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Bakugou was in his third year of Highschool. He spent his days studying, working out and just doing whatever he could’ve to avoid interacting with the extras at his school.
They didn’t fucking deserve his time. He had better things to do.
Everyone around him seemed to constantly be talking about sex. About how great sex is and blah blah blah.
Some of them have even tried getting into his pants. Tch, as if he’d let any of those disgusting extras touch him.
Though, he had to admit that he was curious about it.
What was so great about it? Why was everyone constantly talking about it? Bakugou would be lying if he said he didn’t think about doing it.
Though, when he thought about doing it, he didn’t think about anyone from his year. No. His mind always found its way back to his tall, beefy sexy red haired teacher. God. Ever since he’d lay his eyes on the giant fucking man, he had wanted nothing more than to get railed by him.
The amount of fantasies he’s had about Mr. Kirishima was honestly shameful.
He’d imagined getting fucked on the table in front of everyone in class. He imagined being dragged into the teacher’s office to choke on his teacher’s cock. He even imagined Mr. Kirishima punishing him for being a bad boy in class.
It was so embarrassing that whenever Mr. Kirishima got annoyed with his behavior and raised his voice at him, that Bakugou would get so fucking turned on by it.
Threats of detentions never seemed so sexy before.
That’s it. Bakugou decided that he wanted Mr. Kirishima. He wanted him bad. He decided that when he went to school the next day, he would tease the fuck out of the older man until he gave in and fucked Bakugou til he was a crying mess.
When he arrived at school the next day, he made sure to be extra rude. He’d have to seriously get on his nerves to land detention with the man.
He made sure to get to class extra early, earlier than anyone else. He sat right in Mr. Kirishima’s seat and started carving his name into the teacher’s desk. It’s what those fucking delinquents always got in trouble for.
His teacher entered the class after him about 5 minutes later to set up for the day.
“Good morning Bakugou.” His teacher politely greeted. God he looked so good today, wearing a tight dark red button up shirt that hugged his muscles in all the right ways. “So how was your-“
Before the man could continue talking, he finally saw what Bakugou was up to and froze. At that point, the blond had already carved his name into the desk, he even threw in some dicks on the side. Yeah it was immature, but he had a goddamn plan.
“B-bakugou?! What?! Why would you?! You’re- just... detention this afternoon.” Mr. Kirishima sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Go t’your seat kid. It’ll be me and you this afternoon.” The teacher stated calmly.
He knew it was bad, he knew he was being stupid, but he couldn’t help but being excited for detention that afternoon. God, he was so fucking horny for his teacher.
Bakugou spent the rest of the day sending heated stares towards the oblivious teacher.
Leaning forward, resting his face in the palm of his hand and sucking at his pen while staring directly at Mr. Kirishima.
When he was exiting the class during lunch, he even managed to press up slightly against his teacher when the crowd of students blocked the doorway.
Bakugou wanted nothing more than to have that man squeeze the life out of him with those big beefy arms.
God he couldn’t fucking wait for detention.
When the rest of the day finally passed, Bakugou eagerly made his way over to detention. Just him and Mr. Kirishima, huh?
He could already feel his dick twitching at the thought of their... one on one session.
He bit his lip to stop himself from squealing in excitement. He was acting like such a teenager. Well, he was, but still!
He was just excited. Not for detention, but for dick. Yeah. His hot teacher’s dick. He felt silly for thinking such things, but he truly couldn’t help it.
When he opened the classroom door, he spotted Mr. Kirishima sitting at his desk and marking papers.
The man looked so concentrated. He didn’t even notice Bakugou standing by the doorway as yet.
Small strands of the man’s red hair fell from his ponytail and gave him a really cute and messy look.
Bakugou couldn’t help but stare. Fuck, his teacher was beautiful. He sighed and leaned on the doorway. He felt so lightheaded looking at the handsome man.
He licked his lips, ready to put his plan in motion.
