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Katsuki groaned as he rolled onto his stomach to lift himself back up off the ground after getting knocked back into the pile of debris of the collapsed factory’s wall. He coughed the dirt out of his lungs and spit blood to his side as he heaved himself up on weak and shaky legs, looking up.

In front of him stood All Might, tattered and beat pulling back a punch to land onto All For One. Blood fell from the edge of his mouth, he’s clearly expended a lot of his energy and has fought harder than he’s had to in a very long time. 

Katsuki’s been here a hundred times now. He tries to move his feet but they’re cemented to the ground. He wants to scream. He wants to fight. He wants to stop All Might from pulling back that last punch. But he can’t. His entire body is paralyzed and it isn’t until he hears that familiar scream.

“COME ON!” roars Kirishima. He doesn’t see him though, but rather he sees bright, blinding green energy, beaconing him. 

No. Need to save All Might. Need to win this fight for All Might. Need to move. Need to move. NEED TO MOVE.

Katsuki wills himself out of his state of paralysis and for a moment he feels like the chains have broken loose and he’s free, but instead of running towards All Might with all the force he can expend with his quirk, it’s like his free will is robbed as the next thing he knows he’s rocketing towards that blinding green light.

“NO!” He cries out. “I NEED TO FIGHT. I NEED TO WIN!” He chokes out as his hand’s grip on Kirishima’s is almost soldered on. He can’t let go. He can’t change the actions his body took disconnected from his mind and intentions.

Katsuki startles awake and groans. He fell into another bout of sleep paralysis and he can feel it in the tension his body holds as it slowly comes to. First his fingers, he wiggles them little by little and focuses on his breathing, slow and steady as the rest of his body comes to reality again. He’s no longer trapped in his nightmare, he’s in bed. He’s safe and sound.

A shuffle beside him is just what he needs as he suppresses a groan as he turns his head to the side to look at the steady rise and fall of Izuku’s bare back as he peacefully sleeps beside him.

A few more moments of peaceful silence as Katsuki shakes the remnants of his nightmare off, carefully studying the birthmarks and freckles that mark Izuku’s back to give his mind the distraction it needs, he makes sure that he’s still peacefully sleeping before he starts to slowly move himself off the bed.

Once off the bed he slips into the ensuite bathroom and checks himself in the mirror. He groans at the way he looks a bit sleep deprived. This week has been brutal on his sleep, so close to the anniversary that he watched his hero lose his powers in order to save him. He’d never been able to truly stop blaming himself for it, really.

Slowly and surely though, after vigorously brushing his teeth and washing his face, Katsuki started to feel more refreshed and let the creeping ichor of his darkest moments fade away. Trying to relax himself more before he crawled back into bed with Izuku, he rolled his shoulders and neck and stretched a bit, limbering up his body again from the tense state he woke up in. Katsuki didn't want his nightmares to disturb Izuku's peaceful morning.

It’d been months since the two last had a moment of repose from work. Thankfully, Musutafu has been in its rather golden era of crime and villain fighting for the two heroes. Mostly the work has just been tedious which makes it tiresome for them as they stop crimes like robbery, arson, and the occasional homicides. To the quirkless, the work might seem hard, but to them, it sure as hell beats the bigger threats they once had, having to fight off villainous masterminds with plans to destroy the entire city to keep it as their playgrounds.

But still, even heroes needed a break sometimes. It’s not something Katsuki would ever admit himself, but when Izuku approached him three weeks ago, he knew that he should listen to him and agree to take the weekend off and focus on recovery. It wasn’t really for him though, it was more for Izuku, especially during this time of year. He, of course, gritted his teeth and contemplated arguing back with Izuku that he didn’t need the break, that he was already in top shape and would continue to be. When he saw the look of silent concern in Izuku’s face, however, he caved.

He knew that Izuku wouldn’t tell him to take the time off if he didn’t think they really needed it. Izuku loved doing hero’s work just as much as he did, so taking off wasn’t something that Izuku particularly wanted to do either so much as he needed to do as well. Katsuki knew that this time of the year was rough on him as well, although Izuku seemed to have come to terms with the fate of what happened much better than he did. It’s something he envied about his lover that still made him his rival to an extent. Izuku was always growing and evolving at a much faster rate than him.

Katsuki loved and hated that about him. He’ll never be ahead of Izuku, and it was something he came to terms with secretly a long time ago, and he hated it; he thought it made him weaker, less than. But he loved the motivation it gave him to grow more than his hatred for it ever could be. Izuku was his stable rock. His peace of mind. No one understood him better than Izuku did, not even himself. Izuku just knew deep down what would gnaw at Katsuki from the inside out and he worked on giving him the proper avenues to vent it out and handle it in a healthy way rather than letting it burn him up. He was his beacon in the storm and he made him want to be better for all the times he treated him so shittly, even if it was years ago now.

Pulling himself from his inner musings, Katsuki shook out the last of the tension in his muscles and dried off the water from washing his face completely before padding back out of the bathroom.

“Bad dream?” asked Izuku in his sleepy, soft morning voice. He pulled the pillow he was cuddling into his chest down a bit to get a good look at Katsuki as he walked back into the bedroom.

“Just the same one,” Katsuki muttered under his breath as he walked up closer to the bed. “I’m up though, I didn’t mean to wake you, sorry if I did. Do you want some breakfast?”

He groaned as he stretched a bit in pace and lifted his head up high enough to be able to look at the alarm clock. “At 6 in the morning? No, not yet, I think it’s a bit too early for that on our day off. Come back here in bed with me though? I’m a little cold,” He looked up and smiled as Katsuki walked over to the other side of the bed and slipped back in place beside him, moving to bring his arm over and across Izuku’s torso, pulling his back in flush to his chest.

