A/N: Gettin' smutty in here. A chapter about how smitten these two dorks are.

Katsuki could watch Hitoshi tinker with that car all day, watching his muscles bulge under every turn of a wrench and the sweat drip down those abs. The fact that he's covered in motor oil and grease does very little to take away from his attractiveness and the ponytail is doing sinful things to Katsuki's hypnotized little brain. It's almost enough to distract him from the heat.

Almost.

"Fuckin' piece of shit car; the American made shit is always more flashy than functional." He can hear the older man curse to himself, leaning back to slam the hood down with a sigh. He raises an arm to wipe the sweat from his brow, tossing the wrench up into the air and catching effortlessly in the opposite hand as he turns to see Katsuki watching him from a lawn chair on their room deck. He flashes the blonde a grin, pocketing the wrench to make slow strides in Katsuki's direction.

"Enjoying the show, baby?"

Katsuki hums, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he keeps that lovestruck look in his eyes. "I might be. Do a little spin for me."

Hitoshi obliges and Katsuki takes the opportunity to give him a playful clap to his jean clad backside, drinking in the sound of Hitoshi's laugh as he gropes him. Katsuki sinks his teeth into his lip when Hitoshi turns on him again, hovering over him and caging him in with those blessed arms by resting his hands on either side of Katsuki's chair.

"Nice ass."

"Please, there's not an ass on this planet nearly as beautiful as yours." Hitoshi counters, almost close enough for their lips to touch but he pulls away just as Katsuki leans in for a kiss.

"I'm sweaty, baby, I need a shower. Good news is that I fixed that leak so once I get cleaned up, we can go get some food in you and get on the road. Daddy wants some shiny new guns before we get to Nagoya. Wanna get my baby somethin' nice too, we'll go shopping. Take a break." He says as he goes into the room, knowing Katsuki will follow. He closes the door behind them.

"Are you sure? I thought we were on a deadline. And I'm not certain but I'm sure those guys that almost killed you are still trying to kill you...and kidnap me."

"Very true. But those dumbasses haven't the slightest clue of where we are right now. Probably checking several different safe houses there in Tokyo. They'll find my weapons and most likely take them so I'll need to re-up anyways.

And, uh, since we didn't exactly do this whole boyfriend thing under the best circumstances...I never got to take you out. Just want you to enjoy yourself. I don't want every thought and memory you have of me to be about guns and drugs and...you know. Me murdering people."

"You've been murdering people while we were together?"

Hitoshi pauses, mouth agape as he goes to respond only to scratch his head and hiss through clenched teeth.

"Well, that's neither here nor there. My point is---"

"That's actually both here and there, Hitoshi. Have you been out doing jobs while I'm sleeping?!"

"No, no, I wouldn't do that."

A pause.

Katsuki folds his arms over his chest, catlike eyes cutting through Hitoshi with a sharp and narrow gaze of skepticism.

He caves.

"Okay, so I might have---"

"Toshi---seriously? I told you I don't wanna be left behind, why would you do that?!"

"I just didn't want you to worry or be scared, babe, it's fine. Besides, I don't like the idea of bringing you on jobs and watching me do my dirty work, okay? That's now who you are, Katsuki, and I'm not gonna make it who you are---you're gonna stay my cute and innocent little kitten even if it kills me."

Katsuki turns his nose up at him in a pout. "I'm not innocent, I've done things, too!"

"Pushing the playground bully off of the swings in grade school isn't exactly the same as shooting rich bastards in the face for money, sweetheart."

"I---I stabbed one of those guys in the eye that night at the club!"

"Did he die?"

"W-Well, no---"

"Did you get paid?"

"What? No!"

Hitoshi crowds Katsuki's space, grabbing his face in both palms and looking down into his eyes.

"Then it's not the same." He reiterates. "I know you wanna help me. I know you don't like being separated. But some things, I just have to do on my own. But I wouldn't ever put you in a position to question your safety. Daddy needs you to trust him, okay? I've got you."

