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Assistant: Title: Katsuki hates him
        Author: MiwaBnun8 undefined 
        Chapter: 5/5 
        Summary: Midoriya Izuku is Shouto's manager.Or that's what it says on the papers but in reality, he's the boss. He runs Shouto's agency, he runs Shouto's relationships, he runs Shouto's house, he runs Shouto's life.Let's try again. Midoriya Izuku is Pro Hero Shouto's manager. He also happens to be one of his best friends. And his roommate. And the love of his life. And the bane of Katsuki's f@ck@ng existence.He is so g@dd@mn sick and tired of seeing Shouto trail after that oblivious f@ck@ng dwarf like the love sick puppy he is."Get out." He is also very sick and tired of Shouto in general. ~~~ Slow to update!!! SLOW TO UPDATE📢📢📢 TodoBaku is the endgame.This is the first chapter of who knows how many. I haven't wrote the rest of this so read at your own risk cause I don't know when I will update the next chapter.
        Contents: Chapter 5: He looks like something to be worshiped
    

    


      
        
          I AM HERE! With sm@t! Everybody cheer!🥳🥳 
  I edited the previous chapters. Nothing big just some spelling and grammar.
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  Updating the tags with every chapter let's gooooo!!!
 If you're thinking to yourselves "why didn't you tag everything when you first posted this fic?" it's because I didn't think half of this stuff would be in it. I'm making this sh@t up as I go. I started this with the thought of manager Izuku and TDBK shower s@x and somehow it turned into this.And about the editing, it's because I've been learning so much English by writing this.Stupid f@ck@ng language btw (Affectionate) it's so unnecessarily complicated. Every time I think to myself I've mastered it, I find another f@ck@ng mistake in my writing.January 9, 2025 - 6227 words
            
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    "Tag teaming us at the same time? Must be war out there again." He drawls, lips stretching up in a devilish grin."Please don't joke about that, Touya-nii." Shouto looks him up and down as he sits on the opposite side of the table."You're no fun, baby brother." He tsks, "Whatever. Why are you and the sun shines out of my ass blondie visiting me and Tenko at the same time? Can't be cause you missed us.""I always miss you." Shouto tells him."You're way past a faulty wire. The whole system needs replacing. F@ck's sake." Katsuki mutters next to him."Katsuki!""What? Not like I'm wrong! Gotta be f@ck@ng bananas to miss this d-"Shouto puts a hand on his mouth, "If you wanna insult my brother, you can come back another day without me."He turns back to Touya."Hello.""Hello sweetheart." He smirks, "Wanna tell me what's this little visit's about?""We have some news we need to tell you.""Good news or bad news?" Touya asks."Um... somewhere in the middle? I think." He bites the inside of his cheek, resisting the urge to look at Katsuki for reassurance."All Might Junior is visiting to tell Tenko this... news too?" He narrows his eyes, looking from Shouto to Katsuki and back."His Hero name is Lemillion." Shouto says instead of answering."Good for him." Touya waves a dismissing hand, "What's the news?"Shouto takes a breath. It'll be okay. It has to."We've been informed, that the commission is considering extending your sentences."Touya chuckles. He makes a motion with his hand to keep talking. So Shouto does."They want to give you 10 more years." He says.Touya taps the table with his fingers. Once, twice, thrice."Both of us?" His blue eyes bore through Shouto. Sharp.He opens his mouth. Nothing comes out. His mouth feels dry. He looks away from Touya."They wanna give both of us 10 years?" Touya asks again. Voice slightly louder.His stomach feels like it's tied into knots."Shouto." It's quieter, but no less harsh, "Answer me."Shouto grabs Katsuki's hand under the table and squeezes."Just you." Katsuki tells him."And Tenko?""Life."Touya is quiet for a few moments.Shouto doesn't dare look at him. He looks down at his hand, intertwined with Katsuki's. His hands are smaller than Shouto's, slender, less soft, but prettier. Much, much prettier. Especially with his dark red nail polish.Shouto lets himself think about kissing them, thinks of them caressing his skin, cupping his face. It's a nice fantasy."Look at me." Touya demands.He doesn't sound angry. He sounds... determined. His eyes are locked on Shouto when he looks up."I either get out of this hellhole with Tenko or I'll die here with him." It's not a question. It's not a demand. It's a statement. Shouto