𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄

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𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 🍃

DAY 2

𝘉𝘈𝘒𝘜𝘎𝘖𝘜 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘍𝘙𝘜𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘐𝘛 𝘞𝘈𝘚 𝘕𝘖 𝘚𝘜𝘙𝘗𝘙𝘐𝘚𝘌 that he wasn't but he was just stressed. He was relaxing on the chair in his studio while man spreading and the groans he let out filling the whole room while he dragged his hand up and down on his cock.

"f-fuckkkkk" he groaned annoyed throwing his head back and his messy blonde hair sticking on his forehead due to the sweat forming on his face. His thumb drags along the thick vein on the underside of his cock and his mouth falls open, eyes shut as his abs flex when he wraps his hands tighter around his tip.

He was not even bothering to lock the door of the studio since he was too fucking horny to do so but he was definitely ashamed knowing that he is doing that in the very studio where he has to record with you.

God he couldn't stop thinking about you and he really hated it. Yeah you were on his mind while he was shamelessly moving his hand down on his dick and his cum slowly leaking down to his hands. Bakugou didn't care that it was getting on his grey sweatpants that he had pulled down along his boxers but his mind was occupied with him finally releasing.

"making me go crazy n' shit" he groaned feeling his orgasm approaching. His eyes roll back back as his hips buck up, needy as he chases his high and he moans feeling his cum trickling down on his hand and eyeing the smeared cum before letting his head fall back and closing his eyes once again.

He grimace at the thought of him getting off by just thinking about your sexy self but his mind quickly got cut off by multiple notifications. The male grabbed a tissue and wiping everything off and standing up to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Bakugou came back grabbing his phone and rolled his eyes since it was you spamming him.