~ deku / izuku oneshots ~

pick me (spicy dekubowl)

Izuku's throat tightens uncomfortably at the fingers still pressed against him, but allows his body to get dragged onto the white marble. Shigaraki sits next to him, always too close for comfort. Cursing his luck, the green-haired male was about to speak up when the villain beat him to the chase.

"I didn't expect you heroes to be here so late at night." The words whispered past his lips like a silent hiss.
Eyes caught the glint of metal in Jiro's studded jeans as she made her way down the huge spiral staircase, right towards where they were sitting. Taking this opportunity, Izuku turned harshly to face Shigaraki and half-snarled at him. "What do you want." It was more of a statement than anything.

"Don't be so snarky, Next-might."
Izuku didn't have the time to fully understand his words before he felt chapped lips on his.

By the time he came to, his small gasp allowed the villain to shove his tongue down his throat, tightening his fingers accidentally. Izuku bit down on the foreign tongue in his mouth and tasted blood almost immediately, iron-y and colder than his own. He felt some dribble down his chin, but the villain didn't seem to want to stop the show of dominance between both males. Despite knowing he'd have to thoroughly explain to Kacchan later on, he couldn't have anyone finding out about One for All.

The greenette reached up his own hand to wrap around Shigaraki's neck, pressing against scarring tissue. A low growl left the villain's lips just as his trembling fingers made their way off Izuku's neck. Pressing harder in response, Izuku moved his mouth hard against the blue-haired man and allowed himself to suck remaining blood off the other's lip - just soft enough. As soon as he captured his lips again, a surprised screech reached his ears and he pulled away in a pretend-confused haze.

Shigaraki took a little longer to come to his senses, just as Izuku had initially hoped. He gave a significant look at a startled Uraraka and swept lightly over some of his classmates with the same soft demanding tone. The villain widened his eyes and snapped his head towards the newcomers, too far away to recapture his fingers on the greenette's neck. He cleared his throat and gulped down the iron taste in his mouth.

"Izuku, who's this?"
"I'm his boyfriend." Tomura answered before Izuku could, thanking the heavens for the barely-on hoodie covering his hair.
"What do you me-" The way Kirishima's speech cut off as Izuku finally made eye contact with him and showed the same silent pleading telling him he'd explain later was thankfully unnoticed by Shigaraki.
Moving one hand to softly wipe off some blood from the corner of Izuku's lips, Shigaraki looked almost entranced, enamoured. "Hm? Let's show them, bunny." And his lips were captured once more.

The quick way Izuku's eyes widened and made a small grimace-like narrowing didn't go unnoticed by his friends before they witnessed something horrifically electrifying. Some would say the greenette wasn't one to show massive amounts of public affection, but they knew he must be good if Bakugo himself seemed as attached as he was to the man. The previously innocent male didn't take long to tilt his head, forcing his lips harsher against Tomura. The villain sucked in a moan, allowing the hero to move rhythmically against him in a fight for power. On a particularly hard clash, Izuku moved his hand harshly back against Shigaraki's neck, closing in strong fingers and pulling his whole head against his lips. Tomura was drowning in pleasure when the greenette squeezed softly, contrasting how his teeth ground down on his tongue once more.

Whatever small flow rushed against his lips before was now accentuated as blood dripped down both chins, dangerously dripping on Izuku's white sleeve still holding onto the rough neck underneath his scarred fingertips. He used force to hold Tomura in place with a tight hold as he pulled away, leading his lips to Shigaraki's ear.

"The relationship stays between us, hm?"
Despite knowing he was talking about All Might and the young hero before him - a slight threat against spilling over One for All and it's process - Tomura couldn't help the low moan that slipped past him. Izuku's hold on his neck was still there as he was pushed back, knowing he'd be ground against a wall if there happened to be one behind him. The blue villain looked up to green whirlpools and held both his hands up in a surrendering motion before turning and backing away, eventually walking and breaking into a sprint towards the mall doors.