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‘She’s so fucking pretty’ is the only thought running through Katsuki’s mind as he watches the girl have lunch with her friends. Her curly green hair seems to have a life of its own by the way it swooshes and moves against any logic; she has a pout on her lips that pulls on her squishy cheeks; and, even from this distance, Katsuki knows her eyes must be sparkling.
Izuku is telling some story to Uraraka and Asui, and Katsuki is watching from afar because he knows that, if he gets close, she’ll immediately stop talking and become a shy, meek little thing. Not that she isn’t adorable all embarrassed and flustered as well, but there’s something special about the way she gesticulates with her chubby arms and even stomps her feet on the ground in frustration, making her thick, delicious thighs jiggle in her tight jeans. What Katsuki wouldn’t give to be able to rip the damn piece of clothing from her body and make those thighs move by-
“Really, bro, creeper alert. Just go and talk to her,” Kirishima interrupts Katsuki’s less than holy line of thought.
“Can’t,” he grunts back. “She won’t talk to me.”
Kirishima shakes his head. “First, that’s not an excuse to ogle the poor girl in the middle of the campus. Second, she talks to you all the damn time!”
“But only about anime stuff,” he retorts bitterly. “Any time I try to really talk to her, she closes up. I’m not gonna be the creep who can’t take a hint.”
“No, you’re going to be the creep who stalks her between her classes, apparently.” Kirishima rolls his eyes.
“Hey, it’s my fucking lunch hour too,” Katsuki hisses back.
“Listen, stop trying to flirt. Izuku is too shy and I don’t think she even understood that you asking her if she liked ramen was supposed to be a date invitation. Just straight up tell the girl you like her and that you want to go out sometime.”
Deep down, Katsuki knows Kirishima is right. He’s been trying to discreetly flirt with Deku and see if the girl gave him an opening for months without any success. Most of the days, he’s lucky if he can talk to her for five damn minutes without anyone else butting in. Not that he can complain, the only reason he got the chance of even meeting Deku is that they are part of the same group of friends, connected by Kirishima’s girlfriend, Mina.
And the only subject that he can use to make Deku pay any attention to him is All Might and some other anime. It’s so fucking frustrating! The second Katsuki mentions a party or asks what she’s doing next weekend, Deku stops talking and all he can get out of her are a few stutters before one of her friends comes to her rescue. Never before Katsuki had such a hard time talking to a girl — but then, he never met a girl who was worth so much effort either.
It may be hard, but all it all pays off the second Deku smiles and starts babbling away about last week’s episode. Katsuki’s so far gone for the girl it isn’t even funny — no matter how much his asshole friends like to laugh at him for it. Izuku is beautiful, funny (from what he overhears she talking to her friends), nerdy and kind, basically the whole combo of what Katsuki would describe as ‘the perfect girl’.
“What are you two doing standing here?” Ashido Mina shows up with an inquisitive look on her face, carrying a tray of food.
“Baku is stalking Deku,” Kirishima answers simply.
“Fucking- I’m not stalking her!” he barks, furious, but Mina only shakes her head and rolls her eyes.
“You’re really making me feel sorry for you, Baku. But the whole kicked puppy act does suit you,” she teases, prompting Katsuki to tell her exactly where she can shove her attitude. Mina doesn’t give him a chance, though. “Let’s go. You two can sit with me at the girls’ table so Baku can take a shot at talking to Deku again.”
Katsuki would argue. He would! But then Kirishima started walking and Mina greeted the girls loud enough that the whole cafeteria looked at them, so it’d be weird if he was the only one just standing there. And, since he was already joining the group, he might as well sit in front of Deku to try and talk to her — it’s not like he has much to talk to with anyone else.
Nonetheless, just as he expected, the moment they sit down, Deku retracts. No more shiny smiles or funny stories being told. The rest of the table doesn’t seem bothered by that, the girls easily fall in chatter with Mina and Kirishima; but Katsuki stays quietly looking at Deku, trying to come up with some kind of conversation starter.
“Ah.. Have you seen this week’s episode?” Katsuki asks because, really, talking about All Might episodes is the only way to get anything out of Deku.
“I- hm… Not- Bu-But-... It’s just-...” Izuku’s words are retracted to the point that Katsuki can barely hear her.
“She didn’t,” Uraraka says loud and clear, startling them. “She was just telling us how the internet connection it’s been down in her apartment building for days so she missed all her shows this week.”
