[ Bakugou gets a lot of weird boners as of late, he's begun to just think of it as a regular part of his lifestyle, but he definitely feels the early onset of a very weird boner at being nailed in the face. Going to class is going to be very difficult for several reasons, the first being the need to explain why his face is bruised and if it's a coincidence that Todoroki also seems roughed up or did you guys do something really stupid (also, who won, asks the slightly more asshole half of the class). The second is that he's probably going to be looking at his own bruises and also Todoroki's and having residual weird boner onset at being reminded of the general circumstances surrounding them punching each other and also getting off.
... He's so royally fucked. Bakugou acknowledges he has dug this grave and now he supposes he just needs to learn to love lying in it as he moves further away from the grace of light and virtue which realistically he has never been particularly close to anyway. It probably slipped out of his sweaty hands at the age of four or so.
He makes a noise that is a peculiar ratio of confused, mild pain, and um I'm turned on right now. He thinks about stopping this madness before it begins. He promptly kicks that idea to the curb and metaphorically pisses all over it because laughing my fucking ass off at the idea i have that kind of self-restraint?? Fuck this and fuck his life, honestly, but he can't get off this wild trainwreck of a ride and he's come to peace with it. Now it's just a vague wondering thought of "god damn I hope I don't have to hear shit about how I got excited over being punched in the face in the near future" before he decides this is exactly the right time to (impressively quickly, all things considered) roll on over and on top of Todoroki, knees straddling either side of his hips, and go straight in for a kiss that's generously 50% kiss and 50% him applying tongue to the general vicinity of Todoroki's mouth.
( i should have slept with one eye open at night )
... He's so royally fucked. Bakugou acknowledges he has dug this grave and now he supposes he just needs to learn to love lying in it as he moves further away from the grace of light and virtue which realistically he has never been particularly close to anyway. It probably slipped out of his sweaty hands at the age of four or so.
He makes a noise that is a peculiar ratio of confused, mild pain, and um I'm turned on right now. He thinks about stopping this madness before it begins. He promptly kicks that idea to the curb and metaphorically pisses all over it because laughing my fucking ass off at the idea i have that kind of self-restraint?? Fuck this and fuck his life, honestly, but he can't get off this wild trainwreck of a ride and he's come to peace with it. Now it's just a vague wondering thought of "god damn I hope I don't have to hear shit about how I got excited over being punched in the face in the near future" before he decides this is exactly the right time to (impressively quickly, all things considered) roll on over and on top of Todoroki, knees straddling either side of his hips, and go straight in for a kiss that's generously 50% kiss and 50% him applying tongue to the general vicinity of Todoroki's mouth.
Lol aftercare what. ]