A/N On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me... š
"Thank you so much for saving me!" The young man smiled as if he were meeting his hero but then again, I guess he was.
"No problem at all, it's what heroes do," I chuckled before running off and trying to find where I'm needed next. But it was slow going, a building had collapsed thanks to a villain with a vibrate/ earthquake like ability but thankfully there weren't too many people hurt and no one seemed to have actually died so that's good news at least. By the time I was actually dismissed for the day I was beyond exhausted but I was at least able to take a shower before going home. I still took a bath when I got home, trying to let the long day soak away but it didn't actually help. I ordered take out, enough for both of us before I got out of the water.
And by the time I finished a bottle of wine the doorbell rang and I found Kacchan getting home at the same time as the delivery driver was arriving.
"I heard you had a long night. Trying to drink it away?" He gave me a look but I just giggled, handing the delivery guy the money and he left, thankfully I ordered a case of beer with the food. "Come on, the food will get cold if we stay out here," Kacchan groaned, nudging me inside.
"Yes!" I giggled and it wasn't long before I was giggling like mad making silly faces at Kacchan who was looking at me like I was crazy but still watching all the same. Then he turned on the news and I went to the kitchen for another drink. I need a much stiffer drink.
~"In other news we have a video confession from the Golden boy himself! Innocent or naive, you be the judge!" It then goes to a scene I wish I could delete from existence.
"Deku!" A girl with bright red curls came running up to me while holding her obviously pregnant belly and I groaned just to find a bottle of whiskey in the cabinet. I didn't think we had anything hard in the apartment, it's the only reason I was drinking the wine that Kacchan usually uses for cooking and the beer I ordered with the takeout.
"You said you would marry me if I had your baby!" The girl on the screen acted all offended and instead of pouring a glass I grabbed the whole bottle. I opened the bottle just as the video showed that I told her that I didn't know her or know what she was talking about and there was an argument until what I said next I wish I could hide my head in the sand for. Actually, can ostriches actually do that or is that only something in cartoons?
"Please stop this, gay men don't typically get women pregnant," I tried again to leave, careful not to actually touch her in case her pregnant belly was real and not just a prop. I took a long swig from the bottle of whiskey before sitting down and Kacchan gave me a long side look but he stayed quiet as the news kept playing and I took another long swig. Seriously, how long before my mind is actually numb from this... news.
"It happens all the time and you didn't say anything about being gay when you were having your way with me!" The girl screamed, getting a lot of people's attention in the process. Can I actually drown myself in this bottle? Because I am really thirsty and I still feel like my mind is clear.
"Gay virgins don't get women pregnant!" I snapped before trying to leave again only this time I was somehow surrounded by reporters, no longer trying to keep hidden now that they got their scoop, arguably it was a much juicier piece of gossip because Japan's number one hero is still a virgin instead of like most heroes that sleep around a lot so of course I'm being turned into the center of attention for all the wrong reasons. The news station saw me mutter about something but it couldn't pick it up before I used my quirk to get away from there.
The public has been going crazy ever since and it was like I was a fleeing refugee by the end of my shift. I couldn't take the bus home or even walk home, people everywhere wouldn't stop pointing me out so in the end I had to take to the sky just to get away from them all. And when I got home I found the wine and well here I am. Drinking half a fifth of whiskey hoping I don't die from alcohol poisoning thanks to wine, beer and now whiskey.
"I think that's enough of that," Kacchan tried to take the bottle away but I gave him a glare that made even him pause.
"Are you keeping the news on?" I asked and he slowly looked at the TV and then me and after debating for a long time he picked up the remote and turned it off. I narrowed my eyes at him and took another swig, not trusting him, before giving him the bottle. He took the bottle to the kitchen and I'm pretty sure he hid it away, judging by all the noise he made before he came back out. I finished drinking my glass of water (because I'm not stupid enough to drink without hydrating) before getting up and stumbling my way back to the kitchen to refill the glass.
By the time I came back to the living room Kacchan had turned the TV back on but instead of the news it was an old All Might movie, which made me smile. I set my glass on the coffee table and curled up on the couch against Kacchan who looked shocked at the intimate gesture but I didn't care. Not today. I hugged him and cuddled him in my arms. It was a bit surprising that he actually let me but he stayed silent.
