Mission Gone Wrong

A/N I know it's late but things happen. So to everyone's favorite blasty boi ~Happy Birthday~ 🎂 

Hot. I have to force my eyes open but I can barely move. I could feel my skin tingle from the chill air surrounding me, raising bumps and making me shiver, even so, I am so hot. I arch my head back hoping to make it a little easier to breathe and I'm rewarded with not only a large breath of cool air but the sight of him laying so close above me. 

His slim but fleshy arms were up over his head while he stretched. My eyes following how his muscles moved with an ease I could only dream of because how could we be like this? Together? Alone? 

I look around briefly to find us in a hotel room with two beds, that explains the awkward position I found him in. He was laying along his bed correctly while I was laying across mine and the fact that my head went over the edge letting me see him, well I can only think of it as a dream. Why else would he be so exposed? So vulnerable? 

I carefully turned around, propping myself up on my elbows so I could see more. His eyes are still shut but he was squirming, his legs squeezing together sometimes and his back arching off the bed letting his thick, fleshy chest rise off the bed. I could smell the scented lotion he usually used to help relieve his tired and achy muscles after training. I could see the light sheen from it too. His breathing was rapid, labored, as if he couldn't get enough air and I found myself up on my knees. When did I-? No, that's a silly question. 

I sat up and found myself in much the same position. How did we end up back in our room, in our own beds, naked? No matter how much I try to search my memories I can't think of anything at all. The last thing I remember was ordering room service after arriving. 

"Kacchan?" I asked softly, the bottom part of his bangs were sticking to him and when he opened his eyes his face flushed but he didn't yell or get mad. Right, a dream. If it was anything but there is no way he would be so calm right now and I know he has to know he is just as naked as I am. "I-," what am I supposed to say? What am I doing? Why am I reaching for his face? 

He let out a light moan when my hand touched his face, his warm, tender face, leaning into me and making my heart skip a beat. I want to be closer. I want… What do I want? 

"Deku?" His voice rasped and I could barely hear him so I climbed closer, crawling into his bed. 

"Yes, Kacchan?" I hummed, worried that I might startle him. He looks so tired, the way he is panting is making me worried but if I show too much concern he'll get mad. 

"Closer," he mumbled, he must want to make sure that I hear him. Maybe he is sick? His red eyes flashed when I leaned down not stopping until I realized I was far too close, his breath tickled my skin, I swear his eyes sparked and I could see how the thin fibers intertwined, red of such a varied assortment it could have taken my breath away and now that I'm so close I could see the gold adding to their brilliance. 

"So beautiful," I whispered the words and I should probably jump away but I can't. Not with him watching me like this. Even with me saying something so embarrassing he was still watching me. Searching as if he could somehow find the answers that he was looking for in my eyes. 

I almost jumped when his arms reached my shoulders but even with how hot it was he wasn't setting off his quirk. He is pulling me closer and I let him, I want to let him. To be close no matter how hot it is. His eyes left mine but it was too late. He closed his eyes and before I could even look around he was pulling me in, the softness of his lips pressed against mine and I could feel his hands in my hair. 

Dream. This must be a dream! 

I took a quick breath and stopped holding back. His tongue found mine and I could taste the sharp string of spices that was somehow softened by the creamy decadence that was chocolate. I don't really like a lot of spicy foods but there is just something about spiced chocolate that excites me so much. Maybe it's because of how Kacchan always smells of the creamiest, sweetest caramel? Hmmm, I wonder? 

I trailed away from his mouth only to find him just as sweet as I expected, his natural sweet taste was far from overpowering but it left me wanting more the moment my tongue or lips left his skin, leaving me craving more. 

"AhaH~" he whimpered and I pulled away, somehow I had bit him but it didn't look like it was very hard. His eyes were on my mouth so I came forward just to let them meet again. I felt him nipping at my tongue but at the same time he wasn't letting me go, his hands now tangled in my hair, I pressed myself against him and his legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. 

Wet. I feel something wet, I can't help how my dick stood out almost like it was reaching for him only to find him already prepared. When did he apply lube? No, dream. Of course it doesn't make sense in a dream but if I think about it too much, the dream will end. 

"I want in," I thought I would whimper or whine but my voice is anything but weak right now. Instead it is deep and a little scratchy, probably from the lack of use but that only seems to excite him more making him nod quickly. Right, it's a dream. 

