[Don't make him kick you in the fucking face, Kirishima! Bakugou jams his elbow into the bed when the other boy hums, the vibration going right through his lips and rumbling against his ass.]
Fuck...
[He does end up dropping one foot on Kirishima's shoulder, still not pushing him off or letting go of his hair. That tongue wandering around his rim is a strange, but good sensation, the tight muscle pinching inward and his thighs flexing from the sensation of his friend's warm hand working up and down his dick. Slow, deliberate, and holy shit...]
I said... blow me... not fucking rim me...
[Doesn't exactly sound like he's complaining either.]
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Fuck...
[He does end up dropping one foot on Kirishima's shoulder, still not pushing him off or letting go of his hair. That tongue wandering around his rim is a strange, but good sensation, the tight muscle pinching inward and his thighs flexing from the sensation of his friend's warm hand working up and down his dick. Slow, deliberate, and holy shit...]
I said... blow me... not fucking rim me...
[Doesn't exactly sound like he's complaining either.]