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You had a quirk that allowed you to alter other people's mental state and make them feel overwhelming emotion with a single touch. It was easiest to use on men as a form of aphrodisiac, overwhelming them to the point where'd they'd double over. You found it amusing. Ever since you had transferred to UA you had beaten nearly all the boys in close combat using this technique. They said it was playing dirty, but Midnight always said seduction was a perfectly valid strategy. After you fought Kaminari the boy couldn't look you straight in the face for months, it made you feel powerful. But there was one boy you couldn't seem to win against: Bakugou Katsuki.
The explosive blond would make you so frustrated, winning fight after fight without batting an eye. Even when you managed to grab him, pushing your quirk to it's limit, you couldn't even make him blush. You did the same thing to Sero and he was a flustered mess on the ground. It made you so mad. Bakugou Katsuki... You'd beat him if it was the last thing you did.
"Maybe he's gay" Ashido suggested when you brought him up during 'girl talk time' "he's always alone with Kirishima and he never showed interest in any of us."
"But my quirk works even if they aren't sexually attracted to me" you groaned, crossing your arms and tucking your hands under your armpits to prevent your quirk from activating and making everyone around you as frustrated as you were.
"Maybe he's asexual" Tsuyu croaked with a shrug.
Yeah... That had to be it...
A week later Mr. Aizawa asked you to take a box to Bakugou's room. You agreed but struggled with the box, holding it awkwardly in your arms as you made your way to the blond's room. There was no way for you to knock on the door.
"Bakugou~" you called, pressing your ear against the door "open up, it's (y/n)! I got a box for you~"
Silence. Bakugou was definitely in his room though. You glared at the door and made a face. With your hip you awkwardly jiggled the door handle and to your surprise the door popped open. You slipped around the door, curious to see the explosive boy's room.
"Bakugou, Mr. Aizawa said to bring you th-" you stopped mid sentence and when ridged at the sight before you.
Bakugou was sitting on his bed, propped up against the headboard. His eyes were tightly shut, jaw slack, and his face was flushed. There were headphones in his ears and he was...masturbating. The blond was stroking his hard dick over and over, the whole thing slick with his own nitroglycerin sweat. The room smelled sweet. You were frozen in shock watching Bakugou moan softly.
The image in front of you made you feel light headed and flustered. It was like you got hit with your own quirk. Your face was bright red and you started sweating. He hadn't noticed you yet. You could still leave and he'd never know you walked in on him like this. You took a hesitant step backwards and hit the partially opened door. A grunt escaped your lips and the heavy box slipped out of your hands, falling to the ground with a loud thud. Bakugou's eyes flew open and you squeaked. You were dead, you were so dead.
"What the fuck? Haven't you heard of knocking you pervert?" Bakugou growled, pulling the headphones out of his ears.
"I'm sorry!" You squeaked, turning to leave.
A hand slammed against the door near your head, forcing it closed before you could grab the handle. You felt Bakugou's hot breath on the back of your neck. Your heart was racing and you looked back at him, confused and embarrassed. Bakugou's body was so close, looming over you and his other hand was stroking himself slowly.
"How long were you watching?" Bakugou hissed, there was a look on his face you had never seen before.
"I-I wasn't... I didn't mean to..." You stammered, trying to swallow the lump in your throat.
Bakugou's ruby eyes were so intense it made you squirm. You tried to looked away but accidently glanced down at his hand moving back and forth. A smirk stretches across his face as he followed your eyes.
"You're still watching" he sneered, leaning closer to your face.
You let out a shaky breath and the closed the gap between you, pressing your lips against Bakugou's. The blond let out a surprised grunt before returning the kiss, reaching down and pulling your hips against his. You push your tongue through his lips, moaning into his mouth. Bakugou pulls your legs around his hips, lifting you off the ground and then throws you onto his bed. You scramble to sit up, pushing yourself farther into the bed until your back was resting against the wall. Bakugou crawls over to you, pressing his lips against your ear.
"Are you as frustrated as I am?" The blond breathes into your ear as his fingers trail down your body, causing you to shudder "Every time you use your quirk on me I can't think about anything else for the rest of the day. All I can think about is what I want to do to you. It drives me crazy... Your damn quirk makes me... So. Mad."
Bakugou's hand shoots down the from on your pants and you gasp. A sweaty hand clamps over your mouth and your feel his fingers stroking against your underwear. Your hips buck against his touch, begging for more. Bakugou quickly obliges you, pushing your underwear to the side and sinking into you. You let out a muffled moan as he thrust his fingers into you.
