Temptation, frustration.
Accepting interns was nothing new for Sir. Young heroes in training, all with their own personalities and quirks. It was easy to intimidate highschool students into behaving when you were a man of Sir's stature, but this boy... he was different.
So bad, it makes him cry.
Mirio Togata was a young man with a heart of pure gold, a humor that make Sir's heart leap in his chest, and a laugh that sent an erotic chill down his spine any time he heard it. Sir had never been attracted to any of his interns, and certainly not a child.
Mirio was seventeen. There was no excuse for Sir to be thinking these things about his intern. He was a child. Often, he sent Mirio on patrols by himself, giving him plenty of time to... indulge himself.
The thing about Mirio was that he liked to have human contact as much as possible. There were many days where he would wrap those strong arms around Sir's waist, and Sir would have to stifle a shuddering breath by clearing his throat. His hands ached to find their way under Mirio's hero costume, but he kept himself very restrained. A man his age should know better than to prey on those younger than himself.
Don't stand so close to me.
