The day started out normal Bakugo and deku rolled of the bed and to the
"good morning babe" deku said reaching for a kiss
"wait, brush your teeth first"
"ok ok"
Deku and bakugo got out of bed and headed to the bathroom and brushed their teeth
"ok my teeth are clean now, I want kisses"
"ok ok I guess I have to"
Bakugo rolled is eyes dramatically and kissed deku but the moment they started touching each other the mood changed and they started roaming each other's bodies to feel more and more of the others body warmth.
deku was pinned to the glass shower an he felt something pressed against his stomach.
he started grinding against himThe friction was enough but it wasn't going feel right to finish like that .
"Deku take it off" Bakugo said in breaths while he fondled with his pants to free his dick but before he could start deku got on his knees and started undoing the buttons on his pajama pants.
when he gets it out,he has to look at bakugo's face because he hasn't been this hard in the morning before.
as he starts licking the tip and slowly making bakugo more and more impatient.
with a quick motion bakugo pushes deku's head down gagging him in the process and after a while, bakugo realizes that deku has no stimulation so he guides his lips Back to his and leads his hand to deku's back and slowly massages his back then slides his hand into deku's shorts.
he plays and fondles with deku's ass until he sees deku rocking his hips towards his fingers.
fingering him slowly,he pulled back to bite neck and kiss him again
They continued making-out and bakugo started stroking his length with his free hand while fingering Deku with the other but as he could feel them both about climax be stopped and lifted Deku and walked to the room without them parting lips
On the bed bakugo guided his dick to deku's hole and started rubbing it with the tip, deku getting impatient, starts rocking his hips
"Be patient"
"Yes just put it in " he replied spreading his legs wider and wrapping his legs around bakugo's waist
"Are you sure?" he asked moving his thumb over deku's hole, " y..yes"
When he still delayed deku brought up his hand to try and finger himself and bakugo let him glide his hand over his hole for a split second before he pinned him to the bed as deku's eyes became glassy .
deku's face looked flushed as he begging for bakugo to fuck him deep ,so bakugo thrusted deep earning a loud moan from deku and making him rolling his eyes back
Bakugo kept thrusting quickly while looking at deku's face and the reactions he made.
an overwhelming pleasure washed over bakugo as he felt deku's iner walls clamp onto him and his legs slightly shook until they both came,
Bakugo stayed on top of him for a moment befor rolling to the side yo lay on his back .
both looking at the ceiling and breathed heavily
"Damn"
" my but hurts"
" the last time we had sex was last week"
" ok but u were edging me so hard it actually hurt"
" but you like it rough"
" yes but I have those days I just can't be "
" rough?"
" Yeah rough"
They talked for a while but eventually started talking abot the beginning of their relationship
"Oh but remember when we had that fight about our class"
Start of flashback
"Bakugo are u in there?, we need to talk"
the door opened abruptly and and bakugo was standing there with his hands crossed
"what is it now, first you can't talk to me and now you can"
"I needed to see my boyfriend " deku tried to give a week smile but he could see from bakugo's reaction that it wasn't relevant to the situation
"can I come inside"
'ok' was all he got before he was lead into the room. Walking in was a surprise,bakugo usually being tidy, well organized and clean was weirdly messy and disorderly.
deku sat on bakugo's bed and told him to sit
deku- tell me what's wrong
"What's wrong is u don't help me get better and u just don't care, instead of u to let me know that I could forgive them when I was ready but u just left me alone "
"I'm so sorry kacchan" at this point they were both sobbing uncontrollably and bakugo had even fallen to his knees and they had started hugging each other and bakugo ended up comforting deku until he stopped crying
" I'm sorry, I came to apologize but now you're telling me sweet things so I'll calm down"
"Deku let's not fight anymore ok"
"No I'm sorry"
"Don't apologize its my fault "
Hugging each other
END OF FLASHBACK
Bakugo :damn nerd,why'd you remind me about that I was so pissed
deku:oh man I really thought we would break up
Bakugo:were you really that incecure of our relationship
deku:no I was only scared
Bakugo :let's not think of such sad times
Later on the couch
The couple sat on the couch together wrapped up in a blanket Katsuki gripped deku's jaw and landed a few kisses on his neck than he gripped his jaw tighter as the kiss continued on his lips.
