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Bakugou stared out across the room and let the colors of all the led lights mesmerize him. His face didn't hold his usual scowl, but not quite a smile. Something akin to wonder, wonder how he got here. Looking to his left he noticed his friend Sero, holding a blunt out to him. Oh shit, they were smoking…
"Bro, you spaced out there for like an eternity man. You sure you wanna finish this?" Sero moved to pull his arm back when Bakugou snatched the blunt out of his hand, as carefully as possible.
"I know how to smoke dumbass." He grumbled and rolled his eyes as he brought it to his lips. If Sero was laughing at him he couldn't tell because as soon as he inhaled Sero's movements paused, like usual, to watch him smoke. As if he was holding his breath when Bakugou took a hit. He may have heard Sero talking to Kirishima about how much he likes watching people smoke. He may be paying careful attention to lick his lips before exhaling. Bakugou might be enjoying this little game they were playing. Where one of them would tease, and the other would just have to sit and take it.
"What are you staring at?" He said, raising an eyebrow. Was it an invitation to do something about it? He wasn't sure.
"Oh," Sero started up leaning over to move his rather large hand around Bakugou's to take the blunt from him, "just this cute little thing I know." He winked as he leaned back into the couch.
It was Bakugou's turn to blush, scoffing at the comment. It was clearly too obvious of flirting and therefore was out of bounds for this game, making Bakugou the winner.
"Ever shot gun with somebody?" Sero had taken the opportunity to move behind Bakugou a bit as he spoke against his neck, directly below his jaw, under his ear.
The shiver escaped him before he could conceal it. Damn weed.
"Obviously." It was a lie. But he wasn't going to say no. So Sero smirked and inhaled, leaning in close letting their lips just barely touch. When Bakugou froze his other hand came around and opened Bakugou's mouth as he exhaled slowly. Thankfully he was smart enough to understand what to do from then, but he could swear the longer they stayed there the magnet between their lips was getting stronger. And just before it was about to pull him in completely Sero pulled back.
Bakugou followed him for a second before he pulled back, coughing on the hit caught in his lungs.
"Uh huh…seemed like a first timer to me." Sero teased and took another hit before putting it out. Seeing as he was the only one supplying weed for the squad he got to decide when they were done. That was fine with Bakugou because he was more concerned with doing the mental gymnastics it took for him to try and figure out how to get Sero's lips against his neck again. If he was Denki, or maybe even Kiri he would give in and make a real move. But he was not going to give in, Bakugou would not lose.
"Bakugou….dude….you're mumbling like Midoria. If you wanna make out just say so." Sero said as he fixed his hat, scooting over towards the boy more.
"What?"
Sero responded by sliding his fingers through Bakugou's hair, and pulling them together, kissing the boy with confidence. Technically he didn't give in, Sero kissed him first. So he could enjoy his victory a bit, it couldn't hurt. Twisting his body so he could have better access Bakugou kissed back as well as he could. It was a known fact that before they all got together that Sero had made the rounds. Making out with just about anyone that would ask, so it made sense that he was a bit more experienced than Bakugou, but Bakugou was possessive in the best of ways, and that made him a great kisser.
When he bit Sero’s lip the other boy made a noise that could barely be heard over the music playing, but Bakugou got it and he was happy with it. Eventually it was Sero that pulled away first, taking in a deep breath he licked his lips as he smirked at Bakugou. But he still wasn’t making a move to go anywhere else and Bakugou was ready to be done with these extras and go upstairs. He just needed to make Sero understand that without saying it. Glancing his eyes to the stairs he leaned back, looking around to see where the rest of his friends were.
Seeing Kirishima leaning against a door frame talking to Denki he caught eyes with Bakugou and smirked. Had he seen them kissing? The room wasn't huge but there was quite a few people dancing between where Kiri was and where he and Sero were sitting on the couch. Turning back to Sero he rolled his eyes before leaning in close to speak against Sero's neck.
"Wanna take you apart…" he let his words trail off into fevered kisses down his neck. Feeling as much as hearing Sero suck in his breath and groan he smirked as he bit down, causing the boy to bring his arms up to push Bakugou back.
"Alright blasty, calm down, let's go." Sero said looking around cautiously as he got up, adjusting his pants trying to be subtle. Bakugou smirked as he got up, he knew that would do it. He was still smirking when he felt Sero intertwine their fingers and lead him upstairs, away from the main party. To think he didn't even want to come to this party originally. Boy was he glad he came now.
