The Challenge

"No," I smirked, enjoying how Deku was getting all fidgety in front of our class. Eventually he will lose his cool and everyone will finally see the Deku that I know.

"Kacchan..." he warned and I just repeated myself, our class doesn't actually know what is going on and as far as I'm concerned that is just fine. What isn't okay is that Deku is once again trying to get me to do something for the extras that I don't want to do.

The door opens and Aizawa Sensei and All Might come in and they have their own looks for whenever they see Deku and I together. Aizawa Sensei looks like he would rather a villain try to shoot him again, while All Might looks like a school kid that can't wait to hang out with the older kids, somehow we are the older kids. I know, dumb as hell but I'm just as much of a school kid in that scenario as All Might is, only in reverse so I'm not going to look at that too deeply.

"Bakugo, Katsuki," he hissed and all the blood in my body froze, both All Might and Aizawa Sensei froze, looked at each other shocked before turning around and shutting the door quietly as they left, leaving me to whatever hell I just created for myself.

"Deku?" I turned my focus to the angry greenette in front of me.

"Is there a reason you have to fight me on every little thing?" He was practically biting each word as they came out and it was not helping me to calm down. I thought about it for a minute, our classmates weren't close enough to hear us and as much as I like how cute he gets when he's angry I also like living so.

Confession time.

I leaned forward so that my mouth was next to his ear and whispered, "Because you are so cute when you try to act all innocent but you're fucking hot when you stop acting." I pulled away to see the damage that I'd done only to see him glaring at me, his eyes lit up an electric green but his face was still set.

And it is killing my gay heart to see him looking so hot. I bit my lower lip, refusing to back down from his gaze and he seemed to figure out that I was actually being serious.

"Are you serious?" Well, I guess I was too early for that last thought. I nodded and answered him anyway and he seemed to be deep in thought but I didn't leave, just waiting for him to come to whatever conclusion that he would.

"Then what if I gave you what you wanted without you doing all of this?" He asked, focusing on me again, catching my interest.

"Oh? Do you know what I want?" I teased but he still didn't back down. Instead he grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me out of class. We walked right by All Might and Aizawa Sensei who were still hiding in the hallway but they didn't say a word to stop us either. It's the end of the day and we had all been released before this whole ordeal so it's not like we were skipping class or anything.

We left the building and he pulled me all the way back to the dorms, confusing me more but regardless I followed him anyway. It wasn't until we were walking towards the elevator when Deku finally said anything at all but it only seemed to confuse me more.

"We're going to your room," he hit the button for the elevator.

"Why?" I tried to study him but he wasn't looking at me at all.

"Because you won't go to my room," he answered as if it was a fact.

"I'd rather go to your room," I huffed and I heard him grumble about me just being difficult but he changed direction anyway, leading me to his room. Once we were inside I was surprised at the lack of All Might merch, he was down to one signed poster and one plushie from when we were kids. Otherwise his room was normal.

I walked in, still waiting for him to explain what he was planning but the fact that when Round Face had tried to talk to him, he gave her the cold shoulder instead, well I'm in a good mood. Deku closed and I heard the door lock, making me spin around to glare at him. He knows for a damn fact that I don't like being locked up anywhere.

He however didn't pay me any attention and instead just put down his bag and started undoing his tie and getting changed from our uniforms as if I weren't here at all.

"Oi Deku, what are you-," I stopped, he had taken off his shirt and I was now looking at his rippling muscles, riddled with scars and just the lightest shine of sweat from the fast pace of walking here. He turned to face me, he must have forgotten I was here, why else would he be stripping in front of me like this?

Instead he took off his belt and his bright green eyes were focused on me. Belt still in hand he walked towards me and I took a step back with each one until I crashed onto the bed, when there wasn't anywhere else to go.

"I'm giving you what you want, well I'm also taking what I want in the process," he answered shrugging at the end, he started unbuttoning my shirt and I just froze under him.

"Don't worry, you can stop me any time you want," he looked up in my eyes, letting his eyes soften for just a moment before returning to what he was doing, damn those eyes will be the end of me.

"Deku, what do you want?" I asked, trying to swallow the lump in my throat but it wasn't going the way that I wanted. He ignored me for a while, taking my shirt off of me before undoing my belt and unbuttoning my pants. This isn't normal! But I couldn't bring myself to stop him either.

"You," he whispered while tying his belt around my wrists and securing them to the bed.

"What?" My eyes widened in disbelief and shock but he just finished what he was doing before stepping away and when I pulled at my hands I found that I wasn't going anywhere. What the hell is going on?

"I said you. I want you and if you are really screwing with me this much because you want me too, well then I'm taking it," Deku smirked at me before crawling up on the bed and settling himself between my legs and I'm thanking whatever god there is that he didn't take my pants off already.

What the hell am I actually thinking right now? I'm thankful that he hasn't stripped my pants from me? Fuck that!

"You know most people start with holding hands and kisses," I smirked up at him but his gaze just looked dangerous.

"We used to hold hands as kids, even give small kisses but you refused to let me anywhere near you for so long. Is that what you want? Kisses and hand holding?" Deku looked at me curiously but I shook my head.

"What I want isn't innocent," I licked my upper lip enjoying how he was showcasing himself, his muscles on full display and he still had his pants unbuttoned as if he were stopped from taking them off in the first place.

