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It was broad daylight as Izuku hurriedly jumped from rooftop to rooftop to his destination, cops in all directions within a two-mile radius at every turn he made.
However, he purposely kept his body hidden within the shadows of the buildings in order to not be spotted, dropping his tracker a few miles back so he wasn’t followed.
Because right now, he needed to keep a low profile and be discreet with his movements.
“Dynamight is back.”
“The famous villain Dynamight has been spotted in the downtown area, all units on deck.”
“All and any pro heroes that are available need to report to the downtown district immediately.”
His earpiece kept going off a mile a minute with comments like this which made him sigh. He lowered the volume just enough so that he could tune out the voices, but still left it on in case his name was called.
Gracefully, he landed in an alleyway, slowly walking with green lighting surrounding his body.
Eventually he found what he was looking for, turning his head to spot a rusted door slightly propped open. Rolling his eyes, he looked both ways before he stepped inside and walked into a dark long hallway, following the sound of two voices.
This building was an abandoned warehouse to the public, but he, unfortunately, knew this place all too well.
“I can’t believe I actually found you, i've already given them my coordinates, so the cops should be here soon. You’re under arrest Dynamight, you vicious scum.”
Izuku hid behind a corner, peeking his head out slightly to see a new rookie hero with a gun in his hand, someone with a quirk that even he admitted was useless.
But on the other side of the room stood the notorious villain Dynamight, standing a good six foot six wearing all black, a mask covering half his face and a baseball cap on. He casually had his hands in his pant pockets, tapping his foot impatiently on the ground.
At first glance anyone would think this was a regular civilian, but those piercing, vixen scarlet eyes gave it away. Irises that Izuku has gazed up adoringly into too many times to count, yes, he knew this was Dynamight.
The blonde tilted his head, huffing loudly and walking away.
“Hey, stop!” The rookie stomped forward, but before things could get messy Izuku quietly rushed in and knocked him out with a chop to the back of his neck.
The new pro hero immediately fell to the floor, not knowing what hit him and it made Izuku flinch. But his guilt left him as soon as it came, looking up at his lover across the way.
“Took you long enough to show up, nerd. Been waiting here for over thirty fucking minutes, and the only person that was able to find me was that? You heroes are getting sloppy.” Izuku chuckled, sitting the poor rookie up against the wall.
“Always one with the theatrics, aren’t you Kacchan. A simple text would have sufficed, you know I have a specific ringtone for you. Why did you need to let everyone and their mother's know you’re back in Japan?” He placed his hands on his hips, irritation clearly written all over his face as the tall villain stalked closer to him.
“Two reasons, Sweetness. One, I just wanted to let my baby know I didn't forget about him for Valentine's Day. So, will you be my Valentine, Izuku?” He rolled his green eyes, letting Katsuki wrap his hands around his hips.
“You’re so fucking cheesy, of course I'll be Kacchan's Valentine.” The blonde pulled down his mask, leaning in to kiss him but Izuku lifted his hand to cover Katsuki's lips.
“No, tell me what the second reason is, Kacchan. I know you didn't make a really big scene just to be romantic?” Katsuki let out a wolfish grin, softly biting one of Izuku’s gloved fingers before getting serious.
“Look, I didn't call because I only have my burner right now, my actual phone is shattered into pieces in the sewers. But the second reason is due to the fucking League. I had to make my presence known because Shigaraki would have set off a bomb a few meters away from your precious little agency.”
Izuku blinked up at him in shock.
“He what?”
“The League of Villains is still trying to make a name for themselves, even after AFO’s death two years ago. Shigaraki won’t fucking quit until you're dead, but that’s what I'm here for. Denki erased the security footage so I could sneak in and disarm the bomb, everything’s fine for now. And I got Sero tracking down Dabi who’s trying to hire more recruits, staying in the shadows.” Izuku groaned, laying his head against his chest.
“Great, of course, the LOV is trying to be relevant again, what's new.”
"Not on my fucking watch. They know not to fuck with you while I'm around, I wouldn't let anything hurt you Izuku."
Lifting Izuku's chin up with a single finger, Katsuki brought their lips together for a passionate kiss that sent butterflies down Izuku’s stomach. It caught him off guard, but he reciprocated the action seconds later.
He stood on his tippy toes while kissing Katsuki, grabbing the sides of his handsome face to pull him in closer. Oh yes, he missed his lover's voice, his mouth, his touch, everything.
The moment didn’t last long though, the distant sound of police sirens making them part, both frowning.
"Here. Come to this address tonight. I got some shit to wrap up today, but I planned somethin' real nice for you later." Katsuki quickly kissed him again.
