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The doorbell rings and Bakugou Katsuki seriously considers not getting up from the couch. It’s his fucking night off, he’s enjoying his comic book and he doesn’t want to deal with dumb children asking for candy.
That’s a fucking moronic tradition anyway. What kind of shitty parents just let their hell spawns run around the neighborhood knocking on doors of strangers asking for treats? Isn’t that exactly what they teach kids not to do on any other day of the year? So why in the day famous for celebrating creepy things it’s acceptable? One would think the parents would be even more concerned about the safety of their brats during the festival of the dead.
A second ring on the doorbell makes Bakugou grunt. ‘Give up, kid. Go to the next house, the old bitch will love to pretend to care about the depressing costumes your mom sewed for you in the last minute.’
And then the kid will complain that no one opened the door in his house; and the damn hag will talk to Kirishima about it and casually remind the redhead that the Neighborhood Council agreed that every house should be available for candy-distribution on Halloween or should have put in a warning fifteen days beforehand; and his friend would freak out about them getting a fine from the Neighborhood Council; and then Katsuki would have to commit mass murder to reclaim his sanity. Thirty-five is too young to get life without parole, and Bakugou doesn’t think he’ll enjoy prison food.
Besides, he can even hear the damn speech Shitty Hair will make ‘we’re the superheroes of this district, bro! We can’t let the kids down! They look up to us! ’. It makes Katsuki feel like rolling his eyes until he can see his own brain; they’re firefighters and his idiotic friend makes it sound like they run around with their underwear over spandex tights.
At the third ring, Katsuki decides this kid is a fucking pain in the ass and will certainly make a huge shitshow about not having the door opened for them. He can’t fucking deal with that, so he gets up from the couch and grabs his ‘costume’ — some dirty pink bunny ears Kirishima’s girlfriend used last Easter and his friend shoved on his hand together with a bowl of fun-sized popular brand candies (Bakugou doesn’t think there’s anything fun about tiny candy, but he actually can’t find the fun in Halloween as a whole).
He drags his feet to the door and opens it with a scowl deep enough to make any kid believe he’s part of the haunted house exhibition.
“Good evening! Charity trick or treat!” An excited and way deeper voice than Katsuki was expecting tells him.
It was not a kid on the other side of the door, but a young-looking twink. The guy must be in his early twenties, he has bright green eyes, lots of freckles and a tight body clad in a very stupid looking costume. He’s wearing ripped shorts, a ripped white shirt, a red leather collar that matches his red sneakers and some fluffy dog ears on top of his even-fluffier curly green hair. Katsuki is instantly interested.
“Ain’t you too fucking old for this bullshit?” Katsuki asks cocking an eyebrow at the young man.
The twink chuckles awkwardly, “I am, but it’s not for me!” He shows to Katsuki a plastic pumpkin that says Musutafu’s Child Care Organization. “My name is Izuku! I’m a volunteer at the local Child Care NGO! We’re knocking on doors to educate people about the Organization and the work it does with orphan and at-risk children in the community!”
The twink — Deku (?) is the name he said, Katsuki thinks. Honestly, the firefighter wasn’t paying attention because the way the young man bounced on his heels while talking made the fake dog ears on his head shake in a cute way and Bakugou wants to see how much moving it would take to get the ears to completely fall off. Anyway, Deku shoves a pamphlet with information about the NGO in Katsuki’s hands before the older man has a chance to protest.
“Tonight I’m here to answer any questions you might have about our Organization and take any donations you’re willing to make!” Deku finishes his speech with a brilliant smile.
Bakugou considers the young man for a while, letting his eyes wander through the twink’s body. Deku has a toned form, tiny waist, nice strong calves that go together with his thin but well-defined arms. He’s fucking hot and the collar is doing things to Katsuki. The bubbly ‘I’ll save the world!’ personality is also cute, the whole package is making Bakugou want to wreck him in the best way.
“And how will I know you’re not here to scam me?” He asks leaning over the door with his arms crossed to show his bulging biceps.
He may be much older than the young man at his door, but Bakugou knows he looks good. He’s wearing a dark grey tank top of his battalion and some black sweatpants; his usual stay-at-home clothes that showcase his hard-earned muscles very well. Katsuki is used to delivery guys stuttering at the sight of him and neighborhood moms checking his ass as he jogs in the mornings.
