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Though it was a fairly average patrol, Izuku cant help but feel giddy over the fact he was lucky enough to still do these things.
It may not be how it was before, but due to the suit Katsuki made him, he was able to help people in need. Feel the rush that came with soaring through the air at incredible speed, prove to himself he was capable of being a hero...
Being a teacher at UA and a hero along side his friends really wasn't too bad, he was extremely grateful. Though..
Him and Katsuki had a weird relationship.
"Best Friends" felt weird.
"Rivals" was outdated.
"Acquaintances" was just wrong.
Recently they had been getting closer, though it was subtle.
Katsuki didn't yell or get as easily annoyed by Izuku's existence, but they didn't see each other as often.
Izuku was very happy and held enormous amounts of gratitude for the life he lived now, it was a miracle after all he'd been through.
But he often thinks about the life that could've been. He tries not to, claiming it to be "insignificant" and "pointless" but it gets to him.
A part of him almost misses how close he and Katsuki were back in the day, despite them not having the healthiest friendship in the world.
But then Izuku remembers how lucky he is to even be beside Katsuki today, considering...
So he wills those thoughts away and tells himself to not be selfish. He just looks forward to the next time he can patrol along side Katsuki.
Like right now.
"Damn nerd, watch out!" Katsuki yelled, pushing Izuku away from falling debris.
"Right, Thanks!"
Currently they were chasing some sort of villain on the run, he was said to be "bothering pedestrians and causing a scene" before running into an abandoned train station.
The station was practically falling apart, and it certainly did not like that there were people disrupting the peace. Support beams and other seemingly important chunks of rubble were now crashing down everywhere.
It had started as a miniscule obstacle, now its seeming more and more serious by the second.
"Kacchan, I really think we should go-"
"And just let that bastard escape?! I don't think so. We don't even know what quirk this fucker has, who knows how dangerous that could be?"
Izuku sighed.
"Yeah, you're right. Maybe we split up to find him? You go down the left and I'll cover the train tracks?"
"Sure. Let's get this done fast."
Izuku nodded in agreement before running down to the tracks and leaving Katsuki behind.
"Dammit, where are you..." Izuku muttered to himself, walking down the abandoned tracks.
Being sure to check every dark corner, he looks to his left and right when suddenly.
"Huh?-"
He catches a glimpse of something in the dark moving out the corner of his eye.
"Got you!" He yells, chasing after the mysterious figure.
He just sees a vague shadow of what looks like a person, it was too dark to make out any features.
"Just stop running!" He yelled, frustrated.
To his surprise, the shadow did stop.
And was now turning around..
And running at Izuku.
"Hey-! Wait-"
Izuku takes a fighting stance, ready to dodge whatever this person is about to do.
Katsuki was far across the station, he grew frustrated after meeting with dead ends left and right.
He started making his way towards the tracks where Izuku would be. Surely Izuku had either confirmed the guy wasn't in the station, or he had captured him by now.
Then he heard a faint yell, definitely coming from Izuku.
He started sprinting now. Sure, it would be faster to use his quirk and fly through the air, but the station was too unstable, it would probably crumble in an instant.
"Deku?!" He yelled in concern, knowing he probably wouldn't be heard from where he was.
After running closer, he tried again "Deku!!"
Then something happened.
As if he blacked out and woke back up, suddenly everything felt wrong.
He blinked a few times trying to gather his surroundings..
Wait a minute, he was standing on the tracks?
But how..
He gasped, voice not quite sounding like his own.
No.. No way.. Did that guy...
Looking down at his hands confirmed what he had thought was true.
"What the fuck." The voice coming out of his mouth was Izuku's..
And these were Izuku's hands..
"Kacchan!" He heard his own voice call out from a distance.
He looked up and saw his own body running towards him.
"Kacchan- Are you okay?" It was uncanny to hear his voice so.. Worried?
"Yeah, shit- I'm good."
Fuck, the villain!
"Where did he go?" Katsuki asked.
"I don't know I think we were unconscious for a few minutes, he ran off probably..."
"Dammit.. So he had a body swap quirk of some kind."
"Yeah. I felt him touch my arm and then, well I was you.. So.."
"Ugh, how does this type of shit go away??"
"Well.. I've seen body swap adjacent quirks before but never one that directly puts the other into another body.. Normally it's some roundabout way of doing a body swap, like swapping memories or synchronized pain, stuff along those lines.. Those typically fade out on their own in due time but this is completely different, I mean my consciousness and thoughts and brain is literally inside of you.. So I'm really not sure-"
"OI! Quit rambling and shut up!" Katsuki yelled, snapping him out of his thoughts.
Izuku squeaked out an embarrassed sound that simply did not match the roughness of Katsuki's voice.
"R-Right, sorry!"
A moment of silence passed between them, trying to think of the next thing to do in a situation like this..
Izuku thankfully broke the quiet.
"We should be done for the day, try to figure out.." He made a silly hand motion gesturing between the two of them. "..This."
"Yeah.."
They had headed back to Izuku's place since it was closer, mutually agreeing it was better to be in the same vicinity of each other until this was over..
Izuku was currently in his room explaining the situation to Aizawa over the phone, and Katsuki was in the living room.
He wasn't the best at communicating and his temper plus his lack of patience made it infuriating to explain things to other people.. He was getting better at it..
But it was probably best to let Izuku handle this one.
It had been a few months since Katsuki visited Izuku, the place looked the exact same..
Still smelled like shitty air fresheners and clean laundry.
Less All Might memorabilia than he was expecting, though if you really paid attention.. It was there.
There were stacks of All Might DVD's by his TV, some were just duplicates of the same movie. He literally had 4 copies of the same DVD.
One was a limited edition anniversary copy from America though, had a different cover art. Katsuki was actually kind of jealous, he could never get his hands on that one.
It made Katsuki huff a laugh out to himself.
This was such a strange situation.
As he sat on the couch, head leaned back and legs spread. He started taking note of what it actually felt like to live in Izuku's body.
He was definitely shorter than usual, it was weird to see everything from this point of view..
His eyesight was kind of shit.. His arms ached.. There was this tingly feeling that would occasionally come and go throughout his whole body..
Was that the ember Izuku talked about?..
He looked down and took note of his scarred arms, smaller frame, so muscular yet lean.. He definitely still worked out despite his lifestyle calming down..
So weird..
"Alright well I explained everything and Aizawa is currently sending a search party out for this guy to try to capture him and get answers. In the meantime, I'm pardoned off work for now, and we will just stay here for a while."
Izuku then sat next to Katsuki on the couch.
"It's weird being you." Izuku stated.
Katsuki laughed.
"Yeah? Well it's weird being you. You're short as hell."
"I'm not THAT short."
"Yeah you are."
"Well, you're hearing sucks."
"Your vision sucks."
Izuku let out a small laugh at that.
"Haha, yeah it does. Here.."
He got up and rummaged around a random drawer for a second before coming back and handing him a pair of glasses.
"There's no way you wear glasses." Katsuki teased, taking them and putting them on.
"I really only wear them when I'm alone."
"Hah, you are such a nerd."
comfortable silence passed through the air for a moment, but there was a pressing issue..
"So, um.... We should change out of these suits.. We're both covered in dirt and stuff and it's making my couch all gross..."
Katsuki groaned. "Yeah, and I need to shower, I feel nasty as hell."
"Right.." Izuku in all honesty was embarrassed. Sure he trusted Katsuki, they were close and he knew Katsuki would never do anything.. Weird.. But still, this was such an awkward situation and the idea of Katsuki seeing him naked like this was so strange..
"-ku.. Izuku? Snap out of it."
"Huh?"
Katsuki was now standing in front of him, a hardly intimidating sight when it's his own face looking back at him.
"Sorry.. What'd you say?"
Katsuki squinted at him, big round eyes turning narrow. It was a bit silly looking.
"I asked if you were okay with that. It's not like I'm going to be looking anyway. Not a sight I care to see."
Okay, rude.
"Oh- yeah of course.. You know where the shower is and.. Well just use any of my clothes I guess.."
"Aight, see ya." He said before swiftly turning and disappearing down the hall.
This is so awkward, Izuku thought.
They've known each other since they were kids, they've practically seen it all.. No use in getting shy now..
The silence now weighed heavy on Izuku, he was able to fully take in how he felt.
Katsuki's body felt.. Different.
His heart was off.. Sometimes skipping beats every other minute, or palpating constantly.. Did Katsuki always feel this breathless?
His arm hurt too. Like a constant ache just reminding him of that day.
He couldn't really hear at all out of his left ear, and his skin felt hot.. Like constantly hot.
It made a lot more sense why he was so irritable now.
But it was cool to be so strong.. Izuku always knew how fit Katsuki was, anyone who looked at him could immediately tell he put effort into his build.
