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[The vibration around the cock is a throat growl, though he is too busy to clarify whether it's in relation to being called a slut or being told what he's wanted is his mouth full of Midoriya.

But it's fine. Instead, he punishes Midoriya by taking his mouth away with no less than a wet suck on the end. He twists his fist around the girth of it, and when his palm is wet enough, he starts pumping with a quick, intense speed. A tease, but a threat. Purposefully not taking it slow like he plans to get Midoriya to finish in the next few minutes rather than drag it out like intended.]

Don't bullshit me. [His free hand smooths up over Midoriya's skin from groin to right below the top of the chest. His eyes are as hungry as the wet gleam to his mouth.] I can get your dick anytime I want.

[He stops teasing--sort of. The cock goes back in his mouth, pushed as far back toward his throat as possible without gagging him. The rough fingers stretched up brush back and forth over one of Midoriya's pecks, followed by a thumb to rub the nipple.]

From:

pacifisting

[ Of course mouthing off just gets Bakugou drawing back, jerking him instead of going back down on him. Midoriya knew that was the most likely option the moment he started pushing it, but he also can't stop himself. He goes back against the counter with a hissed breath escaping between his clenched teeth, tossing arm over his eyes as he squeezes them shut.

It's one thing to go through training to resist quirks, or to spar, or to build up a tolerance to certain things. It's something else entirely when Bakugou's jerking him off like he's going to wring the orgasm out of him sooner rather than later because there's not any training in the world he can think of to make him strong enough to resist the one-two punch of his mouth and the tight grip of his hand. ]

Yes. Yes, yeah. [ He's not going to argue that because it is true. Midoriya doesn't have it in him to say no if Bakugou propositions him but he also wouldn't ever want to say no. His whole body shudders when Bakugou slides back down, fingers rubbing over his nipple as his mouth eases over and while he's careful not to force him down, he can't help but touch. His hand curls back into Bakugou's hair and his hips flex, just a touch to push up into his mouth with a trembling groan of his name, thighs tight. ]