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Bakugo and Izuku were on a mission in Kyoto. Some wanna-be-gangsters were vandalizing peoples properties and stealing things from peoples yard. Katsuki couldn't believe what he was doing. It was so pathetic, this could've been dealt with by local authorities. Why would the cops call out some of the top heroes in the country for such a pathetic issue. The perpetrators were only some weak ass teenagers, right?
The two heroes were searching a basement where the gang would hang out and meet at. Katsuki had an annoyed scowl on his face. "What a waste of my time..." He mumbled under his breath, his nostril twitching.
"Dynamight, I found something!" Izuku blurted with a slight quiver to his voice. He looked a bit disgusted. He held a bottle in his hand that was wrapped in masking tape, The hand that held it was shaking slightly. He was happy he had his hero gloves on, but they'd definitely need to be washed right after this mission.
"Damnit Deku! Don't tamper with evidence!" Katsuki shouted the second he saw it in f youIzukus hand, smacking it away. "You don't know what that is! There could be anything in that bottle. Don't touch shit without permission." He lectured, Izuku rolled his eyes.
"It'll be fine! I have gloves on, and I have my mask." He defended, pointing to the silver mask around his neck, resting in front of his yellow cape. He then puffed his cheeks and pouted. Katsuki felt his heart skip a beat. God.. Katsuki always thought Izuku was so cute when he was pouty. The way his big green eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed was adorable to him.
"Lets keep looking for stuff. And don't touch it." Katsuki said, pointing his finger at him. They dug through boxes, finding a few things, but nothing like the weird bottle. Searching was tiring, working for too long stressed Katsukis heart out. As much as Izuku wanted to help him and insist on him taking a break, he was stubborn and said he was fine. Which just sparked Izukus attitude, which also made Katsukis already strained heart beat faster.
Katsuki had always liked Izuku, even if he didn't let it show. His feelings sparked after Izukus vigilante phase. When their old class rescued him, and Katsuki finally got that apology off his chest, he watched Izukus beautiful eyes light up for the first time in a long time . Izuku had leaned on his shoulder asleep the whole way to the dorms. Izuku had relied on him for food when he got home. He had always complimented his cooking .It was so nice to see Izuku put his weight back on and look healthier. Caring for Izuku always felt right, like it was meant to happen.
Katsuki snapped out of his thoughts as a slight hissing sound came from that weird bottle. A gas quickly filled the air around them and they began to cough harshly. The gas has an unpleasant smell, the color of the gas was this murky pink.
“The hell is this?!” Katsuki shouted, trying to swat the air away from their faces, but it was too late. It had already entered their systems. They had no clue what they were breathing in. Izuku pulled his mask off and placed it on Katsukis face to prevent it from getting into his lungs more. Izuku always cared for his sensitive lungs and heart, making sure he was safe before he did anything. The both of them felt heat rushing to their groins.
“Kacchan…” Izuku whined his name, it made Katsuki flinch slightly. Their dicks pulsed as he looked at Izukus pathetic looking face. Izukus eyes were wide and needy, he looked like he was pleading for something.
“Damnit.. Stop looking at me like that, Deku.” He grumbled, trying to ignore the growing warmth on his cheeks and his throbbing boner.
“Youre so pretty…” Izuku moaned out, Katsukis narrow eyes widened.
“The hell are you talking about?.. I'm nothing special..” Katsukis voice shook as he spoke. He seemed undoubtedly nervous, his heart pounded in his chest. Izuku stepped close to Katsukis face, bumping the tips of their noses together. Izuku gripped the blonde's waist and spoke.
“Is this okay?” He asked, and Katsuki nodded. The gas was messing with their brains. Izuku pulled the mask off Katsukis face. The tips of their boners pressing against each other, it made both of them suppress a moan or whine. An electric sensation shot through both of them at the delicate connection. Izuku fidgeted with the grenades on Katsukis belt, then softly kissed him. Both of their eyes faded shut quickly. Katsukis callused fingers reached up to grip Izukus freckled cheeks. He didnt fight him off, his brain felt like it was filled with fog and their lips moved against each other; they fit together like a puzzle piece. Izuku pressed the tip of his tongue against the small line between Katsukis lips. Katsukis felt like he could finish now, but he controlled himself. He opened his mouth and allowed their tongues to meet in a sloppy way that only a teenager would find attractive.
Inside the basement that they were searching, there was a couch with a crappy pillow on it. How convenient for them, it looked kinda comfortable. The black couch has a soft texture to it. Izuku pulled their faces apart and gently guided Katsuki to the couch, laying him down against the pillow and crawling on top of him.
“Is this alright?” Izuku asked again as he pressed his lips against Katsukis ear, the material of his gauge and hearing aid tickled Izukus lips
“It's more than alright, now stop asking you idiot.” Katsuki moaned out, Izuku moved from his ear to his cheek, pecking the scar. Izuku was far too gentle with him, but thats what Katsuki loved. He admired how soft and caring Izuku could be.
“Do you mind if I…” Izuku trailed off, looking at the black and white zipper that perfectly blended in with Katsukis suit. He immediately started to nod, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Izuku wasted no time and took the top of Katsukis hero suit off, his hands trailing across his muscular and scarred chest as his top was removed.
