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No matter how much time went by, Katsuki would never get used to the smell of the stables. Everytime he walked through the doors, the stench of straw, animal and shit was like getting punched in the face. But he never let that distract him. Distraction could mean life or death when within kicking distance of a thousand pounds of skittish but violent prey animal.
Some of the stalls were occupied, and the curious horses stuck their heads out to see who was walking around. Katsuki ignored them all and headed for his horse’s stall.
He stared at the empty stall. Dynamight wasn't there.
“Hey Jaws! Where the fuck is Dynamight?” he demanded. The red-head with pointy teeth was mucking out an empty stall and looked up from his work.
“Chill out, dude, he's with the farrier,” he said. Katsuki huffed, but didn't say anything else. He just headed for the barn where the farrier worked. As he rounded the corner he caught sight of Dynamight.
Dynamight the horse was tall, standing at seventeen hands in height. He was a deep black color that shined blue in the sun. And except for a broad stripe of white down his face, he was all black. It seemed the farrier was just finishing up with him.
Before Katsuki could say anything, the farrier releases Dynamight’s rear right leg. The horse pawed the ground, his nostrils a little flared. Katsuki’s eyes traveled up to the ears.
“Shit.”
Just as Katsuki was coming over, there was a crash on the other side of the barn. Dynamight spooked and reared. Katsuki froze and the farrier hastily retreated from the horse.
Suddenly, a stable hand Katsuki had never seen before appeared. Dynamight dropped to all fours and his bridle was grabbed by the stable hand. His hold was firm, but his free hand was gentle as it pet Dynamight's face.
“Shhh, it's okay. You're okay,” he muttered to the horse. Dynamight pawed the ground twice and his ears were forward and alert, but he was relaxing.
The stable hand turned and Katsuki drank in the sight of him. A freckled face, curly hair and big round eyes. With the rippling muscle under his T-shirt, he was gorgeous. No one had ever been able to calm Dynamight so quickly. On particularly stubborn days, not even Katsuki could manage it so efficiently.
“Fuck.”
Katsuki was weak. He silently watched the stable hand lead Dynamight away. His eyes drifted down to a trim waist and the nicest ass he'd ever seen in a pair of jeans. He followed along, still watching that ass around the stable and past the riding pens.
Dynamight realized where he was being led because he took off into the open field as soon as his bridle was released. Dynamight dropped to the grass and rolled vigorously. Katsuki leaned against the fence and watched his horse frolic. He’d come today to get some practice in, but he wasn’t going to push his horse and risk getting thrown because Dynamight didn’t want to make a jump.
The stable hand joined him and he was even prettier up close. He had a surprisingly soft and round face considering the muscle that seemed to be hiding under his clothes.
“I take it Dynamight is yours?” the stable hand asked.
“Yeah, how’d you guess?”
“You look like you have similar personalities,” he said. Katsuki wasn’t sure if he should be insulted or not. He settled for throwing up his own walls.
“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” he snarled. The stable hand laughed and turned to face him properly. The mirth on his face made him glow.
“You know what they say about people and their animals,” he said as he laughed. Katsuki scoffed and turned away.
“Don’t you have a job to do?”
“Eh, maybe. But not like I can get in trouble for it. Perks of being the owner’s new stepson,” he said with a grin. Katsuki recalled the stable owner, Yagi Toshinori, announcing a short closure for a wedding back in the spring. He hadn’t realized it was his wedding and not a venue rental for someone else.
“Yeah, whatever nepo baby. I’ve got shit to do with Dynamight.” Katsuki raised two fingers to his lips and whistled. Dyanmight whinnied and began making his leisurely way back to them. But to his absolute consternation, he ignored Katsuki and went to the stable hand, nuzzling at the other’s curly hair and sniffing his pockets, clearly nosing for treats.
“I’m Izuku by the way. Midorya Izuku.”
Katsuki thought about ignoring him, but nepo baby or not, Izuku could make things difficult for him at the stable if he didn’t at least try to play nice. For now.
“Bakugou Katsuki, And you already know Dynamight.”
Katsuki rounded the pasture gate and took hold of Dynamight’s bridle. Without another word he led Dynamight back to his stall for a proper brush down. Clearly if he was doing that much rolling around during his pasture time he wasn’t being brushed often enough.
