A/N The third day of kisses, I mean Christmas. š¤
"Mmmm," I woke up to feel hands running along my sides. What the fuck? My neck almost popped from trying to figure out who was stupid enough to climb into my bed only to find Deku cuddled around me mumbling in his sleep. Even sleeping he can't turn off that brain of his. Go figure.
I take a deep breath to calm down. He is asleep, he's probably dreaming of Icyhot and as much as that thought pissed me off I wouldn't blame him. Icyhot is fucking hot.
The feel of Deku's hot body pressed against mine while he gently but firmly pressed into me, his hands exciting my body far more than I'm willing to admit. He is asleep. Right, I can relax just a little bit. His lips grazed my neck making me flinch at the intimate gesture. His lips parted just to kiss me and I couldn't help leaning away, letting him do whatever it was that he wanted. At least when he is sleeping like this I don't need to worry about him thinking about some random extra or another. I already know that he isn't thinking about me so it makes it easier. Somehow.
I should drink more often. Anytime we go out drinking with our friends Deku always has too much and ends up at my place, half naked and in my bed. It never goes further than this, a few touches in his sleep but thanks to my high stress lifestyle and body it isn't hard to get off. Not even to these few touches.
Thankfully last time I passed, his friends decided never again. Turns out Icyhot isn't the only one that he likes to look at and after a few too many... Well he gets touchy. Horny fucking bunny. Sexy, horny, not so little... bunny.
His soft touch and low voice was still in my ear when I heard him growl, "Katsuki~," just to sink his teeth into my neck.
"Aaaahhhh~," I moaned out just to feel him flinch away for a second. Fuck, don't tell me I woke him up? Please? For fucks sake he was growling my fucking name, of course I'm turned on! I almost came.
Before I could steal my nerves to look though he was relaxed and pressing into me again. His hands were roaming my body making it so I don't actually need to look. Deku would never touch me like this if he thought this was real. I know I'm hot, and I know that's probably the end of it when it comes to me but at least for now I can pretend. Pretend that he loves me too.
"Oh Katsuki~," he whispered into my ear before licking it and sending my heart into a tailspin. How in the fuck can he actually do this to me? How can it actually feel this good?
His hand slipped under the waistband of my shorts but I didn't pay it any attention, it's not the first time he's groaped me in his sleep, hopefully it won't be the last. His rough hands, the scars that look hot as hell did a lot when it came to touch, the way they made my nerves stand on end just to maybe feel him a little longer, a little more, just a little.
"Ah~!" I couldn't help my voice rising a little but he didn't let me go and I wasn't looking this gift in the mouth. "Yes~," I let the word slip through although much quieter than before. His hand was wrapped tightly around the base of my cock and it was taking everything I had to keep from waking him up, the only reason I didn't cum was because of how he was grabbing me.
Whoever he is having his wet dream about apparently likes it rough, could he still be thinking about me? Fuck! I want so much more than a hand job, it's not even funny. I turned my head and bit into the pillow to keep from screaming when I felt him loosen his tight grip just enough for my release to escape. My body is shuddering now either from excitement or the relief and I don't actually know which.
He chose now to tighten his grip and I whined, not able to hold still, I bucked gently into him to find him large and hard. His hold on me is the only reason I haven't gone soft already but at the same time I could feel my pulse in my excitement. If he let me go I would probably get harder not soft.
"Oh, someone is being naughty," his dark chuckles that just don't suit him at all during the day but plagued my dreams every night sent chills down my spine now. "Now I can't let you cum, at least not yet," damnit! How in the fuck does he sound so fucking sultry right now? It's not fair. But I also wasn't going to tell him how he me cum already.
I felt the fingers on his other hand start to prod at my ass and I froze. He's never gone this far, not with me at least and I was told that they all left him in bed alone thanks to last time. So why?
"Hmmm, did I scare you? Can't have that can we?" Again he chuckled in that dark sultry voice I've never heard him use while awake before. I want to look but at the same time what if he stops because I do? What if he is actually awake and is testing how far he can push me? What if-!
I felt something much larger than his fingers. "So tight, will you make room for me?" He asked and I swear that he is at least half awake because how could he use lube while asleep? No! Is he playing with me right now? Has he been pretending this whole time?
I could feel my blood pressure rising until I smell the alcohol on his breath, reminding me how we got here in the first place. I take a deep breath to calm down but Deku must have thought I was agreeing because those dark chuckles of his are ringing in my ears again.
"I'll make you feel good, I promise," he whispered and his free hand was on my hip pulling me back while the one on my cock gave another squeeze and I let out a moan just as he slipped his head inside.
"Ah, we need to be careful. I don't want to hurt you," he hummed but even so he was still edging and pressing again and again and now I can't hold still at all.
"Deeper," I whined, my body making me cave to my desires. I've used toys in the past and thanks to seeing Deku's towel drop once in the showers I made sure they weren't small. I couldn't dream of ever having him for real but I guess while we are both drunk, no one can really say anything one way or the other. Right?
"So hot, can you take more? Can you take all of me?" He teased at my senses, kissing and teasing at my earlobe before pulling my hips back and sliding himself in. "Ooh yes~, so good. So tight," he moaned in my ear but I couldn't really respond to what he was saying, no my body was too busy jolting and flexing in response to his touch. His body, the way his cock filled me to the point I could have sworn he was deeper than he should have been.
He pulled out. "Wh-? No!" I started to panic, my body lurching to try and keep him but he grabbed my wrists and the next thing I know I'm face down with my arms pinned above me and my hips locked into place with his.
"Oh I'm not done yet, nowhere close," he moaned in my ear and I felt him pull away just to use the bed to trap me, each thrust a world of new sensations. I melted. His kisses, how many times has he bitten me now? I have no idea but I can clearly feel many of the bite marks on the back of my shoulders.
"I'm-!" I couldn't catch my breath, I'm so close but like the word was a stop light he pulled off of me, before I could whine or grumble or make any noise at all he had flipped me over and was tracing his fingers down my abs and kissing my pecs.
"So beautiful, let me watch you cum?" He asked it like a question but the way he touched me left me breathless. His scarred fingers trailed down to my thighs before he effortlessly lifted them up and positioned himself, he caught my eyes before pushing himself back in and my head was thrown back while I tried to make room for him all over again.
"So beautiful, no amazing, so very amazing," he sounded breathless but I couldn't catch my own breath to even respond, his hands on my hips again, gently rocked and when I could finally look at him again his focus was where our bodies met. He watched in amazement while he carefully thrusted in just to pull out again. He paused at one point to add more lube but otherwise his focus was inhuman with how he kept me worked up but at the same time just away from the sheer cliff known as an orgasm.
