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[defendure]

[ Okay, he likes when Katsuki gets in his bossy bitch moods though. Hair tugging and all as Izuku swallows, eyes widening. He's not intimidated but...he's turned on, okay. ]

...you've always been my one and only, Kacchan.

[blondshell]

Nnn. I said say I'm your only possibility, dork.

(A harder tug! He was the one who confessed, damn it. And only because he was busted up inside after everything they discussed.)

[defendure]

[ He's half tempted to make Katsuki work harder for it, but...

...he doesn't want to. Katsuki still looks frazzled after all. ]

You're my only possibility.

[blondshell]

(Thank goodness for that. Katsuki had already been upset enough earlier about everything. Listen, Izuku, he just really hates the idea of you being with anyone else, okay. The feeling may not be mutual, but damn it if it doesn't make him feel immensely relieved all the same when Izuku says that.

One day he hopes to convince Izuku of that too but for now, he relaxes visibly and leans down to press their mouths together, feeling a pleasant skip in his chest.)

[defendure]

[ Izuku pulls him down more so he can go off tiptoe to the flat of his feet. Making Katsuki lean down that distance for it even though his head is still pulled back, pushing closer to Katsuki like he'd like to melt into him.

There's a flicker of hunger in his gut... ]

[blondshell]

(Katsuki leans down to him to close that space. He curves his tails around them and opens his mouth against Izuku's so that he could sink his tongue in against Izuku's.)

[defendure]

[ How many tails is he up to now? Izuku makes a desperate little noise into the kiss, feeling a hint of fang start to drop into his mouth. ]

[blondshell]

(A generous amount of four now. So they fan out comfortably behind him. He feels lucky as hell.)

Do you wanna feed?

[defendure]

Y-yeah...but what about them?

[ He jerks his head at the house because. They did just abandon themselves. ]

[blondshell]

Oh- well.

(Right. That's kind of rude, isn't it. He sighs, rubbing a hand against the back of his neck.)

Well...We can just...(...He wants to do it now.)

Erm. I guess wait...?

[defendure]

[ They totally could wait, but Izuku makes a tiny displeased face at that because the incubus part of him really wants to seal the deal... ]

...They're us anyway.

[blondshell]

If they're us, then they're probably already doing what we're doing right now.

(Just being realistic!)

[defendure]

I actually might be too worried about, er, us? I mean. He might be. The other me.

[ Because Izuku would be concerned if he were him - ]

[blondshell]

What.

(The hell.)

What, do you think you in the other room would be worried about us?

[defendure]

I can almost guarantee you I'm in there rambling about you and I to future you?

[ You know he's right... ]

[blondshell]

Well, yeah. That's a given. (It does make him wonder if future them were married. He's still kind of worried given everything that was exchanged, but like...)

We can just go back in and check?

[defendure]

Um. Are you okay if we do?

[ He's willing to not if Katsuki needs more time alone. ]

[blondshell]

Yeah, that's okay. I uh. (He looks mildly embarrassed.) I didn't...really think I'd get this far, so.

[defendure]

[ Izuku...giggles. Just a bit. Look... ]

Um, you can get pretty much anywhere with me, Kacchan. Um - I'm allowed to, uh...I mean, it's okay to tell people, right?

[blondshell]

Yeah, I think I realize that now.

(Haa-- his brows raise up.)

You better fuckin' tell people.

[defendure]

Well there's two people we can tell right now?

[ ...maybe that's part of why he wants to go inside. ]

[blondshell]

What if...

(The two in there aren't together though? His brows furrow together but then he shakes his head because yeah, yeah he knows he shouldn't worry about that.)

Okay, yeah. Let's do it.

[defendure]

[ Izuku nods rapidly, taking Katsuki's hand to pull him back to the door. ]

Do you want to say it or should I - ?

[blondshell]

Erm...You can say it?

(He has no damn idea how he would even get it out without combusting on the spot. Still, Izuku's enthusiasm is kind of endearing as hell. He walks in after him.)

[defendure]

[ He's enthusiastic but also...nervous. Embarrassed? He's flushed but he doesn't drop Katsuki's hand as he pulls him in through the back door and the kitchen and into their living room. ]

Um, sorry for the shouting earlier...