knows Touya would do anything to make it true."It won't come to that." He clears his throat, "We won't let them extend your sentences.""Yeah? Who's we?""Me, Lemillion, All Might."Shouto looks at Touya's hands on the table...."And?""Um- well... Izuku and Katsuki as well."His skin looks dry. And there are small cracks on his fingers...."And?""And Natsuo-nii. And a team of lawyers."Maybe the new cream Natsuo-nii got him isn't working. Shouto should-"And?" Touya presses."The f@ck you fishing for? That's it!" Katsuki finally snaps."You think I'm stupid? Think you can "We've been informed" your way out of saying names?" Touya snaps back, "Only guy who could give you that kinda information is f@ck@ng birdbrain! If you're involving him, I wanna know.""We're not involving him." Touya gives him a disbelieving look, "We're not!" Shouto insists."What then?""We just- he just- he's..." Shouto trails off, uncertain what to say."Technically, he can't be involved." Katsuki comes to his rescue."What does that mean?""Means you're overestimating his freedom to get involved in sh@t like this." Katsuki scoffs, "Yeah he's got more say now, but he's still working for the commission. Those f@ck@rs ain't gonna let him do whatever the f@ck he wants. Best he can do is give us information."Touya doesn't seem convinced. Or maybe he knew all of this already and his problem was something else."You won't survive 10 more years in Tartarus." Shouto says quietly."What does that have to do with-""Tenko will." Shouto cuts him off.Touya stiffens. Shouto doesn't stop."Have you ever considered that he doesn't want to be without you as much as you don't want to be without him?" He watches Touya.His hands are gripping the table. He's sneering, glaring at Shouto. It's not what he wants to hear. Shouto knows. He doesn't like saying it to him either. But it has to be said.Before he can open his mouth again, Touya abruptly stands up, moving towards the door and banging on it."We're done here." He sneers."Nii-san." Shouto stands up as well.A guard opens the door."Nii-san." Shouto presses.The guard cuffs Touya's hands."We're not involving him!"Touya doesn't look back as the guard drags him out of the room.Mirio-senpai hasn't finished talking to Tenko by the time they get out. Shouto takes that to mean he's having better luck with their conversation.They get in his car, waiting for him.Shouto presses his head to the steering wheel, sighing."I blew it.""You didn't blew it.""I did!" He turns to look at Katsuki, "There's no way Touya-nii is going to listen to a thing the lawyers ask of him after that!""That won't happen. You got through to him.""I got..." Shouto laughs incredulously, "Did we see the same thing in there? I upset him so much he got up and left!""And you got through to him." Shouto opens his mouth to protest but Katsuki keeps talking, "You only saw how upset you made him cause that's all you were worried about. But I saw it. What you were trying to do, it worked.""You... you really think so?" Shouto asks hesitantly."He wants nothing to do with Keigo because of Twice. But you got him thinking that he should care about the living instead of the dead.""Tenko." Shouto says."Yup. He got p@ss@d cause he knew you were right. And one look at his boyfriend after that is gonna be enough to get him to agree to anything we ask of him.""That... sounds bad when you say it like that." He points out.Katsuki laughs. Shouto stares. He's so pretty when he laughs.They're silent for a while after that. Katsuki stares out the window. Waiting for Mirio-senpai to come out and tell them what happened on his side, Shouto guesses."Keigo?" He asks after a few minutes. It's been on his mind since last night. When Katsuki used the other Hero's name so casually."Hmm?" He keeps looking out the window."You used his given name. Just now. And last night."Katsuki turns his head and looks at Shouto. His eyebrows lifted, expression puzzled."Whose given name?" He asks, his head c@cked to the side."Hawks. You keep referring to him as Keigo."Katsuki frowns."Just now. You said-""I know what I said." Katsuki regards him for a moment, "Been calling him that for a while."His stomach churns and Shouto presses his lips together."Why?"Katsuki shrugs.Shouto watches his face for a second. Katsuki watches him back.He reaches out and grabs his arm, pulling the blonde across the seats and on his lap."What the f@ck!" Katsuki curses.Shouto kisses him. He presses their lips together and kisses him hard. Katsuki groans.Shouto moves his hand under Katsuki's shirt, his palm against Katsuki's back, pushing him forward.He bites his lips, tugging Katsuki's lip between