[ Don't weaponize the sex toys, Katsuki! Those anal balls are dangerous enough as it is!
A grab rail might be a good idea, if Denki keeps on 'cheating' his way to ruining his boyfriend. He can't grin with his mouth full of dick, but that impish glee is evident in his gold eyes. He lives for that snarl, the amount of precum on his taste buds... the way his lover is holding himself back from grabbing his hair since he's still healing.
It's hot and sweet at the same time. Just like Katsuki.
The finger that slipped between that perfect ass circles the tight rim, not pressing inwards since he had nothing to ease the way - even his messy blowjob is washed away by the shower, so instead he uses the extra little stimulation to keep Katsuki on his toes. He wants to see the other blonde break and let go of his finely-crafted pride, instead coming in his throat like he deserves to.
Making his boyfriend feel good makes Denki feel good as well, so it's a win-win. ]
[Everything's a weapon if it needs to be! And he's well aware of those anal balls' ulterior uses.
They can think about a grab rail in the future. When his head's not getting filled up with arousal and conscious thought is fading away to nothing more than "Fuck he's good" and alternating rounds of cursing and compliments. No grins, but Katsuki can feel the way Denki's lips pull around his dick, like he wants to smile. Doesn't matter since he can see it right in his damn gorgeous eyes. God he wants to grab him by his fucking hair and just ram himself down to the balls over and over and over.
But he doesn't. Instead Denki's shoulder's getting the brunt of that desire while Katsuki plasters his other hand and shoulder + back to the shower wall behind him.
Katsuki sucks in another hard break, mouth falling open a few seconds later in a breathless cuss as Denki fingers around the rim of his ass. Muscle winks inward at the touch, ass cheeks hardening and feet tensing on the ground even if his lover's not probing his way in. His dick pulses and throbs inside Denki's mouth and Katsuki only manages to last a few more seconds before a sharp cry breaks out of his mouth. Head tossed back on the wall, body going hard as iron, and hips slamming backwards out of sheer desperation not to thrust into Denki's mouth. Hot wet spews out of his dick in heavy ropes, pouring into his lover's mouth and down his throat as each throe of passion contracts Katsuki's abs and flexes his legs and arms while his shoulders hunch up and his head grinds against the wall. Fuck, feels like he's emptying his entire body into Denki's gullet over and over and over.]
[ooc: sorry for the delay. life's being a mega bitch.]
[ Fuck, once more he has to bask in awe how gorgeous Katsuki was like this. A crack in all of his defenses, baring the raw emotions inside. Denki did that. Denki made his boyfriend feel so good that he's struggling to hold back, making the shower creak from how hard he's resisting thrusting in deep and taking what he wants. All to keep his lover safe.
Denki loves his man so much.
The sharp cry that heralds Katsuki's orgasm sounds so hot that Denki is surprised he doesn't immediately follow, his own ignored cock straining against his stomach. Instead he focuses on the twitch and pulse of the hot flesh in his mouth as it starts filling his mouth with heavy contractions, those amazing abs tightening with each shot.
The electric blonde pulls back after a few mouthfuls, the water rinsing away the drops that wants to paint his face. Licking his lips, he keeps one hand steady on his boyfriend in case Katsuki loses his balance, and then slips the other down to jerk himself. ]
S-so pent up, baby. Five days and you come like you wanna drown me...
[Hell yeah he did that. With his fucking mouth and that damn finger of his. To say nothing of how goddamn hot he is, staring up at Katsuki like that as his free hand touches wherever his other hand's not currently sneaking a cheating finger. It's hard to keep those defenses up when Denki knows so many chinks and weakspots he can push and prod as times goes on, getting into the open, intimate parts inside. He's lucky Katsuki didn't blow a damn hole in the tile...
Katsuki rocks against the wall, bracing the sides of his feet into the curved edges of the shower rim below him. Feels like his brain's seeped out and melted all over the wet floor, just having come the majority of it out into Denki's mouth. Body shuddering with occasional twitches of euphoria zipping down his spine as the final dregs of his orgasm get squeezed out of his dick. Fuck... sinking onto the ground would sound pretty damn nice right now, save for he's holding himself up.
A soft grunt of overly-sensitive nerves tugs out of Katsuki's lips when Denki pulls off of him, cock bobbing mostly-hard against the other blonde's lips as shower fall starts spattering over his now-cleared dick. Red eyes crack open and he looks down at his boyfriend below him, appreciating the hand on his hips to keep him from swaying. But as soon as he sees Denki's hand slide down between his legs to grip himself, Katsuki tugs a leg free to lightly kicks his boyfriend's wrist away. Nuh-uh. That's his reward, bastard.]
[ The little kick to get his hand away from his own dick is met with a bratty pout, but the electric blonde brightens up again when he's promised more dick. The tiredness has been washed away by warm water and oxytocin, and all he wants is to be as close to his boyfriend as possible. In every single way he can think of. ]
Okay, yeah. Fuck, I want that. Here or in the bedroom?
[ Shower fingering with just water when he hasn't had any sex for almost a week or going for the lube in the bedside table but getting everything wet? What a dilemma.
First of all he needs to get off his knees, which isn't the most comfortable with a hard dick and both of them being a little unsteady. Still, it makes it possible for Denki to wrap his arms around Katsuki again, leaning in for a kiss. It tastes more like shower water than cum, but he's so nicely warm and relaxed that he regrets nothing.
Shower and bath sex is great when they remember important slippery stuff. ]
Fuck all of this stupid stuff out of me, babe. I want to feel normal.
[Shit, that bratty pout's only been out of his life for 5 days and seeing it still feels like a punch in the gut, full of longing and loneliness and relief that's swelling everywhere inside. Katsuki's more responsible side reminds him Denki's got a head injury---concussion to be exact---and he's thinking about railing his boyfriend straight into the night.
Is that really a good idea?]
