Two weeks later...

"Hashbrowns don't make that many crumbs!"

"Yes, they do!"

"But I'm hungry!"

"We'll be at work in fifteen minutes."

"By then it'll be cold!"

"You can heat it up in the microwave."

"Microwaved fast food is soggy and gross!"

"Fast food is always soggy and gross!"

"No, it's not! The hashbrowns are crispy right now, and the McGriddle - "

" - FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU'RE NOT EATING IN MY FUCKING CAR!"

Izuku glared silently at his boyfriend while he drove them both to work. After a month and a half of dating, Katsuki still didn't let him eat his breakfast until they got to the mall.

But he was fed up.

Izuku unbuckled his seatbelt and planted his face into Katsuki's lap.

The blonde gasped, almost swerving. "The hell are you - "

Bakugo made the mistake of wearing black harem pants. The material was thin and soft. Soft enough that he could feel Izuku's long, hot exhale on his cock. Izuku grinned to himself when he felt Katuski get hard and heard him shudder.

"I'm driving," Katsuki snarled.

Izuku pulled the drawstring of Katsuki's pants. "I told you. I'm hungry," he said huskily. "I can't wait anymore to have my breakfast."

By the sound of his gasp, Izuku figured his boyfriend just figured out what he planned to do.

"Knock it off," he growled, but he sighed as Izuku pulled him out of his boxers and started moving his hand gently up and down.

"You have tinted windows, right?"

Bakugo struggled to keep his eyes from rolling back into his head from the teasing. "When we get to the parking lot we can - JESUS!"

Izuku dragged his tongue along Katsuki's hard-on form base to tip. "I'm so hungry…" he groaned.

Bakugo thrust forward involuntarily through Izuku's teasing. "Izuku," he moaned. "You're gonna

make me crash -

Izuku ignored him, continuing to plant kisses all along his shaft, making Katsuki throb and flinch. "I'd put this in my mouth...but I'm not allowed to eat in the car."

Bakugo growled from his frustration and desire. "You bastard."

Izuku grinned and sucked the head of his cock hard for a few seconds.

"AAhhhh god," Bakugo moaned, digging his nails into the steering wheel.

The green-haired cock tease planted a kiss right on his frenulum before pulling away and tucking Bakugo's aching erection back into his pants.

Even though Izuku was hard himself, seeing how aroused he'd made his boyfriend, he looked out the window, playing with his hair absently as if he'd never done anything.

Katsuki's voice was a low growl. "If you don't put your mouth back where it was I'll pull over and nail you on the hood."

Izuku bit his lip with half-lidded eyes. "Sounds like a win-win for me." He noticed with satisfaction that Katsuki's hands were trembling, his need was so bad. "I'm just trying to respect your rules, He declared innocently.

The blonde squirmed, panting. "Suck. Me off. Now."

Izuku crossed his arms defiantly. "Only if I get to eat my McGriddle."

Bakugo flushed as his cock throbbed again. "When we get to the mall - "

" - In the car."

"DAMMIT, NERD! WHY??!"

"I'M HUNGRY!"

Katsuki couldn't take it anymore. He lifted one hand off of the steering wheel to go down his pants.

Izuku grabbed his wrist, holding it away. "Don't you dare," he snapped.

"LET GO OF ME!" Katsuki exclaimed.

Izuku was on his knees at Katsuki's side, glaring at him. "Let me eat in your car and I'll get you off before the next stoplight turns green."

The blonde clenched his jaw, shuddering. "Fine. This time, you can - "

" - Whenever I want."

"FUCKING HELL, IZUKU!"

"There's only one more stop light between here and the mall. If you think you can last that long then by all means. But I'm not letting go of your hand."

Izuku knew he was past the point of no return. He'd already felt Izuku's tongue on his hard-on. His mouth. The soft warmth of his lips. It was only a matter of time before he gave in.

He just needed a little encouragement.

To taunt him further, Izuku pulled out a lollipop from his backpack.

"Don't," Bakugo snapped.

Izuku ripped off the wrapper with his teeth, blowing it into Katsuki's lap.

"Izuku, I mean it, stop," Katsuki begged, but his voice was a whine now.

He knew it was mean. Getting Katsuki hot and bothered was one thing. But blatantly sucking on something right in front of him as Izuku ignored his aching arousal was just plain cruel. He'd give him one more chance.

"Let me. Eat. In your car."

For a long time, Katsuki remained silent, his eyes darting between the exposed lollipop and the road. "Fine," he mumbled quietly.

"What was that?" Izuku asked innocently.

Katsuki swallowed, blushing red. "You're such a brat," he muttered under his breath.

"Wrong answer." Izuku pressed the lollipop between his lips, sucking hard.

"Oh god," Katsuki murmured achingly. "Izuku...please…"

Izuku pulled the lollipop out of his mouth and began circling it with his tongue so Katsuki could see.

"OKAY OKAY YES YOU CAN EAT HERE WHENEVER YOU WANT!" Katsuki growled.

"You promise?"

"YES!"

"Say it."

"I PROMISE!"

"Promise what?"

Katsuki moaned, squirming. "Izuku, you're killing me," he murmured softly. "Please, I can't - "

In a flash, Izuku had Bakugo's cock in his mouth and was bobbing his head up and down. Bakugo hissed through his teeth, not ready for Izuku's relentless speed. He used the hand Izuku released to grip his indescribably soft hair while the other gripped the steering wheel. He couldn't help but tilt his head back against the seat as Izuku assaulted him with pleasure. He growled quietly as the insane ecstasy he felt got him close to cumming.

