Stuck Beside Him //+18//

KE: Holy Shit-

I push my dick within his tight insides.

"N-NGH"

I jump up groaning. My heart heavy in my chest and a smirk growing on my flusters face. The face he made in this one...

"Damn~" I try to breath slowly to get rid of the erection in my shorts.

After a few moments it calms down and get ready for a regular school day.

This crush I've formed since the sports festival hasn't went anywhere. Bakugou's hourglass figure and the way his hips sway- how couldn't I stare?

As I button up my uniform, I wonder what the blonde was into. I had a feeling due to his angry behavior, he's more into things to surprise him.

Being unsure what could possibly happen, or how much someone would do to hear him. I knew I liked to be rough and surprise, unexpectingly.

Though, my cheerful attitude says otherwise. Ashido found this out when she heard me talk about someone, saying how I would love to tie them and just pleasure them until they were overwhelmed and mark them to show others who owns them.

What she doesn't know is that I was talking about Bakugou. But she's still trying to figure it out.

As I tug my last boot on, I tried to dart out my door, almost tripping in the attempt, and going next door to Bakugou's.

All of the sudden, I hear a thud and Bakugou muffle a moan.

My body freezes and stands still.

"Kirishima~" he whimpers.

The corner of my mouth twists into a lustful grin and I knock on the door, hearing scrambling and struggling to get to the door.

As he eventually get it opened, his eyes widened and I chuckle trying to hide how I wanted to push him to the wall and make him agree to submit.

I, instead, do my casual toothy smile and say, "Hey, Bakugou? You have a weird dream about me, too?"

"I-I don't know what you're talking about, Shitty Hair." He looks to the side blushing.

"No matter, had one about you too. But we better hurry and get something to eat real quick before we have Sensei Aizawa's class." I gesters.

He shoves me from his path and starts to walk away, but I follow behind for a moment to stare at his ass.

Shaking my head I catch up and wrap my arm around his shoulder.

"What's your problem now?" I smile at him as his face remained as normal... Resting-Bitch-face.

"Let's just fucking get this shit over with!"
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After getting door and the attempt to 'explode me to hell', Bakugou was shrugging and seemingly shrinking to vanish in my arms. Yet, I could feel his fingers fiddle secretly with my belt loop...

"Hey, Shitty Hair. I want you to fucking stay away from me. You're t-to fucking soft." Bakugou stuttered.

I felt a pain in my chest. He... Doesn't want me around? Does he know?!

"Why do you say that, bro?" I had asked, although I had a million things crossing my head.

Bakugou glared,"You don't fucking know me, and I have 'anger issues' as the squad points out." I chuckle.

"Well they don't see what I do-... Not do they all know what I'm like." I turned to Bakugou who was staring up at me.

His eyes...

They seemingly asked ' who are you? '

"I-it's nothing but..." I stopped by the classroom door and pinned him to it both his wrists above his head and stuck but he didn't seem all too shocked as I hoped to have gotten. "You can't get rid of me like that, just because of talk Bakugou-"

A/N:I hope you're all enjoying this story I'll try too keep up with it but no promises. Comment if you have any AU ideas ♥️.