[Don't mind it. He can handle his hand clunking on the ground. It wakes him up from his sexed-out stupor at least, forcing at least one of them to start making tracks for getting their bodies out of the shower. Hey, it's no easier for him to peel off Scott as it is for Scott to deal with getting dragged off either! Bakugo scowls at his companion's groan before finally scooting back enough to put some actual space between their chests and, more importantly, hips. Before Scott can flop all boneless on him again and remind the hero of how good he feels grinding all over the mutant's sexy naked body and... ENOUGH OF THAT, DAMMIT!!
Bakugo nudges both hands down between his sides and Scott's knees, spreads his fingers, and encourage the other teen to finally let go from his leg-lock latch. If he ends up bonking his heels or ankles on the shower floor in the process, too fucking back. At least he got his win! HA! ... And a lot more.]
Like hell I was! You were moaning all over the place! [Who the hell knows which of them was the louder in the heat of things, all panting and gasping with each other's names spilling out of their lips along with saliva and kisses. Bakugo grumbles to himself as he slowly tucks his knees and feet, working to get some feeling back in his lower legs going all pins and needles. Ugh... But he starts working on properly standing up again. At least so he can get some soap and shampoo to clean off.] Can you stand?
[With the nudge, a half-annoyed grumble comes from Scott's chest, but he slowly slides his legs away from Bakugo, lean muscle unwrapping from the other teen's muscled body before sliding back to his own in a slightly wobbly movement-- his ankles definitely end up scraping against the shower floor. Not painful, but it still makes the mutant grumble again, this time taking a few seconds to recover as he leans back on his hands and letting his body twitch and get sprayed by the still warm water above them.
One good thing about this casino. Never really runs out of hot water, at least not in this area.]
So were you. [No denying how much he was moaning and groaning when Bakugo sucked him off. Or toyed with his balls. Or touched his dick again. Yeah. But. If he's going to be called out for it, he's going to drag the other teen with him!! It's the right thing to do. Because as much stupid affection he has for him, he also has to tease him and piss him off. It's just how it is.
But with Bakugo getting up, Scott starts doing the same-- his pace increasing when he hears the question. Of course he can stand!! He's going to prove it.]
Of course I can. I'm not taken down that easily.
[He says that, with legs slowly pushing him up and straightening, but Bakugo may notice how Scott's placing one hand against the wall to help keep him upright-- at least for a few seconds.]
[It's a fucking magic-run world. Running out of anything is the entity's choice. Thankfully hot water isn't one of them. So far. Wouldn't put it past the damn thing to cut it one day in winter and force people to spoon together for warmth. At least until the fire-users among them boiled their own water and made hot baths. Bakugo did that a few times in the winter cabins. For bragging rights reasons.
He runs his hands over Scott's legs again, helping him unwind from his body for no impetus other than getting another feel in. Corded muscles in his thighs flexing with the pull, tendons under his knees tightening as his calves tensed with a scraping ankle on smooth tile. Feels good, the way his body slides along his own. Enough he almost regrets having to part ways. Almost... They've been in here long enough to get wrinkled.]
Urusei. [Don't drag him down with you, dammit! Bakugo tucks a foot under himself and pushes up, rising in the shower and stretching his arms over his head. Does it count he stood up before Scott? ... YES IT DOES!! Even after asking whether the mutant can stand or not, Bakugo doesn't bother offering a hand. Even though a pair of red eyes linger on the other boy's position, ready to drop an arm and catch him if it looks like Scott's gonna collapse or slip.]
Grab your towel. We're going back to my room. [Oh, did this just turn into a sleepover? Apparently, and Bakugo's not gonna take "no" for an answer.]
[They're definitely going to be all wrinkly soon. But. All in all? Fully worth it. Especially as he looks at the naked form of his friend for just a bit longer, appreciating once more how the water cascades down his muscles and scars until he remembers to keep his eyes focused on his.
Not realizing that Bakugo just won another competition, Scott keeps his hand planted against the wall for a few seconds longer before straightening up. His posture more solid and it doesn't look like his legs are going to give. Yeah, he'll definitely be fine. As if to prove it, he also stretches, arms rising above his head and pulling, before he bends his back as well, trying to stretch his limbs after sitting down on the floor with his legs curled around him.
He lowers one hand to his hip though, hearing the command.]
Wow, at least take me out to dinner first. [Small pause.] Another dinner.
[Yeah, he's fully messing with him. Bakugo's so fucking bossy... but Scott honestly finds it kind of fun in its own way. At least in this instance. He may not enjoy being bossed around all the time, but with his mind humming contently from their previous activities, and just that overall affection he has for him, he thinks it's okay this time.]
[Bakugo runs his hand through his hair, trying to wrack his brain for whether they actually bothered washing off in the shower already. Feels like it was a long time ago. Ugh. But he didn't regret a moment of it, glad Scott was able to get his thoughts off his chest and they had a talk about it. Albeit the blueballing part still pissed him off.
