thundercrashes | penance / overflow from bakerstreet

[It almost feels like he's fighting against Manjoume's ability to bite him, each thrust and pound trying to force another pant or groan out of his mouth when he isn't latched onto his damn throat. If Manjoume wants to keep attempting to make Bakugou wear a turtleneck the next day, he's gonna have to try harder. The blonde's not letting up on the pace, rocking his hip into his boyfriend's with that steady, hard rhythm. Despite his own heavy breathing, it's really damn hard not to crack a grin each time he feels Manjoume's mouth slip on his neck, missing another hickey or bite.

Tension! Bakugou hunches forward, driving Manjoume against the wall as he feels that tight, sucking grip around his dick sudden constrict into a smothering clutch. Holy fuck! He shoves in to the base, having to force his way through, and locks there, panting heavily against Manjoume's collar and shoulder as his body seizes up. Fuck, he feels him painting his chest and stomach with white, spurting lines cresting against his skin in heavy splashes. Bakugou tightens his hands on the other boy's knees, holding on as his own orgasm gets wrenched out of him. Hot, hard, heavy, pulsing inside Manjoume's hole again as his balls drag up between his thighs. A smothered grunt cusses out of his mouth as he hunches against his boyfriend's body, pinning him between the wall and his own body as he empties himself amid several wracking pulses. Fuck... fuck... Manjoume's gonna be leaking after this.]

[Manjoume groans at the harder press against the wall, the feeling of Bakugou releasing inside of him here. That's what gets him to register that he's also come himself, feeling the slick on his chest and thighs as he sighs quietly, resting his chin on Bakugou's shoulder.

He can already tell that he probably looks like a mess, is quickly starting to feel like one too. He probably is going to end up having to take another bath or shower or something from how much he is going to be leaking here, already craving water and perhaps sleeping for the next several hours.

But he doesn't really have the strength to pull away and start getting those things, instead nuzzling his face a bit here against Bakugou's neck. He's sore and gross, but he likes being held and leaning against his boyfriend here after sex like this.

Besides, there's a good chance he will fall flat on his face the moment he tries to stand here.]

[Bakugou slowly comes down from the high, breath heavy despite his attempts to keep it quiet. He braces his feet on the ground to prevent himself from buckling against the wall... though more to avoid dropping Manjoume on his ass on the floor. The sensation of cum dripping down his balls and onto his thighs mingles with some of it leaking down his torso. Damn, they really did make a mess here. Not to mention the wall's already got some shiny lines of sweat running towards the baseboard.

Definitely going to have to grab a shower or something. Bakugou wonders if Manjoume even has the strength to walk there. It'll be a bit before he can carry him, as he's still pinning the other boy to the damn wall. That lazy nuzzle into his neck doesn't help either and the blonde leans down to nip at his boyfriend's neck, holding him a bit closer as he moves his arms to guide the other boy's legs around his back.]

Think your legs'll work?

Mmm... doubtful.

[He could certainly try standing, but walking is definitely not happening without help. After a moment, he leans back a little just enough to give his boyfriend a lazy smirk.]

Think your arms'll work so that you could carry me instead?

You like it. [Bakugou's proud little grin says he did too. But he's also going to start moving his arms again, hands sliding over Manjoume's thighs and knees to at least help work some blood back into his limbs. That expression on his boyfriend's face is annoyingly attractive.] Tch! I'm holding you up right now, idiot.

Sure, but you haven't started walking yet while carrying me.

[He is giving you a prime opportunity to show off just how strong you are, you know. Though, normally he would probably bitch under most circumstances on being picked up and carried somewhere, this is the one time he can allow that sort of thing, when it's very attractive as opposed to simply being embarrassing.]

Brat. [Bakugou pulls back from the wall easily enough, adjusting his hands to clasp Manjoume around the tailbone while keeping his legs thrown over his elbows. There's no way he's going to be able to stay inside the other boy while they walk, but he'll let that happen when it does as he moves out into the hallway and back towards the bathroom. At least they don't have to do the damn bedding again.]

