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“Midoriya, could I see you after classes?” The question alone was enough to make Todoroki want to keel over and hyperventilate. At the time Midoriya didn’t seem to pick up on his implication and cheerfully agreed, not noticing that Todoroki was practically sweating bullets from nerves.
The rest of the day was brutal for him, the anticipation settling deep in his stomach which made him constantly feel on the brink of vomiting or fainting and maybe even both. He’d barely slept last night, trying to convince himself that he needed to do this and he couldn’t hide from it any longer; this was happening and he needed to accept the possible repercussions. He tried to stay optimistic, really he did try, but he couldn’t help those thoughts telling him it would all only backfire and end up with him losing his best friend.
He told himself he won’t hold back, not to run away but the temptation was thick in his body, his knees shaking as he waited outside the classroom for Midoriya to exit. He tried to act casual as his classmates exited in single file, each greeting him a farewell and telling him to have a good weekend, to which he nodded politely back, scared that if he tried to speak he might just puke.
He temporarily wondered if this would be any less nerve wracking if it was about a girl, rather than a boy. He knew that if his family were to find out about this, he’d be ostracised for sure; but he pushed through that pretty easily. He’s always felt that way so adding a new layer wouldn’t make much difference. Wouldn’t be the first time his family turned a child away for not being exactly as they wanted.
“Hey Todoroki!” He tensed at the familiar, preppy voice and he turned to face his green haired friend, offering a tight smile. “What’d you need?”
“I wanted to talk to you, but alone”, his hoped his face hadn’t burst red, but it didn’t seem likely since Midoriya had no visible reaction.
As they walked their usual path out of the school amongst the sea of students, Midoriya pratted on happily, discussing what he’d found interesting in class today and what he suspected they’d learn in the future. Todoroki mainly stayed quiet beside him, mentally preparing himself. Soon enough they reached the area near a row of cherry blossom trees, Todoroki reached over and took hold of Midoriya’s wrist, pulling him off the path and further down to stand under a large lone cherry blossom tree.
Midoriya smiled as the pink flowers occasionally drifted through the air, commenting that this season was his favourite because of the cherry blossoms. Todoroki kept his back to him for a second as he controlled his breathing in order to relax himself. He’d heard a superstition somewhere that his chances of success would be better under a fully-fledged cherry blossom tree; and even if that was a fairy tale, he figured any means of improving the outcome in his favour was worth a shot.
“Midoriya”, Todoroki spoke after a deep breath, finally turning to face his friend who perked up and gave him a curious smile, tilting his head to the side cutely. The air stilled as Todoroki scrambled for what to say, suddenly seeming at a loss now that he was face to face with him. He’d spent the whole of last night and today revising in his head what he would say, but now he went blank.
“Todoroki..? Are you okay?” A concerned expression crossed Midoriya’s features as he leaned closer to Todoroki. “What’s wrong?”
“I….” Todoroki choked on his words as he clasped his hands tightly at his sides, frustrated at his lack of control. “Midoriya…. I…”
“What is it?” Midoriya placed a hand on Todoroki’s shoulder as he looked at him with a frown. “You can talk to me, it’s okay”, he provided that reassuring expression that Todoroki loved so deeply and a small wave of peace swept over him as he allowed himself to relax. A part of him felt like even if what he had to say was not typically acceptable, he felt like Midoriya wouldn’t abandon him. It wasn’t in his nature. He’d be awkward at worst, but never hate Todoroki or deny him his friendship.
That’s why Todoroki loved him so much.
“Midoriya. I like you”, he finally spoke out, taking Midoriya’s hand from his shoulder and gently holding it between them. He watched as Midoriya’s freckled face tinted bright pink and his lips quivered into a tight line. He stuttered, speaking gibberish before he asked Todoroki to explain what he meant by that. “I mean, I like you more than a friend. You’re compassionate, strong, kind and the best person I’ve ever met. I might be overstepping boundaries and maybe you’ll hate me but I just needed to tell you how you make me feel”, he gave a smile and let go of Midoriya’s hand, not wanting to overwhelm him.
He watched Midoriya’s wide eyes gape at him, his lips slightly parted before he lowered his face and gripped at the hem of his shirt. Todoroki watched nervously as he awaited his response, despite his anticipation, he felt like a weight had lifted from his shoulders just from being able to come out.
“Y-You… You like me even though we’re both… Both guys?” He strained to hear Midoriya’s tight but soft words, his shoulders slumping a bit as he nodded but realised the other couldn’t see him do so.
“Yes”, it was simple and true. Todoroki never really had an attraction to anyone, barely considered himself straight or even gay. He always felt like he was an outlier seeing as despite people having crushes on him, he never seemed to crush on anyone else; he honestly revolted against the idea of romance. That was until Midoriya came into his life, pushing himself into Todoroki’s space and looking out for him no matter how much he insisted he didn’t need friendship. He opened Todoroki’s eyes to so many things, the ability to make friends, to open himself up, to accept his abilities as his own, to bring his mother back into his life, and so much more. He was indebted to him even though he knew Midoriya would never see it like that.
