Bakugou let the warm water run down his body, closing his eyes and enjoying the feeling. The steam rose in the room, fogging the mirror to the point your reflection was nothing but blurry. His thoughts wandered to Midoriya on the floor, hands on his knees. The outfit hugged him so beautifully. The thin seethough lace showing off his pink nipples, the hard pink buds were the first thing he saw when he walked inside. His head fell down, looking at his cock as it grew harder. "Fuckin' Deku." He whispered, wrapping his fingers around his length firmly. His slowly pumped his fist, his eyebrows furrowing, his eyes narrowing and his nose scrunching up. He let out soft grunts, biting his lip roughly. The thought of Midoriyas soft lips wrapping around his tip drew him closer and closer to climax. He leaned against the wall and continued to let his hands beat his member, rubbing it rough and fast. His legs felt weak as the white liquid came from his tip, washing down the drain slowly. He switched off the water and stepped out, the water dripping down his body, running to the floor before he grabbed the towel and wrapped it around his waist. The sweet smell of dinner flooding past him in the hall as he stepped out of the bathroom, his wet, blonde hair sticking to his skin, droplets of water sticking to his short strands.

"Kacchan!" Midoriya called from downstairs "Kacchan, dinner!" He smiled, setting the food on the table. Bakugou looked at his undressed body and smirked to himself, making his way down the stairs to meet his lovers. A dark smile tugged his lips when he noticed Midoriya look at him, the 5'5 boys cheeks flushed a dark red. "K-Kacchan, shouldn't you get dressed?" He stammered.

"Me? Look at yourself, Deku." He crossed his arms, sitting at the table. He chewed on his lip and watched Midoriya go to sit, he ran his tongue over his teeth before grabbing his small wrist, pulling him into his lap. He made sure to sit him in a place where the slightest squirm would rub his clit against the blondes growing bulge beneath the towel. He hoped the strange fabric on the towel would add a little bit of friction. "Dinner looks amazing, doesn't it, Todoroki?" Bakugou smiled, leaning forward to take a spoonful. "N-Ngh.." was a small noise that came from Midoriyas lips, he felt the boy squirm in his lap.

Midoriya wiggled his hips, the small spikes on the towel mixed with Bakugous hardening cock pressing against his clit was something he couldn't resist rubbing against. He breathed heavily, eyes half lidded as he tried to avoid Todorokis glance. "Don't cum." The half-half boy reminded him. "We dont want to have to punish you later."

Midoriya swallowed a lump in his throat, nodding weakly. His eyes widened as he felt Bakugou roughly grab his hips, lifting him up ever so slowly. "Look at this.." he whispered, turning Deku to face him. He ran a finger between his pinkish walls, nubbing the swollen clit. "So wet." He teased "You want me~?" He purred, leaning down and removing the fabric from his breast, flicking his tongue over the small nipple. He lowered Midoriya onto his tip, feeling the boy tighten and loosen around him many times "More, Kacchan, please.." he whispered, trying to lower himself. He wiggled his hips the best he could. His eyes shot open when he felt himself drop, he sucked in a deep breath, gasping and mewling in pain and pleasure. He laid his chin on Bakugous shoulder, whimpering and whining softly as he noticed his boyfriends jaw moving, showing he was eating and not showing him attention whatsoever. He wiggled his thighs, circling the erect c0ck inside him. The more he thought about not cumming, the more he wanted too. The fact he'd been denied all day he wanted it more, he needed it.

But, he wasnt allowed it.