[ Shinsou chuckles low as he's pulled closer, hand moving from the blonde hair to instead brace himself on the bed. Leaning down he presses his lips to the corner of Bakugou's lips before moving to kiss along his jaw. ]
I still can't believe you drank that much, who were you even trying to keep up with?
[ Shifting he moves to lay beside Bakugou for now, getting comfortable while still lavishing attention on the blonde. ]
[He leans up to meet Shinso's lips, his hand sliding up along the other's spine as he moves his other takes hold of his hip as the settle next to each other. He hisses a bit as he shuffles a bit to make room, but he's easily distracted by the kisses along his jaw.]
Todoroki.
[He's a competitive person, Shinso knew what he was getting into with this.]
The hangover wasn't too awful.
[Espeically now that he had a warm guy next to him. Even if the rest of his body was sore and stiff.] And you don't look like you're too hungover either.
[ Leaning to steal a quick kiss again one of Shinsou's hands moved to help press the ice against Bakugou's side, grinning quietly at the reaction.
It was true that he hadn't been as hung over but he'd be lying if he said it wasn't in part because he sobered up almost immediately when the other had taken the fall that he did. Amazing how quickly you can go from absolutely pissed to sober when someone gets hurt. After that he just kept drinking water. ]
Drank a lot of water, and had some coffee. Surprisingly feel pretty damn good.
[ Even if the bags under his eyes were probably darker than usual. ]
[He thinks he's not as hungover because he took that fall and is in the pain he's in.] Sorry for worrying you.
[For a moment he just leans in, breathing softly and enjoying how the taller boy feels against him and the way Shinsou's pressing holding the ice pack to the worst of his bruises.
Then he sorta nuzzles in, pressing his nose into Shinsou's neck.] Just coffee, right? Maybe you should have something with more protein.
[He smirks against Shinsou's neck and presses in closer.]
[ The hand not holding the ice to Bakugou's side moves to grip one of his thighs while Shinsou grins, tilting his head to give the other more access to his neck. ]
Mmm, protein probably would be a good idea. Wouldn't it?
[ The hand on Bakugou's thigh shifts, squeezing the muscle there before moving up to grip the others hip and move to push him back down against the mattress. Shifting to lean over the other he just grins down. ]
[ Shinsou shifts so that he's kneeling over Bakugou, one hand moving up under the tank top while the other gripped the blonde's hip. Cool fingers over heated skin as he moved to press open mouthed kisses to Bakugou's stomach. ]
Guess I'll just have to take care of you then. I really shouldn't be encouraging you...but then again having you like this makes things so much easier.
[ Of course Bakugou's right, he doesn't mind. Not in the least. ]
[The muscles of his stomach tense and ripple as Bakugou struggles not to laugh. He's a little ticklish, a secret he's trying to keep under wraps.]
Consider it a reward for me for learning my lesson about drinking too much.
[He just smiles smugly and lifts his hips. He's hard already, cock pressing the mesh fabric of his shorts obscenely, eager for this, eager for Shinsou.]
I figured you'd like to be in control.
[So does Bakugou, but he's okay with giving it up sometimes.]
[ He grins against the others skin, hands moving so that both are on Bakugou's hips and pushing him down into the mattress, careful of his injuries but still pinning the other down. Bakugou was right that he enjoyed having the control, almost as much as he liked letting the explosive blonde have it.
Instead of saying much else in response Shinsou hooked his fingers under the band of the others gym shorts and easily pulled them down his hips. Using one hand he pumped the other a couple times, pressing soft kisses and nips along Bakugou's hip bone. Grinning at each little jump of skin before running the flat of his tongue over places he had already bit and making his way to his goal. ]
[They're a good match sexually, usually on the same page with who takes control and who submits to the other.]
Probably not. No way to tell.
[Actually, he has, but he can tease right back.
His cock catches on the waistband of his shorts, and then once free it smacks against his stomach with a sticky 'thawp.' He moans softly as Shinsou kisses his hips and strokes him. He wants to squirm, but he keeps as still as he can. His head lulls back and he lets out another pleased sigh.]
[ He continues to tease a few moments before finally bringing the head to his lips. His movements are lazy and very obviously teasing as he runs his tongue from base to tip. He does it a few times before actually taking Bakugou into his mouth.
The heady smell mixed with the heavy feeling on his tongue was enough to already have Shinsou growing hard in his sweats. It was something he would readily admit to the blonde that he enjoyed. Humming around the cock in his mouth he let himself focus on the task at hand, one hand running fingers over Bakugou's thigh while the other kept hold of the other. ]
[It doesn't matter that it's teasing, it feels good and makes him sigh and moan softly, one hand going into that mass of purple hair, doing his best not to shove down, just gently rubbing the other's scalp as he's then swallowed into that hot mouth.]
Fuck.
[He loved getting head, loved giving too, and Shinsou seems to have a particular talent for it. He tries his best not writhe under that talented mouth.]
God, Shinsou. Fuck, you're so fucking good at this.
