Yeah? (He must taste good given the fact that Izuku kept munching on his neck every few days. He curls his hands around Izuku's waist and pulls him up flush against his body.
He kisses Izuku again, dipping him in the process. He rubs his tongue against Izuku's lower lip, hesitant and uncertain if this would be okay, but he kind of figures and hopes it will be okay. He would move them to the bed soon. Some part of him was just trying to get over the jitters of that moment.)
Ye - [ Oh, okay, more kissing is happening. It actually...takes Izuku a second to figure out why Katsuki is licking him? Once or twice when he's been feeding Katsuki will like, lick his hair or temple or something, and he's gotten used to it as "weird dog thing". Speaking of he's still not sure if Katsuki has a weird dick now or not??? How do you broach that topic. He's not sure.
Oh god why is he thinking about that right now...
His lips part, and Izuku pushes his tongue back, trying to figure out this new level of kissing. ]
(He gives him a second to figure it out. He was realistic. They were both new to this so he wasn't expecting smooth sailing. They probably should have talked about that dog dick thing a bit more seriously ahead of time, huh...
Oh well! He's licking into Izuku's mouth and immediately wraps his own tongue around Izuku's. He has wanted to kiss Izuku like this for weeks now. He relished the taste of Izuku, kissing him more thoroughly than a human would have been capable of. He kisses Izuku again and again, breaking their mouths apart just to change the angle or rub their tongues together. Again. Again. Until his own face is flushed and he feels a bubbling warmth dripping into his gut.
He slips his arms around Izuku, scooping him up off the ground and guiding his legs around his waist so that he could hold him up in the air. One hand winds up supporting Izuku by his ass, the first real-time he's felt a more intimate part of Izuku, and it makes him feel equal parts embarrassed and aroused. It made the situation seem so much more real. He was grabbing Izuku's ass. Worse yet? He was...really into it?)
[ They absolutely probably should have talked about it, but it's fine. They haven't talked about everything to do with Izuku, either...
They're getting better at kissing at least. It's now obvious their first kiss was a wooden, sucky thing. Just them slamming their mouths together and freezing. This is way better - both of them moving, nipping and licking and at one point sucking Katsuki's lower lip into his mouth between his teeth, scraping...
He's pretty willing to be picked up. Latches on easy, and yeah, then Katsuki's grabbing his ass and Izuku kind of squeaks. ]
It's okay if their first kiss sucked. Neither of them had been anticipating it so they could be cut some slack. This one was a hell of a lot better. He decides he likes Izuku's teeth. Had decided that a while ago.
Oh yes. Hell yeah. That squeak...He smirks, carrying Izuku over to the bed, and puts Izuku down against his back, crawling on top of him. He pulls Izuku up into the middle of the bed and settles against his body.
He breaks the kiss. In the candlelight, it's just dim enough for Katsuki's newly canine-like eyes to reflect down at Izuku. Red marks had appeared over his cheeks, making his face a bit more foxlike. His tails curl behind him.)
Doin' okay, Izuku?
oh what's the full pic of that one...if u remember...
[ The dim lighting doesn't bug Izuku. These days, he can see perfectly in the dark...although none of his other changes are visible just yet. That's...probably going to change when they start fucking in earnest. Right now, there's just those fangs, visible as he runs his tongue over them and his lip.
Like he wants to eat Katsuki, although he won't be feeding from his blood just now... ]
(Better than okay, frankly. Katsuki could see easily in the dark as well. If anything, Izuku looked better like this (damn it, he was really just letting himself think about Izuku being attractive now?). He watches Izuku lick his lower lip and realizes that he barely needed much incentive to work up to this point.
Izuku was just...
He stares at him for a moment, the reality of what they were about to do settling over him.)
[ Honestly, it didn't take Katsuki long to ask Izuku for sex, so yeah, he didn't need a whole lot of incentive, did he? Something to think about later. Right now, Izuku's looking up at him with green eyes gone so dark they're a deep forest... ]
Katsuki leans down and presses their mouths together in a firm kiss. To hear that Izuku trusted him, especially after everything...
Fuck. He kisses Izuku until his body is warmed up, his cock half-hard in his sweatpants. He breaks the kiss so that he could lean up and kiss Izuku's cheek, over those cute stupid freckles. Then the others just to balance things out.)
