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Addictive - Chapter 3: Crossing the Threshhold
🕑 Added 2019-05-30 21:17:23 +0000 UTCIt was a lucky thing, really, that it was the holidays and the dorms were almost empty. Otherwise the crashing noise from Bakugous room wouldve caused someone to come over. Or maybe that wouldve been better.
Bakugou felt his back and head sting from being slammed into the door so suddenly. The door handle was poking into his hip hard enough to leave a bruise and the skin of his wrists burnt under the craggy rock-hard skin of Kirishimas hands. The Redhead had spun him around so fast Bakugou was a little impressed. He was well known in class for having extremely fast reflexes and yet he hadnt seen this coming. Maybe it was because he was distracted with the general situation.
However the biggest of his problem was the fact that Kirishima was kissing him with an intensity that made him go dizzy. His hips were pressed against Bakugous sandwiching him in between himself and the door. And of course he was still rock hard down there, no quirk needed. Bakugou felt like the air was being sucked out of his body. The noises leaving his throat were anything but normal for him. Hed never even heard himself moan like this before. And worst of all, he wasnt fighting back.
Shit, this just felt so good. Even though Kirishima was angry. Even though this was getting completely out of hand. He felt amazing.
Kirishima broke the kiss but he didnt budge an inch, instead he leaned down a little and started kissing Bakugous neck. Sucking at the skin and rubbing his nose over it as if he was trying to breathe him in. Bakugou let his head fall back against the door with a small thud. Eyes closed and mouth agape. Panting. Occasionally biting his bottom lip to prevent more embarrassing noises from slipping out.
He couldnt help a groan when he felt sharp teeth sinking into his shoulder. They were tearing his skin.
Agh
fuck.
A kiss was placed onto the bloody bite mark as if to apologize, all while Bakugou found himself enjoying the stinging sensation. It felt real. It felt raw.
Bakugou There was a rumble in Kirishimas voice as he dragged his lips over Bakugous ear, coaxing another small sigh from his lips.
Dont hesitate anymore. Bakugou couldnt quite tell if it was a plea or a demand. Either way he had no will to disobey it, even though some doubt was still nagging at him in the back of his mind.
There wont be
any turning back after this.
Yeah, I know.
No time for regretting it either.
Bakugou Ive passed the point of no return the moment you kissed me in the gym!!! If I was having regrets I wouldnt be here. I wouldnt be making out with you against the door and I wouldnt be hard. Youre the only one whos hesitating.
Bakugou was actually speechless for a moment but then he huffed quitely.
Do what you want.
No. Say it clearly. What do YOU want me to do.
Youre so annoying, asshole.
Please. The plea in Kirishimas voice gave him a disgusting guilty feeling. He clenched his jaw, angrily looking to the side.
-ch... -e
You have to speak up, my quirk is hardening, not super hearing.
I SAID FUCKING TOUCH ME!
As embarrassing as it was
the expression on Kirishimas face after Bakugous small outburst made everything worth it. It was as if his entire face caught fire. First his skin. Then his eyes. And then he kissed him in a way that made Bakugou wonder if he might get eaten. Not that he actually worried. As rough as Kirishima was when he got fired up
Bakugou hardly trusted in anything more in life than in the fact that the Redhead wouldnt hurt him. Ever.
Kirishima released his hurting wrists only to grab his ass. This time
Bakugou didnt stop him. Without even a hint of effort Kirishima lifted him off the floor, and out of reflex Bakugou wrapped both his legs and arms around the other.
Hed won over dominance in the kiss while Kirishima was focusing on lifting him. So now he was leaning against his hot headed friend, exploring his mouth once again. As expected he really liked the way Kirishima tasted. What he liked even more where the noises they made while kissing. Sloppy, wet noises, mixed with small sighs and moans and a surprised gasp as Bakugou grabbed a fistfull of red hair and pulled the others head back. He had to pay him back for that bite. He licked along the others neck. Kirishimas skin was salty from sweat. Delicious. Bakugou sank his teeth into the skin and part of him expected to bite on rock but Kirishima didnt harden. He let him mark him.