I lean in for another kiss, letting myself rub against him with a few gentle thrusts, coating myself in the lube already there but I pulled back to find the bottle on the nightstand and applied a generous amount while he whined at the loss of my lips, a damn good dream. 

There is no way in hell he would ever whine like that from me pulling away. No way in hell. I plunged into another kiss, letting myself press against him at the same time. He gasped, arching his head back while I pushed inside of him. His body, hot, wrapped around me, his nails scratching up my back but I have no idea when he let my hair go. Not that it mattered. He looked back at me and I immediately kissed him again, his lips letting a moan slip out between us and I released the pressure, pulling out a little before thrusting in again. 

"Ahh~!" He broke away just for me to capture him again. My hands searched his body, memorizing how his muscles formed together, feeling how he moved both against and with me, holding me and when he arched away too. My hands found his hips and between his hips, helping to angle him just right, and grabbing his ass for a more powerful thrust, I just don't know which I liked more. 

"Make me cum," his voice was weak, barely a breath but the way his eyes begged for more left me speechless. Harder, hotter, faster, I need more. His soft cries sang for me and his eyes, fuck his eyes weren't leaving mine, daring me to even try but I wouldn't dream of ever stopping now. I lifted his hips a little and with my hands tilting him just right he flexed and arched into my thrusts, his moans keeping him too far away to kiss so I moved further down and he gasped when I sucked on his nipple. His voice sang for me as he cried out and I was forced to go even faster and faster until I let out a groan, pushing in hard and deep. My release filled him while his body squeezed and pulsed around me, pulling me in, even his arms held me close. 

I could barely catch my breath before diving in for another kiss. His flushed face was even brighter now and I swear there is an even brighter spark in his eyes than before but I can't stay away. My hips barely pulled away at all just to thrust forward again, the hot, slick cum helping me, engulfing me in his warmth, his sweet, sweet warmth. 

"HAH!" His voice was still barely audible but it's pretty clear that he was screaming and the way he pulled me in let me know without a doubt what he wanted. Me. He came again and again, the fact he still moaned and pulled me in should be a shock but this is just a dream. By now every time I cum I can feel him squeezing around me, the cum pushing and surrounding me making me thrust forward again. 

I could see just how hard it was on him to try and reach for me so I pulled away and all the way out only for him to glare at me and I pulled him into a forceful kiss before helping him onto his stomach and with his ass in the air I could see the cum leaking out of him. 

"So beautiful," I muttered before pushing a finger inside to find him just as receptive, his hips pushing back, towards me. I pulled my finger away and replaced it with the head of my cock and instead of waiting for me he pushed back, taking me in with a moan. I could see his hands clawing at the sheets, nearly tearing them to pieces only for him to let them go whenever I pulled out again but the way his face scrunched up in the mirror when I thrusted back in kept me coming back for more. 

I watched his face through the mirror. How he screamed out his silent moans, how he blushed but didn't look away. I could see him cum through the mirror and I wasn't looking away. His body shook from under me before his arms gave out and I carefully pulled him back again, his body flush with the mattress while I kissed on his ear and tried to somehow thrust deeper than before. Now that he was flat on the bed I used it to thrust even harder, not giving him time or space, he cried out with each intense thrust and I could feel when he was about to cum again but this time I pulled out and flipped him over over, leaving him shocked and it wasn't until my lips were around his throbbing cock and I heard something like a high pitched whine. When I opened my eyes again I found Kacchan reaching for me while I licked him clean, swallowing everything I could before I lined up again. 

"I hope you're okay, I'm not letting you go," I whispered, almost mumbling around his cock making him flinch. And I turned all of my attention back to setting his very soul on fire again just to end up pushing my throbbing shaft back inside anytime I got close just so I couldn't pull away again until I would see him getting close. His taste, sweet, he is so very sweet. 

I could do this forever. 

*** 

*RING*RING*RING* 

"Hmmm? What?" I answered the phone next to me more than a little groggy after the dream I just had. 

"Sir? You and your roommate requested a wake up call this morning. Is everything alright?" The voice of someone I don't know asked and I hummed looking at my phone nearby to see it was already 8 in the morning. 

