*opens laptop in front of you guys, gets comfortable*

So, Izuku is a pervert. A closet pervert. He got all these nasty shit in his mind and he's riddled with kinks.

But here's the thing, he's shy and is a huge nerd outside. So he got no friends and no one to go dirty with.

Now he got a bigger problem, he's kit happy with playing with himself anymore and wanted to get real action. He wanted some huge dick plowing him till he's nothing but a heap of blubbering flesh.

He wanted a sex so insane, he'd get scared to even think about sex again.

Or excited to have sex again.

Point is, he wanted a one nasty, sexy, mouth watering, brain mushing sex where the other guy doesn't only have a huge thick dick but he would be willing to just throw him all over the place and fuck him hard and real.

Now, he's a nerd. He's shy. He's always alone in university hiding behind books and his thick rimmed glasses.

He's pretty but he hasn't realize that yet. Izuku hasn't realize how damn beautiful he was. All he knew is no one would want to fuck him.

But you know what? No one is stopping him from getting the dicking he deserve so our main character got this brilliant idea.

And that idea?

Hire a fucking escort. Not just any escort but someone from eros . com.

And what the fuck is that?

It's apparently a premium.escort site. They're safe, efficient, and will get his fantasy come to reality.

Okay, this little shit could have just use tinder or some dating app and avoid paying for a good fuck but no.

Izuku wants his first fuck to be professionally done.

Professional meaning the guy knows what exactly he wants. He'll pay him. They sign an nda and go on separate way.

It's safer. At least he knew the guy won't take pictures of him and go spread his nasty shit all over unless he wanted to get sued.

Like he said, professional.

Anyway, this idiot proceed to do all the necessary shit and what not, the site offered an option in which he could pay the escort in front so if he doesn't like how he look or his attitude, he could just walk away but they did ask him what he's preference was.

So, Izuku thought he'd be spending a fortune here so he asked for nothing but the best.

He wants handsome! Sexy and a little rough! He wants someone that will look at him like he's about to eat after a lifetime of hunger.

Yeah, he likes that.

The site asked him if he wants a picture and he clicked on the button that says surprise me!

And the site said the date and time, the meeting place and the description of his escort.

Blond, tall, and sexy red eyes.

Izuku is buzzing with joy. Yah boy is gonna be fucked.

He can't hardly fucking wait.

So when the day came, he took a long bath, clean his every part, made sure not a hair is out of place. Shaved what needed to be shaved and wore a red sexy lacy underwear.

A little treat for the gardener who's gonna deflower him.

Yah, that's an awful ANALogy so moving on. Get it? Yeah, let's just proceed with Izuku's date.

Okay, our pretty baby boy arrived at the cafe with a printed contract on hand and a brown envelope of cash.

He briefly thought of backing out but he's a sad desperate horny boy.

So he looked around to find this blond, tall, and sexy red eyes.

His eyes landed on this man sitting alone with a melting ice coffee on his table.

And holy fuck, http://eros.com  you the bomb cause this man is just so fucking gorgeous.

Izuku wanted to cry on his knees

Mustering every confidence he has he sat down opposite to the guy, placing the contract and envelope on the table pushing it to the blond who just quirk his eyebrow.

This is going great. Izuku's bout to get fucked with this oh la la plus ultra hot blond with sexy red eyes.

But we kind of have a problem here.

Just a tiny bit problem. This guy is not from http://eros.com  and he ain't an escort cause this guy is Bakugou Katsuki.

And you know who Bakugou Katsuki is?

To know him we have to go back from the very beginning.

Just kidding, nah, imma tell you already.

Bakugou Katsuki is the boss of the biggest yakusa in japan. And yes! He's only 25 but that man can single handedly fight 25 people with a single knife and walk away without a single scratch.

Yes folks, heard that right. Izuku just fucking sat on a table with this underground emperor and mistaken him for an escort.

Katsuki secretly signed to his man to calm down and not kill Izuku.

The blond grabbed the contract and red it, an amused smirk on his lips.

Izuku hurriedly gave him a pen, face so fucking red that Katsuki thought he'd finally see a spontaneous human combustion in person.

"Okay," Katsuki grabbed the pen and signed the whole thing while his men are giving him what the fuck looks.

Our sweet, sweet, naive boy who's running on horny fuel, then gave Katsuki the envelope of money.

The blond look at the pathetic wads of cash. What the fuck was he supposed to do with those bills? Make them scratch papers.

Katsuki returned it to Izuku, "Keep it."

"No! This is in the agreement." Izuku insisted which Katsuku found extremely cute. Where have this guy been all his life?

