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"Come on Deku! It's going to be so funny!" Uraraka and Mina were jumping with excitement. Smiling ear to ear because they came up with the most hilarious prank ever, at least that's how they put it when they told Deku to do something so suicidal.
"Guys he will kill me. Like literally this time. I will be blown into pieces!!", whined Midoriya. He was not a fan of their idea at all. "Kacchan will…. He will probably beat me within an inch of my life, just to kill me later, then he would bring me back to life just to blow me into pieces. You are asking me to commit suicide."
"He won't kill you! He wants to be a hero, but I would have your quirk ready to fire." Uraraka smiled from ear to ear as she tossed Izuku the towel.
Mina pulled out her phone, "This is going to be the best tik tok we've made yet!"
Midoriya looked at the rag and sighed before getting up from his bed and heading for the door, "Yeah, more like the last one we ever make."
They made their way down to the sitting area and kitchen, the rest of the class were relaxing, and mingling. It was the evening and classes were over with for the day. Izuku noticed Kacchan in the kitchen. Goosebumps spread down his arms, he had faced many villains and obstacles in his life, even as young as he was, but what he was about to do may be the most terrifying act he has ever tried to do.
He gripped the rag so tight he could feel his nails through the fabric. Sweat dripped down his temple. He could see the girls out the corner of his eye, giving him a subtle thumbs up that they had their cellphones ready. Kirishima sat near a stool along with Kaminari as they watched Kacchan get something to eat ready.
Alright Izuku, just get this over with….
"Umm, hey Kacchan", his voice already cracking under the pressure, quirk bubbling under the service of his skin, just waiting for the right time to save himself from the impending danger he was about to put himself through.
Immediately, the temperature in the room shifted slightly, even though they were on better terms now than they ever were, everyone still kept their guard up whenever they interacted, Izuku would have to agree with them today.
Kacchan stalled for a moment but continued to wash some vegetables off. "What is it Deku? Can't you see I'm doing something?"
It may sound harsh but Izuku knew Kacchan was using a softer tone….for now. "I can. You are washing vegetables." Oh my god you are so stupid! Izuku is about to back out and jump out a window right now. However, he said he would do it. Got to do what he said he would do right?
"Obviously. So what?" Katsuki started rinsing off the last carrot.
"Um.. well I thought, uh while you're doing that how 'bout," Izuku could feel the room turning their attention to the awkward conversation happening. He swallowed his fear and tossed, probably slightly harder than he meant to, the rag at Kacchan. Hitting him in the side of his face, stalling the blonds movements instantly, the rag fell, landing in the water. Getting wet, way to add to the drama gravity! "You wash your face while you at it." Izuku believes he has officially stopped breathing.
Katsuki doesn't move for a second, staring down at the rag in surprising silence. Damn near unable to process what is happening, he let's go of the vegetables. Lifting the wet cloth out the water while turning the water off. The room was now void of sound completely. No one able to comprehend why Midoriya chose today to die. "The fuck? Why, I got something on my face or something?" Katsuki growled before, whining his face.
Of course he'd wipe his face because why on earth would Midoriya Izuku hit BAKUGOU FREAKING KATSUKI in the face with a rag unless something was on his face!!!!! Izuku felt the girls giggling with their phones, he was already too deep to stop now, mise well go all the way. "No, I just like it when, when my seat is clean."
This is it, this is how he dies. He knows it. He feels it. The moment Kacchan dropped the wet rag into the sink, he could see his future and it was him dead, exploded into pieces. The others were dumbfounded, Katsuki was, was…. Was…. Laughing? Katsuki started to chuckle...then full blown laugh. "Deku, you know for the first time…" Katsuki's eyes were as wild as when he was in battle, however he was smiling, teeth showing as he turned hot water on. Rewetting the rag before ringing it out, "you've shocked me." He then thoroughly wiped his face, before turning to Izuku..
Izuku couldn't run, couldn't move. This was supposed to be funny, ending with the room heckling as he was being chased by Kacchan, and then they were all going to get lectured for blowing up the dorms over a prank! What was happening!? Izuku swallowed dry air as Kacchan began to tower over him, before dropping the rag back into Izuku's scarred hands. "Wa, uh."
