[cause he's not really trying to murder his dick. otherwise he would've chomped it a lot harder or snapped it in his fist. way worse off. instead, he's letting go of that throbbing shaft in its entirety and going down on denji completely. if this really is a game of back and forth, then bakugou's in it to win it, just like every challenge he comes cross. the added bonus here being knocking his boyfriend onto his proverbial back with the sensations. time's not on their side, so if he's able to add an element of surprise to get denji off, that's easily done. he wanted to make him wait a bit longer, take him down one finger uncurled at a time, but someone had to be a sexy bastard and force his hand. and his mouth.
fuck, denji's being loud and that's what bakugou was trying to avoid. he can't reach his mouth with his hand either, down here on his knees like this. curse those extra inches between them. better start hammering away on his resolve, grab onto those nerves and give them a rush so hard, it'll make the half-devil's legs want to buckle beneath him. he can use his mouth like this too, not just for shouting at people. teeth grazing gently on the tender skin stretched taut and soft over his hardened shaft, tongue pressing to the throbbing underside as he cups his shaft with the slick muscle, lips gripping around the root of his cock and alternating between a tight suction and loose stroking, all coupled with the back and forth bobbing motions as bakugou sucks on him with varying strengths and wetness. letting his saliva leak over his dick or swallowing the melange of precum and spit, it makes a mess of his boyfriend's arousal either way. when fingers fist in his hair and denji starts to move his hips, he stills enough to give him control over the pace, a low hum vibrating through his mouth and tongue into the blonde's throbbing length. he doesn't let him shove it in all the way, hands still plastered to a thigh and hip, still wanting to be he one in control of experimenting with deep throating him, but it feels good regardless, to have his boyfriend chasing his pleasure.
denji makes a demand that's lust-stupid and bakugou isn't even gonna address it with an attempt. his red eyes burn with arousal as he drags his fingers over his boyfriend's stomach, spelling out the simple "no" right on his abs. he's not gonna contort himself just so denji can get a look at him jerking off while he blows him! the shower wouldn't allow that in the first place. his head and body are in the way and denji's just gonna have to deal with it as bakugou reaches between his boyfriend's thighs and starts messing with his balls again while he sucks him off. his other hand remains vigilant about the half-devil's legs, waiting to catch him if he ends up buckling under the sensations. another time, denji can watch. when bakugou's on his back and denji's fucking his mouth upside down with the hero's body stretched out beneath him. if denji can stand to watch that sight alone without giving into the desire to suck him off too... hey, he knows his boyfriend's got a lot of horny thoughts about them.]
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fuck, denji's being loud and that's what bakugou was trying to avoid. he can't reach his mouth with his hand either, down here on his knees like this. curse those extra inches between them. better start hammering away on his resolve, grab onto those nerves and give them a rush so hard, it'll make the half-devil's legs want to buckle beneath him. he can use his mouth like this too, not just for shouting at people. teeth grazing gently on the tender skin stretched taut and soft over his hardened shaft, tongue pressing to the throbbing underside as he cups his shaft with the slick muscle, lips gripping around the root of his cock and alternating between a tight suction and loose stroking, all coupled with the back and forth bobbing motions as bakugou sucks on him with varying strengths and wetness. letting his saliva leak over his dick or swallowing the melange of precum and spit, it makes a mess of his boyfriend's arousal either way. when fingers fist in his hair and denji starts to move his hips, he stills enough to give him control over the pace, a low hum vibrating through his mouth and tongue into the blonde's throbbing length. he doesn't let him shove it in all the way, hands still plastered to a thigh and hip, still wanting to be he one in control of experimenting with deep throating him, but it feels good regardless, to have his boyfriend chasing his pleasure.
denji makes a demand that's lust-stupid and bakugou isn't even gonna address it with an attempt. his red eyes burn with arousal as he drags his fingers over his boyfriend's stomach, spelling out the simple "no" right on his abs. he's not gonna contort himself just so denji can get a look at him jerking off while he blows him! the shower wouldn't allow that in the first place. his head and body are in the way and denji's just gonna have to deal with it as bakugou reaches between his boyfriend's thighs and starts messing with his balls again while he sucks him off. his other hand remains vigilant about the half-devil's legs, waiting to catch him if he ends up buckling under the sensations. another time, denji can watch. when bakugou's on his back and denji's fucking his mouth upside down with the hero's body stretched out beneath him. if denji can stand to watch that sight alone without giving into the desire to suck him off too... hey, he knows his boyfriend's got a lot of horny thoughts about them.]