Smutty Scenarios

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Smutty Scenarios



The Rules
1. Character A: Post to the meme and wait for replies. Name|Series|Prefs
2. Character B: Go to the RNG and roll some numbers. Type first, and then go to that category and roll again.

Please listen to and respect each others preferences.

Thank you.

Type Of Porn
1. Regular
2. Public
3. Hardcore
4. Roleplaying
5. Toys
6. Fail
7. Misc.
8. Wild Card (Mix and match prompts or bring your own!)



Regular
1. First time - One or Both of you are virgins.
2. Wedding Night - You've been waiting for this night forever. Or maybe not.
3. Masturbation - Put some porn on, get your hand ready, and have a good night with a friend.
4. Blow jobs - Sucky sucky, bucky bucky.
5. Penetrative - There's parking in the rear, or drive through the front.
6. Make up Sex - You did something wrong, and you're going to give this person the best night of their lives.
7. Up against the wall - You couldn't wait when they came in the door.
8. In the shower - Fun in the tub is something worth trying at least once.
9. Get away - You're on a romantic get away. Beach? Some snazzy motel? Whatever you'd like!
10. Been awhile - It's been awhile since you've sene each other, so it's time to make up for lost time!
11. Break up sex - This isn't make up sex, it's goodbye sex!
12. Hook up - You don't really love each other, but you are horny and neither of you is bad looking, so...
13. The big night - You've been dating forever (or maybe not!) and it's time to take the next step!
14. Doggy style - Sex from behind.
15. Frottage - You don't always need to penetrate! Sometimes grinding on each other is more than enough.
16. Spooning - Sex while you spoon... perfect way to start the morning!
17. Couch - Fooling around on the couch!
18. Massage and maybe something more - You want to pamper your lover tonight!
19. Candlelit - Wine, soft music, candlelights... maybe there was even a trail leading to the bedroom! Ultimate cheese.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Public
1. At school - Under the bleachers, in the classroom, in the bathroom... maybe even on the principal's desk.
2. Amusement Park - You ran out of things to do? There's privacy on the ferris wheel.
3. In the park - Always a fun time, just stay away from the washrooms.
4. At the mall - Changing rooms = Happy Sexy Time
5. The sex store - How people are not caught having sex in here sometimes, is beyond me
6. Someone else's home - You so dirty. Hope they don't catch... or maybe you do.
10. Hospital - In the bed, in the restroom, maybe you just need a release from anxious waiting for news on that loved one!
11. In the car - The backseat and foggy windows, over the hood... maybe the engine's still going for that extra thrill!
12. In the woods - Camping or on a hike, you though that tree looked mighty friendly.
13. In the restroom - You couldn't wait to get out of the restaurant or wherever you are, so a stall will just have to do.
14. Under the table - Teasing your lover (or being teased in return!) under the table at a restaurant. Hands, mouth, whatever you can think of.
15. Elevator - Getting off while you're going up, you just can't wait and you don't care who might catch you.
16. Back of the club - You can't wait until you get out of this club to get your hands on each other...
17. At a concert - You don't want to miss the show, but you also don't want to pass up the chance to get a little more intimate either.
18. Against a window - Up against a window where anyone looking could see...
19. Putting on a show - Sex in front of people. Maybe you were really drunk at the bar or someone paid for it... maybe you just want to do it for the thrill.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Hardcore
1. Non-Con - They say no, you'll make them say yes.
2. Dub-Con - They may have said yes, but it's going to happen anyways.
3. Bondage - Super tight, hanging from things, unable to move, really hot.
4. Fisting - One, two, three, four, five... and then one again.
5. Blood Play - Red is a really lucky color... not for someone.
6. Power Play - Someone is in charge, and will make sure that the other person isn't. People in power are crazy.
10. cock & ball/pussy torture. Clothes pins, hitting, and anything else you can imagine that can make you hurt oh-so-good.
11. Flogging - Spanking, whipping, flogging, and whatever else you can think of. Someone's been naughty.
12. Orgasm denial - They might want to so bad, beg and plead, but you're not going to let the come yet. Or maybe not at all.
13. Forced orgasms - Either made to come multiple times or roughly brought to orgasm despite any discomfort.
14. Double penetration - Either in two separate holes or the same one. It could be two toys, a penis and a toy, two penises... or the combinations are endless! Either way, you're going to be stuffed full.
15. Ice play - Ice cubes on the skin or even inside to cool you down.
16. Wax play - Wax from candles poured over the skin. Doesn't it burn so good?
17. Fighting - It's like Fight Club... only it ends in dirty, dirty sex.
18. Electrosex - Electrical stimulation to nerves for sexual stimulation, in particular the genitals and nipples.
19. Sensory deprivation - it can make orgasms even stronger!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Roleplay
1. Teacher and Student - Someone needs a better grade.
2. Doctor and Patient - Time to give someone the best bedside treatment they can.
3. Cop and Criminal - Those handcuffs are finally coming in handy.
4. Master and Servant - Those servants have to serve someone. A housewife and butler, rich man and maid... those outfits are hot.
