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Like any other day, Bakugou sat through Aizawa's lectures for their hero course. And like any other day, he came out on top during their training. as antsy as he was throughout the day, it didn't show to his other classmates - he just seemed more grumpier than usual. The day dragged on much to his dislike and it only made his fuse shorter and shorter throughout the day. He snapped at Deku more than usual, snapped at Kirishima and Kaminari for for attempting to cheat off their test, and well... snapped at everyone more than usual.
Then again, being a teenager wasn't easy when you were constantly horny.
The blond was bent over a desk in the first row, pants bunched up around his feet with his school bag sitting at his side. Hand wrapped around his already hardened cock, he grunted out lowly as his body rocked back and forth in time with the strokes from his hand. Sometimes about jacking himself off in the middle of the classroom alone made him even more horny, though the reason was clear - it was a risk of getting caught by anyone. He was smart, always waiting until Aizawa left the room for the day before he got down to business.
Bringing his free hand up to his lips, he opened his mouth and let his tongue slid around his fingers. He kicked at the chair behind him, awkwardly pushing it the side and out of the way. Leaning over the desk more, he listened to the sound of it scratching against the floor as he removed his wet digits from his mouth. He glanced behind him,, watching as he slid his fingers inside of himself with ease. It was a little stretch, but nothing that he couldn't get used to. Within seconds he had slid a second finger inside, a gasp escaping his lips.
"Nnh... fuck..."
Iida walked through the empty hallways of UA, knowing everyone had gone back to the dorms by now. He had lost his cell phone somewhere, and he was sure he might have left it in the classroom where he spent his day. Though his phone never left his pocket, he'd been checking it more often ever since his brother was released from the hospital.
He could hear noises coming from the classroom he was standing in front of, peeking through the window as he noticed Bakugou laying across a desk. Not just any desk, but Iida's own desk that he sat in during class. He placed his hand on the knob, turning it before pushing the door open.
"Bakugou-san, this isn't a proper place to be pleasuring yourself!"
Bakugou let out a soft pant and when he heard the familiar voice belonging to the class president, he didn't bother to stop his hand or his fingers. "Class is over, bastard. I can do what I want." He looked over at the other student, hips pressing up against the desk. "Gonna be a perv and just stand there and watch, or what?"
He pulled the two fingers out before pushing them back in, a third digit following quickly after. He groaned out at the stretch, cock starting to drip with precum. "Still standing there...!?"
Iida closed the door behind him, turning the lock as he stepped further into their classroom. It wasn't a secret that Bakugou had sex with almost all of the students at UA. It also wasn't a secret that he was one of the few that hadn't either. Some of their classmates were always asking when Iida would do it.
He shuffled closer to his desk, watching Bakugou's fingers sliding in and out with ease. He took a deep breath, letting one of his own hands move forward and brush against Bakugou's ass.
"Not just the classroom, Bakugou-san. My desk as well."
"Take a hint or... get out!" Bakugou moved his hips back and forth, eyes closing tightly as he let his nails just barely press against his length. "... fucker... if you're just gonna stand there, at least do something!" He let out a rough sigh, eyes opening just a bit to look back at Iida. "Don't tell me you've never jacked off in the bathrooms before, four-eyed bastard."
Iida brushed his fingers against Bakugou's hand, taking another deep breath before letting it go. He tugged the chair closer with his foot, sitting in it as he pressed his finger alongside Bakugou's own fingers. "I've only ever done it in the privacy of my room, Bakugou-san..."
Bakugou grinned a bit, grinding his cock against the desk top. He lifted himself up on his feet some, tongue licking over his lips to wet lip. "Heh... so someone like you can even have this kind of side to you...?"
He sat himself flat on his feet, fingers pushing further into himself before he pulled them back out. He spread his ass open with his free hand, backing up towards Iida. "Come on then... you're the only one who hasn't touched me."
Iida watched Bakugou shifting, watching him spread his ass open. The blond was tempting, he really was. He deserved to let himself loose every now and then, giving in to the side of him that he never showed. He moved a hand, bringing two fingers up to Bakugou's lips. "Then make sure they're nice and wet, Bakugou-san."
