He loved how heavy Katsuki was laying on top of him. Midoriya's mind only replaying those last few moments over and over in his head. His hands moving down Katsuki's back- both their bodies covered in sweet.
"You do realize I have cum slipping out of my ass…" Katsuki whispered in his ear.
Midoriya held him tighter- he was not ready for this moment to be over. He just wanted to lay in bed and hold tight to Katsuki.
"Hey," Katsuki said, lifting up and looking down at Midoriya, kissing him gently. "Lemme go clean up and I'll be right back."
"But…" Midoriya whispered, his cheeks going red.
"What?"
He felt foolish- but he just wasn't ready to let this go. "If you leave… then the moment is over."
"...fuck."
Midoriya staring up and seeing Katsuki staring down at him, his hand moving over Midoriya's cheek. "You are just too fucking cute."
Katsuki was kissing him again, this time deeper. Midoriya continued to embrace him as their tongues slid against each other. A content sigh and Midoriya never wanted this moment to pass or go away. He could stay in this bubble with Katsuki and never let go of how he was feeling at this very moment.
When Katsuki pulled back, kissing him one more time, Midoriya groaned as he felt the heat from Katsuki leave his body. "Come on… you're a mess too."
His head was still in the clouds as he took Katsuki's hand and was led to the bathroom. Watching how strong Katsuki's back was, the muscles flexing with each movement he did- even reaching over to turn on the shower. Moving behind him, Midoriya was kissing at his shoulders and upper back, his hands moving to Katsuki's hips- unable to stop touching him. Katsuki smelled of sweat and sex- and Midoriya found he really liked that scent on him. Pressing his nose to the base of Katsuki's neck, Midoriya breathed in- his hands moving around Katsuki's waist. He wanted to remember this scent, this moment.
Katsuki turned around and they were kissing again, arms wrapped tight around as the steam started to build in the bathroom. "Join me?" Katsuki asked.
"Of course," he answered.
The water was warm and the way it cascaded over Katsuki was something Midoriya could watch all day. Such a quiet intimate moment as they washed each other down, sharing kisses as the water and soap moved over their bodies. Midoriya smiled as Katsuki cut off the water and was grabbing their towels.
He felt he would never stop smiling.
Wiping the mirror with his towel- he had to wonder if he looked different. He felt different. It wasn't something he could explain, but it was as if something inside of him was alive. Turning his head to the side, he checked again. He still looked like him- though he had a huge grin on his face. Closing his eyes, he remembered that moment of Katsuki sinking down on his cock, that warmth that had radiated off his body. Opening his eyes again, he saw he was flushed just thinking about it. Glancing again at himself- he didn't know what to expect, a sign over his head blinking, or just something to show how he was feeling.
"What are you doing?" Katsuki asked, the towel over his head as he dried his hair.
"Do I look different?" Midoriya asked.
"Well... you're smiling like a damn idiot," Katsuki said.
"How can I not smile?" Midoriya asked, turning and facing Katsuki, taking in his body once more with his eyes. The little droplets of water that slowly ran down his body- the faint blond hair that led from his navel to his neatly trimmed pubes. Hip bones that angled perfectly- pointing to his dick. Slowly looking back up his body, he even saw Katsuki had a faint smile. "You're smiling too."
"I am not," Katsuki growled, pulling Midoriya close to him which only cause Midoriya to giggle even more. Their mouths met once more, and Midoriya could even feel Katsuki's smile against his lips. "Now… let's get some sleep."
Midoriya had to wonder just how the fuck was he going to manage to sleep after this? Katsuki took his hand and led him back to the bed where they both tucked in. He found himself curling against Katsuki's chest, feeling fingers moving through his damp hair. He could hear Katsuki's heart beat as they just laid there.
Yes, he felt different, more alive. His thoughts moved back to that moment he felt himself inside Katsuki- just how warm and welcoming Katsuki's body was. The contours of Katsuki's body over him, pleasuring him. Letting out a sigh, Midoriya turned his head, kissing at Katsuki's chest.
"Get some sleep, nerd," Katsuki said, patting his back with his other hand.
