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"Eat shit, loud mouth!"
"I'll kill you, extra!"
"Those two are at it again, huh?"
Kaminari sighed and sat down next to his friends, leaning his head on the table to watch Jirou stirring her cup of tea. Yaoyorozu poured him a cup and set the saucer near him, sighing along with the others.
"They have been all morning, I think it's all I've heard since I woke up-"
"Hey, say that to my face asshole!"
"I would if you stopped hiding, freak!"
Ashido's eye twitched and her grip on her teacup tightened, whipping her head around to shout at the two students.
"Why don't you love birds go scream at eachother in another area of the dorm! Some of us would like some peace and quiet during the break!"
Bakugou scowled over at the pink haired girl, smoke emitting from his palms as he grit his teeth. You also glared past him at your friend, feeling bad for making her and the others annoyed, but angry at her comment. You shouted across the room, trying not to let your voice crack from embarrassment.
"Wh-What the hell is that supposed to mean Mina?! Lovebirds? Like anyone could love this prick!"
"You wanna say that again bitch?"
"Yeah, I kinda do actually. Like anyone could love th-"
Bakugou lunged forward and tackled you to the ground, and the struggle began. Everyone sighed and turned back to the table, listening in irritation as the living area was slowly destroyed. Midoriya and Todoroki walked past them, Midoriya grimacing as Bakugou shouted from having his hair pulled. Todoroki sat down next to Yaoyorozu and thanked her for the tea she served him, glancing back over his shoulder. Midoriya set down his books and whispered quietly.
"D-Do you think we should stop them?"
Ashido responded and groaned, letting her head fall onto the table to match Kaminari.
"I already tried. Mission failed, we'll gettem next time."
Midoriya hummed in thought and watched his two friends squabble, wincing when Bakugou had thrown you across the living area, seeing you smack against the wall.
"Sensei would be pissed if they damaged the building.."
"That's on them then."
Uraraka yawned loudly and stretched, rubbing her eyes and bidding her classmates a goodmorning.
"Hey Deku, hey-"
"Nice aim loser, want me to stand still next time?!"
"I'd rather you shut your mouth and let me kill you!"
Uraraka let her smile fall and she rubbed her eyes again, glancing at everyone to seek their advice.
"We're just gonna ignore it."
"Mina already did her best."
"Was that seriously her best?"
"Shut up Sero."
Uraraka pursed her lips and a lightbulb went off in her head. She jumped over and leaned close to Sero, whispering her plan into his ear, and his face contorted in hesitation.
"This doesn't sound like a good idea, but- what the hell."
The bubbly brunette quickly filled everyone else in, and they all sat in silence, thinking over the idea before agreeing unanimously. Todoroki readied his quirk, slowly covering the main areas floor in ice. You and Bakugou continued to fight until suddenly, you were stuck, frozen in a fighting position, struggling as the ice crawled up your legs.
"Wh-What the hell! Todoroki?!"
Sero acted quickly and shot out a string of tape at the both of you, restraining you separately as Todoroki used his fire to melt the ice. Bakugou sparked and hissed, cursing out his friend as Uraraka snuck around and tapped both of you on the shoulders, making you float towards the ceiling. She grabbed the piece of tape hanging down and began to drag you along the roof, apologizing when you bumped your head on a ceiling lamp. Sero held onto the other string, struggling as Bakugou kicked and tried to jump at the black haired boy.
Everyone sighed, relieved that the plan actually worked. Yaoyorozu stretched her neck and Mina rubbed her temples, pleading that everything goes well. Uraraka and Sero walked with eachother, leading you and the angry blonde towards the opposite end of the building. A few turns and more quiet apologies as you and Bakugou were smacked and knocked around the ceiling, the two students opened the door to a spare dorm, pulling you inside before leaving you to float next to each other.
Even after all of this, you mumbled another insult at the boy nearby, who only shouted another retort, and the two of you began to argue once more. Uraraka glared at you and Bakugou, crossing her arms and tapping her foot on the ground in irritation, shouting your names to interrupt you.
"(L/N)! Bakugou! You're staying in here until you two can figure out how to get along."
You both froze and stared down at her, your eye twitching before angrily responding.
"Excuse me, get along? With this asshole? You can't even have a proper conversation with him!"
Uraraka tapped her fingers together and you both fell with a thud, landing on the ground and immediately sitting up to get out of your restraints. As you peeled away the tape, you heard the door slam shut, and lock. You jumped to your feet and banged on the door, demanding the brunette open it, but you only heard Sero on the other side.
"Shouting at each other across the room doesn't count as having a proper conversation about your feelings, (L/N). Wouldn't you rather all of this be private, anyway?"
