To be a simple toy for the pretty blond that plagued his dreams and thoughts

Tbc.....Maybe?

How he wanted to be tied up and for the blond to ride him fast and hard, to edge him close to an orgasm, and Denki denying it.

He wanted to be used for Denki’s pleasure, to be praised and degraded.

He asked, and Bakugou could hear the hurt in his voice. “Shut up, you idiot. I’m not mad at you.” The taller blond replied as he made his way to the showers. He can’t tell Denki how much he wants to be treated like a dog by the blond.

“What?!” Katsuki growled, but Denki just stood there, hands on his hips, a tiny towel covering half his plush thighs and barely his round, bubbly ass.

“Okay, Kacchan! Why’re you being overly mean to me? Did I do something wrong?”

One afternoon, after a grueling training session with Aizawa-sensei, Kaminari had enough. He marched to where Bakugou was undressing to shower when Kaminari stood in front of him.

Bakugou couldn’t forget what he saw; every time the electric blond would try to touch him or talk to him, Bakugou would snarl and leave. Too aroused and confused to be touched, especially by the tiny blond...he wanted to be dominated by.

The taller boy that Bakugou couldn’t understand; it wasn’t like in any porn the explosive blond had watched. He quickly left; however, he saw when Shoji begged for release, and Kami smiled and let him.

Such power.

At least, that’s what he thought until he saw how curvaceous, tiny Kaminari dominated Shoji in the locker room. How the tiny blond controlled everything while being fucked to oblivion on Shoji’s massive cock. Bakugou couldn’t believe his eyes; the tiny blond had power over him.