But to feel it... Sure Izuku was stronger than most, he trained like hell to assure he was. But this was another level.
His arms were definitely bigger than his own.. Though his waist and hips felt smaller. Huh..
This wasn't helping how Izuku felt towards this man.
Sure their relationship was complicated, but the feelings Izuku had were even more so.
He would never talk about it though.. Especially not to Katsuki. Ever.
And he's made peace with that...
Anyways..
He hoped that Katsuki wasn't in the bathroom right now disgusted with his new body.
Izuku wasn't insecure by any means but he knew the scars he had scattered all across his arms, chest, sides, legs... Well they weren't necessarily pretty.
Katsuki had never been one to sugarcoat anything.. If something was shitty he'd call it out like it is. Hopefully his body would not be one of those things.
In the bathroom Katsuki had taken off Izuku's suit, angered by how unbelievably and unnecessarily complicated it was to do so.
He stood in front of the mirror for a second, in nothing but underwear.
In the privacy behind a locked door he was able to let himself turn red and panic a bit about this situation.
He is really looking into the mirror right now.
And Izuku is looking back.
Big eyes, Curly green hair, Round face..
Looking back at him.
Against his will, his eyes trailed down in the mirror..
The nerd was ripped. It was upsetting him.
There were scars everywhere. Small, big, dark, and light..
But they almost fit him in a way.
Katsuki always thought the ones on his arms looked cool.. Though he would rather die than ever admit it.
"Tch.." Katsuki ignored it and leaned over to turn on the shower.
Pausing for a second, realizing.. Shit. Underwear.
So awkward.
He peeled the last article of clothing off, not looking at anything it had been hiding.
He was an asshole sure but he at least respected people's privacy... Most of the time.
Stepping into the shower, he tried to forget the situation and just wash himself.
It went fairly normal. It was a shower. Nothing too exciting happened.
The feeling of Izuku's scarred abs tensing under his own hands when he washed the dirt and grime of his skin would be seared into his brain for the next century though.
He was really holding it together but damn, all of this was testing him.
Izuku's clothing choices were funny.
It was really just All Might merch and suits.
He picked a decently plain T-shirt and some shorts and made his way back to the living room.
"Oi, Izuk-" The sight in front of him immediately snapped him out of whatever he was going to say about all the shitty All Might merchandise.
Izuku was now coughing profusely while gripping his chest, trying his best to gasp air in.
"Oh shit-"
"What-" Izuku was interrupted by a cough.
"How do I calm your heart down??" He managed to rasp out.
Katsuki rushed beside Izuku on the couch, placing a hand on his chest to better understand how hard his heart was beating.
It wasn't too fast. Good.
He dealt with this all the time, he had forgotten to warn Izuku about it.
"It's not too bad. Just hold your breath real quick."
Izuku obeyed, though the heart palpations were still forcing the air out of his body, leaving him to cough out his nose in small shudders.
"Let me just.."
Katsuki then banged his fist against his chest a few times, hard.
Izuku felt his heart beat hard every pound. Sort of manually setting his heart beats back on track.
"Kay, take a deep breath in."
He filled his lungs with as much air as he could, lifting Katsuki's hand with his chest.
"And out."
And exhaled slowly.
"You good?" Katsuki took his hand off Izuku.
It still felt kind of strange, but it had slowed and was certainly better.
"Yeah..." he replied.
"I should've told you about that, my bad."
"...Does that happen often?"
Katsuki looked away. "Yeah, but I've gotten used to it."
"That's horrible.."
"Oh, piss off. Told you, it doesn't bother me." His words lacking any bite behind them.
It had actually been relieving for Katsuki to experience a body that wasn't trying to kill him though. Felt like he could breathe.
"Right."
Quiet tension filled the room again.
Seems like that happens a lot between them.
"It's late and I'm hungry. You wash all that shit off you, I'll make some food for us."
"Oh, y-yeah..Thank you!"
"Whatever." He got up and headed towards the kitchen.
Before Izuku fully disappear in the hallway Katsuki shouted
"Try to hold yourself back from doing any weird perverted shit!"
"W-WHAT? I wouldn't do anything like that!!! Why would y-"
Katsuki's laugh filled the room.
Sure it was Izuku's voice, but Katsuki had a recognizable laugh..
"I'm fucking with you."
It was weird to hear himself cuss this much.
"Oh, yeah I know.. Well.. I'll just.. mhm..."
He embarrassingly made his way to the bathroom, hearing Katsuki laugh to himself on the way there.
As soon as the door closed he started panicking.
He was about to be naked as Katsuki.
Naked. In Katsuki's body.
Seeing Katsuki. Naked.
Oh my god.
He tried to remain normal as he took his hero suit off. It was tight and clingy, making it awkward. But he managed.
Now in nothing but underwear. In front of the mirror.
Katsuki's bare body.
Sure he had seen his body before, in the locker rooms, showers, sauna's.. Not like Katsuki was shy about his body.
But it's not like he could ever look, not hard at least. It was always quick hidden glances, so now...
He really tried not to look, like really tried.. But he failed. Horribly.
He looked down at himself to see Katsuki's six pack and thin waist meeting his sight.
Bringing a hand up to his body, he carefully traced the muscle there.
Taking note of his toned thighs.. Strong big hands...
Fuck, his muscles were so hard under his fingers. He traced down his toned V-line..
"Oh my god what am I doing!" Izuku whispered to himself and yanked his hand away like the touch had burned.
Looking back up into the mirror he noticed Katsuki's face looked like a tomato.
He'd never seen him blush like this before.
He wasn't aware it was possible..
It was cute.
"Pull yourself together." He mentally slapped himself.
What is he thinking?? Is he some creep???
He turned the shower on and hooked a thumb under his underwear, ready to take them off.
His heart started beating unnecessarily hard.
Katsuki's words "Try to hold yourself back from doing any perverted shit." ringed in his mind.
Guilt overtook him. This was his.. Friend.
Thinking this way was wrong, and violating.
Right. He's an adult. Just be normal about this. Not like it's much different than his own body anyway.
He's is a grown man.
Completely unaware of the panic Izuku was going through right now, in the kitchen was Katsuki. Preparing a simple stir fry, nothing too crazy.
Cooking was fun for Katsuki, something he could just zone out and do.
Plus he enjoyed doing things like cooking for people.
Well, he only enjoyed it if he already liked the person he was doing it for..
Which was rare.
There was only one person.
...And that person was currently in his body naked in the bathroom right now.
Still freaks him out to think about it for too long.
I mean who knows what that nerd is thinking?
Does he find the body he's in unattractive? Does he find it attractive? Is he completely indifferent?
All of those options pissed Katsuki off in their own ways.
Suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, he heard the water to the shower turn off.
Shit! He hadn't plated the food yet!
He wanted Izuku to come out to a plate of appetizing stir fry and rice, god dammit!
He grumbled and quickly finished dinner. Surprisingly in time.
"Hey Kacchan! Smells good." Izuku called out.
Katsuki's voice did not match the childlike wonder Izuku carried in every word he said.
"Course it does. I made it."
He handed Izuku the plate.
Looking at the nerd he took into account the slightly tight shirt and sweats he had put on.
Not the usual fashion choices Katsuki would make but, he looked kind of good in Izuku's clothes.
"Woah this looks amazing! Thank you so much.."
"Calm down, it's literally the most basic dish ever made."
They both made their ways to the table to eat.
"Yeah well, you made it so it's not basic to me."
Is he trying to kill him???
"Whatever.."
They sat and quietly ate together, comforted by the others presence.
Then Katsuki laughed.
"You know this shit is about to get awkward as hell when one of us needs to take a piss."
Izuku almost choked on his food.
"Well considering we just showered I dont think we have much left to be embarrassed about." He muttered.
Katsuki took another bite before speaking.
"Just for the record, I'm not embarrassed."
"Okay.."
"What, You embarrassed?" He teased.
"I mean.. Yeah. My body isn't as appealing as yours, plus I know you looking like me isn't the best thing in the world, so."
Izuku answered in all honesty not fully realizing how that actually sounded.
"Hah?? The hell does that mean?"
Suddenly Izuku was very aware of what he just said and is now wishing he kept that to himself.
He just called Katsuki's body appealing?? who says something like that in a situation like this?! So awkward!
How will he get out of this..
"You don't think you're appealing?"
What????
He was confused now.
That's what he was hung up on?
..Why?
"I mean uhm.. Well, you know.. I'm not that attractive, plus my weird scars are probably off putting.. Physically I'm kind of lacking as well... Not as strong I mean!.. I guess. I don't know.."
Katsuki just waited for his awkward rambling to be fully over, listening to every word carefully.
