...heh. [And that's fucking it. That's it, that right there; the look on Kirishima's face. He'd seen it a few times before; didn't catch on to all the meanings, or refused to consider them. There's layers to it; admiration, adoration, but tempered. Reasonable. Not the same blind, pathetic slobbering as the extras who'd trail after him, breathing in his smoke, but someone going their own way who'd stopped to admire the beautiful destruction of a natural disaster. It's so fucking addictive, being looked at like that, by someone who knows him.
(He'd argue, probably, if Kirishima tried to say that he'd been more taken in by Bakugou. Maybe at first, when Bakugou was still so self-centered and lost in his head, but once Kirishima had wormed his way inward he'd centered himself, he'd sewn his soul to Bakugou's so neatly and tightly, before Bakugou had even managed to figure out what he'd done. Those first few months after they'd gone their separate ways had been...difficult.
Very difficult.)
Kirishima manages to flick the button of his cargo pants open before Bakugou pushes him back out of the kiss, shoving him back down onto the bed and climbing off of him. Takes in his ruddy cheeks, the furrow of his brow at being interrupted.] Stop sulkin', [Bakugou crows, and now he grasps Kirishima's pants, yanking them down along with his underwear.
DICK BIG.
-fuck okay, he almost passed out. Right. Kirishima got that big dick. Maybe Bakugou should ride that a little before he gets Kirishima to rail him from behind. That could be an option.] I'm suckin' your dick. Prepare yourself, bitch; if you come, I'm changin' your contact name in my phone to "Premature Ejaculator."
[ stop sulking, bakugou says, like it's no big deal to be shoved away from what was about to be another fantastic kiss and the chance to see bakugou naked. kirishima is dying of thirst over here, he wants to see, to touch, to feel bakugou as he opens up then comes apart.
(there's more kirishima wants, sure, but he also wants this and it's a damn good place to start.)
at least bakugou reaches for his pants, and kirishima is quick to arch his hips to get those off and to the floor. he glances up - and he catches it. the way bakugou looks at him so hungry, with so much want, like bakugou's never seen anyone, or anything, hotter in his life. it makes kirishima's heart skip to a staccato beat, one that only speeds up when bakugou talks so casually about sucking his dick. kirishima can't believe this - he breaks into laughter again, covering his face in his hand. by standard definition, this is some poor foreplay, but it's so straightforward and demanding in a way that is so sincerely bakugou that kirishima can't help himself. he loves it, and feels himself wanting to rise to the challenge of being unbreakable for him all over again. ]
Hey, I'm unbreakable remember? And I've only gotten more experienced over the years. [ he runs his hand back through his hair, giving bakugou a huge grin as he spreads his legs, ] But c'mon, give me your best shot.
[CONSIDERS CHANGING PLANS. When Kirishima just spreads 'em like it's so easy, when Bakugou can slip between his legs like the space was made for him to fit in it, like, what else can he do but picture fucking Kirishima so good that he screams? He's only fucking human.
Bakugou takes a second to glower down at Kirishima, drumming his fingers against his inner thigh, before he manages to talk himself out of it. Next time. Shit, maybe tomorrow morning, if circumstances allow.] You tryin' to tell me you won't nut if you use your hardening? [ok, bet. bakugou's gonna go right down on it with no warning, prove it then you stupid broom head]
[ considering how far along they are, kirshima isn't intimidated by bakugou giving him that sour look. there's no way bakugou will back out now, especially with his hand on his thigh (and huh, bakugou's hand looks almost small against his thigh, that's funny). ]
I mean, no, but it's noooOOt-- [ goodbye the rest of his sentence! it's long gone and kirishima has no need for it when bakugou's lips are red and stretched around his cock and mouth so hot and slick around him. kirishima groans, one hand covering his mouth and the other sliding it's way into bakugou's hair. it's softer than he looks, he thinks, feeling a little delirious as he looks down and watches bakugou with wide, dark eyes as he sucks him off. ]
[Some individuals would probably call this blowjob bad, what with the lack of foreplay and the nearly clinical focus with which Bakugou proceeds, as if he has something to prove... Which naturally, he does. First of all, Kirishima is full of shit, and totally can't use his hardening to keep from coming. He was almost absolutely blowing smoke up Bakugou's ass about that and for this, he should be punished.
Secondly though, Bakugou wants to make sure that Kirishima is aware he is going to be the best lay Kirishima will ever get. This is imperative. Now that Bakugou's come to the conclusion that he wants to sleep with Kirishima more than once (to try things out, so they can test everything they want to, that's it), he's got to lock this in. Obviously the best way to do that is to make sure Kirishima comes fast and comes well and comes often. Bakugou doesn't know how to do anything without being intense about it, so if he's going to suck a dick then he's going to fucking gobble it.]