Bakugou let himself fall back into Iida's lap, grinding down against him as he took the other's fingers in his mouth. His hand left his cock and moved down to reach for Iida's hand. "Come on already... do I have to fucking walk you through everything?"
Iida pulled his fingers from Bakugou's lips, bringing them down before pressing against them against his entrance. "You're so eager to have sex, are you not into foreplay?"
He let his fingers slip inside of the blondes' ass, feeling Bakugou clenching around them slightly. He kept his pace slow, thrusting them deep inside of him before pulling back out again.
Bakugou's hands got warm as he let out a low growl, legs spreading open as he spoke. "It's none of your damn business, bastard." He let out a rough sigh again, panting softly while he grinded back against Iida. "Put your fingers to work... hand too." He grabbed at the other's hand, bringing it to his cock. "Start moving it."
"So long as you're with me, it is my business Bakugou-san." Iida picked up the pace of his fingers slightly, starting to fuck the blonde with them. He let his hand wrap around Bakugou's cock, starting to pump him slowly.
Bakugou leaned his head back against Iida's shoulders, growling out his name. "Foreplay isn't exactly easy for me to do myself when I can blow my dick off." He rocked his hips slowly, moving a hand down to the other's fingers. He pushed them further inside of him, letting out a whine. "Mmh... fuck!"
"Then let me show you how good foreplay can be." Iida leaned in slightly, pressing his lips lightly against Bakugou's shoulder. He pulled his fingers back, adding a third one slowly. "Just relax and enjoy it, Bakugou-san."
Bakugou let out a shaky sigh, body rocking back and forth again the other's. He tensed up around the fingers inside of him, bringing his hands to hang at his sides. "What's gotten into you, Iida...? Don't tell me you want in on the fucking action?"
"So what if I do? You've spread yourself out on my desk, I can only assume you wanted me to do this. Besides, Bakugou-san, you're very tempting..." Iida just kept moving the fingers inside of the blonde, the hand around Bakugou's cock keeping in time with the thrusts of his fingers.
Bakugou grabbed at Iida's pants, groaning out at the feeling of being fucked with the other's fingers. "So what? It's worth a damn shot, isn't it?" He tugged at the fabric, kicking his own pants and boxers off from around his ankles.
Iida pulled his fingers out of Bakugou's ass, picking the other up slightly, setting his knees on the desk. He leaned forward, dragging his tongue along his hole, feeling him twitch slightly. "Then since I'm here, let me take care of you for awhile."
Bakugou immediately brought his hands to Iida's head, grabbing at his hair. "Ah!" He leaned back slightly, hips rolling up against the other's tongue. "Mmh... Tenya, fuck..." He panted softly, "You know we can get caught. Aizawa-sensei hasn't left for the day. He could come back."
Iida knew he was right but, there was a more pressing matter at this point. He knew it was risky, but he wanted to go further than this with Bakugou. He pulled back slightly, glancing up at Bakugou. "I locked the door, besides, I'm sure sensei wouldn't come back here if he heard how loud you are sometimes."
Bakugou pushed Iida's head back down, moving a hand back to his cock. Precum was dripping down the sides of his length. "Wanna have a taste of me?" He pushed his thumb against the head of his cock, groaning softly.
Iida leaned forward, letting his tongue trail from the blond's ass to the head of his cock. He let his own hand move, undoing the button of his pants before pulling the zipper down. "You're already close to cumming, but I've barely begun to touch you."
Bakugou cock throbbed at the feeling of Iida's hand against it. He rocked his hips up, cum slowly starting to leak out as he held himself back. "That's what happens when you're horny and touch yourself."
Iida pushed his own pants and boxers down to his knees, letting his lips wrap around Bakugou's cock. He let his fingers press back into the blonde, fucking him with them. Bakugou softly moaned, biting at his bottom lip as he leaned forward to watch Iida.
"Take those... damn glasses off, president." He reached a shaky hand down, tearing the glasses away from the other's face. He waved them in the air with a little grin. "Don't wanna dirty them up, now do you?"
Iida looked up at Bakugou, letting his eyes focus slightly. He didn't need his glasses all the time, just preferred to wear them so his vision was always perfect. He shook his head slightly in response, letting his tongue trace over the head of the blond's cock.
