𝙍𝙀𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙎 • 𝙆. 𝘽𝘼𝙆𝙐𝙂𝙊 𝙓 𝘽𝙇𝘼𝘾𝙆 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟵

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You started sprinting, and Bakugo started sprinting as well to catch up with you.

Todoroki and Momo saw you and him chasing each other and laughed, thinking about how cute y'all looked and acted.

You found a narrow space in between the walls far away from any stores.

You slid in between them and Bakugo followed right behind.

You stopped, now facing him and he stopped, panting out of breath.

"Dumbass what the hell, why'd you have me run all the way over here just so we could be in a small ass space toge-" He stops, realizing what your plan was all along.

You slowly and seductively moved closer to him, staring into his eyes.

His body started to feel hot, not knowing what you were trying to pull.

You walked so close up to him that your pussy and his print were touching.

You grabbed his hands and placed them on your butt, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He tightens his grip, causing you to move closer to his already throbbing cock.

"Is this what you were planning?" He whispers in your ear slowly.

You smile up at him and nod slowly.

"If you wanted me to touch you, you coulda just said that." He says chuckling, now rubbing your ass.

You slowly break away from him, but keep the same distance from his body.

You grab one of his hands and run it along your upper thigh.

The more you move it up, the more his pants feel tighter and tighter.

You finally reach the bottom of your pants near your pussy, and you run his hand along it.

~𝘼𝙖𝙖𝙝 ~ His eyes are focused on your face, pleasure written all over it.

He grunts and slowly pulls his hand away, "I- I gotta get something from my car, I'll be right back..."

He turned the corner and booked it to his car, leaving you standing there having an idea about what he was about to do.

He climbs in the drivers seat, relaxing in the chair while man spreading.

He quickly unbuckles his pants and pulls down his boxers, it bobbing onto the steering wheel.

His groans fill the whole car while he drags his hand up and down his cock.

"F-fuckkkk" He groans throwing his head back, his thick blonde hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.

He drags his thumb along the thick vein on the bottom of his cock and his mouth falls open.

Eyes screwed shut and abs flexed, his grip tightens around his cock.

He couldn't stop thinking about you and he hated it, but a part of him loved it.