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How does one get so lost in the woods, when one lives right fucking next to it?
That was what Bakugou was asking himself as he wrestled his way through a particularly dense bush. He had been trying to find some ingredients for the potions in his shop, but apparently, he had picked everything even remotely close to the path at this point. He really needed to just bite the bullet and build a greenhouse, because there was no way he was going to be able to keep foraging for black cohosh like this.
Yes, a greenhouse would fix all of his problems.
Now the witch just needed to get through the rest of the damn forest and back to his shop so he could make that old bitch, Shuzenji, her hot flash medication. It was already getting dark out. Bakugou could see the light starting to fade more and more even through the thick canopy. He had been out here for how long and all he had was half a basket full of sub-par ingredients?
Oh yeah. Five hours.
Bakugou cursed as he stumbled forward after pushing through yet another thick brush. He had thought he saw a trail, but apparently, it was just a bit of dirt that had long since covered the grass from a foxhole. He clicked his tongue in disdain before pressing on.
Follow the sunset. It always sets in the West.
There had to be a road or something over there and Bakugou was going to find it before the sun went down and he was stuck with a bunch of woodland creatures for the night. He wasn’t a fucking Disney princess, he knew that mosquitos were going to eat him alive if he stayed for much longer.
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It had been a whole hour since Katsuki had vowed to break out of this damn hellscape. Who the fuck decided to call the woods ‘the great outdoors’ again because he wanted to punch that person square in the jaw. At this point, the sun had set and he was now wandering around in the dark like a total idiot. Fire magic was his specialty, but since he kept getting whacked in the face with branches, it wasn’t a good idea to wander around with his hand ablaze. A forest fire was the last thing he needed.
Owls were starting to hoot and their creepy ass bird noises had shivers running down his spine. The overwhelming feeling of being watched didn’t help, either. Bakugou had looked around a few times already, really scanning the forest, but he hadn’t seen anything out there. Whatever it was, it was sneaky. A natural, really. Or he was making it all up because he was lost in a dark forest. Alone. Paranoia would creep up on anyone in here.
Yet the feeling remained even as Katsuki tripped over a particularly large root he hadn’t been paying attention to. His hands went out to catch himself, but in the end, his whicker basket ended up making a not-so-satisfying crunch sound while his forearm crushed it. Bakugou had hit the ground hard, his ankle twisting the slightest bit in the wrong direction while he bit his tongue.
“Fucking hell,” Katsuki cursed as he rolled over onto his back. One foot was stretched out in front of him while the other was bent at the knee and curled toward his torso. The basket’s handle was still wrapped around his wrist, but the portion currently holding his smooshed herbs was bent completely out of shape. At least his damn hat stayed on his head, even if it was partially lopsided from the fall. The ankle on his outstretched leg was throbbing while he lay there in the dirt and grass, assessing himself.
“Piece of shit fucking tree, I should burn you down… Or turn you into a fucking rocking chair or some shit. My leg,” Bakugou continued to curse and moan. This was it. Exactly what he needed. Now he was lost in the woods in the middle of the night with a sprained ankle.
Snap
Oh yeah. And there was the possibility of someone watching him.
Immediately, Katsuki had both hands up, and hot sparks were snapping and popping in his palms. If it was an animal, hopefully, that would scare it off. The owls had already shut their damn mouths after all his bitching. Now he just had to scare off whatever bunny rabbit or fox was tailing him in the dark.
Snap
The sound of another twig breaking came from his right this time, and Katsuki was quick to swivel his head in that direction. It seemed like it was circling him, though Bakugou still hadn’t managed to get a good look. He ground his teeth together as his whole body tensed. Another twig snapped behind him, and then again to his left. It seemed almost intentional at this point. What kind of shitty predator would want their prey to know where they were?
Just as Bakugou’s head continued to turn to the right, there was a warm breeze over his left shoulder. And then another. And another.
Definitely not a breeze then.
