#Bakugo x Kirishima

[rioviaa]

there is no heterosexual explanation for how soft and genuinely happy kirishima looks when he is either around or simply looking at bakugo

[gobitobi]

waking up with your boyfriends/husbands

reblogs, comments, and notes are much appreciated!!

based heavily off of yuzuya’s krbk series 😁

waking up with eijiro and katsuki is like a dream. katsuki’s usually a peaceful sleeper but can move around a bit, so you find his arm slung over your waist when you writhe awake. as for eijiro, he fell asleep holding you close to his chest but you now see him laying on his back, his messy, crimson hair slung across his white pillow, and his arms going two separate ways on the mattress.

you try to wiggle out from under katsuki’s massive arm when you feel that you have to use the restroom. but when you move an inch too much, his grip around you tightens and he yanks you back to the mattress and pulls him close to your chest.

“nuh-uh,” he mutters against the drool-glazed pillow as he secures you in his grasp. you chuckle, trying to push him off. “kats, i have to pee,” you say, attempting to hoist his muscular arm away from you but he won’t let up. he just pulls you closer, nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your morning scent.

you decide to give in and just lay there for a bit more until eijiro stirs awake. he turns to his side and his eyelids flutter open. the first thing he sees is you tucked in katsuki’s arms and he loves it.

eijiro reaches forward you and tucks you hair behind your ear then caresses your cheek. “good morning,” he says. (his morning voice sounds like pancakes istg) you return his smile and caress the back of his hand on your face. “good morning,” you reply.

katsuki’s arm shifts from under you and reaches out for eijiro’s huge arm. his burning red eyes aren’t even visible to the redhead yet because he has his face buried in the back of your shoulder. “c’mere,” he mutters, yoinking eijiro towards you both. the redhead chuckles and wraps his arms around you both, pulling you closer and taking up less space of the king-size mattress.

secret, katsuki waits until he knows you and eijiro have fallen back asleep until he wiggles away (since he’s on the side of the bed) and makes you both breakfast that he serves to you in bed.

can you tell i love my husbands

[not-kat]

randomly got the urge to revisit an old flame

[reallyromealone]

Bakugo x kirishima omegaverse adoption. Request is meeting bakugos parents or just his dad per se. like his dad really wants to meet his grandbaby and he doesn’t care about what his wife says because he’s going to meet his grandbaby wether she likes it or not.

Title: see you again

Fandom: bnha

Characters: bakugo, masaru, mitsuki, kirishima, Aizawa mentioned

Fic type: angst, fluff

Pairings: bakugo x Kirishima, masaru x mitsuki

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, child male reader, Omega male reader, alpha x alpha relationship, dad kiribaku

Notes: writing this before my shift

Summary: katsukis dad gets to meet the baby, mitsuki has an epiphany

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Bakugo read the letter his dad sent, the Omega was absolutely thrilled with the pictures of the baby that Aizawa sent him, Aizawa knew how hard it was to get out of a marriage as an Omega and kept the man up to date via coffee meet ups.

And today, Mr. Bakugo was going to meet his grandson.

"I can't face him." Mitsuki whispered, the Alpha looking away from her Omega "well I am, I'm tired of you're tantrums! You made me lose out on my pups most important years! I had to miss his graduation!"

Masaru looked so broken "I let you walk over me... I love you but you need therapy... I-I can't do this"

"I-im sorry" it was rare to see the blond so meek "think about the fact, you missed your son's wedding, his son and his life because you were set in his ways" his words trembling "I know you love our son... Talk to him"

And with that the Omega left the house.

Katsuki felt his heart feel a bit warmer when he saw his dam, (name) sitting in kirishimas knee and playing with his fingers happily and suckling on his pacifier that looked like a little explosion "dad..." Katsuki stood up to properly greet his dam, having not seen him in a year and a half, only exchanging letters through Aizawa. "There's my precious little boy and my other precious boy... And whose this" immediately the soft man doted on the two before his eyes landed on (name) who leaned against his dad, staring at the Omega confused. Masaru got closer to the pup and crouched "hi... I'm your grandpa" he whispered and (name) reached out to him, the little baby having no loyalty when it comes to attention and the older Omega smelt like his papa so therefore safe in the little ones eyes.

"Gosh, he's so perfect" he whispered while holding the angel of a baby close "poepoepoe" the boy babbled, having taken his pacifier out of his mouth.

Katsuki felt pure happiness bubble in his chest, seeing his dad show the love he showed Katsuki when he was little "you are so brave!" The Brunet whispered to the baby, enamoured by the pure joy the little omega gave back at the attention and tickles his grandpa gave.

"So how's things dad..." Katsuki was surprisingly soft with his dad, knowing the omega was always the nervous type "it's better... Your mother and I actually spoken before I left today"

"Oh?"

"And I won"

The table grew quiet and Kirishima was the first to speak "I'm proud of you!"

X

She couldn't believe it.

Her mate.

Her omega.

Her life...

He just lost it on her, she really fucked this up, huh?

She sat alone in the sitting area for hours, tears rolling down her face.

She had a grand baby...

She remembered how happy she was when she held little Katsuki...

She didn't want to ever say goodbye to that memory.

She couldn't dare possibly say goodbye to the music in her life, the music being the love of her family.

She needed to get it together.

Looking around the house, a nice house with beautiful decorations...

She would give it all up if she could take what she said back.

But she knew it wouldn't be easy.

X

"Her pride-- it was always something that got in the way, I know she regrets what she did... God knows when she will admit her faults" masaru said calmly and handed (name) back to Katsuki when the boy reached over to the blond for cuddle time "i-I don't think I could forgive her for what she did" Katsuki said honestly, time did his temper well.

And after having a son, a wonderful beautiful baby boy.

He couldn't imagine doing something like that to his baby.

What parent could do that?

The rest of the lunch went smoothly, Masaru doting on his son and son and law while (name) slept in his stroller without a care.

It was late, Eijiro sleeping beside him and (name) was asleep in his crib across the hall and thoughts of the meeting pushed around katsukis brain.

His mom abandoned him.

Come morning, the two alphas did their morning stretches in the livingroom, (name) clumsily following along much to the parents amusement and delight "good form!" Eijiro cheered to the boys delight.

Katsuki focused on his son, his world.

His mom could wait.

Just like he waited for her.

[slayfics]

Eijiro confesses his feelings to you and Katsuki.

Kiribaku x Reader

1,600 words~

You turned the page in the book as you sunk more into Eijiro's bed.

"UGH!" I'm tired of studying!" You exclaimed, unable to hold in your frustration anymore.

"Same- let's take a break," Eijiro concluded setting aside his book.

"Tch- no wonder you damn extras are always complaining about the exams. You don't work hard enough!" Katsuki barked at you both.

"Awe- come on Bakugo we deserve a break," Eijiro pleaded. "Plus... I kind of wanted to talk to you both about something."

"What's wrong?" Bakugo asked his friend curiously.

"Nothing's wrong I just-" Eijiro began to say before being cut off by Katsuki.

"Yes, there is. You got that stupid look in your eye. Just tell us," He demanded.

"Well ok... here it goes... so I uh- I have a crush I guess-" Eijiro began.

"Aweeee~" You began to say in a sing-song voice. Katsuki grunted and rolled his eyes looking back at his studying materials.

"Don't be mean Bakugo!" You spat and knocked the studying materials out of his hand.

"HEY!" He began to yell at you before Eijiro spoke up again.

"You guys, come on! I really need help!"

"Fine! Just be quick and spit it out. This shit makes me uncomfortable," Katsuki replied.

"I like um someone, and I just don't know what to do about it..." Eijiro finished.

"Fucking tell them and stop bugging us about it," Katsuki said bluntly.

"Don't listen to him," you said giving Katsuki a playful shove.

"God damn it extra! THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING!" Katsuki yelled at you, frustrated by your playfulness.

You ignored Katsuki and continued talking to Eijiro. "As much as I hate to admit it, Bakugo's right. Just be honest with her," you said smiling at him.

"Oh well um- I just don't know how they will react," Eijiro said, Katsuki stayed silent with his arms crossed, his disdain for this conversation all too obvious.

"Oh, they? I'm sorry for assuming Kirishima! Is this a boy? Or wait, non-binary?"

"N-no- well I mean k-kind of-?" Eijiro said, stuttering his words suddenly.

"Oh! They must be gender fluid?" You asked.

"Um- Uh- I uh- I don't know- but- that's not the point!" Eijiro said, starting to get flustered as he looked between you and Katsuki nervously.

"The hell?" Katsuki grumbled, raising an eyebrow. "Why are you being so damn weird about this shitty hair? Who the fuck is it anyway?"

"I uh... I don't know if I can say yet- well maybe- I don't know," Eijiro said, letting out a big sigh and hiding his face in his hands.

"Sorry, are we overwhelming you? Just tell us how to help. We're here for you Kirishima." You said, patting him on the back.

Eijiro mumbled into his hands, "What happens if I tell them, and they don't feel the same?"

"HA?!! THEN I'LL MURDER THEM!!" Katsuki yelled. "How could they not feel the same?? You're going to be an amazing pro hero, and you're always too damn nice to everyone so- yeah- of course they will feel the same idiot," Katsuki said and looked away from you both, his arms crossing just a bit tighter as he wondered who could have caught Eijiro's attention.

Katsuki was very observant, so the fact that he hadn't noticed his best friend and developed a crush on someone was dumbfounding him. More important, he was concerned about who, and if they'd be good enough for Eijiro.

Eijiro picked his head up from his hands, a small blush was tinted on his cheeks at Katsuki's compliments.

"You- you really think so?" He asked.

"Duh- I don't just say shit to say it dumb ass," Katsuki said.

"Well so... if they do feel the same- then what do I do?" Eijiro asked.

You tilted your head to the side, "What do you mean, Kirishima?"

"Like- if they... feel the same way about me... then what? Where do I go from there?" He asked.

"Well then maybe plan a day to spend time together? That way you can get to know them more." You suggested.

"Hmmm...," Eijiro mumbled and looked down. "Well what if... what if I already spend a lot of time with... them?" he asked, and hesitantly looked back up at you.

"Oh uh... well I don't know, maybe you just give them a kiss, if you both are confessing your feelings?" You said and started to wonder more about what was going on. It seemed like nothing you and Katsuki had said was making Eijiro feel any better. He actually seemed to be more on edge now.

"Oh man," Eijiro said and hid his face again.

"The hell is wrong now?!" Katsuki asked annoyed.

"This is so not manly at all but- I've never kissed anyone before," Eijiro said.

"You're joking right?" Katsuki asked.

"No man! I'm not joking, come on don't make fun of me!" Eijiro said giving Katsuki a defeated look.

