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"So, what's the average life of one hit after labs?" Dr. Connely walked aside his colleague in his typical white lab coat, observing the technicians working, test tubes getting shaken, drops of separated blood turning the liquids shades of yellows.
Nika was leading him around, showing him the most recent updates. "We got it up to 38 hours now. We're trying to push for 48. That would make it a 2-day'er, would could offer it at a higher marginal price then, as a premiere material."
"Only 2 hours in a month? That's terrible progress."
"Well, YOU-X, as you know, is an upgrade to X-ON. Now with your genes manipulated into the batch, that enhanced it's 'hook'. It's nearly instant as soon as it gets into the person's blood. The feeling of euphoria was enhanced by 26%. Also, with test subjects, YOU-X has increased the sexual drive, blood flow, general sense of want by 58%. We chose a higher capacity of effect rather than a longer life span."
"So, they can't coexist together?"
"Hn, no. At the moment we're still at injections too. But, there is a bit of hope. We've pharmed it to react in a positive way when introduced to alcohol."
"Inform me what that means." They strolled.
"It means we might have to keep it in a liquid form, but it then it's ingestible rather than injectable. We're working to push it as viles to swallow, with a mix of a strong alcoholic compound, absorbed maybe a little more slowly through the stomach lining, it takes about 15 minutes this way."
"The key on it then would be to remove the burn of the liquor."
"That's simple." She smiled at him. "Flavoring. Refining."
He laughed at her ridiculous notion. But it was valid. If it tasted good it was more approachable, able to be sold then to varying age groups. "Candy flavored, good lord we've become a circus."
"I know." She put her hand on one of the windows, peering through the glass; people shackled inside of cages laid on the floor. "The ones screaming are going through withdrawals; still pretty nasty. We did overdose a few just to see the effect." She got whistful, putting a knuckle to her lip. "Reminds me so much of heroine."
"I bet they didn't think they'd die from something that tasted so delicious." He smirked saying it over her shoulder, looking in as well.
He was mainly looking at the ones high. Especially the two having intercourse that they'd let inside each other's cages. There were red marks all over the man's back. "Looks like that feels good. That 58% was a big jump." He was so proud he'd let them take his blood for this. This was his child, this drug. "What are the exteriors?"
"Trying to work those down. So far, same as X-ON. Dilated eyes, general dizziness, increased sense of comedy, subjects tend to laugh in their state, unable to help it." She smirked. "It's actually quite funny."
They began to walk away. Those people in there, nearly twenty, were nothing but bodies to them.
"And how do they interact with one another?"
"Well, as anyone would expect them too."
He smiled. "But what are the details?"
"Lots of attraction." She looked at him, her appearance thin and hollow. Smiling, she put her black hair behind an ear. Implied meaning.
He smirked at her, eyeing. Perfect for his daughter's schemes.
He'd started an affair with Nika, before his wife had untimely passed. Or, maybe... it wasn't untimely, just made to seem so.
"They want to touch and feel, the pleasure in senses are increased, heart beat rapid at skin on skin contact, breath unstable. Feelings of severe desire." She and him walked into a side room, shut the door.
He proceeded to push her up on a table, they had a little time. His hand went under her skirt.
"Yeh. I'm doin' it."
A sigh through the speaker, tone authoritative. "Saya, you know how I feel about this."
"I know."
"I'm scared shitless here, I mean, I could handle bein' told you're doin' Merge School. I knew it had to be done, I had done it. I jus' wasn't sure how to go about gettin' that taken care of, especially with tryin' to keep you in safe places. I'm proud of you, steppin' up to the plate."
Kasaya smirked at his brother's stupid baseball reference, listening to him on line, his phone; like it did to everyone, it made Hisashi's voice deeper. His care package for December had arrived a few days earlier than expected, his supply of alcohol and cigarettes was restored to full capacity.
"I can even stand that one guy..."
"Professor." Kasaya corrected.
"Yeh, that Aiw... Aiwa.." He was trying to think. "Is involved."
"Eraserhead."
