Warning: This chapter contains graphic descriptions of oral sex.

Chapter 30

Uraraka was startled awake by the sound of her alarm. With a shriek, she quickly sat up on her bed, thrashing her hand around the covers looking for her phone.

"Are you always this fucking dramatic when you wake up?"

"What the…!" She yelped, tumbling off the bed and landing with a soft thump.

Disoriented, Uraraka began to take in her surroundings. This was definitely not her room. Which meant that it was definitely not her bed she had been sleeping on. Which also meant that…

"Bakugo?" She turned to face the amused-looking blonde still laying on the bed above her.

"Get up." He said through a yawn, sitting up lazily and making his way to the edge of the bed. Uraraka followed his directive, standing up and sitting down next to him.

"Did I…" She tried to speak but her voice cracked causing Bakugo to shoot her one of those infuriating smirks he seemed to always carry with him. Uraraka cleared her throat, ignoring him, and proceeding with as much dignity as she could muster up. "Did I fall asleep?"

Bakugo ran a sluggish hand through his hair but said nothing.

Uraraka let the silence sit between them while she gradually pieced together the events of the last couple of hours. They had managed to fix the door quite quickly. Of course, that was due in large part to Todoroki and Momo-chan's help. Momo! She had spent most of the afternoon having a mini-panic attack over her newfound attraction to the same gender. Maybe it was just the one time? She had been walking a fine line for a while...that could be the reason behind her sudden fascination with Momo's breasts.

Ignoring this minor detail, for the time being, Uraraka continued connecting the dots that had led her to Bakaugo's bed. She had gone to the showers in hopes that she could wash away all her stress. When the warm water massaging her back proved useless she had taken matters into her own hands, quite literally. That would have been the end of it if it hadn't been for…

"Tsu!" She quickly shot up from Bakugo's bed. Where's my phone?! Did I bring it with me? Uraraka started to search through his sheets frantically.

"Cheeks what are you...hey!"

"Move!"

"This is still my room," Bakugo grumbled but shifted to give her room to search. "What are you looking for?"

"My phone." She sighed. Uraraka must have left it in her room because it sure as hell wasn't anywhere on his bed. She sat back down on his bed.

"I'm pretty sure you didn't bring one with you." He said coolly, "Although, I was a little busy being assaulted to get a good look." Bakugo stood up and started stretching his arms above his head.

"I didn't assault you!" Uraraka said indignantly.

"My ceiling tells a different story." He deadpanned, pointing at the scorched section for emphasis.

"You shouldn't shoot explosions in such a confined space." Uraraka huffed, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Bakugo shot her an incredulous look.

"Well, you shouldn't," Uraraka muttered as she played with the hem of her shirt.

It was best she didn't focus too much on what did or did not occur inside Bakugo's room after her surprise appearance. She should avoid remembering how cute he looked with his reading glasses or how toned his naked thighs were. And she sure as hell should never try to remember how his dick looked, very much erect and a little intimidating. Above all, she should definitely bury errant thoughts of how delicious his lips tasted or how fucking amazing it felt to come undone around his fingers. Too late.

Uraraka felt blood rush to her cheeks with a vengeance.

Maybe she had let herself get carried away? What if he thought bad of her now? Thought she was easy or something? OMG! I shouldn't have never...we barely even...we aren't even…

"Stop that." Bakugo's sudden command silenced her anxious thoughts. Still visibly perturbed, Uraraka turned her face to look at him. His eyes bored into her, making Uraraka squirm and shift her gaze back down to her lap.

"Don't get all shy on me now." His voice sounded calm, but she could hear a tremor beneath his words. "Spit it out."

Uraraka shot him a perplexed look. What is he talking about?

"Tell me what I did wrong so I don't do it again." Bakugo snapped at her but it didn't come across as aggressive. Or maybe she was simply getting used to his abrasiveness.

"What...uhm, what?" She was having a hard time understanding where Bakugo was going with this.

Bakugo clenched and unclenched his fists, clearly uncomfortable by the turn this post-nap conversation had taken.

