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shigaraki helplessly rutting against AFO’s pant leg after getting hit with an aphrodisiac quirk, head VERY FULL
AFO running his hand through Shiggy’s hair and whispering “it’s alright... it’s alright...” into his ear as sobby and embarrassed whimpers are muffled against the lapels of his expensive suit jacket
“I— I’m—” another muffled wimped from Shigaraki and AFO reaches down and presses a strong hand against his ass, guiding his hips and pressing his pelvis into his thigh even harder as he gets closer and closer
“Shit!” Shiggy curses and his hands, which are held hovering behind AFO’s back, convulse and clench around air.
A few moments of nothing but quiet panting pass and AFO pressed his lips against Shigaraki’s ear.
“Would you like me to fetch you a new pair of pants?”
A few moments of nothing but quiet panting pass and AFO pressed his lips against Shigaraki’s ear.
“Would you like me to fetch you a new pair of pants?”
Shiggy’s face is beet red as he nods shakily. AFO lets him go and disappears for a moment only to return with a pair of his own trousers.
“These are a bit big,” he says to Shiggy as he softly reaches around his waist band to tug his soiled pants off, “but they’ll do for now.”
“These are a bit big,” he says to Shiggy as he softly reaches around his waist band to tug his soiled pants off, “but they’ll do for now.”
AFO lets Shiggy’s cum stained pants and underwear fall down to the floor and bends down to hold the new pair of trousers open for Shiggy to step into, pant leg by pant leg.
He pulls them up and as soon as they’re around Shiggy’s skinny waist, they fall to the ground again. AFO chuckles as he takes his own belt off to slip through the loops in the other’s pants. He clicks the metal into place below Shiggy’s navel.
Shigaraki doesn’t notice the fact that he leaves his soiled pants and underwear behind when he leaves. AFO smirks when he looks down at the dampened fabric the boy so unconsciously forgot about.
Shiggy doesn’t know about the feelings coursing through AFO’s veins later that night as he deeply inhales his scent on the soiled pants and tugs himself off in front of the one-way monitor looking into the bar where Shiggy’s sitting and sipping on a drink Kurogiri made him.
DAMN i’m gonna turn this into a fanfiction
