[His grouching comes out in a softer tone for the fact that he spied that shudder, and it's hard to really forget just what they're going to try to do - fooling around hasn't really been a priority, and now he gets to just look at Todoroki all he wants for at least a few hours. It's been a wild ride with accidental texting today.]
Look, I don't know what the hell I'm doing. [He just stands in the doorway to his own room, unsure of what he should be anticipating when he doesn't think blowing their way into anything serious should be the first thing they do, but he wants to try things.]
[Grunting, he has a heavier step as he almost stomps after Todoroki finally, and gives a last little nudge towards the bed before he sits at the edge himself. Tension has left his shoulders at this point with that little admittance, so it really is easier to look up and raise a hand, reaching to catch him by the hip and tug him in to sit beside him.]
[Shouto follows when he's tugged, though he misses the bed and sort of ends up half in Bakugou's lap with one hand on the other's knee to support himself. This is. Very close.]
We will. Is that a problem?
[Obviously it's not but with Bakugou being such a perfectionist (and Shouto being one himself, if he's honest) it doesn't feel like it could hurt to ask.]
[This is closer than he intended, but with looking up at this little view, Bakugou can't really say he dislikes it. Squeezing his hand there at Todoroki's hip again, like he's securing him in place because he doesn't want to tell him to stay, he grunts a little loudly at that question.]
No. [It isn't going to be a problem, because he is boldly going to hook his fingers in Todoroki's belt loops now, guiding him in closer as if there's all that much space, so when he looks up, it's almost with his chin setting on Todoroki's chest.]
But you're going to have to draw some lines about what you are willing to do at this point. I don't think .. anything more than manhandling, right now, is what I gotta say. [He's unprepared, Bakugou hates being unprepared almost more than anything and despite shooting his mouth about them fumbling into this, he isn't going to remain unprepared if he can help it. If Todoroki wants another try at this later, is the implication.]
[Snorting, a little laugh slipping out of him despite the serious implication there of how much Todoroki doesn't want to be roughhoused either, Bakugou gives an acknowledging look. Slipping his hands a bit lower and holding his hips, he turns his head down and inadvertently tucks his face there to his chest, hiding the way his flush is still burning his cheeks.]
Got it. That's exactly what I meant about lines, I don't want to fuck up immediately. [Even if obviously hitting wasn't going to be the cornerstone of flirting. His hands move lower, then shift back until he's got two nice handfuls of ass, Bakugou squeezes a couple of times. Is this okay, is the wordless question when he won't quite make eye contact.]
[Shouto cuts himself off with a strange, strangled sound when Bakugou squeezes his ass. His back goes ramrod straight and for a moment he just freezes.]
[He hesitated at that awkward noise and the nervous posture Todoroki adopts, but when he's told to do it again, Bakugou does. Just a nice firm squeeze, an obvious feeling up with the way he presses his palms in more securely. He's got an actual ass back here is the nice thought, because these pants do no justice to his figure.]
[Shouto makes the noise again before very slowly and carefully grinding back against Bakugou's hands. This is all terrifyingly new, but he's pretty sure he likes that.]
[At least this tells him he definitely likes to be touched, so he squeezes and kneads the best he can with the fabric in the way, his face still somewhat hidden against Todoroki's chest. Not that he's intending to stay hidden away for much longer, with the peek up he gives and the cheeky hint of smile turning the corners of his mouth up.]
[Smooth sailing, even if neither of them really know what they're going for here. Bakugou gives his thigh a light smack before he gropes at his ass again, but his playful little antics are being distracted by the hand in his hair pulling it. Breathing in through parted lips, eyes brighter for the little sting and crick in his neck, it's with Todoroki leaning down to close the gap that he makes a surprised noise.
Not that he breaks the kiss, hell no. Closing his eyes into slits, his hands go still as he simply tries to kiss him back, tongue flicking briefly against his mouth.]
[The answer is obvious by the next pull in his hair and the breathy little groan that slips out. Staring up at him with his smug expression returning, Bakugou neatly smacks his ass again and squeezes it, moving to lean back and drag Todoroki with him so he can roll over and push him against the covers.]
Yeah. [So far really good, judging from the change up in position that Bakugou instigates.]
So you're missing my mouth, 's that what I'm hearing?
[Ask and ye shall receive - though Bakugou doesn't interrupt the kiss immediately. Returning it with a pleased growl, then pulling his mouth away to dip down lower, Bakugou mouths down Todoroki's neck before he gives him some light bites, sucking on soft smooth skin.]
[Ah good he interrupted him. Chuckling a bit, he bites again and sucks on the welt he leaves behind, humming over him as he starts to shift and slip his hands back behind him once again - yeah he's going for the booty. Reaching and fondling again, he'll just give more lazy bites and sucks along his neck.]
[It's a very effective way to shut him up, apparently. Shouto stops bothering with words and just gasps and shifts under Bakugou's attentions, eventually letting out a small moan.]
[That's a good sound, that little cut off groan. Squeezing his ass and pulling him up against his body as close as he can, Bakugou only lets up on the bites because one side of his neck has been thouroughly marked up - so he skims Todoroki's chin with a passing kiss and goes for the other side, kindly sinking his teeth in against soft skin again.
