[ He's had enough of rubber quirk people for a while, thank you! Maybe enough to even stab them with a useless sharpshooter if he has to. At least Denki's decent at pretty much any range, and will probably just go with his taser self. Other people can handle rubber and fellow electricity assholes. He'll ask Uraraka for more self-defense tips instead.
Touch starved is a good expression for it. He desperately wants to feel that warm body against his, breathe in the taste and scent of his boyfriend that even the water cannot fully wash away. Denki wants to be touched, exactly the way he's being spoiled right now; sweet along his body and cheeky at his ass. That dick rubbing against his balls is a delicious feeling and his own is rising quickly to the occasion.
It feels like they're trying to meld into each other's bodies, connecting at as many places as possible. Honey eyes look up at his boyfriend and Denki smiles as he sees the pink flush on Katsuki. It's precious, and he nips at the junction between shoulder and neck with a soft moan. The sound quickly gets louder when his nipple is flicked, a stupidly sensitive area that earns a hickey under his lips rather than a nip.
It feels nice to leave a little mark.
...then, finally, the electric blonde sinks down to his knees, happily leaning to Katsuki's lower stomach. It's warm on the tile when the water is going, which makes it comfortable. Not that he doesn't love being on his knees in some locker room shower, but this is soft. Intimate.
Running fingers down ash-blonde curls, Denki grabs at the base of his favorite treat and guides it to his mouth so that he can happily kitten-lick the tip. ]
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Touch starved is a good expression for it. He desperately wants to feel that warm body against his, breathe in the taste and scent of his boyfriend that even the water cannot fully wash away. Denki wants to be touched, exactly the way he's being spoiled right now; sweet along his body and cheeky at his ass. That dick rubbing against his balls is a delicious feeling and his own is rising quickly to the occasion.
It feels like they're trying to meld into each other's bodies, connecting at as many places as possible. Honey eyes look up at his boyfriend and Denki smiles as he sees the pink flush on Katsuki. It's precious, and he nips at the junction between shoulder and neck with a soft moan. The sound quickly gets louder when his nipple is flicked, a stupidly sensitive area that earns a hickey under his lips rather than a nip.
It feels nice to leave a little mark.
...then, finally, the electric blonde sinks down to his knees, happily leaning to Katsuki's lower stomach. It's warm on the tile when the water is going, which makes it comfortable. Not that he doesn't love being on his knees in some locker room shower, but this is soft. Intimate.
Running fingers down ash-blonde curls, Denki grabs at the base of his favorite treat and guides it to his mouth so that he can happily kitten-lick the tip. ]