𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢'𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ||𝐊.𝐁 & 𝐈.𝐌||

II: Negotiation

II: Negotiation

Third POV
*Mature Content Ahead*

Everyone other than the Boss and the new Second In Command had headed back to main residence, despite their persistent suggestions Katsuki had refused over and over again.

The rest of the hall lights were turned off, making the entire floor pitch black besides the conference room that still had the natural office light glow to illuminate the area.

Izuku and Katsuki sat on far ends of the oval shaped table, Izuku staying silent and looking down at his hands taking slight glances at the blond who had an unreadable expression.

In the middle of the table contained a crystalline champagne bucket filled with ice to the halfway point and a pricy bottle of Sauvignon Blanc.

"Katsuki... I'm confused..." Izuku softly murmured watching The blond roll his head, before leaning over and grabbing the wine bottle, unwrapping it with his teeth.

"Isn't it obvious?" He raised his brow, placing the bottle to his lips and taking a gulp, "This is a meeting, Izuku."  He loosened his tie before pulling the drink back, getting up, swiftly moving to the green haired boy.

"You know something," Katsuki whispered, lowering himself a bit, pulling Izuku's face closer to his own, "Mafia leaders and their second in command often talk."

His finger tugged at Izuku's plump bottom lip, Izuku's mouth slightly opening in the process; the drink getting closer the blond making Izuku take a gulp as well.

"But you and I are different, you and I need to negotiate our terms so we are both on the same page." Katsuki instructed, leaning in and licking the excess drink off of Izuku's lips.

He got up and headed back to his seat, his previous actions left Izuku's heart pounding, and the rush of blood heading to his cock made him cross his legs.

Shit. There was something about this environment or maybe even Katsuki that turned him on more than it should've, it was a meeting for fuck's sake.

He placed the bottle down, removing his suit jacket as well as the red tie, "Negotiating is a key tactic to make sure both parties are satisfied, but I'm sure someone like you understands that much."

His red eyed gaze was strong, scanning his lover up and down, all sorts of horny alarms were going off in his head, thirsty ideas came with image of Izuku in his clothing.

Ivory colored, plunged & back revealing and open ankled jumpsuit with two measly pieces of string tied at the back of his neck could easily undo this outfit. Katsuki lifted up two fingers, without a word beckoning Izuku to come to him, like a dog to their master Izuku followed graciously.

When he arrived, Katsuki told him to move in front, place his hands on the table and close his eyes, despite the confusion Izuku followed along. He shivered, feeling warm hands start from his silk covered thighs up to his ass, where they cupped it ever so lovingly, before a clap rang, and his ass began to sting, finally registering Katsuki had smacked it.

He felt Katsuki nibble on his ear before whispering ever so gently, "Negotiating, I'm gonna negotiate with you right now." His hands continued to trace Izuku's wonderfully sculpted body, before one hand stopped at the back of Izuku's neck, tugging softly at the strings making the top part of Izuku's jumpsuit fall off.

With the way Izuku was standing and how Katsuki had positioned himself any wrong move meant the entire piece would completely fall off leaving him in his white platforms and nothing else. "Negotiating is about agreeing on something in a way," Katsuki mumbled, his hands circling Izuku's back before touching his nipples, a light moan making its way out of Izuku's formerly pursed lips.