TodoBaku Stuff

Switch

Summary:
Bakugou knows how badly Todoroki wants to switch their positions. The idea doesn't peak his curiosity or interest, but it's not about him tonight. For once, he'll sacrifice pride to keep his lover satisfied.

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Katsuki sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, vigorously squeezing the area between his eyes to ward off his headache.

“You're worrying way too much, man. It's not that bad.”

“Have you done it?” He nearly spit with how much venom he had in his voice.

“Uhh-”

“No, he hasn't, but, I have. It's great. Yeah, when you first do it, it sucks. It hurts like a mother, but then- ah, ahh, just hear me out! Then, you start to open up and there's lots of rubbing, stroking, even spreading until finally that spot is massaged, and mmm… where was I going with this?” Denki leaned into Eijirou, looking at him with saucer sized eyes. He was practically pawing at his chest now.

“Okay, shut up, pervert. I get it. I don't need a demonstration either.” He glared at the couple of lovey-dovey idiots.

"Not even for the sake of education?"

"Fuck your education."

Eijirou killed that argument by butting in, returning to the purpose of their conversation. “Basically, what Denki is saying is if you persevere, it's worth it.” Eijirou wore a genuine smile. His hand rubbed small circles in the middle of Denki's back… Could they stop being gross for five seconds?

“Why haven't you done it then?” It made no sense how his best friend tried to give advice when he hadn't even taken it. He just loved playing the cheerleader, please your partner boy.

“I like it too much, that's why,” Denki spoke for him.

“Hah?”

“I'm serious. You think this one hasn't tried to switch it up? You know how he is, likes to be fair and all. It's me, I'm not down to switch. That's my position.”

Eijirou shrugged with a bright blush on his cheeks. “There you go.”

The firecracker groaned and rubbed his eyes with his palms. So far, he's learned that Denki is a bottom queen and there was actually a reason why people agreed to it, hell, even demanded it sometimes. He just.. He didn't have the desire or enough curiosity to want to try. He believed his rightful position was to give all he had and drill that into Shouto. He didn't think that made him a bad lover. If Denki could stay a bottom, why couldn't he stay a top?

Of course, he knew how badly Shouto wanted to try and who knows… Maybe he'd feel like he was missing out and end up leaving if he never got it. The thought of him running off disgusted Katsuki because Shouto was his, only his. Well, here he met a fork in the road and it slowly, but surely, became clear what the better path was.

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Shouto was already in bed by the time Katsuki got home from work. He wasn't asleep. He had his face buried in a book, a common part of his nightly routine. Katsuki greeted him with a kiss to the top of his head before he grabbed a clean pair of clothes and hopped in the shower. The entire time he felt nervous and couldn't lose himself in the rush of the water. He played scenarios in his head of how he would approach the situation. He usually had a lot of pride when it came to seducing Shouto, but all those times he knew what he wanted, where to grab and how to make his halfie melt in his hands.

What could he do this time? Bend over, present himself and say “go crazy?” He shook his head. Nothing about that sounded sexy. He didn't want to look like a fool. He needed to look confident and ready or else Shouto would think it was forced. If forced, then Shouto would take offense and cancel the whole thing. Katsuki had to truly be a willing participant and a cancelation just couldn't be tolerated. He needed this to be over with as soon as possible.