Smoke Screen (Bakugo x Reader )

Chapter Twenty: Heated Up

Warning: Lemon (kinda)

       We get back to the dorm and Katsuki gives Deku his notes as promised. He gives me a kiss on the cheek, going to change before coming to my room.

As soon as I get undressed from my uniform, I get sidetracked and start dancing around in my F/C lace bralette and matching lace boy-short styles panties to Hard Times by Paramore. I don't notice the door open as the chorus hits but I definitely take notice of the strong arms wrapping around my bare stomach.

I gasp as Katsuki spins me around and lifts me up in one fluid motion. My legs wrap around his waist automatically and soon my back meets the cold wall. I don't even have time to protest before his lips are on mine. His tongue feverishly roams my mouth, desperately tasting every inch. I feel my body melt into him as my hands fist in his hair and my nails dig into his shoulder blades.

His lips move to my neck and I instinctively tilt my chin to the ceiling. I barely notice but the song changes to Wicked Games by The Weeknd which effects the atmosphere in the room. A small moan spurs Bakugo's hands to forcefully grip my thighs.

My breath hitches in my throat the moment his lips connect to mine again. He bites my bottom lip and lets out a moan of his own while grinding his hips against mine.

"Bakugo," my voice floats.

He picks up on the cue I didn't know I was giving and carries me to the bed. He settles between my legs. Our chests are pressed together in the same manner as our mouths.

I reach for the hem of his black skull shirt and pull it over his head, feeling like it's unfair that I'm the one that's practically exposed. He pulls back and I touch his clearly visible abs, hypnotized by how fit his body is. Just seeing his naked torso, I moan.

"Is this part two?" I bite my lip, unable to keep my hands off his body.

"It's part two until you tell me to stop," he playfully growls.

His red eyes stare down at me with a tinge of hunger consuming his gaze. I push my hips against his and fix my grip on his shoulders. "I haven't said stop."

Our tongues explore each other's mouths, allowing moans to escape here and there. I lose touch with reality, my mind blurs. The static on old televisions consume my thought process. I feel the lower area of my body pulse on time with my heartbeat.

       "Y/N," he moans, slipping his hand inside my bra. He pulls and pinches, all the while groaning against my lips. His fingers squeeze together, eliciting another moan from my throat.

       I feel an unfamiliar part of him harden and rub against me. My body begins to tingle, becoming more sensitive with every touch.

I hook my ankles behind his back, allowing our bodies to meld closer together. He nips at my collarbone as he moves his other hand in between my legs. I feel his fingers through the fabric as he strokes and alternates the pressure he applies.

       "I want you, Y/N," he groans, his breath warming my skin. "I want you so bad."

       "Bakugo," I sigh breathlessly. I jerk my hips against his fingers, pleasure igniting my every nerve ending.

       He pulls back, sitting on his heels. His face is red and his breathing is labored. He hands me his t-shirt, slipping his tank top out of the bunched up fabric and pulling it over his head.

       "I'm sorry," he pants. "I got a little carried away. As much as I want it, just the thought that Mr. Aizawa could knock at any moment..."

       I put his shirt on. "It's okay. It's probably best that we wait anyway. Not just because of my uncle, but anyone could come to the door." I scoot next to him and rest my head against his bicep.

       He smoothes my hair and kisses the top of my head. "I like you so much, Y/N. You make feel and want to things I've never experienced before. I promise to be by your side for as long as you let me." He wraps his arms around me and lays back, pulling me into his chest.

       I blush like a schoolgirl. "I want you to be by my side forever." I tilt my chin up and his lips meet mine.

       "Y/N? Kacchan?" Midoriya's voice calls through the door before he knocks.

       I bolt upright and grab a pair of shorts from the drawer, hopping awkwardly to the door while pulling them on my body. Opening the door, I see his eyes widen as he takes notice of the shirt I'm wearing.

       "Um," he mumbles. "I finished copying your notes, Kacchan."

       Katsuki comes and stands next me with his hand on my lower back. He reluctantly takes the notebook from Izuku. "I thought I told you to just leave it outside my door."

       "Well, you did but I wanted to talk to you guys about what happened the other day."

       I blanche. Is he talking about when we ran into those clones outside the dorm?

       Katsuki tears a blank page out of his notebook and walks over to my desk, hunching over as he scribbled something onto the paper. He walks back over and holds it out to Deku.

       Leaning over his shoulder I see what's written:

       We can't talk about it out loud. Fill you and the others in later.

       The green-eyes boy nods his head and slips the paper into his pocket. "Thanks again for the notes Kacchan. See you guys at dinner."

       The moment the door closes, Katsuki nonchalantly walks over to the window. I follow, hiding behind him like a shield.

       "Have you seen anyone outside since the other day?"

       "No." Not that I've really been checking. I'm so freaked out that I go out of my way to avoid my window.

       "Any messages?"

       I shake my head.

       "That's good but a little odd, don't you think?" He leans against the windowpane. "They had no problem coming on campus and confronting us but now they've gone radio silent?"

       I sigh. "I don't know. It makes me feel uncomfortable and relieved at the same time."

       He drapes his arms over my shoulders. "I hate to say it, but you should keep your guard up more than ever now. I don't think they just had a change of plans."

       I bury my head in his chest. I know he's right. I just wish that he wasn't.

       "Hey," he says, cupping his hands on my cheeks. "It's going to be okay. We're going to get through this together. Let's just take it one day at a time and don't worry about things that haven't happened yet."

       I nod my head and give him kiss. "Okay."

       "Okay," he smiles. "If we want to get through tomorrow unscathed we should probably get started on our homework."

       I groan and roll my eyes. "Do we have to? Can we just go back to what we were doing?"

       "Unless you want to be the one to explain that the reason we didn't get our work done is because we were fooling around, then no." He picks up my backpack and walks to the door. "We should probably find Kirishima before his head explodes trying to finish everything."