Back to Tokyo

Red didn't say anything on the way back to my apartment, he just would look at me sometimes and smile. When he walked me up to my door I turned to say goodbye only he suddenly decided to talk. "Do you think you and Bakubro will get together now?" I giggle a little at the way his eyes are dancing with the question. "I couldn't say for sure. I'm not in the habit of letting my feelings decide things and I haven't done as much thinking about it as maybe I should seeing as how two weeks ago I was told it was impossible." He rubs the back of his neck, looking awkwardly adorable. "I've never seen him the way he is around you, so when he says he loves you I believe him. I mean he's had a couple of crushes, but those girls never felt the same I guess. I'm not even sure he's kissed anyone before today." My cheeks flush pink as I confess that we kissed two weeks ago and he becomes even more excited. "I knew you caught his attention on the first day, the way he grumbled about everything, yet never tried to get out of spending the time with, just wanted a break. Then at the party he kept you from pretty much everyone as much as he assumed to be socially acceptable. When you told me you didn't think he wanted us talking I was surprised you already realized some of the ways he was showing he liked you. I debated flirting harder to get him to admit his feelings, but it never came to that." I look at him as the realization of what he just said hits me, this whole time he's been flirting with me and I never noticed. Is he that awful at flirting or was I just so into Bakugo I never noticed? "You're a good friend." I give him a smile before entering my apartment.

Once I get in my apartment I change into shorts and a tee shirt before sitting on my couch staring at my phone trying to decide if I should call or text Bakugo now or try to think about things then contact him when my phone suddenly goes off with a notification.

"Are you busy?"

"No, was just wondering if I should text you."

"If you wanna talk my hands are going to be busy packing, could go faster if you helped. Would you please?"

"The next train to Tokyo leaves in 15 minutes. I can be on it and be at the station near your place 40 minutes later."

"I'll pick you up out front."

I take a quick look at myself in the mirror, throw my hair up in a bun, wash my face and dash out of the door heading to the station. The entire ride there I keep smiling to myself like an idiot, butterflies in my stomach. I keep thinking back to the way he kissed me this morning, it was like he was trying to pour everything he felt into that one moment. God I want to kiss him again so bad, I can still taste him on my mouth. The closer we get the more nervous I start to feel. Red seems to think that Bakugo has no real experience just because he's never dated anyone publicly, but I get the feeling he has no idea what he's talking about. Not like me, I dated Jason for almost two years and I was always so busy with school we only ever had sex a few times. Not to mention I never really thought much about it, I thought I was just an oddball that didn't crave sex, maybe Jason just didn't spark my interest enough because right now all I can think about is how it would feel to have sex with Bakugo. From what I could tell from his dick being between my thighs a couple of weeks ago his is bigger than Jason's and that both terrifies and excites me. I notice an older woman staring at me like I'm disgusting pulling me from my train of thought and I realize I'm breathing heavy, panting even. Jesus fuck, he's not even here and I'm acting this way. This was a bad idea, how the hell am I supposed to think about what I want and what I'm willing to put up with to have it if all I can think about is him ripping my clothes off me and fucking me until I can't move. Not to mention he has to actually pack and move all his stuff in three days-time.

When I find Bakugo he's wearing a tight black tank top, camo shorts, and he's shoved a baseball hat over his head trying to hide his face along with a pair of dark grey sunglasses. He quickly walks me to his car, opens the door for me letting me in then rushes to the other side. "Sorry, I should have warned you. I got a lot of people approaching me after the interview so I'm trying to be inconspicuous." He looks at me when I don't respond and the first thing on my mind slips out "Inconspicuous, you look hot AF. You're out here serving up a full course meal of sex appeal to everyone at the station." His face flushes red and he grabs the steering wheel "Stop, I promised myself I would behave and that kind of talk isn't helping." Before he can even start the car I say the next thing I maybe should have kept to myself. "I just spent the last 40 minutes thinking about the way you kissed me and how much I want you." He drives off without a word just keeps his eyes on the road and drives. "You hungry? Thought I might make Udon." I pull my eyes away from his biceps and take in a deep breath trying to concentrate on the question. "I skipped breakfast, so I'm starving. I can help cook if you'd like." He just shakes his head. "You stay your ass far away from me until after we at least get some work done, otherwise we will likely make zero progress today. Been hard as shit since the second you looked at me like you wanted to tear all my clothes off."

I bite my lip and find my eyes staring at the giant tent in his pants. He's never going to be able to concentrate on cooking or packing in that state, so I lean over with a swiftness and move the fabric out of the way taking him into my mouth before he can say anything. "Fuck L/N, you don't have to do that." I lick the tip teasingly before I answer. "But I want to, now pay attention to the road." I shove him back into my mouth, barely able to open wide enough to accommodate his width, for sure unable to take his full length, I move my hand over and allow slobber to run from my mouth and down his shaft then start moving my hand along with my mouth, twisting my hand back and forth with each stroke. His moans and occasional "Oh Fuck's" driving me insane to the point I feel confident I should have brought a change of panties at the very least, hell maybe shorts too, I swear I'm leaking onto the man's car seat. "Shit I'm gonna cum" at his words I move my mouth to the tip and catch the load as it comes out, taking care not to let any drip out. When he's finished I suck at the tip to make sure it all comes with me, I realize he's parked out front of his building and staring at me so I open my mouth with a smile showing him the load before closing up and swallowing. "You taste really good actually."