He didn't think he would be able to sleep, but oddly, he quickly found his eyes closing.
The next morning Midoriya woke to lips on his shoulders and neck, feeling something hard thrusting between his ass cheeks.
"About time you woke up," Katsuki grumbled.
"What time is it?" Midoriya asked, then moaned softly as his own cock was heavy between his legs and the feeling of Katsuki's body rolling behind his was definitely a way he enjoyed waking too.
"Too fucking early for us to be up," Katsuki growled, then gently biting his shoulder.
"Then why are you awake!?" Midoriya giggled.
"You make the cutest fucking sounds when you sleep," Katsuki whispered, kissing at his neck, hands moving over his waist and sides. "And it fucking turns me on… your fault."
Midoriya turned and giggled, as their mouths met, he hooked his leg over Katuski's waist- both their cocks brushing together and them moaning. He loved waking up like this. Pushing Katsuki to his back, Midoriya was laying on top of him, their cocks pressed together as they continued to kiss. Hands moved down his back and Midoriya was quickly gasping for air.
Even after last night, Katsuki was still taking his breath away. Even as they kissed, he could feel the air being sucked from his lungs, the teeth on his bottom lip. His hands moved over Katsuki's chest, pinching and teasing at his nipples.
"Get the lube," Katsuki breathed, then was kissing at Midoriya's shoulder while he leaned over. A wet hand was around his cock and Katsuki was spreading his legs open more.
"Ka…" Midoriya's mind forgot what words were again- flashes of the night before and just how good Katsuki felt flooded his memory.
"It's ok," Katsuki said, kissing him gently.
Midoriya closed his eyes and buried his head in Katsuki's neck. Strong arms wrapped around him as he took a moment to gather his wits. He was about to fuck Katsuki again, and his body was screaming at him to do so.
"Just take it slow," Katsuki whispered.
Nodding against Katsuki's neck, Midoriya lifted up and stared down at Katsuki's strong body below him. Biting his own lip, he grabbed his cock and pressed at Katsuki's opening. It was tight, but quickly gave way for him- opening and engulfing the head of his cock. Moaning out, Midoriya's head fell, and he was gasping for air. "Fuck…" he whispered.
"Keep… going," Katsuki whispered.
Nodding again, Midoriya slowly pushed in- once again wrapped in that heat that was Katsuki. It was slow- and he wanted it to be. He knew if he went too fast, it would all be over with too soon. Feeling himself pressed tightly in, Midoriya took a deep breath, then hands where on his cheeks, bringing him down for a kiss. Moaning softly, their tongues slid against one another. Katsuki had this way of gently squeezing himself around Midoriya's cock that was already driving wild. His strong body under him, clenching tightly around him- it was almost too much.
"You can move when you're ready," Katsuki whispered.
"Ok…"
Pulling out slowly, that sensation washing over him, Midoriya felt his skin grown warm as sweat broke out on his lower back. Katsuki moaned softly as he pushed back in. Fuck, this felt so damn amazing.
Pressing quickly back in, they both moaned. Katsuki arched his back a bit, his legs spreading even more than they were. Midoriya saw where his cock laid half hard now against his body- prompting Katsuki to grab his own cock, stroking it.
"Don't fucking stop!" Katsuki growled.
Another pull out and push in, and Midoriya knew he did not have the angle right. There was a different moan Katsuki did when he was leading things- pulling out a bit, he angled his hips and drove back in- making Katsuki cry out and scream.
"Fuck!" Katsuki cried out.
Midoriya saw that each time he thrusted back in the same way- Katsuki's cock leaked more and more. Another press and Katsuki had let go of his cock, grabbing Midoriya's ass and practically growling at him.
Midoriya was panting and gasping for air- but he felt so damn good. The drag of his cock in and out of Katsuki, the sounds and growls were also turning him on so much. He felt himself getting closer and closer to orgasm and his pace was picking up.
"Hah!" he cried out, thrusting back in. "Close…"
"Fuck!" Katsuki growled, squeezing his ass hard then letting go so he could wrap his hands around his cock, stroking himself in time to Midoriya's thrust.