He was unlike anyone Todoroki had ever met and he had so much love and respect for him. Soon his admiration became more, the feeling of his heart accelerating every time Midoriya spoke to him, flushes of heat rushing through his body, some seemingly innocent sentences becoming a lot more lewd in Todoroki’s mind which made his burst with heat, the arousal at the thought of them kissing. It took Todoroki a long time to distinguish what this feeling was but once he came to terms with it, he knew he needed to talk about it and not harbour such a delicate secret from his friend.
He’d never felt this way for anyone, not a girl or anyone else, just him.
“Midoriya… I’m sorry if I… If it makes you think less of me. I understand and accept that”, Todoroki spoke after a long pause of silence, scratching at the back of his neck anxiously. “I just thought you should know…”
“Izuku…” Midoriya finally said in a pinched voice, Todoroki looking to him with a frown as he let his arm drop.
“Huh?’
“You-You can call me Izuku”, he looked up at him, his eyes filled with tears that spilled over his cheeks, Todoroki growing concerned as he dared a step towards him which caused Midoriya to move likewise, practically leaping at Todoroki and tackling him to the ground in an embrace. “I like you too Todoroki!” He announced as he nuzzled his head into Todoroki’s chest, the other boy completely awestruck.
“Sh-Shoto… You can use my first name too… You… You like me too?” He gaped as he reluctantly rose a hand to pet at Izuku’s surprisingly soft unruly locks, feeling his hold tighten.
“I like you so much Shoto”, he rose his head to look up at the other with his teary smile, relief and glee rich in his expression. Shoto was dumbfounded as he stared down at him, his mouth gaping like a fish out of water. Maybe he’d hoped, but he never truly expected Izuku to reciprocate so quickly and so enthusiastically. To know his feelings were returned was unbelievable, too good to be true. “I’ve been wanting to say that for so long”, Izuku gasped as he pushed his face into Shoto’s chest again as if relishing the touch.
Shoto wished that he could just grasp Izuku’s face and smother him in kisses but was acutely aware that they were near a public street and some people were still lingering nearby. Izuku eventually sat up on his knees, staring with red cheeks and wet eyes at his friend, looking like he had the same desire in mind.
“I really wish I could kiss you”, Shoto whispered and Izuku nodded with a hum before he rose an arm and wiped his teary eyes.
“Shoto, are you busy this weekend?”
“You must be Todoroki-kun! It’s so nice to meet you!” Shoto was stunned by how similar Izuku’s mom looked to him. He smiled to her and bowed his head respectfully to her. He’d never spent a night at a friend’s house before, but then again, when he was younger his father hardly gave him chance to even make friends. Shoto had a little more leverage as he grew older, and there was no way he’d let anyone get in the way of this. Especially not that dickhead.
When Izuku had asked him if he wanted to stay over at his home during the weekend, Shoto automatically cheered his agreement after nearly exploding in how bashful he felt. He was happy to be able to enter Izuku’s home, see where he grew up and more than anything, sleep in the same room as him, especially so soon after their mutual confession.
“Izu! Your friend is here!” Inko called out as she opened the door for Shoto who thanked her for allowing him over and removed his shoes at the door, seeing Izuku enter the room breathlessly.
Their eyes met and they both blushed, immediately breaking the eye contact. Inko expressed how excited she was to finally have one of Izuku’s new friends here, especially one that she’s heard so much about. Izuku pleaded for her no to embarrass him as she went on about how cute Izuku was when he was younger but rarely brought friends around. Izuku managed to drag Shoto out of the conversation and brought him to his room which was unsurprisingly All-Might themed.
Honestly Shoto would be more weirded out if it was anything else.
He placed his bag down on the floor and stood idly by Izuku’s closed bedroom door, looking around his environment and procrastinating looking at Izuku. Soon their gazes met and they immediately turned away again, completely flustered.
“Y-You’re welcome to make yourself comfortable”, Izuku nervously gestured around the room and Shoto nodded, slowly making his way over to the All-Might covered bed. He took a seat on the edge and soon Izuku joined his side, the two sitting a few feet away from each other in an awkward silence.
“Izuku?” Shoto finally found himself speaking, the two finally looking at each other as if surprised that one had managed to speak.
“Hmm?” Izuku answered in a hum, subconsciously leaning himself closer to Shoto.
“Are you okay?” Shoto found himself asking and Izuku blushed and looked away, placing his hands in his lap as he nodded.
“I’m okay… Are you?”
“I’m nervous”, Shoto admitted and Izuku looked at him again, noticing the other had shifted ever so slightly closer.
“Me too”, Izuku agreed as he leaned closer on his hands, watching Shoto slowly do the same. They’d never been in this kind of situation before. Having the person you like in one’s bedroom, sharing it for the whole night. The implications were through the roof, they had no idea where to start or what to do. There was so much they wanted to do, to experience, to say, but with no knowledge of how to express it. It was aggravating, both feeling this sense of longing but not knowing how to act on it. They were both inexperienced virgins at the end of the day.
