cw // dkbk, non-con, somnophilia, trans katsuki, afab terms

for all of his observing—he resents the term /stalking/—izuku has learned two very important things about katsuki: he’s a heavy sleeper, and he doesn’t lock the door to his balcony.
otherwise, he would’ve been caught long ago as he jumps up to katsuki’s balcony, sliding the glass door open, and treading lightly to his bed.
he’d never be able to pull the blond’s pants and underwear down, not even stirring as his sensitive clit and pink pussy are exposed to the cold air.
but izuku’s never been caught and he /is/ able to do all of this, and he counts every last one of his lucky stars as he starts thumbing at katsuki’s clit, watching as slick slowly starts to trickle out of his pretty pussy before sinking two fingers in without a second thought.
he doesn’t even need to watch katsuki’s face to know the blond’s sleep hasn’t been disturbed, much more preoccupied with the way his cunt clenches perfectly around him, with curling his fingers and pressing them right into his g-spot.
/that/ always has katsuki shifting, pussy throbbing around his fingers as he pushes them back and forth into the blond’s tight heat before curling them again.
he knows katsuki’s body like the back of his hand, knows exactly what has him moaning in his sleep and pushing his hips down trying to force izuku’s fingers back into that spot, causing him to stir but to never quite wake up all the way, though he’s come close a few times.
but izuku has done this a million times—and will do it a million times more, as long as he never gets caught—and knows that no matter how loud his moans get, how hard his body shakes while he orgasms, he’ll never wake up.
so izuku just keeps going, pressing his thumb cruelly against the over sensitive bud of his clit as he digs his fingers into his g-spot, wrenching orgasm after orgasm from katsuki’s spent pussy until he has him crying in his sleep,
shifting trying to get /away/ from the constant onslaught of sensations but limbs not quite cooperating. and no matter how much his back arches and toes curl, he never wakes up.
when izuku gets tired of fingering him, he pulls out the small vibrator he brought, tapes it to katsuki’s chubby clit, and plays on his phone, scrolling through social media as katsuki starts to thrash a bit in his sleep,
sometimes pushing down a single arm against his hips to stop him from bucking so hard—wouldn’t want the vibrator to fall off, after all.
he thinks about taking more pictures of him, as if he doesn’t have thousands already backed up on his computer, but only indulges if katsuki is looking especially fucked out that night.
tonight, the way blond locks stick to his sweaty forehead and the way he’s whimpering, “stop, /stop/,” in his sleep is just too cute to resist, so he gives in and takes a few.
he sticks two fingers into katsuki’s mouth for the camera, caressing the back of his mouth and causing him to gag softly around the digits—he gets a few photos of that too.
and when there are just a couple hours left before katsuki’s alarm goes off, izuku positions his face right over his dripping pussy—glad that he put towels down as the blond makes a mess out of himself—and licks a fat stripe up his aching cunt.
and then he does another. and another. until he’s lapping up his slick as fast as it trickles down his pussy, all while the vibrator buzzes over his clit. when he feels the telltale signs of katsuki’s orgasm—thighs tensing, pussy clenching—
he shoves his tongue in as deep as it’ll go just to feel his cunt convulse around him and release a spurt of slick into his mouth.

eventually, he grows tired of listening to the sound of the vibrator buzzing—it must’ve been going for four hours at this point—and turns it off,
replacing it with his mouth to suckle on the clit mindlessly, placing his hand with his phone on katsuki’s abdomen so he can watch some youtube videos while he sucks on it.
it’s quite calming—katsuki’s moans in the background, his cute clit trying to jerk around when he gives it a particularly harsh suck—but he never fully lets his guard down. for obvious reasons.
instead, he jolts to full alertness as katsuki’s moans start to grow louder, when his movements become more forceful. glancing at the time, he notes that he has about an hour until his alarm goes off. katsuki’s last orgasm is always bittersweet,
even knowing that he’ll find himself between his thighs a couple nights later—after he gets some rest—so izuku is sure to work up to it slowly, gradually increasing the suction of his mouth around his clit,
easing his fingers into katsuki’s overworked g-spot until he’s quaking, clenching, moaning louder and louder. he’s sure if katsuki was awake, his orgasm would be shooting through every nerve in his body, crying out izuku’s name—
either begging him to stop or don’t stop, he’ll have to wait and see. but for now, once izuku pulls off his clit with a soft /pop/, his body relaxes, sleeping for the last thirty minutes before his alarm goes off.
but someday, katsuki /will/ wake up, and when that happens, izuku will shove his face into the sheets and force his thick cock into his loose pussy, basking in the blond’s reactions as he’s fucked for the first time.
until then, izuku leaves him with a parting gift, gathering all of the saliva in his mouth and spitting it straight into his overused pussy, watching the glob of his spit sink down /deep/ into him until he can’t see it anymore.
and then, he simply kisses katsuki’s still-twitching clit, pulls his pants up, and walks out the balcony door.
— end —
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