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Can You Repeat That?

Bakugou Katsuki x Fem!Reader

Explicit (18+)

Summary: Bakugou was determined to ruin you, and he wasn’t about to let a phone call stop him. Now? You were going to pay for it.

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Bakugou had you spread out on your bed, legs hooked over his shoulders, his tongue dragging slow, lazy circles over your clit. His fingers curled inside you, stretching you open, teasing that sweet spot that had you seeing stars.

It was embarrassing how fast he had you unraveling, body trembling under his touch, gasps and moans slipping from your lips before you could stop them.

“You’re so fuckin’ sensitive,” he muttered, voice muffled as he flicked his tongue against you. “Haven’t even gotten started, and you’re already falling apart.”

“K-katsuki—” You choked on your words when he sucked your clit into his mouth, groaning like you were his last meal.

Then—your phone rang.

You barely registered it at first, too drunk on pleasure, but the name flashing on the screen caught your attention. Mina.

You reached for it with shaky fingers, and Bakugou—who definitely noticed—grinned against your skin.

The second you answered, his mouth was on you again, tongue dipping into your entrance, fingers pressing deeper, harder.

“Hey, Mina,” you breathed, trying—and failing—to sound normal.

“Hey, babe! Just wanted to remind you we’re going on our double date in an hour! You guys didn’t forget, right?”

Bakugou’s scarlet eyes flicked up to yours, dark with amusement. His lips brushed your clit as he murmured, “Better keep talkin’, sweetheart.”

Your body jerked at the vibration of his voice, pleasure coiling tight in your stomach.

“I—n-no, I didn’t forget,” you said, voice a little too breathy.

Mina giggled. “You sure? You sound kinda out of breath. You okay?”

Bakugou chuckled into your cunt, dragging his tongue up your slit before sucking your clit into his mouth, hard. You slapped a hand over your mouth, muffling the desperate sound that almost slipped.

“I-I’m just—uh—” Your breath hitched when he added a third finger, stretching you wider. “Getting r-ready!”

Bakugou nipped at your inner thigh, eyes gleaming. “Damn right you are.”

Your free hand fisted in the sheets as he worked you over, lips and fingers moving in sync, his tongue pressing slow, deliberate strokes against your swollen clit. The heat in your stomach was unbearable, a desperate ache building, pushing you closer—

“Great! I’ll see you both soon then, yeah?”

Your entire body tensed. Bakugou fucking knew you were about to come. His tongue flicked faster, fingers moving in a way that had your vision going white.

“Y-Yeah, see you soon!” You rushed out, immediately tossing your phone aside, barely hearing Mina’s goodbye before you hung up.

The second the call ended, your head dropped back with a strangled moan, pleasure crashing into you as your orgasm ripped through you. Your thighs clamped around Bakugou’s head, your back arching off the bed as you came hard, waves of heat rolling through you.

But he didn’t stop.

His fingers kept moving, his tongue dragging through your folds, slow, teasing licks that had you whimpering. Your body jerked with overstimulation, thighs twitching, but Bakugou held you down, sucking your clit back into his mouth as you sobbed.

“Too much—” You gasped, hands weakly pushing at his head.

Bakugou only chuckled, nipping at your thigh. “Nah, you can take it.”

His fingers curled again, pressing deep, and you let out a broken whimper, legs trembling. Your body was still too sensitive, but that only egged him on. He was watching you so closely, eating up every little sound, every twitch.

“You think you can answer the phone when I’m eatin’ this pretty little pussy?” His voice was smug, fingers still buried inside you.

“I-I thought it was important!”

Bakugou clicked his tongue, withdrawing his fingers—only to slap your clit, making you yelp.

“You’re a real brat, y’know that?” He leaned over you, pressing his fingers to your lips. “Open.”

You obeyed without thinking, tongue darting out as he slid his fingers into your mouth. The taste of yourself coated them, warm and slick, and his pupils blown as he watched you suck.

“Good fuckin’ girl.” His voice was low, thick with arousal. “S’pose I should reward you for bein’ so sweet.”

He smirked, dragging the head of his cock through your soaked folds.

“Now, lemme see how many times I can make you come before dinner.”

His cock was still buried deep inside you, his breath hot against your lips, his body radiating heat as he came down from his high.

But you weren’t catching a break.

Bakugou’s hands wandered, trailing down your sides, across your stomach, his fingers brushing over the mess between your thighs. His touch was too gentle, too teasing—and you knew exactly what that meant.

“You still got an hour ‘til dinner, don’t you?” His voice was smug, breathless, but still cocky as ever.

Your body twitched at the implication, still reeling from the last orgasm. “Katsuki—”

He smirked, dragging a thumb through the mixture of his release and your arousal, bringing it up to your clit. He barely applied pressure, just a slow, lazy circle—just enough to make you twitch.

“C’mon, sweetheart,” he murmured, pressing soft kisses along your jaw, down your neck. “Thought you wanted to see if you could handle it?

You whimpered, thighs trying to close around his hand, but he tut-tutted, forcing them apart.

“you’re actin’ shy?” His lips curled into a smirk, fingers dipping lower, teasing your oversensitive entrance. “Nah, baby, you don’t get to tap out now.”

You knew he was enjoying this—the way you were squirming, overstimulated and helpless under his touch.

His cock twitched inside you, still half-hard.

Fuck.

“You’re already gettin’ tight around me already, you must really want it.” He groaned, rolling his hips just slightly, just enough for you to feel it. You bit your lip, trying to shake your head—but your body told him otherwise.

“Liar,” he muttered. Then, without warning, he pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach.

You barely had time to react before he was manhandling you, his hands gripping your hips, lifting them up, arching your back just right—until you were spread out beneath him, ass up, face pressed into the pillow.

“Fuck, look at you,” he groaned, hands squeezing your ass, pulling your cheeks apart just to watch your swollen, soaked cunt twitch in anticipation. “So messy—such a fuckin’ pretty pussy.”

A slap landed against your ass, the sharp sting sending heat through your body. You yelped, fingers twisting in the sheets, but he just chuckled.

“You like that?” He grinned, smoothing a hand over the stinging skin before grabbing your waist, aligning himself at your entrance again. “Then you’re gonna love this.”

He slammed into you in one deep thrust, stretching you all over again.

Your mouth fell open in a silent scream, body jerking at the overstimulation.

“Yeah, that’s fuckin’ right,” Bakugou groaned, fingers digging into your hips. “Take it, baby.”

His pace was relentless—his hips snapping into yours, his cock dragging against that sweet, sensitive spot with every thrust. You felt everything—too much, too good, the pleasure burning through you so intensely that your mind blanked.

The sounds filling the room were filthy—your moans, his groans, the wet, obscene slap of skin on skin.

Your arms gave out, your cheek pressing into the pillow as he fucked you into the mattress. “S-suki—”

“I know, baby,” he gritted out, voice strained, breathless. “I fuckin’ know.” He flipped you on your back before quickly sticking himself deep inside of you again.

His hand slid down, pressing against your stomach, right where he was hitting deepest. “You feel me right here, huh?”

You struggle to nod your head yes. “Ain’t so talkative now, huh?” He pulled back slightly, shifting to hook one of your legs over his arm, angling himself deeper. Your eyes rolled back, a sob slipping from your lips when he slammed into that perfect spot inside you.

Your response was a broken sob, your walls clenching around him.

“Fuck,” he groaned, “you’re so tight—‘m gonna fuckin’ ruin you, baby.”

His fingers found your clit again, rubbing fast, mercilessly, dragging you to the edge too quickly.

“Cum for me again, princess,” he ordered, voice sharp, commanding. “Cum all over my cock.”

And you did.

Your body locked up, pleasure crashing into you like a tidal wave. Your vision blurred, your breath caught in your throat, your walls milking his cock as you came hard.

Bakugou groaned, his rhythm faltering, his grip on your hips bruising as he fucked you through it. “Shit— I’m gonna—”

With one last deep, brutal thrust, he spilled inside you, a low, guttural moan tearing from his throat as he filled you up.

The both of you collapsed, his weight pressing against you, your bodies slick with sweat, chests heaving.

For a moment, the only sound was your ragged breathing.

Bakugou chuckled. “Think Mina’s gonna notice if we’re late?”

You groggily grabbed your phone, panic setting in when you saw the time. You had completely lost track of it.

Mina’s texts were waiting for you:

Mina (8:38): Girl… are you guys coming? Me and Kiri already ordered the apps!

Mina (8:50): You two are actual sluts.

Mina (8:51): We can try again next week. Call me when you’re done fucking 🥰❤️

Your face turned bright red.

‘fuck. me.’

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Routine Rescue

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wfLUrBN by Silveryshards Everyone knew Katsuki Bakugo was an alpha - how could he not be an alpha? He was a hero, damn it. Not like that damn Deku, who only became an alpha after getting OFA. For the longest time, he insisted having an omega was beneath him. He didn’t need one, he’d brag, cocky as ever with his signature smirk. Until he meets an omega that makes him think differently, that is. Words: 4563, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Reader, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Mating Bites, Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Alpha Kirishima Eijirou, Alpha Bakugou Katsuki, Omega Verse, Hand Jobs, Praise Kink, Sex, Workplace Sex, Biting, Blood, Choking, Exhibitionism read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/wfLUrBN

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Precipice

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Throne

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EymoLs7 by Silveryshards When Prince Bakugo returned to rule over the Barbarians while his mother was away on a diplomatic mission for a year, he took to sitting on the throne in…a unique way. Or, Kirishima thinks Bakugo looks like a feast on the throne. Words: 1050, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Barbarian Bakugou Katsuki, Dragon Kirishima Eijirou read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/EymoLs7

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Magazine

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/usXh9SD by Silveryshards Words: 703, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M, Other Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki, Background & Cameo Characters, Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Solo Kirishima, Masturbating, Porn Magazines, Kiri is a himbo, Himbo Kirishima Eijirou read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/usXh9SD

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Different

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/D8WTdkc by Silveryshards Kirishima and Bakugo dated in high school but its been years since they last spoke. Words: 2761, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Background & Cameo Characters, Midoriya Izuku, Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki, Ashido Mina, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, KrBk main pair, mentions/brief Bkdk, Angst and Feels, Blowjobs, Masturbation, stalkery for a sec, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Quirk Use During Sex (My Hero Academia), Rushed Prep, Spit As Lube, Anal Fingering, Dry Orgasm, Sexual Overstimulation, Male Squirting, Creampie, Light Dom/sub, Praise Kink, Size Difference, Aftercare, Krbk endgame read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/D8WTdkc

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Lunch Date

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/pVXEHZM by Silveryshards Pro-hero boyfriends Bakugo and Kirishima are terrors to the poor Dynamight agency staff. They fuck like rabbits, teen rabbits. This time they decide to skip lunch in favor of having a different type of feast. Words: 1544, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Feral Kirishima (Pro-hero BFs) Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Krbk, kiribaku, Workplace Sex, Rough Sex, Feral Kirishima Eijirou, Rushed Prep, Spit As Lube, Praise Kink, Swearing, Sexual Overstimulation, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Creampie, Quirk Use During Sex (My Hero Academia) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/pVXEHZM

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Club Night

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/cwnlRjE by Silveryshards Katsuki Bakugo has always been fascinated with hybrids. Once he hit puberty that interest grew into something...more. And he was finally going to explore that hybrid kink. Then he meets a massive red lion hybrid with a sunshine smile at the new hybrid night club. Words: 9516, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Background & Cameo Characters, Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi, Todoroki Shouto Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Krbk, kiribaku, Hybrids, Lion Hybrid Kirishima Eijirou, Hybrid Kirishima Eijirou, Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Top Kirishima Eijirou, Bottom Bakugou Katsuki, Anxiety Attacks, Self Kink Shame, Size Difference, Size Kink, Scent Kink, Pheromones, Mating Bites, Dry Humping, Dry Orgasm, Multiple Orgasms, Ass Play, Come Eating, Ass to Mouth, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Creampie, Human Bakugou Katsuki, Purring Kirishima Eijirou, Insecure Kirishima Eijirou, Biting read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/cwnlRjE

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Patrol Break

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/f7WF4eK by Silveryshards Dynamight and Red Riot were on a night patrol together when Kirishima goes...a little feral again. Words: 1433, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Feral Kirishima (Pro-hero BFs) Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Established Relationship, kiribaku, Krbk, Public Sex, Feral Kirishima Eijirou, eating ass, Spit As Lube, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Biting read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/f7WF4eK

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Cumming Home

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/AU4573j by Silveryshards Bakugo had a shit day at work, but he knows exactly what will make him feel better, and he's waiting at home. Words: 691, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Oral Sex, Choking, drool, Come Swallowing, Face-Fucking, Praise Kink, Dom/sub, Dom Bakugou Katsuki, Sub Kirishima Eijirou, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/AU4573j

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Night Rut

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/R4Wm7j6 by Silveryshards Barbarian Prince Bakugo wakes up to his dragon whining in the middle of the night. It's that time of year again. Words: 674, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Additional Tags: Barbarian Bakugou Katsuki, Dragon Kirishima Eijirou, Dragon Shifter Kirishima Eijirou, dragon dick, Huge dragon dick, seriously it's big, Rut, Kirishima in Rut, Hand Jobs, Soft Dom Bakugou Katsuki, Praise Kink, Lots of Cum, hyperspermia maybe?, Wings, Quickies, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/R4Wm7j6

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Club Night

NSFW! KiriBaku. Lion Hybrid!Kirishima x Human!Bakugo. All characters are 18+.

