Bakugo arrived, wet and cold, to the locker room, an hour or so later when he met Kirisihima, by the showers. Eijirio appeared on time, looking nervous.
"So- how was your swim?" Kirishima asked.
"Fine." Katsuki returned. He looked at Eijirio and felt himself grow downstairs.
It was only the two of them in the U.A. swim locker room. The indoor pool was located away from the rest of the gym and gave a great place to meet and… hookup.
Bakugo took a breath. "I'm still stuck in the clinic, you know." He spoke. "And probably will be for a while- BUT. We're both here."
Kirishima kissed Katsuki's cheek and gently held his hand. "Yeah- for some reason, the stars aligned and we're both here…"
Bakugo frowned. "Eijirio- I texted you to come here."
Kirishima cleared his throat. "Um, right. You were saying?"
It was now or never, Katsuki leaned in and whispered in Eijirio's ear, something that sent chills up the teen's spine. "Make me yours."
Well Kirishima didn't need told twice, but- still- the nerves were a lot.
"Top or bottom?" Eijirio asked, opening his wallet to slide a condom out of the credit card slot.
Bakugo frowned. "I don't care, Shitty Hair."
"Aw, you're a virgin." Kirishima giggled, while placing a kiss on his boyfriend's neck. "I'll top, but you gotta RELAX." He said, giving his most serious look at Katsuki.
Bakugo grinned. "Or what?" He asked, devilishly.
Eijirio tried not to laugh. He broke his sexy-time voice and spoke, honestly. "Um, it'll fucking HURT. That's what, and I only have 2 travel packets of lube in my wallet."
Katsuki looked embarrassed. "Oh, yeah. Okay."
Kirishima stripped his shirt off, and turned on the water, while Bakugo took off his swim trunks. Eijirio backed Katsuki into the stream of warm water.
"Too hot?" He asked in Bakugo's ear, before gently biting it and running his hands down to Katsuki's hips.
"I can take it." Bakugo grinned, turning around by force, and catching himself with his forearms, to avoid being slammed into the tile. Eijirio ordered Katsuki to touch himself and try to loosen up, while he, himself, rolled on a condom.
Kirishima started with a finger, probing, and stretching out to two fingers. He listened to Bakugo's breathing. It hitched.
"'Good' breath hitch or 'pain' breath hitch?" Eijirio asked.
"I TOLD you I can TAKE it." Katsuki hissed, turning into a moan.
Kirishima made sure to leave a hickey on Bakugo's shoulder to mark him as his own.
Finally, Eijirio tore the packet of lube open and dribbled a bit of the lubricant onto the head of his erect cock before teasing it at Katsuki's entrance.
"On three." Kirishima said, before pushing in on 'one.'
"AhhHHahHAhhHH!" Bakugo moaned into a laugh. He bit his knuckle and punched the wall. "God, Red, you're a lot bigger when you're inside."
"I'm gonna pump, okay?" Eijirio asked, waiting for consent.
"Mn." Katsuki nodded. "Okay- Ah! OhhhHhH. Mmmm." Bakugo reacted.
It made Kirishima extremely horny to watch the toughest guy in school become little more than a plaything under the guise of his cock, and he greedily wanted MORE. At a steady pace, Eijirio increased his rhythm and pumped faster.
He dug his nails into Katsuki's shoulders and bit the nape of his neck, making his climax reach ever closer… until he came. Hard. Bakugo craned his head back into the water and bit his fist, moaning in delight as he, too came. His knees went weak, and Kirishima guided his bottom gently to the floor, where water whirlpooled around the drain. Katsuki's ass was throbbing was he felt his refractory period kick in, as he became softer. They made out in the steam that swirled their naked bodies, before Eijirio broke the kiss. "Can you walk?" He asked Bakugo.
"I can't even stand." Katsuki muttered, embarrassed.
Kirishima sat beside Bakugo and lifted him into his lap, between his legs. There, he decorated the back of Katsuki with kisses and gentle back tracing.
The door opened, midway, and both boys froze before the door shut again.
Luckily the rush of adrenaline was enough for Bakugo, and he was able to move his legs. They got dressed after turning off the shower, and parted ways under one of the lampposts on campus with a secret kiss.
Katsuki returned to the clinic. He swung the glass door open and walked down the tile hallway. His phone rang. A picture uploaded. It had the back of Eijirio's shirt grabbed, with what was unmistakenly Present Mic's hand. It just read one word:
CAUGHT.
Welp. Fuck! Bakugo panicked and turned on his heel, but his ass was still throbbing, and he was limping the slightest bit. He tried to speedwalk away, but Aizawa's voice stopped him.
"Katsuki. Bakugo. Turn around." Eraserhead said, seriously. Katsuki froze. Shota added, "Now."
With a sigh, Bakugo turned around and waved. "Hi."
"Hi, my ass. Where were you?" Aizawa asked, walking forwards. "If you won't come to me, I will come to you."
Katsuki cringed in anxiety. "How accommodating." He muttered.
"Now is NOT the time for smart-assery" Shota said, gripping the boy's ear.
"Ah! Slow, slow, slow!" Bakugo begged.
Aizawa slowed down and let go of the teen's ear. "Go. Sit on the end of your bed. I'll deal with you in a minute."
Katsuki walked into the clinic and passed Shoto, who looked nervous, standing in his boxers- shirtless.
"You've had your spanking. Go shower." Aizawa said.
"Sorry." Todoroki muttered.
"YOU!" Bakugo shouted. "YOU told!" He tried to swing at Shoto, but Aizawa's capture weapon scarf got the fist first, and yanked Katsuki down, over the end of the bed.
Shota released his capture and stood over Bakugo. "I will wait until I hear the shower run before I question you."
He waited a minute, and Todoroki's shower water began to run. Shoto played music off his phone. Aizawa looked at Bakugo.
"So, you caught, not pitched?" He asked.
Katsuki crossed his arms and nodded. "Yeah."
"Did you use a condom?" Aizawa questioned.
"Duh." Bakugo said, rolling his eyes.
"On your belly." Aizawa said. "You were gone for three hours." He lectured, sliding the paddle off the desk and weighing it in his hands. "But before I spank you- I need to know if you can handle a paddling or if you need to get over my knee."
Katsuki thought. Eijirio got BIG once he was inside. He was in a lot of pain. Fuck it- he would take it.
"I'm fine." Bakugo said, on his stomach, sliding down his pants. He had no underwear on, nor diaper.
Shota looked closer. "Katsuki, you're bleeding."
Bakugo could feel his face burning. "Please just get this over with." The teen begged, annoyed.
Aizawa slid the box of diapers out from under Katsuki's bed. He shook his head. "Nope. Get changed. You'll get a spanking when I see you stop limping. And get some sleep."
Todoroki's water shut off, and then his music was muted from his phone. He changed into a diaper and pajama pants before walking out. He was toweling off his hair and looked at Bakugo.
"No crying?" Shoto asked.
Normally Katsuki would be offended and angered. Instead, he was worried. "No spanking." He replied.
Aizawa stalked off across campus and walked into Eijirio's dorm. Kirishima stood, pants around his ankles, rubbing his eyes and sniffling.
"Get to sleep." Aizawa ordered, before looking at Mic. "Did he behave?"
Hizashi shrugged. "like a peach. He's only crying because I told him he has to write a paper at this point. In English." Yamada added, "Figured it'd improve his grade."
Eijirio cried harder. "I don't know English!"
Mic slapped the boy's bottom. "Pants up, in bed." He ordered. "And you should by now!" He said, only mildly offended.
Shota collected his husband, and they finally got the sleep that they needed… and then there was All Might's dilemma…