Something Great

by Too Young to Feel This Tired

When Katsuki and Tsuyu are mistaken as a couple, the two come to a mutually beneficial agreement to carry on with the deception

10. Chapter Ten: Katsuki and Tsu's POV

Chapter Ten: Katsuki and Tsu's POV

'Bakugou-san, may I have a word. It's…crucial that we speak.'

The ash-blond Number One Hero opened his eyes and looked to the side. The light from the hallway blinded him for a moment. He didn't realize he had momentarily caught some micro-sleep. When he crossed his arms and leaned against the wall behind him, he only intended to rest his red eyes for a brief moment while waiting.

'Yeah?' he asked but turned to look away. His eyes were slightly irritated from the lights not to mention he didn't really want to talk. He so didn't want to talk it couldn't even be fucking voiced how much Bakugou Katsuki did not want to talk. Especially not with the older man in front of him. Fucking especially not with his publicist.

The older man nodded, and Katsuki caught the moment with his peripheral vision, 'It's…important.'

The ash-blond uncrossed his arms and clenched his hands into fists against his ruined hero suit pants. He really really did not want to talk to the guy. Not now at least. Tomorrow, in two days, in a fucking week. Just not right now.

'Can't it wait? We just got back,' he tried to reason hoping he would somehow catch a break.

It wasn't a lie. He and Tsuyu managed to wrap up their joint rescue less than an hour ago. A group of villains took over several streets around a power plant leaving the city falling in and out of dark. It was all hands on deck, and although they came out victorious, the rescues and cleanup took hours. He wouldn't have stuck around for them usually. His quirk wasn't exactly ideal for such work, but if the sea-green-haired heroine was staying, he wasn't fucking going anywhere.

Afterward, he dragged her ass to his agency so his doctor could take a look at her. Unlike him, she wasn't one to complain or deny her injuries, and given that she was such a fucking good patient and waited for him around, he had no choice, but to get himself checked too. It helped with the soreness and pain at least. He wasn't about to be ungrateful about that.

Still, the mental load of the rescue not to fucking mention…just moments before they were called, he was ready and loaded to fuck Tsuyu on his kitchen table…

He was barely holding back from not blowing up his phone after the call came and interrupted them. He was so fucking hard and turned on that he cursed Deku and all his fucking ancestors for making him Number One and irreplaceable in such a time of need. If nothing else, he definitely did not fucking hold back when he was taking care of those villains. He probably earned some bad points for that with the public and press since he went so fucking brutal on their asses, but he couldn't find it in his soul to care.

'I could have been balls deep inside Tsuyu by now if it wasn't for these fucking losers,' was all Katsuki thought as he blew them up. The worst part was that they didn't even bring much of a fight. They just got too close for comfort to take over the power plant.

Lucky bitches.

Now, however, Katsuki was over their sorry extra asses, and everything else work-related. Including his publicist and whatever the fuck he had to say. He was waiting for Tsuyu outside the hallway so she could finish her shower, and he could get one and get the fuck out of there. He wanted to go home. He wanted to go to their apartment. He was carefully listening when the doctor spoke to the sea-green-haired heroine and even asked her a few times if she was alright all with purely ulterior motives of jumping her ass the moment his safety door closed. He didn't fucking care if Satan himself was planning to take over the world, he was not leaving their apartment, and neither was Tsuyu until he fucked her in every fucking room twice. Despite the hours he spent on the rescue, Katsuki simply refused to get interrupted again. Not when he was there between her legs kissing her chest and touching her soft skin only to be ripped from all of it in the next moment because of some pathetic weak-ass villains. Not when he fucking knew she wanted him just as passionately and desperately as he had her for fucking weeks. Not when simply looking at her without being able to touch her in some way was starting to feel physically painful.

Fuck, I'm not doing this right now, he thought to himself and turned to his publicist, 'Look, it's been a long night. I'm not fucking in the mood for any bullshit about my image today. We can talk tomorrow-'

-Night. Maybe by then, Katsuki would fuck Tsuyu enough times to calm down for a bit and be able to function.

The publicist looked as nervous as he always did not for the first or last time reminding the ash-blond he looked pathetically too much like his always emotional and crybaby father. Unfortunately for the pro-hero, it worked.

He let out an annoyed deep breath not shy about showing his frustration and turned slightly to look at the man, 'Fine. Spill it out already before Tsuyu finishes with her shower.'

The man's eyes widened in surprise before he lowered his gaze to the ground looking properly apologetic, 'B-bakugou-san, I…I owe you an apology.'

Katsuki's frown deepened, but he bit his tongue not to say anything and let the man speak.

'I'm not sure if you remember. It's not particularly important in our work relationship. But do you recall the type of quirk I have?'

He blinked losing some of his annoyance to think. He wasn't as clueless about the extras as he liked people to think. He actually spent quite some time analyzing a person to get to know what level of threat he might be, he just didn't really return to those people once he deemed them non-threatening or annoying all that often. Besides, civilian quirks weren't usually all that important given they shouldn't be used without a hero or work license.

His red eyes narrowed, 'Something like prediction? Prediction of possible outcomes, right? It's weak. You joked on the first interview that you couldn't even use it to win the lottery.'

The older man nodded, 'It's because lottery numbers are random. They don't follow typical behavior or logic. Unlike…people.'

For some reason, Katsuki felt dread enter his heart, and he had half the mind to finish this conversation here, wishing Tsuyu would come out of her stupid shower already.

The man continued, 'You see. People tend to act in their typical ways. Rarely if ever straying from their habits. It's why when someone is already a criminal or a villain, he rarely won't try something shady again, or why you can expect an outburst from a hotheaded person.'

Katsuki frowned wondering if he was making a fucking joke about him or what.

The publicist sighed, 'When I first came to work for you. Do you recall how I phrased what I could do for you?'

'You said something like you'll get me as high as possible. Definitely to Number Two.'

He recalled how he scolded at that and told the older man he didn't want Number Two he wanted to be the Number One Hero in Japan and nothing less. He was beyond career-focused back then pushing everything and everyone aside to achieve it. He didn't regret it. He never would, but he did feel like he was no longer that person. That this Bakugou Katsuki wasn't like that and wouldn't be like that even if he wasn't Number One.

The man nodded eagerly for the first time in a while meeting Katsuki's gaze. He looked glad he remembered. He even smiled, 'Yes! Yes! And I did. It wasn't so bad. You're a good hero, Bakugou-san. You just needed to shape your image a little bit.'

Katsuki crossed his arms, 'So that was your quirk? You predicted I would manage Number Two if you changed my image?'

The publicist nodded and looked at the ground again. He was still smiling, but it looked sorrowful now, 'It wasn't a problem to promise to make you, Number Two because I could easily predict doing so. Of course, there are things that could intervene. I can only account for one person at a time, so if someone else was to also rise to such ranks I wouldn't be able to take them into account. But no one did because no one put as much effort and time into it as you have. Most of the heroes from your age group, at the peak of their abilities and strengths, they started to make families and focus on their private lives more, but not you. You were dedicated to achieving your goal. No matter the personal sacrifices.'

He wasn't wrong. Unlike his friends and ex-classmates, Katsuki didn't have a personal life outside of work. He met up with Eijiro or Izuku. He went to see his folks. He had one-night stands that didn't mean shit. He even went to some gatherings with his former classmates and stuff. But his number one priority was work. He took every fucking call. He took every fucking villain on. He suffered through interviews, radio shows, and countless other events where he had to be on his fucking best behavior and look like he didn't want to just go home or train just so he could get up in the ranks.

And he did just that until it wasn't enough.

'We worked hard to get me there,' he said knowing he would never achieve it without his publicist. Katsuki did all the heavy lifting. All the hero-work and went and got photographed everywhere he was told to, but it didn't change the fact that the man in front of him made arrangements for him to be there and get photographed in the first place. If not for him, Katsuki wouldn't even bother. He wanted to, but he wouldn't have the push to do so.

'I know I owe you for that,' he said but that only seemed to make the man grow sadder in his presence. His shoulders fell, and he looked like he wanted to cry which for the love of God, Katsuki hoped he wouldn't, 'Look…I've already said this…I'm grateful for the shit you did-'

'Please,' said the man and looked up, 'Allow me to finish.'

Katsuki closed his mouth, and the publicist continued, 'That being said. I didn't have a problem to promise you the Number Two rank because I predicted I could. Number One, however…,' he pressed his lips into a tight smile and then sighed, 'I've…used my quirk almost to an exhaustion every day for the past few years, but not once have I predicted an outcome where you would achieve that spot.'

That felt uncomfortable to hear, but the ash-blond brushed the feeling away, 'So? Your quirk is weak, and only accounts for one person at a time-'

'Yes, but the person, I mostly used to account for that prediction, was Midoriya,' said his publicist cutting him off and making Katsuki frown harder, 'What do you mean?'

'Up until a few months ago. My quirk almost never predicted that Deku would step down or even get injured or worse enough to have to leave the place, and even if I ran a few predictions where he would consider retirement due to his quirk loss or something similar…you were never considered a stable option. You would get picked a handful of times, but each time your behavior would ruin your chance. When I realized it was mostly because of the Hero Association, I did my best to make predictions about them appointing you too. But every time without fail, they appointed someone else overruling any objections,' he sighed, 'It was frustrating, and I started to pray that Deku would never choose to leave because I didn't want to see you crushed over being rejected.'

Katsuki remained quiet. It wasn't surprising to learn the Hero Association would rather have anyone else but him on the spot. It also wasn't surprising that the man's quirk didn't predict Deku deciding to populate the Earth so soon again. It did hurt a bit to hear, but he did his fucking best not to let it show.

'However, then the interview with Asui happened, and your reputation skyrocketed. There was such a wave of support and for the first time…I made a prediction where if Deku did decide to step down you would have been considered a good choice at least for enough time for them not to be able to replace you so quickly,' said the man hurriedly, 'The fact that you supported Asui really raised your numbers among the public, but it wasn't entirely enough. It was more about the image of you two. Your explosive and crude façade and her calm demeanor. I held out hope, but it was a very small one, to be frank. You didn't mention Asui-san, and no other predictions except that one even put you in the same place. Then, however, out of the blue, you told me about the picture of you two kissing and my predictions exploded,' he looked properly excited now, while Katsuki felt his stomach sinking further and further making him feel sick, 'I saw you at times being asked by Midoriya-san to take his place, but it never lasted. However, now with Asui-san it was like all the loose ends were tying up. The public was thrilled with the prospect of a hero romance, and well…I realized if the predictions about you becoming Number One were to become reality you…needed her-'

Katsuki's fist caused a micro explosion inside his palm that cut the man's speech, 'SO IT WAS FUCKING YOU?! YOU?!' He shouted not giving two shits about who might hear them. 'After months of investigations, you confess now, you old fuck?!'

