"So?" I questioned.

"What?" Katsuki asked and tried not to look at me.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked him. It was quiet. He didn't want to tell me. But he didn't look angry about it either. He looked relieved. His face relaxed with the thoughts that Eijiro would want to join us. But still conflicted if Ei would want to join for him.

"Yeah." Katsuki answered. 

"So how do you feel about your sexuality?" I asked him.

"Confused." He answered.

"That's okay." I told him. "You don't necessarily have to put a label on it, if that helps take the pressure off. You can just look at it that you like who you like."

"Whatever." He said. 

"Do you like me?" I asked him. He looked up at me and looked me in the eye but I refused to look into his desires. This is one he will have to tell me. And he knew it. Not only because he knew I wouldn't use my power to see what he wanted, but because our relationship depended on his answer. And that was an answer that I wanted to hear for myself. I needed to hear it.

"I . . ." Katsuki stopped himself and took a deep breath. "I do like you. I like the way that you make me feel. Not just with sex. You make me feel strong and supported, not just good in bed. You only focus on me when it's my day like I asked, and it feels nice to have a person to myself."

I sat there speechless. I didn't think he'd share his feelings with how he usually acts. But this was something new. He was showing me with his words how much he truly appreciated me.

Katsuki looked up at me with nervousness written all over his face, but didn't shy away. 

"I've been confused with how I feel, but I know how I feel with you is real." He told me, his cheeks were red but he didn't let his embarrassment stop him. "I don't know if it's love. But I really do have feelings for you."

"Wow." Came out of my mouth before I could even think and he rolled his eyes.

"Don't make me regret saying all that shit." He told me. "I told you I didn't want to say any sappy shit."

"No, no, no!" I said and practically tackled him. "I just wasn't expecting such nice words. That was really nice Katsuki. Thank you for sharing." I told him and now he didn't want to look at me, too bashful from his confession.

I grabbed his face and forced him to look at me, but instead of saying anything I kissed him. Not rough, not sloppy. Just a passion kiss. No tongue. Just us holding each other with our lips pressed together with our eyes closed.

I took a deep breath in and I could smell the caramel radiating off of his sweat. It filled the room like it does every time we have sex. But this time it was extra sweet.

Our lips separated and when I opened my eyes Katsuki's were still closed for a couple extra seconds. When his eyes met mine, he blinked realizing he was caught and turned his head to the side a bit.

"Let me guess you want your end of the deal now?" He offered.

"Do you want my end of the deal?" I asked him and tried turning my head in the direction he was looking, but he just turned further away from me.

"You're the one that won the bet." He said, and it sounded like he was battling himself.

"Screw the bet." I told him. His eyes shot up to me, and it seemed like he was relieved. "I'm not here to pressure you into doing anything you don't want to do. I only made the bet to warm you up to the idea that you were already thinking about."

"I wasn't-!" He started to argue but I gave him a look that cut him off, and he sighed.

"Do you want to try these new things with me?" I asked him as I leaned backwards off of his body and scooted my legs up to hook his legs outside of mine, making his spread open for me like someone who takes it. Intimidated, Katsuki refused to look at me. I held myself over him, admiring how beautiful he looked. "Would you like me to warm you up, to get fucked?"

I watched Katsuki swallow hard as he stared up at me. His eyes were shaking a bit as he was struggling to think. I stayed where I was above him, I didn't want to over crowd or intimidate him into thinking that he had to say yes or create anxiety that causes him to go into another panic attack.

"Take a deep breath." I told him, realizing his breathing picked up. "Answer me when you're ready." He did as he was told, and I watched as he forced himself to relax.

"I already warmed myself up." He muttered, and I thought my head was going to explode.

"You mean that you already-?" I started to ask, but of course he cut me off.

"Yes, I fingered myself for you!" He blurted out, and I couldn't help but smile. "I didn't want you to do it, so I did it while I took a shower earlier. I'm not stupid."

"I never said you were." I told him. "You've played like that before with yourself?" 