As Sero pulled him into a room that looks suspiciously like Sero's dorm, hammock included, he started kissing him immediately. Pinning him against the door they wrestled for a moment before Sero slammed his hands on either side of Bakugou's head on the door. They paused for a second, to make eye contact, before they kept kissing. Now that they were here Bakugou could finally take control, like usual. Moving his hand to start lifting Sero's too many, too big shirts out of the way so he could feel his smooth skin.
"Fuck...dont know why you wear so many layers, cover up so much…" Bakugou said a little breathless as Sero started leaving hickies on his neck. Bakugou's hands wandered around his back, digging his nails in a bit, a taste of what was to come only to move them back around to feel his ab muscles flexing. Sero pulled away, pleased with his work, and moved to start tugging at Bakugou's shirt. He pulled it off willingly, leaving him only in his binder.
"Binder stays on." He said as he moved to kiss Sero again, grabbing the fabric of his shirts to do the same to him.
"Uh. Oh-okay. Sure." Sero grabbed the back of his shirts pulling them off in one motion. At least three different shirts hid his perfectly toned body, and Bakugou wished he could dress the boy just once, help him show off instead of hiding away behind baggy clothes.
Once both of their shirts were off he looked around before he started walking them backwards towards the bed. Pushing Hanta down to sit he bent over to keep kissing him, as if that magnet was back to work. When the larger hands started working on his pants he pulled back. He wasn't nervous. But there was some part of him that always froze here.
"Just because I don't have a dick doesnt mean I wont fuck you stupid." He said as he risked one quick glance away, only to snap his head back when Sero laughed. It must be the weed, because Sero was giggling like a little girl.
"What's so funny asshole. You got a problem with my body?" He pulled back completely now, from where he had been leaning between Sero's legs.
“Bakugou…” Sero stopped laughing, trying hard to be serious as he reached his hands out to grab the boy and bring him in closer once again.
“You are one of my best friends. I know you’re trans dude...I’m laughing...shhh. I’m laughing because you think you’re in charge here.” His words immediately calmed Bakugou before it angered him once more.
“Huh?” Was all Bakugou could say before he was spun around, landing on the bed under Sero. Could he still blame the weed for knocking the wind out of him when he felt small under Sero’s big arms and strong body. He licked his lips before looking down at Hanta’s lips and back up at his eyes. Before the moment passed Sero was leaning down, suddenly more passionate than he had been. Kissing and biting at Bakugou’s skin, rocking his hips down to grind against Katsuki and make him arch his back with a gasp.
The taller boy moved an arm to start sliding down Katsuki’s front, pausing only for a moment waiting for the whimper that Bakugou inevitably let out before proceeding. His long fingers slowly working their way down into the boy’s briefs, only to feel how wet he was.
Moving his fingers between his folds to slowly rub over his dick, groaning into Bakugou's neck just from feeling it. He couldn't wait to get his mouth on it. Sliding a bit further he slowly circled Bakugou's entrance before deciding to be nice and slide one long slender finger in. Sero knew how to use his fingers, and this was his chance to turn Bakugou into a whining mess. And he was determined to take it.
Bakugou felt like he was floating, or maybe in heaven. Damn weed getting to him, he could barely keep up his usual disinterested act. Especially not with Sero's hand down his briefs. He was gone as soon as he felt his fingers between his legs. As Sero slid a second finger in he moved them just so, pushing them into a bundle of nerves that theoretically Bakugou knew he had. But right now, high as a kite, lying on Sero's bed it was like he was discovering it for the first time. He gasped, moving his hands to grip at the blanket they were on. They had barely been at this but something about the way Sero towered over him, or the way he was sucking what were sure to be dark very visible marks on his neck had him feeling on edge already.
"Sero, sero fuck, more, come on…" he panted reaching a hand up to come slide into his long dark hair and tug his head up. The boy had the audacity to be smirking as he watched his face. Sliding a third finger in and back to a brutal pace, hitting that spot every time he closed his eyes, too overwhelmed by the feeling to keep asking for more. Those long fingers inside of him, stretching him open, they were, fuck, they were going to make him cum...hard.
