[He's trapped and must be compliant, his arms smoothed up through the bottom of the shirt and out through the arms, the collar hooked over two thumbs. The arms are pinned somewhat between them as the other boy moves in. Midoriya catches him by the neck, and he bends down just far enough their foreheads brush.
For a moment or two, his eyes flick back and forth, searching Midoriya's, and then he tips his head and presses an almost playfully biting, hard kiss against Midoriya's lips. He pulls away after to reach up and dump the shirt over his head, unraveling it down over his shoulders and torso.
The unfortunate--fortunate?--part is some of the bruises are blatantly obvious and unable to be hidden by his collar. His hair is already wild enough. He's actually too lax for some certain people not to assume he got laid. RIP.]
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Date: 2018-11-14 03:12 am (UTC)For a moment or two, his eyes flick back and forth, searching Midoriya's, and then he tips his head and presses an almost playfully biting, hard kiss against Midoriya's lips. He pulls away after to reach up and dump the shirt over his head, unraveling it down over his shoulders and torso.
The unfortunate--fortunate?--part is some of the bruises are blatantly obvious and unable to be hidden by his collar. His hair is already wild enough. He's actually too lax for some certain people not to assume he got laid. RIP.]
Goodnight, you fucking dipshit.