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This was a mistake. Katsuki had once again been too confident in himself. His calculations were wrong and whatever he told Shouto was wrong, too. Because if he were right, he wouldn’t be sitting here, on the rooftop of a building in their university, with his lunch box in one hand and a very-much-in-heat Omega Kaminari Denki on the other while he himself was very close to his own rut. On one hand, Katsuki thought the incident way back from when they were all in first year of high school taught this dumbass something, or at least made him feel embarrassed around Katsuki. However, that couldn’t be further from the truth. The truth was, on the next day, Katsuki got a cheery “thank you so so so much” from that dunce, along with some more words, and a permanent position as Omega Denki’s caregiver. It was unexpected. However, on the other hand, Katsuki knew this fool couldn’t do anything to save himself, so naturally, like how the Bakusquad snuck their ways into his begrudging heart, he took care of Denki when he was in need.
Nevertheless, this time was the worst time for Denki to be in heat. The idiot would send him into rut early, and his stupid boyfriend, who was also the one and only potential mate he chose, was on an internship trip and wouldn’t be there until a day later! Suppressing the heat that was pooling inside his lower abdomen, Katsuki filed an emergency leave for them both, couldn’t even wait for the permission and dragged himself along with Dunce Face into his car, dumping the striking blonde into his own house before heading to Shouto’s and his shared apartment.
Knowing the drill, Katsuki pulled out some of Shouto’s clothes. It was a shame that all the worn ones were washed just yesterday. He layered the clothes around the bed so he could get a whiff wherever he laid. He threw himself on the bed, trying to get over this quickly. Katsuki likes to make everything efficient. Even his masturbate sessions are planned. He focused on the physical feelings, wrapping his hands around his knot, caressing the tip of his dick with the palm of his hand while thinking about little to nothing at all. Then, he would ejaculate once and be done on normal horny days, several times during ruts. It might be boring, but it worked.
It used to be like that, but it has been different recently since he started to let Shouto spend the night in his den more frequently now that they were lovers, and it always ended up with two panting men tangled up in the sheets. His Alpha had a way with his body, and when he touched him, it felt so much better than masturbating. When he was with Shouto, this kind of activity didn’t feel like a task anymore, it felt like real pleasure. Katsuki got hooked, and they would do it every two nights, not caring if Mr. and Mrs. Bakugou could hear their son moaning lewdly while his childhood friend grunted dirty words in his ear. It had gone worse, or better, ever since they moved out of their parents’ house and in together for college.
With Shouto, Katsuki learned that he liked dirty talk, especially when he praised him. Shouto, without ill intentions, liked to tell him how his shoulders were perfect for biting, how his waist fitted so well in his hands as if it belonged there, how his ass was so plum that he knew it would taste sweet. Katsuki remembered everything he told him, because those weren’t the words of a horny man who just said things, they were from his genuine, sweet Alpha. He especially loved it when Shouto complimented his face, how he looked so sexy it made him go crazy. However, it didn’t mean Katsuki didn’t like it when he himself reduced the Alpha to a grunting, moaning mess that could only call his name.
Just thinking back made him feel incredibly harder. He desperately freed himself of his clothes, inched closer to the wall of Shouto’s clothes, tried to trick his mind into thinking Shouto was there, pressing his body to Katsuki’s back, whispering sweet things into his ear. Katsuki turned his head back and took a deep breath. The brief smell of Shouto’s lingering pheromones didn’t really help to quench his thirst. He needed more pleasure.
With Shouto, Katsuki learned that nipple play was so pleasurable. It started when Shouto commented that Katsuki had bigger nipples than his, and that they looked pink and juicy. Shouto asked to touch them, so cute and polite, and out of pure horniness, Katsuki let him. Needless to say, Katsuki’s nipples came out swollen that night, and his chest was covered in bite marks, saliva and cum; and pretty much every other night afterwards. It was never the same thing with Shouto when his nipples were involved. On normal days, he’d like to roll them between his fingers, pinching and pulling, and watch Katsuki squirm until he begged him to fuck him open. On horny days, he would suck them as if Katsuki would produce milk, tease them with the tip of his tongue and his teeth with just the right force to make Katsuki ejaculate untouched. On extremely horny days, he would fuck his chest, abusing his nipple with the tip of his dick, driving them both crazy. Katsuki blamed it on the pheromones.
