CW: entire thread will contain underage sexual content/conversations
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blondshell
2022-05-25 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
(This was getting fucking ridiculous.
Katsuki was over it. The purple lightning was the last straw. He doesn't sleep the entire night after which is unusual for Katsuki. He's feeling antsy, pissed, and fed up with this place as much as he was fed up with whatever bizarre tango Izuku and he have been thrust into. It's just sex. People had sex all of the time.
He just had never applied that possibility to himself. He was completely disinterested (okay, not completely, there had been a few nights...But it was never a priority for him!). He didn't want this to be something that weighed on either of them while they are attempting to grow as people. As heroes. It was getting in the way of their concentration which was stupid. So, naturally, Katsuki decided to make the practical choice.
That's what he is telling himself as he paces a ditch in his own room. Just treat it like a workout. A necessary evil. Except it wasn't evil in the slightest and he had always speculated his first time being with...with the nerd. Loathe though he was to admit it, he had never actually really considered anyone else or thought about anyone else in terms of real-life execution. It was always the nerd. Not that he'd admit that. He would rather die, thanks!
But apparently not really, because he was leaving his room and storming his way over to Izuku's. He doesn't knock. He just kicks the door in and invites himself in.)
Oi. Nerd. We need to talk.
Katsuki was over it. The purple lightning was the last straw. He doesn't sleep the entire night after which is unusual for Katsuki. He's feeling antsy, pissed, and fed up with this place as much as he was fed up with whatever bizarre tango Izuku and he have been thrust into. It's just sex. People had sex all of the time.
He just had never applied that possibility to himself. He was completely disinterested (okay, not completely, there had been a few nights...But it was never a priority for him!). He didn't want this to be something that weighed on either of them while they are attempting to grow as people. As heroes. It was getting in the way of their concentration which was stupid. So, naturally, Katsuki decided to make the practical choice.
That's what he is telling himself as he paces a ditch in his own room. Just treat it like a workout. A necessary evil. Except it wasn't evil in the slightest and he had always speculated his first time being with...with the nerd. Loathe though he was to admit it, he had never actually really considered anyone else or thought about anyone else in terms of real-life execution. It was always the nerd. Not that he'd admit that. He would rather die, thanks!
But apparently not really, because he was leaving his room and storming his way over to Izuku's. He doesn't knock. He just kicks the door in and invites himself in.)
Oi. Nerd. We need to talk.
Edited 2022-05-25 19:09 (UTC)
[ Izuku might need to invest in a lock on his door at some point. Their cozy hobbit home doesn't have a lot in the way of door locks inside, for some reason? Or Izuku just doesn't...lock his door, although he doesn't think it would help much with Katsuki, who for some reason likes to kick doors open dramatically rather than knocking, or even opening them with his hand. ]
Kacchan! I told you to stop kicking the doors open...it leaves scuff marks!
[ Look, Katsuki has important things to discuss but first Izuku has to fuss about what he just did. Why did you do that! ]
Kacchan! I told you to stop kicking the doors open...it leaves scuff marks!
[ Look, Katsuki has important things to discuss but first Izuku has to fuss about what he just did. Why did you do that! ]
That ain't my fuckin' problem, Deku.
(He was on a mission, Izuku! Doors were in his way from achieving his goal! Maybe leave your doors open. Consider that?! He moves into Izuku's room and sits promptly on the edge of Izuku's bed, flopping backward with his arms under his head. Just making himself at home.)
You're not doing anything anyway so why the hell do you care? Just paint your door darker and you won't need to bitch 'bout scuff marks.
(He was on a mission, Izuku! Doors were in his way from achieving his goal! Maybe leave your doors open. Consider that?! He moves into Izuku's room and sits promptly on the edge of Izuku's bed, flopping backward with his arms under his head. Just making himself at home.)
You're not doing anything anyway so why the hell do you care? Just paint your door darker and you won't need to bitch 'bout scuff marks.
Kacchan...if you keep kicking my door open, you're not gonna be allowed in my room. It's that simple!
[ Don't TEST him, mister...anyway, he scoots a bit to make room on the bed. Looks like all he was doing was reading a book, anyway, so he's not doing anything super critical, but still! ]
[ Don't TEST him, mister...anyway, he scoots a bit to make room on the bed. Looks like all he was doing was reading a book, anyway, so he's not doing anything super critical, but still! ]
Are you gonna keep bitchin' about the stupid door when I'm here for a serious conversation?!
(He didn't buy it for a second. He rolls over and proceeds to just grab the book from Izuku's hands and tosses it to the side. He's so rude sometimes. Becoming a kitsune had also made him feel much needier about Izuku's attention too which was saying something since he was already a nightmare about that.)
If you're using me as a blood bag then you let me into your room.
(He didn't buy it for a second. He rolls over and proceeds to just grab the book from Izuku's hands and tosses it to the side. He's so rude sometimes. Becoming a kitsune had also made him feel much needier about Izuku's attention too which was saying something since he was already a nightmare about that.)
