Up in Smoke (Soulmate AU)

Lucky, unfortunately.

|Warnings: NSFW|

She didn't remember seeing him actively lean down above her, just the feeling of his warm voice dripping down the side of her jaw. "If you feel uncomfortable at any point don't be afraid to tell me, okay?" She could feel him spreading her legs with his knee, one of his hands extending back to lead a leg up by the thigh. "I'll stop. In a heartbeat."

He shifted his head to make sure he caught the soft nod she responded with. His lips peppering down the line of her jaw to the shoulder peering through the loose neckline of her shirt. His shirt. He could smell himself on her. Sweetgrass and Irish tweed muffling the faint murmurs of cinnamon and vanilla. Traces of yesterday still present on the fabric in contrast to her clean skin. He loved the way he smelled on her. Something about it was just so exciting, so satisfying. The way they mixed together. Like sugar and milk. Honey drizzled over cream ~ nothing could be sweeter than the way her skin tasted right now.

She arched into him as his teeth sunk into crescent indents on her inner shoulder, his tongue following shortly to atone for the shallow wound. He savored the way she whimpered in rejoinder. Buckling fingers clasping into the hand still in hers to acknowledge the pain but, squirming hips that rubbed her center against his knee; she was begging for more.

And he'd give her that. God, he'd give her anything. Fingertips that gently graze up her thigh onto the hem of her shirt, he took the time to roll his thumb in slow circles as he traced up. Small warnings as he scooted the fabric up her tummy. Pauses here and there to let her know she was free to stop him if she so desired. And he prayed she didn't. Prayers to be answered as he stationed the hem below her collarbone, the lining sitting above floral lace ~ breasts that seemed made for his hands, and untouched skin neighboring rich bruising. He'd cover her in them if he had all night.

Izuku straightened his back to lift himself over her, taking a moment to breathe her body in as he settled in between her legs. This was the most he had ever seen of her. Halfdenuded and in a position of prey. Thighs that crease into fangs below her v-line as the fabric stretched across her hips. ~ He watched intently as her breathing carved out the thin outlines structuring her abdominal muscles. Her waist curving out a feminine bow. Her breasts idling in her bra nearly begging for his attention. He could stare at her forever. Hell, just looking at her like this was enough to keep him satisfied for the evening. He'd enjoy her later. When his room was only his again and the night was an arcane fringe between restlessness and desire. He'd devour her then. Have her as much as he wanted. But right now was about tasting, about savoring ~ letting her know how much he wanted her and how good he wanted her to feel. He let his lips trace down her sternum as he cupped the flesh beneath her lifted thigh.

"God, you're so beautiful." The compliment was said before he could even register he was saying it out loud. But he meant it. He meant it and so much more. She was the sun and the moon that eclipsed it. The stars that painted the sky and the ink that encompassed it. She was more than beauty. She founded it.

Smoldering kisses pouring down the bridge of her chest, he lifted his head to catch the clip of her bra in his teeth. Gently tugging on it before completely unbuckling the seal with his mouth. She hadn't stopped him yet which was good. His self-control was already tottering as it is. He didn't hesitate to catch the nearest nub in his mouth. Her body slightly arching into his touch as she whined underneath him. So sensitive. He wondered if that extended elsewhere.

The gasp that came when his hand dipped to palm the wet fabric between her legs was rewarding. Though she found it a little embarrassing, really. How her excitement had so quickly soiled the material. But he reveled in it. Because it was for him. Because of him. And it elated him to know he was sharing this moment with her.