DISCLAIMER: THIS SHIT IS REAL DIRTY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Eijiro Kirishima and Katsuki Bakugo: The most known couple in the world due to their heroics. One thing nobody ever knew? Or will know, for that matter?
Their kinks.
Bakugo POV
I sit on my bed, laptop in front of me. It's currently 9:15, later than I usually stay up until. Something's been on my mind all day: Kirishima. God, the thought of him makes me feel high. I've woken up so many times from the dreams of him slamming me into the wall, fucking me until I can't speak. Holy f-
I can't ignore my hard-on anymore. I take off my pants and boxers, and begin to jack off to the (very gay) porn on my screen. I imagine Kirishima touching me and moan softly. Damnit...
"E-Eijiro..." I whimper. I go faster, thinking of his face above mine as he fucks me senseless. I say his name a little louder, getting closer to my climax.
"...B-Bakugo?" I hear softly, a knock on my door. "Are you okay? I heard you say my name..." Kirishima says, making me go silent. After a moment, he says "I'm coming in."
I hurry to put a blanket over me. I hear someone walk over, and pretend to sleep.
Wait.
Shit.
I forgot to close my laptop.
A thick silence fills the space between us. I warily open my eyes to see Kirishima gently closing and placing my laptop on the floor.
"...so...that's what," he mutters. I nod, my dick still hard. I look away, only looking back at the feeling of soft lips on mine. Kirishima wraps his arms around me and moves his head away. I stare.
"What are you doing, Shitty Hair?" I growl. His face is a soft red, and he pins me down.
"Whatever you want," he gives me a little smile. His hands wrap around my cock, pumping up and down. I let out a small moan. At this point, I'm impatient; after all, I was on the verge of release.
"P-please fuck m-me!" I whimper. Kirishima stops and looks at me.
"How? There are so many things I could do~" he says teasingly. "Tell me what turns you on~" he traces a finger along my chest, making me shudder.
"A-asphyxiation, praise, d-dirty talk...j-just do what y-you want, m-master," I tell him, holding out each word. He cocks his eyebrow at me. (Haha I said cock you third grader.)
"How very naughty," he smirks. I lean towards him and lift up his shirt, taking a moment to feel his muscles. He grabs my hand and pouts. "No, no, be patient, kitten," Kirishima says, slightly demanding. "Don't misbehave." Part of me wants to just to see what he does.
CHANGE IN POINT OF VIEW~™
And, uh, they magically got a bag of kinky shit. Yay.
THIRD PERSON
Bakugo leans down, slowly removing Kirishima's pants. Once gone, he takes the redhead's dick in his hands and giggles.
"Are you testing me?" Kirishima demands. Bakugo starts to slowly rub him, an evil grin on his face. "Naughty naughty. Be a good boy and go onto all fours." Bakugo looks at him, nervous. He hesitantly does as instructed. Silver handcuffs click around his wrists, and he tries to wiggle free, but to no avail.
"For disobeying me on such a high level, you get fifteen hits," Kirishima growls, taking a leather whip into his hands. "Each time, count."
The whip comes down on Bakugo's bottom, get a slight whine.
"One," he counts. Another hit, getting a moan. "T-two."
"Oh, are you getting off on this?" Another, gaining another moan.
After five more, Bakugo's face is red, saliva dripping from his mouth, moans escaping him.
"M-master...ngh..." Words aren't forming clearly anymore. "P-Please...f-fuck..." Taking the opportunity to tease the boy more, Kirishima shrugs.
"Speak normally."
"I w-want you to... f-fuck me s-so h-hard, m-master! F-Fuck me u-until I f-forget my n-name~!" Bakugo nearly shouts. In response, Kirishima puts his fingers in the flustered boy's mouth. After a moment of them being sucked on, he shoves them into the blond's asshole.
"A-ah!" Bakugo winces. Kirishima starts scissoring him, receiving groans of pleasure. "P-put it i-in~!" He complies and slicks up his cock with lube, proceeding to push it into Bakugo. He squeaks, trying to stay quiet. He slowly nods, and Kirishima starts to thrust in and out.
"A-AH~ F-FUCKKKKK~!" Bakugo yells. The topping boy grunts and goes faster and deeper, hitting the blond's prostate. Loud moans pierce the air, along with the sound of their skin hitting together.
Kirishima puts his hand around Bakugo's throat, gently squeezing.
"M-more~!" Bakugo murmurs. The hand tightens, and his eyes rolls up in pleasure.
"Such a slut."
"I-I'm o-only a s-slut for y-you- nGH-" Their breathing gets louder, heavier as they near their climaxes. "M-master- I'm g-gonna- AH~!" Warm, white liquid bursts from Bakugo's dick, landing on his stomach. Kirishima grabs his hair and pulls.
"Did I tell you that you could cum yet?"
"N-no..."
Kirishima pulls out of him and rustles around. Bakugo watches, scared.
"On your back. Ten minutes," he says, lubing a big vibrator. The boy lays back, bound hands above his head. He grunts as the device slides into him.
"This is why you behave." It clicks onto the highest setting, shaking Bakugo fast. He yelps in stimulation.
"N-no- nGH- I'll b-be good...ugn...p-please..." Tears fall down his face, and he cums. For five more minutes, this continues. Unable to watch Bakugo like this, Kirishima turns off the vibrator. The normally aggressive blond looks at him, covered in his own mess. His handcuffs are unlocked, and crawls over to where the other male is sitting.
"M-may I p-please s-suck y-your d-dick?" He asks, still shaking from overstimulation. After getting a curt nod, he puts his lips around it.
"So...big," Bakugo says, voice muffled. He puts the length in his mouth, gagging when it hits the back of his throat repeatedly.
"I-I'm gonna c-cum, kitten," Kirishima whispers, tugging at the spiky puff of hair. Bakugo's cheeks fill with his release, emptying with a big swallow. This causes the last of his own to spurt out.
Kirishima gently picks up the boy, who looks as though he may pass out.
Bakugo cuddles into him, smiling softly.
"I love y-you."