“Sc-scam? Musutafu’s Child Care Organization is not a scam! It’s a very serious organization!” Deku protests with a cute pout.
“I know, I’ve heard of them. I asked how will I know you aren’t here to scam me.”
Truth is Bakugou knows there’s no way Deku is a scammer. He has the most honest eyes Katsuki has ever seen and looks exactly like the kind of sucker who would trade a good night of college drinking parties to knock on people’s doors asking money for orphans. But the blond wants to see how far he can take this conversation.
“I’m not a scammer!” Deku pleads, eyebrows frowned in worry. “I have an ID and the official pumpkin!”
Deku pulls a lanyard from inside his shirt that has a photo of him and the identification ‘Midoriya Izuku - volunteer’, and raises the plastic pumpkin to Katsuki’s eye level.
“Anyone could have these two made to scam people in such an important night for the community.” It takes a lot for Katsuki to say this sentence without rolling his eyes to himself.
“I can answer any question you may have to prove I’m an actual volunteer at the Organization!” Deku says with certainty, his pretty pink lips set a determined line.
“Would you come in to talk about this shit?” Bakugou indicates the house with his head, his eyes never leaving the man’s face.
“Sure!” The man answers excitedly and marches on inside the house.
Katsuki has to bite back his ‘cat who ate the canary’ smile. Who would expect that he’d be the one getting treats tonight?
The firefighter follows the young man, checking out his sexy bubble butt on the way to the living room.
“Take a seat,” Bakugou says indicating the big couch in the middle of the room where he was laying down just minutes before, reading his comic book.
Deku sits on the corner of the couch and Katsuki sits in the middle of it. He wants to be close enough to go for the kill, but he doesn’t want to freak Deku out before the man is comfortable with all the unspeakable things Katsuki wants to do with him.
“How can I relieve your worries, ah- sir?” Deku says the last word as if he’s doubtful if that’s what he should call Bakugou.
“Katsuki,” he says looking deep into those beautiful green eyes.
Deku licks his lips and swallows nervously before stuttering softly “Kat-Katsuki.”
“Well, you can start by telling me more about yourself.” Bakugou knows he’s sounding like a cheap porno actor at this point, but Deku is getting nervous in such a delectable way that he can’t stop.
“As I said, my name is Midoriya Izuku, I’m twenty-three years old. I study Journalism at Yuuei University and I work at the campus’ bookshop.” Deku explains; he seems jittery now under Katsuki’s gaze.
“College student, hm? And there weren’t any good parties on campus for Halloween?”
“I suppose there were?” He answers with nervous laughter. “I don’t really know, I don’t pay much attention to this type of thing.”
“Too busy saving the children then?” There’s a mocking tone on Katsuki’s voice but Izuku doesn’t seem to notice.
“Yes! I love working with the children!” He says with a big, earnest smile. “I’ve been a volunteer on the Organization for five years now!”
Bakugou cocks an eyebrow skeptically, “are you telling me the truth? Because I’ve met volunteers from this organization and I’d remember if I had seen you before.”
“I am telling the truth!” Izuku says, his big eyes filling with worry. “It’s a big organization! If you tell me where you met the volunteers, I can find out why I wasn’t involved!”
Katsuki has a half-smirk on his face as he proudly indicates the symbol of his battalion on his tank top.
“Oh! You’re a firefighter!” Izuku’s expression morphs in surprise at the realization. “Of course! That explains your-...” Izuku’s eyes trail over Katsuki’s biceps and the blond smirks even cockier. “Ahn- explains how you met the volunteers! The kids have an excursion on the fire station every year, right?”
“Exactly,” Bakugou nods.
“Well, that explains it! Only kids older than ten go in this outing, I work with the younger kids,” the student explains with a happy smile on his face. “But it’s so cool that you’re one of the firefighters the kids meet! They always come back so excited from the day at the station!”
Bakugou thinks about responding, but apparently he did something to make Deku comfortable because now he doesn’t seem to shut up.
“I’ve always felt a little bummed that the younger kids can’t go on the excursion! They’d love to go as well, you know? It sounds like such a fun time! I’m sure Eri and Kouta would love to go. You haven’t met them, right? They’re great kids! I’ve been working with them for years! It’s almost like they are my younger siblings! We always read superhero comics together, and firefighters are real-life superheroes! They’d love to meet you! Have you ever thought about coming down to the Organization someday and-”
Deku is freaking adorable mumbling away, but he’s starting to give Katsuki a headache and the blond has better plans for this night — so he interrupts the young man by placing a finger in front of his lips. Izuku stops talking instantly and looks startled to Bakugou as a pretty red blush takes hold of his cheeks.