“Ochako!” Izuku protests.
From the corner of his eyes, Katsuki can see Mina with a wicked smile, the kind she has when she’s plotting something, and Kirishima with a stupid grin and an even stupider thumbs up for him. It doesn’t take more than that for Katsuki to realize they’re trying to give him an opening to ask Deku out — even if it’s to watch cartoons.
“I have them downloaded if you want,” he offers and, for a split second, he sees Deku’s face open up in a bright smile. But it only lasts that one split second, in the next she’s blushing and looking away.
“I- I wo-wouldn’t want to impose. I- I can wait and-”
“Come on, Midoriya! If you don’t watch the episode, my bro won’t have anyone to talk about it! And this last one was a big one! Baku hasn’t been able to shut up about it!” Kirishima helps him out.
This week’s episode actually was a very boring and uneventful filler, but Katsuki won’t tell anyone that now.
“It’s not imposing,” he says simply — not wanting to put Deku off, but not wanting to force her into accepting.
“You two should just go now! Watch it on Baku’s big tv! I know neither of you has any more classes and you won’t be able to pay attention to your homework if you don’t see your show, Deku,” Mina says, still with her wicked smile.
All their friends join the choir to tell them to go watch the anime right at that minute and don’t stop until Katsuki and Izuku are awkwardly walking away towards the flat that he shares with Kirishima.
Even though the distance between Katsuki’s place and their college campus is extremely short, the stiff silence between them makes every step drag on. Deku is clearly freaking out about being alone with him and Katsuki hates the feeling that the girl was pushed into doing something she doesn’t want.
When they get close to his building, the thought of this awkwardness lasting through the whole episode makes Katsuki decide to offer an easy way out for her.
“We don’t have to watch it now if you don’t want to, or if you have homework or whatever. I can just give you a copy to watch when you have the time.”
“I- I wouldn’t wa-want to m-make you watch it twice…” Deku mumbles, looking down at the floor.
In Katsuki’s mind, Kirishima's voice argues with him ‘she doesn’t know you’re flirting with her! You need to tell her!’ , so he decides to take the plunge.
“There’s nothing that I want to do more than to watch the episode with you. Hell, I’ve been trying to take you on a date for months,” he chuckles bitterly. “Should have known All Might was the only way to get it… But it wouldn’t be very Plus Ultra of me to blackmail you into a date.”
It takes almost three steps until Katsuki realizes Izuku isn’t by his side anymore. Looking back, he sees the girl stunned in place, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of the water. He sighs and goes the three steps back to talk to her.
“Sorry about this… But as I said, I can just give you a copy of the episode and we don’t have to talk about it anymore. I promise I won’t be a shitty creep and bother you with this.”
“Yo-you want to d-date me?” Deku asks, her eyes so big it seems like they’ll pop off her skull.
Scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, Katsuki grumbles “Yeah… Fucking obviously… Why do you think the idiots back there pulled that stunt?”
“I- I- I thought it was be-because of me…” she answers shakily. “I- I thought the-they were helping me…”
These two little phrases are all that’s needed for Katsuki to understand everything that was going on. Those fuckers knew they were both into each other, that’s why they were acting so weird today. Katsuki gets closer until he’s right in Deku’s personal space, then takes her hand into his. It’s so soft and small that he wants to bite her little hand, but he settles for something less extreme for now.
“Do you want to come up to watch All Might with me? As in a date?” he whispers to her.
Izuku’s response is an enthusiastic nod, her cheeks blushing a bright red and her eyes still a little terrified. But she seems happy enough and Katsuki will do his best to make her feel comfortable throughout the date. He can’t help the smile that comes to his lips as he leads her by the hand towards his place for the best first date of their lives.
***
It’s been six months since Izuku has begun dating Kacchan. Bakugou Katsuki, the most handsome guy in their University; the guy everyone she knows has been gossiping about since freshman year. She honestly has no idea how that happened.
Sure, they have the same friend group, and they share several common interests (movies, anime, comics, games), and they usually have a lot of fun together. But still, it’s so weird that a guy like Katsuki would ever look twice in Izuku’s way. That certainly had never happened before in her whole life.
Izuku is not the kind of girl boys tend to be interested in. She’s short, fat, wears too many nerd t-shirts, and can’t put on makeup to save her life (don’t even get her started on heels…). And Katsuki… Katsuki is tall, handsome, fit, and known for being the ‘bad boy’ on campus.
