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ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴍ ` - ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ & ᴍɪɴᴄᴄɪɴᴏ

Shoto wanted any kind of kiss, he wasn't picky. He just liked attention. He tilts his head to happily offer up more skin, and fights against the desire to lean back into the chair and drag Katsuki over him.

"When you come home," he answers, and decides he'll work on a seduction plan between now and then. He's never really had to try hard, Katsuki has always been too happy to fall into bed with him.

His eyes light up at the idea of ice cream, cold weather be damned, and nods excitedly.
 
"You're way too easy to please," Katsuki snorted, pulling Shoto up from the seat before he damn fell asleep in it again. He carded his fingers through the longer hairs over the nape of his neck and kissed his temple affectionately. "You look cute."

He was finding it a little easier to stop thinking with his reptile brain and actually enjoy the time he had with Shoto. They weren't doing much, just eating and walking, but Katsuki had always found it comforting to be around him.

After visiting the ice cream parlor, Katsuki was licking away at a chocolate ice cream cone, having bought Shoto's his to sweeten the date. There went a whole day's worth of his paid internship, but it was worth it.
 
Shoto smiles, soft and happy, when Katsuki says he looks cute. He'd noticed the differences in his fiancé with time, the comfort to be himself. To be okay with being attracted to Shoto in more than just raw lust.

They walk, hand in hand, and he feels so settled now that it's almost like all that time without him hadn't happened. It'll be back tomorrow, when they go separate ways. But for now he enjoys it.

Shoto gets chocolate and vanilla swirl, in a cup, and sucks his spoon clean each time in a way that almost isn't decent for public. "You should let me eat this off you," he decides. It makes him smile, because Katsuki hates the cold.
 
He almost made a comment that he should have gotten strawberry and vanilla so he could have Shoto in a cup, but then his lover was back to sucking his spoon and he stared. Stared so long he nearly walked into a pole.

" No. Tch, you know how cold it is?" he pouted, even if they were eating ice cream in this weather. If he put this anywhere near his dick it might actually shrivel up and fall off. He was just not meant for the cold at all.

They eventually came to the hotel and it was a pretty nice place, not luxurious, but well-kept with traditional design influences. They even had a hot springs on the bottom floor, separated by gender. They checked in, and once they were inside, there was a single king-sized bed waiting for them and a nice view of the city.

"You know, Shitty Hair asked if you wanna do a double date when we get back. I said no way, go eat your damn foot," he snorted. "Unless Shoto says yes."
 
Shoto snickered at Katsuki's hate for the cold, as if he wasn't dating someone with half an ice quirk. He wondered if that was why his fiancé had a habit of sticking on his left side, where he ran a little warmer.

He's done with his ice cream by the time they made it to their room, and deposits the cup in the trash before going to drape himself over the large bed.

"You know I'm going to say yes," he says, with a small amused smile. That reminded him of something though, and he pulled his phone out to send a quick text to Kaminari: I'll help you wax 🍑 if you help me take 🍜.

"But," he says, putting his phone aside. "I get you first." Katsuki was his for at least a few days when he got home, because Shoto was a needy ho.
 
Kaminari's text back was quick; almost a little too quick:

[Kaminari] Soba?
[Kaminari] OH NUDES yeah I got you ;)

Katsuki watched as Shoto laid out on their bed, and pulled off his sweater, his shirt riding up a bit over his abs. He walked over to the bed, stood at the foot of it, and tugged Shoto down to the bottom of the bed by his ankles so he could kiss him on the lips. "You get me first," he promised, crimson gaze drinking in his lover's body, his hands smoothing down his legs.

"Really fucking missed you," he mumbled.
 
Mismatched eyes follow the path of Katsuki's shirt coming off, or more accurately, the peek of abs he gets, and he wets his lips.

He's grinning when he gets tugged down, and lifts up on his elbows to follow the kiss. "I really fucking missed you too," he murmurs, serious, and brings one hand up to sneak up his fiancé's shirt and feel along the line of skin above his pants. They'd had a good day, one of those days that reminded Shoto just how loved he was.

