Warning: Contains lemon.

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[Bakugo Katsuki]

Fûck.

Fûcking damn.

Shit. Why can't I remove that damn fûcknerd out of my head? He's making me mad to the point that I want to kill him. I want him out of my sight. I want him away from me.

I want to... fûck him senselessly.

At first, I thought if I have gone mad - already am - when I, out of nowhere, imagined Deku underneath me while moaning as I thrust roughly into him. It was disgusting yet my mind kept imagining scenarios of doing it with him. It began on our last month in middle school. I'm not gay shit to begin with and I just like taking my frustration out on that quirkless weakling. But everything changed when we both entered at the same high school, Yuuei.

I didn't know that he was hiding a quirk - flashy at that - from me. I felt that he was mocking me, underestimating me that he's far stronger than I am. Tch, think he could surpass me, huh? After seeing his quirk for the first time, I began to get more violent at him. I hated him. I despise him. Yet, I want him.

However, I began to put distance on us. I realize that my mind has been full of him and I thought it was dangerous for him to be near me. Fuck, he's just behind me during classes! Curse sitting arrangements! I could not get myself to understand what has happened to me. This has never occurred and it really was bothering. Some of our classmates in Yuuei noticed that I have minimized my insults towards him but I just let them be.

I even heard some of them were glad that for once I got to shut my trap up. That I won't let pass so I blasted their faces then.

Days had passed and I thought that the distancing method would work but it just worsen. My imagination goes more wilder that it sometimes cause me to have an erection, accidentally in some public areas. It pisses me off. Why do I want Deku of all people? Why I get the feeling that I want to fuck him? Why am I thinking like this?

My mom noticed my changes and have talked to dad - coincidentally heard them talking at the living room - that I'm somewhat depressed. I don't get them and I decided to ignore them. I don't think the term 'depressed' was the right word to use. I think it's called Frustration. Since this issue have began since middle school, and had worsen in high school, I discovered a way to relief myself.

A groan escape my throat but the sounds were muffled. I was biting my pillow to contain them as I stroke myself in my room. Scenes of Deku crying for more on my bed, thrusting my manhood inside of his warm entrance roughly, placing hickeys all over his sweaty flesh, clinging on me for dear life. I furiously stroke my hardness and threw my head back.

My eyes were shut close and my breathing ragged. The image of Deku coming while screaming in pleasure and some splattering on his erotic face caused me to reach my own climax. I breathed heavily and looked onto my hand. My hand coated of my own sèmen of frustration. I've done it again, huh...

I rested my head on the wall beside my bed as I was catching my breath. I gritted my teeth weakly.

"I want to fûck him..." I muttered softly.

It was another day in Yuuei.

It was afternoon and I was going to head at the rooftop. Heading there was prohibited yet I still sneak my way there to have some peace. I know it's not like me to do such shit but with a messed up thoughts, I knew I have to have my alone time.

I gone out of the classroom and was about to head there when someone, the person who I desperately wanted to be away from me, called me out. I halt for a moment and decided to just act that I did not heard him. I continued my walk and I heard him calling out again, this time a louder one. I began to change my pace and run, still on act that I didn't heard him - face it, Katsuki, it's not acting at all. He called out again and he sounded very near. Until I froze on my tracks when he grabbed my wrist to stop me.

"Let go of me, fucker!" I growled and instinctively pulled my hand back on my side.

He looked surprised but I just ignored it as he hesitantly took back his hand to him. He held a paper to me with his shaking hands.

"A-aizawa-sensei was asking me to give this to you, Ka-kacchan." his voice stutters, sounding nervous.

Don't call me like that.

"So here..."

Get away from me.

"Kacchan...?"

Don't look at me that way...

"Are you alri-!"

As I was resisting, I snatched his wrist and slammed him on the wall. I pinned him with his wrist just above his head and my leg in between his. I neared my face on his scared one and smack the wall on the side of his face. He wince when he got hit with my explosion a little bit.

I bared my teeth in grimace. I knew this would happened if he gets near me. I knew I might - did - lose control.

I knew I made him afraid. By the sight of his being caged by me, his eyes shows how shock and scared he was, his cute freckled cheeks, and his moistened shivering pink lips - that I badly want to kiss.

I know I should stop right now before I went too far and at the same time losing my sanity completely. Using my last droplet of self-control, I immediately let go of him with hesitation and back away a step. I snatched the paper off of his grasp and walked away without making an eye contact after muttering; "Don't get near me again, Deku."

The day ended with no other disturbance, aside what had happened earlier. I quickly headed home the moment we were allowed to leave. Today was even more frustrating. I felt that my frustration even got worse. The moment I got very close to that fúckface, the more I feel the urge to violate him. I know I am now dangerous so I at least have to distance myself on my own. But that shitty nerd makes everything more impossible!

I opened the door of our house and slammed it close.

"I'm home." I informed as usual.

"Welcome back, Katsuki!" my mom replied from the kitchen.

I headed straight to my room and immediately locked it. I got an erection while I was heading home so I hurried myself to do this in here instead. Like hell I could jerk myself in public.

