[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. ]
[Seeing his man overcoming the liability of his Quirk and pushing his limitations and power at the same time was an incredible feat to witness. Katsuki has a few times in his past he was left in awe at his boyfriend's sheer power and talents, though afterwards realized that's likely why his Quirk came with such drawbacks. Unlimited, his man's a fucking monster.
In the good way. For him. Not so much for villains.
They can worry about kidnapping and villains ratting on villains another time. Right now, Denki's head is still healing, or at least resting, and they're probably making an unknowing Recovery Girl mad by being very much "not resting" in their choice of reunion activities... Deal with it, bitch.
Katsuki sinks down in the tub, wondering whether the better position is the opposite way around. If the object of the game is to keep Denki's head from moving too much, bouncing up and down is the opposite of that... Yeah if you want him to blow you wearing those kneepads, you'd better keep your boots on, babe, cause those things are designed to be fatal headshot enablers. Not that going down in his knees and unzipping his boyfriend is a bad thing...]
You sure you wanna be the one riding? [And taps his head in indication of Denki's recovery.] We don't usually keep it slow. [He can promise all he wants, but Denki's ass is a great means for making promises vanish. Katsuki leans into the kiss, groaning soft into it before exhaling as it breaks and he gets gentle wipes on his face with a hot, damp cloth. Feels better already.]
[ Powerhouse monsters, both of them. Denki does not deny that seeing Dynamight firing off clusters and huge explosions makes his heart do the same loops as his flying boyfriend. There's a reason after-battle makeouts are a thing.
Denki's breath hitches just a bit as he sits down on his boyfriend in the hot water, making himself comfortable in that lap. Smiling, he leans in and wraps his arms around Katsuki's shoulders, briefly touching their foreheads together.
His head is probably fully healed by now after the grandma kiss, and bouncing a bit couldn't be that bad, could it? At least he hopes so, because he is getting that dick. They just have to be gentle.
...although 'gentle' isn't really a 'them' thing. ]
Yeah. I wanna feel you inside me.
[ Denki says near an ear, and then nips it slightly. He sits up a bit again so that he can get a bunch of the silicone lube on his fingers and then into his ass. Five days without sex is making it a bit difficult, though, as he's tight as hell on his own fingers. At least he could play with toys when Katsuki was away on missions. ]
[Katsuki presses his back against the tub, shifts his hips to fit his ass best against the curve, and basically makes himself comfortable with his legs bent a bit in front of him and butterflied on the bottom of the tub so Denki's got the best room for getting situated. Also might take a bit longer doing all that so he can feel his boyfriend sliding and rubbing at him while they adjust for each other. It settles once Denki embraces him and Katsuki leans in for that affectionate, stupid little head bonk.
Not bonk. No. A rest. With very little pressure if any. It's true his skull is healed, but his brain got knocked around some and that's what Katsuki's mainly concerned about. Look, as long as Denki moves his hips more than his head, he can have the dick. But the boom boom bitch is gonna focus on keeping his boyfriend healthy. Even if it means dick later.
Yeah, cause "gentle" isn't their thing that often.]
Then keep your head still and use your hips instead.
[That's the name of the game. Katsuki shudders thanks to that bite on his ear, fingers digging into Denki's back and one ass cheek. Then leans back as his boyfriend tilts away from him. He watches him work the lube on his fingers and slip below the water. Katsuki should be the one doing that, but instead settles for palming Denki's cheeks and spreading them while his boyfriend fingers himself. That'll at least keep him from getting surprised and jerking around.]
[ Hot water and a hot boyfriend. What a perfect mix - Denki feels relaxed and easy, still pliant from his previous orgasm and chest blooming with affection and lust at the same time. He wants, but not just for pleasure.
Katsuki is a comfortable seat like this, making it possible for his boyfriend to grind down just a bit to get the explosive blonde going as well. They can worry about his head and let Denki have dick at the same time. Technically he should probably be resting, but he's subconsciously putting off sleeping. There's a little seed inside that tells him it's not going to be great. He wants as much of Katsuki as he can before that. ]
Yessir.