It was when Katsuki got tight around him Midoriya lost his concentration. Quick thrust and his balls tightening up. Katsuki was streaming out curse words as Midoriya felt his body start to tingle then explode. Pressing deeply in, Midoriya called out, his body pressing hard on Katsuki as he emptied deep inside of him.
He was quite please that Katsuki had gotten off, and though his cock was slowly deflating inside Katsuki, he just laid there. Fingers traced down his back and Midoriya swore his heart was going to doki doki right out of his chest. Holding Katsuki tightly, his body trembled.
"Are you ok?" Katsuki asked.
All he could do was nod his head as he was more than ok. He was perfect. He just needed a moment to collect himself, and holding onto Katsuki seemed to ground him.
"Hey?" Katsuki asked as Midoriya gasped for air.
Lifting up, Midoriya looked down at intense eyes- but there was a worry behind them. Smiling, Midoriya gently kissed Katsuki, his mouth just barely brushing over his. Pushing the hair off Katsuki's forehead, Midoriya lowered himself back onto Katsuki's chest.
"Just… gimme a minute," he mumbled.
Fingers tracing back down his back and he just enjoyed the quiet moment.
Midoriya had no idea what time it was, but his body was growing tired once more. In a perfect world he would have fallen asleep against Katsuki- still warm inside of him, but after a few moments, Katsuki shifted and he felt his cock slip out of him. A groan and Midoriya rolled off Katsuki, kissing at his neck.
"Making a mess of me again, huh?" Katsuki asked, kissing his forehead before rolling off the bed.
Midoriya tried to reply, but his eyes grew heavy. He did feel a warm cloth on his lower stomach and his cock- but his sleep outweighed much else. He never realized how much work there was entitled to all this. A dip in the bed and he was warm back inside Katsuki's arms.
"Seriously, we need to get out of this bed," Katsuki said.
It was mid afternoon and they had woken (again) late morning, had breakfast in bed and where now watching movies on the small TV Midoriya had in his room. He giggled as he grabbed his soda and shook his head. "I like it here… especially with you half naked!"
"Damn nerd," Katsuki said, that short laugh coming as he leaned over to kiss Midoriya's cheek.
"Why does the weekend have to go so quickly?" Midoriya asked.
"Fuck if I know," Katsuki said. "Though we probably should wash your sheets and I do need to head back home this evening."
A sigh and Midoriya rested back on his pillows. It had been such an (almost) amazing weekend. They both ignored their phones for the morning and enjoyed old action movies. It was easy, it was nice. Katsuki was in his briefs- and Midoriya definitely enjoyed watching his sculpted body walk around the room from time to time.
"Yeah… work is going to be so boring tomorrow," Midoriya groaned.
"Oh?" Katsuki asked.
"Yeah… end of the month is coming… which means we all scramble to finish the spreadsheets and get the numbers turned in."
"Sounds like a nightmare."
"Tedious and boring is more like it."
"How do you do it?" Katsuki asked.
A shrug and Midoriya wasn't even sure. "I mean… I've been doing this for a few years… and I have some really good friends at work, so that helps. Oh! And loads of coffee!"
Katsuki did another of his short laughs. "Sounds miserable."
Midoriya shrugged. "Guess it is just what I'm use too… and the work really isn't all that bad. I have Iida nearby, and Kirishima stops by my desk a little too much !"
"Guess that does help."
"You don't have coworkers you hang out with?" Midoriya asked. He knew with his group of friends, they somehow went from college all into the same company. It was great for him and them all. A lot of history between them.
"Not really," Katsuki said, sitting back on the bed. "I mean… I have a few acquaintances and what not."
Midoriya leaned over and kissed Katsuki's cheek. "Well… I'm your friend aren't i?"
"You're my boyfriend, you damn nerd!"
A giggle and Midoriya pressed his finger on Katsuki's nose. "Hence, the word friend! "
Katsuki growled and before Midoriya knew what was happening, he was pinned to the bed as fingers ran over his side. Squealing out, he tried to wiggle away, but Katsuki had him firmly pinned down. Laughing and begging for it to stop, Midoriya squealed when Katsuki's fingers never stopped.
