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‘Fuck. That was a stupid ass mission that definitely didn't require two pro-heroes, let alone himself and Bakugo of all people…’ Keigo thought to himself. Arguably Bakugo made the situation worse, but nonetheless, it was handled and resolved. They deserved a drink after dealing with the assignment of the day, one slightly annoyed and the other pissed about their mission.As twilight enveloped the city, the sun gradually sank below the horizon, heralding the imminent commencement of the vibrant night entertainment that awaited the city's inhabitants. As the lights flickered on, the chatter grew louder, and the low rumble of thousands of feet moving in droves across the ground could be heard. Crowds began to swarm the streets, eagerly searching for the next big thing.The two of them just wanted to find a relaxed, but still relatively lively, bar to sit at and drink for the night. It was decided to go to a hidden local gem, where they could drink the night away. They were both thankful that they had the next day off so they wouldn’t have to deal with a hangover at work.Katsuki furrowed his brow as he glanced sidelong at his current partner of the night. He had only agreed to go have drinks with him because he had nothing else better to do but sit in his hotel room all night.Their assigned mission was on one of the outer islands of Japan, so the Commission had put them up in a hotel while they were there. Katsuki still wasn't sure why they had chosen him and Keigo of all people to team up, they barely worked together before, but it wasn't too bad he supposed. Although they definitely clashed more than once during their battle, that was now in the past.His eyes shifted toward the sign of the bar above the door and he huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "This the best you can do, Feathers? We just went through fuckin' hell and this is the place you pick?”Keigo copied Katsuki and crossed his arms over his chest as he turned his head slightly to the side to meet him, "Yeah? And? What about it? Do you wanna drink or not? Do you wanna be harassed by fans or not?" he asked, more than slightly annoyed."Damn... if you're gonna be a bitch about it then fine..." Katsuki pushed the door open and headed inside, not bothering to hold it open for the other. There wasn’t really anything special about the bar, at least to him. Bakugo's not one to really go to bars in general, but he was looking to forget the fucking shit show of a night."Says the one who just went in first." Keigo managed to grab the still slightly open door after Katsuki barged in first. Entering the older wooden-wall bar, Keigo made his way to the stool next to Katsuki. 'At least he chose the two open barstool seats instead of being a complete dick and sitting on the end cap by himself...' he thought while rolling his eyes internally and sitting down, arms crossed on the edge of the island while he leaned over slightly on it.The bartender made her way over to the both of them, seeing them just sit down and asked for their drink order right away. "Whatever your top shelf whiskey is... on the rocks." Katsuki barely glanced at the bartender but saw her nod before she looked over at Keigo for his order. Pausing for a moment to contemplate what he wanted, he turned to the bartender, "I'll take a Long Island, please."While he waited for his drink, Keigo diverted his attention to his pocket, retrieving his phone to browse the trending topics on Twitter. The white noise of the chatter around them filled the room, the dim lights casting shadows everywhere and the music just loud enough to keep the atmosphere stable.Bakugo's eyes shifted over toward Keigo every once in a while. Not necessarily stealing glances... at least that's what he told himself. He wasn't entirely sure why, he chalked it up to not really having anything else to focus on. He turned back to face forward with a huff, shoving those thoughts in the back of his mind as his drink was set down in front of him. Katsuki gave her a nod of thanks and picked up his glass, an amber liquid catching the light as he lifted it to take a swig and languished in the burn that slid down his throat and into his stomach. "You can't go for a fuckin' day without checkin' that shit y'know.... It's all bullshit anyway.”Still scrolling through his Twitter feed while half unaware of the things going on around him, Keigo shrugged his shoulders at Katsuki's commentary. "I could, but then I'd miss the bullshit."In front of him, the bartender placed his drink on the napkin and gently slid it towards him. Lifting his gaze from his phone, Keigo briefly acknowledged the server and served beverage before reaching out to grasp it. He took two generous sips, then returned the glass to its spot on the napkin. Predictably, he immediately redirected his focus back to his phone, immersing himself once again in the digital world. He didn't bother with a retort either, usually never winning this kind of banter with Katsuki. He just didn't care enough to give the other man the satisfaction of the reaction he wanted.Without hesitation, Katsuki quickly downed his drink and ordered another, a double this time. Unsurprisingly, he hadn't even noticed the effects of his first drink.Reaching out for his drink once more and taking another swig of his drink, Keigo quickly returned the cup to its resting place on the napkin. He continued his endless scroll through his feed, placing one elbow on the table and propping his