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“Can i blow you under the table?”
Izuku’s words ringed in the blonde’s head like a siren. Finally making him gaze up to his boyfriend, who stood behind him, with a hand on his shoulder, while leaning extremely close to his ear.
With a smile planted on his face he waited for an answer, as Bakugo stuttered his way into the conversation
“If I wasn’t muted my career would’ve been over you know that right?”
His computer laid on the table, showing the Zoom meeting between Katsuki and his collegues. All of them lost in conversation, now used to the appereances of the green haired boy.
“That’s why you should quit making that face, or they’ll know something is up”
Katsuki looked at Izuku again, watching his lips curve into an evil smirk.
“Oh I’m going to fucking kill you when this is over.”
“Until then though?”
Katsuki smirked at the boy, his other hand slowly turning the laptop away from their position.
“You’re really fucking annoying Deku.”
His other hand moved quickly into the green’s head, grabbing his back and shoving him closer to his face.
Izuku’s mouth stood open as his gaze was locked on Katsuki, who wasn’t able to stop his mouth from smirking as he pulled Deku deeper in to lay a kiss on his lips.
Their teeth clenched, as their smile then slowly faded as the kiss deepened.
Deku’s hand traveled from the blonde’s broad shoulder to his neck, then cupping his face, and finally bringing him closer to him while caressing his hair, deepening the already erotic kiss.
Katsuki slowly loosened up his legs, making Deku slip quickly beetween them.
As their relationship grew, even the way that Katsuki thought about sex changed. At first he was kind of stuck on the idea that being in charge was the only option.
But as time passed, he changed his mind, so he no longer felt the need to hide a side of him that only bloomed under Izuku’s touch.
His legs squeezed Izuku’s waist even closer than before, as he crouched down to kiss the blonde, while grabbing his whole face to lift it closer to him.
A small noise escaped his lips, a sound that showed longing for more, a sound that made Izuku’s eyes slowly open to watch the man under him struggle to press their bodies even closer than they already were.
Izuku couldn’t help but let a small laugh out. Which quickly jolted the blonde’s eyes open. He looked up to Izuku, and scoffed angrily.
“Oh will you stop !”
Izuku’s mouth let more giggles escape his lips.
“It’s funny seeing you like this, without your usual attituds, but if you didn’t notice, Kacchan.”
He paused
“It’s also the hottest shit I’ve ever seen you do.”
Izuku kissed his head.
“I can’t emphatise enough how hearing you makes my dick extremely hard.”
Bakugo coughed at his last phrase, more precisely as soon as he said “dick”
“The way you feel so comfortable with me that you can melt under my touch absolutely shuts my brain off Kacchan. It’s so beautiful.”
Izuku confessed.
“When I confessed I really didn’t expect that you were such a horny shithead Izuku.”
The smirk didn’t leave the green’s lips as he replied.
“Aren’t you glad?”
“Of course I —“
A sound interrupted their not very family friendly concersation.
The voice of one of the annoying ass collagues, shouting Bakugo’s full name to get his attention.
The blonde cussed as he turned the laptop to face him again, and just as he almost pressed the unmute button he whispered to Izuku
“Don’t go anywhere.”
Izuku ducked as the camera almost pointed to him.
“I’m sorry. What’s going on?”
His voice now sounding composed, in contrast with his swollen lips and heavy breathing.
But no one had the courage to say anything.
The conversion quickly faded in the distance in Izuku’s ears, as he looked up at the blonde man, that sat next to him.
After a quick glance Bakugo’s smile appeared again, as he spread his legs once again under the table.
Deku, not able to contain his surprise watched Katsuki, asking with his eyes if he was sure.
To that Kacchan just tilted his head slightly, after once again being interrupted by the raspy voice that came from his old pc.
“I heard you clear.”
He said as he gave a thumbs up to Izuku.
“Katsuki, could you share your opinion on this attack?”
A male voice spoke, sounding a little pissed.
