Hey, guys! GOTA, here with another OOC Fem!Katsuki x OOC Izuku love story. I haven't decided rather or not to turn this into a series but there isn't enough story featuring Fem!Katsuki and Izuku! Here is another "P.S., I Still Love You, You Baka!"
Amazing how the same person can talk to me like trash….
"Don't be too rough on me, you baka." It was underneath the staircase in the basement of UA High School whenever she wanted another one of those encounters. No matter what time of day or what kind of mood the blonde was in, she wanted her stress reliever.
"I am serious, you baka. If you hurt me, then I will fucking hurt you!"
Izuku found it funny how Katsuki positioned herself against the wall. Her arms were spread like eagles. Her fingers were spread as she held onto the staircase. Katsuki didn't hesitate upon grabbing Izuku by the collar during lunch break and took him to the basement. In no time, she pulled down her pants and her underwear. She didn't hesitate. It was like all of the anger and frustration went away whenever she and Izuku were alone.
Izuku was prepared this time. He reached for the condoms that he took from his father's golf club in the closet. His father was out of town for the time being. Plus, for Izuku, it was ribbed for his pleasure. He was careful to slide the condom without making a noise. Katsuki didn't want him to be messy this time. He knew that Eijiro and Tenya had basement duty after school. No leaks, no traces, no scent. Nothing to deter that there weren't two childhood 'frenemies' who were externalizing their 'hatred' for each other.
"You are taking too damn long, baka. We don't have all day." Izuku knew when she incorporated 'we' into the factor, she was tensed. By tensed, she was eager to be tamed. That was the best way to remind himself that she was human. The long years of harassing the very childhood acquaintance were nothing more than pent-up stress and denying the love that she had for the emerald-haired cinnamon roll.
Izuku put the condom wrapper into his pocket. He got himself hard as he saw Katsuki's heart-shaped ass into full view. The many days at school and the many nights after school when Izuku had sex with Katsuki was honestly bewilderingly exciting.
Mostly, Katsuki always took Izuku's cock to demonstrate control. If not always. Interesting that it was Katsuki that had the bigger girth than Izuku. Metaphorically, of course, he thought in silent laughter. If the term was correct, a power bottom? He deferred his thoughts for the time being. Katsuki's anxiety was alert as he heard the snorts exiting out of her nose like a stubborn pig.
Be as it may, Izuku was hot-to-trot as he slowly spread Katsuki's legs with his foot.
"Izuku!" She said his name whenever she knew it was close. It was like a briefing of begging and mercy before feeling the force of Izuku's cock up her pussy.
Katsuki was feeling moist. Her pussy ached for Izuku's dick. She knew that Izuku's dick was pointing north as a cardinal rose. He could never resist her supple ass. Katsuki licked her lips as he felt Izuku's dick grinding against his ass.
"Now, Izuku! Put your dick inside of me." If this was the moment tears would escape from her fiery eyes, this will be the best time. "Now," she cried.
Izuku punctured his dick into Katsuki's narrow valley. Katsuki took sharp breaths. Although familiar to the feeling. She had always felt like a brand new virgin thanks to Izuku's enormous girth. She had hoped to God that she wouldn't bleed this time. She needed to be careful this time. Even when they explore anal, her cavity was too tight from Izuku's dick that she shed blood. She wouldn't know how many times she can explain to her mother that was either ketchup, red ink, or spaghetti stains on the sheets when Izuku would come over and make love.
"Damn it, you are tight," said Izuku as he proceeded to thrust. Katsuki tilted forward as she kept moving to the groove of Izuku's swollen cock.
Izuku was excited, if not in a rage.
This hate, this pain Katsuki was feeling. Knowing that it was her baka, Deku, who was internalizing his pain and at the same time, externalizing his pleasure.
Izuku felt the folds wrapping around Katsuki's swollen pussy. Out of nowhere, he slapped her ass, gripping it firmly. It felt similar to a pussy. When it came to Izuku, Katsuki knew of his relationship with Ochako. It hurts her to know that this won't be the only pussy Izuku would be diving in after this.
Katsuki admitted to Izuku that she identified as bisexual. Izuku wasn't fretted, stating that it would take a military to tame the blonde. Of course, it always landed Izuku with a slap to the face and the temporary silent treatment.
Katsuki didn't want anyone else.
Be if it was another boy or another girl.
With Katsuki, if there was invented sexuality, then her orientation would only be Dekusexual.
