Midoriya wasn't sure what to expect being in a secret, sexual relationship with Todoroki-kun. He wasn't quite interested in the hand holding or the affectionate lip kissing. He wasn't into being coddled or catered to like he was with Uraraka. He couldn't help but feel disappointed when he thought about those type of things happening in his 'relationship' with Shouto. He twiddled his thumbs in his lap, sitting in front of his computer in his comfy chair as he thought quietly. It was Saturday afternoon, it was nice outside and on any other normal day, he'd be out there practicing his quirk, working on handling it better than he could now.
But he wasn't. Midoriya was staring at his phone, waiting for a text back from Todoroki. He was never good at flirting and wasn't sure if he even had to. Sure, he wanted to be appealing. Izuku wanted Shouto to know what he wanted but was unsure of how to get that across without sounding, well, stupid. He'd sound idiotic. Midoriya was too embarrassed for something like that anyway. He couldn't just up and tell him 'Hey! Come tie me up and slap me in the face!'.
The thought made Midoriya blush as he sunk down into his seat. He knew this would be full of first hand embarrassment and shaky nerves but it was way over the top and he wasn't even face to face with the guy. He shook his head a little just as his phone buzzed on his desk. He reached over hurriedly to hold it up in front of his baby face. Midoriya read over the text a few times before tossing his phone away and rubbing his face. It was such a simple question. 'Are you a masochist?' He hadn't said the word aloud or heard anyone say it but he was tired of it already. Izuku was just tired of the blushing and the nervousness and the whole being unsure of himself. He needed courage, he knew that. Midoriya needed to grow some balls, say what he needed to say and get his message through. With everything his kinda short body could muster, he lifted his phone to peek at the screen and started typing. It took him ten minutes to conduct a message that pleased him.
'No, well, yeah I guess I kind of am but I don't know I've never done something like this before and I don't know how it really feels so I wouldn't really quite call myself a masochist, that's kind of extreme if you personally ask me but I guess I am a little bit because I dream about it here and there which is actually a lot so maybe fifty-fifty but I'm not sure if you're a masochist unless you actually try it like how you're not a pilot until you fly but there is absolutely no correlation between those two.' Yeah, maybe he should shorten that a bit. He moved his thumb up to push the backspace button but his luck seemed to be running out and karma made an appearance. He pushed send.
"Damn!" He cried, slumping and slamming his face down on his desktop. "Kill me now…" He pleaded to himself, waiting for Todoroki to dump him then and there.
That made many more questions arise. Shouto wasn't really his 'boyfriend' so to speak, they didn't make that official. Not that they should but it'd be important to address what this meant between each other. If a man cheated with a woman, she was his mistress, right? Did this make Shouto his mister? No, that would be related to ma'am, not mistress. Master seemed kind of dirty and made Midoriya cringe but no more so than 'Daddy'. Daddy made him shiver. He didn't know his own father and wondered if that could be considered daddy issues. Todoroki had daddy issues, he couldn't imagine him being into the whole daddy thing. He didn't want to ask.
'You can calm down now. It'd be best if this matter was discussed face to face. I'll be arriving in twenty minutes, be ready.' Midoriya stood, tossing his phone away and pacing around his room.
There seemed to be no stopping him, not that Midoriya wanted him to stay away. He had no plans today anyway, aside from fantasizing about things he had come to finally accept. Hot. Though, if he managed his time maturely, he'd have time to dress and clean his room. Maybe he could sneak in a quick shower and think over things to talk about. Things to go over and finalize. Midoriya paced and muttered to himself, his eyes unfocused and his hand under his chin as he thought and thought before five minutes passed. He could probably pleasure himself in the last fifteen minutes he had. It wasn't the best time waster of course but it would be nice nonetheless. He wouldn't be more than five minutes, Midoriya thought as he crawled onto his bed. His room wasn't that messy anyway and he'd taken a shower yesterday. He'd be fine, for sure. His judgement was swayed by lust.
Midoriya had stared up at that ceiling way more times than he probably should from nights where he couldn't sleep because he was overthinking to simply masturbating. He masturbated a lot. He was masturbating now. Midoriya pursed his lips as he reached down into his boxers, the only article of clothing he had on right now. Not something he should be wearing when his guest arrived.
