There were a lot of things in life that Katsuki did that would get him in trouble. While he might have been a rule follower to some extent he was also worse than any middle school bully. He stopped caring a long time ago about what people thought of him.
Sure, he could have been nicer but Katsuki much preferred to be a dick most of the time. So what if he started arguments on purpose recently? It wasn't like anyone noticed why he did what he did.
Katsuki never did or said anything he didn't want to, he knew exactly what he was doing when he picked that fight, and fuck he loved it.
"What was that?" Eijirou asked, his tone condescending.
Katsuki tried to talk but Eijirou fucked into his mouth again leaving the blond even more of a mess than he already was. And really all the blond could do was groan at the feeling. His throat was so full as he did his best to keep his teeth out of the way. He felt lightheaded, yet relaxed into the touch anyway.
His knees hurt and his dick felt painful at this point for being ignored for so long. But he knew Eijirou would only fuck him if—and when—Katsuki deserved it.
He fucked up.
And holy fuck was it worth it.
He didn't even care if he was on his knees in the locker room, where anyone could walk in and see how much he could take in his mouth.
Eijirou tugged on his hair, using his throat like a damn fleshlight. Something that since Katsuki offered to help him out one day—Eijirou has yet to use again. He didn't even use another toy on himself since then. Preferring the warm wet heat of Katsuki's throat or ass.
And really Katsuki was not complaining.
He started it after all.
He knew Eijirou was going to be there, and he fucking knew just how pissed off he got when Katsuki was rude to his classmates, but Katsuki felt like getting his throat fucked. What better way than starting shit?
So what if Ochako, Tsu, and Deku were all right there to help him out unintentionally? Sue him.
"Oh my god shut the fuck up!" Katsuki yelled at them.
Deku looked up, shocked about someone calling him out. Katsuki had gotten good at tuning him out over the years. However, he was on a mission this time.
"Wow, you're one to talk," Tsu stated.
Katsuki looked over to her. "What's that supposed to mean, frog face?"
"You're loud, dumbass!" Tsu muttered with a ribbit.
Ochako stepped between them. "Okay maybe we should just—"
They both ignored her.
"Oh, but you have no problem with fuckwaffle muttering gibberish over there!" Katsuki yelled.
"Bakugou stop being rude," Ochako muttered.
Katsuki flipped them off. "Fuck off and die."
Ochako rolled her eyes at him, unamused but not surprised that was his response. Most of their class was used to him acting out. Few realized it was him being overstimulated and unable to mask it anymore or him being a little shit. Some days it was fifty-fifty.
Katsuki looked up and met Eijirou's gaze.
He was unamused, looking at him with an expression he knew well. It was almost as if to say: go ahead see where that gets you.
And Katsuki did.
He got up and took the notebook from Deku's hands throwing it to the floor.
It was unharmed. He wasn't that big of an ass at least anymore. He just wanted the dramatics, not the actual damage, enough to get him in trouble and for Eijirou to have to deal with him later.
"Uncalled for Bakugou," Tsu informed him.
But Eijirou was walking into the room and over to him so it worked.
That was how Katsuki found himself on his knees for his best friend, his boyfriend. The feeling of a fat dick on his tongue and really he should be worried.
Worried that his head was too fuzzy and his airway was not able to do its job, worried that they were semi in public and that Eijirou was using him as nothing more than an object.
His dick was so hard and there was nothing he could do about it.
Then Eijirou was stopping, stilling in his mouth. His hips flush with Katsuki's fuckable mouth. The blond nearly choked as he swallowed the load of cum.
Bitter on his tongue.
Eijirou watched his mouth as he slowly pulled out. "Clean me up."
And Katsuki did.
Licking up any cum or spit before tucking Eijirou back into his pants. Eijirou looked down at him. His face was still pissed but not as harsh—and gods—Katsuki needed to cum. He was so close, all he needed was a few more minutes—but Eijirou wasn't going to let it go so easily.
"How about this," Eijirou tilted his chin up to look him in the eyes. "You behave the rest of the day, through dinner, and after you help me and the squad study. I will let you cum on my cock."
Katsuki nodded.
Did he like the thought?
Fuck no.
He wanted to fucking cum now.
But he knew better than to argue with Eijirou right now, otherwise, he would be left untouched for the next week or until Eijirou saw fit his punishment was over and Katsuki did not want to deal with that. So, he fixed his dick in his pants and went about the rest of his day.
