Nothing More \ A BakuDeku Story

SIX

"Four rounds." Izuku mumbled, shifting in his sheets. He looked over to a sleeping blonde, a soft smile planted on his pink lips. "Four absolutely amazing rounds." He chuckled in disbelief. He had never gone more than one time with anybody before. Yet, he and Katsuki had went all out the night prior. 

The greenette sighed, sitting up in bed. He gently tapped the blonde's bare chest, whispering his name for him to wake up. It was a little past five o'clock, and there was a lot of time left before school, but Midoriya didn't want to risk being late. 

"Hm..?" Katsuki fluttered his eyes open, red orbs taking in the unfamiliar ceiling fan. He looked over to beautiful green eyes, a sudden wave of nostalgia and excitement taking over. "Are we going another round?" He asked, willing to do it again. Midoriya laughed a little at the joke, only his smile faded once he noticed Bakugou's morning-wood peeking through his sheets. Katsuki wasn't joking.

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Izuku slowly made his way through the front doors of his school, followed closely by a broad blonde. He had never experienced morning sex before, yet it had left him completely dazed and refreshed. 

"Well, I have Arts, right now. I'll see you later, 'kay?" The twenty-six-year-old spoke, earning a soft nod from a timid blonde. Izuku smiled softly, parting ways with his lover as he made his way towards his assigned room. 

He eventually reached room number 583, where he sat down somewhere in the second row of seats. Although his exotic teacher was excited and explaining today's new and interesting topic, Midoriya's mind was far too busy wandering off to recent events. He remembered the sweet blonde, who had somewhat turned into a beast, the night prior. He honestly hadn't expected Bakugou to have such an impressive size or stamina in bed, but his expectations were wrong. 

The greenette flinched at a sudden twitch in his groin. He looked down, a wave of panic overtaking him. This wasn't the time or place to get hard again. The small male fidgeted, trying to change his train of thoughts to avoid having a boner in the middle of his Art class. He needed to think about something else before it got too late. 

"Midoriya." 

Izuku flinched to the sound of his name, eyes landing on the board in front of the class. His blonde teacher looked at him in disappointment, shaking his head as he handed out the chalk. 

"Come up here and continue the lesson for me, will you? You seemed to be super interested in it, hm?" The man sarcastically mentioned, earning giggles from the greenette's classmates. Midoriya looked down, irritated. This wasn't new. His arts teacher had always had a grudge against him for some unknown reason. Therefore, it was Izuku's motivation to keep one-upping him. Always doing perfect scores and turning in his assignments early. 

"Of course, sir." Izuku mumbled, standing up. This wasn't tough - He knew everything already. One more opportunity to show off to his toxic teacher. 

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Bakugou nervously fiddled with his hands, hoping to see Izuku through the crowds. The two had agreed on eating lunch together from now on, yet he hadn't seen a trace of the greenette all day. He was filled with worry, thinking their affair from the night prior was nothing but a way for Midoriya to use him. He had never had sex with anybody before and giving his virginity to someone who had no respect for their own body was a hard choice for him. He wasn't necessarily okay with Izuku's sexual habits but believed deep down that there was a reason for the greenette's behavior.

Katsuki's eyes eventually landed on a tired looking male, appearing through the cafeteria doors. He smiled, shyly raising his hand to get noticed. It seemed to work, since the greenette's expression suddenly changed and beamed a smile towards the nervous blonde.

"Sorry I'm late, my damn Art class teacher wanted to give me another pointless lecture." Midoriya explained, sitting down with a soft smile. Katsuki returned the gesture, nodding. 

"It's okay." He spoke. His mind wandered off to the activities the two had engaged in the night prior. "Hey, are you busy tonight?" Bakugou questioned, looking up with hopeful eyes. He watched as Midoriya frowned, looking around to see if anybody was listening. 

"Yes, I am. I told you not to talk about this thing between us at school, okay?" The small male spoke, looking down with furrowed brows. Bakugou swallowed a lump in his throat, sad that he had upset the pretty man in front of him. 

"Is it with somebody else?" The blonde forced himself to ask. He didn't want to talk about the subject anymore, but the thought of Midoriya having sex with somebody else bothered him greatly. He watched as the greenette sported an offended look, backing away a bit as if he was shocked. 

"Uhm, no, it isn't. I'm just busy, okay? I have a job." Izuku shrugged, looking down to his boxed lunch. Bakugou couldn't hide a smirk to the wave of relief overcoming him. He was somewhat glad to know the smaller male was working rather than offering his body to other people. 

"I see." Bakugou nodded, looking down. He picked at his food, unsure of how to break the awkward silence settling between them. He eventually came up with an idea, looking back up from his dish. "Would you want to come visit, whenever you're free? I'd like for you to meet my older brother." The blonde spoke, a nervous smile on his lips. He watched as Izuku looked up from his meal, swallowing a piece of food. 

"You have an older brother? Wow, I didn't know. You and he must be alike, huh?" The greenette asked, once again taking a bite from his boxed lunch. "I'd love to visit." He continued, after swallowing. A smile crawled on sharp features, a sudden wave of happiness overtaking the tall blonde. 

"Great." He muttered, looking down again with a blush. Izuku was very pretty, no matter what he did. He was photogenic, nice, sweet, and straight-forward. Everything about him was perfect... Except the dark backstory Bakugou hadn't heard from yet. He knew Midoriya considered himself to have a mental illness but hadn't told him any more than that. Therefore, Katsuki didn't know anything about Izuku's personal life. 

But he was determined to find out more soon enough. He wanted to make Midoriya his, and his only. He didn't want anybody else to have him.