"Shhhh. You don't want Kirishima to hear you, do you?" Bakugou smirks, moving his hand away from you mouth and groping your breast.
You put both hands over your mouth to ensure no sound escaped. His thumb was tracing circles around your clit as his fingers curled into you. The sensation was overwhelming and you couldn't stop your body from twitching. You were quickly teetering over the edge.
"Are you about to cum?" Bakugou asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Y-yes" you gasp through your fingers.
Bakugou removed his hand from you pants abruptly and you whine, letting your hands drop back to your sides. You look up at him with half lidded eyes, biting your lip and waiting for more.
"You can cum when I tell you to" Bakugou smirked, standing on the bed and bringing his throbbing cock close to your face.
You looked up at the blond and licked a stripe up the underside of his penis, grinning when you saw him shudder. Bakugou puts his hands on the wall to steady himself, watching you with lust filled eyes as you swirled your tongue around his head. You took your time, teasing the blond with your tongue, before taking him in your mouth. Bakugou hung his head and moaned, reaching down to grab a fistful of your hair. He took control of the speed you were sucking his dick, bobbing up and down. His cock hit the back of your mouth and you gagged. Bakugou pulled back and looked down at you, sweat dripping down his face.
"You ok?" He asked.
You responded by pushing your head down on him until he hit the back again. This time you could control your gag reflex. Bakugou cursed under his breath and started thrusting into your mouth, his hand gripping your hair tighter. Drool was dripping down your chin and you looked up at him before swallowing hard. You felt his cock slip into your throat and your eyes rolled back into your skull. Bakugou groaned loudly as your throat constricted around him, he thrusted a couple of times before pulling back to let you breathe.
"Bakubro?" Kirishima's voice came from the other side of the wall and you stiffened "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine, shitty hair." Bakugou responded, thrusting back into your throat, preventing you from moaning "I just stubbed my toe"
"O-ok..." Kirishima didn't seem convinced "Just call if you need anything..."
Bakugou pulled out and you took a deep breath, trying your best not to cough. There was a dark look in the blond's eyes, he was planning something. He shuffled off the bed and motioned for you to follow, stripped your shirt off when you got the edge of the bed. You followed him to the center of his room and he pulled down your sweat pants, leaving them pooled around your ankles. You shoot Bakugou a confused look and he moved behind you, planting his hands on your hips as he lined up with your entrance. With one swift motion Bakugou thrust all the way inside you and you slapped your hands over your mouth again to stay quiet.
"Oi, Kirishima" Bakugou called out and you craned your neck to look at him with wide eyes "I do need something. Can you come over here?"
You tried to protest, but Bakugou began thrusting into so fast that you lost your train of thought. Your whole body was trembling and you knees felt weak. All you could do is stand there and wait for the door to open as Bakugou fucked you. Your face was red with embarrassment and arousal. There was some shuffling from next door, the sound of footsteps in the hallway. You involuntary clenched down as you watched the door knob turn, a low moan sounded from behind you. The door swung open and there stood Kirishima, his red hair was down and he was wearing a tank top and shirts.
"What is it Baku- oh my god" Kirishima's face was as red as his hair and his eyes were wide.
"Oi, close the door Kirishima" Bakugou grunted, looking over your shoulder at the boy.
Kirishima's brain short circuited and he closed the door. The red head was trying not to look at you. He was taking hesitant steps closer, not sure what to do. Bakugou's thrusts slowed, keeping you right on the edge of climax. Your head was spinning, the feeling was unbearable. You needed to cum.
"Come on (y/n), it's rude not to greet a guest." Bakugou teased, his lips brushing against your neck.
You looked up at Kirishima wide eyes, you were both embarrassed, confused and horny. You slowly pulled you trembling hands away from your mouth, holding them out to the boy calling him closer.
"K-kirishima..." You moan, you can see the growing bulge in his pants as the red head steps closer.
Bakugou let's go of your hips and you fall forwards, not realizing he was the only thing keeping you up right. You press against Kirishima's chest and he instinctively holds his arms out to catch you. Now that you're bent over Bakugou can push deeper inside you, touching a sensitive spot that makes your toes curl. You cry out in pleasure, pushing your hips back against Bakugou. The blond make eye contact with Kirishima as he thrust into you faster. You hold onto the red head's shoulders as Bakugou fucks you relentlessly, allowing yourself to moan freely now that being quiet was no longer a concern. You're right on the edge again, the knot inside you threatening to snap. Bakugou grabs your hips in a bruising grip and stops moving completely. You whine and try to push back into him, but his hands are holding you steady.
