[He better be glad it's only his anger giving Bakugo's blood warmth. There are other, almost accidental, applications of his Quirk that can make his blood... explosive. Don't worry, it's rare, and usually born of desperation. Hasn't gotten much a hang of it right now though. Certainly isn't about to do something of the sort while sagging against the wall with his knees threatening to give out, breath ragged in his mouth and chest via panting breaths. Fucking hell... As his brain puts itself back into his head, Bakugou's left trying to contemplate the reality he just fucking came from a guy biting him!
Okay, he had his damn hand around his dick at the same time, BUT STILL-!! Pumping his cock, working the last dregs of his seed from the head to drip down to the floor below. It's the weirdest combination of feelings, shuddering from an orgasm afterglow, every nerve in tune to Charlie's hand moving over his dick, yet keenly aware of fangs sunk into his trap's meat every time he contracts, burning amid the lapping tongue and heady swallows over his shoulder. Trying not to fall, Bakugo's forced to rely on the wall and Charlie's grip on his waist.
Sharp teeth slip out of his muscle, leaving the area throbbing and stinging until Charlie licks it, soothing the wound. He doesn't notice immediately that it seals the punctures as well (but when he does...) Bakugo twists his head around, glaring hot behind himself from the corner of his eye. Only to get shoved in the back and flush against the wall. With a grunt, the spell snaps and the blonde about faces, half defensively postured, half warning.]
Of course I haven't, dammit! You think that's normal?! [And don't feign that shit! Biting during sex is WAY different than sticking your fucking fangs in someone and guzzling their blood! He felt and heard BOTH!]
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Okay, he had his damn hand around his dick at the same time, BUT STILL-!! Pumping his cock, working the last dregs of his seed from the head to drip down to the floor below. It's the weirdest combination of feelings, shuddering from an orgasm afterglow, every nerve in tune to Charlie's hand moving over his dick, yet keenly aware of fangs sunk into his trap's meat every time he contracts, burning amid the lapping tongue and heady swallows over his shoulder. Trying not to fall, Bakugo's forced to rely on the wall and Charlie's grip on his waist.
Sharp teeth slip out of his muscle, leaving the area throbbing and stinging until Charlie licks it, soothing the wound. He doesn't notice immediately that it seals the punctures as well (but when he does...) Bakugo twists his head around, glaring hot behind himself from the corner of his eye. Only to get shoved in the back and flush against the wall. With a grunt, the spell snaps and the blonde about faces, half defensively postured, half warning.]
Of course I haven't, dammit! You think that's normal?! [And don't feign that shit! Biting during sex is WAY different than sticking your fucking fangs in someone and guzzling their blood! He felt and heard BOTH!]