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𝙀𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙎𝙪𝙗𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣
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"I refuse to be topped by anyone weaker than me so that leaves you."
"Excuse me?" Todoroki stared at the blond disaster that had just waltzed into his room like he owned the place with the deadest looking eyes he could pull off.
"I'm telling you to beat my ass and then take it."
"Now?"
"You want to pull out your little planner and make a date or something? Yes, fucking now."
Todoroki looked down to where Bakugou's shoes were trekking dirt all over his tatami mat and nodded.
"I'd like that." He made sure his words conveyed I'll have fun stomping your face into the dirt with the heel of my boot.
"Good, get your ass moving."
"You like to get roughed up, huh. Is that why you're always running your mouth?"
"If you were even half-way decent at this my mouth wouldn't be able to do anything but moan and take your dick."
That got a short laugh out of Todoroki and he shook out his bruised hand as he took in Bakugou's blood-stained tank top, his sweat moussed hair, and his wild eyes. The other boy looked like a live wire, like he'd just roughed it out on the streets for a week, all dirt and sharp edges. Why Todoroki wanted to put his dick in that was beyond even him. He wanted to though, badly.
"You want me to finish putting you in your place here or in my dorm?"
"Fuck you. We're going to my dorm," Bakugou spit blood out onto the dirt of the training field and it should have been gross but it made Todoroki's dick twitch instead. Blood pooled steely and bitter in his own mouth and he swallowed it because that's what champs did. The two of them stared at each other for a tense second before Bakugou tugged his ruined shirt off his chest and flung it onto the training field.
"Take yours off too, I sure as hell ain't letting you get blood all over my sheets."
Todoroki narrowed his eyes, "you're going to just leave it here?"
"Shit's ruined. You burned so many holes in it I'm pretty sure I'd stand out at a BDSM club."
Another clipped laugh. It was almost commendable how the blond managed to just wring those out of him like they were nothing. Todoroki honestly couldn't tell if he was laughing because he was genuinely amused or if it was because he wanted to get his dick in the blond menace in front of him as soon as humanly possible. Possibly a combination of both. With a huff, he tugged off his similarly ruined shirt and ignored the way the girls on the benches across the field stared at them. Good thing they couldn't hear the filthy things coming out of his sparring partner's mouth. They'd probably find that a lot less cute.
He might have flexed. Just a little.
Bakugou's eyes were on him, judgemental and derisive, "them lookin' get you hard, you fucking exhibitionist?"
"You got topless first," he shrugged and rolled his shoulder, taking a step forward with a lecherous little smirk, "I just did it better."
Bakugou punched him in the face and he knew that he deserved it for getting so close to such a feral animal. He laughed as blood slipped down his chin and wiped the back of his hand over his mouth, "you might want my mouth in working order later."
"Don't need your mouth to get what I want."
"You might come to want it though," he licked his split lip and didn't miss how Bakugou tracked the motion with his eyes. He wasn't subtle about it either which made the whole situation that much funnier. Maybe he really just found the boy in front of him funny. He couldn't stop the elated, twisted feeling of mirth from welling up in his chest every time that stupid mouth opened. "Don't you want to know what it feels like to get blown and finger-fucked at the same time?"
The blond's eyes narrowed but the way his chest rose a little too high was enough of a tell, "didn't think someone as prissy as you would know those words, princess."
"I could show you what I know if you'd let me get within arm's distance. Scared that you might go weak under just my fingers?"
He saw Bakugou's posture mimic his stance from earlier, right before he'd gotten punched, and Todoroki dodged the swing. In the opening, he stepped in close, his fingers wrapping around Bakugou's neck hard. He let ice film at his palm and loved the uncomfortable sound that wrenched from the blond's lips as he held him still. His lips brushed against Bakugou's ear, "are you ready to take this to the bedroom or do you want me to fuck you right here in front of those girls? I don't think they'd mind. From the state of your pants I'd assume you wouldn't either."
