[ This is not a terrible uncommon scenario in his dreams. On the contrary, he's way more suave and unbothered by any potential embarrassment in his dreams, so it's generally him who manages to get Mori to beg for him, who gets the upper-hand and can get him to squirm and writhe for him. So as much as he enjoys the thought of him forcing him to his knees, this? This suits him just fine.
There's a little breathy noise as Mori hooks his leg around him and forces him close, grinds against him like that and asks him to fuck him, and honestly, he's all too happy to oblige. He starts grinding against him, and even through the fabric of his pants it feels amazing ]
My name. I want you to say it properly, when you ask me to fuck you. I want you to call me Katsuki.
[Mori had been all too happily moaning underneath him, getting lost in the pleasure of it all, but that request startles him. The handcuffs rattle again as Mori clenches his fists in the bedsheets, looking up at him with wide eyes. There are times when he can't help but think 'Kacchan', he's so used to it being the default, but he's wrapped so many strange feelings up in what he actually calls Hardcore that he'd worked hard to keep any name issues out of his fantasies. He'd never wanted those complications to be involved in this too.
So why is he thinking of it now? Is he past that point of confusion? He didn't think he was past that point of confusion! Is this really how he's going to process his full and open forgiveness??? He wasn't going to say it until Hardcore had properly apologised but now here he is in his own fantasy wanting Hardcore to tell him to call him that WHAT DOES THIS MEAN.
But also it's very difficult to keep up that level of internal debating and questioning when your hot rival is grinding against your dick and his thoughts keep getting interrupted so he's unable to actually say any of that properly when all he wants to do is grind back this is rude.]
[ Don't think about it Mori, okay. For his part Hardcore doesn't seem to get the significance of the request - your subconscious sure doesn't care about your issues, Mori! On the contrary, he starts kissing at his jaw, hips still rolling against him as he keeps seeking friction ]
If you don't wanna say it, you can beg me instead, you know. Or maybe I should keep your mouth occupied, if you're not gonna use it properly ...?
[...Okay. Okay, okay, he can work with this, don't think too deeply, don't break the moment. Mori arches his neck, groaning, this feels good, this is all he needs to think about.]
I'm, I'm at your mercy, here. You can use my mouth for whatever you want.
[ it seems those are the right words to say, because whatever thoughts he had of just teasing him, still, are gone in that instant. He licks his lips as he looks at him, and leans in to kiss at his cheek, surprisingly gentle, before he moves, straddling him as he brings his hands to his own pants to undo them and pull them down enough to free his cock ]
Who's being a good boy now, huh?
[ he brings one hand to Deku's head, while his other moves to his cock to guide it against his lips - giving him just enough warning, expecting him to part his lips for him ]
[Kissing him on the cheek appears to fluster him too, how dare you be cute, Mori bites his lip and goes quiet for a moment instead of opening right away, trying to keep himself together. He wants to say something cool and suave and flirty but Hardcore is being gentle with him and calling him a good boy and now there's a cock in his face, it's all a bit much.
He has to calm down, inhaling slowly and letting out a shuddery breath before he finally leans forward, making direct eye contact with Hardcore as he opens his mouth and flicks his tongue out to lick the head of his cock.]
[ Well, it's time to make it even worse, because even though he shudders at the feeling of his tongue against him, he smiles at him, hand stroking his hair gently while he keeps his eyes on him ]
[That shuddering is what he wants, he wants his eyes on him and it sends heat to his own cock and spurs him on. He can do this.
Mori wraps his lips around Hardcore's dick properly, moaning around the head and trying to move to take him in more, but he's a little restrained. He can't move to take him in as much as he wants with his arms up and cuffed like this, it's annoying and there's a flash of irritation across his face, but he's sure if he pushes him a little more Hardcore will snap forward. So he pulls back, sucking and dragging his tongue against the underside then swirling it around the tip again, looking up at him the whole time.]
[ turns out he's right. It takes him only a few more moments of that for him to start rolling his hips into his mouth, slow and careful, for now, his eyes locked on Mori's like he doesn't want to miss even the slightest change on his face ]
Fuck. Kinda wonder — how good you'd be if I let you use your hands, huh ...
