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bakvrue ยท 1 year
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"Did you have a good party, birthday boy?"
Your legs swing absent-mindedly as you sit on your kitchen island eating another slice of Katsukiโ€™s birthday cake.
"Birthday boy? I thought I was Birthday King." He points at the sash hanging off his chest, makes himself comfortable between your legs. 'Birthday King' is very clearly written in big orange letters across his wide chest. He is right but...
"Kings are supposed to be big and commanding, not as cute as you were today."
"Oh, is that so?" He raises his eyebrows at you. "So you're saying Kings can't be cute?"
"Are you just gonna gloss over me calling you cute?" You take another bite of cake, trying to hide your playful grin from his searching eyes.
You turn the fork to him, offering him a bite of cake, to which he refuses.
"Nah, there's something else I want to eat."
His hands rub up your thighs, and you take another bite of cake.
"Right now?"
"Right now."
You take the last bite of cake and put your plate down. "Even when there are dishes still to be done."
"It's my birthday, are you going to deny me?"
You wrap your arms around his neck as he leans over you. Your breath mingling as his lips get closer and closer to yours, until everything else fades away and he's all you can see.
"Never."
His lips crash into yours, and you pull him closer to you, kissing him until your lungs are burning, until you're both tearing at eachothers clothes desperately needing to feel the others' skin. Until he's knealing with your legs thrown over his shoulders as he makes you cum on his tounge, your flavor better to him than cake. Until you taste yourself on his tongue as he slides inside you, thrusting into you as you grab onto his shoulders and he bites your neck. Until he's panting your name as he fills you with cum, and even after than when you both somehow make it to bed.
He lays exhasted on your chest, his sash on, as you play with his hair.
"You never answered my question earlier."
He tilts his head, his chin digging into your skin, "Which one?"
"Did you have a good birthday?"
He huffs out his nose, "Yes, best one yet."
"Oh really?"
"Do you question the king?" He props himself up on his elbows and tilts his head expectantly.
You roll your eyes, but shake your head.
"Good, now if you'll excuse me, there are dishes to be done." Katsuki tries to get upbut you're quicker. You wrap your arms and legs around him, doing your best to become dead weight to prevent him from moving.
"Katsuki, it's late and your birthday!" You laugh as he struggles to get up, his body trying to roll to get to to let go, but it's no use. "I'll do them tomorrow!"
A few more minutes of wrestling, and you have Katsuki pinned. The sash, still across his muscular chest, ended up working in your favor when he tried to throw you, and you were able to grapple him with it.
"I guess we can do them tomorrow," he concedes.
"Good, but now that I have you here..." You lean down to him, capturing his lips in another kiss.
You grind against him and he groans, "Gonna be the death of me, woman."
"Maybe so." You smile against his lips, kissing him again and again, making sure this is definitely one of his best birthdays.
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