Not that this fame is warranted at all. Besides the skull t-shirts and the potty mouth, Kacchan is anything but a ‘bad boy’. He goes to sleep promptly at 9 pm, never procrastinates with his homework, and has a special collection All Might blu-ray box under his bed. And he’s the sweetest boy Izuku has ever dated.
It’s astonishing how well they click together when it’s just the two of them. It took months for Izuku to get over her anxiety and shyness around him, but now she can talk freely to Kacchan. And they do talk a lot. They spend most of their free time in Katsuki’s bedroom watching shows, reading books, and enjoying each other’s company. Izuku loves every second she’s with Kacchan, and she feels it is mutual.
However, no matter how many times she tells her friends all they do in Katsuki’s bedroom is geek out about the stuff they like, they’re all convinced she’s having copious amounts of sex with her boyfriend. Izuku is terrified that one day, Kacchan will hear the girls’ teasing and decide to break up with her — or he’ll break up with her on his own because he’s tired of waiting.
Izuku sighs and slams her face in her book, startling the other students in the library. She’s so tired of having this internal argument. Six months and all they’ve done is kissing; even their makeout sessions (if they can be called that) is just hands over clothes while they kiss. No twenty-years-old boy would accept a relationship like that for long and Izuku knows it.
She knows Kacchan wants to do more; she has felt his erection brushing her thigh dozens of times. But every time that happens, she freaks out and retracts, and the moment she stops engaging, Katsuki halts everything he’s doing and changes the subject. Kacchan is a sweet guy and a gentleman, she knows she doesn’t have to be afraid of him pushing her boundaries — but she also doesn’t think she’ll ever be able to go through with sex if he doesn’t push her into it.
It’s not like she doesn’t want to do it. She’s pretty sure her crush already evolved into love and, not only that, Kacchan is the hottest guy she knows. He’s amazing in every sense and it makes Izuku’s blood run hot just by holding her hand and kissing her cheek. But the feeling of Katsuki’s hand on her waist makes her remember how ugly and fat she is. She doesn’t want Kacchan to see her naked because that’s for sure going to make the boy break up with her.
So, damned if you do and damned if you don’t — Izuku knows Kacchan is bound to break up with her eventually, she just wants to enjoy being with him for as long as she can.
Still, Izuku feels bad about giving up without even trying. So she promised herself that, next time things become heated between them, she’ll try to encourage Kacchan to go further. Sure, she made her promise weeks ago and, since then, she hasn’t been able to keep it because she gets too nervous. But every day is a new chance and she won’t stop trying.
“I don’t think that’s how the book is supposed to be read.” Kacchan’s voice takes Izuku out of her depressing contemplation and she raises her head from her book in surprise.
“Oh- Hi, Kacchan!” She smiles awkwardly at him, trying to pretend she wasn’t having a mental breakdown in the middle of the library.
“Hey, nerd,” Kacchan smiles at her and pulls out a chair to sit. “Problems with your homework?”
“Ye-yeah,” she lies through her teeth. “I-it’s harder than I expected. But I can do it later. I can ask Tsuyu if-”
“Bullshit,” he interrupts her, pulling the book to himself. “I’m sure I can help you out. Where are you stuck?”
It warms Izuku’s heart that Katsuki would take time off his day just to help her out with her school work, but it doesn’t surprise her since he has done it so many times in these six months. They end up working on her homework for a few minutes and then going to Katsuki’s place to watch the week’s All Might episode together like they always do.
Izuku absolutely loves spending time with Kacchan like that. They snuggle on his bed and he lets her rest her head on his chest. She loves how comfortable she feels with him and she even manages to let him leave his hand on her waist without freaking out much.
What doesn’t make her calm and comfortable, however, is this week’s episode. It’s focusing on an annoying character that Izuku absolutely despises and it really grinds on her gears.
“How is he a hero?! He’s bullying a fourteen-year-old boy! Because he’s not mature enough to accept that his best friend has the right to decide things for his own!” she protests angrily.
Katsuki chuckles, taking his eyes off the TV to watch Izuku complain. “Why are you so angry with him? Endeavor is a shit to his family and you never protested him being called a hero too.”
“Because the show clearly portrays Endeavor as a bad guy. He’s there to show the public that not all heroes are pillars of morality. And he’s there to show that people can repent from their acts. This- this guy,” she spits to not use a worse word, “he’s portrayed like a betrayed friend who just wanted the best for All Might. He dies like a hero without ever apologizing and still bullying All Might’s successor!”
