numbertwohero | Meme Carryovers

[he can admit to himself at least that the way bakugou moves is incredibly hot, all contained violence and intent. the way he drags off that hoodie, the way he drops to his knees in front of todoroki, all of it makes his pulse race, even as he forces his hand to keep that same steady, achingly slow pace.]

I wasn't planning on stopping.

[his legs offer little resistance as bakugou pushes them apart, making room for himself between them. in fact, he doesn't resist at all. he isn't sure what's coming next, only that any touch is better than no touch at all, and having bakugou here is so much better than doing this alone.]

Did you come here just to tell me what to do? You could have done that over text.

[the fact that shoto's body doesn't offer any resistance is enough to make him groan. it had been hell to get himself involved intimately with shoto, but he has to say, it's definitely worth the effort. he never expected to be so enraptured by such a sight, yet it's making his mouth dry, his palms sweaty.]

And miss the show you're putting on?

[but he can read between the lines. taking advantage of the nitroglycerin at the palms of his hand, he slicks up two fingers. it's not like lube, which he knows the location of the stash, but it'll do well enough. he doesn't disturb shoto's strokes to his length. instead, he dives his fingers down further, circling around the tight ring there, no doubt winking and twitching from pleasure by now. it's too bad he doesn't have shoto up on his knees, for bakugou to get a clear sight of it. after tapping his finger over the hole for a minute, he begins to press inside with a single digit, all the way until his finger is completely buried. there's only about a few impatience seconds before he begins to rub purposely along those walls, pulling his finger in and out, trying to get shoto accustomed to it even further.]

You like when I put on a show for you?

[those fingers against his entrance make his breath catch, make him tense in anticipation, his hand tightening around his cock as he bites his lower lip. the nitroglycerin isn't the same as lube, but bakugou is gentler than he has to be sliding that finger inside him. there's only a little ache, and honestly he doesn't mind that. it wouldn't be what they have without just a little hurt.

todoroki bites back a moan as that finger buried inside him starts to move, his body tensing and then relaxing as he forces himself to loosen up, to not fight quite so much, and the hand stroking along his length picks up the pace just a little, palm rubbing over the head.]

You know...where the lube is, you know. Don't have to use...that.

[the words are breathy, broken by small sounds somewhere between a gasp and a whine as he pushes back against that hand.]

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