The rage that rushed over the ash-blond was so violent he needed to look away because just looking at his publicist now made him feel like he wanted to blow up his face. Months of this bullshit where he couldn't be fucking sure if he could trust the old man and now, he fucking knew.

He fucking couldn't.

'So, you ordered the assistant to do all that shit? You paid her or something?!' he demanded his volume dropping but only because he couldn't shout when he was baring his teeth like a goddamn animal.

The publicist looked properly ashamed and frightened as he lowered his head and nodded, 'Yes…she has an ill mother, and needed more money than she made by being a newcomer in the agency. I'm so sorry…I've never …I knew it would cause you and Asui-san a lot of anguish, but I needed to do it. I could see it was the only way-'

'What only way?! Deku fucking made me take his place. I was already there. Your bullshit came afterward-'

'Because I could see it wouldn't hold,' said the man quickly, 'You…you weren't liked by the Hero Association or the public. Not as much as Midoriya. I ran predictions every single day since you told me, but they always ran the same course. Without Asui you made a mistake. You jumped into action hoping to prove everyone, who doubted you, wrong and failed each time. You would get overeager, use too much force, and then try to compensate for what you felt with Asui with some random women, and it always backfired into bad press, hatred, and scandal. Every time,' the publicist sighed, 'I…I had to do something. This was your dream, and I felt so bad that I misled you when I didn't tell you, you wouldn't become and stay Number One.'

The man looked at the ground, 'When that photo showed up, it felt like a blessing, and I couldn't stop making predictions about your success. Asui-san was easy to make predictions about. She's loyal and a good person, and each time, I made a prediction it always ended up with her supporting you completely and going overboard in trying to help you. Even establishing a fake relationship just to secure your success.'

Katsuki felt sick to his stomach because that was exactly what happened and what he knew Tsuyu would gladly do again if necessary.

Because she's too fucking good for her own good, he thought, and knew he liked that about her so fucking much it was pathetic as hell. He liked everything about her too fucking much.

'However, the problem was proximity. Even with all her effort, you've always struggled. You didn't want to be depended on her. You didn't like the idea that you were using her more than you were giving back to her. It was one thing to pose for photos, and ignore intrusive questions during the interview, but it was something completely else to not stumble back into your loner persona or want to unburden Asui-san of her promise…,' he paused, but it didn't matter because the ash-blond already knew what he was about to say, 'You got the tracking device from Creati and paid the assistant more to leak Tsuyu's address to the press. You know she had to fucking give up the apartment.'

The publicist nodded looking beyond guilty, 'It was in more than one of the predictions, yes. But it was the gentlest thing to do.'

Katsuki caused another explosion inside his fist, 'Bullshit! There was nothing gentle about her losing a place she loved so much. Not to mention fearing for the safety of her sister. What the fuck were you trying to prove then?'

'That would have never happened,' assured him the old man, 'By that point, I knew you hired someone to investigate, and the hero would stop the attempt of another leak. I was simply hoping to urge you to act-'

'Well, you fucking did,' said Katsuki bitterly and looked away clenching and unclenching his fists. He felt like a kid again, who couldn't measure his explosions and ended up burning the people around him including himself. He felt so angry. All the time back then, now he only felt that way when Tsuyu's safety was involved or when he was doubting himself.

I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.

'It…it was the only way to make sure you would stay Number One long enough for the others to see you're worthy of it. Just like I did-'

'Don't fucking pretend you did me any favors-'

'But I did. I did all of this for you and your goal, Bakugou-san!' assured him the man raising his voice for the first time since Katsuki could remember. He caused the already tense hero to become even more alerted and vary, 'If…If it wasn't for my involvement, you wouldn't…you wouldn't be happy with Asui-san.'

Red eyes narrowed, 'The fuck are you saying?'

'I've…I've gone through every possible scenario and made so many predictions I lost count, but each time, without some intervention you and Asui-san would never have become close enough to…to get together. For real.'

Katsuki's body started to shake, and he growled, 'Stop talking.'

'I'm so sorry, but it's true. Each time you pulled away or tried to deny what you felt. It was only once you were in close quarters with Asui-san that you finally allowed yourself to enjoy her presence and company and-'

'Shut the hell up!'

Katsuki was ready to tell the old man to shut the fuck up, but someone beat him to it. His red eyes widened as he slowly turned around only to find Tsuyu standing behind him. She must have finished with her shower. She was dressed in casual clothing now and her hair wasn't nearly as wet as it could have been if she just finished her shower. He should know. He fucking lived with her for weeks now.

Her face was as expressionless as ever, but he knew she wasn't one to curse easily so she must have been just as upset as he was.

His stomach dropped, and he felt like he might throw up. She was here, so she must have heard a lot if not everything his publicist just dropped on him. And like so many times before the ash-blond felt like he couldn't deal with it. It killed him that she was right there to witness him go through that shit all over again.

Without looking at the publicist he turned his face away from Tsuyu and her lovely presence that only burned him now and yelled at the old man pushing all of his rage into his voice, 'GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I KILL YOU!'

He couldn't recall the last time he yelled like that. Probably when they leaked the photo. When his publicist and the assistant leaked the photo.

He started to walk, for a moment, he thought about snatching Tsuyu and hugging her, pulling her whole body against his own and just keeping her in his arms for a moment, but he felt if he did, he would crush her with how shaken he was, so instead he stepped around her and entered the showers cursing his publicist and himself.

He couldn't fucking breathe, and the first thing he did once the door closed behind him was create a small explosion in his palm. He knew it wouldn't be enough. Nothing in that fucking moment would be enough to get him to calm down.

It's bullshit! It doesn't mean shit! He thought. So, fucking what that he and Tsuyu wouldn't get here if they didn't live together? It was not like his publicist orchestrated them falling for one another. It wasn't like he fucking forced their mutual attraction. It wasn't like he…pushed them to anything.

So why the fuck do you feel like it's all not real again? He asked himself mentally cursing at how unfair it was. He just fucking got her. He just fucking got close enough to be with her, and now this?!

How is that fucking fair?!

The ash-blond snatched a handful of his hair and pulled hard enough for it to hurt while letting out a loud animal-like growl that echoed off the walls of the showers.

He was pacing around like a maniac, but he couldn't just stand still. Not when he felt like he might take down the stupid building from all that pent-up anger.

He fucking wished the asshole never confessed in the first place. What the fuck did he expect? That he would say all that bullshit and Katsuki could forgive him? Or was his goal to ruin Katsuki's confidence and happiness? He felt so betrayed. He suspected of course. He knew something felt off about his publicist since the whole mess started, but only once he actually heard him confess, did he truly feel the weight of being manipulated and betrayed like this.

I saw you at times being asked by Midoriya to take his place, but it never lasted, those words echoed in his mind, but they were nothing compared to the feeling that he and Tsuyu might not have happened if the old fuck didn't play matchmaker. That was scary. That was horribly fucking scary causing Katsuki's body to shake harder not just because he wanted to blow something up.

'FUCK!' he shouted and turned back around heading toward the hallway.

'OI!' he snapped, but the hallway was empty now. No publicist and no Tsuyu.

His heart sank, and he closed his red eyes.

Fucking left, huh? He asked her imaginary self in his mind before defeated, he returned to the showers. He shouldn't be surprised. It was a lot. It was a lot to handle in that moment. He shouldn't blame her. He didn't. He blamed himself. His stupid hopeful self who thought that maybe things could be smooth and nice and good just once without all the guilt and insecurity and shit.

He started to toss his hero suit off of his body without any care as to what he was doing to the fabric. He didn't give a shit about anything anymore. At least not at that very moment.

He stepped into the shower and just turned the water on hoping he could drown or at least wash all of this away. He felt like he might get a panic attack. It had been a while since he felt this shitty. It had been a while since he felt he and Tsuyu wouldn't fucking talk ever again. The warm water barely helped at all right now, but it wasn't like Katsuki could expect too much from it anyway.

She could still be around. Maybe she went for a walk. She wouldn't…leave. She didn't leave you. She just needed to think just like you…You left her first…you should have spoken with her in the hallway or asked her to stay. Fucking brain-dead moron.

The thoughts were and weren't helping at the same time, but it was all he could do not to become a complete mess and die of a heart attack or some shit.

'Katsu-chan,' he heard suddenly and opened his eyes startled unsure if he was imagining that shit or not. In his mental anguish, he failed to hear anyone approaching, but Tsuyu was a heroine, she knew how to be stealthy, so it was anyone's guess.

He didn't say anything for a while, but then opened his mouth to do so only to hear the soft familiar voice once again, 'I'm here.'

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Tsu remained standing in place as Katsuki left for the showers. A part of her wanted to follow him immediately, but another part had a strong urge to remain with the publicist instead. Instincts kicked in, and she couldn't properly assess at that moment if the mere civilian wasn't a threat or at least a nuisance.

'Asui-san,' he started and gave her a low bow. She could also hear the regret in his voice when he spoke, 'I cannot put into words how sorry I am that it all came down to you suffering the way you have. But I hope you can understand that there was no other way around it.'

The sea-green-haired heroine felt frustration over his words and didn't bother hiding it when she spoke, 'You can't say something like that. Your quirk could have been mistaken. Not to mention you put my sister's well-being in danger-'

'I can assure you. She was never in -'

'But you can't!' she cut him off feeling her face growing hot and her voice raising, 'Was not at least one of the outcomes something more sinister that could happen? Something like your assistant making a mistake and actually leaking her address too? Can you really say not one prediction ended in such a way, kero?'

The man slowly straightened his back and met her heated gaze. He seemed timid and weak but given how much stress he caused her and Katsuki over the course of the past couple of weeks, Tsu refused to take her guard down. Villains threatened her safety and life but never for a longer time than it took to take them down in a fight. This person casted a dark shadow of fear and anxiety over her life and what he might do next.

The heroine took a step closer to him feeling righteous anger over what happened and what this man had put them through. Not to mention how he royally shifted the good anticipation they had been surrounding themselves with. Even if Tsu wasn't so good at reading Bakugou Katsuki over the course of the past few weeks, she would have made a good guess that he would be bothered by what his publicist said. He no doubt doubted himself and felt insecure.

Feeling her own hands shake and clench into fists, she looked directly into the man's eyes. The man, who perhaps even did have some little part in what was going on between her and Katsuki, but not to the extent he believed he did.

Tsu refused to believe everything that happened between them so far - every touch, conversation, kiss, all that warmth and comfort was a product of someone altering their supposed destinies or something. She and Katsuki met years after they graduated and built a relationship from scratch. Fake at first or not, the feelings were genuine, and the attraction was genuine.

The love is genuine.

'And just like you couldn't guarantee mine or my sister's safety in every single prediction. You can't just say Katsuki and I…you cannot come here and tell us whatever happened was only thanks to your interference, kero!' she took a step closer and snatched hold of the man's arm twisting it against his back in an easy and quick move she learned as a first-year student in U.A.

