bakerstreet | it's that time of the week again.

[Hi there! I saw your kinks list for Bakugou and couldn't resist at least seeing if you'd be up for cross canon with DQ11's hero, here. XD Of course, I'll be keeping any DQ11 spoilers under wraps unless you wish otherwise, and I'm happy to AU him into the BNHA-verse. I have yet to read the manga, and am not up to date beyond season... 2? of the anime, if memory serves. (It's been awhile.) But I don't mind spoilers (I've run into a few already.) I play him/Elleve as primarily having a lightning-type quirk thanks to his magic list in-game, but I'm happy to also add fire to the mix if you want some temp play!

[Kink-wise, I've been on an a/b/o kick, and I'm happy to do some watersports things and breath play, if you'd like! (Wouldn't be the first time texting could lead to a booty call, yeah?) I'm even happy to play fisting because not many people do that so hell yes? My main limits are emeto/any scat (rimming without kissing afterward is OK), weight, pregnancy (I primarily just like the more animalistic traits that a/b/o does best,) and any foodstuffs-as-kink-in-bed.

[I just see these two as potentially being that kind of rough-and-tumble pair that is probably "I'm bored, wanna spar?" or something. XD]

I’m totally canonblind, but as long as the kinks match up with my list feel free to prompt for anything and we can go with that! If it’s easy to port elleve into bnha-verse, that works! But I’m not looking to do more than some comment spam on this meme :)!

Accidentally remembered last time we hooked up while out on patrol. -3 out of 10, would not recommend having boner while working. I'm home now at least.

But if you wanna take a look, I can send a pic.

[Been a few weeks since he's seen Elleve, but shit gets busy and internships have been keeping them all away from one another. He's not disappointed when the text comes in, anyway.]

The hell made you think of me on patrol?

and why are you waiting until you're home to send a pic? Did you walk around with a hard-on your whole shift like some fucking pervert?

I like to think I have more class than a public restroom dick pic.

Anyway, so what if I did? My uniform isn't tight-fitting, so it was fine.

[Especially since his Quirk also benefits from the fact that he's pretty much a "knight" theme in medium-weight armor. The armor hid it, thank benevolence.]

I also don't like to suddenly show off dick pics without warning. It's just common courtesy!

[Maybe not to subtly dodging the question.... Rather, he's not certain how he wants to phrase it yet.]

who said it had to be in a public restroom!?

just send the damn picture.

[ he's noticed that dodge but Elleve isn't going to get away with not divulging after all of this.]

No one did?? But I'm not doing that in a place like that!

[But fine, here's a picture. Most of his armor is off, his dick hard and absolutely soaked from tip to balls from precum. Because of the angle, his face is out of the picture, but there's no mistaking the bright sex flush along his neck. Fortunately, he blushes excessively already, so he's pretty sure others just thought he had (usually random) cases of shypox.]

I thought I saw you in the corner of my eye on my route. My thoughts ran away from me and I remembered you talking dirty in my ear and-- yeah. No amount of focusing on my work helped dissuade it.

you just fucking did!

whatever.

[well that's...that is a nice picture. he really must have been hard for hours over this because that's looking damn-well near painful, and Bakugou feels his own cock flush in interest at the sight.]

jfc you really are a pervert
look at that
and you're not even trying to touch yourself because you only want my hands on you, don't you?
or my mouth?

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[Shit. Reading Bakugou calling him a pervert is hotter than it should be. It should notmake him even harder and wetter.]

Yeah. I just want you. I'm a pervert for you. Whichever part of you you're more content to touch me with is welcome. Either way, I'm partial to you looking at me like you know how to play me like a fiddle.

[He takes a moment to remove the last of his armor and uniform, followed by underwear and socks. Here's another picture to show just how far he's blushing (and it's fucking far. It reaches damn near halfway down his chest!) His free hand is clenched into a fist to keep himself from jerking off.]

You spoil me every time you touch me. Your hands are strong and grip me just right until I feel like I'm about to lose it, and your mouth is equally divine. I want to jerk off, but at the same time, I kind of want to see how long I can last without it. Or if I can just cum just by reading/hearing what you're telling me.

[ it's not like he's forgotten about their last encounter either, he knows what gets Elleve going and if the dirty talk is the thing that's had him going all day then no reason to avoid it.]

you're not hard to figure out.
you just want to be taken advantage of by someone stronger than you
put in your fucking place by someone who can do it better than anyone else

[ Bakugou sends a picture in return, a frontal shot of his own dick tenting out the front of his boxers and his hand wrapped around the outline.]

you're such a damn slut.
don't lay a fucking finger on yourself, i know you'll get desperate enough to cum without it.
no wonder you waited all day. you were getting off on denying yourself anything, weren't you?

