[Early morning patrols is what has Katsuki out of bed early and away from Izuku. He's crouched on a building when his phone dings and since the area is all clear he pulls out his phone to see...
Oh.
He nearly drops his phone, scrambling to hold onto it. Good morning indeed. And patrols are forgotten as he takes off back to the house. Izuku will hear the explosions getting closer and then Katsuki is coming right through the window. Good morning, Izuku. Your boyfriend is home early? He had to come see if Izuku was still lounging around.]
[Boots being kicked off so he can cross the distance to the bed. To Izuku. Crawling across it towards him. Izuku shouldn't be shocked. He came running last time too. This time he cups Izuku's face and kisses him.]
[Maybe instead of a training method, he could use it as a way to call Katsuki to his side whenever he wants-
With Katsuki prowling up onto the bed and on top of him, Izuku can only fall back against the pillows and let out a happy laugh. He pulls his arms around Katsuki's neck and kisses him slowly...
[Izuku is learning dangerous techniques! Summoning his boyfriend with pictures!
The way Izuku falls back against the pillows has Katsuki following. Patrol can wait. He wants to stay here with Izuku a while. He gives Izuku's lower lip a little experimental nip.]
[To be completely fair, despite their patrols, Katsuki has rarely ever actually had to do much more than exactly that. Patrol. And he's sure Todoroki is out there right now so it's not like they're without any heroes on the streets this morning.
Katsuki breaks the kiss when he needs air, but only so he can then trail breathy kisses down Izuku's neck. Something that's been on his mind since the day they painted each other's nails... he bites Izuku lightly at the juncture between neck and shoulder. Just to see.]
[Honestly, that thought and conversation has slipped Izuku's mind until now. At first, he just shudders softly at Katsuki's attention to his neck. He lets out a slow breath, enjoying the feel of Katsuki's lips...
But then the bite at his neck has him gasping and letting out a startled half-moan. It's a light bite but it surprises Izuku. His face gets beat red because of that...
[Moan is good? Moan is good. Katsuki gives another little nip and adjusts himself so that he's straddling Izuku's lap.
He knows if he moves too fast or does something Izuku doesn't like, Izuku will let him know. But he for one is ready for anything and everything Izuku will allow. Especially since Izuku interrupted his patrol with a saucy picture?
His lips continue their quest up and down Izuku's throat.]
[This is absolutely Izuku's fault and he totally started it, that's true. But anything that Katsuki wants to do with him... Izuku has a hard time denying. When Katsuki gives him any sort of attention, he can't help but want more of it. He craves it. So Izuku will probably rarely stop Katsuki unless he's too overwhelmed or something.
Meaning, Izuku's hands find Katsuki's hips and he grips them with a tight squeeze. He shudders softly again, those lips on his throat making his heartbeat race faster.]
[He growls out between those heated kisses. With Izuku's hands on his hips, he decides to test the waters, his own hands slipping under Izuku's shirt. Trailing over Izuku's abs as he pushes the shirt up. He doesn't need this right now. It can go.]
How the hell did I never notice? You're so attractive that it pisses me off...
Wh- I- I think you're the one who needs to look in the mirror, Kacchan.
[Izuku thinks he's a fairly average looking boy. The boy next door. Nothing special in the looks department at all! He'll never be as attractive as Katsuki... Or even Shoto or Rody. And he knows that!
That wandering hand has Izuku's breathing hitching. There's a heat starting to stir through his body. If Katsuki pulls his shirt off, he'll let it slip off and then he'll tug on Katsuki's as well. Off...]
[It's a good thing Katsuki likes to hear it because it's a special kind of warmth Izuku gets when he can say Katsuki's the hot one and him liking to hear it.
He gets a little lost in the attention, his eyes watering slightly as he feels Katsuki's hands trailing over him again. He wants to arch his back.]
I'm... I'm not. [He's just plain. But Katsuki's words feel so good. So he might be saying that so he can hear more.] Ahh...
[His hands slide over Katsuki's hips again, and this time he gives a needy little squeeze. Slides his hands shyly down Katsuki's thighs, appreciating how hot he is...]
[Katsuki... really wants to be closer. Izuku's hands on his hips, his thighs... it really ignites something in him.]
You are. [He practically growls it out.]
Don't fucking doubt me, Izuku.
[He knows that this close there's absolutely no hiding what their activities are doing to him. He lets himself press closer so Izuku can feel the evidence against his stomach where Katsuki is sitting in his lap.]
