Eijirou was pretty sure he was dreaming. He opened his eyes to see his room just as he left it, a bit of autumn morning sunlight peeking into his room, past the curtains he never remembered to close.

He was comfortably warm under fluffy Crimson Riot blankets, sleepy and stupidly assuming he was alone in bed since he didn't feel Katsuki beside him. The blond always woke up early and they had a bunch of plans today so he assumed he had already gotten up.

But he should have known never to assume anything with his boyfriend at this point.

Eijirou went to stretch when he felt the weight on him. When he noticed that he was very much not alone and the warmth he felt wrapped around him was very much not the blankets or caused by waking up from a wet dream but rather his boyfriend.

Eijirou moved the sheets back, throwing all the covers off to the unoccupied side of the bed. He looked down to see Katsuki looking right back at him. Eijirou's cock buried in his mouth, drool escaping his reddened lips and Eijirou was pretty sure he was too young to die but fuck he felt like he was long gone.

"Holy fuck."

Katsuki popped off his dick for a moment, grinning up at him as if he wasn't just sucking the soul out of him.

"Happy birthday, Ei!" Katsuki leaned back in and licked over the tip of his dick the way he knew Eijirou liked and that succeeded in always getting a gasp out of him.

Eijirou was fully awake now. Katsuki was naked which was a wet dream on its own but when the blond got up from between his legs and moved on top of Eijirou that was a totally different kind of wet dream.

The type of dream the Eijirou would be cumming untouched with and wake up unable to look at the blond who always seemed to know Eijirou was thinking about him.

This, however, wasn't a dream and Katsuki really was there and moving to straddle him. Grinding his pussy down on him and fuck, this was one hell of a wake-up call.

"Thought you might like it if I gave you an extra present before the dumbasses pull you away all day," Katsuki muttered.

Eijirou ran his hands up muscular thighs. Thighs that he caught himself between more times than he could count.

He licked his lips.

Katsuki snapped his finger in front of his face. "You distracted already?"

Eijirou looked up, back to Katsuki's face. His brow raised as he looked at Eijirou amused and smirking at him and really Eijirou was too fucking happy to care that he got caught staring.

Katsuki moved forward, leaning into a kiss Eijirou met him halfway in. Katsuki's mouth opened for him, tasting a bit of himself on his tongue as he kissed him back. Eijirou was sure he would never get over how easy it was to get lost with Katsuki there.

"You're still distracted aren't you?" Katsuki asked, as if he didn't already know the effect he had on him by now.

"I mean you woke me up blowing me," Eijirou started.

He really couldn't focus when such a beautiful man was looking at him like that. Like how he was the one who somehow won the prize in a game Eijirou had no idea they were playing.

Katsuki's skin was soft, and scarred, and Eijirou could spend all day in bed with him just tracing over each old scar, most healed over to a pale white, a few still having a pinkish tint to them. Eijirou could and definitely has shown Katsuki how much he loved him, in more ways than just sex but there was something, some level of intimacy he gave so easily when it was just the two of them.

Eijirou was able to kiss over each and every scar that marked such a perfect man… So, yeah, he was a bit distracted.

"Well, what can I say I like big things in my mouth," Katsuki blurted out.

Eijirou couldn't help it, he burst out laughing. Not for a single second would Eijirou ever guess the prudish, low-key secretly not very prudish man on his lap would have said anything like that. And from the look on his face, he didn't expect it either.

Katsuki chuckled before hitting his arm.

"You did not just say that?!"

"Shut up!"

"Oh, my god, you have been spending too much time with Denki," Eijirou laughed again.

Katsuki rested his head on his shoulder and groaned.

"Eijirou," Katsuki warned.

And Eijirou fucking loved it.

"Trust me I am not complaining what you do with your mouth," Eijirou grinned at him.

Katsuki rolled his eyes but gave in, meeting his lips once more to kiss him. Melting into the comfort of Katsuki always made him feel so content. Eijirou could not get over how one person could make him feel so at home and safe the way he did but fuck if he was going to question it.

They pulled back, kissing him on the nose before talking.

"Idiot."

"Birthday idiot," Eijirou corrected him.

"Ah, much better," Katsuki chuckled. He leaned down and kissed Eijirou's neck, nothing more than a few kisses before he was leaning and muttering close to his ear.