"Bakugou please... let me cum" you cry, craning your neck to look at the smirk on his face.
"Kirishima just got here though, we can't leave him behind" the blond glances at his friend and you follow his gaze.
"Uh... Oh don't mind me... I uh..." Kirishima looks down at the desperate look on your face and then at Bakugou "have you been edging her this entire time?"
Bakugou smirks and pulls out of you completely. You knees give out and you sink to the ground, the tent if Kirishima' s pants in front of your face. The red head flushes pink and starts to lean down to help you back up. You wrap your mouth around his clothed erection and his body goes ridged, a moan escaping his lips. Hooking your fingers around the waistband of his pants you pull them down, freeing his erection. Kirishima is bigger than Bakugou, and your mouth waters. You look up at Kirishima's ruby eyes and lick the bead of precum that was collecting at the tip. You planned to go slow and tease him like you did with Bakugou but there was a hand on the back of your head. You were pressed all the way down on Kirishima thick length and you gagged when it hit the back of your throat.
"Mmmm~ hah~ be-be careful bro, don't hurt her"
"Don't worry, she likes this"
Bakugou's fingers tangled in your hair as he pushed you against Kirishima. Your eyes watered as the red head's dick went deeper and deeper in your throat. You moan around the cock in your mouth. Kirishima's hips twitched forwards, panting like a dog as he watched your head bob up and down on him.
"Are you 'bout to cum, Kirishima?" Bakugou asked.
"Y-yes" Kirishima moans. Huh, deja vu.
Bakugou pulls you off the other boy's dick with a loud pop. Kirishima groans, hips still bucking towards you, spreading precum on your tear stained cheek. The red head kneels with you and kisses you gently on the lips. Your fingers tangle into Kirishima's red hair as you kiss him back, running your tongue over his sharp teeth. You can feel Bakugou's fingers tracing up and down your spine. There's a pressure against your ass. You don't fully register that it's a finger until Bakugou pushes it in. A shudder runs through your body and Kirishima pulls you closer, reaching down and stroking circles around your neglected clit. You leaned your head back on Bakugou's shoulder, gyrating your hips against Kirishima's hand.
The boy in front of you shifted a bit and then pulled you into his lap, rubbing the head of his dick against your entrance. Kirishima was much more gentle than Bakugou, easing into you slowly, waiting for you to adjust to his larger size. Once he's all the way in you be begins rubbing you again and behind you Bakugou adds another finger. You moan loudly, almost immediately orgasming from all the stimulation. After all the edging Bakugou tortured you with your organism is intense, you're whole body tighting around Kirishima.
"Oh fuck~" Kirishima groans, his hips finally starting to move.
You hear Bakugou shifting around behind you and his fingers slip out of you. The empty feeling was immediately replaced but the head of his cock, stretching you in ways you didn't know you could. It hurt and felt good at the same time. This time Bakugou took his time entering you. The feeling of being filled by both boy's was almost overwhelming. You were already close to your second orgasm when Bakugou began slowly rocking his hips.
"So tight" the blond groaned, nipping at your ear. "Are you going to cum again?"
You didn't answer because you were worried Bakugou you stop again. A hand came down hard on your ass and you yelped.
"Are you going to cum?"'Bakugou repeated the question in your ear.
"Yes~ please let me" you moaned as Kirishima stoked your thighs, you both eyed the blond nervously.
"Good, I am too" he grunted, his thrust becoming erratic.
Kirishima took Bakugou's answer as a sign to speed up. The red head clenched his jaw and pounded into you, his thighs slapping loudly against yours. With a guttural groan you felt Bakugou cum in you, ropes of his seed coating your insides. Your eyes roll back in your skull as another orgasm tears through your body, tightening around Bakugou's sensitive dick, causing him to hiss.
"Fuckfuckfuck" Kirishima breathes, thrusting a couple more times before pulling out and releasing his load, painting your thighs white.
You all stay still for a moment, breathing heavily, then Kirishima carefully slides out from underneath you and goes to the bathroom. He returns with damp hand towels and begins gently cleaning you off. Bakugou pulls out and, although you're embarrassed, Kirishima cleans you there too. The blond doesn't say a word as you and the red head get dressed, he sits back on his bed and pops in headphones back in. It was as if nothing even happened, you stare dumbfounded. Kirishima smiles at you and you follow him out of the room.