Mh...shit
Bakugou. Kirishimas voice made Bakugous dick twitch it was so deep and husky. Like a growl. As if he was going feral. The thought of Kirishima losing his cool nearly drove him mad.
Kirishima. Bed. It was a command. And Kirishima complied without a second of hesitation. He let himself fall onto the bad. Bakugou enjoyed the fact that Kirishima didnt push him down but instead left him on top. He leaned back to take a good look at his friend and the impressive tent he was pitching.
Fuck
Youre hot.
To think that your first time properly praising me would be like this! Kirishima sounded a little outraged and it made Bakugou laugh.
Hahaha. You wanted me to praise you?
Wouldnt you want someone you look up to, to praise you?
Bootlicker.
Bakugou watched his own hands as they travelled down the others chest. Kirishimas muscles felt nice. Bakugou knew well just how much hard work Kirishima put into his body. It paid off. His body was flawless like a sculpture.
Want me to praise you more, loser? He joked while running his hands underneath the others shirt.
Yes please.
Fucking kinky for a bloody virgin.
You asked! So arent you the same?
Arms up. Kirishima obeyed once again. Raising his arms up so that Bakugou could take his shirt off. Shirtless, Kirishimas body was even more impressive.
One more time he ran his hands down the others chest and belly, this time while looking into his eyes.
All your training really paid off huh? Ah, he really loved watching Kirishimas cheeks turn a darker shade of red. Feeling his muscles tense beneath his fingertips. Had this idiot always been running after him, hoping to be praised like a dog? He wanted to think that it was pathetic since it was something Deku used to do, but really it was kind of cute if it was Kirishima doing it. Maybe because unlike the Deku of the past
Kirishima wasnt pathetic at all. Not even in his emotionally unstable moments.
Hey uhm.. Bakugou?
What? Youre not getting doubts now are you?
NO
no
. But
how far do you wanna take this?
What, tonight?
Yea. I mean do you know
how?
How hard can it fucking be?!
Hmm Kirishima hummed, his hands gently squeezing Bakugous thighs.
I dont think thats a good idea. I dont think I could hold back very well...and I dont want to hurt you, thatd be super unmanly!!!
WHO DECIDED THAT YOURE THE ONE WHO-... who
Sorry. Hey lets just do it like this for now. As long as it feels good who cares right? Kirishima was obviously trying to calm him but the only reason it sort of worked was the warm hand pressing into Bakugous crotch.
Wow youre hard
Hmph. Is that a fucking surprise?
... a little bit, yea. Do you like being kissed that much? Or is it because Im the one youre kissing?
Get off your high horse and strip me already before I go limp!
This time Kirishima was the one laughing. On one hand Bakugou felt offended. On the other hand the mood had calmed down significantly and both their insecurities and anxieties seemed to have fucked off which was a blessing. The last thing they needed right now were more stupid, horny impulse decisions.
Instead Kirishima obediently pushed his hands underneath Bakugous top and pulled it off. Bakugou was keeping a close eye on Kirishimas expressions in the meantime. There was no hint of disgust. No hint of doubt. Instead Kirishima let out a small excited sigh when Bakugous shirt come off, like someone trying to hide his excitement after unwrapping a present theyve been wanting for a long time. The comparison made him blush a little, there was no way Kirishima thought about him like this. But there was no denying it. Kirishima really liked what he was seeing. The way he ran his hands over Bakugous body and the way he nuzzled his chest, a persistent blush on his cheeks and the fondest expression in his half-lidded eyes
Bakugou found himself a little enchanted by it.
Had Kirishima always been looking at him this fondly? How long had he been thinking of touching him like this? Since the first kiss? Or since before?
Your body is so manly...you know
we have a pretty similar physique you and I
but while my body is trained to become a sturdy unmoving rock
yours is built for agility and maneuverability. It needs different muscles
Kirishima mumbled against his chest, his hands were tracing down his waist and Bakugou couldnt tell if it tickled or
if it was a different sensation. He knew it gave him goosebumps, though.
