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Date: 2/2/22 07:38 (UTC)Panting slowly, trying not to move but his dick kept twitching, stubbornly taking the pressure everytime Bakugos body pushed against it-- the way it wrapped around him--) u-uhhhnnnn- Ba- Bakugo? ( Groaning pathetically as he sat there in his haunches with only his dicks tip inside him, fighting agaisnt Bakugos stubborn hole to keep it pressed in there. It was his fault for not thinking about lube sooner, for not remembering to do any of those things they should have done to prepare-- but never in his mind did he believe he'd be having sex-- not today! not this year! And no one told you how fast it happened, how hungry you could get for it. Swallowing, his throat bobbing up, too afraid to move and hurt the other boy, but his dick was screaming at him to push in, or get out.
They lingered like that for a moment, Bakugo growling and hissing under him- god, he wanted to go back to making them both feel good- but then that visceral threat was grunted up at him-- Kirishimas brows hiked up high-- he was getting permission! so clenching his jaw, head tilting back down to look at Katsukis pretty red eyes, totally not caring his hair was getting pulled- panting between his words) i-i'll go slow... mnh-- just, tell me to stop nm, whenever... okay? ( No way would he add anything close to 'if it's too much' or something-- Bakugo would just see it as a challenge, and stubbornly keep going. Kirishima wanted this to be good, nice-- yeah, it'd started out raunchy as hell, but with the way Katsukis face twisted, the way his lips pursed and snarled when the head finally slipped in. He wanted to see more of it, but only if Katsuki was enjoying it as much as he was.
Slowly, and by slowly it felt minute- Kirishima meticulously slid his dick-guiding hand over Bakugos tenting thigh, on his right side, sliding his palm down that hot skin until it was curving over the firm mound that was Bakugos ass cheek. Cupping the whole piece, squeezing it, then pulling the mound gently to spread Bakugo a bit more- the motion simultaneously pulling at the puckered ring that kept twitching, clamping down on his denting dick-- then he pushed ) uuuuhnnn- ( Holy shit- it slid in half way, slow , and Kirishima trembled at the hotness, with a raw throaty sound vibrating out of his sweaty chest and up to Katsukis beautiful ears...)
ho- hoooo, fuuuuuck-
( He was whispering again, his black eyelashes fluttering to shut closed from the velvety sensation wrapping him up, a hotness so good it made his mouth fall open. then the feeling of Bakugos body spreading open for him, giving enough stretch to let the rest of it shove in-- with a painful tightness that had Kirishima opening his eyes again, seeing stars. Katsukis body was molding its self around him, like the perfect fit-- ending when his soft sack meet Bakugos cheeks with a soft slap, completely plugging the blonde boy under him to the rim-- those red eyes fluttered open when he realized his hips wouldn't go further, chin tucking down to look as he exhaled a shaky breath-- whispering )
holyshit,itwentin- ( Maybe it was pure happiness, or the adrenaline of having unprotected, unprepared, sex with his best friend for the first time ever in the middle of the school-week, after having had the sloppiest makeout, jerk-off sessions [ever!]; but, his hips started moving. His heart was so full, he wanted to kiss him again, so he pushed down into Katsukis lips, bending the blonde boy in half in the process, hoisting him up to keep them connected by the ass-- kissing him hard, sideways and messy again.
Then his hips started going, like a young rabbit, short and jerked thrusts into the other boy, the sound of of their moist middles slapping together -- Oh. Ooooh) uhn-- Katsuki, KatsukiKatsuki-
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Date: 2/4/22 18:06 (UTC)Shit, felt him twitching inside, the pulse of his dick against the rim of his entrance, sitting just shy of being completely thrust through the grip of his muscle. Instinctively he wanted to push out, use his muscles to expel him cause damn, he's big it hurts and it's weird but hot. Somewhere his mind grabbed onto Kirishima's voice and he dropped his head to the pillow, bangs covering his eyes above a flushed red face.] E... Eijiro... M'fine. [Managing that out stubbornly because hell if he's gonna end up looking weak in front of him. Shut up! Stop thinking about "fault" cause neither of them opted for lube and now his dick's in his ass and there's no stopping it cause neither of them planned this! Didn't expect it, but here they are, naked and entwined together, Bakugo's legs hiked up around Kirishima's hips, his friend's heat pressing into him waiting to go even further.
Of course he gave him fucking permission! You think he's gonna wuss out over this kind of thing?! He told him to "fuck me" earlier and he's not backing out! Red eyes opened halfway, glaring up through his ashen blonde spikes, watching those red brows jump up on Kirishima's forehead. Gave his hair another squeeze and tug to remind him not to look down on him about this. And he tightened his legs around his hip and thigh as well, just in case the other hero had any ideas about pulling back.] Fuckin shaddup- ah-h... I'll say stop if I... want. [Broken voice, but still demanding that respect. Part of him definitely wanted to tell him to just shove it in, get it over with, but some part of his brain still wanted to walk tomorrow.]
Fuck! [Bakugo twitched his head back into the pillow, teeth gritting and breath seething between them as that hovering stretch in the middle of his hole nudged forward, a final widening stretch before the hero's crown slipped in with a so-good "pop" he felt all over his body. Made him jump, dick throb, toes curl, fingers fist, legs tighten, abs flex, breath catch. But for all the fucking pain, a small good feeling of satisfaction burned in his chest.
Fingers wandered over his thigh and the lines in his leg rippled under his skin and Kirishima's slicked digits, nerves perking up and reacting to each inch his hand took from his thigh to the curve of his ass. The mound hollowed at the outside when Bakugo tightened the muscle, reacting to those damn squeezes and pulls until finally he relaxed a bit and allowed the redhead to drag the muscle to the side a bit more. Felt it spread him open, draw the ring of muscle throttling Kirishima's tip a little more taut around him. Warm air ghosting over his skin and making him shudder as his ring instinctively pinched at the mast forcing it to stay open.] fuckinghell- [Inching its way in one after another, spreading his walls open and pushing that squelching tunnel further apart. He could feel each glide tending his muscle inward, veins and that prominent tube on the underside punching their way through. Feeding his goddamn dick inside him. Bakugo's skin crawled against the pain, felt like he was getting split in two, but he kept his mouth shut, teeth bared and eyes squeezed tight, traitorous dick spurting precum all over his abs in spite of his virginity being slathered all over his best friend's cock.]
ngh... ah-, haa... fuck-! [Bakugo's voice joined Kirishima's in that lewd whispering, eyebrows drawing together and his toes curling so hard a few cracked. Feeling that soft skin of his dick against his own was nothing compared to feeling how smooth he was gliding along the insides of his body. Silken almost, trailing behind that spongy meat of his ruby-flushed head. Scalding almost, like a branding iron, but amazing all the same. Wait- he's braci--] AH!! [Bastard just shoved the rest in! Bakugo's eyes snapped open wide, mouth dropping in a shout of bliss and agony. Everything went short circuit inside him, legs snaking iron tight around his lover's body and seizing up on him. Muscles fluttered and rippled all over the redhead's cock, spasming in mounds from head to root as it clung to every damn inch and detail of him. His cheeks sending all those victorious signals to his brain when Kirishima's heavy sack nuzzled soft skin and round orbs against them. Filling him up completely like the best damn plug in the world. His chest arched upward from the bed, hands crushing Kirishima's hair in one and his wrist in the other as he strained beneath the redhaired boy above him.]
fuckfuckfucknoshitfuck-! [Like a mantra, trying to breathe and recognize the sheer accomplishment of that feels-like-its-fucking-huge dick fully sheathed within him. "it went in" he said and that's stupidly hot and cute at the same time. Somewhere in his mind he also realizes it's skin to skin, not even a condom, and Bakugo knew immediately he certainly didn't mind. He was with his best friend, having sex with him, didn't prep for this at all, and now he's connected with him like this--] Ngh! [And he's starting to move! Oh, no just his top half. Bakugo released his hair and instead slung his arm fully around Kirishima's shoulders as he leaned down to kiss him. Legs slowly unlocking from their wrap around his hips and thighs and instead lifting his feet into the air as his boyfriend bent him in half so they could lock lips and make out again. Hips slotted into his, kissing him hungrily, heavily, head tilting a bit to deepen the kiss, ignoring the saliva trailing out the side of his mouth. Breath puffing out when Kirshima began to hump him like a fucking rabbit.] Eijiro... uhh... fuck... fuck, Eijiro-!
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Date: 2/5/22 00:12 (UTC)They'd curled into each other, with him pushing down into Bakugos warm body which greeted him with mild shudders, grunts, and unhooking those pale legs from around his hips to simply dangle off him in the air. So hot. The shift in position let him stand of his haunches for a bit, he had to kiss Bakugo more before he kept going, his dick inside him twitched every time the blondes tongue met with his, when their mouths needily met after a breath, and the way Bakugos lips grunted out his name with such a lewd want at the end made Kirishima tense-- feeling the hotness of Katsukis insides clenching down on him, riveting around his melting cock-- )
nNNh-! Ha- Ba-... Katsuki-- holyshit, you're so hot...
( Pawing at Katsukis ass with both hands, when did the second hand get there? He couldn't tell you, it was a natural place for his grabby hands to go-- flexing both arms, toned and hard to pull squeeze those pale cheeks, hauling Bakugos ass upward every time he thrusted down into him, he felt the way the other boys legs now hiked in the air every time their bodies humped eagerly together. SO, Hot. His core was burning from having no arms to hold him up now, but it was either kiss Katsuki lovingly while fucking him, now... or finish without a wet kiss.
Panting, their lips pulling just a hair apart, halflid eyes watching Katsukis uncomfortable sneer, watching his blond brows get softer the longer time went on, he was suppose to like it? To feel good? He slowed down his juvenile thrusts for a second, shifting gears to deliberately pull out slooow, in one steady motion-- just half way. Shuddering as he did it, eyes pinching shut, he was going to come right there if he didn't FOCUS! Kirishimas hushed breath tickling Bakugos chin, shakily trying to assure the other boy of his actions, of his concerns- ) slower? mn- does it hurt? tell me what, nm... to do, okay?
( Murmuring into Katsukis flushed cheek, while his strong hands massaged the blonds rump, he knew his ass must hurt- so he tried to aid the other my holding him in place, pawing and kneading the muscles there with as much intention to comfort him, as to feed into his own devilish thoughts-- he loved Bakugos butt, the way it looked in his tight uniform, in joggers.) m-mnnmm, you're so hot Katsuki-- so good. I'll go slow-
( He promised-- but, pushed in again. What happened to tell me what to do? He couldn't stop moving! Precum seeped out of the tightness, tears peeking out of Katsukis twitchy edges, naturally trickling down the slit between those lush cheeks he kept manhandling in rhythm with each small perky hump-- the sounds they made together, had his brain fogged up in that pre-climax trance that had him mumbling-) sogood, so good--mn... mn, you feel so good Bakugo- ( His actions not matching his kind words from before as he pulled out, a little bit rushed- red brows scrunching up at the wet sensation between them, the way his dick was no longer digging, but sliding in slow and smooth now-- while Bakugos tender insides squeezed him, welcoming him in again, this time totally different.) aahnn, shit-- Bakugo-
( A whine, a soft warning.)
Katsuki- I'm-- nnn, you're so good- ( He was stuck there, mentally -- unable to vocally express any response to Bakugos fevered 'fuck!'s other than the soft 'good, good, good's he let out-- he ducked his head, nose deep in Katsukis ear, hair, his jawline- curled over the other boy as he went at it- Grinding into their middles, into the perfect tight ring that eased around his hotness-- hips pushing off his haunches to quicken the thrusts, with each one the twin bed beneath them bucking against short, quick thumps against something Kirishima couldn't quite place. They would move it next time, for sure.
Now, he was completely chest on chest pressed down against Bakugo as he pumped into him-- he'd seen videos like this, just a few! but they were his favorite-- solid broad shoulders flexed from their wonky open missionary position, firmly sandwiching his partner into the stressed sheets, spotted from their dirty actions, wrecked briefs dangling off the small bed and threatening to slide off every time Kirishima ground Bakugo into his bed. The bed whining beneath them that quiet, perverted song every teenage boy fantasized about-
And his hazed eyes opened, down between their messy middles- watching as Bakugos neglected cock bobbed up and down, the head tapping shyly at Katsukis paler stomach, the way it lulled with their grinding had Kirishima hypnotized- it was rosy at the tip, glossy and clearly strained from neglect. So he grabbed it, grunting having to let Bakugos left ass cheek go to tenderly, but firmly, pump Bakugo into his hand as he tried to match up their bodies thrusting motions-- maybe he wasn't the smartest in class, but he could defiantly do this.) nm, you gotta- ha, come with me-- Katsuki.
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Date: 2/6/22 19:42 (UTC)God, he's actually pushing into him. Feels his body not just atop his own with the warmth and weight pressuring down on him, not just his skin sliding against his own all naked and hot and wet, but actually has a throbbing part of Kirishima himself inside his own damn body. No shit he's vocal about it, experiencing the sensations for the first time. Another grunt seeps out as the redhead draws back to move on his legs some, lips finding lips in another soaking kiss. The second he recognized he could twitch Eijiro's dick by licking his tongue, he did it a lot more often. God he loves the way he sounds.]
Hgh-! Ei... fuck, Eijiro-- Ah-h, right there, again-
[Shouldn't feel this good to have his hands dragging at his ass cheeks, but it does and each squeeze and rake makes the muscles firm up and gets another buck from the blonde's hips. Fuck, he's not even doing much of the bucking since Kirishima's the one hauling his ass up and basically dragging him onto his own cock. Right as he drops his hips and thrusts into him, slamming back into his body all the way to the base. Each impact made his legs jump, bouncing in the air in rhythm matching the redhead's own. The arm thrown around Kirishima's shoulders dug its fingers into his skin, dragging wet lines backwards across his shoulder blades. Wanting to feel all of him, so much of him.
The kiss breaks, tongue flicks out instinctively to sweep the saliva off between them, and he feels his eyes on him, one of his own cracking open just enough to see Eijiro's face. Flushed with that doey stare, mouth hanging slightly open from his breaths, pleasure written all over his expression the more he moved his hips. Of course he fucking liked it! Once they got over the initial part. The painful penetration and stretch is melting into something thick and slick inside, a feel good fullness that's churning in his hips. As Kirishima begins to pull out slowly Bakugo lets out a loud groan, his clenching ring clinging to the other boy's dick in stubborn effort to keep him there. Halfway out, pulsing inside his ass, suspending him n this state as he tries to fucking talk.] M'fine... feels better... move dammit!
[Hissing against Kirishima's brow and temple, free hand clawing at the bedsheets each time the other boy pumped his ass cheeks in his hands. Yeah his ass hurt! Fucking ached! But the amazing sensations that came with it blew all that away. Massaging definitely helped. God, he could spend all day just touching him, wanted to explore more, lay him out on the bed and ride him while his hands worked all over that damn Grecian statue of a torso Kirishima's got. Pay some proper attention to his dick too...] Che... fuck... move and talk-! God, Eirjio... more- FUCK!
[Finally he pushed in again, filled him up to the base until his balls slapped against his ass once more. Didn't want him to stop moving! What was slaps started to become sloppier the more he felt his hole leaking, precum oozing out between the stretched ring and Kirishima's throbbing shaft and wandering down the cleft of his ass before getting splattered over the redhead's hips and thighs when he bottomed out again. Didn't care anymore what noises they made, his own voice joining in with Kirishima's grunts, moans, and those tender, hot words he's stubbornly putting out.] Yes--fuck yeah, Ei--guh! Don't stop-fuck- [Encouraging and lewd. No more sticking or struggling to push in or pull out, but now sliding into him in a firm rhythm, pushing his walls apart with that dripping bullet of his head and impaling him with the thickness he could fucking feel Eijiro's heartbeat pounding through.]
Do it-- fucking hell, do it- [Not asking "what" cause he already knew. A shudder sizzled through his spine as breath gushed over his ear, hair, jaw, hips lifting in Kirishima's lap as his friend curled over him like that, shoving between the blonde's splayed legs as his feet rocked in the air, a lewd and incriminating picture of two guys going at it for the first time. Bakugo couldn't care less, wanting somewhere to wrap his legs around him but the other part content to let that job be done with his arms and ass. Short thrusts, long thrusts, shoving his shoulders and Kirishima's knees into the sheets as the bed groaned beneath them. Fuck, if they moved it, he'd probably give the redhead a high five after finishing.
Oof! Weight shoved onto his chest, his pectorals and abs hardening as they met with his mate's. Without thinking, Bakugo wrapped both arms around Kirishima's body, clinging to his shoulders and lower back, fingers scraping blunt nails across his flesh. Pumping into him, bounding his body on the bed, branding his mind with the position being his favorite as he clung to those broad shoulders and screw what mess they were making on the bed. It wasn't until he felt a hand invading between them that he was reminded of his own very neglected, very sensitive dick suddenly sandwiched no longer just between walls of heaving abdominal muscles, but also enveloped in warm and sturdy hand, its turgid shaft thrumming with blood and pleasure and backed-up need that was leaking all over his stomach, now his hand, with each thrust.
Fucker grabbed it. At the very start of this, Bakugo got the javelin thought in his mind "I'm not coming first" because that's who he is. But thing is, the blonde's never had someone he's attracted to fucking his dick into his ass at the same time as the same guy's grabbing his cock and pumping it in attempt to match that rhythm. On top of a few months of noticing Kirishima being an attractive idiot. Didn't know if it was that entire combo or the fact the asshole husked such a lewd command at him to fucking "come with me" right into his flesh. All Bakugo knew was one second he was getting fucked and jerked and the nex-
A wordless shout filled the room only two strokes in and Bakugo threw his head back on the pillow, eyes slamming shut and brows furrowing in a yell of pleasure. Fingers seized up on Kirishima's back, denting into his skin, arm muscles hardening like cables as he dragged his friend as close to himself as possible. Toes curled in the air, hard enough to crack as one leg stabbed to the ceiling, the other bowing out to the side without caring and tented at the knee to drive his heel into his lover's hips. Neck muscles cording up around a taut throat as his spine arched from the bed, driving the chiseling surface of his torso into Kirishima's own. Felt like heat raced from his head/shoulders/arm/chest all of it plunging into his hips where his dick turned into a fucking rock in his friend's hand. Before everything exploded, shooting thick lines of white all over their smashed together stomachs, couldn't even go any higher since they were so close together. Ass cheeks hollowing with his thighs as every pulse flexed Bakugo's entirety, turning the snug-fitting tunnel of muscle around Kirishima's cock into a constricting channel of throttling ribbons, ripples, and hills that threatened to milk the other teenager clean dry, that or keep his dick inside the blonde forever.]
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Date: 2/8/22 03:14 (UTC)( He wasn't sure if his whispering was even helping at this point since their noises had started becoming half haphazardly louder by every minute that went by between them and the sweat damp sheets beneath( at school? remember?!). They'd caught onto a rhythm with the sounds, lewd noises, and faint whining sounds coming from the mattress, along with their bodies rocking against each other like their young lives depended on it. Call him eager, but that slow careful pace he set up for them was very quickly losing it's charm- being pushed aside for a much quicker, impatient stride that match the neediness of their voices, and quickened breathing.