[ Denki teases, amused voice turning into a gasp at the grab at his ass. Sure, his man usually did it, but sometimes you just wanna be a tease. One finger does fairly quickly become two, though, but it burns up through his spine as he pushes it in. Damn. He's going to be a damn vice around Katsuki. ]
Damn, I can't...
[ He slows down a bit, removing the second finger to start over more thoroughly. He's stupid horny, and the position isn't the easiest, either. To relax, Denki leans in to meet those lips again, kissing away his own tension. ]
[By the end of the night, Katsuki wants his boyfriend to be nothing less than a pile of glowing warm relaxation, dreamless and zonked for a good many hours of rest. He'll dutifully leave the alarms off too. And if one method of doing that is fucking the ever living daylights out of him (carefully) then that's just bonus for him.
A low groan drags from his lips when Denki grinds on him like that, hips rocking beneath the other blonde's and cock rubbing up against his boyfriend's dick. The flex of his thighs pressing to his own adds to the way Denki's knees slot just so against his hips as they slide past. Or his feet, depending on whether he's kneeling over Katsuki or literally sitting on him in that forward-facing sexy crouch position with his legs spread and a fucking hot as hell view in front of the spiky-haired blonde.]
Good boy. [Katsuki squeezes at his ass again, massaging the globes of muscle a few times before sliding one hand up to play with the cleft of his cheeks. Bastard's gonna be a tease, huh. He's not even inside Denki and the other man's reactions are projecting just how damn tight he is. Fuck he wants his fingers in there... or his dick.]
Oy... [Katsuki leans in, pressing to the kiss with a few languid and warm motions. That admission flickers some worry, whether Denki might be hurt or whether it's really just the time spent away and nerves. He knows the position isn't helping either.] C'mon... stand up. I'll do it for you.
[ It will probably be the easiest way to put the other blonde to sleep, honestly. Denki knows it's stupid since he's already slept in the hospital, but it worries him that this is all a dream or some kind of hallucination... that he wasn't let go 'so easily'. Rationally he knows that's not true, but the mind is weird.
He'll sleep like a baby when his brain is all happy with endorphins and oxytocin.
Denki is very much sitting crouched on Katsuki, which is very intimate but adding to the awkward angle for his fingers. He slides his tongue over the seam of that mouth, begging entrance and making it an utterly filthy, hungry kiss once the pretty lips part. Once upon a time it was sloppy but eager, but now the electric blonde knows just how to move his mouth to take his boyfriend's breath away.
His lean abs tighten and those nice hips roll each time he grinds against Katsuki, thighs already eager to work on riding him. For now, though, Denki pulls his hand away, letting the other man take over the fingering. He sits up on his knees, moving up a bit higher from the crotch seat and more over the stomach so his boyfriend can reach. ]
Put them in, babe. Wanna feel you.
[ He places his hands first on those strong shoulders to support himself, but changes his mind and grabs a handful of pecs instead. He can flick his thumb over a nipple this way, which is always nice. If he can't open himself up, he's going to be a tease in other ways. ]
[It's not stupid. That kind of crap can drain someone's energy well beyond a day. Katsuki won't admit to this (without prodding) but after he escaped from the League of Shitheads, he slept for an entire day. The mental, emotional, and physical exhaustion of the entire ordeal refused to be ignored even by his stubborn self. And he won't let Denki have the mental energy to think of anything beyond immediately now and blackness till waking up. No doubts. No dreams.
That's damn hot. The way he's crouched atop him like that gives Katsuki an amazing view of Denki's body through the clear water. Warped by the ripples as it may be. He curls his tongue behind his lips and opens his mouth after a second, inviting his man into the cavern and immediately kissing back in that messy connection. Saliva, tongue, teeth, moans, sure. Make it filthy. You're still sloppy, Denki. Just now you do it on purpose. And it's hot.
Katsuki pushes his hips up gently, meeting the rolling hips grinding against him. From the flexing thighs on either side of his ribs to the way Denki's dick rubs at his own, that position is amazing for some sensual grinding. But there's something else to deal with now as the blonde slips his hand away, fingers out, and moves onto his knees instead, hovering over Katsuki's stomach while the blonde reaches around again to grope his cheeks.]
