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Katsuki had no fucking clue-- why.. or how he found himself standing at todorokis door.
After the bullshit he pulled 3 weeks ago at his family's home, realistically he should want to kill that idiot.
But everytime he saw that bastard from then on, his insides burned with such an intense fire katsuki swore he was gonna pass out.
He needed to get it out of his system, yet no matter how much he masturbated he couldnt recreate the intense burn of shoto buried inside his cunt.
So on baited breath, katsuki delivered a few sharp knocks to the door. Standing anxiously.
The door opened with a click and shoto stood there, looking a little perplexed to see katsuki at the door.
“I need to talk to you, icy-hot.” He grunted, averting his gaze from shotos multicolored eyes.
“Oh.” He said “come in.”
Shoto moved out of the way to let Katsuki walk in, gently shutting the door behind him.
Shoto was quiet, staring at bakugo with rather eager eyes. Waiting for something.
“I need something from you.” Katsuki said, shoto nodded once
“What is it?”
Katsuki still didnt look him in the eyes
“Since-- since that night at your place i havent-- fuck” katsuki covered his face with one hand to stop the blush creeping up on him.
“It changed something in me i dont fucking know-- but this isn't me fucking telling you i like you or some bullshit--”
Shoto was silent, and still. A little too still.
“When you say ‘changed’...” he drawled out “bakugo are you pre--”
“Oh fuck off!” Katsuki snapped, shoto closed his mouth quickly. “The stupid pill worked, you asshole. I'd fucking kill you if you knocked me up.”
“I see”
“Thats not what i'm Talking about though-- i mean that i cant fucking…” katsuki grumbled, he couldn't believe he was fucking saying this to shoto Todoroki of all people.
“I cant…cum” he muttered, his hands dropping to his sides and squeezing into fists
Shoto was silent, and then katsuki could see him walk closer to him, until he was just a few inches in front of him.
He watched with baited breath as Shoto's hand came up to cup katsukis cheek, and turn his head up to look at him.
“Do you need my help?” Shoto asked calmly-- katsuki swallowed down a whimper.
“Fuck off..”
With those words shoto leaned down and pressed a kiss to katsukis mouth, his arms wrapping around his waist.
Katsuki let it happen, let shoto take control for just a moment while he tried to regain his composure.
Shotos tongue pressed into his lips, katsuki opening his mouth to let him inside. Shoto's hands sliding up under Katsuki's shirt, earning a whimper from the stark difference of each hand's temperature.
He could already feel Shoto's dick filling in against his thigh..
Katsuki's hands reached for Shoto's belt, earning a startled gasp as he undid his pants.
“Sit on the chair” katsuki ordered as he pulled away from the kiss.
Shoto made no arguments as he took a seat at his desk chair, and katsuki pulled his pants and boxers down his thighs, legs, then discarded them somewhere.
Katsuki didnt get a great look at it last time, but he sure felt a lot of it. It was was big-- and it definitely added up in girth, the middle of his shaft more flared out than the base of it.
This was inside him last time??
Katsuki pushed Shoto's legs apart so he could sit on the floor between them, shoto looking down at him with hooded eyes.
“Bakugo..” his voice was even quieter, barely a whisper, but it was low, deeper than his normal tone.
A throb
Katsuki leaned down and licked up the shaft, Shoto's breath hitching-- he slowly licked at the tip, pressing his tongue hard against the opening, before carefully taking it into his mouth, easing inch by inch.
Shoto gasped a little, his hand coming to find Katsuki's hair-- he wasn't grabbing, just resting it there.
Katsuki couldn't take it all the way considering he had little to no experience with dick sucking at all.
Rolling his tongue against the underside of Shoto's shaft had his hand twitch in his hair. He let out a whimper this time.
It was so hot it hurt. How could he be so attractive when hes this fucking pathetic about getting his dick sucked?
Katsuki hollowed out his cheeks and bobbed his head slowly, drool rolling down his shaft now.
“B..bakugo” his composure slipping “please”
Katsuki didn't stop though. He was gonna make sure shoto was weak for him after this.
He pulled back just enough and began to suckle and tease the tip, earning more noises from shoto, making his pussy drool excitedly at the sounds.
After just a little more teasing and a little more begging from Shoto, Katsuki pulled away slowly, Shoto's breath ragged and hard-- his dick twitching and jumping eagerly.
It was hotter than he expected.
Katsuki stood up, and slid his shorts and boxers off, kicking them aside as shoto sat in the chair looking at him with hazy eyes
Katsuki turned around and sat on Todoroki's lap, his dick pressed against his folds, his arms instinctively wrapping around katsukis waist in an attempt to ground himself.