Izuku had never been entirely honest to his boyfriend, maybe not even himself, but seeing the man under his power in situation not fitted felt to him like a little payback for his attitude.
So hearing Katsuki starting to talk to everyone was like a sign for him to slowly crouch under his desk, positioning himself in front of the now closed again legs of the blonde.
With his hands he started tracing his legs, finally reaching the growing bulge inside his pants.
He gave his left leg a small push, not expecting to hear a muffled cough coming from up there.
Not seeing his face, but feeling his reaction was something that Izuku didn’t expect to find so attractive.
He rested his face on the inner thigh of the man, while using his hand to play with the zipper of Katsuki’s pants.
After finally fully opening the pants, just giving him a blowjob just didn’t feel enough anymore.
And it wasn’t something he was proud of, but Katsuki really was able to make him feel stuff he never thought he’d feel.
And he loved him deeply for that.
His hand slowly traced Katsuki’s skin, starting from his groin to his stomach, still careful to not go too up, his fingers caressed his skin like it was made of clouds that longed to be touched.
With a last stroke of the skin his finger gradually came to his boxers, so gracefully slipping inside them.
Hearing his voice, he heard how the usual anger in his voice left no trace, he sounded extremely concentrared. And Izuku had his fun in it, as his hand reeched deeper inside his pants he felt how every little touch and how it made him react, just like a guitar, pinching all the right notes.
Hearing the small gulps and the eventual scoffs just made his hunger grow.
After a little he finally took him fully in his hand.
His dick throbbing on his hand with precum.
Izuku smiled at the sight, his mind somehow still searching for how to make this playful scenario to turn into something even more lewd.
His mouth watering as his wet hand stroked deeply Katsuki.
Still extremely slow, not at all like they used to do inside their bedroom.
This felt more open, and on top of it all way more erotic than usual.
It felt kinky, extremely kinky to Izuku.
His thumb massaged the sticky tip of his lover, that at that exact touch moved his hand, that now gripped the chair’s side strongly. His knuckles turning white.
Izuku couldn’t help but feel good at that sudden movement.
But he had realised it had been a while since his partner had spoken outloud.
Yet he could still hear the heavy breathing coming from up the table.
“Katsuki, would you mind sharing your screen so we can see what you were talking about?”
A middle aged woman spoke from his computer, and as Kacchan spoke up, the way the words slurred from his mouth, made Izuku’s brain scream at his hand to move faster.
Katsuki’s voice wasn’t soft, it was warm.
“Ah sure, you’re right. Hold up one second.”
Such a simple phrase, that outside just seemed like the natural tone a tired person might have.
But Izuku noticed, every single little thing.
The way his voice trembled slightly, and the way it sounded completely different from how it was not even 10 minutes before.
It angered him a little, knowing that those coworkers heard such a pleasing voice.
But oh well, things happen.
Katsuki’s body slouched towards the table as Izuku’s mouth finally captured the head of Katsuki’s dick.
Sex life between them wasn’t bad, because it never got repatitive, it just became even fuller of feelings, as both of the men studied every little reaction the other had under their touch.
So yeah, Izuku’s headgame wasn’t for the weak, really.
His toungue swirled on the top of his cock, saliva making everything even more wet and slippery than it already was.
He felt the way Kacchan’s body melted slowly, twitching even at the smallest movement.
His eyes longed to meet his other’s eyes, but instead of that, he recieved the brutal hand of Kacchan pull his mouth even deeper in his cock. His hand weirdly steady locked him in place.
“Mh-m that’s all I wanted to say.”
His hand might’ve been steady but his voice showed hints of excitement in every way.
Izuku eyes closed as his toungue kept on repeating the same tricks that sparked even stronger reaction from the blonde.
“Ah I must thank you then, Bakugo. So whose turn is it now…”
Her voice melted, becoming just a noise once again, Kacchan’s grip loosened, and Izuku took the opportunity to start moving his mouth more freely, thrusting deeper, his throat now used to the feeling of his cock.