"Well you're wrong. Big surprise. They can Google gay porn on their own time and I don't put on shows for free. Don't trip over your dick as we leave."
"Might be hard since it's so big," Todoroki breathed out hot and heavy and felt the boy under him shiver. Easy.
"Back the fuck off, you're not even anything special down there," Bakugou pushed him away hard and Todoroki took it in stride. His dick was a full eight inches so it wasn't like he was going to feel bad about what he was packing, no matter what some loud-mouthed pretty boy said. He bent over to pick up his ruined shirt off the ground and slung it over his shoulder before walking after Bakugou. Letting his hips swagger just a little more than normal, he looked behind him at the bleachers and smirked at the way half the people sitting there quickly looked to the side at nothing. One girl lowered her phone so fast she dropped it onto the ground. Hopefully it wasn't broken. It wasn't like he minded if they wanted pictures.
Bakugou turned around with a growl, "you coming or what?"
Patience. Todoroki would teach him the meaning of the word before they were done.
"The fuck you getting out a condom for?"
Todoroki rolled his eyes as he slid the condom over his finger, "it's for fingering you. Don't worry, I'll fuck you raw baby." He made sure the word baby sounded as stupid as Bakugou's question was.
"You'll rub my insides with your bare meat but not your fingers. That's some weird standards."
There was being patient, and then there was being a saint. Todoroki was only the former. He brought down his hand on the blond's exposed ass with a satisfying slap and smirked at the way the skin flushed red. "You'll appreciate it later when my hand's around your throat. Or in your mouth."
Either his words or the slap momentarily shut Bakugou's sass box off because the boy just gritted his teeth and kept his pretty face in the pillows where it belonged. Todoroki pushed a spit-slick fingertip into the blond's hole and his eyebrows rose at the sound that escaped from the boy beneath him.
"Have you ever done this before?"
Todoroki wasn't one for babying in the bedroom but there were some things that just had to be asked. For instance, why the hell Bakugou's asshole felt like it was strangling his finger. One finger. With how confidently the blond had burst into his room, practically demanding to be taken, Todoroki had assumed that he was fairly sexually experienced. Had almost expected Bakugou to be prepped and ready to take his dick as soon as they got into his dorm. Evidently, the blond just didn't know how to take anything slow and was extreme in every aspect of his life, not just the hero-related ones.
"I'm not here to listen to you yap, I'm here for your dick and only your dick. You going to do it or do I need to get option B?"
"I was option A? That's sweet."
Bakugou scowled but didn't say anything as Todoroki pushed his finger in past the second knuckle and muscles clenched down on him hard all over again. God, his dick was going to leave the room bruised, wasn't it? Everything involving the explosive blond was bad for his health. Both physical and mental, but mostly physical.
"You sure you want your first time to be with someone you can't stand?" Todoroki asked conversationally as he moved his finger in and out. He wasn't rough per se, but he also wasn't gentle. Nothing between them was ever gentle and he needed the blond to know what he was getting into before this ended with crying. Honestly, with the amount of times Bakugou had punched the air out of his lungs on the training field, he was impressed he could even find the beneficence to take it as slow as he was. His hands were still shaking with adrenaline and both of them were so hard precome was making a mess of the inside of his pants and Bakugou's white sheets.
"This is taking for-fucking-ever, just put your dick in."
Todoroki snorted, "you're struggling to take one finger. My dick would ruin you." He didn't miss the full-body shiver that ran through the body beneath him at the words but chose to ignore it. He shoved his finger in extra deep to punctuate his point and the wince that flashed over Bakugou's face made him feel both vindicated and guilty at the same time. Being a virgin kind of sucked. He knew that he hadn't really enjoyed his first time bottoming. At least he'd been with someone who didn't regularly beat the shit out of him.
"Take your finger out." Bakugou's voice was rough and low.
Todoroki raised an eyebrow but did as he was told. Was Bakugou tapping out? That was probably for the best. Maybe they could just blow each other and pretend this whole mess never happened. Bakugou's pride would keep them from having a normal conversation ever again but it wasn't like they had many of those anyway.