[ Izuku's not having any trouble getting hard, either. He's sort of - he knows what they're going to do, and Katsuki is still kind of manhandling him, and he thinks he likes that? He's still got his legs around Katsuki's waist, and he like. Tightens, pulling him down so their fronts rub up against one another. ]
(Katsuki definitely likes what they are doing. Kissing Izuku was kind of awesome. Better than fighting him and he can't help but wonder why they haven't been doing this sooner. He knew why. He knew all of the reasons why. He likes Izuku's legs around his waist, likes how they felt and how he could feel that defined muscle.
He makes this little gasping noise when they are pulled together. He grabs Izuku's hip and grinds against him. He rolls his hips against Izuku's until he could feel Izuku's cock as much as his own and he lets out this breathy little groan.
[ They have other focuses at home, and the idea of either of them asking for sex randomly is...well, er, laughable in a way? Though if we ever want to do a PSL where Katsuki asks to sleep together to blow off steam rather than confronting emotions, we can do that.
Right now, though, there's a quiet, softer sound out of Izuku. Like his breath was stolen away, eyes widening as Katsuki rolls his hips against him, and oh shit. Oh shit, he could totally come like this, eventually. Just the two of them rutting against one another. He knows he could. ]
Izuku sighing his name like that does something feral and instinctual to Katsuki. His face flushes and his hips stutter against Izuku's body. He could come just from this too - and he realizes that he could come from anything Izuku did. He was way more into this than he had thought he would be. So far, he had only ever been aroused by Izuku because of external conditions like Izuku's venom. He had just figured it was so painful because of that.
But now he realizes that most of that attraction was apparently completely natural. Whatever Izuku had put into his body during feeding just...brought it all to the surface in an instant and at the highest amount rather than producing it out of nothing.
He reluctantly breaks away from Izuku so that he could lean back onto his calves, panting quietly. He stares down at Izuku, at the appearance of him on his bed. He spreads his legs open a bit wider, thumbs stroking over the insides of his thighs.)
[ Izuku unhooks his legs, letting them fall to the sides. Reaches up to hook a hand over Katsuki's shoulder so he levers himself up. Essentially sitting up and ending up in Katsuki's lap, biting his lip a little bit as he looks up at the other hero from under his eyelashes.
Losing clothes. Right. Katsuki's already shirtless, and that hand trails down Katsuki's chest almost tentatively.
...Right. Katsuki asked for him to take off his shirt, and Izuku's hand drops to the hem of it, his other joining it as he pulls his shirt off from the bottom. Over his head, and just tossed aside somewhere on the floor. The shirt no longer matters. ]
(God damn it. When did the nerd get so ripped? Okay, no. He knew he was ripped. He has felt that body enough times and seen it in the bath plenty of times to know, objectively, Izuku was well-defined. He wasn't the lanky little twerp he used to be back in middle school. Neither of them were.
It was just entirely different seeing Izuku taking his shirt off in this lighting, in this situation. Fuck. He watches Izuku sit up with this whipped look on his face, like if Izuku asked him to jump, he would simply ask how high.
He couldn't look away. He thought he would spend this entire time staring away or closing his eyes, but he's fixated. Izuku was fucking pretty. Not like a girl though. Not at all like a girl. He was just...
Beautiful.
Katsuki keeps this information to himself. He becomes a little breathless with that hand trailing down his chest. That hand that could crush him without trying. Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Okay. Katsuki gathers Izuku into his arms then, pulling him the rest of the way onto his lap and he kisses him again. It's so much better with both of them topless. His hands roam Izuku's back shamelessly, feeling the defined shoulders and the narrow waist. Fuck. He really wanted this.)
[ It's almost embarrassing how fast Izuku gets fully hard. But he's sixteen and he's never done this with anyone and he knows they're going further, and it's Katsuki. His hands are always so damn warm, and they're running over Izuku's skin without crackling.
Kissing him is good. It keeps Izuku quiet...sort of. He pulls back, because he can't do this sort of thing without running his mouth, apparently. ]
I-I've been thinking, and um, I think I should probably ride you - ?
(Katsuki is just as hard. They were both young, they had a complex relationship, and this was their first time. It wasn't something he felt embarrassed about for either of their sake.
He misses the kissing the moment Izuku pulls away, but he stops and listens, planning to be an attentive as hell partner. Katsuki really would not do anything half-assed in his life including taking Izuku's ass.
Oh. Fuck.
That makes something combust inside of him and oh -no. On his palms too. Harmless little pops go off, the scent of gunpowder cutting through the softer smells from the candles. He's bright red now and this time, he is embarrassed. The last time he accidentally set off his explosions had been with Izuku when they were like...six.)
