"Dynamight," the greenette greeted him coolly and stood up without turning around.
The blond singer raised an eyebrow mockingly. "What? Are you still pouting because I landed on 1 and you didn't?" He stepped inside, closed the door, and turned the key in the lock, which locked with a soft clack.
Izuku looked at him through the large vanity mirror. "Pffft! Like I'm going to pout about that. Your song only got higher because of your video. Is it even allowed to air before 10pm? It's turned into half a porno."
Katsuki came closer. His fiery red gaze fixed on him as if Izuku was prey and the blond was the hunter. "Now you almost sound like you're jealous."
"Jealous?!" echoed Deku. "Dream on! Just because you're rubbing your six-pack in half the world's face and letting four chicks feel you up at the same time?"
In reply, Katsuki grinned. "Really, there were four? If I'm honest, I didn't even count them, I just delivered my performance." He leaned forward and whispered into Izuku's ear from behind, "I didn't even get a boner, though those chicks really tried."
The deep voice made him shiver and he got goosebumps. "Hard to imagine, considering you guys almost did it on camera."
"Do you have another fan meeting coming up?" asked Katsuki once he was close behind him.
"Mhm, but not for another half hour. Your gig?"
"In fifteen minutes." The blond rubbed his crotch against his butt.
Izuku bit his lower lip as soon as he felt the other man's hardness. He pushed himself toward him. All the while, he didn't take his eyes off Katsuki through the mirror.
"See? I only get hard with you, baby."
The singer was still not convinced. "As if!"
Katsuki ran a hand down his back until it stopped at the back of the greenette's neck. From behind, he rubbed his thumb across his jawline. Izuku did his best to appear unimpressed, but that was easier said than done. Without notice, Katsuki turned him to face him, forcing Izuku to look directly at him. "I'm serious," he said without any mockery.
The greenette swallowed hard and lowered his eyes to his counterpart's lips. He didn't want to be as impressed by the words as he actually was, so to cover it up he said, "Shut up and kiss me."
The punk didn't need to be told twice and pressed their lips together. The kiss was passionate and hard. They had no time to slowly approach each other. Katsuki clasped his butt, whereupon Izuku moaned into the kiss. The blonde took the chance and pushed his tongue into his mouth. A hot battle for dominance began, which Izuku willingly gave up after a short time.
It got heated between them and his own pants got tight. Katsuki noticed it and playfully bit his lower lip. The greenette hissed and pulled back. "There you go. That's how I like you." He leaned forward and grabbed between Izuku's legs at the same time. As he did so, he whispered, "You want me to take care of it, baby?"
The singer placed his hands on the broad chest in front of him and pushed. That his efforts made little impression on the other man bothered him as much as it excited him. "Is that what you whispered in the ears of the chicks in your video, too?"
Katsuki clasped his chin and bent his face to look at him. With his thumb he stroked Izuku's full lips. "No," he replied plainly. "Come on, nerd. Use that pretty mouth of yours for something other than pouting."
"I'm not pouting at all!" The singer looked to the side, embarrassed.
"Prove it," Katsuki merely replied with a grin and took a step back.
Izuku's eagerness was aroused. The punk knew exactly which buttons to push on him and he usually let it happen without resistance. So also this time. They lacked the time for more banter today.
Slowly and without breaking eye contact, he sank to his knees in front of the blond. Now he was on a level with the bulge in Katsuki's pants. With a firm tug, he undid the buckle of the studded belt and unbuttoned the leather pants. Then he reached into the waistband of the pants and pulled them down along with the black boxers. The erection literally jumped into his face.
The red eyes followed his every move. Izuku opened his mouth and licked once along Katsuki's shaft before taking its tip into his mouth. He relaxed his jaw and pushed his head further forward until he felt the length of his lover in the back of his throat.
A hand slid into his green curls and gripped tightly. "Fuck ... I missed that."
Izuku growled in confirmation and increased the pace. The punk's dick jerked forward, but he wasn't bothered by that. He didn't have to sing anymore today, so it was okay. Katsuki hissed and moaned. His own arousal grew more urgent, and Izuku rubbed his thighs together.
