[Even before he'd embarrassed Bakugo, bluntly asking permission to shift the manner of touch between them once again, Charlie could feel heat rising beneath his chest. While the sensation could easily be ascribed to some kind of supernatural physiology, Charlie doesn't linger on that possibility long. Bakugo's tense, and overworked muscles constantly run warm.
He could stay here, nose nestled into the boy's neck with hands wandering over his body, for a while...
But there's the matter of that.
Making this guy squirm and ask for it could be fun, but Charlie's not particularly patient. He hums into the reddening skin beneath his lips, pressing a slight kiss against the thin, thin barrier between him and the boy's deliciously hot blood. Since arriving in the casino, Charlie has found it easier to feed when his partner is rapt in pleasure.
He sucks lightly where he'd kissed, pausing to offer unsolicited humor.] Oh, I'd better watch out then... [Not so much calling Bakugo on a bluff as admitting the limits of his handsy expertise. His hand jobs are only 'okay', so he's been told.
With another nuzzle into the crook of Bakguo's neck, Charlie shifts his body without adding distance between them. His hands dip downwards, curled knuckles running lightly over the areas he'd previously worked over. When he reaches Bakugo's cock his thumb runs slowly along the shaft, fingers fanning beneath it. The pad of his thumb presses into its tip, squeezing the swollen arousal before he begins to work slowly back, then forward, offering that same squeeze each time he reaches its end.]
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He could stay here, nose nestled into the boy's neck with hands wandering over his body, for a while...
But there's the matter of that.
Making this guy squirm and ask for it could be fun, but Charlie's not particularly patient. He hums into the reddening skin beneath his lips, pressing a slight kiss against the thin, thin barrier between him and the boy's deliciously hot blood. Since arriving in the casino, Charlie has found it easier to feed when his partner is rapt in pleasure.
He sucks lightly where he'd kissed, pausing to offer unsolicited humor.] Oh, I'd better watch out then... [Not so much calling Bakugo on a bluff as admitting the limits of his handsy expertise. His hand jobs are only 'okay', so he's been told.
With another nuzzle into the crook of Bakguo's neck, Charlie shifts his body without adding distance between them. His hands dip downwards, curled knuckles running lightly over the areas he'd previously worked over. When he reaches Bakugo's cock his thumb runs slowly along the shaft, fingers fanning beneath it. The pad of his thumb presses into its tip, squeezing the swollen arousal before he begins to work slowly back, then forward, offering that same squeeze each time he reaches its end.]