his teeth."Ahh f@ck Shouto!" Katsuki's hands grip his arms and he squeezes, fingers digging into his skin. Shouto revels in it. Katsuki never deliberately leaves marks on him. Shouto cherishes all the unintentional ones.He pulls on Katsuki's pants. Tugging the zipper and almost ripping the thing in the process.He gets it open enough to get Katsuki's c@ck out. He squeezes it in his hand and Katsuki moans.Shouto sucks on his jaw. He laps at his skin and drags his lips down Katsuki's throat, biting at him, sucking his neck as he listens to the sounds Katsuki makes."F@ck Shouto..." He whines. Shouto ignores him.He pulls his hand out of Katsuki's shirt, shoving it in his collar, on his chest. He tugs on a nipple, twisting. Katsuki keens on his lap, his thighs shaking.Shouto drags his collar down, putting his chest on full view in front of him. He attaches his lips to his nipple, biting it so hard Katsuki screams.His body shakes, his hands go to Shouto's shoulders and he tries to push him back. Shouto doesn't move.He bites him again. And again. And again. Katsuki sobs miserably in his lap."Sho please." He whines."Say it."Katsuki whines again.Shouto bites on his other nipple. He squeezes Katsuki's c@ck harder as he listens to him pant and cry."Say it.""I'm yours." Katsuki mutters."What?""I'm yours." He says, louder."Mine?" Shouto puts his hand on the back of Katsuki's neck."Yours." He nods.Shouto slaps his c@ck and Katsuki screams."Open your eyes and look at me when you say it." He demands. Katsuki sobs.He blinks watery eyes open. Shouto looks in his red—beautiful, the most beautiful—eyes and slaps his c@ck again."Who do you belong to?""You." Katsuki blinks and tears fall on his cheeks. Shouto wants to kiss them away.He does."Say it again." He presses his lips under Katsuki's eye, catching salty tears with his mouth."I belong to you. F@ck sho sho please." He begs.Shouto takes his time licking his tear-stained cheek, then the other one. One would say it's pointless, because in seconds more tears run down his face. But Shouto isn't doing this to clean Katsuki's face.His palm hits Katsuki's c@ck again, harder than before, and he watches as tears fall on his face faster."Please what?""Touc- touch me. Touch me, please."The sound of another slap on his c@ck echoes around the car, and so does Katsuki's hitching breath."I am touching you." Shouto informs him, a little cruelly."That's not- not- ah..." He wiggles, his hips jerking. Shouto hits his c@ck again."What? What do you want, Katsuki? Be clear.""F@ck f@ck sho, sho touc- touch my c@ck, please please, wann-" Shouto twists his nipple between his fingers and Katsuki chokes on his words, "Ah ah ah... wanna come... please.""Is that it? I said be clear Katsuki. I'm already touching your c@ck." He slaps him again, as a reminder, "See?"Katsuki's lips shake as he tries to form the proper words."I... ahh... t- move it- ahhhh move your hand... on my coc- wrap- wrap it around my c@ck and- and- ahhh." His voice cracks as Shouto continues to twist and torture his sensitive nipple."Sho... ah ah Shouto please please ahhh-" Shouto chuckles.Katsuki's face is flushed, wet with his tears, his mouth open as he struggles with words. Shouto kisses him. Katsuki doesn't have the energy to stop him right now, so he allows some gentleness to bleed into his actions as he presses soft kisses to his jaw, his cheeks, his chin."You know, I could tell you a thousand times how pretty you look when you beg and it still wouldn't be enough." He whispers against Katsuki's lips."Tell me you're mine again.""Please Shouto." Katsuki whines.Shouto lets go of his nipple. He rubs it with his fingers and Katsuki moans quietly. Shouto puts both hands on Katsuki's cheeks, cupping his face. He squeezes a little, pushing Katsuki's cheeks up. He looks into his pretty red eyes and kisses his lips softly."Just one more time.""I'm yours." Katsuki breathes against his lips, quietly.Shouto wraps a hand around his c@ck, moving his hand at a steady pace. Katsuki trembles and writhes on top of him. He's beautiful. So so beautiful."How does that feel?"Katsuki gulps, his tongue lolls out, his eyes rolling back."That good huh." Shouto huffs a laugh. It lacks any actual joy because he feels disgusted. Not with Katsuki, but with himself.Because how can he do that? Hurt someone he loves like that? Regardless of the fact that Katsuki clearly likes it, Shouto is doing this... Shouto has been doing this to him for months.He did it with Touya too. Today. Only minutes ago. Hurt him so deeply because Touya needed it.
  Is he destined to only hurt the people he loves?

  He feels like a monster.
