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Demanding White (Kirishima x Lact!Bakugo)

During class, Kirishima noticed Bakugou raising his hand and Aizawa nodding. Excusing him. Where was he going? It had seemed nobody ekse noticed... After class, Kirishima was determined to find out so he followed him to the bathroom. He snuck behind him. He witnessed it. Bakugou alone. Taking his shirt off and squeezing himself into the sink. Kirishimas mouth dropped to see MILK pour out. Bakugo winced at the soreness of his chest. He shouldn't have missed the morning pump. I guess sleeping in wasn't a good idea. Bakugo leaned further over the sink and squeezes and massages his chest, milk spraying into the porcelain sink. Kirishima couldn't hold back. Bakugou was his friend! Is he okay!? "Bakugou?" Kirishima asked "Are you um, okay?" Bakugo turned around quickly. "S-shitty hair what are you doing in here!?" He demands to know. He scrambles to grab his shirt and pull it back on. Bakugo fails to get it on right away so he chucks it to the side and crosses his arms over his chest instead, visibly cringing at the pressure he put on his chest.

Kirishima drooled at the sight. "So is it milk or some kinda discharge?" Kiri asked palming his pants "Can I try it?" Bakugo blushed but got angry. "M-milk I guess! I don't know! And hell no you can't try!" He shouted defensively. Kirishima couldn't help himself. His usually calm demeanor had vanished! He HAD to have whatever that was. He stomped over to Bakugou and pinned him forcefully against the wall. "I wasn't really asking." Kirishima grit his teeth, "Move your hand and let me have some." Bakugo grunted in pain. "Fuck you, shitty hair" he growled in Kiri's face. That would've been intimidating had it not been for both his nipples were leaking streams of milk. Kiri mounted his sharp teeth around it, biting softly. He lowered his lips and began quickly suckling. A shudder and pathetic moan came from Katsuki. Milk poured into Kirishima's mouth. Bakugo grabs the sides of Kirishima's head. He should've blown his friend's head to pieces but he couldn't. The usually hot-headed student now stood on shaky knees, whimpering instead of cursing as his loud mouth usually does. Kirishima lapped up what felt like buckets, but were mere ounces. He tasted so sweet. Succulent even. It tasted like the creamiest honey mixed with milk and yogurt Maybe? Either way it turned into a hook. Kirishima drank and drank. "Nnn~ Kirishima you cant just suck one...switch.." Bakugo managed to tell the perv attached to his chest. Kirishima did just that. He placed his lip over the second bud and began suckling. Bakugo moaned loudly, immediately clamping his hand over his own mouth. This felt better than the stupid pump his father gave him. Felt better than feeling like a cow factory. Kirishima managed to enjoy as much as he wanted.

He yawned sleepily. "So what have you been just squeezing them?" Bakugo pushes him away and grabs his shirt off the floor. "No...not just that. In my dorm I got this pump so I don't have to do it myself..." Bakugo confesses. Kirishima fiddled with Bakugous breasts. "A pump? Like new mother hm?" He grinned "Who got you the pump?" Bakugo moans at being fondled. As much as he hated the embarrassment, being touched, being massaged felt good. "My dad got it for me..he's got the same issue. We just...make breast milk and don't know why" Bakugo mumbled. "That's really fucking hot." Kirishima grinned. "It's embarrassing!! I had to tell Mr.Aizawa and he didn't believe me so he made me prove it!" Bakugo shouted at him. "He made you?" Kiri asked "Why didn't you just have your dad come in and talk to him?" Katsuki groans. "He pressured me! I panicked when he said prove it, I forgot to even call my dad. Not that he wouldn't have to show Aizawa too" Kiri licked his nipple. "I'm gonna want more." Bakugo looked at him like he was crazy. "No, that was your only time!" Kirishima had to have whatever that was AGAIN. He didn't care what was at stake. "Listen to me you little bitch." Kirishima growled, his skin hardening threateningly. "I am going to have more of that again whenever I want to and if you refuse Ill out you to EVERYONE. I'll cut you if I have to." Bakugo stares at Kirishima in fear. "Okay...okay yeah man whenever you want..." Bakugo whispered back, "Just don't get violent and don't tell anybody okay..? Not even Denki, Mina, and Sero" Bakugo looked down, feeling ashamed of the whole issue. "Its just between us, therefore I am your man and you might as well be my woman." Kirishima winked latching onto Bakugous left nipple. "Tch don't call me that..." Bakugo muttered while looking away. "And be careful! I'm already sore" Bakugo growled.