[ would a little foreplay be nice? sure. would it be nice if he touched him a little, along his thighs or hips or something? also yes.
but what's way more important is how into it bakugou is, sucking kirishima's cock like it's the only thing he wants to do all night. after years of thinking bakugou might only be interested in him as a friend, even this much is enough to make kirishima feel wild with it, groaning as he fists his hand in bakugou's hair, pushing his feet into the mattress to keep himself from bucking up into his throat. it would be so easy to just let him keep going, to come down his throat or over his hand. all kirishima has to do is let go.
however. he did say he wouldn't break, mainly because the idea of fucking bakugou senseless is still right there within reach, and there's no way kirishima is going to let that go so easily. ]
Blasty, Bakugou, hey, c'mon-- [ his breath hitches, and he has to suck it back in so he can fucking talk; ] You want me to fuck you or what?
[Okay the hands in his hair is kind of Doin' It for him, so like, maybe explore that later. For now, Bakugou just pops off Kirishima's cock, wipes the spit from his chin with the back of his hand and gloats up past the hard dick directly in front of his nose to Kirishima's extremely red face. Nice. Very nice, he did that. Who said he gives bad head? Just that one idiot he gave head to, mistake number one; random extras do not deserve Bakugou head.]
You sayin' you don't got more than one in you? [Bakugou crows, voice rough because he'd really been sucking that cock, stopping just short of deep-throating because he doesn't have a fucking deathwish, okay.]
[ wow, bakugou looks hot with the spit hanging out of his mouth and voice is rough from sucking his dick in a way that kirishima has never heard before, sounding proud, all from sucking his cock. these are memories he's going to keep safe in his heart, tucked away for when he inevitably has to leave for osaka, all for himself. bakugou might have slept with other people, but none of them know just how special it is to see him and hear him like this.
though he'd probably be more in awe of it if bakugou wasn't making him laugh with his taunt. ] First it's don't come from the blowjob, now you wanna get me off? [ kirishima still has his hand in bakugou's hair, and since it hasn't been smacked away, he takes the risk of tugging it as he keeps talking; ] Trust me, I got plenty in me - the question is if you're ready to go all night?
[ kirishima has the stamina to go long and hard, willing to be patient as long as there's still mouths and hands involved. but bakugou is one of the most impatient people he knows, and who knows what his stamina is like in bed versus on the field. kirishima's curious to find out. ]
Are you challenging me again, bitch?! [Like! Yes! He does indeed want Kirishima to fuck him stupid doggy style! But also how DARE this shark tooth fire engine head talk to Bakugou like he's the one who will collapse from exhaustion first! The fucking nerve!
Bakugou is still snarling insults as he goes back down on Kirishima's dick, which leads to full-mouthed growling and snarling noises as he still manages to keep from dragging his teeth over the head of the guy's cock. See that? Skill.]
Don't say it like you don't enjoy it. [ kirishima taunts, voice still laden with laughter even with bakugou insulting him the whole time. it's fine, kirishima knows he doesn't really mean it. if he did, he wouldn't have his mouth back on his dick, going to town twice as intensely as before. it's the sort of single minded thing that's purely bakugou, which for kirishima hits the spot in a way that's impossible to explain. he just likes single minded intensity, even in bed! it's fine!
he groans as he fists his hand in bakugou's hair, shivering as he feels himself get closer and closer the longer bakugou keeps sucking him off. it's also harder and harder to keep his hips still - kirishima bucks forward at a particularly fierce bob down that bakugou does, unable to help himself. his mouth just feels too incredible to stop himself, especially since: ] 'm close, shit, keep goin'--
[Fuck you, he means it! It just...means something different with Kirishima. Or something. The same way Kirishima laughing when he's throwing a fit isn't the same as when other people laugh about it; Kirishima genuinely finds Bakugou's attitude delightful, which took a long time to sink in for the man in question, but he knows it's not derisive or mocking like he'd assumed back when they'd first met. Kirishima really does enjoy him, as a person; not only just for his strength but for who he really is.
If he was a more honest person, maybe Bakugou could admit to himself that that's why he'd never entertained the idea of being serious with other people. There is no other choice, not with Kirishima still out there.
Right now, though, he's letting go of Kirishima's cock to shove his forearm against Kirishima's hips to pin him down. That thrust had nearly shoved half his dick down Bakugou's throat and made him gag. Kirishima's got one hand in Bakugou's hair but that's not enough, so he uses his free hand to find Kirishima's other wrist and shove that hand into his hair too. Fucking pull, idiot.
And then his hand goes back to holding onto Kirishima's dick, rubbing a thumb through the spit gathering at the base, pressing up along that big vein, and- you know what? Sure. Going around his balls and down to press against his perineum, checking just how sensitive he is. Come into his mouth, loser, he can take it (probably).]