And with that, the students were gone, and you slowly turned around to see Bakugou glaring angrily at you. You made a face at him and groaned, sitting down on the ground and holding your head up with your hand.
"Well. Now what, shit face?"
"You're going to shut your damn mouth, is what."
Bakugou sat down across from you and leaned back, slowly and weakly banging his head against the wall. It was the weekend, and the day had only just begun, making you groan even more. You wouldn't put it past your classmates to leave you in here for the whole day. You glanced around and looked back over to Bakugou, who only stared back at you.
Did you really hate this boy in front of you? No. In fact, you admired him, maybe even had a small crush on him when you had first met; he excelled in school and the hero course, he was a quick thinker and a quick planner, and he never let anyone bring him down.
But that was the issue.
You, may or may not have an issue with pride. You also, may or may not fight with Bakugou everyday over each other's pride. The boy may be amazing, but you weren't going to let him get away with being a giant dick.
"Oi, bitch."
"What, Bakugou."
Bakugou brought one leg up to his chest, resting his arm on it while he looked at you, his head angled enough to showcase his jawline.
"Since we both know it's your fault we're in here, how about you tell those assholes you apologized so we can leave?"
You laughed out loud and covered your mouth, pretending to wipe a tear away as you smirked sarcastically at him.
"I'm sorry, are you seriously trying to blame me for this? I knew you were a bitch, but I didn't know you were also a comedian!"
You laughed again as Bakugou growled, standing to his feet as he walked towards you. The closer he got, the faster you moved, ready to stand up to him. In seconds, you were mere inches from each other, glaring into his crimson eyes, and he scoffed.
"What did I say about shutting your mouth earlier?"
"You asked me a question, was I supposed to just ignore you?"
He opened his mouth and froze, realizing he was wrong and clicked his tongue. You hmph'd at him and quickly raised your hand, flicking his forehead with your index finger. What a bad move to make. He was on you once more, shoving you against the wall but backing up as you swung to punch him. You swept your leg to kick his feet out from under him but he only jumped over you, grabbing you again and throwing you across the room. You hit the back wall with a crack and gasped, feeling your shoulder hit it first. You dug your nails into the wall and gritted your teeth to bare the pain, slowly standing up to try and move again. Before you could move, he grabbed your arm and pinned it against your back, using this moment to pin your other wrist above your head.
You struggled in his grasp and tried to wiggle out, but it only made his grip on your wrists tighten. Hissing in pain, you turned your head as best you could and cursed him out. Bakugou was quiet, waiting for you to stop talking before gripping your wrists even further and squishing you closer against the wall.
"Why the hell do you have to be such an asshole (L/N)."
"Why the hell do you have to be around, Bakugou."
You heard his voice grow quieter and a small sigh escaped his lips, almost mumbling out the next sentence.
"Why can't you be normal and give me an excuse to like you."
"Excuse me?"
Bakugou tightened his grip on your wrists again and pulled your arm further behind your back, the angle bending your bones in an awkward position. It hurt, and you whimpered out weakly, gritting your teeth as you cursed Bakugou out, but stopped when he chuckled slightly.
"What was that (L/N), are you giving up? Are you going to cry like the loser you are?"
You scowled at him, turning your head to glare into his eyes, and your body pushed against his, making Bakugou freeze up. You felt something nudge against your ass, and you froze too, your frown slowly turning into an evil smirk.
"Well well well...isn't that embarrassing, Bakugou Katsuki."
You planned to tease him again, reveling in the fact that you had one more thing to insult him about. Bakugou clicked his tongue behind gritted teeth, puppeteering your arms until you were facing him and slammed you, again, up against the wall. You sighed quietly and felt a chill run down your body, your breath catching in your throat as Bakugou shoved his leg inbetween yours. He lifted his knee and his thigh began to press against you, making a light blush fall onto your cheeks. You went to ask him what the hell he was doing, but your voice cracked halfway through, and you immediately shut up. If he kept doing this, you wouldn't even be able to talk without making any sort of noise. Bakugou laughed again and purred against your face, his breath hot on your skin.
"Well well well, isn't that fucking embarrassing, hah (L/N)(F/N)?"
You shivered as he rubbed his thigh against you, almost getting lifted up as your feet tried to stay planted on the ground. Looking away angrily, you felt Bakugous breath move from your cheek to your jawline, and then to your neck, wincing when he kissed it roughly.
"Shut the hell up, what are you...even doing.."
"Finally teaching you a lesson. I'm going to show you what happens when you're a dumbass."
You growled and cried out when he bit down on your neck, digging his canines into your skin. You wished you could've covered your mouth to silence yourself, but he only pressed your wrists deeper into the wall, feeling the drywall cracking a bit. You squirmed against the boy, unintentionally increasing the friction between you and Bakugou, and you rolled your eyes in irritation. The only way out is to use your quirk, but how?!