After taking a deep breath in of the top of Izuku’s head, letting the faint smell of fresh, clean eucalyptus that seemed to cling to him fill his senses, he slowly breathed out and let his body melt into the mattress and him, finally truly settling back into a relaxed state after waking up from the nightmare. “S’that better, ‘Zu?” he rumbled softly as he felt Izuku squirm a bit and then melt into his broad frame, pressing his body tight against his.

“Yeah, I like this much better than sleeping with the blankets on,” he hummed back softly as his hand found Katsuki’s and he laced their fingers together and squeezed before relaxing it again and enjoying a few moments of peaceful silence with him, focusing on the rise and fall of Katsuki’s chest as he naturally fell into synch with his own breathing. Soon enough, he heard Katsuki’s breathing deepen and he pulled their hands to his lips, giving them a kiss before letting himself drift back to sleep again.

Katsuki woke up again later, blinking his eyes to adjust as the sun filtered into the room more directly as some time had passed. While they both slept, Katsuki had ended up on his back with Izuku laying half on top of him, face nestled into the crook of his neck, lightly drooling onto the dip that connected his neck and collarbone. 

He felt his heart swell as he kept his arms wrapped around his partner, giving him a quick but slightly tighter squeeze as he came to reality and stretched out his legs a bit as his body started to wake up.

The slight movements were enough to start to wake up Izuku gently and he looked down at the slight scowl form in between his eyebrows and he let out a soft whine. “No moving. Only cuddles.” he huffed out before bringing an arm to wrap around Katsuki’s shoulder and neck, hugging him tight, as though willing him to stay in bed longer.

Katsuki let out a low chuckle into Izuku’s ear and let his hands start to rub up and down his back and side, gently rubbing out any tension he found along the way with his fingertips. “So what, we’re just going to stay in bed all weekend?” he rumbled, teeth delicately catching the shell of his ear, pulling at it just enough to pull a soft groan out of Izuku.

“I don’t see anything wrong with that,” Izuku stated before lifting his head up, nuzzling his nose against Katsuki’s jaw before reaching up a bit more until his lips found his own. He let their kiss linger for a bit before pulling back just enough to talk, lips softly brushing against his still. “We are on break, after all.”

Katsuki grinned against his mouth before letting one of his hands slip to the back of his neck, pulling him in for a longer kiss, mouths opening slowly to welcome each other's tongues, deepening the kiss.

Izuku returned the kiss, letting out a soft moan in the back of his throat before he shifted, moving one of his legs to the other side of Katsuki’s hips, sitting on top of him. They pulled back from the kiss and Izuku pressed his forehead to Katsuki’s a moment, inhaling deeply, catching the faint hint of caramel and cinnamon that he had.

Katsuki started to shift underneath Izuku and pushed himself to sit up with him still in his lap and he responded by wrapping his arms across his shoulders, pressing their chests to one another. Katsuki brought his hands to his hips and then slowly trailed his fingers up his sides, lightly scraping his fingernails along the way, causing him to shiver in delight in his hold.

“So what do you want?” he asked, ducking his head to Izuku’s shoulder, placing soft kisses along his shoulder and collar bone, leading up to his neck, causing him to release a sigh.

Izuku pulled back slightly, putting a hand under Katsuki’s chin, tilting his face up to look at him. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips before he tilted his head to the side a bit, leaning in. “You,” he breathed out before pressing their lips together again, hands seeking the bottom of Katsuki’s shirt, tugging at it as he heard Katsuki’s restrained groan and felt his hands go to grip at his hip and ass.

As they kissed, Izuku pressed his hips down on top of Katsukis and let out a soft moan into his mouth at the delightful friction, feeling a pool of heat begin to build as he felt each of their hardness through each other's boxers. Feeling more needy, Izuku started to pull Katsuki’s shirt up. 

“Up,” he breathed out against his lips before pulling back just enough to pull his shirt off completely, tossing it to the side.

As soon as the shirt was off, Katsuki grabbed hold of Izuku and rolled them so that he was beneath him, earning a surprised gasp from Izuku.

Izuku lifted his legs to his hips, strong thighs and calves lifting onto him, he let out a groan as Katsuki dipped his head under his jaw and started to kiss down the front of his throat to the area where his neck and shoulder met. Giving him a bite while also slipping one of his hands into his hair, Katsuki pulls firmly enough to cause Izuku's head to press into the mattress, leaving his neck open and exposed.

“Kacchan…” he breathed out, swallowing past the lump in his throat as his fingers found purchase in his lover’s hair and his other hand raked up his back softly, fingernails scraping up his back lightly to where they wouldn’t mark, but enough pressure to send a chill up Katsuki’s spine. “I want…” he started, voice trailing off a bit as he let out another soft moan as he felt another bite a bit further down at the top of his left pec.

Katsuki looked up as he licked over the last bite and placed another kiss in the same spot before he loosened the grip in his hair just a bit and trailed kisses back up to his lips little by little. “Want what, Zuku?” he hummed softly into the corner of his mouth before pulling back and grinding their hips together just a bit before stilling and looking him in the eyes, waiting for a response.

Izuku’s hands go to his hips as he grinds them together and he lets out a slow breath from his nose, eyes fluttering before looking up as he pulls away from them.

