Life pt 1

"Fuck me," I groaned, I was trying very hard not to let my actual thoughts show or the fact that I meant those words extremely literally. Deku was standing in front of me topless and the sheer amount of sweat and general debris left on him was damn near intoxicating, his torn up clothes revealing anything that wasn't completely explicit. Just fucking why? I'm not that strong for fucks sake!

He looked around for a moment in a near daze before looking down at himself and seeing the state he was in. "Oh," was all he said before he tried to take a step forward, only to collapse into my arms. He isn't responding at all to me shouting at him or how rough I was handling him. He is out cold.

We have just finished clearing out a bunch of villains that had attacked a bank and made a run for it. Thankfully the damage that we caused was only to buildings that were already scheduled for being demolished, we ended up in the slums while chasing the villains, most likely to where they were hiding out. Thankfully we aren't really hurt, not really. A few bruises, some scratches but generally we are in one piece. At least that's one less thing Eraserhead will scream at us for. Our third year out of UA, only 20 years old and yet bruised and battered is completely normal for us. How fucked up is that? And THAT'S normal for our old class in general, not just Deku and I.

I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore the hunk still in my arms as I finished up and gave my report to the police while they collected the bastards. We were checked over by medical and once it was verified that neither of us were either in danger or under the influence of a quirk we were released, Deku still out for the count, from fucking exhaustion, the fucking Nerd hasn't taken a day off in months and was now on medical leave. I could hear my idiots from here giggling about how I had to take the Nerd home until he woke up. Usually Icyhot would take him, or maybe Glasses but none of his team were here today. Why? Because they actually know how to take a day off where Deku doesn't.

Still it's kind of nice that no one was trying to grab him from me...

I unlocked my door and, after I put him on the couch, I went and took a shower. After I could finally think clearly again I put on some clean clothes ignoring the tank top all the way around. It's the middle of summer and it has been so hot that I haven't needed to use half my quirk to fight considering I've already got a stockpile of my nitroglycerin at the ready. That being the reason that I was being put on medical leave. Fuck it, extreme heat advisory just gave me a paid vacation, why the fuck would I argue?

I let out a sigh and after checking on Deku, I went to the kitchen to make dinner. Pulling out a bottle of red wine and pouring myself a mega pint as I do. Alcohol in general? Bad. Am I going to do it anyway? Yep. I need some time to relax and apparently I have plenty of it for now.

It wasn't until dinner was almost finished and I was pouring my second glass that Deku woke up. "Go clean up, there are spare clothes in there already, dinner will be done soon," I called out, hell even I could hear the sing song like tune in my voice and I don't actually fucking care. Deku looked at me curiously and it wasn't until I took another drink that he seemed to understand why I was so relaxed at the moment.

Okay so maybe my alcohol tolerance is little to none but who fucking cares? I only drink at home and usually after I get off the clock so there was no logical way they would be calling me in to do anything. Safe.

He ran out of the room and it wasn't until I was plating the food that he came out, peeking around the corner again. I was humming gently to myself, cleaning a few harder to deal with dishes while I sipped on another glass of wine. I might have one more but that's it. I like this light buzz I have now, I hate getting drunk though. I grabbed a regular cup and decided to down a glass of water before taking another sip of the red wine. As much as I hate being drunk, I hate being hungover far more. Besides, I'm about to eat anyway so that should make things easier in the morning.

"Come out and set the table. Want a glass of wine?" I called out, the way my voice was so gentle even now as he jumped like a frightened cat was kind of irritating me. But damn, that was kind of cute.

His face is very red but he quickly took the plates to the table along with two large glasses of water while I grabbed a second glass and poured him some wine before topping myself off again, yeah I don't need another glass of wine.

We ate in silence but, at least to me, it felt relaxed. I don't remember lighting the candles on the table or dimming the lights but it feels nice. It also took until I was humming along to realize that there was soft music playing in the background.

