just come on and say my name!

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku 

Tags: Name Kink, Quirkless Izuku, Pro Hero Bakugo, Confessions, First time, Anal Sex, Kissing

Summary: Quirkless nurse Izuku is teased about his 'relationship' with Pro Hero Ground Zero but he swears there's nothing like that between them, despite his feelings for the Pro. Ground Zero, however, is about to prove him wrong 

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“Your boyfriend is here.” Uraraka-san laughed in a sing-song voice, poking Izuku in the shoulder as she passed him. Plopping down into the unoccupied chair to his right, she set her elbows on the table, rested her chin on the shelf made by weaving her fingers together and grinned widely, her bright brown eyes glittering with earnest excitement. A few of their fellow nurses snickered or craned their heads around to peer out the floor to ceiling windows that overlooked the hospital’s front grounds to see if they could catch a glimpse of the Explosive Pro Hero, Ground Zero, who was easily recognizable by his poof of blond hair and trademark Hero costume. He was nowhere to been seen on the grounds but just as everyone’s heads were turning, there came a burst of shouting and yelling from the floor down. Chuckles passed about the room, accompanied by amused look shared between the nurses, doctors and patients.

A wave of heat rose up in his cheeks. Giving Uraraka-san an exasperated look, Izuku protested through a mouthful of pudding, “He’s not my boyfriend.”

Iida-kun, one of the resident doctors, looked up from the notebook he had scribbling in to quirk an eyebrow at Izuku, “He isn’t? I thought you two were dating!”

“They are totally dating!” Uraraka-san exclaimed, “Listen to this: Ground Zero always makes sure to request Izuku is the nurse who tends to the civilians he brings in! The couple times he’s needed to be hospitalized, he demands that Izuku is the one who is his nurse. He gets really grumpy whenever Izuku is off call or helping someone else. Just last week, he-“

“We’re not dating.” Izuku interjected weakly, his face burning with embarrassment, “Uraraka-san, please, everyone is looking.”

“Ah, that’s right.” Uraraka-san sighed, flopping back in her chair, giving Izuku a chastising look out of the corner of her eye, “You aren’t dating because someone is too much of a coward to ask Ground Zero out. Despite there being obvious signals that he’s interested.”

“It’s not that.” Izuku mumbled, distractedly swirling his pudding around. The tips of his ears peeking out between thick locks of fluffy hair were bright pink. Uraraka-san sighed, flopping back over onto the desk, glaring up at him with a look that clearly said ‘why are you so stubborn?’. Izuku ignored her – when she got into one of these debates, there was no convincing her otherwise. Not that he really had an argument himself. He could protest as much as he wanted that there was nothing between him and Ground Zero but everyone in the hospital knew that was a big, fat lie. He’d been head over heels for the Pro ever since he first stomped into the hospital a couple years ago, bleeding purposefully from a head wound, costume torn to shreds, easily carrying two civilians, both of whom had been badly injured in a villain attack.

He had worked through many tragedies before that night but this one stood out so clearly – Ground Zero, panting heavily, growling and rasping to take care of the civilians. One of the doctors (Izuku couldn’t remember which one) had been desperately trying to get Ground Zero to sit down long enough to take care of his wounds. Predictably, the Hero widely known for his explosive attitude, flat out refused to stop. He had been stomping towards the door when Izuku raced back out into the reception, looking for one of his fellow nurses. At that moment…he wasn’t really sure what had come over him. He wasn’t exactly one to confront Pro Heroes but seeing the amount of blood on Ground Zero’s person, hearing the doctor’s frantic attempts to convince him that they only need a few minutes to patch him up…it overwhelmed his sense of caution. He crossed the room in a few short steps, grabbed Ground Zero by the arm and tugged him back.

Bright red eyes, nearly the same shade as the drying blood clinging to his sweaty skin, swung around to glare down at him. In that moment, he could so clearly remember thinking how beautiful Ground Zero’s eyes were. Well, all of him was beautiful – that was simply a fact and not one that just he held either. Ground Zero had been repeatedly named in the Top 10 Hottest Heroes ever since he came onto the scene a few years ago. There’d been no alarm on his part, no panic – he knew Ground Zero wasn’t going to hurt him.

