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Kastu pov)
I'm nervous as hell, I pushed Eijiro to his limit. This quirk he got hit with isn't helping either. The door slams open and I'm sure if I wasn't on the bed my knees would've given out. I swallow harshly.
"Eijiro?" He doesn't respond, instead he closes the door. He leans against the wall, looking at anything but me. He crosses his arms. We stay like that for a while. Separated and silent.
"Ya know," Eijiro's voice cuts through the silence. It's a lot deeper and raspier than usual. "You really are a fucking tease, but I'm not gonna sit here and act like that doesn't turn me on. I'm not gonna sit here and act like you don't effect me, because you do." He gets off the wall, grabbing the hem of his shirt and tugging up. He throws it to the ground and leans against the wall again. "I'm not gonna sit here and lie because I'm sure you know exactly what you do to me." His head finally angles my way, but his eyes don't meet mine. "But Katsuki, I'm sure you don't know how much." His eyes finally meet mine. They're piercing and cold, challenging and fierce. His pupils are slightly dilated and his eyes are narrow. "Come here." My body moves on it own, I walk over to him, meeting his gaze the entire time. I reach him, trying to prepare myself for what's about to happen. "Knees." My eyes widen in shock, is he gonna?
"Eijiro?" I hand snaps out, meeting my throat.
"Don't talk, knees, now." He lets go, I immediately drop down. I look up at him and see him smirking down at me. I feel a blush bubble up on my face, my eyes break away. "Katsuki, I don't want you to lie. Do I have your consent to fuck your throat." I choke on an answer, I feel my blush get worse. I have to swallow twice and take a deep breath to get the response out.
"I- yeah. Yeah you do." I look back up at him and see him smiling softly.
"You have to do most of the work Kit, it's a punishment." I feel heat start to pool in my stomach, I'm getting hard. I look up at him, licking above his waist band, moving my hands down to his button.
"So what made you wanna feel my throat?" I ask, unzipping his zipper. His hand snakes down grabbing a chunk of my hair, pulling roughly.
"Because you teased. Now get to work." I smile lightly, pulling down his pants. There's already a big bulge showing through his underwear. I smile, leaning forward and pressing a kiss on it through the boxers. He groans lightly, rolling his hips. I smirk up at him. I hook the edge of his underwear with my finger.
"Can I?" He doesn't respond, instead he wraps my hand with his. He pulls both out hands down. I finish it and let him finally break free of the restrains. My eyes widen. He's fucking huge.
"Can't take it?" Challenges, cocking his head slightly. I stare back, bringing a hand up and stroking him once. He bites his lip.
"Move to the bed, it'll be easier for both of us." He lets go of my hair, making his way to the bed. He sits down, leaning back. I walk over, dropping down on my knees again. I lick a stripe up his thigh, grabbing his erection with my hand. I kiss all around his dick before licking over the head. He moans lightly, snaking his hand back in my hair. I take him in my mouth, swirling my tongue around him.
"K-katsu~" I smile, taking more. I bob my head up and down. I'm slowly getting all of him in. I push myself, sinking as far down as I can go. My nose lightly brushes his pelvis. I look up and him and suck hard. His eyes cross and hand tightens is grip on my hair. "You're way to good at that~" I moan on him, letting vibrations go through him. I pull off of him, taking a breath in.
"Come on, aren't you the one who wanted to fuck my throat. I've proved I can take it so do it." He nods, sitting up. I let my jaw slack and tongue hang out.
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