When he grinds his round, plump cheeks against Izuku’s hard cock, giving him permission, Izuku positions himself at the wet entrance inviting him in.
They both gasp into each other’s mouths as he slides in, Kacchan still soft and wet from earlier even though he still squeezes around Izuku.
They both gasp into each other’s mouths as he slides in, Kacchan still soft and wet from earlier even though he still squeezes around Izuku.
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He doesn’t release Kacchan’s face, whose red eyes peek under pale lashes, a flush spreading across his cheeks as Izuku’s long, thick cock drags in and out of him.
“Beautiful…”
It’s a word that always has its most effect on Kacchan. Along with “my husband” that Izuku always throws around at any opportunity while out in public or work, ring flashing at the cameras.
He doesn’t realize he’s picking up pace until he hears the fleshy slap of Kacchan’s cheeks, who is panting now.
He pulls Kacchan into another kiss, apologetic for his inability to ever hold back when it comes to the love of his life.
It’s been this way since the moment Izuku chased after him after their graduation celebration, calling out his name.
Izuku, unable to hold back anymore, had been too impatient to express with words his overwhelming feelings for Kacchan, simply deciding to show him.