Staring calmly back at him, Izuku had been rather impressed with himself when he spoke with a clear, composed voice, “You won’t be any good to anyone if you collapse in a few minutes from blood loss. Stop being a child and let us patch you up.”

“Hah?!” Ground Zero roared, making some of the other nurses and doctors flinch, “What’re you-“

“Ground Zero-san.” Izuku had said firmly, curling his hand more tightly around his arm, “That was not a request. There are people out there who need you but you won’t be able to be there for them if your wounds aren’t taken care of. Sit down and let us do our job.”

Really…he hadn’t expected it to work. A lowly nurse like him telling off one of the top Pro Heroes? Seemed like something right out of a comedy sketch…but Ground Zero stared at him for a moment, wide eyed, lips slightly parted, then silently walked over to a nearby chair and dropped heavily into it. The doctor and nurses rushed in, making quick work of getting his wounds patched up. Izuku stood by, arms crossed over his chest, holding Ground Zero’s gaze – just to make sure that he didn’t leave before he was properly bandaged up. The doctor and nurses were done in record time. He didn’t look much better but the blood flow had been stemmed, his wounds were wrapped up and his color was a little better. Getting to his feet, Ground Zero had walked past Izuku, who was already turning to return to his patients, without a word or glance.

Before he could step away, a large gloved hand grabbed his arm. Turning back, he had found Ground Zero staring out the front doors.

“Your name.” Ground Zero had said quietly – not a question but a demand.

“Midoriya Izuku. It’s nice to meet you, Ground Zero-san. Thank you for all your hard work. We’re counting on you.”

Ground Zero had glanced over his shoulder at him, wearing an expression that Izuku hadn’t really been able to identify then snorted, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of his firm lips, “Same to you. See you later, Midoriya-san.”

With that, Ground Zero ran out of the hospital, heading right back into the action. Izuku had, mistakenly, thought that that was that. It was his one interaction with a Pro Hero that he could tell to all his friends while gushing about how cool Ground Zero was. Only that hadn’t been that – Ground Zero kept coming back. Just as Uraraka-san said, he always requested Izuku, whether it for treatment for the civilians he rescued or for himself. If the situation wasn’t that dire, Ground Zero always hung around for a while – they talked about a little bit of anything and everything. Villains, economy, the new Heroes, the old Heroes, the rank system…whatever the conversation lead. It…it was something Izuku always looked forward to, though a little guiltily – considering that Ground Zero only came to the hospital when someone was hurt. Still, he couldn’t help it. The time he spent with Ground Zero was something he cherished – whether it was only a few seconds or upwards of an hour.

It…it made him happy that Ground Zero sought him out, that he wanted him to be the one to help him. At first, he thought it was a pride thing – lowly quirkless nurse, getting so much attention from one of the top Pros? Yeah, that made him feel good but over time, it became apparent that that wasn’t it. He liked the attention, sure but he liked talking with Ground Zero, he liked being with Ground Zero, he…he liked Ground Zero, which was why he could never sincerely protest the claims that there was nothing going on between them. There was…something, he just wasn’t too sure what yet. This friendship he had with Ground Zero…he didn’t want to ruin it my misreading the room. Sure, Ground Zero paid a lot of attention to him and went out of his way to see him but that didn’t necessarily mean that he wanted something more than friendship. If friendship was all he wanted, then that was fine with Izuku. As long as they could maintain this friendship, he would be happy.

Scooping up a spoonful of pudding, Izuku brought it to his mouth, only to stop short of eating it when a voice spoke up from behind them.

“Midoriya-san?” Yaoyoruzu-san, one of the head nurses, was standing by the doorway. “Ground Zero is asking for you.”

“Ah, coming.” Izuku stood, ignoring the wide grin that Uraraka-san was giving him.

“Good luck!” She giggled, reaching over to snag his half-eaten pudding.