Here. [So much for responsible Bakugou Katsuki. He couldn't have staved off the request for a moment longer when he saw the electric blonde pushing himself off his knees and sliding up his body to reach his mouth. Arms winding around his strong shoulders and the curve of his muscular back, drawing him close until the explosive hero peels off the wall and steps into Denki's embrace to press flush to him. Perhaps the shower isn't the greatest idea, but patience is a thing that's not in stock right now.
Besides, the bed might only encourage him to get even rougher with Denki. Whereas the shower... Katsuki leans into the kiss, swinging an arm around the blonde's shoulder and pulling him tight to his body. Careful not to push hard on his mouth to rock his head, always mindful of that.] Can't plow you as hard as I fucking want... so how about you be king for the night and have a good seat on your throne?
[ Head-injury, smed-whatever! They're good like this. Denki doesn't want to stop and be all responsible right now; he's horny as hell and wants to get off. Being fucked into the nigh just sounds like it would be nice and normal for them, meaning he can force the kidnapping bullshit even further down.
Here in Katsuki's arms, he can relax - and briefly bury his face in those pecs, because hey, horny. ]
Mmm, you want me to be king? How benevolent, great explosion murder god.
[ ...and there's the sass. Eying the bathtub right next to the shower, Denki turns a knob to start filling that instead. ]
How about we get in the bath, so we'll have less slipping accidents? Only one of us is allowed to have head injuries at the same time, or we'll be a disaster. I'll grab the moisturizer. [ Ah, yes. Emergency lube. ] Then you can prove how good of a throne you are for your new king.
[He's not gonna fuck a concussion back into existence, dammit! As much as Katsuki wants to throw caution to the damn wind, this is his boyfriend he's talking about here, and he's going to be responsible with him thanks to that stupid injury. Horny or not. Dick isn't work brain damage. And he certainly doesn't want to have to go back to Recovery Girl and get asked "Why" Denki is returning to the hospital after one night at home... No, they're gonna be kind of responsible.
Even with Denki shoving his face into his chest and Katsuki tightening his arms around his boyfriend's shoulders to pull him close. Since he can wrap them around his neck or head. Ugh...]
Don't make me change my mind, fucking Pichu...
[Sass him at your peril. Katsuki glances to the tub when Denki starts filling it, fingers idly tracing across the other hero's shoulder. Not a bad idea, even if he'd intended to sit right down in the shower and go from there. Someone has more patience than him... apparently.]
I'm not gonna get a fucking head injury from fucking. [But who's he to argue with that tempting offer?] Get in the damn tub. I'll get the moisturizer. [With that, Katsuki releases Denki from his arms and gives him a nudge towards the tub. Does he admit he wants Denki to deal with testing to water temperature? Nope! That's the king's privilege.]
[ To be perfectly fair that sounds hot in theory, but obviously not in real life. Katsuki is sweet when he tries to be careful and handling him with as much care as he can, so even the back-and-forth of Denki's dick sucking didn't leave him with vertigo. So kind of responsible works out, doesn't it? ]
Mhm. I think I deserve Pikachu by now, baby. Maybe even Raichu. [ He pokes between those generous pecs ]. You know you won't change your mind. You want my ass around your dick.
[ He quips with a grin, and then makes his way to the tub. It's not that he has more patience, per say, he just wants to avoid tile scuffing on the shower floor. They don't need more damage, not even a tiny abrasion.
Putting his feet in the water, the electric blonde gasps hard and fumbles to turn the knob to warm. ]
Cold! I think my nuts just slingshotted into my lungs. Get over here and be a throne!!
[It's better work out, cause that's what they're doing. As much as his logical brain is telling them they should probably cool it for the night, the rest of him wants anything but cool. Instead, drowning Denki in passion and heat, blowing away any bad thoughts and distracting him entirely to the point of passing out for dreamless sleep, sounds like a much better idea.
That's one kind of responsible, right?]
You don't get Raichu until you're 30. [Or maybe 36, since that's when starters evolve into their final forms. Fuck you, Thunder Stone. Katsuki doesn't back down even with the poking.] Tch, damn brain reader.
[As if it weren't obvious. Katsuki shuts off the shower and heads out, dripping and naked, to walk across the bathroom. While he could get he moisturizer, they're both up and walking, so why not head to the mirror cabinet, pop the mirror open, and grab some water-play lube from the shelf? Cause they've got lube in every damn room of their apartment now.]
Fuck you! I'm not getting in ice water! Why didn't you turn it to warm first?!
[Though he's by Denki's side immediately and dragging his legs out of the water, cupping his hands over his boyfriend's feet to rub and massage them to warm him back up.]
[ Reason #1231 why he loves this man: going all in on the Pokemon joke. Denki's heart always feels so warm when Katsuki 'acknowledges' his interests like that, even when it is to be a bit of a dick. It's sweet, making a long-lasting nickname something precious and stupid at the same time.
...then there is yelling at him but pulling him out to rub his feet at the same time. He's so lucky to see this caring side, and it's just as much of a turn-on as their bickering. The electric blonde sneaks a kiss in as a thank you, running his fingers through wet spiky hair. All the shenanigans has taken his mind fully off of other things, all desire and affection in Denki's scrambled head.
He can deal with meetings and plans later. Right now he wants to take a seat on the finest throne in the world. ]
The controls are the opposite of the shower, that's why I always fuck them up! [ He whines, wiggling one of his feet a bit. ] It should be better now.
[ The acute horniness may have been a little blown out of him, but Denki hasn't come yet and it's slightly uncomfortable - even if his erection flagged at the cold water. ]
[He's not going all in! Just occasionally, he'll throw Denki a nerd treat. Even if it's pretty sharp if he does say so himself. Not like he hasn't played Pokemon games. Knows about them enough to make some nerd quips. With his own dickish twist to them cause he can. All for this damn Pikachu he loves more than anyone else.
Katsuki growls at him for the kiss and gets back to working on warming up his boyfriend's legs. They're not freezing or anything; he's mostly buying time for the water to warm up before Denki sticks them back in and freezes his damn feet again. Fingers run through his hair while he works, a relaxing sensation. Cause hell no is Katsuki gonna take a seat in cold ass water! He glances up at the side of the tub and flicks his eyes to the shower when Denki gripes about the control locations.]
