Escape Captcha

[cantbreakmybody]

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[blastedass]

[He knows what Kirishima wants. Had to have his fun first before; now he can move on to the next part. (At least he's careful enough not to bust his friend's knees.)

Bakugou lazily pulls Kirishima's head back via the hand in his hair, leaning down so his forehead's close to the other boy's.]

You said anything... I want you to be mine. Saw you working out the other day. Think I'm fucking curious.

[cantbreakmybody]

[First the leg swipe. Now the hand in his hair. Bakugou is unsurprisingly a little rough and Kirishima's into it. There's a good reason he's attracted to the explosive boy. Kirishima's tough and likes being manhandled a bit.

He likes returning the favor too. Something he feels confident he can do with his friend. Bakugou was tough too. He could take it.]

Be yours, huh?

[He pretends to think on it. As if his mind isn't already made up. He grips the sides of the chair, arms bracketing Bakugou in.]

How do you want me? You got me down on my knees... I feel like I'm about to be given an 'oral exam'.

[blastedass]

[Of course he is. It's a mixture of his own pride and aggressive nature and figuring Kirishima's usually the tough guy with that hard body and kind spirit who probably doesn't have many people wanting to rough him up, even though he can totally take it. And obviously likes it. He tugs his friend's head back, moving to scrape his teeth across the redhead's chin in lieu of some kiss.]

That wasn't a fucking question. [Not planning on giving him time to think about it either. That's the deal. The blonde huffs against his skin before drawing back and leaning against the flat of the chair.] In a bit. Why don't you show me what I got? But don't get off your knees.

[Can he demand a kneeling strip show? Well he just fucking did.]

[cantbreakmybody]

[Not a question, huh? That sends a delightful little chill right down Kirishima's spine. He's definitely going to be getting pushed around here today. But he's more than willing.

He leans back a little bit, hands going to his shirt. He took his blazer off after class. But he's still wearing the button up, the top two buttons already undone. But he starts to slowly undo the rest. One-by-one, taking his time. Revealing his toned chest and abs.

He's confident in his body. He keeps it in top shape. All hard packed muscle. He has no shame showing it off.]

Whatcha think?

[He pushes the sleeves off his shoulders, letting it slide back, off his body. Dropping onto the floor behind him.]

Like what you see so far?

[blastedass]

[How much of that pushing around is role play and how much is normal Bakugou, that's kind of up to him to figure out. But considering he'd be way more "hmph" about it if this really were school for sex sort of thing, probably more role play. Though he does like some of that pushing around bit...

Bakugou follows Kirishima's hands, following the scuff of material as those fingers work one button after the other. He can't stop the way his tongue traces between his lips as each spring open reveals more of Kirishima's toned torso, from those strong pectorals to the sculpted abs he's always showing off when wearing his hero costume. Fuck.

Of course he wouldn't have shame showing his body off. He totally deserves that confidence.]

No wonder you run around with your fucking shirt off during missions... Wonder how many people are thinking lewd shit about you out there. [Okay so that last one might not be entirely role play and more Bakugou's mild irritation.] Fuck yeah. That'll at least get you a C.

[Kirishima's body is fucking A+ material, but in the name of role play, exceptions have to be made.]

[cantbreakmybody]

[Oh ho! That certainly sounds like Bakugou's not happy to think about other people checking him out.

Possessive? Good.]

Only a C? That's not good enough...

[Still leaned back a little to give Bakugou a good look, he pulls out a little trick he learned. He flexes his pecs. First one, then the other. Then both together. Grinning up at the blonde, clearly so pleased with himself as he shows off for him.]

Sure I can't convince you to bump it up a little more with this?

[blastedass]

[He's not! Originally didn't give a shit, but now? Yeah, he's totally having to deal with some possessive thoughts and reactions. Especially since Kirishima's nice enough (and sometimes dumb enough) that people think they can take advantage of him.

You don't need your damn head against his pec for a fucking picture, bitch! For example...]

C's passing. You really want that A though, don't you.

[An ashen brow jumps up into his bangs again when Kirishima decides to show off. With... a pec jiggle. Speak of the devil(s). His eyes obviously train on those moving muscles and a smirk tugs the corner of his mouth.]

I dunno... That's kinda tempting. But there's more you could offer... isn't there.

[cantbreakmybody]

[He's definitely too nice sometimes. Often letting things slide that he shouldn't.

Girls like leaning against his chest or even grabbing his pecs. And he should probably shut it down. But he just can't bring himself to do it.

Maybe he needs someone who isn't afraid to tell someone off for being inappropriate?]

I came here for an A. Definitely willing to work for it.

[His hands go to his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping. He has to rise up just a little, still kneeling, to push them down off his hips, falling around his thighs. Now kneeling with his boxers showing. He watches Bakugou's eyes as he hooks his thumbs into his boxers and eases them down agonizingly slow until the head of his already-hard cock peaks out the top.]

Something like this what you're after?

[There's a bit of hunger in his eyes as he keeps easing his boxers down. Revealing more and more. His tongue slowly swipes between his lips.]

Think I might be able to persuade you into an A with this?

[blastedass]

[Yeah the one that grabbed his fucking pec when Bakugou was nearby earned herself a yell as he swatted her hand away. Don't fucking grope him in public, dammit! Red Riot is a hero, not some fucking pinup model sex idol! (Though that could be argued.) It's only happened once or twice in Bakugou's presence, but if it happens again, he's probably going to yell at Kirishima about it as well as the perpetrator.]

Then show me what else you fucking got. Cause I'm just seeing a C+ right now.