"I think you are beyond friend now," Katsuki said, his fingers letting up and kissing a gasping Midoriya.
He was still on edge and when he tried to move away, the fingers would wiggle against his skin making him squirm and squeal more. When Katsuki finally let him go, Midoriya hoovered on the corner of the bed, staying out of reach of a smirking Katsuki.
"So what was all that?" Katsuki asked again.
"Nothing!" Midoriya squeaked, then giggled more. "You're such a bully!"
Katsuki squinted at him, and Midoriya yelped and jumped from the bed. Before he knew it, he was pinned to the wall, Katsuki tickling him one more. Midoriya begged him to stop, but the finger assault wasn't stopping. Laughing more, Midoriya was able to break free and took off out his room, slamming the door shut behind him. It was just mere seconds and Katsuki was taking off after him.
Huddling in a corner, Midoriya crouched in a tight ball- clutching a pillow and squealing for Katsuki to stop. A short laugh and Katsuki loomed over him.
"Truce?" Midoriya asked, his chest still heaving from the earlier attack.
Katsuki kneeled down next to him, kissing his forehead. "For now…"
Midoriya growled, but then Katsuki kissed him. Before he could get into the kiss, Katsuki was standing back up and moving into the kitchen. Peaking around the chair, Midoriya was afraid Katsuki was going to attack again, and when he was sure he wouldn't he went to stand up.
A moment later, he heard a roar and Katsuki had tackled him onto the couch. Yelling out, Midoriya found himself wrestling with Katsuki. Both of them were laughing as Katsuki pinned Midoriya to the cushions.
"AH!" Midoriya cried out, trying to buck his hips and push Katsuki off of him. They were both still in their underwear and he found he was getting slightly turned on by the way Katsuki was holding him down, and how tight his hands were around his wrist.
Katsuki looked down between their bodies and smirked. "Fucking perverted nerd," he said before crushing his mouth onto Midoriya's, though his hands never let go of Midoriya wrist the entire time. He found he really liked this- more than he probably should. The way Katsuki had full control over him- even as he moved his hands, holding both Midoriya's wrist in one hand, the other moving down his body.
Midoriya gasped and their bodies were sweaty once more. Between the tickling, the wrestling and now this- he felt spent from earlier- but Katsuki had some power over him that just made his body sing loudly.
"How many times can you go in one weekend?" Katsuki asked, his hand slipping into Midoriya's boxers, a sweaty palm moving over his length as Midoriya gasped and moaned out. "Someone is hard again."
"Your fault!" Midoriya gasped.
"I'll take this blame," Katsuki said, his mouth moving back on his- his hand steadily stroking Midoriya.
Arching his body, he wanted so badly to touch Katsuki- but there was also the thrill in being held down. His body was completely to Katsuki's disposal and he found that really turned him on.
"You drive me fucking crazy," Katsuki growled.
His hand worked fast and steady over Midoriya. Another cry out and Midoriya was thrashing his head back and forth. He had cum so much already this weekend, and he was sure he had nothing left in him. Even as his cock steadily leaked in Katsuki's palm, the way Katsuki's mouth worked down his neck and sucking at his collarbone- his body went with it all.
"I like touching you," Katsuki whispered, running his thumb over the sensitive head of his cock- making Midoriya moan. "I enjoy you inside of me… I really really like holding you down and making you beg."
"Please!" Midoriya gasped.
As good as Katsuki was with his hands, he was being a total dick. His grip was good- but not enough to get Midoriya off. The hold on his wrist was tight and Midoriya fought against him, only to be held down harder.
"Someone is being impatient," Katsuki whispered, "But you're completely at my mercy…"
"Hah!" Midoriya gasped, thrusting his hips a bit til a knee held him down, and Katsuki was breathing hot air on his neck.
"Always wanting to rush…" Katsuki whispered, kissing at his neck, his hand moving over his cock more and more- but the grip never tightening. "Plus… I love feeling your cock in my hand."
"Please!"
