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Day 8 of Kinktober - Solo (not really.)
TW: Semi-public sex, Separate rooms in a hotel during a rescue mission, Explicit sex scene, Praise kink, Bakugou wearing listening devices.
It wasn't long since they arrived at the hotel. The group of heroes was odd-numbered and Bakugou had been left with the single room, completely alone; all in all, he knew his boyfriends would greet him in the next room when the night came.
He put the suitcase on one side of the bed, lay down over the blanket, sinking immediately into the mattress, and closed his eyes; enjoying the silence that solitude gave him, after almost twenty hours locked in a bus with his noisy fellow heroes... he needed that relaxation that surrounded him.
He turned his face to the bedside table to check the time on the small digital clock that rested in the center. 'Five thirty-six; I can take a shower before someone knocks on my door to go to the first meeting of the operation… that's what I'll do,' Bakugou thought, jumping from the bed. He removed the listening device from his ear and placed it, turning it off, on the corner of the table.
He took a clean change of clothes out of his suitcase, along with the little bag where he had put everything he would need for his personal care, and grabbed his phone before heading to the bathroom and seeing what surprises awaited him when he turned on the light. As expected, there were only two glass panels forming a cubicle and a shower inside the small space; big enough to shower but totally impossible to use if there was someone other than him.
Bakugou undressed, placing what he had on next to the door, into a small container that was on the floor. He unlocked his phone and opened his music player, chose the list he used for when he was showering and adjusted the volume so that it wasn't too loud. He opened the glass door and stepped into the square they formed.
He arranged the bottles on the shelf that was in the far corner of the shower and threw the bag into the sink before grabbing and pulling the metal bar that served to close the door; he left it slightly open so he could listen to his music without having to turn it up more… he still had some compassion for his teammates and he knew how irritating it could be for anyone else who was around.
He turned the handle on the shower and adjusted the temperature of the water, increasing it slightly to make the heat fall over his muscles and relax them a bit without so much effort. Bakugou showered to the rhythm of the songs on his phone, spreading the shampoo over his hair while humming the melody, applying the conditioner while counting the beat with his feet, and rubbing his skin with the soapy sponge while singing the lyrics of his favorite songs.
He was enjoying it. Getting lost in the lyrics and notes of each song was something that always helped him get out of his mind and relax, which, added to the weak steam that emanated from the water, managed to block any external influence for the duration of it; something that might not be so good while being on a rescue mission, but he needed the momentary peace to continue the day without blowing someone up; surely his next prey would be Denki, if he crossed his path.
He turned the water off when he finished and grabbed the towel that was hanging to the side; dried his face first, removing the annoying drops that were coming down from his forehead. He ran the cloth over his neck and nape, eliminating the strange sensation that the water caused by covering his skin. He slid it down his shoulders and wiped his arms before shifting to his back, rubbing himself against the towel until he reached the end of his back.
He pressed the cloth over his pecs, removing all visible traces of his quick shower, and worked his way down his abdomen, drying the sides before bending down a bit to drag the damp cloth from his ankles to his hips, where he tied the towel tightly while he finished his personal care plan.
He opened the bag and took out a couple of products, including a small spray with his boyfriends' favorite fragrance, 'so they won't resist when we meet… that'll be fun to watch.' He smiled sideways, showing his teeth at his reflection in the mirror, before putting the bottle aside and grabbing his phone to stop the music player app, spending a few minutes drying his hair with the device that rested on a shelf to his right.
He wasn't going to be able to hear his music over the noise of the dryer, so he locked his phone before putting it back where it was and took the cable from the equipment to connect it to the power and start using it. He increased the power almost to the maximum when he turned it on and brought the air vent closer to his hair, running his fingers through the drying strands; it didn't take long for him to feel his usual peaks forming.
He removed the towel from his hips, returning it to the hanger next to the shower, grabbed his clean boxers to put them on before covering his body with the fragrance and continuing to dress in silence; though it wasn't like he could hear much without the hearing aid. He closed the bag before putting it on the empty shelf and taking one last look in the bathroom mirror.
