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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Relationship:
      Bakugou_Katsuki/Kirishima_Eijirou
  Character:
      Kirishima_Eijirou, Bakugou_Katsuki
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Sex, Facials, Deepthroating
  Collections:
      write_to_my_heart
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-05 Words: 1746
****** There are no losers in a blowjob competition ******
by orangegreenlove
Summary
     Kirishima likes to wake Bakugou up in the middle of the night to suck
     his dick.
“I woke you up for this,” Kirishima murmured, his lips brushing against
Bakugou’s ear. Now that he had Bakugou’s attention, he trailed his fingers up
over Bakugou’s abs to his chest. He brushed just a fingertip over Bakugou’s
left nipple, ever so gently, drawing a surprised moan from an adorably sleepy
Bakugou.
“The fuck you think you’re doing at 3am?” Bakugou grumbled around a yawn.
“Seducing you,” Kirishima explained for the third time, patiently. His fingers
continued to tease at Bakugou’s sensitive nipple, rubbing lightly until the
little nub was hard and pebbled. He pinched the cute nipple lightly, then
switched his attentions to Bakugou’s right nipple.
“Just suck my dick, idiot,” Bakugou growled, then yawned again.
“I will,” Kirishima promised, his breath puffing hotly against Bakugou’s ear.
He continued to play with Bakugou’s nipples, rubbing and pinching first one,
then the other, until Bakugou was panting for breath. He trailed his tongue
over the shell of Bakugou’s ear and nibbled on his earlobe, all the while
ignoring grumbled complaints and orders to just get on with it already. They’d
been sort of dating for nearly a year, and by this point, “shitty hair” and
“fucking idiot” sounded like endearments to him.
“You fucking tease,” Bakugou growled and rolled over to face Kirishima. The
kiss was aggressive, almost a fight, and Bakugou’s fingers dug into Kirishima’s
side deep enough to leave bruises, but that was exactly how Kirishima liked it.
He gave as good as he got, his pointy teeth sinking into Bakugou’s lip almost
hard enough to draw blood. His nails were definitely going to leave marks on
Bakugou’s hip, overlaying the bitemarks old and new that were already scattered
over Bakugou’s skin.
Kirishima waited for his chance. When Bakugou broke the kiss to gasp for air,
Kirishima struck like a shark. He pushed Bakugou back down onto his back and
rolled on top, pinning him with his weight. Before Bakugou could insult him or
roll them over, he sunk his teeth into Bakugou’s shoulder and sucked at the
soft skin, adding another hickey. He knew he’d won when Bakugou didn’t shove
him away. Instead Bakugou’s fingers dug into his shoulders, holding on.
Kirishima nibbled on Bakugou’s shoulder and dragged pointy teeth across his
throat. While Bakugou was good and distracted, he nudged Bakugou’s thighs apart
with his knees until he could settle between Bakugou’s legs. He rolled his
hips, his hard dick rubbing against Bakugou’s equally erect cock. With one last
nip to Bakugou’s throat, he moved down to lick at Bakugou’s right nipple
instead. That drew a gasp and a moaned “oh fuck” from Bakugou, which was all
the encouragement Kirishima needed. He licked and sucked on the sensitive
nipple, at the same time teasing Bakugou’s left nipple with his fingers. Every
lick and every pinch got a moan or a curse, and soon Bakugou was panting for
breath, his chest heaving.
“Just suck my fucking dick already, you idiot,” Bakugou grumbled, shoving at
Kirishima’s shoulders in an attempt to push him down.
Kirishima didn’t budge. He wanted to suck Bakugou’s dick, but not until Bakugou
was desperate and squirmy. He licked Bakugou’s left nipple, then blew across
the little nub. Bakugou shivered, moaning wordlessly. He used his teeth, just a
little, biting down on the sensitive nipple, then soothed it with his tongue. A
hero needed to be able to multitask, so he pinched Bakugou’s right nipple with
his fingers, tugging and rubbing at it while he sucked on the left one, until
Bakugou was a squirming, needy mess.
“I’ll kill you, you shit for brains tease,” Bakugou growled, hips rising to rub
his desperately hard dick against Kirishima’s stomach.
Kirishima grinned. Now it was time to suck some dick, definitely. He pressed a
last kiss to Bakugou’s right nipple, admiring the ring of toothmarks he’d left
around it, then moved down to worship Bakugou’s dick. This was the only place
where it was better not to use his teeth, so he flicked his tongue over the
tip, tasting the salty precome.
“Fucking finally,” Bakugou growled, fingers digging into Kirishima’s hair.
Kirishima took his time despite Bakugou’s rough hands in his hair, licking down
the length of Bakugou’s dick with broad strokes of his tongue. Carefully, very
carefully, he took Bakugou’s balls into his mouth and rolled them with his
tongue, drawing a string of curses from Bakugou. He let Bakugou’s balls slip
out of his mouth with a loud plop and proceeded to suck dick properly.
Kirishima wrapped his fingers around the base of Bakugou’s cock and stroked
slowly, teasing at the tip with his tongue. Before Bakugou could lose his
patience entirely, he took the head into his mouth, being mindful of his pointy
teeth. He worked his way down steadily, taking more and more of Bakugou’s dick
into his mouth until his lips touched his fist. Sucking in his cheeks,
Kirishima bobbed his head up and down as fast as he dared with his sharp teeth
so close to Bakugou’s sensitive flesh. Bakugou was fearless as always, pulling
his hair and moaning wantonly.
