Authors note: This is my first fic in over five years and my ONLY lemon so please be gentle. I would love any constructive feedback offered. I will apologize in advance for the grammatical and formatting errors. I did this as a distraction and had little time to edit. I do not currently have a beta but would love one as I am planning on writing more. I don't own anything but my own dirty thoughts. Yes, I know there is literally no plot to this fic. It is purely self indulgent! Happy reading!
Warnings: BDSM themes, slash, just a lot of raunchy shit in general (obviously there is going to be swearing)
Pairings: Baku/Deku, Todo/Deku, Todo/Baku/Deku
Lyrics are from the song "Suffer" by Charlie Puth
Suffer
"Detonate... Detonator
Baby, Oh, You blow my mind."
Green eyes flash upward silently sending a small prayer toward the heavens as rough,
persistent hands pull and grind his hips into a thick growing need. Midoriya had felt nothing like
this before and only thought about such things within the quiet isolation of his dorm room.
Although he was nearly 19 now; he was inexperienced and utterly terrified because this was
Ka-Chan and everything about Ka-Chan tended to scare Izuku, but he was not terrified enough
to not let the other teen continue his harsh teasing. Dekus inexperience was obviously already
anticipated and quite evident to Bakugou. Nerd looked like he was already about to die.
Despite that, the boy with the mint green locks that brushed against his neck every so often
knew exactly what to do to drive the other boy crazy. His hair smelled exactly as it looked... like
sweet mint. In unison both boys jolted as they felt a pool of white hot desire and excitement
deep in the pit of their bellies. Deku wondered what he had done... said? To set the other
boy off in such a way.
Bakugou, Katsuki, the boy who had been nothing but cruel to him since before middle school
now stood before him, panting in his ear. The desperation evident on Ka-Chan's face made
Deku weak in the knees. He had never seen such an expression on the face of his childhood...
whatever they were, friends was the only term Midoriya could provide although they weren't
quite that. This walking talking live grenade whom he inevitably cared for.
Stupid Deku. Bakugou could see on his face that he wasn't getting it. Why was Bakugou
Panting like a bitch in heat? The little tease had been sending Katsuki cute texts and pics all
night like a fucking teenage girl. Katsuki had never once given Deku the impression that he
cared what Deku did in his free time. The smaller boy just wanted to be friends again so badly
and Katsuki was tired of holding back. He was asking for it. He craved the attention. Fucking
whore. Tonight he finally lost all sense and showed up just about waking everyone by barging
into Midoriyas dorm with sparks flicking from his fingertips, Scarlet eyes clouded over with lust.
Deku .got it. They would never be friends. But there was chemistry... a potential
for something... other. When it came to Katsuki, he only wanted one thing from shitty Deku.
He'd dreamt about it too many times to count. Making him moan that sweet way he does and
calling out his name. That's why the small boy with sea foam in his eyes pissed him off so
much. He was gorgeous in this weird "boy next door" kind of way that drove the blonde
bombshell off the wall. The way he completely submitted to Katsuki without a second thought
was exactly what he yearned for. It turned him on in ways he never knew he could be but why
was it given so freely? It infuriated him that he didn't feel like he really deserved the worship
this pretty eyed boy just effortlessly relinquished over to him. The only other person Katsuki
saw Deku look at in that way was All Might himself and that thought only resulted in Katsuki
feeling jealous of All Might... maybe half n half too. Fuck that. He'd make Deku pay for making
him feel inferior.
"I'm just a sucker for a
Cold hearted lover.
You make me suffer.
You make me suffer."
Katsuki sucked hard on Midoriyas pulse point until it drew blood and then moved lower to
create a trail of tell tale bruises down the other boys neck leading all the way down and over
his protruding collar bone. Midoriya cried out at the shock from teeth cutting razor sharp
against the skin of his left shoulder blade but the tent pressing insistingly against his zipper told
Bakugou that this was only adding to Deku's bliss. The boy always was a bit of a fucking
masochist. At that thought Katsukis lips curled into a demonic grin. If this man who's quirk was
indescribable strength got off on the pain, boy, did Bakugou have a real chance to show off
some of his hidden talents. He proceeded to pull the boys legs up over his own hips and push
Deku down into his own bed. Grinding himself into Deku's firm clothed ass.