[Normally, he'd complain - that just because Bakugou's Quirk is stronger than his own and more controlled, doesn't mean that he's inherently stronger. But right now, that just hits all the right buttons. Right now, that's exactly what feels good.

[Seeing Bakugou hard, too, makes his mouth run dry. He trembles to see it, wanting to put that dick in his mouth. And the messages just keep coming, hitting him and stroking over him like caresses all their own.

[His cock aches, heavy and dripping and he knows it would feel so good to touch himself, but focusing on Bakugou's words feels even better.]

Understood. I won't touch myself.
I was, to some extent.
I'm -your- slut.

Do you want me? Do you want my soft mouth and even softer throat taking you in to the hilt while you claim me? I bet you'd like to bury your fingers in my soft hair, and grab it while rutting into me like my mouth was made for you. Do you remember how it feels when I swallow tight around you?

Do you like watching me struggle to draw breath while you make me choke on your dick?

[Unseen and unheard, his breath speeds up a little, thighs flexing restlessly while he stubbornly keeps his hands on his phone.]

hell yes you are
that's what i like to hear.

[alright, he's getting into this now, leaning back in his chair as he scans over the texts. he can't help but enjoy how vocal Elleve gets in person and it's been awhile since they've done this either.]

yeah i fucking want you
screw your hair, i'll just hold your face
i want your throat so fucked out you stop gagging and just take it
let it slide right in and out over and over
like you really were made just to suck me off.

[ he pauses for a moment to slip his hand beneath his boxers to touch himself properly. if it really is possible for Elleve to come just from reading his texts, he's going to make it happen.]

what i like is how much you get off on me choking you out.
you should just lay down over the edge of the bed and let me hold your throat while i fuck your face.

[This shouldn't turn him on so much, but fuck, does it. Arousal teases and aches, heavy in his dick and balls and while he waits and reads Bakugou's messages as they come, Elleve finds himself lightly gnawing on his own hand, close to the basemost joint of his thumb.

[Benevolence help him, his gag reflex is mostly gone (also thanks to some awkward solo practice,) but he really wants to feel all of that. Just imagining it has him whimpering to himself, and grateful that he doesn't have any roommates.]

Fuck, I want you to.
Please.
Hold my face or hold my throat and fuck it as much as you like. You'd love feeling and watching how your cock makes my throat bulge each time you dive in, huh? Hearing me whimper at you between any breaths I can draw just because you feel -that- good to me.

[He has to stop for a moment as his body trembles, has to put his phone down for a moment so he can grab the sheets and shake and wait out the urge to touch himself. He eventually manages to pick his phone up again with one hand, the other gripping the sheets so hard his knuckles blanch.]

I'm so fucking hard right now I could cry. I can't stop shaking.
I want you, Bakugou. I want your dick.

[With significant effort, he sends Bakugou another pair of selfies. One as proof that he's not touching himself (that sure is a fucking mess of precum all over his cock, balls, and thighs,) and then another of his watery-eyed face. It's a little blurry since he's shaking so much, even when he bothers to use two hands to take it.]

I feel like I'm gonna go crazy!

shit
you're so desperate for it it's pathetic.
i'll keep my hand on your throat just to feel it every time your throat bulges out.
i want to feel you opening up for me and giving me everything you got.

[ the delay doesn't deter him, though he goes back to leisurely stroking himself at the thought of what Elleve is doing on the other end during the silence. Bakugou had told him not to touch, and he really believes the other is going to listen to him.

the image to prove it draws a soft moan from Bakugou, fist clenching around himself as arousal pools in his gut at the sight of Elleve's face. ]

that looks fucking painful
i've never met a masochist like you
willing to suffer alone like this just to be told how good of a slut you are
you like hearing that don't you?
being talked down to makes you feel good doesn't it?
tell me how much you're aching for me. tell me how much you want me filling up every hole you've got
and don't stop this time until you're really about to lose it.

When it's you, being talked down to feels like sweet praise.
Fuck.

[Whimpering, squirming a little, Elleve struggles to keep his hands to himself. Despite himself, a soft sob slips out; it hurts. It aches. His fingers fumble over the screen a little, and he only hopes that autocorrect will help him here.]

it hurts i need it
need y our cock
want your cock in my mouth and then in my ass.
want you to fill me to the br im

please
please fuck me fuck me fuck me!!

[He has to stop, has to roll over onto all fours so he can't rub himself on the sheets or even between his thighs, so that he can brace his weight on his arms. It adds to the feeling, of waiting for Bakugou to fill the space between and enter him from behind. Would he take his time to make sure he felt every inch of him, or would he slam in to him to claim him like a beast?]

Bakugou please! please!! i n eed to cum i need to cum!

[He's not stopping on purpose; it's just another battle of wills against his own body. It takes everything in him to not touch himself, with his cock drooling a sloppy mess on the bed.]

it's that time of the week again.

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