Slowly, Katsuki turned his head to look over his shoulder, and sure enough, there was a large wolf there. It’s fur was black with a ruddy tint to it as the flames in his palms flickered. He could see sharp teeth on display as the beast’s tongue lolled out of it’s mouth. A small notch of fur was missing near the wolf’s right eye, only visible because the damn thing was leaning over him and panting like a dog waiting for a tennis ball to be thrown.
“What the fuck do you want, shitty breath? A treat? Can’t you see that I’m a little busy here?” Katsuki scoffed as the flames in his palms extinguished. As carefully as he could, he tried standing up, only to have his ankle buckle under him. Bakugou hit the ground hard again on his knees with a grunt and then glared at the wolf as if it were the creature’s doing. It might as well have been since he wouldn’t have been rushing to get out of the forest if it hadn’t been watching him. What a creep.
“If you’re going to be here, then at least be useful. Where the hell is the village from here, huh? Be a good guide dog and show me the way.”
The wolf just whined in response.
“Don’t just stand there! Ugh, fuck me,” Katsuki sighed as he sat right back down. Seriously, how did he end up in this mess? He tilted his head back and let out a low groan of frustration while his ankle continued to throb.
“Really?”
Katsuki’s eyes snapped open at the words and his head whipped into a forward-facing position. The blonde nearly gave himself whiplash while blinking in shock at the spot where the wolf had been.
In its place was a man. A huge, naked, man.
“I mean. I kind of was hoping to, but I didn’t expect you to just demand it,” the man said while running a hand through bright red hair. His biceps were huge. Katsuki kind of wanted to lick them.
Wait, what?
“Honestly, I don’t know what I expected to find tonight. Definitely not you. You smell really nice for a human.” The redhead reached out and casually started grabbing at Katsuki’s pants. Bakugou was frozen. What was someone supposed to do when an insanely hot stranger with the biggest ding dong he had ever seen started to undress them? Katsuki was so shocked, he managed to miss the part where his pants were tossed to the side and he was manhandled until he was face down and ass up.
“What the fuck are you doing, you oaf!?” Katsuki screeched while looking over his shoulder. His fingers dug into the earth below him as he tried to crawl out from underneath the red-haired stranger. Katsuki’s cheeks were burning bright red and little explosions were popping off in his palms and into the dirt while he bared his teeth furiously.
“Fucking you?”
“I don’t even know you,” Katsuki hissed. He kicked back with his good ankle, only for his leg to be caught. The redhead barely even flinched. In fact, his face was far too unbothered and innocent-looking for the current position they were in. Katsuki was fuming about it, which was surprising. He thought he would be more upset at the fact that he was being bent over like a cheap whore.
“Oh! Sorry! My name’s Kirishima Eijirou. I actually live in that den over there,” he chirped while pointing toward what Katsuki thought was a foxhole earlier. How the fuck this big piece of beef lived in that burrow was beyond him, but Katsuki wasn’t going to question it at this point. There were far too many others that needed to be answered at the moment.
Before he could ask, Katsuki found two fingers jammed into his gaping mouth. He should have known to shut the damn thing, but he hadn’t expected Kirishima to just thrust in like that. Katsuki was nearly choking on those thick digits as they slid past the lateral borders of his tongue. Saliva coated each finger while Eijirou thrust them in and out of his mouth, and Katsuki tried to speak, but it came out mostly jumbled.
A swift ‘pop’ accompanied Eijirou’s fingers as he pulled them out of the blonde’s mouth and left his sputtering. A look of offense painted Katsuki’s features as he glanced over his shoulder at Eijirou, but it quickly morphed into shock as one finger breached his hole.
“What the fuck,” he gasped while his ass was stretched with just one. Eijirou was a big guy, of course, he had huge fingers, but it wasn’t like Katsuki was a virgin. He knew what being stretched felt like, but at the moment he was feeling a little overwhelmed. With his mind reeling and his mouth refusing to say anything even remotely close to ‘stop’, Katsuki felt the second finger push past his rim.