Katsuki made sure to be on his best behavior for the rest of the day. All the way through their study session with the squad. Which he had no fucking idea how he managed it but he made sure he didn't slip up, all the while making sure he wasn't too nice to get the attention of their friends.
Studying with the idiots was even worse knowing how close to getting his dick appointment he was. He knew as soon as they fucking left he was going to be pounded into his bed.
And fuck.
He wanted it so fucking badly.
Sero had thankfully already left, once they were finished with the subject they needed help with they thanked Katsuki and left. Going to the showers and ready for early morning training.
Meanwhile, Katsuki was fucking stuck in his room with Mina and Denki and who just continued on about whatever gossip they were talking about now.
And Katsuki was sure he was going to commit a homicide or suicide by the end of the conversation.
Mina sighed. "I am telling you it isn't you idiot."
"Yes, it is," Katsuki chimed in. "Why the fuck would Bigfoot live in the woods behind the dorms?!"
"Because that's what they don't want us to think," Denki told him, pointing to his head.
"Do you hear yourself," Katsuki deadpanned.
Denki nodded. "Duh, me and Hanta saw it the other day."
"Why were you in the woods together?" Mina paused her argument and asked.
"Well, we already got in trouble in the common rooms and I wanted to make out with him in a bros way."
Katsuki blinked.
He had to be joking.
Mina looked over to Katsuki with the same stunned look.
Dear gods.
He wasn't joking.
And he thought Eijirou was bad with all his bro shit.
"You're such a fucking dumbass," Katsuki stated matter of factly, at that.
"What does that mean?" Denki asked.
Katsuki blinked at him. "It means you're stupid."
"Not what I meant—"
"Okay guys let's take a moment," Mina chimed in.
"Denki you know I am all for platonic kissing and stuff but you do see how Bakubabe could see that as you being as dense as Kiri with his bromance stuff?"
Denki thought about it for a moment before he ultimately shrugged. "I mean we both had our socks on."
Katsuki face palmed. "Yes, because that's what matters."
Eijirou walked in at the perfect time, only to pause in the doorway. "What happened?"
"Well Eijirou good news, were straight," Katsuki muttered.
"What?" Eijirou asked, very confused since he was gayer than the rainbow in pride month.
"Well, we had socks on earlier, so, by Denki's logic we are heterosexuals!" Katsuki mocked.
Denki rolled his eyes. "That is not what I meant!"
"You literally just fucking said that!" Katsuki yelled.
"You did babes," Mina muttered gently.
At that comment, Denki's eyes widened. "Oh my gods, I am gay for Sero Hanta."
Eijirou shut the door behind him. "Um, seriously, what the hell did I miss? I just went to get a drink."
Denki stood up. "I have to go."
Mina grabbed their things rushing after him. "I am going to make sure he doesn't cause a power outage. Study time the same time tomorrow?"
"Works for me," Katsuki shrugged.
"Okay, see ya!" Mina waved before she was running after a panicked Denki.
Eijirou sat the extra drink he got down, one of Katsuki's favorites.
"Denki and Hanta made out and Denki is realizing how gay it is," Katsuki summed up.
"That makes sense," Eijirou nodded.
"Yeah."
"Good for them," Eijirou sat back on Katsuki's bed.
Katsuki closed his textbooks and cleaned his desk up how he liked. He had a place for everything. Even moving his drink to the coaster Mina made him for Secret Santa with his hero 'X' logo on it.
Katsuki sighed.
Eijirou looked over at him. "Was there something else?"
Katsuki crossed his arms. "You fucking know there is."
Eijirou thought about it for a moment and Katsuki really wanted to blast the bitch when he finally did answer. "Hmm, nope can't remember maybe try asking me something else."
Katsuki got up and walked over to his bed, looking at Eijirou expectantly. "Pretty sure you said you'd put your dick to good use if I behaved."
Eijirou shrugged as if he had to think back to earlier in the morning when he very much did promise Katsuki he would get a reward for his stellar behavior.
"Sounds like something I'd say. Why don't you give me a show to help me remember?" Eijirou muttered.
Katsuki didn't waste any time in doing just as he was asked.
He took his shirt off first before pausing and walking over to his door, making sure of the lock. They did not need the Bakusquad walking in on them again. Twice was enough, even with the blond's lack of shame.
