[then he's taking it! twisting his tongue around leona's in a sloppy loop before shoving it down into the wet behind their teeth. mindful of a sharp canine fang so he doesn't nick the prince's tongue on his own tooth. wonder how many time that happened when the lion was a cub. such a difference between the light roughness of leona's topside compared to how glassy smooth on the underside. half the reason bakugo even checked on the rasp level is because he knows leona's not popping on fake ears and tail.
kinda makes him all the more glad he was shoving is own longer-than-normal tongue down the man's throat when he was part dragon all those months ago. as long as this man's beneath him and half-pinned by one strong hand to his shoulder, bakugo's growling in pride and pleasure while wrangling on the couch. he has every intention of driving this lazy dick into the cushions until their motions threaten the fucking furniture stability. just because he wants to see leona take the initiative doesn't mean he's gonna roll over and show his belly immediately.
a grunt puffs between their lips, cheeks ballooning for a second before deflating with a wet leak. palm to his abs and his stomach wall hardens up in bricks instantly thanks to those damn claws deliberately rrrrrrrrip down the front of his shirt and into his pants.] Oy! You're gonna pay for those, asshole.
[snarling into leona's mouth because he's too damn greedy to break the kiss and really yell. boxer briefs snap open as elastic shreds under the man's claws, fly falling apart in annoyingly-efficient shreds around his throbbing arousal. how many times has leona carved someone out of their damn clothes before? bakugo drops his forehead onto the beastman's, spiky bangs puncturing into brown strands as easily as that warm brown hand's stroking his dick.] F- fuck-!
[ he's thankful for that tongue, more than pleased to have something a little different stuffed inside of his mouth. yeah it might be going deeper than he expected but what is leona kingscholar other than flexible when it counts the most? but he's not going to let him think he's going to have him on the ropes... not now, not on his territory! he let the blonde in. he could've left him stay out on the doorstep. so just let him do what he wants or asks for and they'd be golden. right???
wrong. absolutely wrong. but it'd be cute if bakugo showed him a little belly... ]
Nothin' I can't afford. [ he snorts, grinning. he's got his mouth back for a moment or two. ] And if that's somethin' ya want, I'm more than happy to give it to ya.
[ as long as he's got the other guy by the dick, right? his forehead bumps into bakugo's as he strokes him, slow and long ones that allow him to squeeze as he gets to the head and even firmer when goes down to the base. ]
[if leona had been anything but strong and flexible when it counted, bakugou would've ditched his tailed ass a long time ago. since their first tangle in the sheets, he'd decided to keep an eye on the prince, if only to make sure he wasn't getting himself screwed over in the bad way. would he help him if he did? ... not without yelling and taunting at him for needing his aid. HA! as if bakugou gives a shit about "territory" for anyone. he'll champion over his challenger no matter where they are! and winning when someone thinks they have home advantage is even better. pinning leona to his own couch and fucking the lion straight to the floor sounds amazing.]
Bastard. [sparks pop and snap around one hand like an angry sparkler ready to combust. so tempted to blast leona's clothes clean off his body! let him buy in bulk! but when offered a personal request? bakugou's lips quirk at the corner in a smug grin.] I'll hold you to that.
[straight from the prince's pocket. he drops his head against leona's, a low breath rushing out as fingers wander over his member. precum seeps already, slicking the lion's fingers and turning his palm a syrupy mess as he works his proverbial pump. bakugou presses another kiss firmly to his mouth, tongues twisting as he shoves one hand into leona's pants, working on his own clothes.]