Katsuki unconsciously moved his hand up to his nipples. His mind went back to the time Shouto told him to play with them himself while he watched, and complimented Katsuki so much it hurted his ears. Katsuki squeezed his breast, trying to imagine that those hands were a little bigger, his nipples purposely spilled out of the gaps between his fingers. They were already hard, as if it was a natural response. Rolling his two pink buds in his fingers, Katsuki filled his own mind with images of Shouto pinching them, pulling on them with his teeth, sucking and licking them while making obscene noises. He remembered how those two eyes looked at him like he was the best meal the other Alpha had ever had and shivered.
With Shouto, Katsuki learned that his flexibility could be so lewd on bed. He put him in positions where Katsuki was folded in half, his knees beside his ears, or he was laying on his side, one leg hiked up on Shouto’s shoulder as he kept pushing forward. There were situations when Katsuki ended up on all fours, his ass perked up like a stretching cat while Shouto ate him out, or when he was pressed on to the cold surface of their door, both legs in the air, opening widely for Shouto.
Katsuki was on his knees now, with a hand on his nipple and a hand on his aching cock. He pressed his hard nipples onto the comforting coolness of the sheets, thighs wide open just for the sake of looking lewd yet Shouto wasn’t looking. Katsuki remembered they had tried this position before, and his back hurted like hell in the morning, but the sensation of Shouto’s large, calloused hands sliding from his ass to his waist and his shoulders alone was worth it.
And with Shouto, Katsuki learned that he could reach orgasm by stimulating the prostate. He couldn’t have reached it without proper preparation, and it felt like hell at first, but when they finally got used to it, it felt like heaven. Each thrust of Shouto’s hips into him was delicious, be it devilishly fast or painfully slow. His Alpha hit his G-spot so well without having to ask, because his knot was so big that it hit everything inside him in one push.
One of his hands slid to his ass while the other was still pinching his nipple, he opened his thighs, presenting for the image of his Alpha in his head. He pressed a lubbed finger onto his entrance, trying to mimic the way Shouto circled his rim before pushing his thick finger in. His finger wasn’t as long and thick as Shouto’s, but it would have to suffice for the time being. The disappointment of not being able to reach his sweet spot was distracting him from the Shouto in his imagination, which annoyed him to no end, and then he was just too pissed to get anything done.
But lucky for Katsuki, with Shouto, he had purchased a few toys that he himself used to look down on. He laid out a cock sleeve for his knot and a Shouto-sized dildo which he had measured carefully to get the numbers right. It wasn’t like they needed those in their love-making sessions, but they helped spicing things up when they were extra horny and helped them during times when one of them was away. The shitty toys were cold and lifeless and stupid, but at least they made the thirst bearable.
Katsuki lathered up the dildo, trying to manipulate himself into thinking it was Shouto’s hot one. It made him think back to the time when Shouto insisted on letting him watch while Katsuki touched and fucked himself with this particular dildo. Katsuki’s memory helpfully supplied him with the image of Shouto’s mismatched eyes staring at him hungrily, dilated with want and need, caressing him with his burning look, promising him a good time wordlessly. Closing his eyes to fully emerge into his imagination, Katsuki buried his face into Shouto’s pillow while still kneeling on the bed, raising his ass high. He opened his thighs, where Shouto always left kiss marks and grip bruises, and imagined Shouto’s big hands traveling up and down the smooth skin of his inner thighs instead of his own. Shyly, he reached behind to circle a finger around his puckered hole.
His hole clenched dryly around nothing. The lube he used to fuck himself with his finger earlier had dried up. This was always the most tedious part, and Katsuki had no idea how Shouto made it feel so good. Was it his tongue, lapping at him almost leisurely then assaulting his hole as if having the best meal of his life? Was it his spit, somehow working even better than the lube? Thinking about Shouto’s secret techniques on him didn’t help but made things worse. Katsuki wasn’t patient enough to prepare himself, but if he didn’t, the dildo wouldn’t fit and it would hurt as hell. He heard himself sniffle, but he clicked his tongue and angrily dragged his forearm across his face. Katsuki was not about to cry because of sexual frustration. He was not about to cry because he missed Shouto either.
Sobbing and still in denial, Katsuki stroked his length while laying chest down on the pillow. The cool surface of the fabric was soothing, but not enough. Katsuki unconsciously started pushing his hips, grazing his perky nipples on the bedding. This often felt really good when Shouto entered him from behind, caging him in his chest, hips snapping nonstop, each movement so hard that it shook the bed. Doing this alone felt nothing like his mate. Katsuki wanted his mate. He needed this mate right this instant.
