have his phone by his side, eagerly shaking in his seat before the screen lights up. With a bright smile, he'd read the message from the unknown extra and happily type back while humming.
He also takes a little longer to prepare before he gets dropped off to college. Choosing
the skimpiest thing he could wear that would still fall under their university's dress code. Meaning he'd be in tight shirts and ass shaping jeans most days. Even taking the time to put on light makeup and applying the sweetest perfume Katsuki has ever smelt.
If it weren't for
the fact that Izuku was a consistent deans lister and A+ student, the older male would have probably fucked him seven ways to Sunday and have him miss all of his stupid classes.
But that wasn't the worst sign. No. It was when Katsuki checks up on him in the middle of the night
and his little brother is wide awake.
He'd open the door just the slightest bit and observe his precious bunny, lower half completely exposed while eagerly humping his favourite pillow.
The greenette would stuff his own mouth with one of his lacy underwears to keep himself
from making a sound, riding fast until he violently shakes from the stimulation on his front and the waves of pleasure from the thick dildo shoved up against his sweet spot.
Katsuki would listen to the pitiful whines and pants from Izuku, ready to give him a helping hand when
he heard something that made him freeze.
"You did good, angel," says a husky voice. Picking up his phone with his sticky hands, the greenette would make a show of displaying his spent body, biting his lip in excitement when he heard the other male groan.
Katsuki remembers how
he had almost broke the doorknob that night, startling Izuku who accidentally drops the call with this /friend/.
The exposed male quickly gathers his duvet around him, hoping that his brother wouldn't have an idea of what he had been up to until that point.
This irritates the
blonde more.
Clicking his tongue, he'd turn on his heels and make a show of trudging towards the door and shutting Izuku's lights.
"Go to sleep, dumbass."
He was strangely calm. Reaching for the pitcher of water before pouring a glass for himself and downing it in one go.
And then the next minute there's the resounding sound of glass breaking, shattering against the pristine white walls.
No one came to see the damage since their parents were out on a weekly trip.
And Izuku? Well, he was scared. He has put two and two together and concluded that
his older brother probably had an idea. Hell, he could have been there the whole time.
So, yeah, he was scared. But as much as he wanted to provide comfort to the blonde, he knew that this was fair game.
They have never talked about the elephant in the room, and every time
Izuku tried to initiate the talk, he'd get shrugged off. He figured that his step brother probably wanted Izuku all for himself but when he brought over some brunette bimbo one day, the greenette felt weirdly hurt.
/Guess that's not the case after all/
After that, he started to
seek something more serious. A connection that could make him forget about taboo relations, blonde hair and carmine eyes. Or maybe even a worthwhile distraction that could satiate both his physical and admittedly emotional needs.
It was a difficult feat, considering Katsuki was
perfection embodied. But then came Todoroki Touya.
The very definition of tall and handsome, the twenty eight year old male was a successful biochemist. In fact Izuku had met him when he had a lecture in their university and the younger male had been fingering himself to the
thought of tattooed skin and bright turquoise eyes ever since.
Despite that, he still couldn't help but compare the man to Kacchan. They were just so similar, with the air of smugness in their very being and the crassness with the way they talk. And the way they fuck, holy shit
The first night when the guess speaker had Izuku sprawled on a hotel bed, Izuku had to open his eyes from time to time or else he would have accidentally let out a "Kacchan!"
Safe to say, the older Todoroki had become a part of his nightly trysts. He had never wanted to go
beyond fuck friends before this, but lately Izuku had been successful in making the other open up a little more.
When Touya finally asked him out on a date, Izuku was over the moon. This could finally be it. He might finally get into his first ever relationship at the age of
twenty-one. He was so distracted with the possibility of finally getting a lover that he had forgotten the logistics of how he'd go there.
Once he remembers, he'd realize how thoroughly fucked he was.
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Again. #bkdk, #dubcon, really jealous big bro Katsuki!
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Izuku hates how coddled and sheltered he had been.
Despite being the top student of their year, he had no idea when it came to public transit. Always being picked up and dropped off by either their driver or, more often, his overprotective brother.
