Title: Heat of the Moment

Summary: His face felt hot, but he told himself not to think about where his hand was and what he had just done and chill. It wasn't like he meant to squeeze her juicy-no! ass or anything. It just fucking happened. She knew it was an accident. She was too honest for her own good. She probably wouldn't even mention it afterward, which was a good thing because the last thing Katsuki wanted or needed was for someone to start walking around claiming he like to squeeze Asui's ass or liked her or whatever.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything


WARNING: Smut and explicit sexual content!

Honestly, it was all those fuckers from general studies' fault. With so much time on their hands, they always seemed to come up with some stupid idea how to improve their lives, society, and environment usually resulting in some bullshit activities that only made Katsuki miss out on things he actually needed and wanted to do to improve himself and get closer to his goal as a hero. The activities themselves were usually so stupid and pointless like bake sales, festivals, or events for brats, and somehow, he always seemed to get dragged to those no matter how much he fucking tried to get out of them.

This time, the bright idea of those idiots was that students should be divided into pairs and do something to improve the lives of others in their dorms.

What a load of crap!

They were disgusting, horny, and annoying teenagers forced to co-exist side by side nothing could improve them.

Some worked out fine, he supposed. Round Face's and Ear's organized movie nights. Although he didn't care for it, a package of sweets and other junk food just for that person from Ponytail and that Half and Half Bastard was a nice gesture. Big Mouth and Tail made cupcakes which after Kirishima shoved one down his throat, even he had to admit were decent enough.

Others were disastrous like Kaminari and Purple Perv's attempt to wash students' (read girl's) clothes which ended up supervised by Glasses and clothes replaced by sheets and ended up pinkish because Ashido's pink sock got stuck in one of them.

It was a fucking nuisance, and Katsuki was honestly wondering if the next time one of those suckers from general studies shows up to explain to them their new bright idea, he wouldn't just blast him the fuckers out back into their nobody class where they belonged. Seriously, it was getting on his nerves with those assholes. If they wanted to get to hero course, they should work on themselves, not work on these bullshit school activities. No wonder they were all stuck there.

The only somewhat positive side to the whole task was that considering his options, he ended up with Froggy and with the task cooking everyone dinner. If he ended up with Kirishima, he would probably end up doing all the damn work because the redhead couldn't cook an egg to save his life. If he ended up with Ashido who at least knew how to make something, he would probably still end up doing all the work as the girl had a patience span of a toddler sometimes. If he ended up with shitty Deku…well, he tried not to think about that option as he only felt himself becoming upset for no reason since he didn't end up with him. In the end was paired with Asui, who true to her no conflict attitude easily suggested they joined forces and make dinner.

All in all, being paired with Asui, who knew how to fucking cut an onion without stabbing herself in the elbow (honestly, what the fuck Kaminari?), and who knew how to follow instructions and keep her small talk to a minimum and her questions on point was a blessing. It might have even been perfect since Katsuki enjoyed cooking and found it calming if he wasn't shouting every five seconds at one of his idiotic friends and classmates, except-

'Bakugou-chan?' her voice came from behind him as they were working with their backs to each other.

'What? Don't tell me you cut yourself, Froggy,' he warned her, but it came out less heated than it ever had when he had to use that sentence on anyone else.

Asui had this weird calming effect about her if she wasn't full-on teasing him. She was less annoying because of it than most, Katsuki was somewhat grateful, she was the one who ended up with him here.

'I'm not even cutting anything now, kero. How would I stab myself?' she asked in her typical blunt manner but with a sense of curiosity and amusement in her voice.

'You would be surprised,' mumbled the ash-blond mentally wondering the same thing.

Seriously, Kaminari how does one cut himself when he isn't even holding a knife?

'What do you want?' he asked as he finally washed his hands and turned around to the girl.

She was still standing with her back to him. Her long sea-green hair was spread over her shoulders and tied at the very end below her ass as usual. It wasn't that Katsuki paid special attention to Asui or whatever. But he wasn't as ignorant as people assumed. It wouldn't be wise if he slacked off on someone's weakness when he wanted to beat them after all. The first sports festival proved just that. Also, it wasn't hard to notice something when it constantly repeated itself. Asui always wore her hair loose only tying it around itself in a bow at the end probably so she wouldn't step on it or something. Not that he cared.

'I'm worried my hair will fall into the food,' she confessed genuinely sounding a bit embarrassed about the fact. Maybe he gave her too much credit for not being a total idiot like the rest of the class.

'THEN WHY THE HELL WOULDN'T YOU TIE YOUR HAIR IF YOU KNEW YOU WOULD BE HANDLING-'

'There's a hair tie in my left back pocket,' she cut in surprisingly firmly actually getting him to shut up, 'Could you please tie my hair with it? You can braid it. It will be shorter that way.'

Katsuki paused upon hearing that.

Back pocket

Tie her hair

His red eyes moved to the top of that sea-green head of hers and followed the length of her hair all the way to the bottom where it was casually tied into a bow by itself and then to the already mentioned left back pocket of her knee-long shorts. It was close to summer after all. Not yet, but definitely close enough.

Uh

He understood what she asked. He even understood why she asked. Her hands were dirty from dealing with the meat. It wasn't a hard task. Sure, he never braided anyone's hair but how damn hard could that be? In general, it wasn't a big fucking deal.

So why exactly his heartbeat speeded up, the ash-blond didn't have a single fucking clue. It was probably just too hot in the kitchen or something. It didn't matter. He could totally handle this and not make a big deal out of it.

'Fine,' Katsuki found himself saying not liking how weak his voice sounded like he was lacking his usual confidence which was odd.

The fuck? Get a grip!

In two steps he found himself behind the girl taking in how stupidly short she was. They were planning to be pro-heroes taking down villains two or ten times their size sometimes and Asui here was as petite as she was when the first year started.

Ridiculous Froggy.

'I'll pick up the tie,' he said somehow stiffly since it felt weird to just reach into her back pocket of those knee-long shorts of hers. He wasn't some fucking pervert like that Grape Juice freak, Mineta. He was just doing what she asked of him. It was a favor or whatever. Nothing to overthink. Nothing to be a weirdo about. Nothing to feel so different about.

'Okay,' said Asui without even turning around. She didn't sound distressed or bothered at all because why would she? They were classmates, and she probably knew him well enough to trust he wouldn't pull any funny business with her. She could definitely teach him a lesson if he tried. She proved so much often if they were ever paired for a sparring match genuinely holding her own and giving him a run for his money. He was even impressed with her more times than he would out loud admit. The girl had moved.

And so encouraged by her lack of nervousness or reservation on the matter, Katsuki mentally told himself to grow a pair and fucking do it already.

He reached his hand into the pocket that turned out to be quite a small and tight fit since Asui apparently didn't loosen it by putting any shit like keys or her phone into it before. Unfortunately, that meant that the ash-blond had to swallow to wet his dry throat and push his palm further inside trying not to pay too much attention that he was brushing her ass before he finally caught what could have been a piece of fabric, 'Fucking finally.'

Just as he reached further down the pocket to grip the tie, he realized for a second, he squeezed her cheek in the process causing Asui to flinch a bit.

Immediately Katsuki fished the tiny black hair tie out his eyes wide and horrified, 'Shit, I didn't mean to…'

'It's-fine, kero,' she said without turning around sounding just as humiliated as he felt. Well fucking great. Could he have been any more of a fucking perv about this?

His face felt hot, but he told himself not to think about where his hand was and what he had just done and chill. It wasn't like he meant to squeeze her juicy-no! ass or anything. It just fucking happened. She knew it was an accident. She was too honest for her own good. She probably wouldn't even mention it afterward, which was a good thing because the last thing Katsuki wanted or needed was for someone to start walking around claiming he like to squeeze Asui's ass or liked her or whatever.

Still, before he could stop himself, his eyes fell lower taking in her backside for a second. Asui worked on herself just as hard as everyone else did, and like himself, her quirk was good for combat, so she was forced to stay in good shape via sparring, swimming, and other exercises. He might not have cared much for girls and their bodies or whatever. But it fucking showed that Asui was fit and stayed in good shape.

It's a damn nice ass.

Just then he realized what he was doing, and his eyes once again widened momentary debating if he wasn't brain damaged because he couldn't recall the last time or if ever, he noticed anything like that about any woman let alone a classmate.

The fuck? Do her hair, you fucking creep!

His eyes snapped to the top of her head not daring to glance down again feeling like absolute shit for staring again. It was probably just a stupid teenage boy hormonal thing. Summer was coming. The weather was hot, and people were wearing fewer and fewer layers that were all. Asui apparently had a nice ass. He probably just needed to jerk off or something.

But not while thinking about Asui!

That would be fucked up.

'Bakugou-chan-'

'Hold still, I'm doing this,' he said firmly to both of them as he knew he needed to get a fucking grip already and push any sudden and unwanted thoughts away.

Seriously, what the fuck?

The first thing, Katsuki noticed when his fingers ran into Asui's sea-green hair that only now he realized actually was such a color was that it was surprising wasn't soft, but silky. It was a bit weird since for some reason, he would think it would be wet at least a bit probably due to the dark color and the girl's quirk. It was actually strangely nice to feel someone's hair like that or maybe it was just Asui's. It wasn't like his much softer one, but it was still very nice on the touch, and the boy found himself enjoying the texture of it.

Carefully, he worked his way from the top through her back pulling the end of her hair up to his level not trusting himself around her backside for now. It was really weird a moment ago, and he would rather not cross some line and get smacked by Asui's long tongue as he witnessed the Purple Perv get countless of times. He was honestly surprised the fucker didn't get expelled like ages ago.

Katsuki braided her hair with the few instructions he got from the girl and what he guessed was the way to braid anything. It wasn't rocket science after all, and Katsuki was proud to admit he was naturally good at shit even-odd shit like braiding someone's hair.

He worked in silence slowly exposing more and more of the girl's back as her hair suddenly seemed shorter.

Neat trick, he supposed. Girls could always pull stuff like that. Paint their faces with make-up to look different. Younger or older. Change their hair color whenever they please. More often than not to please someone else. In general, he found it all bullshit.

If a person didn't like you the way you are why bother?

'Do you ever think about dying your hair?' he asked before he could stop himself as he was coming close to the end of his task. The sea-green color wasn't bad. In fact, the boy couldn't imagine her with any other. This suited her just fine.

'No,' came the quick and firm answer as he would expect from someone like her before it was followed by a less certain, 'Why?'

'No reason,' he said, but then thought it maybe sounded like he would think she looked better with a different color and frowned genuinely upset with the idea, 'This one's good for you. You should stick to it.'

It sounded even lamer than it did in his head, and the boy mentally groaned and smacked himself feeling embarrassment taking over.

However, the sea-green-haired girl chuckled a bit. Not loudly. But it was soft and kinda cute, so it was definitely a nice sound. She probably did this all the time. She looked like the type of person who often smiled and laugh, but since she usually stuck to Deku's group, Katsuki stayed as far away as he could not really witness Asui in her daily happy state.

Katsuki swallowed a bit as she finally said, 'That's the plan, kero,' again her voice went a bit quieter when she added, 'Thanks. I don't think anyone ever told me that before.'

He didn't dare to humiliate himself with some other pathetic responses. He was probably just embarrassed about having to do this for her. It was more of a girly activity in general after all. But if he was about to say something he would point out that just meant everyone had poor taste because her hair was pretty.

Fuck, maybe we should open the window.

Katsuki was seriously losing it here.

The braid was finished only missing the tie to keep it from undoing itself which was when he stopped. It was still pretty long almost reaching her waists.

Carefully picking up the bottom he dragged it to the top of Tsuyu's head, 'Will it fall if I tie it on top of your head?'

'Not if you do it right,' she said her hands again moving to work on the food. At least one of them should as they were wasting time like this. Their knuckleheaded classmates would show up any moment demanding food like a starving mob, and they weren't even half done.