"Hey, it's ok! Everyone has different experiences!" You said, trying to calm him. "It's not that hard Kirishima, don't stress. It'll come naturally in the moment." You spoke.

"But what if it doesn't?! Have you seen my teeth?! What If I hurt them?? Or- or- what if my quirk goes off? Man, that would be so bad! Haven't I showed you what I did to my own eye?!?!" He said, panicking swinging his arms and pointing at the scar on his eye.

"Wow wow- calm down Kirishima," You begged him. It pained you to see your friend so upset that you wanted to do anything to help ease his anxieties. "Did um- did you... want to practice?" You squeaked out so low that Eijiro and Katsuki almost didn't hear.

"The fuck?!" Katsuki exclaimed.

"Wait- like... kiss you???" Eijiro asked, his whole face igniting in a blush.

"I'm sorry! That was weird for me to offer, wasn't it?! I didn't mean for that- I just- I hate seeing you so upset and-" You spat out anxiously feeling embarrassed by your offer.

"No!" Eijiro stopped you. "I uh-... can I?" He asked looking at you with wide eyes.

"You're fucking joking, right? I'm out of here," Katsuki said standing up.

"No! Bakugo wait!" Eijiro called after him.

"HA? Why the fuck would I stay for that?!" He barked.

"Yeah stay," you said. "If you leave then it does make it weird, then it's not just friends helping each other out and- well uh it would feel too intimate if it was just me and Kirishima, and this is just for practice." You explained.

"Uh yeah right..." Eijiro said, but suddenly looked downcast by your explanation.

"Tch- whatever," Katsuki said, sitting back down and looking away from you two. "Just fucking do it then so we can get back to studying,"

"Right ok," Eijiro said to himself as he hyped himself up.

"Alright well- go ahead," you said shrugging your shoulders.

"Um- just go? Like that?" Eijiro said blushing.

You couldn't help but giggle at his nervousness. "Yeah silly- here I'll get closer," you said scooting over to him more on the bed.

"Ok- ok-" He mumbled as he nervously shook. "I'm going to do it-"

"FUCKING KISS ALREADY!" Katsuki yelled.

Eijiro startled by Katsuki's yell, jumped, and moved his lips quickly to yours, causing his teeth to knock into yours.

"OW-" You exclaimed as your hand shot up to your lips.

"OH MAN! I'm so sorry! See I hurt you, didn't I!? That's exactly what I was worried about!" Eijiro cried out, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

"It's fine Kirishima! It didn't really hurt, it just startled me!" You said, trying to calm him.

"Oh my god! No, your lip is bleeding! I'm the worst at this!" He cried.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP KIRISHIMA!" Katsuki yelled, startling you both, and causing you both to turn to him. "Why the fuck are you always so down on yourself!? COME HERE-" Katsuki yelled and grabbed Eijiro by his shirt collar pulling him closer. You watched as Eijiro was now pressed against Katsuki by force. The moment happened fast but you could have sworn you saw it in slow motion. Katsuki forcefully pressed his lips to Eijiro's.

A surprised, "Hmpfh~," escaped Eijiro as you watched him close his eyes momentarily getting lost in the kiss.

Then, as suddenly as he had yanked him, Katsuki threw Eijiro back down to the bed.

"There, see you can kiss someone without hurting them. So- stop fucking crying," Katsuki barked.

Eijiro looked up at his friend, his face flushed as he panted slightly, "Bakugo that-"

"DON'T FUCKING TALK ABOUT IT!" Katsuki warned. "JUST- just go! Go tell whatever dumb fucking extra it is how you feel! Just- get the fuck out of here already," Katsuki yelled and looked away. You could have sworn you saw mist in his eyes before he turned away.

"Uh Bakugo-... we're in Kirishima's room," you dared to say.

"Tch- I'll fucking leave then," he said beginning to storm out.

"Bakugo wait!" Kirishima called after him.

"FUCKING WHAT!?" He yelled but didn't turn around to face you two.

"I already did..." Eijiro said.

"Hu?" Katsuki exclaimed and turned around looking at Eijiro, a confused look on his face. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were watery.

"I did... I- I told them... both of them..." Eijiro said, quietly and the room froze. No one spoke for a moment as you all stayed in this moment processing what it had meant, and what this whole interaction had been about.

"Both?... Kirishima... Is that what you mean by they- you meant they as in plural?"

"You mean... both- as in... both of us? You like both of us?" Katsuki asked him, eyes wide.

Eijrio nodded his head shyly.

The three of you looked at each other now having an understanding.

Tags: @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee

[peachsukii]

stitched muses ꒰ tangled hearts series - kiribaku x fem!reader ꒱ ⇢ bakugo's stumped on inspiration for his upcoming fashion line, the deadline fast approaching as he's working day and night to meet it. he's frustrated at his lack of ideas, stuck in his home office while you and kirishima are enjoying your weekly movie night. he's pacing the house, putting too much pressure on himself to excel. little did you know you'd be the solution to his temporary dead-end creativity.

꒰ content ꒱ bakugo's a grumpy goose, fluffy domestic goodness, bakugo has that little "eureka!" moment, kirishima is cute & cuddly, mitsuki asks reader to lunch cross posted to ao3 // wc; ~1.4k ✿ tangled hearts masterlist ✿ ↶ | previous entry (sweet like honey) ↷ | next entry (one-way ticket)

The rain pattered against the Bakugo-Kirishima household, echoing as the droplets bounced of the roof in an off beat rhythm. Spring has truly sprung, the rainy season coming in full force over the course of the week.

“Goddammit!”

Bakugo’s frustration traveled from his office and through out the house, accompanied by the sound of his chair forcefully retreating from his desk. He despised the rain, the miserable storm only adding an unnecessary layer of irritation to his long work day. He trudged out of his office, shoulders slumped as he makes his way into the kitchen.

Kirishima and yourself are sitting on the living room couch, snuggled under a blanket and watching a romcom on tv for your weekly movie night. Bakugo was supposed to join you two, but he’s been shackled to his laptop all day long. He’d step away for a minute, thinking he could take a break, and then shuffle right back to his desk to pace like a caged animal.

“I’m gonna check on him,” you whisper to Kirishima, giving him a quick peck on the cheek as you peel the blanket from your lap.

Sauntering into the kitchen, you see Bakugo making himself tea, silently staring at the countertop and tapping his fingers against the laminate. His gaze shifts sluggishly from the tea kettle to you when you approach his side.

“Hey sweetheart,” he sighs, turning to pull you into his chest. “Sorry for workin’ late. I know you and Ei have been waitin’ for me.”

“It’s okay, Kats, we know you're working hard. Here,” You break away from his embrace and take his mug from the counter, using your hip to playfully bump him out of your way. “Let me finish this and make you something to eat.”

"S'fine, baby, I can—"

"Katsuki," you interrupt sternly, followed by a sweet smile to soften the bite in your tone. "I made dinner for all of us earlier, I'll get you a plate with your tea and bring it to you."

Bakugo grumbles under his breath, not having it in him to fight your stubbornness. He leans down and meets your lips for a brief kiss before moving to the living room, hovering behind the couch for a moment.

"Hey babe," Kirishima says, flashing his toothy grin backwards toward him. "Try and call it a night soon, yeah?"

Bakugo bends over the couch, cradling Kirishima’s jaw in his hands and presses a gentle kiss to his forehead. “M’tryin’. This deadline is killing me.”

“Mom hounding ya again?”

Hearing Kirishima call Mitsuki “mom” made your heart flutter from the kitchen, such a simple sentiment making you melt. Watching your boyfriend’s love for one another naturally flow will never get old, even though they’ve been married for years, it still was new to you to witness casually.

Bakugo rolls his eyes. “She’s been bitchin’ at me all week.”

“She loves ya and knows she can push your buttons to get you to succeed,” Kirishima assures, kissing the tip of Bakugo’s nose. “Anythin’ we can do to help?”

He releases Kirishima’s face from his grasp and steps back from the couch, shaking his head with a frown on his face. “Unless you suddenly have a knack for fabric and textiles, don’t think so.”

You round the corner of the island in the kitchen, a plate in one hand and cup of hot tea in the other, making your way to Bakugo’s office. Kirishima sighs contently as he watches your silhouette disappear down the hallway.

“That woman is a damn goddess,” he swoons, deflating back into the couch cushions. “Go eat and wrap up. We can start another movie when you're done.”

Bakugo nods his head and turns to head back to the office. He peers in the doorway to find you mesmerized by the designs scattered across his desk - multiple sketches of clothes, scribbled notes about fabric choices and design suggestions on every page. You glance toward the door, catching him staring.

"These all look great, love. What's got you stumped?" you ponder aloud while organizing the papers back into their proper piles.

Bakugo crosses his arms, leaning against the doorframe. "It's too bland, shit's been done a thousand times. Need somethin' that'll be versatile."

"Maybe you're thinking too much into it."

He blankly stares at you for a moment - you can see the wheels turning in his head while he processes your statement.

"...Do y'know who you're talking to?"

You can't help but laugh, walking around his desk and to the doorway. "I do, hotshot. You're an incredible designer, but not everything needs to be fashion week quality. Most people would just walk around in a t-shirt if they had the option."

Something in his mind clicks the moment you mention 't-shirt,' immediately sending him bolting upstairs and to the bedroom without another word. Bakugo comes barreling back down the stairs with a few t-shirts in hand moments later, tossing all but one onto the back of his office chair.

"Strip," he demands, hands on his hips impatiently.

You quirk your eyebrow at him, but discard your sleep shirt and sweatpants as ordered. Once you do, he shoves the shirt he grabbed over your head, threading your arms through the sleeves and taking a step back to analyze it in full.

"...this is one of your shirts? What does that—"

"Gimmie a sec to think."

The t-shirt is worn out, heavily loved over the years with a faded band logo over the chest and spotted with bleach stains. It was slightly too big for you, cascading over your figure and ending around your mid-thigh area.

Bakugo clicks his tongue while pushing up his glasses back into place. "Turn around."

You obey, turning your back to him. He cinches the back of the shirt with one hand and pulls at the hem by your thigh with the other, as if he's fitting you into his imaginary garment.

"Think ya just solved my problem, sweets," Bakugo says with excitement, letting the t-shirt fall back into its natural state before scooting past you and sliding into his office chair. He turns to the screen, opening a new e-mail and begins furiously typing, paragraphs flowing from his fingers in the matter of minutes.

"Don't forget your dinner and tea," you remind him, turning on your heel to head back to the living room. "I'll leave you be."

"Don't let Ei finish the popcorn without me."

Returning to the couch, you plop down next to Kirishima and fold your head into his lap. He looks at the shirt your wearing, noticing it's definitely not the one you were in 15 minutes ago. And that you're not wearing pants.

