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Hanta laughs as he makes his way over to the bar, feeling looser than he has in a minute since finally getting an off day from work. He met up with the squad a few hours earlier for dinner, and when they separated, he made his way to this little bar called Pride’s Drink.
He knew none of them would come here, mainly because they all had plans together or to go to sleep because of their work schedule the next day. Hanta is lucky enough to have the next day off, so of course he chose his favorite spot for a night of fun.
He knows he’s not leaving here with anyone, but he can at least enjoy himself and maybe make out some while he’s out.
He’d had some fun already, enough to be about ready to leave after making out with three guys and grinding between them as well. He’s missed this, and he knows that he’s going to fuck himself hard when he gets home.
“I’d like to close my tab!” calls Hanta to the bartender over the music and chatter.
“Alright, just a moment handsome!” calls Cecil as he winks at Hanta before heading for the register with his card and tab run in hand.
“You looked like you were having fun out there, so why the hell does it seem like you’re about to go home alone?”
Hanta freezes. That voice is far too familiar, especially the raspy growl of it.
He turns his head and sees Katsuki Bakugou nursing a beer and dressed like sin.
Red Henley under a leather jacket and the pants that Denki and Mina had donned as Katsuki’s Get Laid Jeans. They left absolutely nothing to the imagination, and when Katsuki stands, Hanta barely manages to lift his eyes from the print he can see so fucking perfectly that he feels himself ache.
“Wasn’t planning to leave with anyone tonight. Besides, those guys just like to dance and kiss, but they’re not sexually available to anyone other than each other. It’s something they enjoy.” replies Hanta after he manages to catch his breath and actually put a sentence together while Katsuki stares him down over the rim of the beer he’s taken three sips of since he stood up.
“Yeah? Yet you came here and were expecting to leave alone dressed like that? Come on, Hanta, those are your fuck me jeans.” says Katsuki with a snort before he turns and puts his back to the bar, staring out at the crowd of bodies curling together in a sinuous wave.
“I came to get laid, but the second I came inside, I knew it wasn’t going to happen.” replies Hanta easily with a shrug as Cecil hands him his card and a receipt. “It’s make-out night, and most of these people I know all too well from when I was seeing Kailo. This was our favorite night too.”
“So, you just came to dance and make-out, and that was fucking it? I’ve already had three couples ask to take my ass home, and I’m not even interested in that.” huffs Katsuki with an eye roll as he finishes off his beer while Hanta signs his receipt and passes it back to Cecil.
“They know I’m not either. How many times have you come here on make-out night, and how often have you told them what you’re interested in?” asks Hanta curiously as he packs his card away.
“I’ve come here enough, but before, I was involved in my own shitty relationships. Tonight was supposed to be single’s night, but Cecil said that the calendar was shuffled because of some stupid ass events.” grumbles Katsuki with an eye roll as he flicks two fingers and tugged out some cash.
Hanta watches as he pays for his drinks, a total of four beers, and leaves a twenty-dollar tip on top of it for Cecil.
“So, why are you surprised that I’m leaving alone when you seem to be too?” asks Hanta with an arched brow as he looks at Katsuki.
“Because you- Doesn’t fucking matter. I’m outta here.” Katsuki cuts himself off and turns away from Hanta, speaking over his shoulder after a moment.
Then he disappears through the crowd, and Hanta has to move quickly to catch up.
He saw that look in Katsuki’s eyes, a look he’s been dreaming of seeing in those eyes for the last year.
Wanting and Interest.
He catches Katsuki’s wrist just as the door swings shut behind him, and Katsuki’s head drops forward as a groan leaves him.
“What was that about, Suki?” asks Hanta softly as he makes his way in front of the other man.
“It was fucking nothing, Hanta, so drop it.” replies Katsuki pointedly as he lifts his head and glares at him.
“It wasn’t nothing, asshole. If it was, you wouldn’t have cut yourself off and then tried to disappear on me.” huffs Hanta with a glare of his own as he steps closer, forcing Katsuki to look up at him because he’d gained some height over the years. “So, what was that about?”
Katsuki looks at him, and Hanta isn’t entirely sure what he’s thinking. He’d gotten better over the years at reading Katsuki, and it helped that they patrolled together pretty regularly when Katsuki had night shifts or weekend patrols that Izuku wasn’t on. But right now, staring into those ruby eyes, Hanta has no clue what he’s thinking.
They’re just dark, molten in a way that sends heat through Hanta as he feels them trace over his face, but then his breath hitches. Those eyes are locked on his lips for only a moment, a single inhale, before they’re back to his eyes, but he saw it.
Katsuki’s eyes lighten, filling with mirth, and then he whispers, “Because if it was me, you wouldn’t be going home alone.”
Hanta feels his breath leave his lungs so quickly he gets dizzy with it, but he’s quick to spit out his response before Katsuki can overthink it, “Then don’t let me go alone.”
Hanta’s eyes go wide before they slam shut as Katsuki’s hand comes up to cup his face and tug him forward into a kiss.
“I won’t.” murmurs Katsuki as he kisses Hanta soft and sweet before it gets wetter.
There’s a little more teeth, a little more tongue, a little more touch. It has Hanta whining as his tongue is caressed before being sucked on and his lips are nipped before being tugged back by teeth and sucked on to soothe.
Katsuki’s hands come down to Hanta’s belt loops, tugging him forward before rounding to his lower back, fingers spreading down until two big hands cup his ass and tug him in tight.
Then Hanta’s being walked backwards as his fingers tangle in blonde strands, and he groans as his bottom lip is sucked on again. Katsuki sucks harder this time, like he wants to leave a mark on Hanta’s mouth.
“Kats, come on.” whines Hanta as Katsuki leans back to breathe.
