Red lights

Chapter 2

Warning
Kinda kinky and well(?) described sex scene
If you don't like the don't read, it's marked mature for a reason

The door opened and the first thing Bakugo noticed was a bouquet of reds and oranges. Startled by the gesture he took them and stepped aside for his guest to enter while he admired the flowers. The man walked in and shut the door behind himself like a gentleman.

"I hoped you'd like them." He said. Bakugo finally looked up at Dabi. He had his hair slicked back to show off his forehead, and for some reason this really made his eyes stand out. As well as his scars. He wore a simple white shirt and pair of dark blue jeans along with a black coat that had tattered sleeves.

He watched as Dabi looked him over, judging him with hungry eyes. He shivered as they stared at every single part of him, clearly imagining many obscene things.Walking past him and into the kitchen he placed the flowers into an empty vase and placed it by the window sill. Then he felt an arm around his shoulder.

"Wow that's pretty artsy Mr police man." Dabi whispered into his ear. Grabbing Dabi's face he practically threw him off his shoulder and onto the couch.

"Not today. Today i'm no police man, or anyone for that matter. I'm just a guy who's gonna blow your mind."

With that Bakugo straddled him. Grabbing his face with his hands he brought him into a rough kiss. He licked at Dabi's lip, asking for entrance and Dabi obliged happily. The two tongues fought for dominance but it seemed Dabi had other plans. While one of his hands stayed firmly on Bakugo's back, the other wandered a little lower and began to grope his ass.

Bakugo tried to pull back, the sudden touch a shock, but Dabi didnt let him. He held him in place and now he was in control. Flipping the two over so that now he was on top he looked down at the blonde man beneath him. His eyes were lidded and he looked up lustily. Questioning why he had stopped. His hands were loosely gripping onto Dabi's legs and traced lazy patterns on his thighs.

Reaching forward he slowly peeled off Bakugo's tight shirt to reveal his muscles form beneath. 'God this man is gonna make me go insane' Dabi thought to himself. Removing his jacket he tossed it aside, not caring where it landed. The jacket hit the table and knocked over one of the wine glasses, causing it to make a noise as it fell from the table and onto the carpet. Looking over Dabi got an idea.

"Hey Blasty, you set this up for me? I'm touched." He reached over to the wine bottle and opened it in one fluid motion. He looked down at Bakugo who was looking back in confusion.

"But y'know it's not fun to drink alone." He held the bottle over Bakugo's mouth and started to pour it into his mouth. Too much came out and it started to spill all over his chest. Putting the wine to one side he chuckled.

"Now that's not good, you shouldn't be wasteful." And before Bakugo could say anything else Dabi had his tongue on him. Lapping up the alcohol from his chest. One of his hands playfully tweaking at his nipple. The mixture of the sweet nitroglycerin and the bitter alcohol was something new, but it was intoxicating.

"Stop being su- ahh. Such a damn tease you moron." Bakugo complained as Dabi continued to play with his chest. Dabi i looked up to Bakugo before making his way to his neck and leaving a string of kisses. He bit and licked the skin until it left a nice purple mark. The one thing that really turned him on was marking his territory.

"Daabiii, stop playing around and fuck me already." Bakugo moaned, half pleasure half irritation. This was all Dabi needed. Grabbing Bakugo's ass he hoisted him up against himself. Bakugo instinctively wrapped his arms around Dabi's neck and his legs around his hips.