🍋Hotel Room 🍋

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Kirishima wasn't going to lie, the sexual tension between the two built males had been growing ever since that night back two months ago.

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A knock is heard at Kirishima's dorm room door at 2am in the morning.

Dragging his half asleep body out of bed, he stumbles blindly in the darkness feeling for the door handle in the darkness.

As soon as the door opened a body was flung at him and he managed to catch the other person, his hands meeting soft tee shirt fabric.

Before he knew what was happening, heated lips were pressed against his own in a hurry and his back is met with a hard wall and a hand slammed against it next to his face.

Without even having to open his eyes, Kirishima knew exactly who it was, the roughness of the kiss, the softness of the skin, the heat of the body, all belonged to the one and only Katsuki Bakugou.

"Fuc-" Kirishima starts to say as Bakugou breaks to breathe, but is instantly silenced again with hot soft lips yet again.

Rough movements, yet skin so soft, hands find their way up Kirishima's shirt and start tweaking at his nipples making them harden.

Just as he's about to do the same to Bakugou, his fingers are brushing against the hem of his black tee shirt, Bakugou catches his wrists and pins them against the wall, not letting him move.

Pulling back, Bakugou breathes heavily, his minty breath hitting Kirishima in the face and lingering in the air.

"Katsuki...what're you doing?" Kirishima finds himself asking, he's not complaining, just asking.

Before he gets his answer, Bakugou is on his knees in front of Kirishima, his thick member pressed against his lips, and his intense ruby gaze looking up at Kirishima longingly.

Not being able to control himself, Kirishima threads his hands into Bakugou's hair, yanking harshly making him open his mouth, and slamming his dick in his mouth.

He almost doubles over at the heat that is engulfing his member and lets out a low husky groan trying to find his balance once again as his best friend goes to work on his goal of making Kirishima have the best orgasm he has had in his life.

Every single movement of Katsuki's head, mouth, even the way his tongue skillfully maneuvers around, tells Kirishima this isn't his first time.

The faster his head moves, the hotter the room becomes, the hotter Kirishima's body becomes.

"Fuck, Kat I'm gonna cum" he hears himself say without even registering that he himself had actually said it.

This was like a dream to Kirishima, everything was going in slow motion, while his mind was racing a million miles a second with thoughts.

The statement only encourages Bakugou to move his head faster, hold him down his throat longer, and start to him making vibrations wrack through Kirishima's body.

"Fuck!" Kirishima says slamming Katsuki's face down on his dick until his nose is pressed against his pubes. Hot tears are forced out of Katsuki's eyes as the hot seamen hits the back of his throat.

Kirishima's body completely tenses, every last muscle, before his orgasm high is gone. That high is the most addicting of all of them, especially after the high he just experienced.

Katsuki sits back on his knees before standing up on his feet quickly looking Kirishima dead in the eye.

"This never, ever happened Ejiro" he says harshly before swiftly leaving the room, slamming the door behind him.

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