"Did I do...or say…" His voice was barely above a whisper and his body was stiff as a board.

Uraraka furrowed her eyebrows, still trying to follow along but utterly Bakugo think he did something? If anything it was she that had invaded his space, practically demanded he pleasure her, and then to top it all off SHE FELL ASLEEP. So why was he looking so distressed?

"Baku…" A hand silenced her. They remained in silence while Bakugo seemed to try and compose himself.

"Uraraka, I apologize if I did or said anything that made you uncomfortable." His voice was tight and his whole body shook.

Apologize?

Uncomfortable?

"What?" It was like her mind was slowly coming out of the fog.

Uraraka took a second to take it all in. Bakugo's breathing came out in short huffs but otherwise, he remained quiet, eyes closed and head hanging low.

"Bakugo." He flinched at his name but didn't look at her. Her heart clenched seeing the usually confident and self-assured hero-in-training so...low. "Katsuki," She tried again.

Upon hearing his given name Bakugo seemed to relax. Not completely, but enough to encourage Uraraka to keep going.

"You didn't do anything to make me uncomfortable." She tried to sound as calm and sure as she could despite her current situation. Bakugo stood there for a beat, letting her words sink in. After a couple of seconds, he sighed in relief, running a shaky hand through his hair. Still looking a bit on edge, Uraraka reached out to him and grabbed his other hand. She lightly tugged on it until he sat down next to her.

"Why would you even think that?" She said, using her thumb to rub circles on his hand. Although Uraraka was not one to easily talk about feelings or sex, she couldn't very well let Bakugo beat himself over what they had done. What she had very much encouraged. This was one of the weirdest, most mortifying conversations she's ever had to have but she wasn't a little girl anymore. Clearly.

Bakugo pulled his hand back and rested it on his lap.

They sat there in awkward silence for what seemed like an eternity. Uraraka knew this was important but she also didn't want to flake on Tsu. Her friend was probably back from training with Tokoyami by now.

"What time is it?" Uraraka asked as she tried to look for a clock or something that might indicate the time.

Bakugo reached into his shorts pocket and pulled out his phone.

"A little past 6." His voice was tight, almost robotic. Uraraka nibbled at her bottom lip, trying to decide what to do. She didn't want to leave him just like this, at least not before they settled things but she was sure Tsu would be looking for her by now.

"What now?" He asked, sounding a bit irritated.

"You know for someone that demands I answer all his questions you never answer any of mine." She barked. Leave it to Bakugo to get a rise out of her even when she was trying to be sympathetic to his feelings.

"Tch."

"Look Bakugo, I don't know what you think happened between us but…" Uraraka started strong, but her confidence wavered as soon as his red-eyes met hers. Licking her suddenly too-dry lips and inhaling deeply she tried to push through the rush of embarrassment that came with what she was about to say next. "But, I wanted it. And I Uhm…" She wavered under his fierce gaze once more. Why was he so intense?! "I Uhm, well I...will you stop looking at me like that!" She shot up from the bed, desperate to break eye contact.

"Like what?" He barked back.

"Like...like that." She motioned at his face, exasperated.

Bakugo stood up from his bed as well, towering over her and way too close for comfort. Uraraka took an involuntary step back. It was already hard to think, much less with his spicy-sweet aroma invading her senses.

"Look," She said again, trying to regain some composure, "I need to go. Tsu and I are having a sleepover tonight and she's probably already looking for me."

"Kay."

Uraraka pivoted on her feet and took one step towards the door before deciding otherwise. She wasn't good with words and neither was Bakugo, but there was one thing they both seemed to understand...

Before she chickened out, Uraraka turned back around and practically jumped him. Bakugo reacted off instinct, catching her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Uraraka kissed him hard, not wasting any time on shy pecks. No, she had a message to deliver to him and only her tongue down his throat would be able to do it.

When had she become so physical?

Bakugo's body reciprocated instantly, fighting for dominance as Uraraka grasped at his hair. Then just as quickly as she pounced him, she pulled back. They stared at each other for a bit, communicating with their eyes. Uraraka smiled at him hopefully as he let his grip on her legs go and she set herself back down on her feet.