"Want to sto-"
Bakugou knuckles slammed into his ribs.
Hard.
Todoroki collapsed instantly to the mattress and tried to breathe as his body screamed in pain. "What- the fuck-"
Bakugou yanked him up off the bed by his hair and glared at him with all the explosive fury he usually reserved for the battlefield, "you're not my fucking mom. When I tell you to do something don't go wah wah it's too much. Just do it. Who gives a fuck if it's my first time or twentieth? You sure shouldn't. And don't act like you give a shit about not hurting me when you were punching me so hard I threw up blood just twenty minutes ago."
They stared at each other and suddenly Todoroki felt out of his depth. Sure, they could toss each other around all they wanted on the field but sex was different, right? At least that's what it'd felt like the past times he'd done it. At the same time, he understood how Bakugou's brain worked. To him, sex was just an extension of the battlefield; another place to dominate and be dominated. Pain and pleasure were bound to be mixed. Were interwoven in a way that forced them to be.
Todoroki licked his split lip again and tasted metal. Breathing hurt. His dick was still achingly hard.
A choice was made.
With a snarl, he tore his head from Bakugou's grip in his hair and pushed his pants off. Bakugou watched him with a vicious sort of grin on his face as he lay back propped up on the pillows, hand curling around his dick languidly as he watched.
His pants were flung off the bed and Todoroki tried not to suck in his stomach like his brain was telling him to. He knew he looked good. All lean muscle and smooth skin. He hardly grew any hair on his body but he didn't think Bakugou minded with how his eyes were absolutely lecherous raking up him. Bakugou wasn't bad himself, all toned skin lined with faded scars. Face both beautiful and ugly in a weird way that twisted Todoroki's stomach up in knots.
"Don't cry if it gets too much for you to handle," he sighed as he forced Bakugou flat against the mattress and got between those unfairly buff thighs.
"I'll cry if I want to but I doubt you could make me anyway, princess." The blond had the audacity to grin smugly as he spread his legs. A flare of arousal dropped into Todoroki's stomach and he felt his powers lap at the inside of his skin like water. Evaporated ice, slushing up and down. He leaned over the boy beneath him and iced his wrists together above his head.
Bakugou's eyebrow rose but he didn't contest it. They both knew the blond could break the ice cuffs if he wanted to with his quirk. Sure, the action would probably explode half his room and them at the same time, but it was possible.
"Say stop and I stop."
"Shut up and start before I make you."
Todoroki didn't know why he wanted to kiss Bakugou right then. He did though. He wanted to kiss all those dirty, rude words right out of his mouth. So that's exactly what he did. He leaned down and pressed their absolutely wrecked lips together and tasted nothing but blood. Bakugou jerked his head to the side but Todoroki followed, tongue lapping at the seam of his lips until they opened and he licked Bakugou's canines instead.
"Gross." Bakugou groused as their tongues met.
"Shut up."
The blond dry-laughed into his mouth and Todoroki pulled back. Pressed his thumb up against the cut on the boy's lip just to watch his face scrunch up in pain. With a look that was probably too telling, Todoroki slid two fingers into Bakugou's mouth and ignored the way his dick jumped in his boxers. The blond's hot tongue wrapped around his fingers in a strangely obedient way. It wet his fingers quickly, slipping over and between his knuckles. Todoroki closed his fingers, trapping Bakugou's tongue, and pulled it out of his mouth.
"You look better when you're not talking."
The blond shot him a look but didn't even try to talk. Drool pooled in his mouth and dripped down his chin sloppily. Good. Todoroki let go and slid his fingers as deep as he could until the other boy gagged. He pulled back and then pushed them in again, grinning at how a shiny glaze formed over the blond's glare. Bakugou's throat was so soft, so smooth. Todoroki withdrew his fingers, spit connecting them, and brought them down between Bakugou's thighs.
