* The Following Story Contains: Mature Content: Mentioning of face fucking, oral and fantasizing

* My Hero Academia Characters (c) Viz Media

* Any OC's Within 'Play with Fire' (c) AngelicSenpai

* IMPORTANT:

**** Kirishima x Bakugo x Elvira OC ****

* DIFFERENT AU FROM "Take Me" *

Enjoy!

Chapter One: Slipping

It started slowly after high school, their time together spread thin until it was only a few times a month they all got to hang out. Kirishima tried his best to drop everything just to spend time with his best friends. It was the only time his heart was at ease. However, months turned into a couple of months until it was almost never. It happened in the span of 6 years for their lives to drift into their own. Last he heard Bakugo went independent with his own agency and that was taking up a lot of time. Elvira had landed a big modeling job in between her hero work. Every time he saw her picture in a magazine he would buy it to support her and deep down because he missed her. He would tuck them away on the counter in his kitchen. It was building up so he eventually just cut out the pages with her photos. Sometimes Bakugo would be in some magazines so he would save those as well.

He really missed them.

Every so often their group chat would ping a new message and Kirishima's heart would flutter. It was always Elvira that initiated the conversation with a greeting and always a photo afterwards. She would always share a selfie of herself or sometimes a picture of what she was eating. Bakugo would always respond with a picture of him sticking up a middle finger in front of his coffee. Kirishima would follow up with a selfie and a mug of tea. They didn't get to talk long but it was enough to make him smile. The messages happened every so often but he was happy to just hear from them at least.

If it wasn't the longing of being distant from his friends it was his internal struggle with himself that was weighing on his shoulders.

As the years went on, Kirishima struggled to find a balance to keep his sexual appetite in check. Kirishima kept his switch label under wraps for the most part. The people he would hook up agreed to make it confidential and they would part ways after. One day he'll feel his dominant genes raging to have a sub mewling underneath him but some days the voice in his head wants to be dominated. He either wanted to be balls deep in who ever was willing to play, male or female. Or he wanted someone to wreck his shit. He didn't care who it was but eventually he couldn't control his overwhelming primal desire.

It was getting too intense for himself and a partner to deal with his cravings. His quirk started to become more of a problem as he got more sexually frustrated. It started out as parts of his body hardening when he was either fucking someone or someone was fucking him. It scared a lot of people off because they were scared he was going to hurt them. Kirishima felt so insecure about it. He never went full unbreakable when he was intimate but he knew if he ever did it would just make things worse.

Eventually it started to affect his work, no sub wanted to be around him because his glare would seep out every once and awhile. Sometimes no dominant wanted him because his sexual appetite was too much. He hated everything about it because he was constantly fighting his urges and there wasn't a single person to quench his thirst. The more his body craved the more people would turn away.

It eventually got so tiresome to find someone that he would take the prescribed suppressants to control his cravings.

It was a daily routine now.

Wake up.

Take suppressant pills.

Go to work and come home to sleep.

Repeat.

He didn't ask to be this way and he wished he was normal. It would be so much easier to be just either a dominant or a submissive. Not both because it was mentally and physically exhausting.

Kirishima frowned to himself as he walked down the street with his hero partner Tamaki for the daily patrol. He tried to keep his seeping glare under control since Tamaki was a submissive. It was difficult to do but he didn't want to make people even more uncomfortable with his glare. He really doesn't want to hear it from Mirio if he accidentally flipped Tamaki's switch again. Mirio wasn't happy that Tamaki reacted to Kirishima's glare and he didn't mean to do it, which was even worse.

It was so awkward.

There was a slight tension in his neck and Kirishima rubbed it with a groan. Every day he felt his muscles ache but he thought it was because of his hero work. He didn't think much of it although it was getting a bit worse everyday.

"H-hey, Kirishima?" Tamaki's voice was soft.

"Yeah?" Kirishima cleared his throat and smiled at him.

"Y-you seem... distracted. I-is everything okay...?" he asked.

I can't really tell him.

"I'm alright. I just got a few things on my mind." Kirishima chuckled softly.

Tamaki fidgeted with his hood. "I...I just worry a-a-about you. T-that's all."

Kirishima frowned.

It's my fault.

He tried to keep his sexual frustrations under wraps because he didn't want to bother anyone about it. If anyone knew how he was behind closed doors and how he was practically relying on the suppressant pills to get through the day people would probably be disappointed in him.

