Ch. 15

Sunlight filters through the window, shining through Ami's eyelids and waking her up. She blinks against the brightness, rubbing her eyes to clear them before rolling on her side to turn her back to the light. She'd fully intended to go back to sleep... until the memories from the night prior flash through her head at the sight of Katsuki's face mere inches from hers.

Her heart falters and skips a beat.

Sun-lit golden lashes cast small shadows across his cheeks, all signs of his usual anger and annoyance gone in the peace of sleep. He had one arm under the pillow she's sleeping on while the other is thrown protectively over her hip. At her sudden movement, his hold tightens and he pulls her closer, his gentle breathing never changing.

She'd never been this close to him before to notice, but he was... really beautiful, actually. A pretty boy, which she knew he would hate to be called. Her eyes trail over every detail of his face; his long eyelashes, the gentle curve of his lips and the sharp angle of his jaw. Ami was suddenly reminded of the paintings she'd see in art museums, which made her laugh a little. Ironic that someone as aggressive as him would have the looks of an angel.

He spent so much of his time grimacing, frowning, and scowling that you'd never know what his face actually looked like.

Katsuki's eyes move behind his eyelids for a minute before, slowly, they start to lift. "...Oh shit." He says after a moment, his voice rumbly from sleep. The hand resting on her lower back slowly lifts to brush a stray curl from her cheek. "So I wasn't dreaming this time."

She closes her eyes against the gentle caress, humming happily when he cups her cheek in his hand. "Definitely not dreaming." She murmurs. After a moment her eyes slowly drift open and she finds him more awake now, studying her face. "...What is it?"

Katsuki's cheeks redden a little and he averts his eyes, looking down and away from her. "You're just... really pretty is all." He mutters, embarrassed. "I like looking at you." Then he slowly brings his eyes back to meet hers. "You've got these little golden flecks in your eyes too. I hadn't really noticed them before... all of this..."

Her eyes were the same purple that most of her family members on her dad's side had, but hers had little tiny -almost metallic- flecks of gold that caught the light when she turned towards it. Her father had compared it to pieces of gold leaf.

"Yeah... Usually people don't, uh... get close enough to notice them." The intense way he was studying her made her stomach flutter. She expects him to look away, but instead he only moves closer, pressing a kiss against her forehead.

"So..." He says after a moment of silence, his chin now resting atop her head. "Are we... You know...?" The unfinished question hangs in the air between them.

Things had happened so suddenly that Ami hadn't even had time to think about where things would go after this. Hell, she hadn't even thought getting here was possible. "Still just friends?" She supplies. "Or... a thing?"

He's silent.

"...Katsuki?"

"Mmm, just thinking."

Ami feels a small seed of anxiety begin to grow inside of her. What if he only liked her enough to sleep with her and nothing more? She hadn't exactly made her wants clear before she accepted his dorm key and came up here. Now here she was, naked in bed with him, and clueless as to what he had truly wanted from her.

"Don't start worrying," he murmurs, pressing another kiss to her forehead. "I can feel you stressing yourself out, Shortstack."

"...Do you just like me, or do you like like me?"

Katsuki snorts softly, "What the fuck does that even mean?"

Ami moves in close, tucking her face into the nook between his neck and shoulder. "That I really like you, Katsuki." She continues, her words muffled by his skin. "I have for a while now..."

Gently pulling himself back, he meets her eyes again. "How long is 'a while'?" he asks.

"Since May." She answers, embarrassed herself now. May was when he'd gone off on her and told her they weren't friends. The timing was... unfortunate, at best.

Katsuki groans, "Fuck. That was when I said all that dumb shit to you."

Ami nods, "I know you said you were dealing with some shit though so... I get it."

He sighs, one of those deep sighs like when someone has something to confess. "That's not... entirely true." He says hesitantly.

Ami blanks, frowning up at him, "Excuse me?"

The groan he lets out is heavily laden with embarrassment. "I-... Man..." He rakes his fingers through his hair. "That morning I'd... had a dream about you." The last part is said under his breath, and had the room not been so quiet it would've been impossible to hear.