He went out into the bedroom, phone in hand, and went to the nightstand to put the device back on his ear; he had been in that routine for some years now, so he had already gotten used to wearing it... if he didn't have it, it was because he needed a break or because he couldn't put it on. He turned it on, placed a piece of the double-sided tape in the widest part and adjusted it around the ear with the worst listening capacity.
At first he thought the device was malfunctioning, making him hear things that weren't really there, so he unlocked his phone and played the first song that appeared in the app; he listened to it perfectly, there wasn't anything wrong with the device. He stopped the music and tried to focus only on the screaming. Letting himself be guided by what he was hearing, he ended up next to the wall that separated his room and that of his boyfriends, and his eyes widened when he understood what it was about.
He fixed his gaze on the smooth surface of the wall, filtering out any influence to focus solely on the soft sounds that were making his blood spike; it would have been impossible for him to hear it without the device and he wondered, feeling his face turning slightly red, how was it that no one had said anything to them yet, because: if he could hear them like that, the others must already de full with their desire to kill them.
Bakugou felt his pants begin to tighten, creating a slight friction every time he moved, so he pulled the chair from the desk to the point where he could hear them best and sat facing the wall; spreading his legs as far as they would go to give himself a bit more freedom and lowering one of his hands to the bulge that was beginning to form in his pants.
He undid the belt and opened the pair of buttons before unzipping it and sighing at the decrease in pressure he felt. He put a hand over the fabric of his boxers and felt the heat begin to emanate weakly. He closed his eyes and separated the clothing with one hand, putting the other under the fabric and brushing the entire surface of his dick with his fingers; sighing at the slow contact.
Bakugou could hear his boyfriends in the other room, their voices reaching his ears like soft whispers but loud enough that he could discern whose whimper it was, every mildly muffled cry, or stuttered sob. Deku's voice always went up a couple of octaves when he received the attention of one of them, and IcyHot'swent down to its seductive tone when he had the opportunity to stick his cock in one of them.
Bakugou knew that they wouldn't hear the door if he were to knock on them to join, and he had dropped his explosive habits when they left UA, so he settled for the situation he was in. 'Those idiots should have given me the copy of the key before we got separated', Bakugou thought, rolling his eyes knowing that he couldn't help but hold on and try to go on with them; he would tell them how well he listened to each other when he saw them.
"Please…" he heard Deku mutter; imagining that he was next to him from the way his voice was processed in his mind, "touch me, please."
"Zuku'," Todoroki muttered, it seemed to Bakugou that he was running out of air and he felt a lot hornier all of a sudden, "kiss me!"
Bakugou had left the soft rubs with his fingertips, he had dropped his pants and underwear until they were pooling at his ankles and he was fucking his own hand; his fingers pressing every sensitive inch of skin and his hips moving desperately.
"How is it that, even without being with me, they make me transform into this mess?" He asked himself, trying to clear his mind; he couldn't believe he felt so needy just by listening with their voices.
"Shouto, there please" Deku's sharp tone made the knot in his abdomen tightens rapidly, "there… Yes, Shouto!" Bakugou knew that IcyHotmust be fucking Deku real hard for him to scream so desperately.
"Zuku'… come, baby." Shouto sounded much more lost than usual when they were in a public place, surprising Bakugou and raising his sensations until he bit his lip to stop any moans that might come out of his mouth.
"Scream louder, Sho…" Bakugou was having trouble suppressing his impending orgasm; he couldn't believe he was going to come before them, "let Kacchan hear you, Sho."
Bakugou didn't expect to hear something like that, his breathing stopped momentarily, and he didn't know how he didn't let the control slip from his grasp at that moment. 'Shit! I want to consciously listen to everything they say.' His hips moved quickly, pressing the base of his erection with one hand and letting the other still to form a tight space where he could achieve the much-desired friction.
