Sero's sister

Chapter 22: Into the Fire✋️15+

I"m so sorry for not uplading but i'm sick so here you are! I hope you enjoy you thirsty asses!

Y/N's breath hitched as Bakugou's lips moved with fierce intensity against hers, his hands gripping her waist with a possessiveness that sent shivers through her entire body. The heat between them was overwhelming, filling the air in the common room, where they were dangerously exposed.

Bakugou pulled back for a moment, his breathing heavy as he looked down at her, his eyes burning with desire. "We're not doing this here," he growled, his voice low and rough. He grabbed her hand without waiting for a response, pulling her toward the hallway.

Y/N barely had time to catch her breath as he led her down the corridor, his grip on her firm, his pace quick and determined. She could feel the tension radiating off him, the barely-restrained need that had built up to this point. They reached his door, and Bakugou slammed it open, pulling her inside.

Once the door clicked shut behind them, his eyes met hers, a dangerous fire burning in them. He didn't wait—his lips were on hers again, harder this time, pushing her back against the edge of his bed as his hands roamed her body, tugging her closer.

"Do you want it?" He asked. Y/N knew that her answer is going to decide about what is going to happen next

Bakugou's question hung in the air, charged with anticipation. Y/N could feel her heart racing, a whirlwind of excitement and nerves swirling inside her. She nodded, unable to find her voice, and the look in Bakugou's eyes ignited a fire within her that she couldn't ignore.

"Good," he murmured, his lips curling into a smirk that sent shivers down her spine. The confidence in his voice only added to the thrill of the moment as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin. "Because I'm not holding back anymore."

With that, he captured her lips once more, and Y/N melted into him, her hands tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with fervor. The kiss deepened, their mouths moving together in a passionate rhythm that left her breathless. She could feel every bit of tension from before evaporating, replaced by the electricity that sparked between them.

Bakugou broke away just long enough to breathe, his forehead resting against hers, their heavy breaths mingling in the small space between them. His voice was rough when he spoke, filled with the raw need that had been building between them. "You don't know what you do to me, Y/N."

Her lips curled into a teasing smile, even though her breath was just as uneven. "I think I have an idea."

Bakugou growled softly, his grip tightening on her hips as he lifted her effortlessly. Y/N instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms locking around his neck as he carried her the short distance to the bed. He set her down gently, but the look in his eyes was anything but soft. It was a look that told her he was done holding back.

Without breaking eye contact, Bakugou leaned down, his hands trailing down her thighs, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Y/N shivered under his gaze, her body reacting to every movement as he hovered over her.

"Katsuki..." she whispered, her voice barely audible as she reached for him.