The grip in his hair tightened painfully and the singer paused. Katsuki pulled back. "Stop it. I still want to be able to fuck you, and we don't have time for two rounds." He reached out and helped him up. After a quick kiss on the lips, he grabbed Izuku's waist and turned him around.
The greenette held onto the tabletop to keep from losing his balance. Already he felt soft lips on his neck, caressing him. "Did you bring anything?"
"Ever since I found out at the Music Awards that saliva is a shitty lube, you almost dry humped me, and I could barely sit down for the rest of the event after that, always." Izuku pulled his bag close and dug out the small tube of lube and a condom.
"Slut," Katsuki said with a grin.
The greenette snorted. "Just well prepared and not up for a sore ass. Really uncomfortable for someone whose job it is to play guitar sitting down."
Quickly, the punk took both from him. "I wonder what all the little girls would say if they heard their innocent idol talking like that? Can you hear their hearts breaking already?"
"If you don't hurry up, I'll break something." Izuku rolled his eyes.
"There, I thought I had taken care of that sassy mouth, but it looks like it wasn't enough."
Before Izuku could have responded, the blond's large hand slapped his butt. He groaned - half out of pain and half out of pleasure. Katsuki tampered with his belt and pulled down Izuku's tight jeans including boxers with a jerk, so that the clothes hung in the back of his knees.
Cool air brushed over his bare skin and made him shiver. Katsuki's hand slapped his skin another time. "Ahh~"
The blond bent down to his ear. "Keep it down a bit, baby, or do you want someone to hear us?"
"Whose fault would that be?" Smack! "Fuck~"
Instead of spanking him any longer, Katsuki kneaded his butt. Izuku relaxed and leaned into the soothing touch. The blond interrupted the caress and wet the fingers of his right hand with lube. The left continued to knead as he slid the first finger inside the greenette.
Izuku hissed. It had been over two weeks since the two of them had been able to meet. Each had been too busy with the new release.
"Relax, baby," Katsuki grumbled, spreading kisses on his neck. He was careful not to leave any marks in visible places.
The greenette breathed deeply and a little later the uncomfortable feeling gave way to a pleasant one. Katsuki noticed it and added a second finger. "Ah! Kacchan~"
"That's it baby, ease up so we can start having some real fun right away." The fingers pushed deeper and hit just the right spot.
Izuku bit his lip and stifled a moan. Katsuki, meanwhile, widened him with a third finger. The greenette pressed against him. He wanted more.
The punk withdrew his fingers and Izuku felt empty. Before he could have complained about it, Katsuki had already slipped on the condom and got into position behind him. With a powerful movement of his hips he penetrated his partner. Izuku arched his back and groaned.
Katsuki gave him a moment to adjust. "Can I move, baby?"
Their eyes met through the mirror. Izuku nodded. He didn't miss the lustful glint in the other man's ruby gaze. He pulled out of him almost completely and thrust back into him right after. Katsuki fucked him with slow deep thrusts. Each time he thrust into the spot that made the greenette see stars.
It felt good, but it was still not enough. "Faster, Kacchan~"
Katsuki ran his hand over his back, then up his chest to his neck. With gentle pressure, he straightened Izuku up. In this position, they could see into each other's faces, even though the blond was fucking him from behind. "Don't be so impatient, my wild thing."
He kept his rhythm and didn't even seem to think about speeding things up. Katsuki clasped his chin, maintaining eye contact.
"I'd love to show the world your lewd face. Are you sure you don't want to make a home video with me that will accidentally get leaked? Or we could start an Only Fans channel. Then everyone could see how horny it makes you when you have my cock up to the hilt in your sweet ass." Another firm thrust and then a short pause.
Izuku growled. He was losing patience. He wanted to finish before his partner had to go to his gig, or he wouldn't have his head clear at his own meet and greet. "Stop playing and fuck me properly already!"