Katsuki huffs in mild annoyance but relents with a roll of his eyes.

"I'm not calling you daddy."

"Yeah, that's what you think. Then one day, when I'm balls deep in those guts of yours, you're gonna be screaming it at the top of those lungs and wishin' I could get you pregnant."

Katsuki nearly chokes on his own spit with a cackling laugh, swatting Hitoshi on the arm.

"What is wrong with you? Cocky bastard, you think you're honestly gonna dick me that good? You're so full of shit."

"You're gonna be full dick one of these days, you keep teasin' me. Don't think you're slick; I see what you've been doin'. Wearing those little ass shorts and tight ass tank tops when we're out---wearing that cute ass lacy underwear to sleep and pushing your ass up on me when I'm holding you."

Katsuki blooms red, mouth agape with a half guilty expression tacked onto his face as Hitoshi points an accusing finger at him as he turns to take off his boots and get undressed. Watching him slide out of his pants is a bit distracting for Katsuki.

"I dunno what you're talkin' about."

Hitoshi scoffs.

"Sure you don't, darlin'." He stands to stretch his limbs over his head, completely nude when he turns to face his boyfriend again. He beckons for him to follow him into the bathroom and Katsuki mindlessly follows, flirtatiously biting his thumb as he watches Hitoshi through the fringe of his lashes.

Katsuki can't seem to be bothered by the greasy hands that lift him up onto the sink counter and smudge against his skin. They tug at his thin clothing until they're off, tossed haphazardly across the room and uncaring where they land. Hitoshi leans forward to presses sweet kisses into the supple skin of Katsuki's chest and up his neck, purposely avoiding the sensitive pierced nubs.

"I wanna spoil you, precious little thing. You'll be a good boy for me today and let me? Hm?" He tells him between kisses, more of a heads up than an actual question. Katsuki's learned by now that when Hitoshi has his mind made up on something, any question he may ask is rhetorical.

"Mmmmkay, yeah~"

"G'boy, baby. Now, I'm gonna get get all this gunk and grime off--- get nice and clean---and then I'm gonna take care of you. Get you nice and relaxed, dress you. We'll get whatever you want for breakfast. Buy whatever you want from the shops. Does that sound good, honey?"

"M-Mhm~"

"Good kitty." He purrs, turning the shower on before he lifts Katsuki's petite frame off of the counter. The warm spray feels nice on Katsuki's skin compared to the chilliness of the motel room. Hitoshi puts him on his feet but still holds him close, allowing Katsuki to lay his head on his shoulder.

"How fuckin' lucky do I have to be to snag a babe like you, hm?"

"Kidnap them, apparently." Katsuki chuckles and Hitoshi bristles at him. "Shut up, I didn't kidnap you. Lean your head back for me, kit."

Katsuki obediently allows Hitoshi to wash him---and his hair---before tending to himself, left to bite and suck and nibbling hickies and bruises into Katsuki's otherwise flawless skin. He seems rather infatuated with the sensitive spot beneath Katsuki's jaw, hands groping at his bare backside to keep him held close every time he tries to wiggle away.

"Toshi, c-cut it out."

"Mm? 'm sorry, baby, did I bite too hard? 'm I hurting you?"

He does quit his love bites, but his hands stay firm on Katsuki's rear.

"Mmmph! N-No, it actually feels really g-good." He admits, hard and dripping cock grinding against Hitoshi's thigh. This seems to catch the older man's attention and he pulls away just slightly enough to look down between them with a curious hum. "Oh? You like when I kiss you there? Looks like your pretty tits aren't the only thing sensitive enough to get you off, huh baby?" He coos and croons, nosing at the bruises on the column of Katsuki's throat.

"You wanna cum for me?"

The question catches Katsuki completely by the ankle, stuttering hips accompanied by a loud gasps as Hitoshi bites down harshly on the same spot, suckling against it when Katsuki's nails start to dig into his arms.

