thundercrashes | penance / overflow from bakerstreet

[Bakugou doesn't let him escape his grip entirely, reaching for Manjoume's legs and grabbing the fabric covering them to yank them down his limbs. It's a bit frantic, but a smooth operation, stripping them off his feet and over Bakugou's shoulder to land on the floor somewhere with the rest of his clothes. Something about seeing his boyfriend completely naked is... so damn invigorating.

Yeah, in comparison, the blonde's got way too many clothes still on, but when the current activity is stripping Manjoume, can you blame him for getting distracted? He falls back on the bed when his boyfriend clamors on top of him, hand running down the other boy's shoulder and back to end on his hip while the other one's content to rest on Manjoume's wrist. Won't be hard to pop his fly and drag Bakugou's dick free of the confines of his pants, a brief grunt of relief escaping after.

Skilled fingers wander along the underside of his length, earning a twitch of his shaft and a brief catch in Bakugou's breath. He'll deny it ever happened as he spreads his knees a bit beneath Manjoume's thighs.]

And what fucking part of you is somewhere else? [Undivided attention his ass! He's got ALL of Manjoume's attention right now! Or he better have after he reaches down and deliberately gropes his boyfriend's left ass cheek, middle finger pointedly dipping inside his cleft just enough to brush that puckered ring within.]

[Manjoume gasps at the touch, at the tease against the outside of his entrance. His attempt at remaining cocky is definitely slipping, but he forces himself to smile as his hand curls into a firmer grip around Bakugou's cock, thumb pressing against the head.]

Mm, was... elsewhere thinking about other things I could do to you, but... certainly being tempted now to skip straight past them and go straight to the part where I ride you into this bed.

[The lube's in arm's reach in the drawer of the nightstand by Bakugou's head, it wouldn't be that difficult to get it from here. But Manjoume doesn't make the move to try to reach for it himself, since he'd prefer keeping his hands where they are right now.]

[Manjoume's confidence is impressive, but it's pretty fragile at times. Bakugou can see him shake already and try to retain his cocky nature, but the way he's squirming and the sound of his breathing is pretty telling. But fuck, he's trying to keep it, if that grip on the blonde's dick is any indication. A smear of precum meets the digging thumb. Fuck...]

Heh, so it was still all on me. Idiot. [That's what he thought. Good boyfriend. An ashen brow arches at the suggestion to skip to the good part and he traces his fingers across the wrinkled circle in lazy "thinking" motions.] Sure you wanna do that with all this in the way?

[And deliberately raises a leg so he can bump his knee into Manjoume's back, the fabric of his pants rubbing at his boyfriend's skin. Sure, the lube's in reach, but there's more things they could be doing with each other... and Bakugou's not entirely in a rush to jump straight to fuck.]

[In response, Manjoume grinds a little against the material, considering. Sort of defeats the purpose of not wanting to end up with rug burns if he's just going to be doing shit like this when they're in bed, but still.]

Could be fun... then again, it'd probably be a hassle to have to clean later. Depending on if you're staying the night or need to head out again later, anyway.

[And while Manjoume Jun has thankfully become a person who does do his laundry a lot more often these days, he is still the type to try to avoid it if he can, so after a moment, he instead moves his hands to the other boy's waistband and gestures for Bakugou to sit up so we can get the rest of his clothes off.]

[They'd end up risking way more rug burns doing it on the rug than they would fucking with a few clothes still on. Not that Bakugou really likes fucking with clothes on, since that means more laundry and damp clothes post sex feel disgusting.]

I can stay the night. You've still got a change of my clothes here, idiot.

[Certainly not because Bakugou's efficient like that and brought a pair or two over to Manjoume's in the past to be ready for something like this in the future. His toothbrush and stuff are in his bag.

With the hands going to his hem and that gesturing tug to sit up, Bakugou pulls himself forward to rest on his ass in front of his boyfriend, abdominal muscles hardening from the pull and flexing when he eases into position. Enjoy the view, Manjoume.]

[Manjoume blinks at that, clearly having forgotten for a moment that Bakugou has spare clothes here. His mouth quirks faintly, a fight at trying not to smile like a sap at the confirmation that Bakugou wants to stay the night, instead focusing his efforts back on getting these damn pants off and out of the way.