Katsuki walked back over to his bed, grabbing the bottle of lube he had in his nightstand. The blond was all too excited to finally be getting what he had been thinking about all day. It had been hell having to be so nice.
He kicked off his pants before he looked back to Eijirou. His dorky grin replaced with the kind of grin Katsuki had come to know very well. He didn't feel the need to feel shy as he kicked off his boxers, he was used to the hungry look Eijirou had when he was naked or when he was talking to him in his summer hero suit. And maybe Katsuki noticed and purposely made the 'v' neck of his shirt a little lower and maybe he leaned over more, giving the redhead a view of his pecs. Besides the point.
Katsuki got up onto his bed, turning away from Eijirou as he opened the bottle of lube. He really thanked the gods that his parents never checked his credit card statements otherwise there would be some questionable purchases he did not want to explain.
He wasted no time in stretching himself, pressing one lubed-up finger in at a time. Massaging himself before taking in more. Fucking in three fingers once he worked up to it. Making sure he was fully prepped for the thing his boyfriend called a dick—Katsuki learned the painful way just how important it was not to rush that step.
The whole time Eijirou had not looked away and Katsuki fucking smirked to himself when the redhead finally broke. Eijirou grabbed his ass, helping to spread his ass cheeks open, only to blow a puff and air on his ass, and holy fuck.
Katsuki paused for a moment. He had three fingers still in him, his hand covered in lube like the messy bitch he usually was at this point and Eijirou ignored his reaction. Instead, he kissed the back of his thigh.
Unbothered.
"Keep going," Eijirou hummed.
Katsuki swallowed, taking a shaky breath before he did what he was told. Fucking himself with his own fingers.
"So good, Kats." Which made it so much worse. All that Eijirou's praise did was go right to Katsuki's dick. It took the redhead no time in making the blond a moaning mess just by a stupid praise kink.
However, the messy moan was what ultimately pushed Eijirou over the edge, broke him into giving in to the blond and reaching forward.
Katsuki was pulled back, Eijirou's hands around his hips gripping him tightly before disappearing, pulling back only for a matter of seconds. Enough time it took for Eijirou to shove his joggers down, enough for his dick to be pulled out from his boxers before he was reaching back to Katsuki.
Grabbing the blond again, his round hands sliding up his waist, though this time he didn't pull away. Katsuki leaned into his touch as he felt Eijirou line himself up, thrusting between his legs. It wouldn't have been the first time he used Katsuki's thighs to get off but the blond knew that wasn't what his boyfriend had in mind.
Eijirou teased the blond, finding a rhythm of his own while thrusting between his milky thighs. Eijirou's hands moved from his hips to up his torso and up to cup his pecs. A soft moan escaped Katsuki's lips. Lucky for Eijirou he never had to pick between ass or tits. His boyfriend was fucking blessed with both.
Katsuki let out another gasp as if he forgot just how good Eijirou's hands on his tits felt and really that was such a shame, Eijirou would have to work on that. His hands massaging each pec, gentle enough to have Katsuki whining for more.
Distracted, Katsuki almost screamed when Eijirou finally pushed into him. Ignoring Katsuki's dick, Eijirou grabbing the blond by the waist and pulling him back as if he were nothing more than his to use.
But before Katsuki could melt into the bed Eijirou was pulling out and grabbing him again this time the redhead taking a seat on the bed and pulled Katsuki on his lap. Wrapping his arms around him as he made sure the blond could see himself through the mirror by his closet.
He grabbed Katsuki's hips and guided him to ride him.
And ride him Katsuki did.
"Fuck babe, you'll let me use you however I want won't you?"
Katsuki nodded.
"Use your words Tsuki," Eijirou hummed.
They met each other's thrusts. Eijirou thrust into his boyfriend as the blond sank down on him, trying hard to keep up the pace Eijirou set. Grinding down perfectly, riding him reverse cowgirl as if Katsuki was made for it.
As if Katsuki was only good enough for taking cock.
But Eijirou fucking needed more.
He pushed Katsuki to stand up and threw him back onto the bed. Giving the blond no time to think about doing anything other than what Eijirou wanted.
"What the fuck—"
Eijirou cut him off, getting up from the bed and so nearly tripped at trying to kick his pants the rest of the way off. He guided his boyfriend onto all fours before he slammed right back into that tight ass. It fucking felt like it was made for him as he stuffed him full.
