Originally posted as part of "The Explosion Hero's Otherworld Harem" one-shot series.

The following takes place within the My Hero Academia universe, please enjoy!

It's been about 5 years since Katsuki Bakugou had graduated U.A. High School, now known by "Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight" and things have been going somewhat smoothly. While there's some general discourse over his aggressive nature and violent attitude, Dynamight had become quite popular. Within a few years, he's already within the top 10 Pro Heroes of Japan with a large following and continued to work his way to the #1 spot.

Recently though, there have been stirs of a new villainous group known as the "Foot Clan" with their armored leader "The Shredder" making a name for himself. They had been a problem for Pro Heroes until they suddenly vanished. While some had expressed relief over their absence, Bakugou knew better than to let sleeping dragons lie. After spending a lot of time trying to figure out what happened to them, he discovered they had simply changed locations to overseas.

And thus, that's how Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight made it to New York City. Being a foreign Pro Hero caused a lot of annoyance, having all sorts of random checks and restrictions whilst also having to deal with US hero laws but Bakugou managed.

Right now, the Pro Hero was settled in a bar and just having a few drinks. Earlier that night, Bakugou thought he had a lead to The Shredder but it was just some random American thugs. They were easy pickings but the explosion hero just wanted to take the wannabe villains down. And so he drowns his inpatient rage in alcohol.

As he downed the next of many drinks, a feminine voice called out, "So we finally meet in person, Mr. Explosion."

Bakugou just groaned as he felt a headache coming in, turning to see his frustrations in the form of a grown woman in her late 20's approach him. She has somewhat messy brown hair that's about chin length, matching her darker brown eyes but that's not what draws the eye. Instead, it's her bright yellow jumpsuit with a white belt and boots.

April O'Neil.

Bakugou turned back to his drink, "Banana-Peel."

She frowned at the nickname, "April. O'Neil."

Suffice to say, Bakugou and April have met before. Shortly after Bakugou had arrived in New York and begun his hunt for the Foot, he came across one of their operations. April, a reporter for some local television station, had been snooping around and got captured by the villains. So Bakugou had to make sure to save her whilst taking out The Shredder's forces, although the bladed leader himself was absent.

And ever since then, April has been a constant pain in Bakugou's ass. When he refused to have an interview after saving her, the reporter had stubbornly pursued him for weeks. First she was flooding his email with messages, then it was phone calls and voicemails, and now she finally managed to find him in person.

She took a seat next to him, "Fancy meeting you here of all places. I figured you were always on the job."

Bakugou grunted and took another drink, "I am, there's just no one left to pummel tonight. And my name's 'Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight', get it right!"

April hummed unamused, "Right..." She took a moment to order a drink from the bartender before turning back to him, "So about the Foot clan..."

The hero growled, "No."

"Oh come on!" She whined, "You've been tight-lipped about this for weeks!"

Bakugou scoffed, "I'm not the sharing type. Go bother someone else!" Another drink downed.

The reporter groaned, "There IS no one else. These Foot guys are super secretive, no one can tell me anything. When I saw you fight them, you kept yelling as if you knew them."

"I'm not drunk enough for this..." Bakugou muttered, "I have nothing to gain from public charity!"

April thought it over for a moment before responding, "Japanese heroes like you have a popularity system, so I assume you're trying be a big shot, right?" Bakugou remained silent which was enough to answer her question, "If I report everything with you at the center, that'd give you a lot of positive attention. Are you following me?"

He took a moment to think over her words, "...I can see that happening. Doesn't mean that's guaranteed, Banana-Peel."

April smirked as she finally got her drink, "I mean yeah, but it's gotta help right? I can still pay you back in some way, I'm sure."

