Icy? Or hot? ~TodoBaku~

Chapter 32: psychotic kids

TW // detailed description of attempted rape in the past, warning given right before and after said description.

Shoto Todoroki

We got back late to the apartment, maybe 2:30am, and the very first thing that happened was Kat pinning me to the wall and kissing me. Softly, tenderly, lovingly. He pulled back, before frowning once again and wiping my lips clear of what I could only assume were black stains from his lipstick.

He then dashed off to the bathroom, and came back with a slightly damp, but makeup free face, before walking over and locking our lips together again. This time, his hands snaked down my back and rubbed circles over my ass, and I let out a little squeak-like noise as he grasped it, taking as much as he could in a hand before letting go, and instead sliding his hands slowly up my chest, under my t-shirt, rubbing gently at my toned stomach.

I can only assume my face looked rather stupid, because he couldn't help himself but to giggle when he looked up at me. I took revenge immediately, picking him up by the waist and charging towards the couch, the cats scattering to avoid being crushed by our lumbering forms.

We crashed onto the couch, and made a horrendous sound when we landed, and once we'd stopped giggling, I held a slender finger over Kat's mouth and went "shhh~ the neighbours will hear us!"

"Let them hear, I don't give a fuck~"

"Well I do! Mrs Fujioka, a grandmother of seven who lives next door. brings cupcakes over for me every Saturday morning, I am NOT having her hear this!"

"Well you'd best hope she has her hearing aids out then~"

Kat then inhaled, and did possibly the strangest thing I could have ever expected.

"A-AAAAH~" He let out possibly the most effeminate moan I could imagine, piercing my ears and no doubt penetrating the surrounding walls to the neighbours' apartments. I quickly shut him up with a hand over his mouth, but he continued as loud as he could, saying things like "MHM~", and "OH, FUCK ME DADDY~! HARDER~"

Finally, I'd had enough embarrassment, and shut him up by clamping my lips down on his, and after he stopped struggling, I leaned off a little and softly said "now, that's enough, or I'll make you moan like that for real~"

"Hah, as if you could~"

"You wanna try~"

"Like hell, you ain't getting my ass until I say"

"Tick tock~"

I kissed him softly again, before getting up and pouring bout respective Coke bottles into cups, setting Kat's down next to his disheveled, lazing form on the couch. I reached over and pulled his shirt down, for it was riding up his stomach, exposing him. He frowned, before pulling it back up again. I re-pulled it down, and back and forth we went for a little while before I hatched a plan.

When I grabbed hold of it, I quickly stood up and threw the shirt over his head, holding it there while I tickled his stomach. I heard his rough laughter as he wiggled around, and after I'd satisfied my need to tickle him, I let him go, before firmly pulling his shirt down. He sighed, but left it where it was. We naturally ended up cuddling on the couch, but after the soda, neither of us felt much like sleeping, so we decided to just mess about singing songs to each other. He had tried serenading me with a rendition of Say You Won't Let Go by James Arthur, planting a kiss on my lips right at the end. He tasted like Coke, but that was expected, and I'm sure I did too. It was then my turn, and I decided on something I knew he'd like, but also fit the theme of the evening, and tried to tease him as much as possible with it.

Her lips are soda
And I just miss the way they taste
Like Coca Cola, spiked with aromas
I heard a rumour
That she's been dancing in the rain
I'm gonna lose her, cause I can't swim
But....