"Ah, so he needed that kinda motivation," he snickers, ruffling a hand through your hair.

You chuckle and wiggle in his lap. "No babe, not this time. He should be done soon."

Half an hour later, Bakugo comes into the living room, sighing dramatically as he falls onto the couch, head landing on Kirishima's thighs.

"Made it with three days to spare," he rasps, putting up a victory fist with exhaustion. "Ma approved it, too. S'goin' to be expedited to production tomorrow."

"Way to go, superstar!" You exclaim, bending down to kiss his forehead. "Knew you could do it."

"Good work, Kats! What did you end up going with?" Kirishima asks, a hand massaging Bakugo's shoulder to help him relax.

"She was right, I was thinkin' too hard about it. You'll see it when it's released next month."

"Aw, you're not even gonna tell us after all that?!"

Bakugo snickers, turning to face the TV. "Nah, you two can wait like everyone else. S'nothin' out of this world, but I'm proud of it."

───

Later that night, your phone pings a few times with multiple messages while you're getting ready for bed back in your apartment - they're from Mitsuki.

How did she even get your number?

"Hey sweetie, it's Mitsuki. Thanks for being patient with my brat. Even at 30 he's still a pain in the ass sometimes! He's lucky to have one, let alone two, people tolerate him long enough to stick around." "Are you free for lunch sometime? I'd love to get to know you better. Katsuki and Eijiro talk about you a lot."

Mitsuki wants to meet for lunch? You've met her a handful of times, but she doesn't...know about you guys yet.

Right?

You respond with a simple "Sure, I'd love to!" and leave it at that.

You're not sure why, but there's a bundle of nerves knotting in your stomach over the thought of having to impress Katsuki's mother.

No, it's not like that...yet.

mitsuki's always been perceptive...you think she knows about you and the boys? and what'll happen when you celebrate katsuki's new fashion line with friends in a few weeks and you tag along? 😉 ⇢  wildflowers; @maddietries @smolbeanzzz @camila2201 @lik0 @pixel4ffecti0n @moonlight-dreamer04 @lumi-cent @pastelbakugou @hannahk @camryn-ciel67 @c4prisuna @perfectsukii @screechingpeachdelusion @lightsgore @cuntpiercedprincess @aphrodite-xoxo

[serxinns]

idk if u do angst or not but i love me so good angst so if u dont mind can u do some kiribaku x reader angst plz i would love that thx like they cooking for kiri and bakugo and bakugo complains about how little reader dose and kiri agrees cuz they just kinda stay at home and clean do the laundry and so like after he says that she gets mad so the next day she does nothing and like just reads like doesn't cook for them that night doesn't do there laundry and doesn't clean the house that day and at first bakugo's mad about it and kiri doesn't know what to feel and this go's for a few day and kiri and bakugo have to do everything and the see how hard it is and apologizes to reader! i think it cute

thank you plz dont feel like u have to! i love ur writing

*evil laughter* you fool I AM THE IDEAL ANGST WRITER AND IM A KIRIBAKU FAN IM A YUZUYA FAN AFTER ALL 😈

You were humming along to your favorite song as you were carrying 3 baskets of both your husband's clothes "That's About all of them" you huffed in relief you then grabbed and poured all the bleached cleaning chemicals in there and the clothes and turned on the washing machine "ok so I cleaned the room unclothed the sink and the toilet went and got groceries what else..." you were thinking for a while until a delight smell met your nose

"Man whatever Kats is cooking must be good I might sneak a bite or two.." a mischievous grin started forming on your face you crept out of the laundry room in the halls to where the kitchen to hear Kiri and Katsuki talking, you leaned your ear closer and it seems like they were talking about you

"And then when I came back I saw y/n tried and laying on the couch sleeping like a layout sloth with MY favorite chips in hand! " You giggled as you heard Katsuki angrily rambling on to his other lover Kiri about you slacking off thinking he was still holding a grudge about the snack incident"God I wish she could just do SOMETHING around the house rather than clean and BARELY cooking shes so..LAZY" "bakugo don't be so mean but yea I kinda agree I wish she could do more in the house rather than clean.."

Your heart stung at that very moment tears started to swell up in your eyes you had to carry Kiri's 2000-pound dumbbells when it was delivered at his home which bruised your hands and arms pretty bad, another time you saw permanent stainsmon Akatsuki's hero suit due to a battle with a notorious villain and decided to spend all your savings try and get it off, the more rambling they went on about you being "Lazy" the more angry and hurt you were

You then ran up the stairs and stuffed your face into the pillow and cried softly were you not working hard enough? After all the bruises cuts and money worth nothing? Were you actually Lazy? Thoughts swirled around your head and you lost your appetite you didn't feel like sleeping with them so you grabbed a pillow and blanket and slept in the guest room for tonight, you locked the door making sure they wouldn't barge in

Suddenly a knock on the door alerted you "Hey baby you there why are you in the guest room?" Kiri asked concern filling his voice but you ignored him getting the pillow and putting it on your head, Kiri tried a few more times getting more worried for you so he quickly ran down to get Katsuki about the situation "hèy blast y/n locked herself in the guest room... I think they're ignoring me" katsuki rolled his eyes while brushing his teeth getting ready for bed

"She's probably in her "dramatic bitch phase moods" or whatever she calls it she'll prob get over it in the morning," he said waving it off "but it feels like shes mad at us.. I think we should-" he was cut off by katsuki kissing him on the lips "El they'll be fine I'm sure of it plus she'll prob crawl back into bed without us knowing in the middle of the night now good night" katsuki pecked kiri on the cheek and jumped into bed Kiri took one last Glance in corners and slowly climbed in the bed feeling a bit empty even katsuki felt it so he clung onto Kiri but it was still empty and cold without you

The next morning they woke up and there was still no you, katsuki glanced at the space and rolled his eyes maybe you are mad.. or you woke up early to cook breakfast? Katsuki then took a shower and then got ready, you normally already had his warm dry clothes in the drawers but to his surprise, they were all soaking "Y/N!" He yelled out stomping around to hunt you down for this cruel prank but to find out you already left without their breakfast... only but a note and plain grain cereal saying "Here's your breakfast breakfast 😁"

Katsuki was stunned knowing that you would go all out making them a big breakfast with their drinks and everything decorated Kiri followed behind him yawning he glanced at the table and looked a bit worried "Katsuki what if we did make her upset" Katsuki groaned at his boyfriends whining and turn towards him "she's not mad she's probably was too lazy to do it and even if she was she can't go that far we can outlast her rebellion" he said with confidence

It's been 2 days and it's been hell you weren't lifting a finger for them and both of your boys weren't too pleased with that, katsuki wasn't used to washing clothes so he accidentally mixed the colored clothes with the white clothes which stained some of the white clothes to his annoyance, Kiri was freaking out that there was red hair dye left and he had hero meaning to go and his hair was almost turning black he begged you to go to the store but to his defeat you just stared at him and politely said no and got back to your reading

Katsuki was getting enraged by your sudden behavior so he confronted you with a beaming glare "Oi what's with this shitty attitude your pulling?" "Blasty no!" You tilted your head innocently at the 2 Men "What do you mean I'm doing something" You were about to go back to your read when Katsuki snatched the book and slammed it on the counter you glared at him "I had enough of this shitty attitude woman you have been doing less and less work each day and we're paying the consequences"

you scoffed "But is this what I am right a Lazy bum" Katsuki was about to question you about your statement but then it hit him..the memory of him and Kiri talking about you... "you heard our conversation" you looked over to him as your eyes narrow "at every single last word" Kirishima swelled up with guilt avoiding eye contact with white katsuki was still glaring

"Listen, baby, we're sorry it won-" "Oh don't give me that half ass apology you're gonna have to work for it BIG TIME" "Oh please like we deserve your forgiveness just because you're not doing much" You laughed sarcastically and got in his face

"I bet your ass wouldn't last a week without me doing the housework" "Fine winner gets to use the others credit card for the day and make them breakfast in bed for almost a week" "what!? Bakugan I dont think-" "Deal" you cut off Kirishima as you shook hands with the blond "what have I gotten into"

The next few days were hell! Most of Kiri and katsuki's colored clothes were bleached due to Kiri accidentally putting them in the colored clothes rather than putting them in the white clothes all their clothes were full of dye stains that day while you happily shopped you some clothes,

Katsuki, on the other hand, was worse he didn't have any time to make breakfast or lunch so he went on for the day cranky and hungry having to eat cheap instant ramen in his break and was questioned by fans on why was there Clear dye stain on his suit and kiri got laughed by both his friends and in the agency about his hair drooping and all black colored making his fans chased after him with questions or stating they liked his hair red which was to his annoyance

You watched as the two boys struggled with doing their jobs as you sat there secretly giggling to yourself and talking with your friends on the phone like a form to brag it to them

"Katuki im gonna apologize it's getting too much..." Kiri told Katsuki as he was struggling to mow the lawn (you also do that) "Are you kidding you giving up that easily because she was a" "No Bakugo because I know to feel what's it like its hard, look at you, your struggling to turn on the lawn mower your clothes are stained and we haven't eaten no good meals in over a week I'm tried katsuki and you are too"

katsuki stood they're quietly he didn't wanna admit but it was true it had been torture without you hell even if they kept going like this the whole house would be a disaster but not inky that their relationship would be stained and he didn't want that he truly loved you two even if he doesn't show it and he doesn't mean or intentionally wanna hurt you was he really taking it to far? That's what he made his final decision

"Fine.." Kiri turned slowly turned into smirk a bit "what was that couldn't hea-" "I SAID FINE DONT PUSH IT YOU DAMN ROCK" he chucked putting hands up in defeat "alright alright I heard you thr 1st time kats!" He chuckled as both was finding a way to make it up to you when you got home

You arrived at your home signing it's been a long day for you even tho you barely did anything you had a lot on your mind wondering was too far but were still confident that they needed to learn their lesson!, you got to your doorstep seeing a note that said "come in there's a surprised" in both Katsuki and Eljirou handwriting you raised your brow a bit but curious to know what was the surprise about

You slowly open the door revealing a fancy dinner table with all your favorite foods' petals on the floor what's next to the dish is a small gift right beside it "You look over to see both Your husbands' faces guilt written all over, you narrowed put your hands on your hips pretending to not be happy "so what's all this" katsuki sighed knowing that you were still mad at them which was reasonable "an apology i-no we're sorry for what we say I know this isn't much" you glanced I silently "but we also ran a warm bath for you with your favorite show recorded-"

you cut the men off by tackling them with a hug happy tears fllow "I COULDNT DO IT ANYMORE I HATED THIS CHALLENGE" Kiri's face was starting to swell up in tears as well "ME NEITHER" Both you and Kiri cried dramatically while Katsuki stood there genuinely smiling and chuckling a bit

"What are you laughing at blasty" glaring playfully at the blond who was on the edge of wanting to bust out laughing at his partner's dramatic performance

"Nothing" he smirked he was just glad everything was back to normal "So who wanna watch (favorite show)"

[lynnaredfield3383]

One curse word. Baby brain Kiri & Bakugo & fem reader. Fluffy fluff.

