Midoriya did not get it, it made no sense to him. He was not flexible, he was not even graceful—yet here he was, down on the beach at sunrise with Todoroki, doing yoga of all things. Todoroki made it all look easy, so graceful, and all Midoriya was doing was trying not to fall forward. It would probably help if he stopped watching Todoroki move into different poses and pay more attention to what he was doing, but it was hard not to watch him.
"You need to work your core more," Todoroki said. "Try the breathing exercise I showed you."
The way he was told to breath made his head dizzy and his body sway. Lifting back up, arms to the air, he bent over, trying to touch his toes. Bending his knees, he stepped back one foot, then his other foot. Lifting his hips, he stretched his shoulders best he could. The sun salutations where hard. As Midoriya tried to dip into the cobra, he felt his arms give and his body plop to the ground. Groaning, Midoriya rolled on his mat, wiping his face with his shirt collar.
"Rest for a moment in child's pose," Todoroki said, continuing the graceful flow that Midoriya knew he would never master. Panting out, he knew he should move to the resting post, but he also knew laying on his mat like this was more comfortable and relaxing. He could see the sun peaking over the horizon, and the way the clouds changed colors. Plus, he had the best view of Todoroki this way.
"You aren't even trying," Todoroki said as he positioned himself into a plank, holding it effortlessly, his muscles tense though is body stayed perfectly still.
Taking in a deep breath, Midoriya watched as Todoroki's shirt was still hiked up his back, the muscles in his side and back clenched tight, glistening from their work out. It was hard to miss the definitions in his arms, every muscle clearly lined out.
"You should at least cool down," Todoroki said, before lowering to the ground and assuming child's pose.
"Just let me die in peace," Midoriya groaned out, taking way too many liberties staring at Todoroki.
"I know you are staring at me."
He could feel his face warm up, rolling over and facing away from Todoroki, he knew he was so transparent and was never able to hide what was going on his head. "Sorry."
"At least stretch some," Todoroki said, lifting off his mat and moving over where he laid out. "Come on."
"How are you so good at this?" Midoriya asked, rolling over as Todoroki took his leg, stretching him some.
Shrugging, Todoroki pushed at his leg a bit, he could the feel pull of the muscle as he did this, but he also really enjoyed the contact.
"When my dad had worked me too hard… even as a small child… he would work me till I threw up. One day, I saw my sister doing poses in her room and started to copy her. It didn't take long before she caught me and started to teach me different breathing and meditation techniques. It really helped me get through the shit with my father." There was a difference in Todoroki's face as he explained all this, even as he pushed and pulled at his limbs, stretching out, never missing a beat.
Midoriya knew what a dick Todoroki's father was, hell, everyone knew. Endeavor thought he had a puppet he could pull strings with, what he didn't know was just how strong his son had become.
"So… you've been doing this for awhile then?"
"Yeah, once I passed what my sister could teach me, I went online and started to look up more advanced poses and forms. I love coming down here in the morning, it is quiet and no where my father would even think to come find me."
They were seated now face to face— their legs spread as Midoriya had his feet on Todoroki's ankles. He was being pulled forward, though he could not go far, he was getting better each time they did this. His muscles were still so tight, feeling the pull Todoroki gave him gently— little by little.
Finally cooled down, both of them laid on Midoriya's mat, watching the clouds move above them. It was hard not to turn and look closer at Todoroki, the way the scar around his eye up into his hairline only accented the color of his hair. Strange how such a scar made him even more striking to look at. A single drop of sweat went from his brow, down his neck, leaving a wet trial in its path.
Midoriya wasn't even thinking when he reached out and touched at the path leading down Todoroki's neck. For once, Todoroki did not flinch. At first with any touch, he would flinch away for a moment before settling back down. Rolling on his side, he propped his head with his hand and looked down at Midoriya, his face blank but his eyes said everything he needed to know.
Leaning up, Midoriya kissed him quickly, knowing his face was flushed as his heart started to pound into his chest. Todoroki's hand touching at his chest and slowly moving to his neck, reaching behind his head where he knew he was all sweaty. A cold chill ran down his spine as Todoroki used his quirk to cool him down a bit.
"Always so easy to get worked up," Todoroki said before leaning down, letting his lips brush across his before pulling away. "But not here, too out in the open."
Standing up, Todoroki grabbed his mat, shaking it out and rolling it up. Midoriya could still feel the ghost of that cold hand on his skin. Shaking his head, he jumped up, grabbing his mat and running after Todoroki.
There was a bridge nearby he followed Todoroki too. There was not much traffic out as the sun was just barely on the horizon. It was darkened with shadows as they walked along the rocks under the bridge, setting their mats and bags down.
Both of their shirts clung to their skin from their morning workout. When he first agreed to do this with Todoroki, he had no idea just how hard it was. It was no wonder he did not see him much in the weight room at the gym. With the poses he did, his body stayed fit, lean— strong.
"You don't cool yourself down as you workout?"
Todoroki shook his head, running his hair through his hair. From the sweat he had worked up, it stayed slicked back, leaving his face open and not covered by his hair.