[ The hand in his hair mixed with the praise only seems to spur Shinsou on, groaning as he continued to bob his head. With each stroke down he manages to take more in, swallowing and mentally reminding himself to breath through his nose. Violet eyes dart up to look at the blonde, see his reaction as he once more moves his hands.
One hand wraps around the base of Bakugou's cock, stimulating what parts he doesn't have in his mouth, while the other cups the blonde's balls as he strokes his thumb along the crease. It's only after he's got a rhythm going that he picks up the pace.
Eyelids flutter at the praise and Shinsou moans around cock in his mouth. ]
[His pants become heavier as the violet haired boy took his balls in hand.]
Yes. Fuck. Love that.
[Fuck, he loves his balls being played with. He moans, louder than before, and he claps a hand over his mouth to keep it muffled so he doesn't bother Kirishima next door. (He is capable of being considerate, but thankfully he knows Kirishima is out like a light and sleeps like the dead)]
Fuck, Shinsou.
[His hips press up, his body wanting more of that warm heat around his dick.]
[ At Bakugou's hips rocking up Shinsou pulled back, the hand around the base of the blonde's cock shifting to instead press his hips firmly against the bed again. Pulling completely off Shinsou grinned, jerking him off while still playing with his sack. ]
Good to see you're apparently well enough to be enjoying this.
[ He doesn't even bother to wipe away the drool collected on his chin as he leans forward, keeping Bakugou's gaze locked on him. ]
Now, can you keep these hips still for even a little bit for me?
[ With the question in the air Shinsou makes easy work of sinking back down onto the others cock, this time however he kept going. Eyes locked on red ones he didn't stop until he was swallowing around the cock in his mouth. Holding himself there he moaned out a breath through his nose before finally pulling back off and not pausing in setting a good pace as he continued to bob his head. He had a goal. As much as they had joked, he did actually hope it would be a good distraction from the plain of falling.
When it gets to be too much for himself however his hand leaves Bakugou's balls in favor of being stuffed down the front of his own sweats, fisting himself in time with his bobbing. ]
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@jackboots
Date: 2019-12-29 10:05 am (UTC)From:calling him by his hero name is weird.
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Date: 2019-12-29 01:56 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-12-29 03:35 pm (UTC)From:Hizashi would never let me live it down.
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Date: 2019-12-29 10:51 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-12-30 01:40 am (UTC)From:And now that you'd said it I'm going to have to be even more careful.
You've cursed me...
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Date: 2019-12-30 04:38 am (UTC)From:And gooooood luck.
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Date: 2019-12-30 08:15 am (UTC)From:But thanks.
@fullgauntlet
Date: 2019-12-29 10:07 am (UTC)From:Kinda hope someone got something on their phone or remembers more than us.
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Date: 2019-12-29 07:41 pm (UTC)From:But I guess I don't remember taking your tie.
Do you still want me to come pick you up?
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Date: 2019-12-30 01:42 am (UTC)From:And yes.
Please?
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Date: 2019-12-30 04:41 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-12-31 12:41 am (UTC)From:@fullgauntlet 2
Date: 2019-12-29 10:10 am (UTC)From:Sounds like a fun test.
Maybe next time we'll just have to try it out.
[ Shinsou has no idea how well he can do nerdy dirty talk but....he's willing to try? ]
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Date: 2019-12-29 07:42 pm (UTC)From:If there's anything you wanted me to do...?
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Date: 2019-12-30 01:43 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2019-12-30 04:42 pm (UTC)From:Hitoshi-kun.
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Date: 2019-12-31 12:43 am (UTC)From:[ There's a short pause before... ]
Izuku.
But to answer your question...there isn't anything I can really think of right now. If I think some something I'll bring it up to you though.
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Date: 2019-12-31 01:09 am (UTC)From:I'd be willing to try.
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Date: 2019-12-31 10:51 am (UTC)From:@boomboombitch
Date: 2019-12-29 10:24 am (UTC)From:I still can't believe you drank that much, who were you even trying to keep up with?
[ Shifting he moves to lay beside Bakugou for now, getting comfortable while still lavishing attention on the blonde. ]
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Date: 2019-12-29 03:00 pm (UTC)From:Todoroki.
[He's a competitive person, Shinso knew what he was getting into with this.]
The hangover wasn't too awful.
[Espeically now that he had a warm guy next to him. Even if the rest of his body was sore and stiff.] And you don't look like you're too hungover either.
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Date: 2019-12-29 03:55 pm (UTC)From:[ Leaning to steal a quick kiss again one of Shinsou's hands moved to help press the ice against Bakugou's side, grinning quietly at the reaction.
It was true that he hadn't been as hung over but he'd be lying if he said it wasn't in part because he sobered up almost immediately when the other had taken the fall that he did. Amazing how quickly you can go from absolutely pissed to sober when someone gets hurt. After that he just kept drinking water. ]
Drank a lot of water, and had some coffee. Surprisingly feel pretty damn good.