The man let out a startled whimper. She didn't press as hard as she could or would if he was a villain, but she knew it still had to cause older civilian distress, 'Katsuki told you to leave. Your card, please.'

The man's free hand shakenly pulled out the card, and Tsu easily snatched it and pushed it into her back pocket before she started to drag the man away from the hallway toward the elevator, 'We'll contact the police and tell them everything. I don't plan to speak on your behalf. What you did is truly unacceptable, and I know Katsuki will hate you for it for a very long time-'

'I know- I'm sorry…but I had to-'

'No, you didn't!' she snapped almost shouting, 'You broke his trust, and you can claim his best intentions were at your heart, but you were only looking out for yourself. If you truly cared, you would have come clean from the start and allowed Katsuki a chance to think things through and make up his own decision.'

She pushed the man forward letting him go before she started to walk toward him. Each step pushed him closer and closer to the exit, 'You claim you wanted everyone to see he was worthy of being Number One, but instead of giving him the opportunity to prove himself you made that decision for him. You just proved you never really believed in him.'

She paused. If she made another step the door would open and the man would have to step up, 'Katsuki is competent and has every right to the rank, and with your interference or not he would have earned it,' she said with all the confidence in the world knowing in her heart she meant it. Every single word, 'He's not some careless hothead or violent brute. He was chosen by Deku because he knows this too. Just like All Might know Deku would be his successor. It doesn't matter if you or the whole Hero Association expects him to fail because he's not planning to prove you right. Do you predict him making mistakes? It's possible. How could it be not? He's only human and obviously surrounded by tons of people who only want to see him fall kero.'

She put a palm against her chest over her heart, 'But I refuse to believe you never saw a prediction where he succeeded. And if you truly never did, then your quirk is just cheap and unreliable,' she pushed herself to be as cold as possible which wasn't hard given how angry she felt with this man. Not for herself or even for her little sister but for Katsuki who she knew cared for the man and genuinely viewed him as someone who aided his career and gave him confidence to carry on his journey toward the top, 'That makes your quirk useless, and you shouldn't use it. Now you might have shattered all hope that Katsuki will believe he did get to the top because of himself and for what?'

'A-asui-san, I understand you're upset about your apartment and sister-'

'No,' she denied, 'You don't. How could you possibly understand how angry I am with you for ruining this for Katsuki? For planting doubts into his mind? If it was anyone else, he might have brushed them aside, but you should know firsthand how highly he considers someone's opinion if he keeps them as close as he kept you.'

Her dark eyes focused on his, 'I cannot say what punishment you will earn by the law, but I can say for certain that the fact that you had someone as bright as the sun as Katsuki thinking of you so highly and trust you only for you to shatter it all and toss aside like it meant nothing will haunt you much longer.'

The publicist looked truly shaken by Tsu's words, and despite how the heroine was never one to be this cold toward someone, she couldn't help herself but feel the need to hurt this man if not physically then at least to the extent of emotion pain he, no doubt, caused Katsuki.

She made the final step forcing the publicist out of the door, 'Goodbye, Aiuchi-san.'

The door closed after the man and despite knowing it wouldn't do her any good to follow him or anything like that, she felt a strong urge to throw at least a single punch at the man's face for good measure.

Quickly pulling out her phone, Tsu rushed back toward the elevator and texted Detective Tsukauchi informing him of the man's confession and where he was last seen. Even before she reached the right floor, the detective informed her they already knew as the female assistant that he paid off to hold him with his dirty work and confessed to everything outing him. They were already waiting for the man at his home and issued officers to bring him in.

Despite his intentions and what he did, Tsu didn't think he would attempt to run, or he would cause any more problems. The look across his face spoke of regret and guilt, and she was certain he would go and confess himself if only to ease his conscious. She has faced many villains, and she was always good at reading people.

Right now, I have more important people to focus on, she told herself and rushed toward the showers. The water was running, and the place was filling with steam again. Funny, how less than half an hour ago, Tsu would call the place an oasis as she was washing away the remains of her rescue knowing Katsuki was waiting for her outside, and they would soon enough return to their home so they could finally be alone.

Now, it felt colder or at least lacked the same carelessness and cozy anticipation. Now, it felt almost dreadful as Tsu navigated her steps toward the lockers so she wouldn't accidentally startle or catch Katsuki when he was indecent. Half an hour ago, she wouldn't mind and even welcome a situation like that, but now, she couldn't help but find it inappropriate.

The water was still running, and although Katsuki was certain there, he wasn't moving. In the silence, Tsu could hear his thoughts taking a gloomy turn, and quickly called out, 'Katsu-chan!'

A moment had passed, and she didn't hear any movement or reply, but it still felt like her voice cut through some of the tension in the room like a knife.

She licked her lips and spoke again, 'I'm here.'

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Katsuki straightened his back not sure when did he hunched over. Just like that, he was sure his blood pressure went from life-threatening to normal in a matter of seconds.

For a brief moment, he just listened. The water turned most of the noises out, but he could still tell she was there in the showers with him probably near the lockers giving him privacy.

But still here.

He sighed and pressed his forehead against the cold shower wall with the water still running down his body. Suddenly, he didn't feel sore or defeated anymore. Suddenly, he felt fucking fantastic and cured of all his troubles and worries.

'Still here?' he asked not even bothering to hide how pathetically weak he sounded. He just needed the confirmation for his personal sanity.

'Yes,' she said or maybe whispered, but he still heard her loud and clear despite the running water, 'I've only gone to make sure he left without his card so he wouldn't be able to come back. I should have told you upfront. I'm sorry, kero.'

He shook his head. Just listening to her beautiful soft voice was enough to calm his nerves and the rest of his body.

She didn't fucking leave you.

'Forget it. I…I shouldn't have left you with him,' he said clenching his fist against the wet wall. It was still cool.

It was true. If his publicist could betray him like that he shouldn't have been trusted. Not with Tsuyu's presence. Not with fucking anything.

She giggled. It was gentle and short, but it warmed Katsuki's entire body more than the shower, 'That's alright, Katsu-chan.'

He disagreed, but only privately because he needed to take a deep breath and say something else, 'What he said-'

'Is bullshit,' she finished doing that cute little thing where she mimicked his voice as if she was using a curse in a teasing way.

Thank fuck, he thought with desperation and atypical optimism.

He closed his eyes feeling a smile coming over his face, 'You sure?'

There was a small pause before he heard her say, 'If it's not then I'll have to take back some nasty things I told him and thanked him. Instead of berating him for ruining my cozy apartment for me. So…yes, I'm sure.'

He kept on smiling feeling like a fucking kid when she said it sounding so confident about it all

It is bullshit, he agreed. Who gave a fuck if they were forced to live together because of anyone. They fucking did, and it brought them closer, and no one not even that old fart could convince him that he only felt this way because of some bullshit ploy. Not when he thought Tsuyu was fucking gorgeous since he first saw her swimsuit photo years ago. Not when he fucking couldn't stop himself from looking at the photo on his phone of her and Nagi like some stalker. Not when he couldn't not grin and laugh at her jabs and teasing during the interview.

Fuck his publicist, he thought, I know what I feel.

'Good. Don't apologize for anything, Tsu,' he said smiling to himself recalling all the other times he saw how beautiful she looked. How she always looked beautiful.

Another pause and then a sigh, 'Okay, I won't. Not even for this.'

The ash-blond blinked realizing he started to hear her voice closer than before. He assumed she was behind the wall giving him privacy to shower, but now he could tell that wasn't the case.

Slowly, he turned around.

And there she fucking was.

Bakugou Katsuki wasn't sure he didn't die during the villain attack an hour ago and didn't go to Paradise when he saw Asui Tsuyu standing there several steps away completely fucking naked.

Fuck me, kill me, I don't fucking care, but make this be real, he thought his eyes taking her body in like she was a creature of the highest form of something absolutely spiritual, and Katsuki felt like he was a fucking goner for her at that moment.

He swallowed hard unable to take his eyes off her body no matter how much of a pervert that made him. She was just so fucking gorgeous. It was surreal like he was looking at something new and out of this world. Like he was a teenager having a girl naked for the first time and not a grown-ass man who was almost thirty.

He was so turned on, he must have looked ridiculous, but he couldn't be bothered by it. He was shaking. Fucking trembling from the sight of her, and if he didn't do something he was worried he might actually cum just from watching her stand there.

What the actual fuck, Tsu?!

He forced his eyes shut and took several deep breaths hoping to calm his fucking heart and nerves the hell down, 'Tsu…,' he moaned before clearing his throat. The mere fact that she was standing there like that was enough to have him lose his mind, 'Fuck, Tsu, you're killing me.'

A nervous giggle was heard through the darkness behind his eyelids forcing Katsuki to open his eyes and meet her face. Her beautiful, cute as fuck face was red, flushed with embarrassment and shyness, even if her expression stayed neutral as always. But he knew her too well now.

Katsuki was gone. He was fucking gone for Asui Tsuyu, and he couldn't even bring himself to give a shit.

'You're beautiful,' he breathed out, and then lifted his hand, 'Come here.'

She did so with ten short but fast steps her body heat immediately pressing against his skin. He was hot from the water, but fuck him sideways, he was burning from her presence and melting from the fact that she was naked.

He reached out not even sure where the fuck did, he wanted to touch her first but ultimately settled for her hair brushing it behind her ear. His reward for such a gentle gesture was a beautiful soft smile and a whisper of his name, 'Katsuki.'

He would have mentally thanked his parents for his name because he never thought any word sounded so lovely. But he was certain, it was only because Asui Tsuyu was the one who said it.

His fingers brushed the shell of her ear, and he felt her shiver, 'We're wasting water.'

'Don't care,' he said and leaned toward her mouth, 'I fucking pay for it.'

She sighed and closed her eyes just as his lips pressed against her. The first kiss was soft and slow and made the ash-blond hard as a rock and needy.

He snatched the back of her head and maneuvered her head backward to deepen it. Fuck him, he couldn't stop shaking. He couldn't fucking stop shaking for her. It was ridiculous, and he didn't care.

The change of pace forced a shattered moan out of her, and he ate it all up diving his tongue against hers. He loved her taste. He fucking couldn't get enough of it.

He felt her palms touch his chest. Her fingers were wider than his, but her palms were as big as the optical illusion made them seem. He liked them. He liked them there, he liked that his body moved under her touch the lower those hands went until he felt them on his pelvis.

He broke the kiss and with a hoarse voice warned her, 'Careful.'

Her eyes remained close, but he didn't mind focusing on her flushed cheeks and swollen red lips, 'Sensitive?'

'Yeah, ready to fucking blow,' he breathed out. He wasn't lying. If she wasn't careful, he would make a mess of her no doubt given how aroused he was. Fucking pathetic, he thought but smirked knowing it was only because of her.

