A complicated love story (BkTd)

Chapter 34 - "WAIT!" (NSFW)

The implication of his sentence hung heavy in the air. Three things became very clear in that moment, Bakugo thought he was very pretty, Bakugo greatly enjoyed fucking him, and Bakugo thought he was 'so smart'. (And that he's a slow moron but is that really worth mentioning?)

A cornucopia of compliments neatly packaged up in a sentence crammed full of insults. If that isn't a great way to describe how the blond refers to him, I don't know what is.

• • •

The next day Shoto kept his guard up, similar to how he had been during their park outing yesterday. He noticed the way the boys would whisper to each other during class, how they ran off to have lunch in an undisclosed location. It was almost irritating to the two-toned boy. He wished they would just execute their ridiculous plan instead of making him wait around like this.

Finally, after their last lesson, Todoroki planned to head to his dorm to change before going to meet Bakugo. Unfortunately he found himself intercepted by his classmates.

"Todobro. We know there's something going on between you and Bakubro." Kirishima declared, pointing an accusatory finger at the taller boy.

"So you might as well just come clean now cause we'll find out soon enough!" Kaminari stated, like that was the only choice Shoto had.

"You'd save everyone a whole bunch of time, so tell us what's up." Sero finished. Deku mentally face-palmed, and Shoto wondered how long they spent rehearsing this intervention in the mirror.

He sighed, narrowing his eyes, the death stare he gave them sent shivers down their spine. The peppermint boy really could be scary when he felt like it.

"When you figure it out, let me know." He said flatly, before shoving past the group. They were stunned for a moment before chasing after him.

"WAIT!" Kaminari called out. "Shit that wasn't supposed to happen!" He said to his friends who were equally as freaked out. Izuku let out a dry chuckle, he had tried to warn them after all. Jirou's advice was correct, provided they meet certain criteria, which they most certainly had not.

"T-Todoroki wait! Please!" Sero tried, uselessly. But they did get some helpful advice from the heterochromiac student.

"If you dedicated this much effort to your studies perhaps you wouldn't be failing." He shot, voice cold and unflinching. He was as tough a nut to crack as Bakugo was, only it was just then that his classmates were realizing this.

And so they watched as their one hope slipped through their fingers.

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"God Kaminari is loud." Shoto sighed, falling onto Katsuki's bed. He had changed into sweatpants and a tank top. The blond chuckled, slouched in his desk chair.

"You see why I hate those bastards?"

"Mmm I do." He whined, his impenetrable façade breaking. In reality, during the encounter he was terrified that the others really had figured it out, or were close to. Anything he said could be a liability, so he opted for the most vague and disinterested answer he could think of.

"Poor Halfie, you want some help unwinding?" The older boy asked, walking towards the bed.

"Again with the euphemisms..." Todoroki groaned, sitting up. "But yes, please. Screw the foreplay just get over here." Bakugo grinned, red eyes looking over his fuck buddy with hunger in them.

"As you wish, you little brat." He said, pinning Shoto against the bed, and immediately connecting their lips. It was sloppy, desperate, and perfect for them. They made quick work of their clothes, throwing them onto whatever empty space the floor provided. Shoes hit the ground with thuds that fell on deaf ears. The shorter boy was shirtless, his boxers tasked with concealing the growing erection he was sporting. They were quickly discarded however.

Sitting up, the candycane's hands reached his rival's pectoral muscles, dragging his fingers lightly down. Katsuki, mirroring his image, pinched his nipple in a less docile manner. He gasped, eyes widening, despite most definitely having seen that coming.

His skin had goosebumps and he was warm to the touch. A restless tingling sensation traversed from his stomach down to his throbbing cock. Bakugo kissed him again, gently this time, sliding his tongue between his rosy lips. Shoto grabbed his face, clumsily pulling him as close to him as he could.

The vermillion eyed boy pushed him down, forcing his back against the mattress. He pressed his dick against his tight entrance, no foreplay meant no foreplay. However...

"Icyhot make me an ice ring." He instructed. The bottom was profoundly confused, wincing as he felt his hole being stretched out. But he wasn't one to refuse orders.

"How big do you want it?" He inquired through small moans, lifting his right hand up.

"About the circumference of your cock." Bakugo slid in and out, hands gripping Shoto's hips tightly. He was amused at the lack of protest, instead he was handed a ice cock ring, that fit beautifully on its maker.

"How does that feel?" He asked, pounding into the taller boy as he promised the night before. Sweat had accumulated on his palms, he ignited mini explosions, barely strong enough to make a sound, but enough for Shoto to be pulled between the icy coldness of the ring on his dick and the burning heat on his hips.

The difference in temperature had his mind reeling, the overstimulation felt like both heaven and hell.

"Good...so good..." He managed out between gasps and whimpers. A sense of pride mixed with relief washed over the older, this was good redemption for the stunt he pulled the other night.

"You can cum when the ice melts." Katsuki ordered, and Todoroki just nodded frantically. He internally thanked himself for making the ring thin. Still, even with how high his body heat was in the moment, it would take a few minutes.

Bakugo kept unleashing his quirk, scorching the skin. He wasn't concerned. The left hip was resistant to fire, and the right one had a defense mechanism against it. Shoto really was the best person to test out this kink with.

His cock rammed into the hole, hitting his classmate's prostate dead-on with each thrust. By the way he started to tighten up, he assumed the other was getting close. Eyeing the ring, he noticed it started to drip water onto Shoto's thigh. If he was lucky, he wouldn't be edged too badly.

Moans and groans echoed between them, as they neared their orgasms. The two-toned boy's back arched, fingers digging into his fuck buddy's shoulders. The intensity of the cold and heat was beginning to be too much for him to bear. He trembled, feeling the ring start to loosen. As soon as his dick was free, he came with a harsh cry.

Katsuki followed suit, emptying his load into Todoroki. He then proceeded to collapse on top of him.