Cause the builders fucked up the bath. It's supposed to face the other way. [The bath got put in backwards. But since this is a corner apartment, Katsuki was willing to accept it. He grunts at the update, then leans in and runs his tongue along his boyfriend's dick. Yeah, he noticed that flagging mast and hell if he's gonna let his boyfriend deal with a bad case of blue balls.]
[ It's all in when he even knows when starters evolve and makes jokes about it! Denki would be delighted to know he'll be Raichu after 36. The dickish twist just tells him it's Katsuki being Katsuki. Scary-sweet Typhlosion.
Denki gives an agreeing hum about the building mistakes, but they have good rent and the corner apartment they wanted. They're doing well for themselves and save for their future home... that will definitely only have luke-warm to hot, not goddamn Todoroki ice in the pipes.
The electric blonde is about to say something else, but Katsuki's tongue takes his soul away. Holy crap that was a lot more sensitive than he thought, a weird kind of edging even after he's going soft. The hand in that ash-blonde hair tightens and there's an honest-to-god whimper. ]
O-oh, babe!
[ Maybe they should look into edging... although Denki is too impatient and Katsuki is explosive. ]
Fuck, I... gimmie your fingers. I won't fall.
[ Tub-edge fingering might be a little precarious but horniness has returned. ]
[Raichu once he hits 30. Do it on his birthday. Might even indulge his utter nerdness and get a Raichu tail butt plug for his boyfriend as his "graduation" present. Though he'll keep that a secret until the day of. Wipe some history searches...
Ice in the pipes damages pipes anyways; you don't want that. Katsuki was particular about their apartment when they agreed to move in together, wanting something between their homes and still close to the city for their heroics. The place they settled on checked a lot of boxes and came with some nice bonuses too. They can handle a turned-around tub.
Katsuki lowers his hands and Denki's feet as he settles between his boyfriend's knees. Kneeling below him, he continues massaging his soles, palms cupping the sides as he traces his tongue up and own the underside of the other man's cock. Get him back to hardness pretty quickly if he can. Not that he doesn't think getting a dick up his ass would pop Denki's mast straight up.]
Hm... [No, edging pisses him off. He's not even good past two-fingered-prep unless they decided to finger an orgasm out first, then fuck. He glances up, eyes somewhat obscured by his bangs when Denki asks for his hands. Could... He licks a few more times ago before tilting his head to face his boyfriend.] Want me to get you off before you get in? That what you're asking, babe?
[ What a perfectly 'them' birthday present. Nerdy little bastards... Denki would definitely wear a Raichu butt plug and ears with unhinged glee and you know it. Just has to take the plug out to ride his boyfriend silly and pop some lights while yelling 'volt tackle!' for the Pokemon's signature move.
Denki doesn't mind the tub either, he just wishes he could remember that the knobs were switched... but no. Every time.
The sweet attention to his feet and those rough palms traveling over his skin feels like it leaves heat in their wake that stirs Denki's arousal like a slow boil, a strange mix between his need to come and the need to keep this going. He's easily growing harder under that tongue, breath hitching a bit as his boyfriend stops to speak to him. ]
Haaahh... [ Yeah, no, They're both to impatient for that stuff. There would be lightning and explosions. ] I wanna come, Katsuki. Please make me come.
[ Get him off with that mouth, those hands... anything. Otherwise he won't last at all when riding him. ]
[If Denki gets too cheesy with it, Katsuki'll stuff that plug in his damn mouth. Not that he plans on letting the other hero have the brain power to get out something like "volt tackle" while plowing up into him. Denki's got balls if he thinks he's gonna ride Katsuki silly without the explosive hero giving him even more in return. Maybe use the plug on him while he's fucking him too.
One day, Katsuki's gonna have the knobs embossed with the proper labels. That way Denki can read them with his eyes and his fingers. Different color embossing as well to make it even easier at a glance.
That's all the answer he needed. Katsuki slides his tongue around Denki's head, licking at the oozing slit and playing with the soft flare of his crown. Before starting to draw a line down his shaft. He drags the glass-smooth underside of his tongue over Denki's urethral track, teasing the swollen "vein" from his head to his balls. Bastard's skin is so damn soft...
With his feet warmed up again, Katsuki trades massaging his soles and the tops to wrapping his hands around Denki's ankles. Thumbs roll against the supple bones, fingers compressing the backs to squeeze his Achilles' tendons. Distracting him with a bit of attention before the explosive blonde abruptly sucks both his boyfriend's balls into his mouth.
[ To be fair, Denki rarely has more brain power than to yell Katsuki's name and 'yes' when they fuck... so it's unlikely that he'll start using Pokemon moves. Who knows, though. Maybe the happiness of being Raichu now will restart him and Katsuki will have to buy a pokeball gag.
One day, they will have their own house with proper knobs. A bigger bathroom, better heating, all that jazz. For now, though, maybe some color coding wouldn't be so bad. It would certainly shorten the amounts of squeaks from the bathroom.
Right now, the knobs could be disco balls for all Denki cares, because his mind is only filled with his boyfriend and the way he plays with his dick. That slick tongue, wandering all over it, finding his weak spots and making his breath shudder - it's perfect.
The way those hands wander only add to it, strong fingers going for his ankles like Katsuki wants to turn him to mush one little piece at the time. It shouldn't be arousing, getting your Achilles tendons squeezed - but it is.
Then his balls are sucked into that hot mouth and Denki's fingers tighten in that spiky hair, a whimper escaping him from the sensation of wet heat on his sac. ]
[He's gonna get some cusses out of his boyfriend when he fucks him, asides from his name and "yes" on his breath. If Denki does manage to get something out, Katsuki'll have a gag on hand. Likely not the pokeball gag the electric nerd is gonna think of. There's no way he's getting one of those damn things. That's on Denki.
