Med Student!Iz x bk for @aziciel. NSFW. Mutual pining.
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"Bakugou Katsuki, do I have the deal for you!" Ochako called as she burst her way into the break room of the coffee shop Katsuki was resting in. Katsuki startled and nearly dropped his piping hot coffee as he spun on her.

Ochako's face was bright and just the right amount of smug. Her breathing was heavy and her cheeks kind of red, though, as if she had run all the way there. "I have a deal for you! But you gotta choose quick if you want to take it! Time's running out!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Katsuki demanded as he put his coffee on the table and stood to get height advantage on her, crossing his arms. She pointed at him.
"I want to make a bet with you. And if I win then you owe me two months of coffee and sweets."

Katsuki raised a brow. "What do I get if I win?"
"Trust me when I say you want me to win. Because if I win, then you win. And if I lose, then..." she looked almost exasperated at the thought, "then you're a lot less of a man than I expect out of you."
"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT-"

"Right now-" she cut off his rage as she held a hand up to shut him up, "Izuku-kun is studying hard for a big test. It's anatomy and Izuku-kun's always been really bad at it. Specifically the muscles and such. He could use any help he could get."
Katsuki fell silent, listening.

She raised her eyebrows pointedly.
Katsuki gave her a look. "So? I'm not exactly great a anatomy either! I work in a fucking coffee shop!"
She sighed in annoyance. "You're doing sports medicine!"
"I haven't taken that many anatomy classes!"
"You're a genius, Katsuki-kun!"

He saw her point. If he devoted himself to a bit of studying then he could easily learn it enough to teach Izuku. He could just imagine how grateful the nerd would be if Ochako was coming to him with this bet. He'd probably look cute all flustered. Yeah, he could do that.

"What do I gotta do? Just help him pass his exam?" Katsuki asked. "How do I get anything good out of it?" Other than spending time with Izuku.
Ochako shook her head, disappointed. "Katsuki-kun, you're thinking too shallowly. Let me explain." She glanced around.

Once assured they were alone she motioned him closer and said in a low voice, "Offer your /body/ to study with."
Images of that exact situation flashed through Katsuki's eyes. He would probably be naked. There was no way in hell he wouldn't get hard. Izuku would get flustered.

"He'd never fall for that." Katsuki told her seriously, completely on board with the plan. Ochako smiled as she recognized she had hooked him. "He's not that dumb."
"He's not dumb, but he /is/ desperate. As we speak he's trying to build a model because he needs to touch to learn.

"You're joking."
"I am very serious about sweets, Katsuki-kun."
Katsuki stood up straight and considered it. Basically she was trying to help him get laid. If he played his cards right he could use this to his advantage. And Katsuki could take advantage of this.

It would be much more entertaining than studying, that was for sure. But would he just come off as some kind of pervert? It wasn't exactly normal for him to suggest this kind of thing. But then again Katsuki had been making a fool of himself in front of Izuku for too long.

The little glasses-wearing nerd came into the campus coffee shop one day and ruined Katsuki entire life. Toned body, legs that could probably crush Katsuki's head, an ass to die for, and the cutest baby-face on any guy he'd ever seen combined with a sweet personality in Izuku.

The boy had gotten flustered when Katsuki had given him a once-over, quietly impressed and more than a little interested in the new student. Izuku had ordered a disgusting drink that Katsuki had served him. Izuku had stuttered over his name and had called him Kacchan.

Katsuki was a fucking goner.
Day in and out Katsuki hoped to see Izuku and realized they'd had one class together. They didn't get to interact a ton, but it gave them a talking point. Then their combined love of All Might came up.

Katsuki was a tough guy, but he would talk nerdy to the nerd if it meant he got to talk to him longer than a few words in class or just taking him order at the coffee shop.
Naturally their two groups of friends found out. And discovered Katsuki's crush.

They were supportive in their annoying ways. They insisted that Izuku obviously liked Katsuki back, but Izuku hadn't tried anything. Katsuki knew the nerd had a backbone. He should've asked Katsuki out if he liked him. Katsuki could've done it himself...

