[ 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.
[He'll be 'mean' all he has to in order to keep his electric idiot going. Eat well, exercise, train hard, mission right, fuck hot, travel safe, good habits, all that shit that goes on in their lives. Denki wants to bitch about to to Eijirou, fine, but it's not gonna stop. You'd think it'd fucking tyranny going on here.
Katsuki's seen his man in a thunderstorm and it's Denki's damn fault a flash of lightning and roll of thunder have a good chance of giving him a fucking hard on. Can't say a lot of couples fuck during bad weather, but they have. And it's amazing. Even when the lights go out.
Excuse you? As if he'd do something like that! (Now how about you don't look in the garage whenever they end up getting a house later down the line.) Unless, of course, it's on the couch for another reason...
Tch, that's not fucking fair. Every single flick of that tongue goes right to his brain. How it curls around his nail's edge, the lazy dip at his cuticle, the long glazing lick across the pad of his fingers, and a damn insinuating slip between two fingers that's all deft and flexible and fucking horny. How the hell's this guy so damn hot up there? Toned and slender, yet oozing that sensual top energy like a damn king on the throne.
Shut up. He's not flushing. It's the heat of the shower they just got out of. And the bath beside them is hot. Simple as that. Katsuki's still not reaching up to rub at his face yet, almost like he's daring Denki to do exactly what he said.]
Stop waggling your damn tongue and start using it... [He's gonna have to wash it off again anyways.]
[ Nah, it's love. Tough love, but unconditional. Denki knows that, but he's also a whiny baby sometimes.
They'll need a good lightning rod (not his dick) on their house later on. Maybe not over the garage if Katsuki is going to play with his hands in there. Lightning bolt and nitro-ish canisters sounds explosive, and I'm sure they've used that in signature moves.
Denki is really enjoying his seat on the bathtub edge, feeling very much like a king with his personal leg rest. He can't contort enough to actually lick that face, though, so he's moving his legs off of those shoulders that he finds so fucking hot. The electric blonde instead keeps his toned calves and now warm feet steady on the floor next to Katsuki, leaning in to really 'loom' over his boyfriend for once. He runs his thumb over his plush lip to catch any stray drops - despite how utterly thorough he had been with the cum on his fingers. ]
Oh, yeah?
[ Those honey eyes is fixed on that gorgeous face, drawing a little smirk as his boyfriend challenges him. The first lick goes over Katsuki's brow, cleaning up the spend there, and then down to the curve of the handsome jaw and scarred cheek. Denki presses am extra kiss there as well, and then drags his tongue to the other side of his boyfriend's brow.
He can't really get the stuff in the ash blonde hair and be cool at he same time, but he hopes the explosive hero enjoys his rush of confidence. (Where was that when he was kidnapped?) ]
[He didn't agree to be together with Denki "until it was rough" or bail when it got uncomfortable. Explosive as he is, Katsuki is fiercely loyal and determined, refusing to let obstacles interfere with his path. And his path is beside Denki. Even if it is a damn whiner at times...
Yeah, he's already got some lightning rods picked out, though given they likely won't have a house for another few years, their options could expand and improve in the interim. Damn right they've used that in their signature moves. Anywhere from electrified droplets of sweat to Denki setting off chain explosions by bouncing bolts off sweat smears or small pods. And then there's the fun finisher where a nuke and a thunderbolt crash into one target... Atomic Raijin.
And here Katsuki was considering forcing his boyfriend into a back-flexing lean forward. Not really, though it's pretty hot feeling those long legs sliding off his shoulders as Denki plants them on the ground and leans over him. Red eyes lift towards that beautiful toned body looming above his face, one eye still half-shut from the lance of cum spattered across it. A thumb ghosts cross his lips and he's cursing himself for not being able to get up there and grab that thumb with his own teeth. Well, "not able" being by choice right now. He'll stay... for a bit more.]
Did I stutter?
[Riling Denki up is just as fun for Katsuki as it is in reverse. He traces his tongue tongue between his teeth, lips parting so the blonde can see the pink flesh gliding between the white rims, though deliberately keeping it from sliding much past his teeth to show he's not going anywhere near licking the cum off his own face. That's a certain someone else's job. At least until he does, and the blonde shuts his mouth with a small grunt/groan. Brows furrow instinctively at the lick. A forehead lick is different from a forehead kiss... but he's more receptive to the trailing tongue down his jaw and cheek.
Back up again. No, don't try licking his damn hair, thanks. That'd just be fucking awkward. Katsuki's still gonna force Denki to wash it out though; he's the one that spurted it up in there. Heh, as if the explosive hero ever doesn't like experiencing the confidence rush that he knows sleeps within his boyfriend. Someday Denki'll find out how to summon it without needing to be in a crisis or in the safety of his sexual moments.]
