Chapter One

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"You said you'd take responsibility, don't tell me you're backing out now?~"

Izuku whimpered as Katsuki groped his ass. "N-no, never." Izuku said, bitting his lip. "I've just.. never done this before- HAH!~" Katsuki stuck his tongue inside Izuku's hole. Just as promised, Izuku's boxers were now on the floor, and he was sitting on Katsuki’s. Well, Izuku was more hovering. He's becoming a hero, he wasn't about to accidentally kill Katsuki. You know how hard that'd be to explain to Aizawa or anyone really?- He'd get punished more for HOW he killed Katsuki rather than actually killing him. Katsuki got to work, not saying a thing, leaving Izuku blind as to what the blonde was doing. Izuku slightly leaned forward, trying his best to not make noise. "Izuku. What are you doing." Katsuki cursed, his breath gave Izuku goosebumps down his spine. "Huh?" Izuku looked over his shoulder and made eye contact with the blonde, who was throwing daggers. "I said sit didn't I? Not hover." Izuku blushed, "Ka-Kacchan I'm not gonna sit on your face, you'll die." Katsuki scoffed. "Hella way to die." Izuku rolled his eyes and slapped Katsukis hand that was on his ass. "Oi! As if I'd let myself get killed by the likes of you." Izuku sighed, "I don't care. You need oxygen."

"No I don't." Katsuki said, smiling ear to ear. Izuku groaned. "Besides, it feels weird." Izuku said, getting ready to get off. Before he could, Katsuki sat up, pushing Izuku forward and onto all fours. Katsuki grabbed his hips and mad him arch his back, spreading him wide once again. Izuku blushed hard and looked back at Katsuki with a concerned face. "Wha- Kacchan?!" Katsuki smirked, "Fine. Since you won't do it that way, we'll do it this way."

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