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Hey girl, I'm in love with you
Bakugo had the redhead backed against the front door to his dorm, his arms pinned over his head, held in place by one of Bakugo's.
They had been making out roughly for at least a half hour now. Bakugo had a knee in between Kirishima's legs, a hand on his neck.
The blonde pressed his lips against the red-haired boy's again, passionately, like he was going to lose him like he did when he was kidnapped.
He began to work his way over to the boy's earlobe, which he would bite down on hard enough to draw blood. Blood the same color of his hair. He liked it that way.
Kirishima let out a muffled moan erupting from the back of his throat.
"Eijirou.," Bakugo whispered encouragingly, in a way that communicated his lust. He wanted more. He wanted to hear the redhead's voice.
He wanted Eijirou's voice to be the only thing he ever heard. For the rest of his life.
He didn't want to hear Aizawa speak once school resumed.
He didn't want to hear the noise of the newscaster's who couldn't stay the fuck out of Yuuei's business.
But most of all, he didn't want to hear the voice of All Might. Why did it have to be him? Out of everyone and everything-not even fucking Deku-
"Katsuki..I- I really love you," the red-haired boy whimpered as the blonde sucked on the wounds he left one by one.
Leaving saliva wet on Kirishima's skin, dripping down the back of neck.
"Ka-tsuk-i" Kirishima mewled, drawing out each syllable of the name. The name of the person he loved. The name of the person he admired. The name of the person he wanted to please.
So you can't believe a word they say
About the person I am today
Bakugo had already flung Kirishima's shirt off.
He was going to taste every inch of the body he was going to dominate.
He needed to. Kirishima stilled his deepest storms but made his mind rage at the same time.
He needed the boy in his life. He didn't need anything, or anyone else.
"It wasn't your fault, okay..? Please, Katsuki-" Bakugo took a bite of Kirishima's lower abdomen, striking the gash with his tongue repetitively.
Enough to overstimulate him with where his hands were and what they were doing.
The redhead wailed as Katsuki's hands crept lower and lower.
"It was my fault, Ei.."
If all else fails, just think instead
At least you know I'm good in bed
So trace the lines of my tattoos
Whisper that you love me too
"N-No it's not!"
"It is."
"Just-Ei.. please just, let me"
The blonde started to thrust into him harder.
"I love you, Eijirou."
"I-I love you Katsuki!! I always-will. I hope you know-know it!"
They think I suck
But I don't give a fuck
"You're the only one I need Ei"
"Everyone loves you and hope your okay, Katsuki."
"That isn't true and you know it." the blonde murmured in a small voice, almost defensively, "They all fucking suck anyways, no one else matters to me except you."
I give you bad advice because I'm bad at life.
"Kats-uki!"
He fell forward on the redhead. They were both panting hard. Kirishima curled into the other.
Katsuki's mouth was right near his ear, close enough for him to ask him to marry him.