Fatgum looked over at Kirishima this time with a smile. "Don't overdo it, Red Riot. You know you can always let me know if you need a day off."

"I know but I hate taking days off. I feel like I can get a lot done when I'm working. I just lounge around when I'm home." Kirishima chuckled.

"T-that's the point, i-isn't it?" Tamaki whispered.

Kirishima lightly patted Tamaki's shoulder with a chuckle.

Before Kirishima could answer Tamaki his phone started to go off in his pocket. He excused himself before he turned around to look who was calling. His heart nearly skipped a beat when he realized it was Elvira video calling the group chat. He took a deep breath before answering it and watched the two other screens connecting. It was Bakugo's camera that connected first, he was laying down on his bed with no shirt on and his usual glare on his face. Elvira's camera was next, she adjusted her camera on the counter and they both got a clear shot of down her robe. Kirishima looked away, but his heart was pounding.

"OI! Get your tits off the screen, dumbass!" Bakugo growled.

"Sorry, sorry. Just trying to set my phone down in a good spot." she said as she backed up into the view of the camera. "Hey guys."

Elvira was wearing her long wavy white hair in a messy bun. She wasn't in her usual dramatic Smokey eyed makeup, just a bare face and was in a coral robe. Kirishima smiled at the screen, they booth looked so good.

"Hey guys. Long time no see." Kirishima smiled big.

"Why did you call?" Bakugo yawned. "I was taking a nap. It's my day off..."

"Shut up you grumpy bottom bitch." she snickered.

"Hey!" Bakugo frowned. "I am not a bottom bitch!"

Man, I missed this banter.

Elvira looked at the camera with a smile. "I missed you guys. I'm sorry I've been so busy but that's why I called."

"Out with it." Bakugo growled underneath his breath.

Kirishima rubbed the nape of his neck with his free hand, his muscles felt like they were aching but he brushed it off.

"I want to go out to a nightclub tonight. It's been a while since we all say each other and I want to have a night of stupid fun. Like the old times but this time with alcohol."

"Bet." Bakugo nodded his head and smirked.

"I'm going to call ahead and reserve a room for us to avoid anyone trying to ruin our fun. I love fans but I want tonight to be about us." she nodded her head.

The ache started up again and Kirishima frowned at the sensation.

"Eijiro?" Elvira's voice was soft. "Are you alright?"

"Oh, sorry. My muscles are sore. So drinks at a club tonight? I'm game." Kirishima nodded his head with a smile.

"Are you sure you are alright?" This time it was Bakugo asking.

"Mhmm. What time tonight? I'm on patrol right now but I'll be done in about an hour."

"Meet up around 8? That gives you guys enough time to get ready." Elvira giggled. "I still need to shower and put some makeup on."

"Which you'll probably take fucking forever." Bakugo rolled his eyes.

"Katsuki, you know that I'm always the first to arrive at any function. It's better to be earlier than late. That's what my father always told me."

Which was true.

Elvira was the one that usually made the plans and would be there early to make sure everything was in order. She has been like that since high school and Kirishima knew it was because she wanted everything to be close to perfect. Bakugo was the one that was usually running late and Kirishima was always in between. He chuckled to himself as both Elvira and Bakugo bantered.

"Dress nice everyone! Don't come looking like a bum." Elvira pointed at the screen.

"You look like a bum right now." Bakugo mumbled.

Elvira grabbed onto her breasts against the robe with a smirk. "Yeah, a bum with nice tits."

"S-stop that!"

All of them started to laugh at each other. They ended the call after a few minutes of talking and Kirishima was almost too giddy to get finished with his patrol. He carried on with the next few hours with a smile on his face. When he finally got home he practically threw off his hero gear to get into the bathroom. He pulled back the shower curtain and turned on the water with a hum. The ache in his shoulders down to his chest was aching up again and he grunted. He slipped his hand underneath the hot water and hoped the shower would relax his body. Once the water was to his liking he stepped inside and stood underneath the water with a satisfied sigh. He felt his muscles ease under the hot water but there was still a numbing sensation there. Kirishima put a hand on his shoulder to rub it with a grunt, thinking he must have been working his body too much.

I should take it easy.

