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“Deku! Watch Out!” Bakugou shouted, lunging forward. He wasn’t fast enough, Midoriya got hit by whatever this villains quirk was. He watched him fall and rushed the rest of the way towards him.
“Shit shit shit!” Bakugou knelt down by Midoriya. He was already coming back to his senses but while Bakugou was checking him over the villain slipped away.
“Damnit Deku we don’t know what his quirk is, you could’ve died.” Bakugou shouted as he dragged Midoriya to his feet. Midoriya gave himself a quick once over, patting his chest before smiling.
“Well, I don’t think it’s anything to bad. See? Nothing wrong.” Bakugou scowled and mumbled ‘not yet’ under his breath.
“Tch. Let’s just go.” and without waiting, Bakugou blasted off into the direction the villain went, Midoriya appearing next to him a second later with a smile.
They had gone a few blocks and so-far nothing. Midoriya had suggested they split up to cover more ground and Bakugou had reluctantly agreed. They still didn’t know what that guys quirk was and he didn’t really want to let Midoriya out of his sight just in case, but Midoriya was adamant he was fine and it’d be quicker this way.
“Oi, nerd, there’s nothing down this way. What about you?” radio silence.
“Hey, Deku, you got anything?” nothing.
“Shit, answer me damnit!” Bakugou yelled into his radio and listened, holding his breath. He almost missed the response it came through so quietly.
“Ka- help.” Bakugou took off.
They had coordinated where they would search and he knew Midoriya had probably got about as far as him. He found the third alley Midoriya was supposed to check and ran into as fast as he could. There was a corner coming up and he could hear sobbing. When he turned down it, he saw Midoriya standing, leaning against the wall, but hunched over, one hand grabbing his chest, the other grabbing his leg.
“Fuck, Deku, what happened?” Bakugou rushed over and put his hand on Midoriya’s back. The green haired boy flinched and looked up, tears and snot running down his face.
“P-Please Kacchan! It hurts!” Midoriya grabbed his friend for dear life, putting his head in his chest.
“What? What hurts?” Midoriya grabbed his hand with a sob and moved it between his legs. Bakugou gasped and pulled his hand away but it was enough. Midoriya was hard as a rock.
“Please make it stop, it hurts so much.” Midoriya cried again.
“Fuck, shit. Just hold on one second.” Bakugou tore Midoriya off and pulled out his phone. This was not a conversation he wanted to have with his boyfriend.
“Katsuki, what’s up? Aren’t you on patrol?” just hearing Kirishima’s voice was sending guilt and regret through Bakugou, but Midoriya was clinging to his shoulder and sobbing now and he had to do something.
“Ei, got a fucking situation here...” Bakugou started.
“Kacchan please,” Midoriya begged behind him. He hated that his dick twitched a little at that.
“Deku- he got hit by some kind of... Lust quirk? Ei, I have to help him.” Kirishima could hear the crying through the phone and Midoriya’s begging. His heart started to pound.
“It’s okay Katsuki,” he whispered into the phone.
“Are you sure? Becau-”
“Yeah, I’m sure. You’re a hero. Of course you can help him.” Kirishima could feel the tears forming in his own eyes as he clutched his chest. There was no way Bakugou could fuck his best friend without some kind of feelings involved. Kirishima was already regretting saying yes.
“Ei, I love you.”
“I love you too, Katsuki.” and Bakugou hung up the phone.
“Let’s make this quick.” Bakugou turned around and pushed Midoriya against the alley wall. He pulled his gloves off and quickly unzipped the front of Midoriya’s hero costume. Bakugou brought his mouth to Midoriya’s neck and put his hand into Midoriya’s costume, wrapping one hand around his dick. Midoriya gasped and let out a moan and Bakugou pumped his hand a few times, sucking on the tender skin of his neck at the same time.
“Wait, I’m-” it was too fast. Midoriya moaned and came into Bakugou’s hand and his costume after just a few seconds of contact.
“What? Already nerd?” Bakugou tried to joke as he pulled his hand away but Midoriya was still crying.
“It’s still hard.” he practically wailed. Bakugou looked down, and sure enough, there was still a tent in Midoriya’s costume.
“Shit, we need to go somewhere else. Fuck.” Bakugou quickly zipped up Midoriya’s costume, much to Midoriya’s dismay, and grabbed his hand and pulled him forward. They were in a pretty sketchy part of town, there had to be some kind of motel or something around here.