"...A dream?" She props herself up slightly and looks down at his face. "What kind of dream?"

Irritation flashes through his eyes and he grunts, looking away again. "Come on, Shortstack. Do I really need to fucking tell you what kind of dream?"

"Well, considering you hurt my feelings and had me thinking you hated me for months, I feel like the least you could do is explain it." She was being slightly unfair and she knew it, but... hearing Katsuki explain it wasn't something she could bring herself to pass up.

His cheeks flush red and he rolls onto his back, throwing his arm over his face and hiding it in the crook of his elbow. "I had a dream that you had come into the shower with me," He begins, the words barely audible. "And you were teasing me and shit."

"How was I teasing you?"

He's silent for a moment before continuing, as if working up the nerve. It was so strange seeing him out of his comfort zone, since usually he was so unfalteringly confident. "...You were telling me that I could fuck you if I wanted. Saying shit like how you wanted me to while touching and kissing me..." He mumbles.

Ami grins and reaches over under the blanket, running her fingers lightly down the sensitive skin underneath his bellybutton, "Oh really?... Touching you how?"

He lets out a shaky breath, the blanket that covers him slightly jumping with her touch, "You really gonna make me fucking say it?"

"Please?"

Katsuki moves his arm from in front of his face. His eyes are smoldering flames when they meet hers. "You're having too much damn fun fucking with me." His voice is deep when he says this, husky in a way that takes her breath away. "Tread carefully."

The threat only tempts her more, though. "And if I don't?" She ventures softly. Her fingers travel downward but her eyes never leave his, watching a string of emotions play across his face in quick succession before settling on one that was all too familiar.

Desire.

Before she can even get an answer she's on her back again looking up, eyes still locked with Katsuki's. He rests his forearms on opposite sides of her head, his weight pushing down on her. "You're playing a dangerous game with me right now." He warns, voice low. "It's in the middle of the fucking morning and everyone's awake."

Ami's fingers reach down slowly and wrap arounds his dick, eyes never leaving his. "So?" She whispers.

There's a silent fight going on in his eyes and his jaw clenches momentarily. His words are measured when he speaks. "I'm giving you one last warning."

Her grip tightens and her hand slides down his shaft, heart jumping when a rough gasp escapes his lips.

"Ok, that's it." He slides his hand under her head, firmly gripping her hair at the base of her skull.

Chills shoot down Ami's spine and a whimper fights it's way free at the sensation. She bends her knees up, bracing her feet on the bed, and angles her hips, rubbing the head of his erection against her folds. "Just fuck me already." She groans. "I don't care if they hear us."

Katsuki rolls his hips forward with no hesitation, burying himself deep in one fluid motion. He grunts, leaning his full weight onto his left arm that still presses into the pillow. "If you make one fucking sound I'm stopping." He threatens. His fist's grip tightens as he starts thrusting into her, watching her bite down on her bottom lip to keep quiet. "So you better keep your damn mouth shut."

Ami grips the blankets, listening to the wet smack of him pumping into her over and over again. Her lips part involuntarily but Katsuki removes his hand from her hair and clamps it over her lips.

"Shut the fuck up." He growls. "Don't even think about it."

She spreads her thighs further, catching onto his rhythm and rocking her hips into his with every thrust. Keeping quiet gets even more difficult when he starts thrusting harder, changing from a quick pace to a slow, rough one.

"Look at you," He smirks, leaning back to grip her thigh with his left hand and pull her flush against him. "So needy."

"Katsuki please." She whimpers softly into his hand, breathless.

"Please what?"

Ami feels her walls squeeze tight around him, "Please, more."

He moves his hand and pushes two fingers into her mouth, his dick twitching inside her when she sucks on them immediately, "What a fucking mouth." Then he hesitates for a moment. "...Why don't you show me what it can do?"

She feel her face heat up, but she nods.