But he hadn't yet found the right moment.
He supposed this would be his right moment. Because honestly? Getting a chance to get naked in front of Izuku was bound to show his interest. Especially if Izuku was going to be touching him.
Call him a pervert, but this was an chance.

"Alright." Katsuki finally agreed. "I'll take you up on your bet. You think he'll fall for it?" He held out his hand for the key to Izuku's dorm room because he knew she had it.
She was beaming as she handed it to him. "Izuku-kun is desperate enough to do anything.

He really needs this grade. And you can be a good... moral boost if you play your cards right. I'll finish your shift for you."
"Done." Katsuki tossed her his apron and hat. "If this goes sideways, I'm fucking spitting in all of your coffee for getting my hopes up!"

"If this goes sideways it's your own fault!" She called back to him. "I can't help it if you're not smooth! Good luck! And treat Izuku-kun well!" She waved him off as Katsuki hurried back to his room to change into something a little nicer than work clothes.

A little punkish, but with luck he wouldn't be wearing it for very long when he got there. He made sure to pocket a couple condoms and a small tube of lube too just in case. Gotta be prepared. He was headed into unknown territory. Time to claim his nerd.

(TBC tomorrow. I have an early day tomorrow.

Vote on which POV you think it should be in for the fun part!

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For the past three days Izuku had been doing nothing but studying and he still felt like he would never be prepared for the exam that was coming up. His head was filled with hamstrings and deltoids and pectoralis major. It was exhausting and made it harder to sleep.

The worst part were that there were SO. MANY. PARTS. Izuku had a difficulty putting the images together in his head. He knew what the words meant, but to put them together were another story. What connected to what? How did that make up a human chest? ARGH it was SO CONFUSING!

He was desperate and sleep-deprived enough and stressed out enough that he had gone out and borrowed play-doh from his friend and was crying as he molded a misshapened human. By the time a knock had come to his dorm room, he had collapsed on the ground in a puddle of distraught.

He called for the person to come in not even bothering to look up. Maybe it was Ochako who had stopped responding to his increasingly-frantic text messages a little while ago. She had abandoned him to his fate because she knew nothing about anatomy. Izuku wanted to scream.

"Jesus fucking Christ, this is worse than I heard." A family rough voice said instead. Izuku sat up so swiftly his head spun. In front of him was the barista who worked at the campus coffee shop and currently the star of Izuku's dreams and hopeless crush.

Bakugou Katsuki looked incredible. Tight black jeans, loose tank with an unbuttoned plaid shirt on top. His boots were being taken off along with his beanie as he gazed down at the mess of Izuku's floor.

If his body didn't already feel like a sting being pulled tight by the sheer amount of stress he was feeling Izuku was sure he would've melted into a puddle on the spot. Katsuki was very unfairly handsome. To see him out of uniform was always a blessing. This was a lot to handle.

So much so that it took him half a second to realize that Bakugou Katsuki was in his fucking /room/. "K-Kacchan! What are you doing here?!"
"I was sent here by your chubby cheeks friend to cheer you up. But you're in a worse state than I expected." Katsuki made a face.

"What the fuck is that yellow shit on your face?"
Izuku hiccuped once and tried to regain control over his tears. He sniffled. "Play-Doh."
"Oh my god."
The dam burst instantly. "I CAN'T DO IT! THE PLAY-DOH KEEPS BLENDING AND I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH COLORS FOR EACH MUSCLE GROUP!"

"Holy shit."
"KACCHAAAAAAAN!" Izuku collapsed back onto the floor and straight into the mess of a human model. He knew it wasn't exactly sexy, but he couldn't bring himself to feel sexy like this. He was made even more upset because his crush was there.

"First of all, calm down! It's not that big of a deal!"
"I NEED this grade, Kacchan!" He sat up again. "If I don't get an A in this, I might not pass the class! I'm terrible at this and I don't have enough time and I slacked off too much!"
Katsuki looked like he had words for him

He held back though and sighed before asking, "You don't have a model or anything? This is the anatomy exam, right?"
Izuku nodded, wiping at his face. He peeled off some Play-Doh and rolled it between his fingers. "All the models have been borrowed."

