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"I don't believe in love." Katsuki huffs as he pounds into you from behind, pulling lightly at your hair to scratch your light itch to be dominated.
Sneaky bastard knows you too well.
"Yeah." You groan out, trying and failing to keep your voice level as his hard cock glides in and out of your wet pussy. "You've told me this a million times."
"Fuckin' let me finish!" Katsuki growls, releasing your hair in favor of your hips. His hot, calloused hands grip the sides of your waist with a touch that's anything but gentle. He uses the new position to get closer to you, to get a better angle. You cry out as he hits a deliciously sensitive spot inside. Fuck he's good at this.
It's no surprise that at thirty years old Katsuki Bakugo has mastered the art of sex. You're just surprised he's decided to have sex with you. The two of you have been close friends since school, but only recently have you started fucking. After a decade of casual hookups, Katsuki had tried his hand at dating. With his challenging schedule and...difficult...personality, Katsuki had not been having much success in the local romance scene. After one particularly terrible date involving a woman with a flammable quirk and a spilled martini, Katsuki had sought you out at one of your local haunts. He'd cozied up to you at the bar, places his large hand on your upper thigh and huskily said under his breath: "You up for a quick fuck? I need something to take the edge off after the shit night I've had."
And how could you say no?
That was four months ago.
You've been sleeping with Katsuki almost every weekend night since. At some point it just became more convenient than looking for other people to hook up with - the two of you share a complicated career schedule, and your apartments happen to be situated a mere ten minute walk from one another. Admittedly, easy access to sex has never been at the top of your priority list - but now that you have it, it's hard to let it go.
Katsuki gives you a hard thrust and digs his hands into your hips, bringing you back to the present. You let out an embarrassingly whiney moan as he ruts his hips against yours again.
"Are you listening, idiot?"
If you thought Katsuki was capable of using pet names during sex, you'd be wrong.
Katsuki sighs, slowing down his pace and looking over at you to ensure you're alright. You nod weakly, looking back at him over your shoulder.
"I was saying..." He makes a frustrated noise as he forces himself to wrap his tongue around the words. "I don't believe in love...but. I think that...with you...this is the closest I've ever come to feeling it."
You gasp, your heart doing a little glowing dance of joy in your chest.
He stops thrusting into you, waiting to hear what you'll say.
There's a moment of disbelieving silence before you press back into him. Could he really mean...?
"I love you, too, Kats." You say, the words bubbling out of you before you have the chance to hold them back. Your pussy throbs at the sentence, your tight heat pulsing around Katsuki's hard dick. You're struck with inspiration."Now fuck me like you mean it."
Katsuki rolls his eyes, but he doesn't need telling twice.
"Shit." He says sarcastically as he gets back to work rearranging your guts with his hard cock. "The things I do for love."