"Anyway we could move it back to 10?" I asked, not sure why we asked for a wake up call at all. 

"Certainly sir! Would you two like to extend your stay with us for another day?" They asked and I frowned before looking at my phone again to see that it was Monday morning. 

"How much did I drink last night?" I groaned and I heard them chuckle. 

"Sir if you would like I can read the charges on your room but I have no idea on how much you actually drank at the bar. Would you like me to proceed?" 

"No, no. We'll get up now. Thanks," I mumbled and hung up. 

"Who was that?" Kacchan's voice came from far too close but it worked too well with the dream I had so I hugged the hot, firm body pillow I was holding, snuggling into the silky hair-like strands attached to it. 

"Mmmm, the front desk called about our wake up call. Asking if we wanted to extend our stay," I mumbled in answer, enjoying the warmth in my arms. I silently kissed the pillow pretending. 

"Hand me the phone," he instructed and confused, I lift my head up but instead of seeing Kacchan on the bed next to mine I saw the plain blank wall and froze. I looked down and found Kacchan laying in my arms, his hair sticking out in awkward tuffs and his skin marbled with multi-colored red and purple blotches not only on his neck but his chest and abs. When he turned to stretch I found even more on his back with several teeth marks. He relaxed back next to me and blinked up at me slowly before repeating his request and I quickly gave it to him, trying to pretend I hadn't noticed that my body pillow wasn't a body pillow. 

I heard him chuckle and I relaxed, kissing his neck while he dialed. "Yeah this is room 208. How long can we extend our stay without moving rooms?" I listened quietly but I'm not paying too much attention to what is actually being said. Far too concerned with how he was allowing me to love on him and not willing to let the chance go. 

"Right, we'll go ahead with that. Same card and we'll call when we're ready for breakfast, it'll probably be closer to lunch," I heard him finish up the call but even with how I rubbed and massaged his back he didn't let a sound out until after he hung up. 

"Oh, fuck yeah," he hissed, stretching out to let me in closer and I took it. My hands explored his abs and hips while I kissed and sucked on his neck. "Ahh~ fuck me," he moaned and I jerked him back so my shaft slid between his legs making him gasp before groaning in frustration. 

I nipped at his ear before licking along it, lining myself up while I teased him before carefully and slowly pushing inside his hot, and very slick hole. "Ah, fuck!" I hissed trying not to cry out directly in his ear and I'm rewarded with him turning his head and he pulled me in for a kiss. It was awkward thanks to the angle but that only served to turn me on more. His body responding to my every touch and his lips demanding more the closer he was. His taste sweet when I swallowed, I made myself comfortable pushing in from the front just so I could kiss his sinfully delicious lips again. So soft, his lips made way for me, his tongue demanding the attention I was more than willing to give all while I pushed deep into him, letting myself thrust as wildly as I needed thanks to how he kept pulling me in for more. His whimpers and whines were adorable but it was his single minded pursuit that won out just from him not wanting to give up my kisses. 

"Ah~!" He broke away, crying out his bliss, leaving me to bite his neck which caused even more static to fly up. "Fuck, Deku!" He moaned, squirming under me but even as he pulled me in he screamed his pleasure, his nails trying to dig into my back and setting off the orgasm in me and letting me fill his terribly small body and leaving us panting for air. 

"No, no not yet," he made me freeze until I realized that what he wanted was not for me to stop but for him to get on top and once he was there he didn't waste a breath and instead he made short work of building me up all over again. His slim but strong fleshy muscles would tempt an angel and I'm no better. His closest nipple was my first target and the way he screamed out had me flip us over and slam my hips into his hot center and it wasn't long before we were both screaming. 

"Wow," it was all I could think of to say that might not upset him but at the same time… How did we end up like this? How did I get so lucky that Kacchan agreed? But I don't say anything like that, his body still wrapped around mine was warm and the way he tugged me closer, fuck I don't want it to end. Not now, not ever. 

"YES!" My body moved all on its own, pushing myself in even with how I'm barely functioning. I feel light headed, fuzzy and more than a little dizzy but I don't want to let him go. I don't want to stop this bliss. 

"Kacchan?" I saw him look up dreamily and I told him what I needed, loving how he smiled in return. 

"I love you," such innocent words coming from that mouth of his. I want to be one with him and he is asking only for love. 

