my ass.

"Good enough to use my real name, huh?" he smiled, continuing his thrusting. I nodded quickly in response, trying to quiet my moans. His thrusts and groans clouded my mind. I could barely feel my legs when he suddenly leaned close to my ear.

"Cum with me," he whispered. I let out a whimper in response, causing him to smile and thrust harder. "Izuku~" he cooed.

"F-fuck-" I breathed.

"Good enough to make the good little nerd cuss? I'm better than I thought. Come on, Midoriya. You know you want to~" His words were laced with honey. It made the knot in my stomach tighten.

"Katsuki- I-" I was cut off by him holding his hand over my mouth.

"Do it, Izuku," he whispered. The shivers that his whisper sent down my spine were enough to push me over the edge.

"Bakugo-" I breathed out.

"Look at you, Deku. You see what you just did?" Kacchan smiled. I looked down at the white liquid dripping onto the floor and couldn't help but smile myself. "Are you smiling?" he grabbed my chin and forced me to look back at him. "What's so funny?" I would normally feel threatened when he said those words, but he was smiling himself, so I felt safe.

"I've been wanting to do that but-" I sighed. "I never thought it would be in a classroom," I laughed. He stared at me with amusement.

"Just got fucked in the ass and still has the energy to give me one of his shitty smiles," he chuckled. "How adorable."

"We should probably get this cleaned up before we get caught," I suggested.

"Then let's get going," he smiled. I had never seen Katsuki smile happily instead of maliciously when looking at me, but I was already getting used to it. I liked it.

Here, you horny fucks. Have some content. I wrote this on what I like to call "low power mode" aka me being tired so enjoy how shitty it is. good day to you sirs (and ma'ams and enby friends)