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"Katsuki Bakugo. Make it fast or hang the fuck up."

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[blastedass]

[Okay now the little shit's being a rebellious punk and hitting him where it actually makes a good point. His fucking logic's rather sound right now and that pisses him off! Especially because his body is VERY MUCH on board with having a repeat of that entire thing (lower back and ass might take more convincing) despite the aches right now, and his mind isn't exactly turned off by it either, erstwhile pride screaming obscenities on the side.

Katsuki, on the other hand, goes red as a damn tomato, hair somehow spiking up even more.]

THERE'S A FUCKING DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THAT AND WHAT WE NORMALLY DO!!

[Just ignore his dick giving it a thumbs up. Or a dick up.]

[defendure]

There is not! [ Well. There kind of is? Katsuki usually doesn't cede control like that and let Izuku run wild. It's not like Izuku doesn't get the problem here - besides Katsuki's usual hatred of any sort of event, he's...

Embarrassed, like Izuku. But also probably mad about liking it because it entailed giving up control willingly.

But, well...Izuku finally gets a little bit aggravated with being shaken, and shoves up, trying to flip his angry boyfriend. Not for sexual purposes at the moment despite the dick up. ]

It's the same thing as always, Kacchan. What's it matter what we do as long as we like it? You're still you and I'm still me.

[blastedass]

There is not! [ Well. There kind of is? Katsuki usually doesn't cede control like that and let Izuku run wild. It's not like Izuku doesn't get the problem here - besides Katsuki's usual hatred of any sort of event, he's...

Yes there is!! [His entire personality was shot to fucking hell with some god damn submissive shit! He never would've rolled over and offered agreement like that! Even if Katsuki knows the event's the one behind it and Izuku's basically free of all blame, he's still taking it out on him because...

Yeah. He's completely embarrassed. Humiliated. Guilty over knowing he liked it and Izuku knows that as well. Probably evident in his refusal to choke him or punch him or blow him up. Just yelling and shaking and getting all red in the face while his brain's being unhelpful with its reminders.

A surprised yelp is all he gets before Izuku's sudden shove earns them both flipping over. Though Katsuki's reflexes aren't to be belittled and he slams both hands down, ending up braced on his hands and feet with Izuku more or less caught on his front. Before pointedly taking a seat in front of the other boy.

They're both aggravated.]

Because that wasn't me. [Seethed between his teeth.] I know it's me, of course I fucking do, I just... fucking hate it when they influence us like that! [Katsuki looks at his hand before clenching an explosion inside it.] It's like looking back and feeling like something else was piloting my damn body.

[That's the truth he's really so flustered about. So no. He's not blaming Izuku.]

And I liked it... All of it.

[Guilty pleasure. But still, Izuku should know seceding any sort of control over himself to something else is difficult for Katsuki. Some of it's from those quiet little PTSD scars left behind by both of his kidnappings.]

[defendure]

[ Izuku thinks of it a little different. It was him, just...with a push. More confident. He knows he didn't do anything he didn't want to do solely because he did it with Katsuki. And he knows that's part of the issue, but...

This little admission is what he also knew. Katsuki doesn't like giving up control -

Or he doesn't like that he likes it.

Still... ]

It's okay. It's just me, Kacchan. I mean...right now, just...

[ This feels like one of those times where he needs to say the right thing. He's not sure what it is, so he just grabs for Katsuki's hands instead. Always feels better holding them. ]

It's just me and you. You know if you ever say stop I will. And...you have to know I won't ever judge you for anything we do together. Not, um...not in bed, or uh, I suppose we did a lot out of it -

[blastedass]

[Katsuki knows it's "him" in that sense. Just like someone who does drugs is still "them" when they do something under the fucking influence. But there's a difference between trying to blame it on drugs when you take the drugs voluntarily yourself, and when someone slips you a fucking roofie without you knowing.

It'd be a lie to say he did things the past few days that he'd never want to do, however. That's one of the harder aspects of this he doesn't want to come to grips with. He liked it.

Izuku's talking to him and the blonde's hackles slowly start to calm down as he listens to him. Hands starting to smoke on the surface of the sheets, so he pulls them off and crosses his arms over his chest instead. Grumpy.

Well, at least until Izuku pulls them from the fold and holds his hands. So he pouts instead.]

I know.

[All of that. It's Izuku, influence or not; always has been and always will be. He won't get judged for exploring and discovering his own kinks and guilty pleasure. He'll have full control to end things if he really doesn't want them. He certainly remembers they did a lot of shit NOT in the fucking bed...

Katsuki lowers his head in frustration, hands tightening on Izuku's own. Suck it up. Move on.]

My ass hurts, you fucking monster. I'm gonna pay you back for everything. [Red eyes blaze up through his choppy bangs, burning into Izuku's emerald gaze.] Tenfold.

[Right. Because threatening Izuku with sex has always worked in Katsuki's favor.]