"You're gonna be late or whatever." He grumbled at her, but it had worked. Bakugo appeared way more relaxed. Mental high-five for me!

"We'll talk later?" She asked cautiously, not wanting to spook him back into whatever funk he had worked himself into earlier.

Bakugo nodded, "Yea, sure."

"Okay, well...uhm thanks for...the nap and the uhm," Were you supposed to thank someone for helping you orgasm harder than you'd ever have before in your entire life? Uraraka wasn't sure what the rules were.

"Cheeks, for the love of God, just go," Bakugo growled but Uraraka beamed at him. There he is!

"Aye." She stood at attention like a soldier upon hearing an order and quickly exited Bakugo's room, a huge smile on her face.

What the fuck just happened?

Bakugo still stood in the same spot he had been when Uraraka had left…ten minutes ago.

Every single time he thought he had a handle on the situation, on her, she fucking came and pulled the rug from under him.

All-Might had said this was a good thing. That they could learn from each other…grow together. What could Cheeks teach him that would be relevant in his quest to becoming the number one hero? She was a bad-ass, no doubt about it. Strong and with a pretty solid quirk, but she was lacking confidence. He supposes they could spar together, she was pretty skilled in hand-to-hand combat, but…he still didn't understand what All-Might was going on about.

Also…why does he care? Didn't he have better things to do? Like I don't know teach that stupid nerd how to master his quirk?!

Bakugo sat back down on his bed, feeling agitated again.

A very small part of him wished Uraraka had stayed with him. But a larger part of him didn't exactly feel excited to talk about what had just happened between them.

What the fuck was he supposed to say anyhow?

Opting for one of his lesser-used tactics, avoidance, Bakugo grabbed his backpack from where it rested on the floor near his bed and started his Modern Art essay that was due Monday.

Uraraka laid in Tsu's bed and cursed at her ceiling. This paper was torture! She wasn't a big fan of art, much less modern art.

"Come on Tsu-chan!" She whined for what was probably the fiftieth time.

"You really should stop leaving your homework for the very last second." Tsu chided as she kept her eyes locked onto her laptop screen.

"But we still got all of tomorrow." Uraraka knew she sounded like a spoiled baby but doing homework was not how she imagined her one-on-one hangout time with her best friend would consist of.

Tsu typed furiously for a couple more seconds before hitting save on her paper and closing her laptop, "Okay fine, we can stop."

"Yay!" Uraraka hit save and closed her laptop practically jumping off Tsu's bed to set it down on the desk.

They spent the next couple of hours talking about nothing and everything. They talked about Nejire and how amazing it was for her to be offered a position as Ryuko's sidekick. They talked about Nejire and how amazing it was for her to be offered a position as Ryuko's sidekick. They talked about their classes, what electives they thought of signing up for during their second semester, and Tsu even helped Uraraka decide where she should take her next work-study. For a brief but precious moment, they were first-years again, with nothing but bright-eyed wonder at the life ahead of them.

Uraraka had missed this. She always knew the older they got the busier they'd become. Even from their first to their second year, the increase in responsibilities had all of her classmates running ragged. Moments like these would probably occur less and less, so it was Uraraka appreciated them all the more.

"So there was something I've been meaning to tell you," Tsu said, popping another orange slice in her mouth.

"Mmmm" Uraraka tried to answer through the big mouthful of chips she was currently chewing through.

"It's about…well…I kinda," Tsu started twirling a strand of hair, clearly struggling to say whatever she was trying to tell Uraraka. That's weird. Tsu was usually so straight-forward, even and especially when something was difficult to say.

"Hey, it's okay," Uraraka said, attempting to sound reassuring. Whatever Tsu had to say she doubted it was that bad.

"I know, it's just hard to say it out loud," Tsu spoke, taking a long drink from her water bottle. Uraraka waited patiently until Tsu sorted through her thoughts and spoke once more.

