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KINKTOBER DAY 8: Teasingcw: age difference
Bkdk AU where Katsuki is a wealthy, attractive business man in his mid-thirties and Izuku is a 19 yo student working as a stripper at one of Katsuki's clubs. Katsuki doesn't make a habit of visiting his clubs, but that changes when+
he first lays eyes on Izuku. It's during an inspection where he has to sit on interviews and see if the managers are following protocol in hiring. It's boring so far, but all within guidelines, so Katsuki isn't particularly fussed. And then a timid, /small/ green-haired man +
enters the interview room, and Katsuki is /invested/. Before the man even greets his interviewers, he notices Katsuki, and his eyes widen. Katsuki knows he's recognisable: he's all over TV. It's been annoying when other candidates have noticed him, but Katsuki feels pleasure +
knowing that the young man knows who he is.
The wannabe stripper- Izuku, his name is, Midoriya Izuku- is awful at being interviewed, stuttering and blushing his way through all the questions. But Katsuki notices that he gives a perfect answer for every question, and if it +
The wannabe stripper- Izuku, his name is, Midoriya Izuku- is awful at being interviewed, stuttering and blushing his way through all the questions. But Katsuki notices that he gives a perfect answer for every question, and if it +
wasn't for his blushing demeanour, he'd be the best candidate. It doesn't matter either way: Katsuki's sold.
"Well, Midoriya, you gave some very well prepared answers, but as you know, this is a strip club. Someone who can't respond to a question without getting flustered is not+
"Well, Midoriya, you gave some very well prepared answers, but as you know, this is a strip club. Someone who can't respond to a question without getting flustered is not+
the sort of worker we're looking for."
"B-But you haven't even seen my perfo-"
"Your performance?" the interviewer finishes. "No, that won't be necessary. As brilliant as your performance might be, we need strong individuals who can assert themselves against the shadier types. +
"B-But you haven't even seen my perfo-"
"Your performance?" the interviewer finishes. "No, that won't be necessary. As brilliant as your performance might be, we need strong individuals who can assert themselves against the shadier types. +
As a stripper, you may end up in some unpleasant situations, and you need to be able to handle them. We're sorry, but you're just not ideal."
"I-I can handle them!" Izuku insists. Katsuki likes him even more. "I-I've dealt with them before. I promise!"
"Again, we apologise, but +
"I-I can handle them!" Izuku insists. Katsuki likes him even more. "I-I've dealt with them before. I promise!"
"Again, we apologise, but +
we will not be-"
"Hire him." Everyone's eyes flit to Katsuki's. "Give Deku a chance to prove himself."
(He's quite proud of the twist he put on the young man's name, the way it distances himself from the interviewee.)
"But, sir-" the manager tries to reason, but Katsuki's having+
"Hire him." Everyone's eyes flit to Katsuki's. "Give Deku a chance to prove himself."
(He's quite proud of the twist he put on the young man's name, the way it distances himself from the interviewee.)
"But, sir-" the manager tries to reason, but Katsuki's having+
none of it.
"That's an /order/."
"Thank you so much, sir," Deku exclaims breathlessly. Katsuki scoffs.
"Thank me once you show me what you're made of, /Deku/."
And from that moment onward, it's a downward spiral. Hiring Deku is the best and worst decision of Katsuki's life, he +
"That's an /order/."
"Thank you so much, sir," Deku exclaims breathlessly. Katsuki scoffs.
"Thank me once you show me what you're made of, /Deku/."
And from that moment onward, it's a downward spiral. Hiring Deku is the best and worst decision of Katsuki's life, he +
thinks. It's been a month and a half, and Katsuki is addicted. He goes to see Deku every time he's there, and it's the talk of the club that the newcomer has attracted the big boss. And fuck, was he right about Deku (who, by the way, has taken 'Deku' up as his stripper name). +
He's a natural-born stripper, exuding endless confidence and allure when he's on stage. He's a favourite of many regulars, and the managers are delighted with him. They thank Katsuki every time he comes for opening their eyes to such a talent.