"Clean enough for ya?" Katsuki grunted when his red eyes met with emerald, peering down at the slack jawed expression, "Good." Leaning down, making sure his lips don't touch the shell of the younger's ear. "It'd be the best seat you've ever sat on." Before raising up. And walking away.
Everyone waited till Katsuki was in the elevator and the door shut before freaking the fuck out!
Kirishima was the first," Bro! You could have died!"
Kaminari laughed so hard, "When that towel hit his face, I thought Midoriya's soul left his body."
Mina sighed, "He didn't explode, so it's nowhere near funny enough to post."
"Yeah but we should, some of these have high numbers for those reactions too." Uraraka trying to be optimistic as the other students laugh and rush to see the video again. Midoriya on the other hand finally took a breath, and his face went beat red.
"Hey man, are you okay?" Kirishima patted Ozuku on the shoulder, "Did he threaten to kill you later or something?"
"Oh no, I mean. I don't even think I heard what he said. I just thought I was going to die." Izuku shook his head, "Okay, I think I'ma go study or something."
****
Izuku doesn't know how many times he watched Mina's video, but he could tell you he had never seen Kacchan so...distraught.
He flushed when he remembered Kacchan's words, why would he say that? He had to be teasing him. He knows it was a joke. He thought about texting him and apologizing for the prank, right when he received one. His heart skipped, there in the icon read, 💣Kacchan 💢💥.
He looked at the time, it was a quarter to eleven.
"He is never up this late." Izuku said out loud. As if someone would respond.
His fingers trembled as he pressed the message. Closing his eyes before opening and reading what the message says.
💣Kacchan 💢💥
11:45pm
You up ?
Me
11:50pm
Um yeah ???
💣Kacchan 💢💥
11:52pm
Come here Deku.
11:53pm
Or was it really just a dumbass tiktok.
Izuku couldn't believe what he was reading. He stood up and placed because he would never have expected his day was going to go this way, Kacchan just asked him to come over! To, to sit on his face!?
"Was this a dream!?" He needed to respond, and fast!
Me
11:58pm
Omw!!!!
Izuku ran out his door, and his legs didn't stop moving till he was in front of Kacchan's door. He went to knock but the door was ripped open before his knuckles made contact, "Finally. Bring your ass here."
Izuku couldn't speak, being pulled in, he heard the door shut. He felt hands on him, familiar hands. One that only used to bring pain, were now stripping him of his t-shirt and shorts, along with his boxers. Standing naked, he was only able to stutter some "what's" and "ums" as he was left standing in the middle of the room, as Kacchan sat down on the bed, wearing a black wife beater and black boxers. He then laid on his back, head on a pillow.
"Well what are you waiting for Deku? Come take a fuxking seat already." Katsuki's voice was absolute.
Izuku bit his lip as he baby stepped closer to the bed, "Are we really about to.. I mean I've never…"
"Either sit on my face, or get dressed and get out." Katsuki had closed his eyes. As if to say, doesn't matter what you choose.
Izuku hesitated, however a little voice in his head screamed that if he left right now he would never have this opportunity again. So as carefully as he could he climbed on the bed and positioned himself so that he was hovering over his childhood friend's face. He was trembling, on his knees. Glancing down at himself to see himself hard, not sure from excitement or a nervous hard on brought from fear. He looked over Kacchan's body, he was completely relaxed, he stared at everything. Trying to memorize everything because he didn't know if this will ever happen again. He yelped when two hands grope both his bottom cheeks.
"Fuck Deku, your ass." His voice was gruff, gripping and rubbing, spreading his cheeks, letting out hot air near his hole but was perfectly content to giving Deku a thorough butt rub. Then bring both hands off to give a double smack, then rubbing the reddened skin to sooth the pain.
Izuku was shaking, his bottom felt so good. The pain of the slaps and the comfort of surprisingly soft hands rubbing, and the hot breath, and the grunts Kacchan was making were igniting the younger's body, he wanted more of that heat. He wanted that damp warmth closer, he shifted lower but then rose back up out of fear, leaning to rest on his hands on either side of Bakugou's torso. He was breathing hard, letting out small sounds of pleasure as his bottom was rubbed and slapped continuously.