Katsuki mumbles something. Shouto puts one hand on his nape, pulling his face closer to him by his neck."What is that?""Fast- uh uh faster." He mutters.Shouto shoves his face in Katsuki's hair, smelling him, his scent, his sweat, his dear strawberry shampoo that he wouldn't admit he loves at gunpoint."Why should I?"Katsuki sobs. He's close, so close, but unable to c@m because of Shouto's slow movement. He presses his face to Shouto's neck. His damp cheeks are cold against Shouto's skin."Please sho, please please please Shouto." He pleads."Those aren't reasons. That's just you begging."Katsuki mewls pathetically. He grips Shouto's waist and tries to move his hips, get enough friction to finish the job himself.Judging by the frustrated sounds he makes, it doesn't work."I need it. Please, I need you to- ah ah ahhh Sho please, I need it, I need it, I need it.""Is that it?" Shouto asks slowly, "Is that all you have? You need it?""Yes! Yes please!" He cries."You're such a needy sl@t. That's all the reasoning you have for anything you want."Katsuki has started crying again. Shouto can feel the wetness on his neck where he's pressing his face."Go on. Say it.""Please-""You know I won't let you c@m until you say it." Shouto reminds him, "Be good and tell me what you are.""Yours!" He breaks, "I'm a sl@t! I'm your sl@t! F@ck please please.""My sl@t?""Yes! Yours yours yours! F@ck f@ck f@ck c’mon please, I need it! Please!"It doesn't take him long after that. He weeps as he c@ms, his body twitching as his c@m paints Shouto's shirt and pants.He falls against Shouto's chest, slumped. Shouto pushes his head further between his neck and shoulder.Katsuki's blonde locks tickle his throat slightly."Don't call him Keigo again."Katsuki grunts.Shouto plays with his hair. Gently rubbing Katsuki's head with his fingertips. It feels nice.Katsuki is tired now. He'll push Shouto off and pull away in a little. He always does.Until then, Shouto wraps an arm around his waist and continues to rub his head softly.Katsuki is still in his lap when Mirio-senpai taps on the window a few minutes later.Shouto nods at Mirio-senpai in greeting. He would assume his talk with Tenko went well based on his bright smile if he didn't know him."I didn't know you guys were dating!" Is the first thing Mirio-senpai says when Shouto rolls the window down. Or more accurately, he whispers. Enthusiastically."We're not." Shouto tells him, "Why are you whispering?"Mirio-senpai points at Katsuki. Shouto blinks at him."He's sleeping." He whispers again."Oh.""Yeah." He smiles at Shouto."How did it go?" Shouto asks quietly."It was good." Mirio-senpai says."Yeah?""Yeah! I'll tell you guys all about it at the meeting with the lawyers tomorrow! Take care Todoroki." He waves at him and walks away towards his car.Shouto watches him go.He hadn't noticed Katsuki was sleeping. Though it's not uncommon for him to fall asleep after s@x. It's something Shouto secretly enjoys, because it gives him the opportunity to cuddle with Katsuki for hours afterwards.He feels horrible that he has to wake him up. They can't stay outside a prison for hours. And the position he's sleeping in isn't good for his neck.Shouto runs his fingers through Katsuki's hair. His other hand rubbing his back slowly."Katsuki." He calls him gently.It takes a couple of tries until Katsuki grumbles, shoving his face in Shouto's chest. Shouto smiles."Katsuki. You have to wake up.""Don't hav'ta do sh@t." He grunts.He's so adorable. Shouto has to resist the urge to press a kiss to his hair."Yes you do." He says.Katsuki presses forward more, pushing his body into Shouto's."F@ck off princess." He mutters against Shouto's collarbone.It takes Shouto a second to realize what he said.He...He...Katsuki hasn't called him that in years. He hasn't...He stopped sometime before graduation. It... Shouto missed it. He missed it so much.Katsuki used to call him that a lot. He used to call him lots of names. Princess, pretty boy, shortcake.Shouto liked them. He liked being called those things by Katsuki. They sounded much more affectionate than Icyhot and half-and-half. Which are what Katsuki reverted back to after high school.Shouto never knew why.Katsuki grumbles again, pushing his head against Shouto's frozen hand in his hair. Reminding Shouto of a cat demanding head pats. Shouto doesn't start petting him.What happened in their third year? Why did Katsuki decide Shouto wasn't worthy of his affection anymore? They were planning on moving in together, him and Katsuki and Izuku, but Katsuki told them he'd changed his mind.They were inseparable before then.
  What happened?
