Ch. 17

As the week passes, it quickly becomes more and difficult to hide how she feels about Katsuki.

Ami had been having a hard time with remembering not to look at him for too long, and to not address him super casually in front of anyone except for Mina and Eijiro. While they were friends, not even his closest of friends did so... with the exception of Midoriya, of course. On top of it all, she had the urge to be close to him constantly, whether that meant walking by his side in the halls or sitting with him at lunch. She tried to keep it casual, to keep not only the students' attention off of them but the teachers' too.

That didn't stop Katsuki from sneaking glances at her during class though, constantly meeting her eyes almost everytime she would look over at him with the intent of doing the same. Each time he never failed to make the butterflies in her stomach flutter, holding the promise of things she wouldn't dare let herself think about in class. No matter how tempting it may have been.

She'd been sleeping in her room alone for the last few days, not wanting to push their luck with how they'd been getting away with spending an inordinate amount of time in the other's room so far. They did text, however, and he never failed to let her know that he wanted her with him.

K: "This sleeping alone shit is the worst."

A: "So I see that even though we've only shared a bed all of two times that I've already spoiled you."

K: "I'm not "spoiled". I just have a preference now."

The texts had quickly gone from shy, to comfortable, to intimate after that. Once he'd gotten comfortable, he was the one to make the first move.

K: "I have something planned for the next time you spend the night with me. I wanted to do it when I stayed over a few nights ago but you fell asleep after the movie."

Katsuki had pulled her to his chest and the rise and fall of it had put her to sleep as the credits began to roll that night. He comforted her in a way no one had been able to in a long time. When she'd woken up the next morning before him she'd been once again struck by just how pretty he was. Blonde wisps of hair lit by the rays of sun filtering in though her window, eyes gently moving beneath his lids as he dreamt, and his arm thrown around her protectively even then. The light highlighted the scars on the side of his face and she'd gently traced them with her fingertips, which had made him hum softly in his sleep.

A: "Oh? What do you have planned?"

K: "It's a surprise."

She was genuinely happy, and happiness wasn't something she was used to having. With the ever present threat of losing it all, however, she was treading carefully. So if that meant she had to keep her distance and keep her hands to herself, then so be it.

Although... she did wonder what it would've felt like to hold his hand as they walked down the halls of UA together. Or what it would feel like to be open with their affection, like any other couple.

Ami could imagine the stares they'd get already. UA's most volatile member of it's Big Three walking hand-in-hand with the new transfer student from Seiai. It definitely would be a sight to see. The two of them laughing in the hall, Katsuki carrying her stuff for her and pressing soft kisses to the top of her head.

Katsuki pokes her arm with his pencil eraser, pulling her out of her thoughts with a small jump. "You look so far away." He murmurs. "Where'd you go?"

She subtly looks around before responding. "To a reality where my uncle never gave me any rules to live by." She says softly. She knew he'd know what she meant.

"Do you think he'd change his mind?"

She shakes her head. "Not while I'm here. Graduation comes first." Which wasn't necessarily a bad rule, except for the fact that she was already breaking it. "By that point it wouldn't matter and I'd be free to do as I please."

"Well, on the note of family." Katsuki says, lowering his voice now. "My parents want to go out for some damn family dinner they've been bothering me about all day. Do you maybe want to save me from sheer fucking boredom and come with me?"

Ami blanks, blinking at him in silent shock. Meet his parents??

"Did you tell them?" She hisses under her breath.

"I haven't told them shit." He makes a face. "The last thing I need them doing is bothering me every damn day about meeting you. Surprising them is... less annoying."

"Are..." She hesitates for a moment. "Are you sure you want me to meet them already? Isn't it... too soon for that?"

Katsuki snorts, lowering his voice to hide his words beneath the chatter of their classmates, "I'm fucking you. Damn near every day, too. I don't think it's 'too soon' for anything by this point."

Ami feels her face burning so she shields her cheeks with her hands, "Katsuki!" While he wasn't wrong, being reminded of the fact while surrounded by their classmates was a different story.

"So yes or no?"

She chews on her bottom lip lightly, debating. While meeting his family would be a big step, it could be a problem if they wanted to meet hers. She couldn't exactly introduce them to her family when they didn't even know she was dating Katsuki. But... she didn't want to miss this chance to leave a good early impression. Just in case.

"Ok. Yes."

When class ends the pair joins the rest of their classmates and students from 3-B in the common room. They'd all trained together as a class today so there was no real need for them to do it again after class for a second time.

"So how different is Seiai from UA?" Pony Tsunotori had been asking Ami questions since her class had arrived. While the questions weren't minded, she was obviously extremely curious. Her English-accented Japanese was pretty good, but every now and then she would combine the two and then start speaking English full-out.

Ami scrunches up her nose, "Well everyone here is a lot nicer, for one."