Tsuyu sighed, 'I…I just want to make you feel good.'

'Tsu,' he laughed, 'you fucking breathing makes me feel good.'

Her fingers inched lower and carefully ghosted over his cock making him groan. If he came without her even touching him, he would have to bury himself underground to live it down.

'You sure you want this?' he asked. It would have sounded better if he wasn't so painfully turned on by her fingers barely touching him and the fact that she was right there naked and beautiful in front of him.

Her tongue darted out and licked her lips causing his normal pressure to spike some more back to the dangerous territory.

Fuck, she'll be the death of me.

'I've always wanted this, kero,' she said with that alluring mouth of hers that just begged for his attention while looking up at him with her haunting dark eyes.

A deep dark groan came out from his mouth after he properly took her words in. His hand brushed the side of her mouth swiping away some of their spit, 'Always, Froggy?'

His hand then reached toward her neck, and he wrapped his fingers around it. Not enough to hurt her, just enough that she would feel his hold there. It fucking almost sent him over the edge when he heard her moan at the touch.

Tsuyu closed her eyes looking just as fucking taken by the intensity of it all as he felt. Thank fuck, he wasn't the only one feeling horny and pathetic even though he couldn't imagine she was physically hurt from how badly she wanted more than he was.

'Always, Baku-chan,' she assured him practically purring.

'If you don't go,' he said slowly and nodded to himself his breathing growing harder and deeper. She was so fucking close to him. She was so fucking close that if he reached his other hand he could have it between her legs in a second, 'Then I'll definitely do some indecent things that will leave you a fucking mess too.'

Her face might have been the most tempting fucking mystery, but her body was anything but with the small tremble that ran through it ever so slightly, the visible movement of her throat as she swallowed, and the ever-so-noticeable way she pressed her legs together just a tiny bit.

Katsuki smirked despite himself. He was so used to aggressive women. Women who threw themselves at him leaving no room for any mystery or coyness. Tsu wasn't like that, and if she stayed. If she didn't fucking put on her clothes and ran in the next moment, he will be thrilled to unwrap that coyness from her body with his tongue as he would taste her all over.

'So?' his hand rose as if inching toward her legs for real this time, but he didn't really touch her until she confirmed she wanted it, 'Do you want me to touch you?'

She shifted ever so slightly and suddenly one of those wonderful to-die-for legs was in his palm. Soft, muscley, and a perfect fit. He would worship them from now on.

Katsuki dug his fingers into the flesh as if he wanted to leave everlasting marks because fuck him sideways if they weren't perfect. If everything about Tsuyu wasn't perfect to the point he wanted to weep.

'Yes,' she breathed out possibly started by his action, and when Katsuki looked at her eyes again, unreadable or not, he could see she felt the same thing that had been killing him since she stepped back into his life.

Hot, uncontrollable lust.

'Yes,' she replied again, 'Katsuki-'

Such a little tease-

'Kiss me,' she begged with everything but the word please, but he didn't care, he would get that word out of her later.

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her, and she let out the sweetest sound in the world. A soft and desperate little moan. Then she deepened the kiss, and it was Katsuki's turn to moan. When their tongues met, he felt like he was struck by some electric quirk, and that jolt of electricity went right into his already hard by her presence dick. It fried his brain almost instantly.

She tasted wonderful. None of that bullshit Katsuki heard in those lame movies his mother watched. She didn't taste of roses, chocolate, or strawberries. Fuck that. She tasted like Tsu, and it was his favorite fucking flavor in the world.

Her mouth was perfect. So damn soft, a lesser man would cry.

The automatic lights went off, and suddenly they were standing in the dark with her heavy tongue in his mouth and his fingers buried in her soft throat. He was going to leave marks, and he fucking didn't care if he did.

One of her legs came up and hooked around Katsuki's waist, and just like that his needy cock was pressed into her palm making him groan. Her hand felt so good on him.

Finally, they broke the kiss panting and Tsu's other palm found itself against his chest again, 'Oh.'

Even in the dark, Katsuki could tell she was looking at his cock. No surprise there. He was hard as a rock just from her presence alone, to have her like this finally in the dark was almost too fucking much for his body to handle.

Her fingers weren't delicate by any means, yet moved so damn slowly and carefully, went from his chest to his abs. He was probably a sucker, but he enjoyed the slow torturous exploration of his body. He enjoyed fucking every damn insignificant thing Tsuyu did. How the fuck could he not?!

Despite the heavy and warm steam still hanging in the air in the showers, when Tsuyu's fingers drifted even lower almost to where his abs ended and pelvis started, the ash-blond shivered.

'Are you cold, kero?' she asked sounding so damn innocent while almost a breath away from running her fingers over his cock.

Fucking minx

Katsuki barked out a laugh. He was burning hot over here, and there she was asking him if he was cold, like she didn't know her hand was almost all he needed to explode all over it. He was practically pushing the bastard into her palm to fucking move over him already, 'Fuck no. Don't fucking act like you don't know the shit you're doing to me. Not now, Tsu-chan.'

The heroine's pretty mouth curved, and he kissed her again if only to taste her smile. It was impossible to decide whether he wanted to continue to kiss her or fuck her more. Then again, he was grateful that the option both was around.

The sea-green-haired minx licked his mouth when she broke the kiss and asked shyly, 'Can I touch you?'

'You're already touching me,' he said pressing his forehead against hers because he could, and because it felt fantastic to be able to touch her everywhere he pleased.

She giggled seemingly not bothered by his smart-ass comment. For a split second he saw her bit her lip and then almost sweetly asked, 'Can I do something?'

'FUCK! Tsuyu!' He had to press his forehead against her shoulder and take a deep breath because hearing the word cock from her beautiful mouth while she giggled so adorably made it almost hard to breathe and his member jerked on its own. He never would have associated being cute with lust, but fuck Tsuyu managed to do both so well, he felt like might have a fetish for that adorable shit.

'You can do whatever you fucking want to me,' Katsuki said in a heavy whisper breathing in her neck and wishing she was naked too, 'Like you don't fucking know. Like you don't fucking feel how hard you make me...how happy you make me. Damn it!'

Just like that Tsuyu's finger wrapped around the base of his aching cock properly. The moment she made contact, a shudder rolled through the Number One Hero, and he didn't even have to see to know that the dying-for-more tip was leaking.

'You might be the death of me,' he whispered against her skin before he finally rose his head.

Immediately, he snatched her hair and pulled her head backward to kiss her as deeply as possible feeling more turned on than he ever was. He always felt that way with her. She fucking blinked at him or smiled and he was a mess, and yet each time she did it again he felt like he was falling for it without any survival instinct whatsoever.

'Ridiculous,' he grunted between the kisses as he thrusted into Tsuyu's closed fist, 'One fucking tug, and I'm a mess, Froggy. One fucking touch and I'm dying for you.'

She didn't laugh, but she let out a delicious croak before her tongue filled his mouth, and they exchanged the hottest kiss in his entire life. Just like that, he was lost again. Lost inside the fog. Lost inside of her.

And gods help him, he never wanted to be found.

Any injury he received from the villains today faded away. Everything, but Tsuyu's hand stroking his cock and her lips moving against his own faded away. Everything but fucking Tsu faded away.

His free hand that wasn't crushing a handful of her hair and pushing her head back started to drag across her body.

He cupped her breast enjoying the way she arched into his hand and croaked again against his mouth. She was made out of a fucking satin or some shit because she felt delicate and soft against his touch.

A little exploratory fondle, and he found her nipple, a hard little bud that made his mouth tingle with the need for it. He wanted to taste it so badly right now. The mere thought of it got him to loudly groan and suck on her lower lip pressing further it the fantasy while Tsuyu's hand stroke him faster.

Just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, she pushed at Katsuki forcing his hands off her. He didn't have time to catch worries over doing something she didn't want because, in the next second, the sea-green-haired woman sank to her fucking knees in front of him.

'Fuck,' he moaned at the sight. Moaned! At the simple sight of her on her knees while his throbbing and needy dick was out in front of her. What a pathetic simp he turned out to be. The kind that even gave two shits about being one in the first place.

The automatic lights turned on again, and he could see her face more clearly again despite his vision being compromised by his arousal.

Fucking beautiful

Her lips were red and ruined, and Katsuki could forget everything, fucking everything else, but never the way she was looking at him right now on her knees with her lips marked by his kisses like that.

I'll fucking remember this to the day I'll die, he thought in a haze of lust and affection over the heroine under him.

'Let me make you feel good, kero,' she said breathless making it clear she was just as affected by this as he felt. Thank fuck. Because how was he to survive being the only one who felt like a needy pathetic slave to this?

Katsuki nodded, but later he wouldn't even recall that he did before he watched her part her lips and lean forward. Once her wet and warm mouth engulfed him, he was truly gone. At that moment, Bakugou Katsuki was erased or something because he couldn't fucking exist let alone function.

'Tsuyu - Tsu,' he groaned out as one of his hands reached for the shower wall for support. His whole body immediately surrendered to her, folding like a house of cards.

She sucked all the way to his root, then licked her way back up. It fucking ruined him. When her clever and wonderful in his opinion tongue teased his tip before gliding along the underside of his shaft, Katsuki almost blacked out.

His free hand which wasn't pressed against the wall, dived into her hair again. He couldn't help but be a bit rough with her, 'Tsu…fuck, that's-that's good….'

Then she moaned, and that sound vibrated all around him. He could feel that shit all the way to his freaking toes. It was surreal. He had blow jobs before. He had eager women who wanted to show him how good their skill was, and yet, none of that came even close to how it felt to have the woman he cared for do this to him. The woman he fucking loved to do this for him after he nearly gave himself a heart attack overthinking all their bullshit.

She took him deeper and sucked harder, pumping him with her hand while she tormented him with her tongue.

Despite the absolute heaven Katsuki was experiencing warning bells went off. He was close.

But it was impossible to stop when Tsuyu's silky sea-green head was moving up and down his cock. Even with his fingers tangled in her hair, he didn't stop her and instead let her do as she fucking pleased. Like he didn't fucking always let her do whatever the fuck she wanted.

After a while of her hard work the suction tightened, her pace quickened and his balls throbbed in the familiar way.

'C-cum-cuming,' he choked because that was how gone he was over what she was doing to him. The tip of his cock tingled, and his hips started to lightly rock into her, but she didn't let him go.

His hooded red eyes locked to hers. Her dark eyes were expressionless, but it didn't matter he could feel her pure desire dancing inside them all the same.

Fucking perfect

He could see she had no intention of slowing down as she literally pushed him into his release.

Katsuki's eyes closed at the image of her on her knees behind his eyelids in the dark colors and let out a loud moan that echoed off the walls. His hips rocked roughly against her, and he shot his load into her open mouth.