He handed Izuku a piece of paper, the pro quickly slipping it into his pocket.
"Okay Kacchan. Now hurry up and go, I'll see you tonight.” Izuku lightly pecked his lips one last time, staring up at him with heart eyes.
The tall blonde caressed his face and walked further into the building, blending in with the darkness.
"I guess I should make it look like I'm doing something." Izuku mused to himself, horny and distraught from the situation.
Izuku heard several footsteps approaching them and grabbed the unconscious body of the rookie hero, laying him flat on the floor while pretending to check for a pulse when the police stormed in.
A few pros came in as well, but Izuku shouldn't be surprised.
"Deku, it's good to see you! I'm surprised you got here so fast." Tsukauchi happily greeted him as cops scouted the area, Izuku standing at his feet.
"Good to see you in great health too, Tsukauchi. I would have called sooner but my tracker must have fallen off at some point. I'll have to get a new one." Tsukauchi hummed, patting him on the shoulder as paramedics came to take the unconscious hero to an ambulance.
"It's not problem, new trackers are easily replaceable and im just glad you're alright! Also All Might mentioned to me that you had a date today, sorry today is so chaotic." Right, All Might was one of the few that knew about him and Katsuki, Izuku fake smiling at the police chief.
"Oh not at all, I love being a hero so romance comes second! I just wish I had gotten here sooner though, all I found was the new hero's body, checked for his pulse, and then you all showed up." He shyly scratched the back of his head, putting on a pretend nervous grin.
"Damn, I really thought we had him this time, Dynamight is the most slippery villain I've ever had the unfortunate pleasure of being in charge of. Every time we think we have the guy, he's two steps ahead. No one knows his full identity, what he looks like, but I don't feel like it's hard to catch a six foot blonde who has bombs for hands. Yet here we are." The tired chief of police sighed heavily, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
Izuku would feel bad, but said villain rearranged his guts every five business days and was the love of his life.
Tsukauchi said something else before calling his men and exiting the building a few minutes later after their failed mission.
Many followed out, the last person being Izuku when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and was face to face with his ex from high school.
Shouto Todoroki.
"Oh my gosh, Sho!" He happily flew into the smiling half-hot, half-cold man's open arms, Todoroki twirling him in the air and holding tight.
He still loved Todoroki but in a platonic way. They dated for three years before breaking up during their final year at U.A. Thankfully it was a healthy breakup and they're still best friends to this day.
"Hey, they called me on the case but by the time I arrived there wasn't much I could do. Sorry for being useless." Izuku smiled up at him when he put him down on the ground.
"Sho, you and I both know you're not useless. And I thought you switched to night shift so I'm surprised to see you, it's been so long!”
“Has that much time passed?” Todoroki questioned.
“Yeah, and I miss you, we definitely need to catch up soon. It's been what, almost two months?" He reached up, standing on his tippy toes to hug his best friend again.
"I miss you as well Izuku, so I wanted to ask, do you have any plans later tonight? I'd love to take you out to dinner and catch up at my place after. Unless you think that's weird since it's Valentine's Day."
As sweet as Todoroki was, Izuku knew what he was implying and in his heart he'd rather be with Katsuki tonight.
Speaking of, he swore he saw red eyes glaring at them from the dark hallways across from them. And for Todoroki’s sake, he let go of the handsome pro hero, nervously patting his arm and taking a step back.
"U-Um, I'm kinda being pulled to do something tonight. But, if Wednesday is still your day off when it's your work weekend, how does Wednesday night sound for you this upcoming week?"
If Todoroki was disappointed he didn't show it, crossing his arms with a blank look on his face.
"That would be great, we can invite Iida and Uraraka too since I think they'll be off now. She's eight months pregnant and Iida is staying home more to take care of her."
"Great, I'm so excited, I miss you guys so much!"
They talked more as they exited the building, Izuku ignoring the fact that he was being watched by scarlet eyes.
Around seven o'clock he decided to run back home, take a thorough shower and pack a night bag before going to his secret destination.
He may not have given Katsuki a proper time, but he didn't want to keep the love of his life waiting and show up at a decent hour.
Throwing on a mask and hoodie, he quietly walked outside his apartment building. But he was surprised when a black car with no license plate pulled up, and at the same time he got an unknown number text saying,
'Your chariot has arrived.'
Suddenly in protective mood, he summoned OFA, only to calm himself when the window rolled down to reveal Kaminari Denki, one of Katsuki’s best friends who waved at him to get in the vehicle.
"Oh, Denki, it's just you!" Izuku hopped in, excited to see the sparky blonde. Denki reached over so they could hug each other and drove off.