Katsuki let out a pathetic whimper as he reached blindly for whatever article of Shouto’s clothes he had tucked around the bed. He got a blue hoodie. This was his favorite one to steal from Shouto, because, and obviously he didn’t show it, the fabric absorbed Shouto’s scent really well and he loved how it felt like they were cuddling each time he took it from Shouto. Maybe Shouto knew why he liked this hoodie so much, since every time Katsuki threw the hood on his head, Shouto had this annoying endearing smile on his mug. Katsuki was torn between putting it on and pinning it under him so it felt like Katsuki was riding him. He decided that he needed his mate’s embrace more.
So he put it on, carefully not to soil the fabric with his fluids, and immediately felt warm. It was summer but he had turned the AC on, so the warmth was actually welcomed. Katsuki contentedly, though mildly, laid down on his side, to feel like Shouto was spooning him, and to imagine his Alpha fucking him fervently. Katsuki tried to mimic what Shouto usually did once again. His hand slowly traveled up the hoodie, across his abs and up to his chest. In the comfort of their bedroom, Shouto loved to call them tits, and even though Katsuki seemed to hate it, he was actually so turned on whenever the damn word was uttered. So Katsuki fondled his own tits, trying to squeeze them both with one hand like how Shouto managed with his big, bulky hand.
Shouto was right. His pecs were soft. Contrary to his reasonable self, his horny self didn’t question the effectiveness of his workouts, but instead melted at their resemblance to tits. Even only one side felt full on his hand. He massaged it, thumb swiping over the shy nipple, urging it to harden again. It was usually easier with Shouto. The man would turn him on so effortlessly, and before Katsuki noticed it, he was already pinching the two hardened nubs. In a desperate attempt to copy Shouto’s move, Katsuki used both of his hands on his chest, the precum made the touch chilly and slippery. He rolled both nipples while caressing his two mounts, closing his eyes to fantasize about his Alpha. Katsuki wondered what if his Alpha saw him like this? Would he be turned on? Would he look at Katsuki with hungry eyes? Would he roam Katsuki’s body, teasing him until he came untouched? Would he lick and bite and grope, leaving his marks all over Katsuki’s fair skin? The thoughts tingled his skin, it felt like all of his blood rushed south to his neglected dick. He needed to fuck something, or something to fuck him, preferably both.
Spreading his legs wide open, Katsuki inserted a slicked dick-shaped vibrator into his hole. Without strong hands holding them in place, his thighs twitched vigorously as pleasure hit him like a freight train. It wasn’t enough. With shaky hands, he put an cock sleeve on his cock, soothing his knot. Even though he preferred to bottom (don’t tell Shouto, that smug asshole doesn’t need to know), Katsuki was still an Alpha. He still had a knot, a fairly big one at that. As he fucked into the vibrating cock sleeve, Katsuki’s mind replayed the times Shouto used this on his cock while fucking him from behind. The pleasure made him breathless, while Shouto whispered dirty talk into his ear and nibbled on it with just the right force.
“You have a big knot. I bet the Omegas would die to be filled up with this. Even though you’re being filled up by my bigger one. Do you like it? How my knot fucks you open while your poor knot fill this cock sleeve?” And sometimes, Katsuki would be conscious enough to reply with a “aren’t you the one who loves my hole so much that you rut like a dog whenever you see me?” Shouto wouldn’t take offense, because he loved Katsuki that much. Instead, he would trace his two hands along his waistline up to cup his breast, fondle them and twist the nipples while whispering “that’s right, I am. I am conditioned to be horny around you. I can’t wait to wrap my hands around your hips and bury my dick deep inside your warm hole everytime I see you. I lost my mind because of you.” . Then he would sink his fangs into Katsuki’s nape, a pseudo mating bite that would fade in a few days. It was no big deal. They could make it again.