He pushed two fingers into the tight entrance and leaned back on his hunches, letting the blond grit his teeth and bear it as Todoroki slowly but firmly pushed them in to the knuckle. Bakugou's stomach clenched and his body instinctively tried to twist away but the "stop" never came. Even as Todoroki's fingers sunk in all the way, the most he got was the blond's thighs shaking like they were going to give out beneath him.
Bakugou was still obscenely tight. It hurt Todoroki, fingers pushed together too close, so he could only imagine how it felt to be the one taking it.
He held his fingers still and counted to ten in his head. The muscle around him rhythmically clenched down, as if trying to push him out, and he didn't want to admit even to himself how much it turned him on. He slid them out too fast and Bakugou kicked out. Todoroki dodged the sloppy attack, catching Bakugou's leg on top of his shoulder instead.
"Easy there."
"Fuck you."
"Worry about getting yourself fucked first."
"Fuck. You."
Todoroki pushed the fingers in all the way and Bakugou's body thrashed on the bed, hands tugging at the ice cuffs. He set an unrelenting pace after that, each push in making Bakugou gasp and each pull out making him seethe. Todoroki felt around the soft walls for Bakugou's prostate but he wasn't exactly in the best position to find it. His nails scraped against the blond's walls and Bakugou looked strangely close to either yelling or crying and Todoroki didn't know which he preferred. Ultimately, the blond did neither, stubbornly biting his lip as his eyes squeezed shut.
Three fingers got the first vocal response, red eyes shooting open as the fingertip squeezed in.
"Your fat fingers look a lot smaller when they're not in my ass."
Todoroki looked down to where he was spreading the blond open and thought his fingers looked pretty normal. You're doing good seemed like the kind of sentiment that would earn him a foot to the face so he stayed silent, forcing the third finger into the too-tight space. He looked up, silently willing Bakugou to tap out, to say stop. Spit dripped between his fingers down to the sheets and he realized belatedly that he hadn't put on the condom again after Bakugou punched him. Goddammit.
"Stop."
Good.
Bakugou rolled onto his stomach and got onto his knees.
"I'm ready, put your dick in."
Fuck.
Todoroki considered refusing outright. Bakugou was still far too tight to take anything close to what he was packing. Todoroki was objectively stacked, blessed, grown beyond his years. He had a big dick. It was a very hard, angry looking dick right then too. It tented his boxers something fierce and the wet spot on the front stared at him almost accusingly.
"Are you being a little wuss again?" Bakugou glared over his shoulder.
"Just wondering why I'm doing all the work when you're the one that dragged me here in the first place."
Bakugou rolled his eyes but sat up again, turning towards him. Todoroki wasn't sure what he'd expected but it wasn't for Bakugou to lean forward, slotting their lips together slickly, as his bound hands pressed against the front of Todoroki's boxers.
Todoroki moaned softly as their tongues brushed and Bakugou took the lead, licking into his mouth like he knew it like the back of his hand. It was filthy and sloppy, all wet and nothing else, but it made Todoroki's head go pleasantly numb. His arms wrapped around Bakugou's neck and he let his hands hang limply as he lost himself in the taste of blood and heat. It felt nice, almost sweet.
Of course Bakugou ruined it by talking.
"Geez, I was going to offer to blow you but you look like you're ready to come just from me brushing against you. The hell are you complaining for when you obviously like this?"
Todoroki pulled back, slightly dazed, as Bakugou's fingers unintentionally edged him with their brief and rough touches. Fingers wrapped around the base of his dick tightly and he jerked under the blond's grip. With a shudder, his nails bit into the skin on Bakugou's back as his face pressed into the space between the blond's neck and shoulder. Precome dripped over Bakugou's fingers and down to Todoroki's thighs.
"Oh my god, look at you. You're going to last all of two seconds. Jesus. Ever heard of stamina?" Bakugou taunted as his fingers—bent at an awkward angle due to his wrists being bound together—hypocritically curled around Todoroki's dick harder and tugged at it. It was too rough and too dry but he was so high-strung and worked up that it kind of worked. Todoroki panted heavily as he felt tension curl tight and painful (pleasureful) in his stomach.