"Wanted to wake you up bouncing on your dick," Katsuki muttered like the absolutely shameless man he was.

And Eijirou pictured it for a moment, waking up being deep in Katsuki on the verge of cumming only to wake up and fuck him like they both wanted. He moaned at the thought.

"But you were a bitch to get off of me by the time I had you on your back I thought of something else," he explained. "I swear you might as well be a zombie or some shit when you sleep."

It wasn't new, Katsuki teased him all the time about how he slept like the dead or something when he didn't have to set an alarm. Eijirou didn't know why he sleep like that, his body just passed the fuck out, and somehow he knew he didn't have to listen for the nagging sound of his alarm going off.

"And what about now?" Eijirou asked.

"I mean we do have to leave soon," Katsuki muttered, shaking his head. "The whole day without my cunt."

"Tsuki," Eijirou whined.

It always had him taken aback when Katsuki talked so freely about his pussy. How after years of dysphoria he found the right words that worked for him and that made Eijirou blush worse than the first time they kissed.

Eijirou looked up at the man still on top of him, into bright crimson eyes that only made things worse. When Katsuki was looking at him like that, like he knew he had Eijirou right where he wanted him, like he knew Eijirou was more than willing to do anything for the blond or to the blond.

Fuck he wanted—no he needed him, in any way he could get him.

While Eijirou was distracted by everything that was Bakugou Katsuki, the blond was already one step ahead of him and he failed to notice the slight shit in his hips until it was too late. Until Katsuki was sinking down onto his cock in one go.

Eijirou grabbed the sheets.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

He felt like he could cum from that alone, the blond grinning down at him as he started to move. Grinding his hips at first, he watched as Eijirou tried to focus on not hardening his hands and ripping another set of sheets.

He moaned as Katsuki lifted himself up and back down, giving Eijirou a view of how powerful his thighs were as he flexed with nearly every move.

Eijirou looked back down, seeing how he disappeared into his boyfriend had his face turning pink even if he had fucked the man on top of him countless times. He was still blushing that he was even able to be bestowed such an honor.

He looked back up to see Katsuki matching his blushing state. While the man had little shame he never failed to be equally amazed that someone like Eijirou would like him back. Growing up trans and in a household where bullying was normalized he never had friends, not until Eijirou and their idiots.

Katsuki could not believe the man who was blushing pink, much like the strawberries they got at the farmers market when they were in season, was all his. That Eijirou learning he was trans just punched his fists together telling Katsuki: 'hell yeah, dude. Knew you were manly.' and left him standing there trying to process the honest statement.

Years later Katsuki knew Eijirou never saw him as anything other than manly, he loved his angry and often hostile personality, his aggressive love languages, and he always knew when to comfort him or back off for a bit.

To have such a perfect human being to call his boyfriend, to have him moaning under him in a mess of tangled sheets that would most likely be destroyed with one of their quirks or something else.

"Oh, god, Ei!" Katsuki moaned, head thrown back as he chased the throbbing feeling between his legs.

Eijirou grabbed his hips, hands digging in as he let Katsuki pick the pace but unlimited meeting him in a few thrusts that had Katsuki thrown the fuck over the edge and cumming on his cock.

Katsuki stopped his movements, riding out a little of the aftershocks before looking at Eijirou half embarrassed he came so quickly and half because he was the first to come when the day was meant to be about Eijirou.

"Did you—"

Katsuki cut him off. "Shut up."

Eijirou only grinned at him.

Katsuki turned a bit redder by the second as he ignored how out of breath he was just from cumming. "Keep going."

Eijirou looked at him carefully before he pulled out, grabbing Katsuki by the waist and flipping them over. Their years of sparring only made it all the easier to pin the blond on his back. It wasn't all that shocking to learn just how many nights sparring turned into sex after they figured out their feelings for one another.

Eijirou held his boyfriend's hands above his head. Katsuki spread his legs, pussy still very much dripping for him as he settled over him perfectly.

"Oh come on before the idiots ruin this again. You know they suck at knockin—"

Eijirou cut him off as he pushed into him. Taking a page out of Katsuki's book by slamming into him without warning.

