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Most people accept that the majority of alphas fall into the stereotype of wanting to fuck anything tight, wet and with a heartbeat. Dumb, knot head alphas drooling over the chance to get to knot any willing omega or even beta.
Izuku knows he is part of the minority of alphas, the very, very small, almost nonexistent minority.
No matter how much time he spends fucking into his fist, or jerking off with the flesh light he purchased out of desperation, he could not get himself to come, let alone pop a knot.
He speculates it might have something to do with the urges he was struggling to suppress. The urges that told him he wasn’t meant to fuck, but to be fucked. It had started before he even presented because everyone knew Katsuki was going to present as a strong and capable alpha, which he did, and Izuku had been so sure he would present as an omega, Katsuki’s omega. So when he’d woken up on the predicted day of his presentation, sometime during the start of his second year of UA, rutting his first, and only, knot into his mattress, low growls spilling from his lips as his teeth tore through his pillow out of frustration, it had left him in utter despair.
Everyone had praised him for being an alpha, patting him on the back and whooping when he walked into class the week after, even Kacchan had given him a little nod and that had disappointment setting deep in his chest. Katsuki wasn’t upset Deku wasn’t his omega?
Now almost a year later, his unwanted presentation still haunts him, as well as the rampant sexual frustration.
After an intense spar with Kacchan, he trudges back to his room, exhausted. He flops down on his bed, sighing at the ceiling, when he quickly becomes aware of his cock hardening in his pants. There’s still a lot of adrenaline pumping through his veins so he blames that for the sudden erection - it definitely had nothing to do with the fact that their fight ended with him pinned under Kacchan, gasping in lungfuls of the that spicy, smoky scent while the other alpha panted over him, dripping with sweat. His cock twitches as he smoothes a hand over his crotch, maybe this time would be the time he managed to cum like a normal alpha.
One hand is fisted down his pants, wrapped tightly around his staining cock. It feels nice but it can’t smother the nagging voice in the back of his head that tells him to drop his hand lower and press into his untouched hole. He strips his cock hard and fast, his hips twitching uncontrollably and he lets out little whimpers and whines that are more akin to an omega in heat than an alpha trying to fuck. Izuku is so close, he just needs something more to push him over the edge-
He rips his hand away with a frustrated cry, why does he have to be like this? Underneath his clothes he feels stuffy and hot, he pulls off his shirt, kicks off his trousers and underwear with frenzied movements, relishing in the cool air of his room on his heated skin.
In his mind, he selfishly blames Kacchan for this. If Kacchan wasn’t the perfect alpha then his body wouldn’t have tried, and failed, to mould itself into the perfect omega. Every time he is around the blond, his heady scent makes his body melt - he‘s sure if he could produce slick he’d be dripping with it just from Katsuki’s scent. When Kacchan speaks to him, Izuku’s head tilts unconsciously, his body aching with the need to bare his neck to his alpha.
Even now, every nerve in his body twitches with the need to roll over and present himself to the image of Kacchan in his head, ‘how desperate must I be’ he thinks to himself, gloomily. So Izuku, exhausted and upset, gives into his temptations just this once to soothe himself, he flips over onto his knees, pillowing his head on his crossed arms and arching his back into a deep curve and he lets out an audible sigh of relief at how right it feels.
‘If you’re giving in this once, you might as well go all the way’ his conscious goads him, and Izuku can’t see a problem with that logic.
He untucks one arm and brings his fingers to lips, sucking them in to coat it with his saliva. A soft moan slips past the digits in his mouth as his mind supplies him with many more images of Kacchan, images of the alpha feeding his thick cock into Izuku’s mouth, fucking his throat, slow and deep, ‘take it you fucking slut’ Katsuki would growl and Izuku’s eyes flutter shut at the thought.
With his fingers thoroughly coated he takes them out, a line of spit still connecting them to his lips. The need in his core to be fucked still rages on, growing every second he delays it. His hand slips down between his thighs and past his, still very hard, cock but he ignores it in favour of bringing his fingers to his hole. He tentatively presses the pad of his index finger to the furl, biting his lip in anticipation. Slowly, he presses it in and with the help of the spit it slips in easily, Izuku gasps at the first breach of his virgin hole. It doesn’t feel how he expected and all of his secondary gender issues don’t magically resolve themselves but he pushes further until he reaches the third knuckle.