“Come on what, sweetheart?” asks Katsuki as his chest heaves, and his hands lift Hanta off the ground. Then Katsuki’s rolling his hips forward as he presses close enough for their lips to brush when he speaks again. “What do you want, sweetheart? I’ll give you anything, you just gotta tell me.”
Hanta whines as he feels Katsuki pressing against him. He rolls his hips as best he can back, moaning when Katsuki curses against his mouth and presses in again. This time it’s all tongue and slick, just Katsuki sucking his soul out through his mouth as his fingers grip Hanta’s ass hard. He hopes there are fingerprints on his ass, he aches for there to be marks left from this in the morning.
“Suki, need you. Need it. Fuck, you feel huge.” whines Hanta when Katsuki kisses away from his mouth, down to his neck where he immediately digs his teeth into his skin. Not enough to hurt and ruin the arousal swirling between them, but enough that Hanta whimpers because there’s definitely going to be a mark. “Wanna suck you off.”
“Here or at one of our places?” asks Katsuki as he’s pressing sucking kisses down Hanta’s neck until he reaches a spot that has Hanta’s hips bucking. He moans when Katsuki starts to suck at it, nipping the skin before sucking again. “Where, sweetheart? Where do you want me?”
“Anywhere, shit, just want you. Please, Suki, let me suck you.” pants Hanta as his head presses even further back as Katsuki kisses down to the collar of his shirt. When Katsuki bites his collarbone, he keens loud. “Fuck me.”
“Oh, sweetheart, I’ll fuck you whenever you want.” whispers Katsuki before he lifts his head, tugging Hanta’s face down with two fingers on his chin, and kisses him again.
It’s a swirl of tongues as Katsuki licks across the roof of his mouth, then he pulls back.
“Mine is closer.” breathes Hanta as he takes in Katsuki’s puffy lips and lust filled eyes.
“I’ve got the bike.” replies Katsuki with a smirk, and then Hanta’s being carried towards the alley.
Hanta takes the time to lean forward and get his mouth on Katsuki’s skin this time. He knows he can’t really leave a mark because Katsuki has to work tomorrow, but he can suck at his earlobe and kiss down his neck. So, he does. His kisses are sloppy, and he licks lightly over every kiss, but Katsuki’s hands squeezing his ass while he curses under his breath as they walk is worth it.
“Gonna fuck you so good you won’t be able to move in the morning, sweetheart. I’ll fuck you until you see stars and keep going.” huffs Katsuki under his breath as Hanta moans into his neck, until they stop, and he sets Hanta back onto his feet. “Let’s get to yours, so I can make sure this ass knows only me.”
“You’re the only one that’s going to get it, Suki, promise.” whispers Hanta seriously before he turns around, planning to climb onto the bike that he knows so well.
Only his hands brace on the seat as Katsuki glues himself to his back and grinds against his ass.
“I know you’re not a virgin, but I also know that you didn’t just say that, so I’ll fuck you. Sweetheart, Hanta, what do you mean? Because if it’s what I think it is, I’m calling off tomorrow.” says Katsuki as he presses his forehead into Hanta’s neck and tugs his hips back so there’s literally no space between them.
“It means that I’m in love with you, and I haven’t let anyone else fuck me since my first boyfriend.” replies Hanta seriously as he forces Katsuki to let him turn around, and he cups Katsuki’s face as he looks into those pretty red eyes. “What do you mean you’re calling off tomorrow?”
“I’m taking you on a fucking date, sweetheart. I’ll fuck you into your bed tonight, then I’m taking you on a date, and I’ll make love to you tomorrow.” whispers Katsuki before he kisses him so softly that Hanta is surprised.
But when it hits him what Katsuki’s implying, he presses close and keeps the kiss soft and sweet and puts all the love he has for this man into it without pushing any further.
“I want that, all of that, Suki.” whispers Hanta when they pull back. When Katsuki reaches past him to grab a helmet and put it on Hanta’s head, he decides to tread lightly. “We’re going to have to talk more once we’re both sober, stone cold sober, you know.”
“And we will, sweetheart, I’ll even make breakfast. But for tonight, do you still want me?” asks Katsuki as he clasps the helmet on to make sure it won’t move on Hanta’s head.
“Of course, I do, Suki. Always.” murmurs Hanta as he grabs the other helmet and puts it on Katsuki’s head, fingers securing it on as well. “Let’s go to mine, okay?”
“To yours.” replies Katsuki softly.
Hanta climbs on after Katsuki, and he lets his hands wander for a moment as Katsuki gets them ready to move.
“Can’t wait to have you in me.” murmurs Hanta without thinking when one of his hands brushes over the front of Katsuki’s pants as he lifts them from his thighs.
“I’ll ruin you, sweetheart.” says Katsuki as he looks over his shoulder for a moment before revving the bike and taking off.
Hanta holds tight with one arm, but he can’t help letting his free hand roam. Pressing against Katsuki like this, knowing in ten minutes he’s going to be fucked so good he’ll be jello, he needs to touch. He started slow, of course, just slipping under Katsuki’s shirt to feel his abs, trailing down them and snickering when Katsuki grabs his hand and tugs it out to secure it around him. But then he brings it down and slips it up and down Katsuki’s thigh, and he hears Katsuki’s bit off groan. So, he squeezes that thick thigh in his hand for a moment before dragging his nails up. Then they stop behind Hanta’s building, and he brings his hand over the slight bulge in Katsuki’s pants and runs his fingertip across it.
“This cock is going to ruin me, and I can’t fucking wait.” whispers Hanta as Katsuki groans, and he lets his fingers wrap around the bulge as best they can for a moment.
