Slut

That Guy

~Katsuki's POV~

"Good morning," I muttered, tapping his nose.

"Mmhf," he huffed, still trying and failing to pull out of me. "Katsuki, please, for the love of all that is sexy, let go of my dick."

"No, I don't think I want to," I said, tightening around him and hearing him groan. I felt him harden inside me, making me grin. He got up, flipping us so that he was on top of me, and I was still lying down, but now on my back instead of my side.

"This is the earliest time of day I've ever fucked anyone," he said before proceeding to pull out of me, and ramming back into me making me scream, I was still a bit slicked thanks to all his cum from last night still inside me, so the friction didn't hurt as much.

As he continued to pound into me, I couldn't help but wonder if it was the sheer pleasure of the moment or the feeling of the cum still in my ass that made me feel so sensitive, but whatever the reason, everything he did made me feel so good. Every touch, every thrust, every kiss.

He quickly and roughly pulled out of me, picking me up and flipping me so that I was now on my hands and knees, then he slammed right back into me making my upper half collapses onto the bed, leaving my ass up and presented to him while my chest laid on the bed, I could feel drool dripping from my lips, but my hands were far too busy gripping the sheets for dear life.

As I clung to the sheets and my body rocked back and forth, I felt his hands on me, grasping onto my hips, pulling me back every time his dick thrust forward. It was intense, animalistic, just how I liked it.

"Deku," I panted, turning my head to look back at him. His eyes were dark, almost black, lust consuming him as he thrust into me. "I can't take much more of this."

"Good," he growled, not letting up. His pace quickened, slamming into me harder and faster until I tightened around him, cumming. "Do you want multiple orgasms before breakfast, or do you want me to finish up now?"

"N-...n-n-no, fuck me," I said as my orgasm rolled through me. I felt Izuku's grin as he kissed my neck. He then continued to pound into me like his life depended on it.

"As you wish" Deku breathed out, increasing his speed. "This is what you wanted, right? You wanted to get fucked so hard your eyes rolled to the back of your head."

I could only moan in response as he slammed into me harder and faster. My vision was starting to blur, and I could feel a new wave of pleasure building deep within me.

Suddenly, Deku let out a low growl, pulled out, and flipped me onto my back. With one swift movement, he thrust into me once more, hitting my prostate perfectly. I cried out in pleasure, my hips bucking wildly as he began to fuck me at a relentless pace.

"Deku, I'm so close," I gasped between panting breaths.

"Cum, Kacchan," he grunted, his voice rough with lust. I reached up, grabbing a fistful of his curly bottle-green hair, roughly tugging him down, pressing my lips against his.

"Fuck me, harder," I pleaded, my voice hoarse with need. Deku didn't need any further encouragement. His hips picked up speed, slamming into me over and over again. My body shook with each thrust, the pleasure building to intense heights. My breath came in ragged gasps, and I could hear Deku's own labored breathing as he lost himself in the moment.

As I reached the peak of my climax, I felt Deku's hand wrap around my cock, stroking me roughly in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I lost control. "Deku!" I cried out, my eyes rolling back in my head as I felt my orgasm crash over me. My body arched up off the bed, muscles tightening around Deku's cock as my climax shook my very being.