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his face. He sat on the stairs. At his feet, lay a pale body that was much too still.

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Eyes wide, mouth agape, and stomach dropping to his feet.

He wasn't seeing what he was seeing. Couldn't be.

“Kacchan!” Deku gasped out around a wet sob. “I-I don't—I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” Tears flowed freely down his cheeks, cutting a clean line through the blood smeared across the lower half of

Deku was certain to downplay how he did, but Katsuki planned to knock that forced humility out of him!

His hero journey was just about to begin. Deku would be at his side each step of the way. They would be unstoppable!

Yet he froze the moment he shut the door behind him.

Giant robots, the number he murdered—even that chubby cheeked girl he saved from getting crushed. He couldn't wait to see that starry look in Deku's eyes as he would describe kicking the head off a robot's shoulders. In turn he planned to grill the nerd on his own exams.

His muscles screamed with the pleasant burn from going all out. He knows he aced the entrance exam, certain to have even gotten bonus points for the first aid trick question. His blood still pumped hard, he wanted to be home already to tell Deku all about the practical portion.

Having successfully flustered his nerd, Katuski gave a small wave goodbye.

He pulled up his hood against the chilled morning air. He was determined to come back with news to make Deku proud.

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Katsuki struggled to put one foot in front of the other.

tongue across the nerd's lips. They parted on queue. Deku moaned as Katsuki rolled his tongue deep. He pulled back from spit soaked lips, and gave one last tiny peck. “Knock 'em dead nerd.”

“You-you too Kacchan!” He answered breathlessly, a tiny bit of pink high on his cheekbones.

now sported thin scars rather than obvious damage.

A soft pink flooded his face. He played with his fingers a moment and mumbled out, “...a-a good luck kiss?”

Katsuki smirked and lifted Deku's chin up. “You don't need good luck.” He touched their lips together a few times before swiping his

“Just stay calm.”

The other boy nodded along, “I read the practicals can be pretty brutal. Stay safe today Kacchan!”

“Of course! Who the hell do you think I am?” He chomped down on one of those plump cheeks. “You need a top up?” The night before Deku had sucked the life out of him, and his wrists

However, that came with security measures in the form of a single use laptop and monitoring to make sure no cheating occurred. They could only hope that whoever proctored Deku's exam didn't recognize him.

“You're smart as shit, they'd be stupid not to pass you.” Katsuki reassured him.

While Katsuki would set foot on the fabled UA in just an hour, Deku would be taking his exam via computer. He'd managed to massage things enough in the documentation to show it'd be too dangerous for him to take the exam on site.

morning. His blood was already pumping, raring to go for the challenge ahead.

“I'm a-a bit nervous. I don't have a practical since I'm applying to General, but they require the web cam on the entire time. I have to show my face...”

It was the day of the entrance exams.

He eventually mumbled out, “Maybe we should have put blood on one, and semen on the other to see if they repaired at different rates.”

He ruffled the nerd's hair. “Too late now.”

“Hmm, maybe next time.”

“There ain't gonna be a fucking 'next time'!”

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“Are you ready nerd?” Katsuki asked that

I wonder if blood has a different impact than semen on such things.”

“We ain't testing that now nerd.” Katsuki grumbled and pulled him out of the workshop. “C'mon, we both stink. Let's take a bath.”

He received no response. Deku was focused on his wrists, holding them in front of his eyes.

“I can feel my finger tips again! Amazing!”

Katsuki fell back with a sigh of relief. He's glad that worked. He didn't want the nerd's hands to rot off. “Looks like a single application isn't enough.”

“Hmm, yeah but they're definitely stuck on now.

Katsuki subconsciously held his breath in the moment. The angry red edges of the cuts and sutures faded to a light pink. The cuts didn't close completely, but what looked like a week's worth of healing happened in mere moments.

“Wow!” Deku cried out and twisted his hands this way and that.

Katsuki smeared the spunk around Deku's wrists, carefully rubbing it into the new suture line. “Feel anything?”

“Huh? Oh! Umm...” Deku's face did that stupid cute thing, nose wrinkling as he concentrated. “It's...it's tingling.”

They both watched his wrists with laser focus.

managed to pant out. He grimaced in disgust as he spread the cooling cum between his palms. Deku stretched out his hands obediently and he couldn't help but shiver regarding the control he had in the moment.

around the digit in his mouth. Katsuki couldn't help but spill over the moment Deku's face melted into one of pure pleading. He barely had the place of mind to catch his spend in his hand. Deku gave a little sigh of disappointment when he'd yanked his hand away.

“Hold out your hands.” Katsuki

Deku's eyes took on that hazy look, possibly scenting Katsuki's pre-cum on the air. He whined a bit when the blond sped up the strokes on his cock. His finger had long stopped bleeding but Deku kept sucking, likely knowing how much it revved Katsuki up at that point.

“Mmf, Kacchan!” He mumbled out

A blow job would be nice, but he kept enough of his mind to remember one of the tests Deku suggested—direct application to wounds. Katsuki had shot it down at the time because he didn't want the nerd to be injured. There was nothing wrong with taking advantage of the situation.

The rest of the blood in his system rushed south—Deku's got him pavloved by that point. He fished his erection out to stroke in time with the movement of the wriggling tongue.

“Kacchan?”

The soft voice brought him back to reality. He shook his head and shoved his finger into Deku's mouth with little fanfare. “Don't do that shit again.” He demanded lowly.

If Deku responded, he didn't hear it. His tongue danced around Katsuki's finger, lapping up every bit of blood.

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prostate on each pass.

“Ahn! St—nngh! No! Ah!” Izuku was desperate for it to stop. He struggled to call out, “Please! Oh go—nng! I'll do—ungh, ungh—what you-you say!”

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Again and again, as though he intended to kill the smaller man that way. The handle smacked hard against the bruises already blooming on Izuku's skin. He screamed as it bullied his insides, feeling as though his guts were being torn through while at the same time the twisting rod slid across his

He slid a hand around to Izuku's front, fondling the limp member there. Horribly, it started to fill out from the attention. “You need to do time for your crimes. I'm just turning you into a model citizen.”

He slammed the baton in harder and faster.

He kept the crawling pace going, torturing him with the alien sensation. “That's it. Take it! Gonna open you up nice and good.”

Izuku sobbed, unable to hold the tears back anymore. “Stop! Let me go!”

“Nah. What kind of cop would I be if I just let every scumbag go when they beg for it? 'sides...”

“Fuuuck~” Bakugo hissed, “That ass just swallowed it up!” He pulled the rod out slowly before pushing it back in while twisting.

“Ah! Nnng—stop! Take it out!”

Bakugo watched the baton disappear and reappear. His greedy eyes caught each shudder and twitch Izuku's body gave.