“Remember what we talked about last time?” Katsuki asked, rolling his hips against shoto, his dick sliding between wet folds.
“Slow…” he murmured, he was already submitting to katsuki with such ease, pressing his lips into katsuki's nape
“Good boy” Katsuki said-- the embarrassment of such words weighing on him. It hardly sounded like him-- but he can't lie that it was really hot the way shoto reacted to those words.
Katsuki lifted his hips-- enough where Shoto's dick slid up against his hole-- the tip gently pressing in.
Shoto's breathing was slow, trying to relax himself as Katsuki slowly sank his hot cunt onto his dick.
Katsuki let out a shaky moan when he was fully seated on his cock-- already feeling him throb inside.
“Relax.” Katsuki ordered, Shoto nodded against his back, his arms squeezing Katsuki a little tighter to keep himself still.
Katsuki had to focus on not clenching on Shoto's dick, otherwise he would get too excited again. He wanted to take his sweet ass tome unraveling this fucker.
Katsuki took in a few calming breaths before slowly lifting his hips-- not too much, and dropping back onto Shoto's lap-- shotos hand gripped his shirt tight.
Katsuki lifted again, and Shoto's lips pressed into his skin again as he dropped back down.
He was trying to stay quiet.
It almost irritated katsuki-- his resolve slipping. But he is not going to go any harder or faster yet. Shoto has to earn it.
A roll of his hips slow, grating. Shotos breathing was trembling, and so was his hand as katsuki raised his hips up again and dropped down.
“Nngh..” shotos voice cracked a bit-- katsukis insides throbbed hard hearing it.
Katsuki continued on- lifting, dropping. Repeat--- shoto was whining more, he was tense around katsuki, stilling his hips as much as he could.
On the next raise of his hips, before he could drop back down-- shotos hips twitched upward, earning a moan from katsuki
“F--fuck.” He grunted “stay still you bastard”
“Youre so warm..” shoto said shakily, katsuki could feel his intense heartbeat against his back.
“Behave. Or else i’ll sit here all night and wont let you move”
Shoto whined lowly, nuzzling against katsukis back.
“Okay.”
Bakugo huffed a little in triumph, rolling his hips slowly, back and forth, Shoto's hand began to rub soothing circles into his hip with his thumb.
It was kinda cute. He was trying so hard to be relaxed.
Katsuki decided he could pick up the pace a bit, he raised up- his hips higher than before-- just below the head, letting shoto watch as katsuki slowly dropped his hips down, taking in every inch back down to the hilt.
Shoto stuttered.
“Do that again please…” he begged “you look good like that.”
Katsuki hummed, lifting his hips up, Shoto leaned back into the chair to get a better look, watching as Katsuki's pussy stretched around his dick.
Shoto squeezed Katsuki's hips as he dropped down again.
“Baku…ghh..”
“Relax. Youre a good boy, arent you?” Katsuki asked, shoto nodding desperately.
“I'm a good bo…hnggh..” he grunted as katsuki lifted and dropped a little harder, shoto trailing off.
“Yeah..” katsuki said breathily “thats it..”
Katsuki wanted so badly to increase the pace, his pussy practically begging for it. He wanted to cum so eagerly, but he wasn't even there yet. The arousal burned through his veins.
Katsuki stilled his hips, trying to catch his breath, Shoto was throbbing inside of him-- sighing as he pressed another kiss to his neck. The intimacy Shoto exhibited-- even while he was trying to take control burned at his skin in warm pulses.
Just as Katsuki lifted his hips back up, Shoto suddenly dragged him down, earning a loud moan from katsuki.
“Fucking--” he gasped, getting ready to scold Todoroki for his impatience when he realized…
Shoto was trembling. His hands clutching the thin fabric of his shirt, and his face buried into his back.
Was he fucking crying??
Katsukis heart stilled as he listened to shotos shuddery breaths. He wasn't sobbing per se but he was definitely crying-- Katsuki couldn't understand why.
He bit back his frustration-- and tried to push s calmer tone ask he spoke.
“Why are… you crying?”
Shoto was quiet, he turned his head a but to press his cheek into Katsuki's back, staying still. Katsuki couldn't see his face, but hes positive his heart might leap out his throat if he could.
“I'm Sorry” shoto muttered finally. Katsuki held in his huff. “You said you dont like me… but i..” he paused, holding in his words almost uncharacteristically.
“I feel so much love right now. I don't understand it”
Katsuki stared off, his heart pounding in his chest.
Katsuki swallowed hard. He thought this would totally ruin the mood, but in turn it just made Katsuki more desperate.
Katsukis hand pressed into shotos thigh, rubbing his thumb across his smooth skin. Earning a whimper from him.
“Shoto.” Katsuki said.. “what is it you want?”