Eager for more of his touch, Izuku brings his hands up Katsuki’s sides then up to press a hand softly into his chest over his heart and another to caress the side of his face. He swallowed the lump in his throat, huffing out a small laugh at himself. No matter how many times they’d been intimate, he still got a case of the butterflies. Sometimes he felt that he needed to be pinched to believe that he’d been sharing a bed with his soulmate even after they'd been together for years now

“Zu?” Katuski asks, snapping him out of his thoughts as he turns his head to the side to kiss the inside of his palm.

“Sorry…” he mumbles before rubbing his thumb on Katsuki’s cheekbone. “I just want you. Just like this,” he whispers, pulling him down to him again and kissing him softly before letting the kiss deepen again. “Just want to feel you against me. Want to melt into you. Want to be surrounded by you,” he continues, a slight whine to his tone as his craving to have every inch of his being consumed by Katsuki’s presence.

Katsuki swears he feels his heart skip a beat as he returns the kiss, picking up exactly what Izuku’s asking for.  He lets out a sound of understanding confirmation before he brings his hands down to the waistband of Izuku’s boxers, moving apart from him to help him out of them then shifting with the help of Izuku to get out of his own boxers as well, leaving them fully nude.

Izuku reaches up, aching to have his lips pressed to Katsuki’s again and he gets a few soft kisses in before he feels Katsuki’s hands pulling him to roll over onto his stomach. 

He lets out a small whine, wanting to be pressed to each other but his sound of complaint is quickly put to rest after Katsuki reaches over into the nightstand, pulling out the bottle of lube and just setting it to the side before he presses a good portion of his body weight onto Izuku’s back.

Izuku hums in delight, loving the feeling of Katsuki letting his weight rest on his back as they tangle their legs together. He grins a beaming smile as he stretches his arms out and feels one of Katsuki’s hands follow his to lace their fingers together. He lifts his head and turns it to the side as Katsuki’s other hand guides him to do, gasping in a quick breath as Katsuki captures his mouth for a long, deep kiss that has Izuku’s entire body relax underneath him and melt into the bed and his wide frame.

Once he felt Izuku relax underneath him, he pulled back slowly from the kisses they shared, stealing little pecks as his chest rumbled out, “Nice and relaxed?”

Nodding his head, he let out a soft moan. “Not much could make me feel better than how I’m feeling right now, but I can think of one thing in particular...” he said as he arched his back and lifted his hips a bit, grinding his ass into Katsuki’s hardening cock.

Katsuki sucked in a deep, sharp breath as his free hand moved to Izuku’s hip, gripping him as he ground back into him in return. “Fuck-” he groans out, ducking his head into the crook of Izuku’s neck, suckling soft red marks into the skin there, kissing up to his ear. “What would that be, Bun? What can I do…” he rumbled, biting at his earlobe, pulling gently. “To make you feel even better?”

Izuku lets out an unsuppressed moan. He’s always been a sucker for the timber in Katsuki’s voice in his ear and he presses into the grinding. “I think you know exactly what I want,” he drawls out. 

“But just in case, I’ll gladly paint the picture for you,” he continues, “I want your cock, buried deep inside me. I want to feel you pulsing inside me. I want to see and feel you let go with me, let loose all that tension, guilt, and stress you’ve been carrying around.”

Katsuki lets out a groan. He knows Izuku’s got a mouth on him but his friendly, innocent appearance makes it a surprise every time to him, one that makes his words shoot straight down to his cock. “God, I fucking love it when you talk dirty, ‘Zu,” he breathes out before shifting over to reach for the lube, letting go of his hand in the process. 

The sound of the cap clicking causes Izuku to perk up a bit and he breathes out and turns his head to look back at Katsuki carefully squeezing out lube onto his fingers, coating them generously before meeting eyes. 

With a flash of a grin, Katsuki bends down to press a kiss down onto the back of his shoulders. “I’m gonna prep you, okay?” he asks as he scoots back, pressing kisses down his back, making sure to stop and gently nip and bite on the especially sensitive spots he’s committed to memory, eliciting a happy purr from his love.

Izuku hums out as he nods his head, squirming a bit as Katsuki kisses and nips at his back, and moves to straddle his thighs. He groans out when he feels Katsuki grip and knead his ass, giving a light smack to it which causes both of them to laugh softly and when Izuku relaxes again he arches his back when he feels the tips of Katsuki’s fingers rub over the tight ring of his hole.

“You know…” Katsuki husks, “I’d say I’m jealous of how great of an ass you have, but I get the pleasure of knowing it’s all mine,” he says right before giving his cheek another light smack and when it causes Izuku to left his hips up a bit to meet his hand is when he slips one of his fingers in with ease.

“Oh—” gasps Izuku as he arches his back and pulls a pillow into his arms to help hold his upper body up. “Fuck… Kacchan,” he whines out as he grows accustomed quickly to the finger and fights the urge to squirm underneath him.

Hearing his nickname slip past Izuku’s lips sends a chill down Katsuki’s spine, making his hunger for his moaning partner grow as he works his finger in and out slowly. When he notices that Izuku’s self control starts to slip as he tries to push his hips back for more, he reads him perfectly as he adds a second finger and twists his wrist to press the pads of his fingers into the bundle of nerves inside of him just right.

“Mmm, just like that, right Bun?” he asks as he leans in, fingers still working him open, making sure to keep pressing into the nerves every few thrusts in and out and he leans over Izuku’s body to bite his shoulder, causing him to gasp. As he kisses and lavishes his tongue over the spot he just bit, he waits for that telltale quiver in the muscles of his shoulder that shows him that Izuku relaxed into the motions again before finally pushing his third finger in.

“Ah… hah… fuck Kaccha—” Izuku chokes out as he feels his finger push in again and this time press and rub deep, slow circles into is prostate. “Kacchan! God please… please. Feels so good. More. Gimme more.”