“Yes, good luck, Midoriya! We’re rooting for you.” Iida-kun proclaimed passionately, jumping to his feet.

From around the room came a chorus of encouragement, some of them sincere, others playful. Grimacing, Izuku shot Uraraka-san an annoyed look, which got him a snicker in return. He was going to be hearing about this for the rest of the month. No matter how many times he tried to tell everyone that this wasn’t going to play out how they thought it would, no one ever seemed to listen. Sighing, his shoulders slumping in defeat, Izuku followed Yaoyoruzu-san out into the hallway. It looked like she wanted to say something but kept quiet. They parted ways at the top of the stairway. Before she hurried off, Yaoyoruzu hesitated for a moment then chirped, “Good luck, Midoriya-san!”

Her enthusiasm was so cute, he couldn’t find it in him to be annoyed. Sighing again, Izuku headed down the stairs. Standing in the lobby, arms crossed over his muscular chest, Ground Zero was, surprisingly, not surrounded by civilians nor did he look to be injured himself. Confused – Ground Zero had never come here before without someone needing some medical attention – Izuku walked over to him, offering a smile when Ground Zero turned to look at him. His muscular body visibly relaxed. Lowering his arms so they were hanging by his side, Ground Zero returned the smile with one of this own. Another surprise…he rarely saw Ground Zero smile without reason. He must be in an awfully good mood today!

“Good morning, Ground Zero-san.” Izuku stopped in front of him, “What can I help you with today?”

“Are you on break right now?”

“Huh?” Izuku asked, surprised, “Yes, I am. Or will be for a few more minutes.”

“How long do you have?”

“Um,” Izuku glanced at his wristwatch, “about fifteen more minutes.”

Ground Zero clicked his tongue, shifting his weight from one foot to another, “Should’ve gotten here earlier. Damn that Red Riot for making me late.”

“Ground Zero-san?”

Shaking his head, Ground Zero sighed. He reached out to take hold of Izuku’s wrist, “Come on, I wanna talk to you about something.”

“Huh, what do you-“ Before Izuku could finish his question, Ground Zero was tugging him outside, towards one of the more secluded courtyards. Some of the residents wandering the grounds glanced over at them. Izuku hoped that none of the nurses or doctors were looking out the window right now – this would be a pain to explain away. What did Ground Zero want to talk to him about? Tilting his head back, Izuku tried to think of something that would require they meet in a more private area. Nothing came to mind. There was no rule against Pros and civilians, especially ones in his sort of position, fraternizing with each other. Thankfully, his mind wasn’t given any time to go wild with suggestions.

Pulling him over to the most secluded area of the courtyard, Ground Zero released his arm, turned to face him and placed his hands on his hips. Staring at Izuku with a strong, determined gaze, he said, “I’m gonna cut right to the chase. Are you seeing anyone right now?”

….huh? Did he just hear him right? Why would he want to know something like that? Well, he supposed that since they’d been friends for a while, maybe he wanted to know if there was someone else he needed to get to know? Oh, they had talked about getting drinks in the past! How considerate of Ground Zero – checking to see if he had someone so he would be able to invite them as well. He might come off as rude and aggressive but he really was thoughtful.

“No, I’m not.” Izuku shook his head. He hadn’t been with anyone since college, and that hadn’t been a serious relationship – not that Ground Zero needed to know that.

“Good.” Ground Zero nodded. Pulling in a deep breath, he seemed to hesitate for just a moment then asked bluntly, “Then, go out with me.”

…..huh?

What…what did Ground Zero just say? Huh…? Huh? Go…go out?

“Like for drinks?” Izuku asked dumbly, staring up at him, wide-eyed.

Ground Zero shrugged, “If that’s what you want. I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go.”

Izuku blinked, opened his mouth then shut it. Huh? Huh? What…what was with this atmosphere? Why was Ground Zero looking at him like that? Wait…wait, why was Ground Zero blushing?! This…no, wait, wait, wait, this was-!

“You mean…a date?” Izuku squawked in disbelief.