Tags/Warnings: KiriBaku, lion hybrid Kirishima x human Bakugo, self-kink shame, anxiety attack, purring, pheromones, sex work, hybrid anatomy (aka lion dick), Top!Kirishima, Bottom!Bakugo, biting, mating bite, scent kink, size kink, size difference, dry humping, cum eating, blowjob, eating ass, fingering, anal, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, dry orgasm, maybe squirting, creampie, passing out from sex

Word Count: 9,516

A/N: I was inspired to write this based on Dark's rendition of Lion Hybrid!Kiriahima over on Bluesky, if you like this fic go give her some love! Additionally, if you prefer x reader, I will eventually have both gender neutral reader and fem reader versions, just keep your eye out on my masterlist!

Having a hybrid kink wasn’t as taboo as it used to be. Now, there was a whole hybrid sex work industry that existed, above board! And highly reputable club just opened in the city near Katsuki Bakugo.

Bakugo’s heart raced as he walked through the doors into the thrumming bass of the club. The beat so strong he was able to ignore the flutter of his heart and instead focus on the vibrations in his body. He handed the bouncer his ID and paid the cover charge.

The dance music continued to pour through the club’s speakers as he ventured inside. His tongue sat heavy in his mouth, so dry he could almost taste it. Water, the bar, he needed water. 

Bright, vibrant lights strobed and flashed across the club. There were many human patrons like Bakugo mulling around the dance floor, around the show stage, and around the bar. And then…there were the hybrids.

They were all so beautiful. How could they all be so beautiful it hurt? Each in their own unique outfit. Some wore cropped tanks and leggings, others in stripper lingerie, and some in regular street clothes. Accessible to all levels of patron comfortability. He appreciated that.

Bakugo wasn't sure he’d be able to approach any of the more sexily adorned hosts. His cheeks flushed scarlet and he rushed to the bar to stutter out his request for water. Thankfully, the bartender was a gentle looking human. He smiled at Bakugo knowingly and got him a bottle of water.

Sagging into the bar seat felt like the only thing keeping him grounded. He was excited but he was also so anxious he could barely breathe. What was he doing here? Him, of all people, in a place like this?

Was he really that pathetic?

No. No. No. Fuck off anxiety. Indulging in this kink and seeking the company of a hybrid in a consensual and healthy environment was good. His heart raced harder and the pounding in his ears swelled to a tempo that drowned out the techno.

Squeezing the water bottle didn’t help. Squeezing his eyes shut didn’t help. He had to ground. He frantically tried to recall one of his on the go grounding rituals.

“Hey, are you okay? Do you need to sit somewhere quiet?” A deep, soft, but energetic voice asked, cutting through the thunder of Bakugo’s heartbeat.

Bakugo’s eyes snapped back open, and he turned, mortification icy in his veins. Next to him stood a crimson furred lion hybrid that had to be at least 7 feet tall. His scarlet hair fell in waves around his chiseled face, framing it like a mane would. The longer locks cascaded down his back all the way to his ass.

His feline ears stuck out on top of his head, the crimson fur contrasting against scarlet locks. He was all shades of red. Sharp, kind crimson eyes searched Bakugo’s as he took in the lion’s beautiful visage in a stunned, anxious silence. A scar ran across his right eye from eyebrow to cheekbone.

His big hands were covered in that same crimson fur and fingers were tipped with black claws. The fur disappeared underneath the sleeve of his black plaid button up, so Bakugo wasn’t certain how far it went. And behind him lazily swished a smooth crimson tail that ended in a thick, fluffy tuft of scarlet fur, the same color as his hair.

Those big hands…one reached for Bakugo as his vermillion eyes softly scanned his face.

“Hey, um. Sorry to bother you. Did you hear me? Are you okay? Do you need to sit somewhere quiet?” He gently asked again, leaning in and down to make sure Bakugo heard him.

The energetic techno music came back into focus around the ringing and pounding of Bakugo’s heart. Lights flashed across the lion from the dance floor.

He asked you a question! What was it? Quiet, he was offering you quiet. Bakugo managed to nod, hands clinging to his plastic water bottle.

“We can go to my room. Can I touch you?”

Bakugo’s stomach flipped at the idea. He was nearly three times his size. Would his fur be soft? But Bakugo nodded again, unable to do much else. The music was filtering through but the ringing in his ears was still loud and dizzying.

The kind lion reached out and took his forearm, pausing to gauge for comfortability, before coaxing Bakugo out of the bar seat and towards the back of the club. He felt numb as he followed, the only thing that felt real was the lion’s large, soft hand cradling his own.

Bakugo’s lion paused at the door and unlocked it with a key, walking in. The room was far more…customized than he expected. Weights and a punching bag sat in the corner, the walls were covered in traditional Japanese art, samurai concepts, and martial arts materials.

The bed took up almost all the rest of the room. It was a king, probably because the lion was so big, and sported a green camouflage bedspread. Everything looked so…normal. It eased some of the pressure in Bakugo’s chest.

After looking around, he was guided to sit on the bed. Big, strong hands lifted him and deposited him with ease. The bottle of water was taken from his clenching hand and it was pressed to his bottom lip.

“Can you take a sip for me?” The lion’s dulcet bass drove away the ringing and allowed Bakugo to recognize that the muffled music sounded calmer in the room.

Bakugo would do anything he asked.

Bakugo pulled a big draw from the bottle and swallowed and went to pull more when the lion pulled the bottle away.

“Hey, hey, I said sip, not to chug!” he laughed, it was such a cheerful sound.

Bakugo looked up at him as he smiled and heartily laughed. That broad, sunny expression lit up his entire face. His sharp pointed teeth glinted in the light as his crimson eyes crinkled in the corners.

“Sorry,” Bakugo murmured, voice quiet.

“S’okay. Being hydrated is manly! But choking on water while having a panic attack, isn’t. I’m Kirishima by the way, Eijiro Kirishima,” Kirishima said, sitting on the edge of the bed facing Bakugo.

“Manly?” Bakugo questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah! Manliness and chivalry, the two things I strive most for in life!” the huge lion hybrid exclaimed, perking up with a grin.

“That’s great,” Bakugo said, smiling softly, the lion’s sunshine attitude infectious.

“Are you feeling better now that you’re out of the lights and noise?” he asked gently, leaning forward to examine Bakugo again for signs of distress.

“Yeah, it actually wasn’t sensory overload that triggered it. I liked the vibe! It was…” Bakugo trailed off, not sure he wanted to bare his soul to this man. He came to indulge in a kink. While he’d had no intentions of treating his hybrid host as an object, he didn’t come for emotions. This was…sex.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m okay, now, though. I can go back out so you can find someone to…host,” Bakugo said, standing up and walking towards the door. Even though Kirishima was exactly Bakugo’s type, he was…a little big. And that intimidated him. 

“Hey, wait!” Kirishima reached out to gently encircle his arm with gentle claws. “You don’t have to go. I’m not kicking you out. I want to make sure you’re okay first.”

Bakugo thought back to earlier when he’d wondered if the lion’s fur was soft. It was. And warm. Not like petting his cat at home where their fur just felt like the temperature in the room. It was the temperature of Kirishima’s body. 

The thudding of Bakugo’s heart resumed, but this time, it wasn’t nerves or self depreciating anxiety. His body warmed as Kirishima’s hand on him made Bakugo acutely aware he was alone with the red lion hybrid, in his hosting room. 

“I promise, I am okay.” He tried to keep his voice steady as he spoke, but blush started to creep up his neck and dusted across his cheeks. “I just spiraled about something dumb for a second. I’m grounded now. Honest.”

The lion frowned at Bakugo and stood, towering over him. He swallowed and tried to ignore what Kirishima’s presence was doing to his body. He needed to go back out and do this properly, pick a hybrid, pay them, and then come back to one of these —

Eijiro’s big, soft hand cupped Bakugo’s chin and tilted his face up to look at him. Concern plastered his beautiful face. His crimson eyes scanned Bakugo’s face and studied him.

“Do you want to leave because I’m not attractive to you? I know I’m not as lithe and pretty as a cat or leopard, I know I don’t have a knot like the canine hybrids do. I’m just kind of really…big. No one really comes in looking for a lion hybrid. I’m not as popular or cool as the others. I guess I have my teeth and claws, and my tail. But my tail doesn’t really add much of anything.”

It swished behind him in slow, uncertain patterns. It was Bakugo’s turn to study his face. Was he serious?! He couldn’t be serious.

“W-what?! No! It’s not that at all! Why would you say those things about yourself?! You’re so fucking hot and I’m sitting here trying to hide how turned on I was just from you touching my arm!”

The lion’s eyebrows shot up curiously. Bakugo regretted the words he said instantly. He took a step back. Go back out, find a host who’s looking to fuck, and leave this gentle giant alone.

“I never assume what a guest comes to the club for since there are so many options. It’s a bar, a very safe dance club, a strip club, a host club, and a brothel. Lots of reasons and you never really know why someone’s here.”

Those crimson eyes started dragging across his figure, he could practically feel Kirishima’s gaze ghosting on his skin, those kind eyes were now predatory and hungry.

“But you didn’t ask why I had a private room or a bed in here. Which makes me think you came looking to indulge in the brothel. That.” His sharp teeth flashed again as he grinned. “And the fact that you’re apparently turned on just by a touch.”

Bakugo shifted backwards and let out a nervous breath. He didn’t want to feel hunted, he came here to find some fun, cute hybrid, have sex, and go home. A nervous swallow moved in his throat.

“I did. I did come for sex. I was going to eventually go to the hosts, see who was available that did that type of hosting, and see if anyone looked like they weren’t… completely turned off or disgusted by me. And hope that they were cute and I could have a fun night with them,” Bakugo admitted.

“I’m one of the hosts that does sex,” Kirishima said. He took another step forward, eliminating the distance Bakugo had created. He felt the heat radiating off the lion’s body.

“I dress in street clothes so I’m more approachable. A big lion in assless chaps and a collar harness with chains doesn’t exactly scream “welcome”. But a plaid button up and jeans? Safer.”

“O-okay,” Bakugo stuttered. “I still would like to go and do this properly.”

Again, Bakugo tried to leave the room. He’d go out to the host stand and do this right, and make sure there wasn’t a host that he was more comfortable with. Because the way Kirishima was looking at him made him feel like dinner.