head up with his hand. Neither of them had a reason to speak with each other.The background noise did help ease the awkwardness of the situation. At least to Katsuki it felt awkward. Even though they had both agreed that they needed a drink, or several after that fight, it didn't mean they were used to just hanging out like that. They rarely saw each other outside of hero work as it was. Although he didn't feel like he needed to say much anyway, they were there to get drunk, not make small talk.Keigo finished his drink shortly after, he called the bartender over and requested another. He switched from Twitter to Google News and the first article that loaded to his feed was their mission earlier that day. Never a dull moment for either of them, of course. They were well known pro-heroes, always being watched by the media, which is why Keigo chose this particular bar. It was out of sight and they could finally relax without being interviewed every two seconds by the paparazzi.He couldn't help but glance over at Keigo's phone as he switched to a news article. A huff escaped him once again as he quietly read over Keigo's shoulder, curious as to what the media had to say about them this time. "The hell kinda article is that? Were they even watchin' the same fuckin' fight?”Keigo sighed, reading the rest of the article. "Apparently not it would seem." He scrolled quickly back to the top of the page and reached his phone out for Katsuki to grab from him, "Here, read it for yourself. It's like they only report half of the stories anymore.”After his second drink, he definitely started feeling the effects of the alcohol in his system. His mood was not as sour as he reached over to take the phone being handed to him. He snorted at the commentary, scrolling through the article as his eyes quickly scanned through it. "They have fuckin' live footage of what happened 'n yet they put out this shit.... 'n the worst part is people're gonna fuckin' believe it cause they're all a bunch of morons…”Keigo took another few sips of his drink as Katsuki read the article and he nodded his head in agreement with him. "They just don't seem to care how their tabloids report on us anymore. No matter how hard we try, how much we do, it isn't fucking good enough for them. They need to either report unbiasedly or just fucking stop." He took another sip, larger this time, as he finished his soap box opera and sat his cup down on the counter.Katsuki couldn't help but smirk at how passionate he had gotten just then. It really wasn't like him. Well, at least what he showed to the public. He liked to act like he was carefree to everyone on the outside, but working with him for so long now, even only in passing and on some top-secret missions, he knew the real Keigo. He knew how vulnerable he really was, how much he did care... how much he cared about being used like a literal tool. "Gotta admit... it's a nice fuckin' change to see ya got feelings every once in a while, Feathers…”"I hate being used by the media, what can I say? Give me some alcohol and it's bound to come out." He shrugged slightly as he finished his statement and took another sip. "Besides, it pisses you off too, and every other hero out there. It isn't right for them to always report on us how they see fit. Maybe they should try getting out there and risking their life on a daily basis and see how they like it when we report on them being 'too slow' and 'too damaging' and 'not entertaining enough'. Fuck that and fuck them. We're there to save people, that's what should matter." He took another large sip and sat his cup down with a bit more force."You don't gotta tell me that shit... At least people like you. No matter how much I try to fuckin' do my damn job and help people, I'm still always judged based on what people saw when I was a damn kid... Cause y'know, fuckin' kids don't grow the fuck up or anything." He scoffed as he took the third drink that had been placed on the table for him, downing half of it right away. He was well on his way to drunk by that point, his vision swimming a bit as he swayed slightly in his seat."Sometimes I wish I was still that naïve innocent child that I used to be..." Keigo paused briefly, "I didn't know how shitty the world was back then. How people use you without a second thought. How people have expectations that only keep climbing and god forbid you miss the mark." He sighed slightly as he reached for his cup to take another sip."Aint that the fuckin' truth. Nothin's good enough." Katsuki slumped forward a bit, resting his chin on his folded arms as he turned his head to meet Keigo's gaze. He wasn't sure why he was opening up so much to him, they rarely talked as it was. Of course it was definitely the alcohol, but his drunk brain didn't really register that at the moment. "Shit... 'm fuckin' drunk... Why'd you fuckin' talk me into this shit…”Keigo laughed slightly at his inebriated assistant. "I didn't talk you into shit, man. I said I wanted drinks and you decided to down like... fucking 10 of them." Of course he took another sip as he made his statement. "You just said fine and walked in here with me. Don't blame me for your poor decisions.”The feisty blond clicked his tongue in annoyance, not in the mood to deal with his sass that night. He finished off his drink and threw a good amount of money to cover his drinks before he stood up, already seeing the room spin around him as he did so. "What the fuck ever... I'll just leave then..." He was definitely uncoordinated at that point, barely able to go two steps without stumbling.