Sighing heavily, clapping one large gloved hand over his face, Ground Zero mumbled, “Seriously? You’re so dense. Yes, a fucking date.”

“But…I…what? You wanna go out with me?”

“Yes. Pretty sure I’ve already made that painfully obvious.” Ground Zero sighed again, rolling his shoulders, “Was expecting a much cuter reaction, not complete shock.”

“Sorry, sorry, I…I…” Izuku sputtered, his face burning with tremendous heat. His heart was beating wildly inside his chest. Holding his hands up, he looked away from Ground Zero, instead opting to focus on the pretty manicured lawn, “G-Give me a second here.”

“Is that a no?” Ground Zero asked quietly.

“No, no, no-!” Izuku cried, frantically waving his hands, “It’s not a no! I just…you surprised me is all!”

“Surprised you?” Ground Zero quirked a brow, “I thought it was pretty obvious.”

“It-!” Izuku stopped, pressing his lips tightly together. Uraraka-san was never going to let him live this down. Swallowing hard, Izuku pulled in a deep breath. He slowly raised his head to look up at Ground Zero. Those beautiful bright red eyes were watching him impatiently, clearly waiting for his answer. Izuku hesitated for a moment, his heart hammering away, certain that his face must be the same color as a boiled octopus, then asked quietly, “It’s not just me…is it?”

“No.”

“We’ve been feeling the same thing.”

“Duh.” Ground Zero cocked his head, giving him an annoyed look, “Dunno how I could make it any more obvious.”

“You could kiss me.” Izuku said before he registered what it was he was saying. The moments those words were out of his mouth, he, somehow, flushed even hotter. All of his blood seemed to be in his face. Sputtering incoherently, he began to flail his hands, mortified that he had just said something so audaciously bold. Stepping forward, closing the distance between them, Ground Zero reached up to cup Izuku’s face. The rough material of his gloves brushed across his skin. All the thoughts racing through his mind came to a screeching halt. His breath froze in his throat. His heart skipped multiple beats. Sighing softly, Ground Zero slowly leaned down to press his lips to Izuku’s in a firm, yet sweet kiss. A powerful shudder wracked his body, following by a burst of tingles that rushed through his face. If he’d been capable of making sounds, he would’ve made a really embarrassing one right then. Kiss…kiss! Kiss! Ground Zero was kissing him! His lips felt so good. Firm, smooth and perfect against his own.

Izuku’s eyes fluttered shut. It’d been a while since he’d done this so he was a little rusty but it was like riding a bike – never forgot the basics. Exhaling slowly through his nose, he pushed back up into Ground Zero. The moment he began to move, something seemed to switch inside of Ground Zero’s head. Powerful, muscular arms curled around him, crushing him to a beefy chest. A large hand landed on the back of his head, dragging him in even closer. Emboldened by Izuku’s obvious answer, Ground Zero deepened the kiss, moving with stronger, more confident motions. Izuku shivered again when Ground Zero pushed his tongue between his lips, swiping it over his own, filling his mouth up with a taste that vaguely reminded him of lemons. A sizzle of heat sparked to life in the base of his belly, enticing his cock to stir. Izuku’s eyes flew open at the realization that he was getting hard. That realization was quickly followed by another: Ground Zero was hard as well. Knowing that got his lower regions even more excited – he could feel himself starting to strain against his underwear.

“Whoa!” Izuku sputtered, pulling back, “Hang on, hang on, still at work! Still at work, Ground Zero-san! Wa-Wai-Wait!”

Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Ground Zero didn’t let him go. Looking up at the hospital, he asked, “Is there anywhere around here that’s private? Someplace we won’t be interrupted?”

“Eh? The…the North Ward – it’s closed for reflooring but the crew doing it doesn’t come in until later so there’s no one up there.”

“Perfect.” A wide grin spread across Ground Zero’s face. Stepping back, he grabbed hold of Izuku’s hand and pulled him towards the back of the hospital.

“Wai-Wait, Ground Zero-san! Where are we-?!”

“Katsuki.”

“What?”