Their eyes closed. Katsuki parted Izuku’s mouth, slipping his tongue inside.
Izuku flinched softly and opened his eyes. Meeting the other’s fiery red. He didn’t know what he was feeling and didn't have time to think but that's what he loved about it.
He grabbed Katsuki’s shirt, gripping tightly as he leaned into him. His tongue fights against Katsukis just to lose every time. Drool began to fall from his mouth and he groaned. He was out of breath but didn’t want to stop. He desperately climbed on top of Katsuki’s lap, their lips separating for just seconds, then meeting again.
Izuku slid his hand into Katsuki’s spikey blonde hair which was softer than he imagined. His body was pressed against his. Katsuki bit Izuku’s lip roughly which made him whimper softly. Izuku’s lip bled a bit. The taste of blood filled his mouth as Katsuki’s rough tongue slipped back inside.
Katsuki’s free hand slipped onto Izuku’s waist, holding him down. He groaned into the kiss alongside Izuku. Their lips wanted more. The drool falling from Izuku’s mouth seemed to mix on Katsuki’s tongue.
They were both filled with a desire that was never ending. That only they seemed to give each other.
And there he found himself, on top of Katsuki while their tongues swirled around each other, drool falling from both of their mouths, and their bodies rubbing against each other. Soft music bounced in the background. He felt like he was dreaming, yet he wasn't and was happy for that.
Deku's weight on bakugo's dick aroused him and made him grind into deku difficult. Every movement he chose to make made Deku go weak.
Bakugou felt the shivers go up Deku’s spine, which could only really mean he was doing a good job.
He had almost all the control over Deku’s body, the hands around his neck were tightening each minute, that was proof that Deku wanted more and more each moment.
And the heated whimpers coming from him were making Bakugou’s mind go crazy, he wanted to hear more of those kinds of sounds from Deku. He didn’t know why, but he’s used to getting what he wanted. He’s the one in control so he’ll definitely make Deku beg for him and make lots more sounds.
There was a louder moan escaping Deku’s lips as Bakugou decided he would suck on his tongue, he wasn’t ready for such a good feeling to wash over his body. He wanted more,
Bakugou entered his mouth again gulping up any and every sound Deku was making. It was getting really hot around them, heat filling up every inch of their body. Both of them ending up moaning when Deku subconsciously bucked his hips up against Bakugou’s, even that felt good.
He slowly moves down from Deku’s lips to his jaw, placing soft kissing moving further down to his neck. The freckled boy tilts his head back to allow Bakugou more access to his neck, to which Bakugou takes advantage of the extra room and starts sucking leaving marks on the skin.
Midoriya couldn’t help the hand that traveled up weaving through Bakugou’s hair and grabbing onto the blonde locks. His mouth was hanging open letting out quiet whimpers, it felt like sparks of electricity were shooting through his skin wherever Bakugou’s lips touched. He let out a louder whimper when Bakugou sucked on one specific spot on his neck.
Deku felt the smirk on Bakugou’s lips against his neck along with a puff of hot air, it obviously amused him that he had that kind of effect on Deku.
Bakugou kept sucking on that one spot, even going as far as biting down on it once he finished marking it up, that made Deku tense up giving out a small yelp but he quickly relaxed when Bakugou licked it and gave a soft kiss to the abused piece of flesh.
He pulled the hands out from his hair and pinned them above Deku’s head, leaning down so his face was inches away from the other boys again. He took the time admiring freckled cheeks and button nose.
Izuku had closed his eyes fairly quickly excepting another kiss, a second passed and nothing. Then it was as if Bakugou had been replaced by a cat, a tongue lightly licked across his lips. That made Izuku open his eyes suddenly seeing Bakugou still in the same spot but his eyes looked like they were concentrating.
“Cherry.”
Midoriya raised an eyebrow in question, not understand what that was meant to mean.
Bakugou sighed “Cherry chapstick.” He was confident that was the flavour of chapstick Deku used.
His tongue never lied to him before. And it seemed that he was right because Deku’s expressions turned into a surprised one and then his face turned red.