As she turned her attention to her drink, Bakugou couldn't help but let his eyes wander free. While her yellow jumpsuit is an eyesore, it does well to keep a man's attention. It fit her perfectly, the shape of her figure slender and curvy through the yellow material. It reminded Bakugou of Camie Utsushimi and her own jumpsuit, although April is much more filled out in the right areas. Her ass is plump, the clothing around it practically stretching from constraining it. And her breasts are no slouch either, her deep cleavage in full view from the slit in the suit and the way they seemed to want to burst out made it seem like she had no bra underneath...

Bakugou reigned himself in. It had been a long time since he had gotten that kind of relief and he's been antsy as of late. His first time had been in U.A., spending some one-night stands with some of the female students, some of which include some girls in his class. That ended when most of them had found significant others to spend their time with. Then after graduating he had gotten with a few women briefly (including Camie herself) but spent the past few years focused adamantly on his hero career. Getting his dick wet was a total non-priority.

But then again, maybe it's all the many drinks he's had but April's offer for an interview was sounding very tempting at the moment...

After finishing her first drink, April turned to him, "So how about it, 'Dynamight'? Think we can work something out?"

Bakugou merely downed one more drink and smirked at her.

The door to Bakugou's apartment kicked open with a BANG, making room for the hero and April as they stumbled inside. Their arms are wrapped around each other as they passionately make out, each soaking in the other's drunken taste. April lifted a leg to kick the door close but kept it up, having Bakugou snake his arm around her thigh and grip her ample ass. She moaned into Bakugou's mouth as she felt her rear being handled.

It took a few drinks but after the proposition was made, April was on board for a wild night.

With each drunken and clumsy step, they made their way to Bakugou's bedroom. They separated lips, a single trail of saliva connecting their mouths together as they stared into each other's lust-filled eyes. When the blonde released her leg, April smirked and took a step back.

The reporter reached up and grasped the zipper to her jumpsuit, drawing Bakugou's eager gaze as she slowly zipped it down. With an agonizingly slow pace, she stopped just above her stomach and grasped the slit of the opening with both hands. Pulling it apart, Bakugou's earlier guess was proven right when April's bare breasts burst into sight, almost spilling out with freedom.

April simply stood and waited as Bakugou's eyes were frozen on her large cleavage, patient as he finally took a step toward her. Not wasting any time, he leaned down and nestled his head into the valley of her mounds and let April wrap her arms around his head to keep him in place.

Quickly, Bakugou shifted from simply nuzzling to clamping his mouth onto her leftmost breast and began to trace her nipple with his tongue. April moaned and bit her lip as he ravaged her breast, taking his tongue and tracing it to the other nipple and continued the process. Within a moment, April's entire cleavage was practically soaked by Bakugou's mouth.

Removing himself from his partner's grasp, Bakugou began taking off his clothes and casting them aside. April couldn't help but stare at the hero's body as more and more clothing was thrown off, first was his firm muscles and frame. But when the pants came down, she had to lower her eyes to take in the sight of his erect cock. Not needing any prompting, she removed the white belt and boots keeping her outfit together before finally taking off her iconic yellow jumpsuit. The sight that awaited Bakugou was perfection, as expected that jumpsuit did very little to hide every bit how shapely and attractive her figure is.

Bakugou walked to his bed and sat down, his manhood standing on its own and ready for their next action. April's eyes remained locked on the excited member, considering just taking it in her right away but she wanted to have some more fun. Instead, she got to her knees and threw a smug look up at Bakugou, her chocolate eyes locked with his beady ruby ones.

Without looking, she cupped both of her breasts and wrapped them around Bakugou's cock. He winced from the rush of pleasure, her mounds both warm and moist from his own mouth. The reporter switched her attention to his throbbing member, while her breasts are quite large, the head of the cock still poked out from the valley of cleavage. She lowered her head and gave a few licks around his tip, keeping an eye on how Bakugou glares and sucks in a breath, trying not to moan. Well, that won't do...