"You sound fucking pathetic," Bakugou whispered but his voice sounded breathy, rough. It made Todoroki feel simultaneously better and worse about the sharp gasps and aborted moans tumbling from his mouth. He came with an embarrassing ahhgn kind of sound and tried to smother it in Bakugou's shoulder as his thighs shook. Come hit his stomach and dripped down his abs to his hips. Bakugou pumped him a couple more times until Todoroki started twisting away and he let go with a flick of his hand that sent come everywhere.
"I thought you didn't want to clean your sheets again," Todoroki panted, bangs stuck to his forehead with sweat.
"Yeah, well, I didn't know you were going to be so sloppy. These sheets are a lost cause."
Todoroki dragged a hand up his face, trying to wipe the post-orgasmic haze away. His fingers went into his hair and he pushed multicolored strands from his face before leaning down.
"Let me blow you and we'll end it there," Todoroki dropped to his knees and grabbed Bakugou's hips, pulling him closer. The blond kneed him in the chin when he tried to wrap his lips around his dick and Todoroki jerked back with a pained groan.
"Hell no. I'm not letting you leave without fucking me."
"You really want to not be a virgin that bad?"
"I don't give a shit about virginities or whatever. All I care about is that I came here promised a dicking down and I'm going to get it."
"Yeah, well too bad. Believe it or not, but you can't just shove an eight inch dick up your ass like that."
Bakugou's eyes narrowed into steel and his jaw clenched in a way that made some kind of fight or flight response light up Todoroki's body. His dick twitched half-heartedly on his stomach. What a traitor. Bakugou noticed it too because a smug look warped his face and he ground his palm against the base of it.
"Watch me."
There was a loud cracking noise and splinters of ice rained down onto the bed as the handcuffs exploded off of Bakugou's wrists. Todoroki tried to bolt off the bed but the blond was too fast, tackling him down onto his back. Todoroki kicked out his leg, catching Bakugou's stomach and forcing him halfway across the mattress, but the blond recovered in less than a second. They met in the center, throwing fists and scratching. Together they rolled over the blankets and Todoroki growled as fingers tightened around his throat, forcing him to go pliant.
"You're so fucking stubborn," Todoroki wheezed, hands scrabbling at the ones around his neck. Tears dripped onto his face but there was a toothy smile on Bakugou's face as he stared down at him. Man, he must have really kicked the blond hard for him to cry like that.
"Takes one to know one, shit head."
"I'll fuck you, so let go of my throat."
Bakugou laughed. It was an ugly sound, but that was precisely why it made Todoroki's dick throb.
"Say stop and I'll stop," Bakugou mimicked mockingly, fingers tightening, and Todoroki felt his lungs burn.
10 seconds passed.
20.
30.
"Stop."
The fingers instantly uncurled around his throat and he gasped, greedily sucking in air, "you're crazy." He tasted blood on his tongue and it wasn't even from his split lips or busted cheek.
"You're the one sticking your dick in it."
"I haven't yet. Maybe you could get a move on it."
"Oh, so now you're all on-board. Just had to strangle you."
"It's almost like almost murdering me makes me care less if my dick destroys your asshole."
"Well, works out for me," Bakugou scoffed as he straddled Todoroki's hips. He reached between their bodies and his calloused hand curled around Todoroki's half-hard dick. It was still sensitive but the touch wasn't painful. Todoroki let his head lie back against the pillow as he was pumped back to full hardness.
"Never seen an eight inch dick in person," Bakugou said and it sounded almost appreciative. Quietly reverent. Who knew the class macho was a size queen. Todoroki hadn't known, that's for sure. If he survived, he would probably be the only one who knew that particular secret. Bakugou lubed up Todoroki's dick with the cum on his stomach and put a heavy hand on Todoroki's hip as he rubbed the head of it against his clenched hole.
Yeah, there was no way in hell that was working.
