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Katsuki doesn't believe in luck. Or fate. Or karma. Or any of these things, really. They are the top heroes of the country because of hard work not because of some funny coincidence or destiny or whatever.
But at moments like these he thinks that, maybe, a small part of him thinks he must have done something very right in his past life.
Shouto is sitting on his work desk completely naked, hero suit discarded the moment they entered his office.
She's playing with her pierced clit, legs spread wide open for Katsuki to see. To watch her juices drip all over his work papers he meticulously filled out until not too long ago. Still, Katsuki sure as fuck won't complain.
"You're so fucking wet, Princess," he says, running one of his fingers through her wet pussy lips, then licks it clean like it's his favourite treat. Maybe it is.
"Someone could walk in, you know," he says and she moans at his words.
She sure loves the idea of someone walking in on them, and Katsuki kind of gets it, sure. But he also locked the door because he definitely won't share the sight of his completely naked girlfriend playing with herself with some random extra. (If Hawks decides to randomly show up at his floor to ceiling windows then whatever.)
He runs his fingers through her folds a second time, makes her lick it clean before pushing a finger inside her puss. She's biting her bottom lip, frowning slightly because it's a tight fit.
It always is, at first, because she is tiny and Katsuki thinks back to their first time. How she couldn't take him because she is So Small and it hurt and she got upset and wouldn't relax so Katsuki ended up eating her out instead.
The fact that her tiny body can take so much is exhilarating. Katsuki doesn't do drug but watching Shouto just take, take, take? It makes him several different kinds of high.
"Katsuki," she says, locking eyes with him and her voice is so full of lust. of want.
"You want more, doll?"
"Yes," she breathes and the moan that escapes her mouth as he adds a second finger into her tight hole is so loud Katsuki is sure someone must have heard her.
He captures her lips with his own then, kissing her slowly as he works his fingers into her and she wraps both of her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
He's so hard Katsuki is almost certain he's gonna spill in his pants like a horny teenager the moment Shouto as much as brushes her fingers against his still clothed dick.
"Fuck, you're beautiful."
"Thanks," she smiles at him. "I know."
It would sound cocky to others, she's been called conceited by the media multiple times. Which is bullshit. She knows she's strong, yes, she won't take shit from anyone, sure, but she's one of the most selfless people Katsuki has ever met.
She's been criticised for not being girly enough, for wearing too much make-up, too little make-up, for showing too much skin, not showing enough skin, the list goes on.
But Katsuki knows how hard she worked to get that confident. Knows how much she struggled with her appearance, how she had to learn to love herself. To see the beauty Katsuki sees when he looks at her.
He's pretty sure the countless times he fucked her against a mirror helped with that.
She'd been so shy at first, averted her eyes until Katsuki gripped her chin, made her watch herself take him. She loves it now, will drag him towards the full-body mirror so she can watch. Katsuki has caught her masturbating in front of the mirror multiple times, has watched as she played with herself until she came, eyes locking with Katsuki's through the mirror.
"More," she says and Katsuki willingly obliges, pushes in a third finger slowly and watches as she frowns slightly at the feeling, watches for any sign of discomfort although he knows Shouto would tell him if it was too much.
"I meant一your cock," she says. "Want you inside."
"Gonna make you come on my fingers first, princess," he grins, crooking his fingers just so and Shouto moans loudly in response, arching her back.
Shouto willingly spreads her legs even further.
Katsuki's free hand finds her boob, kneads it lightly before he twists her nipple meanly.
They are small, her boobs, and she used to think it bothers him, asked if he'd prefer someone with bigger boobs, even suggested she could get a boob job just for him which is ridiculous, really. It's her body and she's perfect in every way but the knowledge that she'd go to such lengths for him really did something to him.
He leans forward so he can kiss her. Her lips first, then trailing soft kisses down her chin, her collarbones, her boobs before taking her nipple in his mouth, sucking lightly and he hears the way her breath catches in the back of her throat.
His fingers keep thrusting into her hole, slowly, and Katsuki can tell she's close. His kisses wander further down until he presses one right above her vulva, on her neatly trimmed two-toned hair before he flicks his tongue over her pierced clit.
"Fuck一Katsuki please ."
Katsuki just hums in repsonse, mouth busy working on her clit, his tongue playfully stimulating it at varying speeds as his fingers thrust into her faster, deeper until he feels her clench around them, legs shaking slightly as he works her through her orgasm.
She's still trying to catch her breath when he sits down on his chair, smirking up at her while she looks back at him with big eyes. There's confusion written all over her face.
"Aren't you going to fuck me?"
"You really made a mess, Princess," he says in lieu of an answer.
She follows his gaze to the crumbled papers spread on his desk and the moment her eyes land on the juices that dripped all over his work her cheeks turn even redder than they had been post orgasm.
"Oh."
"Yeah, oh," he mocks as he finally takes his hard dick out of his pants. She watches him, expression morphing into confusion once again. He can practically see the gears in her head turning.
He grips her by her tiny waist, places her in front of him so she looks down at him and he just raises an eyebrow.
"What are you gonna do about it?"
"Do you want me to suck you off?"
Katsuki grins up at her. That wouldn't be much of a punishment with how much Shouto loves sucking cock. She's good at it, the best Katsuki has ever had and he's not just thinking that because of how much he loves her. The sensation of her quirk when his dick is buried deep down her throat is indescribable.
"I want you to keep me warm while I re-do the reports I've worked so hard on," he says and sees the moment realization hits her.
"Oh," she says again and looks at his cock, then at his face. "Yeah, I一okay."
He reaches for her hand, pulls her closer gently and she places both of her hands on his shoulders as she straddles his hips. He watches her swallow before she lowers herself on his cock, slowly, and they both breathe out a silent "fuck" when the tip enters.