[ Sweaty pointers for explosions! They have a lot of fun together in battle.
Loyalty is a big thing in their relationship; standing by each others side even when things turn bad - in battle or in their lives. Injuries, scars, bad press, Denki's headaches after short-circuiting... it's part of the reason why the electric blonde now feels such guilt deep inside, like he's somehow betrayed Katsuki as well by making deals with a villain. Not just heroes in general.
He has to work on fixing this issue... but after he's finished reacquainted himself with all of his lover's body all over again. Five days of stress and fear is bleeding out of his body with every touch, dutifully licking up every little drop he has spilled on those handsome features and then ending it with a deep kiss. Mingling their tastes. ]
Come on, Kacchan. Let's get in the bath.
[ He can be a heathen and wash his boyfriend off in the bath, despite the traditional faux pas of being dirty in the tub. ]
If you still want to be a throne we better take it easy or you'll be an electric chair again.
[Still has to deal with the "whey" mode on occasions, though the far-more common headaches instead were a "welcome" development. Katsuki doesn't hold the deal against Denki. Hawks himself made deals with the villains, and that was on orders from the heroes. It could very well be that the electric blonde's deal with this person would not only root out a very-real issue, but also give the heroes insight into a villain group. Put an end to it before they could really fuck up.
But that's stuff they can do later. When they're not getting ready to sink down into a hot tub and continue messing each other the fuck up. Katsuki makes another disgruntled noise at the tongue passing over his face. Especially when Denki goes over his eyelid. Annoying. But he gets a good soaking kiss in turn and lets bygones be bygones. Kissing him back while enjoying the lewd melange on his tongue.]
Move. [Hmph. He'll be cleaning the tub out later then. Drain it, scrub it, rinse it, refill it. Katsuki pushes himself off his knees, rubbing at them a few times as he gets to his feet. Much easier to kneel on the ground when you have kneepads. A throne or an electric chair... Katsuki smirks at the other man as he steps into the tub.] Gonna make this a hard choice, Dunce Face?
[ He's always gonna be happy to have bad headaches afterwards rather than being a liability on the battle field. Fucking up his brain's electric impulses like a seizure wasn't the best look on a hero, but with a growing tolerance came a growing understanding of how much he could push. Plus very few villains need a whole 10 million volts in their face.
Denki isn't really seeing it that way, and even less so if this all turns out to be some kind of sick joke from Kyuketsuki. The HPSC was better these days, but who knows how happy they would be.
Still. Naked horny boyfriend.
The electric blonde moves so that Katsuki can get up, and then waits for the other man to get into the tub. He grabs a washcloth, some soap and the water-resistant lube before joining, sighing contentedly as he feels the heat envelop his lower legs. Just the right temperature after fighting the ice chill earlier.
Blow job kneepads. Sounds like they should take their costumes home. ]
Hey, you're the one that will get zapped if I come too hard in water, babe. Gotta ride you slow.
[ Leaning in, Denki steals another kiss before wetting the wash cloth and cleaning off his boyfriend's face like a doting mother. ]
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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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Katsuki's seen his man in a thunderstorm and it's Denki's damn fault a flash of lightning and roll of thunder have a good chance of giving him a fucking hard on. Can't say a lot of couples fuck during bad weather, but they have. And it's amazing. Even when the lights go out.
Excuse you? As if he'd do something like that! (Now how about you don't look in the garage whenever they end up getting a house later down the line.) Unless, of course, it's on the couch for another reason...
Tch, that's not fucking fair. Every single flick of that tongue goes right to his brain. How it curls around his nail's edge, the lazy dip at his cuticle, the long glazing lick across the pad of his fingers, and a damn insinuating slip between two fingers that's all deft and flexible and fucking horny. How the hell's this guy so damn hot up there? Toned and slender, yet oozing that sensual top energy like a damn king on the throne.
Shut up. He's not flushing. It's the heat of the shower they just got out of. And the bath beside them is hot. Simple as that. Katsuki's still not reaching up to rub at his face yet, almost like he's daring Denki to do exactly what he said.]
Stop waggling your damn tongue and start using it... [He's gonna have to wash it off again anyways.]
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They'll need a good lightning rod (not his dick) on their house later on. Maybe not over the garage if Katsuki is going to play with his hands in there. Lightning bolt and nitro-ish canisters sounds explosive, and I'm sure they've used that in signature moves.
Denki is really enjoying his seat on the bathtub edge, feeling very much like a king with his personal leg rest. He can't contort enough to actually lick that face, though, so he's moving his legs off of those shoulders that he finds so fucking hot. The electric blonde instead keeps his toned calves and now warm feet steady on the floor next to Katsuki, leaning in to really 'loom' over his boyfriend for once. He runs his thumb over his plush lip to catch any stray drops - despite how utterly thorough he had been with the cum on his fingers. ]
Oh, yeah?
