[Bakugou's afterglow quickly tells him Kirishima's still got his damn finger inside him. But so long as he doesn't move it, it's tolerable. Oversensitive nerves keep telling him all the fucking details of his finger resting in his ass, as well as the lazy scrape of his hair against his thigh and the heat of his breath on his leg. All the tiny details of Kirishima lazing on his lap.
He gets his bearings, easing out of the afterglow and lifting his head up to scowl down at red nest of spikes sitting on his lap. Bastard... he was supposed to be the one in control.]
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He gets his bearings, easing out of the afterglow and lifting his head up to scowl down at red nest of spikes sitting on his lap. Bastard... he was supposed to be the one in control.]
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