He pulls his hand out of Katsuki's hair. He shakes him, hard. Katsuki makes a sound of surprise.Shouto looks in his half-open, sleepy eyes."We're in the car. Outside Tartarus." Katsuki blinks sluggishly at him."I need you to move to your seat so I can drive us home."Katsuki is quiet as Shouto helps him back to his seat and cleans him up as best as he can. His own shirt and pants are a lost cause, with Katsuki's dried c@m on them.The ride back home is quiet."You talk to Mirio-senpai?" Katsuki asks when they're in their apartment's parking lot."Yes. He said it went well. He'll tell us more about it tomorrow."Shouto gets out of the car and walks to the other side, opening the door for Katsuki. He receives a glare.Lovely."I ain't some lady you took on a date." He barks at Shouto and gets off."I've never taken a lady on a date. Or anyone." He reaches for Katsuki's waist, warping his arm around him."Oi! You sh@t! Let me g-" He yelps, almost falling as he tries to walk away.Shouto grabs his wrist and pulls him back to his side. Why does he have to be so stubborn?"Let me help you.""I don't need your help you f@ck@ng half-and-half b@st@rd!"Shouto locks his car, puts the keys in his pocket, and picks Katsuki up by his thighs, with his head on Shouto's shoulder."You're still half asleep. You'll hurt yourself walking into a wall."He can't see his face, but he knows Katsuki is pouting. He does that sometimes. When he's so angry but has no energy to show it by yelling.The elevator ride to Katsuki's place is filled with his quiet, angry muttering in Shouto's neck. Shouto doesn't say anything back to him, but he starts running his fingers through Katsuki's hair again.He fishes his keys out when they get off the elevator, opening the door. He glares at the nosy—stalker—neighbor next door before going inside.He puts Katsuki down gently, leaning him on the wall. He locks the door and takes his shoes off. Then he kneels in front of Katsuki to help him take his shoes off."You staying?"Shouto hums.He puts their shoes in their place and gets up."Come on, I'll help you shower." He wraps his arm around Katsuki's waist, leading him towards the bathroom."Don't need your help." He grumbles."I know." He doesn't elaborate.When they get to the bathroom, Katsuki stops him from going further."I can take care of myself." He looks up at Shouto, "Go home Halfy."Shouto pushes forward, pressing his chest to Katsuki's. He notes there's a mark on his jaw, slightly red, and his eyes aren't cloudy anymore, still a little sleepy though, and his hair is messy.He's stunning.Shouto cups his cheek."There's another thing I wanted to tell you that night.""What night?" Katsuki frowns."On your birthday. After you showered, when we were talking in your room." Shouto takes a breath, "You told me I don't have to take care of you. And you were right. I don't have to take care of you, I want to take care of you." He looks in Katsuki's eyes as he speaks.Katsuki looks... Shouto doesn't have words to describe how he looks. The expression on his face is not one Shouto has seen before.He presses his lips together, and his eyes go a little round, a little... a little watery and...Shouto blinks and Katsuki has shoved his face back between his neck and shoulder, his arms around Shouto's waist."O- okay." His voice wobbles, "Take care of me then."Shouto stands there, frozen for a minute.Katsuki is hugging him. Katsuki... he... Katsuki just hugged him. Willingly.Shouto thinks he might be dreaming."I..." He puts his hand on Katsuki's head, speechless.Katsuki's hair is soft under his skin.Shouto walks them inside the bathroom.He takes their clothes off and holds Katsuki under the shower. He washes his hair, his body, dries him after and carries him to the bedroom.It's nothing he hasn't done before.But it feels so different.Katsuki isn't asleep, he's not fighting him, he's just standing and letting Shouto take care of him. It's one of the most surreal experiences of Shouto's life.He sits Katsuki on the bed and moves to go towards the closet, but a hand around his wrist stops him.Katsuki is looking up at him when Shouto turns back. He looks... like a dream, his skin flushed, his eyes wide. He opens his mouth, closes it, and gulps.
Shouto can't help but stare at his throat."I don't... wanna get dressed." Katsuki says.Shouto looks at his bed, his pillows and blankets."Do you want to go back to sleep?" He asks.Katsuki makes a frustrated sound. He squeezes Shouto's wrist and drags him, making Shouto fall on the bed beside him.Shouto stares at the ceiling. He's laying on his back, on Katsuki's bed.Katsuki straddles his lap, sitting with his ass on Shouto's c@ck."I don't wanna get dressed, and I don't want you to get dressed either." He says.And oh.