Izuku, dear, i don't know how to tell you this but Bakugou Katsuki makes millions in a snap of his fingers.

But okay, you do you, sweetie.

"Nah, i'd fuck you even without the cash. You're too cute." The blond smirked, cheek leaning on his knuckles.

Izuku's soul left his body. (Mine too, but we don't talk about that).

One, the guy was so fucking hot. Like third degree sahara dessert hot.

Two, the guy has the audacity. Like the audacity to almost tell everyone what they're about to do.

Izuku nearly gave him a megaphone so the people at the back could hear him clearly.

Okay joking aside, Izuku's virgin ass can't take it.

You know who else couldn't take it? Katsuki's loyal men. Their boss showed interest on someone. Their boss called someone cute. And finally their boss is fucking this innocent greenette with his doe eyes and freckles.

"Please be quiet!" Izuku said redder.

Katsuki kept his eyes on the boy before him. This guy is too fucking cute. He wanted to keep him inside his pocket.

"Okay, let's get this on." Katsuki stood up, fixing his coat. Izuku stood up with him and explained him he had book a hotel already.

Katsuki nodded.

"Should we call a taxi?" Izuku turned to Katsuki.

"Nah, I brought my car," Katsuki answered while they walk to his car and Izuku eas nearly floored when the blond opened a fucking Bugatti.

Holy fuck, what do people in http://eros.com  get paid? Fucking gold bars?

No, Izuku. They're not paid in gold bars it just so happened that your thirsty ass sat on the wrong table and is now with this rich handsome yakusa boss.

Someone needs to tell him.

"Wow," Izuku nearly choked. "You must be rich."

"I'm okay," Katsuki answered while getting inside his /Bugatti/. And we all wish we are as okay as Katsuki but oh, well.

Izuku then took the passenger seat and stopped himself from melting into a fanboy mode.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention our boy is studying automotive design.

Izuku tried so hard to stop himself from going geek mode but there's only much he could do when you see and ride a dn Bugatti.

He began spewing terms and inspecting everything while Katsuki just listened, an amused smirk on his lips.

In his geeking out session, he didn't notice how he forgot to mention the hotel he booked but it's okay because for someone as cute as him, Katsuki would only fuck him in the best hotel in town.

And that's where they went.

They stopped on this expensive ass hotel.

Izuku nearly passed out telling the guy he already booked one but Katsuki didn't pay any attention to him. He just proceeded to walk to the hotel with every staff bowing to him.

The manager hurriedly met him and Katsuki asked for the presidential suite and Izuku died.

And no one is listening to our green bean while he stuttered his protest so the next thing he knew, they're inside this huge and luxurious room that Izuku wouldn't even dream on stepping on.

"Uhm," He called Katsuki as the door closed behind them. "I can't reall—,”

Before he could even finish what he was saying, the blond manhandled him, carrying him over his shoulder walking to the bedroom.

He then tossed Izuku on the huge bed, knocking the breath off his chest.

Okay, fuck if he can't pay this damn suite, he's now horny.

He's just gonna sell his soul tomorrow but for now, he wanted to focus on the guy climbing on top of him.

In one swift movement, he felt his lips against his. He was kissing him hungry, a little rough, and all too passionate.

It was so consuming Izuku needed go hold on tight on something or he'll just fucking lose it.

Their bodies grind against each other and Izuku moaned helplessly.

Oh shit.

OH SHIT.

it's so much better than being horny all alone.

Izuku could tell Katsuki is an expert on this field while he's a lost virgin who's already leaking precum just from them making out.

The blond was able to yank all his clothes away leaving him naked and barely covered by that sexy red lacy undewear.

"Fuck," Katsuki growled, licking his upper lips as his teeth bit the garter of his underwear pulling it down using his mouth. "What a fucking treat."

Izuku whimpered in embarrassment but then, he's also horny so yeah fuck it.

Okay, let's face it i can't write nsfw. Give me a month more. We are gonna go chop chop on this cause I got work later.

So what happened?

Let's just say all of Izuku's kink and fantasy were made into reality that night.

Katsuki fucked him hard and hungry.

He fucked him to oblivion. The blond got too excited when he found out that was his first time and so he gave out an all out performance.

He ate him, took his dick in his mouth. He fucked him seven ways to sunday until Izuku would only probably remember the shape of his —

— enormous dick. Like, guys, his dick, Izuku kid you not, would put pornstars schlongs to shame.

He got that whole lightsaber nailed down and he fucking knew how to use his weapon.

A weapon we will call king explosion murder.

It's king fucking size. It exploded on Izuku countless times. And murdered him all the way to horny heaven.