Midoriya let out a heavy sigh, closing his eyes and relaxing into the mattress. It'd be nice and quick. His imagination ran wild when he started stroking, his knees felt weak and his lip ached between his white teeth. Behind his eyes, he saw Todoroki's face up close to his own, his hand replacing Midoriya's. Shouto was taking a bit of control, he was taking all of the control as he stroked Midoriya off.
God, why did he have to be so weird? So passionate about what he was doing, HOW he was doing it? Why did he have to be so dirty? So gross to actually get off to a fellow classmate who nearly obliterated you in the festival? The pleasure was far too overwhelming, making his toes curl and his brows crease. It made him arch his back and whimper so pathetically helpless when he couldn't be farther from that. Before he knew it, time passed him by. His normally pale skin was a dark shade of red as he twisted and turned, wriggled and squirmed, messing his bed up more. His free hand reached up to tug his own green hair gently.
His mouth hung open, saliva dripped down his left cheek and his breath was extremely hot coming out. "Midoriya." He heard Todoroki say. Izuku never imagined Todoroki talking in his dreams, never really imagined much dialogue in the first place but it was nice to hear anyway. His wrist jerked a little faster when he heard his voice, his member had always been so sensitive. He felt every pump wash over him like waves, every squeeze run through him like electricity.
"Todoroki…" He whispered, opening his eyes and choking on the spit in his mouth before rolling over onto the floor with his blanket in his hand trying to cover up. "Jesus Christ!" He screamed, his voice cracking as he sat up to stare at Todoroki's stoic face and the phone he was holding up. Midoriya wasn't sure which part he was more horrified to see. "Wh- Stop!" Midoriya cried, already feeling frustrated tears poking at his eyes. He covered his face with the blankets as he sniffled but instead of laughing or making fun of the poor boy, Todoroki knelt down next to him, pulling the blankets from his face.
"Stop crying, I'm not going to do anything." Shouto whispered, gripping Izuku's cheek much like hed had the night before. "I assumed I was supposed to see that. It's my bad." It really wasn't, Midoriya should've known something would go wrong. He was irresponsible and fooled himself into having more time than he really did but he didn't say that. Midoriya forced himself to look up to Todoroki with slightly teary eyes before sighing lightly. "Do you want to finish?" Midoriya thought for a moment before shrugging and nodding like a child. Todoroki didn't like that.
The son of fucking Endeavor stroked Midoriya's cheek gently, hopefully calming him down before slapping it. It wasn't too hard but it was enough to leave a little red mark on his cheek and a stunned expression on his face overall. "Do you want to finish?" He asked once again with a firmer attitude. "Answer me." He demanded under his breath, holding Izuku's chin and forcing him to face him. He leaned in, pushing his chilled lips against Midorioya's. He shuddered. It was just one peck but his lips felt fuzzy. Todoroki kissed him again, a few times over, more force behind each one before Izuku's lips were a satisfying red color. They had been second long kisses but still left him feeling a little woozy, a little off.
"Yes, okay, I do." Midoriya whined, creasing his brows and turning his head away as his nose dusted over with red. He hadn't realized he was panting and breathless before he felt Todoroki's cold as fucking shit hand against his sensitive left nipple. Not to say his left was more sensitive than his right, of course. That would be silly.
Midoriya yelped, pushing his hand away for a split second but it was right back where it was before. "What are you- Mh.." He trailed off, gripping Todoroki's wrist weakly but not pushing it away. He refused to look at him. He was probably smiling down at him with a cocky attitude. It was so… so embarrassing. His bottom lip popped out in a pout. He wanted to finish, he'd been so close. He heard the click of a camera, he saw the flash, he knew there were pictures being taken of him but he didn't protest like he had before.
It was no secret that Todoroki was strong even without his amazing quirk, so it was no surprise to Midoriya when he was easily lifted and dropped back onto the bed. He wasn't ready for sex, not yet. Midoriya was sure he wasn't prepared for something like that but he also wasn't prepared to get slapped in the face again, dammit.
It had been the perfect diversion for Shouto to very easily slip his hot hand down Midoriya's boxer shorts. Izuku almost fainted at the heat, it wasn't hot enough to actually burn but it hurt. It hurt so much but he'd experienced worse.
Midoriya bucked his hips up against Todoroki's left hand. His quirk had so many uses and here he was using them to torture Midoriya. This was only the tip of the iceberg. "Sit still." Midoriya heard. "Smile for me." He heard. This was mild but new stuff for him, it'd take getting used to, it'd be slow progress but after less than a day, he was already being jerked off. It was more than he'd ever imagined doing with his girlfriend. When he thought about it, nothing changed. It came and went and before long, the thought was long gone when his eyes rolled back.