"I like Tokoyami and I think he likes me back." She declared monotonously.

Uraraka choked on a chip. Even though she half-expected something like this, she was still caught off guard. Tsu handed her the water bottle and Uraraka drank it gratefully.

"Sorry," Uraraka's voice hoarse from all the coughing, "Sorry." She tried again, clearing her throat.

"Wow!" Now that she was done gasping for air to breathe, she couldn't help but smile at her friend. "That's…wow! Congrats Tsu-chan!"

"Congrats?" Tsu tried to sound composed but Uraraka could see a small smile threatening to pull at her lips.

"Well, yea. Liking someone that likes you back is not always a given." Uraraka tried to sound chipper but the statement hit a little too close to home, "Trust me."

Tsu nodded in understanding.

"So…did you want to tell me more? Because it's okay if you aren't ready yet." Uraraka knew what it felt like to be pushed and prodded for details and vowed to never do that to others. People talked when they were ready to talk.

"There's not much to tell." Tsu plopped back down on her bed. "We kept running into each other in the library and eventually we kind of started studying together?"

"Are you asking me?" Uraraka giggled. It still perplexed her how much they had all grown up. One day she was watching cartoons and drinking apple juice and the next she's discussing crushes with her best friend and getting fingered by her crush.

Fighting every instinct that told her to erupt into a deep blush at her suddenly dirty thought she refocused on Tsu.

"I'm not sure how it happened to be honest. He looked really stressed studying for our Math final and the next thing I know I'm helping him study for it." Tsu flipped over to her stomach, resting her chin on one hand and turning to face Uraraka. "He called me during the break to thank me."

Uraraka felt her eyebrows shoot into her hairline and the corners of her lips twitched up slightly. There were so many things she wanted to say but she remained quiet.

"It was kind of awkward. He's not much of a talker, but he was…" Uraraka saw Tsu's face begin to light up, "He was sweet."

"Is that why he sat with us on the first day?" Uraraka felt like a light bulb went off in her head. She had been trying to stay neutral and give Tsu plenty of space to share, or not share, at her pace, but it was really hard to contain herself sometimes.

Tsu blushed but nodded. Uraraka had never seen Tsu blush like that before. Her heart leaped with excitement for her friend.

"And that's who you made chocolates for?" Again, Tsu simply nodded.

"Well, I for one think it's amazing and I'm very happy for you." Uraraka puffed her chest out proudly.

"Thanks." Tsu murmured but shot her a genuine smile which Uraraka happily returned. She was about to say something else when all of a sudden a loud yawn escaped her.

"Woah there!" Tsu teased her, chuckling softly. Uraraka tossed a pillow at her friend but checked her phone to see the time.

It was almost midnight!

"We should probably get to bed," Tsu said as she got out of her bed and went into the adjoining bathroom to brush her teeth. Uraraka nodded and started putting away all of their snacks.

With another yawn, Uraraka plugged her phone to Tsu's extra charger and set it down on the desk. "Should I put an alarm or we wake up when we wake up?"

"Maybe set an alarm but not too early?" Tsu called out from the bathroom, "We still have to finish Midnight-sensei's assignment and better not to waste the whole morning sleeping."

Uraraka groaned but picked up her phone to do as she was told.

Bzzz. Bzzz.

Her phone vibrated in her hand, scaring her into almost dropping it. Uraraka quickly grasped it tighter and checked to see who was messaging her so late.

Bakugo Katsuki: Good night Round Face

Uraraka couldn't hide the ridiculous smile she was currently sporting and frankly, she didn't want too.

"Bakugo?" Tsu's voice sounded closer as she made her way to the bed. No longer worried about who knew or who didn't, Uraraka nodded.

Uraraka Ochako: what happened to baby?

Smirking, she set down her phone and went to brush her teeth and wash her face. By the time she resurfaced, Tsu had already settled herself into her sheets. Uraraka quickly flipped the lights off and walked back to her phone to set the alarm she had forgotten to set earlier.

Bakugo Katsuki: What happened to Katsuki?