In a sec. [Katsuki pushes his shoulders up into Denki's hands, flexing and rolling so he can get a nice good feel of the muscle and strength. Then arches his chest, nipples perking under the thumbs and pectorals hardening beneath those greedy hands palming at him. Feels good, the way he's teasing like this.] I'm gonna go underwater for a bit. Gonna be okay up where without me for a minute?
[ Denki has the best boyfriend. The nice kind of sore took all his problems away, so they were on a good path to needing to be carried into the bedroom to sleep.
...and maybe he does do it a little sloppy on purpose. If you try to suck on a tongue and eagerly explore a mouth, nip at plush lips and drown in each other's breath all at once, it tends to be messy. Hot, but messy.
He chokes down another groan as they rub together again. While the electric blonde's dick not as quick to get up again as it did when they were teens, it has filled out to mostly hard and getting there with each little roll their bodies. Dragging it along those abs to sit further up definitely gets him going, too... his boyfriend is fucking hot, okay? ]
Ah... [ That ass grab is so good and Denki's about to wiggle it to entice those fingers - but it looks like Katsuki has another idea. ] Huh?
[ He may and may not be spellbound (hornybound?) by those pecs and the way his boyfriend's nipples stiffen and muscle flex under his fingers, but 'go underwater' makes Denki's honey eyes widen in both confusion and excitement. ]
I'll hold the fort up here!
[ Katsuki gets a grinning mock salute, but at least he wasn't called 'captain'. Small mercies with a doofus of a man. ]
[As long as he can make sure his boyfriend sleeps without interruptions, he'll consider his job well done. Might not sleep as easily, however. Katsuki fully expects to be sitting up for a while after Denki falls asleep, watching over his slumber. The nights he had to spend alone in bed, worrying and angry... Not something he wants to repeat.
Sometimes sloppy on purpose is pretty damn hot. Especially when they're in the bath and can wash it away easily. But hell if Denki can't kiss him into a bit of a drooling mess when they make out on the couch or bed or wherever.
Katsuki deliberately tightens his stomach muscles, letting Denki have a washboard of hills and valleys to rub his dick against. Feels good, his head pressing along the central dip of his abs and his shaft running over the individual mounds. Underwater, so he can't glaze them up with precum like he usually does. But the rutting and sliding feels amazing regardless.
Heh. Figured he'd jerk the damn rug out from under him with that. Katsuki gives Denki's legs a brief squeeze before catching his man by the wrists and encouraging him to lift his hands to the tub rim.] Hold tight. [A cheeky smirk tosses at his face before the explosive blonde slides down after a big breath. Legs tent at the knees and he arches his stomach as he slides down under Denki, making sure his boyfriend's dick and balls can drag across his abs, his pecs, his neck, even a flick of the tongue and mouth en passe. Before Katsuki ends up flat on his back in the tub, legs basically shoved up behind Denki, and his mouth right where he wants.
Doesn't even wait, just leans up, presses his mouth between his boyfriend's toned cheeks, and promptly pushes his tongue into his finger-worked hole. He can hold his breath for about five minutes, so get ready for an underwater rimjob and tongue fuck, babe.]
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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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In the good way. For him. Not so much for villains.
They can worry about kidnapping and villains ratting on villains another time. Right now, Denki's head is still healing, or at least resting, and they're probably making an unknowing Recovery Girl mad by being very much "not resting" in their choice of reunion activities... Deal with it, bitch.
Katsuki sinks down in the tub, wondering whether the better position is the opposite way around. If the object of the game is to keep Denki's head from moving too much, bouncing up and down is the opposite of that... Yeah if you want him to blow you wearing those kneepads, you'd better keep your boots on, babe, cause those things are designed to be fatal headshot enablers. Not that going down in his knees and unzipping his boyfriend is a bad thing...]
You sure you wanna be the one riding? [And taps his head in indication of Denki's recovery.] We don't usually keep it slow. [He can promise all he wants, but Denki's ass is a great means for making promises vanish. Katsuki leans into the kiss, groaning soft into it before exhaling as it breaks and he gets gentle wipes on his face with a hot, damp cloth. Feels better already.]