Deku softly nodded his head confirming that Bakugou was indeed right. He wanted to pull Bakugou face down, maybe give him a kiss for being right but he couldn’t really moved, he was pinned down entirely.
Luckily Bakugou saw the desperation on Deku’s face and treated him with a longer more passionate kiss this time. Which quickly turned to quick, heated, open mouth kisses because they were both two horny men and they were desperate.
Not to mention that both of them also had rock hard dicks strained against their pants. Deku could guarantee Bakugou felt it against him,and almost begged for him to touch on or apply friction.
. Bakugous own cock was begging for some friction, and if he wanted to get some the only real option he had was to grind down against Deku’s. So he did, both of them let out a synchronised moan into eat other mouth.
There was no way Bakugou was stopping there, he kept grinding down against Deku it wasn’t to long after that Deku started to grind up keeping his thrusts in a rhythm with Bakugous.
“Kacchan\~” Deku whimpered rolling his head back.
Bakugou had chosen to give up on their make out session and decided to focus more on the grinding
of their hips. He moved his head laying it next to Deku’s and his hips started working twice as hard to keep up.
His face was angled against Dekus neck so the moans and whimpers he was letting out were flowing straight into Izukus ear.
And it might have added some extra heat between them because Dekus hips were moving faster than before.
Bakugou’s face burried in Izuku’s neck and ear. “fuck- Deku\~” They were both moaning loudly,
But bakugo realized then stoped grinding immediately then whispered in his ear " let's stop grinding like kids and fuck like grown ups"
deku's nod said it all.
He emediately lifted deku's shirt over his head and sucked on his nipples and left hikeys scatered on his body.
Bakugo slowly freed his and deku's dicks and stroked them together but deku liked anal stimulation better and was eagerly hinting at bakugo to finger him.
In that moment all they cared about was reaching over the edge, by thrusting against each other as quickly and roughly as their bodies allowed them too.
Bakugou bit deep into Deku’s shoulder as he grasps on to Their dicks tighter.
And according to the high pitched whine coming from Deku right under him, he was almost there
bakugo took of deku's pants and guided his member to the already loose hole.
Bakugou’s trusts started slow but gained speed as deku's moans encoraged the speed of his hips to encrese.
A few thrusts later they both groaned as they came and bakugo couldn't help but grin at the look on deku's faces he slowly drifted to sleep, bakugo cleaned him up then placed him on the bed to rest
then walked to the kitchen to drink tea but a notification on deku's phone caught his attention.
He walked over to the charger in the living room and saw 'jj 'messaged a heart emoji and then a kissing emoji
he didint want to be controlling or jealous in any way so he tried to on lock the phone so he could read his chats with this 'jj' but the phone password was changed, he looked at the notification again and a wave of anger flooded him
he almost marched to the room to demand answers but he controlled himself .
That night he couldn't sleep and all he could do was stare at his boyfriend intently as he couldn't beleave him to be a cheater
The next morning
Bakugo was weirdly quiet at breakfast and even when he smiled he was lost in thought.
and deku noticed to, wasn't woken up with kisses and a hug ,he didn't get an I love you back and he zoned out when he spoke to him.
"bakugo what's wrong"
he asked as he wrapped his arm around katsuki,
"nothin" he said as he slipped his arm away from deku's hold. deku felt weird and looked at bakugo trying to get answers from him, anything, but bakugo simply looked at him in disbelief of how shameless he was but he stil wasn't, sure so he simply smiled and looked at
him then pulled him into a hug and whispered
" don't worry zuku, nothing's wrong. I just have a lot on my Mind so just give me time and I'll talk to you about it then,ok"
as he pridicted that instantly made the frown on Izukus face vanish
but then he replied with
"you can always tell me when something is wrong and I'll be there,but please tell me if I did anything wrong so I can fix it"
if only he'd known he was the reason
katsuki tried to pretend every thing was fine but his eyes kept darting to izuku's phone so he decides to try asking
he'd pretended to want to check something on his phone then asked Izuku for his instead so he went and sat in the living room next to izuku then got his phone out then looked at izuku and said
"do you have the picture from out date?,
"yeah"
"Give me your phone so I can send it to myself"
"I'll just send it to you"
He wanted to persist but izuku already knew he wasn't the type to incist over a trivial thing like pictures
his plan failed and now he had to find another way to get his phone without raising suspition about his real motive
Bakugo was lost in thought when deku came in looking tired.