"This is nice," I yawned a little, feeling the soft smile on my face as I did. I looked up to see Deku's bright red, smiling face watching me. We finished eating, Deku insisted on cleaning our dishes, and I got another glass of water. My buzz was fading away just leaving me sleepy and that was perfectly okay, considering how late it is already.

"Umm Kacchan? Could I stay the night? I might have had a little too much to drink," Deku asked blushing. I guess he is embarrassed? He ended up downing just as many glasses of wine as I did in a much shorter time period.

"Like I was going to let you go drunk?" I scoffed at him before chuckling. "Pick, couch or my bed," I'm not really buzzed anymore BUT I still feel giddy, which means I'm not falling on my ass to pull out a futon.

"Whichever you're comfortable with," he answered, fidgeting with his hands. I nodded before motioning for the stairs. He was quick to catch up and even remembered to turn off the lights on his way up. I updated him on his medical leave and he tried to argue but I rolled my eyes at him.

"You think I have a say? They put me on medical leave because I was 'Too dehydrated already and there is already a heat advisory for the next few days.' Whatever, a week of paid vacation if you ask me." I shrugged before opening the bedroom door and leading the way inside. "There is a bathroom right next door so you don't have to go downstairs in the middle of the night."

I stepped out of my shorts leaving only my boxers on before climbing under my covers. The AC feels nice but when I sleep I want to cuddle in a pile of blankets, I'm only human.

"I tend to sleep in the middle but it is a king size bed so you should still be comfortable," I hummed, already dozing off. I felt him climb in behind me and I scooted forward enough that he relaxed before I cuddled around a lump of blanks letting the soft cotton and cloth like igloo surround me.

***

I woke up with arms around me and my windows still dark. I turned enough to make sure it was actually Deku behind me and when I saw that it was I relaxed into his arms. I didn't drink enough to forget anything, but it can't hurt to be careful anyway. Another reason I only drink at home, I don't want to bring anyone home that I don't actually want here.

I shifted a little trying to stretch out just a bit but Deku's arms tightened around me pulling me against him making me feel something very hard, pressed up behind me. "Kacchan~," he moaned in my ear as he cuddled against me, running his hands up and down my body. The movement made my skin tingle and shivers pass through me, I had to bite my pillow just to keep from moaning out loud.

No this is not okay, not okay at all. He probably still has far too much alcohol in his system to actually consent to this and I have just enough to prevent me from fighting back properly. It would help if I didn't actually want him so fucking bad!

Deku's face was cuddled into the back of my neck and his hot breath did nothing to help me get out of this situation. He cuddled a little more, his nose and mouth now on my neck and ear making it impossible to ignore his light moans and gentle panting as my name drifted from his lips. "Kacchan~," sometimes barely a breath while other times I would have to be deft not to hear him. His lips grazed my neck in feather-like kisses until he went silent only to purposely kiss and suck on my neck, all the while his boner pressed tightly against me.

My heart was beating so fast it was skipping some altogether just to try and keep up, it was getting hard to breathe and my vision was starting to get foggy. I didn't need to look or reach down to know what kind of condition I was in.

I let go of my pillow to try and get him awake but to say it helped me out of his arms... "Deku~!"

He jolted, sitting up and loosening his hold on me, just enough for me to turn and see his shocked face staring down at me. I had to be a mess, I could feel how hot my face was and I couldn't stop panting for air that strangely didn't seem to be helping me at all. Not to mention the fact that he probably left hickeys up and down my neck, even in my mind eye I could imagine how fucked up I looked.

I saw the clock behind him only to see that it was already 3:46 in the morning, no wonder it was still dark outside. Wait, 3:46? There should have been plenty of time for the alcohol to dilute. Does that mean?

"Kacchan? Why do you look so red?" He asked the question but considering how red his face is he probably already guessed or noticed the state he was in, not to mention where his hands were. This should have been an easy fix, I could have used a number of excuses like; I had too much to drink, I'm hot, or even just started yelling how he grabbed me in his sleep. Any of these would have worked, we could have just turned over and went back to sleep.

But I don't want that.