Seeing Izuku pushing back into his hand, grinding into his fingers is always a treat. He loves making him desperate and needy for his care, it makes pride swell and his chest and gives his ego a boost that even years into devoting themselves to each other, they never tire of each other and know each other like the back of their hands.

When he starts begging for more however, Katsuki groans as his cock aches and twitches, making him eager to sink into the plush depths of his ass. “You’re so fucking pretty when you beg,” he growls into Izuku’s ear. “Do you want my cock? Are you ready for it?” He asks, kissing behind his ear then the top of his head.

“Kacchan, please, I can’t take it,” Izuku moans out, feeling the grin on Katsuki’s face spread wide into his hair. “Bury that nice thick cock in me. Stretch me open and- mnf!”

Katsuki cuts him short with a long deep kiss, his other hand moving to wrap around Izuku’s throat, not squeezing, just carefully covering it which is enough to cause a full body chill to run down Izuku’s spine that even Katsuki feels it.

“I want to give you exactly what you want, but if you went any further with that filthy tongue of yours, I’d find it very hard to give you that slow and sensual pace you seem to be craving, Bunny,” he breathes out before pulling back again, pulling his fingers from his ass and he uses both hands on Izuku’s hips to guide his hips up just enough, pulling another pillow under his hips to keep them positioned at just the right angle.

He reaches over again and pours out some more lube onto his hard, throbbing cock and groans out as he pumps his hand over his shaft, spreading and warming the lube up a bit before lining the head of his cock with Izuku’s entrance. He looks up to see Izuku looking back at him, biting his lip with the cutest blush bright and bold across the top of his freckled cheeks and nose.

The possessive voice in his head starts to speak up louder than the one that wants to keep teasing him, and without a word he starts to push against the resistance of the tight ring of muscles until the tip of his cock pushes past and both he and Izuku let out a simultaneous groan of pleasure. 

Izuku immediately pushes his hips up as Katsuki forces himself to continue pressing slowly, inch by inch into the plush ass that both his hands grip his cheeks, kneading it in his hands. He doesn’t notice he was holding his breath until his pelvic bone is pressed flush into Izuku’s backside and he lets out his breath long and slow at the same time as Izuku lets out his own breath that he had also been holding.

Izuku tried to keep his eyes open as he looked back at Katsuki pushing his length into him, but by the time he had taken half his length in, he felt his eyes flutter closed and muscles tense up as he greedily pushed back wanting to take him to the hilt.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you take my cock so well,” Katsuki rumbles out as his hands grip tight at his hips before he forces his grip to relax. He kneads his thumbs into the small of his back, keeping himself buried deep as he feels Izuku’s ass clench tight around his member. Slowly but surely, he feels Izuku relax beneath him and his whines turn to moans as he keeps grinding his hips back onto him. “Look at you, so cock hungry you’re practically fucking yourself on my cock.”

Izuku groans out in desperation as he craves that sweet, sweet friction that comes with the push and pull. “Oh fuck off,” he huffs out, chuckling a little as he looks back, trying to lift himself up onto his arms and knees, but before he can do so he feels Katsuki press his hand onto his back, pushing him back into the mattress.

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that, nerd,” Katsuki says with humor in his tone, pulling back far enough that it’s just the tip left before he pushes back in, pulling a growl-like groan from Izuku. “Also as much as I’d love to have you use me for your pleasure and make yourself feel as good as possible, I do want to spoil you rotten first.”

Before Izuku could bring his voice to work for him, he felt the warm comforting weight of Katsuki’s chest press into his back and moved his leg up willingly to spread his legs better for ease of access with the help of Katsuki’s hand hooked under his knee. Soon Katsuki’s pumping his long and thick length into Izuku at a pace that he can only describe as euphoric, not too fast and not too slow, just right. The angle he has him positioned in has his cock grazing the tight bundle of nerves in him, causing Izuku to cry out in bliss with each thrust.

“Oh god… fuck-” Izuku hiccups, “J-just like that, Kacchan. Fuck, you’re perfect. So thick and long, you fill me up so well,” he continues the moan out, hands grasping at the sheets tight enough that his knuckles begin to turn white. 

Katsuki feels his heart swell with pride as he looks down at Izuku, a sheen of sweat forming on both of them as he pours all his focus into keeping the dizzying pace up for him. He loves the noises he makes for him, each moan and cry for pleasure making him hungry for more, wanting to make Izuku lose himself to the waves of pleasure they’re both feeling. He lets out a groan and kisses in between his shoulder blades then up the back of his neck and around to his jaw, before catching Izuku’s lips with his own, swallowing his moans into his mouth as he heatedly kisses his lover. 

As he keeps fucking into Izuku’s willing body, he feels every muscle tense in his back under his chest until he lets out a loud groan as his ass grips him tightly as one particular wave of pleasure leaves Izuku breathless, being pushed to the brink of cumming. 

“Fuck, Kacchan, I’m going to- Ah! I’m so close. Please....” Izuku gasps out. He reaches his arm to find the back of Katsuki’s neck, pulling him in to kiss him, delving his tongue into his mouth. He lifts his hips up as Katsuki lifts some of the weight off his back enough for Katsuki to reach around and take Izuku’s swollen cock in his hand, holding him firmly at the base to feel his cock twitch and pulse in his hand before he starts to stroke him slowly, slowing down his pace as well but paying special attention to grind long and hard into his prostate.