Izuku wanted to fucking cry or just build a shrine because damn, this had been the best night and sex of his life. Not that he has anything to compare.

So when the time come, he'd probably sit with his grandkids and tell them that one time he lost his voice because his throat was fucked thoroughly.

When Izuku woke up, everything hurts. Like really hurts but he's in a good mood because finally! Finally he got dicked down.

Now, he got what he wanted. He can finally rest in peace or finish his degree in peace and just used what happen as a happy fap material.

Izuku is ready to separate way and forget all about Bakugou Katsuki.

He pushed himself off the bed, stood on his shaky legs.

He gathered his clothes, grabbed his bag and towel. Izuku took a long shower, the warm water helo him relaxed and kind of soothed his muscles.

When he got out he's all dressed up and ready to conquer the world after finally stripping his virginity pin.

He was about to leave when he saw Katsuki sitting on the table with breakfast laid out. He looked handsome wrapped in that white bathrobe.

How does people say bye to their hired escort? Izuku never thought of that.

"Eat first before leaving." The blond offered sipping coffee.

"No thanks, I still got class." Izuku smiled awkwardly.

"I'll drop you off, just eat breakfast. You still got four classes." Izuku blinked at what the blond said. On how he knew the number of his class that day surprised him.

"I really need to go, I enjoyed what we shared. I hope you have a good life." He bowed down and was about to leave when his phone rang.

Izuku quickly answered the device without checking who it was. He was that desperate to avoid the awkwardness between him and Katsuki.

"Hi! This is from http://eros.com ! Our escort mentioned that you didn't meet him yesterday. Did something happened? Do you want me to reschedule a meeting?" Izuku froze and mechanically turned to Katsuki who was drinking his coffee, red eyes staring back at him.

"I think you got it wrong?" Izuku nervously laughed. "I met him! He's still with me."

Okay, no need to panic. This was just one of those happy mistakes. Right? Right?

RIGHT.

"I'm sorry, sir but you really didn't meet our escort." The lady answered.

"Whoever you met, is not from our company but as mentioned, I can do a reschedule for you." Izuku felt his heart dropped off his chest.

"U-uhhh," he was sweating and he doesn't know what to say.

If he didn't meet his assigned escort then who the hell is this guy with him?

Okay he needs to calm down. He's sure it's all just a misunderstanding. Nothing serious.

This would also be a good addition to what he'd tell his grandkids. He'd be all, "I remember the time this escort site told me I didn't met their escort when we fucked like rabbits."

Then they'll all laugh.

Katsuki pulled the phone from his hold. "He doesn't need a reschedule and stop calling him and offering him shit or I'll blow all of you to fucking hell." The blond ended the call, giving Izuku his phone back.

Okay. Nice. Now he just need to get out there before freaking out.

Izuku gave a smile before he step away when Katsuki yanked him, covering him down the floor as bullets rained all over the suite.

What the fuck is happening?

"Fucking Shitty Hair, told him to have this whole shit bulletproof. I will kick that asshole." katsuki grumbled pulling the shock Izuku with him.

It's too early for this! And he's still too sore for this!

When the fuck did the genre changed to action?

Katsuki then began running to the table flipping it over to be their shield, Izuku nearly choked when he saw a wide array of weapons strapped underneath. Katsuki grabbed to dessert eagles, loading them.

"I'm sure there are others outside not just snippers." He sighed, exhausted

The blond turned to Izuku. "By the way, I am Bakugou Katsuki," he introduced. Oh yeah, they never introduced themselves to each other.

"Can you please explain what's happening first?" Izuku panicked.

Katsuki rolled his eyes, "You know power hunger and revenge."

"Same fucking old, Same fucking old," Katsuki readied his gun and soon people burst into the room. The blond pushed him behind and began firing his gun and people just started falling to the ground.

Izuku is mortified. Okay, he's not giving his name.

Nah-uh. No sir, he's good. Yeah the fuck was goddamn delightful and chef's mofucking kiss but no, he doesn't want anything to do with this guy even when he's hot and his schlong deserves some goddamn shrine.

"I am gonna be late for class," he cried while Katsuki exchange fire.

Izuku doesn't even know why he said that because he's just unsure what the fuck is happening.

"Told you, I'll drive you. I'm a fast driver, we'll get there before your teacher gets there." Katsuki casually answered, pulling and pushing him all over the place.

As if the blond wasn't changing magazines upon magazines firing back at people. At one point, Izuku saw him throw a goddamn knife which plunged on one for the masked men's forehead.

Holy fuck. Izuku was having a meltdown. Did he really solve his soul to the devil?

He's starting to shake and hyperventilate, Katsuki held him tight, calming him down. Another batch of people burst in but this time they fought the ones left inside their suite.