Oh, and another thing about Deku: +
Oh, and another thing about Deku: +
He's a fucking /tease/.
Katsuki cares about the rights of his workers, so he has /very/ strict rules on interacting with strippers. Customers are only allowed to send a certain number of drinks a night, customers only get to book one slot every other night for private rooms, +
Katsuki cares about the rights of his workers, so he has /very/ strict rules on interacting with strippers. Customers are only allowed to send a certain number of drinks a night, customers only get to book one slot every other night for private rooms, +
which the workers are fully allowed to refuse, etc.
The biggest rule is /no touching/. Even during a lap dance, if the customer puts so much as a single finger on the worker, they're banned. And Katsuki can't disrespect his own damn rules, can he? He's already thrown countless +
The biggest rule is /no touching/. Even during a lap dance, if the customer puts so much as a single finger on the worker, they're banned. And Katsuki can't disrespect his own damn rules, can he? He's already thrown countless +
bastards out for breaking the rules around Deku (and whilst he's at the club, his personal bodyguard Kirishima takes up the role of Deku's personal bodyguard), so he's trapped. And Deku /fully well knows that/, the little bitch. Whenever he's on stage, twerking that luscious ass+
or sensually brushing his hands over his nipples or down his thighs, whenever he's dropping down low or twirling and grinding against the pole in nothing more than a thong, his lustful gaze is fixed on Katsuki. He'll wink at Katsuki at least once before his performance is done, +
biting his lip as he stares unashamedly at Katsuki' tenting erection. When he saunters offstage, Katsuki comes to the second dilemma: one private session every other night. Does he go for a lap dance or a private dance? After the way Deku was shaking his ass against the pole +
tonight, Katsuki decides to go for a lap dance this time. And fuck, it's torturous pleasure.
"Hi, Kacchan," Deku purrs as he approaches Katsuki, wide, fuckable hips swaying from side to side. "How do you want it tonight, hmm?"
"Turn around, Deku, I wanna see that ass," Katsuki +
"Hi, Kacchan," Deku purrs as he approaches Katsuki, wide, fuckable hips swaying from side to side. "How do you want it tonight, hmm?"
"Turn around, Deku, I wanna see that ass," Katsuki +
says easily.
"Yes, /sir/," Deku says, because he /knows/ that turns Katsuki on. Fuck, he's so young, Katsuki almost feels a pervert just watching him. But he's so /beautiful/ too, and he looks downright gorgeous in tonight's attire: he starts rolling his hips and moving his ass+
"Yes, /sir/," Deku says, because he /knows/ that turns Katsuki on. Fuck, he's so young, Katsuki almost feels a pervert just watching him. But he's so /beautiful/ too, and he looks downright gorgeous in tonight's attire: he starts rolling his hips and moving his ass+
in tiny, sparkly booty shorts, his top half covered only by a mesh shirt (does it really count as /covering/ when it's see-through?). Katsuki wants to reach out, wants to smack that ass and watch it jiggle as Deku cries out but he can't, and the very knowledge pisses him off. +
Deku spreads his legs and shakes his ass teasingly before pushing back and sitting that fat ass of his directly on top of Katsuki's crotch. Fuck, but Katsuki loves the weight, loves the way it spills over his lap, loves how /big/ and juicy it is on the small, young man. Deku +
arches back, hands stretching behind him so that he can link his hands behind Katsuki's neck and meet his gaze as he grinds against Katsuki's erection. Katsuki groans and leans forward, the most he can do without physically touching Deku. The little fucker giggles at that and +
begins to twerk and shake his ass against Katsuki's clothed dick, panting sluttily just to rile Katsuki up further as his ass bounces against him. Katsuki has to clench his hands into fists to stop himself from grabbing those plush hips and grinding back up into Deku's big, +
half-naked ass. How the hell does he manage to be so fucking /sinful/!? Katsuki really feels like a pervert now, getting off to the barely legal teenager grinding and dancing against him. It takes all of his will not /cum/ whilst Deku gives him the best lap dance of his life, +
and when the three minutes ends, he's half relieved, half disappointed. Deku gets up daintily, biting his lip in faux innocence as he blinks at Katsuki.
