[ 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.]
[ Denki has three sleep modes - cute snoozy blanket ball, clingy Kacchan-koala, and spread-eagle drooler. Katsuki can enjoy soft Pikachu and know here's there. Safe.
What can you say, Denki is a very eager kisser. Give him in inch of smooch and he'll take the whole mile. He had to be trained out of too much eager PDA.
The electric blonde is still very confused about what Katsuki is doing, but his trust in his boyfriend is completely bullet proof. Honey eyes watch with a slight tilt of his brow as the other man sinks under water, and he keeps his hands steady on the bathtub edge. ]
Kacchan, what the...?
[ Oh. Oh. Katsuki sinks down under his legs, teasing him as he goes, but it's the stop at his ass and then the mouth coming to devour his hole that fully clues Denki in. ]
F-fuck, that's hot!
[ It feels good and is an amazing feat at the same time, striking his 'fuck my man is so strong' button while giving him physical pleasure at the same time.
He's gonna have to hold on to the bathtub really well. ]
[He's predicting it's going to be either the ball or the koala tonight... One of them'll be easier to watch over Denki's sleep. Katsuki tends to slumber in a picturesque rest, resting on his side with one arm tucked in the ironically peaceful kind people wouldn't expect from him... and then the explosive zonk, where he's splayed out on the bed and kicked the blankets off on the floor. Usually depends on the temperature of the room when he sleeps.
Denki can get away with PDA depending on where he does it. Katsuki'll put up with a quick kiss in more places than he'll accept a heated make out. The latter's almost purely private, even if that means stolen in an alley or on a rooftop after mission.
Should be clear what he's doing the moment Denki's dick starts to slide across the sunken blonde's chest. Rubbing between his pecs for a moment before his balls drag across the hard muscle, and then further up along his face and mouth, before being left to occasionally brush against a bed of water-logged ashen blonde spikes. Tickling his shaft and balls.
Heh. He can't say anything, obviously, but he hears Denki's voice go from confusion to surprise and pleasure. Fingers remain locked around the other blonde's hip and thigh, holding onto his kneeling boyfriend as he tongues up into him. The clenching pucker is a really nice sensation squeezing around his tongue, while the rest of his ass is a hell of a collection, from flutters to ripples to hills. He noticeably doesn't go for Denki's dick. Doesn't want him to break too soon.]
[ Ball is most likely, stress makes him curl up. It's a good thing they have individual blankets or Katsuki would end up with the tiniest flap left on Denkiball days. As for Katsuki's sleep poses... they're all cute, and he's learned to just hook an ankle together when it's too hot. Little bit of touch without being added to the thrown blankets.
This is a big amount of touch, though, and it feels so damn good. Denki loves his boyfriend's tongue on a normal day, but wow. He never expected anything like this, arms straining and trembling a little at each push of the tongue deep in him, and how it opens him up a little for the hot water as well.
The little moans and noises are probably a little distorted to Katsuki, but damn if the electric blonde isn't loud when he's feeling good. He does his best to not chase the feeling even more, knowing that his boyfriend is pointedly not going for his dick. Probably going to make him beg for it, the beautiful bastard. ]
Ahn... fuck. Yes, babe, deeper.
[ Little breathy words escape him like a waterfall, and Denki's head tips forward, shoulders shaking from the tight grip on the bathtub. His bangs fall like a curtain over his face, wet and messy while hiding his flushed cheeks. If he wasn't told on to the tub edge for his own safety, he'd be grabbing a fistful of spikes by now. ]
Love that, fuck. Love you.
[ Nothing like love affirmations while being tonguefucked by a human submarine. ]
[Don't get on him when it's hot, dammit. Katsuki'll kick a blanket off just as much as he'll shrug off an arm drape or leg toss if it's too uncomfortable. Of course, after sex, there's a bit more of a grace period, or if he's feeling amiable, Denki can hook on him even if it's hot. Colder months make for more accepted closeness during sleep, sometimes Denki being the big spoon and sometimes Katsuki being the one pulling his boyfriend into his chest for comfort.
But yeah, right now he wants to touch as much of Denki as he can in this position. Tongue fucking his ass while his hands continue to rove over his ankles and thighs. Sides and hips. Wherever else he can get around to under the water. Stretching Denki open with his tongue, flicking and twisting it around inside him to feel those internal muscles squeezing all over.
He both feels and hears those muffled moans, vibrating through Denki's body into his hands and tongue. Despite Katsuki bitching about the noise during sex (or plenty of other times) he doesn't truly mind it. Would've found a silent fuck session to be annoying. But at least he can make out the words garbled through the water above him.
Deeper? Deeper he can do. There's a brief shift and he has to regulate his trapped air, a few bubbles escaping from his lips and rolling around Denki's balls and running over his stomach upward. Then opens his mouth wider and teeth set just lightly against the electric blonde's ass. Katsuki's getting his mouth as close as possible to his boyfriend's skin... before shoving his tongue inside all over again. The slick muscle twists and curls inside him, wriggling around in the clenching space.
Fuck, he sounds good like that. Those heated, tender things... Katsuki drags his tongue back, then forces it inside again, fucking his boyfriend over and over from the tip to as far in as he can. Over and over, flattening and twisting, trying to get him into a writhing mess all over again. Fingers tighten on either side of Denki's thighs, squeezing a few times before finally patting him, encouraging his boyfriend to lift up because Katsuki's gonna be coming out the way he came in pretty quickly. He's not an eternal submarine, unfortunately.]
[ Cold months are great for cuddling, a good tradeoff for being shit for Dynamight's quirk in Denki's opinion. Katsuki gets to be the small spoon with a clingy backpack boyfriend, but the face-to-face rest is one of the faves. He can hear Katsuki's heart beat and use one soft pec as his pillow.
His own heart is thudding hard at each sweep of that tongue, to the point where he wonders if it's as loud as his moans. Denki couldn't be quiet during sex if he tried, and that's just a fact. He's a chatterbox outside of sex already, and even makes little sounds to himself when alone. Just put some fingers or a dick in there and he'll shush... a bit.
His thighs start to turn as unsteady as his arms each time Katsuki's tongue pushes in to fuck him. Denki mewls as his lover changes his hold a bit to get in even deeper, bubbles tickling over his balls and reminding him how Katsuki enjoys surprising him in the wildest of ways. He's not the slightest bit worried about the other blonde, he knows just how damn good his boyfriend is.
Lips, tongue, hands - moving over his skin, up his thighs and feeling the bumps of a few old scars, more at his lower back, down at his ass where his left cheek has a freckle on it - good, strong hands. Maybe Denki is a little obsessed with them, especially since they make him feel so good. That tongue as well, driving into him like Katsuki just couldn't get enough, fucking him open and making him say both dirty and sweet things in the same sentence.
