Reading Fanfiction Chapter 1, a my hero academia/僕のヒーローアカデミア fanfic

Fan fiction

"Hey Midoriya!" said Kirishima as he sat in the common room looking through his phone, Izuku turned on his chair to look at the red head and smiled to show he was listening. "So I figured since you are an All Might otaku, you would know about Fanfiction sites right?" Kirishimi said and Izuku blinked blankly. "Oh… well never mind then, I just figured you would be able to recommend some good ones" He said and Minata turned to him with a creepy smile. "I know some good ones" he said and Eijiro looked nervously to him "Eh, it's okay, I should be fine looking for some myself" he said before leaving the room

This didn't stop Minata though as he moved to Izuku, he wrote down a web address and smiled. "You should look this up later, you will thank me for it" he said and Midoriya just looked at the paper and said nothing. Now had anyone else been in the room at that point they most likely would have snatched the paper away from Izuku before he could even register what was happening, but as he was now alone, he had no such luck.

Later that evening after classes were done and training was finished, Izuku when to his room and took out his phone. He typed in the address to find it was a fan story site. And it suddenly seemed to make sense to him, he used to write on boards like this one too, retelling his encounters with heros in the city for people who might have missed it, that must that been what Kirishima meant earlier, he would have to stop by afterwards and tell him a few of his favorites.

Out of curiousity he began to browse the site by alphabet, he was going to go to All Might first, but he decided he would leave that till last, almost all the hero's he knew of were listed, but there were a few names he didn't know, and some villians too. This confused him a bit, but he kept scrolling, and that is when he came upon a name that made his hand freeze. 'Deku'

He stared at it for some time and then clicked the link. He didn't expect as many stories to appear as did, and the titles seemed strange. 'I'll Light your fire' or 'Burn for me' finger hovered over a normal looking one called 'you saved me' and he tapped it.

'the match was over, and Shouto had won, or at least that was how midnight had called it. In truth, the young Todoroki did not feel like he had won at all, he looked at the boy laying to the ground, broken and done, and he felt as though this green haired rookie had completely defeated him, inside and out…'

Izuku read what seemed like a personal battle report, and a blush came over his face as he thought about Shouto writing these words. But then did that mean he was meant to be writing reports like this too? No one had told him this.

He clicked on another one, again it was from Todoroki, this one seemed more ordinary, it was talking about how he would watch Midoriya in class, how his eyes were on him all the time, how he would sometimes find himself frustrated that they would have to leave school and return home, as he didn't feel like he could do anything without his classmate near him.

Izuku put his phone down for a moment, his breath was a bit heavy at that moment and he needed to calm down. Had Minata given him a link to Tokoroki's personal files on people? Was this how he felt about him? He picked his phone up again and looked at the list.

'Stain'

He clicked on it.

'How had he ended up in this situation? Trying to desperately save the person he cared most about. Izuku Midoriya..'

He closed the page and felt sweat pouring down his face. The person…. He… cared about most… his heart was hammering as he thought about it, and he reviewed all the times that they had been together. All the small smiles, how he had been the fi… no, the only one to answer his distress call, how at camp he was always so trusting of him, how… how he broke the rules for him so he could rescue Ka-chan.

Did Shouto like him?

He looked at the list again, there were other links like centre of my world, flying, Hard to let go. There was another section called 'M' he furrowed his brow and clicked on it, not knowing what to expect. They were not titled only numbered, and so he clicked 01.

'I could see him training in the practice yard, he did this almost every evening, and every evening I would go to watch him from my hiding place. I couldn't help myself, I think some of the class know how I feel, how he makes me feel. How late at night when everyone is asleep I would moan out his name as I pleasure myself. How I would close my eyes as I felt my-'

He closed the link and tried to calm his breathing. What was he reading? Why was he still reading it?

He clicked link 02

'I can't get him out of my mind, I wonder sometimes if he is thinking of me this way? I lay down on my mat and look at my room. When they all came here and asked how I got it done so fast, I just said 'I worked hard' that was all I could say as they looked at my room. I couldn't tell them I had to get it done quickly so I could be near him again. Even though I felt so tired, I didn't want to leave his side.

Could he be thinking like that about me? I close my eyes and imagine, I think of him coming to my room late at night, opening my door quietly so no one else can hear. He will watch me as I rest and kneel beside me, his hands those beautiful broken hands, caress my skin and I open my eyes to look at him. We don't say a word, we already know why he is here, I reach out to him and pull him down to me, our lips battle as I push him over so he is below me, So innocent, so pure, I want nothing more than to strip this from him, I want to take him and fuck him so hard that h-'

Once again he closed the page.