His gaze lifts briefly from Bakugou's exposed dick to his abdominal muscles again when they flex, and then back down again after pushing aside the rest of his clothing onto the floor and out of sight. He licks his lips for a second, considering.]

Do you... [A pause.] ... want me to try using my mouth?

[For some reason, it was easier to say he wants to ride Bakugou's dick than it is to ask if the other boy wants a blowjob?? Manjoume why are you like this...]

[What, he's been here before! Bakugou gives him a flat look when Manjoume's expression betrays his momentary mind lapse. Then again, most people wouldn't peg the blonde for being willing to leave his clothes somewhere, so it's not completely unsurprising. But then that bare hint of a smile shows up despite Manjoume's attempt to smother it and Bakugou rolls his eyes at his boyfriend's stupid emotions. Figures. What a sap.

He moves his hips and legs as needed to let the other boy strip his pants off his body, boxer briefs following and soon his dick slaps up against his abs with a lewd sound as Bakugou drops down to his ass again, abdominal muscles hardening beneath Manjoume's gaze. Yeah, who cares where their clothes go now. That tongue on his boyfriend's lips is more interesting.]

Heh, that flusters you, Mr. Let Me Ride your Dick? [Bakugou leans in, intertwining his legs with Manjoume's with one above his thigh and one below the opposite, as he pulls forward and scoots in close to the other boy. Fingers settle on his shoulder and the side of his neck, pulling Manjoume towards him as Bakugou tilts his head and claims the duelist's mouth with a heated kiss. Combing his hand up the back of his head, through the ascending spikes of rich dark hair.] Hell yeah I do...

Shut up.

[He manages to say to the other boy before he's being pulled into the kiss, an easy distraction from being able to potentially grump any further. He allows himself to lean into the pull of Bakugou's hands, leaning into the fingers combing through his hair with an appreciative groan against Bakugou's mouth, before he finally directs his attention further south.

He slips out of Bakugou's hold momentarily so that he can shuffle back into a proper position to be able to redirect his mouth from the other boy's to his cock instead--not that he actually goes right for the prize, that is. Instead he licks his lips before pressing his mouth against Bakugou's inner thigh, just shy of his cock as he offers a quick teasing nibble of a bite against the skin here and there. One of his hands curls around the base of Bakugou's cock, while the other grabs for Bakugou's hand. He doesn't redirect it into his hair yet (though he almost certainly will attempt to encourage that sooner or later given how much he seems to like having Bakugou's hands in his hair), for now just squeezing at it for support.]

[That's a good way to shut him up. Bakugou tilts his head and presses into the kiss with a low groan of pleasure. Manjoume's lips feel so damn good, soft and slender, yet with enough definition and plump to give contrasting sensations. He breaks the kiss just enough to slide his tongue between their mouths, tracing over his boyfriend's Cupid's Bow and along his lower lip. The return groan he gets in response is a welcome sound and vibration.

Bakugou moves on the bed to give Manjoume better access and freedom, spreading his legs a bit as he drops back into his elbows. Red eyes train on the other boy's actions as he lowers himself down towards his hips, a low grunt of surprise slipping out between his teeth when Manjoume opts to bite at his thigh rather than go straight for his dick. Cabled muscle flexes at the nip and Bakugou reflexively tents his knee. Fucking sensitive... Definitely not a place he usually gets touched outside of massaging himself after a mission or workout.]

Fuck... [Finally Manjoume gets his hand around his dick, causing Bakugou's cock to jump in his grip with a heady pulse. He blinks at the hand flopping around for something before it finds his own and the blonde surrenders it to be grabbed. A few squeezes and he curls his fingers around Manjoume's grip.] How much control do you want me to have?

[Either via moving Manjoume's head or moving his own hips.]

[Manjoume hums slightly in consideration here, a vibration that can be felt against Bakugou's skin as he seems to debate how to answer that.]

I think... that depends on what condition you want me in after: if you still plan on getting your dick in me, then maybe try not to wreck my throat too much.

[And with that said, he then proceeds to finally touch his lips to Bakugou's dick, starting small with little licks against the underside and the head, before pressing his lips there with a little more force and his tongue digging in against the slit here, allowing the head to pass his lips and enter his mouth just barely. He glances up at Bakugou at this point, waiting to see if the other boy is going to try to move Manjoume's head or his own hips to make him stop doing such teasing motions and take more of him into his mouth.]