All of it is breaking Denki down to a panting, pleading mess, and when he feels the tap he sits up so that the submarine can reach the surface again. If he wasn't so sex-dazed and horny he might be doing sound effects, but thankfully he keeps that to himself and instead goes in for a kiss as soon as the other blonde appears underneath him again. ]
Babe. God, you... baby. Your tongue is so good.
[ As if to underline his point, he opens his mouth a bit to join said tongue with his own. ]
[Kind of figures that Katsuki didn't like the cold and hated the rain, both because they fucked around with his Quirk and impeded his perfectionism. Removed that control he felt was so important in his life. But the two weathers did have their benefits. A cuddly electric bug being one of them. When he's in the mood for it... which Denki can push for more or less easily.
Actually his heartbeat is louder than his moans, since Katsuki can kind of feel the thuds over the vibrations. He learned quickly that unless he literally plugged the other man's mouth, Denki wasn't going to be quiet during sex. Though it's more tolerable when he's panting, gasping, moaning, and occasionally cussing, instead of chattering away about something.
Those fingers weren't going to work Denki open easily, then he was going to use something else. More pliable and wetter, encouraging the electric blonde to loosen up and allow him in further, deeper, as plundering into his depths as he could. While his hands ran freely over Denki's lower body. Tracing all the areas Katsuki knows by heart now. From the long lines of his thighs to that little beauty mark on his left ass cheek to the way his balls hang (or float in this case) between his thighs to that sensitive crux of his right knee where he can lazily push a finger into and mess with his man.
But the need to breathe finally comes back and once Denki leans forward and lifts up (with Katsuki staying still so Denki can feel himself pulling off the explosive blonde's tongue) he uses his feet to push against the tub wall and carefully slide forward and out between Denki's left. Head brushing the opposite side of the tub so he can use his arms to push himself and curve upward. Feels good to stretch his legs after that four and a half-minute cramp, but not as good as sucking in some air when Katsuki emerges from the surface of the water. At least he's skilled enough he's not gasping like a drowning man. That'd be fucking embarrassing.
But Denki's gonna have to wait for a few seconds to get his kiss; Katsuki's not gonna suck his tongue down his damn lungs. Once he's good to go, however, he catches his boyfriend around the nape with his arm and draws him in for that delayed kiss.] Thought you'd like that. [Murmured around the twining muscles in their mouths.]
[ 'Submarine lover' is definitely something to try again, even if he's pretty sure he can't hold his breath as long as Katsuki and might panic and just shock the whole bath. It was sexy as hell when the other blonde did it!
Okay, Denki guesses Katsuki can get his breath back before he's smooched, because lung tongue sounds like a bad idea. As soon as he's had it, though, they're kissing. The electric blonde is still a bit unsteady, but grabbing hold of his boyfriend is a lot better than the bath tub's edge. He smooths his hand down over the stomach and up over that chest, fingers brushing over the scar there with extra affection. One day he's going to count all the scars on Katsuki and kiss each and every one. ]
You're amazing. [ He breathes back during their kiss, hungry for every meeting of their lips. Honestly, how many people give underwater rimjobs? Fuck, he's so horny for the other blonde, grabbing the lube again to slather some in his hand and then down over that perfect cock. Denki's eager to ride and his hole feels empty after that tongue disappeared.
Positioning himself over it and hurrying a bit so that the lube isn't all washed away, he eagerly starts to sit down and feed that dick into himself. It never gets old - how the head fights his rim for a bit before popping inside with such a satisfying jolt that it draws another filthy sound out of the electric hero. He knows every inch of his lover's cock - the way it feels sinking down on it, the sensation of smooth skin and the thickness, even down to the base once he's filled all way and rests on strong thighs.
Denki keeps his honey eyes right on those red the whole way, biting his lips at the stretch. That tongue had done one hell of a good job, but it can't go as deep as Katsuki's dick. It doesn't hurt, though. He just has to move to loosen himself up a little. ]
Fuuck. How do you always feel so good.
[ He jokingly 'asks', leaning his forehead to his boyfriend's for a moment to regain some strength. ]
I'm gonna ride you all nice and slow since I'm so very fragile and hurt... until you cry for me to go faster.
[Yeah no, he's not gonna have Denki accidentally electrocute him in the fucking bath. Katsuki'll be the submarine diver until the other man's able to make sure he won't zap him to death over an underwater rimjob. Love ya babe, but reality's a bitch.
Katsuki makes sure he's good and braced against the tub wall when Denki goes for that kiss. Lips part and tongue collide in a tangle of slick and heat as he tilts his head and deepens the kiss. Hands grab onto his shoulders, slide down his stomach, caress over the sculpture of his chest, and leave Katsuki arching into the touch, a low groan rumbling into the kiss between them as Denki traces over the scar emblazoned on the middle of his pectorals. So far he's got five big ones. Shoulder, chest, side of his stomach, the right side of his face, and his right arm. All of them thanks to that fucker.]
Felt that good, huh. [Katsuki grins into the kiss, one hand sliding down to grip at Denki's butt and squeeze a handful of pert cheek while he's down there. He sucks in his stomach as a lube-slathered hand dives below the surface of the water and grabs at his dick. Hips buck upward, thrusting into his hand a few times, and he's left wondering if he should let Denki go at him with just a finger and tongue's prep, or work him open more...
Until the electric blonde makes the decision for him. Katsuki pulls on his boyfriend's cheek, spreading him open lopsided as Denki positions himself over his cock. There's a brief pinch of pressure as the blonde's asshole pushes against the head of his dick, reminding Katsuki Denki's not completely stretched out as well as he'd like... but then there's that sudden body-jolting "pop" as his head shoves past the clenching pucker-]
Fuck!
[-which leaves him breathless as his head sinks into a welcoming, clenching heat. Like goddamn molten velvet in there as he sinks inch by inch inside his lover's ass. Denki doesn't even stop for a break, just slides himself down all the way from tip to balls in one slow, leisurely go. As if he isn't a fucking vice swallowing around his dick with fluttering muscles and squelching hills.
Katsuki stares right back into Denki's gold, a brief wince at the penetration heralding a hot blaze the more his man impales himself on his shaft. Lips fall open halfway, a shuddering breath tumbling over his teeth as he feels Denki stretch around him. Psh, no shit his tongue can't reach the depths his fingers and dick can. At least it doesn't look like the other hero's in pain, so Katsuki's not gonna rail on him.]
