Katsuki huffed lightly, pulling you closer to him. Your back pressed tightly against his chest as he held you by your hips. He nuzzled his face into the side of your neck. He mumbled something lowly to himself and gripped you tighter, his ash-blonde hair poking you lightly.

“You better not move, you hear me? I’m comfy.”

He muttered against your skin, his breath warm on your neck.