I pushed him up against the wall. I pressed my lips against his. I disconnected it, a strand of saliva connecting our tongues. I kissed his neck, trailing downwards, taking off his shirt. I reached his pants. I unbuttoned them slowly...
I woke up in a jolt. I looked down. Another dream about Sero...and another fuckin boner... I groaned, throwing my face into the pillow. I looked over, Bakugou hugging Kirishima's arm. It's either he had a nightmare, or they... I shook my head in disgust. I stood up, walking to the bathroom. I turned the knob. (S A Y O R—) I froze in place.
Seemed like I had just walked in after Sero got finished taking a shower. The only thing he was wearing was a towel, which was EXTREMELY low. He didn't seem to notice me. I tried to speak, move, do anything, but all my eyes seemed to do was stare at his chest. That soon became the least of my worries. A heard something hitting the ground. My face practically caught on fire.
Sero was no longer wearing a towel.
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Wet Dreams
FanfictionSmut...again. Kamisero...again. Sorry. Kaminari has been having strange dreams about his best friend of late. He knows it's wrong, but the dreams keep coming back. Will he be able to make the dreams a reality?