Kiribaku Oneshots

❤ You're Lucky I Saved You (Pt. 2) ❤

A/N: Second part, hoes! I offered up the possibility for it, and godieinahole_3 requested it be done! So here it is!

Kat's POV

"UHM, WELL, I MEAN, I NEVER SAID THAT, BUT--" Kirishima stammered.

"I thought you weren't a pussy, huh, Shit for Brains?" I said, crossing my arms.

"I'm not! It's just... nevermind!" Kirishima muttered, shaking his head. "Yes, I do like you. There, happy?"

"Yes," I said, going to put an arm around him when my hand went into his neck.

There was a small squeak that came out of him, and a slightly smaller noise that cane out of him after I pulled my arm out.

"So, wait are you slime, goo, jello? What are you?" I asked as Kirishima took his shirt off.

"I'm not totally suRE--" He cut his yelp off as I put my hand in his back on purpose.

"Well... now this just feels wierd," I muttered.

"It is. It is definitely wierd," Kirishima said, breathing heavily.

"No, not like that. Well, okay," I sighed before continuing. "Yes, like that, but also your body feels odd.

"You can obviously see that there is some sort of watery or liquidy substance, as you're dripping from certain spots. But when my arm is in, it feels thicker, like jello. But when I move my arm,"

I shook my arm around a bit, Kirishima slamming a hand to his mouth as his knees buckled a bit.

"It moves like a liquid. What the fuck?" I whispered, pulling my hand out of his torso.

"You can... say that... again," Kirishima said as the hole in his torso filled in.

"Do we know anything about the Quirk?"

"Not yet. All we know is I should be normal  again in a few hours. Everything else is totally mysterious,"

"Hm... I wonder--" "Before you shove your hand in me, let's finish up classes and go back to the dorms. Okay?"

"Fine,"

***

The day had just ended, and I slammed a hand on Kirishima's desk.

"We're doing this?"

"I'm not done with you yet," I hissed.

"This sounds like one big innuendo, doesn't it?"

"What, the fact that we're going to your dorm so I can shove my hand inside you?"

"Guys, talk about your sex life a bit quieter, could you?" Soy sauce said as he walked past us.

"N-not like that!" Kirishima stammered before facepalming.

If he had blood, I bet you his face would be bright red.

Oh wait, it is.

"Fucking, whatever, let's just go," Kirishima sighed, taking my wrist and dragging me along.

"TEXTBOOK!"

"What?" Kirishima and I asked in unison before a textbook came flying toward us.

I ducked as Kirishima's head fucking created a hole for it to pass through before it reverted back to it's normal shape.