Cause you stay so fucking tight, Denki.
[Katsuki retorts with the same sass expected. He's careful about the forehead rest, making sure not to bump him, fingers kneading Denki's asscheek while the other strokes up and down his spine for support and comfort.]
Don't underestimate me, dumbass. I'm not gonna jostle your bruised brain.
[ Those kisses make his lips messy and wet, and he drags his tongue over them before kissing the edge of that scar on Katsuki's face as well. So many old wounds on his lover. Each one with their own story, and all of the big ones before they were even pro heroes. (Not that some of the newer ones weren't pretty deep, too.) Reckless, people would call Dynamight. Heroic, Denki thinks. Saving people and fighting villains even when he bleeds.
His own where kind of pathetic in comparison, only the forehead one briefly visible when he smooths his hair back. The rest were hidden under his clothes, mostly on the back. Not as fun to touch, but he's already had his insecurity wiped out about them in the past. ]
God, you're so big... [ He whines in return for the 'tight' comment, insides still straining a bit to accommodate the thickness. He needs a little moment and might regret not pacing himself later, but Katsuki is inside him. Right where they belong, bodies joined together - and Denki's pretty sure hearts as well, because that's how much his own feels sated. Corny but true.
Maybe it was also because he's been horny since he first saw Katsuki outside that casino and now this is helping make it all normal again. One blow/ball job isn't going to tame his spark. ]
Mmm... not underestimating you, babe. Promise.
[ Then he finally moves - just a little, a short, loose roll of his hips to slide that dick inside him and check how his body reacts. No pain, and he's finally welcoming it in rather than wanting to push it out. ]
Damn, my hole recognizes you. Even when I hurry it wants it deep.
[Reckless. That's a fucking stupid label applied to him. He's not reckless. He never barges in without a plan or foresight. But there are times you can't spend dawdling around on complex strategies. You have to go with what you know and rely on your instincts and determination alongside your intelligence and skill. That's not fucking reckless. Each time Denki kisses his scars or pays attention to them, it's a reminder of what he's lived through. Just like that scar on his boyfriend's brow. Small, but still a testament of his own heroism. And the others he's gathered as an adult. Katsuki had retorted in a rage when that one bastard plunged his boyfriend through a fucking car...
It didn't matter how few scars Denki had compared to Katsuki. Younger Katsuki would've said otherwise, but he learned and matured past that thought process. Touching his boyfriend's scars was never a contest or reluctance. It had the same reverence and acceptance as his man's touches had for his. Plus, nothing wrong about Denki's back... He had fun admiring everything thee.]
Flatterer. You're the one with the greedy ass sucking me in. [Katsuki grins at him as he deliberately tightens his stomach muscles and forces his cock to twitch and jerk inside that squeezing grip. Feeling Denki's innards trying to instinctively expel him at the same time as his deeper walls instinctively dragged him further. It's a hell of a stretch, but he knows the electric blonde loves it. So does he. This raw feeling of connection and bonding nothing else can bring.] Right where I belong.
[He doesn't think he'll ever tame Denki's spark. He doesn't want to. The breathy promise earns a soft laugh and Katsuki settles one hand on Denki's hips, the other moving to his shoulder so he can keep his man "controlled" as he rides. Rolling hips, holy fuck, that moves his dick inside the other man in one of the best ways. When the tension trying to shove him out finally relents and that entire tunnel of rippling muscle starts to welcome him again.] Bastard. Saying that kinda crap. I'm already as deep inside you as I can.
[ People who only see one violent and explosive side of Dynamight think he's reckless, but the hero always good instincts and is dangerously smart at using them. Denki can't always keep up with all the plans that go through that head, so he follows his own instincts and they align most of the time.
(Unless he goes through a car. That one sucked.)
Dynamight is a villain fighter that wins to save and Chargebolt is mainly support and saving civilians. There's reasons the scars are on his back, because he shields the innocent - at least that's how he sees it now, and it means they both have done some growing.
Just like that dick seems to do at every twitch when Katsuki clenches his abs like that, drawing a whine out of the electric blonde and another slow, lazy roll of his hips. God, he feels so good. He might be a little sore tomorrow, but fuck it. He's supposed to be home 'injured' anyway... ]
Mmm... yeah. Right where you belong. [ He echoes, smiling as he meets those gorgeous eyes again with his own. Just holding that gaze at each glide, keeping that cock deep with shallow movements. Denki's horny but also full of feelings, and he wants to take his time. Going too fast might make sparks, too, and that's the last they need in a bathtub.]
Sure are, babe. Fit so well, though. Like it's made for you.
[ Somehow he manages to be sappy and dirty at the same time. ]
I'm so glad to be home.
[ Here, in Katsuki's arms. The dick was a bonus, but he made a home right there in that scarred heart that was even more precious. ]
[Katsuki doesn't give a shit about people who only see one side of him (which can kind of be a problem that was pointed out at the Provisional License exam and one he still hasn't entirely put to rest) because he has more important things to do. There are other heroes who can get points with PR for being nice smiles and kind personalities. He'll be the explosive violent arrogant side that proves he's worth people's trust when he shows up that everything'll be fine. Why? Because Dynamight is here! And his results fucking prove his name!
When out on the field with Chargebolt, Dynamight tries to keep the electric hero's part of his plans simple. Given his Quirk and skills, he can play pivotal roles of support or offense very well. Something that's saved Katsuki's butt a few times. That damn Blackout villain was piece of fucking cake thanks to Denki. Honestly, one of his favorite things to see Denki do is set up some traps with those pointers of his. One day he's gonna get that Electroweb Super Move down and it's gonna be a damn light show for any villain caught in it.
Fuck, speaking of "caught in", he's completely consumed by that greedy ass. Each time Denki rolls his hips like that, it drags his dick within the hot, clenching vice. Such a different sensation than riding him up and down. So long as it's his ass that's sore and not his head or neck, Katsuki'll be fine with that.]
Right where you belong too. [Locking gaze with Denki, he reaches his hand from shoulder to the side of his neck, tough fingers following the curve of his trape before gliding along the column of the blonde's throat. He wants to buck his hips and fuck up into him, but keeps himself still to let Denki control the pace. Taking the time is safer for both of them right now. Yeah, please don't go all electric eel in the tub...]
Who knows. Might've been. [Katsuki smirks at the combo. Lewd and dorky at the same time. He squeezes his abs again and jerks his dick inside the other man, free hand kneading over one firm asscheek and sneaking a middle finger between his glutes to play over the electric hero's well-stretched hole.] Don't ever leave home for that long again... [On a mission being an exception.]
