[Bakugo's slowly recovering from the intensity of dual stimulation. Fuck, if someone told him he'd ever come from some bastard sinking his fangs into his shoulder while jerking him off, he would've punched them! But that's exactly what happened. Any lingering evidence of either occurrence is one with the water below, blood diffused through the stream swirling down the drain and cum already peeling off the floor to join it. Well, there's plenty on the wall in front of him, but that'll end up washing away once he takes his head off said wall. Which is exactly what happens when he turns his head to snarl at Charlie.
Don't think that orgasm is going to keep Bakugo off his feet for long. Charlie's clear shot to his back is gonna be privy to those muscles hardening and flexing as the hero forces his knees to lock and pulls his legs into action beneath him. Curved spine straightening and strong shoulders rounding as he rises back to a normal posture. One hand moves to rub at his shoulder, testing himself for the injury he finds is... surprisingly not there. Does that make it alright? NO!! THIS FUCKER BIT HIM!!
Heated glare continues, bubbling in his throat. But something Charlie says, the sheer incredulous denial, the speed he obfuscates what happened, a stupid laugh not quite reaching the way he's sucking on his lips to hid his teeth. Not some shitty hickey and they both know it. Tch, Charlie's trying to hide what happened. Not the bite, but the vampire part...
So not something other people know, huh. Bakugo picks up on that quickly enough. He tilts his head to the side, cracking his neck and stretching the muscle. There's no more blood or pain that he can feel. Anger simmers somewhat, visibly restrained, but restrained all the same.]
Is it completely healed? [His voice is low, keeping the conversation between himself and Charlie. All he wants to know is whether the puncture through his muscle is safe or if he has to go get some fucking internal stitches.]
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Don't think that orgasm is going to keep Bakugo off his feet for long. Charlie's clear shot to his back is gonna be privy to those muscles hardening and flexing as the hero forces his knees to lock and pulls his legs into action beneath him. Curved spine straightening and strong shoulders rounding as he rises back to a normal posture. One hand moves to rub at his shoulder, testing himself for the injury he finds is... surprisingly not there. Does that make it alright? NO!! THIS FUCKER BIT HIM!!
Heated glare continues, bubbling in his throat. But something Charlie says, the sheer incredulous denial, the speed he obfuscates what happened, a stupid laugh not quite reaching the way he's sucking on his lips to hid his teeth. Not some shitty hickey and they both know it. Tch, Charlie's trying to hide what happened. Not the bite, but the vampire part...
So not something other people know, huh. Bakugo picks up on that quickly enough. He tilts his head to the side, cracking his neck and stretching the muscle. There's no more blood or pain that he can feel. Anger simmers somewhat, visibly restrained, but restrained all the same.]
Is it completely healed? [His voice is low, keeping the conversation between himself and Charlie. All he wants to know is whether the puncture through his muscle is safe or if he has to go get some fucking internal stitches.]