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Café Conversations: An Explosive Passion - part 2
“YN, can you help me with this sketch?” Katsuki’s request sends a thrill through you.
You glance at his drawing, taking in the intricate lines and shadows that dance across the page.
“Of course,” you reply, doing your best to keep your voice steady despite the excitement coursing through you.
As you lean closer to examine the sketch, Katsuki moves in as well, his strong presence enveloping you like a warm blanket.
The scent of his cologne mixed with the faint smell of caffeine from the café is intoxicating, and your heart skips a beat as you feel his breath on your neck.
Gently, he places his hand over yours, guiding your pencil across the sketchbook.
The contact sends sparks through your body, igniting a fire deep within you that threatens to consume every logical thought in its path.
*This is…
dangerous.*
You try desperately to regain control of your emotions, reminding yourself of your decision to maintain the friendship between you and Katsuki.
As much as you enjoy his company and appreciate the comfortable camaraderie that has developed, you know the risk of allowing things to escalate beyond this point.
But even with these thoughts in mind, you cannot deny the pleasure that comes from being so close to him, feeling the heat radiating from his body as he guides your hand along the page.
As you continue working on the sketch together, the tension between you grows thicker by the minute.
“You’re blushing, YN,” Katsuki whispers, his voice husky and low.
His hot breath tickles your ear, sending shivers down your spine.
You can feel him watching you as you work on the sketch, his gaze intense and focused.
Embarrassment washes over you at being caught blushing like a schoolgirl, but there’s something thrilling about his amusement that keeps you coming back for more.
Your pencil finally stops moving, and with a satisfied smile, Katsuki releases your hand from its position on the sketchbook.
You stare down at the finished product, marveling at how well the two of you managed to work together despite the waves of desire crashing against your carefully constructed barriers.
“You’re really talented,” you say softly, looking up into his eyes and feeling a flicker of disappointment when he pulls away slightly.
Katsuki chuckles, shaking his head in amusement.
“We both know who the real artist is here.” He gestures to your own sketchbook, which rests on the table beside you.
You smile and concede the point, knowing full well that he’s right.
But there’s something about the way he speaks, with such sincerity and admiration, that makes you feel special in a way you never have before.
As the conversation continues, both of you aware of the electricity crackling between you like an unspoken secret, time seems to slow down around you.
The café, once bustling with life, fades into the background as your world narrows down to just the two of you.
You part ways eventually, neither of you willing to be the first to break the spell that has enveloped you both.
Your skin still tingles from Katsuki’s touch, and as you make your way home, you can’t help but replay every moment in your mind.
I can’t ignore this any longer.
With each step, the realization grows stronger: there’s something between you and Katsuki that goes beyond mere friendship, a connection so powerful it threatens to consume you both if left unchecked.
“See you tomorrow, Katsuki.” You leave, your heart pounding in your chest as anticipation for the next meeting takes hold.
The slow burn of desire has been ignited, and there’s no going back now.
“YN, we need to talk.” Katsuki’s serious tone sends your heart into overdrive.
Is he…
Your mind races through various possibilities as you nervously take a seat across from him.
“What is it, Katsuki?”
His piercing gaze meets yours, and for the briefest of moments, you glimpse vulnerability in his eyes.
“I can’t ignore this anymore, YN.” His confession leaves you breathless as he leans forward, closing the space between you both.
You swallow hard, your heart pounding wildly in your chest.
“What are you talking about?” you ask, feigning ignorance even though you know exactly what he means.
The sexual tension between you two has been steadily building for weeks now, and it seems neither of you can deny it any longer.
Katsuki reaches out to touch your cheek, his strong fingers gentle against your skin.
“This,” he whispers, leaning in closer until his lips brush against yours.
Your eyes close instinctively as you succumb to the long-awaited kiss, your body melting into his embrace like it was always meant to be there.
He deepens the kiss, his tongue seeking entrance into your mouth, and you eagerly welcome him in with an answering moan.
Desire courses through your veins like wildfire as your hands find their way to his hair, pulling him even closer to you.
Suddenly, Katsuki breaks away from the kiss, leaving you gasping for air.
“I want you,” he growls, his voice thick with lust and hunger.
You can’t help but shiver at the sound of it, knowing full well what he means.
With a predatory gleam in his eyes, Katsuki stands up and begins to unbutton his shirt, revealing the sculpted muscles beneath that you’ve been dying to touch.
Your breath catches as he discards the shirt on the floor, his eyes never leaving yours.
Next, he unbuckles his belt and slides it through the loops of his pants, the sound causing your heart to skip a beat.
He takes his sweet time with each button, revelling in your anticipation as you wait for him to finally reveal what lies beneath those clothes.
When he finally sheds the last layer, you’re met with the sight of Katsuki standing before you completely naked and gloriously aroused.
Your eyes dart between his muscled chest and the bulge in his pants, trying to take it all in at once.
Katsuki’s gaze is laser-focused on your face as he takes a step closer, reaching out to touch your hair.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.
You can feel the heat radiating from his body as he leans in to kiss you once more, and this time, there’s no holding back.
His hands roam over your curves, exploring every inch of your skin with a hunger that matches your own.
You moan softly into his mouth as he cups your breast, his thumb teasing your nipple until it hardens under his touch.
“Please,” you whimper, needing more than just his hands on you.
“I want to feel you inside me.”
Katsuki’s eyes darken at your words and he gives a feral smile that sends shivers down your spine.
He hooks his fingers into the waistband of your pants, tugging them down along with your underwear in one swift motion.
You step out of them, leaving you completely bare and exposed to him.
He takes a moment to appreciate the view before leaning down to kiss the inside of your thighs, his lips hot against your skin.
Slowly, he works his way upwards until he reaches your center, where your arousal glistens in the dim light.
“So wet,” Katsuki murmurs appreciatively, tracing a fingertip along your slick folds.
“You’re all mine now.”
With those words, he dips his head and begins to lick you with long, slow strokes of his tongue.
You cry out in pleasure as the sensation washes over you, your hips bucking involuntarily against his mouth.
Katsuki grins against your skin, clearly enjoying your reaction as he continues to devour you with abandon.
His fingers slide inside you, curling and stretching you in preparation for what is to come.
You can’t help but whimper at the exquisite torture of his touch, desperate for more yet not wanting it to end.
As your orgasm builds within you, Katsuki moves his attention to your clit, sucking and biting gently until you’re trembling with need.
The pressure inside you becomes too much, and with a final flick of his tongue, he sends you hurtling over the edge into an intense climax that leaves you shaking and breathless.
You collapse against him, your body still thrumming from the aftershocks as Katsuki pulls away to gaze at you in satisfaction.
“That was just the beginning,” he promises, his voice rough with desire.
He reaches down to grasp his hardness, stroking himself slowly as you watch with hungry eyes.
Katsuki’s gaze burns into yours as he guides your hand to join his, showing you how he likes it.
Together, the two of you work him until he’s panting and on the edge of his own release.
With a final groan, Katsuki spills his seed over both of your hands, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.
You watch in fascination as he rides out the waves of pleasure before finally collapsing against you, spent and satisfied.
You part ways after cleaning up, the taste of Katsuki still on your lips and the memory of his touch branded into your skin.
“See you tomorrow, Katsuki,” you whisper as you leave, knowing full well that this is just the beginning of an incredible journey together.