Shit. Sorry. (Goddamn it. Seriously? He should have immaculate control over himself. But then Izuku goes and says one thing about riding Katsuki? He smoothes his hands over Izuku's back to make sure he didn't actually cause any damage (he didn't) and then winds up settling them on the dip of Izuku's lower back.)
Are you sure? Why do you think that would be better? (He's not even being difficult. He's just...genuinely asking.)
T-that's why I said "at least to start"...and I don't think that's sexy, I'm just - it just makes sense, I just. Um. Might need some time to like...adjust...
By then I'll probably be too lost by the fact that you'll be on me. Do you seriously not realize how sexy the idea of you riding me is? We can do it...I just...Izuku...
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He kisses Izuku again, dipping him in the process. He rubs his tongue against Izuku's lower lip, hesitant and uncertain if this would be okay, but he kind of figures and hopes it will be okay. He would move them to the bed soon. Some part of him was just trying to get over the jitters of that moment.)
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Oh god why is he thinking about that right now...
His lips part, and Izuku pushes his tongue back, trying to figure out this new level of kissing. ]
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Oh well! He's licking into Izuku's mouth and immediately wraps his own tongue around Izuku's. He has wanted to kiss Izuku like this for weeks now. He relished the taste of Izuku, kissing him more thoroughly than a human would have been capable of. He kisses Izuku again and again, breaking their mouths apart just to change the angle or rub their tongues together. Again. Again. Until his own face is flushed and he feels a bubbling warmth dripping into his gut.
He slips his arms around Izuku, scooping him up off the ground and guiding his legs around his waist so that he could hold him up in the air. One hand winds up supporting Izuku by his ass, the first real-time he's felt a more intimate part of Izuku, and it makes him feel equal parts embarrassed and aroused. It made the situation seem so much more real. He was grabbing Izuku's ass. Worse yet? He was...really into it?)
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They're getting better at kissing at least. It's now obvious their first kiss was a wooden, sucky thing. Just them slamming their mouths together and freezing. This is way better - both of them moving, nipping and licking and at one point sucking Katsuki's lower lip into his mouth between his teeth, scraping...
He's pretty willing to be picked up. Latches on easy, and yeah, then Katsuki's grabbing his ass and Izuku kind of squeaks. ]
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It's okay if their first kiss sucked. Neither of them had been anticipating it so they could be cut some slack. This one was a hell of a lot better. He decides he likes Izuku's teeth. Had decided that a while ago.
Oh yes. Hell yeah. That squeak...He smirks, carrying Izuku over to the bed, and puts Izuku down against his back, crawling on top of him. He pulls Izuku up into the middle of the bed and settles against his body.
He breaks the kiss. In the candlelight, it's just dim enough for Katsuki's newly canine-like eyes to reflect down at Izuku. Red marks had appeared over his cheeks, making his face a bit more foxlike. His tails curl behind him.)
Doin' okay, Izuku?
oh what's the full pic of that one...if u remember...
Like he wants to eat Katsuki, although he won't be feeding from his blood just now... ]
Y-yeah. Are you...?
i will hunt for it!
(Better than okay, frankly. Katsuki could see easily in the dark as well. If anything, Izuku looked better like this (damn it, he was really just letting himself think about Izuku being attractive now?). He watches Izuku lick his lower lip and realizes that he barely needed much incentive to work up to this point.
Izuku was just...
He stares at him for a moment, the reality of what they were about to do settling over him.)
Hm...I'm glad it's gonna be with you.
<3
...M-me too. I, um. I trust you, Kacchan, so...
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Katsuki leans down and presses their mouths together in a firm kiss. To hear that Izuku trusted him, especially after everything...
Fuck. He kisses Izuku until his body is warmed up, his cock half-hard in his sweatpants. He breaks the kiss so that he could lean up and kiss Izuku's cheek, over those cute stupid freckles. Then the others just to balance things out.)
Can I...Start touching you?
this is my 23,000rd tag with izuku lmao
I think that was the idea?
a good 23,000rd tag
He makes this little gasping noise when they are pulled together. He grabs Izuku's hip and grinds against him. He rolls his hips against Izuku's until he could feel Izuku's cock as much as his own and he lets out this breathy little groan.
That's new.)
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Right now, though, there's a quiet, softer sound out of Izuku. Like his breath was stolen away, eyes widening as Katsuki rolls his hips against him, and oh shit. Oh shit, he could totally come like this, eventually. Just the two of them rutting against one another. He knows he could. ]
K-Katsuki -
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Izuku sighing his name like that does something feral and instinctual to Katsuki. His face flushes and his hips stutter against Izuku's body. He could come just from this too - and he realizes that he could come from anything Izuku did. He was way more into this than he had thought he would be. So far, he had only ever been aroused by Izuku because of external conditions like Izuku's venom. He had just figured it was so painful because of that.