Bakugo loved and hated it.

“‘Kay. Let’s go.”

And then Kirishima was dragging Bakugo behind him out to the host scheduler’s podium. Bakugo saw his chest rising and falling faster than a man of his stature and fitness should have been winded by the walk. Kirishima leaned down and said something to the human woman standing there.

As she lifted her pen to write something down Bakugo stepped forward and spoke. “I’m sorry, I would like to see who else is available as well?”

He didn’t look at the lion. He didn’t want to see the insecurity he’d tried to dispel earlier in his eyes again. There was nothing wrong with asking.

The woman looked at Bakugo and nodded. “There is obviously Eijiro, who is a lion and does the full host experience.” She then gestured to a couch behind her where three other male hybrids sat.

“Izuku, the bunny, Shinsou, the raven, and Shoto, the cat.”

Bakugo looked at each of them. The green bunny hybrid was cute, but too twink for his tastes. The purple haired raven had a scowl on his face and Bakugo been distressed enough for one night. And the white and red cat looked completely disinterested.

Then Bakugo’s gaze found its way back to the red lion who was still holding his hand. He had been right, there was ghosting insecurity in those crimson eyes, but also genuine interest and desire. Gently, Bakugo squeezed his hand.

“Kirishima, please.”

Bakugo stepped up to the host stand and took care of the business aspect of it. Without balking at the price, he paid for Kirishima’s time for the entire night until close. Ruby eyes widened at that, but he said nothing.

The scheduler went over the rules with Bakugo, explaining he only had to go as far as he wanted, and he was under no obligation to have sex. There were other rules that were just common human decency so they went in one ear and out the other.

“Have a good evening,” the scheduler said, waving as Kirishima dragged Bakugo back towards his room again.

He hurried to keep up with the lion. Once again he found himself in Kirishima’s “Den of Manliness”. He had caught the title plaque as they entered this time. Kirishima sat on the edge of the bed and patted where he’d sat him not 10 minutes earlier.

Bakugo took the spot and sat, nervously glancing at the red lion.

“I’m—“

“It’s okay, really. It’s not wrong of you to see all your potential options before choosing. I didn’t help you with your panic attack so you’d pay me. That’s not manly.” His nose scrunched up at the thought.

Bakugo relaxed at that. But then tensed up a moment later when he remembered he was in Kirishima’s private room with a host who knew he wanted sex. Maybe this was a mistake, maybe he’d thank him and just go home, and then the sweet lion could have the night off without losing pay.

“Hey,” he purred, gently wrapping his strong arms around Bakugo’s waist. “Focus on me, yeah? You’re spiraling again, sweet thing.”

The lion’s warmth made him melt, and he leaned into him.

“Sorry. I’ve just never done anything like this before. Earlier I was…I spiraled because I was thinking I was pathetic for being here. That I was someone who hosts wouldn’t even want to spend time with even if I paid them.”

The big lion listened carefully and gently pulled Bakugo in close. “Can I pull you into my lap?” He nodded. Kirishima did. A deep rumble started in his chest and vibrated Kats’ soul. His lion was purring for him.

“When I saw you walk in, I knew I had to come talk to you. Then I watched as you rushed to the bar and got water and started to have a panic attack. Before I could even think my body had moved to you on its own. And I just wanted to make you feel safe. But you’re also drop dead gorgeous. And if this was just a regular club, I would have hit on you anyway.” His head leaned down towards Bakugo’s face and hot breath washed over his skin, making him shiver. The purring caused Kiri’s voice to reverberate as he spoke.

“I’d love to fuck you.” That was a little more growled than purred. “But I just want to make you happy tonight. So, we will do whatever you want to do, sweet thing.”

Kirishima’s big head nuzzled against Kats’ face and neck, purring louder, hands rubbing up and down his sides. Bakugo relaxed. His ministrations successful, the lion grinned and puffed out his chest more.

Kats’ hands shook a little as he reached for Kiri’s shirt, slowly unbuttoning the plaid to reveal toned abs and firm pecs. Kirishima’s torso was all skin, no fur. Bakugo bit his bottom lip between his teeth and ran a trembling hand down the smooth, hard planes.

The lion purred louder, the noise dropping another octave and sounding closer to an aroused growl. His shirt was discarded, and Kats saw that the fur on his arms was like sleeves, going all the way to his shoulders. Kiri leaned back and rested on his forearms, giving Bakugo space to explore him.

Heat spread in Bakugo’s body again and his hips moved on their own against the lion, aching for friction. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he did it. Kats looked up to see crimson eyes burning with desire for him.

“Tell me what you want, little one,” Kirishima growled, cupping his face with a hot hand.

“You. Please,” Bakugo requested, his body feeling like it was buzzing. He ached. His cock stirred to life in his pants

“You’re so fucking hot, Eijiro.”

Bakugo’s lips and tongue danced across the lion’s pecs and he slowly kissed down hard abs, licking along the V gutters accentuating his hips. Kirishima tasted salty and musky, a musk that flooded his nostrils as Kiri growled his appreciation.

It was heady and hot, primal. He was primal. Bakugo looked back up at him and found crimson eyes watching intently. Kirishima was a certifiable predator but this time his hungry gaze didn’t make Kats feel like prey. It just made him feel wanted.

Deft despite shaking, his fingers reached for the lion’s jeans. Kats’ eyes darted up to silently ask permission. The whistle and rustle of Kiri’s tail swishing behind him sounded. His head dipped in a quick nod.

As Kats’ fingers swiftly undid the button on his jeans the musky scent intensified in time with a deeper rumble sinking into the lion’s chest. His curiosity got the better of him and he pressed his nose to Kiri’s abs again. One deep inhale later he was near dizzy.

“Careful, sweet thing, too much of my pheromones might make you sick.”

Despite having this hybrid kink for as long as he could remember having sexual desire and being obsessed with them his entire life, Bakugo had never heard a single word about pheromones.

“Pheromones?” he asked, gently pulling the zipper on his jeans down. Kiri’s red boxers finally came into view.

Kirishima let out another low, growly rumble. “Mhmm, they are chemical messengers my body releases to communicate with other hybrids.” A pause, he sat up and leaned down, his hot breath was right in Bakugo’s ear.

“Or potential mates.”

The warmth of his breath and the words he had spoken made Kats shiver. His cock ached again and a whimper escaped his lips.

“M-mate?” Bakugo barely stuttered it out.

“Mmmm. Mhmm.” He hummed it low in his chest. “Lion hybrids like me can have casual sex, and we often do. But we can also pair bond to a mate if they are suitable and they accept us, of course.”

“Wait, mating for life?” Bakugo asked, bewildered. The rituals of more exotic hybrids like lions had much less literature available. So he wasn’t sure.

“Mmm. Not quite. Like in a real lion pride, a male can be overpowered by a stronger, more fit male who will drive away the previous lion mate and take the partner for himself, if their mate is interested in the new male that is.”

“Huh, interesting…” It was Bakugo’s turn to pause. “Why are you releasing pheromones? I’m just…a guest of yours…a client…” Another deep breath. “I’m work, a job. Which is totally fine! I didn’t come here looking for anything more than sex. But…yeah..why?”

Kirishima leaned forward again and rubbed his face against Bakugo’s, the corner of his mouth dragged along his jaw and neck, ears twitching and tickling Kats’ cheeks. Kats let out a gentle laugh as Kiri nuzzled and marked him with his scent.

“Yes, I am at work. Yes, you did pay me for my company. But like I said earlier: the second I laid eyes on you I wanted to know you. My body’s responding to those desires. My innate attraction to you. My interest in you.”

For a few moments Bakugo was stunned again. That musky smell was…intoxicating. It had gotten stronger as Kiri had spoken. Was he accidentally spurring Kiri on? Accidentally tempting him to make this…more than just a hosting session?

Bakugo’s mouth opened and closed multiple times as he was at a loss for words. He remembered that one of the rules that he’d barely paid attention to was don’t ask the hosts out. But what if one of the hosts asked him?

“That seems like it’s more than your job title covers. Are you okay? I can leave if you’re having some sort of reaction to me that you shouldn’t,” Bakugo offered as he started to slide off the lion’s lap.

A low, vibrating growl came from deep within Eijiro’s chest and his big hands settled on Bakugo’s hips. Those hands firmly pulled him right back where he’d been just before. The growl sounded scary, but it didn’t make him feel threatened, it was just a warning.

“No. Stay, please.” The lion took a deep, shuddered breath and looked down at him. “I’m sorry I brought up the mates thing. We don’t have to discuss that. You wanted me, let’s just focus on that tonight, yeah?”

Bakugo swallowed nervously again and nodded in agreement. The sexy lion smiled back, his sharp teeth flashing. He leaned down again and nuzzled against Bakugo’s neck, warm full lips peppering kisses along the sensitive skin there.

He inhaled sharply as the kisses made him shiver. Bakugo pulled the lion’s face up, tangling his hands in Kirishima’s thick mane, and kissed him. They both moaned into the kiss and Bakugo’s hips thrust up, seeking friction against his cock.

Kirishima’s large hand pressed into Bakugo’s front. The blonde’s head threw back as the lion palmed his hard on through his pants. A low growl came from the bigger man.

“Like that baby?” His big palm worked in an up and down motion over his cock.

Bakugo whimpered quietly and nodded. “Y-yeah…”

Those full lips captured his again and one hand worked his cock over, starting to create a wet spot of precum on his jeans, while the other pulled off Bakugo’s shirt, breaking the kiss for a second. But only for a second. 

Hot lips crashed back into his and worked his mouth and cock in tandem, making him dizzy. Bakugo tried to keep up with Kirishima’s fervent movements and was quickly swept away. The lion was skilled.

Bakugo gasped and pulled away, “W-Wait.”

Kirishima froze and red eyes softened with concern. “What’s wrong? Do we need to stop?”

The blonde shook his head and took a deep breath, “What if… what if I’m not good? I’m not a virgin but I’ve never been with a hybrid. I don’t want to disappoint you.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened and he looked down at Bakugo. “Wait, you’re worried about my pleasure?”

Bakugo blinked, “Um, duh?”

Laughter so warm and joyous spilled from the lion’s mouth, shaking Bakugo who was still firmly in his lap. The lion wrapped strong arms around the smaller man and lay back on the bed, pulling him down on top of him.

Bakugo let him, though his hands roved over Kirishima’s lap and felt…nothing?

“No one’s ever cared about my pleasure before, just what I could do for them. That’s new for me.” He noticed Bakugo’s confusion and lifted him off his lap, shucking his pants and boxers. The crimson fur covered his entire legs up to his hips, almost like hip high thigh-highs.

Resting between them was a heavy sac, covered in the same smooth crimson as his tail. But above that was a sheath, just like he’d seen in canine hybrids. There was a peak of something pointed and pink in the center.

“I’ve been holding back getting too worked up. A lot of clients like to see it come out,” Kirishima explained, smiling at Bakugo. “I didn’t want to take that away from you if you wanted it. It’s not that I’m not turned on by you, trust me.”

Bakugo nodded, nervously biting his lip. “I wasn’t worried about, um, watching you get aroused.”

Kirishima smirked and cupped Bakugo’s chin in one big clawed hand. “Alright then, sweet thing.”

Before his eyes, a long, thick, and seemingly…barbed?! cock emerged from Kirishima’s sheath. The head wasn’t rounded like humans, it was more pointed and slim, with hardly any flare between head and shaft. Along the cock were small, flesh colored barbs that pointed towards the head.

Bakugo’s eyes widened and he scooted back. “Wait, I'd heard of cats having barbs but I didn’t know hybrids did too!”

Kirishima saw his alarm and sat up, gently reaching for him to grab his hand. “Whoa, whoa, calm down, sweet thing. It won’t hurt you. I promise. They’re not keratin like actual cats. It’s somewhere between cartilage and regular skin. They’re soft. Feel.”