"She said the girls are really competitive at Seiai," Kinoko says. "She went to school with a bunch of mean girls."

"It was like that in America." Pony sighs in English. "The hero course classes were worse. Everyone wanted to be like Star."

America's fallen #1 had been a shining example of what a hero should be. She'd lost her life fighting Tomura Shigaraki and All For One early on in the final stages of the big battle. A fight that ended up claiming many other lives and careers in one fatal blow.

Ami thinks of all of Mirko's prosthetics, each limb having been ripped off in the final fight, and then of all the physical and emotional scars her classmates had...

Then she looks at Katsuki.

Katsuki's eyes meet hers, as if he'd already been looking. He's lounging on the couch between Eijiro and Izuku, listening to Kaminari chatter animatedly from the floor in front of them. Whatever the guys were talking about was clearly more light-hearted, but Katsuki's attention was on her. Her look of concern had probably caught his attention, as he tilts his head subtly in a way as if you ask "Are you ok?".

Ami gives him a small nod and flash of a smile. The topic wasn't pleasant, but she wasn't uncomfortable. Just sad.

"He's been looking over here for a while." Setsuna Tokage says quietly, almost in a whisper. She looks up at Ami now from her seat on the floor. "I heard from some gossip that you two were fighting?"

Ami laughs a little, "We were. We're fine now." Guess that's something to be wary of. If gossip was an issue they had to worry about, then they had to be even more careful.

With Katsuki being one of The Big 3, it made sense that he would be watched. The girls had told her that when they first started at UA, Katsuki had been a hothead way beyond the energy he showed now. He picked one-sided fights, called people by mildly offensive nicknames after not caring to learn their names, relentlessly antagonized Midoriya, and always dove headfirst into any kind of fight he could: vocally and physically.

She both could and couldn't see it, especially now with all the time they'd spent together. When they'd first met he was... definitely a bit of an asshole. He was cocky, impatient, and arrogant. But now...? Katsuki was... gentle. He was protective and loving. Still impatient, but it was obvious he was working on it. He genuinely cared.

"Leave it to Bakugo to make an enemy of the new student in less than a few months." Tokage sighs. "He's changed a lot but he's still as awful at making friends as ever."

"He's not so bad after he stops fighting it." Ami says with a smile. "He automatically thought I was a problem since I was from a different hero school. Didn't help that I got sat right next to him either."

"You know," Pony says then, looking over at Katsuki to where he's now turned his attention to Eijiro. "Bakugo's pretty cute when he's not scowling or looking angry."

"Yeah totally, but he'd be a nightmare to date. Could you imagine that? Fighting all the time, competing with his ego, and constantly having to be in his shadow since he's one of The Big 3?" Setsuna tsks. "I'm not patient enough for that."

It takes all of Ami's strength not to make a face at her assumption. Katsuki and Ami had only had that one fight so far, while other times he was peaceful. His ego had only been a problem in the past, and as for being in his shadow... Well, they weren't openly a couple. They were seen as separate entities still, so that wasn't a problem. If they went on to stay together as pros however... being called Ground Zero's girlfriend over her hero name would be beyond annoying. Especially if he ever became one of the top five pros and she didn't.

Shaking that train of thoughts from her head, she settles herself back into the moment at present. She was going to meet his parents soon, and that would be another big step in their relationship. Ami needed to worry about the now, not the later.

*Ding!*

She looks down at her phone and sees a message waiting to be opened. The little orange heart emoji lets her know immediately that it's Katsuki.

K: What's wrong, Shortstack?

Biting her lip, she tries not to hesitate for too long before replying:

A: I just don't like the topic of the conversation is all. I'm ok.

K: What's the topic?

This time she did hesitate. While it wasn't necessarily a bad thing that they were talking about him, she didn't know how well he would take to knowing he was the topic. But he always could tell when she wasn't being entirely honest so it was only a matter of time before he found out anyway.

A: They... started talking about you.

K: Me? What the hell for?

A: Pony made some comment about thinking you were cute and the girls kind of just... went with it. Setsuna saw you looking over here and that's what started it.

K: Is it that obvious that I was watching you?

Ami smiles at that. She liked the idea of him sneaking peeks at her, and it wasn't exactly obvious that he was doing it. So far only one person had noticed aside from Ami herself.

A: Setsuna just saw me looking at you and brought it to my attention that you'd been looking over for a while.

K: No surprise there that she fucking noticed. She's... uncomfortably observant.

A: The topic was just hitting too close to home for my comfort. While I'm not too bothered by it, they don't exactly have the most... positive opinions on you either.

K: They remember when I was still kind of a punk. I wasn't... the best person.