“Sweetheart, I’m gonna need you to get in front of me right now.” says Katsuki seriously, and Hanta hastily climbs off the bike, forcing the helmet off before standing in front of Katsuki. His eyes lock on the cock hardening right in front of his face, and his mouth feels dry when he licks his lips. “You were playing a dangerous game, and you are gonna have to do something about it. You ready for that, sweetheart?”
“I will suck that cock down my throat right here right now, Suki. I am more than ready for it.” says Hanta back as he leans over the handles of the bike and lets his hands fall onto Katsuki’s knees.
Katsuki tugs his own helmet off and leans forward to lick Hanta’s bottom lip before he says, “You can suck me off in your apartment, sweetheart, then we can talk about you wanting to do shit in public. Don’t think I’ve ever gotten hard so fast before you decided to fucking touch me while I was driving.”
“Look at you. How the hell was I supposed to keep my hands to myself when you look like that and want me back?” whines Hanta as he leans forward, almost pleading for another lick.
“You weren’t, and I’m not mad, sweetheart.” replies Katsuki before he presses a quick, hot kiss to Hanta’s lips and stands from the bike. “But the first time we do anything is gonna happen in a bed, then we can talk about the public fun you seem interested in.”
“Then let’s go, Suki.” huffs Hanta before he grabs Katsuki’s hand and tugs him into the building and onto the elevator.
He’s got a little penthouse, it’s a shared top floor, but the apartment is huge, basically penthouse sized.
As soon as the elevator doors slip shut, Katsuki’s pressing Hanta back against the wall, hands on either side of his head, and Hanta’s hands come up to grip the sides of Katsuki’s jacket in his hands. He uses his grip to tug Katsuki into a kiss, and it’s gets dirty quick with Hanta slipping his tongue into Katsuki’s mouth and taking some control.
That control only lasts as long as it takes Katsuki to get his hands in Hanta’s pants. He’s quick to reach down and grip his ass harsh enough that his fingernails bite into Hanta’s skin. Hanta whimpers into the kiss at the feeling of those nails leaving marks on him for Katsuki. That’s when Katsuki takes control, pushing their tongues into Hanta’s mouth and eating him alive as his hips jerk forward and suddenly it’s all they can do… until the elevator sings loudly, and they jerk apart as the doors open.
“Fuck, it’s your floor. Let’s go.” says Katsuki with a wicked smirk as he slips behind Hanta, and Hanta squeaks when he feels one slick finger brushing down between his cheeks to his hole. “It’s not enough, so I won’t do anything.”
Hanta whimpers when he feels that finger move in a circle before the hand disappears. Then Hanta leads him off the elevator and quickly unlocks his door as Katsuki attaches himself to Hanta’s back, hands slipping up under his shirt.
As soon as they get inside, Hanta turns and presses Katsuki against the door, kissing him quick and dirty before kissing down his neck and slipping off his jacket. Katsuki follows his lead by slipping his shirt off before Hanta can say anything about that going too, then Hanta is kissing down his chest to his abs as his knees hit the floor. He licks the path of his kisses, nipping lightly at Katsuki’s abdomen while his fingers quickly help him get Katsuki’s pants down.
“Fuck sweetheart, you really wanna suck my cock, huh? Couldn’t even wait for us to get to your bedroom before you dropped to your knees.” groans Katsuki as Hanta gets his pants down to his feet and presses in to run his tongue from his balls to the wet tip that’s shining with pre.
“Fuck, you were free balling Suki. Could’ve had this cock anywhere.” murmurs Hanta before he wraps his lips around the head and lets his tongue swirl as he looks up to meet dark red eyes.
“Fuuuuck, Sweetheart, you can’t just say that and then wrap those pretty, puffy lips around my tip. Gonna make me fuck your mouth before I can stop myself.” groans Katsuki as his hands come down, one to cup Hanta’s cheek, the other to brush his fingers through the strands falling in Hanta’s face and clear them from view. “Look so good with those lips wrapped around my cock, can’t wait to see it down your throat. I bet you’d suck me as deep as you could and choke, heard you don’t have a gag reflex, but I bet my cock will pull it out of you.”
Hanta hollows his cheeks and sucks hard on the tip while his tongue dips in, moaning when Katsuki’s head hits the door, and he groans loud as his fingers grip his hair tight enough to pull at his scalp.
It feels so fucking good.
When Hanta pulls off, after Katsuki’s hand relaxes on his head, he asks, “Could you choke me, Suki? Could you? It’s so much bigger than anything I’ve had in my throat aside from my dildos. I know I have a gag reflex, but could your cock bring it on?”
“Fuck you are going to kill me talking like that sweetheart.” Katsuki purrs off a choked moan as his hand leaves Hanta’s face to grip his cock and tap it on his lips, feeling the pre ooze and loving the way it glosses Hanta’s lips. “You wanna choke baby? Try it, go ahead and try it, take my cock as deep as you can and see.”
Hanta’s tongue comes out to lick his lips before he leans forward and does exactly as instructed. He takes Katsuki down as far as he could, gagging with some cock still outside his mouth, and they moan together.
It’s too big, and fuck does it feel good.
“Fuuuuck, baby, felt so good to be that far in your throat.” groans Katsuki as Hanta slips back to suckle at the tip for a few moments. “Gonna do it again?”
Hanta pulls off and bites his bottom lip as he looks up at Katsuki’s to a moment before saying, “I’m gonna take it to base, suck it all the way down, and I’m going to make you cum down my throat.”
“Want me to cum down your throat, sweetheart? I would’ve thought you’d want me to fuck you first.” says Katsuki as Hanta smirks before he groans when Hanta slips him back in his mouth. He barely keeps from bucking as Hanta slowly slides down his cock when Hanta’s hands find their way to his abdomen and his balls. “Shit, okay, Hanta, fuck- you- hah Fuck!”