Midoriya felt fresh, clean and modest after he showered and dressed. That shouldn't have happened but he had no complaints about it. Todoroki was kind enough to wait for him in his room, even clean up a little. Midoriya was a terrible host. He wasn't sure how to mention the whole picture taking but he, as odd as it sounded, couldn't bring himself to be mad about them. It was illegal, sure, but he hoped neither had the intention of telling anyone about them. He took a seat on his computer chair, facing Todoroki with a determined expression. Midoriya's lips were straight, his brows furrowed but his face overall didn't measure up to Shouto's blank one. "What did you want to talk about?" He asked nonchalantly, making it as casual as possible. Maybe it'd be less awkward.
"Let's talk about you. This is about you, after all. Right?" That was correct. This was about Midoriya discovering himself and his weird body. "Are you more comfortable with me asking yes or no questions or you just telling me what you're wanting from me?" Why did he have to be so fucking charming? So knowing and patient with him? How could he have possibly known how embarrassed Midoriya was?
It was actually extremely obvious. Izuku played with the strings of his hoodie as he shrugged and nodded. "Both." He murmured, trying not to somehow make a fool of himself. "Questions are good for now. Ask anything." He gave him free reign, he had to know what to do if he was gonna be able to do it. Todoroki nodded, folding his hands in his lap. Midoriya realized that Todoroki hadn't gotten off during that encounter, unsure if he even needed to. Izuku wanted self-control like that.
"Do you like handcuffs?" Question number one.
"Yes." He answered truthfully, that wasn't too bad.
"Do you like spanking?"
"... Yes." His voice was a little quieter. He hadn't exactly been spanked but it was something he'd maybe think about trying. It wasn't a guarantee. He was overall obedient.
"What about blindfolds?" He leaned forward, his elbows were on his knees and his hands clasped together as he waited for an answer from the slumping teen. Midoriya finally broke eye contact, looking anywhere else.
"Yeah… yes, those too. Those I like. They're good." He admitted, blinking a few times more.
"Would you feel better writing down the things you like?" Todoroki asked, resting a hand on Izuku's knee. Just how much experience did Todoroki have? How many times has he done this? How much research did he conduct? Midoriya shook his head no, part of this whole thing was getting used to and comfortable with this type of talk. "Next question then. Do you plan on being tied up during this arrangement?"
"Yuh." His confirmation was muffled by the hoodie he wore, he'd pulled it up over his face but it didn't last long. Todoroki pulled it down, exposing his face. He was so fucking close, just inches away. He slapped his face, again. Midoriya yelped, cupping his red cheek as he stared into Shouto's beautiful eyes.
"Look at me when you talk." He ordered gently. "Do you like it when I slap you like that?" He himself was pretty unsure of what to do and what not to do, that was the point of this entire meeting. To go over do's and don't's, rules and regulations. He was relieved when Midoriya nodded, hand still on his stinging cheek. "Okay, good. It doesn't have to be awkward. Just relax, alright?" He comforted, rubbing Midoriya's thigh gently. "I'll keep going with the questions."
"Okay, thank you Todoroki-kun." Now his cheeks weren't just red from the slap. He was so damn nice, it made him feel much more relaxed around him.
"It's okay." It really was fine, in fact, he expected this. Midoriya was nervous talking to the opposite gender, so it comes to no shock when he's practically dying at a situation like this. "How far are you planning to go in this relationship? As in sex." It wasn't a yes or no question but Midoriya could answer, he was sure he could. He shrugged anyway. He'd just had his first kiss the night before, how do two guys even have sex in the first place? Should he wait to have sex with Uraraka? Would she want to have sex with him? Maybe if he had the experience, it'd be better for both of them.
"You took my first- my first kiss. You know that, right?" He'd done nothing before last night. If Shouto had known it was his first kiss, he wouldn't have went in for it but Izuku didn't seem to mind that anymore. "But… yeah, whatever there is, I'll do it. I'm okay with it." It didn't mean anything anyway and Todoroki knew that, and it burned his chest.
"Alright, just making sure." Todoroki whispered, sitting back down on the bed and staring down at Midoriya who stared back. His cheeks were rosy, his lips were slightly swollen and his hands were still fidgety.