Taking up the challenge, Katsuki started to pull the braid into a bun on top of the girl's head. It looked a bit ridiculous. He was sure, Asui or any other girl would do it better, but it didn't seem to be falling once he was done with it crowing her head making it seem bigger. It looked a bit funny now that he thought about it.

'All done, Bakugou-chan?' asked Asui after a moment had passed with him not doing shit just admiring her head and his work.

'Yeah,' he said and ultimately glanced away from his masterpiece only for his red eyes to fall on the girl's newly exposed neck.

Oh

'All done,' he confirmed again his red eyes strangely hypnotized by the miniature pieces of hair that were curling right where her back hairline ended, and the fair flawless looking skin began.

His mouth went a bit dry. Again. It was hard to explain what exactly happened to him at that moment. It wasn't like it was the first time he saw a fucking neck for crying before for crying out loud. But the hotheaded ash-blond couldn't help, but stare at Asui's for some reason. She rarely kept her hair up. He recalled seeing her hair up during summer camp, but he never really saw the back of her neck like this. There was just something very interesting about it, and the ash-blond found himself very much fascinated by it.

It looks so soft and nice.

'Thank you, Katsuki-chan,' came her voice suddenly.

His eyes widened a sudden spark of something going through his body because he never heard her voice say his first name, and it sounded odd.

That was new.

He licked his lips suddenly feeling that they were as dry as his throat had been before.

Ever since he could remember, or at least since he started paying attention to the girl, she always called him her ridiculous Bakugou-chan. It was annoying, but no matter how much rude he was or how scarily he threatened her, she didn't seem to be fazed by it one damn bit always looking into his red eyes, with her large black ones so calmly and with a hint of teasing in a rather sweet voice repeating it all over again.

But Bakugou-chan, you use nicknames too, don't you, kero? She would say or some other bullshit getting even more on his nerves.

She was being a little shit for sure. She called everyone in such a way, so when he realized he wouldn't get her to stop, Katsuki tried to calm himself with the fact that at least it wasn't like she was singling him out.

This was fucking new and slightly weird. Especially now when he was so strangely hyper-aware of her. What the fuck was going on with him? Was he like getting heatstroke or something? Maybe he needed to drink more water. Since when was Asui's ass, hair, and neck so interesting.

This was the first time she ever used his first name and given all the strange things he did so far and how stuffy and hot was the air in the kitchen it only made him feel weirder than he had before.

He should probably yell or snorted something.

Tie your own hair next time, stupid Froggy.

Don't think this will happen again, Froggy.

Fucking cut your hair if you can't deal with it, Froggy.

Who the hell told you, you could call me that, Froggy?

Whatever, Froggy.

Any one of those would have been so Bakugou-like no one would have questioned it or even bat an eyelid about it.

So why wasn't he saying any of those things? Why was he just standing there looking at her neck and wondering if the skin there would be as soft as it looked? Also, why the hell did it look so soft and welcoming? Like it wanted him to reach out and test for himself how it felt. It wasn't right to think that. He couldn't just fucking touch her like that. The ass squeezing was an accident. Braiding her hair was something she asked of him. Reaching out and touching her with her not even able to see or something would be wrong on some many levels, he genuinely wondered if he was possessed for even thinking about such a shitty thing.

'You're welcome, Tsuyu,' he spoke but felt as if it wasn't even him who said that. It sounded calm and collected not as he felt in that moment at all as his whole body felt hot and weird over the thoughts that were crossing his mind regardless of Asui's neck. Also…

The fuck did he just call her by her first name for?

Even in his lowest moments, the ash-blond loudmouthed jerk was never that rude.

Katsuki could blame it on momentary insanity. He could blame it on the kitchen air being hot and stuffy and clouding his mind. He could blame it on the upcoming summer. He could blame it on getting hit by some random wild quirk on their way from the grocery store two hours ago. He could blame it on the fact that for the first time ever he noticed just how attractive Asui was. Fuck, he could blame it on any number of things for what he was about to do and well actually did do.

Before he could fucking stop himself or stop to think about what he was doing, Katsuki's hand reached out and the back of his fingers gently almost barely touched the skin where Asui's hairline ended and the beginning of the collar of her t-shirt began.

I'm fucking dead.

He thought as he felt the softness and warmth of her skin against his knuckles as he softly brushed them down and back up almost like he was stroking her.

It's delicate.

Katsuki would never think that of the girl. He saw her fight during training, gym, and even take down villains. She wasn't delicate at all. She was brutal and merciless knowing she had to take down her opponents before they would get her. But the skin he was currently greedily stroking was a different story.

His whole body shivered as his thoughts continued to wander into such dark places. If her skin there was soft, where else would it be this soft?

Fuck

Despite his newfound knowledge about the texture of Asui's skin or his own behavior, what was the most shocking thing was that the sea-green-haired girl didn't flinch as she had before when he touched her ass. No, this time, all Katsuki noticed was the slightest pause in her movements as she must have wondered what was he doing. So did fucking he.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, he didn't know yet, it didn't end there as in the next stupidly short or long second Katsuki leaned down to the ridiculous height that was Asui Tsuyu and pressed his fucking just a moment ago licked lips against the skin right below her hairline on the back of her neck that he a moment ago already marked with his touch.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK AM I DOING?!

Her skin was just as soft against his lips as it looked and felt by via his touch and despite his madness, the ash-blond did feel the slight tremor cross Asui's body when his lips touch it causing him to almost jump away until he heard the strange almost breathy way her voice said, 'Kat-suki.'

The ash-blond paused his escape and forced his red eyes to blink.

Why did she sound like that?

Fuck him sideways, because he couldn't recall if his name ever sounded so good coming from anyone's mouth.

Neither of them moved which was weird. He was probably hit with some pervy quirk or some shit, but why she wasn't turning around and tossing him across the room into the wall or ceiling, Katsuki didn't know.

He licked his lips again almost like he could taste her skin on them feeling a sense of thrill now like whenever he could sense he was about to get into a good fight. His body almost jumped from sensation. He felt like he was charged. What the fuck was he even doing?

Not knowing the answer, Katsuki leaned closer and pressed his lips against the spot again this time parting his lips a bit to fully taste her in a way. Although working in a hot kitchen sweating underneath all of that she still smelled like herself. Fresh rain and waterlilies. He noticed it once before during sparing when she pinned him into the mat. Even back then wondering if he freaking lost it because that was a fucking nice smell to have after twenty minutes of hardcore sparring. Even now she still smelled freaking fantastic. Was it her quirk? Maybe it could hypnotize him. All the ash-blond knew was that it was intoxicating and that if he had a say in that he would bury his nose against her skin and hair just to breath it in a bit longer.

Another shiver went through her body and Katsuki's stupid heart speeded up his body becoming even warmer than before.

'What the fuck are you doing?' his voice was hoarse, and he wasn't sure who he was asking her or himself. Probably himself because serious what the fuck was he doing?

The kero, she let out, was loud and breathless, but no words of outrage or any other emotion followed leaving him even more puzzled and for lack of better term or the need to sugar-code it horny.

This was sick, right? He was doing this to her, and he didn't even ask or fucking make a move or comment that he would even want to do that. Fuck, until right now, he didn't even think of Asui as hot or whatever, and now here he was fucking kissing her neck.

What the hell even was this?

Katsuki licked his lips. He should apologize, and fucking tell her to whack him with that long tongue of hers across the face. Although, in this stupid situation that might actually be more for his benefit than hers because to his absolute shock he found himself turned on. Maybe he was sick and was having a fever and that was why he was acting like an irrational pervert.

The kitchen seemed to have become even hotter than it was a moment ago.

Maybe he really was hit with some quirk that made him do this. That could have happened. Villains didn't play fair after all. They wanted to show him as even more of an unworthy of the hero status than he already was. Since he never would have expected himself to act this fucking way, it wasn't completely impossible. Fuck, how could he be so aroused in a moment like this?

He was standing behind her with his face leaning down to her neck moments away from kissing her there again.

'K-katsuki?' Asui asked sounding unsure and honestly, that freaked him out more than anything before. She didn't push him away or hit him or anything. She must have been in shock because this sort of disgusting behavior was something she would expect from that Purple Perv or some stranger on the street, not someone who barely seemed to even remember her name and never showed any indication he found her attractive yet here they were.

'Y-yeah?' he sounded just as unsure and pathetic as she did a moment ago only for him it was a million times more embarrassing and worse.

To his absolute shock she slowly very fucking slowly turned around. Her face was red and in general, she looked flushed probably from the heat inside the kitchen, but maybe from something else too.

Her face never revealed any of her emotions, but even so, Katsuki thought her eyes were a bit more wide than usual. Her hands were dirty from working with meat, and her chest was raising a falling a bit faster than it should which wasn't a good place for Katsuki's gaze to fall, but once again he couldn't help himself.

Her own tongue darted out, but instead of doing the sane thing and the most predictable thing in this situation and giving him what he deserved in form of some slap or some other form of violence, it only licked her own lips causing Katsuki to properly lose it.

Fuck

His hands were on her waist in an instant slamming her against the counter, not hard enough to hurt her, but with a force that kept her in place.

The height difference was very palpable now causing his heartbeat to speed up even more and the sensation inside him to riot. Her face was red, and her breathing was very loud now, but she still didn't push him away or did anything only letting out another kero sound.

Pretty.

He never noticed or cared, but at that moment looking as shaken as he felt, the ash-blond couldn't help but think just that. She was fucking pretty, and he wanted her.

He pushed even closer to her successfully pressing their bodies against each other which cause a flash of lightning to pass through him at the feeling of her breasts against his chest and stomach.

Her lips parted, but no words came out just another kero while her eyes moved to his lips.

'You can…,' she started quietly, and it was so bizarre to hear someone who was always blunt and oddly confident in herself like Asui to sound like that. Fuck, maybe Aizawa wouldn't expel him. He never expelled the freaking Grape Juice no matter how many times he tried to grope them. He doubted the perv actually got as far as fucking kissing their neck while they couldn't move or blocked their bodies with his own looking down at them and feeling like he wanted to bite them though.

Before he could spiral more or hear what the girl had to say, they heard laughter and voices and their classmates burst into the room.

In a second before they would actually see them as if in an agreement both Asui and he turned away looking like they were working the whole time and not doing whatever the fuck had just happened.

'Hey, how's it going? We're hungry!' whined Kirishima loudly, but not like he was angrily walking closer to them probably to see how much work they had although Katsuki couldn't help but feel paranoid thinking if he came close enough he would be able to see something or possibly smell since to the ash-blond's absolute humiliation he still felt arousal.

Fuck!

'You two need to open the window,' said Sero before he pointed between them, 'You look like you might pass out from the heat. Your faces are all red.'

Katsuki growled at them and turned to his counter praying those knuckleheads wouldn't notice anything. Luckily, the queen of shipping, Ashido, wasn't with them to start anything because the ash-blond was certain either he or Asui would say something absolutely stupid in that very moment if she was.

Fuck

'Tsu-chan!' they all heard Uraraka call as she and fucking Deku entered as well, 'Maybe this was too much work for just two people. How about we help you out?'

'Yes!' agreed that useless nerd making Katsuki grit his teeth. Just what he fucking needed for all these assholes to be around them when he couldn't even recall what was the normal way, he usually acted around Asui his body still buzzing with the spark of arousal that started not so long ago.

'LIKE HELL WE NEED YOUR SHITTY HELP, DEKU!' At least he didn't forget how to talk to Deku feeling like he might even lose his interest in Asui if he just channeled his frustration with the nerd instead of focusing on how suddenly the girl was the hottest girl he ever met.

'Kacchan, don't be like that,' he said since it was too late because Uraraka already washed her hands and went to stand next to Asui, 'You really do look warm, Tsu-chan. Are you sure, you're alright?'

'Yup, it's just hot and stuffy in here, kero,' she still sounded a bit too fast when she spoke just then, 'Can you open the window, please?'

'Yes!' called Kirishima and Sero and already made their way to the window while the nerd stepped closer to him, 'Oh, you work the same way auntie does, Kacchan.'