[Bakugou's aware his temperament would suggest he'd take control and just do whatever the hell he wanted, especially since Manjoume was offering to "use" his mouth. But... guess he's deeper than his exterior would suggest, as he waits for the other boy to decide. The answer earns a brief snort and he drags his hand through Manjoume's hair.]

Didn't know your ass was connected to your mouth's state.

[Bu the taunting words don't match with his hand and expression as he watches Manjoume brush his lips against the head of his dick. Fuck, even that simple touch is pleasant. Small flicks of a pink tongue wet around his glans and delta between head and shaft, earning a soft exhale from the blonde. And a quick "fuck" as Bakugou tents his knees when Manjoume digs his tongue into the slit crowning the top of his shaft. Nerves fired off from that little action. Then slowly sinks back down as his boyfriend eases his tip into his mouth, covering the sensitive skin with warmth and wet.

That glance up seems to say everything going through Manjoume's mind, so Bakugou presses his feet flat to the bed's surface and then slowly pushes his hips up into Manjoume's mouth, using his hand on the back of his head to keep him there.]

[Manjoume gives him a look momentarily at that remark--listen, the reason he said that was because if his throat is too far wrecked, then it means he won't be able to do a whole lot of talking or praising or the like when he's riding his boyfriend, and Bakugou is just going to have to deal with him being quieter later.

But, he doesn't really take the opportunity to explain all that since his mouth is currently, ah... preoccupied. He allows Bakugou to hold his head in place and push more of his cock into his mouth as far as the other boy deigns to make him take for now. He carefully runs his tongue against the underside of the other boy's cock and tries to relax as much of his throat as possible in his current position so that he won't choke if Bakugou tries to reach the very back of his throat here, but otherwise doesn't try to pull off, instead getting used to having him there before he will try to establish a rhythm of some kind to suck him off.]

[Yeah, he knows. He smirks at the look Manjoume gives him but doesn't push otherwise. It's not like he's planning on shoving his dick down his boyfriend's throat right off the fucking bat. Bakugou rather likes it when the other boy is vocal during sex, even if it takes a bit to crack that proud voice open. Not that Manjoume has any less a difficult time getting Bakugou to voice anything during sex other than snarls or growls when the explosive blonde's on the bottom.

A low breath escapes his lips, red eyes lidding and a pink flush appearing on his cheekbones as he begins to roll his hips and push his dick into Manjoume's mouth. Bakugou curls his fingers into the other boy's hair, threading them through the thick black spikes and running his fingertips across his scalp. Only halfway, his dick stops where it is, pulsing between Manjoume's jaws, then drags backwards as Bakugou lowers his hips. All the way till the back of his crown rests against his boyfriend's teeth... and then pushes back up and in. Each time Manjoume runs his tongue along the underside of his dick, it gets a small reaction, from a hitched breath to a twitch of his leg or a reflexive curl / flex of his fingers. It's when his boyfriend decides to start sucking that Bakugou's voice comes out in a low, husky tone-] Fuck... Just like that...

[The encouragement, as few words as it is, motivates Manjoume to keep going, to apply more suction when he sucks, firmer licks and presses of his tongue and lips around Bakugou's cock. He closes his eyes for now instead of paying attention to his boyfriend's face, completely focused now on the goal of trying to get Bakugou off here--they're both hormonal idiots, he's pretty sure that Bakugou will be raring to go again soon enough, so he's fine with trying to edge the other boy into coming more than once here tonight.

Although, he's not really a fan of the taste when it comes to that part, but for once, he's willing to try to suck (ha) it up here and attempt to swallow anyway this time if Bakugou does deign to come in his mouth.]

[He'd've punched him on the head if encouraging him made Manjoume stop. Bakugou grits his teeth as that suction suddenly increases, dragging at his skin and making his toes curl against the sheets. Fingers dig into the back of his boyfriend's head when he licks up the length of his dick, flat of his tongue firmly cupping the underside and making his nerves sing. Somehow, seeing Manjoume with his eyes closed and bobbing up and down on his dick instead of staring right at him makes the entire thing even more intimate. Bastard's really getting into the action... focusing... Hell if Bakugou's not appreciative of that attitude.