[ the arm holding him down is deserved, kirishima will give him that, and the pull of both his hands in bakugou's hair is hitting him harder than any booze he's ever had in his life. it's no wonder kirishima is swearing under his breath, dropping his head back as his mouth falls open, letting the heat from bakugou's hands build and build until it hits like one of his explosions, right in his gut, in the best possible way.
kirishima moans loud enough for it to ring off the walls, fisting both hands tight in bakugou's hair as he definitely bulls as he comes like a shot. it's one of the best orgasms of his life, because partly because bakugou seems to know exactly what to do to make his cock feel insane, but also because - it's bakugou. how long has he wanted this, dreamed about it? to have coming right in bakugou's mouth be a reality is better than anything his imagination could give him, bar none.
he has no idea how long it takes him to come down from the high of orgasm, blinking up at the ceiling before he looks down between his thighs at bakugou like he hung the goddamn moon. ] Come here. [ kirishima demands it, voice rough and hands pulling bakugou up by the hair so he can kiss him like he's finally home, come be damned. ]
[He's never seen that look on Kirishima's face before.
Almost upset with how good he feels, how good Bakugou made him feel. He hadn't planned on swallowing, prepared to get up and spit (maybe rinse his mouth out too) but Kirishima demands him and grabs for him, and Bakugou- Bakugou, he's generous like that. For Kirishima. With Kirishima, he'll let him have Bakugou's attention over what he wants, just this once, because it's still his decision of how much of himself he's willing to give.
Kirishima wants to be a greedy brat? He wants to pull and cling and make Bakugou swallow so he can kiss him, even though it tastes bitter and dirty? Bakugou will let him. He'll let him, he'll put his tongue in Kirishima's mouth, and then he'll prop himself up with his arms on Kirishima's chest like he's lazing on the couch on a Sunday afternoon and not immediately post-blowjob on a first-night hookup.
Bakugou smirks, full of confidence and bluster, but maybe glowing with something a tad more genuine underneath it all.] There, you hair-for-brains. Think you can fuck me for as long as I want, now?
[ kirishima knows he'll never forget tonight, no matter what happens in the future. not the way bakugou's mouth tastes bitter with his come, not the way bakugou goes so willingly when kirishima pulls, not how well he went down on him, not the weight of him in his arms, hell, he won't even forget seeing bakugou in the alleyways tonight when they first crossed paths. it's special, because it's led to something he's wanted forever, and now that he has it...
...it's so simple. it's different moves, different physicality and dress code, sure. but it's still kirishima and bakugou, the lead and the unbreakable horse, side by side, taking on the world together. they've worked on this foundation for years, and despite all his fears, all his worries - this new angle to their relationship seems to have sprouted all too easily.
kirishima smirks back, but it's more dopey, so satisfied and yet still hungry for more. how can he stop now when he knows how good this can be? ] You know it, Blasty. Nothing's gonna stop me. [ he gives bakugou another kiss before he lets go, reaching for the nightstand and it's top drawer, half looking as he rummages. ]
Gettin' real fuckin' comfortable with my place now, huh? [DON'T REMEMBER WHERE IS ROOM IS IN A TWO BEDROOM APARTMENT BUT YOU'RE GONNA GUESS WHERE HE KEEPS HIS LUBE? Forward. Hopped up little fuck. Bakugou loves it.
He presses up further along Kirishima's body and reaches past his arm, snagging the lube by two fingers to drag it over and into Kirishima's hand, letting go so he can settle back on his big chest. Maybe he will just continue running his palms over those tits for a while, or for like days or whatever.] Start with two. Don't fuck with me and do just one.
Well, I'm gonna stay all night, right? [ kirishima laughs, feeling nervous for exactly two seconds before bakugou is pressed up against him and reaching into the drawer and getting the lube kirishima can't find. it's thrilling, to fly forward into this together, knowing both of them want this just as bad, are just as willing to rush into it.
god. kirishima's cock is going to be up again in no time.
he takes the lube and pops open the cap, breath hitching when bakugou gets his hands all over his chest. it feels good, and he's happy to lean forward and into it, happy to let bakugou have his fill. what else is he going to do, think about tomorrow and the effects of having any kind of marks on his chest when his uniform has no shirt? no way.
lube on his fingers, check. warming it up by rubbing them together, double check. ] Then open up your legs and relax so I can start. [ kirishima's got no idea when the last time bakugou bottomed was (has he ever? he doesn't exactly seem like the type, especially if he doesn't know somebody well), so he does want to be at least a little careful - though he isn't exactly being patient. before he gets an answer kirishima reaches down to run his fingers along bakugou's cock, his balls, along and down towards his entrance. ] Jeez, you're really hot. [ babbling again? maybe. but kirishima thinks he'll be forgiven when he slowly crooks two fingers into bakugou, feeling how he's just as hot inside as he is outside. ]
[Doesn't even bother mentioning a condom, and Kirishima better not either if Bakugou doesn't find it worth talking about. Maybe he's fucking nasty, what about it? Mind your business.]
