Chapter 35

Deku was weird the whole day. Quiet. Maybe even gloomy. His mood worsened with the hours passing by, until he seemed to run around with a constant shadow over his face. I didn't know if it was something I did, or if he had just gotten up on the wrong side of bed.

When I noticed Deku sitting on the bed with crossed arms, his knuckles white from clenching his hands around his arms too tightly and his jaw twitching, I decided to confront him. I mean, if I had done shit, Deku had to tell me. I wasn't a fucking mind reader.

"Oi Deku." I turned around with my desk chair. "What's up with you?" Deku looked up to me and the hatred in his eyes fucking shocked me. I shifted backwards a bit. "Did I do something wrong?" He lightly shook his head. "Not particularly. What you're doing is being in a good mood while I'm not, but I can't really blame you."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Then what happened in the first place?" Deku didn't answer. I went over to him, sat down and ruffled my hand through his hair. "Come on. Your bad mood sucks, so let me fucking help you." "Stop that." He shoved my hand back to me.

I sighed. "Okay then, be in a bad mood all you want. But you gotta tell me if you need someone beat up. I'm not linked to your brain." "Just stop talking. Your voice is annoying." Deku had a pouty look on his face. It made me wanna cuddle him to death, but it would've been mine sooner than his.

"Deku…" The aura he was emitting felt like danger. Deku was about to blow up in violence and malevolence. Enduring it would probably be the only thing I could do. Suddenly, I felt a cold blade against my neck and immediately shut my mouth. Deku chuckled. "Oh how I love the sound you make when you shut up."

When I shut up, huh… I sighed deeply, then I just dropped back against Deku. He didn't lose balance, but the small noise he made told me he was surprised. My head was lying in his lap and I stared up to him with my lids hung low. "Just do what you need to do. It's not like there's a way around it anyways."

Deku had an innocently surprised expression, reminding me of how he used to look as a child. Then it changed to a malicious smirk. "So satisfying… Kacchan, you are so satisfying…" He started petting me. "The hopelessness in your voice… How you trust and mistrust me at the same time…"

Deku sat me up and turned me around to him, so I was sitting on my knees in front of him. Then he took my face in both of his hands and slowly dragged his right thumb along my lips. His expression was the one of someone petting a small dog or something. "It's so cute… so cute… adorable…" Deku suddenly had a grin somewhere between pitying and condescending.

"… And so satisfying." He stared down on me contemptuously, then he moved his face towards mine and kissed me. I couldn't help but melt into his touch. Whatever his motivation was, I'd take as much as I could fucking get. I put my arms around Dekus waist and pulled him closer. We kept making out for a while, but when I tried to slip my tongue into his mouth, he suddenly shoved me away a bit.

"You know Kacchan, there's something we need to talk about." His voice was accusatory, but his expression more amused. I raised an eyebrow. Amusement took over. "Mind explaining why you went to jack off in the bathroom the last two times I left?" I lowered my eyes, completely embarrassed.

Dekus face became taunting. "Oh, and let me give this away-" He put one of his hands on the bulge in my pants. "You're also hard right now." I bit my lip, trying not to give a snappish answer. Fuck my overly healthy libido. Dekus taunting grin deepened and he grinded his hand against my crotch. "I'm no psychologist, but I think what you're experiencing right now is called sexual frustration."

I growled. "Stop being a damn tease and do something about it, then!" "If you think you can take it, sure." "The hell's that supposed to mean?!" Deku pushed me onto my back and pinned me down. "That means I won't let you play your little games this time. It's my turn now."

I was still processing his answer, when Deku already leaned down to me and licked the small, hairless spot behind my right ear. "Caramel. I missed that taste." Then he moved back a bit and caressed my cheek with his right hand. I felt my face heating up and averted looking at Deku. He chuckled quietly.

"Did you know that humans have a really sensitive spot behind their ear?" Dekus hand wandered behind my ear and stroked a bit of my puffy hair out of the way. "It feels nice when it's fondled, and sometimes, the person even starts making a noise similar to purring." I felt his soft fingertips running up and down behind my ear.

Dekus voice suddenly had a dangerous undertone. "But if you hit it the right way, you can make a person pass out or even kill them." I shuddered when his fingers reached exactly the spot he was talking about, and I didn't fucking know if it was because I liked it or because I was scared. He continued moving his fingertips over it and it actually was somewhat enjoyable, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of purring like a damn animal.

Animal…

I am but an animal to you.

I dropped my head over to the right side, giving Deku better access to my ear. Waves of his warm breath flooded the left side of my face and I shivered under the tickling pleasure of being… well, treated like an animal. This should've made me rage, but at that moment, I just felt small. Utterly tiny, predictable, naive and used.

Probably the way Deku felt back in middle school. Served me right.

Suddenly I felt Dekus sharp canine teeth nibbling on the rim of my ear. Then I heard his voice, slightly husky and quiet. "So cute… Makes me wanna put a collar on you and leash you up." For some reason, that made me feel humiliated. I closed my eyes. "Can I just fucking kiss you?"

I could feel him grin. "How nice of you to ask." Then I felt his lips on mine. Harsh and violent, although they were soft. I didn't feel like putting up a fight when his tongue entered between my lips, letting Deku dominate my mouth. He was somewhat brutal today, or maybe I was just unusually obsequious.

Deku suddenly bit my lower lip while tapping on my chest. "Shirt off." I followed his command, not understanding my dumbass. Deku just stared at me for a moment, then he slowly shook his head. "How can someone like you be this blessed?" I felt myself reddening once again, hoping it wouldn't be obvious. Then I reached out and pulled at the rim of Dekus shirt.

"You too." "Ordering me around now?" His voice was slightly bratty. I let go of him and stared at the mattress. Deku chuckled. "You're not acting much like the top you normally are today." Then he pulled his shirt off and glanced at me. "Have you ever been topped?" I shook my head.

Deku gave me a malicious grin. "Huh. Well, sometime's always the first time."