Katsuki's definitely aiming for their own house one day. Ironically he wants something similar to his parents' house, a nice-sized place in a good neighborhood with walls around the lot and strong, stylish construction. With all the bathroom improvements as well. Possibly with some added reinforcements so the house can deal with explosions and electrocutions. They're still young.
Of course it's perfect; Katsuki's memorize this boy's dick from tip to base, knowing where to tongue, suck, lick, nip, prod, bat, and everything else to get him reacting. He loves feeling Denki shudder under his actions, or hearing his voice hitch in pleasure as he gets a really sensitive area all of a sudden. Trying to keep it unpredictable.
Maybe he is trying to turn Denki into mush. Then again, Katsuki likes the other boy's legs. And his arms. And his waist. And every fucking place on him as he squeezes his hands around the blonde's ankles again before guiding them over his shoulders to rest. Mostly so his hands can start wandering up his shins and calves in an escalating massage / fondle.
While his mouth is busy with a pair of orbs and their silky sac. Sucking them into his mouth, Katsuki's gentle with the inhale and tongue play. He slides one between his teeth and cheek, the other left in his mouth to be rolled around and pushed with the slick muscle inside. Heh, whimpering already... Katsuki groans as Denki tightens his fingers in his hair and cusses above him. That's worth it.]
[ Denki's never cussed as much in his life as he does on that cock, so that's probably a given. As for gags, he happens to be very fond of natural ones. Fingers, dick, hand over his mouth. It all works. Getting a Pokeball gag, though? Just wait until he hangs out with Sero next time. They're dangerous together.
Explosions and electrocutions, they're gonna need a damn bunker. There must be quirks and inventions for that sort of stuff, though, so it's likely that they can get things done right. Extra strong walls, extra powerful breaker box, grounded everything. It will be great.
'Unpredictable' is Katsuki's whole damn thing, and Denki's body knows it. It reflexively tenses as those hands wander and the tongue plays with his dick, every little part of him heated and sensitive under the attention. Especially his balls, enveloped in that wet heat and rolled with a slick tongue. A soft graze of teeth and he's whimpering even more, legs twitching as Denki's cock leaks like a small waterfall. ]
Fffuck... Katsuki, god, you're...
[ He can't even make a whole sentence - and then suddenly he's tipping towards the edge, balls tightening and drawing up inside his boyfriend's mouth. ]
[Don't fucking talk to Sero about their sex lives! ... Probably waaay too late to be yelling about that, huh. Katsuki's by far the more taciturn between the two about chatting to others like that. Maybe Eijirou, if he starts being nosy and shit. But hell if either of that's gonna stop Katsuki from popping some natural gags on his boyfriend.
Or they better just learn to restrain themselves. Fuck outside if they're feeling extra sparky between them. Katsuki still wants a strong house just on the safe side, and for protection. Two Pro heroes living together is like asking for a target on their roof once people find out their address. He doesn't put villains attacking their house outside the possible.
Damn right it is! Katsuki feels the first dribble of wet landing on the bridge of his nose and glances up. Light catches inside the leaking pearls of syrupy pre sliding down Denki's dick and he deliberately sucks firmly on the ball in his mouth proper, cheek tightening semi-lightly on the one trapped between cheek and teeth. Just wanting to hear Denki whimper more, eyes locked onto the quivering thighs and arching calves with each drag.]
Hmmm? [His hum rumbles through the twin orbs in his mouth and Katsuki immediately tenses up when he feels Denki go from teetering to falling. Fuck-! But dammit, he's staying where he is, sucking his balls through the entire process. Probably gonna get cum all over his hair and face...]
[ Oh, that's way, way too late. Him, Sero and Mina gossip all the damn time about their sex lives. Nothing too private, of course - they don't know about the three and a half balls, as an example - but they sure do brag. Sometimes about said natural gags.
Villains attacking hero homes wasn't too common, but the risk was always there. Someone seeing Dynamight boom-boom his way there, or Denki wearing his hero gear while fiddling with the locks was always dangerous. They should at least have a good panic room with exits, and other kinds of smart designs so they can get quickly out of the house and into the battlefield.
Denki definitely didn't mean to come so quick and without warning, but the way Katsuki sucked on his nuts like they were the sweetest chocolates in the whole world? Mindblowing. Especially after he little interruption, and despite the cold water.
He's very much coating that pretty face in his cum, some dripping into the ash-blonde hair that looms like it's already spiking up again from the shower. ]
Katsuki, fuck... fuck.
[ Damn his man is still sucking, drawing his orgasm out until it's stating to overstimulate the electric blonde. His balls have never been so messy. ]
[Katsuki's aware of it, on an assumed basis, and simply tries to forget it ever happens. He trusts Denki not to talk of anything really sensitive or private, keeping some shit vague even if pried on. Might sometimes brag about Denki to Eijirou, but you know... bestie things.
Hey, he knows a ton of villains would've loved to attack All Might in the privacy of his own home, if they'd know who they were looking for when he wasn't in his muscled form. Dynamight usually doesn't boom-boom his way to their house unless there's an emergency. He opts to travel to the agency (or a branch of it) and change before taking the bus or train to their area.
Panic room is a good idea. Probably keep a change of costume and gear in their home for emergency use. Or to tinker with.
Ugh, he normally doesn't mind Denki blowing his load too early, since that just gets a grin and smug comment as Katsuki takes pride in undoing his boyfriend's natural restraints. But sometimes, it can get real fucking messy. Like now. Even if it was really damn hot to see him come from getting his damn nuts sucked on. Mental note: focus on Denki's balls more in the future.
Katsuki opens his mouth after a few more afterglow sucks, letting the electric hero's balls slide out of his mouth with a wet "blah" breathy noise, and flop back against his perineum with a soft splat. Yeah, he can feel his boyfriend's come dripping down his face, some if it sitting in his hair too... Tsk, gonna have to wash that crap out. It's a pretty debased look for Katsuki. But it's hot.
Especially since he got to overstimulate his man with the post-orgasm sucking.]
[ Poor Ei, he gets double teamed with gossip and bragging from both sides. The woes of their triad of BFFs.
