Chasing Tinkerbelle (BakuDeku)

36 - Hell Night Part 4

Two hours later...

"Just one more beer!"

"No!" Hitoshi snapped as he stumbled to the side, his hands cupping his damaged manhood as Katsuki stood there, holding Izuku in his arms.

He struggled not to laugh as his cousins and their friends fell all over themselves trying to scoop up all the alcohol and get it as far away from Izuku as possible.

"But I can't watch the game without beer!" Izuku pointed out, desperately trying to get out of his arms and return to the couch and the bottle of beer he'd been sipping when Katsuki had finally managed to track him down.

"Why don't we go downstairs and watch the game?" he suggested, kissing the tip of Izuku's nose.

"Can I have a beer?" the boy asked shyly.

"No," he said, leaning down to kiss him again before he could start arguing again, "But you can have all the soda you want."

"Fine," Izuku grumbled, gesturing absently for him to carry him away, "But it better not be diet."

Katsuki chuckled as he pressed another kiss against the tip Izuku's nose. "It's definitely not diet."

*****

One hour later...

Why couldn't Izuku drink diet soda?

Katsuki wondered as he leaned forward, careful not to crush Tinkerbelle, and picked up his drink.

Medication, beer and sugar was not a good combination for his little Tinkerbelle.

"Let's go swimming!" Tinkerbelle said excitedly as he wiggled and shifted, trying to crawl off Katsuki's lap.

He took a sip of his soda. "No," he said, using his hold on Izuku to keep the boy lying across his lap.

"But I'm hot!" Izuku whined, renewing his efforts to escape.

"That would explain why you're naked," Katsuki said, taking another sip of his soda before he placed it back on the coffee table and leaned back, keeping his arm locked around Izuku's waist.

"It's hot in here!"

"Uh huh, that's nice," he said, shifting his arm until it was lying across Izuku's beautiful naked ass.

"Please!"

"Not happening."

"I hate you!" Izuku snapped with a pout, folding his arms on the throw pillow and plopping his green head down on his folded arms in a fit of annoyance.

"No, you don't," Katsuki said, gently rubbing Izuku's back.

"I really do."

"Then why are you naked on my lap?" Katsuki asked, continuing to rub Izuku's back and moving down to his bottom.

Gosh, Izuku had a great ass. It was so firm, yet soft, Katsuki mused as he ran his hand up toward Izuku's back, deciding that it would be for the best if he didn't torture himself.

"Because you won't let me leave!" Izuku snapped, but he'd noticed the way the boy settled down, seeming to relax beneath his touch.

"And the naked part?" he murmured, watching his own hand glide over Izuku's back and ass.

"It's hot in here," Izuku muttered.

"The air conditioner is on," he pointed out, smiling when the boy let out a long-suffering sigh.

"It doesn't feel like it."

"Are you tired?" he asked casually, hoping that Izuku would finally agree to go to bed, so that he could slip back into the bathroom and take himself in his hand before he exploded.

"No, I want to go swimming," Izuku said with a pout.

"We're not going swimming."

"I hate you."

"Are we back to that?"

"We never even left!"

*****

= 7 A.M. =

"Umm, why are you lying on top of me?"

Katsuki didn't bother opening his eyes or even lifting his head from where it had been resting for the last four hours as he asked, "Are you still out of it?"

"I don't think so," Izuku said hesitantly as he sat up, causing his stomach muscles to tighten beneath Katsuki's head.

"Thank God," Katsuki murmured, turning his head and pressing a kiss against Izuku's stomach, forcing himself to ignore the one place that his mouth had been watering to go all night.

Jaw clenched tightly, Katsuki averted his eyes as he climbed off Izuku and headed for the bathroom. He was trembling, he realized as he hurried across the room and closed the door behind him.

He wanted Izuku so much.

He wanted to crawl back into that bed, pull Izuku into his arms, kiss him, run his hands all over him, kiss every inch of his delectable body, slide his fingers deep inside Izuku, suck and lick those nipples before he moved his mouth down between his legs and eat him out until the boy was begging for his cock, until they both thought they would die if he didn't fuck him.

Gosh, Katsuki didn't know how much longer he could do this.

How much longer he could keep himself from touching Izuku, from pulling the boy beneath him and sliding deep inside him as he lost himself to him.

But, he wasn't going to let his dick fuck up his tactical plan.

Not if it meant losing Izuku.