Flames Intertwining (Katsuki Bakugou Love Story)

Censored Date

*Author's note: this chapter may be uncomfortable for some readers as it contains elements of sexual content*

After a long day of packing some items for the new dorms, both me and Shouto slept heavily until the late morning. Unlike Shouto, I had plans for today.
"Where you going?" he asked, as I started picking out a nice outfit.
"I'm visiting Bakugou," I said, placing my outfit on my bed.
"Is he not allowed to leave the house?" he said. I nodded.
"I'm going round to his," I said. Shouto frowned. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"To do what?" he said, glaring at me. I glared back.
"To spend a little time together. His mom said she's preparing something for us, so I won't come back for lunch," I said. Shouto thought for a moment.
"I'll walk you there," he said.
"You don't need to," I said.
"I'm going to," he replied sternly. I sighed and just let him win the argument. He left the room as I started to get dressed. I put on a white t-shirt with black leggings with white strips on the side. I took my handbag to place my phone and wallet into, planning to bring some flowers to his parents. I came downstairs to see Shouto waiting for me at the door. I put on my white shoes and we both left the house. On the way, I stopped at a flower shop, picking up a bunch of roses and a small card, stating my wishes that the Bakugou are coping well after their son's ordeal. As we headed to Bakugou's, Shouto kept asking questions, to which I defended myself and Bakugou.
"You know I've been inside his house before," I said.
"When?" Shouto said bluntly.
"Quite a while ago. I saw where Bakugou gets his explosive attitude from," I said, giggling to myself about his mother, telling Shouto about it. He chuckled a little.
"Fine," he huffed, letting his defences down, "but text me once in a while." I rolled my eyes but nodded. He smiled and ruffled my hair.
"Stop. You'll ruin my hair," I said, trying to slap his hand away. He chuckled and let me go, and we stopped outside his front door. "Did you have to walk to the front door with me?" I asked.
"Yes," he said, and rang the doorbell. I sighed in his stubbornness, but smiled when Bakugou's mother answered the door.
"Ah, Homura! And, your brother?" she asked.
"Yes, this is my twin brother, Shouto," I said, introducing him.
"Pleasure to meet you," Shouto said, shaking Mitsuki's hand.
"Oh! I recognise you from the Sports Festival! I'm sorry for the final battle against Katsuki. I'm sure you see how much of a pain he is," she laughed. Shouto smiled at her words.
"Thank you, but it wasn't your fault," reassured Shouto.
"Believe me, that kid is a handful at home. I can only imagine how he is to his classmates," she grinned. I tried to hide a giggle.
"Well, I only came to drop of Homura," said Shouto, turning to me. I smiled at Mitsuki.
"That's very sweet of you! I'll make sure she's safe and doesn't get into trouble with Katsuki," she said, smiling and patting Shouto's shoulder.
"Thank you," he said, smiling and bowing at her. He turned to me, glaring at me. "Be back home before dark." I glared back but nodded in response. Shouto waved goodbye to Mitsuki and walked away from the house. She then turned to me.
"Come on in!" she said, and turned to the stairs, "Katsuki! Come down here! Your girlfriend's here!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. I took off my shoes and gave her the flowers I was holding. "Oh, dear, you didn't have to get these!" beamed Mitsuki, reading over the card, and her face changed. She looked up at me and gave me a huge hug. "I'm guessing you were having a hard time, right?" I looked down in sadness, but nodded slightly. Mitsuki smiled warmly and hugged me again. "Although he acts tough, I'm sure he was scared, too. I bet he missed you as you missed him. Thank you for your concerns for him. I'm just glad he's back home." Her voice sounded a little shaky, but she gave me a warm smile. "Speaking of which, Katsuki! Where the hell are you?!" she suddenly yelled.
"I'm coming, woman!" I heard Bakugou scream from upstairs.
"Watch your tone! I might have to steal your girlfriend from you all day!" Mitsuki yelled, giving me a wink as I held back a laugh. I heard Bakugou stomp downstairs as his face appeared inches from his mother's.
"She's mine!" he growled. My heart skipped as he said that.
"Then take her before I do," Mitsuki giggled and began to walk away, "I'll bring up your food when it's ready!"