The lion gently guided Bakugo’s hand towards the thick, seemingly barbed cock. He slowly ran his fingertips over the shaft, it was smooth and soft, just like a human dick. The “barbs” were flexible and moved under his fingers, they were also completely soft, no sharpness to them.

“So…do they just bend backwards when you thrust in or jack off? Does it hurt?” Bakugo asked, fascinated.

Kirishima reached down and wrapped a big hand around his cock. Jesus, even in his big hands it still looked huge. He stroked it a few times, causing a bead of precum to leak from the pointed head. As his hand stroked along, the little barbs splayed backwards before settling back flat after his hand passed over them.

“It doesn’t hurt?”

“Nope, they’re meant to do that. It’s supposed to stimulate the inner walls and cause pleasure.” Sharp teeth flashed again as the lion smirked.

Bakugo’s mouth opened in a big O as he listened, a dark flush of red returning to his cheeks. Kirishima’s big hands settled on his hips again and pulled Bakugo back into the lion’s lap. Clawed fingers undid his jeans quickly and rolled him onto his back, pulling boxers and jeans off in one fell swoop.

Crimson eyes met crimson eyes and both their chests rose and fell quickly as they took in each other’s naked forms. Kirishima’s hair fell around them like thick scarlet curtains. His lion leaned in and those full lips finally captured his own.

A slutty, unabated moan escaped Bakugo’s lips as he kissed Kiri back. He wrapped his hands around the big man’s neck and buried his fingers in the thick scarlet tresses. Pulling the lion closer, he wrapped his legs around his hips, and ground his cock into the smooth, bumpy planes of Kiri’s abs.

That pulled another growl from the lion’s chest. A hot tongue ran over Bakugo’s lips, seeking entrance. As another moan escaped them as the lion pressed down against his cock.

When his lips opened Kirishima pushed his thick, long tongue into his mouth. Bakugo lapped against it with his own and discovered small, micro versions of the barbs from his cock on his tongue. And the warm metal of a tongue piercing in the middle.

Their tongues swirled and danced together, the texture of Kirishima’s tongue and the ball of his piercing making Bakugo’s head spin. His cock throbbed against the lion’s abs as they moved against each other.

Heat was already dripping and pooling in Bakugo’s belly. The feel of Kirishima’s furred hands on his slim waist and the taste of his tongue in his mouth was overwhelming. He was already getting close. A flex of abs made him moan loud into the red head’s mouth.

“Kiri,” he gasped into the lion’s mouth. “G-gonna.”

The lion grinned and kissed from the corner of his mouth to his ear. A low, purred growl echoed in Bakugo’s ear. “Go ahead, sweet thing. Paint my abs with your cum.”

Bakugo’s hips bucked hard against his abs and he bit his bottom lip, trying hard not to cum. He didn’t want to be pathetic.

“Oh, no, no, no. Not my sweet thing holding back. Don’t be embarrassed, I’m so happy you’re feeling good and enjoying yourself. We have all night. Cum for me, sweet thing. Cum for me.”

With a cry of, “Kirishima!” Bakugo’s eyes rolled back in his head, his back arched into Kirishima’s abs, and his hips stuttered as his cock throbbed against the muscles. He came, and god did he cum hard.

Thick ropes of white cum painted both their abs as Bakugo’s cock pulsed between them. Kirishima growled with pleasure and nipped at Bakugo’s ear. “There you go, sweet thing, there you go. Bet that feels real good, doesn’t it?”

The purr that started rumbling in the lion’s chest made Bakugo gasp as it made his abs vibrate and continue to stimulate his still hard cock. He pulled his hips back, needing a second to breathe.

“God my mate is so pretty,” Kirishima moaned against Bakugo’s neck. His beautifully textured tongue ran up the column of Bakugo’s neck. Full lips wrapped around his pulse point and sharp teeth scraped against his skin.

Bakugo shivered again and whimpered. Kirishima reached between them and ran his fingers through the thick cum there and brought the white coated fingers to his mouth. He sucked them clean and moaned around them.

“And his cum tastes good, too,” the lion moaned again.

“Fuck,” Bakugo whimpered, “you can’t just say stuff like that…” His cock was already throbbing and hard again.

The lion’s big head lifted and he grinned down at him. “Of course I can, I want you to know how much I adore you. You aren’t like other guests. I actually want to fuck your brains out.”

He leaned back in and hot breath washed over Bakugo’s neck. “I’d mate you in a heartbeat if you wanted me to. My bite would go right here.” His hot tongue lapped wetly over his neck before settling at the base where it met his shoulder. Those sharp teeth nipped at the spot and the blonde moaned again.

Kirishima growl-purred again and his lips wrapped around the spot. He sucked the skin there between his teeth, nipping at it while making Bakugo writhe and moan like a whore beneath him. The delicious pressure on the sensitive skin shot pleasure right to his aching cock.

“W-what would it mean? If you bit me?” he blabbered out through a moan.

Another growl rumbled through the lion’s chest and his pupils dilated. The musk smell filled Bakugo’s nose again and his eyes fluttered, that delightful dizziness buzzing in his brain. The growl made Kirishima’s teeth vibrate against his skin.

“It would mean you would be mine. You’d be my mate, pair bonded with me for life. You’d only ever be with me for the rest of your life. I’d still need to be a host for work but if you wanted me to stop having sex with others I’d stop. We’d live together. We’d be mates, lovers, a real couple.”

Kiri’s jaw twitched and his teeth pressed against the skin again, pulling another moan from Bakugo. “But it’s not something to be taken lightly. I need enthusiastic consent. And I should probably take you on a date first —”

“Please. I’ve never wanted anyone like I’ve wanted you before. You are so incredibly beautiful. Sexy. Handsome. Kind. You are everything…I’d be so lucky to be yours,” Bakugo begged.

Kirishima growled again, those big clawed hands gripped his waist tighter, his jaw twitching with the urge to mark this perfect little mate. “Please, Eijiro, make me yours. If you want me.”

With another, low, possessive growl those big, sharp teeth sunk into the soft flesh of Bakugo’s neck. He cried out in a combination of pleasure and pain. His cock throbbing as the sensations went straight to it. Fingers tugged hard on scarlet locks and he arched into his new mate.

Then Eijiro started purring and the dizziness gave way to a feeling of euphoria, warmth, and bliss. Bakugo relaxed into the plush bed and let out a sigh. The musky pheromones the lion was giving off now smelled divine.

“Pretty little mate,” the lion purred, lapping at the bite mark. The texture of his tongue along the fresh wound made Bakugo’s eyes roll back and a fresh groan escaped his lips.

Full lips closed around it and tended it, lapping and sucking eagerly, darkening the skin on and around the bite mark. Beautifully so, if you asked Kirishima. The dark mark with the shape of his teeth marked his mate as his.

Those lips crashed back against Bakugo’s and there was a hint of copper still on them as they proceeded to dance together once more. They felt more in sync this time, each stroke of a tongue or twist was matched easily by the other.

Both men moaned into each other’s mouths, bodies moving against one another. Bakugo’s aching cock rubbed against the lion’s abs again, gliding easily due to the cum that still painted them. Kirishima’s rock hard, textured cock was pooling precum on Bakugo’s thigh.

Kirishima pulled away and slowly kissed and licked his way down Bakugo’s neck to his pecs. That long, thick tongue circled his perky nipple and the blonde’s back arched off the bed, pushing that plump pec further into the lion’s mouth. The ball of his tongue piercing flicked against the hardened nub.

“Oh fuck,” Bakugo groaned.

He was rewarded with further purring that vibrated that little piece of metal against his surprisingly sensitive nipple. Kirishima’s sharp teeth gently dragged along the delicate flesh and Bakugo hissed. Those sharp teeth bit down around his nipple and left perfect imprints of his teeth.

“Fuck!” Bakugo whined, pleasured tears springing in his eyes.

Those crimson eyes rolled back as the lion continued to ravish his chest, sucking and licking on each nipple in turn, those clawed hands squeezing and kneading the ample muscles. Bakugo started to feel like he was floating, soaring higher into the clouds with each bite Kirishima decorated his pecs with.

He felt the hot wetness of that textured tongue drag down his abs. A purred groan left the lion’s throat as his tongue lapped up all the white that was adorning his chiseled stomach. Teeth continued to sink into soft skin and hard muscles.

When Kirishima finally swallowed the last of Bakugo’s cum and sat back, his little mate was spotted with bite marks. Most prominent of which was the one at the base of his neck, deep purple in hue. The lion growled in pleased joy at the sight, his massive cock twitching.

Leaning back in, his long tongue swirled around Bakugo’s aching, throbbing cock. The blissfully textured tongue cleaned it of the rest of his mate’s salty, delicious cum. Kiri’s tongue was long enough it looped around the aching member and swirled around it, rewarding him with a strangled moan from his mate.

Bakugo couldn’t believe it. He looked down and saw his lion’s mouth open, those sharp teeth glinting in the light. His pupils were still blown wide and his feline ears twitched on the top of his head. That pierced tongue was still wrapped around his cock and working it over.

This was so much better than any fantasy he had ever had. Calloused fingers wove back into that scarlet mane and he gently urged his new mate down. “S-suck me off, please? Please? ”

With a growl, Kirishima had opened his mouth and sunk his lips down on the hot, throbbing length. Bakugo’s hips bucked up and pushed his cock to the back of the lion’s hot, tight throat. Kiri growled and started to devour Bakugo’s cock in a way that made him see stars.

He’d never had a blowjob this good. With each bob of his mate’s head, his full lips ran along the length, that agile tongue swirled around it, and the pressure as he sucked was making him dizzy. The pressure was already building in his belly again.

“K-Kirishima! I-I’m!” The only response he got was more intense sucking and faster head bobbing. He whined out, his orgasm barreling down on him.

Bakugo screamed out as he exploded on his lion’s tongue and down his throat. Kiri groaned and swallowed it all down, lapping Bakugo’s over sensitive cock clean. He quivered and whined softly.

“S-sensitive.”

Kirishima immediately pulled off and sat back, looking at the beautiful visage of his mate in bliss. He was covered in his bites and sweat glistened on his pale skin. A soft purred growl left his chest as he closed his big hand around his huge cock.

Using the precum that was leaning from it profusely as lube, Kiri stroked a clawed hand up and down his massive length, head tilted back with a groan. His hips bucked into his own hand, and he wanted so desperately to be buried balls deep in his little mate.

As he stroked himself, he looked back down at his blonde human. His voice reverberated with the purr that was still emanating from his chest. “Do you top or bottom, baby? I usually top but I know my…anatomy can be intimidating, regardless of my size.”

Bakugo’s vermillion eyes fluttered open and he took a deep breath. “I..usually I’m a bottom. I’ll be anything you want me to be.” 

His deep voice was so loving and earnest it made Kirishima groan and growl, tapered head dropping more precum onto the bedspread below.

“Are you comfortable taking my cock, little mate? It’s big and if you’ve never used toys with texture before it might be…overwhelming,” Kiri purred gently, still stroking his length.

The lion was composed externally, but inside his instincts were screaming that he needed to seal the deal on his little mate. That he needed to shove his lion cock balls deep in his little hole, bite him again, and then scent mark him with his pheromones all over so everyone would smell his claim.

His massive cock throbbed in his furred hand, the little fleshy barbs making him shake. They weren’t just for his mate’s pleasure after all. The precum matted his fur but allowed for a perfectly smooth glide up and down the length.

Bakugo’s crimson eyes were fixated on that big, furred, clawed hand as it stroked up and down his mate’s lion cock. It really was huge. Even in the lion’s big hand it looked unusually large. Kats doubted he could wrap his hand completely around it. He would need two. How would it fit?

“I-I…I want to take it,” resolve steely in Bakugo’s voice, “But it’s so big. I don’t think it will fit. I’ve never taken anything even close to that big before….” He couldn’t keep the quiver out of his voice as he said it.