"Hey, I got scars too. If you think that shit is enough to weird me out, you're wrong. And it's not like you're ugly."
"WHA-?? Kacchan, that was almost a compliment, I'm so proud."
"Oh, shut up!" He yelled with a small smile.
"But, thank you.. Guess it's just intimidating knowing what it's like to be you."
"Intimidating how?" Katsuki asked, genuinely not understanding.
Their food had been forgotten, now growing colder by the minute.
"Dunno, just is. Seeing myself like this, makes me feel weird. Like I guess I can understand why people would see me as weak. Unlike you, my physical appearance doesn't really match my capabilities.."
"Yeah, but you know that can be a good thing. Don't underestimate yourself, catching people off guard is a pretty useful skill. People see me and know I'm strong, meaning they give it their all immediately. Makes my life hard as shit, so don't be jealous now.
"Haha, You do make a good point."
Katsuki wasn't the best at comforting people, or giving compliments. But Izuku knew what his words meant.
"A PHONE CALL IS HERE! A PHONE CALL IS HERE! A-"
Suddenly Izuku's loud ringtone blared through the room.
Izuku quickly picked up his phone and looked at the caller ID.
"It's Aizawa." He looked up to Katsuki.
He answered it, putting it on speaker.
Aizawa explained that they found the guy.
Katsuki and Izuku let out mutual sighs of relief.
He then went on to explain the man's quirk.
It wasn't deadly, and it does wear off on it's own, but there were a few slightly concerning specifications he made.
It lasted 5-8 days.
It swaps someone to the person they're closest to.
They both would not be working for these days, Aizawa said he would take care of the PR side of things.
And the villain is currently apprehended.
The call ended with Aizawa telling them both "Good luck".
Once off the phone Izuku and Katsuki just looked at each other.
Katsuki started first.
"A week?" He scoffed. "A damn week of this shit?!"
"He did say it could wear off before then." Izuku tried to reason.
"This is such bullshit."
"Yeah.."
It's like there was this understanding between them to not acknowledge the "it swaps you with the person you're closest to" fact.
Both Katsuki and Izuku knew they were seeing each other less, that their relationship post-war was strained.
Like there was something unsaid between the two of them. Something they were too scared to admit.
But they both knew they'd always be the closest ones to each other.
They'd been through too much together, not to be.
Izuku spoke up.
"Maybe we should lay out some rules and information about each others bodies so nothing comes as a surprise.."
"Yeah, sure."
There was a slight moment of hesitation coming from Izuku so Katsuki went first.
"Just don't get too excited, my heart is all sorts of fucked up. Gotta remain real mellow or I could have a heart attack or some shit.
"..But you don't really "remain mellow" like.. Ever."
"Shut the fuck up. And don't feed my body dairy. Fucks me up. And... Actually, that's kind of it.."
"Okay. That's simple enough."
"Now you go."
"Right! So uh.. I get pain flare ups pretty bad some days, if that happens just come and tell me. I have things I do to help.. You know my allergies.. And just don't be afraid to ask me anything I guess."
"Okay."
This was weird.
Izuku was honestly more anxious about the fact they'd be spending a week living together than the fact they were trapped in each other's bodies.
He was tired. It'd been a long day.
He really wanted to just be alone and think about this right now.
"It's late, maybe we should sleep.. We can figure this out more tomorrow." Izuku stated, maybe a bit out of character.
Surely by now Izuku would be wanting to test all sorts of shit. He hadn't even tried to use his quirk.
Something was off.. He was probably embarrassed and upset. Katsuki was too.
Katsuki just glared, looking admittedly less intimidating and more strange on Izuku's face, but still.
"Yeah, sure. Give me a blanket and I'll crash on your couch."
"Of course." Izuku got up and disappeared for a while, coming back with a blanket, two pillows, and some pain killers.
"Here's this.." He says, setting the bedding beside Katsuki.
"And these are for if anything starts acting up during the night." He places the bottle of painkillers beside the couch on the floor.
"Okay." Katsuki replies, dryly.
Another round of silence filled the air.
"Goodnight, Kacchan. Sleep well. And wake me if you need."
"Got it, nerd."
One retreated into the safety of his own room, behind a closed door he let out worlds heaviest sigh.
This was going to suck.
Katsuki and his relationship was already complicated and a bit awkward right now, how was this going to change things?
This is going to end badly. He can feel it.
Katsuki is going to get sick of him and tired of seeing his body everyday.
And he's going to end up embarrassing himself in Katsuki's body somehow.
It's not helping that he really really likes Katsuki. Like truly can't even be around him without internally panicking.
He didn't quite know what it was. Love felt too sappy and romantic to fit them. Like felt too childish and immature...
Ohh why him. Why did it have to be him?
He walked over to his bed, laying down in the dark just staring at the ceiling.
If only he dodged better. Didn't let his guard down.. Then none of this would be happening.
He groaned to himself, kind of forgetting the predicament he was actually in. When a low gravely voice came out, it surprised him for a split second.
His face flushed slightly.
Katsuki's voice always got to him. Something about the low roughness of it.. Sometimes it would get all soft and quiet, mainly when he stayed up too late and was exhausted.
It was a rare occurrence though. He wishes he could hear that side of him more.
Now he had full control of the voice. He could make Katsuki say whatever he wanted..
"Oh my god, don't." He mumbled to himself, rolling over and shoving his face into his pillow, face flushing.
He laid there seriously debating wether or not he should use this new found power for his own pleasure.
He would never.
Izuku, don't do it.....
He really tried to refrain.
He mumbled something into the pillow before lifting his face and whispering it to himself...
"...Izuku."
Holy fuck. Holy fuck.
Sure Katsuki has called him by his name before, but only like a few times. More often than not it was just some nickname like "nerd" or something.
"Izuku.." He says with a bit more passion. Almost a bit desperate.
Oh my god. Holy shit.
This was so wrong.
He feels heat flooding through his whole body, pooling in his stomach.
He might as well say whatever...
He turns his body back to laying on his back and he closes his eyes.
He's dreamed of hearing Katsuki say a lot of things...
"Izuku, fuck me.." He rasps out quietly.
Izuku feels his- Katsuki's dick twitch in his pants and it acted as a slight reality check.
He's getting off on saying his own name is Katsuki's body. What the hell is he doing.
He's not really wanting to stop...
"Izuku... Please fuck me.." Oh my god. He couldn't help the small moan that let out of his body.
What was usually whiny and high for Izuku came out deep and raspy from Katsuki.
His dick twitched again and when he opened his eyes and looked down..
Yeah, he was hard as fuck.
Katsuki's dick was straining and twitching against the fabric.
Izuku's hips jerked a bit, embarrassingly turned on at the sight of Kastuki's hard on. His hard on? Technically?
He knew he was way too horny to just wait it out or take a cold shower. Plus the shower would be way too suspicious, it's late, he already took one earlier, and Katsuki is in the other room.
But wouldn't masturbating like this be taking advantage of him or something..
Guilt washed over him, not for the first time today.
But fuck he was really hard, it was honestly starting to hurt.
He didn't want to stress out Katsuki's body, as to not disrupt his heart in any way so.. He was just going to quickly take care of it to help his body relax...
That was his excuse.
He hesitantly slid a hand under his shirt to touch at his ab muscles again..
He sat up briefly, pulling the shirt over his head and setting it elsewhere on the bed.
Relaxed, now laying on his back shirtless, he looked down, and the view was.. Breathtaking, to say the least.
Soft large pecs, defined abs, pronounced V-line that disappeared behind a waistband, large bulging dick trying desperately to escape the confines of his sweats.
Izuku groaned at the sight, tipping his head back momentarily. But he couldn't keep his eyes off this sight for long.
He slowly creeped his hand down over the bulge, considering whether he shouldn't really do this or not...
"Need to take care of this as soon as possible so I can sleep. Kacchan's body needs the rest..." Izuku thought.
He wrapped his hand around the clothed cock and squeezed, testing the waters a bit.
Fuck.
He's big.
He's so big.
He's big and hard and Izuku is touching it.
Definitely bigger than Izuku, maybe not by a dramatic amount, but the difference was still there.
Izuku brought the back of his other hand up to his mouth, trying to muffle any sounds he may make.
Though he'd love to hear how Katsuki sounded when moaning, whimpering, maybe crying. He couldn't with Katsuki himself being in the same vicinity as him.
He was quick to let go of his dick and shimmy out of his pants and underwear slightly, just enough to free his cock.
He was looking at Katsuki's cock.
That's the cock he dreamed of being fucked by.
That's the cock he's dreamed of sucking.
Dreamed of feeling down his throat.
His stomach was doing flips, his eyes rolled back into his head, he was a mess.