"What do you expect after you were groping me and moaning in my ear? Fuck Deku I'm so turned on right now," I grumbled, trying to bite my tongue enough to stop myself from saying too much. Did I already say too much? Probably, but I can save it later when all the blood in my body goes back to where it's supposed to be.

"I-I-I-..." He stuttered all cute just like when we were back in school still. I mean fuck, is that supposed to help me calm down or make me harder? Making matters worse, his hands were still holding me in place, as if he didn't realize yet that he was caressing me, that or he was pretending not to.

Am I smart right now? Fuck no, I'm about as fucking stupid as anyone can be at the moment and considering I know Dunce Face that is saying a lot. Is that going to stop me from doing stupid shit? Again no.

I reached up ignoring his stuttering altogether and pulled his face down to mine and kissed him. I didn't force him but at the same time I think he was too shocked to refuse so I forced myself to stop there. He didn't pull that far away though. I was kind of expecting him to fall out of the bed from the shock but he only pulled away a few centimeters, just enough to let him look back down on me.

The silence was killing me, the way he was frozen as if he were trying to make sense of life itself but whatever was racing through his mind he seemed to have made a choice, his eyes lit up and he slowly leaned back down and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, enjoying the sweet love he was offering me. His kisses only migrated away from my lips when we needed air but instead of pulling away he just trailed down my neck making me moan and gasp.

His strong body pinning me down as we explored each other, my fingernails scratching up his back whenever he would find a particularly sensitive area on me. Fuck, even if this ends up being just a one night stand I can't stay away. Not now.

I pushed him off of me trying to take deep breaths at the same time only to kick off my boxers and the once frozen Deku realized what was going on he joined me.

"Let me," he whispered in my ear only to grab both of us and hold us together as he pumped us with one hand and held himself up with the other. It didn't take long for us to cum, the sticky substance splashed a little on him but ended up landing on me.

And for some fucking reason, I want more.

I pulled him down again, kissing anything I could reach only for him to start pumping us again. Am I going to sleep anymore tonight? Probably not. Now do I care?

He let me go once I was nice and hard again and dipped a couple fingers in the cum on my chest before then rubbing it on his tip. I'm not an idiot, I was just expecting him to be more flustered about all of this but instead his eyes were burning trails into my skin, the way he licked his lips made me want to snatch them with my own again but everytime I started to reach for him, he pulled away enough to rub more of our cum on either his tip or my entrance. This is both addicting and torture.

The way he smiled as he leaned down to kiss me, his tip pressing against me, slowly pushing in as he got closer until he froze just out of reach.

He pulled away shaking his head as if he was trying to get rid of the fog in his head. "Wait... We should... Condoms?" The pure relief flooding my body from the fact that he doesn't actually want to stop made me want to laugh at this entirely too frustrating situation.

"I don't have any. You?" I tried to pull myself together hoping that we don't actually have to stop because neither of us were expecting or prepared for this.

"No, morning after?" He asked, not pulling away from me any further. Unlike in the old days where only women could get pregnant, most men can too. As in about 98% of us. Being gay is so normalized now that not even a crazy religious person would say or do anything about it now. Hence why a condom is needed now.

I smirked at him before leaning forward to kiss him before answering, "Or we could just go get married and get to work now." It was probably a bad joke if I'm honest. But how can I actually pull away from him now? Kids? Sure, I would love to have a few of them. Now? Well he could decide it's not like we're 100% likely to get pregnant the first time or anything. It could take us months or even years.

"I like that idea," Deku smirked at me, bringing me back to the present again. His lips taking mine, he pulled me closer before gently pushing in. I squirmed under him. The pressure of him filling me was too much, my back arching off the bed, my head following the arch until he settled himself firmly inside while I tried to catch my breath.

He didn't just sit there and wait either, his hands trailed along my skin, caressing me, holding me, pleasuring me as his mouth teased and excited every part of me within reach. Every now and again he would shift a little, stimulating me even more as his dick slid just a little.

"FUCK ME!" My words were almost silent but the need in them filled the room easily. He pulled out and thrusted back in again, my nails raking up his back as I tried to pull him closer, failing, as I kept trying to pull him closer anyway. Breathing failed me as I kissed and sucked on him, his moans just as desperate as mine, clashing around us.

