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Midoriya wasn't sure what the fuck was going on right now, it'd happened way too fast, too fast for him to process. He didn't know where Uraraka went, why Todoroki had unexpectedly outed them without consulting him, when the clapping would stop and how he'd fix all of this. How could he put the pieces back together? How could he rebuild bridges he inadvertently destroyed? He took a few deep breaths, feeling the way Todoroki wrapped an arm around his waist and waved at the few cameras that made it inside and the guests smiling and clapping for them.

Midoriya looked up to Todoroki, he looked up to his smile, how professional. How… fake. Midoriya blinked a few times before slapping a smile on and waving just as enthusiastically. Throwing a fit and starting a screaming match with Todoroki would just end in catastrophe and make them both look bad, he was more mature than that anyway. He needed to calm down and despite how conflicted he was feeling right now, having Shouto by his side made it all at least a bit better.

This isn't so hard. Midoriya counted to ten in his mind, felt his body relaxed and decided that this could wait until they posed for a few shots before Todoroki let go and turned to their table which neither have had the chance to even sit at. He pulled Midoriya's chair out for him and Izuku took a seat, his smile wavering by now but not because he wanted to frown.

Enji reached for the mic, clearing his throat before speaking as though this was a surprise. 'What a revelation.' He'd started before actually congratulating his child and moving onto more important things. Movies, awards, trips, agencies, donating to charities and more. Midoriya wondered if he was onboard with this bullshit, he wondered if Enji cared if his son was homosexual, he wondered if this night was going to end in anal sex either way.

Todoroki took a seat next to Midoriya, pushing his arm around his shoulders and leaning close to whisper into his ear. "I'll explain later." He promised, keeping his composure. Midoriya looked down, his lips twitching, he wasn't sure to say so all he did was merely nod and faced Enji as he spoke with experience.

Todoroki wasn't sure why he hadn't told Midoriya about his father's plans. He stared at the side of Midoriya's face, his hair was still slicked back, his cheeks were still paled and littered with freckles, he still looked great in his suit- but something was different. He couldn't exactly put his finger on it or point it out so he looked up to his father and listened until his speech was over.

Of course people asked questions but they were modest and respectful. Where had they met? When did they become a couple? Got any plans for after high school? They were called cute, adorable, they were gushed over for being an attractive teen couple. Ones who'd definitely become successful heros with each other to look to for support. Strong heros with a strong bond between one another, apparently it was fantastic yet rare for heros to have a healthy relationship throughout their career. Oh, how Todoroki knew that.

He knew his parents weren't in love, and he knew their relationship was absolutely toxic so it was a huge wonder and a surprise that he wasn't forced into marrying a woman with an incredibly powerful quirk. Maybe if his father bothered with love in general, he wouldn't be so driven to false heroship. He isn't a hero because he wants to save the lives of innocent civilians, he's a hero for the recognition, the attention, to be number one. "Thank you! It's nice to have it off my chest now." Todoroki spoke with an upbeat attitude, pulling off his charade while Midoriya just stood by him looking pretty.

The night dragged on. "Should I be drinking this?" He questioned, examining a glass of champagne, holding it at eye-level and staring at the bubbles trailing to the top. "I'm only fifteen." He reminded Todoroki, his eyes looking up to him with such intensity. Shouto was slightly intimidated. "If you're trying to get out of talking later tonight…"

"I'm not." He lied, blushing and breaking eye contact. "But you might like it, and you might ease up. You're as stiff as a board." Midoriya looked down into the glass before raising the glass up to his shiny, plump lips and lifting the bottom half- the liquid flowing into his mouth little by little. Just a little sip. Midoriya would never, ever, ever, ever, ever plan on getting drunk. How could he? He could easily be ambushed! Taken advantage of by plotting villains! He wouldn't be prepared for a fight if he was needed.

