[Imagine, him knowing he's flushed red as a chili pepper, and still saying "am not" to the guy looking straight at said red flushed face. What a case of denial.
Bakugou leans down just enough to rest his lips against the hot glow under Manjoume's eye, so both of them can feel how warm his skin is against the blonde's mouth. Even when the duelist looks away to keep his pride, Bakugou doesn't let up on his trapping lounge. At least he's not grinding on him.]
Dunno. Could fuck you into the bed again, or ride you till you're dry.
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Bakugou leans down just enough to rest his lips against the hot glow under Manjoume's eye, so both of them can feel how warm his skin is against the blonde's mouth. Even when the duelist looks away to keep his pride, Bakugou doesn't let up on his trapping lounge. At least he's not grinding on him.]
Dunno. Could fuck you into the bed again, or ride you till you're dry.