Imagine being in a relationship with Bakugo & Kirishima. You're on night patrol, and they're in bed thinking about you. (Well, sorta).

Bakugo is mindlessly running his fingers through Kiri's hair as they lay in bed enjoying a night off. Kiri is lying against his chest, staring dreamily into the distance.

"You know, I've been thinking it would be amazing to have a little you and Y/N running around the house."

Kiri looked at Bakugo, who smiled at the thought.

"I was thinking the same thing, except I want a little Kiri and Y/N."

Kiri sat up the excitement completely taking over him.

"Can you imagine whose quirk they'd get. Or maybe like a half and half quirk. Y/N's lighting combined with your explosions?"

Kiri began to ramble, and Bakugo chuckled softly. Seeing you or Kiri excited gave him a peace he hadn't known before.

"Ya know, I heard Y/N tell Mina she'd want twins if she ever got pregnant. A boy and a girl to get it over with."

Kiri's eyes widened with a new round of excitement and giddiness. Bakugo couldn't wait until you got home because the look on your face would be priceless once Kiri started talking.

"Man, twins. I kinda want 4 kids," Kiri calmed himself with that final thought.

You couldn't wait to get into bed after the shift you just came off. Damn villain decided to steal a garbage truck full of fish. You'd spent an extra hour at your agency trying to rid yourself of the rotten fish smell.

As you slid into your slippers, you rounded the corner and walked into the living room. On the couch, Bakugo held two identical baby dolls, a devious smirk playing on his lips. Knelt on the floor holding a sign that read, We love you, was Kiri.

It only took a second for it to register.

"Oh, fuck," you whispered.

[tobiletuchiy]

Crash box 🤭🤭🤭

[slum-eater03]

me trying to alternate the show/ characters because fanfics aren’t satisfying me enough:

[silveryshards]

Club Night

NSFW! KiriBaku. Lion Hybrid!Kirishima x Human!Bakugo. All characters are 18+.

Tags/Warnings: KiriBaku, lion hybrid Kirishima x human Bakugo, self-kink shame, anxiety attack, purring, pheromones, sex work, hybrid anatomy (aka lion dick), Top!Kirishima, Bottom!Bakugo, biting, mating bite, scent kink, size kink, size difference, dry humping, cum eating, blowjob, eating ass, fingering, anal, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, dry orgasm, maybe squirting, creampie, passing out from sex

Word Count: 9,516

A/N: I was inspired to write this based on Dark's rendition of Lion Hybrid!Kiriahima over on Bluesky, if you like this fic go give her some love! Additionally, if you prefer x reader, I will eventually have both gender neutral reader and fem reader versions, just keep your eye out on my masterlist!

Having a hybrid kink wasn’t as taboo as it used to be. Now, there was a whole hybrid sex work industry that existed, above board! And highly reputable club just opened in the city near Katsuki Bakugo.

Bakugo’s heart raced as he walked through the doors into the thrumming bass of the club. The beat so strong he was able to ignore the flutter of his heart and instead focus on the vibrations in his body. He handed the bouncer his ID and paid the cover charge.

The dance music continued to pour through the club’s speakers as he ventured inside. His tongue sat heavy in his mouth, so dry he could almost taste it. Water, the bar, he needed water. 

Bright, vibrant lights strobed and flashed across the club. There were many human patrons like Bakugo mulling around the dance floor, around the show stage, and around the bar. And then…there were the hybrids.

They were all so beautiful. How could they all be so beautiful it hurt? Each in their own unique outfit. Some wore cropped tanks and leggings, others in stripper lingerie, and some in regular street clothes. Accessible to all levels of patron comfortability. He appreciated that.

Bakugo wasn't sure he’d be able to approach any of the more sexily adorned hosts. His cheeks flushed scarlet and he rushed to the bar to stutter out his request for water. Thankfully, the bartender was a gentle looking human. He smiled at Bakugo knowingly and got him a bottle of water.

Sagging into the bar seat felt like the only thing keeping him grounded. He was excited but he was also so anxious he could barely breathe. What was he doing here? Him, of all people, in a place like this?

Was he really that pathetic?

No. No. No. Fuck off anxiety. Indulging in this kink and seeking the company of a hybrid in a consensual and healthy environment was good. His heart raced harder and the pounding in his ears swelled to a tempo that drowned out the techno.

Squeezing the water bottle didn’t help. Squeezing his eyes shut didn’t help. He had to ground. He frantically tried to recall one of his on the go grounding rituals.

“Hey, are you okay? Do you need to sit somewhere quiet?” A deep, soft, but energetic voice asked, cutting through the thunder of Bakugo’s heartbeat.

Bakugo’s eyes snapped back open, and he turned, mortification icy in his veins. Next to him stood a crimson furred lion hybrid that had to be at least 7 feet tall. His scarlet hair fell in waves around his chiseled face, framing it like a mane would. The longer locks cascaded down his back all the way to his ass.

His feline ears stuck out on top of his head, the crimson fur contrasting against scarlet locks. He was all shades of red. Sharp, kind crimson eyes searched Bakugo’s as he took in the lion’s beautiful visage in a stunned, anxious silence. A scar ran across his right eye from eyebrow to cheekbone.

His big hands were covered in that same crimson fur and fingers were tipped with black claws. The fur disappeared underneath the sleeve of his black plaid button up, so Bakugo wasn’t certain how far it went. And behind him lazily swished a smooth crimson tail that ended in a thick, fluffy tuft of scarlet fur, the same color as his hair.

Those big hands…one reached for Bakugo as his vermillion eyes softly scanned his face.

“Hey, um. Sorry to bother you. Did you hear me? Are you okay? Do you need to sit somewhere quiet?” He gently asked again, leaning in and down to make sure Bakugo heard him.

The energetic techno music came back into focus around the ringing and pounding of Bakugo’s heart. Lights flashed across the lion from the dance floor.

He asked you a question! What was it? Quiet, he was offering you quiet. Bakugo managed to nod, hands clinging to his plastic water bottle.

“We can go to my room. Can I touch you?”

Bakugo’s stomach flipped at the idea. He was nearly three times his size. Would his fur be soft? But Bakugo nodded again, unable to do much else. The music was filtering through but the ringing in his ears was still loud and dizzying.

The kind lion reached out and took his forearm, pausing to gauge for comfortability, before coaxing Bakugo out of the bar seat and towards the back of the club. He felt numb as he followed, the only thing that felt real was the lion’s large, soft hand cradling his own.

Bakugo’s lion paused at the door and unlocked it with a key, walking in. The room was far more…customized than he expected. Weights and a punching bag sat in the corner, the walls were covered in traditional Japanese art, samurai concepts, and martial arts materials.

The bed took up almost all the rest of the room. It was a king, probably because the lion was so big, and sported a green camouflage bedspread. Everything looked so…normal. It eased some of the pressure in Bakugo’s chest.

After looking around, he was guided to sit on the bed. Big, strong hands lifted him and deposited him with ease. The bottle of water was taken from his clenching hand and it was pressed to his bottom lip.

“Can you take a sip for me?” The lion’s dulcet bass drove away the ringing and allowed Bakugo to recognize that the muffled music sounded calmer in the room.

Bakugo would do anything he asked.

Bakugo pulled a big draw from the bottle and swallowed and went to pull more when the lion pulled the bottle away.

“Hey, hey, I said sip, not to chug!” he laughed, it was such a cheerful sound.

Bakugo looked up at him as he smiled and heartily laughed. That broad, sunny expression lit up his entire face. His sharp pointed teeth glinted in the light as his crimson eyes crinkled in the corners.

“Sorry,” Bakugo murmured, voice quiet.

“S’okay. Being hydrated is manly! But choking on water while having a panic attack, isn’t. I’m Kirishima by the way, Eijiro Kirishima,” Kirishima said, sitting on the edge of the bed facing Bakugo.

“Manly?” Bakugo questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah! Manliness and chivalry, the two things I strive most for in life!” the huge lion hybrid exclaimed, perking up with a grin.

“That’s great,” Bakugo said, smiling softly, the lion’s sunshine attitude infectious.

“Are you feeling better now that you’re out of the lights and noise?” he asked gently, leaning forward to examine Bakugo again for signs of distress.

“Yeah, it actually wasn’t sensory overload that triggered it. I liked the vibe! It was…” Bakugo trailed off, not sure he wanted to bare his soul to this man. He came to indulge in a kink. While he’d had no intentions of treating his hybrid host as an object, he didn’t come for emotions. This was…sex.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m okay, now, though. I can go back out so you can find someone to…host,” Bakugo said, standing up and walking towards the door. Even though Kirishima was exactly Bakugo’s type, he was…a little big. And that intimidated him. 

“Hey, wait!” Kirishima reached out to gently encircle his arm with gentle claws. “You don’t have to go. I’m not kicking you out. I want to make sure you’re okay first.”

Bakugo thought back to earlier when he’d wondered if the lion’s fur was soft. It was. And warm. Not like petting his cat at home where their fur just felt like the temperature in the room. It was the temperature of Kirishima’s body. 

The thudding of Bakugo’s heart resumed, but this time, it wasn’t nerves or self depreciating anxiety. His body warmed as Kirishima’s hand on him made Bakugo acutely aware he was alone with the red lion hybrid, in his hosting room. 

“I promise, I am okay.” He tried to keep his voice steady as he spoke, but blush started to creep up his neck and dusted across his cheeks. “I just spiraled about something dumb for a second. I’m grounded now. Honest.”

The lion frowned at Bakugo and stood, towering over him. He swallowed and tried to ignore what Kirishima’s presence was doing to his body. He needed to go back out and do this properly, pick a hybrid, pay them, and then come back to one of these —

Eijiro’s big, soft hand cupped Bakugo’s chin and tilted his face up to look at him. Concern plastered his beautiful face. His crimson eyes scanned Bakugo’s face and studied him.

“Do you want to leave because I’m not attractive to you? I know I’m not as lithe and pretty as a cat or leopard, I know I don’t have a knot like the canine hybrids do. I’m just kind of really…big. No one really comes in looking for a lion hybrid. I’m not as popular or cool as the others. I guess I have my teeth and claws, and my tail. But my tail doesn’t really add much of anything.”

It swished behind him in slow, uncertain patterns. It was Bakugo’s turn to study his face. Was he serious?! He couldn’t be serious.