"Love? More than there are stars in the sky, grains of sand on the beach or even the fact I can't stand breathing while not loving you," I groaned only to suck his tongue into my mouth. His soft but strong tongue stealing the breath from my lungs. I love this man and I have no idea how last night happened but I also just want to enjoy the here and now. 

"Ha! Deku? Harder?" His moans took my very desire to breathe and I still don't care. "FUCK!" He screamed so high I couldn't actually hear it and had to read his lips instead. 

*** 

"Hmmm, so what happened for us to end up like this?" I finally asked and he chuckled a little. 

"I should have known you wouldn't remember anything. Someone slipped an aphrodisiac into our food, a dish we both ate and well I guess you had more than I did," he chuckled but I just held him to me, gently combing his hair to the side and out of his face. 

"I thought everything would be fine if you slept through it but you woke up and you practically attacked me," again he was laughing but he was also snuggling into my arms. "You're not allowed to let me go until we leave at least and I extended our stay to another full week." 

"Hmmm, can't I just stay with you forever?" I asked before kissing his forehead and I KNOW that I heard him giggle. 

"Oh fuck yeah," he pulled me down and the next thing I know I can't and don't want to pull away at all. "We're still staying the extra week. You marbled my skin you possessive asshole. I was starting to think you were going to bite a chunk out!" He teased making us both laugh. 

"Mmm, delicious," I hummed before we started laughing out loud all over again. We ended up going down to the dining room for dinner and we were thankfully given a corner table with a small privacy barrier, a dark curtain that people couldn't see into. I all but had Kacchan pulled on top of my lap, making him giggle from light touches and kisses. 

Our waiter however had not been expecting it. The staff knew we were heroes and assumed we were watching someone or something not making out like a couple of love struck teenagers. 

"Is there a reason for the fucking spectacle?" Kacchan glared at the man, who immediately apologized for spilling our drinks and basically ran away. Kacchan pulled the curtain closed again before he turned back with another grin. "Now, where were we?" 

"You were just teasing me about giving a blow job under the table," I reminded him of what he was whispering in my ear and I saw his grin grow. 

"That's right," he climbed out of my lap and before I could do more than widen my eyes he was under the table, unbuckling my pants. "Tell me when the food gets here," he whispered before my hands crushed the napkins I was holding thanks to his sinfully delicious mouth. 

"Sorry for the wait," a very talkative waitress arrived with the waiter from earlier who was carrying more drinks. Kacchan didn't let me go, forcing me to interact with them while he had my shaft in his mouth and the waitress kept apologizing for "not noticing" that Kacchan had left but the waiter was avoiding my eyes but I saw him stiffen and his eyes were now on the ceiling. Looks like Kacchan had caught his attention again and he was just praying he wouldn't kill him now. 

"Kacchan?" I let out a small whine when they finally left. 

"Cum for me. I've worked hard for this appetizer," he hummed and I couldn't keep my hands off anymore, rubbing him, stroking his hair and massaging behind his ears until he took me all in and I came down the back of his throat. I barely registered the fact that he tucked me away again after cleaning me up and it wasn't until he was sitting next to me with his hair in a mess that I could actually function but all I did was mindlessly pull him in for a kiss, ignoring the bitterness that was my taste. 

"Enjoy your appetizer?" I asked after I finally let him go. I still feel a bit dizzy and really out of breath but the way Kacchan grinned at the question made it worth it. 

"Oh yes, I'm thinking about having more for dessert," I watched him lick his lips before I pulled him in for another. My bitter taste is still there but oh well. So was his sweetness. 

"Sorry, I forgot to offer the parmesan," the woman came back to find Kacchan straddling my lap and squeaked a little before turning around, facing away from us. 

"Just leave the damn thing and go the fuck away," Kacchan scowled but his face softened the moment I reached up and caressed his beautiful face. 

"It's okay Kacchan. I'll make it all better. Do you believe me?" I gave him a grin of my own and I meant every word of it. He didn't bother to answer and instead let me guide him towards me and into a slow but sweet kiss. When he had visibly calmed down I pulled away enough to address the waitress who hadn't left yet. "Miss, we would like for you to leave now," I only raised my voice the bare minimum for her to be completely aware that I was talking to her. 

"Pervert," Kacchan grumbled. 

