"Morning After"

Part 5

The morning sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the peaceful scene before him, Katsuki's chest rising and falling with each gentle breath as he lay beside him. Izuku couldn't help but smile as he gazed at his partner, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. He had never felt this way about anyone before, and it was exhilarating. As he lay there, he became aware of a growing sense of hunger, and his stomach growled in protest. He laughed softly, not wanting to disturb Katsuki, but his partner's eyes fluttered open, and he was met with a sleepy gaze. "Morning," Katsuki mumbled, his voice husky from sleep. Izuku's heart skipped a beat as he smiled. "Morning," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Katsuki's eyes focused on him, and a slow smile spread across his face. "I'm starving," he said, his voice a little stronger now. Izuku laughed. "Me too," he replied, throwing off the covers and getting out of bed. "Let's go get some breakfast." As they made their way to the kitchen, Izuku couldn't help but feel a sense of domesticity wash over him. He and Katsuki had always been a team, but now, it felt like they were a family. He liked the way it felt. As they stood at the stove, cooking up some eggs and toast, Izuku couldn't help but steal glances at Katsuki. He was so beautiful, even with his hair mussed and his eyes still sleepy. Izuku felt a pang of desire, and he knew that he wasn't the only one. Katsuki's eyes kept meeting his, and the air was charged with tension. Without a word, Katsuki reached out and pulled Izuku close, his lips brushing against his ear. "I want you," he whispered, sending shivers down Izuku's spine. Izuku's heart racing, he turned to face Katsuki, their lips meeting in a fierce, passionate kiss. The kitchen around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the sensation of their bodies pressed together. As they kissed, Izuku's hands roamed over Katsuki's body, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. Katsuki's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, and Izuku knew that he was in trouble. He was grinding against Katsuki, the friction building a fire that threatened to consume him. Katsuki's hands were on his hips, pulling him closer, and Izuku knew that he was giving himself over to his partner, body and soul. They were lost in the moment, the world around them forgotten, as they surrendered to their desire. The kitchen was hot, the air thick with tension, but Izuku didn't care. He was too busy giving himself to Katsuki, too busy feeling the rush of pleasure as their bodies moved together. They were two souls, lost in the moment, and nothing else mattered. As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Izuku knew that he had found his home, his safe haven. He knew that he would never be alone again, that Katsuki would always be there to hold him, to love him. And in that moment, he was grateful for the love they shared, a love that only seemed to grow stronger with each passing day.