I've come back to my dorm because I was too tired to even talk to Kirishima. My eyes were like a broken light, flickering.
I locked my door and fell onto my bed however I wished at the moment. As I drifted myself to sleep, the image of Deku stayed in my head and I didn't know how to get rid of it.
By the time I was in a dream state, all I saw beneath me was the lewdest my mind has ever gone to. His hands grasped my shoulders desperately, his fingers digging right into me.
He let out soft and sharp pants, his lips stayed wet and inviting in a way. I traced my finger over them which he then hitched his breath at the touch.
He looked helpless and desperate to be taken and done to the extreme. My hands were not in my control even if I pulled my own conscious back. I fucking hated it but then at the same time was contradicting myself.
I took hold of his neck and it made him go crazy, staring right into my eyes with this striking and lustful energy that I never imagined from him.
As my hand travelled down to his hips, I gripped his ass tightly in hopes of a reaction but he just continues to look at me with the same eyes as always.
I turned him around so I can see all of him, his back was bent up like a feline. I couldn't stop myself from grabbing him in all the places I wanted to.
I leaned in closer, stroking his chest up to his neck which I then came to trail my teeth against his nape.
I took a hold of his waist and pushed him towards me, he was a visual craving to my eyes. I would look at him all day even.
I touched the inside of his ass, gently. Clasping his cock then, this slowly made me realize what I was doing. I froze up at the sight below me.
I could merely hear his moans escape his mouth, he buried his face into the bedsheets and murmured, "More, Kacchan." ——— I suddenly woke up from that awful thing I just imagined, I planted my face into my hands out of frustration.
"God save me, what the fuck was that?" I rolled out of my bed and tumbled around the floor. All I could think is how the fuck can I erase that out of my head, nevertheless gave him.
"Ah fuck sake, I need a breather." I grab a cigarette out of my packet and opened up my door.
Much to my surprise of course the fucking brat, the last person I want to see right now opened the door across from me.
He held his garbage bag, obviously about to take his trash out. Seeing him instantly reminded me of my dumb dream, my stomach ached.
He blankly looked at me, I had to be the one who caused confusion of all. It was as if I was embarrassed or something...
I stepped back in and shut the door so fast, I couldn't stand the idea of facing him after all that shit. I just couldn't.
I face away from the door and took a breath of relief, why did I have to think about that? That's just so fucking random.
(Deku's POV)
"What's going on just now? He left so abruptly, wasn't he about to go out for a smoke? Did he left because of me?" so many questions ran through my mind.
"As upsetting as that was, I should check up on him and make sure he's alright." I thought to myself, taking my phone out.
Kacchan
Izuku: hey is everything alright?
Izuku: here don't leave me on read again
Kacchan: yh
Izuku: yh? Waaa 🤨
Kacchan: I got ill just by looking at u
Izuku: doesn't everyone? 😌
Kacchan: ur fucking weird
Izuku: as long as you're alright, that's all I wanted to know.
Izuku: you had me thinking my hair looked weird or something. Or even worse, zits...
Kacchan: shut up Deku
Izuku: okay kacchan
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