Probably one of the main reasons agencies exist. So heroes can go home incognito. Maybe they wear a hat or something too, since both of their hair is pretty noticeable. Especially Denki's dang lightning bolt.
Costumes in their home, huh? This horny idiot could think about a lot of fun things with that.
...but right now he can't quite think of anything, hands holding those strong shoulders tightly to keep himself steady. He's trembling from the overstimulation, breathing unsteady and balls feeling almost squeezed out from that load.
His load. Shit.
Opening his eyes, the electric blonde gives his messy, debauched boyfriend a look and tries to not chuckle. ]
Oh man, babe... I'm sorry...
[ There's no wash cloth close enough, so instead he wipes away some of the mess with his fingers, and then brings them to his lips to suck them clean. ]
[Good thing their spiky redhead is one of the friendliest guys they know, never trying to set fires between different sides. While he's trustworthy or the most part, Katsuki doesn't like to burden him with "secrets" he shouldn't tell his friends. That's just makes Eijirou uncomfortable.
Hoodie or hat with shades for Katsuki. Hands in his pockets as normal and carrying on home with that "don't fuck with me" aura no one wants to mess with unless they're stupid. Too bad that dang lightning bolt is sexy.
They already fuck in their costumes sometimes! They don't have to continue the tradition at home! Even if Katsuki wouldn't mind messing with his gear in the comfort of his home.
Red eyes take a slow wander down his boyfriend's body, starting at his flushed and panting face to the labored rise and fall of his chest to the heaving clench of his abs to the spread-open wings of his thighs and cabling tension of forearms to brace his hands on his shoulders. Of course he's got a damn good view of his dick, ass, and balls...
Tsk, he can tell Denki's trying not to laugh at him.]
Piss off. [Worth it. Katsuki keeps his eye shut as the other blonde wipes at some of the lines with his fingers. Though that doesn't stop a heated flush on his face thanks to Denki being a lewd bastard and sucking his fingers into his mouth.] You did that on purpose...
[ Eijirou is a saint to keep up with Denki and his babbling, but at least the blonde tries to reel it in most of the time. He's just very good to whine to when Katsuki is being 'mean'. Which... is mostly telling the electric idiot to do things he should be doing anyway.
Mmm, sexy badass aura. Why is his man so hot?? Denki is physically unable to have that aura unless it's thunderstorm time and he's pumped to hell with energy. Kind of impossible to be incognito then, though.
(...if he comes home and there's nitro-ish fluid on the wall and grenadier bracer pieces all over, Katsuki's so gonna be on the couch.)
Denki's breath is still a little unsteady, and he keeps his free hand on Katsuki's shoulder as he licks his fingers like it's the best thing he's ever tasted. Fuck, he loves those shoulders. Powerful and thick to withstand all that blasting power, and those arms. It's kind of a power trip to see such a man on his knees before him, pretty face all messed up.
Oh, a flush, too? A little color on those cheeks? Yeah, Denki feels pretty good right now. His head doesn't even hurt, even after that orgasm. ]
Mm, maybe I did. [ He didn't. ] Guess you gotta wash your face again... or I could lick it all off.
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A grab rail might be a good idea, if Denki keeps on 'cheating' his way to ruining his boyfriend. He can't grin with his mouth full of dick, but that impish glee is evident in his gold eyes. He lives for that snarl, the amount of precum on his taste buds... the way his lover is holding himself back from grabbing his hair since he's still healing.
It's hot and sweet at the same time. Just like Katsuki.
The finger that slipped between that perfect ass circles the tight rim, not pressing inwards since he had nothing to ease the way - even his messy blowjob is washed away by the shower, so instead he uses the extra little stimulation to keep Katsuki on his toes. He wants to see the other blonde break and let go of his finely-crafted pride, instead coming in his throat like he deserves to.
Making his boyfriend feel good makes Denki feel good as well, so it's a win-win. ]
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They can think about a grab rail in the future. When his head's not getting filled up with arousal and conscious thought is fading away to nothing more than "Fuck he's good" and alternating rounds of cursing and compliments. No grins, but Katsuki can feel the way Denki's lips pull around his dick, like he wants to smile. Doesn't matter since he can see it right in his damn gorgeous eyes. God he wants to grab him by his fucking hair and just ram himself down to the balls over and over and over.
But he doesn't. Instead Denki's shoulder's getting the brunt of that desire while Katsuki plasters his other hand and shoulder + back to the shower wall behind him.
Katsuki sucks in another hard break, mouth falling open a few seconds later in a breathless cuss as Denki fingers around the rim of his ass. Muscle winks inward at the touch, ass cheeks hardening and feet tensing on the ground even if his lover's not probing his way in. His dick pulses and throbs inside Denki's mouth and Katsuki only manages to last a few more seconds before a sharp cry breaks out of his mouth. Head tossed back on the wall, body going hard as iron, and hips slamming backwards out of sheer desperation not to thrust into Denki's mouth. Hot wet spews out of his dick in heavy ropes, pouring into his lover's mouth and down his throat as each throe of passion contracts Katsuki's abs and flexes his legs and arms while his shoulders hunch up and his head grinds against the wall. Fuck, feels like he's emptying his entire body into Denki's gullet over and over and over.]
[ooc: sorry for the delay. life's being a mega bitch.]
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Denki loves his man so much.
The sharp cry that heralds Katsuki's orgasm sounds so hot that Denki is surprised he doesn't immediately follow, his own ignored cock straining against his stomach. Instead he focuses on the twitch and pulse of the hot flesh in his mouth as it starts filling his mouth with heavy contractions, those amazing abs tightening with each shot.
The electric blonde pulls back after a few mouthfuls, the water rinsing away the drops that wants to paint his face. Licking his lips, he keeps one hand steady on his boyfriend in case Katsuki loses his balance, and then slips the other down to jerk himself. ]
S-so pent up, baby. Five days and you come like you wanna drown me...