5. Strangers - Oh, you've never met this hot, delicious, naked stranger. Maybe it's time to get acquainted.
6. Enemies - Oh I hate you! Oh but I'll have sex with you anyways!
10. Cowboys - Or cowgirls. Yee-haw!
11. Fireman - or woman. Oh, you're going to be putting out a fire, alright.
12. Pizzaboy - They don't have the money to pay, but you accept other forms of payment, thankfully.
13. Good guy and bad guy - Maybe they're trying to take over the world and the only way to stop the is through hot sex.
14. Vampire and victim - You're going to drink their blood... only probably not.
15. Prostitute - They paid for you.
16. Incest - parent or sibling kink? Go ahead and play it out.
17. Priest - They need to confess to you...
18. Kidnapper - Uh-oh, they got you now! What ever will they do to you?
19. Shy virgin - You're a shy virgin but don't worry, they'll teach you the ropes!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Toys
1. Dildo - Simple, easy to use, and goes in any proper hole.
2. Vibrator - Tiny and portable, it goes everywhere... and works everywhere.
3. Fleshlight - It's like a hole... but not exactly.
4. Strap-on - Girl or guy. Maybe you're wanting one, or wanting a longer one.
5. Cock Ring - Basically, a trolling way to make sure someone can't finish what they started.
6. Anal Beads/Ben Wa Balls - Maybe a dildo isn't good enough. These toys are balls of fun.
10. Fucking machines - Machines with one purpose only, to fuck you senseless. They usually have a dildo attached and speed controls.
11. unusual objects - Cucumbers, candles, or even electric toothbrushes!
12. Clamps - Nipples, labia, clit, penis, there's not limit to what can be clamped in a sexy way!
13. Playing with danger - The handle of a knife, a gun, it's time to walk on the wild side!
14. Dolls - They make some awfully realistic dolls...
15. Sex swing - A suspended seat made specifically for sex.
16. Water - A detachable shower head, jets in a tub, there are a lot of way to be stimulated!
17. Pumps - Pumps can go over the nipples, clit, or on the penis and create a very stimulating amount of suction.
18. Anal plugs - They vibrate, stimulate, or just keep you ready for fun later.
19. Speculum - Want a look inside?
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Fail
1. Can't get it up - For some reason, you can't get hard. Or, if you're a girl, you're just not getting wet.
2. Not in the mood - You don't know what it is, sex just isn't interesting you tonight.
3. Cramp! - Ow, nothing ruins a mood like an ill timed cramp somewhere!
4. Caught - You just got caught by someone and the reaction isn't a good one!
5. You called me what - Dirty talk got out of hand and the other went a step too far!
6. Distraction - You're just distracted by the phone or the TV or a huge project you've got coming up...
10. It's not you - or yeah, maybe it is. You're just not attracted to the other person anymore (or maybe you never were!)
11. Can't get there - Maybe it's the position or something else, but you just can't get to the big finish, no matter how hard you try. Your partner might not have any problem.
12. Injury - Fell and hit your head, knocked something off on you... somehow you injured yourself!
13. Missing item - Where's the lube? The condoms? Ahh, how can we do this?
14. It broke - Uh-oh. The condom just broke...
15. Gross - Your partner got you to do something or suggested something you're just really not into...
16. Too drunk - Whiskey sounded like fun, but now it's having ill effects on your sex life.
17. Five seconds isn't bad! - You came embarrassingly fast...
18. Guilty - You did something wrong, went behind your lover's back, cheated, or something.
19. I'm fine, really - Or not. You're actually injured, but you don't want your lover to see and they definitely would if you took off any clothes.
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Misc.
1. Dirty talk - Most people like a little dirty talk... either you've determined to get your lover off with dirty talk alone or you're just getting them in the mood
2. Threesome - Two is fun, three is better. It's fine to play the third person as an NPC if you don't have a third partner.
3. Can we please... - Can we please have a threesome/try this position/do this? Your lover is trying to convince you to spice things up!
4. Phone sex - You want to get your lover off, but you're not right there with them.
5. Dirty pictures/video - You're making a video or taking some sexy pictures for a private collection.
6. Looking at/Watching porn - Enjoying porn together can bring you closer!
10. Sex drug - You've been given a sex drug and you need to get laid right now.
11. Cheating - You're cheating on your lovers with each other.
12. Voyeurism - You want to watch your lover have sex with someone else or for someone to watch the both of you together.
13. Possessed - Your lover isn't... exactly themselves. Too rough? Too gentle? Maybe they weren't even your lover before this...
14. Sexswapped - One or both of you is the opposite sex!
15. Glory hole - Stimulation awaits on the other side!
16. Sex club - You're in a club specifically for sex. Relax, have fun, try not to interrupt any orgies!
17. Teasing - Sending dirty texts, whispering things in your lover's ear, or just bending over a little too much, you're determined to drive your lover crazy with teasing.
18. Blackmailed - You were blackmailed into doing this...
19. Webcam/IM - You're cybering!
20. Pick your own - Maybe there's something I forgot, or maybe you want to do multiples. Roll a twenty, and go for it.

