(Katsuki's somehow not even surprised. Maybe some part of him felt comfortable around his own self and the other iteration of Izuku. Or maybe some part of him just wanted someone to see Izuku wanting him specifically. He's not really sure, and he doesn't examine the feeling too closely. He just rubs his fingers at the base of Izuku's skull in this silently encouraging sort of way.)
[ Izuku doesn't have obvious things like the fox ears or tails or markings...but he opens his mouth and lets his fangs sink into Katsuki's neck, his eyes glowing an eerie green as he lets go of his "normal" appearance... ]
(He knew what was coming and yet he still makes a sharp gasp of surprise, his body tensing up for just a second before he forces himself to relax. He doesn't push Izuku away or asks him to stop. Instead, his eyes drift to the older Izuku's gaze and he realizes with a pulsing ache that...he wanted their future selves to see them like this. Was it so weird? To want to put on a show for yourself?)
[ Izuku has a lot building up inside him. He hadn't been sure which of them would eventually crack and tell the truth. It was scary for either of them to risk it, and of course they'd be fighting when it happened...but he doesn't want Katsuki to have to take every step alone. He's not quite sure how to balance it out, but he feels like publicly claiming him (in a safe and controlled way with just themselves) might help.
He's not just being nice and giving Katsuki a chance. He isn't sure if Katsuki totally believes it yet, but he's shifting, turning fully into Katsuki but not totally climbing into his lap so much as straddling one leg or starting to.
His older counterpart flushes, but mostly looks amused. ]
(It probably would help a little. There had been a lot from their fight that hadn't really been resolved or alleviated. Maybe some part of Katsuki did feel a bit like this was hard to believe or that he was just here at the right time and place.
Having Izuku being a little possessive of him? It was nice. It relieves some of the hurt and his ears flick up at the sensation of those teeth. His hands hover before sliding over Izuku's hips, gripping him firmly.)
[ Right time, right place...maybe there are elements of that with any couple, but Izuku meant it when he said it wouldn't work with anyone else and someday Katsuki will simply have to believe him or not. Izuku and Katsuki have different ways of dealing with their own emotions and Izuku won't be able to process things in the same way as Katsuki to make him feel more secure about it - all he can do is hope that someday Katsuki trusts him about what he's saying.
He's never given Katsuki a reason to distrust him with anything other than his own well-being, anyway. Izuku might lie about if he's okay or not, but he's never lied about how he feels about Katsuki - not directly. The new mental connection should help to reinforce that. Katsuki would probably be able to sense a lie, or something so half hearted as an opportunistic relationship that could easily be tossed aside.
There's nothing in Izuku like that. It's open affection mingled with hungry desire...well, okay, there's a faint and fading edge of embarrassment at their audience, but it's almost enitrely gone now.
His older counterpart shifts on the other couch as Izuku pushes up against Katsuki more directly, knee pressing between his legs to test where he's at. ]
(It was a bit like what Izuku had said earlier. Katsuki was a sore loser. That and he had revealed so much about his own feelings. Maybe some part of him had wanted Izuku to fight harder to prove he liked him just as much. Or that he wanted to know he was as all-consuming to Izuku as Izuku was to him.
He felt carefully guarded, mentally and physically, all too aware of their company and the delicate nature of the situation. He did know that Izuku wouldn't toss them aside. He knew Izuku wouldn't lie to him.
What he did let ease through their connection was a bit of low-burning desire. There's the slightest tinge of nerves but whether it's from them making a scene in front of themselves or the newness of their relationship was impossible to tell.
He's not fully hard, but he's far from soft, already aching a bit between his legs. The idea of pushing Izuku away and reminding him that they aren't alone flickers through his mind but only for a split second because he realizes he doesn't actually care. His eyes shut and he focuses instead on the feeling of Izuku feeding from him, what that made him feel like. He lets go of his worries about the equality of things and focuses solely on the physical.)
[ Izuku forces himself to let go. His fangs slide out as he rests his forehead against Katsuki's shoulder, panting, his knee easing up.
He senses a guarded mind and nerves. There's the desire, too, but the other two things matter to him. The idea of forcing Katsuki into something he's wary about is anathema to him, so Izuku tries to steady himself against his boyfriend, realizing he's pushed a bit far without thinking about it, drawn in by the scent and warmth of the blond.
It's not something Izuku can get under control immediately, swearing very softly as he shudders. That wasn't enough feeding, but concern and love for Katsuki matters more than hunger. He can wait, he just needs a minute...
Or more than that, but he doesn't move away, just stops grinding against Katsuki as he hides his face and tries to get his fangs to retract. It's not really something he's had to do before so it's not quite working out for him. ]
Kacchan...sorry. Wasn't thinking...you just smell like...