[defendure]

[ Smoke his hands, he doesn't care. He's still watching Katsuki, that concern half for the other boy and half for them as a whole. The threat actually gets him to smile, even if that wasn't remotely the goal. ]

Go for it. [ The sex threat literally never works. Threatening not to have sex with him would work better, but Katsuki would be punishing himself, too. ]

I, um, did a lot so - you can do whatever you want to me all of January. Promise.

[ Even though this event was only five days...

He figures Katsuki will chill out and not mind switching again after about a week, honestly. ]

[blastedass]

[Katsuki'll go vent later on; he's had his raging for now and Izuku's normal way of handling it means he's back from explosions off to sparking and grumbles. Not a vast improvement, but it's something. Izuku's smile at the threat helps as well because that gives Katsuki free rein to demolish his stupid EVERYTHING for the next month!

He gives the other boy a leering villainous grin that promises nothing but what he's imagining. (And yeah, no sex is a double edged sword he's not always ready to fall on. Even if he's better about holding off than the class bunny.)]

Bitch, I didn't need your promise. I was already gonna fucking DO that!

[Five days of that is worth a month of revenge. Change his mind. (And stop knowing him so well, dammit.)

Katsuki scowls at their hands before glancing to the side.]

Surprised you didn't get fucking dehydrated...

[defendure]

[ He's fine with not switching for his guesstimated week to make Katsuki feel better? He definitely doesn't think his boyfriend will be willing to go an entire month without their usual back and forth, but he's not stupid enough to tell Katsuki that. There's no reason to trigger his defensive stubbornness on this. ]

Oh, I feel exhausted, but we did drink and eat during...just um, not as much as we probably should have...

[ He'll have to keep an eye on it if this happens again. Hm. ]

Want me to make you breakfast before we do presents? It can be step one of my penance?

[ Actually he just feels like doting but Katsuki is more likely to accept taking it a bit easier if Izuku makes it sound like punishment for himself rather than doing something nice for his boyfriend, because he's bizarre like that. ]

[blastedass]

[That's 99.9% going to happen. Leave him completely exhausted and drained with some major bruising and aching around his lower back, hips, ass, and thighs. Maybe even his arms and legs and wherever else Katsuki feels like grappling him and pinning the other boy to the bed, wall, floor, etc. But Izuku's right in Katsuki would get bored of the same thing after a week. Sexual dynamic wise. He's a switch, even if he's a bitch about admitting to liking the control pulled from him.]

No shit.

[Not even going to mention how a few meals turned into fucking on the table. God, the kitchen's seen more ass and dick in five days than it's seen in three months. (Fucking in the kitchen isn't one of Katsuki's preferences cause they fucking eat in there.)

Mentioning breakfast gets his stomach growling instantly and he scowls at the idea of Izuku making it. Mostly because while Izuku can hold his own in the kitchen, Katsuki had plans for something more extravagant for Christmas morning.]

You can help.

[He'll give him that much. But when Katsuki pushes forward to get to his knees and move off the bed, his whole body kicks him right in the ass.]

HNGH!! [And dropping onto his elbow, eyes widening and teeth grit from the jolt up his spine. Fuck!] What'd you do to my ass?!

[defendure]

[ Izuku would likely get bored in the same way - he's only not complaining because he knows it's going to work out around about the usual way.

Izuku's getting out of bed with less, uh, issue? He's sore, but just the tired sort. He's also biting his lip and looking wildly embarrassed, the red flush brilliant under his freckles. ]

Um. 5%. A lot.

[ Katsuki's feeling the side effects of dating someone with a strength quirk. ]

[blastedass]

[He's still going to wreck Izuku enough the other boy's going to need a fucking day of rest between that week and the next one, dammit! Turn him into a soaking mess all over the floor or whatever surface he finishes with him on.

Katsuki rubs at his tailbone and growls at himself for the pain, but also at Izuku for shattering his fucking pelvis and whatever else he murdered his ass with. Can definitely feel some of their last tryst leaking down his leg too...

Glaring death at Izuku's freckled strawberry face, Katsuki slowly climbs out of bed, checking his hips and ass for bruise--

WOW.]

I'm gonna fucking turn your ass inside out...

[Stalking off to the bathroom to get a shower. Well, more stiff-walk quasi-stagger to the bathroom.]

[defendure]

[ Izuku is at least not offering to help, but he does follow after, because he should probably wash off too and he's kind of worried about Katsuki so he wants to be around just in case. ]

You said 5% was okay!

[ Previously. And then they never got to it because Katsuki lost it around 2-3%, and then it didn't come up again until now...he's really embarrassed but he also looks kind of - guiltily proud? Happy? It's kind of nice to see the results of your own efforts, even when the efforts are this.

They both go overboard leaving marks for a reason, after all. ]

A-and, I can take whatever you can throw at me, Kacchan.

