#lovetriangles

*NC-17 Warning*

Chapter One; Not All Men Are Created Equal

Third Person Point of View

 Katsuki sat on the couch at Kirishima's house, lazily swirling the drink in his cup. All of his fellow classmates were grinding and dancing together drunkenly, their inhibitions far out the window. He, personally, preferred to just get a nice buzz, otherwise he would end up making a complete ass of himself. He couldn't let that get out though.

"Kaaaacchan," Katsuki heard an inebriated Izuku slur as he scuffled into view. He flinched when the shorter male straddled his waist but only eyed him apprehensively instead of just pushing him off like he usually would. Katsuki had drank enough that he didn't feel the need to; he was curious to see where this would go.

"What the fuck do you want nerd?"

"You should know by now what I want."

Katsuki knew alright. Izuku had a 'thing' for him, that wasn't anything new. The thing was, Izuku was usually very shy and didn't really hang out with anyone aside from Iida, Ochako and Todoroki. As soon as he had told Ochako that he had feelings for Bakugou it was over, she blabbed to all of the other girls in Class 1-A. It was only a matter of time before Katsuki heard it 'through the grapevine' so to speak.

As of late though, Katsuki had not gotten any action and he was feeling frisky. Izuku was cute, and in the moment Katsuki saw nothing wrong with what they were doing, but he didn't want any of the others to find out. He also didn't want to take advantage of the green haired teenager, nor did Bakugou want Izuku to think that their relationship was anything more than just sex.

He was about to decline when the smaller of the two ground his hips into Katsuki's which earned a hesitant growl from the blond.

"That's better," Midoriya purred, starting up a slow rhythm and rocking his own member against the others'. Katsuki grabbed onto Izuku's hips, pressing him forward the slightest bit and groaning lowly when their denim clad erections brushed against each other nicely.

"You, upstairs, now," Katsuki demanded, pushing Izuku off of his lap for the moment and in the direction of the stairs.

Once they had found a vacant room Katsuki shut and locked the door before ridding himself of his clothing. By the time that he was completely naked, Izuku had already removed his own clothes and was laying on the bed with his legs spread apart just enough that the blond could see his hard cock. The emerald beauty grasped it firmly but began stroking it languidly.

Katsuki drank in the sight, biting his bottom lip and grunting approvingly. Sure he didn't have any romantic feelings for the other, but seeing him like this.. So bold, so aroused.. Katsuki couldn't help himself. He turned back towards his pants that he had thrown on the floor haphazardly and fetched a condom from his back pocket. He wasn't expecting to get any, though he was always prepared. Slowly, and very seductively, he sauntered over to the foot of the bed. His eyes raked over Izuku's short frame lustfully.

"Teasing me already? Well now, that isn't very fair," Katsuki uttered with a fake pout before Izuku placed both of his hands on either side of Katsuki's face. He brought the other in close for a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss.

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Izuku groaned the following morning when he felt a side-splitting headache tear through him. Last night was a total blur and as a result of that when he rolled over onto his side, his face bumped against a smooth as well as toned chest.. He was utterly baffled.

"Morning," Katsuki stated while gazing down at Izuku who had his eyebrows knitted together out of frustration and bewilderment.

"Ka.. Kacchan? What did we do last night?" Issue inquired tentatively, his cheeks turning bright red as he had just realized that he was in fact stark naked beneath the covers with his crush.

"To put it simply, we fucked," Katsuki spoke nonchalantly, figuring it was the best way to tell Izuku.

'Great, the first time I get to be intimate with Kacchan and I can't even remember a damn thing. Fantastic.' Izuku thought to himself as his facial turned sour.

"What does that make us then?" he questioned, genuinely curious while he brought up a hand to caress Katsuki's chest brazenly.

This was what Katsuki was dreading. He didn't want to hurt Izuku, contrary to how he had previously treated the other when they were younger. Of course he was still a bundle of rage but he had since matured and after seeing Izuku as more of an equal, he didn't necessarily want to hurt him like that anymore.

"I'm not really looking for a relationship yet but I'd be willing to maybe be friends with benefits," he muttered albeit a little coy-ishly. After last night he did feel much more attracted physically towards Izuku. The green eyed teenager flushed even more when he looked up to see Bakugou looking the other way nervously. That was something he had never even dreamt of seeing or hearing Bakugou say. Bakugou scoffed when he noticed Izuku staring at him before sliding out of bed so he could get changed.