He nodded feverishly as he'd ordered to move faster, panting out hot breaths along with solid grunts with each trust- it isn't until Bakugo arched up, grunting out tender moans that flooded his mind that Kirishima stopped focusing a little on the noises and more on the sight of Katsuki beneath him-- watching the way the other boy bounced in short jerked motions with every thrust Kirishima pumped into him, those broad pecs flat, but arched up in a way that let him admire how hot it looked when they jumped, how Bakugo exposed the his belly for him to view and still wet with the mess from their short humping session from before-- the way Bakugos throat craned upward, exposed and flushed. There was so much they had skipped, a long list of stuff Kirishima wanted to touch and taste-- those aroused buds on the blondes chest teased him for it. Maybe next time.
Doing everything at once was so fucking hard! ) shit- ( Cursing as he felt Bakugo tighten around him, just when he'd started to be able to slip in with velvety ease, Kirishima bowed his head a little-- hissing when Bakugo's fingers pawed at his back/shoulders/upper arms like an angry kitten. DAM-! Don't get hard, don't get hard don't get har--! His body confused, the small bits of skin that had tried to bristle up into the protective layer they usually did softening up almost immediately when he focued on it. That split-second took everything he had to relax, and it made his balls hurt! He could have come right there. But he didn't.) fuck- Bakugo-- mnn, mm you look so hot- so good.
( Focus, focus! Half lidded eyes watched the blonde push up in small movements, wrinckle sheets framing his paler perfect skin, glimmering with sweat from the unashamed fucking they were now doing-- with Bakugos legs up, spread in each side of his, Kirishima pumping down into him faster and faster with every 'fuck, yes' Katsuki groaned up to him like a pretty song meant just for him. His head was swimming- then he got permission, do it, fucking do it- oh what a turn on-- ) Katsuki, Katsuki- aahn... fuck, I love you, Katsuki-
( Maybe it was his fogged up mind that let it slip out, and maybe it was corny to say it to him during their first time having sex-- but he didn't care, saying that made it just ten-times hotter for Kirishima. And he loses it-) Fuck-! Nhg-- yes- ( The hand that was still grappling to hold up Bakugos ass flies up, palm firmly pressing into the spot next to Bakugos head to finally get relief and plant himself there-- leveraged and stable enough to put some more power into his hips. Both knees dug in the mattress as his bent over body fully boxes in the blonde boys, haunches on fire from squatting so low, hips pistoling into the Katsuki harder in something that no longer matched the conservative rhythm from before-- )
shit- shitshit, yea- Katsuki- Katsuki...youfeelso- nh-! ( Every sentens hitched in his throat as he watched Bakugo become undone- overstimulating the both of them to the point where Kirishimas hips were pistoling into the blonde, now chasing a particular high-- the sound of his sack slapping against Bakugos warm dewy cheeks-- it was upright porn if you asked him about it later on-- but he was blissfully slapping harder, curled over the other heros chest like if to never let him up off the messy bed they had made. He'd seen this position before too, in lewd videos where the two men mouthed at each others lips while doing it-- whispering dirty things between each other. He'd thought it romantic-- so he did the same.) you feel so..0 so good- nh!... ... so good, Katsuki- ( The words fell on deaf lips, because the second he spoke into them- he felt EVERYTHING tighten around him-- his half lid eyes watching as Bakugo became undone. Just for a second, he let the other boy be-- let him throat out the guttural sound--
shit-!) MNH--! ( It all happened so fast-- the way Katsukis body crushed around his dick, how he felt something sharp and hot shoot up between them with so much heat it stung the underside of his chin, chest and stomach-- how he had felt the urgent need to let go and come too, he was about to--but, call it pre-nut clarity but Bakugo is LOUD) s-shhitt- no-;; ( His somewhat leverage hand uncomfortable bent up to cup the blondes mouth, halfway, super shitty job at quieting him down-- FUCK what if he bites me? God he felt like an octopus, trying to do all of this. And he hadn't even come yet.)
shitshitshitshit- shit-!
( It was Bakugos cum on his chin wasn't it? That was hot-- as his palm slipped firm over Bakugos hot moaning mouth shut, Kirishimas face hovered there and watched him climax, taking it all in as he kept fucking him: watching Bakugos expressions, feeling the wet breath on the inside of his hand, how his insides felt around his own churning cock, warm and clutching at him as the blonde rode out his climax, the way Bakugos dick practically melted in his other hand which kept pumping, thumb and finger pinching at the base firmly with some sort of expertise, milking his half limp member until the last bit dribbled up and down Kirishimas knuckles. Bakugo coming around him was all he seemed to wait for-- not a breath more-- with his hallowing hips stuck in a hypnotic rocking that felt so irresponsibly crude, it had the edges of the small bed stuttering against drywall- harder, harder, faster. ) fuck-fuckfuck- ( Whispering to himself, to Bakugos hot ear beneath his lips, to the room-- eyebrows weakly pinching at the middle, and he chased that urgent sting from a moment ago, when he was too distracted smothering Bakugos imprudent cries, and easily fucked himself to a crawling finish-- it felt like his dick was melting inside of Katsuki. Ass clenched after a few sharp slippery thrusts, pumping every last bit of himself into Bakugos lovingly warm ass.
His jaw limping falling open as he arched into the boy under him, a spasm crawling up his burning thighs, to his ass and climbing up and out his chest with a low, throaty moan- so much for keeping quit.) uuuhnnnnn-....
( Numbness, his whole body felt like little stars were going off under his skin. Mindlessly floating, while his body was still moving, hips limply chasing the rush from a second ago, grinding his middle into Bakugos used rim that now felt different around him, fuller, wetter. He moved his hand off the blondes lips, replacing it with his own hot mouth in a blissfully lazy kiss- ravishingly allowing himself the embrace while still pumping into Bakugo: lazy and slow. No longer pulling his dick in and out, just sluggishly grinding his limp cock into the blondes full body-- he'd keep going until he was stopped really. He wanted to stay inside of him forever. ) mnn..
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Date: 2/8/22 23:38 (UTC)Somewhere in his lust-fogged mind Bakugo heard Kirishima's words, pumping his name through the air and that incriminating three-word revelation. It logs elsewhere, buried beneath sweltering curses and the heady sound of slapping balls against his ass and squelching plunges of his lover's mast driving in and out of his hole. Bedsheets hissing beneath his bouncing shoulders and the other hero's driving knees, each dripping noise spilling from Kirishima's mouth plunging into his own like saliva glazing on their lips. Maybe next time he'd wrap his legs around him and leave his arms free, maybe next time he'd have Eijiro on his back and pinned under him as he rode his unbreakable stallion through the mattress, maybe next time he'd have a brain in his head enough to think those thoughts and repeat those words. Cause all he's got now us a cacophony of "ah's", "uh's", "fuck's", and "eijiro's" oozing all over his chin.
Couldn't tell him "yes fuck harder!" as he raked his hand down his ribs. Missed out on "shit-shit! feels so good-" as he buried a hand in his friend's hair. Yelled in wordless bliss instead of panting "fucking hell-- thatsit-- right there!" all over Kirishima's mouth each time the other boy bottomed out inside him. Ranking up from experiments thrusts to bestial fucking that plowed him into the sheets as his friend mounted him like a feral beast in heat. Yeah, he'll be more than happy to later mock him about strangling Kirishima's words the second he tightened up and everything went from building to rushing-spilling-coming-tightening-pulsing-everywhere all over them. There's a hand slapping over his mouth, cuss words telling him no, refuses to do that and cries out deep into his lover's palms as he coats their chests and stomachs with heavy spurting pulses of his seed, hips cupped up in Kirishima's thighs as white spews between their heaving pectorals and spurts into the grooves of their abs. He'll be proud later of hitting the redhead's chin with that shot. Not so proud of losing the hand on his ass to slam over his mouth instead.
Should've chomped him... But he at least managed to crack open one eye, boiling with arousal and still wet with the sheer exhaustion of his climax overwhelming him. He wanted to see him, Kirishima lost in his own pleasure, the way his red brows furrowed down towards his bridge and the crimp of his mouth dragged up as his voice began to catch with each shortening breath. Closer to his own climax, every puff of moist air dampening his chin and lips as each thrust bounded his face in front of him. Each pinch and pull of his hand and fingers on his dick earned another buck, a spasm down his spine, arms alternating between clinging to the redhead's shoulders and laxing enough to give. Dick softening in those milking motions, wrangling out the last dregs of his emission even as Kirishima practically fucked the lingering oozes out with each pendulum rock of his hips. Hell if he cared if his bed was sending out incriminating Morse Code against the wall. We. Are. Fuck. Ing. Faster, harder, picking up speed as Bakugo's eyes widened. Shit-shit-shi- Eijiro wa-- He's gonna-!!
A second later, he got that other high when his lover heaved his hips forward and sheathed himself in to the base, balls shoved up against his ass so hard he could fucking feel them shifting and churning as they squeezed out Kirishima's hot juices. His arms went right back to strangling his boyfriend's shoulders, toes dragging up on hollowed ass cheek, a broken, ragged cry ripping out his throat as the other boy found his climax. With his fucking body, he came with his fucking body! Hot, fat, hard, slick suddenly turned into gushing lava slathering his insides and getting pounded further inside like mochi in the block. Eijiro was turning into liquid deep in him, swore he felt the two of them somehow intermixing, and he cling to him, feeling with his arms, chin, legs, foot, ass, hips, the sheer rippling contractions of his muscular body each time he jettisoned out another burst of himself.
That moan must've traveled up his entire fucking body to sound like that and Bakugo sank into the bed. As much as he could what with his hips still cradled in the crux of Kirishima's thighs and stomach, his own arms and legs trying their best to ensnared him forever like tentacles.] uuhn... [That short burst from his lips was his last deign to speak for a second, everything having been muffled by the other hero's sturdy palm. The rest of him was going numb and melting, seeping into the sheets (or that was something else doing that) as Kirishima continued to rut his softening dick into his hole, sack nuzzling at the curve of his cheeks with each roll of his hips. Felt different inside him too... shrinking, sliding, but this time, Katsuki made sure to forcefully lock his legs around Eijiro's hips and thighs, refusing to let him pull out of him, or even have the fucking notion to. Wants him to stay right where he fucking is. Just in time to have his lips freed from their palm prison--]
The fu--mph!? [Gets shut up immediately as lips found his own and he sank into the kiss, forgetting the irritation amid the lazy pleasure of that connection. Fine, ravish him. He's good with that. So long as Eijiro stays with him, slowly rocking his hips as Bakugo begins to pull with his legs in time, keeping the rhythm they're lazily creating in the flood of afterglow. No attempt to stop him at all. Grind into him until they go again or sleep. Fucking horny hot handsome bastard.]
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Date: 2/10/22 22:50 (UTC)He didn't move for a bit after, mentally focused on molding Katsukis tired, warm tongue with his own-- kissing Katsuki was the best. And he loved how hungry Bakugo let him be while they stay like that, grossly connected through their middles while his melting dick gently pushed into his boyfriends mess of a body, but it was no longer pushing much- or making Bakugo bounce like before. It was slow, and mostly lethargic pushing that wasn't going anywhere. Just knowing he was still inside of Katsuki was enough to keep him going like that one pink bunny on battery commercials-- that tight ring having adjusted enough around his softened shaft to let it keep muddling Bakugos fullness around-- but he could feel it, how full it was, gently start to try and squeeze him out-- it was sick to think they could stay like this forever, but his brain was a pile of potatoes. So it dumbly told him it was totally possible-) Katsu..ki...mnh- ( He shifts, allowing his abdomen to crunch generously forward, pushing his soft head into Bakugo, feeling the firm encouragement of the other boys hooked thighs around him like a satisfied octopus greedily latching onto more-- he wanted to make sure he didn't slip out as he moved both arms to plank them on each side of ash-blonde locks, getting more leverage on the whiny mattress now. Licking his own lips, finally opening his eyes again to drunkaly watch the other boy-)
you're so..full-; should I.. ( Leaning so their foreheads pressed together, nuzzling into him with a softeness that matched the dewy shimmer of their skin- his back on the other hand was starting to bristle, flushed pink with long, thin red lines starting to blossom all across from it from the intensive pawing Bakugo had done- he'd give himself props for now hardening with all that scratching.)
does it... hurt, mnmm? ( It was starting to come back- his brain. Even as his critical thinking skills started to pop back in- he lingered there, hovering over Katsukis sprawled out body, watching how his paler chest raised and dropped below, unable to keep himself from peering between them at how his softened member still nudged itself in there-- god he was getting turned on again.
But he couldn't focus a lot there, he moved before asking 'want me to do anything?" Tell him to do what he needed to do because he had no idea. His only idea was to kiss down Bakugos jawline, down the strained neck, curve himself to kiss just over Katsukis firm nipple, he couldn't reach it without moving further south-- without pulling out. But he kissed there, open mouthed like he hadn't been able to before, gently dragging his careful teeth over the awaiting pectoral skin, sucking on it from time to time. Humming-) hmm, did you like it? ( He stops harassing the nipple he couldn't reach with his mouth, instead pushing his nose into the plump pec to nuzzle it there, humming happily into the skin, like if they were boobs-- the disheveled beast from before melting back into Kirishima.
Bashfully peeking up at the blondes tired, over worked face- shutting his eyes as he presses his face between those toned, mounds that were usually hidden away by thick black double-knit uniform Katsuki wore out on the field- kissing the skin there, over and over. Coincidently, every hot peck he peppered on Bakugos chests mirroring the slow pace his hips were pumping, still rolling, feeling the wetness seep past under his limpness and out of Bakugo every time he pulled out even an inch...)
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Date: 2/11/22 04:02 (UTC)That seemed to be the final one, however, because everything else goes still after. Eijiro's hips no longer grinding into his ass, Katsuki's strong legs ceasing their embracing pull. Lost in the sloppy, tired makeout that's nuzzling his mouth with his lover's, tongues twining between their teeth like that's the only muscle in their body they came move. Head tilting to the side just enough to deepen the kiss, not minding the saliva oozing out the corner of his lips or the wet breaths traded between them before another kiss shut them up. Semen squishing out between their chests and abs as they settled atop each other, leaking out another place as well as Kirishima softens. Or melts. Either one's fine. So long as he stays inside him until Bakugo's good and ready for him to pull out. The thrust-less grinds keep mushing his hips against his ass, moving his dick around inside the copious melange of his climax filling him up. Kirishima's soft by now, but still thick enough to keep him spread open and gripping tightly around him. Every now and then, another reaction ripples down his spine, the blonde's abs harden up, and his ass clenches in a flutter of hilly contractions squeezing at his friend's dick. Bakugo's not doing it on purpose, but it's probably some blissful torture on the redhead's end.]
huh...? [Saying his name, not adding shit behind it, he doesn't read minds, idiot. While his shorts out for a second when Kirishima shifts and that seems to break some of the haze seeping all over them. Abs harden, wetness dribbles down their sides, another lazy grind pushes his tip further inside him as more of his displaced load wells up over the blonde's stretched ring and leaks towards his tailbone. Like instinct, driving hips kick his thighs and calves into motion, seizing up around Kirishima's hips and the backs of his thighs to pull him in again. A good distraction as Bakugo finally opens both eyes and looks up at his friend while two strong arms flank either side of his head.]
Hell no. [Read that question easily enough.] Fucking filled me up, bastard... Feels good. [In case there's any doubts about that. The blonde tilts his head as a sweaty brow clunks onto his own, not minding the sweat dripping down his face with those tender nuzzles. No apologizes for the scratches all over Kirishima's back. Had to give him something to take "home" while Bakugo deals with some fucked up hips and ass. Later. He'll deal with that later. Probably in the morning. When he sits up. And probably blows up something from the shock. Something for Eijiro to look forward to.]
Uh-uh. [Not yet being the unknown operative phrase. His own mind's coming back online, circuits recovering from blowing. Starting to feel things more uniquely now, like the sweat bead plopping off his friend's side and onto his own to continue down to absorb in the sheets. Which are fucking soaked all under his back and hips. Probably under Kirishima's knees and lower legs too from all that bracing and rocking he'd been doing. Crimson eyes take a wander down, tracing over his lover's flushed face, parted lips glistening with kiss-spread saliva, the stead rise and fall of Eijiro's sculpted pectorals, the utter debauched spew of cum all over his crunching abs. How dare this bastard look so god damn good in the afterglow.
So good he almost protested, a cut off "wha-?" when Eijiro suddenly ducked his head and affixed his lips to his neck. That sends off a flare of sensation inside and his head drives back against the pillow, a heady "Ngh!" punching from his lips as that damn mouth sears a path across his throat after leaving his jaw a burning smear. All the way to his chest, pectorals hardening instinctively under Kirishima's mouth. Stopping just shy of his nipple, the traitorous nub going pebble hard. Apparently it's had enough afterglow and his skin prickles with a sexual flush all over again. This jerk better not break his fucking neck trying to reach lower... Instead Eijiro starts making out with his chest muscle and Bakugo's breath rushes out in a heavy pant. No attempts to stop him, though he does bury both hangs into his lover's hair. Another kiss, one hand rakes upward along the side of his head. Teeth scrape on his chest and his other one carves up and around the back of his skull, fisting in the red spikes. Don't... don't ask him questions when you're stealing his god damn air by sucking hickeys on his chest!]
Guh... ah... course i... shit--fuckingdid- [Thanks for the pec nuzzle, you shit. (Treat his pecs like tits and he's gonna axe drop his heel right on your god damn tailbone. But embarrassing as it is to see him trying to motorboat his pectorals, the returning image of his friend replacing the almost feral sexual beast from before is an interesting change. Bakugo meets his eyes, a worn smirk tugging the corner of his mouth before he lazily flicks him off in the towers of his hair. Makes sure he knows that's his middle finger rubbing at his scalp. Even moreso cause Kirishima just shut his eyes. Bakugo's own fall shut as lips find the sensitive skin running up his sternum, breastbone normally hidden beneath his clothes and sandwiched between his pecs. Earning another groan of curse with each kiss as he works his mouth between his chest muscles. Well, that or the way the redhead's started to roll his hips again, pumping slowly at his ass again and again. Legs pulling him once more, like damn rails on steam engine wheels, encouraging the rhythmic roll over and over. An inch or so out before back in-- that's all Katsuki was allowing right now.] Not fair... you feel this good... even after all that.
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Date: 2/11/22 06:05 (UTC)yeah...? you sure...? mm, Katsuki. ( Mouthing the words slowly, half his face rubbed up into Katsukis plump right pec, nuzzling there- oh if he could only get lower- but he settled with biting gently on that mound there. Barely grazing those dangerously pearly whites over the softly peach-fuzz covered chest before letting his lips take over to firmly suck, leaving pale rings behind that soon after blossomed into a subtle, dark red circle-- if Bakugo was going to assult his back, he'd be happy to brand those breasts of his. His voice didn't even sound like he was paying attention- because his brain was starting to realize how hot Bakugos chest was. He wasn't going to treat them like tits! Maybe a little. But not now-- at least, he was just trying an attempt at aftercare, it kinda of felt like it was working?