His eyes were closed as he shuddered in the delicious pleasure that bordered on pain chasing after it until all that was left was just the feeling of peace and the aftermath. He had women go down on him. They were good. But he was never left feeling this good afterward or had his legs feel wobbly as he did now.

'Shit, Tsuyu, what did you do to me?' he asked totally out of it as he opened his eyes while trying to calm down. His heartbeat and breathing were a mess. His voice was a mess too. Not even close to something a Number One Hero should sound like.

The showers were dark again, but he could still see the sea-green-haired goddess on her knees.

He moved his hand, and the lights came on only to find Tsuyu right where she was a moment ago giving him the best head of his life with her mouth wide open and his cum inside on her tongue.

His eyes widened as a new wave of lust washed over him threatening to take him down once again.

Her lips closed and he watched as her throat moved when she swallowed all he had given her with her dark eyes still on his face.

In an instant, Katsuki's hands snatched her arms lifting her to her feet.

He pressed her against the wall and kissed causing a surprised moan to leave her lips and vibrate against his own before he moved to bite her chin, 'Fucking minx. You act all innocent and cute and then give me the best blow job of my life and swallow like that?' he chuckled roughly and let his hand reach through her body all the way between her legs where he groped her pussy with his palm.

Tsuyu's dark eyes widened at the sensation, and she let out a broken croak that made him want to push her against the wall and fuck her right there.

He leaned away, but only so he could watch her face as his fingers reached between her folds. She looked so good he was tempted to eat her up.

'Tsu,' he said breathless himself from feeling her wetness suck his index and middle finger in, 'You're fucking mine. I'll never let you go. Got it?'

She was breathing much harder now, and he couldn't help but smirk, 'You like that?'

He licked his lips feeling his body burning up at the idea all over again. Except it wasn't an idea because he really did plan to fucking keep her forever, and he wanted her to know that, 'You like to hear me say that the only cock that will ever,' said Katsuki while his free hand took her face, and his thumb stroke her parted lips. The fingers inside her started to gently pull out and back in, out of her hot wet pussy, and he felt like fucking dying at the idea of how good his cock will feel there, 'come between these pretty lips of yours, will be mine?'

She gasped, and he leaned forward giving her a short almost sweet kiss feeling how she desperately tried to lean and make it longer.

Fucking adorable

His fingers moved in and out of her. There wasn't enough pressure or friction for it to actually get her off, but he could tell it still shook her and made her as aroused as he felt.

'Katsuki,' she begged desperate, needy, and hungry, and he was a fucking goner again.

'Shit, you and your sweet mouth, Tsuyu. Fucking kills me,' he whispered, and she rocked her hips forward giving him a clearly indication of what she wanted even before she said, 'Please, go deeper already or I'll-'

The lights went off but only for a second as someone opened the door to the showers and forced them back on.

'Bakugou-san, you still here?' asked one of the male assistants from the direction of the doors startling the two heroes.

Everything froze, but it only took a second before Tsuyu straight up disappeared in front of his eyes pulling herself away from him against the shower wall making sure she wasn't touching him anywhere.

Camouflage

She was still there though. He could feel her. It wasn't like she was invisible, just blending with the background, but her body heat, high because of what they were doing a moment ago, was a dead-on giveaway.

Katsuki took a deep breath as he felt the familiar wave of rage wash over him at the situation, but more important at the unlucky fuck who asked again, 'Bakugou-san?'

'Here!' he grunted loud and mean, 'The fuck, what do you want?!'

He felt Tsuyu take hold of his hand no doubt to ease his frustration. It worked to some degree, but it was hard not to want to bite the extra's head off when he still had a ragging boner between his legs and was painfully aware of how wet she was standing next to him.

'Do you need a ride? We can discuss-'

'No. I'm done with that shit for today. I'll be fine,' he said attempting and failing not to sound like he was close to murder.

'You sure?' asked the man, and Katsuki would shout at him to fuck off if Tsuyu wasn't so close. It would probably hurt her ears if he shouted like that.

Instead, he leaned forward and pressed his head where he assumed her own was and breathed in her smell that not even her quirk could hide, 'Yeah,' he then lowered his voice only for the woman he liked to hear, 'fucking perfect.'

When he felt her palm stroke his back, he was certain they were alright.

Finally, the idiot left the showers, and both Katsuki and Tsuyu relaxed despite the moment being broken. The ash-blond told himself he would fire him next time he saw him, but then he pushed it out of his mind completely in order to meet the sea-green-haired woman's gaze.

She was disappointed. He knew even if he couldn't see it across her face, but she still offered him a soft smile and whispered, 'Shall we go home? No nosy assistants or shady publicists there.'

He sighed, 'Yeah, but I'm forgetting my phone here. Just in case.'

She giggled with delight once again making it painfully known to the Number One Hero how much she affected him. How much he fuck-loved her, 'You won't.'

'I won't,' he agreed and leaned away only so he could put on some clothing while Tsuyu pushed some water out of her hair and body.

'You can wear my hoodie,' he told her instantly for some reason, and she accepted pushing it over her t-shirt once she was done with that. It was too damn big for her petite frame. It suited her well though. Just like it did during their date.

'You like it when I wear your clothes? Merch and stuff?' she asked but it wasn't really a question, and he didn't bother to act like it wasn't true.

He shrugged his shoulders and grinned, 'Yeah, I love seeing you in my shit. In my place, in my bed, in my clothes. What of it?'

She smiled at that and continued to put her clothes on much to his disappointment, but he knew it couldn't be helped, and also that it wouldn't be long before he would have her undressed again.

They took their things and headed toward the door with something itching at the back of the ash-blond's mind until he put his arm over the door to keep it closed.

Tsuyu blinked and met his gaze waiting for him to say what he wanted to.

He snatched her hand with his free one and without looking at her blurted out, 'I-I fucking love you.' He probably jumped the gun a bit on that shit. He should have made it more romantic or do it when he was cock deep inside her or something like that. It wasn't like it was something he would forget about, yet he couldn't help but feel this stupid pathetic need to get it. Like it burned his brain to keep it in like a secret which it wasn't. It hadn't been for a while now.

She knows, he knew she did.

Tsuyu's reaction was immediate. Without missing a beat, she dropped her bag so she could put her palms on his face and capture his mouth in a soft but long kiss practically purring against the touch. It felt good. Too good. But the feeling like he didn't earn it never came and instead when she leaned away returning to her heels, he felt fucking loved back.

'I love you too,' she giggled happily like she did when she confessed, she liked him or did all those other amazing things that played with his heartstrings until he was a goddamn idiot hopelessly in love with her.

Thank fuck. Thank gods or whatever. Thank whoever the fuck made it so that she loves me back.

Katsuki nodded feeling a sense of peaceful happiness that felt alive and not peaceful at all. He felt like kissing her again or fucking her against the door. He didn't feel like crying. He wasn't that pathetic yet, but he definitely felt far too emotional inside the agency's showers. There was too much need for action in his body, and he didn't really know what to do with it, 'Fuck, I…we need to go before I mess you up here.'

She giggled, 'Promise?'

He smirked snatching her neck and pulling her closer, 'You have no fucking idea.'

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The ride to their place was charged, and yet strangely peaceful. They knew what would happen when they came home. Both wanted it, and neither of them felt anything other than anticipation.

Coming home felt strange. Like the place was unfamiliar in a sense, and yet, the moment the ash-blond pushed her body against the door and started to kiss her exposed throat, Tsu couldn't focus on anything other than him.

'B-bedroom-ah!' she whispered or tried to before moaning at the feeling of him marking her skin.

Still, he listened and pulled her away from the door before leading her toward the bedroom.

'You can change your mind,' he said as he stopped in front of it, 'You can always change your mind, Tsu.'

She smiled at how serious he looked before putting her hands on his chest and shoving him through the door, 'Don't be stupid, Baku-chan.' She found it endearing that he would say something like that, but he had to know, she didn't need it.

He barely caught himself from falling and shot her a look that promised trouble before he snatched her wrist and pulled her closer, 'I'm trying to be a gentleman here. Damn it!'

Tsu giggled, 'I know.'

Katsuki didn't kiss her again. Instead, he hovered, his breath rolling over her lips as his eyes searched every inch of her face. She felt hungry for his mouth on hers again memories of what they did at his agency shower imprinted into her skin making her impatient, yet there was a certain shyness to her now that forbade her from reaching out on her own and simply taking what she wanted again.

Tsu already made the first move. She was clear about what she wanted. It was his turn now.

She remained pressed against him waiting and balancing on the edge for him to move and close the last inch of space between them.

Please, she felt her mind beg softly almost whining, what are you waiting for? Just do it already!

Then she felt the vibration of him taking a deep inhale and then just as deep exhale, 'Tsu, if I kiss you, I'm not stopping.' It should have been a threat or a warning, but to her, it just sounded like an unavoidable fact. She felt her body shiver again, and she could have sworn she heard static around them.

His fingers dug deeper into her waist making her gasp weakly.

'Just do it already,' she finally found herself saying because the waiting was overbearing, and she was worried if he didn't do something soon, she would die.

He moved fast sealing his mouth over her and stealing all the air from the room.

Oh Kami, she thought weakly surrendering to the movement of his demanding mouth on her.

The kiss was explosive.

It was like the heat flared from where his lips touched her spreading outward like a wildfire, engulfing her. She caressed his neck with her hands unsure if it was to steady him or find some balance herself. She felt almost lightheaded. Everything inside her was weak surrendering to the sensation sparked by his lips nibbling and sucking against her own. When he licked his way into her mouth, she was certain her bones turned into jelly.

As expected of someone like Bakugou Katsuki he had to dominate her mouth slanting his tongue over hers, but surprisingly exploring the other parts of her mouth far more gently than one might expect. Not Tsu though, by now she knew he could be passionate and gentle if people just allowed him to be himself.

His hands remained on her waist as his tongue continued to tease hers causing all sorts of reactions inside her belly right before she felt him snatch her tongue between his lips and suck on it.

A moany croak pushed somewhere from the back of her throat and she could feel it all deep in her belly making her even weaker and turned on than ever.

'Katsuki,' she whined when he broke the kiss leaving her a mess without as much as striping a single piece of clothing off her.

Damn, he was good.

That seemed to set him off though as he let out a low growl and attacked her once more.

Desperate for more herself, Tsu dragged her fingers up the back of his neck and into his now-dry hair enjoying the groan he let out to show her just how much he was enjoying it. They were deep and loud, and they fed something inside her that craved more.

'Fuck, you'll kill me, Tsu,' he whispered not for the first time tonight as he tore his mouth away from hers again only to suddenly pick her up and set her against her bed. He could have pushed her or tossed her, and she would have been fine with it if the wet pool soaking her panties had anything to say about it, but something about the fact that he did it so gently caused Tsu to smile at the man and her heart to flutter while a different softer and warmer wave moved over her body from the inside.