“Slower, Deku. I could barely understand what you’re saying.”
“So-sorry, I-I just got e-excited,” he stutters getting self-conscious again.
“I’ve got an idea, why don’t you tell me more about your kids to help me make up my mind about dropping by to meet them,” Katsuki tempts him.
“That would be great, Katsuki!” Izuku answers smiling.
It’s like taking candy from a child, it’s just too easy making this boy be happy. Or maybe the expression should be ‘giving candy’ to a child in this case? Well, whatever — Katsuki just remembered about something better than candy that he can offer to help Deku relax.
“But first, would you like a beer? I’m gonna get one,” he says getting up from the couch.
“I-I probably shouldn’t… I need to knock on more houses later, you know.”
Not if Bakugou has anything to say about it. As far as Katsuki is concerned, Deku is staying for breakfast.
“I don’t think one bottle will make much of a difference, but suit yourself,” Katsuki says walking away to the kitchen.
“Yeah… you’re right, maybe just one,” Izuku says from the couch and Katsuki chuckles.
He grabs two longnecks, opens them and goes back to entertain his guest — but he finds Deku very entertained already.
“Katsuki! You read All Might!” He says in an overly-excited way. “I’ve read this one already! It’s so great! Mount Lady’s fight has some great panels! Have you read the Lemillion spin-off? I was a little skeptical, but Suneater really makes the whole story shine!”
“No, I haven’t read the fucking spin-off yet. I’m about the originals, nerd. Don’t have time for this modern style bullshit.” Bakugou says sitting back down on the couch (closer this time) and offering one of the bottles to Izuku.
Izuku giggles before taking a sip and then he looks away trying and failing to hide his laughter.
“What?” Katsuki snarls.
“I’ve never seen a bunny with a potty mouth,” Izuku says with an amused smile.
Bakugou almost forgot he had the bunny ears at this point and touches them absent-mindedly.
“And what are you supposed to be? A terrier?” He teases the young man.
“I’m a werewolf!” Izuku protests touching his own fluffy ears.
Bakugou snorts, “yeah, right. You’re too freaking cute to be a werewolf.”
Izuku looks at him with an indignant expression, “and- and you’re too ripped to be a bunny!”
“Oh, you think I’m ripped?” Katsuki smirks to him and raises an arm near Izuku’s face to flex his swollen biceps. “Do you like that?”
“It-it’s pr-pretty i-i-impressive,” Izuku stutters while attentively watching Bakugou’s muscles tighten. “Can I-?”
The young man bites his lips before finishing the question, clearly second-guessing where he was taking this conversation. But, for Katsuki, there was nothing to think over.
“Can you touch it? Sure.”
Izuku raises his small hand and trails the tip of his fingers over the hard swell of Katsuki’s biceps. The touch is soft and brings shivers to his skin. Deku looks entranced by the way the little hairs on Bakugou’s arm raise and gets even closer to look better.
He lets his hand roam Bakugou’s arm. Firstly, he goes up to the shoulder, his whole hand touching down and still being too small to reach the whole expense of Katsuki’s muscles; then he runs his hand down over the biceps, through the soft skin of the elbow crease, feeling the strength of Katsuki’s forearm, the tense tendons on the wrist and stops when his hand reaches the firefighter's hands. The size difference is fascinating, Izuku’s whole hand fits on Katsuki’s open palm.
During Izuku’s exploration, Katsuki stands as still as he can. He lets the young man examine his muscles, Izuku’s delicate touches set his skin on fire. It feels too good for such innocent contact, and the look of concentration in Deku’s face is fascinating. The young man must be one of the most beautiful people Bakugou has ever seen.
None of them pull their hands away. Katsuki adores the feeling of the small delicate hand in his, and Izuku still looks transfixed. Bakugou doesn’t remember ever feeling like such a mess from someone touching his arm, but here he is with a half-chub on his pants that won’t let him lie — this was one of the most erotic experiences of his life.
“Can I touch you now?” Katsuki’s voice comes out like gravel.