His heart was beating really hard now and he closed the app on his phone. He felt like he shouldn't be reading this, why had Minata given it to him? Did he have everyones sites? Midoriya closed his eyes as he tried to calm his racing heart and his laboured breath. He hadn't ever thought about anything like that before. So how was he meant to… what was he meant to do with this information?

The next morning he got up to brush his teeth as usual, he stood in his spot and a few moments Later Todoroki stood beside him, his brush stopped moving and he turned to look at his friend, almost instantly a pale blue eye looked to him and Izuku felt himself blushing. Todoroki turned to look at him with some concern, and Iida on the other side of him also turned. "Are you okay?" Iida said and Izuku couldn't speak, he just felt himself getting redder "I think he's choking!" Iida said and without hesitation Shouto had arms wrapped around his waist. "N-no!" Izuki managed to stammer out, and Shouto stood still behind him, arms still in place.

"Midoriya, are you sick? Your body tempeture is high and" Shouto was saying and next thing Izuku knew he was shouting 'full cowling' and bolting from the room as fast as he could.

He lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling. What had just happened? What had he just done? Why had he done it, why was he feeling so bothered?

He thought back on what had happened. Iida said he was choking… Shouto wanted to save him. That was all that happened, that was it, so why was his mind thinking differently?

He pressed his hands against his eyes as though it would make the images in his mind go away, but it didn't help at all, hands pressed firmly around his waist, he was strong, he could feel it as he had been pulled back against him 'I want to take him and f-'Hands shot down from his face and he flipped himself over so he was face down on the bed. He had to stop thinking about it, Shouto didn't know he knew, and if he found out he knew he might be angry at him.

His phone buzzed, he dragged it out of his pocket and looked at the screen. 'can you open your door?' – Todoroki. He turned in his bed and sat up looking at the door, Shouto was on the other side, he was outside asking to come in, he wanted to come in… Izuku repeated this phrase in his mind in to the point of it being ridiculous. Eventually there was a knock on the door and he jumped.

"Midoriya?" the handle of the door wiggled and Izuku realised that he hadn't locked the door. Shouto walked in and closed the door behind himself slowly. Izuku just watched him unmoving, his face getting redder by the second, a hand was placed to his forehead and a thin layer of ice was produced. "You should stay in bed today Midoriya, I will stay with you if you are not feeling well" Shouto said and Izuku bounced back from his hand and held out his phone.

"ISAWYOURWEBSITEBECAUSEIWASGIVENALINKANDIREADSOMEBUTIDON'TKNOWHOWIFEELIAMSORRYPLEASELETMETHINK!" He said and Todoroki blinked slowly and took the phone from Midoriya. He clicked on one of the numbered links and began reading it slowly, he didn't say anything, he just read as his cheeks began to burn.

After a moment he handed the phone back to Izuku and ran a hand through his hair "I didn't write this" he said after a while, and Izuku just looked at him and then to the phone, and then back to him again. "But, if you didn't…" He edged over to the sit at the side of his bed and looked at his phone again, Shouto sat beside him and also looked to the screen. "I don't know. But they seem to know us from what I could tell. Whoever wrote the story had intricate knowledge of our anatomy, from scars and dimensions, to our routines, though I am not sure that I agree with the use of words they have us using sometimes, yet I must compliment them on their writing skills."

Midoriya's cheeks burned brighter as he scanned over some of the words written and looked at Todoroki with widening eyes. "I-I don't think that their writing skills are what we should be focusing on Todoroki-kun, someone… they think we… that we are…" "Having intimate sexual relations with each other. It would seem that way" Todoroki finished and this caused Midoriya to crumple up on himself in embarrassment, Shouto however did not seem too fazed.

After flicking through a few other storied posted Todoroki let out a soft hmm "Well it would seem that this is a site for others to write out fantasies they have of people together. Juding from the lack of details in some, and comparing it to the details in the stories about us, I would say that the author has insider knowledge. And is perhaps someone we dorm with." He concluded and this got Midoriya looking up. "Someone here? But why would they…" He blinked as he began to think about it. He did spend a fair amount of time around Shouto, perhaps whoever was writing this had the wrong idea. They might assume they were secretly dating, and by writing these stories it would only perpetuate the lie, what if the lie was already spreading through the dorms, what if everyone already thought that they were a couple, if that was the case then they should do something about it, what if other people thought that this was the truth, after all Todoroki was right, there was a lot of true details in the stories and that was what made him think they had been written by Todoroki himself, but if not Shouto then who….

"That is a good question" Todoroki said and Izuku jumped, he hadn't realised that he had begun to speak his thoughts out loud, he looked to his friend, still blushing but not as badly as before and then looked back at his phone. "Well… maybe if we read them… we might find something out?" he suggested and Shouto only nodded. And so Izuku went back to the start of them, he clicked the first one and they read silently together.

