Hi all, Holly here ^_^ for Bonfire night Pandora asked for some Kiri being a bit overworked and Izuku helping him to feel better (with his butt teehee) so I hope you all enjoy what I came up with as much as she did 3
It starts somewhere between Sunday night and Monday morning. Izuku wakes in the middle of the night, reaching over to find Eijirou's side of the bed cold and empty. The bedroom door is open and there is a faint light coming from the direction of the living room. Blearily he climbs out of bed and wanders out of the bedroom to find Eijirou sitting at the sofa with papers spread out all over the coffee table. He looks deep in thought and if it were a reasonable hour Izuku wouldn't disturb him but, right now, it's not a reasonable hour.
"Eiji come back to bed," he mumbles, rubbing his eyes against the light. "It's nearly three in the morning."
Eijirou looks over his shoulder to see Izuku standing in the doorway, still in his oversized Red Riot t-shirt. "Go back to bed Izu, I'll be through in a minute."
"What are you doing?" Izuku asks, padding over to the sofa and wrapping his arms around Eijirou from behind so he can look at the papers.
"Amajiki just bought these over for me to look through, we've got a meeting with a hero agency from Trinidad first thing so both of us need to read up so we know everything about them by the time we meet," Eijirou says, turning to press a kiss to Izuku's cheek.
Izuku frowns. "Why couldn't they just send it first thing, or last night if it's that important?" he asks. "They can't expect you to work in the middle of the night."
"Well it's still the afternoon over there and they're staying later tomorrow so they can meet with us."
The pout that crosses Izuku's face on his behalf is adorable. "Okay fine," he mumbles. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Pressing another kiss to his cheek Eijirou shakes his head. "No I'll be alright."
"You want some coffee?"
"Actually that would be amazing," Eijirou says smiling, "but I can sort it, you go back to bed."
Izuku shakes his head and hugs him tighter. "I'll stay up and keep you company and I'll make you some coffee so you can keep going."
Eijirou runs his fingers through Izuku's hair. "You're the best, you know that?"
"I just want to make things as easy for you as possible," Izuku tells him.
With a chuckle Eijirou turns back to his stack of papers. "I think you're going to have your work cut out for you then."
The rest of Monday has Eijirou working all day, finally stumbling home much later than usual and practically passing out as soon as he's eaten dinner. Tuesday is no better and neither is Wednesday as Eijirou seems to be working himself more and more ragged – Fat Gum even has to carry him home Wednesday evening, apologising to Izuku for keeping him at the office for so long. Izuku makes Eijirou some dinner when he finally wakes up and sets an alarm for four in the morning for him.
Stroking his fingers through red as Eijirou sleeps, completely dead to the world, Izuku sighs. He can see the toll this week is taking on Eijirou – he hasn't even had the chance to touch up his roots like he'd originally planned. Izuku wants to do something to help but he knows there isn't much to be done. They knew what they signed up for when they decided to become pro heroes but this feels like it's too much considering they haven't long finished their training.
It's clear that it's too much when Izuku overhears Eijirou on the phone. There's a definite edge to his voice, one that Izuku has never heard before.
"I know and I'll get it done, I've just got a lot going on right now," Eijirou says, clearly trying to hold himself back from snapping. "Yes but... I said I'd do it so... Look will you let me finish, I... Jesus Christ, I said I'd get it done and I will, get off my fucking back!" he finally snaps. Izuku watches him hang up the phone and throw it into the depths of the sofa cushions, letting out a frustrated growl.
Cautiously Izuku takes a step closer. "Eiji..." he says softly, hoping not to poke the bear further, "you okay?"
Eijirou sighs and rubs his hands over his face. "Yeah," he replies. "I'm sorry baby, I'm just tired."
"Who was that on the phone?" Izuku asks, still a little tentative hoping that he won't make matters worse.
Another sigh leaves Eijirou's lips. "Bakugou, I should call back and apologise for snapping at him."
"Kacchan can take it," Izuku tells him, wrapping his arms around him comfortingly. "The amount of time I've seen him have screaming matches with people one day and then be perfectly normal with them the next is way too many. He won't hold it against you."
"You sure?" Eijirou asks.
Izuku nods, giving him a comfortingly smile. "You let me deal with Kacchan you just do whatever you need to do so you can get some sleep tonight," he says.
A relieved smile spreads over Eijirou's face. "You're the best Izu," he says and presses a kiss to Izuku's forehead. What would I do without you?"
"Probably get into more fights with Kacchan," Izuku chuckles making Eijirou laugh too.
"Yeah probably."