'Shut up!' he snapped with much less heat than before. At least he could distract him and cool down from whatever came over him. Asui didn't look like she wanted to talk about it either playing into the fact that they were just hot because of the closed window and stuffy air. He was fine with that. Like hell he wanted anyone to know about what just happened except-fuck he should have apologized or something. Luckily or not, it was too soon to say, with the others present, he and Asui didn't have to talk about it or make eye contact for that matter for the whole day after that.

Seriously, what the fuck?


After their bizarre and out-of-character encounter in the kitchen, Tsu and Katsuki seemed to be in this strange state of mutual avoidance of each other.

The sea-green-haired girl never really thought that they spend that much time, to begin with for it to be a problem if they wanted to avoid one another, but now that they were both doing so fully aware, she couldn't help but realize how strange and awkward it could be to do so.

Even now, days later, Tsu was still unclear about what happened in the kitchen that day. She was genuinely worried her hair would get into the food, so she asked Katsuki to tie it for her. When he accidentally grabbed her butt, she flinched but immediately told him it was fine since she knew the ash-blond well enough to know he wasn't like that. Someone else might have taken advantage of the situation, but not him. It was just an accident really.

However, she began to feel weird when he stepped behind her and almost wordlessly started to work on her hair, braiding it. She wasn't sure why, but Tsu found that having someone stand behind her like that and touch her hair while she couldn't see them was strangely intimate. It felt like the air had shifted, and she found herself grateful when he initiated a conversation because at least she could calm down and take her mind out of the strange moment.

Then he did that thing.

He touched her neck.

Even now sitting in the library working on her essay for Midnight's class, the girl felt her face heat up as confusion and a sensation of something enchanting started to slowly come over her again.

It was just so sudden, yet gentle. Tsu knew there was more to Katsuki than his loud and angry persona of course. She like many others recognized his potential and slow yet very much firm change toward someone who could one day be a great hero to look up to. Although it should have scared her that he would touch her at all without even so much as asking, it didn't. His touch was so delicate like he wasn't even touching her at all except for the fact that he had done it so softly it caused a shiver to run over Tsu's body for the first time sparking this sensation she was unfamiliar with to ever feel unless she was alone in the privacy and darkness of her room.

Her hand grabbed the bowl with food she was working on almost too hard as she felt her heartbeat speed up and breathing become frantic when that happened with Katsuki.

What's going on? What's he doing?

She didn't ask, and he didn't say just proceed to touch her ever so gently for a while before she suddenly felt like a lightning struck her and caused a wildfire that spread to every corner of her body.

He kissed her neck.

'Kero,' she let out in the present while sitting in the library immediately covering her mouth with her palm so she wouldn't make another sound. It was humiliating that even so long after she felt affected by what the ash-blond did. That she felt so wired by it. What did it mean?

She didn't see his face as she felt somewhat frozen not able to turn around perhaps scared and perhaps possessed by something completely else, but he sounded just as confused as she was. She could tell it by his voice as her sounded just as unsure too.

Then she turned around curious and driven by the sensation inside her, and she found him standing there so profoundly close and looking so tempting. There was no other way to describe it. Just that he looked so flushed, breathing hard and looking at her in a way that should have probably made her feel concerned for her safety, but it didn't. It made her feel wanting more.

Tsu was never one to lie to herself. At that moment, in the kitchen with the hot air, feeling more desirable than ever, she wanted more of whatever was happening between her and the ash-blond going as far as to almost allowing him to continue with whatever he wanted if the others didn't show up. Even at that moment, Tsu wasn't certain what she was planning to tell him that he could do, but she knew she wanted him to carry on what he was doing on more. Maybe kiss her? Touch her somewhere else? It wouldn't even matter, she felt possessed and needy at that moment. Yet, now all she felt was confusion.

She didn't think she saw the ash-blond in such away. He was very attractive and handsome by society's standards. However, his attitude was very off-putting, and Tsu didn't think she would be interested in someone like him. Then again, if she was thinking rationally about it all, it didn't have to be that she liked the hothead only found him attractive and her body reacted accordingly to the knowledge.

Her index finger touched her lower lip as she tried to think. Maybe it really was just the heat messing with their heads. The kitchen was very stuffy and hot. He avoided her as much as she had him, so surely, he was also mortified by it too.

She shouldn't dwell on it. Whatever it was, as strange and nice as it was would never happen again, and she couldn't allow it to take up even more space in her mind than it already had. Tsu liked to think of herself as too smart and in control to let unnecessary things get to her. She needed to focus.

Ochako still hadn't returned from the restrooms, and they were still missing one book to proceed, so Tsu decided to cleanse herself of distractions feeling her face lose some of the hotness as she walked toward the section the book they needed could be found.

It was just the heat of the moment after all.

She walked through the bookshelf and kneeled down to find the missing book.

Her dark eyes had been searching for a moment before she heard approaching footsteps behind her.

Her senses were aware of the presence, but she didn't think much of it until she felt whoever it was, stop right behind her without a single word.

That caused her to pause in her search, and glance around to see who it was and what they wanted before she froze.

Her eyes landed on the tall ash-blond towering over her brushing the back of his neck not looking at her but very obviously present because of her, 'Oi, do you have a moment?'

Tsu blinked slowly standing up facing him. Even with her full height, she felt she wasn't tall enough. It was strange. Never before did the girl feel any intimidation by the boy. Sure, he was angry and reckless almost to the point of danger when he lost control, but even so, Tsu learned long ago people needed to stand their ground if they wanted to be taken seriously. She was short and looked different than the others if she wanted to be respected as a hero, she needed to prove herself and be confident about herself. Yet, now standing still in front of the boy, she didn't feel as confident and in control as she would have liked to. She felt some sort of nervousness and anticipation. Of what, she wasn't sure, but gifted with a brilliant poker face, she forced herself to nod, so he wouldn't be able to tell anything about her internal feelings.

His eyes shifted toward her probably to confirm she nodded before he did the same and looked away again.

A moment passed, but no one said anything causing the situation to gain a certain awkwardness causing Tsu to feel even more nervous. Would this be how things would be between them? They shared a strangely erotic moment, and now they wouldn't be able to be in the same room without experiencing some sort of humiliation because of it? The idea didn't sit right with Tsu, and for the good of the future, she hoped that wouldn't be the case.

'I'm sorry,' said Katsuki after what felt like a very long moment, 'What I pulled was shitty and totally unheroic. I don't…I don't really know what happened. It was hot in there and the air was compressed or whatever…fuck excuses!' he snapped at himself and finally looked at her even taking a step closer and raising his voice, 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. If you want to report me, do it.'

Tsu blinked looking at Katsuki surprised that he would come to talk to her but in the end finding it was very logical as, despite the first impression, he really was someone who wanted to be a hero and respected the boundaries of others. He needed to apologize and face the consequences no matter what people said. This proved what Tsu already knew. At heart, underneath his own doubts and flaws, he was a good person, worthy of becoming a hero one day.

With that in mind, she felt the familiar sense of calmness that always fell over the sea-green-haired girl like a warm comfort blanket assuring her of her choices.

Tsu channeled that calmness and shook her head, 'It's fine, kero.'

'Don't fucking say that. It's not fine!' Katsuki said narrowing his eyes even more looking like he was getting very upset, but Tsu once again shook her head standing her ground and opinion, 'I said it is, so it is.'

Their eyes locked, and she could see Katsuki was looking for weakness or hesitation, so she purposely made sure she wouldn't give him any. He didn't deserve his guilt. Whatever happened between them was at least partly on both of their shoulders and even so, Tsu didn't consider what happened a bad thing. She didn't stop him, and until the others showed up, she was very much enjoying it curiously anticipating what would happen next.

In the end, he ever so slowly nodded and looked away, 'Alright. Then, at least hit me.'

Tsu wasn't all that surprised by his request, but she still found it amusing a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, 'I won't hit you, kero.'

'Why the fuck not? I…I touched you without asking like a fucking perv. If it was Grape Juice, wouldn't you slap him into another room?' asked Katsuki looking very much annoyed, and Tsu paused feeling like she was caught doing something bad. He wasn't wrong. If Mineta tried anything Katsuki had, she wouldn't hesitate to punish him feeling justifiable rage upon his actions, but regardless of the ash-blond boy in front of her, she felt no such thing. She wondered why it was over the course of the past few days now.

It couldn't have been because he was handsome. Tsu was never one to focus on a person's looks like her own were so much different from those their society even nowadays deemed as beautiful. It surely wasn't due to his attitude because even if she knew there was more to the boy than his loud mouth and short temper, she didn't even consider him a friend. Yet, she said his first name without even asking if she could and allowed him to touch her. The best conclusion she came to was that it was because her body reacted differently than it had when Mineta did anything inappropriate. On some level, her subconsciousness must have to find the boy attractive and very much liked what he was doing to her.

'See? You know you would,' said Katsuki and stepped closer, 'Now, fucking hit me, Froggy.'

So, he was back to the nickname again. Tsu felt a bit disappointed by this because hearing her first name come out of his mouth like that was very interesting.

She wondered if she should now call him Bakugou-chan again too for a moment before she focused on the problem at hand.

The ash-blond in front of her truly looked at her like he wanted her to hurt him for what he did a few days ago, and although Tsu wouldn't really have a problem hitting him since they were partnered before for sparing and training. She honestly didn't feel the need to do so. It just didn't seem right. She didn't mind his touches. If anything, her body liked them although she chased those thoughts away for now feeling heat creep into her face recalling those moments.

'I don't think that would make things better, Baku-chan,' she said deciding for a new nickname since they no longer seemed like just acquaintances.

Red eyes blinked at her looking very much confused at least for a second forgetting about the issue at hand, 'Huh? The fuck you just called me-'

'Instead, I propose something else, kero,' she said raising her palm to stop him from further talking. She was a bit surprised with herself as she realized what she was going to ask, but at the same time knew it would help her get more information about what happened and perhaps end the strange awkwardness that now seemed to have settled between her and Katsuki.

It wouldn't be right for us not to be able to work properly in the future, after all, she reasoned with herself, but also admitted at least to her own mind that she was curious about what happened.

'Since you touched me without asking for my consent it would be fair if I did the same, no?'

Time seemed to stop. It sounded very fair in Tsu's mind actually. He did touch her, and she didn't want to punish him with pain. This would perhaps set her curiosity to sleep and help Katsuki not feel guilty.

The ash-blond took a moment looking at her, and although it shouldn't, the sea-green-haired girl felt like she was under a microscope under his eyes. The atmosphere around them started to shift again creating something unknown once again.

It's such a strange feeling

Tsu knew for sure, she never felt such tension with anyone else. It was different than when she fought with villains such as Toga Himiko or took place in the Sports Festivals. The feelings involved in those instances were survival-related, but this…this felt so much more different heavy and warm like some sort of substance moving inside her causing her body to react a certain way.

It feels like yearning and fervor.

Then, it was like an imaginary bubble snapped and Katsuki turned around.

'Are you leaving, kero?'

He stopped, 'No.'

When he didn't say anything, else Tsu realized it meant he wanted her to touch him now, and here.

'Are you sure, you wouldn't be comfortable somewhere where no one could barge in?'

'Fuck no. I won't have those idiots assume shit if we go my room,' he said, and Tsu's index finger touched her lower lip, 'That doesn't sound reasonable at all. If anything-'

'Save me the lecture and just get it over with, Froggy,' he said, and Tsu found herself slightly annoyed that he used that nickname now. Maybe she could tell him to use her first name. He had before of course.

Her feet walked closer until she was directly behind him, 'You're taller than me, you know, Baku-chan?'

Katsuki turned around and glared at her, 'So find a chair or ladder or something already.'

Tsu sighed a bit and grabbed a hold of his wrist pulling him down with her until they were both crouching, her face was directly in lever with his neck this way.

