A Careful EmbrAce - Chapter 6

Izuku smiled when Katsuki halted mid-sentence, reaching out to touch his shoulder lightly. The whole group watched him with a strange attentiveness, locked on his every word. He supposed they all knew Katsuki well enough by now to recognise it when he was being serious – it wasn't like they hadn't spent enough time together to recognise his change in attitude, the way his eyes looked anywhere but their faces, and his hands rubbed together awkwardly.

"It's okay, Kacchan," Izuku said softly. "Take your time."

"Ugh, don't give me that gentle shit," he complained, running a hand through his hair stubbornly. "Listen, assholes, I need to... Come out."

"Dude, we already know you two are dating," Denki snorted. "You think we're gonna be surprised that you like dudes?"

Eijirou shook his head faintly, and Denki closed his mouth, eyebrows furrowing in his confusion but waiting all the same.

"I'm Ace," Katsuki finally choked out. "Or, Asexual. I... I don't feel sexual attraction, and the concept of... Of sex is... Off-putting."

"Oh. Dude. Poor Midoriya."

"Don't," Izuku said quickly, frowning. "I've known from the beginning and we wouldn't be together if I had a problem with it."

"Oh. So you're... Ace as well?"

"No, I'm not, but I would much rather be with Kacchan and not having sex, than be having sex with someone who isn't Kacchan."

"Cheesy fuck," Katsuki grumbled, shoving him lightly.

“But I’m serious!”

“I know you are, nerd.”

The group fell silent for a minute, piecing all the bits together, and Katsuki waited with a surprising amount of patience for them to gather their thoughts.

“So all those times you left the room when we were talking about sex,” Denki began slowly. “It wasn’t just because you were embarrassed? You like, actually hate it?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, dude, I’m sorry. I just thought you were being sensitive because you didn’t have a boyfriend! Oh man, I’m such an ass.”

“It’s okay,” Katsuki grumbled, running a hand through his hair. “I probably should have been clearer. It’s just… Not the easiest thing to talk about, you know?”

“I get it, man! But we love you!” Denki flopped unceremoniously on top of him, sending Katsuki crashing to the floor. “Not sexually, though. Like, friend-love. That’s okay, right?”

“You’re an idiot,” Katsuki snorted, shoving him off to sit back up. “Whatever.”

“We love youuu,” Mina joined in, laughing as she threw herself at him. “Blastyyyy, you love us toooo, riiiight?”

“Get off me!”

“Bakubroooo,” Eijirou laughed, joining the pile. “I’m so proud of you for telling everyone!”

“I hate you all.”

“Sure you do, buddy.”

Izuku giggled at their affections, catching a hint of a smile curl at Katsuki’s lips right before he stood up, tossing his friends to the ground.

“Alright nerd, let’s go, I’m done.”

“Wait!” Mina insisted, grabbing pathetically at his torn up pant cuffs. “We should celebrate!”

“Haah?”

“Let’s get pizza! It’s been ages since we all got to hang out!”

“I hate pizza.”

“You love pizza, you just hate being seen eating it.”

“Shut up.”

Izuku took his hand, grinning as he squeezed it lightly, giving him a little nod.

“Hang out with your friends, Kacchan,” he said softly. “I have some homework to catch up on.”

“Don’t be silly, Midoriya! You’re invited too!”

“No, it’s okay, I really do need to get some homework done,” he laughed. “It’s been a while since you guys hung out, I’ve been stealing all his time lately!”

“Come by after you’re done working then, yeah? We’ll save you some pizza!”

“Okay, sure, I’ll drop by,” he agreed, tugging Katsuki a little closer with a cheeky smile. “Kiss goodbye?”

“You really gonna start this?”

Izuku nodded eagerly, and Katsuki sighed, conceding all the same. He stepped in, pressing a hand to the small of Izuku’s back, and Izuku’s heart fluttered as he looped an arm around Katsuki’s neck. The kiss was short and sweet, just a little peck, and Izuku giggled again when their friends cooed at them.

“Alright, get off ‘im” Denki teased, dragging Katsuki away by the collar. “So you still kiss, huh?”