"Shit, f-fuck yes, yes...y…." He let his head fall back, hand tightening its hold on Sero's hair as his body tensed up, making his fingers give even more of a stretch to his sensitive hole.
"Come for me." Sero purred in his ear and the shiver that started at the back of his neck worked it's way down into the base of his spine and ended with an orgasmn so intense he could hear his fluids squirting all over his briefs and Sero's hand. He couldn't help but hold his breath, all of his brain function going to just feeling the intense pleasure that was going on. When it was done he let out a long moan and moved to kiss Sero deeply, hoping that now he could finally get the upper hand and make his friend feel just as good.
"Fuck you're so hot, you know that? Fucking squirting just from my hand, I cant wait to taste it." Sero managed to get out between kisses and bites to his lip.
The words took a moment to register before Bakugou pulled away.
"What?" He had been with people who ate him out before, some of them downstairs currently, but none of them had been so content to keep going with him after the first orgasm. Most people just had the one, together, and Sero wanted more from him? Before they even fucked?
"Aw, did I fuck you stupid?" Sero teased and grabbed Bakugou, lifting him further onto the bed so he could properly climb over him and down onto the bed, pulling his soaked briefs off.
"Jesus...look at you Katsuki...so pretty like this all wet and inviting…" Bakugou blushed without meaning too, his ears and neck going red. He was barely able to function compared to Sero who seemed as functional as he did in school. Did he really smoke that often or was he just used to his own weed?
He was about to ask when he looked down just in time to find Sero diving right in, licking long stipes up over his folds before moving to pay special attention to his dick. It wasn’t huge, but it was bigger than it used to be, and Bakugou was throwing his head back in no time. Squeezing his legs shut when Sero started to suck he couldn’t help but move to grab at Sero’s hair. Pulling him in closer against his body, Bakugou moaned loudly not caring who possibly could hear, all he knew was he was getting eaten out better than anyone else before.
Sero ate him out like he was starving and his dick was a full course meal. When he pulled particularly hard Sero moaned against him and slid two of his fingers back in, curling them up in the perfect way and it wasn’t much longer before Bakugou was on edge once more. Begging wasn’t something Bakugou usually did, but if he had been able to form words it's probably what he would have started with. He was quickly building up his next orgasm and it was too much and not enough at the same time. He wanted more, but Sero was determined to make him take what he wanted to give, and being unable to take more was what made him tilt over the edge.
He came with a loud cry, his legs shaking as Sero continued working him through it, fingers moving quickly as his jaw ached but he didn’t let up until Bakugou’s legs fell open and he started pushing at his head. Sitting back on his legs Sero sat up, wiping his face off he smirked as he looked down at the panting boy in front of him.
“Dude, you should let me do that more often.” He said moving off the bed, to get something from the other side of the room before he returned to the bed, lighting a bowl he had gotten seemingly out of nowhere.
“You’re welcome to do that whenever you want. In fact, I may demand it.” He said sitting up, with a small laugh, taking the pipe from Sero and taking a hit himself.
“Why don’t you smoke with us usually if it makes you like this?” Sero asked, seeming genuine. The sweet boy was getting to Bakugou...or maybe it was the weed.
“Are you gunna fuck me any time tonight?” He said, blowing out his smoke before Sero just growled, setting his stuff down and turning to push Bakugou back on the bed once again.
“I’m here trying to be nice and you’re still being a little brat about everything. You know I should do something with that foul mouth of yours. Put it to good use.” He said as his hand came to grip his jaw tightly. Turning his head for him, Sero moved to kiss and bite at the skin on his neck again, leaving another mark right above the one he had left earlier. This made Bakugou’s eyes flutter closed as he sighed. The pain was welcomed happily.
“I think I just need to be a little rougher with you.” Sero said moving to sit over Bakugou as he palmed himself in his pants as he let his jaw go, only to move his hand down over his neck and started tightening his grip, cutting off his air temporarily.
Bakugou moaned and nodded as best he could before he brought his hands up to start pulling at Sero’s pants. Sero smacked his hands away, tightening his grip on his neck.
“Uh-uh….I didn’t say you could touch. I know you think you’re in charge here but you’re not. I run this ship now. Got that?” He was now looking directly down at Bakugou, fire burning in his eyes.
Bakugou let out a pathetic whimper of acknowledgement and let his hands fall down to the bed. Sero smirked sadistically and eased up on the hold around his neck.