It only took a few seconds for him to realise that it was not about him and Todoroki, but it was about a girl and him, though he didn't know who the girl was meant to be, it still caused his stomach to squirm and as he looked at his friend he could see the blush growing a shade deeper.

He clicked number two then, and began to read it again, but this time knowing that it was not Todoroki that had wrote it.

I kiss him again, slower this time, and in my imagination he moans for me so softly, in reality I lower my hand to a growing issue in my boxers. I think of his ands trailing up my back as I begin to fondle my balls, I am already painfully hard at this point and my mouth is salivating at the thoughts of kissing a trail down his neck, I turn to pick up some lotion and just as I put some on my hand there is a quiet knock to my door.

"Yes?" I manage to get out is a low tone, I didn't expect the person to take that as a sign that they could enter, and I certainly didn't expect Izuku to be shyly popping his head through the door. I sit up quickly in effort to hide my pulsing member from him. Blanket pools around my groin and render my erection invisible for now. I rub the lotion in my hands as my classmate scratches the back of his head in apology.

"Sorry for waking you Todoroki-kun" Damn his voice is so fucking cute when he speaks this way "I am having a problem with an assignment Mic gave us, and you are one of the best in class at English so I was hoping you could help me, but if you are too tired I understand that I mean you have a lot going on and you were probably studying already so I will just see myself out, sorry for taking up your time.

(Todoroki looked at Midoriya as he read that part and laughed softly. "That is very much like you")

Before he could escape I manage to say "No, I'll help" I say, trying to will my erection to go down, Midoriya turns to me and produces a bright smile, the type I love and I find myself smiling softly in return, he comes to the edge of my futon and sits next to me. I look at the paper he holds out, Past tense to present and future tense, he is right, I am good at these and I turn myself to sit next to him, forgetting about my problem in that moment. I take the papers from him and he gets a clear look at the bulge that is straining the cotton. It is only as I begin to explain to him that I notice him staring.

("That paper was nine weeks ago, I asked you to help me in class" Izuku commented)

There was something almost erotic about him staring at me, and it only served to make my need grow more desperate, he slowly let his eye move up to meet mine, and there was a blush on his face as heavy as mine. I didn't know what to do in that moment, if it were a dream I would pull him into a kiss, I would tell him how I feel, I would push him down on my Futon and grind him till he begged me to take him.

My blush got heaver, and Midoriya bit his lip "S-S-Sorry, I'll g-g-go" He went to stand up but my hand gripped his, I didn't mean to do it, it just moved unconsciously just like that day at the sports festival, he was making my body react without my mind having a say in it. We both stared at our hands for what felt like an eternity and eventually I said in a tone just over a whisper "stay"

"Todoroki-kun?" he said equally as quiet, his words were a question and I looked up to him, I was terrified, nothing has scared me as much as I am now, I can see fear in his eyes too, but I press on "Please… I need you Izuku"

As I said his name his eyes seemed to shimmer to life for a moment, and he moved forward without hesitation. I never expected him to be so forceful, I always imagined he would be meek and needing encouragement, but as his lips drank from mine I could feel his presence dominating me. And I moaned against him eagerly. This seemed to encourage him as I could feel him smiling in the kiss, teeth grazed my bottom lip and a calloused hand lowered me back to the futon as he nudged my legs open so he could get between them.

"Iz-Izuku" I stammer as he kisses my neck, he is pushing my shirt up as he worries the skin, not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough that I close my eyes and moan at the sensation. His leaves move away, leaving the spot he had worked on feeling naked and cold, but that is soon forgotten as he bites down my chest, I didn't know pain could feel this way, every sensation in my body seems reversed and I am already starting to pant for wanting him.

In my imagination it would be Izuku beneath me, innocent blush on his cheek as he coyly begs me to continue, but here in reality he is the one in control, a hand slips under the waistband of my boxers and he roughly grips my ass, pulling it up so my erection grinds painfully against him. "Fuck!" I exclaim, and I pray no one heard me, my cheeks flair up bright red and wicked green eyes look at me, and his smile is different now. It's confident, he knows he has me, and can have me as many times and in as many ways as he wants.

"That comes later, first I have to look after you" He said and next thing I know he has my boxers down, My penis stands to attention and I partially sit up to look at him, I am panting harder than I thought I would at this point and it is almost too much to take. He looks at me through hooded eyes and dips his head. My heart is racing, is this really happening? His tongue flicks out and he quickly clears away the precum that had formed on my head, he runs a finger between the slit and I cry out, not ready for the roughness of his skin. "Shouto… you must try to contain yourself, we don't want someone to disturb us while we are studying do we?"