"I swear I didn't know you two were together!" She started defending herself and I could see her shaking but I'm going to ignore that for now. 

"So what? It's none of your damn business!" Kacchan snapped at her and she jumped but I was able to relax his shoulders so that he would calm down. 

"Miss, it's really time for you to leave now. We don't need any extra cheese," I told her softly but directly. "We will eat and then go back to our room. We aren't here on business," I added and I saw her flinch but technically what I said is true. After all, we were supposed to check out this morning. 

"Just fucking leave already," Kacchan groaned and decided now he would get in his own seat, leaving my lap empty and making me frown. 

"Out," I snapped when she tried to make another excuse, making her jump and disappear, the curtain closing softly behind her. 

"Oh, Deku are you mad?" Kacchan teased me and I couldn't help fidgeting a little. "But why would you be mad?" The teasing tone in his voice told me that he already knew exactly why I was upset. "Could it be because I got out of your lap?" This time he carefully climbed back into my lap, playing with my hair. "Oh I like this way too much," he practically purred in my ear. "But look, our food is already here and it'll get cold if we don't eat it. I should really sit in my own seat to eat shouldn't I?" 

I didn't answer, not verbally. Instead I let out a small groan and let my face drop against his thick fleshy chest and I really just want to unbutton his shirt right now and see them for myself. The thought of eating my dinner directly from his body instead of a plate was more than tempting but I resisted. 

"Oh no you don't, maybe after we eat," he smirked, I already know that he is enjoying himself not only over the fact that other people irritated me at all but then add to it that the only reason I'm irritated at all is because he was taken from me… He is enjoying himself far too much. 

He climbed out of my lap but this time he took my fork and twirled it in the Italian we ordered and said "Ah," is he really going to feed me? Like this? I did it. I opened my mouth and the sharp taste was somehow even more satisfying than the other day when we had it. 

"Bad idea," I whispered and he looked frustrated for a second until I pulled him back into my lap again, this time facing away from me so he could feel exactly what he's done to me. "You are doing this to me. Only you and no, I never want to let you go," I whispered in his ear and I could see how red his ears were becoming but I didn't stop there. "If you keep it up you'll have to figure out how to walk out of here after I'm done with you," I kissed on his neck and I heard a small squeak that let me know that I'm far from the only one turned on now before I gently put him back in his seat. I mimicked him, feeding him the first bite of his food before turning to my own with a small smile. That was extremely satisfying. 

The fact that Kacchan and I had finished our dinner very quickly however was its own reward. 

"Ready for dessert?" I teased him, only for him to practically jump into my lap and this time he didn't try to say anything. His lips and tongue were eager to meet mine and my hands were gently guiding his waist to prevent us from working ourselves up too much. The feeling of his hands on my face, pulling me in so I couldn't get away was thrilling all on its own but how he rocked in my lap truly displayed how excited he was. 

"Ready to go back to bed?" I asked and he grinned before looking back at the curtain again just to growl in frustration. 

"I don't want to wait," he hissed and I unbuttoned his pants, making him freeze. 

"Neither do I," I whispered in his ear and his face bloomed into such a bright shade of red I would be worried if not for the smile on his face. I double checked the curtain and found it safely closed before I started pulling his pants down a little. "Tell me when you're close, we shouldn't make a mess here," I growled in his ear and he let out a small whimper before I was able to line up. Can I do this without hurting him? It's not like- 

"Here," Kacchan whispered and handed me a small bottle of petroleum jelly, and I grinned. I forgot he carried this around for if his hands got dry. His sharp gasp was about the loudest either of us got before he kissed me. I love the feeling of his arms around my neck, how he easily rode me even as we sat at the table. Thanks to the table cloth on the table if someone did walk in they would think we were just making out which makes this the perfect position to have sex in public. The thrill is enticing but at the same time I don't actually want us to get caught. The fact of the matter is, I want Kacchan all to myself. 

He let out a low whine bringing my focus back to him and him alone. He had to pull away, not getting enough air but that's okay. His neck was still within reach and I unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt so I could reach his amazing pecs. I could feel him squeeze each time I nipped at them a little. It's only been a few minutes but we are still in such a public place. 