He must have thought I fell asleep during the movie because he kept trying to get up and I just growled at him until he stopped altogether. "Growling? Were you hit by a dog quirk or what?" He teased but I just glared at him until he gave in.
Even with the movie playing though I couldn't take the silence anymore. "Is sex really that great?" I asked what was probably a few hours later. I think we are on the third All Might movie tonight but Kacchan hasn't really complained, at least not yet. I heard some choking noises, and when I looked up I found him trying not to spit out his drink everywhere. Oops, I didn't know he was still drinking. How has he milked the same beer for so long?
"Deku, I think it goes without saying that sex is pretty fucking awesome," I felt my heart drop at that, so he has done it, with someone else. Why would he ever be waiting for me? I'm just a dumb Deku. "Think about it Deku, there are a whole lot of people on earth and that's not from people avoiding it," he chuckled but when I looked at him this time he just looked uncomfortable.
"Have you done it before?" I asked and this time he glared at me.
"Deku I've put up with your shit since I came home. What kind of patience do you think I have suddenly?" Okay now he looks pissed.
"Does it actually matter? The whole world knows I'm a virgin now. What's it matter if you kill me?" I groaned and to be fair I feel completely drained. What would it matter? Before I knew they aired the video I had villains out right laughing at me and making sexual comments that made me wholly uncomfortable. It wasn't until police came to take them away that I found out what happened and now it feels like I've just run away but I already know I'll have to have it all over again tomorrow when I get to the office.
"No, I have not but if you tell anyone I will skin you alive and make you eat it," his deep voice made me look up and it wasn't hard to see the death threat in his eyes. I held up my hands in surrender but I would be lying if I said I wasn't relieved. I mean I know I don't actually have a real shot with him but... I have had a lot to drink. I could probably pretend that I forgot everything in the morning? But I would never force him!
I sat up slowly, nursing my dizzy head just to lean against his chest and I felt him flinch and stiffen at the contact but he didn't pull away. I grinned at him but he only watched me like a guarded cat.
"So cute," I heard myself mumble but his eyes only widened a little bit in surprise. I straddled his lap and now he had his hands up to guard against me.
"Deku, what are you doing right now?" His voice was wary but I hugged my arms over his shoulders and around his neck, snuggling into his neck. I won't force him and the fact that he put his arms up like that means that he isn't willing.
"The things I want to do to you could make a courtesan blush," I whispered in his ear before giggling softly and snuggling into his neck. "But you don't want me. So I'll keep my hands to myself," I groaned, I could feel how his hold on me changed, his hands that he used to block me were now around my waist. His grip was strong but he was also keeping me at a distance. I can respect that. It's not what I want but all the same. I closed my eyes and let sleep pull me under.
***
I woke up late and thanks to my hangover I looked like an absolute wreck. I barely saw the note Kacchan left me telling me to look in the mirror and not to thank him or acknowledge him in public from it. I was so confused until I actually looked in the mirror that I almost screamed at the sight. Not only am I obviously hungover, I look like I had a wild night thanks to the hickey he gave me. Seriously? He couldn't do that while I was awake to enjoy it? Just the thought that he willingly kissed my neck was sending jolts to my libido that I needed to force down but with each glance from one of our coworkers it was obvious what they were looking at and my imagination was putting him under me.
I tried to shake the thought out of my head but it wasn't really helping. If anything my coworkers probably thought I couldn't stop thinking of last night and they aren't technically wrong. I'm just cursing the fact I was asleep through it.
"Late night?" I looked up to see Todoroki standing next to my desk and I let out a groan but nodded in agreement.
"I can't remember half of it," I added, being truthful because Kacchan sucking on my neck would have easily taken up my mind half the night if not more, much more.
"That's too bad. By the way, Best Jeanest and Eraserhead want to see you," he pointed behind me and I saw the two very angry heroes behind me.
"My day just keeps getting better," I grumbled but Todoroki smiled.
"At least there is that. Sorry, you looked like you were having a bad day but I'm glad it's getting better," why does he have to smile so innocently? Just why?
"Todoroki do you remember what I told you about sarcasm?" I asked and he paused before frowning.
"Ah, sorry," I gave him a small smile and patted him on the shoulder, he really can't tell the difference most of the time.