“Bakugou?” His teacher’s deep voice called to him. Bakugou raised a brow and smiled at the man. “Uh... kid? I got something on my face?” The redhead tilted his head and asked.
Bakugou giggled at how goofy the man was.
He made his way toward his teacher’s desk.
He rested his elbow on the desk and slowly leaned forward until has face was just a couple inches away from his teacher’s.
He brought his thumb up and gently swiped at nothing across his teacher’s plump bottom lip.
He could feel his teacher tense up from where he was sitting.
God, Bakugou felt frozen, his thumb still on the man’s lip as red stared into red.
No! He couldn’t get nervous now!
He sighed and gave the man a sweet smile before moving his hand away.
He brought his thumb to his own lips and licked it, all while looking into wide crimson eyes.
The older man’s tanned cheeks were now dusted with a small blush. It was adorable. Bakugou found himself wanting to kiss him so badly.
Instead he winked at the beefy man and sat at the desk directly in front of him.
“Nothing on your face anymore, Sir~” he purred and sticked out his tongue teasingly.
Mr. Kirishima was visibly blushing and it was really cute. Bakugou didn’t think that flirting with the man would actually work this well.
Shit he was so excited for what was about to come.
Which was going to be him, on his teacher’s dick.
Two hours. He was stuck with Mr. Kirishima for two hours. He could do this.
He really wants this, and he always gets what he wants.
With that in mind, he pulled out his phone and started playing some obnoxious game on it. Mr. Kirishima immediately looked up and Bakugou met his gaze.
“Ah, Bakugou? You know you’re not allowed to use your phone in detention.” He stated, flashing a forced smile to look friendly.
Bakugou smirked and looked back down to his phone. “Yeah? Well what if I want to use my phone. You gonna deny me that? Order me around?” He was being a little shit and he knew it, but dammit he needed this man all over him.
“Bakugou if you don’t put it away I’m going to have to take it from you.” He said assertively. Bakugou perked up at the tone. He loved when his teacher got annoyed.
“Then why don’t you come over here and just *take it* then, sir~” he licked his lips menacingly.
Kirishima pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily. “Bakugou, I’m going to give you one more chance to put it away right now. I don’t want to cease your personal-
“Yeah old man, get over here and punish me for being a bad boy then. P-put me in my fucking place!” Bakugou suddenly blurted.
And oh god that was awful.
Holy shit. He immediately brought his hands up to cover his mouth.
Why would he say that? It wasn’t time for that yet? Why did he just blurt it out? Now he just sounded like a desperate horny virgin looking to get a good fuck from his teacher.
Well...
Anyway!
“I- huh?!” His teacher spluttered in shock. The man’s eyes were as wide as dinner plates. “Bakugou? W-what did you just say?!” His teacher looked mortified with his face completely red now.
Bakugou turned his face to glare through the thin curtain that covered the windows. He could NOT make eye contact with the man after that. It was too embarrassing.
“I s-said-“ the blond started, but Mr. Kirishima was quick to cut him off.
“N-no! Don’t say it again!” The redhead sprinted to Bakugou’s desk and covered the student’s mouth with one of his giant hands while the other gripped the back of his head. “Don’t say it again.” He emphasized with an serious look in his eyes.
Bakugou looked at the man closely. His teacher was blushing furiously with a small pout resting on his normally smiling lips. Cute.
However, that wasn’t what Bakugou was looking for. The blond trailed his eyes down past his teacher’s large chest and past his wonderfully beefy body, and yeah, he looked like he was a bit hard.
Or it could just be how his junk looked in the confines of those illegally tight pants.
He thought back to all those ‘articles for sexy times’ that he read and remembered that the key was confidence.
He was confident that he made his teacher hard.
With that in mind, he took one of his hands and boldly planted it on Mr. Kirishima’s cock just to feel what he was dealing with. Holy fuck was it big. He rubbed his hand across the older man’s pants to feel more of that monster. He couldn’t believe how hot and hard it felt.