I threw my bag on floor and hop on my bed. Quickly zipping my pants open, I remove the fabric that's been the cause of the tightness on it. My manhood sprang up proudly yet I'm in shame. I bit my lower lip and slowly stroke it first. Images began flowing into my thoughts. It was always him. Always Deku. Deku, who was laying on my bed, clenching on the bed sheets as I slowly penetrate him. My manhood twitch on my grasp, I continued imagining.

My stroking went faster and frustration was obvious in my movements. Sweat started rolling down on my temples and dripping down from my chin. I let a groan when I felt myself nearing my limit. Finally, the image of Deku screaming my name as he climaxed. I imagined myself filling him in when in reality I came on my own hand.

I huffed for air and slumped my back on the wall. The room felt so fûcking hot that I flinch. I looked under me and grunted angrily. I'm still fûcking damn hard! Curse this! I hate this! Damn Deku! Damn hi-!

A soft knock was heard from my door and my thoughts were cut. I awaited for moment for someone to speak but no one did. I thought maybe it was mom but;

"K-kacchan?"

I felt myself getting pale and my manhood twitch. My eyes were open wide from surprise and I literally hit my forehead on the wall.

Okay, Katsuki. Calm down. Calm the fûck down. Calm your nerves and chill. You're too frustrated that you're even hallucinating that fûckmunch outside of your room as if allowing himself to get rap-

"Kacchan! A-are you alright? I heard a bang there just now..."

"Didn't I told you not to get fûcking near me, shîtface! Why the hell are you here anyway?" I roared and punched the wall with my fist.

I heard him yelp on the other side before he spoke; "S-sorry. I followed you on your way here..."I gritted my teeth.

Shut up.

"It's just... I want to know what's bothering you since you've changed weirdly recently..."

Because of you!

"So, I came here to talk to you and your mom had let me in. She told me that she'll be going for a shopping for dinner."

Why did she let him in?!

"If it's about me... I'm sorry. I'm just worried..."

Worried your shit! It's obviously about you, dumbass!

"Go away, Deku. I'm fûcking fine on my own!" I lied through my teeth and groan lightly when my manhood twitch again.

As much as I want to relief myself, I couldn't. This is getting more painful the more seconds passed. Fûck, why can't he just...

"No, Kacchan!" He raised his voice and it sounded determined somehow. I was taken aback.

"I'm not leaving until I don't hear your side! I want to help you, Kacchan! At least for once! Let me help you! Your parents were also worried about you but I'm more worried than them!" he retorted in desperation.

I was shocked to his words. But... He really is an idiot. A fûcking stupid idiot. He has no idea that he's digging his own grave in here. He has no clue that I'm dangerous. He doesn't realize that the moment he steps inside of this room, I might not control myself anymore and violate him completely.

And if I did, he might distance himself on his own because of that! Now that I think about it, maybe that's a great idea. I want him away from me so I won't get to experience this miserable feeling. If I fûck him right now, maybe everything would be over... Yeah.

I felt a grin crept onto my face. I boldly stood up not caring if I'm almost half naked and head for the door. I stopped just in front of it before I spoke; "You want to help me, Deku?"

My voice sounded as if I was some maniac. I almost let out a laugh when I realize that my tone obviously has motives. Now, it's up to him whether to naïvely accepts or smartly rejects.

"Yes." his voice was determined yet I noticed a hint of hesitation.

I placed my hand on the door making a sound of thump. I bit my lower lip having my own hesitation. I still do have my self-control but with him just on the other side of this door is enough to make me mad.

"I'm giving you a fûcking chance, Deku. The door's not locked by the way. If you want to help me, you have two choices; enter this room and I'll fûck you hard or just ignore this and act as if this never happened. Either way, I'm still going to catch you while you're still here."

After saying that, I heard nothing but silence. I was awaiting for his response or his foot steps to escape but nothing, mute. I know it was blunt of me to say such ridiculous crap. I knew he's surprised. Like who on their right mind would agree and let themselves get fûcked by a frustrated teenager?

I jolted when the door knob twists.

A smirk formed on my lips. Oh, I forgot. This fûcktard is not in his right mind, by the way.

The door slowly opens but I pulled it to open wide and Deku let out a soft squeak from what I did, almost sumbling on his own feet. I didn't let him process what's going on as I grabbed his wrist and threw him on my bed harshly.

I didn't care if he's hurt or what. Now that he himself chose this decision then all I have to do is finally enjoy this.

"K-kaccha-" he stopped when I locked the door with a click.

Now, I couldn't help but to let out a low laugh. My laugh sounded villainous and it really amused me. I slowly neared Deku and he tried inching away. His back met the wall beside my bed and I crawled onto my bed to pin him on it.

"Deku..." I whispered before I greedily kissed him.

'Damn, his lips were soft. It's so addicting.'

I felt him frozen and was not moving an inch on my kiss. I thought of teasing him by pinching one of his buds, playing with it slowly. His body reacts on my touch but remained his lips shut close. I got pissed and trailed my hand down. I decided to give his manhood a little squeeze. He reacted more on it and slightly opens his mouth to moan.