"How did I do, Kacchan?" he says coyly. Katsuki reaches for his wallet, pausing for a second before thinking, fuck it, Deku +
"How did I do, Kacchan?" he says coyly. Katsuki reaches for his wallet, pausing for a second before thinking, fuck it, Deku +
deserves it. When Deku counts through the money, his eyes widen, façade dropping.
"Sir, this is-!" he stutters.
"Take it," Katsuki insists. "I wanna give it to you. You're talented as fuck, you know that?"
"T-Thank you," Deku says sincerely. "How can I ever repay you?" +
"Sir, this is-!" he stutters.
"Take it," Katsuki insists. "I wanna give it to you. You're talented as fuck, you know that?"
"T-Thank you," Deku says sincerely. "How can I ever repay you?" +
(as much as I hate the tweet limit, you should thank it: it's protecting you from something to come... 
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Maybe it's because of Deku's sincerity, or because Katsuki is a fool from the drinking, or because he's pent up, but some shitty force compels him to say:
"Well, I'd never say no to dinner, Deku. My treat, of course."
The way Deku's expression falls is petrifying. Something akin+
"Well, I'd never say no to dinner, Deku. My treat, of course."
The way Deku's expression falls is petrifying. Something akin+
to pity fills his eyes as he whispers: "I-I'm sorry, sir, I have a boyfriend."
Katsuki tries and fails to swallow the lump in his throat. Right. Because he's a crusty man in his mid-thirties and Deku is a young, /beautiful/ angel. Why the hell did he think that Deku was in it +
Katsuki tries and fails to swallow the lump in his throat. Right. Because he's a crusty man in his mid-thirties and Deku is a young, /beautiful/ angel. Why the hell did he think that Deku was in it +
for anything other than the money? He's an idiot. He's more of an idiot for saying:
"It was a joke, Deku. I'm only here for your body."
"Of course, sir," Deku responds. His voice is detached, and it's unfair that it fills Katsuki with guilt. /He's/ the one using Katsuki, why is+
"It was a joke, Deku. I'm only here for your body."
"Of course, sir," Deku responds. His voice is detached, and it's unfair that it fills Katsuki with guilt. /He's/ the one using Katsuki, why is+
it any different when he does the same?
The unpleasant night marks an end to Katsuki's brief fling with the stripclub. He throws himself into work, vowing never to come back as long as he can. Getting emotionally attached to a stripper!? What the fuck was he thinking!? He tells +
The unpleasant night marks an end to Katsuki's brief fling with the stripclub. He throws himself into work, vowing never to come back as long as he can. Getting emotionally attached to a stripper!? What the fuck was he thinking!? He tells +
himself he's over it now, that he's so much better off without a stupid twink teasing him, because /fuck/, Deku teased him relentlessly and, he knows now, remorselessly. But he can't get that easy smile out of his mind, those sparkling eyes, that bright laugh. He thought he'd +
miss the physical aspect of it more, because Deku has an ass like no other, a figure to kill for, but Katsuki finds himself sighing over the littlest things. But fuck it. He's made his decision.
Seems like the universe isn't done fucking with him, though, because a month later,+
Seems like the universe isn't done fucking with him, though, because a month later,+
Katsuki gets a desperate call from the managers of the very same club, begging him to help them stop Deku from quitting. Katsuki's heart sinks. He knows he should stay away, give him a pay raise and leave it at that, but he needs to know /why/. What if it's all Katsuki's fault? +
((cw: mentions of abuse))
So that's how he ends up slamming Deku's dressing room door open as the green-haired twink throws all his things in a box. When he looks up to meet Katsuki's eyes, his expression twists.
