Eijirou knew he wouldn't get along with everyone at his college. His fresh start to reinventing himself went out the window when he met his roommate.

He was a total dick, simple as that.

He was rude.

He talked back to the teachers.

He was a middle school bully still despite them being in literal college.

Just another rich kid who grew up getting everything he wanted only to bully anyone who got in his way or anyone he disagreed with. He was the type to take things too far and Eijirou was the one left apologizing at this point.

Today wasn't any different.

"Ha, no wonder your dad fucking left. Wimp like you would just be an embarrassment."

Eijirou gritted his teeth watching the blond.

"Why the hell is he so rude," Denki questioned.

Mina didn't bother looking up from her phone. "Don't know poor, Midoriya."

Eijirou tuned them out, just walking out of his last class for the day and he was met with his roommate picking another fight with a childhood friend—though Eijirou was pretty sure only Midoriya would consider him a friend somehow.

He zipped his bag closed and walked over to them. There was no reason anyone needed to be treated like that, years of being bullied in his middle school days he knew firsthand how shitty it fucking felt.

"Oh, hi Kirishima," Midoriya noticed him first, giving him a small wave.

"Hi Midoriya," Eijirou tried his best to fake his sunshine personality. "Mind if I talk to Bakugou about our astrology class project?"

Bakugou turned to him with a glare and Midoriya still looked like he was trying not to take the blond's comment to heart. He nodded.

Eijirou grabbed Bakugou by the wrist, making sure his short bitten nails dug in as much as they could, at least enough to bruise.

"What the fuck are you—"

Eijirou dropped his fake smile and looked at him blankly.

Katsuki shut up.

Eijirou dragged him down to the second floor of the lecture building, the floor that was almost always empty or nearly empty during the day. It was mostly used for night classes and they would have more than enough time before it was crowded with a bunch of people.

He kicked open the bathroom door and much like he thought, it was empty.

Perfect.

"What the fuck Shitty Hair?!" Katsuki twisted his wrist free.

Eijrou pushed him into the stall at the end of the bathroom. If he wanted to act like a brat he was going to be treated like one. Eijirou had done this before, many times. It was kind of funny to think how normal it all was for them.

To think it all started their freshman year when Eijirou was pissed off one day by what Katsuki said to one of their classmates. So, Eijirou confronted him about it.

Little did he know just how much both of them needed it.

"You're such a fucking asshole!" Eijirou sneered.

He shut the stall door and locked them in before turning to the blond looking at his grumpy face. It was really all too easy to get into the blond's head. Eijirou knew he was the only one with enough of a death wish to even try.

Katsuki crossed his arms, annoyed he was even dragged there. Eijirou undid his belt, getting his attention quickly.

"On your knees," Eijirou demanded.

The blond was disgusted as he looked down to the bathroom floor. While it was probably one of the cleaner bathrooms on campus it was still a public bathroom, it was still dirty but then again so was Katsuki.

"I don't like to repeat myself," Eijirou sneered.

Katsuki glared all the more at him. Eijirou knew just as well as he did that unless one of them said the one little word they agreed on, that everything was fully consensual and a part of the act.

Eijirou unbuttoned his pants, stepping closer. Pulling the blond in by his belt before he slipped his hand down the front of his pants and past Katsuki's boxers.

"You don't fucking learn do you?" Eijirou asked. "For someone so smart, you're so dumb."

Eijirou felt the familiar wetness coat his fingers, letting him easily slip down his wet pussy. Katsuki was always soaking for him. Eijirou fucking loved it. He loved how Katsuki glared at him, pretending that he didn't want his fingers in him.

"He fucking started it," Katsuki grumbled.

Eijirou knew damn well that was not the case, few times did Midoriya start the fight but he didn't really care who started it. Katsuki's temper was fine, Eijirou liked how hotheaded the man could be over the most insignificant things sometimes. However, there was a fine line between being passionate about something and being a downright bully.

The redhead was over it, he didn't hesitate when he roughly pushed two fingers into Katsuki's cunt making the man gasp out, a hiccuped scream left his mouth, and god, Eijirou loved it.

"Oh, am I supposed to buy that bullshit?" Eijirou asked, not caring Katsuki wasn't able to use his words while Eijirou's fingers were in him like that.

