Tough Winter [pt.3]

Little extra nsfw update! In continuation of the part 2 (here is part 1)

(I can't believe I had to censor the word 0rgasm because for patreon that's too scandalous ...)

Yeah, it’s because they are freezing that Deku wraps his legs around Katsuki’s slim waist, while he lazily fucks into him. Deku feels desperate, the agonizingly slow pace is driving him crazy and he just wishes Katsuki would thrust into him like he knows he likes it.

Deku can tell this is on purpose, it’s his personal punishment. But he also suspects it is taking a stroll on Katsuki’s harmed body. The wounds are still fresh, despite being in the process of healing.

“Does it hurt?” Deku asks absent-mindedly and short breathed, kissing his way down Katsuki’s neck and just right above the red scarred skin of his cleavage. Another deep thrust makes him lose track of his own thoughts and throw his head back with a soft moan escaping his lips. He isn’t gonna lie, the stretch hurts a little since he hasn’t had much more than his own fingers for all the time they have spent away from each other. But he is happy, he likes that it hurts. It makes it more real.

Katsuki grunts against his shoulder, the sound making it clear how much effort this is taking him. Deku feels one of Katsuki’s arms close around his waist and then with a smooth push against the mattress he finds himself seated in Katuki’s lap. The new position makes him feel even more full, now that his whole weight is pressing down onto the other’s cock.

Katsuki is panting but kisses him again and wraps his arms around him, starting to rock him back and forth on his aching dick. Deku can feel him twitch inside him, getting closer and closer to release. He isn’t far behind either. The constant pressure against his prostate and the intensity of it all, summed to the fact that they haven’t slept together in so long makes it very hard to resist the building 0rgasm.

Katsuki’s thrusts are getting more and more frantic so Deku starts to push back against his cock too, almost bouncing on it chasing his own pleasure. He is panting as well and he is aware of the sounds leaving his throat but he doesn’t care.

“Fuck, Izuku, like that. So good for me.” He hears Katsuki praising him, brushing his thumbs on Deku’s face, drying some tears that escaped his control. 

When they reach the finish line they keep holding each other tight, too afraid of the moment this will end and they will have to go back to face their current situation. 

Deku lingers in the feeling of Katsuki still inside of him, cook softening until it slips out. He shivers, now for a totally different reason than cold.