[This is Mori's dream and so he doesn't have a gag reflex to speak of, he wants Hardcore's cock down his throat so he can take it easily, thanks dream logic. So when he starts rolling his hips, Mori moans lewdly around his cock and sucks him in, trying to encourage him to go further.
There's another flash of excitement when Hardcore says about his hands and the clink of the chains against the bed post as he strains in them, he looks at him with such longing, if there weren't a cock in his mouth he might even be pleading, he really wants to touch Hardcore, wants to make him feel good, if only Hardcore would let him...!]
[ Blessed dream logic and lack of gag reflex. He's taking the encouragement in full, starting to push deeper into his mouth with each thrust.
Despite what he said, he wasn't going to let Deku's hands free — but how can he not reward him when he's being so good and obedient? There's a little breathless laugh, followed by a low groan - and then finally he's bringing both hands to the handcuffs, removing them and letting his hands free ]
[Oh thank goodness. His arms are immediately fly forward, overcome with the need to touch, wrapping around Hardcore's legs, stroking over his thighs and then digging his nails in to drag him forward so he can finally take him all the way in. Mori swirls his tongue around the base of Hardcore's cock and pulls back. He needs a moment to catch his breath, but he's still mouthing and licking at the tip while his other hand moves to stroke him.]
[ Fuck, if he knew he was going to be this good once he let his hands go he would have done that sooner. There's another groan escaping past his lips at that, and his hand moves again to the top of Mori's head - this time, gripping his hair a little roughly, but not enough to retrain his movements. Even in a dream, he's not going to last much longer at this pace, but he doesn't care at all ]
Look at you, so fucking eager to please me. Fuck ... you're so good, Mori.
[The rough treatment only makes him more eager, moaning louder when Hardcore pulls at his hair and squirming underneath him, heels digging into the sheets. Mori's own cock is aching to be touched, and the temptation to reach down and stroke himself is so strong it's embarrassing, but he's resisting because Hardcore is right. He is eager to please him, so he can't take his hands off of him right now.
He wishes he could get the leverage to properly bob his head, it's too awkward from this position underneath him for Mori to properly move like he wants, but it's the position Hardcore put him in so he's not moving out of it. He can only drag Hardcore's hips closer, sliding his hand down to rub and fondle at his balls. Mori's teeth lightly graze over Hardcore's cock when he drags his hips away and pulls his head back, before pulling him forward more forcefully.]
[ Mori might not have proper leverage, but from Hardcore's perspective that's just good enough. He loves it, loves to see how much he's struggling to please him - his touch, the way his tongue and even the light graze of his teeth feel. It's exhilarating and as he feels himself getting close, he starts fucking into his mouth harder, hand on the back of Mori's head to force him to take each thrust.
And when he finally stops, it's to spill deep inside his mouth and throat ]
[In reality Mori knows there's no way he'd be able to handle these thrusts, it's far too much, but this isn't reality and it feels really damn good, he does his best to keep up with the pace and keep moving his tongue. His hands roam over Hardcore restlessly, when he comes Mori does his best to swallow it all properly.]
[ He wants to stay there and enjoy the sight for a bit more, but this is a dream, and so he can just allow himself to, like, give a shit or something. Once he catches his breath he pulls back, flops on his side but immediately reaches for Mori, arm around his waist as he pulls him in for a kiss with no hesitation.
[Gentle is a surprise, so this is Hardcore in the afterglow huh. Mori kisses back after a moment, wrapping his arms around him and trying to follow his lead, but it's hard when he's all riled up still. He wants that hand on his waist to move down, wants Hardcore to keep touching him, a shudder running through him as he tries to repress the desire to grind against him right now.]
[ That's cute. He keeps the kiss sweet and gentle, but he's aware that Mori's still fully hard and he's neglected him, so despite how tempting it would be to keep him waiting, he pulls back ]
All right, pretty boy. I'm gonna open you up properly, and you're not allowed to cum until I'm done with you. So do your best and hold back for me.
