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Too Stiff (Best Jeanist x Bakugo)

"You're standing too stiff" Best Jeanist firmly told his intern. Bakugo groans, flipping his mentor off. Best Jeanist paces around Katsuki Bakugo and seemed to be in deep thought. His arms up in an L position, one hand on his chin and the other holding a ruler to the side. Jeanist walked around Bakugo's front, making his way behind Bakugo. Quick and sudden, Jeanist smacked the back of Bakugo's thigh. "Loosen up!" He commanded. "Baaah shut up! I am chill!" Bakugo shouted at his mentor. Best Jeanist sighs, dropping his arms. "Bakugo if you don't loosen up then you'll never gain the speed you need plus your actions will become severely predictable" Jeanist explains, "Follow me. Come this way." The pro guides Bakugo to another room down the hall of his workroom.

"Sit on the bed" Best Jeanist tells him. Bakugo doesn't get what Jeanist is planning but he complied, wanting to see how this turns out. Best Jeanist takes off his jacket. Bakugo got a bit eager to finally see what was under that stupid jacket of his. But...he was wearing a black turtleneck under...his face left unseen. Bakugo groaned and rolled his eyes. "So what do you want from me?" Bakugo asks with much annoyance. Best Jeanist doesn't answer him. A stretches his arms above his head and walks up to the bed. In an instant Bakugo was under the pro hero. Jeanist made intense eye contact with his intern. He held Bakugo's wrists in one hand above his head and the other pulling the ill-tempered boy's thigh up to his own hip. Bakugo barely registered what happened but his cheeks started to blush as soon as it set in. Jeanist was really close.

"I think I know why you're so stiff. Why you're so rigid in your movements" The pro spoke like there was nothing going on. His hand slowly ran up and down Bakugo's thigh. "L-Let go of me" Bakugo sounded embarrassed and nervous. What Jeanist didn't know was how attractive Bakugo found him. He would never admit it but he stared at the pro every chance he got. Jeanist grabbed the male's butt, earning a gasp. "It's this. You don't get enough attention here, do you?" He asks casually. Bakugo barred his teeth and glared at Jeanist. "Mind your business, old man" he growls. Jeanist sighs. "Katsuki. Youre 18 now and you came to me about more training and yet you're so disrespectful. I think you just need to relax" and with that, Bakugo's pants fly off with ease.

Jeanist spreads the younger male's legs and positions himself in between, lining his crotch right with Bakugo's. Best Jeanist grinds against his intern slowly, dragging out the pressure he put on Bakugo. While his face stayed so straight and serious, Bakugo couldn't help but lean his head back and groan. "The wonders of a young body, so little self control" Jeanist commenter quietly. "What the fuck!" Bakugo shouted. Jeanist hushed him and grinded slowly again. The denim in Jeanist's pants and the thin material of his underwear made Bakugo unable to even try to resist the pleasure. He started to pant heavily, even let a small whimper slip out. That's when the pro knew that Bakugo's body was willing to give into this. With one hand locking both of Katsuki's wrists above his head, the other pulls the back of the boy's underwear off his pale butt. A single digit circles Bakugo's hole. "H-Hey Wait! I'm a-" The 18 year old started but Jeanist cut him off. "A Virgin? I know, I can tell" he smirks at Bakugo, "Trust me I know what I'm doing. You aren't the first Virgin I've helped."

Jeanist grinds against Bakugo's hard bulge and as soon as he's distracted, Jeanist slips his finger in fully. "It's in, Katsuki" he tells him. Bakugo looked down, not that he could see anything. "Huh? Really..?" He asked in genuine awe. "Mhm" the pro answers and starts to wiggle his finger inside. Katsuki gasps and moans, leaning his head back. As unconventional of a training method this was, Jeanist was all business about it. He did find Katsuki to be growing into an attractive man. He hasn't seen him since he was 16 during his school assigned shadowing after the sports festival. If this was more than a business matter, he would've fucked Bakugo the first chance he got. But for now he fingers Katsuki's twitching hole until he's asking for another. "C-come oh there's gotta be a way for me to feel more! Give me more!" Katsuki demanded. Though his tone of voice was the ever so famous aggressive Bakugo tone, his words dripped with desperation. The serious expression on Jeanist's face breaks for a second. He smirks again very subtly. This time without a distraction, Jeanist slides in his second finger. His pointer and middle massaging Katsuki's insides. Bakugo gasps, his legs fall more open. With his eyes shut and his head back, he isn't trying to hold back his moans anymore. This is just what the pro hero wanted, Bakugo's total relaxation. With his inhibitions gone in the wind, his muscles won't be so tense and he'll learn what it's like to have full freedom to use his strength. Now only to go to the final step.

Jeanist's fingers suddenly reach deeper. Bakugo couldn't see that his mentor's long fingers were only half way deep. His eyes popped open at this new pleasure. Jeanist moans just seeing such a hot expression on Katsuki's face. If he had no self control himself then he certainly would have indulged in his own pleasure inside of Bakugo but that isn't what this is about he reminded himself. With two fingers deep inside his intern, Jeanist went for the place that would really drive the point into Bakugo. He found Katsuki's prostate and toys with it. First just circling it, maybe giving it a small nudge. Bakugo bucked his hips involuntarily every time. A small desperate moan coming out as well. He wanted to speak so badly but it was like words couldn't even form in his head. Katsuki wanted to cry out for more, for Jeanist to stop messing around. But he didn't need any words, Best Jeanist saw it on his face. If he didn't give Bakugo the pleasure he wanted then he was sure he would've seen the tough UA student cry.

As much of a beautiful sight that would've been, Jeanist gives in and strokes his fingers right over Bakugo's most pleasurable spot. He presses on that little button and Katsuki cried out loudly, bucking his hips and cumming into the air. His jizz comes back down onto his stomach and chest, he's panting heavily and even whimpering. Jeanist carefully pulls his fingers out of him and releases his grip on his wrists. Best Jeanist immediately gathers Bakugo in his arms and surrounds him in his warmth. Jeanist uses his threads to pull a fur blanket over the both of them and comforts Katsuki until he relaxes in his arms. Jeanist looks down to see that his little intern has even fallen asleep, looking calm and not stiff as he usually did.