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Date: 3/3/22 17:08 (UTC)ughā¦[Bakugouās 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, itās 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, thatās what he is. Exhausted, fucked, a mess, a fucking mess, literally. Afterglow from jerking off has never felt remotely this good and Katsukiās not sure how heās gonna get himself off by himself now. Heād 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 arenāt helping either, but he canāt be less satiated with the treatment. Each burst of āfeels goodā coming through from head to toe in crystal clarity. Yeah heās filthy, but itās Eijiroās mess heās 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 loverās pinkened face. Yeah he bitched at him. Look at the fucking state heās in! (Welcomed or not.) Kirishimaās 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 itās probably a bit of his own cum that landed up there.] Donāt fucking blame this on me, you stupid sexy beast. [Dunno what happened, his ass. They had sex! Thatās what happened! But it wasnāt just Eijiro who got driven crazy; Katsuki had the same accusation leveling at his boyfriend in his crimson gaze. Turned him onā¦ yeah. A soft-bitten lip is the redheadās payment for digging the blonde out of his neck. Soft pants continue to seep from his lips, littering the gentle āsplackā and āsmrchā of kissing with puffed āmnā and āahā ghosting across teeth and tongue. The hellād he expect, pulling him in for a light makeout while still giving shallow soft-dick grinds against his butt? He doesnāt 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 heroās 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 blondeās 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 Katsukiās torso to chisel up immediately as he arches backwards with a groan of pleasure.
Plugged back up once more, he sinks down on his boyfriendās 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 somethingā¦ oh rightā¦ a bath.] When Iā¦ fucking get doneā¦ with your hot dick, Eijiro. [Managing to mouth that against his lips as he wraps one hand around the back of his loverās head, pulling him up so he can kiss him good and hard, the other hand swinging back to join the redheadās 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.
Itās the utter coating of semen and Bakugoās 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 āplupā one of those big balls pushes in past his oozing ring and nuzzles up beside the redheadās soft shaft, both dick and ass making room for the new intrusion. Maybe that was also Katsukiās faultā¦ insatiable afterglow. Soaking muscle flexes and squelches around the rounded intruder, squishing his sac a little as the blondeās tunnel massages his ball and cock together in the same rubbing dance. Itās no anal bead proper, but probably isnāt doing any detriment to Kirishimaās pleasure eitherā¦ if his overstimulated nerves donāt set him off getting a nut inside his explosive lover.]
holy fuck- [Katsuki canāt tell if itās a gasp or a sharp bark of a laugh, grinding his forehead against his boyfriendās as he pulls him close.] how theā¦ hell does that not feel good, shitty hair? [Everywhere heās 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 canāt make it last too much longer, so heāll be greedy with the time they do have.] uh-.. uh-huhā¦ 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.]