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Katsuki was humming once again, though this time it was joined by the greedy inhales of hot, dense air as they lay atop the crumpled bedsheets. Shoto once more took to lying atop Katsuki's chest, the fast pounding of his heart a constant reminder of what just happened, alongside the palms that would occasionally spark against his lower back. His eyes threatened to close at any moment, but he wanted to drown in this moment for a little longer.

His throat was dry, he knew bruises were to inevitably form at his hips, and his neck tingled so beautifully. Every so often Katsuki's hands would drift lower, trace over the red presses of fingerprints against his ass, and shift his hips just to hear Shoto release a shuddery breath into his neck. He felt impossibly complete, stomach tight, breath escaping every time Katsuki shifted just a little further inside him at that spot that had him teary-eyed minutes before.

"You with me, princess?" Katsuki asked, voice rough, Shoto humming in response. "You were so good, baby. Like you were made for me." Katsuki continued his endless praises, shifting his hips once more and groaning when Shoto clenched around him. "Wanna take a bath, darlin'?"

"Don't wanna move." He tensed and relaxed his limbs, the burning sensation slowly dissipating. He knew they had to get up and wash themselves clean of sweat and other things, his cheeks feeling warm at the idea of sharing a bath together despite what they'd done moments prior.

"I'll carry you like a proper princess." Katsuki assured before sitting up, hot palms against scorched sheets as he pulled Shoto up with him. He cursed under his breath, whether it was from his own sore muscles or from the friction it caused between them Shoto didn't know. "Sit up for me, baby." Katsuki instructed, Shoto dropping his head against Katsuki's shoulder when he pushed himself up on his knees, the slow and hot slide of Katsuki pulling out of him causing them both to shudder. "Fuck, look at you darlin'." Katsuki praised, fingers coming up to his hole, gathering the stray white strands and pushing them back inside him, fingers curling just to make Shoto moan again. Shoto knew it did something to Katsuki, seeing him an unravelled mess. Postponing their need for a bath, Katsuki continued his ministrations, slowly fucking in and out of him until Shoto was leaving more red welts from his nails against Katsuki's shoulders, his release small from the countless ones before.

"So pretty." Katsuki praised, sucking another mark on his neck before wrapping Shoto's legs around his torso, sliding his legs off the side of the bed, and making their way to his private bathing suite. He settled them in the empty tub, Shoto turning himself so his back was to Katsuki's chest and sighing happily when warm water began to flood through the tap. Katsuki's bathing quarters had their own water system, meaning they didn't have to gather or constantly heat water like other baths in the castle. Shoto was definitely grateful for it now.

Once told that there was enough water there was a slight squeak from Katsuki turning off the tap and then peaceful silence only broken by ripples of water each time they moved. Shoto matched his breaths to Katsuki's, sighing each time the other man sighed and smiling when Katsuki caught on and jabbed his side.

"I did not expect the day to turn out like this." He spoke at last, his right hand swirling left and right in the water as Katsuki washed oil across his back. "I fear now I may not want to return to Endeavour." He wanted to sound teasing, but there was a hint of melancholy to his tone.

"But you don't regret it, right?" Katsuki asked, Shoto shaking his head. "Then it'll be a memory to take with you." Katsuki kissed his shoulder and Shoto could feel the man's smirk against his skin. "You can imagine it's my hands when you touch yourself. Ya know, when you can't help yourself." Shoto leaned his head back to catch Katsuki in a kiss before returning the teasing.

"Only if you do so yourself."

Once they were lathered clean and the bath was refilled for a longer soak, they left the bath and got dressed, Katsuki giving Shoto some clothes as theirs were... in need of cleaning. If Shoto felt his legs wobble once or twice he didn't show it, not wanting to give Katsuki another reason to inflate his ego.

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