Big Fluffishima and his little husband Katsuki making out in bed and Eijirou being all sweet and suddenly just asking, “You wanna fuck my tits, Kats?” A wobbly smirk on his face because he’s trying /so/ hard to be confident.

“Yeah. Yes. Fuck okay,” Katsuki kissing Eiji again and again, pressing their foreheads together and petting Ei’s hair as he straddles his waist, “You’re gunna wreck me with this manly confidence.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, baby.”

Eiji runs with it and lifts Katsuki up by his slim waist.

“Ei!” Katsuki is used to Eijirou lifting him up /when asked/ and it’s so fucking hot. He normally gives his beefy husband a good smack on the ass after but he’s never done it without warning and in bed and Katsuki’s found himself a new kink.

Eijirou sets him down so he’s right at those big pecs of his. /Tits/, Katsuki whines in his head.

“‘Suki, don’t call them /that/.”

Oh fuck. Ei is blushing and looking away and Katsuki wants to go fucking batshit feral on society for making his husband so damn insecure.

“Baby, you know I only mean it in the best fucking way,” Katsuki turns Eiji’s face to look at him and he grins, “Lemme show you, yeah? Watch.”

Big hands pet down Eijirou’s neck and down his chest to cup his meaty pecs. Katsuki briefly remembers the last time he went to the gym with Ei and Tetsu and he nearly creamed in his shorts at seeing his Hardened husband bench press nearly 500 pounds.

Eijirou had fucking /earned/ his body and Katsuki loved it. Loved him. He squeezed Ei’s pecs, pushing them together and apart, fingers finding his nipples and tugging on them. Eijirou gasped and tossed his head back, hand squeezing Katsuki’s hips, “Shit!”

“I’m gunna fuck your tits so good, Ei,” Smirking, Katsuki shifted and let his cock rest between Eiji’s pecs. The sight alone was enough to have his cock dribbling precum onto that perfect chest.

Katsuki places a hand on each pec and pushes them together making a nice valley for his cock and he rocks his hips just a little, groaning because yep. This was gunna end him.

“Why’d you stop?” Ei asks, looking up at him with his teeth biting his lip, his red eyes nervous, his face redder than his hair, and Katsuki is in fucking /love/. He cursed under his breath and closes his eyes shut.

“Feels too good. Need a minute.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Ei. I’m literally gunna blow before I even get started.”

“Huh,” Eijirou moves his hands off of Katsuki’s hips and Kats would have noticed if he wasn’t focused on calming down.

“You really like them that much?” Eijirou pushes his pecs together with his own hands on top of Katsuki’s own. It makes the pressure around his cock tighter and Katsuki sucks in a sharp breath, eyes snapping open.

“Oh fuck,” Katsuki /whimpers/. He digs his fingers into warm, soft Eijirou tits and pulls back, fucking back into Ei’s tits with a moan. He doesn’t stop, this time. He /can’t/ stop this time.

Not when Eijirou is looking at him like that and holding his big tits so fucking good and perfect. He growls out all of his filthy thoughts about Eijirou big tits as he fucks them roughly.

Katsuki’s cockhead clumsily bumps against Ei’s chin every few strokes because with each thrust his cock slides easier and easier due to his copious amount of pre.

It’s sloppy and rough and Katsuki knows it. He’s panting and sweating and growling like a fucking animal as he humps his husband’s chest like a fucking dog. He’s never been so out of control.

Eijirou is completely stunned, all he can do is watch as strong, brave, perfectionist, number one pro hero Katsuki /fucking/ Bakugou fucks his /tits/ like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do.

It’s so manly and so hot, Ei finds his nerves and insecurities pushed aside. He’s going to make his husband come his brains out.

“Come on Kats, give it to me. Come on my tits,” Eijirou opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue so Katsuki’s dark red cock hits it and Katsuki...

Katsuki makes the most broken sound he’s ever made as pleasure grips him so hard he’s shaking. His cock shoots into Eiji’s mouth and over his face and neck as his hips jerk erratically. He empties his balls all over Eijirou, whimpering at the sight of his perfect husband.

Eijirou catches what he can in his mouth, waiting for Katsuki’s hips to still before he frantically, reaches down and starts fisting his own cock hard and fast.

“Oh fuck yeah, baby,” Katsuki breathes out and shifts off of Eijirou so he can get in between his thighs quickly.

He bats Eiji’s hands away and takes his cock, holding it steady at the base as he slides it into his mouth with a practiced ease.

“Katsuki!” Eijirou shouts to their ceiling and curls in on himself, hand flying to Katsuki’s hair as he fucks up into that perfect mouth.

With the image of his husband’s wild rutting, fresh on his mind. It doesn’t take long before Eijirou’s coming too, hot come spilling down Katsuki’s welcoming throat as his thighs quiver.

Katsuki swallows and licks Ei clean until he’s whining for the blonde to stop. He grabs one of their forgotten shirts and wipes Eijirou’s face, neck, and chest off, tossing it into their laundry hamper.

“Nice,” Ei grins as the shirt lands perfectly and Katsuki grins too, like the lovestuck idiot he’s been for six years.

They cuddle up together, kissing a few more times, before falling asleep.

And while Katsuki knows Eijirou’s self esteem comes and goes. He can’t help the pride he feels when he catches Eijirou looking at the bruises over the next few days, complaining about having to wear his winter suit top with a smile on his face.

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