[Shouto's not even hiding how eager he is. It sparks something possessive in him, and Izuku settles right in between his legs without hesitation.]
Gladly. [Izuku runs his hands up Shouto's legs before gripping his thighs with a roughness so different from his gentler touches from last time. His rut feeds into his impatience, and unlike before, Izuku doesn't slow down and take the time to make sure Shouto's wet enough. He can smell the slick already and that's all the proof Izuku needs before he's lining up and pushing inside with one swift thrust.]
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Gladly. [Izuku runs his hands up Shouto's legs before gripping his thighs with a roughness so different from his gentler touches from last time. His rut feeds into his impatience, and unlike before, Izuku doesn't slow down and take the time to make sure Shouto's wet enough. He can smell the slick already and that's all the proof Izuku needs before he's lining up and pushing inside with one swift thrust.]