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Izuku sat legs spread on the edge of their bed. The day had been long, and she wanted to unwind. Her blazer had been discarded somewhere, along with her tie, and her dress shirt was half opened.
If she had successfully lived through the day, it was because one thing was keeping her sane.
Just that morning, she had received a notification about her package arriving in the mail. Numerous pieces of lingerie. But it hadn't been for her, no. It was for something even greater.
Izuku and Katsuki had been together for a few months now, officially. And only recently has she been able to pull a certain information out of him. Something that had filled her with thrill while he told her with crimson cheeks.
So now, Katsuki was in the bathroom, putting on said lingerie, while Izuku waited eagerly for his reveal.
Katsuki peaked out his head from the bathroom, cheeks red and an expression of vulnerability that was reserved around Izuku. Because who could guess THE Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight could look so shy and reserved. That the image of cockiness and arrogance could look so vulnerable and soft.
“What's the issue?” Izuku asked. Because Katsuki was nervously biting his lip, looking like he wanted to ask something. And he was hiding the rest of his body. “It doesn't fit? Is it too small?”
Katsuki shook his head. When he spoke up, his voice was uncharacteristically hushed. “No, it—... fits perfectly.”
“Then don't be shy, show how it looks.”
Katsuki looked to be hesitating some more, before he finally moved. He stepped out of the bathroom, almost tiptoeing on the floor, like being silent would make him invisible. He stood in front of the door, looking away, nervously wringing his hands, sporting a full body blush. And what a sight he was.
Forest green (because seeing her color on Katsuki’s body made Izuku's possessive feeling grow wilder,) lingerie that complimented Katsuki’s sun-kissed skin so nicely. A meticulously detailed bra, quite see-through, made of small flower patterns. It hugged his chest nicely, almost too well. Argh, Izuku wanted to grab them. Patient. Of course, along with the bralette was a matching thong. It sat on Katsuki's hips, framing his hips beautifully. She wanted to grab them too. His dick, tucked back, was almost noticeable under the lace. Around Katsuki's waist was a matching garter belt that made it look so much more delicate. The garters wrapped around his bulky thighs, looking just right, and followed thigh highs that made him look so dainty. So many things to grab. Of course, to add onto the rest, Katsuki had a lacy choker of the same color.
Izuku took a second just to look, to really take in the gorgeous sight she was offered. She was so lucky, oh so lucky to have the prettiest boyfriend in the world.
Under her lustful gaze, Katsuki squirmed and swung back and forth on his feet. He looked like a concentrate of nervousness and it was so damn cute.
With a curled finger, she beckoned him closer. He caught the movement despite looking away and stepped closer instantly. Despite looking uneasy, he did as she told him to. What else could she even wish for? He was perfect.
Katsuki stopped between her legs, standing a little stiff, his eyes staring at the tip of his toes. He was so adorable.
Izuku reached out, putting her hands on Katsuki’s hips. He gasped at the contact. She didn't say anything and, with her hands, mapped out the skin she reached. His stomach flinched as she trailed over his abs. Her fingers slid under the bralette, brushing teasingly over his nipples. Katsuki shivered, biting his lip and squeezing his eyes shut. So sweet.
Her fingers trailed down Katsuki’s sides again, appreciating the muscled thighs. She pulled one of the garter belt straps and let it go, the strap gently slapping Katsuki’s skin. He jumped at the impact, as soft as it was. He was so nervous, but Izuku knew he wouldn't have done it if he didn't want to. The fact was that she knew he wanted to, but the way he acted like a blushing maiden was just so sweet.
“Kneel,” Izuku ordered in a murmur, breaking the silence.
Katsuki visibly swallowed, his Adam apple bobbing. But he slowly sank on his knees, until he was looking up at her. And the sight was just ethereal.
“Good girl,” Izuku murmured, and Katsuki’s eyes widened, his cheeks burned, but the glimmer in his eyes was unmistakable.
She cupped his cheek in her hand, admiring how soft he looked. He leaned in, closing his eyes, blond eyelashes falling on reddened skin, like sunrays in the sunset.
“You're so pretty, Kacchan.” She caressed his skin with her thumb. “I think you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.”
Katsuki opened his eyes to shyly look up into Izuku's. “You're of a beauty poets would write sonnets about and soldiers would go to war for.” She smiled fondly, her heart so close to bursting with affection. Her finger grazed the scar under his right eye. “I'll go to war again just to keep you like this.”
She tilted up his head to see the choker better. With her other hand, she gently pulled at it. “I love seeing this color on you. A reminder of who you belong to.” Katsuki visibly swallowed again.
During all this time, Katsuki had kept his hands obediently on his knees, fingers slightly curled. “I've never seen you so quiet and obedient,” Izuku commented. “It definitely adds to how cute you look.”
While usually Katsuki would have refuted being cute, he accepted the compliment bashfully, averting his eyes. All still without a word.
Admiring his pretty face again, Izuku had an idea. “Stay here,” she ordered gently before standing up from the bed, leaving Katsuki kneeling on the floor. She entered the bathroom and rummagged in a cabinet until she found what she was looking for. Red lipstick.
When Izuku walked back into their bedroom, Katsuki was still on the floor, looking over his shoulder with a worried expression. Izuku smiled and took back her place. “You’re so obedient. A very good girl.”
She grabbed his face again, tilting it up to her. “Pucker up, sweetheart.” Katsuki eyed the lipstick in her hand with curiosity and interest, before he showed his lips. Izuku applied the red carefully before she closed it and threw it somewhere away.
“There.” Katsuki looked gorgeous, sensual even.
“Kacchan already looks like a girl most of the time, but this really makes it pop out. You look like a pretty woman.” Katsuki batted his eyelashes, still blushing red. The red on his lips popped out in contrast to his skin, drawing attention to that particular part of his face.
“Kacchan is the most beautiful girl isn't she,” Izuku purred. Katsuki nodded meekly, slowly. Izuku smirked. “That's right. Say it.”
Katsuki frowned and looked away for a second before looking up again. “I'm… themostbeautifulgirl,” he breathed out. Izuku chuckled and with her thumb, smeared the perfectly applied lipstick off Katsuki's lips.
He couldn't look more attractive.
Izuku leaned down, holding Katsuki's face in both hands. Her lips brushed Katsuki's as she whispered, “Then kiss me, beautiful girl.”