Kirishima’s cock lunged with desire at that and the lion bit his lip to hold back a moan. Fuck. His little mate just had to say the perfect words that triggered his size kink, didn’t he?

“Fuck,” the lion growled, leaning back over his mate and caging him in with one hand next to his head. He captured his sweet lips with his own and pushed his thick tongue into his mouth.

Bakugo moaned out his appreciation and danced his tongue along Kiri’s, chasing the salty taste of his own cum that still lingered. Kirishima’s hips thrust into his own hand as they made out, the monster drooling precum onto Bakugo’s still recovering soft cock. He growled into his mate’s mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into the depths, the tip tickling the back of his throat.

Pulling back suddenly, a thick line of saliva connected their lips, Kirishima panted and observed his mate. “Gonna prep you with my tongue, ‘kay? Then I’ll use a toy. My claws don’t exactly lend well for it so I can’t finger you.”

“You’re...gonna eat my ass ?” Bakugo whispered the last part, feeling embarrassed. “I-I didn’t shower before I came. Just this morning, I wasn’t expecting to need to be that clean.”

“Shhh, it’s okay little mate, sweet thing. I don’t mind, so long as it’s still okay with you that I do it. Is it?” he asked it softly while nuzzling his cheek against his mate’s, resuming his calming purrs.

The tightness that started rising in Bakugo’s chest eased and he let out a shaky breath, inhaling the alluring musk that the lion was releasing. It made the noise in his brain dissipate and let him resume floating in the bliss of being with his mate like this. The blonde nodded and sighed softly.

“If it’s not gross to you, I’m okay with it,” he finally breathed out.

Kirishima wasted no time, a large grin spreading across his face. He shuffled down and placed himself between Bakugo’s legs. Large hands gently moved to the backs of his thighs and pressed them up to his chest, exposing that little pucker to him.

Kirishima licked his lips to clear the drool that was threatening to drip from them. He leaned down and kissed across the backs of Bakugo’s thighs, biting lightly and peppering the unmarked skin with pretty bite marks.

Hungrily he sucked a hickey into the seam of his thigh and ass cheek, earning himself a whine from his mate. He let out a slow, hot exhale over Bakugo’s rim and watched as it flexed and quivered in response with another whimper.

A hungry smirk overtook his grin and he dove in. Sloppy, open mouthed kisses assaulted Bakugo’s hole and crack. Each little sound that he let out spurred the lion on further. He flattened his textured tongue and lapped over the rim, feeling it quiver. His mate bucked as his piercing dragged over it.

The manly, sweaty-salty, musky taste filled Kirishima’s mouth. A low, pleased growl rumbled and vibrated his tongue as he circled the rim with the tip of the muscle. Above him, Bakugo was letting out whimpers and whines with each breath.

Each circle and flat lap of his tongue meant the ring relaxed a little more. Finally, Kirishima nudged the center of the hole with the tip, pressing experimentally. When he found no resistance, the textured muscle pushed in beyond that tight gate and into heavenly warmth.

Bakugo had been eaten out before, but never before by a hybrid. Kirishima’s textured tongue added extra stimulation that made him nearly dizzy. When he pushed in, it wasn’t smooth like a human’s. He felt that texture with each inch of it that sunk beyond his rim.

It was soft but felt like a million little micro tentacles danced against his hole as the lion’s tongue dove deeper. Bakugo groaned loudly and his eyes rolled back as his mate’s huge tongue pushed even deeper inside and flicked against the special spot hidden in his depths.

“Ah! E-Eijiro, there!” he cried, begging further.

Kirishima was more than happy to oblige, thrusting his tongue in and out of Bakugo’s pretty hole, flicking the tip against his prostate with each pass. His mate was falling apart on his tongue, whining and trying to squirm, but big hands kept him still.

Pulling his tongue out Kirishima lapped around and over the hole a few more times. Drool slid from his lips and down his chin, similarly running down Bakugo’s crack and pooling between supple cheeks. With a firm press the lion thrust his tongue back in kept fucking it into his mate.

“Nnghh, E-Eijiro!” Bakugo whined, pleasured tears pooling on his waterline.

Another growl, and with his tongue inside like it was, pressed right against his prostate, it made Bakugo cry out and see galaxies. The blonde’s hands fisted the sheets tightly, trying to hold on like his life depended on it.

Kirishima felt Bakugo’s balls draw up and away from his forehead and glanced up, seeing his lover’s cock was fully hard again and throbbing in time with the thrusts of his tongue. His mate could give him two more, certainly he could, right?

Opening his mouth wider, Kirishima fucked his tongue in harder and faster, flicking the textured tip right up against that swollen inner spot, purring to make his tongue a natural vibrator. Red eyes stared as Bakugo’s cock jolted and throbbed over and over again.

With a solid push, Kirishima pressed his tongue in deeper and rubbed it all over Bakugo’s prostate, lapping at it eagerly, attacking the spot with fervor. He was readily awarded with his mate screaming out and that pretty cock erupting for a third time with white, violently pulsing but only dribbling out a few thick globs that ran down the shaft.

Reaching under his bed and pulling out a toy that was tapered in size, starting as thick as his tongue before slowly increasing to the thickness of his cock, Kirishima sat up and withdrew his tongue. He was a messy eater and his mate’s asshole was completely drenched in his drool. No additional lube needed.

Taking the toy by its flared base, he gently pressed it to Bakugo’s relaxed rim. He fed his mate’s ass the toy slowly. Vigilantly he watched the human’s face for any signs of distress as it increased in thickness.

“That’s it sweet thing, just breathe for me, relax and breathe. Just think about how good my big cock is gonna feel balls deep inside you. Yeah? You want me inside?” Kirishima’s purred voice asked.

Bakugo could only whimper in response. He wanted it more than anything. He wanted to fuck a hybrid more than he wanted to breathe. He wanted to fuck his mate more than he wanted his next breath.

“Good, good job, sweet thing. Stay nice and relaxed for me. You’re doing such a good job. So perfect for me, my perfect little mate,” he purred, finally pushing the toy in fully.

He held it still and let his mate adjust to the thickness that was the same as his massive cock. Smashing his lips against a dazed Bakugo’s, he shared the flavor of himself on his tongue once again. Bakugo moaned at how filthy it all was and his ass squeezed around the toy with need.

They made out for a few minutes, lips and tongues moving in perfect harmony. When they pulled apart, lips were puffy and swollen from the intensity, but Bakugo was finally ready for the main event.

Kirishima slowly pulled the toy out of his mate and grabbed the lube from the bedside, applying it to his cock and stroking it with his hand to make sure it’s nice and warm for his little mate. “Ready?”

Bakugo’s crimson eyes met vermillion ones, and he nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, fuck me, please god fuck me.”

With a growl, Kirishima surged forward and buried himself to the base in one smooth, hard thrust, losing control for a split second. Bakugo screamed in pleasure and his eyes squeezed shut. His soft cock erupted with a clear fluid as he came a fourth time and squirted for his mate.

“Fuck,” it was completely growled, low, barely English. “That was so fucking hot!”

The lion was shaking with restraint, watching his little mate pant and whimper on his cock. He needed to hold still. He’d overstimulate Bakugo if he started fucking him now.

Still, the massive thing twitched and throbbed inside, aching and urging him to move. But his mate’s enjoyment was more important than his instincts right now. He wouldn’t be a slave to his primal needs.

“How are you doing?” he purred, cupping Bakugo’s face with his clean hand.

The blonde nuzzled into his big hand and a dreamy smile blossomed on his lips. “I’m amazing. Fuck me now?”

He said it so sweetly, Kirishima’s heart clenched, and he leaned down to capture that pretty face in a loving kiss. He started slowly, rolling his hips so his cock pulled almost all the way out and then slowly sank back in. Bakugo gasped against his lips.

“Oh my god it’s…it’s indescribable,” he whined, grabbing Kirishima’s forearms and digging his nails in.

It truly was, as the lion slowly pushed and pulled his massive cock in and out of him it felt like he was going to split in two. But on top of that, each of those little “barbs” gently stroked his walls as the lion pushed in. The girth stretched him and the texture tantalized and teased.

He was shaking and trembling with each thrust, gasping. Holding on to Kirishima like the was pounding him with all his might when he was just gently making love to him. But that cock those barbs made everything more intense by a hundredfold.

“Doing okay, sweet thing?” Kirishima growled out. The lion was shaking too, but with restraint. He needed to pound Bakugo with all his strength and prove his might as a mate, but he could see how intense just this was for him.

Bakugo couldn’t speak anymore, he only whimpered and nodded shakily. His crimson eyes wide and begging for more. He tugged at the lion’s arms, urging him to go faster, harder.

“Once I start, I won’t be able to stop, I need to fuck you and claim you, little mate. My instincts won’t let me stop when I start.” That deep voice was strained with the effort of holding himself back.

A nervous flash crossed Bakugo’s face and Kirishima let out a shaky breath, “Just tell me stop or tap my arm three times if it’s too much and I’ll make myself stop. Okay? I’d never hurt you.”

Bakugo relaxed at that and nodded his permission. Kirishima growled again and dove in to kiss him, slamming his hips into his ass hard. He drank his mate’s pleasured scream and encircled his big hands around that slutty little waist. Using his grip as leverage Kirishima pounded into Bakugo’s ass with more strength than the human could fathom.

Each thrust rewarded the lion with a scream that he swallowed greedily. His heavy balls smacked against Bakugo’s perfectly supple cheeks and the sound of skin on skin echoed throughout the room. The bed creaked in protest, it wasn’t used to his level of abuse. Kirishima never let go with clients like this, ever.

But Bakugo wasn’t just a client, not anymore. He was his everything. His reason to exist. His heart, his soul, his mate, his life. All pinned beneath him and beautifully taking his massive feline cock. Kirishima’s tail swished behind them eagerly. 

Kirishima was growling and purring, groaning when Bakugo’s hole clenched around him as he stroked that special spot inside with the head of his cock. His hands gripped that slim waist hard and pulled his pretty mate down onto his cock as he thrust up. The blonde’s eyes were closed but he still screamed for him.

The sensations were starting to get to the lion. His mate was so hot and tight inside, it felt like he was trying to milk the cum right from his massive cock. But he would last. His mate would cum first, he would always cum first. And Kirishima wanted him to feel better than he’d ever felt before.

Using his hand that still had lube on it he wrapped it around Bakugo’s cock, which was hard again. It wasn’t small by any means, it was actually well above average, but in the lion’s hand it did look small. It just reminded him how much bigger he was than his mate, which made him shiver and his cock twitch inside him.

Kirishima started stroking his mate in time with his thrusts. The blonde’s eyes flew open and his back arched, causing them both to moan loudly as his cock sank deeper into his velvety depths. They were both moaning and grunting in an animalistic way, and Kirishima thrust and pumped harder, chasing their releases like prey.

“One more little mate, give me one more. You can do it. Let me make you feel better than anyone else ever has in your life. I love you. Come on. Cum for me one more time.”

He angled his hips to hit Bakugo’s prostate with each thrust and his mate screamed. The pointed head and stimulation of the soft barbs dragging across that nerve cluster had Bakugo cumming in seconds. He screamed at the top of his lungs, “Eijiro!” as his balls drew up and his cock pulsed, but nothing came out, his mate was cumming dry for him.

“Fuck! Katsuki!” the lion roared, slamming in one last time and falling over the edge himself at the sight of his mate cumming dry, for him.

Sharp teeth sank back into Bakugo’s neck as Kirishima emptied his heavy balls deep inside his little mate’s hole. He growled and roared around his neck, seeing stars he was cumming so hard.

His legs shook and he collapsed on his side, completely spent, rolling onto his back to pull Bakugo onto his chest. Leaning in to kiss his mate’s cheek he saw that the pleasure had overwhelmed his little lover and he’d passed out.

Kirishima settled in and gently rubbed his mate’s back, purring lovingly to soothe him. He peppered his face with kisses and then laid back. He was mated, to the perfect little human mate.