[blastedass]

[Fortunately he doesn't snap at him for following him, though he isn't getting into the shower just yet. Instead Katsuki's in front of the mirror, looking at himself and the entire slew of bodily proof (damage) he's taken from those five days of complete sexual deviancy. Holy fuck... No wonder everything hurts.]

I WASN'T IN MY RIGHT MIND ALL WEEK!! I COULDA SAID 20%

[But the fact he's NOT ripped to pieces shows Izuku's still Izuku, dominant drunk or not. At least he can always count on that being the case.

Katsuki traces a few of the hand prints and scratches and other bruises all over him, even checks his ass because that's a prime target for the destruction he was wrought the past five days.]

Uh-huh. I'll keep that in mind...

[Another click of the tongue in annoyance before he looks at Izuku. Submissive as he was, Katsuki isn't a pillow queen by any means and he's gonna snirk a little at seeing the marks he left on Izuku. Heh, bastard didn't escape without battle scars.]

[defendure]

You said that like, last month.

[ A dog with a bone. And of course he didn't injure Katsuki beyond, uh, all the bruises and soreness and scratches. Nothing out of the ordinary but usually they have more recovery time... ]

And you handled it. Is 5% still an okay limit?

[ Checking in, again. He's leaning on the bathroom doorframe now, just watching for the time being. ]

[blastedass]

[Katsuki shoves away from the mirror with a growl and stomps over to the shower, wrenching the knob to turn it on harder than he should. He said a lot of things last month but yeah, that was one of them. Sex with 20% OFA Izuku would be a mixture of probably fun but fucking insane and stupid at the same time.

Blackwhip and Explosion getting involved in sex was ironically the safer route if they wanted Quirks with their Fuck.]

When the fuck did I ever say I couldn't handle it?

[He sticks his hand under the water, testing the temperature as it warms up.]

[defendure]

I didn't even remotely imply you couldn't...

[ He would be seriously worried about 20%. But he could be persuaded to go up some from 5% only if they were careful? It's give and take of finding their limits. ]

Just, tell me if you ever want to change that hard limit in either direction.

[blastedass]

[Izuku doesn't remotely imply a lot of things Katsuki assumes he does. That's part of the package of dealing with this Bomb Bastard.

Maybe in the future he'll think about going past 5%. Of course, they are only human, so there's the risk of going past that limit and ending up finishing in 30 seconds... DONE!!

Katsuki scoffs at the limit change before stepping into the shower.]

Uh-huh. [He gestures for Izuku to get in with him.] And if you ever want me to nuke your ass in bed, you just have to ask.

[Said with a grin that suggests Izuku probably shouldn't ask.]

[defendure]

[ Okay, he shouldn't? And yet? ]

You said you didn't want to burn me. You wanna try now?

[ He's laser focused on the offer, because he kind of has asked. Not for like scars or anything but Katsuki wasn't willing to do more than the gentle sparks before... ]

[blastedass]

I've blasted you plenty of times and you haven't had more than a fucking dust off.

[Damn shonen manga not being realistic with physics. Katsuki's still giving him a look that's asking if he's serious.

Because blowing him up during sex kind of threatens to, you know, end the sex. You can't fuck when your partner's across the room with his head through the wall.]

[defendure]

Yeah, I know... [ And he's not exactly wanting to be thrown through a wall or anything. Izuku looks a little bit embarrassed. ]

It's just kind of an...attractive idea...?

[blastedass]

I used them in the Shit Village.

[When he was literally rebounding their hips between his exploding hands, trying to match the force of Izuku's 2-3% release.]

[defendure]

I really liked that.

[ It's not what he meant, but...Izuku wanders into the bathroom proper, right up to behind Katsuki, mostly to hug him from behind. He's clingy. ]

[blastedass]

He-!!

[Katsuki's arms hike up on reflex at getting hugged, mostly cause 1) hug unannounced, and 2) he's fucking sore!!

But lets him have it cause Izuku's in the shower now.]

I'll do it again later. In the yard.

[Cause he's not doing that in the house.]

[defendure]

[ He's being gentle! Let him be clingy and affectionate! Or just blast him away like usual, Izuku will survive either option. Though he's nuzzling into Katsuki's neck sort of sleepily. ]

Okay. Or we could do it at the beach...

[ He likes pseudo-public-sex, shut up. Sex in public but where they have a chance of not being caught. ]

[blastedass]

[NO!! You got clingy and affectionate for five fucking days and he's a god damn mess cause of it!! Still not blasting him away, so that's something. Katsuki frowns at the neck nuzzle and then grits his teeth when Izuku grazes over a particularly sensitive and over-hicked-hickey. Jeeze!!]

People are gonna fucking hear us doing that at the beach!

[But it's totally fine to do it in someone's backyard behind some thickets in a tent... Wait-- A chance of NOT being caught?!

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