If you're using me as a blood bag then you let me into your room.
[ Okay. Wow. Izuku snaps his finger, pointing at the door. ]
Kacchan, get out. It shouldn't be that big an ask to ask you to stop kicking my door open whenever you want! I don't mind you coming in, or I wouldn't, but you're being really rude about it when I'm asking you to just use the door knob!
[ It's a small! Ask! For some respect! He doesn't tell Katsuki to get out normally but he has asked so many times the past week for Katsuki to operate the door like a normal human being... ]
Kacchan, get out. It shouldn't be that big an ask to ask you to stop kicking my door open whenever you want! I don't mind you coming in, or I wouldn't, but you're being really rude about it when I'm asking you to just use the door knob!
[ It's a small! Ask! For some respect! He doesn't tell Katsuki to get out normally but he has asked so many times the past week for Katsuki to operate the door like a normal human being... ]
(Did he just snap at him?!)
I'm not a fuckin' dog! (He was, but like, wow!)
Oh my fucking god. Are you seriously kicking me out right now?! I'm tryin' to talk to you about something!
I'm not a fuckin' dog! (He was, but like, wow!)
Oh my fucking god. Are you seriously kicking me out right now?! I'm tryin' to talk to you about something!
Don't fuckin' bother.
(Katsuki gets off of Izuku's bed and proceeds to storm out of his room. Before he leaves, he maturely slams the door shut behind him. Eat Shit, Deku!)
(Katsuki gets off of Izuku's bed and proceeds to storm out of his room. Before he leaves, he maturely slams the door shut behind him. Eat Shit, Deku!)
(As if Izuku wasn't annoying! Damn idiot...
Katsuki fumes about this for the rest of the night. But of course, morning comes, and he goes for his morning jog and work-out. By the time he's back to cook breakfast, he's pretty much over it.
These two had too many fights in their lifetime for any of the smaller ones to do anything at all. He makes a mental note to use Izuku's door more respectfully.
He doesn't talk to Izuku until later in the day. As he's passing him in the hall, he reaches out and grabs Izuku by his bicep. Lightly.)
We still need to talk.
Katsuki fumes about this for the rest of the night. But of course, morning comes, and he goes for his morning jog and work-out. By the time he's back to cook breakfast, he's pretty much over it.
These two had too many fights in their lifetime for any of the smaller ones to do anything at all. He makes a mental note to use Izuku's door more respectfully.
He doesn't talk to Izuku until later in the day. As he's passing him in the hall, he reaches out and grabs Izuku by his bicep. Lightly.)
We still need to talk.
[ They argue about small things all the time. Izuku doesn't really go out of his way to chase Katsuki down either - just lets him cool off and figures they'll talk when they need to. Katsuki knows exactly when Izuku gets hungry after all. ]
Are you agreeing to stop kicking my door open? [ ...with potential future negotiations on it being allowed if Katsuki's hands were full with Izuku, but that isn't relevant yet. ]
Are you agreeing to stop kicking my door open? [ ...with potential future negotiations on it being allowed if Katsuki's hands were full with Izuku, but that isn't relevant yet. ]
You and your fucking door.
(He's sooooo annoyed with this dumbass. But all the same...)
Yeah, Deku, I'll open your door with my hands. Happy?
(He's sooooo annoyed with this dumbass. But all the same...)
Yeah, Deku, I'll open your door with my hands. Happy?
Whatever...
(At this point in their relationship, Katsuki would likely do whatever Izuku asked even if he bitched and moaned about it the whole time.
But then he realizes that now they need to talk and with the whole brief fight, forgot how embarrassing the conversation was going to be. He starts to turn a bit red, looking away.)
...Probably will be a good idea, yeah.
(At this point in their relationship, Katsuki would likely do whatever Izuku asked even if he bitched and moaned about it the whole time.
But then he realizes that now they need to talk and with the whole brief fight, forgot how embarrassing the conversation was going to be. He starts to turn a bit red, looking away.)
...Probably will be a good idea, yeah.
Doesn't matter.
(They lived alone so it wasn't as if anyone could walk in on this conversation. Plus he wasn't going to ask to do it now...And if it wound up that way...well...
They could figure it out.
He walks into the living room and gets himself comfortable on the couch.)
I just want to be pragmatic about our time here.
(They lived alone so it wasn't as if anyone could walk in on this conversation. Plus he wasn't going to ask to do it now...And if it wound up that way...well...
They could figure it out.
He walks into the living room and gets himself comfortable on the couch.)
I just want to be pragmatic about our time here.
(He manspreads enough for the both of them. He stretches his arms over the back of the couch and drops his head back against the couch. It would make it easier than having to look directly at Izuku.)
I guess because it kind of is serious? (He's turning redder by the second.)
It's just...
(He pulls his head up, sighing, leaning forward again and rests his elbows on his knees.)