Keep bossing me around and I'll take care of it myself, [Bakugou warns; not entirely serious, but- well, okay, on the rare occasions when he takes a dick he's very used to still being the one in charge. Which is maybe counter to him telling Kirishima to fuck his brains out and implying that he's going to just lay there, but he is also going to do that and Kirishima better do that but like, not tell him what to do about it. Is this a power struggle? Is it a sexy one?
Who knows.
Bakugou doesn't climb off of Kirishima, opting instead to open his legs wide and straddle him properly, moving up so Kirishima can reach without having to lift himself up too far; the brushes over his skin makes him twitch, though he forces himself to stay still when Kirishima wriggles two fingers inside of him. His brow furrows; it's...fine, okay. It's not comfortable, but he'll eat his own tongue before he admits maybe he overestimated how much he should (not can, of course he can) take after such a long dry spell. Maybe it's good Kirishima's being a little careful, though because of the discomfort Bakugou's not able to really dedicate many braincells to the thought of Kirishima is inside of me that he otherwise would.]
...fuckin', [Bakugou mutters after a few seconds, frustrated more with himself than anything else,] get out real quick. I'm gonna get on my front.
Sure, sure. [ kirishima is only half taking in any of bakugou's taunts because, hello, bakugou is naked over him and has his legs spread and kirishima is fingering him right now. it's hot, slick, and really tight - almost uncomfortably so, even for kirishima. his focus becomes less trying to find a sweet spot inside bakugou to make him moan, and more about curling and scissoring his fingers, trying to make sure that bakugou's body is as ready for this as his mouth clearly is.
he's still at it when bakugou tells him to pull out, and - well, he's not about to protest. the idea of bakugou on his front is way too tantalizing. ] Yeah, okay. [ so kirishima pulls his fingers out (slowly), grabbing the lube to reapply some more onto his fingers for the next round.
of course, kirishima also has eyes, so he gets to see the way bakugou adjusts to be on his front, showing off the wide expanse of his back, the flex of his muscles in his arms and legs, and most of all his ass. the one he's going to be fucking in a matter of minutes, or less, if he has any say in it.
fuck, bakugou is so stupidly hot. the blood is already rushing south to his dick, smashing any refraction time record he had for himself up until this point. ]
[...he can practically hear the way the blood is vacating Kirishima's already challenged brain and honestly? Ego boost. Yes, he knows he's in good shape and yes, he knows he inherited his mom's pretty face and no, none of that has particularly mattered to him beyond how it helped him further his career as a Hero, but right now?
Bakugou rolls his shoulders to make the muscles in his back bunch up, then smooth out, as he casts a knowing look over an objectively phenomenal shoulder right up at Kirishima before laying down on his arms like he's getting a routine massage.] Go for it and we'll see. [-it's better, though. The way Bakugou's breath evens out, less tight and controlled, is evidence enough of that. It'll be better once he gets that incredible dick inside of him and Kirishima's tits right up against his back, but for now his fingers are...sufficient. Good.]
okay no. kirishima is Chill And Normal about this. he is just completely burning that image into his brain alongside the one of bakugou's mouth stretched around his cock. regular guy things!
anyway. kirishima shifts up to bakugou's side, running his (freshly lubed) fingers over his entrance before he presses them back in, and already, he can tell it's a lot better. there's way less resistance, so kirishima can get them in all the way to the last knuckle without issue. ] Definitely better. And you look stupidly hot like this. [ he's not embarrassed to say it again, nor is he embarrassed to use the new position so he can lean in and kiss the back of bakugou's neck, right beneath his hairline. it makes it all the hotter, to be this close, while he thrusts his fingers and works in a third. it feels doable now that bakugou isn't so tense, and it allows kirishima to go back to working on finding where bakugou is most sensitive, wanting to make him moan, make him feel good, before they really start going at it. ]
[Holy shit that is so much deeper, what the fuck. Bakugou only just barely manages not to make some kind of embarrassing porn noise, practically gnawing his own wrist off in the process before he manages to scrape together some of his composure to get back to taunting. Right. Taunting. He is the one who is supposed to be taunting Kirishima, not the other way around.]
