No Strings Attached // BakuDeku Smut

Deux

A/N

I built a tent: I am peak brians.

And a child tried to guilt trip me, but i am immune.

-

Midoriya was sat in the company's canteen, filling out some paper work regarding the previous day's mission: property damage, the usual.

It had been a few days since the... Incident... And Bakugou and him hadn't talked about it yet. Well, what was there to talk about? They fucked? Happy ever after!

Now slightly annoyed, Midoriya pressed harder with his pen, his lines becoming more jagged.

"Careful: don't want to snap your pen now," a deep voice came from behind him, making the greenette jump.

"Oh... Hi Kacchan," the smaller said, returning to his paperwork.

"Let's talk about the other day..." The blonde trailed off, already taking a seat beside him. So bold, as always.

"Sure-"

"I have an idea," Bakugou began, cutting off Midoriya mid agreement.

Sighing, Izuku asked; "Yes? What is it?"

"Lets fuck, but like, more often," the blonde took a sip of his water before continuing. "You know, it's a good stress reliever, we're both single -"

"Hey! How did you know I was single?"

"You're you," the blonde shrugged, and took a bite of an apple. "You focus too much on work. Come on, it'll be great!"

Midoriya debated this: yeah sure, he was lonely, but did he have time to...

Wait, was Kacchan asking him out?

"Hold on, what do you mean by 'fuck more often'?"

"As friends..? Get over yourself, Deku, I'm not asking for your hand in marriage now."

"Oh, right... I mean sure; why not?"

"Good! My place, tonight." The blonde smirked, and went to stand up.

"Wait!" The greenette called out. "I don't know where you live!"

"I'll text it to you. Seven PM sharp, don't be late~" and the blonde fucking winked, because apparently he had the audacity.

-

Sighing for the fifth time that day, Midoriya looked to the door in front of him. He hoped it was the right door, but he supposed not many flats had a "Fuck off" mat outside.

Midoriya really, really hoped he could get some more clarity within the next hour.

So he knocked, and soon the door swung open to reveal a dishevelled blonde: a wet towel pressed to his nose.

"Okay what happened?" The greenette couldn't help but ask.

"You don't... Want to know." He replied, shifting his body so his door way was blocked. In a flash, Izuku had pushed Bakugou aside, and was now standing inside the apartment.

On the kitchen counter, scorch marks littered the countertop. On it, a pickle jar lay unscathed.

He couldn't help it: the laughs that racked his body escaped through his pink lips.

"Shut. Up," the blonde seethed into his ear, effectively making Midoriya fall silent - instantly.

"S-sorry."

"Yeah. Take a seat, nerd." Bakugou went first, relaxing into a black couch. Midoriya followed, crossing his legs nervously. Regardless of the fact that the pair had made up, Izuku couldn't help but he comprehensive.

"Loosen up, Deku."

"Sorry, Kacchan," the greenette responded, uncrossing his legs and leaning backwards, trying to copy Bakugou.

The blonde chuckled, before continuing the topic from lunch.

"I was thinking of a friends with benefits situation," he began, taking the cloth away from his nose to find a blood free patch to use. "I mean, we're not going to date, right? Just fucking for stress relief."

Izuku thought about it, it certainly made sense: both were in need of a distraction from heroing, something new and different, yet not something that needed commitment, like a relationship or a dog.

"Okay... We would need boundaries though, any suggestions?" The greenette asked, already going over possible answers.

"True. How about no kissing?" The blonde suggested.

"Why's that?"

"Too intimate for fuck buddies,"

"I agree," Midoriya said, thinking before speaking again, "no catching feelings either: that'll fuck us both over in the run,"

"Villains and stuff?"

"Yeah," but it was much more than villains, Izuku thought. It would be a lot worse.

He shuddered at the memory of one of his previous fights, one that happened a month ago. Carefully, he crossed his arms over his chest, subconsciously feeling the small tattoo on his ribs, hidden by his clothes. A whole lot worse.

"Is dating me really that bad?" Bakugou said with amusement, eyeing Midoriya up and down.

"Oh no, it was something else," the green haired man forced a chuckle, hoping to divert from the topic.

"Okay then, what about your kinks? Oh, are you clean?" Katsuki asked, adding he last  question onto the end.

"Yeah, I tested when I got out of my last relationship. As for kinks, I'm open to pretty much anything, save a few: bathroom stuff, some food kinks, non con, and age and pet play."

"Interesting." Bakugou settled further back into the sofa, resting one of his hands on the back of the couch. "

But then, his eyes flew wide, and Katsuki turned to face Midoriya.

"Hold on, you dated someone?" surprise hed completely taken over the blonde's voice.

"Yeah... Ururaka and I tried something out a few months ago. Didn't work," Midoriya explained, fiddling with a ring on his finger.

"Oh? Anything else?"

It took a while, but Izuku recalled something buried deep in his memory.

"Yeah... Kaminari and I fucked once or twice in UA, on your bed as well I think,"

"..What?" Immediately, the green haired boy realised his mistake.

"Oh um.."

"You fucked on my bed? With Sparky?"

"Well..."

"Deku," the blonde growled, straightening in his seat. "You are so dead."

And then, Bakugou smirked.

"So dead." Izuku gulped, shrinking back into the couch.

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A/N

Shorter chapter before we five head first into whatever next chapter will be. lmao. around 950 words.