We keep running into similar situations. With um. You know.
I guess because it kind of is serious? (He's turning redder by the second.)
It's just...
(He pulls his head up, sighing, leaning forward again and rests his elbows on his knees.)
We keep running into similar situations. With um. You know.
(Too bad! His ears flicker and he looks over at Izuku with a flat expression.)
Us getting horny. Dumbass.
Us getting horny. Dumbass.
Shut up! (He reaches out and grabs the back of Izuku's neck. He pushes his head down but it's not...really an aggressive gesture. It's sort of a shaking one, because. No.)
Don't fuckin' apologize. It's not your fault. (It was? But it also wasn't. Katsuki knew Izuku wasn't doing this stuff intentionally.)
I'm just saying that I don't want us to get into a bad situation where one of us...Does something to the other in a bad way. I don't...
(He grits his teeth and lets go of Izuku, staring down at his own hands.)
I don't want that to be some fucked up guilt thing that gets between us. (Not...after everything they have already gone through together.) I know you're always telling me you won't help me out after you feed on me 'cause I'm not in my right mind and...I appreciate that. I get why you're doing it.
(He did the very same to Izuku during the lightning bullshit.)
But I just want to make it clear that I'm...fine... if it's with you.
Don't fuckin' apologize. It's not your fault. (It was? But it also wasn't. Katsuki knew Izuku wasn't doing this stuff intentionally.)
I'm just saying that I don't want us to get into a bad situation where one of us...Does something to the other in a bad way. I don't...
(He grits his teeth and lets go of Izuku, staring down at his own hands.)
I don't want that to be some fucked up guilt thing that gets between us. (Not...after everything they have already gone through together.) I know you're always telling me you won't help me out after you feed on me 'cause I'm not in my right mind and...I appreciate that. I get why you're doing it.
(He did the very same to Izuku during the lightning bullshit.)
But I just want to make it clear that I'm...fine... if it's with you.
[ There's enough fucked up guilt shit between them already for a lifetime. They definitely don't need to go around collecting more...although Izuku's expression is a study in flustered and surprised and nervous and a million other things.
Holy shit. Katsuki's talking about having sex. Or are least giving him a hand job. Maybe reciprocal? ]
- You - you want to, um - you want to like - ?
Holy shit. Katsuki's talking about having sex. Or are least giving him a hand job. Maybe reciprocal? ]
- You - you want to, um - you want to like - ?
(It was the responsible thing to do. They could keep ignoring it and ignoring it until it became too much to ignore, but Katsuki didn't want to risk that. He didn't want to put either of them in that position. Yeah, it was embarrassing as hell, but he valued his friendship with Izuku more than he valued some bullshit of self-perseverance when it came to his ego surrounding sex.
It's not like he cared about sex. He was too honed in on hero work to even think about dating. The only times he has ever jerked off in his life were quick, to the point, and just to release a bit of tension. He never made a production out of his sexuality the way like fucking Kaminari and Mineta did. Sex just didn't matter to him like that. He never fantasized about his first time (though he certainly had some wet dreams...involving...someone...sitting in the same room as him right now...). It just wasn't an issue for him. Not even a fantasy.
He just always figured it would happen when it happened and if it never happened, he didn't give a shit.
So to him? This wasn't worth possible tension or damage to their relationship. It was just getting off. People had sex with friends all of the time. If anything, he'd prefer it in this case.)
Yes. (He answers so easily. He sits back and finally closes his legs a little, feeling a bit more confident now that he has begun. He crosses his arms over his chest and stares ahead.)
I would rather do it with you than lose my mind and have some fuckin' perv come along. And I would rather you do that too. You're the naive kind of dumbass who would just- (He growls a little bit and squeezes his eyes shut.)
I just don't want either of us to get put in that situation. At least if we promise to stick this out together with each other, we can have some control on our side.
It's not like he cared about sex. He was too honed in on hero work to even think about dating. The only times he has ever jerked off in his life were quick, to the point, and just to release a bit of tension. He never made a production out of his sexuality the way like fucking Kaminari and Mineta did. Sex just didn't matter to him like that. He never fantasized about his first time (though he certainly had some wet dreams...involving...someone...sitting in the same room as him right now...). It just wasn't an issue for him. Not even a fantasy.
He just always figured it would happen when it happened and if it never happened, he didn't give a shit.
So to him? This wasn't worth possible tension or damage to their relationship. It was just getting off. People had sex with friends all of the time. If anything, he'd prefer it in this case.)
Yes. (He answers so easily. He sits back and finally closes his legs a little, feeling a bit more confident now that he has begun. He crosses his arms over his chest and stares ahead.)
I would rather do it with you than lose my mind and have some fuckin' perv come along. And I would rather you do that too. You're the naive kind of dumbass who would just- (He growls a little bit and squeezes his eyes shut.)
I just don't want either of us to get put in that situation. At least if we promise to stick this out together with each other, we can have some control on our side.
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