But damn, he was a fucking lightweight. One sip and he felt it rushing to his head already. It started out slow. He hummed lightly. It would be rude to just set this glass down somewhere and have some poor guest drink after him. So he'd finish it, just one half full glass of champagne that was probably expensive. He wouldn't know. He's no expert on alcohol. "Taste good?" Todoroki questioned, keeping an arm around him possessively and Midoriya wasn't sure if it was for show or if he was just an affectionate person now that they didn't have to hide. Midoriya simply nodded, his eyes drooping and his lips curving down before he took another sip, avoiding conversation. Todoroki could sense his… his anger? Sadness? He couldn't quite tell.

Midoriya handed his empty glass back to Todoroki who took it and set it down on a tray with other empty glasses. Before he could say something, Midoriya had another glass at his lips, tilting his head back and swallowing the small amount of liquid in one go. What had he done? "Midoriya?" His voice was soft.

"What?" There was a twinge of bitterness in his tone and for a split second, Todoroki thought that maybe- just maybe- he should leave the whole thing alone until Midoriya brought it up. Maybe he would've if it was a month ago, maybe he would've left Midoriya to deal with this on his own if he wasn't his boyfriend but he was and good boyfriends didn't out their relationship without bringing it up to their counterpart and not even take responsibility.

"I don't like it when you're mad at me."

"I'm not mad." Midoriya whispered over the rim of the shiny glass in his hand. "I promise." He flashed a shaky smile. "Let's talk about it later, like you said, okay?"

Okay.

So the night progressed and with every glass of champagne spontaneously appearing in Midoriya's hand, came a wobbly, blushy Midoriya. He didn't say much, he didn't do anything embarrassing, Todoroki was surprised by how well kept together and mature Izuku was acting despite drinking at least five glasses of what he believed to be disgusting champagne.

Todoroki helped Midoriya into the passenger's seat of his car, he drank not a single drop of anything alcohol and wondered how on Earth Midoriya managed to get away with doing so around a bunch of heroes but he guessed they let it slide because the night was one to be celebrated rather than soiled over a teen drinking a few glasses of simple champagne.

When Todoroki sat in the driver's seat, he started the car with a sigh and put it park before calmly making his way down the street, in the direction of his own house. "I don't know how your mother's going to react when she finds out you've been drinking." He heard a snort.

"I wonder how she'll react… when she finds out I'm a dirty cheater." Todoroki took his eyes off the road for just a second to glance at Midoriya. He was leaning against the window, his finger against the glass, he was trailing his pointer finger around on the glass. There was no fog. "I wonder."

Todoroki wasn't sure how to react to something like that. He kept his lips sealed, there was no point in lying to Midoriya or himself. Midoriya was a cheater, a damn cold one, a heartless one. He wasn't looking forward to hearing whatever Midoriya had to say about tonight but he was starting to wish that was what Midoriya was going to start with first rather then attacking Todoroki's lips as soon as they were safely behind the doors of Todoroki's spacious bedroom.

He was drunk, Shouto wasn't. He didn't want their first night as an official monogamous couple to be one-sided drunken sex. "Midoriya, stop." He whispered, pushing on his shoulders and disconnecting one from the other. "You should rest."

"No." He wasn't whining like a child nor was he firm about it. It was a simple, casual 'no' but it still wasn't the answer or response Todoroki was hoping to hear from him. He opened his mouth to say something else, to say yes, he needed to lay down, drink water, eat something and go to sleep. He didn't want Midoriya to experience a hangover the next morning if he drank enough for it. Midoriya kissed him again, pushing his wet tongue into his mouth like he always did and despite loving the sensation, he cringed away.

"I'm not doing this tonight." Shouto spoke with authority, watching the way Midoriya hung his head low. He blinked a few times, wondering just what was going on in that mind of his but before he could ask, Midoriya's shoulders started shaking. Todoroki reached forward to grip them tightly. "We should talk when you're sober."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"But you said-"

"I know what I said, goddammit, I'm not a child." Midoriya pushed his hands against his face. "I just… Can we please? Then we can talk, about whatever you want." Midoriya never begged for sex, not like this at least. It was kind of pathetic and shocking. "It's my fault. You don't owe me anything, nothing at all." Midoriya blinked tears away and those tears fell right from his eyes instead of down his cheeks like they would've if his wasn't bowing his head. "Thank you."

