bobwrites:

anon idk if u mean nsfw or not but this is someth i had in my notes for a while im so sorry anon its fetus me writing TvT

“Bakugou” Bakugo revels in the sounds he elicits from Todoroki, fingertips feather light as his hand runs along Todoroki’s side, relishing in every shudder and squirm the male under him makes in the twisted sheets. Callused fingers card through his hair, insistent and demanding, yet Todoroki doesn’t move, taking whatever Bakugou deigns to give him. “Patience, love.” He purrs back, coming up to mouth Todoroki’s collarbone, teeth scraping along skin and scar, little nips and licks that has Todoroki’s breath hitching and his bare legs tightening around Bakugou’s waist. Todoroki’s scent is intoxicating and familiar, mint and cotton and the faint hint of ember and pine. When he does raise himself on his elbows to look at his handiwork below him, Bakugou feels all his blood rush south. Todoroki exhales through parted lips flushed from kissing, breath frosting white in the heat of the room, the very image of debauchery. He’s in nothing but Bakugou’s shirt, his nudity a contrast to Bakugou’s own dressed state, and his hair a delicious white and red mess from Bakugou’s hands. “I swear to god, Baku, if you don’t-” Todoroki’s voice breaks when Baku slides his finger tip farther downwards, traces the v of his hips, yet never where he wants, desire clouding his mind as he arches into the touch-oh god-he’d been kept at the edge for so long–

Bakugou was at his limit, neglected erection painfully hard as he ignores it for the sake of feasting his gaze upon the half-and-half bastards face. His touch stops just along the inside of Todoroki’s thighs, circling the supple flesh. “Is this not enough for you, love? I could just leave you here, you know,” he drawls, making a point to run his gaze along every inch of his lover. He doesn’t expect the sudden yank on the back of his neck, bringing his face inches from Todoroki’s own, blue flame and cold grey almost swallowed by black as he blinks back at Todoroki. The answering growl is a challenge, “If you don’t fuck me now, Bakugou, I’ll make sure you’ll never be able to again.” He doesn’t give Bakugou a chance to respond, raising his hips up, so that he grinds against his clothed cock. “And this time, don’t hold back, Katsuki.“ 

His control shreds.

Hoooooooooo boyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

*fans self*

BORB I AM SCREAMING THIS IS AMAZING IM USUALLY NOT INTO THIS SHIP BUT WOW

I THINK I AM NOW

*runs off to find more*

THE TENSION WAS PERFECT AND THR PACING WAS AGONIZINGLY SLOW BUT YOU NAILED THE DETAILS PERFECTLY AHDJFKMGLFOFJJFNFF

THIS WAS INCREDIBLE AJKSKFKFLFKNFNDNA

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