A hum and Katsuki's mouth was over his, kissing his pleas away and his hand finally gripped harder. Thrusting his hips the best he could, Midoriya was moaning and his body trying to fight against Katsuki.
He started to shake and Katsuki gripped him tighter, milking his cock just a bit harder. Midoriya broke from Katsuki's mouth, screaming his name as his body released. His cock leaking all over Katsuki's hand, though Katsuki never stopped stroking him.
"Ohgod…" Midoriya moaned, his body on edge and trembling.
"Too much?" Katsuki asked- though he was still stroking Midoriya, just a lot slower- the grip was still there.
"I… can't…"
"But you're doing so well."
"Hah!"
His cock was growing soft in Katsuki's hand. He was overly spent and everything was set on fire in his body. Another deep, long kiss and Katsuki finally let go of his cock, only to roll his balls in his hands.
"I could just only touch you… and be ok with that," Katsuki whispered.
"You're… evil," Midoriya gasped.
That only made Katsuki laugh into his neck.
Midoriya hated Katsuki leaving that evening, but he had to be at work early, and Katsuki said he had a meeting as well. Loads of kisses before he left, and Midoriya was just all smiles. He had never imagined a weekend like he had had.
His bed was still a mess- and as he stripped it down, he left the pillowcases on it. He knew it was silly, but he wanted to use the pillow Katsuki had slept on.
Take out containers in the trash, and more still in the fridge. Midoriya had to smile when he saw a piece of cake with a note attached- 'For Breakfast'.
What he needed to do was relax for a bit and try to take his mind off the weekend. It was hard though. He still could feel Katsuki's body against his, and feel his mouth on his skin. The memory of being inside Katsuki- or even just resting against him as they talked about nothing.
He knew weekends like this would be rare, but Midoriya would look forward to them.
He had to smirk as he looked in the mirror- his hair was still a mess from the day, and there were marks on his collarbones. He was thankful his neck was mostly free of marks, though a few faint ones were barely noticeable.
He decided maybe he did look a little bit different.
Lighting his cigarette, Katsuki made his way to the bus stop. He was exhausted, but in a good way. This wasn't like work at all. He felt his step a bit lighter as he waited for the bus to arrive. He could not remember a time he stayed locked up in a flat with someone, just being with them. Sure they messed around a lot- but they also talked a lot more. It was such a wonderful light feeling he had as he took another drag from his cigarette.
"Oh, Kacchan," a voice said, causing him to snap his head around- seeing Enji standing there. "Fancy meeting you here."
"The fuck you doing on this side of town?!" Katsuki demanding.
"Why don't we go have a little talk?" Enji asked.
"Fuck off!" he growled.
A shrug and Enji looked in the direction of Midoriya's building. "I could always go chat with your lover."
Katsuki went to lunge at Enji, but two huge thugs came out, each taking an arm. "Leave him the fuck out of this!"
Enji moved forward, running a hand down his cheek, smiling at him. "Then let's go talk… shall we?"
It wasn't like he had a damn choice and even saw Shouto was with them all. Growling over his shoulder as he was led down a dark alley, he locked eyes with Shouto- only to see Shouto turn his head away. Fucking coward.
"You left me in quite a bind this weekend, Kacchan," Enji said, pulling out one of his overly sweet cigars and lighting it. A few puffs then he was blowing the pungent sweet smoke into his face. Katsuki would have waved the smoke away, but his arms were still being held by the two thugs on each side of him.
"I owe you nothing!" Katsuki spit.
"My boy…" Enji said, stepping forward- cigar between his fingers as his finger ran down his cheek. "I made you."
Katsuki fought to get from the grip of the two guys holding him, even called out to Shouto- only to get ignored.
"I even heard you made a call over to Midnight," Enji said, puffing his cigar more. "I find that very disrespectful. That two bit hag can't run a proper business as it is!"
"She doesn't work her people to the ground like you do!" Katsuki said.
A deep rumbling laugh and Enji just stared down at him. "Kacchan… You are most requested… yet the least working employee."
"Just means I'm fucking good!" he spit, straining and jerking against the guys holding him.
