BNHA/MHA Multiship, primary KiriBaku/MinaTetsu. Switch stan.
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#eijirokirishima #minaashido #denkikaminari #hantasero #katsukibakugo #bakusquad #nsfw?
I love the idea of strip poker but I haven’t even the slightest clue how to play it 🙃
#eijirokirishima #minaashido #denkikaminari #hantasero #katsukibakugo #bakusquad #nsfw?
I love the idea of strip poker but I haven’t even the slightest clue how to play it 🙃
A little while later the table was set and the blond sat down with the bowl of gravy, slightly thinner than normal.
you should have taken the cornstarch out of the cabinet, and placed it on the bench as you said "sprinkle in two tablespoons of cornstarch!"
you should have taken the cornstarch out of the cabinet, and placed it on the bench as you said "sprinkle in two tablespoons of cornstarch!"
~The End
I adore your food porn threads. Always a delicious feast to nom on.
~The End
I adore your food porn threads. Always a delicious feast to nom on.
“But it was good.”
Crimson eyes cut him a glare, lips pressing into a thin line.
“Can…can I have the rest?” Eijirou didn’t move off his knees, eyes half lidded as he looked up at Katsuki.
Katsuki was pinching the bridge of his nose, head shaking slightly as he came to terms with what he was witnessing.
“Down.”
Eijirou dropped to his knees.
It tasted /good/.
Two fingers were dipped into the bowl and shoved into his mouth with a barely contained moan. Over and over again he brought slick fingers to his lips to suck them clean.
“Ei? The fuck is taking…oh god damn it…”
Hehe bowel typo
Hehe bowel typo
Toss it down the sink, rinse it with water to make sure it all dissolves.
But it did smell good.
And when Eijirou asked if they could eat it, Katsuki didn’t say no.
“We have lube powder?”
Katsuki took a deep breath in through his nose, “Yes. We have lube powder. Because if we had to buy bottles of lube for your giant ass cock to get in my ass, we’d be broke. So I use lube powder and make it.”
Eijirou started twisting his fingers around, “Yes?”
“Did you read the label?”
“Label?”
“Yes. The label that reads ‘lube powder’.”
Weird.
Maybe he just needed to whisk it into submission!
“Yeah. Neat. And now you’ve made gravy lube.”
“...can we still eat it?”
“We have lube powder?”
Katsuki took a deep breath in through his nose, “Yes. We have lube powder. Because if we had to buy bottles of lube for your giant ass cock to get in my ass, we’d be broke. So I use lube powder and make it.”
Katsuki would answer that it’s his best dry storage and everything is labeled clearly. Plus, he made the stuff in the kitchen anyway, why keep it anywhere else?
“Did you add enough cornstarch?” Katsuki hip checked him out of the way and pulled the whisk from his hand to look at the pot.
He stirred it a few times before looking at the powder container still sitting on the counter.
Weird.
Maybe he just needed to whisk it into submission!