“Do you seriously have any idea how beautiful I think you are, Kacchan?..” He asked, and Katsukis cheeks reddened.
“Shut up! Like I said, I'm nothing special.” He was trying so hard to seem big and tough, but it was useless to try against Izuku. They knew each other for so long that Izuku could see right through him.
“You’re special to me though” Izuku said as he moved his lips to the scar in the middle of Katsukis chest, pecking the sensitive skin, making Katsuki shiver. Damnit.. The way Izuku was acting was driving him nuts.
Katsukis hands tan up to Izukus tight curls, his fingers moving song his scalp in a soothing motion. Izuku straddled his lap and grinded against him , making Katsuki freeze and bite his lip and let out a needy whine. He then stopped moving, making Katsuki groan in frustration
“Why are you stopping, asshole…” he grumbled, reaching to grab Izukus waist. Izukus hand snapped and gripped Katsukis wrist
“What are you doing? Izuku asked, then continued “I'm the one who's supposed to guide you.. You.. You've gotta listen to me!” Izuku stammered out with a red face, he looked like a strawberry. Katsuki nearly laughed at his attempt at dominance.
“Youve gotta relax, Izuku. Stop trying to be someone you're not.” He said with a smirk, and Izuku let go of his wrist. After a pause in their dialogue, Izuku spoke up.
“What do you want me to do to you?..” He asked softly.
“I want you to touch me, wherever you want. Don’t be shy, I won't bite.” Katsukis words calmed Izuku down a bit, but he was still flustered and nervous. Izuku looked down at Bakugos boner and swallowed. His hand reached for the zipper on his pants and he pulled them down ever so slightly, just enough so he could access a small amount of his thighs and his dick. He then removed his boxers. His pink blush didn't calm as his hand shakily reached to wrap around his length. He began to move his hand up and down Katsukis dick, his deep green eyes met Bakugos red ones. He heard him let out a trembling breath at the touch.
“If you stop, I'll kill you…” Katsuki grunted out, his brows furrowed.
“I promise I won't, only if you tell me to.” He said.
“Hah… Izuku.. You're so gorgeous.” Bakugo moaned out,
Izukus entire face went pink, as well as the tips of his ears. He slowly lowered his face to his crotch while averting his gaze from Katsukis narrow eyes.
“I’ve never done this before, tell me if I'm doing something wrong, please. I don't wanna make you uncomfortable or worse; hurt you.”
“You don't need instructions, Izuku.. I trust you. Just don't do anything you think is stupid.” He said, putting his hand back in his green hair. It was so soft..
“Ah.. Okay..” He mumbled, Bakugos tip now pressed against his lips. Izuku looked up at Katsuki, then took him in his mouth. Katsuki let out a gentle, airy whine. Izuku guided his dick into his mouth, his eyes fluttering shut. Izukus cheeks hollowed slightly as he sucked, his tongue moving with him as his head moved up and down. The taste was salty, yet he could taste the slight sweetness from Katsukis sweat.
“Holy shit…” Katsuki moaned out, his hips bucking. Pre dripped from his tip and onto Izukus tongue, which made Izuku pull off and look at him.
“Already?” He asked, smirking softly.
“Shut up, moron.. It's just pre, don’t flatter yourself.” He grunted out, glaring at Izuku.
Izuku went back to sucking, his head moving up and down. Katsuki let out soft and gentle whines, not allowing himself to be too loud. That would be so pathetic of him. Izuku kept moving his lips on and off of him to ask if Katsuki was okay. It would always be when he was on edge and about to finish when Izuku pulled off. He was teasing him. What an asshole.
“Damnit Izuku… Stop fucking whith me.” He said with red cheeks and a raspy voice. Izuku pulled off again, pressing his tip against his tongue and stroking him. Katsuki nearly yelped at the touch. He slapped a hand over his mouth and whined into the back of it. Izuku laughed at his face, pumping his hand faster. His arm burned from the rapid pace he was moving at. He knew Katsuki was close.
“Holy fuck.. Don’t.. Don’t stop.. Please..” Katsuki whined, trying to keep his voice down. His vision was becoming blurry as he stared at Izuku. The way his green eyes were staring up at him while he did something so filthy was so attractive.
Katsuki felt himself reaching that peak. The hot pool was forming in his dick as his length twitched on Izukus tongue. His hand clenched over his mouth tightly as he whimpered into his palm. Hot, sticky seed spilling into Izukus mouth and throat. It tasted like sweet caramel.
“Already, Kacchan?...” He said after swallowing. His movements came to a stop.
“Mmm… Shut up… Shut your mouth right now.” He said in a husky tone. Izuku crawled up and kissed his cheek.
“You did amazing. Im proud of you..” Izuku smiled, Katsuki scoffed and hid his blush.
They looked around, remembering they had a mission to finish. Izuku helped Katsuki clean himself off with a rag that was in his pocket. Katsuki stayed close to Izuku the rest of the mission, having a slight limp the whole time. Thankfully, Izuku was there to take care of him.