Was it suppose to turn him on?? And make Katsuki wriggle under him like that? This just felt like foreplay again. He paused his blind mouthing, he'd bent enough to suck at the edge of Bakugos nipple-- but finally stopped contorting himself to look up, swallowing once as he got a grip of himself- licking his lips wet again. ) mmn... you wanna stop? ( Hips had stopped that relentless grounding motion into Bakugos dripping rim-- it felt so full, and hot it was starting to burn at his raw tip.
Kirishima slowly moved up again, trailing those hungry lips up the way they came, right up Bakugos throat, kissing the bulge of his adam's apple there-- then up the jaw, mumbling-) we can stop Katsuki. mnh? ( The way the haughty blonde huffed, prying his thighs tightly around him was impressive, 'after all that' he says, but keeps clinging to him like they hadn't just spent the last hour fucking like horned-out virgins-- oh, he took Bakugos virginity? Oh, man- his dick twitched- fogging up his little peanut brain as he freckled Bakugos lips with soft kisses- ) Katsuki-;; ( Groaning quietly, it burned inside of him, but he could feel himself stiffen up half-way again, brows knitting- holy shit he's a pervert. Thinking about how good they've made each other feel, how this had been Katsukis first time and how he'd given himself up like that to him- sickeningly good. All because of some silly spicy word, and Kirishima still didn't know what it meant. ) d-dude... nmm- m-maybe we should, uh... nap? or- uhm...maybe-
( Nope. Nope, his dick was getting hard.) fuck-;; ( Bakugos first. Just for him, thinking about it while he was still prying the blondes body open for himself, leaking out what was his, and the way Bakugo let him- how he left him pump him full like that-- he was reliving it all in his mind, and it was putting him back there-- and it had Kirishima panting by Katsukis ear again, a soft whine of desperation leaving him when those paws gripped at his red hair- pulling gently, then hard, then firm- the tugging somewhat pulling his mind out of hte gutter ( good!) getting a soft 'ngh-' out of him, feeling Katsuki flip him off indirectly against his scalp made Eijirou moan a whine at his boyfriends neck- whispering a small whine-) can we...mn- roll over? My knees-;
( Unlike his quirk, the gel in his hair had given out half an hour ago- sweat, heat, and now all the stroking and attention it was getting from Bakugo made the red flakes stick to his cheeks a little as he slowly tried to roll them over-- he had to pull out, right? Red eyes wearily peeking between them, at the hot mess they had made, if he pulled out wasn't it going to-- ) ... ... uh-;
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Date: 2/11/22 19:37 (UTC)why the... guh, Eijiro... fuck would I... not be? [Each word glazes all over his chest, soaking into the sinew of his muscles and bone as Eirjo nuzzles into the round of his sculpture. Fucker's gonna give him a complex like this. Soft cheek scuffing along his skin, that sweltering breath puffing just shy of his sensitive nipple, and teeth--] Ah-! [Bakugo tosses his head to the side, teeth gritting as the other boy's white graze over the mound. Gentle, but still such a fucking change of texture. Playing with danger like that's amazing and his nerves light up as each pointed tooth drags across his skin, only to flare up when Kirishima clamps down again and starts sucking another fucking mark. Guess it's paybacks for scratching up his back. Can't complain since at least he'll be wearing a shirt, but still... you trying to eat him, you fucking steak-loving shark? Can't be fucked to think either, not with all the places Eijiro's still touching him.
Supposed to turn him on? No? Does it turn him on? Hell yes! Idiot! They just finished one round, first time too, and now he's biting, kissing, sucking, nuzzling, every-fucking-thing else to his body and it's taking Bakugo's refractory period from "recovery" to "DONE" super fast. Kirishima's up there grinding at him and nipping him, unaware of just how damn sexual his own body's flexing and rocking making him. Damn right it's gone from afterglow care to foreplay. Bakugo grunted in annoyance when Kirishima stopped teething below his collarbone and instead craned his neck enough to finally get to his areola. That gets another gasp and his nipple perks up all over again. It ceases and he drops his back to the bed again, still clinging to his lover with his arms and legs. Red eyes glare down at that explosion of wild red hair and the innocently-heated face staring up at him from beneath it.] When the fuck did I say that?
[Totally the opposite of what he meant. Emphasized more with the irritated noise he drags out of his throat when Eijiro's delicious hip movements stop the previously-ceaseless grinding. Shit shit shit, he's getting the wrong idea, going the wrong direction! Even if it does tilt his head back on the pillow, throat dipping under his mouth working along his voicebox.] No- fuck-- no, don't fucking stop, Eijir-- haa-ah- [He's already gotten him this far back up the horny path! Look, he's not the only one impressive here; the redhead's been pistoning his hips like an eternal steam engine even after coming as hard as he had. Bakugo can't help but cling to him. It's because the last fucking hour of horned-out activities kicked out the virgin and ignited... uh... this. Ngah- His dick twitches again and the blonde's fingers fist in his hair to alleviate the sensations. Yeah, he just took his virginity. Technically Katsuki just took Kirishima's as well. Top or bottom, it was their first time. Which was no small amount of fuel thrown in their crescendoing fires.]
Holyshit-!! [That breathless cuss came from the sudden realization Eijiro was hardening inside him. Used to the soft thickness mushing around against his rim and oozing tunnel, now he's feeling his mushroomed head pushing further inside, squishy shaft starting to spread his puckered rim once again. Hell if that doesn't get the blonde starting to stiffen up between his thighs.] Asshole-- guh... you're--ngh-ha-a... getting bigger- I can... fucking feel it. [Doesn't sound at all like he's complaining. It's almost unreal. Sickeningly good is a nice way to put it. (Don't bring up the fucking word! He's gonna have some real horrible Pavlovian responses to that thing now.) The idea of "napping" earns a half-gasping brutish snicker from the blonde.] What.. can't go... nmn... another round?
[And deliberately tightens his legs octopusing around his hips and thighs, physically telling his boyfriend he's not going anywhere now. Wants to feel him get as hard as he was before, feel himself spread open and stretched on his dick, the very one he made so. It was Kirishima's first time too and he doesn't want to stop. Memories of the look on his face, unabashed in how turned on he was, eyes lidded and face flushed, mouth open and his teeth gleaming as he panted for air, fucking gorgeous as he strained to keep himself upright on top of him. Eijiro's firs time and he was going to take it for all he could. If he wants to dump another round or so inside, Bakugo's not complaining of that either. Not just that he let his friend pour himself into him, but that Eijiro wanted to. This attraction goes both ways. Which he can definitely hear in his ear again, each time the redhead's breath glazed his skin with vapor.
My knees he says and that whining voice is fucking
adorableevil. Hands buried in those flaking, wilting spikes of beryl, Bakugo nods before finally dropping his legs from Kirishima's hips. Sweaty skin peels off in incriminating sounds, unsticking and leaving droplets of sweat wandering down the the redhead's pelvic curves, licking across the round of his ass cheeks, and dripping down the back of his thighs. Feeling him trying to roll them, Bakugo swallowed hard, breathing troubled as he's caught between the want to move and the want to not lose what's now hard and buried inside him again.]Fuck-- fuck wait. [He tightens his hand in Kirishima's hair again, almost like pulling on the reigns of his stallion. Which the other boy likened himself to before, right? Kinda hot now...] What-- haa--- what position? [Clarify this for him first.] Am I... fucking riding you or... side by side? [One hand slides down to grasp onto the back of his friend's neck, holding him close so he can press their foreheads together, eyes lidding and brows furrowing as he tunnels into Kirishima's eyes.] I don't... I don't fucking want you to pull out. [Doesn't want to lose that connection for a fucking second. If they can wrangle themselves into a new position while rolling over, and probably take it slow, they can manage it? Of course, this does linger on them not losing their patience and going FUCK IT before just moving.]
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Date: 2/14/22 00:45 (UTC)This was awaking something very weird inside of him: just knowing Bakugo Katsuki was getting aroused all over again, crudely from the fact his softened dick was regrowing inside him- stretching Katsuki up once again to that perfect fit, just for him. ) Katsuki... ( Softly scowling at the mild taunt being hushed up at him-- Of course he could go again! But he struggled against the now waking part of his brain trying to be logical: you guys are making a mess! You're being irresponsible! What about school on monday? You came inside of him- that's bad for his stomach! You-) yeah- I wanna...
( Crumbling to pieces as he feels those strong legs tighten around his ass again, earning the blonde a gentle thrust-- he's having to pivot his aim a little so the soft tip of his pushes in, and slowly the thicker shaft nuzzles into the mushy opening just right.) I wanna do it again, Katsuki-- mn, please, nh-;
( Mumbling the soft, needy plea sheepishly into Bakugos lips, with their foreheads nudged together he had front row access to those pale/rosy lips, mumbling the words into them, and gently sucking at that jutting lower lip, pink tongue peeking to gently deepen the kiss-- Bakugo wanting to keep having sex just riles him in further, romanticizing the idea of them going all night, even if it was their first time, like a pair of depraved rabbits, discovering who knows what about each other and how they're built, but doing it together nice and messy, it does things to Kirishima he'd never felt before-- so he keeps their mouths together, the kiss turning hungry, a little possessive in nature, determined to find that soft tongue Bakugo loves to curse with to suckle at it until they've both gotten enough kisses to make up for any lost time--
Until that iron firm grip is pulling back at his hair, making him gasp softly with a 'uuhn' while his head cranes back with the pull, licking the soft string of saliva stretched between their lips- he blinks once, fazed-) h-huh? ; ( He's told to wait, so he freezes- chin lifted up high as he allowed Bakugo to take control by hair pulling-- it wasn't so bad, his hair was long so it voided any actually rough tugging-- he didn't mind either way. Panting steady breaths, broad chest lifting and falling as he waited-- taking the short moment to swallow, crimson eyes peeking down, awkwardly to watch Bakugo try to come up with their move-- and the moment that comes out of Katsukis mouth he knows it's what he wants, he wants his boyfriend on top of him-) ride me.
( That- came out too fast. He swallowed, suddenly his brain was working over-time to figure this out; then, slowly tilting his head back to actually face Katsukis gaze, that heavy hand cupping the small of his neck was enough to guide him back down, to return the intense, lush stare that was secretly making him want to start rocking into Bakugo again just by the look of those strong beautiful eyes-) okay... ( Pressing their foreheads closer, noses bumping, nodding slowly at the request of staying inside of him until they were done moving-- it'd be difficult but he knew they could do it-) we can do, and you can be on top, ok? you'll be on top this time, Katsuki- mm... ( He was falling in love with how Katsuki talked to him like this, unable to pry their mouths apart as he started kissing him again, speaking between their mouths like if they weren't already worked-up enough-
then he stopped, brows knitting softly to a determined look, staring into Katsuki with an assured smile, as he flexed his lower body, firmly rolling those hips into the blonde until he was plushily plugging him, the soft wet sounds they let out were down-right inappropriate but he couldn't focus too much on them as he flexed his thighs- pushing off his haunches to get a good position-- this was going to be easy, all he had to do was...
He leaned to the left, mindfully pulling his right arm down to once again slide it over the curve of Katsukis rump, cupping his cheek there for extra support- pulling him up by there, while the tips of his fingers slipped in between those spread cheeks, adding some pressure to the underside of his shaft to keep his dick from slipping out-- his determined brows quivered, it felt sooo good- ) jeez- youfeelsogood,Katsuki-- h-haa... okay, nmh- I got you, I got you-- just hold on- hold on to me.
( The second those strong paler arms, thighs, and legs wrapped around him with enough coil, he turned them around-- rolling onto his left arm, then his shoulder, slooowly while his right kept a firm, solid hook around his boyfriends middle, and pulling his left knee from under them to complete the clumsy roll-- the action was ...)
shiiit, I'm gonna come-;;;
( Straining every toned muscle in his body to keep control of the slow movement-- pulling their curled bodies like this was making his dick lean, press, and poke into soft velvety things-- he could make it, he could make it!- their bodies coming to a very controlled roll as Kirishima's scratched-up back muscles met with cool sheets(the damp/wet ones being left beside them) and he exhaled long and shaky when they came to a clumsy stop. Red head now almost on his back with the blonde, somewhat on top of him- Bakugo would have to straighten up, and uncurl a bit-)
you gotta- nm... unhook your leg, Katsuki.;
( Hushing into the cheek now hovering over his lips, giving that soft rump of Bakugos cheeks a gentle squeeze as to stir him on in the right direction- and with his now free hand, he held onto those straight but toned hips, feeling the very real weight of the other boy on top of him now-- Bakugo wasnt light at all, but it felt like a good amount of pressure coming down on his dick now, somehow it felt as if he was being swallowed up even more. Carefully taking the short moment for Katsuki to adjust himself to peer between them again, angling his hips which where now hidden under Katsuki, watching as some of his previous wetness now trickled down onto his own navel-- he whispered, amazed-) your ass...feels so soft- whaao- ;;
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Date: 2/15/22 16:13 (UTC)No one told him he'd be lying here in his bed with Kirishima buried inside him tonight. He had no clue he'd be feeling himself thickening and hardening all because Eijiro's dick was swelling and lengthening in his ass, stretching him open again and pushing deeper with each second. And yet each tug of his thighs encouraged the red-haired boy to keep moving, not to stop any of this, because he felt perfect, like a key plugging into a lock.] Eijiro... [A scowl's a good look for Kirishima, even if he rarely gets them. Made him want to lean up and kiss him again, but it was more satisfying to lie here and grin up at him like a shithead. If logic was trying to talk to his brain, it was getting drown out by his now-very-much awakened dick. And Kirishima's response.] Good.
[Because he wasn't getting out of here with just one round now. Bakugo dropped his head to the pillow again, eyes widening and mouth opening in a barely-audible gasp thanks to that leisurely thrust he himself encouraged. Narrow hips brushed at his thighs as Kirishima angled himself, changing the next thrust as the mushroomed tip pushes in once more, denting his rim before slurping through with a wet 'plop' to guide his slathered shaft in afterwards. Fuck, he's thick-] Ngh-- fine. Shut up a... guh... do it. [Don't tell you want to do it when your dick's already in his ass! Do it! Not that he's able to say too much with Kirishima's lips against his own and his mouth nuzzling into the other boy's for weak, wet kisses around their words. A flicker of wet muscle, a tongue flicking over his lips, and his own reached out to bat at his lover's. Tasting his saliva and gliding around the meandering flesh.
Going all night didn't sound like a bad idea anymore... Devolving the soft, chaste kisses into something hotter as he looped his arm around Kirishima's sweat-glazed shoulders and swiftly pulled him in for a hungrier kiss. No hesitation this time to plunge his tongue into his mouth, sweeping it over his sharp teeth and curling the muscle along the roof of his maw. Until Eijiro's good and ready to suck at it and drag it around in his mouth. Until Katsuki's good and ready to drag his head back and pull his tongue back in with a sharkish grin. That was a good noise. Might have to pull his hair again another time. Keep it rare so the surprise factor nets him this lip-glazed, slow-blinking, hot-breathed expression. Have to do a bit of talking before they can move on. Kirishima's knees will thank him later.
Ride me.
Fuck. Bakugo's face flushes dark red at the decision/command/suggestion. Fuck, that's hot. To go from getting railed into the bed to being the one on top this time? Yeah, there was no argument. As Kirishima lowered his head to look at him again, the blonde tugged with his hand, pulling him back down to reclaim his lips once more in a heated, sticky kiss. Breaking it just enough for a breath without losing contact before shoving into it again. Staring into his eyes as he made out with him, saying things silently he wasn't voicing aloud. Didn't want to loose the contact, but rolling over and managing it without Kirishima slipping out of him? At least the guy was rock hard again, so that'd made it easier. Somewhat.] Yeah... I got it. I'm... ha-aa- gonna ride you... mhn, Enjiro... till you're fucking drained. [It felt too good to talk with their lips separated, wanting to feel his words as much as hear them, kissing him in the middle of their talk, tilting his head and shoving his tongue, not caring how long it took their thoughts to convey in the meantime. Nothing wrong with getting worked up.
What... was that look for? Bakugo paused with him, one brow arching as Kirishima's furrowed despite that reassuring smile. Was h--] Hngh!! [Katsuki slammed his head back against the pillow, teeth gritting and both knees drawing up to his lover's ribs as the other boy gave his hips a good, hard roll, shoving in to the base and plugging him up as his heavy balls settled against the curve of his ass. White spurted out from the blonde's rim, splattering on the redhead's thighs. Fucking asshole! Shoving that big thing in like that. Lewd sounds... But his arm tightened hard around his lover's shoulder again when he felt him rock on his legs once more, knowing they were going to move. Hiking up on his knees, thighs and calves peeling off each other as Bakugo clung to Kirishima's strong body to keep him sheathed.
He tilted with him, using his right leg to pull his leaning body to the left. With that strong hand cupping his ass to keep him in place, Katsuki reached with his own to grab the bedsheets and pull, elbow digging into the mattress to help tug their conjoined bodies to the side. Felt Kirishima's fingers slide between his cheeks, tips brushing at his stretched rim and the underside of his shaft. His own hand tightened on the boy's shoulder, anchoring himself there as a foot hooked against the round of Ejiro's ass to keep him pulled towards him.] Fucking hell, Eijiro... No, I got-- mng, you. Hold on-- the fuck do you-- shit shit, guh... think I'm doing? I am holding on.
[With practically every part of his body. Kirishima rolled, Bakugo clung to him and pulled with his free arm, using his legs to anchor himself and his boyfriend together. The bedsheets hissed against his shoulder, the world seemed to spin around him, ending up on his side with his lover locked to him and tangled up in his limbs--]
Already?! [He just got hard again!! Prefaced by a spurt of precum lancing all over Kirishima's stomach as Bakugo tightened up everything he could, abs and back and thighs and ass hardening to try and stave off a sudden surge of pleasure.] Come and-- ngh!fuck--! illkillyou- [Not ready to climax again, not from a simple roll. But god damn the way Kirishima's muscles rippled and flexed all over his body, he couldn't get enough of touching him, arm and legs sliding and grinding along the cables and definitions hardening beneath his skin. Felt like his cock was a god damn joystick in his ass and he suddenly wasn't sure whether Kirishima was leaning or his dick was directing the roll. Before finally the sheets left his side and Bakugo immediately traded arms, flinging the clinging one out to the side to fist the bedsheets and pull to right himself, shoving the previously-free one down onto his boyfriend's shoulder to pin him to the bed. Enough to wind up sitting atop his hips, kneeling on the bed astride his lover's sculpted hips and that solid rod rammed up into him all the way. Took him a few seconds to finally think about actually uncurling from his cradled huddle atop him.]
Fucking unhook it when I can move, Shitty Hair. [Growling into his neck as he massaged one muscular shoulder like a stress ball. Strange that Kirishima could fuck him so hard on his back, and yet now that he's straddling his lover beneath him, it's like the other boy's stabbing even deeper inside him than before. Hands grope at his ass cheeks and slowly the blonde begins to unlock, legs sliding away from their harness around the redhead's ribs, fingers easing their grip on his shoulder and the sheets, until he can finally push with his arms and slowly work on sitting up. Has to peel his utter mess of a chest off his lovers, sweat and cum smeared all over his heaving abs and pectorals as Katsuki panted for air. Gravity on his side now meant that more of that soaking load from before began oozing out of him and dripping down Kirishima's balls, leaking onto the unbreakable hero's perineum. Sitting back on his cock with an audible squelch and tilting his head to the side as he gazed down at his sprawled out lover below him. Chiseled perfection, that's what he was.] Want me to talk about how your fucking dick feels?