Mr. Kirishima’s breath faltered before he finally took his hand off Bakugou's face and jumped back.
“Bakugou! He scolded. Though Bakugou was just focused on the large bulge of his teacher’s dick in his pants.
Fuck it looked so big. He read that the bigger the better, but fuck, the bulge alone was intimidating.
He eventually trailed his eyes back up to Mr. Kirishima’s red face and smiled at him.
“Yes? Mr. Kirishima...?” He licked his lips and leaned forward in his seat. He felt confident about this again.
He licked his lips suggestively and trailed his eyes down to the bulge and back up to meet those ruby eyes. He smiled deviously.
Mr. Kirishima immediately shook his head at Bakugou. “No kid. You can’t- we- you can’t do that it’s-
“You seem to enjoy it.” Bakugou cut him off and pointed out, looking at his teacher’s crotch again.
“Well that’s not the point- I mean NO!” Mr. Kirishima sputtered.
“No you can’t do that sort of thing Bakugou... I’m a teacher and you’re my student.” Kirishima sighed.
Bakugou smirked. “Yeah well,” he got up from his seat and walked towards Mr. Kirishima. “Maybe you can teach me a thing or two about this.” And with that, he grabbed one of his teacher’s hands and placed it over his own erect cock.
His teacher bit his lip and looked anywhere but his eyes. However, he made no efforts to move his hand. Bakugou grinded his clothed erection into his teacher’s palm and hissed in pleasure.
Mr. Kirishima pulled his hand away like he got burnt.
He sighed again. “Bakugou... I’m 32. You’re still a kid. This- this is just wrong.” He said, sharp teeth biting into those plump lips again.
Bakugou gently grabbed the older man’s tie. “You sound like you’re trying more to convince yourself than me, sir.” Bakugou pulled him down by his tie so that their faces were only centimeters apart. “No one has to know.” He whispered. “I want this more than anything, and it’s clear that you want this too.”
With that, he gently pressed his lips against his teachers’s. When he pulled back, Mr. Kirishima still looked conflicted.
“Bakugou we can’t do this. I’m- you’re a child, seventeen. I could get fired.” The man stressed.
Bakugou rolled his eyes again. “This again? I want you sir. I’m not interested in giving my first time to anyone else. Besides...” he moved his hand down to rub Mr. Kirishima’s hard dick again. “I know you want me too.”
He tiptoed and gave the redhead’s cheek a long slow lick. “You think I’m sexy, don’t you?” He pulled back and gave Mr. Kirishima a small playful pout.
Mr. Kirishima squeezed his eyes shut and hissed a quick “shit” under his breath.
Bakugou smiled. He knew he’d be getting exactly what he wanted.
He dragged Mr. Kirishima by his tie over to the teacher’s desk and sat on top of it, pulling the older man in for another kiss.
This time the man kissed back feverishly. God even sitting on the desk, Bakugou still felt so small compared to him.
The redhead’s hands moved to squeeze Bakugou’s waist and Bakugou wrapped his own hands around Mr. Kirishima’s neck.
When they pulled apart, Kirishima looked at him with the most serious expression he’d ever seen on the man’s face. It was hot.
Kirishima squeezed his waist tightly. “No one can fucking know about this. Understand, kid?” And holy shit that was the first time he’s ever heard his teacher cuss. He liked it. A lot.
His normally cheery expression was wiped from his face and replaced with something a lot more demanding and... hungry.
“I said,” Mr. Kirishima grabbed his hair harshly and tugged him back. “Do you understand?” He asked once more.
His head kind of hurt from his teacher pulling his hair, but Bakugou liked it. He had never been so fucking turned on before.
“Y-yes Mr. Kirishima.” He answered the man.
He gasped when the redhead crashed their lips together in a bruising kiss.
Bakugou opened his mouth to let his teacher slip his tongue inside. He tried his best to keep up with the roughness of Mr. Kirishima’s lips.
It was messy and probably not the best, but Bakugou thought it was the best thing in the world. His first make out.