“Are you happy I’m here?” Shoto whispered as he shifted closer, Izuku mirroring the action.
“Very”, he admitted.
“You don’t regret inviting me?”
“No! Not at all! Do you regret coming here?”
“Never”, soon enough they were right beside one another, knees touching as they faced each other. Longing lingered in their eyes as they stared, trying to communicate words without speaking. They both knew they were new in this, knew it was nerve-wracking but so exciting at the same time. “Izu-Izuku?” Shoto breathed out and Izuku hummed while nodding. “Could I… Kiss you?”
Izuku’s face burst a deep red before he nodded, watching the other nod back before he took in a deep breath. They both braced themselves as they leaned closer and closer, feeling their breaths sweep over their cheeks as they neared. They were barely an inch apart when they paused, looking into each other’s eyes for some kind of affirmation before Shoto finally gave in first, pressing their mouths together.
It was a still kiss, just their lips against one another and unmoving. They pulled away and looked at each other, their faces bright red. It took a second before they looked at one another again and leaned in with more purpose, their mouths meeting once more but more experimentally. They moved their lips in uncertainty, as if trying to find a rhythm they both felt comfortable with. It was a little awkward and clumsy, but they worked their way through it together.
Izuku placed his hand on Shoto’s knee while Shoto rose a hand to cup the other’s cheek. Boldly he tried to deepen the kiss by biting gently on Izuku’s lower lip, causing the other to gasp softly and pull away, staring at him with a flustered expression. Shoto stared at him for a second before he took his face in his hands again and pulled him back, Izuku easily following as they kissed again. Izuku parted his lips and allowed for Shoto to try and use his tongue, Izuku in turn trying the same.
It was sloppy and unpractised and they had to pull away a few times to catch their breaths but they very quickly went right back in for more. Sure enough the two seemed to find a rhythm in the kisses and allowed themselves to really enjoy the feel and taste of one another, Izuku occasionally whimpering against Shoto’s mouth whenever he felt him bite his lip or lick into his mouth.
“Izu?” Inko called out from the other room, Izuku immediately ripping himself away from Shoto who seemed rather stunned by the sudden movement.
“Yeah mom?” Izuku called as he rose his hand to cover his mouth, his eyes looking anywhere and everywhere other than Shoto.
“I made some snacks for you and Todoroki, if you’d like to come fetch them?!” She called and Izuku finally looked at his friend who smiled and gave a chuckle, leaning close to kiss his cheek.
“You… You hungry?” Izuku cleared his throat and Shoto smiled.
“I could eat”.
They had an assortment of pork dumplings, rice cakes and maki which they both ate in a comfortable silence. They soon discarded the plate of food on Izuku’s side table before they both found their way to the bed, both sitting cross-legged in front of each other.
“Shoto?” Izuku eventually spoke, hearing the other give an acknowledging hum in response. “Does this mean… Are we…” He struggled to say the words without wanting to explode in embarrassment. Shoto waited patiently for Izuku to finish what he wanted to say. “Are we… B-Boyfriends?” He finally managed as he covered his face with his hands in his bashfulness. He’d like to think himself that they were but what if Shoto didn’t think of it the same?
“I’d like us to be”, Shoto lowered Izuku’s hands and leaned close, a compassionate expression on his face. “Would you like that?” He asked Izuku in a low voice causing the other to have shivers rattle all over his body and he went red from head to toe.
“I-I uh… Y-Yes! That’s exactly what I want!” He grasped Shoto’s hands back and the mixed haired boy smiled gently before leaning in, closing the distance between them, and kissing Izuku. The greenette hummed against his mouth and closed his eyes as he melted into the kiss. It was slow at first, their lips moving tentatively against one another before Izuku boldly decided to nip at Shoto’s bottom lip, causing the other to let out an involuntary groan before he crawled over Izuku, pushing him down until he was on his back with Shoto above him between his legs.
Izuku whimpered at the new position, placing his hands on Shoto’s shoulders as he kissed him back. Shoto leaned down a bit and subconsciously pressed his hips in between Izuku’s legs, both boys feeling their arousals spike at the contact. Izuku rose his hands into Shoto’s hair and gripped at the mismatched locks, almost pulling him harder into their kiss which grew more desperate and eager. Shoto huffed into his mouth and lowered one of his hands to slide under Izuku’s shirt, feeling his muscles tense and flex at the contact.
Izuku gasped and pulled away from the kiss to catch his breath but Shoto continued to kiss at his exposed skin, his chin, his neck while his hands felt at his abdomen. Shoto eagerly gripped at Izuku’s shirt and tried pulling it over his head, the greenette sitting up and assisting him in doing so before he went to unbutton at Shoto’s shirt. The greenette kissed at Shoto’s throat as he clumsily undid the buttons, hearing the other let out desperate little pants before he shrugged the cloth from his shoulders and reconnected their lips again, pushing him down so he could hover over him again.