Nose buried in messy blonde locks, the lion inhaled the scent that had drawn him across the club in the first place. Smoky, spicy cinnamon filled his nostrils. His mate’s natural pheromones smelled like smokey, spicy cinnamon and male musk.

The purring got stronger as Kirishima realized how happy he was. So, truly happy.

A few hours later when Katsuki woke up, there were still several hours before the club closed for the night. The two cuddled close and exchanged numbers before Kirishima spoke up:

“Want to go dancing?” the lion’s eyes were lit up and that sunshine grin was back on his face.

Bakugo had grabbed his tail and was playing with the tuft of fur on the end. Kirishima purred louder as his mate played with it. “Dancing?” the blonde asked.

“Yeah! There’s the dance floor out in the club! The DJ has really good taste and it’s a lot of fun! Cm’on, I’m sure you’ll love it!” Kirishima had already sat up, accidentally sending Bakugo tumbling off his lap in his excitement.

“Oops, sorry baby.”

Big, warm hands helped Bakugo right himself. They donned robes and quickly hit the showers before returning to pull on their clothes. Next thing Bakugo knew, the giant lion, now his mate, was dragging him out into the loud bass of the dance floor.

The lights arrived and pulsed with the music and Kirishima’s grin only got wider as he started dancing. Well, if you could call it dancing. He more just jumped to the rhythm and fist pounded in the air. But Gods did he look so sexy and happy doing it. His long scarlet hair bounced with every jump.

Bakugo couldn’t help but grin and dance too, actually moving his hips and having a little bit of style to his movements. He wasn’t anxious anymore. How could he be when this hybrid, this embodiment of sunshine, was his lover and mate?

They danced for the rest of the night, getting completely sweaty and gross but laughing all the while. Bakugo loved that smile, the one that lit up the hybrid’s face and made his ears perk up. On the last song Kirishima scooped him up, “Up we go baby!”

Bakugo settled on his mate’s shoulders and he could see the entire club. It was incredible, actually. But after taking an initial glance around he looked down and locked eyes with the only thing in this whole place that mattered: Eijiro.

“I’m so happy I came tonight,” Bakugo said.

Kirishima beamed back up at him: “Me too!”

“I love you, Red.”

The lion had already been beaming, but now it was like someone turned it to the intensity of the actual sun and added happy tears. “I love you, too!”

That night they went home to Katsuki’s place together, and it was the first night of the rest of their lives together as mates. They couldn’t wait to see what life had in store for them next.

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NSFW! KiriBaku. Pro-hero Top!Kirishima x Pro-hero Bottom!Bakugo. All characters are 18+, this is time skip era.

Tags/Warnings: Angst, KRBK main pair, mentions bkdk, feels, blowjob, masturbation, kinda stalkery for a sec, rough sex, quirk use, rushed prep, anal, dry orgasm, overstim?, squirting, creampie, and soft aftercare (dom/sub vibes Baku Dom, Kiri Sub), praise. Size difference?

Word Count: 2,756

A/N: There are feels

Kirishima and Bakugo finally confessed their second year. Kirishima had bought flowers and wore a button up, he even ditched the crocs for a night! 

He’d gone to Bakugo’s room to study and shoved the flowers in the blonde’s face and said, “I love you! Being honest is manly and, I haven’t been honest with myself or you. I want to be more than your friend.”

Bakugo had stared at the damn flowers and then looked up at the blushing Eijiro. He shoved the flowers away and said, “‘Bout time, dumbass.” And kissed him.

They lasted until their second term 3rd year. Bakugo was still too closed off, he shut Eijiro out too much. And no matter how hard the red head tried to break down his walls, they stayed resolute.

Anytime Bakugo had an issue he went to Izuku, any sort of feelings talks, Izuku. Kirishima respected and understood needing people outside a romantic relationship and having close bonds. But the fact that Kats never opened up to him?

He just couldn’t take it anymore. The blonde always tried to use sex as a buffer, bringing things up while Kiri was inside him. It made him bristle, made things feel less genuine.

And so, Kirishima broke his own heart and broke up with Bakugo after the umpteenth time asking him just to open up a little. Just let him in. Bare his soul a slight bit.

Things got weird in class 3A after they broke up. Kirishima got Sero, Denki, and Mina and Bakugo left the BakuSquad, joining the Deku Squad. Izuku confessed to Bakugo right before graduation and Eijiro was happy Fatgum’s agency moved to a different city than UA.

Denki and Sero kept him apprised, but Kiri mostly dove head-first into being the best hero he could. He’d done everything he could to try and get Kats to open up. He had fully bared his heart and soul to the other man.

Bakugo and Izuku didn’t even last the summer. According to what Denki said, they were okay friends, but completely sexually incompatible, and Bakugo just couldn’t love Izuku the way he loved him.

Eijiro didn’t reach out. Neither did Katsuki. As Dynamight debuted as the #4 pro-hero on Japan’s charts, he would often team up with long time pros. Like with Fatgum’s agency, and his sidekicks Suneater and Red Riot.

Kirishima was always kind and respectful, but Bakugo was Bakugo. He was aggressive and brash, all of the softness Eijiro had spent years uncovering was gone. He was just another extra now.

But he never refused a mission with Bakugo. He was an amazing hero, and he loved working alongside him again. They were always perfectly in sync and could communicate with a glance. Picking up like no time had passed at all.

Years flew by and they became acquaintances again. They weren’t close, Eijiro doubted they ever would be, but he was happy that they could hang out if they were both at a work event or a class 1A event.

Kirishima had never quite, moved on. He and Tetsu kept a decent friends with benefits situation to let off steam, but he’d never considered dating again. His heart was still in the possession of an angry blonde with crimson eyes.

Bakugo kept climbing the charts. When Hawks’ revised hero rank scoring, Bakugo’s crappy attitude mattered much less. His efficiency and stellar hero numbers rocketed him to the top.

By the time they were 25, he’d mostly bought Deku’s suit solo, opened his own agency, and had just bought a new fancy car. Oh, and he was the #1 hero in all of Japan.

Bakugo sat alone in his penthouse apartment. It was modern, minimalist with sharp lines, cool neutrals, and plenty of black. Expensive, masculine, and…empty.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Bakugo’s head tilted back against the back of the couch, and he swirled his drink. He’d reached his goals. Deku was able to be a hero again, he had this apartment, his fancy new car, he was #1, and he was rich. So why did it all feel so…empty?

“Dynamight?” asked a sufficiently cute man from where he sat between his man spread thighs.

“Hah?” Bakugo chuffed, looking down his nose at him where he sat on the rug.

“You seem distracted. Do you still want me to do this?” the guy gestured to where his hand was wrapped around Bakugo’s cock.

“Yeah, suck me off, I had a shit patrol. Need some stress relief. You can do that for the best hero in all Japan, right?” His voice was cocky and arrogant.

The guy’s dark eyes lit up and he nodded excitedly. He was some hero groupie Bakugo had picked up on the way home. As he started sucking him, he closed his eyes and let his mind wander.

What had the extra interrupted? Oh, yeah, he’d been feeling…empty since reaching his goals. He tried to reflect on what else he could possibly want out of life. Sex? No, that was easy, he was hot as fuck and being a top hero he had plenty of extras rabid to even lick his boots.

But even that…left him empty. He’d fuck or get sucked, get off and then have the extra leave. It didn’t matter. It was like eating dinner or brushing his damn teeth.

He asked himself again. What more could he want from life now that he had it all? Vermillion flashed behind his lids, and he sat up, eyes flying open with a groan. 

His chest was heaving as he looked down and realized he’d finished in the guy’s mouth just as that hair…those eyes…flashed in his mind.

“Thanks,” he grunted, getting up to go shower. “Need an autograph or anything or is swallowing for me memory enough?”

The guy looked absolutely star struck and giddy. It pissed Bakugo off. That giddy smile belonged on only one face, one with sharp teeth and a tiny scar on his right eye.

“No, I’m good! I’m guessing this was a one-time thing?”

“Yup. You can see yourself out.”

With that, Bakugo went to shower. As he washed himself, he found himself thinking of strong hands on his body. Strong hands that wrapped around his slim waist and fingers that overlapped.

Sharp teeth that left scars that still faintly dotted his skin. Lips so full and plush they bruised his own and left them swollen. And…a cock so big he never didn’t see stars when it was inside him.

It had been 8 years, and he could still feel his touch, his warm breath on his skin, and hear the way his deep voice climbed when the bigger man fell into whines.

The memories rewarded him with an aching cock. He groaned and proceeded to furiously fuck his fist while moaning Kiri’s name. The hot water rained down around him and he stroked faster and faster, remembering their team up from the yesterday, and the way Red’s abs rippled and how his smile gleamed.

Bakugo’s eyes rolled back, his balls drew up, and his cock pulsed, decorating his shower wall with thick white ropes while he came hard. Kirishima’s name was one his lips as he cried out. He sagged to the floor and panted, dizzy. He had always come so god damn hard when he thought of Red.

It wasn’t often. Usually within a week of a team up. Now that Red Riot had struck out on his own, the team ups were more frequent since he wasn’t as used to working solo. And he and Dynamight worked so well together.

Post nut clarity gave him the answer he was seeking: Eijiro Kirishima. That’s what he wanted now that he had everything.

He had had gotten better at letting people in. IcyHot and co had done wonders on getting him to let them in. Cheeks and Deku had given him more than one lecture about how only opening up to one person wasn’t healthy, blah blah blah.

But, he actually considered the Deku Squad his friends…now. It took him a long time to do it but he did. Now, he even opened up to Cheeks of all people more than he let Ei in back then.

Bakugo got out of the shower and put on sweats and a black muscle tee. He knew Ei was on patrol still. He grabbed a hoodie and blasted off from his penthouse balcony.

Kirishima walked into his apartment after a long and boring night patrol. It was nearly 2 am and he was beat. He hung his costume case up next to the door and shucked his boots off in the genkan. He was thankful he showered at the agency, now he could just go and flop in bed and pass out.

Walking past the living room the hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he paused, looking into the shadows. He squinted but couldn’t really —

Warm, amber yellow light flooded the room and sitting in his reading chair was Katsuki Bakugo, a tentative smirk on his face.

“Bakugo?!” Kirishima near shouted.

“Hey, Red.”

“How’d you get into my apartment?!”

“Your balcony door was unlocked. Let myself in.”

“W-what?! Why?” the bigger man’s face was starting to turn the color of his hair as he got more and more flustered.

Bakugo stood and confidently closed the distance between them in two eager strides. Ruby eyes met vermillion and held for a moment, the room was silent, breaths were being held.

And then the blonde wrapped his arms around the bigger man’s waist and…hugged him tight.

“I’m sorry I was an idiot in high school. I should have let you in. I was scared. I’m not scared anymore,” Bakugo said into Kirishima’s warm chest.

The big red head stood there, stunned, as his ex-boyfriend said the words he’d dreamed of hearing since the breakup, but had given up hope of hearing 3 years ago. He pinched himself to check, nope, not dreaming, and then grabbed Bakugo by his waist and pulled him up and in tight for a hug.

“You’re serious?” Kirishima asked, trembling.

“I have everything I’ve ever wanted, Red. I’m number 1, I have the best apartment in the city, I’ve got my fancy car, and I still have more money than I know what to do with. I have everything, except for you.” The last sentence dragged its way out of his throat hoarsely, uncertain.

“E-except me,” Kirishima stuttered out his repetition.

“Except you, big guy.”

Bakugo pulled back enough to hold Kirishima’s face in his hands, pouring all the love he’d held for him over the years into the way his eyes softened and the rub of his thumb on his jaw.

“I just want to treat you the way I should have when we were in high school. I’m different now, I’ve changed, but I never stopped loving you,” he murmured, leaning in close.

The warmth of his words ghosted over Kirishima’s lips they were so close. His heart thundered in his chest and his body trembled, but his arms were firm and steady as he held his whole world up to his face.