[ Dynamight is here! The feisty blonde is always making things right and fucking up the bad guy, so fuck PR. Chargebolt is already good PR for being with the other pro hero, so that and the winning streak is all that matters.
(That electroweb move will be epic.)
Plus this is the side of him only Denki can see, and it's one of the best ones. Hot, confident, sexy... but sweet at the same time. Katsuki might not be the lovey-dovey kind of guy, but the affection he did show was so much deeper, in the electric blonde's opinion. The way he moves his hand over Denki's eager body, stopping one at his throat like that and watching him with those vivid red eyes. Gorgeous. Claiming. Guarding.
Denki leans in to the touch, resting his Adam's apple in a thick-skinned palm. Trusting and teasing at the same time, not quite asking to be choked (right now) but loving the placement of the fingers. Katsuki was letting him take his time, and the other blonde is eagerly doing just that while answering the little comments with breathy little 'uh-huh's.
Slow. Steady. Just like the pulse under Katsuki's thumb. Just the slightest roll, the feel of that cock inside and how his boyfriend could make it twitch with a flex of those delicious abs. Noticing that second hand coming to play with his well-stretched hole makes Denki chuckle, adding that vibration under his lover's touch. It feels good, clever fingers sneaking over the strained rim and the cock that's splitting him open so good. ]
I won't. [ He promises, even if it's an impossible promise in their line of work. They could both be dead tomorrow ]. Never again.
[ Lifting a bit, Denki finally starts making his thighs work to truly ride his boyfriend, even if the pace is still slow and deep. Intimate. The water is disturbed by the new movement, making slight splashes of comfortable heat that drip over the lithe lines of his body. Tub sex was a rarity and he's savoring it. ]
[Sometimes the bad guy fucks him up... The same one that threw Chargebolt through the car door wasn't shy about plunging Dynamight through the windshield of another. Seriously, that guy was obsessed with hitting people with cars and hitting people into cars... The only good thing about getting injured in battle is he can tell PR to fucking shove it and no one gets on his case about it. Even if there was a wave of concern when Chargebolt was shown on TV all bloody and stuff. PR darling.
(Katsuki swears Denki's been on bulbapedia's "Thunder (type)" page and copied all the electric moves as inspiration.)
No one else but his boyfriend gets to see this side of him. Ignoring their high school fuck arounds. Knowing that Denki's expression right now is his and his alone makes it all the hotter as he moves atop him like that. Katsuki's not one to compromise himself for someone else (often) so Denki's acceptance of his less-than-romantic attitude usually prompts the occasional sweet and romantic surprise. It's not like he doesn't know how to caress and fondle his man's body.
Not like he doesn't know how to cook him dinner, light a candle, and present Denki with a single electric yellow rose on their Valentine's Day date, while the blonde's favorite music plays quiet in the background.
Also knows how to love him properly in the tub, caressing his hand up and down Denki's throat in a tender, guarded way. Thumb traces along his trachea, fingertips slide down the cables of his neck, and that dangerous palm glazes his lover's throat with his Quirk-secreted sweat. Enjoying the way Denki takes his time, and how it makes him react.
Katsuki pushes his thumb a little harder against his skin, feeling his boyfriend's pulsepoint throb against the pad. Feels good, such slow and controlled actions with his hips stirring the explosive blonde's cock inside his boyfriend's clenching tunnel. He likes feeling Denki's hole stretched around his base, opened wide and smooth with no traces of that initial pucker while it's swallowing around the girth of Katsuki's dick. To feel him straining like that and knowing he loves every second.]
Good. [An impossible promise, but simply hearing it makes him feel better. He knows their mortality. And yet, knowing you have a promise to someone you love to come back to them makes a hero (or a villain) that much harder to kill. Katsuki's breath catches audibly as Denki lifts over his hips, both from the slide of his hole along the length of his cock and the clench of his thighs on either side of his legs and ass. He loves feeling all the ways they're connected and touching, more and more reminders that Denki's here and his bed won't be empty and cold tonight.]
[ That guy must have had a car fetish or something. Poetic justice that he was defeated by having another car blasted over him and electrified. Chargebolt was bloodied and giggling at the same time, which at least eased the worry of his fanbase. They liked his ikemen looks and humor. PR darling indeed.
Hush, nobody knows that! (Everyone knows that.)
Denki's rise and fall is a twin pleasure - the perfect feel of his cock and the shift of that hand against his throat. He moans, his own hand gripping at a shoulder and the other resting at his boyfriend's groin, just below the navel to exactly what angle to use... and maybe tease that sensitive area a bit as well.
This was his man. The one he loved in part because of how Katsuki loved. Deeply and intensely in such a way that it was almost frightening. When they first started dating, it was pretty hard to understand just how Katsuki worked when it came to showing his affection, and they both made a lot of mistakes and had misunderstandings. Now... Denki knows every look, every change in tension in those shoulders, every fiery look in those eyes - and he feels so loved.
(White Day brings his boyfriend scorpion chilis, a marigold and a hike where he promises to not fall off a cliff again.)
Denki keeps up his slow pace, even if it's getting difficult to not start bouncing eagerly like he usually does. His little breathy sounds of pleasure are easily felt under the touch of those fingers, and he stubbornly keeps his eyes on his boyfriend even when the pleasure is making his body tremble. ]
Fuck, baby... [ The fingers playing around his hole is almost breaking his patience - which he didn't have a lot of to begin with. ] Feel so good... Can't get enough.
[ Can't get all he wants quickly in this self-imposed game of gentle sex, like a spoiled child. At the same time the water splashes more loudly around them with every movement, proving that he's not quite as 'careful' as before. The sound reminds him that he once, in a random no brain-to-mouth filter, asked if this was how it sounded when mermaids fucked. Then he laughed so much that he almost drowned, because he's an idiot.
Electricity dangers isn't the only reason bath sex is a rare treat. ]
[Katsuki's never one to give Denki a single source of pleasure, unless he's deliberately doing so to drive the other blonde nuts. Right now, he wants to feel as many places as possible their connection, reminding himself that his boyfriend is here. Each moan and pant of pleasure seconds that notion, an undercurrent of relief through his passion.
Fingers glide along the curve of his neck, feeling over Denki's adam's apple and the ripple of ribbed trachea. He likes the sensation when it dips each time his boyfriend swallows, or the way his neck cables with each shudder of tension and throaty gasp. Made even better by that other hand wandering to his hips to try an predict the next angle of his dick.
In a way, it'd been frightening when they began dating. Katsuki wasn't someone who liked people knowing more about him than he wanted them to know. Weakness was one thing, but being able to understand his emotions without him displaying them (blatantly) was an aspect of trust he had to learn to give to Denki. Mistakes, misunderstandings, but over time, he began to relax more and more, allowing the other man to learn how to read and know him through smaller tells and intimacies.