"I-I thought you said---"

"We're not gonna fuck yet, baby, I just wanna make you cum. Mess around a little bit. There's so many ways to do that without fucking you." He reminds Katsuki, fingers rubbing against Katsuki's shower slick hole. Katsuki grinds down against his thigh again, shuddering at the feeling.

"Y-Yeah? Like what?"

Hitoshi chuckles, obviously amused. Katsuki's attempting to be seductive but he really looks incredibly wanton---like he'll cum all over them both at any moment.

"Oh, you know. I could suck on those pretty nipples---maybe go down on that cute little cock for a little while. I can even eat you out if you want, finger your sweet, tight little hole until your legs give out. Anything pretty little pussy boys could ever want that isn't a fat dick in 'em, yeah?" He teases, nipping at Katsuki's ear. The blonde shudders and clings to Hitoshi as his legs begin to wobble a bit.

"Ohhh, fuck, Toshi---"

"Mhmm." He's moaning in Katsuki's ear, his own cock rutting against Katsuki's toned middle to give himself some relief. A finger breaches Katsuki and forces a choked 'fuck---yes~' out of him, taking it's time to feel around his insides before it determines that he's ready for another. It spreads him apart, pushing deep inside to feel around the inside of him until they push against his sweet spot.

Katsuki mewls, forehead against Hitoshi's chest as his thighs tremble.

"Oooh, did daddy find Kitty's soft spot? Does that feel good, baby?"

A frantic nod. Hitoshi uses his free hand to spread him further apart and get his fingers in deeper, forcefully drilling the pads of his fingers against the little bundle of nerves that has Katsuki seeing stars and standing on his toes---an attempt to better cope with the intense onslaught of pleasure he's receiving that doesn't involve turning into a puddle on the shower floor.

"Shit---fuck, baby, yes! Yesyesyesyes, don't stop!"

"I know, baby, I know. And look at you, such a good boy, takin' it for me like that. You wanna cum for me, honey? Hm? Cum for me, baby~" He whispers, voice husky in Katsuki's ear to help bring him closer to climax.

Katsuki's heaving breaths crescendo into loud and high pitched moans and cries, louder and louder until he cums with a squeal. His legs give out on him but Hitoshi has absolutely no trouble holding him up, not letting up even the slightest bit on his assault even as Katsuki goes into full bodied tremors and pleading whines. Hitoshi takes him right into the territory of near painful overstimulation, using the smooth and slick expanse of Katsuki's middle to bring himself to completion with a shuddering breath.

"Shit, baby---" He breathes out, hand reaching out to catch the wall as he nearly falls forward, winded. It's been a while since he's had the chance to get his rocks off.

Katsuki's damn near completely boneless in his arms. He takes his fingers out of him with laugh, reaching down to turn off the water that's gone lukewarm.

"I'm sorry, honey, was that too much for you?"

"Mmmmmph." Is the only response he gets, as it would seem that Katsuki is having a difficult time catching his breath. Hitoshi carries him out of the tub, taking a fresh and fluffy towel to dry him down. He'll give him a moment before they get dressed again.

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"Did you enjoy that, Kit?"

Katsuki scoffs, pulling his shorts up to his thighs before he has to jump a bit to get them the rest of the way up. "I think I saw a glimpse of the pearly gates today in that shower. You didn't have to  make me cum so hard that I'd gone comatose."

"Aw, come on now, darlin'. You're gonna make me blush." He feigns coyness, pulling his shoes on. "You keep being such a babe and I'll give some more of that when you're cravin'." He stands, hands around Katsuki's waist as he leans down to catch his lips with his own.

"Now let's get you fed, hm?"

"M'kay. Where we goin' after that?"

"Gun shop. And maybe to the range. I wanna teach you how to use them. Just in case, yeah? Want my baby to be able to protect himself."

Katsuki's eyes light up.

"I'm gonna get a gun? I get to shoot a gun!"

"You're worrying me with how excited you are."

He just hopes he never gives Katsuki a reason to put a bullet in him.

"Alright. Get your fine ass in the car and let's get movin'."