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[ That's fine, doesn't he want to feed Izuku? Because Izuku is very obviously planning to swallow here.

He can't go more than halfway down currently but there's plenty of time to practice that...later.

Incidentally his eyes are like glowing slightly but it's probably fine. ]

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Fuck-

(Nope. Not gonna last at all. It's embarrassing, but also, they have been kind of teasing each other for about thirty minutes now in between their dumb little breakdowns.)

Izuku, I'm-

(He rushes to try and warn him but he's new to this so...He winds up hitting his orgasm a bit harder and faster than even he anticipates, shooting a hot, thick type of cum that wasn't too dissimilar to human cum, but still notably thicker and sweeter in taste.)

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[ Izuku swallows it down. Keeps sucking Katsuki off through it, and then after, like he thinks he'll get more that way...

Are Katsuki's eyes open? ]

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(He's gonna die. Happy. He'll die happy. He's leaking into his lap from the natural lubrication of his cock. That's about when it starts to swell up at the base. Just a little. It didn't look so weird externally, but internally it would no doubt successfully keep him locked inside of someone.

They're open now, in partially lidded slits.)

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[ Then he gets to see an active change in Izuku's appearance as he actually drinks Katsuki down the first time. A ripple on his back, tattooed batlike wings swimming to the surface and then unfurling off his skin. Small little horns in his hair jutting out just a bit. Seems like he looks less human during sex now?

He's only going to pull off when he's sure Katsuki is done, and by then Izuku looks more than a little feral. ]

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(...Holy shit. Holy shit.

Katsuki's eyes widen and his own appearance has changed a bit. There are more red marks swirling over his face and across his shoulders and biceps. His pupils have turned into slits, his own fangs extended, ears more prominent. He looks on high alert.

The most striking thing is the insatiable urge to do anything and everything for Izuku. If Izuku told him to bark, he would without even thinking about it.)

I want you. (Obviously, but like. More than he even realized.)

You look- fuckin' incredible. Come here. (Let him kiss you.)

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[ Izuku's licking his lips and without even thinking twice he gets into Katsuki's lap again, dragging him down for a kiss.

He feels like he's about to go crazy. Nicks Katsuki's lip a hair with his fangs, but no venom. ]

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(It seemed to do something to Katsuki as well. Maybe it was just sheer attraction or the fact that he didn't get to bury his knot in Izuku, but he feels somehow hornier now than he did before - despite having just gotten off. He kisses Izuku back, desperately, and slides their tongues together.

He slides his other hand down a few times over his own cock, following his natural instinct to gather up the lubricant there and slick it over his fingers. He presses one against Izuku's hole and eases it in, pushing it all the way up to the third knuckle, twisting it.)

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[ Izuku's sweats are still on so Katsuki's going to have to shove those down enough. He's also going to have to brush down past something different there - feels like a tail? Thin and smooth. ]

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(The sweats are easy enough to get around. The tail though gets a pause from Katsuki. Still, he continues on to the point, invested in fingering Izuku. But his other hand slides around and his fingers loop around the base of Izuku's tail. He smirks against Izuku's mouth, pleased to know he wasn't the only one with a tail.)

Guess we both got new bodies.

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[ Hey, fun fact: the base of his tail is incredibly sensitive and it's hard to tell if the reason Izuku half sobbed against Katsuki right now is one thing or the other... ]

Kacchan...s-stop -

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(Oh?

A shit-eating grin appears on Katsuki's face. That noise was incredible.)

What's that? Something wrong?

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Y-you need to get hard now...

[ Fuck Prep.

Speaking of, Izuku does feel...slicker down there. Maybe Katsuki isn't the only one with lubricat. ]

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Not gonna take much longer.

(He was already half-hard again. It was a blessing being a sixteen-year-old boy with incredible stamina and additional magic horniness at play. He moves his mouth to Izuku's neck, nipping at the skin and mouthing there, sucking at Izuku. If Izuku couldn't bite him this time then he would bite him first.)

At all.

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[ Technically Izuku could totally bite him he just doesn't want to (well he does but not. Yet.) ]

K-Kacchan...you taste so good it feels like - like - an energy drink...

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(Not their first time. But definitely probably their second time...!)

You really like this, don't you?

(He smirks broadly. Removes his finger and pulls Izuku over his cock. He pulls him down by his hips and sinks into Izuku in one smooth motion. He marvels over the luck of it, or maybe it wasn't that complicated to begin with.)

How about that, Izuku?

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[ Glad they both think prep is stupid. Izuku had managed to kick off his pants impatiently so there's no barriers to it as Katsuki pulls him down.

It is still a stretch, but Izuku doesn't care. His pain tolerance has always been pretty insane anyway...he's shaking a little, but it's more from want than anything else. ]

Kacchan. Fuck me already!

[ Oh so he's swearing now... ]

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(Between hearing Izuku call his nickname like that on top of being inside of him and the beg to get fucked, Katsuki feels like he's just experiencing one exceptionally realistic wet dream.

Who is he to deny Izuku? He shifts down a bit, grabs Izuku by both of his hips, and proceeds to fuck up into Izuku, fucking into that tight, sensational heat, and between Izuku's naturally wet body and his own, prep really didn't seem to be all that necessary at all.

He makes a feral snarling noise, closer to a beast than that of a boy, and his claws dig hard enough into Izuku's flesh that he's drawing blood. He doesn't stop. Just bucks his hips again and again.)

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[ Neither of them is going to walk out of this room without bruises and hickeys and blood. They've always been passionate about one another but they've never explored this particular release for it...

Izuku is trying really really hard not to bite Katsuki's neck. That means he keeps biting him elsewhere. His shoulder. The top of his chest. The side if his jaw.

His fangs break skin a few times, but be doesn't latch on. ]

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(Absolutely not. Between Katsuki's normal personality and the enhanced kitsune elements of his new body, he was desperate to leave his mark on Izuku one way or another. There was so much to explore with each other's bodies.

He had fought Izuku more times than he could remember. They made an incredible team because of it. They always seemed to know the exact movement each other was going to make. They studied each other obsessively and apparently that spilled over into their sex life.

At some point, Katsuki leans forward to change their position if he's allowed, hoping to get Izuku onto his beack.)

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[ It's allowed. Izuku can try the riding thing another time when he isn't almost coming to pieces - besides, this might give Katsuki a better angle to move at... ]

Ngh - K-Kacchan - it's not quite -

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(He doesn't stop to ask what Izuku means. Instead, he hikes those legs up around his hips and starts to slam into Izuku, fucking him in earnest. He doesn't think to angle it a certain way, but the position allows him to fuck Izuku directly against his prostate.)

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[ That's exactly what he meant and Izuku cries out, loudly. ]

There.

[ He's pretty demanding right now... ]

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(Katsuki can do that. He's a perfectionist and that was apparently going to spill over into his sex life with Izuku. He holds Izuku down with one hand and uses the other to hold up Izuku's hips so that he could hit Izuku's sweet spot with every thrust, his movements exact and pounding.)

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[ Izuku's pretty close since he didn't take the edge off for himself, so to speak...

But once he comes, gasping, he'll cling tighter. Demands in confused earnest statements that Katsuki not stop yet. ]