secrets !﹒⪩⪨﹒dkbk

𝟬𝟰 : deeper than trust.

katsuki sighed as he finally returned to his dorm, it was the early evening. he'd skipped all of his other classes after his embarrassing encounter with his business professor.

the blond sunk into his bed after changing and showering and picked up his phone. katsuki began to scroll mindlessly through social media as his phone was as dry as a desert.

he'd avoided all of his so-called friends for the day and didn't text, causing them to not text either.

this was usual for katsuki, sometimes his social battery just ran out after a simple conversation with someone and he'd disappear for days on end.

and today was especially exhausting. he didn't even want to think about texting or calling or even seeing someone he'd known because a conversation might just strike up.

katsuki sighed at the already exhausting idea of talking to someone before rolling onto his back on his bed, tossing his phone to the side, and staring up at the ceiling.

he was clad in a soft blue t-shirt and small shorts. there was nothing beneath them. katsuki wasn't planning of leaving his dorm for the rest of the day so none of that mattered anyway.

after a few moments, katsuki tried to fall into a light sleep. though, a thought soon arose in his head, swimming around until he had no other choice but to acknowledge it.

katsuki groaned, opening his eyes slowly as a mental image of a certain green-haired idiot emerged from the depths of his thoughts. katsuki couldn't help but feel his face grow warm at the thought of izuku.

katsuki quickly found himself thinking about their time in the classroom. it was short, chaotic, and extremely embarrassing.

though, despite the embarrassment, he couldn't seem to shake the feeling of how izuku held him. those strong hands at his hips, holding him so tightly.

katsuki shivered, remembering how izuku's strong hands felt as they slid down his waist, landing on his hips. he whined as he felt a stirring between his legs all of a sudden. he felt hot, he could feel a heartbeat between his legs.

with a gasp, he quickly sat up, noticing that his dick was stirring in his shorts.

oh fuck.

did he just get hard to his professor?

katsuki cursed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and frustration. though, the thoughts never disappeared. they only grew into something deeper, more intense.

katsuki began to think of those exact same hands holding onto him as izuku thrusted into him. with a shiver, katsuki moaned quietly, slowly beginning to rub his dick through his shorts.

he shivered intensely, he'd only touched himself one other time before this. the whole idea was still new and so embarrassing to him. especially now because, how could he go from being embarrassed to being both horny and embarrassed at the same time?!

katsuki chewed his lip softly before letting out a shaky whine as he slipped his hand below the waistband of his shorts. he slowly wrapped his hand around his length and stroked himself in his shorts.

"ah, fuck.. fuck you deku." katsuki cursed ever so softly. though, the mention of his professor's name seemed to make him all the more sensitive. his legs began to tremble the slightest bit as he moved his hand faster up and down. he couldn't shake the idea of his hand being replaced by izuku's much larger one, pleasuring him so skillfully.

katsuki slowly sped up, thumbing over the tip to smear pre-cum as he'd seen in a video yet never did simply because of how embarrassed he'd become.

katsuki never got off. he always found it weird and really embarrassing. he always silently promised himself that he'd never do it again due to the pure embarrassment he felt after the first time.

though, thinking of izuku made him feel such an intense opposite.

thinking of izuku made him want more. and suddenly, the thought of izuku being there, watching katsuki as he did this came into his mind.

katsuki shivered at the idea. would izuku laugh at him and call him pathetic? or... would he be disgusted by him?

or, would he help out? katsuki could only imagine those rough yet gentle hands touching him.

he couldn't hold back his moans at this point. those socked toes curled as he moved his hand faster, his green-haired professor never leaving his mind as he did so.

"ah, please.." katsuki moaned lowly into the dark of his room. the sun was beginning to set and it always got dark in his dorm especially fast due to its angle.

katsuki could feel his pre-cum dripping down his hand, he so was close.

"fuck-!" was all the blond was able to weakly utter as he finally came, cum spilling into his shorts, wetting both his hand and his shorts.

katsuki trembled as he slowly came down from his climax, slowly slipping his hand out of his shorts, and allowing it to fall off of the edge of his bed as fell onto his back. he stared at the ceiling for a while but the sudden realization washed over him.

he'd just gotten off to izuku.

his professor.

his teacher.

oh fuck.. this was bad.

katsuki silently panicked at the thought. he was just having sexual thoughts about his professor. and he never had these thoughts before!

katsuki was never one to have crushes or pine over someone. he found it all useless, honestly.

though, he also never had such intense thoughts about anyone until he met izuku.

and so he quickly got up, walking to his bathroom to change and clean himself up. the feeling of cold cum in his shorts quickly became unpleasant.

once katsuki returned, he immediately laid face down on his bed, nearly screaming into his pillows out of sheer embarrassment.

this wasn't good.

he was going to have to see his professor the next day.

he was so fucked.

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izuku had woken up later that night from an intense shiver. this powerful shiver single-handedly managed to shake him out of his sleep.

it was odd, he never felt such an intense shiver in his entire life! though, at that moment, he faintly recalled words that were once spoken to him a while ago.

'if you ever feel a random shiver, that could mean someone's thinking of you!'

though, izuku scoffed.

no way.