"It's okay, it's not like you meant to be mean," I stood up, trying not to fall over from the vertigo I was hit with but if I'm honest I probably look like I'm drunk. "This hangover will be the end of me," I groaned before Todoroki helped steady me and then handed me a pair of deep black sunglasses.
"Kirishima left them at my desk the last time he came in hungover," he shrugged, I gave him my thanks and put them on, sighing out in relief from the light being cut down. My head doesn't hurt nearly as much as before. I made my way to the two older heroes who looked even more upset before they showed me into their office and locked the door.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Eraserhead demanded in a low voice and I couldn't help chuckling at the thought.
"That if I drank enough I would forget yesterday ever happened," I answered honestly but I didn't miss how both heroes looked at me in shock.
"Deku- Midoriya there is no shame in being a virgin, or having been one," Aizawa Sensei said slowly, it's been years since I graduated from UA but sometimes I can't help thinking of him as my teacher still.
"Sensei, still. I don't know about the mark on my neck but I woke up fully dressed still," I slumped in the chair and I could see both heroes exchanging glances. Of course I knew I could have just gotten dressed after the fact but that's unlikely. "I remember drinking three full bottles of wine, a case of beer, all but maybe two cans, and most of a fifth of whiskey, I don't think I could have gotten undressed let alone redressed even with help."
"And you're alive?" Best Jeanest blurted out and I twirled my hand in a tada motion while I rubbed at my temples.
"Forget being alive, how is he still functioning?" Sensei scoffed and I could only shrug at that. My head is already killing me. "You know we can't send you home because you're hungover right?" I nodded already knowing that and they exchanged glances again.
"I'm sending you to my office for the rest of the day to file paperwork as a punishment, I normally play very loud classical music in the afternoon but my office is empty today so it will be silent. If anyone asks I had the music turned up all the way all day long. Do you understand?" Best Jeanest relented and I nodded and gave him a weak thank you. "Good, go get your things, you'll spend today and tomorrow there so be prepared for the music tomorrow, Gin will be back and he hates it." I'm not going to ask why he would torture his own sidekick like that, I'm just going to be grateful that they are cutting me a break today.
***
Isn't there a saying about taking the hair off the dog that bit you? I am currently drinking one beer, just one and I have been drinking enough water to clean out my kidneys from the last month, forget just last night. I made dinner and when Kacchan found me in the kitchen he eyed the can in front of me but didn't say anything before going to his room to change. I was putting the food on the plates when he came back out and I saw him looking in the trash, probably to see how many I've had so far but there isn't any in there. He must have taken out the trash either last night or this morning because it was all gone when I got up.
"I've only had one. I just might die if I tried to have another," I groaned at the thought and I saw his shoulders relax. I can't help thinking about last night. I remember getting on his lap easily, as well as the things I said while assuming that I would forget them. One beer isn't enough for me to even try to get the same effect again. Kacchan was pretty irritated and I could see him looking up and seeing my neck a few times until I couldn't stay silent anymore.
"Admiring your handy work?" I asked giving him a grin before throwing away the beer can and cleaning up after myself.
"Are you being ungrateful?" He snapped back and I chuckled before walking behind him and whispering low in his ear.
"Not at all, I just wish I was awake when you did it," I lingered next to his ear a moment too long but there was already no way he could have taken what I said for anything but an advance and since I basically confessed my feelings for him last night, I might as well be honest. It's not like I need to hide anymore or anything.
"How can you say things like that?" I heard him groan as I walked out of the room. I do find it a little empowering but I should try not to take advantage. It'll bite me later if I do. Once I was done cleaning up I went and got ready for bed though. Thanks to my hangover I still feel pretty bad and an early night is exactly what I need.
***
"Deku what in the fuck are you doing?" I looked up to see Kacchan being pressed against the bed by... Me? I looked around the best that I could but I seem to be trapped in something like a black wall. I can't move, I can't make a sound at all and all I CAN do is watch.
I saw myself pin his wrists above his head while he was being stripped by me. I could clearly see Kacchan arguing, exploding, making threats but none of his explosions were more than a small firecracker and his voice sounded more excited than mad. How could I ever even think that let alone actually do it? He isn't saying yes but that only means it should be a no. Why is the other me still touching Kacchan?