The smell of Katsuki's sweet yet burnt smelling sweat filling the room, his large cock right in front of him.. He was going insane.
He wrapped his fingers around his dick and began pumping the length slowly.
Oh, wow. Katsuki was sensitive.
Fuck, he was like really sensitive.
Izuku couldn't help but let out small whimpers with each upstroke of his callused yet soft hands.
He wondered what Katsuki liked doing when he touched himself.
Did he just fuck his hand til he came or did he have other methods...
Izuku's hand sped up at the thought.
Has he ever just humped something til he came, hands free?
Maybe a pillow or his mattress, just grinding his hips desperately until he can't take it anymore and spills everywhere.
Has he ever fingered himself?
Fucking himself open on his fingers, on his back with his legs spread? Maybe face down, ass up.
Does he use toys?
"Kacch... Mmh-" Izuku was stroking fast now. Desperate to just cum.
Maybe he fucked himself with a dildo, or bullied his cock into a fleshlight.
"Oh my g-" Izuku was now grinding his hips into the air, meeting his hand on every desperate stroke. He was already about to cum.
Has he ever thought of Izuku while jerking off?
"Shit!-" He came hard. Back arching a bit with his head tilted back into his pillow.
Suddenly small sparks flickered out of his palms, the sensation around his dick further heightened the feeling of his orgasm..
He didn't fully process what was really going on as his body shook, and warm cum covered his hand.
He rode it out and then stayed like that for a moment, catching his breath.
Katsuki's quirk activates when he cums.
Katsuki's cum was on his hand.
He just jerked Katsuki off.
And Katsuki wasn't even aware.
Post nut clarity hit him like a semi truck.
"What the hell was that?! What is wrong with me?! Ohmygod what did I just do, what did I just do.. I'm so sorry, Kacchan-"
He muttered, cursing himself as he pulled his pants up and rushed to the bathroom. Luckily his room had a joint bathroom so he wouldn't have to deal with possibly running into Katsuki, shirtless, with his own cum all over his hand.
Izuku made quick work of washing his hands, putting a shirt back on, settling into bed, and telling himself to completely forget what had just happened.
It was going to be hell facing Katsuki tomorrow...
He didn't get much sleep that night after all.
Katsuki on the other hand slept like a damn baby.
His body hurt all the time, he preferred to sleep on his left side but because of his arm, he couldn't. It made getting comfortable basically impossible.
Plus his heart would sometimes startle him awake and make him panic, overall sleeping was just not easy for him.
So a good night's sleep in Izuku's body was refreshing.
He woke up honestly feeling pretty great.
Katsuki grumbled awake checking his phone's clock
Shit, his body must still be on Izuku-time. He never wakes up this late.
That means Izuku was definitely awake, but he didn't see or hear him anywhere immediately. Huh.
He sat up, rubbing his eyes for a second, trying to get the blurry out. Oh, right.. where are those glasses?
Picking up the glasses that sat on the floor by the couch, he puts them on and blinks the world around him into focus.
He then stands up, and looks around.
Still no Izuku..
Maybe still asleep?
He waltzed on over to Izuku's door and knocked, loudly.
A moment passed before he heard a muffled "O-Oh one second, Kacchan!-"
Some unidentifiable rustling happened behind the door but then suddenly it opened. He was as met with his own face, hair all untamed and messy.
"Hey, good morning!" Izuku beamed.
"Eugh, don't make those happy ass expressions with my face. I feel violated."
"If that makes you feel violated...." Izuku thought to himself.
"We can't all be as stoic as you, Kacchan." He teased.
"Whatever. 'm starving, what do you want to eat?" He asked nonchalantly, scratching at the back of his head.
"Oh! You don't have to make anything.. I mean I have leftover miso soup I was planning on eating, we could split it if you'd like? There's enough."
"Sounds good." He says, walking off.
Breakfast was tense.
Well, Izuku was tense.
He was really hoping he didn't seem super suspicious right now.
He was trying his damn best to remain normal and jovial, but his brain was going a million miles a minute.
He felt so guilty. He was sure the only reason he was holding it together this morning was because Katsuki didn't look or sound anything like himself right now.
It was easier to face him this way..
He never has to know.
He will never know.
Izuku will take this to the grave no matter how guilty he feels about it.
They finished eating together, now facing the very daunting prospect of being trapped living together with nothing to do for possibly a week straight.
Seriously, what will they do???
Suddenly...
"A PHONE CALL IS HERE! A PHONE CALL IS HERE! A PHONE CALL IS HERE!-"
Katsuki snaps his head over to where Izuku was doing dishes at the sink.
Izuku hummed before drying his hands off and answering.
"Good morning, Aizawa!"
Katsuki remained curious, sitting in the living room.
A series of conversational remarks left Izuku.
"Mhm..... Right, okay..... Yes.... Oh! Should I put you on speaker? Kacchan's right here actually... Okay!"
He walked over to Katsuki, putting his phone on speaker.
"Just tell us what's up" Katsuki half yelled.
"Some more information about the quirk. There is a way to swap back on command and-"
"WHA?!" They both exclaimed at the same time.
"How?" Katsuki demanded.
"Well, you'd have to be here. He can reverse it, and he has agreed to do so whenever you'd like."
They both mutually let out a sigh.
"Thank fuck."
"Aizawa, what else was there to know?" Izuku asked.
"Just two other things, kind of insignificant but.. The swap back can leave people really disoriented, most times sick. And the other person will have full memory of what you did in their body. So basically their brain will..."
Izuku's heart dropped. No there's no way. This cant be happening.
Katsuki will never talk to him again.
Why did he not just dodge that stupid attack?
All these years?
Seriously, not like this.
They were just starting to exist on good terms.
Izuku's face must have conveyed the horrors he was experiencing because he vaguely registered Katsuki saying something before the phone was pulled out of his hand and hung up.
"Oi, whats wrong with you?
That's what he'd say when they swapped back.
Why did he do that to Katsuki. Why couldn't he just control himself.
"Deku! Helloooo, earth to Deku?"
Such a disgusting pervert. He deserves Katsuki never talking to him again.
"Izuku!"
His name now served as an embarrassed reminder of that night.
It wasn't as hot coming from his own voice, but with the knowledge Katsuki was behind that voice.. He snapped out of it.
"Huh?"
"Don't "Huh?" me! What's wrong with you?"
"N-Nothing! Nothing at all."
"You're obviously lying, you're like on the verge of hyperventilating. Seriously what did Aizawa say to..." Katsuki sighed and trailed off, suddenly lost in thought trying to figure this out.
"Kacchan, nothing happened! I'm perfectly fine!"
Izuku swiftly stood up.
"Izu-"
"I'm just going to go chill out for a while haha I'm so tired, didn't sleep well. Okay, bye!"
He rushed to his room. Craving the sweet safety of a locked door and silence.
Way to play it cool...
There was always the option to just disappear after they swapped back.
Maybe he'd move to some place in America.
Never see Katsuki ever again.
Change his name and become a runaway.
He couldn't help the tears that bubbled up in his eyes.
Katsuki is never going to trust him again.
In the living room, Katsuki remained seating and totally stunned by what just happened.
What the hell did Aizawa say that made him panic like that???
Wether or not Izuku was freaking out he was determined to swap back as soon as possible.
Some time had passed, allowing Izuku to cool down, before Katsuki made his way towards Izuku's door, trying to listen in for a brief moment.
He didn't hear anything...
Three loud knocks echoed through the air.
And in response, Izuku opened the door. Looking tired.
"Nerd, we should head out to swap back. No offense but I miss my body and my life."
"Sure, Kacchan." He sounded tired.
Izuku had accepted his fate. Coming to depressing terms with the fact that one night of horniness will now ruin his entire life.
The drive there was agonizing.
It was silent and stressful.
Katsuki, more confused than anything.
It was also harder to read Izuku like this. He has the nerd's facial expressions basically memorized by now but he can't tell anything when they were on his own face!
Eventually they arrived to the room they were holding the guy in, face to face with the culprit who caused this mess.
There was a brief discussion about how they should remain seated while the swap happened.
Though sometimes it didn't matter whether they were standing or not, the two would fall unconscious for a few seconds, so it was best to be prepared.
Katsuki quickly glanced over at Izuku, taking note of the small coughs and ragged breaths he was holding back.
His heart must be acting up... Didn't matter too much now, they'd be back to normal momentarily.
Then Izuku wouldn't have to deal with the burden that is Katsuki's body.
The quirk holder stood up and, in cuffs lightly touched Katsuki's arm.. We'll Izuku's arm.
As expected, they both simultaneously blacked out.
And when they woke up..
Katsuki felt normal again. Arm in shooting pain, heart skipping beats, hearing going out.
What a relief.