"Yeh... yeh. That guy." A snap of a finger on the line. "I know that guy! Everyone does. But by the way you described him, it seems like you can lean on him t'get this done for you to'a point. But, All Might? Seriously?" Hisashi was having a moment of craze. "I mean the guy is like a walking talking golden cup of justice!"
"I know. I know." Kasaya shook his head. Gods! He knew this would be coming. He put it on speaker and threw it on one of the mattresses in the tent. Ran some fingers through his hair, then went on to pull his it back the way he always did into a low bun.
Katsuki was being quiet, he knew he turned it on speaker so he could listen to what his brother was going on about, they were tangled in this together, willingly, and they wanted to share as much as they could with each other. He smiled up at Saya from inside the tent, as he was on his stomach reading over the papers that Aiwaza had now copied and given to them. He wanted to inspect exactly what his boyfriend would be doing.
Boyfriend.
He was shaky, his fingers quivered, looking away in a slight embarrassed state as Kasaya talked with his brother on the phone.
A man. He was seeing a man, seeing his roommate.
Once a nobody, Saya was just a waste of space to him, then he was someone he could stand, then a puzzle, a mystery, then he began watching, he even chased once as he'd left at night, and he's wandered the halls trying to find him. Saya kept capturing his attention. Then they started slowly talking, then a hang out, some drinks. Then they became acquaintances. Then friends. Then Satoko started training him, as he'd asked for it. Then they started taking meals together, running around late at night having a blast with Kasaya's quirk! Then the shower room moment. Then touching more. Then sharing deeply. Leading to kisses. Then to what they are now.
Kasaya even let him in on... what happened in the elevator in the corner. Suki realized, yes, that was true. That had happened! Another little puzzle piece connected in his head!
Saya was his first kiss.
And he had now become the only one he wanted to do that with.
Their timeline though... Bakugo wondered what the future would hold for them. He had no idea how to go about dating a man. He'd never had a significant other period! He'd never went on a date, never bought flowers? Uh chocolates? That's what your supposed to do right? But he had no money to donate to those type of efforts, just his time.
And... Christmas was coming up. What would he get him? Did he have to get him something, or should he? How could he with no cash? Was it too early on in their 'relationship'?
It was intense what they had, but Suki liked it that way. It was like their emotions wrapped themselves in bows together. He felt like he didn't deserve his forgiveness, but he'd gotten it anyway.
Kasaya was the best gift he could of received for the holiday. A partner who cared for him. Someone who actually understood him! Who could forgive him.
Someone who took him as he was.
Just as he was: Broken and struggling, but trying to gain a hold on it.
He could almost faint.
A lot of the students had already taken off for winter break, so their floor was fairly empty. The dorm was a ghost town. That made it better for the two for a few days... they had wrapped their arms around each other in the hall, feeling like they were being open when they weren't, but that would end, they'd be kicked out themselves by tomorrow; the dorm, closing. The whole campus actually.
Things were up in the air, and they'd been scrambling around trying to figure out what to do. Kasaya couldn't leave UA to go anywhere, Bakugo didn't want to leave him (only planned on visiting home for a week).
Where the hell were they supposed to bunk up for December then?
The older Satoko went on: "I mean, how the fuck can we trust that guy? Pardon my tongue, but damn!"
"My point." Katsuki chimed. Finally opening his mouth. He just couldn't help it. The way the older cussed was funny to him. The way the two Satoko's went on!
"Bakugo?" Hisashi randomly spurted, his tone changed.
"Yeh."
"Oh, didn't know I was on speaker. Y'haven't left for home yet?"
"Nah."
"I see." Hisashi thought nothing of it, and cleared his throat.
Of course, the two K's were not set on telling anyone after Aiwaza. Bakugo was surprised Kasaya had been so lax about it in the first place. Saya had turned to Aiwaza though and sort of threatened him not to say anything, but the teacher agreed.