The stretch of one finger does nothing for him and his body aches for more, he pulls his finger completely out and instantly regrets the empty feeling he is left with. It, fortunately, doesn’t last long as he pushes back in with two fingers, he fucks them in and out, pushing as deep as he can, trying to find that spot that’s he knows he has.
It takes a bit of fumbling and prodding at his puffy inner walls before Izuku’s fingers finally brush over his prostate, it has him biting down on his quilt to stifle the loud moan that bubbles up in his throat. He works up to three fingers, fucking them in deep, rubbing intensely at his bundle of nerves, his hips bucking at every electrifying touch.
The Kacchan in his head keeps a hard grip on his hips as he fucks into him hard and fast, much deeper than Izuku’s fingers could ever reach. Degrading words and low growls fall from from his mouth, while forcing his growing knot into Izuku’s tight hole.
Izuku’s mind clouds over with the single minded goal to fuck himself as he works his fingers quicker, tears and drool dripping down his face and onto the duvet still clenched between his teeth. He can feel his cock twitching between his legs, profusely leaking precum onto the quilt. Somehow he manages to scrape together enough brain power to untuck his other arm and move it between his open thighs, his wraps a tight fist around his cock, stroking it in time with his fingers fucking into his hole.
Izuku howls at the combined stimulation, not caring about how loud his is being nor does he even realise how close he is too coming. Everything builds and builds until with a few final tugs of cock and his fingers pressed hard into his prostate, his knot swells to full size and he is coming all over the bed.
In an instant, he collapses to the bed in a boneless heap, hissing as his sensitive knot brushes against the quilt. Even though he’s lying in a puddle of his own come, Izuku is too blissed out to care, this is the most sated he’s ever felt - although it still feels like something is missing, or rather someone.
His drowsy eyes have a hard time staying open and his frame trembles as he comes down from the over stimulation. With all the energy sapped from his body, he can’t bring himself to even lift an arm to pull his blanket over himself, so he falls into a deep sleep curled up on his quilt.
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Izuku blinks his eyes open as the sunlight streaming in from the window disturbs his sleep, his body feels like dead weight as he stretches out his stiff limbs. As he rolls over he becomes aware of the slight ache in his ass, everything comes flooding back to his sleep addled mind and he shoots up and out of bed, grimacing.
‘Holy shit I really did that!’ He screams, internally. He hadn’t meant to go so far, it was a spur of the moment decision, although he couldn’t really find it in himself to regret it and damn had it felt good to give in.
So that’s what he continues to do and to say he is addicted would be an understatement. Every night before bed, when he excuses himself to ‘study’ in his room, even in the communal showers after his classmates have just left, he fucks himself on his fingers, biting down hard onto his palm to smother the noises that try to escape. Every time he comes, it fill him with a fleeting sense of relief even if he has taken to unconventional methods.
It consumes his mind, it’s like an itch he can’t scratch. It consumes him so much, he doesn’t notice the change in his behaviour, or the fact that Katsuki notices the change in his behaviour. He can’t stand to be around the blond for more than a few seconds or that ache in his body returns tenfold and it takes all his strength not to jump Katsuki then and there. He does feel bad for cancelling study session and training with the other alpha but he know it best for the both of them, Katsuki doesn’t need Izuku, another alpha, pining after him. It does come back to bite him in the ass eventually, when he’s in his room, spent after getting himself off again. The loud series of knocks at the door startling him out of his post-orgasm bliss.
“Just a second” He yells, scrambling to pull his sweats back on. A fist hits the door again, just as he swipes at the lock, pulling the door open to reveal an angry Katsuki. His face is marked with a deep frown and his eye brows are even more furrowed than usual.
‘Kacchan what are you do-“
The blonde doesn’t give Izuku time to finish his question before he comes barrelling into the room, shoving Izuku to the side and slamming the door shut behind him. The room is suddenly filled with Katsuki’s domineering presence and strong scent, which is tinged with anger. The effect Katsuki has on Izuku is instant, his knees are near buckling at the force at which Katsuki’s scent invades his senses.
“Who is it?” Katsuki barks at him, turning to look him dead in the eye. Izuku gapes at him, entirely confused at the question.
“W- who? what?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, you idiot”
The short distance between them is closed as Katsuki crowds his space, large hands grasping at Izuku’s arms. He finds himself being spun around and pinned to his bed, Katsuki leering over him like a predator on prey and it has excitement zipping through Izuku’s veins - even if he is slightly concerned.