(Okay, first time he say "scorpion chili" Katsuki gave him such a look... but the resulting hike and taste when he finally had it were enough to earn a requested repeat later.)
Katsuki slowly drags his hand down Denki's neck, tracing along the lines of his throat before gliding across the curve of his trape. Final destination: that warm shoulder he can cup his hand around and massage while making sure Denki doesn't start bouncing more than he should. Katsuki's lips quirk in a heated grin again when he tightens his abs and twitches his cock inside his boyfriend's ass. Likes it when Denki trembles like that.] You'll have enough by the time you crash tonight.
[That's the plan at least. Finger tracing around his hole, feeling the muscle pulled smooth about his cock, Katsuki braces his feet against the tub wall across from him and slowly pushes up, filling Denki with his dick just that much further. Mermaid fucking ended up with a discussion on where the hell mermen have holes. Front or back. Because depending on where depended on what kind of sex happened. Even if splashing was obviously a part of it. In the shallows... Why the fuck was he discussing that?! Oh right. Dating a dork.]
[ They finally decided that mermen must have their holes in the front, like most mammals and fish do. Missionary in the shallows. Good job dating the dork. Thankfully all it needs is a smack on the ass and 'back to business' for the sex to start again, unless the mood is too gone.
Being given so many points of pleasure is part of what makes their sexlife so good. Being played with from all sides, hands eager to wander and curious to find new weak spots. Denki's definitely enjoying the touch to the wide-stretched rim and the thrill of knowing that Katsuki can feel how he's moving inside, too. Every rise and fall, every little eager bounce that he has to reign in immediately afterwards to keep the slow pace. The electric blonde is loud as always, but the moans and gasps are softer in tone - accompanied almost in tandem with the splash of the water.
They were an unexpected couple, but to Denki it was perfect. It had taken some work, but in the end they had this. Warm beds, warm hearts and everything in-between.
He wonders if there's some specific kink when it comes to your lover's hands, because damn if that touch isn't wonderful. Each gasps and sound that leaves him makes him feel those fingers press against his windpipe, skirting over his Adam's apple and eventually down over his muscle and resting a his shoulder. Keeping him 'safe' from his own rapidly-disintegrating patience.
...it's especially hard when he sees that grin and the dangerous, wonderful promise. The first thrust up with the impressive move of those legs and ass, the electric blonde is wrapping his arms around his boyfriend and bringing him in for a deep, needy kiss. ]
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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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What can you say, Denki is a very eager kisser. Give him in inch of smooch and he'll take the whole mile. He had to be trained out of too much eager PDA.
The electric blonde is still very confused about what Katsuki is doing, but his trust in his boyfriend is completely bullet proof. Honey eyes watch with a slight tilt of his brow as the other man sinks under water, and he keeps his hands steady on the bathtub edge. ]
Kacchan, what the...?
[ Oh. Oh. Katsuki sinks down under his legs, teasing him as he goes, but it's the stop at his ass and then the mouth coming to devour his hole that fully clues Denki in. ]
F-fuck, that's hot!
[ It feels good and is an amazing feat at the same time, striking his 'fuck my man is so strong' button while giving him physical pleasure at the same time.
He's gonna have to hold on to the bathtub really well. ]
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Denki can get away with PDA depending on where he does it. Katsuki'll put up with a quick kiss in more places than he'll accept a heated make out. The latter's almost purely private, even if that means stolen in an alley or on a rooftop after mission.
Should be clear what he's doing the moment Denki's dick starts to slide across the sunken blonde's chest. Rubbing between his pecs for a moment before his balls drag across the hard muscle, and then further up along his face and mouth, before being left to occasionally brush against a bed of water-logged ashen blonde spikes. Tickling his shaft and balls.
Heh. He can't say anything, obviously, but he hears Denki's voice go from confusion to surprise and pleasure. Fingers remain locked around the other blonde's hip and thigh, holding onto his kneeling boyfriend as he tongues up into him. The clenching pucker is a really nice sensation squeezing around his tongue, while the rest of his ass is a hell of a collection, from flutters to ripples to hills. He noticeably doesn't go for Denki's dick. Doesn't want him to break too soon.]
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This is a big amount of touch, though, and it feels so damn good. Denki loves his boyfriend's tongue on a normal day, but wow. He never expected anything like this, arms straining and trembling a little at each push of the tongue deep in him, and how it opens him up a little for the hot water as well.
The little moans and noises are probably a little distorted to Katsuki, but damn if the electric blonde isn't loud when he's feeling good. He does his best to not chase the feeling even more, knowing that his boyfriend is pointedly not going for his dick. Probably going to make him beg for it, the beautiful bastard. ]
Ahn... fuck. Yes, babe, deeper.
[ Little breathy words escape him like a waterfall, and Denki's head tips forward, shoulders shaking from the tight grip on the bathtub. His bangs fall like a curtain over his face, wet and messy while hiding his flushed cheeks. If he wasn't told on to the tub edge for his own safety, he'd be grabbing a fistful of spikes by now. ]
Love that, fuck. Love you.
[ Nothing like love affirmations while being tonguefucked by a human submarine. ]
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But yeah, right now he wants to touch as much of Denki as he can in this position. Tongue fucking his ass while his hands continue to rove over his ankles and thighs. Sides and hips. Wherever else he can get around to under the water. Stretching Denki open with his tongue, flicking and twisting it around inside him to feel those internal muscles squeezing all over.
He both feels and hears those muffled moans, vibrating through Denki's body into his hands and tongue. Despite Katsuki bitching about the noise during sex (or plenty of other times) he doesn't truly mind it. Would've found a silent fuck session to be annoying. But at least he can make out the words garbled through the water above him.
Deeper? Deeper he can do. There's a brief shift and he has to regulate his trapped air, a few bubbles escaping from his lips and rolling around Denki's balls and running over his stomach upward. Then opens his mouth wider and teeth set just lightly against the electric blonde's ass. Katsuki's getting his mouth as close as possible to his boyfriend's skin... before shoving his tongue inside all over again. The slick muscle twists and curls inside him, wriggling around in the clenching space.
Fuck, he sounds good like that. Those heated, tender things... Katsuki drags his tongue back, then forces it inside again, fucking his boyfriend over and over from the tip to as far in as he can. Over and over, flattening and twisting, trying to get him into a writhing mess all over again. Fingers tighten on either side of Denki's thighs, squeezing a few times before finally patting him, encouraging his boyfriend to lift up because Katsuki's gonna be coming out the way he came in pretty quickly. He's not an eternal submarine, unfortunately.]
