Dance

A/N The ninth day of Christmas won't make me cry, right? 😅

Deku runs into my room as if the flames of hell are after him but at this point I'm used to it. I rolled my eyes at him, not even getting up from my desk when I heard Raccoon Eyes calling for the Nerd from out in the hallway. Without having to turn around I already know that Deku was probably crawling under my bed to hide and after a few seconds Raccoon Eyes barges into my room as if she owns the place.

"Get the fuck out of my room," I glared at her, plenty pissed that she somehow thinks she has a right to come in here without permission. This happens all the damn time and I'm about to lose my fucking shit.

"Bakubabe, have you seen Midobabe?" She tries to walk her ass past me, making me even more irritated.

Instead of answering I picked up my phone and called Aizawa Sensei.

"What?" Came his tired and irritated voice.

"Get Raccoon Eyes out of my room before I have to scrape her out. If boys aren't allowed in the girls rooms then girls aren't allowed in the boys rooms!" I hissed before hanging up. I hate that hypocritical rule so fucking much. Like how does it even make any sense? Are they really trying to pretend that girls can't sexually harass or assault men but at the same time "all" men do it to women. Bullshit. All of it is complete and utter bullshit.

"Bakubabe you didn't need to call Sensei for something so petty," she whined but I just pointed to the fucking door. "Fine, fine, I'll go but when you find Midobabe tell him that I will find out the truth eventually," she giggled, opening the door to find Aizawa Sensei standing there.

"Ashido, how many times have we talked about you going into the boys rooms? I am aware that most of the boys don't mind but unless there is a group activity like a study session there is no reason a boy and a girl should be alone in a bedroom," he started lecturing the moment he opened his mouth.

"Sensei, Bakubabe is obviously gay though!" She tried to defend herself and I was ready to slam the door in her face but I froze at that.

"WHAT IN THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" I demanded but she just shrugged before repeating that it was obvious and before I could set off an explosion in her face Aizawa Sensei used his capture scarf to push me back in my room and my door was closed before I could actually react. I ended up setting off several explosions to try and calm down but it wasn't helping. I locked the door before going back to my desk to sit down and try and calm down.

"What the fuck have I done to be obviously gay?" I grumbled to myself but no matter what I can't think of anything that should be classified as gay behavior so what the fuck is she on about?

"Does being gay upset you?" Deku asked nervously and I barely glanced up to see him coming out of my closet and not from under the bed. Probably for the best, I have a lot of shit down there right now.

"What the fuck did I do to be obviously gay?" I asked him and he just cocked an eyebrow up at my question. "I mean sure I'm gay but that's not the point. Whose business is it that I'm gay or not? Shouldn't that be up to me and my partner if I even get one?" I turned back to my desk to try and focus on our homework assignment but it feels impossible now.

"Is it really that obvious that I'm gay?" I turned to look at Deku who was currently looking me up and down but it doesn't feel weird, never has.

"I didn't think so. I've been debating on if I was right or not for a few years now," he chuckled a little embarrassed.

"What do you mean?" Now he has my whole attention. He knew? Since when?

"Well, I'm gay. Actually I'm pansexual but that's besides the point. Anyway, I've taken to liking more guys than girls lately so I was curious if I was actually gay instead and since you're the one I like the most it's hard to tell, for me anyway, if you were gay or straight. Kind of nice to know that you are actually gay. It gives me a chance, even if it is slim to none," he shrugged as if he didn't just say all that out loud.

"You like me?" I asked before giving him the same up and down he just did me. The fact that his clothes were all ruffled and his hair tossed in all directions did nothing to distract from the sculpted bulging muscles, if anything it helped to highlight the fact since his shirt was still pulled up a little showing off his abs. I'm far from disappointed but how should I react right now?

"What was Raccoon Eyes chasing you for anyway?" I asked but my eyes didn't leave his exposed skin until he pulled his shirt back down again.