He watches Scott finally get his land legs under him again, lowering his arm once the mutant's on his feet and steady. Not gonna fall from this much mess, huh. Bakugo should be looking somewhere else... but nope, once Scott stretches his arms over his head and pulls his toned figure taut, his eyes go right there, whether he likes it or not. Shit... Had to throw in an arched back at the same time. Bastard's not even aware he's doing this on purpose!]
I've already taken you to dinner, dork! [Ugh, don't downplay his gesture! Bakugo turns and stalks out of the shower, grabbing his towel from the rack with a husk of material. Bastard. But Scott agreed. Mostly. He assumes. He'd better have! ... Tch, at least he knows he'll sleep well tonight.]
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Date: 5/30/25 00:23 (UTC)Bakugo nudges both hands down between his sides and Scott's knees, spreads his fingers, and encourage the other teen to finally let go from his leg-lock latch. If he ends up bonking his heels or ankles on the shower floor in the process, too fucking back. At least he got his win! HA! ... And a lot more.]
Like hell I was! You were moaning all over the place! [Who the hell knows which of them was the louder in the heat of things, all panting and gasping with each other's names spilling out of their lips along with saliva and kisses. Bakugo grumbles to himself as he slowly tucks his knees and feet, working to get some feeling back in his lower legs going all pins and needles. Ugh... But he starts working on properly standing up again. At least so he can get some soap and shampoo to clean off.] Can you stand?
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Date: 6/1/25 14:49 (UTC)One good thing about this casino. Never really runs out of hot water, at least not in this area.]
So were you. [No denying how much he was moaning and groaning when Bakugo sucked him off. Or toyed with his balls. Or touched his dick again. Yeah. But. If he's going to be called out for it, he's going to drag the other teen with him!! It's the right thing to do. Because as much stupid affection he has for him, he also has to tease him and piss him off. It's just how it is.
But with Bakugo getting up, Scott starts doing the same-- his pace increasing when he hears the question. Of course he can stand!! He's going to prove it.]
Of course I can. I'm not taken down that easily.
[He says that, with legs slowly pushing him up and straightening, but Bakugo may notice how Scott's placing one hand against the wall to help keep him upright-- at least for a few seconds.]
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Date: 6/1/25 22:43 (UTC)He runs his hands over Scott's legs again, helping him unwind from his body for no impetus other than getting another feel in. Corded muscles in his thighs flexing with the pull, tendons under his knees tightening as his calves tensed with a scraping ankle on smooth tile. Feels good, the way his body slides along his own. Enough he almost regrets having to part ways. Almost... They've been in here long enough to get wrinkled.]
Urusei. [Don't drag him down with you, dammit! Bakugo tucks a foot under himself and pushes up, rising in the shower and stretching his arms over his head. Does it count he stood up before Scott? ... YES IT DOES!! Even after asking whether the mutant can stand or not, Bakugo doesn't bother offering a hand. Even though a pair of red eyes linger on the other boy's position, ready to drop an arm and catch him if it looks like Scott's gonna collapse or slip.]
Grab your towel. We're going back to my room. [Oh, did this just turn into a sleepover? Apparently, and Bakugo's not gonna take "no" for an answer.]
start wrapping up? :>
Date: 6/3/25 00:05 (UTC)Not realizing that Bakugo just won another competition, Scott keeps his hand planted against the wall for a few seconds longer before straightening up. His posture more solid and it doesn't look like his legs are going to give. Yeah, he'll definitely be fine. As if to prove it, he also stretches, arms rising above his head and pulling, before he bends his back as well, trying to stretch his limbs after sitting down on the floor with his legs curled around him.
He lowers one hand to his hip though, hearing the command.]
Wow, at least take me out to dinner first. [Small pause.] Another dinner.
[Yeah, he's fully messing with him. Bakugo's so fucking bossy... but Scott honestly finds it kind of fun in its own way. At least in this instance. He may not enjoy being bossed around all the time, but with his mind humming contently from their previous activities, and just that overall affection he has for him, he thinks it's okay this time.]
it's a good place to wrap!
Date: 6/3/25 14:51 (UTC)He watches Scott finally get his land legs under him again, lowering his arm once the mutant's on his feet and steady. Not gonna fall from this much mess, huh. Bakugo should be looking somewhere else... but nope, once Scott stretches his arms over his head and pulls his toned figure taut, his eyes go right there, whether he likes it or not. Shit... Had to throw in an arched back at the same time. Bastard's not even aware he's doing this on purpose!]
I've already taken you to dinner, dork! [Ugh, don't downplay his gesture! Bakugo turns and stalks out of the shower, grabbing his towel from the rack with a husk of material. Bastard. But Scott agreed. Mostly. He assumes. He'd better have! ... Tch, at least he knows he'll sleep well tonight.]