The redhead’s hands travelled down and grabbed his ass cheeks, massaging them through his school pants.
“Kid you have no fucking idea what you and these tight ass pants do to me everyday.” He groaned, lifting the blond and turning him around so that his ass was raised for his teacher. “Gotta hold myself back from tearing them off every time I see you walking around with this fat fucking ass.”
He lightly slapped his ass and Bakugou gasped, arching his back and lifting his ass even more.
“Oh you like that Bakugou? Like your teacher spanking you like this?” Another slap, this time harder.
“Ah! Mr. Kirishima!” He shouted when his ass was spanked two more times.
“This one is for always being rude to your classmates.” slap “This one is for being such a goddamn brat.” slap “And this one is for seducing your teacher like a desperate little whore.” SLAP
Bakugou moaned, small tears forming in his eyes. He could still feel the harsh stings after Kirishima... spanked him.
Bakugou really didn’t think he’d be into this punishment thing this much to be honest. Fuck, what kind of whore was he turning into.
Before Bakugou could even finish his thoughts, Mr. Kirishima was already unbuttoning and pulling down his trousers.
He looked back to the man, and holy fuck, his teacher looked so mesmerized by what he was seeing. Like his ass was the holy grail or some shit.
“No underwear huh baby? No wonder your fat ass jiggles so much.” Bakugou was taken aback by how much he was into being degraded by this man. The implication that his teacher was always looking at his ass didn’t help either.
“Mr. Kirishima, you’re so- fuck you’re such a fucking pervert. Do you look at all your students?” Bakugou couldn’t help but ask, he felt a bit insecure about it.
Kirishima looked offended though. “You think I’d actually look at anyone else when you’re right there? Please.” He scoffed.
Bakugou let out a relieved breath.
“What? Surprised that I look at you?” He asked, licking his lips. “This,” he grabbed his cheeks and spread them apart. “is the juiciest fucking ass I’ve ever seen. God I was fucking devastated when I found out I was going to be teaching you because I wanted nothing more than to fuck you.” His teacher continued. “But now, fuck... I tried to resist kid, I really fucking did.” He groaned.
“You’re such a goddamn pervert, old man.” Bakugou teased, shaking his ass around for him.
“Fuck yeah, shake it just like that baby.” Kirishima was practically drooling at the sight of his ass shaking and jiggling in front of him.
Before Bakugou even noticed his teacher’s face was getting closer to his ass, he already felt the wet tongue slide from his balls all the way up to his hole.
Bakugou’s body twitched at the new feeling of... well anything near his most private parts. It was fucking fantastic.
“S-sir aahhh... your tongue is so good...” he moaned quietly, pushing his ass up against Kirishima’s face.
He buried his face in his arms as that sinful tongue moved in and out of his previously untouched hole.
God the only reason Bakugou hadn’t touched down there before was because he was nervous about doing anything. But now, feeling his teacher’s tongue in him, he regretted not playing with himself before.
Kirishima pulled back to completely get rid of Bakugou’s pants. He pulled them off and threw them on some other table behind him.
Though, when they landed, something fell out of one of the pockets and landed with a quiet thud.
Bakugou turned around just in time to see the older man bend down and pick it up.
God what a nice ass.
When the redhead licked the item up, he looked at Bakugou and smirked.
“What a troublesome child.” He purred, holding up the bottle of lube. “You really came prepared to get your teacher’s dick, huh slut.” He scoffed.
“Yes sir.” He answered. His teacher flipped him around so that his back was on the surface of the table and his legs were spread open.
God he loved the way his teacher could just lift him and manhandle him whenever he wanted.
Kirishima’s eyes caught the blond’s hard and leaking cock. He inhaled sharply.
“God, you have no right being so fucking sexy.” His teacher smiled and licked his lips. “Fuck, the fact that you don’t even get bad grades or anything, you just want my cock. Don’t you?”