"I'll ask some questions too. It's only fair." Midoriya spoke with his hand up against his lips. He was mumbling again but Todoroki understood him perfectly. He nodded. "Okay… well. Would you consider using your quirk on me?" He already did but he wanted to make sure that type of treatment was consistent. He'd only gotten a small taste of it and felt as though crack was flowing through his bloodstream or something. Something you'd get addicted to real damn quick. Todoroki nodded.
"Okay, next question. Do you have any likes or dislikes I should know about?"
The questioning went on for about half an hour before Shouto had the amazing idea to get comfortable with one another and learn not to be so nervous. Midoriya thought it to be a good plan and laid face up next to Todoroki, the blankets were underneath them and they were still fully clothed. Nothing had happened yet aside from laying comfortably and talking about completely unrelated topics. They spoke about school, heroes, goals in their lives and even about Fuyumi, Shout's older sister. "Strawberries?" Midoriya questioned, looking up at Todoroki who had propped himself up on his elbow. He nodded.
"She loves them but she's allergic to them, so she has to drink NyQuil afterwards for some reason. Just straight cough medicine." He informed, playing with Midoriya's wild, green hair. He tugged it lightly between his thumb and index finger. The younger of the two didn't seem to mind or even notice as he smiled understandingly at the random fact.
"Strawberries are just worth it, I guess." He murmured, closing his eyes. Midoriya looked a little less peaceful than Todoroki when he was relaxed. He had faint bags under his eyes and his nose twitched here and there. "Kiss me." Midoriya whispered, puckering his lips just a little. Todoroki did, he leaned in slowly until their lips touched. His were so damn soft, so warm and welcoming while Izuku's were slightly chapped and rough.
"I need to teach you how to kiss." Midoriya couldn't help but crack a smile.
"Go ahead." He allowed and melted when Shouto used his own lips to push Midoriya's open. The kiss was terrible at first as Midoriya blindly licked at Todoroki's tongue but after a few minutes of sheer inner panic, it started to get better, more and more bearable. Kissing wasn't rocket science or quantum physics. It came naturally. Izuku reached up behind Todoroki and tangles his scarred fingers into his hair, rubbing his head soothingly and pushing it down so the kiss had more backbone, more force.
It wasn't Todoroki's first choice but if he could kiss Midoriya at all, it was worth it. Even if the feelings weren't mutual.
The kissing went on for fifteen minutes with few second intervals for Todoroki to take a breath and Midoriya to wipe the saliva from his chin. Messy. Messy. Messy. Forget about the light bruising from before, Midoriya's lips were a faint purple but it didn't stop there, not that there were any complaints. Todoroki wanted just as much as Midoriya, so he allowed Shouto to kiss his sensitive neck. He allowed his hands to rub his sides and his hips and even his thighs from time to time.
The next hour was spent in heavy, shameless passion but nothing revolutionary occurred. Midoriya was still a virgin, still kind of a loser and still whisked away by Todoroki's undeniable charm. The way his hands moved and worked almost professionally, how his sweet lips moved across Midoriya's skin. Midoriya had fallen asleep after Todoroki had simply rubbed him over the edge with his knee but he didn't mind. It was okay. This was fine, cause now Todoroki can kiss Midoriya gently. His soft cheeks. Hiis cute lips. His little ears, his forehead, his button nose and chin. He was head over heels for the last person he'd ever have a genuine chance of being with romantically, completely. Where he didn't have to share, where he didn't have to worry about it all ending after the fun had just started.
He imagined a day when he could hold Midoriya's hand in public and have him sit in his lap during lunch even if Iida drilled on and on about the disrespect in PDA. It would be worth it, just like the strawberries. He couldn't have it but the sting of Midoriya's lack of mutual love was bearable and worth it if he could have moments like this. Where he was the one spending this time with Midoriya, where he was the one who put him asleep by the means of intimacy, where he was the one Midoriya looked to for sexual relief. "Sweet dreams." He whispered, cupping the cheek he'd slapped. "Deku."
Monday was slow and quiet, the students were tired, the city was groggy and people functioned slowly. The beginning of the week was always so rough on people. It was rough on everyone except for Midoriya, Mondays never brought him down. He had the luxury to wake up and get ready to go to the best school available for heroes. He had the privilege to call himself a hero from U.A. and he'd, for sure, call himself that as many times as he could.