I saw myself smack Kacchan when he started to call me names and my eyes widened at the horror. No! Stop! Don't hurt him! But no matter how much I struggled I couldn't make a sound and the other me just held Kacchan down with one hand and touched him in every way I have ever dreamed of with both the one hand and his mouth. I could still hear Kacchan cursing but I could also see how hard he currently is since the other me had stripped him of his pants.
"Tell me what you want Kacchan," the other me begged, one hand caressing up and down his body while he leaned down to kiss him. I saw Kacchan bite him but other than sucking on the injured lip and then licking it. "Oh so naughty."
"...-,"
***
I woke up with a jolt not hearing his answer but the grin on his face will haunt my dreams for many nights to come. Usually my fantasies had me on top of him but I long ago accepted that even if he were willing to sleep with me it probably would be conditional to him topping me. Even with just that I would be happy.
I have a long day ahead of me and I don't feel like I slept at all thanks to that dream.
***
Another sleepless night, it's been a week now thanks to the dreams of me smacking Kacchan around and I always wake up before he answers. It's never the same way twice but at the same time I never see any more than that. I feel frustrated beyond belief. I ended up spending most of the week in Best Jeanest's office much to everyone's confusion.
"Hungover again?" He asked looking at me confused, after all this is not normal behavior from me.
"I have only had one beer since that night. I just haven't been able to sleep since then," I answered. I feel like a wreck but that wasn't helping me in the slightest.
"I can give you another three days but after that you have to go back or it will look like I'm harassing you," he nodded, and I smiled my thanks. Three more days, hopefully I can get some sleep. I already told Kacchan that I would be going straight to bed tonight so I wouldn't have dinner ready but he just waved me off saying he would eat before coming home.
Please let me sleep tonight! Please!
***
"Tell me what you want," my voice haunted me the moment I fell asleep. I found myself over Kacchan's mostly naked body and Kacchan demanding that I give it to him hard, taking me by surprise. I've never seen this far before.
The way he demanded more, rougher, harder, faster has me memorized until after he came the third time and just as the other me was about to slap him again Kacchan yelled, "RED!" And the other me released him completely. I watched myself pull away, completely stopping any and all physical contact. I saw myself stand there and watch as Kacchan continued to squirm from over stimulation but it wasn't until he lay on the bed, mostly still, his breath still shuttering, that I heard my voice again.
"Is it okay to hold your hand?" I asked him and I saw Kacchan nod slowly. The other me leaned against the bed but the only part of him that touched Kacchan was his hands. I watched as Kacchan flinched at the small contact but as time went on he pulled me closer. Several minutes had passed before I heard him demand that I hold him and the other me climbed back on the bed and held him in his arms.
Does this mean it was all consensual? That the other me was never actually hurting him at all. I could feel myself relaxing as I came to terms with what I had been watching for several nights in a row and suddenly I wasn't across the room trapped and unmoving. I was in the bed cuddling Kacchan in my arms while he slowly regulated himself in my arms.
"Kiss," he turned to face me and I could lean down to do just that. Kacchan's arms around my shoulders so he could hold me close. "I love you," he whispered, I could feel my heart skip a beat in my chest before I pulled the covers over us and I was able to just hold him.
***
I opened my eyes before my alarm went off. How am I supposed to interpret that? I've been plagued by this same dream for a week now only to finally find out that he liked it. He liked it all.
"What am I even thinking, it's only a dream," I groaned before pushing myself out of bed to get ready for the day. I went ahead and went to Best Jeanist office anyway but it was pretty obvious that I was a lot better than I had been for a while now. I could still hear the whispers of my coworkers talking about how I must have met someone who took advantage of me thanks to the video but I've ignored it this long, I'm sure the rumors will die off eventually. It's just taking forever.
I was sent out to patrol today but even the villains made odd faces at me, letting me know the hickey that was nearly invisible now, already had rumors flying around about it. But then again I've been avoiding the news altogether throughout the week so I'm sure the gossip columns were having a field day. The fact that I haven't been working in the field at all since then probably has its own gossip but I would rather not think about that.
By the time I was able to drag myself back to headquarters I had even more eyes on me than I did this morning.
"Fine, what the hell did I do now?" I snapped when a new sidekick couldn't stop himself from staring.
