tw: noncon | choking
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Every time he tightened his grip, Kacchan swelled even bigger inside him. Face flushed a deep scarlet, his dazed and hazy red eyes rolled up in his head, rasping moans muffled by Deku's hand clamped over his mouth, Kacchan was still struggling a little.

Small motions - tugging on the tie that Deku had used to bind his wrists, weakly kicking his legs out in an attempt to knock him off, every so often jerking out of his stupor to glare up at Deku in a way that only made him want to mess him up even more. A far cry from the harsh

fight he'd been putting up earlier. Deku had nearly taken an explosion directly to the face before he had been able to get his hands around Kacchan's neck and squeeze. That was more than enough to bring Kacchan down, panting, gasping, visibly and incredibly hard.
Discovering

Kacchan's thing with choking had been purely an accident. During training a couple days ago, he had grabbed his neck by mistake and clamped down. Izuku shuddered at the memory of the loud moan Kacchan let out, how his muscular body shook and trembled - how this aggressive

loud mouth had been reduced to goo in his hands with one simple squeeze. Kacchan had been quickly to react, of course, shoving him off and storming away, his face still red and a prominent bulge between his legs.
Deku did try to forget about it. He did - he tried very hard to

forget but every time he closed his eyes, he could see that beautifully flushed face hovering over his scarred hand, begging him to squeeze even harder. Didn't help that he was masturbating several times a day to the memory of pinning Kacchan down like that.
He hadn't been

planning on actually doing anything by this sudden, bizarre desire but a sudden encounter with Kacchan in the otherwise empty locker room had lead to...well, this current predicament. Kacchan had grabbed him to threaten him with some kind of violence and Deku, in return, had

moved on an instinct, taking advantage of Kacchan's attention being elsewhere to wrap one hand around his neck. Just like before - when he clamped down, Kacchan nearly went to his knees. This time, Deku didn't give him the time to push away. Easily tripping him up, he knocked

Kacchan to the ground, dropping down to straddle his hips.
'Bastard-!' Kacchan had coughed out, weakly clawing at Deku's hand, 'G-Get off-!'
He knew that was the wisest thing to do. Taking this any further was just going to land him in the exact kind of trouble he didn't want

but his body refused to listen to him. His other hand was moving down to Kacchan's pants before he could think about what he was doing. A strangled yelp rippled out of Kacchan's snarling mouth when he unzipped and pulled open the folds of his jeans, pushing a hand inside to slip

out his already sopping wet, throbbing cock. The color in Kacchan's face deepened further, his eyes narrowing with rage. He nearly succeeded in shoving Deku off but in that position, Deku had the upper hand. All he had to do was tighten his hold even further - his own cock

twitching with near deranged excitement as Kacchan's expression morphed into one of naked, open want - and use the few seconds that Kacchan was overwhelmed by the sensation of being choked to rip off his tie and bind his hands. It was a restraint that Kacchan could've easily

broken free from if he wanted but before he had the chance, Deku yanked his own pants down far enough to expose his ass. Panting heavily, sweat rolling down his face, knowing that he should stop, knowing that he shouldn't do this but far past the point of being able to care, Deku

kept one hand tightly wrapped around Kacchan's throat as he lifted his hips up, reaching back with his other hand to wrap it around the base of Kacchan's twitching cock. He...he was a lot bigger than Deku expected, which did make him a little nervous but the frantic, howling want

boiling in the pit of his belly wasn't going to be deterred by something like that. Kacchan moaned loudly, his hips bucking upwards as Deku gave his cock a gentle pump. A heated haze was starting to cloud his vision. The color in his face was deepening by the second. Panting

raggedly, Deku lead the tip of his cock to his entrance. The sensation of them pressing, skin to skin, managed to wrench Kacchan enough out of his stupor for him to choke out a snarl, 'Deku, sto-!'
Deku clamped a hand over Kacchan's mouth to cut off the rest of his cry.