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Date: 2/16/22 03:02 (UTC)( Straggling out grunts of nonsense as he tries to ease them over as smoothly as humanly possible for someone doing it for the first time- this was super hard. In more ways than one! Literally tipping them both into a brand new, but not unfamiliar scene and it took every muscle in his body not to stop, and go back to their little mushy, open missionary position and smother Bakugo with his lips and fuck him into the bed all over again. Because that's all he could think about, and he was ready to pop with all this moving around--
But Katsuki was determined, so he was too. Even if the things the explosive blonde was groaning out at him, crooning dirty things into their mouths as Kirishima tried to focus! He pinched his eyes shut-- focus! focus! focus!-- half way into their roll over mission- his desperate hips giving a shaken thrust that went nowhere since he was bottled-in so deep that his groin nuzzled plush into Katsukis plump ass, panting harder than before, rushing out a whiney, painful whisper- ) dude,i'mgonnacomeifyoukeeptalkinglikethat-;;;
i'mtryingnotto-!
( Grunting out, bowing his head into Katsukis shoulder desperatly, pressing his own cheek into the bright red one that met his there-- Bakugos growling about 'killing him if he came' prematurely somewhat helped him to bounce back and focus, it also helped Kirishima squeezed his own ass to hold anything in-) shit, okay- sorry. I'm okay- ... uhn, almost-
( Then he was on his back, finally-- scratched up, hot skin soothed by the clean, cold patch of sheets under him that warmed up pretty soon after just from meeting his sweaty back. Still, it felt nice- and he exhaled, long and low. Wet, sweat, and cum glossy on his dipped stomach as he tried to breath in cool air while the boy ontop of him tried to work out his end of the rotation- something about not being able to move. ) you...okay? ( Face meeting with ash blonde hair poking at him, opening his pinched eyes when he felt the kneading of his shoulder, being used like a tension ball for Bakugo to abuse all he wanted, that felt great too...
Taking their time was fine with him, he was doing it too: curling his toes that no longer left numb( they even cracked a little), his thighs were burning like he'd been squatting for hours without rest, he felt how his hands had somehow found their way to the sweet, firm mounds of Katsukis ass, pawing at them in a gentle massaging motion like a cat making biscuits, how his fingertips could feel the wetness seeping out of his boyfriend now that he was on top-- Bakugos butt must really be burning. Frowning a little, slowly Kirishima peeked over to watch the blonde take inventory of his limbs before starting to push himself up, and he followed the other hero's movements- Bakugo had always been an overachiever at, literally, everything. This was no different- but Kirishima also knew the blonde got passionate and tended to go overboard sometimes, and he didn't want this to be one of those times either.
He hummed, craning his neck to peek up at the other as he started to slowly rise up, and off their chest to chest embrace-) do you wanna maybe- t..ake a bre-
( Bakugo is fully now kneeling over him, tall with that plump bum settled comfortably over his lap, with Kirishimas cock strained with want inside him. Bakugos elongated torso now stretched up for him to see looked right out of a magazine-- no longer curled, pressed or overshadowed by his own-- pecs, biceps and collarbone on full display for him to wonder up at- oh, yeah, he looked like some sun-god bare chested like that. Abdomen toned with the lovely glimmer of the mess they made earlier still decorating his stomach. He still had all of his own, and Kirishimas mess on his chest, which left the red-heads mouth partly open- ) uh- ....
( Maybe we should take a water break, Bakugo- or maybe a nap, or-- IS what he wanted to say but all he could do is stare up at his boyfriends firm and glazed pecs, then Katsukis face slanted juust a tad to the side, in a lazy but adorable-- and attractive-- way that made Kirishima squeeze the handfuls of skin he was unconsciously groping, and slowly he starts leaning up as if he couldn't help but gravitate towards Katsuki's lovely lips that were offering him some debauched praise- the only think keeping him from sitting up to attack Bakugo's mouth was the firm hand on his shoulder keeping him still.)
yeah...~ ( Bakugo is offering an amazing chance at some kinky talk, while he sits on his hardened dick, with his full chest on display like this for him and all Eijirou can come up with is 'yeah'? It was probably because his brain was starting to focus on other things-- like the way those warm insides were plushly squeezing around his hardened cock again- but now they felt different, heavier, tighter-
Its an oven bell that goes off in his brain- ding!
Giving the other boys rump a needy squeeze, coaxing Bakugo to keep going and indulge him with his dirty words while Kirishima swallowed, and very slowly shifted his legs-- he was suddenly very aware of everything leaving Katsukis pinched ring, it was leaking, very slowly but surely onto his inner thighs, and he peeked down between them to see if it was as messy as it felt-- only to meet with Bakugos own erection, proud and burning darker, leaning back against the blondes milky navel-- the idea of Katsuki getting hard for him while he sat on his dick tilted that "turned on" gauge for him all the way-
Red eyes shooting up to look at his boyfriends glazed over look with his own wanting expression, lips burning for a kiss--) does it feel good, Katsuki? ...mmn? like this?
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Date: 2/17/22 04:05 (UTC)Ends up going for it and finally wrenching himself up on top of the other boy, pinning his lover down between him and the mattress and clasping him between his knees and thighs. Remembering all too soon there was a fucking hard-on shoved up his ass and he basically just sat on it. Hard. Still leaving him panting and breathless from not only the barrel roll, but that god damn desperate thrust in the middle of it mashing Eijiro's hips into his cheeks and shoving the non-existent extra inch of dick inside him. Nerves flared up, eagerly grabbing at the sensation of his boyfriend's smooth sac spreading against his ass, heavy balls rolling at his cleft, as if ti prove there was nothing else left to cram in there. Bastard...]
Yeah well you're not gonna come now, huh. [Bakugo lifted his shoulder and rubbed it against the corner of his mouth, never once unlocking his crimson eyes with Kirishima's scarlet. Tempted to roll them again, just to hear the other boy's breathless curses and frantic apologies as he tried not to explode. But nah, this was more fun, even as he gave them some time to rest. Felt like if he bothered to raise and lower himself even an inch, he'd probably do his own exploding. And the view from up here... Fuck, the view. Sweat clinging to Kirishima's skin, wandering down his temple, a droplet or two licking over the curve of his sculpted pectoral, a small pool of sweat and semen resting in the start of his spread out abdominals.. Bakugo wanted to run his tongue along Kirishima's ribs to collect some of the briney beads there, but he'll have to save it for later. The question earned a cocky snort and the blonde reached behind him with a smug expression trying to fight off the hazy flush of arousal under his skin.] Fucking fine.
[Couldn't move too much, but enough to stretch his arm and drop his hand behind the curve of his ass, middle finger finding the underside of Kirishima's dick, what tiny sliver of it remained outside of him. Katsuki's eyes lidded as he stroked the area, rubbing his silken sac and playing with hi friend's balls while tracing the straining grip of his rim, stretched all around the other hero.] God, you're that fucking deep in me... [Bakugo's voice came out a thick, husky purr as he fondled Eijiro's root and balls, teasing him and enjoying the sensation.] Can't even thrust like this. [If his butt was burning, the blonde's not making any indication of it. (Definitely was, but he's gritting through it.) Finding the red-haired boy's fingers of one hand kneading his cheeks, Katsuki abandoned Eijiro's dick and instead messed with his hand a few times. Plucking at his fingers or tapping his knuckles, Dicking around with him as he gave himself some time to adjust to the position and feeling. If he went overboard, that was on him.]
I'll move when I'm fucking ready. [Yeah, taking a break but not admitting he was taking a break. Pressing down with his hips to grind himself into his boyfriend's lap. Felt him move inside him just a little, giving him the lewd image of being in control of a joystick compared to taking a fucking piston slamming into his ass. Bakugou's mouth quirked up again in a smirk.] Felt that. Your heartbeat. [Pulsing in his shaft. His eyes wandered all over again, noticing his ow hand print fading on Kirishima's defined shoulder as the sweat wiped away the previous grip's smear. Cables in his neck flexing to drag down a swallow of spit via that supple throat dipping downward. Kirishima looked like a fucking model despite being flat on his back beneath him, hair thrown back above his forehead and fanning out a little around the back of hi neck... and for whatever reason, those ogling eyes and partly-open mouth only made the sight more erotic.]
Dammit, Eijiro, I could get off just looking at you. Wanna take a picture... [But why bother when he's one door over? Probably should get some water before they both end up dehydrated from sweating so much (and other emissions), but that kind of thinking requires a working brain. Or at least one that isn't running full tilt on "god he's hot" and "he feels so damn good" and other lizard-minded thoughts swarming him. Everything shattered back to reality when those hands squeezed his cheeks and Katsuki's breath rushed out in a hard "haa-!" of pleasure and surprise, the muscular, wet walls of his ass constricting around Kirishima's cock in a ripple of mounds and ribbons. Fuck! Don't grab him like tha- Crimson eyes narrowed, red blooming on his face again as the other teen began to sit up. Which prompted the blonde to slap a hand down on Eijiro's chest again and shove his powerful body back down to the bed.]
Down, Eijiro. I'm on top. [Oh? He agreed to that? Heh, might've bitched at him if the redhead had managed out more than a "yeah". Another squeeze earned another gasp and Bakugo's chest bowed forward as he tried his first experimental roll of his hips, free hand moving to press to the arch of his pelvis and his head turning on his neck to look over his shoulder. Like he might be able to see his boyfriend's cock spreading him open between his cheeks. Strained his torso, muscle flexing hard in an athletic twist from the attempt. No such luck, but he got a nice view of Kirishima's legs and balls as the redhead began to move his limbs.] Don't you dare fucking thrust till I say so...
[Katsuki finally turned back around and focused on his downed boyfriend again. Kirishima was trying to look at something, but Bakugo certainly wasn't going to lift up and let him watch everything drip. Not yet anyways. He'd have to deal with feeling it leak.] Feels like you're right here. [Bakugo touches his free hand to his stomach, fingers fanning out over his abs to trace between the grooves of his chiseled front in a lazy up and down motion.] Sitting inside my guts. You're fucking warm... hot. [He rolls his head forward, leering at his lover from a hooded gaze under his choppy ashen bangs.] I can tell every detail, where that big head of yours is... [And tenses up, squeezing his abs and his ass to constrict around Kirishima's cock.] Just how much you're stretching me open at the base... [Easier to talk without the bucking and thrusting, though his lungs felt strained from all the heavy breathing he'd already done.]
Best part is I can feel this-- [Fingers arch up on Eijiro's chest and Katsuki deliberately spiders his hand slowly across the perky mound of his boyfriend's pectorals, deliberately flicking a budded nipple along the way. Before settling his hand over his pec, fingers and palm molding to the firm meat. Where that strong thump-thump, thump-thump fills his hand with rhythm.] --inside me. We're connected. [And he's going to have one hell of a bad Pavlovian response to this next time he pins Kirishima on the ground during a fight.] It feels fucking amazing like this. You're already leaking out. Ready to come again so soon.
sorry for the delay!;
Date: 2/20/22 06:44 (UTC)This is nothing, this is nothing, this is nothing- the mantra in his head replayed over and over as Bakugo tried to adjust to their new position. Prying both eyes open, merely wincing as he set eyes on the blonde positioning himself just right, then reaching back for something-- at least he answered, saying he was 'fine' in the most Bakugo way possible, with a shitgrin tugging at his pretty lips. Which made Kirishima shut his eyes again, brows scrunching up helplessly from the sight with a flush on his cheeks- it was such a turn-on how much Katsuki was into it, into them, how his boyish smugness morphed into a lewd version of Bakugo-- a version Kirishima could dream about every night now. He whined up into the air quietly, adam's apple bobbing in his throat, grunting pathetically into the air-) uuughhnn...Katsuki- you're so hot- aha;; ( Chuckling helplessly into the air- like, how was it possible for someone to be so wry out in the world, and so sensual in here? It left the red-head boggled, hence the pathetic little chuckle just now. Opening his eyes again-- because he felt that-- Oh, oh oooh he was touching his ba--)
W-wHAooo- holdon- hold on, Bakugo--;;
( Neck craning up, needly mouthing up into the air, feeling the gentle prodding at the underside of his shaft, where that strong vein was being rubbed at, then those warm fingertips traveled further to fondle his tenderest sac with a familiarity only another boy would have for such a spot-- Bakugo groped him like if they were in some dirty film-- and he loved it. It left him tensed up, giving a gentle thrust while his eyes fluttered shut- cracking a whimpy smile-) s-sshiit, not there- mmnn... I'll- ( Brows scrunching up as he whined softly, then Bakugos purr rivetted down his pale torso, vibrating south through those lovely, messy abs, until the sound squeezed around Kirishimas cock in an almost unfair way-
His brain was going blank, eyes snapping open-- gritting his sharp teeth shut-- you can take it, you can take it, you can take it. Katsuki was adjusting himself, turning just a little bit over their bodies, saying something about being unable to thrust- which made Kirishima whimper-- chin tucking immediately into his own collarbone with the hope of catching sight of anything naughty happening between their joined middles, pupils dilated a little- he was seeing stars.) it feels... deep, Katsuki, h-aa... soo good- ( The blondes lush tone earned him a desperate squeeze of his ass cheeks, kneeing both hands simultaneously like if it was some magic move that would sooth both his earnest pain, and Katsukis burning all at the same time-- if anything, it was keeping him from thrusting, because he was about to pop. )mmmmmmnnnn....y-yeah-;; take your time-
( It was tight, his voice- holding himself in place while his raw dick settled inside of the blonde- even while Bakugo ground, turned, and wiggled his ass to get his barings- nah, no problem. It was simply KILLING him-! His dick felt like it was melting inside of those soft, powerful walls so perfectly shaped they were kneading his hardened cock into pudding, he'd be surprised if his junk wasn't bruised after all of this-- maybe if he- NOPE. Not doing that.
But he grunted quietly trying his hardest to stay put like his life depended on it, his own glutes were starting to cramp up from containing his desperate hips from moving-- flinching at the sight of his boyfriend glancing over his shoulder, and watched the way his whole pale upper body flexed to turn like that, how his neck wound, collar flexed, how his abdomen tightened from the turn over move-- it pulled at his dick, juuust right-
Making him jerk up a little, pawing a tight squeeze of doughy cheeks- he couldn't focus if Katsuki kept moving like this-- and his toothy gripped frown was hidden by now pursed lips-- curling his toes until they got tight. Bakugo couldn't honestly think his one braincell could hold a conversation while holding his dick hostage like that! But he's told not to thrust, not until he's told too- god that was so hot, and mean-) d-duuude-;; I'm trying not to pop- .... your voice is so- uhnn... sexy.
( Whispering the last bit--offering his boyfriend a lazy, weak smirk as he opened his eyes, the way the blonde was speaking to him ticked every box in Kirishimas list- he could come now if Katsuki gave him sixty-seconds, he could feel it in his groin, how it painfully tightened up a little bit everytime Bakugo crooned out anything lewd, or dirty. In that low, sultry voice that rasped a bit now, from all the moaning he'd done just a few moments ago. )
h-huh? nowaydude, no pictures.; ( Crimson eyes widened a little, brows hitching higher, that sobered him up just a bit-- his brain was love-fogged, but it wasn't that fried-- they were going for pro-hero opportunities! No way was he going to let them mess that up with some naughty photos accidentally getting leaked out, or someone messing with them because of that. Red eyes watched Katsuki for a second, was he trying to look back at what-? His legs? Maybe he was trying to look back at-- oh, at himself? Maybe the way his dick was spreading his tight, puckered ring open? Katsuki was just as curious as he was about how their bodies were fitting together, how it looked when his hardened shaft bent at the base just a tad from trying to keep itself in there for so long- every time the blond boys body moved, his hips reacted by nuzzling his cock back in there just a little deeper-
Kirishima couldn't take his eyes off their middles, where Bakugos softened sac was resting comfortably on his lower belly, it was silky, plump and like the firmest mochi he wanted to roll in his mouth-- topped off with that curved, feverishly lulling dick swaying right before his eyes, as if tempting Kirishima to grab at it-- a bead of pre tickling Katsukis pinkened head. Everything about Bakugo was perfect: perfectly shaped, perfectly firm thighs, toned chest, tight in the right places. Velvety mounds perfectly squishing down on him just right. Perfect skin-- fair in most places while it tanned a sun-kissed shade where his uniform didn't protect the skin, and then it grew gently darker, right on the head of Katsukis strained dick-- a rose dark color peeking proudly there. The sight left Kirishima wanting to wrap his lips around every inch of his chest, to mouth sweet words into his boyfriends skin, and ravish him with tender bites on his pecs. To ravish Bakugos round nips selfishly like the horny youth he was-) shit, Katsuki- is it good? mm? can you-...feel it? inside?
( Repeating everything the other boy fed him, then licking his dry lips which would have stayed wet if they could actually kiss-- messy and sloppy, just like before.
But he'd make do, for now, with just the sight of himself leaking out of Bakugos rear, feeling it trickle down his inner thighs-- he spread his legs a little bit, in response to it, the dribble of clear felt warm leaving Katsukis slowly relaxing rim- )
you're messy, Katsuki... haa- all wet- nmm- ...
( Harboring the last bit of self-control he could muster, he watched the blonde stretch those nimble fingers over himself, over his stomach-- describing the way Kirishimas head was muddling its way through the other boys insides, how it penetrated him so-- it riled him up just the right way. But it was nothing compared to how the blonde pressed down on his plush chest, palm warm against hot skin that laid over his heart, the lively flutter thumping up to greet Katsukis palm as it skipped a beat for him- and Kirishima yearned upwards, the only thing stopping him wad the hand making him wanna crunch up to kiss Katsuki from the way he made him feel-) Katsuki-
( He was whining again, desperate, hands pulling back from that lovely spot on his butt cheeks, up to clasp his boyfriends narrow and tight hips, clamping there with a gentle squeeze as he bucked, innocently a bit twitchy-- his lower lip wibbling as he groaned up to the other for anything.) Nnhhh- I gotta, Katsuki- I w-..nn, wanna move, please? I gotta, I'm dying, haa- I need to comeinsideyouagain-
( Hushing out in a rushed grunt of words as his hips slowly began to knead upward, with desperatly small thrust- he didn't just want to fill up Katsuki until the very rim, he wanted to fill his boyfriend up while he touched his wonderfully warm hand to his heart like this- ) ssshhhit-;;
s'all good~
Date: 2/21/22 22:38 (UTC)Of course he was fine! He took Kirishima in to the balls already their first round, hard enough as it was, and his hip aren't shattered or anything. But since he's up here now... Bakugo glances back to the other boy, unable to keep off that lewd expression of pleasure and admiration as he drinks in the sight of his lover reacting to his touch. Furrowed brows pinching inward, eyes clenching shut and those amazing sharp teeth baring between his kiss-swollen lips. Flushed red as his hair and dripping with sweat and come from before. Wasn't just Katsuki who was into it. His fingers curled, rubbing sensitive skin and playing a few more times just to try and drag out a few more of those delicious whimpers.] Heh, you're the one who's fucking hot, idiot. [Literally, but he could take that whatever way he wanted. Easy for him to be able to let himself react more freely around Eijiro right now. One, they're having sex. Two, it's just them. Three, it's Eijiro. The guy's been able to get under his skin and build a friendship with him over the months and now years. If anyone's going to see Bakugo sensual, it's this guy.]