Pulling him back only to slam right back in, the clap of his balls against his ass was like music to his ears. Thank fuck Shouji was staying with Tokoyami for the night Katsuki did not need Eijirou feeling bad about being too loud again.
Katsuki really didn't want to be quiet.
Eijirou was happy they had the floor to themselves. He wanted to see how much his boyfriend could take before he was screaming, coming untouched even. Eijirou loved it when that happened, seeing how shocked Katsuki always was when it happened.
Katsuki was already drooling onto his sheets gasping as Eijirou pounded into him.
"I think you needed that didn't you?" Eijirou asked.
Katsuki hummed in agreement.
"You needed to be fucked like a bitch, huh?"
Katsuki moaned. "Yes—fuck—gods yes!"
Eijirou fucked into him harder, gripping at his hips hard enough to bruise the milky flesh under them. God, he loved seeing Katsuki bruised by him, claimed by him.
"Wanna ride you again," Katsuki managed out.
Eijirou thought about it and agreed. Katsuki did so as he told him earlier in the locker room. He was good so he deserved a reward.
Eijirou pulled out and sat back on the bed as he watched Katsuki process what was happening. His horny thoughts always made him have to take a moment to register what was happening.
"Then do it," Eijirou muttered.
Katsuki did.
He straddled his boyfriend's lap, pressing close to him. Chest to chest this time, even though Eijirou was still in his shirt—and that just would not do. Katsuki ripped it off, tearing the fabric and effectively seeing his boyfriend's perfect torso.
Eijirou on the other hand glared at him. "You could have just told me to take it off."
"Not as fun," Katsuki grinned.
And really it wasn't.
Katsuki rode him happily, sinking down on his dick perfectly used to his size by now making it all the more easier to get what he wanted. Both getting completely lost with one another.
Eijirou was all too happy to feel the tight wet head wrapped around him again as Katsuki ground down fucking himself as he kept a hold of Eijirou's shoulders. Looking down to see where they were connected had him moaning even louder.
He picked up his speed.
His nails scratched Eijirou's shoulders, meanwhile, Katsuki felt the familiar sting of Eijirou's bitten nails digging in all the more into his waist. And, fuck, if Katsuki didn't like it. He wanted the marks, the reminder of who put them there, how they were put there.
He also loved marking his boyfriend. Claiming him as his own and making sure he never forgot just how well Katsuki took care of him.
Katsuki groaned as he fucked himself on Eijirou's cock. The redhead watched him lovingly as he helped guide his boyfriend's sloppy movements. And gods, Eijirou didn't think he could ever get used to doing this seeing how pretty Katsuki was when he came.
Well, he was always pretty.
His muscles.
His eyes.
His waist.
His ass.
His tits.
Really anything about him Eijirou loved, but seeing Katsuki's head fall back as he moaned, coming untouched between them was its own kind of pretty. The kind he thought was only real in four AM thoughts or the early morning when he was waking up from an all too satisfying wet dream.
Katsuki slowed down, still grinding down on his boyfriend. He let Eijirou guide him by the hips forcing him to move a little more before he was spilling over the edge. Filling the blond like he always did.
Katsuki let his head rest on Eijirou's shoulder. "I am so fucking picking a fight again tomorrow."
"Katsuki," Eijirou warned.
"You're saying you didn't like that, my ass tells me otherwise." Katsuki kissed his neck. "You know I think Iida has been being a bit too bossy."
Eijirou could feel the blond smirking against his neck.
"I'll tell him all about it tomorrow before class. Then have you dragging me away afterward."
Eijirou pulled back, moving so he had perfect access to his boyfriend's shoulder and bit down. Marking him for being the little shit he fucking was.
"Fuck, I am definitely going to drag you off. Maybe I'll fuck you in the stairway for everyone to hear how much Bakugou Katsuki likes cock."
Katsuki hummed in agreement. "He definitely loves one. Now let me up. I want to get to the showers before Icy Hot gets down there. I don't need to hear him talk about hickeys again."
Eijirou kissed him on his cheek sweeter than he intended but he grinned at his boyfriend anyway. "Mind if I join?"
Katsuki scoffed. "I am not cleaning myself, am I?"
"Wait did you call me a cock?!" Eijirou asked a bit delayed.
THE END