When he had proposed to get
his own license, he was surprised that his father had changed his mind about allowing him to go for it.
Little did he know that Katsuki actually talked to Mitsuki, telling her that driving Izuku was the only bonding activity they have as a blended family. And that he didn't
want that to be taken away. Thus, he is stuck in this familiar predicament.
As usual, Katsuki had been there when Izuku asked his dad if he could be driven to the meeting place he had discussed with Touya.
Tough luck that the driver was currently out sick so he had no choice.
Still the same old, but there's a slight difference. And it was the fact that Katsuki was positively livid.
The greenette felt it from the way the older male's tight grip roughly pulled him towards their garage, hold insistent and bruising. Could see it from the slight furrow in
his brows and the noticeable clench of his jaw.
Kacchan was angry.
Izuku was frozen in his seat when his brother rested his hand behind the younger's headrest while backing up from their spacious driveway and instantly speeding past trees and buildings.
He remained quiet until
his brother veered off into the wrong direction.
"My date is that wa-"
"Continue that and I'll crash the car," Katsuki spoke calmly, knuckles turning white on the steering wheel.
That shut Izuku up effectively. All he could do was shakily send a text to Touya.
/I'll be late/
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No. Even if they've crossed the line of friendship multiple times, him and Katsuki weren't dating. The various dates that the blonde so openly parades infront of him made that obvious.
But they had a rule.
An unspoken one but respected each and every time. They only shared heats and ruts with one another.
Without fail, the blonde would come knocking on his door, his musky scent more pungent than usual and pupils blown and darkened. Every single time, they surrender their bodies to
each other. An exclusivity that Izuku so foolishly held onto. A dire miscalculation that he chose to blow out of proportion. Because he thought this meant he was special to Katsuki.
His ears were currently ringing, the booming bass of the party at its peak making it worse. But
Katsuki lost all hope of being with Izuku when both of them presented as alphas at 14.
They meet again ten years later at a seedy bar and he had to double take.
Izuku was very obviously enjoying acting like some dumb omega whore on some filthy alphas lap.
It wasn't unheard of. There were alphas out there who enjoyed going against their nature. Opting to be thrown around, dominated and used. Only finding pleasure in the touch of someone much /stronger/.
He gives the familiar male a once over, carmine eyes appraisingly roaming over
Izuku's sinewy body. He looks strong. But Katsuki was stronger.
That little detail sent a jolt of excitement through him. A first. He never felt this way for someone of the same second gender.
He'd only ever gone out with those soft delicate omegas that he could easily break in
Izuku couldn't help but stare. Kacchan was still so devastatingly handsome after all these years, and his traitorous heart never stopped beating for him.
Especially when they're like this.
With the inebriated blonde casually pulling Izuku into his arms.
Izuku tried so hard to stay away. He really did, but it seems like the drunk blonde's inclination to monopolize his childhood friend was something he never grew out of.
"Deku," Katsuki slurred out, nuzzling into the juncture of Izuku's neck and shoulder. The greenette tries to
pull away subtly, hands still affectionately carding through the surprisingly soft spikes of his best friend's hair.
He lets out a soft hum, his quiet way of asking Katsuki to continue.
"You know I love you, right?" the drunk male says like it's the most casual thing in the
As Shoto's best friend, Izuku had the privilege to hang out in the Todoroki household and Enji becomes increasingly endeared by him that, by the end of the year, he's buying little snacks Izuku likes for whenever he comes over plus a pair of bunny slippers.
Plus if he gives a /tiny/ push for Shoto and Izuku to fall in love (because he wants the Midoriya cuteness to infiltrate his bloodline) and he "accidentally" sets up candle lit dinners and lock them in the pantry room. But they really are just friends so he sulks until Izuku
promises to adopt a dog with Shoto and now that dog is the most spoiled animal in the world and Izuku is in their house 50% more.
Izuku grows fond of Enji too, even crying to Shoto one day about him finally experiencing what having a dad feels like as they cuddle to sleep.