The Switch. [Barbarian Izuku x MHA universe Katsuki]

Part 3 (Smut)

Then this Izuku bends down to place his nose in Katsuki's hair, breathing in deeply. He coughs and Katsuki shoots him a look. "Katch-an smells," he grunts. Then Katsuki has a face full of musky curls rubbed in his face. But other Izuku doesn't stop there.

Apparently dissatisfied with the smell of Katsuki's entire body, he walks the smaller man back until the back of his knees hit the bed. Katsuki sits and thinks he should protest, or say something, but he's curious if Izuku's behavior is some sort of ritual.

Other Izuku pushes Katsuki back until he's reclined. "Katch-an stays," he says, determined green eyes boring into red. Katsuki swallows but nods. "Kacchan stays." A smile breaks out on the man's lips before he goes back to rubbing his hair all over the blond's neck.

He stays there for a couple of minutes and then Katsuki feels something wet and warm press into his skin. "Izuku!" Katsuki gasps. He was fine with the scenting, /that/ can be explained innocently (though the state of their unclothed bodies leaves much to be explained).

"Katch-an doesn't smell like Izuku. Don't like," other Izuku grunts, before his tongue rolls back onto Katsuki's skin. He doesn't stop there though, that tongue slowly makes its way to the valley between his pecs before traveling to his nipple.

"H-Hey!" Katsuki exclaims, one hand tangling in the man's curls. But other Izuku is not deterred, his tongue lolling around Katsuki's nipple until the blond is a stuttering mess. His teeth catch on it and Katsuki has to fight the urge to moan. "Izuku..." he sighs.

He pops off Katsuki's nipple, a large hand pressing into his sternum until Katsuki lays all the way back. He climbs onto the bed then so he's hovering over Katsuki with an arm over one of the blond's shoulders, the cape draping over his sides so they're sheltered by it.

Katsuki is watching every movement with wide eyes, mind reeling. But he somehow is still shocked when a rough hand encapsulates his stiffening cock. "Fix Katch-an. Hurts?" He looks at Katsuki, eyes concerned as he pumps his cock once. Pleasure rolls through the blond's body.

"F-Feels good. Doesn't hurt..." Katsuki breathes. He realizes there's guilt behind the pleasure like he's doing something wrong. But there isn't time to think about the ethics of allowing a different Izuku to touch him like this. The man's hand is working him over /too/ well.

Other Izuku is satisfied with this answer. He begins pumping Katsuki cock faster, the callouses of the man's hand providing delicious friction even if the man hadn't bothered to even spit for extra lubricant. Katsuki has never minded a little tug, in fact, he preferred it.

One of his thumbs rolls over the top of his leaking head, Katsuki keening in response. "Fuck, Izuku. Keep going." He thrusts into Izuku's hand, a heated desperation settling in his gut. Other Izuku looks at him unimpressed. "I fix, Katch-an. Stay." "More," Katsuki whines.

"Katch-an stays and then more," he says seriously, hand stilling on the blond's cock. "You're a fucking tease in every form huh," he answers breathlessly. The man says nothing, though, just continues his serious stare. "Fine. Kacchan stays," Katsuki huffs.

"Good." His hand returns to its movements, each stroke down shooting inexplicable pleasure across Katsuki's body. They grow rougher, Katsuki fighting the urge to keep thrusting. He needs something to hold onto, so he digs his nails into other Izuku's back. The man hisses.

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