When he pulls out of her she almost wants to complain, but all thoughts in her head dissipate when suddenly he's up beside her face, grabbing her by the hair again.

"Open."

Ami parts her lips, meeting his eyes once more as he pushes the head of his dick between them. The warm, almost sweet taste of his precum slides down her tongue and she can feel herself practically gush in response. She sucks and moves forward, taking him down her throat inch by inch until she's at the base. There was so much.

Katsuki's eyes widen and his body shudders as she swallows around him, "Damn it..." His slow thrusts pick back up, fucking her throat carefully. "How the hell-... Ugn!"

Ami pulls back to take a breath before relaxing her throat and taking him all the way down again, starting to bob her head to match his now erratic thrusts. The sounds he was making were intoxicating to her, his usual air of control melting away to pleasure.

He curses under his breath, slowing the movement of his hips to watch her face. With his free hand he reaches down and swipes away the wetness running down her chin, "Good girl."

Ami melts. She can feel her cheeks and the tips of her ears turn bright red. She'd always been a sucker for praise.

"Oh you liked that, huh?" He asks softly. "I'll keep that in mind." Katsuki gently pulls out of her mouth and scoots down to lay on his back, grabbing her by the hips to pull her on top of him with ease. "Now put me in."

She straddles him and lifts her hips, grabbing his dick and rubbing it between her slick folds before sliding down on it. She gasps at the sudden intense pressure of having him fill her completely, "Oh fuck-" But when she moves up to ease it, he grabs her hips and pulls them back down. Ami grunts and braces her hands against his chest, her head swimming.

"I didn't tell you to move." He runs his hands down her thighs. "Not yet."

Ami looks away and squirms, "But your-"

Katsuki reaches up and grabs her chin gently, making her look back down at him. "Keep being good for me and listen, ok?" He murmurs, almost cooing at her. "Let me make you feel good."

She covers her face with her hands, feeling her cheeks start to burn. How did I go from in control to this? She was confident going in but now suddenly she was nothing but a blushing mess. All she can do is nod silently.

"Do you want to try riding?"

Dear God.

"Ami."

She peeks through her fingers, meeting his eyes again shyly. "...Mhm?..."

"I asked you a question." He reaches up to grab her hands, pulling them away from her face and holding them. "Don't be shy. Answer me."

"...I do..."

"You do what?"

She grunts in frustration, rocking her hips to send the message. This was the game she played earlier being reversed back on her. Here she was, squirming with him buried so deep inside her she could feel him against her cervix and he was playing around.

Katsuki puts her hands on his chest, smirking when her face flames even brighter, "Use your words. You do what?"

"...wanna try riding you.."

He grips her hips and lifts her, dropping her back down as he thrusts up. "Then do it." He says, eyes lighting up when the movement forces a moan from between her lips. "Show me how much you want it."

Ami starts bouncing her hips, leaning forward slightly to rub her clit against him as she does so, "A-Ah!"

"Just like that."

She bites her lip and digs her nails into his chest as he slides his hands down to grip her ass, pulling her down more so he can thrust into her freely. When she gasps, he leans up and catches her bottom lip between his teeth and tugs lightly before kissing her.

"You're so wet for me." He whispers against her mouth. "And you're so fucking tight." He picks up the pace then, rocking the bed with the force of his thrusts.

So much for being quiet.

Ami falls forward, gripping the pillow behind his head as she pushes back against him, the friction getting her closer and closer to cumming."Ngh!" She buries her face in the side of his neck, her breathing coming short and fast now.

"Fuck, I really want to cum in you." Katsuki growls in her ear, making her head swim. "You feel too fucking good."

"I want it." She whimpers, her fingers going to grip his hair as he pounds into her mercilessly. "K-... Katsuki I-"

"Shhh." He shushes her. "I know, I know." He kisses her shoulder and spreads her thighs more, continuing to fuck her senseless. "Just be a good girl for me and cum, ok?"

She wanted to, and she was so close... Her rocking becomes more erratic, her breath coming in quick pants now. "I-... Oh fuck-".

