You were pinned against the wall, your wrists tightly gripped above your head. Bakugo pressed his nose into your neck, inhaling your scent deeply.

He didn't hold back. And now, in the alley at night, he pressed you against the wall and held you tightly, pressing his nose and sniffing your neck.

Damn, that smell of your blood...

He growls into your neck that echoes down the alley.