❛ FUELING THE FIRE ❜
ᴋᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ x͛ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
☆ word count - 3.3k
warnings - choking, doggy style, degrading, orgasm denial, hair pulling, rough sex, oral (receiving and giving), slight slapping, hate fucking
synopsis - y/n and bakugo have been rivals ever since they've met but being in the same band has limited the amount of hate that they can have for each other. after a victory for the band, they celebrate in more ways than one.
The after-party was the best part of a show. After winning a huge battle of the bands, the small group of talented young adults had decided to host a party. One that was supposed to be inner circle only but ended up the co-lead guitarist -Mina- had posted on her story about it and at least one hundred people off of her platform only had shown up and it quickly became a bigger deal than they thought it would be.
You groaned, sliding your hands down your face in annoyance as hundreds of sweaty bodies pushed themselves against each other, leaving no room for anyone to breathe. "Mina, you aren't allowed to take another shot. You are nearly on E," you said while grabbing her arm, hoisting her up from her spot on the floor. She recently collapsed after dancing with the nearest person to her for about thirty minutes straight, leaving her boyfriend to have a hissy fit and sitting quietly by himself, drowning in his own jealousy.
"Here, I got her," you heard Kirishima get up and wrap her dangling hands around his shoulders, holding her in his protective embrace while saying small goodbyes to his friends, being mindful of not speaking too loud and adding to the loud music due to Mina's ear being right next to his mouth. "Bakugo don't act a fool and leave y/n alone," he pointed at the ash blond, glaring at the male as he nonchalantly sucked his teeth while looking the other way.
Kirishima walked out, cradling his girlfriend in his arms while he stepped out into the street but not before looking both ways. Opening his car door, he put Mina into the backseat and made sure that she sat comfortably. Driving off and honking his horn, he started his route to their shared apartment.
"I need love like that," you said, leaving back onto the white brick walls behind you and averting your eyes to Denki and Jiro grinding to the beat of a slow song that boomed throughout the room. This made you feel even worse because there you were looking at everyone dance with their significant others while you stood lonely with a drink in your hand, wishing to wash away the loneliness buried inside of you that didn't seem to go away.
Even in a room full of people, you still felt as if you were the only one, not enjoying life and not living as you should be. You were young, youth showing through each curve and crevice of your body, spirit, and mind but yet, you just couldn't grasp the concept of friendship.
You felt a tall presence beside you and you shifted your body, looking to see the culprit and you found yourself to be face to face with the one you hated most,
Katsuki Bakugo.
He could get any girl he wanted in the blink of an eye and that only added to his huge ego and even bigger god complex. He thought he was high and mighty and every piece of land that he walked on should be worshipped and you tried to steer yourself as far away from him as you could get but of course, luck wasn't on your side.
Being in the same friend group and constantly rehearsing for gigs, you just couldn't seem to get away. Everywhere you looked, he was there flaunting his good looks and using them to his advantage with every chance he got. You hated the way that he would get mad at the simplest things but could still have the utmost respect.
He nudged your shoulder, taking a sip of his strong drink from inside of a red solo party cup. "What's with the dumb look?" he asked, mixing the contents of his drink just by rolling his wrist. His face was lit up by the white fairy lights that decorated the room.
"I don't have a dumb look. How about you go back to fucking some girl you find around here. They all look your type. Pretty with blonde hair," I looked up at the ceiling, avoiding his hungry gaze. Striking red eyes burning a nonexistent hole into the side of your head and it seemed to grow bigger and bigger until he rolled his eyes.
"Look, I don't know what the fuck is up with you but shut that shit down right the fuck now." He held your arm tightly, pulling your body so that you both were chest to chest. Due to the height difference, your neck craned back to the best of its ability so that you could hold eye contact. His cold silver rings made marks into the flesh of your arm.
"If you don't get your hands off of me right now I swear I will punch you in the gut," you raised your hand and balled it into a fist, showing him that you wouldn't waste any time to do so.
Laughing in your face, he thought you were adorable. Acting as if you would lay your hands on him. The pathetic attempt made him poke out his lip and try to get his breathing back in control. "You know, y/n. You think you're so scary but I see the looks you give me. Glaring at me as I talk to other females. To me, every last thing you do looks like jealousy," he put a piece of your hair behind your ear, leaning closer to you and nibbling on your ear lightly.
Kisses were placed on your neck and it made your breath hitch. "Some say jealousy isn't a good look but when it comes to you, it's a lie." Grabbing your neck and applying pressure, he trailed the kisses up from your neck, to the side of your lips. Whispering right above the said area, he stayed there but moving any closer. "Everything looks good on you."
