Making out with Katsuki listening to early 2000s rnb >>
Big hands rubbin’ over your hips, thumbs digging in. Open mouth kisses on your throat and snickers in between. Stupid comments when the music changes.
Being stupidly in love and climbing on top of him with a grin. His brows raising when your hips settle against his, clear lip gloss smeared onto both of your lips. The way he bites his lip when they rock forward.
Bet he pushes your hips down a little and stares a little too long at your movements. Laughing when the seat slides back and slings to near flat after a particularly good suck on his throat.



