But now he realizes that most of that attraction was apparently completely natural. Whatever Izuku had put into his body during feeding just...brought it all to the surface in an instant and at the highest amount rather than producing it out of nothing.
He reluctantly breaks away from Izuku so that he could lean back onto his calves, panting quietly. He stares down at Izuku, at the appearance of him on his bed. He spreads his legs open a bit wider, thumbs stroking over the insides of his thighs.)
Erm- do you want to take your shirt off for me?
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Losing clothes. Right. Katsuki's already shirtless, and that hand trails down Katsuki's chest almost tentatively.
...Right. Katsuki asked for him to take off his shirt, and Izuku's hand drops to the hem of it, his other joining it as he pulls his shirt off from the bottom. Over his head, and just tossed aside somewhere on the floor. The shirt no longer matters. ]
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It was just entirely different seeing Izuku taking his shirt off in this lighting, in this situation. Fuck. He watches Izuku sit up with this whipped look on his face, like if Izuku asked him to jump, he would simply ask how high.
He couldn't look away. He thought he would spend this entire time staring away or closing his eyes, but he's fixated. Izuku was fucking pretty. Not like a girl though. Not at all like a girl. He was just...
Beautiful.
Katsuki keeps this information to himself. He becomes a little breathless with that hand trailing down his chest. That hand that could crush him without trying. Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Okay. Katsuki gathers Izuku into his arms then, pulling him the rest of the way onto his lap and he kisses him again. It's so much better with both of them topless. His hands roam Izuku's back shamelessly, feeling the defined shoulders and the narrow waist. Fuck. He really wanted this.)
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Kissing him is good. It keeps Izuku quiet...sort of. He pulls back, because he can't do this sort of thing without running his mouth, apparently. ]
I-I've been thinking, and um, I think I should probably ride you - ?
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He misses the kissing the moment Izuku pulls away, but he stops and listens, planning to be an attentive as hell partner. Katsuki really would not do anything half-assed in his life including taking Izuku's ass.
Oh. Fuck.
That makes something combust inside of him and oh -no. On his palms too. Harmless little pops go off, the scent of gunpowder cutting through the softer smells from the candles. He's bright red now and this time, he is embarrassed. The last time he accidentally set off his explosions had been with Izuku when they were like...six.)
Shit. Sorry. (Goddamn it. Seriously? He should have immaculate control over himself. But then Izuku goes and says one thing about riding Katsuki? He smoothes his hands over Izuku's back to make sure he didn't actually cause any damage (he didn't) and then winds up settling them on the dip of Izuku's lower back.)
Are you sure? Why do you think that would be better? (He's not even being difficult. He's just...genuinely asking.)
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...moving on...
Izuku drops his forehead onto Katsuki's shoulder. Like looking at him is just too hard right now. ]
T-that way I can control the speed and force for how I t-take you in...at least to start...?
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He holds Izuku carefully when his head goes down.
how I take you in...
The words cycle around in Katsuki's head until he wants to faint. Fuck.)
You keep sayin' all these sexy things, Deku. Jesus.
(Show him some mercy?! He takes a deep breath.)
I think the point of me fucking you is that I control the speed and the force. I won't hurt you if that's what you're nervous about.
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[ They're both dying here, it's fine. ]
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You're talking about riding me. It's...
(Really sexy?! He can't say it though. Not again. He's only so strong. He drops his head down against Izuku's chest and groans quietly.)
If that's what you really want...
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Y-you can take over once you're all the way in!
[ They're both doing their best. ]
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By then I'll probably be too lost by the fact that you'll be on me. Do you seriously not realize how sexy the idea of you riding me is? We can do it...I just...Izuku...
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[ ...that is what he's saying, right... ]
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(Not for long? Damn, he doesn't know.)
We'll do it that way. (If he comes embarrassingly quick then that was just going to be something he has to die with.)
So...should...I start to- can I...
(Oh, great. He's going to die. He picks his head up and looks up at Izuku.)
Do you want me to...finger you?
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cw: breeding kink lmao
cw: assume bkdk are kinky morons
they were never going to have a vanilla sex life
it's very true
Re: it's very true
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?!?!?! I never got this tag.
i hate when that happens...!
dw is a lil brat sometimes
my discord isn't working at all ;o; JUST IN CASE U WERE WONDERING..it ain't letting me open it
super rude
Rudest
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