He sits up, legs hanging off the bed with Katsuki between them, and runs his hand up those perfect abs and chest until that shirt is bunched up and he can pull it off of him. He leans in to press his mouth to his fiancé's skin, trailing slow kisses that are sometimes frosty and sometimes heated as far as he could reach.
 
Katsuki slipped out of his shirt easily, muscles seeming a little more hardened and toned than usual since his internship had started. It felt fucking nice to have his lover's lips on his skin again, warm then chilled. He slipped his fingers through Shoto's hair and sighed out through his nostrils.

His abs were tightening as Shoto kissed up his body, each one making his cock stir in his pants a little. He cupped Shoto's cheeks in his hands, cradled it delicately as if it might break, and kissed him with all teeth and tongue.

He only parted from the kiss to reach for Shoto's shirt, pulling it off his torso and marveling at the sight of him, his cute pecs and cut abs. "Really want you to suck my cock," he muttered against his fiancé's ear.
 
It never doesn't amuse him that Katsuki can touch him as if he's afraid he's going to break, then kiss him as if he wants to make sure he's going to be the one to break him.

Shoto's not complaining though, he likes to be kissed like that, likes teeth in his lip and a tongue pushing down his throat. He's just as eager to get his own shirt off, and Katsuki's voice at his ear has him nodding.

Hands on his fiancé's hips, he pushes him back just enough to drop to his knees between him and the bed. Nimble fingers work the button and zip quick, but he mouths along the cut v of muscles while he shoves jeans and boxers down to Katsuki's knees.

He noses down trimmed pubic hair and breaths a hot breath along Katsuki's swelling dock before gently sucking the crown into his mouth.
 
Fuck, he really missed this. He'd missed getting blown every night, Shoto's sinful mouth knowing exactly how his cock liked to be sucked, what angles and pressures that pleased him. There was a second of trepidation, though, of uncharacteristic shyness when his fiancé went straight for his pants, barely giving him a moment to process before his cock was just wagging in Shoto's face.

Distance made things weird and suddenly he felt like he was showing Shoto his cock for the first time. It was thick and throbbing, leaning with a bit of a curve upwards.

"Baby," he huffed, a breath quickly escaping him and his hips jutting back, cock popping out of Shoto's mouth. "Fuck, not too fast," he warned. He was too sensitive after their time apart, that his cock was practically one lick from busting. Katsuki slipped his fingers through his lover's hair, right down the middle of the two colors, and rubbed his cockhead along his lover's cheek before he carefully slid it between his lips again. He groaned, ass and thighs clenching tight the same way his cock jerked in Shoto's mouth.
 
Shoto whined like Katsuki was keeping him form his favorite dessert. Which, really, he was. There wasn't much Shoto liked in his mouth more than Katsuki's cock. It took him a moment to realize that maybe his fiancé was just as sensitive as he was all this time apart.

He lets the fingers running through his hair soothe him, and hums at the feeling of his lovers cock on his cheek. When Katsuki's ready again, he just opens his mouth and lets his fiancé do the work, being a willing wet hole until he's good to help. Or not. Katsuki can fuck his mouth if he wants to.
 
Once he dragged his cock over his lover's tongue and familiarized himself with the way it felt, he was in better control of the pleasure that threatened to spill over. He slid a hand down his own firm abs, watching Shoto suckle his cock like it was a treat.

"Can't wait to be inside you, baby," he whispered, rutting his cock in and out of his mouth slowly, imagining it to be his fiancé's tight ass. Soon, both hands were in Shoto's hair, and he was fucking Shoto's mouth but not as roughly as he normally would. He was taking his time, thrusting lazily and reveling in how good it felt.

"Oh, fuck..." he groaned, pushing at the base of his cock with his thumb to tap it a few times over Shoto's glossy lips. "Got so much fucking cum in these balls for you."
 
