cantbreakmybody | Escape Captcha

Least until you want someone else to help your papers.

[Bakugou's still leaning back in the chair, not offering too much help with anything since he wants to see how Kirishima's going to handle all of this. At least he's not an ass enough to make it impossible and lifts his hips up so the other boy can have an easier time working his pants down. Low enough the hem of his boxer briefs comes into view.]

[Kirishima is too focused on the task at hand to attempt a response right now. Once Bakugou raises his hips, Kirishima seizes the opportunity. Switching sides back and forth as he diligently works them low enough for what he wants.

Which is to mouth at Bakugou’s cock through his boxers. Teasing him a little. He's so close to his goal.]

Mmmm... feels like you're enjoying yourself.

[Side to side. Bakugou smirks at his efforts, tilting his hips to further help him get the clothing down. Not like he wants to be trapped in these things for too much longer anyways. Obviously throbbing under the constriction of his boxer briefs, the blonde hisses softly when Kirishima starts to mouth at him through the material. Bastard... that feels good.]

What you think I'd be soft over this?

You really don't like it when I dirty talk you, huh?

[And yet if Bakugou were against it, Kirishima feels sure he'd have firmly shut it down by now. So his words are mostly teasing the way the blonde reacts.]

Don't worry. My mouth's about to be way too preoccupied to speak in a moment.

[He presses his nose through the opening of Bakugou's boxers, using it to work it open so he can get his mouth in there. It takes a little work, but he manages to get his lips directly on Bakugou's cock. And with a little maneuvering he frees it through that opening.

Success!!!

Kirishima eyes it hungrily, smirking up at the blonde. And then he's got the head in his mouth, sucking slowly on it, tongue running along the slit at the tip.]

When the fuck did I say that? [But between dirty talk and getting his dick in his mouth, there's an obvious preference. That said, he does indeed like the dirty talk. He's just being a brat because he can.]

That's kinda the intent. [Bakugou rests his chin on his fist as he watches Kirishima nuzzle through his fly, eyes lidding when he gets his mouth through the small hole and his lips finally find the skin of his dick. Takes a bit of work, but does manage to get it free and the blonde grins as his dick's left in the open in front of him.

Finally. That hungry look in Kirishima's eyes is amazing. And that smirk on his face.]

Fuck... yeah, explore it a little. Gimme some good fucking detail with that mouth.

[Kirishima takes his sweet time now that he's got his prize. He wants to give it his all and drive Bakugou crazy.

So he slowly eases his mouth down over Bakugou's cock. Taking just a little bit more every time he bobs his head back down. Pressing his tongue up against the underside as he moans around it. Low and needy.]

[Bakugou exhales again as that mouth wraps around his head and slowly starts to descend. Fuck, that's not a fair pace, and yet it feels really fucking good. This guy's going for the A+ all right. He slouches a bit further in his chair, teeth gritting as Kirishima presses his tongue against the underside and that moan vibrates around it with a tremor that goes right through his damn head.]

Holy shit...

[It's a prize in itself to get that reaction out of Bakugou Katsuki. Kirishima feels pride bloom in his chest.

He takes more into his mouth, sinking lower, gaze hazy and full of desire as he looks up at his friend through half-lidded eyes. And once he's worked his way down enough, he starts to hum as he bobs his head.

He's going to do everything he can to impress and satisfy the blonde.]

[He damn well should. Bakugou's not some unfeeling monster; his pleasure nerves work perfectly. But even with his pride wanting not to make certain faces or noises, Kirishima's mouth is making it damn hard to keep his body quiet.

More of his dick slides into the other boy's mouth and Bakugou presses his hands down on the seat edges, eyes lidding and lips parting with a soft breath. Holy fuck... It's even better with Kirishima kneeling naked in front of him like this.

That hum's insane and his dick twitches in the other boy's mouth.] Shit, you sure you haven't had practice?

[He can't exactly answer with a mouthful of dick. And he doesn't want to stop. So there's no answer to that question coming. Kirishima is pretty sure it's rhetorical anyway.

He just focuses on what he's doing. He has no intention of stopping until Bakugou comes. He starts picking up the pace now. Bobbing his head faster.]

[It's completely rhetorical. Bakugou doesn't want to stop him from that work he's doing. The way his lips are sliding around his cock and that suction dragging along his shaft. It's fucking amazing.

He'll get his answer later, when Kirishima has to come up for air.] Oh yeah? Not gonna stop huh... [He can feel that determination and sets his hand atop that spiky red head.]

Mnn...

[Absolutely not. He's giving his all.

Although he wishes he could get his hands on Bakugou too. Whether to stroke the base while he sucks on the head. Or to grab those hips and hold tight to brace himself better.

He doesn't give in to the temptation. Bakugou gave him an order. So he works his way up to it and then attempts to take him in all the way to the base. The first attempt has him gagging slightly.

Oops. Not as easy as he thought it would be. But he'll try again once he rallies himself.]

[Bakugou doesn't buck his hips despite wanting to. Especially when Kirishima starts to drop his mouth further along him. Taking him one inch at a time. Until he feels the head of his dick push into the plusher muscles at the back of his throat.

And then that gag. It's slight, but fuck is it a heady sensation. The way it flutters and grip at him. Bakugou gives his head a light push to encourage him, before patting Kirishima on the shoulder in indication.]

You can move your hands if you want.

[Kirishima doesn't need to be told twice. He starts by reaching up to gently encourage Bakugou to get a better grip on his hair. He hopes he gets the message across. Grab it. Pull it a little. Push him down again.