Bakugou licked his lips in response, bringing the glasses to his face to rest them on his ears. He let his hips push against Iida's mouth, sighing aloud as he tilted his head back. "With all that annoying shit you say throughout the day... I guess you make up for it while sucking my cock."
Iida pulled back, giving one more lick to the tip of Bakugou's length before pulling off with a ‘pop.’ He pressed his lips to the other's inner thigh, nipping lightly at the skin as he pressed his fingers in further. "I can do more than that."
"Then prove it to me." Bakugou slid his hands down to his shirt, slowly unbuttoning his jacket. He let his slide down his arms and started working on unbuttoning his white shirt. "Come on, Tenya... show me what you've got."
Iida bit down slightly on Bakugou's inner thigh, causing the blond to lift his hips. Iida’s eyes watched him as he undid the buttons on the shirt while he worked his free hand to his own shirt, unbuttoning it quickly.
Bakugou closed his eyes, whining out a soft "fuck," before he tugged at Iida's hair. "Keep my cock in your mouth, damn it!"
"Or else what?" Iida pulled away from Bakugou's inner thigh, but only slightly. He pushed off his jacket awkwardly, letting it hang on one shoulder still.
"Or else I'll fuckin' cum in your face, jackass!" Bakugou hissed through his teeth, barely putting any force of the other's head as he attempted to push Iida back to his hardened cock. "Hurry it up already!"
"Or..." Iida leaned in once more, biting at Bakugou's inner thigh. "You can tell me if there's a condom in that bag of yours, and I'll take good care of you."
Bakugou shoved Iida away from his thigh as he brought a hand down to grab at the base of his cock. "Fuck, yes! There's one in my bag now hurry it up!" He whined as he eyed up his cock, fingers pressing against his balls as he tried to hold himself back.
Iida pulled his fingers out of Bakugou, shrugging off his shirt and jacket before letting it fall on the chair. He reached into the blond's bag, finding a condom easy enough. "On the desk or in my lap?"
"Desk! Stop asking fucking questions and fuck me already, nerd!" Bakugou hissed out, fingers squeezing at his balls with a low growl. "Are you trying to piss me off even more!?"
Iida tore open the package, rolling the condom onto his length. All rules were out the window at this point; he felt like a rebel. Though he'd bask in his accomplishment later after he was alone. He pressed the tip of his cock against Bakugou's entrance, rolling his hips slightly.
The moment Bakugou felt Iida's cock against him, his hand flew from his cock as his orgasm hit hard. He panted out, drool running down the side of his mouth as he leaned forward. "Put it... put it in..."
Iida felt Bakugou already trying to clench around his cock, rocking his hips forward as he sank inside of him slowly. He let out a soft groan, hands coming up to rest on the desk as he stopped rocking his hips when he was bottomed out. "Shit..."
Bakugou gasped as he leaned his head back, hips pushing against Iida's. "Damn, pres... never thought I hear such a vulgar word leave your mouth." He grinned as he fixed the pair of glasses on his face, catching his breath as he huffed.
Iida shook his head slightly, though he knew Bakugou was right. Never would he usually use words like those, but right now... Right now he was preoccupied by the pretty blonde squeezing his cock.
"Come on... move, move..." Bakugou whined, crimson eyes focusing on Iida. "I'm already stretched out enough, so start fucking me with your damn cock!"
Iida met Bakugou's gaze, hands resting on the desk. He pulled his hips back slightly, snapping them forward as he started fucking into the blond. "So needy, Katsuki."
Bakugou grinned, his head tilting back as he brought a hand up to catch the glasses from falling of his face. Moving it back down to the desk, his other hand grabbing at the desk beneath him. "Then you really don't know me....!"
Iida moved a hand to the blond's thigh, squeezing it slightly as he picked up a rough pace. He kept his eyes on Bakugou's face, watching for his reactions. "So needy. Squeezing me so nicely."
Bakugou closed his eyes tightly, hands warming up against the desk. "Mhm, fuck... fuck... that feels really good!" He bit down on his lower lip, hips pushing against the other’s.