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His own heart is thudding hard at each sweep of that tongue, to the point where he wonders if it's as loud as his moans. Denki couldn't be quiet during sex if he tried, and that's just a fact. He's a chatterbox outside of sex already, and even makes little sounds to himself when alone. Just put some fingers or a dick in there and he'll shush... a bit.
His thighs start to turn as unsteady as his arms each time Katsuki's tongue pushes in to fuck him. Denki mewls as his lover changes his hold a bit to get in even deeper, bubbles tickling over his balls and reminding him how Katsuki enjoys surprising him in the wildest of ways. He's not the slightest bit worried about the other blonde, he knows just how damn good his boyfriend is.
Lips, tongue, hands - moving over his skin, up his thighs and feeling the bumps of a few old scars, more at his lower back, down at his ass where his left cheek has a freckle on it - good, strong hands. Maybe Denki is a little obsessed with them, especially since they make him feel so good. That tongue as well, driving into him like Katsuki just couldn't get enough, fucking him open and making him say both dirty and sweet things in the same sentence.
All of it is breaking Denki down to a panting, pleading mess, and when he feels the tap he sits up so that the submarine can reach the surface again. If he wasn't so sex-dazed and horny he might be doing sound effects, but thankfully he keeps that to himself and instead goes in for a kiss as soon as the other blonde appears underneath him again. ]
Babe. God, you... baby. Your tongue is so good.
[ As if to underline his point, he opens his mouth a bit to join said tongue with his own. ]
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Actually his heartbeat is louder than his moans, since Katsuki can kind of feel the thuds over the vibrations. He learned quickly that unless he literally plugged the other man's mouth, Denki wasn't going to be quiet during sex. Though it's more tolerable when he's panting, gasping, moaning, and occasionally cussing, instead of chattering away about something.
Those fingers weren't going to work Denki open easily, then he was going to use something else. More pliable and wetter, encouraging the electric blonde to loosen up and allow him in further, deeper, as plundering into his depths as he could. While his hands ran freely over Denki's lower body. Tracing all the areas Katsuki knows by heart now. From the long lines of his thighs to that little beauty mark on his left ass cheek to the way his balls hang (or float in this case) between his thighs to that sensitive crux of his right knee where he can lazily push a finger into and mess with his man.
But the need to breathe finally comes back and once Denki leans forward and lifts up (with Katsuki staying still so Denki can feel himself pulling off the explosive blonde's tongue) he uses his feet to push against the tub wall and carefully slide forward and out between Denki's left. Head brushing the opposite side of the tub so he can use his arms to push himself and curve upward. Feels good to stretch his legs after that four and a half-minute cramp, but not as good as sucking in some air when Katsuki emerges from the surface of the water. At least he's skilled enough he's not gasping like a drowning man. That'd be fucking embarrassing.
But Denki's gonna have to wait for a few seconds to get his kiss; Katsuki's not gonna suck his tongue down his damn lungs. Once he's good to go, however, he catches his boyfriend around the nape with his arm and draws him in for that delayed kiss.] Thought you'd like that. [Murmured around the twining muscles in their mouths.]
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Okay, Denki guesses Katsuki can get his breath back before he's smooched, because lung tongue sounds like a bad idea. As soon as he's had it, though, they're kissing. The electric blonde is still a bit unsteady, but grabbing hold of his boyfriend is a lot better than the bath tub's edge. He smooths his hand down over the stomach and up over that chest, fingers brushing over the scar there with extra affection. One day he's going to count all the scars on Katsuki and kiss each and every one. ]
You're amazing. [ He breathes back during their kiss, hungry for every meeting of their lips. Honestly, how many people give underwater rimjobs? Fuck, he's so horny for the other blonde, grabbing the lube again to slather some in his hand and then down over that perfect cock. Denki's eager to ride and his hole feels empty after that tongue disappeared.
Positioning himself over it and hurrying a bit so that the lube isn't all washed away, he eagerly starts to sit down and feed that dick into himself. It never gets old - how the head fights his rim for a bit before popping inside with such a satisfying jolt that it draws another filthy sound out of the electric hero. He knows every inch of his lover's cock - the way it feels sinking down on it, the sensation of smooth skin and the thickness, even down to the base once he's filled all way and rests on strong thighs.
Denki keeps his honey eyes right on those red the whole way, biting his lips at the stretch. That tongue had done one hell of a good job, but it can't go as deep as Katsuki's dick. It doesn't hurt, though. He just has to move to loosen himself up a little. ]
Fuuck. How do you always feel so good.
[ He jokingly 'asks', leaning his forehead to his boyfriend's for a moment to regain some strength. ]
I'm gonna ride you all nice and slow since I'm so very fragile and hurt... until you cry for me to go faster.
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Katsuki makes sure he's good and braced against the tub wall when Denki goes for that kiss. Lips part and tongue collide in a tangle of slick and heat as he tilts his head and deepens the kiss. Hands grab onto his shoulders, slide down his stomach, caress over the sculpture of his chest, and leave Katsuki arching into the touch, a low groan rumbling into the kiss between them as Denki traces over the scar emblazoned on the middle of his pectorals. So far he's got five big ones. Shoulder, chest, side of his stomach, the right side of his face, and his right arm. All of them thanks to that fucker.]
Felt that good, huh. [Katsuki grins into the kiss, one hand sliding down to grip at Denki's butt and squeeze a handful of pert cheek while he's down there. He sucks in his stomach as a lube-slathered hand dives below the surface of the water and grabs at his dick. Hips buck upward, thrusting into his hand a few times, and he's left wondering if he should let Denki go at him with just a finger and tongue's prep, or work him open more...
Until the electric blonde makes the decision for him. Katsuki pulls on his boyfriend's cheek, spreading him open lopsided as Denki positions himself over his cock. There's a brief pinch of pressure as the blonde's asshole pushes against the head of his dick, reminding Katsuki Denki's not completely stretched out as well as he'd like... but then there's that sudden body-jolting "pop" as his head shoves past the clenching pucker-]
Fuck!
[-which leaves him breathless as his head sinks into a welcoming, clenching heat. Like goddamn molten velvet in there as he sinks inch by inch inside his lover's ass. Denki doesn't even stop for a break, just slides himself down all the way from tip to balls in one slow, leisurely go. As if he isn't a fucking vice swallowing around his dick with fluttering muscles and squelching hills.