"Dude it's been so fucking long. I'm honored to be driving you to your dick appointment tonight with the big man." Izuku blushed, hiding his face in his hands which made Denki laugh.
"I could have walked to the place you know? I feel bad, you didn't have to come get me." Denki shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, Kat doesn't trust a lot of people with you, rightfully so. Sero and Mina are hunting down Shigaraki and Dabi, and Kirishima is waiting back at home because I have my own dick appointment with him.” Izuku raised an eyebrow.
“And you're here because…?”
“Oh, Kat convinced me with a five hundred dollar CoffeeBucks gift card to come to get you so yeah, I can't turn down free frappuccinos. Plus I wanted to see you, we all miss you." Izuku laughed at that, always enjoying his time with Denki.
It wasn't too much longer until they pulled up to one of the top five most expensive hotels in Tokyo and Izuku gasped.
"Wait, what. Here?" Green eyes blinked over at Denki who winked at him.
"You know Kat isn't a complete villain and has connections with good people for stuff like this. He loves you and wants tonight to be special.” He reached for something in his pocket, presenting it to Izuku.
“Here's the key card, top floor, room five, penthouse. Have fun getting your guts wrecked tonight honey!" Izuku groaned, shyly taking the keycard and hugging Denki goodbye.
Damn, he felt undressed for this, in a big black hoodie that was ironically Katsuki's, sweats, and converse.
Waving at the hotel employee who smiled at him, he stepped into the elevator, using the keycard to scan and take him directly to the top floor.
An employee was there in the hallway waiting to escort him to the room when he stepped out of the elevator. She mentioned how her daughter was a big fan and Izuku signed a card for her before the woman disappeared after showing him the door.
Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he opened the door and took off his socks and shoes at the entrance. Walking down a short hallway and turning the corner, he gasped at the sight ahead of him.
The penthouse was decorated with multiple huge bouquets of roses, flower petals scattered everywhere and candles, making the penthouse house smell incredibly sweet. Soft music played in the background, the atmosphere perfect and romantic.
Walking up to the kitchen counter, he noticed a small cake, a gift basket with all his favorite snacks, and chocolate covered strawberries.
"Happy Valentine's Day, baby." Katsuki walked up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist.
"Oh Kacchan, this is so perfect, you didn't have to do this." He turned his head around to kiss Katsuki.
"I don't do anything half-assed, I wanted this night to be special for you. My baby deserves the best, such a good hero." Izuku chuckled, moving his head to nuzzle their noses together.
"And I'm lucky to have someone as amazing as you as my soulmate, my big bad villain.” Izuku grinned up at him.
"Fucking sap."
He spun Izuku around and locked their mouths together, his hands roaming until they connected with Izuku's sweats and slid them off his body. Stepping back just slightly, Katsuki stared at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Damn, no underwear? It's like you wanna get fucked or something." Izuku playfully scoffed, running a scarred hand down Katsuki's chest.
"I think that's the point. I want to have sex with my husband after a long day, what can I say? Valentine's Day or not I always want Kacchan." He grabbed blonde spikes to bring Katsuki's head down so he could kiss him again, sticking his tongue out so they could sloppily French kiss.
Without breaking their lips apart, Katsuki easily lifted him up onto the counter, spreading his thick, freckled thighs open so he could stand in between them.
Izuku's dick sprung in the air, fully turned on and he gasped when Katsuki's warm hand started to stroke it.
Katsuki reached for something in his pocket, Izuku realizing it was lube, watching the taller male squirt some on his hand before diving back in to kiss him and massage his dick.
He whimpered, the sounds of Katsuki's hand sliding up and down with a steady pressure and a nice grip while his tongue dominated the kiss making him grow weak. This was truly what he needed after today, his lover making him feel good.
All of it was making the pro hero grow dizzy with arousal. The blonde knew how to stroke him, where his sensitive spots were, and what to do to make him feel good. Katsuki was just fortunately good with everything when it came to pleasing him.
"K-Kacchan is so perfect." He shakily whispered against his lips, spreading his thick legs as far as they could go, head tilting back when that familiar burning feeling in his lower stomach began to rise.
"Almost there, come on baby, you can do it." The blonde moved his face to trail kisses against his neck, Izuku's hand flying to wrap around Katsuki's shoulders.
Katsuki gently budded their foreheads together, making intense eye contact between them while going faster, Izuku's breaths shaky and quick, his mouth open as his body started vibrating.
He came seconds later, wrapping his legs tightly around Katsuki's small waist, shooting into the blonde's hand and getting some on their shirts.