Comments

[defendure]

I'm going to use yours.

[ He'll just fish it out of Katsuki's pocket before he slips away entirely to go near the speakers. Not for weird control reasons, mind. ]

My, uh, my playlist isn't going to really help us much. [ He has like exclusively hero music. And pop. Katsuki likely has more of a selection of things that won't completely ruin the mood just by turning on.

He doesn't think Katsuki will actually mind if he thumbs in the code and flips to the music app, ignoring any messages and searching for a playlist that looks promising.

As soon as he has something going, he sets it aside, and then takes out and puts his own phone down as well, turning off both ringers before ignoring them to turn back to Katsuki.

So. Something he vaguely recognized, a little slower and more rock, and less the kind of thing you'd find on a children's cartoon show. ]

[blastedass]

Hey! Don't just- [use his. Katsuki's arm gets tugged back by the scarf and he glowers at the other boy who gets away with his prize sans bite or burn. Asshole. Taking advantage of him all tied up.

The scowl smooths somewhat with the mention of a playlist not helping, though it earns a wry mocking expression when Katsuki thinks about what might be on Izuku's track listing.] You don't wanna strip to Washa Washa?

[Yeah you're welcome for putting that in his head. Paybacks for yoinking his phone. At least it's an easy sync? And yeah, told him his passcode too. A true testament of trust. Only visible message of the 7 he's missed (or likely ignored) is something to do with pizza advertising.

Okay, slow rock isn't a bad decision at all. Probably not what you'd find a go-go girl getting good with at the club, but it'll work for what they're doing. Katsuki settles back against the bed.]

Wanna dim the lights a bit?

[defendure]

[ Missed messages on Katsuki's phone do not surprise or worry Izuku. He's fairly certain the class keeps adding him to chats he refuses to participate in. Izuku is used to his own messages being left on read on occasion too, it's usually easier to just track Katsuki down in person if he really wants him.

The trust has never been misplaced since he barely even registers the pizza advertisement. He's only ever looked at Katsuki's messages when Katsuki got annoyed, threw his phone, and told Izuku to get people to fuck off (which then just startled his friends more when Katsuki's number began politely telling them he was busy, and then they got teased for that later).

But yes. He did not want to try to strip to Washa Washa or All Might's one American rap album. There's just no way that would end well for them.

He hadn't actually considered dimming the lights but the request doesn't bother him so he goes to do so, adjusting it so they can still see pretty well but it's more...mood-setting? Izuku's actually a little giddy about that. If you're going to sleep with your boyfriend for the first time, romantic lighting and some background music to cover any noise that might happen in the rest of the dorms isn't a bad way to start off.

He doesn't have a lot of rhythm or dancing ability. Izuku isn't Mina. But he won't be trying to do the robot either. Or seriously trying to dance that hard - he thinks Katsuki would probably pick this up immediately and pull it off like he'd been an experienced stripper in a club for years in that way Katsuki can usually pick up anything physical with barely any effort, but Izuku's not thinking he's anywhere near that.

So he'll keep it nice and simple and slow. Maybe it counts as psyching himself up. He catches Katsuki looking at him these days, sometimes. Not when he's even doing anything interesting really, but it always gives him a little bit of a thrill. There were years when he would go weeks without anyone but his mother really acknowledging him, but Katsuki's paying attention now.

(Honestly, Katsuki paid attention back then too. He might have been less angry if he'd ever been able to fully look away.)

So when he slides his jacket off it's more casual, sort of leaving it on Katsuki's desk chair and humming a few beats, swaying to the tune as he steps back towards the bed a bit less in an attempt to dance and more in just the way you do without thinking when you're moving around doing a chore or whatever and there's music on, and you're sort of letting it move you just because it's there.

Nothing fancy. Just sort of trying to relax himself as he watches Katsuki, worrying his bottom lip even as it tries to curl up into one of his shy smiles. ]

Better?

[blastedass]

[Basically that. Invites to go do things or requests to help with something and the occasional advertisement, along with the ubiquitous ones from his mother. It's certainly nowhere near a busy stream of messages compared to some people's phones. He normally can't be bothered to do more than glance and ditch. Come find him if it's that important you wanna get growled at.

There's also a certain immature tweak of pleasure to throw something at Izuku again? But at least his phone has a nice sturdy rubber case so he can pitch it at the other boy whenever the extras start mouthing off at him. For as friendly as the green-haired boy is, he's also pretty good at getting them to leave Katsuki alone. For the moment at least. They're at it again soon enough.

