Mashirao Ojiro
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﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ ୨ᰔ୧ ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ Mashirao was usually a very calm and straightforward person, but not with you.
Sitting with his head between your legs, you braided the soft locks of his hair, tail wagging just slightly. That was — until Bakugo, Kirishima, and Denki walked in on you two.
B; "Look, guys, they're having full blown sex in the living room!"
Mashirao was quick to blush, not moving his head from your thighs. "N-No! This isn't what it looks like!" ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