Sparks

Coming Together and Falling Apart

Denki led Bakugo down the hallway. Well, not really led. It was more like he walked to his room in a daze and Bakugo followed. Denki pulled the bag from it's hiding space, wordlessly passing it to Bakugo. Bakugo smirked, "What, no sass?"

He tried to come up with a clever response, really, but all he could do was stare wide-eyed at Bakugo. Bakugo tossed the blankets off the bed and settled himself at its foot, legs tucked underneath him. He patted the space across from him and Denki climbed on the bed, mimicking the way Bakugo sat. Bakugo slowly, so slowly, tugged the zipper open and started taking toys out one by one.

Honestly, he didn't have that many, just the ribbed dildo, a massager and a vibrating ring. He also kept a coil of black rope and some fuzzy handcuffs he'd gotten as a joke in the bag, but Bakugo didn't take them out. He pulled the dildo out last, the corner of his mouth turned up slightly and his eyes dark. "This is the one you use most, isn't it?"

Denki bit his lip. "Yeah..."

Bakugo's expression didn't change. "When did you use it last?"

Denki blushed. "A...a couple days ago..."

Bakugo smirked. "Did you think of me?"

Denki forgot how to breathe, thoughts going completely blank. He couldn't even form words, just sat there with his mouth agape like a damn fish. How the hell did Bakugo know? Because he did, of course he did-

Bakugo's fingers brushed softly against Denki's cheek. His other hand pressed into Denki's chest, slowly pushing him flat on the bed, the dildo discarded. Most of his weight rested against Denki, the rest on one knee, bent between Denki's thighs. Their lips brushed together softly, once, twice, and then Bakugo was pulling away to trail kisses down Denki's jaw and throat. Bakugo slowly, so damn slowly, worked open the buttons of Denki's shirt, leaving only an inch or two of bare skin between the edges. Bakugo kissed down his chest and belly, stopping just above the line of his jeans.

Denki tried to remember how breathing worked as Bakugo made his way back up the slim line of exposed skin, much less gently. Bakugo's teeth left bright little marks against his stomach(though he wouldn't notice them until later), his tongue dipping into Denki's belly button and the slight indents between muscles. Bakugo suddenly licked up the center of Denki's chest to his collarbone, nipping and tonguing at the base of his throat, leaving red marks that would quickly start to turn purple.

Denki gasped and Bakugo smothered it with a kiss. His tongue delved into Denki's mouth, tangling with his for a brief moment before moving on to nip and suck at the spot just past his jaw and beneath his ear that he loved so much. Bakugo tugged Denki's ear with his teeth and whispered, "Did you think of me while you fucked yourself, Denki?"

Denki groaned, only realizing Bakugo expected an actual answer when he shifted his knee upward, pressing into Denki's groin just less than painfully. Denki swallowed and gasped. "Yes, fuck, yes. I thought of you to get off-"

Bakugo pulled away, settling back into his spot at the foot of the bed. "Show me."

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Bakugo grinned at Denki's shocked expression, giving him a moment to realize exactly what he wanted. Denki sat up slowly. "Show...you?"

Bakugo nodded. "I wanna watch you make yourself come."

Denki groaned and licked his lips, then forced himself upright, stripping off his clothes and dropping them over the side of the bed before lowering himself back down. Bakugo put the lube in Denki's hand, watching intently as he slicked up his fingers. Denki bent his knees, digging his heels into the bed and bit his lip, whining a bit as he slipped two fingers into his ass. Bakugo stripped off his own clothes, adding to the pile on the floor. He leaned back, bracing himself with one hand against the bed and the other wrapped around his cock. Bakugo stroked himself slowly, being careful not to take himself too close to the edge. Denki whimpered, drawing Bakugo's full attention as he pushed a third finger in. Bakugo grabbed the dildo off the bed, tapping Denki's leg. Denki blinked at him, then understood. He eased his fingers out and took the dildo from Bakugo, lubing it up and pushing it in Too fast probably, given his gasp and the groan that followed. Bakugo basked in the sound, letting a groan of his own rumble in his throat as he watched the toy move in and out of Denki's ass. Denki's head pressed into the pillows, another whine bubbling past his lips. "Can I stroke my cock, please,can I-"