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    Bakugou spreads himself out on the common room couch, back leaned up against the arm rest. His thighs are splayed wide, testing the stitching on the thin-worn, faded old sweats that he wears. That he wears specifically because he knows just how much of an advantage they give him in a dangerous, dangerous game.

    Kirishima’s his opponent, as usual. He’s wearing his own gameday best, a pair of silky basketball shorts, the thin fabric pulled tight over the clear shape of his dick. Sitting there on the opposite side of the couch, one leg crossed ankle-over-knee, Bakugou can see clear up the line of his leg, clear to the dark space beyond where—and this is a point for Bakugou in the game—he’s quite clearly gone without underwear.

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    The games we play all come to an end eventually. But can you really call a loser when they both want the same thing? A fluffy, smutty one-shot.

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