The question was simple but it took Uraraka a couple of attempts and still she didn't understand.

Uraraka Ochako: ?

Bakugo Katsuki: forget it

Shit.

Uraraka Ochako: don't be like that.

Bakugo Katsuki: It's okay Cheeks. Go to sleep.

Uraraka Ochako: we'll talk later?

Bakugo Katsuki: I already said yes

Uraraka Ochako: kk, well good night then :)

Like many before her, she hoped a happy face would help fix this. Uraraka waited a minute to see if he'd respond but he never did. Slightly disappointed by their exchange, Uraraka set her alarm and plopped down on the bed next to her best friend, where she proceeded to toss and turn, unable to find a comfortable position.

"Ochako." Tsu's voice stopped her mid-pillow fluff, "Something wrong?"

Uraraka contemplated what to say. She didn't want to lie to her but...

"It's kind of a long story and you were already falling asleep."

She heard Tsu sigh softly before sitting back up on the bed. "Tell me."

Uraraka nibbled at her inner cheek for a brief second before unloading everything that had happened between herself and Bakugo since she gave them the chocolates. Oddly enough, Uraraka felt a bit better after saying everything out loud. Tsu remained quiet, blinking rapidly.

"Say something?" Uraraka prompted after a couple of minutes of silence.

"I..uhm, well…wow." Tsu finally managed to speak.

"Say something more." Uraraka started picking at her cuticles again. Tsu reached out and cupped her hand with one of hers, effectively stopping any more skin picking.

"Just give me a second." Tsu appeared to be having a conversation inside her head because she kept nodding as if to agree with something being said. Finally, she inhaled deeply as if to gather enough oxygen to say what she was about to say.

"Okay, well, that was a lot. Although I sincerely beg you to refrain from ever describing Bakugo's penis to me again." Uraraka blushed, she hadn't meant to be so…descriptive. It was like once she got started she couldn't stop until absolutely every single thought she had had in the last twenty-four hours was expressed. "I think you should go talk to him."

"Right now?!" Uraraka shrieked.

"He's clearly awake," Tsu motioned towards the phone on the nightstand, "And it doesn't seem like the kind of conversation you would want to leave for a later time."

"But, we are supposed to sleepover."

"Come back when you're done." Tsu chirped.

"But, but…girls aren't supposed to be in the boys' room past curfew." Uraraka knew that excuse was weak, especially considering all the rules she had been breaking recently. She didn't even need light to see the deadpan look Tsu was giving her.

"Ochako…"

"I know, I know." Uraraka slipped out of the bed and grabbed her phone from the charger. "I'll be back."

"Just don't make too much noise when you come back." Tsu waved goodbye as she fell back into her bed.

Uraraka nodded and quietly exited Tsu's room.

She knocked this time. Not wanting to intrude on his space or catch him in any compromising positions, she knocked. Softly at first, not wanting to draw too much attention to herself.

After a couple of seconds of silence, she knocked a little louder. She heard some rustling from inside the room but it quickly led to more silence.

"Bakguo?" She whisper-shouted, knocking just a slight decibel louder. She heard more rustling, some soft thuds, and then the door opened a crack.

"Cheeks?" His voice sounded groggy. How quickly can he knock out?!

Uraraka smiled and waved at him, feeling uncomfortable.

Bakugo opened the door a little farther and looked her up and down before stepping to the side and letting her step into his room. Uraraka heard him close the door behind her and lock it once more.

"Glad to see you found some manners." Bakugo scoot past her heading back towards his bed and sitting down. Uraraka remained where she was.

"Sorry," She said louder than intended, "I mean sorry," dropped her voice to a softer tone, "I never apologized."

Bakugo said nothing and Uraraka felt the need to fill the space.

"I, uhm…we need to talk."

Again, he remained quiet.

"Okay, well I'll start." She ceded after a few more minutes of tense silence, "So the thing is…You see…I kind of…Fuck." Uraraka could not find the right words to say.

"Round face, it's almost one in the morning."

"Did you mean it?" She finally asked the one question that had been haunting her.