Fed up, you smashed your lips on his, pushing yourself unbelievably closer to him. Your mind was clouded with hate and lust. The physical attraction you had towards him made your body move on its own and you couldn't help but revel in the feeling of him against you in this heated moment.
Tongues intertwining into what first was a slow kiss but almost immediately shifted into one that made your knees buckle from beneath you. His unoccupied hand came down to your ass, fondling it in the large, calloused hand of his and you moaned into his mouth. Bodies running on the absolute hate that you have for each other, the kiss grew hungry and desperate. Slamming his back into the wall as he let go of your ass and held your thigh, bringing it up and keeping it there.
Everyone in the room was so wrapped up in the loud music to notice you two hurriedly rushing out of the room. Running into someone's room, sickly bright yellow bedsheets enveloped your body as Katsuki pushed you down. His hands took of your leather jacket and the clasp of your red bustier top. Letting your breast free, he leaned down and took one into his mouth, sucking on your nipple and grazing it with his teeth to add pleasure while he played with the other one. Pulling and playing with the bud as your hands clasped his hair, holding his head as it went back and forth between your two mounds.
Your back arched into him as his knee rubbed against your aching spot. The fabric of your jeans and the pressure of his knee making your eyes roll. "I hate you so fucking much," you hissed as he switched nipples, continuing to take his time. He looked up at you with his hair covering his eyes but he could see you clearly and he loved it. The way spit dribbled down your chin as your tongue rolled out from between your plump lips.
"Look at me when you say it or I don't believe it," he let go of your bud and moved his face to match yours. Opening your eyes, you took a deep breath, looked into his eyes, and repeated yourself. "I fucking hate-," he cut you off, putting his lips onto your own and inserting his tongue into your mouth. He took off your pants, sliding them down in a rush and separating from you.
Going down to your soaking heat, he licked his lips and ran a nimble finger down your slit to gather up a good amount of your slick. Popping the finger into his mouth with a hum of content, he wanted more and that's what he got.
Using his tongue to sop up each and every last drop of the slick that coated you, he couldn't get enough of you. You let out a squeal as he put both of your legs on his shoulders, bringing you closer to his mouth so that he could lick spots that he couldn't before.
Your hands made their way to his blond locks. Holding onto them tightly as he let out a moan from your grip. "Bakugo please," you whined. For what? Neither of you knew but it sure did ignite a fire inside him at your behavior. He chuckled and the vibration sent an electrical-like wave onto your clit, making your legs close around his head and you shook. He graded your thighs, enabling you from cowering away as he continued his relentless sucking.
"I can't," you broke down, body jerking and shaking as you released all on his tongue. His face was covered and glistening. "Mhm, who knew pussy could taste so good. You better feel as good as you taste," he said, slapping your thigh as he got up and removed his clothes, rendering himself naked.
Recovering from your recent orgasm, your breathing unsteady and ragged, you turned your body onto your stomach and lied your head on the plush decorative pillows. Bakugo let out a 'tch,' reaching over your body to place consecutive slaps to your face to bring you back.
Getting excited as you felt his long, hard length resting on your ass, you put yourself in your needs, bending over and sticking your ass into the air. Katsuki slapped it a could of times, making an irritated red mark in the form of his large hand on your left cheek. "Needy little slut," he said, aligning himself up with your entrance but not sliding in, teasing your folds as he coated his tip in your slick.
You pushed back against him, wanting him to hurry up and put it in. "In," the one simple word made him slowly but surely slide in. Groaning and throwing his head back as he bottomed out, hitting the spot inside you that resulted in you pushing your head into the pillows beneath you and moaning his name.
Wanting to hear you, he used his hand and gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail, using it to slam you against him while he used his other to hold your neck, arching you. You brought your hand up to his, trying desperately to grab onto him.
Rutting inside you, Katsuki muttered a series of incoherent curses under his breath. "Shit, shit, shit."
Locking his hands in your hair and pulling you up to his chest, he fucked into you like there was no tomorrow and the only thing you could ask yourself was how did you get here.
How is it that you ended up fucking the person you hated with every part of your being? When Mina first asked you to join their band, you almost said no due to the blond male's nasty attitude but you couldn't let that hatred ruin something great. You hated the way he clouded your mind but you also couldn't deny the sexual tension.
Being pulled out of your thoughts, Katsuki grunted your name in your ear. "Push back against me slut," he let go of your hair, letting you fall onto the sheet and grip onto them to steady yourself. "Katsu," you finally out, just being able to form one single word before he grabbed your waist and pinned it down, pushing into you and reaching the spongey spot buried so deep that only a certain kind of person could hit.
You yelled but used your hand to cover your mouth, wanting to minimize the sounds that bounced off of the walls but Katsuki grabbed both of your arms, pulling them behind your back. "Don't fucking do that. Let everyone hear how good I'm fucking you. Let them know how you talk shit but at the end of the day, no one can fuck you like this," his hips stuttered, and knew he was close.
