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Izuku stretches out on the bed completely naked. He knows Katsuki is watching, he always is. And Izuku loves it, loves Katsuki’s gaze all over his body like oil dripping down. It’s always like this after they shower when a day off looms over their heads in the best way possible. When they can take time to get ready for bed with no need to wake up at a certain time the day after. It’s exhilarating every time because they both know they’re not sleeping any time soon. And Izuku has plans for tonight. One’s he had mentioned some while ago, absentmindedly offering something new they could do in the bedroom, Katuski’s hot gaze on him all the confirmation he needed that they could .
Izuku rolls over to his stomach, arching his back, feeling the joints pop. He knows he’s teasing. But it’s all the more fun when he hears Katsuki’s breath hitch, followed by the dip of the bed, as he comes closer. Equally as naked, his cock hard and aching just from seeing his husband.
“Izuku,” Katsuki leans over him, chest to back. His lips ghost over Izuku’s ear, a kiss, a whisper. Enough to make Izuku shiver, his cunt throb with the need for Katsuki’s large cock. But not tonight, not right away. He has plans .
“Kacchan,” Izuku sighs as Katsukis tongue flicks over the shell of his ear and goes down and down. He’s licking down his neck, to his shoulder. Teeth nipping at the skin as if it’s the most delicious treat one can have. And Izuku knows it is, his own lips ghosting over Katsuki’s arm near his head. He needs him.
“Kacchan,” Izukus's hips stutter when Katsuki’s cock brushes against his thigh. It’s so hot and heavy. Izuku needs it. He sighs and shifts Katsuki going along with him. And then he’s over his husband, straddling his hips, looming over him like the sun over the mountain.
Katsukis hands come to grip his thighs, fingers digging in sure to leave bruises after. Izuku does not mind. His cunt throbs once more and he grinds down over Katsukis cock. A gasp left both of their lips, and Izuku could cum like this. Grinding over Katsukis's dick over and over again. He knows that Katsuki could too.
“Katsuki I want to do something tonight, will you let me?” He whispers instead. Katsukis fingers dig deeper into his thighs, hips stuttering up instead of a verbal answer.
“Good boy,” Izuku leans over to kiss him, licking into his mouth, hand coming to grip his hair and tug . Katsuki whimpers into his mouth, it’s blissful. Izuku lets go of Katsuki's soft locks, parts their lips and leans back.
“Stay, alright?” Katsuki nods, giving his thighs one last squeeze as Izuku slips off his lap and the bed. He heads straight to their closet, to the back where they keep all their toys and pulls out something special. It’s a strap along with a dildo the same size as Katsukis dick. He chose very carefully wanting to replicate the same feeling as being fucked by his husband's dick.
Izuku pulled the strap on, making sure the straps dug into his thighs a bit more, to leave bruises after, ones they both would enjoy.
“You’re gonna fuck me?” Comes Katsuki’s raspy voice as Izuku turns around. Katsukis has risen on his hand, the other palming his dick. He’s flushed, breathing heavily eyes flicking all over Izuku’s body, straying just a bit longer on the strap and the big dildo that Izuku attached to it.
“I will, but first lay down I’m going to sit on your face, okay?” Katsuki groans and flops back his dick twitching at his words. Izuku admires him for a brief moment, taking lube with him as he climbs back on the bed. Izuku leans over him, grabbing his face to squish his cheeks and pecking his lips. Katuki’s hand comes to grab his nape smashing their lips together. Izuku lets go of his face as they groan falling into a deeper kiss.
Izuku whimpers when Katsukis hand slides around his thighs, fingers brushing over his soaking cunt. Fuck. He needs Katsuki’s mouth on him now .
Izuku pulls back, patting Katsukis's cheek. “That’s enough of that, alright? Put your mouth to good use somewhere else, okay?” Katsuki nods and grips Izuku, pulling him up until Izuku almost crashes into the headboard of the bed. And yet he doesn't have time to berate him when he feels Katsukis tongue on his clit.
“K-Kacchan,” Izuku lets out a broken moan. His thighs shake right away all too pent up over the last two weeks since their last free day. The dildo rubs over Katsuki’s face as he eats him out and Katsuki is visibly relishing in it as he grabs it.
Izuku reaches down to grab at Katsuki’s hair, pulling his head up just a tad bit higher. Katsuki moans low and broken instead grabbing Izuku’s hips and pulling him down. It’s too much all too soon and Izuku feels an orgasm building up. His body tingles with heat and pleasure, he’s out of breath and unable to say anything more than the name of his husband. But it’s enough. More than enough for Katsuki to understand what he needs and he delivers, he always does. Izuku can’t wait to fuck him the way he deserves.
“Please Kacchan-” He begs his hips stuttering, so, oh so close to the climax. Katsuki sweeps his tongue over his clit, digging right into it and Izuku cums. It’s sudden and so overwhelming he spasms and gushes all over Katsuki’s face. He trembling, hips still stuttering from the high as Katsuki holds him close licking away at his thighs and pussy, like a starved man.