Izuku raises his big eyes startled to look into Katsuki’s. For a second there, Bakugou is afraid the student will pull away but then Deku whispers a breathless “yes”. That’s all Katsuki needs to lay the beer bottle that was still on his other hand on the floor, take Izuku’s bottle and put it down too and, finally, touch the young man’s face and bring him closer to a kiss.
This time there’s no second guesses on Izuku’s part, the student kisses him right back. Their tongues clash eagerly. There’s no room for a tentative chaste kiss between the desire sparkled on both of them. Their lips meet hungrily and messy, a groan erupts from Katsuki’s throat at the delicious feeling.
Bakugou pulls on the student’s neck to get him closer, but they still haven’t let go of their joined hands which makes the movement clumsy. Finally, Izuku lets go in favor of hugging his neck and scooching closer until their thighs are touching; Katsuki takes the chance to hold onto Deku’s waist.
Every pull and tug brings them closer together, a magnetic force that they can’t fight off. Katsuki isn’t satisfied until he gets the student to climb onto his lap. Deku is heavier than he expected, and that’s all very welcome — Bakugou can’t think of anything hotter than the weight of a body on top of him.
And Deku looks very glad in their new position. He threads his fingers through the blond’s hair, harshly messing up the bunny ears and eliciting soft sighs off Katsuki. When the student pulls back slightly with Bakugou’s lower lip between his teeth, the firefighter can’t help but chuckle.
“Love to see such a dedicated volunteer,” he teases. “All my worries vanished.”
“Does that mean I should leave?” Deku teases back with a wicked little smirk.
Katsuki roughly grabs his ass with his two hands, “no, it means you’re off the clock now. No worries about the time to leave.”
“Good, because what I want to do with you isn’t appropriate for children,” Izuku says huskily before kissing Bakugou again and rolling his ass on Katsuki’s lap.
“Shit,” he grunts bucking his hips up.
The little vixen isn't playing around so Katsuki won’t either. He kisses a trail down through Izuku’s jaw until he reaches the red collar. He sticks his tongue out and licks a fat path on the edge of the student's neck and the leather. When he hears Izuku’s breath hitching in pleasure, Bakugou bites down on his neck, making the student cry out loudly.
Bakugou fucking likes having this cute little thing wearing a collar and sitting on his lap. He nips, sucks and bites the leather and Izuku’s skin as his hands wander up the student’s back under his shirt. The young man moans and shivers under his touch, completely at Katsuki’s will.
“Gonna eat you up, puppy,” Katsuki grunts near his ear.
“Yes, please,” comes the breathless answer.
“Fuck yeah,” Bakugou says before harshly pulling the man’s ripped t-shirt off. It’s a miracle that the dog ears don’t jump off.
He wastes no time before attacking the expansion of pretty freckled-covered skin. Deku’s body isn’t as skinny as his baggy clothes made it seem, he’s small but toned and Katsuki is loving it. He kisses and nibbles the student’s chest and Izuku arches his body towards him.
“Fucking beautiful, Deku,” he whispers breathlessly before latching on one of the student’s pretty nipples.
“Kats-chaa!” Izuku cries, making Bakugou chuckle.
“What was that?” He teases.
“Kats-hum” Izuku tries again but this time Katsuki gives a soft bite on the nipple on the exact moment the student would say his name.
“Wanna try that again?” Bakugou knows that’s villainous of him, but it’s too much fun to bully the pretty thing.
“Kats-aahn!” This Katsuki licks and blows on the abused nipple and can’t help but laugh at the moans he strings off Deku. “You’re being mean!” The student whines.
“Am I?” Katsuki asks with fake concern. “But I thought you were having fun.”
“You’re the one having fun teasing me, Kacchan,” Izuku looks at him, pouting cutely.
“The fuck is a ‘Kacchan’?” He asks, raising his head to stare into the beautiful green gems.
“You’re Kacchan. Your name is too difficult, and you’re already calling me a nickname. So now, you’re Kacchan.” Izuku explains, clearly pleased with himself.
“Alright, I can be Kacchan if I can keep abusing you,” Katsuki says smiling predatorily to the young man.
“I didn’t know bunny could be bullies,” Izuku says running his hand over Bakugou’s hair to poke at the bunny ears tiara.
“I’m a fucking mean bunny,” Katsuki smirks before latching on Deku’s other nipple.