Shaking his head, Enji tapped his cigar, allowing the ashes to fall then puffed some more. Raising his free hand back, he lashed it down on Katsuki's cheek- causing his head to snap to the side. "So here is what we are going to do," Enji said, "You'll forget about Midnight and her agency… and you'll come be my star at the club for two weeks."
"Fuck you!" Katsuki yelled, fighting harder- only to have Enji take his meaty hand and pressing him firmly to the brick wall.
"I don't remember asking," Enji said, leaning close so their noses almost touched. The pungent stench of the cigar thick on his breath. "You will be my star at the club… or I go visit your little boy toy's place of work."
"What?" Katsuki gasped.
A sinister smile etched over Enji's face as he stepped back, puffed his cigar more. "I am sure his HR Department would love to hear about his new lover…"
"You fucking monster!" Katsuki screamed, fighting as hard as he could, only to have Enji push him back against the wall, his hand slapping across his face once more.
"You think such a respectable company would appreciate knowing their employee is out buying sex?" Enji asked.
"He isn't buying it!" Katsuki spit.
"They don't know that," Enji said, "And don't think I didn't look into his company and all their 'moral codes' they have."
The last thing Katsuki wanted to do was put Midoriya at risk in any way. The fight leaving his body and he slumped against the wall- though the men holding him never let up.
He was slapped three more times- he felt his lip split open and his nose start to bleed. Enju had massive hands, and he knew exactly how to use them. "You'll come back to the club… and I'll keep your profits for the next few weeks. Once I deemed you have learned your lesson, then you are back with Shouto doing clients," Enji said.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Katsuki asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
A hand back on his cheek, gentle this time and Enji was smiling at him. "You need to start from the ground up. I let you have too much freedom. I also suggest you breaking ties with your little boy toy."
"But…" he could barely speak.
"I'd hate to involve him in all this," Enji said.
Katsuki hung his head, he didn't know what the fuck to do anymore. As much as he hated it- he knew involving Midoriya would ruin both their lives. Maybe it would be easier to just ruin his own.
"I fucking hate you…" Katsuki growled.
A fist landing hard in his stomach and Katsuki was gasping and groaning. Enji stood tall and shook his arm. He felt the pain radiating through his abdomen and continued to gasp for air. It was when another fist punched at him, Katsuki cried out, still being held.
"I'm not going to damage my goods too much," Enji said, landing one last punch on Katsuki before he was let go and fell slumped to the ground. "Wednesday night you will premiere at the club. If you even think about skipping town… Midoriya, his family and yours will pay the price."
Katsuki curled his arms around his stomach and just laid out on the ground. The cigar was dropped near him as he watched the boots of Enji and his men walk away.
"Shouto… see him home," Enji said.
Katsuki groaned and hated how the tears fell down his cheeks. Rolling over he found himself throwing up all over the damn cigar disposed near him. He was crouched over, sick all over the ground and Shouto approached him, handing him a water bottle.
"C'mon," Shouto said.
"Fuck off!" Katsuki yelled, smacking the water bottle away.
"Let's get you cleaned up," Shouto said, leaning down and helping Katsuki up.
Trying to shake out his grip, Katsuki found he was too sore and too weak. "I'll take the bus," he said, still trying to fight.
"Your face is all bloodied… you'll scare the other passengers," Shouto said, leading him to his car. Grabbing for a cloth he had in his car, he held it Katsuki's nose that was still bleeding. "Try not to get blood on my seats."
"Fuck you and your car," Katsuki said, not giving a damn as his bloodied hand smeared across the leather seat, hearing how Shouto sighed then went to the driver's side.
"You're such an ass," Shouto said, staring the car.
"You're a gotdamn punk! Just standing there watching them beat my ass!" he growled.
"We have all been on that receiving end," Shouto muttered, then took off down the road back to his house.
Katsuki groaned as his head was pounding and his side screamed at him. What he wanted was a long hot bath. He didn't even want to know how bad he looked. As Shouto drove through town, he sat back and fought back tears- the last thing he wanted was for Shouto to see him cry.
Though he was wondering what was making him want to cry- the beating, or having to give up Midoriya.