“W-what?! No! It’s not that at all! Why would you say those things about yourself?! You’re so fucking hot and I’m sitting here trying to hide how turned on I was just from you touching my arm!”

The lion’s eyebrows shot up curiously. Bakugo regretted the words he said instantly. He took a step back. Go back out, find a host who’s looking to fuck, and leave this gentle giant alone.

“I never assume what a guest comes to the club for since there are so many options. It’s a bar, a very safe dance club, a strip club, a host club, and a brothel. Lots of reasons and you never really know why someone’s here.”

Those crimson eyes started dragging across his figure, he could practically feel Kirishima’s gaze ghosting on his skin, those kind eyes were now predatory and hungry.

“But you didn’t ask why I had a private room or a bed in here. Which makes me think you came looking to indulge in the brothel. That.” His sharp teeth flashed again as he grinned. “And the fact that you’re apparently turned on just by a touch.”

Bakugo shifted backwards and let out a nervous breath. He didn’t want to feel hunted, he came here to find some fun, cute hybrid, have sex, and go home. A nervous swallow moved in his throat.

“I did. I did come for sex. I was going to eventually go to the hosts, see who was available that did that type of hosting, and see if anyone looked like they weren’t… completely turned off or disgusted by me. And hope that they were cute and I could have a fun night with them,” Bakugo admitted.

“I’m one of the hosts that does sex,” Kirishima said. He took another step forward, eliminating the distance Bakugo had created. He felt the heat radiating off the lion’s body.

“I dress in street clothes so I’m more approachable. A big lion in assless chaps and a collar harness with chains doesn’t exactly scream “welcome”. But a plaid button up and jeans? Safer.”

“O-okay,” Bakugo stuttered. “I still would like to go and do this properly.”

Again, Bakugo tried to leave the room. He’d go out to the host stand and do this right, and make sure there wasn’t a host that he was more comfortable with. Because the way Kirishima was looking at him made him feel like dinner.

Bakugo loved and hated it.

“‘Kay. Let’s go.”

And then Kirishima was dragging Bakugo behind him out to the host scheduler’s podium. Bakugo saw his chest rising and falling faster than a man of his stature and fitness should have been winded by the walk. Kirishima leaned down and said something to the human woman standing there.

As she lifted her pen to write something down Bakugo stepped forward and spoke. “I’m sorry, I would like to see who else is available as well?”

He didn’t look at the lion. He didn’t want to see the insecurity he’d tried to dispel earlier in his eyes again. There was nothing wrong with asking.

The woman looked at Bakugo and nodded. “There is obviously Eijiro, who is a lion and does the full host experience.” She then gestured to a couch behind her where three other male hybrids sat.

“Izuku, the bunny, Shinsou, the raven, and Shoto, the cat.”

Bakugo looked at each of them. The green bunny hybrid was cute, but too twink for his tastes. The purple haired raven had a scowl on his face and Bakugo been distressed enough for one night. And the white and red cat looked completely disinterested.

Then Bakugo’s gaze found its way back to the red lion who was still holding his hand. He had been right, there was ghosting insecurity in those crimson eyes, but also genuine interest and desire. Gently, Bakugo squeezed his hand.

“Kirishima, please.”

Bakugo stepped up to the host stand and took care of the business aspect of it. Without balking at the price, he paid for Kirishima’s time for the entire night until close. Ruby eyes widened at that, but he said nothing.

The scheduler went over the rules with Bakugo, explaining he only had to go as far as he wanted, and he was under no obligation to have sex. There were other rules that were just common human decency so they went in one ear and out the other.

“Have a good evening,” the scheduler said, waving as Kirishima dragged Bakugo back towards his room again.

He hurried to keep up with the lion. Once again he found himself in Kirishima’s “Den of Manliness”. He had caught the title plaque as they entered this time. Kirishima sat on the edge of the bed and patted where he’d sat him not 10 minutes earlier.

Bakugo took the spot and sat, nervously glancing at the red lion.

“I’m—“

“It’s okay, really. It’s not wrong of you to see all your potential options before choosing. I didn’t help you with your panic attack so you’d pay me. That’s not manly.” His nose scrunched up at the thought.

Bakugo relaxed at that. But then tensed up a moment later when he remembered he was in Kirishima’s private room with a host who knew he wanted sex. Maybe this was a mistake, maybe he’d thank him and just go home, and then the sweet lion could have the night off without losing pay.

“Hey,” he purred, gently wrapping his strong arms around Bakugo’s waist. “Focus on me, yeah? You’re spiraling again, sweet thing.”

The lion’s warmth made him melt, and he leaned into him.

“Sorry. I’ve just never done anything like this before. Earlier I was…I spiraled because I was thinking I was pathetic for being here. That I was someone who hosts wouldn’t even want to spend time with even if I paid them.”

The big lion listened carefully and gently pulled Bakugo in close. “Can I pull you into my lap?” He nodded. Kirishima did. A deep rumble started in his chest and vibrated Kats’ soul. His lion was purring for him.

“When I saw you walk in, I knew I had to come talk to you. Then I watched as you rushed to the bar and got water and started to have a panic attack. Before I could even think my body had moved to you on its own. And I just wanted to make you feel safe. But you’re also drop dead gorgeous. And if this was just a regular club, I would have hit on you anyway.” His head leaned down towards Bakugo’s face and hot breath washed over his skin, making him shiver. The purring caused Kiri’s voice to reverberate as he spoke.

“I’d love to fuck you.” That was a little more growled than purred. “But I just want to make you happy tonight. So, we will do whatever you want to do, sweet thing.”

Kirishima’s big head nuzzled against Kats’ face and neck, purring louder, hands rubbing up and down his sides. Bakugo relaxed. His ministrations successful, the lion grinned and puffed out his chest more.

Kats’ hands shook a little as he reached for Kiri’s shirt, slowly unbuttoning the plaid to reveal toned abs and firm pecs. Kirishima’s torso was all skin, no fur. Bakugo bit his bottom lip between his teeth and ran a trembling hand down the smooth, hard planes.

The lion purred louder, the noise dropping another octave and sounding closer to an aroused growl. His shirt was discarded, and Kats saw that the fur on his arms was like sleeves, going all the way to his shoulders. Kiri leaned back and rested on his forearms, giving Bakugo space to explore him.

Heat spread in Bakugo’s body again and his hips moved on their own against the lion, aching for friction. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he did it. Kats looked up to see crimson eyes burning with desire for him.

“Tell me what you want, little one,” Kirishima growled, cupping his face with a hot hand.

“You. Please,” Bakugo requested, his body feeling like it was buzzing. He ached. His cock stirred to life in his pants

“You’re so fucking hot, Eijiro.”

Bakugo’s lips and tongue danced across the lion’s pecs and he slowly kissed down hard abs, licking along the V gutters accentuating his hips. Kirishima tasted salty and musky, a musk that flooded his nostrils as Kiri growled his appreciation.

It was heady and hot, primal. He was primal. Bakugo looked back up at him and found crimson eyes watching intently. Kirishima was a certifiable predator but this time his hungry gaze didn’t make Kats feel like prey. It just made him feel wanted.

Deft despite shaking, his fingers reached for the lion’s jeans. Kats’ eyes darted up to silently ask permission. The whistle and rustle of Kiri’s tail swishing behind him sounded. His head dipped in a quick nod.

As Kats’ fingers swiftly undid the button on his jeans the musky scent intensified in time with a deeper rumble sinking into the lion’s chest. His curiosity got the better of him and he pressed his nose to Kiri’s abs again. One deep inhale later he was near dizzy.

“Careful, sweet thing, too much of my pheromones might make you sick.”

Despite having this hybrid kink for as long as he could remember having sexual desire and being obsessed with them his entire life, Bakugo had never heard a single word about pheromones.

“Pheromones?” he asked, gently pulling the zipper on his jeans down. Kiri’s red boxers finally came into view.

Kirishima let out another low, growly rumble. “Mhmm, they are chemical messengers my body releases to communicate with other hybrids.” A pause, he sat up and leaned down, his hot breath was right in Bakugo’s ear.

“Or potential mates.”

The warmth of his breath and the words he had spoken made Kats shiver. His cock ached again and a whimper escaped his lips.

“M-mate?” Bakugo barely stuttered it out.

“Mmmm. Mhmm.” He hummed it low in his chest. “Lion hybrids like me can have casual sex, and we often do. But we can also pair bond to a mate if they are suitable and they accept us, of course.”

“Wait, mating for life?” Bakugo asked, bewildered. The rituals of more exotic hybrids like lions had much less literature available. So he wasn’t sure.

“Mmm. Not quite. Like in a real lion pride, a male can be overpowered by a stronger, more fit male who will drive away the previous lion mate and take the partner for himself, if their mate is interested in the new male that is.”

“Huh, interesting…” It was Bakugo’s turn to pause. “Why are you releasing pheromones? I’m just…a guest of yours…a client…” Another deep breath. “I’m work, a job. Which is totally fine! I didn’t come here looking for anything more than sex. But…yeah..why?”

Kirishima leaned forward again and rubbed his face against Bakugo’s, the corner of his mouth dragged along his jaw and neck, ears twitching and tickling Kats’ cheeks. Kats let out a gentle laugh as Kiri nuzzled and marked him with his scent.

“Yes, I am at work. Yes, you did pay me for my company. But like I said earlier: the second I laid eyes on you I wanted to know you. My body’s responding to those desires. My innate attraction to you. My interest in you.”

For a few moments Bakugo was stunned again. That musky smell was…intoxicating. It had gotten stronger as Kiri had spoken. Was he accidentally spurring Kiri on? Accidentally tempting him to make this…more than just a hosting session?

Bakugo’s mouth opened and closed multiple times as he was at a loss for words. He remembered that one of the rules that he’d barely paid attention to was don’t ask the hosts out. But what if one of the hosts asked him?

“That seems like it’s more than your job title covers. Are you okay? I can leave if you’re having some sort of reaction to me that you shouldn’t,” Bakugo offered as he started to slide off the lion’s lap.

A low, vibrating growl came from deep within Eijiro’s chest and his big hands settled on Bakugo’s hips. Those hands firmly pulled him right back where he’d been just before. The growl sounded scary, but it didn’t make him feel threatened, it was just a warning.

“No. Stay, please.” The lion took a deep, shuddered breath and looked down at him. “I’m sorry I brought up the mates thing. We don’t have to discuss that. You wanted me, let’s just focus on that tonight, yeah?”

Bakugo swallowed nervously again and nodded in agreement. The sexy lion smiled back, his sharp teeth flashing. He leaned down again and nuzzled against Bakugo’s neck, warm full lips peppering kisses along the sensitive skin there.

