Kiribaku Oneshots

Concept 18 - Longing

Idk where it'll go but I need it out of my system.

He couldn't take it anymore. Bakugou got up and crossed the room, not caring who or what he was tripping over, until he was on Kirishima's bed, right in front of him.
"Dude, are you oka- mm!" The redhead is interrupted by Bakugou cupping his face and swooping in to connect their lips.
'Fuck,' Bakugou thinks. 'They're even softer than I imagined.' Kirishima melts into the affection, kissing back with a soft passion.
"Oi! Get a room, you two!" Kaminari says, very much annoyed.
"We're technically in his room-" Jiro cuts in. Before any more whooping or whistling can happen, Bakugou pulls back, leaving Kirishima dazed and blushing as he turns his head towards their friends.
"Get outta here, bitches. This ain't a free show!" he quips, smiling smugly as they all leave. He turns back to Kirishima. "Finally," he mutters, diving in for another kiss, tilting his head as it grows more passionate, speaking each time they briefly come up for air. "I finally...have you...all to...myself."
"B-Baku...mm~...what is this?" Kirishima manages to ask, making the blonde come even closer, straddling his lap.
"I...I don't know," Bakugou confesses. "All I know is that I want you." He kisses him again, and again, each time, reveling in the softness of his lips, the warmth of his body, everything, and in the sound of him muttering: "Bakugou."

"Bakugou."

"Bakugou."

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"Bakugou!" Someone says in his ear, snapping him out of his thoughts. His head whips towards the source of the noise to find Raccoon Eyes in his face. He scowls at her. Apparently she was asking him something. Ugh. Of course he zoned out. He half heartedly listened to the pinkette talk as he peered over to where Kirishima was on his bed, occupied by beating Pikachu's ass in Mario Kart.
'Fuck...' He's screwed.

Don't mind me...just venting a bit.