Katsuki seemed to consider it. Then he said, "Alright, use me then."
"Huh?" Izuku gave him a confused look.
Katsuki was looking at the mess on the floor, though, eyebrows scrunched. "Use me as a model. If it'll help you out, I got time to kill." He shrugged nonchalantly.

Izuku only stared at him. Then his eyes fell on Katsuki's chest. "You, um, we can't with... Your clothes..." Under normal situation Izuku would be both flying and dying at the thought of Katsuki naked in his room. Hell, he had dreamt it many times before. Wished for it.

But at the moment his brain was so fried he could only think about how his clothes were just in the way and that he couldn't even begin to properly mark some of his chest muscles with them in the way.
"My clothes?" Katsuki asked. "Need them off?"
"What? Yes." Izuku said.

"Alright."
"Wait, HUH?" He shook his head quickly to clear it. WAIT. HARD STOP. His crush was currently undressing. Right now. In his room. Should he stop him- oh god, his underwear was hot. It clung to him in all the right ways. Oh shit how could he do this?

It was too late. Within moments Katsuki was stripped bare before him. Izuku's hands flew to his eyes to cover them. "Wh-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
"HAH? You said you need my clothes off!"
"What about shame?" Izuku begged as he resisted looking.

"We're both dudes and you have the same junk I do. 'Sides, you're trying to be a doctor. You need to get used to this." Katsuki said it in a scolding tone, but he stood a little stiffly like he was uncomfortable too. When Izuku lowered his hands he tried to be serious.

Katsuki was a fit man. He kept himself in shape and it honestly made things easier for Izuku. He was gorgeous. His mouth watered before he swallowed it down. Maybe he had fallen asleep and was dreaming.
'Don't look at his dick Don't look at his dick don't look at his dick.'

"I-If you're sure then... Can I draw on you?"
"Go for it." Katsuki said. "Just make sure it's washable stuff."
"I will!" Izuku grabbed one of his washable markers. Okay, be professional. Katsuki was attractive, but he was just a model. He was a friend trying to help.

Who was Izuku kidding? He had been lost for Katsuki since day one when he had met him at the campus coffee shop. He was precisely his type - a little rough, a little nerdy, kind of a tsundere, and attractive as anything. He was doomed from the start.

He had been trying to figure out if he could ask Katsuki out on a date. Maybe for something not coffee. Probably a movie. Or a hike. Katsuki liked hikes, according to his friends. Izuku could get behind that. But every time he had lost the nerve or the timing wasn't right.

Now here the man of his dreams was standing, completely naked, while Izuku was drawing on him and labeling his muscles. His natural scent was strong, but Izuku could smell his deodorant too when he lifted his arms. He would tense where ticklish.

Katsuki's breath hitched more than once when Izuku got in close to write small on him, his face near Katsuki's neck and feeling him swallow thickly. Izuku's own heart was racing in his chest. He was frankly surprised at how much he was remembering off of the top of his head.

They were silent for a long while. The only sounds were Izuku's words that he muttered under his breath and the soft skim of marker across skin. Izuku's fingers traced over Katsuki's defined muscles and marked them up. He tucked himself close and lost himself to his work.

Then Izuku fell to his knees and spread Katsuki's legs. That was when he realized Katsuki was half-hard. His cock was close to brushing his cheek. He was trimmed and a lot less hairy than Izuku had expected. It had caught Izuku by surprise with his arm between Katsuki's legs.

He glanced up at Katsuki and saw the man's cheeks and chest were turning pink. His eyes darted to Izuku and away as if embarrassed. Or restraining himself. Izuku flushed as well realizing just what his position looked like. Forget the sartorius; his face was near Katsuki's cock.

"I-It's okay." Izuku attempted to reassure him with a smile. His doctor smile. "It's natural to get hard during something like this. Sorry about that." Katsuki grumbled something under his breath, then. He looked a little silly all drawn on as he was. "Huh?" Izuku asked.