A silence.
“I cannot answer”
Katsuki scoffed
“You already confessed your love to me 3 weeks ago. What is it you want?”
Shoto pressed his face into Katsuki's back a little harder, his hands shaking.
“You.”
“Tch.”
Katsuki rolled his hips again, Shoto whined a little louder. His heart was pounding, feeling like it was about to explode. His chest hurt so bad and he felt dizzy at this confession of his. He didn't want to think about it-- what any of it actually meant so he went back to lifting his hips up. Shoto's hips rolled upwards in desperation, earning a moan from them both.
Before katsuki could raise his hips again, shoto was gripping his waist, and lifting him up himself-- his calm demeanor tearing at the seams. Earning a desperate cry from bakugo
“Shoto---” he gasped hard, Todoroki standing them up from the chair-- Katsuki having to stand on his tip toes to keep shoto inside, whining as Shoto held him just like that, and rutted his hips inside. His breathing ragged.
“Y--youre not supposed to--ungh--” he moaned
“I know--” he murmured “i need you--”
Shoto's thrusts were ragged, desperate. He was lost in the feeling, his own grunts and moans slipping out in desperation, katsuki saw stars.
Suddenly Shoto pulled out and pushed him onto the bed-- rolling him over onto his back-- where they could finally see each other.
Shoto's eyes were still wet, his breaths in short little gasps. He leaned down and kissed bakugo hard-- his hands tangling in his hair.
Katsuki sighed into the kiss, letting shoto lick and bite at his mouth, the tip of his dick pressing against his clit-- sliding and pushing before reaching his hole and sliding back in.
“Mmfhh--” he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut as shoto pulled away, rutting his hips a bit, pushing all the way to the hilt.
“Bakugo..” he gasped out shakily, his hands gently exploring his skin.. Katsuki felt lightheaded-- his skin pulsing hot.
Slowly rolling his hips, shoto leaned back down and wrapped his arms under Katsuki's back, holding him in a tight embrace as Katsuki's legs wrapped around his waist.
Shoto was still, his breathing getting rapid, his face buried in the crook of his neck. Katsuki could feel a mixture of cold and warm tears land on his skin.
So he brought his hands up, one on his back, one in his hair.. he pet slowly, calmly. This was probably a level of traumatized Katsuki had never seen before.
“Youre fine, icy-hot…” he murmured, feeling embarrassed at his shit abilities to comfort anyone, let alone Shoto.
Shoto's breathing slowed, but he wouldn't move his face from Katsuki's neck… slowly rutting his hips again.
Katsuki expected Shoto's movements to get desperate and hard-- but he was gentle, somehow he managed to coax Katsuki's hand into his, interlocking their fingers as he rolled his hips in slow shallow thrusts, the faintest whispers of his name on his lips. Kissing against Katsuki's pulsing neck.
Katsuki felt his composure slipping-- his chest beating hard. He couldn't handle this romantic feeling. He wanted it to be aggressive, he wanted shoto to take control again and do what he wants with him.
So why.. is it like this?
Katsuki gently kicked his heel into Shoto's back.
“Why are you so slow..?” He huffed
“I want to feel every inch of you” the response was quick and calculated, making Katsuki's heart throb-- then still, and then beat hard.
“Youre so gross” he bit out, squeezing Shoto's hair gently “have some fun”
Shoto whined and katsuki flinched when he felt Shoto's teeth graze his neck.. positive he could feel his intense scalding pulse at his jugular. The sense of danger mixing with the slow pleasure.
Shoto adjusted his position a bit, pressing his knee onto the bed-- and then thrusted hard, Katsuki biting off his moan and keening into shotos shoulder.
“Nghhh--uh!”
“Bakugo…” he murmured, his thrusts getting more aggressive in such a sudden switchup. Katsuki gripped his hair a little tighter, making shoto stutter.
Katsuki gasped hard, moans getting more desperate.
“Shoto-- shh..unnghh-- fuckfuckfuck--” he cried into his shoulder, feeling Shoto bite down on his neck gently.
“B..b-- uufh.. I love..love…you…love you--” Shoto murmured, warm tears falling down and hitting Katsuki's skin.
Katsuki's thighs squeezed desperately around Shoto's hips. He didn't even care anymore, he squeezed Shoto's hand in his desperately, moaning loudly.
“I'm gonna--” Shoto whined, but Katsuki squeezed tighter. He wasn't gonna let him go.
“Inside…” Katsuki moaned, shoto flinched a bit and lifted his head to look at Katsuki-- being able to finally see his teary face.
“But..”
“I said inside--” Katsuki huffed, keening at another hard thrust, throwing his head back.
Shoto latched onto Katsuki's exposed neck, biting, licking and sucking, leaving marks of desperation and a deep, growing obsession all across his skin.