Your quirk, Grab Bag, allowed you to copy up to fifteen people's quirks and use them at a third the power the quirk owner can, and luckily, with Bakugou having such an intense hold on his quirk, it only made you stronger. The quirks only stay with you for five minutes, but you have had your hands on Bakugou throughout the morning, and your palms began to smoke.
You blasted a few small explosions, causing Bakugous grip to loosen and lift his head in shock. They didn't hurt him, but the sudden sound took him by surprise, and you used this to lunge onto Bakugou. Tackling him to the ground, his head hit the wooden floor and he groaned slightly, feeling his own wrists pinned on either side of him. You smirked and sat down right on top of him, feeling the bulge from under his sweatpants, and you hummed sinisterly.
"I didn't think you were so easily caught off guard."
"Fuck you, how was I supposed to know you'd use a cheap trick like...that-"
Bakugous sentence trailed off and his words tuned into a mumble, gritting his teeth and looking away from you as you began to grind against him. It was slow, painstakingly slow, and it was hilarious to you. You watched as the hard headed, loudmouthed, asshole that was Bakugou Katsuki, crumbled into an aroused mess below you. You felt him only grow harder and you moved faster, only to slow down when Bakugou let out a quiet sigh. His breath was faster now, short and small pants here and there as he stayed turned away, his blonde hair covering his eyes.
"You must not be the type to last long, hm?"
He growled out a quiet 'fuck you' and you laughed, wiggling your hips and nuzzling onto him to get even more of a reaction. You leaned down to get in his face, adjusting and holding both of his wrists with one hand, using your now freed one to brush away his bangs. When your (E/C) eyes looked into his deep red ones, they widened for a moment, seeing something different in his gaze. It looked animalistic, and you didn't want to appear intimidated, but your heart did jolt from the look he gave off.
"Wouldn't you like to know, bitch."
Holding both of his wrists with one hand, seemed like a good idea in the moment. Now, it was the worst possible thing you could've done. He yanked one of his hands free and grabbed a chunk of your (H/L) hair, pulling it to the side as you shouted in pain. You both tumbled until you were pinned against the floor, facing the ground as Bakugou hovered over you. Now you were at an even worse disadvantage, unable to see Bakugou unless you strained your neck, your arms practically useless when it came to trying to overpower him. Bakugou moved your wrists to bend them behind your back, making you flinch as he mimicked you, holding both with one hand.
"You couldn't even handle holding me down, you're too weak."
"Not too weak, you just have bigger hands, fuck you."
You quieted down as you felt his other hand drag along your hip, reaching down and grabbing onto your leg. He forced your body to contort, pushing your calf forward until your knee was bent and your ass stuck up in the air. You hesitated for a moment, your heart picking up speed, before asking plainly, trying not to show any emotion.
"What are you doing-"
Bakugou didn't answer, but he smirked as his hand dragged along your skin and under your shorts, making you gasp out in surprise.
"H-Hey! Fuck off asshole!"
"Oh, so you're allowed to do it to me, but I can't to you? What sort of dumbass thinking is that, hah?"
You grinded your teeth as his fingers brushed against your underwear, your back arching down even further. Your body was reacting, and you hated it, but Bakugou only chuckled, pulling on the thin material to make it rub against you. Your face flushed red and you turned your head away, trying not to make eye contact with the bastard above you. Your hips twitched as he pushed your underwear to the side, pressing one finger up against your clit, another one threatening to insert itself into you.
"Nothing to say, (L/N)? You always have something stupid to say, did I find a way to make you shut up?"
Bakugou pressed his body against yours, leaning down to get his head closer to you, waiting for a response. You growled and opened your mouth to say something, but Bakugou quickly circled his fingers around you, massaging your clit and pushing the other inside you. The only sound that came from you was a weak moan and a quiet sigh, squirming under Bakugou as he used his knees to hold you further in place.
"Pathetic."
"Go to hell. This...this is nothing."
Bakugou tilted his head to try and make eye contact with you, staring back in shock as you turned your head to stare at him with a smirk. Your lip quivered but you held your voice low, not letting it waver.
"You won't get anything out of me even if you try. You're the one who's pathetic."
"Oh...really?"
He leaned in closer and breathed against your ear, nipping it here and there as his voice lowered into an intimidating quiet.
"We'll see about that, (F/N)."
His finger began to push into you, and your lip twitched, quickly looking away again. You weren't going to make a sound, but you cursed to yourself when your body trembled at his movement. Bakugous finger moved faster and you felt it leave for a moment, before feeling two push inside of you. He continued to bite at your ear and neck, whispering degrading comments as he worked faster, smirking while your hips began to push against him.