"Come on Deku." The older teen sounded strained, bringing his hit down a little harder, and the groping a little rougher. His body will be littered with bruises.
Izuku was a mess and Kacchan had barely done anything, but he did know that Kacchan wanted him to take this to the next step. He was forcing him to make a decision. So he gave in, he sat down. And he tried so hard to repress the high pitched whine that ripped out his throat as a warm, wet tongue right on his puckered hole. And then his body shook with the vibration from the groan out of Kacchan. He lapped and licked, all while continuing to grope and rub his bottom. "Oh my…! Kacchan!" He couldn't stop moaning, soon his hips were moving on their own.
Katsuki lifted Izuku up for a second, to blow cool air, making Izuku whine, "What's the matter? You're supposed to be riding my face. Can't you do that?"
Izuku flushed, his cock dribbling precum on the other's chest, arms shaking to keep himself up, he glanced up to see in Kacchan's boxers was an outline of a hard, big cock. He bit his lip, his curiosity getting the better of him as he reached to rub his fingers over the impressive bulge, while still trying to hover. He couldn't answer Kacchan's questions.
"So greedy, you can't even ride my face let alone ride my dick." Katsuki laughed, smacking hard. "How bout you ride my face till you cum, then I'll fuck your greedy ass."
That's a wonderful thought, losing his virginity to Kacchan is something he only dreamt about. "But Kacchan, I don't know what to do, I'm, I'm so close already, please."
"You are such a Deku, fine."
Strong arms forced Izuku down, skin meeting the fabric of Katsuki's shirt, his face stopping short of that mesmerizing clothed hard on, and that wet muscle started right back in, attacking his hole, Izuku felt his brain short circuit. He was losing himself. Pinned, unable to do much but take what was given, his untouched dick leaking pitifully over the black fabric. Izuku felt tears in his eyes, being so close to the edge, feeling such sensations, it felt so good, yet not enough. He needed his dick touched, he tried moving his hips to give him some friction, but Kacchan was strong. So strong. After a while he was sobbing, as he was rocked, forced to grind down on the blonds face. Soon, Izuku felt more wiggle room and that little bit of freedom had his eyes rolling, his cock getting more friction and Katsuki flattened his tongue to let it glide against the sopping wet ass, and then he could move even more, Izuku knew he sounded like a down right whore. He would be horrified if someone could hear him, and they probably do but to hell with it, this was worth it. Worth the teasing, this was heaven. Izuku shifted sporadically, hips moving on instinct, he was so fucking close! He slid too far and that wiggling tongue had his toes curling in the blanket, licking his straining balls, before them being sucked in one at a time, he was so focused on this new feeling that when a finger slipped inside it was barely noticeable. It just added to the mind numbing pleasure, he bit into the fabric of Katsuki's shirt to muffle the loud cry he was going to let out when he felt a hand wrap firmly around his cock. He was coming, he was definitely coming!!
Izuku drooled, making a mess as he came in spurts, further ruining Kacchan's clothes. Trembling, his ass like a vice around the twisting finger. Two things went through Izuku's mind as he tried to regain a steady way of breathing, one he couldn't believe how hard he came, two BAKUGOU KATSUKI, AKA, KACCHAN JUST LICKED MY BALLS!!!!!!
Midoriya was rolled over on his back, his body like jello, he looked up to watch Kacchan spread his legs and climb between, his shirt being removed and tossed somewhere in the room. Katsuki looked out of breath and Izuku looked down to see a start of a wet spot on his boxers. He watched a hand pull it out and Izuku moaned, moaned, literally at the sight. It was big, big, long and girthy, is that even a word, the veins are so defined, like something you see out of a high ranking porn and not on a teenager. Its so beautiful.
"Ha! Did you just say my dick was beautiful?" Katsuki laughed as Izuku smacked a palm over his stupid muttering mouth. "It's okay, you actually started moving in your own Deku, it was cute."
