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    “You should beg,” Katsuki snarled, his hand tightening so hard in green curls that Izuku let out a sharp gasp. “You should be down on the fucking concrete.”

    “Make me, then,” Izuku taunted, his eyes dark and utterly shameless. He didn’t care that two people were standing five feet away. He rolled his hips deliberately upward, grinding his unbuckled waist directly against Katsuki’s thigh.

    Pulling up to the shop at 1:42 AM dressed like an invitation was supposed to make a point.

    Unfortunately for Izuku–
    –Katsuki refuses to take the bait.

    A bad bluff, a few snapped buttons, and a very loud interruption later, Izuku is reminded of two simple facts:

    1. He can't run in dress boots.
    2. Katsuki doesn't let anyone else touch what's his*.

     

    *his husband, that is.

     

    Standalone explicit cut to the longfic (Gear)shift Happens, I Guess.

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