“Y-yes sir. I’ve always wanted you to fuck me.” Bakugou felt himself tense up a bit when Kirishima slid a lubed finger into his tight hole. “Feels kinda weird.”
It didn’t hurt or anything, it just felt weird having a finger move around inside him.
His teacher brought his other hand to gently stroke Bakugou's cock.
“Relax baby, I’m gonna take good care of you. Gonna stretch you nice and good before you take me.” He reassured, moving his finger in and out of him. “Now tell me more baby. What do you want?”
Bakugou relaxed at the reassurance and gripped the table at the feel of his teacher’s hands touching him.
“I want you so bad teach. You’re the only person I’ve ever wanted to-ah f-fuck.” He bit his lips when Kirishima slid another finger into him, slowly stretching him open.
“Mhmm? Why’s that baby? I’ve seen the way everyone else in this goddamn school looks at you. You could have whoever you want.” His teacher pointed out, smiling sweetly while watching Bakugou’s hole twitch around his fingers.
“Tch, I would never let those ugly fucking extras touch me. You- ah!” His sentence cut off when his teacher added another finger and started rubbing against a certain spot. “F-fuuuuuck... feels so g-good.” He moaned, grinding down against those fingers.
“Continue what you were saying Bakugou.” He pushed right up against that goddamn spot.
“Ah-! S-sir!” He squeaked at the feeling of being played with. “I was- ah- saying that you’re s-so sexy... when I first saw you I wanted you to bend me over in f-front of everyone and fuck me. Wanted you to punish me- aaaahhh... fuck my throat till I can’t speak- fuck....”
Kirishima pulled his fingers out of Bakugou’s hole, as well as his cock out of his pants.
Now that Bakugou was getting a good look at it, fuck. “So fucking big sir.” He blurted.
His teacher chuckled and spread Bakugou’s legs open even more.
“You really thought all that about me? Such filthy thoughts for such a sweet looking boy.” He smirked and lined himself up with Bakugou’s hole.
When he pushed in, Bakugou threw his head back in such a filthy moan. He couldn’t believe he was making such a sound.
Fuck, he felt so full already. “S-so big... aaahh...” he moaned breathily as his teacher’s hips kissed his ass.
Fuck he was all the way inside, he felt so stretched and full.
Kirishima brought his hand down to grip Bakugou’s jaw, forcing him to look him in those dangerous ruby eyes. “I want to see that pretty little face of yours when I’m fucking your tight little ass. Got that?”
And with that he gave Bakugou’s cheek a light slap before he started moving his hips.
The first thrust felt like so much pressure, the second felt less weird, and by the tenth thrust Bakugou was screaming in pleasure.
He tried his best to keep his eyes open just to look at Kirishima’s face because he desperately wanted to save the image of his face right now.
He looked fucking sexy. Kirishima was sweating, a small drop sliding down the side of his face. He was breathing heavily and biting the sexy smile on his lips as his fat cock moved in and out of Bakugou.
“So fucking nice and t-tight for me! Fuck yes!” The man groaned, holding Bakugou’s hips in a bruising grip.
Bakugou cried out when the redhead started pounding against that fucking spot inside him.
“Mmm! S-sirrr! Feel so g-good inside me!! Fucking love your big c-cock!” Bakugo blabbered, tears dripping out his eyes.
“Yeah? Love my cock inside you?” Kirishima teased him. “My slutty little student. Fuck... you’re so tight around me, gonna s-suck me dry kid- aahhh...” the redhead moaned, bringing one of his hands up behind Bakugou’s neck.
He forced his head up and crashed their lips together in a wet and sloppy kiss, tongues and lips sliding against each other.
Bakugou could feel the flood of spit dripping down his chin. Fuck that was disgusting, but he wanted more. So much more.
“M-more, please sir, more!” He begged the older man.
Kirishima smiled and started moving his hips at a bruising pace. Bakugou felt like his body was going to be pushed out of Kirishima’s grip with how hard his hips were slapping against his probably now red ass.
