Fuselage

♡~♡ Chapter 27 ♡~♡

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CONTENT WARNING: SMUT AND ADULT SITUATIONS FROM HERE ON OUT

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Katsuki couldn't believe how beautiful Eijirou looked in the mornings. Curled up beside him, tangled in blankets. His hair was a disaster, dark circles under his eyes, lips dry and chapped. He had a zit coming in at his hairline.

But that's not what Katsuki noticed or cared about.

Tentative fingers reached out, snapped back.

Can you touch him after last night? The voice jeered. You were sober and you let him do that.

Disheartened Katsuki rolled away, putting distance between the two. It was a shock when Eijirou growled, closing the distance between them.

"'Ts cold." He grumbled, pressing against Katsuki, arms wrapping around his middle.

"You're spooning me right now." Katsuki hissed, flipping over, regretting it immediately.

Eijirou was too close. Too real. Too tempting.

"Yeah, I spoon Denki all the time. Who cares."

"Your breath is rancid." Katsuki wrinkled his nose.

"I bet you'd kiss me again if I let you." Eijirou smiled, finally opening an eye.

"Y-you remember?" Katsuki's stomach dropped, arms tangled around himself inside the cocoon of Eijirou's warmth. "Look, Ei what I did- I'm-"

"I'm sorry." Eijirou broke through, hands moving up and down Katsuki's back in soft circles. Reassuring, apologetic. "I should apologize. I kissed you a lot last night without your consent. And I have a girlfriend." Eijirou chuckled, blushing. "And I didn't even kiss you well on top of it." He ducked his head a little, "I'm really, really embarrassed." He groaned, burying his face in Katsuki's chest. "And you saw my erection... Oh my God..."

"Dude." Katsuki shoved back, hands on Eijirou's chest, recoiling from the wall of muscle and warmth like the contact would burn him. "Dude I wasn't drunk-"

"You weren't sober either, Kat." Eijirou rolled his eyes, bringing one hand back around, grasping Katsuki's in it, bringing his palm back flush with his chest, holding Katsuki's hand there against him. "You are allowed to touch me, Kat. It won't hurt."

"It won't help." Katsuki argued. "It's obvious it's more than-"

"Then..." Eijirou frowned, pressing his forehead against Katsuki's, "then just let it be. Okay? When we-" His words tightened, his eyes closed tighter, "When we get up, when we go back out there," Eijirou's arm pulled Katsuki closer as his legs intertwined, foot rubbing against Katsuki's calf, "We can go back to not... anything... more." The word was almost sobbed. "But right now," When Eijirou looked Katsuki back in the eyes he was on the verge of tears, "right now let me... I-" he laughed, "I don't know. Be soft with you. Let me love you."

Hesitant Katsuki let his palm slide up over skin. Eijirou sighed, the weight of his forehead pressing into Katsuki, nuzzling further against his face.

"I wish I could kiss you right now." Ei confessed.

"That would be dangerous, Ei." Katsuki quipped, skin skipping over dry skin, fingertips dragging slow over Eijirou's collar bone.

"Oh?" An eye peeked, sinfully teasing smile touched the corners of his mouth. "Don't get me excited. This is supposed to be sweet."

"Not sure you can do sweet with... pent up emotions." Katsuki dug his fingers in, dragging them down. Watching as red lines blossomed across the fleshy mound of Eijirou's chest; watching his nipples harden, goosebumps flood Eijirou's skin. Katsuki grinned, eyes flashing up to Eijirou's.