He inhaled sharply as the kisses made him shiver. Bakugo pulled the lion’s face up, tangling his hands in Kirishima’s thick mane, and kissed him. They both moaned into the kiss and Bakugo’s hips thrust up, seeking friction against his cock.

Kirishima’s large hand pressed into Bakugo’s front. The blonde’s head threw back as the lion palmed his hard on through his pants. A low growl came from the bigger man.

“Like that baby?” His big palm worked in an up and down motion over his cock.

Bakugo whimpered quietly and nodded. “Y-yeah…”

Those full lips captured his again and one hand worked his cock over, starting to create a wet spot of precum on his jeans, while the other pulled off Bakugo’s shirt, breaking the kiss for a second. But only for a second. 

Hot lips crashed back into his and worked his mouth and cock in tandem, making him dizzy. Bakugo tried to keep up with Kirishima’s fervent movements and was quickly swept away. The lion was skilled.

Bakugo gasped and pulled away, “W-Wait.”

Kirishima froze and red eyes softened with concern. “What’s wrong? Do we need to stop?”

The blonde shook his head and took a deep breath, “What if… what if I’m not good? I’m not a virgin but I’ve never been with a hybrid. I don’t want to disappoint you.”

Kirishima’s eyes widened and he looked down at Bakugo. “Wait, you’re worried about my pleasure?”

Bakugo blinked, “Um, duh?”

Laughter so warm and joyous spilled from the lion’s mouth, shaking Bakugo who was still firmly in his lap. The lion wrapped strong arms around the smaller man and lay back on the bed, pulling him down on top of him.

Bakugo let him, though his hands roved over Kirishima’s lap and felt…nothing?

“No one’s ever cared about my pleasure before, just what I could do for them. That’s new for me.” He noticed Bakugo’s confusion and lifted him off his lap, shucking his pants and boxers. The crimson fur covered his entire legs up to his hips, almost like hip high thigh-highs.

Resting between them was a heavy sac, covered in the same smooth crimson as his tail. But above that was a sheath, just like he’d seen in canine hybrids. There was a peak of something pointed and pink in the center.

“I’ve been holding back getting too worked up. A lot of clients like to see it come out,” Kirishima explained, smiling at Bakugo. “I didn’t want to take that away from you if you wanted it. It’s not that I’m not turned on by you, trust me.”

Bakugo nodded, nervously biting his lip. “I wasn’t worried about, um, watching you get aroused.”

Kirishima smirked and cupped Bakugo’s chin in one big clawed hand. “Alright then, sweet thing.”

Before his eyes, a long, thick, and seemingly…barbed?! cock emerged from Kirishima’s sheath. The head wasn’t rounded like humans, it was more pointed and slim, with hardly any flare between head and shaft. Along the cock were small, flesh colored barbs that pointed towards the head.

Bakugo’s eyes widened and he scooted back. “Wait, I'd heard of cats having barbs but I didn’t know hybrids did too!”

Kirishima saw his alarm and sat up, gently reaching for him to grab his hand. “Whoa, whoa, calm down, sweet thing. It won’t hurt you. I promise. They’re not keratin like actual cats. It’s somewhere between cartilage and regular skin. They’re soft. Feel.”

The lion gently guided Bakugo’s hand towards the thick, seemingly barbed cock. He slowly ran his fingertips over the shaft, it was smooth and soft, just like a human dick. The “barbs” were flexible and moved under his fingers, they were also completely soft, no sharpness to them.

“So…do they just bend backwards when you thrust in or jack off? Does it hurt?” Bakugo asked, fascinated.

Kirishima reached down and wrapped a big hand around his cock. Jesus, even in his big hands it still looked huge. He stroked it a few times, causing a bead of precum to leak from the pointed head. As his hand stroked along, the little barbs splayed backwards before settling back flat after his hand passed over them.

“It doesn’t hurt?”

“Nope, they’re meant to do that. It’s supposed to stimulate the inner walls and cause pleasure.” Sharp teeth flashed again as the lion smirked.

Bakugo’s mouth opened in a big O as he listened, a dark flush of red returning to his cheeks. Kirishima’s big hands settled on his hips again and pulled Bakugo back into the lion’s lap. Clawed fingers undid his jeans quickly and rolled him onto his back, pulling boxers and jeans off in one fell swoop.

Crimson eyes met crimson eyes and both their chests rose and fell quickly as they took in each other’s naked forms. Kirishima’s hair fell around them like thick scarlet curtains. His lion leaned in and those full lips finally captured his own.

A slutty, unabated moan escaped Bakugo’s lips as he kissed Kiri back. He wrapped his hands around the big man’s neck and buried his fingers in the thick scarlet tresses. Pulling the lion closer, he wrapped his legs around his hips, and ground his cock into the smooth, bumpy planes of Kiri’s abs.

That pulled another growl from the lion’s chest. A hot tongue ran over Bakugo’s lips, seeking entrance. As another moan escaped them as the lion pressed down against his cock.

When his lips opened Kirishima pushed his thick, long tongue into his mouth. Bakugo lapped against it with his own and discovered small, micro versions of the barbs from his cock on his tongue. And the warm metal of a tongue piercing in the middle.

Their tongues swirled and danced together, the texture of Kirishima’s tongue and the ball of his piercing making Bakugo’s head spin. His cock throbbed against the lion’s abs as they moved against each other.

Heat was already dripping and pooling in Bakugo’s belly. The feel of Kirishima’s furred hands on his slim waist and the taste of his tongue in his mouth was overwhelming. He was already getting close. A flex of abs made him moan loud into the red head’s mouth.

“Kiri,” he gasped into the lion’s mouth. “G-gonna.”

The lion grinned and kissed from the corner of his mouth to his ear. A low, purred growl echoed in Bakugo’s ear. “Go ahead, sweet thing. Paint my abs with your cum.”

Bakugo’s hips bucked hard against his abs and he bit his bottom lip, trying hard not to cum. He didn’t want to be pathetic.

“Oh, no, no, no. Not my sweet thing holding back. Don’t be embarrassed, I’m so happy you’re feeling good and enjoying yourself. We have all night. Cum for me, sweet thing. Cum for me.”

With a cry of, “Kirishima!” Bakugo’s eyes rolled back in his head, his back arched into Kirishima’s abs, and his hips stuttered as his cock throbbed against the muscles. He came, and god did he cum hard.

Thick ropes of white cum painted both their abs as Bakugo’s cock pulsed between them. Kirishima growled with pleasure and nipped at Bakugo’s ear. “There you go, sweet thing, there you go. Bet that feels real good, doesn’t it?”

The purr that started rumbling in the lion’s chest made Bakugo gasp as it made his abs vibrate and continue to stimulate his still hard cock. He pulled his hips back, needing a second to breathe.

“God my mate is so pretty,” Kirishima moaned against Bakugo’s neck. His beautifully textured tongue ran up the column of Bakugo’s neck. Full lips wrapped around his pulse point and sharp teeth scraped against his skin.

Bakugo shivered again and whimpered. Kirishima reached between them and ran his fingers through the thick cum there and brought the white coated fingers to his mouth. He sucked them clean and moaned around them.

“And his cum tastes good, too,” the lion moaned again.

“Fuck,” Bakugo whimpered, “you can’t just say stuff like that…” His cock was already throbbing and hard again.

The lion’s big head lifted and he grinned down at him. “Of course I can, I want you to know how much I adore you. You aren’t like other guests. I actually want to fuck your brains out.”

He leaned back in and hot breath washed over Bakugo’s neck. “I’d mate you in a heartbeat if you wanted me to. My bite would go right here.” His hot tongue lapped wetly over his neck before settling at the base where it met his shoulder. Those sharp teeth nipped at the spot and the blonde moaned again.

Kirishima growl-purred again and his lips wrapped around the spot. He sucked the skin there between his teeth, nipping at it while making Bakugo writhe and moan like a whore beneath him. The delicious pressure on the sensitive skin shot pleasure right to his aching cock.

“W-what would it mean? If you bit me?” he blabbered out through a moan.

Another growl rumbled through the lion’s chest and his pupils dilated. The musk smell filled Bakugo’s nose again and his eyes fluttered, that delightful dizziness buzzing in his brain. The growl made Kirishima’s teeth vibrate against his skin.

“It would mean you would be mine. You’d be my mate, pair bonded with me for life. You’d only ever be with me for the rest of your life. I’d still need to be a host for work but if you wanted me to stop having sex with others I’d stop. We’d live together. We’d be mates, lovers, a real couple.”

Kiri’s jaw twitched and his teeth pressed against the skin again, pulling another moan from Bakugo. “But it’s not something to be taken lightly. I need enthusiastic consent. And I should probably take you on a date first —”

“Please. I’ve never wanted anyone like I’ve wanted you before. You are so incredibly beautiful. Sexy. Handsome. Kind. You are everything…I’d be so lucky to be yours,” Bakugo begged.

Kirishima growled again, those big clawed hands gripped his waist tighter, his jaw twitching with the urge to mark this perfect little mate. “Please, Eijiro, make me yours. If you want me.”

With another, low, possessive growl those big, sharp teeth sunk into the soft flesh of Bakugo’s neck. He cried out in a combination of pleasure and pain. His cock throbbing as the sensations went straight to it. Fingers tugged hard on scarlet locks and he arched into his new mate.

Then Eijiro started purring and the dizziness gave way to a feeling of euphoria, warmth, and bliss. Bakugo relaxed into the plush bed and let out a sigh. The musky pheromones the lion was giving off now smelled divine.

“Pretty little mate,” the lion purred, lapping at the bite mark. The texture of his tongue along the fresh wound made Bakugo’s eyes roll back and a fresh groan escaped his lips.

Full lips closed around it and tended it, lapping and sucking eagerly, darkening the skin on and around the bite mark. Beautifully so, if you asked Kirishima. The dark mark with the shape of his teeth marked his mate as his.

Those lips crashed back against Bakugo’s and there was a hint of copper still on them as they proceeded to dance together once more. They felt more in sync this time, each stroke of a tongue or twist was matched easily by the other.

Both men moaned into each other’s mouths, bodies moving against one another. Bakugo’s aching cock rubbed against the lion’s abs again, gliding easily due to the cum that still painted them. Kirishima’s rock hard, textured cock was pooling precum on Bakugo’s thigh.

Kirishima pulled away and slowly kissed and licked his way down Bakugo’s neck to his pecs. That long, thick tongue circled his perky nipple and the blonde’s back arched off the bed, pushing that plump pec further into the lion’s mouth. The ball of his tongue piercing flicked against the hardened nub.

“Oh fuck,” Bakugo groaned.

He was rewarded with further purring that vibrated that little piece of metal against his surprisingly sensitive nipple. Kirishima’s sharp teeth gently dragged along the delicate flesh and Bakugo hissed. Those sharp teeth bit down around his nipple and left perfect imprints of his teeth.

