Izuku didn't mean to spend the rest of the night there, but with leaving the states the way he did, the flight and then meeting All Might.. and Katsuki.. he was out as soon as he sat on the bed. Katsuki spent the better part of the evening taking turns between staring at the ceiling, and staring at Izuku. The answer he had been waiting for so long to confirm.. Initially, it had felt almost cathartic. Now.. he wasn't so sure. Did he want to keep making Izuku his? Yes. Over and over in all sorts of ways.. he wanted it all with him. Was it.. l-lo.. that word? Katsuki attempted to wrap around Izuku, it felt off. Izuku rolled and faced away in his sleep. Blinking at Izuku's back, Katsuki scrubbed his face and growled. There is a satisfaction in being the why of his becoming undone. I want to more of -that- face. I.. I want to make l-love to him. For all his fucking stubbornness in maintaining our friendship, our rivalry.. My pride won't let me say that I didn't deserve his admiration, but I know I didn't deserve his actual friendship. So it's hard to shut off the aggression. I want to be rough with him, to see all his faces.. I want to hurt him so good. ..And the fact that he responds either way..?! ..He didn't respond when I said we're only to be each other's though. He's physically here, but mentally he's.. "Mmm.. Kacchan.." a hand swatted at his face. Izuku, who had turned his back to him, was now looking for him. Katsuki shook his head as he crawled over the half awake ball of green. "Are you awake?" "Mmm" a sleepy Izuku responded. Katsuki went in for a tender kiss. Grinding lightly, he watched Izuku's eyes flutter. He lifted his own shirt that he had let him borrow, and fondled one nipple while suckling on the other. "Mmm.. Sh.. chan." Katsuki stared Izuku down. "Who are you calling?" "..." Tch. Katsuki gritted his teeth, I am trying to do this right, but you keep testing my patience. Kissing him again, he was surprised when Izuku suckled on his bottom lip. "Who are you kissing right now?" "Mmm..cchan" Katsuki still looked at him skeptically. "Wake up already, I'm going to fuck you." Placing a pillow underneath, he flipped Izuku over so his ass would be lifted. He put two fingers into Izuku's mouth but it didn't seem wet enough. Spitting unto Izuku's hole, he tried poking a finger in. With some light moaning and twitching from Izuku, Katsuki decided to grab hard onto both cheeks and just go in with his tongue. He savored every twitch he was responsible for. Now able to get two fingers in, he flipped Izuku back over so he could see his face. Embarrassed hooded eyes acknowledged that he felt good. "Tell me you want this, that you want me." "F..k me" Katsuki stared at the lips that said these sweetest words.. How.. romantic. Pressing in slowly, Katsuki's eyes rolled back in bliss. He moved in a rhythm, sucking everywhere on Izuku he could find. When he felt Izuku's erection against his stomach, he looked up at it owner's flushed face. He slowed down as he thought of something, slowly slipping out and reaching over to his pants' pocket, he retrieved his phone. He debated whether he should follow through with what he was thinking, when Izuku swung his arm over his face. Deciding that it was a sign, Katsuki hurried to switch on the camera. Hovering over the photo option, he went with video instead. He nudged Izuku's entrance with his tip, and captured how Izuku slowly sucked him in. A few slow thrusts and moaning was caught too. Izuku's erection flopping as Katsuki picked up the pace. "Mmm.. harder.." Katsuki was all nerves, the video shaky. "Hey, let me see your face." Katsuki removed the arm that hid Izuku's groggy eyes. Look at me. Izuku turned his face to the side into the pillow. "Just fuck me already." Katsuki stopped. He wanted him to regret those words. Damn it.. that's not how I meant to do this.. Setting the phone on the side table, he pinned Izuku's arms over his head and bit down on his neck. Izuku's eyes finally wide open, he grabbed Katsuki's head by fistfuls of hair. "Kacchan!" "You were sleeping too peacefully, you know, I rather see you cry." Izuku palmed away at his eyes. "How shall we do it next?"