You're so ffucking pathetic, [Bakugou crows, praying Kirishima didn't hear the way his voice slurred just a little bit because Kirishima keeps pumping his fingers in and out like he's shoving a fucking dildo up there, even having the audacity to (correctly) add a third finger without asking (because he shouldn't have to). He's grazing Bakugou's prostate on most of his presses back in, but with the kind of self-discipline only a man who has literally died and revived once before can have, Bakugou manages not to make it blindingly obvious. He even manages not to groan like some kind of cock-starved whore! Give him a medal. He's so good at sex that Kirishima doesn't even know he's doing a phenomenal job. Don't turn Bakugou over, the sheets are soaked.]
Me? [ kirishima says, both surprised and also kind of laughing, because he does hear the way bakugou's voice slurs, just like how he feels the way his body is opening up for his fingers and shakes around them. those are not the reactions of someone having a bad time, and kirishima feels oddly emboldened by it - if bakugou can only get so far as to call him pathetic and nothing else, he must be feeling pretty damn good. and - if bakugou wants to get a little rowdy, then no one knows how to rise to the challenge of it like kirishima.
he leans forward, chest against bakugou's back, cock against his thigh, and hot breath against his ear: ] Guess I better go harder then, huh?
[ and harder he does, because kirishima pulls his fingers almost all the way out before he thrusts them back right at the angle he's pretty sure is the right one to hit bakugou's prostate, if the way he tensed up was anything to go by. ]
Unh- [Bakugou claps a hand over his mouth but the damage is done and he curses, scowling even as he finally lets his shoulders loosen as he moves with Kirishima's fingers, grinding down and lifting up to get the best of the leverage he can manage while still mostly laying down.] Ahh, fuck you. That doesn't count.
[ oh, that was even better than kirishima imagined it to be. he laughs, delighted with himself, though he does cut off his own laughter to kiss along bakugou's now relaxed shoulders, up along his neck, and finally just behind his ear. ] Counts for me!
[ sorry not sorry.
however, with bakugou this relaxed, this turned obviously turned on, kirishima knows he can't fool around much longer. not to mention his own patience for it is wearing thin, so he does slow down his fingers a little to ask; ] Ready for more, Blasty?
[Kirishima keeps kissing and mouthing all over his back, shoulders, up to his neck, nuzzling into his skin; it's...way more affection than Bakugou has ever allowed before during sex, even the very rare occasions when he banged someone repeat who he actually sorta liked a little. Or at least, he hadn't hated them. Still, even if Bakugou indulged in a little making out, it was never like this. It's almost like Kirishima is straight up cuddling him, during sex, and Bakugou's torn between shoving an elbow into Kirishima's chest to get him off of him and- shit. And reciprocating.
Kirishima's cock is definitely hard enough to get going again; Bakugou can feel it against his hip, even if Kirishima is still moving his fingers inside of him and being really fucking distracting otherwise.] Fuck you, [Bakugou says contemplatively, because he can't let Kirishima start feeling too smug, but- yeah. Fuck, yeah, he's more than ready.] Get on me already. You think your dick's that big? [It is, though.] I'm gonna fall asleep at this rate. [More like pass out!!! He's ready!!]
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Date: 2024-11-15 04:58 am (UTC)(He'd argue, probably, if Kirishima tried to say that he'd been more taken in by Bakugou. Maybe at first, when Bakugou was still so self-centered and lost in his head, but once Kirishima had wormed his way inward he'd centered himself, he'd sewn his soul to Bakugou's so neatly and tightly, before Bakugou had even managed to figure out what he'd done. Those first few months after they'd gone their separate ways had been...difficult.
Very difficult.)
Kirishima manages to flick the button of his cargo pants open before Bakugou pushes him back out of the kiss, shoving him back down onto the bed and climbing off of him. Takes in his ruddy cheeks, the furrow of his brow at being interrupted.] Stop sulkin', [Bakugou crows, and now he grasps Kirishima's pants, yanking them down along with his underwear.
DICK BIG.
-fuck okay, he almost passed out. Right. Kirishima got that big dick. Maybe Bakugou should ride that a little before he gets Kirishima to rail him from behind. That could be an option.] I'm suckin' your dick. Prepare yourself, bitch; if you come, I'm changin' your contact name in my phone to "Premature Ejaculator."
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Date: 2024-11-15 05:54 am (UTC)[ stop sulking, bakugou says, like it's no big deal to be shoved away from what was about to be another fantastic kiss and the chance to see bakugou naked. kirishima is dying of thirst over here, he wants to see, to touch, to feel bakugou as he opens up then comes apart.