You like it.

[Maybe not the "Manjoume being a brat" part, but more so the getting to show off how strong you are part, he means.

He curls his arms around the back of Bakugou's neck here carefully so that Bakugou can carry him easily.]

You wanna take a bath again, or just a shower this time?

Shut up. [Ironically, he does like Manjoume being a brat, though it's more out of liking Manjoume having a spine and not being afraid to say shit rather than being happy he can drive Bakugou up the damn wall. Bakugou avoids clunking the other boy's head or legs into the walls as they walk.] A shower. If we get a bath, you're just gonna get fucked again.

You say that as if it's not possible to end up fucking in the shower too.

[There's a pause as he lets the words hang there, but then he sighs.]

But then again, that's probably not a good idea, I'm already sore enough as it is.

[Forget not being able to walk for the rest of the night, he won't be able to walk for several days if he keeps pushing it here.]

I can throw you in there by yourself.

[That will prevent fucking very easily. Even if Manjoume's legs don't work. Shower on the ground!

But as much fun as it would be to fuck in the shower, Bakugou's done for the night. So is Manjoume's ass.]

You'd be laid up tomorrow if we went again.

[That or walking with a noticeable limp or stiffness that Bakugou's 100% sure Manjoume's friends would pick up on.]

Mmmm, better not risk it then. Plus, I just want to get clean quickly so that we can actually relax instead.

[and by relax he probably means cuddle, which he would deny because that word isn't very cool sounding even if that is essentially what he's wanting to do]

Uh-huh.

[How much "relax" really means "fall asleep" at this time of night is going to be a big question. Bakugou comes to a pause outside the shower.]

Do your legs work now?

[Cause someone has to turn the damn thing on. His hands are busy.]

Ah... I think I can stand again, at least.

[With a noticeable wince, he carefully stretches his legs so that he can stand here once Bakugou allows him to be disengaged from the other's hold, one of his hands going up to prop against the wall here so that he doesn't slip.

Standing appears to be successful, even with the need of a little support.]

[Bakugou lets one leg down at a time, slowly, making sure Manjoume can get that one braced and stable first before offering the other. He's gonna have a damn kink in his thighs at this rate, if he's not going pins and needles from the calf down. Letting the shower wall be the support, Bakugou heads for the other side and twists the nozzle to start the water. He keeps the shower head turned to the side so Manjoume doesn't get blasted with cold spray. Even if he could use it right now...]

Thanks.

[Manjoume appreciates not getting immediately blasted in the face with cold water here, he would have definitely slipped and landed on his ass here if that had happened.

As it is though, instead of the slow and lazy bathing they were doing before, Manjoume is actually more focused on getting clean here as quickly as possible, as best as he can from where he's leaning against the shower wall for support. The sooner he can get cleaned up and lie down instead of continuing to be on his feet, the better.]

[Bakugou doesn't expect Manjoume to stand the entire shower either. If he needs to sit down and rest, that's fine. But he's not going to get into the shower with him. At this point, it's way too risky to get caught up in another round neither o them is ready for. So once the water's heated up, Bakugou pulls the shower head down again and then steps out, closing the curtain behind him as he goes. He'll just leans against the counter nearby and do nothing while Manjoume washes off. Maybe play with his Quirk a bit, popping off tiny explosions in effort to make more firework-like displays.]

[Manjoume is quick, but thorough as he manages to wash off any filth still clinging to him--he isn't too worried about his hair aside from rinsing out the sweat, but the rest of him he makes sure is nice and clean before he pulls the curtain back. For a second, he's distracted watching Bakugou make tiny fireworks in his hands before he finally speaks up, holds a hand out.]

Hand me a towel, and then you can take your turn now.

[Once he's out and has his lower half dried, he's probably going to sit on the toilet to rest his legs again and work on drying his hair while Bakugou showers.]