"You want more, bitch? Why are you pushing so fucking hard against me, you enjoying this or something?"
You growled and your breath caught in your lungs, shaking slightly. He felt you tighten around his fingers, and he raised an eyebrow before smiling devilishly. Did you seriously just...
"I thought you said I wouldn't get anything out of you, but here we are. 'I guess you aren't the type to last long'."
He removed his fingers, going back and drawing circles on your clit, the new wetness making him move even faster. You felt your jaw clench and you huffed through your teeth, turning your head again to glare up at the boy above you.
"I'm going to kill you."
"Yeah, sure you are."
He hummed, removing his hand completely and snaking it up to wrap around your waist. His body was fully pressed against you now, and you felt him through your clothes, his arm tightening around you.
"Go ahead and try, you can't do shit."
He let go of your hands and wrapped his other arm around your chest and grabbed your neck, pulling both of you up to your knees. His grip around your throat tightened slightly to threaten you, and you thought for a moment, barely moving as his hand explored your body. It traveled around your torso and up your shirt, grabbing onto your breast through your bra. Your body felt weak but you exhaled slowly, inhaling to concentrate on getting the upper hand. Bakugou growled happily and inhaled against your skin, taking in your scent and roughly squeezing your breast in his hand.
"You're fucking enjoying this, I know you are."
"Hah...and I'm about to enjoy it a lot more."
Bakugou raised an eyebrow and shouted, groaning and leaning back as you slammed the back of your head into his face. You quickly turned around once you were out of his grasp, tackling Bakugou back onto the ground. You looked around and smirked, grabbing some of Seros tape from earlier and began to restrain Bakugou with it. He huffed and struggled under you, his lip twitching when you grabbed his jaw to force his gaze on you, smiling down at him.
"I bet you're enjoying this too, huh? Being held down by a girl, I bet you're into shit like that."
You leaned down to get in his face again, but quickly sat back up when you saw his fingers reaching for your hair. Shaking your head playfully you hummed, your hand trailing down his torso and towards his hips, tugging on the band of his sweatpants. Your lips pouted and Bakugous eyes stared at your hand, his head craning slightly to see what you were doing. You pulled the sweatpants down slightly, revealing his boxers and licked your lips, teasing Bakugou as your hand pulled at the spandex material.
"You got so much relief from inbetween both of those? You must be really easy."
"Sh-Shut the fuck up, (L/N), unlike you, I have self control."
He said those words with confidence, but his expression said otherwise when your fingers danced along his shaft, pulling down his boxers lazily. Your eyes were half lidded and you chuckled, shaking your head as you held Bakugous bound hands against his chest.
"I can tell you have self control, Bakugou, that's why you're this hard, right? Because you have self control?"
Your hands helped release his erection, and you laughed as he looked away, swearing under his breath. You wrapped your hand around his base, hesitating for a moment, before smirking and shoving three of your fingers roughly into Bakugous mouth. You used enough force just to make sure he couldn't bite you, and you licked your lips as you felt him gag slightly. Pulling away your hand, you watched him glare up at you, scissoring your fingers to show the spit teasingly before wrapping your fingers around him again. He shuddered at the sudden cold feeling, and grit his teeth as you began to move up and down, rubbing your thumb in circles on the top of the tip. You felt his hips buck underneath you and you laughed again, leaning down and biting along his jaw, whispering against his skin.
"It feels good, doesn't it? I bet it does, you've probably never been touched like this hm? Probably only by yourself."
Bakugou went to insult you, but stopped when his breath caught in his throat. Your hand moved faster, and the friction of your body against his as well as your voice hot in his ear, Bakugou didn't want to admit that he was struggling to keep control. You felt him twitch in your hands, and suddenly the spit wasn't the only thing covering your fingers. You looked down and back up to Bakugou, seeing a deep red blush covering his face as he averted his gaze, trying to undo the tape binds he was in. You mimicked his voice, mocking him as you continued to pump your hand up and down along his shaft, pinching the tip slightly as he groaned.
"What did you say earlier? 'Enjoying this, bitch?' well, are you? Bitch?"
You sat up and jumped off of Bakugou, dodging his hands as they came free and tried to grab you. He stood up and fixed his sweatpants, groaning at the newfound sensational friction they held against him. You smirked as they hung loosely on his body, the material still tenting. Bakugou lunged at you again and you dodged once more, and the chase began. You raced around the room, dodging his grabs, wiggling out of his grasps, and jumping up and over furniture to get away from the blonde you had just got done teasing.