Katsuki kissed him passionately after he came down from his orgasm before walking over to the sink to wash his hands. Izuku watched him take a plate and fork out of the cabinets to set it on the counter.
Stripping out of his hoodie, Katsuki wiped Izuku down with it before tossing it to the ground and cutting a slice of cake for Izuku to eat. He took a small piece and lifted the fork to Izuku's lips.
"Here, at least taste your cake before your next surprise. I made sure it was vanilla this time. You almost fucking killed me when Kirishima got you a chocolate cake." Izuku laughed, taking a bite out of the cake and moaning at the decliocus, moist flavor.
"Oh wow, this is really good baby. And it's not Kirishima's fault, the bakery messed up and I was grateful for you planning a surprise party for me last year!" Izuku took the fork from him to gently stab in the food and offered a piece to the blonde.
Maintaining eye contact, Katsuki grinned before he let his tongue curl around the utensil, groaning at the cake flavor. Izuku felt a spike of lust shoot up from his groin, horny all over again from how attractive his lover was.
The taller male suddenly scooped him up into his arms and without a word carried him bridal style deeper into the penthouse.
They entered the guest bedroom and connected to it was another room. Walking into the luxury bathroom, Izuku's jaw dropped at what awaited him.
The bathroom was dark but lit up with candles, rose petals scattered on the ground and a giant bathtub with jets running sat in the corner. Flower petals in the water with two glasses of champagne were sitting on top of the edge, the bottle in a bucket of ice sitting below the tub.
"Kacchan, oh my gosh." He set Izuku down, taking off his own shirt and pushing him towards the tub.
"Go relax baby, you deserve it." He encouraged the hero.
Stepping into the tub, Izuku slowly sank into the water, groaning from the jets hitting his sore back. Katsuki sat on the edge, watching him with a small smile. Izuku blushed, smiling back at his handsome husband.
He didn't know what to say, voice lost from the heartfelt and thoughtful jester. How did he get so lucky to have someone like Katsuki in his life? Of course he wished things were different though.
Katsuki lost his parents and pursued the life of a vigilante when they were fifteen and split ways. And unfortunately most of Japan saw him as a villain, when honestly he was more of a hero than most pros. In another life Izuku wished things didn't happen the way they did in life.
Yet here they were, secretly in a relationship they continuously hid from the rest of the world. It always made Izuku wonder what could have been, but he was content with what they had.
He couldn't change the past, but he could definitely make the future count.
“You're mumbling.” Katsuki called him out.
“O-Oh, sorry! I'm just so happy to be with Kacchan right now." A blonde eyebrow rose.
"But?"
"No really, I'm blessed we’re in each other's lives even though I wish things were different. This is already a discussion we've had plenty of times already though, so no need to talk about it anymore.” He looked away, deeply sighing, because if he lingered on the subject anymore he would start crying.
“I know we both wish things were different Izuku, but I'm glad I have you now. I couldn't imagine a life where you don't exist as fucking cheesy as that sounds." The blonde genuinely smiled, pulling his heart strings.
"R-Really, Kacchan?" Don't cry, don't cry.
"Yes, I love you too damn much to not want to be around you. Not when you mean everything to me, my little nerd.”
Well damn.
Izuku couldn't help it and started crying anyway, one tear turning into several sliding down his freckled cheeks. It hurt so bad he couldn't publicly share his love for Katsuki to the world. They would both be put on trial and put in jail, or worse killed for their actions.
“Shit, shit–” Katsuki panicked, taking his sweats off and jumping into the tub to hold Izuku.
He silently let the freckled hero weep in his arms, Izuku feeling embarrassed by the sudden wave of emotions he was feeling.
At the same time Izuku would do anything for this man. Even if that meant retiring early so they could run away and start a proper life together. He loved this man so much it physically hurt. He's been in love with him since they were children, Katsuki was it for him and always would be.
“I-Im sorry Kacchan, I'm fu-fucking up everything. I'm not sure why I feel so emotional all of a sudden. But I'm so grateful for everything you've done, so sorry f-for being a crybaby.” Katsuki laughed, leaning back just enough so he could look at Izuku.
Those warm hands wiped his tears away before curling onto the sides of his face to hold his head up.
“You're my little cry baby, don't be sorry for apologizing for something you can't control. Emotions are fucking weird, but I love you regardless. After all, you're the fucker who told me it's okay to feel feelings and all that sappy bullshit. It's alright to cry Izuku.” Izuku smiled at him, leaning in to kiss those lips he's become addicted to.
Katsuki's phone ringing loudly startled them, emerald eyes noticing the frown forming on his lover's face. Clearly something behind the scenes was happening, and Izuku didn't want to stop Katsuki from taking care of business.
