In The Ring ~domestic A/B/O Boxer AU KiriBaku~

Chapter 11

Eijirou pushed Katskui into the elevator wall as soon as the doors had closed, kissing the Omega almost desperately. He nudged his leg in between the blonde's legs and pushed it up against his thighs, and started grinding their hips together.

When the elevator dinged for their floor, Kirishima didn't recoil. It's not there were a lot of people walking around at midnight anyway. He pulled away from Bakugou and almost dragged him to the hotel room.

Bakugou started taking his clothes off as soon as he was through the door to the hotel room, kicking his sneakers off and throwing clothes into a pile against the wall. He showed off his body as much as Eijirou would let him, the Alpha's hands-on him immediately. Tonight, Bakugou had nothing to prove by fighting his Alpha. He knew he could overpower Kirishima now, and so he chose to submit from the start. He gave Kirishima his soft Omega but made sure he maintained enough steel that he was still himself.

Kirishima got them on the bed as fast as he could,making sure his partner was nice and comfortable on the bed before he stripped,teasingly slow for both himself and Bakugou's pleasure. When he was completely naked, he slid into bed on to of Katsuki, giving him soft and delicate kisses in between ones that were rough and hard. He made sure the kisses trailed from the corner of his mouth down to his throat, paying extra detail to the scent glands on the side of his neck.

Bakugou's hands were absolutely everywhere, grazing callouses along Kirishima's soft skin and pulling at his hair. Every time he opened his mouth, he moaned loudly, not even trying to be quiet. He didn't care who heard, because anyone close enough to hear would also be able to smell the snickerdoodle cookies their combination of scents created. He lifted his hips against his Alpha's, pushing them together and creating a little bit of friction to keep the excitement up. He grabbed two handfuls of bright red hair and pulled Kirishima up from his scent gland to his mouth, demanding more kisses.

Eijriou let the Omega take the lead, proving that he was willing to submit and do whatever Bakugou wanted of him.

He trailed his hands down Katsuki's torso and made his way in between his thighs, stroking the skin delicately. He wanted to make sure that he felt every inch of the Blonde's body. He wanted to enjoy him. Savorhim. Make him feel wanted. Kirishima was doing a wonderful job of it, too.Bakugou found himself having to fight back tears over how gently he was being treated. It was nothing like their battle for dominance the night he'd Claimed his Alpha. It was sweet and tender, and oh god he wanted Kirishima inside ofhim. "Please," he whispered, his voice hoarse and unused to the word. Katsuki Bakugou didn't beg, but here he was, thigh spread wide, beggingKirishima to fuck him.

Bakugou had a sudden thought wash over him. It was nice to be belly-to-belly and eye-to-eye with an Alpha, instead of being hurriedly taken from behind, as he'd grown used to over years of gritting his teeth through his Heats. He surged up and kissed Eijirou with everything he had,barely holding back the tears of gratitude.

Kirishima carefully kissed the tears away and cupped Bakugou's face in his hand. "Please don't cry whatever the reason. You're too pretty for that," he praised planting more kisses against his lips.Within a moment's notice, he slipped himself into Katsuki, giving him ampletime to adjust around him.

"I'm crying because I'm happy," Bakugou murmured, ending on a gasp as Kirishima slipped into him. Eijirou let out arough whine when he was all the way inside. He couldn't help it. Not only wasthe blonde tighter than anything he could have done during his rut with his hand, but the warmth that was pouring out of him was stimulating. He rocked hiships forward and made sure that Katsuki was looking at him as he rocked hiships lightly, making sure that he felt every inch.

Katsuki let out a moan right against Kirishima's lips and wrapped his legs loosely around the redhead's hips. "You feel so good," he whined, his voice going nasal and uncharacteristically high. Hescraped blunt nails down Kirishima's back. He turned his head to the side, baring his scent gland just as a new wave of pheromones released into the air. His back arched off the bed and his hips worked against Kirishima's. His body produced more slick, the stuff squelching out of him when Kirishima thrust into him.