[After sending his picture and scrolling up to see all those nasty little messages he was sent - oh. Ohhh. Baby's first dick pic and he actually has to scroll up past it for a moment to let it sink in that this is actually a thing he's engaging in. Filthy bullshit when he should just eat his damn fruit and go to sleep, Bakugou scrolls back down to properly look. The piercings should hurt but obviously don't, and there's an annoying thought that he's bigger than he is - which isn't that surprising. Age sort of does that on its own.
He's so caught up on just looking this picture over that he is a minute late into responding, thumbs fumbling a bit as he tries to ignore the way his mouth waters with anticipation.]
Show me.
[He might be trying to ignore that his dick is asking for attention in favor of seeing, but with his imagination running a bit rampant, Bakugou thinks he's actually looking forward to the next night. Fuck.]
[ 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.]
[ 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.]
[ Don't worry, he'll steal a fresh set from the cleaning lady in the morning. For now he's waiting impatiently for that call or even just a potential video from the boy. This is what happens when you play with fire. It always gets way hotter than you first anticipate.
A grin spreads over scarred lips when his phone finally rings, instantly answering it with the video option. The sight on his phone is certainly one to behold even if there isn't much going on in the angle. It's all left hidden to the imagination and in some ways, that just makes things all the more erotic. ]
I still like little sneak previews. I was never one for waiting patiently when there's easy access to spoilers.
[ His voice comes from the speakers of Bakugou's phone in a low, husked timbre. Even if he didn't exactly need to be quiet, he wanted to make things as enticing as possible for the blond. ]
[Bakugou somehow had a feeling that even with the minimal view he's arranged for this, that it will only build for whatever they get to tomorrow - and it helps considerably to have this damnable voice purring in his ear even if he would vehemently argue otherwise. Growling between his teeth as he smothers a more pleased noise down, Bakugou's arm moves a little faster, his legs shifting. There might be a hint more to see, just a nice panning view down his thigh, but he pointedly keeps his grip pointing the other direction so everything stays to Dabi's imagination.]
It's only as easy as I'm letting it be. [Which is somewhat another point, considering Bakugou could not on so many levels. Pressing his heel into the bed and huffing out a heavier breath, he rocks his hips up slowly into his touch, just offscreen enough and yet the phone wobbles in it's place as the bed moves.]
[ The view was serving only to turn Dabi on more and make him impatient for tomorrow. Already he was taking his cock in hand to jerk himself in time with the movements he could make out on the screen. ]
There you go, baby. Come on... go ahead and cum for me.
[ He encouraged softly as he saw the younger's body moving as the phone wobbled from the movements of the bed. The heavier breaths and sight of rocking hips has him hard as he lays back on the hotel bed and watches the show. ]
[Growling in response to being given permission for something he doesn't need permission for - mm, it's not a bad sound, hearing this purr through the receiver. Bakugou briefly takes a hand off himself just to flip Dabi off before he palms himself again, shivering as he tries to work himself faster. Just a little more, just a harder grip, there needs to be something to push him over the edge that is just lacking with the way things are even as his breathing grows more erratic.
It's hard to keep the stupid phone balanced, and with part of his attention on it and making sure it was positioned the way he wanted it to be, Bakugou eventually gets one hand off of himself again just to pick it up, cramming it up against his ear and while the view now is nothing all that exciting, it's a clear indication of how much more he'd rather hear him - which he won't admit to at all.]
Too early, you think it's going to happen just like that? [Except Bakugou is a lot closer than he thinks, head tipped and mouth breathing on the camera - maybe it's a nicer view than he thinks, the flush on his face plain to see and the lingering saliva sticking to his lips as he breathes.]
[ The purr turned into a chuckle when that finger came up and flipped him off. He could hear the breaths growing more and more erratic the closer the blond grew to cumming. Dabi wanted to watch it, to see it happen even if he couldn't see the whole picture in front of him.
When Bakugou picks up the phone and the screen shifts to hide even more than before, Dabi's tongue clicks in annoyance and gives a long sigh. ]
Well, as long as I get to see it for myself, I'll be happy just getting to hear you cum. Or... watching that pretty fave of yours while you cum works, too.
[ Dabi's grinning when the camera shifts once more, tongue sliding out over his lips as he watched the erotic display. ]
You're making such a lewd face, you know. I can tell you're about to cum all over the place. You thinking about me while you do it? About my mouth down there where your hand is?
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He's so caught up on just looking this picture over that he is a minute late into responding, thumbs fumbling a bit as he tries to ignore the way his mouth waters with anticipation.]
Show me.
[He might be trying to ignore that his dick is asking for attention in favor of seeing, but with his imagination running a bit rampant, Bakugou thinks he's actually looking forward to the next night. Fuck.]
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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'. ]
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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
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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. ]
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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.
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impatientlyfor that call or even just a potential video from the boy. This is what happens when you play with fire. It always gets way hotter than you first anticipate.A grin spreads over scarred lips when his phone finally rings, instantly answering it with the video option. The sight on his phone is certainly one to behold even if there isn't much going on in the angle. It's all left hidden to the imagination and in some ways, that just makes things all the more erotic. ]
I still like little sneak previews. I was never one for waiting patiently when there's easy access to spoilers.
[ His voice comes from the speakers of Bakugou's phone in a low, husked timbre. Even if he didn't exactly need to be quiet, he wanted to make things as enticing as possible for the blond. ]
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It's only as easy as I'm letting it be. [Which is somewhat another point, considering Bakugou could not on so many levels. Pressing his heel into the bed and huffing out a heavier breath, he rocks his hips up slowly into his touch, just offscreen enough and yet the phone wobbles in it's place as the bed moves.]
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There you go, baby. Come on... go ahead and cum for me.
[ He encouraged softly as he saw the younger's body moving as the phone wobbled from the movements of the bed. The heavier breaths and sight of rocking hips has him hard as he lays back on the hotel bed and watches the show. ]
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It's hard to keep the stupid phone balanced, and with part of his attention on it and making sure it was positioned the way he wanted it to be, Bakugou eventually gets one hand off of himself again just to pick it up, cramming it up against his ear and while the view now is nothing all that exciting, it's a clear indication of how much more he'd rather hear him - which he won't admit to at all.]
Too early, you think it's going to happen just like that? [Except Bakugou is a lot closer than he thinks, head tipped and mouth breathing on the camera - maybe it's a nicer view than he thinks, the flush on his face plain to see and the lingering saliva sticking to his lips as he breathes.]
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When Bakugou picks up the phone and the screen shifts to hide even more than before, Dabi's tongue clicks in annoyance and gives a long sigh. ]
Well, as long as I get to see it for myself, I'll be happy just getting to hear you cum. Or... watching that pretty fave of yours while you cum works, too.
[ Dabi's grinning when the camera shifts once more, tongue sliding out over his lips as he watched the erotic display. ]
You're making such a lewd face, you know. I can tell you're about to cum all over the place. You thinking about me while you do it? About my mouth down there where your hand is?