Kiribaku Oneshots

🍋Late Night Lust🍋

NSFW WARNING

Bakugou finally got his well needed sleep after a long ass 3 days with no sleep.

Sighing contently, he buries his face in his pillow and wraps the fluffy, black comforter around him.

Now when your a teenager with raging hormones, and sexual desires that have yet to be awoken, dreams come in all shapes and sizes.

Bakugou has heard about boys in their grade having sexual dreams about girls, some imaginative, some from class 1-A.

But he has never experienced one firsthand, so he has no idea what it's like.

Although he has awoken in the morning to have a raging boner, it's never from his dream, just a simple case of morning wood.

But, when he finally drifts off to sleep, his last thought is all about Kirishima, and his hardening quirk.
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Walking back to the dorm rooms, Bakugou and Kirishima keep a light conversation about how the training and the new ultimate moves they both created that day.

Opening the door to his dorm Bakugou allows Kirishima inside, and this is where they usually just play video games and order pizza, but this time it was different.

But this time, something is different, Kirishima stands by the door fiddling with his fingers.

"What the fuck are you doing shitty hair?" He questions throwing his backpack on the bed. "Don't just stand there." 

"R-right sorry Bakugou. Ummmm" Kirishima purses his lips.

"Just spit it out shitty hair" Bakugou says walking over to him.

Kirishima grips the front of Bakugou's school uniform and flips them around so Bakugou is pinned against the door.

"Holy fuck what are y-" Bakugou gets cut short when warm, wet lips slams against his.

His brain is screaming stop in his head, but his body reacts on its own.

He presses his lips back against Kirishima's, sliding his hands up his back until his hands settle in the spiked red hair, stiff with hair gel.

Tongues clash, teeth clank, and Kirishima pulls back leaving Bakugou breathless and panting for more.

Using one hand to lock the door, and the other to start undoing the buckle clasp on Bakugou's belt, Kirishima peppers light kisses down his neck.

Finally getting the belt undone, Kirishima bites harshly on Bakugou's collarbone, throwing him off guard while his hand slips under the pants and boxers.

"Fuck" Bakugou curses throwing his head back against the door when Kirishima's hand meets his rock hard, throbbing member.

Kirishima smirks against Bakugou's neck and kisses the bright red mark one last time before slowly kissing down his chest to nip at his nipple through his shirt.

Groaning, Bakugou brings one arm up to cover his face, feeling the blush all the way down his neck.

Pushing his pants and boxers all the way off his legs, Kirishima sits on his knees in front of Bakugou and licks up his inner thigh, getting close enough for Bakugou to feel hot breath on the tip of his member.