It was clumsy and hungry as they pawed needily at one another, thrusting their hips together in fluid motions as it provided friction. It was unlike anything either of them had ever experienced before on their own. Having someone’s body pressed up against you, even with clothing in between was enough to make your head spin. God knows how it felt without the clothes.
Izuku let out a moan when Shoto slid a hand between their bodies and cupped at the front of his pants, firmly pressing his palm into the tent formed there which made the smaller arch his back and push his hips into his touch.
It felt good, really good, but there was a problem.
“Shoto. Stop”, the words were bitter on Izuku’s tongue, regretting it as soon as it left his lips. Shoto immediately tore himself off of Izuku and sat up on his haunches, moving as though he’d been struck. His eyes were wide and full of worry, as if frightened he’d hurt him or overstepped boundaries. The last thing he wanted was to make Izuku uncomfortable when they’d only just become official.
“I’m sorry Izuku. Was that too much? Are you okay?” He immediately asked as Izuku sat up and placed a hand on his cheek, gently shushing him reassuringly.
“You didn’t do anything wrong. Don’t panic”, he said softly and a little bit of the worry seemed to lift from his features but not completely. “I really liked it, you weren’t doing anything wrong, it’s just…” Izuku bit his lip as he blushed, Shoto watching him as he patiently waited for him to continue. “My mom… Is a room away”, he whispered and a look of realisation then humiliation crossed Shoto’s attractive features.
“I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean- “, he started in a hurried whisper but Izuku laughing lightly as he shook his head.
“It’s just as much my fault as yours. Besides, I wanted that, I only just realised it when I….” He cleared his throat as he blushed once again. “When I… Made that sound that we should be more careful”, he expressed and Shoto nodded, blushing just as brightly as his lover.
“I-I understand”, Shoto cleared his own throat as they looked away from one another, suddenly overwhelmed by the awkwardness of the situation. Thank God Izuku’s mom hadn’t heard them, if she’d come and investigated then they’d have been toast. They needed to be more careful if they wanted to do anything.
“Maybe we should take it slow”, Izuku suggested as he looked at Shoto, placing his hand on his boyfriend’s which beckoned their eyes to finally meet again. Shoto nodded easily, seeming happy enough with what they’ve already done, but in the back of Izuku’s mind he knew, if his mom were to leave the house, he’d throw ‘slow’ out of the window instantly.
He never considered himself promiscuous or particularly horny, he never really had a reason to be since his aim was on living up to All-Might, but things are different now. He’d developed his crush on Todoroki soon after the sports tournament, experiencing his full power brought of an onslaught of respect for him but as soon as Shoto began opening himself up more, Izuku was overwhelmed by several feelings of attraction. He’d crushed on a few people in his life, honestly he was secretly a bit of a hopeless romantic and fell in love quite easily.
He’d crushed on Kacchan for the longest time, despite being bullied by him relentlessly. Once they moved schools Izuku developed a few new crushes on other people in their class. Once he became friends with Shoto, he was hit with a bigger crush than he’d ever experienced. Shoto was everything Izuku loved in a partner, he was strong, handsome, considerate, a bit guarded, loyal, and protective. Izuku tried not to fixate too hard on the attraction as he’d experienced rejection first-hand before (probably another reason why Kacchan amped up the bullying), so he’d chosen to pretend he felt nothing but friendship. However, when Shoto confessed, he’d never been so filled with joy and desire as he had then (at least in a romantic sense). He wanted him desperately, now that they were official with the titles and everything, Izuku didn’t want to hold back on anything. He wanted to have all his firsts then and there with Shoto. Call him hopeless and naïve but he’d already signed his heart off to Shoto for life; if he proposed right now Izuku would say yes, yes, yes!
“What do you want to do now then?” Shoto finally asked while running his hands up and down Izuku’s arms as if to warm him, snapping Izuku out of his trance. If Izuku could choose he’d say they should continue but that card was off the table for as long as his mom was in the next room.
“Let’s watch a movie”.
They shared a beanbag chair together as they sat in front of Izuku’s TV watching The Lord of the Rings. Shoto had his arm around Izuku, drawing him close to his side while his other hand was interlaced with his in their laps. It was a bit risky seeing as Izuku’s mom could come into his bedroom at any moment and just see them cuddling but they took the risk in order to be as close to one another as possible.
Occasionally Shoto would turn his head and kiss Izuku’s temples or squeeze his hand and Izuku would just soak in the attention happily, nuzzling himself into Shoto’s body and humming pleasantly.
At the point where the fellowship of the ring was formed Izuku couldn’t hold back his desire to kiss against Shoto’s throat, his lips touching skin slowly as he made a trail up his neck. Shoto allowed him to continue and watched the screen, squeezing Izuku’s hand is he climbed up his Adam’s apple and reached his chin. He lowered his face to allow for Izuku’s kisses to ascend to his lips, finally taking his eyes off the TV to look at his boyfriend with a type of ferocity as he accepted Izuku’s lips against his own.
