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“Hah? You’re weird, Mina!”
Denki muttered, ignoring his friend’s pout. The two were sitting outside, just basking in each other’s warmth. Christmas was coming. Denki has gotten closer to his soulmates but for some reason, he wasn’t that close to Bakugou anymore.
With everyone else, he acted normally with him. But when it was just them two, he glared at him. It was similar to the look he gave Izuku back then. As if he didn’t like that he was even in the same room as him.
What happened?
“You’re getting close with Iida.”
“Oh, we’re trying to find our soulmates together. It’s taking forever,” Mina whined, taking a bite out of her sandwich.
Denki hummed, “oh. I thought you guys were soulmates for a moment,”
Mina glared at him, shaking her head in disappointment. The two stared at kids play in the park they were in, remembering their childhood memories.
“Tell me, what’s Daiki quirk?”
Denki blinked, “his quirk? A lightning quirk like mine but it’s more dangerous. I’m not even sure why. I think something just happened with him. If he uses it, he’ll break his left arm. So, he had to use a glove but that limited him to only one use a day.”
“A few people said that they could make something more useful but he refused. After that day, he vowed to never use his quirk again,” Denki finished, taking his final bite out of his burger.
Mina frowned. She didn’t expect something like that. When she usually saw him, he was cracking jokes or just generally looked happy. The two sat in silence for another moment.
“Are you going to try and convince him to become a hero?”
“I already tried. Saki tried as well but he just believes he’s a villain for some reason. The only time he ever confidently used it was when he saved me from Tsubasa back in middle school.”
Mina hummed and sighed to herself. She slowly began to swing her feet as she hummed a random song. Denki closed his eyes for a minute to simply rest his mind.
“Who’s going to take your virginity?”
Denki slowly turned to face Mina and stared at her with a shocked look, “what?”
“You’re going to have sex with them right? Or are you asexual?”
“No I’m not! But, uh, I haven’t thought about that! We haven’t even been on a date. And, I want to at least find my final soulmate.”
Mina nodded in agreement, “I guess that’s a good idea. Are the boys getting along?”
“Of course they are. They were friends before knowing that I was their soulmate. Ready to go back?” He asked, standing up.
Mina hummed and followed him back to the dormitory. The two waved goodbye once they reached Mina’s room first. It was around 9 p.m. by the time Denki decided to take a shower.
It had been a few weeks since the Tsubasa accident but he hasn’t been comfortable enough to touch his dick. Today was the day he would be. After showering, he turned off the shower and sat down in the tub.
The tub was a bit uncomfortable but he could deal with it for a minute. He stared at his dick and bit his lip. It wasn’t hard at all. It hasn’t been for awhile. Denki decided to focus on his butthole first. He was more comfortable with that part of his body part.
Slowly inching a finger down there with a finger covered in vaseline, he gently probed it before entering one inside. Denki’s free left hand gripped the bathtub, watching his dick slowly but surely jump into life.
His finger hardly went fully inside. This was the third time he’s ever done this and the first time was painful. Up to the knuckle was where he stopped, not daring to go any further.
It was uncomfortable. He wasn’t moaning like the guys in pornos and wished he wasn’t so determined to cum before going to bed.
Cursing to himself, Denki pushed his finger deeper. He cried to himself about the pain but pushed on. He was going to cum or at least find his prostate.
Denki whimpered once he gradually added in a second finger. It was hard to move at first but he soon got a rhythm. Before he knew it, he was like the guys in the porno. Moaning as he was close to hit his prostate.
Soon, he did. Roughly. He had accidentally jammed his finger against it, causing an intense amount of pleasure to surge through him. Denki changed positions, pulling his legs up higher to get a better angle.
Denki, much to his surprise, had begun to stroke his dick. It felt disgusting at first, remembering Tsubasa but he pushed it down. He thought about someone else.
Shouto Todoroki.
Much to his surprise, the stoic boy was in his imagination. Shouto was shoving his fingers inside Denki, watching with a small grin as the boy lost himself to the pleasure.
Then, it was Izuku Midoriya.
Izuku seemed to be a bit more rough, squeezing Denki’s dick whenever he was close to cumming. Denki wondered how he could be dreaming of such things but he went with it.
Hanta Sero appeared, taking the spot of Izuku.
Hanta was brutal, hitting Denki’s prostate while slowing down once the blonde got used to the pace. He tugged at his dick, pressing soft kiss on his thighs.
Last was Eijirou Kirishima.
Kirishima was rough but slow. He pressed against Denki’s prostate, staying there until his soulmate expressed discomfort. Denki was close—so close to cumming until someone took Kirishima’s place.
Someone he didn’t even think about before.
Katsuki Bakugou.
Denki felt himself almost lose the imagination and his high but it quickly came back. Something in the back of his mind was telling him to enjoy the sex imagination of one of his best friends.
And damn it, he’ll enjoy but feel guilty later.
Denki would imagine that Bakugou was rough, grinning whenever Denki expressed pain. But he was also quick to check if he was okay, pressing soft kisses to calm him down.
With one final tug at his dick, Denki came on his stomach. He slowly pulled out his fingers, enjoying his high. The shame slowly appeared on his face.
Somehow, it wasn’t shame about touching his dick.
It was shame about dreaming of such naughty things with Bakugou of all people.
And his soulmates as well.
Denki glanced at his stomach and sighed to himself, “I’ll take another shower.”
Denki rubbed his ass, muttering on about how uncomfortable the tub was. He was in the mood to masturbate again for some reason.
He was only in a t-shirt and boxers so he could easily slip it off for some fun. Humming to himself, Denki slipped a finger inside his boxers, rubbing his asshole.
It was still a little sore from last night but Denki was willing to push past it. A knock on the door ended his fun. Denki quickly pulled on his pants and opened the door, looking to see who was it.
“Hey, Dunce Face! Kirishima wanted me to give this to you. Don’t be late, got it?” Bakugou slammed a ticket onto Denki’s face and left without a word.
Denki glanced at the ticket and realised it was an amusement park ticket scheduled for next week Saturday.
Closing the door, Denki felt giddy inside. He knew his other friends were most likely also coming but it felt nice that he was going out with his soulmate.
Denki glanced down at his pants and realised he was rock hard.
“Oh god! I hope he didn’t see!”
Much to his dismay, Bakugou did see.