You looked back, smirking and opening your mouth to make a snarky comment, but instead you yelped when Bakugou dove down and kicked your feet out from under you. You quickly went to get back up but he grabbed your ankle, keeping you on the ground as he pulled you closer. You struggled and tried to fight him off but he held you down, sitting on top of you and grabbing the hem of your shirt. A red hue washed over your face as you shook your head, glaring at Bakugou as he glared back, his eyes dilated and devoid of mercy. He ripped your shirt off over your head and snapped it like a towel, leaning back down towards your face.
"Well?"
You didn't respond, looking away as he got even closer, his heavy breath hitting your lips.
"Say something, angel face."
"What did you just-"
Before you could finish, Bakugou kissed you roughly, both of you still staring into each other's eyes. Your eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed, eventually leaning your head far enough away to break the kiss with a gasp for air. Bakugou threw the shirt onto your face, blinding you for a split second as his hands traveled to your sides, sliding your bra up and off of you. You swiped the shirt away and growled, pushing Bakugou back as best you could and covering up your exposed chest with one arm.
"Go to hell, prick."
"With you here, I'm already in it."
Bakugou grabbed your wrists once more and pinned them down, staring down at your breasts. Your shaky breathing only made them move up and down at a slow yet fluid speed, squeezing your eyes shut when you saw Bakugou lean down closer. His breath hit your sensitive skin and you held your own when he wrapped his lips around one of your nipples, biting and toying with it. His eyes trailed up to study your expression, pulling back with his teeth and making you cry out in pain. His deadpan face slowly began to form back into a sinister smirk, licking his lips as he let go of your hands to pull down your shorts and underwear. You growled and kicked at him, backing up against the wall and glaring him down.
"I hate you, Bakugou."
"Yeah, I hate you too, but look at us."
He pointed down to his erection hidden behind his sweatpants, and then to you, seeing your legs trembling as the insides of your thighs were coated with the aftermath of what you had done earlier. You sighed bitterly and looked away, listening carefully as he came closer, and waited for a moment to turn the tables.
"You understand what we've been doing just as much as I do. I think you hate me just as I hate you, but I know you want me, just as I want you."
Bakugou slammed his hand up against the wall, towering over you as you stared up at him, glancing down at his body. His chest was moving quickly from his own intense breathing under his tank top, and his sweatpants were barely held up by anything. His hair was wilder than before, covering his deep, red eyes even more than usual. You did understand, and you hated to admit that you didn't not enjoy it; the constant back and forth, the moments of control before the moments of powerlessness. It was hot, it was arousing, and it definitely pissed you off that he was laying it out so matter of factly.
"You think you know everything, don't you, Bakugou."
"I basically do, are you seriously going to try and disagree? Look at you, so needy and pathetic looking, you want this d-"
A swift hand to the face cut Bakugou off, shoving your palm against his chin and pushing him back onto the floor with a thud. He rubbed his head, muttering out that you needed to stop making him hit his head on the wood, and stopped to glare up at you. You weren't pinning him down, but you straddled his waist, sitting completely naked on top of him. With your eye twitching as you stared at him, you pulled his sweatpants down again to let his erection spring back up, pinching the tip gently. Bakugou groaned and sat up on his elbows, waiting for you to speak as you hovered, keeping eye contact and positioning yourself right on top of him.
"What, this dick? If anything, you want me. You think you're coming out on top, but I'm the one winning this right now."
Bakugou scowled, cursing you out before wincing, feeling you slowly lower yourself down onto him. You were wet, aroused from earlier, but it clearly wasn't enough, and you froze as you tried to move down further. He couldn't seriously be too big? Yeah right. You stopped yourself and caught your breath, clicking your tongue as you felt him twitch inside you. He smirked, tilting his head with a cocky tone.
"Winning? Clearly."
"Shut up."
You began to grind your hips, so slowly it made Bakugou try to buck his hips against yours, but you only lifted your own higher to avoid letting him go any deeper. You controlled the situation right now, and you knew you could torture him further. You kept at the slow pace, feeling his body and running your fingers up through his tank top, brushing his skin gently. He growled and tried to slam into you again, and you avoided it once more.
"Eager?"
"You're doing this on purpose, bitch."
"Uh, yeah, I am. That's the plan, dumbass."
Bakugou pushed himself up from his elbows and crossed his legs, quickly wrapping his arms around your body. One hand rested between your shoulder blades while the other on the small of your back, and he smirked, pulling you closer to him. You moaned quietly in pain, looking down and seeing his erection disappear completely inside you, and you twitched, digging your nails into the front of Bakugous shoulders.
"Looks like your plan already fell apart."
"I thought I told you to shut up."