[ he knows bakugo will hold him to anything he does, anything he says. someone has to hold him accountable around here that isn't a familiar face from home! if it has to be this blonde, then... he'll accept it. someone who'll keep challenging him, who'll match his arousal with a heated passion that speaks directly to him. he wants power, he wants strength to rub up against. it's intoxicating.
if bakugo is able to cleanly explode his clothes off and not blemish his skin, he'd be pretty impressed, but if he can even focus that hard and long on something that isn't whatever is long and hard between them... in each other's hands, even? now that's showing off a solid mettle.
but can he withstand leona giving him a different kind of attention? one they haven't shared yet? it wouldn't be very princely of leona to never change things up. bakugo should be prepared for anything. the beastman has been taking advantage of that familiar coating to get those digits of his nice and prepped, because he's not going to act slowly. he's not going to let bakugo have a clue. after enough pumps, he slips that hand further and in between those firm cheeks so he can press fingers right into his hole. ]
[like hell does he want to deal with someone flippant and weak, always going back on words and feelings. leona's strong and driven, even if he's lazy and embittered. there's more to this damn lion and he's gonna hold him to his word and actions even if he has to drag him to his feet! or in this case, pin his tan butt to the couch and kiss his fanged mouth sloppy breathless. sucking in his air and tonguing over white teeth until liquid slips between their lips.
aa, it's not the skill he lacks, but focus. doesn't wanna bother lifting his own chest up, to say nothing of his hips, long enough to blast leona's shirt free. too busy being distracted with a rasping tongue twisting around his own and the beastman's weighted body heat pressing into his own. a hand wrapped around his member, his own fingers gripping leona's throbbing mast. ask him again in a few more minutes... when impatience is risin-
oy. red eyes widen as fingers suddenly abandon his dick and swing around, leaving a wet trail across his pelvis, smears over his ass cheeks, and plunges-] Fuck! Dammit, say something next time! [shouts the guy trying to tongue leona's fucking tonsils. heat seizes up around the lion's fingers, ribbon smooth abruptly seizing into hilly flexes as his dick jumps against his own hand.]
[ hey, if he wants to drag him places... leona would love to finally be the one getting tossed around like a kitten looking for fun! ]
Tch. Why would I wanna do that.
[ he's got a strong, muscled hole to work with. that's something leona wants to take advantage of. did he really catch bakugo off-guard that much? does he really think the beastman was going to continue to just let things go the way they usually did? at least he didn't shove them up rudely, he's giving the other guy some time to get used to those thick digits of his. ]
You've been wantin' something like this, right? Com'mon.
[ he goes up to one knuckle before crossing his fingers, spreading bakugo with that slight motion alone. ]
[depends on the places leona's gonna tolerate getting dragged to. beak. talon. chickadees. red cardinal. not gonna haul his ass to the swan or the vale; leona's already at the latter a lot.]
You wanna get bitten? [bakugo's breath husks hard and hot at the lion's neck, threatening to do exactly that. he might not have glistening fangs like the beastman, but he's got a hell of a chomp!
if leona told him he was gonna shove them in, he'd probably have gotten snarled at for bothering to warn him. good on him for up and doing it. fingers tighten around the man's shoulders and on the pillow beside his head. internal muscles clench, squeezing leona's digits together as he slowly moves them inside his body. bakugo rolls his shoulders as he adjusts to the sensation, red eyes glaring hot down into the green irises below him.]
Didn't think you knew how to make the first move. [taunting him, only to catch his breath as both fingers twisted and spread him open a bit more. fuck, different from someone spreading their fingers open.] I'm kinda impressed.
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Date: 12/2/25 03:07 (UTC)kinda makes him all the more glad he was shoving is own longer-than-normal tongue down the man's throat when he was part dragon all those months ago. as long as this man's beneath him and half-pinned by one strong hand to his shoulder, bakugo's growling in pride and pleasure while wrangling on the couch. he has every intention of driving this lazy dick into the cushions until their motions threaten the fucking furniture stability. just because he wants to see leona take the initiative doesn't mean he's gonna roll over and show his belly immediately.
a grunt puffs between their lips, cheeks ballooning for a second before deflating with a wet leak. palm to his abs and his stomach wall hardens up in bricks instantly thanks to those damn claws deliberately rrrrrrrrip down the front of his shirt and into his pants.] Oy! You're gonna pay for those, asshole.
[snarling into leona's mouth because he's too damn greedy to break the kiss and really yell. boxer briefs snap open as elastic shreds under the man's claws, fly falling apart in annoyingly-efficient shreds around his throbbing arousal. how many times has leona carved someone out of their damn clothes before? bakugo drops his forehead onto the beastman's, spiky bangs puncturing into brown strands as easily as that warm brown hand's stroking his dick.] F- fuck-!