“I really wanna kiss you, Kats,” Kirishima breathed out.

“I want that, too.”

He’d barely finished the sentence before Kirishima had slammed him against the wall behind them and smashed his full lips against Kats’. He hiked the blonde up his torso, locking his legs around his waist and guiding his arms around his neck, while big hands supported ass and thighs.

They both moaned into the kiss as they chased each other’s lips and tongue like a ballet of fox and hound. Starving for each other they each tried to devour the other, teeth gnashing and biting lower lips. Through the frenzy a waltz emerged as their tongues slid together between them.

“Fuck, you taste delicious. I missed your taste, Ei. Used to sit there in briefings and stare at your lips and wonder if you’d taste the same,” Bakugo moaned between aggressive, fervent kisses. “Always had to go jerk off before we’d go on missions, so I wasn’t hard the entire time.”

Hot breath washed over Kirishima’s ear, “Didn’t work well, I always got hard seeing you in your costume. Those hard abs and those gods damn cum gutters you’ve got for hips.”

Anddd with that, the little shred of self restraint Kirishima had been holding onto snapped as his cock went from thinking about it to steel instantly. He let out a low growl as hardening overtook his arms and face. Hardened claws sliced through clothing, leaving Kats adorned in ribbons.

Kirishima’s jeans got the same treatment, freeing his massive cock and rutting it against Bakugo’s newly exposed hole. The red head looked at Kats and saw…not fear, but mirrored desire as this feral side surged forward.

Forcing his quirk to recede off his face and right hand, Kirishima drooled all over his fingers and rubbed at Bakugo’s hole. His blonde let out a slutty moan and sagged, sinking that quivering entrance to push down on his fingers.

Two parted the tight ring and delved into hell hot, heaven velvet-soft walls. Once Bakugo’s rim stopped spasming around his fingers he pushed a third in, peppering kisses on the blonde’s jaw when he hissed at the stretch. He was worried it was too fast when Bakugo growled:

“Hurry up and stick it in, Ei. I’ve needed your cock everyday for the last eight years, I’ll endure a little pain.”

Kirishima’s chest was heaving as he panted with desire, his legs and left arm still hardened. Bakugo’s cock was pouring precum down onto Ei’s monster below it. It was red and throbbing, looking like it was going to explode any moment.

“You’re gonna cum the second I’m balls deep, aren’t you?” Kirishima growled out.

“F-fuck Ei you can’t just say —“

Pulling his fingers out and slamming the monster to the base shut him up. Bakugo screamed at the top of his lungs, arching into Kirishima when his thick cock dragged across that sensitive spot, with eyes rolled back as he came hard but dry due to his two previous orgasms of the night.

Kirishima gripped that slutty little waist through the ribbons of his shirt and kept him pressed to the wall as he fucked all the love, anger, hurt, and unspoken words of 8 years apart into his spasming, tight walls. Bakugo was crying out with each thrust.

The way his insides were clenching and fluttering with pleasure milked Kirishima’s orgasm from him faster than he wanted, despite his brutal pace that was cracking the drywall behind Kats. He growled again and bit Bakugo’s earlobe.

“Can’t pull out, gonna cum inside.”

“Ngh, yeah, fill me Red!” Bakugo slurred out, barely able to form words.

One last powerful thrust drove him home, his ball smacking Bakugo’s ass as he growled in pleasure. His massive cock twitched and pulsed so strongly Bakugo could feel everything, and clear liquid erupted from him as his ass clamped down on Kirishima’s cock, squirting his final orgasm.

“So fucking hot!” Kirishima snarled as he finally emptied inside his lover, flooding him with thick, white cum.

10 minutes later they were sprawled together in Kirishima’s big bed, completely boneless and barely able to think. Kirishima had fucked them both that stupid. The red head’s face was snuggled into Bakugo’s pecs with the softest bliss dusting his beautiful features. The big guy was gone.

Bakugo ran his fingers through soft crimson locks as he purred gentle, soft words. “Good boy, Ei. Bet that felt real good, huh? Did you fuck us stupid, good boy? Yeah, you’re such a good fucking boy.”

The praise garnered him whimpers and further nuzzling into his bare pecs. “I’m a good boy,” Kirishima whimpered under his breath to himself.

“Yeah you are,” Bakugo purred, leaning in to kiss his forehead. “And I’m gonna spend the rest of our lives showing you how good you are, making up for lost time, and treating you how I should have the first time round. I love you, Red.”

Kirishima whimpered again and looked back up at him, poor thing barely able to make two brain cells fire, but he did manage out, “I love you too, Kats.”

Bakugo hummed softly and laid back, murmuring praises to his boyfriend and running his fingers through his hair before they both drifted into the best night’s sleep they had gotten in eight years.

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Thoughts about the sunshine himbo

NSFW! KiriBaku. All characters are 18+, this is time skip era.

Tags/Warnings: Friends, masturbation, eating ass, size kink, anal

Word Count: 277

Freshly graduated Kirishima who has an apartment all lined up near Fatgum’s agency so he can be close to his sidekick job. Non-refundable deposit paid and everything!

The Kiri that as soon as Bukugo grumbles about not being able to find a suitable apartment near his agency, cancels his deposit on his apartment and goes house hunting with Bakugo.

Kiri, who the first night they live together has to furiously fuck into his fist as he listens to Bakugo groan through their shared wall, not realizing Kiri came home early from patrol and he’s not alone as he masturbates loudly.

Kiri, who starts to wonder if maybe it’s not an accident by fifth time it happened.

Kiri, who when he hears Bakugo’s gasped, nearly whined call of “Eijiro!” bursts through the door of Bakugo’s bedroom and is on the blonde before he can think.

Kiri, who messily eats Kats’ ass and slowly picks him apart before pulling down his own boxers to unveil the sheer size of his cock to Bakugo.

Kiri, who nearly chokes and cums when Bakugo whines that “it’s too big, it won’t fit”.

Kiri, whose size kink makes him throb at those words and that claim.

Kiri, who makes sure Bakugo’s hole is completely prepped and his best friend is sobbing for his cock before fucking the blonde stupid.

Kiri, who fucks Kats so well the blonde passes out with his last orgasm and nuzzles up against the big red head as he also falls asleep.

Kiri, who no longer mourns the non-refundable deposit as he wakes up with a sleepy Bakugo next to him. The himbo would do it all over again.

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Magazine Pt 2

NSFW! KiriBaku. Pro-hero DomTop!Kirishima x Pro-hero SubBottom!Bakugo. All characters are 18+, this is time skip era.

Tags/Warnings: Friends with benefits?, fucking a magazine, feral Kiri, making out, blood, biting, spit as lube, implied size kink, begging, unprotected sex, creampie, furniture destruction

Prev Part: Here!

Word Count: 1,744

Kirishima’s eyes flew open and his best friend stood in the doorway, arms crossed and a smirk on his sexy face. Heat rose on his cheeks and he stuttered around his shirt.

“Tch, don’t start. Was hot watching you fuck the magazine like the himbo you are. Call me later when you’re done bein’ mortified, ‘kay?”

With that, Katsuki left Kirishima blushing and covered in the evidence of his orgasm. He heard the heavy footfalls of Kats’ boots walking away. His cock sprang back to life inside the magazine that was still wrapped around it.

“Wait!” It was muffled by his shirt, it got caught in his teeth. “Kats wait I’m done being mortified now, pleaseee!”

The footsteps stopped. Kirishima’s heart thundered in his chest as he waited for them to start again and come towards him.

Please come back, please come back, the red head thought. His cock twitched inside the roll of Katsuki’s picture wrapped around his cock, it eagerly agreed.

There was a low chuckle in his hallway and finally those heavy boot-falls thudded closer to his bedroom again. The stunningly sexy blonde that Kirishima called his best friend stood in the doorway again. The smirk on his lips was extra cocky.

Kiri’s breathing was heavy around the cotton stuck between his sharp teeth. His ruby eyes met amused, smug vermillion ones.

“K-kats? A f-fake magazine? As a prank?” The bigger man stuttered out sounding shy and unsure.

“No, Shitty Hair. Not as a prank. I just told Dunce Face and Tape Arms that, so they’d plant it for me.” He sighed. “Look, we both know I suck at these shitty feelings and I didn’t know what else to —“

Kirishima surged forward and slammed his swollen lips into those perfect, dusty pink ones. Katsuki stiffened but as Ei’s strong arms and big hands encircled his slutty, trim waist, he melted into the bigger man’s touch.

Hot, hungry, open-mouthed kisses swarmed over Bakugo’s lips. He chased Kirishima’s lips, matching kiss for kiss, sucking in each hot breath that panted into his mouth. Wetness laved over his bottom lip as Kirishima’s tongue slid against his own.

“God,” the red head growled, “making a whole fucking magazine? Making an entire line of fake lingerie, paying male models, and then posing naked yourself for that money shot yourself?”

There was another low growl as those large hands grappled Kats roughly and threw him on the bed like he was weightless.

“That’s so fucking like you, Kats. Not saying anything and going over the top with weird gestures.” Kirishima was panting, his voice so thick and deep with desire it rumbled out like a growl.

He reached between them and peeled the magazine off his aching, throbbing cock. Cooling globs of thick cum adorned its huge shaft. Kirishima unrolled the magazine and showed Bakugo the centerfold of himself on that leather couch.

The blonde’s heart raced in his chest as he saw his image covered in an arousing amount of cum. Thick, white, like a gourmet accoutrement to a stunning entrée. Fuck, the big guy came a lot.

“I was just using my hand until I got to this picture,” he started explaining, “but when I got to this, I just lost it. I needed you wrapped around my cock, your tight little ass. So, I did the next best thing and used the damn magazine.”

At that Katsuki was speechless, his own cock jumping in his sweats at the revelation. He’d of course watched the sexy himbo fucking into the roll of glossy paper like it was the best ass he’d ever felt. But hearing what led him to that was a whole other turn on.

Paper fluttered in the distance before that strong, broad chest was pushing against Bakugo’s. Those big hands caged in his face. Bitten, red lips crashed into his again.

They fought to devour each other, open mouthed kisses and tongues dancing together. Katsuki didn’t even notice as those strong hands, strong hands that had saved him time and time again, made his clothes disappear. He opened his eyes and carmine eyes dragged across the aroused face of his best friend.

The face of the man he’d loved since high school.

Kirishima’s brain had short circuited, like Denki’s when he overused his quirk, but instead of going dumb he’d fallen into those animalistic instincts he often hid from his friends. The ones that went right along with his sharp, shark teeth.

And his brain was screaming at him to fuck Bakugo so hard into his mattress that the solid wood bed frame broke. Who was Kirishima to protest? His cock was rock hard, aching, and weeping precum. And his best friend looked so dazed and cock hungry.

But Bakugo didn’t look like his. Sharp teeth sunk deep into the thick muscle of Bakugo’s shoulder, blood blooming coppery in his mouth. The surprised gasp that settled into a whine only served to spur him on. Kiri kissed down to those full pecs and sunk his teeth in again.

First around the nipple of his left pec then around the nipple of his right. Lapping the blood led to more salty, coppery deliciousness. Soft lips waltzed down to the hard planes of the blonde’s abs. Teeth sunk deep right under his ribs into the muscle there.

By the time he reached Kats’ Adonis’ belt, blood was dripping from the various bites all up his body, pooling in the deep ravines of his hips. Kirishima’s hot, thick tongue lapped up the blonde’s life essence. Bakugo was quivering above him, panting, slipping quickly.

“Kats?” Kirishima growled, “Do you know the color system?” The blonde hazily nodded. “Can you give me a color, baby?”

Katsuki had to suck in a few shuddered breaths to get enough air to say, “Green. So green.”

“Fuckin’ perfect, baby,” Kirishima cooed.

Teeth flew over that perfectly pale skin again and two more deep, bloody bites highlighted the peaks of his hip bones. Kirishima’s cock throbbed again, once again reminding him that it was hard and there was a perfect ass begging to be filled available.