His hands started to work on her pants pulling them down along with her panties catching her breath inside her throat, 'Still good?'

'Yes,' she mumbled almost hypnotized watching his hands toss her clothes somewhere to the ground before those same hands touched her.

She croaked again as his hands started to skate over her thighs, drawing circles on their insides just above her knees. Somehow, he managed to find the source of all pleasure in her body.

Stunned Tsu could only watch as her legs shook under his touch.

'Sensitive, huh?' he asked and the spark in his red eyes told her he had teasing her before in the showers.

He chuckled, 'Good to know.'

He kept one hand on her tight and brought the other to her face. He ran it along her jaw and into her hair.

He leaned in and nipped at her lips before sealing his mouth against her in another kiss. It was bizarre how familiar this all felt by now. The anticipation was doing all sorts of things to her belly, but it still started to feel like they had always done this.

Her hands ran along his muscle shoulders up to the back of his neck where she could feel his hurried pulse beneath her palms.

'Katsuki,' she moaned again when he came far too close to her center and earned a soft hum from the man as he pressed his nose against her temple and almost gently stroked the spot, 'Impatient?'

'Yeah, kero,' she said and closed her eyes when he pressed a kiss against her temple.

He leaned away from her and took his hand off her thigh with him which caused her to let out a whiny sound.

He didn't make fun of her or tormented her for too long.

With ease he peeled the t-shirt over her head startling her body with the difference of the room temperature which surprised her since a second ago she felt how burning her skin was.

'Don't worry,' he said as his hands immediately found their place on her again warming her up, 'I got you.'

'Okay,' she said breathlessly as his fingers started to trace the line of her bra. She was desperate and impatient and found it impossible to remember or even care when was the last time she was this turned on, 'Take it off.'

'Do I have to, Tsu?' he asked as it seemed he rather enjoyed dancing over the edge of the final piece of clothing separating them from her body being properly naked, 'It's really pretty.'

She giggled feeling the absolute adoration for the man in front of her. It was so strange. Her previous partners always awoke affection inside her. She couldn't be intimate with anyone unless feelings were involved. But she has never experienced the merge of both adoration and lust for someone at the same time.

'Katsuki, it'll look better on the floor, kero,' she told him and watched as his red eyes finally left her body and moved to her face, 'Needy Froggy.'

'Just for her Number One Hero.'

But he didn't let her suffer for too long as he took her lips again. His soft tongue slid into her mouth and caressed her. Instinctively, her hand grabbed a fistful of his hair at the base of his skull. She doubted she was going to stand much longer if he kept on kissing her like that. She felt herself pulsing with need.

She could feel his fingertips working on the clasp of her bra until it finally popped loose and slid down to catch her at elbows.

They broke the kiss, and Tsu took the opportunity to toss it aside.

She tried to reach out to help him take off his own shirt, but he beat her to it tossing it aside and immediately striping down the rest of his clothes only to be once again standing in front of her in his naked glory. Her mouth watered once again at the sight of him as it recalled the feeling of his hard cock inside it. She was tempted to take him into her mouth again as it brought her power unlike anything else to have him shake and breathe so hard out of control because of something she did to him.

When Katsuki leaned closer to her again and pressed their bodies together, Tsu let out a long moaned kero at how good it felt to finally feel him against her like this. It was almost enough, and yet impossible not, and the sea-green-haired heroine immediately put her arms around his neck bringing him closer as he started to conquer her neck with kisses and low bites easily finding the place he did before and causing her to jump a bit, 'Katsuki!'

'I want you,' he whispered licking the place before he bit it again.

The new gaps immediately turned into a desperate moan, 'Take me.'

'We got time,' he said and ran his tongue over the shell of her ear before tasting the back of it too. She could feel him inhale her there and swallow the scent of her skin. The thing was the more attention he paid to her neck, shoulder, and the back of her ear, the more Tsu could feel his body rocking against her.

Everything about him was hard, and if she wasn't a hot blushing mess before surely, she would be now.

His nose brushed against her neck and his lips and saliva constantly painted over her skin as he spoke, 'Fuck, only you could make me come by barely touching me.'

Her heart was pounding with shaky breaths heaving out of her while her fingers gripped his hair.

'Same, kero,' she whispered as he leaned away, and she found her gaze was a bit hazy.

He then moved his wandering hands lower with greedy yet strangely affectionate kisses marking her chest roughly enough to leave traces of his visit, only to have him apologize with another this time-loving kiss every time.

The sounds of her moaned croaks echoed in her room, and there was something strangely beautiful and thrilling about the fact, that Katsuki was the first person who got them out of her in the comfort of her new bedroom.

When she found herself backed up to the bed, the look he gave her was enough to chase away any insecurities about her body, and not just when she was with him, but any existing insecurities ever. His eyes were bathed in lust, and Tsu was open to drown in too with how desperately she wished to rub her legs together at the moment.

His hands finally cupped her breast. For a while he simply palmed them, and although Tsu found the sensation of his warm due to his quirky hands nice, it wasn't really doing anything for her.

She took the time to coast her fingers along his neck enjoying the way it made him growl and kiss her a bit more feral. She liked that sound recalling just how good he sounded when she hummed with his cock deep down her throat.

Then Katsuki swept his fingertip over her nipple, and Tsu nearly flew off the bed.

He chuckled and kissed her seemingly enjoying the taste of moans and croaks as he pinched her nipples and rubbed his fingertips against them causing her legs to roll against him.

Then he pushed them together making it easier for him to run his lips and tongue from one aching nipple to the other and back again.

It seemed desire hazed her bedroom.

Her palms roamed over his skin. She liked the feeling of his strong back and absolutely loved skimming his muscles and the hollow of his spine. He was so powerful. She was strong too, and if she wanted, she could give him a good fight, but being under him like this as she was so much smaller than him did something to her insides and made her close her eyes, arch her back some more, and buck her hips into.

'I'll fucking blow if you do that, Tsu,' he said in a husky voice that made her shiver even more, 'Then, get down there already. I need you, kero.'

She couldn't believe she said something like that out loud, but he handled her with such authority and audacity. There was care too. But the confidence? The fact that he knew what he could do to her and do it well? That all was threatening to destroy her.

She wasn't shy, but there was a certain vulnerability in talking about her needs with her previous partner, but not with him.

His warm palm released her breasts, and he made a bit of a show of running one of them all the way to her pelvis where he pressed against it not hard enough for it to hurt just enough for her to feel the pressure and croak again.

Katsuki waited until her dark eyes moved to his again before he licked his swollen, from their kisses, lips, 'Say it again. Tell me what you want from me, Tsu-chan,' he said her nickname so sweetly she wanted to whine.

'Uh,' she started feeling strangely more aroused by the simple idea of what would happen next.

'Speak clearly, sweetheart,' he ordered her with more than enough authority but now heat, 'I love it when you talk.'

'I want…,' she closed her eyes for a moment before she felt him lean over her chest and pinch her nipple. Her eyes shot open in shock and a startled gasp echoed through her room, 'Eyes on me, Froggy.'

She groaned a bit feeling a mixture of arousal and annoyance she wasn't familiar with. It was even more thrilling, 'I want you to…to suck me-'

'Where?' he asked and his red eyes momentarily glanced between her legs, 'Your pretty pink pussy?'

She groaned and raised a hand to cover her forehead. It was surreal how wired she felt when he talked like that.

'Yeah,' she managed to say, but like a jerk, he didn't let her have it just yet, 'Yeah, what?'

'Baku-chan!' she said in a warning losing her patience once again.

He grinned, 'Shit, that's hot, but just once. Say it, Tsu.'

She glanced away for a moment to prepare herself, but it seemed Katsuki didn't like it when her eyes weren't on him because he suddenly slapped her right across her groin, 'Eyes on me, Tsu.'

The mixture of pain and pleasure took her breath away for a moment while she found his face again. She didn't think she was into that stuff. She never really dated anyone who was like this.

She felt very embarrassed to realize she could like these things, 'I want you to suck on my pussy.'

'Yeah?' he teased her with a grin, and she croaked fearing she would go crazy if he didn't do something already before she said, 'Yeah.'

'Do you want me to lick you until you can no longer feel your legs?' he asked and before she could think about it or reply, he dragged his fingers between her folds all the way inside.

She felt like she entered a new universe when he flexed them and with the confidence, she knew he possessed pulled them away only to shove them into his mouth making obscene noises that reached into the depths of her own desire while she suck their drive.

'You have a delicious pussy, Tsu. Mind if I eat it?' he asked and like the jerk that he was waited for her shivering hot mess to reply, 'No. G-go ahead.'

Luckily, he didn't waste more time and leaned down between her legs.

His hands skillfully took the back of her thighs and spread her open wide enough that he could put his head directly on top of her open pussy, 'Fuck, you're pretty.'

She felt her face was on fire doubting anyone who ever went down on her ever paid this close attention with the look of absolute adoration across his face while his eyes were soaked in lust, 'I'm gonna take my fucking time here. So don't even think about asking me to stop. Understood?'

She was tempted to tease him, but at the last moment, she bit into her lip and nodded. There was something insanely thrilling about listening to him like this.

Right as she thought he would dive right in like he did with his fingers, preparing herself, he surprised her yet again, by how almost lovingly nuzzled his entire face into the cradle of her lap.

Tsu blinked down the image of Katsuki with his eyes closed and the part of his face she could see so at peace, and her heart fluttered all over again.

Her fingers reached over and brushed his hair tangling them over her fingers.

When Katsuki opened his eyes and met her gaze, she offered him a smile to hopefully assure him, that it was alright. Despite how aroused she was to the point she feared she wouldn't be able to settle for a very long time if Katsuki decided to just stay like this, she would let him solely because of the content he seemed in the moment.

He got back up only to kiss her one more time before he finally returned to the place that was aching for him the most.

When the tip of his tongue finally brushed over her, Tsu moaned and arched like a bow off the bed. She felt she was going to explode in a million pieces and flutter to the ground like burnt confetti as Katsuki wasted no time now. He wickedly kissed and licked her earing a gasped kero from her throat every time, he brushed her clit. He seemed like he was starving with the way, he was diving into her over and over again causing sharp pleasure that was so overwhelming it forced Tsu to just lay there and take it.

'Katsuki-Katsuki,' she moaned while digging her fingers almost painfully into his skull, but he didn't mind at all based on how much more enthusiastically he sucked her clit almost causing her to black out from the sheer amount of pleasure that rode through her.

His tongue was so soft. It caressed and stroked sending her heart rate into overdrive. She grew lightened from how hard she was breathing and the waves of wonderful heat that were traveling up her body. Bliss started to creep over her heated skin.

'I need- I need…,' she started to say shaking over Katsuki's work on her.

He lightly nibbled at her clit almost losing her with how weirdly good it felt, 'What do you need, Tsu? Tell me.'

