I feel myself waking up but I don't want to get up yet. I was having an amazing dream that Kacchan was in my arms, that he not only let me make love to him but demanded more. I dreamed that he wanted me as much as I wanted him.
I could still feel his warmth in my arms, the softness of his hair in my face while I cuddled him close, how the sweet smell that I have long associated with him and him alone filled my nose, spicy but sweet, salted caramel with the tang of peppers. I inhale deeply, letting the smell invade my senses, a light tingling in my chest as I breathed in even more of the intoxicating scent.
Kisses; it feels like I'm really kissing his neck and shoulders, his smooth skin covering his tightly toned and strong body, the slight roughness from scars, fights that many if not all of which we fought together in tickled my lips as they brushed against him. His pride as a hero is what he calls them, showing them off while at get togethers, the ones his friends were able to drag him to. He always finds the liquor and they sound like made up stories from a drunk rambling man but I know the truth, I was there after all. I saw him with his flesh ripped open, his blood pouring out of him but instead of crying or complaining he would smile because in the end he was victorious. Victory, his very meaning in life, the thing he strives for more than anything else and it is his. His muscles flexed from beneath with each gentle touch, clothing a mild irritation at the moment but we can fix that. I could practically hear him gasping in my ear, sending my heart racing with excitement all over again.
I reached down, my fingers sliding from his waist and along his sides and hips until sliding forward, brushing through to find what could only be described as an iron covered in smooth, soft velvet. Keeping my hand slow as I worked up and down to find it hardening the more that I did. Gasps in my ear rang out demanding more, my kisses ceaseless as I licked and bit into my would be lover.
Oh the things I would do to him, do for him, do with him. My thoughts running wild as images of him naked and begging for more entered my mind, the drool gathering at the corner of his mouth while standing agape, panting for air while I ravaged his oh so willing body. His shaft would be standing up between us while I thrusted into him, his hands clawing at my back to pull me closer, deeper. His kisses would be chaste but demanding. I want to make him lose that control, to spiral for me, let me take everything he has and then some.
Damn it. I'm so turned on that I'm throbbing, it feels overwhelmingly dizzying, like I can't breathe if I don't get some kind of relief.
His body still in front of me, I opened my eyes to see him panting, his hands clenching at the covers and sheets while I kept stroking him through his shorts. "So beautiful," I whispered, his eyes quickly opened meeting mine, I leaned forward and kissed his surprised lips. At first he was frozen in place but soon enough he was kissing me back, his tongue reaching and searching into my mouth while he slowly turned to face me and pressed our bodies together. The feel of his skin was so very real against mine after we stripped the annoying material away, I had to let his shaft go but now I'm grabbing and slowly massaging his tight ass and every time I give him a good squeeze he moans out a little, breaking our kiss before diving for more. Yes, this is what I want.
His body quickly formed to mine until I couldn't take it anymore and I gently pushed him over so he was on his back, I crawled on top of him before putting my fingers in his face.
"Suck," the word was whispered so softly I almost didn't hear it myself but he obediently sucked my fingers in and worked on sucking and coating them while I kissed and bit into his neck and chest. The way he would break away just to gasp at what I was doing made me smile into the kisses and little bites. I like this. I like it a lot. I just want to stay here and explore every inch of Kacchan that I can. It feels surprisingly good to feel his tongue on my fingers like this. It sent shivers through my body making my excitement get worse and worse the longer it went. I want to push inside so much.
"Please?" I heard the small word, only slightly muffled from the fingers in his mouth. His bright red eyes shining, even in the darkness of the middle of the night I could see how glazed over they were. His desire was nearly as potent as mine but I want more than just pleasure. I want to make him see what he can only have with me and for that I need to make sure he loses all reason.
In short I want to make him orgasm so hard that when sex crosses his mind only the thought of me comes with it.
