Jiro cursed her luck when her terrible cards couldn't save her against a flush, full house, pair of threes, pair of nines and four of a kind. She took a deep breath before her hands went to the hem of her shirt and dragged it slowly up. She dropped the shirt in a heap, crossed her arms over her chest and laughed derisively "At least there's not much to cover. I feel so boyish, I wish I had boobs like yours, Mina."

"Oh I think they're plenty good enough." Mina winked and tilted her head toward Kaminari who was having a difficult time trying to conceal the fact that he was hard. Even with his knees pulled up and his arms wrapped loosely around them.

Jiro looked to her right and blushed as she looked down at Kaminari's dick. It was long and straight and standing up between his legs.

Kaminari was still preoccupied by the sight of Jiro and the way her small, pert boobs sat out proudly from her chest. He'd given up trying to hide his erection but he couldn't focus on his hand very well but it seemed everyone else was having a hard time too and he chuckled at Bakugou's outburst.

"THESE CARDS ARE FUCKING RIGGED!" He'd just done a truth so now he would have to join in the nakedness.

"Oh shut up and show us what you've got." Mina called back through her giggles.

"Shut it, Raccoon Eyes!" He shot her a glare before he gulped the rest of his drink and slipped his black briefs down.

Kirishima couldn't help but stare as Bakugou's dick was revealed to the group. He wasn't only long but he was thick too. The sight of Bakugou naked next to him was mouthwatering and he struggled to keep his own dick dormant at the sight.

"Quit staring and deal the cards, Sparky." Bakugou growled at the blonde across the circle.

Kaminari dealt the cards and they heard a barely concealed whoop of excitement come from Sero. He wondered if his pair of fours was enough to save him from a dare when he realised it was.

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS!? KAMINARI, IF YOU MADE ME LOSE ON PURPOSE, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Bakugou yelled as he threw his cards down.

Sero looked over at him but Bakugou, still fuming, didn't even give him a chance to ask "Just dare me to do something, Soy Sauce Face!"

Kirishima couldn't help his laugh, apparently Bakugou only got more insulting when he was naked and drinking.

Sero grinned "Ok, I dare you to make out with Kiri." He grinned even harder at the look on the blonde's face. "For three minutes, sitting on his lap."

Mina excitedly clapped her hands and Kaminari had a smug looking grin on his face.

If looks could kill, Sero would have been incinerated on the spot. "You better believe I'll get you back for this." Bakugou said dangerously low as he turned toward a lightly blushing Kirishima.

Kirishima had thought about protesting at first, he wasn't the one who had lost, but was making out with Bakugou while he sat naked on his lap really a loss?

He didn't think so, so he choked his words down and shut up.

Bakugou made his way toward him slowly. He knelt with one knee on either side of Kirishima's legs and lowered himself into his lap. He could feel the ridge of his dick through his red briefs against his own bare length.

His eyes flicked down to where they pressed together and he dragged his gaze upward, over his taught stomach and chest to his face and finally looking into his eyes.

Kirishima moved toward him slowly and stopped a couple of inches away from his lips. He could hear his heart beating out of control and wondered if Bakugou could hear it too. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and bit into it nervously.

Bakugou's eyes were drawn to Kiri's lip as he bit it. He reached out with his right hand and settled it against his cheek. His thumb stroked along his lip and he released it with a small sigh. Bakugou couldn't take it any longer, he had to know what it was like to kiss him.

Kirishima's eyes fluttered closed as Bakugou closed the distance between them and pressed his lips to his.

A tingling sensation started where their lips met and spread though Kirishima's body. He ran his right hand up his chest and neck and twined it into his hair. He deepened the kiss by stroking his tongue along Bakugou's lip, coaxing his own to join him.

The moment Bakugou felt Kirishima's tongue on his, his gentle kiss turned so much more heated. His hands ran over his back and shoulders and pulled him closer with a desperate urgency as his tongue explored Kirishima's mouth.

This was exactly what Kirishima had imagined kissing Bakugou would be like. The intensity that drew him to him in the first place was so clear in the way he kissed. It was explosive and fucking hot. Now that he'd been given a taste, he didn't think he'd ever get enough of it. Of him.

Remembering Bakugou's kink, he fisted his hand in his hair and tugged as he fought for dominance with his tongue. He felt Bakugou groan into his mouth so he flexed his hips up toward him, creating a little friction where they both needed it most.

Bakugou groaned again, the sound vibrating in his chest and pushed back against him.

Kirishima pulled back and tugged Bakugou's head to the side, exposing his neck to him and raked his sharp teeth over the sensitive skin. He felt Bakugou shudder in his lap and smirked against his skin.

Sero cleared his throat. "If you two are quite done, the timer finished a while ago." A tone of amusement was clear in his voice when he spoke.

Kirishima leaned back and looked up at Bakugou. He was flushed and breathing heavily and he was sure the look on his face mirrored his own.

"I'm pretty sure they were both just getting started." Kaminari teased and Bakugou shot him a glare before he rolled off Kirishima and sat back down with his knees up, not even bothering to hide how aroused he was.