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[Windy Boy made his choice.... besides he has a fanclub to run.]
It's not hard to climb one level. Glad you see it my way.
[Now that the plan to hang out has been set - after noodles, after next lessons, Bakugou is sort of sitting here antsy because he sort of wants to go up there now.]
It's not hard to climb one level. Glad you see it my way.
[Now that the plan to hang out has been set - after noodles, after next lessons, Bakugou is sort of sitting here antsy because he sort of wants to go up there now.]
| | [ He was in the middle of jerking it as he waited for Bakugou's reply. The picture of his ass and that adorable little mark right on the curve firm in his mind as well as up on his screen as his hand twisted and pumped along his cock. When the next message finally comes in, he grins and immediately pulls up the camera to hit record. ] Enjoy~. ;) Try not to get... nngh... too excited from this. It's much better... haaah... in real life. [ His voice is strained as it's heard from behind the camera, mixing with the wet sounds of Dabi's hand jerking himself. Occasionally his fingers pinched the head and flicked the ring there a bit before he returned to pumping the shaft. His groans grew louder, grunts breaking them up as his hips pushed up into his hand. The video lasted just over a minute, the ministrations gradually growing faster and voice growing louder until he finally came in a hot, messy burst of cum. It shot from hi tip in a small arching jet, hitting the mattress between his legs and splurting onto his hand still milking the shaft of his cock with little care that he was smearing it everywhere and making an even bigger mess. The last thing heard as the video comes to an end is a loud, shaky 'fuuuuuck'. ] |
| | [Bakugou hadn't expected an actual video, he sort of thought he would get a couple still pictures of the aftermath. Covering his mouth with one hand to silence himself and watching intently, eyes a little too wide as he doesn't want to miss a moment despite it being video, Bakugou swallows mutely. For someone who has never really been interested in porn before, something like this is very different. It's messy and he would normally think its nasty and gross and yet he's swallowing another mouthful of drool by the time Dabi actually cums - and groaning, because he can't really resist touching himself anymore at the sight of all of this. Bakugou wants to be there being the cause of that, he wants to grip like he's gripping himself now and milk those last squirts out- Dabi isn't getting another picture, but he does get a frustrated text a little after that video clip.] that was fucing hot shit |
| | [ Ahhhh, it was always nice to get one up on this kid. If the text was anything to go by, the mess he was cleaning up with the rough hotel towel was worth the trouble. The real, amateur shit was always much better than the fake stuff shown on seedy TV channels or uploaded to websites that required a subscription. ] Are you jerking off from that? Call me. I wanna see it. [ Even if it's just watching Bakugou's face as he pleasures himself, Dabi wants to know what this kid looks like and sounds like in the throes of pleasure. It'll be more than enough to tide him over for the next twenty-four hours until he can see it in person. ] |
| | [He better get new sheets for the next night, or at least make it look clean in there, or Bakugou will bitch. Growling into his pillow as he glances and peeks at his phone to see the message, bucking a bit too eagerly into his other hand, he hesitates to actually call. This was supposed to just be texting and dirty pictures, but things got upped with that video and now he either has to cut it here, or follow through with also using video. Fuck. Eventually a call goes out, but he has his phone turned away enough that all Dabi can see is Bakugou's bared hip and his arm as it moves - but this just means it is propped up above his shoulder, and it's impossible to outright mute himself without using the mute button itself, so Dabi can definitely hear Bakugou's struggling quiet breaths.] Y-ou're gonna see this, soon enough. |
[ Todoroki cleans himself up to Bakugou's request, finishes up with time to spare, so he goes out of his way to put away things that could be destroyed should either one of them get carried away. Things like furniture remain, but he worked hard on that essay all day, so that's naturally getting shoved between his books and into his bag.
When the knock comes, he pulls away, about to let Bakugou in (because who else would it be), but then the other is just, letting himself inside, and really, that's a little rude, but it's also Bakugou. He resists the roll of his eyes and instead motions for Bakugou to come closer. ]
When the knock comes, he pulls away, about to let Bakugou in (because who else would it be), but then the other is just, letting himself inside, and really, that's a little rude, but it's also Bakugou. He resists the roll of his eyes and instead motions for Bakugou to come closer. ]
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