"Sorry, boss! We got drive through." Denki smiled slitting someone's throat.

"Shut up! And hurry up, Izuku's gonna be late for school." Izuku turned to Katsuki with wide eyes when the blond said his name. He was sure he covered his name during the contract signing.

Why the hell does this guy know his name!

"Oh hi! Nice to meet you, bro!" Eijirou waved

While jamming a knife against the temple of the last man standing.

Izuku couldn't say anything.

God is punishing him. He knew. This was because he was too horny. And god hates the horny. Now he's punishing him.

"How did you know my name?!" Izuku demanded at Katsuki.

The blond pulled him to the bedroom and began stripping off to change to his clothes. Izuku had to close his eyes because if he sees Bakugou Katsuki's body, he'd be weak against temptation. He'd fucking swallow the apple and not just bite on it.

"I know everything about you."

Izuku blanched. How?

"I fucking know your schedule, your class, your degree, your apartment and how your dad left you when you were four." Katsuki explained fixing his coat.

This is the part where he needs to fucking run like his ass is on fire.

Katsuki turned to him, fixing his cuffs. "Momo sent me everything to know last night. And honestly, I don't know if I should thank http://eros.com  or blow the whole thing up."

Izuku pulled his hair in frustration.

God really hates the horny.

He gave up trying to figure out what's happening all he wanted to do is just leave and forget all of it.

This would be a sick story for his grandkids but he gotta stay alive to have grandkids.

"Okay, nice to meet you?" Izuku smiled awkwardly.

"Now, just like in the contract you signed. Let's forget everything and move separate ways! Thank you for deflowering me. It was awesome but yeah, let's go our merry way and forget each other." Izuku chuckled nervously.

"I didn't sign it." Katsuki instantly said.

"Huh?"

"The contract, I didn't sign it. I just wrote random squiggly lines on it." Izuku swore, he fucking swore, he's losing his sanity.

"Why would you do that?!" Izuku shouted.

Katsuki shrugged, "You're cute, I want to keep you."

"No, you don't!" Izuku ruffled his green curls, frustrated.

"Yeah, I fucking do." Katsuki pulled Izuku out the bedroom where the view of his men piling bodies welcomed them. Sero was sitting on three persons stacked together.

"What do we do now, boss?" Sero asked.

"Call the cleaners, fucking idiots." Katsuki grumbled. "I told you to stop playing with the bodies. It's fucking gross."

Izuku want to pass out. If god or even the devil offers him to die now, he'd gladly accept it.

"Meet Deku," Katsuki introduced. The three idiots excitedly waved at the man as if they didn't almost shot him point blank yesterday for sitting on the table of their boss. "He's my lover or something."

Wolf whistles and cheers exploded.

"No! I'm not!" Izuku protested.

"Boss, we can torture him till he understands." Denki offered. Izuku's blood ran cold.

"No, asshole. Stop scaring him. He's just in shock because of what fucking happened." Katsuki answered. He then turned to Izuku. "We still got around twenty minutes before your class."

"We can make it if we go now." Katsuki added, he then pulled Izuku with him while the three followed. Kirishima was on his phone instructing their cleaners.

Okay, he gotta play this cool as a cucumber because these people kill without as much as batting their lashes.

So for now, he'd just play the boyfriend role anyway, Katsuki would get tired of him eventually and he would have a great story material for his grandkids or when he started youtubing or something.

When he got home, he'll fucking throw away all his toys and stop being horny.

This is what he got for being an impure shit. All of this just because he wanted to be fucked real good.

Izuku convinced himself of how Katsuki would get over him one day.

Only, the blond didn't and after being together for two years they're even getting married.

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[ end ]

Honestly, this is longer with arcs and shit but here's the thread version. The longer version would probably go over 20 chapters. That's it for tonight!

See you later
Love,
Zuki (•ө•)♡ http://ko-fi.com/damareizuki 

And yeah, i just wanna try that writing style. I enjoyed it. I really did.

Sometimes, it's nice to tell a story like you're there with them lol.

I don't know why you're here but hope you stay warm through the fire of this dumpster fire account

[ extra ]

Izuku, on a phone call with katsuki : kacchan! Where are you? You're late for our date!

Katsuki, firing gun while hiding behind a turned up car : hi baby! I'm just caught in the traffic will be there soon.

Izuku, fuming : where are you?

Katsuki, eyeing his three idiots : Hurry up! Deku is getting mad!

Eijirou, throwing a granade at the enemies : sorry, boss still got date!

Izuku :

Izuku : is that an explosion??

Katsuki :

Katsuki : no, that's denki farting.