"I said I don't just get hard over some cute guy being near my dick, okay?"
Izuku blinked and his sleep-slowed mind tried to parse if that was meant to be a compliment or not.
Katsuki continued when Izuku didn't speak, "I'm hard because it's you there, idiot."

"Because of... me?"
Katsuki rubbed at his eyes before he placed a hand on Izuku's head. His eyes were focused. "You look like you got your shit down. Why don't you take a break? Use a stress reliever?" His grin was positively wolfish. "I know something that could chill you out."

His hips twitched forward and Izuku's eyes fell on his cock. Even before his eyes it was beginning to grow. His mind clicked on again and realized Katsuki wasn't just flirting with him - he was coming onto him! Holy shit, he definitely fell asleep right?

No point in not following through. Izuku really needed to clear his head for a bit. And being so close to Katsuki had worked him up a bit too. It was like a snap of electricity cracking in him. If this dream Katsuki was gonna temp him, he would go for a taste.

He glanced up at Katsuki one last time, hesitating, before he took the man's cock in hand. Katsuki's eyes widened briefly, unseen by Izuku, before Izuku's tongue slid out to take the head into his mouth. Katsuki caught himself before he jerked and he let out a curse.

Izuku gripped the base as he took him as deep as he could go, experimenting with his girth and size. It wasn't the first time he'd given head, but it had been a little bit of time since he'd last done it. It meant that he took his time tasting and testing.

He wasn't the biggest fan of sucking cock, but he liked the sensation of Katsuki growing in his mouth to his full size. His hand slid around the man's powerful thigh, palm stroking as it curled to pull Katsuki's hips close. Katsuki let out a long, low groan.

His fingers gripped Izuku's hair but didn't yank. Izuku's eyes fell close as he focused, half in disbelief of the fact that he was sucking Katsuki off, when his mind's eye flashed with the images of muscles and labels. His mind told him the name of the muscles under his hand.

It reminded him of the ones that were nearby his fingers. The ones that Izuku kissed at when he sucked on Katsuki's balls. His eyes squeezed shut tighter, but he couldn't get it to stop. With a sigh he needed to pull back and relaxed onto his thighs, frowning.

"What's wrong?" Katsuki asked, looking a little concerned and blinking hazily at Izuku moving away.
"I'm sorry, Kacchan..." Izuku looked down. Katsuki's eyes flashed with alarm, mouth opening, when Izuku continued, "I just... I can't get the muscles out of my head!"

Katsuki paused, thrown off. "...Hah?"
Izuku pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes. "I can't enjoy this because I keep seeing you as just muscles! Like an anatomy model!" He cried sorrowfully.
Katsuki rolled his eyes and fell to his knees then. He pulled Izuku's hands away.

"Focus on me then, stupid. Give your overworked brain a rest." He kissed him then once. It was a short kiss. Katsuki pulled back to check his reaction. Izuku pulled him back in for a deeper and longer kiss. He wrapped his arms over his shoulders, mouth opening.

His mind still flashed with a couple muscle names in the head, but it was easier to ignore as Katsuki's hands found his face. One slid up his shirt. Together they wiggled it off of Izuku as Izuku's hands roamed over Katsuki's beautiful pecs.

He could feel himself hardening in his own pants. Though his brain was being stupid, he certainly liked Katsuki a lot and he really liked this dream as well. If all he needed to do was remember the way his hands felt on Katsuki's skin then he would be perfect at the test.

Katsuki let out a chuckle from where his lips were around Izuku's nipple. He grinned at him as he took the bud between his teeth. Izuku let out a squeak as he twisted the other nipple in his fingers. "You got marker on you from me."

"At least we know for sure it's washable." Izuku arched for Katsuki to have room to taste more. Katsuki jumped back up to catch his lips once more before they abandoned sitting on the floor to get onto the bed. But not before Katsuki grabbed a condom and lube from his pants.

Izuku blinked in surprise at the sight of those. He opened his mouth to ask about them, but got very distracted moments later as Katsuki's hand ducked straight into his loose shorts to stroke his cock. He moaned, head tipping to the side on his pillows.