His teacher grabbed his hair and forced his head back. God, that stung. His teacher was so rough with him, like he was nothing but a toy to be tossed around and used.
“Open that filthy little mouth for me, slut.” His teacher demanded, smiling when Bakugou obeyed right away. “Good job baby.” He praised right before he spat into the blond’s mouth.
Fucking hell. Bakugou swallowed it up right away, moaning at the taste of the older man’s spit in his mouth.
“Gods, of course you have a fucking spit kink. Whore.” Kirishima teased right before he spat again, this time on Bakugou’s face.
He felt the glob of spit slide down his cheek. He pushed out his tongue, trying so hard to get another taste, but it wasn’t long enough to reach. The pounding of cock in his ass wasn’t helping either.
It still felt fucking amazing though.
He stuck his tongue out and let his eyes roll to the back of his head, letting out the dirtiest sounds for his teacher.
Kirishima seemed entertained by the display. “That desperate huh? Better try and catch it- ah this time then.” He spat once more, right into Bakugou’s opened mouth.
Strings of the older man’s saliva leaked onto his tongue and fuck. Bakugou had never felt so thirsty in his entire life. He slurped it all up, licking around his lips to get all in his mouth.
He sucked it all up, mixing it with his own spit and swallowing it down greedily.
It felt fucking disgusting swallowing someone else’s spit. He fucking loved it.
His hole clenched around the cock that was moving in and out of him as tears and spit streamed down his red face.
“S-so close... so fucking close sir! Oh fuck yes! Right there! rightthererightthere! Please- ahhh! F-fuck, love your fat fucking cock!” He babbled, hips twitching as he felt himself get closer.
His teacher quickened the pace, skin slapping against skin as wet plump lips and sharp teeth suck and bit at his neck.
He was feeling so much all at once. The wonderful sucking at his skin, his teacher’s thick cock moving in and out of his newly fucked hole, the burning pressure building up deep inside him. Fuck it was all so much.
“Mmmm! Gonna c-cum mmmm!! Aaahh!!” He cried, tears and drool rolling down his face as he threw his head back and his back arched up.
He felt his hips twitch violently as he came all over his school shirt. “Fuck! Ooohh fuccckk...” he groaned.
His teacher didn’t stop going though. And oh god the things he was feeling. He had never felt such things before.
His entire body was somehow limp and shaking at the same time and it all felt like too much at once. So fucking much all at once. It almost felt painful. Almost.
He could feel the stream of tears rolling down his face. Gods.
“Fuck look at you kid. Crying on my fucking cock like a damn whore.” Kirishima groaned. His hips began stuttering, and Bakugou knew he was close now.
The pounding inside him was all too much. He wanted it to end, but at the same time he wanted to be used like this forever.
Wait, was Kirishima going to cum inside of him? He didn’t even get enough time to think about that possibility, because as soon as he had the thought, his teacher pulled out.
Bakugou still felt his body shaking, his chest moving up and down from panting, and his hole fluttering and clenching around nothing.
He felt tired.
He tried looking up to see the redhead and by the time he had eyes on him, he saw the older man jerking his cock.
He walked to the other side of the desk, standing tall right above Bakugou’s face.
The blond now had the best view of that thick and veiny cock being jerked.
“Well kid, you’ve been a good little hole for me today, so I’m going to give you one last reward. Open up~” he instructed, his hands now moving faster.
Bakugou opened his mouth obediently, his tongue lolling out as soon as he opened it.
Ropes of hot cum covered his tongue right away as Kirishima shot his load into his mouth.
“Fuck yeah Bakugou, drink it with that filthy little mouth of yours- aaahhh...” his teacher groaned in satisfaction.
He swallowed it all down hungrily, taking his finger and wiping the bits off of his face to lick at them.
“Tastes so good sir. Love your cum on my face and in my mouth...” he slurred. It tasted weird, but Bakugou would give anything to drink more of it.
A few minutes later, he felt Kirishima dressing him like he was some child, Bakugou was too tired to care though.