Hugging him tightly Izuku hopes that he can rub away some of the tension he can feel in Eijirou's back. The week is nearly over and hopefully Eijirou will be allowed some time off at the weekend to rest and recuperate from all this work. As soon as he's free Izuku is going to do something to make sure that Eijirou has the chance to relax. Making up his mind Izuku decides to ask either Fat Gum or Tamaki when he can have his boyfriend back.
The next morning while he's working Izuku gets a message from Eijirou before he's even had the chance to contact anyone from his agency. Eijirou tells him that they'll be done with this project by that evening. He'll be home late but it will be the last time for the moment and then he doesn't have to go into the office until the following Tuesday. Izuku could jump for joy when he reads it and his brain starts whirling at a mile a minute, making plans for how he can make Eijirou feel like himself again.
Eijirou slowly climbs the stairs to the flat he and Izuku share. The broken lift is just the shitty icing on this awful cake. He's been at the office more than he's slept this week (one of the problems working with an international hero agency in a country thirteen hours behind them) and he's in desperate need of a bath. Having said that he's finally free to sleep as much as he wants and to spend time with Izuku as he's definitely neglected him over the last week.
"I'm home," he calls as he closes the front door behind himself.
"Welcome home," Izuku says coming into the hallway, smiling a him and looking so soft that Eijirou feels his heart clench. "How was your day?"
"Long," Eijirou says coming over to pull Izuku in for a kiss. "It's over now though, I'm free."
Izuku giggles, hugging him tightly. "Yeah I was so glad when you told me that you've got the weekend off."
"Yeah I can become human again rather than being like a plate of week old pasta," Eijirou laughs.
A soft smile spreads over Izuku's face and he hugs Eijirou a little tighter. "I know this has been an awful week for you and I haven't been able to help much."
"I'm sorry I've been so stressed out," Eijirou cuts in. "You've been amazing this week just putting up with me."
"Well if you think I've been great just being here then you're going to love what I have planned for the weekend," Izuku says.
Eijirou blinks. "Huh?"
"I ordered us dinner from that place you love," Izuku replies.
Taking a second Eijirou sniffs the air and the waft of something delicious meets his nose. "Oh that smells so good!"
"And I've planned out our whole weekend," Izuku continues as if he hasn't spoken. "We can sleep in, order breakfast, we won't bother getting dressed and we'll watch that movie series that you love."
Eijirou can't stop the groan that sounds in the back of his throat. "Oh my god, that sounds amazing!" he says, "but are you sure; each one of those films is like four hours long."
Izuku laughs. "Well we have time," he says. "Neither of us has to be anywhere and I think you need it after the week you've had."
Taking hold of his face Eijirou pulls Izuku in for a long kiss. "You really are wonderful," he says. "What would I do without you?"
"Probably live at the gym," Izuku replies with a cheeky grin. "Shall we go and have dinner before it gets cold?"
Before Eijirou has the chance to answer his stomach rumbles. Cheeks flushing he chuckles awkwardly. "Yeah that sounds like good idea."
Dinner is exactly what the doctor ordered; it fills Eijirou up way more than the vending machine sandwiches he had for lunch and makes him feel as if he's more human than he has in a week. All throughout dinner he can't take his eyes off Izuku. He really is beautiful and Eijirou finally has the chance to spend time with him. Once he's finished his food Eijirou can't help but reach over and cup Izuku's cheek, running his thumb over his soft skin.
"Eiji..."
"I love you Izu."
Turning his head Izuku kisses the palm of Eijirou's hand. "I love you too," he says. "How are you feeling after some food?"
"So much better," Eijirou replies. "You're amazing."
"So you keep telling me," Izuku chuckles getting to his feet. "How about we leave the cleaning up tonight and head to bed?"
There's a sparkle in his eye that tells Eijirou that sleeping is the furthest thing on Izuku's mind right now and his pulse quickens. When he made up with Katsuki after their argument Katsuki professed that Eijirou should get laid to work out some of the tension and Eijirou's wondering if he might be right. The way Izuku looks is so tempting that Eijirou wants to wrap himself up in everything that is him. Izuku reaches a hand out and Eijirou takes it without hesitation.
"Yeah, let's go to bed."
Izuku flashes him a coy smile as he leads him to their bedroom. Without a word Izuku wraps his arms around Eijirou's neck and pulls him in for a long, slow kiss. As if a dam breaks inside him Eijirou is instantly consumed in all things Izuku; the smell of his hair, the feel of his lips, the weight of him pressed against his chest. It's all too perfect that Eijirou doesn't think he'll be able to control the desperate urge he has inside him.
"Wow," he gasps as they both part for air.
"Eiji... I want you," Izuku pants, his fingers beginning to tug on Eijirou's shirt.
"I want you too baby," Eijirou tells him as he pulls Izuku's t-shirt up too. "Wanna make you feel good."