One, he definitely can come more than once in a night. Two, he's not about to let Manjoume get him off so quickly, dammit! Even if his admittedly-improving blowjob skills are making his balls tighten up. Fuck...

Bakugou knows the taste isn't really Manjoume's favorite, so it's a good thing he gets just as much pleasure out of seeing his cum painted on his boyfriend's face as he would having him take it down his throat. Normally he'll pull out unless he's really in the dominating mood or Manjoume makes it clear he wants to swallow.]

[Wow, don't punch him while he's got his mouth on your dick, that's asking for him to end up biting you in retaliation...

That aside, Manjoume is open to whichever Bakugou decides he wants to do, whether that means releasing in his mouth or on his face... provided it doesn't end up directly in his eyes or his hair for that latter choice. Because then, Bakugou will likely have to deal with his prissy boyfriend being annoyed about that.

But that possibility isn't really at the forefront of his mind right this second. At the feeling of Bakugou's nails digging into his scalp, there's a slight moan that manages to slip past Manjoume's mouth, despite his ministrations with his tongue and lips against the other boy's cock. He can feel his own erection begging for some kind of relief, but Manjoume stubbornly ignores the temptation to try to touch himself here as he is still determined to try to see if he can make Bakugou come first here.]

[And biting him would result in something else, with them ending up fighting in the bed like a pair of idiots. So yeah, good thing he's not going to punch him in the head.

Dammit, Manjoume, he's not going to come directly in your eyes! Might not be able to avoid getting any on his bangs if he comes on his boyfriend's face, however, since that's a lot of hair to try and maneuver his jizz around. Might do the best of both worlds and come in his mouth for a burst or two, then pull out (or push Manjoume's head back) and unload the rest on his face. Prissy boyfriend or not.

Fuck, a moan from Manjoume's mouth means vibrations on his dick, on top of that sucking and bobbing. Bakugou repeats the action, caressing his boyfriend's scalp with his fingertips, blunt nails dragging through his hair. He slowly starts to rock his hips up and down, pushing into Manjoume's mouth with measured pace so as to not shove too deep. Bakugou hooks his legs over the back of his boyfriend's thighs, just wanting to feel him as they lie together and move. His head drops back on the mattress, eyes closing and a hard curse leaving his mouth as his dick pulses and hardens inside Manjoume's mouth.] Almost... fuck...

[For a second, Manjoume pulls back off of Bakugou's cock just enough to speak against the other boy's skin.]

What... are you waiting for? I can tell you want to come, do you need a written invitation or something?

[Geez, even when he's just had Bakugou's dick in his mouth, it seems that Manjoume Thunder has a habit of being rather aggressively himself, even as he then proceeds to lower his head back down again to Bakugou's cock to bring it back toward his waiting mouth.]

[Bakugou's eyes widen and he jerks his head up when Manjoume pulls off him.] The fuck?! I was- [-almost there! Now Manjoume's got his mouth right against his dick and is mouthing off to him?! He stopped his blowjob just to bitch at him for taking too long?! Bastard!!

As soon as Manjoume lowers his mouth back down, Bakugou fists the back of his hair and shoves, forcing himself halfway inside the other boy's mouth with an angry growl. Dammit, he didn't need that break! Now he has to work himself back up that scant lost ground, pushing his hips up and actively fucking his boyfriend's mouth.

The way he's sucking, the wrap of his lips and brush of his teeth, coupled with that warm cavern and Manjoume's tongue, along with the fact he'd just been there soon earns a sharp cuss from the explosive blonde. Bakugou tosses his head back with a shout of pleasure and comes hard, bursting inside Manjoume's mouth for one or two spurts before jerking his hips (and his boyfriend's head) back to unload the rest on his handsome face.]

[Well hey, it worked didn't it? Or at least Manjoume will consider this a success to himself privately, even when he almost chokes for a second when Bakugou initially shoves his way back into his mouth. But he's nothing if not resiliant so he allows the other boy to proactively fuck his mouth here, gasping around the other's dick at the strong grip in his hair, before his noises become far more vocal when Bakugou suddenly jerks his head back and off so that he can finish on his face.

