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

XVIII: One & Onlys

XVIII: One & Onlys

Third POV

Izuku's body twitched with every breath he took.

3 more positions and the rush of a climax every time made him more than exhausted, not even sure how Katsuki could be up and getting dressed.

He laid on the bed, the currant-red blanket doing an inadequate job of covering his body as it encompassed his private region but not the multiple hickies or bite marks.

They were calm with one another, or so he had hoped they were, adjusting himself to sit up right a light groan of discomfort echoed in the room as he wrapped his arms around Katsuki's abdomen, lightly stroking his abs.

He smelt like good burnt sugar, Izuku nuzzling his face into Katsuki's shoulder prior to asking a question.

"After all of this, can we be truthful to each other without a damn screaming match?"

Katsuki nodded, "I don't have the energy to yell, and I'm sure you're tired too, so what do you want to know?"

Izuku sighed, adjusting the blanket so it'd cover up his back, "Camie. And her connection." Feeling Katsuki rub his hands gently.

"Truthfully, She was right, about us being fiancé and fiancée- and the idea that I used her for certain personal issues." Katsuki started, getting lost in though, "Shit."

"It was my parents idea to put me in an arranged marriage with her considering we came from strong family backgrounds but I just wasn't interested in marriage, nor was I interested in my parents decisions for me."

"At the end I split with her but she was so damn clingy, so I saw her as a means of getting rid of sexual tension." He finished, "Around that time I really didn't think there was a difference between fucking someone and actually showing love to them."

"What you saw that night was me telling her to fuck off otherwise she'd end up like Shindo and Tatami."

"Oh." Izuku slowly nodded, pressing his lips against one of the scratches on Katsuki's back, listening to man ask him a million dollar question next.

"Your turn, what actually happened between you and Seiji and how did you end up like that?"

Izuku blinked away, looking at his legs trying to recall everything that happened that night, "Earlier Seiji tried to talk to me after I walked out of the banquet hall, waiting for you to be done with the bathroom."

"I wasn't in the mood so I declined, but then I saw you and Camie together and it hurt so I started crying and ran into the elevator pressing any random button."

"I remember people entering the elevator, assuming seiji was there he'd pulled me out to his floor and I asked him if the offer to talk was still open since I didn't know if I should be alone or not."

"At first we really did talk, not about anything specific but then once the wine bottle was empty I got up thinking it was about time I headed to our bedroom but..."

A sharp breath escaped his lips, Katsuki waiting for him to finish but Izuku kept blanking out, "I got up, but I felt dizzy; the next thing I knew was seconds away from kissing him, he didn't pull away from me even though he knew I was engaged to you but I-,"

That jealous fuse inside of Katsuki was seconds away from lighting up again- even though he'd beaten Seiji up it still wasn't enough.

"But you?" He grunted, trying to contain his temper.

"I couldn't do it. different moments of you kept popping into my head and I didn't know why because I was supposed to be mad at you at the time."

"I started crying again and headed to the bathroom, I threw up and the last thing I remember was me hitting the bathroom floor and that's it."

Izuku sounded very lost but in the moment, his arms tightening around Katsuki, "I'm sorry, but I don't know what happened afterwards."

"Please don't be mad."

Katsuki removed Izuku's hands off of him, standing up and putting on the rest of his clothing making the viridian haired boy feel worse.

Izuku hung his head low, only to have his chin raised and a firm kiss on his lips, Katsuki pulling back with his usual expression, "It's fine, Get dressed, We're going back home."

Izuku shook his head, bending to grab his clothing.

They entered the home at desperate times, and we're now coming back together.

The car ride was quiet, but a good kind of quiet. Katsuki and Izuku held hands the entire time. the curly haired boy played with the stolen pistol, liking how it felt.

"Did you actually want to shoot me?" Katsuki suddenly question after taking a glance at the idle fiancé.

Izuku stared at the gun, his eyes narrowing because of it, "No, in that moment it just felt good to aim it at you."

He then looked at Katsuki in curiosity, another question of that night lingering, "You always have 4 guns on you at all times, why didn't you aim one back at me?"

Good question, why didn't Katsuki aim a gun back at Izuku?

"Simple. I didn't want to." He calmly answered, "But the impulsive state me would've shot you down before you'd have time to even remove the safety."

Izuku's heart started to beat erratically after that response, making him realizing that he didn't always understand who the hell he was fucking with. "Anyways... I see why you carry this one with you, it's nice..."

Katsuki shifted his eyes, a conclusion now in mind, "I'll get you one. One you can always keep with you." his hand overlaying with Izuku's hand that still grasped the gun firmly.

Izuku nodded with a bright smile, leaning further back in his seat then out of the window. Pleased with the way everything had turned out.

Katsuki's hand felt nice on top of his. Izuku shifted towards the window, staring at the sun that was going back down after hitting its high peak.

One and onlys. That's all.