Kiribaku oneshots

🥸Disguise🥸

Genre- smutish
Length- 544

Third POV-

Bakugou and Kirishima were sent out on a mission, to get some information on All for One from a man. The problem is that they've became pretty recognizable. So they went in disguise. Kirishima was required to go as a women. The man was straight and wouldn't just share shit with a homie. They asked Kirishima of this due to the long hair and the man liked women who were kind, in which Bakugou wasn't.

The redhead wore a red sparkly dress the went all the way down to his ankles but there was a slight slit that went up to mid-thigh, leaving almost his entire leg exposed. He wore classy red heels, pretty gold choker that had golden necklaces dripping from his neck. Then finally, beautiful black and red make-up.

The blond wore a brown wig and a normal suit and tie, they had him there as backup.

The place was an expensive hotel, with bars, an indoor pool, and other expensive sorts.

Kirishima sat down next to the man. Obviously he looked at him as if he were a women. Admiring him.

"Hey sweetheart, let me buy you a drink," he said, leaning towards him. The blond sat beside Kirishima and tried to act as just a normal by-stander.

"Thank you," the man ordered them some strong drinks, thankfully Kirishima can handle his alcohol. The man scooted the stool Kirishima was on closer to him as they took sips of their drinks. Bakugou was trying to keep it together.

"So, are you here all by yourself?" Kirishima nodded.

"I don't have to be," he leaned over towards the man as the man moved his hand to the redhead's waist. The man smirked.

"I love a man who can keep me safe and warm," Kirishima rubbed up on the man's chest. He wasn't really into the guy, but he had to pretend to be. Bakugou growled to himself. He wants to be that man.

"I'll need a couple more drinks sweetheart, but you've got nothing to worry about."

Several drinks later, Kirishima was being led to the man's room. Once inside the man leaned in to kiss him. Suddenly the door blasted open by the blond, then a sudden explosion towards the man before he could get a word out, knocking him out immediately.

"Bakugou wha-" the redhead was suddenly interrupted by Bakugou's lips.

"He doesn't deserve to graze his lips upon yours," Bakugou stated. Kirishima's chest blossomed as a hot blush painted his face. Kirishima pulled him down into a kiss.

"We really shouldn't waste such an expensive room," Kirishima said, rubbing Bakugou's chest. The blond smirked. Were they about to have sex during a mission with a man knocked out and tied up in the closet? Yes, yes they were.

But they got a call from their agency.

"Hello?" Kirishima asked on the phone, Bakugou kissing, nibbling, and biting on the redhead's neck, "Oh, yeah, we got the guy, we're j-just on our way over right now."

They didn't get there until the next morning. They did have to knock out the guy again multiple times, but it was worth it to sleep on a fine mattress and gorgeously made blankets.