“Fuck!” Bakugo whined, pleasured tears springing in his eyes.

Those crimson eyes rolled back as the lion continued to ravish his chest, sucking and licking on each nipple in turn, those clawed hands squeezing and kneading the ample muscles. Bakugo started to feel like he was floating, soaring higher into the clouds with each bite Kirishima decorated his pecs with.

He felt the hot wetness of that textured tongue drag down his abs. A purred groan left the lion’s throat as his tongue lapped up all the white that was adorning his chiseled stomach. Teeth continued to sink into soft skin and hard muscles.

When Kirishima finally swallowed the last of Bakugo’s cum and sat back, his little mate was spotted with bite marks. Most prominent of which was the one at the base of his neck, deep purple in hue. The lion growled in pleased joy at the sight, his massive cock twitching.

Leaning back in, his long tongue swirled around Bakugo’s aching, throbbing cock. The blissfully textured tongue cleaned it of the rest of his mate’s salty, delicious cum. Kiri’s tongue was long enough it looped around the aching member and swirled around it, rewarding him with a strangled moan from his mate.

Bakugo couldn’t believe it. He looked down and saw his lion’s mouth open, those sharp teeth glinting in the light. His pupils were still blown wide and his feline ears twitched on the top of his head. That pierced tongue was still wrapped around his cock and working it over.

This was so much better than any fantasy he had ever had. Calloused fingers wove back into that scarlet mane and he gently urged his new mate down. “S-suck me off, please? Please? ”

With a growl, Kirishima had opened his mouth and sunk his lips down on the hot, throbbing length. Bakugo’s hips bucked up and pushed his cock to the back of the lion’s hot, tight throat. Kiri growled and started to devour Bakugo’s cock in a way that made him see stars.

He’d never had a blowjob this good. With each bob of his mate’s head, his full lips ran along the length, that agile tongue swirled around it, and the pressure as he sucked was making him dizzy. The pressure was already building in his belly again.

“K-Kirishima! I-I’m!” The only response he got was more intense sucking and faster head bobbing. He whined out, his orgasm barreling down on him.

Bakugo screamed out as he exploded on his lion’s tongue and down his throat. Kiri groaned and swallowed it all down, lapping Bakugo’s over sensitive cock clean. He quivered and whined softly.

“S-sensitive.”

Kirishima immediately pulled off and sat back, looking at the beautiful visage of his mate in bliss. He was covered in his bites and sweat glistened on his pale skin. A soft purred growl left his chest as he closed his big hand around his huge cock.

Using the precum that was leaning from it profusely as lube, Kiri stroked a clawed hand up and down his massive length, head tilted back with a groan. His hips bucked into his own hand, and he wanted so desperately to be buried balls deep in his little mate.

As he stroked himself, he looked back down at his blonde human. His voice reverberated with the purr that was still emanating from his chest. “Do you top or bottom, baby? I usually top but I know my…anatomy can be intimidating, regardless of my size.”

Bakugo’s vermillion eyes fluttered open and he took a deep breath. “I..usually I’m a bottom. I’ll be anything you want me to be.” 

His deep voice was so loving and earnest it made Kirishima groan and growl, tapered head dropping more precum onto the bedspread below.

“Are you comfortable taking my cock, little mate? It’s big and if you’ve never used toys with texture before it might be…overwhelming,” Kiri purred gently, still stroking his length.

The lion was composed externally, but inside his instincts were screaming that he needed to seal the deal on his little mate. That he needed to shove his lion cock balls deep in his little hole, bite him again, and then scent mark him with his pheromones all over so everyone would smell his claim.

His massive cock throbbed in his furred hand, the little fleshy barbs making him shake. They weren’t just for his mate’s pleasure after all. The precum matted his fur but allowed for a perfectly smooth glide up and down the length.

Bakugo’s crimson eyes were fixated on that big, furred, clawed hand as it stroked up and down his mate’s lion cock. It really was huge. Even in the lion’s big hand it looked unusually large. Kats doubted he could wrap his hand completely around it. He would need two. How would it fit?

“I-I…I want to take it,” resolve steely in Bakugo’s voice, “But it’s so big. I don’t think it will fit. I’ve never taken anything even close to that big before….” He couldn’t keep the quiver out of his voice as he said it.

Kirishima’s cock lunged with desire at that and the lion bit his lip to hold back a moan. Fuck. His little mate just had to say the perfect words that triggered his size kink, didn’t he?

“Fuck,” the lion growled, leaning back over his mate and caging him in with one hand next to his head. He captured his sweet lips with his own and pushed his thick tongue into his mouth.

Bakugo moaned out his appreciation and danced his tongue along Kiri’s, chasing the salty taste of his own cum that still lingered. Kirishima’s hips thrust into his own hand as they made out, the monster drooling precum onto Bakugo’s still recovering soft cock. He growled into his mate’s mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into the depths, the tip tickling the back of his throat.

Pulling back suddenly, a thick line of saliva connected their lips, Kirishima panted and observed his mate. “Gonna prep you with my tongue, ‘kay? Then I’ll use a toy. My claws don’t exactly lend well for it so I can’t finger you.”

“You’re...gonna eat my ass ?” Bakugo whispered the last part, feeling embarrassed. “I-I didn’t shower before I came. Just this morning, I wasn’t expecting to need to be that clean.”

“Shhh, it’s okay little mate, sweet thing. I don’t mind, so long as it’s still okay with you that I do it. Is it?” he asked it softly while nuzzling his cheek against his mate’s, resuming his calming purrs.

The tightness that started rising in Bakugo’s chest eased and he let out a shaky breath, inhaling the alluring musk that the lion was releasing. It made the noise in his brain dissipate and let him resume floating in the bliss of being with his mate like this. The blonde nodded and sighed softly.

“If it’s not gross to you, I’m okay with it,” he finally breathed out.

Kirishima wasted no time, a large grin spreading across his face. He shuffled down and placed himself between Bakugo’s legs. Large hands gently moved to the backs of his thighs and pressed them up to his chest, exposing that little pucker to him.

Kirishima licked his lips to clear the drool that was threatening to drip from them. He leaned down and kissed across the backs of Bakugo’s thighs, biting lightly and peppering the unmarked skin with pretty bite marks.

Hungrily he sucked a hickey into the seam of his thigh and ass cheek, earning himself a whine from his mate. He let out a slow, hot exhale over Bakugo’s rim and watched as it flexed and quivered in response with another whimper.

A hungry smirk overtook his grin and he dove in. Sloppy, open mouthed kisses assaulted Bakugo’s hole and crack. Each little sound that he let out spurred the lion on further. He flattened his textured tongue and lapped over the rim, feeling it quiver. His mate bucked as his piercing dragged over it.

The manly, sweaty-salty, musky taste filled Kirishima’s mouth. A low, pleased growl rumbled and vibrated his tongue as he circled the rim with the tip of the muscle. Above him, Bakugo was letting out whimpers and whines with each breath.

Each circle and flat lap of his tongue meant the ring relaxed a little more. Finally, Kirishima nudged the center of the hole with the tip, pressing experimentally. When he found no resistance, the textured muscle pushed in beyond that tight gate and into heavenly warmth.

Bakugo had been eaten out before, but never before by a hybrid. Kirishima’s textured tongue added extra stimulation that made him nearly dizzy. When he pushed in, it wasn’t smooth like a human’s. He felt that texture with each inch of it that sunk beyond his rim.

It was soft but felt like a million little micro tentacles danced against his hole as the lion’s tongue dove deeper. Bakugo groaned loudly and his eyes rolled back as his mate’s huge tongue pushed even deeper inside and flicked against the special spot hidden in his depths.

“Ah! E-Eijiro, there!” he cried, begging further.

Kirishima was more than happy to oblige, thrusting his tongue in and out of Bakugo’s pretty hole, flicking the tip against his prostate with each pass. His mate was falling apart on his tongue, whining and trying to squirm, but big hands kept him still.

Pulling his tongue out Kirishima lapped around and over the hole a few more times. Drool slid from his lips and down his chin, similarly running down Bakugo’s crack and pooling between supple cheeks. With a firm press the lion thrust his tongue back in kept fucking it into his mate.

“Nnghh, E-Eijiro!” Bakugo whined, pleasured tears pooling on his waterline.

Another growl, and with his tongue inside like it was, pressed right against his prostate, it made Bakugo cry out and see galaxies. The blonde’s hands fisted the sheets tightly, trying to hold on like his life depended on it.

Kirishima felt Bakugo’s balls draw up and away from his forehead and glanced up, seeing his lover’s cock was fully hard again and throbbing in time with the thrusts of his tongue. His mate could give him two more, certainly he could, right?

Opening his mouth wider, Kirishima fucked his tongue in harder and faster, flicking the textured tip right up against that swollen inner spot, purring to make his tongue a natural vibrator. Red eyes stared as Bakugo’s cock jolted and throbbed over and over again.

With a solid push, Kirishima pressed his tongue in deeper and rubbed it all over Bakugo’s prostate, lapping at it eagerly, attacking the spot with fervor. He was readily awarded with his mate screaming out and that pretty cock erupting for a third time with white, violently pulsing but only dribbling out a few thick globs that ran down the shaft.

Reaching under his bed and pulling out a toy that was tapered in size, starting as thick as his tongue before slowly increasing to the thickness of his cock, Kirishima sat up and withdrew his tongue. He was a messy eater and his mate’s asshole was completely drenched in his drool. No additional lube needed.

Taking the toy by its flared base, he gently pressed it to Bakugo’s relaxed rim. He fed his mate’s ass the toy slowly. Vigilantly he watched the human’s face for any signs of distress as it increased in thickness.

“That’s it sweet thing, just breathe for me, relax and breathe. Just think about how good my big cock is gonna feel balls deep inside you. Yeah? You want me inside?” Kirishima’s purred voice asked.

Bakugo could only whimper in response. He wanted it more than anything. He wanted to fuck a hybrid more than he wanted to breathe. He wanted to fuck his mate more than he wanted his next breath.

“Good, good job, sweet thing. Stay nice and relaxed for me. You’re doing such a good job. So perfect for me, my perfect little mate,” he purred, finally pushing the toy in fully.

He held it still and let his mate adjust to the thickness that was the same as his massive cock. Smashing his lips against a dazed Bakugo’s, he shared the flavor of himself on his tongue once again. Bakugo moaned at how filthy it all was and his ass squeezed around the toy with need.

They made out for a few minutes, lips and tongues moving in perfect harmony. When they pulled apart, lips were puffy and swollen from the intensity, but Bakugo was finally ready for the main event.

