[did denji really think he was going to be able to express a desire to someone who likes him and has put in a lot of work to make him happy, and not have said person, with his melodramatic and explosive competitive streak, take it as a goal to achieve for his boyfriend? ironically, katsuki would've let it fly with a grunt and acceptance if denji hadn't added that self-depreciating flip at the end of it, immediately striking the blonde's irritation. and it's not just the half-devil this is for; katsuki's eternal undercurrent of pissed at "being on call" all the time rises up with an indignant demand as to why they can't go on a vacation! none of them asked to be here, kaiju aren't always attacking every day, and fuck it, they can take some time out for themselves if they damn well want! especially those who developed relationships. if denji wanted a heartfelt, chill exchange of fantasies, he should've kept it more in the fantasy realm than listing out something very much doable. HEY!! he didn't miss the intimacy: a spark flicked on the kindling before a huge boom runs his mouth into action. the things you do for someone you care for this much... sheesh.
who knows if this result will teach denji to think before he speaks, or is simply rewarding the young man for speaking from his heart rather than a logical brain swirl. it's kind of cute, really. even if being called "unromantic" leaves him bristling. one, he doesn't want to be called romantic. but two, he doesn't like being "un-" anything either.]
And I'm saying you can do that, dammit!
[be sweet all you want, ripcord pecs! yes, katsuki had a wonderful childhood, free from any trauma and not wanting for much of anything in life. unfortunately, it meant he grew up to be a massive dick. and that included going "ewugh" towards romantic things. mushy shit always bothered him as being gross, unnecessary, distracting, and weird. likely because it came across as soft and vulnerable, in his mind. maybe he could blame it on his parents for being kissy-face around him as a youngster. or perhaps he got his mother's blood, a driven woman with a temper to rival her son's and whose idea of romance included aggressive flirting, dating, pursuit, and courtship until she got the man she wanted. katsuki likewise sees something he wants and it becomes a goal/challenge, even if it's for someone else in the end. if it's important to his boyfriend, it's going to be important to him. mostly. tits do not fall in that category.
look, they can talk about izuku at some point in the future, but it'll be a sore subject since the other boy's returned home. likewise, denji will get a kiss in public... eventually. katsuki did kiss him in the dorm common before.]
So what? If they didn't have to guts to say something, I don't wanna know.
[ironically, izuku's not shy about telling people girls avoided katsuki during middle school, he never received any valentine's gifts, and it's all due to the blonde's atrocious attitude. is it surprising? and while eijirou was definitely a manly guy who found katsuki extremely impressive, enough to develop a genuine friendship with him, it didn't become anything else. denji's the one that the blonde began to grow attached to more and more over the weeks, until this finally became the bloom between them. that soft sigh of a laugh against his lips prompts the bite without regret. he's bitten denji's tongue before, learning when is a good time to do it and when not to. similar to his boyfriend putting his hand on the back of katsuki's neck; there are times he should definitely not to that due to the ptsd reflex from the blonde's kidnapping. but other times? go ahead and hang onto it, just like katsuki's dicking around with denji's tongue. until it melts into a gentle kiss once more.
shivers ripple beneath the surface of his skin exploring fingers finally give into temptation. mapping out the contours of his pelvis, following the lines of his thighs, tracing up the side of his cock, teasing the round velvet of his tip, and even daring to thumb across the tender slit crowning the top. dammit, that's bordering on the line of temptation, taking what was half hard and encouraging it into full mast so close to denji's own impressive prick. katsuki releases the kiss with a low growl, though whether it's a warning to stop or a note to prepare is up to the half-devil's mind. as controlled as he can be, his boyfriend's naked, sitting under him, with a hard-on, and a flushed face, tongue playing across his lips and teeth, talking about going on a vacation for just the two of them...]
All right. I'll let you know our options. [looking into the hotels, finding out the pros and cons, then dropping the entire report on the bed between them for comparison and choosing later. road trip at a later time. (and yes, it's called given each other the best damn massage amid the spa's options.) katsuki shifts on denji's lap, resting his forehead against the other boy's forehead.] Bastard... you're enjoying this, aren't you.
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Date: 8/18/24 18:57 (UTC)who knows if this result will teach denji to think before he speaks, or is simply rewarding the young man for speaking from his heart rather than a logical brain swirl. it's kind of cute, really. even if being called "unromantic" leaves him bristling. one, he doesn't want to be called romantic. but two, he doesn't like being "un-" anything either.]
And I'm saying you can do that, dammit!
[be sweet all you want, ripcord pecs! yes, katsuki had a wonderful childhood, free from any trauma and not wanting for much of anything in life. unfortunately, it meant he grew up to be a massive dick. and that included going "ewugh" towards romantic things. mushy shit always bothered him as being gross, unnecessary, distracting, and weird. likely because it came across as soft and vulnerable, in his mind. maybe he could blame it on his parents for being kissy-face around him as a youngster. or perhaps he got his mother's blood, a driven woman with a temper to rival her son's and whose idea of romance included aggressive flirting, dating, pursuit, and courtship until she got the man she wanted. katsuki likewise sees something he wants and it becomes a goal/challenge, even if it's for someone else in the end. if it's important to his boyfriend, it's going to be important to him. mostly. tits do not fall in that category.
look, they can talk about izuku at some point in the future, but it'll be a sore subject since the other boy's returned home. likewise, denji will get a kiss in public... eventually. katsuki did kiss him in the dorm common before.]
So what? If they didn't have to guts to say something, I don't wanna know.
[ironically, izuku's not shy about telling people girls avoided katsuki during middle school, he never received any valentine's gifts, and it's all due to the blonde's atrocious attitude. is it surprising? and while eijirou was definitely a manly guy who found katsuki extremely impressive, enough to develop a genuine friendship with him, it didn't become anything else. denji's the one that the blonde began to grow attached to more and more over the weeks, until this finally became the bloom between them. that soft sigh of a laugh against his lips prompts the bite without regret. he's bitten denji's tongue before, learning when is a good time to do it and when not to. similar to his boyfriend putting his hand on the back of katsuki's neck; there are times he should definitely not to that due to the ptsd reflex from the blonde's kidnapping. but other times? go ahead and hang onto it, just like katsuki's dicking around with denji's tongue. until it melts into a gentle kiss once more.
shivers ripple beneath the surface of his skin exploring fingers finally give into temptation. mapping out the contours of his pelvis, following the lines of his thighs, tracing up the side of his cock, teasing the round velvet of his tip, and even daring to thumb across the tender slit crowning the top. dammit, that's bordering on the line of temptation, taking what was half hard and encouraging it into full mast so close to denji's own impressive prick. katsuki releases the kiss with a low growl, though whether it's a warning to stop or a note to prepare is up to the half-devil's mind. as controlled as he can be, his boyfriend's naked, sitting under him, with a hard-on, and a flushed face, tongue playing across his lips and teeth, talking about going on a vacation for just the two of them...]
All right. I'll let you know our options. [looking into the hotels, finding out the pros and cons, then dropping the entire report on the bed between them for comparison and choosing later. road trip at a later time. (and yes, it's called given each other the best damn massage amid the spa's options.) katsuki shifts on denji's lap, resting his forehead against the other boy's forehead.] Bastard... you're enjoying this, aren't you.
[playing with him. tempting him.]