[Deku and bakugou discover the bakudeku lemon fanfics]
Deku:....
Bakugou:....
Deku: i didn't know you where that good at this kaachan...
Bakugou: bleach! I need bleach!
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Midoriya remained quiet as he sat on the desk at the front of the room. His pants were laying on the floor over his jacket. His shoes and socks were somewhere around as well. School was over but he wasn't the only one in the classroom. He kept his eyes down as his hand moved slowly between his legs; his face was bright red from the embarrassment of being watched.
"I've...never done...this." he said quietly, a little nervous that it has come to this.
They've already started so why stop?
Bakugou was sitting in a chair at the back of the classroom, just aching to get closer. It wasn't his idea to have so much separation but Midoriya saw this as a safety reason. Distance between them was so much better, at least while they were trying to put things together.
"Bullshit." Bakugou didn't believe for one second that Midoriya had never done this. "Like hell I'm gonna believe that." he planned to call Midoriya out on it even though he saw the embarrassment on his face. "You're already fingering yourself anyway." He said.
Midoriya couldn't help it now.
They've both been a little on edge for the day and this was their only way to let it out.
If it were up to Bakugou, he would be closer, a lot closer, enough to touch Midoriya himself, but for once he wasn't being forceful and he kept his distance.
For now.
He couldn't find the reason why he was sitting so far away when he should be up closer to Midoriya. What was the point of the space? Did Midoriya plan to not give any action or what? Bakugou wanted to say something about that, and he was about to, but it just didn't come out of his mouth.
There were just other things to focus on.
Bakugou had his cock in his hand, stroking slowly as he watched Midoriya finger himself hesitantly. He could ask why Midoriya looked like he was about to cry but he didn't. Was it being watched that got Midoriya so nervous? There was nothing to be scared of, well he wanted to try and convince himself that there was nothing to be scared of. It was only just Bakugou, there was no reason to be nervous; Bakugou was the only one watching him, the only person to see him with most his clothes off, with his hand between his legs. Bakugou planned to watch every bit of this since he needed to get off too.
"Spread your legs more." He said.
Midoriya listened obediently, spreading his legs wider so Bakugou could see where his hand was, where his fingers were. His freckled face was growing redder but he did his best to remain calm; he relaxed his shoulders and took a small breath, feeling a bit of the anxiety drain. His fingers moved slowly again as he pushed them deeper. The urge to close his legs was still there but he kept them open just for Bakugou to see.
From where he was, he could see Bakugou masturbating too. It wasn't embarrassing to watch someone else. He kept his eyes on Bakugou for just a second, long enough to see him stroking himself just as slowly. He wanted to avoid Bakugou's powerful gaze at him, it was already embarrassing enough since he wasn't wearing any pants; it's like he could feel the strong glare over him.
Being watched was definitely something different.
Midoriya opened his mouth and took a deep breath; his hips shifted on the desk so his fingers could move deeper. He reminded himself not to close his legs since Bakugou was watching not too far off. As embarrassing as it was, it was surely a turn on. And Midoriya really wanted to turn around to hide himself, but instead he leaned back on the desk more so he could spread his legs wider.