“So hot Katsuki…” He mumbled as he held his hand up to the boy’s mouth expectantly.
“Lick it.” Sero tutted out unimpressed with Bakugou’s petulance. This was not Sero’s usually calm, chill domener, this was something else, this was the spark of him that did so well in battle dealing with villians. And he was using it here with Bakugou, had him totally at his mercy and Bakugou felt like he was quickly melting into a puddle of the person he usually was. Definitely the drugs affecting him, but he didn’t need to tell Sero directly, they both understood why he didn’t smoke more often. Especially now Sero knew. Knew how easily he fell under control of someone else, happy to let go for a bit. And Sero was handling it well.
As Bakugou continued to lick at his hand, getting his spit all over it Sero undid his pants and finally pulled his hands back to slide it down his pants and he groaned deeply when he was able to finally wrap the spit soaked hand around his dick. Bakugou let out a needy little noise, one he wasn’t exactly proud of, but the hit he had just taken was hitting him, and he was crumbling before the dominant boy on top of him.
“Aw baby, you want to see? Here…” Sero sat up a bit, pushing his pants down even more so he could actually pull himself out. Stroking himself he bit his lip as he watched Bakugou move his hands up to touch, mesmerized with Sero.
“Can’t wait to fuck you.” He said moving his other hand to choke Bakugou again, but not before the boy let out a small ‘then do it.’
“Oh I’m going to. I’m going to fuck you nice and slow, until you’re begging me to let you cum.” He leaned down to speak into Bakugou’s ear, making the boy shiver again at his dirty words.
“I’m going to make you so cock dumn that you don’t even remember your name.” He moved then to take his pants off all the way, and let Bakugou move further up the bed, before he was quickly climbing back on top. Moving the boys hands up above his head.
“Keep them here.” Sero growled, his voice deeper than Bakugou had ever heard and it was enough to make him moan out, nodding his head, already lost in the idea of being good. Sero moved down between his legs, hands going to rub up and down the inside of his thighs. Smirking briefly before bringing his hand down quickly, leaving a red handprint on the inside of the boy’s thigh, making him arch off the bed a bit.
“I knew it…Katsuki you like the pain don’t you?” He said, doing it again, harder this time on the other leg before Bakugou was nodding his head again.
“Yes!” He gasped and looked down. He still tried to glare, but it was lost as soon as Sero brought his fingers up to Bakugou’s hole again, sliding two fingers in quickly, and then a third. He was still so sensitive. But this was good ,this meant they were moving along.
“You think you could come on my fingers again?” Sero questioned as he picked up the pace, moving his thumb on his other hand to rub over his little dick and Bakugou saw stars before he swallowed and bit his lip, trying to answer.
“Sero...Ha...Hanta just fuck me. Need your dick in me like now.” He managed to get out, but he missed the way Sero’s face lit up when he said he needed his dick. They were getting closer. But his eyes didn't stay closed for long when Sero leaned down to lick over him once again. Making Bakugou buck up against him he let out a sinful moan and bit his lip harder, threatening to pull blood.
“You want my dick you know what you gotta do, otherwise you’re gonna cum on just my fingers again. I can do this all night Katsuki.” Sero’s threat was serious, or at least that’s how it seemed to Bakugou and the boy wasn’t sure he could handle coming again without feeling Sero’s cock in him.
“Please! Please Hanta, come on, fuck me...fuck!” Bakugou’s head was thrown back, he was so close that if the boy didn’t stop now he was going to tip over the edge for sure. He was too far gone to care how he sounded, or how easily he gave in. He just knew he needed Hanta to fill him up.
“That’s my boy.” He said with a wicked smile as he pulled his fingers out, rubbing the fluids from his fingers onto his cock as he moved closer, giving Bakugou’s thighs a few more light smacks before he lined up, and started to slide in. Bakugou’s was so enthralled with the feeling of finally, finally being filled up that he didn’t pay attention to his eyes rolling back in his head as Sero slid home. But Sero was watching as the boy practically fell apart on him. It was a beautiful moment, one that he didn’t care who else had gotten to see, right now it was his turn, his chance to see /the/ Bakugou Katsuki so vulnerable and pretty.