"Thank you, Mrs. Bakugou," I said as she walked away.
"Darling, call me Mitsuki!" she yelled from the kitchen. I smiled and turned to Bakugou.
"I'm yours?" I teased. Bakugou turned red.
"Shut up," he grumbled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs with him. As we entered his room, it was the same as what I remembered it to be: dark in interior design, but had a warm feeling to it. Instantly, Bakugou sat crosslegged near the front of his TV, and threw me a controller. "We're continuing our last battle," he growled, grinning with revenge in his eyes. I smirked at him, and sat down next to him. As we played, I used mostly the same technique I used last time I was here. However, to my surprise, Bakugou was doing a lot better than before. I even had to lean forward and sit on my knees to concentrate harder than usual, even sticking out my tongue at some points. After a couple matches, Bakugou had beaten me. I sighed in frustration while he crossed his arms in triumph.
"You definitely practiced a lot to beat me," I grumbled.
"No! I'm just a king at video games. I just let you win that one time," he said, sticking his nose in the air.
"Liar," I scoffed.
"Huh?!" yelled Bakugou, glaring at me.
"You heard me," I smirked, moving a little closer to him.
"Repeat yourself if you're brave," he growled, showing a little smirk as he moved closer.
"If you're the best at everything, shouldn't you be the best at hearing, too?" I teased, shifting closer to that our faces were mere inches apart.
"Oh, I heard you. I'm just wondering if you're brave enough to repeat yourself to my face," he said, his voice slightly lower than usual, as if whispering. He drew closer still.
"Liar," I whispered, and his lips immediately crashed into mine. Come to think of it, this was the first time we had kissed since we had reunited, and this one felt better than any we had ever had. The roughness but passion was pouring out of both of us. Our lips frantically pressed hard against each other, as if devouring our favourite snack. Our hands were hungry for each other's body, running through each other's hair, neck, chest, waist and back. In the friction, we found ourselves standing up as we tried to search each other's body. It was like a competition on who could be rougher. In the commotion, I ended up pressing Bakugou's back against the wall, pinning him there. It wasn't until we parted for air when I realised what I was doing. My face turned bright red, but I didn't let go. Bakugou was even shocked on what was happening, but ended up smirking while breathing hard.
"You're gonna play like that?" he said, his voice low and husky. It made my stomach jump in excitement, something I had never experienced before. Without responding, Bakugou had already grabbed my wrists and we staggered over to the bed, falling onto it. I lay flat on my back with him pinning my wrists and blushing madly. We both lay silent, still breathing quite heavily. Slowly, Bakugou's eyes relaxed and his face drew closer to mine. Like him, my eyes relaxed, and I closed my eyes as his lips fell onto mine again, this time with more care and passion. His grip on my wrists loosened and he instead slid his hands into mine. A couple seconds of his lips exploring mine, I felt a familiar muscle against my lips. This time, I let him gain entry to my mouth, and our tongues finally met. They danced together with talent, exploring each other's mouths as if they were brand new. It wasn't until I lifted my leg slightly to be more comfortable that I accidentally brushed up Bakugou between his legs, that made him pause and inhale sharply. He pulled away and his face was extremely red.
"Ah, I-I'm s-sorry!" I said, trying to look away in embarrassment. However, he ignored my apology. Instead, he pulled me further onto the bed, and left me there. I saw him walk away, and I looked away with embarrassment. It wasn't until I heard the door lock click shut that made me look back at Bakugou. His back faced me but I could hear him breathing heavily. "B-Bakugou?" I breathed, a little nervous.
"I'm sorry... for whatever happens next..." I heard him breathe. He turned around, and I noticed a bulge in his pants that wasn't there before. I stared in confusion before I realised what was happening and blushed hard. Bakugou looked more nervous than I did, trying not to make eye contact. His face was bright red and his hands were trying his best to cover his bulge. In a way, seeing him this nervous reassured me. I was in the same shoes as him, and to think we both felt the same way gave me more of a reason to trust him. I leaned up from the bed, and slowly made my way towards him, my heart thumping hard. I stopped in front of him as he continued to avoid eye contact. I placed my hands on his warm face, pulling him towards me and laying my lips on his. He seemed a little surprised at first as I drew closer to his body, purposing placing my leg against his bulge. I could feel something hard resting up against my thigh, getting bigger and harder the longer I left my leg there. I pulled away as he stared at me with utter confusion.