Kirishima wanted to touch himself, but he knew better. Bakugou would never
admit it, but he clearly enjoyed sucking dick just as much as Kirishima did,
and he was damn good at it. The one time Kirishima had gotten himself off while
sucking Bakugou’s dick, Bakugou had been furious when he noticed after the
fact. Kirishima had gotten two angry blowjobs in the school toilets out of it
the next day, so that had definitely been worth it, but most of the time it was
better not to make Bakugou’s already foul temper any worse by depriving him of
a chance to suck cock. Keeping his teeth out of the way required quite a bit of
concentration, but Kirishima liked sucking Bakugou’s dick enough that it was
totally worth the bother. Bakugou’s flushed face, sweet moans and rude curses
were incredibly appealing. Bakugou kept yanking on his hair, the rough touch
better than any gentle caress, and Kirishima couldn’t help but moan around the
cock in his mouth.
Bakugou looked quite smug, so Kirishima drew back until only the head of
Bakugou’s cock remained in his mouth. He twirled his tongue around the tip, the
touch teasingly light. He continued to stroke Bakugou’s shaft and he caressed
his balls too, rolling them gently between his calloused fingers. Then he
sucked his cheeks in once more and bobbed his head, moving just a little faster
than before. He could tell that Bakugou was nearing his limit quickly, so he
made sure to pin Bakugou’s hips down firmly - with his teeth, he couldn’t take
the risk that Bakugou might thrust up when he came. He pinned Bakugou’s hips
down with both hands and bobbed his head, taking Bakugou’s dick deeper into his
mouth, until the tip brushed against the back of his throat. Instead of pulling
back like he usually did, Kirishima went deeper, swallowing around Bakugou’s
dick.
Kirishima took Bakugou’s dick down his throat, doing his best not to gag. He
hummed around the shaft and held his breath. His efforts were amply rewarded,
for Bakugou spat his given name out like a curse before coming hard, his come
going right down Kirishima’s throat. Bakugou yanked his hands away from
Kirishima’s hair just in time before tiny explosions filled the air. Kirishima
continued to hum and bob his head until Bakugou shivered himself out. Feeling
smug and proud of himself, Kirishima drew back and grinned at Bakugou. Bakugou
grabbed him and yanked him into a kiss, even though Bakugou was still panting
for breath and shivering with aftershocks.
“Fuck you,” Bakugou gasped when the kiss finally broke.
Kirishima quickly found himself shoved down onto his back, with Bakugou looming
over him. Unlike him, Bakugou didn’t play around but went right to work,
wrapping his lips directly around Kirishima’s dick. As usual, Kirishima found
it impossible to look away while Bakugou blew him, captivated by the lewd
picture Bakugou made with his pink cheeks and his mouth full of dick. Bakugou’s
tongue worked his shaft over, pressing against all the right spots, and
Bakugou’s fingers stroked him at exactly the right speed and pressure.
Kirishima moaned unashamedly, thrusting up into Bakugou’s willing mouth. He
brushed his fingers through Bakugou’s unruly hair, murmuring encouragement and
telling Bakugou just how good he looked, how good it felt. Bakugou glared at
him to shut up, but Kirishima was pretty sure that Bakugou secretly enjoyed his
compliments. He would have liked to enjoy this longer, but after kissing and
sucking Bakugou’s dick, he was much too turned on to last long.
“Gonna,” Kirishima warned.
Bakugou didn’t draw back, if anything he sucked harder, clearly determined to
even the score since Kirishima had swallowed. Kirishima moaned, fingers digging
into the sheets, and let his orgasm roll through him. At that moment, Bakugou
drew back unexpectedly, and the first spurt of Kirishima’s come splashed up
onto Bakugou’s jaw. The next spurts covered Bakugou’s cheeks and nose and and
lips, painting his face with come.
Eyes wide, Kirishima could only stare as aftershocks twitched through him.
Bakugou looked amazing covered in come, hotter than he could have ever
imagined. “You-” Kirishima stuttered out. “Katsuki…”
Bakugou smirked. “I win.”
Kirishima blinked, his brain fuzzy from orgasm. “Uh huh,” he agreed. “Sure.” He
wasn’t about to argue if Bakugou’s competitive streak produced results like
this. Right now Bakugou was licking at a few drops of come that had landed
close enough to his mouth for his tongue to reach, looking smug. Kirishima
wasn’t about to look away and miss even a moment of this.
Now that the excitement was over, he remembered just how late it was. Yawning
wide, he stretched, then reached for his tissue box to help clean Bakugou’s
face up. Bakugou must have been tired too, because he yawned even wider, then
flopped down half on top of Kirishima. Kirishima wisely didn’t comment on that,
he’d made the mistake of calling it cuddling only once. He just reached over
and turned the light off, then let his arm fall over Bakugou’s shoulders as
casually as he could. He must have done it right because Bakugou only grumbled
a bit and pulled the blankets up over both of them.
With Bakugou pressed close against his side, Kirishima drifted off to sleep,
sure that the image of Bakugou’s come-covered face would follow him into his
dreams.
 
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