"Cum for me."

Ami sits straight up immediately, head falling back as she cums. Hard. She slaps a hand over her mouth, choking down the scream that had been building up as her body jerks on top of his.

Katsuki slides his hand up to gently rub her clit with his thumb, holding her in place with the other. "That's it," he coos. "That's my girl." He lets her ride out her orgasm, his eyes glued to her face through every last wave, but the moment she starts to tap out is when he pulls her off of him suddenly anyway.

She knows what that means. Ami quickly reaches down and grips his erection in her hands, jacking him off until his orgasm comes almost immediately after.

His back arches slightly, his hands going to grip her thighs as he cums on her stomach. He grits his teeth, eyes fluttering shut as he empties himself in her hands with every pump. "Ami! Fuck!" He gasps softly, sending shivers down her spine.

Without missing a beat, she slides down and sucks the tip into her mouth hard, feeling his body jerk violently under her with the sudden sensation.

Katsuki taps her head, signaling for her to stop when he can't take anymore. He relaxes into the pillows the moment she stops, breathing hard and heavy. "You sucked my fucking soul out." He gasps, gently putting his hand on her head. "Where the fuck did you learn that?"

Ami opens her mouth to respond, but suddenly her phone rings. Of course, she thinks, annoyed. Awful fucking timing.

Katsuki frowns and looks over to where her phone sits on the nightstand. "It's Mina calling." But the moment he reaches and grabs the phone to pass it to down her with that announcement, she freezes.

"Fucking damn it!" She groans. "I completely forgot." She'd been so caught up in... him, that she'd forgotten that she was supposed to meet the girls for breakfast. It was 11:25, so she was 25 minutes late, and a string of missed calls attests to that fact. Ami answers the phone after a moment of debate. "...Hello?"

"Ami!" Mina's tone is already scolding. "Where the heck are you? I went by your room and knocked for 10 minutes but you didn't answer. And I called you like... 50 times!"

"I'm so sorry! I overslept."

Mina hmphs, "You never showed up to the common room yesterday either when we were doing group cleaning." Then there's a pause. "...Neither did Bakugo."

Ami stays silent, waiting for her to put the pieces together.

"You guys had training together yesterday, right?"

"...Mhm..."

"So you missed out because of that then. But I also never saw you come back to the dorms."

Ami's eyes meet Katsuki's and she bites her lip. "Mmm, yeah. Mr. Aizawa found us and put us on classroom cleaning duty since we missed out on the group effort." She explains.

"I haven't had to clean a classroom since grade school." Mina laughs. "So you two probably got back after we'd all went up to Kaminari's then."

"...yes."

"Well do you want me to come up and get you? Tsu and Ochako still aren't here either, but we know Ochako's in her room asleep because we could hear her snoring when we went to her door." Mina's pout is obvious even through the phone.

"No!-" Ami takes a breath. "I mean, no. I'll head down once I get dressed and meet you girls there."

"Well, ok..."

"See you soon." Ami ends the call and tosses her phone on the bed, putting he face in her hands. "Ugh."

Katsuki reaches down and pulls Ami up, letting her come to rest on his chest before wrapping his arms around her waist. "You have to go?" He asks. The disappointment in his voice is subtle, but it's there all the same.

"I do but I don't want to."

"Then don't?"

Ami snorts and props herself up a little, "I don't just bail on my friends, Katsuki."

He shrugs, "You could just this once then."

"You just want me to stay."

He doesn't deny it. "I just don't want to pop whatever bubble we're in right now." He admits. "I like being like this. I like being with you."

"Look who's getting all soft." Ami teases, pressing a kiss to the top of his nose.

"I'M NOT GETTING FUCKING SOFT."

Ah, there's the attitude again.

"I just want you to fucking stay is all." He continues before looking away, irritation blatant on his face. "I'm not good at this... feelings, shit."

"Katsuki."

He side-eyes her cautiously, "What?"

"I'm not either." She says, lowering her voice. "But we could maybe figure it out together when I come back...?"

