Bruises and bitemarks

18 - what are we?

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Smut warning
You have been warned

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Kirishima
Kirishima slowly rolled out of bed, doing his best to not disturb the sleeping blonde. Heading to the dorm door he clicked the lock so that he wouldn't be interrupted. The rooms may be sound proof, but only when they were locked.

Getting to work he started to shift pieces of furniture so that the door could no longer be seen. He covered the window with one of Bakugo's posters and taped a lamp to the ceiling with super strength eraser tape©. Once this was all done he took off the loose clothing and pulled on a pair of blue short shorts and a black top with a white print heart on it.

Picking up his school tie from the pile of discarded clothes he made his way over to Bakugo's sleeping form and pinned his wrists above his head. Using his free hand he expertly tied him to the bed post and deciding he was ready, leaned over to his ear and whispered seductively.

"Katsuki, it's time to wake up."

He felt the body beneath him shiver at the sound and watched eagerly as his eyes began to open.

Bakugo
Bakugo slowly opened his eyes after hearing something strangely like Kirishima. Looking up he noticed the shitty hair straddling him. Attempting to sit up proved fruitless as his hands were tied above him already.

Shifting slightly he attempted to break free but the knot held strong. He couldn't even use his quirk as his palms we're pressed together and he would end up injuring himself.

The sudden sensation of lips on his shocked him back to the present. He leaned into it, opening his mouth to try get a better angle. He was shocked when he felt Kirishima's tongue enter his mouth.

It explored the insides, mapping every part of him. Bakugo barely managed to supress a groan as it ran rampant, bending him to his every will.

He took in a deep breath as he felt the contact disappear. He tried to lean forward to keep going but the bondage kept him in place, causing some minor pains to his shoulder.

Panting heavily he looked up at the redhead who was grinning down at him. This was when he noticed the eyes. They were looking down at him, curiosity and lust boring into him. This had to be a dream.

If this was just a drama he could have all the fun he wanted, even if it felt so real.

Throwing back his head he pushed his groin up into Kirishima, grinding into him. The redhead seemed quite surprised by this and grinned mockingly.

"What's wrong Katsuki, don't like having someone else in control." He whispered mockingly. Bakugo shivered at his first name being said in such a sexual tone.

Reminding himself this was only a dream he half closed his eyes and looked up at Kirishima. Practically begging him he raised his groin once more but was stopped by a hand tracing the muscles of his stomach.

"Wow Katsuki you're really muscular, wish I was this toned."

Bakugo shivered as the cold hands worked their way up his stomach, massaging the muscles all the way. He felt a hand brush past his nipples and moaned from the sudden contact.

Kirishima
Kirishima paused, shocked by he sudden lewd noises that we're escaping his mouth. Bakugo, realising what had just happened, turned away in embarrassment.