Eijirou was a horrible person for even considering the thought.

He knew it was unmanly.

But fuck if the thought didn't show up anyway. It did nothing to help him ignore the fact that Katsuki was next to him. His boxers lose and ridden up his thighs, thighs Eijirou fucking drooled at every fucking time his boyfriend wore those boxers.

Eijirou didn't think he would ever get over them.

Most of his covers kicked off of him as usual. Katsuki was not the most graceful dude when it came to sleeping. He kicked, he thrashed around, took up most of the space, and often talked in his sleep. Cursing someone out even in his dreams.

Though this time the blond seemed sound asleep. It was Eijirou who was dealing with whatever the fuck he was dealing with.

Eijirou had no idea what kind of dream he woke up from but waking up with a boner before his alarm was not ideal. There was no way he was getting back to sleep without taking care of it, he fucking knew that much.

However, the problem was that his boyfriend/roommate was pressed up on his torso, arm draped over him, leg between Eijirou's, and his chest being used as a pillow. Katsuki drooling on him as soft snores escaped his mouth.

He was so adorable when he was sleeping like that too, but Eijirou knew he was at least a little bit biased.

They got used to sharing a small bed for the last year now, finally together and not walking on eggshells about asking to sleep in the other bed. They both slept better when they were together.

And so when they moved for their last year at college, requesting to room with one another like they did since randomly being paired together freshman year, they put their beds together and added a mattress topper for Katsuki—who usually slept in the middle of the bed—and it made it more comfortable.

It took a little getting used to the extra space in their dorm but they got used to it. Sleeping nearby on top of one another was something they were used to, so most mornings they would wake up tangled between the sheets together.

But now Eijirou was really questioning it.

He needed to get up.

His dick was painfully hard and the thought that all he had to do to fix his problem was to shift in bed, move Katsuki's boxers over, tug his own down, and sink into his boyfriend's cunt. So warm and tight wrapped around him, milking him for his load.

Eijirou blinked.

Yep, he needed to get the fuck up.

Even if Katsuki was his boyfriend, consent was not something he could give while sleeping and most likely yelling at some old lady about buying the last yam… again.

Eijirou took a deep breath.

Consent was manly, he knew that. He just needed to get the fuck out of bed so he could fucking deal with his boner and not imagine how good it felt to fuck his boyfriend.

He slowly tried to untangle himself from his boyfriend. The blond would never admit to being as clingy as he always was. Going from Eijirou having to beg to hug him because the redhead was constantly touch starved since moving away from his moms' to Katsuki holding his hand to class, draping his legs over Eijirou's lap when they were watching a movie, demanding cuddles after a shitty day.

It all got worse when they started dating.

Eijirou liked it any other time, any other time he didn't have to get up and sneak off to the bathroom. Trying not to move the blond in fear of waking him up.

He had managed to move his legs but Katsuki refused to let go of him.

"Stop fucking moving!"

Eijirou stared back. "Kats I—uh need to go to the bathroom."

Katsuki didn't seem to care, if anything he nuzzled even closer and Eijirou was going to lose it.

"Why to jerk off, fucking idiot," Katsuki grumbled into his chest.

Eijirou knew he was joking but fuck's sake even in his sleepy state he managed to fucking get the answer right.

"Shut up. As if you never woke up from a wet dream," Eijirou muttered.

Katsuki hummed.

But Eijirou didn't know if that was an agreement or if he was just too sleepy to actually answer him. Eijirou took another breath he wouldn't even be gone long, he knew as soon as he touched his dick he was going to fucking cum at this point.

"Come on Kats, you can cuddle me when I get back," Eijirou tried.

Katsuki groaned, annoyed at being woken up. "Just fuck me and shut the fuck up about it already."

Eijirou stopped trying to pry his arm off of him. "What?"

"Oh my god," Katsuki groaned.

Rolling off him and to the spot beside him.

"There go to the bathroom and jerk off," Katsuki muttered as he tugged off his boxers. Before turning onto his stomach and getting comfortable again. "Or fuck me, your choice."

Eijirou stared too long.

Katsuki didn't just tell him to—

Holy shit.

This had to be a joke.

Denki would lose so much money if he knew any of this—which Eijirou wasn't going to tell him without Katsuki's okay. He would never share anything personal like that without his permission—but Denki, Mina, and Sero were all open about their sex lives, Eijirou knew way too many of their kinks and was even asked once to film a video for one of them so it got all the angles instead of a tripod.

He declined, but still.

If any of them knew Katsuki was giving him the okay to use him, to fuck him while he was sleeping.

Holy shit.

Eijirou looked over at Katsuki asleep again.

He debated it.

Katsuki never said anything he didn't mean but he was sleepy maybe he muttered it on accident—and then accidentally took off his boxers?