"Almost," I whispered into his ear, making even his tongue shudder while swirling around my fingers, the slick wetness pulling at my senses. I waited maybe just half of a minute before kissing a trail down to his chest, his large fleshy pecs however prevented me from going any further. The tender and sensitive flesh spasmed several times while I went back and forth between the two peaks, the cool night air seeming to do just as much as my teeth and tongue did. It wasn't until he started to whimper that I finally continued my descent, his abs easily capturing my attention on the way. How is his body so breathtaking? It is almost like I can't go any further until I am able to show each little piece of him just a fraction of the attention they deserve but that only made this dream more and more tempting as I watched it race onward.
I pulled my fingers from his mouth only to adjust myself so that I could take him in, his large cock filled my mouth and I am so grateful that I lost my gag reflex. His voice rose a few octaves the moment I took him in, but I couldn't just suck on him. No, that would be far too simple. I start swirling my tongue around his head, pushing my tongue out to slide and guide his shaft down my throat. I had to wait to breathe until I pulled away but the feel of his body trembling under me is intoxicating.
I push my fingers back in front of his mouth and the moment he takes them in, he is swirling his tongue around each finger, so much more stimulating than I could have ever guessed. My free hand grips him at his base, pinching off any release. I don't know if he noticed or not but his body is trembling and occasionally spasming under me. It wasn't until he couldn't even focus enough to suck on my fingers anymore that I pulled my fingers from his mouth and carefully pushed two of them inside.
The way he moaned out let me know exactly how he liked that. I twisted, pulled, stretched and scissored, not releasing the grip of my other hand and bobbed my head, swallowing around him.
"Ah, wai-, so much! I NEED-!" The number of things he tried to say were jumbled up and now I'm worried that it might be too much so I pull my head away only for him to tangle his hands in my hair and push me back down again. I can't help smiling around him. If that's not permission I don't know what is.
I twist and turn my head, slide my tongue around him, gently rubbing the underside while my fingers explore his entrance. Several times he tried to push back onto my fingers making me wonder if he maybe used toys before.
He arched his back, his hands now over his head and I could hear his nails scratching fabric, did he rip his pillow or the sheets? I let him go with an audible pop and take a couple breaths before I clear my throat. "Do you want to cum before I actually go inside?" I asked him before licking from his base to his tip, keeping myself focused on how he reacted. The way he jumped and his hips thrusted into the air gave me an idea about which he would pick before I even asked but I still want to hear him say it.
"NOW!" He begged, his voice hoarse from straining for so long. I bobbed my head a few more times before I released my hold on him. My senses already full of just him I slurped around him, my tongue sliding under the sensitive space where the shaft and head meet and he pulled my hair trying to thrust deeper and suddenly my mouth was being filled with hot, sweet, creamy caramel, his voice breaking while I swallowed around him. I didn't stop, I cleaned him up, easily lapping up his sweet release, the fingers of my other hand still gently prodding at him but now that he came he was noticeably more relaxed and easier to thrust into.
I pulled out my fingers and kissed my way up his very sensitive body, enjoying how he flinched and jumped at each small kiss. "My turn to cum," I whispered and he nodded his head, his eyes unfocused and if I thought his eyes were glazed over earlier they would have looked sharp and focused compared to now. He could barely even open his eyelids to try and look at me.
I could feel pride swelling in my chest at the thought that I might have actually done a good job until I remembered that this was just a dream, but that barely changed anything at all either. I quickly used a little spit to coat myself before I lined up and started to push in, his body making way for me almost welcoming me inside.
"Fuuuuuckkkk!" Kacchan moaned, drawing it out as he lightly scratched at my back trying to pull me in more.
"Too bad there isn't any lube, I could go faster," I whispered before kissing him, slowly working myself in and out and going deeper with each one.
"Top drawer!" He gasped and I stopped for just a moment before reaching to pull the drawer out. I sat back, pulling out of him before drizzling the smooth fluid on myself and spreading it around and using the excess to coat his entrance too.