(there's more kirishima wants, sure, but he also wants this and it's a damn good place to start.)
at least bakugou reaches for his pants, and kirishima is quick to arch his hips to get those off and to the floor. he glances up - and he catches it. the way bakugou looks at him so hungry, with so much want, like bakugou's never seen anyone, or anything, hotter in his life. it makes kirishima's heart skip to a staccato beat, one that only speeds up when bakugou talks so casually about sucking his dick. kirishima can't believe this - he breaks into laughter again, covering his face in his hand. by standard definition, this is some poor foreplay, but it's so straightforward and demanding in a way that is so sincerely bakugou that kirishima can't help himself. he loves it, and feels himself wanting to rise to the challenge of being unbreakable for him all over again. ]
Hey, I'm unbreakable remember? And I've only gotten more experienced over the years. [ he runs his hand back through his hair, giving bakugou a huge grin as he spreads his legs, ] But c'mon, give me your best shot.
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Date: 2024-11-21 03:00 am (UTC)Bakugou takes a second to glower down at Kirishima, drumming his fingers against his inner thigh, before he manages to talk himself out of it. Next time. Shit, maybe tomorrow morning, if circumstances allow.] You tryin' to tell me you won't nut if you use your hardening? [ok, bet. bakugou's gonna go right down on it with no warning, prove it then you stupid broom head]
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Date: 2024-11-21 03:16 am (UTC)I mean, no, but it's noooOOt-- [ goodbye the rest of his sentence! it's long gone and kirishima has no need for it when bakugou's lips are red and stretched around his cock and mouth so hot and slick around him. kirishima groans, one hand covering his mouth and the other sliding it's way into bakugou's hair. it's softer than he looks, he thinks, feeling a little delirious as he looks down and watches bakugou with wide, dark eyes as he sucks him off. ]
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Date: 2024-11-21 03:45 am (UTC)Secondly though, Bakugou wants to make sure that Kirishima is aware he is going to be the best lay Kirishima will ever get. This is imperative. Now that Bakugou's come to the conclusion that he wants to sleep with Kirishima more than once (to try things out, so they can test everything they want to, that's it), he's got to lock this in. Obviously the best way to do that is to make sure Kirishima comes fast and comes well and comes often. Bakugou doesn't know how to do anything without being intense about it, so if he's going to suck a dick then he's going to fucking gobble it.]
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Date: 2024-11-21 04:04 am (UTC)but what's way more important is how into it bakugou is, sucking kirishima's cock like it's the only thing he wants to do all night. after years of thinking bakugou might only be interested in him as a friend, even this much is enough to make kirishima feel wild with it, groaning as he fists his hand in bakugou's hair, pushing his feet into the mattress to keep himself from bucking up into his throat. it would be so easy to just let him keep going, to come down his throat or over his hand. all kirishima has to do is let go.
however. he did say he wouldn't break, mainly because the idea of fucking bakugou senseless is still right there within reach, and there's no way kirishima is going to let that go so easily. ]
Blasty, Bakugou, hey, c'mon-- [ his breath hitches, and he has to suck it back in so he can fucking talk; ] You want me to fuck you or what?
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Date: 2024-11-21 04:08 am (UTC)You sayin' you don't got more than one in you? [Bakugou crows, voice rough because he'd really been sucking that cock, stopping just short of deep-throating because he doesn't have a fucking deathwish, okay.]
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Date: 2024-11-21 04:30 am (UTC)though he'd probably be more in awe of it if bakugou wasn't making him laugh with his taunt. ] First it's don't come from the blowjob, now you wanna get me off? [ kirishima still has his hand in bakugou's hair, and since it hasn't been smacked away, he takes the risk of tugging it as he keeps talking; ] Trust me, I got plenty in me - the question is if you're ready to go all night?
[ kirishima has the stamina to go long and hard, willing to be patient as long as there's still mouths and hands involved. but bakugou is one of the most impatient people he knows, and who knows what his stamina is like in bed versus on the field. kirishima's curious to find out. ]
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Date: 2024-11-22 03:30 am (UTC)Bakugou is still snarling insults as he goes back down on Kirishima's dick, which leads to full-mouthed growling and snarling noises as he still manages to keep from dragging his teeth over the head of the guy's cock. See that? Skill.]
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Date: 2024-11-22 05:01 am (UTC)he groans as he fists his hand in bakugou's hair, shivering as he feels himself get closer and closer the longer bakugou keeps sucking him off. it's also harder and harder to keep his hips still - kirishima bucks forward at a particularly fierce bob down that bakugou does, unable to help himself. his mouth just feels too incredible to stop himself, especially since: ] 'm close, shit, keep goin'--
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Date: 2024-11-24 03:26 am (UTC)If he was a more honest person, maybe Bakugou could admit to himself that that's why he'd never entertained the idea of being serious with other people. There is no other choice, not with Kirishima still out there.
Right now, though, he's letting go of Kirishima's cock to shove his forearm against Kirishima's hips to pin him down. That thrust had nearly shoved half his dick down Bakugou's throat and made him gag. Kirishima's got one hand in Bakugou's hair but that's not enough, so he uses his free hand to find Kirishima's other wrist and shove that hand into his hair too. Fucking pull, idiot.