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Date: 12/7/25 04:05 (UTC)wrong. absolutely wrong. but it'd be cute if bakugo showed him a little belly... ]
Nothin' I can't afford. [ he snorts, grinning. he's got his mouth back for a moment or two. ] And if that's somethin' ya want, I'm more than happy to give it to ya.
[ as long as he's got the other guy by the dick, right? his forehead bumps into bakugo's as he strokes him, slow and long ones that allow him to squeeze as he gets to the head and even firmer when goes down to the base. ]
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Date: 12/8/25 03:44 (UTC)Bastard. [sparks pop and snap around one hand like an angry sparkler ready to combust. so tempted to blast leona's clothes clean off his body! let him buy in bulk! but when offered a personal request? bakugou's lips quirk at the corner in a smug grin.] I'll hold you to that.
[straight from the prince's pocket. he drops his head against leona's, a low breath rushing out as fingers wander over his member. precum seeps already, slicking the lion's fingers and turning his palm a syrupy mess as he works his proverbial pump. bakugou presses another kiss firmly to his mouth, tongues twisting as he shoves one hand into leona's pants, working on his own clothes.]
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Date: 12/15/25 15:05 (UTC)if bakugo is able to cleanly explode his clothes off and not blemish his skin, he'd be pretty impressed, but if he can even focus that hard and long on something that isn't whatever is long and hard between them... in each other's hands, even? now that's showing off a solid mettle.
but can he withstand leona giving him a different kind of attention? one they haven't shared yet? it wouldn't be very princely of leona to never change things up. bakugo should be prepared for anything. the beastman has been taking advantage of that familiar coating to get those digits of his nice and prepped, because he's not going to act slowly. he's not going to let bakugo have a clue. after enough pumps, he slips that hand further and in between those firm cheeks so he can press fingers right into his hole. ]
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Date: 12/15/25 22:01 (UTC)aa, it's not the skill he lacks, but focus. doesn't wanna bother lifting his own chest up, to say nothing of his hips, long enough to blast leona's shirt free. too busy being distracted with a rasping tongue twisting around his own and the beastman's weighted body heat pressing into his own. a hand wrapped around his member, his own fingers gripping leona's throbbing mast. ask him again in a few more minutes... when impatience is risin-
oy. red eyes widen as fingers suddenly abandon his dick and swing around, leaving a wet trail across his pelvis, smears over his ass cheeks, and plunges-] Fuck! Dammit, say something next time! [shouts the guy trying to tongue leona's fucking tonsils. heat seizes up around the lion's fingers, ribbon smooth abruptly seizing into hilly flexes as his dick jumps against his own hand.]
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Date: 12/18/25 18:51 (UTC)Tch. Why would I wanna do that.
[ he's got a strong, muscled hole to work with. that's something leona wants to take advantage of. did he really catch bakugo off-guard that much? does he really think the beastman was going to continue to just let things go the way they usually did? at least he didn't shove them up rudely, he's giving the other guy some time to get used to those thick digits of his. ]
You've been wantin' something like this, right? Com'mon.
[ he goes up to one knuckle before crossing his fingers, spreading bakugo with that slight motion alone. ]
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Date: 12/28/25 00:32 (UTC)You wanna get bitten? [bakugo's breath husks hard and hot at the lion's neck, threatening to do exactly that. he might not have glistening fangs like the beastman, but he's got a hell of a chomp!
if leona told him he was gonna shove them in, he'd probably have gotten snarled at for bothering to warn him. good on him for up and doing it. fingers tighten around the man's shoulders and on the pillow beside his head. internal muscles clench, squeezing leona's digits together as he slowly moves them inside his body. bakugo rolls his shoulders as he adjusts to the sensation, red eyes glaring hot down into the green irises below him.]
Didn't think you knew how to make the first move. [taunting him, only to catch his breath as both fingers twisted and spread him open a bit more. fuck, different from someone spreading their fingers open.] I'm kinda impressed.