'Just turned around,' she told him and let go of his wrist wondering if that would mean he should touch hers as well now, 'And don't be so loud. Ochako-chan might hear us.'

The ash-blond continued to look at his angry self as he turned around revealing his back to her. This close, Tsu realized he was quite large and found it strange she never noticed before or paid it proper attention.

Even her wide fingers didn't seem to cover it which she found strangely appealing, 'You really worked hard on yourself, Baku-chan. You must be glad you can see the fruits of your labor.'

'The fuck you croaking about just touch me and get it over with,' he said clearly holding back not to shout or snap but still sounding tense and angry with her.

With another sigh, Tsu nodded to herself since he couldn't hear her and reached her hand toward his neck.

Her fingers hooked over the collar of his school uniform shirt and pulled it down enough to reveal the back of his neck to her. It didn't look all that different from hers or anyone else's which once again made Tsu wonder.

'Why did you touch my neck?' she asked genuinely curious.

He let out an annoyed groan obviously very angry now that she was wasting time, which forced the girl to quickly explain, 'I would think if you would do something like that in a heat of a moment you would go for something generic like most teenage boys, kero.'

The answer didn't come for a while, and the sea-green-haired future hero assumed it wouldn't and rose her index finger slowly sliding it over his neck as much as Katsuki's ash-blond hair and clothes allowed it. His skin didn't feel all that different from her own honestly.

'I'm not a pervert,' said the boy suddenly. So much time had passed, Tsu didn't think she would get an answer out of him his voice sounded a bit embarrassed. So much different than how Katsuki usually sounded it was bizarre, 'It looks…nice. Your hair there is tiny and curly. Not like the rest of it and the skin…you have nice skin. The color is nice I mean. I just wanted to touch it, so I fucking did like an idiot,' he explained and added pressure into the last part, his voice revealing all the frustration he felt toward himself.

The confession or explanation caused Tsu to pause, 'That's strange. I don't think the back of the necks are all that special. Your hair is curly here too, kero.'

'Whatever,' he said, and for some reason, it only fueled the girl to admit more which she probably wouldn't have. She was blunt, but she knew how to keep her secrets, 'I like your back though. Even though the shirt, I can see your muscles.'

She felt blood rush into her face upon confessing that. It was probably stupid to say it out loud, but she didn't want Katsuki to think he was the weirdo because of his tastes. She felt compassion toward his struggles as she herself was confused about what happened between them. This obviously wasn't something they should be doing. Yet, here they were.

She was debating whether she should kiss him now on his neck as well feeling even more flushed than before when he spoke in a strangely calm voice, 'You can touch my back if you want.'

Tsu paused her movements and looked up at the ash-blond's head trying to see if he would turn around at least a bit, but he didn't.

His back, huh?

Her eyes fell away from his neck to his back. It was really massive, and due to the light fabric of their summer uniforms, she could see his muscles underneath.

Her tongue felt a bit heavy inside her mouth and she pushed the tip out as she took her hand away from the boy's neck and gently set it against his shoulder.

For a moment, she felt Katsuki inhaled rather shakenly and decided to wait. When he didn't say anything to stop her, Tsu took it as a good sign, and feeling her own heartbeat increase and the sensation inside her take over, she moved her open palm from his shoulder to his shoulder blades.

'This feels nice,' she confessed in a whisper openly liking the feeling of Katsuki's muscles and body under her touch as her hand slowly mapped it adding more a more into the forest fire starting inside her.

'W-why?' she heard him ask and had to take a second to lick her lips with her tongue before she could answer, 'Kero.'

She swallowed hard as she felt her mouth was still full of her tongue and saliva for some reason adding a certain heaviness into the sensation that wasn't all that good, but still felt very good and interesting, 'Uh, you feel very solid and warm.'

'It's my quirk,' he said, and her traitorous mouth let out another croak causing her to feel the need to brush her mouth, 'M-makes sense…but also I like how muscly your back is.'

'You like my muscles, Tsuyu?' he asked and almost sounded smugly which caused Tsu's body to warm up even more her face practically burning and her clothes certainly not suited anymore for this temperature, 'Y-yeah, Katsuki, I do.'

Her hand finally reached its end and fell to Tsu's side, her mind rushing through decisions and ideas on what to do next unsure.

Once again taken by the sensation and warm atmosphere around them she made a quick decision to finish off as he did by pressing her lips against his neck.

She planned to do so quickly forcing her tongue into her mouth before she kissed his skin feeling a hint of a sweet and after-shower before all of a sudden Katsuki spun around.

His hand gripped her chin and cheek throwing her off her balance before her knees hit the floor as Katsuki was now once again towering over with the face of someone very dangerous and thrilling her causing her tongue to fall out of her mouth and body respond by becoming even hotter and turned on.

Oh, Kami, Tsu thought desperate not sure what she was asking the Goddesses for before she watched Katsuki lean toward her.

Her eyes partly closed watching him come closer from under her eyelashes.

When his breath hit her face indicating just how close he was Tsu let out a small little kero pushing the tip of her tongue inside again only to part her lips and watch him do the same.

Right before he would touch her, he stopped. His own eyes were partly closed, but his red pupils were blown up and his breathing was just as shattered as she heard before telling her that whatever came over her was haunting him too.

When he didn't move only continued to hold her face the way he did, Tsu felt the tension becoming too much, and decided to take matters into her own hands tossing her tongue out of her mouth and in a very slow and sensual way licking his open lips from the lower one to the top one feeling the air inside his mouth between them.

That felt hot.

She couldn't believe she would dare to do something like that, but at the same time found herself willing to do even more because it felt so strangely unknown, sexual, and good.

Katsuki's other hand appeared inside her hair as he leaned closer once again their lips meeting for a semi-second, not even enough to know what the other felt like or tasted like before they heard a worried voice, 'Tsu-chan, are you there?'

With that one sentence, the heat and feeling disappeared and in the next moment, Katsuki pulled Tsu up turned around furiously brushed his face.

'Fuck,' he said and slowly turned around to meet Tsu's eyes looking just as shocked as she felt because neither of them expected what happened to happen.

'Tsu-chan?' asked Ochako who suddenly appeared around the corner looking at her and then at Katsuki confused which Tsu didn't blame her for since the two didn't interact enough to be found together like this.

The ash-blond didn't say anything or look at Tsu quickly walking around Ochako almost hitting her before she moved at the last second out of his way before he was gone.

Her brunette friend looked even more confused before she turned back to Tsu, 'What's his problem? He looked like he was sick or something.'

Tsu wasn't comfortable lying. She was a rather blunt and open person who liked to speak her mind occasionally causing problems even if she never wanted to hurt anyone. Still, even she could tell it wouldn't be right to share with Ochako, no matter how close they were, what had just happened.

'I'm not sure,' she said as close to the truth as she could, 'I think it's the weather, kero.'

Ochako frowned a bit and stepped closer, 'You look a bit feverish yourself. Maybe you caught it from him during cooking?'

Tsu turned back toward the shelf and tried to find the book which brought her there in the first place genuinely thinking about Ochako's words, 'I think you might be right, Ochako-chan.'

She wasn't any wiser about what happened between her and Katsuki just now, but she had a strong feeling it wouldn't have been a rare occurrence or that they would be able to avoid each other or their problem very well in the future.


Katsuki tunned out whatever bullshit Deku and Half and Half were discussing and focused on his own damn food. He seriously wasn't sure how did he ended up eating with those two, but to be completely honest with himself, he knew his head wasn't in the right place at the moment. One moment they were finishing their day in the agency and the next, he was walking with them through the door into the diner they selected. It was beyond frustrating fueling the ash-blond's daily grumpy mood.

It had been two fucking weeks now since the library, and every damn time, Katsuki thought he was over what happened, it snuck up him in the form of Tsuyu's widened dark empty eyes and her tongue darting out licking his lips.

Fuck

Even now sitting with the two people who he hated probably the most in the world, his traitorous thoughts slipped into that moment and then only added more images of his stupid hot classmate from their encounter in the kitchen and every damn time he saw her between those two, since and before looking just as she had always but now feeling an unshakable attraction toward her.

Seriously, he was fucked.

They haven't talked about it. Both once again took the sane approach of avoiding one another sticking to their friends. Unlike before the first incident, this time they didn't even interact regardless of school and hero-related things.

'Hey, you angry with Tsu-chan or something?' asked Ashido blinking at him confused when he asked her to switch partners with him for the sparing.

'I need someone more of a challenge,' he lied quickly earning a look from the sea-green-haired girl who heard him but didn't comment just looking away and walking to Big Mouth to spar with him instead.

It was annoying as hell because as much as he didn't want to deal with her and what happened and just push it away to focus on his goal, it fucking sucked that she would do the same.

What, am I not good enough? Don't girls always pressure this shit?

The girls in his middle school were clingy as hell always trying to get him alone or to go out with him before he properly scared them off. He only ever gave in once, picking up the most beautiful girl in middle school according to his jealous followers and only just to get it over with. She apparently only did it to brag about it so there was no love really lost between them or whatever.

His personality was shit, he knew that and didn't give two fucks, but he would think someone like Tsuyu wouldn't be scared off so damn easily. Maybe she felt the same way he did. They were future heroes putting all their hard work into becoming their best. They didn't have time for shit like that. He knew her as calm and reasonable. She was observant and good at analyzing shit. She probably knew he wouldn't want to get distracted and maybe she wouldn't want to either. But if she knew it, and he knew it and probably everyone who ever met him knew, why the fuck was his mind constantly running over what happened on a loop bothering him everywhere he went whenever he had a moment to spare? Especially at night? It was a pervert and pathetic, but ever since that stupid moment in the kitchen no matter how tired he was, he had to take a moment and properly give his body the attention it demanded all the while thinking about stupid silky hair and juicy ass Asui 'Tsu' Tsuyu.

Fuck!

Even now sitting with the two people he probably found the most annoying in the world, he was thinking about her feeling his pants grow tighter. It didn't help at all that they were avoiding one another serving as even more fuel since if he couldn't have actual interactions with her stubborn and cool ass his dark thoughts more than supplied their own in the most R-rated way.

At times the pressure of it all was so big, Katsuki debated if he should perhaps seek the girl out and do something about this bullshit just to get it over it, but it seemed that the girl started to avoid him even more than he had her.

Well, fucking whatever, he didn't care. If that bitch was over it, so was he. They could avoid each other until the end of freaking time as he cared about some sea-green-haired frog-looking short-

'Ah, Uraraka, Tsu-chan, over here,' said Deku suddenly breaking his train of thoughts causing him to freeze in place the glass of water just an inch away from his lips. If Deku said it a second later, Katsuki would no doubt spit that water right out because the fuck?

The ash-blond set the water down causing it to splash out which he ignored and turned around only to find both mentioned girls slowly walking their way toward their table.

Fuck his life.

If Tsuyu thought it was weird that they were both there, she didn't let it show and simply continued her steps toward their table.

The chit-chat between the rest of their classmates went over Katsuki's head as his eyes remained pierced into the sea-green-haired heroine who wouldn't even so much as fucking look at him.

So damn stubborn.

She was the one who wanted to touch him. He would have been fine if she hit him with all her strength or reported. At least he would be done with this shit. But no, she touched him, said she liked his muscles, and then licked him causing him to turn from a reasonable-(fine focused on his goal) teenager to a horny mess.

It shouldn't have been important. Obviously, Katsuki didn't want her to stalk him or anything clingy, but he would think she would at least look his way. What did she not care? Was he the only one going out of his mind, while for her it was just a weird incident she wanted to put behind? She sounded so breathless, said his first name, and touched him. Was it all meaningless? Was he not good enough for her or something? Did he not make her think about him in the middle of the night while touching-fuck, not again!

What the fuck is her problem?

That was a dumb question, he knew so much since he knew what was her problem or so he thought. She was avoiding him too, so she had to be freaked out by what happened as well, right? It wasn't like he was the only one who was distracted by that shit and thought something was horrifying wrong with him, right?