standing up, he smiled at deku and offered him a hug,
meeting the red eyed man in front of him, his face face lit up and he moved faster to accept the hug,
hugging him tightly he almost forgot the message he saw,
but the familier cologne on his boyfriend eased him back to reality and he winced at the realization that he might have been over reacting a bit,
suddenly felling releaved he smiled and squeezed deku's hand,
still wrapping his arm around his shoulder he led deku to the kitchen and sat him at the small dinning table, Katsuki felt exited to see him and smiled as he dished them both the food he made,
bakugo couldn't bring himself to hate deku even if he wanted to which he definitely didn't want,
I guess to him loving deku felt like it was the moment before the sun breaks over the horizon, when you know it’s coming,
the sky has brightened, and the whole world is starting to morph into color for the first time.
That tiny point in time when you grasp that it’s no longer gray and darkness swirling around you,
but you can distinguish the greens of the forest from the amber tinges to the long grass,
and the clouds take on that ethereal kind of pink glow you only see in paintings.
By right now he felt a tightness in his chest , a feeling not like the anxiety he felt moments ago, he studied deku as he ate wondering if he was wrong or not,
he didn't want to be right ,he wanted to be proven wrong so bad, no matter the embarasment he had to endure,
and he felt ashamed that he had even thought that.
Walking out of the shower in only bakugo's black over sized tee-shirt and boxers,
he dried his curls with a towel and sat on the couch next to his partner and noticed the lack of physical attention he was getting the last few days and he was starting to feel lonely,
breaking the silence he said..
"dinner wasn't to bad, just noticed you were out of it and super zoned out the whole time"
he shuffled closer to bakugo and leaned closer to put a hand on top of his arm rested on the pillow between them,
Bakugo turned to look into deku's eyes and sandwiched him into a hug and said to him word that kept him thinking,
"deku, I need u to be honest with me and I want us to have no secrets between us if im not doing good enough or being a good enough boyfriend just tell me and I'll change, so please, don't ever feel like you can't talk to me, because even felling like there's something you aren't telling me breakes my heart "
letting those words funnel into deku's ear, all he could think was that that word vomit was long over do and there were still so much he had to say but deku beat him to it,
"Katchan, I don't know what this is about but..., I promise I'm being honest and I promise to keep on doing so even if it kills me, I can't lie to you and I know you won't either, so I'm sorry if I seemed dishonest"
The mix of emotions,sent of bodies and clash of confessions felt like a wave crashing against the sand while the wind blew over the water,
Bakugo knew that sitting around assuming things with no evidence was no good for either of them,
he pulled away from izuku slightly just enough to look at his face, but then he noticed that deku was wearing his clothes before putting him back in a tight hug,
deku was wearing his shirt and he always looked cute when he did
"deku?" he asked slowly
"mmm?" He answered against katsuki's shoulder
"are those my boxers"
"mmm-hmm" he replied sleepily
"why?"
" 'cause you've been so distant from me and I miss you " he said while blushing but bakugo didn't need to know that.
"but I'm right here " he said reassuringly while giving him another short squeeze
" I know but you seem so angry lately and don't even touch me anymore and we haven't even kissed today and you know I can't ask you if you aren't in the mood"
"Of course you can, or did you feel you couldn't ?"
though deku sounded sleepy as hell, his words seemed serious and he felt guilty cause he knew deku got shy at times to ask for things like this from him expetialy things like that,
and plus, izuku never made a move first, sober at least,
Katsuki didn't want deku to feel embarrassed and back out of this,
so he kept on hugging him so he could hide his face in the crook of his own neck,
despite him wanting to see him say something like that
Bakugo wanted izuku to say exactly what he wanted, so he took the initiative and ask him
"deku, tell me, what do you want me to do"
"Well for starters, you could kiss me "
wasting no time he pulled back with his hands on izuku's shoulders,
He took a momment just looking at the freckles scattered on deku's blushing cheeks before gliding his hand to the back of deku's neck, he moved in closer and leaned in just enough that their breaths mingled, their lips were inches apart and the tension was thick enough to cut,
Bakugo leans into izuku's neck and wraps his hand around his waist and the other on his thigh and rubbed the inner part upward until deku moaned
He continued by slowly pecking deku's lips but feeling izuku lean in every time he pulled back made him lean in longer, deku gasped when bakugo bit his lower lip and brushed his tounge over it to south the sting.