“Kissing isn’t sex,” he grumbled, cheeks flushed. “It’s fine.”

“A lot of things aren’t sex, my dude. I hope you’re letting Midoriya have some fun with you.”

“He seems to like all the making out.”

Izuku burned bright red when Eijirou wolf-whistled at them, another burst of laughter coursing through the group. He wasn’t sure he’d heard Katsuki use the term “making out” before, but he kind of liked it.

“Later,” Izuku grinned, amused to find Katsuki’s cheeks were still prettily pink too. “After homework and pizza.”

“Good luck,” he nodded faintly. “Yell if you need me.”

“I will! See you in a couple of hours!”

With a last little wave, Izuku watched Katsuki’s friends drag him away, smiling fondly at their backs as they crowded up to someone’s dorm room.

“I’m proud of you too, Kacchan,” he whispered to himself, eyes shining. “You’re amazing.”

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When Katsuki nipped at Izuku's lower lip, he opened up obediently, Katsuki's tongue sliding between his lips to meet with his own. A warm hand trailed up the back of his shirt, fingers curling on hard muscles, nails digging a shallow little track down his spine.

"Kacchan," he gasped, moaning when the nails dug in a little harder. "God, Kacchan."

Katsuki smirked, tilting his head to bite along Izuku's neck, listening to moans cut short by Izuku's willpower alone, and the sharp little gasps that came with them.

"You sure this is okay?" Izuku asked breathlessly. "You want this?"

"Mm-hm," Katsuki hummed, kissing a particularly rough bite mark. "I like those noises."

"Noises?"

"The ones you make when you're happy," he grinned, levering himself up to meet Izuku's eyes. "Ohh, Kacchaaaaan, yesss, mmmmm."

"Shut up," Izuku blushed, rolling over to pin Katsuki to the bed. "Tell me if it's too much, okay?"

"Just don't stick your dick in me."

"Aww, Kacchan, you've grown so much!" Izuku teased, pressing a cheesy kiss to his forehead. "You said the naughty word!"

"Shut up."

He reached up, lacing his fingers in Izuku's hair and dragging him down for another kiss.

"We gotta talk, Kacchan," Izuku reminded him between kisses. "You promised."

"I already told you," Katsuki grumbled. "Just don't shove your nasty dick in me."

"So I can touch your ass?"

Katsuki grabbed his hand in answer, pushing his hips up and jamming Izuku's hand underneath him pointedly. Izuku couldn't help but notice that Katsuki was ridiculously hard when their hips brushed together, and he wondered if that was one of those things he should avoid mentioning.

"Do you, uh, jerk off?" Katsuki asked awkwardly, nuzzling into Izuku's neck to hide his face.

"Mm... Yeah. I do."

"A lot?"

"I don't know, a few times a week? Just when I feel like it, really."

"Can I watch?"

"Hmm?" Izuku hummed, gently pressing Katsuki back down to see his face. "Why?"

"Curious."

"If you want, I guess."

"Is that weird?"

Izuku shrugged, sitting back on his heels and unzipping his fly.

"I don't know, does it matter? If you want to, you can."

Katsuki nodded, swallowing hard, and Izuku threw his jeans aside, pausing in his boxers.

"You know you don't have to, right?"

"You think I fuckin' asked because I felt obligated?" Katsuki sneered. "Just... fuckin' take them off, alright?"

Izuku nodded, slipping his boxers down to his ankles, sneaking a glance at Katsuki as he kicked them over the side of the bed.

"On a scale of one to ten," he said softly. "How uncomfortable are you right now, Kacchan?"

"Two."

"Honestly?"

"Mm-hm. Doesn't look much different to mine. Well, except all the hair."

Izuku blushed, and Katsuki smirked at him, sitting up against the wall to watch.

"I don't like the idea of... Penetration," Katsuki clarified, looking away a little awkwardly. "But I think maybe I could get on board with some other stuff?"

"Like watching me jerk off?"

