Chapter 28

Wednesday night, I walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water and found a familiar figure in the middle of the room.

Deku was facing the kitchen window, letting the rising moon illuminate his face. His silhouette cast a shadow on me, while rays of light painted his outline in a pale blue. It was like a scene from a cheesy movie, but it was the bitter fucking reality.

He suddenly turned around me, a conceited smile on his face. "Oh Kacchan… You can't restrain yourself, can you?" I stared down on him. "Huh?! The hell ya talking about?!" Deku came a few steps towards me, until barely an arm fit between us. "You have this hungry glare again."

My breath hitched, while he closed the distance between us even more. "How long has that been what you secretly wished for? Come on, Kacchan. Take what you want. There's nothing that could stop you." I could feel Dekus breath on my neck and my fingers twitched towards him. He chuckled. "Hm?"

I gritted my teeth. "Deku, I swear to god-" He slid his right leg forward just a bit, but it was enough to stroke my… private parts. I inhaled sharply, trying to keep my composure. Deku had his hands on my shoulders and placed his mouth in the crook of my neck.

"What Kacchan? What is it you want? Show me. Show me how much control I have over you." He chuckled. "This could be whatever you want, you know? You just have to give in." I hissed. "Deku, it's been only three days." "Three days in which all we did was being physically close to each other."

He was right. But… "Deku, you're following a plan. And if… that… it won't make you better than a fucking whore." "I'm human too, you know? I'm not a banshee, a youkai or something like that. It's not only revenge I want. Something I've been hammering into you since we met is that I'm out for satisfaction. Do you get the damn connection?"

I did. But I was still hesitant. Deku gave me a sadistic grin. "Is the great Katsuki Bakugou scared? Half-assing things again? That's cute." What the- "You're being quite petty right now. Like some kind of stray puppy. Really, I wouldn't have thought you'd give your infamous superiority up this quick."

Dekus words were impaling my pride at its weakest. He was riling me up and I knew that was what he wanted. He was asking for the thunderstorm. Once again. But in the other direction. Deku could fucking have that. Just you wait.

I growled like a wild animal, breathing heavily. "Don't fucking blame me for what happens next." Then I let go of myself. I knew it was a mistake, I had once again fallen for all of Dekus little tricks, but fuck it. Regrets had to wait until I was done with the little fucker in front of me.

Deku chuckled, because he knew he had won, but I interrupted him by forcing his face towards mine and kissing him. My left hand wandered into his hair, my right grabbed on to the back of his shirt, while he held onto my shoulders to not lose balance. Our little makeout session got too heated too quickly and I turned around with Deku, pushing him against the wall. Then I paused shortly, gasping for air, and continued with tongue.

I felt Deku smiling under my lips. He knew he had me on the hook completely now. Then I felt his hands sliding under my shirt and realized my hand was already up his back. I growled and softly bit Dekus lower lip. He pulled back a bit, a string of saliva connecting our slightly agape mouths. Deku glared up to me with a blurry look. "You beast." I smirked. "You whore." Now it was his turn to smirk. "We talked about that."

I stared down at his reddened cheeks, his slightly swollen lips and his glossy eyes. Then something snapped in my head. I hissed, picked Deku up bridal style and carried him to my bedroom. He clearly knew where this was going, but he didn't object and twirled the collar of my shirt around his finger. I kicked the door shut behind me and dropped Deku onto my bed.

I was directly over him and saw his sly smile. It really fucking triggered me. "Okay, idiot, call me a rapist after this and I'll shove your knife up your ass instead of something else." Deku chuckled sardonically. "I won't, and now get your needy ass down here." "I'll show you needy."

My lips crashed down on his again and heard him make a small noise. His hands slid up my shirt again and made me shiver slightly. I felt his fingertips stroking the scars on my back, much more careful than when he gave them to me. Suddenly something cold came up my back, I heard a ripping noise and something that might've once been my shirt slid down my arms.

I picked the remains of my favorite shirt up, gave them a slightly pitying look and tossed them over my shoulder. Then I slammed my hands down on the sides of Dekus head and let my face hover millimeters over his. "Hands up, nerd." He chuckled and did as I said, then I pulled his shirt over his head and discarded it. When I looked back down on him, my breath hitched, and not just because he was now built way better than a few years ago.

Deku was covered in scars. Hundreds of tiny scars were littered all over his body, but there were also a few prominent ones. Three parallel ones were diagonally over his chest, two on his left lower ribcage area, a long one dragging over his right side to somewhere on his back and a really nasty one across his whole belly. Deku noticed my shocked expression and gave me a self-satisfied smile, "I'm many things, but not a liar."

I flicked my tongue and wanted to continue… whatever this was gonna be, but Deku suddenly pulled my left arm to the side and flipped me over, now sitting on top of me. I tried to kiss him nonetheless, but he pushed me back down and pinned my arms down at the sides of my head. Then he gave me a conceited smile. "Look at you, Kacchan. You're craving me so bad, all this chatter makes you furious…"

Deku leaned down to my ear and I could feel his hot breath all over my face. "You're like an animal. Controlled by urges and instincts, fighting ferociously, without any conscience, and seemingly indomitable. But I know just how to tame you. Pain and pleasure, that's how you do it." Then he bit my ear, piercing his sharp canine teeth into my earlobe. It was fucking hot. Tell anyone I said this and I'll eat your tongue for dinner.

Deku licked my neck down to my collarbone and grinned into my skin. "So you actually taste like caramel. I like caramel. Maybe I'll turn into a cannibal for you." I didn't know if that was a compliment or a threat, but I didn't have enough unoccupied braincells to think about it anyways. Deku suddenly bit my shoulder, slightly sucking on the skin beneath his teeth. I could already see the bruise in front of my inner eye.

Then he released his tight grip around my wrists and I immediately grabbed his shoulders, switching our positions again. The knowing satisfaction in Dekus eyes made me furious. Bitch, when I'm done with you, you won't be able to think straight enough for conceitedness anymore. I smashed my lips onto his, practically devouring them. When he started gasping for air, I moved on to his neck and shoulder, leaving a few hickeys and bite marks on them.

Dekus hands had been on my chest before, but now they wandered south. His thumb hooked under the waistband of my pants, and my right hand was searching for the zipper of his pants. About five seconds later, we were both left only in our boxershorts. And Deku pulled mine down. Before I could react anyhow, my dick was already in his mouth. I let a growling grunt out and Deku started sucking me off. My breath quickened with every time he sucked, and when he started bobbing his head back and forth, I almost forgot how to breathe.

I buried my hands in his hair, trying not to lose my mind. Dammit, if I had known he was so good at giving blowjobs, I had asked for them in our little deal. Deku got quicker with every second and I couldn't control my deep growling any longer. Hell, I didn't even try anymore. I felt waves of heat washing over me and knew I was close, but Deku suddenly stopped and grinned a smug little smile up to me, a drop of drool hanging from his lower lip.

I shot him an aggressive glare, breathing heavily and trying to figure out what the hell his deal was. His smile just got wider. "Animal." The word was just a whisper, but I felt the small hairs all over my body standing straight.

Then he sucked on the tip of my dick one final time and shot me off into Nirvana.