"So close," I whined, snapping him out of whatever thoughts had him so mesmerized. His focus came back to my face and I felt him grab the base of my shaft and slowly pumped me while he lightly thrusted, making me squirm under him in the process. "Ah!" My voice only came out in short gasps and moans but the way his eyes lit up to an almost electric green stopped me in my tracks.
His hand pumped roughly, his hips nearly slammed in and I screamed out, pressure coiling up inside of me, the want, no, the need, for more demanded my attention but it wasn't until I saw him up close that I understood anything. I grabbed handfuls of his hair and his lips were mine. Our tongues feasted on the noises we created, our breath mixing so that we would never know which of us it came from. I screamed, whined, moaned anything at all to get what I needed, my nails clawed up his back trying to pull him closer, deeper, harder. I have no idea when my legs wrapped around his waist but they were already pulling him as close as I could.
A breathless moan escaped me, a noise I would have never admitted to making if not for the fact his cock was still pushed hard inside of me, scraping at my back walls, filling me. He slammed in again and I lost it all. I screamed. He held me together while I fell apart at the seams. His shaft still buried deep while he shook, his seed filling whatever space was left around it. He came. My own mess was all over his chest and then mine when it dripped back down again.
I'm going to hell. I was just fucked by the man of my dreams all because we both had far too much to drink. I should have stopped it. I should have been in control. I should have-
"I love you," the words escaped me before I could even register what they were going to be. The look of complete trust and understanding softened his eyes. The smile on his face, far too sweet for someone like me to ever describe, was slowly lost from my view as he came closer to whisper his answer.
"I know," he kissed me so there was no denying where or how he wanted it. "I've always loved you," he whispered the words but his kisses came too fast for me to think of anything else but him and when he pulled back I gasped at the emptiness only for him to thrust in again to fill me all over again. He moved, thrusting, filling, aggravating the cum he already left inside of me until I couldn't think at all from the pleasure. "I'm not letting you go again," his tone told me that he was warning me about something but at the moment I just can't figure out what.
"Good."
***
"Good morning Kacchan," I heard his sweet voice, thick with sleep, fill my ears and I opened my eyes to see that it was far too fucking bright so I slammed them shut again. I hummed anyway though, carefully turning so that I could snuggle into his broad strong chest and away from the evil that was the morning sun.
"We might have drank a little too much last night," he groaned but when my heart froze at his words it thawed immediately when his arms pulled me closer. I only hummed, letting him know that I heard him but I didn't argue. My lower back will be screaming at me later I'm sure but right now, everything is absolutely perfect. I'm in his thick strong arms and he is gently kissing my shoulder and the side of my neck, trying to wake me up but I don't want to. What if last night was only a dream? What if I'm actually alone in my bed right now?
I don't want that!
His kisses are turning ticklish thanks to the stubble now on his jaw, how is it that he can grow facial hair so quickly? The noises leaving my throat can't be described as anything less than giggles, maybe pearls of joy if a particularly specific author were to hear them but I still can't help it.
I'm so happy.
I reached forward, letting my hands caress his firm body as they traveled up his abs and chest and then his neck. I didn't bother to hide the smirk on my face as I did it but I was stubborn and refused to open my eyes. When my hands were on either side of his face I pulled him in for a kiss just to hear him giggle sleepily. Fuck, is this how he is going to respond to me acting cute? I just might do this all the fucking time.
"Kacchan? Please? I want to see your eyes," I could hear the pout in his voice but that didn't stop him from giving me small kisses so I'm not complaining.
"Hmmm, only if I get to see those rich emeralds you call eyes too," I flirted giving him another kiss. I could feel his smile with my hands still on his face guiding him for each kiss.
"Yes," he whispered before adding, "anything to see the fire in yours." Now I really want to tease him, slowly blinking my eyes open but that only seemed to work against me when I saw the sweet serenity in front of me. The deep greens overlapping to create the rich vibrant green of his irises almost stole my breath away. I've never seen anyone with such pure green eyes like his before. Even Auntie's had hints of gold in them but not Deku's. The contrast from when he uses his quirk is almost scary, light will glow from them when he is using OFA but there are times when he is pushing himself that I swear his eyes are turquoise. It's rare and I don't know what causes it but all the rest of the time it's some kind of green, even with the light. Sometimes a toxic green, others electric but always a clear green color.
Right now though his eyes are just that deep rich green that would put the deepest forest and oceans to shame. His eyes alone could make a homesick fairy cry if they ever saw them.
"I love you," I sighed, relaxing into his arms as if I only just arrived instead of spending the night in them.
"Do you really?" He asked timidly, the question all on its own hurt to hear but the way his eyes avoided mine hurt even more. I pulled his face to face mine again before saying anything though. Searching those deep irises for the answer before the words left my mouth.
"Do you wish it was just the alcohol talking?" My voice was low, even I could hear how fragile it sounded. The thought hurt me. The idea that he was only comfortable sleeping with me because we drank far too much made me feel dirty but I could understand it. If that's what he wants then I can pretend to still have far too much in my system before he leaves again.
"No! Not at all! It's just. I don't know, is it too good to be true? I've wished for you, to just accept me once but now... I don't want to let you go," he swallowed but I didn't leave him waiting and kissed him again. And again and again, I pushed him onto his back and hissed at the protest that my back was screaming at me while I climbed on top of him.
"Don't. Then I'll never let you go," I whispered before kissing him with everything that I had, my very soul felt like it was reaching out for him and how he was responding, just as desperately and needy as I was had my heart soaring. I was forced to let him go though, gasping for air during what felt like such a short span of time.
"We should take a shower, something tells me that we never got around to cleaning up last night," he grinned, his eyes trailing down my skin, making me frown and look down at myself. Dry flakes of what I assume was cum was still there but I could also see it more clearly on him so why does he have that look on his face?
"I don't remember cuming anywhere, except inside of you," he smirked and I felt my face light up with heat. Oh! If he only came inside then that means that everything on us right now is from me. Me? How long did he have me screaming for him last night? How in the hell did I actually get so much on us?
He sat up quickly, almost making me fall over but he easily caught me, supporting my waist and lower back to prevent hurting me at the same time. "Let me help with that," he was still smirking but I could barely focus thanks to the delicious ache currently flooding me thanks to the change of position. The resulting moan ripped itself out of me without a thought to how he might take it and thankfully he took it in exactly the right way.