"So close," he breathlessly moaned and I gently pulled him off of me before I went down. His cum was sweet and creamy and the fact I didn't get to hear his amazing voice scream out with it irritates me more than the waitress from earlier. I brought him back to my lap and slammed him down on me pretty hard just for him to bite his tongue and cover his mouth to silence the moans I wanted to hear so badly. He leaned in, his mouth next to my ear and I heard a deep throaty moan that made me stiffen, my next thrust filling him. 

"Bed," Kacchan mouthed and I couldn't help smiling. He wants more. So very much more. 

"Kinky," I breathed the word in his ear and he squirmed a bit before moaning a little. "We're going to be up all night." I whispered, giving him a few gentle kisses before helping him off of me. I cleaned him up a little using a few napkins before fixing his clothes for him. My gentle kisses and the ticklish giggles he let out were the only sounds in our booth. 

"Umm, excuse me?" The waitress's voice from earlier came from behind the curtain making us both frown. "Is there anything else I could get you? I can bring a dessert menu?" She offered but she didn't touch the curtain so at least there was that. 

Our clothes are properly fixed at least for the moment and I stand and open the curtain for Kacchan who still looks pissed but walks out silently. The napkins I used on him in my pocket to dispose of in our room. "We're leaving now. The meal should have been charged to our room," I followed Kacchan, grinning when I saw the slight wince in his walk, probably from trying to hold my cum in so it didn't leak out while he walked but still. I'm enjoying it. 

"Right, have a nice day," she called after us and I followed my lover who was making a beeline to the elevator and of course our room. 

*** 

"FUCK! YES!" His voice was breaking but the sight of him riding me is just so beautiful I never want it to end. This mission was originally supposed to find a drug ring, but there was a very tiny window for us to move in so when they managed to drug us it was a mission failure but headquarters wasn't actually expecting us to succeed either. After all we are both high profile pro heroes and it would be weird if they didn't recognize us. Which was why we were the bait. The distraction. There were a few other heroes that even I don't know much about that were actually charged with the mission and when we were drugged their mission would change into a protection detail, after they finished what they could anyway. 

A fact I forgot about. 

"Hmmm, so close," I whispered, moaning out my pleasure while my hands helped him move above me. 

"THAT'S-!" Kacchan gasped and I got to see him cum, his sweetness lightly coating my abs before I flipped us around and slammed into him, making him scream until I filled him. 

"HOLY SHIT!" Kacchan and I looked over at the door to find… Momo? 

"Creati? Why are you-?" I started to ask but Kacchan had jerked making me fall out and turn my attention back to him to find him covering himself with the blankets and pillows as best as he could..

"HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF KNOCKING?!?" Kacchan screamed and I realized that he wasn't trying to hide himself so much as the marks I left on him. His neck was mostly healed now but his chest easily looked like my personal playground. At least we were already under the covers before she came in. 

"I'M SO SORRY! THEY SAID I HAD TO CHECK ON YOU IN PERSON!" She tried to defend herself but mostly she was just covering her eyes. 

"Hey? Hey, it's okay," I whispered in his ear, giving him light kisses so I could try and calm him down. He started to say something to me and he most likely was going to scream it too but I didn't let him get that far and instead kissed him just enough to take his breath away. "See? I'm right here still," I nuzzled him and even I could tell he was a lot calmer than before. His breathing was heavy but his eyes were focused on me. 

"Now, why were you sent to check on us? We already reported that we were drugged with aphrodisiacs and I'm pretty sure standard procedure has everyone stay far away for at least five days after the fact just in case a quirk is involved and it's only been a little more than one," I turned my attention back to my friend but I made sure to pull Kacchan into my arms, cradling his body against mine and I could feel his hands gently fondling my chest and examining the scars on my arms and generally feeling me up now that he seems to have decided to let me handle this. 

"I promise I don't know, I really wish i wasn't here right now. I was only told that communication was cut off during the mission," she explained and I grabbed my phone to find the message I sent headquarters in the sent folder and at least on my end it showed delivered which I told her. 

"Is there anything else you need to know?" I asked, hopefully I can avoid any more interruptions later. 

"Can you send me a screenshot of the sent email and forward the email to me? I would rather not come back while you're like this?" She sounds so tired and honestly I don't blame her for the fact that she can't look at us while talking right now. Even with us wrapped up in the blankets. 