“My name,” Ground Zero said with a smile, “is Katsuki.”

They rounded the corner and headed straight for the back entrance. Ground Zero reached over to grab Izuku’s ID card, holding it up to the scanner. The moment the door popped open, Ground Zero pulled him inside. Still grinning widely, he pulled Izuku up the flights of stairs leading up to the North Ward. By the time they reached the floor, Izuku was panting heavily, his face flushed and sweaty. Damn, he worked out three times a week but still, running up three flights of stairs had winded him. He was going to have to work on his endurance. Looking up to Ground Zero, he was about to ask what he was planning on doing when Ground Zero pulled him over to one of the empty rooms. There was a line of beds pushed up against the walls. Ground Zero tugged him over to one, spun him around and easily picked him up, settling him down onto the bed. Blinking rapidly, confused by the sudden change of location, Izuku went to ask – again – what was going on but Ground Zero leaned down, cupping the side of his head, to kiss him once more.

“Ground Zero-san, wai-“ Izuku gasped, shivering as Ground Zero’s lips trailed down his chin to kiss a line down his throat.

“Katsuki.” Ground Zero murmured against his neck, warm breath rolling across his skin.

“Wha-?”

“I told you earlier. Have you forgotten already?” Ground Zero leaned back to smirk at him, “My name is Katsuki. No ‘san’, no ‘kun’ – just Katsuki.”

Izuku blinked, cocked his head, a great bloom of happiness swelling up in his chest at Ground Zero trusting him enough to give him his name, and said, “Katsuki?”

Ground Zero’s eyes widened. The slight pink tinge that was dyeing his cheeks darkened considerably. A visible shudder wracked his larger, muscular body. He let out a choked gurgle that made it sound like he was struggling to breathe there for a moment. They stared at each other silently for a moment. Concerned by his strange reaction, Izuku leaned forward to ask if he was okay but Ground Zero spoke before he could.

“Again.”

“Huh?”

“Say it again. Say my name again.”

“Katsuki?” Izuku repeated his name, confused. Had he not said it right the first time? No, no, that couldn’t be it – saying it wrong wouldn’t have gotten a reaction like that.

Another visible shiver. Exhaling harshly, Ground Zero planted his large hands on either side of Izuku and leaned in, his head hanging forward. He laughed low in his throat, shaking his head slightly, “Honestly, something like that getting me so riled up – how pathetic.”

“Katsuki?” Izuku said again, resting a hand on his broad back, “Are you alright?”

“Yeah.” Ground Zero rasped, straightening back up.

His face was flushed bright red. Sweat droplets stood out prominently on his smooth forward. Smirking, he yanked off his gloves and gauntlets, dropping them onto the floor without a second glance. Next, he slipped a thumb underneath his mask, tugging it away to give Izuku his first look at his face. Not that there had been much hidden before but still, watching Ground Zero so willingly reveal everything to him, it made his heart soar. Swallowing hard, Izuku hesitantly reached up to brush the tips of his fingers against Ground Zero’s cheek. His skin was so warm and a little rough…more…he wanted to touch him even more. He…he couldn’t believe this was happening. A lowly nurse like him…being like this with one of the top Heroes! If he couldn’t feel the ache of his erection straining up against his underwear, he might’ve thought it was a dream.

Covering the back of Izuku’s hand with his own, Ground Zero dipped back down to capture his mouth in a firm kiss once more. That sweet tasting tongue pushed its way back into his mouth. Izuku shivered, a bolt of heat racing straight down to his cock. Wrapping his arms around Ground Zero’s broad shoulders, he pulled him in even closer, eagerly returning the kiss. He swiped his tongue across Ground Zero’s, earning himself a heavy moan in response. Izuku jolted in surprise when one of Ground Zero’s hands pushed down between his thighs to give his clothed cock a squeeze. His hips bucked unconsciously, grinding against that hot palm. Fuck…he knew he was still at work and definitely didn’t enough break time left to cover this but…he couldn’t pull away! He would never admit this to anyone but he…he had dreamed about this. He had even masturbated a couple times to the thought of doing this with Ground Zero. Now that it was becoming a reality, there was no way he could stop it short!

