A/N: smut warning

"Can I borrow your shower?"

Eijirou would usually make some irritating dad joke in response to a question like that---something like sure, just have her back by ten---but he was at a loss for words. He stands stagnant at the threshold of his door, hands gripping tight at the knob as he takes a moment to give his friend a once over.

That's a lot of blood.

He quickly grabs Izuku by the arm and yanks him inside, quickly shutting the door before his nosy ass neighbors get a chance to see.

"Christ in heaven, Izuku, what did you do?!"

"Calm down, the blood isn't mine."

"How is that supposed to make me calm down?! Oh God, did you kill someone? Where's the fucking body; we need to take all the teeth out and---"

"Eiji." Izuku grabs him firmly by the shoulders and cringes a bit when he realizes that he's unintentionally stained his friend's designer shirt in some scumbag's blood. "Relax. I didn't kill anyone. Don't get me wrong, I should have, but he'll be fine." He assures the redhead and purposely leaves the he may also have a concussion on the tip of his tongue until he can swallow it. He watches the tension ebb away from his body and melt into exasperation.

Eijirou wipes a hand over his face in frustration.

"Alright. So who's ass did you kick this time? And I'm assuming that it was over Katsuki again?" He asks, leaving Izuku in the foyer to make his way to the kitchen and grab himself a beer. Izuku follows suit and catches the can thrown at him with ease, cracking it open as he plops down into a chair.

"Bingo. And it wasn't his twat of an ex-boyfriend this time. Katsuki...he finally told me about the whole thing with his parents and---"

"Please tell me that the blood on your shirt does not belong to  our bosses."

Izuku bristles. "Nah. But it should cause honestly, fuck the lot of them. I really shouldn't be  telling you any of this cause it's not my place but if I don't vent to someone I'm going to flip my absolute shit here so as my best friend I'm gonna trust you to keep a secret."

Eijirou takes a moment to consider that, taking a healthy swig from his beer.

"Alright. Lay it on me."

"To make a long story short, Katsuki's parents sold his body in exchange for a merger deal." He says curtly, knocking the rest of the beer with a few short gulps. He shrewdly ignores the sound of Eijirou choking on his own.

"Are you telling me they---"

"Had him raped? Yep. There was an entire incident report on it and they all lied about it, you know. Shouto was the one who found it and drove him to the hospital and even though he sustained substantial injuries, they threw the case out and he walked. Bout four years ago. Luca Stefano ring a bell?"

Eijirou's facial expression is indescribable, but the disgust swirling within him is very apparent.

"I...I handled the paperwork for that merger."

"Well, that's how we got it."

"And that blood...it's his?"

"Yeah. Found out where he lived and I asked him flat out. You know, to be sure. Fucker had the nerve to be proud, can you believe that? I blacked out and cracked his fuckin' skull. And honestly I've got the urge to go back and do it again."

Eijirou sighs, turning to pour the rest of his beer down the drain as he loses a taste for it. His stomach I'd turning and as much as he wants to believe that it's a lie he knows Izuku wouldn't. Not to say that Katsuki would but Eijirou can't exactly vouch for his character the way he can vouch for Izuku's.

He needs to talk to Shouto about this.

"So what now? You came here so I could talk you out of killing him? Cause I'm not very motivated to, honestly."

"No, just need to shower and get rid of all this blood before I go home. I don't want baby boy to see me like this. If he knew I did what I did he'd be fuckin' pissed at me."

Understandable, Eijirou thinks. Katsuki wasn't the kind of guy who wanted his battles fought for him and there was obviously a reason he hadn't sought out any justice from his assailant. Eijirou can tell that he still loves his parents. He doesn't fuckin' get why but he gets that he does.

"What about work? I mean are you really going to be able to keep this up and hide it all? Not just about Stefano, but about...you know. You and Katsuki."

Izuku hums. He's been thinking quite a lot about that, too.