"Sure," it didn't take too long for her to leave but Kacchan is already an impatient person and at least when it comes to him, I'm not exactly patient either. She basically ran out of the room and I got up to make sure it was locked, not that that would have stopped her. She probably either bribed someone for a key or just made one herself. 

"Now," I turn back to find Kacchan on my phone looking furious. I climbed in next to him to see him messaging Momo. 

Deku: DON'T SAY SHIT TO PEOPLE WHO DON'T NEED TO KNOW SHIT! 

Creati: Bakugo, please don't use Midoriya's phone. You nearly gave me a heart attack. 

Creati: Also, no. I will not tell anyone anything they don't need to know. My report will simply reference them to read the files you submitted already. I don't need or want the chaos that will come from it. 

Deku: WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? 

Creati: Only that a lot of people will be very surprised in the change. Nothing more. 

Deku: Thank you Momo. We will be going public but our social media is locked from the mission and it won't be unlocked until we are cleared for duty in about a week. I would really like to announce it myself if possible. 

Creati: Of course. That's your right. 

I smiled and put my phone down before turning to a very red faced Kacchan. "Now, as I was saying," I whispered, letting my now free hand trail along his sculpted body, the other still gently pumping a few of my fingers into him. "Where were we?" I asked with a grin before I kissed just below his navel and slid my attention slowly downward. 

I had had the great idea to distract him when he was looking furiously at my phone and I'm proud that he immediately dropped it, letting me take over. The fact I let him see exactly what I was sending Momo while I pleasured him only seemed to make it better. 

"You- you- you- fuck yeah," he moaned throwing his head back on the bed and caving into my touch. I smiled before sucking him into my mouth, enjoying how his body responded to my touches, jerking and flinching just to end up trying to pull me in more. By the time I could swallow I still wasn't completely hard. I've been putting myself through the ringer though. It's only been a day and I never even masturbated daily before. How many times have I cum? My body is exhausted but if Kacchan is letting me then what else can I do? 

I cuddled up to him, letting my fingertips graze his skin and smiling as he reacted to even this light touch. 

"Do you still like it? When I touch you like this?" I asked him and he opened his eyes and I saw tears making me freeze. "Is it hurting you?" I held my breath, panic starting to well up inside of me. 

"No!" He grabbed the hand that I was pulling away. Actually I was pulling away completely, my whole body not just my hand but who could blame me? 

"But-!" He stopped me with a kiss, pulling me back towards him and now the tears were actually falling down his cheeks. I tried to pull away but he only latched on tighter. 

"Don't stop, soon, just not yet," he whispered and I froze, his voice was shaking but I sincerely doubt he would let me actually hurt him. Would he? 

"Does it feel good?" I asked him and he smiled at me so brightly that I couldn't help coming in closer and kissing him again. 

"Once more, just once," he moaned as I kissed down his neck. I can't stand looking at him while he is crying not because it's disgusting. No, oddly enough it's not, it's actually so beautiful. The way his whole heart was laid bare in front of me, it was just so overwhelming. 

His body though, it really is just amazing. Even just after cumming he is already throbbing, or is he maybe still throbbing? Is his body just not done yet? Not satisfied? What if he actually needs this? Needs me? What if- 

There are so many what ifs but in the end it doesn't really matter. Not right now anyway. Kacchan is asking me, no begging for me and I can't ever tell him no. 

The feel of his skin in my hands, how each time just left him gasping for air and somehow he is still saying my name. No, my actual name. 

"Izuku!" His voice barely a breath now and his eyes were bright. Every kiss a release as his desperation turned into nothing less than lust. I made him cum again this time it surprised me, I was too focused on his face and the bliss radiating from it. "More? Please-," I didn't let him finish his request. His face told me everything I needed to know and that was that he loved what I was doing. He couldn't get enough and if he wants more then I will give him more. 

I love watching his face, every time he came there was nothing but pure joy on it and even after three more times he was asking for more, at least one more. 

"Oh Kacchan," I moaned his name and I saw him looking up at me dazed. "I'll give you as much as you want. No matter what," I moaned letting myself push in this time and listening to how his voice broke, his demands, request and love barely sharing a breath until I couldn't hold on anymore and came. His entire body shaking in response, cum dripping between us and his body taunt before he crashed back on the bed with relief. He didn't let me go, no, the one time I tried to pull out his nails dug in making me stop and I had to look at him to see him moaning stop and stay repeatedly so I did. 