"I'm okay with whatever happens next," I whispered, shyly moving my eyes away from him. There was silence as I heard my heart beat hard against my chest. It wasn't long before Bakugou lifted my chin up to face him. His eyes were more calm, but he still showed signs of nervousness. Once more, his lips crashed against mine, showing more roughness as before. I joined in, letting my hands run up his head and into his soft hair. He started to push me towards the bed, setting me down carefully into the centre of it. He pulled away, both of us breathing heavily. Using his legs to hold him up, Bakugou grabbed the helm of my shirt, pulling it lightly and looking at me for confirmation. I nodded shyly, and he pulled the shirt over my head. He was greeted by my breasts, to which I immediately tried to hide. Bakugou's large hands started to slide over my sides, feeling his soft skin touch mine. It gave me some courage to then lightly pull at his shirt, to which he proceeded to take off. After he threw his shirt to the side, my hands started to leave my breasts, feeling his skin and abs against my fingertips. I could hear him inhale sharply, his face getting redder. It was then that my eyes went down his body, as well as my hands until they landed on his bulge. I started to rub it in curiosity, which sent Bakugou to groan quietly. He started to bite his lip to shut himself up, which didn't work too well. I felt him grow harder as my fingers ran up and down his bulge. It wasn't too long before he pinned me down again, breathing harder.
"My turn," he growled, his voice huskier than before. I could tell there was something different in his eyes. It was like they turned to lust, something I had never seen before. Bakugou took his hand and started to run up my stomach, making me tense up. He came up to my bra and cupped my left one, groping it with curiosity. I looked away in embarrassment, my face turning redder as he continued. As I shyly looked at him, he gave a look for confirmation, to which I agreed. He gently lifted me up, feeling behind my back and unhooking my bra. I closed my eyes tightly, not sure how to react. I let my hands fall on my face, waiting for something to happen, but nothing did. I peeked open an eye, only to see Bakugou staring at my chest with wonder.
"D-Don't stare, idiot!" I whimpered, covering my chest immediately. However, Bakugou's hands clasped mine, pinned them back on the bed.
"Don't hide something so beautiful from me," he whispered, his angry but gentle face inches from mine. I blinked a couple times in confusion, not daring to look away. It was then his lips touched mine again, and his hands roamed my skin once again. I couldn't help but let out a couple gasps as his soft skin grazed over my chest, sometimes stopping at my nipple to play around with it. His lips left mine and proceeded to run down my neck, finding the spot that made my toes curl and my fingers run through his hair. Using his tongue, he swirled it around my breasts, giving them equal pleasure, and making me gasp at this sudden feeling. I didn't know how to react, only gripping the strands of Bakugou's hair when he touched certain spots. My leg sometimes grazed over his bulge, causing him to pause to catch his breath. Sometime went by and I felt his hand slip down my stomach, touching the helm of my leggings. He stopped and looked up at me again, and I gave him approval. He leaned up and started to pull down my leggings, almost fascinated by what he was seeing. When my leggings were off, he stood on his knees, as if admiring an artwork. I wanted to cover myself up, but knew he would retaliate. He drew closer, giving me a warm smile. "I've never seen anything so perfect," he mumbled. I felt shocked. This wasn't like him at all, but in a way, it felt comforting to hear it from him. As he buried his nose into shoulder, kissing it softly, I felt him reach down and hear his zipper of his bottoms. My heart started to pick up its pace. Bakugou left me and started to get up, but I grabbed his arm.