Clenching his teeth together, his head spinning with a feverish heat, underwear soaked already with precum, he slammed his hips down, forcing in every last inch of Kacchan's cock. An immensely powerful ripple of pleasure rolled through him. He might've cum if it hadn't been

accompanied by the faintest itch of pain. Kacchan...big-! He was so big-! He was stretching him wide open-! This...this was what it felt like to be stuffed completely full...Drool leaked out of the corner of Deku's open, panting mouth. Good...good...Kacchan's cock felt so good

inside him...he loved...he loved Kacchan's cock already...more...he wanted even more-! He wanted Kacchan to hammer into him until his ass couldn't forget this shape! Dragging in ragged breaths, vibrant heat and pleasure pulsing out from where he was impaled on Kacchan's cock,

Deku's gaze dropped down to Kacchan's face. A fresh thrum of tingling heat coursed through him. S...S...sexy...Looks like he wasn't the only one who was feeling good. Giggling in delight that he was able to make Kacchan feel this amazing, Deku began to rapidly buck his hips.

He was clumsily and not very skilled - this was his first time so it wasn't like anyone would expect differently - but the moment he started moving, Kacchan began to moan. After a few jerky raises and falls, Kacchan started to move his hips, bucking up to meet his motion. Just

moving himself felt incredible but Kacchan pushing his cock even deeper inside him, rotating and rolling his hips to grind his thick, fat length against the spasming interior of his ass...the sensation was beyond anything he could've imagined. Deku kept his gaze trained on

Kacchan's face, burning the progression of his expression softening and loosening from conflicted pleasure to fully submitting to the pressure of Deku's hand, the heat of his insides, the weight of his body on top of him. Once he got to that point, making him cum was blissfully

easy. All Deku had to do was slam down all the way, sheathing Kacchan's cock inside him and tensed up around him. At the same time, he carefully crushed Kacchan's throat and covered both his mouth and nose with his hand. With a violent shudder, his hips arching up off the floor,

Kacchan came with a rasping wail. Wet, sticky heat flooded into him. Grinning dizzily, Izuku bucked and rolled his hips, moaning and mewing as that dense heat coated his insides. His tongue hung out of his mouth. Drool leaked down his jaw. Good-! Good-! Kacchan cumming inside him

felt so good-! He couldn't-! He couldn't hang on-! Throwing his head back, Deku followed Kacchan's example, cumming with a reedy scream, spraying the inside of his underwear with jizz.
But that...it wasn't enough. He wanted more...that was okay, right? Kacchan...he didn't want

to stop either, did he? Deku removed his hand from Kacchan's mouth. His skin was drenched in saliva. A wild thrum of heat radiated through him at the reveal of Kacchan's sloppy mouth. Deku couldn't resist. Swallowing hard, he leaned down to press his lips to Kacchan's in a

clumsily kiss. To his delight, and relief, Kacchan weakly returned the kiss, his lips moving sluggishly. Giggling, Deku straightened back up, dragging his tongue over his bottom lip.
'I can keep going, right, Kacchan?' He brushed the pad of his thumb of Kacchan's lips, 'You want

more, don't you, Kacchan?'
'Sh-Shut up-' Kacchan gasped, his voice a creaking rasp. 'I'll kill you...'
Deku giggled again. He covered Kacchan's mouth again, leaning back down to kiss his cheek, 'I'll make you feel even better, Kacchan. Leave it to me!'
Hazy, dazed red eyes

glared weakly at him for just a moment then, with one more squeeze of his scarred hand, Kacchan exhaled sharply then what little resistance remained in that gaze vanished. Grinning widely, Izuku removed his hand for long enough to kiss Kacchan again. It wasn't that verbal 'yes'

he didn't know until now just how badly he wanted but the way Kacchan was looking at him was more than enough for him...for right then, anyway. Next time they did this, he was gonna get a real 'yes' outta Kacchan!

actually turned into noncon to dubcon but i never know how these things are gonna go so -shrugs-

that's the end, friends