He knew there wasn’t anything the way he came in, so he headed the opposite direction, basically dragging a crying Midoriya behind him.
They reached the end and Bakugou looked up and down the street until he saw what he was looking for: a sketchy love motel.
“Just follow me and don’t talk.” Bakugou said as he pulled Midoriya to the motel. Once inside he went up to the reception desk, leaving Midoriya a little-ways away and out of sight.
“What can I do for you?” a tired brunette sat behind the counter. She didn’t look up once.
“Sound proof room, now.”
“Ugh, whatever.” she typed a few things on her keyboard and tossed him a key. Bakugou wasted no time and grabbed Midoriya and headed to the room number on the key card.
Immediately upon entering the room, Bakugou stripped off what he could, leaving on his tank and his compression shorts. He was disgusted to see he was getting a boner as well. Pushing that aside he reached for midoriya and unzipped his suit again and helped peel it off his body.
“Just sit here, and don’t say I’ve never done anything for you.” Bakugou said as he sat Midoriya on the edge of the bed. He was still crying. He knelt down in front of the naked boy and grabbed his dick with both hands.
“Kacchan wait don’t-” but he was cut off by a loud moan as Bakugou put the tip of his dick in his mouth. Midoriya’s head felt fuzzy, it had for a while, completely lost in the feeling of being too turned on. It had cleared a little back in the alley but he was back to being foggy.
Midoriya continued to moan as Bakugou moved his head up and down. Not even realizing it, he had moved his hands into Bakugou’s sandy blonde hair and was gripping it as if for dear life. Bakugou continued to suck and fondle and Midoriya could tell he wasn’t going to last again.
“Kacchan stop I’m going to cum. I don’t want to cum in your mouth.” Midoriya pleaded but that just seemed to spur Bakugou on more and he hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder.
“Ah! Please, Kacchan, stop!” Midoriya cried, but Bakugou just took a deep breath through his nose before plunging his head down as far as he could. Midoriya cried as his friend deep-throated him. He could feel Bakugou gag and swallow around him and it pushed him to his release, cumming down Bakugou’s throat.
Bakugou popped off Midoriya’s dick and immediately started to cough, spit and cum coming out of his mouth. He felt tears in the corners of his eyes. He heard Midoriya sob and turned back.
Midoriya had his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking. His dick was still hard.
“How the fuck do you get this to stop!” Bakugou shouted, jumping to his feet. Midoriya just shook his head and mummbled into his hands.
“I can’t understand you nerd!” Bakugou grabbed Midoriya’s hands and pulled them away from his face. His cheeks were red and his eyes were puffy.
“Kacchan, I think you need to have sex with me.” Midoriya’s lips trembled and he was avoiding eye contact.
“Damnit! Fuck!” Bakugou yelled before grabbing Midoriya’s face and forcing him to look at him before he kissed him.
Everything in Bakugou screamed about how wrong this was. He was kissing his best friend. He was hurting his boyfriend. But god he loved the way Midoriya tasted.
He maneuvered themselves so they were laying the right way on the bed, never breaking contact with their lips. At some point Midoriya slipped his tongue into Bakugou’s mouth and wrapped his arms around his neck. Bakugou shivered and felt his dick fully harden in his shorts. It was now or never.
Bakugou stood up and tore off the rest of his clothes. He opened the bedside drawer and found only lube. He cursed, of course this would be a bring your own condoms kind of place. He couldn’t worry about that now though, because Midoriya had rolled over onto his stomach and was basically presenting his ass to Bakugou.
He jumped back onto the bed and put a hand on Midoriya’s back, causing him the shiver.
“I’m gonna start prepping you, okay?” he leaned down and whispered in Midoriya’s ear. The other boy only nodded. Bakugou opened the lube and poured some lube onto his fingers, bringing his hand down in-between Midoriya’s cheeks. He spread them a little and then inserted his index finger.
Midoriya gasped and groaned at the intrusion, but adjusted much quicker than he expected. He assumed it had something to do with the quirk. Soon he was pushing back against Bakugou, asking for more.
Bakugou put in his middle finger in next, slowing moving in and out. He curled his fingers down, hitting Midoriya’s prostate. Midoriya shouted, cumming all over the bed sheets. Midoriya was panting but Bakugou was sure it wasn’t over yet.
“Do you want me to keep going?” he asked Midoriya nodded violently.
“P-please. I’m ready. Please just fuck me Kacchan.” Midoriya was crying again.