The blond squirmed under him, breathless, and mouth opening in a moan as Eijirou began to fuck him. Katsuki's legs wrapped around his waist and pushed him all the more deeper inside him.

Eijirou moaned as he fell forward a little, pounding into his boyfriend's perfect cunt.

"Thank you, Kats," Eijirou muttered as he leaned down and kissed his boyfriend's neck. Slowing his thrust to bite a small mark into the crook of his neck. Licking over the bruising skin.

"Ei," Katsuki whined.

"You feel so fucking good," Eijirou moaned.

Fucking into him slower, letting Katsuki feel the drag of his cock. Savering the wet sounds between them as Eijirou pulled nearly the whole way out before slamming back into the blond.

"I'm so lucky," Eijirou muttered.

He let go of his hands only to trap the blond in a bit more. Unbothered that the same hands that were so dangerous were wrapping around him, fingernails scraping down his back as he fucked his boyfriend even harder.

"Come in me," Katsuki begged, pushing him down even more with the legs wrapped around him.

Eijirou groaned, head coming down to rest on his shoulder as he tried not to totally crush Katsuki as he thrust into him a few more times before he came. Biting down on a different spot of Katsuki's neck as he came inside his boyfriend, filling him up with zero shame.

Katsuki's cunt clenched around him, milking him perfectly as Eijirou listened to the surprised gasp that escaped his boyfriend's mouth. He loved the sound Katsuki made when he came in his pussy. They were both surprised Eijirou did it raw again after not learning from one too many pregnancy scares and because Katsuki forgot what it felt like every time so most times ended with them panicking at some point.

He managed to move his hand between them, rubbing over his boyfriend's clit and finishing him off as he stayed inside him.

Eijirou licked over the mark before laying there for a moment. Katsuki drew on his side lightly with his fingers, both content with being tangled together. Eijirou half thought about calling their friends so they could meet up on a different day and just spend the rest of his birthday lazy and naked in bed with Katsuki.

He knew they would have to get up soon, their friends took birthdays very seriously so there was no way Eijirou was going to tell them why he wanted to just stay at home with his boyfriend.

The blond laughed, the kind of laugh Eijirou knew he was probably the only one to see such a blissful expression on the grumpy man's face. The moment was soft and pure for someone who was begging for a load of cum inside him minutes ago. Eijirou looked up at his boyfriend.

"You're crushing me," Katsuki complained, not really meaning it.

"And you're crushing on me, embarrassing," Eijirou scoffed.

Katsuki hit him on the back.

"Oh, come on? As if you're not my number one fan—"

Eijirou licked his boyfriend's neck to shut him up. "You can't be mean to me, I'm the birthday boy remember?"

"Your cum is in my pussy, I think I remember," Katsuki deadpanned.

Eijirou felt his face heat up. He never knew how to act once the post nut hit him and the things he either said or did caught up to him. He didn't even know how to react when Katsuki said shit like that either.

So, he pulled out of him gently and trying not to watch—and totally failed as he watched the trail of cum follow. Without thinking he pressed two fingers into him, pulling them out only to press them to Katsuki's mouth.

The blond opened his mouth eagerly happily sucking on his fingers. It was hard to believe it was the same man who wouldn't let Eijirou on the bed with his outside clothes, but eating a mix of their own cum was fine apparently.

His fingers were clean and Eijirou had a gay panic over it because, holy fuck, he was so very much gone for Katsuki. Always had been and was going to make sure he always would be. Eijirou knew he was shit at keeping secrets and that the small box hidden away in their closet wouldn't be a secret for very long.

But in moments like this, where he was relaxed, content, and loved he just wanted to blurt out to the blond how much he fucking loved him. Sometimes he was reminded just how much he was so totally in love with him.

So, naturally, the love of his life kicked him off of him.

Katsuki grinned like the little gremlin he was as he took the covers and ran out of their bedroom. Eijirou smiled and nearly tripped as he ran after him. Chasing naked Katsuki around their shared apartment.

"Fuck you!"

"You started this!" Eijirou laughed.

Katsuki stopped dead in his tracks and chased after Eijirou who bolted around the kitchen island.

"Get the fuck back here you fucking bitch!" Katsuki yelled.

"Babe, stop flirting with me," Eijirou grinned.