The tension was thick as they kissed, Shoto holding Izuku’s face as he delved his tongue into his mouth, tasting the maki and dumplings they ate earlier. Izuku let out a quiet hum at his intensity, trying to keep his sounds to a minimum as he basked in the attention Shoto dished out to him. He slid his hands into Shoto’s hair and tugged at the locks which rewarded him with a muted growl as Shoto half hovered over him, one of his hands sliding up and down Izuku’s body.
“Izu!” They heard Inko call from the next room and Izuku tensed up while Shoto continued to kiss at him, his lips moving from Izuku’s to kiss down his neck much like he’d done just seconds ago.
“Y-Yeah?!” Izuku stuttered as he called back to his mother, weakly pushing against Shoto, shocked that his boyfriend hasn’t stopped but not putting enough force into indicating he wanted him to stop.
“I’m going to visit Nanami for a while then I’m going to the store, will you boys be okay?” He heard her ask and he felt relief enter his entire body as he melted into Shoto’s kisses, rubbing his hands over Shoto’s shoulders as he allowed him to kiss his collarbone.
“We’ll be fine!”
“Is there anything you want?”
“We’re good mom! Have fun!” He called back, followed by his mother’s final goodbye and the tell-tale sound of the front door shutting. He meant to reach for the remote to pause the movie but Shoto was quick in standing and pulling Izuku along with him, guiding him back to the bed. Izuku happily followed suit and sat on the edge of his mattress, swiftly removing his shirt again while Shoto did the same before he climbed back on top of Izuku and kissed him like a starving man finally finding a meal.
It was erratic and breathless for them as they clawed at one another and kissed whatever they could find. Izuku fumbled with Shoto’s belt while Shoto untied the string of Izuku’s shorts, the two peeling the articles from their legs as soon as they possibly could. They were then both left in their underwear which was the step they finally managed to still for, the two looking at one another once the pants were off and they realised where they were going with this.
“Slow”, they said at the same time and laughed at the simultaneousness. They stopped laughing and once again looked at each other, Shoto hovering above Izuku while Izuku stared up with flared cheeks and short breaths.
“I uh.. Honestly never expected us to go this far but uh…” Shoto struggled with his words and although Izuku knew what he was going to say, he waited for Shoto to speak. “Do you… Want to keep going?”
“Yes”, the answer came out before Shoto finished the sentence and they both smiled shyly at one another “Do you?” Izuku asked back and Shoto smiled tenderly as he lowered his head and brushed their noses against one another sweetly.
“Absolutely”, he agreed and Izuku smiled at him again. “So uh… I’ve never done anything like this before uh.. Like none of this so, how do we… What uh, positions do we take?” Shoto blushed and Izuku grinned at him as he blushed back.
“Do you want to… Do… Me? I think I’d prefer to be the girl”, Izuku flushed after his words and covered his face while whining embarrassingly. He’d always known he was more of a bottom since he realised he had feelings for Kacchan and once he discovered the intensity of those feelings he… Experimented with himself a bit. He couldn’t imagine himself dominating a male partner the first few times, it would have to be something discussed beforehand and if he was honest, in the times playing with himself he’d come to enjoy it immensely. He even went so far as to clean himself before Shoto got here, just in case this happened, and it is happening! His body quivered in anticipation.
Shoto blushed in turn and ducked his head a bit, humming in agreement softly as a few awkward beats passed.
“W-What do I do?” Shoto finally asked and Izuku whined even more behind his hands at the realisation that Shoto intended to actually take part in preparing him.
“I’d… I’ve done… A bit already but… You can help…P-prep-prepare me”, he struggled to push the words from his mouth, and he hoped Shoto understood his muffled words from behind his hands because he’d positively explode if he had to repeat himself to his face.
“You’ve already done it?” Shoto’s voice indicated surprise and Izuku pressed his hands harder against his face as he rolled over onto his side and whined even more. God, Shoto must think he’s a presumptuous pervert now surely! He probably was weirded out by how forward Izuku was, he wanted to die on the spot. “I wish I could’ve seen it”, Shoto was suddenly close to his ear and he felt a chill run along his spine and arousal shoot straight to his cock at the tone and implication behind those words.
“Izu…” Shoto hummed again and licked at his ear, making him whimper timidly behind his hands. “Look at me”, he requested and Izuku obliged as he pulled his hands away and looked up at his lovers mismatched eyes, the stare alone making him want to moan out loud. “Tell me what I must do to prepare you”, he instructed, the embarrassment vanquished from his voice as he looked at Izuku erotically and just like that, the shame flushed from him completely as he gestured to his side table and told Shoto to retrieve the lube from his drawer.
While Shoto moved to get the bottle of translucent liquid, Izuku shimmied his way out of his boxers and put them aside, noting Shoto’s staggered movements as he returned to the bed. His eyes were glued to Izuku’s crotch and the smaller boy couldn’t help but flush a bit at the attention, suddenly feeling insecure about himself. He was average in size and length, so generally he shouldn’t be ashamed of himself but judging by the sizable bulge he saw straining against Shoto’s boxers he couldn’t help but feel insufficient.