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Katsuki rocks against the wall, bracing the sides of his feet into the curved edges of the shower rim below him. Feels like his brain's seeped out and melted all over the wet floor, just having come the majority of it out into Denki's mouth. Body shuddering with occasional twitches of euphoria zipping down his spine as the final dregs of his orgasm get squeezed out of his dick. Fuck... sinking onto the ground would sound pretty damn nice right now, save for he's holding himself up.
A soft grunt of overly-sensitive nerves tugs out of Katsuki's lips when Denki pulls off of him, cock bobbing mostly-hard against the other blonde's lips as shower fall starts spattering over his now-cleared dick. Red eyes crack open and he looks down at his boyfriend below him, appreciating the hand on his hips to keep him from swaying. But as soon as he sees Denki's hand slide down between his legs to grip himself, Katsuki tugs a leg free to lightly kicks his boyfriend's wrist away. Nuh-uh. That's his reward, bastard.]
Only thing I want filling you right now is me.
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Okay, yeah. Fuck, I want that. Here or in the bedroom?
[ Shower fingering with just water when he hasn't had any sex for almost a week or going for the lube in the bedside table but getting everything wet? What a dilemma.
First of all he needs to get off his knees, which isn't the most comfortable with a hard dick and both of them being a little unsteady. Still, it makes it possible for Denki to wrap his arms around Katsuki again, leaning in for a kiss. It tastes more like shower water than cum, but he's so nicely warm and relaxed that he regrets nothing.
Shower and bath sex is great when they remember important slippery stuff. ]
Fuck all of this stupid stuff out of me, babe. I want to feel normal.
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Is that really a good idea?]
Here. [So much for responsible Bakugou Katsuki. He couldn't have staved off the request for a moment longer when he saw the electric blonde pushing himself off his knees and sliding up his body to reach his mouth. Arms winding around his strong shoulders and the curve of his muscular back, drawing him close until the explosive hero peels off the wall and steps into Denki's embrace to press flush to him. Perhaps the shower isn't the greatest idea, but patience is a thing that's not in stock right now.
Besides, the bed might only encourage him to get even rougher with Denki. Whereas the shower... Katsuki leans into the kiss, swinging an arm around the blonde's shoulder and pulling him tight to his body. Careful not to push hard on his mouth to rock his head, always mindful of that.] Can't plow you as hard as I fucking want... so how about you be king for the night and have a good seat on your throne?
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Here in Katsuki's arms, he can relax - and briefly bury his face in those pecs, because hey, horny. ]
Mmm, you want me to be king? How benevolent, great explosion murder god.
[ ...and there's the sass. Eying the bathtub right next to the shower, Denki turns a knob to start filling that instead. ]
How about we get in the bath, so we'll have less slipping accidents? Only one of us is allowed to have head injuries at the same time, or we'll be a disaster. I'll grab the moisturizer. [ Ah, yes. Emergency lube. ] Then you can prove how good of a throne you are for your new king.
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Even with Denki shoving his face into his chest and Katsuki tightening his arms around his boyfriend's shoulders to pull him close. Since he can wrap them around his neck or head. Ugh...]
Don't make me change my mind, fucking Pichu...
[Sass him at your peril. Katsuki glances to the tub when Denki starts filling it, fingers idly tracing across the other hero's shoulder. Not a bad idea, even if he'd intended to sit right down in the shower and go from there. Someone has more patience than him... apparently.]
I'm not gonna get a fucking head injury from fucking. [But who's he to argue with that tempting offer?] Get in the damn tub. I'll get the moisturizer. [With that, Katsuki releases Denki from his arms and gives him a nudge towards the tub. Does he admit he wants Denki to deal with testing to water temperature? Nope! That's the king's privilege.]
Best damn throne you'll ever sit on.
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Mhm. I think I deserve Pikachu by now, baby. Maybe even Raichu. [ He pokes between those generous pecs ]. You know you won't change your mind. You want my ass around your dick.
[ He quips with a grin, and then makes his way to the tub. It's not that he has more patience, per say, he just wants to avoid tile scuffing on the shower floor. They don't need more damage, not even a tiny abrasion.
Putting his feet in the water, the electric blonde gasps hard and fumbles to turn the knob to warm. ]
Cold! I think my nuts just slingshotted into my lungs. Get over here and be a throne!!
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That's one kind of responsible, right?]
You don't get Raichu until you're 30. [Or maybe 36, since that's when starters evolve into their final forms. Fuck you, Thunder Stone. Katsuki doesn't back down even with the poking.] Tch, damn brain reader.
[As if it weren't obvious. Katsuki shuts off the shower and heads out, dripping and naked, to walk across the bathroom. While he could get he moisturizer, they're both up and walking, so why not head to the mirror cabinet, pop the mirror open, and grab some water-play lube from the shelf? Cause they've got lube in every damn room of their apartment now.]
Fuck you! I'm not getting in ice water! Why didn't you turn it to warm first?!
[Though he's by Denki's side immediately and dragging his legs out of the water, cupping his hands over his boyfriend's feet to rub and massage them to warm him back up.]
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...then there is yelling at him but pulling him out to rub his feet at the same time. He's so lucky to see this caring side, and it's just as much of a turn-on as their bickering. The electric blonde sneaks a kiss in as a thank you, running his fingers through wet spiky hair. All the shenanigans has taken his mind fully off of other things, all desire and affection in Denki's scrambled head.
He can deal with meetings and plans later. Right now he wants to take a seat on the finest throne in the world. ]
The controls are the opposite of the shower, that's why I always fuck them up! [ He whines, wiggling one of his feet a bit. ] It should be better now.
[ The acute horniness may have been a little blown out of him, but Denki hasn't come yet and it's slightly uncomfortable - even if his erection flagged at the cold water. ]
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Katsuki growls at him for the kiss and gets back to working on warming up his boyfriend's legs. They're not freezing or anything; he's mostly buying time for the water to warm up before Denki sticks them back in and freezes his damn feet again. Fingers run through his hair while he works, a relaxing sensation. Cause hell no is Katsuki gonna take a seat in cold ass water! He glances up at the side of the tub and flicks his eyes to the shower when Denki gripes about the control locations.]