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At a loss for words, Izuku was about to push him off when Katsuki pushed himself back in. Ahh! "That's the spot, isn't it?" Katsuki got into rhythm again, just this time Izuku was clutching at the bed sheets. Katsuki angled his ass higher for a deeper thrust. When Izuku came, Katsuki pulled out and climbed over to his head, grabbing to fuck it again. "This might be my favorite view." With hands full of green hair, and tears and snot mixing into slobber, Katsuki was about to shoot.. when he stopped cold. No.. Without finishing, he backed off and sat on the edge of the bed, hunched. Wiping his face, Izuku reached automatically into the space between them. Kacchan.. "..I keep messing up." Izuku recalled the hot and cold treatment during their relations, but hadn't particularly felt phased by it. Although.. That's its own red flag.. What is this, exactly? What do we want..? How is he admitting to such a thing? "I.. don't know what you mean.." Izuku risked placing a hand on Katsuki's shoulder. "What do you want that's different than what you're doing?" Pfft. "We'd be here forever if I started to answer that." "Kacchan.. look at me." Izuku crawled closer. "Come back, let me.. finish you off.." Katsuki let himself get herded back into the center of the bed. "What do you want me to do?" Izuku asked. "I.. I want you to do what you want to." Izuku scrunched his eyebrows. "I'm going to suck you off.. but you're not going to touch my head, okay?" Katsuki's eyes widened. He lifted his palms facing out, in non threatening surrender. He watched as fluffy green bobbed sweetly up and down his shaft. Izuku teased with his teeth around the balls, then lapped up all the way to the tip. When he began to suck, Katsuki half reached for his head when Izuku instinctively lifted one hand into a stop. Remembering the phone, Katsuki discreetly reached for it and refocused it. "Where do you want me to cum?" Izuku didn't respond, having found a pace that was easy to keep consistent. "Fuck, your mouth feels so good. But I want your ass." Izuku slowed down and looked up. Seeing Katsuki's phone, his expression ranged from surprise to disbelief. "Turn that off, Kacchan." "Hmm? I will once you've made me come." Izuku tried to hide his face in embarrassment. Katsuki got up to the side of the bed, "Give me your ass." "Phone down, first!" "Deku.." Katsuki placed the phone down momentarily while getting Izuku on all fours. Grabbing Izuku's member and rubbing him off from behind, he watched as Izuku tried to get the phone while also collapsing in pleasure. Katsuki clucked disapprovingly as he nabbed it in time. He got Izuku's face as he panted through his punishing thrusts. "Why don't you say something sweet for the camera?" "I won't!" "Hah, cute enough." Katsuki hit the spot he was starting to know so well. Gasp! "Ask me to hit it again." "P-please, Kacchan." "Nah." Katsuki placed the phone down and lifted Izuku to sit on him.. backwards. "I'm getting tired, so, you should hop here on your own while I watch in the mirror." Izuku's face turned scarlet as he looked across from the bed. Katsuki lifted him by the hips and shoved him on. Wincing, he grabbed the phone to frame Izuku's back, muscles rippling as he slowly found a rhythm to rock on. "It's so deep!" Izuku cocked his head back. Katsuki reached for his neck to angle him for a kiss. He got their tongues finding each other before propping the phone on the side table again. He leaned back to enjoy the view, the change in angles driving them both close to their limit. As he watched Izuku's cheeks bounce on him swallowing his cock, he pondered what the finale should look like.. giving in to grabbing Izuku's throat with both hands. "You like this, don't you? You horny freak." With Katsuki leaning back, Izuku could only see big hands wrapped around his throat in his reflection. With eyes watering, he saw just a glint of red looking back at him before busting his load as far as the mirror itself. Katsuki unloaded into him, piping hot and pulsating. After a few moments of Izuku resting his back on him, wrapped in his arms, he wobbled up. "I'll.. shower alone this time.." Katsuki watched as he went in without another word. Getting up to sort a change of clothes for him, he noticed a spurt of cum on the mirror.. this was the last thing his phone 'saw' before he ended the forty minute record.
