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“I didn’t move! One minute I’m standing up there,” he gestured to one of the cameras, “and now I’m down /here/! I didn’t join shit!” Aizawa then turned his attention to Deku.

“Did you have something to do with this?” He asked.

“N-no!” Deku replied, waving his hands in front of himself and conveniently leaving out that he was thinking of Kacchan when it happened. Aizawa sighed, clearly not believing him.

“Both of you to Recovery Girl. I want her to look you two over.” Aizawa then turned and walked away. Deku gave a nervous glance to Kacchan, who was glaring at him. He then tch’d again and started walking towards the med bay. Deku left Shindo where he stood and dutifully followed.

“This have something to do with your quirk, nerd?” Kacchan asked once they were out of earshot.

“I d-don’t think so…but I was thinking of you when it happened.” Deku admitted, blushing. Kacchan stopped in his tracks and looked at Deku for a moment, studying him.

“You’re always thinking of me, stalker.” He gave a sharp smile and then turned back around, continuing the walk. His ears were a little pink. Deku blushed even deeper because he knew it was true.

The rest of the walk was in silence. When they got to Recovery Girl she looked over and gave them both a clean bill of health. For the rest of the week, nothing like that happened again.

That was until Saturday.

Most of the day was uneventful. Kacchan had headed to bed at 8 and Deku retired to his room to study. He didn’t actually plan on studying because he had a spar session earlier that day and he couldn't get the visage of Kacchan hot and sweaty out of his head. He walked into his room and shut the door, locking it. He then stripped off his clothes and laid on his bed, on his back. He rubbed a hand over his chest and lightly cupped a hand around his shaft, working on getting himself revved up. He gave a couple light strokes as he thought of finishing the spar with Kacchan.

He closed his eyes and imagined Kacchan would pull his black tank off and walk towards Deku, the sweat making his skin glow in the setting sun, putting a hand on his chest and pushing him to the ground. Then he’d climb on top of him and run a hand up his chest and to his chin, lifting it up to start a kiss. Deku moaned both in his fantasy and in the real world.

The sound of something hitting the floor broke his stupor. His eyes shot open, and his hand fell loosely to his side. There standing in front of him was Kacchan, naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist. His toothbrush laid on the floor, but his hand was up to his mouth like he was still brushing his teeth. His eyes were blown open wide, and his mouth was dropped open in shock. Deku stared at him for a moment before he remembered what he had been doing and his entire body turned red, grabbing a blanket and throwing it over himself.

“Oh my g-How did yo-the door.” He distinctly remembered locking it.

The sound of Deku speaking seemed to stir Kacchan out of his stupor and a look Deku had never seen before settled on his face. He almost looked…hungry. He walked over to Deku.

“You were thinking of me again, weren’t you?” Kacchan growled, his voice a few octaves deeper. Deku somehow turned an even deeper red and was too embarrassed to answer. He didn’t want Kacchan to be grossed out so he covered his face, preparing for the barrage of insults. Instead, he felt the bed dip around him as Kacchan pulled the blanket away and leaned between his legs. Deku removed his hands and looked at Kacchan in surprise.

“K-Kacchan?”

“Answer the question, nerd.” Kacchan replied, hovering oh so close to Deku’s member.

“Yes. Yes, I was thinking of you.”

“While you masturbated?” Kacchan lifted his own hand and licked the entire palm, then used that hand to take Deku’s erection.

“Y-yes, Kacchan.” Kacchan smiled and started pumping up and down slowly. Deku could feel heat coming from the blond's hand. He was using his quirk to heat the saliva, making his hand feel wet and warm. Deku threw his head back in a gasp. “K-Kacchan.” He moaned.

This urged the blonde on. As the saliva on his hand began to dry he switched it out with his mouth, taking Deku’s entire length in one go and then pulling back to slightly bob his head back and forth on the tip.

“Aaa-ah” Deku's breath hitched as Kacchan moved. He then brought a hand up and gently massaged his balls. Deku ran a hand over his own chest, watching as Kacchan suckled him. He then bobbed his head all the way down again, his nose reaching his pelvis. He could feel Kacchan's throat tighten and twitch, as if it was begging for him to come down it. He gave a whimper when Kacchan's glorious mouth pulled away, a small string of spit linking the two. Kacchan popped two fingers in his own mouth, looking Deku in the eyes and he covered them in spit. He then pulled them out and reached under Deku, pressing to his tight ring. Deku moaned again as he pushed his fingers in.

“You like that, don’t you?” Kacchan teased. Deku merely nodded; not sure he could speak if he wanted to. “You dream of me doing this to you?” Deku nodded again, too horny to feel nervous about being called out. Kacchan started scissoring his fingers, stretching Deku's tight hole. He put his mouth on Deku's pretty pink head, bobbing his head up and down and massaging Deku's balls with the other hand. Deku could barely take it. He watched Katuski do this, his fingers ghosting over his own chest, leaving trails of electricity behind. His entire body was tingling.

“I-I’m gonna!” He yelled as his dick twitched, spilling hot seed straight down Kachan's throat. Kacchan took it greedily and Deku stared in disbelief. “Kacchan…” Kacchan removed his mouth with a pop looking up at Deku.

“Got any lube?” He asked. Deku pointed to the top drawer at his bedside table. Kacchan walked to it and Deku was able to see the very big bulge under his towel. He grabbed the lube and then came back, pouring the lube on his hand and then dropping the the towel, allowing his massive dick to spring free. Deku gasped.

“O-oh my god.”

“You want me to fuck you?” Kacchan asked as he palmed his own dick, covering it with lube.

“Yes!” Deku answered with no hesitation. Kacchan smirked at the response.

“Ask me nicely.”

“P-please, Kacchan.”

“Please what?” Deku whined. He was really going to make him say it.

“Please. Please fuck me!” He begged. Kacchan chuckled in response and then hooked his hands under his knees, lifting his legs. He then pressed his swollen head up to Deku’s hole, giving it a small push before plunging in all the way. “A-ah!” Deku moaned again.

“So tight for me.” Kacchan cooed again, sounding pleased. He kept a fast pace, Deku moaning with each thrust. Without slowing down Kacchan reached to the back of Deku’s head and pulled him close.

“You’re so loud. You wanna get caught?” He asked before he smashed their lips together. Deku could taste himself on Kacchan’s tongue as he stuck his tongue in a swirled it around. He then pulled it out and gave Kacchans bottom lip a bite. Kacchan hummed in response before he let him go, starting to pant. “F-fuck.”

“Ah,” Deku answered.

“Fuck you’re so good.” He panted and Deku could tell he was getting close. He reached his hand down between them and started pumping his own shaft as Kacchan slammed into him repeatedly. At the fast pace, soon enough Deku was seeing white, and he came all over himself and Kacchan. Soon after Kacchan doubled over onto his chest, spasming as he pumped inside of Deku. He could feel a little leak out as he pulled out, panting and leaving his forehead leaning on Deku’s chest. After a few moments he looked up to Deku. “Next time you plan on masterbating, just call me.”