She grunted, giving hints to Izuku to hold onto her hips. Izuku followed her cue as he wrapped his hands all over Katsuki's body. Katsuki wanted to be touched. She wanted him. Why could she be like this in the open? Such a coward, Katsuki thought. What does Uraraka have that I don't have?
It didn't matter as she felt her pussy leaking clear fluid. Wanting to feel good, she grabbed her bean as she felt his tiny clit tingling with such an overwhelming sensation. "God, Deku! Make it rougher. Make me hate it! Make me have reasons to want to get back at you, you damned baka!"
The emerald-haired cinnamon roll found Katsuki cute when she tried to be serious. Thoughts scattered in his mind on the things he wanted to do the blonde. Candles, vice grips, double penetration. Cosplaying was his particular favorite, mostly because of his preference for nerdom. Seeing Katsuki in a skimpy skirt as Shimakaze or Moka from Rosario Vampire aroused the teen. He had even hoped to see Katsuki dying her hair red and portray as Misty from Pokemon. Possibly a vibrator in her tight little ass, clinging on to him as they go on dates. His own personal Misty.
Sometimes, he wondered if he was actually the prisoner or the master. He couldn't tell and neither did Katsuki.
Izuku pounded faster. Izuku knew with the time of the essence, he needed to escalate fast. Katsuki covered her mouth with her hand to negate the moods. Wanting Katsuki to achieve climax, she used her free hand to play with her clit.
"Izuku," cried Katsuki as she used her free hand to knead her nipples. "Drive me crazy, you idiot! You idiot! Drown me, Izuku! Drown me!" Katsuki wanted the feeling of Izuku's lively actively babies inside of him. It was a shame that the shield on his cock blockaded it, inhibiting that chance.
Oh, the thought of pregnancy came into her troubled, feeble mind.
"Izuku, Izuku," cried Katsuki as she let go of the stair. Izuku supported her as he lifted her up. Using her legs, Katsuki had support on the understair. Izuku grunted as he knew he was close. Katsuki used her hands to wrap around Izuku's neck.
"When we cum, we will kiss, baka! And that's an order!" Katsuki hated if either of them climaxes before the other. Katsuki saw the beady fluid leaking. Her pussy juices were flowing like an overflowed leaky pipe, shedding its tears of anticipation.
"Here I go," cried Izuku as the thrusts were getting faster. His hips were slapping Katsuki's ass as he was ready to deposit his sperm. "I am cumming, Kacchan! Here I cum!"
"I am cumming, baby! Cum now!" Katsuki's final cry as the duo wrapped their lips around each other. Katsuki covered her pussy to shield the ejaculate from spurting anywhere. Izuku climaxed quietly as the duo continued to kiss. Izuku had enough balance to drop to his knees without harming Katsuki. Both were panting as their orgasms continued until it was ceased.
Katsuki was the first to stand up. Immediately, she turned to Izuku and pulled off his condom. Without fail, she sucked out the seeds that rightfully belonged to the red-eyed blonde. She wanted its warmth, to know that a piece of Izuku was inside of her.
She savored the seed, swishing it around her mouth. The seeds that belonged to her.
Her eyes were locked on him the moment she swallowed it.
She allowed herself to settle as she wanted to be sure that his seeds were going to her stomach.
Once again, if Katsuki could get pregnant.
Izuku sat up as he pulled on his uniform. They had enough time to spare before class.
"Hey, Bakugo! That was-"
Katsuki punched Izuku in the shoulder. Then, kicked him on his shin. "Stupid baka! Your semen got onto my collar."
"I'm sorry!"
"God, you are such a clueless klutz," she exclaimed before slapping him on his back.
Izuku didn't fuss. He inserted his thumb into his mouth. He used the wet finger to clean off any semen. Izuku didn't hesitate to place it back into his mouth.
"God, you are nasty," said Katsuki. She put on her uniform and headed out first. "And don't bother me again, or else!"
She straightened out her skirt and headed upstairs.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid baka! Shit for brains!"
Izuku put back on his shoes. He couldn't get mad at her. Katsuki still couldn't open up to her feelings. He reached into his cell phone. He saw that he had a small nightcap with Ochako this evening. Then, he received another text.
It was from Katsuki.
After you spend the evening doing your thing with that slut, come and see me. I want to watch a movie.
Izuku shook his head as he took the other way to head back to the classroom, didn't want to create any raucous at this time.
Amazing how the same person can talk to me like trash….
...is the same person who always needs my support.
And besides, that wasn't semen. That was the glazed cinnamon roll Katsuki swiped from him during lunch.
The End...for now!