Taking a deep breath, the blond's eyes soften, showing a vulnerability Ami hadn't seen before. "As like... a couple, or something?" He grumbles, looking embarrassed at the hopefulness in his voice.

"I'd like that a lot."

His grip around her waist tightens, "...Same."

Ami releases the breath she'd been holding, a smile breaking across her face. "So is that it then?" She asks. "We're doing this?"

Katsuki's eyes widen in surprise before he turns away again, another rare blush reddening his cheeks. "Yeah." He nods. "I guess that makes you my girlfriend now."

She laughs and reaches to turn his face back to hers, kissing him gently on the lips, "Are you asking?"

One hand goes to the back of her head, pulling her down for another kiss. "I'm telling you." He murmurs. "I did say you were my girl, didn't I?"

Ami grins and bites her lip to try to suppress it, "Then you'll be sleeping in my room tonight." With that, she rolls off of him and hops up out of bed. "Oof." She gently presses her abdomen and blushes. Maybe I should take it easy.

"You good?"

"Perfect." And she was. But the next step would be telling Mina the truth about her disappearance last night. Then came answering all of her questions.

And that, was going to take a lot more of her energy. Although, she did have some questions for Mina of her own.

As soon as Ami leaves the room feels... empty. She'd gotten up and gotten dressed -which he'd watched the entire time, unabashed- then given him a quick kiss before grabbing her things and slipping out of the door. Once she was gone, almost immediately the events of the last 12 hours fully hit him.

Katsuki can't help the stupid fucking grin that breaks across his face. He rubs his hands down his face before sitting up, shaking his head at himself. This was... new. Whatever bubbly feeling this was that was rising in his chest. He'd fucking slept with Ami. Both literally and figuratively.

And now they were...

Together.

Despite her leaving, the bubble hadn't popped. He was still riding on the collective highs from both the night and minutes prior. His pillows even still smelled like her when he pressed one to his face. Now he'd finally openly admit it. He really fucking liked her.

Especially when she smiled, and how her face had lit up like a kid's on Christmas morning when he'd said the word "girlfriend". She'd been so happy he could feel it radiating off of her.

It was almost surreal. Katsuki had never really thought he'd end up with someone, neither emotionally nor physically. Of course he'd had physical urges, but those weren't anything he couldn't knock out in a couple of minutes so he could get back to what he had been doing prior. Actually fucking someone, though, had been an entirely different experience. He almost couldn't believe how good she'd felt. When she'd sat down on him he knew he'd been in deep because he'd hit something. From the look on her face it had been obviously intense but... it looked like she'd liked it.

And then tonight I can do it all over again.

Katsuki would be lying if he said he wasn't looking forward to sneaking to her dorm tonight. His mind was already running wild with ideas. He'd been really quick with her before, but what he really wanted to do tonight was take his time. He still didn't feel like he'd apologized enough for what he'd done, and since he was shit with using words, he figured actions would speak louder. That wouldn't fail to send a message.

The only problem was that their classmates' rooms were too close for them to be riskier than they already had been. All it would take is for one of them to see something or for someone to hear something and then suddenly it would be a whole fucking issue. He didn't want the attention. He just wanted to keep things between the two of them. No interruptions, no prying questions, no nosy fucking extras getting into business that wasn't theirs to get into.

He was tempted to just stay in bed all day, but he needed to bathe and find something to do to occupy his time until he saw her again. So he does just that, grabbing a clean change of clothes and his shower bag before getting dressed and heading downstairs to the boys' bath.

"Hey Kacchan!" Kaminari's voice is the first one he hears, but even that couldn't kill his high. "Where were you yesterday?"

Kaminari, Kirishima, Mineta, Tokoyami, and Sero were the only ones in the bath as he walks in. A smaller crowd meant easier damage control and less questions. That, he could handle.

"Mr. Aizawa went looking for you, man." Kirishima chimes in from the bath, looking up as he enters.