Katsuki stares right back into Denki's gold, a brief wince at the penetration heralding a hot blaze the more his man impales himself on his shaft. Lips fall open halfway, a shuddering breath tumbling over his teeth as he feels Denki stretch around him. Psh, no shit his tongue can't reach the depths his fingers and dick can. At least it doesn't look like the other hero's in pain, so Katsuki's not gonna rail on him.]
Cause you stay so fucking tight, Denki.
[Katsuki retorts with the same sass expected. He's careful about the forehead rest, making sure not to bump him, fingers kneading Denki's asscheek while the other strokes up and down his spine for support and comfort.]
Don't underestimate me, dumbass. I'm not gonna jostle your bruised brain.
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His own where kind of pathetic in comparison, only the forehead one briefly visible when he smooths his hair back. The rest were hidden under his clothes, mostly on the back. Not as fun to touch, but he's already had his insecurity wiped out about them in the past. ]
God, you're so big... [ He whines in return for the 'tight' comment, insides still straining a bit to accommodate the thickness. He needs a little moment and might regret not pacing himself later, but Katsuki is inside him. Right where they belong, bodies joined together - and Denki's pretty sure hearts as well, because that's how much his own feels sated. Corny but true.
Maybe it was also because he's been horny since he first saw Katsuki outside that casino and now this is helping make it all normal again. One blow/ball job isn't going to tame his spark. ]
Mmm... not underestimating you, babe. Promise.
[ Then he finally moves - just a little, a short, loose roll of his hips to slide that dick inside him and check how his body reacts. No pain, and he's finally welcoming it in rather than wanting to push it out. ]
Damn, my hole recognizes you. Even when I hurry it wants it deep.
[ Dumbass™ ]
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It didn't matter how few scars Denki had compared to Katsuki. Younger Katsuki would've said otherwise, but he learned and matured past that thought process. Touching his boyfriend's scars was never a contest or reluctance. It had the same reverence and acceptance as his man's touches had for his. Plus, nothing wrong about Denki's back... He had fun admiring everything thee.]
Flatterer. You're the one with the greedy ass sucking me in. [Katsuki grins at him as he deliberately tightens his stomach muscles and forces his cock to twitch and jerk inside that squeezing grip. Feeling Denki's innards trying to instinctively expel him at the same time as his deeper walls instinctively dragged him further. It's a hell of a stretch, but he knows the electric blonde loves it. So does he. This raw feeling of connection and bonding nothing else can bring.] Right where I belong.
[He doesn't think he'll ever tame Denki's spark. He doesn't want to. The breathy promise earns a soft laugh and Katsuki settles one hand on Denki's hips, the other moving to his shoulder so he can keep his man "controlled" as he rides. Rolling hips, holy fuck, that moves his dick inside the other man in one of the best ways. When the tension trying to shove him out finally relents and that entire tunnel of rippling muscle starts to welcome him again.] Bastard. Saying that kinda crap. I'm already as deep inside you as I can.
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(Unless he goes through a car. That one sucked.)
Dynamight is a villain fighter that wins to save and Chargebolt is mainly support and saving civilians. There's reasons the scars are on his back, because he shields the innocent - at least that's how he sees it now, and it means they both have done some growing.
Just like that dick seems to do at every twitch when Katsuki clenches his abs like that, drawing a whine out of the electric blonde and another slow, lazy roll of his hips. God, he feels so good. He might be a little sore tomorrow, but fuck it. He's supposed to be home 'injured' anyway... ]
Mmm... yeah. Right where you belong. [ He echoes, smiling as he meets those gorgeous eyes again with his own. Just holding that gaze at each glide, keeping that cock deep with shallow movements. Denki's horny but also full of feelings, and he wants to take his time. Going too fast might make sparks, too, and that's the last they need in a bathtub.]
Sure are, babe. Fit so well, though. Like it's made for you.
[ Somehow he manages to be sappy and dirty at the same time. ]
I'm so glad to be home.
[ Here, in Katsuki's arms. The dick was a bonus, but he made a home right there in that scarred heart that was even more precious. ]
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When out on the field with Chargebolt, Dynamight tries to keep the electric hero's part of his plans simple. Given his Quirk and skills, he can play pivotal roles of support or offense very well. Something that's saved Katsuki's butt a few times. That damn Blackout villain was piece of fucking cake thanks to Denki. Honestly, one of his favorite things to see Denki do is set up some traps with those pointers of his. One day he's gonna get that Electroweb Super Move down and it's gonna be a damn light show for any villain caught in it.
Fuck, speaking of "caught in", he's completely consumed by that greedy ass. Each time Denki rolls his hips like that, it drags his dick within the hot, clenching vice. Such a different sensation than riding him up and down. So long as it's his ass that's sore and not his head or neck, Katsuki'll be fine with that.]
Right where you belong too. [Locking gaze with Denki, he reaches his hand from shoulder to the side of his neck, tough fingers following the curve of his trape before gliding along the column of the blonde's throat. He wants to buck his hips and fuck up into him, but keeps himself still to let Denki control the pace. Taking the time is safer for both of them right now. Yeah, please don't go all electric eel in the tub...]
Who knows. Might've been. [Katsuki smirks at the combo. Lewd and dorky at the same time. He squeezes his abs again and jerks his dick inside the other man, free hand kneading over one firm asscheek and sneaking a middle finger between his glutes to play over the electric hero's well-stretched hole.] Don't ever leave home for that long again... [On a mission being an exception.]
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(That electroweb move will be epic.)
Plus this is the side of him only Denki can see, and it's one of the best ones. Hot, confident, sexy... but sweet at the same time. Katsuki might not be the lovey-dovey kind of guy, but the affection he did show was so much deeper, in the electric blonde's opinion. The way he moves his hand over Denki's eager body, stopping one at his throat like that and watching him with those vivid red eyes. Gorgeous. Claiming. Guarding.
Denki leans in to the touch, resting his Adam's apple in a thick-skinned palm. Trusting and teasing at the same time, not quite asking to be choked (right now) but loving the placement of the fingers. Katsuki was letting him take his time, and the other blonde is eagerly doing just that while answering the little comments with breathy little 'uh-huh's.
Slow. Steady. Just like the pulse under Katsuki's thumb. Just the slightest roll, the feel of that cock inside and how his boyfriend could make it twitch with a flex of those delicious abs. Noticing that second hand coming to play with his well-stretched hole makes Denki chuckle, adding that vibration under his lover's touch. It feels good, clever fingers sneaking over the strained rim and the cock that's splitting him open so good. ]
I won't. [ He promises, even if it's an impossible promise in their line of work. They could both be dead tomorrow ]. Never again.