“Fucking shit Kats….so tight….” Sero groaned as he started to move, figuring any discomfort he had was enough of the right kind of pain to be nice, and he guessed right as Bakugou started to moan as he moved. After they started the chase was on. Neither of them were going to last very long, they knew that, but Sero was determined to have Bakugou begging before he finished so he set a brutal pace. Moving his hand to wrap around the boy’s throat he groaned as Katsuki tightened around him, moaning as he slowly lost air. Playing around with that for a while he finally settled both of his hands on either side of Bakugou’s head and started thrusting deep. He Moved his hips in such a way that Bakugou was moaning every thrust and soon enough the beautiful sight before Sero turned into an angelic view of heaven itself as Bakugou started to mumble.
“Ple….Hanta...S..Sero please...ha..wanna cum..mmm” His hands were grabbing at the pillows, threatening to start smoking soon, thankfully Sero was completely uninterested in the safety of his pillows, he wanted to make Bakugou sound that broken again.
“What do you need, baby boy? Want me to make you cum?” Hanta replied and moved his hand to wrap around the boy’s neck but he didn’t apply any pressure, making Katsuki’s eyes go wide.
“Yes! Please, please Hanta….mmm fuck please please m-make me cum…” He was choking on his tongue as he begged Hanta for more. For his hand around his throat, for the final blow he needed to crash over the edge he wanted so badly.
“Wanna hear you scream my name…” He immediately tightened his grip, using all his force as he leaned over the boy, still thrusting hard and deep as he chased after his own release.
“Slut.” It was the final blow they were both looking for. As soon as the word registered in Bakugou’s ears he was screaming out the boy’s name as he came, arching off the bed as his body seized up in pleasure, going impossibly tight around Sero sending him crashing into his own orgasm.
Sero came with a queit ‘fuck’, in the deepest tone his voice could go, and he let his hand go, letting the air rush back to the blond. The room was filled with the noise of panting, and Sero pulled out softly as he moved to collapse on the bed next to Bakugou. Neither of them moved after that until their breathing returned to normal.
“You’re awfully quiet.” Sero said, turning to his friend, to check on him. But Bakugou was already looking at him, seemingly studying him. He offered a soft smile and rolled over onto his side.
“You can put your arms down now.” He said moving to help Katsuki put his arms down on his chest.
“I can move my damn arms myself asshole.” He mumbled but his words held no weight in them, simply his normal vocabulary. Sero just smiled and sat up, picking up his pipe as he lit it, taking another hit. Bakugou lay on the bed just watching the boy work. It was like watching art happen in real life. He realized that Sero was not just his hot friend, but incredibly attractive, and watching him in his natural element was definitely part of the reason he was here, in his bed, so peacefully fucked out right now.
“You smoke too much.” He grumbled as he sat up, crawling to the side of the bed to look for his clothes.
“Where are my damn pants?” He was getting louder now, a good sign as far as Sero was concerned.
Before Sero could answer with his usually witty reply though there was a knock at the door and it was being swung open.
“Sero! Dude We’ve been...oh shit. Sorry.” Kirishima said as he saw Bakugou laying on the bed, moving quickly to cover his lower half. Kirishima looked like he was going to leave again before he stuck his head back in.
“Aw, you smoked and I missed it?” Kirishima said, making a pouty face. Suddenly, before Sero could process the thought one of his pillows was being thrown at the door at his face.
“Get out shitty hair!” Bakugou yelled and started cursing, threatening to blow the entire place up if he didn’t get out, all while Kiri was dodging his throws, laughing as he just called out to Sero from partially behind the door.
“He’s so pretty right? Maybe next time I can join you guys! Also come back downstairs! Mina and Denki want to smoke again!” He said flashing his toothy grin once more before he shut the door and left Bakugou seething as he covered himself up, muttering about needing to find his pants.
“Here ya go Sparky.” Sero laughed, tossing the boy his clothes as he pulled his pants back on, heading to the door without a shirt.
“Oy, Elbows, get a shirt on.” He said standing up now, finishing buttoning his pants.
“Aw, I thought you didn’t like all my baggy shirts?”
“Yeah, but none of those other extra’s get to see you shirtless. Just us.” He said as he pushed past Sero to leave. Maybe next time Kiri should join them, Sero thought. Although he’d love to see who could come quicker, Bakugou or Mina...thinking about the girl he laughed. She always fell apart on his fingers so quickly. Oh this would be fun.