The Cabin | 5 [M]

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The initial kiss of the evening was passionate, but both Bakugou and Izuku craved more. It wasn't a kiss they wanted to break; instead, they sought to savor every moment their mouths were entwined. Bakugou's hands, tangled in Izuku's curly hair, expressed a mix of urgency and desire as he gently pushed him onto the bed. His touch guided down the sides of the boy beneath him, exploring and savoring every inch within reach—feeling, caressing, and cherishing the tangible connection between them.

Izuku's hands traced the contours of Bakugou's chest, savoring every detail. At that moment, each defined part of Bakugou's chest felt like Izuku's own. As they reluctantly pulled away to catch their breath, their eyes locked in a shared gaze. Izuku's gaze dropped to Bakugou's lips in a heartbeat, silently conveying his desire for more.

The blond brought his mouth tantalizingly close to Izuku's, bridging the gap once more. Their hands explored, attempting to unravel the intensity of their emotions. Izuku's hands delved beneath the tank top Bakugou wore, his nails digging in, manifesting both desire and anticipation. Breaking away, Bakugou pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside, inviting Izuku to witness the bare expanse before him.

Izuku's hand found its way to one of Bakugou's pecs, where he tenderly rubbed his thumb against the nipple. Bakugou couldn't help but hiss at the sensation, and he responded by crawling on top of Izuku, fingers hooking onto the hem of his shirt. The unspoken message was clear—it was Izuku's turn to shed his shirt.

Feeling a bit self-conscious, Izuku followed Bakugou's cue. Propped up on one elbow, he removed his shirt, casting it aside. In that vulnerable moment, both men exchanged fond glances, their bare chests now exposed. Rising from his position, Izuku wrapped his arms around Bakugou's neck, drawing him into a deep and meaningful kiss that spoke volumes about the emotions they were exploring together.

The heat and tension between them ignited in their lower bodies, causing uncontrollable grins to spread across their faces as their mutual anticipation intensified. With each moment, the friction against their clothed parts heightened, and Izuku couldn't help but groan between kisses. Bakugou, unrelenting, continued to grind against Izuku's crotch, the sensation through the fabric sending waves of euphoria through him.

"Damn..." Bakugou couldn't help but blurt out, his tongue trailing along Izuku's neck, leaving love bites as if marking his territory. Playfully, he dropped onto Izuku, reveling in the beautiful groan of pleasure that escaped him. The air was thick with desire as they lost themselves in the electric dance of shared joy.

"Stop with the teasing..." Izuku pleaded, weakly pushing Bakugou off of him. Bakugou responded by gently kissing the boy's nose before sitting up, ready to take things further. He began the compelling process of removing Izuku's shorts, unbuttoning them with deliberate slowness, and pulling them down.

Upon revealing Izuku's wet boxers, a testament to his heightened arousal, Bakugou's hunger intensified. His desire fueled his anticipation of how Izuku would look and sound beneath him. Swiftly removing his pants, Bakugou couldn't resist letting his hands roam over his body, imagining the intimacy that awaited them.

Crawling back to the eagerly waiting Izuku, who propped himself up on his elbows, Bakugou positioned himself on the bed beside him. With a soft inquiry, he asked, "Do you want me to touch it?" The response came as a flustered and enthusiastic nod from Izuku, setting the stage for the next chapter of their shared desires.

Bakugou's hand rested atop Izuku's clothed member, tracing circles that sent shivers through Izuku's body. Witnessing Izuku overreact to a simple touch filled Bakugou with happiness; he couldn't believe the joy he brought to the green-eyed boy. Continuing his caresses, Bakugou skillfully teased until Izuku's member began to peek out from his boxers, a clear sign that it was time for a more intimate touch.

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