"I... I want to see," I said, barely coming above a whisper. His eyes widened and his cheeks reddened, but he grumbled as he turned to me, and took his hands off his zipper. I sat on the foot of the bed, his crotch in my face. I started to carefully unzip his bottoms, and I saw the helm of his underwear slip through them. His bulge seemed bigger. I pulled down his bottoms, exposing his whole underwear, and laid my hand on his bulge. I saw his chest tense up as I did, and peered up to see his face a little scrunched up with cheeks burning red. I build up the confidence to start to pull down his underwear, and his member sprung up at me. Bakugou immediately turned his head away in embarrassment as I laid eyes on him. This was my first time seeing an erection in real life, and for some reason, I felt like I knew what to do with it. I carefully enclosed my hand around it, feeling a hot pulsing sensation against my skin. Bakugou let out a muffled groan as he tried to to bite his lip from being too loud. I started to rub him up and down, swirling my finger around the tip, getting some pre cum spilling out. I felt Bakugou's hand grasp my shoulder, trying to calm himself down. He let out groans and moans that started to make me relax my eyes as lust filled my body.
"Go... faster," I heard Bakugou whisper. I followed his command, pumping my hand faster, getting a better reaction from him. He then lifted his head up, trying to hold his groans in, occasionally letting one escape. It wasn't until Bakugou took my hand off his member. He was breathing heavily and stared at me with a lot more lust.
"D-Did I do something wrong?" I said, a little nervous. Without a word, Bakugou pinned me back down to the bed, bringing his knee up to my area, rubbing it slowly. I began to breath heavily and looked up at his for a response.
"I don't... want to finish..." he breathed, still trying to catch his breath. A little confused on what he meant, I didn't have time to answer as I felt his hand slide down my stomach again and draw his finger to my underwear. As he did, he started to use two fingers to draw circles on the fabric, causing me to breath heavily from this new feeling. I felt the fabric getting wetter, to which he noticed. Once again, he looked at me for confirmation. I gave him a look, not bothering to move my head, and he understood. Within a second, I was completely naked. Embarrassment didn't come to my mind as his eyes scanned my body. I lay sprawled on his covers, waiting for his next move. He hovered further down, and looked down at my now wet area. He took two fingers, and started to run them on the outside of my area, soaking it more. He then pushed his way in, finding my clit and rubbing it gently with his thumb. My eyes closed tightly, pleasure shooting through my body. I dug my head deeper into the pillow, trying to hide my moans. However, his fingers pushed further, entering my cavern. My eyes widened, and caused me to open my mouth, releasing a moan and causing me to arch my back a little. I heard Bakugou's breathe quicken rapidly at my reaction and started to pump faster. I clenched the sheets, digging my nails into the mattress. After a couple minutes, I felt a third finger slip inside, causing me to lurch forward, grasping his shoulders for support. I felt his warm hand wrap around my waist, slowing his pace. I tried to catch my breathe, digging my nails into his skin, which he showed no reaction to.
"Katsuki..." I said, using his first name. He glanced up at me, cupping my face.
"Do you want me to stop?" he whispered, our hot breathe syncing. I shook my head, gulped and looked into his lustful eyes.
"I'm... ready to go all the way..." I whispered. His eyes widened but he smiled warmly, taking out his fingers and used his now free hand to wrap around my back as lips connected with mine. He slowly brought me back down onto the bed, disconnecting his warm lips and got up from the bed. A little confused, I leaned up to see him walk to his drawer and fumble around in it. He pulled out a box, throwing away a piece of paper and pull out something from the box. I heard something tear open, and watched him fumble with his member for a while. He turned around, wearing a condom and took his underwear off, joining me in being naked. He climbed back onto me, sticking himself between my legs with his strong arms next to my head.
"Tell me if it hurts," he said, his voice low and comforting. I nodded. Carefully, I felt the tip of his member brush up against my entrance, making me breath harder. However, when he started to enter me, my eyes widened in pain. I never thought it would feel like this. He got halfway until he saw me struggling. He immediately stopped, letting me adjust to the sudden pain. A couple seconds went by, nodding to get him to go further. As he did, the pain returned, but I waited until he was completely in. As he did, he let out a low and husky groan, trying to calm himself down as his head buried into my shoulder. I harshly gripped his back, once again digging my nails into his skin, probably splitting the skin open. I breathed rapidly, trying to get rid of the pain.
"Go..." I said, lying that the pain had fully gone. He looked at me with concern.
