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Kastuki straddled Izuku, leaning over to gently kiss his stomach and lightly rubbing his rough fingers over the soft skin around his thighs.
Izuku sighed lightly, stretching his arms down to wrap them around the back of Katsuki’s warm, sweaty neck.
He slowly licked downward, the warmth of his lips pressing against Izuku’s sensitive skin.
Izuku could feel the warmth pooling in his stomach as Katsuki bit down on his skin, a whine escaping his lips.
"Can I?" Katsuki asked lips positioned above his cock.
Izuku nodded urgently, desperete to be touched.
He felt Katsuki's mouth wrap around his cock, warm lips moving down to take all of him in.
Izuku gasped, moving his hands up from Katsuki’s neck, to clutch his head tightly.
He could feel Katsuki's sharp, blonde hair grazing his skin and rubbing against him.
Izuku involintarily bucked into his mouth, precum dribbling down the back of Katsuki’s throat.
Katsuki moaning lightly, vibrations sending pleasure coursing through Izuku.
Katsuki then began move, hands grasping the sides of Izuku’s hips to keep steady.
"Fuck." Izuku mumbled, bucking into his mouth as he moved.
He stopped for a second, releasing him.
Moving one of his hands from Izuku’s side to wrap around the shaft.
Pushing a finger up inside him, Katsuki slowly moved until he heard Izuku gasping.
"K-k-kachaaaaann."
"What?"
"F-fuck meeee." He moaned, moving his hand down in an attempt to finish himself off.
Katsuki slapped his hand away, climbing on top of Izuku, slowly pushing himself deeper inside until a low moan escaped Izuku’s throat.
He began to thrust inside him, moving faster with every louder growing moan from Izuku.
The sound of slapping filled to the room, as their waists moved together, skin against skin.
Izuku shreiked, as he came onto Katsuki's chest, Katsuki came shortly after, filling Izuku’s hole with cum.
"Can I pull out?" He said gently, stroking Izukus’s cheek and leaning down to kiss him lightly.
Izuku met his eyes nodding lightly, as if in a daze.
He let out a groan as warm liquid spilled out of his ass, legs quivering slightly.
They both repositioned, now facing the ceiling.
Izuku reached out his hand, giggling slightly.
Katsuki rolled his eyes, interlocking their fingers earning a kiss on the cheek from Izuku.
"Kachaan."
"What?"
"What are we gonna tell everyone?"
"That you're extremely fuckable."
Izuku blushed, taken aback.
"Okay like, actually." He said, trying his best to look serious.
"Who cares?" Katsuki said,
climbing on top of Izuku and pulling him into a hug.