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Denki's breath hitches just a bit as he sits down on his boyfriend in the hot water, making himself comfortable in that lap. Smiling, he leans in and wraps his arms around Katsuki's shoulders, briefly touching their foreheads together.
His head is probably fully healed by now after the grandma kiss, and bouncing a bit couldn't be that bad, could it? At least he hopes so, because he is getting that dick. They just have to be gentle.
...although 'gentle' isn't really a 'them' thing. ]
Yeah. I wanna feel you inside me.
[ Denki says near an ear, and then nips it slightly. He sits up a bit again so that he can get a bunch of the silicone lube on his fingers and then into his ass. Five days without sex is making it a bit difficult, though, as he's tight as hell on his own fingers. At least he could play with toys when Katsuki was away on missions. ]
Ah... fuck.
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Not bonk. No. A rest. With very little pressure if any. It's true his skull is healed, but his brain got knocked around some and that's what Katsuki's mainly concerned about. Look, as long as Denki moves his hips more than his head, he can have the dick. But the boom boom bitch is gonna focus on keeping his boyfriend healthy. Even if it means dick later.
Yeah, cause "gentle" isn't their thing that often.]
Then keep your head still and use your hips instead.
[That's the name of the game. Katsuki shudders thanks to that bite on his ear, fingers digging into Denki's back and one ass cheek. Then leans back as his boyfriend tilts away from him. He watches him work the lube on his fingers and slip below the water. Katsuki should be the one doing that, but instead settles for palming Denki's cheeks and spreading them while his boyfriend fingers himself. That'll at least keep him from getting surprised and jerking around.]
Feels good, huh. Only two, babe.
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Katsuki is a comfortable seat like this, making it possible for his boyfriend to grind down just a bit to get the explosive blonde going as well. They can worry about his head and let Denki have dick at the same time. Technically he should probably be resting, but he's subconsciously putting off sleeping. There's a little seed inside that tells him it's not going to be great. He wants as much of Katsuki as he can before that. ]
Yessir.
[ Denki teases, amused voice turning into a gasp at the grab at his ass. Sure, his man usually did it, but sometimes you just wanna be a tease. One finger does fairly quickly become two, though, but it burns up through his spine as he pushes it in. Damn. He's going to be a damn vice around Katsuki. ]
Damn, I can't...
[ He slows down a bit, removing the second finger to start over more thoroughly. He's stupid horny, and the position isn't the easiest, either. To relax, Denki leans in to meet those lips again, kissing away his own tension. ]
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A low groan drags from his lips when Denki grinds on him like that, hips rocking beneath the other blonde's and cock rubbing up against his boyfriend's dick. The flex of his thighs pressing to his own adds to the way Denki's knees slot just so against his hips as they slide past. Or his feet, depending on whether he's kneeling over Katsuki or literally sitting on him in that forward-facing sexy crouch position with his legs spread and a fucking hot as hell view in front of the spiky-haired blonde.]
Good boy. [Katsuki squeezes at his ass again, massaging the globes of muscle a few times before sliding one hand up to play with the cleft of his cheeks. Bastard's gonna be a tease, huh. He's not even inside Denki and the other man's reactions are projecting just how damn tight he is. Fuck he wants his fingers in there... or his dick.]
Oy... [Katsuki leans in, pressing to the kiss with a few languid and warm motions. That admission flickers some worry, whether Denki might be hurt or whether it's really just the time spent away and nerves. He knows the position isn't helping either.] C'mon... stand up. I'll do it for you.
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He'll sleep like a baby when his brain is all happy with endorphins and oxytocin.
Denki is very much sitting crouched on Katsuki, which is very intimate but adding to the awkward angle for his fingers. He slides his tongue over the seam of that mouth, begging entrance and making it an utterly filthy, hungry kiss once the pretty lips part. Once upon a time it was sloppy but eager, but now the electric blonde knows just how to move his mouth to take his boyfriend's breath away.