Katsuki saw Izuku around a few more times when he came to the stables to train with Dynamight. He was usually helping out with the stables or moving supplies around. He certainly made good use of all that muscle he had. Even sweaty and covered in dust and straw Katsuki thought he was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. To his annoyance they never really got a chance to talk. Some of the other stable hands, and the stable manager talked about him though. Aizawa might have been a lazy bastard himself, but he took his job seriously and he expected all the stable hands to be the same way. And Izuku had apparently been doing a good job spoiling all the animals on the property, not just the horses.
But for now he wasn’t interested in cute stable hands, and instead was focused on keeping Dynamight’s conditioning up. And today was trail day. Dynamight’s favorite, but the one that gave Katsuki the most anxiety. He adjusted the straps on the saddle, making sure it wasn’t too loose. He checked to make sure he had water and snacks for both of them and finally put his helmet on.
Under Aizawa’s watchful eye, Katsuki led Dynamight out to a more open area and swung up into the saddle. He took a second to get settled and pat at Dynamight’s neck to calm him.
“Yeah, that’s it, Dynamight. Now we’re gonna take our time today.” With a nudge of his heels they were off.
The Yagi ranch sat on over 10 square miles of land. Besides the main stable, there were four riding pens and the open pastures, there were the barns where all the supplies were kept and the farrier worked, the venue barn that almost exclusively hosted weddings, and the main building where the office was, which doubled as a house for the owner and his new family. The rest was trails to take the horses out on.
And that was where Katsuki was headed. Even though Dynamight was a horse rode for sport, competing in western cross country events, Dynamight much preferred being a trail horse. Sure-footed and cautious, he would rather be walking the trails that leaping bales of hay for judges.
They entered the trail and the canopy of red and gold leaf trees above them felt like a relief. It was an unseasonably sweltering early October day with clear skies above them. There was a wall of clouds to the east but they seemed to be hanging around the mountains there. They’d be back to the stable well before any weather hit them.
With the sounds of nature surrounding him, and Dynamight’s smooth gait under him, Katsuki let himself relax. He’d never admit it to anyone, but even he could enjoy a break every once in a while. He might have been a competitive ass, but even he knew when to stop.and chill out. He’d learned how to slow down the hard way.
Two hours into their trail they came to the stream happily babbling away. Katsuki pulled Dynamight to a stop and dismounted. It was time for a water break. He offered Dynamight an apple and while the horse was properly distracted he ate his own snack and drank some water from his bottle. Dynamight drank from the stream and after a few more minutes, Katsuki mounted and they carried on.
They were halfway down the trail and were approaching the turn around when the sun disappeared and the skies opened up.
“Fuck.”
Katsuki wasn’t dressed for a downpour. Worse, the trail was flooding and quickly turning to slick mud. It wasn’t safe for them to keep going, let alone get back to the stables. Katsuki dismounted and led Dynamight just a little further down. There was a small shelter built just before the trail’s halfway point. It was big enough for a horse and a couple people to take shelter under.
They made it to the shelter and Katsuki went about removing Dynamight’s saddle. There was a hook to hang tack from, but it wasn’t big enough for a saddle so he set it on the ground and pulled off the saddle blanket. Luckily it was still dry so he spread it over Dynamight’s back. The horse knickered but didn’t protest or show any other signs of distress.
“What do you think, will it let up soon?” he asked Dynamight. There was of course, no answer, except for Dynamight laying down and making himself comfortable. “Yeah, figures.”
Katsuki sat up against Dynamight, leaching warmth from the horse. He knew it was going to be sticky and gross once the rain stopped and the sun came out.
It’d been two hours and it was still coming down hard. At this rate, they would be walking the trail too close to sunset for Katsuki’s comfort. But at least the shelter was keeping them dry and the ground hadn’t flooded out yet. The sky was also starting to get darker.
“Shit, this is bad, we can’t stay out here.”
Katsuki stood up and stretched. He got out Dynamight’s feed bag and set it up. Dynamight’s knickered as he dug into his dinner. Katsuki ate two more granola bars and sipped some more water. But he looked up when he saw a beam of light cut through the growing dark.