"What?"

"Did you mean it when you said you liked me?"

Uraraka could hear her heart beating rapidly against her chest, her throat went dry, and her stomach clenched. As the seconds ticked by the harder it was to breathe.

"Why is it so hard for you to believe me?" Bakugo sighed.

"Because it's…"

"Because it's me." He spat at her.

"I don't mean it like that and you know it." Why did he always want to start a fight all of a sudden?

"Oh, so no I'm supposed to believe you when you say something but you won't believe me."

"Do you or don't you!" A weird emotion was bubbling deep in her chest and she didn't like it very much.

"I already told you I did." He sounded exasperated.

"Did?"

"Do." He corrected.

Don't cry.

Uraraka wasn't sure what she expected from this conversation but this was definitely not it.

"Fuck, Uraraka. I like you. I bought that stupid book to see what you liked because I fucking hoped like the dumbass I'm apparently becoming that one day we'd…" He stopped to take a breath. "And then we did, we were…and then you fell asleep which I googled and apparently that's something to be proud of, and then you regretted it once you woke up." Apparently it wasn't only Uraraka who had a lot of pent up emotions.

"I didn't regret it." She said simply.

"Didn't?"

"Don't." She corrected.

They both inhaled deeply before exhaling in unison.

"Bakugo, I like you too."

"Okay, so we like each other. Now what?"

Uraraka finally moved, walking towards Bakugo and boldly sitting on his lap. Fuck being timid, she wanted to feel him close to her, feel his arms around her. She wrapped her arms around his neck while he wrapped his around her waist. They both inhaled the other, bodies releasing their tenseness the longer the held each other.

"Now we date, I think?" Uraraka quipped, trying to lighten the mood but also wanting to gauge his reaction.

"Date? Like, go to dinner and shit like that?" He burrowed into the crook of her neck, rubbing his cheek into the exposed skin.

"Something like that yea." She spoke into his hair.

"Okay." He said pulling their bodies away from each other in order to look into her eyes.

"Okay?" She questioned.

"Yea, let's do that dating crap."

"How romantic Bakugo." She rolled her eyes but laughed. Bakugo narrowed his eyes at her but then slowly started smiling at her. It would have been sweet if he didn't look like a hunter stalking his prey. Fuck.

Bakugo slowly leaned his face down towards hers, Uraraka could feel all her nerve-endings stand at attention, ready and waiting for any attention.

"Baby," He whispered sensually against her lips, before directing them to her cheek and planting a soft kiss, "I already told you to call me Katsuki." He pulled away from her again looking smug.

It took Uraraka a second to recover.

Oh, he wants to play games. Uraraka was fired up now. Her heart full now that they had finally talked. They were dating! She had never dated before but surely it must be less drama-inducing than whatever they had been doing up until now. Confident in his feelings for her and hers for him, Uraraka slipped off his lap as sensually as she could from the angle she had been sitting at.

"Katsuki…" She tried imitating the tone she had heard one of the women in the porno clips she'd watched recently use. Uraraka wasn't sure if she got it right, but it clearly had worked for Bakugo because he was already sporting a semi.

"Get up." She echoed his command from before. Bakugo shot up from his bed like a jack-in-the-box. Uraraka almost laughed but she was in character right now. She couldn't break.

She slowly closed the space between them, running one hand from his chest down to the elastic from his shorts. "Did you finish?" Having her hand so near his now full-blown erection had her forgetting what she was trying to do in the first place. Uraraka had interrupted him mid-jerk. How close had he been?

"What?" Bakugo's sounded strained.

"Did you finish?" She pulled at the elastic waistband and she felt the fabric move against him, rubbing softly against the head of his cock. Bakugo hissed but shook his head no.

Okay Ochako WHAT ARE YOU DOING! The rational part of her brain was quickly being drowned out by the part of her that had been fantasizing about taking him in her mouth for close to two months now.

