The second time he sees her excessively glossed pout is when they were wrapped around the base of his cock, slowly pulling off with a wet pop for her to drunkenly mumble about how much of a bastard he was and how much she liked that lumbering twat. Katsuki really couldn't give less of a bloody fuck and pulled her hair forward to silence her. Her plush lips were amazing and her tongue lapped up every inch of Katsuki's erect penis as if it were a fucking cherry flavoured lolly.
All he was focused on was the heat of her mouth as she bobbed up and down his shaft.
God the girl was too fucking good at it. He all but lost his mind when she unzipped her jacket, revealing her breasts in their full beauty. Typical, the slag didn't even have on a bra. It was a private party but that still didn't give her an excuse to have them so easily accessible for anyone but him. She boosted them up against his cock and he swore he saw God in that moment, as her drool mixed with his precum dripped from her mouth onto her tits as she sandwiched him with them.
Swirling her tongue at the head as she fondled her own breasts Katsuki staggeringly moaned, "It wasn't my... unh... fucking fault... that... God... fucking wanker was afraid of some... fuck yes... competition." He heard the story, multiple fucking times; it was all the lads could talk about at their last team meeting. Inasa broke things off because he admired how "passionate" Bakugo was about getting her, what fucking bollocks. He'd never heard something so mental in his life, but it was true. However somewhere along the line the story got misconstrued as Camie cheating which lead to Inasa and Bakugo having a massive fucking brawl on the field, god the fucking rubbish that those twats come up with sometimes even shocks him.
Her ardent sucking on his head pulled him out of his thoughts as he lurched her head forward again with a yank of her silky honey tresses. He thought it was only natural that he had the most beautiful girl at his knees. Utsushimi looked gorgeous with her hair in his fists, her eyeliner smudged, and her jaw covered with her own spit, the erotic sight kept him hard between her voluptuous breats.
She was fucking ace at this, he had to clench his jaw as hard he could just to not cum in under 5 minutes of facefucking her. Her tongue kept rolling around his tip until she dipped her head a bit lower to give the pink head sloppy little kisses. Katsuki knew that they were both plastered and probably wouldn't remember this in the morning but that wouldn't stop him from fully basking in this moment. He shoved her head down, feeling her lips caress his balls, and moaned her name as she expertly deepthroated him, once again trying to speak, probably cussing him out, calling him "a lame ay eff douche", whatever the hell that meant.
The vibrations of her throat were close to sending him over the edge. God would Utsushimi ever just shut her mouth for a second, even with his cock down her throat the bitch wouldn't stop trying to talk.
His complaints stopped as he felt himself building up and waiting to be released, he pulled her up whilst he bent down to meet her face, "Where do you want it, my little whore?" Camie once again pushed up her breasts, and he let out a low laugh at the sight of how desperate she was for his sperm, she really was too perfect.
Just the thought alone of what it meant to have Shingetsu's star beauty choking on his member, coupled by her last languid licks were enough for him to pull back, his cum spurting out of his cock, covering her chest and part of her jaw. Using her index, she scooped some up and slowly entered the digit in her mouth, swirling her finger around before chirping, "Totes delish!" Oh for fuck's sake, he was definitely fucking hard again.