Memories then flooded his mind faster than he could keep up with.
Waking up at the train tracks, a few unclear memories, taking a shower. Feeling himself up as he did so...
Katsuki wasn't that surprised, he had kind of done the same thing.
He couldn't make out the super specific things, but he got the general idea of everything that had happened.
He saw Izuku gathering bedding for him, a few more other unclear memories, Izuku settling into bed, and...
Oh...
Oh.
Whaat.
His eyes widened and face went red as he snapped his head over towards Izuku, who was hanging his head, looking down. Mouth pressed into a tight line and cheeks red.
His face easier to read now, it was obvious what he had been feeling.
He was covered in embarrassment and shame.
Oh, this is gold.
If it had been anyone else to do that, they'd be a red stain on the pavement right now.
But because it was Izuku...
He couldn't tell if he was angry or embarrassed or flattered...?
Either way, he was entertained.
I mean, he's thought about Izuku in that way far more than once, certainly hoping he felt the same..
But this was an incredibly strange way to find out the feelings mutual.
They're talking about this. Now.
"Great, we're leaving now." Katsuki growled, grabbing Izuku by the arm and pulling him up.
"C'mon."
They both walked out, ignoring the guards calling after them, they most likely wanted to ask some questions afterwards to make sure they were both okay.
That could wait.
Izuku's face was plastered in guilt.
Eyes watery and eyebrows knitted together with tense shoulders.
Izuku was never this quiet. Never looked this afraid.
Not since middle school...
Why was Katsuki always involved whenever Izuku looked that way.
The quick walk back to the car was dead silent, a sharp tension rippling between them.
Katsuki quickly got into the drivers side, though Izuku hesitated actually following in the passengers seat.. Closed in.. Beside Katsuki..
"Deku. Get in the car." He yelled.
Izuku was never really hesitant about anything. It was weird to see him like this.
He opened the door and got in, never once looking at Katsuki.
"Kacchan... I'm really sorry-"
"Explain." Katsuki cut him off.
Izuku's face pinched into a tense expression.
"I just.... Kacchan please- I'm sorry." He really didn't want to have to confess. Not like this.
It was supposed to be different. Like romantic and under the stars or something sappy like that.
"I.. I don't-" Izuku was panicking. He couldn't think of what to say.
He stuttered out a few more random words and apologizes before tears starting welling up in his eyes.
Katsuki didn't want to break the poor guy.
"Calm down. I'm not mad. I should be, but 'm not."
For the first time since Aizawa's call, he actually looked at Katsuki.
Not a quick glance, but meeting his eyes.
"Wha.. What.."
Katsuki huffed.
"Said I'm not mad."
Izuku blinked at him.
Katsuki then let out a sigh.
"I'm just too hot to resist, right? I can't blame ya." He teased, mouth curling into a grin, trying to lighten the mood.
He really wasn't mad, maybe a little disappointed.. No, disappointed wasn't the right word..
But it's not like the thought of doing the same thing didn't cross his mind.
So he understood.
Izuku blinked again in confusion.
What was going on???
Okay, if Katsuki was still making jokes then he must have really.. Not been upset..?
"Kacchan, I'm confused. You should be screaming at me or- or at least glaring at me or something!... I wouldn't like it if someone did that to my body.."
He bluntly asked.
"What if it was me?"
Huh?!?!
"Huh?"
"What if I, as in me, myself. Jerked off while in your body because I thought your muscles and voice were hot? How would you feel?"
Okay, now that was blunt.
This isn't real life. Izuku did not just hear that.
He died and this is some weird purgatory.
Was he upset and this was his way of getting back at him??
"Kacchan.. Wh-"
Katsuki was quick to cut him off.
"Answer. What if it were me."
Izuku paused... Mulling over his next words carefully.
"I..... I would.." No way he was about to say this.
He already violated Katsuki, might as well not lie to him on top of it.
"...probably.. care less... If it were you.."
He said it.
"Right." Katsuki responded, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Like he wasn't upset.
Like he.. Agreed?
Oh.
"Oh."
They both knew there was some sort of unspoken connection between them, closer than friendship but too complicated to name... A tension, ready to snap.
Guess it was finally coming to a head.
Surprisingly, the heavy suffocating air in the car had actually lightened a bit.
The silence between them now was still tense, but Izuku felt like he could breathe a little better.
Katsuki wasn't upset. That's good... He didn't have to change his name and move overseas.
"So, how'd it feel?" Katsuki couldn't help but ask. After all, he was kind of a nerd too.
Izuku flushed. Face turning redder than a tomato. There goes his peace.
"Wh.. Kacchan?!" He squeaked out.
"Come on I wanna know the differences. Gotta keep me entertained somehow on the drive back."
He started the car, engine coming alive.
"I mean, I can't lie I was wondering about you too but at least I had the self control to hold myself back."
He said nonchalantly as he buckled his seat belt.
Izuku buried his face in both his hands, groaning a muffled "Oh my god."
There's no way he just admitted that.
No way he was serious.
That had to have been a joke.
"Tell me, Izuku.." Katsuki lowered his tone on purpose, drawing out each syllable of his name.
So the memories were clear enough to make that out.
Dammit now Katsuki had another thing to use against him.
But fuck, if it didn't do something to him.
Katsuki heard a muffled "Kacchan, stop it.." in response.
He laughed slightly while looking behind him to pull out the driveway.
"I'll stop if you tell me, Izuku." He smirked wide.
A hearty pause happened before Izuku muffled something illegible.
"Hm?"
The hands then came off his face slowly and he muttered something quietly.
"You're more sensitive than I am....." Everything on him was turning red. Tips of his ears, nose, cheeks, neck. Looked damn near sunburnt.
Now this was entertaining. He needed to know more, immediately.
"Oh, really? What else?" He played it cool, acting unaffected.
He just kept his eyes ahead, focusing on driving.
"You... You're bigger than me..."
He figured, but fuck that got him going.
"And you're quirk.. Went off when... Yeah.."
Hah. His quirk only does that if he's seriously having like the best orgasm of all time. Izuku must've been feeling incredible then.
He needed this car to move faster. Time needed to somehow just speed up right now.
They were probably only around 8 minutes away but that felt like an eternity in this situation.
"And you're quirk... Kind of felt nice...?"
He could tell the nerd was gaining some confidence in talking about this now. He was growing less hesitant.
Katsuki hummed a noise of acknowledgement. Not quite trusting his voice to say anything right now.
Out the corner of his eye, he could see Izuku adjust in his seat.
No way..
Was he getting hard right now?
Holy shit.
"Now I'm disappointed I didn't touch you how I wanted when I had the opportunity to. I feel left out."
The way Izuku tensed up didn't go unnoticed. His eyes focused on the road ahead as well.
Was that too far?
Maybe Izuku wouldn't like him doing that too much without his consent.
I mean sure he said he'd wouldn't mind as much if it were him but still..
A tense pause surrounded them.
"What... Would you have done..?"
So he wouldn't mind. Oh, this is fun.
The car then stopped at a red light.
"Probably the same as you.. But in front of a mirror for sure. You're lucky I respected your body. Would've had you in all sorts of degrading positions."
Izuku was quick to realize how that'd mean technically Katsuki would be putting himself in said degrading positions.
It sent a shiver down his body and his cock twitched in his pants at the thought.
He would do that for him. He'd be in whatever position Katsuki would like him to be in. Up, down, folded, standing, sitting, on the floor, in every room, on every surface. He didn't care.
He didn't take Izuku's silence as a negative response so he continued, all too casually.
"Ass up, cock hanging between your thighs, seeing your freckled face peek from behind your shoulders. Would've been a damn dream."
Yeah that sounded good.
That sounded really good.
His hips involuntarily twitched upwards at the idea, and he noticed how Katsuki's head slightly turned to watch.
Then it snapped back to the road as the red light turned green.
Izuku had no idea how he said these next words.
"You could still see that. If you really wanted to."
Katsuki just about growled in response, gripping the steering wheel.
It set a fire in Izuku's stomach.
He was practically grinding against the seat now. unable to control the roll of his hips, his dick begging for any sort of friction.
"Yeah? You'd display that pretty ass for me?" Katsuki grinned.
He whimpered in response.
"Let me fuck you stupid?"
Izuku bit his lip, holding back a moan.
The best he could do was let out a long drawn out and desperate "Mhmm..."
Was good enough.
"Then I'm gonna."
Izuku moaned at that. Shamelessly.
What was happening right now, this is some serious wet dream shit. This can't be real.
They were now both rock hard, breathless, and thankfully, pulling into Izuku's place.
The sexual tension that passed between them while Katsuki focused on parking the car was so thick.
His parking has seen better days, but he couldn't give two shits about that right now.