"I'll go slow," he reassured. His member started to leave the inside of me, only to be harshly pumped back in. I caused me to yelp, leading me to cover my mouth. With his head buried in my shoulder, Bakugou started to move, carefully pumping in and out at a gentle speed, trying his hardest to remain calm and not release as many moans he was trying to hold back. I felt his teeth graze against my skin, sometimes biting on parts of it. As he continued to pump in and out, the pain slowly left me, pleasure quickly falling into its place. My body relaxed, wanting more of him.
"Faster..." I breathed, lust filling my eyes. His breathing got faster as he pumped faster, but I could tell he wanted more. This is when I grabbed his face to make him stare deep in my eyes. "I said... faster..." I said, trying to sound stern but came out as husky. This was the final straw for Bakugou. Without hesitation, he leaned up, his face inches from mine, and began to pound hard into me. At first, it started to become a little painful, but as the pounds became consistent, I became a moaning mess as Bakugou. I felt the sweat dripping from both of us as our breathed synced with passion.
"Urgh- Homura..." Bakugou growled, his angry expression back but with a look of passion and lust in his eyes. I began to claw his back, most likely causing him to bleed a little.
"Ah- Katsuki!" I whimpered, feeling a small tear leave my eye. The pounds got intense, with Bakugou going full force, as he usually is, but this time, I didn't care. It felt amazing! It wasn't until I felt a knot form in my stomach. I didn't understand it at first until Bakugou blurted out, closing his eyes tightly.
"Ah- I'm... close...!" groaned Bakugou, his arms tensing up.
"Me... too..." I breathed, as if I was still adjusting to him. It wasn't long until Bakugou slowed down, letting out a long groan into my shoulder as he still tried to pump into me. It was my turn to close my eyes tightly, raising my head to the ceiling as I released over his covered member. Bakugou started to go limp over my body, wrapping his arms around my head and pulling me close. Both of us felt exhausted, panting to calm ourselves down. He then slowly took his member out of me, pulling away to stand up. I let myself sprawl on the bed, not caring how I looked. I had no energy to even lean up. I just saw Bakugou remove the condom, chucking it away and carefully made his way to the bed. He pulled the covers up, pulling them over us, and pulled me closer to him. I heard his heart beating extremely fast as I laid my head on his chest. We didn't say anything, still trying to catch our breath, until Bakugou broke the silence.
"I... I l-love you... Homura.." he breathed, still embarrassed to admit it. I smiled into his chest, feeling my own heart speed up.
"I love you, too, Katsuki.." I said, my voice slightly hoarse. I felt him pull me closer, kissing the top of my head. In a way, this was completely out of character for him, but it felt natural and comforting, being in the arms of an aggressive but protective person. We embraced, enjoying each other's company until we heard a knock at the door, making me freeze and tense up immediately.
"Guys! I've got your food here!" yelled Mitsuki. For a second, I had completely forgotten where we were. I pulled the covers over my nose, terrified if she walked in.
"I locked the door," Bakugou said in a low whisper, then turned to the door when Mitsuki's voice became louder.
"Katsuki! Don't lock your door on me!" she yelled, trying to open in.
"I'm busy!" Bakugou yelled, returned to his angry self. I heard Mitsuki gasp, and giggle slightly.
"Did you use the box and read the note I gave you?!" she yelled, turned Bakugou bright red.
"Shut the fuck up, you hag!" he screamed. I tried my best to hold in a giggle as I stared up at his boy. I pulled myself closer to him as he continued to argue with Mitsuki through the closed door, feeling his warmth protect my naked body. Wait... I'm still naked?!

Shouto met me outside the Bakugou household, crossing his arms.
"What did you guys do?" he questioned. My face turned bright red as all my muscles tensed up.
"N-Nothing! W-We just played video games and ate dinner while watching a movie!" I yelled. He raised an eyebrow at my sudden defensive attitude.
"You don't need to yell. I was only curious," he said, and we started to walk away after I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. We started to talk about the movie I watched, and explaining the video games I had played, mentioning the one I had beaten Bakugou several times.
"I remember beating you many times, too! You were awful!" I laughed, which made Shouto tut and roll his eyes.
"Homura?" he said as I wiped a tear from my eye, "why are you walking funny?"