[ Even if the bags under his eyes were probably darker than usual. ]
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Date: 2019-12-29 04:52 pm (UTC)From:[For a moment he just leans in, breathing softly and enjoying how the taller boy feels against him and the way Shinsou's pressing holding the ice pack to the worst of his bruises.
Then he sorta nuzzles in, pressing his nose into Shinsou's neck.] Just coffee, right? Maybe you should have something with more protein.
[He smirks against Shinsou's neck and presses in closer.]
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Date: 2019-12-29 05:28 pm (UTC)From:Mmm, protein probably would be a good idea. Wouldn't it?
[ The hand on Bakugou's thigh shifts, squeezing the muscle there before moving up to grip the others hip and move to push him back down against the mattress. Shifting to lean over the other he just grins down. ]
I wonder just how I'll get that...
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Date: 2019-12-29 05:43 pm (UTC)From:As he's turned over, his tank top rides up and it's clear that he isn't wearing under his gym shorts.]
I might know a source, but you'll have to work for it since I'm pretty banged up.
[He moves a hand to cup Shinsou's cheek, leans up to kiss him quickly before settling back again.] But I don't think you'll mind that.
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Date: 2019-12-30 02:57 am (UTC)From:Guess I'll just have to take care of you then. I really shouldn't be encouraging you...but then again having you like this makes things so much easier.
[ Of course Bakugou's right, he doesn't mind. Not in the least. ]
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Date: 2019-12-30 07:05 am (UTC)From:Consider it a reward for me for learning my lesson about drinking too much.
[He just smiles smugly and lifts his hips. He's hard already, cock pressing the mesh fabric of his shorts obscenely, eager for this, eager for Shinsou.]
I figured you'd like to be in control.
[So does Bakugou, but he's okay with giving it up sometimes.]
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Date: 2019-12-30 08:13 am (UTC)From:[ He grins against the others skin, hands moving so that both are on Bakugou's hips and pushing him down into the mattress, careful of his injuries but still pinning the other down. Bakugou was right that he enjoyed having the control, almost as much as he liked letting the explosive blonde have it.
Instead of saying much else in response Shinsou hooked his fingers under the band of the others gym shorts and easily pulled them down his hips. Using one hand he pumped the other a couple times, pressing soft kisses and nips along Bakugou's hip bone. Grinning at each little jump of skin before running the flat of his tongue over places he had already bit and making his way to his goal. ]
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Date: 2019-12-30 10:00 am (UTC)From:Probably not. No way to tell.
[Actually, he has, but he can tease right back.
His cock catches on the waistband of his shorts, and then once free it smacks against his stomach with a sticky 'thawp.' He moans softly as Shinsou kisses his hips and strokes him. He wants to squirm, but he keeps as still as he can. His head lulls back and he lets out another pleased sigh.]
Fuck yes.
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Date: 2019-12-30 11:52 am (UTC)From:The heady smell mixed with the heavy feeling on his tongue was enough to already have Shinsou growing hard in his sweats. It was something he would readily admit to the blonde that he enjoyed. Humming around the cock in his mouth he let himself focus on the task at hand, one hand running fingers over Bakugou's thigh while the other kept hold of the other. ]
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Date: 2019-12-30 01:16 pm (UTC)From:Fuck.
[He loved getting head, loved giving too, and Shinsou seems to have a particular talent for it. He tries his best not writhe under that talented mouth.]
God, Shinsou. Fuck, you're so fucking good at this.
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Date: 2019-12-31 12:39 am (UTC)From:One hand wraps around the base of Bakugou's cock, stimulating what parts he doesn't have in his mouth, while the other cups the blonde's balls as he strokes his thumb along the crease. It's only after he's got a rhythm going that he picks up the pace.
Eyelids flutter at the praise and Shinsou moans around cock in his mouth. ]
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Date: 2019-12-31 10:11 am (UTC)From:Yes. Fuck. Love that.
[Fuck, he loves his balls being played with. He moans, louder than before, and he claps a hand over his mouth to keep it muffled so he doesn't bother Kirishima next door. (He is capable of being considerate, but thankfully he knows Kirishima is out like a light and sleeps like the dead)]
Fuck, Shinsou.
[His hips press up, his body wanting more of that warm heat around his dick.]
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Date: 2019-12-31 10:49 am (UTC)From:Good to see you're apparently well enough to be enjoying this.
[ He doesn't even bother to wipe away the drool collected on his chin as he leans forward, keeping Bakugou's gaze locked on him. ]
Now, can you keep these hips still for even a little bit for me?
[ With the question in the air Shinsou makes easy work of sinking back down onto the others cock, this time however he kept going. Eyes locked on red ones he didn't stop until he was swallowing around the cock in his mouth. Holding himself there he moaned out a breath through his nose before finally pulling back off and not pausing in setting a good pace as he continued to bob his head. He had a goal. As much as they had joked, he did actually hope it would be a good distraction from the plain of falling.
When it gets to be too much for himself however his hand leaves Bakugou's balls in favor of being stuffed down the front of his own sweats, fisting himself in time with his bobbing. ]