kiribaku oneshots [DELAYED UPDATES?]

Dammed Fate

I don't own art above credits to the artist as usual. Also hai, its my birthday tomorrow:p

-gay
-uke stripper!kiri x seme bakugou
-kiribaku
-no quirks
-smut
I now present the oneshot-

Kirishima POV:

Red riot, the name I absolutely fucking despise. Ugh, this job is way harder than it seems. For starters, there is a crowd of horny, grabby, drunks who act like toddlers and whine if they dont get to touch me.

The horny drunks are only half of the horrible job. As part of this terrible position I also have to do 'private sessions' with whoever pays or else ill get fired.

Maybe a good fuck would do me a favor but the problem being, Im treated worse than a sex toy. Most of the horny drunks that do me (or that I do) have no regard for my body and they use me to get rid of thier anger.

Ive gotten used to it however.

Today, I wake up in a cold bed with no blanket. Ah, another session thats ended horribly. Like what the hell dude, at least have the decency to cover me up after I fucked you and you didn't even pay.

I turn to my side with heavy eyes in an effort to see the man that I'd  banged last night. He has blonde hair and a soft expression. He's pretty good looking for the most part.

I reach out and wipe the hair out of his eyes, twirling it around my finger a bit. I see his expression change and he starts to toss around. He sleepily opens his eyes.

"So, goldilocks you're pretty hot and all but, Ive gotta get back to the club so if you could pay me and let me be on my way that would be great." He jumps in suprise and backs up to the headboard of his bed.

"W-who the fuck are you?!" He screams, holding the blanket over his small frame. I chuckle, this one really is cute.

"Why, Im the prostitute who sexed-ya-up last night" his expression changes from surprised to terrified.

"W-wait b-but, I- was I drunk???" I nod bored. Huh, he doesn't remember.

"Listen, I dont really need to say anything just, look at your hips and chest pretty boy." He jumps and with a shaky hand he lifts up the blanket and checks under.

"Oh god, y-you weren't lying were you-" he says with an uneasy smile.

Nope. Hes quite cute, I wonder if I was his first time. I crawl up to him and touch his chin seductively.

"Ill tell you what, your moans were pretty cute~" I pause to crawl closer to his ear "so, if you let me hear them again I wont make you pay~" I whisper licking the outside of his ear.

His breath hitches and he bites hard on his lip to contain a moan. I pin his frail body down to the matress.

"So, whaddaya say?~"

Bakugou POV:

The red haired man whom I had apparently lost my virginity to last night pins me to my matress leaning closer to my chest with every wasted second.

"So, whaddaya say?~" I freeze, Im still trying to process the events of last night in my head- did I really have sex with a prostitute!

I feel his hot breath on my neck and I hold back a moan. Damn this guy. I will give it to him though, he has a pretty nice composition, toned abs, a well structured face and probably a big co-

What no! I need to come to my senses! I can't be thinking that about another guy! I back up as far as I can until Im practically standing.

His large hands grab mine and pull me back down under him. He awaits my response.

"O-okay bu-t you have t-to promise you'll c-call m-me after" I stutter back awkwardly he nods and grins at me.

"This is going to be so much fun now that youre awake." I shiver under his touch. Drool escapes my mouth as the red-head's soft hands trail my abdomen.

I moan shamefully and cover my mouth in embarrassment. My cheeks turn red and the man hovering above me smirks. He removes my hands from my mouth and I hear him whisper something under his breath.

"Your moans are delicious" I blush harder and look into his eyes pitifully.

His red orbs are clouded with a hot emotion of lust. His lips curve upwards into a twisted grin and he holds me down more aggressively.

"Let me take you again." His voice is breathy and demanding as if he's been waiting a long time to do this to me, didn't we do it last night?

I shiver and he straddles my bare hips. He sucks on my skin leaving tons of marks all over me as if he is a painter and Im his canvas.

I get lost in his touch. How is he so good at this? His large fingers find their way infront of my mouth and I stare at them confused.

"Am I supposed to?" I ask my sentence coming out in fragments due to my confusion.

"Yes. Suck them, I need to prep you." I take his fingers into my mouth and begin swirling my tounge around them.

*********boop time skip**********

I lay by the mysterious red man's body panting in ecstasy from previous intercourse.

"I need to get to work. And apparently so do you." I remind the man. He nods.

"Yeah, we should hail a cab or something." I get up with my hips in pain and pick up his shirt and pants off of the floor. I throw them at his face.

"Here, get dressed." He smiles and puts on his clothes. As he is getting dressed I pick out clothes and put them on as well.

After we slide our clothes on I begin walking outside to hail a cab. Just before I step outside of the door I feel something tug on my arm.

I look behind me and see its the red haired man whom had been following me to the cab so we could get a ride.

"Can I see your phone?" He asks with a hesitant expression. I pull an awkward face and hand over my phone.

After a while he hands it back and I see a new contact on screen reading 'Kirishima' I flash him a look of confusion and he just smiles at me.

"Kirishima, that was my name." I smile back and we get into the cab.

A warm feeling fills my chest.

I got his number.

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UWU I finished a chapter. Uuuuuum not that anybody cares but Im sick now and I lost my voice 1 day away from my birthday. YAY NO SOCIAL INTERACTIONS!

Um suggestions?

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