Studying you ~TodoBaku~

Chapter 16: rash challenge

Shoto Todoroki

I made my mind up quickly as I walked over to Bakugo. I wanted him. He was going to be mine. I wanted him there every time I scored a goal, every time I was devastated about missing an easy chance, every time we won, lost or drew. I wanted him there, no matter what

And right now, I wanted him here. Where I am. With me. Smiling like a motherfucking angel.

Which is why, as I approached him, I didn't stop when I reached his side. Didn't stop when his eyebrows twitched in confusion. Didn't stop as my hand found the back of his head. But most importantly, I didn't stop when my lips connected with his, feeling his body tense up underneath me, before the pressure I was applying to his mouth was reciprocated, filling me with a wave of happiness. It was sweet, and I tasted the faint residue of chocolate on his lips, which might've contributed. He as obviously shocked, but never pushed me away, which felt like such incredible validation.

When we finally pulled apart, he looked starstruck. I just smiled and held out my arms, holding him close to my chest. He squeezed his arms around me and said "fucking hell, Todoroki!"

"What? Did you not-"

"Are you kidding?! I mean....fucking hell that was good, are you sure you've never...?"

"Yeah, that was...the first"

"Woah.....be my fucking boyfriend, not a question"

I hugged him tighter as a response, and slid my back down the side of the tree, sitting with him hugging me. He clambered up slowly to lie between my legs and rested his head on my chest.

"You played well, that goal was sick!"

"Yeah...I was annoyed not to score earlier, but that goalie was good"

"Yeah, I saw you two talking"

"He was nice" I said bluntly, not adding the whole thing about the affection he'd shown. "...but not as nice as you"

"Mushy stuff already?"

"Says mr 'be my boyfriend'"

"Fuck off! You're hot, sue me"

"You too Bakugo, you too"

"............Katsuki"

"Already? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I...I trust you"

"Ok...Shoto then. That ok, Katsuki?" I said, trying out the word on my tongue. It sounded good, really good. He stood up quite quickly after a spot of rain started falling, and held out a hand to help me up. I grabbed it, but made no effort to move. As he was trying to pull me to my feet, I saw him about to slip and lurched forward to catch him, cushioning him softly into my chest instead of the wet grass. I stood up with him still slumped against me, and he said "you're chest is as hard as the ground, you know? That still hurt!"

"Awww, want me to kiss it better? I teased him, using the same line he had a couple of days ago. He just nodded, and I gently kissed the top of his head, his hair getting slightly damp from the slight rain. We walked hand in hand, not quite sure where either of us were headed when suddenly we'd ended up at my apartment. It was unspoken, and we both seemed desperate to spend more time together.

Bakug-Katsuki sat patiently down on the couch as I made us a coffee each. He asked for two sugars, so I gave him three, one extra for the sweetness he already had. Cheesy as fuck, yeah, but that didn't matter right now. All that matter at the moment was the two of us, cuddled up under a blanket watching a movie together. The weather had taken a horrid turn and rain pelted the windows. I felt for anyone living low down in these conditions, suspecting the river may overflow if things continued.

Katsuki was nuzzled up in front of me on the couch, only his head out of the blanket. It rested back against my chest like I was his own personal cushion, but I didn't care. He seemed happy, so that was me happy as well. There was only one problem. Well, problem might be an exaggeration, but...concern. Me. More specifically, my dick. I was mentally scolding myself for the whole duration of the movie, seeing as I'd picked a position behind Katsuki that meant he was constantly rubbing his rear against it. This, of course, made me hard. Who exactly could blame me, though? He's hot, I'm in love with him, thus; erection!

It was unthinkably difficult to hide it, especially since every time I thought it'd gone down, Katsuki would adjust his position and rub against it as well. It was almost as if he were doing it on purpose, but I hadn't the confidence to call him out. Instead, I just endured, doing my best not to whimper at the strain it was causing me.

At one point though, the whole world came crumbling down. Katsuki adjusted again, and in response I shifted back, so as not to be...poking him. It was then that he sighed and said "you're not very subtle, ya know?"

"You felt it....?"I said sheepishly, and he barked out a laugh and said "of course I fucking did, it's been there since I lay down!"

"Forgive me, my super hot boyfriend keeps rubbing his ass against it!"

"Learn to control yourself, ya fucking dog in heat! We've been dating for approximately three hours and already you wanna bed me!"

"Katsuki, I never said-"

"Your mouth didn't, but your cock did! It said "pleeeeease Shoto, I'm so desperate!", I heard every word of it!"

I blushed and looked away from him, and he adjusted his position once again, lying on his stomach and looking up at me. "Hey, you know I'm teasing, right?"

"Yeah....I'm sorry though..."

"It's fine, I just...have some bad experiences with athletes and their cocks..."

"That's...some very specific trauma there...."

"Oi!" He said, and we laughed a little.

"Let me just say whatever that athlete and/or his cock did, me or my cock won't do the same thing, I promise"

"I know...that's why I said I trust you....and your cock"

"Somebody needs to put those words on a plaque somewhere"

"Hell yeah, with my name and 2021 underneath! Such wise words need appreciated"

"O' great speaker, what art thou's next words?"

"Ahem....I love you" he said, and propped himself up to kiss me. This one tasted like coffee. Not the bitter kind you get from a roadside van, more like the frothy kind from an expensive machine. Silently commending my own coffee-making skills, I pressed back against his lips, kissing deeper than we had before. I was tempted to try and force my tongue inside his mouth, but thought about the...um, consequences that might have downstairs, so just kept kissing him again and again.

Most important shot I ever took
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Aw shit, now I need to think of some football imagery!

Thinking of doing a few more cute date thingies next chapter, then maybe a little *spice* before the end.

Fact of the Day: Shoto's cock has a high pitched voice, kind of like Hagakure in the sub....what the fuck am I talking about again? 😕