After his shower, Kirishima wrapped a towel around his waist and walked into the bedroom. He used another towel to dry off his hair before walking into his closet. He grabbed a red flannel off the hanger and threw it over his shoulder as he walked over to his dresser. He pulled out a white tank top, pair of boxers, socks and a pair of ripped jeans. He threw everything down on the bed, looking at his outfit as he hummed to himself. He slipped off the towel before getting into his clothes, checking himself in the mirror and pulled his long hair back in a hair tie. Kirishima put on a chain necklace around his neck and finished off his look with a rolled up bandana on his head.

I hope this looks okay.

{ *** }

It didn't take long to find the club that Elvira mentioned but parking was a little bit of a hassle. He drove around for a bit until he found a spot in the parking lot. He sat in the car making sure he had his wallet and phone on him. He hummed to himself as he stepped out of the driver side door. Kirishima locked his car before he made his way to the club. As he got closer the music was getting louder and there were a lot of people in line waiting to get in. It spread down past the parking lot and his gut twisted, I'm going to be here forever in this line.

"Eijiroooo~!"

He looked up to see Elvira calling out for him behind the bouncer. She was in a two piece glitter top with a matching tight skirt that went to her thighs and a slit on the right side. She was wearing tall stripper-like heels that matched the fabric of her outfit. Makeup was her usual dramatic smokey eye with a bold red lip and her white wavy hair down. The jewelry she wore was flashy with more jewels and Kirishima's cheeks flustered. The way she was dressed Kirishima thought she looked like a sugar baby. He wasn't complaining though, it was hot to see her thick figure in that outfit. Kirishima's attention went to the indents on the tight top on her chest, he could see an imprint of nipple piercings and his heart raced.

When did she get those?

Ever since they graduated Elvira turned into such a wild child. She completely embraced her dominant role and her confidence only went up from there. She was walking the embodiment of sexuality and she wore the badge with pride. No one could tell her any different.

He thought it was hot.

Elvira tapped the man's arm, slipped her hand down his biceps and said something to him. The man looked flustered as he opened the entryway for Kirishima to walk inside with Elvira. The music started out as a hum until they entered a secondary door and once it was open he felt the bass in his ears.

"My big and strong Red Riot." she said as she wrapped her arm with his as she walked with him. "You look very dashing tonight."

Kirishima cleared his throat with a flustered chuckle. "You look amazing as always."

"I got a private room upstairs and we can hangout there until we feel like dancing out on the floor." she turned her head to him with a smile. "Bakugo is already up there."

"He's early for once." Kirishima chuckled.

"Right?" She giggled with him.

Elvira entwined her fingers with his hand. "I can't get over how big you are now. I fell so tiny next to you. How tall are you now?"

"I'm about 6'2" now, why?" He looked at her as she led him upstairs. Her hand held him with a smile.

"Oh wow. I'm still only 5'1". You are a foot taller than me." Elvira giggled. "You could probably pick me up with ease."

"I could do that now if you want."

Elvira reached the top of the stairs and turned her head at him, completely flustered.

"Shut up, silly." she giggled and pushed his chest with a light slap.

I could easily grab her and eat out her pussy up against a wall.

Kirishima paused for a moment.

Why the fuck did I think that?

He looked away flustered and continued to follow her up to a room. She opened up the door and turned the corner. Bakugo was sitting on a purple velvet couch and his feet were on the table across it. He was wearing a black button up shirt with the buttons on the top undone with his sleeves rolled up. He was wearing a watch on his right hand with rings on one hand and the other hand in his black pants. Kirishima's heart started the race more just looking at him.

Did he always dress this nice?

Elvira leaned over to talk to Bakugo, Kirishima's gaze looked down at her ass and his mouth watered. Her thick thighs pressed together as she was talking to Bakugo and Kirishima couldn't look away.

I want to feel them squeezing against me while I eat her out.

Bakugo locked eyes with him and Kirishima looked away nervously. He silently cursed at himself for thinking inappropriately of Elvira again.

I'm so stupid.

Elvira giggled as she stood up. "I've been dying to unwind. I've been so busy with modeling and stuff. I finally got some days off."

"Same here. I needed some time to relax my body. My hands have been really sore because of my quirk." Bakugo groaned.

"Let me rub them for you."

Elvira grabbed onto Bakugo's hand and used her fingers to rub against his wrist.

"Woah, you don't have to do that. I'm alright." Bakugo pulled his hand away from her.