Iida moved a hand up Bakugou's body, thumb brushing over the blondes' nipple, causing the other to arch his back.. He snapped his hips forward roughly, feeling the other clenching around his cock. "Let me hear you, Katsuki."
"... gonna cum...!" Bakugou choked back a groan, hips lifting up as he allowed himself to cum, cock throbbing at the orgasm.
Iida felt Bakugou clenching tightly around him as he came, groaning softly. He moved his hand up to Bakugou's shoulder, holding onto him as he started fucking into him harder. "You're so needy, Katsuki..."
Bakugou's eyes shot open as Iida continued to move and he smelled smoke from his palms. His crimson eyes glared at the other, a second explosion going off against the desk. "Don't keep... moving... asshole!"
Iida grasped harder at Bakugou's shoulder, pulling him up and into his lap as he sat back in the chair. "Are you going to make me stop moving, Katsuki?"
"Fuck off!" Bakugou gasped out, keeping his hands down at his side. "You're gonna... make me cum again, four-eyed bastard!" He leaned forward, letting his forehead press against Iida's shoulder.
"You've cum twice already, and I'm not even close yet Katsuki. Very unfair..." Iida couldn't help but tease the blonde, feeling Bakugou's forehead against his shoulder. He stopped the movement of his hips for the moment though, arms wrapping around Bakugou's waist.
"It's not my fault, damn it! The first time I could have came easily if it wasn't for you interrupting me!" Bakugou hissed out, moving his hands to Iida's shirt. He let out a rough sigh, closing his eyes in an attempt to catch his breath. "You can't just fucking keep moving as soon as I cum!"
"You're the one who told me to take a hint, weren't you? As if you weren't practically begging for this as you fingered yourself on my desk." Iida rolled his eyes slightly, keeping his gaze on Bakugou before taking the glasses from the blond's face.
Bakugou panted out softly, tongue licking over his lips to get them wet. "Mmh... I guess you could say that I knew you wouldn't be able to hold back." He leaned back, opening his eyes as he leaned back. "Class pres sure does have a thick cock."
Iida brought a hand up to Bakugou's chin, tilting his head slightly. He leaned in slightly, nipping at the blond's lower lip. "Did you not expect that?"
"Absolutely fucking not..." Bakugou growled out. "I was sure someone like you would have a skinny-ass dick." He let his tongue press against Iida's mouth, "C'mon and keep fucking me already."
"Don't make assumptions then, Katsuki." Iida pressed his lips against Bakugou's, pushing his tongue between his lips. He started rocking his hips up, starting to fuck into the blond once more.
Bakugou moaned into the kiss, palms starting to sweat again as he grinded down against the other's cock. He whined, hands grabbing onto Iida's shirt more tightly. "Don't stop until you cum..."
Iida nodded slightly, licking into Bakugou's mouth once more after he spoke. He traced the tips of the blond's teeth, hips snapping up as he picked up a quick pace. He let his hands move to rest on Bakugou's ass, lifting him up and bringing him down in time with his thrusts.
Bakugou leaned forward to kiss Iida's neck, moaning out in his ear softly. His hips moved in time with each thrust and his palms popped with each explosion. He brought them down to the other's thighs, groaning out.
Iida let his head tilt slightly, feeling Bakugou's lips on his neck. He squeezed Bakugou's ass slightly, feeling Bakugou's hands on his thighs. "You're so tight, Katsuki..."
"Tight, huh? That's a fucking shame." Bakugou groaned out louder, not bothering to keep his voice to himself. "Guess I should do a better job stretching myself out next time. I'll make sure I'm nice a loose for you, Tenya."
"I'd rather loosen you myself." Iida trailed a hand further down his ass, brushing against Bakugou's entrance as he fucked into him. He leaned in, biting at the other's throat as his other hand squeezed the blond's ass.
"I'll keep that in mind then - fuck!" Bakugou licked a little bit of drool from his lips as he moaned. "Come on, Tenya... fill up that condom with all your cum. I bet your cock holds a lot of it..."
Iida trailed small bites down Bakugou's chest, keeping up the rough pace as his finger presses harder against his entrance. "I wonder if you can take my fingers as well as my cock, Katsuki."