Mood light. Mostly means turning the overhead one off and using the desk lamp to get it where they want. Katsuki barks out some adjustments--"lower, fucking can't see shit now, higher, no lower"--and that continues for a few seconds until it's acceptable. Honestly wouldn't be fussing with something like "mood lighting" himself, but some things have a way of happening when he's getting ready to do something for the first time. Wants it to be a good experience for both of them.

Look, at least Izuku got a crash course and some proper dance training! He could probably pull off some of the same moves from the concert between normal stripping his clothes off and at least get a C score to pass. Maybe a B cause that's his boyfriend getting naked in front of him and hell yes is he into it. Without saying so. Even if his eyes are basically getting the message across pretty clearly.

Paying attention to Izuku's always been part of his life. Even when he hated him and wanted nothing to do with him, Katsuki found himself looking for him or at him, wanting to know where he was, ostensibly to go pound him into the ground or make sure he's staying the fuck away from him. But subconsciously, he watched him because somewhere inside, he knew the little shit was trying to be better than him... And now, that attention's paid out of respect for his strength and the burning rivalry that refuses to let himself fall behind the "worst" fish in their little pond.

And his dick. Yeah. Attention is paid thanks to his dick.

The jacket first, skimming off shoulders and leaving that one-size-too-large tee he normally wears. Izuku actually has a nice voice. The mumbling pisses him off a lot, but his quiet humming can be nice background noise for the blonde. The casual way the other boy's moving is almost better than dancing... cause Katsuki's getting the feeling he's this invisible voyeur sitting on the floor watching his boyfriend nonchalantly strip in his room.]

Getting there.

[Rapt attention.]

[defendure]

[ If Izuku knew the mood lighting dictatorship was entirely for his own benefit he'd be touched. As it is, he just assumes it's Katsuki being a perfectionist and
rolls with it because it doesn't bug him to do so in this case. But he likes the way the lighting changes the room once Katsuki finally growls out that it's acceptable. He can
still see fine, but it's less the usual fluorescence of a dorm room and more of a special sort of mood. They've never dimmed the lights specifically, and the act of doing something to make the room more different and "special" makes him feel like he's special.

He's every bit the overachiever Katsuki is. Izuku sometimes comes off as more relaxed at first glance if you catch him at the right time, but he's the intensely overinvested kind of student who takes notes and practices the same move a thousand times in the dead of night. Izuku's never tried for just a passing grade in his life - he's always tried for flying colors.

He didn't really plan to strip so his clothes definitely aren't suited
for it. Actually he kind of figured maybe he'd get a chance to change for tonight and then Katsuki jumped him when he got home instead. So he's got one of those size-too-big tees, yeah. Jeans. Boxers. That arm compression band he wears a lot. He showered at the agency before coming back, too, but his hair is mostly dry. Just smells clean and kind of looks like he was planning to chill in the common areas or something.

Not a lot of clothes to lose. But to drag it out you probably need talent and costumes - his hero costume would have been so much better for this - but really, how much he wants to drag out anything right now is debatable.

He just wants Katsuki. But...Izuku would be lying if he said he wasn't getting a certain power high from that ruby gaze locked onto his every move.

Sort of a slow spin as he tries to steady his nerves, and he'll go for his shirt hem. Seems like the best place to start? ]

I like this song.

502 Bad Gateway. 502 Bad Gateway. 5 times. Ugh.

[blastedass]

[It's partially for him? Katsuki doesn't really want to do it under the normal room lighting. (It's harder to see a flushed face when it's darker.) Still, with the dimmer light and the faint glow of the LED speakers behind Izuku, the blonde's getting a little more of that 'rave' feeling mixed with a private show. The music, the motions, the slow shuck of clothes baring a body he's only seen half-naked in any intimate setting (shower sightings don't count). This is special. Izuku's special. Their time together is special. It's only taken Katsuki a long time to realize it. At least now he's able to try and make up for some of that.

So much for the C grade. Red eyes linger on the other boy's motions and body without a hint of distraction. Wavering between admiration and predatory. The lack of proper stripper clothes only make this more visceral and real for him as well. (Look, even if Izuku changed, what exactly would he be changing into? A suit, just to get tugged out of it?) Katsuki has zero regrets with jumping the other boy. Even if that stupid t-shirt's there to try and interrupt the moment. "Chill" shifts to "enticing" and he's drawn to it.

Thank god it's not 27 fucking veils or something. Katsuki wouldn't have the patience for that. Not for his costume either, even if he's caught himself looking more often then not when Izuku unzips his costume from the back and peels it off his shoulders. The scars on his skin, the muscles beneath his flesh, the angle of his shoulder blades, the round of his shoulders, where had once been a skinny little nerd had transformed into a proper young hero with experience marks all over him. Shirt hem's a good place to start.]

Suits you right now.

it happens.

[defendure]

[ He doesn't usually catch anyone looking in the locker room. Everyone's always talking and joking around and Izuku gets caught up in it easily, though he's shot looks at Katsuki before. Less on purpose at the start, but sometimes he feels like he might be allowed now. Like it's a perk that might be built into dating. Sometimes he should be allowed to stare.