"Let's try that again," I smirked at how he tried to push himself further on me, if he wanted it that badly then…
I did just a couple more shallow thrust to be safe, making sure that his entrance was thoroughly covered. Then I pushed in hard and fast and his body shook from under me, clinging to me as if he couldn't chance letting me go and losing me altogether.
This really is one heck of a dream.
After only a few thrust it felt much easier, his legs circled around my hips, his arms over my shoulders, his lips on mine. The feel of his tongue twirling around mine while he tried to pull me closer was almost too much. I want this to last though so I slow down only to hear him whine a little in response. Keeping my thrust as even as I could I moved away from his mouth and down his neck, the sharp intake of breath telling me exactly how much he liked it, his nails digging in, urging me on.
"I love you," I whispered in his ear, licking along the shell of his ear as I do, his body shuddering against mine. I thrusted hard, his body arching into me while spasming, a sweet smell filled the air and I felt something wet hit my chest. I looked down to see him still throbbing and cum trailing down my chest with even more on him.
I couldn't help the smirk on my face, I couldn't fight it. The way he was looking at me was only exciting me more.
"Careful, if you keep looking at me like that, I might never stop," I warned him, whispering the last part in his ear before letting myself thrust deep and fast.
"Ah!" His voice was a little high compared to earlier but he didn't try to push me away, instead he was pulling me in again.
"GoOd," his voice was uneven, rasping while he carefully sounded out the word. His eyes were unfocused when he looked at anything other than me, his focus continuing to return to me, my lips or my body in general. "I've waited far too long for this," he added before he yanked me back into a kiss and I opened for him, losing the ability to control myself as I got faster and faster.
"Ah! Fuck! Yes!" He arched when I found a particularly sensitive place, I couldn't help biting into him making him louder with each thrust until I couldn't hold on anymore and I slammed in and held it. His body shaking and spasming under me, his cum shot out leaving us both a mess. My hands were still squeezing his ass as I rode out my orgasm, not willing to let him go.
My body relaxed after what was probably only a few seconds but I didn't pull out. I don't want to . Part of me is afraid that he won't want anything to do with me now, now that he was sated but instead of pushing me away his now gentle touch pulled me closer and he softly kissed me again and again. My body responds to the sweet affection immediately.
"Again?" He asked softly, his eyes slipping down my body, a smirk on his lips when his eyes met mine again.
"Too late," I whispered, leaning in and kissing the lips on his confused face. "I'm never letting you go now," I finished by pulling out all the way just to push back in slowly. I focused on pleasuring his body and making love to his soul.
***
I woke up still holding him in my arms, the marks covering his body easily showing that none of it was actually a dream. His sharp features now softened with sleep, his feather soft hair standing up at all ends while his skin showed deep dark marks and teeth marks were left in several places, letting me know exactly how rough I was with him.
I kissed the nearest set to my face, slowly making my way to each set of bite marks, not daring to stop even when Kacchan started moving and gently stretching under me. When I finally had to look up I saw his eyes watching me carefully as if he were waiting just for me to look up. His hands cupping both sides of my face, he pulled me up so our lips could meet.
"So beautiful," I heard myself whisper when the kiss broke. Now that he was wide awake I couldn't look away from his otherwise flawless skin, how he swallowed somehow seeming to be nervous at the moment but all I can think of is how breathtaking he is and I notice his face growing darker as he blushes.
"You think I'm breathtaking?" He cleared his throat to ask and instead of answering I kissed him again.
"I think you are beautiful, the way you move is absolutely breathtaking and at the end of it all I think you are amazing," I whispered, giving light kisses throughout the words. Refusing to let him think that he could be anything else. "I love you with all of my heart."
"Were you hit with a quirk yesterday?" He asked after a while, letting me kiss anywhere on his skin that I wanted. He still didn't pull away from me or push me away, if anything it felt like he was trying to stay as close as he could, his legs tangled with mine.