"Tell me Kasaya, tell me what you're goin' t'do. You've gotta make me feel more settled in this. Damn it, you know I'm fuckin' leavin' on ship, I'm not goin t'be there at all. I can't believe this came up while I'm going to be away. I'd like to be there. It sucks. I can't even visit now it's occurring so soon. The uppers pushed the date."
"Okay. Okay." Saya blandly stated. He was done with his bun. Him and his boyfriend smirked at each other. "I'm jus'not gunna say anything."
"How?" The older Satoko was the one questioning. He had every right he felt to. He protected and supported, and cleaned him up. He wanted to rescue, lift his little brother from this, not see him walking in an orange jumpsuit with handcuffs. He felt that Bakugo being his friend, probably wouldn't want that either. Saya had in fact filled him in that he had told Bakugo about Ashley and what had happened, and that Katsuki accepted it. And in that, the soldier was pleased, as he felt that Saya had a best bro he could lean on. So he was right! They could be pals!
"Exactly that." Kasaya went on, elbows on his knees on the floor. Sitting cross legged.
Bakugo reached out and put a hand on one of them, just to touch him. They had a stare, and Kasaya moved over a bit, letting the hand go up his thigh some. Bakugo began moving his thumb across his silky skin in a soothing manner. It felt so good.
"Hello?" The enlisted man sparked.
Kasaya jolted. Earning a snicker from Bakugo. "Yeh! I'm here."
"I asked what you're gunna do?"
"I'm just goin't keep my mouth shut." Kasaya crossed his arms now, repeating.
Bakugo was reading again, highlighting and making notes in a few places. Saya had given him the list he'd written a few days ago of the things he knew about his quirk, and Bakugo had added the 'healing' element to it as he'd told him about that piece of the reel anyway.
That one was pretty important, Kasaya thought maybe it perhaps was a small taste of a Level 3 (now that he thought back on it). That whole event in the dome he really tried to ignore as much as possible though. But it was completely obvious to him that his brain knew much more about his uppermost level than him. How is that possible?
He hoped Merge School would solve that. Give him answers. "I mean, if I'm just quiet, he can't do anything about that right?"
"You are quite good at not sayin' shit, like ever."
"Shut the fuck up." Kasaya remarked.
Bakugo let out a laugh.
The older man laughed too as his younger brother had bit at his jab and he heard he other. "I'm concerned. But y'gotta promise me, y'won't say anything t'the guy. You can talk t'the other one, but not All Might. I won't allow it Kasaya. He's too fuckin' involved with the police."
"You're tellin' me." Younger Satoko commented.
"Where tha'hell you stayin'? You can't leave UA. Shit! I shouldn't figured they'd ship me out this soon. I was gunna have you transported here t'live on base, but now you'got this shit goin' on, and you're doin' it on campus, as that guy said..."
"Eraserhead." The blonde mumbled.
"Yeh that guy... so fill me in."
Bakugo was going to remain silent as a dove on this one. No way in hell was he going to let the older Satoko even grasp that they were seeing each other.
Kasaya and him agreed that they'd be more present 'together' in dealing with things that involved his brother (which was why they were on a call together with him), as to express that they were 'best friends'. To let Hisashi get that they cared about each other to a point... All because that gave them the excuse to be around together all the time when he was around. If they were both around when he was around that was, the older Satoko was a busy guy, enlisted, active military, set to be a pilot.
It was kind of 'schemey', but they both felt that it wasn't lying. They just weren't too sure how to go about 'telling' just yet. Telling anyone actually. They weren't even to a point where they felt comfortable with what this would say to people about their 'choices', both also felt entirely new in what they were doing with one another.
It was new, very new.
But they felt it hard, but were holding back some, pushing a tiny limit, then another, one touch at a time. They both knew they were.
Neither minded. Both got why the other was. It was for the same reasons: They were both men, and they just no idea 'how' to go about it. It was just a one day at a time type of relationship, gently putting their toes in the water... further, then further, the a little more.
Testing.
"Got offered an apartment."
"Whose?"
"Eraser's."
"No." Hisashi said monotone through the phone.