“Go ahead baby. Cum for me, I got you,” Katsuki coos softly, looking at Izuku as he slowly opens his eyes, jaw dropping as he gets pushed past the brink and soon enough, strong waves of pleasure make him tremble so hard that Katsuki moves to sit up behind him, wrapping his other arm across his shoulders, pulling him upright as well and pressing him tight to his chest in a hug to keep him steady as he cums all over his hand and the bed sheets.

“That’s it baby, god the way you’re milking my cock is almost too much,” Katsuki groans, burying his face into Izuku’s neck again, deeply inhaling the musky yet calming scent Izuku just lets off. He slows his thrusts into Izuku until he almost completely stops, cock still rock hard and begging for release, but he’s patient because he knows he’s not done yet.

As Izuku comes to from the mind numbing orgasm he had, he looks down at the mess he made and groans. He sits back into Katsuki’s lap, wincing a bit as Katsuki moves his hand off his cock that, to his shock, is still hard. 

“Fuck, that orgasm just wrecked me,” Izuku groans out and rolls his head back onto Katsuki’s shoulder. “You didn’t cum though?” he asks with some concern in his tone.

Katsuki smiles down at him and gently kisses him to wash away any concern he hears in his tone immediately. “We’re not done yet, Bunny. I told you I’d spoil you rotten, and I still want you to use me to your heart’s content,” he rumbles, pushing his hips up a bit to just grind into that sweet spot, looking down at Izuku’s cock, seeing it bounce as it twitches.

Izuku’s eyes widen a fraction of a second as he realizes just how hypersensitive his body’s become after cumming once already. “Kacchan, fuck. You’re going to destroy me.” he whines out.

A quick gleam of mischief glazes over Katsuki’s eyes before he feigns a tone that’s innocent. “Me? Destroy you? I promise you, I’m just trying to make you feel blissed out, Bun,” He says before pulling his hips back, hands on Izuku’s hips to keep him in place before he fucks up into him at an excruciatingly slow pace, firing off sparks and flares of pleasure through his wrecked body.

“Oh cut the shit, Katsu- ahhhh… fuck that feels good,” he groans, knocking his head back against his shoulder again, not able to stop the grin that spreads across his face as he feels Katsuki’s warm arm wrap across his chest and his other hand slip around his throat.

As Katsuki keeps up the slow pace and the hyper sensitivity starts to come down to a bearable amount, Izuku starts to move in unison with him, having his hips meet Katsuki’s thrusts, driving his cock to push deliciously deep again.

“You want me to cut the shit but then here you are, bouncing on me like a perfect cock hungry little Bunny,” Katsuki husks out into Izuku’s ear. Once he’s sure that Izuku regained a good bit of his strength, the arm wrapped around his chest loosens to give his ass a spank which causes Izuku to let out a yelp and suck in a deep breath through his teeth, jerking up to the point that his cock almost pops out of his ass. “Easy… easy. Let’s get you back on your throne now,” he says with a smirk as he pushes back into Izuku as he starts to sit back again, his cock slamming deep and rubbing his prostate directly as he stays buried. 

Izuku lets out a loud whine at the rougher thrust that leaves him feeling dizzily full. He lets out a long, drawn out moan as he grinds down on Katsuki’s cock, gasping out when he feels his hand tighten along the sides of his throat, restricting the blood flow more than it already was due to his swollen cock. Just a few seconds later, he feels a headrush as Katsuki releases his neck and goes to leave a bite on his shoulder.

“Hmm… So tell me, Zuku. Tell me how you want it, how you want me to get you to cum. Cards are all in your hands,” Katsuki growls into the crook of his neck.

It takes a few more seconds for Izuku to fully get his bearings back, which Katsuki’s perfectly patient in waiting for as his hands glide and rub all over his body, kneading out any tension he finds in his legs, chest, and sides.

Izuku lets out a relaxed sigh as Katsuki’s hand lead him to melting into his frame, but once he fully recovers from the dizzy spell Katsuki seemed to put him in, he lets out a whimper and scowls a bit as he pulls himself off of his cock so that he can move to turn around to face him, a look of lust hazed determination in his forest green eyes.

“I want you to lay down,” he whispers out, nuzzling his nose to Katsuki’s, bringing their lips close enough so that when he continues to talk, his lips brush against his. “And then I’m going to mount you and ride you until I’m begging you to fuck me again,” he says in a deeper tone, capturing his lips with his own in a deep kiss, pushing their tongues together to swirl around each other. When he pulls back from the kiss, he catches Katsuki’s bottom lip between his teeth and pulls back, tugging at it. “Then, when I’m on top of you, bouncing on your fat, beautiful cock, begging you to fuck me, you’re going to do just that. You’re going to shove me off your cock and then slam it right back into me from behind and fuck me until you fill me with your hot, sticky cum… Do you think you can do that for me, Kacchan?” He asks the last question with such feigned innocence as though he didn’t just paint a fantasy of filth in Katsuki’s mind.

Katsuki can’t even get his voice to work for him so he just nods his head eagerly and fumbles a bit in his excitement. He lays on his back for him, finding his voice just enough to finally speak. “I can definitely make that happen. God I love that filthy fucking mouth of yours,” he groans out as he watches Izuku move to mount him, and then he throws his head back as Izuku wastes no time to sink back down on his cock after lining it up in one smooth motion. “Jesus- Izuku.” he groans out, looking down as he watches him lift his hips again and then watching his cock disappear deep into him each time he bounces on his cock. 

With each rise and fall on Katsuki’s cock, Izuku’s cock twitches and bounces as well, hitting his toned stomach. Soon enough, Izuku is setting a pace for himself that drives him crazy; both of them tossing their heads back, moaning out each other’s names. He feels Katsuki’s hands twitch at his hips as he fights for self control to not take hold of Izuku and bounce him on his cock, making sure to let Izuku dictate the pace he rides at.