Shouto’s filthy talk game was good and it just got better and better as if he had learnt it somewhere, probably from those suspicious websites that Katsuki used to find on his search history. Shouto used his words, along with his dick, so well that Katsuki, a proud Alpha, thought he himself had a pregnant kink. As Shouto jammed the big hot knot into his hole, he grunted “Katsuki, you’re unbelievably wet and tight. Your asspussy is milking my dick like you need my cum. Is that it? Do you want to get pregnant? Do you want me to fuck you full of my babies? So you will be round and soft with pups?”. And Katsuki, the Alpha that Omegas had wet dreams about, would reply with “I want it, cum inside me, fuck your seed deep into me, I want your cum to be dripping from my hole.”. As if they weren’t horny enough, Shouto would add “If I fuck you hard enough, will you magically conceive? You’ll be so pretty with our pup, your tits will be filled with sweet milk, and they will be dripping when I fuck more pups into you.”
Katsuki felt himself twitching uncontrollably. He was close. He just needed a little bit more.
“Katsuki, I’m home.” Shouto’s voice at the doorway echoed in, though a bit muffled. “Are you-?”
He stopped mid-sentence, sensing a sweet scent leaking out. It was sweeter than usual. As if they had telepathy, Shouto immediately found Katsuki in their shared bedroom, with his clothes scattered around the bed like an Omegan nest, some soiled beyond recognition. The scent of caramel attacked his senses, leaving him stunned for a moment. His mate was spreading wide on the bed, wearing his blue hoodie, presenting his cock and his puffy hole. Their gaze met for a second before an electrical feeling ripped through Katsuki’s whole body and he came hard into the cock sleeve. The afterglow left him trembling, vibrator still buried deep inside his ass while his cum leaked out from the vibrating cock sleeve onto his abs, his hands never left the abused nipples. Shouto was fixated on his flushed face, his teary eyes that rolled back behind blond lashes, his wet tongue sticking out as if begging to be sucked. Without missing another beat, Shouto dropped his luggage, tore the tie from his neck and crawled into the bed, caging Katsuki.
“May I? Can I touch you right now?” Shouto asked, his pupils were already blown wide.
“Shouto.” Katsuki whined, which he rarely did. “Need you and your big knot. Now.”
Shouto immediately dove in, his lips caught Katsuki’s slicked one in a sloppy kiss. Their tongues tangled, sliding against each other and deep into the other’s mouth, saliva leaked from the kiss but they ignored it. Shouto’s hands found Katsuki’s waist as if hard coded, his thumbs digging into the fine line of the blonde’s abs while the kiss fell into a rhythm. He thought they could take it slow, but Katsuki had other plans. His Alpha purred when Katsuki took the initiative and slid his hand into his pants, palming his length through the thin fabric of his briefs.
“Clothes off!” Katsuki whined his demand as he tugged Shouto’s shirt.
Although Shouto loved to satisfy his mate, he also loved when he was eager. He pushed his hips to grind his clothed length on Katsuki’s naked one, making him hiss at the contact with the fabric, but he knew Katsuki was secretly enjoying it. With one swift motion, he peeled the blue hoodie off Katsuki, he didn’t need that anymore now that the real thing was here. Precum was leaking out again as Katsuki half hissing half moaning at Shouto, staining his light grey dress pants.
“Heh, looks like you piss yourself.” Katsuki commented breathlessly.
“Look at you, marking what’s yours.” Shouto chuckled. “So lewd. Just what I like.”
“Damn right, you’re mine.” Katsuki said drunkenly as he pulled Shouto in by the neck for another kiss.
Shouto’s hands roamed Katsuki’s body as the kiss deepened. He had known this body even more than his own. With closed eyes, his hands slid down the sides of Katsuki’s torso the way Shouto knew he enjoyed and stopped at his hips. He drew circles into his skin with his thumbs, and traced up again to cup his tits. Katsuki moaned into the kiss as he twirled the nipples between his fingers, gently pulled on them and pressed them down. He teased the tips of the nipples, and it made Katsuki whine loudly while he arched his back toward Shouto. The taller Alpha broke the kiss to take in Katsuki’s dazed face. His mate looked so soft and vulnerable, which even Shouto rarely saw. But he knew Katsuki was only like this with him. Because Katsuki was his.
The air was saturated with their horny pheromones. Katsuki would like to joke that the scent was so prominent it could impregnate an Omega, but with how Shouto took off his pants and revealed his knot, he knew he was the one going to be pregnant. Pearly white cum was already sipping out, which Katsuki greedily sucked and licked away. He loved how hot and enormous it felt in his mouth. So hot that his brain was going haywire, so thick that he couldn’t help but gag. Shouto threaded his fingers into his hair, and here came his favorite part. His Alpha fucked his mouth as if he was desperate, precum and spit sipped out from the corner of his mouth, it was so overwhelming that he could barely breathe.
