#animeloserzclub!

“...you’re pretty.” you muttered stupidly, allowing this familiar stranger to help you slump onto the couch. you couldn’t tell if they were drunk too, or if your compliment had gotten to them. “..thanks. you’re drunk.” his voice was gruff, yet soothing. you would hear it all day. you wanted to.

“oh really? i couldn’t tell.”

he let out a scoff at that, seemingly annoyed with you. but he didn't move from his position next to you.

“.. he does this a lot too.” there was a pause after you said that, as if the stranger was contemplating on whether or not to ask further. he brushed a hand through his unruly blonde hair, “who’s he?”

“my ex. he acted juuust like you.” you booped his nose as if for emphasis. “he’d act all tough, but he didn’t leave me. well, i guess he did leave, but that's besides the point.”

you didn’t see anyone next to you for a brief moment, making you think you hallucinated the whole thing, before a bottle of water was abruptly shoved in your face. “drink.”

he slid next to you again like it was natural, his hand moved to go around you by instinct, before he retracted it, you grabbed onto his arm. “..please.”

as if on cue he cradled you to his chest, taking the opportunity to press his head against the top of yours. “you feel like him too.” you mumbled, “sweaty hands and everything.”

he didn’t laugh, but you felt his smile against your head.

it was comforting, the best you’d felt in the months following your break up. you felt the drowsiness overcoming you, prompting you to move your head closer to his chest and lay against his heart. it felt like the same heart that served as your lullaby for years.

“..i hope he misses me.” your eyes were closed, that familiar feeling of comfort and space welcoming you, though the last words that echo through your mind and fuel your dreams sound just like katsuki’s.

thinking about that headcannon abt katsuki where people say he smells like caramel because of his quirk… jus imagining he tastes like it too, cause im a freak <3

you love to kiss up and down his shirtless body, pressing hot, sloppy open mouth kisses against sweat drenched skin. katsuki thinks you’re weird, truly, for being so turned on at the stench of him coming home from the gym, but you just can’t help yourself, he just smells, and tastes so fucking good.

you wanna eat him up. you tell him this too, all the time. admittedly it’s one of the things you say to katsuki that gets him the most worked up; knowing you’re so attracted to him in any state, but especially his most disheveled state; staring at him with hungry eyes, practically undressing him the second he steps in the door, tired and sweaty from a long day at the office. there’s nothing more that he wants than a shower; except maybe you yanking at the waistband of his slacks, teeth nibbling softly at the skin of his neck as you beg for him to just fuck you already <//3

you love to put his fingers in your mouth, using em like your own personal lil lollipop suckers, and katsuki loves to watch you suck em <3 gets him so fucking hard so fast, you’ve got maybe a minute or two maximum before he’s yanking them out of your spit pooling mouth, forcing it on his dick instead

but his favorite sight to see is you mewling and moaning around his cock, genuinely salivating over the taste and weight of it in your mouth. it’s so lewd, and so fucking hot for him to see you staring up at him between his shaking thighs, tears pooling down your blushed cheeks as you choke harshly on his member. he almost has half the mind to pull you off of him n ask if you’re okay; but katsuki knows you well enough to know that those tears are ones being shed from your pleasure, not pain <3

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