SPOILER!!!!

Nvm he’s dead :T

Also - his friend was attractive, he couldn’t deny that, but why were these images in his head so vivid? They shouldn’t be! HE shouldn’t think about his best bro that way! That wasn't manly at all!

He didn’t know if these thoughts were because of the lack of time for himself and his little fella down there, so all the images from porns he had watched started popping up with the image of his best friend? Kirishima knew he wasn’t straight for some time now.

hardening.
He pressed his forehead on the tiles in front of him.

“Get your shit together, Eijirou” he murmured to himself reaching for body soap. He analyzed everything that happened in the training, or more like what he was thinking about.

Shower after training was a need, no matter how light or hard it might’ve been - Kirishima was always in need of one, not because of the sweat or the smell, that was not a problem for him, at least he smelled manly! It was more of a need to relax his aching muscles that tend to stiffen from all

⚙️💥⚙️💥⚙️💥⚙️💥⚙️💥

Not because of the training, that was a piece of cake, but because of his weakening willpower. He let go of Bakugou’s straps, before he would do anything he would regret.

Just then his mind decided to play another trick on him. //Take him. Fuck him// the dark voice in his head whispered in his mind. He could feel how his hand started hardening. *Shit* he thought, sensing how dangerous this situation was.

He hated when Bakugou was this distant to him at times, sure, now they were at training so it was only normal that he got pissed by his recklessness.

“Watch out!” This time he reacted in time, grabbing Bakugou’s belt to yank him back so he wouldn’t get hit by another massive rock flying their way.

He smiled nervously at the blonde who only scoffed and said something under his nose, running ahead, leading red hair through training grounds. Kirishima tried to ignore the uneasy feeling bottling in his stomach, he felt bad by a thought itself that he fucked up again by his daydreaming.

"Oi! Shitty Hair" blonde's voice brought him back to reality. Right, training.

"Sorry!" he quickly answered hardening his arms to punch a rock that was flying straight at him. He saw Katsuki's expression, it wasn't too pleasent, he probably was annoyed at the redhead for zoning out.

He could put any and every money he had on the fact that Bakugou’s ass was soft and very nice to spank. Maybe it would even bruise under his hand..?

Nah, Bakugou had strong body, bruising it definietly wasn't that easy. He probably had to try very hard...

paying attention is embarrassing.

But can anyone blame him? Blonde’s little waist, strong muscular thighs that were hugged by harnesses he was wearing, all of it simply made Kirishima go dumb. “One chance” he thought to himself, if only he could grab these green pieces and grind on Katsuki’s ass.

CW:NSFW, bondage, KiriBaku, impact play, more added as it goes.

Kirishima wasn't a weak man by any means, especially not physically. But when it comes to Bakugou - he’s done for. The amount of times he has zoned out simply observing how his friend is training, nearly getting knocked out from not

I love it sm! Especially the eyes 😩💜💜💜

Oh OH! Shibari :3 (aka - bondage)
Breath play is ON THE TABLE
But also, hear me out - size difference 👀