Bakugou’s Time of the Month (Trans!Kiri x Cis!Baku)

[CRYBABY]

Next thing he knew, Katsuki was being asked to lay down. It was time. He opened his eyes and adjusted himself to lay back on the bed. He refused to look over at the faux red head and instead kept his eyes on the ceiling. Ei was very reassuring as he laid back, fidgeting slightly in an attempt to get comfortable in the not so comfortable situation. “Alright.” Was his grunted response. He closed his eyes once again but it was clear he was nervous. His breathing was slightly elevated along with the peaceful look on his face from before replaced with a scowl. Internally Bakugou was flipping out. He was about to be touched on one of the most intimate parts of his body by Kirishima. Kirishima Eijirou, his best friend and long time love interest that couldn’t possibly love him back. He swallowed hard, just waiting for it to be over with.

As his hands began to slowly descend to his chest Bakugou began to feel intense pain in his pec. His scowl turned to a full frown as he subtle adjusted himself subconsciously attempting to move away from the one unintentionally causing him pain. His body flinched while small pained whines and grunts could be heard as the faux red head worked but Katsuki wouldn’t submit by asking Ei to stop. No, he started this he would see it through. Kirishima nearly promised that the blond would feel great after so he was determined to stick it through.

As Ei massaged outward from his sternum the pain doubled, the blond had to literally bite his tongue or he would have let out a pained gasp. He turned his head to the side away from Kirishima clenching his teeth while his hands gripped the bed sheets tighter.

And that’s when he felt it. Sweet fucking relief finally. It felt so good Katsuki couldn’t help himself from gasping gently, his frowning lips turning slightly upward. In his bliss he didn’t register Kirishima’s anxious murmuring for what it was. In his absolute euphoria of finally having some sort of relief he let out the sweetest moan, his hips thrusting slightly upward “Hnng, Ei…” he whispered.

Almost immediately his eyes shot open, as if that were the password to bring him back to reality. His eyes trained to the sight of Kirishima lapping .. something off his hands. His face turned strawberry red,“What the fuck?! N-no, Ei!” He was worried about what the other was licking. His brain finally registered that something happened. His tit had leaked, Kirishima had LICKED something off his own hand, and he had fucking moaned his best friend and love of his life’s name!! During a massage!!

He clasped his hand over his mouth within seconds and looked away his eyes searching frantically for the door. This was his room damnit why couldn’t he locate the exit! He went to move only for Ei to sorta be in his way, he didn’t want to hurt the other so he sat back, a little too back, and faced him. Bakugou Katsuki wasn’t a fucking coward. “Fuck, Ei.. I’m sorry. I. I don’t know what the fuck happened and the sound.. fuck, it just felt so good. So much relief.” God damnit he was rambling like stupid Deku! The blush on his cheeks deepened, he could feel it by how warm he has become. How embarrassing this was and in front of his crush no less! Damnit!! He eagerly awaited Kirishima’s response.

[NicTheDjinn]

He really wished he could ease his friend's pain without having to first put him through more of it, particularly as he'd reached the point of gripping the sheets. It must really hurt... Before he could decide to stop on his own, however, he was met with warm, white wetness and was distracted by his investigation of the liquid. It was so good! It was warm and wonderfully familiar. Before he could get lost in the happy memories he could barely recall, he realized that Bakugou had just moaned his name. That must have felt really nice if he was letting out sounds like---he snapped back to reality once again as the blond suddenly started to panic. It was only then that he realized exactly what he had just done. He'd just accidentally milked his best friend and drank some of it.

His eyes bugged wide and he yanked his hand away from his mouth, instead holding them up in what he hoped was a placating way. I-I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking! I just... It came out and it smelled familiar and I j-just... I'm sorry!! B-but I know what's happening now! I heard Mama talking to one of her friends that were suffering from it. It's called breast engorgement i-it's when you're too full of, w-well... Milk... You had to have gotten hit by some kind of quirk recently. It makes sense that it felt really good because the only way to really make it better is to get it out."