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There's a little breathy noise as Mori hooks his leg around him and forces him close, grinds against him like that and asks him to fuck him, and honestly, he's all too happy to oblige. He starts grinding against him, and even through the fabric of his pants it feels amazing ]
My name. I want you to say it properly, when you ask me to fuck you. I want you to call me Katsuki.
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So why is he thinking of it now? Is he past that point of confusion? He didn't think he was past that point of confusion! Is this really how he's going to process his full and open forgiveness??? He wasn't going to say it until Hardcore had properly apologised but now here he is in his own fantasy wanting Hardcore to tell him to call him that WHAT DOES THIS MEAN.
But also it's very difficult to keep up that level of internal debating and questioning when your hot rival is grinding against your dick and his thoughts keep getting interrupted so he's unable to actually say any of that properly when all he wants to do is grind back this is rude.]
Oh, fuck, y-you...!
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If you don't wanna say it, you can beg me instead, you know. Or maybe I should keep your mouth occupied, if you're not gonna use it properly ...?
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[...Okay. Okay, okay, he can work with this, don't think too deeply, don't break the moment. Mori arches his neck, groaning, this feels good, this is all he needs to think about.]
I'm, I'm at your mercy, here. You can use my mouth for whatever you want.
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Who's being a good boy now, huh?
[ he brings one hand to Deku's head, while his other moves to his cock to guide it against his lips - giving him just enough warning, expecting him to part his lips for him ]
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He has to calm down, inhaling slowly and letting out a shuddery breath before he finally leans forward, making direct eye contact with Hardcore as he opens his mouth and flicks his tongue out to lick the head of his cock.]
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Fuck. Feels — pretty good, huh ...
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Mori wraps his lips around Hardcore's dick properly, moaning around the head and trying to move to take him in more, but he's a little restrained. He can't move to take him in as much as he wants with his arms up and cuffed like this, it's annoying and there's a flash of irritation across his face, but he's sure if he pushes him a little more Hardcore will snap forward. So he pulls back, sucking and dragging his tongue against the underside then swirling it around the tip again, looking up at him the whole time.]
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Fuck. Kinda wonder — how good you'd be if I let you use your hands, huh ...
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There's another flash of excitement when Hardcore says about his hands and the clink of the chains against the bed post as he strains in them, he looks at him with such longing, if there weren't a cock in his mouth he might even be pleading, he really wants to touch Hardcore, wants to make him feel good, if only Hardcore would let him...!]
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Despite what he said, he wasn't going to let Deku's hands free — but how can he not reward him when he's being so good and obedient? There's a little breathless laugh, followed by a low groan - and then finally he's bringing both hands to the handcuffs, removing them and letting his hands free ]
All right. You — earned that one.
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Look at you, so fucking eager to please me. Fuck ... you're so good, Mori.
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He wishes he could get the leverage to properly bob his head, it's too awkward from this position underneath him for Mori to properly move like he wants, but it's the position Hardcore put him in so he's not moving out of it. He can only drag Hardcore's hips closer, sliding his hand down to rub and fondle at his balls. Mori's teeth lightly graze over Hardcore's cock when he drags his hips away and pulls his head back, before pulling him forward more forcefully.]
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And when he finally stops, it's to spill deep inside his mouth and throat ]
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[In reality Mori knows there's no way he'd be able to handle these thrusts, it's far too much, but this isn't reality and it feels really damn good, he does his best to keep up with the pace and keep moving his tongue. His hands roam over Hardcore restlessly, when he comes Mori does his best to swallow it all properly.]
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And this time, he's gentle ]
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[Gentle is a surprise, so this is Hardcore in the afterglow huh. Mori kisses back after a moment, wrapping his arms around him and trying to follow his lead, but it's hard when he's all riled up still. He wants that hand on his waist to move down, wants Hardcore to keep touching him, a shudder running through him as he tries to repress the desire to grind against him right now.]
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All right, pretty boy. I'm gonna open you up properly, and you're not allowed to cum until I'm done with you. So do your best and hold back for me.
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Being so selfish after you already got to come... I can hold out as long as you can, so hurry up and do it already.
[He's getting more impatient, the promise of getting off is there, so close he can taste it, digging his nails into Hardcore's back.]