"That's what I said. It's off UA. I couldn't anyway." He would of liked living in an apartment with Suki though. Seeing what that would be like. Just to see, that's all. "I don't know. I might ask to see if I can stay in a teacher's lounge or something."
"Doin' what? Like camping?" Hisashi laughed sarcastically.
"There's this nice one that we all met in to discuss the paperwork. Got some nice couches and stuff." Saya was not set on telling Hisashi at all about Bakugo's blow up, drug abuse. He wouldn't start staining his guy in his brother's mind.
Some couples did do that. He hated that. Goin' off the edge and leaning on their kin to vent. But then it turned around and whipped them in the ass as that family member told every other family member. And then nobody liked them: Surprise. Surprise.
Kasaya would not let that happen.
'Lounge, hn.' Bakugo didn't think that was too bad of an idea. They at least had a place to lay at night, and Aiwaza had showered somewhere, so there was an amenity. Now it was just figuring out the food situation, he was sure the professor wouldn't let them starve. Everything on campus was shut down, so nothing would be open, and with Kasaya unable to leave UA, and Bakugo not even supposed to be on campus period?
The whole school shut down during holidays.
Plus Eraserhead that night, Bakugo seen him getting into his sleeping bag. He was going to sleep there, and the dean let him... so, since the dean knew about Satoko and what was going on with his brain and Merge School, maybe he'd let them stay there too?
Bakugo grabbed up his phone to text the hero professor exactly that.
Kasaya went on with his brother, Hisashi was not keen on him 'couchin' it' for a month while he was away, and Saya was telling him how there might not be another way.
Bakugo turned his phone's screen to face Saya a response back already.
Aiwaza: Sure. I don't think the overgrown hamster cares. I'll just stay somewhere else on campus.
(Of course Aiwaza was referring to Toshinori's apartment. He knew his boyfriend wouldn't care. He'd actually love it. Aiwaza was trying not to move too fast, so he didn't stay there all the time, and Toshinori respected it, but the blonde's door was always open to him.)
Saya was unhappy with his older brother. He just was not letting it happen. "Look, I'll ask the dormitory if I can jus'stay here, alrighty?"
"Alright, now that's better. Let me know how it goes tomorrow. I'm sorry I can't come visit before I ship out like I thought I was going to."
"It's okay. When are y'leavin'?"
"Tomorrow. That's why you better text me the answer tomorrow afternoon. It's an evening naval load, planes and all."
"Okay."
"I gotta go, I want t'tell you more about this, but I have to go chow, dinner time, and then I have to meet Hoga."
"How's he?"
"Same as always. An asshole."
Kasaya laughed. Oh he knew. "Bye you idiot."
"Dipshit."
The line cut.
Kasaya shook his head. His brother! Always having to have the last damn word when they were on the phone together! It was rare that they actually spoke on the phone, but still!
"What're you gunna tell him? Aiwaza just said we could stay in the lounge."
"I'll tell him I'm staying in the dorms, say I pleaded until they let me."
"That's lying."
"Yeh. But you know that they aren't goin' t'change a campus wide rule for one person."
"True." Suki grabbed him and pulled him down into the bed with him. He wanted to go over the course material. There was no way he was going to let him fail. He did not want his guy to have to go through Merge School twice, as Aiwaza stated he'd have to do if he didn't pass. "Thought we weren't lying."
"Mm." Kasaya got quieter. Brushing some hair behind his ears, one of Suki's hands sat softly on his side. "Not to each other."
Suki laughed a loud rolling laugh that made Kasaya smile so deep. He shook his head on the bed. "Bad bad." He lowered his eyes at him, slits. "But there would be no other way."
"I'm jus'so adamant with seein' this through. Somethin' so stupid like where I'm gunna lay my head doesn't matter t'me."
"Where we're goin' t'lay our heads." Bakugo clarified.
"Yeh." Saya closed his eyes. "I'm not sure if we'll be able t'be like this."
Bakugo scooted him in more, pushing the papers back to make space for them to lay.