"You don't know what you're saying." His words were jumbled together and slurred, Todoroki couldn't tell how he was feeling and was genuinely confused. How could he fix this? How could he calm Midoriya down? "You're intoxicated."

"I know. I know, but…" He raised his head, a small smile on his face, a heavy blush on his face, his eyes were misty and clouded. "You didn't- You didn't even ask me. You gave me no warnings. You decided on your own, you made my choice for me. Do you really think I'm so simple-minded?"

"What? No, no, of course I don't... " Midoriya was one of his smartest companions, hell, he might even be smarter than Todoroki when it came down to the category of heroes.

"No?" Midoriya tilted his head, his cheeks… reddening? Why on Earth… Oh God. God no, please… "You think I'm stupid." Midoriya spoke firmly, pushing Todoroki back on his bed, the shit was quick even with however much alcohol in system. He was on top of Todoroki in a matter of seconds, his thighs straddling his hips and his hands down on his chest. "You think I'm a fucking idiot- say it." He demanded, Midoriya looked as though he was fucking salivating.

"No, I'm not saying that."

"Say it!" He cried. "Midoriya, you're fucking stupid. You don't know anything, I make your decisions for you." He was panting as he spoke, his eyes wide and dilated, his smile wide and arousingly creepy. His nails dug into his chest, his body bounced lightly, urging Todoroki to say it, say anything related to Midoriya being less of a person and more of an object. "Please? Want me to beg? Like a dog?" No. No. Maybe- yes. Yes. Please, yes.

"N-no."

"You're lying." Damn, was he that obvious? His own face was red and burning, especially when Midoriya leaned in real close. "Gosh… To think I'm not observant or smart enough to tell when my own boyfriend is lying." He nuzzled their noses together. "Say… it." He drawled.

"You're a fucking idiot." It came out before Todoroki could stop it, he moved to slap a hand over his mouth but just like before, he tasted Midoriya's sweet lips on his own, he felt the vibration of his immoderate, high pitched moan. Their eyes were wide open, their tongues were pushing back and forth against each other. The kiss was fast, rapid, it took Shouto by surprise, his mind was racing. Was this a battle of dominance?

He wouldn't lose. He brought a hand up, his fingers running through Midoriya's hair and gripping his green locks tightly, holding his head in place as he gave it his all. There was no time to swallow the excess saliva filling their mouths, there was barely enough time to breath through their noses and every inhale Midoriya took was high pitched and desperate. He hadn't expected Todoroki to bounce back like that, he'd assumed he flustered him enough to last at least another few minutes but he was dead wrong.

He could feel his heartbeat in his thighs, he could hear his blood rushing in his ears. His face felt like it was on fire and his mouth was under attack. Todoroki sat up, making Midoriya arch his back. He was sitting in his lap now, his fingers gripping his shoulders tightly, what is this? Midoriya could actually discern the noises, the spit sloshing around, dripping down their chins and into their laps. He couldn't pull away, he couldn't think straight, his entire body was vibrating.

He couldn't keep up, Todoroki's tongue, it was so fast, too fast. Izuku's mouth was getting tired, his head was spinning, he was losing.

Before he could process it, his eyes rolled back, his body went limp and he fell back, Todoroki kept him up, watching as spit sloshed out of their mouths and down all over their clothes. Midoriya was twitching, coughing weakly. "Midoriya?" Todoroki whispered a few seconds later. "Are you… okay?"

Midoriya simply nodded, his irises reappearing as he gathered himself and sat up in his lap. Something was off, again. He was obviously dishevelled and caught of guard by Todoroki's amazing tongue performance and action. "I think I… I-" He made eye contact with Todoroki and leaned into his shoulder. That was too potent for him for sure. He might've forgotten his name if Todoroki hadn't reminded him.

