[Those sounds go straight to his dick. Bakugou sounds better than any porno Kirishima has watched. Feels perfect clenched around his cock like this. Kirishima feels like he's losing his mind from pleasure.
He can't help the way his hips snap forward quicker, driving his cock into Bakugou. The way his balls bounce against the blonde's ass. He leans further over him, lips latching onto that pale throat as he pistons into him. Mouthing hungrily over soft skin.
[Not that he watches that much porn, but Kirishima's voice is knocking those sounds and images right out of his damn might. Why the fuck would he need porn if he's got Kirishima fucking into him, touching him, panting like this? Spreading him open and thrusting so deep inside him, he feels like he's going into his stomach.
Bakugou tosses his head back on the sheets, crying out behind his hand as Kirishima snaps his hips forward and picks up the pace. Torn between the pistoning glide of his cock into his ass and the heady sensation of his balls slapping against his skin. God he's going so hard at him. Leaning over, hitching his legs higher in the air, leaving Bakugou yelling in surprise and pleasure.
He abandons his mouth and grabs at the sheets beside his head, fisting there as his other hand slaps against Kirishima's shoulder to hold on tight.]
[Kirishima picks a spot on Bakugou's collarbone and focuses his attention there, sucking against the skin. Maybe it's a little... forward to be leaving his mark on Bakugou's neck. Like he's marking his territory. Isn't that exactly what it is?
But he keeps it low enough to be hidden by Bakugou's collar. Mindful that his friend may not want anyone knowing what he's been up to. That should be Bakugou's choice.
The whole time, he's still pounding into Bakugou. And God, he's getting close. He pulls his mouth away from Bakugou's neck, his face now hovering close to the blonde's. He swallows hard at seeing those gorgeous expressions up close. Hearing those glorious moans.]
[Bakugou's fingers slip on the sweat beating at Kirishima's shoulders and he has to grab him again, smearing the fluid across his skin. Feels like the other teen's sucking a damn hole above his collar. Somewhere he should be bitching about him leaving a mark, but his mouth's too busy trying to suck air into his lungs. Not like he isn't leaving some red marks on Kirishima's shoulders as he grabs at him, not enough to sting or cut, but they'll probably be visible for a few minutes afterwards.
Bucking and bouncing on the bed, Bakugou tries clinging to Kirishima with one arm, legs unable to keep a firm lock around the other boy for more than a few seconds. Panting and gasping, he stares up at his friend through lust-blown eyes hovering over him, tongue sliding against his teeth. God... Kirishima looks gorgeous like this. Wants to kiss him. Can't move his damn head.]
I... In... fuck... In-side... [Doesn't even fucking hesitate. He knows what he wants.]
Desperate. Frantic. Needy. Kirishima feels every bit those things as he edges closer to release. He feels those nails scraping at his skin and he knows they won't last nearly long enough. He'll have to make sure Bakugou gets a chance to leave better marks on him. Darker. Longer lasting.
But that can be addressed later. For now he pours his all into getting them both to the finish line. The room filled with the sounds of flesh against flesh and the pleasure they're both feeling. And then... he's there. With one final thrust he's over the edge.]
[Probably a hickey or something if he could get his mouth on his damn neck. Bakugou's not thinking much of anything right now, save for how damn good Kirishima's feels, the steady slam of his hips against his ass, his cock thrusting inside him. Fucking hot, arms and legs holding onto him as their bodies move on the bed.
Faster, harder, more frantic, the rhythmic pace stuttering as he feels himself clenching up all around Kirishima. Fuck-! Bakugou immediately wraps his legs around his friend's hips, knotting his ankles just to pull him in even harder. Rams him inside as deep as possible wen Kirishima thickens and-]
Kirishima!
[Yelling his name as he comes inside him, pushing Bakugou over the edge as well and sending him coming all over their chests and stomachs.]
Kirishima pauses to catch his breath, holding position and letting himself bask in it for just a little bit.
Then, with a soft groan, he lowers Bakugou's legs and very carefully pulls out. His arms suddenly ache from holding them up and he can only imagine how uncomfortable Bakugou's position was. Instead, he lets himself settle, resting on top of his friend, between his legs. He folds one arm on Bakugou's chest, head pillowed on it, giving his friend a dopey grin. He raises the other hand to brush some sweat-damp hair out of Bakugou's face.]