(It always felt a little strange when Izuku let go. His hands automatically slide up Izuku's back and despite everything, his concern for Izuku spikes up. Denying one's self of what they need...He tips his head and rests a hand against the back of Izuku's.
Izuku's concern and love could be felt, and it's strange and surreal but softens something inside of Katsuki and he realizes that they would be okay. He was having nerves and anxiety over a complicated relationship, sure, but at the end of the day, he knew Izuku loved him the way Katsuki loved him. He knew they would match each other once things settled.
He kisses the side of Izuku's head and just...holds him.)
It's okay. You don't need to stop. They don't mind...(He looks over at their older selves, eyes sharp.)
Yeah, he is. (A simple answer. He's used enough to it that he doesn't really think too much about it. It's something Izuku needed to live.)
It's something to do with him being a myth.
(An incubus style myth, but like, you know. He's somehow not surprised that future Izuku is asking. Future Katsuki looks a bit like he's in a trance and Katsuki can't even blame the guy.)
But uh...(He clears his throat. Then...just pulls Izuku more completely into his lap. He encourages him by pushing his head against his neck.)
Whenever he feeds, there is a component that makes me...(God it's embarrassing to say to himself! But Izuku's life sustenance is more important than being prudent.)
Aroused. So, you assholes can leave if that makes you uncomfortable. (A beat...) Or stay. I don't give a shit, but Izuku has to feed.
(He turns his head a bit, kissing the top of Izuku's head.)
[ The affectionately shortened version of his name is absurdly cute. Izuku is fine with Deku these days, but he kind of likes how Katsuki keeps slipping that "Zuku" in without making a big deal out of it.
And honestly future Izuku is probably very interested in how his younger self feeds on blood and sexual energy...
"Does he also feed on the energy? If so, us staying might not be a bad idea..."
(It just came naturally to him. One of those small tokens of easy affection.)
I'm not sure how it works. (...) We've never...had him feed on me in front of anyone before.
(But it would make sense that a feeding in front of others may give Izuku more energy. Especially if...
A soft groan leaves him when Izuku sinks his teeth back in and a flush rises to his face. Future Katsuki had slipped his own arm around the waist of his husband, tugging him a little closer. Just...because. It was hot seeing Izuku feeding on himself, okay!)
(And if future Katsuki wants to slide his hand up against his husband's side, fingers trailing under his shirt...That's just to relax. That's what they would be doing anyway.
Present Katsuki meanwhile is grumbling and then he tugs off his shirt and throws it aside. Now that they were going, he's already more than half hard.)
You're only saying that because you're a biased pervert.
(Said with teasing affection. He liked that Izuku was so into his chest. He could relate. He could die happy between Izuku's thighs or on his ass. He just had an objectively perfect body - but waist down was exceptional.)
("The hell do you mean by that?" Except Katsuki gets what he means because a beat later: "You can always take it off if you want it off so bad."
Katsuki blushes hotly when his nipple is tweaked.)
In your dreams-
(No, he was absolutely as bad. He seizes Izuku and flips them over on the couch, laying Izuku beneath him. He brings their mouths together, a rush of want pouring out of him and right through their link into Izuku.)
[ Is that permission for the adult Izuku to rip a shirt in half? If not, oh well. He's assuming it is. Goodbye shirt, Katsuki can be shirtless until further notice. Both of them.
Izuku doesn't bother to pull away to respond. His fangs do catch on Katsuki's lip, though. ]
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He's not just being nice and giving Katsuki a chance. He isn't sure if Katsuki totally believes it yet, but he's shifting, turning fully into Katsuki but not totally climbing into his lap so much as straddling one leg or starting to.
His older counterpart flushes, but mostly looks amused. ]
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Having Izuku being a little possessive of him? It was nice. It relieves some of the hurt and his ears flick up at the sensation of those teeth. His hands hover before sliding over Izuku's hips, gripping him firmly.)
tragically I'm falling asleep...
He's never given Katsuki a reason to distrust him with anything other than his own well-being, anyway. Izuku might lie about if he's okay or not, but he's never lied about how he feels about Katsuki - not directly. The new mental connection should help to reinforce that. Katsuki would probably be able to sense a lie, or something so half hearted as an opportunistic relationship that could easily be tossed aside.
There's nothing in Izuku like that. It's open affection mingled with hungry desire...well, okay, there's a faint and fading edge of embarrassment at their audience, but it's almost enitrely gone now.
His older counterpart shifts on the other couch as Izuku pushes up against Katsuki more directly, knee pressing between his legs to test where he's at. ]
Re: tragically I'm falling asleep...