[ Those honey eyes is fixed on that gorgeous face, drawing a little smirk as his boyfriend challenges him. The first lick goes over Katsuki's brow, cleaning up the spend there, and then down to the curve of the handsome jaw and scarred cheek. Denki presses am extra kiss there as well, and then drags his tongue to the other side of his boyfriend's brow.
He can't really get the stuff in the ash blonde hair and be cool at he same time, but he hopes the explosive hero enjoys his rush of confidence. (Where was that when he was kidnapped?) ]
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Yeah, he's already got some lightning rods picked out, though given they likely won't have a house for another few years, their options could expand and improve in the interim. Damn right they've used that in their signature moves. Anywhere from electrified droplets of sweat to Denki setting off chain explosions by bouncing bolts off sweat smears or small pods. And then there's the fun finisher where a nuke and a thunderbolt crash into one target... Atomic Raijin.
And here Katsuki was considering forcing his boyfriend into a back-flexing lean forward. Not really, though it's pretty hot feeling those long legs sliding off his shoulders as Denki plants them on the ground and leans over him. Red eyes lift towards that beautiful toned body looming above his face, one eye still half-shut from the lance of cum spattered across it. A thumb ghosts cross his lips and he's cursing himself for not being able to get up there and grab that thumb with his own teeth. Well, "not able" being by choice right now. He'll stay... for a bit more.]
Did I stutter?
[Riling Denki up is just as fun for Katsuki as it is in reverse. He traces his tongue tongue between his teeth, lips parting so the blonde can see the pink flesh gliding between the white rims, though deliberately keeping it from sliding much past his teeth to show he's not going anywhere near licking the cum off his own face. That's a certain someone else's job. At least until he does, and the blonde shuts his mouth with a small grunt/groan. Brows furrow instinctively at the lick. A forehead lick is different from a forehead kiss... but he's more receptive to the trailing tongue down his jaw and cheek.
Back up again. No, don't try licking his damn hair, thanks. That'd just be fucking awkward. Katsuki's still gonna force Denki to wash it out though; he's the one that spurted it up in there. Heh, as if the explosive hero ever doesn't like experiencing the confidence rush that he knows sleeps within his boyfriend. Someday Denki'll find out how to summon it without needing to be in a crisis or in the safety of his sexual moments.]
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Loyalty is a big thing in their relationship; standing by each others side even when things turn bad - in battle or in their lives. Injuries, scars, bad press, Denki's headaches after short-circuiting... it's part of the reason why the electric blonde now feels such guilt deep inside, like he's somehow betrayed Katsuki as well by making deals with a villain. Not just heroes in general.
He has to work on fixing this issue... but after he's finished reacquainted himself with all of his lover's body all over again. Five days of stress and fear is bleeding out of his body with every touch, dutifully licking up every little drop he has spilled on those handsome features and then ending it with a deep kiss. Mingling their tastes. ]
Come on, Kacchan. Let's get in the bath.
[ He can be a heathen and wash his boyfriend off in the bath, despite the traditional faux pas of being dirty in the tub. ]
If you still want to be a throne we better take it easy or you'll be an electric chair again.
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But that's stuff they can do later. When they're not getting ready to sink down into a hot tub and continue messing each other the fuck up. Katsuki makes another disgruntled noise at the tongue passing over his face. Especially when Denki goes over his eyelid. Annoying. But he gets a good soaking kiss in turn and lets bygones be bygones. Kissing him back while enjoying the lewd melange on his tongue.]
Move. [Hmph. He'll be cleaning the tub out later then. Drain it, scrub it, rinse it, refill it. Katsuki pushes himself off his knees, rubbing at them a few times as he gets to his feet. Much easier to kneel on the ground when you have kneepads. A throne or an electric chair... Katsuki smirks at the other man as he steps into the tub.] Gonna make this a hard choice, Dunce Face?
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Denki isn't really seeing it that way, and even less so if this all turns out to be some kind of sick joke from Kyuketsuki. The HPSC was better these days, but who knows how happy they would be.
Still. Naked horny boyfriend.
The electric blonde moves so that Katsuki can get up, and then waits for the other man to get into the tub. He grabs a washcloth, some soap and the water-resistant lube before joining, sighing contentedly as he feels the heat envelop his lower legs. Just the right temperature after fighting the ice chill earlier.
Blow job kneepads. Sounds like they should take their costumes home. ]
Hey, you're the one that will get zapped if I come too hard in water, babe. Gotta ride you slow.
[ Leaning in, Denki steals another kiss before wetting the wash cloth and cleaning off his boyfriend's face like a doting mother. ]
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