Cause the builders fucked up the bath. It's supposed to face the other way. [The bath got put in backwards. But since this is a corner apartment, Katsuki was willing to accept it. He grunts at the update, then leans in and runs his tongue along his boyfriend's dick. Yeah, he noticed that flagging mast and hell if he's gonna let his boyfriend deal with a bad case of blue balls.]
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Denki gives an agreeing hum about the building mistakes, but they have good rent and the corner apartment they wanted. They're doing well for themselves and save for their future home... that will definitely only have luke-warm to hot, not goddamn Todoroki ice in the pipes.
The electric blonde is about to say something else, but Katsuki's tongue takes his soul away. Holy crap that was a lot more sensitive than he thought, a weird kind of edging even after he's going soft. The hand in that ash-blonde hair tightens and there's an honest-to-god whimper. ]
O-oh, babe!
[ Maybe they should look into edging... although Denki is too impatient and Katsuki is explosive. ]
Fuck, I... gimmie your fingers. I won't fall.
[ Tub-edge fingering might be a little precarious but horniness has returned. ]
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Ice in the pipes damages pipes anyways; you don't want that. Katsuki was particular about their apartment when they agreed to move in together, wanting something between their homes and still close to the city for their heroics. The place they settled on checked a lot of boxes and came with some nice bonuses too. They can handle a turned-around tub.
Katsuki lowers his hands and Denki's feet as he settles between his boyfriend's knees. Kneeling below him, he continues massaging his soles, palms cupping the sides as he traces his tongue up and own the underside of the other man's cock. Get him back to hardness pretty quickly if he can. Not that he doesn't think getting a dick up his ass would pop Denki's mast straight up.]
Hm... [No, edging pisses him off. He's not even good past two-fingered-prep unless they decided to finger an orgasm out first, then fuck. He glances up, eyes somewhat obscured by his bangs when Denki asks for his hands. Could... He licks a few more times ago before tilting his head to face his boyfriend.] Want me to get you off before you get in? That what you're asking, babe?
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Denki doesn't mind the tub either, he just wishes he could remember that the knobs were switched... but no. Every time.
The sweet attention to his feet and those rough palms traveling over his skin feels like it leaves heat in their wake that stirs Denki's arousal like a slow boil, a strange mix between his need to come and the need to keep this going. He's easily growing harder under that tongue, breath hitching a bit as his boyfriend stops to speak to him. ]
Haaahh... [ Yeah, no, They're both to impatient for that stuff. There would be lightning and explosions. ] I wanna come, Katsuki. Please make me come.
[ Get him off with that mouth, those hands... anything. Otherwise he won't last at all when riding him. ]
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One day, Katsuki's gonna have the knobs embossed with the proper labels. That way Denki can read them with his eyes and his fingers. Different color embossing as well to make it even easier at a glance.
That's all the answer he needed. Katsuki slides his tongue around Denki's head, licking at the oozing slit and playing with the soft flare of his crown. Before starting to draw a line down his shaft. He drags the glass-smooth underside of his tongue over Denki's urethral track, teasing the swollen "vein" from his head to his balls. Bastard's skin is so damn soft...
With his feet warmed up again, Katsuki trades massaging his soles and the tops to wrapping his hands around Denki's ankles. Thumbs roll against the supple bones, fingers compressing the backs to squeeze his Achilles' tendons. Distracting him with a bit of attention before the explosive blonde abruptly sucks both his boyfriend's balls into his mouth.
Fuck, what a mouthful.]
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One day, they will have their own house with proper knobs. A bigger bathroom, better heating, all that jazz. For now, though, maybe some color coding wouldn't be so bad. It would certainly shorten the amounts of squeaks from the bathroom.
Right now, the knobs could be disco balls for all Denki cares, because his mind is only filled with his boyfriend and the way he plays with his dick. That slick tongue, wandering all over it, finding his weak spots and making his breath shudder - it's perfect.
The way those hands wander only add to it, strong fingers going for his ankles like Katsuki wants to turn him to mush one little piece at the time. It shouldn't be arousing, getting your Achilles tendons squeezed - but it is.
Then his balls are sucked into that hot mouth and Denki's fingers tighten in that spiky hair, a whimper escaping him from the sensation of wet heat on his sac. ]
K-Katsuki, fuck!
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Katsuki's definitely aiming for their own house one day. Ironically he wants something similar to his parents' house, a nice-sized place in a good neighborhood with walls around the lot and strong, stylish construction. With all the bathroom improvements as well. Possibly with some added reinforcements so the house can deal with explosions and electrocutions. They're still young.
Of course it's perfect; Katsuki's memorize this boy's dick from tip to base, knowing where to tongue, suck, lick, nip, prod, bat, and everything else to get him reacting. He loves feeling Denki shudder under his actions, or hearing his voice hitch in pleasure as he gets a really sensitive area all of a sudden. Trying to keep it unpredictable.
Maybe he is trying to turn Denki into mush. Then again, Katsuki likes the other boy's legs. And his arms. And his waist. And every fucking place on him as he squeezes his hands around the blonde's ankles again before guiding them over his shoulders to rest. Mostly so his hands can start wandering up his shins and calves in an escalating massage / fondle.
While his mouth is busy with a pair of orbs and their silky sac. Sucking them into his mouth, Katsuki's gentle with the inhale and tongue play. He slides one between his teeth and cheek, the other left in his mouth to be rolled around and pushed with the slick muscle inside. Heh, whimpering already... Katsuki groans as Denki tightens his fingers in his hair and cusses above him. That's worth it.]
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Explosions and electrocutions, they're gonna need a damn bunker. There must be quirks and inventions for that sort of stuff, though, so it's likely that they can get things done right. Extra strong walls, extra powerful breaker box, grounded everything. It will be great.
