Bakubottom oneshots (almost all smut anyway)

Distracted sex

Todobaku ✨
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(Video was deleted on YouTube but this isn't mine)
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"Fuck yes," Bakugou moaned, back strung like a bow and ass arched up into Todoroki's thrusts. His mouth was hitched open, lips curled into a wide grin of utter bliss and satisfaction. Todoroki wasn't the hardest fucker, but he damn well knew how to angle his hips just right. Knew when to press a cold hand against Bakugou's spine or grope his ass with a burning one.

He liked to toy with Bakugou essentially, pushing the blond until he was a screaming mess of forgotten pride, burning the sheets and crumbling. He knew all the right buttons to push. How to push him to moaning and cursing. How to shut him up. How to make him cum on a dime. Bakugou might complain about it after, but in the moment he was nothing short of fucked out of his mind.

"Fuck me! Fucking- Goddamn. Ah- Todo-"

Trailing icy fingers down Bakugou's spine, a smile twitched at his lips as Bakugou moaned shamelessly, gooseflesh rippling across his skin and making his ass tighten around Todoroki's cock.

It was a pretty sight, watching Bakugou come undone. Unfortunately, it was also very easy for Bakugou to snap out of.

A jingle caught both of their attentions, heads perking to the side to eye Todoroki's lit phone.

Todoroki's thrusts slowed down and Bakugou snarled in frustration, his moment of bliss suddenly gone. Todoroki's little obedient bedmate was back to his feral ways.

"Don't you fucking dare!"

Pausing, Todoroki glanced down at the other, still very much arching up against his hips. "What?"

"Don't you dare stop, Ice Dick!"

Sighing, Todoroki relented. If that was what Bakugou wanted... "Fine."

Giving a sharp thrust, Bakugou's upper body was shoved suddenly into the mattress, another moan torn from Bakugou's lips. "Fuck-" he hissed, pressing his face into the sheets again. The rhythm picked up to its original pace, cock angled down just enough to rub over his prostate and make Bakugou babble curses. He was just starting to slip back into satisfaction when the ringing ended.

"Hello?"

Eyes snapping wide, Bakugou tried to lean back, grunting at the cold hand still pressing down against his spine. "What the fuck?"

Glaring over his shoulder, his eyes widened in pure rage and disbelief. Todoroki had the phone pressed against his ear, eyes flicked up to focus his attention to the call.

"Are you fucking seri-" Todoroki gave another sharp thrust, hips slamming hard against his ass to make him yelp to a stop, fingers digging into the sheets.

"Sorry, Natsuo. What were you saying?"

"You're brother," Bakugou breathed in disbelief, cheek pressed into the mattress as he glared back at the other. "You're fucking me while talking to your fucking brother?!"

Eyes flicking down for a moment, Todoroki's hand left his back to grip Bakugou's light hair, forcefully turning his head and shoving it into the blankets. Muffling a screamed 'son of a bitch', small explosions flickered in his hands.

"Sorry-" A pause as Todoroki's thrusts slowed down to a crawl, much to Bakugou's frustration, then he continued, "yeah, that was Bakugou."

Yanking his head back, Bakugou took a gulp of air, face twisted in primal aggression. "Get off the fucking phone!"