She looked up at Bakugo and saw that his eyes were cemented on the hand still pulling at his shorts. His eyes never left her hands still pulling at his shorts. Uraraka felt powerful. It wasn't many that could reduce Lord Explosion Murder back into the horny teenager he actually was. "Do you want too?" She purred.

Bakugo nodded, too dumbfounded by Uraraka's actions to speak properly.

Before she could overthink, Uraraka pulled down his shorts and underwear in one quick motion and knelt in front of him.

"Fuck, Uraraka!" He groaned at the sudden exposure to the cold air around them, "You don't have too." Bakugo tried to keep his voice steady, he didn't want his desire to influence her decision.

"Teach me what you like." Uraraka ignored him, too consumed by the penis inches from her face. Excluding earlier today, she had never seen a dick in person. Although a bit smaller than the majority of penises she saw in her porn videos, it had more girth. Uraraka felt herself salivating and her nipples hardened against her shirt.

Bakugo reached behind him and grabbed a pillow. Shuffling backward, he dropped it in front of him and Uraraka took that as her queue to kneel on top of it. With her knees properly cushioned, Bakugo reached for her hand, guiding her until they both wrapped around his already weeping head. She could feel the stickiness of his precum as Bakugo guided her up and down his shaft. Slowly, Bakugo showed her how to twist and pull at him in a way that made his hips buck forward, desperate for more friction.

But Uraraka didn't just want to feel him in her hands. She wanted to taste him.

"Katsuki," She looked up at him and he stopped both their hands from continuing their rhythm. "Can I…" Her voice was small, too consumed with lust. Her eyes darted back to where her hand rested on the head of his cock. She leaned in, her lips parting and her tongue darting out impatiently. Hearing no objection, Uraraka gave the tip of his penis one tentative lick.

"Shit." He hissed, both his hands shooting to her head.

"Sorry," She pulled back a little. "Did I hurt you?" She asked voice worried. The guys in the porn videos she'd seen didn't look like they were in pain, quite the opposite. But they were pros? Maybe it hurt guys the first time?

"N-no." He grunted, his hand petting the top of her head reassuringly. Bakugo had his eyes closed but he didn't look like he was in pain. Convinced, Uraraka leaned in and licked the head a little harder, flattening her tongue like she would on a lollipop. She wasn't prepared for his dick to taste so salty. It wasn't a bad taste, almost like the taste of trail-mix.

Trying to remember everything she had read or seen about giving blow-jobs, Uraraka opened her mouth and slowly wrapped her lips around his head.

"Fucking shit, Angel." It took every ounce of willpower not to thrust into her warm mouth. Uraraka began working her way up and down his shaft, trying to get as much of him in her mouth before pulling back and trying again. Each time she tried to go a little deeper, the sounds of his moans from above encouraging her. Uraraka held onto one of his muscular thighs for balance and wrapped the other one at his base, jerking him while she continued her mission.

Uraraka took a deep breath, inhaling his musky aroma before diving as deep as she could, not stopping until she felt him hit the back of her throat. Gagging, she pulled back just as quickly. Bakugo looked down at the incredible image beneath him. He tried to capture this moment because he was sure as hell going to treasure this for the rest of his life.

The most radiant girl he had ever seen was kneeling in front of him, a thin string of saliva connecting her juicy lips to his cock and she was gazing at him through hooded eyes.

"You're so fucking beautiful." He meant it. And not just because she was currently sucking him off either. Everything about her was beautiful, from the way she nibbled on her eraser during tests or the way she picked at her fingers when she was stressed. Bakugo never cared much for luck. He always worked hard and was confident that he deserved everything he had. Except now. Except with her. He would never understand how an angel, like herself, willingly fell into his lap.

Bakugo would have probably said something stupid but all coherent thought was silenced when he felt Uraraka wrap her tiny hand around him again, copying what he had taught her earlier. His fingers curling into her hair as she took him in his mouth again.

Faster, she bobbed up and down his cock taking as much as she could of him. Bakugo had tried to keep himself still, letting her take the lead, but he was getting so close. He could feel his balls constricting, ready to deposit himself into Uraraka's willing mouth.