Removing his shirt is an easy motion. Hands under the hem, rolling it up over his stomach and off his shoulders and over his head, and
then there's a bare moment after that where he's like "should I fold this up?" mentally but then makes the executive decision that right now throwing his shirt aside is probably Sexier. He hopes. Don't yell at him for clothes littering.

All those muscles moving together look different in the low light. Some of the highlights catch in interesting ways. And now with the shirt tossed aside it means up top he's just got the arm brace. ]

You're just trying to get into my pants.

[blastedass]

[Guess there's a difference between looking and seeing. Katsuki doesn't look when others are around. So he says... Obviously looks enough to throw his mask spikes into Izuku's head cause he's being so damn hopeful! If he's noticed Izuku looking, he hasn't said anything. Though maybe once or twice, when he noticed, he took a little extra time dragging his shirt down or tying his towel.

His eyes lock onto the rim of the hem, following it up the curves of his stomach. One row of abs revealed at a time, then the bell curve of his diaphragm and the scallops of his pectorals, before the solid angles of his collar bones and the column of his neck. Off. Green hair bouncing a bit after the collar scuffs from his head and he traces the shirt's path down one arm and finally off the last.

Fucking throw the damn shirt! What stripteaser pauses the routine and folds up the clothing?! Unless it's some maid kink... Izuku gets a free pass for tossing clothes. This time.

Yeah, lower light is much better. The clash of shadow and illumination makes the defines easier to see, more noticeable. That fucking arm brace has no business being as sexy as it is.]

I'm trying to get you out of them.

[defendure]

[ Spoilers: Izuku has no idea the arm brace is sexy. He just forgets it's on sometimes because it does its job and keeps his elbow supported and from giving him too much pain. Sometimes when he forgets to wear it he can be caught wincing if he moves it wrong or overestimates it. It's not like it's totally wrecked, but it's the sort of injury you'd expect on an older hero - something he has to maintain that acts up in bad weather.

Unlike Katsuki, he wears his jeans at a normal level on his waist. It means up over his hips at a casual level but not really low enough to be as tempting as Katsuki's fuck all approach might be. He wears his belts for security, too, less for fashion.

Undoes the belt pretty slow, because it's another time waster. They've been undressed together before, but never in this context.

And never when it was okay to stare this much. The light might be lower, but Izuku knows he's flushed. And some of the details are blurred in the dimness - sometimes freckles on his skin stick out if he's at the right angle as he moves, but sometimes Katsuki has to really pay attention to focus on the pieces that make up the whole.

His fingers are slightly crooked sometimes. But they're deft getting his own belt off. He'd probably fuck up with Katsuki's. ]

I think I'm supposed to make you work for that.

[ The belt isn't tossed aside immediately even as it's drawn out. Instead he rolls it in his palms. ]

[blastedass]

[Jeeze. Barely seventeen and his arm's already an old geezer. Older than All Might himself. Someone should've taught him not to break it so much. Katsuki knows why the brace is that, what it stands for, and though he wants to punch him in the head a few times for being so fucking reckless (and for taking half a god damn year to remember he's got LEGS), most of him is just glad that's the worst damage Deku came out of the learning experience with. Physically.

Just make sure you keep that shit washed and clean... Or have a few of them to rotate.

Hmph, so what if he lets his jeans sag! Thing is, Izuku's able to sport a shirtless jeans look and it surprisingly doesn't look stupid on him. Though he still looks more like a kid going out for a car wash than a shirtless model waiting for the next shoot. His attention slips back to reality as each slip flip click of Izuku's belt comes over the music. Wasting time, impatience growing, and he actually moves his arm on instinct to grab at it before the scarf pulls back.

Fucking bonds.

At the very least, Izuku hasn't really lost much of the deftness of his fingers, despite the scarring. Far as Katsuki's seen, the guy still has his motor skills. If he blamed fumbling with the blonde's belt on his wrecked hand, Katsuki's call him out for the likely excuse and instead pin it on Izuku being nervous about undoing his belt. Ego pat! While his eyes pay attention to the freckles that keep fading in and out of his view.]

Shit. Dunno how I'm gonna do that; my hands are tied.

[And grins (leers) right up at the guy with a belt held in his palms.]

[defendure]

[ Izuku's not gonna do anything with the belt right now, anyway. They've never discussed...anything about sex, other than having it, and very vague preferences of "yeah, that" during those slightly more intense make out sessions. So it's not exactly the time to test out impact play or something.

Izuku gets the feeling Katsuki'd rather dole that out than take it anyway. He tosses the belt aside as well, a little more carefully since the buckle could catch at something if he doesn't aim. ]

Yeah. But your mouth isn't...so, why don't you persuade me, Kacchan?

[blastedass]

[Smack him with that belt and he will Howitzer your face. Or ass. Whichever's closer. Still, there's something intimidating and arousing with the way Izuku's just fondling the fucking thing. Katsuki's eyes stick to the boy's hands, watching the way they turn the leather in their palms and run fingers over the surface.