“I’m only gonna ask one more time” Katsuki’s mouth turns into an vicious snarl, sharp fangs glinting out from his upturned lip. Izuku gulps, completely frozen under Katsuki’s wolffish gaze.
“Who the hell have you been fucking?”
‘Huh?’ It’s like glass shattering around him, breaking him out of Kacchan induced trance, where the hell has he gotten that idea from? Izuku almost wants to laugh but the look on Katsuki’s face tells him that would do more harm than good.
“Kacchan what? I- I haven’t done that with anyone” Izuku stammers, trying and failing to wriggle out of Katsuki’s grasp but the taller alpha just grips harder. “I have no idea what you’re talking about!”
“You think I’m too fucking stupid to notice hah?” Katsuki growls. “You think I don’t see the way you limp around, the way you turn up to dinner all red and sweaty, that you’ve been avoiding me, yeah I fucking see it”
“Kacchan wait I haven-“
“Don’t fucking lie to me, shitty Deku, who is it? Half-and-half? Glasses? Who’s fucking throat do I have to rip out?”
Izuku can feel the anger rolling of Katsuki in waves, his scent is dark and overpowering and should have Izuku’s alpha throwing itself into attack mode, but instead all he wants is to comfort Katsuki, soothe him until the anger is gone. Although, he can’t fully understand why Katsuki cares even if he was involved with one of his classmates, is it because Todoroki and Iida are also both alphas? Does Katsuki hate alpha/alpha relationships that much to get so worked up?
He blinks up at Katsuki’s imposing form, noting the hatred burning in his scarlet eyes. Izuku feels the tears streaming down his cheeks before he even knows he’s crying, he feels so incredibly stupid. He was so attached to the Kacchan in his head, who would caress him and kiss him, despite their secondary genders and now all of that has been snatched away in an instant.
Activating 5% of one for all is all it takes for him to shove Katsuki off of him and have him stumbling back. Next, Izuku darts for the door, tears blurring his vision. As his hand wraps around the handle he feels the full weight of kacchan crash into his back, he cries out as he is trapped against the door. Izuku throws his elbow back intending to catch Kacchan in the ribs, but the blond is too quick and he catches Izuku’s arm in a brutal grip.
“Stop”
An alpha command, he should’ve been able to easily contest it and continue fighting, maybe even save the last of his dignity. But the command came from Kacchan and everything about him goes against his alpha nature so his body can do nothing but comply, he slumps against the door, all the fight leeched from his body.
“ That wasn’t so hard was it” Katsuki pants against his ear, sounding a little too smug for Izuku’s liking. “Now, you’re going to tell me what’s been going on these last few weeks, got it?”
Dread is all Izuku feels. He can’t reveal those things to Kacchan, what would he think? That Izuku is some deranged, Alpha pervert? On the other hand, getting these feelings out in the open would be a weight off his shoulders, maybe Katsuki would even be understanding, maybe. Weighing up his options seems to be taking to much time as the alpha groans in impatience behind him.
Fuck it.
“ I haven’t done... t- that with anyone... but I touch myself... there... s- sometimes”
A few moments pass as Katsuki ponders over Izuku’s words, the room is filled with a tense silence while the blond is still firmly pressed against the length of Izuku’s back. Izuku can smell his own scent, filled with worry and slight sadness. Around them Katsuki’s own scent morphs into something new, probably in response to Izuku’s, one filled with possessiveness and... lust.
“Good” is all Katsuki grunts out before he drops his head to Izuku’s neck, sharp teeth nibbling at his scent gland. Izuku gives out a weak cry, something between and moan and a noise of protest, this is all too much for him to handle. Yet, his body is putty in Katsuki’s arms as he melts back against him.
“K- Kacchan wait-“
“Shh, Deku” Katsuki whispers into his neck. Katsuki continues laving attention onto his scent gland, coaxing a soft, sweet relaxed smell from the smaller alpha that quickly overpowers his previous sour scent that dominated the room.
This has not been what Izuku had expected at all, when Katsuki burst into his room, unannounced. Katsuki was mad because he was jealous?
“Oi, Deku” Katsuki’s low growl snaps Deku out of his thoughts, the blonde lifts his head from Izuku shoulders and spins the boy around to face him. “Listen up”
“Never let anyone else touch you like this, at all”
Izuku peers up at Katsuki’s face, searching for any trace of insincerity in his gaze. He feels like he’s in a dream, floating.
