[Didn't think it'd be in a bad way and Bakugou finally looks up just in time to see the other boy's face contort in that dour expression. Meaning he does it again. The lick thing. Both hands move down to Manjoume's legs, skimming over knee and calf before rising towards his thighs.] Later. [He's more entertained that Manjoume came from something he kept whining about Bakugou doing.] Put your leg over my shoulder.
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