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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.
yo! i just wanted to say you are one of THE BEST writers I've ever threaded with~
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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Date: 3/6/22 20:24 (UTC)don't fucking 'ow' me, baby. [Katsuki smirks at him for the protest, tracing his tongue once more across the perimeter line of his lip, right where the darker pink meets lighter skin. Is it his fault it's such a turn on to manhandle his boyfriend's crimson locks? It's a thing now, able to pull his head to break the kiss as much as he can flatten his hand on the back of his skull and pull him in for the same. Frees his mouth up for attacks or bares his throat and chin for further assaults. Whether with his eyes or mouth, that's the blonde's decision. Don't fucking call his bites "love" or "super cute", you shithead. Dragging backwards, keeping his jaws and teeth set, Bakugou slowly rakes his lover's lower lip between them, feeling the tiny grit of flesh and sinew grinding against his enamel as more and more of Eijiro's lip escapes the prison. All the way until the last limit slips out and springs free to bobble back into place against the redhead's teeth. That's a nice flush...] Did I- heh... fuckin'sound like-- nmh- had a problem with it?
[Of course it wasn't a crime! But it probably wasn't a good idea in hindsight, specifically because it's a school night and Bakugou has no fucking idea what time it is. (Can't be bothered to look at the clock.) Probably going to pay for the unprotected and unprepared sex tomorrow as well. As for who heard them... They probably scarred Shoji down the hall. Guy can hear everything in the dorms anyways, but still, this probably wasn't pleasant for him. Katsuki's trying not to think about it, made a lot easier with Eijiro still beneath him and the tang of his sweat and saliva still inside his mouth. Yeah, it's worth it, from those weak bucks of strong, narrow hips to the way he feels his boyfriend flexing under him as each contraction of his ass around the redhead's squishy, soft dick jolts him again. Not gonna get fucking expelled for fucking. Sheesh. Teenagers. Katsuki knows he's gonna wanna do it again anyways. If his stubborn refusal to take Kirishima's dick out of him is any indication.]
yeah? [The blonde arches a brow, semi-indignant that the redhead would even ask him that. Before leaning in for another kiss, letting his tongue wrap around Kirishima's between them in open-mouth kisses. Nothing at all like the shyer things the sharp-toothed boy had given earlier.] you think-- mah... dothisw- uh... do this with... someone I didn't? [Fingers in his hair again, raking down the side of his head for texture and pressure.] your damn body-- fuck, sostrong nghand h-hard. this... fuck... this stupid face of yours. [Using one hand, Katsuki captures Eijiro's chin and pulls his head closer, taking his mouth for his own in a hot kiss that drips saliva out the corner of their mouths, leaking across the redhead's cheeks as he makes out with him hotly for almost a minute before he lets it break, spit strands stretching between their tongues as he leans back just enough for that.] so hot... you're-- guh... fucking handsome, y-knowthat? [Could say more, dig into more detail, but between the sex they just had and all the ways Katsuki touched him and pulled him, and the fact he's not a big talker in the first place, to say nothing of their dirty talk mid-fucking, he's already said plenty. How the hell could Kirishima be surprised Bakugou found him sexy?]
noshit... you're the- ngh, fucker who did it. [Fucked his tight ass into this soft, squishy state that's still grabbing and swallowing at Kirishima's cock, as well as that added ball now. Hilarious reaction from his boyfriend when he pushed it in, but hey, did he really not thing Bakugou was gonna be greedy with him? His dick was slipping out so he opted to make up for it and stuff something else readily at hand in there. A god damn hot reward to see his lover's expression drifting back towards that horny state again. His own seems to match, brows furrowing and eyes lidding as his tongue sweeps across his lips, drunk on the pleasure coursing through him as Katsuki feels fuller again, not having to deal with that annoying empty feeling. Gonna find out all the things that turn his man on and hit him with it from time to time. But even now he can feel his own afterglow drooling along his body, telling him it'd be time to call it quits soon enough no matter how much fun he was having being a sex bully to his new boyfriend.]
Didn'think... heh... I'dletyago, that easily, huh. [Pressing with his knees, Bakugou arches up a little, rising above Kirishima's hips just enough he can feel that wet, slick drag of their conjoined mess squelch as they separated, hips and ass slowly peeling apart until there's a sliver of space between greedy skin. Stretching his boyfriend's limp dick and velvety sac as clear emission oozes down the pair towards Kirishima's groin. It's fucking lewd to see those red eyes staring down between them, eating up that perverted image of his ball and cock vanished up inside the blonde's squeezing ass. He doesn't stop lifting, however, knowing this is probably doing a god damn number of the other boy's pleasure center.] I can be greedy... fuck, I wanna keep going, Eijiro... all night.
[But he knows they can't. Even now most of that arousal is merely playing second fiddle to petulance. Of course it feels good, his sac and dick slopping around inside his tunnel. Only to start pulling more taut as Katsuki's hands drop to his boyfriend's stomach and lifts his hips higher. Softened cock dragging upward, ball tugging against the rim of his ass, soon nudging at the rounded mushroom of Eijiro's head. He wants to drop, wants to stuff him back up in there, ride him again until the other boy's howling and plowing him with all his strength. Back sloping so he can keep his head down against him, mouth never leaving within reach of an aggressive kiss or a lazy tongue fuck. Ears drinking in the sound of his groans. Those gentle motions, 'come here', pawing at the remaining nut dangling alone against his perineum, sparking more bits of pleasure through his hips and ass. Tugging until there's an obvious strain, his softened hole squeezing shut selfishly in a final attempt to keep him right here... until finally, with a filthy one-two splurch-plop, Katsuki tugs himself free, both orb and tip popping out of him and immediately flopping limply between Kirishima's thighs and against his soaking groin.]
Ah fuck... [There's the feeling. That instant relief of having expelled those fat privates, but swiftly replaced by the combination of emptiness having nothing to grasp and suck on and the new leaking sensation of his body dripping more of his boyfriend's come out of him. No longer blocked by the stubborn stuffage of Kirishima's manhood crammed into him and trapped there. Bakugou rests his forehead on the redhead's brow, eyes shut and breath coming in hotter pants. Annoyed, sated, uncomfortable, blissed out, relieved, wanting, but at least, finally, done. Another kiss nuzzles in for a second or two before the blonde drops his hips and slops back atop him, legs squeezing the boy's side weakly as he settles. God he feels filthy...] call me a 'perv' when you're the one who just dumped two loads in my ass. [And leans in to kiss him once more, making out with both heat and exhaustion until the need to breathe finally breaks their lips apart with a deep gasp.] fuck you, eijiro.
[Honestly, one of the best nights he's ever had in his life.]