“Ah!” Izuku screams loudly and rolls his hips, bringing delicious friction to their crotches.
The student is very hard and that knowledge makes Katsuki grunt. He wants to see and taste Deku, devour him whole. So Katsuki twists his body and shoves Izuku down on the couch before laying on top of the young man and kissing the living shit out of him.
Katsuki kisses Deku ravenously, hungry and thirsty for the student. Izuku kisses him back just as eagerly, and hugs Bakugou with his legs, pulling them impossibly closer. They rut against each like they truly are wild animals.
Izuku scratches Katsuki’s back and bites on his lips. The young man is savage and Katsuki loves this discovery, nothing worse than when someone is hot as shit but just lays there, expecting Bakugou to get hard over someone who acts like a sex doll. Not to kink shame, but Katsuki likes when his partner gives it to him as good as they get, make him work for it a bit.
The firefighter’s hand wander over Izuku’s legs, starting from his calves all the way to the middle of his thigh. And what fucking thighs, Deku is thick and strong. Katsuki’s hand just greedily grabs any amount of skin he can reach, but the student’s shorts are starting to get in the way. So Bakugou decides it’s time for the shorts to go.
He raises his chest to sit back on his heels, but Izuku tries following him to keep biting and kissing. Katsuki pushes him back to the couch “down, puppy. Don’t make me need to tie you.”
Bakugou didn’t expect much from his tease, he certainly didn’t expect the full-body shiver coming over Izuku. Shit, this kid is too hot for his own good; Katsuki needs him now. He opens the stupid shorts and pulls them off together with the underwear in one go. Izuku doesn’t miss a beat, he raises his hips to help Bakugou out, showing he isn’t second-guessing any of this whatsoever.
In seconds, Deku is naked on the couch; only the fake ears, the collar and Katsuki’s hungry gaze on his body. Even the student’s damn cock is pretty and Bakugou salivates looking at it. It’s a nice pink color and big enough to make the firefighter struggle a bit to get everything down his throat.
“Damn, puppy, you’re fucking gorgeous,” Bakugou says in wonder as he kneels between those beautiful legs and lets his hands run up and down the student’s thighs.
However, as Katsuki starts kissing and nibbling Deku’s inner thighs the young man makes some sweet little noises, the doorbell rings. Katsuki grunts against Izuku’s skin and prays whoever is there will go away. Fucking shitty damn stupid holiday.
The heavens don’t hear Katsuki plead and the doorbell rings again, this time accompanied by a choir of kids yelling “TRICK OR TREATS!”.
“Fucking-” Katsuki grunts and Deku laughs amused at his distress as if he himself wasn’t dripping precum on his belly.
“I don’t think they’ll leave,” the student says cocking an eyebrow.
“Just one fucking second, don’t you dare move,” Bakugou warns before scattering away as fast as he can.
He grabs the bowl of candy and runs to the door, opening it in a harsh and aggressive movement. “Here’s your fucking candy!” He yells before putting the bowl on the floor and slamming the door closed.
Running inside the house, Bakugou has the presence of mind to quickly go to his room and grab lube and condoms before going back to the living room. When he finally arrives at the couch, Izuku is still laughing.
“The fuck are you finding so funny?” Bakugou asks, going back to his position between the young man’s legs.
“Eager much, bunny?” Deku teases him looking very entertained by their situation.
“I’m gonna put this cheeky little mouth of yours to better use pretty soon, puppy,” Katsuki says before licking a fat strip from the taint to the tip of the student’s cock. He gets very happy when he hears Deku’s breath hitching. “That’s more like it,” he whispers pleased before swallowing down Izuku’s dick.
Izuku’s chest arches and he cries loudly as his cock slams the back of Katsuki’s throat. The firefighter would have chuckled if he didn’t have a mouthful of dick. He slurps and licks, taking the sweetest sounds off his young lover. Deku is so responsive that it’s addictive to Bakugou.
While he has the student distracted, Katsuki lubes up two fingers and starts to lightly tease his puckered hole. However, instead of tensing up like Bakugou expected him to do, Izuku opens his legs even wider and moans loudly. That encourages Katsuki to dive in and start fingering the young man.