[That sensation's unreal. Heat pumping inside him with each spurt, Kirishima's dick throbbing and pulsing, filling him up. Bakugou stays right where he is, holding onto the other boy as the orgasmic rush slowly begins to ease off into that hazy afterglow. Legs sliding off his friend's body, dangling over his arms before Kirishima lowers them to the bed. Feet hit first, then slide down as his legs flop boneless on the bedsheets. Fuck...
He groans as Kirishima drags himself out, his asshole immediately clenching inward as some white oozes back out of it and drools down Bakugou's ass. Contrary his position wasn't all that uncomfortable? Legs a bit numb from bouncing around up there, but not in a bad way. His lower back's gonna be sore tomorrow, but Bakugou still pulls an arm around Kirishima's shoulders as he drops down atop him. Settles down...
Bakugou lets his head fall to the side, panting as his chest heaves up and down with his breathes. Only opening his eyes as a warm hand brushing at his bangs. Baring his forehead for a rare moment.] Fuck...
[Kirishima hums, watching him with soft, warm, hazy eyes. His body worn out in the best way. So satisfied and contented. Since he's being allowed to brush the hair aside without complaint, he trails that hand down Bakugou's cheek too. Tender and affectionate. Then he drops his hand onto Bakugou's shoulder.]
[Bakugou finally rolls his head back to look down at Kirishima, all propped on his chest and grinning at him with those pretty, hazy eyes. He drops a hand on his friend's shoulder, rubbing once or twice before letting it flop onto the bed beside them. Might try to nip at his fingers when he runs his hand down his cheek. So vicious.]
[Kirishima chuckles at the nipping. It's fine. He doesn't mind. If anything he just looks even fonder of the other teen over his biting.]
Good. I think you wore me out. I'm tired. I should probably clean up though...
[He's reluctant to move. He's feeling sleepy and warm and comfortable. He really just wants to wrap around Bakugou and sleep. But he knows they won't be comfortable sleeping covered in slowly drying cum.
Actually...]
Want to sleep in my room? Since your sheets need to be washed?
[Then he bites his finger. The sappier look gets a glare, but Bakugou feels too good to really get pissed at him about it. He flicks his tongue over his fingers once or twice (definitely not like he's soothing the bites) and lets them go.]
This is enough to wear you out, huh?
[While he's lying here without any intention of moving out from under Kirishima. The warm and sleepy part is creeping over him as well, though he has a low tolerance for extended cuddling...
Someone's got to bring up that point and Katsuki makes a face.] Unless you're planning on getting a shower first, there's no fucking point.
[At the very least he wants to wipe them both off the best he can. So once he knows where the tissues are he'll reluctantly pull away to do that. Before flopping down beside Bakugou and tossing an arm over him.
At least let him cuddle a little bit? He's definitely staying put here either way. Even if he's not allowed to cuddle.]
[They should just go wipe off in the bathroom... Bakugou finally grumbles and grabs a towel from beside his bed. Then tosses it at him. He has tissues, but they're on his desk, and that requires getting up.
This way Kirishima can at least stay in bed and wipe them down without losing too much contact. He helps with some body movements, but otherwise lets his friend clean them up. Bed's damp. Gross...
[Kirishima isn't dumb enough to voice that he thinks the attitude is cute right now. He just had his dick in Bakugou’s ass and the blonde is still being his usual grumpy self. And there's just something... charming about how nothing really changes Bakugou. He knows exactly who he is and he won't compromise that.
Kirishima yawns and tucks close for now, closing his eyes. He knows Bakugou won't tolerate cuddling for long. So he basks in being given the opportunity while it lasts.]
[He's been knocked through a building and still come out swearing and angry. This isn't going to change him at all! Except maybe make him realize he wouldn't mind doing it again. And that it's going to lead to a slight stiff walk tomorrow as his ass protests that dick being in it. But for now, he's left lying beside Kirishima, eyes lidded as he gazes up at the ceiling and contemplates on wet sheets against his back and legs. And under his hips. The leaking feeling is so fucking weird...
