[Kirishima slips an arm between Bakugou's back and the mattress. Testing to see if he's allowed to hold him. He presses eagerly against Bakugou's thigh, rolling his hips.
Maybe he should be a little bit embarrassed to be humping his friend's leg, but he's not. He's too busy enjoying it all. The heat of their bodies. The way Bakugou is also clearly enjoying this.
His tongue pushes against Bakugou's, rolling over it as he explores his mouth. He vaguely wonders if Bakugou can taste himself on his tongue. Bitter and salty. That thought almost pushes him over. He probably won't last long with how wound up he is...
Probably better they're doing this before Kirishima could get inside him... taking the edge off first means he'll last longer in the next round.]
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Maybe he should be a little bit embarrassed to be humping his friend's leg, but he's not. He's too busy enjoying it all. The heat of their bodies. The way Bakugou is also clearly enjoying this.
His tongue pushes against Bakugou's, rolling over it as he explores his mouth. He vaguely wonders if Bakugou can taste himself on his tongue. Bitter and salty. That thought almost pushes him over. He probably won't last long with how wound up he is...
Probably better they're doing this before Kirishima could get inside him... taking the edge off first means he'll last longer in the next round.]