Kirishima sat in his dorm, his heart racing. He had accidentally told Bakugo about his crush on him and now, now all he could do was that when hope Bakugo found him he would let him down gently.He heard a harsh knock on the door, before it opened. Kirishima didn't have to look to know who it was.
"Look, I know you don't like me back, can-can we just forget I told you?" Kiri said, nervously looking up at Bakugo.
"Wow, you really are a fuckin' idiot.," Bakugo said, before walking over to Kiri and sitting down on the floor in front of him. Kirishima looked away, blushing. "If I didn't like like you back I wouldn't do this." Bakugo said, before grabbing Kirishima's chin and smashing their lips together.
The kiss was rough and messy, but that was exactly what he expected. What he wanted.
He leaned into the kiss, hands going from the floor to Bakugo's shoulders, pulling him closer. Kirishima let out a groan as Bakugou's hands threaded through his hair and tugged, pulling his head back.
He nearly whimpered when Bakugou pulled back, but then had to bite his lip to withhold a moan as as Bakugous lips went to his neck, nipping lightly.
"Are you okay with this?"
Kiri nodded desperately, not trusting his voice. He felt Bakugou smirk against his neck, before finding himself on his bed, Bakugou leaning over him with lust glazed eyes and an almost predatory grin.
Kirishima was surprised, when instead of practically ripping Kiri's clothes off, Bakugou slowly dragged them off, all the while staring into Ejirous eyes.
"Fuck you're gorgeous." Bakugou growled, a sound that went straight (a/n hah no he gay) to Ejirous dick.
"Please," he practically whimpered, something Bakugou definitely took note of.
"Begging already? I wonder what you'll be like once we really get started." Before Ejirou could even try and come up with a response, their lips crashed together again, teeth clacking from the force of it.
As Katsuki was seemingly determined to torture Ejirou he pulled away right as Kirishima leaned forward and stood up, shrugging off his shirt. He leaned down and pulled lube out of the pocket of his uniforms jacket.
Kirishima's face went practically as red as his hair from the realization that Katsuki came here knowing exactly what was going to happen.
"Y-you brought lube?" He practically squeaked, face red as Katsuki turned to him with a smirk.
"What can I say? I'm fucking confident." He responded while stepping out of his pants, leaving the both of them in only their boxers.
Ejirou licked his lips unconsciously as his eyes traced over Katsuki's body, committing every muscle and scar to memory.
"See something ya like?"
Katsuki growled. "Well then, BON APPETIT BABY!!!!!" He shouted as Katy Perry broke the wall and voted them both.The smut and actual ending will be in part two >:3
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FanfictionI decided to start a oneshot book cus I was bored. Enjoy #WattPride