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Kirishima laughs during sex.
It isn’t obnoxious belly laughter or anything. It’s a soft giggle that bubbles up from his throat.

It happens when he’s feeling extra good. His mouth hangs open as Bakugou’s fingers prod against his prostate.

He’ll have this dopey ass smile as he bites down his lip. Breathing in through his nose with a satisfied sigh as precum dribbles all over his own hand.

More often than not, it takes Bakugou aback, and he’s left in awe at how pretty he is... This dork who gasps with a toothy grin when fisting his dick.

And sometimes Bakugou is just stunned at how he’ll look up at him. A soft, low lidded gaze.

His hair is matted to his forehead, the sweat glistens on his tan skin. Parted lips, glossy from Bakugou licking over them.
“What’s up?”

“Nothing.”
Kirishima is just, too much sometimes.
It’s criminal that he doesn’t notice how erotic he looks.

The laughter just brings out the softer aspects of Bakugou, like peppering Kirishima in kisses as he takes his fingers out.

Doing slow, yet deep thrusts while lazily biting Kirishima’s cheek. He makes sure to angle himself right because the reward is Kirishima’s breathy laughter

He’s so fucking whipped. Cause when Kirishima cums he’ll often yell out Bakugou’s first name and it sounds, happy? Like he’s giddy at being fucked by him.

And when they’re done and Bakugou cleans him up, he hugs him so tight that the redhead has to tap his arms to let go.

He just fucking loves him man. So fucking much.