"Like maybe helping," Katsuki clarified, cheeks burning bright red. "But I don't... I don't do it, so I want to watch first and see what I'm meant to do."

Izuku smiled faintly, leaning in to kiss his warm cheek.

"Do you want me to touch you and see how it feels?"

Katsuki didn't answer for a long moment, but Izuku just waited patiently, planting more tiny kisses on his cheek and neck.

"I know you said you've done it before," he added quietly, stroking at a muscular thigh. "And you didn't hate it, right? You just didn't care? It might be different with someone else, but if it's not, that's okay too!"

"Yeah," Katsuki said finally, nodding faintly. "Okay."

"You don't have to. It was an offer, not a request."

"You'll stop if I say so, right?"

"Of course I will, Kacchan. Always."

"Then yeah. Um, let's try it."

"You want to take them off yourself, or should I do it?"

Katsuki nodded faintly, his hands shaking a little as he unfastened his fly, and Izuku waited patiently for him to fumble his pants off. He paused before his boxers, looking up, and Izuku laughed when Katsuki grabbed at his shirt.

"Take this shit off," he demanded, tearing it over Izuku's head.

"Can I take yours off too?"

Katsuki nodded, and Izuku peeled it away with a much gentler touch, smiling when Katsuki finally tossed his underwear aside to match.

"Now we're just two naked idiots on a bed," Katsuki grumbled, softening a little when Izuku giggled. "What do I do? How should I sit?"

"Wherever you're comfortable!"

He nodded faintly, lying down and dragging Izuku into his arms, their chests pressed together and their hips brushing tentatively. They lay side by side, expressions slightly awkward as they met nervously, and Izuku slid his hand down to caress Katsuki's ass.

"You're so handsome," he praised, planting a tiny kiss on Katsuki's lips. "Thank you for being with me."

"Sappy nerd," Katsuki smirked, brushing green curls back out of their faces. "This is good so far."

"From one to ten?"

"How good? Like a nine."

"How do I get that elusive ten?" he grinned, kissing along Katsuki's jaw. "Kisses?"

"Less talking."

Izuku couldn't help but laugh, covering his mouth quickly so he wouldn't accidentally spit on Katsuki. He got a little smirk for his efforts, and finally he moved his hand down between them, thumb stroking at Katsuki's hip bone.

"You want me to touch?"

"Yeah."

He wrapped his hand around Katsuki's shaft, pausing for a moment when Katsuki tensed up, and took his lips in another deep kiss. It seemed to do the job, relaxing Katsuki a little, his arm winding around Izuku's neck to hold him in place.

"How uncomfortable?" he asked again, barely a centimetre between their lips.

"Three."

"Higher than before."

"Naked."

"Tell me if it gets higher."

"Okay."

Izuku shifted his grip, sliding down toward Katsuki's head, and the soft lips became a little more demanding as he stroked it slowly. A tiny moan escaped into his mouth, and he swallowed it down quickly, distracting himself as best as he could from the teasing smile that fought to get out.

"Two," Katsuki huffed, when the hand slid back up. "Feels good."

"Can I go a little faster?"

"Does faster feel better?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

With Katsuki's confirmation that he was still in to it, Izuku began to stroke him a little quicker, feeling him moan and gasp, arching into Izuku's touch, his breath coming faster and harder as his hips jerked, thrusting into Izuku's hand.

Almost immediately he was coming, twitching awkwardly as if he wasn't sure what to do with it, hot cum spilling across Izuku's hand and onto the bedsheets.

"Feel good?" Izuku asked, smiling sweetly as he kissed Katsuki's sweaty neck. "Not too gross?"

"The cum?" Katsuki asked, pulling a face as he reached for a box of tissues. "Sticky."

"The whole thing," Izuku chuckled. "Uncomfortable?"

Katsuki shook his head, pulling out a few tissues to clean off Izuku's hand.

"Felt good. Like, a release."

Izuku snorted, and Katsuki nipped at his neck, smiling all the same.

"You know what I mean," he grumbled, tossing the dirty tissues at his trash can. "Every time we make out I get hard, and I know you do too, so it's... a happy ending, I guess? A good way to finish?"