  Oh.
He doesn't give Shouto time to react, starting to rub his ass on him and Shouto gasps. His hands go to Katsuki's thighs, gripping tightly."Katsuki." He sighs.He lays back, content to watch Katsuki as he moves on his lap, grinding against him. His movements are slow, deliberate, his palms placed on the bed next to Shouto's thighs, his body arched beautifully.His hair shines in the golden lights of the afternoon, coming in through the window. He looks like something to be worshiped. And Shouto would. He'd kneel at Katsuki's feet and worship him, for eternity.He reaches for him, grabbing and pulling him down. Katsuki blows on his face, grinning. His hips don't stop their movements.Shouto changes their positions, laying Katsuki on the bed and pushing his hips on his. Katsuki struggles under him, wriggling his hips. Shouto puts a hand on his stomach, stopping him.He rubs their c@cks against each other, watching as Katsuki goes limp under him, moaning softly.It's a beautiful sight.He's a beautiful sight.Shouto wants to kiss him, wants to rub gentle fingers across his skin, wants to praise him, tell him how mesmerizing he looks, how irresistible he is.He wants to ask.He hasn't asked in so long. It's pointless, Katsuki always gets mad at him for asking.But he wants to. He wants to. Mouth "Do you want me to be gentle?" at him.He doesn't. Katsuki is in a good mood—a very rare occurrence—and Shouto doesn't feel like getting kicked out. Especially now, when they're both naked and hard.Instead, he kisses his jaw, licking at his clean skin. He tastes distantly of soap. A little bitter. Shouto loves it. He sinks his teeth in Katsuki's cheek, ignoring his hiss and grabbing his wrists and pinning them on the bed."F@ck f@ck it hurts! Shouto! Ahh."Shouto tugs his cheek between his teeth, letting go with a smacking sound. He licks his teeth marks, running his tongue on Katsuki's cheek."Mine." He murmurs against his skin.He ruts against Katsuki's thigh, rubbing his c@ck on him, trying to get friction."Shouto Shouto Shouto." Katsuki whines next to his ear, his body twitching under Shouto's."Katsuki Katsuki Katsuki." Shouto whispers back as he traces his mark on him with his tongue, "What do you want? Hmm?"Katsuki whines. His hips squirm.Shouto squeezes his wrists in his hold, thinking of lasting bruises around them and shifting his aching c@ck on Katsuki's thigh."Tell me." He sucks on Katsuki's ear, "What do you want, my beautiful sl@t?""F@ck! F@ck me, f@ck me, please." He begs so prettily that Shouto's tempted to do it right then and there.He doesn't.He knows Katsuki, knows the way he is, the way he wants to be treated in bed.He asks for things and gets angry if Shouto gives them to him easily. Wants to work for them. Be forced to earn them.Shouto doesn't like it. In his mind, Katsuki deserves the world and more and Shouto would give it to him for free. But he can't say that. He'd get yelled at and kicked out."Yeah?" He presses his nose on Katsuki's throat, inhaling deeply."Yes, yes please!"He smells divine, not his soap or shampoo, him, just him, his scent, so sweet and so strong Shouto wouldn't be able to ignore it if he tried."Tell me more. Tell me exactly what you want.""Shouto!" Katsuki whines, "Want you! Want you inside, filling me up!" His voice is breathy as he begs."Yeah? Want my c@ck in you? Stretching you open and making your hole my home?" He pushes his leg between Katsuki's, pressing his thigh on his c@ck."Yes, yes yes!" Katsuki wails. His back arches off the bed as he tries to get closer. Shouto's hand on his stomach doesn't let him and he whimpers."You know you have to ask a lot nicer than that to get what you want."Katsuki shakes his arms, trying to get them out of Shouto's hold. His eyes are getting watery again, his lips trembling."You don't want me to ice your hands to the bed, do you?" He squeezes Katsuki's wrists, hard enough to make him cry out.Katsuki shakes his head, chin quivering. A single tear escapes his eye and Shouto licks it."Good." He kisses Katsuki's cheek, "Now ask me nicely.""Please, please Shouto, f@ck me. I want you to f@ck me, please.""Hmmm." He makes a show of considering him, watches Katsuki squirm under his stare and then clicks his tongue, "No, I don't think I will."That's all Katsuki needs to finally start crying. Tears run down his temples as he whimpers and whines.Shouto rubs his stomach, dragging his hand up his body, over his chest and neck, and cupping his cheek."I'm gonna let go of your hands." He catches some tears with the tips of his fingers, "you will keep them where