Ten Days of Katsuki (Todobaku)

Day 7, Part 3 💙

Bakugou removes his shirt then immediately rips mine off. Both of us topless, hands wander everywhere as our lips collide with one another. Taking initiative, Bakugou slyly slips his tongue into my mouth. I gasp at the sensation but quickly reciprocate. As his tongue gently massages mine, the hardness in my shorts becomes more prominent. It doesn't take long for me to moan in desperation against his lips.

Bakugou senses my need for him, perhaps because my erection is pressed up against his ass. He climbs off my lap and sheds the rest of his clothes. All I can do is stare and admire how gorgeous he is. He flashes a cheeky smile, acknowledging me ogling him, before dropping to his knees. Licking his lips, he tugs at the waistbands of both my shorts and my underwear, pulling both down in one motion.

After tossing them aside, he peppers a few kisses to my inner thighs before adjusting my position on the couch. I'm now on my back, laying across the length of the couch, head resting on its arm. Bakugou positions himself so he's hovering above me, supporting his weight with one hand. The couch is big enough that we can comfortably lie like this without creating a cramped space.

He lines our cocks up beside each other so he can stroke them together with his spare hand. I let out a groan that's about two octaves lower than my usual speaking tone once Bakugou picks up a steady rhythm.

"Feel good, baby?" he teases.

I lightly thrust into his hand as a response, the friction from both his palm and his cock stimulating me in ways I've never experienced. I part my lips open as my breathing quickens, my eyes intoxicated by his alluring crimson ones.

Bakugou clenches his jaw to suppress a moan. "You're so fucking pretty," he chokes out.

I grip hard onto the couch as his hand moves faster. "Bakugou," I whimper.

He smirks at me, his face depicting just how much amusement he's getting from pleasuring me. Leaning forward, he first kisses my temple and then brings his voice to a whisper.

"Call me Katsuki when we're doing this, babe."

Damn it. His voice is so seductive. Bakugou may be the only person on this planet who can probably get me to cum just from whispering in my ear. I've never been so attracted to someone in my life. And now I have his permission to use his given name in the bedroom? How the hell is this not a dream?

I give it a try. "K-Katsuki," I plead, "that feels so good."

Bakugou tilts his head back and groans. "Fuck, that's hot."

He removes his hand from around our lengths and collapses on top of me, capturing me in a filthy kiss. His fingers brush against the side of my face while mine roam through his hair. Kissing me, Bakugou goes back and forth between using an excessive amount of tongue and biting at my bottom lip.

Overtaken by lust, I use my strength to flip our positions. Now on top of Bakugou, I kiss along his jaw, his sweet moans just inches away from my ear. Lowering my head to nip at his neck, a bit of pre cum leaks from my cock. Bakugou, erection rubbing against mine, jerks his hips upward when I suck on a particularly sensitive spot.

"Get the lube, baby," he whines. "I can't take it any more."

I climb off Bakugou to fetch his bag tucked away in his closet. Reaching inside, I grab the lube. To save taking two trips, I grab a condom as well and leave it on the nearby desk. Bakugou's sitting up now, his back against the arm of the couch. When I sit beside him, he snatches the lube from my hand, an amused smile appearing on his face.

When my instincts tell me where this is going, I tense up. "Um," I say, "I'm still sore from last night, so I don't think this is a good idea. We can do other stuff, though."