Izuku called out Katsuki's name from the kitchen, his voice carrying a hint of frustration as he surveyed the mess left behind from Katsuki's cooking endeavors. Sauce splattered across the countertop, flour dusting the floor, and pots and pans strewn haphazardly around the stove.
But there was no reply from Katsuki, no sign that he had heard Izuku's call. Frowning, Izuku stepped closer to the kitchen doorway, peering into the living room where Katsuki had been moments before.
"Katsuki?" Izuku called again, a touch of concern creeping into his voice now. Still, there was no response.
With a sigh, Izuku set about cleaning up the mess himself, his thoughts wandering to where Katsuki might have disappeared to. He couldn't help but wonder if something was wrong, if Katsuki was upset about something or if he had simply gotten distracted by something else.
Izuku entered the bedroom with a sense of irritation, ready to unleash a tirade about the mess in the kitchen, but his words caught in his throat as he saw Katsuki standing there, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Izuku asked, his voice laced with confusion as he took in Katsuki's posture. His hands were tucked behind his back, and that smirk on his face... something was definitely up.
Katsuki's grin widened as he noticed Izuku's gaze flicker downwards, and Izuku's eyes widened in surprise as he saw the bulge in Katsuki's grey sweats. His breath caught in his throat, a blush rising to his cheeks as he realized what Katsuki was hiding.
"What's that?" Izuku asked, his voice barely a whisper as he gestured towards the hidden object.
Katsuki's grin turned positively wicked as he stepped closer to Izuku, his gaze locking with his. "Why don't you come closer and find out?" he teased, his voice low and husky.
Izuku's heart pounded in his chest as he closed the distance between them, his curiosity growing with each step. He reached out to touch Katsuki's chest, feeling the warmth of his skin through the soft fabric of his t-shirt.
Katsuki's hands remained behind his back, his grin growing even wider as he reveled in Izuku's anticipation. "Close your eyes," he instructed, his voice barely more than a whisper.
Izuku complied, shutting his eyes tight as he waited for Katsuki to reveal whatever he was hiding. He could feel the anticipation building inside him, his breath coming faster as he wondered what Katsuki had in store for him.
Katsuki's lips curled into a sly grin as he hovered over Izuku, the handcuffs in his hand reflecting a mischievous glint. Izuku, lying there with his hands now secured above his head, raised an eyebrow as he teased, "What, couldn't control yourself while I was away?"
Katsuki chuckled, a low, husky sound that sent shivers down Izuku's spine. "Maybe I just missed you," he replied, his voice laced with desire. He leaned down, capturing Izuku's lips in a heated kiss, their tongues dancing in a sensual rhythm.
Izuku moaned into the kiss, the restraints adding an unexpected layer of excitement. Katsuki pulled away, his eyes dark with lust as he trailed hot kisses down Izuku's neck, leaving a fiery trail in his wake.
"Katsuki," Izuku whispered, his breath hitching as Katsuki's hands explored his exposed skin. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
Katsuki smirked, his fingers tracing tantalizing patterns on Izuku's torso. "Damn right, Deku. You've got no idea how much I've wanted this," he confessed, his voice low and throaty.
Katsuki's lips trailed down Izuku's torso, leaving a scorching path of kisses in their wake. As he neared Izuku's jeans, he paused, his hot breath teasing the sensitive skin.
