Chapter One; Not All Men Are Created Equal
Third Person Point of View
Katsuki sat on the couch at Kirishima's house, lazily swirling the drink in his cup. All of his fellow classmates were grinding and dancing together drunkenly, their inhibitions far out the window. He, personally, preferred to just get a nice buzz, otherwise he would end up making a complete ass of himself. He couldn't let that get out though.
"Kaaaacchan," Katsuki heard an inebriated Izuku slur as he scuffled into view. He flinched when the shorter male straddled his waist but only eyed him apprehensively instead of just pushing him off like he usually would. Katsuki had drank enough that he didn't feel the need to; he was curious to see where this would go.
"What the fuck do you want nerd?"
"You should know by now what I want."
Katsuki knew alright. Izuku had a 'thing' for him, that wasn't anything new. The thing was, Izuku was usually very shy and didn't really hang out with anyone aside from Iida, Ochako and Todoroki. As soon as he had told Ochako that he had feelings for Bakugou it was over, she blabbed to all of the other girls in Class 1-A. It was only a matter of time before Katsuki heard it 'through the grapevine' so to speak.
As of late though, Katsuki had not gotten any action and he was feeling frisky. Izuku was cute, and in the moment Katsuki saw nothing wrong with what they were doing, but he didn't want any of the others to find out. He also didn't want to take advantage of the green haired teenager, nor did Bakugou want Izuku to think that their relationship was anything more than just sex.
He was about to decline when the smaller of the two ground his hips into Katsuki's which earned a hesitant growl from the blond.
"That's better," Midoriya purred, starting up a slow rhythm and rocking his own member against the others'. Katsuki grabbed onto Izuku's hips, pressing him forward the slightest bit and groaning lowly when their denim clad erections brushed against each other nicely.
"You, upstairs, now," Katsuki demanded, pushing Izuku off of his lap for the moment and in the direction of the stairs.
Once they had found a vacant room Katsuki shut and locked the door before ridding himself of his clothing. By the time that he was completely naked, Izuku had already removed his own clothes and was laying on the bed with his legs spread apart just enough that the blond could see his hard cock. The emerald beauty grasped it firmly but began stroking it languidly.
Katsuki drank in the sight, biting his bottom lip and grunting approvingly. Sure he didn't have any romantic feelings for the other, but seeing him like this.. So bold, so aroused.. Katsuki couldn't help himself. He turned back towards his pants that he had thrown on the floor haphazardly and fetched a condom from his back pocket. He wasn't expecting to get any, though he was always prepared. Slowly, and very seductively, he sauntered over to the foot of the bed. His eyes raked over Izuku's short frame lustfully.
"Teasing me already? Well now, that isn't very fair," Katsuki uttered with a fake pout before Izuku placed both of his hands on either side of Katsuki's face. He brought the other in close for a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss.
Izuku groaned the following morning when he felt a side-splitting headache tear through him. Last night was a total blur and as a result of that when he rolled over onto his side, his face bumped against a smooth as well as toned chest.. He was utterly baffled.
"Morning," Katsuki stated while gazing down at Izuku who had his eyebrows knitted together out of frustration and bewilderment.
"Ka.. Kacchan? What did we do last night?" Issue inquired tentatively, his cheeks turning bright red as he had just realized that he was in fact stark naked beneath the covers with his crush.
"To put it simply, we fucked," Katsuki spoke nonchalantly, figuring it was the best way to tell Izuku.
'Great, the first time I get to be intimate with Kacchan and I can't even remember a damn thing. Fantastic.' Izuku thought to himself as his facial turned sour.
"What does that make us then?" he questioned, genuinely curious while he brought up a hand to caress Katsuki's chest brazenly.
This was what Katsuki was dreading. He didn't want to hurt Izuku, contrary to how he had previously treated the other when they were younger. Of course he was still a bundle of rage but he had since matured and after seeing Izuku as more of an equal, he didn't necessarily want to hurt him like that anymore.
"I'm not really looking for a relationship yet but I'd be willing to maybe be friends with benefits," he muttered albeit a little coy-ishly. After last night he did feel much more attracted physically towards Izuku. The green eyed teenager flushed even more when he looked up to see Bakugou looking the other way nervously. That was something he had never even dreamt of seeing or hearing Bakugou say. Bakugou scoffed when he noticed Izuku staring at him before sliding out of bed so he could get changed.
Izuku didn't want to just be friends with benefits but he was inclined to try if it meant getting closer to Katsuki.