"So here we go, here we go again
It's like I'm caught under your spell.
Your wearing black, black magic
Baby don't wear nothing else."
"Ka-Chaa uhnn... please!" "That's right, Deku, just keep on fucking begging. I know this is what
you always wanted, little cock slut. You want me to use you just like I do every God damn day,
don't you Deku? Tonight I'm going to show you how you can really make me appreciate you"
He chuckled and pulled up the front of Dekus shirt so that he could burn a hole through it with
A snap and rip it open. He only let the white hot edges drag slightly over the sensitive skin of
Dekus' nipple and leaving the smallest scar over the tip by letting it linger a bit too long. While
Deku groaned at the building burn between his thighs where Bakugous fingertips rested until
they reached to undo his belt and let his hard erection bob free of his boxer briefs. Dekus eyes
widen and cast downward in an abashed cartoonish way just to flick upward and follow the
length of the blondes cock.
Impressive, he thinks as he gulps a breath of air nervously. Bakugou grins feeling thoroughly
pleased with Deku's reaction. 30% fearful, 70% impressed and aroused.
"When I open this door don't you play.
Ain't no other man gonna make you feel the same."
With a mask of relentless determination placed firmly on his face, Deku gently nudges Bakugou
off of him and hoists himself off of the bed and down onto his knees. He looks up and meets
Ka-Chans gaze with a challenge hidden beneath the surface of his eyes. Ka chan accepts with
An intimidating grin before pressing the head of his dick between Dekus lips then suddenly and
carelessly plunging his entire length
down Dekus delicate looking throat causing him to choke slightly but he soon after accepts the fate he tactlessly
wished upon himself in the moment and lets his throat be fucked raw without an objection.
He can't deny it, Bakugou is right. Deku does love being overpowered by someone he trusts
completely. He shamefully craves a struggle. Although, when it comes to Ka-Chan, Deku never
put up too much of a resistance in fear that what he really did want would be snatched away.
Ka-Chan was extremely controlled when he truly needed to be and he absolutely relishes
watching Deku squirm. Dekus' face drops in disappointed agony as he is yanked off of the blondes' dick
when Bakugou stands abruptly and pulls his jeans pack up over his hips and fastens his belt
so fast, Deku feels as though he is suddenly whipped out of a dazed dream. "That's enough for
now, Deku, I want you to fuckin' think about this and nothing else while you make yourself cum over an
Over again like I know you will when I leave." Deku can only release a pitiful needy whine as he watches from the floor when
Ka-Chan walks away and out of the room.
"I hate it when you get your way
Some things don't ever change
You make me suffer baby."
Midoriya follows Bakugous instructions that night and the following morning in class he looks
absolutely wrecked much to the boys' chagrin. A blush dusted over Dekus freckled cheeks
and the pen between his fingers shook as he wrote. He looked freakin uncomfortable. Bakugous eyes connect green and he
knows. Deku had been jerking it all damn night to no avail. The boy needed it. He chuckled
under his breath as he pulled out a pad and pen and began scribbling out a note. He
proceeded to pass it to the tuft of green hair that was now Deku hiding behind the wall of his
arms over his desk shielding himself from the embarrassment bound to rise up his neck and
face all the way to the roots of his hair creating a very nice strawberry vibe to his whole
appearance. Deku reached out and snatched the note in hopes that no one else would see this
display and peered down at it expectantly. In rushed writing the note read "meet me in the
locker room after class. We are going to have a little combat training." Deku gulped visibly and
only managed to pay attention to about half of what Aizawa Sensei was trying to teach during
the rest of class. Bakugou sat back quietly listening with this shit eating evil grin plastered on
his face. Luckily Todoroki took excellent notes per usual and Midoriya was able to borrow them
off of him before he left. Unluckily Todoroki saw the entire scenario between Midoriya and
Bakugou. And felt the need to follow them after class.
