Description: Fallen angel Izuku recounts falling in love with the human he was assigned to guard.
Cw // burning , religious imagery
It hurt to chase after you. The soles of my feet became scorched by hellfire. The smell of burning flesh and smoke filled the air with every step. My legs burned the longer I ran after you. I was walking on holy land after you, even though I was damned.
A monster of my own making, I’m sure. You were a beautiful angel, the most perfect of all god’s creations, in human form.
So I ran after you. I believed in you, unlike anything else. You were chasing your dream.
To be a hero is no little task, but you didn’t doubt yourself, so neither did I. The heat of your hand in mine sparked something within me. A morbid curiosity. A fascination of the flesh. An idolization of a false prophet.
You were my temptation.
I fell for you.
None of Hell’s flames were as intense as your piercing red eyes. They scorched my soul with a passion I had never felt before. You ignited a fire in my heart. The very hellfire which burned me to my core.
The flames danced around my soul, consuming me until nothing was left except you.
You. My dear human, Katsuki.
You are who I devote myself to. Your bravery and ambition are something to be admired. When god said to love humans more than her, I didn’t understand. But I do now.
As I ran after you, my ribs ached. Whether it was from trying to keep up, or your tongue as sharp as Michael’s sword, I’ll never know. Maybe it was both.
You were my dream, but a dream it stayed. You would never let me catch you. You would never turn your head and smile at me to make sure I was still behind you. You always looked forward to a future I couldn’t see because you were in my way.
All I saw was you, illuminated in all your glory. It was as if you had a halo more beautiful than any of god's other angels. You have not only my loyalty but my heart. Burn it if you want. Turn what is left of the pathetic thing into ashes if you wish. You are my only desire.
The temptation of human flesh is not unknown to angels. It is how most of us had fallen. We know we are damned to an eternity in hell, but it’s one we created. Being so hopelessly in love with a being that can never love you back is the worst punishment, no?
So I will dream of you. I will dream of you accepting my guidance as your guardian and that you were the one to kiss the freckles on to my cheeks. I dream of you, while you dream of him. /End
Thank you for reading! I left the ending ambiguous as to who Kat is in love with so you can insert whatever ship. I also posted this on my ao3. Link below & in bio: archiveofourown.org/works/28550181
Temperature play, vaginal fingering, object insertion, almost getting caught, edging, possessive Shoto, dominant Shoto, submissive Momo, pet names
Shoto is such a tease. One finger pushes in and out of Momo’s dripping hole at a leisurely pace. His left middle finger is warmed enough for her to feel the heat but not enough to burn her. His other hand is as cold as ice as it lightly brushes against her blushing clit.
Every feather-like touch makes her squirm. Her body couldn’t decide if it wants to run away from the cold or chase after the stimulation she so desperately craves.