Bakugo began to thrust into her mouth, his hips jerking forward before he could stop himself. Uraraka moaned around his head, the vibrations making him lose it.

"Fuck baby, your mouth feels so good around my dick." His words caused her moans and her moans made him thrust harder into her.

"You like that huh," Uraraka had stopped moving, letting Bakugo take control, "You like when I call you baby and tell you how amazing you are."

"Mmmm" Uraraka moaned, all she could do was hold on tightly to his legs as he pounded into her mouth. She could feel her pussy throbbing with desire, jealous of her mouth for all the attention it was receiving. Uraraka clenched her thighs in an attempt to add pressure to her clit but it wasn't enough. As Bakugo continued to ram into her, she reached into her shorts until she found what she was looking for.

"Yes, Angel, touch yourself while I fuck your mouth." Bakugo was grunting loudly. Uraraka was having a hard time breathing but she held on. She could do this.

"Look at you, taking all of me." Uraraka pinched her clit as hard as she could, desperate and aching for attention.

Bakugo's thrusts were getting more frantic, Uraraka couldn't help but start to gag as he repeatedly smacked against her tonsils. Amazingly, the sound of her gagging was the final push for both of them.

"Angel…I'm…gonna…" Was all the warning he gave her before exploding into her mouth, hot spurts of cum shooting across her tongue and down her throat. Uraraka lapped it all hungrily, as she too reached her climax. Although not nearly as intense as the one before, Uraraka swallowed his cum down with a blissful smile that only an orgasm could bring her.

Bakugo removed himself from her, allowing her to breathe again. They both remained as they were, slowly coming down from their highs. Bakugo recovered first, pulling his pants back up and reaching for Uraraka to help her as she shakily got back up to her feet.

Without thinking Bakugo removed his shirt and used it to clean Uraraka's face gently.

"Thanks." She murmured softly, making Bakugo chuckle. If anyone should be saying thanks it was him. Uraraka smiled at him.

Bakugo pulled her into him and let himself fall back into his bed. Quietly, they repositioned until they were laying down under his covers. Uraraka began tracing down the ripples of his muscles, focusing on his abs. Those God-forsaken abs that had plagued many a dream.

"I think I like this dating stuff," Bakugo whispered into her hair, kissing the top of her head.

"Yea, I bet." She joked, making both of them laugh.

As they laid there next to each other, both tried to make sense of what was happening between them. It somehow felt so easy…so natural to be with each other.

It was a little unnerving if they were honest.

But nonetheless, they persisted. Surprising the other with their willingness to try.

Uraraka felt Bakugo's breathing shallow and she couldn't help but smile. Everything just felt so…right.

"Katsuki." She whispered.

"Go to sleep." He chided, half-asleep already.

"I can't fall asleep here." She tried to pull away but Bakugo pinned her back to him. "Do you want two more weeks of suspended activities. Because this is how you get two more weeks of suspended activities." Uraraka wriggled against his hold but to no avail.

"You just got to be out of here before anyone catches you." In her squirming, Bakugo managed to switch sides with her, holding her captive between his bedroom wall and himself. "Now, sleep."

She was pretty tired. And his bed was so comfy.

No!

"Katsuki, someone will catch me." She argued.

"I wake up at five am Cheeks, literally no one is up at that hour." He growled, frustrated that the conversation was still going on.

"If waking up at five am is your way of enticing me, I got other news for you buddy." She huffed but stopped struggling against him. It was a Sunday; most people weren't up until at least seven or eight.

"Moon face." He warned.

"Fine." She settled back into the bed and tried to get comfy. Once she settled down she turned to see Bakugo. His face looked peaceful when he wasn't scowling. He's so handsome. She thought.

"Stop staring." How the hell did he know!

"I wasn't staring." But she turned her face back into a comfortable position.

"Good night, creep." He said, kissing her arm.

"Good night, jerk."

And with such a lovely exchange to conclude her night, Uraraka fell into one of the best nights rest she had had in a long time.

AN: Sorry for the angst. I seriously don't plan it, it just kind of happens.