For most of his life, Izuku doesn't see himself as a sexual person....

But even after graduation, and several partners, he... worries.
#BKDK #BakuDeku #SpicyBKDK
The man's always been non-confrontational ("he's a fucking passive aggressive dick." "Kacchan..."), so the last thing he says feels like an AP shot.
'You sound so weird during sex, anyway.'
"I don't miss him," he admits, shoving lo-mein into his mouth. "I just... how can I sound weird during sex?"
"I thought weird was Midoriya's aesthetic?" Todoroki asks, looks around when their other friends shush him.
"Doesn't that mean it's not a normal pattern?"
Tsu shrugs at Iida's claim "Would you tell your partner if it was you?"
More data's needed to sway him either way, but how does he even evaluate his sex noises?
Its not like he can ask someone...right?
Most of his friends are either in relationships, or not attracted to men. And he's not attracted to any that are.
Well, except-
'No way' is his brain's instant thought, and he tries to shove the embarrassing thought to the deepest part of his mind.
Like fungus, the thought grows.
Kacchan shows this maturity by not making fun of Izuku's feelings or getting a restraining order on him. Izuku does his best to move on by dating other people he kinda likes.
He doesn't plan it originally. Being on-duty helps forget his 'weird noises' and even weirder idea of asking Kacchan to...what would he even call that? Observation? Critiquing? Sex advice?
His cheeks flush.
He knows only one person has his spare key. "Kacchan! Why aren't you at work?"
"I am." The annoyed look says otherwise.
Kacchan stomps over and snags the sleepwear from before, throwing it back at Izuku. "Get that bunny costume off. You're benched for the day, and I'm making sure you actually take the day to rest your dumb ass."
But with festering thoughts and avoidance of doing anything sexual to push down said thoughts, his heart squeezes in time with his dick's excited twitch.
"You don't have to..." He pauses at the glare.
Goosebumps crawl up his spine at the order, and he really wishes Kacchan didn't look so amazing in his casual clothes. "O-Okay."
Izuku's terrible at hiding things from Kacchan (there's a reason he knew about One For All before everyone), and it never takes long for his friend to sniff him out.
Izuku wonders if its because he won't look at Kacchan, or how he can't stop squirming.
The most plausible reaction is a face blast. Maybe he'll just get rejected with a few insults. There's a slim chance he might only get a weird look, or ignored for a week-
"Oi."
"Um, y-yes?" He asks, swallowing.
"I don't know what you mean," He answers quickly, too far to be real.
Kacchan falls quiet for only a moment before he scoffs. "You're really that upset about your loser ex?"
"Course I was, idiot. You never pick good people to date."
He knows it's probably self-sabotage.
"Obviously." Then Kacchan scowls, arms crossing. "So if ain't heartbreak, what's with all the extra shifts? You only do that shit when you're avoiding something."
"Then tell me, Nerd." is the instant response, and Izuku's always been weak to Kacchan's commanding tone.
"He just... said something."
"Thanks, Kacchan." Its sorta a compliment, and Izuku rides the good feeling into a confession. "It was more about... well, when we were intimate."
The bluntness flushes him. "He didn't say bad. That'd be easier. He said I sound weird."
"Weird? The fuck's that mean?"
He shrugs. "Ochaco says I'm overthinking, and nobody before has said anything, but... it's hard to know what he meant by 'weird'."
"It's fair to feel curious here. What if everyone feels uncomfortable, and they're all too nice to tell me?"
"Kacchan-"
"Alright, show me." Izuku's confused noise makes Kacchan roll his eyes. "The noises. Lemme hear them."
Kacchan crinkles his nose. "Fuck no. I ain't gonna watch you with somebody else."
"Then how-" His mind catches up to the implication. "Oh! You mean like touch myself for you?"
"N-not FOR me, dumbass!"
"Just do it here."
"Here? With you..." Kacchan's perched over him, hands on either side of his head and hips between his thighs.
"Ah, okay, then I'll..." Swallowing, he slips his hand down his stomach and into his boxers.
Maybe all three.
Either way, he shivers through his lip bite and starts moving his hand.
Izuku turns his head in shame at how the thought makes his pleasure spike. His breath pools on Kacchan's wrist. "A-Ah, sorry..."
"S'fine."
For now, he only squirms under the watchful eye, melting into the sofa.
His free hand covers his mouth. He doesn't mean to say the name, not even sure where it comes from.
But it feels so right.
"Ri-right, for the-" His toes curl on the cushion when he collects wetness from his tip to stroke more. "The noises-ah."
"Yeah, sure."
Like a fantasy he can't believe is happening.
But Kacchan doesn't look annoyed or uncomfortable. The look he wears is...
"What are you looking at, Nerd?"
"You, I-" He whimpers, lips aching. "Ka-Kacchan, how do I...sound?"
"Never them, not like-" A squeeze on his thigh tugs out a moan.
But from the hardness against the back of his thigh, Kacchan doesn't seem to mind. The revelation makes him whine.
He forgets what the plot is when he pleads. "Kacchan, please! Kiss me, wanna feel you."
The kiss takes no prisoner, an attack while grabbing Izuku's hips to rut them harder together.
It's not sex, but he feels fully fucked.
And the loud cry of Kacchan's nickname while he comes seems to drag out the other's orgasm right after.
(and from how Kacchan drags him to the bed for a round two, he doesn't really care)
The original question does get answered...later.
"Good for you. You always mumbled his nickname when you came. Don't think you even realized it. So weird..."
Izuku will take THAT truth to the grave.
Anyway, hope you enjoy this mess. They would get themselves into such a strange situation and somehow get a relationship out of it. Let me know what you think.
STM chapter out tonight after the gym! See you then!

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