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Sighing, Keigo finished his drink and threw a one hundred dollar bill at the bartender for the inconvenience and his drinks. "Look Katsuki, you can't even walk straight or stand up." He moved to the side of him and forced Katsuki to put his arm over his shoulder. "Let me help you.”"You don't gotta do shit, I can walk..." Of course right at that moment, he almost knocked over a stool as he tried to prove his point."You can't walk for shit, look at you dumbass..." He bolstered Katsuki up better, holding on to him.He huffed in annoyance but had no coordination to actually pull away, he just grumbled under his breath as he was led towards a side exit. The cool air hit him and he instantly shivered since he had taken off his jacket in the bar. "Jesus fuck, it's cold…”Keigo outstretched his one wing, helping to shield Bakugo from the slight breeze traveling through the alleyway. "Yeah, it has definitely gotten colder since earlier. I hope this helps at least a little.”The drunken man wasn't sure why the simple gesture made his cheeks heat up more than they already had been, but he grunted in a sort of thank you as they started to walk a bit further down the alley. The change in temperature made him a bit more disoriented however and he found himself stumbling a bit. Helping Katsuki down the alleyway in the direction of their hotel, he used them to his advantage to hide the drunken Katsuki from any potential paparazzi.Katsuki wasn't sure how they ended up in the position, but somehow, he found himself pressed against Keigo's chest while he had pushed the winged man against the dirty brick wall of the alley. He cursed under his breath as his body pressed against Keigo's.Feeling him stumble more than usual, Keigo's back hit the brick wall of the building and a small grunt was forced out from him. "What the fuck, man?" Keigo pressed into Bakugo's shoulders, holding him upright.He couldn't help but think that it felt nice to press up against Keigo like that, although he tried his best to push those thoughts from his mind, but the sound of his voice right next to his ear only served to send shivers down his spine. Even so, he still huffed in annoyance as his crimson gaze met Keigo's before he started to sink down to his knees in front of the winged man.Keigo tried to keep him from falling down to the ground, but it almost felt intentional from him. Confusion washed over his face, unsure of what was going on. "You good, man?" Keigo asked, wanting to make sure the other man was okay.Katsuki didn't answer, hitting his knees a bit hard on the dirty pavement below him, stumbling a bit once more. Glancing up at the other, he reached up for his belt, one hand pressed against Keigo's muscled abs to keep him pressed against the wall."Katsuki-" Keigo was still confused by his actions, but more curious than anything. He wasn't expecting this from him of all people. How long has this been a thought in his head? He stayed pressed against the wall as he watched the man below him undoing his famous H-symboled belt. He occasionally looked down both ends of the alleyway, as he made sure no one was around."Damn... even when 'm about to suck your dick, you still won't shut up." He mumbled as the clinking of Keigo’s belt buckle echoed off the confined walls of the alley before he started to roughly undo the button and zipper of his jeans. His hands moved with surprising ease for someone who had just been slurring his words a moment before."I-" He placed one hand over his mouth, his other arm under. Keigo's eyes intently watched every move Bakugo made, and he noticed how easily he unbuckled his pants, unbuttoned them, and even unzipped them. A slight blush formed over his face, but was it from the alcohol or what was happening? It didn't matter.Katsuki smirked as he tugged Keigo’s pants and boxers down enough to pull his dick free. He wasted no time as he leaned forward, taking the tip of Keigo's half hard dick into his mouth, never taking his eyes off of the winged hero’s face for even a moment.The blush that was on Kegio’s face grew slightly brighter. His body wouldn't move, it betrayed him. His lips wouldn't speak, they betrayed him too. The warmth of Bakugo's mouth on him sent shivers down his spine as he felt a twitch in his cock.Katsuki’s grip was firm against the base of the other man’s cock as he focused on the head at first, letting his tongue move against the underside of the tip before he pulled off of it with a slight 'pop'. He moved down to suck one of his balls into his mouth, stroking Keigo's length as he did so.Keigo leaned his head back against the brick wall of the alleyway, a small moan leaving his mouth as he briefly closed his eyes. His head was full of confusion and questions, but the pleasure was slowly taking over his thoughts. He opened his eyes again and looked back down at the blond boy.He pulled his mouth away for a moment, his hand never stopping its movement along his cock as he smirked once more. "Finally, got you to shut up..." He huffed as he lifted himself up a bit higher onto his knees, taking the hard cock into his mouth once again, hollowing out his cheeks, sinking down about halfway before he pulled back off and then repeated the process over again.Meanwhile, Keigo’s hands made their way down, gripping into the blond spikes below him as his head went back against the wall again. He pressed his head closer towards him, not letting him move