What? This too much for you, Kirishima? [He shouldn't be having this much fun playing with his sac like this, but hell with it. This guy just plowed him through the fucking mattress; it's his turn to have some fun and turn the redhead into a panting mess. Mental note: his balls are Riot's weak point in bed. Yeah, he knew what felt good on himself at least. Turns out those were sensitive spots on Kirishima too. From the pulsing swell of his urethra to the hanging weight of his balls in that smooth sac. Fingers tucking under their heavy dangle so he could lift them up and palm them in the warm sweat of his hand. And give his fingertips excuse to slip behind the now rolling pouch and trace a few sweeping "come here" motions across Eijiro's perineum. He managed to hold off on a sound when the other hero bucked like that.] Yeah? Feels like you like it there...
[Katsuki grinned at the wide stare of his eyes. Finally opened them again, huh. A badge of pride he got Kirishima gritting his teeth like that. Yeah, the guy could take it, but it really was a fucking rush to have him reacting like this. Don't thrust, take it and enjoy it, wait your turn, down boy. He's the one in control now.] Course it's... haah... deep. I'm-- ngh... fucking sitting on you. [He arched his spine like a bow again as warm hands groped the globes of his ass like some kind of control stress ball, kneading the muscle in his palms that spread his cheeks and stretched the already stuffed-full ring of muscle currently playing host to Eijiro's engorged member. Katsuki drops his head back, eyes falling shut in a rush of pleasure from the motions, unable to stop the way his cock jumped and throbbed between his legs. Fucking hell, that feels amazing. Kirishima's not even moving and he can feel his cock pounding away its presence inside the sweltering walls of his body.
It wasn't like it was easier on Katsuki. Every goddamn "thum-thum" of blood beating inside his lover's cock branded the rivulets of his veins on he inside of the blonde's spasming channel. He want to buck and lift and sit and all host of other motions right now, fuck himself silly until he's painting the redhead with another coat of white. His calves seize up and his toes curl against the side of his lower legs, doing what he can to hold himself in check for just a few more minutes.] Gonna get off on just my voice, Eijiro? ... Heh, wanna fill me up again-- aaah... Fuck, you should-ngh, be this hot, idiot.
[Except he is. Hot, sexy, arousing. Katsuki gazes down at him, tongue sliding between the close-set rows of his teeth, slowly so those red eyes could see the glide of pink muscle over white enamel. Talking dirty to him was probably a low blow, but Eijiro was so fucking tight beneath him; he could feel every tension of his muscles clenching and hardening, ass cheeks hollowing to keep his hips down and legs flexing under his own ass and thighs for the same restraint. Just a few more seconds.
No pictures then. He'd keep all this locked up in his head. From the way Kirishima's knees tented and twitched in effort to avoid bouncing up for the best placement for a thrust, to the slight bend at the base of his cock every time Katsuki rolled his hips and let that scant half inch of flesh slide free from the sucking greed of his ass only to swallow it back inside until all evidence was buried between those two beautiful balls snugly shoving up against the plump of his cheeks. What was he looking at? All of him. Every fucking part of his man was gorgeous, worth the attention and action he was giving it right now. Shouldn't be such a turn on, being connected to Eijiro like this, but hell, having the other man sheathed within him, feeling his heart beats pounding inside his body, knowing his friend was part of him right now. Intimate, erotic, a god damn turn on. They fit together well, starting with the rare fist bump to the elbow on his shoulder to the arm draped around his neck to the press of their bodies flush with each other on the bed to now being completely plugged up by his boyfriend's visceral flesh. Yeah... he liked it a lot.]
Fuck, of course it's good, Shitty Hair! [Voice broken by the pleasure coursing through him, eyes burning down into Kirishima's face.] Your heart beat, I can feel your pulse inside me. [A dizzy grin that's arrogant, aroused, taunting, and tantalizing.] Feels amazing. [From his head to his balls, inside and out. Katsuki rolled his hips again, inching slightly off the other boy's cock, moaning from the pleasure of his rim distending a little as it clung to the slippery shaft sliding from him. Then dented inward as he pushed back, impaling himself to his lover's root all over again. Finally tugging his hand free of his shoulder, Bakugo swung them both around backwards, planting his palms on Kirishima's muscular thighs, fingers squeezing at the defined trunks below them. Let him brace on his legs, lean back and present his entire front, from his head down to his knees, completely naked, soaking in sweat and come, hard as a rock and standing obscenely proud against his stomach, balls hanging between his thighs, and Eijiro's hips incriminatingly trapped between the blonde's kneeling legs.]
Who's the one-- shit, asshole... who's the hot guy who mmm- made me all fucking wet, huh. [Another roll and he winces in pleasure, one eye shutting as the blonde's sculpted abs strain against his light skin.] Fuck... you're so deep. That's it... grab me... hold on, Eijiro. [Strong hands cupping at his narrow hips, fingers fluttering as the redhead got his best grip on his pelvis and the taut barrel of his sides. Kirishima squeezed and Bakugo's dick jumped against his abs thanks to that fucking thrust nudging him up into his hole again. A heady moan bubbled through his lips and he rolled his head to the side, tongue peeking out of his lips to rub at the corner of his mouth. Staring down at his lover in a hungry-yet-sated-manner. Yeah, he had enough of this fucking waiting. If they're on the wire tight between them, fuck it. He's ready.]
Fucking move, babe. [Digging his fingertips into Kirishima's legs, he kneads at the flexing muscle, teeth setting and his eyes lidding from the pleasure of another motion below. This time, Bakugo's the one who lifts, core crunching slightly to arch his waist up and drag his ass upward. Wet skin peels from Eijiro's shaft, dragging from his base to the middle of his shaft, before Katsuki drops again, impaling himself in a firm shove that pounds the other boy's dick right back inside him with a meaty, hearty smack of his ass to his hips. Makes his body jolt, toes popping from how hard he curled them and a few tiny sparks from his palms bursting against his lover's thighs.] Fuck me-- guh... c'mon, stud. Want you to slam it-- mnhn. Ngh... yeah, just like that, Eijiro. Shit, fill me up with you all... alloveragain. [Another smirk and breathless chuckle purrs from his lips.] Can't you feel it? I'm almost drained. [Leaking out all over his balls, lap, and thighs.] Gimme more, Kirishima.
[More of you.]
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Date: 2/23/22 02:44 (UTC)( It had no right being so enticing, with the way it got raspy at the end from how rough the blonde could be with his own vocal cords, desperate breaths puffing out at every movement Katsuki tried to maneuver-- growling, grunting and purring-- all crude reactions Kirishima relished in, naturally reeled in by every second he was allowed to witness this side of Bakugo. The horny and deliciously provocative side whose half lidded gaze, tilted limply to the side while that wet, pink tongue peeked out just so. It was a side of his friend he wanted to grab at, and keep it for himself. He could have come right there and then, with the way Bakugo teased his firm, silky sac that greedily craved those warm fingers further-- and how he spoke to him, it was making Kirishima smile weakly, thrusting upwards with a reflex he couldn't control. His voice was becoming desperate-) yeah- yeaah,yeah, let me- nnh, let me fillyou you Katsuki, ooooh-
( Literally melting into the touch that grabbed at his groin(maybe it was his weak spot!), how perfectly gentle and firm the blondes grip was, with intricate fingertips that rubbed lines side to side over that illusive sliver of shaft that kept being pushed out, then kneaded back in, then out again- even if it was just half an inch of dick that slipped in and out-- it felt amazing-- slick with his clear from before, squelching softly every time Katsuki stubbornly nuzzled those butt cheeks down on it- with a very controlled roooll to the left, then roll to the right.
Kirishima crooned a whine 'fuuuck' when Katsuki's voice cracked like that, when he repeated it felt 'good to be filled up' by his cock. Own throat craning back, red mane digging into the sheets from utter determination. Not wanting to move just in case the blonde wasn't ready for it yet, or hurt him, make him sore in any ways. But man, was Bakugo moving a lot for someone who was still getting use to it. Every time the other boy turned, twisted, or hitched that butt up, and off his dick, even a centimeter, it felt like a dream. A wet, delightfully painful one. His throbbing cock was getting suckled back in- in what he could describe, the most eye opening experience-- umph-!
Katsukis ass plopping back down slowly for the first time-) O-oouuuhhnnn- ( Abdomen flexing to help him sit up, but no, he kept himself back, most of his upper back was off the mattress, using the hard grip he had on Katsukis firm waist as leverage. His upper body was burning, sweat beading up into existance with a glazed glimmer- he looked like a raspberry filled originally glazed donut- nice tan colored skin, glossed up, with a bright red peeking at the top. Dawm, he was getting hungry.) Katsuki-- I can...nh- feel you too, the way you, breeeath- uuhn... heh- your butt feels gr- eat~
( He sounded like Katsukis paws never left his balls. Closed throated groany words seeping out of his now chapped lips, he kept licking them to avoid it- but it was habing the opposite effect. The only thing that he could imagine would make it better was chapstick, or Bakugo snogging him for another hour like before, they couldn't get chapped if they were wet all the time, right?
Red eyes pried open when he felt those rough hands clamp down on his thighs-- he spared a glance, chin to collarbone as he locked eyes with Katsukis lush stare-- the other boy looked debauched, entirely erotic with how that smug smile tugged further, pink tongue peeking out in a foxy way- it was the cherry on top. Literally. But then he felt his dick get pinched at the base, with a long and sloooow pull upward-- Bakugos body curved, bowing upward from the ass to his chest. Thighs starting to feel the pressure of the other boys weight as Katsuki dragged himself off Kirishimas thick girth, the thick white smeared all over his unsheathing dick, sticking to the inside of the blondes inner thighs--
It had him staring with parted lips, brows knitted as he tried to memorize the way Bakugos body pulled up, pivoting those taut cheeks, it was rolling and moving his dick like a joystick, a thick meaty one that somewhat dented a little when the blonde pushed down on it-) hooo, shit. you're- you're leaking... Katsuki- ngh- ( Katsukis softly hanging sac was front row, gently shifting side to side with every movement his boyfriend tried to make with that rosy member leaning with it, tapping gently against his blondes navel- Kirishima wanted to see it bounce, like in those dirty videos- his fingers curved, gripping firmer into Katsukis waist, like he'd told to do it.) Nhh- I'm gonna fillyouup,Katsuki-;; fuck...ugh-- you look so dirty, just for me-
( Bakugos chest was up in the air, broad and open with pink freckles of flush sprinkled all over, especially on the soft marks he'd left behind. Small nips, round soft bites, maroon hickeys around those hard buds. Enough of a pink blush on those pale pecs to drive Kirishimas attention to his nipples, how they pointed outward, he could barely see Katsukis face like this, he was curved back a lot but he could watch his chest lift and fall, sweat trickle down his fully exposed belly- all the way down to that swayying dick- Kirishimas breath exhaled, the shackles that were Katsukis grip on his thighs got tight- flicking their switch-)
grab-...grab yourself, Bakugo. grab your- nh, your dick... for me. ( Knees bent, tenting up barely enough just to dig his heals onto the mattress. Both hands slipping just in inch to cup at the joint that connect Katsukis waist to his thighs. Squeezing firmly where as he focused his full attention right under that lovely, pair of balls that were raised just enough for him to see how thick he was, how much he was spreading his boyfriend open- how his previous climax was tickling down his shaft- fucking move, babe) fuCK- Katsuki-;; ( He'd been trying to keep his 'cool' this whole time, trying to please the other boy, and keep himself on check- but 'babe'? Oooh, that tugs at his stomach, bouncing his heart up and down-- until it throttles down to his hips- he loooved it. You can't just call him a lovey-dovey name in the middle of-! That just made him turn to mush-) nnnnhhh- B-...Bakugoouuu, fuckfuckfuck~
( Lips purse, letting the orders Bakugou moans out to him sink in, slam it, fill me. He could have probably tried to go about it in a much more coordinated, or controlled, approach like he'd tried to up until the point Bakugo decided to be cute. It all went out the window and he couldn't control it-- his hips bucked upward suddenly, hard, encouraged by how much smooether the denseness of his shaft presses back in, the girth of his cock denting Katsukis rim inwards- the slickness lets out a delicate wet sound when he pulls back down, not all the way, not yet- the sound was sickly, and hot.) Katsuki, Katsuki- h-..haa, Iloveyou-- Iloveyousomuch- Katsu-- ahgh-!
( Growling, he grits his sharp teeth, baring them up into the air for a second as he does it again-- thrusting his dick back in, this time using both hands to pull Katsukis ass down on him hard, the slap of his skin agaisnt the others pale cheeks resurffacing the soft, slappy mantra from an hour ago. Quickening with every humping motion thrown upward, this was much easier than before-- Katsuki was still tight, but he went in so much smoother. They didn't get the whole skin-on-skin humping, but like this? He could see all of Katsuki bouncing up and down from the short, desperate rocking of his hips.
The bed whining out their dirty song too, Bakugos hard dick lulling back and forth in rhythm to Kirishimas frantic fucking-- it helped him settle into a good pace, red brows knitting as both hands hopelessly pawed at his boyfriends bouncing cheeks- trying to both cup them, but keep a grip on that rebounding waist as if to guide its motion at the same time-) shit...shit,shit- Bakugo- roll your ass, Bakugo-ng... fuck-
( He figured it out pretty quickly that if he pitched his knees up further, he could force Katsuki to upcurve a little, he was sort of leaning back on his thighs anyway, so lifting them just a bit made Bakugo sit up a bit, making his ass pound down on him just riiight- it made the bed much noisier though, but Eijirou couldn't care less anymore-- obviously, by the way his sharp teeth parted, jaw going slack, and how he grunted off a row of 'uhn, uhn,uhn-'s with each time Bakugos rim plopped back down, filling up with wet notes. He was half-hazardously with his voice, grunting louder- rocking his hips harder. The small bed dragging across the wood floor with it's own soft hitching sounds.
Maybe he was a little perverted, but he'd forgive himself about it later, Bakugo would too, right? He just couldn't keep his half lidded eyes off the way Bakugo bounced, hitching up with every thrust- even his pecs bounced just a little. Nothing could distract him from bucking his strong hips into his boyfriends willingly soft ones-- not even the soft burns on his thighs( no way his skin hardened in time), but his quirk was trying to make up for it, freckling in the soft areas around Bakugos grip, hardening for a second before the rush of euphoria soothed them away. His quirk was definitely confused- it was trying to react like if he was in a fight, staggered, hurt, scratched, bitten, burnt!- but all these things were ribboned in the satin of sex and rush of adrenaline-)
nnnnnhg- Bakugo- come-... ha, haa I wanna see you-nhg! Come. fuck-
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Date: 2/25/22 02:14 (UTC)[Good to know he found a soft chink in the other hero's normally unbreakable armor. (He knew other areas, like he side of his neck and the underside of his wrists.) But if they're going to do this again, Bakugo knew to go for Kirishima's balls next time. The way they rolled in his hand, so heavy and pendulous, felt amazing. Skin smooth like satin as the texture slid between his fingers, flexing taut around one orb as he pressed it to the side, then gathering into a lazy smush as the blonde palmed the pair together again. Fucking big, it almost wasn't fair, but damn they felt good slapping against his ass previously.
Almost a shame to leave them alone and start touching the come-slathered root of his cock, fingertip tracing over his own stretched ring swallowing around his lover's root with each contraction. Only half an inch or so moving and plunging back inside him with each shallow roll, but certainly enough to enjoy feeling Kirishima's previous load splurting out of his hole and draining down the pulsing vein running along his cock's underside. Gonna drip onto his balls, make a mess of his perineum, and if he leaned back again, Katsuki was pretty damn sure he could use his friend's own cum to slather a finger and work it between those flexing cheeks and nuzzle into the pucker of Ejirio's ass...
He doesn't, called back to the wrong by Kirishima's voice and attention. Damn, the guy had no business looking that fucking alluring again. Dragging sections of his crimson mane along the pillow, the supple cords of his throat flexing as he craned his neck and tried not to move until the blonde gave him the 'okay'. What a loyal stallion. Look, when Bakugo does something, he goes for it 100%, even if the initial part takes a few cautious moments. Nothing about this was all that cautious, what with Eijiro shoving his cock in his butt without so much as fingering him and Katsuki encouraging him to just fuck him. The pain's gone now and he wants to give some of that intensity back. Why the hell not? He's got his friend splayed out on the bed below him, his newly-hardened dick pumping out precum inside his ass again, and every damn indication of arousal snapping and melting between them as he rolled his hips on the other hero's lap. Rocking his dick inside his ass and stirring his flexing tunnel with every damn inch of his dripping meat. If it hurt anywhere, that was just part of it and they'd both get over the pain soon enough.]
Guuuh! [Bakugo threw his head back as he sank down atop Eijiro again, impaling himself to those amazing balls and took every fucking inch back inside him. Sucked he missed the sight of his partner's sculpted abs flexing like a beast in response, but he got to feel his cock jerk and twitch inside his ass instead. Fingers strangling his waist, almost as hard as Katsuki was clasped onto the redhead's thighs to support himself as he really started to ride the other heroic teen. Everything felt molten, sweat dripping down his body as fast as it was beading on his skin, making their motions far more audible than needed. (Dude, stop looking at him like your next meal.) Up again.] Shit-- yeah, uh feels great... fuck, Eijiro. god you're ooh, oozing inside-- ngah, haa... just like that, move your hot dick you--- *gulp* fucking tank.
[Kirishima's been all those things for him, to him. His wall, his tank, his horse, his rock, his support, his friend, his partner, now his lover. Really wants to kiss the fuck out of him right now, but he's currently perched atop him in a kneeling pose above his hips, legs flanking those strong thighs, and not about to drop down to get his mouth right yet. Guess that tangled ball of a missionary position where he could wrap everything all around his man and pull him close for making out had its good points too. He'll have to make out with him hot and heavy afterwards.
Finally drops his head again as he takes better hold of Kirishima's open thighs, neck arching slightly and eyes burning as he clasped onto his boyfriend's eyes. Bakugo traces his tongue across his lips, not even minding the trickle of saliva leaking out the corner of his mouth as he drank in the sight of his friend's horned up face. Looks like he's in fucking heat down there, sweat trickling down his temple and making his brow and neck glisten. Can't even smile as he lips his teeth, but he certainly can make that 'o' face as Katsuki lifts up again and begins dragging him out of his ass with a slow, steady slurp. Arching his torso, pushing back on those cabled thighs, peeling the strangling ring of his asshole further up his friend's turgid prick. He feels is foreskin getting squeezed back up his shaft, wrapping his soaking cock in his own skin and leaving the thick mast gleaming in the light by the time the blonde reaches the bulbous shroom of his man's tip and feels more of his previous climax drool out.]
