~Deku's Point of View~
Our eyes locked for a few seconds, I was honestly scared for my life. My breath slowed to a stop, as he stood there leaning over me, staring at me. Before I had a chance to say anything more he leaned in and kissed me! But not a peck.. He pulled away, and after a second of looking at each other we both needed more. He kissed me again, hard. Pushing me against the lockers, I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He took his blazer off his shoulder and threw it to the side as his hands grabbed my waist and pulled me in. I couldn't breathe, but I loved it. He slipped his tongue in, my breath gasping, soft moans escaping. I grabbed him and pulled him in, closer, closer. More, more. Our bodies were glued to each other, yet we continued to push them together.
He reached down and grabbed my ass, tightly. I gasped with pleasure. He pulls away, panting, me also gasping for air. "Is this okay?" He says, tightening his grip on my ass. I bite my lip and nod, he smirks. "How far are we taking this?.." I asked, he looks at me, "As far as you want nerd.~" I slightly gasp and grab his face, shoving our lips together again. He grabs my ass and bends down slightly, I read the cue and jump onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist. He picks me up, hands on my ass, and walks over to the bench. He sits down, leaving me on his lap facing him. We keep making out, gasps for air and little moans escape with panting and saliva. Our tongues play with one another while we grope each other desperately. Begging for more. He pulls away, strings of saliva connect our lips. I look at him, my eyes asking why. He grabs my chin and pulls my face near his, our lips centimeters apart. My lips quiver, desperate for his.
"Well look here~ Who knew you were such a slut Deku~." I get embarrassed and look down sheepishly, until he grabs my face again and makes me look him in the eyes again. "Don't be embarrassed~ I love it." He says, kissing me rough again. I tug gently at his shirt, hoping he gets the hint. I want to see him.. All of him... He smirks and pulls his shirt off, not ripping any buttons surprisingly. I can't help but stare, while he sits there enjoying the attention. "You like what you see?~" I nod and bite my lip, grazing my hands down from his neck to his abs. He smirks and leans over, leaving soft pecks on my neck. Shivers went down my spine, I have never witnessed Kacchan being so gentle. I didn't hate it though, not in the slightest.
It made my cheeks red and my heart pound even more. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and began unbuttoning at a surprisingly quick pace, my face and whole body filled with embarrassment. I think he noticed, because he lifted my chin to look at him. His other hand slid to my waist, then my torso. "Don't be embarrassed.. You're stunning." My heart skipped a beat. Kacchan just complimented me.. ME! I've already fallen for him but if he keeps this up I don't know how much longer I can take it. He slides his hand from my torso to my neck, grabbing it and pulling me into another kiss. "Mmm~" I let a moan or two slip out as I felt his tongue on the inside of my mouth. Between our panting and little moans and groans, we kept pulling each other closer. Bodies once again glued together, already sweaty, but it wasn't close enough. We still kept groping each other desperately.~Bakugo's Point of Veiw~
I can help but get lost in it all. This nerd is.. I can't get him out of my head. I've tried. But now.. After denying my want and need for him, I finally have him. It may only be for today, or these few minutes, but I have him. He's so much hotter than I expected. With his face desparate, red cheeks, body so vulnerable right now, fuck... I want him. I want to have him. I want to fuck him. I grab his ass hard, he moans slightly, fuck. He turns me on a little too much.. I pull away to see his face, confused, he looks like a complete mess and we've only made out.. I love it. "W-Why-" I lean in, eyes staring into his. They remind me of pretty green trees in the spring. "I want to fuck you." I say bluntly. His eyes widen, and just when I think he couldin't get anymore red. "I- Uh- What- I- Y-You want to what?-"
I grab his waist with both hands, pulling him closer. "You heard me~.. But I need to know if that's okay or not. Don't feel pressured or obligated. I only want someone who wants it back, so don't fuck with me. ..Unless if you want to fuck me." He smiles slightly. What, does he think I'm a joke?! "Are you fighting the urge to laugh at me?! You think I'm dumb don't you?!" He laughs a bit and wraps his arms around the back of my neck, our eyes locked. "No, I think you're so sweet, and incredibly sexy.~" I lift one eyebrow, smirking. "I need an answer handsome.." He looks at me, his eyes full of lust. It's so fucking hot. I feel my dick get harder, as I feel him grind on me slightly. I look down, then up at him. He knows what he's doing, while he bites his bottom lip he moves his hips slowly, keeping eye contact the whole time. This alone is gonna drive me crazy...
I grab his hips and guide him, moving more and more, grinding harder and harder. "Yes..~" He says under his breath, quiet moans escape his lips. I pull his hips down and make him grind on me hard, he moans louder before covering his mouth in embarassment. My bulge grows just when I didn't think I could get any harder. "Don't be shy~ Speak up.. Deku~" He looks at me as his hips keep riding, taking a breath before finally speaking up, "I want you to fuck me. Hard. Please..!~" "Your wish is my command~" I bite his neck, leaving hickeys all over his collar bone. His moans and heavy breathing fill my ears, fuck..~
~Deku's Point of View~
I can feel his dick grow underneath me, throbbing as I grind on him. I want it... I get off his lap, his face a little confused and a little upset, I can tell. I slid my hands up his legs and on his thighs till I reached his crotch. I rubbed it with my hand, Kacchan groaning slightly. "I want to suck it..~"
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The Lockeroom
RomanceWhen Bakugo's friends catch Izuku staring, he blindly confronts him. It was a misunderstanding, but what happens when that confrontation becomes.. A confession? Just one afternoon in a lockeroom, with no cameras, and no one around. Who knew it'd cha...