[Bakugou claps a hand to the side of Kirishima's ass to stop him from squirming around above him (and to cop a feel of said ass). He hums at the question, glancing down to meet the redhead's eyes burning at him from across the muscular cavern of their inverted torsos.
And then deliberately, without breaking eye contact, traces his down down the length of his dick again. How's that for an answer?
Bakugou keeps going, drawing his head back so he can run his tongue along the other hero's balls. Licking one, then the other, batting them a few times before tempting to suck one into his mouth. Broken a few times by a soft grunt or moan as those fingers keep working him open.]
A little. [So he's not straining his neck as much.]
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And then deliberately, without breaking eye contact, traces his down down the length of his dick again. How's that for an answer?
Bakugou keeps going, drawing his head back so he can run his tongue along the other hero's balls. Licking one, then the other, batting them a few times before tempting to suck one into his mouth. Broken a few times by a soft grunt or moan as those fingers keep working him open.]
A little. [So he's not straining his neck as much.]