Think I'd be like this if I wasn't stupidly attracted to you?
[He inhales a sharp gasp. Feeling Katsuki's very obvious reaction sends his heart racing even faster. He looks down and watches just as Katsuki shifts closer, that hardness pressing up against his lower stomach. It does wild things to Izuku's thinking, and it's clear he's getting excited too.]
You're going to send me over th-the edge, if you keep saying things like that...
[His hands grip Katsuki's thighs and he pulls downward so that they can grind a little against each other.]
You're the one who's amazing. Your body... your v-voice...
[His heart skips a painful beat. How is it that Katsuki's so hot and burning that it makes Izuku feel like he's melting on the spot. How did he get a boyfriend that's so incredible and attractive...
Izuku swallows a breath.]
I... I can, Kacchan. I want to.
[Now is the time to push himself for more. Because he wants more. He tugs down at Katsuki's shorts to pull them down.]
He lets Izuku tug and he shifts to make it easier to get his shorts down. He leans back on his elbows and lifts his hips. All the while watching Izuku with eyes full of desire and yearning.
His heart is racing in his chest. But he doesn't let himself look away from Izuku.]
Got some ideas in that head of yours? About what you wanna do to me?
[Izuku can't help how his eyes wander down Katsuki's body from where he is. Once those shorts are off, Izuku's mouth feels a little dry and he has to lick his lips. He wasn't expecting today to be the day that they might try to do more with each other but... He absolutely doesn't want to back down.
His hand slowly drift downs Katsuki's stomach, touching over his abs and not quite touching Katsuki lower yet.]
There's a lot, Kacchan. If ... You're going to make me say it. [He watches Katsuki and then leans up to kiss the side of his head so he can whisper in his ear.]
Can we try going... all the way? I want... I want to feel what it's like inside...y-you.
[And then quickly (with maybe a little help of a blackwhip) reverses their position so that Katsuki's the one on his back and Izuku can hover over him.]
It'll be easier if we do things this way, Kacchan. That way you can relax your body and I can do most of the work. At least... That's what I read.
[There's no Internet here, so imagine Izuku trying to read up on these things... Then he reaches out to the little side table and pulls out the little bottle of lube.]
[The movement catches his attention and his eyes follow Izuku's reach for the bottle. He blinks slowly and rallies himself.]
...know just what you want, huh?
[He sort of thought he'd be taking charge of this encounter. In his head he kept figuring that he would end up 'on top' even as the one taking it but Izuku taking charge so readily is...
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Oh.
He nearly drops his phone, scrambling to hold onto it. Good morning indeed. And patrols are forgotten as he takes off back to the house. Izuku will hear the explosions getting closer and then Katsuki is coming right through the window. Good morning, Izuku. Your boyfriend is home early? He had to come see if Izuku was still lounging around.]
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... But the sound of explosions has him sitting up quickly.]
K-Kacchan?!
[Right through the window?! Maybe he should use this as a training method-]
I think you made it back here in r-record time.
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[Boots being kicked off so he can cross the distance to the bed. To Izuku. Crawling across it towards him. Izuku shouldn't be shocked. He came running last time too. This time he cups Izuku's face and kisses him.]
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With Katsuki prowling up onto the bed and on top of him, Izuku can only fall back against the pillows and let out a happy laugh. He pulls his arms around Katsuki's neck and kisses him slowly...
A good morning kiss.]
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The way Izuku falls back against the pillows has Katsuki following. Patrol can wait. He wants to stay here with Izuku a while. He gives Izuku's lower lip a little experimental nip.]
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The little nip has him opening his mouth slightly with a gasp. He softly follows up by licking lightly into the kiss.
Sending pictures really is that dangerous...]
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Katsuki breaks the kiss when he needs air, but only so he can then trail breathy kisses down Izuku's neck. Something that's been on his mind since the day they painted each other's nails... he bites Izuku lightly at the juncture between neck and shoulder. Just to see.]
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But then the bite at his neck has him gasping and letting out a startled half-moan. It's a light bite but it surprises Izuku. His face gets beat red because of that...
Oh no. That felt nice.]
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He knows if he moves too fast or does something Izuku doesn't like, Izuku will let him know. But he for one is ready for anything and everything Izuku will allow. Especially since Izuku interrupted his patrol with a saucy picture?
His lips continue their quest up and down Izuku's throat.]
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Meaning, Izuku's hands find Katsuki's hips and he grips them with a tight squeeze. He shudders softly again, those lips on his throat making his heartbeat race faster.]
