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Have you played the first last of us?
Yes! I had a ps4 but my big sister like every average B broke it
Well, either her or her husband, anyway, it's broken and now i gotta buy a new one so whatever
cursed boot screen
Started to play pocket camp again!
ALSO, I'm awake.
what about combining apodyopyis and gymnophoria !!??
…Wait, what were those 2 again? -looking for the meaning- o.o! -finding them- ohmygodYAAZZZSSSS >:D!! -cue evil laugh-
So, let’s do a “The act of mentally undressing someone + The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you” combo, yeah! \o/
——–
This has been happening since the last year of junior high
And Fucking Jesus Christ…
Is just– what WAS wrong with him? Katsuki feels at a loss of words.
Everything started by accident, because he was in the wrong place at the fucking wrong time.
And he was just, changing his clothes after P.E. He thought that he was the only one when he suddenly hears a squeak. It was the unmistakable voice of shitty DEKU squealing and it comes from the showers.
Katsuki’s initial intention was to come there, mock that weakass quirkless idiot and then to go home, so he went and…
A delicious booty.
A nice, perky, delicious ASS was in the air.
(He was thirteen, he knows it. THAT didn’t stop his body of changing from a kid with almots zero sexual desire, to a fucking precocious, horny little shit that watches porn when his parents are not in the house. He has seen tons of good asses and Deku’s was, sadly, one of them)
Deku fell face first in the shower’s floor and he has half of his body in the wet tiles and the other up because he was trying to get up. He was lifting up his ass by using his knees to support himself and Bakugou suddenly felt at a loss.
He just had the time to look at that –nice, squeezable– ass and THOSE LEGS, holy SHIT.
So, because he suddenly didn’t know what the actual fuck, he run. This awesome hero in the making was not a fag, nop, so he is not going to indulge in weird thoughts like how GOOD looks fucking Deku in that pose and—
Shitshitshit, he will not give in!!
***
Except that, actually, he does.
Since the day of the incident, the explosive teen couldn’t help himself but to, to fucking ogle at Deku.
He can’t help himself, ok?! And WHY can’t he?!
He noticed– he’s not a fucking idiot– he noticed the way Deku’s body has been CHANGING, SHIFTING into something fit, something STRONG but DESIRABLE at the same time. How the FUCK do you manage to do that?!
The worse part is that he can imagine himself UNDRESSING the boy.
It was– sadly– pretty easy to do so. He was again in the changing room with Deku, alone. Deku will be wearing his P.E clothes and he will start with Deku’s T-shirt.
Slowly, very so slowly, he can imagine taking off the nerd’s shirt, the tips of his fingers barely touching the skin underneath the thing.
Deku was not resisting, he was deliciously trembling at the light touches. Bakugou like this kind of trembling, not by fear, but desire.
His hands then will come as if he were standing behind of the shorter boy and he will embrace the nerd without touching him and then, suddenly, he will put his hands in the heart and the belly of the loser.
Is it hard? Has he abs? However they were, Bakugou will surely took that chance to caress that part of the body, not being too soft nor too rough. He will caress the chest, feeling the fast heartbeats of the nerd and making little butterfly like touches to the nipples. Deku’s breath will hitched and fasten at that.
And then, after arousing the boy enough, he will decidedly move his hand to the south, grab the elastic band of the shorts and—
Yes. He was DIVING, willingly.
——
Izuku shudders.
It was happening again.
He didn’t know when had it started but one day, he couldn’t help but feel WATCHED.
No, scratch that, he was being DEVOURED.
He tends to feel this way while using the subway, when he runs to his house after class to do his homework and the like, he has a strict schedule after all.
But the most intense times is when he is ALONE at the changing room. Perhaps is something with a quirk? A-a PERVERT quirk?
-Ah…-
He shudders again.
Is like two invisible hands were touching everypart of his body. He feels weird, hot.
Those hand will caress his neck, they then will go down to his arms, rubbing them vigorously once and then softly a second time, almost touching them with the tip of that stranger’s fingers.
And then he feels EMBRACED. He feels OWNED.
The hands were everywhere. Touching his abs, grazing his nipples. And finally they go south south south and he almost can feel them TOUCHING his legs and then grabbing the waistband of his shorts and– it was too MUCH.
He can’t cope with all this weird sensations and the worse was that he doesn’t know if he likes it or not. He was just DROWNING in it.
——–
Katsuki is a creepy perv and you like it, don’t deny it. Also, Izuku, poor vouyerist baby, you! (this is just my imagination for I’m sure that our baby is as pure as a golden retriever’s pup)
Apologises for:-Not reading this prompt before
Curses at:-Real life “situations” (that suck all my mental, emotional and physical energy, damn it :’D)-Pokemon GO (is addicting as fuck)
About this almost smut?… >:D -evil laugh intensifies-
(I hope that you like this, it was fun to write!! \o/)