His lean abs tighten and those nice hips roll each time he grinds against Katsuki, thighs already eager to work on riding him. For now, though, Denki pulls his hand away, letting the other man take over the fingering. He sits up on his knees, moving up a bit higher from the crotch seat and more over the stomach so his boyfriend can reach. ]
Put them in, babe. Wanna feel you.
[ He places his hands first on those strong shoulders to support himself, but changes his mind and grabs a handful of pecs instead. He can flick his thumb over a nipple this way, which is always nice. If he can't open himself up, he's going to be a tease in other ways. ]
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Sore ass. Sore hips. Sore dick. Sore balls. Sore jaw. Sore throat. Yeah. Definitely.
That's damn hot. The way he's crouched atop him like that gives Katsuki an amazing view of Denki's body through the clear water. Warped by the ripples as it may be. He curls his tongue behind his lips and opens his mouth after a second, inviting his man into the cavern and immediately kissing back in that messy connection. Saliva, tongue, teeth, moans, sure. Make it filthy. You're still sloppy, Denki. Just now you do it on purpose. And it's hot.
Katsuki pushes his hips up gently, meeting the rolling hips grinding against him. From the flexing thighs on either side of his ribs to the way Denki's dick rubs at his own, that position is amazing for some sensual grinding. But there's something else to deal with now as the blonde slips his hand away, fingers out, and moves onto his knees instead, hovering over Katsuki's stomach while the blonde reaches around again to grope his cheeks.]
In a sec. [Katsuki pushes his shoulders up into Denki's hands, flexing and rolling so he can get a nice good feel of the muscle and strength. Then arches his chest, nipples perking under the thumbs and pectorals hardening beneath those greedy hands palming at him. Feels good, the way he's teasing like this.] I'm gonna go underwater for a bit. Gonna be okay up where without me for a minute?
[Taunting, but just checking.]
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...and maybe he does do it a little sloppy on purpose. If you try to suck on a tongue and eagerly explore a mouth, nip at plush lips and drown in each other's breath all at once, it tends to be messy. Hot, but messy.
He chokes down another groan as they rub together again. While the electric blonde's dick not as quick to get up again as it did when they were teens, it has filled out to mostly hard and getting there with each little roll their bodies. Dragging it along those abs to sit further up definitely gets him going, too... his boyfriend is fucking hot, okay? ]
Ah... [ That ass grab is so good and Denki's about to wiggle it to entice those fingers - but it looks like Katsuki has another idea. ] Huh?
[ He may and may not be spellbound (hornybound?) by those pecs and the way his boyfriend's nipples stiffen and muscle flex under his fingers, but 'go underwater' makes Denki's honey eyes widen in both confusion and excitement. ]
I'll hold the fort up here!
[ Katsuki gets a grinning mock salute, but at least he wasn't called 'captain'. Small mercies with a doofus of a man. ]
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Sometimes sloppy on purpose is pretty damn hot. Especially when they're in the bath and can wash it away easily. But hell if Denki can't kiss him into a bit of a drooling mess when they make out on the couch or bed or wherever.
Katsuki deliberately tightens his stomach muscles, letting Denki have a washboard of hills and valleys to rub his dick against. Feels good, his head pressing along the central dip of his abs and his shaft running over the individual mounds. Underwater, so he can't glaze them up with precum like he usually does. But the rutting and sliding feels amazing regardless.
Heh. Figured he'd jerk the damn rug out from under him with that. Katsuki gives Denki's legs a brief squeeze before catching his man by the wrists and encouraging him to lift his hands to the tub rim.] Hold tight. [A cheeky smirk tosses at his face before the explosive blonde slides down after a big breath. Legs tent at the knees and he arches his stomach as he slides down under Denki, making sure his boyfriend's dick and balls can drag across his abs, his pecs, his neck, even a flick of the tongue and mouth en passe. Before Katsuki ends up flat on his back in the tub, legs basically shoved up behind Denki, and his mouth right where he wants.
Doesn't even wait, just leans up, presses his mouth between his boyfriend's toned cheeks, and promptly pushes his tongue into his finger-worked hole. He can hold his breath for about five minutes, so get ready for an underwater rimjob and tongue fuck, babe.]
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