The fuck are you talking about in a moment like this?! Get on with it already!
You know your waist is really tiny
AGH stop talking about it!!! Bakugou set off small explosions against Kirishimas arms and the Redhead was left chuckling.
I didnt know you were shy, Bakug~Mhh!
Bakugou had pulled up his face and was kissing him, while pushing him down onto the bed.
Shut up
He mumbled before biting Kirishimas cheek in revenge for embarrassing him. Kirishimas hands were travelling down his back now, only to come to a stop on his ass. Bakugou let out a small noise right into Kirishimas ear and felt the body beneath him shiver. Kirishima used his well placed hands to pull Bakugous hips down, grinding up against him.
Mmph His pants felt too tight suddenly. Way too tight. Still he kept grinding against Kirishima, himself. It felt good but the longer they kept at it the more desperate he felt. The touch wasnt enough. The fabric of his pants was too rough. The feeling of Kirishimas naked chest against his own was sending his mind for loops.
Hah...Nhg~ Kirishima.
Fuck, I didnt know you could sound like this. Kirishima didnt sound much better. They were both panting, desperate for more.
F-Fucking
Hhh
Stop! He growled, sitting up on his friends hip. The view before him actually manage to startle him. Kirishima was a blushing mess. Breathing heavily. And that look on his face. He looked hungry. It sent shivers down Bakugous spine. The hickeys hed left on Kirishimas neck were beautiful as well. He felt a little proud, however taking in the view was not the reason hed sat up first. He had to get rid of their stupid pants.
So he pried Kirishimas hands off his ass (which was surprisingly hard, Kirishima was definitely being stubborn), and moved backwards a little more. Soon enough theyd managed, with combined effort, to send Kirishimas cargo shorts and his underwear to the floor. Bakugou found himself staring at Kirishimas exposed lower body for a moment. Somehow he wasnt even surprised that Kirishimas dick was bigger than his own, he was still a little mad about it, though.
Agh Bakugou stop staring! Please! Youre still wearing your pants thats unfair.
Quit whining already!!! Its not like you got anything to hide!
Its still embarrassing!!! Kirishima grabbed the waistband of his trainers and shoved them down. The sudden friction of fabric against his painfully hard dick made Bakugou flinch and he grabbed Kirishimas face in response.
THAT HURT! BE MORE CAREFUL YOU PRICK!
Mzorry~ Kirishima actually did look a bit guilty so Bakugou released the grip on his face. Instead he got up and kicked off his pants. And as he said back down, straddling his best friends hip he found himself thinking how hed never thought about being intimate like this with someone before. It just didnt interest him. Like everyone else he masturbated, sure, hed watched porn, too, though it didnt really do much for him but to think hed tolerate another person enough to do this with them
that was a first. Even more surprising was the fact that he actually felt restless about this. He wanted to touch Kirishima, and to be touched by him.
Youre so
Kirishima had spoken quietly but hed still gotten Bakugous attention.
Im so -what-?!
Bakugou Im
sorry.
What the fuck are you talking about now?!!
Bakugou found out very fast what exactly Kirishima was talking about when he was suddenly pushed im down into the mattress all in one fluid motion that ended with their lips locked once more. He didnt particularly enjoy being underneath someone else like this but the heat radiating off Kirishimas body, the passionate kiss and last but not least the big, rough hand closing around his dick made him forget any and all discomfort he mightve felt.
Hed
definitely masturbated before. Itd felt good kinda good, helped him to blow off steam, and then it was over and he was sleepy. It helped against nightmares too. So hed -definitely- masturbated before. The feeling of a hand wrapped around his dick was nothing new. And yet
why was it so different when it wasnt HIS hand?!
His fingers were digging into the sturdy muscles of Kirishimas back and hed opened his lips on impulse, inviting the Others tongue to play.
Mm~kiri~ Trying to talk into a kiss was a lot harder than he thought, but thankfully Kirishima got the hint and moved his kisses over to his jaw and neck temporarily.
Hm?