"Don't make me suffer."
Midoriya looked distressed and Todoroki rationalized his morbid curiosity by telling himself he
wanted to make sure the small green boy was okay, but underneath that flimsy excuse he
could feel the raw, dirty intrigue he was desperately trying to ignore when it crossed his mind
that maybe there was something more going on between the other two boys. An image flashed
before Shoutos' mind like a pop up on a computer screen and a jolt shot straight to his groin. It was no secret
to most that Shouto was attracted to the smaller boy with sea foam eyes but he was supposed to be a gentleman! There was something else... he felt like he
could see a predatory glimmer in Bakugous' blood thirsty eyes when the blond looked down at Deku. And as he
got closer to the locker room, Todoroki heard fevered murmuring and then a small explosion
that rattled the door. And with the rattling to mask him, Shouto swiftly entered the locker room
unheard. The sight before him stopped him dead in his tracks and lit a fire inside his belly like
no other. Shouto didn't think in his wildest dreams the sight before him would ever play out into
reality but it seemed that today anything was possible. Izuku was bent over one of the sinks
staring at himself in the mirror as he is being brutally fucked from behind by Bakugou who's
hands were slippery with sweat and covering dekus jutting hip bones. Deku had a small smirk
on his face that absolutely insane and masochistic. That look being shot directly at Shouto
from bright green eyes in the corner of said mirror. Shouto definitely didn't recognize that look on Dekus' face. It wasn't unattractive. The
friction from sweaty hands on taught hips would create tiny explosions against Dekus' skin every so often. The angry red marks
were tell tale but Izuku Moaned and rocked with every small pop and crack. Shouto was
Intranced by it and didn't care in the slightest that he had most certainly been found out. He
hurriedly freed his own throbbing erection with a small, weak whine and began pulling at it
mindlessly as he watched.
Todoroki had never fancied himself a Voyuer but this was freaking
unreal and he just couldn't tear his eyes away. He couldn't not watch.
The sensations of pain blended with pleasure was intense and it was all Izuku could do to contain his own feral cries. He
had never done anything like this and he felt so full with Ka-Chan riding him. Eventually he
stopped holding back. He always had loved putting on a show for people. Izuku screamed in
ecstasy, and threw his head back, although Bakugou had never even touched Izukus'
throbbing cock that strained itself every so often from the over stimulation. Bakugou just
slammed him relentlessly and repeatedly until ribbons of cum spilled from Deku and splashed onto the sink
mirror. At the sight of Deku losing it, Katsuki lets out an animalistic groan and releases inside of
him. Cum dripped down Izukus thighs, clearly it had all been a bit too rough for Ka-chans' poor
condom to handle. Shouto was still looking Izuku dead in the eyes as he beat off his dick at a
rapid pace. Bakugou pulled himself out of Deku with a groan and nodded at the duel colored
boy by the door. "Oy Deku, why don't you make yourself useful for once and finish IcyHot over
there off like I know you want to?" Dekus eyes grow wide and he stammers out some reply
about not knowing if Todoroki-Kun would like to be touched in that way but was cut off by
Todorokis loud groan of "Yeeeesss Pleeaaassee, fuck" Deku smiled timidly at that and half limped his
way over to Todoroki. He instinctively dropped to his knees and slipped his lips over Shoutos
impressively long cock. Within a minute of Izuku sucking the everloving life from Todoroki (no
seriously, Todoroki thinks his souls gunna leave his body for a second there) he cums all over
the locker room floor and lets out a sigh of relief.
"Enjoy the show, half n half?" Bakugou quips as he steps out of the shower with a towel slung
Low around his hips and Deku trailing behind him.
"God, yes."
Authors Note: Thanks for reading!