When his body stiffened up, Izuku knew he was just on the edge. "Yesss," he panted. "Yesss. Don't stop. Don't stop. Oh, fuck, please...yes, Izu - "

Izuku sucked harder and sped up.

Katsuki's eyes rolled back into his head as his orgasm finally, mercifully, washed over him. Izuku didn't stop sucking even as he came, intensifying the climax even more. It made Katsuki grind his teeth and pull Izuku's hair as his body spasmed.

It all happened in ten seconds. It was as if his libido understood the time constraint and acted accordingly. On top of that, Izuku's very presence was a cock tease in general. And if that wasn't enough, he'd toyed with him to the point of insanity.

It was the fastest orgasm he'd ever had. And the most intense.

Izuku swallowed everything his boyfriend had to give him, not letting any spill. He sucked until Katsuki snarled and put a hand on Izuku's forehead to push him off. Then he put Katsuki back into his pants, re-tied the drawstring, and sat in his lap.

"Izu...ku...what are…you..." Katsuki tried to say, but he was still trying to catch his breath.

"You can't drive," Izuku said gently. "You're too out of it. And we can't switch seats in the middle of the parkway. So just relax, let me drive." With one hand he unwrapped his McGriddle and took a bite, driving with the other.

Katsuki would've been turned on by the fact Izuku was wiggling around and sitting on his lap if he wasn't too dead to move.

The light turned green.

Izuku sighed, shaking his head. "Thank god for red lights."

~.~

When Izuku and Katsuki walked into work, Kaminari and Jiro were blasting Satellite by Rise Against, screaming/singing along to it.

"No McGriddle today?" Kaminari asked as they entered, turning down the music.

"I finished it in the car," Izuku declared in an aloof tone.

Tokoyami looked up from his book with wide eyes. "You...what?"

Bakugo walked in behind Izuku, dead silent as he grabbed a broom to sweep up the cash wrap area.

"You let him...eat in the car?" Jiro asked, genuinely shocked.

Bakugo shrugged. "Yeah," he answered in a calm tone.

Tokoyami gawked at Izuku. "How on earth did you accomplish such a feat?"

Izuku walked up to Katsuki and wrapped his arms around his neck, giving him a soft kiss on his cheek. "He's just a good boyfriend," he replied sweetly.

Katsuki laid his forehead on Izuku's shoulder, looking exhausted.

"I'll go get out the new shirts," he whispered, planting one more kiss on his head.

"Whatever," Katsuki replied in a subdued tone.

Jiro's jaw dropped. "I think Cinnaboy broke him."

"HWAH-CHHH," Kaminari declared, making a whipping motion with his arm.

You're one to talk," Tokoyami pointed out. "You are nothing if not the pot calling the kettle black."

Kaminari grinned, blowing a kiss to Jiro.

~.~

After closing, Bakugo drove Izuku home. But the greenette didn't actually enter his apartment until he made out with his boyfriend for at least an hour. He sat in the blonde's lap, straddling his legs with his arms wrapped around Katsuki's neck.

"Did I go too far today?" Izuku asked, rubbing circles into the backs of his shoulders.

Katsuki had been caught up running his hands over Izuku's stomach and ass and legs, just blissed out to be this close to him. He hated this part of the night. When he had to let go of his lover and wait another eight hours before he could see him again.

"I dunno," he mumbled, burying his face in Izuku's hair.

Izuku slumped his shoulders. "I'm sorry."

Katsuki clung to his waist. "It's whatever, I don't care."

"Okay. If you say so." Izuku tried to get off his lap, but Katsuki held him fixed in place. "Katsuki?"

"It's already been an hour?" he asked, sounding annoyed.

Izuku sighed. "Just spend the night."

"What part of your mother hates me - "

" - Then let me stay at your apartment," Izuku suggested.

He scoffed. "That's stupid. I drive you all the way here, sit in front of your place for an hour and then drive back to mine? If we were doing that, I should've just gone home in the first place."

"Then let me go."

"No."

"We have work tomorrow."

Katsuki snarled. The workaholic reluctantly let go, freeing Izuku from his vice-like grip. "Seven o'clock," he snapped. "Don't make me wait."

Izuku gave his boyfriend one more long, passionate kiss, then whispered, "I love you too."

~.~

If Izuku knew what awaited him at home, he would've pushed Katsuki to kidnap him. Permanently. He tiredly walked up the stairwell to his floor, as usual. Dug for his keys, like usual. Then unlocked the door and slipped off his shoes. To his surprise, the lights were on and the tv was going in the living room.

That's weird, he thought. Inko never stayed up this late.

"Mom?"

He froze when he saw not one, but two people on the living room couch, sitting together.

And one of them was a man. With black hair and glasses.

Is she...on a date? "Sorry, I didn't know that - "

" - Oh, Zuzu! You're home!" she called.

The man turned around. He gave Izuku a once-over and smiled. "Wow, you weren't kidding," he said, laughing softly. "He shot up like a weed."

Huh? So this man knew him? But I've never seen him before. "Sorry, sir, um...I don't think we've been acquainted," Izuku said apologetically.

Them and threw his head back and laughed. "We're more than acquainted, Izuku."

Izuku looked between the two of them, growing more confused by the second. "What's going on?"

The man stood up and held out his hand for Izuku to shake. "It's so good to see you, son."