He fucked his fingers in and out of him almost getting distracted himself by the wet squealing sounds between them. He knew the moment Katsuki heard how wet he was, his face lit up red and Eijirou was happy to note when Katsuki blushed it wasn't just his cheeks or across his nose. It was the tops of his ears, the back of his neck and it was adorable to see someone so angry blush like that.

Katsuki looked away and really Eijirou knew that was not going to work. He needed to see the blush for the rest of his fucking life, he needed the blond to know that he wasn't in control and that Eijirou was.

Roughly he grabbed his chin with his free hand and turned the blond's face back to him. Eijirou looked him in the eyes as he curled his fingers in him, the blond closed his eyes and bit back the moan Eijirou wanted to hear.

"Knees."

"Like hell am I getting on this dirty floor," Katsuki scoffed.

"Oh," Eijirou raised a brow at him. "You're not?"

Eijirou pulled his fingers out of him and stared right into vibrant red eyes and slammed back into him. Eijirou knew the blond would listen. He was a brat more times than not but Eijirou knew he could be motivated, and trained to listen, he knew that Katsuki could be a good boy when he wanted to be.

"I think you will," Eijirou muttered.

Katsuki glared at him, but his mouth was parted and he was rocking into Eijirou's hand. Eijirou nearly forgot what he was doing as he got lost in their little game and that just would not do. Eijirou roughly grabbed him by the shirt, taking his hand out of his pussy before he focused the finger into Katsuki's mouth.

He sucked on them without being asked, lapping up his own juices that were on them. Eijirou smirked having him right where he wanted him. He kicked the back of Katsuki's leg forcing him to his knees. Katsuki grabbed for him but Eijirou shoved him away, if he wouldn't listen then Eijirou wouldn't help. Simple as that.

Katsuki looked up at him with a frown.

"Fuck you," the blond spat.

Eijirou undid his pants, ignoring how Katsuki licked his lips when he noticed what he was doing. And fuck, Eijirou loved seeing that man on his knees.

"Oh darling I think you have it wrong. I'll be the one fucking you," Eijirou said just as coldly.

But fuck did he thank the damn stars that he worse his packer today. It was perfect for this. One of his favorites for how realistic it looked and how it doubled as a dildo one that he could feel on his own dick.

It was connected to his underwear to keep it in place during the day and when he pulled his pants down it looked as if Eijirou had simply pulled his dick out of the opening of his boxers.

Katsuki opened his mouth, spit already escaping as he leaned forward and suckled on the head of his dick. Eijirou had worn his packer all day and a part of him was pleased to know that Katsuki could actually taste him. He reached down and put his hand in blond hair, moving the man's mouth how he wanted.

"Bitches like you don't get to cum until I say so," Eijirou hummed.

Katsuki pulled off.

"Bet your little friends would never believe you were such a jackass," Katsuki grunted.

And Eijirou could play this game, he knew just how to win it too. He smiled at the blond and cupped his jaw.

"Bet your little friends would never believe how fucking easy you are," Eijirou smirked at him.

The glare on the blond's face was answer enough that he did in fact hit a nerve. Eijirou pushed a little more with it, he loved getting the blond all riled up and then fucking the glare of his grumpy face.

"Did you tell them how I was your first?" Eijirou asked innocently. "Did you tell them you lost your virginity being fucked over a bathroom sink like a little whore."

Eijirou didn't really mean for that to even happen that day. He was just tired of Katsuki making mean comments to his friends so he dragged him to the bathroom to tell him to stop. He knew he would handle himself in a fight if he needed to, working out with his gym bros and finding out about boxing he was sure he would be fine.

But then they were both in the bathroom… and Katsuki shoved him and Eijirou shoved him back, pinning him to the wall.

He wasn't really even sure how one thing lead to another and he hadn't told Katsuki he also lost his virginity then too but for some reason, it all seemed less shocking to him than the day after when his mind was on a loop of: what the fuck did I just do?! and then it happened again and again and Eijirou was pretty good at getting Katsuki off in a small bathroom stall or empty lecture room.

"Screw you!" Katsuki yelled.

"Now now, Princess," Eijirou hummed.

He knew Katsuki liked the pet name but only when it was used like this, to put him in his place, to mock him. It was kinda addictive and Eijirou nearly called him that in class one day and quickly changed the topic. But when they were alone, Eijirou was free to call him whatever he wanted.