Right, to the shower, he carefully set the water before walking in with me still in his arms, my legs wrapped around his hips, he leaned me against the shower wall after only rinsing us both off and the evil glint in his eyes sparkled even more. Like hell I'm going to fight him when I want exactly the same thing. Nope, instead I wrapped my arms over his shoulders to help him position me better. The feel of the hot water running down my skin set my nerves on high alert while I cried out at the welcome pressure between my legs.
His thrust wasn't nearly as wild as last night but he was holding us both up in the wet shower. My nails dragged across his skin far too easily thanks to the water and the noises he made only made me want to do it again. The low hum, deep growls and I swear he purred like a fucking cat a few times just to pull out and let his cum go down the shower drain. Right, he is trying to clean me out, not fill me. In the end though it just made me more needy and he was more than happy to give me exactly what I wanted. His shaft thrusting as far and deep as it could go. He bottomed me out and I could never even begin to describe the noises that I made.
His eyes caged me, trapping me only to devour me when his mouth met mine. I never want this to stop. I never want it to end.
My waist was tilted so that he could push as far as he could, grinding into the back of me, my back arched off the wall and I couldn't seem to figure out whether to kiss, bite or otherwise attack my lover or throw him the reins and submit to him altogether.
"Careful, I don't want to drop you," he growled. He's close, I know he is, even the way he is holding me is rougher than before but that didn't help me stay still, not at all. "If you can't hold still then I'll have to turn you around, do you want to try that?" His voice a low growl in my ear. I don't remember answering him, only the panic of feeling him pull out while so close. He held me up by my waist, my legs refusing to untangle from him even as he pushed back in, my arms now holding me up against the cool shower wall.
He slowly thrusted in, grinding against every angle he could and he did. Once, twice... "AAAAHHH!" I cried out, my body coiled so tight that the explosive release was nearly too much for me. I could faintly make out the stream of cum that escaped me only to feel Deku thrust again and again until he pulled out and there was a second stream near where mine had been.
"Next time we'll take a bath and you can just cum inside me anyway," I hummed, barely awake but his chuckles seemed to vibrate through me.
"So there will be a next time?" He asked playfully, even as winded as we both were I couldn't help the broken laugh that I responded with.
"Damn well better be a next time," I hissed between gasps, a light chuckle still there. Thankfully he didn't try to put me down because that wouldn't have worked out well for me. Instead he carefully laid me down on the shower floor.
"Enjoy the hot water and I'll change the sheets real quick. I think we both need to sleep after that," his laughter was playful and light but I could still hear the exhaustion through it anyway. I nodded, accepting the soap and rag to clean myself up with while he left me alone.
I was barely awake when he came back to finish cleaning himself up and even though the water was cold I didn't actually care. The feel of his warm arms were more than enough for me and he carried me back to bed after helping me to dry off.
"I really won't let you go," I whispered and he giggled, kissing my forehead before pulling the blankets over both of us.
***
"Come on, there is this diner that serves the best breakfast all day and all night," Deku chuckled while helping me up. His hands easily rubbed away most of the stiffness before he helped me into something decent enough to at least go home in. He helped me get home and then he helped me change but only after swearing to help me break in my apartment later but I had to tell him that it wasn't sound proofed.
"Your apartment isn't soundproof?" He looked at me surprised and I couldn't help shrugging.
"Too many times my neighbors have filed complaints about a pro hero not helping when they needed me too. I keep getting shitty ass neighborhoods," I scowled at the thought. I have had some really shitty luck with apartments. All because of my shitty personality, but I guess it is better than when I was a kid and getting praised for being a little shit. Doesn't help me now though.
"I'll try to be quiet," he smirked, he is lying through his teeth and we both know it.
"The hell you will. Get me kicked out, my lease ends in a few weeks anyway," this could be fun. Why would I stop him? There aren't any kids around or anything, just nosey ass fuckers who won't leave me the fuck alone. Especially the girl next door, I have told her on countless occasions that I am gay. Deku actually laughed out loud when he saw the sign on my front door that said only gay men past this point because the bitch really thought she could invite herself in.
I'm serious.
Crazy fucking people. I can't even say she is the only one because I had to add with permission to my sign when I actually had gay men knocking on my door. At least they knocked though.
Once I was presentable Deku still had to help support me but it just looks like we are lovers, the way his arm wrapped around my waist was just soothing and warm and fuck now I want to kiss him and we are in the middle of the fucking street. Then again, I'm not exactly subtle...
"Hey," I cooed gently in his ear and he paused enough to turn towards me. I already had one arm around his shoulders so that only really helped as I carefully pulled him in for another kiss. "I love you."
"Kacchan! We're in the middle of the street!" He whispered in his shock, the way his eyes widened at the simple gesture just made me want to cuddle him more.
Damn it, I really needed to get laid that's for fucking sure.
"It was only a small kiss," I pointed out but the blush on his face was just too adorable. "Was it not enough?" He quickly shook his head no but that was followed by a groan.
"Kacchan it's never enough when it comes to you," he admitted and this time I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"Then take it. I want you to have it and it's not like we're working. We ARE on a date aren't we?" I pointed out while leaning my head against his. There isn't a soul in this world that could mistake us for anything but lovers and I want to keep it that way.
"Are you sure? Once we come out to the public then-,"
"I don't care," I interrupted flatly. I gave him another kiss to soften my words though. "I only want you and that's all I care about." He didn't answer or question after that though, not verbally. He took us to a small park and stepped to the side for us to talk but now neither of us were too interested in words. Not with how his tongue was strangling mine in my mouth.
"Hmmm, much better," I hummed when he pulled away slowly. Careful not to try and upset me again or more likely, not wanting our kiss to end too quickly.
"I'm trying so hard to be respectful. You have no idea how I'm trying not to just claim you in front of the world," he groaned and the thought alone made me smirk.
"Too bad. I kind of like that idea," I winked at him, he froze for a second before realizing that I was only flirting but that only seemed to dawn on him when I moved my head to the side for him, suggesting that he give me a hickey.
After our little giggle fit and kisses I tugged his hand towards the path we were on before. "Wasn't there somewhere that has the best 24 hour breakfast?" I teased him only for him to pull me closer than before his arm firmly wrapped around my waist now as he led the way laughing. Dear All Might, I love his laugh.
The diner he brought me too didn't have the best breakfast. It was better! It was the greatest! They had ghost peppers and Carolina Reapers! On their menu? Fuck yeah! They made me sign some papers about the pepper but I don't even care. For once I'm not the one that has to cook it and I get to actually enjoy it.
"I told you it was the best," Deku smiled at me brightly. He had found us a corner booth for our little date and I am more than happy to take full advantage of that!
