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Bakugo knocks on Izuku’s door. Izuku excitedly gets up to greet him and may or may not trip a little in his eagerness. “Hi, Kacchan!” Izuku jumps into Bakugo’s arms wrapping his legs around him like a koala. Bakugo huffs a little but is otherwise prepared for it as it’s become a common occurrence now.
Izuku nuzzles his face into Bakugo’s neck and he pecks Izuku’s cheek again and again until the greenette is giggling and squirming away jumping down from his post. Bakugo grins at him and Izuku blushes as he smiles back. Bakugo tucks a strand of hair behind Izuku’s ear as he leans in to whisper “I got you a little gift at the mall today nerd.” Something about his voice screams mischief and sends shivers down Izuku’s spine, and maybe turns him on a bit.
Izuku looks down at Bakugo’s hand seeing a small gift bag in his hand. His eyes widen and he gasps “Kacchan! You didn’t have to do that for me!”
Bakugo rolls his eyes and smirks as he leans an arm against the wall trapping Izuku under him, “wanted to dumbass.” He wraps his arms around Izuku’s waist this time bringing the greenette up to his mouth to whisper in his ear, “Told you I was going to spoil you, didn’t I? Plus this is really a gift for both of us.” He releases a flushed heavy breathing Izuku clearly growing increasingly aroused and sends him a smug wink. “Anyways, the idiots dragged me into some stupid movie thing, I’ll be back in an hour and a half. I expect you to be in my room all dressed up for me by then.” He hands Izuku the keys to his room before lifting Izuku’s chin up with his pointer and thumb rumbling, “Can’t wait to see how pretty you look in it.” With that, he walks away leaving Izuku with significant semi boarding on full erection. God, it never takes much to get him hard when it comes to his Kacchan. Izuku peeks into the bag, his eyes going wide before he slips back into his room to get ready.
***
Bakugo is fucking giddy with excitement and it shows. His friends definitely take notice of his good mood and frequent checking of the time.
Kirishima pauses the movie, “ok seriously dude what is up with you? You’re acting like a kid who woke up before their parents on Christmas, counting down the minutes until they can open their presents.”
Bakugo rolls his eyes and attempts to act aloof but inside he thinks,
—— (Bakugo) ——oh I am that kid.——
Mina giggles “Oh I think I know!” She sing-songs playfully. Bakugo whips his head towards her and eyes her with suspicion. “I saw him going into a certain store when we were at the mall earlier.” Bakugo shoots her a piercing glare that says ‘Don’t you fucking dare tell them.’ Mina giggles before raising her arms up in surrender “ok ok. Sorry boys, it looks like I’m sworn to secrecy.”
Bakugo gives her a curt nod only partially decreasing his glare.
Kaminari looks back and forth between Mina’s mischievous expression and Bakugo’s furious yet embarrassed one. “Oh shit!” They all turn to look at him. “You went to a sex store didn’t you!!!” He gasps in excitement. “Wait no they don’t have any in the mall. Mineta dragged me around to look for one time…” Bakugo freezes in anxiety as Kaminari continues to ponder. He can see the moment the lightbulb goes off in Kaminari's head, “You went to that lingerie store on the 3rd floor didn’t you?!”
Bakugo’s red face says it all and his friends buckle over laughing. “Get a little something for Mido?” Sero teases.
Bakugo growls, “Shut up!!! All of you!”
Kirishima pats his back comfortingly “Hey man, I think it’s super sweet and hella manly to get your boyfriend gifts randomly.” Kirishima elbows him playfully. “And I bet Midobro will look super hot in whatever you got him especially from behind,” he winks.
Bakugo’s head snaps towards his friend and his eyes narrow. Yes, Bakugo likes parading Izuku around looking like the sexy little minx he is but his best friend winking at him and telling him how hot his boyfriend looks, specifically commenting on his ass is too far when he’s already being tormented by the group. Maybe in another mood, he would have smirked, kicked back his feet, and said “damn right.” But the embarrassment and resentment for the teasing pushes him over the edge.