They both took in a breath as Bakugou bore down on the length, only getting in the very tip before he hung his head with a soft fuck.
Todoroki wet his lip, "see-"
Bakugou grit his teeth and forced his hips down so that the head pushed in agonizingly tight. Both of their faces scrunched up and Todoroki's hands flew to Bakugou's hips, stilling them and tightening around them at the same time. It was so tight, so hot. His eyes crossed slightly as his head collapsed back into the pillows, head swimming. Bakugou whimpered quietly as the motion caused his dick to move and his hands felt too hot on Todoroki's stomach.
"Don't explode me."
"Then don't fuckin' move."
Todoroki tried. He really did.
But then Bakugou's hips shook so much that he slipped down a little and Todoroki's hips canted up all on their own. The blond yelled, his hands smoking up the air as his teeth bit viciously into his own lip, "half-and-half bastard. Learn the meaning of not moving."
"Sorry," he mumbled, mouth full of cotton at the pain-pleasure clench of heat around him. It hurt to not move, it hurt even worse to move. Bakugou rocked back and forth rigidly, sliding the head in and out of his rim like he was on the tiniest seasaw ever invented. Some morbidly curious part of Todoroki wanted to see. Wanted to verify visually that his dick had actually fit into that tight heat. The look on Bakugou's face wasn't anything close to pleasure but with every rock back it looked less like he was being stabbed and more like he was just being slowly disemboweled.
"You really look like you're enjoying this."
"God, can you shut up for one fucking minute? Can't you see that I'm concentrating." He went back to slowly pushing in more of Todoroki's dick and enough was enough.
"Ok, stop. Let me do it, it'll be better for both of us."
Bakugou gave him a look that said try to run again and I'll kill you put slowly lifted himself off Todoroki's dick with a pained gasp. Todoroki rolled them over so that he was between Bakugou's legs and he pulled them around his hips, scooting in close. With a brief glance downwards, he discreetly looked over Bakugou's hole and felt a wave of relief at the fact that there was no blood. He wet his dick with his spit and pressed the head slowly against the blond's hole again. With soft brushes, he teased the entrance with the slick tip as he leaned down to lick Bakugou's right nipple. It wrung a groan from the blond and he let his tongue flick over the nub slowly—rolling his tongue around it in circles—before he picked up speed. His hand went up to play with the other side and Bakugou moaned, hand flying up to cover his mouth. Good. Todoroki slowly started pushing his dick in while his free hand went down to stroke Bakugou's dick.
Bakugou's moans spiked in volume and his eyes clenched shut as the ridge of Todoroki's dick slid in and they both paused, breathing heavily. Todoroki looked down and spread Bakugou's ass with his thumb, groaning at how the blond's hole looked stretched wide and tight around his dick. It was the hottest thing he's ever seen and he wanted to burn it into his memory for later. He slid his dick in deeper, angling it up, and Bakugou's toes curled against his back. He slid out and the blond writhed in the sheets, mouth open and panting.
"More," Bakugou demanded, face going slack and fucked-out as Todoroki slid in and out, burying his dick in deeper every time. His hand on the blond's length went went up and down in time with his thrusts and a distinctly pleased sound kept getting punched from the blond's chest.
"God yeah, just like that."
Todoroki happily took the compliment and rewarded Bakugou with a few hard strokes as his dick ground against the boy's prostate. He pushed Bakugou's knees up to his chest as he slid his dick home and admired the way Bakugou's eyes rolled all the way back. When he slid his dick out, the blond didn't even protest, just limply lay there as Todoroki held his legs up.
Bakugou's hole gaped, wide and open and begging to be filled.
So pretty.
Todoroki obliged, feeding it his length again all the way to the hilt before he yanked it out and Bakugou choked on a yell. He watched the hole open and clench again and again on nothing. The blond was so open, stretched perfectly to the size of Todoroki's dick. The thought made him drip precome and he rubbed his wet tip over the entrance, appreciating how it felt opening and closing against him.