Kirishima slowly pulled the toy out of his mate and grabbed the lube from the bedside, applying it to his cock and stroking it with his hand to make sure it’s nice and warm for his little mate. “Ready?”

Bakugo’s crimson eyes met vermillion ones, and he nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, fuck me, please god fuck me.”

With a growl, Kirishima surged forward and buried himself to the base in one smooth, hard thrust, losing control for a split second. Bakugo screamed in pleasure and his eyes squeezed shut. His soft cock erupted with a clear fluid as he came a fourth time and squirted for his mate.

“Fuck,” it was completely growled, low, barely English. “That was so fucking hot!”

The lion was shaking with restraint, watching his little mate pant and whimper on his cock. He needed to hold still. He’d overstimulate Bakugo if he started fucking him now.

Still, the massive thing twitched and throbbed inside, aching and urging him to move. But his mate’s enjoyment was more important than his instincts right now. He wouldn’t be a slave to his primal needs.

“How are you doing?” he purred, cupping Bakugo’s face with his clean hand.

The blonde nuzzled into his big hand and a dreamy smile blossomed on his lips. “I’m amazing. Fuck me now?”

He said it so sweetly, Kirishima’s heart clenched, and he leaned down to capture that pretty face in a loving kiss. He started slowly, rolling his hips so his cock pulled almost all the way out and then slowly sank back in. Bakugo gasped against his lips.

“Oh my god it’s…it’s indescribable,” he whined, grabbing Kirishima’s forearms and digging his nails in.

It truly was, as the lion slowly pushed and pulled his massive cock in and out of him it felt like he was going to split in two. But on top of that, each of those little “barbs” gently stroked his walls as the lion pushed in. The girth stretched him and the texture tantalized and teased.

He was shaking and trembling with each thrust, gasping. Holding on to Kirishima like the was pounding him with all his might when he was just gently making love to him. But that cock those barbs made everything more intense by a hundredfold.

“Doing okay, sweet thing?” Kirishima growled out. The lion was shaking too, but with restraint. He needed to pound Bakugo with all his strength and prove his might as a mate, but he could see how intense just this was for him.

Bakugo couldn’t speak anymore, he only whimpered and nodded shakily. His crimson eyes wide and begging for more. He tugged at the lion’s arms, urging him to go faster, harder.

“Once I start, I won’t be able to stop, I need to fuck you and claim you, little mate. My instincts won’t let me stop when I start.” That deep voice was strained with the effort of holding himself back.

A nervous flash crossed Bakugo’s face and Kirishima let out a shaky breath, “Just tell me stop or tap my arm three times if it’s too much and I’ll make myself stop. Okay? I’d never hurt you.”

Bakugo relaxed at that and nodded his permission. Kirishima growled again and dove in to kiss him, slamming his hips into his ass hard. He drank his mate’s pleasured scream and encircled his big hands around that slutty little waist. Using his grip as leverage Kirishima pounded into Bakugo’s ass with more strength than the human could fathom.

Each thrust rewarded the lion with a scream that he swallowed greedily. His heavy balls smacked against Bakugo’s perfectly supple cheeks and the sound of skin on skin echoed throughout the room. The bed creaked in protest, it wasn’t used to his level of abuse. Kirishima never let go with clients like this, ever.

But Bakugo wasn’t just a client, not anymore. He was his everything. His reason to exist. His heart, his soul, his mate, his life. All pinned beneath him and beautifully taking his massive feline cock. Kirishima’s tail swished behind them eagerly. 

Kirishima was growling and purring, groaning when Bakugo’s hole clenched around him as he stroked that special spot inside with the head of his cock. His hands gripped that slim waist hard and pulled his pretty mate down onto his cock as he thrust up. The blonde’s eyes were closed but he still screamed for him.

The sensations were starting to get to the lion. His mate was so hot and tight inside, it felt like he was trying to milk the cum right from his massive cock. But he would last. His mate would cum first, he would always cum first. And Kirishima wanted him to feel better than he’d ever felt before.

Using his hand that still had lube on it he wrapped it around Bakugo’s cock, which was hard again. It wasn’t small by any means, it was actually well above average, but in the lion’s hand it did look small. It just reminded him how much bigger he was than his mate, which made him shiver and his cock twitch inside him.

Kirishima started stroking his mate in time with his thrusts. The blonde’s eyes flew open and his back arched, causing them both to moan loudly as his cock sank deeper into his velvety depths. They were both moaning and grunting in an animalistic way, and Kirishima thrust and pumped harder, chasing their releases like prey.

“One more little mate, give me one more. You can do it. Let me make you feel better than anyone else ever has in your life. I love you. Come on. Cum for me one more time.”

He angled his hips to hit Bakugo’s prostate with each thrust and his mate screamed. The pointed head and stimulation of the soft barbs dragging across that nerve cluster had Bakugo cumming in seconds. He screamed at the top of his lungs, “Eijiro!” as his balls drew up and his cock pulsed, but nothing came out, his mate was cumming dry for him.

“Fuck! Katsuki!” the lion roared, slamming in one last time and falling over the edge himself at the sight of his mate cumming dry, for him.

Sharp teeth sank back into Bakugo’s neck as Kirishima emptied his heavy balls deep inside his little mate’s hole. He growled and roared around his neck, seeing stars he was cumming so hard.

His legs shook and he collapsed on his side, completely spent, rolling onto his back to pull Bakugo onto his chest. Leaning in to kiss his mate’s cheek he saw that the pleasure had overwhelmed his little lover and he’d passed out.

Kirishima settled in and gently rubbed his mate’s back, purring lovingly to soothe him. He peppered his face with kisses and then laid back. He was mated, to the perfect little human mate.

Nose buried in messy blonde locks, the lion inhaled the scent that had drawn him across the club in the first place. Smoky, spicy cinnamon filled his nostrils. His mate’s natural pheromones smelled like smokey, spicy cinnamon and male musk.

The purring got stronger as Kirishima realized how happy he was. So, truly happy.

A few hours later when Katsuki woke up, there were still several hours before the club closed for the night. The two cuddled close and exchanged numbers before Kirishima spoke up:

“Want to go dancing?” the lion’s eyes were lit up and that sunshine grin was back on his face.

Bakugo had grabbed his tail and was playing with the tuft of fur on the end. Kirishima purred louder as his mate played with it. “Dancing?” the blonde asked.

“Yeah! There’s the dance floor out in the club! The DJ has really good taste and it’s a lot of fun! Cm’on, I’m sure you’ll love it!” Kirishima had already sat up, accidentally sending Bakugo tumbling off his lap in his excitement.

“Oops, sorry baby.”

Big, warm hands helped Bakugo right himself. They donned robes and quickly hit the showers before returning to pull on their clothes. Next thing Bakugo knew, the giant lion, now his mate, was dragging him out into the loud bass of the dance floor.

The lights arrived and pulsed with the music and Kirishima’s grin only got wider as he started dancing. Well, if you could call it dancing. He more just jumped to the rhythm and fist pounded in the air. But Gods did he look so sexy and happy doing it. His long scarlet hair bounced with every jump.

Bakugo couldn’t help but grin and dance too, actually moving his hips and having a little bit of style to his movements. He wasn’t anxious anymore. How could he be when this hybrid, this embodiment of sunshine, was his lover and mate?

They danced for the rest of the night, getting completely sweaty and gross but laughing all the while. Bakugo loved that smile, the one that lit up the hybrid’s face and made his ears perk up. On the last song Kirishima scooped him up, “Up we go baby!”

Bakugo settled on his mate’s shoulders and he could see the entire club. It was incredible, actually. But after taking an initial glance around he looked down and locked eyes with the only thing in this whole place that mattered: Eijiro.

“I’m so happy I came tonight,” Bakugo said.

Kirishima beamed back up at him: “Me too!”

“I love you, Red.”

The lion had already been beaming, but now it was like someone turned it to the intensity of the actual sun and added happy tears. “I love you, too!”

That night they went home to Katsuki’s place together, and it was the first night of the rest of their lives together as mates. They couldn’t wait to see what life had in store for them next.

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From the New 10th years full color page. I draw my fav ships with their lovechilds

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my take on a kiribaku love child

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Random KiriBaku x Reader Headcanons

Kirishima is the biggest cuddler out of the 3 of you. He snuggled around one of you at all times, at home, in public, he doesn’t care. Bakugo will hold hands and maybe give you guys quick pecks in public, but he loves being feels touchy when you guys are alone.

Should be obvious, but Kats is the chef of the three of you. You and Eiji try to help and at first he’ll let you, but by the time he gets done criticizing and hovering over you, you just give up and let him do it. He’s so particular when he’s in the kitchen. Usually you and Eiji will sit at the bar and just keep him company.

Kirishima is the go to guy when you just wanna get up and go anywhere. Bakugo is asking, where, what time, and who else is gonna be there. Katsuki is a lot more introverted thank Eiji.

Katsuki does this thing when he gets tired where he will try to herd you and Eiji in your shared room. If you guys are up late watching a movie he will try and stay up but he gets grumpy. It’s usually Eiji who just verbally says let’s go to bed because he knows the blonde is gonna continue to pitch a fit if not.

You do not touch doors or lift/carry anything anymore. They provide the ultimate princess treatment.

Katsuki shows how much he loves the two of you through actions. This is why he loves to make yummy, nutritious meals for you. His love language is acts of service

Eiji is very verbal and continuously tells the both of you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you. Brags about both of you to anyone who will listen to him. His love language is words of affirmation.

They both love physical activities, so most of your dates involve them is some form or another. Hikes, paint ball fights, amusement parks are all typical. They know they are in really great shape, so they let you set the pace for these activities.

Both of them get very jealous over you and each other. Bakugo is more upfront and loud about his jealousy, whereas Kiri tries to contain his but ends up sulking.

Eiji is the peacemaker of the group. You and Katsuki are typically the ones that pick fights. You both have shit attitudes when you’re pissed and Eiji tries to stay neutral and calm things down. However when Eiji does get mad, it’s best to give him space. Not for too long tho cuz again he internalizes things a little too much.

All three of you think you’re the funniest one out of the group. The truth is you are the funniest, then Eiji, then Katsuki. You came to that conclusion after going back and forth about is for over an hour, raking votes and everything. Bakugo was so pissed that night he tried sleeping on the couch. Gave that up after an hour before climbing in bed and threatening your lives if you said anything to him.

* happiest little threesome to ever exist.

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Kirishima: Bro, let's play chicken. We spend quality time together and the first one to fall in love loses.

Bakugo: Deal!

**a few weeks later, in the UA dorms**

Bakugo: ...dammit!

Kirishima: Ha! I make you happy!

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This a comic I made on my sketchbook, maybe one day I'll have enough motivation to color it on my tablet :,)