Not when he was about to fuck his best friend, his only crush, and the person he cared for most in the whole world.
They were actually doing this.
So called innocent Izuku was practically begging him to fuck him and he was going to.
Holy shit.
They'd known each other for decades.
Now they're about to fuck each other senseless.
And they'd never been more ready.
They both rushed out the car alarmingly fast, synchronized in a way they've only ever been in battle.
Izuku practically ran to unlock the door, leaving Katsuki behind but knowing he'd follow.
He fumbled with his keys for a second before feeling two large familiar hands wrap around his waist.
He froze.
This was real.
Like. Very real.
Katsuki leaned his head down to rest on Izuku's shoulder before gripping his waist a little tighter and planting a small kiss on his neck, right below the ear.
The feeling of his soft lips pressed against his skin and soft spiky hair tickling his neck was like no other.
Izuku let out a small breathy moan as he relaxed into his grip.
He continued to kiss anywhere he could. Izuku's jaw, behind his ear, down his neck.
Izuku was getting lost in the feeling, melting from his touch.
Katsuki whispered against his skin.
"You know, the faster you unlock this door, the faster I can do this properly."
Oh yeah, he completely forgot about that.
Now focused, he let Katsuki's continuous kisses fade into the background as he put the key in the lock, successfully opening the door.
In this moment, that seemed like the most monumental task he'd ever completed.
They both scrambled inside, door slamming shut loudly behind them.
Before Izuku could process what was going on, he was spun around and his back was pushed up against the door.
Katsuki kissed him. Hard.
Years of waiting led to this moment. He wasn't going to half ass this. If Izuku wanted him, he was going to get him.
Izuku closed his eyes, really taking in the feel of Katsuki's lips against his.
They were soft yet rough? Not chapped, but picked at.
His hands kind of felt the same. Like they were comforting in a nice kind way, but also in a way that let you knew he could really protect you if he had to.
Speaking of, Katsuki brought his hands up to either side of Izuku's face. His thumb softly stroking his cheek a little.
A little gesture that screamed "you mean everything to me." without having to saying it.
He smelled like the same shampoo he'd used for years, a gentle reminder that this was really Katsuki, and he was really kissing him.
Izuku, overwhelmed, moaned into the kiss and Katsuki used that to take things further.
The kiss was getting deeper now, their tongues lazily meeting each other as they continue. Neither of them pulling away, neither of them wanting it to stop.
Katsuki's hot and wet tongue against his own was mind numbing.
He'd dreamed of what this might feel like for years, but getting the real thing...
Katsuki felt the same, every little breath and gasp Izuku would let escape him went straight to his dick, the feeling of Izuku trying his best to keep up with his pace...
Unreal.
They were both still painfully hard and as much as Katsuki would love to do this forever, he was getting impatient.
He pulled off as little as he could manage and whispered against Izuku's lips.
"Need to fuck you, now."
Izuku had the nerve to blush.
"Please..." He whispered back.
Instantly, Katsuki dropped his hands to the back of Izuku's thighs, hoisting him up to straddle his waist, not missing the prominent tent in his pants that was now pressing against his stomach.
Izuku put his hands around Katsuki's neck to support himself, planting small kissing all over his face and neck while doing so.
Katsuki let out a breathy groan in response and rushed to Izuku's room.
It was a little strange with all the All Might merchandise that covered his walls and shelves, I mean All Might was almost a father figure to the both of them...
But Katsuki was too far gone. If anything, he just found it endearing that Izuku was so passionate about the things that inspired him.
Ugh, he was doomed. Had been from the start.
Izuku was set down on his bed, a little too rough to be considered "set down" but not rough enough to be inconsiderate.
Katsuki was on top of him in seconds. He slid in between Izuku's legs, pressing his hips against the others and swallowing the moan that it caused.
Attacking his neck in kisses while running his rough hands over the muscle of Izuku's waist and abs.
Sure, he had felt this body before.. When he was literally inside of it. But not like this.
Not with Izuku's cute expressions attached. Not with his cute sounds guiding him to his sweet spots. Not like this...
Katsuki lifted his shirt more, gently kissing down his body. Down his sternum, a few across his chest, down his abs, each scar he could find.
"So perfect.." He couldn't help but say in between small kisses.
In all honesty, Izuku was a little surprised how gentle he was being..
He figured this would be fast and hard, but in this moment, Katsuki was treating him like he was precious.
When Katsuki reached the waistband of his pants, he pressed a quick kiss to right below his bellybutton before lifting himself up and off Izuku.
"Wanna see it now. Done waiting." He fumbled with Izuku's belt.
Izuku was in nothing but underwear, fast.
It hadn't been graceful, both of their bodies shaking with nerves and desperation.
Katsuki took in the sight.
Izuku, almost naked, laying under him, looking up with his big round eyes with an expression that screamed "I trust you and I want you."
Perfect.
"Kacchan.. You too.." He looked away embarrassed.
It was cute.
"Don't get all shy on me now, what happened to all that confidence you had in the car, hm?" He teased, lifting his shirt up and off his body.
Izuku couldn't tear his eyes away from how his muscles tensed when doing so.
He propped himself up on his elbows to look better.
Those were the abs he touched that night. That is Kastuki's body. His muscles. His skin. His body.
He moaned just at the sight of it and Katsuki immediately grinned, wide.
Izuku thought the sight of him shirtless was beautiful enough, imagine the butterflies that swarmed his stomach when Katsuki pulled his belt off in one fluid motion and began unbuttoning his pants.
"You enjoying the show, nerd?" He laughed.
"Yeah.." The answer was immediate and breathless.
He shuffled his pants off, not very gracefully... It was hard to look good while trying to shimmy out of jeans at an awkward angle.
Izuku's giggle was cut off by Katsuki planting a sweet kiss on his lips, the kiss broke with the both of them smiling.
This was too wholesome. They could handle a rough fuck, but this was tender. It was too much.
It was leaving everything on the table without having to say a word.
Katsuki ground his hips down into Izuku, pressing their clothed erections together.
It felt too good. Izuku let out a small moan and reached to put his arms around Katsuki's neck.
He did it again, and again. Kissing down Izuku's neck where he could.
"Kacchan.." He breathed.
He was met with a low groan by his ear in response.
"Kacchan.." He then whined.
It was extremely embarrassing but Izuku was already getting close. He'd been hard for so long and so pent up, that even just this was overwhelming.
"Wait stop-"
Katsuki paused immediately.
"You alright?" He asked in between pants, worry lacing his tone.
"I... I'm already close and.. I want to cum with you inside.." He mumbled.
Save Katsuki's soul, he may have just died right then and there.
That was really hot.
"Fuck, I got you, baby."
He didn't mean to say that. It just came out so easily, like he'd said it a million times before.
He guessed it was received positively as Izuku arched his back a little and his breathing noticeably quickened.
He was going to ruin him.
He peeled Izuku's underwear off, and ran his hands up the thick thighs and hips that greeted him.
He briefly saw Izuku naked in the shower and stuff but he tried not to look. Anytime he did catch glances though his face was not attached.. Being that he was viewing from Izuku's perspective and all..
He looked fucking beautiful like this.
Green curls messy against his pillow, perfectly framing his embarrassed red face.
His body muscular yet lean, covered in big and little scars that made him look like a true hero.
He would kiss every little one if he was more patient.
His hard cock, wet at the tip. He wasn't small by any means, but his was bigger.
He didn't know why but that really turned him on. It was probably an ego thing. Maybe he had a thing for size differences. Who knows. Didn't matter now..
"Kacchan, stop looking.."
"What? I let you ogle at me earlier and now you wont return the favor?"
Izuku let out a disgruntled whine, it sounded anxious.
"You're so perfect."
That made him relax into Katsuki's touch a bit more.
His tone was never that soft. It didn't even sound that fond when Izuku was in his body trying to get him to sound like that.
"Lube?"
"Second drawer.."
After a second he retrieved the half empty bottle, that little fact sticking itself into the back of Katsuki's mind.
He wasn't jealous or anything but he wondered for a quick moment if Izuku had been with anyone else like this.
That was dumb of course he had. He was a full grown man.
That really pissed him off for some reason.
He wasn't jealous. Swear.
It didn't take long for two lubed fingers to trail down towards his entrance.
Katsuki's other hand resting on Izuku's hip to ground him, Maybe ground himself too.
In all honesty he was nervous on the inside, this wasn't some random fuck. This was really important.
He needed to make this good.
"You ready, baby?"
"Mhmm, please.." He groaned, hips wiggling a little to get his point across.
"Calm down." Katsuki tightened his hand, squeezing the flesh there.
He slid one finger inside slowly, leaving a little kiss on Izuku's lips while doing so.
Izuku wasn't a virgin or anything so it wasn't long before Katsuki added a second finger.