Eijirou pushed his dick back into the blond's mouth. The protest only lasted a second before he was relaxing into it, trying to snarl at him but giving up the moment his dick hit the back of his throat.

Thrusting forward and hearing the blond choke on his dick was like music to his ears. The echo of what they were doing in the bathroom only made Eijirou thrust into him faster.

While Katsuki's eyes were closed Eijirou reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, scrabbling to press record without the blond noticing.

He looked at the screen of his phone, the view of Katsuki on his knees, cock in his mouth, his eyes closed as drool ran down his chin. He looked utterly wrecked as he was pushed to take more.

Choking on his cock as if it were the best thing in the world.

Eijirou pulled back, letting him breathe for a moment. He looked at his peaceful face for a second before the blond noticed he was recording him. His face was a mess, tears running down his cheeks and his mouth covered in saliva, so much so that a strand was still connecting him to his packer.

Eijirou would be using this image to get off for the rest of his fucking life.

"Aw look at my little bitch," Eijirou mocked.

"Go to hell—" Katsuki shut up when he looked to see the phone in Eijirou's hand.

He looked right at the camera and Eijirou smirked before he pushed him back down. Katsuki willingly let him fuck his mouth. He must have needed this more than Eijirou had thought.

Eijirou heard voices approaching. A loud group most likely walking by but he locked his phone and slid it back into his pocket before making quick work of getting Katsuki's pants off and throwing them on the hook on the door. Trying not to get distracted with Katsuki being naked from the waist down.

The door creaked open and Eijirou moved forward. He lifted Katsuki up, pressing him into one of the stall walls, the blond's legs instinctively wrapping around him as Eijirou listened to the people walk in.

It might have been two or three but they did this before. No one knew who it was or about how the bully Bakugou Katsuki gets used like a little fuck doll in the dirty bathroom stall.

Eijirou lined himself up and slid in, his packer the perfect size to have Katsuki's cunt stretched around him. He thrust in him, bringing his hand down between them to play with his pretty little pussy.

He loved it.

Loved seeing how Katsuki's mouth was parted unable to choke back his moans as Eijirou fucked him. He loved how with each thrust he could practically feel Katsuki's cunt by the way the packer fit him, it was like he was fucking him with his own dick.

Which to be fair wasn't far from the truth but he never thought he would be able to do this with someone and for it to feel so fucking empowering.

Katsuki was soaking for him making each thrust easy and painless, and with no question as to what they were doing. If the wet sounds between them didn't give them away then the moans from Katsuki definitely would.

Eijirou leaned in kissing his jaw, breathing against the side of his neck that got Katsuki turning his head and giving him more access to the area.

"Better keep quiet," Eijirou whispered, biting down on the lobe of his ear.

Katsuki was breathless and Eijirou heard one of the people outside the stall chuckle. Eijirou fucked Katsuki harder. Letting the wet sounds of Katsuki's pussy being thoroughly used and the man moaning even with his hand covering his mouth. It was all anyone could hear.

Eijirou held him up with practiced ease. He heard a laugh echoing before the door to the bathroom opened and closed behind whoever was in there with them.

They were alone again.

Eijirou put Katsuki back down, the man going to his knees without having to be asked as Eijirou took his packer off along with his belt. He set his packer on the back of the toilet and would have to clean it later but right now it would have to do.

He grabbed his belt and tied Katsuki's hands behind him.

"Don't try anything this time," Eijirou warned him.

Katsuki nodded and Eijirou knew the man had dropped by then, his eyes glazed over, his willing mouth open as Eijirou tugged him forward by his hair. Katsuki sucked him off just as he did before.

Letting his mouth be used by Eijirou.

He ground down into his mouth, the blond lapping everything he could up, face even more of a wreck than it was before as Eijirou looked down between them. Fuck. Katsuki was staring up at him, his mouth on his cock, and Eijirou shuttered forward as he came.

Eijirou pulled back and looked down to see the wet spot on the floor, Katsuki trying to keep his thighs closed but Eijirou knew he needed to cum just as badly.

He couldn't help it.

No, when Katsuki was dripping like that, Eijirou could do whatever he wanted.

"Clean up," Eijirou demanded, trying not to lose his godsdamn mind.

Katsuki leaned forward to Eijirou's dick again without hesitation or complaint. But Eijirou pushed him back and shook his head.