“You belong to me, Deku, doesn’t matter if you’re a fucking alpha, got it?”
Izuku’s heart is hammering in his chest, if this is a dream he never wants to wake up.
“Yes, Kacchan”
With that Katsuki’s lips are on his, in a fierce kiss that completely derails every thought in Izuku’s head. Katsuki’s lips are harsh and frantic as they work against his own, swallowing every little noise that gasps from Izuku’s mouth.
Large hands smooth over Izuku’s body, following the hard lines of his muscles, down to grip at his ass, groping the plump cheeks, making Izuku huff against his lips. Izuku’s own arms loop up and around Katsuki’s neck, his hands gripping at the short hair at the nape of Katsuki’s neck. Their tongues tangle as the kiss deepens, Katsuki taking complete control over Izuku’s mouth.
They reluctantly break apart, panting in each other’s mouth. Izuku can feel his cheeks flame red when he notices how red and spit slicked Katsuki’s lip are.
“Get on the bed”
The command is instantly obeyed, he crawls into the bed, awkwardly shuffling into the centre, patiently waiting for his next order.
“Go on then” Katsuki urges. “Present”
His breathe hitches in his throat, no amount of imagining Kacchan could have ever prepared him for this. Yet in his core, he aches with the need to show katsuki how good he can be, how he can be the perfect mate, so much better than any omega.
He averts his eyes - anywhere but Katsuki. Izuku turns his back to the other alpha, slowly settling himself down on his shoulders, making sure his back in arched in a perfect curve.
“You sure you’re an alpha? Presenting your ass like that” Katsuki chuckles lowly, startling Izuku as he slides onto the bed behind him. His sweats are tugged down without a beat of hesitation, he whines, trying to squeeze his thighs together, feeling exposed.
“None of that” Is his only warning, before Katsuki brings his hand down on his bare ass, the sting follows instantly, forcing a yelp out of Izuku. “It’s time I enjoy what’s mine”
Slow and purposeful touches smooth over his ass and lower back, like feathers, so gentle in comparison to Katsuki’s tone and demeanour. He sighs contentedly into the touch, subtlety pushing his ass back trying to entice Kacchan.
“Please, Kacchan, more”
Izuku can’t help but be greedy, he finally has Katsuki where he’s wanted him for so long.
“What? Here?” Katsuki breaths, his tone teasing, Izuku can practically hear the smirk on his face.
Izuku can feel Katsuki’s breathe ghost over his hole as he leans down, even the most minuscule touch drives Izuku wild. He wiggles his hips, desperate for contact.
“Kacchan, please” He whines, as tears of desperation build up in his glassy, emerald eyes.
“Since you asked so nicely”
The first brush of Katsuki’s tongue against his opening has him shuddering in pleasure, it’s so warm and wet as it laps at his furled hole sending heat all throughout his body. Katsuki starts off slow, getting him used to the feeling before he deepens his ministrations.
Katsuki fucks his tongue in deep, using his thumbs to hold Izuku’s hole open to spear his tongue inside even further, thoroughly enjoying Izuku’s taste. While the other boy moans loudly and tries desperately to grind his ass back on that skilled tongue, but Katsuki moves his hands to keep a firm grip on his hips. With every lick and suck from Katsuki’s mouth, Izuku loses his mind as lust and want take over.
“You like that huh?” Katsuki breaks away, letting his spit drip from Izuku’s wet hole and growls into his skin. “You’re meant to be like this, meant to be my bitch”
He places one last kiss to the puckered hole before he sits back to rid himself of his clothes, now that his hard cock is straining against his sweats. Impatient whines escape Izuku as he mourns the lose of contact, the ache in his core has returned in full force, he needs katsuki inside him, how can he ever be satisfied with his fingers now that he knows he can have this?
Shakily, he reaches back, spreading his cheeks to present his twitching hole to Katsuki, who’s just pulling off his vest.
“Fuck” Katsuki’s low growl fills the room and sends a shiver reverberating up Izuku’s spine, the alpha obviously affected by Izuku’s lewd display. One hands grasps at his hips, the grip tight and red hot, Katsuki’s other hand guides his fat, throbbing dick to Izuku’s hole. He doesn’t push in but he shallowly fucks up and down Izuku’s crack, the head occasionally catching on Izuku’s hole.
“You want it so bad, slut?”