Shoto removed his eyes from Izuku’s nether region to look back at his face, his gaze indicating he was waiting for instructions and Izuku swallowed down his insecurity and told Shoto what to do.
Shoto popped the lid open and turned it over to allow for the contents to pour over his hand, rubbing his fingers together to warm it up a bit. He closed the bottle and shuffled himself closer, tapping Izuku’s knee in silent request for him to spread his legs, which he did timidly.
He felt Shoto pull him closer, so much so that his lower half was resting on his thighs and Izuku flushed a bit as he realised that in this position Shoto could see everything. He watched nervously as Shoto stared then reached forward, his wet fingers circling Izuku’s rim which made him squirm a bit in anticipation before he slid his index finger inside. He sighed at the feeling of Shoto’s finger inside him and clutched at the sheets below him, whimpering softly as Shoto slowly moved his finger in and out of him.
“You’re quite loose”, Shoto noted as he added a second finger shortly after the first and Izuku couldn’t help the moan that escaped his lips at the sensation. “Did it feel good when you played with yourself?” Shoto dropped his tone a bit as he fingered Izuku a bit faster, curling his fingers inside him every time he was knuckle deep inside. Izuku whined an affirmative and Shoto hummed back deeply. “Did you imagine it was me while doing it?” He asked and Izuku whimpered more, the arousal of Shoto’s words causing his cock to twitch as he hummed another affirmative, feeling positively overwhelmed by how horny Shoto was making him feel.
“Shoto…” He whimpered as he opened his teary eyes to look at his lover who inserted a third finger, his ministrations becoming more forceful and determined.
“Does it feel good?” He queried and Izuku nodded to him as he balled the sheets in his hands, giving Shoto a positively erotic expression that nearly made him cum in his boxers. God, he couldn’t wait to be inside him. He spread his fingers inside Izuku, stretching him as much as he could without hurting him. His cock was starting to hurt in his boxers and he wanted nothing more than to at least fist his cock while he prepped Izuku to alleviate a fraction of the pressure. He’d never been so horny in his life.
“Shoto please…” Izuku’s begging made Shoto grunt harshly.
“Are you sure you’re prepped enough?”
“Yes… Please… I need you”, he pleaded and Shoto couldn’t be more willing to oblige as he withdrew his fingers from Izuku’s ass and quickly worked his boxers from his hips which left him completely bare to his lover.
Izuku was pleased to discover that Shoto indeed was sizable, a bit bigger than him in terms of length and he couldn’t help it as his weeping cock dripped with some precum. He was also fascinated to discover that Shoto’s neatly trimmed pubic hair was just like his head of hair, a split of white and red and he noted it with a sense of endearment.
Shoto pumped his cock with his lubed up hand and hissed at the touch, feeling as though from just watching Izuku he was ready to burst at any moment. “Last chance to say no”, he warned Izuku who shook his head and wiggled his ass in front of Shoto, pleading for him to please hurry.
Shoto nodded and shuffled closer to Izuku who lifted himself back onto Shoto’s thighs, watching in anticipation as Shoto lined up his cock with his tight ring of muscle. “Tell me if it hurts”, Shoto said a moment before he slid himself inside Izuku who seized up and arched his back at the feeling of the intrusion. “Fuck Izu, ease up, you’re really tight”, Shoto sighed as he stopped half way, waiting for Izuku to stop tensing before he continued until he bottomed out.
He hovered over Izuku as he panted, trying not to cum at the feeling of his lover’s warm, tight ass swallowing his cock. His hands found Izuku’s as he looked down at him from above, watching the tension leave his freckled face before he opened his teary eyes and looked at Shoto. “Are you okay?” He panted and Izuku nodded, waiting a moment before he told Shoto he could move.
It was so full. That’s how it felt. It stung a bit from the stretch but not as much as it would’ve hurt had they not gone through the effort of preparing him. Izuku felt Shoto pull out of him, nearly completely exiting before he thrust back in, managing to successfully hit that sensitive spot deep inside him. He groaned loudly and Shoto breathed out a chuckle as he began to repeat the process, moving himself in and out of Izuku’s body. The room was filled with echoes of their lovemaking and the background noise of Gandalf scolding Pippin for making a noise in the mines.
Shoto leaned down and kissed Izuku deeply, the smaller reciprocating as his hands squeezed Shoto’s, overwhelmed by the sensations shooting through his body. His head was spinning and even though they’ve only just started he could feel that he was close, dangerously close. Shoto pulled away and Izuku was rewarded with the most beautiful sounds of Shoto moaning as he thrust into Izuku, letting out gasps every time Izuku clenched a bit or responding to his moans.
“It feels… So good… I’m already… So… So close”, Izuku warned, lacking embarrassment for how quick it was for him to already be on the precipice of coming when no one had even so much as grazed his cock.
