his cheeks burn with the embarrassment of his admission. his words hang in the air like smoke, lingering and choking him, but bakugou picks up the pace and there's no time for kirishima to worry about his pride.

bakugou's gonna fuck it out of him anyways.

bakugou withdraws his hips and slams forward again, and stars explode in kirishima's vision. he wails in desperation, his jaw going slack and his tongue flopping out of his mouth. the words leave him before he can stop them.

"I'm your slut! And I LOVE being your slut, Katsuki!"

part of him wants to bury his face in the pillows and try to make it all go away, to refuse, to try and instinctually preserve whatever shred of dignity he still has left. but bakugou has a hold on him, and he isn't letting go.

"Yes," he cries, but that isn't enough. it isn't nearly enough, and kirishima knows it. he feels the lie in his bones and his blood and in his angrily-twitching cock.

he feels the lie in the red handprint bakugou puts on his ass, leaving kirishima gasping for breath.

kirishima hesitates, naturally, but bakugou *coaxes* it out of him. he ruts into kirishima with enough power to shake his bones. he knots his fingers into kirishima's hair and wrenches his hair back with vicious intent.

kirishima gasps, his throat raw and his voice strained.

he's relentless in his attempts. he curls his fingers into kirishima's muscles and slams into him sharply, making the beefy bottom squeal. bakugou just laughs, his teeth glinting in the dim light. "You love it, don't you? You're just my little slut, aren't you? Answer me."

i want bakugou's palm against kirishima's cheek, their skin cold with the first hint of snowy weather.

i want shorts giving way to sweatpants.

i want kirishima eagerly counting down the days till christmas, to the point of driving bakugou insane

i want kirishima baking and bakugou smiling, even if the attempt was way too ambitious. i want their apartment filled with the smell of apple-scented candles and their cold-weather coats hanging in the front of their closet just for easy access