Her exasperation just makes Kacchan laugh more. “Shit, you’re too cute. You can say you think Sir Nighteye is an asshole.”
Izuku pouts. “Some of us don’t like swearing so much. And I don’t think you’re taking my opinions on the character seriously.”
Still smiling, Katsuki cups her face and brings her to a soft kiss. “Not my fault you’re so fucking cute when you’re angry. Come on, say it with me, ‘that fuckhead is an asshole’.”
Izuku glares at him and mocks-repeat, “Kacchan is a bully,” prompting Katsuki to laugh again. But before she can complain about it, he’s flipping them in bed to hover over her and kiss her more purposefully.
“So… Fucking… Cute,” Kacchan mumbles between kisses. “Gonna eat this little pout…”
Just the feeling of Katsuki's wide and heavy chest on top of her is enough to get Izuku hot and needy. Warmth pools on her lower abdomen and she holds on Kacchan’s shoulder, trying to bring him closer. Their chests get flushed together, pressing Izuku’s boobs in the most amazing way, and, all the while, Kacchan kisses her ravenously until they’re both breathless. Izuku even feels Katsuki’s dick going hard against her thigh and lets the boy enjoy the friction there without freaking out.
It all feels amazing and Izuku wants nothing more than to get lost in Kacchan’s kisses and forget about everything else. But as they squirm against each other, molding their bodies together, Izuku’s t-shirt rides up, exposing a strip of her belly. This gives Katsuki the opportunity to gently rub the tip of his fingers on her waist — undoubtedly feeling the little rolls Izuku has there. This is too much for her to deal with. She instantly freezes on Kacchan’s hold, terrified by the idea that Kacchan will think she’s disgusting for being so fat.
As always, Katsuki notices the moment Izuku freaks out. Then he gently stops the kiss and pulls back slowly to give her space. But Izuku doesn’t want that either. She likes the feelings Kacchan evokes in her and she wants to try more, to do all the things she knows the boy wants to. All she has to do is to be brave, go Plus Ultra.
And with that thought, she raises her torso to be over Kacchan and kisses him. Her whole body shakes with nerves and there’s a very loud voice in her mind yelling she’s going to ruin everything, that she’s ugly and she’s doing it all wrong. But she pushes through it, praying that Kacchan will accept her kisses.
But he doesn’t. Katsuki gently supports her while pushing her back to rest on the bed. “Hey, it’s ok,” he whispers. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, alright?”
Tears of frustration fill her eyes. She ruined it. She ruined the mood, she made Kacchan feel bad, she was too slow, she made him disgusted by being so ugly and then she was too slutty trying to force him to kiss her. Izuku does everything wrong and now Kacchan will break up with her.
“Nerd, come on… No need to cry…” Katsuki whispers gently, cupping her face. “I’m sorry if I came on to you too hard. You’re so beautiful it’s hard to resist sometimes, but I promise I’ll be better at it.”
This only makes Izuku cry harder. She can’t believe that after she ruined everything, Kacchan still tries to make her feel better. He’s the best boyfriend in the whole world and Izuku likes him so much and she can’t believe she’ll force him to break up with her just because she’s a damn coward-
“What? Break up with you? Why the hell would I do that?” Katsuki startles her out of her thoughts. Izuku slams a hand in her mouth, just knowing it must have betrayed her and muttered her thoughts out loud again. “No, no. We’re talking about this, nerd. Where the hell did you get that idea from?” Katsuki says, pulling her hand away from her mouth.
He has a deep, concerned frown on his face, but he gently rubs little circles on Izuku’s hand to soothe her. With Kacchan’s piercing gaze focusing on her, Izuku feels like hiding under the blankets and disappearing. But she knows she can’t run and she knows she can’t lie to save her life, so all that’s left for her is to tell the truth.
“I- I- I know Ka-Kacchan wants to- to do it and I ca-can’t-” she tries explaining between hiccups.
“I’ve told you before, I can wait for as long as it takes until you’re ready. If you don’t want to do this shit, we won’t,” he explains calmly.
“But I want to!” Izuku barks frustrated, tears still spilling down her cheeks. She’s so tired of second-guessing everything and how her brain is always coming up with these awful things to say to her, while her boyfriend is being nothing if not loving and understanding.