Damn, now Todoroki was stiff and erect. He wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to make a move after something as acute as that. Midoriya's shaky hands came up to pull Todoroki's jacket back and off his shoulders. The older male went ahead and shrugged it off, tossing it elsewhere, not caring how expensive the thing was right now. He helped Midoriya do the same, he couldn't tell if he was drowsy because of the alcohol or because of the battle he'd just lost. "I'm overwhelmed." He whispered. "By just a kiss, I…" He came, from just a kiss. Midoriya's voice was weak and fragile, shaking and quiet. He was too embarrassed to say it. He looked up to Todoroki, wondering if he was going to say it for him and after experiencing, winning, something as fierce as that, he felt a surge of confidence and dominance course through him like adrenaline.

He wrapped his fingers around Midoriya's neck, he was already panting and having problems recovering but Shouto couldn't find himself to care. "Try that again…" He pushed his lips against Midoriya's but didn't kiss him, instead he gripped Midoriya's right hand with his free one. "...and you'll have more scars than you could count." His threat went straight to Midoriya member. How could he be hard again? He'd be lying if he said he wasn't genuinely terrified of Todoroki and his seemingly serious threat but there was no way Todoroki would do something Midoriya hadn't told him to, right? Right…

"Y-yes Sir…" He breathed. Izuku felt so weak, he knew if he tried, he wouldn't be able to walk. He doubted he could do much more than hold himself up on his hands and knees but oh- he didn't really feel like it. He reached a quivering hand up to grasp Todoroki's wrist weakly. Midoriya coughed harshly when he loosened his grip. While Midoriya took time to himself, Todoroki worked on getting their shirts off which proved to be much easier if he just ripped them rather than take the time to unbutton each button individually. "Todoroki-kun… I'm-I'm terrible, aren't I?"

"Yeah, you kind of are." There was no use in lying. "You're horrible. You sucked me and kissed her without hesitation." He was right. "You're a cheater, but you won't cheat on me. I won't let you."

"Reeeaally." It wasn't a questioned, he drawled the word out teasingly, a cocky smile forming on his face. "How are you gonna manage something like that for someone as bad as me?" He didn't miss a beat as Todoroki rolled over on top of him, pulling Midoriya's pants and soiled boxer shorts off.

"Go ahead and try." If a dog did something it wasn't supposed to, you discipline it. Simple as that. "I'll kill you before you get the chance." Midoriya's blood ran cold. "You keep your animals on a leash." His father had taught him. "You never let them run free. I'll be watching you, everything you do. Every word your whore mouth says. Every move your cock-loving ass makes. I'll know, Midoriya. Be still for me." Midoriya said nothing, laying still under Todoroki, sweating, blinking rapidly.

Scared, terrified, frightened, nervous, anxious, tense.

Aroused, turned on, titillated.

Goodness.

He'd be still. He'd do anything for Todoroki. He didn't move to cover himself when he was completely naked, there was nothing Todoroki hadn't seen already, he had nothing left to hide at this point in their relationship. Midoriya didn't get a 'good boy'. He got fucked.

It was quick, his eyes were closed but his mouth was open, breathing roughly, his arms wrapped around Todoroki's torso and pulling him close, keeping their chests flushed together as he drove into him in short, curt thrusts and bucks of his hips. There was no more whispering, moaning or dirty talk. It was simple tonight and when they were done, Midoriya couldn't think of anything else but sleep. His eyes were droopy, he needed to sleep for sure.

He rolled over, pulling the covers up over his shoulder and actually jumped a little when Shouto wrapped his arms around him from behind. "I love you, Midoriya. I hope you know that."

"I-I do." He whispered. "I...love you too." He really did.