"I'm not letting you go," I crooned in his ear and again, he is red faced but this time he is smiling and just letting me do whatever I want and right now. Well right now I want kisses. In particular, I want ticklish kisses that scream look away to anyone unfortunate enough to walk past. And I'm going to get them.
"Kacchan!" He half squealed and half whispered from my assault and just yeah, I'm not stopping. By the time the waitress came back with our order Deku wasn't the only one bright red and several diners were looking away. Too bad for them. I'm only being cute and flirty, not inappropriate in the least so the only person who didn't seem too embarrassed was our waitress and she looked more like she was cheering me on.
"That tickles," he was laughing hysterically from my onslaught and that just made me want to stop even less.
"Sorry gentlemen, your food is here," the woman announced as if she didn't want to interrupt and hey, I sure as fuck didn't. I pouted only for Deku's eyes to brighten teasingly and he gave me a quick kiss.
"Today is just starting," I heard him whisper and now it's my turn to blush. I need to remember to put a copy of my sound proofing removal order on my door before we lock it tonight. I don't want to be interrupted.
"I think it will be a big bang," I choked on my sausage only to find him smirking evilly at me. He did that on purpose! No wait, he did that on purpose?
"I think the fireworks planned for tonight will be a hit," he took a bite without losing eye contact. Dear Lord in heaven, is he really going to turn our quirks into cheesy pickup lines? Why am I loving this?
"A real smash hit," I smirked back at him but my face feels like it's on fire from saying something so fucking corny but the way his eyes lit up told me that I hit the nail on the head.
"Can't wait to see all those explosions, promises to be huge," he teased this time his hand was on my leg and going up my thigh. It took him no time at all to find out what kind of state he had riled me into but that also didn't stop his hand from rubbing it under the table.
"Better eat, there's a lot to do still," he whispered in my ear before taking yet another bite of his own food. Note to self; corney, cheesy flirting is a yes. Hand holding and other sweet gestures are an obvious yes but I was not expecting to fall for pick up lines embedded in puns. Do I regret it?
That green that brings light into my life is solely trained on me and I have all his focus.
Hell no, I don't regret it!
"Kiss me," I leaned my head on his shoulder just so I could act cute and if the sparkles in his eyes are anything to go by, I think I won something. He gave me my prize, my kiss was short but sweet and thanks to our meal it was extra spicy too.
"Why does everyone think that you only eat cotton candy and katsudon?" I asked after I straightened back up again but this time I am offering him a bite of my omelet from hell and he is giving me some of his ghost pepper bacon.
"No idea," he shrugged, licking the extra spicy pepper cream sauce on my cheek with a kiss. "It makes hero signings so uncomfortable when that's somehow the only food there," he let out a sigh before returning to giving me ticklish hot kisses. Our far too sweet breakfast ended but then again it is after 2 in the afternoon.
"Where to next?" I asked him, letting him lead our date like he seemed to want. He flashed me a bright smile before taking me to an amusement park and I would say that he dragged me from ride to ride but we were both far too excited to care about our ages or what the public thought of us. Although somehow no one seemed to really notice us? Somehow.
Usually I go about my personal business with a face mask and sunglasses with a ball cap thanks to how unique my hair and eyes coloration combination are. But maybe I won't worry about it in the future?
"Come on Kacchan!" He giggled while tugging on my hand and I couldn't help laughing out loud when he dragged us to yet another ice cream stand, the cotton candy stands far, far away and avoided at all cost. "Two lemon cones please," he ordered our favorite and paid when I decided that I wanted to hug him from behind.
"Kacchan?" He asked nervously, accepting the cones so I didn't have to let him go.
"I'm just thinking that I was really a dumbass not accepting your hand all those years ago," I sighed, giving him a gentle squeeze before a kiss on his neck.
"Maybe you're right," he whispered but then he smiled at me and gave me a kiss before turning so I could take my cone from him. "But I'm glad I have you now," he added and smiled brightly before taking my hand.
"And I'm never letting go," I agreed, threading my fingers with his before pulling him to an empty bench and laying my head on his shoulder.
"Neither am I," he agreed softly and we watched the sunset while we finished our sweet treat. Before I could get the nerve to stand up though he pulled me tight against him and whispered, "right about now." Only for a trail of light to snake up into the sky before exploding.
"How?" I asked not sure what was going on but the sky filled with fireworks regardless.
"There is usually a small firework display on Saturdays but I may have asked for a small favor," he grinned, hugging me tight.
"Of course you did," I chuckled before adding, "kiss me." Fuck it, if he wants to wine and dine me I'll let him. It feels good, I like it and the fact we are both men makes me care even less.
His strong arms circled around my back and waist carefully but firmly, holding me against him. "Kacchan," he whispered and I hummed into the kiss he gave me. "Can we go to your place?" He asked softly, my arms draped over his shoulders while I kissed him, I was only barely able to keep the fact we were in public still in the back of my mind.
"Let's go," I didn't try to get up, already knowing that he would set me on my feet again. Fireworks filled the sky until we exited the park but I have a theory that there is going to be more than one big bang tonight.
My door locked, my sign hung up for all the nosey ass fuckers, much to Deku's amusement and I carefully led him to my bedroom where the real fireworks were a smash hit.
***
*Ring*Ring*Ring*
I let out a groan before picking up my phone and grumbling a, "what the fuck do you want?" Not caring who was on the other end of the line.
*Sigh* "Dynamight, what in the hell were you two thinking?" I heard the far too tired voice was my former teacher and now supervisor on the other end.
"You first. What the fuck do you want Eraserhead?" I rolled my eyes but smiled when Deku pulled me back into his arms and started kissing on my neck and ignoring the phone altogether.
"Turn on the news, channel 11," he instructed instead of answering me. I relayed the information to Deku who quickly did so only to turn his back to the TV and crawl under the covers. The news played a clear video of us on our date yesterday, starting with pictures someone had taken while we were at the diner and then short video clips of the amusement park and I didn't try to keep quiet and instead just hung up the phone so I could focus on how my lover used his mouth to blow my mind. I didn't bother to answer the phone when it rang again and when it stopped ringing Deku climbed up my body kissing as he went.
"I want more," he whispered grinning while he climbed up my body. He didn't need to wait on an answer though. My legs wrapped around his hips at the same time my hands were pulling him in for a proper good morning kiss and had me crying out the moment he couldn't hold back anymore. His strong thrust had my quirk going off in no time at all and it took what little control I had to make sure I didn't hurt him but I'm sure that I'll find small flash burns on his shoulders again. Just like I'm sure I'll find slightly larger bruises on my waist from him holding me too tight.