away from him as far. "Fuck…”He didn't try to fight back against the grip to his hair or the fact that he was being kept still, being put in place where Keigo wanted him to be. The feeling made his head spin as he let out a muffled groan against the other's cock, his own hands gripping the fabric of Keigo’s pants.Keigo's hips started moving on their own. He desperately wanted to feel more of his mouth, so he pushed up from the wall and took matters into his own hands. He tightened his grip in the blond spikes, pushing himself further into his mouth.He felt his throat restrict around the head of his cock as Keigo pushed further inside of him, only making a slight gagging sound before he allowed himself to relax his throat. Although that didn't stop the wet squelch from filtering through his ears as Keigo began to fuck his throat, ripping another moan from his stuffed mouth.He leaned forward slightly and hunched himself in pleasure, pushing himself completely down Bakugou's throat. It was warm, wet, and tight. Pulling himself out enough to let him get some air, before he returned to his throat.His fingers gripped Keigo's pants tighter as he felt himself being arched backward a bit, keeping his throat open for him. Occasionally he would swallow around his cock, pulling stuttering moans from him as he did his best to make it feel as good as he could manage. His eyes began to water from the way his mouth remained open and the strain to his body, but he didn't care, he relished in it, just letting Keigo take what he wanted.Keigo kept himself in his throat, moving in and out at a steady pace. The tightness of his throat felt amazing, the swallowing, the vibrations, everything. Shivers made their way down his spine again. He grabbed the boy by his hair and turned them around where Bakugou's head was now backed against the alleyway wall. Keigo began to continuously fuck the boy's mouth over and over again, moans escaping his lips continuously as he looked down at the boy while panting, "Yeah? Who's the one shutting up now? Hmm?”Keigo's voice was low, vibrating through his body as he spoke. It made shivers wrack Katsuki’s entire body. His legs naturally spread as his own cock strained against his pants as he was pinned against the alley wall, the tears finally spilled over and ran down his flushed cheeks, another gagging sound heard from him followed by a shaky groan.Fully facefucking Katsuki against the wall, he watched the tears fall from his eyes. "That's a good look for you, Katsuki. You should wear it more often." He shoved himself down into his throat with each motion, uncaring if he could breathe anymore. "You're taking my cock so well…”The spikey blond continued to swallow around his dick, taking in gasps of air when Keigo would allow it before his throat was filled once more. He could taste the precum that coated his tongue every time Keigo’s cock was pulled out and shoved back in. He had to admit the taste was addicting. His nails dug into Keigo's thighs through his pants, needing something to hold on to, to keep him from losing himself completely.Keigo continued his assault on Bakugo's throat and he grinned. "Who knew that the great Katsuki would be on his knees in a dirty side alleyway giving a blowjob to the number two pro-hero, hmm?" He laughed as he panted, occasionally intentionally choking Bakugou by not allowing him to get any air. "You're such a good boy.”His throat spasmed once again around Keigo's dick, his hands instinctively pushing back against his hips as the need for air became too much. He was eventually allowed to breathe every time, but the edges of his vision always became a bit fuzzy before he was allowed to take in a breath. HIs heart pounded faster in his chest as his cock pulsed, still trapped in his pants. He hollowed out his cheeks, creating suction as Keigo pulled back, his tongue laying flat against the underside of his cock.Panting loudly, another moan left Keigo’s lips. His head was getting fuzzy and his hips were getting faulty with their rhythm. He was close. Keigo increased his speed, eventually sending him over the edge. He completely pressed himself into Bakugo, busting right in his throat. His cum coated Katsuki’s throat as he pulled back, flooding into his mouth before stroking himself to finish his final ropes of cum all over Katsuki's face.He let out a gasp of air once Keigo pulled back, the taste of his cum flooding his mouth and feeling the warmth of it as it hit his face."Who knew you'd look so pretty covered in my cum." Keigo grinned with a mischievous look on his face.Bakugo’s breathing was shaky, a clear wet stain along the front of his pants, clearly indicating he had cum without even having to do anything. A bit of Keigo's cum slid down from the corner of his mouth, as his eyes still glistened with tears as his face was flushed, body feeling weak. "Shit…”"You wanna get out of this disgusting ass alleyway and finish this at the hotel?" He asked with a serious tone, trying to not make Katsuki think he was being sarcastic. Sharp dark slits in golden eyes looking down at the man on his knees still in front of him, observing that face covered in his own cum. "I'm serious." His eyes still pierced down at Katsuki but this time turning his attention to the wet spot that formed on his pants. "That wet spot on your pants says you want it.”"You're the one that shoved me up against this nasty wall..." He wiped his mouth as he shoved his way past Keigo, shoulder checking him as he did so."Better make it worth it.”