“Damnit.” Bakugou pulled his fingers out and Midoriya cried at the loss. Bakugou quickly flipped him over onto his back and lifted his legs up.
“Don’t cry nerd, I’m not that bad.” Bakugou said as he lined himself up. Midoriya just shook his head and wrapped his arms back around Bakugou’s neck, pulling him down to kiss again.
“Okay, I’m going in,” Bakugou said pushing just the tip of his dick inside his childhood best friend. Midoriya moaned and wrapped his legs tightly around Bakugou, forcing him to push in all the way to the hilt quickly. Midoriya spasmed and screamed, another orgasm racking his body, cum spilling across his stomach.
“God, I’m surprised you still have cum in you.” Bakugou tried to joke as he began to thrust in and out.
“Ah- I think- ug- I think it has to do- ah- with the- the quirk!” Midoriya said in between moans. They decided it was better not to talk, instead only communicating through grunts and moans.
Midoriya had begun to kiss Bakugou again, pausing to gasp with every hard thrust Bakugou pushed into him, eventually just letting bakugou suck and kiss his neck. Soon, Bakugou thrusts were becoming erratic.
“Deku, I’m gonna-”
“Me too, Kacchan. Please don’t pull out.” Midoriya wrapped his legs tighter around Bakugou, essentially trapping him inside him. Bakugou began to pound into him harder, fucking him into the bed.
Soon, Midoriya was screaming, his final orgasm shooting out of himself to cover his stomach and chest with more cum. Midoriya’s ass tightened around Bakugou and it was enough to send him over the edge, burying himself deep and letting out his load inside Midoriya.
“Izuku,” was all he said as he finished.
He lifted himself up a little to look down. He sighed with relief, seeing Midoriya’s penis finally getting soft. He slipped out of Midoriya and looked back up into his friend’s face.
Midoriya was silently crying again, looking away from Bakugou. Bakugou could see all the marks he had left on him, and he was sure he might have some as well.
Bakugou felt hate and disgust wash over himself. Not for the crying boy under him, but for himself. For what he had done to him. Midoriya had been under a quirks influence, there’s no way he would have agreed to this under normal circumstances, right? And Kirishima? How could he ever look his boyfriend in the eyes again without feeling this immense guilt. Bakugou quickly stood up and wobbled a little. His legs felt like jelly. He was sure Midoriya felt much worse.
“Hey, I’m going to start a bath, don’t fall asleep.” Midoriya only nodded and curled in on himself. Bakugou watched him for a second before doing what he said he’d do. He showered himself off first as quickly as possible before filling the tub with warm water. He refused to look in the mirror.
“Hey, I’m going to carry you to the tub.” Bakugou said as he went back to the room. Midoriya hadn’t moved. Bakugou picked him up bridal style and carried him to the tub. He set him down as gently as possible.
“Try to wash up, I’m going to go take care of the sheets.” Midoriya nodded again.
“Don’t fall asleep and drown.” a tiny smile. That was enough for him for now. He went back into the room and pulled the blankets and sheets off the bed, balling them up and throwing them into a corner of the room. He dug around in the closet and was pleased to find fresh sheets in the room. He made the bed and went back to check on Midoriya.
Midoriya was on his knees, one hand holding himself up, the other hand in his ass trying to clean himself out. He was crying again. Bakugou froze unsure what to do before steeling himself to head the rest of the way in.
“Let me.” he said softly. He moved Midoriya’s hand out of the way and proceeded to help clean him out.
“Thank you.” Midoriya said quietly, still avoiding looking at Bakugou. Bakugou felt a dull ache in his chest, only nodding. He couldn’t bring himself to talk right then.
After he finished with that, he realized Midoriya hadn’t washed his hair yet and had some-how managed to get cum in it. He sighed, and resigned himself to washing his hair. They both said nothing the entire time.
When Midoriya was finally clean, Bakugou helped dry him off and carried him to the bed. He had paid for a whole night, might as well use it. And he didn’t want to leave Midoriya. Not yet.
He laid down on the bed, leaving a healthy amount of space between himself and Midoriya. They both laid there for a while. Staring at the ceiling, neither one of them talking. It was finally Midoriya who broke the silence.
“I’m sorry.” Bakugou was startled at that. Shouldn’t he be the one apologizing? He looked at Midoriya. The other boy was still looking at the ceiling, silent tears streaming down his face.
“Don’t be.” was all Bakugou said. He turned over and looked at the other side of the room.