Eijirou buys a gift that he can't wait to show Katsuki but he decides he has to /earn/ it first. He doesn't tell Katsuki about it though. He just watches.

Katsuki brings the interns breakfast one morning after a particularly rough night.

Ei whispers in his ear, "that's one."
A few days later, Katsuki grabs a kid right before they walk off the curb and into traffic. Instead of screaming, his first reaction is to genuinely ask the kid if they're okay. Both men are surprised when they burst into tears about how their girlfriend just broke up with them.
Katsuki let's Eijirou take over from there but he stands by and motions for other pedestrians to keep walking.

When they're done crying, Eijirou sends them along with a reminder to be safe and turns his attention on Katsuki. He stalks towards him and growls out, "two, baby."
Eijirou changes direction last second and slides past Katsuki to control their patrol. He laughs when Katsuki shivers while keeping up his suspicious glare.

The next day, Katsuki calls Izuku to check on him in the hospital. He waits until he thinks Eijirou is distracted and
sneaks into the kitchen, quietly grumbling into the cell phone tucked under his chin.

When he hangs up, Eijirou pushes him against the counter.

"Finally. Three."

Katsuki whips around, angry. "Alright, what the fuck Eijirou!? Why have you been counting strikes against me?
I've been trying to be fucking good, or whatever and you're torturing me! Just tell me what the hell you wanna say and let's get it over with already!"

His face is red, his voice wobbly and winded but he's trying hard to look tough.

Eijirou finally takes pity on him.
He leans in close, burying his face in Katsuki's hair to breathe him in for a moment.

"They weren't strikes, baby," he murmurs.

"The fuck they weren-"

"They were good deeds. I was keeping track to see if you'd earn your reward."

Katsuki chokes. His voice practically squeaks.
"My... reward?"

Eijirou hums. "Wait for me in the bedroom, angel. You know how."

Katsuki gulps but there's not a trace of fight in him. He walks out quickly. Eijirou waits until he hears the click of their bedroom door and then he jumps into action.
He races to their closet and reaches for the back of the top shelf. He pulls the box down and starts pulling out packaging as quickly as he can, throwing paper everywhere. His fingers move quickly, yanking fabric and laces tightly until he's ready. He stands tall and softly
walks to their full length mirror. His eyes fall until they land on them.

Brand new, out of the box boots.

Thick soled, done up with laces and buckles, he looks ready to go to war. But these shoes are only for /inside/ the house and the only ass he's kicking is Katsuki's.
He tiptoes back towards the kitchen and then walks back loudly. Letting his feet fall naturally but in these shit kickers? His steps make the house vibrate.

He smiles widely thinking of the anticipation Katsuki must be feeling. Not knowing what's happening, only hearing
Eijirou's footsteps. He can feel his blood rushing, already getting hard. But he ignores it. This is for Katsuki. His good boy. His good boy who is patiently waiting in their bedroom, hopefully naked and in position on their floor.

He can't wait any longer.
He finally gets to their room and pushes the door open. The image he finds is better than what he expected.

Katsuki is completely naked on the floor with his knees spread. His arms are behind his back and his head is bowed. His skin is flushed and his chest rises and falls
quickly. His cock is weeping and Eijirou wants to touch it but it's secondary to his desire to see Katsuki's face.

"Angel, look at me."

Katsuki raises his head slightly, looking up under his eyelashes at him. It takes everything in Eijirou to keep his dom persona in place and
scramble to his feet to worship that pretty face. He's already so worked up - the flush on his body has spread to his cheeks making them ruddy and adorable.

Eijirou allows himself to smile, but doesn't move. Waiting.
He watches as time stretches on and a flash of confusion shows in Katsuki's eyes. Eijirou shifts and knows he's noticed when he hears a gasp.

Katsuki's eyes are locked on his boots. His cock twitches and he leans forward so slightly Eijirou knows its subconscious.

He takes a
step.

"Come here."

His voice is loud and commanding in the room. Katsuki scrambles towards him on his hands and knees. He presses his cheek to the floor next to Eijirou's right foot and slides forward until he's a breath away from his boot. Katsuki breathes in deeply, smelling
the new leather. His exhale is a groan.

"You've been so good, Katsuki."

His baby whimpers at his feet.

Eijirou continues, "Such an angel. When I bought these I thought I was going to have to be so patient. I hid them in the closet and expected to forget them for awhile.
But you proved me wrong. You've been sweet all week long and just days later you've earned them."

Katsuki whines again and scoots forward just enough to touch his boot with his nose. He gently nuzzles, eyes already squeezed shut.

Eijirou's stomach flips. "/Oh./ Look at you."
"Please." Katsuki's voice is barely a whisper but Eijirou hears it anyway, focused as he is.

He nudges Katsuki's face, "Go ahead baby, break them in."