Authors note: This is my first fic in over five years and my ONLY lemon so please be gentle. I would love any constructive feedback offered. I will apologize in advance for the grammatical and formatting errors. I did this as a distraction and had little time to edit. I do not currently have a beta but would love one as I am planning on writing more. I don't own anything but my own dirty thoughts. Yes, I know there is literally no plot to this fic. It is purely self indulgent! Happy reading!
Warnings: BDSM themes, slash, just a lot of raunchy shit in general (obviously there is going to be swearing)
Pairings: Baku/Deku, Todo/Deku, Todo/Baku/Deku
Lyrics are from the song "Suffer" by Charlie Puth
Suffer
"Detonate... Detonator
Baby, Oh, You blow my mind."
Green eyes flash upward silently sending a small prayer toward the heavens as rough,
persistent hands pull and grind his hips into a thick growing need. Midoriya had felt nothing like
this before and only thought about such things within the quiet isolation of his dorm room.
Although he was nearly 19 now; he was inexperienced and utterly terrified because this was
Ka-Chan and everything about Ka-Chan tended to scare Izuku, but he was not terrified enough
to not let the other teen continue his harsh teasing. Dekus inexperience was obviously already
anticipated and quite evident to Bakugou. The nerd looked like he was already about to die.
Despite that, the boy with the mint green locks that brushed against his neck every so often
knew exactly what to do to drive the other boy crazy. His hair smelled exactly as it looked... like
sweet mint. In unison both boys jolted as they felt a pool of white hot desire and excitement
deep in the pit of their bellies. Deku wondered what he had done... said? To set the other
boy off in such a way.
Bakugou, Katsuki, the boy who had been nothing but cruel to him since before middle school
now stood before him, panting in his ear. The desperation evident on Ka-Chan's face made
Deku weak in the knees. He had never seen such an expression on the face of his childhood...
whatever they were, friends was the only term Midoriya could provide although they weren't
quite that. This walking talking live grenade whom he inevitably cared for.
Stupid Deku. Bakugou could see on his face that he wasn't getting it. Why was Bakugou
Panting like a bitch in heat? The little tease had been sending Katsuki cute texts and pics all
night like a fucking teenage girl. Katsuki had never once given Deku the impression that he
cared what Deku did in his free time. The smaller boy just wanted to be friends again so badly
and Katsuki was tired of holding back. He was asking for it. He craved the attention. Fucking
whore. Tonight he finally lost all sense and showed up just about waking everyone by barging
into Midoriyas dorm with sparks flicking from his fingertips, Scarlet eyes clouded over with lust.
Deku .got it. They would never be friends. But there was chemistry... a potential
for something... other. When it came to Katsuki, he only wanted one thing from shitty Deku.
He'd dreamt about it too many times to count. Making him moan that sweet way he does and
calling out his name. That's why the small boy with sea foam in his eyes pissed him off so
much. He was gorgeous in this weird "boy next door" kind of way that drove the blonde
bombshell off the wall. The way he completely submitted to Katsuki without a second thought
was exactly what he yearned for. It turned him on in ways he never knew he could be but why
was it given so freely? It infuriated him that he didn't feel like he really deserved the worship
this pretty eyed boy just effortlessly relinquished over to him. The only other person Katsuki
saw Deku look at in that way was All Might himself and that thought only resulted in Katsuki
feeling jealous of All Might... maybe half n half too. Fuck that. He'd make Deku pay for making
him feel inferior.
"I'm just a sucker for a
Cold hearted lover.
You make me suffer.
You make me suffer."
Katsuki sucked hard on Midoriyas pulse point until it drew blood and then moved lower to
create a trail of tell tale bruises down the other boys neck leading all the way down and over
his protruding collar bone. Midoriya cried out at the shock from teeth cutting razor sharp
against the skin of his left shoulder blade but the tent pressing insistingly against his zipper told
Bakugou that this was only adding to Deku's bliss. The boy always was a bit of a fucking
masochist. At that thought Katsukis lips curled into a demonic grin. If this man who's quirk was
indescribable strength got off on the pain, boy, did Bakugou have a real chance to show off
some of his hidden talents. He proceeded to pull the boys legs up over his own hips and push
Deku down into his own bed. Grinding himself into Deku's firm clothed ass.