Hanta reaches the base, choking three times before he manages to get there, nose brushing blonde pubic hair as he swallows around the cock in his mouth, moaning at the feel of it down his throat. Hanta swallows down one more time before he slips off to breathe, hauling in a few deep breaths as his other hand comes down to stroke the slick cock, loving how thick it is in his hands.
Katsuki didn’t just get length, his cock is so thick that Hanta’s surprised it actually fit down his throat the way it did. But he felt it plugging his throat closed, can feel the weight of it pressing his tongue down as it brushed the roof of his mouth, so good that he knows he’s going to have to suck Katsuki dry before he gets enough of having it in his mouth.
“I’m going to make you cum down my throat, then you’re going to prep me and fuck me once you’re ready. But I have to have this cock jerking with cum that slips straight into my belly before I’ll let you fuck me with it. I need it, Suki.” murmurs Hanta as he looks up at Katuski through his lashes, biting his lower lip when Katsuki brings his hand up to his own mouth to bite at the knuckles, groaning. “God, do you know what you sound like, Katsuki? A fuckin’ wet dream that I wish I could’ve had, sound so much better here than you ever did in mine.”
“Fuck sweetheart, you talk a helluva lot dirtier than you did in mine.” huffs Katsuki as he looks down at him, licking his lips before biting his fist again when Hanta licks at the pre dribbling off his cock. “Baby, you wanna suck me down until I cum? Go ahead, but you better be ready to cum at least once before I get in you, or you’re gonna cum twice before the night is through to make it all even.”
“You can do that, if you really want to. I like the sensitivity of being fucked through an orgasm and right into another.” purrs Hanta before he leans forward and sucks on the tip, moaning when Katsuki’s hips buck forward again. He pulls off again after a few sucks that have Katsuki whining. “Or, I guess, I can let you cum down my throat in the morning instead.”
“Oh, you’re fuckin’ evil, sweetheart. You’re really giving me that kinda choice? With those options? Evil.” huffs Katsuki as he pants, his cock jerking with the options weighing with them, and Hanta smirks at his indecision that’s written all over his face. “Which do you like better? Oversensitivity or a good ole fashioned orgasm?”
“Well, shit, Suki. That’s not very nice. But I don’t have a refractory period, not really, when I do, it’s usually after I’ve worked myself through two orgasms. If I manage to get myself off twice, and it’s during the day, I can go one more time before bed. But otherwise, two orgasms and I’m done for the night. Which is probably why I like both, though I tend to lean towards two orgasms, especially when I work myself up enough.” explains Hanta easily as he gets his hands wrapped around Katsuki’s cock, pumping them steadily, thumb swiping over the tip every other time it comes up, light twisting to his wrist on those same up strokes.
“What do you usually do, fuck, to work yourself up?” asks Katsuki as he throws his head back, hips bucking.
“Well, I like to finger myself, and I get hard pretty easily that way, especially imagining your fingers instead of my own. Finger myself to orgasm first, then, while I’m still clenching around my own fingers, I’ll get my dildo lubed up and slip it inside.” explains Hanta sweetly, sounding innocent in the face of the details he’s pulling out from getting off literally the night before just like he’s describing. When Katsuki groans out a low, “Fuck” while bucking his hips forward into Hanta’s hands, he continues. “It’s a beautiful feeling, gets me all tingly and makes my whines go so high pitched I almost can’t hear them myself. So, I guess it’s up to you. Wanna see me go all liquidy around your cock when I cum for the first time, or do you wanna see me all worked up, whining and pleading to cum while my hole clenches around your cock uncontrollably until I cum again?”
“Shit, Hanta, I want both, and I really need it. Fuck, sweetheart, I need to see you all worked up and sensitive. Fuck, please let me see it.” hisses Katsuki pleadingly as he lolls his head forward and looks down at Hanta, watching as Hanta gets his mouth on him again. He groans loud when he sees that Hanta had pulled himself out, stroking himself in time with the bobbing of his own head. “Only got a few minute refractory period, I can work you up, suck you off in return before I finger you, maybe rim you too, get you all prepped and ready. Then I’ll fuck you for real, fuck you hard and deep until you’re whining my name.”
Hanta doesn’t respond, just sucks hard on Katsuki’s cock, hollowing his cheeks as he does. Then he slips Katsuki’s cock down his throat, stopping and bobbing when he starts to gag, then he goes again, moving further. It takes him a few tries to succeed again, but when he does, he sucks hard, moaning around the cock in his throat as he brings Katsuki’s hand down to wrap it around there, making sure he could feel it.
“Fuck you have my cock down your throat. Swallowing around me like you want to swallow my cum down. I can- Fuck, sweetheart, Hanta! I can feel it, shit- Swallow around me again and I’ll cum, sweetheart. Gonna, fuuuuuuck, gonna cum! Hanta, fuck, swallow it! Hanta!” Katsuki barely keeps from screaming Hanta’s name as he presses forward, bending over at his waist as his fingers press against Hanta’s throat as he cums so hard that his legs start to shake.
The only thing that keeps Katsuki upright is Hanta until he can force himself to stand straight again, and Hanta pulls off his cock, swallowing again once his throat was free from the cock that had molded it around his shape.
“That’s going to feel so good when you fuck me, gonna fill me up better than any dildo ever has, and I cannot fucking wait.” Hanta whines as he speaks, hips bucking up as he fucks into his fist, wanting to cum so badly just from sucking Katsuki off.
“Get up here and fuckin’ kiss me, sweetheart, let me taste myself on your tongue.” demands Katsuki, though the breathlessness just makes Hanta keen.
Hanta forces himself onto his feet, pressing in close, and lets his mouth drop open for Katsuki. It takes Katsuki no time to lick into Hanta’s mouth and tongue fuck him, their moans slipping between them as the kiss becomes sloppy, but Hanta whines so high in his throat that it almost hurts when Katsuki’s big hand suddenly wraps around his cock.