Midoriya gripped the straps of his yellow backpack as he boarded the bus to his school. His hand was latched to the hanging handles as he stood. He stared out the window, excited to see his friends, to see Aizawa, All Might and most of all, Uraraka.
He hadn't talked to her all weekend after Friday and was vibrating in place to see her, to hug her again and feel her soft lips against his fat cheeks. He was smiling dopily, how had he managed to find love with someone like Uraraka? As sweet, as caring as kind and considerate. As cute and powerful. As sexually unappealing as Uraraka? He was truly lucky. He'd fight for this relationship head-on.
He jumped up off the bus as soon as it arrived, he was one of the last to make it to class but was usually on time despite. Izuku hurried up the many stairs but his legs never ached, he pushed open the large door but he never felt intimidated by it. "There you are, Deku!" Uraraka was the first to announce his presence which was followed by a hug that was far too friendly to be considered child appropriate. He kissed her, smack on the lips. He wasn't used to kissing people, of course he wasn't. It just felt right to kiss her, it wasn't the best place or the best time. For a split second, he forgot that was her first kiss. Overall though, it was THEIR first kiss and it had been wasted in class, in front of everyone.
Uraraka was surprised to say the least but merely grinned, her glossy pink lips touched his again but just for a second. Wow! They were so soft and tasted like peaches. Uraraka, overall, was the polar opposite of Todoroki. She smelled sweet, felt so soft, and had a friendly aura while Todoroki smelled like faint smoke, had a taller, manlier body than Midoriya and he was always so intimidating. Uraraka didn't mention the first kiss they shared.
She grabbed Izuku's hand and to lead him deeper into the classroom. "PDA is prohibited on school grounds!" Iida cried, making his very over-exaggerated hand gestures. His hands always seemed to move when he talked and usually when they were flattened, like karate chops.
"Oops! I'm sorry, Iida! Won't happen again." She laughed, rubbing the back of her head and turning to Izuku. "Right?" She questioned, giving his left hand a squeeze. Midoriya smiled and nodded, squeezing hers back. He felt heat crawling up his back.
"You really think this will help?" Midoriya questioned, sitting on his bed alongside Todoroki. His phone was propped up on a pillow, the screen displayed something he didn't want in his search history.
Todoroki nodded. "It doesn't seem like you know much about your own...kinks. So hopefully, this explains them a little more, helps you get comfortable with it. It might almost make you relax. You're not weird for liking this type of thing. You're one of many." But he was still very special, very unique. Anyone would be crazy not to have a crush on Midoriya Izuku. "Even for you, you're a little too stiff."
Midoriya let out a breath through his lips, hugging a pillow against his chest and nodding curtly. "Yeah, yeah you're right. Okay, I'm ready. Push play." He spoke despite closing one eye and peeking through the spaces of his fingers.
"You're already scared of it and it hasn't started." Shouto whispered, scooting back and behind Izuku before resting his own hands on Midoriya's tense shoulders. He squeezed them gently, kneading them slowly and hopefully calming the boy down.
"I'm not scared! I am not… I'm not scared of this." Midoriya tried to convince even himself as he melted into Todoroki's touch and leaned back against his toned chest and pushing play on his phone. The video wasn't all that graphic but it was enough to make Izuku's stomach churn with definitions. "I don't like the knife play, that's too much." Midoriya murmured, grimacing at the screen. "I can do that." He whispered, referring to the flogging. "Is it weir-"
"If you're asking if it's weird, it isn't. I really don't mind helping you with this stuff." Todoroki cut him off, making Midoriya lean his heads back to make eye contact with him before they both smiled.
"Okay, thank you." His reply was short and sweet before he puckered those fucking lips of his that always made Todoroki sweat under his clothes. He kissed them. He kept kissing him, using tongue and swapping saliva. Once he got passed the faint taste of peach on his lips, he managed to enjoy it. Uraraka hadn't gotten passed those lips like he has, more times than he could count in just three days. After the kiss, all traces of Uraraka were replaced by the chilling taste of mint from Todoroki's delicious lips.
"Keep watching the video." Shouto whispered, letting Midoriya relax back where he was before they shared the kiss and focusing on the video as Todoroki massaged his shoulders, releasing the tension little by little before the video was finally over after a whole ten minutes.