That was a fact that Katsuki couldn't think about for too long. He'd never say, but he wishes he was Izuku's first so badly.
"There you go.." He began thrusting his fingers back and forth into him a little faster now, keeping it gentle but working up to something more.
Izuku's pretty moaning started picking up and Katsuki couldn't help but think about what he'd sound like getting fucked. If he was moaning like this for two fingers, how would he sound getting pounded by his cock?
Well, he'd find out soon.
He changed the angle of his wrist a few times before Izuku moaned loudly, fisting at the sheets.
There it was..
"Yeah? That feel good?" He sped up, making sure to hit that angle every time he plunged his fingers back into him.
"Mh... Mhmm-!"
He added a third finger, the stretch was noticable now as his ass was squeezing his fingers tight.
"So tight.. How is my cock gonna fit in here, huh?" He said, widening his fingers to exaggerate his point.
Izuku let out what could only be described as a half sob half moan.
"Gonna feel so good.. Gonna make you feel so good."
"K-Kacchan-! Want it.. N.. Now!"
Katsuki ignored him for another minute, continuing what he was doing before pulling out.
He didn't want to hurt Izuku. He had a suspicion he had some weird affinity for pain, considering all his bone breaking and self sacrificial shit.
But that was for another time.
So he took his time and prepared Izuku thoroughly.
Now that he was stretched out though. Katsuki wasn't going to hold back.
Realizing he still had his underwear on, he pulled them down and threw them elsewhere. Not missing Izuku's downright hungry expression in response.
He'd actually seen Izuku make this face a few times before.. When they sparred or fought. He always looked at him with this half lidded intense look.
Figured it was just him being focused, maybe getting into the fight a little too much or something..
But seeing him wear this expression in this context... Was this how he felt back then in those moments?
Not important right now.
Katsuki squeezed some lube onto his cock and gave it a few strokes. Any friction after so long of being on edge felt heavenly.
"You said I could still see what I wanted to, right? Turn around." He growled, tapping twice at Izuku's hip.
Izuku quietly obeyed. Flipping over, now resting on his forearms and knees. Arching his back shamelessly while looking back over his shoulder. Like how Katsuki said he wanted.
Fuuuuuck.
Katsuki moaned, low and hungry at the sight.
It was better than he ever could've imagined.
Izuku's dick now hanging, dripping precum onto the bed below him, his eyes looking back at him, pleading.
His ass was even freckled too..
And his hole was twitching begging to be filled.
Katsuki could cry, it was so beautiful.
"Izuku- I'm gonna fucking ruin you. Fuck- if you had any idea what you do to me.." He rambled as he took position behind the man.
He put his hands on Izuku's waist and grinded his dick against Izuku's bare skin.
The feeling of his plump ass pressing against his hips everytime he slid in-between the valley of his ass was intoxicating.
Katsuki leaned down and whispered roughly in his ear.
"You want me to show you what you do to me? Want me to pound you into this bed? Show you how only I could ever make you feel?"
His smirk practically visible in his voice.
"Yes- K.. Katsuki, please! Want you inside so bad.."
His hands twitched, gripping Izuku's hips harder.
He called him Katsuki.
He didn't think it could get any better, but here Izuku was.. Calling him by his actual name. He's unsure if Izuku has ever even done that since making up the nickname.
"Fuck, that's dangerous, Izuku."
He grabbed the base of his cock with one hand, leading the tip towards Izuku's twitching rim.
Just as he was about to push it in he heard it again.
"Katsuki..."
That little shit.
He thrusted his length in, moaning at the crazy tightness and warmth that engulfed his cock.
Izuku gasped, his hands grabbing onto whatever he could find. He only had the sheets below..
The stretch was incredible. He hadn't had anything inside of him in a while so there was a slight burn. He couldn't get enough.
He just slid in and Izuku was already sure he'd be addicted to this by the end of the night.
Katsuki bottomed out with a groan, his warm bare skin pressing against Izuku's.
He was really inside of Izuku. His friend.. And it felt so good.
It felt so right. Like they should've been doing this all along.
He gave Izuku some time to adjust.
Kissing at the nape on his neck and rubbing his thumbs against the skin of his waist, feeling how his hole twitched around him everytime he did something sweet.
As much as he would love to just bully his cock into him and pound him senseless right here and now.. He knew he was big, and he didn't want to hurt him. Not unless he was asked to.
He eventually felt Izuku's whole body relax into his touch.
"Kacchan.."
His whining was cute.
"Tell me what you need." His tone came out far softer than he intended.
"..Move.." Izuku slightly pushed his hips against Katsuki, trying to get any motion he could.
Katsuki was quick to grip his waist tighter to stop him.
"I got you.."
He pulled out slightly before pushing back in, simply testing the waters.
The mutual groans it pulled out of the two were pornographic.
He continued a slow pace, quickly working up to a hard but slow rhythm.
"Taking me so well.."
It felt like Katsuki was trying to get as deep as he could possibly reach. He felt his insides stretch around him every thrust back it. It was maddening..
But he needed so much more.
"Harder- Kacch... Katsuki. C'mon- use me."
He was trying to be nice, that's what he thought the nerd what want. But obviously Izuku was more perverted that he realized.
He was going to fuck Izuku within an inch of his life.
"Oh ho, you want it rough?"
He pulled almost all the way out, only the tip of his cock remained inside.
It felt so empty, Izuku's body immediately missed the feeling of being filled.
"I'll give it to you rough, baby."
Katsuki slammed back into him as hard as he could, using his waist to pull him down and meet the brutal thrust.
And he didn't stop.
It was mind numbing. Izuku could feel his mind just melting out his head. Nothing but Katsuki fills his senses.
Katsuki inside, Katsuki's hands holding him, Kastuki's voice in his ears, Katsuki's balls against his, Katsuki's smell filling his room.
He moaned a noise he was unsure if he had ever made.
"You fucking slut."
Katsuki didn't miss the way he clenched around him when he said that.
Each thrust punched the breath out of Izuku's lungs.
Katsuki continued to bully his insides. Loud wet slapping of skin filling the room.
"You take it so good. Fucking made for me." He said between gritted teeth.
He pistoned his throbbing cock into his hole between every word, making sure Izuku felt what he was saying.
His voice was low and raspy. It kind of sounded like how it did when Katsuki wakes up in the morning. It was so hot.
Katsuki's hands wandered. Slipping from his hips and moving down to grab the soft freckled flesh of his ass.
He couldn't even pretend to be embarrassed about how slutty he was acting right now, this was a dream.
He arched into Katsuki's touch.
Slightly disappointed when he felt a hand leave his body entirely, but greatly appreciative of the hard slap on his ass cheek that followed.
Katsuki just stared. His whole ass jiggled when he did it. And it was now turning red. Probably stung like a bitch.
"Yes! Like tha- Oh my-" Kac.. Kaccha-"
Guess he was right about the nerd's masochist tendencies.
Izuku's body gave out on him, his arms gave out first. His chest now pressed against his mattress fully.
Then his legs gave out. It didn't matter though. Katsuki never stopped the brutal pace of his thrusts.
He just fucked Izuku flat into the bed, with his legs bouncing in the air on every thrust.
It felt too good this way, Izuku's cock was rubbing against the bed now, causing him to moan shamelessly.
Katsuki gritted his teeth, overexertion racking his body. Like hell he'd ever stop though.
He settled his hands on Izuku's lower back, a pressure to keep Izuku pinned, and also stabilize himself as he ground into the man below him.
It wasn't even like he was having sex. He was fucking Izuku like a glorified sex toy. Using him like a pillow he was shamelessly grinding against.
Izuku didn't mind, if the sounds he was making were anything to go by.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this."
Izuku tightened around his cock.
"How many nights I've spent fucking my own hand wishing it was you."
Oh god.
He would've let him fuck him then.
He would've let him do anything.
"Driving me fucking crazy." Katsuki growled.
Izuku couldn't even respond. He so badly wanted to agree but everytime his mouth opened a moan just spilled out.
The pleasure he was non-stop feeling was too much.
A tight hot feeling settled in his gut. Only growing stronger by the second..
"Kacch.. Kacchan, gonna.. Gonna cum..!" He wailed, his ass pulsing tighter around Katsuki while his toes curled in the air.
"Do it. Cum around my cock, c'mon. Let me feel it."
His hands gripped him harder. It was sure to leave bruises in the morning.
Between the feeling of his hard grip, his abusive thrusts, the sound of skin on skin, the smell of sex filling to air, and the fact it was Katsuki causing all this..
The tension in Izuku's body snapped and he came with his dick trapped between his stomach and his bed.
"There you go.. Thaat's good.."