“I’m gonna cum, fuck you keep jerking me off, and I’ll cum. I’m so worked up, Katsuki, shit.” pants Hanta, moans slipping out as Katsuki’s hand tightens as he jerks him quick and short, enough to make his toes curl in the shoes he’s still wearing.
“Get undressed and lead me to your room, let me get you off the right way the first time before I fuck you into oblivion.” replies Katsuki as he kisses Hanta’s neck, nipping at the skin on the other side of where Hanta knows his mark already sits from earlier.
“Shit, okay, okay, let's go.” pants Hanta, whining when Katsuki’s hand leaves his cock, and his lips leave his neck. “Fuck, come on.”
Hanta slips out of his shoes before leading the way to the hall, stripping himself completely as he goes. He lets his clothes lead the way to his room at the end of the hall on the left, and he leaves the door open before climbing onto the bed and presenting himself with his ass in the air.
“Nuh-uh sweetheart. I told you I wanted to suck off you then rim you before I finger you and fuck you.” says Katsuki with an amused tone before the bed dips.
“I want you to eat me out, you don’t gotta suck me, Suki, I don’t mind, promise.” replies Hanta softly, knowing that most of the men he’s been with have hated oral. But then he’s gasping and looking under himself as something wet slides up his cock from his balls, and he stares at blonde hair before that head tips back and red eyes catch his before a warm, wet mouth wraps around the tip of his cock. “Fuck, Suki, Katsuki, shit!”
Hanta hasn’t been sucked off in a long time, and he’s so close already that it’s breaking him to be in Katsuki’s mouth, even if it is just his tip. Katsuki swallows him down a few times, and Hanta whines with it until Katsuki pulls off after a few swallows.
“Wanna feel you cum on my fingers, but next time, you’re going to cum down my throat, okay sweetheart?” asks Katsuki as he looks at him, Hanta’s cock laid against his lips so he can feel the words just as much as he can hear them.
“Shit, yeah, okay. Fuck, okay, Suki, but you have to- shit, I’m already so close.” groans Hanta as he watches his cock flex over Katsuki’s lips, watches his tongue peek out to lick at him. “Fuck, get me ready, please.”
“Sweetheart, I’m going to have you screaming by the time I’m done with you.” says Katsuki with a smirk that sends shivers up Hanta’s spine as he hopes that Katsuki’s serious.
Hanta almost jolts when Katsuki disappears and hands fall gently on his ass a few minutes later, but he does jolt when a stream of air brushes across his hole when Katsuki spreads his cheeks.
“You ready for me to eat this pretty little hole? You ready for me to fuck you on my tongue before I fuck you on my fingers?” asks Katsuki, lips pressed to his hole and making Hanta shiver all over as he clenches at the feeling and the words.
“Please, Suki, please. Katsuki, I need it so bad, please!” whines Hanta as he presses back into Katsuki.
His smirk presses against Hanta’s hole for a moment before something warm and wet runs a slick circle around it. He doesn’t know what sound leaves him, so high pitched that it sounded like a whine but so guttural that it felt more like a groan. That tongue wiggles against his hole, as his cheeks are spread, nails biting into his skin again, but then he feels it dip in as he relaxes, rocking back some as he wraps his hand around his cock. He moans when he feels it slip inside, whimpering when it leaves and suddenly teeth press just above his hole before Katsuki’s mouth seals, and he sucks. He shakes at the feeling, cock jolting in his hand as though he’s about to cum with the feeling, then Katsuki’s tongue slips in and pushes further, moving almost in circles as Katsuki buries his face between his cheeks. Hanta is so close to the edge that he pushes back, rocking on the tongue, but then he’s yelling Katsuki’s name, cock pulsing as he cums when Katsuki slips a finger in alongside his tongue.
“Fuck yes, Katsuki!” groans Hanta loudly as he cums, hand moving harshly over his cock as he shakes.
“Oh fuck, sweetheart, you tightened up so good around my tongue. And the way your hole is fluttering around my finger, shit!” groans Katsuki after he pulls away, finger sticking far enough in his hole that Hanta whimpers every time he clenches down on it.
“Fuck me, please Katsuki, please. Get me ready and fuck me, please, need it so bad.” pleads Hanta as he presses back on that finger, gasping when he feels it press somewhere that has stars blinking into his sight. “Fuck, right there, need it so bad!”
“Right here, sweetheart? You need me right here?” asks Katsuki as he rubs that same spot, cursing under his breath when Hanta fucks back on his finger and whines into the touch. “Let me get you ready, then I’ll press into that spot with my cock, baby.”
“Fucking do it then!” demands Hanta though he’s moaning through it as Katsuki slips another finger into his hole. Hanta slips his hand under his pillow and grabs the lube, holding it back to Katsuki as that second finger presses in deep. “Here’s the lube, get three fingers in me right now, Suki.”
Katsuki takes the lube, pulls his fingers out and quickly lubes them up properly while saying, “Already hard as a fucking rock again from feeling you cum around my tongue and finger. I can’t wait to feel this pretty ass of yours clench down around my cock too, sweetheart, but you’ll probably need four to ease the burn.”
“Like the burn, don’t need to ease it, gimme three then stuff me full.” demands Hanta as he rocks back, hole clenching at the emptiness because he needs to be filled now.
“Alright, sweetheart, but if there’s pain, I pull out, and we stop. You hear me?” asks Katsuki as he slips his two fingers back in, thrusting them in once, twice, three times before adding the third finger on the fourth thrust in.