He felt his cock twitch with another trickle of cum, he kept his hand over his mouth so he wouldn't say anything stupid as Katsuki spit down on his own aching dick, rubbing it over the tip, before he lined up and pressed the tip to his hole, he began to panic, "Kacchan wait!"
"Tsk what? You are more then relaxed enough." Katsuki stayed put however, no longer moving, but not pulling back either.
"We are, well I've never, I…" Suddenly self conscious, he began to sit up.
Katsuki pushed Izuku right back down, gripping his milky thighs to pull him back in position as they made eye contact, "You said to wait, not stop. I've waited long enough, too long for this. If you want me to stop then your going tell me flat out." Bakugou leaned forward bringing their faces only inches apart. "Or, you can make me ."
Izuku felt the tip enter and he felt overwhelmed, the stretched burned, but after everything that happened and with Kacchan lubing himself, it was a smooth glide. It hurt, but the pain was bearable, exciting even, he was taking it. Taking Kacchan's cock, he was doing good! The thought had him pressed back, wanting so badly to fully engulf it inside him. "Ohmygod! Sobigohmygod!"
Katsuki's watched everything, staring at Izuku's facial expression, trying to look for signs of actual pain, pushing in till he felt their hips touched.
Izuku was so full, he never felt such a feeling. His own fingers were incomparable. He was damn near sobbing, his cock pulsating back to life. He didn't know what to do with his hands, white knuckling the blankets felt like his only option. They laid that way for only a moment, when he felt the void of emptiness when Kacchan reared back and then he was quickly filled with a snap of the hips, "ah!"
"You sound so good, fuck you feel so good." Bakugou for the first time sounded, desperate? Strained?
His ass was being pounded, long and deliberate thrusts, a rhythm and echo of smacks and the cried and grunts they were making, the smell of sex, it had Izuku spiraling into another orgasm, his back arched as he threw his head back, a hand smacked over his scream. He clucjed down hard on Kacchan's cock, making him groan into Izuku's neck. Stalling his movements till Izuku finally relaxed.
Izuku felt like he blacked out for a second, he tried to take breathes through his mouth but a hand prevented that so he took long drags of air through his nose. He felt himself relax, and he felt so tired. He could pass out. "Its not over yet."
Izuku's eyes opened wildly, but the protest came out muffled, mouth still covered by Kacchan's hand, as the rhythm started up again. He was so sensitive, it was too much! He wa going to lose it. Lose his mind. Way too much! It feels so good it hurts. He tried to move the hand over his mouth, unable to do so. Strength in his body gone.
"Gotta keep this nose maker quiet, its way past midnight and you are being soooo loud." He had the nerve to swirl his hips. "I'm close Deku, I'm so close. Fuck." Izuku felt Kacchan's body drop, face buried in his neck as he reached his free hand underneath to grab a hold of one of Izuku's cheeks, lifting the smaller body slightly off the bed, pulling him back into each thrust of the blondes hips.
The different angle sent strikes of pleasure up his spine, he felt that Kacchan was hitting something deep and it was making him further lose his sanity. He threw his arms around the back the blonde's neck and legs around his waist. He felt the build, but he could tell if he was hard. He begged with his eyes for Katsuki to release his mouth, a final squeeze was his warning to keep it down. When his mouth was free, he tried so hard to keep himself quiet, whining Kacchan's and pleases.
"Fuck, shit." Katsuki groaned again, raising himself up before leabing down to kiss Deku's lips.
Izuku was kissing back as good as he could. Moaning, whining into the lip lock. His tongue fighting the other then giving up quick, as finally Kacchan slammed his hips into Deku's before growling into the fierce kiss, coming everything he had deep into the other.
Izuku blacked out, as he had his first ever dry orgasm.
*****
Izuku woke up, in a gasp. Sitting up, hands on his face, rubbing them before laughing at himself. "That dream was so real."
"Wasn't a dream you stupid nerd."
Izuku stilled, then looked up to meet Kacchan's gaze, as he sat in his desk chair. "You mean, that all was, all that was real?"
Katsuki stood, walking over to him, smirking, "So Deku, was it the best seat you've ever sat on?"
Izuku looked into Katsuki's eyes, feeling an qche pulsate from his bottom, "Yes, Amazing Kacchan."