Katsuki pulled back and stared at deku while he thought, "what am I doing?", " am I sure i believe him?" .
But right now all that was noise and all he wanted was to focus, focus on the reasons he trusted deku, and more importantly for him now, to make deku feel good.
DEKU'S POV
Author: guys trust me I know what I'm doing
What were we talking about again? Sorry, all I’m doing is staring at his lips. Bakugo rolls his eyes, but his smirk states he is pleased with the outcome before kissing me again.
Ah, right, school. We were talking about trust.
But it’s kinda hard to focus on anything when Bakugo has his hands on me. Especially when his fingers massage the skin of my happy trail, teasingly pressing beneath the boxers I'm wearing, but never more. My thighs shake, expecting what’s coming. Yet even when KahchanHis touch is searing hot, it always is.
Years later and I’m still left trembling.
Not that Kahchan is any better. When I take his bottom lip between my teeth, he sucks in a deep breath to hold back a groan before I force my tongue back into his mouth, reminding him I can take control of this situation too, if I really wanted. I am conceding only for the moment!
Bakugo lets out a satisfied groan before I pull away, gasping at the sudden friction coming from his hand rubbing me through my boxers. Never breaking that barrier, only teasing with gentle touches that have me groaning and thrusting my hips in a silent request for more.
“Weren’t we having a serious conversation?” I grunt after the unexpected roll of Kahchan’s hips, sending jolts of pleasure through my electrified veins
Our hips pick up a soft rocking motion. I push back against him while his thighs close around me, keeping our bodies close. The heat between us soars to overwhelming proportions, making me consider if clothes are ever truly necessary between us. Now Bakugo has one hand on my hip, the other still rubs me through my clothes.
“We can still talk,” Bakugo whispers, nipping at my neck, then running his tongue down the hollow of my throat before marking the skin of my shoulder.
“You’re crazy if you think I can talk like this"
Cause how the hell am I meant to talk like this? The only thing that’s talking is my dick, and it’s saying hurry the hell up,
He turns me around so I'm starring up at him
Kahchan chuckles, that cocky, yet frustratingly sexy sound. It’s breathed against the back of my neck.
A shiver runs down my spine. One he feels and so smiles, which I can feel against my neck. Suddenly his breath is cold, but I know it’s because my body is heating up with every little movement.
Is it too hot in here? I think it’s too hot. There’s liquid fire in my veins, hot yet pleasurable, causing my toes to curl. Even more so when Bakugo pushes us forward, so I’m on my hands and knees. My face is flush from feeling his bare chest against mine, but the pleasure coiling in my stomach has taught me it’s better not to question it. Besides, I’ll get my turn.
He turns me back around so he can keep grinding against me.
The soft rock of our hips has turned into a rough grind.
Bakugo breathes heavily. So am I, aroused and desperate. But now his mind has deemed that, yeah, clothes are unnecessary. I shiver when Bakugo pulls away to drop my pants around my knees. What my body has been humming for since the start finally gets what it wants. Quinton’s hand grasps my cock, which throbs almost painfully from the touch. I bite my lip to hold back my moans
whe bakugo’s eager hand moves, a quick and sensual roll of his wrist accompanied by brief kisses to the back of my neck.
White lines my vision with the added stimulation of his hips continuing to grind against me. My legs tremble, feeling him through his pants and knowing what’s about to happen. Once more, my body yearns for both,
pressing back into Bakugo's heat while also thrusting into his hand. The pleasure is too great. My fingers dig into the sheets, knuckles turning white, sweat rolling down my thighs just as I hear familiar rummaging sounds.
A bottle of near empty lube is already on the bed while he grabs a condom from the coffe table.
He hums, rubbing his thumb over the head of my cock. A moan spills over my parted lips, hips shaking, then legs nearly giving out when I feel the familiar cold sensation slipping between my parted cheeks.