"How are you still so tight after coming on three of my fingers?"
Shouto pretty much whimpers as she lowers herself even further until Katsuki bottoms out and she's fully seated in his lap. She rests her forehead against his, eyes closed.
"So full," she mutters and Katsuki hums in response.
She's moving her hips slightly and Katsuki grips her waist again so he can hold her in place.
"Need you to keep still, doll," he says and watches her mouth morph into a pout. "Not gonna get any fucking work done if you're moving around," he adds.
He starts sorting through the papers. The crumbled ones would probably still be acceptable but Katsuki refuses to hand in work that isn't absolutely perfect.
"It's weird," Shouto says, head leaned on Katsuki's shoulder, arms wrapped around his neck.
She hasn't said anything for the past couple of minutes which is somewhat surprising. Katsuki really thought she'd squeeze the fuck out of his dick or try to distract him some other way but she's been patiently sitting with his dick buried deep inside her wet warm pussy while Katsuki actually got some work done.
"What is?"
Nothing weird about making your girlfriend come while she's spreading her legs on your work desk and then having her warm your cock while you are re-doing reports. A typical Tuesday evening, a normal way to end your work day.
"Me being naked when you're not," she explains. "It feels weird. On my skin. Not in a bad way though."
Katsuki leans back so he can look at her and she looks back at him, pupils blown wide.
Shouto look absolutely stunning, her cheeks tinted slightly red.
"I take it you finished your work?"
He doesn't reply, thrusts up into her instead and she immediately grinds down, asking for more. He really kept her waiting long enough.
"You've done so well, doll," he says and she practically purrs with the praise. "Always so good for me."
He picks her up then and the action pushes his cock even deeper inside her, eliciting a high pitched moan out of her mouth. He lays her down on his desk一away from his re-done reports一hips lined up at the edge so he can easily thrust into her and she wraps her legs around him, trying to pull him even closer.
He grips her hips hard, hopefully hard enough to leave marks, and starts fucking into her slowly, watches where their bodies are connected, where her greedy hole seems to try to pull him as deep as possible.
"Harder, Katsuki," she says and the blond does not need to be told twice.
The pace he sets is almost brutal and he wouldn't be surprised if her back ends up being chafed. Definitely wouldn't be the first time.
Shouto's needy moans echo in the room and Katsuki once again is convinced people outside must be hearing them. Not that he minds. That, too, wouldn't be the first time.
She reaches for one of his hands with her own, laces their fingers together as he keeps fucking into her. Her hand is colder than usual and he knows she must be struggling to keep her quirk under control, he's seen a tiny flicker of a flame on her left hand a moment earlier.
No-one has better control over their quirk than Shouto一apart from Katsuki, duh一but when he fucks her like this and she gets close and overstimulated she sometimes lets go of some of that control. Because she can. Because she feels safe with him. It makes Katsuki kind of proud, really.
He feels her squeeze around him, watches her mouth part in a silent scream as her orgasm hits her and Katsuki fucks her through it. Keeps thrusting into her until her legs start shaking because she's so overstimulated but he keeps going until he spills inside her, their fingers still interlaced.
He doesn't pull out immediately. He never does because she likes it when he stays inside, keeps his cum inside of her for a while longer.
He reaches for her face, strokes her cheek lightly and she lean into it.
"I love you," he says and laughs when she just mumbles incoherently. "Fucked you that good, huh?"
He pulls out then, watches his cum drip out of her used hole before scooping some it up with his fingers. She licks his fingers clean obediently and he repeats the action, her sensitive hole clenching every time he plunges his fingers back inside.
"Too much" she says when he crooks his fingers so he removes them, licks them clean himself and Shouto watches with big eyes.
"Let's go take a fucking shower then," he says and pulls her into a sitting position then kisses her temple.
She nods before jumping off the table and landing on shaky legs, collecting her discarded work uniform from the floor while Katsuki tucks his dick back in so he doesn't walk towards the agency showers with his dick out.
He glances at Shouto. Even if people haven't heard her they sure as fuck will know what they had been up to. She looks completely fucked out, her hair a complete mess and it makes him stupidly proud because she doesn't get like that, her hair almost impeccable even when fighting villains一most of the time.
"You could fuck me again," she says while putting her clothes on, omitting her underwear. "In the showers."
"Too much," he mocks in an admittedly very bad imitation of his girlfriend's voice but it makes her laugh regardless.
"That was 2 minutes ago, I couldn't feel my legs."
"You're insufferable."
"You love me," she pouts and Katsuki wants to kiss her stupid because she's so incredibly cute. "You said so. Several times."
"I did," he agrees. Of course he did. He loves her and he loves telling her how much he does because she deserves to be told and her reaction to hearing him say it is absolutely beautiful. "For some fucking reason I really do. Love you."
She smiles at that. The smile that shows her one dimple. The smile that is almost blinding, the one that rendered him speechless the first time he saw it. The one that's reserved for Katsuki. (And cats. All of them.)
"I love you too, Katsuki."
Katsuki kisses the crown of her head before pushing her towards the door.
"Let's get that fucking shower and get the fuck out of here," he says. They have spent more time at the agency than he likes一although it was time very well spent.
When Shouto opens her mouth to protest he adds, "I'll fuck your brains out once we get home", earning himself a satisfied nod.
His eyes briefly meet Deku's when they leave the room and yup, he definitely heard一he refuses to even glance at Shouto and his face is beet red. As if Deku hadn't walked in on them on multiple occasions already.
"G-good work today, you two," he stutters, looking at the wall. "See you tomorrow!"
Katsuki just snorts and follows Shouto, who happily waves Deku goodbye, to the showers.