Drooling as he looked at his best friend covered in his marks, he slathered his fingers in the liquid and gently pressed his fingertip to that puckered ring. Kats gasped and arched against the finger. Kirishima cooed gently as he slowly worked the thick digit into him.

Once it was sunk in to the knuckle, Kirishima waited as that ring quivered around him. When it finally stilled, he worked a second finger in, then a third, as he slowly scissored them apart and opened him further the blonde whined.

“Hurry, Ei, I need it. I need you, so bad. Please.” Kats never begged, let alone in such a slutty, shameless whine.

“I got you, baby, I got you. But do you see how big this is?” His big hand wrapped around the base of his thick cock and slapped it against Bakugo’s thigh. “If I don’t prep you, it’ll hurt. And that wouldn’t be manly of me.”

Bakugo surfaced enough to finally focus on how big Kirishima’s cock was. He hissed in a gasp and shuddered it back out shakily, “That won’t fit, there’s no way. It’s too big.”

Kirishima growled as his cock spurted another flood of precum out. A shiver ran through him hearing Bakugo talk about how /big/ he was, how he didn’t think it would fit. A thrill ran through him, and he leaned in, sharp teeth glinting as he grinned.

“Yeah? Don’t worry baby, I’ll make it fit. Every inch of it.”

Ten minutes later of skilled tongue and fingering, Bakugo was practically sobbing as he begged for Kirishima’s cock. “Please, Ei, please! Just fuck me already! I need your cock. Please I feel so empty. I need you to fill me. Please, please!”

Kirishima growled softly and kissed away the tears, “You beg so pretty for me, baby. Need my thick cock to fill you up? Reach all those places that no one’s ever hoped to reach inside you? Yeah?”

“Yes, yes, Ei, I need it so so bad. I feel like I can’t breathe I need your cock so bad!” The blonde begged, his carmine eyes so wide and in need.

When the thick head of Kirishima’s cock pressed against his empty hole he shuddered and pressed his hips downwards to pop the head in. It wrenched a moan out from both of them.

“Fuck I can’t,” Kirishima growled. His hips slammed forward and he sunk his entire massive cock in, all the way to the base.

He wasted no time in setting a brutal pace, pressing Bakugo’s thighs back against his chest to devour his lips once again. The sound of his heavy balls slapping against Bakugo’s cheeks filled the bedroom along with their grunts and moans.

Kirishima’s bed frame creaked under the assault that the pro-hero was leading on it. Bakugo’s eyes were rolled back as he moaned under the intense fucking he was getting. His back sunk into the mattress as the bigger man pressed him down and thrust aggressively into him.

Each glide of that magnificent cock pressed perfectly into that special spot inside Bakugo. He was in such a state of bliss. “Green,” he gasped out, “so so fuckin’ green, Ei. You feel so much better than my toys.”

“Of course I do,” Kirishima growled in response, slamming in with a particularly hard thrust that made the bed shudder again. “You were made to take my cock, Kats. ‘Cause you’re perfect for me, my perfect fuckin’ baby.”

With a whine, the pressure that had building in Bakugo’s stomach crescendoed to a peak and he came with a scream, adorning his abs, chest, and the bottom of his jaw with cum. Watching the blonde beautifully fall apart beneath him made Kirishima’s last shred of control.

Hardened claws dug into the firm muscle of Bakugo’s thighs as he absolutely pummeled the blonde into the bed. He was close behind. A pressure building at a fever pitch until came with a shuddered growl, filling Bakugo up with his hot second release. It was with one final slam.

That final slam resulted in a large crack and the bed gave way beneath them, making Kirishima fall down onto Bakugo as the mattress fell to the floor.

The men laughed and kissed. Kirishima cupped Bakugo’s face lovingly and said, “I think I need a subscription to that magazine.”

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Magazine

NSFW! KiriBaku implied. Solo!Kirishima. All characters are 18+, this is time skip era.

Tags/Warnings: Masturbating, porno magazine, himbo life, masturbating with a magazine, Kiri dumb

Word Count: 723

A/N: This was inspired by this post on Bluesky!

Kirishima didn’t use porn. Not really. He kind of felt it objectified people? And that didn’t feel…manly.

But when Denki and Hanta bought him a porno magazine and left it in his apartment as a prank… well, one look couldn’t hurt, right? He chuckled at the note: “Kiri, we didn’t know what your preference was, choose your own porn.”

He tossed the one with the naked woman in the trash and picked up the one with the posing, muscular…manly man on the cover. It was even hero themed. The man on the cover was wearing…

Oh fuck. He was wearing a Dynamight themed thong. Fuck fuck fuck…

His cock lunged to life in his shorts. Kiri groaned and flopped on his bed, knowing he would need to deal with the heat pooling in his hard cock. Those fuckers picked this one on purpose.

Kirishima finally read the title, and it was: “Dynamight’s New Lingerie Line & Sex Toys”. Oh. Fuck. Him.

He whipped out his phone and texted Kats: “Bro! When did you approve sex toys and lingerie??”

And why didn’t he tell him?

After staring at an empty screen for a minute, his cock achingly throbbed with his heartbeat and reminded him, hey fucker, I’m hard here!

Kiri opened the magazine and flipped through it, page after page of muscular men all wearing Kats’ merch. Thongs, boxers, leather. He bit his full lower lip between his sharp teeth and palmed himself through his shorts.

A low groan escaped his lips as it created some friction, giving him a fraction of relief. The next page he flipped to had…oh fuck oh FUCK. The next page had fucking Kats, completely naked, manspreading on a leather couch.

If his cock ached before, it was so hard it hurt now. He lifted his shirt to his mouth and bit down on the hem, yanking down his shorts and boxers. His massive cock sprang from them and slapped up against his toned abs.

He knew it was…big. Mostly by the fact that even in his big hands it looked huge. It was already leaking precum that dripped onto his abs. The head was starting to be an angry red, the veins pronounced, and it throbbed with his heartbeat.

Kiri sat back and wrapped his hand around his aching length, the precum drooling from it acting as a perfect lube. Groaning around his shirt he started running his hand up and down the length in fluid strokes.

Red eyes fell back on the two page spread of his best friend and secret love. Katsuki was man spreading on the couch. From their high school days and stolen locker room glances he already knew Kats kept things tidy.

The pale, heavy looking sack sat between his thighs, tidy and hair free. His cock. Fuckkk… Katsuki’s cock was beautiful. It was thick and not as long as his but that didn’t matter. Its head was a dusky rose.

Kiri started drooling around his shirt, stroking his cock harder, faster. His eyes dragging up Katsuki’s image. His familiar toned abs and full tits made his cock ache more. It wasn’t enough.

He needed more…he needed…

With a growl Kiri pulled his hand off and wrapped the image of Katsuki around his cock. He thrust his hips up into the magazine, imagining it was his best friend’s hand around him. His head threw back and pulled up his shirt further as he moaned.

His hips bucked up hard and fast into the image of his best friend, heat pooling in his belly. He wasn’t gonna last long. Not even close. A feral growl rumbled in his chest as the pleasure built further and further.

“Fuck, Kats!” he growled around his shirt as he came.

Thick, white ropes erupted from his cock and through the magazine, panting his abs and chest in white as they tensed. His eyes were rolled back as each pulse sent waves of pleasure through him. 

He heard a familiar click of a tongue, “Tch, I didn’t. That’s a fake magazine I made and told Dunce Face and Tape Arms to prank you with. Good to know you want me like I want you, Red.”

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Precipice

NSFW! KiriBaku. Sub!Kirishima x Soft Dom!Bakugo. All characters are 18+, this is time skip era.

Tags/Warnings: Minor blood, tears, Kiri has sharp teeth, handjob, edging, praise, encouragement, unintentional cum eating

Word Count: 755

A/N: This was inspired by a comment on Bluesky!

Red’s head rested perfectly in his lap, it belonged there, it was one of his lover’s favorite pillows. Strong thighs, hardened from hours of training, relaxed into the most plush softness. Kirishima’s red hair wasn’t gelled and it splayed across Bakugo’s shorts.

The red head was whining out, bottom lip sliced up and bruised from the abuse he’d given it over the last hour. Those sharp teeth once again pulled that full bottom lip into his mouth and blood bloomed where the tips of his teeth pierced the skin. Kiri didn’t even flinch, though.

His lip was released as his ruby eyes rolled back in his head and another desperate whimper tore its way from his throat. Tears were lining his water line and tracks of previous fallen drops streaked his flushed cheeks. Bakugo’s boyfriend was beautiful usually but like this he was nearly ephemeral. 

Completely at Bakugo’s mercy, slowly unwoven over the last hour into the quivering, whimpering mess that lay in his lap. Bakugo slowly ran his left hand over the hard planes of Kirishima’s abs in soothing circles as he gently cooed and purred at the bigger man. The softness of relaxation washed over his features but then warred with the taught strain of agonizing pleasure.

“K-kats,” came another whine. The usually deep voice had risen an octave as desperation slowly consumed his mind.

“Shhh,” another soothing circle on those delectable abs, “you’re a good boy, Ei. You’re such a good boy, aren’t you? Doing so good for me, always my good boy.”

Kiri gasped out another high, drawn-out whine. Ruby eyes came back to awareness and landed on Bakugo’s face. A wet tongue darted out to run along that tormented bottom lip in a languid lick.

His wide chest rose and fell in desperate pants, like a canine on a blazing summer day. Those vermillion eyes darted around Bakugo’s features. They found only softness and love there.

Nothing remotely hinting at the blissful torturer he had been over the last hour. And it made Kirishima even more desperate. Another whimper.

Slick, slick, slick. The sloppy sounds of Bakugo’s right hand were the only other noises in their quiet bedroom aside from Kirishima’s needy whimpers and whines and Bakugo’s low, delicate praise.

A scarred hand was wrapped around Kirishima’s massive cock. It was weeping precum in a steady stream. The usually mauve pink head was an angry purple now.

It was throbbing and so hard it ached. Another whimper from Kirishima, his tongue rolling out as Bakugo stroked him in fluid motions, never touching that swollen head.

“My good boy, aren’t you, Ei? Such a good god damn boy, all for me, yeah? So perfect for me, my good boy. Makin such sweet sounds for me, I just wanna keep pulling them outta you.”

Kirishima’s eyes were so blown, drool dripping from his lips and running down the sides of his face. His whimpers so urgent, begging, pleading.

“Yeah, so fuckin’ perfect for me, Ei. My good boy. My good hero.”

Bakugo’s hand sped up again and the rub of his belly stayed pensive. Kirishima’s whimpers became fervent, rapidly falling from his lips.

“There you go, there you go, good boy. Feels real good, doesn’t it?”

Another wrecked whimper. His hair was matted with sweat, his chest rising and falling rapidly, nearly each exhale was accompanied by one of those delicious noises.

And Bakguo kept avoiding that purple head until he was quivering, nearly falling apart at the seams. Took a total of an hour and a half that night. The puddle of precum pooled on his Adonis’ belt could’ve been mistaken for a drenching of lube.

Finally, finally: “That’s my good fucking boy, Ei. Be good and cum for me, okay? Cum for me Ei, right now. That’s a good boy.”

Bakugo’s palm rubbed the pulsing, purple head and Kirishima instantly came. He screamed his lover’s name as he arched off the bed. The strongest orgasm of his life ripped from him.

Stars sparkled in his vision and each time his cock jumped a reverberation of pleasure shuddered through him. Each jump decorated his sculpted torso and jaw with a slowly forming abstract art of thick, white ropes. The painting expanded as cum splattered across his face, over his lolled tongue and rose dusted cheeks.

The big man quivered and groaned out as the orgasm abated, aftershocks like lightning in his thighs and groin. Ruby eyes met vermillion ones and white teeth emerged as Bakugo smiled.

“That’s my good boy, Ei.”

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