[Bakugou smirks at the intense dragging on his fingers. He twines them back and forth in Kirishima's mouth, pinching his slippery tongue between his fingers, and rubs them against the edges of his sharp teeth. Yeah, he knows someone else could walk in and see, but at this late hour? Bakugou pulls his fingers out and reaches down, having to hike a leg to let his hand through Kirishima's thigh and his own, so he could reach the other hero's ass. Finds it, and traces the slick digits over the puckered hole.]
s'all good. i'm currently on limited net, but i'll be up and running as normal sun night