Kind of wishes he were the fucking belt. Until it gets flung to the side and now he's no longer interested in the belt. Yeah, don't hit something with that. The bit of "messiness" in the striptease is nice. Izuku's not a slob by any means so seeing him just chuck clothes...]

From here or do you want me to come closer?

[Deliberately tracing his tongue around his lips.]

[defendure]

You can't come closer without admitting you lose. But that's up to you, isn't it?

[ He's definitely not as confident as he's pretending to be here. But...he's not as nervous as he could be, either. The potent mix of nerves and anxiety includes a lot of anticipation and eagerness. And there's some confidence in there.

He knows Katsuki wants him. It's visible. And he can hear it in his voice.

But...

Izuku wants Katsuki to have to admit it, too. His thumbs hook in the now empty belt loops on the hips of his jeans, and he's watching Katsuki like he has all the time in the world.

They don't have any other plans tonight besides this after all. ]

[blastedass]

Deal was not to break out; I can still move with my hands bound.

[Even as he says that in his superior tone, chin lifting haughtily, Katsuki doesn't make to move forward. Back pressing to the bed a little more firmly than a normal slouch. If Izuku's noticing details, the bones on the top of one foot are flexing slightly as Katsuki braces against the floor, stopping himself from lunging. Cause he fucking wants to, binds or not.

Fucking poser in front of him, thumbs hooked in his loops like that, as if he could wait all night for him. Probably could, since they locked this night away in the schedule for this. His eyes narrow, teeth baring a little on one side as the blonde clicks his tongue. Someone's gonna be flexing his proverbial muscle.]

I wanna see it. The rest of you. This isn't enough to satisfy me.

[defendure]

Can't break out as long as I have clothes on unless you admit you lost.

[ Izuku agrees, easily. The semantics matter for this. It's a game, and definitely foreplay, and
he's absolutely watching the subtle play of expression and the suppressed motion given away by subtle flexes of muscle.

He's leveraging himself here. That Katsuki wants to have sex with him more than he wants to cling to his pride, and it's a different sort of power trip than the kind Katsuki might wander down. Making Katsuki admit he has value is...well, it's probably a weird kink somehow but whatever.

He undoes the button at the top of his jeans, doing a slow spin. ]

But is Kacchan more into my ass or
seeing the front first, huh?

[blastedass]

[Katsuki growls at him for the counter argument. Little shit's got contingency plans...

Fucking semantics. Still, there's something thrilling about it he's not able to deny and has to press himself a bit harder against the bed and floor to keep himself there. Wouldn't it be great to just shove up, grab him, and pin him to the floor? Hell yeah. But then he'd admit he lost... Fuck no!

Oh! Button's undone, so he did something right. His eyes lock onto it like a cat seeing a red laser dot. Talking to Izuku about how he values him is kind of a rare thing for him; doesn't like sappy chats. But with his eyes glued to the slightly-open V above his pelvis, yeah, hard to say he's completely unwilling right now as Izuku rotates, giving him a panoramic view of his jeans cutting across the slender, but toned sculpture of his waistline.]

Got a better idea... do it from the side, then I can see both.

[Izuku has a fucking nice profile.]

[defendure]

You know...if we're seeing if you can win by not moving, there have to be stakes, right?

[ He does sway to the side, humming a little as he looks at Katsuki from under his eyelashes. They've always been too competitive for their own good and neither of them has ever turned down a dare.

Izuku licks his lips as he toys with the zipper. ]

Y'know, Kacchan...I-I know we haven't really talked about it much. You said you wanted to...fuck... [ Why's he stumbling over the word? Because he doesn't swear much and they haven't done it before. ] But we never really talked about how or what...'cause, see, I want you to f-fuck [ He's trying so hard to seem composed but he's failing equally as hard ] me, but I want to do you too, and I want to have everything tonight but -

[ He's rambling. Stalled out stripping. ]

It's hard to pick what to do first, isn't it? So if you don't move until all my clothes are off, you win and you get to decide what we do first. But, if you break away from there and touch me? I win, and I get to choose what we do.

[ One of those shy smiles, as he shimmies his jeans down a bit. ]

That work?

[blastedass]

Bragging rights isn't good enough for you?

[Said with the obvious sarcasm of an understood "bring it on, shrimp" challenge. Katsuki narrows his gaze as Izuku drifts to the side, tracing from the humming vibe of his throat to the slow undulation of his body. Can't turn down a dare with this guy. Even if he really wants to blast that damn zipper off right now.]

Uh-huh... [The noise comes out thicker and semi-distracted, not minding too much that Izuku's stumbling a bit over the word. Kind of amusing, but he's got his attention locked more on the sight in front of him than that. Still, hearing Izuku say "fuck" is a bit of a turn on. And also a thrum on the nerves cause yeah... first time.