Their friends seem to see this in his eyes because all Sero says is “run,” before Kirishima sprints out of the room with Bakugo hot on his tail sparks flying out his hands.
***
Bakugo knocks on the door just to let Izuku know he's here. Izuku calls out “Come in” which is fucking stupid since it’s Bakugo’s room and he is going to go in either way, he was just being courteous to give Izuku a heads up.
Izuku is wearing a small subtle smokey eye and sheer sparkly lipgloss, his hair is tussled and he has a tentative smile on his face. Bakugo looks at his outfit confused because he is not wearing the outfit he bought him, instead, he is wearing a soft plushy All Might robe because of course he is.
“C-can you sit down?” Izuku asks nervously gesturing to the bed.
Bakugo smirks, usually he's the one in charge but he supposes he’ll entertain his boyfriend’s request, at least for a minute or two out of curiosity. He takes a seat lethargically leaning back on the headboard of his bed raising an eyebrow at the greenette.
Izuku tentatively steps forward and crawls onto Bakugo’s lap biting his glossy lip that Bakugo wants to bite. He straddles the blonde rocking his hips ever so slightly. Bakugo sits back in amusement waiting for whatever is going to happen next.
Slowly Izuku unties his robe and lets it fall off his shoulders revealing the two-piece Bakugo bought him. A burgundy red lace skirt that hugs his hips perfectly with a matching lace thong and a bralette that connects to a thin collar connecting shoulder patches of lace on both sides. He bites his lip nervously watching Bakugo’s reaction which doesn’t disappoint.
“Oh fuck baby you look so good in that. I just wanna eat you up.” Bakugo dives in to kiss and suck on Izuku’s neck. Izuku whimpers as he grinds on Bakugo’s lap whose hands can’t seem to get enough of him judging by the way they grab and explore every inch of Izuku’s body. “Look so fucking beautiful in the clothes I got you. Do you like them?”
“Yes I love them, thank you!” his tone is high-pitched and filled with impatience and desire.
Bakugo chuckles at the desperation in Izuku’s voice and they’ve barely begun. He lays Izuku down and starts trailing kisses down his body down his arms and chest going lower and lower. “You like wearing it special for me baby?”
Izuku nods profusely as Bakugo lifts the skirts enough to reveal his hip where he sucks a hickey.
“Nah ah ah. Gonna have to use your words if you want me to make you feel good,” Bakugo playfully nips at Izuku’s skin there.
“Y-yes I l-like dressing up for Kacchan” he pants.
Bakugo tsks “just like?”
Izuku whimpers “no, I love it! I love being your pretty little doll!”
“That’s more like it,” Bakugo licks a stripe up Izuku’s throbbing cock straining against the lace thong.
“Love being a slut for Kacchan! Love the way you look at me!” Bakugo rewards his confessions by sucking hungry hickeys up the inside of Izuku’s thighs.
“That’s right baby you're my pretty little princess.” Bakugo kisses up Izuku’s thighs over each of the bruising love bites he just left behind. He slowly pulls the panties down, freeing Izuku’s hard cock making Izuku gasp in relief. Bakugo leaves the pretty skirt scrunched up on Izuku’s hips. He suckles on the head of Izuku’s cock pressing Izuku’s hips down onto the bed when Izuku instinctively thrusts up into the warm wet sensation. “Or maybe my personal pornstar is more fitting.”
Izuku whimpers and moans as Bakugo winks cockily before going to town on his cock pumping his head up and down Izuku’s length letting the tip hit the back of his throat where he swallows around it. “Wanna be it all for Kacchan! Wanna be everything you want!” Soft tears slip down Izuku’s cheeks.