Eijirou almost fell as he jumped over their couch and ran back to the kitchen. Katsuki right behind him kept pace perfectly like he always did.

"Fuck off!"

"Just did or don't you feel it slipping out of you still—I could fix that," Eijirou stopped.

Katsuki was right on the other side of the island. His blond hair was a mess and even with the blanket, Eijirou appeared just how very much naked he was.

Fuck.

Eijirou wondered briefly if he could get a birthday pass to fuck him in the kitchen? Katsuki only let him once but complained it was unhygienic and too much work to clean up.

"I will kill you," Katsuki flirted.

"No you won't," Eijirou grinned.

The comforter wrapped loosely around him.

"But at least I'd have a good view," Eijirou looked him up and down. Loving the way Katsuki had to shift the way he was standing, clearly having to close his thighs at how shameless Eijirou looked at him.

"Come on, Tsuki," Eijirou laughed.

Katsuki walked over to him, dropping the comforter at their feet.

"Let me fuck you again," Eijirou whined. His hands were on Katsuki's waist, a leg pressing between his thighs. Eijirou could get them both to cum like that. Katsuki's breath stilled as Eijirou got totally lost in his boyfriend's eyes.

Katsuki took that moment to push back from him and start running again. Making it out of the kitchen and to the hallway before Eijirou was able to catch him.

The blond knew what would happen if he caught him. He grabbed the comforter and ran after him.

Eijirou didn't hear anything but the curses from Katsuki and his own breathing, little did they know the time was getting late, and then Mina, Denki, Hanta, and Jirou picked that time to use the emergency key.

The front door swung open, and Eijirou paused in clear view running out of the kitchen to quickly cover his front before remembering the comforter. Katsuki was behind him and rushed over to grab said comforter as well.

Eijirou quickly pulled Katsuki in, wrapping the comforter around them both.

The apartment was silent.

It wasn't like they didn't joke about him and Katsuki all the time, however, little did they know the jokes were less jokes and more of a reality Eijirou and him kept to themselves.

By the time they were ready to come out, they were graduating and then just kind of forgot as their jobs took over. Moving in with each other was nothing shocking, their friends knew the two of them shared a room sometime by the end of the third year.

Eijirou opened his mouth, then closed it because really what was he going to say? 'Oh Katsuki and I were running around the apartment naked and I was just about to fuck him again because our birthdays usually consisted of great sex and comfort food.' Katsuki would kill him.

Denki spoke first.

"I owe Mina so much money," Denki commented.

Eijirou looked over to Mina, Katsuki looking at the pink-haired woman as well.

"What the fuck?" Katsuki muttered.

"Oh, come on Kiri undresses you with his eyes every time you spar,' Mina said just as casually as she would talk about the weather.

Eijirou blushed.

"And Bakubabe, you have made Kiri lunch every day since second year. Even when you two were fighting," she rolled her eyes at them.

Eijirou grabbed his boyfriend by the waist before he blasted anyone.

Mina put her hands on her hips. "Go shower and be ready in ten for brunch. Oh and happy birthday Kiri. And Bakugou, thank you for making me a richer woman!"

She grinned at Denki.

Eijirou looked at Katsuki and just shrugged. Their friends seemed to take the news well and while he knew they would never let them live to be naked and using a comforter as an outfit everything would be fine.

Katsuki hid in the comforter a little more as they made their way down the hall and back into their room and right to the bathroom. Doing as Mina told them. Katsuki would not put it past her to barge into the bathroom and drag them out if it took them too long.

Dropping the comforter as soon as the door was shut.

"Do not leave me alone with them or I will shove that damn key you gave them up—"

Eijirou cut him off, kissing him as he wrapped his arms around the blond. Pressing Katsuki into the back of the bathroom door unbothered.

"Marry me?" Eijirou grinned at him.

Katsuki stared at him confused by being walked in on, kissed, and then proposed to all in a matter of minutes. He grabbed for Eijirou and dragged him in for a kiss, if they were late so fucking be it.

"So that's a yes right?"

"Obviously, why would I kiss you if I were going to say no—"

Katsuki was cut off as Eijirou dragged him into the shower with him. After all, Eijirou was the birthday boy and Katsuki was happy to give him anything he fucking wanted knowing his future husband would enthusiastically return the favor in April.

THE END