He was beginning to get impatient but he had to be strong and prove that he was capable of controlling himself, even if it was stupid and no one would even find out what was happening inside those thin walls, but he needed to prove to himself that he could.
"Be a good boy, Izuku." Bakugou wanted to start sobbing when he heard it, his body contorting on the chair. "Let me know how good my penis makes you feel, Izuku."
"Yes, Shouto!" Bakugou was already at his limit, the fingers that encircled the base of his member tightening even more. "Yes, please make me cum just with your cock!"
Bakugou didn't believe that he was going to achieve his mission. Knowing that all those screams and moans were the product of the good fuck that IcyHot was giving Deku, it was practically unthinkable but it seemed to be true and he already felt his whole body burning. His throat was dry from gasping for air and his lips totally red under the intense attention of his teeth.
"Shooo!" Bakugou recognized the tone of that last cry and immediately knew that the moment he had been waiting for had arrived. "Fill me up, Sho. Please, Sho!"
"Yes, Izuku. Yes, baby." Todoroki's voice had grown even lower and much more breathy than before; a sign that he too was trying to lengthen the moment as long as possible. "I'm going to satisfy you just like Katsuki does… that's what you want, isn't it, darling?"
"Please," Izuku, as always, went out of his way to please them, even amid the daze clouding his mind. "Yes, Sho, please."
"Anything you want, Zuku'." Bakugou knew that when Todoroki gave in to any request, it was because he himself was already on the edge and ready to jump without looking back.
"Shit..." Bakugou released his grip on the base of his cock and couldn't shut up the moans that escaped from his throat, "nerds; fuck..." His breathing halted mid-inhale as the knot in his abdomen disappeared, "shit, nerds."
Bakugou felt his cum fill his hand, a couple of drops falling on his thighs before he could encircle the tip with his fingers. He had to put his other hand to his mouth to prevent his screams from being heard. His legs trembled weakly, a constant vibration until the intensity of the orgasm subsided; his eyes closed heavily in an attempt to calm down.
"Damn, nerds…" Bakugou muttered, as soon as he regained his ability to speak, "how do you make me feel like this?"
"We love you!" He heard them from the other side of the wall and his eyes widened again.
'Did they listen to me? Did the shitty idiots hear my fucking sobs?' Bakugou felt an intense heat cover his body when he understood he got exposed, his cheeks turning reddish with embarrassment and his brain running at a thousand miles per hour to get used to the new sensation. "If they heard to me... the extras had to know it too."
That was the moment when he realized his palms had started to make small explosions; he couldn't allow any of the other idiots to spread the news that the three of them were together, that would be their end and he wasn't prepared to explain it all or sit under the intense gaze of those gossiping heroes.
He took a couple of breaths before getting up from the chair. Walked with some difficulty to the bathroom, his pants and underwear still rolled to his ankles, and he turned on the light before turning on the water in the sink and removing all the proof of what had happened from his skin; his entire face burned with shame, mixed with anger with himself for not having noticed it earlier.
He heard the knocks on the door and yelled for whoever was outside to wait a minute. He turned off the water and dried his hands, pulling both clothes up in one swift motion and exiting the bathroom while accommodating his soft erection inside his boxer briefs; squirming softly from hypersensitivity.
He unlocked the door after looking at himself in the full-length mirror near the entrance. Two pairs of eyes received him, watching him intensively, with cheeks more than red when they saw him. For Bakugou, it was more than obvious what had happened and he was sure that, even to those who had not heard them, from seeing them, everyone would perfectly know what had just happened.
"You wanted to keep me out of it but you scream too loud, nerds," Bakugou said, opening the door wider and stepping out of the doorway for them to enter before closing it behind him and turning to see them smiling nervously.
And that's all... :)
I hope you liked it, even if its just a tiny bit.
I am a huge fan of the relationship of these three and I think it would be a totally possible scenario at some point in their career as pro-heroes.
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