“Mmm, yes, I- Suki, fuck, Katsuki, yes, please! More, fucking- more!” whines Hanta as he rocks back on the three fingers as they thrust in a little bit faster, spreading enough to make him whine with the stretch. It feels so good, even better as the sparks of arousal and oversensitivity melt through him. “Please, need you to fuck me, Katsuki. I need it so bad.”
“I’m gonna give it to you sweetheart, my cock is already fuckin’ dripping for you. I promise, I’m gonna fuck you so good, until you shake apart around my cock with only my name on your lips.” replies Katsuki with a soft groan as he feels Hanta clench harshly around his fingers as they stretch in hopes of making it easier on him when he gets his cock in him. “Condom or no condom, sweetheart?”
“I’m clean, and I wanna feel you. We can use condoms any other time, but tonight, I need to feel you.” Hanta pants, tongue lolling out as he swaps to one arm to grip his cock at the base when he feels that rushing feeling of a second orgasm working harshly. “Get in me right now, please. Katsuki, need you in me now, now now!”
“Okay, sweetheart, okay, just a second.” says Katsuki easily, almost chuckling before he pulls his fingers out and gets his cock lubed up and ready. “I’m going to go slow, and don’t even fuckin’ think about rushing me.”
“But Katsuki, I can take it!” exclaims Hanta, sounding like he’s pouting until Katsuki’s cockhead sits at his hole, slapping against it twice before rubbing over it. “In, put it in, please!”
“I’m going slow, sweetheart, but don’t worry. I’ll fuck you into the mattress once you’re good and ready.” replies Katsuki as he leans forward to press a kiss to the middle of his spine before his cockhead pops in and his forehead presses against Hanta’s back as he sharply inhales. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
Hanta groans, “Finally!”
Katsuki grips Hanta’s hips tightly as he slowly pushes his way inside until his hips meet Hanta’s ass. His hand brushes up Hanta’s spine until he can grip Hanta’s shoulder as he says, “I’m all the way in, baby, tell me when you’re ready.”
“Fuck, you’re so fucking big, Katsuki. I can feel you in my stomach, fuck.” babbles Hanta as he presses his hand against his stomach, and Katsuki chokes out a groan. “It’s bulging, Suki.”
Katsuki’s other hand slips from Hanta’s hip to his stomach, Hanta’s hand moving to guide his hand to the right place, and he groans as he rocks forward and feels it.
“Holy fuck, I can actually feel my cock inside you. I’m so fucking deep.” groans Katsuki, feeling his balls draw tight at the realization.
“Fuck me, I’m so close, holy fuck. Please fuck me, Katsuki, need it.” pleads Hanta as he rocks himself forward some only to rock right back on that cock, moaning at the feeling. But it’s not quite what he wants. “Fuck me, Suki. Pound that cock into me until you fill me full.”
“Fuck, sweetheart, you’re killing me here.” says Katsuki before his hands come back to Hanta’s hips and he pulls back, all the way to the tip before slamming home. “Remember to scream my name when you cum, Hanta.”
“Suki, fuck!” shouts Hanta as he feels that cock slide all the way back in, feels it brush against that spot, almost dead on. “To the right, fuck, just a little to the right, and I’ll cum!”
Hanta feels Katsuki shift behind him, and he keens when Katsuki’s hands grip his hips harder. That’s all the warning he has before Katsuki pulls almost completely out and again and starts up a brutal pace, hitting that spot dead on so many times in a row that Hanta’s screaming his name. He’s hoarse with it as his hand wraps around his cock, and he starts stroking in time with Katsuki’s thrusts. When Hanta does come, it’s as Katsuki’s cock twitches inside of him, pulsing on a harsh slam inwards, and they cum loudly together.
“Fuck, Katsuki!” screams Hanta as he feels his hand soak with his own cum.
“Hanta! Shit, you’re so fucking tight, holy f- Hanta!” screams Katsuki as he lays over Hanta’s back, biting at his shoulder as he cums so hard he sees black spots.
Hanta moans again when Katsuki finally removes his teeth from his shoulder, and he falls into his own cum puddle as Katsuki lifts himself back up.
“I don’t think I could move now, Suki.” whines Hanta as Katsuki pulls out and he can feel the cum start to drip out of him.
“I gotta clean you up sweetheart, and we’re definitely not sleeping with this blanket." replies Katsuki amusedly as he tugs lightly on the blanket before his hands knead at the top of his thighs. “So, either you’re gonna walk yourself to that big ass bath you have, or I’ll be carrying you there. You know I’m gonna have to clean you out, so do you want me to do that out here or in there?”
“If you do it out here, it’s not gonna be as easy as doing it with my epsom salts. Unless you're into eating your cum out.” replies Hanta as he turns his head to look back at Katsuki, unable to stop himself from wiggling his eyebrows teasingly.
“I mean, I’m not fuckin’ against it, but I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. Epsom salts will help relax you and make it a lot easier.” replies Katsuki with a soft voice, though the way he’s staring hard at his hands on Hanta’s thighs tells Hanta that Katsuki’s embarrassed.
“You mean to tell me that you talked to me, fucked me, gave me the best sex of my life, and talking about eating me out made you embarrassed?” asks Hanta softly, curious as he turns further, spine bending with the movement as he narrows his eyes at Katsuki.
“Fuck off, it’s embarrassing when some people don’t like that shit.” huffs Katsuki as he looks up and glares at Hanta despite the redness settling across his face.
“Sure, but I happen to enjoy it. Only had it done a few times though because as with oral, not a lot of people are willing to do it.” replies Hanta with an amused tone as he looks at him.
“Those guys are dumbasses if they don’t give oral, the fuck? That’s like my favorite part besides the fucking.” says Katsuki as his brows furrow, and Hanta chuckles at how offended he looks at the claim that most guys prefer to get head than give it. “We can try it another time, but for now, I’ll go start the bath and get the salts in. You decide if you’re gonna have me carry you or not, sweetheart.”