Katsuki swallowed hard as he forced himself to look back at Izuku, eyes glazed over in affection for him. “Zuku… fuck… you’re perfect,” he groans out, hands on his hips squeezing him softly, fingers rubbing circles into his muscles. “You like this, huh? You like taking me deep inside of you. You like bouncing on my cock,” he husks out.

Izuku lets out a loud groan at his words and grunts out as he tries to put more force down into his hips so he can continuously impale himself on Katsuki’s cock. He feels Katsuki’s body twitch underneath him as he repositions just slightly enough to tilt his hips up to meet his riding in such a way that his cock slams and grinds into his prostate on every other thrust, causing his breath to get punched out his lungs as he chokes out a loud moan.

“Oh god, right there, Kacchan,” he moans out, slowing down his pace to take advantage of the angle better. Every time he brings his hips down he grinds onto his cock, making himself lightheaded as he strings out curses under his breath. “I- ah. God you make me feel so good,” he whines out in desperation. “I’m close,” he warns.

Katsuki notices how Izuku slows down and his noises become more desperate as he grinds onto his cock. “That’s it Bunny. Ride me just like you like. I’m all yours,” he groans out, fighting every urge in his body and fucking soul to flip them over and start pounding into him, to hear him cry out his name.

Izuku preens at his words and drives his hips down one more time, grinding into the sweet spot and cries out as his pleasure starts to rise but deliberately keeps the pace slow enough that it keeps him on the edge. He looks down at Katsuki’s gaze burning into him as he watches Izuku grind himself onto his cock. 

Biting his lip he chokes out a groan, “Now,” and Katsuki raises an eyebrow and smirks a slightly devious grin.

“Now what, Bun?” he rumbles out softly, sitting up with Izuku still in his lap, arms wrapping around his torso as he groans out at his continued grinding, both of them panting and sweating.

“Fuck me. Please fuck me. Fill me to the brim, I want to feel you-” Izuku is cut off by a groan as he’s lifted up off Katsuki and turned and flipped to be face down on the bed with his ass in the air. Katsuki pushes his length back in all the way to the hilt and Izuku chokes out a loud moan, “ah fuck… fuck me, Kacchan. Please fuck me full of your cum.”

Something in Katsuki snaps then and there. All his patience and resolve burning away in an instant as his hands find Izuku’s hips and he starts pistoning into him. A part of him still keeps a close eye for any sign of discomfort on Izuku but when he watches Izuku melt underneath him, mouth gaping open as he lets out hot panting moans, the worry in the back of his mind fades away and is replaced with the need to finally let go deep inside of him.

“F-fuck. Right there, Kacchan. Right there!” Izuku moans out loudly as his knuckles turn white, gripping the sheets tightly in his grasp. He’s moaning loudly, unfiltered as Katsuki’s desperate thrusts plunge deep into him, hitting that overly sensitive swollen bundle of nerves inside of him perfectly. “Ah! Please… please cum in me. So much. Too much. So good. Ple-” Izuku cries out.

Finally, Katsuki feels that full-body tension at Izuku’s pleads and cries of pleasure as he cums again, dry this time from the overstimulation. His pacing stutters as he pushes deep in once, twice, three more times before he gasps out, knocking his head back, hands moving from Izuku’s hips to the small in his back to push him down a bit more, getting his back to arch as Katsuki’s entire frame trembles, finally releasing his built up load deep inside of Izuku.

“Jesus fucking christ,” Katsuki groans. Everything in his body wants to fall forward on top of Izuku, exhaustion very rapidly setting in but much to both of their mild disappointment, he instead pulls out of Izuku, not caring about the mess. “C’mere, bun,” he gruffs out, hands weakly reaching for Izuku’s shoulders to help him up once more just long enough for Katsuki to fall back onto his back and he pulls Izuku to lay on top of him.

“Ugh… Kacchan we’re going to make a mess if we don’t clean up,” Izuku tries to weakly argue even though he moves without any resistance to Katsuki’s pulling and he collapses on top of Katsuki’s chest, pillowing his head on top of his plush chest, right over his heart.

“Yeah yeah, shut up. We got a washing machine for a reason. Just stay here for a bit and when our limbs aren’t jello, we’ll take care of it,” he chuckles back at him, groaning as his body aches a bit in the post-release bliss as he forces his muscles to move to wrap his arms around his lover. One hand trails up and down Izuku’s spine, following his attempts to calm his breathing back down and the other lets his fingertips just barely skate across the splattering of freckles at the back of Izuku’s shoulders. “I fucking love you so much,” he hums out, kissing the top of Izuku’s head, burying his nose into the mess of curls and breathing in deep Izuku’s calming scent.

“Mmm… love you too,” Izuku mumbles sleepily, dozing off as exhaustion washes over him and the steady rise and fall of Katsuki’s chest and brushing hands and fingertips lure him into a state of complete and total bliss and peace. 

Katsuki looks down at Izuku’s eyelashes fluttering down as he stops fighting to keep his eyes open and keeps rubbing up and down his back. He lets his body completely relax underneath him and waits until Izuku’s breathing completely evens out. 

He loves this more than anything else. He loves having his amazing partner in his arms, safe, warm, blissed out, sleeping peacefully. As chaotic as they both tend to be, it’s these moments of complete serenity that makes Katsuki swear that Izuku has a healing quirk because he can feel all the tension and ichor that torments his mind and body melt and wash away entirely.

After a few restful minutes pass and he’s certain that Izuku is asleep by the soft snores and inaudible murmurs against his chest, Katsuki moves ever so slowly to gently place Izuku down on the bed and slip out from under him, doing his best not to wake him.

