Bakugou and Kirishima have been so focused on their careers as Pro-Heroes they haven’t found the time to be intimate with anyone, so you agree to help them out.
Warnings: 18+, inexperienced virgin Bakugou and Kirishima both in their late twenties, first time, cumming untouched, cunnilingus, fingering.
Word Count: 1.2k.
Imagine finding out that Bakugou and Kirishima are virgins pushing thirty, neither of them really felt the need or found the time for a relationship- regardless of how much they may or may not have wanted one. Pushing those feelings to the side for the greater good, their careers and saving people. But now it’s just got to the point that they don’t even know where to start-
So of course you offer to help, out of the kindness of your own heart and not the incessant desire to be sandwiched between them as both men step inside your apartment sheepishly. You can see the pink hue at the top of both their ears as they dutifully follow behind you into the bedroom. Certain that both men’s eyeballs are going to pop out of their skulls as they watch you undress, an act that should’ve made you feel self-conscious, but there was a warped sense of power behind having two hulking men so quiet and innocent as they watched your every move. Waiting for you to tell them exactly what to do—
Shigaraki’s hands were twitching as he scratched nervously at his already scabbed and bleeding neck. He was worried and he felt helpless to do anything. He hated it, this feeling of being useless.
You were sick, held up in your room refusing to see anyone for days now. The first two days he had waited impatiently thinking you just had a flu and were tired so he let you rest.
As the third day drug on he had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach, like he had been kicked in the gut. That’s when the dread started building.
He tried to see you but you were no longer answering your door when he would knock. At one point he had threatened to lay all 5 fingers on the weak piece of wood that was daring to keep him from you if you didn’t open it.
Yet when his threat didn’t work, and you still did not open the door, he held true to his word, his hand hit the wood with such force it was a wonder that alone didn’t break it. His fingers splayed out decaying the obstacle in seconds.