Bakugou silenced you with another kiss, moving both of his hands down to your hips and began to guide your body, forcing the grinding motion to continue. You grit your teeth, trying to hold in any sounds to not give into him, but felt your face heating up from the soft whispers Bakugou breathed into your ear.
"I'm all the way inside you, (F/N), did you see that? You're so tight but you're taking it so well, it's pathetic. Some hero you are, only being good at something like this."
You tightened around him and swore, leaning in and biting him roughly on the neck. He hissed in pain and slammed you down onto him in retaliation, and then the real fight for dominance began. You pushed him back to the ground and pierced his skin, letting the blood run down his neck as you slowed the pace of your hips. Bakugou spun you both around and let you fall to the ground, keeping his hold on your hips as he lifted them up slightly, slamming into you over and over again. You covered your mouth to hold back another pitiful moan, leaning your knee back to get your foot against his chest. You kicked him away and got back on top of him, grabbing and stroking his erection as you smirked up at him.
"You're already about to cum, I can tell. Like I said earlier, you don't last long."
He groaned and grabbed your arm, pulling you forwards and leaned out of the way, making your face hit the floor. He climbed around behind you and held both of your arms back, slinking inbetween your legs and inserting himself once more. You could've retaliated, but the way he held your arms back only made it more difficult to find a way out. Your legs trembled and you felt them slowly giving out, your body at this point being held up only by Bakugou. You heard him curse himself as he slowed down, stopping when he let go of your arms and placed one hand on the floor for support, the other on the small of your back to keep you held down. You turned your head to insult him for already giving up, but you stopped, your eyes widening when you realized what was happening. Bakugou panted heavily as his hips shook, slowly pulling out of you.
"Did you just...fucking cum in me?"
"...Yeah-"
Your eye twitched and you fought to spin around, holding yourself up by your arms as he fully pulled away from you. Looking down, you saw some of it pool out of you and onto the floor, and your next words were low, irritated and angry sounding.
"You are the fucking worst."
"(F/N)...I didn't think-"
You kicked him in the chest and he fell back against the side of the bed, rubbing the back of his neck. You should've let him apologize, if he was going to that is, but it wasn't the right time. He could apologize after you were done with him. You crawled closer and got in his face, quickly grabbing ahold of his dying erection and began to stroke him, glaring down evilly at him.
"If you're just going to use me, then I'm just going to use you, dick head."
"Round two then..hah?"
You rolled your eyes and pumped faster, climbing back into his lap and slamming down on him with a poorly held back moan.
"It's still round one for me, you're the one with no control."
He went to retaliate, but only stopped and leaned his head back onto the mattress, letting you ride him as he covered his eyes with his hand. You pouted your lips and looked him up and down, there had to be something else. You saw the bite marks and bruises you had left on his neck, and then glanced down at his chest. You raised an eyebrow questionably, bringing your hand up and brushing your finger against his nipple. Bakugou quickly leaned his head back up and glared at you, watching your quizzical face contort into an evil stare.
"What are you doing?"
"Teaching you a lesson."
You continued to grind on him, your hips beginning to move slower as you leaned down, dragging your tongue along his nipple. It immediately hardened and Bakugou looked away, blushing and covering his mouth.
"Don't do that."
"Or else what, you did it to me, and now you're saying I can't do it to you? 'What a dumbass way of thinking'."
Bakugou groaned as you used his words against him, shaking when your other hand came up and pinched his other nipple. You raised your hips all the way up, slamming back all the way down as you bit him gently, making Bakugou moan. It was low and quiet, but you heard it, and you laughed loudly, coming up to his face and moving faster, bringing both your hands up to hold his face.
"That was so pathetic, did you seriously just moan like a bitch? What a weak little shit you are, Bakugou."
"Shut the fuck up, I didn't even-"
"Excuses only make you look even more like a loser, loser."
Bakugou sighed again and bucked against your hips weakly a few times, and you leaned into his ear. Unintentionally moaning into it, you whispered as you sped up again, feeling you tighten around him.
"Look at yourself; you came fucking a girl you don't even like. You must seriously have no control, no power. You're too easy, Bakugou, I bet I could make you cum three times over before you could make me."
You licked his earlobe and bit him, losing your breath slightly when you felt the build up inside of you. You threatened him, but you knew it was coming any moment now, and you put both hands on his shoulders. He saw your arms shaking and your hips struggling to continue their pace, becoming uneven and slow as the pleasure overtook you. His eyes trailed over to your face, seeing you hiding it in the crook of his neck, and he hummed.
"Three times over? You couldn't even make me do it twice."
Bakugou pushed you off of him and you gasped from the suddenly empty feeling. He crawled overtop of you and trapped you inbetween his hands and knees, seeing his erection also twitching from the sudden pause. You leaned your body up, trying to get him back inside you, but he pushed you back down, holding your hips down with one hand as he slowly inserted himself once more.