“Kacchan?” Izuku mumbles, eyes not opening though, and for a moment Katsuki worries he failed and ended up waking him up but when Izuku grabs the nearest pillow and cuddles it tightly to his chest, he breathes out softly as he feels his heart swell in adoration before silently slipping out of their bedroom to go to the kitchen to grab water and some snacks, and some fruit which he makes quick work of, putting it on a tray and bringing it to the bathroom as he sets up the bath. 

Once he’s got the bath running soothing, hot water he sets the stopper to let it fill and then starts to pad back into the room. Just as Izuku starts to realize he’s no longer snuggling Katsuki and before the pout can stay on his face much longer, he softly speaks up. “Hey, let’s get you cleaned up. Don’t want you feeling all sticky and gross and I got us some snacks and water too.”

Izuku groans out but forces himself to sit up, swinging his legs off the bed, sucking in a deep breath before letting out a strained hum. Slowly he blinks a few times, readjusting to the light again and looks up at Katsuki with those wide green eyes of his.  He reaches his arms up, making a grabbing motion with his hands at him, “Help me up, my legs feel like lead,” Izuku says, voice cracking just a bit.

With a soft chuckle, Katsuki reaches his arms around Izuku’s chest and helps him back up onto his feet. Once he feels Izuku lean less on him for support, he moves his hands to cup Izuku’s face and kisses his nose, then his cheeks, before giving him a soft, tender kiss before humming, “Think you can move on your own? Can you just go get yourself settled in the bath for me? I’ll be right with you, I just want to toss the sheets in the wash,” he finishes before Izuku can complain about him not joining him. “Less than five minutes, I promise,” he reassures him, kissing him again.

“Fine, but if it’s more than five minutes, you’re going to have to sit there and listen to me fanboy over how Ochako and Tenya found a way to harmonize their quirks to-” Izuku starts before being cut off by another kiss and he giggles a bit.

“Yeah yeah, five minutes or less. Now shut up and get going, nerd,” Katsuki grins against his lips before stealing one more kiss and giving a playful swat to his ass which earns him a soft groan and leaves him scrambling away before a pursuit of more light smacks surely follows.

“Okay, okay!” Izuku whines before padding off to the bathroom.

As soon as Izuku turns his back to him, Katsuki moves against the lingering heaviness in his limbs to tear off the bedding and quickly replace it with fresh, clean linens after tossing the old bedding into the wash, starting it up. He moves fast, not because he doesn’t want to hear Izuku go on and on, if anything he actually loves listening to the nerd get passionate about something, but more because everything in his post-bliss state is aching to just wrap his bunny back in his arms and press his form back up against him and just sink into the comfort they each provide for each other.

While Katuski is away, Izuku quickly hops into the shower, washing away most of the mess quickly, dancing around the cold water for a split second before it thankfully swaps to warm water within a matter of few seconds. Once he’s just clean enough, he moves to get into the bath that was large and deep enough to comfortably hold the two of them, albeit a bit snug. He kneels into the bath, leaning over the edge to look over the folded tray table of food and snacks that Katsuki had laid out for them, moving to pour them both a glass of water first just as Katsuki walks back into the room to join him.

“Hmm… I wasn’t paying attention at the time, but I think I’ll spare you nevertheless,” Izuku teases as he feels Katsuki get into the bath behind him, spreading his legs wide for Izuku to settle in between. He passes one of the glasses to Katsuki and takes it back after the two gulp it down, not realizing how parched they both were. “Ugh… better,” Izuku says as he sets the glasses back down and slides the tray closer to both of them on the side of the tub as he leans back into Katsuki’s chest.

When Izuku’s back presses into his chest, watching him slide down until just the tops of his shoulders and above poke out above the water, Katsuki wraps his arms back around Izuku and presses kiss after kiss into the wild mess of his hair. “You can still tell me about it if you want to, nerd, I was just giving you shit. You know I secretly love it when you get really passionate about something,” he murmurs softly. “I just rushed back ‘cuz I wanted you back in my arms.”

Izuku couldn’t help but grin. It’s his greedy little pleasure to get this soft, affectionate side to Katsuki all to himself. He’d never show it around his friends, but to Izuku he got all the soft tender moments of his loud, explosive boyfriend. When Katsuki stayed quiet as though waiting for Izuku to start up, he leaned his head back onto his shoulder and started up.

“Well, it’s something they’d been practicing for a while, but they finally figured it out. They found a way to time Ochako’s Zero Gravity Release and reactivation in time with Tenya’s Recipro Burst in such a way that Tenya could carry wounded civilians out with the speed of a bullet train, but with precise accuracy to avoid collision that Tenya was able to study and calculate to perfection,” Izuku spoke, voice calm, but the hand gestures he was making clearly conveyed his excitement.

“Sounds like they make one hell of a rescue team duo,” Katsuki hummed, showing he was actively listening to Izuku. “Having those two running that new strat might finally let All Might breathe a little. He looks like he’s about to burst a goddamn blood vessel every time he has to talk to the press while you’re bouncing off the fucking walls.” he chuckles softly in Izuku’s ear, poking at his sides, earning himself a shove back and a small fit of giggles.

“Yeah, ‘cause I’m sure he’s not worrying about the set of chain explosions you’re letting off as well,” Izuku playfully bites back.

“Well yeah, why would he have to worry when the best of the best is around?” Katsuki rumbles back before a hand reaches up to Izuku’s chin, turning his head to the side so he can lean forward and kiss him, getting the both of them to settle back in. 