"Your hickey keeps showing up highlighted in all the videos the media has captured. Everyone is asking if you lied or if you were drugged into submission," Eraserhead walked up calmly and the sidekick ran away but at the same time not far enough that he wouldn't hear what we said, nosey or as Kacchan would say nosey ass reporters. Everyone is just nosey.
"I remember willingly drinking the alcohol so I don't think that counts as drugged," I groaned but I also knew there were at least three reporters within hearing distance right now. "I just don't remember what happened afterwards. Probably for the best," I shrugged before giving Eraserhead a strange look. "But that was a week ago, why are they bringing it up now?"
Thankfully Eraserhead knew exactly what I was doing and he seemed satisfied with how I was doing it because this was not an interview that everyone could tear into and look for a hidden meaning or truth behind. It was a conversation between me and my trusted mentor that they happened to get a recording of.
"You know now they'll be demanding to know if you're the top or the bottom, don't you?" Eraserhead rolled his eyes and I let out a groan.
"Not even I would tolerate those kinds of questions," I grumbled, making him smile before he motioned me to his office and far away from any other ears.
"You did well," he nodded and I just gave him a smile, even after all this time it feels good to be praised by my teacher. We didn't talk long, instead I just sat in his office using my phone to go through paperwork that I should be doing in my own office but I can't leave his office right away after our little skit.
***
My eyes widened at what I just heard the villain cackling. Kacchan couldn't take it and he screamed a word I've now heard dozens of times over the last few weeks and I reacted instantly. "RED!" I slid in front of him kicking a large pile of gravel from the construction zone we had chased a group of villains into and the spray from the rocks actually buried the villain but I didn't stop there. Kacchan was still spasming on the ground and when I looked up at the dangling trailer from the 18 wheeler that was blown off the road earlier above our heads I made a choice. I used enough air pressure to knock it out of the metal frame of the building it had been trapped in from the fight and dove to Kacchan's side as the trailer crashed around us, trapping us inside, alone, in the dark.
"AAAAHHH!" Kacchan couldn't hold still, his body covered in the dust and debris from what had basically been a war zone. Dust, oil, sand and general dirt covered not only him but me too, not that I cared. The fact Kacchan was still screaming from the over stimulation worried me but there wasn't really anything I could do except for wait. Several weeks of those dreams, the colors of a code I understood with my very soul, prevented me from even whispering his name while he squirmed on the ground. His movements grew smaller as he was finally able to breathe and slow down, the more calm he became the faster he was able to calm down. It was fascinating. I saw him open his eyes and I could easily see that he saw me sitting there, waiting for him but he didn't say anything and neither did I.
How am I supposed to explain this? Oh, you know I've been having these wet dreams lately that you use colors to tell me what I can and can't do. How would he believe that? Why would he even consider that as anything but a sarcastic remark to make him feel looked down on?
Actually does he like being looked down on? In my dreams anyway he liked to be spanked, he loved when I bit him and a number of other things I did to mark him. No! I try to shake the thought out of my head. I can't think like that! This is reality, not a dream, wet or otherwise. Deep breaths. Kacchan is almost lying still now, even though his breathing was still ragged. I waited.
"I need-," I looked up, Kacchan having all of my focus but his words were barely a breath. He couldn't bring himself to say anything else though. As if his pride refused to let him.
"Can I hold your hand now?" I asked instead, making his eyes light up in his excitement. Isn't that something I said during one of the first times I had that dream? Focus! I need to focus on Kacchan right now.
I watched him nod his head slowly but when I grabbed his hand with both of mine he returned the gesture, his body curling towards me, relaxing at the small touch.
"I need-," he frowned, obviously frustrated with the state that he's in but I just leaned closer as if I couldn't hear him.
"Kacchan, tell me. Anything at all, I'll do it. Anything," I whispered and I could hear him gasp in his excitement, I felt him squeeze my hand.
"Kiss," he whispered, it was low enough that if I hadn't been waiting for it I would have missed it completely. Thankfully, I was waiting.
I carefully caressed him, gently pulling his face towards mine and before he could do or say anything else at all, I kissed him. The feel of his lips on mine, warm and soft, the instant surprise he hummed when my tongue invaded his mouth. I kissed him. Years of frustration and affection bubbling to the surface of my mind I pulled him into my arms and he clenched handfuls of my suit to prevent me from even daring to pull away. My caress slid from his jaw to the back of his head, letting me hold him close until we had to break apart to breathe.