"What if nobody likes me anymore?" Midoriya whispered, wearing a thin scarf around his neck. Now that they had paparazzi around every corner, they needed to be careful about marks. Rumors about abuse might stir up and Todoroki certainly didn't need something like that thrown on his name. Midoriya twiddled his thumbs together, nerves getting the better of me. "Uraraka… she'll be…"

"She'll either be angry or sad, there's not much you can do about it aside from giving her space and leaving her alone." Todoroki turned the car off in the U.A. parking lot. "Maybe she'll want to talk to you. Maybe she'll slap you."

"That's not helping." Midoriya spoke quietly.

"I'm not trying to help, dumbass. You'd probably deserve it if I didn't do it to you enough already." Midoriya slouched in his seat, his face heating up. "What I'm saying is maybe you shouldn't have done what you did without expecting it to end like it did."

"Maybe, it might've worked out a little better if you hadn't publicly outed me right in front of her. I only broke it off, she didn't need to know about all of… that." Midoriya sighed, turning to face the window, staring out of it. "It was just embarrassing is all. I wasn't thinking very straight last night, obviously." He remembered everything and just the thought made him want to curl up and blush until he nose-bled to death. "And can we keep the name calling in the bedroom? It doesn't really… suit you outside of it."

"Oh, yeah, sorry." Todoroki spoke casually and nonchalantly. "We're going to be late if we don't get going." He exited the car first and when Midoriya didn't move to do the same, he pursed his lips and came around, reaching to pull the door open but Midoriya locked it before he could. Thus, a battle began. Todoroki used his keys to unlock the doors but before he could open it, Midoriya pushed the lock back down with his pointer finger, staring up at him through the clean window with a straight face and pleading eyes.

"I don't wanna go!" He whined, his cheeks flushing when Todoroki managed to distract him long enough to open the door and pull him out. "Everyone's going to hate me!"

"No they're not." Todoroki groaned, wrapping his arm around Midoriya's waist and pulling him away from the car he was holding onto so desperately. He shut the door with his foot and locked the doors with his keys. "No one's gonna hate you, they probably don't even care, maybe they don't even know." For the most part, Todoroki was correct.

Nobody but Uraraka and maybe Tsuyu seemed put down, Iida had his own problems to deal with, the entire class knew that. He thought about approaching her, talking to her and genuinely apologizing for cheating on her, but Todoroki kept a tight grip on his hand, a tight leash around his neck. "Leave her be. She'll come to you if she wants to talk." Shouto whispered, watching as Midoriya nodded lightly and headed towards his own desk, taking a seat.

It felt like all eyes were on him, judging him from afar but when he scanned over the class, nobody was even paying attention to him. He felt nervous as if something was about to happen, some unexpected uproar or brooding catastrophe but nothing happened and by the time class had ended, he'd gotten nothing more but a few curious looks. Damn. He could barely pay attention throughout the lesson and he found he'd absorbed none of the very valuable knowledge Aizawa had to share with him. He pursed his lips, maybe he could ask Yaoyorozu or Kacchan for their notes. Maybe. If he remembered. He shrugged it off.

The day passed quickly, things seemed pretty normal for the most part and Kirishima even congratulated Midoriya and Todoroki all the while nudging Bakugou with his elbow repeatedly, a silly smile on his face. Apparently he thought Midoriya had already broken up with Uraraka. Then he understood why nobody was all that mad, they didn't even know he still had a girlfriend. Ouch. He must've forgotten to hang out with her.

When he turned to look at her desk, she was already gone. Her back, her light jacket, she'd made a quiet exit as soon as class ended and Midoriya couldn't bring himself to blame her.

The walk home to his own house was silent, the atmosphere was thick, the aura Midoriya gave off was tense and nervous, his steps were small, his hands wrung together and his head hung low. It was much different from the way Todoroki was walking. It was like he was walking on air, there was pep in his step, a small smile on his face, his head was held high and sometimes he'd hold up a peace sign to anyone who just happened to have a camera with them. He wasn't looking forward to Midoriya's possible demise but he'd be lying if he said he wasn't at least a little excited to have an official, public, one on one relationship with the chubby, cute, shy, beautiful, smart, greedy, selfish, manipulative, secretly slutty, green haired boy in his class. He felt like the luckiest man on Earth. "My mother's going to kill me." He whispered frantically, unsure if he should smile or frown when he felt Todoroki's hand grab his fidgeting one. "She didn't raise me to be like this, to be so… evil." Midoriya pushed his bottom lip out, pouting up at Todoroki who simply leaned in to kiss that fat lip back into place.