What sucked was Fort Fuck You was coming to a close. Room inspections were going to be happening while they were gone. Cementos making rounds in all the buildings to check for structural breeches, things like that, general cleanliness. It was one of his jobs. He was who Iida reported to directly.
They couldn't have thier mattresses pulled all out off thier beds, sheets all over the place, clothes, snacks, cards, magazines strung out all over the floor and inside the thing. As it was, the fort took up nearly thier whole floor space.
They'd have to tear it down. Breach its walls! Siege the towers!
"Never say that." Bakugo mumbled, closing his eyes too.
It was awesome being like kids making this sheeted encampment; act like children inside of it they did, but then, also not... not like kids at all.
A balance between the two realms.
How it sat Suki's heart to beating that him and Saya could be watching movies, playing, making jokes, wrestling around.
They'd tied head bands on pretending they were samurai, well Satoko was technically a samurai, but Kasaya and him made up stupid names like in a video game, and brainstormed fake moves that were ridiculous and jumped all over the room, battling it out, using them, pretending they were in Mortal Kombat.
Video games! That was another thing. Bakugo whipped his ass at Mario Kart inside of it, but Saya had him hardcore in cards. He was so good at gambling it was nearly stupid.
They'd drank in there, studied in there.
Kasaya jokingly cut up a bunch of little peices of paper and when Suki wasn't looking, used an empty paper towel roll, stuffed full of his faux confetti and blew it all over him. It was like rose petals floating all over the place. Laughing! Katuski could of killed him! He kept finding magenta peices of paper inside everything he owned! Saya had put that horrible wrapping paper Hisashi had placed his sword in for his birthday to the best use!
Bakugo in return got him back by three-hole punching the crap out of as much paper as he could get ahold of and emptied the little dots out into his bottom desk drawer.
One night Suki and him were throwing a baseball across the room. Saya with a mitt, and Bakugo with a towel wrapped around his head.
They also both jumped on top of the fort a few times, collapsing it for fun, then put it back up of course!
Kasaya came back from the campus store with more sharpies, and they drew on notepads, ripped the drawings out, and the papers were now all over the floor. He'd wanted him to teach him a thing or two about shading, how to draw something to look proportional, but then... as the night went along, they just started inventing stupid cartoons and making up stories about them that didn't make any sense as they'd got drunk: One man stripped bark off a trees and sold it for a living, but he'd found out his dog was stealing all the money for coffee, so the man quit his loser job and became the owner of a floating casino that had monkeys as waiters and talking clouds as dealers.
They drew it all out. Satoko's monkey toon looked like a total freak show. Horrible! One eye bigger than the other like it was popping out of its skull. It had a split tooth and wore a horrid polka dot tie.
A fun, crazy few weeks it'd been, a good run for Fort Fuck You. The time had went so fast!
And the Satoko-Bakugo room was such a fuckin' mess because of it.
Magenta confetti. Cups. Markers. Cartoons. Little empty liquor bottles. Mangled blankets. Open books; some closed. Magazines bent in places so they could go back and read there again. Cigarette butts on papers. Some empty food containers. Clothes. Shoes. Kasaya's closet half empty and onto the floor. The box of medals, they completely colored all over all of them with marker. They were now a wide array of red, blue and green, rather than the gold they were.
It looked like a wild party had happened in there weeks ago and the owners of the house were too lazy to clean it up!
They were just having too much fun that they'd gotten slobby like kids too. (That was something, even for Bakugo who kept his stuff straight as a string all the time.)
But then...
Then there were times when they weren't kids inside that fort:
The night Kasaya let him hold his sword.
When they'd sleep tightly in each other's embrace.
Katsuki rose once and rubbed Saya's stomach for him, as it was hurting, and they just stared into each other's eyes.
What they'd shared inside of it about each other's pasts.
How Katsuki placed a bet that he'd do anything he told him to if he lost a game of poker. He did, and Saya had asked him to go shirtless.
Bakugo would touch his piercings. And he'd watch the man close his eyes, taking in the feeling.