Mmh hah
not just me, asshole. Do it properly. Bakugou hated how breathy his voice sounded but that was secondary right now. For now he just spit into his own hand and reached down between their heated bodies to grab Kirishimas dick as well.
Lets do it together. And your hand is too fucking dry.
Sorry~ Ahh fuck. Kirishima moaned against his neck before licking his own hand only to the wrap it around both their dicks, squeezing them together gently. The spit made moving a lot easier and more pleasant and before it could dry their combined precum took over that job. Kirishima had started moving his hips, grinding against Bakugou and they were kissing again. Bakugou felt like he was melting. He was usually really quite heat resistant but this was different. Too hot. Too much.
He hardly registered when the kiss was released. He -did- register Kirishimas teeth piercing the skin of his neck again though. It was the same spot as before and it stung enough to make his eyes feel wet suddenly. At the same time it sent something like an electric shock down his body, from the bite right into his crotch, making his dick twitch and ooze. The noise he made to accompany the sensation was to be described in two simple words:
Fucking embarrassing.
Are you a fucking dog?!
You like it though
Shut AH!! Bakugou flinched, his back arching and fingers digging into Kirishimas skin. The redhead had rubbed his thumb over a particularly sensitive spot and Bakugou was caught entirely off guard.
Such a great voice, Bakugou. The cocky Redhead was whispering into his ear, rubbing the two of them faster, repeating the same motion with his thumb over and over. Bakugou wanted nothing more than to complain but he was involuntarily reduced to nothing but panting and moaning now, clinging to Kirishimas broad back with both arms while his neck and shoulder were being littered with hickeys.
There were small explosions prickling over his palms, too small to burn Kirishimas skin but enough to make him feel it. However the pinpricks only seemed to fire him up more, he was moaning against Bakugous neck himself by now.
Gh~ B-Bakugou how close...are you.
Hh
Ahgh! C-Close~ Fhuck Bakugou was impressed with himself for having gotten a word out amidst his frantic panting. Kirishima only grunted in response. And one more time they were kissing. Both of them moaning into each other's mouths, though much to Bakugous annoyance he was by far the noisier one. The movement of Kirishimas hand become more frantic, his teeth sank into Bakugous bottom lip, nearly piercing it.
It was that last little bit of sweet sweet pain that got Bakugou to tumble off the metaphorical cliff. His body tensed, twitched, trembled.
AHh AGH KIRI
. SHIMA! Kirishima just gasped in response. They came at nearly the same time and Kirishima kept rubbing them through their orgasms. Only when Bakugous moaning turned into whimpers he finally released them both. Panting heavily, Kirishima rested his head against Bakugous chest, his wet, sticky hand held up awkwardly in the air. Bakugou was enjoying the afterglow of his orgasm, his breath heavy but his mind was blank. He felt so heavy.
Ow
The small complaint slowly brought him back to reality. He felt tired now.
Hm? His voice was uncharacteristically soft.
My back
could you let go?
Hm.
Bakugou obediently let his hands fall onto the bed and opened his eyes to look at Kirishima whod sat up and was now trying to turn and look at his own shoulders.
Whatre you doing? Bakugou mumbled and Kirishima let out a small sigh.
Its fine
Tissues?
In the top drawer.
Hey do you mind if I sleep here? I dont really feel like moving and its late anyway.
Hm
just turn off the lights then.
Kirishima obliged. First he cleaned both of them with tissues Then he got up and turned off the lights while Bakugou tossed the remaining clothes from the bed to the floor and got comfortable under his blanket. Part of him wanted to talk about what theyd just done
but the bigger part of him just wanted to sleep. He watched the Redhead climbing into bed with him. It was cramped but
not uncomfortable.
Hey Bakugou?
Hm?
I want to h___ ___ ne__ t___.
...mh
Ba____u?
...
Bakugous mind drifted into dreamland so much faster than he was used to. Mostly because hed somehow conditioned his body that an orgasm meant it was bedtime. Kirishimas words didnt register with him. Neither did the fact that he fell asleep using Kirishimas arm as a pillow, or the fact that they were sleeping naked.
He was too comfortable to care.
