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(It takes Katsuki a minute to realize what Izuku is getting at. Then he remembers Izuku saying that he wanted Katsuki's cum specifically. His face blooms red and whatever swagger he had is lost because holy fuck. He withdraws from Izuku and moves to sit back against his pillows.)

So. Uh. You want to suck me off? (A miracle that one of them could say it?)

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D-don't just say it?!

[ ............Izuku. You are here to have sex together. That is literally the whole point of this. ]

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(Katsuki just stares at Izuku, blinking slowly.)

...But that's what you want to do - right?

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D-don't - I mean -

[ Hang on he is covering his face with his hands as he expires. Katsuki is gonna have to be a necrophiliac. ]

[blondshell]

...Oi. Nerd.

(He shifts forward onto his knees and lightly grabs Izuku's wrists, tugging his hands away from his face. He peers at his face.)

It's fine. It's just me. I want this too. You don't have to freak out.

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[ Katsuki uncovers a bright red face. Makes those freckles pop somehow. Wide green eyes. The hint of those fangs, which seem to get more pronounced whenever he's...excited. Or hungry. Other times they're barely there...

Still looks like Izuku. His nerdy, anxious childhood friend, who looks so fucking overwhelmed with his own desire he can't function. Like he's constantly two seconds away from panicking the hell out of bed. Telling him not to freak out has never really been super effective for some reason... ]

K-Kacchan. [ Breathed out. Shit. ] I, um. I don't know if it'll be good.

[blondshell]

(...What the hell. He really does look like his childhood playmate. Sweeter, better though. In a light that Katsuki would have never thought he of all people would get to see.

Hm. He leans forward and kisses Izuku's forehead. Then both of his cheeks and the tip of his nose before he kisses him on his mouth.)

Then I'll tell you what to do and you'll get better. I've never been blown so it's not like I have anything to compare to.

(He kisses him again and holds his face between his palms, staring at him coolly.)

You of all people should know that being bad at something at first doesn't mean shit. Besides, I doubt you'll be bad. (He pulls lightly at Izuku's cheeks.) You're good with running your stupid mouth so I'm sure it'll come to you naturally.

[defendure]

[ The kissing is nice. He likes the kissing. Goes quiet when it happens - has Katsuki finally discovered a cure for his mumbling? - although he pouts when Katsuki starts tugging at his cheeks. Grips Katsuki's wrists. ]

O-okay... [ This is all a little scary. It would be scarier, he thinks, without Katsuki being on the other end, though. ]

You can. You can do...the fingers...while I...?

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...Do...the fingers?

(It will soon be his turn to break his brain open.)

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I - did you not want to - ?

[ Izuku he just didn't understand you. ]

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That's not what I said! I just- what the fuck are you asking for?! Use your damn words!

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W- well - the prep - ?

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O-Oh.

(Yeah. Duh. Fuck. What the hell. He's so glad they were both virgins.)

While you're going down on me? That won't uh - be distracting?

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I-it might be good if we're distracted?

[ At least a little bit. ]

[blondshell]

Okay. (Sure. Yes.)

I guess so. How do you want me to lay?

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Um.

[ He didn't this this far ahead. ]

I was thinking that - you sitting up would be able to reach better? But um maybe logistically we should be more like - 69 -

[blondshell]

(These idiots. They really have spent the past five minutes talking logistics.)

Uh. For me, yeah, but I don't know if you're that flexible, Deku. (So...) 69...is probably better.

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[ Just in case anyone was wondering if they were both nerds? They definitely are. Amazing they're both into nerds!! ]

I'm flexible!

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Flexible enough to suck my dick with your ass up in the air for me to finger while I'm sitting up?

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I don't know?!?! I've never tried this specific thing before Kacchan!!!

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NEITHER HAVE I, DEKU?!

(He's going! To! Kill them both! He's grabbing his hair, huffing.)

Just! Fucking! Go down on me!

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W-why is this suddenly an argument?!?!

[ Because idiocy. ]

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It's not!

(He's just...! Nervous?!)

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[ Oooooh my God.

Can he just kiss Katsuki to calm him down? ]

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(Please do. It will instantly work. And instantly get Katsuki to relax against the bed, his hands flickering back up towards Izuku's face to kiss him back. Mmph.)