Saliva alone wasn’t the most ideal lubricant, but Eijirou seemed to be making do with it. He twisted his fingers and scissored them open. When he found Katsuki’s prostate, the blonde wailed. Tears sprung up in his eyes and Katsuki bit his lip to try and hold in any more noise while Eijirou worked.
“Wow, you smell even better when you feel good,” Kirishima commented as he pulled both fingers out and positioned his hands on either of Katsuki’s ass cheeks. He spread them open to look at the blonde’s gaping hole before he spat on it. The warm saliva pooled around Katsuki’s rim and dripped down his taint as he pressed his hips backward unwittingly.
“Just fucking put it in already,” Katsuki panted.
“Alright, Bakugou, whatever you say,” Eijirou was grinning. Fucking grinning as he lined himself up and thrust inside Bakugou. The blonde yelped and his fingers dug deeper into the earth while he tried not to bite his tongue again. The stretch seemed like too much, but he didn’t exactly have a chance to get used to it. Eijirou was already sliding out of him and thrusting forward violently. It felt like Katsuki’s lower intestines were being punched with the tip of Kirishima’s cock as he went to town on Katsuki’s ass. It wasn’t until a dozen thrusts in that Katsuki registered that he hadn’t told Eijirou his name.
“H-how did you ah know?”
Eijirou seemed to understand what he was asking even as he had a death grip on Katsuki’s hips. The only reason Katsuki’s forehead wasn’t currently banging into the cursed tree that landed him here was because of Eijirou’s grip on him. The lycan was an extremely enthusiastic lover, as it turned out. His hip bones were jabbing into Katsuki’s ass cheeks with each thrust and his thick, heavy balls were smacking into Katsuki’s taint to the point where it was getting sensitive.
“Everyone knows you,” Eijirou panted. A deep rumble came from his chest as he looked at where his cock was currently bullying Katsuki’s hole. “You’re the witch at the edge of the forest. You come in here every week and tease me with that scent of yours.”
Katsuki didn’t recall there being any wolves in the woods, but he supposed he wasn’t exactly looking for them. Every time he was in here, he had a set goal in mind. He tended to focus only on what his tasks were and rarely what was around him, which hadn’t helped when he originally got lost. Eijirou could have been in the background, watching him for who knows how long.
Katsuki’s thoughts were interrupted by a loud howl from behind him, something huge jabbing at his rim, and a warm feeling spreading through his guts. Eijirou was still hovering over him, but he was practically whimpering as the round, bulbous thing continued to try and bully its way inside Katsuki. The sound of skin slapping against skin that had filled the forest was now gone and instead, the sounds of an irritated werewolf hung in the air.
“What the fuck is that?” Katsuki glanced behind him, trying to spot just what the hell it was. When he saw it, his jaw dropped. Attached to the base of Eijirou’s already thick cock was a massive bulb of flesh. It looked painfully red and swollen as Kirishima pressed forward.
“Oh no no no, that’s not gonna fit,” Bakugou protested, but it was too late. With a harsh thrust forward, the knot popped into place and expanded until Katsuki and Eijirou were locked together. The blonde cried out as stars overwhelmed his vision, and he found himself cumming right before Eijirou did. Splash after splash painted Katsuki’s insides, and soon the two of them were lying on the ground. Katsuki’s arms had given out easily and Eijirou had gone down with him, unable to pull out at the moment.
Eijirou was practically purring as he lay there with one arm wrapped around Katsuki’s waist. He was clearly satisfied with what he had done, and while Katsuki couldn’t say he was mad at the outcome, he certainly hadn’t anticipated his day ending with hardcore sex with a wolf-man.
“I hope you know that if I ever see your face again when I’m in these woods, I’m going to burn them down.”
“Ummm… Katsuki? You do know that wolves mate for life, right?”