***
*RING*
Is it possible for my actual ringtone to sound as pissed as what I'm sure the caller currently was? I picked up the phone still feeling the after sex glow even though Deku was currently threatening the news station's producer with not only a headache of a lawsuit but also a lifetime ban for any and all interviews and public appearances.
"Can't you let me enjoy Deku's nasty side even a little bit?" I asked, my caller id showing that this time he was calling from his own phone instead of headquarters. Probably because I temporarily blocked the office number.
"When you say nasty...?" I could hear him not only deflate but hold his breath. I muted him and put it on speakerphone so he could hear what I was hearing.
"-and I'm saying that if the current number six and seven pro heroes suddenly refused to appear on your network it would look really bad. Don't you think so? ... Me? Of course not. Why would it reflect badly on either of us when you were obviously harassing pro heroes during their personal time and then choose to broadcast it for the world to see? How would it look bad exactly? I don't understand your reasoning? ... Because we aren't engaging with the public? Last I checked a hero was not required to broadcast their home or personal lives whatsoever and by suggesting,-"
I took him off speaker and turned the mute off again. "I am personally loving how pissed he is. I don't get to see this side of him nearly enough," I chuckled while reaching over and caressing his face for a moment. I turned my focus, although with a lot of difficulty, back to my phone. "So what did you want this time?"
"Your apartment complex called to file a noise complaint," he groaned, probably already guessing what the noise was.
"Hmmm, did you read the last complaint on my file from them?" I asked, not even remotely upset. I'm actually kind of enjoying this.
"No, why would-, give me a minute," he sighed and I heard him mumbling. "Failure to respond to a potential emergency situation which resulted in the clear removal of any and all... Are you fucking serious?"
"Soundproofing. Keep going, it gets better," I encouraged him. I heard him groan but he started reading again.
"Seven trespassing complaints from the hero in question and a strict no contact court order has been put into place for the resident in apartment 6H thanks to her being found naked on the couch in the hero's... Are you really serious?"
"Keep reading~," I could almost purr from how hot protective Deku is and I am enjoying the show. The fact that he is licking and sucking me off at the same time? Well, no one else needs to know that.
"Eight additional trespassing complaints for random men standing around waiting at the hero's apartment door and ... You know what? I'll call you back. Answer the phone," I could hear how aggravated he was but I only hummed, still very happy with the situation.
"Call from this number then. I'm leaving the office blocked for the rest of the day," he grumbled but didn't argue, hanging up just in time for me to see Deku doing the same, only he was licking his drool and probably some cum off my dick.
"Think you can go again?" He asked with those hopeful, flirty green eyes of his. Fuck, those green gems could have me walking into the gates of hell with a fucking wink.
"Get up here," I rasped only for his dark chuckles to fill my ears.
***
"Hey Dynamight? When the hell did you start dating Deku? I thought you two hated each other. Or was all that sexual tension?" A random extra who called themselves something or another called out while I was walking by his desk on the way to mine.
"You're jealous and you know it," was my only answer and I heard several people agree but no one wanted to say so very loudly. Of course I knew Deku was popular. He is probably the hottest hero besides me active now.
Well... I would admit that Icyhot is hot. Not enough for me to roll over for him though. Nope, that was strictly Deku's privilege. I can't help smiling at my thoughts. Like I would do any of those things for anyone but Deku? Not a fucking chance.
Still the thought of his beaming smile when he saw something he absolutely wanted to do, only to grab my hand to lead the way or how even when some little kid came up while I was kissing the ice cream from his face as pay back for him doing it earlier, it all just made me want to melt at the cuddly cuteness that was my lover. Then thoughts of the bedroom came to mind and how he made sure that I got exactly what I wanted and then some. It's pretty easy to figure out what kind of lover he is but I'm glad that I never really thought about it outside of my fantasies before we actually got together. A service top is not what I expected but he does it so fucking well that honestly I would let him do anything to me if he said he wanted to. He was just that fucking good.
"Dynamight?" I looked up and saw Best Jeanest standing in front of me, looking like he saw something unexpected but I don't have a clue what.
"What do you want, old man?" I asked while flipping through the pile of papers from my assignments for the day. We were gone for three days thanks to the large mission we went on and that's why we had so many days off together. Usually our off days would be scattered all over the fucking place but once the mission was done Kirishima and the rest begged for a little get together at a local bar and well. That's how the best weekend of my life started.
"I hear congratulations are in order," I looked up at him confused.
"What?" I tilted my head and focused on him, not bothering to look at the papers in front of me now.
"You're in a new relationship aren't you? Or have you and Deku been together for a while now?" He tried again but now I'm irritated.
"Nosey ass fuckers," I rolled my eyes and went back to work. It took him far too long to realize I wasn't going to answer but at least he understood that he didn't have a right to ask again. He shouldn't have asked in the first place.
I finally got all my paperwork sorted out and after checking my route for the day took off. Finally away from the damn desk. It really wouldn't bother me if it were a regular day but thanks to that long ass mission we did before I had to fill out a bunch of paperwork going over basically the same shit that I did before I left for my long weekend.
I had a bunch of kids asking for autographs and a few adults. Several women asked about my love life and so did a handful of men. Why the hell is it any of their business? It's not. I have a feeling that my bad mood is reflected on my face because none of them stick around to hear my answer, or more realistically my cursing.
There was a scream from a few blocks over and I ran, calling it on my radio in case I would need backup but when I turned the corner I could only curse. There was a fucker holding a woman by her throat demanding answers while she meekly answered with tears in her eyes. Fucking great, now I have to deal with a hostage situation too? Today is just shit. I should have stayed in bed with Deku.
"Let the woman go, put your hands in the air!" I called out several more instructions but the villain turned his head and cursed a string of curses of his own. "Yeah it's fucking sucks. The world has plenty of villains in it so there needs to be a lot of heroes, now do what you're told!" I snapped at him when I heard him complaining about heroes showing up uninvited. I mean really? Does he actually think he has a leg to stand on here? Because he doesn't.
"Look, I just want my money back," the villain called over his shoulder towards me.
"And I want to win the lottery but you know life sucks," I rolled my eyes.
"I'm serious, she stole my wallet," he tried again.
"Great! Then it would have your ID in it and we can get this all sorted out easy," I smirked, I highly doubt that's the case. If that were the case then he could have just reported the wallet stolen and gotten everything back later. Unless there was a ton of cash that is. The kind of cash from drug deals and wouldn't you know it. There has been a drug ring in the area that no one seems to be able to catch. Maybe my luck is turning around after all?
"I'm pro hero Dynamight, what's your name and quirk?" I asked next, giving them a minute to actually comply with my orders. So far so good the guy has let the woman's feet touch the ground.