"Not there."

Eijirou looked to the floor and then back to Katsuki to see the realization dawn on him.

His eyes widened and the glare was back.

"What the fuck?! No."

Eijirou crossed his arms. "You made the floor all messy, don't be a dick about it."

Katsuki glared at him and Eijirou pushed him down, putting his shoe on his back. He grabbed his phone again and hit record as he zoomed in on Katsuki's face.

The blond's face was on the dirty bathroom floor only to watch through the screen as the man licked his own slick off the floor. Eijirou knew his pussy was clenching on nothing as he licked up the tile.

Eijirou smirked.

"Such a good little bitch," he praised.

He stopped recording and put his phone back into his pocket before he let Katsuki up. Eijirou fixed his packer back into his boxers before fixing his pants and straightening his clothes out. He untied Katsuki's wrists and put his belt on before he left the stall.

Leaving Katsuki in the stall, used and on the dirty floor.

He got to the door before he heard a soft sniffle and he paused. This was the part he never knew about it. Did he go too far? Was Katsuki not okay with something and unable to communicate it to Eijirou?

"Prick."

Eijirou turned around, the name was all the reassurance he needed to drag the blond up from the floor and sitting him up on the sink, the white counter helped balance the blond there as Eijirou pushed him back against the mirror and he spread him open.

His cunt was on full view for whoever walked in next as Eijirou ran two fingers down his slick folds. He pressed a finger into him then three, fucking him quick and deep the way he needed.

Katsuki held onto his shoulders, gripping onto his shirt as he gasped into his ear.

"More—ahh, more!

Eijirou added another finger and Katsuki pulled him closer, wrapping himself around the redhead as he was fucked so roughly. He bit down on Eijirou's shoulder as he came.

And Eijirou paused for a moment his hand soaking as he looked between them. Katsuki squirted on his fingers, covering them both and Eijirou didn't think he could do that.

Holy shit.

He kept his fingers in him for a moment longer, still in shock. They both looked at each other, just as surprised as the other.

"I didn't know you could—"

Katsuki cut him off. "Me either shithead."

Katsuki was out of breath and looked a lot more tired than he usually did when they did things like this. Eijirou knew Katsuki was the type to nap after he came, but this was like times two. He looked exhausted.

Then Eijirou heard the door open and a muttering sound he normally didn't find annoying but when his fingers were still in the blond he didn't give a shit who it was.

A shocked gasp followed the whispering and Eijirou was so fucking annoyed. He ignored the sounds coming from Katsuki.

"Go away!" Eijirou yelled at the two people in the door.

He looked in the mirror at them.

"Dude," Denki looked shocked.

"Go. Away."

Midoriya and Denki both scrambled out of the bathroom. Eijirou pulled his fingers out of Katsuki, walking over to the door and locking it as he cleaned the blond up. Wordlessly helping him get dressed.

"Too much?" Eijirou asked.

He knew he had gone a little farther than they normally would but he was sure Katsuki would have safe worded if he didn't want to do something. The blond had no problem telling him if he didn't like something, sex-wise and otherwise.

"Your fucking dumb if you think any of that was bad. Though one more thing," Katsuki answered before yanking him down.

Katsuki kissed him, licking over his lips and Eijirou opened his mouth, kissing him back just as rough and messy. For anyone else, it probably would have been bad with the amount of tongue Katsuki gave but Eijirou fucking loved it.

The blond pulled back with a smirk.

"If I have to lick the bathroom floor so do you, you sick fuck."

Eijirou backed him into the sink again, of course, Katsuki had to be a little shit about the whole thing.

"You liked it."

Katsuki rolled his eyes. "No, I didn't."

Eijirou was not going to fall for it. He knew that out of anyone he could get the blond to do just about anything but Katsuki didn't do anything he didn't want to and they both damn well knew that.

"You could have safe worded," Eijirou muttered, leaning forward. "Dorm room, ten minutes."

Katsuki's eyes glazed over.

"Oh and if you're not naked by then I will make sure your ass will be redder than your face," Eijirou said as innocently as he could.

Katsuki glared but the red blush was already creeping up his neck, across his face, his cheeks, and the tops of his ears.

Eijirou kissed him before Katsuki rushed out of the bathroom and to the dormitory.

He knew the blond would be there waiting for him like the good little slut he was.

THE END