"What do you do with what you pump?" Kirishima asked. "What? Like..pump the milk out. It's like this suction cup thing I put over my nipple and it puts it in a bottle I guess" Bakugo answered. He really didn't understand the whole thing but he got the gist of it. Enough to make it work at least. Kiri toyed with a nipple between his fingers. "Do you have to wear a bra?" Kirishima seemed genuinely curious. Bakugo shuddered and moaned quietly. "No I don't have to wear a bra! I'm all muscle, it stays in place" Bakugo pouts feeling a bit offended. Kiri squished his breast. "Its seems so soft, like ice cream mochi." Kiri purred. "Can you get pregnant?" Bakugo looked at his friend with confusion and anger. "I'm not a girl, Kirishima! You've seen my dick before" Bakugo growls. "That's not what I asked." Kirishima turned Bakugou to face the wall. Bakugo let himself be moved, "No I can't get pregnant, stupid. What are you doing?" He asks. "Don't worry about it." Kirishima whispered. He started taking Bakugous pants down much to his dismay. "This will feel really good I promise."

'Oh no, oh no' Bakugo thought. "Kiri wait! Hold on!" Bakugo panicked, hiding his ass with his hand. Kiri smacked it away. He took his cock out and stroked it against Bakugou. "Isn't it big? Do you like it?" Kiri asked "I'm going to be drinking all of your milk, let me give you some of mine." Bakugo looked back and visibly shivered. "Wait Wait I haven't had anything up there in awhile! Be careful!" Bakugo tried to stall some more. He was scared. Kiri could probably tear his ass apart. "Who did you lose yours to?" Kiri asked shoved two fingers in, massaging his insides and forcing his way in deeper. Bakugo groaned, gritting his teeth and slamming his fist on the wall. He was breathing heavy now and pressing his forehead to the tiled walls. "I did it with....with Iida..it's hard to explain!" Kirishima said nothing, he just removed his fingers. He took his cock and began easing it between his friend's cheeks. Now or never. Bakugo tried to relax a bit. It's just Kiri, how rough could he actually be? He's usually a sweetheart.

Kiri was gentle. His hands were placed on Bakugous hips. He gently thrusted. His cock slickly pulling in and out of Bakugou. His heavy breathe on Bakugous neck. "I'm doing good right?" Kirishima asked quietly. Bakugo moaned quietly. He nods, biting hip lip. Kiri is being a lot nicer than expected. It even felt nice. "Yeah~ t-that's good~ right there~" Bakugo sighed. Kirishima whined quietly. Pleasure was very special to him. He thought masturbation was dirty. He thought he was dirty. But Bakugou was so pretty and pure. It felt good to be inside of him. His milk tasted so good. Kiri whimpered. "I'm gonna cum.." Bakugo groaned and reaches down to stroke himself. "Do it. Do it please. Cum inside me!" Bakugo begged. Someone as tough and mean sounded so cute begging to be filled. "Y-you want me to? K-kay Ill give you it.." Kiri whimpered quietly. He came deep into Bakugou. Milking himself. Kirishima whined lightly as if he was crying. He placed his hands onto Bakugous full breasts and held onto him tightly. Bakugo leaned his head back on Kirishima's shoulder. "Kirishima! Oh Kiri~" He moaned loudly, over and over again. Bakugo strokes himself a couple more times before splattering the wall in white. Kirishima panted for a moment. "I loved it, it felt so good.." He whimpered.

"Class ah we gotta get to class" Bakugo panted, purposefully avoiding talking about what just happened. Kirishima nodded. He sheepishly cleaned himself up. After he noticed Bakugou do the same he hugged him. "I'll see you soon kay?" Kiri smiles a little at Bakugo. "Yeah..um bye" Bakugo murmured after hugging Kiri. He gathered his things and went to leave the bathroom. "Bakugou." Kiri whispered grabbing his sleeve "Don't talk to anyone until you see me next." Bakugo's eyebrow raised. "What? Why?" He asks in a genuinely curious tone. "Cause I said." Kirishima  mumbles "I dont want anyone else to look or talk to you" Kiri tightened his grip. "Okay! Okay chill.." Bakugo agreed and yanked his arm away. "Cool it, Riot" Kiri grinned. "See ya later." He left. Bakugo exited the bathroom extremely embarrassed by Kirishima's newfound dominance over him. The next few years at U.A. are doing to be pretty eventful for Bakugo and Kirishima.