He flicks his eyes up again. Okay now the conversation is a bit more grabbing. Didn't talk about it, yeah, but he did want to fuck, to put it bluntly. Katsuki scowls a little, impatience starting to bubble.] We can't fuck each other at the same time, dumbass.

[Well, they can with certain toys or substitutes, but... not what he figures Izuku's getting at. And he can't say he doesn't see where this dare is going either. A grin cracks across his lips when the other boy finally gets the terms out and he leans back against the bed.]

The don't get without touching distance of me. Cause you'll be real disappointed when I don't move.

[Totally gonna statue it down here and try not to come in his pants while Izuku takes his damn clothes off. Shouldn't be that hard, right? RIGHT?! ... Those jeans creep and inch lower on hips he's certainly touched before and it doesn't seem like it's gonna be easy almost immediately.

Fuck.]

[defendure]

One of these days you're going to stop underestimating me.

[ It's not like he had much on, but Izuku didn't actually intend to play fair, and Katsuki agreed to terms he probably shouldn't have. He...definitely has to hop a little once he gets his jeans down his thighs to get them off fuck okay that's probably not sexy minus the part where they're coming off but look, if there's one thing he'll stake his life on right now, it's that he can maybe probably break his boyfriend.

He just has to be willing to play really really dirty. Jeans are off. Socks got lost a while ago. Arm brace and boxers, because Izuku was wearing an average amount of clothing for a teenage boy who doesn't much care about it. ]

I won't count my arm brace 'cause it kinda hurts a bit today. But, I don't need that to break you, Kacchan.

[ With one piece of clothing left. But he looks fairly calm about it, if you don't count how damn red he is under all the freckles. ]

[blastedass]

Keep proving me wrong and I just might.

[Might. Maybe he did just fuck himself over by those terms, but hell if he's going to buckle or ask for leniency. Propping himself firmly against the bed, Katsuki narrows his eyes at the other boy, lingering on the hem of his jeans as they go further and further down his legs. There's that little constellation of freckles on his thigh. A small "che-" of taunting slips out when Izuku hops like that and he settles himself into his seated pose. Can't be jacked up in the shoulders or something that'll cramp.

Thing is, Izuku might've screwed up as well. Cause if Katsuki ends up breaking and touching him... sex is still on. Even if it's gonna be awkward first time sex.

And the green-haired boy is down to two articles left. How's he plan on pulling off a win with just two moves in his arsenal? Katsuki tilts his head back slightly, a smug expression dragging at his lips, superior eyes still wandering.]

Leave it on. It's kinda hot.

[Okay it's actually pretty fucking hot and Katsuki catches himself looking at it from under Izuku's sleeve. Something about the skin it hides and yet it's tight enough to grip close and accent everything. Probably the same reason spandex and skin-tight clothes are really sexy despite not being, you know, naked.

Better not be fucking your arm up for this...

[So maybe one slight chink in the heat right now. Izuku mentioned pain and Katsuki knows him. So one word of caution.]

[defendure]

Just don't twist this arm today. [ It's a flippant response, but Izuku isn't that worried. His arm hurts off and on, sometimes related to the weather, sometimes related to strain of using it more on one day or another. Katsuki has yet to try to use that injury against him in a fight, for whatever reason. Maybe he just doesn't want to be responsible for a permanent injury at this point? Not like Izuku doesn't have a few childhood scars that could be laid entirely at Katsuki's doorstep, but that's a world different from how much damage Izuku has done to his own body and what sort of damage could end his career.

Izuku's counting on the fact that Katsuki hates to lose - even if losing still has the same result somewhere down the line, he probably doesn't want to admit defeat.

But Izuku wants him to admit defeat. He leans against the desk instead of moving to strip his boxers off, a hand to either side as he gnaws around his lip. Sucks it in and chews, gaze a little skittishly shy like the virgin he is, although he always gets a little flustered when it comes to relationship stuff in general. It's so much easier to be confident about fighting a villain than it is to be confident about this.

But being a mess of nerves and anxiety has never stopped him from trying to win before, and it isn't going to start here and now. His teeth let go of their grip, and Izuku's gaze steadies, resting on Katsuki. ]

Don't look anywhere else, okay?

[ Earnest, quiet, and threaded with something soft as he watches. He's got one piece of clothing left, but he doesn't have to take it off right now. There's other things he can do. Katsuki's not allowed to touch, but Izuku can if he wants to. His knuckles are white on the desk - thankfully his Quirk isn't on or that would be toast - but one pulls off to fiddle with the waist of his boxers before palming down the front.

He's not in any rush, but it's a clear signal that he's going to be doing something else for Katsuki to watch but not touch. ]

[blastedass]

Fuck. That's the only thing that'll make me cum. [Flippant response gets a sarcastic rejoinder. Shouldn't be worried. Katsuki usually tries to be lighter on that arm when they're tumbling on the bed. While he doesn't use it against Izuku in a fight, can't say he treats it with any favors during sparring either, not willing to let Izuku handicap himself further by counting on someone to show it mercy. Has to learn to quickly get it out of the way or protect that weak spot. Of course he's seen the scars he's left on Izuku, physical or otherwise. They're painful reminders, but part of the maturity the blonde had to accept and work through. (And yeah, finally stopped breaking yourself, Deku.)

