Figuring it out [BNHA]

Chapter 12

Summary:

It's Katsuki's birthday.

A few weeks passed, and Katsuki's faux pas was talked about a lot online, but he couldn't care less. They speculated who his boyfriend could be, and damn, Katsuki wanted to tell them. But he kept it a secret nonetheless.

It was horrible; he couldn't go out with Izuku (at least not without a masquerade) on a date because they had to fear someone would recognize them. All he wanted to do was shout out how happy he was.

Sex was now a frequent occurrence in his life, and he didn't want to miss it, well, at least if it was with Izuku.

One thing he liked was shower sex. He didn't know why, but it turned him so on. Getting all wet with Izuku, the massages, washing each other, and then mercilessly fucking. This was all too great.

Katsuki got pressed against the shower's glass wall, Izuku's hands were on his hips, and he pulled him closer while he rutted into his asshole. After a while, one hand grabbed him by the throat. It was just the greatest.

Another thing he liked was spanking. Sometimes, after a stressful day of work, when they were both too exhausted for sex, Izuku would just bend him over his legs and spank his naked ass. It felt great, and it was so arousing.

Blowjobs were also part of their exchanges. After some practice, Katsuki got steadily better at giving them. He favored this more than receiving one if he was honest. He rather had Izuku eat his ass out.

Aside from a little frottage where Izuku would cum all over his cock, Katsuki avoided using it. He didn't know why, but it was a turn-off just thinking about using it. Izuku was okay with it, he wanted Katsuki to be happy, and he was an ass kinda guy anyway.

Katsuki was on their bed, pressing his face into the pillow, his legs were split, and Izuku was grabbing his ass, eating him out again. The greenette's hands massaged his plump ass cheeks while his tongue pierced through his sphincter. His hole was gaping from previous activities.

Playfully, Izuku bit his cheek, softly nibbling at the reddened skin. Two very clear handprints had formed on them. Then, slowly, the greenette crawled on top of him, his hardened cock gliding into his hole effortlessly.

"My sweet, sweet Kacchan," Izuku murmured, his body pressed tightly against Katsuki's. Katsuki turned his head as best as he could, and they sloppily kissed while Izuku slowly moved inside him.

Wild sex was great, Katsuki thought. Sometimes he would ride Izuku like a mechanical bull, and it was awesome. But this slow and passionate sex was even better. He just loved it to feel Izuku's body on his.

A guilty pleasure of his was also the use of Blackwhip. He loved it when the black tendrils split his ass. But it also functioned perfectly as a tool to stop him from cumming, when it wrapped itself around his cock. He liked the feeling when Izuku denied his orgasm, at least if it wasn't too long.

Whenever they were at home, prepping dinner, Katsuki would wear the pink apron, and sometimes, when he was a good boy, Izuku would eat him out while he cooked. Or he would mercilessly finger him while leaving marks all over his neck.

His mother grinned at him; she had this absolutely smug grin on her face that instantly annoyed Katsuki. "Happy Birthday, Katsuki," she hugged him. It was his 30th birthday today.

"Thanks ..." he answered.

"So, Katsuki, now that you got a boyfriend. How about some grandkids?" She asked him.

The blond flinched and blushed. "What are you talking about? We're not going to have kids ... at least not in the near future ..." He stuttered. "We just started officially dating. It's too damn early for kids."