“Me too…” Shoto kissed at Izuku’s neck, panting desperately.
“Come… Come with me…” Izuku pleaded and he felt Shoto nod against him as his pace suddenly picked up, bordering on desperate movements.
“Sho… Shoto… I-I love you! I really love you”, maybe he was pathetic for saying ‘I love you’ so early in but he couldn’t help it, he was so far gone in love with Shoto there was no use denying it.
“I… love you too Izuku… I love you… Fuck…” he cursed as he moved faster, managing to hit that nerve in Izuku every time and it wasn’t long before Izuku fell over the edge and all he could see was white. His entire body seized up and his back arched as he felt his untouched cock spray cum over his stomach and chest, his lungs struggling to gasp any air at the intense ministrations that ripped through his body. He vaguely felt Shoto orgasm inside him, a muted sensation of heat building up in his ass as Shoto filled him with his release.
It took a good few minutes for them to recover from their orgasms, both boys panting desperately and trying to regain some sort of composure. Soon their eyes met and they stared at one another as they breathed heavily, both feeling the exact same thing and expressed it likewise.
“I love you”, another simultaneous confession and they giggled breathlessly as they stared at one another with adoration, leaning close and kissing one another. Shoto slowly pulled out of Izuku and rolled over to lie beside him, a silence falling over them aside from their levelling breaths and the sound of Gandalf shouting: ‘You shall not pass!’.
“I need to shower”, Izuku said after a few more beats and Frodo screamed for Gandalf.
“May I join?”
As if the water didn’t make the small shower space heated enough, he two once again were filled with heavy breaths as Shoto pushed Izuku against the wall and fisted their cocks together. Izuku leaned his head back against the wall as his hands clutched at Shoto’s shoulders, trying to focus his attention on just standing.
Shoto growled his name as he leaned close and bit at his neck teasingly, but not going so hard as to leave a mark. They surprised themselves by how fast they’d recovered from their previous orgasm, seeing as it was the most intense one either have ever experienced, but now that they had taste of one another, they were insatiable.
Izuku pushed Shoto off and switched places as he pressed him up against the wall, kissing his mouth once before he dropped to his knees. Shoto swallowed thickly as he stared down at Izuku kneeling before him, placing his palms flat against the wall as he licked his lips in anticipation. Izuku tentatively licked at Shoto’s tip and the boy responded with a sharp breath, his eyes closing as Izuku continued the action.
He swirled his tongue around the head before licking stripes up his shaft, soon feeling Shoto’s hands grasp at his wet locks. He once again reached the tip and swirled his tongue, glancing up to barely see Shoto’s face before water flooded his vision. He blinked away the blurriness and sucked in a breath before he wrapped his lips around Shoto’s cock and experimentally moved up and down the length.
He felt Shoto’s fingers grip at his hair and he took this as a sign to continue doing as he was. He moved down until he gagged, hearing Shoto gasp at the feeling of his throat close around him. He ascended and slid down again to choke before he found a safe pace to bob his head at. Shoto panted above him and his hands played with his hair. He swirled his tongue when he reached the top and descended down once more, the action seeming to spike the volume in which Shoto reacted.
Izuku couldn’t help himself as he took his hand to his own cock and jerked in rhythm with his bobs, noticing that Shoto’s hips were swaying to his movements. It didn’t take too long after that before he heard Shoto warn him that he was getting close and Izuku picked up the pace, sucking until he felt Shoto grab his head and force it down as he came in his throat, the feeling of his orgasm spilling in his mouth enough to make him go over the edge and come in his hand.
They recovered faster this time than the last as Shoto helped Izuku stand and smothered him in kisses, telling him how good he made him feel and how well he had done; Izuku basked in the praise.
Shoto helped Izuku clean up and apologised profusely for coming inside him without asking. Izuku continued to assure him that he was happy that he had.
Soon enough they finally left the shower and got dressed, seating themselves in the one beanbag chair to continue watching the movie, having to replay the movie midway since they’d missed half of it.
Eventually Izuku’s mom came back and prepared a hot pot for the boys, which they joyfully ate with her, holding hands under the table whenever they possibly could. Inko asked a lot of questions about Shoto who politely answered what he could, trying not to be affected too much by her beaming about his father being Endeavour. He felt Izuku squeeze his hand reassuringly under the table. He knew she didn’t mean to tick him off, she had no way of knowing, so he tried not to let himself hold it against her.
“It really is so lovely to have one of Izuku’s friends here! It’s been so long since he brought a guest!” Inko beamed and Shoto smiled politely at her.
“I’m happy to be here, thank you so much for allowing me to stay the night in your home and for preparing food for us. I appreciate it”, he bowed his head respectfully to her and she waved him off and giggled.
“It’s an absolute pleasure Todoroki-kun! I’m just happy to finally meet you! Izuku has told me so much about you!”, she prattled and Shoto looked over at Izuku who blushed.
“Good things I hope?” He smiled.
