Author's Notes: So, I have no idea when I wrote this.
I was playing online DnD when I needed to get a notebook to well, take notes in. And the notebook I got already had writing in it. I was confused, I didn't remember writing anything in that particular notebook so I skimmed through it.
While on a video call with the 4 guys I play DnD with.
It was an experience.
Once our session was done I decided to type this bad boy up and share it all you wonderful people. Also the first smut I've put online so hopefully it isn't trash.
So yeah. Hope you enjoy.
In Yaoyorozu Momo's dorm, the girl in question was in the middle of a phone call.
A phone call that would lead to an event that would change Bakugou Katsuki's life.
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"Hey dude! Did you hear about the party Yaomomo's throwing?" Kirishima exclaimed as he walked into his best friend's dorm room, not that the boy in question would ever acknowledge that fact.
"Hah?" Bakugou snarled, turning from that night's homework to face the red head.
"Yaomomo's party! You're going right? We even have Aizawa sensei's permission to leave school grounds." Kirishima said, sitting himself down on the blonde's bed.
"Why the hell would I want to go to something like that?" Bakugou growled, pushing up the reading glasses that were sitting on his nose bridge.
"Well, it's a pool party! Yaomomo's mom had a new pool installed and gave her permission to have a party there!" Kirishima exclaimed as he got up off the bed and made his way towards Bakugou, placing his hand on the boy's shoulder and leaning over so that he was right by the blond's ear.
"All the girls will be in super cute swimsuits too." Kirishima whispered, a smirk on his face.
"What does that have to do with anything hair for brains?" Bakugou glared, pushing the boy away from him, a small almost unnoticeable blush on his cheeks.
"Nothing, nothing! Just a bonus!" Kirishima laughed as Bakugou gave him an icy glare.
"Ok, ok. I'll leave you alone. But think about it ok? It won't be any fun without you!"
The door shut behind Kirishima as he exited the blonde's room, leaving Bakugou alone once again.
The boy leaned back in his chair and groaned, pencil falling from his grasp and onto the ground as he covered his face with his hands.
He sat back and momentarily looked for his pencil on his desk before seeing it lying beside the back of his chair. With a huff of annoyance he stretched his arm down to scoop it up, sitting up once more once he had it.
"Why the hell would I want to go to ponytail's stupid party….." Bakugou mumbled, the scratching of his pencil resuming from when Kirirshima had interrupted him.
Kirishima…
"It won't be any fun without you!"
A light blush appeared on Bakugou's cheeks as he remembered the red head's words.
Maybe he'd go. Only if he got all his work done. For Kirishima.
A sweet, small smile broke out on Bakugou's face as he imainged Kirishima's happy face when he told him he'd go to that stupid party. Just thinking of the boy's smile made butterflies appear in his stomach.
But Bakugou would never let anyone ever discover his less than innocent feelings for his friend. It was a secrest he'd take to the grave.
Even if it meant his heart would break a little more every time he saw Kirishima do anything couple like, even if he felt like he was suffocating every time kirishima would talk to him about the pink skinned girl, his love for her was clear in his eyes. Kirishima would never fail to ask Bakugou if there was someone he was interested in, and every time he would lie through his teeth and tell Kirishima that he didn't have time for that shit.
He hated his feelings for Kirishima. He was his friend first and foremost, as much as he'd denied it, he was. Him and the rest of those idiots. He didn't feel that way about dunce face or soy sauce, so why Kirishima?
Why couldn't he just see him as a friend? Why did he have to feel this way?
He says that, but the feeling that comes over him whenever Kirishima smiles at him or makes that face when he doesn't understand something, he feels on top of the world.
That was what stopped Bakugou from distancing himself from the red head, stopping him from doing what he did with Deku. It's also what made him agree to go to that stupid party.
Jesus Christ Ponytail's house was huge.
He knew the girl was loaded, but this was something else. It was bigger than the dorms and they were big enough to house 20 kids.
"Momo-sama, welcome home." An older looking man, who could only be called a butler, said as he bowed.
"Hello Nishida-san! Would you mind showing the boys where they can change then to the pool?" Ponytail asked, a blinding smile on her face.
"Yes, of course Momo-sama. Please follow me."
The man led us into the house and eventually into what looked like a guest room. Once we were all in our swimsuits he then led us outside to a ginormous pool. The girls were already there. Bakugou rolled his eyes as dunce face and the perv started freaking out about the girls' swimsuits and with a last glance at Kirishima, who was distracted by Mina, he found a nice spot in the shade. Bakugou was not planning on joining his classmates in the pool.
The spot he chose was pretty secluded. There was a giant hegde blocking him from seeing the pool and thus gave a lot of shade.
He dragged one of the numerous lawn chairs to the spot and laid down. The chair was surprisingly comfortable. It almost felt like he was lying down in a bed.
He closed his eyes and relaxed, eventually drifting off to sleep.
Todoroki Shoto prided himself on being observant. He was good at figuring people out. It was extremely useful on the battlefield. But in his everyday life Todoroki used his skill for a rather unimportant thing.