The student works his hips against the firefighter’s fingers in the most delicious way. It doesn’t take long until Katsuki is two fingers in and brushing against Deku’s prostate. Izuku cries and trembles for him, making Bakugou want to see him wrecked. Deku is young enough to be able to go twice in one night without any problems, so Katsuki doubles his efforts sucking on his cock.
He goes all the way down until his nose brushes the coarse hair of Izuku’s navel and abuses the prostate mercilessly. Katsuki wants to feel Izuku coming down his throat and, by the way the young man’s legs shake, it won’t be long now.
“Ka-ah! I’m close! I’m gonna-” Deku warns him as if Bakugou couldn’t tell that the young man was falling apart for him. This only makes him suck harsher on the tip and press his fingers roughly against the prostate until he feels his mouth filling up with the warm cum and hears Izuku crying loudly.
Bakugou gives a couple of extra licks after Deku’s cock stops spilling his seed and pulls his fingers off with a lewd squishing sound.
“Fucking delicious, puppy,” he says licking his lips and cleaning his chin with the back of his hand.
“Are you done or are you going to take these clothes off and fuck me properly now?” Deku asks with a wicked smile, keeping his legs wide open for Bakugou to see his cute little hole clenching on nothing.
It takes less than ten seconds until Katsuki is naked and rolling the condom down his achingly hard cock. He positions himself on top of the young man and Izuku wraps his legs around his waist.
“Ain’t you all bark and no bite?” Bakugou teases and the student smirks to him.
“I can bite if you want,” then proceeds to prove that by biting Katsuki’s lower lip.
Katsuki devours the student’s mouth after that. This cheeky sexy idiot is driving him crazy and the only thing Bakugou can think to put the brat in place is sinking his cock deep inside Deku’s ass to fuck him stupid. And that’s exactly what he does.
The student is freaking tight around him and Katsuki grunts loudly as he bottoms out. Izuku isn’t faring much better by the way he cries and grabs onto the strong muscles of the firefighter’s back. Bakugou takes a second, standing still to let both of them get used to the sensations before he starts moving.
“Damn tight, puppy,” he moans.
“You’re the one who’s too big,” Izuku answers with a wrecked voice.
A little moan spills from the student’s lips every time Katsuki’s cock hits home and touches his prostate. As Bakugou keeps a steady pace, it almost sounds like little hiccups.
“You don’t seem to be complaining about my size though,” he teases the young man.
“Hell no,” Izuku agrees. “Give me everything, Kacchan.”
The demanding tone in Izuku’s voice is enough to snap any ounce of self-control Katsuki still had. He grabs into Izuku’s ass as leverage and pounds into the young man. Deku’s legs go right up until they’re upheld in Bakugou’s biceps, the student is almost folded in half taking Katsuki’s cock as deep as he can.
The tight heat of Izuku’s asshole is just as addictive as the little sounds the young man makes. Katsuki gets completely lost in the feeling, his brain focusing only on the pleasure he’s feeling. What takes him out of this trance is the feeling of Izuku slapping his forearm softly.
He instantly slows down thinking he was hurting the man, but when he does Izuku cries loudly.
“No! Please! More! Don’t stop!” And tries grabbing on Katsuki’s arm but the pleasure is so much for Izuku that his hand barely obeys him which ends up feeling like light slaps.
Well, it looks like Bakugou actually managed to fuck Deku’s brains out.
“No, no,” Katsuki says teasingly. “Too soon for you to cum again, puppy. I’m still not done with you.”
Izuku cries again when Katsuki pulls out, and the bully in his heart loves the sound of the student whining and whimpering for him. But that’ll have to be analyzed on a later date, right now Bakugou needs to fuck Izuku just as much as the student needs to get fucked.
The firefighter effortlessly flips Izuku on his belly and gets the young man on his knees, presenting his gorgeous bubble butt to him. He gives a light slap on that pretty ass just to see it wiggle before grabbing onto Izuku’s waist and thrusting deep in again.
The new position gives Bakugou more freedom of movement to pound into Deku faster and harsher. Izuku whines cutely and arches his back, offering his asshole even more for the older man. Bakugou loses his mind for a while just watching his cock disappear in the pink hole; it’s the lewdest sight he’s ever seen.
“Such a cute little puppy,” Katsuki grunts with his lips in the middle of Izuku’s shoulder blades. “Presenting your hole to me like a good boy. I should reward you for being such a perfect pet.”
“Ka-ah-cchan!” Izuku cries mindlessly.