"Anything, anything at all," I whispered, letting my lips kiss him with each word. The fact I was repeating myself was left alone simply because I don't care. I licked at his lips, sucked his lower lip into my mouth before then losing my focus all over again so that the only thing on my mind was this and only this. The fuzzy feeling clawed at my mind as I lost sight of everything else.
"Deku~!" He moaned, snapping me out of my single minded pursuit of his desire. The only reason I was able to hold myself back at all was the fact that Kacchan's hands were now pushing me away while he gasped for air. Right, the shipping container we're in. I didn't really think about that, just trying to isolate us from the chaos that was waiting for us outside while Kacchan got a grip on himself again.
Once he realized that I wasn't fighting him one way or the other he pulled me closer again, his head against my chest while he gathered his thoughts. I'll probably get yelled at later but that's okay. The fact he asked for a kiss will always remain in my memory.
"Take me home," he groaned, hissing when I touched his lower back and I'm reminded of how he fell. He saw me hesitate, "Just take me home damnit!" I smashed a hole into the top of the trailer we were in and with Kacchan on my back I jumped out to see us surrounded not by villains but heroes and police. I could see the relief on their faces but I didn't stop for even a second before jumping into the sky and towards our apartment. I didn't bother going through the lobby, instead I landed on the balcony and used my key to get inside. We had long ago put a special lock on the door, treating it like a backdoor thanks to our profession rather than a door no one could enter from. The fact we were on the 30th floor doesn't mean much when there are people who were born to fly after all.
"Shower," Kacchan grumbled and I quickly locked the door behind me and kicked off my boots before running towards the bathroom. The hot water felt nice on my skin but when I turned to face Kacchan he was looking at me in a way I wasn't expecting, he was looking me up and down, his eyes slowly stripping me of my clothes, I froze before doing just that. My hands removed each article of clothing his eyes landed on. I could see him getting excited with each second and it wasn't long before he started removing his clothes too.
What am I actually doing right now? Why do I feel compelled to do these things I've never done before? Why do I feel a need to do them? Kacchan stepped under the streaming water before holding out his hand for me and I took it. He pulled me into the shower with him and in less than a second he was in my arms kissing me. The feel of our wet skin against each other heightened my awareness but that only made him taste more amazing.
"Clean first," he whispered and I nodded in agreement. That fight was anything but clean and the lather of the soap gave me ideas and Kacchan froze when I reached over and washed his hair for him before letting out a deep moan that went straight through me. Now I don't want to stop though, his hair well lathered I grab the loofah and start with his back, not able to stop the kisses that I sprinkled on his skin as his skin became clean again. Kacchan stood there, letting me touch and rub, lather and kiss on him, soft coos of pleasure the only sign that he liked it until he suddenly turned around and I was suddenly eye level with his extremely hard cock.
I looked up, ready to beg for his permission but before I could do more than open my mouth, "Suck," he whispered and I did just that. I closed my eyes while I took him in. He was already throbbing in my mouth but I didn't care, I didn't want to give him up and so I easily took him down my throat, swallowing around him.
My eyes closed, his fingers knotted in my hair while he thrusted. I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes while I took him in. The way his cry filled my ears with the patter of water splashing down on us in the background. He throbbed in my mouth and I swallowed the bitter, nutty mixture. I opened my eyes when he released my head, his shaft pulling out of my mouth even as I sucked and licked around him, he still pulled away.
"Fuck, what are we even doing?" He asked, his panting made it hard to tell whether he liked it or not but I want to hope. I want him to like it, to like me doing this to him.
"Anything at all," I rasped, I feel lightheaded now. I don't want to stop, I barely feel like we've started at all. I leaned in and licked him again, enjoying how he shuddered.
"Bed?" He let out a light groan, again I could barely hear him. I need to make sure to listen carefully so I can hear everything, he says the most wonderful things under his breath. The water turned off. I pick him up and carry him to his bed, not caring about grabbing a towel and just thankful that enough time passed for our hair to be mostly dry. His legs wrapped around my hips I carefully climbed into bed, letting his head land on the pillow before I took another kiss. I can't wait, I don't want to. I need him, I need to feel him.
