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To say Eijirou was excited would be an understatement. 11 months—almost a whole year—of buildup and he was finally going to fuck his boyfriend. It was like Christmas and his birthday all at once.
Of course it wasn’t just the sex he was excited about though, it was also everything that came with it. See, even before Katsuki had issued that challenge all those months ago, every time they had fooled around there had been a certain emphasis on Eijirou. Not that Katsuki didn’t enjoy himself or anything, but the blond seemed to believe that Eijirou’s pleasure took precedent.
The redhead knew why too. Katsuki focused on him and always had because he wanted to drive Eijirou to his breaking point; it had been his goal even from the beginning. Every toy, every new position, every new game and twisted idea: it was all to push him beyond his limit.
Even Katsuki’s behaviour was for that very reason. Never faking so much as exaggerating. Moaning louder, dropping his voice lower, moving his body in a way that would drive Eijirou wild. Everything the blond did was a preplanned move to produce a certain reaction to help him get to his goal.
No one could say Katsuki wasn’t determined or strategic. (And it was so unfairly sexy).
But this time, this was all about Katsuki. Eijirou had played his waiting game and won, and this was his prize. He got to have his way in everything.
Katsuki, for all he was absolutely a bottom and liked having his ass played with and mouth stuffed with cock, was far from submissive. So whenever they had sex, no matter what, Katsuki was always in charge. Katsuki could be down on his knees wearing a blindfold and with rope restraining all of his limbs (and man had that been a fun weekend), and he’d still be the boss between them.
And that was fine. Eijirou loved having Katsuki boss him around; it was seriously hot. But the thought of Katsuki giving into him—the thought of Katsuki surrendering to him and submitting completely? It’s something straight from his wettest, dirtiest dreams.
They discussed some of it beforehand. What Eijirou wanted to do and if it would be okay, if there was anything Katsuki had to prepare beforehand, all that. It went well and they fleshed out everything with only minimal making out as a distraction. They needed lube obviously and maybe even the handcuffs but, as far as Katsuki was concerned, that was it. Anything else was a surprise that would be revealed later.
(Katsuki made Eijirou go and buy the new handcuffs since he broke the last pair. When he came back with a hot pink pair the blond screamed and threw them at his head. Eijirou only revealed the normal black matte pair after a few more minutes of ranting.)
They started slow, carefully building momentum. Sweet kisses and gentle caresses slowly gained heat; desire started to bleed into their movements. Soon they were ripping at each other’s clothes, melting into one another.
“Lube,” Katsuki gasped, slipping his hand into Eijirou’s boxers to pump his cock.
Eijirou grunted, teeth sinking into the naked skin of Katsuki’s shoulder. He grabbed the blond’s wrist as he reached for the bottle they’d left on the bedside table. He pressed a lingering kiss to the other lips before pulling his hand out. “Turn over for me.”
Katsuki nodded. The redhead backed up so that the blond could position himself on his hands and knees. Eijirou paused for a second, distracted by the blond’s beautiful ass right in front of him. He leaned forward, biting down on one perfectly plump cheek before moving to mouth at the little pucker about an inch to his right.
Katsuki choked, a delighted noise worming its way out his throat and hands already sparking against the sheets. “Fuck Eiji baby, you gonna eat me out?”
Eijirou hummed, already working his tongue into the blond bombshell under him. Katsuki hissed and shivered at the feeling, hips pushing back and his own hands pulling at his ass cheeks. Presenting himself for Eijirou like it was second nature. It might as well be at this point.
Eijirou loved eating his boyfriend out, if for no other reason than because of how much Katsuki loved it. The blond always got so wild and needy after being devoured whole. It was so remarkably hot that Eijirou has came more than once on the sight alone.
(Once—and only once unfortunately—Katsuki let Eijirou chain him up and eat him out for as long as he wanted. It was the closest the redhead had ever gotten to seeing the blond begging and crying to get fucked).
The redhead stayed there for what felt like hours, pleasuring his boyfriend with his mouth and eventually his fingers. Bellow him, Katsuki was losing his mind. He was flushed red from the tips of his ears, all the way down to the tip of his leaking erection. His mouth was open, drool dripping onto the sheets and eyes almost rolled into the back of his head.
“Baby,” he choked out at one point, body shaking and lungs struggling to pull in enough oxygen. “Baby please—please. I’m gonna cum if, if you don’t—”
Eijirou had pulled back and Katsuki slumped in relief. But the redhead just reached back into the drawer, pulled out a cockring and slipped it onto the blond’s erection. Then he dove back in. Katsuki shrieked.
By the time the redhead finally pulled back for good Katsuki was hiccupping, hands sparking and clawing at the sheets desperately.
“Aww,” Eijirou cooed, running a hand gently over the blond’s back, “You already this worked up for me babe? You better not cum the moment I get inside.”