'If it's alright, I think I will go run some errands,' said Tsuyu suddenly looking rather at Round Cheeks, Deku, and Half and Half bastard.

What the fuck?

'Tsu-chan? Wouldn't you be hungry?'

'It's fine. I will buy something on my way home,' she assured them sounding like her fucking cool and unbothered self, 'Enjoy your meals, kero.'

For a split second her eyes met his when she said it, and then she was gone, pulling her bag closed to her side and walking at a calm pace out of the diner as if nothing had happened.

'Is something the matter?' asked Half and Half looking between where Tsuyu left and the rest of the table.

Katsuki clenched his fists against the table feeling even more pissed off now wondering if she fucking ran away like that because of him. Yeah, he switched sparing partners, and he didn't talk to her since he almost fucking made out with her behind the shelves in the school's library, but that didn't mean he wanted her to avoid being in the same fucking room as him. Shouldn't they try to work on their teamwork as fellow heroes, or whatever? He was eating fucking dinner with Deku and Half and Half, for fuck's sake.

'Oi, I'm out,' said the ash-blond leaving half of his curry uneaten.

Such a waste.

'Bakugou, you too?' asked Cheeks looking at him a bit suspiciously while the Nerd next to her stayed suspiciously quiet watching him in that way that always got on Katsuki's nerves because he knew Deku was analyzing every fucking thing about him.

'Where are you going?' asked Half and Half narrowing his eyes at him causing Katsuki to glare at him, 'I don't fucking owe you shit. Later.'

He wasn't sure what was said between the three later as the ash-blond snatched his bag and rushed out of the diner to the direction, he saw the sea-green-haired girl disappear, 'Hey!'

Catching up to her wasn't a problem as she was walking down the road a little ahead of him.

He could see how she visibly sighed based on the movement of her shoulders before she turned around her index finger pressing against her lower lip as her eyes watched him in their cool and collected way, 'Yes, Baku-chan?'

He clenched his fists again pushing them into his pocket to regain some control over his emotions. Now, that he caught up to her the fuck he knew what he wanted to say to her, 'You pissed or something?'

Her eyebrows rose a bit, and her hand returned in front of her to the other one, 'No, why are you, kero?'

His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed feeling a familiar sense of frustration, 'Stop dodging. Why the fuck are you running away from me? I thought…we were cool or whatever.'

It was true. The avoidance the first time was due to him feeling guilty like he wronged Tsuyu for doing what he did in the kitchen. This time he was mostly too affected by his new feelings to handle them. That didn't mean they should have been angry with each other.

'You're the one who avoided me, Baku-chan,' she said in that calm way of hers looking at him with an unreadable expression as her face never revealed anything to anyone.

He almost said bullshit, but they both knew it was true, so instead, he turned to question on her again, 'What? like you hadn't, Froggy?'

'I was giving you space,' said the girl as calm as ever her dark eyes so damn dark like the night sky without any stars. It was equally tormenting and enthralling making it hard for Katsuki's thoughts to stay on point.

The fuck she was so interesting and captivating all of the sudden. He went over two years without even so much as looking twice at her and now he couldn't fucking stop like some pathetic excuse of a horny teenager.

'I can tell this is something that would cause you anguish and that you needed time to deal with it,' explained Tsu bringing him back on point.

'The fuck?!' he yelled not caring who heard them, 'I DON'T NEED YOU FUCKING BABYING ME, STUPID FROGGY!'

'Well, you proved otherwise,' she pointed out like a fucking smartass only adding fuel to Katsuki's anger.

'Stop thinking so highly of yourself!' he snapped at her not wanting to admit she filled out more space in his mind than she should. Especially not when she was asking like such a fucking bitch about it.

He stepped closer to her lowering his head to look directly at her face and making her feel he was taller than her before with as most venom as he could manage said, 'I couldn't care less about you if I wanted to.'

Her mouth slightly opened, and even if it couldn't be seen, he would probably guess, she was hurt by such words. It really was a shitty thing to say to someone even someone he was pissed at. But it was already out there, so why the fuck should he bother any more with it?

Even if he said things, he late wished he hadn't, Katsuki stuck to them, and at that moment he was more than pissed with the girl. Too pissed to apologize or admit his wrongdoings.

For good measures, he even hit his shoulder against hers as he tried to walk past her feeling he was fucking done with her and whatever bullshit was going on between them rather than channeling the anger inside him before he heard her let out a pained groan upon the impact.

The ash-blond stopped and looked at Tsuyu again as she took hold of a nearby wall and turned her face away from him.

His eyes widened for a second before his frowned deepened the anger from a second ago losing its strength, 'The fuck? What's wrong with you?'

For a second, she was quiet, and Katsuki almost asked again calling out whatever bullshit lie she was planning to feed him before he realized the girl was gritting her teeth even if she tried to hide her face.

'Oi, Tsuyu, talk to me,' he urged her stepping closer to see her face and what could be wrong worrying he was the reason behind it.

'I got hurt during patrol, kero. They fix it at the agency, but told me to buy some medication for later,' she confessed her voice revealing the pain she was in as did her slightly speeded up breathing before she took a deep breath and straightened herself properly so he could see her face.

'Shit,' whispered Katsuki feeling guilt getting to him as he looked around searching a way to fix the mess his fucked-up personality once again caused, 'There's a pharmacy over there. Stay fucking here.'

The sea-green-haired girl already started to shake her head and looking for excuses, 'You don't have to-'

'Stay here!' he ordered and ran toward the place buying her something for the pain, faster healing, and a bottle of water before he rushed back out.

To his surprise, Tsuyu stayed on the street waiting for him and accepting the peace-offering without a single complaint about his behavior before, 'Thanks, how much was it, kero?'

'Forget it,' he said and brushed the back of his neck feeling uncomfortable that he acted like a total jackass to her a moment ago even if he was still upset about the whole ordeal, 'Look, there's a park there, come sit for a bit.'

Her dark eyes looked at his for a second not making him any wiser about what she was thinking, but at the next moment, she nodded and followed him toward the park to sit on the nearest bench.

She properly read the labels like the smart girl she was, and then took the pills drinking water after them. The silence should have been the most uncomfortable one in his entire life, yet it wasn't.

If anything, Katsuki found himself a bit relieved because as long as they were sitting like this it meant that the things between them weren't weird. What happened caused them to be distant from each other and even if they weren't best friends or anything, it was fucked up to be forced to avoid each other. He could tell Tsuyu felt it too. That along with guilt was what forced the ash-blond to approach her and set the record straight only for it to get even worse in the library.

Why was it so fucked up? What was going on? He wanted shit to be back to normal. Them, just being in each other's lives without this weird tension between them like something was happening or about to happen. It was distracting. What they did was distracting. She was distracting.

Even now sitting next to her with her bag between them he could almost feel her presence in some weird way causing his body to warm up. What did he want to jump her or something? Right here and now in this fucking pack? How fucked up was that? What the hell was wrong with him?

It wasn't enough that he couldn't set his head straight for days only drifting off and making bullshit mistakes and even ending up third during the last exam.

Third

He almost blew the whole damn class up feeling like the biggest loser on the planet if Aizawa hadn't told him to calm down and act like a future hero not a spoiled brat.

He brushed his face taking in and out a deep breath, 'Fuck.'

So much for a comfortable silence. Why couldn't anything ever go his way? He fucking needed a break.

'I wasn't trying to act like I was better than you, kero,' he heard by his side and averted his eyes to look at the girl next to him calmly putting the bottle of water he got her into her bag.

She, on the other hand, kept her eyes on her feet a slight pinkish color coloring her face as she explained, 'But I do think you're taking this worse than me, Baku-chan.'

He rolled his eyes and looked away sinking lower against the bench feeling and probably looking like a moody teenager who heard something he didn't like, which he fucking did, but it wasn't the point, 'You don't know shit about me, Asui.'

Katsuki could tell she turned her head to look at him, but he refused to look back at her, 'But whatever.'

'You know, it might help if we got it over with,' suggested Tsuyu suddenly causing Katsuki's mind to freeze for a second before it was jumpstarted again.

'The fuck you just said?' he got out of him and slowly turned to look at her only to find her still looking at him her face as much of a mystery as it always was.

'I don't think we know each other well enough to be in love or genuinely like one another,' she spoke calmly as if they were discussing something from class not heavy stuff like love and shit, 'So it's safe to say this is just some sort of attraction. Obviously, just letting it pass is not working for either of us, so it wouldn't be the worse idea to just give in to be over with, kero.'

He watched her trying to comprehend how could a chick talk about this sort of stuff so naturally like it wasn't a big deal to her. He didn't really care. He knew he didn't love her or even want to date her. He had other priorities one that didn't include sharing spit with someone, but it was fucking distracting to be around her, and even when he wasn't around her to know he was into her enough to want to pull her impossible face and hot body closer. It was purely physical for crying out loud. They were horny teens who apparently needed to get some.

Katsuki tried not to blush like an idiot and looked away when he asked, 'You think if we made out or whatever we could burn through whatever attraction is between us or whatever?'

Maybe, she had a point that he was taking this worse than her, not that he was planning to now or fucking ever admit that to her.

Tsuyu nodded, 'In theory, yes? It might be it's just something new for both of us. Besides, it's not like we want to date each other, kero. We want to be heroes. If this was something else that was stealing our focus from our goals wouldn't we try to deal with it too? Solve it?'

Once again she had a point there. Whatever obstacle came his way so far, he fucking crushed and moved on. Bakugou Katsuki was here to become Japan's Number One Hero. Nothing would stop him. Not even his body's lust over some girl.

He opened his mouth, but before the words could be out, they heard a clap of loud thunder and a massive downpour started. It was absurd how from barely any cloud such a monstrous rain could start, but in a matter of seconds both of them were soaked, and in another second, they started to run.

It took them a moment, but finally, they ended up finding some shelter under the small roof of one of the stores.

'Just our fucking luck,' groaned Katsuki wiping water out of his face as he heard Tsuyu silently agree that it was unexpected, 'Maybe it's someone's quirk.'

He glanced over at her almost forgetting all about their previous talk before he froze in place.

Fuck me.

It was heavy rain that instantly soaked their clothes, and given that it was almost summer Tsuyu's uniform was lacking her jacket and only consisted of her skirt, socks and shoes, and a fucking white short-sleeved shirt. Mentioned white short-sleeved shirt proved to be his personal curse as Katsuki could clearly make out Tsuyu's green bra effectively shutting down any thoughts he could have and drying his entire throat all the while pushing his body to new highs of heat.

Tsuyu fixed her bag on her shoulder and tried to squeeze some water from the bottom of the shirt, 'I hope we won't catch cold.'

Unlikely, since Katsuki already felt like he was burning just seeing her so damn wet and well practically naked as it was her whole body that could be seen under the wet shirt.

He cleared his throat and slowly started to guide her toward the wall away from anyone's view, 'I got my spare shirt. Put in on.'

'Why, kero? Won't you need it? It will get wet,' Tsuyu tried to point out as if he fucking gave two shits when he was literally risking getting hard on the street like this.

'Just fucking put it on, Tsuyu!' he urged pulling the shirt from his hero costume out, 'Unless you like making a show.'

That was when the girl blinked and glanced down before her entire face turn red, and she snatched the shirt from him letting out a silent and embarrassed, 'Thanks.'

'Just get dressed,' he said and watched her push the shirt over her head and down her body finally covering it. It was better, but not great because he realized his shirt looked strangely appealing on the girl.

Well, fuck, he couldn't catch a break, could he now?

She brushed some pieces of her hair behind her ear causing him to follow the movement with his gaze recalling the time he fixed her hair starting all this mess between them.

Her hair was still too damn nice even soaked like this from the rain.

When Katsuki's eyes moved away from her hair back toward her face, he realized she was watching him very closely. Her face wasn't red, but he could hear her breathing wasn't entirely right, slightly faster again while her eyes stayed on him.

The familiar feelings and sensation took over him as he watched her.