Katsuki scoots down to his toes and opens wide, tongue lolling out. Eijirou would think it was for show if Katsuki's eyes
weren't glued to his boot. He licks a fat stripe from toe to heel. He groans and shivers violently. He keeps licking, rocking back and forth on his knees to reach every inch, turning the black leather shiny and wet.

Eijirou can't feel much more than light pressure but seeing
Katsuki like this, so sweet and quiet, so reverent - Eijirou is pretty sure he could cum without ever actually being touched.

He moves carefully to grip himself firmly. He strokes his cock slowly as Katsuki switches sides and starts cleaning his left foot.
They've been quiet, only the soft sounds Katsuki is making filling the air but Eijirou feels ready to burst.

"You're so sweet, such a good boy. God, I can't believe you. Can't believe how lucky I am. You're doing such a good job, angel."

Katsuki's breathing quickens and his
noises get louder. He reaches up to grip Eijirou's foot and raises it. He finally, finally, lifts his eyes and looks right at Eijirou as he licks the sole.

Eijirou isn't sure who groans louder.

"Fuck. I can't wait any longer, sit up against the bed, baby. Go."
He expects to have to pick Katsuki up, to help him maneuver himself into position again, but Katsuki lifts onto all fours and crawls over. Slowly, but all on his own.

He turns and finds the same position as before, now with the side of the bed supporting his back. He places his
hands on his thighs and waits.

Eijirou stomps over and stop in front of him, raising one foot to gently fall between Katsuki's legs.

"Oh, fuck" Katsuki finally speaks, head falling back on his shoulders. His eyes are hazy and Eijirou can't tell if he realizes his hips are
moving, trying to get more friction on his cock without breaking position.

Eijirou keeps his heel grounded and leans forward pressing into Katsuki's cock. He watches as Katsuki squeezes his eyes shut, watches as his fingers dig into his thighs.

"Go on Katsuki, take your reward"
Katsuki's eyes snap open. His hands wrap around Eijirou's foot, crushing him even closer as he ruts against the bottom of his boot.

Eijirou grabs his own cock and starts jerking off as he leans into him.

"That's right baby, gonna cum on your face while you get yourself off."
Katsuki looks up at him, like he's ready for his cum already, giving him the perfect angle to mark his face entirely.

Eijirou speeds up, gathering his precum as he strokes and spreading it to slick the way.

He moans, "My good little whore. Right where you belong, right under
my boot, waiting for my cum."

Katsuki ruts even harder and tears begin to pool in his eyes. Eijirou can feel his grip tighten around his foot.

"Are you close already? Gonna let me see that pretty little cock cum? Are you waiting for permission? You perfect little thing."
He rocks forward with his words, punctuating them with mean pushes against Katsuki's throbbing dick.

Katsuki's tears well up and start spilling down his face.

"Oh, /Katsuki/."

He leans forward and places one hand on the bed, next to Katsuki's head. They're so close that
when Katsuki sticks his tongue out he licks the head of Eijirou's dripping cock. Eijirou moans.

"Baby, this is your reward, you can cum whenever you want. Just don't expect me to stop, I'm gonna paint this pretty face in my cum. I own you, I'll do whatever I want to you."
He knows he's rambling but he can't stop. He can see the pleasure cresting in Katsuki and can feel his orgasm burning in himself as well.

"That's right angel. You're so good, my little toy, my nasty little boot licker, can't believe you, you don't even need your dick huh, i
I bet you could have cum just worshipping me, huh? Maybe I should make you, maybe I-"

He's interrupting by Katsuki screaming. The veins in his neck bulge, his eyes rolls back and cum bursts from Katsuki so hard that it squishes out from under Eijirou's boot.
Eijirou's hand is a blur on his cock. All it takes is Katsuki's eyes refocusing on him for Eijirou to cum, painting stripes across Katsuki's face. He opens his mouth wide, trying to catch as much as he can but doesn't move or try to stop it from landing across his eye, up his
cheek, down his chin. He swallows and sticks his tongue out.

Eijirou falls to his knees and kisses Katsuki harshly.

"Are you okay, angel?"

Katsuki smiles and hums gently.

Eijirou reaches for a nearby shirt and wipes Katsuki's face clean. He kisses every inch along the way.
He wipes Katsuki's crotch clean too and pulls his dirtied boot off carefully. Katsuki waits patiently for him and allows Eijirou to lift him into his arms. Eijirou holds him for a moment, savoring this relaxed side of Katsuki that allows him to hold him "like a baby" and then
gently lowers him into their bed.

He lays down beside him and wraps his arms tightly around Katsuki.

"I love you baby."

"Love you," Katsuki grunts. His next words are quieter, "Thank you."

Eijirou barely holds back a squeal, overwhelmed by all Katsuki's manners.

"Anything
for you, angel."

They both fall asleep smiling.

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