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Bkdk a/b/o - age difference (44/19) š ph!bkg/ql!dk Katsuki canāt help it. He canāt help the way his eyes wander when Izuku, his daughterās best friend, comes around. Ochako is his pride and joy, studying engineering even after finishing up her time at UA. <a target="_blank" href="https://twitter.com/goblinqueenval/status/1577452500126507009" color="blue">x.com/goblinqueenvalā¦</a>

At college, she met Izuku. Sweet, quirkless Izuku, with the tightest little ass Katsuki has ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. A lean, short little body heād be able to manhandle, bend over -

āThank you for making a delicious dinner, Mr. Bakugou,ā Izuku interrupts with a smile, wiping his mouth as he stands to do the dishes. He grabs Katsukiās empty plate, swaying his hips as he walks away, and thereās no way the little minx doesnāt know what heās doing, right?

āThanks for letting us stay here for the week, dad,ā Ochako says, pecking him on the cheek, so blissfully unaware of the way his eyes are glued on her best friendās ass. The two of them are staying with him for spring break, and Katsukiās not sure how heāll survive it.

- āOh!ā Izuku squeaks, crossing his arms around the towel heās wrapped up in. āI-Iām sorry, I didnāt know you were home, Mr. Bakugou!ā āCall me Katsuki, kid,ā Katsuki says gruffly, beating down the blush threatening to bloom on his face to match Izukuās.

āK-Katsuki,ā Izuku says, dipping his head respectfully, and Katsuki kind of hates how it reminds him of how much older he is than Izuku. How wrong it is for him to be attracted to the omega. āSorry, sir, Iāve just been your biggest fan since I was a pup!ā

Since he was a pup. Jesus Christ. āYeah?ā Katsuki asks instead of actually slamming his own head into the wall. āDynamight fanboy, huh?ā āYouāre the number one hero,ā Izuku says matter-of-factly. āWho /isnāt/ your fan?!ā

āYouād be surprised,ā Katsuki chuckles. āLots of people arenāt really into the whole shitty personality I got going on.ā āBut youāre so cool!ā Izuku immediately defends, and Katsuki suddenly remembers that thereās a half naked nineteen year old in the room.

āGo get dressed,ā Katsuki coughs. āThen we can talk more, if you want.ā āOf course I want to!ā Izuku practically shouts. āB-but, um, I totally forgot to pack clothes, so I have to borrow some of Ochakoāsā¦.ā

Katsuki shrugs nonchalantly, but he internally panics, because the image of Izuku in leggings and a crop top suddenly flash through his mind, and his dick definitely didnāt get the memo of āheās way too fucking young.ā

āYou can borrow some of mine,ā the blond offers, and Izuku beams. The small omega follows him back to his room like a little duck, eyes wide and innocent as he watches Katsuki pull his smallest pair of sweats and an old shirt out of his drawers.

Izuku shuffles on his feet awkwardly, suddenly looking shy. āWhatās wrong?ā Katsuki asks. āToo big for you?ā āDo you have any underwear?ā Izuku asks quietly. āN-nevermind, I can borrow some of Ochakoās!ā

Katsuki raises an eyebrow. āIāll wash the pants when youāre done, nerd. Donāt get your panties in a twist.ā āI donāt wanna ruin them, sir,ā Izuku says, chewing his bottom lip cutely. āI, umā¦ā

āWhat?ā Katsuki asks, suddenly feeling like heās on a thin rope. āI get⦠really wet,ā Izuku blurts out. āUhm, for no reason.ā Katsukiās brain goes offline for a few seconds, and heās pretty sure he stands there staring into space like a dumbass.

āCome again?ā The blond says. āAnd, um, itās gotten really bad since I got here,ā Izuku continues, so unaware (?), shuffling his thighs together as if to prove a point.

Katsukiās mouth drops open, that addicting, soft, vanilla scent wafting from Izuku in waves, sweet and clean after his shower. āI thinkā¦ā Izuku trails off, looking up at Katsuki with those fucking doe eyes. āI think itās because of you, sir.ā

Katsuki wipes his hand over his mouth, backing away slowly, because he needs to leave before he does something dumb. āGet dressed,ā Katsuki says, voice low, gripping the door handle behind him, his eyes never leaving Izuku.

āI wanted to show you something first,ā Izuku says, toying with the top of his towel with a finger. āOchako wonāt be back for an hourā¦ā āIzuku,ā Katsuki warns, but he makes no move to open the door.

At that, Izuku gives him a smile and lets the towel drop, revealing the body thatās somehow even better than Katsuki pictured, his hands crossing over his chubby little pussy shyly. His nipples pebble in the cool air conditioning, his cheeks red and soft.

Katsuki immediately feels his cock give an interested throb, hardening up as his unblinking eyes roam over Izukuās young, smooth body. He curses his inner alpha, already screaming at him to fuck, breed, impregnate -