He soon heard the zip of pants and the jingle of keys.
He felt his eyes beginning to close, the sleepiness overcoming him. Wow, what a day.
His teacher fucked him. Huh
“Bakugou...” he heard his teacher whisper. He felt a finger stroking his cheek. “Going to have to take you to my...”
Bakugou fell asleep before he could hear Kirishima finish.
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When he awoke, he felt cramped up somehow. He tried stretching, but there wasn’t any room for his legs to go. What the...?
“Bakugou.” The blond perked up at the sound of Kirishima. He raised his head and realized he was in a car. His teacher’s car.
His body was covered with an oversized jacket. Bakugou grabbed the piece of clothing and brought it up to his nose and inhaled deeply.
Smelled like Kirishima. So good.
“Oh I didn’t have a blanket, so I just covered you with my j-jacket instead.” He said nervously.
“It’s fine, sir.” Bakugou emphasized by smelling it once more and cuddling into it.
“R-right- *ahem* um... about what happened earlier.” The man started. “I am SO sorry. It won’t ever happen again-“
That’s not what Bakugou expected or wanted to hear.
“Please Bakugou, please don’t tell anyone. I’m so sorry. As your teacher, no as an adult it was very unmanly of me to fuck a student. I’m really-
“Mr. Kirishima!”
The redhead froze at the blond’s shout. Bakugou got up and moved right in the middle seat and leaned forward.
“Sir, I wanted that. And I want this.” Kirishima looked confused at the words leaving the blond’s mouth.
“I turn 18 in a few months anyway, so it’s fine. I want you all the time. That was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had in my life and I wanna do it again and again with you.” He stated confidently, a small pout resting on his lips.
He moved his hands to squish his teacher’s cheeks and look him in the eyes.
“God why does he have to be so cute.” Kirishima murmured to himself.
The older man sighed and grabbed Bakugou’s hands.
“Fine.” He said quickly.
“Fuck yes!” Bakugou practically shouted. He leaned forward to catch the man’s lips with his.
Kirishima smiled into the kiss. “One condition though, well two.”
Bakugou sat back to listen to him, still bouncing in his seat excitedly.
“First condition, you gotta behave in class and stop being rude to everyone.” His teacher giggled.
“Agree, but no promises for all the time though. Those fuckers are annoying.”
Kirishima giggled. “Okay Bakugou. The second condition. We can’t mess around again until you’re 18.”
Bakugou frowned at that. “What? Why? That was the best fucking thing I’ve ever experienced and I wanna do it again and again every single fucking day.” He pouted.
Kirishima chuckled. He grabbed one of Bakugou’s hands and brought it up to his lips.
“You’re cute, you know that?” He giggled again. “Bakugou I already took your virginity. Trust me, when you’re a legal adult you’ll get a lot more than what we did today.” His teacher winked.
“For now, we just won’t mess around, don’t worry I still really want you too. Just wait until your birthday. Okay?” Kirishima smiled softly.
“...okay sir.” Bakugou groaned. “As soon as I turn eighteen, I want to ride that giant cock of yours.” Bakugou pouted again.
Kirishima smiled softly at him. “Whatever you want baby. Oh by the way, when we’re alone you can just call me Kirishima or Eijirou... I-I mean if you w-wanna!” He sputtered nervously.
God how could a man go from bold and sexy to cute and shy just like that?
Bakugou smiled and leaned forward again. “When I’m 18.” He teased the man. “I’ll call you by your given name when I’m 18.” He smiled. Giving the man a peck in his lips. “And you can call me by mine then too, Kirishima.”
He gave another quick kiss to the man.
God you’re so cute Bakugou. So cute...” Kirishima sighed. “Anyway! I’ll drop you home now, since it’s pretty late now.” He smiled kindly.
“Tch, get on with it then, Kirishima.” After one last kiss, he braces back in the seat and rolled his eyes, with a soft blush dusting his cheeks.
And with that, his teacher started his car and drove him home.