“Babe,” He grabbed the side of Katsuki's face, “If they know you're with me on Valentine's Day and are still calling, it's super important. I'm not going anywhere, I'll be ready when you're done handling things.” Izuku kissed him, moving his hand underwater to stroke Katsuki's hard cock.
Katsuki groaned, settling his head in the crook of Izuku's neck. The hero smirked, stroking him faster, but stopped when the phone rang again.
“Motherfucker, I swear imma kill whoever the fuck is blowing up my goddamn phone.” Katsuki begrudgingly got out of the water, Izuku memorized by his naked lover, that big dick swinging around as he disappeared out of the bathroom.
Izuku sat for a few more minutes, letting the tension melt from his body and getting his emtions together before getting out of the tube. He was just as anxious to be with Katsuki as the villain was with him.
Drying himself off, he loved that he smelled of roses because of the bath and headed down the hall into what he assumed was the master bedroom. Rose petals were scattered everywhere, but it was easy to follow the path until he reached a closed door.
Opening the room, he was stunned.
More flowers were littered around the bedroom, the aroma of the sweet candles making Izuku hum in delight. The bed was king sized, as if Izuku and Katsuki needed all that space, but the room was impressive.
The huge wall window overlooked the city, Izuku stepping toward to gaze down below. It was beautiful, not surprised that Katsuki went through the trouble to make all this happen.
“Sorry baby, I shouldn't be getting any more calls tonight.” Izuku looked over when the door opened, smiling at his love.
“It's okay. I'm glad to be here with you, that's all that matters.” Izuku walked over across the room, meeting Katsuki halfway.
Those warm hands grabbed his hips, Katsuki grinning at him. “I was thinking a little foreplay would be appropriate before the main course. Got some things I thought you might like.” A green eyebrow rose.
“Oh, enlighten me.” Izuku softly chuckled, watching Katsuki walk away and take out a suitcase from under the bed.
Katsuki placed it on the mattress and opened it, Izuku cocking his head to the side in confusion.
“Fuzzy handcuffs and a butt plug? There's definitely more to these than what meets the eyes.” Izuku questioned, because Katsuki wasn't basic.
Katsuki let out a wolfish grin, “Always my observant little nerd, why don't you put the handcuffs on and see for yourself. And that's not just a butt plug, it's a prostate vibrator.” Izuku’s curiosity peaked.
Putting one cuff on his wrist, Izuku was confused on what they were supposed to do. They didn't feel heavy, but when he tried to activate his quirk it was non existent.
Oh shit.
He turned to Katsuki with wide eyes, “Quirk resistance sex toys babe?”
“Yeah, these were specifically designed by Hatsume for us. Sometimes people’s quirks can unconsciously slip out during sex and it can do more harm than good. So, fuzzy handcuffs.” Izuku scoffed.
“Are you saying I'm dangerous with OFA in bed?” Katsuki chuckled.
“Both our fucking quirks are dangerous Izuku, but do you remember when we went to Jamacia last month. You rode me so hard OFA slipped out and you broke the bed in half. Almost broke my dick too, but that was the best orgasm of my fucking life though.” Izuku winced at the memory.
“Oh, yeah, s-sorry about that. Maybe we should use these for now.” They laughed, playful, nudging their noses together.
Gently placing Izuku on the bed, Katsuki wrapped the cuffs around the headboard and placed them on Izuku's wrists. Testing his strength, Izuku pulled at them harshly, because he was still strong without OFA. He was surprised the bed didn't even crack, staring up at Katsuki in shock.
“Told you.” Green rolled, watching Katsuki grab the vibrator and lube from the suitcase before kicking it off the bed.
Katsuki poured a decent amount onto the toy, then put some on his fingers. He looked down at Izuku, staring at his hole then into emerald eyes.
“You need prep or can I put it in?”
“I prepped before but I'll never say no to you fingering me.” Izuku spread his legs open, wrapping one around Katsuki's waist, teasing.
Smirking, Katsuki circled a finger around his entrance before putting it in his hole. Then immediately added another, Izuku's thighs shaking.The stretch of those warm, long fingers felt wonderful, his cock stirring to attention from the feeling.
He did prep and thoroughly cleaned himself before he came here. So he was prepared for penetration immediately, however foreplay was always appreciated. His thighs twitching when Katsuki sped his fingers up, three pounding into him now.
Katsuki leaned down to kiss him, expertly moving his fingers in Izuku's hole, twisting, shoving back in, all while Izuku became a teary-eye mess beneath him.