Shoto's thrusts got ragged as Katsuki gasped and shuddered hard, trying to focus on his orgasm.
“Shoto-- fuck-- please--please..” his voice drawing into a high pitched whine.
“Katsuki--” he murmured, katsuki could feel his hand holding onto his was getting hotter--- and a chill feeling where Shoto's other hand was latched onto his hip.
“I'm--cum--unghh!!” Katsuki weeped, throwing his head forward to bury into Shoto's shoulder, his thighs shaking hard as he came-- that familiar gush of wetness pouring out of him-- splashing between them as Shoto pounded into him.
A few more desperate thrusts and Shoto bit him hard, earning a keening whine from katsuki as he felt shoto push as far as he could-- a burning hot warmth in his gut as Shoto spilled deep inside him, katsuki shaking in Shoto's grip.
Their bodies relaxed slowly, the high of their orgasms leaving them.. panting in unison.
Shoto tried to move off Katsuki but was locked down by his legs.
“K..Katsuki… if i stay here then ill--”
“I dont care…” he huffed shakily “you can fuck me a hundred more times if you have to.”
He felt a throb inside him.
“Thats not humanly possible”
“It was an exaggeration”
“Oh..”
Katsuki's legs finally relaxed, releasing shoto from his desperate grasp. Slowly he pulled out, katsuki whining at the loss of fullness.
Shoto stood there for a second, wavering a little, staring down at Katsuki-- in a puddle of his own mess with Shoto's cum leaking out of him.
Shoto dropped down to his knees, before Katsuki could ask what the hell he was doing, shoto latched his lips onto katsuki's clit, earning a loud gasp.
“Y--you!” Katsuki covered his mouth with one hand, and tried to push at Shoto's head with the other, desperately lapping at Katsuki's pussy.
“Y--youre fucking disgusting” he moaned
“I wanted to do this last time but you attacked me” he murmured into his cunt.
“B-because you fucking came in me--!” He gasped loud
“You wanted it this time…” Todoroki said, earning a smack at the top of his head from katsuki.
“G..get the hell off-- it's Sensitive.” He said, pushing Shoto with his foot.
Standing up dejectedly and wiping off his mouth, he laid down beside Katsuki, staring at him.
Katsuki blushed, frustrated at Shoto's gaze and looked away.
“The hell are you staring at me for?”
Shoto was quiet for a second, before scooting a little closer and resting his head on Katsuki's chest, his arm resting around his waist..
“Nothing…”
Katsuki huffed, and moved his arm to run through Shoto's hair.
“Bakugo…” he murmured “I'm sorry about last time.”
“Tch… it doesn't matter now.”
Shoto was quiet like he wanted to say something more, but let out a soft “okay”
Katsuki's heart still hurts for some reason. Wasn't he satisfied now? He got what he wanted.. Why does he not feel any better?
Katsuki furrowed his brows as he stared at the ceiling.
“Hey. Icy-hot, "Katsuki said.
“Yes?”
“Did you mean it? When you said all that shit?”
“Said what?”
“That you---” Katsuki bit his cheek “love me.”
Shoto nuzzled against Katsuki's chest.
“Yeah. I'm Sorry”
“Stop fucking apologizing”
“Sorry.”
Katsuki scoffed, squeezed at Shoto's hair gently, enough to make him sigh in content.
“i accept.”
Shoto sat up, an expression of bewilderment.
“What?”
“I said I accept. The hell do you mean ‘what'?”
“But.. you…” he murmured, then covered his face.
“Okay dont start fucking crying right now.” Katsuki huffed “you can at least cry after i'm done talking, you baby.”
“Okay…” he murmured.
“I-- ugh. I'm Really shitty at this stuff so just fucking bear with me.”
Shoto was quiet, looking at katsuki with worried brows
It was really cute…
“I thought that-- me doing this again would make me feel some way. Some sort of indifferent about you again. But it didnt fucking work and now-- after you said all that shit my stupid heart wont stop fucking beating like crazy and it's pissing me off so if-- if this is what it's like.. love or whatever i accept your stupid feelings because my feelings are stupid too.” He blurted out “there, i fucking said it”
Shoto stared at him bewildered…
“You love me?” He asked like he was scared for some reason.
“Isnt that what i just said--”
“Sorry.” Shoto said quickly. “I didn't expect it… thank you”
“God you're such a weirdo.” Katsuki huffed.
Shoto pulled him into a tight hug, katsuki squirming awkwardly as shoto held him.
“I'm Grateful.” He muttered "I've never felt this before.”
“Great to know i'm fixing your weird robot heart”
“Yeah..” shoto sighed wistfully “you are.”