Taking his unsaid challenge, she lifted her breasts and began to pump him slowly. They didn't have lube but Bakugou's saliva over her chest was enough to get started, especially with her occasional lick to his head. Things went a lot smoother when the precum leaked from his member, allowing April to increase her pace. All the while, the hero still tried to remain stoic but he began to shut his eyes and grit his teeth trying to hold himself back. Not only was the action and sight incredibly hot, the sloppy sound of her breasts slapping together and hitting his manhood was addicting.

April just rolled her eyes at his attitude and stopped her actions completely. A whine accidentally escaped Bakugou's mouth, proof of his dismay. She reveled in the way he opened his eyes with a glare and groaned, clearly annoyed at being blue balled.

He growled, "Keep going."

April just laughed and gave Bakugou's tip another lick before continuing, "Good boy."

This time, Bakugou didn't restrain himself as he thrust himself in time with her pumps. His cock reached up and touched her lips with each buck of his hips, his member growing hotter and hotter between her mounds. With this two-sided exchange, it was only a matter of time before Bakugou's dam broke and a shot of cum burst from his cock. April had to shut her eyes as the hot semen hit her face, sticking to parts of her face and getting stuck in her hair. When her head backed away from this, the last few shots of semen hit her chest and coated her breasts instead.

When his orgasm ended, Bakugou smirked as he stared at April, now with white stains marked all over her. It had been so very long since he let himself enjoy a woman this way, this was going to be fun. He chuckled, "I think I like you better this way."

April grunted as she removed a strand of sticky cum from around her eye, "Well I think I'll like you better lying down on that bed."

Bakugou complied, getting more comfortable on his mattress as he reached over to his nightstand. Opening the drawer, he pulled out a pack of old unused condoms and took one out. Bakugou still had a hero career after all, he didn't want to accidentally knock someone up and have to divide his attention to a brat.

With rubber properly applied, Bakugou just leaned back and waited for April to crawl over him. She stayed over him for a second, letting her breasts hang over his face for a moment, tempting him. Bakugou wasn't having it though, he just glared and reached a hand out to slap her ass, flinching her. April couldn't help getting a bit excited from that.

Getting off her hands, April got up and positioned herself properly. The head of Bakugou's cock poked at April's waiting entrance, twitching in anticipation. April tilted her head and teased, "I'm still getting that scoop right? I'd hate to get myself dirty for nothing."

Bakugou still wasn't having April's teasing, "Oh for fuck's sake, come on!" His hands reached up and gripped her plump hips, pulling her down all the way and plunging himself straight into her womanhood. She moaned loudly from his forceful entry, plugged all the way to his hilt in one move. He made no more motions though, letting her take the lead.

And so April did, letting herself adjust to his raw girth for a moment before slowly lifting herself up and pounding down. April's hands trace Bakugou's body, feeling up his abs and pecs as she makes sure to pace herself as much as possible. Lewd sounds fill the bedroom as they collide, skin smacking and moans from both lovers.

While restrained from the condom, Bakugou still felt all of the warm cocoon of April's vagina. He kept one gripped on his bedsheets and the other grasping April's side, keeping her anchored to his groin. He still hadn't moved his own hips, giving April some leeway at first but that was soon to change.

April's efforts are incredible, keeping a slow and steady pace that drowns the both of them in a pool of lust, but Bakugou had spent too many years on the leash for a slower night. He was about to introduce the reporter girl to a world of primal desire. He allowed April a few more humps before he made his move.

In an instant, he burst his body forward and switched their positions. April yelped and shut her eyes as her back hit the mattress, only having a few seconds to process what happened before she felt Bakugou's massive meatstick fill her insides once again. Opening her eyelids, she stared up at a panting Bakugou.

He just whispered, "My turn..." His hips pounded away, rapidly entering April's pussy over and over. Bakugou groaned and kept his hands gripped on April's shoulders, using them as an anchor as he plunged deep into her with all his might. The underneath them creaked and shook from the force, April's tits bouncing in rhythm while her legs wrapped around Bakugou's waist and kept him guided. Sweat traced down their naked bodies as it kept growing more intense, until finally...