A devious smirk crawled onto Katsuki’s face, proudly knowing he could reduce Izuku into this, tears leaking down from that beautiful face. But that's how it's always been, and they wouldn't have it any other way.
Then Katsuki stopped and removed his fingers, grabbing the toy. "Don't want you coming just yet, wanna try this toy out on you first." Who was Izuku to say no to that?
The freckled male opened his legs as far as they could go, Katsuki pushing the tip of the vibrator against his hole. The sensation of the toy felt like latex rubber, slowly moving inch by inch inside until it touched his sweet spot.
Katsuki left it there, leaning back and getting up from the bed. Izuku heard the sink in the bathroom turn on, his walls gently spasming around the toy while moving his hands to test the handcuffs again. Izuku had a feeling Katsuki was about to show no mercy, the villain walking back into the room.
“I'm not sure the intensity of how this works, it's remote controlled on this device. Hatsume said we'd be the first to try it out. I'll start it on low and see how you feel.” Red eyes stared down at him, admiring his toned, freckled body before looking at the small touch pad that came with the toy.
“Wow, well I guess let's–ah!” Izuku went cross-eyed, the vibrations inside of him so intense, hitting right against his prostate.
“Holy shit, t-that’s low?” Izuku asked, out of breath. His whole body twitched, not anticipating how strong the low setting would be.
Katsuki didn't respond, and when Izuku looked up there was a far away look in those scarlet eyes that made him gulp. Next thing he knew, Katsuki cracked it up higher, Izuku's breath getting stolen from his lungs.
And then it stopped.
“Too much or can I keep going?” Katsuki asked, but unfortunately Izuku couldn't respond right away and had to catch his breath.
“Y-Yeah–Fuck, ahh!” Izuku screamed, his back arching off the bed when Katsuki turned it to the highest setting without warning him.
His breaths came out in small, quick huffs, arching off the bed as the handcuffs clanked against the headboard. It almost felt too much, trying to close his legs, but a hot grip on them made that impossible. Grabbing his inner thighs with a steel grip, Katsuki forced his shaking legs open. Those crimson eyes watched him squeal, enjoying Izuku's cries and moans, his body feeling like it was getting electrocuted.
It felt overwhelming but in a good way, the waves of the vibrating toy hitting his prostate harshly. He almost wanted to pass out, white dots appearing while his vision began to blur.
Until it stopped again.
The whiplash of the intensity and back to nothing made his whole body shudder. His cock leaked with pre-come against his stomach, abdomen tight as an aggressive orgasm started to approach.
“Ka-Kacchan–”
“You're so beautiful like this, could watch you forever.” He leaned down to harshly grab Izuku's jaw, forcing his mouth open.
Knowing what he wanted, Izuku stuck out his tongue and let Katsuki spit in his mouth. And he loved it, curling his tongue and swallowing obediently. The villain visibly shivered watching him, leaning down to kiss Izuku's lips.
Instinctively Izuku wanted to wrap his hands around Katsuki's neck, but was quickly reminded they were above his head. So he swung a leg around Katsuki's back, pulling the taller male down on him.
They both hissed at the friction, their cocks rubbing together. And Katsuki hummed, grinding his length into Izuku’s already leaking one as they made out. Katsuki grabbed the leg around his back, and then the other, pushing the back of Izuku’s knees until his ankles hit the sides of his face, folding him like a pretzel.
Izuku was thankful for his flexibility.
Katsuki broke the kiss, moving his head to trail kisses down Izuku’s neck. “You wanna come for your Kacchan?” He asked, and of course Izuku nodded.
The powerful vibrations came back, Katsuki turning it up to the highest setting. Izuku's breath was stolen again, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he moaned loudly. He loved this, allowing the waves of euphoria to sweep him away, that familiar tight feeling in his abdomen building back up.
His nipples were hard, tears falling down his face at the feeling of a hot tounge licking them. Because of course Katsuki wanted to torture him in the most pleasurable ways. His nipples were sensitive, and Katsuki sucking on them wasn't helping the situation.
He noticed Katsuki moved his head lower, still holding his thighs open, but Izuku was too carried away with lust to realize what he was doing. Until a wet mouth engulfed the entity of his dick, Katsuki skillfully bobbing his head up and down. He swallowed Izuku up with eased practice, his mouth like a suction cup and Izuku was gone.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck–” Izuku couldn't take it anymore.
White clouded his vision, rolling to the back off his head as his mouth opened into a silent scream. His hands strained against the handcuffs, body hot and shivering when he came into Katsuki's mouth. And Katsuki didn't let a single drop slip past his lips, swallowing everything Izuku shot into his mouth.