Though her answer seems to take Kacchan by surprise. “You- you want to?” he asks with an expression that says he can’t believe his ears. “But you always stop and you were shaking just now…”
“It’s- It’s hard,” she mumbles, looking away. “Kacchan is so handsome and perfect, and I’m-...” she bites her lips, afraid of uttering the thoughts in her head, ‘ugly, fat, disgusting’. “I don’t want to disappoint you.”
Katsuki sighs before pulling her against his chest. “How can someone so smart get some things so wrong?” he grumbles on her hair. “You can never disappoint me, dweeb. Even less with that. I’m completely crazy about you, it’s disgusting how much I want you. I was just holding back because I thought you weren’t ready. But now that I know you want me like I want you, I don’t know if I’ll be able to control myself any longer.”
Izuku raises her head confused. “Kacchan wants me?”
“Duh? Of course? You said yourself you know I want to have sex,” he says frowning.
“Yeah. Have sex. But not… me,” Izuku tries explaining her weird line of thought.
“Deku, you’re my girlfriend,” Kacchan says deadpanned. “Why the hell do you think we’re dating?”
“Because you like company to watch anime?” she answers, each second with less and less conviction in her conclusions.
“You think we’re dating because I like to have you around for cartoons… And that I decided I have to fuck you since we’re already together?” he asks in complete disbelief. Izuku just shrugs, not trusting herself to voice anything. But that’s enough for Katsuki to shake his head, “Un-fucking-believable. How the hell does your brain come up with that?”
This time Kacchan doesn’t wait for an answer. He pushes Deku down on the bed and climbs on top of her, caging her between his thick arms. And then he kisses her harder than she’s ever been kissed before. It’s a bruising, desperate kiss that leaves her breathless and with her heart racing in seconds.
“You damn nerd,” Kacchan whispers against her lips. “I was fucking trying to be a good guy, take shit slow, watch your goddamn nerd shows with you. And you thought that’s why I’m dating you? No, no, little Deku… I’m dating you because I want to devour you whole. Because I love you and I want to make you mine in every- goddamn- way.”
To punctuate his last words, Kacchan rolls his hips, forcing his hardening cock to rub on her pussy. Izuku mewls inside his mouth at the feeling and involuntarily arches her body towards him, wanting more. But, besides her very telling physical responses, Izuku’s brain is focusing on another part of Kacchan’s speech.
“I- I love you too, Kacchan,” she answers panting.
Katsuki’s fiery red eyes stare into her for a second like the quiet before the storm — and then, he attacks her. His lips are demanding, taking her breath away and swallowing every little whine that comes from her throat. And his hands are everywhere. Izuku feels like she’s already naked because Kacchan’s hands completely disregard her clothes, diving in to grab and fondle every inch of her body.
One of Kacchan’s hands finds its way inside her pants and panties to dig its fingers on her ass. While the other one sneaked under her bra and is massaging her boobs. Kacchan is truly devouring her like a starving man and Izuku absolutely loves it. It’s so fast and so intense that her mind doesn’t have time to catch up and freak out. All that Izuku can focus on are the delicious sensations Kacchan is coaxing out of her body that make her feel hot all over and make her panties wet and sticky.
“Shit, Deku,” he groans while abusing her neck. “You’re so fucking hot… If you want me to stop, fucking say so, or else I won’t.”
“Kacchan…” she whines, “don’t stop…”
That seems to be the last thing Katsuki needed before he hastily starts to strip her. Izuku’s All Might t-shirt is thrown across the room and her bra follows right after. The moment her boobs are exposed before him, Kacchan lowers his head to suck on them ravenously. Izuku feels pleasure ripping through her like lightning as her underwear becomes drenched. Her nipples are so sensitive she feels like she could cum just by Kacchan sucking them.
“Ahn-!” she cries loudly, squirming in Katsuki’s hold. “Ka-Kacchan! Too- Too much!”
Kacchan lets go of her nipple with a lewd pop and smirks wickedly. “You shouldn’t be making such cute sounds if you want me to stop…” Then he licks over her other nipple just to hear Izuku whine again. “Taste so fucking good, Deku… Let’s see where else you’re delicious.”
With that warning, Kacchan slips down to wrestle her pants off. He peels them off, grinning like a wolf as her thighs appear. “I’m gonna bite you so much… That’s gotta teach you a lesson about making up stupid shit.”