"Then it's okay to have sex?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at me, still just watching what all I do.

"Yes, now how long are you going to make me wait?" I teased only for his pants to drop to the floor and he climbed up onto the bed with me again and started trailing kisses everywhere, distracting me from him stripping me the rest of the way. His gentle but firm touches drove me insane but when he started applying the lube that got all of my attention.

"Relax, I'll go slow," he whispered and it's only now that I noticed how tense I was. He could clearly see how nervous I was so he decided to do something else to distract me. He licked my cock from the base all the way to the tip and my whole body jerked at that. I felt him push a finger inside but with another lick it was difficult to figure out which one was more stimulating. He pushed a second finger inside and sucked my head into his mouth, between him lightly thrusting his fingers and his tongue exploring my length I could feel my body clenching and relaxing over and over again.

"Mmm," he moaned and my body jerked again at the vibrations. "I like this," he pulled away to mumble before taking me in his mouth again.

"Fuck, Deku stop! I'm going to cum," I hissed, no matter how hard I pulled my hands were stuck above my head but instead I could feel his tongue sliding along my shaft while he sucked and drooled on me, his fingers now pounding into me. "Yes!" My hips bucked forward and I heard him grunt in surprise, my cum shooting into his mouth but he didn't pull away. Fuck if anything he got more into it, licking, sucking swallowing around me.

"You're so sweet, Kacchan," Deku sounded shocked and I don't blame him. I am well aware that cum is supposed to be bitter and salty and because of my quirk I am sweet instead. Go figure.

"I might never let you go," he mumbled before taking me in his mouth again. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! He didn't stop his sweet torture until he was ready to thrust in and by then he had already made me cum three times. He pushed in with little to no resistance, my moans gasping out of me somehow seemed to turn him on more. He filled me, leaving no room for anything else, his cock filled all of me. Then his thrust, slow at first but that didn't last long, not with the way I was thrashing under him.

"YES!" I all but screeched out, my body barely holding together as it was, his hands on my hips tilted me just right and I was screaming out, my hips spasming, my back arched. He didn't stop, he refused to stop, his thrust growing more wild, I couldn't calm down, my body demanding more of his sweet torture and he just kept giving it. The lube helped him to slide in and out again and again, his lips and teeth teasing the hell out of anything they could reach whether it was my mouth and lips or chest he didn't complain. And then he slammed himself inside of me, his body shaking at the explosiveness, his quirk going off around us now that his mind was totally blank.

The sticky mess between us reminded us we couldn't stay like this but damn it, I don't want to let him go.

"Untie my hands," I demanded, my voice hoarse and sore now but after just a few seconds he reached up and slipped the hard material off of me, the deep red marks left on my skin from trying to yank them out for so long very visible and probably would be for a while, hours at least.

"Who knew you would be so kinky," I would have muttered but he started pulling out and I quickly grabbed him, pulling him back to me. "Not yet," I whispered. I can't let him go yet, for once my body doesn't feel like I'm at war with myself and I just want to stay here for as long as I can.

"I was a little worried your quirk would go off if you were too excited, but it never did," he smiled at me but I didn't let him go. I think he'll pull out the moment that I do and no, just no.

"My quirk was going off almost the whole time, just not like it usually does," I smirked at him but I now had his attention so I explained. "My quirk is my sweat and you were practically bathing in it. Don't be surprised if you don't go soft for a while," I chuckled a little but Deku started kissing my chest and slowly making his way up my neck and then to my ear.

"Does that mean I can keep going?" He asked, his tongue licking up the edge of my ear sending a shiver through me and straight to my libedo.

"Fuck yes," I moaned before turning my head so that our lips could meet in a kiss. His tongue invading my mouth I hugged him to me until he pulled out just a little and thrusted back in again making my back arch again but I only pulled away from his kiss for a moment before coming back again.

"I'm really not going to let you go," he muttered but I ignored it, preferring for our tongues to meet and silence any other musings he might have had. I am more than okay with him not letting me go anytime soon.

***

"Bakugo, care to tell me why you weren't in your room last night?" I looked up to see Aizawa Sensei glaring at me and instead of me getting mad or defensive I just pointed behind me before answering.

"I was in his room," I turned back to my book on defensive handholds and the correct way to apply them, not giving our teacher a second look. Deku had kept me up all night long and he had to help me get up this morning. I was so stiff. But once I got moving again it wasn't so bad. Keeping Deku's hands off of me while I stretched on the other hand was impossible. I ended up giving in and he massaged me while I moved which has its own set off problems but still.

"You were in Midoriya's room and you two didn't fight?" He looked at me skeptically, I can't blame him for that though.

"No fights," I answered, getting annoyed that he was interrupting my free study time. This is the best time to research new fighting styles and study them but of course he can't just let things go.

"Midoriya? Did you two fight?" He turned his attention away from me so I could focus again. Until Deku answered of course.

"Nope, we were getting along, I plan to do it again tonight," I spun around in my seat so fast that Deku's notebook flipped a page.

"Again!?!"

"Aren't you the one that always says you can take anything I throw at you," he shrugged, smirking at me, "Bakugo," my blood pressure dropped at the use of my actual name. The challenge.

"Fuck it. You're on!"

End.