"So here we go, here we go again
It's like I'm caught under your spell.
Your wearing black, black magic
Baby don't wear nothing else."
"Ka-Chaa uhnn... please!" "That's right, Deku, just keep on fucking begging. I know this is what
you always wanted, little cock slut. You want me to use you just like I do every God damn day,
don't you Deku? Tonight I'm going to show you how you can really make me appreciate you"
He chuckled and pulled up the front of Dekus shirt so that he could burn a hole through it with
A snap and rip it open. He only let the white hot edges drag slightly over the sensitive skin of
Dekus' nipple and leaving the smallest scar over the tip by letting it linger a bit too long. While
Deku groaned at the building burn between his thighs where Bakugous fingertips rested until
they reached to undo his belt and let his hard erection bob free of his boxer briefs. Dekus eyes
widen and cast downward in an abashed cartoonish way just to flick upward and follow the
length of the blondes cock.
Impressive, he thinks as he gulps a breath of air nervously. Bakugou grins feeling thoroughly
pleased with Deku's reaction. 30% fearful, 70% impressed and aroused.
"When I open this door don't you play.
Ain't no other man gonna make you feel the same."
With a mask of relentless determination placed firmly on his face, Deku gently nudges Bakugou
off of him and hoists himself off of the bed and down onto his knees. He looks up and meets
Ka-Chans gaze with a challenge hidden beneath the surface of his eyes. Ka chan accepts with
An intimidating grin before pressing the head of his dick between Dekus lips then suddenly and carelessly plunging his entire length
down Dekus delicate looking throat causing him to choke slightly but he soon after accepts the fate he tactlessly
wished upon himself in the moment and lets his throat be fucked raw without an objection.
He can't deny it, Bakugou is right. Deku does love being overpowered by someone he trusts
completely. He shamefully craves a struggle. Although, when it comes to Ka-Chan, Deku never
put up too much of a resistance in fear that what he really did want would be snatched away.
Ka-Chan was extremely controlled when he truly needed to be and he absolutely relishes
watching Deku squirm. Dekus' face drops in disappointed agony as he is yanked off of the blondes' dick
when Bakugou stands abruptly and pulls his jeans pack up over his hips and fastens his belt
so fast, Deku feels as though he is suddenly whipped out of a dazed dream. "That's enough for
now, Deku, I want you to fuckin' think about this and nothing else while you make yourself cum over and over
again like I know you will when I leave. Deku can only release a small needy whine as he watches from the floor as
Ka-Chan walks out of the room.
"I hate it when you get your way
Some things don't ever change
You make me suffer baby
I'm just a sucker for a cold hearted lover
You make me suffer"
Midoriya follows Bakugous instructions that night and the following morning in class he looks
absolutely wrecked much to the blondes chagrin. A blush dusted over Dekus freckled cheeks
and the pen between his fingers shook as he wrote. He looked freakin uncomfortable. Bakugous own eyes connect green and he
knows. Deku had been jerking it all damn night to no avail. The boy needed it. He chuckled
under his breath as he pulled out a pad and pen and began scribbling out a note. He
proceeded to pass it to the tuft of green hair that was now Deku hiding behind the wall of his
arms over his desk shielding himself from the embarrassment bound to rise up his neck and
face all the way to the roots of his hair creating a very nice strawberry vibe to his whole
appearance. Deku reached out and snatched the note in hopes that no one else would see this
display and peered down at it expectantly. In rushed writing the note read "meet me in the
locker room after class. We are going to have a little combat training." Deku gulped visibly and
only managed to pay attention to about half of what Aizawa Sensei was trying to teach during
the rest of class. Bakugou sat back quietly listening with this shit eating evil grin plastered on
his face. Luckily Todoroki took excellent notes per usual and Midoriya was able to borrow them
off of him before he left. Unluckily Todoroki saw the entire scenario between Midoriya and
Bakugou. And felt the need to follow them after class.