"Are you sure?" she reached her hand again.

Bakugo's hand grabbed onto hers and pulled it away. "S-stop being weird."

My hand would look good against Bakugo's throat.

Bakugo looked back at her flustered but she didn't seem to notice.

I'd love to see his face a mess with sweat.

"Do you think I'm weird, Eirijo?" she looked back at him with a smirk.

Kirishima rubbed the nape of his neck as he shook his head no. Elvira smiled at him as she slipped her hand out of Bakugo's hand and he looked away. Jealousy built in Kirishima's gut as he stuffed his hands into his pockets.

I shouldn't be acting like this.

They are my friends.

"Hey, let's go dance." Elvira smiled at Kirishima.

"I really don't like to dance." Bakugo groaned as he stood up but followed them outside the room.

"Then I'll just dance with Eijiro. Come on, sweetheart."

Bakugo groaned again. "I'm fucking coming. Jesus..."

Elvira locked the VIP room door behind her and shoved the key into Kirishima's back pocket. He jumped at the sudden pinch on his ass cheek before she walked ahead of him.

"She is extra flirtatious today..." Bakugo mumbled as he walked next to Kirishima down the stairs.

"Isn't she always?" Kirishima chuckled softly. "She looks like she's really happy to see us both."

"Boysss~!" Elvira shouted over the music and waved her hand.

Elvira was standing in front of the dance floor, the flashing neon lights reflected off her outfit and she smiled at them. Kirishima was the first to approach her and she took his hand to go into the crowd of people to find a spot to dance. A song started in a soft chime and the lights turned into a red hue, Kirishima's eyes looked over at Bakugo who was making his walk toward them.

'Insane, inside the danger gets me high.'

Kirishima watched Elvira reach her hand out to Bakugo as he got closer. Their fingers entwined as he took her hand and broke out of the crowd to them.

'Can't help myself, got secrets I can't tell.'

Kirishima's hands slowly moved on his own and held onto her hips. Elvira grabbed onto one of Kirishima's hands on her hip as they danced, he felt her ass grind up against his crotch a few times as one arm moved to hold the back of his neck.

'I love the smell of gasoline.'

Bakugo moved in to grab onto her hip as he moved along with them, they were sandwiching Elvira between them with the beat of the song. Kirishima looked up to lock eyes with Bakugo and he gave him a smirk. Elvira didn't seem to mind them grinding on her with the music, but Kirishima felt his dominant side trying to break through. He felt her fingernails grazing the back of his neck while her other arm rested on Bakugo's shoulder. The scene of Elvira's sweet berry perfume mixed with Bakugo's caramel scent was making Kirishima tremble a bit. His hand moved down to her thigh, he loved the softness of her skin against his.

'I light the match to taste the heat.'

His chest started to tighten again like this afternoon.

"Kirishima, are you alright? You don't look so good." Bakugo's eyes snapped to his.

"What?" Elvira turned her body around to look at Kirishima but he quickly turned his head away.

"Y-yeah, I'll be right back. I'm gonna use the bathroom." he lied.

Elvira grabbed onto his hand and he looked back at her. She was frowning at him. "Are you sure you are okay?"

"Yup, totally."

He gently pulled his hand away from Elvira and he moved through the crowd of people. His heart was racing against his chest, making more tension. He grunted as he finally slipped out of the crowd and there was a pounding in his ears. His desires were raging inside of him and he didn't understand why it was so intense this time.

'I've always liked to play with fire.'

What is wrong with me?

Images of Bakugou mewling underneath him filled his mind and he clenched his jaw. His dominant side of his brain was screaming to dominate Bakugo. To leave him a drooling cum filled mess. He wanted to fuck that bratty mouth of his until he choked. He shook his head with a groan and the images of Elvira on top of him, using her body to make him a total mess. He wanted her to fuck him until he was stupid. Those ideas in his head made his legs weak. Kirishima shook his head again, feeling ashamed he was thinking so inappropriately of his friends.

'Play with Fire.'

Kirishima stopped in his tracks as the room started to sway. His chest started to tighten and his breathing hitched. His hand shot up to his chest as he tried to move out of the crowd and he ended up near the hallway to the restrooms. The tension was rising as his heart pounded against his chest. He slipped his hands into his pockets only to feel nothing.

His heart dropped.

He didn't bring any suppressants.

'I've always liked to play with fire'