Was gonna add this to Vixen but it's just too good to go there. At least for me. Lol. Enjoy.
I take a hot boy.
And give him cold feet.
When it comes to love I'm like a surgeon.
I'm a true tactician.
I'll make your body better, let me get in the right position.
Lay your head back on that pillow and relax your mind.
- Like A Surgeon x Ciara
One thing about you, you could keep a secret. No matter what it was, if someone told you to never tell a soul– you wouldn't. And that's what Katsuki loved about you. The two of you have been secretly seeing each other for the past few months, with the exception of your small circle. The two of you meeting through Mina, who you knew back in middle school. You learned quickly that Katsuki was a private person– what went on in the bedroom, stayed in the bedroom. And boy, did alot of things happen in that bedroom.
You decided to do something different tonight however, knowing he'd be home late from work, you snapped a picture of the sexy nurse outfit you picked up while you were shopping and sent it to the group chat where you, Mina and Jirou would casually converse. You were scared out of your mind, not really sure what Katsuki would say about that little number, and you wanted to be sure you wouldn't make a complete fool out of yourself. Mina insisted on a group video call, just so she could see what you particularly looked like in the lingerie.
"Okay, how do I look?" You asked, taking a step back so the both of them could get a good look. You look at yourself in the mirror of the bathroom, adjusting the bra straps on your shoulders.
"Holy shit." Mina says breathlessly, her face pressed into her phone. "I knew you'd look hot, but got damn, Y/N."
"Bakugo's gonna have a heart attack when he sees you." Jirou says with a nod.
You lean down, adjusting the white fishnets onto your thighs, continuing to check yourself out in the mirror. You were nervous as hell, given the fact that you've never wore something so lewd before. You place the cute little nurse hat on your head, fixing it so it sat perfectly in your hair.
"That's the point, Jirou." Mina says.
"I'm nervous." You admit, wiping your hands together. "What if he laughs?"
"Kill him." Mina shrugged her shoulders. "But since he wont, you don't have anything to worry about. He'll love it."
You hear the front door open, panic filling you. He was home.
"Shit!" You whisper grabbing your phone. "He's here! Gotta go!"
You quickly end the call and stepped into your red heels you'd gotten to go along with the white and red color scheme of the nurse outfit before walking out of the bathroom. You placed your phone on the nighstand, fixing yourself one more time before standing in the center of the room.
"Babe?" He calls, but you don't answer. That would ruin the surpise for one– and two, you didn't want him to hear the nerves in your voice. You hear his foot steps get louder as you stare at the door in the dark room of his bedroom, your chest heaving, heart beating in your throat.
"I thought she'd be here already." He grumbles, opening the door and flicking the light on. He looks up, catching you in his sight before he froze completely, the air leaving his lungs, mouth slightly open. He couldn't breath, couldn't think. You looked good. You looked damn good. So fucking good it made his cock instantly hard just looking at you.
"Hi." You coo to him. "On time as always."
He quickly shuts his mouth, his chest rising and falling in short bursts. His eyes scanning over you slowly, his tongue slowly dragging across his lips.
