PORNSTAR
Chapter Eight: Final Shooting
Word Count: 1225
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☆WARNING: NSFW, HANDJOB & WET DREAMS☆
"Okay, I'm off." Katsuki spoke, his bag hanging over his shoulder. Izuku beamed a smile, nodding.
"Have fun." The greenette replied, watching the blond step out of the apartment. Today was Katsuki's day off and he had decided to spend it with his friend Kirishima, in the redhead's new pool. Izuku, on the other hand, never had a day off.
The greenette sighed, his smile dropping as he approached the bathroom. Junior had already sent him a text message stating he'd be here in about thirty minutes. The perfecta mount of time for Midoriya to take a shower and prepare his body for what came next.
"Pretty relaxing, right?" Kirishima spoke in a teasing tone, leaning against the side of his pool. He glanced over to an unphased blond, his smile fading.
"Yeah, I guess." Bakugou shrugged, looking down to the small waves Eijirou created at every one of his movements.
"What's on your mind, man?" The redhead asked, dunking his hand underwater to fix his swim-shorts. Bakugou frowned, brows furrowing as he looked over to bright red eyes.
"Nothing. Mind your own business." He spat, earning a sheepish smile from his friend. Eijirou sighed, getting comfortable as he leaned back, eyes trailing off to the dock where his girlfriend was getting ready. He watched as she slipped off her dress, revealing the pink and blue bathing suit she was wearing underneath. She kicked off her sandals, approaching the pool's railing and slipping into the cool water. A silence roamed before Kirishima spoke, addressing his partner with a smile.
"I told you today was a great day to come for a dip." He awkwardly pushed out. Mina smiled, nodding before turning her head towards the quiet blond.
"Katsuki... How's it going with your new roommate?" She asked, trying her best to create a conversation. She didn't know Bakugou too much, but she knew he was her boyfriend's best friend. Which is why she had to try and create a small bond with him. Yellow eyes stuck to the tall male, waiting for a response. She was aware that Eijirou had helped him find a new person to live with, and from what she had heard, Katsuki had been living with a man called Izuku Midoriya. Kirishima said he was an amazing guy, and loved chocolate iced-cream, just like him.
"He's alright." He shrugged. "An annoying shit, but I get along with him okay. We're friends." He cringed at the last words, avoiding all eye contact with the others.
"Hey, that's good to hear, bro! I'm glad you're finally getting along with him." Kirishima smiled wide. "You see? I told you I'd be able to pick out someone great for you." He spoke, leaning back with a satisfied grin. Bakugou's lips parted, though he didn't say anything. His mind wandered off to the way he found out about Izuku's career and how he had hated being lied to. Yet, despite that, he still took a liking to the greenette. His positive energy, the way he puts a face that says I-Have-My-Life-Under-Control, when he really has no clue what to do or how to feel about things. He's human, like everyone else.
The blond sighed, now thinking about another event that happened only three nights ago.
He had been letting Izuku sleep in his bedroom for eight days now, since the greenette struggled with nightmares when he slept in his own bed. He didn't think anything bad would happen with Izuku by his side at night, only he was mistaken. Only three nights ago, Bakugou was awakened after having one of the most detailed, dirty dreams he had ever had. And, it was about Midoriya.
He still felt bad about it, thinking such awful things about his friend. But he couldn't control what his mind was up to during his slumber. The blond frowned, watching his swim-shorts sway beneath the surface of the water, remembering the night's events. He remembered how he jolted up in bed with his boxers feeling tight, how he glanced over to Izuku one last time before slipping out of the bedroom and hiding in the bathroom to relieve himself. He felt useless, especially after telling Izuku he didn't see him as a sex toy, but as a human.
He felt like the world's biggest asshole for having had such lewd thoughts about Midoriya.
Izuku coughed, pulling away as saliva stained his cheeks and nose. He tried to keep his green curls away from the mess, but only got his hair dirty as well. Emerald eyes trailed up to the man in front of him, watching his hand frantically pump his hardened member. He had done this before and he knew what to do. He opened his mouth, a fake smile taking place as he waited for Kashi to unload his sperm across his features.
The greenette quickly glanced over to his manager who stood by, holding the camera to get the best angles he could get. Green eyes shot back to the man's member, letting out a teasing giggle as he listened to the tall male's groans. His knees were hurting and his own cock had already softened after a leg-shaking orgasm he had just a few moments prior.
A load groan resonated throughout the room as warm, white liquid shot across Izuku's face. He closed his left eyes, a sticky line of the man's cum tracing itself across his eyelid and into curly hair. Midoriya smiled, closing his mouth and swallowing the bit of sperm that had accumulated on his tongue. He struggled to keep a smiling face to the salty taste, eventually grimacing once Junior closed the cameras.
"Great job, Izuku. You too, Kashi. Alright, pants on, now." The dark-haired man spoke, waving his hands around as he carefully took down his equipment. Izuku shifted, now sitting on the floor as he watched his lover get dressed. Kashi was quick to leave the apartment, telling Junior he'd wait in the parking lot for him. "Is something on your mind?" The manager asked, swinging his bags over his shoulder as he approached the trembling greenette. He watched as his employee struggled to stand up, sitting down on the corner of his bed with a shrug.
"No, why?" He asked, green eyes glued to the wooden floor. Junior shifted, brows furrowing.
"You were a little off, today. You weren't performing as well as you usually do." He mumbled. "If you need a break, just tell me. You know I don't want to overwork you."
Midoriya's eyebrows raised at the sentence, emerald orbs meeting dark ones. He could tell Junior didn't want him to take a break, but he desperately needed some rest. His body was worn out, and so was his mind. He had some issues with Katsuki that he needed to fix, therefore he couldn't focus on his job as much.
It wasn't his fault he was feeling this way for the hot-headed male. He had an attraction for Katsuki ever since the first time they met. After all, the blond was handsome, kind, caring, quiet, strong... He was perfect, overall. Though, ever since he had started sleeping in Bakugou's bed, he had started thinking maybe Bakugou felt the same about him.
Probably not, but there was still a chance, right?
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