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That’s it for tonight!
I have five more scenarios in mind. Would y’all like to read them? :3
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“Ugh! Not these idiots again acting like horny teenagers!” Monoma facepalmed himself.
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Katsuki’s pupils dilated intensely.

“Me,” he sighed contentedly as Deku peppered kisses all over his jaw.

It was only a matter of time for them to start making-out in the middle of the agency.

“Who am I married to?”

“…” No response.

“Who?” Deku insisted.

“…Me.” Katsuki pouted.

Izuku kissed the pout away oh so sweetly, making him blush.

The greenette leaned more into him, before asking him:

“Who gets to fuck me every night?”

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“God, Kacchan, what the hell was that? Again? Deku panted against Katsuki’s lips.

“Fucking interns should know their place. You are mine!” He snarled.

“Katsuki,” Deku’s serious call-out stopped his jealousy fit.
The blond grunted.

“Ngh!” Deku moaned and relented, throwing his arms around the blond’s and jumping him so he could snake his legs around the other’s slim waist.

The interns ran away immediately as it seemed that the scene was about to escalate to something… more.

“Kacch—,” Deku gasped, trying to pull away, but the explosive hero wasn’t having it. He sealed his mouth again with the greenette’s.

Dynamight had pulled Deku by his hair and shoved his tongue down his throat. His big hands were squeezing the hero’s fat ass while he threw them both a feral carmine gaze.

“I-I t-think he…”

“What?!” The other intern turned around to see what her companion was observing, only to flush bright red at the scene before them.

Heavy footsteps shut them up.

Fear engulfed them when they caught sight of Dynamight, the number two hero, and… Deku’s husband.

He ignored them, though.

“You are lucky he didn’t hear!” The girl hissed. “Your comment was way bolder than mine!”

The boy gulped.

“Why are you so pale?!”

05
“Deku is so freaking hot,” a female intern sighed dreamily a few meters away from the hero, completely unaware of wandering ears.

“He is!” A young male intern next to her agreed. “I wish he could fuck my brains out! Or, or maybe I could throw him against the wall and—”

“Fuck,” Katsuki cursed.

“And here I thought you were going to leave me all hot and bothered after the media almost caught us on the alleyway,” Izuku’s words were full of sin and Katsuki was more than ready to drown on them.

“God damn it, baby. Come over here,” the blond growled.
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“Oh yeah?” Izuku hummed. He turned around to come face to face with a bare-chested Katsuki. The simple sight had him biting his lower lip. His scarred hand traveled over his husband’s crotch, were he fondled a very prominent erection.

“Weren’t you going to stay overtime to fill-in today’s reports?” Deku uttered.

“Changed my mind,” the blond responded as he drew a line of kisses all over Izuku’s shoulder.