He hesitated then, a part of his brain realizing that he shouldn't say what he wants to say and a part of him really wanting to say it. The latter won out in the end, against his better judgment. "I want---I could help you. I-if you wanted." Smooth recovery, dumb ass... Fuck. Bakugou was going to freak out about it so bad any second now. Worse still, after he'd said so, he unconsciously licked his lips, glancing down at the poor man's nipples. He forced himself to look back up quickly, flushing brightly, but not taking his words back. "I won't if you don't want me to, but... I really want to help you." Not for any selfish reasons. Obviously. He was so dead.

[CRYBABY]

Bakugou’s face quite literally dropped as he took in the realization. It made perfect sense, the quirk incident a few days ago, his aching chest, and now his leaking tits… fuck. The blond was livid, that mother fucker from the warehouse was to blame. He had done something to Katuski but the blond was not too concerned given he did not see any immediate symptoms and after a quick check of his body he was sent home. Just for this to happen. Katsuki’s already full chest was now full of… milk. He didn’t even know what to say to this. Instead he ran his hands down his face nd groaned. “You’re fucking kidding me. This is a god damn joke.” He was more talking to himself than to Kirishima even though the other could clearly hear him.

He dropped his hands and glared at Kirishima. What the hell did he just say? He wanted to help? Could help? It was tempting at the very least. His body had reacted so sweetly to the release that he had just moaned for Eijirou!! Like hell would he allow himself in the position again! He was already strawberry red with embarrassment. “Help? What the hell are you going to do, Ei? Suck my tits dry?” He growled, his face still aflame, unaware of what he really had said. He didn’t mean to sound like he was mad at the faux red head… he just. He was so embarrassed and his best defense mechanism was anger. He had been able to get away from this for the most part since UA, hell he was a full on Hero at this point, but during really intensely emotional moments in the blonds life he seemed to revert back to that childish comfort.

He sat with his arms in a defensive position trying to cover himself without hitting hims chest and accidentally allowing more milk to leak out.

[NicTheDjinn]

He felt bad that the news distressed Bakugou, but at least they knew what was up with him now. They could handle the situation till they figured out what to do about it in the long run, not to mention find out how long run it would be and if anything could be done about it. He was just glad that Bakugou wasn't seriously hurt, just in an embarrassing situation. Admittedly, for the blond, it was arguable if that was better or worse. While Kirishima prefered the situation as it was, Bakugou's pride may have been happier with an injury. Regardless, the situation was what it was.

The glare shot his way after he'd spoken had him ducking his head submissively, flushed right up to his ears and down the back of his neck. What he hadn't expected was the flustered suggestion, a whimper of longing escaping him before he could stop it. He also tried to ignore the growing wetness in his underwear. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew Katsuki didn't mean it, but this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance, he wasn't about to pass this up, if he could help i! "I-if you'd let me..." He muttered shyly, but the hopeful tone under it was impossible to miss.

"I-it's olay if you don't want me to, but we'd have to think of something else if you don't! I'm not sure what to suggest... I could ask my mothers for advice?" He muttered on, trying to give Bakugou some options, even if he wanted nothing more than to take one of those nipples into his mouth and give it a gentle suckling. Shit... Even the thought was getting to him... At this rate he was going to soak through his boxers for sure!

[CRYBABY]

At his half-hearted suggestion, he heard the faux red head whimper and mutter something that Katsuki could have sworn was agreeing to the ridiculous proposal. Katsuki caught his breath and clenched his teeth.. he hadn’t been serious! Why would Kirishima want to… unless. No, it was impossible, it had been years and never had Ei shown any interest in the blond besides friendship. Did he really just want to help? Either way, the growing interest showed itself in his near obvious arousal. His basketball shorts became too tight in the front as his pink nipples perked beautifully. The Hero couldn’t believe what he was hearing.. Kirishima was serious. He wanted to … drink from Bakugou’s chest.

“Oi, speak up, Red… are you saying you want to suck my tits?” His eyes narrowed, the blush on his cheeks deepening, if that were even possible, and spreading down his neck.

He clenched his teeth and looked away. Of course Ei would offer an alternative, Bakugou had been so stupid to believe Ei would actually want to be.. intimate with him. His best friend had clearly been offering in an attempt to just help. Fucking good-boy-Kirishima would help a snail cross the street if he could. “Tch.” He grinned, “I knew you weren’t serious. I can do it myself, don’t need to get anyone else involved. This is my problem after all.”

