[Don't you dare gloat at him! He's not afraid to throw down immediately after a throw down and break that shitty tie! Goddamn brat. No wonder he likes Scott so much. If he was a weak-spined wuss, Bakugo wouldn't have half the fun with him he does. He clicks his tongue in annoyance. Shit. Hoped those swimtrunks would splat the mutant right in his face and give him a laugh. Oh well. He's getting a kiss "splatted" onto his face instead. Wet, hard, long, probably messy enough it risks starting something else... before Bakugo breaks it and shoves away into the water.
Enough of those feelings buzzing in his chest. Caught between hot sun and cold water, the blonde swims for his jet ski, pushing burgeoning thoughts to the side. Deal with them later. Not something he wants to voice to Scott any time soon. Until he's had his own chance to review them.
While Scott gets his trunks back on and climbs onto his jet ski, Bakugo mounts his own machine's seat with a wet slop of his legs, then revs the engine a few times once it purrs to lie.]
Last one there takes it up the ass tonight.
[*SMIRK*
Yeah, he couldn't leave their tie alone. Whoever wins, they're both gonna enjoy it. Once Scott's beside him and ready, he guns the motor and takes off.]
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Date: 8/27/25 00:24 (UTC)[Don't you dare gloat at him! He's not afraid to throw down immediately after a throw down and break that shitty tie! Goddamn brat. No wonder he likes Scott so much. If he was a weak-spined wuss, Bakugo wouldn't have half the fun with him he does. He clicks his tongue in annoyance. Shit. Hoped those swimtrunks would splat the mutant right in his face and give him a laugh. Oh well. He's getting a kiss "splatted" onto his face instead. Wet, hard, long, probably messy enough it risks starting something else... before Bakugo breaks it and shoves away into the water.
Enough of those feelings buzzing in his chest. Caught between hot sun and cold water, the blonde swims for his jet ski, pushing burgeoning thoughts to the side. Deal with them later. Not something he wants to voice to Scott any time soon. Until he's had his own chance to review them.
While Scott gets his trunks back on and climbs onto his jet ski, Bakugo mounts his own machine's seat with a wet slop of his legs, then revs the engine a few times once it purrs to lie.]
Last one there takes it up the ass tonight.
[*SMIRK*
Yeah, he couldn't leave their tie alone. Whoever wins, they're both gonna enjoy it. Once Scott's beside him and ready, he guns the motor and takes off.]