'What the fuck is it about you, Froggy?' he asked out loud in a surprisingly gentle voice that caught him off guard almost as much as the small smile that pulled at the corners of her lips. Rarely such a smile was directed at him given his shitty personality.

'I wonder the same about you, kero.'

He licked his lips. It shouldn't be allowed. It should absolutely be fucking illegal to be both hot and cute. Katsuki thought he should fucking sue someone because there was no humanly possible way that Tsuyu could look both.

They remained looking at each other with the only sound of the loud heavy rain hitting the roofs and ground around them. It was cold and the air started to smell like rain, yet all they could do was look at one another both slowly letting themselves drift by whatever pull was over them almost like they were orbiting around each other slowly and inevitably coming closer and closer not able to stop or resist it.

Fuck it, thought Katsuki before he made that last them toward his personal madness.

His hand pushed its fingers into her wet sea-green hair and pulled her closer toward his face.

The height difference was very noticeable, but for once the stubborn ash-blond decided could sink into someone else's level to earn such a damn sweet reward.

Her lips were made of the softest of things, but her kisses were hungry and demanding.

Somewhere in middle school, he did the first kisses and stuff just be done with it and to get those followers of his to shut up. It didn't matter to him then. Those girls weren't important to his goal, and the experiences weren't anything to even remember these two years later.

This was fucking nothing like that.

Her arms went around his neck as Tsuyu pulled herself closer to him both kissing one another as if it was breathing as if their lives depended on the action. Both of them were greedily taking everything they could like robbers in the dark raising the stakes each time not letting the other rest for a second.

He licked her lips, she opened and pushed her tongue into his mouth.

Her heavy and soft tongue.

He bit her, she let out a hybrid of moan and croak staring him up like a forest fire.

He had to force that sound out of her again.

He slammed her body against the wall behind her forgetting about her shoulder entirely, she dragged him even closer almost raising her leg against the side of the leg causing him to groan as he felt their bodies even closer pressed against each other.

She never allowed him to have a win, which would have made him angry if she didn't taste so good and her kisses weren't something to fucking die for.

Who knew this girl could have so much burning fire inside her? Nothing about her spoke cool and calm now when she was letting out those desperate soft crocks and moans deepening each of their kisses not letting him a moment to properly take the lead.

Her fingers got tangled into his hair slightly pulling at it causing him to groan into her mouth which she eagerly accepted and pushed her tongue even further inside him.

His hips buckled on their own against her erupting a tremor out of her that he could feel as well, but her mouth not once stopped her frantic and delicious movements against his.

'Hey! What the hell do you two deviants think you're doing? Get away from my store!' called a voice causing them to break the kiss and gasp for air while still holding each other close with his hand in her hair and on her waist and hers his hair.

Her eyes never revealed much, but even he could see they were a bit dialed which was something he found infinite proud pleasure in.

Her leg slid down his, and it was only then did Katsuki's mind finally pushed against the cloud of desire to realize what they were doing and especially where.

Fuck, if that old guy didn't come, the ash-blond was positive he wouldn't even have a problem to dry-hump Tsuyu right there on the street, and by the lack of any restrain or resistance neither would she.

He tilted her head to the side so her face wouldn't be seen by the man who came out of the store.

'Say that fucking again, and I will kill you,' his words carried the all too familiar angry tone that was nowhere to be found inside him as the only thing Bakugou Katsuki felt in that very moment was desire and peace all mixed together into some chaotic sensation of not giving the fuck and yet wishing he could kiss Tsuyu again and carry on doing just that until the end of times.

It was a fucking rush, and he found himself loving it.

The man cursed them some more threatening to call the police which was when Katsuki took a hold of himself and tugged Tsuyu under his arm, 'We're going, we're going.'

The rain was still heavy, and the man was still watching them so they knew they needed to get at least onto another street.

'Uh, there's a place, not far from here, kero,' said Tsuyu under his arm suddenly causing him to look down at her. Her face was still red, and her lips were swollen with the rain falling down on her soaking his hero shirt as well. Standing on the street was a dumb idea, so if they could get anywhere where they could dry off and maybe get their shit together or kiss again, he was down for it.

'Lead the way.'


Honestly, until Tsu's feet actually came across the secured entrance to the place, she was in a bit of a surreal haze from what happened on the street. They made out quite passionately almost to the point they both lost themselves in the process and got into trouble with the store owner before he chased them away.

As clever and observant as she was about her surroundings, the sea-green-haired girl did not expect that to occur when Ochako told her Deku asked them to come to eat dinner with them. When she saw Katsuki there, she recalled the past two weeks and the strange uncomfortable tension caused by their mutual avoidance, but genuinely only felt to get her medication. If she was being honest with herself, the girl knew she was only avoiding him because he seemed to have no interest to be around her.

Tsu always tried to stay honest to others, but mostly herself, so she knew if it was up to her, she would try to talk to him. Truth be told, what happened in the library only added to the already growing desire that was sparked in her from the day in the kitchen. She wasn't stupid or naïve. It was unlikely they were in love or falling for one another. The sea-green-haired future heroine always believed people needed to truly know someone inside and out before they could fall in love. She knew what was happening was due to lust, hormones, and desire.

However, that in no way, shape or form did help the intelligent girl in getting over it and focusing on her goals. It was a pesky thing really. She knew Katsuki only wanted her sexually, and so it shouldn't be hard to push such urges away. Yet, it was very much proving to be so. No matter how much she tried every once in a while a thought or memory snuck in, and the girl ended up daydreaming and distracted. Today at patrol even made the wrong move and ended up with a hurt shoulder.

This won't do.

Although she wasn't as intense about her dreams and goals as some of her other classmates, Tsu still had them and worked hard to achieve them. She couldn't allow herself to fail just because she was being distracted by her bodily urges. Those could be solved rather easily and even quite enjoyably. Yet again, it seemed to solve them on her own in the night hours and darkness of her room proved to be unfruitful which meant Tsu had to think up something else.

There could have been many reasons why she let Katsuki where she did. She could have excused it on wanting to get rid of the distraction. She could have said it was due to getting over an obstacle to help her achieve her goals. She could have said it was simply to avoid the rain and dry out. In fact, she was smart enough to come up with many excuses and lies, but as mentioned, Tsu was never one to lie to anyone including herself.

'Are you sure about this?' Katsuki asked by her side as they stood in front of the panel with buttons on it carefully clicking out their selected options.

Her finger paused on the last confirmation to charge the money and print out the bill, 'If you don't want to, then it's just for us to get dry.'

Their eyes met for a moment, but Tsu still didn't push the final button. He could have told her to stop. Katsuki wasn't one to go along with anyone simply because they took charge. The boy spoke his mind and did as he pleased. His question was probably more for her benefit than his although he must have failed to realize that she was just as taken and control by what was happening between them as he was.

'But,' she started carefully her dark eyes on his trying to explain what she knew her face couldn't show, 'I do want to, Katsuki.'

His first name still sounded strange on her lips even if she secretly had to admit she liked saying it, but she could tell it was the right thing to say as the ash-blond leaned over her and pushed the final button that booked them a room in the Love Hotel she took him to.

The ride in the elevator was quiet, but throughout all of it, the ash-blond still kept his arm over her shoulders encouraging her a bit.

Their room wasn't anything horribly extravagant as she feared as she locked the door noticing the green light turning red signaling their room was occupied.

It almost felt like a dream except, Tsu never wanted anything this much in a dream before.

'We should get out of our clothes either way, so we don't fucking die of pneumonia,' he said finally letting her go, the tips of his ears red as he refused to look at her causing Tsu to giggle a bit even if she knew her own face was flushed too. It was just a tiny bit awkward. It was new, and they weren't exactly experienced after all.

'What's so funny, Froggy?'

'Nothing,' she told him calmly and walked further into the room pulling his hero shirt off of her, 'You're very smart, Katsuki.'

For some reason they didn't openly look at each other, so Tsu stole glances of the ash-blond as she stripped down into her underwear and carefully set the clothes on the heater to dry occasionally catching Katsuki do the same.

The smile was still over her lips as she handed him a towel and took one as well to dry her hair. She leaned her head down to properly run to a towel over it several times since there was no dryer in the room. It wasn't ideal, but due to her quirk, she knew her hair didn't need too long to return to its silky state.

'Have you ever been here before?' he asked suddenly causing her to look up and find Katsuki holding his towel looking down at her. His cheeks were still red, but he looked certain of himself to gaze at her. His red eyes even seemed to follow her body causing Tsu to for a moment feel self-aware before she chased such thoughts away. She knew how she looked, and given what happened she knew he liked her well enough. Still, there was something awkward about standing in front of anyone only in her underwear to see and judge or do anything they wanted.

Although Katsuki was a loud person who always spoke his mind even to the point he was harsh, now he seemed locked in some sort of silent fascination over her, and Tsu was never more desperate than now to know what he was thinking.

Her heartbeat speeded up just by his gaze turning from fascinated to heated as she tried to remember how to speak, 'N-no, I just noticed it once and Ochako-chan and I walked that way. What about you?'

'Not here,' he said mysteriously for a second, 'At her house back in middle school. Once to get it over with,' he confessed causing Tsu to blink surprised by this information. Katsuki wasn't someone who seemed to be very interested in the opposite sex fully driven by his goal to become Japan's Number One Hero. Then again, he seemed more than just interested in her now as he watched her.

'Did you ever…?' he asked his eyes moving from her chest to her face again.

She shook her head, which, however, only seemed to cause him to narrow his eyes further at her when he asked, 'You sure you want to do it now? Here?'

Her lips pulled a grimace, 'Yes.'

He didn't look convinced, 'Aren't girls supposed to wait for their prince charming or some shit? Wait until marriage or whatever?'

That caused the girl to burst out laughing feeling a lot of nervosities leave her body as she covered her stomach still giggling at the end, 'That's a load of crap, Katsuki. What about your first time? Were you planning to marry her, kero?'

His frown didn't exactly improve, but he looked less like he might tell her to cover herself any second catching doubts, 'I wanted to get it over with. She wanted to brag she lost it to me. She wasn't like…'

Her eyebrows lifted waiting for what was he about to say before he finally finished his eyes once again on hers, 'She wasn't like you.'

'What does that mean?'

'She wasn't really like you,' he said and somehow Tsu could only close her mouth and stare at him for a moment feeling like perhaps that no one ever said anything as beautiful about her.

The sea-green-haired girl swallowed a bit, 'You're real too.'

'You don't know what it fucking even means, Froggy,' he said in an annoying mocking matter that she didn't leave him with as she quickly said, 'I do. It means everyone is hiding behind masks and politeness keeping their real opinions and thoughts to themselves.'

She learned this back when she finished elementary school. She didn't think, Katsuki would think the same, but it made sense if she thought about it some more.

As she said that she properly looked over the boy.

Although it wasn't the first time Tsu saw him in only his underwear due to the time they spend training in the school's pool, it still caught the sea-green-haired girl off guard to see him now. It seemed over the course of almost two years his body improved even more. His muscles weren't as big as some of the other boys in their class, but it was obvious, Katsuki trained to keep in shape and worked on the body parts he especially needed such as his arms to be able to carry the heavy grenade bracelets he used during the fights. His body had a couple of scares that would never heal just as did her own, but even so. He was so stunning it was almost unfair. She was never interested in people's looks, but even she had to admit, Katsuki was probably the hottest boy she ever met in real life, knowing it was true now more than ever.

Everything felt so bizarre at that moment, almost like it wasn't even them who were standing there, yet Tsu couldn't help the fierce provocative feeling of something sensual that clouded any embarrassment and doubts that occasionally arose.

'You done gawking?' he asked, but his voice lacked its typical heat or venom causing it to sound strange and calm.

His gaze was heated, yet his voice sounded unsure.

It caused Tsu to smile a bit her own nervosity forgotten, 'Just admiring. It feels unfair how attractive you are.'

He blinked and the corner of his mouth pulled into a shameless cocky smirk that should be illegal.

