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"Damn, Deku." Kacchan chuckled, his smirk chaining me into place. His beautiful red eyes were dark and swirling with desire, making it so I couldn't even begin to think of trying to get away. "I knew you lost the bet but I didn't think you would actually follow through." It feels like his eyes are leaving scorch marks but at the moment I don't want anything else. Our bet was simple, it was too see who the better dancer was. Over the years we have been dragged into a lot of extra activities; dancing, scuba diving, cooking lessons, mountain climbing, and all sorts of crafts. Our friends thought that we needed to put ourselves out there more to find a lover so they kept signing us up for things. Not going to lie though, learning how to fly a plane or fight with a sword was pretty cool. I even put a sword on my hero suit, I've gotten pretty good.

"Kacchan, are you sure you want this? I might..." I asked, swallowing back my impulses as I do. Kacchan answered the door with his hair still wet with a towel draped around his shoulders as he used one end to work at drying his hair only to have nothing but another towel around his waist and it is taking everything I have not to grab him and claim him as mine.

His body was so tightly toned to the point that each and every individual muscle was clearly defined, smooth and begging to be touched. His skin was creamy smooth and would have been flawless if not for the scars he got back in highschool, that were now soft and show no signs of the roughness that mine do. The fact that I stopped mid sentence didn't bother him in the least and I don't think he noticed that I was mesmerized by his intoxicating body.

"A bets a bet. It's not like it's all that hard, you just have to give a massage. I even got you gloves so my sweat wouldn't affect you, well that or the oil," Kacchan locked the door behind me before leading me into his apartment. Most of the lights were off or dimmed and when we got to his room I found scented candles already lit, a towel laid out on the bed and a small tray with jars of oils and lotions. Yeah, he really didn't think I was going to come over, sure.

The years were far too kind to the man. He was hot in highschool but now? Now he seemed to ooze sex appeal, he was voted the most desired hero in all of Japan this year and even a few other countries as well by both men and women. His words have only gotten sharper over the years but they aren't vulgar and even when he is snapping at someone it makes me wish he were yelling at me. And I lost a bet making it to where I have to rub him down in oil? I definitely didn't lose on purpose, nope.

"Wait, the oil? The oil has an affect?" I asked while watching how he climbed onto the bed and carefully laid himself down on the towel already there.

"That's why I got you gloves," he smirked at me again but his sharp eyes watched me as I walked over to see for myself. I picked up the jar of pinkish oil to find that it was strawberry scented but it looks like it's a homemade, because there wasn't any other lable on the jar.

"It's an aphrodisiac, don't worry as amazing as it feels I won't attack you or anything, my quirk mixes with it leaving a protective layer on me but it still feels absolutely amazing," I heard him chuckling at the end and when I looked up I could feel myself heating up.

"You want me to put an aphrodisiac on you?" I have to ask to be sure but damn those intoxicating eyes had me wishing that I was above him right now.

"Yes, is that a problem?" Kacchan grinned up at me. "Or do you want to do it without the gloves? I don't mind at all if that's the case," his voice lightened as he asked the question and I really don't think he is teasing me at the moment.

"Hmm, and if I don't?" I can't take it anymore! If he wants to flirt and tease me then two can play.

"Hand me the gloves," he frowned and I can't help feeling like I messed something up. Why isn't he smirking at me with those devilish lips of his? I handed the gloves to him from the far end of the table and he set off a small explosion, effectively destroying the material.

"There, now you don't have to," his eyes were twinkling when he looked back up again, his smirk back in place and now I feel like he is acting like a cat with how he is playing with me, teasing my sanity.

I opened a jar and dipped my fingers into the substance before pulling some out, rubbing it all over my hands before I pressed them on his back, all before he could react to what I was doing. I climbed on top of him, my knees on either side of his waist to keep my balance as I slid my fingers over his tight muscles, they are harder than I could have ever guessed. How much does he train to get them so tightly toned? His skin sliding under my fingers with help from the oil only had me dazed as I kept digging into him.

"I can't believe you did that," I heard him gasp just as I pushed on a knot in his back. I ran my fingers across every centimeter of his skin exploring the way he reacted to each touch and even with the pops and cracks that could be heard, the moans that immediately followed had all of my attention. How he could make those kinds of sounds without hesitating was beyond me but I'm grateful. The sweet melody was doing so much more than I thought was possible.

I massaged his back thoroughly before moving to his shoulders and arms only to move from there to his legs letting my hands travel under the towel kneading his ass, I would have been gentle but I have fantasized more than once about grabbing his butt and I just couldn't let the opportunity go. I'm not an idiot, I could clearly see what I was doing to Kacchan, how I wound him up so tight his knuckles were white as he gripped the pillow that he would try to muffle his moans into only to arch his back or neck when I would get it just right so I could hear the beautiful chorus I caused.