I look at him chest heaving and shake my head, and my eyes widen as he places his finger to his mouth and slowly draws it out. "Good, You are delicious and I want to enjoy this" He says as he dips down and begins to lap at my cock, teasing it and kissing it kissing to the side of it, but not taking it in, only making me feel more and more desperate, my hips buck in wanting and he uses a strong hand to pin them down, he is working at the base of my cock now, suck and nipping at the tender flesh, he takes one of my balls into his mouth and I have to bite my arm to stop myself from crying out. It feels so good, but it's not enough. I want more, I want to be inside him, or have him inside me, I didn't care which.

"Please Izuku." I beg, and my hands grip to his hair with need. He looks up to regard me and a soft hum escapes his pink lips. "Already? it can't be helped I guess." He says before he places his lips over my head, I have to grit my teeth to avoid moaning loudly, the sound still escapes but it is muffled as a result. He bobs his head up and down as he works upon my already aching member, I can feel his tongue pulsing against me as he pumps me, My panting grows more ragged and I want to tell him I am going to cum, but all I can get out is his name in ragged breaths. I repeat it again and again as he works at me faster, and the pressure swells up, he seems to know it as he pulls back just in time for me to ejaculate to my stomach, spurts of my milky seed spatter on my lower torso and I feel mortified as he watches. But there is nothing I can do but let my climax pass.

"you're so beautiful Shouto" He says as he moves down to kiss me, I hear a click and he moves back, he pours my lotion to his hand and slips down his own pajamas, he is hard and a bit bigger than I thought he would be, he pulls a leg out of his pants so he can get on all fours over me and then he begins to kiss me again, harder this time. I can feel him beating at himself as he takes my lips hungrily and I kiss him back with just as much fervour, he is moaning as he pleasures himself on top of me. And in the back of my mind I register that perhaps I should be helping him.

Before I can act on my thoughts however he speaks. "I have wanted to do this- for so long now." He hitched my hips up and puts his dick in the crack of my ass. "I want to fuck you Shouto" he says as he pumps between my cheeks gripping one with the hand that is holding me up "I want to bury myself inside you and keep going until I fill you to bursting" He says and I can't speak, I am lost in him now, the only thing I know is desire.

"But-" he says as the heat curls up in me once again. "Not here, not like this" He repositions himself so his dick is now pressing against mine, I am hard again, and he grinds against me, my hips bounce in response and he moans at the friction, the sound seems to wake me up, I push on his shoulder and flip him to his back. He is clearly not ready for this from the shocked look on his face, but I say nothing, I just continue to grind against him, I am in control now, and as he had kissed me, I begin to kiss him. I start on his shoulder tough, and I am not as careful as he was, I know I will leave a mark, but I don't care, he still has his top on but it doesn't matter as I rub my cock harder against his, thrusting and grinding looking for release, but something is missing. I grab my Lotion again, sloppily squeezing some out, I grip his cock and mine together, holding them in place as the lotion gives just enough lubrication for movement to be comfortable.

He is panting now too, and I can hear him softly saying my name as I ride him to completion, he is pulling his top up and it takes me a moment to figure out why, his seed pours out of the tip and covers my hand and his stomach, I am still not done, so I ride out his orgasm as he bucks under me, and just as he softens under me I come again, this time on him, not as much spills from me this time, but it doesn't matter. Without thinking I bring my hand to my mouth, tasting his semen. He is watching me as I do it, and pulls me down to kiss him again.

I feel tired now, but content, and he is smiling beside me as he kisses me softly one more time.

"I still need help with English Todoroki-kun" he says and my eyes widen to this, I had forgotten why he had come in the first place, and for a moment it felt like I had been in a dream again. "Okay but… give me a moment to recover."

They had both fallen silent as they read the fiction before them, neither one daring to move as they processed what they had read. After another few minutes of silently sitting Midoriya spoke. "That was…" it was all he could manage and Todoroki looked at him, they stared at each other for a moment and they Midoriya began to laugh, and after a moment so did Shouto "they have a vivid imagination" he said and Izuku nodded.

"But man, it really is well written, my heart is racing and it's not even real!" Shouto was nodding in agreement and he handed to phone back to Izuku "Yes, whoever wrote this has to have a high level in writing. As they must be in out class, as how else would they know about the paper?"

Midoriya nodded and looked back at the phone.

"I would suggest reading Number 3, but I should get ready for class" he said and Shouto agreed, but before he left they arranged to meet again later that night to read the next one. If they looked at the clues, perhaps they might figure out who was writing these to put an end to it.