Midoriya slumped over and fell on his side, rolling onto his back and rubbing his eyes as his phone went to sleep and the screen darkened. "When are we actually going to start?" Start what? How does something like this even begin? Before he was able to actually question it, Todoroki lifted Midoriya's shirt. His cold, right hand flattened against his abdomen. He massaged Izuku's soft, relaxed belly lightly and leaned down to kiss it. He kissed his defined muscles, his belly button, the very, very small amount of hair trailing down and disappearing into his uniform pants. Midoriya couldn't grow hair on his face and could barely grow any anywhere else on his body but Todoroki didn't seem to mind.
He felt teeth against his skin, up his chest. He felt Todoroki bite his collarbone, he let out a shaky breath before inhaling sharply. Baby steps. It was nothing extreme yet but the kissing was heated, the biting was exhilarating and the grinding was mind boggling. Midoriya didn't realize until now that Shouto had made himself nice and comfortable between his legs, pushing his hips down against Midoriya's and moving their crotches together. The friction alone was enough to make Midoriya buck his hips up but it was no match against Todoroki's dominance. "O-ow…" He whimpered when one of Todoroki's bites broke the skin and drew a bit of blood but before Shouto could question it, Midoriya wrapped his arms around his neck, keeping him close. He sensed his concern.
"Wait, keep going. I-I'm fine." He whispered, not even thinking about the marks that'd be left on his pale skin but it didn't seem like Shouto thought about that either. Maybe he just didn't care. Maybe he liked leaving marks like that, hickey's and 'love' bites. Todoroki nodded against Midoriya's neck and kept going, biting and licking at the marks he left.
This was nice, this was just a taste of what he'd imagined, the things he was looking for in a partner but it was ashamed he needed two of them, if Todoroki even considered himself a 'lover' of Midoriya's. He wanted to. He gripped the younger of the two in the most intimate places, his mouth never slowed, he was always so good at multitasking. Todoroki reached down to undo Izuku's pants and pull them down so he was left in his boxers and under shirt. He was so damn cute, so beautiful with his eyes half lidded and mouth hung open. His neck was covered in red marks and more were forming and showing up.
Midoriya pushing his knees together, hiding himself from Todoroki as if the icey hot bastard hadn't seen him in his boxers already. "Todoroki? Why are you so… so calm?" Izuku questioned. "Have you done this before?" He asked, his breath hot and heavy. Todoroki shook his head. He hadn't. That was surprising but then again, that question wasn't very specific. Had he never done the whole agreement thing? Had he never gotten a guy off like that? Had he never assisted someone in self-discovery? He was far too shy to question him further.
"I'm nervous too, you know." He murmured. That ultimately made Midoriya feel a little better, a little more relaxed about this whole thing because he wasn't the only one. He wasn't alone with feeling shy, if that was even the right word.
"You're a natural. You're good at… at everything it seems." Todoroki-kun was amazing when it came to fighting, spectacular at cooking, had an impressive quirk he could control and was over all amazing at being the type of person others wanted to be around.
Todoroki shrugged a little, letting a small smile playing at his lips and resting his hands on Midoriya's knees, pushing them apart. He stared down at the bulge in Midoriya's pants. The tip was soaked with what looked to be precum but Todoroki didn't mind. He scooted back and leaned over, coming face to face with the damned thing. "D-don't stare… you'll scare it away." Todoroki laughed. It wasn't a joke.
Midoriya closed his legs again, his brows creased. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The way you worded it was funny and unfair, you can't expect me not to laugh." todoroki defended himself quickly, spreading Midoriya's legs apart again.
"It wasn't that funny, that's like laughing at a fart joke." Ironically, Midoriya couldn't help but laugh as well, his was much more giddy like rather than the simple, heavy sigh through Todoroki's nose when he smiled. "Nevermind! Keep going, please." Midoriya requested, the laughing helped thin the tension considerably.
Todoroki nodded with a small smile and licked the fabric confining Midoriya's hard member, making the teen shiver. He'd obvioiusly never received oral sex, much less given it but as time passed, he would. He will have lost his virginity completely when the time came. Todoroki's tongue was gentle against the underside of his member, lapping at the tip. He used his hands to keep Midoriya's hips still, the last thing he needed was to laugh because he got slapped in the face by Midoriya's member. He pinched his hips as he kissed his clothed boner. The teasing was absolutely unbearable and Midoriya couldn't sit still more than a few moments of that and reached down to pull the waistband of his boxers down.