they are or I'll ice them to the bed."Katsuki doesn't say anything."Answer me." Shouto taps his cheek, "Do you understand?""Y- yes." He hiccups.Shouto squeezes his cheek between his fingers."You're pretty when you beg, pretty when you cry, pretty when you're obedient." He squishes Katsuki's cheek, "Is there a time you're not pretty?"Katsuki wrinkles his nose and Shouto can't help but laugh at him. With his eyes red rimmed and watery, tears on his face, his cheek squished between Shouto's fingers, pink and purple marks on his cheeks and jaw, he looks adorable.Shouto bites his wrinkled nose and Katsuki yelps."Still pretty."He lets go of Katsuki's hands and the blonde keeps them where they are. Shouto kisses the tip of his nose."Such a good boy."He grabs Katsuki's thighs, parting his legs and sitting between them. He licks his knees, his thighs, kisses his soft skin. Katsuki moans softly, shifting slightly but staying how Shouto left him."Shouto please ah ah ah please Sho." He begs quietly."Hmm?" He runs his tongue under his knee, "What? What are you begging for?""Something. Anything. Please." He cries, squeezing his eyes shut as Shouto sucks on his skin."Anything?""Yes!" He almost yells.Shouto bites his thigh, pressing his teeth in hard enough to break skin. Katsuki cries loudly, tears staining his perfect face, his arms shaking as he desperately tries to keep them in place.He bites him again, his calf this time. And again. And again. He switches to his other leg sometime between Katsuki whining and shivering. Giving the same treatment to his other thigh.Katsuki begs and pleads but Shouto tunes him out, continues to tug and squeeze that soft, delicious flesh with his teeth, sucks his bite marks so much they look like they're bleeding.By the time he decides he's done, Katsuki is sobbing. He's leaking so much the bed is wet under him."Still pretty." Shouto coos at him.He pushes Katsuki's legs against his chest, bending him enough to get his pretty c@ck and b@lls in view."So so pretty." He bends to lick around his b@lls, listening to the beautiful sounds Katsuki makes."Hold you legs like this for me." He orders. Katsuki doesn't move.Shouto bites one of his b@lls, making Katsuki scream."Hold your legs like this for me." He says again.Katsuki's arms are shaky as he moves them to hold his legs. Shouto pushes them back, bending him some more. Katsuki's breath hitches, but he holds himself like Shouto demanded."You are such a good sl@t, hmm?" He runs his tongue on Katsuki's c@ck."Y- yes ah ah ah." He's quiet as he answers."A pathetic, needy sl@t." He sucks the head of his c@ck, making Katsuki moan, "Doing whatever you're told so you can get f@ck@d.""Yes yes please please please." He quickly starts begging.It's like he's come to life, hearing about getting f@ck@d. Shouto chuckles."What did I tell you?" He runs his tongue around his c@ck.Katsuki groans."I don't... I don't... huh huh..." He trails off."You don't what?" He squeezes Katsuki's b@lls in his hands, licks his c@ck again."Don't remember." He breathes.Shouto opens his mouth, swallows Katsuki all the way, and turns up his quirk in his mouth. Freezing cold and burning hot around Katsuki's c@ck.Katsuki screams, violently thrashing around under him. He cries and sobs, saying Shouto's name over and over again.Shouto pulls off of him after a minute. He kisses his c@ck, soothingly rubs it with his hand."Do you remember what I told you?" He asks."No. No I- I don't remember." Katsuki sobs miserably, "Please, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I don't remember!""You're so needy and addicted to c@ck you've gone stupid." Shouto hums disappointedly."I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Katsuki cries. Repeating himself again and again like a broken record.It breaks Shouto's heart. He wants to soothe him, plant kisses all over his body, hold him in his arms and beg for forgiveness.It wouldn't be appreciated.He sits up so he can see his face, still keeping his hand on Katsuki's c@ck and rubbing it.Katsuki's eyes are red and puffy from crying. He looks at Shouto with hopelessness."You asked me to f@ck you. I said no." He reminds him."I'm sorry." Katsuki whimpers.Shouto leans down, his face in front of Katsuki's as he looks in his eyes."I forgive you." He connects their lips, kissing him softly.Katsuki moans into his mouth.Shouto pulls back after a second. He pats his soft, squishy cheek."But we both know this isn't about forgiveness." He plants another kiss on Katsuki's lips, "Stupid sl@ts have to be punished."Katsuki's lips tremble, but he