“Trust me, I don’t believe I’ve heard a single bad thing about you. Izu is always going on about how ‘Todoroki-kun is so strong! And his ability is so amazing!’ and going on about all the logistics he’s picked up from you like he does with everyone’s quirks!” Shoto rose a brow at her and looked over at Izuku who blushed brightly.
“You’re embarrassing me mom”, Izuku whined and she giggled.
“It’s my job to embarrass you! I haven’t had the chance since Bakugo-kun was here!” She pouted and that struck a nerve in Shoto as he glanced at Izuku who blushed again. He’d briefly forgotten that Bakugo and Izuku were childhood classmates, or something like that. He was surprised that Bakugo has even been to his house, he assumed that Bakugo was only ever around to bully Izuku. “Speaking of which, how is Kacchan?” She asked Izuku who blustered a bit, giving Shoto an awkward look.
“The same”, he answered.
“A pity you haven’t invited him around since you were children, I always thought you were quite fond of him, so much so he might’ve been a girl you liked from how much you’d talk about him”, she teased and Izuku flushed an embarrassing shade of red. It never occurred to Shoto that Izuku might’ve liked Bakugo, but now it did and he wondered whether it was so. Even if it was, he had to remind himself that Izuku was with him and not Bakugo, there was no need to feel threatened.
Soon enough they excused themselves from the table and thanked her for the food. She gave Shoto a futon for him to sleep on, and he thanked her despite knowing there was no way he was going to sleep in it unless Izuku slept in it with him.
“Sorry about that. She always enjoys embarrassing me whenever I have friends”, Izuku apologised as soon as he shut the door, Shoto moving and placing the futon down on the floor.
“Like Bakugo?” he commented as he laid out the futon just in case she came in and asked why it wasn’t set out.
“Ugh don’t even go there!”, Izuku groaned and Shoto chuckled, turning, and lying back on the bedding as he stared up at his boyfriend.
“So did you have a crush on Kacchan?” He rose a brow at him and Izuku groaned again, sitting down on the futon in front of Shoto and mussing his hair.
“Why are you asking me that?” He whined and Shoto chuckled as he sat up, gently caressing Izuku’s freckled cheek, leaning close and humming in consideration.
“Curious? I didn’t think about whether you’d liked anyone before me”, he stated. “I’ve never liked anyone before, so I was curious if you’re the same”.
“Yes I’ve liked other people before… And yes… Kacchan was one of them”, Izuku faintly blushed and Shoto hummed in acknowledgement as he kissed his cheeks gently. “In fact… I actually confessed to him… That’s why he… Stopping coming over”, Izuku’s voice softened a bit and Shoto paused in his kissing and looked at him curiously, noting the saddened expression on his face. “He said I was gross for liking him and that there’s no way he’d like someone as weak… As me”, his shoulders drooped and Shoto sighed before he leaned in again and kissed at his temple.
“His loss”, he replied and Izuku hummed softly. “At least that means I have you all to myself. And Bakugo can suck it for missing out on someone as amazing as you. I love you Izuku, I really do and I think you’re stronger than anyone I’ve ever met”, he stated and Izuku lifted his head to smile at Shoto, grasping his face and pecking his lips.
“I feel the same about you Sho”, he whispered and they smiled to one another before leaning in and kissing. The kiss was slow and tender at first until it became progressively more heated. Izuku placed his hands on Shoto’s shoulders and pushed him onto his back before he climbed on top of him. He smiled mischievously at his boyfriend as he slipped off his pants and boxers, Shoto giving him a stunned expression.
“But your mom is- “.
“We’ll just have to be quiet”, he grinned as he pulled Shoto’s half hard cock from his pants, stroking it to it’s full potential. Izuku stuck his fingers in his mouth before he pulled them out and lowered his hand to finger his ass, adding some form of lubrication as he was too lazy to reach the drawer and pull out the bottle.
Soon enough he slipped Shoto home and lowered himself on his cock. They both gave restrained grunts and Izuku rose his shirt to his mouth in order to muffle his noises. They moved slowly, Shoto’s hands on Izuku’s hips as he rocked back and forth and up and down, trying to find a rhythm.
They maintained eye contact while Izuku rode him, his cock occasionally brushing that nerve in Izuku that made him bite down harder into the fabric of his shirt. There was nowhere else either of them wanted to be as they lovingly gazed at one another, moving their bodies in silenced pleasure, going slow and allowing the tension to slowly build up and up until it snapped.
This time, Izuku pulled off of Shoto and took his climax in his mouth while Shoto did the same for Izuku.
They ended up staying on the futon, bodies close and breaths in tune. They held one another and stared into each other’s eyes in the darkness, occasionally exchanging kisses and whispering sweet nothings into their ears. They fell asleep like that in one another’s arms, their breathing in tune as they held one another.
Inko couldn’t bear to wake them when she came to check on them, a smile appearing on her face as she noted the peaceful expression her son wore in his sleep, nuzzling himself closer into Shoto’s chest. No, she’d let them sleep, and closed the door with a warmth in her chest and a smile on her face.