Bakugo’s apartment was a mess, as usual. Clothes were strewn about the living room, empty pizza boxes littered the coffee table, and the faint smell of sweat hung in the air. But Izuku didn’t mind. He was too busy trying to concentrate on the video game in front of him.
“Come on, Midoriya, you’re gonna lose if you don’t hurry up!” Bakugo shouted, his eyes glued to the screen.
Izuku just smirked and kept his eyes focused on the game. “Easy for you to say, Kacchan. You’re the one who keeps getting distracted.”
Bakugo scoffed and threw a pillow at Izuku. “Shut up, I’m not distracted. I’m just letting you think you have a chance.”
Izuku rolled his eyes but couldn’t help but laugh. Bakugo’s competitive nature was one of the things he found most endearing about him. Well, that and his incredible muscles.
As the game went on, Bakugo became more and more agitated. He slammed his fists on the controller, gritted his teeth, and muttered curse words under his breath. Izuku, on the other hand, remained calm and focused. He knew he had a good chance of winning, as long as he kept his cool.
Finally, Bakugo couldn’t take it anymore. He threw his controller down on the couch and turned to Izuku, his eyes blazing with anger. “You think you’re so smart, don’t you?” he growled.
Izuku just smirked and leaned back in his chair. “I guess I just have better hand-eye coordination than you,” he said.
Bakugo’s anger turned to something else as he stared at Izuku. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was by Izuku’s confidence and cockiness. Without saying a word, Bakugo pulled Izuku to his feet and crushed their lips together in a passionate kiss.
Izuku was taken aback at first, but quickly melted into the kiss. He had always wondered what it would be like to kiss Bakugo, and now he knew. It was even better than he had imagined.
Bakugo roughly pushed Izuku up against the wall, his hands roaming over Izuku’s body. Izuku gasped as Bakugo’s fingers found their way under his shirt, teasing his nipples.
Bakugo pulled back and looked at Izuku, his eyes dark with desire. “You want this, don’t you?” he said, his voice low and husky.
Izuku nodded, unable to speak. He was never so turned on in his life.
Bakugo grinned and pulled Izuku towards his bedroom, stripping off their clothes as they went. Once they were in the bedroom, Bakugo pushed Izuku down onto the bed and climbed on top of him. He kissed Izuku deeply, their tongues dancing together.
Bakugo started to grind his hips against Izuku’s, their hard cocks rubbing together. Izuku moaned and wrapped his legs around Bakugo’s waist, pulling him closer.
Bakugo reached down and took Izuku’s cock in his hand, stroking it roughly. Izuku threw his head back and gasped, his hips bucking up to meet Bakugo’s hand.
Bakugo chuckled and leaned down to whisper in Izuku’s ear. “You like that, don’t you?” he said.
Izuku could only nod, completely lost in the pleasure. He had never felt anything like this before, and he never wanted it to end.
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