The tears on his face still damp but not nearly so alarming now, he fell into a deep sleep. I tried to hold still, to try and stay exactly where I was but I couldn't help getting soft and falling out. He twitched a little but his arms only hugged themselves around me and I relaxed into his embrace. Sleep dragging me under even without my permission. 

*** 

"Hey!" I'm so very tired. "Wake up!" My whole body feels like it's been covered in lead and I just can't move. But at the same time I feel so amazing. My body melted into the rest that I am so long overdue for. And I just couldn't be more comfortable, it was like every part of my body was perfectly supported in exactly in right way. "Deku! Were you forced?" 

I scrunched up my face at the irritating voices going off around me. Forced? Forced to do what? 

"Sleep," I mumbled but I doubt anyone could have made it out for their lives. I snuggled into my pillow, enjoying how warm it was while not being too soft. It's kind of hard actually but at the same time not? Maybe firm is a better word for it than hard? And it smells so good! Sweet but not overpowering so with a bit of smokiness that just warms my soul. 

"Mine," I hummed, cuddling my pillow and I swear I could feel it holding me too. Surround me in its warmth and block out all danger. How long has it been since I felt so truly safe? So at home and relaxed without an ounce of discomfort? Even my bones that usually ache even when I'm not doing anything at all were content and I don't want to stop anytime soon. 

"Deku?" The voice of the angel himself whispered and I hummed, smiling at how the voice seemed to hold my name so very carefully. Kacchan. 

"Deku, my legs fell asleep," Kacchan whispered in my ear and I frowned. I forced myself up enough to pull him into my arms and lay on my side, spooning him so that he was still safely in my arms. My hands went to his back and hips only for there to be audible cracking sounds from my pressing along his spine. I heard him moan out in his relief and even when the cracking stopped I gently and carefully rubbed his tight muscles, working my way down his thighs a little. When I felt him relax against me I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his neck. 

"Did I hurt you?" I heard him ask after a long time and I shook my head no while hugging him tight. If anything I feel light as a feather. I really do feel amazing and my bones really are okay, I'm surprised, usually by now my bones would be aching and I would be trying to crawl into a hot bath to try and soothe away the pain. It never worked but I can't help but try something, anything. 

"I feel amazing," I yawned, cuddling into his neck. I started to nuzzle him when a thought occurred to me. "Are you okay? Do you need more again? Do you need me to let you go?" My body went rigid at the thought of letting him go but the thought of hurting him had me pushing the thought out of my mind. 

"Me? I was a little sore but you pretty much took care of that already," I heard him sigh and I felt him turn and nuzzle me right back, making my heart swell with affection. 

"Anything for you, Kacchan," I searched blindly for a moment to find his face and give him a light kiss. Sleep was very much preventing me from opening them but I would if it let me kiss him again. 

"Hmmm!" he sounded surprised but he didn't let me go and instead his arms went over my shoulders so he could hug me close. 

"As amazing as it all was, I'm still so tired. I can't believe you made me do all that to you," I started to mumble and I could feel him freeze up at the words but he still didn't pull away. 

"What I had you do to me?" He whispered and I grumbled a little. 

"I thought I hurt you when I saw you crying. Almost scared the life out of me," I grumbled, pulling him against me, not willing to let him go. "Next time at least warn me. Did it really feel that good?" 

"Next time?" He whispered and I felt him relax in my arms again. "What if I wanted more now?" I could feel him cuddling close and I smiled at the thought. 

"Well before I forget," I paused to adjust myself a little and lean in to whisper in his ear. "Happy birthday Kacchan." I kissed him and didn't pull away, his body pressing against mine was all I needed and when I pushed forward his legs were around my waist and I could push back in. This has to be the best April 20th ever. 

"Ah!" He cried out, his nails scratching while he tried to pull me closer. 

"Guys, I think we should leave before we actually see something we don't want to," I heard a voice just to see a few of our old friends running out the door and the door slammed shut behind them. Whatever, I have everything I need to think about right here in my arms. 

"Fuck Deku, look at me," he hissed grabbing a hold of my hair right when I go in for another kiss. 

"No one else," I whispered and he grinned. Mission gone wrong? Nuhu. 

The end.