After all the horniness from the last few days, I'm thinking about Katsuki who's obsessed with Izuku's pregnant belly. π₯Ί
Everytime he comes home from work, he kisses the belly, then his husband. It's always in that order, and Izuku doesn't mind. He thinks it's sweet.
Katsuki will rub cocoa butter all over, and give Izuku all the pampering he needs.
He'll also help relieve some of the pressure by lifting up on his belly from behind, taking some of the weight.
Toward the end of his pregnancy, Izuku's belly has dropped, and she's flipped, it won't be much longer now.
Katsuki can't really sleep one night, and Izuku is laying next to him out cold. He's rubbing the belly like it's the most precious in the whole world, and it is; His daughter's in there.
Katsuki will lightly poke all around, he'll get a kick or a punch back,
and it brings a smile to his face. Under the covers, he'll put his face right next to Izuku's belly, and sing to her quietly, not to disturb Izuku.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine ..."
More intense kicking ensues, and she's obviously moving around now. Like trying to get closer to the melody.
" ... you'll never know, dear, how much I love you ..."
"Kacchan ..." oops, he failed. He disturbed Izuku. "Not while I'm sleeping, baby. I swear she's kicking my spleen. You know she loves your voice."
"Sorry, baby," Katsuki whispers, both to her and to Izuku. He kisses the belly one more time, then kisses Izuku. And Katsuki continues his cuddles before they all fall back asleep together.
End.
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Deep in thought, Izuku paced back and forth nervously in the waiting room. He pulled at his bottom lip like he always did when he was anxious. Where the hell was Kacchan? Katsuki had promised he'd be there, and now he was twenty minutes late.
Did he change his mind? This was a big commitment. Probably the biggest decision they'd made since deciding to move in together.
Not two seconds later, Katsuki came running through the door out of breath. He hung his head, hands on his hips trying to catch his breath. "/Fuck/ ... Did you ... did you get him?!"
#BKDK - NSFW
age gap, cheating(not bkdk), dilf kacchan, smut
How did Izuku get here? What in his life had he done to deserve this?
He managed to get off work early to surprise his girlfriend of two years.
It was their anniversary, of all days. There wasn't anything spectacular planned; they were just broke college students after all. But Izuku bought her flowers, he planned to surprise her, prepare a nice dinner for them and make her favorite dessert, maybe cuddle on the couch.
And if they were up to it, maybe they'd have sex, but that wasn't necessary.
Izuku has a spare key to her dorm room, and there had never been any reason to knock before, so he just let himself in.
Thatβs the last thing Katsuki remembers. The feelings of his insides being ripped apart, the metallic taste in his mouth, and darkness.
It was possible that the adrenaline dulled the pain a little at first, but eventually it hit him like a freight train. It was an odd feeling all together, being on deathβs front door. He had done his own research into near death experiences,
not that he ever planned on dying in the line of duty, but it didnβt hurt to be prepared. There was no blinding light, no silver lining. He was definitely not numb, there was no euphoric, overwhelming sense of calm. Just pain.