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Out of all the fucking places Katsuki could've ended up, sitting in a circle in the middle of a party was very last on his very long list.
Let alone, sitting less than a foot away from Deku. Fucking Deku. Apparently, the nerd was a secret stoner.
Katsuki narrowed his eyes, watching as the blunt was passed to Deku. His nails dug into the palms of his hands as he watched Deku casually bring the rolled paper to plump lips.
He inhaled and Katsuki's breath caught in his throat just the same, watching as Deku exhaled smoke, as if it wasn't a first, as if he did this shit all the fucking time.
Since when was there a side to Izuku Midoriya that Katsuki wasn't privy to? Since when were there goddamn, fucking secrets between them?
Katsuki gritted his teeth, snatching the blunt from the jerk sitting in the space between him and Deku. Fuck if he was going to let Deku one-up him on anything.
"You smoke, Kacchan?" Deku tilted his head, irritatingly reminding Katsuki of a puppy.
"No." Katsuki glared at the thing between his fingers. He'd smoked once or twice with his friends in the past, so he at least wouldn't choke like a fucking loser, but he definitely wasn't confident enough to take a hit with big, curious, green eyes on him.
When had he ever felt comfortable with Deku's eyes on him anyway? Not since preschool, probably.
Katsuki took a slow drag from it, tilting his head back as he exhaled slowly and passed the blunt on to the next fucker waiting. When he flicked his narrowed, red gaze to Deku again, he was watching katsuki with this determined look in his eyes. Like he was trying to figure him out.
And, fuck, he probably was figuring him out. Little shit knew him better than anyone else, whether Katsuki wanted it or not.
"Hmm," Deku said, turning his attention elsewhere. Katsuki leaned forward, pressing his elbows into his thighs.
He could already feel the drug settling in the back of his mind, a dull thrum at the base of his skull, like listening to a song with heavy bass in noise-canceling headphones.
"The fuck d'you mean hmm?" Katsuki growled. "You think you got me figured out? You don't."
Deku laughed, light and easy, sending Katsuki a smile that he hadn't seen in years. Katsuki seethed.
"Wow, you really haven't changed, have you?"
Deku's laughter quickly devolved into giggles and Katsuki rolled his eyes, grinning.
"Fuckin' lightweight," Katsuki muttered, shaking his head as he scooted closer. In the back of Katsuki's brain, he acknowledged that some extra had been sitting between them and was now missing.
The thought stayed there, though.
Deku broke into another fit of giggles, bumping shoulders with Katsuki. Katsuki knocked his shoulder against Deku's in turn, finding himself smiling much easier than he'd normally let himself.
He wasn't entirely sure if that was due to the weed or just Deku.
"The fuck kinda poor excuse for a stoner are you?"
"A stoner?!" Deku squeaked before breaking into laughter, leaning further against Katsuki. The idiot was nearly in his goddamned lap by now. Katsuki's skin burned beneath his clothes. "I'm not a stoner! What?!"
Katsuki huffed, rolling his eyes. "'Course you're not." He put a hand in Deku's hair, gripping curls just so he could shove him further away. "You just so happen to be hanging around every fucking druggie in our school tonight, hah?"
"Hey!" Deku whined, and Katsuki didn't miss the subtle lean into the rough tug. Little shit liked it.
Maybe. Probably.
"Mean..." Deku said with a pout, gazing up at him through his eyelashes. "You do realize that you're in the same group."
Katsuki snorted, leaning in menacingly. "Nah, I'm not in any shitty group, Deku." His voice came out slightly hoarse all of a sudden, and it was getting increasingly difficult to keep his eyes on Deku's eyes instead of lingering on his red, probably soft, lips.
"Mm, I mean you're here though, aren't you?" Deku pulled away to retrieve the blunt being passed to him.
Katsuki found himself mourning the loss for just a moment before Deku was leaning back in, pressing his body even closer against Katsuki's. Katsuki could've sworn his face was a little redder, more flushed.
"Yeah, I think you should stop with this," Katsuki muttered, plucking the drug from his fingers.
Deku let out a drawn-out whine, trying and failing to snatch it from him. Katsuki grinned and lifted the blunt higher, raising an eyebrow.
"Kacchannn," Deku pouted, fluttering those stupid fucking eyelashes up at him. He had to know what he was doing–he had to. "I'm barely even high yet!"
Katsuki rolled his eyes. "Yeah, and that's why you're all fuckin' giggly and all over me, huh?"
"No," Deku breathed, something in the atmosphere making Katsuki's shoulders tense. Deku bit his lip, staring deep into his eyes and Katsuki never felt so uncomfortable. "That's just Kacchan."
Katsuki's mouth suddenly felt dry.
"God, you're fuckin' embarrassing," he grumbled, lifting the blunt to his lips and taking another hit. He blew it out before an idea came to mind. "Fine, here. Hold still."
Katsuki inhaled again and held the smoke in his lungs, leaning in, and grabbing the side of Izuku's face with the blunt still between two fingers.
He watched as Deku's eyes went bug wide and couldn't help but grin. Katsuki pried Deku's mouth open, pressing his thumb against his inner cheek.
"Say 'Aaah'," Katsuki rasped, slowly blowing smoke past Deku's parted lips. Deku said nothing, but opened his mouth wider to accommodate the smoke, hands resting on Katsuki's forearm. Their lips were inches apart and Katsuki swore he could feel the heat radiating off Deku in waves.