"I'll give it shot."

Chapter Two; Party's Over

Third Person Point of View

 Katsuki and Izuku both jumped when there was a sudden knock on the door.  After they had discussed their relationship this morning, they had decided to put they're clothes back on but Izuku had also managed to convince Katsuki into cuddling on the bed with him.  Cuddling was one thing that Katsuki saw as being too intimate for fuck buddies, he also thought that for kissing, but he had already done that with Izuku multiple times the night before.  

"Who is it?" Katsuki inquired, his voice raspy and coated with drowsiness.  He had yet to fully wake up, nor had Izuku.  He made sure that the green haired beauty kept quiet in case it was anyone they knew.

"Kirishima," the voice on the other side of the door announced and in turn caused Katsuki to panic.  He wasn't exactly sure of what he would say to his best friend when asked about Izuku being with him in a room that clearly smelled of sex.  Instinctively, he sprung up from the bed and brought Izuku up with him.  He guided the other over to the open closet in the corner of the room, pushing him inside with a small protest from the teenager.  Katsuki merely had to snarl warningly and as quietly as possible in order for Izuku to recoil back into the small room.  The blonde nodded his head wordlessly while securing the door shut softly.

Combing a hand through his unruly hair, he tried desperately to make it look less like he had just had sex.  If he was being honest with himself, he was extremely attracted to the bright red head.  He just couldn't admit that to himself.  He was much too prideful.  He gripped the silver knob and turned it before being met with the gaze of piercing red eyes.

"Hey dude, I wasn't sure where you ended up last night. I thought for sure that you had just gotten bored and left," Kirishima said with a laugh.  He gave Katsuki a once over before arching a brow and sniffing the air around the other.  "You sly dog, who was it?"

Thankfully Kirishima was too oblivious and only assumed that Katsuki had slept with someone that he had met at the party and didn't suspect that it had been Izuku at all.

"Eh, just some random twat."

"Well since it's Sunday, we all figured that we would go to the beach or something, wanna' join?"

Katsuki mulled over the idea for a moment, ignoring the fact that Izuku was still hiding in the closet.  How could he say no? How could he pass up being on the beach with Kirishima where they could potentially wrestle in the sand and enjoy each other's company?  It sounded like the perfect day.  He simply nodded his head, not feeling the urge to speak up.

Kirishima beamed at the blonde, turning to head out the door but stopped in his tracks when a thought had occurred to him.  

"Did you happen to see Izuku at all? I wanted to invite him too," he trailed off and looked back at Katsuki expectantly.  Katsuki never intentionally hung out with Izuku but for some reason it always seemed like the greenette was always around him.  He would constantly be there following Katsuki like a lost puppy.  He really hated the fact that everyone just assumed that Katsuki would automatically know where Izuku was because of that.  Sure, he knew exactly where Izuku was, he still didn't like it though.

Katsuki glanced over at the closet but refused to linger too long in case Kirishima were to notice.

"Tch, why the fuck should I know? I'm not the nerd's damn keeper," scoffed the blonde, pushing his way past his classmate with a huff.  Izuku could figure out for himself how to get out of the house.

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Issue's head was spinning as he heard the front door of the house close behind the remainder of his male comrades.  The silence was deafening and he felt so crushed.  How could Kacchan do this to him after doing something so intimate?  It made Izuku feel dirty.  The one person that he looked up to the most and the one that he had such strong feelings for just threw him off to the side for Kirishima.  He blamed himself for being so blind, and thinking that he had a real chance with Katsuki after last night.

Clenching his jaw and his fists, he sniffled and wiped away the couple of tears that threatened to spill down his cheeks.  He needed to be strong, he needed to put up a wall so that Katsuki couldn't hurt him anymore.  He picked himself up off of the floor and exited the closet slowly, just in case anyone had decided to stay behind in the house.  

He looked around before finding his shoes and slipping them on then going over to the window next to the bed to see if he could just jump out of it without doing any harm to himself.  He saw that it wasn't too high up, plus that there was a large oak directly beside that side of the house so Izuku figured that he would just climb down it instead.