Over the months that had passed, she had heard different takes on Katsuki's personality before he'd changed. None of them were overly positive aside from Eijiro's opinion of him, which was always unfaltering. It was hard to truly see him being as bad as he was made out to be at the time, but from the way Midoriya had spoken on it, it had been... extreme. It hadn't been something she or Katsuki had ever brought up, though. Sometimes it was best to just leave the past where it was.

A: I've heard. That doesn't change anything though. What matters is that you've grown and you're better for it now. I know you, and you're a good person in my opinion.

K: I try to be. I'm happy that's what you see.

Ami looks up and smiles at him, lightly touching her fingers to her lips and blowing him a small kiss.

Katsuki catches it and presses his hand to his chest, a subtle smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He'd been a lot happier these days, less bossy and more relaxed. It was a noticable change, enough so that their classmates had taken to talking to him more easily than before. It seemed like the threat of him showing aggression had disappeared.

*Ding!*

Ami looks down again at her screen.

K: Meet me in my room tonight?

Her stomach flips and a tiny exhale escapes her lips. It had been a few days since they'd spent the night together, and she missed sleeping beside him immensely.

A: Should we risk it?... Of course I want to, always, but...?

K: Meet me in the kitchen then?

Ami sees Katsuki stand up and head towards the boy's side of the dorms. The kitchen was a common space so it could be accessed from both the boys' and girls' sides of the building, so going separate ways to get to the same place would look less suspicious.

But to be safe...

Ami sends off a quick text to Mina.

A: Text me if anyone leaves the room and heads towards the elevators or the kitchen.

Mina glances over at her before her eyes quickly dart over to where Katsuki used to be.

M: Going to sneak off to spend some time with Bakugo I see.

Ami suppresses a grin before heading towards the girl's dorms. She turns left and circles back into the kitchen, which is empty. Frowning, she turns in a circle before having to suppress a yelp when a hand grabs her arm and pulls her back behind the door she'd just come through.

Katsuki pulls her to his chest, grinning down at her. "That was fast," He comments. "I expected to be waiting for a while."

She takes a steadying breath to calm her heart rate down, "You scared the hell out of me."

He presses a gentle kiss to her lips, "Let me make up for it then." Katsuki's hands go down to grip the backs of her thighs, picking her up so that her legs wrap around his hips.

Ami grips his shoulders and allows herself to be carried to one of the tables along the side of the kitchen. "Make up for it how?" She asks, leaning in for another kiss. She'd love to get more of those.

Katsuki lays her down on the table, wedging himself between her thighs. "The way I do it best," He murmurs. His fingers slide up her thighs to grip her panties, pulling the thin fabric between them to the side. "Making you cum."

"Katsuki!" She hisses, her heart jumping into her throat. She quickly glances around towards both doorways. "We could get caught!"

He drops down to his knees, placing his head between her thighs. Pulling her down more by her hips, his eyes meet hers. "Then be quiet and listen so we don't."

Ami's resolve melts immediately with the first long lick Katsuki pushes into her. She grips his hair as her head falls back, biting down on her lip to suppress the moan trying to fight free.

Katsuki's fingers sink into her skin, gripping tightly as he swirls and flicks his tongue against her clit. "Fuck, I missed this."

She arches her back, spreading her thighs further. He made it hard for her to argue when he made her feel like this, especially when she'd been missing him too. The hairs on the back of her neck stand up when he moans softly, pulling her closer so his tongue can explore deeper. The sound of ripping reaches her ears and she squirms. "Y-... You're gonna rip them." She whispers into her hand.

"Then I'll buy you new ones." He says softly, pulling them even further to the side. He loops his fingers through the fabric, securing it, before slipping his tongue inside of her.

Ami rocks her hips, careful not to shake the table too much. The last thing she needed was someone curious enough to investigate if she did. "Katsuki..."

"Mhm?"

She grips the edge of the table, trying to catch her breath as she feels her orgasm starting to build, "I'm close."

He moves up to suck on her clit before standing up, making the feeling fade almost as quickly as it had begun.

Ami can't help it. She pouts.

Katsuki's answering grin is breathtaking. He reaches down and grabs her face with his right hand, tugging her panties off with the left. "You're so cute when you pout like that," He murmurs. "But don't worry. I'm not done yet." He tucks her panties into his pocket and unbuttons his pants. He tugs them down in the front, pulling his boxers with them.

"Are you sure we should risk- Ugh!" Ami's words die on her lips as he fills her in one, fluid movement. Her head thumps dully against the wood surface as it falls back again.

Katsuki releases her face and leans forward over her, grabbing her wrists so he can pin them above her head to the table. "Fuck no," He gasps quietly. "But I want to." His strokes start up, slow and deep. "You have no idea what you do to me."

Ami whimpers, tightening around him at his words. "Then tell me," She whispers, eyes half-lidded as they meet his.

His grip on her wrists tighten. "You drive me fucking. Crazy." He growls, his thrusts matching pace with his words. "All I do is think about you, being inside of you, all fucking day. Every single day. I can't get enough of you."