Shoto whined when Katsuki started talking like that. His pants were suddenly way too tight, and he was actually thankful his lover didn't fuck his mouth the way he normally did because he's not sure he could take it immediately. Maybe the distance has effected him too.

"Good," he says, licking his lips and kissing at the tip of Katsuki's cock. "Because I don't think one round is going to be enough. I need you so bad."
 
His cock was so stiff it was almost painful with the way it was getting lavished in Shoto's mouth. Katsuki bent to hold his fiancè by his ribs, hauling him onto the bed and dragging his pants off with a similar eagerness.

With just their skin bare on the sheets now, Katsuki grabbed the bottle of lube he'd brought in his bag and tossed it next to Shoto too. Then he started crawling up his lover's body, pressing slow and meticulous kisses along Shoto's hips and stomach, stopping at his pecs where he gently nursed on one of his nipples.

"You get so sensitive after just one," he grinned, brushing his thumb against the underside of his fiancè's flushed cock, just underneath the head.
 
He almost forgot just how easily Katsuki could manhandle him. He wasn't exactly small, but Katsuki was strong enough that he's across the bed in seconds. And naked.

He groans when his cock is suddenly released and cool air hits him, but the sound quickly turns more wanton when his lover trails his mouth up his body, and he stretches out, asking for more.

When Katsuki zeroes in on a nipple he's arching into it, moaning softly. He's about to argue over how sensitive he may or may not be, but then his fiancé touches his cock and his hips jerk, and he hisses between his teeth.
 
He pressed their bodies together, kissing him dirtily and hungrily with his cock lashing pre across Shoto's hip and thighs.

As much as he wanted to fuck Shoto now, he also wanted to take his time warming him up too. Shoto deserved it, especially after all that time apart, and he wanted to familiarize himself with the body he'd missed so much. He parted from the kiss with a puff of air, pecking his lips as he prepped his fingers with some lube.

Katsuki smiled as his fingers lapped over Shoto's hole, slicking it up in lube as they kissed, his upper body rested on an elbow on his side. He groaned as his finger sunk into his fiancè, the tightness making it feel as if he could feel it around his own dick.
 
Shoto always melted whenever Katsuki lathered him in attention like this. He likes it hard and rough, begs for it that way more often than not, but he's weak for his fiancé loving on him. Which is exactly what he's doing.

He moans with a shudder wracking through him when wet fingers press against his rim, and seeks more of that kiss. That has nothing on the way he arches when Katsuki breaches him, his breath coming in pants against that dirty mouth. "Fuck, I missed you."
 
Katsuki smiled against Shoto's lips, or more like smirked when he could feel his lover falling apart around his finger. His middle finger wiggled in a little deeper, thumb gently pressed to his taint, the motions slow and sensual as they made out.

"Fuck, you're so damn pretty," he whispered against Shoto's lips, his head dizzy with the realization that this beautiful fucking creature beneath him was his, and only his. Shoto was mad for him the way he was. He rutted his cock slowly against his lover's thigh, leaking pre all over the inside of his legs. With a groan into Shoto's mouth he slipped in another finger and swore under his breath as it squelched on its way in.
 
"I almost did this myself," Shoto admits, his voice low and breathy. "Opened myself up and wore the plug all day. Just to save us some time." His skin was flushed, and he was squirming slightly. He kept wanting to be closer.

He wraps a leg loosely around Katsuki's waist, arms around his neck, and pulls him in for another kiss. The insides of his thighs and lower abs are getting all wet. "But fuck baby, nothing feels as good as you."
 
His cock stirred in interest at the thought of Shoto fingering himself, opening his hole to take him better. "You like this, don't you?" he huffed. "Going slow." Katsuki was starting to understand why, because Shoto somehow got needier like this.