At least Bakugou tolerate the cuddling, one arm wrapped lazily around Kirishima's shoulders and his head tilted to the side to rest against his friend's. Just for a little bit, this is fine.]
[Oh. That head resting against his is kind of a heart-melt moment. And probably for the first time--Kirishima isn't the quickest to figure things out--he kind of realizes this has potential to be more than sex?
He kind of blasted into this with three thoughts; I like Bakugou, We can knock each other around a bit and Bakugou's hot.
Now that I Like Bakugou feels more like I Like Bakugou and maybe he likes me? And yes this should have been a realization he had when Bakugou made it clear he was keeping Kirishima, but look. Listen. Kirishima's a himbo, okay? Strong, a bit slow and drinks his respect women juice.
The point is he's caught up now. And he's not likely to push to put a name on this thing they're doing. As long as they're on the same page it's all good.
But he might see if he can get Bakugou on like. A proper date at some point. Without labeling it as such.]
[Bakugou lingers in the afterglow, feeling warm and not as wet or sticky, slowly regaining his strength and breath back as he rests. Fingers and thumb lazily rubbing at Kirishima's shoulder as he drifts. It does feel nice... something to repeat.
The blonde's mind is far less sappy and only starts to really think things about what they're going to do next. Get a rinse off, get ready for bed, end up sleeping here, does he have his work done, should he blow it off...
...does Kirishima really need help with his book report?
It wouldn't be unexpected for a himbo to come playing with the schoolwork for sex deal and then after pretending it was all a joke and leading into the actual sex, at the end, reveal that, you know, he kinda does have this little project.
Certainly not thinking about how he just had sex with his friend and what that means for their future and what that makes them and all that shit like dates and liking and fucking in the future and other distracting ideas.]
[There is no book report. Is there homework? Yes. But Kirishima isn't going to think of that until morning when he'll freak out and try to cobble something together last minute.
Right now he's feeling totally zen. He won't be the first to move. That's for sure. He's perfectly happy to just fall asleep right now even though they really need to get cleaned up better.]
[That's what he expected. Bakugou's going to do nothing except kick him in the ass if they happen to sleep together and he's woken up by Kirishima screaming. Then again, he'll be up before the other boy, so it's a moot point.
That said... Bakugou's probably going to fall asleep as well, resting with him. At least for an hour or two. Not long enough to fuck up his sleep schedule later tonight, but definitely enough to wake up real gross when he does. But Kirishima's annoyingly comfortable to sleep beside.]
Sorry for the wait! Game stuff and real life happened.
[Kirishima sleeps like a rock. Unsurprisingly. When Bakugou stirs, he's reluctant to wake up. But he's also pretty gross right now. It doesn't stop him from greeting his friend with a smile as he peels himself away.
Yup. All sticky and gross.]
Think it might be shower time. You think anyone else is using the baths right now?
[Bakugou shifts before waking up and almost immediately feeling the mess all over him. Dried, tacky, gross. He makes a face at it before pushing at Kirishima as he pulls up. Ugh. This feeling. Knew he should've made them get up and wash off!]
You fucking think?! [Grumbling, he sits up, tensing as his ass decides to protest the action. And leak a little more thanks to gravity.] Ugh, gross...
If they are, kick them out.
Not bad stuff! Just getting settled in one for the first time in a long time. I'm at Kaisou.
[Kirishima's eyes drift down and quickly back up. He uhh... probably shouldn't be turned on by the idea of his cum leaking out of Bakugou right now. So he tries not to think about it.]
Want me to go ahead and check it out?
Yeah I was out of games for a long time myself. Never heard of Kaisou.
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He can't help the way his hips snap forward quicker, driving his cock into Bakugou. The way his balls bounce against the blonde's ass. He leans further over him, lips latching onto that pale throat as he pistons into him. Mouthing hungrily over soft skin.
This is a hell of a workout.]
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Bakugou tosses his head back on the sheets, crying out behind his hand as Kirishima snaps his hips forward and picks up the pace. Torn between the pistoning glide of his cock into his ass and the heady sensation of his balls slapping against his skin. God he's going so hard at him. Leaning over, hitching his legs higher in the air, leaving Bakugou yelling in surprise and pleasure.