"There's that award ceremony we've got coming up with Fashion's Most Wanted. Biggest event we're doing this year. Thinkin' of havin' Kats come as my date---if he wants. Go public."

There are several holes in that plan that Eijirou feels like he doesn't need to bring up but he should.

"That's going to be a fucking PR disaster. Have you guys even had a talk about where your relationship is going or are you just winging it? I don't think it's even a good idea to ask, 'Zuku."

"Mm. Fair. I'll consider it."

"That sounds like the opposite of 'you're so right, Ei, what was I thinking?' and I just want you to know it's gonna bite you in the ass."

"Can I use the shower or not, dude?"

They both offer each other a flat stare. Eijirou caves first with a sigh and a roll of his eyes.

"Whatever, dude. Don't get fuckin' blood everywhere. Help yourself to the closet."

Izuku jumps up from his chair with a grin, grabbing Eijirou by the head and pressing a loud kiss to his temple. The redhead swats him off with a halfhearted grimace.

"Fuckin' pain in my ass, Izuku!"

"I love you too, man."

"Whatever! You've got ten minutes; Shouto's gonna be here in twenty and he doesn't need to know your sorry ass was here." Eijirou calls up the stairs after him. He hears the bathroom door slam momentarily after and shakes his head.

"You better know what you're doin', Izuku."

#

Katsuki wakes up to wet kisses and hickies being sucked and nipped into the sensitive skin of his neck, hand reaching up to tangle in mossy green curls and encourage him. Chapped lips trail up to Katsuki's own and he hums, spreading his legs enough for Izuku to slide in between them. He smiles up at him, gaze still a bit hazy.

"Hi."

Izuku returns his smile with adoration.

"Hi, gorgeous." He greets, lips peppering soft skin while a free hand goes to spread Katsuki's thighs further apart and rest them on either side of his waist.  Katsuki wraps his arms around Izuku's neck as he looms over him. "How was work, baby?" He asks, just like he does every day except this time, the question fans a flame simmering low in Izuku's gut.

His smile curls even wider.

"Perfect, baby. Daddy had a very good day today. What did my kitten do today, hm? Did you play with yourself waiting for daddy to come home?" He diverts the conversation to Katsuki's very nude form splayed out beneath him.

Katsuki's cheeks flare and he runs a hand down Izuku's chest, slightly tugging at the fabric of his t-shirt.

"Just a little---hey. You...you weren't wearing this when you left this morning." Katsuki gestures to his sweats, confused. Izuku hums, noncommittal but he'll give Katsuki something to ease his worries.

"Someone spilled coffee of my suit this morning so I changed. This was all I had." He says, almost worries about how easy it is for him to lie to Katsuki but it was for his own good.

A hand trails up to grip at Katsuki's neck and squeeze before he runs it back down to grope and his chest, rolling and tugging at his pearled, decorated little nubs. The blonde whines beneath him and Izuku's tongue darts out to wet his lips.

"Look at you, all pretty and sprawled out for me. Didn't even put any panties on. You missed daddy, baby? Been waiting for daddy to come home all day, haven't you?" He teases and Katsuki's hips jerk involuntarily with an excited little mewl.

Izuku's gaze darkens into something dangerously lustful.

"Mmm, good kitty~" He croons, going back up to squeeze at Katsuki's throat once more. "And as much as daddy wants to play with his pretty kitty, he's been dying to get inside you all day. Be good for daddy and show me your cute little cunt, princess." He leans back on his heels to watch his baby spread his legs up and wide apart, hands on his thighs to keep them there. His little pink hole twitches and winks at him and Izuku feels his flame growing ever hotter.

"Yeah, that's my good boy~" He praises, ripping his t-shirt over his head and leaning down to drag his tongue flat over Katsuki's opening before his tongue dips inside. Katsuki shudders with a whine but he doesn't move his hands---not even to tangle them in Izuku's unruly hair because Izuku didn't give him permission to touch. Izuku hums his delight as he licks and presses his tongue against those sensitive walls---Katsuki is so good for him.