“Okay, thank you Suki.” replies Hanta as Katsuki climbs his way off the bed, though he pouts when Katsuki doesn’t kiss him.
It gets his mind running with all sorts of negatives that definitely tell him he’s not as drunk as he thought he was before this… maybe he is, but considering how clear his thoughts are, he might not be. He knows that he and Katsuki decided to speak on it in the morning, they agreed to it. Katsuki even offered to make breakfast and everything, but maybe it was just a heat of the moment sex thing. Maybe Katsuki isn’t going to start the bath, maybe he’s gathering his clothes, and after a look around, he notices that neither of their clothes made it into the bedroom. Maybe those feelings aren’t as real after sex, and god, that sends hurt lancing through him so deeply that he has to force himself up.
Hanta carefully climbs off the bed, his legs still wobbling some as the cum starts to seep slowly out of him. He turns around and heads for the door, when he looks into the hall, he sees nothing. He’s pretty sure he left something in the hall, his boxers even, but there’s nothing there. The water is running in the bathroom, and he wonders if maybe Katsuki’s trying to shower quick and was getting rid of their clothes. Maybe he thinks that Hanta won’t remember it in the morning and hiding the clothes will make that even more likely.
He scowls at the floor at the thought that Katsuki would try to hide what they did and even make it easy to deny. He knows Katsuki wouldn’t do that, knows he didn’t do that when he and Denki got so drunk that they made out and almost fucked on the couch at Eijirou and Mina’s wedding ages ago. If it hadn’t been for Hitoshi walking in, they definitely would’ve, and Denki would’ve hated himself because he was in love with Hitoshi. It took Katsuki telling Hitoshi what the deal was for Hitoshi to even consider hearing Denki out, and now they joke about it all the time. To be fair though, Hitoshi had just reminded Denki that he has to ask him out when he’s sober, and Katsuki had gotten out of a bad relationship where someone actually had the audacity to cheat on him. They were both single, drunk, and wallowing together. It made sense, but even now, they tease each other relentlessly about it because Katsuki told Denki that it didn’t need to be something they forced each other not to talk about.
He forces himself to turn around, if this negativity is right, he’ll have to deal with his broken heart, but if he’s wrong, then Katsuki will come right back to him. He is just reaching the bed when he hears the sound of the door opening.
“The bath is almost- what the fuck are you doing up when you’re so unsteady?” asks Katsuki before arms wrap around Hanta and lift him up into a bridal-style carry.
“I was- well- nothing, just figured I’d walk myself to the bathroom, but I got wobbly.” mutters Hanta as he looks away from Katsuki, embarrassment surging through him much like the hurt had before.
“Don’t lie to me, sweetheart.” says Katsuki seriously as he walks them over to the bed, sitting Hanta in his lap as he cups his face and slowly moves until their eyes meet. “What happened?”
“I- Well, I- It’s just- dammit, this is harder to talk about than it should be.” grumbles Hanta as he jerks his face out of Katsuki’s hands to cover his face at the realization that he’s so embarrassed by his own conversation. “My brain went all negative, and I- that’s it, okay?”
“Oh, Hanta.” murmurs Katsuki, but something in his voice sets him on edge in the worst way. He starts to move, as though he’s going to get up, but Katsuki tightens his hold around him and clears his throat. “I have wanted you for so long that there’s literally no way this could’ve been a one-night thing. I never would’ve kissed you if that was the case, especially when we talked about it. I meant every single word I said, and I need you to know that I love you. I really fucking do, Hanta.”
“I love you too, Katsuki, I just-" says Hanta seriously, looking straight at Katsuki as he squeezes his hands together in his lap from where they’d dropped at Katsuki’s words. He wants to be reassuring but his embarrassment is making him feel even more like an idiot than before. “I know you love me, but I got scared. It’s embarrassing as shit, but it’s true. My mind just immediately jumped to everything negative, and I couldn’t- I know you don’t say anything you don’t mean, and I know that you wouldn’t have treated this awkwardly if there weren’t feelings involved. I just- I don’t know, I panicked.”
“It’s okay, sweetheart, panicking after this, especially when we were drinking, isn’t really unexpected. I had my own moment of panic too, but I also reminded myself that drunk or not, I wanted to be here long before I had a drink in me. That’s all it took for me, but not everyone’s minds work like mine does.” explains Katsuki reassuringly, voice soft as his arms loosen until he’s got one hand brushing gently up and down Hanta’s back while the other holds Hanta’s thighs together. It’s obvious that they’re both ignoring the way Hanta’s all clenched up uncomfortably. “So, what do you need to help clear all of that up?”
“I just- okay, look, I know you weren’t going to just- my mind was-“ Hanta stumbles over his words, trying to push the fears out of his mouth because Katsuki deserves to know. He lets his head fall back and takes a deep breath that stutters through his throat and catches when Katsuki’s hand heats up lightly and passes over his lower back. “I didn’t even- my mind didn’t hesitate to think that you were leaving, and when I went out there to- well to make sure that my mind was lying, I… I saw that there weren't any clothes in the hall. My mind- I- let’s just say it took a worse turn than just you leaving me alone after that and inevitably ending our friendship because of tonight. You caught me attempting to stumble back to bed and hide, giving you a way out if you were going to leave because you regret what happened.”
It’s quiet for a few minutes, but Katsuki’s hand doesn’t stop moving, even if Hanta can feel him tensing up underneath him.