Their mouths all over each other's, that graduated to light neck biting. Kasaya let his incisors dig in a little.
Under the blankets, they entreated each other to whispers, nearly naked sometimes.
One night specifically, they were both un-dressed, down to boxers, laying close, but because of it, both were too afraid, shaking inside themselves, fearful to touch too much as they warmly let lips slide around on lips.
Then a tongue, Kasaya wanted a bit more. He did. He did. A few inches deeper into the water. Just a few.
And Suki let him have it, he poked it out, and let the other swiftly, but softly lick at it.
This was just last night.
A full heat went through. Bakugo felt his stomach warm, and something move between his legs, his 'something'. A twitch.
It froze him.
Satoko noticed. Scooted closer. He didn't know what was getting into him!
Bakugo let that body come to touch his skin. Saya was advancing.
And that was when he felt it: Kasaya's was the same.
They were too virgin in this to know what to do. Satoko knew what probably to do, but he wasn't there in that place in his mind to feel comfortable with that, to do those actions.
But they did know... that that feeling, that initial 'hot' feeling, it was there.
There. There. There.
And they wanted more of that first.
Saya's body was squeezed up against his. Arms held tight around both bodies, barely enough air to breath.
A sudden leap together into a much deeper part of the pool: They let their parts under boxers just pulse against one another, opening eyes and looking into each others red on gray as it happened, faces awed and confused in the feeling, they closed their eyes together then, Bakugo's lashing batting at Saya's, knowing full on that that was what it meant to feel 'turned on'. Unnerving and much overwhelming for both.
They were too damn nervous, and so they just laid there holding, kissing again, just letting the middle of their legs 'feel' each other's, through the last peices of clothing they had on.
Suki began to touch and rub a piercing, a little bit more. 'Swim out into the water with me a little bit more.'
Katsuki enhanced that feeling for the other, stirred it up, as a moan came to Saya's lips.
Satoko worked his hands down to his lower back, fingers just under the edges of Suki's under garment, and he lightly squeezed his biceps to push thier manhood's together. "Yes, I will.'
A small grind. Suki wanted to give him what that moan desired. The feel of what it'd be like. He wanted that too.
They began rocking together. Tongues licking, lips slick. Started planting kisses like they owned each other.
'Come over, here. Come to me.' Suki jolted, climbed on top, dominant. Instinctually Saya's legs rose and locked around the blonde's lower back, which just opened himself up more, and it got rougher almost instantly.
They were seducing each other.
Saya moaned, then a yelp as Katsuki made extreme shivers shoot all over his body by grinding into his hips so hard.
He was not sexual on his own, but Suki made it awaken for him.
They were in much deeper waters now. Kasaya had followed him, but they tempted each other. Their toes were beginning to not be able to touch.
Both of them worked, rocking hips together to massage peices of their bodies with each other's.
Saya bucked. Suki pressed down. Then, once they found a balance that was damn near perfection, they continued on like they actually 'were'. They'd both felt a gripped tug inside themselves, like an animal, to make each other completely naked. But neither did.
Katsuki sweaty, fell into him to rest, heart beating uncontrollably, overwhelmed with his body and Kasaya's body together.
Saya caught up in Suki's smell, shook below him.
They'd gotten a strong ass taste of what it'd be like to play 'that' with each other.
They'd suddenly grabbed hands, and swam a little bit in, to not let each other get too swept up.
They weren't quite ready yet to drown. To completely drown themselves in each other's bodies.
They fell asleep that way. Bakugo's weight a top Saya's again, just like the night they'd first kissed, except he made sure that Kasaya's middle didn't move away from his.
He wanted to feel it all night.
And as they slept, one or the other kept waking each other, just to lap a few romantic tastes, to rock into the other just a few times, some airless breaths. Enough to make them a little bit dense below again in a sleepy, foggy state, both teasing each other all night and early morning, smirking as they fell back into sleep together again after a few minutes, feeling content that the other was still there.
They were moving down a stream where a need to please, to feel, too touch, opened into an ocean.