Ami's breath catches and she licks her lips, her heart hammering in her chest as he leans in closer.

"I don't know how you did this to me," He continues, the fire in his eyes raging. "But you better never fucking stop. Tell me you're mine."

Her back arches, her hips moving with his to desperately try to match his pace. "I'm yours." She gasps out.

Katsuki adjusts his grip on her wrists, catching them both in his left hand as he brings his right down to hike her leg up around his waist. "I can't wait to get you alone completely. I want to hear what you sound like when you don't hold back." He murmurs. "Hear all those pretty little moans you try so hard to hold in."

Ami's head was swimming. She didn't know if it was the threat of getting caught or the words coming from his mouth that were doing it, but she was quickly falling over the edge. "Please." She whimpers softly.

"Please what?"

"Fuck me harder."

The growl that sounds in his throat is louder this time. "Sounds to me like you want to get us caught." But the look in his eyes said he didn't care if they did.

Her fists clench and unclench, trying to ground herself before she said something she'd regret. "Then make me cum before I do something that does."

Katsuki leans in and bites her bottom lip, pulling her into a heated kiss that leaves her head spinning. "Then when I get you alone later, I'm fucking you until you forget your own name." He pulls out slowly, grinning when a shaky moan escapes her lips. Then he's back on his knees, gripping her thighs and pulling her back to his face.

Ami sits up on her elbows, spreading her thighs as Katsuki eats her. "And until I can only say yours." She promises, grinding her hips against his mouth.

When her phone vibrates beside her she almost ignores it, until she glances over and sees a text from Mina.

M: Kaminari incoming!

Ami yelps and stands up, accidentally knocking Katsuki back.

"What-!"

"Kaminari's coming!" She whispers.

Katsuki's eyes widen before glinting in annoyance. "Damn it!" He stands up and picks her up with him, pulling her to the kitchen closet beside them and shutting the door right before the lights flick on outside.

Two sets of footsteps enter and they hear voices follow immediately behind.

"I'm telling you, once that game comes out no one's hearing anything from me until I beat it." Kaminari's voice says.

"I haven't really played them but I heard they're good." The second voice belongs to Juzo Honenuki.

"They're the best! When I get it you can come over and play it with me."

"Sounds like a plan."

Ami looks down at Katsuki, where he's kneeling in front of her under the wall shelves that hang in the way. The closet was cramped, full of cleaning supplies and kitchen bags, so it gave them very little space.

"What should we do?" She mouths to him.

Katsuki shrugs and grips the bottom of her skirt, "Continue." Then he leans forward and brushes his tongue against her clit.

Ami's body jumps, and she moves to avoid knocking anything over as Katsuki lifts her leg and puts her thigh over his shoulder. "They'll hear!" She mouths back.

"Then stay quiet." He says, peeking above her skirt briefly before going back under. He slips two fingers inside of her and spreads her with two others, giving himself easier access. Katsuki starts sucking softly on her clit, leaning in to lick up and down whenever she accidentally bucks her hips.

She could feel herself dripping down her thigh, her knee going weak in the only leg that was supporting her. Ami grips onto his hair for some hope of support, her eyes drifting shut.

"Usually I play games with the guys but everyone's been kinda weird recently." Kaminari continues from outside. "Kinda distant. I expect it from Bakugo but not from Kirishima or Sero."

Ami feels Katsuki react to his name, but he doesn't pause. She could feel her orgasm coming on faster this time, so she rubs herself against his tongue and bites her lip to keep quiet.

Katsuki fingers her as he licks, leaning in to suck his fingers clean as she soaks his hand.

"Come on, Ami." He says softly. "Cum for me."

Ami feels her knees give for a second before she catches herself. She pulls his head back and places her left hand against the wall for support as she rides his face, whimpering softly to herself as she cums.

Katsuki holds her in place, lapping up every drop. His eyes meet hers and that's when she feels her knees give out. He catches her, making sure she doesn't hit anything that makes a sound.

The light outside in the kitchen turns off and the sound of departing footsteps follows, the mumble of Kaminari and Honeneki's voices fading with it.

"That was really fucking close." Ami whispers.

Katsuki leans in to kiss the insides of her thighs. "But worth it." He replies. "I'm going to need you to come to my room with me now anyway, though."

She frowns, confused, until Katsuki rotates her so that her back in against the door.

He stands up and takes her hand, pressing it up against the hardness in his pants. "I think going back out there like this is a bigger giveaway than us both disappearing."

Ami nods, moving her hand up and slipping it down between fabric and skin, and watches as Katsuki sucks in a soft breath, throbbing beneath her fingertips. "And it's not like they'd have any proof we left together..."

Katsuki cups her face in his hand and gently brushes his thumb over her bottom lip, "Let's go."