Kacchan...
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[He growls out between those heated kisses. With Izuku's hands on his hips, he decides to test the waters, his own hands slipping under Izuku's shirt. Trailing over Izuku's abs as he pushes the shirt up. He doesn't need this right now. It can go.]
How the hell did I never notice? You're so attractive that it pisses me off...
[Cute aggression!]
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[Izuku thinks he's a fairly average looking boy. The boy next door. Nothing special in the looks department at all! He'll never be as attractive as Katsuki... Or even Shoto or Rody. And he knows that!
That wandering hand has Izuku's breathing hitching. There's a heat starting to stir through his body. If Katsuki pulls his shirt off, he'll let it slip off and then he'll tug on Katsuki's as well. Off...]
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[He's aware, thanks. He likes hearing it though.
He lets Izuku toss his shirt aside. Neither of them need them right now.]
But so are you, damnit. I must've been blind my whole damn life.
[He sits himself on Izuku's thighs, his knees on either side of his boyfriend, hands trailing up his back as he steals another heated kiss.]
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He gets a little lost in the attention, his eyes watering slightly as he feels Katsuki's hands trailing over him again. He wants to arch his back.]
I'm... I'm not. [He's just plain. But Katsuki's words feel so good. So he might be saying that so he can hear more.] Ahh...
[His hands slide over Katsuki's hips again, and this time he gives a needy little squeeze. Slides his hands shyly down Katsuki's thighs, appreciating how hot he is...]
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You are. [He practically growls it out.]
Don't fucking doubt me, Izuku.
[He knows that this close there's absolutely no hiding what their activities are doing to him. He lets himself press closer so Izuku can feel the evidence against his stomach where Katsuki is sitting in his lap.]
Think I'd be like this if I wasn't stupidly attracted to you?
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[He inhales a sharp gasp. Feeling Katsuki's very obvious reaction sends his heart racing even faster. He looks down and watches just as Katsuki shifts closer, that hardness pressing up against his lower stomach. It does wild things to Izuku's thinking, and it's clear he's getting excited too.]
You're going to send me over th-the edge, if you keep saying things like that...
[His hands grip Katsuki's thighs and he pulls downward so that they can grind a little against each other.]
You're the one who's amazing. Your body... your v-voice...
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Yeah?
[Breathy as he watches Izuku with burning eyes.]
Gonna show me how much you appreciate my body?
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Izuku swallows a breath.]
I... I can, Kacchan. I want to.
[Now is the time to push himself for more. Because he wants more. He tugs down at Katsuki's shorts to pull them down.]
Let me see m-more.
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He lets Izuku tug and he shifts to make it easier to get his shorts down. He leans back on his elbows and lifts his hips. All the while watching Izuku with eyes full of desire and yearning.
His heart is racing in his chest. But he doesn't let himself look away from Izuku.]
Got some ideas in that head of yours? About what you wanna do to me?
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His hand slowly drift downs Katsuki's stomach, touching over his abs and not quite touching Katsuki lower yet.]
There's a lot, Kacchan. If ... You're going to make me say it. [He watches Katsuki and then leans up to kiss the side of his head so he can whisper in his ear.]
Can we try going... all the way? I want... I want to feel what it's like inside...y-you.
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His hands come to Izuku's shoulders to keep him from pulling back. He wants to say something back while he's got him close.]
Yeah. Me too. Want you inside me.
[Which feels like such a wild, surreal thing to be saying. His whole body feels aflame.
But he keeps his hands where they are and adds after a moment:]
Been practicing. With my fingers.
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[... Why is that the hottest thing he's ever heard in his ears before? Katsuki was preparing himself for this? For Izuku? For them to be connected??
Using his own fingers... The mental image has Izuku almost coming right there on the spot. But he inhales sharply.]
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It'll be easier if we do things this way, Kacchan. That way you can relax your body and I can do most of the work. At least... That's what I read.
[There's no Internet here, so imagine Izuku trying to read up on these things... Then he reaches out to the little side table and pulls out the little bottle of lube.]
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Katsuki lays on his back, staring up at Izuku, processing that he just got flipped back like that. Holy fuck that was hot. What the fuck?]
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...know just what you want, huh?
[He sort of thought he'd be taking charge of this encounter. In his head he kept figuring that he would end up 'on top' even as the one taking it but Izuku taking charge so readily is...
Stupidly fucking hot???]
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