“Hello!” he called out. There was the light again. Someone must have a flashlight. “Heeey!”
The sound of footsteps sloshing through the sodden mud, and from between two trees stepped Izuku carrying a lantern. His face relaxed upon seeing Katsuki and Dynamight.
“Thank goodness, you’re both alright.”
“The fuck are you doing out here?” Katsuki asked.
“I was worried about you when you didn’t get back to the stables. You would have been back a while ago,” Izuku said. He was wearing a rain jacket and boots over his overalls with the hood up. He also seemed to be carrying a waterproof bag over one shoulder. “When I saw how bad the trail was I realized why. I was hoping to find you guys here.”
“Uh thanks, but I’m not going anywhere until the rain stops. I won’t risk Dynamight getting hurt. We’ve got a competition in two weeks and I’m not running it on a horse I don’t know.”
“Yeah I figured, I would have done the same thing. So I brought some stuff. Forecast says the rain isn’t going to let up any time soon. We might be out here overnight.”
“You didn’t have to be out here at all,” Katsuki said. “But thanks.”
Izuku beamed at him and pulled out a jacket, a couple travel blankets and more food. He’d hung the lantern he had been carrying from the hook on the wall to light up the stall. Katsuki shrugged on the jacket and zipped it up.
“My mom packed some hot cider to help warm us up.” A large thermos was produced from the bag along with two camping mugs. He poured some of the steaming liquid into each mug and handed one to Katsuki.
Katsuki warmed his hands on the mug and took a sip. The cider filled him with warmth with the first swallow. He let out a relieved sigh. He finished his drink and went to remove Dynamight’s food bag. He tucked it away in his saddle bag.
“Got anything else to eat in that magic bag of yours?” Katsuki asked. Izuku laughed and pulled out some sandwiches. He tossed the plastic wrapped parcel over to Katsuki. It looked like a basic ham sandwich and he bit into it.
Once they’d eaten and finished off the cider, Izuku spread one blanket out on the ground and they made themselves comfortable before he threw the second one over them. They would be using Dynamight as a backrest.
To Katsuki’s shock, Izuku cuddled right up to him,
“What are you doing?” he asked,
“Huddling for warmth, duh.”
Katsuki scoffed but didn’t push him away or move himself. Izuku had a point. They’d be warmer together than trying to sleep separately.
They made it back to the stable early the next morning, just after sunrise. As tired as they were, Katsuki took the time to properly brush Dynamight down and make sure he was dry in his stall.
“If you’re still tired, you can come up to the house and get a shower and a nap. I’ll lend you some clean clothes,” Izuku offered. As tired as he was, Katsuki was in no shape to drive home.
“Yeah, sure.”
They went up to the main house and Izuku let them inside and led him up the stairs to the second floor. He dug through his closet and pulled out some clean underwear and sweatpants. He handed it off along with a towel from the linen closet.
No one in the house seemed to be up yet so they moved quietly. Katsuki cleaned and dried off quickly, ready to sleep in a bed. He pulled on the sweatpants but realized he hadn’t been given a shirt. He came out of the bathroom and found Izuku’s room. He paused in the doorway when Izuku’s eyes fell on him. The weight of his gaze arrested him. Izuku’s eyes traveling over his bare chest was almost a physical thing and Katsuki’s blood felt heated. Izuku blinked and he remembered himself.
“The guest room is kind of being used for storage right now, so uh, you can take my bed. I changed the sheets already.”
“What about you?”
“I’ll sleep on the couch downstairs.”
Izuku tried to slide by him with his own change of clothes, but Katsuki grabbed him by the biceps.
“We’ve already huddled for warmth once,” he said as he crowded Izuku against the wall, “why not do that again?”
“O-oh. Yeah - yeah okay,” Izuku said. Katsuki released him to let him clean up. He crawled into the bed, glad it was large enough to hold two people and shut his eyes.
He was nearly asleep by the time Izuku came back. He opened his eyes to watch Izuku drop their dirty clothes into a laundry basket before he climbed into bed. As soon as he was horizontal Katsuki looped an arm over his waist and tugged him closer until they were touching chest to back.
“Comfy?” he asked. Izuku only hummed and they fell asleep.