"Beg."
"...What."
"Did I fucking stutter?"
He leaned closer and got in your face, not smirking or smiling evilly, just glaring down at you with hunger in his eyes.
"I said beg."
"I...I'm not begging."
He pushed himself deeper into you and you tried to buck your hips against him, but he held you down too tightly, not letting you move an inch. He pulled out right away, doing the same motion again, going so agonizingly slow it would do nothing for you. You gritted your teeth and hissed up at him, your eyebrows furrowing in irritation.
"No way in hell, pervert."
"Then I guess you won't get what you want."
This wasn't fair. This was so stupid. This was so degrading. It was genius, why didn't you think of it earlier? You growled angrily in thought, considering what to do. Bakugou watched your expression switch between angry, embarrassed, angry again, and then defeat, and he smiled to himself. Was it worth it? To throw away your pride for someone like Bakugou? You turned your head away, but glanced up at him, blushing as you looked away once more. You spoke quietly through clenched teeth, unable to look him in the eyes, and Bakugou leaned closer to hear you better.
"...se."
"I heard nothing."
"...please-"
"Please what, bitch?"
"Oh my god, pl-please continue fucking me."
Your lip quivered and Bakugou laughed, using one hand to turn your head to face him, your eyes glaring away with tears welling inside them. He would gladly continue, but seeing you break below him only made him harder, and he needed more.
"Why should I?"
"Be...Because I asked nicely."
"That's a terrible fucking excuse."
"Because I'm already almost there! Just...just please help me...finish-"
As you finally muttered out the last word, Bakugou slammed back into you, and you cried out, quickly covering your mouth. He removed your hand and pinned them to the ground, letting them going but doing it again when you tried to quiet yourself.
"Keep it up and I'll use that tape like you did earlier, but it won't be as poorly tied."
You huffed and sighed out another moan, feeling his hand come down inbetween your legs, massaging your clit as he continued to thrust into you. You felt that original release coming back and you lifted your arms, Bakugou prepared to pinned them back onto the floor, but instead, you laid them above your head. Your hands balled into fists and you squeezed your eyes shut, tightening around him as he moved faster.
"It's cute, you know? Seeing you so needy, begging for me, begging that I help you with something like this. You called me weak earlier, but look at yourself."
"Shut the hell up, asshole."
You felt your body move up as Bakugou once again lifted you into his lap, still moving you at a quick pace. Your body helped and you went faster, weakly placing your hands on his shoulders. He felt the muscles in your thighs begin to shake and he leaned his head around to look at your face as you tried to hide it. He raised his hand and grabbed your jaw, roughly forcing you to look at him as you rode him.
"I want to watch you fall apart."
"I want you to fuck off."
"No you don't, you need me right now."
He smirked and you panted agaisnt his lips, kissing him and biting down on his lower lip. His hand snaked from your jaw into your hair, grabbing a bunch of it at the roots and puppeteering your head wherever he wanted it. You whimpered from the pain but it became unimportant when you felt your body tensing up. It was finally happening, and you wanted to look away, but Bakugou held your head in place, his voice low and demanding.
"Don't look away, bitch. Eyes on me."
You were going to kill him. Later, of course. Your thighs trembled and you stared into his red eyes, the pupil growing larger as he listened to you moan, feeling you cum on top of him. He continued to move for you, as your body went limp, weak from the waves of pleasure that ran up and down it. He continued to rub circles on your clit, clicking his tongue at how shaky you were from his touch.
"Good girl."
"Don't you fucking patronize me."
Bakugou shook his head and lifted you off of him, turning you around to press his chest against your back. He set you back up on him, pushing himself into you, and you smiled in irritation, both your eyebrows and the corner of your lip twitching.
"What are you doing."
"What does it look like. Round two."
You groaned but gave in, feeling too spent to try and fight back. Bakugous pace was slow and more relaxed as he bit and kissed at your shoulder blade, burying his face against your back as he spoke to you.
"I hate you, (F/N). You've got this hold over me, but you're a fucking pain in my ass."
"The feeling is...mutual. You're amazing, but you're a piece of shit."
You both continued to compliment and insult each other, until he pushed you onto him one final time and stopped, shaking as you came again and tightened around him. You didn't want to again, but you were so sensitive from the second time, you couldn't help it. The way he felt inside you only pushed him further over the edge, bucking into you once or twice weakly as he wrapped both his arms around your waist, holding you in place. You felt him releasing again inside of you, and you huffed, reaching up and grabbing a chunk of his hair to yank it. He hissed and you looked into his eyes, glaring him down.
"You just fucking did it again."