He used it to figure out if someone was gay or not.
So far he suspected Aoyama, Tsuyu, Momo and Jirou (he was pretty sure they were dating), and surprisingly Bakugou.
Bakugou. He had it bad for Kirishima.
Todoroki actually felt a little bad for the boy. He was head over heels for his straight best friend who had a girlfriend.
It used to be like him and Midoriya, except Todorokis' had a simple crush while Bakugou's seemed a little more like love.
As Todoroki continued to observe Bakugou, he began to notice how attractive he was. Pale, blemish free skin that looked soft to the touch, a small waist almost like a girls. His facial features were sharp, but at the same time they had a softness to them.
Eventually Todoroki found his mind constantly on Bakugou. His fantasy changed from midoriya to the blonde.
His lust for Bakugou was growing more than with Midoriya. Bakugou acted so rashly, it made Todoroki want to put him in his place.
But it wasn't until Yaoyorozu's party that the lust boiled over into reality.
Around an hour since the party had started, Todoroki noticed that he hadn't seen Bakugou for a while. He looked around and noticed one of the lawn chairs were missing, the culprit most likely the blonde.
He'd probably taken the chair somewhere away from their classmates, but where?
Todoroki scanned the pool area, looking for a secluded spot Bakugou might have gone to. Eventually, his eyes landed on a hedge. It was a shaded area and the hedge was blocking Todoroki from seeing what was beyond it. If his suspicions were correct, Bakugou was behind that hedge.
He didn't know what made him do it. But Todoroki began to walk towards the hedge and away from his classmates. Once he passed it he was met with the sight of a sleeping Bakugou.
After momentarily being happy he was right, he focused on how beautiful Bakugou looked in the moment.
He watched as the boy's chest slowly rose and fell. He was lying on his side, almost in a fetal position, but not quite.
He looked so innocent.
Slowly Todoroki approached the boy, knowing he'd never get a chance like this again, and crouched down beside the boy, reaching out his hand to pet his head.
His hair was soft.
A slight blush appeared on Todoroki's face as he continued to pet Bakugou's hair.
All he planned to do was feel his hair. He'd do that and then he'd leave and rejoin his classmates in the pool. But as his hand began to move away from the Bakugou, the boy in question let out a small whine, barely audible, and nuzzled his head into Todoroki's hand.
Todoroki blinked in surprise, hardly believing what had just happened.
He should walk away now. Their entire class was just behind that hedge. They could be spotted at any time.
He should go back and rejoin his classmates.
Todoroki leaned down so that his lips were inches away from Bakugou's.
But that's just what he should do.
Bakugou was warm. Something...was in his hair, massaging his scalp, making him crane his neck to give whatever it was better access.
Suddenly it was removed and he whined, unhappy the comforting presence was gone.
He wrinkled his nose as he felt hot air over his face and was about to turn away when something hot and wet forcibly kissed his mouth.
Eyes snapped open, now fully awake, and attempted to push whoever was assaulting him off.
His assailant took hold of his arms and pinned him down. Bakugou struggled underneath the other person's hold, but the other's grip was too strong.
He was about to shout when whoever was on top of him cut him off.
"Bakugou. Quiet. Do you really want our classmates to see you like this?"
Confused and shocked. That's what Bakugou was feeling. Todoroki was the person on top of him. Todoroki?
"See me like this? Like what? Like I'm being assaulted by you?" Bakugou growled. His voice low and menacing.
Todoroki nodded down at Bakugou. The blonde looked down at himself and felt his face heat up as he saw the impression of what was unmistakably a hard on up against his swim shorts. He'd been too distracted by Todoroki, he hadn't even noticed the growing arousal.
Bakugou had to bite his lip to stop the moan from exiting his mouth as Todoroki ground his knee against his hardened length.
"God dammit half and half, get off!" Bakugou exclaimed in a whisper, struggling once again underneath the other boy. He had to convince Todoroki to let him go. The boy had been right, he did not want their classmates to see him like this. He might actually die of embarrassment.
"No."
"What do you mean no!?"
"Bakugou," Todoroki started, lening close to him.
"I'm going to make you feel good."
Bakugou felt shivers run down his spine as Todoroki's breath tickled his ear. Fear, arousal, and anger intertwined.
He didn't have a chance to object when Todoroki once again captured his mouth with his own.
Bakugou squirmed against the other boy's hold, tears unwillingly appearing in his eyes.
Todoroki removed one of the hands he was using to pin Bakugou down and instead directed it to the boy's naked torso. The feeling of ice cold, barely there fingertips making their way up his chest, right by his nipple, made an unwilling moan exit his mouth which was thankfully muffled by the kiss.
Seeing and feeling Bakugou's reaction, Todoroki let his fingers brush up against the blondes nipple again, getting the same pleasure filled response as before.
Todoroki pulled back from the kiss, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Bakugou?"
"What?" The boy spat, voice full of anger and the breathiness of arousal.