[Whump! Bakugou doesn't even look as he flings his arm to the side and a towel flies into Manjoume's space. Whether it whaps around his face or drapes around the tent pole of his outstretched arm is up to the guy's reaction time. Just give him a second to finish up the exercise before lowering his arm and heading towards the shower.]

Your legs are working again. [Just to tease him a bit before pulling the curtain shut and getting to his own shower. It won't take long to wash up, taking care of his body and hair to make sure the sweat and any lingering cum's gone.]

[Manjoume has to resist the urge to childishly throw the towel right back at Bakugou's face here after it hits him, but he does scowl all the same, some of his usual grouchiness coming back once more.]

Shut up.

[Once Bakugou sounds like he's finished showering and Manjoume is satisfied with drying himself off, he picks up another towel to give to Bakugou--or rather, to toss at the other boy in a similar manner to what Bakugou had done earlier to him, as petty as it may be.]

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[At least that grouchy nature's coming back once the post-orgasmic glow fades off. Bakugo runs his fingers through his hair as the water pours over his face and head, rubbing at his shoulders and arms down to his waist and lower. Just a quick, thorough rinse off while Manjoume waits outside.]

Nice try. [Said when he catches the towel out of the air, completely expecting them to be thrown at him like that. Brat. Bakugou scrubs at his head before moving onto the rest of himself. That feels better. Now they just have to mess with the bed and maybe clean that part of the wall tomorrow...]

Show off.

[Damn it, of course he should have expected that Bakugou would have the reflexes to catch it before it could hit him in the face... regardless, Manjoume is walking out now so that he can change into proper sleepwear, and then walks over to the bed... that he now remembers that they didn't actually finish making inbetween their childish fight earlier and getting railed against the wall.

So with a slight click of his tongue he reaches out and finally gets the sheets spread out in a manner that could be considered passable enough so that he can finally lie down again while he waits for Bakugou to come out and join him.]

Don't be so predictable, Duelist.

[Manjoume's amusingly petty enough to do the same thing (just like Bakugou) so it was easy to predict. Leaving the other boy some time to dress, he sticks around the bathroom to dry off, still wary of being alone and naked with Manjoume. It could kick off again and they'd be completely exhausted when the sun rose. Bakugou returns the the room after a few minutes and grabs some clothes to sleep in. Basic tank top and boxer briefs, black as usual.

It also means he gets to watch Manjoume do the worst job at getting the bed made. Yeah, if he thinks that's gonna fly with his neat-freak perfectionist boyfriend, he's stupid.] What the hell? Get off! We can make that shit in a minute!

[He will flip Manjoume off said bed if he doesn't comply! If he does, yeah, they'll have the bed made in less than 60 seconds. Bakugou'll haul the mattress to the side to bare the corners, then it's yank, tuck, stretch, yank, tuck, fit, and done.

Now Manjoume can flop the sheets, blankets, and pillows wherever.]

Wh--hey!!

[Manjoume just barely rolls out of the way of getting flipped off the bed, but still scowls heavily as he's forced to wait until Bakugou fits the sheets properly before he's allowed to go back to flopping on his bed. (Though at least this time he waits until the pillows and blanket is on there too)

However, once the bed is ready, this time he tries to pull Bakugou down with him.]

Come on, get in here with us already.

[He wants to cuddle (except he will not use that word out loud if he can help it) with his boyfriend a little.]

[Good thing he rolled instead of getting twanged onto the floor. Bakugou ignores his scowling face as he tugs the fitted sheet onto the mattress with little issue. Then shoves it back into the place and Manjoume can drop back onto it. Pillows, sheets, blankets, all the bedding before Bakugou heads across the room to flick the lights off.

Only to get pulled down into the bed with Manjoume once he returns to it.] Don't yank me, dammit!

[Not that he's fighting it. He quirks a brow at the "us" comment, but is too tired to bother taunting Manjoume about his multiple personalities or spirit partners, whichever he's unconsciously referring to.

Unless it's a royal we thing...

But Bakugou's in the bed, definitely not cuddling as Manjoume can get all up in his physical space like a proper boyfriend.]

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