Romance in the Dusk

Cleanse

   Katsuki stood outside Minas office, processing all  the information he had just overheard. His decision was made then and there, he had to get close to Uraraka. Bakugou was in awe. How could a stranger hand any connection to The Muscle? Especially a tough girl like her. Bakugou started to head downstairs and out of the front door. He couldn't believe he just got hired as a male stripper. And that he was a good one at that.

  Bakugou headed into his apartment and started his research. He sat on his bed, opening his laptop. He searched on various search engines and video channels looking for tips, vlogs, blogs, anything he could find to make his undercover mission run smoother. Bakugou reaches for his burner cell and called Toshinori.

   "Hello?", Toshinori answered.

   "Toshinori, it's Bakugo. I gathered some information you might find useful."

    "What is it Bakugo?",

   "I stopped into a gentleman's club. A woman walked past me and mentioned The Muscle", Bakugou started when Toshinori cut him off.

  "Bakugou, you're supposed to be on the job, what were you doing at a gentleman's club?" Toshinori sounded annoyed.

   "Long story short, it's my place of employment", Bakugou answers abruptly.

  "Oh?", Toshinori inquired.

  "Bakugou, I want you to get close with this girl who mentioned The Muscle. Gather as much intel as you can. Don't forget your mission", Toshinori finished.

  "That's exactly what I was thinking, Chief", Bakugou replied.

  "Good, stay on your toes Bakugou.", Toshinori then ended the call. Bakugou set his phone down and closed his laptop. He fell back onto his bed, sighing as he reflected about his day. After getting lost in his thoughts he headed to the shower.

  Bakugou tried to clear his mind, but it was no use, Uraraka kept coming back to his head. As Bakugou waited for the shower to spread steam across the room until he stepped in. The hot water hit his head, and again thoughts of Uraraka's round face and rose colored cheeks invaded his head. Bakugou reaches down, grabbing his own member and started to stroke of thoughts of her.

  He imagined the curves of her chest, slim waist, and what he could only imagine would be the softest ass. He kept picturing himself undressing Uraraka. Unbuttoning her crisp white collared shirt. He imagined her wearing a black and pink bra. He pictured unclasping her bra to have her supple breasts fall out. He thought of kissing her neck, her scars, her collarbone.

  He kept pumping his member as the hot water hit his chest. He imagined his wet tongue trailing down her breast while using his free hand to massage the other. He could see himself unbuttoning Urarakas pants, pulling them down to her ankles. He imagined looking up at her, locking his crimson eyes with her brown doe eyed ones. He would slide his hands back up her legs. He bit the top of her thong.

   Gripping with his teeth and sensually pulling them down he let his fingers drag to the front of her thighs, kisses following soon behind. He starts to kiss her inner thigh lightly. He slowly drags his tongue making a trail in her inner thigh. He finally reaches her womanhood and explores with his tongue. He pumps harder imagining the moans Uraraka would make her. He would lap up all of her juices with each moan.

  As Bakugou imagined Urarakas moans becoming louder and louder, he came in his hand. After his session in the shower, he finished washing himself off and headed to bed.