He abandons his mouth and grabs at the sheets beside his head, fisting there as his other hand slaps against Kirishima's shoulder to hold on tight.]
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But he keeps it low enough to be hidden by Bakugou's collar. Mindful that his friend may not want anyone knowing what he's been up to. That should be Bakugou's choice.
The whole time, he's still pounding into Bakugou. And God, he's getting close. He pulls his mouth away from Bakugou's neck, his face now hovering close to the blonde's. He swallows hard at seeing those gorgeous expressions up close. Hearing those glorious moans.]
Hey...
[Breathy. Needy.]
Getting close... can I....? Inside...?
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Bucking and bouncing on the bed, Bakugou tries clinging to Kirishima with one arm, legs unable to keep a firm lock around the other boy for more than a few seconds. Panting and gasping, he stares up at his friend through lust-blown eyes hovering over him, tongue sliding against his teeth. God... Kirishima looks gorgeous like this. Wants to kiss him. Can't move his damn head.]
I... In... fuck... In-side... [Doesn't even fucking hesitate. He knows what he wants.]
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But that can be addressed later. For now he pours his all into getting them both to the finish line. The room filled with the sounds of flesh against flesh and the pleasure they're both feeling. And then... he's there. With one final thrust he's over the edge.]
Bakugou!
[Coming! He's coming inside right now!]
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Faster, harder, more frantic, the rhythmic pace stuttering as he feels himself clenching up all around Kirishima. Fuck-! Bakugou immediately wraps his legs around his friend's hips, knotting his ankles just to pull him in even harder. Rams him inside as deep as possible wen Kirishima thickens and-]
Kirishima!
[Yelling his name as he comes inside him, pushing Bakugou over the edge as well and sending him coming all over their chests and stomachs.]
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Kirishima pauses to catch his breath, holding position and letting himself bask in it for just a little bit.
Then, with a soft groan, he lowers Bakugou's legs and very carefully pulls out. His arms suddenly ache from holding them up and he can only imagine how uncomfortable Bakugou's position was. Instead, he lets himself settle, resting on top of his friend, between his legs. He folds one arm on Bakugou's chest, head pillowed on it, giving his friend a dopey grin. He raises the other hand to brush some sweat-damp hair out of Bakugou's face.]
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He groans as Kirishima drags himself out, his asshole immediately clenching inward as some white oozes back out of it and drools down Bakugou's ass. Contrary his position wasn't all that uncomfortable? Legs a bit numb from bouncing around up there, but not in a bad way. His lower back's gonna be sore tomorrow, but Bakugou still pulls an arm around Kirishima's shoulders as he drops down atop him. Settles down...
Bakugou lets his head fall to the side, panting as his chest heaves up and down with his breathes. Only opening his eyes as a warm hand brushing at his bangs. Baring his forehead for a rare moment.] Fuck...
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Worth an A?
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Uh-huh. A+.
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Good. I think you wore me out. I'm tired. I should probably clean up though...
[He's reluctant to move. He's feeling sleepy and warm and comfortable. He really just wants to wrap around Bakugou and sleep. But he knows they won't be comfortable sleeping covered in slowly drying cum.
Actually...]
Want to sleep in my room? Since your sheets need to be washed?
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This is enough to wear you out, huh?
[While he's lying here without any intention of moving out from under Kirishima. The warm and sleepy part is creeping over him as well, though he has a low tolerance for extended cuddling...
Someone's got to bring up that point and Katsuki makes a face.] Unless you're planning on getting a shower first, there's no fucking point.
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[At the very least he wants to wipe them both off the best he can. So once he knows where the tissues are he'll reluctantly pull away to do that. Before flopping down beside Bakugou and tossing an arm over him.
At least let him cuddle a little bit? He's definitely staying put here either way. Even if he's not allowed to cuddle.]
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This way Kirishima can at least stay in bed and wipe them down without losing too much contact. He helps with some body movements, but otherwise lets his friend clean them up. Bed's damp. Gross...
Fine... cuddle a little bit.]
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Kirishima yawns and tucks close for now, closing his eyes. He knows Bakugou won't tolerate cuddling for long. So he basks in being given the opportunity while it lasts.]