He liked Katsuki taking control, his own body and mind so fizzled out from three days of lack of sleep that it just felt nice to enjoy. Usually in his dreams with Katsuki he liked to play a more active role, but Katsuki servicing him was lovely in its own right.

"Damn, you like to play around with yourself back here?" Katsuki asked, two fingers deep into Izuku. The man blinked, mouth lax and dizzied from his pleasure. He realized that Katsuki had gotten him naked at some point. Shit, he should focus more.
"Huh? Um, yeah."

"You ever think about me?" He asked, leaning forward to murmur the words into Izuku's ear. Izuku whimpered as he was stretched, fingers slowly thrusting into him and curling with clear intent as they searched with experienced movements. Izuku was putty in his hands.

"So much." He confessed with a sigh, pulling Katsuki into another kiss as he lifted his leg onto Katsuki's shoulder for the third finger entering him. Katsuki growled at that, low in his chest. "I dream of this a lot."
"You do?" Katsuki asked, surprised. Izuku hummed.

"I'll give you what I got, then." He assured him with one more kiss before he pulled away to put the condom on. Izuku could only watch him hungrily, grabbing his pillow to hold to his chest as he flipped over to present his ass to him. Katsuki grabbed his hips to line himself up.

He kissed the back of his neck and across his shoulders, cock head pressing to his entrance, before murmuring, "Been wantin' you too, Izuku. You're so fucking sexy, y'know that? Your ass is to die for."
Izuku buried his face into the pillow, face flushing at the compliments.

His mouth opened to respond, but all that escaped him was a cry as Katsuki pressed into him swiftly and steadily. Izuku's body molded to him quickly, warm and prepped and used to toys being in him. He eagerly sucked down Katsuki's cock deep into him.

His curse blended with Katsuki's as the man pulled back and thrust quickly back into him. He set a staccato, hard pace in the beginning as he clung to Izuku's hips. Izuku let out a soft sob, pressing back and changing the angle to suit his purposes.

The hot drag of Katsuki's cock in him felt amazing as Katsuki took him. His words were like fingers against his skin as he fucked into Izuku and muttered occasional praises. Izuku was a mess beneath him as he focused on reaching his orgasm.

He had needed this badly, he realized. Weeks of stress had culminated in three days of total hell. He was so tense, but Katsuki fucked that right out of him. He felt his mind finally going blissfully blank as he lost himself in the sweat and sounds of their sex.

"Gonna come." Katsuki warned at some point later. His hand wrapped around Izuku's chest and cock, pulling him flush against his body as his pace became quick and brutal. Izuku couldn't stop his noises as he yelled and came within moments before Katsuki finished inside of him.

The only thing keeping him up then was Katsuki as he went lax as the last bit of his cum was pulled from him. He turned his head and caught Katsuki's lips in a lazy kiss before he collapsed against his pillow. He barely noticed Katsuki pulling out of him and cleaning up.

Katsuki sighed and returned to the bed after he threw out the used condom to sit on the edge of it. His body was thrumming with success and pleasure. He ran his hand over his face and made a face at the black marker smeared across it. "Feel any better, Izuku?" He asked.

Izuku didn't respond. Katsuki glanced at him and saw that Izuku had completely passed out, breathing slowed and a faint smile on his face. His back was also streaked with black marker. His body was still flushed from their activities.

Katsuki decided to let it be as he yawned and fell into the small space between Izuku and his wall. It was cramped on the dorm bed, but it would just be a nap. He figured they could talk after Izuku got some sleep. He could use a break too, after all.

They ended up curled somewhat against each other later. Neither woke up until it was late and it was to the sound of Katsuki's phone ringing. A short talk later and a realization from Izuku that none of that had been a dream led to Katsuki coming to the conclusion he'd won.

Izuku was now his very tired and very stressed boyfriend. He owed Ochako free coffee and snacks for two months. And both Izuku and Katsuki ended up having sex a second time once Izuku was better rested.

Best yet, Izuku passed his exam with flying colors.

(End!

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