"Wait, I'm still dry we need-," he started to panic but I forced a kiss, letting my tongue tame him, before I started kissing down his neck.
"I'll take care of that," I hummed in his ear, the sharp noise from his gasp made my heart skip a beat and I made my way down his body before I left him on his knees a bit confused. He gasped, his back arched off the bed and made him break away from my kiss but I just made my way down. The fact that even as he pulled away his nails pulled me closer was all I really needed.
"What-?" He started to ask but he cut off with a squeak followed by a moan. My kiss, my tongue distracting him while I helped loosen him up. By the time I pulled away to see the state he was in, his legs were shaking and every time I touched his bottom he let out a small groan.
I found a bottle of lube and a dildo in his bedside table and I felt my heart race at the realization. It is a dildo not a fleshlight.
It slid on my fingers until I started rubbing on him, going around and around, teasing at his entrance before I poured more on him. I looked up to see Kacchan squirming but he didn't look away. He watched me love and tease his body. He saw how I kissed and caressed his skin and when our eyes met, I simply leaned down and kissed his tip.
"Do you want me to stop?" I asked, not stopping or slowing down even a little while I kissed and teased the head of his shaft. He tried for a long time to answer but by the time he finally opened his mouth two of my fingers slipped inside and when I decided he wasn't going to say anything after all I turned my focus back to his shaft, sucking him back into my mouth. The noises he can make! My heart feels like it's been blasted to the moon but even after he cried out his bliss all I cared to do was swallow.
"So good, I never want it to stop," I hummed before I dropped the reins and just did whatever I wanted. I can't control myself anyway so I better enjoy what I can. I made my way up to kiss his lips again and I asked him my questions. Important questions that prevented me from doing much more but when I got my answers I couldn't hold still.
"Are you a virgin?" Yes, I adjusted myself and pushed in with almost no resistance at all. His beautiful cries filled my ears until my tongue filled his mouth. My thrusts were slow and even but even that much seemed to be a little much for him. He shook and thrashed under me, his hands pulling at me scratching at my back, pulling me in closer, he kissed me. I didn't last long, not with how much I've dreamed about him. How my dreams dared to make him cry out my name until we were both left exhausted and spent.
I came. Deep inside of him I filled him while ignoring the new mess between us. I didn't stop the push and thrusted, anything at all to either keep going or push it further inside of him. To be a part of him somehow or someway.
"What do you want?" You, he had the actual ability to focus on his answers just to say he wanted me. Just me. I thrusted again and again. Letting myself work myself up all over again just so I wouldn't have to stop. I never want to stop.
"Green," he pulled me in for a kiss and I slammed into him again. The color is far more enticing than I could have even imagined. I squeezed him, loved him. Spanked him and filled him. I tied him up and held him down. I made him cry and scream.
"Orange!" In the end I never did make him cry out red again, instead forcing me to freeze while he gathered himself. I was forced to hold still while he flexed and squeezed around me, milking me a light, "yellow," was all I could hear before I thrusted in just once more, my orgasm taking hold of all of my senses before my arms gave way and I couldn't do anything but hold him to me. My body throbbed in response to his and I couldn't ask for more.
"How did you know?" I heard him whisper but I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore let alone answer.
***
I woke up to find myself on my side with him in my arms. At least I didn't crush him I guess. His light breathing seemed to soften my heart and I relaxed. I know I'll probably get hurt later from this but right now I just want to watch him. Watch him cuddle into my arms and smile in his sleep, watch how he occasionally mumbled my name in whatever dream he was having. His very being pulled me in and I couldn't help kissing him on his forehead.
"I love you so much Kacchan. I hope one day you'll be able to understand, there was only you," I whispered, I lightly brushed his bangs out of his face before I kissed him again. I have to get up now. I have to give him the space that he'll need to process everything but I hope that when he's done I'll be able to hold him like this again.
I carefully stood up and after caressing his face one more time, I went to take a shower.
***
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?!" Kacchan screamed, the door slamming open when he came into headquarters, interrupting everyone but when I turned away from Eraserhead all I saw was Kacchan. He stood there wearing his hero suit and if it weren't for the fact that he looks absolutely hurt it would be just like any other day. His eyes were full of fire while he came at me but I didn't move or flinch away. He truly is beautiful.