'Unpredictable' is Katsuki's whole damn thing, and Denki's body knows it. It reflexively tenses as those hands wander and the tongue plays with his dick, every little part of him heated and sensitive under the attention. Especially his balls, enveloped in that wet heat and rolled with a slick tongue. A soft graze of teeth and he's whimpering even more, legs twitching as Denki's cock leaks like a small waterfall. ]
Fffuck... Katsuki, god, you're...
[ He can't even make a whole sentence - and then suddenly he's tipping towards the edge, balls tightening and drawing up inside his boyfriend's mouth. ]
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Or they better just learn to restrain themselves. Fuck outside if they're feeling extra sparky between them. Katsuki still wants a strong house just on the safe side, and for protection. Two Pro heroes living together is like asking for a target on their roof once people find out their address. He doesn't put villains attacking their house outside the possible.
Damn right it is! Katsuki feels the first dribble of wet landing on the bridge of his nose and glances up. Light catches inside the leaking pearls of syrupy pre sliding down Denki's dick and he deliberately sucks firmly on the ball in his mouth proper, cheek tightening semi-lightly on the one trapped between cheek and teeth. Just wanting to hear Denki whimper more, eyes locked onto the quivering thighs and arching calves with each drag.]
Hmmm? [His hum rumbles through the twin orbs in his mouth and Katsuki immediately tenses up when he feels Denki go from teetering to falling. Fuck-! But dammit, he's staying where he is, sucking his balls through the entire process. Probably gonna get cum all over his hair and face...]
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Villains attacking hero homes wasn't too common, but the risk was always there. Someone seeing Dynamight boom-boom his way there, or Denki wearing his hero gear while fiddling with the locks was always dangerous. They should at least have a good panic room with exits, and other kinds of smart designs so they can get quickly out of the house and into the battlefield.
Denki definitely didn't mean to come so quick and without warning, but the way Katsuki sucked on his nuts like they were the sweetest chocolates in the whole world? Mindblowing. Especially after he little interruption, and despite the cold water.
He's very much coating that pretty face in his cum, some dripping into the ash-blonde hair that looms like it's already spiking up again from the shower. ]
Katsuki, fuck... fuck.
[ Damn his man is still sucking, drawing his orgasm out until it's stating to overstimulate the electric blonde. His balls have never been so messy. ]
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Hey, he knows a ton of villains would've loved to attack All Might in the privacy of his own home, if they'd know who they were looking for when he wasn't in his muscled form. Dynamight usually doesn't boom-boom his way to their house unless there's an emergency. He opts to travel to the agency (or a branch of it) and change before taking the bus or train to their area.
Panic room is a good idea. Probably keep a change of costume and gear in their home for emergency use. Or to tinker with.
Ugh, he normally doesn't mind Denki blowing his load too early, since that just gets a grin and smug comment as Katsuki takes pride in undoing his boyfriend's natural restraints. But sometimes, it can get real fucking messy. Like now. Even if it was really damn hot to see him come from getting his damn nuts sucked on. Mental note: focus on Denki's balls more in the future.
Katsuki opens his mouth after a few more afterglow sucks, letting the electric hero's balls slide out of his mouth with a wet "blah" breathy noise, and flop back against his perineum with a soft splat. Yeah, he can feel his boyfriend's come dripping down his face, some if it sitting in his hair too... Tsk, gonna have to wash that crap out. It's a pretty debased look for Katsuki. But it's hot.
Especially since he got to overstimulate his man with the post-orgasm sucking.]
Made a fucking mess, Spark Plug...
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Probably one of the main reasons agencies exist. So heroes can go home incognito. Maybe they wear a hat or something too, since both of their hair is pretty noticeable. Especially Denki's dang lightning bolt.
Costumes in their home, huh? This horny idiot could think about a lot of fun things with that.
...but right now he can't quite think of anything, hands holding those strong shoulders tightly to keep himself steady. He's trembling from the overstimulation, breathing unsteady and balls feeling almost squeezed out from that load.
His load. Shit.
Opening his eyes, the electric blonde gives his messy, debauched boyfriend a look and tries to not chuckle. ]
Oh man, babe... I'm sorry...
[ There's no wash cloth close enough, so instead he wipes away some of the mess with his fingers, and then brings them to his lips to suck them clean. ]
Mmm. You look really hot, though.
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Hoodie or hat with shades for Katsuki. Hands in his pockets as normal and carrying on home with that "don't fuck with me" aura no one wants to mess with unless they're stupid. Too bad that dang lightning bolt is sexy.
They already fuck in their costumes sometimes! They don't have to continue the tradition at home! Even if Katsuki wouldn't mind messing with his gear in the comfort of his home.
Red eyes take a slow wander down his boyfriend's body, starting at his flushed and panting face to the labored rise and fall of his chest to the heaving clench of his abs to the spread-open wings of his thighs and cabling tension of forearms to brace his hands on his shoulders. Of course he's got a damn good view of his dick, ass, and balls...
Tsk, he can tell Denki's trying not to laugh at him.]
Piss off. [Worth it. Katsuki keeps his eye shut as the other blonde wipes at some of the lines with his fingers. Though that doesn't stop a heated flush on his face thanks to Denki being a lewd bastard and sucking his fingers into his mouth.] You did that on purpose...
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Mmm, sexy badass aura. Why is his man so hot?? Denki is physically unable to have that aura unless it's thunderstorm time and he's pumped to hell with energy. Kind of impossible to be incognito then, though.
(...if he comes home and there's nitro-ish fluid on the wall and grenadier bracer pieces all over, Katsuki's so gonna be on the couch.)
Denki's breath is still a little unsteady, and he keeps his free hand on Katsuki's shoulder as he licks his fingers like it's the best thing he's ever tasted. Fuck, he loves those shoulders. Powerful and thick to withstand all that blasting power, and those arms. It's kind of a power trip to see such a man on his knees before him, pretty face all messed up.
Oh, a flush, too? A little color on those cheeks? Yeah, Denki feels pretty good right now. His head doesn't even hurt, even after that orgasm. ]
Mm, maybe I did. [ He didn't. ] Guess you gotta wash your face again... or I could lick it all off.
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