“Yes yes! Kacchan, please” He babbles, mind delirious with want.
Before he can beg again, he is flipped unceremoniously onto his back, legs splayed, framing his cock, that’s hard and leaking against his belly. He must be a sight - cheeks pink and wet with tears, eyes dazed and unfocused. Although, Katsuki ignores him, in favour of hopping off the bed to rummage through Izuku’s bedside table.
He appears again, Izuku’s nearly finish bottle of lube clutched in his hand. Instinct takes over Izuku’s movements as he spreads his legs, giving Katsuki space to move back between his thighs.
“Good boy” Katuski breathes, pleased at Izuku’s obedience, he wastes no time in getting the cap off and coating his fingers with a generous amount. He fits his clean hand under Izuku’s left knee, pushing the leg up to his chest to get a better angle to peer at his hole, that twitches with need.
With a smirk, Katsuki pushes one finger in, it sinks in easily and the soft noise Izuku lets out adds to the fire simmering under his skin, he’s been waiting just as long as Izuku has for this, spending his ruts alone, craving to have Izuku with him as he strokes his dick through another unsatisfying orgasm. So he soaks in every whine, every subtle twitch as he fucks the alpha’s hole open, adding another finger.
“That feel good?”
Glazed-over eyes flutter to his Katsuki’s face, as he softly nods his head, the feeling of the fingers dragging over his inner walls was welcome and familiar, even if Katsuki’s were slightly thicker, that just made it that much better.
“S’ready Kacchan” He whines impatiently, wiggling his hips enticingly, he can see the way Katsuki watches his hole entranced with an intense hunger in his eyes.
“Hmm I don’t think so” Katuski snorts, adding a third finger, groaning at the gape in Izuku’s pretty, pink hole when he pulls his thick digits out before fucking them back.
“Kacchaaaan please” It sounds close to a sob, he needs Katsuki’s dick in him like yesterday, the frustration and ache are scratching at his skin, making him squirm.
“If you say so” The blonde sighs, pulling his fingers free. Izuku whines, hole clenching down, trying to keep that delicious stretch in him.
“Thought you wanted my dick? Make up your mind, slut” Katsuki chuckles darkly, fully entertained by Izuku’s desperation. Izuku fixes Katsuki with a glare, there’s not much heat behind it, but he doesn’t want Katsuki to know that.
Izuku watches with rapt attention as Katsuki reaches down with his hand to grasp at his cock, he spreads even more lube on the hard flesh. The sheer size of it has Izuku gulping nervously, maybe he did need the excessive prep, but it’s too late now as he feels the head of it press at his loosened hole.
At the sting of pain that follows, Izuku snaps his teeth at the other alpha, growling lowly at the uncomfortable invasion of his body as Katsuki slowly pushes inside. In return, Katsuki snarls back, forcing Izuku back into submission against the mattress, his body going pliant allowing Katsuki to shove more of his cock in and he lets his bared teeth skim over the sensitive skin of his neck as he leans completely over him.
“You wanted it” He pants, moving his head to lick up the tears that stream down Izuku’s face. And Izuku does want it, more than anything, he wants Katsuki completely so he tries his best to relax and accept all of that thick cock inside him.
Katsuki groans when he finally get his cock in to the hilt and his hips press against Izuku’s ass.
“Fuck, such a good boy, so tight” He pants into the crook of the other alpha’s neck, huffing in the mint and cloves scent that pours out and fills his soul, he knows this is the scent of his true mate. Izuku whimpers at the stretch, he feels like he’s splitting in half and god, does it feel good, like the gaping hole in his being has been filled, by the one person he knew it had to be.
“Move, Kacchan, please”
No more time is wasted as Katsuki starts moving his hips, slowly at first, testing the waters, letting his cock shallowly fuck in and out of the tight wetness he never wants to leave. With every tentative brush against his prostate, Izuku mewls, hands gripping tight onto to Katsuki’s shoulders, leaving behind red scratches as his nails bite the skin.
It becomes increasingly harder for Katsuki to hold back with each lewd noise he fucks from the other alpha, each one makes his head grow fuzzier, needing to pound hard and deep until his cock has permanently carved a space in Izuku’s insides.
“More Kacchan, need it” Izuku cries out, and it’s all Katsuki wants to hear. He pulls his cock all the way out to the tip before thrusting it back in, his speed increasing as he loses himself in feeling.