[NicTheDjinn]

Fuck, did Bakugou have to phrase it like that?! While it was technically accurate, he hadn't been prepared for the blond's bluntness. He shouldn't have been surprised, Katsuki was nothing if not direct, but fuck! Okay. Okay. Keep it cool. Be a man about this and repeat yourself. Let him know you actually do want---how can he just come out and say it like that?! He felt like he might die of embarrassment as he struggled with himself, trying to gather the strength to come out and confirm that he does want that.

In the end he chickened out a bit and first offered to help find an alternative, the worry that Bakugou maybe didn't want him to do something so stupidly intimate giving him cold feet. It would make sense, why would you be okay with a friend literally nursing from you? That's not something friends normally did! Being considerate seemed to backfire as that made Katsuki angry too. Wait. Did... Did that mean that the blond wanted him to? Why else would he sound so dejected? You have to do it now, you can't let your embarrassment get the better of you!

"I am serious! I want to do it! If I didn't I wouldn't have said I would. I-I just don't want you to do something you don't want to, even if it's something I want. If you don't want me to do something like that to you, of course, I won't, but... I do w-want to. I... Shit..." He trailed off, covering his burning face with his hands. His heart was beating wildly, but this seemed like such a terrible moment. He'd missed his chance. He should just accept it. in spite of this, he forced himself to say something that was long since overdue.

"With that said... I... Fuck... I don't want to ruin our friendship, it means the world to me, but... If you do want me to do that for you, I need you to know I've had feelings for you since h-high school. You don't have to feel the same way, I just need you to know that before we do anything that might be considered intimate. I'll do it even if you don't want a relationship like that, but I don't think it would be very manly of me to do something like that without you knowing how I felt." He finally got a grip on the reigns and put an end to his ramble, not quite able to look at Bakugou as he confessed his feelings. His eyes scrunched closed as he visibly braced himself for the rejection he apparently was expecting.

[CRYBABY]

Anger and embarrassment stirred in Bakugou’s gut the longer Kirishima sat quiet regarding his question until he didn’t even answer at all. Of course it could possibly be that the blond called out the faux red head so bluntly but Katsuki had to be absolutely sure this is what Ei wanted, absolutely sure this is what the boy was suggesting by ‘help’, before he would move forward and agree. Wait, was he actually going to agree to this? He’s dreamt of intimacy with Kirishima many times, hell he jerked off almost daily to thoughts of their lips brushing innocently, or how Kirishima must sound when he’s close to orgasm, but he never thought he would actually have a chance to make this a reality. Even though Katsuki was extremely embarrassed by the thought of his best friend nursing from him, he was also extremely aroused and slowly but surely that part of his brain was taking over. He would let Kirishima do whatever he wanted to the blond.

Katsuki was hurt at Ei’s suggestion of an alternative so much so he was ready to blow it all off and milk his damn self in the shower. He didn’t need to burden anyone else with his problems after all… but when Kirishima began rambling, the blush darkening on his pretty skin, Katsuki began to suspect the other Hero really did want to. His lips parted slightly, about to just agree and get it over with when it happened.

Bakugou could barely believe what he was hearing, he must be dreaming. Was Kiri fucking with him? Was he serious? Since high school… fucking damnit. Katsuki sat dumb founded for a moment, his brain going a mile a minute suddenly connecting all the dots and cursing himself for how stupid he had been. He didn’t want to scare the faux red head away again or make him uncomfortable so he tried to tread lightly but he needed clarification. He had to be sure! He couldn’t confess in turn unless he was absolutely sure his heart wouldn’t break or he wouldn’t ruin their friendship. So he did what he thought was right… he asked for clarification while using an endearment he saved for only special occasions. “Eiji… are you serious?”

[NicTheDjinn]

Fear was keeping him from looking at Bakugou and ramping up his anxiety rather quickly. His lip trembled a little as he nodded weakly. "Y-yeah... Please... Please, don't hate me... It's okay if you want to stay just friends, nothing has to change, I just... I can't stand the thought of losing my best friend! Please, Kat... Please, don't throw me away. I-I'll never bring it up again if you don't want. I just want to help you and it didn't feel right doing something like that without full disclosure. Would feel too much like I'm taking advantage of you and that's something I'd never want to do. Fuck... Sorry... Dammit..." His anxious ramble was delivered mostly in an uncharacteristic whimper, palms rubbing his eyes to both rub away the tears that had welled up as well as hide them.