They made out some more, and when they parted, Katsuki moved between his lover's legs and sat up and onto his heels to get a better view of Shoto's face. "Let's go all night," he huffed, drizzling more lube onto his cock and soothing it with tight strokes that just made his dick leak from the head. "Gonna take you and make you cum like a damn virgin." He manhandled Shoto onto his stomach, trying out a new position with his lover lying flat against the bed, only a pillow propping up his hips so Shoto didn't have to rest his weight on his knees.

Like this, Katsuki kissed the shell of his ear and held the base of his cock, rubbing his thick cock-head against his hole. "Oh fuuuuck," he groaned out under his breath as the flared tip slipped in, his hips easing forward to slide in without stopping, pushing in and in to make Shoto take every inch of him.

"Open up," he kissed the nape of Shoto's neck. "Yeah, let me in, baby."
 
"Yeah," Shoto admitted. It made him feel like every inch of him was burning when they did it like this. Like Katsuki was stoking the flames and putting them out at the same time. It was intoxicating.

He was more than happy to fuck all night. He hadn't been sleeping anyway, he didn't need it now. He's easy to flip over, hips going up when Katsuki tugs them into place, and he shifts to get more comfortable, resting his cheek on the bed.

They both groan when Katsuki presses into him. Hands grip sheets and Shoto's pretty back arches with each inch. He was panting in seconds, wetting his lips when his lover spoke. He loves it when he talks like that.
 
Katsuki had been waiting for this moment to just sink into his lover's heat like this, saving himself up to feel this euphoric bliss when Shoto just took his cock whole. Nothing could recreate this feeling. Not even other people.

He pressed kisses along the bend of his shoulder as his hips met Shoto's ass fully. He was so attuned to his lover's body now that he could feel when Shoto loosened up so he could pull out at the right time to maximize his pleasure, then slip back in to grind his cock-head against his prostate.

"Missed this cock in your ass, baby?" he mumbled, dragging his dick out to the thick midsection, letting it open him up the widest before he sunk in with a deep groan again. "Got so damn tight." Katsuki slipped in sparing just one inch as if he wanted to pin him to the bed with his cock, making Shoto take each of the deep and shallow thrusts to work him open for the night. "Gonna make love to you all fucking night. Fill you up with so much cum in here you'll be spitting it up out of your mouth."
 
There was nothing as euphoric as Katsuki inside of him. That familiar hard length, the thicker middle stretching him wide, strong hips meeting his ass. He lived for this. He craved this.

"You have no idea," he mutters weakly, pleasure already clouding his voice. He muffles a moan in the sheets when Katsuki grinds into his prostate like that. "I've been so fucking empty, Kats."

He can't dirty talk the way his fiancé can, but there's no hiding the fact that his words effect Shoto. His whole body shudders, his ass clenches along that hard rod, and his hips give a subtle roll back. "Please." He thinks about something that Katsuki has asked him to call him a few times in bed, and swallows down his anxiety about it, so that his voice stays breathy. "Please, Master. Fill me up. Make me yours again."
 
It was like Shoto flipped a switch in him when he called him Master. There was no way he wasn't going to absolutely rail him after hearing that. Katsuki groaned as he could feel Shoto inching back, that velvety warmth seeming to swallow him so perfectly.

He settled onto his elbows, effectively pinning Shoto under his weight, moving his hips to grind into him deeper and even deeper. "If you wanted to play it like that, I could've brought your collar," he smirked, rolling his hips at an angle he felt Shoto would like. He knew his fiancé and the way he liked to go cock stupid, so he aimed to do just that, getting him loosened up and feeling nothing but pleasure for the first few minutes so he could fuck him hard.
 
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It works, of course. Katsuki knows how to make him a shaking, moaning mess within seconds, and that's just what he does. His cock is leaking, he can feel it making a mess under him.

"Guess you'll just have to replace it with your hand," he mumbles, the only coherent thought he can have, something wrapped around his throat.

He takes the time to enjoy this now, though, because he knows Katsuki is going to absolutely destroy his ass. He'll be swimming in cum.
 
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