i don't date extras (kiribakukami)

Who would have guessed

extreme smut ⚠warning⚠ 

anyways enjoy naughty wackers ponkers

They got back from running around the building, like they tended to do every morning.
It was still soon, Bakugo always woke up at least two hours before class and it was a Saturday, nobody was around. Denki was still singing while he took his clothes off, preparing for the shower, imitating the kpop dances he had seen lately. Bakugo found himself staring at him, at his naked body. He had been fantasizing about the kiss they had shared in his room far more times than he was ready to admit. Denki fell quiet, Bakugo didn't notice.
Kaminari had taken his headphones away and had assumed Bakugo would be looking at his own phone. They had shared the showers before and the explosive hero never took much time to get under the water. But he wasn't looking at his phone, he was staring at him with a look he had failed to understand the first time. A rush of adrenaline shot through his veins, his face turning into a teasing grin.
"Kachan, my eyes are up here", Denki teased, looking smug. Bakugo looked at his face, hungrily. Then looked down and up his body, slowly, before getting back to his face. He licked his own lips and covered the two steps between their bodies. He pushed him against the lockers, his body immediately pressing against his. He kissed him like the last time, passionate, almost aggressive, but this time his hands went for skin. He noticed how Denki flinched for a second, but he sharply cut the kiss and pressed a hand against his chest. Katsuki looked at him, confused.
"Does Kiri know?", he wanted him badly, but he sure didn't want Bakugo to cheat on Kiri because of him. Katsuki's smile grew more dangerous and wide.
"He has been fucking teasing for me to fuck your brain's out for far too long", they had agreed Bakugo would be the first one to try. If they could fuck alone, they could probably do it together. "Bet it turns him on to think of us together".
"Obviously, I'm the hottest person in class. And you're probably the third one after Kiri, so...", now that he was sure they weren't cheating on each other he could brat around as much as he wanted. Did Bakugo enjoy that kind of sex? Well, he could always fuck his brains out to shut him up if he didn't.
"What the fuck did you just say?", Katsuki's hand grasped his butt and groped hard. "The only way for you to look hotter than me would be if you were engulfed in fucking flames, Pikachu", he stated before kissing him even harder than before. Denki felt his dick grow harder. Those two talking about fucking him was going to brighten a lot of afternoons from now on. He tentatively caressed Bakugo's side, going for his dick, slowly but confidently. A part of him was expecting the explosive man to stop him, to grab his arm, to grab his neck, to drive him crazy before fucking his brains out. He didn't, though, he bit his lip and looked hungry as fuck. Denki had fantasized with the dynamic those two might have in bed quite often... He had misunderstood it badly, he should have known, of course Bakugo was a fucking sub. His grin grew smugger. He couldn't complain about what he had heard until now, but he was way better than Bakugo at sex talk... And he was delighted to let him know.
"Oh, look how hard your dick is for me already", he purred. "Dinamight, more like Dinamine", he stated while caressing the tip of his head with his thumb. The explosive hero flinched, excited, flustered, his mouth half opened already, all of his tough attitude gone out the window. "I didn't know Red Riot got his name for the color or your butt when he's done with you", Katsuki gasped, he tried to look dignified but Denki could see him drool for him. "Oh, well, I guess I'll have to change my name to Red Chargebolt, then", he sentenced, scratching down his back not too harshly, taking his chances. A low moan escaped Bakugo's mouth. Denki looked at him, grinning sideways. "Moaning already? I was so very wrong about you... I didn't expect you to be this fun". A little encouraging was always OK, even if he didn't have a praise kink. 'Oh, I bet you do have a praise kink'. "Come, you still need a shower, we don't want you to blast off too soon". He started walking towards one of the cubicles, handling him by his dick. Bakugo didn't complain at all, following sheepishly.
As soon as they were locked alone and sure nobody else was going to be able to see them, his thumb rubbed his head again and he pushed him against the wall. He tried to push him down. Bakugo's stare changed in a second, a line crossed. Denki understood immediately and didn't skip a bit, master of changing moods and directions in a split second. "Is your cock as good as the things you cook? Because I'm feeling like eating it whole", and like that, Bakugo was back in the game, his muscles untightened, his lips parted again and his hands looked for the messy blonde's body.
"I'm gonna wreck you, Kachan, when I'm done with you, you'll come begging for more". He whispered in his ear before passing a thumb over his lips roughly and clawing his body in his way down to his knees. The moan grew louder.
Denki took his balls in his hands and saw how his back arched against the wall. "Already that hot? I'm just getting started with you, Boom Boom Boy", he said before licking his head and making him moan. "I bet I could make you beg for more", Katsuki tried to look at him with the red line stare. He didn't get it quite right, but Denki understood anyway. "Not yet mine enough for that, are you?" He saw his lips mutter something, too low to hear. He introduced the tip of his dick in his mouth. His back arched again, his moan louder by the second. He would have never bet he was a screamer... But he was definitely up for it.