“Mmm sure, mister ‘Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight,’” Izuku teases, kissing him back and feeling the spreading grin on Katsuki’s lips that he mimics right back before pecking him with soft, small kisses before sinking back into the warm bath again.

“That’s the best hero name you’ve ever scribbled into your notebook and you know it,” Katsuki chuckles back before he lets his arms move back to hugging Izuku to him. 

“Yeah, yeah,” Izuku smiles back into his embrace and brings his hand up to one of Katsuki’s forearms, tracing his fingertips back and forth along the lines of muscle in his arm. “It’s so great seeing them develop new ways to join their quirks both offensively and supportively. They’re really perfect for each other, I’m so glad they have each other…” Izuku trailed off before shifting a bit in Katsuki’s hold, hand trailing from his arm to pull at Katsuki’s hand, lining their hands up before lacing their fingers together. Izuku turns to look back at Katsuki, sitting there quietly, carefully studying Izuku, about to speak up as he notices the small, barely there scowl form between his eyebrows before he’s interrupted, “I’m so glad I have you,” He hums softly, leaning in to kiss Katsuki, letting the kiss linger for a bit before pulling back.

“And you’ll always have me, Izuku,” Katsuki whispers softly, squeezing their joined hand and tightening his arm across his shoulders for added effect. “Nothing’s ever gonna change that. I’d like to see the universe try it. I’ll fight anything that tries to break that promise,” he grins a bit before kissing Izuku again.

Izuku kisses him back and then quickly turns his head, feeling tears well up in his eyes from a feeling that can only be put down to being the happiest he’s ever been, having his hero and the love of his life with him. He bites his lip before pulling away from Katsuki.

“Hey, where are you-” Katsuki starts but watches as Izuku stretches over the edge of the bath, moving the basket of towels they kept at the floor closer to him, groaning a bit as he reached a bit further for the box he hid in the pile of towels before twisting to turn and face Katsuki as he settled in front of him.

Izuku swallowed past the lump forming in his throat, fidgeting with the small box in his hands before looking up directly at Katsuki to stare him in the eyes, looking at the look of shock spread across Katsuki’s face. “Always?” 

Still shocked but without even a moment of hesitance, Katsuki nodded his head, “Always,” He said firm and sure, looking at a tender smile tugging at the corners of Izuku’s face as a few tears slipped by. He reached forward and brushed his thumb across the freckles of his cheek, brushing away the tears, his other hand reaching for one of Izuku’s clutching the box, trembling a bit.

“Then…” Izuku started moving to open the box, forcing his fingers to steady. As he opened the box, inside it nested two bands, one of jade and one of amber. Both were carved with an intricate sakura branch pattern all the way around the band’s exterior. The jade band had ‘Win to Save’ inscribed into it and the amber band had ‘Save to Win’ inscribed likewise. He picked up the jade band and held it out in front of him, looking Katsuki back in the eyes, seeing his look of shock melt into a look of complete adoration and… tears brimming at the surface of his eyes? “Will you do me the honor of having you by my side, forever and always, always being the best partner I could ever ask for? Will you marry me, Katsuki Bakugo?”

Katsuki blinked past the tears, not caring that he felt them fall past his eyes and with as much surety as he could possibly ever muster in his voice he responded, sliding forward to pull himself closer to Izuku, never breaking eye contact. “Of fucking course I will, Izuku,” he spoke clearly. He reached up to cup Izuku’s smiling face in his hands, tears now starting to flow down steadily. Normally he’d try to stop Izuku from crying, hating to see the sight, but this time he knew the tears were from joy and he let out a shaky breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding, tears of his own falling more freely now as well. “Nothing would make me happier than to keep you in my life forever,” He choked out, leaning in to kiss Izuku.

Izuku huffs out a soft laugh before a joyous sob shakes him and he wipes the tears away from his eyes before reaching out to find Katsuki’s hand, looking into his eyes before back down at the hands as he slid the ring onto his hand. Katsuki reached into the box for the second, amber ring and eagerly slipped the ring onto Izuku’s hand in return. “God… please. Come here,” he gruffed out and his hands lifted and guided Izuku into his lap before he wrapped his arms around him, cradling him close to his chest in a tight hug. “I love you so much, Zuku.” 

Being pulled in for a hug, Izuku eagerly accepted the embrace and wrapped his arms around Katsuki back in return. “I love you too, Kacchan. Thank you for being in my life,” he whispered back, hugging him tightly for a while.

After a few moments, the two slowly loosened their holds on each other and Katsuki smiled up at Izuku, pecking a soft kiss to him. “Alright… as much as I love having you in my arms, the water’s getting cold on us. Let’s get cleaned up and then get some real food in our stomachs?”

Izuku hummed softly and smiled, nodding his head. “That sounds great. Can we make your curry recipe?” he asked, standing up with Katsuki to step into the shower together to wash off.

“Of course, anything you want,” Katsuki hummed back, starting up the shower after taking Izuku’s hand, placing a kiss over the knuckle right over the ring.

After the two showered, they each got paired in boxers and Izuku grabbed one of Katsuki’s hoodies as Katsuki pulled on a t-shirt. They worked together on cooking the meal together, Izuku helping with the prep while Katsuki cared for the ingredients over the flame. They ate their lunch together and afterwards cuddled on the couch, watching a movie together until they dozed off in a shared nap. 

Right before Katsuki fell asleep, he couldn’t help but smile into Izuku’s neck pulling him in close and tight, thinking to himself that he’s glad he listened to Izuku to take the day off with him. He finally had something to think of on this day that wouldn’t haunt him that he got to share with Izuku… always.