Heh, c'mon Eijiro... gimmie all of-- fuck--all you fucking got. [The last part came out in a hard grunt time just as his partner's dick's base popped right back inside him with that wet plop, making him jump atop his hips. Shit, that slight give and dent when he sat on him was quickly turning into wanted repeat. Katsuki dropped his head onto his shoulder, a toothy grin flashing down at the other boy.] Yeah? Who's the one-- shi- shit! the one who, ngh, blew all that in me? [Course he's leaking; it's a gross, amazing, really fucking messy feeling and he doesn't give a shit about soaking the bed anymore. His hands were too busy mapping out his partner's thighs or he might've lifted his own hanging sac up to give the other hero a clear shot between his spread thighs. Instead, Eijiro's just gonna have to steal glances past the swaying pair as Bakugo rides him.
Wet 'plaps' of skin slapping against the redhead's core muscles as the blonde dropped onto him, balls flopping heavily on his skin before the bouncing motion slung a shiny lance of precum over his abs. Another meaty 'twhack' saw Katsuki decorate his own stomach with the glaze, eyes burning in his head as each rhythmic rise and fall left his free-hanging cock to swing and flick wildly between both young men's solid trunks.] You're the one... oh hell yeah-- right there, fucker. Who's making me all filthy. [And he was loving it, bounding above Eijiro like one of those faux bull riders. Still not able to entirely get over the fact he's got Kirishima's damn cock buried inside his ass, connecting him to him so fucking intimately. Feels his body pulsing within his own, beating heart shoving blood through those veins in his dick, balls squirting precum over and over to slick his walls. And Bakugo kept swallowing it into him.] Swear I can-- ngh... ah- hn... ah! AGH! ... taste you-- in my mouth, babe.
[Not sure whether it's the panting command for him to grab his dick or the sudden burst of a curse and his name as he encouraged him, but Kirishima ramped forward and Bakugo immediately loved it. Lines in his thighs flexed beneath his hands as the redhead got his feet pressed to the bed, tenting his knees to give the blonde something angled and strong to lean back against so he didn't have to brace. He settled on those thighs easily, hissing as fingers dug into the seams between his hips and legs, finally leaving one thigh to free up his hand. Didn't want Eijiro to keep his 'cool' any longer. They were fucking again and he wanted the heat all over him. No more 'in check' either.]
that what-... you want, Kirishima? my hand... on my dick? [teeth grit and he husks another curse as he certainly does grab his cock, wrapping his fingers around the base of it and arresting its bouncing flops. immediately the dual stimulation electrifies him, making his ass seize up around his boyfriend's dick and cover his shaft and head in rippling flutters of sopping muscle. Looks like he can call him a "lovey-dovey" name in the middle of fucking and get a result. A good one.] C'mon... c'mon Eijiro... fuck me hard. Wanna feel you-- oh fuck! FUCK! [Shuddering again, pulling at his cock almost desperately to stave off his climax.] wannafeelyouinsidemetomorrow--holy shit!
[Slam it in. Fill me up. Fuck me hard. Kirishima did just that and bucked his hips up, so intensely Bakugo threw his head back and shouted-] EIJIRO!! [-without a single damn care who heard them. Slid right up inside him, like a damn key in a lock, filling his ass and body with every hot inch of his dick and plugging him up good. Sweat flicked off his hair, dripped down the redhead's legs and chest, painting him with all that sexy he was exuding. Mushroomed bloom of his head mushing into his prostate, the sheer girth spreading Katsuki around him to the point his muscles strained to take him in and gripped his dick so hard he swore he could memorize every detail branded into his fucking walls. Then lost it all with a wet gush with Kirishima pulling out again, not fully, but enough Bakugo knew he missed his lover's body immediately.] Shit... don't say... [I love you. Don't say that. Intense enough this went from a conversation to a fuck. Adding love? Those feelings? Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Slap! slap slap! Katsuki yells every time he's dragged down again, impaled on his lover's mast by hands dragging his hips and hips thrusting up into him. Strong ass cheeks hollowing as the redhead lifts off the bed an inch or two, that light tan of his skin plunging into him once more. Cum-slathered balls slop at his ass, beating wet imprints on his cheeks, like he's trying to cram his previous load right back into him. Bakugo's a litany of curses and breaths, barely holding onto his own dick as he buries his other hand in his hair and pulls back. Raking half his bangs from his face as he arches and keens above the other boy. Getting faster, harder, throwing his body up and dropping down so hard his fucking pecs are bouncing and his abs jostle. Can't cling to him like an animal like he had before, but he's undulating and rolling atop the other boy like a boy gone wild. Likely has. Forcing on eye open to watch Kirishima below him, laid out on the bed, that chiseled chest of his heaving with his breaths, the + signs between his abs stretching into elongated diamonds where sweat collected before overflowing and trickling down his sides.
Hell if he cares about the bed right now; they can break it. Gives himself one more jerk before he brazenly lets go of it, allowing his own throbbing hard-on to sway and gyrate below his hips in time with Kirishima's thrusts. His brows furrow and he bites his tongue in effort to at least augment some of the overwhelming feelings. Shoving his ass back into those large paws grabbing at his cheeks, now-free hand running down his own chest to tweak a nipple and wipe the sweat off his skin in a futile attempt. Rolling his ass isn't hard at all; he's doing it instinctively now.] Agh! Ngh! Yeah! Eijiro! [Soaking fingers grab onto a tented knee, holding himself up with his lover's body as he rocked on his dick.] God your dick-- Keep thrust--fucking hell, man!
[Knees jacked up further and his spine curved without protest, sitting up and curving back on his legs. Almost made the heady pound of his ass on his lover's lap echo in the room, adding to the bed's groaning and their own voices. Mouth hanging open, tongue lolling on his teeth as Katsuki alternated between drunken slack jaw and a lurid, fucked-out grin. Fucking those "ah's" "oh's" "uh's" and curses right out of him as he filled his ass with his dick and shoved the noises out his lungs. He wanted him to grab hsi dick and touch himself, but...] Don't wanna... don't wanna do it... myself... fuck fuck fuck... you wanna see... you wanna-- shit-guh... see me cum... then fuck it out of me!
[What a thing to say when Kirishima's literally doing that right now. His slamming into his own, tearing his body open in the best way, their skin melting together and his legs seizing up around his boyfriend's hips and sides. Rutting himself back against toned thighs, swearing each time heavy orbs pound into his ass. Leaking liberally before turned into a syrupy dispenser, jetting more of his precum as if Eijiro's cock was the hand on the fucking pump. Shoved it in, gushed more out. Katsuki's eyes fought valiantly to stay open, wanting to consume every moment of his lover in his throes of passion. So wild, so hot, so amazing, even his Quirk acting up under his hands and prickling before it smooths out. Escalating into a blur of passion and ecstasy. Fuck fuck fuck-]
Kirishima! [Fucking make me! Breaths hitched, his balls seized up beneath his cock] Ah! Haa! [the molten grip of his ass around Kirishima's cock] Uh- hngh! [suddenly went from smooth and squelching to fisting-hard compression of hills and ribbons] fuck-fuck-shit ha- ngha! [as muscle swallowed every damn inch of him like Katsuki wanted to drag him right off his hips.] ha- yeah-- hn, ooh, ah-h ha, ha-hah-agh! [Labored breaths escalated into staccato gasps and pants, Eijiro's name making it out one more time-] Eijiro-- FUCK!!
[Bakugo threw his head back, all but screaming a wordless call of the wild as he arched above his lover, free hand fisting the air as an explosion burst in his palm. Toes curling, throat straining as he found his climax and came hard. Hot ropes of white lanced across the air, spewing wherever his dick slung them off to. Slapping Kirishima's chest with white, spattering the bed to the sides, one shot even catching the other boy in his face as Katsuki literally rode his climax out on top of him. Constrictions swallowed around Eijiro's cock in wet, sticky gulps as his abs hardened and his ass contracted again and again, another spurt of creamy emission landing on his boyfriend's torso. Over and over, until he couldn't find the strength left to stay upright.]
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Date: 2/27/22 06:30 (UTC)( He half hushed, half whimpered into the air-- And unlike in a fight, where he could stand strong, unmoving, until his quirk could hold out no longer-- right now, he wanted to melt. Wanted nothing more than to let Bakugou ride him long, and rough, like the blonde kept threatening him he'd do. It was probably the best threat Katsuki had ever thrown his way. Plus, the enticingly crude orders the blonde kept grunting out with that wet opened mouth, and the way Katsuki was starting to struggle to hitch them up his throat, just showed the effect his dick was having on him-- and, Kirishima couldn't help but preen a little in his mind, feeling that prideful adrenaline from an hour ago surging back in with every broken and stirred order Katsuki moaned down at him-- move your hot dick ) fuck, nn- I'mgonna-...haa, ha- fill you up- nh- ngh... Katsuki-I'm gonna fill you u-- nnh- you'resotight- ;
( Red eyes shooting up to watch hazily as Bakugou arched up beautifully against those tented thighs. Curving in such a way that let his cheeks nuzzle down onto his lap, but the second Katsukis cheeks pulled off-- the wet noises they were making. From this angle the view was utterly pornographic-- built, lean body stretched up with wide, spread thighs, then up to taut pecs bouncing to a certain degree with every slap their bodies shared between each others dripping middles. Bakugou's face was on display too with the way he was propped up like that, shoulders near his flushed ears, heated face raw and worked-up, mouth slack or biting back a hungry grin, and the edges of his eyes looking tender, red, and wet-- Kirishima wanted to kiss him all over. To drag his mouth against every inch, suck all of it. Bite it. He'd have to remember to do that, maybe after. It was all too much to do in one night, he'd settled on that thought since the moment they started, because the longer they went at it the quicker he realized all the things he wanted to do with the other boy. But there was time, and if Bakugou would allow it Kirishima would spend every night just sucking faces, or other things, as long as the blonde wanted--
Bakugou dropped suddenly, knocking the air out of him-- he deserved it! For spacing out-- Katsuki plunged down effortlessly, swallowing his dick up like a melting icepop in late summer-- literally melting, and taking Kirishimas words with it, he was distracted, but that abrupt guuh! Katsuki croons snapped Kirishima out of it-) NNngh-! A-aah-- h-hooohohol--
( He wanted to say hold on-! But instead cooed with a weak, crooked smirk tugging at his lips, pathetically seeing hearts from the way that ribboned, knotted softness wrapped around his dripping length-- hugging his twitching cock mercilessly, until it started to pull up. Up- up, uuup- it pulled on it with a suckling sensation that drove Eijirous whole body to tense up, small of his back bowing upward while his red hair ground back into the matress in delight, adam's apple high up as he croaked-) Katssuuuukkkiiii...~
( It was a short moment of wholesome bliss when Bakugou pulled up, making the foreskin over his shaft stretch up, with his tight ring clenching down on the tip of his head-- that had to be what a blowjob felt like right? Closest thing he could imagine it to be like, this was probably better- but not better than watching the pale cum leak out from that same tightness. He felt it before he saw it, chin swopping back down to touch collarbone, setting eyes on Bakugous lifted ass, cheeky mounds rosy from all the groping he'd been doing before. Glossy inner thighs spread out just for him, while the sight of his curved shaft peeked right from under Katsukis velvety groin, those perfectly round parts lulled gently to the side from Bakugous leaned body-- Kirishima tightened his grip on Katsuki, hushing out a shuddered breath-) holy shit...you're-- nnn- s...ucking me up, mmm- Katsuk--
( It felt as easy as ripping off a band-aid- how quick they fell into the same erotic momentum they'd been chasing just an hour ago. All it took was Bakugou grounding back down with a soft plop that gutted the red-head with a rough 'uhn!' Took a second to bounce back, literally, and Kirishima was falling into step with the blondes momentum. It was hard, it was fast, he should have expected for Katsuki to be resilient in this too- almost to no waiting time, the blonde wanted to be neck deep in action as quick, and as long, as he could muster it-- sex was no different it seemed, with the way the boy started rutting-- grinding down feverishly. That pinkened dick bobbing over their wet middles, the sharp th'ap, th'ap, th'ap of the heated head tapping as it slung around to the momentum of Katsukis bouncing hips, leaving soft moist spots against the blondes abs every time it bounced off it-- it was all Kirishim could stare at, that swaying dick-- enthralled by how lovingly raunchy Bakugou was acting. Just for him.) nnnn- yeah? Katsuki? nnh- nexttime I'mma-- nh, nngh- I'mgonnamake you taste it-- haa, ha- nh-! taste it for real-
( Making promises he planned to keep, letting himself thrust faster, getting beckoned in by Bakugou's gyrating hips, and those languid challenges he kept throwing his way that made Kirishima grit his teeth tight-- pinching eyebrows settling between focused eyes as he watched his boyfriend bounce on him, while his own body reciprocated to slap them together harder, wanting to hear his sac brand Katsukis worked cheeks, smother them against his ass until the tip of his cock reached that spot that made the blonde uncurl just like before- he growled, crunching his abs to lift his head off the bed, for a better view-- hot fingers pushing Bakugo down harder as he pistoled up into him, then soothing those hipbones, holding them in place but very loosely as Bakugou lifted himself freely-- the smooth jostling motions growing bolder with every soft 'ah, ah' Katsuki let out into the room, as if it was feeding Kirishimas body the energy he needed to plunge into his boyfriends hole smoother, harder, faster-) fuck,fuck- haa- ha-! touch your- nh! Touch yourself, Katsuki-- nnnnh... I wanna seeyou- touch it- ha, ha, ugh- ughn-!
( The sight of Katsukis pale fingers pinching that flushed, darkened shaft of his- previously jittering in smooth ovals- how his fingers hid away the soft pulsing vein underneath Katsukis slender dick. How the red tip oozed precum just by getting the dire attention it was needing-- Kirishima growled, baring his throat again to moan up into the air-) uuuuhhnn- Kats-! haaaaa, lean back- ha... haa...ahn-! Lean back on my thighs ,so I can- fuckyouharder, nh-( A soft order, that Katsuki was already doing, with the help of his hitched up knees, thighs nice and solid for the blonde to anchor himself there, curve his body back into them and let himself bow, long and pretty. They were completly each others orders, whispers, hauty taunghts before the other could even finish them-- Eijirou was pounding upwards, shutting the blonde up with an exclamation of his name into the open room. He should care a little more about how loud they were acting, how noisy they were fucking-- how sloppy they were being. But, that pervy fog from before had taken over his senses again, secretly wanting for someone to hear- for anyone to hear Katsuki Bakugou moaning out his name like that, throaty and hot.
He wanted everyone to know he was fucking Bakugou over his lap like this-- and that he'd do it again.)
nnnh-! Katsuki-! Katsuki, nh- ha, ha...haa, I love your ass--nn, I love- nnh-! I love your body- haa- you, you-! Iloveyou-
( Manically cooing up at the blonde with some effort as soft 'uh, uhn's' escaped his throat with each thrust they shared between them. From slow and rich circles, to quick, sharp jerks of his hollowed cheeks. Each one making Bakugou lull atop him sloow, to swift twitchy jumps that filled the small dorm room with those hasty sounds of 'plap plapplapplaplap'. His fogged up mind was riddled with all those sounds: the sound of his wet sac tapping sharply against Bakugous ass, the sounds of his boyfriend squelching down to sit on his cock, Katsukus raspy 'ah!'s. They were all sounds he loved- he loved the way Bakugo sounded, tasted, looked. How he curved to eagerly take all of his pipe in, rolling those pale hips to knead his ass further down, making his dick bend a little as it went in. Yes! Intense sensations, Kirishima was melting and hardening inside of Bakugou faster than he could form proper sentences; so, could you really blame him for laying out his deepest feelings in the open like that? He wasn't the most complex guy, so telling the other boy he loved him in the middle of one of the most horned-out and amazing nights of his life was probably as easy as it felt to say- he loved saying it too!)
Nh- fuck, yeah-! Katsuki! Iwannaseeyoucome-nh, come for me, Katsu- yeah...uhn, uh, just like that- ha, ha, ah-
( Slap,slap,slap slap! The pace the other boy is setting is driving them both soo close, so fast. Kirishimas knuckles bare white from the force of pulling the blonde boys hips down to meet the throttling claps between them, pounding into Katsuki-- who easily takes it, ass cheeks twitching with every slap, while the mounds of muscle clench down on his raw, burning dick which happily leaks new clear into the picture-- this time it takes no time for it to leak, Bakugou being filled already and the sounds grow wetter.
Bakugous movements become undone, barely holding onto his thigh, then letting go to pull on those ash blonde locks, Kirishima watching as he frantically jerks himself, loosely and half-wittedly-- leaving the other boys knuckles lathered in clear pre dripping off them from how fast they were fucking. What a waste, he wanted to see Bakugou lick it. To clean his own fingers. But he'd unable to voice it- croaking out soft, painful moans- from frustration?) uuhnnn-- ugh-! fuck- ( His feet keep slipping! Kirishima growls, sharp whites gritting, fighting to keep the momentum going- no way he's not going to rutt Bakugou all the way-- but, the sharp humping and Bakugous rough rutting is causing his feet to slide on the damp sheets, his calfs are burning out, thighs cramping. He had nothing to lean back into for leverage except soft blankets, on soft bedding, on more soft!-- then Bakugou delivers a combo of moves which leaves Kirishima wanted for something hard-- the little flick of his pink nipple, how his mouth falls open delicately and the guy mewls out sparse words for him to make out: fuck it out of him-- fuck it.)
gruuh-FUCK- nNH-! ( THUNMP, the bed bucks against near by furniture from the suddenly movement when Kirishima digs his feet deep into the mattress, hardening them rock solid and forming a heavy anchor for himself-- finally! Knees spread offensively wider, ass clenched tight, and he lifts, pumping into Bakugou deeper than before when the blonde was in control-- taking on his challenge with ease now that he'd got his quirk working with him. Hardened ankles ripping the sheets, the mattress (just a little!) as he used himself to gain speed-) come Katsuki, come, come nh- ngh! Nhgh-! come for me, come- letmefillyouup- let me- fill you up again, Bakugou-
( Voice low, focused-- his face is pinched as he sneers from how hard his body burns. Sharp red brows knit between hazed eyes, while black lashes start fluttering- he can feel himself getting ready to come, to fill the wild bouncing boy up again, the heat building in his lower belly-- Bakugous needy moaning pulling the last drop of energy out of him to the very end-- to when his ass clips upward-- Kirishima snaps a breathles 'uhn!'-- leaving himself muddling upward, nice and tight inside of Katsukis rim until there isn't any skin between them, and Katsuki is taking in the entire rod that slowly begins to become undone inside of him, soft rivets of heat first- before it pours out...
He's able to catch sight of Katsukis swaying dick spilling out the last two times he thrusted into him sharply- how it splurted up lazily when the thick head of his rubbed Bakugou in just the right spot. Bakugou open mouthed, coming on both of them with a weak brow as he rolled himself into climax, nuzzling his ass down further almost slippery by the end there--) h-haaaa- ha- shi-...nh! Katsu..kiii--
ooouuhh- ( Black lashes fluttered shut as his eyes rolled back shut. Hands previously tugging firm on Bakugous hips had slid south to cup under the blondes thighs now, pawing at the much firmer meat there, using Bakugous weight as leverage to finish himself off inside of him. Just takes a few more thrusts, firm pumps that no longer have that push behind them for his sac to plap against Katsuki anymore, but enough strenght to knead those cheeks still, the drained white seeping past his own tight cheeks to puddle beneath them without a care, feels the compressed hills and knotted walls around his cock become smothered with liquid hot that even his now raw dick can't take-- but Kirishima keeps going...)
ha, haa...ha- fuck- mmm- mn- mm...( Bakugou is limp against his thighs now, it takes a minute for the red-head to open his eyes. It's to something whipping him on the face, the chest- Bakugou is limply rolling his hips as he settles. His insides feel like convulsions, clenching and unclenching- which pulls a few milked humps out of him. He's fighting to not spread his knees more- that, plus the sight of Katsuki going limp makes him sit up, like it was nothing.) Bakugou...