Sounds escaped his mouth without even him wanting to, sloppy and wet and way too loud.
On the other side Katsuki with one little movement of his finger tilted the computer up, now the camera only showing the tip of his hair.
“Fucking hell”
He muttered under his breath, his mouth open as he breathed deeply.
With an unwanted screech the chair moved away from the table, making Izuku loose balance for a second.
As those green eyes met the blonde a jolt of pleasure echoed in every inch of Katsuki’s body.
Such big green eyes, that showed too many emotions.
He hated them, the way they showed every feeling Izuku felt.
He wanted those feelings only for himself.
All of his sweet thoughts that left a mark on his brain for how beautiful they were.
They reminded him of honey, the type of honey Izuku puts in his tea in the morning, that lingers on his mouth and makes every kiss even sweeter, almost like magic.
Or the spoons of honey he shoved down Katsuki’s throat when he was sick but still wanted to go to work. Runny nose, ugly cough, raspy voice, all of it.
But it also reminded him of those spicy and sweet sauces.
Not the best comparison to give to the man he loved, but they just reminded him too much.
The way the sweetness ran to his throat but the spiciness lingered at the tip of his tounge.
So as he met those green pleading eyes he couldn’t help but melt into the touch, until then it felt so good, it felt raw and indecent. He loved it, almost like a way to make fun of his coworkers
“You idiots work all day and do my tasks as I get sucked under the table, Ha!”
But the way that Izuku’s eyes were able to show him the lust, the greediness to feel him in his mouth, but yet also the love he had for him, and the way his eyes for a second almost asked him if he was okay.
Damn it, god if he was okay, what could ever trouble him in this situation?
His head tilted back as Izuku’s mouth captured his cock once again. The warmth exploding in all of his body.
“How the fuck are you so good?”
The words slurred once again from his mouth.
A hint of curiosity made his head get back up, as he looked down at the man, whose eyes he couldn’t meet.
The way his tounge moved, really he could shed a tear at how amazing it felt.
And maybe it was because of the whole situation they were in, but his thoughts were fuzzy, and the corner of his lips at every sound he made trembled a little.
Oh, he had gotten really comfortable around Izuku.
In every realtionship he had ever had, never was he so open about the way sex made him feel.
But now it felt so right to just show how much pleasure he felt, above all to Izuku.
The blonde’s hand traveled on Izuku’s head, as he caressed it, instead of shoving it deeper into his pants.
He stroked the green’s hair, as Izuku tongue swirled once again on the tip of Katsuki’s dick.
His grip becoming stronger, his fingers swimming in green hair, his head fuzzy and hot.
The way the situation almost felt surreal, his voice slurred, and in moments of clarity Bakugo could hear how his sounds escaped his lips so naturally like river.
“So loud”
Izuku thought as he felt his cock throbbing and growing inside his mouth.
But still his sounds lingered in the air, the neighbours wondering how the fuck could someone make sex so enjoyable, not knowing the answer was just love.
The hand that gripped so tightly Izuku’s head loosened as it fell with no more strenght on the side of the chair.
So close. Bakugo was so close his whole body could just explode.
His moans becoming louder by the second, and as he reached climax a strained almost scream escaped his mouth.
His legs twiched as his back slouched and his head bumped on Izuku’s.
They laid there for a second. Kacchan still deep in Izuku’s mouth, just taking in the moment.
At one point the green man with a wet sound escaped the blonde’s cock, gazing up at his boyfriend’s face.
“You’re crazy.”
Bakugo spoke first, cupping Izuku’s face with one hand.
“And you’re becoming a very loud.”
Bakugo’s face flushed at that phrase, as he knelt down to be on the same level as Izuku, slowly pressing their lips together, which felt more like a hug than a kiss.
The world around slowed, and became silent, as the two men kissed under the kitchen table.
And just like that time stopped for a second