“Katsuki, Katsuki, Katsuki,” Shouto chanted, his voice began to strain. “So good… You are perfect for me.”
Katsuki would love to look at how Shouto came undone by his mouth, how his jaws clenched and his brows furrowed like Katsuki was going to be the death of him; but his eyes were too busy rolling back from all the gagging and how oddly good it was to choke on his mate’s dick. Shouto knew what Katsuki wanted, and he didn’t stop until he dumped his load into Katsuki’s mouth. It was thick and salty, a little too bitter for the blonde’s taste, but he could fix that with his food. Katsuki didn’t swallow it right away. He opened his mouth to breathe, showing Shouto how his white cum pooled in his mouth and trickled down his chin. Then he swallowed it slowly, and finished it with a lick around his lips. On nights that they had to finish quickly, he would use Shouto’s cum as lube and work himself open right in front of a spent Shouto to make his dick going again, but they had all the time in the world today.
Shouto cupped Katsuki’s hips and lifted him up, putting his legs on his shoulders. He was going to have the first meal of his day. With the vibrator still buried inside Katsuki’s hole, he turned it on again and pushed his tongue in. He was welcomed with the familiar warmth and a new sweet scent which tasted like strawberries. Katsuki had probably bought a new lube, the one that he suggested they try but got scolded at the time. Katsuki had such a soft heart. He thrusted deeper with his tongue until the tip touched the vibrator. The sensation left Katsuki clenching and squirming, his smooth thighs closing around Shouto’s head that only helped fuel his hunger. His greedy mate wanted more.
“Hurry up and give me your damn knot!” Katsuki yelled as he hit Shouto’s back with his heel. “It’s ready, just push your dick in and fucking cum!”
“But I really like the sweet taste…”
Katsuki hissed like a cat as he wrestled Shouto with his thighs around the taller Alpha’s neck and ended up on top of him on the bed. His knot bounced obscenely as he landed on Shouto’s chest, which the Half-and-Half Alpha playfully teased with his nose and mouth. Although Katsuki loved fore-plays, Shouto had arrived home a little too late for that. Therefore, without a warning, Katsuki reached back for his favorite knot, gave it a few pumps to make sure Shouto was “aroused as hell”, then spread his ass cheeks, aiming to sit on that big cock in one go. Shouto instinctively grabbed his mate’s narrow hips to steady him while he arched his back as Shouto’s dick filled his demanding hole. Katsuki kept Shouto laid flat on his back with a hand on his stomach while he bounced on his knot, precum from his neglected one spilled out on Shouto’s abs. With his long fingers, Shouto scooped the fluid and brought it to his lips, blinking at Katsuki in a way that he hoped was seductive.
“Yeah, I really like your taste.” Shouto said as he licked each of his fingers teasingly. “Hey, pay a little more attention to your Alpha.”
“A good Alpha, ahh, act more than talk!”
“Your wish is my command, my Alpha.”
Shouto thrusted his hips up to meet Katsuki’s ass halfway and fucked him so good that Katsuki had to momentarily stop out of dizziness. The taller Alpha used his chance to sit up, caging his mate’s smaller frame with his long limbs. He knew Katsuki secretly loved this, being surrounded by his body and his pheromones. Shouto groped his tits the way Katsuki liked, very much enjoying the way they felt in his hands. The nipples were still hard, and Shouto knew it burn, but he pinched and pulled them, making Katsuki whimper the most delectable way.
“Hah, Shouto, put that dick to work!”
Shouto readily obeyed. Obscene noises echoed the room, a mix of moaning, grunting and the sound of wet flesh meeting. As he thrusted into Katsuki, he noticed his mate trying to rub his nipples on his chest, his knot rutting onto his abs, chasing pleasure with all of his body. Katsuki was so hot when he was greedy, especially when he was greedily moaning his demand to Shouto.
“Harder, hah, Sho, ah!”
“Such a greedy hole.” Shouto grunted.
Katsuki could still voice his demand. That was no good. He always wanted Shouto to fuck him until he couldn’t string two syllables together. Shouto indeed worked harder. Their bed was creaking, but Shouto had half a mind to be sorry for the neighbors directly under them, nor the ones above them, if the fucking turned aggressive like Katsuki sometimes liked. Even though he loved looking at a desperate Katsuki and embracing him in his arm, sitting with him in his lap made the fucking part trickier, and currently, both Katsuki and him wanted the fucking to go smoothly.