Eijirou was so going to Hell.

He sat up in bed, turning to face Katsuki as he did his best not to wake the blond who was snoring again. Eijirou trailed his hand down plump ass cheeks and down to the backs of his muscular thighs, spread slightly like they always were when he slept, as if he were trying to take up all of the room.

Eijirou trailed down farther until he was slipping a finger between his boyfriend's folds, wet and slick as always.

Eijirou moaned. He could fucking imagine the feeling of his dick buried in his boyfriend's pussy. He fucking loved the feeling of sinking into his cunt, getting to fuck him in any way the blond wanted.

Fuck.

He slipped two fingers in, stretching him a little more but fuck if he wasn't too impatient to do anything more. He needed his dick in him, he needed to fuck him. He scissored his fingers before he pulled them back out.

He moved slowly, situating himself over Katsuki without moving the bed too much or falling on top of the blond as he lined up. He somehow managed not to wake the blond again. He was still passed out on the bed, sleepily grumbling.

Eijirou was going to Hell for this.

It felt wrong.

Even with Katsuki giving him permission, Eijirou hesitated for a moment. He was desperate and while he could go to the bathroom and jerk off there was no fucking chance he was going to do that when his dick was this hard, leaking a bit of pre-cum, and not when Katsuki's perfect little cunt was right there.

He needed that pussy.

He knew it would be wet for him, he imagined how tight it always was wrapped around his dick. Eijirou pressed forward, the head of his cock pressing into the glorious heat.

Fuck.

He couldn't help it.

He thrust the rest of the way in without thought. He didn't even know when he started moving all he could think was how fucking good it felt. Being able to hear the wet sounds with each moment, letting his horny thoughts take over as he pulled out only to slam right back inside his boyfriend no longer caring if he woke the blond.

"Oh god Katsuki, you feel so good," he whispered.

He braced himself on the bed making sure not to put too much weight onto the blond as he used his pussy for his own pleasure. Eijirou thrust into him harshly, too caught up on getting to finally cum to focus on anything else around him.

Katsuki was a wet dream on his own, but being able to fuck him felt like heaven. Eijirou picked up his pace, the sound of skin on skin would most likely get them some judgmental stares from their neighbors tomorrow but Eijirou didn't really give a shit—and god he fucking couldn't believe he almost gave up the honor of fucking his boyfriend.

He felt too good to care about much else, he gripped onto the sheet on either side of Katsuki, caging the blond in as he fucked him into the mattress.

Oblivious to the moans from the man below him who woke up to Eijirou thrusting into him deep and in time to feel the redhead fuck into him roughly. Katsuki moaned into the pillow as he felt himself tip over the edge.

"Oh, fuck, Katsuki—" Eijirou moaned.

Katsuki felt him press into one last time, thrusting deep into his cunt, coming seconds later inside. Katsuki melted into his boyfriend's touch, clenching around him and milking his dick for every drop.

Eijirou pulled out slowly and all too gently for the way he had just pounded his boyfriend into the mattress seconds ago. He collapsed down beside the blond and relaxed into the bed. That was just what he needed to go back to sleep he closed his eyes and nuzzled into his pillow.

Katsuki on the other hand was not expecting any of that.

He just thought the idiot would jerk off in bed and he would have to soak the sheets or maybe he would wake up to cum drying on him—but he was not expecting to be fucked so fucking good while he was half asleep.

He knew he egged Eijirou on with it. Sure, but he really thought he was tired enough to sleep through whatever the redhead did. He trusted Eijirou so he really didn't mind. But fuck. He was wide the fuck awake now.

Sated and well fucked but there was cum leaking out of him and onto the sheets. And now that he was awake he really didn't want to spend his morning soaking cum stains out of another set of sheets because his boyfriend never thought to put something down… and because Katsuki being the cum slut he was and him demanding to be filled up every time made for the box of condoms in their nightstand useless.

Either way, Katsuki moved to sit up. "Shitty Hair if you don't clean this up I swear to fuck—"

"Right." Eijirou scrambled out of bed, falling to the ground before rushing to the bathroom connected to their dorm room. He came back in record time with a warm washcloth.

Katsuki laid back down and spread his legs, not having any shame about it as Eijirou cleaned him up, pressing two fingers in him to make sure he got everything he could until they showered in the morning.

For right now Katsuki was good.

Eijirou put the washcloth in their hamper before laying back down. And really Katsuki should have been embarrassed with how quickly he moved closer to his boyfriend but he wasn't. He clung to the himbo as he settled back into bed.

"I am so riding you to wake you up," Katsuki yawned.

Eijirou's eyes widened, the blond's eyes closed and nearly sleeping again.

He wasn't serious, was he?!

Katsuki never said something he didn't mean.

Holy shit.

THE END