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Katsuki was waiting nervously in front of the dormitory door. All the students in Class 1-A were worried. They still hadn't heard any news about the outcome of the mission involving Todoroki and Kirishima. The broadcast that had been keeping them updated had suddenly stopped, and panic had broken out.
And Katsuki waited. He waited with a lost look and an unusual expression, sincerely worried. He was waiting for his best friend.
It was already dark when class 1A saw the car carrying the two aspiring heroes.
Todoroki and Kirishima seemed to be a little bruised, but all things considered, they were more than fine. They were overwhelmed by hugs and questions from their classmates, but both were waiting to be reunited with one person in particular.
Shouto, bypassing Iida and Uraraka, rushed to hug Izuku, who was still trembling and had tears in his eyes. The two exchanged a loving glance, then the two-toned boy planted a quick kiss on his lips and, taking him by the hand, approached the dormitory entrance, followed by the others, who continued to ask questions. They had clearly picked up on the unresolved tension in the air as well.
Katsuki and Eijirou remained alone, a few steps apart. They stared at each other without saying anything, communicating with their eyes, until Kirishima took a step forward.
It was Katsuki who closed the distance, throwing himself at him, encouraged by the night that enveloped them and the complete absence of people.
Eijirou stood still for a few seconds, shocked by the other's gesture, then wrapped his arms around him, pulling him closer to his body.
“You're an idiot, Shitty Hair! What the hell happened?” the blond yelled, breaking the silence. Eijirou chuckled, and the sound vibrated through Katsuki's entire body.
“Sorry, Kat, a villain almost blew up the communication system,” replied the other, running his hands through the soft blond locks and bending his head to smell his hair.
Something had changed between them, it was clear. Something in their relationship, after that night in Kamino, had been destroyed and rebuilt in a different way. And they both knew it. Even the class had noticed it at some point.
Katsuki's behavior towards the redhead had softened, and Kirishima had become more protective and attentive to the other's needs. He wouldn't allow something like that to happen again.
Katsuki lifted his head, his eyes a little shiny, though he would never admit it to anyone.
It was Eijirou who brought his face closer to the other's, but it was Katsuki who brought their lips together in a slow, tentative kiss.
It wasn't a passionate kiss, but one rich with unspoken and long-suppressed words.
“Don't ever do that again, Ei,” whispered the blond, his hands still clinging to the other's black shirt.
He received no answer, only a slight nod of the head, because Eijirou threw himself back onto his lips, twisting his fingers in his hair to hold him closer.
“God, you have no idea how long I've waited to do this, Kat...” said the redhead between kisses, never letting go of Katsuki for more than a second.
Katsuki moaned into the kiss, a weak, soft sound, but it sent shivers down the redhead's spine, who, in response, slid his hands down to his hips, squeezing lightly.
“Ei, take me to my room...” Katsuki began, but the words came out garbled to the other's ears, overwhelmed as he was by the sweet taste and scent of the blond. “What, what...?” he tried to say, but was interrupted.
“Take me to our room, Eijirou,” he repeated, and this time the other understood immediately, as if awakened from a shock that had lasted years. He slid his hands under his thighs, picking him up, while the other clung to his neck as best he could.
The walk to the blond's room had never been so fast.
“The keys, Kat,” the redhead asked once they reached the door to the room. “In my back pocket,” replied the other, clinging to the redhead's neck.
It took a lot of self-control by the redhead not to linger over that wonderful ass and to grab the keys from his pocket and open the door.
He went in, locked the door, and pushed Katsuki against it, kissing him again as if he needed it to breathe.
The friction between their groins sent a shiver through both of them. “Fuck, Eijirou, Eijirou…” the blond chanted, trying to take off his shirt with some difficulty. The redhead helped him, pulling it over his head, leaving his neck exposed.
The blond began kissing and nibbling him, while Kirishima walked towards the bed, sitting on it with Katsuki on his lap. Bakugou curled up closer to his body, rubbing his hips against the other's, tearing a low moan from him.
The redhead, who had held back until then, ran his hands down the blond's waist.
“Can I, Kat, can I?” he asked, pressing himself against him. Katsuki nodded, panting slightly, and the other wrapped his hands around his ass, squeezing the firm skin.
“Christ, Kat,” he gasped, pulling off his shirt and fumbling with the button on his pants with trembling fingers. Once unbuttoned, the blond levered his legs, helping the redhead pull them off.
With a thrust of his hips, the redhead turned the blond over and pressed him against the mattress, holding his thighs open with his own legs. He quickly pulled off his pants too, throwing them aside on the floor behind them.
He went back to kissing the blond, first on the lips, then on the neck. His lips lingered on a nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking hard, forcing the blond to grab his hair to push him harder against his chest. Once satisfied, he focused on the other nipple, then moved on to leave wet kisses on the blond's stomach.
When he reached the hem of his boxers, he paused for a few seconds, looking for a sign of approval from the blond, who, in response, let out a moan of appreciation that convinced him to continue.
He gently pulled off his underwear, paying attention to every detail of the blond, then took a few seconds to admire the wonder that was Katsuki at that moment: his messy hair, his eyes liquid with pleasure, his red cheeks and swollen lips. He had red marks on his neck and chest that would probably remain for a few days.
“You're beautiful, Kat.” The redhead smiled, looking at the blond who had blushed at the compliment and decided to cover his face with his arm. “Shut up and keep going, Shitty Hair!” Muttered Katsuki, guiding his head down with his hand.
