Envious Desire /bkdk/ College AU

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Warning! This chapter contains sexual content!

Katsuki

The moment we meet, I can finally let go of all the want and need inside me. His hands grip my shoulders and when he opens his mouth for me, I devour him. I take my time and suck on his tongue and lip. His lips are so soft and he tastes so sweet.

With my hands on his hips, I pull him away from the counter and to a wall near the staircase, not once leaving his lips. He moans when I grab his ass and push our hip bones together.

I can't wait anymore and the way his body reacts to me, I don't think he can either.

As much as I love the way our lips are sucking each other dry, I have to pull us apart so I can drag him up the stairs. He stumbles behind me as I hurry and push him against the door of my room. He pulls me in to kiss again, shit he's hungry, I like it.

He loses balance when I pull the door open behind him, but I quickly push him flush against me. "Kacchan" He whines and I grin, shutting the door. He's different from others, different from anyone I've ever met. He's sweet, kind, shy, fearless, sassy, daring, hot, beautiful, caring and so sexy. Having Izuku here with me feels like a missing piece has finally been returned.

I make him step backwards more and more as my hands grip his waist, catching his every breath. Finally, the back of his legs hit the bed and without separating, I push him so we fall on it. Still on top of him, he squirms under me. My lips trail down from his mouth to his jawline, his neck, leaving hard, slow, kisses behind and sucking down. His breath hitches and he wraps his arms and legs around me. "You tell me to stop whenever." I groan against his skin, teeth grazing his delicate neck. "I promise." He pants and when I look up into his gorgeous, big, green eyes filled with adoration and need, I don't sense a single ounce of doubt or regret in him. Good.

My lips keep moving down, kissing over his, well actually my, shirt. When they reach the end, my thumbs hook under it. "Can I undress you?" He swallows and nods, not daring to speak. Slowly dragging my hands up with the fabric, I reveal a freckled, soft, lean stomach and chest. My thumbs stroke the skin and move in circles just above his hips. I kiss right above his heart and my way down till they reach his leggings.

There's a small bulge right under my lips and I move to kiss it. His hands grab my hair and I smirk. He's so easily sensitive and I haven't even done anything yet. My rough, warm hands move under the waistband of the leggings and I pull them down slowly, making sure my hands move over every inch of his legs. He has freckles everywhere and he's so damn soft. When they are pulled off of his tiny feet, he's left in just his boxers while I'm still fully clothed.

It makes me feel powerful.

My boyfriend whines my name again as I look his body over before my eyes land back on his beautiful face. "I want to see you too." He bites his lip in the way that always drives me crazy without him even knowing or intending to. "Yeah?" He sits up straight and his hands rub from my hands up into my short sleeves.

"Please."

I take my shirt off, revealing my bare upper body to him. Even though he has seen it many times, he keeps staring at me in a daze, eyes following every line of muscle and tattoos. When his fingers trace over the down-going snake, he moves forward to kiss the line down.

"Show me." He breathes out and I gently grab his chin, pulling him back up at eye level. "Why don't you help me, baby?" I kiss him and when I pull away, his hands find my belt and he unbuckles it. I can tell he's nervous by the way his hands are shaking but I don't comment or help him. "You're hard.." He doesn't look at me anymore, fixated on the growing bulge below his hands.