Bakugo lifts himself off Izuku’s cock to kiss Izuku’s wet cheeks and look him in his eyes with an adoring expression. “You already are. And so much more. I love you so much.” Bakugo straddles him and takes his face in both hands so Izuku has to look at his serious expression. Something about Izuku’s tone or maybe something in his eyes makes Bakugo feel as though something is off. “You know that right?” His voice is certain and serious without room to question his adoration for the greenette but there’s softness and a pleading tone in it begging Izuku to believe him. He searches Izuku’s face gauging his reaction. He wants Izuku to believe it, to know it without any doubts. Izuku nods, smiling brightly at him and wiping away his tears with the back of his hand and chuckles trying to ease the tension.
“Sorry, I just love you so much, it’s hard to believe this is all real sometimes. I get scared I’m gonna wake up and it’s all gonna have been a dream.” Izuku’s smile is soft his eyes shine with love and vulnerability as he gives his soft admission.
Bakugo smiles at him fondly caressing his cheek with his hand “I know what you mean. I can’t believe we got here after everything. Especially all the crap I pulled. It’s all more than I could have ever hoped for or imagined. You’re more than I could have ever hoped for or imagined. You make me happier than I thought I could ever be. That’s how I know this is real because my imagination isn’t this amazing.”
Izuku’s bottom lip trembles and he bites it trying to hold back more tears.
Bakugo furrows his brows, “It’s more than that, isn’t it? Talk to me baby… please?” He pleads his voice laced with concern.
“Imsorryimsorryimsorrry!!! It’s just that, it’s hard to believe you feel the same. You’re so sweet to me and you’re amazing and beautiful, I mean you’re gorgeous Kacchan and you shine so bright and I’m just-“
Bakugo growls harshly before Izuku can finish. He refuses to listen to the perfect sexy man under him slander himself, “That’s it! Get on your hands and knees facing the mirror right fucking now!” The crimson in his eyes burn.
Izuku gulps and scurries to do what he says but looks at the ground rather than the mirror.
Bakugo grabs the lube and stomps over ripping off his own clothes. He grabs a few pillows for Izuku’s knees and arms so they don’t hurt. Bakugo roughly grips the back of Izuku’s hair lifting his head so he’s forced to look in the mirror. “I want you to watch yourself come undone, you understand me? I want you to see how fucking beautiful you are.” Bakugo’s hand falls hard on Izuku’s ass cheek making him call out in surprise. “If I catch you looking away from yourself I’m gonna be furious and I’m gonna punish you. Understand?”
Izuku whimpers and nods his head, tears prickling in his eyes from the slight pain of the strong grip on his hair and the hot stinging on his ass cheek but then Bakugo lets go. He only has a brief moment of reprieve before Bakugo spreads his ass cheeks and buries his face between the two and immediately starts lapping at Izuku’s hole without warning. Izuku moans a cry and arches his back. God, it feels so good. Bakugo swirls around his rim making it tingle in the most delicious way. His tongue breaches the hole pressing in and caressing the walls. Izuku moans. Bakugo accompanies his tongue with a lubed finger pushing in and out of Izuku’s hole slowly. He doesn’t wait long before he sticks a second in rather than opening Izuku up slowly. He’s mad, he wants Izuku to see himself the way he does and he knows Izuku likes it rough anyway. Izuku moans at the delightful pain in the stretch as Bakugo scissors his fingers to spread him open and tickles his tongue between those two fingers. It’s wet and sloppy when Bakugo adds in a third finger pushing the digits in and out while going back to circle the ring of his hole with his tongue again in a soothing manner. “Such a pretty hole,” his praise is muffled against Izuku’s ass. Bakugo spreads and twists his fingers getting Izuku as open as he can with just the three digits and his tongue. The tips of his fingers graze that spot that drives Izuku insane and he cries out in pleasure. Bakugo prods at his prostate making Izuku beg for more.
“Please please please Kacchan!! Want you inside! Fuck me please!!!” he sobs.
Bakugo pulls back chuckling, he slaps his cock on Izuku’s hole teasingly. “You want this cock baby?” Izuku starts to whimper but is cut off when Bakugo slides inside his wet tight hole. “It’s yours, all yours. I’m yours and you’re all mine. You’re fucking perfect.”