He felt carefully guarded, mentally and physically, all too aware of their company and the delicate nature of the situation. He did know that Izuku wouldn't toss them aside. He knew Izuku wouldn't lie to him.
What he did let ease through their connection was a bit of low-burning desire. There's the slightest tinge of nerves but whether it's from them making a scene in front of themselves or the newness of their relationship was impossible to tell.
He's not fully hard, but he's far from soft, already aching a bit between his legs. The idea of pushing Izuku away and reminding him that they aren't alone flickers through his mind but only for a split second because he realizes he doesn't actually care. His eyes shut and he focuses instead on the feeling of Izuku feeding from him, what that made him feel like. He lets go of his worries about the equality of things and focuses solely on the physical.)
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He senses a guarded mind and nerves. There's the desire, too, but the other two things matter to him. The idea of forcing Katsuki into something he's wary about is anathema to him, so Izuku tries to steady himself against his boyfriend, realizing he's pushed a bit far without thinking about it, drawn in by the scent and warmth of the blond.
It's not something Izuku can get under control immediately, swearing very softly as he shudders. That wasn't enough feeding, but concern and love for Katsuki matters more than hunger. He can wait, he just needs a minute...
Or more than that, but he doesn't move away, just stops grinding against Katsuki as he hides his face and tries to get his fangs to retract. It's not really something he's had to do before so it's not quite working out for him. ]
Kacchan...sorry. Wasn't thinking...you just smell like...
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(It always felt a little strange when Izuku let go. His hands automatically slide up Izuku's back and despite everything, his concern for Izuku spikes up. Denying one's self of what they need...He tips his head and rests a hand against the back of Izuku's.
Izuku's concern and love could be felt, and it's strange and surreal but softens something inside of Katsuki and he realizes that they would be okay. He was having nerves and anxiety over a complicated relationship, sure, but at the end of the day, he knew Izuku loved him the way Katsuki loved him. He knew they would match each other once things settled.
He kisses the side of Izuku's head and just...holds him.)
It's okay. You don't need to stop. They don't mind...(He looks over at their older selves, eyes sharp.)
Right?
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Future Izuku doesn't mind, he just has questions and looks like he wants to take notes.
Izuku licks over the puncture wounds. ]
If I don't stop, I'll need even more...haven't had a full meal in a few days.
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It's something to do with him being a myth.
(An incubus style myth, but like, you know. He's somehow not surprised that future Izuku is asking. Future Katsuki looks a bit like he's in a trance and Katsuki can't even blame the guy.)
But uh...(He clears his throat. Then...just pulls Izuku more completely into his lap. He encourages him by pushing his head against his neck.)
Whenever he feeds, there is a component that makes me...(God it's embarrassing to say to himself! But Izuku's life sustenance is more important than being prudent.)
Aroused. So, you assholes can leave if that makes you uncomfortable. (A beat...) Or stay. I don't give a shit, but Izuku has to feed.
(He turns his head a bit, kissing the top of Izuku's head.)
Go ahead, 'zuku. Eat up.
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And honestly future Izuku is probably very interested in how his younger self feeds on blood and sexual energy...
"Does he also feed on the energy? If so, us staying might not be a bad idea..."
Izuku's teeth sink in again. ]
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I'm not sure how it works. (...) We've never...had him feed on me in front of anyone before.
(But it would make sense that a feeding in front of others may give Izuku more energy. Especially if...
A soft groan leaves him when Izuku sinks his teeth back in and a flush rises to his face. Future Katsuki had slipped his own arm around the waist of his husband, tugging him a little closer. Just...because. It was hot seeing Izuku feeding on himself, okay!)
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Izuku presses his knee in again, one hand trailing down Katsuki's chest. Ugh, shirt. ]
This is in the way...
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Present Katsuki meanwhile is grumbling and then he tugs off his shirt and throws it aside. Now that they were going, he's already more than half hard.)
That better?
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I don't think you need to own shirts. [ Okay this isn't quite true but Izuku laps at the puncture mark again, just a bit petulant. ]
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(Said with teasing affection. He liked that Izuku was so into his chest. He could relate. He could die happy between Izuku's thighs or on his ass. He just had an objectively perfect body - but waist down was exceptional.)
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Present Izuku tweaks one of Katsuki's nipples. ]
I think you're as bad as I am!
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Katsuki blushes hotly when his nipple is tweaked.)
In your dreams-
(No, he was absolutely as bad. He seizes Izuku and flips them over on the couch, laying Izuku beneath him. He brings their mouths together, a rush of want pouring out of him and right through their link into Izuku.)
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Izuku doesn't bother to pull away to respond. His fangs do catch on Katsuki's lip, though. ]