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At least Bakugou tolerate the cuddling, one arm wrapped lazily around Kirishima's shoulders and his head tilted to the side to rest against his friend's. Just for a little bit, this is fine.]
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He kind of blasted into this with three thoughts; I like Bakugou, We can knock each other around a bit and Bakugou's hot.
Now that I Like Bakugou feels more like I Like Bakugou and maybe he likes me? And yes this should have been a realization he had when Bakugou made it clear he was keeping Kirishima, but look. Listen. Kirishima's a himbo, okay? Strong, a bit slow and drinks his respect women juice.
The point is he's caught up now. And he's not likely to push to put a name on this thing they're doing. As long as they're on the same page it's all good.
But he might see if he can get Bakugou on like. A proper date at some point. Without labeling it as such.]
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The blonde's mind is far less sappy and only starts to really think things about what they're going to do next. Get a rinse off, get ready for bed, end up sleeping here, does he have his work done, should he blow it off...
...does Kirishima really need help with his book report?
It wouldn't be unexpected for a himbo to come playing with the schoolwork for sex deal and then after pretending it was all a joke and leading into the actual sex, at the end, reveal that, you know, he kinda does have this little project.
Certainly not thinking about how he just had sex with his friend and what that means for their future and what that makes them and all that shit like dates and liking and fucking in the future and other distracting ideas.]
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Right now he's feeling totally zen. He won't be the first to move. That's for sure. He's perfectly happy to just fall asleep right now even though they really need to get cleaned up better.]
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That said... Bakugou's probably going to fall asleep as well, resting with him. At least for an hour or two. Not long enough to fuck up his sleep schedule later tonight, but definitely enough to wake up real gross when he does. But Kirishima's annoyingly comfortable to sleep beside.]
Sorry for the wait! Game stuff and real life happened.
Yup. All sticky and gross.]
Think it might be shower time. You think anyone else is using the baths right now?
RL bleh. Hope it wasn't bad. What game, just ooc?
You fucking think?! [Grumbling, he sits up, tensing as his ass decides to protest the action. And leak a little more thanks to gravity.] Ugh, gross...
If they are, kick them out.
Not bad stuff! Just getting settled in one for the first time in a long time. I'm at Kaisou.
Want me to go ahead and check it out?
Yeah I was out of games for a long time myself. Never heard of Kaisou.
I can fucking walk, dammit.
[Just gonna be a bit stiff about it.]
It's an invite only game. Had a Deku player entice me to app Bakugou there.
[It's hard to take the aggression seriously after everything they've done. He just takes the pillow smacking.]
Just didn't know if you wanted anyone seeing you. I kind of left some marks...
Oooh gotcha gotcha. You also play Bakugou too? Cool~
I do. If you've spied callmekacchan on Bakerstreet thats me. Not confident with him but having fun
I've seen ya a few times then! I think I know the Izuku who tags him. I play Dabi as well.
Brb pm is a thing i forgot exists.
It only exists in the mind...
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Totally missed that question!
Pff no worries! I'm like. Half-asleep over here.
Half-asleep is a lovely state when nothing important needs to be done~
Yes I'm off work tomorrow so I'm just vibing
Same here, but i'm going to see family this weekend, so bah.
Not looking forward to it?
No it was fine! Mother's Day and all. I just go "ugh" at interrupting my normal flow, haha.
I can understand that lol
yep~ don't throw a rock in my zen pond, dammit!
Once again sorry for the wait. Bit off more than i could chew.
Game tags are more important than psl and memes. This is how it goes.
Lol yeah I just didn't realize how much I was juggling.
Haha, yeah especially when you load up during a downtime and then suddenly it's "... oh damn"
I woke up one morning and my inbox said 32 and I was that I'm in danger meme lmao
Haha! That's one of the best memes. Right next to "this is fine".
This is fine was the meme for May. Lots of character death. Bakugou got trauma. And survivor guilt.
Bakugou at least wears his trauma well.
That he does.
That icon. Someone just got a gold metal.
Jackpot! Lol
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May has been exhausting. But I think I'm good again
s'all good. i'm currently on limited net, but i'll be up and running as normal sun night
No worries. Slowly clearing out a very full inbox.
haha, sometimes that's the fate of the rp-er