For a moment, Manjoume just stays still without trying to remove himself from Bakugou's grip still in his hair, swallowing and just trying to breathe again now that he's no longer sucking on the other boy's cock. He can feel whats on his face and its kind of gross actually now that some of the adreneline is waning a little, but he doesn't make to try to wipe at his face yet to remove it. Besides, he can probably get Bakugou to take care of that for him here in a second...

So instead, he simply focuses on catching his breath until he can speak again.]

Ha... you should have seen the look on your face a second ago. It was priceless.

[Says the guy whose face is filthy right now?? Though he does frown a little as he remembers his bangs here and hopes that he isn't going to feel anything if he tries to touch them right now.]

That better not have reached my hair...

Edited 2023-07-22 18:04 (UTC)

[Even if Manjoume's gonna be a mouthy bastard to him, that doesn't mean Bakugou's going to completely write off his boyfriend's preferences and pleasure. Shooting some into his mouth and getting the rest on his face is a win for both of them. And damn, the view from up here is nice. Seeing lances and drips of white streaking Manjoume's face, a few white beads collecting on his jaw and sticking to his chin, playing with the saliva already there from the other boy sucking him off a few seconds ago...

Bakugou takes in the sight while catching his breath and coming down from the high. His grip in Manjoume's hair eases up, letting him decide whether he wants to draw back or not. He sounds nice, both the gulping drags down his throat and the way he's sucking in his breath over and over. Yeah, he knows the afterglow and pleasure's going to wear off soon, and Manjoume's going to bitch at him. Bakugou's done the same in reverse, so he expects it by now.]

Heh, fuck off, I was too busy looking at yours.

[And makes the underlying comment understood by lazily smearing a thumb though one of the lines of cum on his boyfriend's cheek. Mentioning Manjoume's hair earns a quirked brow and Bakugou eyes the dark spikes hanging over the other boy's forehead. Yeah, he's an excellent shot and all, but coming? Hell if he cares to snipe every pulse.]

Wash it out later.

[Manjoume definitely scowls at that, fighting the urge to touch his hair to try to feel and see how much of it there he is he will have to worry about washing out...]

Fucking hell... well, at least help me do something about my face, would you?

[Luckily for him, it's not a lot. Mostly a line or two. But since there's not that much space between Manjoume's mouth and those thick bangs of his, he should probably considering asking for the load on his neck and chest next time. Bakugou still thinks he looks hot like this, even if he's gonna be a brat about it.

That's what Bakugou was waiting for and leans over to run his tongue along Manjoume's cheek. Tracing the lines of cum off his skin in lazy motions, hands moving to feel up his boyfriend's chest while he's at it.]

[Neck and chest would be amendable... and maybe he'd even be convinced to let you leave it there a little longer to admire...

But in the meantime, his attention is firmly on the now rather than hypothetical scenarios, gasping when Bakugou's hands come up to play with at the same time he moves his tongue along Manjoume's cheek. Once he's reasonably certain that Bakugou has gotten it all (or at least enough to satisfy Manjoume for the time being) he turns his head so that his own tongue and lips can meet Bakugou's here in a kiss, his hands quickly coming up to wrap his arms around Bakugou's neck as he leans himself further into the touch at his chest.

It really is that easy to make Manjoume forget about his griping about his hair, at least for now.]

[Considering the afterglow of orgasm and Manjoume catching his breath, Bakugou would likely have enough time to admire his handiwork should he end up doing this again, just lower at the climax.

He's gotten most of it by the time Manjoume catches his mouth with his own in a heated kiss. Tongues tangle together, sliding across each other's in a wet tangle as he tries to wrestle the other boy's muscle into the bottom of his mouth. The attempt falters when two arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer, adding to that constant friction against Manjoume's chest. Bakugou's voice comes out in a rumbling sound as he moves his hands over his boyfriend's skin, tilting his head a bit to deepen the kiss as they press together in the heat of the afterglow. Dwindling now for another ignition.

Bakugou slowly shifts forward, encouraging Manjoume to stretch out along with him on the bed so they can twine together a bit more fully, wanting to feel as much of his boyfriend as he can.]

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just ignore that...

lol it's all good

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