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#bkdk #ktdk ms!bakugou; pining; masturbation; guilt
Katsuki kept his distance. It was easier that way. But the nerd was /always/ 10 steps behind him - the walk to school, in the cafeteria for lunch, the walk home. It pissed him the fuck off.
Katsuki kept his distance. It was easier that way. But the nerd was /always/ 10 steps behind him - the walk to school, in the cafeteria for lunch, the walk home. It pissed him the fuck off.
Most people thought he hated Deku, and yeah, he kind of did, but that wasn’t the whole truth. That stupid can-do attitude the nerd had was annoying as fuck, especially when the idiot didn’t have a quirk and always ended up in some kind of trouble.
But there were days when Katsuki watched Izuku…from a distance of course. There was just something about him. Hell, they’d been friends once, attached at the hip for most of their childhood.
And there was always that feeling of loss, a pang of longing in Katsuki’s heart that he refused to acknowledge.
The school year was about to end and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. Every street was blotted out by pink and white flowers. If Katsuki was a romantic, he’d find it pretty. But there /was/ something pretty in the courtyard…or someone.
In his usual spot, Izuku was sitting against the base of a thick tree trunk, stupid notebook balanced in his lap while he scribbled and mumbled to himself. A warm breeze picked up, ruffling the nerd’s verdant curls.
God, he was the epitome of spring, all cheery smiles and bright sparkling eyes. Katsuki hated him…except he didn’t. In fact, he’d been struggling with these weird, confusing feelings for months.
Ever since that incident with the sludge villain, Katsuki found his eyes drifting to Deku more often. The moments when the nerd noticed were embarrassing as hell, especially when his ears would burn.
He’d shrug his shoulders up high so the freckled idiot wouldn’t notice, but he doubted he was actually any good at hiding it.
Katsuki knew for a fact Deku had 27 freckles on his face, 8 that were prominent on his cheeks, the others faint, and when summer rolled around there would be more. Katsuki wondered if he would have a chance to count the new ones.
Fucking hell, he was hopeless. Even the hag had started to ask what was wrong with him.
She didn’t need to know that he got up late on weekends not because he was a normal teenager who slept in, but because he was a normal teenager that woke up most mornings with a raging hard on.
Yet another Saturday and here he was hands fisting the sheets while he tried his best to will away the tight heat between his legs. Katsuki wondered if Deku dealt with this shit, too and that was the wrong course of action because his cock twitched hard.
A pathetic whine escaped his lips. Down the rabbit hole his mind went thinking about Deku under that stupid Sakura tree, pink flowers entangled with his curls, 27 bronze freckles painting his face.
And then his stupid, sex obsessed, teenage brain imagined something else painting the nerd’s cheeks. Katsuki squeezed his eyes shut tight as intense heat pulsed between his legs, so hard it was edging on painful.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Katsuki whined in a hushed tone. He lifted the tented sheet and saw how wet his boxers were. Had he come in his sleep again? This shit was getting ridiculous!
To relieve the pressure, Katsuki hooked his thumbs in the waistband and lifted his hips to pull off the sticky, damp garment. His cock was an angry red all over, head nearly purple and leaking generously at the tip.
Just looking at the evidence of his arousal made him twitch painfully. “This is so stupid,” he huffed, wrapping a hand around the base. He stroked up once and nearly choked at how fucking good it felt.
Every muscle in his body was drawn tight after ignoring his problem for so long. A few more strokes and his eyes fell closed, lips slightly parted as he panted and whined. Images of teary green eyes flashed in his mind and his toes curled.
Oh how Katsuki wanted to see those tears drip over plump freckled cheeks as he stuffed the nerd’s mouth full of his cock.
Katsuki gasped at the sudden jolt of pleasure that fantasy brought and his stupid brain took it one step further, conjuring that sweet voice, completely wrecked after Katsuki abused his throat, “Kacchan!”
“Fuck!” Katsuki gasped as he spilled into his fist, the pleasure so overwhelming that his entire body shook with the intensity of his orgasm. His lungs burned with how deeply he breathed, eyes wetting with unshed tears.
He grit his teeth as he stroked himself through the last few pulses before it became too much. His cock, finally spent and tingling with numbness flopped against his stomach. Katsuki stared at the ceiling unblinking as guilt swirled somewhere in the pit of his stomach.
He had to stop doing this…but he knew he didn’t have the willpower. Besides, what Deku didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.
A shaky breath exited his parted lips as he wondered how the hell he was going to be able to look the nerd in the eye. Well, this was after all, the reason Katsuki kept his distance.
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