( That post-nut clearness was neat. He sat up slowly, entire body numb but aware, almost in reaction to Bakugo falling back a little - hushing a soft 'wait'- the pooled sweat between them seeping off, and he sleeply grabbed at his boyfriends waist, and arm. Even if his hips were still reacting to the way the other boys body swallowed him up-- lose, then tight, suckling his now softening cock-- Kirishima was up to grab him. Pulling Bakugous limp upper body up into his, knees spreading wider, but hitching up to pull the blonde agaisnt his chest now.
Holding him up, while keeping their middles fucked together- giving a soft pump, here and there- milking himself a bit longer, hugging Katsuki until their chests smeared together. Feeling the take and give of their chests, searing and soiled. Thump, thumping together.)
mmnn... Katsuki, mn, you okay...? good? ( He croaks up, nose deep in the blonde locks behind Katsukis left ear, then down his neck. Finally getting to kiss the sweaty skin, immediately sucking on the boys neck while both arms wrapped around his middle, hands sliiiding down to roundly cup those sore cheeks-- he squeezes them, pumping his softened cock into Katsuki as he does so.
Nuzzling, and mouthing into Katsuki's jaw, then his cheek, numbly, as the other body was slowly fucked over his lap quietly, letting him drain out with every soft pump Kirishima pushed into him...)
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Date: 3/1/22 23:33 (UTC)[He wants to watch him so bad, wants to see each glorious detail of his boyfriend naked and dripping on the sheets. The sculpture of his arms flexing as he holds onto Bakugo’s hips and thighs, both biceps swelling under the strain as his forearms ripple with each grip. Can only feel the scramble of those muscular legs behind him as Eijiro tries to get a grip on the now-wet sheets with his feet, heels and toes slipping on the surface while the blonde rides his hips and takes his dick all the way inside his ass like a fucking beast in heat. Gives him such a sensation to work with, ropes of muscles twisting under his skin as the redhead kicks a leg out, threatening to topple him, then manages to plant himself again and stop the fall. Katsuki squeezes his thighs, occasionally has to drag a sweat gleaming hand up to grasp onto the bone of his knee for anchor as he drops himself again and yells with another amazing spear of his boyfriend’s throbbing arousal tunneling further inside him between his hollowing cheeks.
Wants to see each arch of his chest, as well-worked pectoral muscles bow upward and spread over a strong sternum, so full and meaty and god he wants to drop down and bite them, bury his face in them, latch onto his nipples and suck until Kirishima’s yelling. That addicting crunch of abdominal muscles squeezing inward into solid blocks of power, perfect for running his hands over and licking up lines of pecum, semen, and sweat from the shallow pools collecting in each + chiseled out with his friend’s labored breathing. Ribs heaving under his breath, throat and neck tensing with every swallow, the bones in the back of his hands and the tops of his feet fluttering frantically under his skin as he grabs Katsuki’s hips or arches up on their balls respectively. Every damn part of him wracked and pulled by that sheer pleasure of getting fucked for the first damn time. They’re totally fucking, making out, having sex, creating a mess they’re not gonna be cleaning up for a while. Naked and hot, eyes locked on each other as they guzzle every detail they can get of each other through every damn sense. It’s wild and Bakugo fucking loves it. Tomorrow, the following day, whenever Eijiro wants to do it (so he thinks now in this burning haze), he’d collapse onto the bed and pull the red-haired boy down with him to wrap around him and cling to him as their lips locked and breaths came short with sweat working up between their bodes rutting and grinding and fucking and connecting and--]
Fuckin- mmhn- shityou better. Eijiro- keep moving, yeah- fuckyeah, ah- Ah! wanna taste you, guh, want it in me… c’mon, man, fuck me up- yeah! [It’s never gonna not feel good to encourage him like that, especially while he’s bounding atop him like a bronco rider bucking his favorite stallion. The initial penetration felt amazing after the first agonizing time, the ultimate end’s going to blow his mind, but god damn if all the time between those two points isn’t filling every inch of his body with brands of Kirishima’s love and passion. Shouldn’t have expected anything less than the most passionate guy in school to explode all that passion into his lovemaking. Finding the rhythm so quickly, figuring out how hard and fast to go, somehow making that blissful ‘pop’ of the base of his dick squeezing against Bakugo’s oozing hole before jolting as it stuffed itself right back up in there. He feels so fucking stretched around him, swears every muscle is pulling about the base of his cock and sucking on him greedily, wanting to claim every inch of his skin as his own. Steady ‘plap plop slap flop’ of his balls smacking against his ass throw Katsuki’s hips back up into the air, sliding off his lover’s arousal to the tip before dropping back down in an intense pace. Impaled to the fullest, hips shoved into hips as they connect once again, a part of his boyfriend that thick and deep inside him as if Eijiro’s never gonna come out of him. Oddly okay with that.]
FUCK! [Head thrown back, shouting into the ceiling again, cock jerking upright and slamming with a meaty splat against his abs as those strapping hands caught his hips and hauled him right back down from another bounce. Squishing previous seed out of his oozing hole where it flecked Kirishima’s already-slathered nuts and flipped off his silken sac with each hefty bounce. Touch his dick, but he refused, demanding the redhead plow it out of him. A challenge his heroic partner immediately accepted. Bakugo rolled his head, staring one eye down at him for a few seconds with each thrust threatening to drop his head onto his shoulders again. Looks so damn good…] yeah-yeah, got it- fuck you’re soaked—gah! shit, ahngh, shit! stop kicking ngokay- brace your feet- that’s my man… oh fucking hell yes! [Didn’t know if he was giving Kirishima orders or simply regaling him with what the other boy was doing at the same time. Working his hands up and down his lover’s knees and thighs to brace himself, arms swung behind him to keep ahold of those twin muscular tents to stave himself upright. Eijiro wasn’t giving his any mercy, pounding his ass like a fucking machine of flesh and sex and muscle and dick and god damn he was going crazy up here.] Eijiro!
[Quirk comes into play immediately after that and the blonde boy rocks hard as his hands are shoved back by those strong knees tenting behind him, body arching forward thanks to Eijiro slamming both feet into the bed and those familiar ‘crack crick’ noises of skin turning to hardened crag precede some ripping. Fucker just tore his sheets or blankets doesn’t know which one and can’t be fucked to care. Bakugo eyes widen and his mouth falls open as both legs behind him suddenly bow outward in an obscene straddle and his boyfriend braces himself now far more intensely on the bed. Can’t even think before the next mountainous force crushes Kirishima’s drooling mast deep up inside him-] NGAH!! [A wordless shout rips from his throat and the blonde yanks into a muscle-stretching arch of flexing limbs and curved skin, his naked body splashing tiny droplets of sweat off his peaks from how hard he pulled taut. Bouncing again as his lover pounds into him with fervor, leaving Katsuki shouting and cursing violently in ecstasy as he takes every fucking inch and mote of power the redhead’s driving into him. Being told to “come” while he’s getting fucked by a god damn boulder—there’s no way he could hold back as his boyfriend pumps into him the deepest he’s ever felt tonight. Ass cheeks bounce and ripple every time the muscular teen puts those powerful definitions to work and forces himself back inside.
And at once it’s all over. Hips leave the bed, Kirishima’s ass dripping sweat off its own curves from how high he’s heaved himself and his partner off the bed. Bakugo’s left clinging to his legs as that solid mast drives up into him, filling every space imaginable in his ass, feels like even beyond, and spreads him out all over it as much as the blonde’s tunnel is wildly sucking and clinging to each detail of his redhead’s cock, from head to slit to veins to shaft to even trying to drag a bit of his sac inside just cause it’s so fucking hard flushed against his overstuffed ring. That breathless ‘uhn!’ marks the end of it and the blonde howls above from how deep his lover’s connected to him, body igniting on fire all over again from the overwhelming sensation of Eijiro coming undone inside him. Soft bursts of heat spurting in initial warning before everything pours out in mind-numbing lances. Filling him up, gushing into his depths, making him imagine he can taste it in the back of his throat.
Doesn’t know when he comes back to it, but his breath’s pouring out of him in moans and pants, sucking in air to fill his lungs.] haaahaaahaa.. fuck.. fuuugh… nguh… E-eiji… fuck… oh fuck… [Talking’s real difficult right now, head hanging down and chopping bangs of ashen blonde barring his closed eyes. The hands previously trying to crush the redhead’s knees flop downward, fingers skimming his thighs while his boyfriend cups at his blasted ass. Feels him finishing himself off in him, a few more pulses and throbs jettisoning more of that thick white deep in his ass. A few more thrusts, a few more pumps, a few more squelches, it’s all enough to send the blonde toppling forward, both hands cramming the heels of his palms against Kirishima’s powerful chest. Wetness splurts out of his strained hole, again, oozing down those heavy balls still feeding him the last of his boyfriend’s insane load into his channel, adding to his own mess seeping down his taint and licking off the redhead’s ass to mingle with sweat soaking on the bed. What had been crushing hills molding to his dick weakened into a snug mold sucking on him without end, each shudder of Katsuki’s spine or clench of his abs adding another contraction.]
Ngh… guh… fuck—mmhn- haa- haa… god. [The blonde cracks his eyes open after a minute, managing to find his sight enough to stare down at his lover as he paints a few more lines of creamy heat on his boyfriend’s face and neck, lacing his chest with his dwindling orgasm. Hips bucking a little, some remaining shudders sending him hitching forward slightly before rolling back to stuff his man back inside. Not done just yet, wanting to milk every fucking drop out of those bruising flails Eijiro calls balls. Somewhere in his mind, he gets what Kirishima said earlier about his knees needing a break…
The world shifts a little as red moves in front of him, the single-sided ravine he’d been braced against during his ride quickly shifting into a dual-sided valley as he finds himself sandwiched in a V composed of his boyfriend’s tented spread knees and a Grecian youth’s body leaning into him. Still plugged into him, the motion steals Bakugo’s breath and one arm falls limp to his side, the other squirting out between them to fling itself in a lazy, anchoring drape over his boyfriend’s shoulder and neck to halt himself from falling against his legs. A raspy “don’t order me” comes out at the “wait” comment while Kirishima’s hips turned into small streams as collected sweat and mess dribble down the seams of his thighs and hips and caress down the top of his ass cheek. The blonde’s legs spread a bit on either side of his boyfriend’s waist, knees flanking him and feet tucking under the redhead’s arched legs. Hands catch his waist and arm, holding him as much as the blonde’s single-armed clinging to Eijiro in the wake of his orgasm and afterglow.
Before he’s tugged forward and smushes right up against Kirishima with a sloppy splat. Knocks the breath out of him, but he instinctively rolls his hips and presses his chest flus to the other boy’s, ass still squeezing around the softening pillar inside him with no intention of letting him go yet. Knees nudge him further and he’s caught between the two halves of his lover’s body. Each soft pump earns a gentle rut back, the blonde’s fingers find the nape of his neck to hold onto and play with the dripping red spikes of his hair. Chest muscles stick together and peel apart with each breath, rolling bounding mounds and nuzzling nipples together for a few extra sparks of bliss.] the… fuck… fuck you think… Eijiro…? [He’s all fucked out. In the best way possible. Dropping his face into the side of Kirishima’s neck, breathing in the scent of sweat and sex and his boyfriend’s own personal scent.
Shivering as his breath tickles his ear and nape. Lips brush at his neck, kissing him and Katsuki response with a light scrape of teeth and a kiss along the same area on Eijiro’s neck. Takes a bit, but he finally gets his second arm up and wraps it around his lover’s lower back, hugging him and holding on close, hands cupping his neck and the side of his hip. Another squeeze to his ass and the blonde whines at the sensation, but his toes curl despite himself and his ass eagerly clenches, dragging his softened dick inside again. Slowly fucking in his lap, rocking together as their motions churned the redhead’s dick into the blonde’s ass, encouraging him to leisurely drain around his boyfriend’s sac and hips. It’s only a few minutes into this tenderness that Bakugo finally whispers into Kirishima’s neck.] … love you.
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Date: 3/2/22 03:28 (UTC)( Definitely fucked themselves numb, he can feel it in the way his body is slowly regaining sensations that had previously been overshadowed by the sheer pleasure from their impatient romping to fucking session. Rigid body was slowly coming down from that high they've been riding all night and his brain was resetting- taking notes of the bumps and bruises it would have to worry about later. The sensations blossoming under his skin are those of prickly stars popping everywhere, his legs feel like noodles- hardened quirk gone soft, melting away along with everything else that had been rigid a minute ago. His jaw ached for some reason, biceps cramping a bit from how taut they had been flexed. God they were so dirty, and sticky...
But, Kirishima didn't mind. Feeling prickly bursts under his skin, rush flowing to his toes ( finally), the way Katsukis wet hole was squishing, even quivering, stubbornly around his softened shaft, milking every drop out of him-- it all felt amazing. He would swear he was seeing stars too- colorful pink, blue, white ones as his eyes opened after they were done. Katsukis damp hair was prickling his face as Kirishima nuzzled under the other boys ear, mouthing at the sweaty neck there, moving up to suck and kiss under Katsukis earlobe- he wanted to kiss everything he'd missed. It was crazy how starved he felt for Katsuki still, going from an hour of exploring Bakugous raw, hot lips, warm tongue while they fucked-- to nothing? It left his mouth hungry for the blondes salty skin. So he quietly helped himself to wet mouthfuls of skin while both hands kept pawing his boyfriends sore ass down on him, the squishing sounds and the wetness between them felt embarrassing now, how it shamelessly stained the sheets.) mmm, man...haaa, this was... crazy, dude-
( Those lethargic red eyes opened up a little wider when he heard it-- did Bakugou just-? ) ... ... ( Quietly turning to search for the other boys face, hidden in his neck at the moment, Kirishima lingered there, nose gently brushing against the only cheek on Katsuki's face he could see-- his heart was thumping in his throat, and that fucked-out-fogginess was gone because he could swear those two little words had hot blood pumping up to his brain again-- )
mmmm- ( Strong arms squeezed Bakugous middle gently, hands puulling those dewy cheeks closer as he pushed his face into Katsukis cheek- mouthing into it a very happy smile, and both hands slide up to let go of his deprived hold on Bakugous butt-- to wrap his arms around the boys waist and hug him back. Fully, closely, firmly- gently swaying them both just slightly to convey how happy he felt- hummmiinggggg into Katsukis cheek-) me tooo, mmm...haaah,
mm, me- ( Pulls back from that cheek, to peck, peck peck-) too. Me too, Katsuki.( Another peck, peppering soft kissed closer and closer until he could reach and plant a kiss to the edge of the explosive boys mouth-- forcing himself to tilt his head awkwardly, matching the blondes limp head-tilt.) mm, say it again?( He was teasing, but his smile was so big, nudging their noses together, almost nuzzling his way in and force Bakugou to look at him-- whispering the little taunt, only to stop- softly shuddern. Maybe he moved too much..
Giving a soft grunt, he slid a hand back to the stretched line between Bakugous cheeks to gently press the tip of a middle finger there, gingerly pressing the underside of his very chubbed, soft dick, and pushing there just to help himself inside, plugging Katsuki, but feeling the wetness that seeped out onto his fingertips-- he shuddered, groaning openly into the corner of Katsukis lips- brows knitting, struggling to keep himself in there without the help of his very handsy paws. He moaned, a little out of residual want, and just a bit of pain too-) sh..should I...mm, ah- let it?
( Pull out, he wanted to say. For now he settled on holding the other boy close, feeling their chest evenly come down from their shared panting frenzy, to calmly settle. He settled on tenderly rubbing gentle circles with his not-holding-his-dick-in-there hand, on the small of Bakugous back, right over the muscles that had been bowing before-- massaging to sooth the area. Eyes watching for Bakugous reaction- he'd just told Kirishima he also loved him- even if it was quiet, and hidden. It still meant the world to him, so he stayed close, attentive - wanting nothing more than to sit with his best friend in their sticky, horned-out afterglow until Bakugou decided to kick his butt out.
He bumped their foreheads together, shutting his eyes to lean into Katsuki, trying his best to simultaneously sooth the blondes back muscles, while his hips rutted half heartedly now, half of him already getting pushed out by Bakugous responsive body- it was only natural for it to push back. They were in an afterglow of passive movements, gentle nudges, nuzzles and kisses Kirishima was happy to come down like this, Bakugous chest on his. He smiled, sheepishly- ) I'll...do your laundry, heh.
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Date: 3/2/22 22:17 (UTC)Left to remain huddled atop him, each contraction of his body squishing Eijiro's softening shaft inside him as the other boy throbbed out another lingering squirt into the mess seeping out around his dick. Stubbornly trying to wring everything out of him and it made his brain spin. Couldn't focus or see straight, so he kept his eyes shut, panting in the darkness as his lungs did their best to remember how to breathe without gasping or shouting each inhale and exhale. Salt pricked his lips, each flick of his tongue tasting the sheen of saline resting on his boyfriend's neck. A little nuzzle rubbed at his head behind his ears, rendering the blonde shuddering down his spine from the tender touches. Fuck... He's still kissing him and sucking on his skin, Katsuki's fingers gripping at his shoulder and the sheets as his legs squeezed his boyfriend's sides in reaction to striking tender spots. Yeah, the intense rush finally having past is leaving him feeling touch-starved despite all the touching he was and still is doing. Just couldn't get enough of the muscular young man beneath him, groaning each time those strong hands tugged at his ass and pulled his dripping hole back down over Kirishima's dick. Such a lewd noise, squelching as his sticky cheeks pressed against the redhead's equally splattered thighs and hips.] fuck... no shit... guh- haa... bastard, you... fuck like... adamnbeast...
