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Bakugou corners Kirishima on a crowded subway and rubs his pussy off on his boyfriend's fingers.
Kirishima half-heartedly hides his face with his free hand, torn between hiding his bright red blush and peeking down at his fingers disappearing between Bakugou's slick folds.
The subway shakes, and the oblivious salary man behind Bakugou bumps him into Kirishima's chest. Kirishima's fingers inadvertently thrust into Bakugou's sensitive pussy, and he clenches around Kirishima's thick digits with a sharp gasp.
"Didn't mean for that to happen," Bakugou admits with a breathy laugh. He looks up at Kirishima and grins. "But now that we're here…"
Kirishima swallows a moan. He instinctively curls his fingers, salivating at how wet Bakugou already is in side. His clit is swollen against his palm, and Kirishima can't help but flex his hand and rub against it.
He must have been touching himself already, Kirishima thinks. He notices a damp spot on the corner of the salary man's briefcase, and his cheeks burn hotter.
Bakugou shudders at Kirishima's touch. He presses himself closer to Kirishima, practically standing with their legs woven together and sandwiching Kirishima's arm between them.
"Kirishima," Bakugou murmurs, his voice muffled by Kirishima's shirt. "We have two stops left."
So hurry up is left unsaid.
Kirishima gulps. "Y-You're so wet," he can't help but whisper, as if saying it would somehow make him less horny about the situation. Their close quarters isn't just hiding Kirishima's hand, but another appendage of his, too. "I wanna taste you."
Bakugou scoffs. "That'll definitely get us caught, stupid." He grinds against Kirishima's half-hard dick through their clothes and grins up at him. "Do a good job and I'll sit on your face all you want when we get home."
To anyone who happens to see them, it would look like Bakugou is holding onto Kirishima for balance. They'd never suspect that hidden behind a barrier of jackets and bags, Bakugou is standing on his toes so Kirishima can cup Bakugou's pussy with his entire hand and burrow his fingers into Bakugou's core.
Past Bakugou's g-spot, in the place deeper and more sensitive, Kirishima curls his fingers and tugs. Bakugou's shoulders curl in as he bites back a moan, and shivers when he straightens up again.
"Just like that," he breathes out, and settles against Kirishima for the ride.
Over Bakugou's shoulder, Kirishima dares to scan the train to see if anyone has noticed them. Fortunately, everyone is either too squished against each other to care about looking around, or they're preoccupied with their phones.
Deeming it safe enough to continue, Kirishima kneads into Bakugou's inner walls, stretching and thrusting and savouring the sensation of his slick juices spilling over his fingers. He pulls his fingers out to rub his palm against Bakugou's cunt, smearing it all over his crotch and against his clit.
So wet, Kirishima thinks, his cheeks burning as he fantasizes about how he'll savour the taste of it the second they're back home.
Kirishima strokes the length of Bakugou's pussy, the lewd sensation of his puffy lips dragging over his palm and between his fingers sending shivers up his spine. After substantially teasing the entrance and coating his hand in Bakugou's slick, Kirishima inserts his fingers again.
Bakugou jerks as the train comes to a stop, his moan lost in the rush of footsteps and the announcement overhead.
Kirishima freezes. There's the briefest moment when the crowd thins around them where they might be caught, but everyone is so busy packing themselves into the train that they're pushed chest to chest again in no time.
Bakugou looks up at Kirishima and urges him on, "One more stop."
Kirishima doesn't need to be told twice. The last thing he wants is to keep Bakugou waiting.
He wraps his free arm around Bakugou's waist to hold him tight. So far they've been lucky, but it'd be over in more ways than one if the train shook them apart or someone bumped into them the wrong way.
His flustered expression might still give them away, so Kirishima buries it in Bakugou's neck. Onlookers might see it as too much PDA, but it was better than being caught fingering his boyfriend.
The train starts moving again, and with only a few minutes left, Kirishima puts his all into it. He thrusts his fingers in deep, drags them across Bakugou's nerves as he pulls them out, grinds into his g-spot before thrusting in knuckle-deep again.
At the same time, Kirishima rubs the pad of his thumb into Bakugou's clit, squeezing his eyes shut to focus on the sensation of it twitching and throbbing under his touch. As the train rattles around them, he can only imagine the lewd sound of Bakugou's pussy squelching around his fingers as he fingerfucks his boyfriend faster and harder.
Kirishima feels Bakugou's breath quicken, warm against his chest. His fingers dig into his pecs as he's getting close. His insides pulse around Kirishima's fingers, and Kirishima feels Bakugou standing higher on his toes as his body tenses in anticipation.
The announcement comes on, informing passengers that they're about to arrive at the next station. With only about thirty seconds left, Kirishima thrusts his fingers in so harsh and deep that he lifts Bakugou off the ground, his toes just barely hovering over Kirishima's shoes as he has no choice but to let gravity weigh him down on Kirishima's fingertips.
His clit rubs harshly against Kirishima's palm, and as Kirishima grips him tighter to support his weight, his thumb digs into the spot beneath Bakugou's navel and Kirishima squeezes Bakugou's cunt from the inside out.
"Oh fu— kngh—!"
Bakugou cums just as the announcement repeats itself. He bites Kirishima's shoulder, his moan once again stifled by cloth and crowd alike. He presses his forehead into Kirishima's chest as his body shudders from bottom to top, and finally relaxes with a contented sigh.
The train slows. Kirishima quickly pulls his fingers out of Bakugou's dripping pussy and shoves it into his pocket when they pile out of the train.
They make it home in record time. The next time Bakugou cums, his feet are off the ground again with the full weight of his pussy on Kirishima's tongue.