I moved back up to his back after spending what was probably far too long on his ass and slowly made my way up his spine, threading my fingers along his muscles and enjoying how he called out for more. Mmm, I could get very used to how he was moaning out my name, he wasn't even calling me Deku anymore. No that stopped a while ago, he has been calling me Izuku or Izu since around the first time I moved from his back to his shoulders.

"Ah, Izu you're doing things you really shouldn't right now." Kacchan crooned but he didn't sound like he wanted me to stop. In fact if anything it sounded like he wanted me to do more.

I leaned down by his ear and let my lips touch the very outside edge before I whispered, "Are you ready to turn over?" I licked my lips, letting my tongue bump and slide along the shell of his ear as I did, lightly kissing his ear as I talked and I could feel him shuddering below me as I did. Good to know he was enjoying it all.

He propped himself up and I sat up so that he could comfortably turn over and once he was done I got some more oil and spread it on his arms, enjoying the way he hissed in pleasure. His arms were not nearly as big as mine but then again most of him is smaller than me in fact it's thanks to that, that his pecs seem so large but they were probably the same size as mine, the only difference being that the rest of him was so small. I couldn't stop myself from gently pressing my fingers into the thick flesh, the oil left a slight sheen wherever I touched and his nipples were no acception as they hardened from my attention but it was the way that Kacchan was reacting that caught most of my attention.

Now that he is in his back he would arch his back to try and follow my hands wherever they went, his hips thrusting into mine making sure there wasn't a chance in hell that I wouldn't know what was happening. Kacchan is hard as a rock and the way he kept throwing his head back and thrusting into me only fueled my imagination and desire.

I climbed off of him and sat between his legs before I started working on the front of his thighs and I was able to see the way Kacchan glared at me when his head snapped up at the contact. I could see the way his nostrils flared or how he gasped out when his whole body flinched at something that I did but eventually I couldn't pretend to take any longer than I had and I was done.

I climbed over him, careful not to touch anything until my face was over his, dear God even with his eyes screwed shut he is absolutely breathtaking.

"Kacchan? Is there anywhere that I missed?" I asked innocently enough, only to 'accidentally' slide my knee up so that it pressed between his legs. Unfortunately I'm still completely dressed but if Kacchan were to say otherwise...

"Izu this is a dangerous game you're playing," Kacchan panted, his deep red eyes finally looking into mine again, our faces are so close that I would barely have to move at all to kiss him.

I didn't move away before asking, "Who says I'm playing a game?" I tilted my head just enough to let the tip of my nose touch his cheek and Kacchan finally closed the distance between our lips and I couldn't hold back anymore. I'm thirty years old and I'm not ashamed of the fact that I have waited so long to feel him. I only wish it could have been sooner.

He tasted like warm caramel and coffee, his hands are so much softer than I would have ever thought. Now that we've both given in to our desires I only pulled away to pull off my shirt and throw it away before he was pulling me in again. His lips were intoxicating and made it difficult to breathe but I really need him to say it or I will overthink everything later.

"Two questions, first can we actually have sex?" I pulled myself away only for him to scratch at my back trying to pull me in again as he answered and I could have cum just at the word thanks to the massage I just gave him.

"Second, can this stuff work as a lube?" I grinned at his laughter before I pulled my pants down not worrying about where they landed as I kicked them off. I had a little fun applying the oil to not only my shaft but his too before I made my way to his entrance. Kacchan was practically bucking under me before a finger slipped in and he froze for only a moment before he started clawing at me again. My back is probably covered with scratches already but I don't see him stopping any time soon. Mostly because I don't plan to stop either. Once I was able to push three fingers in I smiled into the kiss.

"Are you ready?" I was panting, talking between kisses was actually a lot harder than I expected but still.

"FUCK YES!" I thrusted in and somehow it was at the same time he was trying to push forward and instead of inching in like I planned I was more than half way in and Kacchan's back was arched so high it could have been broken if not for how he was crying out "Yes!" again and again.

It didn't take long for me to push all the way in and once I did I couldn't stay still. As long as it took to get here I couldn't slow down, every movement every spasm every scream of ecstasy was driving us faster and faster until I couldn't move away at all and we were both climaxing.

It took several minutes before we could catch our breath and much longer before either of us tried to say or do anything at all but still, it has to end.

"We really should have done that when we were 18. Why did we have to wait for 30?" Kacchan's words sounded angry but his voice was raw and it was only now that I tried to pull out only to lay back on top of him once I did.

"Because we are stupid that's why," I answered before wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer so I could cuddle him, I'm going to fall asleep soon and I don't care so long as when I wake up Kacchan is still in my arms.

"Fuck yeah we were. Too bad we can't go back and fix that," Kacchan chuckled and I couldn't stop myself from joining him before kissing him again, this time much slower and sweeter than before until we closed our eyes and fell asleep.