"Your nipples are sensitive."
Bakugou looked at the other boy in shock before a blush greater than before enveloped his face.
"W-what!? The Fuck!? N-no they are n-not!?
"You didn't know?" Todoroki asked, a clear innocent surprise on his face. Bakugou was looking anywhere but at the red and whited hair boy before him, mumbling barely comprehensible words of protest.
Out of the corner of his eye Bakugou saw Todoroki leaning down once again and immediately thought that he'd kiss him again. The brief happiness of Todoroki doing that entered him before Bakugou banished that thought from his mind. There was no way he was enjoying this, no way!
But then, instead of kissing him, Todoroki's lips closed around something else.
Bakugou bit his lip so hard it began to bleed so not to give an audible gasp of pleasure.
Todoroki was sucking on his nipple.
"Half and, ah, half! What are you, ah, doing!" Bakugou whispered, small whines escaping him. Todoroki looked at him in pure confusion.
"I'm pleasuring you like I said I would. So please, relax and let me."
Muffled gasps and moans restarted as Todoroki continued his assault on Bakugou's nipple. He released Bakugou from his hold so the boy could use his hands to muffle the moans. He used his now free hand to move to Bakugou's other nipple and he pinched it roughly.
Bakugou flung his head back, hips grinding against Todoroki's knee, doing anything he could to get even just a little relief from his aching cock which had so far been ignored.
Bakugou couldn't believe what he was doing. His classmates were right there behind the hedge. But his body wasn't listening to him. He couldn't stop the moans, the whine that left him when Todoroki moved away from his nipples.
Todoroki shifted so that he was in between Bakugou's legs and took a second to just look at the other boy. Todoroki was sure that he was the only one who had ever seen Bakugou like this. Blush on his face, tears in his eyes, each breathy moan that escaped him. He was beautiful.
Todoroki motioned for Bakugou to lift himself off the chair. Once he did, Todoroki swiftly pulled his swimsuit down to his ankles.
Bakugou knew what Todoroki was going to do. He'd watched porn before, he'd even used his butt to masturebate before. But he was still surprised when Todoroki pressed the thumb of his fireside up against his hole. The heat was pleasant, Bakugou hummed and spread his legs, giving Todoroki better access.
It was then when he realized that they didn't have any lube. Bakugou looked up in fear, afraid Todoroki would go in dry, but saw that Todoroki had made an ice block with his quirk and was begging to melt it with his left hand. Relieved, Bakugou laid back down, which was why he wasn't expecting it when Todoroki stuck a finger up his ass.
His first thought was that it didn't feel very good, but then Todoroki began to move his finger. He curled it and it ever so slightly brushed against his prostate.
It felt good. But it wasn't enough.
Then he added a second finger. It was better, but still not enough and just left him wanting more. His dick hurt. He needed something, anything!
He curled his toes and arched his back, squirming.
It was when Todoroki added the third finger that he broke.
"Oi, basterd, put it in."
Todoroki looked up in shock at Bakugou's words.
"I need to prepare you Bakugou, or else it'll hurt when I put it in." It wasn't like Todoroki didn't want to. It was taking everything not to just put it in. Bakugou looked so alluring and Todoroki was so turned on.
"I can take it." Bakugou smirked at him.
And that was all it took.
Todoroki quickly removed his fingers from the boy and removed his dick from his swimsuit.
Bakugou had a moment to marvel at the fact that Todoroki's pubes were evenly split down the middle, half white and half red, before Todoroki lined himself up and entered the blonde.
The moment Todoroki was inside him, Bakugou knew that his hand would not be able to muffle the moans that were to come.
Bakugou swiftly raised himself up and pulled Todoroki into a messy kiss. Bakugou wrapped both his arms and legs around the other boy, absolutely high on pleasure.
Todoroki thrust in and out of the blonde, he could feel his climax approaching, far too fast for his liking.
He suddenly felt Bakugou stiffen as his walls clenched around Todoroki's cock. The blonde's fingernails dug themselves into his skin as he climaxed.
The sudden clenching around him became too much and was barely able to pull out before he came, all over the blonde.
They sat there for at least a minute. Bakugou lying down on the lawn chair and Todoroki in between his legs, both of them breathing heavily.
Eventually Todoroki calmed down and put his length back into his shorts. Lucky Bakugou had a towel with him because it became apparent that when Bakugou had come some of it had ended up on Todoroki.
He wiped himself down, then did the same for Bakugou seeing as the boy himself had fallen asleep once more.
After making sure Bakugou was presentable, Todoroki disposed of the towel and rejoined the rest of the class.
He didn't speak with Bakugou for the remainder of the party. When Bakugou emerged from his hiding spot, he didn't even acknowledge Todoroki.
The blonde didn't seem to want to do anything about what they had done. And while Todoroki was disappointed, he respected Bakugou's wishes. Bakugou wasn't interested in him and he could accept that.
That is until Bakugou showed up at his dorm room that night.
It seemed he was interested in continuing.
And this time they didn't need to worry about being seen.