Katsuki started to walk toward her his voice still low, but the tone very confident, 'You want to talk to me about fair? How is it fair that you have a smoking body and a cute face like that, hm?'

His hands settled onto her waists, and this close Tsu's body felt and reacted to Katsuki's own raising its temperature, increasing her breathing and already rapid heartbeat, but above all causing the sensation inside her to spread.

Her own wide fingers settled against his chest and spread not able to cover it all with how large he was, 'You think so, Katsuki?'

'You know, I don't say shit, I don't mean, Tsuyu,' he said barely getting in her name before his lips were on hers. The kissing from the street was heated and frantic as if they needed it to stay alive and satisfy the hunger, but they failed profoundly.

Now, it was still passionate and rousing, but there was a certain level of something soft to it for some reason. Their tempo was slower like they knew they had more time or that it was special, and they shouldn't ruin it by rushing.

They didn't.

As expected from a natural like Katsuki, he was an outstandingly good kisser. He knew how to get her to open up and push getting out of her more and more so much she wasn't even aware she could. It was delirious and Tsuyu found herself craving every second giving back to him everything and more to get him to push her further. On the street it felt almost like a battle, he hit, and she retaliated, now it seemed more like a dance. He took the lead, but she didn't stay behind making sure she wouldn't step on his toes.

Her tongue felt heavy and hot as she put it into his mouth getting another filthy sound out of him that went straight to her groin. She found herself adoring that sound and wishing to hear it again and again, but Katsuki true to his nature couldn't allow himself to be left behind, and to throw her off her high horse, he literally pushed his hands from her waists onto her thighs and lifted her up breaking the kiss for her to gaps, 'Kat-suki.'

His own tongue licked her lips and the tongue that was sticking out in the rawest way she could imagine before her back was pressed against the bed. She would think he would just toss her there carelessly or think it was hot, but her heart swell at the idea that he tried to be a bit gentle with her.

The ash-blond didn't give her more time to think as he was on her again in a second his hands, this time bolder, were moving around her body like he was trying to map her out taking it all in. It was new and odd to have someone touch her everywhere, but all that was overshadowed by the excitement that grew inside her as his warm fingers stroked, folded, and dragged over her arms stomach, and thighs all the while his mouth and tongue kept hers more than occupied.

When he broke the kiss again, he was panting harder, and somewhere against her side, she could feel him pressing against her, hard.

The back of his palm brushed his chin his lips properly red from how her own tried to devour him up until now, and his other palm grabbed ahold of the towel she got him earlier.

Somewhere despite her mind clouded by pleasure, Tsu's logical thinking kicked in and she found herself asking a bit breathless, 'Your quirk, kero?'

'It's fine,' he said, but then looked into her eyes for a moment he seemed unsure before his eyes once again narrowed into that familiar Bakugou-look of his and he added, 'I can control it, but if something's off, I will stop, so just fucking tell me, alright?'

She nodded and smiled a bit before her hands found his face and pulled him toward her again. It felt good to kiss him. It felt euphoric even. Their mouths and tongues seemed to work well as if they were partnered like this before and this savory and fine display was nothing new for them.

When his palm moved against the cup of her bra, Tsu's mind took it in like any other of his wonderful touches enjoying the softness and adding into the boiling sensation inside.

However, when his fingers easily slide under her bra cupping her breast her mouth let out a soft croaked moan tearing her lips away from his, her tongue left on the corner of her lips as she looked at him, 'Do you want me to take it off?'

'Fuck,' he cursed before he nodded allowing her to sit up a bit.

She reached for the front of her green bra and easily pushed the front click open wondering how strange it was that she decided to wear the only one that could unhook in the front today.

She pushed the straps over her shoulder's not meeting his eyes and rather fixing on the sheet under them as the second to last piece of her clothing slipped off her body leaving her chest naked for Katsuki to see.

Her face felt hot as blood rushed into her cheeks from the knowledge alone that he was looking at her. She survived about three seconds before she forced herself not to be weak and found her courage to look at the boy.

His red eyes were on fire gazing at her chest with the most heated look she had ever seen that itself alone could start a fire inside her since she was pretty sure no one ever looked at her like that.

The boy's tongue slowly exited his mouth and drag itself over his lips properly wetting them causing Tsu to feel like she was prey looking at her predator.

'For fuck's sake,' he said in a breathy voice before he reached for her again his mouth barely finishing his next words before his tongue and mouth started their familiar dance frantically and desperately moving against each other, 'How can you be so fucking hot, Asui Tsuyu?'

If Tsu was a romantic, she would find it poetic his last words were her name.

The sheer force of their make-out forced the girl back against the bed as this time the softness surrendered to something much more feral and daunting.

Their kisses were demanding and titillating not only exclusive to their mouths as Katsuki's lips soon found other parts of her Tsu's body moving from lips and tongue lower to her chin and neck where he settled for a while giving her open-mouthed kisses while his warm hands covered her exposed breasts and without any hesitation started to get familiar with them the same way as he had before with another part of her body. Except it wasn't the same. Before when he touched her arm, she felt soft and ticklish. However, when Katsuki groped her breasts, she felt a sensation much darker and more delicious that only increased when he nipped her nipple getting another croaking cry out of her.

'Shit, that sound…Tsuyu. That fucking sound,' he groaned against her neck nuzzling it for a moment before she felt him move from the spot he occupied before and nibbling his lips and teeth against any skin he could find all the while teasing her breast, 'K-Katsuki.'

When his mouth reached her chest, he momentary returned to her face his mouth immediately capturing her tongue between his lips where he sucked onto hit causing a sensation of pure pleasure rush against Tsu's lower body before he returned to her chest and took in one of her nipples.

She tossed her head to the side letting out another loud moan, the rush of something haunting and wonderful that came over her making it hard to stay still.

For a second, he let go and completely left her on the bed as he found the towel again and brushed his palms into it the look of pure lust not once leaving his face as his eyes traveled through her face toward her chest and then lower.

The look behind his red eyes would without a single doubt haunt Tsu's nights forever.

She wet her lips before she asked, 'D-do you want me to take them off?'

'Only if you want to,' he said and immediately looked back at her eyes probably to see if she wasn't catching fears or regrets. She wasn't. Not even close. If anything, Tsu felt like they couldn't continue faster enough.

Her hands rushed into her matching green panties and lifted her hips to pull them down, Katuski immediately grabbing a hold of her hips and pulling her lower toward him all the while he sat up once again towering over her.

Her heartbeat speeded up once again as she felt the anticipation inside her grow. Although his gaze was something to be proud of for receiving, Tsu felt if he didn't touch her or do something soon, she might lose it.

'Katsuki,' she said, 'Please, touch me.'

The begging must have done it for him, as the ash-blond leaned down pushing her legs further apart. His grip and movement were, but not violent, he either was naturally gentle or made sure he was because Tsu didn't feel a hint of any worry just the rush over what would happen next.

Once he got her open properly, the ash-blond didn't waste time pressing open-mouthed kisses against her left knee and then moving further into the inside of her thigh. The heat was almost unbearable as the dark delicious pressure inside her seemed to form in synch with the path of Katsuki's kisses against her skin.

Somewhere close to her center, the boy purposely nibbled her hard enough to get another moaning croak out of her.

He pushed the back of her knees over his shoulders stopping directly in front of her center making her blush despite everything they did so far. No one, not even her doctor, had ever looked at her there that close with a look of pure hunger, intensity, and excitement. It was almost enough to make the poor girl faint.

'Show me,' she heard his raspy voice suddenly his cheeks barely red. The sound went right into her core and would force her to rub her thighs together if they didn't have Katsuki's head between them, 'Tsu-chan,' he said causing a shiver to cross her body as he never used her favorite nickname like that which she should have been grateful because hearing it coming out of his mouth in such a voice might just as well be her new favorite sound in the world, 'Show me, how to make you feel good.'

She blinked searching his eyes. Despite all the emotions that were too hot and intense, she could also see something genuine. He really wanted to make her feel good, not just please himself.

She forced her to lose tongue out of her mouth and took a hold of his wrist circling it around it getting an idea of what they could do next before she guided his hand close to her and then moved her tongue around his finger, 'There should be a spot…uh, I usually rub it with my fingers or tongue. You can feel it.'

A small spark rushed through her when his finger found it running over it a bit causing her to close her eyes. It was so strange yet wonderful to have someone else touch her there.

Katsuki, true to his nature, didn't waste time, and just as Tsu was about to explain what would make her feel good, she felt his fingers were replaced with his tongue as he put his mouth over her clit and sucked.

The sensation startled her and caused her head to toss to the side, but the sounds she made, were impossible to mistake for anything other than pleasure urging the boy to continue.

His tongue and movements were different than her own. She knew her own body well and knew how to give herself quick and effective release when she needed it. However, just as there was with everything else about him, there was some sort of dangerous thrill to have Katsuki be the one licking her now eagerly adding more and more into the pressure inside her that formed more and more into something palpable with each stroke of his tongue and suck.

Tsu felt heavenly.

The sensations were shaking her body causing her to grip onto the sheets under her and try to find some balance inside while the magnificent feeling spread pushing her wherever it wanted.

It felt too damn good.

Her tongue fell somewhere off her mouth and pure lightning struck when she felt his fingers suddenly appear inside her, 'This good?'

'Yea-kero,' she barely managed to confirm closing her eyes letting herself be pushed into the sensation of something grand and dark inside her center while Katsuki worked her with devotion and attention to details so typical of someone with his work ethic. His mouth on her clit while his fingers inside her thrust from different angles every time as if they were searching for something.

She felt too hot, too tense, too filled with something she couldn't name and pushed further and further against an imaginary wall by whatever the dark substance inside her was turning into.

'Katsu-kero! Please!' she begged not sure for what exactly as she was losing rational thinking trying desperately to hold on before she felt Katsuki's mouth suck especially hard and his fingers thrust against something that forced the wonderful sensation, that dark feeling that had been turning into something touchable for a while now to finally formed something none other than a bomb, which Katsuki was an expert of, and immediately afterward went off.

Tsu's mind went blank like a tabula rasa taking away everything for a few moments, and for once the sea-green-haired girl allowed herself to be taken feeling confident enough to do so in Katsuki's presence.

She felt like she was made of cotton candy when the shield of her orgasm bliss started to crack and allow reality to enter. It wasn't all bad. First returned her vision and then the rest caused her to realize she was on the bed shaking and croaking for a while now as it seemed.

Her body still felt weak and good which was something the girl never felt before, not even when she gave herself her own release.

'Fuck, Tsu, do you fucking know what you did? Shit, I'm going to get hard every time I hear you croak from no one,' said the ash-blond between kisses against her neck and chest flicking his tongue against her nipple while his fingers still played with her most sensitive parts.

Given how wired she was, she came the second time almost in the next minute crying out even louder and almost levitating off the bed with how high her back arched, 'Kat-Katsuki!'

Even if it wasn't as intense it still forced her to need more than a few moments, to return back to her body after feeling like a dying star in the night.

'Shit, you sound good, Tsu when you say my name,' he said before taking in her tongue and sucking on it hard causing her to croak desperately as if she was wounded, 'Everything about you is good. Even your pussy tastes like fucking fresh rainwater. How are you real?'

A giggle erupted from inside her as she slowly came back from the white fog of her second orgasm.

'N-no more of that for a while, kero,' she said after what felt like forever and half drifting along with her cotton candy feeling before she took hold of his hand and pushed it away still feeling too sensitive.

'Whatever you want,' he said and kissed her again surprising her a bit even if he shouldn't have. He almost made her believe he really would give her anything she wanted at that moment. It was a very tempting and empowering thought.

'T-take off…your underwear,' Tsu found her mouth able to say all the while looking into his eyes feeling a bit more like herself yet still very happy and light, 'I want to touch you too.'

Despite everything they did, this time his cheeks went a bit red.

'Katsuki, come here,' she told him and opened her arms for him feeling both lose and very tense the wonderful tension inside her materializing once again at the thought of what she wanted to do.