Thank fuck Izuku drank a ton of pineapple juice before coming here, hoping he tasted sweet in the back of his sex fogged brain.
It took Izuku a minute to come back to reality, taking deep, shaky breaths. Katsuki let his dick flop out his mouth, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
“You taste so fucking sweet, so good baby.” Katsuki praised him, moving a hand down to stroke the side of Izuku's face.
“Th-Thank you Kacchan.” He lazily responded, only slightly aware of Katsuki taking the handcuffs off and tossing them somewhere in the room. Then hissing at the sensation of Katsuki removing the vibrator from inside of him.
He scooped Izuku into his arms to kiss him deeply, Izuku moaning into his lover's mouth while their limbs tangled together. Finally having his arms back, he placed them on the sides of Katsuki’s face to bring him closer.
Their tongues slotted against each other's, their kiss becoming messy in seconds. But Izuku didn't care, letting Katsuki curl his long, hot tongue against his. And they did this for a few minutes, just kissing and feeling each other while Izuku came down from his lustful high.
Katsuki's hands instinctively found their way to Izuku's hips and pressed his body down so they could be flushed together, both moaning when their dicks touched. Katsuki was long, thick, perfect, and he couldn't wait for that cock to be buried inside of him.
The blonde sat back facing directly in front of Izuku to spread out his legs, giving the taller male a full view of himself. There was no shame in Izuku's face either and in fact, he started smirking when he put the lube on his fingers, rubbing it to warm it up, before he teasingly started circling his sticky fingers around his hole. He loved to play with himself, especially when there was an audience.
Katsuki's eyes followed the slow spread of Izuku's thighs as if entranced, then looked up, drinking in all of his beautiful body until his lust-clouded eyes fell on Izuku's. He licked his lips, watching hungrily at the way Izuku pleasured himself, adding another digit every few minutes until he was three fingers in, knuckle deep.
Izuku squirmed, throwing his head back while scissoring himself, muscles tensing and thighs shaking. Izuku had done this plenty of times, always putting on a show for Katsuki.
"I can't wait any longer, Izuku."
They locked eyes, the tension suddenly shifting in the room when Izuku took his fingers out. It was like they were the only ones in this hotel, the whole building to themselves. They could be as loud, rough, and noisy as they wanted too since they didn't care.
"Yes, yes, plesse, put it in Kacchan." Izuku was so lost in the moment, or more so in Katsuki's beautiful, but deadly scarlet gaze that he was rendered speechless and almost didn't answer back.
And then those warm hands caressed each side of his face and Katsuki swooped down to capture his lips. He opened his mouth to give the villain access with his tongue, and for a few minutes they laid there lazily making out, limbs tangled together and hands touching everywhere.
Katsuki suddenly sat up and placed Izuku down gently against the pillows, making sure his neck would be okay. The mattress dipped beneath Katsuki as he lined himself up with Izuku's waiting hole, his cock just barely brushing the ring of muscle.
“Give it to me Kacchan. I want you so badly.” Izuku teased him.
Without a second thought, Katsuki bullied his dick into him, the air leaving his lungs like Izuku had been kicked. He came back to reality after a few seconds and glared at Katsuki who had the smuggest expression on his freckled face.
"S-Sorry, it's hard to not fuck you deep when you're so demanding and act bratty Izuku. My little slutty nerd." He thrusted back.
"Kacchan!"
"Im gonna fuck you so good until you can't walk properly, okay baby?" Izuku blushed at the words, but nodded his head.
Katsuki grabbed his face with one hand and used the other to hoist one of Izuku's leg onto his shoulder to better angle himself.
"Okay, if it hurts too much just let me know." He bent down to kiss him on the lips once more and rubbed Izuku's hips in a massaging motion.
Katsuki pulled back out, causing both of them to groan at the loss. Just as Izuku was about to say put it back in, Katsuki latched his lips on Izuku's open neck, giving it wet kisses that would leave purple and red marks while bullying his dick back into him.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Katsuki, yes, just like that." Izuku moaned, back arched all the way off the bed.
Katsuki drove in and out of him at a speed his own hips couldn't keep up with, so strong with each thrust that sent him to another universe when they would hit his prostate.
Katsuki stopped for a moment to move, sitting himself up straighter and grabbing Izuku's hips. He angled them higher, just right, and surprised Izuku by targeting his prostate with precise precision, relentlessly thrusting in and out the spot that drove Izuku crazy.
Each time Katsuki hit that spot Izuku felt like he was getting punched, the air getting sucked right out of his lungs every time. Wow, it was maddening how good Katsuki was making him feel, eyes rolled back and mouth wide opened, Izuku barely mumbling words that weren't even coherent.