Izuku moans, his head falls back in pleasure and his eyes flutter shut but Bakugo is having none of that. He grips Izuku’s hair again forcing him to look straight into the mirror, “What did I say huh?! I said to fucking watch yourself! See how pretty you look when I’m fucking you senseless! See how gorgeous you are!” he barks angrily.
Bakugo takes no time easing in before he begins thrusting hard into Izuku again and again the lube squelching between them with each thrust. Izuku moans and sobs from the rough thrusts. Izuku can’t deny that there’s a certain beauty in the man that looks back at him in the mirror. He looks completely debauched mascara running down his face and his eyes lidded in lust, cheeks flushed, and his mouth gaping open his lips swollen red from arousal. A hand wraps around his throat and the way he looks when he gasps for air and how right Bakugo’s hand looks there is mesmerizing. A second hand wraps around his face sticking 3 fingers in his mouth pulling his cheek to the side, his mouth open and drooling all over Bakugo’s hand and getting all over his face. Damn, he really does look like a porn star. He looks up just above his own reflection in the mirror and sees Bakugo’s reflection behind him he sees the intense and adoring way his boyfriend stares at Izuku’s reflection looking entranced and enamored with Izuku in awe of him and when Izuku looks back at his own reflection he feels truly beautiful. ‘I’m pretty!’ He tries to cry out but it comes out like “mm pre-yyy!” because of the fingers in his mouth.
Bakugo removes his fingers from his mouth grabbing his hip instead to keep Izuku onto his thrusts hard and deep. “What was that baby?”
“I’m pretty!” Izuku sobs bouts of tears joining his wet slobbery face “'m sorry! I’m beautiful! Love the way I look when you fuck me!” His body shakes with his cries or perhaps his impending orgasm. His self-praise seems to please Bakugo and he hits that perfect spot dead on and furiously rough just the way Izuku likes it.
“Yes baby, so fucking pretty, god damn gorgeous. So happy you see it too. Wanna make the way you look right now my fucking phone wallpaper. Wanna hang it on my wall. God, I love you. I love everything about you. Wanna dress you up in a million pretty little outfits just like this so you never forget how stunning you are. Fuck you in front of this mirror every fucking day.”
Izuku whines ridiculously turned on.
“You’re getting close aren’t you baby?”
Izuku nods frantically “Yes yes! Please let me cum please!” he begs.
Bakugo laughs amused by how desperate and drunk Izuku gets on his cock. “Mmm, not yet baby. I’m gonna count down from 10 and then you can come.” Izuku whines in protest making adorable whimpers. “Be a good boy and hold it for me, baby. You know I’ll take care of you.”
Izuku nods obediently even though his body shivers in need and the struggle to not cum.
“10” Bakugo spanks his right cheek making Izuku cry out in pleasure and pain.
“9,” Bakugo swiftly spanks harder on the left cheek as Izuku shudders and sobs, drool continuously falling from his mouth mixing with the tears painting his face.
“8,” Bakugo grips his hair pulling Izuku up so his back is against his chest letting Izuku see how pretty he looks in the outfit. “So beautiful baby” he murmurs in his ear, “look so sexy in that.”
“7,” he whispers in his ear grazing the edge of his teeth down the cartilage before nipping at the lobe harshly.
“6,” those teeth travel down the side of Izuku’s neck over his pulse point beating rapidly. Bakugo then licks a stripe up the same column.
“5,” he sinks his teeth into the flesh on his neck and sucks marking his claim on the skin so everyone will see and know Izuku is his and know how good he makes his boyfriend feel. Izuku moans practically vibrating from the thought and the need to cum. Bakugo keeps pounding into him at an unbearable pace that makes him see stars.
“I’m trying, I’m trying, Kacchan but I’m so close, I don’t think I can hold it, I’m sorry! please please please!”