Katsuki's head tipped back and he closed his eyes. Taking in the sensations of Izuku all around him.
He fucked Izuku through his orgasm with the same relentless pace.
Even after he came, Katsuki didn't stop. He didn't let up at all. If anything, he somehow started going faster.
"Ka- Kastsu.. Ah-! What a-? Kacch.." He couldn't make out a sentence.
The pleasure was overstimulating and bordering on painful. But fuck, it felt so good.
"You got another one in you. Let me feel it again." Is all Katsuki said. His tone bordering on desperate.
Tears welled up in his eyes. Of course if he wanted Kastuki to stop he could get him to with a simple "stop" and he would listen.
But he didn't want it to stop.
This was exhilarating. He couldn't get enough.
The pain of overstimulation eventually morphed back into pleasure, causing noises to just flood out his mouth. Izuku just couldn't get them to stop coming out.
He noticed Katsuki's thrusts getting a bit more sloppy.
"'M close!"
Oh my god, Katsuki was about to cum because of him.
"Cum-! Cum in.. me!" He managed to say between moans.
Katsuki moaned loudly through his teeth.
"Gonna fill you up, Izuku. As deep as I.. Ngh- I can.."
A second orgasm was creeping up on Izuku before he even realized. He came quickly and hard with an embarrassing squeal. Thankfully muffled as he buried his face into the bed.
The rhythmic pulsing of Izuku's insides around his cock was what did it.
"Gonna cum- Izuku!" His tone came out whiny and soft as his breath hitched.
Before Katsuki could think about it, his hands started heating up, slightly sparking against Izuku's skin. Not enough to burn, but enough to feel.
"Kacchann..."
He buried his cock as deep as he could get it, riding out his orgasm.
Katsuki came with a loud groan, one he knew he'd be shy about later.
Izuku felt his dick twitch inside of him, flooding his insides with warm cum. He felt every spurt of it settle inside him, moaning softly while experiencing it.
"Fuck..." He whispered in between pants, post-orgasm bliss washing over him.
He gently slid out, Izuku's breath catching in his throat when it slipped out fully.
Izuku then felt hands spread his ass.
"Hah.. Look at that.. It's just spilling out.." Katsuki panted.
Oh, that's.. Really hot.. But also so so humiliating. Not that he minded much, but now that the horny sex chemicals were wearing off, he was suddenly very aware of the state of himself right now.
"Kacchan..!" He tried to shimmy out of his grip.
"Don't get all embarrassed now." He laughed, but he took his hands off and let Izuku flip onto his back.
They just had moment of looking at each other. Both silently saying "we finally did that" without saying it.
Katsuki spoke up first.
"Let's clean up and then we'll talk, yeah?"
That didn't sound like a bad idea considering he could feel cum not only drying on his stomach but running out his ass. His sheets were totally ruined as well.
"Y..Yeah.."
After a quick discussion, Izuku powered through his shaky legs that most likely will last all night and took a much needed shower.
Katsuki changed the sheets while he did so, like the gentleman he is.
Both of them internally freaking out about what just happened but also feeling relief and satisfaction like they've never experienced.
Katsuki didn't know what to do after at first. Now that he was fully dressed and waiting for Izuku his mind began racing.
And Izuku wasn't helping this by taking extra long in the shower due to just simply zoning out at times and replaying that sex in his head. Specifically, a sentence Katsuki had said during it.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this."
How long?? Surely not as long as Izuku..
He knew he couldn't just stay in the shower forever and he really needed to talk to Katsuki about what this meant for them. About what those words meant.
Stepping out of the bathroom though, he noticed Katsuki was no longer in his room.
"Did he really leave?" Izuku quickly thought, but that idea died as fast as it came.
He knew he wouldn't do that at a time like this. He wasn't like that. Not anymore..
He quickly got dressed and went searching for him.
He ended up finding Katsuki in his kitchen, finishing up a thrown together meal.
Izuku shook off the deja vu before getting the man's attention.
"Hey..." He sat down at one of the stools placed around his kitchens island, slightly wincing while doing so.
He was still pretty sore from earlier, probably would be for a while.
Katsuki noticed.
"Are... You okay? I didn't go too hard, right?" He asked, his voice uncharacteristically soft. Almost insecure..
What?!
"Are you kidding? That was- It was good, Kacchan.. Really good.." He mumbles, face turning red.
"Good. Cause next time I won't hold back." He smirked.
Whaat?!?!
So he did want a next time.. And holding back?! He was holding back??
Katsuki took notice of Izuku's stunned silence and his smirk quickly fell.
"I mean, if you want- I don't- Nevermind uh.." He turned around to grab the food.
Before Izuku could reply he said "Here, I was hungry. Figured you'd be too.." while handing him a bowl and sitting down at the opposing stool. Facing him.
The food looked good, of course it did. It always does when Katsuki makes it.
He noticed how Katsuki cooks for him a lot... He doesn't even remember him cooking for anyone else ever...
He was far too distracted to eat.
Seemed Katsuki was too. They made no move to take a bite, they just awkwardly sat there, not daring to look at each other.
Izuku sighed
"Kacchan. I do want a next time. I.. Thought that was pretty clear already.."
Katsuki relaxed a little.
"Good.. Me too.."
The air was less awkward, still heavy but not so suffocating.
"When you were... Uh- Earlier.. You said "You don't know how long I've wanted to do this" what um... What exactly did you mean by that.." Izuku managed to squeak out.
Katsuki let out an exhale. Whether it was a scoff or a laugh, was hard to tell.
"Seems pretty easily understandable to me."
Ugh, he was so stubborn.
"I mean.. How long..?"
He had to think for a moment.
"Maybe.. Since I was around 16? I'm not sure honestly."
Oh...
That was a long time..
That kind of took Izuku's breath away a little bit. He really thought Katsuki only tolerated him at that point, so to hear that he had been secretly pining for him all that time..
It's not like they could've done this sooner, even if they had confessed to each other, it would've been really different.
They were both different people back then, they weren't ready for this type of thing between them.
As much as Izuku would have liked to have been doing this way earlier.. He was pleased with how things played out.. Where they were today.. Who they were today..
They were ready now.
"Me too... Actually I think it was around 15 for me.. Well maybe before then but it was hard to tell, middle school was confusing.. Definitely at 17 and on though. But before that too.."
He was rambling now. Kind of excited to not only get this off his chest, but know that Katsuki reciprocated.
"HAH??" Katsuki half yelled, sounding a bit silly.
"I thought that was like really obvious considering how we ended up here in the first place!"
Oh yeah this had all happened because Izuku was caught jerking himself while moaning his name while inside Katsuki's body.. What a weird 24 hours.
"Right.. I forgot about that." He replied nonchalantly, like he genuinely forgot all about the fact they had literally swapped bodies for days??
"You forgot?!"
"Listen nerd, I had you face down ass up begging me to "use you" like barely an hour ago, okay?! My mind is occupied with other things at the moment!"
Izuku was getting emotional whiplash from how fast he was switching between nervous and horny.
"Wh- Kacchan-! Don't say things like that!" His face got impossibly flushed and his eyes wide like saucers.
Katsuki just laughed, a gruff cackle.
"Why you gonna get hard again, I-zu-kuu?"
"Kacchan! Seriously stop, that's so embarrassing.."
"Hah! I just pounded you against your bed til my cum was dripping out your ass and now you're embarrassed?!"
Seriously how did he have the confidence to say shit like this?
"Kacchan.." Izuku whined a warning.
"Don't think I missed how tight you got around me when I spanked you. Whore."
Yeah at this rate he was going to get hard again.
He brought his hands up to his face, a habit he often did when bashful, and groaned an annoyed muffled "Hrmmgghh.."
Katsuki just laughed.
Eventually they settled down and began eating in comfortable silence, both worn out from their activities earlier.
Once finished with the meal though, Katsuki spoke quietly.
"Izuku.. Would you- Uh.."
He paused, unsure of what he was trying to say next.
Unsure how to not make it sound totally corny.
Izuku patiently waited, knowing that's what Katsuki needed him to do in that moment.
After a moment, he cleared his throat and finished his sentence, corny or not.
"Would you let me take you on a date sometime?"
Izuku beamed. Smile bigger than he could manage.
"Of course, Kacchan. I'd love nothing more."
They gazed at each other with a subtle understanding.
Looks that both screamed "I've waited so long to hear that."
They went to bed that night clinging onto each other, Katsuki's arm wrapped tightly around Izuku's middle and Izuku pressed up against Katsuki's warm body, their fingers intertwined.
Being hit with a body swap quirk and living inside your childhood friends body whom you also have a crush on, getting caught jerking off in said persons body, having sex, then confessing..
Well, it may not be the most conventional love story... At all...
But when have they ever been conventional?