"I think you're overreacting a little. I mean- we'll just have to wait and see. She'll understand and stuff." He wasn't sure what to say to calm Midoriya down, he was just barely getting close with his mother again and he couldn't predict how she'd react either. Then again, he wasn't the one who had a girlfriend throughout most of this.

"My mom, she'll… she'll…" He didn't know what she'd have to say or what she was planning to do so he trailed off, the sentence breaking off into nothing. They continued walking, the sun was beginning to set in front of them but it was still bright enough to make Midoriya squint and hold a hand over his eyes to block the light. Izuku fumbled for his keys before unlocking the front door of his humble abode and allowing Todoroki to step in before shutting it behind them.

"Izuku?" His mother cooed from the kitchen before peeking her head around the corner, a bright smile on her face. "Is that you? Is Todoroki joining you this evening?" She had her suspicions and along with the rest, assumed his relationship with Uraraka had digressed into a simple friendship. Her son was no cheater, she knew that. "Come, come, have a seat at the island!" She beckoned and Midoriya recalled the way she reacted when she found out about him and Uraraka. It was just like this. Cheery and bubbly but he also remembered the little talk she had with Uraraka. Aside from embarrassing him with pictures of his chubby youth, she talked about how important Midoriya was to her and to have his heart broken by such a sweet girl would be an absolute shame. It wasn't a threat by any means, his mother would never, but it was an expectation.

Shouto shot Midoriya a look, he was confused and surprised to say the least but also kind of relieved it was this rather than screaming or scolding. "I heard from Yagi-" All Might's first name. . All. Might. "-I'm so proud of my baby boy." She pinched his cheeks before bringing Izuku into a warm hug. He was flustered, sure, but he hugged back with a smile anyway. "You know, I feel like I've always known you were gay. I owed a lot of people money when you got a girlfriend but I guess I'm no longer in debt, haha." She spoke aloud, rubbing the back of her neck with a blush. Todoroki knew right then and there where Izuku got it. "Would you like some tea, Todoroki?"

Shouto sat at the island on the stool and nodded sheepishly, watching as Inko made an affirmative noise and moved to begin boiling water. She raised her hand, making a pull gesture and he watched with slight awe as the kettle floated towards her. It was smooth, experienced but nothing to swoon over by any means.

Midoriya looked between them with wide, cautious eyes and an unsure smile. He set his bag down by the door and toe'd his shoes off before joining Todoroki in front of the island. "Mom?" Izuku questioned from the bar, resting his hands in his lap. "Am I still allowed to stay the night at Todoroki's house? A-and can he still stay here sometimes?" Now that Midoriya really thought about it, there were very few nights or hours when they weren't at each other's side.

Inko struggled to reach two cups, wondering why she ever allowed Toshinori to put the dishes up after they did them together. He always offered and she knew he thought it was funny to see someone as short as her strain to get to the top shelf. She used her quirk instead, blushing at the thought and setting them down on the counter. She held a strainer over them, pouring steaming water over the tea grinds. "I don't know, it really depends." She didn't know how long they were together and if it was too late to save her young son's virginity or not. "I don't think I like the idea very much but… you two have had so many sleep overs already and you both seem fine. So I'll allow it, but it can't be almost every night like it has been. I'd like to spend time with my son too, y'know." She spoke in a sing-song voice, pushing two clay cups in front of them. "Now, tell me all about how you two became a couple."

Midoriya looked up at Todoroki with slightly panicked eyes before clearing his throat. "Well… it was about a… week after I had broken it off with um… Ochako." He lied not so smoothly but Inko blamed it on him being flustered rather than dishonesty.