Todoroki slapped his hands away before slapping the his left thigh with more force than he'd used on his face. "Quit it." His voice was quiet but firm as he warned Midoriya, he'd go his own pace and do as much teasing as he saw fit. It was apart of their agreement anyway, this was what he was supposed to do and he had nothing to complain about. Midoriya yelped at the slap, turning his head to get a look at the red mark. His body was already flushing red but it stood out like a sore thumb. He didn't reach down again.
Todoroki stared down at Midoriya's naked member. He analyzed his behaviour, he was most definitely a virgin and more likely than not he'd never received oral sex, but in the heat of the moment, that fact didn't seem to matter. If it felt good, Midoriya's mind seemed to go completely blank. He wondered what he could do to use that as an advantage of some sort and decided to think about that later. He wondered how far Midoriya would go for an orgasm.
Izuku's cock tasted better than he'd expected. He'd heard tales about guys with sweaty balls and members they didn't bother to clean thoroughly but even Midoriya's foreskin was nice and clean. Todoroki didn't find it at all surprising that Midoriya took personal hygiene seriously. He was happy to find a like-minded person.
The taste overall, warm flesh, made Todoroki's tongue tingle and his mouth water. He couldn't help himself, it was amazing. Midoriya was amazing, his personality was amazing, his body was amazing, he was just so amazing. Todoroki licked and sucked and stroked and spat on Midoriya's flushed member, pushing his thumb down against the tip. He didn't want Izuku to come just yet, he wasn't ready, he was enjoying himself.
This whole arrangement was for Midoriya and his sick, twisted kinks but that didn't mean Todoroki couldn't be just as selfish. Midoriya wasn't holding out too well. He couldn't keep still, he couldn't keep quiet and the only word he seemed to remember was Todoroki's name. He liked the sound, the way his name just rolled off that tongue and passed those perfect lips. It was mesmerizing.
Shouto grinned, squeezing Midoriya's member a little tighter than he should. His hand started heating up as he stroked him in quick little jerks of his wrist. Todoroki wrapped his lips around the tip, waiting for the expected and had half a mind to swallow when Izuku bucked his hips up, gripped the sheets let out a strangled moan. His mouth was filled up with more than he expected to come out but that wasn't a problem, this was fine. He didn't mind. The taste wasn't as bitter as it should've. Midoriya ate a lot of fruits when he could, preferring them over vegetables.
Midoriya did his best to relax but his eyes were shut and his body was tense and stiff after that orgasm wrecked the fuck out of him, leaving him a shuddering mess on his own bed. He couldn't think straight, he could barely think at at all but he felt Todoroki's lips against his own and knew everything would be fine and he'd be taken care of.
He thought so at least, before his own cum was forced into his mouth from Todoroki's. He almost gagged around it but Todoroki slapped a hand over his mouth, glaring down at him. "Swallow it." Those directions were simple, all he had to do was swallow but knowing what it was, the taste mixed with Todoroki's spit, he just couldn't. Todoroki's face was inches away from Midoriya's their nose were just barely touching and when Midoriya didn't swallow right away, Todoroki slapped his thigh in the same place as he had before. Midoriya's breathing quickened, he stared back, his hips wiggling away from the hand that continued to slap his thigh. Todoroki slapped it once more with heat this time, burning the spot a little before there was a burn mark and Midoriya finally swallowed his own seed.
When Shouto moved his hand, Izuku took a deep breath, sitting up and coughing, wiping his mouth clean of any traces. That was mean, that was gross, that was unsanitary but he had no complaints as he rubbed the spot on his thigh gently. Midoriya sniffled, watching Todoroki use his right to soothe the burn. "Sorry." He whispered, staring down at the mark and waiting for a response. Midoriya shook his head.
"No, it's fine. Don't worry." He liked it. Letting go of his worries and being told what to do was rather comforting if anything. Once the burn on his thigh was a bearable, light sting, he bit his lip, looking down at the front of Todoroki's jeans. "Do you want me to do the same?" He asked cautiously. It wouldn't be the same, he knew that. Unlike Todoroki, he had no experience. He actually wasn't sure if Todoroki even had experience but that was too good for him not to. Or maybe it was just because that was the first time he'd ever gotten head. He realized that a few moments later, his first time getting both kissed and sucked off were given to Todoroki-kun. Midoriya never actually planned for Uraraka to be the one sucking his dick, he couldn't exactly imagine it. She seemed far too pure for something like that.