He pulls away from Katsuki's hole with a kiss and replaces his tongue with his fingers---two at once because he's getting way too excited and doesn't think he's going to be able to restrain himself much longer. Luckily, Katsuki seems to have done the bulk of the work for him, fingers sliding in easy.

"Oh? You prepped and everything for me, baby? Usually I'd be upset to not get the chance to stretch you out on my fingers but you must've known daddy would want to slide right into that pussy, hm?"

"Y-You were upset this mornin'. Just w-wanted to help you feel better." The blonde confirms, hips bucking as Izuku's fingers jab into his prostate. "C-Can I touch myself, please, daddy?"

"Mmm. You can play with your little clit but that's all, okay? If you cum before daddy does, I'm gonna lock it in a cage for a week." He titters, but he's very much so serious and Katsuki doesn't seem to take him lightly. He gives himself very limited and slow strokes to his aching cock, watching intently as Izuku replaces his fingers with his cock.

The slide is a bit rough, but Katsuki seems to be enjoying himself quite a bit.

"O-Oh---oh daddy~" he breathes out as the air is pushed from his lungs with every calculated snap of Izuku's hips.

"Daddy missed you all day, baby, y'know? Missed kissin' and lovin' on you---my perfect little cunt boy~" He croons, pace brutal as he feels that heat building ever steady within him. He feels Katsuki's thighs quiver around him, knows his little cutie is gonna cum soon.

He leans down over the blonde to pepper him with kisses, hands soothing over his sensitive skin with a satisfied sigh.

"Daddy's gonna cum, baby. Cum for daddy and he'll give you a nice, full and sloppy cunt. You want that, baby?" He prompts, feeling Katsuki nod feverishly and his hand move faster on his cock. Izuku's hips stutter and he picks up the pace, growling low in his throat.

Katsuki keens, a crescendoing moan ripping from him as his orgasm hits him full force. His back arches off of the bed and he let's go of his cock, body trembling as Izuku pounds him right through his afterglow.

"Mmhmm, that's daddy's good boy, baby! So fucking pretty when you cum for me like that. You ready for daddy's cum, honey? Want daddy to fill you up nice and sloppy?"

Before Katsuki could even get his garbled affirmations through, Izuku slams home and spills deep inside of the blonde. He hisses as Katsuki's nails dig into his back as the younger man cums for the second time, wailing in Izuku's ear.

His quivering body curls tightly around Izuku as he moves to roll onto his side, keeping himself seated inside of his lover as he pulls him close and presses a kiss to he sweaty forehead.

"Mm, that was great, baby. Thank you for letting me get my dick wet. I was havin' a stressful week but I've felt much better after today."

Katsuki snuggles into Izuku's chest with a hum. "Your secretary called earlier looking for you. I didn't pick up, she left a message on your machine. Wanted to check on you, said somethin' about you leavin' early cause you weren't feelin' well."

Izuku tenses a bit, but keeps his tone even.

"Oh? That was nice of her. I'll have to give her a raise."

"Where did you go when you left? I've been here all day, baby, and you haven't been home."

"I went to pay my mother a visit, love, it's nothing to be worried about. She's always been able to help me feel better when I've felt a little under the weather. Sorry I didn't tell you. Just didn't want you to worry."

A pause.

"Is it cause I told you all that shit that happened? I didn't think it'd make you sick like that---"

"No, sweetie, don't think like that. I just had to make myself calm down is all. You know I'd end anyone who even thinks about hurting you. It hurts to know I wasn't there to help you."

It's a half truth, that part. He did need to calm down. He just so happened to do so by smashing that fucker's face in. But his cute little kitten definitely didn't need to know that part.

"Sorry I upset you, Deku---"

"None of that. I'm not upset, everything is fine. Promise, Kitten. Now," he assures him, hoping to change the topic of the conversation.

"What do you want for dinner, baby?"