The ash-blond was by her side in a matter of seconds passionately kissing her once more before she pushed him down against the bed kneeling above him, 'Can I use my quirk, kero?'


'Fuck, you can't just say shit like…yeah, yeah, you can do that,' said Katsuki his voice going from panicked to somewhat calm as he brushed his face trying to take a hold of himself. The idea that that sweet delicious wet tongue of her would be around him made his dick twitch in anticipation like the sex-hungry loser that he was. Everything inside him was so wired and ready he felt like he might come any second.

She was fucking gorgeous. Not just hot or pretty or whatever shitty not worthy of her adjective come to his barely working mind, but drop-dead gorgeous. If she fucking asked him to light himself on fire he might as well do that at that moment.

His hands reached for his underwear, and he pulled it off before he tossed it over the edge of the ridiculous bed. It was almost like a dream with everything that happened in the span of those few hours and everything they did in this room in a fucking Love Hotel so far, but the ash-blond knew his dreams well enough to know they never made him feel this good or aroused.

His cock twitched again upon finally being released into the daylight like a prisoner gaining freedom after a long sentence. He was rock hard almost to the point it was painful.

Looking over at Tsuyu, he found her looking at him with her lips slightly parted and her tongue sticking out once again almost causing him to come right there and then before she would even touch him, 'Fuck, you…you can't just look at it like that.'

Not when his horniness was achieving new heights. His control game was strong, but even he had limits, and those were pushed to their extremes with the girl being so fucking stunning, delicious, and naked.

She brushed her hair behind her ears, and Katsuki would think she looked damn cute if, in the next second, she didn't lean down and used her long moist tongue to wrap all around his completely erected dick.

Fuck me, that feels ecstatic!

And she did.

The wetness from her tongue collided with his shaft momentary blinding everything else, but the moment, she started to move that tongue was when Katsuki properly lost it. The sensation went straight into his brain taking over and causing his dick to get a mind of its own jerking along with Tsu's movements.

'F-FUCK! TSU! TH-that…,' his voice lowered, and he wasn't even sure what he wanted to say because all he could comprehend was that it felt fucking fantastic, better than anything in the whole damn fucking world, and if Tsu would stop now he would fucking die.

Somewhere in the back of his mind and over the sensation, he felt a shift, but he wasn't sure what was shifting or moving until he felt pure hotness come over his dick forcing his red-eye to open.

He needed to blink before he properly saw what happened and widened his eyes realizing Tsu took him into her hot, wet, and perfect mouth working him along with her tongue.

'Tsu-TSU!' he said and patted her trying to get her attention so he wouldn't just blow up in her mouth like that, but the girl only looked at him once before she moaned and took him even deeper touching something in her back.

The image along with the sensation and that fucking sound proved to be too much for the ash-blond, and in the next moment he came hard spilling into her mouth like a fucking quick draw but taken by the sensation of absolute euphoria, he couldn't bring himself to care.

'Shit, Tsu…fucking…you,' he licked his lips the cloudiness disappearing and instead of a sense of absolute focus coming over all the while panting like a dog in the summer heat.

Who, what a fucking rush.

He snatched her face as he saw her lean away and untangle her tongue away from his still dark dick, 'You taste bitter, kero,' she said as he pulled her closer toward his face, 'It's not bad-'

His mouth immediately devoured hers not caring if it was fucking gross to feel himself on her like this because it felt fucking wonderful. Everything about her felt fucking wonderful.

When he broke the kiss, they were breathless again, 'You're fucking perfect.'

She chuckled clearly thinking it was the post-orgasm thinking, but fuck that, 'No, look at me, you're fucking perfect. You're perfect for me, Tsu-chan.'

Her dark now blown by two orgasm eyes blinked, but she didn't laugh or look worried, instead she put her arms around his neck and smiled in the nicest way anyone ever smiled at him, 'Thank you, Katsuki.'

Fuck, if she does stuff like that again, I might fucking fall in love with her or ask her to marry me or some other dumb shit.

The worst part was, he wouldn't even regret it at that moment.

She leaned closer and kissed him her tongue diving into his mouth in that full wonderful way whole her fucking great breasts pressed against his chest. He instantly pulled her closer his hands moving through her body again until his fingers went between her butt cheeks and inside her again.

Her lips nipped at his lower oner as she let out another adorable and hot kero that went straight to his already charged and ready again member.

He broke the kiss, and she moved against his neck further toward his ear where he found he rather liked her kisses, 'We can carry on, I'm ready.'

He nodded and let the sea-green-haired goddess go in order to pick up from the pile of condoms left in the hotel.

It wasn't his first time. That ship sailed before he grew a fucking brain so he wouldn't have to dwell on teenage bullshit like that in U.A. He never really gave any fuck about it since the girl didn't really care for him either, but in that very moment with Tsu naked on the bed with him waiting for him to put the condom on he did allow a small thought to wonder about how much different it would feel if he waited for someone like Tsu to come along.

Don't dwell on shit you can't change, dipshit.

He crawled back to her as she found a comfortable position against the pillow looking at him with her wide eyes and flushed face, 'You still want this?'

She nodded opening her arms and spreading her thighs wide open for him to settle between them.

Just in case he dried his palms again with a towel left on the edge of the bed. He knew himself well enough, but it still wasn't something he wanted to risk with her.

Easily he found himself between her legs grabbing her fair skin thighs and pushing them to gain more access. He was in no way in fucking hell saying anything lame like here I come or whatever idiotic thing people say. Instead, he lifted her higher and positioned the tip against her entrance in one moment, and in another pushed himself in.

Hot

Katsuki was certain he knew the definition of that word because of his quirk. If not that, he was sure he knew so because of the feeling of Tsu's mouth on his member, but no. The ash-blond fully understood the word the moment he found himself inside the girl's pussy. It was almost unbearable. She felt…she felt so fucking perfect and divinely, he wanted to fucking stay put inside her like this forever. The sensation was so damn good, for a moment, he needed to shut his eyes took control of his breathing, and think unappealing thoughts like Deku, his parents, and shit just so he wouldn't come even faster inside her like this.

'Ah,' the soft painful sound caused his eyes to open and look down at Tsu, 'D-do you-do you want me to pull out?'

Even if her face remained the same, her eyes were shut closed, and her eyebrows were definitely too low to appear like she was her normally cool and fine self.

Her lips parted, 'Just distract me for a second, kero.'

He nodded even if she couldn't see him, and carefully not to move leaned down to kiss her properly across the mouth and then lower to work on the love bites she probably didn't even notice he already got her.

After a while he felt her legs hug around his waist pulling her closer as her arms did the same around his neck, 'Katsuki, you can move, please.'

He sighed in relief not sure how long he would have lasted like this before he forced his hips to move against hers both of them letting out groans and moans. Katsuki knew for sure nothing in the fucking universe ever felt as good as having Tsu's walls clench around his cock when he moved. It took him a moment to find the rhythm that she seemed to like as well meeting him halfway by rolling her own hips against his only adding to the fucking damn good feeling.

'Tsu, you're a fucking dream come true,' he somehow said not even sure how and not even giving a fuck if he did because it was true. She felt just like a dream he never knew he had come true and better.

She wasn't exactly quiet before, but it was a new level as she allowed all her croaks, moans, cries, squeals, and cries to fill the room with sounds along with the movements of their bodies. Each and every one of those beautiful sounds that he knew he was responsible for went straight into his cock keeping him hard and urging him to move faster and harder to give them both what they want.

'Please, more, please,' she begged only making him bite her neck to silence the animal-like groan that came out anyway because fuck he was apparently a sucker for her begging.

After a while, he felt sweaty and bolder quickly forcing his palms into the sheets and then grabbing hold of her knees instead.

He pulled her up along with him as he sat upon his heels. The angle was perfect since now he couldn't just feel but also see fucking everything.

If I die, this will be the last thing on my fucking mind.

He could see everything, the way her fucking stunning breasts bounced with every one of his trusts, the rise and fall of her belly.

His hands pushed her thighs even wider apart so he could watch his cock disappear inside of her as she rolled her hips to meet his thrust.

'Tsu-Tsu…'

'I'm close too,' she said and leaned up hugging him again burring her face against his neck as he did the same into her hair. Her wonderful silky sea-green hair.

He let one of her legs go and went between them quickly finding her clit and rubbing circles immediately hearing her desperate croaking as a response.

Fuck

Just when he thought he wouldn't be able to carry on any fucking longer, he heard her let out that cry loud and raw just as she did two times before when she came.

Knowing, he could, he forced them both onto the bed and with two more thrusts came harder than ever not stopping until he felt properly empty and the condom around him full.

He was never one to let things go. He wasn't like that, but at that moment, he felt that he could as he felt for the first time ever not as angry or frustrated over things in his life. He just felt like he could be and drift in the fucking best in the world feeling of white nothing that took over him.

Once again, the euphoria took over him trapping him inside the fucking A feeling of his post-orgasm before he became almost sharply aware of everything around him.

Almost immediately afterward, he rolled his heavyweight from Tsu who feverishly shook her head croaking, 'Kero-no-no-I want, kero-'

Even if she didn't make sense he understood and pulled her into his arms kissing her hair, forehead, cheek, and everywhere else he could before he found her mouth yearningly sucking onto her tasty tongue.

Once again, Tsu shook for a while before she let out a final sigh and properly settled into his arms hugging him closer.

Naked, sweaty, and aware of everything he could tell the impossible to control heat from before but was gone, but the feelings regardless of the girl being perfect and stunning and attractive were still there.

Katsuki felt glad they were.

No one said a word for a moment, and the boy watched Tsu's face snuggled against his chest for a moment before he cleared his throat and said hoping there wouldn't be more awkwardness now, 'Don't fall asleep. We can't stay.' Their room was theirs only for another forty-five minutes, and they still needed to shower and get themselves to look fucking presentable before getting to the dorms.

He hoped it wasn't raining anymore.

The girl hummed but kept her eyes closed before she said, 'I know, but it's still nice, kero.'

Absently, his hand brushed her back all the way to her ass enjoying the softness of her now slightly sweety body. It still felt good to be able to touch her like this.

'Yeah,' he agreed and allowed himself another five minutes to hold her like that before he stood up, 'I will find you a clean towel. Don't you dare to fall asleep.'

'No promises,' she whispered already sounding very sleepy, 'I wish we could take a nap now.'

His lips forced an easy and almost carefree smile hearing her voice sound like that. He felt lighter somehow not as stressed by his life and shit. It was definitely the aftermath of his mind-blowing orgasms.

'Next time, we can do it in the door,' he said without thinking, 'You can sleep there all you want afterward.'

The moment those words registered with his mind, he paused thinking he was a fucking idiot. Even if he felt something it didn't mean it wasn't just because of the sex or that she owed him to get lucky again or whatever.

Just like that, the good mood started to slip between his fingers as he felt the bed shift, 'I would like that, Katsuki.' His name coming from her mouth was his fucking Achille heel, 'Would you?'

He turned around. Maybe if he didn't get laid just now and his mind wasn't in that blissful state post-orgasm, he would say something I fucking suggested it, didn't I? just to avoid the confession, but looking at her sitting on the bed still naked with her body already revealing those red love bites he left across her chest and her mouth swollen, in general looking properly fucked which Katsuki took great pride in he couldn't help anything other than, 'Yes, I would like that too.'

She gave him a smile and hopped off the bed stealing the towel from his palm before she pressed a kiss against his cheek that might have been the sweetest gesture ever only to follow it with the most sensual suggestion ever, 'Let's shower together to safe the time, kero?'

Mentally counting down how much time they had left, he allowed himself to be taken into the small bathroom and distracted some more thinking it wasn't the worse thing in the world to be distracted by Asui 'Tsu' Tsuyu like that.


A.N: Happy Valentine's day :) I hope you like the story. To be honest, I wasn't planning to finish it today, but somehow, I managed :D I hope you are doing okay, and have a nice day :)