Then everything just kind of went white, I could hear our screams as if they were far away, I could feel my body exhausted, laying under my lover as we kissed each other gently. My vision only cleared after several moments of gentle loving and deep breaths, only to finally realize that that was not just cumming but an orgasm that made me rethink love in general.

"Yeah, we are going to do that again," I whispered, only for Deku to laugh nodding in agreement. When he finally pulled out I could see just how much of a mess we were in. Damn, it's a good thing my AC works so fucking well. There was enough sweat dripping off of me that we really didn't have a choice in cleaning up or not.

"Shower or round two?" Deku smirked at me and I couldn't help how shocked I was at the choice.

"Again?" He grinned at my question before pulling me close so I could feel how hard he still was. His gentle kisses made me forget everything else that didn't include him.

***

We woke up in the early afternoon, we took showers and cleaned up before sleeping. Considering how wobbly my legs were, we did a good job of it too, but something about waking up to a refreshing shower is just nice. And that was before Deku decided to join me and make sure I was thoroughly clean. Shower sex is hazardous, we kept slipping until he decided to just pick me up and used the wall to help balance us.

We are now sitting at the table sipping on coffee, breakfast already done and cleaned up, when Deku checked his messages and I could see how red he was. He gave in and showed me the messages that included pictures of me carrying him like a princess from work last night with messages like;

🐸 - Are you still alive? Kero.

🍦🔥- If you don't respond by 1 I'm coming over to your house.

🍦🔥 - WHERE ARE YOU?

🚗 - I swear if Bakugo actually killed you there won't be enough to identify.

🎈 - Don't worry Iida, first they would have to find his body in deep deep space. ☺️

- -

Like fuck, I didn't realize just how fucking psycho his friends were. Oddly enough though, it seemed to calm me down. If nothing else they would protect him if I'm not around but I don't like the idea of not being around him.

I looked up to see a bright red Deku trying to figure out what he is supposed to do. I put his phone down and leaned in giving whisper kisses on the back of his neck, I could feel how he shuddered under the attention I was giving him but we actually need to talk before things escalate further.

"So what do you want to do? Buy a morning after pill and box of condoms? Or a marriage license and actively trying for some brats of our own?" I gave him a sweet light kiss before leaning away again to add, "Or something else altogether?" I took another sip of my coffee as I watched the emotions running through his head.

"We can wait, you know? Just because we don't get married today doesn't mean we never will. Hell we could go ahead and have our brats before getting married for all I care. What do you want?" I asked him, my words were sharp and unforgiving but I kept my voice soft as I reached over and held his hand. "If you want we can just go buy some condoms and leave it to chance?"

Am I a good role model? Considering my extensive use of curses probably not, even without this. I don't see marriage as more than commitment and getting it done legally is just a piece of paper with it in writing. As far as I'm concerned I'm already fully committed and from Deku's muttering he probably already understands that but he is also worried about our parents, friends, fans and the media.

"I know a good lawyer if you want to keep it confidential? There is also an extra in HR who owes me a huge favor if you don't want them making a big deal out of it at work," I added, for some reason it feels like I'm losing him because of a bunch of people we don't even know and I can't have that.

"Really?" I nodded answering his question and a couple phone calls later Deku was practically jumping up and down in excitement. In less than an hour all the paperwork was filled out and we were married. My new hero license showed Midoriya, Katsuki and we were at Deku's apartment boxing everything we could. We called movers and arranged for them to come pick everything up in a week and Deku already had time off approved after his medical leave to allow him to move.

If I had to guess they were probably relieved that he was taking his health seriously enough not to move while on medical leave. He finally answered his friends and told them that he was just so tired he slept until the afternoon at my house. He also insinuated that my hag and Aunty were insisting that he either stay with me or them until he was properly rested. Reality? Aunty and my Hag demanded that we come home for a few days so they could see for themselves how we are doing.

It'll be what it'll be.