Pushing yourself back against him, your ass slapped against his pelvis, matching the speed of his thrusts. "That's it, slut. You're finally learning," he smirked but his breath hitched, slipping out and cumming on your back with a grunt.
"Shit, if you always fuck like this and we could actually be friends," he said, laughing while using his thumb to gather his release off of your back then turning you over so that he could slip his thumb past your lips and into your mouth. "Suck," he looked down at you, smirking sadistically while your watering eyes looked at him in submission.
You turned your head and shook it, signaling that you wouldn't. The smirk on his face grew wider with every passing second. Grabbing your throat, his hand acted as one of the finest pieces of jewelry you could ever act for. His athletic build standing over yours as if he was a predator stalking his prey. "Suck them slut. Don't make me tell you again."
All you could do was nod your head. The grip on your neck prevented you from breathing properly. Katsuki only left just enough room to have you getting enough air to keep you running but other than that, you had to use your nose. You swirled your tongue around his thick fingers, tasting his cum on them and surprisingly, due to being caught up in the moment, the taste was bearable.
Your black eyeliner ran down your face beautifully as he brought them to the back of your throat, making you gag but quickly gaining your composure. Bakugo cooed, loving the way you looked. He found the picture in front of him to be the best thing a guy could ask for but he would never in his life admit it.
The guys always told him, "You guys are going to get together by the end of the summer. You can't fight the fact that she is fine as hell and could get anyone she wants." It was true. You could indeed get anyone but Katsuki threatened anyone that even looked in your way for too long. Every single person that tried it with you had a long lecture from the ash blond and it always ended up with him beating the other person to a pulp for thinking they ever stood a chance.
Taking his fingers out of your mouth, Katsuki wanted to feel how well those pretty little lips of yours would feel around his throbbing dick. Shifting you so that your head was aligned with his rock-hard length, he put his hands behind his head, looking down at you then back up to the ceiling. "You know what to do."
You swallowed thickly, looking at his angry red tip and prominent vein on the side of his dick. "Don't just stare at it. Do something," he hissed, grabbing your hair and bringing you even closer to him.
Your hand went to the base, stroking it ever so lightly and looking up at him while you kitten licked his slit. Spiting, sending a glob of your spit to his dick and watching it run down the side of his shaft, you looked at the way he twitched as you did so. Katsuki let out a frustrated breath, and his eyes furrowed together. He wanted nothing more than your lips to encase him, sucking him in all the right ways.
"Stop fucking around." Grabbing your head and pushing you all the way down his length, Bakugo moaned, cradling your head in his hands as he slouched over your kneeling figure, Knees digging into the mattress and hands resting in his lower thighs, you hollowed your cheeks and flattened your tongue on the underside of his dick.
Moving your head to his desired speed, "Aren't you just full of surprises today," he cooed, feeling you maneuver your tongue all around his dick. "Look at you. Sucking my shit like this," holding your head in place and thrusting into your mouth, he fucked your throat. Stretching it and feeling you gag around him.
Spit dribbled down your chin and his balls slapped up against it. The sound of gargling filled the room and you were pretty sure the party died down, letting everyone on the other side of the wooden door hear two rivals fucking each other. "Ah, shit y/n. That loud ass mouth of yours actually can be put good use." He always used to taunt you and talk about how you used your mouth too much and never used it for the right reasons.
There were so many boundaries that were being crossed that very night. Everything from now on would be affected by what took place. The way you would view the male and the same thing goes for him.
Letting his load out into your mouth with one last thrust, he let out a long line of every swear in the book, throwing himself back onto the surface beneath the two of you, with heavy breaths. You sat on your heels, swallowing the creamy hot cum he graced you with previously. Looking at him seductively as he regained his steady heartbeat.
Pulling you into his chest, you felt his heart pounding in his chest. "This isn't going to change anything, right?" You questioned, wanting everything to go back to normal. Back to him hating you with everything in him, or at least what you thought.
"Yes, y/n. We will go back to screaming at each other in passing," he laughed, holding onto you but deep down inside, he wanted you all to himself. He wanted to be the person you woke up next to every morning, the person that would hold you ever do protectively when you've had a bad day. He wanted nothing but the best for you but was willing to push all those thoughts aside for you.
"You know what? Katsuki, I know what we've been doing is mad childish and now I want to build a connection that we didn't get to start up when we first met," you started, pushing yourself up by your palms. You saw him smile, something that you seemed to yearn to see.
"I want to get to know you. See the playful side of you that no one ever gets to see." He pulled you back to his chest, kissing the side of your head repeatedly and secretly smiling to himself.
"Just don't fuck up, okay?"