[ Lifting a bit, Denki finally starts making his thighs work to truly ride his boyfriend, even if the pace is still slow and deep. Intimate. The water is disturbed by the new movement, making slight splashes of comfortable heat that drip over the lithe lines of his body. Tub sex was a rarity and he's savoring it. ]
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(Katsuki swears Denki's been on bulbapedia's "Thunder (type)" page and copied all the electric moves as inspiration.)
No one else but his boyfriend gets to see this side of him.
Ignoring their high school fuck arounds.Knowing that Denki's expression right now is his and his alone makes it all the hotter as he moves atop him like that. Katsuki's not one to compromise himself for someone else (often) so Denki's acceptance of his less-than-romantic attitude usually prompts the occasional sweet and romantic surprise. It's not like he doesn't know how to caress and fondle his man's body.Not like he doesn't know how to cook him dinner, light a candle, and present Denki with a single electric yellow rose on their Valentine's Day date, while the blonde's favorite music plays quiet in the background.
Also knows how to love him properly in the tub, caressing his hand up and down Denki's throat in a tender, guarded way. Thumb traces along his trachea, fingertips slide down the cables of his neck, and that dangerous palm glazes his lover's throat with his Quirk-secreted sweat. Enjoying the way Denki takes his time, and how it makes him react.
Katsuki pushes his thumb a little harder against his skin, feeling his boyfriend's pulsepoint throb against the pad. Feels good, such slow and controlled actions with his hips stirring the explosive blonde's cock inside his boyfriend's clenching tunnel. He likes feeling Denki's hole stretched around his base, opened wide and smooth with no traces of that initial pucker while it's swallowing around the girth of Katsuki's dick. To feel him straining like that and knowing he loves every second.]
Good. [An impossible promise, but simply hearing it makes him feel better. He knows their mortality. And yet, knowing you have a promise to someone you love to come back to them makes a hero (or a villain) that much harder to kill. Katsuki's breath catches audibly as Denki lifts over his hips, both from the slide of his hole along the length of his cock and the clench of his thighs on either side of his legs and ass. He loves feeling all the ways they're connected and touching, more and more reminders that Denki's here and his bed won't be empty and cold tonight.]
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Hush, nobody knows that! (Everyone knows that.)
Denki's rise and fall is a twin pleasure - the perfect feel of his cock and the shift of that hand against his throat. He moans, his own hand gripping at a shoulder and the other resting at his boyfriend's groin, just below the navel to exactly what angle to use... and maybe tease that sensitive area a bit as well.
This was his man. The one he loved in part because of how Katsuki loved. Deeply and intensely in such a way that it was almost frightening. When they first started dating, it was pretty hard to understand just how Katsuki worked when it came to showing his affection, and they both made a lot of mistakes and had misunderstandings. Now... Denki knows every look, every change in tension in those shoulders, every fiery look in those eyes - and he feels so loved.
(White Day brings his boyfriend scorpion chilis, a marigold and a hike where he promises to not fall off a cliff again.)
Denki keeps up his slow pace, even if it's getting difficult to not start bouncing eagerly like he usually does. His little breathy sounds of pleasure are easily felt under the touch of those fingers, and he stubbornly keeps his eyes on his boyfriend even when the pleasure is making his body tremble. ]
Fuck, baby... [ The fingers playing around his hole is almost breaking his patience - which he didn't have a lot of to begin with. ] Feel so good... Can't get enough.
[ Can't get all he wants quickly in this self-imposed game of gentle sex, like a spoiled child. At the same time the water splashes more loudly around them with every movement, proving that he's not quite as 'careful' as before. The sound reminds him that he once, in a random no brain-to-mouth filter, asked if this was how it sounded when mermaids fucked. Then he laughed so much that he almost drowned, because he's an idiot.
Electricity dangers isn't the only reason bath sex is a rare treat. ]
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Fingers glide along the curve of his neck, feeling over Denki's adam's apple and the ripple of ribbed trachea. He likes the sensation when it dips each time his boyfriend swallows, or the way his neck cables with each shudder of tension and throaty gasp. Made even better by that other hand wandering to his hips to try an predict the next angle of his dick.
In a way, it'd been frightening when they began dating. Katsuki wasn't someone who liked people knowing more about him than he wanted them to know. Weakness was one thing, but being able to understand his emotions without him displaying them (blatantly) was an aspect of trust he had to learn to give to Denki. Mistakes, misunderstandings, but over time, he began to relax more and more, allowing the other man to learn how to read and know him through smaller tells and intimacies.
(Okay, first time he say "scorpion chili" Katsuki gave him such a look... but the resulting hike and taste when he finally had it were enough to earn a requested repeat later.)
Katsuki slowly drags his hand down Denki's neck, tracing along the lines of his throat before gliding across the curve of his trape. Final destination: that warm shoulder he can cup his hand around and massage while making sure Denki doesn't start bouncing more than he should. Katsuki's lips quirk in a heated grin again when he tightens his abs and twitches his cock inside his boyfriend's ass. Likes it when Denki trembles like that.] You'll have enough by the time you crash tonight.
[That's the plan at least. Finger tracing around his hole, feeling the muscle pulled smooth about his cock, Katsuki braces his feet against the tub wall across from him and slowly pushes up, filling Denki with his dick just that much further. Mermaid fucking ended up with a discussion on where the hell mermen have holes. Front or back. Because depending on where depended on what kind of sex happened. Even if splashing was obviously a part of it. In the shallows... Why the fuck was he discussing that?! Oh right. Dating a dork.]
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Being given so many points of pleasure is part of what makes their sexlife so good. Being played with from all sides, hands eager to wander and curious to find new weak spots. Denki's definitely enjoying the touch to the wide-stretched rim and the thrill of knowing that Katsuki can feel how he's moving inside, too. Every rise and fall, every little eager bounce that he has to reign in immediately afterwards to keep the slow pace. The electric blonde is loud as always, but the moans and gasps are softer in tone - accompanied almost in tandem with the splash of the water.
They were an unexpected couple, but to Denki it was perfect. It had taken some work, but in the end they had this. Warm beds, warm hearts and everything in-between.
He wonders if there's some specific kink when it comes to your lover's hands, because damn if that touch isn't wonderful. Each gasps and sound that leaves him makes him feel those fingers press against his windpipe, skirting over his Adam's apple and eventually down over his muscle and resting a his shoulder. Keeping him 'safe' from his own rapidly-disintegrating patience.
...it's especially hard when he sees that grin and the dangerous, wonderful promise. The first thrust up with the impressive move of those legs and ass, the electric blonde is wrapping his arms around his boyfriend and bringing him in for a deep, needy kiss. ]
Yes!
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