#bkdk π a/b/o, manipulation, questionable use of cum (idk how 2 tag)
katsuki turns off the timer, grabs his mittens and prepares to take out the tray of pastry from the oven. a batch of hot, steaming cinnamon rolls come into view.
"kacchan, are they ready yet?"
katsuki turns off the timer, grabs his mittens and prepares to take out the tray of pastry from the oven. a batch of hot, steaming cinnamon rolls come into view.
"kacchan, are they ready yet?"
katsuki grunts, setting the tray on the cooling rack and taking off his oven mittens before he answers izuku properly.
"just took them out of the oven. i'll put the icing and then it's ready to go."
an excited squeal can be heard from the far side of the living room.
"just took them out of the oven. i'll put the icing and then it's ready to go."
an excited squeal can be heard from the far side of the living room.
katsuki smirks too, but for all the different reasons.
he wipes his hands with a clean dishcloth and proceeds to unbuckle his belt.
you see, deku, as much of a good roommate he is, is oblivious as fuck. no matter how many times katsuki tried to show his affection towards +
he wipes his hands with a clean dishcloth and proceeds to unbuckle his belt.
you see, deku, as much of a good roommate he is, is oblivious as fuck. no matter how many times katsuki tried to show his affection towards +
the green-haired man, it was always mistaken for something elseβor worse, completely (yet unintentionally) brushed off. and katsuki, being the hotheaded pushover that he is, took this as a challenge instead.
maybe if katsuki makes izuku's omega submit, he will finally realize.
maybe if katsuki makes izuku's omega submit, he will finally realize.
it started out tameβor at least, as tame as katsuki thinks. leaving his scent all around the apartment so izuku would be able to smell him at all time, thus imprinting katsuki scent into the very pores of the omega's body. then he went for an even bolder approach such as +
sneaking some of his (heavily scented) clothes in izuku's laundry hamper. it was almost too easy, izuku wasn't even questioning how his wardrobe seemingly doubled in size over the course of a month, but katsuki knows it's not enough just yet.
he needs something bigger.
he needs something bigger.
when he read an article about how an alpha's cum can act as an aphrodisiac to unmated omegas, he knew what he had to do.
katsuki started preparing izuku's meals himself, to which the omega was confused at first but later on cheerily obliged. 'kacchan's cooking is the best +
katsuki started preparing izuku's meals himself, to which the omega was confused at first but later on cheerily obliged. 'kacchan's cooking is the best +
after all, so who am i to decline a good offer?'
little did he know.
he starts with something small, like izuku's morning coffee. the omega always takes it with an exorbitant amount of milk, so what's a few pumps more, right?
little did he know.
he starts with something small, like izuku's morning coffee. the omega always takes it with an exorbitant amount of milk, so what's a few pumps more, right?
then he realized that pastries were an easier type of food to tamper on, which brings katsuki back to the matter at hand.
his cock is already half-hard from thinking about how this might affect izuku's omega. he had never gone for a more... direct method of incorporating +
his cock is already half-hard from thinking about how this might affect izuku's omega. he had never gone for a more... direct method of incorporating +
his cum in izuku's food, always mixing it with something else so the other ingredients would mask the taste of it. but tonight, he wants to go all out.
katsuki takes himself in one hand and sets off a languid pace, paying attention on his already dripping head +
katsuki takes himself in one hand and sets off a languid pace, paying attention on his already dripping head +
while imagining how tight izuku must feel around him. how heavenly would it be, to have the most perfect omega bouncing on his cock and begging for his knot, a steady stream of tears pouring on his freckled cheeks. fuck.
"fuckingβshit, deku." how would izuku's ass feel +
"fuckingβshit, deku." how would izuku's ass feel +
in his hands? his mouth stretched wide around katsuki's cock, sucking him in until the length of it reaches his throat. how would izuku look like when he's knocked up, soft, bouncy tits leaking milk against katsuki's tongue and shit, shβ
katsuki cums all over the cinnamon rolls,
katsuki cums all over the cinnamon rolls,
staining the golden brown pastry with his own translucent white.
lightly panting, katsuki tucks himself back in and reaches for the bowl of the /actual/ icing and pours it all over the cinnamon rolls.
"oi nerd, come here and give it a taste."
lightly panting, katsuki tucks himself back in and reaches for the bowl of the /actual/ icing and pours it all over the cinnamon rolls.
"oi nerd, come here and give it a taste."
a pair of excited footsteps resound around the apartment and then izuku is in front of him eyeing the batch of freshly baked pastries with stars in his eyes.
"they look so good!"
"'course they are, i made them."
"kacchan is the best as always!"
"they look so good!"
"'course they are, i made them."
"kacchan is the best as always!"
katsuki gives him the one that's mostly covered in his cum. izuku accepts it with a wide smile and takes a bite.
hook, line, and sinker.
the omega hums thoughtfully, chewing for a good few seconds before swallowing it down. when he opens his eyes, katsuki can see that +
hook, line, and sinker.
the omega hums thoughtfully, chewing for a good few seconds before swallowing it down. when he opens his eyes, katsuki can see that +
they're a little dilated; the once brilliant shade of green now eclipsed by his enlarged pupils. katsuki can also sense a shift in izuku's scentβstill subtle at the moment, but the smell of mint and sea breeze are becoming more poignant with each second that passes.
katsuki's alpha roars in his chest, ordering him to tear the omega's clothes apart and give him what he clearly wants, but he stands his ground. if he waited for months for this exact moment to happen, then he could wait a few more seconds.
and then it hits. the undeniable smell of slick, a siren's call that couldn't be mistaken for anything else other than pure lust and need.
izuku is blooming for him.
izuku is blooming for him.
uhhhh... yeah........... i just did that π§ββοΈ sry if its kinda incoherent i didnt mean for it to be this long and also idw make promises but i might write the smut part tmr just bonk my head and remind me abt it..... not w the reminder b0ts tho i hate them :') ty friends and gn <3
@nanadazel wow that rhymed put that on a sign or sth
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