Darkside (BkDK)

~~** 🔞 Behind closed doors. 🔞 **~~

Still pressed against the inside of his own door, held captive by the determined ministrations of the class Attack Pomeranian, the successor of One for All did his utmost best to stay as quiet as possible. A monumental task given his predilection for voicing his pleasure and his attackers delight in drawing those such noises from him.

He silently prayed his rosy cheeked best friend would remain clueless as to his VERY conscious presence only inches away from her. He hoped that if he could just hold out long enough, she would assume he was asleep or not home and go on her way none-the-wiser.

Just one moan of pleasure, one whimper of euphoria would surely alert the kind hearted girl not only of his confirmed whereabouts but also as to the exact reason why he was otherwise indisposed. Izuku would feel bad about not keeping his word to work on their essay together later. For now, all he wanted was for her to leave so he could strip the t-shirt off of his boyfriend who was STILL teasing his sensitive chest and feel more of the crimson-eyed youth's skin against his own. Maybe even more.

Both of his large scared hands were pressed firmly over his mouth in a desperate attempt to remain undetected when his eyes suddenly grew larger than normal. Something that went undetected by the preoccupied teen in front of him. Straining as best he could given his position, Midoriya heard the sound he had been waiting for: footsteps heading away. Deku almost sighed in relief when he felt a notifying vibration emanate from the phone in his pocket as the footfalls faded down the stairs. Surely it was a message from the cheerful gravity quirk user about doing their assignment another time. He'd find out later. For now he NEEDED to feel more of the body pressed against him and he no longer had a reason to be stealthy.

Emboldened by the knowledge that the pair would not be overheard, the greenette lunged forward with such enthusiasm that it propelled the taller youth backwards. The move came with such unexpected force that the still unknown couple ended up falling to the All Might rug covered floor. The smaller boy immediately began to remove the fabric separating him from the deliciously toned torso now captive beneath him. The smirking owner of said snack snickered at the other's eagerness from his new position flat on his back. As pleased as he was with the desire he had clearly awoken in his partner, the instigating male decided to help his counterpart doff his signature skull shirt less it be ripped off of him forcefully.

Can't have that.

The moment the offending garment was discarded blunt nails were being raked down the explosive male's pecks leaving red track marks in their wake. The blonde had almost no time to react to prevent the assault before it began, but in no way would he be complaining. The feel of his counterpart's powerful hands scraping across his hard earned muscles elicited a sharp hiss of pleasure. The typically surly boy was speechless and forced to close his fiery eyes in an effort to refocus his attention from the pleasurable pain on his torso to the teen perched atop him that was bringing him such fulfilling sensations.

Over the last month since making their relationship more physical the two had discovered a few things about one another's preferences. One of those things was that each seemed to enjoy a little pain. Not the kind they experienced after an intense fight or rough training session but the bedroom kinds. Strategically placed bites and nibbles, firm pulling of tender nipples or hair, nails dug in just a little more than what would be comfortable for most. Like now.

Ruby red orbs snapped open as a sudden urge struck the prone boy's lust soaked mind. A thought he knew on one level he shouldn't see through but good luck getting rational thought past the haze of lust. Ignoring that part of his brain trying to reason with said lust, Katsuki acted on his whim and an instant later his powerful hips jerked upwards earning him both a surprised gasp and a sensual groan from the object of his desires. His own enjoyment with the sensation was beyond expectation and was only made better as he watched his partner's reaction.

Head tilted up to stare wide-eyed and unseeingly at the ceiling, the curly haired youth took a moment to relish in the more than pleasant feeling granted him by the action of the one beneath him. After a shaky breath to reassure himself that yes, that DID just happen, he turned his face downward and refocused his gaze on his boyfriend's handsome face. What he saw there was the most heated look he had ever witnessed by far. Damn Kacchan is beautiful.

Midoriya was cute. Everyone said so. From Midnight to his mom and everyone in between. His freckles and curly rich green locks made him positively adorable according to just about anyone. Bakugo, on the other hand, was hot. His handsome features were obvious to anyone who cared to look. Though they could be concealed if he was in a particular mood, but even then his underlying attractiveness showed through.

Unless he was in his Dynamight costume. Then there was no hiding his model worthy features. Eyes rimmed in kohl and tight black and orange hugging his body made each move and every expression, even the arguably deranged ones, completely irresistible. At least it did to the teen currently fucking the blonde with his eyes. Maybe a certain redhead too.

Wanting to repeat and possibly even increase the absolute mind numbing pleasure caused by the friction between the pair only moments earlier, the trainee Pro pinned to the carpet reached up and began moving his boyfriend's hips to counter the now rhythmic movement of his own. Large hands braced themselves on his tone pecs as his covered erection rubbed tauntingly against the cleft of Izuku's pert ass. Not one to leave his partner wanting, Katsuki kept one hand on a desirable hip and moved the other to grasp and rub against the bulge from earlier that was now clearly straining the loose athletic shorts of his rider.

The motions were both familiar and foreign to the pair. Being hot blooded teenagers they had of course spent many hours in the privacy of their own rooms fulfilling certain hormone driven needs. But in their efforts to take their private relationship as slowly as possible they had only breached this step a few weeks ago. On the day Izuku had snapped at Kirishima. After that particularly mind blowing experience they agreed it was a slippery slope they should do their utmost to to not surpass. But you know what they say about the best laid plans, right?

Both boys panted as they worked their still completely concealed lower halves together in a building and desperate race to the finish. The temptation to feel the soft tender inner thigh of his rider suddenly became too much for the teen on the floor. Repositioning his hand from atop the irritating fabric to under the hem of the short, he tentatively traced the edge of briefs beneath them. Katsuki's crimson eyes locked onto the glazed over jade orbs of the room's other occupant searching for permission.

No clarification was needed. Deku knew exactly what the silent question being asked was and what his answer was to be. "Yessssssss!" A soft and breathy voice escaped the curly haired youth's clenched teeth as he confirmed for the other his compliance. He was getting close. So very very close. He could feel the hard length under him starting to twitch and knew they would both be pushed over the edge soon.

The feel of a warm palm moving against his naked skin and a gentle but firm grip tentatively wrapping around his own headed need would be his near instant downfall. Only two pumps of Katsuki's hand had Izuku falling to pieces as he fell forward while coating said hand in his seed. He could feel the almost feral groan released by his partner more than he could hear it as the blonde also fell over a metaphorical cliff while soiling his own clothes and not giving a singe fuck about it.

For several minutes the two remained frozen in position as they struggled to regain their breaths and slow their racing hearts. Weeks of delicious friction and rubbing against each other thru their clothes made the new feel of skin on skin almost too much for the greenette. Plans for a slow paced relationship were passing by into the ether by the minute. If they kept up this pace of tantalizing one another for weeks before taking a step forward they really might just lose everything to heart failure. Though, would that really be so bad?

Hell of a way to go.

It would be another hour before the couple were able to clean themselves up and strategically make their separate ways downstairs to spend the remainder of the day with their friends. Neither letting the fresh memory of blinding pleasure travel far from their thoughts led to questions about possible fevers from both squads. Why else would their leaders keep randomly flushing? Clearly, they were each coming down with a cold.