"It is good to sweat. I could easily cool my body down, but when working out, I find it best to allow myself to sweat and cool without the use of my quirk."
It was so hard not to look at how his shirt had molded to his body, reaching out, Todoroki took Midoriya's hand and pulled him close. Still holding his hand, Todoroki lifted his other, laying his palm flat against Midoriya's neck. A cold rush coming over his body, his sweat chilling over instantly.
A quick shiver and Midoriya found himself being kissed. The hand on his neck not cold anymore, but the mouth on his hot. He could taste the salt from Todoroki's upper lip and the closer he moved in, the warmer is body became again.
"Do it again," Midoriya whispered against his lips.
His body tingled as the cold sensation filled him. He hand on his neck slowly pushing him back against a cement post under the bridge, trapping him as Todoroki pressed firmer against him.
"Cooled down enough now?"
Nodding, Midoriya grabbed at Todoroki's damp shirt, leaning forward to kiss him again, pulling him against his body as tight as he could. Wrapping his arms around Todoroki's waist, he felt that familiar lightheadedness he did when he breathed in too quickly on his breathing practices.
Maybe it was Todoroki who made him dizzy, maybe it was the warm morning air, maybe it was the way Todoroki's tongue slowly licked into his mouth, parting his lips and playfully flicking at his own tongue.
Whatever it was, Midoriya's mind had been taken over. Todoroki was moving his hands under his shirt and up his sides, the familiar fog that was Todoroki— and there was no way out. It was easy to just fall into step with Todoroki, waking up and doing yoga, studying after school, and practicing on weekends.
Hands that did not run cold or hot anymore continued to move under his shirt, up to his chest. Fingers pinching at his nipples, making him gasp and pull from the kiss— a line a saliva connecting at their bottom lips. Midoriya was breathing as hard as he did when they worked out. Todoroki was breathing harder, his hands pinching more at his nippples, sending shocks down his body.
Biting his lip, Midoriya dug his fingers into Todoroki's back. His skin was cool and wet still from working out. The more their hands moves, their mouths smacked kisses loudly together. A roll of Todoroki's hips and he felt himself moaning softly. Todoroki was hard against him, pushing his cock against his. Another moan and Todoroki's mouth was running down his jawline to his neck.
Digging his fingers harder into Todoroki's back, he wanted him closer, to feel more of him. Gasping out as Todoroki bit at his neck, Midoriya met the small thrust of Toodoki's hips, letting their cocks press hard together.
The hands under his shirt moving down his body, Todoroki licking at his neck, Midoriya felt his head spinning. He was thankful for the cement column behind him, keeping him from falling over. Pulling at his waist band, Todoroki pulling back a bit, feeling his shorts being pushed down and a hand wrapping around his cock.
"You get worked up so easily," Todoroki chuckled in his ear.
Moving his hands around, Midoriya dipped his hand into Todoroki's shorts, feeling him just as hard as he was.
"Like you have room to talk," he breathed out.
Their hands were moving quickly up and down over each other's cocks. Todoroki's cock leaking into his palm, throbbing in his hand. Todoroki used his free hand to pull his shorts down, pushing their cocks together and wrapping his hand around one side of their cocks. Midoriya following suit, rubbed at his and Todoroki's cock. Pushed together it was a new sensation that ran down his body. Feeling how hard Todoroki was against him, made him moan softly.
More smacking at his mouth, his body got hot— though it was not from any quirk, just from pure arousal. Pressing their foreheads together, breath mingling, their hands moved over their cocks, feeling the coil tighten inside of him.
"I'm… getting close," he breathed out, feeling his muscles tighten in his body, his free hand forming a fist at his side, his nails biting into his palm.
Todoroki nodding, their foreheads still touching. His eyes were closed as they both got closer and closer. It was hard not to watch the way Todoroki's face tightened up, his eyes clenched shut and his mouth twisted. He was so close, it would not be long now. Their hands tightening around their cocks, a final moan and he felt himself releasing. Small gasp escaping his mouth as he let go of their cocks, Todoroki still stroking and breathing heavy. Low grunts and Midoriya had to whimper, his cock spent but still going through each push of pull of Todoroki's hand.
It was too much, the moment he thought he couldn't take it anymore, he felt Todooki's body shiver as he came all over his stomach. His hands stilled, holding their cocks, he fell against Midoriya's body, laying his head on his shoulder.
Todoroki smelled like the salt from the ocean and clean laundry. Though they hand been working out all morning, he still smelled amazing. His knees felt weak and they slowly slid down to the rocks below them. Adjusting his shorts, he cleaned his hand on his sweaty shirt and pulled Todoroki back to him, kissing him gently.
"Not what I would call an after workout cool down," he said.
Todoroki chuckled, laying his head on his shoulder, wrapping his arm around him. He noticed how quiet and soft Todoroki got afterwards, and wrapped his arms tighter around him.
"We have to go home soon and shower," Todoroki quietly said.
"We have a few more minutes," Midoriya said, rubbing gently at his back.
A nod against him and Midoriya enjoyed the last few moments of quiet they would have for the day. He really didn't mind yoga all that much, especially if he got moments like this alone with Todoroki. He would wake early every morning and join him.