I do love nuzzles 🥺

WELL SINCE YOU'RE TWISTING MY ARM. 👀😂

I would feel right at home. I just know it. 💞

Dark my dearest. Stop tempting meeeeeeeee

Or don't 👀

Thank you!💗

If there's any Pro Hero he would let ruin his holes or throat fuck him into oblivion, it's Dynamight.

❤️🧡❤️🧡

Dynamight shoves him, grabs a bag of pears, and strides away, leaving a rock-hard Blood Riot to stare after him and swoon. He shakes his head and smiles, popping another cherry in his mouth before continuing his shopping.

+almost bringing him to his knees. Did he moan? He must have, judging from the burning lust that flickers in Dynamight’s eyes.

"Look at you, ready to be my little bitch. You'd get on your knees for me in a fucking heartbeat, Shitty Hair."

Blood Riot's cock throbs with interest, but he says nothing, too stunned and aroused to respond. The role reversal has turned his brain to mush. Dynamight grins, knowing exactly the effect he has on him, and moves closer to grip Blood Riot’s stiff cock through his flimsy shorts,+

It’s Blood Riot’s turn to be surprised as Dynamight yanks him down to his level with ease and bares his teeth at him.

"Tch, the only place you're meant to be is underneath my boot, asshole."

Well, that’s hot.

They’re evenly matched in almost every way, but this time, he’s rendered Dynamight speechless. Blood Riot feels in control and smirks. He's never managed to silence this sassy Pro Hero, but he only relishes it for a split second before Dynamight's hand darts out to grasp his throat.

They might fight on opposite sides of the law, but the sexual attraction has always been there, building with each clash, each intentional brush against the other’s skin, even if that touch is a violent one.

"Maybe instead of fighting, you let me use my mouth somewhere special," he murmurs, unable to stop himself from inhaling Dynamight's familiar spicy scent.

Dynamight looks up at him, defiant, a sliver of blond hair peeking out from underneath his black hood. He doesn’t step back despite their height difference. Blood Riot loves that about him.

Dynamight's gaze drops to it, and something brightens in those fiery eyes that Blood Riot absolutely wants to explore. Knowing this may actually cause the brawl in his favorite store that he doesn’t want, Blood Riot still removes the cherry stem from his mouth and closes the distance between them.

Blood Riot meets his burning stare and decides cherries and Dynamight may be his two favorite things. He steps closer and places the stem in his mouth. It takes a second, but he sticks out his tongue and shows him the tied stem.

Is his plan stupid? Maybe, but it’ll still be fun.

"No, watch this."

Blood Riot opens the clear bag and makes a show of sticking his tongue out to rest a cherry there. Dynamight watches him like a hawk as he pops the cherry from its stem, chews the fruit, and swallows it.

So, instead, he stands next to Dynamight and reaches in front of him for the cherries.

Oi! Watch it!" Dynamight snaps, glaring up at him, only for his eyes to widen in surprise.

Blood Riot /loves/ the instant change in demeanor, and it fuels his next actions.