#bkdk #nsfw

CW: I don't know how you call it when someone answers a phone call while having sex but that. Also me trying to be funny, that's a warning by itself. Ps. sorry, Inko, for this.

Izuku loves his mom. Really, he truly does, so much, she's the person who's been in his corner forever, even though sometimes her overprotection got the best of her.

Izuku also loves Kacchan. With all his heart, the innocent admiration of a child developing into a not so

innocent crush and then into feelings so deep and strong that a part of Izuku fears their intensity.

So, there are the facts. The sky is blue, the grass is green, All Might is the best hero ever and Izuku loves his mom and Kacchan.

But man, does he hate them both right now.

"Aren't you gonna answer?", asks Kacchan /again/, mouth stopping what he was so wonderfully doing just a few seconds ago to talk //again//.

Izuku grunts in exasperation, freeing his own lips and staring at his boyfriend over his shoulder with a pout in his face that can only be

described as petulant. The buzzing of his phone keeps resounding on Kacchan's room, the pic of Inko and him smiling in the screen under the caller's name 'Mom'.

"No, I'm busy right now", he points at the hot, half-hard dick that mere seconds ago he was very happily sucking.

Then he redirects his gaze to Kacchan's mouth, which definitely /isn't/ eating him out as it should be; no phone call is that urgent to stop such activity, after all, his butthole isn't going to lick and fuck itself, c'mon, "And you are too, so just ignore it and /keep going/".

Izuku should have anticipated trouble in the single raised eyebrow that Kacchan gives him, but, seriously, they've been so busy this week with school and training that they barely had any free time, and it's finally sunday and they were going to spend it lazyly making out and

fucking all day and Izuku is just /so horny/. Is it really a crime wanting to get fucked at least once before he has to tend mundane things like answering his mom's phone call? (god, a tiny voice inside his head calls him an awful son, but it is rapidly murdered by the rabid

bunny that represents his wild sex drive right now).

"It could be important", says Kacchan one last time, but he's teasing Izuku now, dextrous fingers fondling the ample globe of his ass, thumb digging close the spit-wet hole.

It's a little difficult to make eye contact for

long in the position they currently are in, a 69 slightly sitting up with Kacchan against the headboard and Izuku laying head down all along his chest, feet in the air and knees resting on the other's wide shoulders. The strangeness in their predicament is due

Kacchan's rude complain that the last time Izuku /properly/ sat on his face he gave him a neck sprain, and, okay, yes, Izuku was very enthusiastic but he has a very sentitive ass, okay?

Anyways, gravity works like wonder to deep throat better, although now is Izuku who will end

with a neck sprain, probably.

It would be so worth it if Kacchan /actually/ stopped being stubborn, ignored the phone and returned his tongue inside him.

So, like the very mature teenager that he is, Izuku replies with a very equally mature answer.

"My butt is important".

Kacchan raises /the other/ eyebrow, really, that should be rising alarms in Izuku's head, you're entering now a danger zone, run before it's too late!

"You have become such a sassy, spoiled brat, Deku", he nips his right asscheek, "Guess someone has to put you in your place."

Izuku, foolish, naive Izuku, thinks that his boyfriend is planning to render him stupid by heavily making out with his butthole, maybe adding some spanking here and there. So, confidant and eager to be chastised, he returns his attention to his previous activity, opening his

mouth and taking the delicacy that is that wet, red dick tip.

He's busy being delighted by the weight of Kacchan's big cock on his tongue that he misses the movement, and only after Kacchan has snatched the still vibrating phone from the bedside table he notices his intentions.

With a deep horror and sense of dread, Izuku sees how Kacchan smirks cruelly before tapping the screen, too quickly to be stopped, /picking up the call/.

"Honey?", his mother voice filters through the speakers.

Kacchan spares a last glance at him, holding the phone in his

direction but out of his reach, his intentions crystal clear and truly terrifying as he dips his face and licks a hot stripe between the buttcheecks spreaded in front of him.

Izuku repress a whine at the last moment, shuddering against Kacchan's chest.

"Izuku, are you there?", his mom sounds a little worried, and oh, yes, yes, he is expected to answer!, god lord, how can he awswer if his mouth is still full of cock?! Kacchan, why?!

"M-mom!", Izuku practically shrills when his tongue is able to move freely inside his mouth without any obstacle in the way, voice a few octaves higher than normal, meaning that likely only dogs and fellow animals with extraordinary hearing and/or with similar quirks can hear it.

Coughing a bit and whipping the saliva and pre-cum on his chin that have dripped out in his surprise with the back of his hand, he tries again. The result isn't so much better because, well, you know, /now/ his boyfriend has decided that he wants to eat him out like a starved man

on the middle of the ocean, "Mom, w-what do you wa-aah-nt!"

Not fair, not fair, this is not fair!, why is Kacchan making him go through this highly embarrassing, totally undeserved situation, and why is Izuku suddenly so much more turned on than before?! He doesn't want his mom

hearing him having sex to become a new unlocked, unexpected kink, he is still processing discovering how /much/ he loves being choked and spanked during sex and he definitely doesn't trust himself in these kind matters, this mind of his much more perverted than anticipated.