Bakugou sobbed, "please."
Todoroki pushed the head in and smirked at how Bakugou struggled to fuck himself on it with Todoroki's hand on his waist stopping him.
"Please." Bakugou tried again, going all soft and submissive under his hand.
Todoroki slid in agonizingly slow, feeling his dick open the blond up one inch at a time. Bakugou thrashed under him but Todoroki held him down, pressing his weight over Bakugou's chest as he felt a bulge press up under his hand on the blond's stomach.
"Full enough?"
Bakugou nodded, drool slipping down his chin. He looked so defenseless, so open and honest for once in his life. It made something tender rise up in Todoroki's chest and he knew it was stupid. This version of Bakugou was temporary. Still, he let his thumb rub comforting circles on the hips beneath his as his strokes went slow and deep. He carved out his shape into the tight flesh around him and when he leaned down to kiss Bakugou's lips the blond didn't turn away, only opened his mouth wide.
Both of his hands pulled Bakugou's hips onto his dick with every thrust and he knew he was getting close. His eyes closed as his tongue pushed into Bakugou's mouth, as he kissed and kissed him until it got too sloppy and his lips fell to the boy's cheek, down to his neck. He came with Bakugou's arms wrapped tight around his neck, with Bakugou's heels pressed into shoulders. Bakugou all around him.
He moaned and collapsed onto the chest beneath him, dick twitching erratically inside.
Bakugou body shook, twisting wildly on the sheets. His hands tugged at Todoroki's hair desperately and even through his afterglow, Todoroki understood. He slipped his spent dick from the blond's red hole and watched come trickle from it for a few seconds before he shoved two fingers in and pushed it back up into Bakugou's stomach. Head hazy, he wrapped his lips around the blond's straining erection as his fingers pushed in and out of the mess he'd made of the other's hole. Unlike before, the muscles felt wet and open as he abused Bakugou's prostate. He tasted precome on his tongue and right then, in the throes of his afterglow, he decided that he loved sucking Bakugou's dick.
It was a nice dick.
It felt heavy and full in his mouth. He took it deep, using his tongue to lap at the underside as the length slid between his lips. He prided himself on his lack of a gag reflex so it didn't matter that the dick inside of him was pushing up into his mouth insistently. Bakugou seemed to like it too because his hips stuttered at the back of Todoroki's throat and he came without warning. Thick come flooded his throat and mouth and he swallowed what he could and drooled out the rest, eyes watering as his bruised throat clamped down.
He pulled off with a cough and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. It came back wet and he grimaced as he rubbed it off onto the sheets, glad that Bakugou looked too out of it to care.
They weren't really the type to cuddle, so Todoroki collapsed on the opposite side of the bed, head swimming in a pleasure-numb way as his body went pliant.
"Damn," he distantly heard Bakugou mumble and half-smiled.
Damn was right.
"So what was option B?"
"My hand, idiot."
"Huh." Todoroki stared at him with a small smirk on his face.
Bakugou rolled his eyes and used a shirt lying on the ground to wipe the come from his ass before tossing it into the laundry bin.
He turned back around to the red and white haired boy laid out on his bed like some kind of Adonis, "so you want to do this again sometime or whatever?"
Todoroki considered, rolling his lip into his mouth, "I'm amenable to the idea but only if next time you top."
Bakugou groaned, "god, you really are a princess. Can't you get off without something in your ass a couple of times?"
"I could ask you the same thing," Todoroki stood up and collected his pants and shirt from the ground. He pulled the pants on but left the shirt off, "take it or leave it, I don't care. See you around school."
He reached the door handle before a hand wrapped around his waist and slammed it against the closed door. Bakugou's heavy body pressed against his back, "I'll fuck you within an inch of your life so make sure to find me after training tomorrow."
Todoroki pushed his ass back against Bakugou's spent dick and they both sucked in a breath before the blond growled and yanked open the door.
"Get the hell out."
Todoroki smiled, "see you tomorrow."