For rising from the depths of sleep to feel your partner, who you'd fallen in this type of embrace with, rocking into you...
It was amazing.
Bakugo knew: He didn't know how, but he'd take him in this way.
And oh, would he take him... someday.
He even wanted to feel the same from him. He wanted to fall into every ecstasy he could, only with him.
Yes, this fort. Bakugo kept thinking as Saya and him were now napping inside, it would be the last night it would exist, but they'd spent so much time in here together.
"Mm." Saya mumbled as Suki ran his hand up his inside under his shirt. Gray eyes opened, eyelashes batted. "If I can't fall asleep w'you, I'm not goin' t'be too happy about that."
"Me neither."
Kasaya yawned. "What we'gunna do?" It was almost like they just recognized that this was just something they did now. That had became normal for them.
"We'll figure it out." Bakugo scooted in, getting close. "I'll sneak it."
The navy haired teen laughed. "Hah? Anybody could'walk in' on'us."
"Not after everyone goes t'bed."
Saya smirked. That vixen. How alluring. Sneaking into his bed with him. "That what y'want hm?"
"It's always what I want." He was strong in that statement. "You're always what I want."
It wasn't just that he needed him. He wanted him.
Just like Saya did with him.
Bakugo moved over, started by placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
Saya mumbled. He was feeling lazy. All this crap he was stressed over, it felt great to have his man kissing on him.
A lipped kiss.
Bakugo didn't want wait to 'have' him. And he could tell by Saya's reaction to everything he did, he wanted too.
Satoko felt a docile tongue. Eyes shot open at the feeling.
It trailed up to his ear and began to nibble.
"Ah." Saya mumbled at it.
'So he liked that.' He would continue. His mouth left there and licked a line down to his Adam's apple, and he dug in bit and sucked, then bit his collar bone. It was making him nervous what he was going to attempt to do.
Kasaya rolled his head to the side eyes closed, he threw a wrist over his eyes, as he was rolled to his back. He wasn't sure where this was going, he was being positioned.
Bakugo lifted his shirt, sucked marks down his chest from his neck, earning sweet twinges of gasps from the other, he got what he wanted: more sound. He flattened his tongue out over his left piercing and tasted Kasaya's nipple.
Metallic, but yet it tasted a bit salty, regular body sweat. But that really lit Suki up. He began massaging it with his tongue just like they'd done with each other's lower halves the night before. Licking as if rocking.
Kasaya grasped onto the blankets. He kept his nipple bars in all the time now because he knew Suki really liked them. "Ah." He must really really like them. "Ah." His mouthed made noise, breathy.
Suki liked that. More sound please. He changed rhythm, then began instead to suck. This was what he had wanted to do to him.
"Ah!" Kasaya was loud. He mewled. His behavior receiving a touch at his waist, a thumb pressing into his hip to hold him down.
Bakugo then put the whole thing in his mouth, jewelry and all, let the muscle in his mouth swirl it around. It was good. He felt pleased doing this.
He liked wading out into the deep with him.
They both knew where this aspect of their relationship was going.
They knew what it meant when they'd finally let themselves start to 'drown'.
Suki let up and laid his head on Kasaya's chest to listen to his rapid heart, Saya wrapped his arms around the man. 'Gods! Always gotta rile'me up!' He blinked slow, breathing. What a tease! Saya smirked, his heart calming down. He fuckin' loved it.
Love.
What was that specifically?
He liked Bakugo, cared. He loved his brother, but obviously not 'like that'.
Passing out, tired. He's had to think on this a bit later. He looked down and Suki's eyes were closed. He wished so desperately that he could say his name without a latch happening. Say 'Suki' to his face. He was his. Suki felt ownership on him. 'And he is mine.'
Each other's.
'How it's meant t'be.' Saya thought. 'Yeh. How it's meant t'be.'
He smiled the widest smile he'd ever felt his face make.
Toothy, silly. A grin that defied his whole 'persona' of quiet. He felt his heart leap, stomach knot.
'Oh man. I really like you.'