Disclaimer! The age of consent in Japan is 14, so everything that happens in this fanfic is completely legal!
Word went around quickly about what was going on between Kirishima and Bakugo. They didn't show much PDA (Public Displays of Affection), but everyone knew.
Around a week after Denki had witnessed... The little incident... Monoma decided to visit class 1-A.
"Salutations, idiots! Say, isn't that the cute little gay couple that everyone is talking about?! Must be nice to be the centre of attention for once!" Bakugo immediately sprung into action.
"Eat shit, dumbass! You're just jealous that nobody ever cares about class 1-B!"
"Jealous?! Of you?! Pfft- AHAHA-" BONK! Kendo came to the rescue yet again. "Sorry about him, you know how he is by now." Kirishima apologized (though he had no reason to), and Kendo went on her way, dragging Monoma along with her. Lunchtime rolled around and Kirishima sat with Bakugo. There was silence for a good ten minutes before Kirishima said something. "Bakugo, can I talk to you?"
"You are right now, dumbass."
Kirishima looked around at the full and chattering cafeteria. Anyone could eavesdrop without being caught.
"More privately, I mean." Kirishima whispered. Bakugo grunted as a 'yes' and they got up. They left the cafeteria and headed to the bathroom that wasn't used a lot. It was the furthest from any classrooms, so it was almost always empty. They wouldn't be late on their way back, Bakugo could just boost with his quirk, so it wasn't an issue. After they got into the bathroom Bakugo sat on the counter.
"What's up?"
"Well, I want to try something."
Bakugo wasn't too sure what he meant, but he knew what he wanted. He got of the counter and started to walk slowly towards Kirishima. "Er... Bakugo?" He pushed Kirishima against the closed stall door and pulled at his tie, his other hand beside his face. "Bakugo, wh-"
"Shut up. Let me do what I want to you, okay?" Kirishima nodded silently, happily jumping up and down in his head.
"Safe word is Explode."
"How fitting."
Bakugo took his hand off Kirishima's tie and unbuttoned his shirt. He then spun Kirishima around and bent him over the counter. "Bakugo, I've never-"
"Me neither. But it doesn't matter."
"Don't we need condoms? Lube?"
Bakugo grunted. He spun Kirishima over so he was sitting on the counter. Bakugo unfastened Kirishima's belt and unbuttoned his pants. There was already a bulge, and Bakugo noticed Kirishima had an inch or two on him. He pulled down Kirishima's boxers and leaned forward.
"I've never done this before, so don't-"
"It's fine. Just do it."
Bakugo, without a second thought, pounded his head up and down on Kirishima's huge cock. Deeper and deeper each thrust, but not picking up speed.
"Go.. Faster... D-Dammit!" Kirishima grunted, struggling to make out words. It was too much pleasure to handle. Bakugo obliged and pounded faster and faster.
He slowed after a while and pulled away, licking precum and gently sucking and licking the sides of Kirishima's throbbing dick. Kirishima couldn't complain, it was a good and pleasurable break.
"Did I do good, shitty-hair?" Bakugo grunted, panting.
"Fuck yes..." Kirishima mumbled.
Bakugo stood and washed out his mouth before going onto Kirishima with his hands. He pounded and teased, fast and slow, before Kirishima came. They decided to just leave the cum on the floor, and got dressed and cleaned up quickly, running back to class.