Bakugo growls into is neck. Izuku is trying so hard not to cum for him, it’s adorable. Bakugo grips the base of Izuku’s shaft stopping him from being able to cum. “Not. Yet.” he growls in his ear but praises him for how hard he’s trying, “I’m so proud of you baby. You’re doing so good.”
Izuku nods his head furiously “Wan wanna be good for Kacchan,” he whines.
Bakugo smiles fondly “You are baby. You’re so good for me, so perfect, so beautiful.”
“4,” he uses his other hand to pull aside the lace covering Izuku’s left nipple and begins to pinch, twist, and play with the bud.
“KA! Kacchan! So good sooooo goooood, you make me feel incredible!” he moans sounding completely wrecked.
“3. You’re doing so good baby. You have no idea how proud I am. How mesmerizing you are. You see how beautiful you are?” He brings his thumb and pointer finger to Izuku’s mouth to suck which Izuku immediately complies with greedily, wrapping his tongue around the digits soaking them in his saliva. Bakugo brings those fingers back down to keep playing with Izuku’s nipple driving the greenette insane with the need to cum.
“2. When I say one I want you cumming screaming that you’re Kacchan’s beautiful slutty doll. Let me hear it one time for practice.” He rasps in Izuku’s ear trying to stop his own orgasm which is building rapidly from excitement and pleasure. Izuku whimpers. Bakugo tsks “Say it or I won’t let you cum brat,” he warns.
“I’m Kacchan’s beautiful slutty doll!” He whines the tears, snot, and saliva rolling down his neck at this point looking like a debauched mess.
Bakugo groans at the words coming out of his perfect boyfriend's mouth. He’s so proud of him, so entranced by him. He knows this isn’t a permanent fix for his boyfriend's insecurity issues but it will have to do for now. He knows Izuku feels beautiful looking in the mirror right now he can see it in his eyes even if Izuku feels shy admitting it. Bakugo’s heart swells with pride and relief at that look in Izuku’s eyes.
“1,” Bakugo releases the base of Izuku’s cock, and Izuku shrieks way louder than he should as Bakugo fucks him through the throws of his orgasm white hot cum spurting violently out Izuku’s cock.
“I’m Kacchan’s beautiful slutty doll! I’m Kacchan’s beautiful slutty doll!” he repeats in shouts like a mantra shaking in the aftershocks.
Bakugo’s gonna cum he can feel it and he knows he’s going to cum hard. He pulls out of Izuku them both groaning at the loss of their connection. Izuku looks fucked out and confused wondering why Bakugo isn’t filling him with his seed like usual but Bakugo quickly spins Izuku around “Gonna cum on that pretty face of yours,” he isn’t asking, he’s telling him. Izuku scurries into position under Bakugo’s cock as he cums all over his beautiful already beyond-messy face.
Bakugo pants as his eyes travel down the sight of Izuku in awe. “Can I record you baby? You look so pretty I wanna remember this forever.”
Izuku blushes but nods his head shyly.
Bakugo starts recording zooming in on Izuku’s face and dragging a finger down the mix of fluids covering his cheeks bringing a blob of the snot, saliva, and cum into Izuku’s mouth. Izuku sucks every last drop around his finger greedily hollowing his cheeks and sucking fiercely, Bakugo can’t help but groan “Stand up baby. Show the camera how pretty you look in that outfit.” Izuku starts to stand but almost falls from how wobbly his legs are but Bakugo catches him with one hand just in time. Bakugo chuckles with devious pride knowing he fucked the control out of Izuku’s legs. He holds Izuku’s hand with one of his own while the other records Izuku spinning around to show off his outfit. “Mmm, so beautiful baby. I’m so proud of you. You’re perfect,” he rumbles proudly in his deep almost scratchy voice. Izuku’s smile beams and it’s absolutely blinding and gorgeous under the mix of fluids. Bakugo brings the two of them in front of the mirror Bakugo stands behind Izuku so the camera can see the way Bakugo holds him and kisses his neck while Izuku’s legs shake. “Say bye to the camera, precious.” Izuku giggles before waving bye in the mirror for the camera to capture