Hell if he's gonna admit defeat! Even if this is a little silly, since sex is happening regardless, it's their first time and of course Katsuki's gunning for the top position. He's not anyone's bitch!

An ashen brow pops upward when Izuku opts to prop himself on the desk. The fuck's he doing? Supposed to be going for those damn boxers. This is a strip tease, not a fucking modeling gig... wait, no strip teases do have modelly dancey bits. Hyped up about this as he is, Katsuki finds himself noticing all the little details. From the curve of Izuku's lip over his teeth to the skirt of his eyes off to the side accenting the flush on his face. Shit, why's that suddenly coming off as sexy? Does he even know he's doing that?! And the way he's braced on the desk is doing some damn nice stuff to his arms and shoulders.

Katsuki actually twitches his head back in unconscious jump when that lip springs free of its white captors. Fuck.]

Why the hell would I?

[His eyes are locked onto him, predatory narrowed in curiosity, suspicion, focus, etc. Is he gonna take it off? Is he gonna do something with the desk? He's not allowed to touch Izuku, but something's definitely making the other boy nervous. Dammit, Deku, just make your fucking move so he can counter it--

hand off desk
fingers fiddling with hem
palm cupping down

Oh you fucking asshole.]

Don't make me regret this, Deku.

[defendure]

[ Katsuki can gun for whatever he wants. Izuku's not going to show any mercy here either, although honestly whatever he's gunning for is up in the air; he wants every first that's up for grabs here and he's less trying to force a specific configuration with this bet than he is sort of...

Well. Competition and daring one another further and further over every line is kind of foreplay for them, isn't it? Right now, the thing he wants most is for his boyfriend to lose this little game because he wants to touch that much.

Izuku's head tips back a hair, not enough so he can't see but just kind of an inhale and reaction to his own touch. ]

I don't think you're supposed to regret getting to see me get myself off to you, though?

[ They're stupid boxers. At least All Might's face isn't on them, since he knew what was happening tonight, but they're definitely blue with red and white accents. Go figure.

And his crooked fingers are sliding through the front slit. The other hand's still braced on the desk he's leaning against, and he adjusts his legs, spreading them a little bit and getting more comfortable. ]

It doesn't look like you're not interested.

[ He can see that much. ]

[blastedass]

[Damn right he will! He doesn't want any of that mercy either; Izuku's able to give him a challenge now and despite their clashing relationship at times, Katsuki likes that challenge. Sex probably isn't the best thing to get all competitive over, but it's these two, so when's anything not?

The bet's more about who's gonna guide the ship. That's what Katsuki's lasering in on. As for foreplay being teasing and challenging... uh, yeah. That's kinda completely correct. And it's a fucking pain in the ass cause he can feel his fingers twitching, brain playing back all the sensations he's memorized when it comes to touching Izuku.

And he can't.

That head tips back, he could be touching his throat when it tightens in that gasp or the upturned tilt of his chin.] I don't fucking "regret" shit. [Well, ignoring the years of bullying.] But I'm not gonna LIKE not getting to fucking touch you. [Talking is an ironic assistance right now, keeping his mind focused on words rather than sensations he can't have, dammit.] I've watched you jerk off before...

[Never like this though. No, if he ever pulls Izuku's pants down and sees All Might staring at him, he's pulling those pants right back up and stalking off at full wilt. No, won't even pull them up. The color's less important than the bulge and where Izuku's touching. Fingers vanishing inside the front, his eyes jerking down to Izuku's legs when he spreads them, to his arm when he braces, fuck this is annoying as shit.]

You're almost naked. Of course I'm fucking interested...

[At least he's not being an ass enough to drag his legs up and cover himself.]

[defendure]

You haven't really seen me jerk off before, though?

[ They've made out a lot and heavy petting has been involved, but this is an escalation of sorts - well, the entire night is. He's definitely come undone grinding against Katsuki before but so far his clothes have mostly stayed on minus a torn off shirt or twenty.

...Katsuki doesn't really seem to care about ruining his very fashionable shirts for some unknown reason. ]

But, if you want to touch me, all you have to do is admit you lost, you know? [ That's mean, but he says it with something of a flickering smile as he works up his nerve.

Could just jerk off without showing much, but at some point tonight cocks would have had to come out and Izuku's tugging his free. He's still way too red, but his expression is more defiant than shy right this second.

His teeth are teasing at his lip again as he gives himself a slow stroke. He's half hard, just from kissing and stripping like this with Katsuki's eyes on him.

Kinda tempted to drag it out just to have Katsuki's totally undivided attention, really. Of course he'd get off to that. ]