“Okay, I can see where your mind would go with that, and us being drunk doesn’t help that shit be easier to deny. Let’s set a few things straight though, okay?” asks Katsuki softly, easing into the conversation with a deep breath and cutting himself off to wait for Hanta’s nod. Once Hanta nods, even snuggling closer to Katsuki, then he relaxes as he continues on. “I didn’t fuckin’ plan to leave, at all, did I have my own panic and almost shower alone because I was worried you didn’t actually want me to be with you in that massive ass bath of yours? Yeah, I fuckin’ did. But I didn’t shower because I figured if you wanted me to, I could do it while you were in the bath. As far as the clothes go, I gathered them up and put them in your bathroom hamper after I started the water. Was just sorting through that shit cause I was gonna wash a load for you once the water was done filling up the bathtub.”
Hanta just sits there, turning further into Katsuki, burying his face in his neck as the words wash over him, and he realizes that maybe they shouldn’t have done this before going on a date. But he knows without a single doubt that he doesn’t regret it. The only thing he regrets is letting his ridiculous insecurities get into his head because he could’ve really messed everything up.
“Well, I probably shouldn’t have pushed so hard. I am so sorry, Suki. If I had just thought things through instead of getting all excited because I thought that I might not be the only one in love, we wouldn’t have had such a time letting the negativity get into our heads. I don’t regret this, fuck it was the best night I’ve ever had, literally, but I do regret not being sober enough to combat my ridiculous insecurities. I didn’t- I wasn’t trying to mess things up.” says Hanta softly, pulling away because he has to look Katsuki in the eye, hoping that he’ll understand how much this night means to him. He just hopes his fear doesn’t melt into view as well because damn is he scared of ruining the best thing he’s ever going to have.
“Should we have been sober? Yeah, sweetheart, probably. But do I regret having you like this, loving you like this tonight of all nights? Hell no. Hanta, I love you, and tonight has been a literal fucking dream. So, while this was not where I saw this shit going, us being all insecure and ridiculous with my cum dripping out of your ass, I have no regrets.” says Katsuki easily, though from the way his hands tensed up against Hanta, he knows that Katuski’s not having the best time with this conversation or this situation either. Hanta takes the hand on his thigh and brings it to his mouth to press his lips to the knuckles, offering some comfort as Katsuki continues on. “I told you that I’d take you on a date, and I still plan to do that so long as you still want that too. We will talk about it more in the morning, but for now, I guess there’s only a few questions left. Do you want me to stay here? If so, on the couch or in your bed with you?”
“I don’t want you to leave, and I don’t want you to sleep on the couch. So, yes, I want you to stay, and I want you in my bed with me. Katsuki, I want you to be here when I wake up, and I wanna be in your arms. Can we do that?” asks Hanta quietly, wanting to reassure Katsuki while also asking his own questions because Katsuki asked him questions that told Hanta what he wanted too. “If you don’t want to take a bath with me, you don’t have to, I promise. But can- can you at least stay with me?”
“Sure, sweetheart, we can do that. I will gladly hold you all night long, wrap you up in my arms and hold you close as we sleep. As far as the bath or shower goes, that tub of yours is far too fuckin’ big for one person. If you want me to be in there too, then I ain’t gonna argue with your ass.” replies Katsuki with a soft chuckle as he stands, holding Hanta close as he gets his hands properly wrapped around him to secure him in his arms.
“Sounds like a plan then.” says Hanta with a snort as they leave his bedroom and head over to the bathroom.
After that, things quiet down. It’s soft and gentle the way that Katsuki lowers Hanta into the bath before climbing in behind him. Hanta melts into him as Katsuki’s arms wrap around him and hold him close, and he sighs when Katsuki turns on the jets in the tub, feeling his body melt even further into their epsom salt, jet bath. Hanta doesn’t know how long he spends laying back against Katsuki’s chest, his head turned so he can press his nose into Katsuki’s neck while his eyes are closed. What he does know is that Katsuki’s hands haven’t stayed above his waist, though it’s not sexual. Katsuki massaged his thighs, even coming behind him to rub deeply into his lower back as the epsom salts helped turn Hanta into puddy.
“We have to clean you out and then wash ourselves, sweetheart.” says Katsuki softly, breath ghosting over his forehead before lips brush softly across it as well.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” murmurs Hanta with a sigh before he adjusts himself. “I can do that if you wanna start cleaning yourself.”
“Nah, I’ll help you. I put it in that ass of yours, sweetheart. I’m pretty sure I can clean it out.” replies Katsuki cheekily, winking when Hanta turns to look at him properly with wide eyes.
So, Hanta rolls his eyes before letting Katsuki clean him up properly. His body tenses at the intrusion, sparks of pleasure mellowed out by the aching in his bones as Katsuki helps him wash up. They’re quick to get washed up and out of the bath after that, and they end up opting for boxers only when trying to decide what to wear to bed. Hanta dumps the comforter on the floor, wrapping it up and setting it on the other side of his bedside table while directing Katsuki to his closet where another comforter is sitting untouched at the bottom with an orange and black color scheme.
As they get settled under the lightweight comforter, ceiling fan going along with a box fan, Hanta feels himself get tugged into Katsuki’s arms as they wrap around his waist. His back is pressed into Katsuki’s chest, and when he lifts his knees up some to curl in like he normally would, Katsuki’s knees slot perfectly behind his. Hanta brings one of Katsuki’s hands up to his chest, settling it over his hammering heart as he slots their fingers together loosely while his other hand rests around Katsuki’s other one at the top of his waist.
“I’ll make pancakes in the morning, blueberry with strawberry compote, and then I will remind you that I am in love with you.” whispers Katsuki into his ear, voice so soft that it sends shivers through Hanta that make him press back further.
Hanta twists his head to catch Katsuki’s lips in a gentle kiss, before saying, “I will remind you the same, Suki. Thank you for this, for tonight.”
Katsuki just kisses him again before they settle in, and sleep comes with an ease Hanta’s never known when alcohol is involved. But he’s in the arms of the man he loves, and that means more to him than anything else has in a long time.