Next My entire body shivers when His hand moves once more, only to follow the same pace of his finger thrusting inside me.
"Wand me rough?"
I'll be shy later Right now, I don’t think I’m capable of proper function. Then again, it’s easily arguable I never am, but with Bakugo jerking me off and the now two thrusting fingers continuously abusing the bundle of nerves within me that makes the ecstasy soar, stopping isn’t even an option.
There’s only the familiar feeling of pleasure mixed with embarrassment, invulnerability and affection that used to leave me rattled afterwards. Now it leaves my heart feeling warm. Especially when Bakugo kisses so tenderly at my back or how he nuzzles his head against my own.
He moves his hands faster, enticing more and more pleasure cries from my lips. White lines my vision. I try to voice this to Bakugo, who only curls his fingers, making my arms almost give out as my orgasm slams into me. Bakugo kisses me passionately, likely feeling the call of his name against my parted lips.
It feels good. It always does. Always intense enough to leave me woozy. My body is weak, but I refuse to let my arms give out. My limbs shake, but I still widen my stance when He pulls away. The tearing of the condom wrapper sends a shiver down my spine. The rough hold on my hips tells me to prepare, but my spine still curls and muscles tense at the initial thrust of Bakugo’s hips.
It’s hot. And my breathing is heavy, mixed in with Bakugo’s deep breaths and quiet groans. His fingers dig into my hips. It’s oddly satisfying, a sort of sick pleasure at knowing that even after years our bodies still yearn for the other.
When I make the first move to pull away, Quinton doesn’t hesitate to follow. His hips retreat only to slam back in forcing a low groan of his name out of the back of my throat. Which was definitely what he wanted because that’s the last coherent thing I say. Everything from that point on is a mess of jumbled cries of pleasure and soft grunts as He continuously moves against me.
My body is on autopilot, only knowing the intense heat filling me, sending white hot pleasure through me like all the times before. But it’s just as breathtaking, just as intense, just as great as every time before, because if the bastard wasn’t always perfect, then the world would end.
Sometimes he slows, and my body jerks back to desperately feel him. Other times, he thrusts so hard that I cry out. His hands roam from my hips to my chest,
fingers abusing my chest that I never imagined being sensitive, yet here we are. The pleasure builds, pure ecstasy coursing through me. When Quinton slows his movements again, dragging out our pleasure, I plead, “Harder, harder, Kahchan!”
His next thrust has me reeling. My knuckles actually hurt from how hard I’m gripping the couch and my throat is sore. Which only worsens when Bakugo’s hand reaches forward to grab my cock. Damn it, I’m close, and I dig my hips back to meet Bakugo's powerful thrusts.
He growls, thrusting into me with the rapid movement of his hand. I can’t. I won’t last much longer. Not with Bakugo’s hand teasing my tip or the constant pounding of his hips against mine. But bakugo's desperate too,
thrusts jerking out of rhythm, telling me he’s not far behind, so I push back harder, faster, pushing him deeper. His nails dig into my skin, leaning forward so that his chest is against my back. I know what he wants and so turn to capture his lips in a sloppy kiss just as his hips jerk without a clear rhythm.
And maybe I would have lasted longer if he didn’t breathe a few simple words against my lips, “I love you, deku.”
“I love you too,” I reply before Bakugo forces his tongue between my lips. The heated kiss lasts until we ride out our orgasms, bodies trembling together until we pull apart, breathless and satisfied. Yet somehow I am more embarrassed by bakugo kissing sweetly at my shoulders, like what we just did was nothing compared to the affectionate touch. But, for us, I guess it kind of is.
“You’re heavy,” I grunt, my arms shaking so badly that I’m surprised they’re holding us up.
Bakugo snorts. “Tired, already"
Author: I told you you could trust me*wink*
So this is a long one but I'm glad I did it I had a lot of fun making this chapter and I took a lot of inspo from "wolo" and "speak the truth" those are really good books check them out if you have time or just want a fun read I was so busy that I couldn't release the regular 600 word chapter and comment or like if you want more like this and if you wanna know more about me then visit my YouTube channel @sasha life, I wanna change the name cause there are some others with the also me name but mine has jeakyung as the pfp
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