tiniest outfit imaginable. Izuku only has a few seconds to register the looming presence of Katsuki before he’s being hoisted in the air.
“Oh hey babe— woah, wait-”
Katsuki doesn’t respond, and he also doesn’t wait, throwing the boy over his shoulder and walking to their-
🔞Izuku’s prioritization of his legs in his fight style naturally ends up with him becoming more flexible, a trait in which Katsuki cant help but take advantage of. Their home gym sessions are always torture, but at least it’s cyclical. Katsuki gets worked up watching Izuku-
yet! But that doesn’t matter, not to Katsuki. Watching those powerful legs fold into the most ridiculous positions as Izuku “stretches.” Katsuki’s had a long week, and an even longer day, he doesn’t have it in him to blue ball himself today while Izuku works out in the-
Katsuki who’s ashamed of how turned on he gets from seeing Izuku cry… He knows it must be some cosmic karma for bullying the boy when they was younger, THIS is his punishment. It doesn’t matter what the reason, the moment he sees those eyebrows pull in tight and that little lip-
doesn’t realize that Katsuki is does his absolute BEST job BECAUSE he wants to see Izuku cry. So Izuku doesn’t question or judge when Katsuki moans as he kisses the tears from his cheeks, nor does he complain that his insanely sexy boyfriend is always itching to make him cum-