Then he grabs Bakugou's hips, holding fast. Which makes motion easier. He gears himself up, focusing on the feeling of that cock gliding between his lips, slick with saliva. Back and forth for several moments until he makes another attempt. This time he manages to get that cock into his throat.

Although he does gag again, throat convulsing, he doesn't back up. Taking a second to adjust before pulling back and going down again. Getting himself accustomed to the feeling. His eyes are starting to get a little glazed over.

He's so achingly hard... his own cock still untouched. But he ignores it in favor of digging his fingers slightly into Bakugou's hips. Just a little possessive.]

[Bakugou curls his fingers in his hair and then gives him a pull. Drags him right back up until his lips are around the head of his cock. And pushes him back down. Not hard enough to force it, but enough to encourage him to descend.

Working him down his shaft once more, using the grip on his hair to push him further and further. Those hands on his hips feel nice, even if they are interrupted by his damn pants still being mostly on. Gonna have to deal with that sooner or later. When he's not distracted by Kirishima's throat gripping around the head of his dick.

Bakugou hesitates, mostly because he wants to feel the way Kirishima's throat starts gripping and struggling around his cock when he gags like that. He lets him pull back slightly, not much, enough to try and get a breath around his dick.]

Hold your breath, Shitty Hair.

[And then shoves his head down, forcing his cock into the warm slick of his throat and down his gullet as far as he can get it. Pushing him until his chin's shoved against his balls and his lips and nose are pushing against the smooth surface of his Adonis belt.]

Swallow, don't try to fuck breathe, swallow and relax...

[Kirishima has a lot of trust in Bakugou. And it's never been more clear than now. He follows the order, holding his breath and swallowing around that intrusion.

It's rough and it feels good.

He relaxes, eyes flickered upwards as he waits with that hand atop his head. A small moan escaping, muffled. But he doesn't try to pull back. Doesn't struggle against the hand atop his head. Waiting to see if there's further instructions or if Bakugou's about to take control of this blow job and face-fuck him.]

[Bakugou might be flushed with that pleasure and the heady sensation of Kirishima taking his entire dick into his mouth, but his attention's still split between making sure his friend's handling it without discomfort (or at least a lot of discomfort) and feeling good.

As Kirishima relaxes, Bakugou exhales in a low groan and meets his eyes, tongue tracing between his teeth thanks to that small moan vibrating around his dick. Fingers curl, giving his friend's head a small scratch of approval. He doesn't face fuck him, simply holds him there until he feels Kirishima start to tense from the need to breathe. Then pulls him off completely.]

[Kirishima breathes in as he's pulled up, cock popping out of his mouth. A string of saliva and precum connecting his lips to Bakugou’s cock. He stares up at the blonde for a moment before raising one hand to swipe the string away, wiping his mouth.]

Proven I'm worth an A yet?

[Bakugou grunts when his dick pops out of the other boy's mouth, admiring the suck-swollen lips and Kirishima's flushed face. That stretch of drool between his mouth and his cock is fucking hot. Bakugou smirks at the question before rubbing the head of his dick against the other boy's lips.]

This is only worth a B. Not gonna get an A in this chair.

[Hoop after hoop to leap through. Kirishima is thoroughly enjoying it.]

How about in the bed? I've got more I can show you. Give you.

[It's gonna get better as the night goes on. Yeah. The night.]

Now you're talking about an A. How about you help me get these the rest of the way off?

[Bakugou nudges the hem of his pants with his thumbs.]

[He gets his hands on the waistband of Bakugou's pants and starts working them down. Easier with his hands for sure. And soon he's tossing them aside.

He takes a little initiative and hooks his arms under Bakugou's legs.]

Better hold on.

[Then he's rising to his feet, scooping Bakugou out of the chair. He plans to carry him to the bed if he can get away with it.]

How do you want me? Which part can I use to satisfy you?

[Bakugou arches his hips to let him have room for pulling his pants off his hips and down his legs. Gives one a kick to get it off his foot faster. Only to pause when he's about to get up. Mostly because someone just hooks his arms under his legs.]

Wha- THE FUCK?!

[He grabs at the side of the chair on instinct, but quickly shoves and uses the momentum to catch Kirishima around the neck via his arms, holding on and glaring at him.]

Don't just fucking pick me up, asshole!

[Kirishima just beams at him, moving to the bed and sitting him down. He's eager. Enthusiastic. He's excited to get closer. He chuckles as he leans into Bakugou's personal space, tone teasing. Although his eyes are all fiery desire.]

That's not an answer~ You want me to choose?

[He lets his tongue swipe between his lip. Looking like he wants to devour Bakugou. Maybe he sort of does. It doesn't really matter to him how this goes down. As long as it does.]

[Bakugou punches the fucking sunbeam on the top of his spikey red head. At least he's put down again, growling at him. This guy's all fucking eager and getting close to him. Not at all like the subservient lush kneeling between his legs.

And... he's not exactly sure which one he likes more right now. Settles for glaring at him, unable to avoid getting turned on by those burning eyes.]

Go ahead. Show me you got some fucking brain in there.

[Bakugou swallows as that tongue sweeps between the other boy's lips, eyes locking onto it. Damn, that's annoyingly attractive. Irritated, he pulls at his shirt.]

First... Take care of this.

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heads up i'll be slow today and half tomorrow. family shit. but i'll plug away as i can!

Same! I'm on cooking duty tonight!

What'd ya make?

So many things. Lol Easter insanity.

Potatoes?

Potatoes were part of it, yes!

Excellent!