Eijirou didn't need to be told twice and began sucking hard on the other's cock, feeling it harden inside his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the tip a couple of times, then pulled away with a loud ‘plop’. He continued his descent, leaving wet kisses on the blond's inner thigh, then spitting on his entrance and starting to massage it with his fingers. Katsuki moaned at the contact.
“Wait!” he began, reaching for the nightstand to pull the lube out of the top drawer. He threw it to the redhead, who grabbed it and gave him a knowing smile.
Eijirou poured some lube on his fingers before returning to tease the blond's entrance. He slipped the tip of a finger in, testing the opening, and Katsuki gasped, relaxing further to allow him entry.
He slowly inserted a first finger, moving it gently to allow the blond to get used to it. “God, Kat, you're so tight. So perfect for me...” The redhead's words, mixed with the delicious friction inside his body, only turned Katsuki on even more, so much so that he began to follow the other's movements with his hips.
Noticing that the blond had already gotten used to the intrusion, Eijirou gave him a quick kiss on one thigh before starting to spread him wider by adding another finger. He began to move his fingers and scissor them, alternating movements and bending his fingers from time to time. Suddenly, the blond arched his back, and he knew he had found the right spot. The redhead continued to massage it with his fingers until Katsuki was reduced to a mass of moans and sighs.
“Please, Ei...” he began to beg, chasing the feeling of fullness every time the redhead withdrew his fingers to push them deeper. “Ei, please, I want you...”
“Just a little more patience, Kat. Just a moment…” he replied, pulling his fingers out to stretch him with three. As soon as he knew the blond was ready, he pulled his fingers out, leaving the other gasping beneath him.
His cock hurt from being so hard, so he took off his underwear, hoping to relieve the discomfort at least a little. He picked up the lube again, opened it, and poured some on his fingers. He carefully spread a little more on the blond's entrance and the rest on himself, pumping his erection a couple of times before resting it right on the wet entrance.
Katsuki grabbed the redhead's neck, bringing his face closer to kiss him and stifle his moans, while the other began to make his way into him with the tip. Although he was quite relaxed and the redhead had prepared him properly, the burning sensation forced him to close his eyes and moan into the other's mouth. Kirishima, noticing this, altered his movements to let him get used to it, leaving light kisses and bites on his neck to distract him.
After a few moments, the blond pushed back with his hips, wrapping his legs around Kirishima's hips in a gesture that only made him go in a little deeper. Encouraged by the blond's gesture, Eijirou slowly pushed deeper into him, and the two held their breath until his thighs came into contact with the blond's ass.
“Oh! Fuck, Ei! You’re so big…”, the blond moaned, lost in the friction inside him. The redhead grunted in response, pushing deeper and kissing the other more passionately than before.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” exclaimed the redhead, pulling away from the other's lips to catch his breath. He moved his lips down his jawline and then his neck, sucking and nibbling on a strip of skin.
“Ei...Ei, please...”
At that point, Eijirou pulled back with his hips, leaving only the tip inside the blond. Katsuki let out a strangled cry when the redhead's hips crashed into his, pushing him further onto the bed. He tried to cling to the sheets with his hands as Eijirou began to pick up the pace of his movements inside him.
After a few thrusts, Katsuki was already a mess: his hair more wild than usual, his cheeks red and his mouth half open, emitting continuous moans and sighs. The redhead had never seen a more beautiful sight.
Eijirou recaptured his mouth to plant a languid kiss on it, before raising his torso and grabbing his waist with his hands. Unconsciously, he adjusted the angle of the blond's hips, causing him to let out a strangled cry, his hole tightening around the redhead's cock.
“Oh God...oh God! Ei...there! Please, right there! Don't stop...” the blond moaned, following his movements with his hips.
“Here? Do you like it here, Kat?”
“Yes! God, y-yes! Please, please! Ei...”
The redhead then maintained the angle, hammering the other's prostate and making him moan louder than before.
“Fuck! You're so tight…so hot, Katsuki!” Eijirou exclaimed, leaning down to suck on the blond's neck, leaving another mark, without ever stopping to aim for that sweet spot inside the blond's body. The feeling of the other wrapped tightly around him was devastating, and he already knew he would never be able to live without it again.
“Ei, I'm close! Y-yes, there...again! I'm so close, so c-close, Ei...”
“Yeah? Me too, Kat...Be a good boy and come on my cock.”
A shiver shook Katsuki, making him arch his back on the bed, his eyes fixed on Eijirou's and his heart pounding in his chest. The orgasm took his breath away and made him clench tightly around the redhead, who let out a strangled moan before starting to fuck him almost wildly.
“Kat, I'm gonna cum! Oh God, fuck!”
“I-inside! Come inside me! Come on, Eijirou... fill me up!” the blond moaned, still shaken by his orgasm.
After only a few thrusts, Eijirou stopped his hips, burying himself as deep as possible inside the blond. Katsuki only moaned at the incredible feeling of warmth he felt when he noticed the other's cum filling him up, wrapping his arms around Eijirou when he collapsed on top of him.
The two caught their breath for what seemed like hours before the redhead recaptured the blond's lips in a sweet kiss.
“You know I love you, right?” he murmured to Katsuki, his head resting on his chest and his eyes half-closed.
“You know I love you too, right?” replied the other, forcing himself, for once, to say what he really felt without running away from the situation.
Eijirou responded by kissing him again, first on the forehead, then on the nose, cheeks, and finally the mouth. The two curled up closer on the bed, legs and arms intertwined. It was the blond who broke the silence.
“Ei?”
“Yes?”
“Can we do it again?”
The redhead chuckled, and his laughter shook Katsuki's chest too.
“Give me five minutes.”