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[ 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. ]