"Yeah, it didn't always feel that great." He answered in more of an audible mummer, not wanting to face me with the fact that he fingered his own ass for me.

"Perhaps because you weren't doing it correctly." I told him and leaned back to stop hovering over him and placed my hand in between us. Katsuki flinched, but didn't protest knowing that something was about to happen. But I already knew he wouldn't be ready.

I placed, my fingers over the same spot I did earlier while I was sucking him off and pressed. His head flew back, with a little arch in his back. No sound came out this time, he just held his breath as I worked his prostate slowly like a clit. 

Men never realize that to feel better sexually, that the prostate is an option. But because most people think it can't be reached without penetration that it's gay. But when using the taint as a shortcut. An amazing thing can happen. An orgasm.

Katsuki moaned as his hands flew up to the pillow that was under his head and it looked like he was ready to rip it in half with how strong his grip was on it. How good he was feeling with me treating him like the bottom I was truly turning him into. 

I watched his penis twitch in his underwear before a wet spot soaked into the fabric. His legs shook around my hips from the sudden orgasm that I don't think he knew was coming.

I stopped stimulating him, as I knew it was intense for this being his second or so time cumming from his prostate.

"Did you like that?" I asked him as he moved his leg up and over to roll onto his side more. His ass was pointed in my direction, as I think he was trying to gather his thoughts before answering. Probably also bothered by the fact that he was being treated like a bitch for the first time and he was being turned on by it.

I reached forward and grabbed a handful of his hair before using my knee to spread his legs apart so I could press on his fun button from behind.  

"I asked you a question." I told him as I laid most of my body weight down on him to keep him down while I started a pumping motion down onto his prostate through his underwear again with my hand. 

"Yes!" He moaned and I watched him grab the sheets. His entire body froze as he realized he just moaned for me. 

"Oh, I knew from the first time I had you that I would make you scream." I told him and his breathing picked up, unable to control himself no matter what kind of attitude he wanted to give me. "Let me make you feel good."

"I want it." He suddenly spoke in a way that told me, he finally worked up the courage to say it. That he does want this. That he wants me.

"Where do you want to start?" I asked him and ground my hips into the back of his pelvis, his body relaxed underneath me.

"I don't know." He told me as his breathing started getting out of control again. His awareness being the only thing keeping him from freaking out. I can only imagine that the world is moving a million miles an hour for him right now.

"That's okay." I told him, my hand letting go of his hair and wrapping loosely around his throat. No squeezing, just holding. "We can take things slow and work up to it."

He said nothing, just nodded. I looked around a bit to be able to read his face a bit better, before he turned the other way to hide his face. 

"Is there anything you don't want to do tonight?" I asked him, taking my hand away from his throat to be able to turn him to face me. His cheeks were bright red, and he refused to look at me.

"I . . . . ." He started but stopped. This whole thing was becoming embarrassing for him. "I don't want to be humiliated."

"Katsuki, nothing here is emasculating. Just liberating." I told him and he finally looked over his shoulder to look me in the eye.

He stared at me for a while, examining my face and I could tell that he was looking for any hint that I was lying. That I was wrong and that him being gay or anything close to that was also wrong. That if he gave in to this, to me, that he would lose everything.

"I . . ." He started again, and paused to take a deep breath. I could feel his heart racing where my fingers rested under his chin, and his jaw was practically rattling in my hand. "I don't want you touching my ass directly."

"Okay." I told him. "Anything else?"

"I don't want to suck anything." He told me and turned his head forward a bit, not wanting to look at me while he tells me what he desired. "At least not right now. I think it's hot, but I'm not ready for that."

"I understand." I told him. "I will wait for you to tell me when you're ready to try new things like sucking my dick." His breathing fluttered for just half a second, enough to tell me he liked the idea. "Is there anything that you definitely want to do today? And it's always okay if you get overwhelmed in the moment and change your mind later." He nodded and closed his eyes for one last big breath.

"I want you to fuck me."