KiriBaku - Smut - Home

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A/N: technically part 2 to my last oneshot but both work as standalone oneshots either way so read it if you want :)

Uh maybe I guess some warnings are appropriate here? No condom, spit as lube, overstimulation, and brief aspects of hair pulling and ofc there is aftercare <3

Aged up, pro heroes, established relationship; engaged, enjoy ;)


Kirishima entered the house quietly, taking extra care to ensure the door didn't slam behind him. He inhaled deeply the scent of his own house. He was ecstatic to be back in his own home again after an extended business trip to America, and more importantly he was happy to see his fiance again. It was nearly one in the morning already since he had only managed to book the earliest flight home that night, without even having the chance to tell Bakugou, so he had expected him to already be in bed. Regardless, he was overflowing with joy that he would be able to see him again, lie with him again and hold him in his arms and feel his warmth. He would be able to listen to his steady heartbeat and rhythmic breathing as he lay there content with his Bakugou.

However, his thoughts were interrupted as he heard the bathroom door open and shut unexpectedly, a few seconds later, out stepped Bakugou with a white towel slung casually over his waist. He stopped in his tracks as he looked up at Kirishima in shock for a moment, not expecting him to be home until the next day. Kirishima stared back, half of him simply overjoyed at the sight of his fiance whom he had not seen in nearly a month, and the other half of him admiring the sight of his fiance's body which he had missed so much. He couldn't pull his gaze away from his toned muscles, or his wet hair as it clung to the back of his neck, or the enticing curve of his lips as they parted slightly, and how soft and kissable they looked right at this moment.

"Kiri.." Bakugou mumbled as he came to his senses, tears welling up in his eyes as he began to walk towards the red haired male. Kirishima immediately dropped all of his luggage along with his coat as he ran up to Bakugou, the blond meeting him halfway there as he wrapped his arms around him tightly, the other wrapping his arms around his neck. Then, placing one of his hands on his lower back to support him and the other on his cheek, Kirishima began to pepper small kisses all over Bakugou's face, kissing his cheeks and nose and forehead, causing the blond to laugh through tears of happiness as he held onto Kirishima tightly.

"God.." he mumbled between kisses. "I missed you so much Kat." he said as he placed one last kiss on the tip of his nose. He then pressed their foreheads together with a soft smile. "I missed you too." Bakugou whispered in response before pressing his lips gently to Kirishima's, who immediately kissed back happily.

As they kissed Bakugou grabbed Kirishima by the collar of his shirt and slowly pulled him backwards until his back hit the wall. Kirishima changed the positioning of his hands, placing them against the wall on either side of Bakugou, bending his elbows slightly so he could still reach his lips. The blond parted his lips slightly allowing Kirishima the ability to enter his mouth. Kirishima smirked into the kiss as he realized this, slipping his tongue in slightly, just enough to tease him before he pulled away. He looked at Bakugou with a playful smirk, who smiled back at him before licking his lips. "I missed your taste too." the blond whispered.

"Seems like you missed a lot of me, didn't you?" he responded as he inched a bit closer, placing his knee between Bakugou's legs, their faces less than a few inches apart. Bakugou hummed in response. "Yeah.. a lot." he answered as Kirishima moved one of his hands to Bakugou's chest, slowly running his hand over his muscular chest and abdomen, listening to every breath Bakugou took and which spots made it hitch. He allowed his hand to rest on the slight curve of his hip as he began to pepper more kisses, this time a bit sloppier, along the blond's sharp jawline, then down to his neck where he began to suck and nip at the soft, sensitive skin.

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