"She accidentally heard me talking about trying to teach myself how to dance in middle school. Now she wants to see how well I do. She is acting like I lied to her about not being able to dance but then again I guess I did kind of. I just can't freestyle like she can," he groaned before plopping onto my bed. I pretended to not notice while I rolled my eyes at him but now I'm curious. What kind of dancing is it if it's not freestyling?

"What kind of dancing is it?" I finally caved and asked, turning to look at him just to see him blush.

"Oh, um well to be honest I didn't know what kind of dance it was while I was learning it," he fidgeted but now I'm even more curious. "Do you want to see? I don't think you would judge me for it," he was still fidgeting, his fingers were almost knotting themselves together and I'm pretty sure they would have if not for his bones, then again he's broken them so many times he just might succeed.

I turn so he has my whole focus and motion for him to go ahead. He nodded as if accepting his fate and pulled out his phone before putting on some music that I never thought he would listen to. There weren't any words but it wasn't hard to figure out that it was supposed to be sensual, maybe even sexual in nature.

There was a pole close to my bed that I usually use to hang a punching bag off of but I recently broke it so it was empty. Deku slowly walked over to it and suddenly I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He turned half away sliding a hand from his knee and up along his ass before he stepped around it so his spine was pressed against the bar. One hand above his head and another below his ass before he started rubbing and grinding on the thing. His eyes shut for most of the performance but when he did open his eyes they were looking straight at me and I felt a wave of desire shiver through me.

I'm not an expert on pole dancing, not by a long shot but if the fact he was able to hold himself perfectly horizontal means nothing else it sure as fuck told me how strong he was now. I sure as fuck can't do that shit. I had to close my legs to try and hide how turned on I was when he slid himself down the pole as if he couldn't get enough and then the song ended and he released the pole and I don't know how to feel about this.

"See what I mean? I can't show Ashido that," he was a little out of breath and I am still trying to cross my legs and look natural which I'm pretty sure I'm failing at but I nod anyway.

"So what made you learn how to do that in the first place?" I asked while trying not to openly stare at his disheveled appearance but it wasn't helping my situation regardless.

"I typed in, learn how to dance, and that and lap dancing popped up," he groaned and I bit my bottom lip.

"Does that mean you can lap dance too?" Fuck, now I sound out of breath and I could hear him chuckle at my question.

"Yeah, I wasn't smart enough to learn my lesson the first time," he closed his eyes but the way he was smiling only made things harder for me before he sat straight up and I have to wonder just how hard he has trained his abs to be able to do that.

"I can show you if you want? It's kind of nice to actually be able to do it without being judged considering how long I studied it," he actually looks hopeful and I have to break it to him. I have to, I would be the villain if I didn't tell him.

"Deku, I-," I started but he had already turned on some more music and suddenly his ass was right in front of me and I fell silent. There is no way in hell he didn't notice my hard on while he lightly grinded on me, my dick was all but sitting up straight and the only reason it wasn't was because the material of my pants was holding it down.

"It's okay to touch if you want," I already know what I'm doing," he whispered in my ear and I did just that. The light moan he gave in response to my touch almost had me pull away until he pulled my hands back and held them against him. "Touch me," he whispered and holy fuck how am I supposed to ignore that? Just how? I pulled him down on my lap letting out a small groan of my own when he pushed down on my throbbing dick, my hands on his waist helping to guide him so he was sliding up and down the length of my shaft and I was left panting for air.

The song ended but he didn't get up and I didn't let him go. "You're very good," I whispered, my eyes not leaving his lips now that he is so very close. "I don't want anyone else to see you dance like that," I almost mumbled but he let out a giggle that caught my attention again.

"I'd be happy to dance for you again though," he grinned and even though I know he was obviously flirting with me I couldn't help myself. I learned forward and kissed him, pausing at the last second only for him to push forward instead. He tastes like mocha, sweet and creamy with just enough bittersweet to make him addictive. I closed my eyes and let myself sink into the sea of new emotions and sensations I don't even know when he got off my lap and picked me up.

