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“No one, baby,” Katsuki’s grin says otherwise, but the hand that pushes Eijiro’s head down to get comfortable insists on no more questions. “No one that matters more than you.”

“Who that, Katsu?”

There’s yelling now, Katsuki has to hold the phone away. Snickering, he hangs up and quickly turns it on ‘/do not disturb/’ and settles back down. Eijiro lifted his head at some point from all the commotion, blinking sleepily at him.

He remembers Eijiro playing a game, the headphones, the computer monitor. Too bad he hadn’t been paying that close attention, but his baby has always been an all-consuming distraction.

“Tell your baby he ain’t getting a taste of my dick.”

He can’t keep it at bay, however, bellowing out barks of amusement as if imitating a hyena.

Mind derailing like a train skidding off the right track, Katsuki is struck speechless for a moment. Not long after, the telltale sensation of laughter starts to bubble up, body convulsing with the effort to keep it contained.

Shinso’s tone turns a shade darker and angrier. “Why the fuck does my baby know what your dick looks like?”

“Why the fuck what? I paid my taxes and I haven’t touched the trust fund.” To his dismay, Eijiro starts snuffling in his sleep, nose bumping under his chin. He needs his baby to rest if they want to have more fun later. “Make it quick, shithead. I’m in the middle of something.”

“It’s why the fuck actually,” an annoyed voice on the other line says. It’s Shinso, his mildly annoying acquaintance and accountant.

Eijiro is a warm weight on top of him, scarlet hair tickling the bare skin of his chest. His cock is half-hard, buried in his baby’s pussy, a tight but pleasant squeeze. Katsuki tries to keep himself from getting too worked up from being angry or horny.

Katsuki wakes begrudgingly when his cell phone starts to buzz on the nightstand. Irritation has his hand fumbling to grab it, answering without looking at the caller I.D.

“Who the fuck,” hissed quietly into the receiver.