I didn't hear his name, but I'm not actually worried about it anyway. "My quirk is submission," he called out clearly.
"That should make this easy then. I'm telling you to put her down and let me put quirk canceling cuffs on you," I'm in a defensive position because nothing is that easy.
"No, I make others submissive. I don't know the woman's name but her quirk makes people do things she tells them to do if you look into her eyes when they glow," well fuck. If he is telling the truth then things just got really fucking complicated.
"I have two suspects at Shinobu Street by the bank of Japan. One extremely hostile with a self admitted submission quirk and the other possibly hostile suspect with an unconfirmed mind control quirk. Send backup now," I focus my attention on the man for the moment.
"Alright, you heard all that didn't you? I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt and I don't do that too fucking often," I raised my voice to make sure he could hear my clearly. "Now I need to see some kind of good faith here so that I don't get extremely violent. Move your hand from her throat to her mouth," I directed him, my hands out stretched ready to send him to the fucking Moon if he didn't comply this time.
"I can't. My quirk only works if I use my left hand and my left arm is broken," well shit. He is wearing a sling. In other words he is keeping her silent by strangling her.
"You can't strangle her, I will use MY quirk if you don't comply. You don't want that," I steadied myself, getting ready to set off an explosion. "Where the fuck is my backup?" I demanded through my comms but I'm not getting an answer. Fuck my life.
I circle around the guy to get a better look at the other arm. It's in a sling but I can't see a cast. I also can't tell if there's isn't one. Fuck. Why in the fuck isn't anyone answering the radio?
"I'm going to come over and you're going to give her to me. You're going to sit on the ground and we're going to get through this without killing anyone. Do you understand?"
"You don't get it! If I don't get him the money then my little girl... *sob*" I see his fingers tighten and the woman gasped but otherwise stayed silent, too afraid to actually make a noise. Why do my bad feelings always win? Just why? Am I really dealing with multiple hostage situations today? Really?
And why in the hell does this feel like a setup?
I called over my radio again but again there was no answer. I refocused on the suspects to see them both looking at me, one very afraid and one very angry. I shouldn't get any closer. I know I shouldn't, so why do I keep stepping closer? I'm only two, maybe three steps away when I jumped back startled. How in the fuck? The guy starts monologuing as if he didn't notice and the woman lets out a silent cry and again I stop myself from getting closer to them. Why? I've never just walked up to suspects before. It's against my nature. Self preservation is vitally important as a hero. The woman squeaked again, this time I actually heard her voice, as faint as it was I still heard it and I found myself coming closer but this time I can't seem to stop my legs.
What the fuck is-, fuck. It was a fucking trap. They seemed to realize at the same time that I was caught and the guy finally let the woman's neck go but even so, there was a nasty red mark from him strangling her.
"You really didn't have to squeeze so hard," she pouted but now that she isn't gasping for air I could tell that her voice was like a chime, a tell tale sign that her quirk was related to her voice. Damn it all.
"It had to look real, sorry my dear," the bastard doesn't look like he's fucking sorry. "Come now Dynamight, on your knees now," he chuckled and the hand that was in the sling was moving with ease and he put it against my face and I dropped to my knees the moment he made contact. "Was that so hard?" The way he answered pissed me off but my body was completely relaxed and I couldn't move or talk at all.
"How do you like my quirk?" The woman asked, smirking slyly while leaning on the man. "It mesmerizes those that see me and pulls them closer, then if they hear my voice they can't help but come closer. The closer you are the stronger it is," she giggled and I just wanted to scream at them both but I couldn't even feel my face right now. "Awe don't worry, you look like you are exactly where you want to be," she smiled and I just wanted to curse even more. How often have they done this to know the questions popping up in my head?
"We should hurry, he did manage to get that first radio call through before he was close enough to fall under the effect," the man whispered looking around and now I really want to scream. Is that why no one was answering my radio calls? Why did... I see. The fucking woman.
"Don't worry Hun, we won't do anything too bad to you," she giggled before adding. "We just want a taste of Deku too. I mean how could he actually settle for you? Just you? What makes you so great? We just want a taste," she started giggling again but I could feel the blood drain from my face.
They plan to rape me.
"Oh don't make that face, we'll make it fun for you too," the man chuckled. I'm going to fucking kill them! Die! Fucking damnit! Why can't I say anything? Argh!
"Kacchan?" The most beautiful voice in the world drifted into my ears, through the ear piece. "Can you respond at all?" Again I couldn't answer. "If you don't answer me then I'm going to assume that you can't." Of course that was again met with silence.
"Kacchan, I'm going to open your mic," he added after not hearing anything and the two in front of me were still bickering over how and where they were going to force themselves on me. "I'm going to kill them," his voice sounds homicidal with how low he had gotten which only turned me on.
"The harder you fight my quirk the more submissive you will be," the man chuckled, probably misunderstanding something. The fact is that a pissed Deku is a fucking hot Deku probably never entered his mind.
"And the harder you resist my quirk the more obedient you will be," the woman giggled happily. "I wonder which one of us you will like more?" Damn it. Can't they shut the fuck up? I want to listen to Deku now.
There was a lot of chatter over the radio now that Deku had opened my mic and everyone could hear the fact that I was actually under the influence of a villain's quirks. Plans were made but none of them came to light because Deku came through smashing the jaw of the man and flinging him backwards and far away from me but that didn't stop Deku. He threw himself forward and before the woman could even take a breath he had a hand over her mouth and was already working on cuffing her before she could breathe from the impact. He basically flew by me grabbing the cuffs off of me and the man was cuffed before he could even look around and that's when the place flooded with pro heroes and cops but I could only stay where I was, kneeling and unmoving. Did the villains even say how it was that his quirk stopped? I can't be stuck like this forever!
Deku seemed to agree because he was straight murderous when he got a hold of the fucker again but they were too far away for me to hear what was said. Someone actually had to pull Deku off of him because Deku ended up punching him but again, I'm just stuck unmoving while Deku is dragged off of the villain.
"Deku, Dynamight can't move shouldn't you check on him?" Icyhot asked, making Deku freeze and turn to face me. They finally let him go and he came to me, kneeling in front of me.
"Kacchan can you hear me?" He asked softly and his hand caressed my cheek making me let out a soft moan at the gentle touch. "Oh Kacchan, this is a really perverted quirk," I can't help but agree but it's not like I could actually answer him right now. "I know how to relieve the quirk but please don't get upset with me about it later, I don't know how to undo the effects though," he pleaded. Fuck, those green eyes again. I could stare into them forever but right now he is tearing up and the fact he is still pissed, wasn't lost on me either.