With one swift movement, Shouto laid Katsuki onto their mattress, let Katsuki hook his leg onto his shoulder and started again. Katsuki was already close. He moaned with each of Shouto’s thrust, he had goosebumps as his abused nipple grazed the fabric continuously. Wanting to see him really falling apart, Shouto wrapped his hand around his dick and started pumping, thumb swiping the wet tip, assaulting the slit. The pair of legs wrapped around his waist trembled, and Katsuki arched his back off the sheets, that was when Shouto knew he was really close. Katsuki’s head fell back as another orgasm ripped through him, he came into Shouto’s fist. Without hesitation, Shouto brought the still hot fluid to his mouth and slurped it like it was delicious.
“Pervert.” Katsuki remarked with a smirk. He saw what Shouto did, even when he was still spreading wide on the bed, his thighs trembled so much he couldn’t close them.
“I’m just learning from you.” Shouto said and licked his lips for his mate’s leftover cum.
“Still needy?” Shouto asked as he filled himself in between Katsuki’s legs, his big palm feeling up Katsuki’s crotch. “You’re so beautiful like this.”
“You know it, fucker.” Katsuki said as he opened his legs even wider. “Try to cum this time, slow poke.”
Shouto didn’t need to be told twice. He flipped Katsuki over onto his stomach and pushed his face into the small pile of his clothes, pinning him down with a hand on his lower back. With an experimental tug on his hair, Shouto was granted permission to pull Katsuki’s blonde mane. Katsuki shuffled into a kneel on the bed, face still buried in the mess of Shouto’s clothes, his two hands gripping the fabric like he needed them, making Shouto smile fondly.
“You have the real thing here, you know that?” Shouto said, pretending to sulk.
“It feels pretty good to be sandwiched.” Katsuki whispered into Shouto’s ear after pulling him down by his neck.
“You slut.” Shouto groaned into his skin and left a mark.
With a hand in his hair and one on his hips, Shouto pushed his dick in. Katsuki arched his back again as the pleasure tingled along his spine, his moan muffled by the clothes. Shouto didn’t like that. He pulled Katsuki up by his hair, just enough force to be sexual, and started pounding. Moans spilled out of Katsuki’s mouth uncontrollably, each more filthy than the other. The room was filled with Katsuki’s sweet scent and voice, turning Shouto on even further. He needed to get the release now.
“Katsuki, say my name.” Shouto said as he leaned forward, caging his mate against the bed.
“S, Shou… ahh…”
Shouto nuzzled against Katsuki’s scent gland, where his pheromone was so dense he felt like he was drinking it in. He found a whiff of his own scent mixing in the source and felt his stomach fluttering with butterflies. They had really become one. Without thinking, he sunk his teeth into the gland, making Katsuki scream and tighten around his dick. Shouto dragged out his shaft slowly, feeling up his Alpha body. Even though they were both Alpha, their sex had never been anything less than incredibly erotic. It was probably because of love, like Katsuki used to say years ago.
Katsuki’s hole fluttered around his dick, he was about to cum. Shouto was close, too, with the stimulation on his cock and how hot his mate looked. His mate. It was still unbelievable sometimes that Katsuki was his mate, though he had wished for it for most of his life. Shouto licked the bite from earlier, which made Katsuki shiver. His pace slowed, the inflated knot was making it harder to move.
“Shou…to…” The size of his knot left Katsuki breathless.
“I love you.”
“Haa… Love you… Love you!” Katsuki moaned.
That turned Shouto on more than he would like to admit. With a final shove, he came deep inside Katsuki, filling up his hole with so much of his cum that when he was finally able to pull his dick out, the cum was dripping. Without thinking, he pushed a buttplug into the hole. Katsuki screamed and came onto the sheet, then collapsed right on top of it.
“Asshole… what do you think you’re doing?” Katsuki pants.
“My cum was spilling out of your hole. That’s no good, right?” Shouto said as he caressed Katsuki’s inflated belly. That was all his seeds’ doing.
“Pervert.” Katsuki smirked. “Fuck more of that into me then. Leave your knot inside this time, if you want to knock me up with your pups so much.”
“Alright, my love.”