"Don't make me suffer."
Midoriya looked distressed and Todoroki rationalized his morbid curiosity by telling himself he
wanted to make sure the small green boy was okay, but underneath that flimsy excuse he
could feel the raw, dirty intrigue he was desperately trying to ignore when it crossed his mind
that maybe there was something more going on between the other two boys. An image flashed
before Shoutos' mind like a pop up on a computer screen and a jolt shot straight to his groin. It was no secret
to most that Shouto was attracted to the smaller boy with sea foam eyes but he was supposed to be a gentleman! There was something else... he felt like he
could see a predatory glimmer in Bakugous' blood thirsty eyes when the blond looked down at Deku. And as he
got closer to the locker room, Todoroki heard fevered murmuring and then a small explosion
that rattled the door. And with the rattling to mask him, Shouto swiftly entered the locker room
unheard. The sight before him stopped him dead in his tracks and lit a fire inside his belly like
no other. Shouto didn't think in his wildest dreams the sight before him would ever play out into
reality but it seemed that today anything was possible. Izuku was bent over one of the sinks
staring at himself in the mirror as he is being brutally fucked from behind by Bakugou who's
hands were slippery with sweat and covering dekus jutting hip bones. Deku had a small smirk
on his face that absolutely insane and masochistic. That look being shot directly at Shouto
from bright green eyes in the corner of said mirror. Shouto definitely didn't recognize that look on Dekus' face. It wasn't unattractive. The
friction from sweaty hands on taught hips would create tiny explosions against Dekus' skin every so often. The angry red marks
were tell tale but Izuku Moaned and rocked with every small pop and crack. Shouto was
Intranced by it and didn't care in the slightest that he had most certainly been found out. He
hurriedly freed his own throbbing erection with a small, weak whine and began pulling at it
mindlessly as he watched.
Todoroki had never fancied himself a Voyuer but this was freaking
unreal and he just couldn't tear his eyes away. He couldn't not watch.
The sensations of pain blended with pleasure was intense and it was all Izuku could do to contain his own feral cries. He
had never done anything like this and he felt so full with Ka-Chan riding him. Eventually he
stopped holding back. He always had loved putting on a show for people. Izuku screamed in
ecstasy, and threw his head back, although Bakugou had never even touched Izukus'
throbbing cock that strained itself every so often from the over stimulation. Bakugou just
slammed him relentlessly and repeatedly until ribbons of cum spilled from Deku and splashed onto the sink
mirror. At the sight of Deku losing it, Katsuki lets out an animalistic groan and releases inside of
him. Cum dripped down Izukus thighs, clearly it had all been a bit too rough for Ka-chans' poor
condom to handle. Shouto was still looking Izuku dead in the eyes as he beat off his dick at a
rapid pace. Bakugou pulled himself out of Deku with a groan and nodded at the duel colored
boy by the door. "Oy Deku, why don't you make yourself useful for once and finish IcyHot over
there off like I know you want to?" Dekus eyes grow wide and he stammers out some reply
about not knowing if Todoroki-Kun would like to be touched in that way but was cut off by
Todorokis loud groan of "Yeeeesss Pleeaaassee, fuck" Deku smiled timidly at that and half limped his
way over to Todoroki. He instinctively dropped to his knees and slipped his lips over Shoutos
impressively long cock. Within a minute of Izuku sucking the everloving life from Todoroki (no
seriously, Todoroki thinks his souls gunna leave his body for a second there) he cums all over
the locker room floor and lets out a sigh of relief.
"Enjoy the show, half n half?" Bakugou quips as he steps out of the shower with a towel slung
Low around his hips and Deku trailing behind him.
"God, yes."
Authors Note: Thanks for reading