And then his hand goes back to holding onto Kirishima's dick, rubbing a thumb through the spit gathering at the base, pressing up along that big vein, and- you know what? Sure. Going around his balls and down to press against his perineum, checking just how sensitive he is. Come into his mouth, loser, he can take it (probably).]
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Date: 2024-11-24 05:33 am (UTC)kirishima moans loud enough for it to ring off the walls, fisting both hands tight in bakugou's hair as he definitely bulls as he comes like a shot. it's one of the best orgasms of his life, because partly because bakugou seems to know exactly what to do to make his cock feel insane, but also because - it's bakugou. how long has he wanted this, dreamed about it? to have coming right in bakugou's mouth be a reality is better than anything his imagination could give him, bar none.
he has no idea how long it takes him to come down from the high of orgasm, blinking up at the ceiling before he looks down between his thighs at bakugou like he hung the goddamn moon. ] Come here. [ kirishima demands it, voice rough and hands pulling bakugou up by the hair so he can kiss him like he's finally home, come be damned. ]
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Date: 2024-11-25 04:01 am (UTC)Almost upset with how good he feels, how good Bakugou made him feel. He hadn't planned on swallowing, prepared to get up and spit (maybe rinse his mouth out too) but Kirishima demands him and grabs for him, and Bakugou- Bakugou, he's generous like that. For Kirishima. With Kirishima, he'll let him have Bakugou's attention over what he wants, just this once, because it's still his decision of how much of himself he's willing to give.
Kirishima wants to be a greedy brat? He wants to pull and cling and make Bakugou swallow so he can kiss him, even though it tastes bitter and dirty? Bakugou will let him. He'll let him, he'll put his tongue in Kirishima's mouth, and then he'll prop himself up with his arms on Kirishima's chest like he's lazing on the couch on a Sunday afternoon and not immediately post-blowjob on a first-night hookup.
Bakugou smirks, full of confidence and bluster, but maybe glowing with something a tad more genuine underneath it all.] There, you hair-for-brains. Think you can fuck me for as long as I want, now?
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Date: 2024-11-25 05:44 am (UTC)...it's so simple. it's different moves, different physicality and dress code, sure. but it's still kirishima and bakugou, the lead and the unbreakable horse, side by side, taking on the world together. they've worked on this foundation for years, and despite all his fears, all his worries - this new angle to their relationship seems to have sprouted all too easily.
kirishima smirks back, but it's more dopey, so satisfied and yet still hungry for more. how can he stop now when he knows how good this can be? ] You know it, Blasty. Nothing's gonna stop me. [ he gives bakugou another kiss before he lets go, reaching for the nightstand and it's top drawer, half looking as he rummages. ]
You keep your lube here, right?
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Date: 2024-11-29 05:02 am (UTC)He presses up further along Kirishima's body and reaches past his arm, snagging the lube by two fingers to drag it over and into Kirishima's hand, letting go so he can settle back on his big chest. Maybe he will just continue running his palms over those tits for a while, or for like days or whatever.] Start with two. Don't fuck with me and do just one.
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Date: 2024-11-30 04:01 am (UTC)god. kirishima's cock is going to be up again in no time.
he takes the lube and pops open the cap, breath hitching when bakugou gets his hands all over his chest. it feels good, and he's happy to lean forward and into it, happy to let bakugou have his fill. what else is he going to do, think about tomorrow and the effects of having any kind of marks on his chest when his uniform has no shirt? no way.
lube on his fingers, check. warming it up by rubbing them together, double check. ] Then open up your legs and relax so I can start. [ kirishima's got no idea when the last time bakugou bottomed was (has he ever? he doesn't exactly seem like the type, especially if he doesn't know somebody well), so he does want to be at least a little careful - though he isn't exactly being patient. before he gets an answer kirishima reaches down to run his fingers along bakugou's cock, his balls, along and down towards his entrance. ] Jeez, you're really hot. [ babbling again? maybe. but kirishima thinks he'll be forgiven when he slowly crooks two fingers into bakugou, feeling how he's just as hot inside as he is outside. ]
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Date: 2024-12-04 03:25 am (UTC)Keep bossing me around and I'll take care of it myself, [Bakugou warns; not entirely serious, but- well, okay, on the rare occasions when he takes a dick he's very used to still being the one in charge. Which is maybe counter to him telling Kirishima to fuck his brains out and implying that he's going to just lay there, but he is also going to do that and Kirishima better do that but like, not tell him what to do about it. Is this a power struggle? Is it a sexy one?
Who knows.
