𝐃𝐘𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄✓

XIX: Brewing Troubles

XIX: Brewing Troubles

Third POV

It was 9:00 PM as Izuku prepped to go to bed.

After entering his home, he could feel his heart racing with pure bliss. His mind simply couldn't believe it either; was he seriously dating Katsuki Bakugo?

He'd called his mother and finally let her know what had been going on for the past three (almost four) weeks, and needless to say, she was rather enthusiastic about the whole thing.

Because as far as she was concerned, Izuku might've had the 'teensiest' crush on Katsuki back in middle school and there was no real tension between the two back then, even though that simply wasn't the case.

For better and for worse.

She wished him the best of luck and allowed hint carry on with his evening, and so he did.

He stripped out of his clothing and stared at himself in his bathroom mirror, "Maybe two more days of long sleeves then..." He whispered to himself, gently admiring all the faded love marks Katsuki made on him two days ago.

With each mark he touched his heart palpitated, remembering the pleasurable moment they shared that one afternoon.

His hands in Izuku's curly green locks.

His breathing and suckling along Izuku's neck and chest, creating light purplish-pink marks.

Those sexual tensioned kisses.

His hands trailing down to his waist and gripping tightly as if he'd never want to let go.

One finger, Two fingers, Three fingers.

Gradually sliding into Izuku's tight hole,

jackhammering against Izuku's sensitive spot.

leaving him a moaning mess.

Sharp yet sweet and filthy moans of how well Izuku was taking Katsuki's fingers sent the boy into a spiral.

Not to mention the full view of Katsuki's long, back scratch and arch worthy dic-

Izuku shook his head furiously, putting an end to those lewd and depressed thoughts as he put back on  his nightwear and exiting the bathroom.

Turning off all the lights beside the lamp on his beside table, he could help but feel a chill run down his spine, turning over to the side window.

His hands gripped the curtains as he looked out, seeing nothing but a deserted sidewalk and some illuminated windows.

"Huh..." He shrugged, as he then closed his curtains and turned off his lamp before heading into his bed.

Unbeknownst to the shadowy figures that emerged from the side of the lamp posts, looking directly at his coveted and blacked out windows.

He slept peacefully through the night, only in the mood to continue to daydream about his new and very first relationship, even though it was meant to be kept as a secret.