“Izuku, please,” Katsuki grips him tight. “Izuku,” He moans out and Izuku knows why. He looks back at the way Katsuki’s cock is arching high in the air despite the weight. It’s all pretty and red. And Izuku would love to put his mouth on it but not now. He has to prepare his lovely husband for what’s to come. Heh, pun intended.
Izuku crawls down from Katsukis face, amused as Katsuki’s head jerks up tongue lulled out from his mouth. If he wanted he’d ride Katsuki’s face the whole night.
“Be a good boy and open your legs, mh?” Izuku purrs, reaching for the abandoned lube situating himself between Katsuki’s legs. He’s fingered Katsuki before, many times. And Katsuki enjoys it a whole lot, a whole mess of tears and whimpers as Izuku teases his prostate over and over again.
And yet when Izuku presses a lubed finger into his hole it’s far too easy. As if, as if Katsuki had been stretched not too long ago. Izuku whips his head to look at Katsuki’s face. He’s red, blushing, not meeting his eyes.
“Did you-?” Izuku shudders, his pussy throbbing ready to go again. Fuck.
“I-” Katsukis rasps, voice rough. He clears it, taking a deep, shuddering breath. “I prepped myself in the shower- have been the last two times we had our free days,”
Izuku needs a long fucking second.
He closes his eyes, sucking on his bottom lip. Fuck. The finger inside of Katsuki twitches and Katsuki gasps. Izuku doesn’t waste any more time as adds another. If he can take it, so can Katsuki. And he does, sucking up Izuku’s fingers. He’s twitchy right away, hips stuttering and going down seeking the pleasure he’s so, so close to.
“Izuku-” He whines and Izuku can’t do anything but comply. He pulls out his two fingers, adds a third and shoves them deep inside of Katsuki. Katsuki’s back arches as he moans, hands coming to clutch at the sheets. Izuku prods around, a smile appearing as he finds the sweet spot that has Katsuki going insane. He probes at Katsuki’s prostate, teasing at first until he hits it hard once, twice and then back to teasing.
“Fuck- I’m gonna- Izu-” Katsuki is a lot for words as he shouts, cock jerking, long streaks of cum landing all over his chest and abs. Izuku milks him, teasing his prostate, his other hand coming to run over his dick making sure that every last drop is out for him to lick away later.
“Good. You did so well Kacchan,” Izuku lets his rest for a brief moment, sitting back, and adjusting the dildo in his strap. He lets him rest but only for a moment before he’s grabbing Katsukis legs and raising them in the air, lining up his dildo and fucks right into him. He wishes he could feel, wishes he could feel the intense heat of Katsuki around him. But this will do. Has to. Especially when Katsukis shouts at the feeling of being opened up so suddenly. It’s beautiful. Izuku wishes he had done this sooner.
“Look at you,” He sighs, bottoming out. He lets Katsuki adjust. Knows how big and filling Katsuki’s cock is. He runs his hand over Katsuki’s thighs, shushing him as he hitches his hips higher, shoving a stray pillow under. He’s not planning to be gentle.
“I’m gonna fuck you like you fuck me, okay? Gonna show you how you do me. Cum for me as much as you want baby, okay?” Katsuki nods, a plea following. He’s hard again, cock twitching against his abbs. He loves the sight, from above.
He pulls his hips back, eyes wandering to look at the way Katsuki’s hole stretches all around the dildo. He pulls out ever so slowly, plunging back in with much more intensity. Katsuki does him hard, with no mercy in sight. So Izuku will do so as well.
He keeps up the rhythm, angling his hips down just ever so slightly to make sure he’s hitting his prostate with each thrust. Katsuki is a mess right away. Izukus's pussy throbs, his clit pulsating fuck. Even if he’s not getting any direct pleasure it’s all too much for him. Just the image of Katsuki gasping and moaning around the dildo.
He changes up his rhythm going for hard, fast slams. His hips burn but it's oh-so good especially when Katsuki keeps gasping out his name. And he’s once again on the cusp of another orgasm. Izuku relents, lets him have it. Reaces for his cock to spur him on, to cum for him. And Katsuki does, legs wrapping around Izuku’s hips to pull him closer, crush his sides in the best way possible and Katsuki is cumming all over Izuku’s hand and abs, joining the mess of cum there.
Izuku whines. His pussy throbs. He reaches down between their bodies to rub at his clit. The angle is awkward and not the best but it's enough as he cums all over Katsuki’s hole. He squirts to no one's surprise, legs giving out as he falls forward, pushing the dildo impossibly deeper into Katsuki.
It takes a little for them to come down from the high, breathing into each other's mouths as they share lazy kisses and pecks.
“Kacchan,” Izuku whispers eyes fluttering open to take in Katsuki, still flushed and breathing hard.
“Izuku,” Katsuki smiles at him, biting his lip. “Fuck me again,” He whispers.