Pulling away with a sharp gasp, a teasing smirk spreading across his flushed face, Ground Zero pushed him down onto the bed, wedging himself between his legs. With trembling fingers, he undid the front of his scrubs, yanking the fabric out of the way until Izuku’s chest was exposed. He gave his pecs a playful squeeze, one that made him shiver and moan, thrusting his chest up into Ground Zero’s touch. Brushing his thumbs over his hardened nipples, Ground Zero leaned down to give one a firm lick while the other he rolled between his fingers. Izuku curled his fingers into Ground Zero’s soft, fluffy hair. Zips of pleasure raced out from where Ground Zero was playing with him. Fuck…he had never gotten this turned on from just his nipples before! His mind was going completely blank. His cock was so hard, it was becoming painful. His body was burning with a feverish, needed heat. He…he couldn’t remember the last time he was this turned on.

Laughing huskily, Ground Zero pushed up to bring his lips close to his ear, “You’re so cute, Izuku.”

It…it was just his name but hearing it said in Ground Zero’s low, rasping voice sent an electric bolt of heat racing straight down to his cock. It twitched hard against the restraints of his soggy underwear. His face was practically a sun by that point. Sputtering, Izuku did the only thing he could think of: throwing his arms over his face so that Ground Zero couldn’t see him. Laughing once more, Ground Zero pushed up, wrapping his calloused fingers around Izuku’s arms to gently but firmly tug them away. Those beautiful bright red eyes filled up his vision, taking away what little breath he’d managed to get into his seizing lungs.

“Looks like we’re the same.” He smirked.

“Huh?” Was all Izuku could manage in response. His mind felt like it was being turned to mush by the onslaught of this pleasure and heat.

“You like it when I say your name, too.”

He…he liked it when Ground Zero said his name? Now that he thought about it – Ground Zero had only called him Midoriya-san up until this point. Hadn’t…hadn’t he always wanted Ground Zero to call him by his name? To call him ‘Izuku’? Finally hearing it…he knew he would never be able to go back to just hearing ‘Midoriya-san’ again. A startled yelp rippled out of Izuku’s throat. While he was distracted by his own thoughts, Ground Zero had gripped hold of his trousers and yanked them down, allowing his throbbing erection to bounce free. Mouth hanging open slightly, the stark realization that Ground Zero was looking straight at his cock hanging dominantly in his mind, Izuku didn’t have the mental capacity to do much of anything other than gasp when Ground Zero slipped his hands underneath his legs, pushing his legs up and open. He clasped his legs together in one hand, the other going to fumble around with one of the pouches hanging from his belt. Izuku watched mutely as he pulled out a small bottle of hand cream.

Expertly flipping it over with one hand, he squeezed out a large amount. He tossed the bottle aside then reached down, bringing his lotion covered fingers to Izuku’s ass. A hard shudder shook his body at the sensation of those calloused pads pressing against him. After swirling his fingertips around the puckered entrance a couple times, Ground Zero pushed a finger inside. Izuku’s cock twitched hard, spraying precum everywhere. There was no discomfort, no itch nothing – probably helped that he masturbated by fingering himself last night. If Ground Zero noticed the ease with which his fingers slipped in with, he didn’t comment. He looked similar to Izuku – as though his mind had been completely possessed by pleasure and want. Panting heavily, sweat rolling down his face, he eased in three fingers before seeming to decide that was enough, which was a relief to Izuku, who was about three seconds away from cumming.

“Can…Can I?” Ground Zero gasped, slipping his fingers out of Izuku’s ass. He reached for his pants, clumsily ripping them open to push a hand inside and slid out a large, rock hard, sopping wet cock. Izuku’s mouth immediately began to water the moment he saw it. A harsh, gnawing need chewed away at him – demanding to have that big thing inside him now. Didn’t matter that he had to go back to work after this, didn’t matter that he still had several hours left on his shift – none of that mattered. He just wanted Ground Zero to fuck him into the ground while moaning his name into his ear.