'I need – I need- I need something,' her mouth trembled over her breathless words, 'Inside me. Please.'

He grinned and shifting one hand to her core, he pumped two fingers into her before he returned his mouth to her clit treating it like his favorite sour candy licking it and lightly trying to crack it open with his teeth.

A bolt of lightning shot through her and coalesced all the nerves inside her already aroused body to this overwhelming throb waiting to break free.

'How close, Tsu-chan?' asked Katsuki breathlessly, and she almost cried when she whispered, 'Too close.'

'Can you get there on your own or do you need more?' he asked the words muffled as she rocked into his mouth.

Tsu whined barely keeping her eyes open, 'Please.'

'Please, what, Tsu-chan?'

'Help me.'

Katsuki grinned, but it looked softer almost like a smile when he rotated his wrist. The fingers inside her started to move from a different angle adding new pressure all the while he started to mercilessly suck onto her clit.

Then just as she was sure she would explode for real, he turned his head to the side and bit his way down her labia. It wasn't the kinds of bites that would break the skin or leave a mark. They were nips, sharp pinches of teeth, and they set the sea-green-haired woman completely on fire.

'KATSUKI!'

A cry gasped out of her, and she pressed the fist of her free hand against her mouth desperate to stay quiet, but it seemed it only forced her to feel more of the explosion of that wonderful sensation that lightened her up like a Christmas tree.

Her vision was compromised, but she couldn't bring herself to care as pleasure swallowed her whole. She was goner breathing like she was about to die with her body shaking and breathless croaking and moans pushing their way out of her mouth.

'Fuck, those noises of yours. I won't be able to talk to you without getting a boner from now on,' he said, and if she wasn't so boneless, she would tell him not to say stuff like that.

Her weak eyes opened, and she found him looking at her with evidence of her arousal glittering across his face.

Her tongue took hold of his wrist and brought him toward her face so she could kiss him humming at the feeling. It was a soft kiss, but also dirty, and she enjoyed every single second of it.

Katsuki broke the kiss and laid down next to her on his side bringing his palm against the side of her face and looking at her with a hint of a small smile across his face looking beyond relaxed and peaceful, 'You're a freaking dream, Tsuyu.'

She giggled and kissed him again as the softness in his eyes made her feel cozy inside.

They pressed their foreheads together as they stopped, 'You are too.'

'Liar,' he chuckled roughly.

'You are mine,' she admitted and opened her eyes to look at him, so he would know she meant it. Because she did mean it. In that moment, more than ever she felt connected with another person, and she knew Katsuki was it for her. How freeing and hopeful. She once told him he could give people strength while Deku gave them hope, but in that moment, he gave her all the hope she could ever want or need.

His fingers stroked her cheek like she was the most precious thing in the world and her heart speeded up all the same as it did when he gave her the most intense orgasm of her life.

He smiled at her. It was a soft and small little thing that someone else might not even notice, but she did, and she couldn't stop herself from saying, 'I think I'm falling in love with you, kero. I don't…I don't think I ever loved anyone as much as I love you, Katsuki.'

His eyes widened for a second, but the small smile still stayed present, 'Fuck. I didn't think you could have made me happier than you already had.'

She giggled upon hearing them, and he kissed her again quickly moving on top of her causing the heat inside her to rise again.

His mouth moved over her chest and lower marking every couple of inches of skin with his teeth, 'I'm fucking falling for you too,' He sucked onto her nipple making her moan, and then looked into her eyes. He didn't think he could look this gently at her, 'I've never…I've never loved anyone like I love you. I know I didn't. I fucking love you since that stupid dress. Since that kiss at the bar. Since you put Deku's kid in my arms and took our picture. I look at it every night and can't help but think I fucking want that.'

'Me too,' she admitted recalling the sadness that washed over her when she returned Nagi to Ochako feeling like she was missing something especially when she felt so fulfilled with him and Katsuki a moment before.

She moaned at the feeling of his fingers pumping into her again.

She gripped their comforter as he speared into her over and over again, 'We can have that. N-not tonight, but we can have that, Tsu.'

'Yeah,' she moaned feeling the delicious pressure building inside her again.

Katsuki's face looked relieved and happy before it heated with pleasure, and he added another finger causing her to cry out and bow her back off the bed.

She threaded her hands through her hair and shut her eyes tightly.

His pumping was steady, and a bit rough causing her to lose herself in the sensation and heatedly raise her hips to match his tempo.

'But first I'm not going to stop until I have my fucking fill of you, Tsu,' he speeded up and lowered his head between her legs again, 'Not until you're fucking everywhere around me. Not until I can't tell where I end, and where you begin. Not until there's no other scent but that of our arousals,' he warned her, but she couldn't find it in her to feel anything but pleasure and moan, 'Yes, please.'

'Fuck,' he cursed before he took her clit between his lips pushing her over the edge once again with her toes curling over the bed sheets.

Obscene sounds and uncomprehensive words filled her room as she trashed against the bed while he pumped deeper and faster into her all the while biting her clit until she came again almost blacking out for real, 'Katsuki-kero.'

He hummed right into her causing her tongue to fall out of her mouth as she groaned, and with her last bit of strength, she tapped his shoulder.

His red eyes glanced up, and he must have seen what she was trying to say across her face before leaned away.

His palm snatched her leg and rose it kissing her from her center all the way to her knee, 'I'm gonna fuck you for real now, alright?'

She nodded once again the anticipation and arousal awaking her from her boneless and exhausted bliss that the orgasms, he got her achieved a moment ago.

'I'm gonna go get-'

'Don't,' she stopped him breathless from her second orgasm watching his red eyes blink in surprise.

Her cheeks felt flushed as she quickly explained, 'You don't need it. I'm on birth control.'

The ash-blond smiled, 'So it's like that, huh? Gonna fucking spoil me rotten with hot shit like that.'

She smiled at him too, 'Good, you deserve it.'

He didn't argue with her and brought his fingers back into her pussy making her moan.

Katsuki pulled his fingers out of her, and she whined at the slight discomfort and feeling of emptiness they left behind, 'Please.'

'So cute, Tsu-chan,' he mumbled adoringly before slicking his fingers over his hard cock wetting it with her arousal.

Tsu's eyes widened, and she found it impossible to look away thinking it was the single most erotic and beautiful thing she ever witness.

She thought he was hard enough, but he still rubbed his cock a few times before his forearms moved under her. His hands were on her thighs now jerking her closer to the edge of the bed.

Her heart stopped, but when the hard tip of him brushed against her, it restarted into overdrive.

Tsu croaked weakly as she quivered her legs around his warm hips and felt how hot and hard the cock, she had inside her mouth not so long ago felt against her heated and sweaty skin, 'It's unfair how perfect you look, Katsu-chan.'

He chuckled, 'Fair? What's unfair is how fucking crazy you make me every day when you smile, and I can't help but curse because I know what that mouth tastes like. Knowing how that mouth feels around my cock will be a whole new level of torture.'

'If you want it every single day, it can be arranged,' she said using a specifically sweet voice to rile him up, and based on how hard he gripped her neck it worked. It wasn't painful, but there definitely was enough pressure for her to feel aroused all over again if she wasn't still soaking in it already, 'Keep talking like that, Tsu,' he smirked, and pushed his thumb against her lips and into her mouth, 'And I'll take you up on that offer in a heartbeat.'

She lightly bit him earning herself a kiss against her cheek and a chuckle as he leaned against her.

He then settled a forearm against the mattress beside her head and gazed into her eyes before he delivered a brutal kiss against her lips again, 'Mine, now. I'm never letting you go.'

She didn't have time to tell him she was fine with that because she finally felt him push, easing himself inside her.

Her legs locked around his waist so tightly that his hipbones dug into the insides of her thighs.

His red eyes got instantly clouded, and he lowered his face to her pressing their forehead together. Both of them were breathing hard at the new sensation. He was hot and filled her up so nicely, that she could cry. The stretch was barely uncomfortable, and mostly just felt really good.

A delicious shiver tore through Tsu's body at the feeling of him so deeply inside her and her mouth let out a moan right into his opened mouth as he was panting so hard.

'Fuck.'

'My line,' he breathed out, and both started to smile again and chuckle.

Her arms went around his neck as her hips moved a bit against him shooting pleasure into the both of them based on their loud groans.

His slow push kept going deeper, wider, and harder. She whimpered as it felt even better and only slightly uncomfortable.

She never felt so full.

It was more than that though. She understood now that she was wrong before. It was now that she was truly connected to Katsuki, and it felt beautiful. He was buried so deep it felt like he was possessing her, and she never wanted it to stop.

Just as he gave into her all the way, he started to pull back taking the sensation with him much to Tsu's disappointment as it left her feeling unbelievably empty.

Panic rushed to her heart as she pulled him closer to her, 'Please, again.'

Katsuki groaned that way that Tsu loved a little bit like a feral animal and flexed his hips back into her.

The first slide into her body had been dreamy and amazing, but the second one put it to shame. Satisfaction fired all along her system, lighting her up with fireworks. He pulled his mouth away from her, dragging them across her cheek, and groaned into the shell of her ear, 'Tsuyu.'

That was her new favorite sound.

She swallowed and closed her eyes begging him at the same time clenching her wall around his length, 'Don't stop, Katsuki. I need you.'

It was like a switch went off. The muscles on his back tensed before he shifted, rising enough so he could stare down at her. His red eyes were full of primal need for her, and she was more than happy to give it to him.

He smirked in a way that could only be described as dangerous and only then did he actually begin to fuck her.

His first full thrust stole her breath away. It was hard enough to make her breasts bounce and draw his attention.

He clamped his hands on them, holding them firmly as he drove into her with his thumbs brushing over her peaked nipples.

Tsu let out a series of moany croaks and pushed herself off the bed against his hands wriggling against his hips and beating against hers.

His expression became more intense and focused. She didn't bother holding back the whimpers and other sounds of enjoyment, and he didn't either. He grunted and sighed as he rutted into her, both taking and giving pleasure.

'You're gorgeous,' he uttered between hurried breaths. His gaze wandered admiring over my chest and moved up to settle on my lips.

'You're so fucking gorgeous, Tsu.'

The caress of his touch made her go mad. Fire licked at her with his hands sensitizing her skin. As his pace increased, so did the feeling of another orgasm. She shouldn't be surprised. Even before they started to fake date, she heard a lot of rumors about how good in bed the Dynamight was, but she couldn't help it as she knew her own body well, and it never managed to come more than how much she already did with any other partner.

He shifted so he was standing upright and locked a hand on each of her hips before he drove into her. The new angle threatened to make her eyes roll back in her head, and she moaned with nothing but pure satisfaction.

'So that's the spot, huh?' she heard him, but she needed a moment to be able to look at him. He looked awfully smug when their gazes met.