"Don't hold back," Izuku moans as he throws Eijirou's shirt to the floor and tugs him towards their bed. "I want you to fuck me!"
His words sent heat raging through Eijirou's blood and his cock aches. "You want it?" he asks, his voice low and throaty.
"Yes," Izuku begs, all but ripping Eijirou's trousers open. "Fuck me 'til I'm screaming!"
Eijirou's self control can only hold out so long before it shatters. He grabs Izuku's wrists and pins them to the bed above his head. "You want me to make you scream baby?" he purrs in Izuku's ear before gently dragging his teeth over the lobe.
"Oh god yes," Izuku moans, pushing Eijirou's trousers and boxers down to grab handfuls of his ass. "Want your cock filling me, missed it."
A deep chuckle sounds from the back of Eijirou's throat as he begins pressing hot, open mouthed kisses down Izuku's neck and to his chest. "Did I neglect you too much last week?" he asks, brushing his fingers lightly over freckled skin.
"Wanted you and thought it might help you be less stressed but didn't want to bother you," Izuku gasps as those teeth graze his nipple.
Smirking up at him Eijirou flicks his tongue over the same nipple. "You know you're never a bother baby. I'm sorry I wasn't able to take care of you like I wanted to."
"You... ah... gonna take care of me?" Izuku asks, rolling his hips up slightly as Eijirou begins removing the last of his clothes.
"Always," Eijirou says beginning to kiss up the inside of Izuku's thigh. "I'm going to make you feel so good, stretch you open on my cock."
All Izuku can do is moan and cling to the sheets as Eijirou retrieves lube and slicks up his fingers. The soft bite to the tender flesh really doesn't help either. He feels himself already coming apart as Eijirou slips the first fingers inside him. Eijirou has always known exactly how to make Izuku weak, a slave to his touch. Breath catching in his throat Izuku tries to hold it together as Eijirou works him open slowly to two and then three fingers, taking his time to really make Izuku writhe.
"Eiji..." he gasps. "Eiji please, I need more!"
"Oh you need more?" Eijirou asks, smirking at him as Izuku desperately tries to hold it together.
Izuku nods. "Please," he begs, gripping the pillow beneath his head. "I need your cock inside me, stop teasing me!"
"Am I teasing you too much baby?" Eijirou asks, purposefully curling his fingers up against Izuku's prostate. He loves having Izuku like this beneath him: flushed, panting and with his pupils blown wide. Izuku is a tantalising vision and Eijirou wants... no needs to possess him.
"Yes! Want your cock now!" Izuku demands pulling Eijirou up and in for a tongue heavy kiss.
Pulling himself away from Izuku's lips is insanely difficult but he manages to. Grabbing the lube Eijirou hurriedly slicks up his cock, desperate to lose himself in everything that is Izuku. Strong hands grip Izuku's thighs as Eijirou positions himself between them. The look on Izuku's face is utterly sinful with his kiss swollen lips there's no way he's going to be able to keep his composure for much longer. Leaning down he kisses those tempting lips once more.
"I love you Izuku," he says softly.
"I love you too," Izuku gasps. "Now please fuck me!"
He sounds so desperate that Eijirou can't help but chuckle. "Okay."
Without another word he sinks inside Izuku, burying himself in him and forcing a moan from him. Eijirou can't hold back the groan of his own as he begins to thrust into Izuku. Strong legs wrap around his hips as he pounds into Izuku, pressing kisses to every part of him that he can. The way Izuku clings to him and clenches around him as Eijirou shifts his hips to hit his prostate has Eijirou already close to losing it.
"Izu," Eijirou pants holding himself up on one hand he reaches down to stroke Izuku's cock in time with his thrusts, "I'm close."
"Me too, come with me Eiji!"
The sweet moan that accompanies the demand has Eijirou coming, his orgasm suddenly hitting him. At the same time he gives Izuku's cock a squeeze, causing him to clench around him as he comes. Eijirou keeps up the movement of his hand and hips until Izuku is trembling from overstimulation. Slowing his thrusts Eijirou holds Izuku close, taking in everything that is him, almost overwhelmed with his feelings.
"I love you Izu," he whispers, holding him tightly. "You're amazing."
Smiling Izuku strokes his fingers over Eijirou's face. "I love you too Eiji."
Eijirou pulls out and lies down next to Izuku. "We should get cleaned up."
"Yeah," Izuku says lacing his fingers with Eijirou's and kissing the back of his hand, "and we can sleep in tomorrow before we start the films."
"Thank you," Eijirou smiles.
"What for ?" Izuku asks.
"For being wonderful."
Resting his head on Eijirou's chest Izuku gives him a beaming smile. "Well you deserve it, you deserve the world."
"You are my world Izu," Eijirou says, brushing Izuku's hair out of his eyes and kissing him once more.