Yeah, he definitely liked it.
"C'mere," Katsuki managed to say before pulling Deku to sit in his lap. Deku let out a choked sound, coughing on the smoke. Katsuki smirked.
"What? Thought you were a pro-stoner, Deku?"
Deku went bright red and shook his head quickly. "No, I," He paused, swallowed. Katsuki took another hit. Everything was starting to get blurry and relaxed. "I never said that, Kacchan."
"Mm," Katsuki said, unable to say much more as he held the smoke in his lungs. He gripped Deku's jaw, dragging him in closer and watching his eyes go hooded.
He slowly exhaled, tilting his head as he watched the smoke swirl past plump, parted lips. God, what he'd give to kiss them.
Deku made a noise that was almost a whimper, shifting in Katsuki's lap. Katsuki's free hand made its way to Deku's hip.
"Mm, my turn?" Deku whispered, not moving to lean away from their proximity.
Katsuki just nodded, lifting the blunt between his fingers. Deku didn't even fucking bother taking it from him, leaning down and wrapping his lips around the blunt, sucking in a breath.
Katsuki's heart pounded painfully against his ribs as he watched Izuku slowly sit up at his full height again. Deku gave him a look like he was asking permission and Katsuki nodded sluggishly, his eyes glued to those lips–those fucking stupid lips.
Deku shifted his weight, fingers curling in Katsuki's hair as he tilted his head up to breathe smoke into Katsuki's mouth. He was so fucking close, Katsuki could smell the eucalyptus from his shampoo over the overpowering smell from the weed.
Fuck it.
Katsuki surged forward, capturing Deku's lips in a desperate, hungry kiss. He licked past Deku's lips, sucking his tongue, his teeth. Deku whined. Katsuki growled.
The weed made everything so intense, heightening Katsuki's every sense. And right now he wanted it to be only Deku.
At some point he lost the joint, too intent on tilting Deku's head back as he devoured him from the inside out. He wasn't sure if someone had taken it from them or if he'd dropped it in his eagerness to feel Deku, only Deku.
The room could be on fire for all he knew, or cared. His mind was much too occupied with Deku. The feel of his skin, his smooth curls, the slow grind of his hips as they kissed. Everything else took a back seat in the face of Deku needing him like this in return.
Katsuki pulled from the kiss to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses down Deku's throat.
"Ah, Kacchan," Deku whined, stuttered to inhale a shaky breath. Katsuki groaned, his teeth grazing Deku's skin.
"Shut up," Katsuki hissed, using a buck of his hips to punctuate his sentence. Despite his words, he kept saying things to bait Deku into responding, to taunt him. "Bet you planned this shit, huh? Wanted to get me here so I'd fuck ya up?"
Deku keened and suddenly turned his face away, a furious blush crawling up his neck. Holy shit.
"Holy shit," Katsuki breathed, grabbing Deku's jaw and forcing him to meet his eyes. Deku had the nerve to look ashamed. "You little horny shit. You did plan this, didn't you?"
Deku whined. "No, it's not like that, I swear, it's just–"
"Just what?" Katsuki sneered, bucking his hips roughly against Deku's ass to draw out a distracted gasp from him. "Just couldn't wait for me to get my hands on you? Had to get me high so I'd do something?"
"No! I just–" Deku gasped as Katsuki began nipping across his jaw, his fingers tangling in blonde spikes again. "O-Okay, fine. Maybe that was what I was doing."
"Mm," Katsuki hummed, sucking a hickey just beneath his chin. "Feel good to be honest? Maybe I should reward you."
Deku gasped and nodded vigorously. "Ah, Kacchan. Yes, yes, please."
"Fuck," Katsuki groaned. "You're good at beggin'."
Katsuki rolled his hips, slow and deep and Deku's breath caught in his throat before he choked, his forehead thumping against Katsuki's shoulder.
Katsuki laughed maniacally as he kneaded Deku's ass through his tight jeans, guiding him to ride Katsuki's strained erection through several layers of clothing.
Deku tensed suddenly and Katsuki felt a grin tear across his face. He leaned in to nip at the shell of Deku's ear.
"Oh? You gonna cum, Deku?" He taunted and Deku whined, nodding vigorously. Katsuki gritted his teeth, fingers digging into the fabric of Deku's jeans. "Fuck, okay, me too."
Each roll of Deku's hips became erratic and desperate, both men losing any sense of control they might've had. Deku began making these high-pitchedAh-Ah's and Katsuki purred right next to his ear,
"Cum, Deku. Cum, you know you want to, hm? Do it."
It felt like an explosion when Katsuki came, hips rutting against Deku's ass as Deku bit the fabric of Katsuki's jacket, muffling his cry as he climaxed.
Katsuki quickly placed his hands on either side of his body to keep from collapsing backward on the floor. He lifted one hand, once he was sure he'd be stable enough, to run his hand through his sweaty hair.
"Fuuuuck," he groaned. "Why the hell it'd take us that long to do that?"
Deku giggled, shaking his head against Katsuki's chest. "Idiot."
"What? Why the hell am I the idiot?"
Deku just laughed and Katsuki watched, something akin to a fond expression crossing his face.