[Yeah, pec dancing gets him a + on the grade. Bakugou's curious about how he's gonna strip while still keeping on his knees. Obviously he can, but hey, give him a challenge. His eyes stay locked onto his friend's hips as those thumbs hook into the waistband of his boxers, almost narrowing in with a fixated gaze. Slowly shedding them until that rounded tip peaks out.]

You're already hard, you pervert. [Doesn't sound at all like he's adverse to that either. Waits for him to get his boxers down to the base of his shaft before finally offering,] For that, you're at a B-... I put a lot of work into my papers.

Make sure they get the highest grades.

[cantbreakmybody]

Maybe I see something I like.

[But okay. Still not enough. He lifts one knee slightly to push his pants and boxers past it. Then the other. Carefully reaching back to work them off without getting out of his kneeling position.

Now he's fully on display for Bakugou.]

If just seeing everything I have to offer isn't enough... I could always give you a demonstration? Show you what I can do with my... assets? What do I gotta do to bump it up to an A?

[blastedass]

Better not be my paper writing skills...

[Just to be a dick. Bakugou tilts his head a little, peering at the other boy in an interested gaze that takes in all those amazing details. From the flex of his torso as he tilts to the side to the shifting of his leg muscles when he hikes one to pull his clothes down, then the other. When Kirishima reaches back to strip them off the rest of the way, without leaving that position, Bakugou offers a semi-sarcastic, semi-impressed whistle.]

B. [Kirishima veers a little into cheesy dialogue and Bakugou's tempted to clunk him with his knee, even if there's a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. Dork...] Did you really think I'd write you a fucking A paper just for the chance to look at you? Course you're gonna show me.

[And not just a demonstration too. He said his payment was Kirishima being "his" before. That doesn't STOP afterwards.]

[cantbreakmybody]

[Kirishima can't help but laugh at that.]

Oh yeah, paper writing skills are such a turn on.

[He's definitely a dork. But he's a dork that Bakugou decided to make his. And he's a dork that gives his all.]

That just leaves how you want me to demonstrate. What part of me do you want me to use? It's all yours now, right?

[He didn't forget the terms.]

[blastedass]

Looks like they are. [Bakugou smirks down at him.] You were probably hardening up the moment you walked into my room looking for some help.

[A dork that's worth exploring this with, so they work out well together. He rocks back in his chair with a hum, pretending to think about all the ways he could enjoy this demonstration of assets. All of it his...

Before looking down at him once more, eyes focused.] Lets see how good that fucking mouth of yours is.

[And taps his belt and pants (hasn't changed into his casuals yet).]

No hands.

[cantbreakmybody]

Got a thing for bossy blondes, I guess.

[He raises his hands for a moment, making a show of putting them behind his back. Then he's scooting forward, looking up at Bakugou through his eyelashes. Quite the challenge to issue. Removing a belt without his hands?]

Hope you're not attached to your belt.

[Because Kirishima isn't really the intelligent solutions kind. Instead he's gonna show just what his teeth are capable of. Leaning in to catch the belt with his teeth. He's pretty confident he can make short work of it with his sharp teeth.]

[blastedass]

Oh yeah? What other bossy blondes have you stripped down for?

[Cause he sure as hell doubts Pikachu's been one of Kirishima's go to sex-for-grades sources. Bakugou nods at the show of hands being restrained, then shifts on the chair, slouching a little (he's always slouched, lbr) and spreading his knees so Kirishima can lean between them without jabbing his chest into the chair's edge.]

It's a snap on. Think you can manage it.

[The buckle is "fake" in that it's simply embedded into the metal for show. Doesn't actually have the buckle prong. Sue him, he was lazy today. Never hurts to have one or two quick elements. Like a clip on tie, for example. (He wouldn't let Kirishima fucking bite his damn belt in half; he pays good money for his clothes!) Ravenous monster...]

[cantbreakmybody]

Jush yoo s' f'r!

[Said through a mouthful of belt. But at least Bakugou catches him before he really can try to chew through his belt. Kirishima lets go to grab the end instead, tugging carefully until the snaps pop open. Success!]

Can't fault a guy for getting it up to you, man. Have you seen yourself in your hero costume?

[He knows Bakugou likes his ego stroked. As long as it's genuine, which Kirishima's compliments are! Everything about Bakugou gets his motor going!

He leans back in to work on that button. It proves kind of tricky with just his mouth. But soon he's got it popped open and his teeth are catching that zipper to work it down.]

[blastedass]

Better keep it that way then.

[There are only two people ahead of him in class as far as grades go, so unless Kirishima wants to suck up to them sexually, then he's the best go-to for the redhead. And yeah, not sacrificing his belt to those teeth. The pop's a welcome invite.]

No, as soon as I put it on, I go blind. Of course I fucking have!

[Stroke the ego, get yelled at. Ego successfully stroked regardless. Bakugou can be a weird case. And he knows he looks good in his costume, though he really had based the design on his own comfort and requirements rather than going for attractive or sexy. Just happens he's both of those no matter what he wears.

Bakugou exhales as Kirishima works on his button, the other boy's hot breath against his pants seeping through the material a little. It's finally free and then those dangerous teeth are catching his zipper and dragging it down. Fuck... that's a good sight.]

[cantbreakmybody]

Yeah, I got it. Eyes only on you from now on.

[Kirishima was the one who started this. He's right where he wants to be.

He eyes up the next obstacle. Bakugou's pants. He definitely doesn't want to risk ripping those... so he's extra careful catching one side with his teeth and trying to tug them down a little. He just needs them out of the way enough to get to his boxers.]

[blastedass]

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.]

[cantbreakmybody]

[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.

[blastedass]

[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?

[cantbreakmybody]

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.]

[blastedass]

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.

[cantbreakmybody]

[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.]

[blastedass]

[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...