Bakugou felt his cock throb at Iida's words and his eyes lit up. "Don't say something like that if you're not gonna try. I'm a slut, remember? I can take whatever you give to me."
Iida slowed his pace slightly, pressing a finger inside of him beside his cock. He brought his lips back to Bakugou's throat, nipping at it lightly. "You are a slut, which is why you'd rather I weren't wearing this condom, isn't that right Katsuki?"
Bakugou shivered as he tensed up around not only Iida's finger, but his cock as well. "Ahh... I like it raw... condoms are a pain in the ass but it's better we don't make a mess in the classroom, right?"
"Could always clean it up after..." Iida moved his head slightly, mumbling in Bakugou's ear as he pressed his finger in deeper. He wanted to feel Bakugou around him, without the condom in the way. "What do you say, Katsuki?"
"Might get me to cum again if you do that." Bakugou panted louder, hips pushing down against Iida's cock and finger. "Make me take all your cum inside of me. Fill me up with it, Tenya!"
Iida pulled his finger out of him, cock sliding out afterwards. He pulled off the condom, tossing it to the ground as he lined himself back up with Bakugou's entrance. "I'll make you feel real good, Katsuki."
"Then don't make me wait." Bakugou sat himself back down in Iida's lap, feeling his cock sliding inside of him with no trouble at all. "Put those fingers of yours inside of me too. Make sure I'm nice and full by the time you're done with me." The blond grinded against the other's cock hard, hands resting on his shoulders as he moved his hips.
Iida let out a groan, feeling Bakugou around his cock once more. It felt better, not having the condom between them though. He pressed two fingers against his entrance, pressing them inside of him. "Such a little slut..."
"Oh damn... Tenya, I never knew you could actually manage to swear!" Bakugou moaned out loudly. He panted, drool practically running down his cheek as he leaned back. "Oh fuck me harder! I know you can go faster than that! Make me cum!"
"There's a lot I choose not to do." Iida kept a slow pace as he started to move his fingers slowly. He rocked his hips slowly, fingers beginning to slide inside of the blond easily. "I'm going to make a mess of you, Katsuki."
Bakugou's cock throbbed and he moved a hand down to start stroking himself. He squeezed at his balls, fingers pushing against himself as he felt Iida's fingers thrusting in and out with his cock. "Make me... cum... cumming..."
"Again already? I haven't even cum yet, Katsuki." Iida let his free hand trace Bakugou's ass, squeezing the skin lightly. He picked up the pace of his thrusts slightly, beginning to fuck into the blond again.
"Then hurry up and shove that cock of yours deep inside of me!" Bakugou snapped out, trying to ignore his moans. "You got that damn condom off so cum in me and fill me up until I'm dripping, Tenya!" He lifted himself up a bit before he slammed back down onto Iida's cock. "Look, you’re making my cock drip!"
Iida picked up a rough pace, his fingers thrusting deep inside of him. He leaned in, biting roughly at Bakugou's throat as he sucked a small mark into his skin. "Don't worry, Katsuki, I'll fill you up nice and good."
Bakugou practically came on the spot, but he squeezed at the base of his cock to stop himself. He whined, moans and pants growing louder and louder with each thrust Iida gave. "... wanna be dripping... with your cum..."
Iida heard Bakugou's moans getting louder, feeling the blond clenching around his cock and fingers. He was getting closer to his climax, wanting to give the other what he asked for. He wanted to fill Bakugou with his cum, and watch it drip out of him. "You will be."
"Please... gonna cum..." Bakugou panted heavily, grabbing on to Iida tightly. "Cum inside of me... Tenya, please. I'm begging you!" He bit at his lower lip, groaning out as he held back a loud moan.
"Don't hold back your voice Katsuki." Iida thrusted his fingers deeper inside of him, his thrusts becoming erratic as he got closer. "I'm getting close..."
The blond practically cried out, trying to keep his voice down as Iida pounded into him. "Ten...ya...!" He jerked his hips forward roughly as his orgasm hit him hard.
Iida felt Bakugou clenching around him as he came again, groaning at the feeling of it. He pressed a third finger inside of the blond, hips keeping up the rough pace. "I'm close Katsuki, just bear with it a few more minutes."
