“ the traffic, lets instead.”

🎀

”Get in the backseat now.”

The growl in his voice isn’t a suggestion—it’s an order. Bakugo’s grip tightens on the steering wheel, knuckles whitening as he jerks the car onto the shoulder with barely a glance in the rearview. The engine’s still running when he unbuckles his seatbelt, his free hand already yanking at yours.

"The you waiting for? I ain’t asking twice."

The heat in his glare says it all—this isn’t just about fucking you. It’s about claiming you, right here, with the windows fogging and the world blurring outside. And you? You’re not getting out of this car until he’s had his fill.

ੈ✩‧+ ̊༺☆༻ੈ✩‧+ ̊ੈ✩‧+ ̊༺☆༻ੈ✩‧+ ̊ੈ✩‧+ ̊

bot requests 💌 - https://tally.so/r/ODYO6p