Todoroki is going to want to wear a turtleneck the next some days at this rate.]
[Yes, good, cuss for him. Squirm because everything he does feels good. Bakugou gives a pleased growl between his teeth at the pull in his hair again, but he doesn't let Todoroki pull him away from his neck just yet. Sucking a darker welt just below his ear, Bakugou gives a heady groan when he feels that grinding up against his thigh.
If Todoroki wants to squirm, he'll let him, with the way he sinks down over him and presses his thigh more insistently against his crotch.]
[There's something about this that shuts off the part of Shouto's brain that rebels against letting someone see his reactions and it's surprisingly wonderful. He tugs a little on Bakugou's hair almost encouragingly as he starts to grind against him with a little more purpose.]
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He shudders when Bakugou brushes against his back, stepping forward and heading towards the bed.]
Are you always picky about that sort of thing?
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[His grouching comes out in a softer tone for the fact that he spied that shudder, and it's hard to really forget just what they're going to try to do - fooling around hasn't really been a priority, and now he gets to just look at Todoroki all he wants for at least a few hours. It's been a wild ride with accidental texting today.]
Look, I don't know what the hell I'm doing. [He just stands in the doorway to his own room, unsure of what he should be anticipating when he doesn't think blowing their way into anything serious should be the first thing they do, but he wants to try things.]
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[Shouto pauses, thinking something over before continuing.]
I'm pretty sure you've at least jerked off more than once.
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[Grunting, he has a heavier step as he almost stomps after Todoroki finally, and gives a last little nudge towards the bed before he sits at the edge himself. Tension has left his shoulders at this point with that little admittance, so it really is easier to look up and raise a hand, reaching to catch him by the hip and tug him in to sit beside him.]
So we'll be blind fumbling through this.
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[Shouto follows when he's tugged, though he misses the bed and sort of ends up half in Bakugou's lap with one hand on the other's knee to support himself. This is. Very close.]
We will. Is that a problem?
[Obviously it's not but with Bakugou being such a perfectionist (and Shouto being one himself, if he's honest) it doesn't feel like it could hurt to ask.]
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No. [It isn't going to be a problem, because he is boldly going to hook his fingers in Todoroki's belt loops now, guiding him in closer as if there's all that much space, so when he looks up, it's almost with his chin setting on Todoroki's chest.]
But you're going to have to draw some lines about what you are willing to do at this point. I don't think .. anything more than manhandling, right now, is what I gotta say. [He's unprepared, Bakugou hates being unprepared almost more than anything and despite shooting his mouth about them fumbling into this, he isn't going to remain unprepared if he can help it. If Todoroki wants another try at this later, is the implication.]
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Manhandling...?
[Does that mean he doesn't want Shouto to be rough with him? He can work with that.]
Likewise. And even if I don't think it's going to be a thing, if you hit me? I will freeze you to your bed.
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Got it. That's exactly what I meant about lines, I don't want to fuck up immediately. [Even if obviously hitting wasn't going to be the cornerstone of flirting. His hands move lower, then shift back until he's got two nice handfuls of ass, Bakugou squeezes a couple of times. Is this okay, is the wordless question when he won't quite make eye contact.]
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[Shouto cuts himself off with a strange, strangled sound when Bakugou squeezes his ass. His back goes ramrod straight and for a moment he just freezes.]
--good. ...do that again.
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No remarks about being handsy?
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[Because he's pretty sure he likes Bakugou being handsy.
But Shouto's done nothing but sit in Bakugou's lap with his hands on his shoulders and that doesn't feel right.
He also kind of wants to do something about that smirk.
Shouto moves one hand up to Bakugou's hair and tugs, tilting his head up enough that Shouto can lean down and kiss him.]
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Not that he breaks the kiss, hell no. Closing his eyes into slits, his hands go still as he simply tries to kiss him back, tongue flicking briefly against his mouth.]
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So far so good?
[The answer is obvious, but he still wants to ask.]
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Yeah. [So far really good, judging from the change up in position that Bakugou instigates.]
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Why am I not surprised? Am surprised you haven't tried to bite me like you promised, though.
[He's provoking Bakugou and he knows it.]
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[Ask and ye shall receive - though Bakugou doesn't interrupt the kiss immediately. Returning it with a pleased growl, then pulling his mouth away to dip down lower, Bakugou mouths down Todoroki's neck before he gives him some light bites, sucking on soft smooth skin.]
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[He gasps and arches up when Bakugou bites him. Oh boy, that's a kink he didn't know he had.]
--do that again too.
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Fu...
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Todoroki is going to want to wear a turtleneck the next some days at this rate.]
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Another cut-off groan and Shouto reaches up to grip Bakugou's hair tightly. He's torn between pulling him off or letting him stay there.]
Fuck.
[He shifts underneath Bakugou, gasping when his dick rubs against Bakugou's thigh.]
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If Todoroki wants to squirm, he'll let him, with the way he sinks down over him and presses his thigh more insistently against his crotch.]
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