“Yeah…” Izuku nodded shakily. Smiling, he spread his legs open a little wider in an obvious invitation, “I want you too, Grou…Katsuki. I want you-“

Growling, a fresh spark of heat igniting in Ground Zero’s beautiful red eyes, he brought the bulbous head of his cock to Izuku’s drenched entrance and slammed his hips forward, driving his cock deep inside him in one swift thrust. An erratic, overwhelming blast of pleasure roared out from where he and Ground Zero were intimately connected. A loud, wailing moan bubbled up out of him. He clamped a hand over his mouth, more embarrassed by the sounds he was making than nervous someone might hear them. Grinning widely, want and lust blazing in his bright red eyes, Ground Zero grabbed hold of Izuku’s hips, holding him firmly in place as he pounded into him. Big-! He was so big-! Far bigger than what Izuku was used to but this…fuck, this felt so good-! His ass was stuffed so full-! He could feel Ground Zero’s cock so deep inside him! His cock rubbed insistently against his insides, easily finding all the places that made him see stars. They had only just started but…he was already going to cum! He…he didn’t want it to end this early but he couldn’t hold back!

“Does it feel good, Izuku?” Ground Zero panted heavily, leaning down to drag his tongue up the curve of his throat.

“Good-!” Izuku choked out, his voice muffled by his hands, “Good-! Feels good-! Gro…Katsuki! Good! Good! It feels so good! More-!”

“Me too.” Ground Zero moaned, then laughed hazily, “Can’t hang on much longer. Wanted this-! For so long…”

Wrapping his arms around Ground Zero’s larger form, Izuku squeezed him tightly, “Me either. Can’t…can’t hold on…cum…cum with me…cum together with me, Katsuki!”

“Izuku-!” Ground Zero gasped, his muscular body violently shuddering. Slamming forward, sending Izuku jolting upward, he pumped his hips a couple times, messing him up deep inside then, with a choking moan, his cock swelling up even bigger, stretching him further open, he came, flooding his insides with a heavy load of cum. At the same time, Izuku’s hips arched up off the bed. His head slammed back against the mattress. Pleasure – scalding hot, intensely overwhelming, unlike anything he’d experienced before – pounded through his nerves. Jizz flooded out of his cock, splattering all over the both of them.

Collapsing down onto Izuku, curling his arms around him, Ground Zero panted heavily into his ear. Thoroughly sated, feeling more invigorated and energetic than he had before, Izuku brushed his fingers through his sweaty hair. Uraraka-san really was never going to let him live this down but he would happily take all of her teasing. Ground Zero…he really was his boyfriend now.

“You really do like it when I say your name, huh?” Izuku gently teased.

“Shut up.” Ground Zero mumbled, snuggling closer to Izuku, “It’s normal to like hearing the one you love say your name.”

Eyes widening, a massive burst of happiness blossoming in the center of his chest (love…love, Ground Zero said that he loved him!), Izuku giggled, squeezing him even closer, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’ll be sure to say it a lot more from now on.”

Ground Zero was quiet for a moment then said, “You gotta say it too now.”

“Huh?”

Ground Zero turned to glare up at him with petulant heat, a splash of red dyeing his cheeks, “I said it so now you have too.”

Izuku stared at him for a moment, not really comprehending what he was talking about then it dawned on him. Blinking rapidly, a fresh wave of heat rising up in his face, Izuku choked a little on his own spit. Ground Zero was looking at him impatiently. Pulling in a deep breath, his heart going right back to thundering away, Izuku scrounged up all his courage, all his resolve, squeezed his eyes tightly shut and squeaked, “I love you too.”

“Good.” Ground Zero nodded. “You’re mine now, got it?”

“Yes, yes.” Izuku said placatingly, patting his back, “I understand, Katsuki-san.”

“Never should’ve let you onto that.” Ground Zero grumbled, “You’re just gonna use it against me.”

“I would never do that, Katsuki.” Izuku lied with a smile.