April's hands reached up and grabbed Bakugou's wrists, her voice ragged and sensual, "I'm-, ah, cumming!"

Bakugou just let his actions do the talking as he picked up the pace, thrusting faster and harder until finally he hit his orgasm. His arms pressed April's shoulders deeper into the mattress as his hips locked in place, letting the wave of bliss wash over body as he released his seed, thankfully trapped within the condom. April herself shuddered as the peak of climax surged within her.

After riding it out, Bakugou smirked down at April beneath him, her skin glistening with sweat and moonlight pouring in from a nearby window. She gave a small chuckle as she looked up at him, "I hope that's not it?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Bakugou spotted and counted the number of condoms left on his night stand, giving a greedy laugh of his own as he leaned down and captured April's lips.

Several Weeks Later...

The Foot Clan has been disbanded and The Shredder finally defeated at the hands of Katsuki Bakugou, after months of tracking and fighting the criminal organization in New York. And true to their deal, April and Channel 6 News were the first to have information of the entire story. By Bakugou's request, April didn't use any of the information she learned from him UNTIL the Foot Clan was taken care of.

And the result? April gained plenty of positive attention for being able to discover the story whilst Bakugou noticed that his hero name "Dynamight" had been trending online all day. His Japanese fanbase were celebrating the big news whilst it seemed he's gained a newfound American fanbase, all pluses in his eyes.

A public party to praise the defeat of the Foot was held in his honor, full of many government officials, media reporters, and general bigwigs. Bakugou, while the man of the hour, preferred to be discreet at the party. While he was free to be in his hero costume, Bakugou thought it'd be more appropriate to have a formal suit, albeit with an orange dress shirt to keep up his general appearance.

He just shook some hands and snacked on the expensive snacks until a certain woman caught his eyes, dressed in ever-iconic yellow. With all the press present, it made sense April is here too. She was dressed for the party in a beautiful yellow evening gown that left his shoulders bare and her cleavage open for all to see, even her hair is touched up to match the occasion.

Bakugou stared at April from across the room for a moment, taking in her gorgeous appearance. Within seconds, her head happened to turn and their eyes connected. They both froze, as if silently communicating something between them, before both adopted a smirk.

Minutes later, they found a small closet to sneak into and lock lips. Tongues danced between their mouths while their hands messed up each other's hair and explored their bodies. Their fancy clothes meant nothing to their lustful desire, removing some of their outfits so fast that some of it seems to tear.

After some more making out and a blowjob or two, Bakugou shifted himself behind April's back, his saliva-coated cock poking out between her thighs. He put his chin on her shoulder and whispered into her ear, "Did you bring protection?"

April's face blanked, "...You think I have pockets in that dress?"

Thinking it over for a second, Bakugou grunted, "Guess I'm gonna have to use the back entrance then."

April raised an eyebrow in confusion but flinched as she felt the head of Bakugou's cock begin to penetrate her ass, "Hey, you can't just-...!" Her breath hitched as she felt him slide in, "Oh~..."

Bakugou smirked, "Desperate times call for desperate measures, Banana-Peel." He gave her ass a quick slap, causing her to yelp, before pounding into her. His hips collided with her plump cheeks, forcing April to lean forward against the closet door for something to keep steady.

It's a very popular party with many people too absorbed with promoting themselves and no one is gonna check a random closet, the two had all the time in the world...

BONUS

April O'Neil (Age 28)
"The Channel 6 Reporter from America who always gets the scoop."

Personal Data
Affiliation: Channel Six News
Birthday: 11/28
Height: 172 cm
Place of Origin: New York City
Likes: Reporting, Excitement, Pizza
Quirkless

Words from an Acquaintance - Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight/Katsuki Bakugou:
"A nosy woman who needs to start getting her ass out of my business and not in such a tight eyesore of an outfit!"