BNHA ONESHOTS

(15) Kiribaku

Smut Warning! (honestly that's all I write these days-)

Bakugou was tired of waiting.

So damn tired of waiting for Kirishima to get done with work everyday. So damn tired of Kirishima putting him off for work. So damn tired of not being able to touch his husband.

So fucking tired of not being touched.

Especially when Kirishima was dressed the way he was all the time. Always wearing button-ups, tight fitting work pants, a tie, and sometimes a blazer. It was too much for Katsuki, seeing his husband dressed in a suit and tie all the time, dressed up in case of a video call in the middle of work.

Work.

It's all Eijiro ever did anymore. He was always worried about deadlines and the forms he had to complete. It was driving Bakugou absolutely mad.

So he decided it was time he did something about it.

It had been three months, anyway.

Katsuki, after taking a shower, went into Kirishima's closet wrapped in only a towel. He selected a button up to wear and nothing underneath. Then, he went over to where Kirishima was, typing away on his laptop, as usual.

There weren't any scheduled business calls today, so Katsuki couldn't understand why Eijiro was still wearing a suit. It wouldn't matter much longer, though. Bakugou was about to get what he so desperately wanted.

Bakugou sat in Kirishima's lap, pressing a soft kiss to his lips as a greeting. Eijiro smiled at him, pecking his lips once more before going back to typing away on his laptop. Katsuki couldn't help the pout that formed on his lips, but he leaned in and rested his head on the red-head's shoulder.

After a minute or two of just sitting there, Katsuki began to rut his hips onto his husband.

"Kat, stop," Kirishima scolded him, "you know I'm working. I can't do this right now."

"Oh, but you can~" Bakugou cooed in his ear. "You could keep working, I could ride you nice and fast."

"No."

Bakugou ignored him and nibbled at his neck. "Come on, it's been three months, I know that you're pent up as much as I am~ Just let me ride you, Ei."

"I said no, Kat. You know I have a deadline for this project."

"You've always had deadlines, babe. This one isn't even due until next week. You could spare an hour on me, couldn't you?"

"I can't, I'm sorry. I'm working-"

"But that's the problem!" Bakugou exclaimed, sitting back. "You're always working these days, you never give me any of your time! Don't even try to say that I haven't been asking, I have, and it's like you ignore me everytime I ask you something. It's always 'Deadlines' and 'My boss says' and 'I have to finish this'! Please, Eijiro, just give me some of your time!"

Kirishima sighed. "I'm sorry, Kat, but you already know my answer. I can't. If I finish today, then we'll see about it, alright?"

Bakugou huffed. If he couldn't get his husband to give into him willingly, then he was going to make him want it.

Bakugou leaned forward again, settling his face into Kirishima's shoulder as the red-head began to type again. This time, he waited at least 5 minutes before grinding on him again.

"Kat, I'm being serious, we can't do this right now," Kirishima growled, making Bakugou shiver.

Perfect, Bakugou thought. If he's growling, he's close to snapping.