"I'm going to pick you up now," he whispered and again I'm moaning at his touch. The electrifying feeling of his skin meeting mine would have actually made me cum if it wasn't for the fact that we both wear gloves. Perverted quirk doesn't seem to even scratch the surface on how it is making me feel. "Kacch-?" He asked but then he was muffled. My lips desperately on his now that he was so close.
"More," I heard the whisper that begged for him with my voice. The look on Deku's face sent a chill through me but I couldn't stop, not with his arms holding me. I know that he is just carrying me, truly I do, but my body and actions seem to have a mind all their own and honestly I don't want to fight it. Not with it being Deku.
"Kacchan, tell me at least this. Did either of them already touch you? Did they kiss you?" His voice was so low and just deadly and I swear that if anyone cared to look they would probably see my hard on through my thick pants.
"Never," I answered, kissing along his jaw and I felt his muscles relax just a little before he started walking again.
"Just a little longer," he whispered to himself, letting me kiss on his neck while he carried me. I can't keep my hands off of him and the one time I looked up I saw a handful of other pro heroes, taking several steps back while we passed them. Like I would ever touch any of them? Never.
"You don't understand! My quirk makes them submit to ME! Not just anyone!" I could hear the villain from before screaming but I ignored it as I softly bit into Deku's neck loving the way his fingers tightened their grip.
"Kacchan, who do you want?" He asked nearly silently and I hummed my answer loving how he gasped when I bit his earlobe. "I can't take you home right now. But I could lock my office?" He offered and I crooned in agreement and the next thing I knew wind was rushing past me as we flew through the air. It didn't really feel like time was passing by at all and then he was gently panting and leaning against the inside of his office door.
I wiggle a little and he lets me go so that I'm standing in front of him, my hands unbuckling his belt, careful not to drop it. I heard a slight echo when he breathed out slowly, reminding me that we are wearing comms.
I took mine out without a second thought and set off an explosion destroying the damn thing before I pulled him in for a kiss, the kind I could try and suck out his very soul with. I saw a spark but by the time I turned to actually look at it there was only electrical parts, Deku had crushed his comm and was now taking off his gloves. I felt him push on my shoulders and I let my knees touch the ground, his pants falling down with me.
"You know what I want?" He asked, his eyes glazed over with lust. I don't think I even nodded, instead I kissed his very hard, very ready head through the fabric of his boxers and started to pull him out.
*Knock*knock*knock*
"Go the fuck away," Deku shouted, not bothering to try and keep his voice steady while I wrapped my tongue around him and guided him inside. I watched as his face turned a bright pink until he couldn't keep silent anymore and then he was biting his glove to keep the noise down. His quirk zapping around him at times but his eyes stayed on me, watching while I eagerly sucked him into the back of my throat.
"Deku, the villain said there is no cure. Dynamight will never again let anyone touch him until he can submit to him," someone called through the closed door, their voice muffled to the point that I couldn't tell who it was.
"They're lying!" He called back, flinching when I deep throated, finally closing my eyes and just enjoying it. He's close, I know he is but I don't want to let him go. Not ever.
"Deku, we've already received reports on this guy's quirk. He isn't lying," they tried again and this time Deku opened the door, letting Icyhot see in while I'm still on my knees, whining at how he almost pulled out of my mouth. "Oh," was the only thing he could say when he saw me.
"And I said he is lying," Deku hissed only to let out a small moan when I was able to pull him back again. "Just find out the details of the quirk and message them to me. We'll figure it out from there," he tried to regain his control but it was pretty clear that I wasn't letting him go. He shut the door again, locking it before saying, "I'm going to cum. Will you swallow for me?" His voice was only a light whisper but my heart shuttered in response while I nodded eager for my treat. I felt him pulse in my mouth and then again with the rush of hot seed going down my throat. I barely registered at all that he flipped a switch by the door. What was that for again? I feel like I should know. It wasn't a light switch.
I let him go, letting the hot seed roll around my tongue before swallowing and licking my lips. Was he always so tasty? Why do I remember him being bitter this morning? Nevermind, it's not important. His eyes watched me but he didn't refuse when I licked him back into my mouth, carefully licking up any that I could have missed.
"I want to fill you," he looked at me dreamily and I smirked. "Will you let me?" my grip tightened on his ass and I hummed in agreement, loving how he gasped in response.
"Get on the couch, on your back," he stopped requesting or asking and I smirked at him excitedly. I did as I was told, he had me remove each article of clothing so slowly it felt painful but then he would gently touch and pet me, exciting me all over again. By the time he had me completely naked, I wasn't the only one excited.
He put a hand just below my navel, "I'm going to fill you to the point you leak out more than what I can put in," his eyes were clouded over and briefly I wondered which one of us was hit with the quirk. "Don't swallow this time. I don't have any lube in here," his dick was next to my face but I had no trouble at all sucking him back into my mouth again.
It probably took longer than it should have for me to realize that he was going to cum. The way he was pulling my hair and thrusted into my mouth should have told me but my mouth was going numb and I could barely hear him. "Do not swallow," his voice barely drifted to my ears and then my mouth was full of the hot fluid, this time I couldn't swallow though. He pulled away so he could whisper in my ear.
"Hold it in your mouth, I'll tell you when you can swallow," then he got on his knees and sucked ME into his mouth. I jerked and moaned, almost gagging a few times thanks to the load in my mouth but when I finally couldn't take it anymore he swallowed greedily around me, licking me clean before coming back to me.
"Now use what's in your mouth and cover me well. I'll use it for lube," his words barely registered in my head as I did as I was told and it wasn't long before his now throbbing cock was covered in the mix of spit and cum. He even took some to rub around between my legs before letting me swallow the rest. Gasping when he thrusted in, not waiting.
"Oh Kacchan, I want to fill all of you," his voice was dreamy and his eyes weren't even focused but when he pulled out again just to thrust back harder he had my whole body responding with need. I couldn't keep quiet and he didn't give me time to even try. I felt him cum, it really didn't take long but now I understand why he gave me a blow job first. My quirk.
Or more accurately the effect of my quirk on his body.
"Hmmm, so good," he murmured, my arms draped over his shoulders, his tongue diving into my mouth. His hands traveled down my body, knowing exactly what to do and exactly how to do it to make me thrash and scream from under him. My nails scratched up his back but I couldn't ever get a good hold of him and he would slam into me again.
"I'm-," he blocked the sound from coming out of my mouth but right when I couldn't hold myself together anymore he would pull away leaving me cold until I felt hot, wet, heat around my shaft and I couldn't stop myself from thrusting forward and cuming. Again and again, he filled me, drank my pleasure and riled me up all over again until I couldn't stop.