Well… it didn't count. It didn't count because Todoroki was a boy, right? Right, that was the mental excuse Midoriya used to make himself feel better for cheating. "Yeah, sure, if you want." Todoroki didn't want to rush Midoriya into anything but it seemed as though Midoriya wanted nothing more than to get into the hard and heavy stuff and get this show on the road. Todoroki's sat on the edge of his bed, his pants undone with Midoriya sitting on his knees between Shouto's legs and on the floor. His bedroom door was locked but Inko wasn't home anyway.
If only Midoriya had an instruction manual on how to suck dick for cheating dummies but unfortunately he didn't. He'd have to wing it. How hard could it be? It'd be like sucking a sucker but without the biting after your tongue got tired. He actually stopped to wonder if this would at all hurt his jaw or the back of his neck.
Midoriya shouldn't waste time thinking, he himself sure didn't like waiting either and did his best. He started slowly, far too slowly to get any sort of outward response from Todoroki-kun. His mouth was shy on and around Shouto's member, he was simply planting kisses up the waste and to the tip but before long, his fat lips were wrapped around him completely. How far down was he supposed to go? He was far from sure but he pushed his head down as far as he could before gagging around Todoroki and pulling off to take a breather. Todoroki had closed his eyes, he was petting Midoriya's hair gently as some sort of praise.
He really needed to calm down, to stop sweating and worrying about whether his performance was decent or not. Midoriya stroked the base of Todoroki's fat, pulsing cock because of course he couldn't fit the whole thing in his mouth. Shouto thought otherwise.
Todoroki stared down at him for a few seconds before tangling his fingers in Midoriya's unruly hair and closing his fists, tugging his hair with a little more force than what could be considered gentle and forcing Midoriya's head down on his member. Midoriya let out a strangled groan. He was obviously a little surprised but allowed Shouto to use his mouth like that, to openly fuck his face with confidence and need. Midoriya choked, gagged, and slobbered all over and around Todoroki's member which was to be expected with someone with no experience.
Midoriya felt almost like a playtoy when Todoroki didn't relent for a straight minute of constant face fucking but as degrading as it was, he didn't mind being used like that, he let it happen, his jaw ached and the back of his throat felt kind of scratchy. He didn't mind though, not even when semen flooded his throat and he swallowed, pulling away to finally breathe with ease, that was harder than he'd thought. Damn. "Did I- Did I do good? Was that okay?" Midoriya questioned, coughing a little before standing and stretching. He definitely needed to brush his teeth, his mouth tasted like mint with a twinge of bitter after taste.
"Yeah, that was good. Thank you. Should I get going?" Todoroki asked, standing and looking around Midoriya's room for his backpack. "We still have a quiz tomorrow with Present Mic. Remember?" He questioned, feeling the urge to reach forward and squeeze Midoriya's hand gently. He didn't.
"Yeah, sure, I'll see you tomoorow." Midoriya whispered with a small smile. He showed Todoroki to the door, saying a quick goodbye that ended with a few not-so-friendly kisses. He would leave, Midoriya would eat, study, go to sleep and the day would end on a good note. That was the plan up until he opened the door to allow Todoroki to exit but there stood Uraraka, her hand hovering over the doorbell.
"Oh! Deku, I was just about to ring the doorbell… heh…" She laughed nervously, her cheeks dusting over. Midoriya realized why before looking down. He was only wearing boxers and an undershirt.
"Wait, wait! Let me get dressed real fast!" He blushed, his attention was on Uraraka as Todoroki slipped by, bidding her farewell. "Wh-what are you doing here?" He asked, not at all nervous about the kissing that took place mere seconds ago, right in the spot he stood.
"I came here to study with you, we haven't been spending much time together. Whaddya say?" She asked with a genuine smile.
"Sure! Sure, that sounds like a good plan. Let me get dressed first." He whispered with a nervous smile. He needed to brush his teeth but it was too late, her lips were against his. Without Iida complaining about the disrespectful actions taking place in the best hero school available, she wasn't afraid to deepen kiss and Midoriya didn't stop her. It'd be suspicious otherwise. He kissed her back, peach. She pulled away. "Okay, you can get dressed now! I'll wait for you out here." She concluded, licking her lips and tasting the faint mint on his tongue and now she wanted mint chocolate chip ice cream. The perfect date idea.
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