[Yeah, he said it, but he's not gonna acknowledge it now that his brain's starting to click back into existence. Bakugo's eyes and face remain as hazy and flushed as they had been while he was slamming up and down on his boyfriend's hips, sweat gluing few ashen spikes to his forehead. Looked exhausted, but fucking satisfied as well, even if it takes Kirishima a bit to finally get the explosive blonde's face out of his neck to get a good look. His tongue slowly glides between his teeth for no reason other than he needs to push his jaws open so he can exhale.]
mnnh- [Exhale turns into a grunt cause this fucking bastard just squeezed it out of him with his arms. Bakugo's mouth drops open further, a silent moan escaping with his crushing lungs and stomach... or was that because Eijiro pulled his come-slathered ass cheeks apart, stretching his raw hole around the other boy's softened girth. He rolls his face back into his boyfriend's neck, hiding the stunned expression as his ass is finally freed, cheeks bouncing back into place and flexing with an unconscious roll against the redhead's hips. That gentle rocking motion helps; he's starting to recover his senses and is fucking mortified about it. god, shut the fuck up...]
rrgh... [Growling at him for each of those kiss kiss kisses, head turning to the side a little and red face pushing into the pillow enough only one eye could be seen glaring at his now-boyfriend from the corner. Takes Kirishima a bit to finally cajole the blond boy to come out from the face press enough he could get to his mouth's corner. But that's enough for Katsuki to finally lean up and brush his lips over Eijiro's own a few more times.] shuddup... [You heard him. Not saying it again, but letting the redhead nuzzle his face into turning to him, mouth pushing against his own less than a kiss and more like a mouth-to-mouth grind. Yeah, gets a shudder out of him to. Right, moving's a thing.]
ngh holy shit... [Bakugo arches his back slightly, eyes wincing as a middle finger presses to the leaking rim of his ass, nudging the fat length, now all soft and soaked, still half buried inside him. For a second, he thinks the redhead's gonna tug it out... instead he pushes it back in and the explosive hero rocks his head back on his shoulders, eyes falling shut and mouth dropping open in a low "ooh-" of overly-sensitive bliss. Squishes up inside him again, oozing some more of his seed out in a wet spurt. Allured back down to those lips groaning against his own, head tilting to rest his forehead flush to his boyfriend's, ashen spikes stabbing into crimson. He knows what's coming next... and he doesn't want it.] ... fuckno- ... h-haa... leave it... leave it in. feels good...
[It was easy to settle from there, still merged together in that intimate way. Melting down into Kirishima once again, chest pressing to chests, soaked stomachs sticking together around the blonde's well-spent dick. And a hand massaging mini circles around the small of his back. That's nice... Bakugo's sharply angled brows ease up some, face smoothing from the normal anger and frown to something softer as he settled in with his lover. Absentminded fingers and thumb start to massage at the redhead's shoulder, squeezing and rubbing in some effort to give him back that tender sensation. Dammit... he doesn't ever want to leave this embrace. So soft and warm, satisfied and... really messy. That one loud - one soft confession drifting between them. Tries as much as he can to keep Eijiro's cock inside him, fighting against his body's natural intent to expel him as muscles suck and push within that molten, sticky tunnel. Gonna feel weird when he finally does pop out, but... he'll keep him as long as possible.] You ripped my fucking sheets, dumbass... Next time, we're doing it on your shitty bed.
bows deeply! TYSM ♥
Date: 3/3/22 03:22 (UTC)heeh, nooo...~; ( Pleading softly in his defense while freely rubbing their touching foreheads together, bumping noses affectionally as he quietly tries to plead his case- those blissed-out eyes now their normal crimson red, with his cheeks lifting under them from smiling a pathetic little smile- it was a lame attempt but he had to try anyways.) we'll...mn, we'll get you some pain killers? mm?
( Offering the small olive-branch with a gentle bump of their noses, even if for Bakugou it was just a manner of speech, Kirishima still wanted to do everything in his power to make them both comfortable. If Katsuki was comfortable, Eijirou felt so too. Even as they decompressed from their intense fucking session, deflating as the sheer bliss melted out of them- literally. Kirishima was keen on watching the blonde closely as he came down from his climax. Observing how the other boy responded to his firm touches, the soft grunts that cooed out when he's hugged a little too firmly a little too early- and then the way everything they had worked so hard to pour into Bakugous tight body oozed out of him so deliciously. Wet clear dribbling out over the underside of his softened shaft, dripping onto his fingertips as they gingerly tries to keep his drained cock inside his boyfriend- just from a little hug.) hhhnn...; soo..oorry?;
( Quietly responds, his brains starting to reboot properly so he's embarrassed by how carried away they got- his already warm face tickles pink under his eyes and he bonks their heads together again, complaining quietly but lamely into Bakugous lips- own brows scrunched up, shoulders slacking in a pout-) Idunnotwhathaaaappened...; I was just- ( Red eyes open, almost timidly to watch Bakugou half glare at him through the corner of his eyes- own smile semi crooked, apologetic. But he stares that glare down with his own softened, almost dreamy eyes-) you just...drove me crazy, dude. You-...mm, you really like... turned me on-
( He's in Katsukis face again, this time accomplishing the mission of rooting out the blonde boy's face out of the nook on his neck, with some effort, beckoning Katsuki back to him with a few pecks to the lips and the other boy responds by lazily kneading their mouths together finally-- kissing each other slow, with long pulls of their lips. Kirishimas eyes fluttering shut with a breathles 'uhn' as they make out quietly, letting their middles rutt together in those slow lethargic motions that pull the softest nnh, mn, nnm out of them. Hips rocking upward leisurely to offer that steady pumping for Bakugou to keep grinding down onto-- its not until Katsuki pulls away with a slack jaw, a quiet moan that's squeezed out of him as he is hugged is enough for Kirishima to take the hint-)
oooh, sorry sorry-;
( He's able to watch Katsuki roll back into his lap to fill himself up again, it takes a soft push of his finger to keep his soft length in place- but it's not enough. While its tempting to just sit there watching the other boy ease into the afterglow, blonde lashes shutting as his head lulls backwards with a dreamy moan that makes Kirishima go a little cross-eyed in order to keep his eyes on Bakugous buzzed out expression-- he's not glaring anymore, the boys hard scowl withering away into a sated gawk-- Eijirou takes this moment to slide his arm lower, the pointed fingertips keeping him in place doing their job as his lower arm slips lower, Bakugous right butt cheek molding over, and sitting on, his forearm as he works on cupping all of himself, softened balls an all; and gently, nudging his pliable dick and sac snugly against the other hero's loosening entrance-
It's all moist, and slippery in his hand- but he plugs Bakugou back again- weakly offering a coy grin when the blonde leans into him-- hushing at him to leave it in-) nnh-... Katsuki, we should-... really get you in a, mm.. in a hot bath? maybe? ( Rubbing their sweaty brows together, he mouthed an open kiss upon Katsukis slack lips, while simultaneously palming himself in place for his boyfriends easing pleasure. Really trying to stuff that mushy mess in there. He couldn't stay in inside of his boyfriend forever, his dick was practically melting out of him by now- but he'd try regardless of Katsukis determined body trying to expel him.)
does it...ah- feel good? here?
( Firmly rubs into the small of his back, carefully applying pressure into small ovals, before letting his hand slide further down to gently squeeze Katsukis left thigh, applying gentle ministrations there= meanwhile, he lets his mouth roam free over Bakugous lazy face, delivering softened marks to his lower lip, slipping out a distracted 'sorry' ( he's already thinking about buying him a new set!) thru wet kisses, but he hums happily at the complaint- they could definitely rip up HIS room anytime Katsuki wanted.) mmm? my room...? nnm, suuure~
YVW~ ♥
Date: 3/3/22 17:08 (UTC)ugh…[Bakugou’s not in the state to go arguing against that pleading whine and only ends up rolling his eyes under his lids and sinking down onto Kirishima further. This feels too nice to let go of, both the post-fucked out state and the other boy himself. No more doey eyes, no more flushed cheeks, no more stupid little smile, it’s all darkness behind his eyes and sensation. Hear him, feel him, taste him with each slide of his tongue, the heavy scent of sex and whatever shampoo or gel the redhead uses mingling with it. A scoff about the offered painkillers earns Eijiro a middle finger tiredly raised against one shoulder.] i got some, dumbass. [He twitches once at the nose bump, then leans into it with a languid exhale. Exhausted, that’s what he is. Exhausted, fucked, a mess, a fucking mess, literally. Afterglow from jerking off has never felt remotely this good and Katsuki’s not sure how he’s gonna get himself off by himself now. He’d gotten so many eyefuls of his boyfriend over the course of their fuck, got to see his concerned look, his ecstasy-slathered face, the surprised pleasure, and the amazing wash of arousal during his climax. Still has his post-orgasmic face burned in his mind right now and he relaxes atop him, holding on with that handsome visage keeping him company. Along with the ironic drooling of all that cum Kirishima dumped into him now leaking out and making a puddle below them. Fingers playing over it aren’t helping either, but he can’t be less satiated with the treatment. Each burst of “feels good” coming through from head to toe in crystal clarity. Yeah he’s filthy, but it’s Eijiro’s mess he’s wearing.
Foreheads clunk together again and that finally cajoles him to open his eyes, lashes leaving their lower companions to gaze hot-flushed and glassy down at his lover’s pinkened face. Yeah he bitched at him. Look at the fucking state he’s in! (Welcomed or not.) Kirishima’s pouting at him and Bakugo leans in to capture his lower lip between his teeth. White edges grip at the wet plush of kiss-swollen skin, holding him in place so he can trace his tongue across the rim of it. Tastes and feels something thicker than spit, figures it’s probably a bit of his own cum that landed up there.] Don’t fucking blame this on me, you stupid sexy beast. [Dunno what happened, his ass. They had sex! That’s what happened! But it wasn’t just Eijiro who got driven crazy; Katsuki had the same accusation leveling at his boyfriend in his crimson gaze. Turned him on… yeah. A soft-bitten lip is the redhead’s payment for digging the blonde out of his neck. Soft pants continue to seep from his lips, littering the gentle ‘splack’ and ‘smrch’ of kissing with puffed “mn” and “ah” ghosting across teeth and tongue. The hell’d he expect, pulling him in for a light makeout while still giving shallow soft-dick grinds against his butt? He doesn’t want to lose out on how Kirishima sounds though, wanting to keep him there in this afterglow stupor and listen to his breathless voice and those dumb mini-sex-noises from his mouth.
He surrenders some of that as he leans up and away, sitting himself on the hero’s lap in a mostly afterglow-buzzed daze, though stubborn arousal still wanting to stay up and play despite getting stuffed into bed a while ago. Teenager, not some eternal sex god on horny drugs, fuck. But it sure feels like he is as Kirishima reaches behind him, between his legs, and cups the entire package, balls and all, just so he can push the cum-slick pouch against his cheeks. Bakugo drops his head back on his shoulder again, eyes shutting and mouth falling open with a lurid croon of pleasure. Mushing his sac between his spread cheeks, that velvet-soft skin rubbing to his well-fucked entrance and earning another splurt of his previous load as the blonde’s hole squeezes down on that half-buried snake, trying to push it out while Kirishima nudges it back in amid the oozing rim. Fucking amazing feeling right there, causing Katsuki’s torso to chisel up immediately as he arches backwards with a groan of pleasure.
Plugged back up once more, he sinks down on his boyfriend’s hips, sitting on him more properly, chin tucking and a lazy grin or a sneer tugging the corner of his mouth up. Looks mighty pleased with them both right now. Saying something… oh right… a bath.] When I… fucking get done… with your hot dick, Eijiro. [Managing to mouth that against his lips as he wraps one hand around the back of his lover’s head, pulling him up so he can kiss him good and hard, the other hand swinging back to join the redhead’s at his ass. Rubbing fingers over the back of his hand, massaging sweat and slick together as he starts to twine their fingers together so he can help with the bullheaded desire of keeping his boyfriend in there.
It’s the utter coating of semen and Bakugo’s own relaxed body that makes it possible. A finger in the right place, the half-brained grinding to mush Kirishima back inside, and with a wet ‘plup’ one of those big balls pushes in past his oozing ring and nuzzles up beside the redhead’s soft shaft, both dick and ass making room for the new intrusion. Maybe that was also Katsuki’s fault… insatiable afterglow. Soaking muscle flexes and squelches around the rounded intruder, squishing his sac a little as the blonde’s tunnel massages his ball and cock together in the same rubbing dance. It’s no anal bead proper, but probably isn’t doing any detriment to Kirishima’s pleasure either… if his overstimulated nerves don’t set him off getting a nut inside his explosive lover.]
holy fuck- [Katsuki can’t tell if it’s a gasp or a sharp bark of a laugh, grinding his forehead against his boyfriend’s as he pulls him close.] how the… hell does that not feel good, shitty hair? [Everywhere he’s touching him feels amazing. From the hand rubbing circles on the diamond of his back to the way his fingers nibble at his thigh in a massage. Kissing him, rubbing their faces together in gross, intimate nuzzles that are surely running on borrowed time. Sheets momentarily forgotten as he basks in the lingering time together. He knows he can’t make it last too much longer, so he’ll be greedy with the time they do have.] uh-.. uh-huh… your room.
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Date: 3/4/22 02:50 (UTC)maybe we should- nm... ( Thoughts lingering in and out as Bakugou is finally beckoned into making out again. The prize Kirishima paid was losing that train of thought-- maybe they should what? Kiss more? No! His mouth was too busy keeping Katsukis assaulting mouth sated with his own warmly slow and wet kisses. Oh right, pain killers!) mmm...nnhm- mm-! m-maybe... nm, we should get them? before... before it gets worse, right?; ( Kirishimas head was lulling from how hungry Bakugou mouthed at their kiss, using those raw lips that were normally spitting up cuss words at people to obsessively rub harty kisses into his, as if to make up for lost time-- Eijirous adventurous tongue pressing flat to meet his boyfriends with a playful flick, earning some soothing moans that stopped when his lower lip was-- bitten? ) ah-;
aaahnn- oouw...?;
( Katsuki's latched on to his pouting lip with gentle canines, as he reigns Kirishima back with a handful of red locks-- is this a thing now? Hair pulling? His head pulling backwards a few inches, exposing his neck and face for Bakugou to look down at. Kirishima smiled dumbly regardless, a hesitant smile with a winced right eye from the blonde openly suckling his lip, nipping in punishment, while a warm tongue
tasted the spot too. Bakugou love bites were super cute- was he getting into it again? Kirishima flushed, but stopped when the topic snapped his focus back to the subject at hand-- How was he suppose to know his youthful blood would turn him into some depraved horned out MAN for his first time?! Sharp red brows knitted between his eyes as he thought about it, lower lip still trapped between those white canines, he couldn't help but squint up at Bakugou, then up the ceiling thoughtfully-- trying to talk looked funny like this.) I'mnot blamin'sh you!; I'm...sh`ust sh'aying I got'h really turn'd on?
( That wasn't a crime! Well, maybe this time it was a little bit, because they'd made such a mess, and irresponsibly had sex (unprotected!), on a school night! Oh and the noises they made-- Kirishimas brows begin horribly scrunch up further, with all the L's beginning to stack up against them-- but he's stopped by Bakugous mouth tilting down to mold into his again- another satisfied moan purrs out from the hard kiss forced on him. Eijirou literally melts into it. Oh right, this is totally worth it and as long as they weren't expelled, Kirishima would do it again in the heartbeat. He didn't care who heard them.) mmn...~ ( Halfway into pressing back, tip of his tongue lapping at the other boys to coax it to play, sharing open mouth kisses now since they evolved from the shy boyish kisses from a few hours ago- Eijirou felt utterly confident in parting Bakugous lips with his tongue and explore every warm bit of it- but, he stops abruptly-- pulling back suddenly to stare at him with bright eyes, curious and pleased- ) wait- ...you think I'm "sexy"?
mmmn... whao- you're all, soft now down here, Katsuki...
( His voice is breathy, soft and distracted- how could he not be? Katsuki's bouncing back to that foggy, horned-up expression: head slanting limp and his mouth drops open in a way that makes Kirishima stare at it-- he watched his boyfriends pink tongue quiver slightly inside his mouth as he quietly whines in front of him. There was no way this wasn't opening a whole new can of worms when it came to the things Kirishima was turned-on by: Katsuki's rutting afterglow face. It felt semi-perverted to be watching this while his own afterglow was starting to fade, it didn't mean he was going to stop staring- and hell, it felt hot to watch how Katsuki leaned back on his still pitched knees to curve upward, while trying to desperately grind his plugged butt into the mushy mess that was his dick. It was on the verge of slipping out- Eijirou could feel it. )
mmmnnn, Bakugouu... it's-.. it's gonna-
( He whispers the gentle warning into the skin of exposed torso, with how Katsuki was curving back, Kirishima had a full platter of the blondes pecs spread before him. Nice, plump muscle pulled taught with those previously firm buds now softened and no longer perky- Kirishima wrapped his mouth around one of them, warm tongue flat on the velvety bump, he would swear they self like innies when he pushed his tongue against it like that. So velvety. Kirishima inhaled through his nose happily as he sucked once--
dawm Bakugous hair pulling! He's pried off almost immediately, lips open and clumsily wet-)
aaah? nnh-! h-..h- heeey-
( Katsuki is sneering a grin, toothy and alluring down at him with devilish hazed eyes that remind him of the explosive boy he knows well outside the walls of this dark sex-scented room- he loves his crazy riled up face. He gulps quietly- flushing from the words his partner croons at him-- which were totally pervy-- and grounding their opened mouths together at the same time. Another pull to his hair earns a soft 'ah' and his quiet protest is shot down by the blondes hungry kiss. Katsuki lures out a full mouthed moan out of him-- Katsukis kisses were firm, with needy purpose from that haughty tongue of his that willingly let Eijirou taste it, letting him suckle at it gently. His new favorite thing to suck on.)
n-nnh... mnh?;
( What was the blondes hand trying to do-- was Katsuki trying to-? Kirishimas brows knit while they continue to make out, at the way the blondes pawing hand was helping him knead that pliable mound of groin, plush and wet, desperately into his own entrance. Feels those nimble fingers pry themselves between his own, fingers wrapping together (cute), and before he could react they were working together to pump his softened dick, which was totally limp at this point, back into Katsuki. They were fighting a loosing battle, but Eijirou was too distracted by his boyfriends warm tongue playing with his- in love with the wet member that vibrated every time the blonde moaned-
Their fingers were suddenly very wet, Katsukis fingers guiding his as they pressed a firm amount of pressure- his balls softly rolling to wherever the blondes fingertips pushed. It didn't ache but the pressure was-) nh- Katsu- holdon, o-ooh- h-old on- Ah- !
( Bristling (!!) he tenses, red color rushing up his face as he feels his left nut plop its way inside of that firm ring-- WHAT THE HELL. Head shoots down to look through between their middles, past Katsukis own sated dick softly limp to it's side, to the wetness further south-- eyes a bit winced from the light pressure of that overly sensative tunnel quenching itself around his privates. Holyshit, Bakugou is using his balls to plug himself up-- he groans, a bit of surprise in his raspy voice-) holyshit, Katsuki-
( His shock is mellowed out by Bakugous short laugh, it cracked a bit, but it sounded pleased- okay, so they were okay. Good. Kirishima shut both wincing eyes, mouth forming a small ooo, then Katsuki pulls them close again- fully leaning his forehead into the other boys while groooaning. He'd never seen anything like this in videos- he'd read something like it, but that was fiction and totally different! It didn't feel bad, just tender and super wet. Soft dick and sac getting muddled together under Bakugous weight, the boys plush ass barely offering any relief from how spread wide he was sitting on said lap- this was something out of some dirty video. And he couldn't do anything but crack a weak smile at Bakugous reaction, how pleased the blonde sounded as they both worked together to paw every juicy bit of his limp bits inside of his boyfriend- offering the same gentle, come here cupping hand motion Bakugou had done to him half an hour ago, kneading his plump sac in place. Plugging the other boy up with both of their hands as backup-
Kirishima shuddered a meek laugh, opening his wincing eyes to watch Katsukis mumbling lips. He smiled weakly, whispering-) ...you're... a little pervy, Katsuki.; heh.
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