Glasses? [DkBk/ BkDk]

Chapter 10

(Deku's pov)

After finding out about Kacchan's glasses, I couldn't help but wonder what else I didn't know about him.

With that in mind, I decided to ask him myself.

"Kacchan," I called, glancing over in his direction.

He sat opposite me, reading, whilst I worked on a few questions -on a worksheet he had previously given me.

"What," he rasped.

"I was just thinking, if I didn't know about the glasses.. what else don't I know about you?" I asked.

"You really want to talk about this now," he replied, rolling his eyes.

I nodded eagerly.

He sighed, placing his book down on the table and rested his face into his palm.

"Well, I like spicy food and mountain climbing. Tch, I hate cats-"

"R-really?" I questioned.

"What's so surprising about that?" He followed

"Well.. I guess you just kind of remind me of one.." I explained, playing with a lock of my hair.

"Hah? What's that supposed to mean?!" He asked angrily.

I sometimes forget about Bakugou's temper.

"N-nothing," I stuttered.

"Yeah, well you remind me of a dog," he muttered back.

"A dog?"

"You're fucking needy as shit. You basically hump my leg 24/7."

I coughed on my own breath, caught off guard by that last part. But I was also stuck thinking about the first bit: am I needy?

Even as kids, I always wanted to be around Kacchan. He was just soo cool! Even when his quirk manifested, and his insults got meaner, it didn't stop me from wanting to be by his side.

Of course, things changed massively in middle school, but up until that one point, all I wanted was to be with him.

Thinking about it now, I guess I am quite needy.

"D-does it.. bother you?" I asked.

"When we were kids, it pissed me the fuck off, now, you're not as annoying so it's 'tolerable'. Anyways, you're not half bad when we're having sex," he smirked, "speaking of-"

He grabbed his glasses, putting them on, "I think it's time we fuck," he grinned.

Once again, I immediately felt myself get hard.

He crawled over the table, swiping away the loose sheets and stationary, and splayed himself over it. "How about you do me right here," he encouraged.

He's so lewd.

I crouched before him and pulled down his pants and began to finger him. I immediately found his prostrate, but stopped fingering him before he could cum.

I ignored his whine and instead pulled out my cock. "You're eager today," he grinned, "does this type of thing turn you on? Perv."

"You suggested it," I replied, avoiding the initial question. That's when I thrusted into him.

"Fuck," he instantly moaned. Just like with my fingers, I found his prostate and thrusted relentlessly.

If I'm being honest, it does turn me on, but not this scenario. What turns me on is Kacchan's attempts to seduce me, which of course works
-every time.

At first, what mainly got me was the glasses, but the fact Kacchan is willing to have sex with me enough for me -with or without the glasses. I just want him.

Looking down at him, his body, I watched as he clenched his shirt. His knuckles almost practically popping out of their sockets as he grasped at the fabric. That's when I got an idea.

Using a free hand, I pulled up his shirt, exposing his stomach and chest. That's when I began to suck.

My teeth grazed the patch of skin I attacked, which was just underneath his collar bone, my tongue done the rest.

"Oi, what are you- oh fuck," Kacchan breathed, my thrusts didn't stop, they only got faster.

Pulling my mouth away from his skin, I found a new place to mark, not far from the previous spot. By the end, I had left a trail of hickeys, just in time for us to finish.

I came inside him, whilst he came over his stomach.

After minutes of catching our breaths, he looked down, staring at the marks I had created.

"See, you're just like I dog, marking your territory," he breathed, before shoving me off.

Marking my territory?

"Hurry, let's shower," he mumbled, interrupting me from my thoughts.

I followed him into the bathroom, but this time my heart didn't pound as fast or loud. I was still definitely nervous, just not as nervous I was the first time around.

"You're lucky you didn't go above the neck," he grunted, "I would've killed you if you did."

Yeah, he would have.

It was silent for a moment, until I chose to talk. "When I said you remind me of a cat.. it's because you show affection in your own weird way," I explained.

"Weird?" He questioned.

"Well- not weird, just very particular," I replied.

"Yeah? And what's that?"

"When you tease me or nag me on. You convince me I can do better and you inspire me too," I answered.

"That's lame."

"Maybe it is but it means a lot to me."

The room fell silent again, only the sounds of the water pattering across the room stimulated my ears.

I stood behind Kacchan, watching him wash himself. That's when he turned around to face me.

"I think you're a dog because you're needy, but also loyal," he began, "Even when I pushed you away when we were kids, you always came back to me. It was a pain then, but looking back at it now, I'm thankful. So thank you."

"H-huh?" I stammered: I really didn't expect this from him.

"I won't say it again!" He yelled.

"Cats also show affection in subtle ways, just like you," I stated, disregarding his shouting.

He glanced at me, with a surprised expression. "Even if this is just the sex to you, I'm happy I get to see this side of you Kacchan," I continued, pulling him into a hug, "I'm thankful I have you."