doesn't say anything, just squeezes his eyes shut.Shouto slowly runs his fingers on Katsuki's side, fingertips ice cold. He sits back, watches as Katsuki's skin turns a light pink under his touch, as he struggles to keep from squirming.He drags his fingers lower, over Katsuki's hip, his thigh, his knee. Katsuki pants and shivers."What do you think I should do to you? Hmm?" He lightly scratches Katsuki's thigh with his nails, "How should I punish you?"He rubs a cold finger against Katsuki's hole and he trembles all over, crying out."How about, instead of putting my c@ck in you, I just slap your hole with it?" He taps his finger on it, "Or even better, what if I f@ck your thighs?"He looks at Katsuki's thighs, shakily held against his sides, red and purple marks covering them. He brushes his hand on the soft skin of their insides."What about..." He squeezes Katsuki's c@ck in his hand, warming it up a little, making Katsuki gasp."Do you think you can come from having your c@ck slapped?""Shouto." Katsuki breathes."How about we start with five?" He rubs his palm against the side of Katsuki's c@ck, "Will you count for me?""Y- yes." Katsuki gulps.His fingers dig in his thighs, bracing for impact as Shouto continues to slowly rub his c@ck."Perfect." He smiles at Katsuki.His eyes are so puffy Shouto can't tell if they're closed or not. He notes to have him drink some water, eat something sweet, and ice his eyes when they're done. They also have to clean up afterwards, so maybe a bath too.The sound of Shouto's hand hitting his c@ck is loud, but the scream that tears out of Katsuki's throat is louder."On- one!" He cries.Shouto caresses his side soothingly. He lifts his hand and slaps him again. Katsuki's legs spasm and shake in his hold. His skin going white where his fingers are digging in his thighs."Two!"The next slap has his mouth going wide and his breath catching in his throat. Shouto taps his face gently, brushing his neck lightly, a reminder to breathe."Katsuki." He says his name quietly.Katsuki sobs."Thr- uh three."He presses a cool hand on Katsuki's forehead. Katsuki pushes forward, his body arching off the bed as he sighs."Do you want me to stop?" It's the wrong thing to ask.Katsuki frowns. He pulls away from Shouto's hand and shakes his head.Shouto's hand comes down again and he watches as Katsuki tries to get the word out, his body twitching."Four, f@ck, f@ck, f@ck!""You're doing so good, Katsuki." Shouto tells him, "Come on, breathe for me. Last one."Katsuki bites on his lip, breathing heavily.His hand slams down on him for the last time and he sees drops of blood on Katsuki's teeth when he screams again."FIVE! F@ck, ah ah f@ck!" He lets go of his thighs, pressing his palms on his eyes.Shouto parts his legs, pushing them on the bed. He massages his thighs."You were so good, Katsuki. Taking your punishment like a good boy."He wraps his hand around Katsuki's cock, moving it up and down quickly."Go on. Come for me. Let me watch you fall apart."Katsuki's hands grab the bedsheets, shaking and crying as he comes. Shouto watches with hungry eyes, the way his body moves, the pleasure going through him.He works himself up alongside Katsuki, barely lasting a few pumps as he devours the sight of Katsuki's body trembling with his @rg@sm.He's so beautiful.Katsuki falls still afterwards. Shouto brushes his hands on his body, massaging his muscles.They stay like that for a little. Shouto trying to catch his breath, gently squeezing Katsuki's arms and legs, rubbing warm fingers on his sides.He moves to stand up after a few minutes, pulling Katsuki up with him. He gets his arm under Katsuki's thighs and lifts him up, holding him close to his chest as he walks to the kitchen.Katsuki whines, muttering something under his breath when Shouto tries to get him to drink water.He looks adorable, slowly chewing a piece of cookie with his eyes closed, pouting and shoving his face in Shouto's neck.He's half asleep when Shouto runs them a bath, laying in the warm water with his back pressed to Shouto's chest, slumping against Shouto as he rubs his eyes soothingly with cool fingers.He is so so beautiful.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          Katsuki after his birthday: I'm gonna stay away from Shouto. I'm gonna stop sleeping with him. I'm gonna put me first and move on from this toxic situationship.Also Katsuki when Shouto says one (1) nice thing to him: folding like wet paperBoy does not have a ounce of self-restraint in him.Good for him. Get that d@ck.'
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