Even though he came not long ago, the young man looks and sounds like he’s on the verge of orgasming again. Bakugou pulls Izuku up against his chest, one arm coming from beneath the student’s armpit until he can pull the collar and his other hand starts tugging on Deku’s cock.
Katsuki bites Deku’s neck and his teeth meet soft skin and rough leather. His movements are erratic but he keeps fucking Izuku’s prostate as he jerks the young man off. They’re both near the edge, but Bakugou refuses to tip over first. He needs to feel Deku cumming with his dick buried in his ass.
“Cum for me, puppy,” he grunts with a broken voice. “Cum on my cock.”
These words summed with the myriad of sensations he’s receiving make Izuku shake on Katsuki’s arms as he cums with a loud cry. Feeling Deku’s asshole clench around his dick, Katsuki comes as well, riding out his orgasm for as long as he can before collapsing with Izuku on the couch.
It takes a moment for Bakugou to get his breathing and his heart rate under control. He hasn’t had such a wild fuck since… Well, he can’t even remember. Maybe ever? He honestly can’t think of any sexual partner as hot and delicious as the little vixen that is underneath him right now.
They both wince when Katsuki pulls out. He takes the condom out, ties it and leaves it on the floor to be dealt with later; right now he isn’t really feeling the need to tidy his living room. Izuku rolls over until they are both cuddling on the couch, also not something Katsuki is used to doing but he’s feeling way too good to think about that now.
“I don’t think you invited me in to debate your doubts about the Children’s NGO,” Izuku mumbles against his chest and Bakugou chuckles.
“What tipped you off, nerd? Me sucking your cock or the fact I didn’t pull out my wallet?” Bakugou asks amused.
“Well, if you had pulled out your wallet after sucking me off I’d have broken your nose,” the young man answers pouting and Katsuki can’t help but laugh.
“You really are a little savage nerd, aren’t you? Don’t worry, I wasn’t under the impression this was a paid experience.”
“I didn’t say that,” Izuku says with a wicked smile. “I don’t take money, but there are other ways you can pay me for my time.”
His hand runs up and down the swell of Katsuki’s biceps, and Bakugou can’t help looking astounded to the young man.
“What? Again?” He asks in disbelief. “You already came twice!”
“I’m still horny, Kacchan,” Izuku pouts cutely. “And you’re too hot and sexy, I can’t resist.”
“Damn, nerd,” Katsuki wheezes. “Give me a minute, will you? I’m not fucking twenty anymore.”
Deku giggles and climbs on top of Katsuki, hovering over him.
“Oh, Kacchan, you look more than healthy enough,” he says with a predatory smile while one lean finger traces patterns on Katsuki’s pecs. “Besides… you’re an All Might fan like me… so Plus Ultra, hm?”
Bakugou watches speechless as Izuku slips down from the couch until he’s kneeling next to Katsuki’s groin and starts lightly kissing his cock back into life. For a second there Katsuki was afraid his dick would refuse the continuous abuse, but he’s wrong — his cock is more than happy to start inflating again under the soft and delicious touches of the student.
Izuku almost lovingly kisses and licks his dick making Bakugou shiver in pleasure, but what really gets him going is seeing the head of his cock disappearing around the soft red lips of the young man. The green gems of Deku’s eyes look straight to Katsuki as Izuku bobs his head down until the blond’s whole dick is in his mouth.
“Shit, puppy,” he grunts petting Izuku’s soft curls, the stupid dog ears somehow still in place. “You’re a goddamn pro at this.”
The student seems to like the praises because he closes his eyes and focuses solely on pleasuring Bakugou with his mouth. Izuku even moans around Katsuki’s dick, it’s maddening and the firefighter allows some needy noises to spill from his lips as well.
Izuku’s hands rub Bakugou’s thighs as they go up until he’s massaging the blond’s balls on his hand. Katsuki’s eyes roll in his sockets at the incredible sensations. He doesn’t put any fight, just allows the young man to do with him as he pleases; that seems to be working well enough until Izuku pulls out with a lewd pop.
Katsuki opens his eyes and sees the student smirking at him, “see? It seems ready for a new round.” Izuku gives a little lick on the tip making Bakugou’s cock twitch.
Before Bakugou has a chance of arguing with that (not that he would anyway), Izuku is rolling a new condom on his dick and smears some lube into it.