"Dynamight, does that mean the quirk effects are over?" Eraserhead stepped forward asking, Best Jeanest who came out of his office and immediately joined him.
"Quirk?" He looked at them confused so I stepped in.
"It knocked him out so he probably doesn't really remember," I turned my attention back to Kacchan. "Come on, you need to lay back down. You shouldn't try and work for a couple days," he flinched out of my touch when I reached for him but I didn't pull away this time. Instead I stepped forward, sighing as I did. "Kacchan, you need to relax while you heal," I lectured but when he just stared at me I picked him up, making him yelp. I didn't wait for him to get his bearings, I already know that he'll get pissed and attack me if I do so instead I just carried him out of the building and jumped up through the air while he clenched his fistfuls of my suit. When we landed on our balcony I carefully set him down before taking off my boots.
"Deku," he said slowly but I grabbed his arm and gently pulled him back to his room. The bed was still a mess but I didn't pay it any attention before turning around to see Kacchan watching me, still confused.
"It's alright Kacchan, I understand. I don't expect more. It was already a dream come true," I whispered, unclipping his gauntlets and setting them to the side. I took off his equipment without looking up but I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes. It took all of my self control to keep them from falling, the fact that my hands were shaking when Kacchan grabbed me couldn't be helped.
"Deku, did we have sex?" He asked and the tears started falling. It didn't occur to me that he wouldn't remember at all but then how would he know? Maybe he thought it was a dream?
"I'm sorry," I tried to wipe away the tears but more just kept falling. "I just... When you asked for a kiss I couldn't stay away. I just wanted," why won't these tears stop? I can barely breathe at all and I certainly couldn't make him out through my tears. "I'm so weak and whenever it comes to-to you Kacchan," I tried to smile but I lowered my head ashamed of stuttering. I couldn't look at him, hell I can't see him anyway and he must hate this.
"So it was real?" He asked and I choked on a sob. Why does this hurt so much? He hasn't even touched me yet but then again maybe that's why. Do I disgust him so much he can't even touch me? But he let me take off his- no, that was before I can't think of that. A lot has happened since I took off his equipment.
"Deku, did you like it?" I smiled at this question. At least once I can be completely honest. No matter how much it hurts me later.
"So much more than you could ever know it," I gave him a sad smile but it was genuine. I reached up and caressed his face and if I let myself I could believe that he leaned in. I love him so much my heart hurts thinking about rejection that I'm about to hear. "I love you."
I gasped, he yanked me against him and he kissed me before I could understand what was actually happening. "I love you too, damn nerd," I could feel his teeth against my lip while he talked but he didn't pull away. My arms pulled him against me until I felt one of his legs wrap around me.
"Fuck me," he whispered and that was the last thing I remember.
***
I woke up to my head throbbing and my phone ringing. Just why?
"Hello?" I groaned before I gasped out from the pain in my abs.
"Deku, did you get hurt?" I heard Eraserhead's worried voice but I did a quick survey of myself only to find Kacchan asleep with his head on my chest.
"No, just a bit sore, Sensei. I think I'm going to need a day or two," I groaned trying to keep my voice down.
"Why are you talking so low? Are you hiding from Bakugo?" He switched from our hero names really freaking fast.
"No, it's just that he fell asleep on me," I hissed, feeling the tenderness of my legs and arms.
"Tomorrow I'll come to your apartment and figure out what happened. Just rest for now I guess," he answered and he sounded relieved but is there anyway I could skip that conversation.
"If I use my vacation time can we skip that?" I asked hopefully.
"Not a chance."
"Worth a shot," I rolled my eyes, not that he noticed or anything.
"We caught the villain that hit Dynamight and we were able to find out what kind of quirk he has. Do what you need to do, none of us are expecting you to return this week but be prepared for your colleagues' questions when you get back," he hung up without giving me a chance to respond. Well crap.
"Hmm, Deku," Kacchan hummed and I took a relaxing breath. It's okay. No one wants to be on the other end of Kacchan's rage so I'm sure the chaos will be to a minimum outside of our old friends from highschool.
"I love you Kacchan," I hummed and he hummed, lifting his head up to get a kiss.
The end.