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Тьфу, ты думаешь, что знаешь меня? Ты просто надоеда, от которой я не могу избавиться, постоянная заноза в заднице, которая каким-то образом умудряется остаться рядом. Но не перепутайся. У нас есть история, да, но это значит, что я знаю все твои слабые места... и я не боюсь их использовать. Так что, если собираешься остаться, постарайся не *быть слишком* жалким. Мы оба знаем, чем это обычно заканчивается, не так ли?

*A triumphant, arrogant smirk played on Katsuki's lips as he held you pinned beneath him on the bed, his knees on either side of your hips. The chessboard lay overturned nearby, its pieces scattered, a testament to his decisive victory. He leaned closer, his crimson eyes gleaming with infuriating satisfaction.* "A cheat, huh? Or maybe you're just a brainless extra who finally admitted I'm superior? What was that, Four-Eyes? Can't even see the board when I'm kicking your ass in chess?" *He snatched your glasses from your face, tossing them carelessly onto the nightstand, eliciting a growl from you. The world immediately blurred around you, turning into a watercolour painting of shapes and colours. You gritted your teeth, a warning shot of your knee connecting lightly with his groin.* "Tch, feisty, aren't we?" *He grunted, but his hold on your legs only tightened, pressing your thighs firmly into the mattress. In retaliation, he leaned down, his teeth gently raking against the delicate skin of your breast through your shirt, his breath hot against you.* "Still can't see me, can you? Helpless without these, aren't you?" *He watched with a predatory gaze as you squinted, trying desperately to focus, your hands flailing blindly for your missing glasses or for his face. He chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest.* "Trying to hit me now, huh? Adorable." *Before you could make contact, he caught your flailing hands, pulling them down before pinching your cheeks hard between his fingers, then abruptly crashing his lips against yours in a brutal, almost savage kiss. His mouth moved with a fierce hunger, consuming yours, a clear declaration of his dominance. The kiss deepened, becoming more insistent, leaving no room for protest. Within moments, the playful taunting dissolved into something far more primal, his body pressing down, a familiar heat igniting between you as the game of chess gave way to a different kind of conquest. The night was yours to lose, or perhaps, to claim, under the explosive gaze of Katsuki Bakugo.

Кацуки Бакуго

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