Katsuki had no idea what time it was when he woke up, but the tight ass grinding against his dick definitely helped him wake up. He sat up and pushed Izuku onto his back. Izuku only smiled slyly.
“You trying to make me hard?” he asked.
“Maybe. I’ve seen the way you stare at my ass. I figured I’d throw you a bone,”
Katsuki threaded a hand through Izuku’s curls and kissed him. Izuku’s lips were soft and the kiss lit a fire in his blood. Especially when Izuku’s tongue slipped out to join the party. They pulled away to catch their breath, but Katsuki didn’t remain idle for long, trailing kisses down Izuku’s neck to leave a mark on his shoulder. He listened to Izuku’s soft gasps on moans and enjoyed the way their hardening cocks felt against each other.
“Wanna touch your cock,” Izuku gasped.
“Fucking do it. Bet your hands would feel so good,” Katsuki said against Izuku’s skin. One of Izuki’s hands slipped into the waistband of his sweatpants and wrapped around his cock. Katsuki hissed at the feeling of his warm callused hands on his sensitive skin. Izuku stroked his cock firmly, making soul-searing intense eye contact.
“Fuck, sit up,” Izuku said. He let go of Katsuki and pushed up on his chest. Katsuki complied and propped himself up against the wall. Izuku followed and straddled his thighs. Then with quick movements, both their cocks were out and he held them in both hands.
“Shit, fuck, you're too good at that. How are you so good at this?” Katsuki hissed. He knocked his head against the wall when one of Izuku’s thumbs circled the head of his cock and over the slit with enough pressure to almost be painful.
“Might tell you about it. Later.”
Katsuki wasn't inexperienced but fuck if Izuku wasn’t making him feel like a virgin all over again. He had never had to focus so hard on not blowing his load so fast in his life. He brought his hands up and one gripped Izuku by the shoulder while the other tangled in his hair to give it a tug. He watched a shudder run through Izuku as his mouth hung open from the pleasure. He gave their cocks a firm squeeze and Katsuki moaned.
“You like that, baby?” Izuku asked. Fuck no one had ever called him that before. It made his head swim. Katsuki couldn't look him in the eye without feeling like he was going to cum. He closed his eyes and nodded.
“Yeah,” he whined.
“Spit on our cocks. Make it nice and wet for me,” Izuku said. Katsuki wouldn't argue. He spit on their cocks. The slick sounds as Izuku stroked them off had him shaking.
“‘M gonna cum,” Katsuki mumbled.
“Yeah, me too. Cum for me.”
Katsuki was helpless to disobey. His release hit him like he'd been kicked in the chest by Dynamight. Cum splattered over his chest and on Izuku's hands.
“Fuckfuckfuck shit yes!” And Izuku’s spend joined the mess. Katsuki sagged, glad he had the wall to lean against. He blinked as he watched Izuku bring his fingers to his lips and lick and suck them clean.
“Fuck you're going to kill me,” Katsuki laughed.
“Not until I'm done with you,” Izuku said. He leaned forward and smashed their lips together, thrusting his tongue into Katsuki's mouth. He could taste them both and it made him moan. Izuku pulled away.
“You're some kind of sex demon,” Katsuki said. Izuku only licked his lips in response.
“Only for hot blondes,” Izuku said. He teasingly tucked their cocks away, clearly not caring that they were still a mess.
Katsuki lurched forward and dragged Izuku in for more kisses. As far as he was concerned they had nowhere else to be.
Two weeks later Katsuki was next up to run the cross country course. Dynamight was ready to go and he finished adjusting the strap of his helmet.
“Kacchan!”
Izuku raced up to him and gave him a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth.
“What are you doing down here?” Katsuki asked.
“Just wanna wish you luck. And give you some motivation.”
“Motivation?”
Izuku leaned against Katsuki's shoulder to whisper in his ear, “if my baby wins, I'll let him paint my freckles.”
The rush of arousal that flooded his body nearly had his knees weak. Instead he grinned.
“Whatever you want.”
His name was called over the PA system and he swung a leg up and over Dynamight’s back and he was ready to go. Through the gate he felt the weight of Izuku's pretty green eyes. And for a moment he felt unbeatable.