'Yeah~' she moaned, too gone to even attempt to tease him back or play like it didn't completely blow her mind.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air of their bedroom. It was beyond anything lewd Tsu could imagine, but she barely had any spare thoughts to dwell on it anyway.

Katsuki tightened his grip on her hips with his nails biting into her soft skin. The sharp rolls of his hips as he thrusted into her made the poor heroine's head feel fuzzy. Almost delirious.

'You like that shit?' he growled eyes looking between her face, her chest all the way between her legs, 'You like how well your cute little pussy hugs my cock?'

He lifted her hips, and despite herself, Tsu's dark eyes followed the movement catching sight of his length going in and out of her entrance with fast deep motions spreading her wetness all around her groin with each move.

She felt incredibly embarrassed by how erotic it looked and how much it affected her already overheated body, 'Ah!'

'You like it?' he asked teasingly speeding his pace almost making her eyes roll back, but she pushed through, 'So much…so much, Katsu-ki.'

'Fuck, Tsu,' he groaned and reached for her clit. It was still swollen and sensitive when he circled it lazily, teasing her as he pounded his hips against hers grunting and gasping while making her cry out and toss her head aside. It felt so good, she couldn't stand it and didn't know what to do with it. She never felt this intense or deep with anyone else.

'Katsuki – Katsuki – Katsuki,' she moaned his name like a prayer with each of his sharp and deep thrusts. She felt like she was about to die.

The hero leaned over her body pushing her legs across his shoulders with him. His weight was heavy against her, but she welcomed it and the pressure of him against her sweaty skin, 'Tsu…You're gonna make me cum just from looking at you. Spread so wide. Inviting me fucking in…I wanted you…I always fucking wanted you.'

'Yes! Yes! Please!' she begged and even tried to move a bit, 'Have me!' She moaned out breathily, as she pushed against his lower stomach, the building pleasure was almost too much for her poor body.

He leaned over her, grabbing her hands with his and intertwining their fingers together, 'Beautiful.'

Tsu shivered while he leaned down and pressed heated and sloppy kisses across her neck and chest. She hoped he left marks. She wanted his teeth and hickeys on her skin. A reminded that she belonged to him. A reminder that they belonged together. She felt so overwhelmed it was impossible to stand, and yet she wished for so much more.

The gentleness of his kisses completely contrasted with his ruthless momentum that was forcing her body to move across their bed. Her breasts bounced against his face, and he hummed in delight enjoying the feeling, and sent the vibration of that sound across her body.

Feels so good…, she thought enchanted by the sensations. Every move of Katsuki's hips went straight to her core building the familiar pressure and expanding it. It wasn't even like this was new to him. It was like he knew her body.

With one particular harsh thrust, Tsu cried out feeling she was at her limit again, 'T-together …please, Katsu-together!' she babbled unsure if he understood her or if she even made sense. All of a sudden, she feared she would come again and too soon.

He groaned into her neck, 'Yeah?'

'YES! YES! Please…,' she begged feeling her walls tightening up around him. She was so close, that she didn't think she would keep herself from coming a moment longer, and the idea that she would do so without him again made her horribly sad.

Katsuki growled into her skin before he lifted himself up.

'—Oh, shit, shit, shit…' he groaned above her, and the thrusts of his pelvis increased to an irregular rhythm, grinding deep into her pussy to the point of more uncontrollable babbles escaping her ruined lips.

The bullying of her insides resulted in her gripping his length hard, causing the hero to hiss and moan at the tight fit. '—Ohhh fuuuck! Jesus Christ, Tsu. You're gonna…make me go crazy.'

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Katsuki said it like it wasn't already something that took place. Like he didn't already fucking lose his mind with the way Tsu's wetness welcomed his cock over and over again. His brain felt like it was turning into a mush and based on the slit and nonsense coming out of her mouth and the glassy look behind her beautiful eyes, he was certain Tsu felt the same.

He could see the tears streaming down her red and ruined face, and he got it, felt it too. It was overwhelming. Sex was sex, but this…this felt fucking like he was imprinting himself inside her soul.

'Katsu…ah…kami…please-too much…ah-toomuch. .'

He could barely make out what she was trying to say, yet he couldn't bring himself not to take great pride and pleasure in it.

He chuckled breathlessly while increasing the pace, 'Fucked you dumb, Tsu? Damn, you feel too fucking good—Hnngh!'

The ash-blond leaned down again and placed his forehead on hers, resting his entire weight on her while his hips continued to slam into her like they had a mind of their own, 'I love you too. Fuck! Love you so much. Tsu…do you feel it? Do you feel my love? Fuck…I could die for you-'

She wiggled her arms from his hold and tossed them around his neck pulling him closer, 'Don't…die…love you…together-kero.'

His red eyes widened before he leaned down to capture her mouth in a kiss forcing himself to thrust into her even harder and deeper despite how hard it was to even stay focused.

They broke the kiss, and Tsu cried, 'Pleasepleasepleaseee! Let us…come…please-PLEASE!'

Who the fuck was he to deny her desperate, teary pleas when she was urging him on like this?

Katsuki captured Tsu's lips again, and she let out a mewl-like sound taken by him as they both sank further into their pleasurable thrill.

Sporadic thrusts of his pelvis produce more lewd noises. It was fucking music to his ears. That and the sounds of her needy pleas were all the Number One Hero would need to listen to for the rest of his life.

His heavy balls smacked on her pussy as he drove the base of his cock straight into her again. Her slit which got so much of his attention was now a puffy mess.

When he glanced down, he could see the cum and slick formed a soapy mess that now made a milky ring around his girth.

Fuck that's hot, he thought watching Tsuyu's cute little pussy suck him back in each time.

'Katsuki,' Tsuyu cried forcing his eyes back onto her face. It was beautiful twisted with pleasure, a crying, red mess he wanted to lick and kiss and cum over, 'Katsuki-I'm…I'm-cumming! Please…!'

He nodded and pushed his forehead back to hers, 'Cum for me. Come on, Tsu. Come with me. Together, yeah?'

She opened her mouth maybe to answer, but all that came out was a loud erotic cry. Her body spasmed and her back arched off the bed against his body beautifully. Her pussy fluttered on his thrusting cock, and he could feel her walls clenching onto him so hard he couldn't break free.

Katsuki pressed his pelvis down to the hilt on one final, harsh thrust, unloading all of his fucking load into her aching folds, 'TSUYU!'

He blacked out afterward catching himself not to fall on top of her, but rather keep himself above her. Somehow on autopilot he even managed to put her legs off his shoulders so they could rest. Her beautiful, beautiful legs.

Fuck, I think I died, he was left thinking and trying to come back to himself. First came his vision, and he found himself above her breathing and sweating all over her body below him.

He was a mess, but he could tell she was a bigger one panting and shivering like she wasn't even present.

Now, that's something to take great pride in, he thought, and fucking did.

He leaned down kissing her face and brushing her hair softly while slowly pulling out.

The sensation caused them both to hiss, and he could see some focus returned to Tsu's dark irises before he felt her hands move toward his back and pull him closer, 'I love you.'

She sounded breathless and looked ruined, and he was stunned to learn there was still a way for her to look more beautiful than she did just by being naked, just by wearing the dress his folks made, just by putting on a risqué swimsuit, or just by fucking existing.

'I love you too,' he said and kissed her again but only for a moment since he sensed she still couldn't breathe properly, 'Fucking destroyed you, huh?'

'Yeah,' she nodded sounding and looking sleepy.

He brushed her hair again and watched a small pout twist her mouth, 'We'll need to wait a bit.'

He chuckled at how sad she sounded now, 'Relax, Froggy. We have time. I'm not fucking letting you go.'

'You sure?' she asked but her dark eyes closed. She was spent, and he felt too, but he forced himself to stay away at least for a little bit longer, 'Yeah, I gave myself a promise to fuck you in every room once we get home.'

An adorable sleepy giggle erupted from her, and the ash-blond was positive there would always be something that would make him love this woman more.

He leaned away much to her disappointment which Tsuyu let him know of by displeased sound, but only so he could pull her body toward the pillows, 'I'll be right back.'

'Cold-'

'Don't be spoiled,' he said kissing her temple but still pulling the covers over her.

He snuck out only for a moment to grab some towel and water before he came back to bed and carefully wiped the heroine clean. It wasn't enough though, and they would definitely need another shower –

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'Bath,' said Tsuyu and opened her dark eyes to meet his gaze. She didn't think she ever felt as tired as she had in that very moment, and yet at the same time she felt strangely wide awake and in need to do something.

She looked over at Katsuki, her heart was still beating far too fast and loud filled with love over what they had just done together, 'I promised myself I'll teach you how to enjoy a good bath in your king-size tub.'

The ash-blond looked surprised still holding the towel he used to clean her up while he settled the water on the nightstand.

Generous, she thought fondly knowing despite his bs and insecurities Katsuki was a good and caring person.

Tsu leaned forward and whispered while taking hold of his hand. She did her best to make it seem accidental when her knuckles brushed against his still semi-hard cock, 'And I always wondered how well it would fit us both.'

'Shit,' Katsuki cursed and closed his eyes. No doubt her little touch went straight to his nerve endings, 'I'm trying not to completely wreck you, you know?'

Tsu felt like blushing again. She knew. She could tell and feel he wouldn't mind going again. Her body was sore, and she was tired, but if he went gentle, she would also gladly welcome him inside her again.

'Don't worry, kero' she said and got off the bed feeling pleased with herself as she pulled him up too.

'I can take it,' she said proudly feeling ridiculously happy.

'Yeah, I know,' Katsuki nodded, and she smiled some more trying to get him to come with her to the bathroom only for him to pull her back and capture her lips in another slow but deep kiss.

She hummed in pleasure against the sensation feeling her arousal growing strong again. She couldn't imagine ever having enough of Katsuki. Not today, not ever.

'I fucking love you, Tsu,' said the ash-blond as he broke free meeting her gaze and looking beyond sure of himself and his words.

The sea-green-haired heroine sighed and nodded feeling happier than ever, 'I fucking love you too, Katsuki.'

He rolled his eyes at her mimicking his voice when she cursed before he started to drag her out of the bedroom, 'Come on, Froggy. Show me the all-mighty power of the bathtub. Don't expect too much from it though. I never fucking liked soaking myself.' She doubted it would bring her mood down even if it turned out to be true.

Giggling she followed constantly touching his naked arm and back, 'Don't be rude, Baku-chan. Besides, you never shared a bath with me before, kero.'

'I've only ever wanted it to be you,' he said and surprisingly pulled her palm away from his body which confused her, but only for a moment, 'Scared you won't hold back, Baku-chan?'

'With you? Always,' he said and kissed her again stealing her breath and thoughts about the bath away at least for a few more moments.

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A.N: Thank you for reading and your support. I'm planning to finish this story with an epilogue soon. I hope you and your loved ones are safe. Have a lovely day :)