"He found me," Katsuki replies, stripping down to go climb in across from him. "I ended up having to clean the damn classroom because of it." His body was still sore both from training and Ami, something that didn't hit him until his mind was no longer preoccupied, so soaking was the quick remedy to that.

"Wasn't Fujiwara with you?" Mineta asks from across the room, a sleazy grin growing on his face. "I bet you were having fun with her all to yourself and you forgot all about us."

Katsuki flexes his jaw before chucking a bar of soap at the shorter boy's head, "SHUT THE FUCK UP AND DIE ALREADY!"

Kaminari snorts, amused. "Bakugo doesn't know what fun is. All he knows is how to be mean and fight with everyone." He says. "Fujiwara is way too sweet for him anyway."

"STOP TALKING ABOUT HER!" He knew he was letting his temper get the best of him already, but he wasn't about to let anyone make her a topic of conversation.

"Ooh," Kaminari's voice turns taunting. "Did I hit a nerve?"

"Come on Kaminari," Kirishima groans. "Leave him alone." Eijiro was the only one who knew the truth about how Katsuki felt aside from Mina, so the help was welcome.

Katsuki starts soaping up, scrubbing away at his skin while trying his hardest not to say anything as the two go back and forth. If Ami was his girlfriend now then that meant he had to defend her. Even if he didn't want people to know about them, it was still his job.

"You ok man?"

Katsuki looks up and over at Kirishima. If he was going to tell anyone, he should tell his best friend. He'd probably find out sooner than later anyway since he could read Katsuki like an open book on most days. He just had to pick his words carefully. "I'm... better than I was." He says. "Things changed."

Kirishima frowns slightly and leans in, "What things?"

With a small sigh, Katsuki leans in as well. "With Ami." He elaborates, voice low. "We talked."

Immediately the red-head's face lights up. He punches Katsuki's shoulder, grinning. "Finally! How'd it go?" he asks. "Is that why you two didn't show up?"

"...You could say that." He wasn't sure how much he actually wanted to divulge, but sharing the last couple of hours with someone he trusted was also... strangely tempting. "It went better than I expected. We ended up spending a lot of time together after we talked."

"Did you guys go on a date or something?"

Katsuki pauses, feeling his face heat up at the thought of what had actually happened. "We... Uh... No we just hung out in my room." It wasn't exactly a lie, but even to his own ears it sounded like he was hiding something.

"...dude." Kirishima's voice drops to a whisper, seeing right through him. "Did you two...?"

The heat in his face turns to burning and he ducks his head down, splashing water on his cheeks. He couldn't bring himself to answer, but he knew he didn't have to. His silence would be answer enough.

"Oh man." Kirishima whistles. "I've never seen your face turn that red when you're not yelling or pissed. So it did happen!"

"Yeah, yeah," Katsuki waves the playful jab away. "...It did. She stayed all night with me."

Over the next couple of minutes the boys talk quietly about the night prior. While not too many details were shared -due to Katsuki wanting to keep majority of what happened between him and Ami to himself- Kirishima still got the gist of it and seemed legitimately happy for both of them.

"You know," Kirishima says as they walk out of the boys' bathroom. "Ami told me she liked you a while back. I kinda guessed it but still."

"...You knew?!"

Eijiro holds up his hands in defense, "Don't get mad at me! I didn't want to spill her secrets." He was a good friend, and no one could ever say otherwise. "Besides, you needed to figure it out for yourself man. 'Work for it' and all that."

Katsuki grunts and wipes his wet hair with his towel, thinking on that. While it would've been easier to know immediately, he didn't hate how things played out yesterday. He gained a new insight on how Ami's quirk worked too. He'd never experienced it like that before and it was interesting to see, despite her embarrassment at the way it came out against her control.

"But," Kirishima continues, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm happy for you, bro. Really. Treat her right, ok?"

Katsuki scoffs, "Obviously." He didn't spend all these months struggling over her to finally get her and not treat her right.

Now he just had to focus on figuring out exactly what the fuck people in relationships did.