Just suggested smut oof
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I didn't ask to be born like this.
But of course, whatever being above us had to screw me over. Fucking asshole.
So god or whatever, decided to make me a guy. But like, with a pussy. Don't get it twisted! I'm not trans, I was naturally born with pecs. But I have a fucking females reproductive system.
It sucks ass.
My mom and dad are supportive enough. I guess. There's at least one kid my age that isn't scared of me, Kirishima. Also known as my boyfriend.
I would never say it aloud, but I'm scared. I know Kirishima is gay, like, so gay that he pukes rainbows, and he doesn't know about me. About... this.
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"Hey Bakugou!"
I jumped and spun around, immediately met with the brightest smile on Earth.
"Yeah?"
"Spar with me after this next class! It'll be fun, and I do need to practice a bit more.."
"Sure, whatever."
"Thanks babe! Love ya!"
Kirishima quickly bent down to kiss my cheek, then ran off with a wave and a huge grin. I smiled slightly then sighed, regaining my bad posture and scowl before trudging off to class.
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I was quickly changing into my gym uniform when the door slammed open. I flinched, then looked back at my ray of sunshine. He smiled wide and dropped his bag, then opened his locker and did the same.
I was trying not to stare at him, and succeeded for once, then waited for him in the vacant training room.
He walked in without a shirt and I felt my face heat up, though I've seen his chest plenty of times, it's just fucking hot. We stretched and warmed up our quirks a bit, then began circling each other.
Of course, Kirishima ran forward first, almost grabbing hold of me, but I blasted myself into the air, flipping over him. He quickly spun around, a small smirk playing on my lips at his determined look, then rushed forward again.
Instead of dodging, I set off an explosion his way, making him stumble, then jumped up into the smoke so he couldn't see me. I suddenly felt a grip on my ankle and my back quickly went down to meet the floor. I grunted, then tried to escape Kirishima's hold.
I failed and rolled my eyes, sticking my tongue out at him and wriggling a bit.
"Giving up?" He teased with a smirk.
"Oh shuddup. Can you just get off me?"
He seemed to think for a moment, then shook his head and laid down more. I groaned under the weight, trying to push him off, but eventually gave up and sighed. He smiled goofily, sniggering and setting my heart aflame.
Apparently my fucking pussy felt the same. How great.
My eyes trailed down his chest, almost glistening with sweat, and I bit my lip. I could feel my slight arousal and I didn't like it, not at all.
I whimpered and pushed him off with more force, muttering "bathroom" as an excuse as I walked away.
I slammed the bathroom door open and locked it, storming into a stall quickly. I ran my fingers through my ash-blond hair and let out a few breaths, trying to forcefully calm myself down.
