Izuku awoke feeling groggy and cotton-brained. He was so relieved that there wasn't class today. Class where he'd see Kacchan... *sigh*

He felt so perplexed with the events of the past couple of days. He turned on his side and hugged his pillow to his chest.

What were these feelings swirling around in his head making it difficult for him to think straight? What was Kacchan doing right now? Was he thinking about him? Was Kacchan also mixed up or was it only him? Surely he wouldn't do those things with him if he didn't like him, right? Or was it literally just his skin that Kacchan couldn't refuse?

Izuku buried his face in his pillow trying to smother these thoughts from his head. He didn't want to obsess over this but he couldn't stop. He was just going in circles.

He grabbed his phone from his nightstand and pulled up his text messages.

Katsuki was laying in bed staring up at the ceiling, one arm behind his head and the other resting on his stomach. Not having class was leaving him with too much free time to think about shit; shit he didn't want to think about. Deku's skin was something else and he couldn't figure it out. He couldn't stop thinking about it, fantasizing about it. He wanted every inch of that skin wrapped around every part of his body. He wanted to fuck every little piece of it until there was nothing left.

He slid his hand up and down his abdomen slowly.

Ding!

Katsuki grabbed his phone. Who was fucking texting him?

Deku: Hey

Shitty Deku was texting him, eh? A grin crept across his face.

Kacchan: Hey

Deku: Wyd?

Kacchan: What

Deku: Are you busy?

What was he doing? Was he busy? Busy thinking about Deku's fucking amazing slippery mouth. About that mouth swallowing his dick.

Kacchan: No

"Ugh fuck." He groaned, rubbing his face.

Knock knock knock

Katsuki got out of bed and moved to the door, slightly irritated at being bothered first thing in the morning. What time was it anyway?

On the other side of the door Izuku was wringing the edge of his shirt nervously. Big green eyes looked up at him, filled with uncertainty. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't glad to see it was the nerd. It was almost as if his dirty thoughts had summoned him here. He stepped aside and held the door open, a gesture for Izuku to enter.

"H-hey Kacchan...um, good morning. H-How did you sleep?"

Izuku stepped past the entryway, mentally taking notes about every detail of his room. This was the first that anyone had ever seen the inside of his room after all.

"Haa? You came over to see how I slept, Deku?"

Katsuki stood in front of the now locked door to his room with his arms crossed, clearly enjoying watching Izuku fidget.

"Ye-No! Um, not that I don't care how you slept. I hope you were able to sleep well cause sleep is important for bodily and cognitive functions and—"

"Deku," Katsuki him off. "Why are you in my room?"

"Um, well I...I just..."

Katsuki took a step towards Izuku until he was standing directly in front of him, his eyes focused on his freckled face.

"A-about last night..." Izuku breathed out, almost inaudible.

Katsuki was towering over him. He could feel his breath stir his bangs.

"What about last night?"

Izuku's face was starting to heat. The proximity was making his head fuzzy. He wanted to reach out and touch Kacchan who was so close. The need for contact making him practically buzz with anticipation.

"Those t-things we did..."

Katsuki brought his hand to Izuku's neck and smoothed it up the side of his face and through his hair. Even his stupid hair was soft.

"Hmm...which things were those?" Katsuki grinned, enjoying the way Deku was unraveling in his hands.

Izuku pressed his body against Katsuki's, craning his neck back. An invitation. Katsuki nuzzled at Izuku's temple and was rewarded with a delicious whimper.

"You know." Izuku whined tilting his head back further, giving Kacchan access to the tender section of his throat.

"Oh yeah?" Katsuki grazed his teeth over Izuku's Adam's apple.

"Ah!"

He arched himself into Katsuki's touch further. Izuku was already hard. He pushed his hips into Katsuki's thigh, yearning for friction.

"K-Kacchan..." Izuku whined.

Katsuki straightened, letting Izuku shamelessly rub against him.

"Yes, Deku?"

Katsuki licked his lips wickedly. Izuku was captivated by the motion. He wanted to taste him.

"D-don't make me say it...it's embarrassing..."

Was it hot in here suddenly? Izuku was melting.

Katsuki reached under Izuku's shirt and brushed his thumb over one of his nipples. Izuku gasped loudly. Katsuki reached down and gave Izuku's butt a squeeze.

"Nice ass ya got here, nerd."

"P-please..."

"Please? Please what?"

Izuku was so turned on he might get off just from grinding on Kacchan's leg.

"Wanna..." He was trembling.

"Ho? You gonna cum just from rubbing yourself on my leg?" Katsuki chuckled.

Izuku shook his head but he didn't even believe himself. Katsuki's hands moved to grip his hips. He held him in place, preventing him from moving. Izuku peeked up at him from under his eyelashes.

"Deku?"

He took a shaky breath before responding. "Y-yes, Kacchan?"

The hands slid slowly up his sides igniting fire through his body.

"Are you a virgin?"

Izuku pressed his face into Katsuki's chest so he couldn't see the furious blush that had taken over him. His mouth went dry. Why was he asking this?

Katsuki began moving one step at a time, backing Izuku up to his bed. His heel hit the edge and he looked up to Katsuki, a question in his eyes. In answer, Katsuki lifted up Izuku's shirt and tossed it behind him. Seconds later his own shirt joined. Without really thinking, Izuku reached forward, pulling Kacchan's torso to his own.

"Fuck your skin is so good." He growled out, rubbing his hands up Izuku's back. Izuku fell back on the bed with a soft thud. Katsuki crawled over top of him grazing his lips up Izuku's neck. He wrapped his arms around Katsuki's back, pulling him in closer. He couldn't get enough.

Feeling impatient, Katsuki shucked off his sweats and underwear before relieving Izuku out of his in one swift movement. Izuku lay naked on his bed. His entire body broke out into a blush from the way Katsuki devoured him with his eyes.

"K-Kacchan don't look at me like that...it's embarrassing..." Izuku was covering his erection with his hands.

Katsuki moved back over to Izuku, sliding his body between his legs. He sat up, holding Izuku's thighs apart. Izuku's hands flew over his face.

"K-K-K-KACCHAN...W-w-w-wha? W-why?" Was Kacchan staring at his...his...*gulp* down there?! "Where are you looking?!"

"You don't know?"

"I-I mean, WHY are you looking at ...such a place?" He was practically in tears. This was the end. He was going to die from embarrassment.

"Oi Deku..." Katsuki's voice was low and gruff. "How do you think men have sex?"

What? How do men have sex? It's something he's never really thought about. All of this was new to Izuku and he didn't really get any of it, if he was being honest. How did men have sex? It would be different from a woman cause men have different parts, right? They really can't right? Unless...

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"EHHHHHH?!"