"No," I answered before kissing him again. "I did think it was a dream last night though, I'm praying that none of this is a dream," I added in a whisper, letting my kisses trail next to his ear so I could be sure that he heard me.
"Prove it," he demanded suddenly and started asking me questions. Most were mundane like my name, age and today's date, while others were confusing like what we had studied in class.
"Class? Kacchan, we aren't in school anymore," I chuckled a little before turning my attention back to his body. He let me, I was getting turned on from all the light touches and gentle loving and now that I crawled on top of him I found him in much the same situation as me.
"Let me love you?" I asked and instead of answering he pulled me in for another kiss, his legs wrapping around my waist.
I can get used to this.
***
"He was hit with the quirk called Day Dreams, he'll be fine. He will just find it difficult to see anything as real until it wears off," Recovery Girl announced. After we had finished having sex he had dragged me to her office back at school. The fact we are 19 and graduated just a few months ago went ignored by him.
"So, he isn't being forced to do anything he wouldn't want to do already?" Kacchan asked while fumbling with his shirt collar, it didn't quite cover one of the hickeys I left on him but that didn't stop him from trying and Recovery Girl noticed.
"No if anything it would have helped him loosen up a bit but that's all, just don't let him near any tall buildings, the last thing we need is for him to be hospitalized because he thought he could fly," she shrugged. "Now, mind telling me why you brought him to me and not to a doctor's office?" She prodded.
"Habit," Kacchan answered with zero hesitation, I let out a sigh. I really was in her office way too much through high school.
"Well, keep the sex moderate at the very least. Chances are he won't be thinking about afterwards so just keep that in mind," she turned away, not seeing how Kacchan turned a bright red in response. Neither of us told her that I was on top, not bottom.
***
It's been seven years now and Kacchan and I had gotten married a little over two years ago. Like always we fight while we work, never agreeing completely on anything and it usually ends with us getting frustrated with each other but we do pretty good with keeping work at work and personal, personal.
We are currently fighting a villain that had set up traps throughout the whole area, either him or his partner anyway. Either way it's been a difficult fight and I finally managed to grab the villain and just before I could clasp the quirk canceling cuffs on him he touched me with all five fingers on my face.
"Now you will be too busy to try and catch me," he giggled like a little girl but I was able to secure one cuff on him while fighting the light headed dizziness.
I fell down and when I looked around I realized that I don't see Kacchan anywhere. Where did he go? There is a bunch of noise but I can't really focus on anything, running around buildings and cars, searching for him. My heart skipping beats while hammering in my chest. Where…
"There!" I was so excited seeing Kacchan that I said it out loud but I don't care. He is talking to someone, or was he fighting? Either way I run over.
"M@y par>tner alrea@dy hit] De=ku wi&th hi*s qu/irk #it w$on't b$e lon^g bef*ore h=e r-uns aw;ay loo:king fo-r h/is lov*er, forgett_ing $all abo
"What's the quirk require him to do?" Kacchan asked, his voice like an angel's.
"Ma♤ke a ba◇by w●ith hi₩s l■over," the guy laughed before adding, "ev~en i☆f h♧is lo♤ver i€s a m°an th■at w♡on't s♤top it an¥d it'×s co^ntag♡ious so his lov♤er wo◇n't eve♧n be ab●le to sa□y n$o."
"That makes this easy," Kacchan smirked before cuffing him to a nearby bike stand that was cemented into the ground.
"Kacchan!" I called out and when he turned around his arms were already up so mine could circle his waist while his went around my neck. "I missed you, it took forever to find you," I complained after kissing him. His body was molding to mine, both of us not caring about the fact that people were watching us now.
"Just stay with me next time," he grinned before kissing me again, his tongue inviting me in when he parted his lips and I couldn't not accept that. My hands slid down from his waist to his hips and then his tightly toned ass that never ceased to amaze me.
"I want to go home," I whispered, out of breath when we parted for air but quickly dived back in again.