"Tell me when to stop," his whisper almost sounded panicked but he dived back in for another deeper kiss and I felt my pants fall down, leaving me bare. I wrapped a leg around his waist and suddenly my back was on the bed and I felt something wet. I opened my eyes to see what it was but he was already lining up and I could feel him pressing against me. My back arched and I felt him slide in.

His mouth found mine and just as suddenly neither of us could hold still, our lips, our arms, our hands, my legs, we reached for each other, pulling each other in. Squeezing, holding, scratching, pushing, thrusting, everything and even though I was trying I couldn't keep quiet but neither could he. Even when he pulled out I couldn't be disappointed because within seconds I was in his mouth and when he made me cum he cleaned me up just so he could push in again. Hours passed us by and even with us gasping for air we didn't let up until I couldn't let him go and he pinned me down and slammed into me. By the time we finished I couldn't move and judging from how he barely pulled out before collapsing back on top of me I'm pretty sure he was the same way.

"I would have done that forever ago if I knew you were so open to it," Deku was still breathing heavily and I couldn't help laughing at the absurdity of it all.

"Fuck yeah," I was barely audible but now we were both laughing. He had to help me to the shower and by the time we were all cleaned up and dressed there was a knock on the door. I let out a groan but Deku gave me a light kiss before double checking that there weren't any hickeys showing and opened the door only to slam it shut again.

"It's Ashido," he explained but I could have guessed that from all her screeching in the hallway. I still couldn't stop myself from laughing before motioning him over and now that the door was locked he climbed into my clean bed and we gently cuddled each other, snuggling close before falling asleep.

***

"BAKUBABE! How could you?" Raccoon Eyes demanded the moment she came downstairs and found me in the kitchen. Deku ducked under the table before she could see him and slowly made his way around it while she kept coming towards me. "You KNEW I was looking for Midobabe! Why didn't you tell me he was in your room? You should help your friends out especially when they are hunting someone!"

"The fact you even called it hunting makes me wonder what you were going to do to him once you caught him," I groaned before Deku gave me a wink and slipped out of the kitchen and left me alone with the infuriated gumball that calls me her friend.

"So what? I wasn't going to hurt him!" She quickly denied and I gave her a look that showed exactly what I thought about that. I mean sure she wouldn't hurt him on purpose but she would interrogate him until he caved in and then I could see the whole school knowing that Deku could not only pole dance but lap dance too. No thanks.

"Leave Deku alone, it's only something for him and it's limited in its use. He can't freestyle to save his life," I sighed as if she were being insane, which she is but still.

"You knew!?!" Now she is badgering me but I'm not even upset, not after last night. I ignored her only giving her a glare when she crossed the line and she back-pedaled a bit until I removed my glare. It wasn't long before it was time for class and she had to run back to her room because she wasn't dressed yet. I found Deku outside with his friends and I grabbed him, pulling him along as I walked by loving how he squeaked in surprise only to call out an apology to his friends. Not that any of them actually knew why I was dragging him away. They were probably thinking about Raccoon Eyes' outburst this morning and therefore I would logically take my anger out on him. Which isn't all wrong.

Once we were out of sight from the rest of the class I pulled him in for a kiss. "How long are we going to hide this?" He asked and I shrugged.

"However long you want. I'm good with them knowing if you are," I love how he beamed a smile at me and his arms went around my neck in the next instant for him to give me another kiss.

"Do I actually want to know?" Aizawa Sensei's voice almost spooked me but I just turned and smiled.

"No," Deku answered, full of smiles.

"At least you answered," he motioned us in class and the day began. We did manage to keep a low profile until lunch when he decided he wanted to sit in my lap like a few of the girls in romantic relationships did and he was more than happy to tease me with my food until it was time to leave. We could easily hear our classmates asking if we were hit with a quirk but neither of us answered them. They don't need to know.

The end.