[That was the fucking goal right now. Bakugou tents his knee slightly, pressing his thigh up against his friend's dick and rubbing up and down between his legs. He's definitely rubbing against Kirishima, breath heating up as he starts to tangle with his partner. Arms around his body, legs hooked around his waist and slotted between his strong limbs. Wanting to feel and make out for a while more.]
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