"Yeah, and what are you going to do about it? You just sat here and begged for me to-"
You pulled his hair harder and he groaned, pushing you off of him and staggering to his feet. He readjusted his boxers and sweatpants, tightening the strings to hold them up better as you sat on the ground, trembling. He glanced down and moved closer to you, kicking your thigh gently.
"Get up."
"I...can't."
"What."
You balled your hands into fists and glared up at Bakugou, putting one hand on the small of your back and supported yourself with the other.
"Did I fucking stutter, bastard? I said I can't. It fucking hurts."
You puffed out your cheeks and swore at Bakugou again as he laughed, moving around to grab your clothes that were scattered and tossed them on the bed. He anchored his hands under your arms and pulled you to your feet, looking down and seeing them tremble as they tried to keep balance. You staggered to the bed and sat down, hissing as you unhooked your bra and put it back on.
"(F/N)."
Why did he have to keep using your first name.
"Katsuki."
"It's funny, you know."
You rolled your eyes to look back up at him, pushing your head through the hole of your shirt.
"And what is so funny?"
"The fact that you started this whole thing, and I came out on top. You couldn't handle me."
"Excuse me?"
Your eyes glared daggers into Bakugous as you bent over to put on your underwear and shorts, Bakugou shrugging weakly and smirking down at you.
"Like I said, you started all of this, and you lost. It's funny."
"How did I start this?!"
You jumped to your feet and fell forward, groaning as you latched onto Bakugou. He held you up and you flicked him on the forehead, only earning you a rough kiss on the lips. Bakugou pulled away and kept smiling at you, chuckling as you used him for balance to try and leave.
"Uh, no. You grinded on me first. Everything that came after was a repercussion of that."
"You got hard first."
Bakugou winced and stammered, losing his ammunition and instead telling you to shut up. He wrapped his arm under yours and held the wrist of your other arm across his shoulders, supporting you but giving you the the chance to try and walk yourself. You banged on the door and both called out for your, now quote on quote 'friends', waiting for a response. Only a few seconds later, the doors lock clicked and you grabbed the handle angrily, swinging it open. A few of your classmates stood there, Uraraka being the first to speak.
"H-Hey, (L/N)."
"I want nothing to do with you lot for the rest of the weekend."
"Yeah, feelings fucking mutual."
Bakugou barked out in agreement, growling at the boys as they looked at each other sheepishly. The brunette tapped her hands together nervously and her eyebrows pinched, pointing to her own neck. They had all noticed the marks that covered you and Bakugou, but she didn't want to say anything, just yet.
"Did...Did you guys figure things out?"
You glanced over at Bakugou and he glanced back, a deep red forming on both of your faces as you looked away in anger. Bakugou shoved past the others, still helping you until you eventually pushed away from him, enduring the pain to walk by yourself. You both spoke in unison, catching each other off guard.
"Yeah, we figured out that Bakugou was a complete asshole."
"Yeah, and we figured out (L/N) is a little bitch."
"...You want to run that by me again dick head?"
Suddenly, the insults got louder and turned into shouting, the rest of the class groaning in defeat. Uraraka rubbed her eyes and whined, Sero shrugging and shaking his head.
"Did it seriously not work?"
"I don't know...but I won't be able to take anymore fighting these next few days."
"You guys, think about it."
Everyone turned and looked down at Mineta, who shrugged his shoulders and shook his head condescendingly.
"Didn't you notice? The limping, the marks on their necks, their reddened faces and puffy lips. It's all so obvious."
"What do you me....oh. Oh."
Everyones heads whipped back around and saw you and Bakugou still fighting as you waited for the elevator, you not wanting to struggle down the stairs, and Bakugou following you to piss you off. A blush ran over everyones faces as Mineta nodded, happy to finally be of use before seeing you both stumble into the elevator. You pressed the button to the ground level, and Bakugou hit it again to make sure you clicked it right the first time, and you groaned loudly in irritation.
"I fucking hate you, Bakugou!"
"Yeah and?! You think I don't hate you too? Get over yourself dumbass."
The elevator door closed and you were on him, pinning him against the wall as the lift moved down. You kissed him roughly, his hand moving into your hair to grab a hold of it and keep you in the kiss. You both broke it and panted, glaring at each other in anger as he hissed.
"Fuck you."
"You wish you could again, don't you."
"I never want to do that again."
"Hm, and why's that Bakugou? Can't handle me?"
Bakugous eye twitched and he leaned closer, kissing you again and yanking on your hair, making you moan quietly. You slammed your hand over your mouth and frowned at him, wincing as he tugged your hair again before pushing away from you and stepping out of the opening elevator doors.
"More like you can't handle me, (F/N)."