Kirikami - Angry?

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{Smut Warning. Art is not mine.}

Kirishima walked into the apartment he had been sharing with his boyfriend. He was greeted by a pouting blond.

"Where were you!?" was the first thing that Kaminari said. No hello or welcome back babe. But, Kirishima couldn't help but feel like he deserved it.

Kirishima went to the gym and lost track of time. He even set an alarm that he accidentally ignored. So, he wasn't too surprised by his boyfriend's actions.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I lost track of time!" He tried to reassure his blond, but Kaminari still held his scowl. 

"You could have at least texted me," he said while he headed to their kitchen. He was being stubborn. Kirishima could deal with that.

Kaminari rested his back on the kitchen island and turned his head to look away from Kirishima. Kirishima only smiled and went to give the stubborn pikachu a loving hug. Kaminari's head turned and looked into Kirishima's ruby orbs. Kirishima's eyes were always enticing to Kaminari. Kirishima's eyes always showed passion and encouragement. It was sexy.

"I love you Kami." Kaminari's heart fluttered and his cheeks blushed. Kirishima definitely noticed and silently cheered at the victory.

"W-whatever. I'm st-still mad!" Kaminari stammered. He felt pitiful, but as long as he didn't lose whatever battle they were having, he would be fine. Kirishima just smiled and leaned his face close to Kaminari. Kaminari noticed and quickly snapped his head in the other direction. He didn't even see his boyfriend, but his face was a deep red.

Kirishima must have excpected Kaminari's persistence becasue instead of kissing his lips, he went for Kaminari's neck. Kaminari almost squeaked in surprise, but he soon leaned into his boyfriend's touch.

Kirishima littered Kaminari's neck with little love bites and marks. Kaminari closed his eyes in pleasure while Kirishima put his hands under the blond's shirt.

"Ei!" Kaminari gasped when Kirishima reached a sensitive spot.

"Oh that's right, you've always been sensitive right here huh?" Kirishima smirked. He was enjoying this.

Kaminari let out a huff as Kirishima slowly blew on his neck. Kirishima started to suck the skin on Kaminari's neck until it became a bright pink. Kaminari let out a few satisfying moans of Kirishima's name while he did this. Kirishima decided to go further and take off his boyfriend's shirt. Kaminari shivered, both from the new found cold and Kirishima's careful touch. Kaminari wrapped his arms around Kirishima's neck and squeezed him into a tight hug. Kirishima smiled at his compliance and Kaminari wrapped his legs around his boyfriend's waist. Kirishima carried him all the way to their bedroom.

He placed the blond on the bed and started to take off his own shirt. Painfully slow. Kaminari glared at him and thought about just taking Kirishima's shirt off himself. It didn't help that Kaminari felt his pants grow tighter.

When Kirishima got his shirt on the floor, finally, he went over to his needy boyfriend. Kaminari moved his hand to the boy's redhair and pulled him close into a kiss. Kaminari practically opened his mouth begging Kirishima's tongue to enter. Kirishima happily took the invitation.

Their tongue's danced together forming a rhythmic sound of love. And moans. But mostly love. But also moans.

They deepened the kiss and Kirishima won dominance. Although this was nice, they both couldn't really hold back anymore.

"Eijiro," Kaminari pleaded. Kirishima broke the kiss and trailed Kaminari's neck with sloppy kisses. While he did this, he reached for the hem of Kaminari's pants. After a few minuets, both of their clothes were on the floor, and they both were surrounded in each other's warmth. Kaminari let out a series of moans for Kirishima. Kirishima relished in this sight. He licked the others nipple and felt Kaminari arch his back.

"Eijiro," Kaminari pleaded again. He was begging Kirishima now. "Please."

"Hmm? Yes Kami?" said Kirishima, not even attempting to hide his growing smirk.

"I'm not playing this game with you," Kaminari said blankly, "Fuck me dammit."

Kirishima almost chuckled at his boyfriend's impatience. He opened their bedside table and grabbed an almost empty container of lube. (lube is word number 666 and I'm kind of proud of myself)

Kirishima lathered his fingers with the substance and looked to his boyfriend. He got a nod of agreement in return.

"Okay, tell me if anything hurts." Kirishima put a finger in Kaminari's hole and watched him tense up. He slowly waited for Kaminari to relax before adding in a second finger. He watched his boyfriend's face mold into pure pleasure as Kirishima used his fingers to scissor Kaminari. He didn't try to hold back his moans. Kirishima added a third finger, receiving just as many moans as before. Kaminari started to buck his hips, pleading for more contact.

Kirishima removed his fingers and lined himself up. Kaminari moaned at the loss of contact and then moaned twice as loud with the new intruder.

"Nnh, Eijiro," Kaminari gasped. Kirishima started at a pace too slow for Kaminari. "Faster." Kirishima quickened his pace and was rewarded with delighted moans from the blond under him. Kirishima pounded into the blond's prostate.

They both craved each other's touch. They wanted more. Kaminari gripped onto the bed sheets while Kirishima went faster. Kaminari rolled his eyes back in ecstasy as cum shot out onto his chest. Shortly after, Kirishima filled up his boyfriend. 

Kaminari was a panting mess as Kirishima fell beside him.

Kaminari's face was still in a pleasure filled daze when Kirishima's smile broke him out of it.

"Aren't so mad at me now are you?"

"Whatever!" Kaminari huffed as Kirishima chuckled. 

Kirishima whispered a quiet, "I love you." before Kaminari snuggled up next to his chest.


The End. This was like my second smut attempt, but I think it turned out better than I thought.

Anyways, Thanks For Reading!

If you have any suggestions then comment them, I guess? I'm still pretty new to this if you couldn't tell.

Goodbye you lovely weeaboos

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