Dirty Little Secrets

KiriRaka??

** an. Skip the bold if you dont wanna read it.

Uh... so I wrote 14 pages and had to break it up into 3 chapters.

So the smut is in the next chapter sorry!

These 3 chapters are my Valentine's Day gift to you guys...

Definitely taking a tiny break after this, but I NEEDED to get this next bit out of my head.

When I started writing this, the beginning section became kind of long because I wanted to tease a little of the Kiriraka stuff. They're both cute. Idk.

Do you guys think I'm super long-winded? I've been trying to be more descriptive, but maybe I'm overdoing it.

Anyway, hopefully you guys enjoy this.**

Never had she been more thankful for Tsu and Kirishima. They were possibly the best best friends in the entire world.  With their help and a few more threatening explosions from Katsuki, the rest of the interaction with their classmates was cut short. Mina, of course, vowed to get her answers, and Mineta once again ended up unconscious when he started loudly complaining about how unfair it was that “Bakugou gets to touch Urahotties huge mommy milkers.” 

Gross.

Movie night eventually started without excessive drama. She was right that she would not end up sitting with her friends that night, but they were still close, shooting her smiles and funny faces.  At one point, Tsu's tongue shot out and stole her mochi. She started to complain, but Katsuki chuckled and handed her his before flipping off her best friend. The frog giggled and responded in kind. The interaction made Ochako smile. At the start of the film, she found herself crushed, sitting on a far-too-small loveseat between Kirishima and Katsuki.  The overly affectionate nature of her new relationship partner would change that very quickly, however. 

Ten minutes in, he complained about being cold and dragged her into his lap without warning.  She considered protesting, but she knew that usually the people he sat with during movie night ended up in some sort of "keep Bakugou warm" pile. Something she envied in the past but could now be a part of. So she squashed the part of her that was a bit embarrassed by the PDA and leaned against his shoulder, basking in the warmth and smell that was so uniquely him. 

Held securely against him, Ochako tried to keep her legs confined to the space between the two out of respect for the other boy's personal space. It was an exercise in futility. Katsuki leaned against the big redhead and a large arm wrapped around him, closing the small distance between them.

The closeness made it uncomfortable to keep her knees bent, and she began to fidget. Her legs were cramping, and the hem of the dress was riding dangersly high. Of course, being the world's most considerate person, Kiri seemed to sense her discomfort and reached up to pull her legs across her lap. 

“You don’t have to-” she started, very aware of how the movement almost resulted in her bare ass being exposed to her classmates. But, ever the gentleman, Kirishima adjusted her skirt so it was laying flat. He smiled his reassuring and far too bright smile at her before returning his attention to the movie.The positioning ended up surprisingly comfortable. 

Or as comfortable as it could be when you took into account how very aware she was of the two boys. 

Never in her life had she ever felt so small. Katsukis arms were wrapped around her waist, and she leaned with an ear pressed to his chest. His hold was so secure around her. she could almost be lulled by the sound of his breathing and the dizzying caramel scent that always seemed to erase her thoughts