“Sit up,” Deku commands and Katsuki just obeys, still stunned with the young man’s inner power.
When Bakugou is in the position he wants, Izuku climbs on his lap and sits down on Katsuki’s cock with a needy moan.
“Nice, bunny,” Izuku says breathlessly. “Now let me ride you.”
There is no way in hell that Katsuki would ever say no to that. He grabs Izuku’s thighs just to feel the strong muscles ripping as the student jumps up and down on his cock. Deku also grabs onto Bakugou’s blond locks and tilts his head forcefully for a messy, dirty kiss.
Everything about their sex is dirty. Both men are still soiled with Izuku’s cum and sweat from their previous activities, but that only serves to spark even more desire between them.
If in their first round Katsuki led the show; now the control is completely in Izuku’s hands. The young man speeds up and slows down the pacing at his will, taking every ounce of pleasure he could from the firefighter. Bakugou just whimpers and cries for Izuku, grabbing onto his thighs until he is sure the mark of his fingers will stay there for the next few days.
In the third round, Katsuki takes control back. He puts the young man on his lap again but in reverse position so he can have free access to the young man’s nipples and cock. He milks Izuku for all he’s worth until the young man is shaking wildly in his hold.
After the fourth time, things begin getting hazy. Katsuki can’t really remember how many positions they did it, how many condoms they used and how many times they came. He’s sure he managed to get one dry orgasm out of the cheeky little vixen, and he can’t help but feel pretty smug about that now that they are spent, cuddling on the couch.
Bakugou can’t really sleep, he’s too wired from the fuck festival this night had become but too tired to be fully awake either. He slips in and out of conscience, caressing Deku’s back as the student sleeps soundly on his chest.
They’re naked as the day they were born; cum, sweat, spit, and tears clinging to their bodies. Katsuki knows he should be grossed out but, apparently, no amount of disgust survives the fifth orgasm in one night. The floor is littered with condoms and their wraps, and Bakugou knows he needs to get up and clean a little before Kirishima comes back from his shift.
However, fatigue finally wins over and Katsuki falls asleep before he manages to do anything about the unbecoming state he, Deku and the living room are. He wakes up startled with the sound of Kirishima entering the house and greeting him from the hallway.
“I’m home! Good morning, Bakubro!” The cheery redhead quickly makes his way into the living room as Katsuki and Izuku jump to consciousness in silent panic. “So how was your night? Did the kiii-”
Kirishima’s eyes get huge in realization as he sees the two very naked men on the couch.
“I’m- I’m-” Izuku tries talking but gives up quickly in favor of finding his clothes.
He fishes his clothes as fast as lightning, Katsuki’s honestly impressed with how quick the young man can be after their straining activities.
“I’m sorry!” Kirishima turns his back to the couch to give them some semblance of privacy while Izuku puts his clothes on as fast as humanly possible. Katsuki also begins looking around for his sweats, but he’s so lethargic and dazed he barely manages to pick his pants from the floor before Izuku is already dressed.
“I’m- ahn- just leaving,” the student says awkwardly as he turns around and bolts away.
“What? Deku!” Katsuki calls and gets up to go after the young man, but Izuku is already on the street and doesn’t hear him.
Bakugou goes until the front door hoping to get the young man back to no avail. There’s no hair or hide of Deku on the street, and a frosty wind in his lower half reminds Katsuki he’s still naked.
“Shit,” he curses, getting back to the living room.
“Ahn- I suppose you had a relaxing night in as you were hoping?” Kirishima asks teasingly.
Katsuki rolls his eyes and runs his hand in his head frustrated. Fucking Deku gave him the best night of sex of his freaking life and then runs away without even leaving his damn phone number! What the hell? Damn younglings, that’s just fucking rude!
Frustration grows in Bakugou as he tries to remember if Deku even gave him a full name; he probably had but Katsuki was too horny to pay attention to that shit. And damn Shitty Hair! Couldn’t he get in the house with a little less ruckus? Did he have to scare Deku away?
When Bakugou turns around to give his housemate a piece of his mind, he sees a tacky orange pumpkin dropped on the floor of the room among used condoms and beer bottles. He picks up the plastic monstrosity with a smirk.
“Hey, Shitty Hair. Want to pass by that orphanage you like this week?”
“Bro, please, put some clothes on.”