"What are you doing here, /sir/?" he asks, throwing the end on +
So that's how he ends up slamming Deku's dressing room door open as the green-haired twink throws all his things in a box. When he looks up to meet Katsuki's eyes, his expression twists.
"What are you doing here, /sir/?" he asks, throwing the end on +
mockingly.
"I own these fucking clubs," Katsuki huffs. "Or did you forget? I'll be the one asking questions. Why the hell are you trying to quit?"
"I was here for the money-"
"You're damn right you were," Katsuki mutters despite himself, and Deku actually /glares/ at him. It's +
"I own these fucking clubs," Katsuki huffs. "Or did you forget? I'll be the one asking questions. Why the hell are you trying to quit?"
"I was here for the money-"
"You're damn right you were," Katsuki mutters despite himself, and Deku actually /glares/ at him. It's +
both hot as hell and scary as hell.
"I was here for the money," Deku repeats through gritted teeth, eyes fixed on the box he puts more things into, "and now I have all the money I need. I'll find a less intense job for a lower pay rate."
"All the money you need for /what/?" +
"I was here for the money," Deku repeats through gritted teeth, eyes fixed on the box he puts more things into, "and now I have all the money I need. I'll find a less intense job for a lower pay rate."
"All the money you need for /what/?" +
Katsuki asks, eyes narrowing. Deku laughs, a harsh sound unlike his usual giggles.
"Do you really want to know?" he throws back. "After all, you were only here for my body, what do you care about /me/?"
"I care about everyone who works here," Katsuki says levelly. Deku rolls his+
"Do you really want to know?" he throws back. "After all, you were only here for my body, what do you care about /me/?"
"I care about everyone who works here," Katsuki says levelly. Deku rolls his+
eyes.
"Sure you do. Whatever, I don't care what you think of me, so I might as well say it," Deku sighs, finally meeting Katsuki's eyes again. "I was in an abusive relationship. With my ex. I needed funds to leave, and this was the easiest way to escape. I used to sneak out in +
"Sure you do. Whatever, I don't care what you think of me, so I might as well say it," Deku sighs, finally meeting Katsuki's eyes again. "I was in an abusive relationship. With my ex. I needed funds to leave, and this was the easiest way to escape. I used to sneak out in +
the evenings, whilst he was with clients, take a train over to this city with emergency funds, and work my ass off. And now I'm as free as I'll ever be. I don't need this job anymore."
"You mean..." Katsuki says, half at a loss for words. "That boyfriend you mentioned..." +
"You mean..." Katsuki says, half at a loss for words. "That boyfriend you mentioned..." +
"Yeah," Deku says. "It was an excuse, because I couldn't afford to get involved with someone here, no matter how much I wanted to. Looks like I dodged a bullet either way."
The words ring in Katsuki's ears. /No matter how much I wanted to./
"You... wanted to date me?" Katsuki +
The words ring in Katsuki's ears. /No matter how much I wanted to./
"You... wanted to date me?" Katsuki +
breathes. "But I'm more than a decade older than you."
"Does that make you any less attractive?" Deku pouts. "Does that stop my stupid heart from falling? No, it doesn't. Not that it matters anyway. You showed your true colours pretty quickly."
"Fuck," Katsuki chokes. "Deku... +
"Does that make you any less attractive?" Deku pouts. "Does that stop my stupid heart from falling? No, it doesn't. Not that it matters anyway. You showed your true colours pretty quickly."
"Fuck," Katsuki chokes. "Deku... +
I didn't mean it. I swear to fuck I didn't mean it."
"If I had a dollar for every single time I've heard that bullshit, I wouldn't have applied here at all," Deku scowls.
"Let me make it up to you, please," Katsuki begs, stepping forward. Deku instinctively moves back, and +
"If I had a dollar for every single time I've heard that bullshit, I wouldn't have applied here at all," Deku scowls.