“This what you wanted huh? My dick the only thing -fuck- that can satisfy a slut like you?”
“Mmm Kacchan” Izuku slurs, repeating his nickname for Katsuki like a mantra with every pass of his dick, his teary eyes pleading up at him for something.
“I’ve got you”
He pounds Izuku’s ass like a crazed animal, relishing in the way Izuku near screams on his dick, he can feel his knot forming at the base and he can’t wait to see Izuku stretched wide around it. Izuku’s own dick lays hard and ignored against his stomach, not that Katsuki cares, he’s sure he can get him to come from his dick alone.
“S- so close” Izuku moans, everything in him is pulled tight, just waiting to explode, he aches with the need for something he can’t articulate, his mind too overrun with sensation. He unconsciously tries to pull Katsuki’s head to his neck, whining when the alpha doesn’t budge.
“Wh-?” Katsuki catches onto what Izuku wants pretty quickly, a mating bite. He can’t deny the ache isn’t there in his own fangs, that drip with venom. He’s never imagined he’d have anyone else as his mate.
“Are you sure?” He asks, hips still working in and out, his knot so close to popping in as it brushes against Izuku’s rim. The alpha under him frantically nods his head, then tilts his head giving Katsuki room.
“Fuck” he bites out, looking down at Izuku spread so pretty, hole stretched wide around his cock, scent glad obediently displayed. With no further thought, he sinks his fangs into Izuku’s neck, snarling when he tastes blood on his tongue.
Their bond is instantaneous, it fills both their bodies with electrifying pleasure as they come, Katsuki’s knot locking them together, pumping his load deep inside as Izuku’s dick shoots over his stomach, his knot fully formed, coming untouched.
The room is filled with their panting and flooded with their combined scents, Katsuki uses the last of his energy to turn them over so he can cradle Izuku against his chest, the smaller alpha hissing when Katsuki’s knot tugs against his sensitive rim.
Izuku lays boneless, never having felt this satiated before and there’s no nagging guilty feeling that tells him he’s a freak either. He snuggles into Katsuki’s neck, content never to move again.
“Yeah s’cosy and all but I think we’ll need to move eventually, I’m not sleeping with your cum on me”
Did he say that out loud?
Izuku props his chin on Katsuki’s chest so he can pout up at the alpha.
“You try moving after having a knot in your ass” He huffs petulantly.
“Yeah, no thanks”
“I rest my case”
“Then I’ll just carry you”
The image of being coddled by Katsuki flashes in his mind, of being pampered and washed in the bath with Katsuki’s own gentle hands that are currently tracing shapes into the skin of his back.
“That might work”
The blonde snorts, mumbling ‘princess’ as he places a kiss on Izuku’s forehead. It’s almost overwhelming to have this, Izuku’s still not sure he’s not dreaming.
“Are we- “ He starts, suddenly growing nervous. “Mates now?”
“Ouch” he yelps as Katsuki flicks him in the same place he’d just placed a kiss.
“I didn’t claim you ‘coz I want to be mates with some other extra, dumbass”
“... I guess”
With a growl, Katsuki pushes them up, sitting with Izuku firmly in his lap.
“Listen, I’m only gonna say this once more, I want to be with you, alpha or not, forever, got it?”
“I- I want to be with you too, Kacchan, forever” He smiles.
“I would hope so”
They fall back into a comfortable silence, nothing else crossing their minds other than soaking in each other’s everything. No thought of what their peers, teachers or parents will say about their unconventional match up.
Then after another 15 minutes or so Katsuki’s knot finally deflates and it slips out with a rush of cum, leaving Izuku’s hole feeling disappointedly empty. He greedily pushes himself back, wanting to be full again.
“No, absolutely not” Katsuki grips his hips not letting him move an inch.
“But-“
“No buts, if you want to be able to walk at all for school tomorrow, that’s definitely not happening”
“So mean, Kacchan” He flops back down onto the bed, whining as the bite on his neck starts stinging as the pheromones fade away.
“You good?”
Izuku blinks up at Katsuki in all his naked, confident glory as the alpha stands to snatch a towel from Izuku’s bath pile. He returns and starts wiping away the come from Izuku’s body with gentle strokes, like Izuku is a delicate thing to be protected and not an alpha on his way to becoming the number one hero with an amazing quirk that allows him to send villains hurtling through walls. It makes him feel special and wanted.
“Yeah I think I am”