Bakugou doesn't climb off of Kirishima, opting instead to open his legs wide and straddle him properly, moving up so Kirishima can reach without having to lift himself up too far; the brushes over his skin makes him twitch, though he forces himself to stay still when Kirishima wriggles two fingers inside of him. His brow furrows; it's...fine, okay. It's not comfortable, but he'll eat his own tongue before he admits maybe he overestimated how much he should (not can, of course he can) take after such a long dry spell. Maybe it's good Kirishima's being a little careful, though because of the discomfort Bakugou's not able to really dedicate many braincells to the thought of Kirishima is inside of me that he otherwise would.]
...fuckin', [Bakugou mutters after a few seconds, frustrated more with himself than anything else,] get out real quick. I'm gonna get on my front.
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Date: 2024-12-04 04:00 am (UTC)he's still at it when bakugou tells him to pull out, and - well, he's not about to protest. the idea of bakugou on his front is way too tantalizing. ] Yeah, okay. [ so kirishima pulls his fingers out (slowly), grabbing the lube to reapply some more onto his fingers for the next round.
of course, kirishima also has eyes, so he gets to see the way bakugou adjusts to be on his front, showing off the wide expanse of his back, the flex of his muscles in his arms and legs, and most of all his ass. the one he's going to be fucking in a matter of minutes, or less, if he has any say in it.
fuck, bakugou is so stupidly hot. the blood is already rushing south to his dick, smashing any refraction time record he had for himself up until this point. ]
Better?
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Date: 2024-12-04 04:07 am (UTC)Bakugou rolls his shoulders to make the muscles in his back bunch up, then smooth out, as he casts a knowing look over an objectively phenomenal shoulder right up at Kirishima before laying down on his arms like he's getting a routine massage.] Go for it and we'll see. [-it's better, though. The way Bakugou's breath evens out, less tight and controlled, is evidence enough of that. It'll be better once he gets that incredible dick inside of him and Kirishima's tits right up against his back, but for now his fingers are...sufficient. Good.]
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Date: 2024-12-04 04:19 am (UTC)okay no. kirishima is Chill And Normal about this. he is just completely burning that image into his brain alongside the one of bakugou's mouth stretched around his cock. regular guy things!
anyway. kirishima shifts up to bakugou's side, running his (freshly lubed) fingers over his entrance before he presses them back in, and already, he can tell it's a lot better. there's way less resistance, so kirishima can get them in all the way to the last knuckle without issue. ] Definitely better. And you look stupidly hot like this. [ he's not embarrassed to say it again, nor is he embarrassed to use the new position so he can lean in and kiss the back of bakugou's neck, right beneath his hairline. it makes it all the hotter, to be this close, while he thrusts his fingers and works in a third. it feels doable now that bakugou isn't so tense, and it allows kirishima to go back to working on finding where bakugou is most sensitive, wanting to make him moan, make him feel good, before they really start going at it. ]
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Date: 2024-12-04 04:27 am (UTC)You're so ffucking pathetic, [Bakugou crows, praying Kirishima didn't hear the way his voice slurred just a little bit because Kirishima keeps pumping his fingers in and out like he's shoving a fucking dildo up there, even having the audacity to (correctly) add a third finger without asking (because he shouldn't have to). He's grazing Bakugou's prostate on most of his presses back in, but with the kind of self-discipline only a man who has literally died and revived once before can have, Bakugou manages not to make it blindingly obvious. He even manages not to groan like some kind of cock-starved whore! Give him a medal. He's so good at sex that Kirishima doesn't even know he's doing a phenomenal job. Don't turn Bakugou over, the sheets are soaked.]
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Date: 2024-12-04 04:38 am (UTC)he leans forward, chest against bakugou's back, cock against his thigh, and hot breath against his ear: ] Guess I better go harder then, huh?
[ and harder he does, because kirishima pulls his fingers almost all the way out before he thrusts them back right at the angle he's pretty sure is the right one to hit bakugou's prostate, if the way he tensed up was anything to go by. ]
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Date: 2024-12-04 04:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-12-04 04:50 am (UTC)[ sorry not sorry.
however, with bakugou this relaxed, this turned obviously turned on, kirishima knows he can't fool around much longer. not to mention his own patience for it is wearing thin, so he does slow down his fingers a little to ask; ] Ready for more, Blasty?
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Date: 2024-12-05 04:20 am (UTC)Kirishima's cock is definitely hard enough to get going again; Bakugou can feel it against his hip, even if Kirishima is still moving his fingers inside of him and being really fucking distracting otherwise.] Fuck you, [Bakugou says contemplatively, because he can't let Kirishima start feeling too smug, but- yeah. Fuck, yeah, he's more than ready.] Get on me already. You think your dick's that big? [It is, though.] I'm gonna fall asleep at this rate. [More like pass out!!! He's ready!!]
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