"Let me make it up to you, please," Katsuki begs, stepping forward. Deku instinctively moves back, and +
Katsuki's heart breaks all over again.
"What, with sex?" Deku mocks. "Gonna fuck me so hard I forget you were a dickhead?"
Katsuki startles at the language, but takes a deep breath, and says:
"No. No sex at all. I mean it. I'll take you out, treat you the way you deserve to be +
"What, with sex?" Deku mocks. "Gonna fuck me so hard I forget you were a dickhead?"
Katsuki startles at the language, but takes a deep breath, and says:
"No. No sex at all. I mean it. I'll take you out, treat you the way you deserve to be +
treated, with no touching. Nothing that /you/ don't want. I promise. I fucking know how this looks, crawling to you just because you're single, so soon after you got after something suffocating. I know you're gonna say no. But just once... Izuku, I'm begging you. I've missed you+
so damn much, and that isn't bullshit. It's true. I swear to you it's true."
"I don't believe you," Deku says simply, before pausing. "But... God, fine. Once. Only one chance. And at the first sign of things going south, I'm going to leave and you'll never see me again." +
"I don't believe you," Deku says simply, before pausing. "But... God, fine. Once. Only one chance. And at the first sign of things going south, I'm going to leave and you'll never see me again." +
"Okay, that's fine, that's perfect," Katsuki says quickly, hardly believing his luck. He eyes the box. "Are you...?"
Izuku purses his lips, before tipping the box sideways.
"No, not yet. This better be worth it, Kacchan."
And just hearing that nickname again has Katsuki certain +
Izuku purses his lips, before tipping the box sideways.
"No, not yet. This better be worth it, Kacchan."
And just hearing that nickname again has Katsuki certain +
that it will be.
***
It's been another month, and Katsuki is the happiest he's ever been. One dinner turned into another, and then another, and then another. And then, on a day where they'd gone to Deku's home city and had run into the ex, Deku had called him his /boyfriend/. +
***
It's been another month, and Katsuki is the happiest he's ever been. One dinner turned into another, and then another, and then another. And then, on a day where they'd gone to Deku's home city and had run into the ex, Deku had called him his /boyfriend/. +
Katsuki had done everything in his power to show Deku just how good of a boyfriend he was by making sure the ex would never bother them again. The whole 'boyfriend' thing stuck, and by now, Katsuki has introduced his lover to pretty much all of his friends. What were initially +
responses have melted into pure adoration for Deku.
Yeah, he's the happiest he's ever been.
He's also the most sexually frustrated he's ever been.
Deku still hasn't lifted the whole 'no touching' thing in terms of sex (they cuddle and hug and hold hands all the time), but at+
Yeah, he's the happiest he's ever been.
He's also the most sexually frustrated he's ever been.
Deku still hasn't lifted the whole 'no touching' thing in terms of sex (they cuddle and hug and hold hands all the time), but at+
the same time, he's reverted to the Deku Katsuki's always known: the /tease/. Katsuki's had multiple lap dances from his tiny boyfriend, the only difference being that he'll grind against him until he cums, and then make a show of fingering himself until he cums too. Katsuki's +
always allowed to watch, but he's never allowed to /touch/, and it's driving him crazy.
So when, one night, they're cuddling and kissing in bed, and Deku says softly, "Kacchan… You can touch me, if you want to. You can /fuck/ me, I prepped myself", Katsuki fucking /pounces/. +
So when, one night, they're cuddling and kissing in bed, and Deku says softly, "Kacchan… You can touch me, if you want to. You can /fuck/ me, I prepped myself", Katsuki fucking /pounces/. +
(the tweet limit demands I explain the angst, so all I'm saying is that I wanted to take the 'tease' prompt further than the kink level, even though it is kinktober… Well, I hope y'all enjoy the pure, filthy smut to come)