My body writhed from under him, a scream escaping me that I couldn't hold in, his pulsing cock still buried as deep as he could go but even with him holding still I couldn't. Not anymore. He stayed where he was, frozen in place while I couldn't stop, no wouldn't? Couldn't? I can't tell. My back arched high off the couch, I shook, squeezing around him, trying to pull him closer, harder, tighter. He held me tight, not letting me go but it took far too long for him to give in. I could barely see through the tears when he finally thrusted again. His mouth, tongue, teeth, he used it all to tease at my skin, my nerves completely fried when I exploded, my cum coating his skin but I doubt much came out of me, not after all this time.
I felt his warm sweet lips on mine but I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. He carefully untangled himself from me and I yelped when he pulled himself out of my extremely tender and sensitive body.
"It's okay, I'm here. It's all okay," he whispered hoarsely, I could feel his hand push the hair out of my face, the fact that I am so covered in sweat helped, preventing it from falling back into my eyes. Not that I could open my eyes anymore. Am I? I think I'm still crying but I can't actually tell. My body both hummed and screamed with pleasure.
I felt something against my leg and flinched. "Hmmm, looks like I've finally satisfied you," he giggled cutely but I flinched when I felt something else on my arm. "It's okay, I'm just wiping up some of the mess. I'll take you to the showers when I get you dressed," he whispered and although I tried not to flinch away I still did. His strong grip helped to lessen the ticklishness but I couldn't force my eyes open until he was helping me get dressed again.
"Hmmm," I tried to say something, anything but instead I could only blink a few times and watch him smile at me, already dressed.
"I'll take you to the showers," he hummed as if answering me, and I relaxed the moment his arms circled me, my face tucked into his neck and away from the light. He lifted me as if I were no heavier than air and right now? I just might be, to him. He has to be running off of adrenaline because I can't understand it otherwise.
The door opened and the fresh cool air hit my skin making me flinch back into his arms all over again, a low whine escaping me.
"Bro-," someone stopped Kirishima from saying anything else and I am thankful.
"Make way," Deku's voice was still so strong and clear, I couldn't help snuggling into him. Safe. I can just be me when I'm with him, no one else matters. No one at all.
I felt something graze my back through my shirt and I flinched so hard Deku probably should have dropped me but he didn't.
"I said, make way," Deku's usually calm and giggly voice was nowhere to be found if the murderous growl was anything to go by. I heard someone apologize but I couldn't make out who. A whine escaped me, normally I wouldn't let anyone see me like this but I'm in Deku's arms so somehow it doesn't seem so bad.
"Don't let anyone in the showers," Deku instructed someone but then I opened my eyes. We were already inside and several people were running out.
"Deku?" I asked, my voice rasping and breaking from the over stimulation of both screaming and his cock slamming into it.
"It's okay Kacchan. We need to get you cleaned up," he whispered but it's been too long since I last felt him in me and I whined when he started to lower me to the shower floor. I got on my knees and tried to pull him out. I need him, I need to make him feel good. I need...
"Kacchan, you can have anything you want. Slow down," he answered and suddenly I don't feel like I'm suffocating anymore. His touch, his skin, his kisses, my back supported by the shower wall.
Yes.
***
"Kacchan, time to wake up," Deku smiled when he saw my eyes open but I couldn't do anything but smile back. My lover. It took four days for the quirks to wear off and no one seems to understand how it was they affected me the way that they did. Only that it did and the villains were pissed, not that I care.
"Today we go back to work," he reminded me and I groaned. Can't I just lay in bed and relax with my lover? Is that really too much to ask for? "Come on, I'll try to rub your back in the shower," I perked up at that offer. We haven't even been dating for a week yet and every single shower has included sex. He saw the look on my face and laughed. "Sorry Kacchan, we don't have that much time," he chuckled but he helped me up anyway.
***
"Bro! You're back!" Kirishima yelled before literally jumping on me and if it weren't for Deku being next to me I would have landed on the ground.
"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME AND STAY OFF!" I screamed at not only him but the other self proclaimed Baku squad that were mid jump and Deku had to actually pull me out of the way and hold me when my legs gave out. My back is killing me.
"Sorry guys, Kacchan is going to be on light duty for the week," Deku tried to apologize but honestly it sounds like he is bragging more than anything.
"Only a week," I mocked but hissed when he tried to help me stand up straight. "Only a fucking week," I ended up grumbling to myself, hissing again when he helped me back to my feet instead of just carrying me.
"Bro, did Midobro actually break him?" I easily heard Kirishima ask someone because he doesn't understand volume control to save his life.
"I'll be at my desk if you actually need something," I rolled my eyes but as much as I would love for Deku to carry me home, my pride won't let him carry me to my desk so I started walking again and this time Kiri and Kami kept people from bumping into me and it wasn't until I was at my desk that I saw the fact that Sero was using his quirk to keep people from getting too close. I guess as far as friends go I could have been worse off.
"Oh Bakubabe~!" Ashido came running up but instead of jumping on me like the guys she instead tried to squeeze into my seat with me. "It's okay Babe. You can tell me. How was it? Was Midobabe everything you ever dreamed of?" She asked quietly in my ear. Somehow she learned back in highschool that I was crushing hard on Deku even though I never admitted it.
"Go away," I groaned and Deku was actually the one that laughed.
"Ah come on Kacchan, I would like to hear the answer to that one," he grinned before leaning down for a kiss. It didn't escape my notice that Ashido basically fell out of the chair at the same time. Jealous and protective, I like it.
"Everything and more, now will you all leave me the hell alone? Not you," I grabbed Deku before he could walk away, I grinned before tapping on my lips again. "I need more of those," he giggled at my playfulness but soon enough he had to pull away too.
"I'll bring you a hot cocoa later," he whispered and I hummed happily as I watched him leave.
"I supposed congratulations are in order then," I nearly jumped out of my skin. How in the hell did Best Jeanist sneak in? When?
"Go the fuck away," I snapped at him but he just chuckled, staying seated.
"I'm happy for you. You deserve to be happy just like everyone else," I swear he is smirking behind that damn jean collar of his. I swear!
"What the hell do you want?" I groaned, giving up on shooing him away.
"Just to let you know that the sound proofing in Deku's office is excellent but the showers don't have that same function," he closed his eyes ready for me to lash out at him but instead I smirked.
"So you're all fucking jealous? Go find your own man, or woman what the fuck ever," I shrugged and this time he laughed. Well whatever, I'm not giving Deku up for anything.
End.