Katsuki shot him such a lethal look over his shoulder that Eijirou had to duck down to press a kiss to his lips just so he wouldn’t laugh. God, he loved his violent, needy and super horny boyfriend.
“I’m gonna handcuff you now, okay?” he murmured against the blond’s lips. “Still green?”
Katsuki grunted, pressing another kiss to the other’s lips. Then he moved his arms behind his back. Eijirou reached over to grab the handcuffs and dropped them beside him on the bed. Before anything else, he cupped Katsuki’s hand in his own and bent to press a kiss to each finger, on the back of his hands, and the center of his palms. His thumbs rubbed circles on the inside of the blond’s wrist. Only when he was sure that he had worshipped his boyfriend’s hands and wrists sufficiently did he pick back up the handcuffs. He glanced up after fastening the metal just in time the soft, loving look that had filled Katsuki’s eyes and spread to his expression.
Then the blond met his eyes and the heat was back in a second. “If your dick isn’t in me in the next five seconds I’m blasting you to the moon.”
Eijirou grinned. “Well when you beg so prettily, who am I to turn you down?”
The blonde scoffed, eyes rolling up the ceiling as if he couldn’t believe such words could be uttered. Eijirou paid him no mind while shucking off his underwear and lubing up his dick. Then he positioned it at his boyfriend’s entrance.
And suddenly the weight of it hit him. He was about to actually lose his virginity. He was about the take away Katsuki’s virginity. God, this felt a lot bigger now than it did when he was fantasizing about it.
“Hey.” Red eyes snapped over to meet red eyes. Katsuki’s voice was calm and collected when he said, “Give me a colour.”
The redhead took a deep breath before slowly letting it out. “Green.” He said. “You?”
Katsuki nodded. “Go slow, okay?”
Slow.
Eijirou had thought a lot about their first time. At first, imagining it sweet and sensual, passionate and overwhelming; touching every inch of each other while whispering loving words and exchanging burning kisses. Then, after dating for a bit, it turned brutal. Slamming in hard and fast, and pounding into Katsuki like his life depended on it until they came all over each other. Each time was amazing but never really slow.
He went in slow.
Carefully rocking his hips back and forth until he was fully sheathed and then let them both breathe it in. Then Eijirou pulled out and pushed back in. Katsuki let out a soft breath at the thrust. His eyes were closed with brows furrowed, mouth open and face flushed pink. God. He was so beautiful. Eijirou sped up a little bit, leaning down so his chest was flush against the other’s back and his arms were circling him.
“I love you so much.” He said, voice cracking with emotion. Because holy shit he did. He loved Bakugou Katsuki so much and he was actually inside of him. He was as physically close as he’d ever be to his boyfriend and it was the most amazing thing ever. Warm and soft and wet around his dick, firm and unyielding against his chest.
It wasn’t the first time he thought it, but he was definitely going to marry this man.
Which is of course when Katsuki decided to butt in. Literally. As Eijirou was pulling out, the blond pushed his hips back so that he slammed down on the redhead’s erection. Eijirou choked, arms tightening around the other.
“Stop with that pussy-ass mushy shit and fuck me already, you piece of shit.”
Bakugou Katsuki, poet of the century.
It’s honestly kind of a haze after that. Eijirou had given in and began fucking his boyfriend in earnest, Katsuki—ever the bottom bitch—had started losing his mind at getting his hole drilled, and eventually they devolved into violent, animalistic breeding.
“Wanna cum,” Katsuki had slurred at one point, body shaking and hands detonating against his boyfriend’s hardened skin. “Baby I wanna cum, please baby let me cum let me cum let me cum let me—” and so on.
Eijirou just grunted, teeth leaving marks all over the blond’s skin as his hand started fumbling with the cockring. He yanked it off in a move that could’ve been gentler before starting to tug at his boyfriend’s cock.
They both came not long after that, Katsuki moaning obscenely as he spurted all over the bed, and Eijirou whimpering with his eyes rolled back as he nutted inside his boyfriend for the first time ever.
“Handcuffs.” Katsuki grumbled after a few minutes of catching their breath. Eijirou managed to peel himself back long enough to unlock the handcuffs then collapse next to his boyfriend. The blond rolled onto his side, his back to the wall and the mess he’d made between them.
Eijirou reached out and tugged the blond’s wrist so he could press a few kisses to where the handcuff had rested. The skin was a bit red from friction, and his hands smelt like a war zone from all the explosions. “Good?” he murmured against the other’s skin.
Katsuki hummed as he watched him. “Could’ve been better.”
Eijirou shot him a sharp grin. “Well I guess we’ll just have to practice it then.”
His boyfriend snorted before shifting in what looked like mild discomfort. “Maybe with a condom next time. Not sure how I feel about jizz leaking out of my ass.”
Eijirou couldn’t help but snicker.