"Then take us home, Teddy bear," he smirked while playfully nipping at my lips with his teeth. "I'm horny," he whispered while tightening his hold on me. The green energy from OFA started crackling around us and it took me a minute to notice that green wasn't the only color, red was easily dancing with the green as our quirks met around us. Tiny explosions going off before he chuckled and pulled out his necklace and flipped the little dial on it, suppressing his quirk. "Looks like I'm not the only one excited," he grinned licking his lips and I picked him up before jumping into the air and towards home. "Let's go home, birthday boy," he whispered in my ear before I felt his teeth and tongue, my heart racing even faster.
***
"HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON?" Best Jeanist demanded, screaming with Eraserhead and Ms. Joke standing behind him.
"I told you he didn't know," I heard Eraserhead say and when I looked up he was holding out his hand to the female hero who sighed before putting a large amount of money in his hand.
"I'll win next time," I heard her grumble but Present Mic was already shaking his head at the two 'pro' heroes.
"What exactly are you asking?" I asked, trying to focus on the hero who was almost frothing at the mouth but Kacchan was sitting next to me, leaning into me while trying to ignore them all.
"Nerd, he didn't know we were married. The bastard basically closes his ears whenever I come up in conversation," Kacchan yawned before laying his head on my shoulder, cuddling in so I had to wrap an arm around his waist so we could both be comfortable.
"Still, it's been years and we were voted most powerful couple this year in Hero News," I turned my attention back to my husband who shrugged not bothering to explain more but refusing to put space between us too. He is now pregnant but only just so he doesn't have a belly yet, that didn't stop me from protectively guarding him though.
It's been a week since we 'woke up' from the quirk only to find out that it's been four months since the fight. Thankfully we still did things like eating and showing but otherwise I don't think we did much that required us to get out of bed, most of our food was delivered even. Good thing we had enough money in savings.
"I'm hungry," Kacchan whispered in my ear before suggesting lemon ice cream and spicy curry, not caring at all that we were at work.
I turned my attention back to the heroes in front of us, "Well since this was caused by a quirk I'm sure that headquarters was already made aware and we'll get paid for the quirk leave. Is there something that you actually need us to do? If not, we would like to go home now." I smiled at them but no one said anything so I stood up and before Kacchan was even half way out of his seat I picked him up.
"Deku I can still walk," he huffed, a little irritated at how protective I've been lately.
"For now," I answered with a smile and he stopped grumbling and smirked up at me, his arms going over my shoulders as he held me close.
"Smooth," he whispered and I love that color on his cheeks, the deep blush enticing me to bring him back home. Now.
"Don't forget to fill out the paperwork, you can do it online," Eraserhead called out from behind us as I walked out the door and ignored our coworkers who were openly staring at us. Most knew that we were married and for that matter that we were happily married but when we were at work we didn't really show our affection as openly as say Ashido and Bubble Girl or even Kirishima who doted on Todoroki all the time.
"Do you think we'll have a boy or girl? Kacchan asked after we left the building, one hand tangled in my hair while he gently pulled in it to get my attention.
"I think that if you keep doing that you will end up with more than one," I smiled at him and he grinned with an evil glint to his eyes.
"Oh really?" He asked and I felt another tug. I really don't need to walk, I covered us in my quirk and raced home with a chuckling husband in my arms.
***
Happy birthday, Teddy Bear," I open my eyes to see my very pregnant lover in my arms. The sun shining in through the window highlighting his ruby reds that always seem to have a mischievous glint in them anymore.
"With you here how could it be anything but happy?" I flirted back, the sleep in my voice seeming to send a shiver through him. He has been horny 95% of the time and the other 5% just hungry.
I slid a hand from his shoulders down his back, gently rubbing as I went and the sound that can get out of him told me exactly which one he is now.
"Deku~," he moaned before his stomach growled. I laughed and started to sit up only for him to pull me back down again. "Food can wait," he hissed, his eyes trapping me under him.
"I love you."