And to prove that he means it, Kacchan goes straight to sink his teeth into her inner thigh. Izuku jumps in bed, surprised at how good that feels. After biting, he sucks on the spot, as if to make sure Izuku will bear his marks clearly on her skin after all this is over. This thought, mixed with the feeling of Kacchan’s head between her thighs, gets Izuku moaning loudly and digging her finger in the blankets.
“Damn, your thighs…” he grumbles. “Do you know how fucking long I’ve been dreaming about them? So thick, delicious thighs…” Katsuki rubs his cheek over them lovingly, but the fanning of his breath over Izuku’s soiled panties is enough to get the girl moaning. “Shit, baby… Look how wet you are for me…” Kacchan strokes the wet spot in her pink cotton panties with his finger. “I bet you’re delicious here as well…”
Hooking up his fingers on Izuku’s underwear, Kacchan pulls it to the side to reveal her pussy. She doesn’t even have time to believe he is actually going to do it before the boy is already looking hungrily to her short groomed bush of hair, her slicked folds, and her poking out clit.
“Beautiful…” he whispers before delving his mouth on Izuku’s sex.
She cries startled and almost jumps away, but Kacchan keeps her in place with a strong hold on her thighs. Without second-guessing anything, Katsuki gets to work eating her out. It seems that the louder Izuku moans, the more eager he becomes. Kacchan sticks his tongue deep inside the girl, sucks her clit, and revels in her juices until Izuku’s legs are trembling and she’s trashing on the bed.
“Ka- Kacchan! I- I-” she tries warning him but that only makes Katsuki more hungry.
“Cum on my face, Deku,” he demands, sticking two thick fingers inside her cunt. And, just as he commanded, she cums, shaking in bed and clamping down her thighs on his neck. Kacchan helps her ride out her orgasm until the end, with a wolfish grin on his face. “Fucking perfect, baby.”
As Izuku lays bonelessly in bed, totally naked, Katsuki finally sheds his clothes. Izuku is almost too gone in her pleasure haze to appreciate the wide chest and chiseled abs, but there’s no way she’d miss the thick, red cock, painfully hard, and dripping precum. It’s really a thing out of porn movies and she takes a moment to admire it — but only for a moment because in the next one Kacchan is climbing on top of her to give her the full experience his dick has to offer.
This time, Izuku doesn’t fret about anything. She eagerly spreads her legs for Kacchan to settle between them. Her boyfriend kisses her lovingly, still tasting like her pussy, and pushes in, splitting her open deliciously. Izuku gasps in the kiss and Katsuki grunts, his muscles shaking with exertion as he bottoms in.
“Shit- Fuck,” Kacchan curses under his breath. “Fucking perfect…”
“Kacchan,” Izuku whines, the feeling of Katsuki’s thick cock too much to let her think of anything else but his name.
As Katsuki begins to move, Izuku wraps her arms and legs around him to anchor herself. It’s all too much. Every drag of his dick inside her sends sparkles of pleasure running through her body. Her eyes roll back in her head as Izuku helplessly holds on to anything, trying to not cum too soon again.
She also loves how Kacchan seems completely mad with desire, pounding into her desperately. His hands dig on her thighs and ass, pulling her against his movements, and Izuku can hear the moans and curses spilling from his lips by her ear. It’s all so filthy and intense, completely different from the gentle and loving boyfriend she’s used to.
“Fuck, baby… So good,” he grunts. “I’m gonna fill you up... So fucking good… You’re so hot…”
His dirty words make Izuku whine, her tight pussy contracting around Kacchan’s big cock. It feels so good that she feels her orgasm cutting through her body once again. Her body convulses and she squeezes her legs around Kacchan.
“Fuck-!” Kacchan cries as his hips stutter too and he spills his seed deep inside her. They collapse in bed together, disgusting and sticky, and extremely satisfied.
When it starts getting uncomfortable, she wiggles and Kacchan pulls out. He rolls back in bed and brings her together to settle on his chest. It seems that her gentle and loving boyfriend is back by the way he caresses her back and nuzzles on her hair.
“I don’t want you ever doubting again that I think you’re the hottest girl I ever met,” he grumbles.
Izuku looks up to his eyes and tells truthfully, “I- I’m gonna try… But I don’t know-... Sometimes my brain…”
“Sometimes your brain is an asshole,” he huffs. “But it’s alright. If that happens, I’ll just have to fuck you all over again.”
The way he says that as if it’s a chore and not something they’re already dying to try again makes Izuku chuckle. “I love you, Kacchan.”
“I love you too, Deku.”