"You like that Izuku? Like it when your Kacchan fucks you deep like this?" Katsuki was drenched in sweat, watching the way Izuku squirmed and came undone into a babbling, drooling mess beneath him, tears coming down from the red eyes.
"Y-Yes, fuck yes."
Izuku suddenly wrapped his arms around Katsuki's neck and brought his face down to crush their lips together into an aggressive kiss filled with tongue.
"Hmmm, K-Kachaan, keep going, g-gonna come." He was able to say and Izuku gasped when Katsuki hit his prostate harder, faster, Izuku almost passed out.
"S-Shit, me too baby.”
It was like a switch turned and Katsuki suddenly pulled out before thrusting back in so brutally that the bed shook and they were probably making so much noise the people below could hear them, but they didn't give a damn.
Katsuki grabbed his headboard for extra support with one hand while the other held Izuku's hip with a bruising grip, loving the way Izuku was crumbling apart beneath him.
"Don't stop, Kacchan!" He practically howled out, grabbing onto Katsuki's shoulders as his life depended on it.
It wasn't much longer until they both reached their climax and came with each other, riding out their orgasms together while holding each other's spasming sweaty bodies. They held each other for several moments in silence, breathing deep until they came back down for their high. Especially Izuku since Katsuki was buried in him so deep that he could feel his come filling him up, the sensation warm and actually comforting.
They held each other for several moments in silence, breathing deep until they came back down for their orgasms. Especially Izuku since Katsuki was buried in him so deep that he could feel his come filling him up, the sensation comforting, hot, familiar.
After a minute of two, emerald eyes slowly opened to see scarlet already looking back at him. Izuku felt completely fucked out, and wiped the sweat off his brow with the back of his hand when a small rock hitting his over-sensitive prostate made him gasp, breathless.
Izuku then registered the fullness of a very hard cock still deep inside him, moaning when Katsuki thrusted into him again.
“I have more toys and shit I want to try, I ain't done with you yet Izuku.” The pro hero rolled his eyes, leaning up to kiss his lover.
Izuku smirked, “I wouldn’t expect it any other way, make love to me all night long Katsuki.”
Oh how he wanted to drown in this man, Katsuki moving himself back on top and devouring him with a soul-snatching kiss. And Izuku welcomed everything he had to offer, moaning and closing his eyes, already aching for more.
The smell of bacon and fresh food was what woke Izuku up.
He sat up to happily stretch, his hands high above his head while purring like a cat. Wow, Izuku felt amazing, biting his bottom lip when memories of last night started resurfacing in his mind, playing over and over again.
Looking down he realized there was a new set of sheets and he was cleaned, wearing an oversized black t-shirt that was definitely Katsuki’s.
Getting up from the bed, he wobbled over to the bathroom to brush his teeth, then splashed water on his face and eyes to wipe drool and morning crust away. Katsuki had seen him first thing in the morning before, but Izuku still wanted to look presentable.
He waddled his way around the penthouse and into the kitchen area where he saw the love of his life setting the table for them, room service probably having just arrived.
Sneakily, he kept his footsteps light until he reached his target, wrapping his arms around the taller man’s waist from behind. Katsuki didn’t flinch, grunting in acknowledgment and turning his body so he could kiss Izuku on the forehead.
Izuku smiled up at him, about to thank him for breakfast when he noticed the table was only set up for one person. He looked back up at the blonde with a raised eyebrow, silently questioning his lover.
“Breakfast for one, babe?” Katsuki grimaced at the question.
“Sero got himself in a sticky situation, which he’s personally fine. But because of it, I have to clean up some of my men’s mess because they got themselves caught in a fucking trap. Kirishima is doing the best he can as second in command, but this is a situation where I gotta take care of shit personally and physically be there.” Damn.
Izuku hummed, trying to hide his disappointment but clearly failing, noticing the sad face Katsuki made.
“Trust me when I say I want to spend today with you Izuku, really, but you know this shit gets messy and Kirishima can only do so much when it comes to Dabi’s slippery ass. Also if it makes you feel better, Denki ain’t thrilled either and sent me a long ass message about how I took his morning dick away or something like that. Those two idiots are in love, it’s fucking strange.” Izuku let out a soft laugh.
“It’s okay, do what you have to do, I promise I'm not sad or upset. You made yesterday evening very wonderful and special for me, I love you Kacchan.” He stood up on his tippy toes to kiss him, and Katsuki eagerly returned it without hesitation.
“I love you too, now eat before your eggs get cold.” He flicked his forehead, hugging Izuku tightly as if he didn’t want to let go.
Which was okay because Izuku didn’t want to let go either.