Izuku couldn't contain himself, unsure if the innuendo was intentional or not, but laughing either way. When he began to regain some thought power, he found Katsuki watching him fondly, a soft little smile waiting on his lips.

"You're so cute," Izuku whined, kissing him hard. "I love you."

He realised the words had escaped him far too late, tensing up, but then Katsuki was returning the kiss, hand reaching between them to find his dick.

"Me too," he said quietly, winding his hand around Izuku gently. "Teach me how to do this, okay?"

"Just take your time," Izuku smiled. "Up and down, maybe rub the tip a little sometimes, that always feels good."

Katsuki nodded, glancing down at his hand as he began to move. Izuku's shaft was already slick with Katsuki's leftover cum, so his hand moved smoothly, up and down, up and down.

Izuku moaned when the thumb flicked across his head, eyelids fluttering closed, sending a jolt up his spine. Katsuki was oddly fascinated by the sound. He'd heard the nerd do plenty of whining and groaning in their lives, but it was normally so pathetic. This moan was different, was... Attractive, somehow. It made him want to touch more, to drag it out again, to hear the pretty noises Izuku made when he was happy.

"More," Katsuki said quietly, kissing Izuku's jaw. "Let me hear it."

Izuku seemed to understand, even though Katsuki thought it had been an odd request, his lips parting to let harried little breaths come out. Every time he rubbed across the little opening, another moan came with it, and every time he squeezed a little harder or twisted his hand just right, it came with little whines, strong hands grabbing tighter at his body.

Those scarred and twisted hands explored Katsuki's body, as Katsuki worked: holding handfuls of his ass, running firmly up his spine, caressing his abs and chest. When Izuku pinched lightly at one of his nipples, he almost yelped, but managed to swallow it down in a hurry. He'd never felt his body get so sensitive before, had never once considered that it might feel good to have hands grasping at him, a sweaty body pressed against him, hot puffs of air against his neck as Izuku struggled to breathe.

"I'm gonna cum, Kacchan," Izuku warned him breathlessly. "Feels so good."

"Cum for me."

With a long moan, Izuku shot his load into Katsuki's hand, and Katsuki almost laughed at how quickly it happened. It came in spurts, and he continued stroking gently, letting them pour onto the blankets and mix with Katsuki's mess.

Izuku snatched another kiss, and Katsuki leaned into it, letting their tongues mix lazily in his mouth. He wasn't sure why he'd been so apprehensive about making out in the first place, but Izuku had been kind and gentle every step of the way, letting him ease his way in and figure out what he liked and what he didn't. Soon they'd managed to compile a little list of dos and don'ts, and every night they'd made use of it, rolling around on one of their beds with kisses and bites and hands that groped at taut muscles.

"One to ten?" Izuku slurred.

"Zero," Katsuki snorted, kissing a trail down Izuku's neck and shoulder. "I liked it."

"Yeah?"

"Mm-hm."

He paused, nuzzling into Izuku's neck, words catching in his throat.

"Am I an idiot?” he forced out. “Maybe… Maybe I was wrong.”

"About what, Kacchan?"

"Maybe I'm not Ace,” he swallowed hard, as if the words didn’t want to come out. “Maybe I was just an asshole that couldn't get laid."

"Kacchan, relax," Izuku mumbled, pulling the shaky figure into his arms for a tight hug. "You weren't wrong, you're allowed to enjoy making out and jerking each other off, it doesn't change anything."

"I always thought I didn't need this stuff."

"You don't, probably. There are a lot of things we don't need, but we're still allowed to enjoy them. Like... Cake. You could go the rest of your life without eating cake, but you're allowed to enjoy it when you eat it."

"You're such a nerd," Katsuki grumbled, snuggling in tighter. "You don't think I'm weird? Or broken?"

"Not at all, you know that. If you want to do this again, we can. If you never want to do it again in your life, that's fine too. I love you, Kacchan, I'll happily give up all of it to be with you and I'll never regret it a day in my life."

"I love you," Katsuki confessed.

"I love you too, Kacchan."