"H-Hurry it up... b-bastard!" Bakugou whined out loudly. "If we keep doing this I might become addicted to your cock...!" He closed his eyes, leaning into Iida's chest with a rough pant.
Iida brought his free hand up, bringing it down against Bakugou's ass slightly. He more wanted to see what would happen, fucking up into the blond rougher than before. "Such a dirty mouth Katsuki."
Bakugou gasped out, his voice getting higher as he moaned out. "Don't be a fucking tease, bastard! Come on, your cock's gotta be aching to let all that cum out, right? Let it out inside of me already, damn it!" He grinded down against Iida's lap, looking at him.
"I'm the one being a tease am I?" Iida lifted his hand, bringing it down harder than before against Bakugou's ass. He could feel the blond grinding down in his lap, feeling his stomach clench as he got closer.
"Spill your cum inside of me!" Bakugou snapped with a weak gasp. "I bet you're really full with all of it from holding back!" He grinded back again, palms starting to smoke as he growled out.
"Easy with your quirk Katsuki, we don't wanna set the classroom on fire." Iida leaned in, licking at Bakugou's lower lip. He tugged on it slightly, feeling his climax getting closer. "Just a few more thrusts, doing so good for me..."
"The only thing going to be on fire is you if you don't hurry up!" Bakugou growled out, clearly becoming impatient. "I've came all those times for you so now it's your fucking turn!"
Iida rolled his eyes, letting out a groan when he felt Bakugou clenching around him again. He brought the blond's hips flush against his, burying his cock in him as he came. "Holy shit..."
Bakugou let out a soft laugh in response, squeezing around Iida's cock and fingers for a moment before he relaxed his body. "Holy fuck... fuck... there's so much coming... out!"
Iida pulled his fingers out of Bakugou's ass first, lifting him up to set him on the desk. He pulled his cock out after setting him down, watching the cum dripping down his legs. "You asked for it."
Bakugou leaned back only slightly, letting the cum drip out of him as he caught his breath. "Pres... you got some fucking guts fucking me that good." He tilted his head back, chest rising and falling as he panting.
Iida took his glasses, putting them on his face again before looking around for something to clean up with. "Next time... Not in the classroom."
"Next time, huh?" Bakugou closed his eyes slowly before he opened them back up. "Too scared of getting caught by someone again? That's the best part of taking the damn risk."
"No, can just do more on a bed or a couch." Iida pulled his boxers and pants up, buttoning them and pulling up the zipper. "Anything to clean up the mess with?"
Bakugou scoffed, "You think I brought something to clean up with? Who do you think I am?" He huffed, his breathing steadying as he watched Iida.
"I'm sure you probably keep something to clean up with in your bag. Considering it seems like you come in here a lot." Iida pulled his shirt on, buttoning it up before grabbing his tie.
Bakugou smirked, slowly getting of the desk from the side. "Maybe I have a rag in my bag, who knows. Why don't you clean your mess up, class pres?" He sneered a bit, leaning down to grab his boxers and pants.
Iida reached into Bakugou's bag, finding a rag with ease. He wiped up the desk first, bending down to wipe up the cum that had dripped to the floor. "You're always prepared, aren't you?"
Bakugou licked his lips, buttoning his pants as he let them sag a bit. "Gotta be when you fuck in the middle of the classroom, am I right?" He watched Iida for a moment more before he leaned over to grab his bag. Zipping it back up, he tossed it over his shoulder, "Have fun cleaning, pres. I'll see you tomorrow."
Iida finished cleaning up his desk and the floor around it, making sure there wasn't anymore cum to be seen. He watched Bakugou grab his bag, tossing it over his shoulder. "Are you going to put your shirt on, or just walk around like that?"
Bakugou looked back at Iida, sticking his tongue out for a moment before he spoke, "Keep it to yourself as a reminder of how fucking dirty you can be, Tenya. I can get away with saying I was busy doing extra training; use it to get off at night."
Iida felt himself flush at the idea, knowing he'd probably do just that before giving it back to the blond. He watched Bakugou walk out of the classroom, the door closing behind him. "He'll be the death of me."