"Izuku, baby, are you okay? You sound out of breath and... weird", the concern in his mom's words doesn't mitigate the heat pooling in his belly as Kacchan sucks at his rim before circling with his hot, evil tongue the puckered edge, tip slowly dipping and prodding inside.

"Y-yeah, yeah, I'm f-fi-fine, mom, ju-just...", an excuse, he needs an excuse, c'mon, rabid bunny that is his wild sex drive, now it's time to think, not grind against Kacchan's chest and face! No, it doesn't matter how good it feels! , "I-I went out a l-little. Running!"

"You work so hard, Izuku", yeah, and his dick undoubtedly works /harder/, there, all strained and already dripping, trapped between his own body and the hard planes of Kacchan's pectorals and upper abdomen. Izuku wants to weep. "I'm so proud of you, you know? But you should also

rest, give yourself a break and...", Izuku zones out, too engrossed in the pleasure radiating from his crotch and butt.

Kacchan surely knows how to play his body against him, skilled tongue stretching his hole until it is spamming, pliant, fingers groping at his meaty asscheeks

and upper thighs just like he knows that drives Izuku crazy.

When one of those clever fingers joins the wet appendage inside of him, Izuku can't help but cry, grabbing at Kacchan's legs for support as his whole body trembles and his hips shutter.

"I-I-I tripped!", he throws the

excuse fast, only half aware of his mom's worry on the other side of the line as the pad of the finger inside his warm channel finds with an easiness almost scary his magic, sweet spot.

Izuku's eyes fill with tears and his legs clamp down around Kacchan's neck, the overwhelming

pleasure burning its way all over his nerves. He chokes around a moan, sweated forehead resting on his torturer thigt, and he can't keep doing this, he can't, there is a limit of how much he can pretend and how many embarrassing noises he can muffle, "Mom, listen, I have to g-",

Izuku doesn't end the sentence, something slapping hard against his cheek.

Incredulous and again inexplicably turned on (what the hell is wrong with him), Izuku twists his head to look awkwardly at Kacchan, who stops tongue-fucking him to put a show in sucking one of his

balls inside his mouth while his wide thumb thrusts on his now puffy, shiny entrance, the other sneaky hand wrapped around his own dick and threatening to slap Izuku with it one more time.

The message on those crimson eyes is unmistakable: 'keep going, talk to your mom while I

destroy your ass, probably trigger a new sexual and existential crisis, and make eye contact with the woman who birthed you terribly uncomfortable for the next few decades, or the only thing going up your ass today is your own unsatisfying dildo' (yes, all that says the look).

Izuku's bottom lip trembles and his eyes go all big and watery, but the only thing he gets with his pouting is Kacchan trailing it with the wet tip of his cock, which is another torture by itself because Izuku /wants/ to suck that dick but he /can't/ if he has to talk to his

mother. Oh, what a tragedy.

"I-I have to go... home. Next-next weekend. I'll go v-visit", the choice is obvious in Izuku's mind and improvising is difficult when it feels like his braincells are being sucked out his ass, but Izuku thinks he manages.

"That's wonderful, Izuku!,

his mom sounds truly happy and he can't help but smile a little, warmed by his mom's love.

Inko then starts a tirade about all the things she's going to prepare for his visit and how many new gossip she's going to tell him and what does he wants to eat, she has to go to the

market!, and they should visit that new café around the corner, but Izuku's brain is again only paying her half of its attention, enough to command his vocal cords to drop controlled hums and yeah's to keep her going unsuspecting, and to muffle the rest of the moans and sighs of

pleasure on his forearm, nuzzling from time to time the cock still close to his face.

But because Kacchan is a cruel being that feeds on his Deku's tortured despair and self embarrassment, just when Izuku has the situation more or less under control, the sweet heat rolling

over him in lazy waves as his sensitive ass is being played with and his dick rubs oh, so wonderfully right on the muscular chest below, his hips are roughly grabbed and he's being flipped onto his back, legs and arms sprawled and head dizzy.

The new predicament catches him by

surprise and he yelps, interrumping his mother practically one sided conversation.

"What was that, Izuku?"

"Nothing, nothing!", he glares at Kacchan, who rearranges the phone as he accommodates himself between Izuku's legs, "The train just took a curve a little too fast and

someone elbowed me."

He knows he's made a terrible mistake before he's finishing talking.

"... I though you were running outside."

Kacchan has the nerve to //laugh//, quietly but without hiding, and Izuku tries to kick him in revenge, face all red with indignation and shame,

but he catches it by the ankle.

"Uuuuuuuuh, and I am, I mean, I was! But-but-but I got tired so I just took the train back to UA?", not very convincing, but try to make up for that colossal mistake while you're leg is being pushed back until you're folded in two and your brain

is trying to decide if it despises or loves its current situation.

"Are you sure you are okay, honey?"

The smirk in Kacchan's face promises terrible things.

"Y-yes, mom, very o-okay", Izuku wriggles in this new hold, bare ass brushing against the other's hard erection,

and weakly mouths a silent 'fuck you' as Kacchan sneers and kiss his chin, biting his pout before reciprocating by whispering low, so low and raspy and sultry in his ear a "No, /I/ am going to fuck /you/ right now, stupid Deku".

((tbc)).