"But, baby, then you won't be able to sit at your fan meeting," Katsuki reasoned aloud. "On the other hand, I'd like it if you thought about me the whole time you were doing it, because you'd still be feeling how I just fucked you." With those words, he thrust firmly into the greenette, making him moan.
"Then stop talking already and put your words into action."
Katsuki grinned dirtily. "Have it your way, but don't complain to me afterwards." The hand that had been gripping his neck slid across his body, pinching his nipple briefly on the way down, grazing his stiff cock, and finally grabbing the other side of his hip.
At last he proceeded to fuck Izuku fast and hard. The greenette lowered his head and complied with Katsuki's movements. So he barely got to see the blond take a hand off his hip, burrow it into his wild curls, and pull hard on his hair.
Izuku groaned and went along with the movement to reduce the pull on his scalp. "I want you to watch," Katsuki growled at his ear and brought the hand back to his hip.
Izuku kept his head up and his gaze locked with the blond's red eyes. Katsuki took him hard and it was nearly impossible for the greenette to suppress a moan.
"That's it," the punk praised. "Watch me fuck the little musical genius out of his mind until he forgets his own name."
Said genius's eyes watered. He was on the verge of release and couldn't wait to cum. Heat clenched in his abdomen and Izuku felt himself standing on the cliff. "Kat~ I ... I'm about to cum~"
The blonde smirked smugly and thrust into him even harder. "Come for me then, baby."
Just a few more hard thrusts and Izuku's eyes rolled back. His orgasm discharged across the dressing table to the large mirror. Katsuki fucked him through the waves of his climax. The greenette was on the verge of overstimulation when his partner's thrusts became jerkier and more erratic. Katsuki thrust into him hard a few more times and spilled into the condom.
They both gasped for breath. He pressed a gentle kiss to the side of Izuku's neck. "Fuck, baby, that was hot."
The greenette grinned blissfully. Sex with the blond was an experience every time.Katsuki pulled out of him and reached for the box of cosmetic wipes. Then he cleaned Izuku's butt of the lube and slipped off the full condom. After expertly knotting it, he wrapped it in more tissues and tossed it into the trash can under the dressing table.
They pulled up their pants and smoothed their clothes.
"What time is it?" asked Izuku.
Katsuki glanced at his watch. "I have to be on stage in two minutes." He leaned over and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before pulling away from Izuku.
The latter ran his fingers through his green hair, trying to get it back into shape so he didn't look like he'd just been fucked.
Katsuki turned around again halfway through. "It's a good thing your hair always looks like you just got up. Otherwise someone else would notice."
"Kiss my ass, Kat."
The punk laughed out. "Next time, when we have more time ... Oh, before I forget: I like your song, nerd."
The greenette snorted. "I sure as hell hope so."
Katsuki paused. "What? Have you been waiting for my praise all this time? Do you need it that badly?"
He rolled his eyes. "No, not that. Would just be a shitty feeling if your own muse thought the work he inspired you to do sucked."
The punk's cool facade crumbled. "Are you telling me you wrote me a love song?"
"You're telling me you haven't? Or is there some other wild thing you regularly have in bed that's tamed you that maybe you should tell your boyfriend about?"
Katsuki blushed and avoided his gaze. Inside, the tough punk was just another softie in love.
"Good luck with your performance." Izuku didn't elaborate, smiling innocently to himself and tugging a curl.
Katsuki shook his head with a smirk and headed for the door. "Thanks, baby, don't let those little girls plant kisses on you again at your meeting." The blonde glanced through the crack in the door and disappeared from Izuku's dressing room as soon as the coast was clear.
In this business, it was all about image. Deku, the cute teen heart-throb waiting for the one right girl, and Dynamight, the cool ladies' man and heartbreaker that no one could hold for more than one night.
No one would think that these two absolutely opposite singers had been in a secret relationship for over six months now.
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Yes ... actually, that's it. Hmm ...
Now who feels like writing an idol AU? Me.
Who has plotted their entire getting to know each other as well as an estimated first 5 chapters in their head?
Also me!
Oh well, we'll see what comes of it. Would you guys be up for this story?