The poor guy worked himself up so bad... It was clear he'd been carrying this in his heart the entire time and it had been a heavy burden. While Kirishima had grown into a very Fear was keeping him from looking at Bakugou and ramping up his anxiety rather quickly. His lip trembled a little as he nodded weakly. "Y-yeah... Please... Please, don't hate me... It's okay if you want to stay just friends, nothing has to change, I just... I can't stand the thought of losing my best friend! Please, Kat... Please, don't throw me away. I-I'll never bring it up again if you don't want. I just want to help you and it didn't feel right doing something like that without full disclosure. Would feel too much like I'm taking advantage of you and that's something I'd never want to do. Fuck... Sorry... Dammit..." His anxious ramble was delivered mostly in an uncharacteristic whimper, palms rubbing his eyes to both rub away the tears that had welled up as well as hide them.

When he finally uncovered his face, tears trickled freely down his cheeks, the poor guy having worked himself up real bad. "Please, Kat... Please, still be my friend...?" He whimpered on, apparently already assuming that friendship was the best he would ever get from the blond, not to mention how precious that friendship was to him. young man, those that knew him also knew that he suffered from fairly well-hidden anxiety and self-worth issues. The two combined made it pretty obvious why he'd bottled it up all this time. The soul-deep fear of rejection was all but literally radiating off of him.

[CRYBABY]

Bakugou knew Kirishima suffered from anxiety but he had never seen the faux red head act in such a way. The poor man was terrified and it was all Katsuki’s fault. His stupid quest for clarification must’ve set off the Hero and for what? Why did he doubt what Ei had said? Was it his stupid pride trying to protect his heart? Either way there’s nothing worth seeing Ei cry like this. This was Eijirou! The most genuine person Katsuki knew, how could he even for a second doubt that what he said wasn’t the truth? He would apologize but that needed to wait.

Gracefully the blond crawled to the edge of the bed, sitting in front of the other he cupped his cheeks gently in the warmth of his palms. “Ei, relax.” He rested his forehead against the other’s, something he hadn’t needed to do in a long time, to try and ground him. Coarse thumbs wiping away tears, he tried keeping a steady breath for Eijirou to mimic. “I could never let you go…” He closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath to try and calm his beating heart, “I love you. I’ve loved you for so long.”

He allowed their eyes to settle into each other as he admired the man he loved, the man who was strong enough to confess his affections even during such an intense moment in their lives! Even if they weren’t as strong Katsuki didn’t care!! He would go as slow as the other man needed. With his eyes low and a smile, a true genuine smile, on his face he admired Kirishima—how he loved the beauty of Ei’s face. Then without thinking he did the most daring and frightening thing of his life. He leaned in, pressing their lips together.

[NicTheDjinn]

He whimpered softly as his cheeks were cupped, a forehead coming to rest on his own. Much of the stress melted away right there, simply because it proved that Katsuki cared about him and wasn't reacting poorly. He was trying to comfort him. Everything would be okay. Despite his stupid confession, they would still be best friends, like nothing had happened. It all took a huge weight off his shoulders, knowing he hadn't gone and screwed everything up by being too honest. Thank goodness...

"I love you too, Kat. So much." There was a single beat for it to actually sink in, the moment it clicked into place being easy to spot by the way he froze up, eyes snapping open in shock. "Wait... W-when you say love, do you mean... Like... Love love?!" His eyes desperately searched for the truth in those equally red ones and he found it there. He was never quite prepared for how beautiful Katsuki was when he smiles either. Gorgeous... Tears of a different kind well up and trickle down in the place of the distressed ones before it, a breathy, disbelieving little laugh escaping him. Katsuki Bakugou was in love with him. After all this time, they had actually confessed to each other! "You love me too... We're such idiots..."

He wasn't quite ready for the way he was being looked at, but he loved it. He'd always had self image issues and he was fairly sure he'd never felt quite this attractive with the way he was being looked at. He was trying to figure out what else to say or do, but the choice was made for him. His breath caught as the blond started to lean in closer. The faux redhead tilted his head just a touch to line up and gently meet the kiss. Scarlet eyes fluttered shut as he kept his lips pressed to the others, hands coming in to lovingly caress his side, lips slowly starting to move against lips.