I took this chance to slid my tongue in and cupped his cheek. I explored his mouth, amazed that now he's a living flesh right in front of me. That now he's a reality form from my imagination. His tongue tried fighting back but it was obvious that I would win. I dominated him completely and after some moments of kissing, I broke it leaving a string of our mixed spit on our lower lip.

Deku was huffing for air with his eyes half lidded. He's so damn fûcking adorable! I pulled him down so he's now laying on the bed. I ripped his uniform open and began placing bite marks on his skin. He made muffled sounds under me and I just listened to him as I continue my work. When I came down to his chest, I played one of his nipples with my mouth while the other with my fingers.

"Kacchan..." Deku moaned.

His chest slightly arches up as if saying for more. When I was done on his chest area, I moved down further. I removed his belt and swiftly pulled down his pants along with his boxers. Deku gasped and instinctively covered his exposed lower area.

"Let me fûck you, Deku." I growled.

I removed his hands off and spread his legs wide. Finally he's fully exposed, just the way I like it. Heh, he even acts that he doesn't like what I'm doing to him but look at him. Fûcking hard underneath me.

I used my sèmen coated hand to start and finger his hole. With just one finger entering smoothly, Deku began squirming.

"K-kacchan, it feels weird. What are you doing?"

"Fìngering you. While I still have a tiny dust of my self-control, with you fûcking bleeding, that would be shit." I breathed then entered next a second finger.

Deku's body flinch and his moans volumes up a little. I made scissoring motion with my fingers and after some moments of thrusting it in and out, I inserted my third finger. I did few thrusts with it and felt Deku tightens around me. I was about to complain and scold him to relax a little bit but when I looked up to him, his eyes were teary and was looking at his side.

I bit my lower lip. My raging manhood's complaining loudly down here but if Deku's crying because this is out of his will then this hurts more than my angry èrection. My eyes widens for a second there. What am I thinking? I'm... concerned about this shitface? Why...?

I stopped moving my fingers in him as I lean down to near his face. I used my other hand and gently turned Deku's head to face me. Our gazes met and I kissed his tears away. I kissed his forehead, kissed the tip of his nose, kissed his freckled cheeks, then finally kissed his trembling lips. Upon kissing him, I felt him loosening his tightness around my fingers. I slowly broke our kiss again and stared at his green watery eyes.

"I think I love you, fuckface." I muttered and his eyes showed astound.

Even I was astound of the words that came out of my mouth. I couldn't continue my train of thoughts when I saw Deku's cheeks- no, face turning beet red. As if the heat on his face made a poof. I even felt my own face heating up.

"K-kaccha-"

"Shut up and let's continue." I interrupted him and resumed my fingers' job.

I did few thrusts and finally pulled it out. I undressed myself, removing my uniform and pants, throwing it somewhere on the floor.

Positioning myself properly below him and guided the head of my manhood onto his entrance. I signaled him that I'm about to enter and he just gave me a short nod. He braced himself and slowly but surely entered him. I gripped on his hips, resisting to enter him fast.

Fûck, I just entered him and it already felt like heaven with my half inside of him. Deku groaned and was clenching the fabric on my bed. He began to tear up again and when I finally slipped all of me into him, he let out a pained cry. His inside tightens and his wetness makes me crazy.

"F-fûck... I'm all in, Deku." I breathed and cupped his cheek to place a feather kiss on his forehead. "Relax. I'll do all the work." I assured him and he began to relax on my touch.

I pulled myself back up and pulled gently my manhood out of him, leaving the head still in. I thrust in and then out. Deku's breathing became ragged and heavy. When I couldn't take it anymore, I changed my pace. I pounded with my hips and his moans got louder the rougher I thrust it in him.

As I thrust my manhood into Deku, I couldn't resist as a glad smile formed on my face. Finally, everything's now a reality. Finally, all the frustration I've been enduring has been lift off.

Finally, Deku's now in front of me.

I thrusted further and Deku clinging onto my shoulders. He kept moaning just beside my ear and that was enough for me to increase my pace. I pounded harder and faster.

"Ah! Ha-ah! Ka-ah! C-chan!" Deku cried and I groaned when his nails dugged onto my back.

He was scratching it that I think my back's bleeding because of him. I continued what I'm doing and when I felt myself nearing my limit, Deku warned me that he was also about to come. I gave him few more pounding before Deku came, spraying on our chests, while I came inside of him.

The both of us were catching our breaths. I used my hand, that was on Deku's hips, and moved it on his side to maintain my balance. I glance up groogily at him and felt a hand touched my cheek. My head was pulled down and before I knew it Deku's kissing me.

He broke it quickly and landed his head back on the pillow under his head. Deku smiled weakly.

"You must be sèxually frustrated, huh, Kacchan?"

"Hah?" I exclaimed but it came out more of a mutter.

"Well, you're so rough that I thought I might go crazy." He chuckled. "If this was all you needed, you should have asked."

I felt a temple popped in my temple. I looked onto his green eyes and glared.

"Fûck you. I will never ask that bluntly but instead I might have ràped you right off the bat since middle school if I had the chance, fûcking retarded Deku."

His eyes widens. "Since... middle school?"

"Just shut up." I kissed him one last time before we heard mom saying she's home.