"Right. Midoriya was down in the dumps. You might not have been able to tell because I was always there to.. to…" Shouto trailed off.

"To comfort me in my time of need. Me and Ura-san were looking for different things and all. I was confused with what I wanted."

"And me, I was sure I was… a homosexual, so Midoriya asked me for advice and how to determine if he was… gay or not. So I talked to him and then… Then he…"

"He-he kissed me! And me, I was in a vulnerable state." Oh now he was making it seem like Todoroki took advantage of him and Inko looked slightly skeptical before Todoroki jumped in.

"He told me to." He lied. "When the kiss was shared, consensually, he said he liked it much more than he liked kissing females. So we decided to start going on dates and such. We were keeping it a secret in case it turned out to be a flunk but it didn't and I couldn't be...happier." They both smiled, Midoriya leaned his head onto Todoroki's shoulder. What a terribly well put together story about friendship, heartbreak, young love and self-discovery, truly an award winning novel. Midoriya wracked his brain, seemed like a familiar plot.

"Oh, how adorable." Inko whispered, clapping her hands together. "Well, I'm happy if you two are. Now… who's ready to see 'Zuku's baby pictures? My favorite is the one were he's wearing his little All Might pajama suit. He wanted his hero name to be All Might Jr."

"Mom! Please…" He hissed with red cheeks but Todoroki was already scrambling out of his chair and following Inko to the living couch. He dropped his head onto the counter, his forehead smacking against the surface. Better than he expected at least.

Midoriya flopped down on his bed, hiding his red face in his pillow and groaning aloud. The last hour consisted of him on one end of the couch, turning the TV up multiple times to drown out the laughter and the 'aw's from Todoroki and his mother as they watched videos of his childhood. 'Mighty All Man', 'Mighty Boy', 'All Might Junior' He heard his mother say on the video before he heard himself repeat the word 'Junior' enthusiastically and for a second, Inko and Midoriya thought Todoroki had had a heart attack. His gripped his chest, his eyes widening-

"Call a hospital." He'd groaned but he was fine when she said there was more.

Now though, they were alone. No more embarrassment tonight he hoped. "I can't believe she showed you everything." He whined into the pillow, his head coming up just so he could glare at Todoroki who was standing by the door awkwardly, his cheeks ablaze and his mind racing. He was barely paying attention, Midoriya had been so cute, he's still so adorable, he wanted to shrink him down and keep him in his pocket and protect him from the world.

"'Captain All Might'." Was all he whispered, was he could get out without exploding and even so, his left side heated up and he knew if he didn't regulate his body temperature, he'd set fire to Izuku's room. "Cute." Cute. Cute. Cute.

Cutecutecutecutecutecutecutecute.

"Todoroki-kun, it… I wasn't that cute." Midoriya whispered, blushing just as much as Todoroki was.

"Wrong."

"What? No-"

"You're wrong." He interrupted, shaking his head. Those pictures and videos needed to be treasured. They needed to be put in a museum though he didn't want to share the rare sight. "Let's sleep." They slept in their white undershirts, spooning under his comfy covers. It was exceptionally warm that night but there was no wonder as to why. Todoroki kept his arms tightly wrapped around Midoriya's torso and waist. Keeping him close.

"I'm not… really in the mood. I'm so sleepy and comfy." Midoriya whispered, his eyes droopy, his cheek squished against his pillow. He was wearing only his boxer shorts, it was a hot Saturday evening. Summer was approaching and so was the field trip with U.A.- it was some kind of getaway to relax, like a reward for a whole school year of hard work. He wasn't sure but he was excited.

"That's okay." Todoroki whispered, laying on Midoriya, his face against Midoriya's mid-back. "We can just talk if you'd like." Talking was nice and though they knew a lot about each other already, it was fun learning new things about one another.

"Too lazy." Midoriya whispered, pursing his lips before opening his eyes all the way, he had an idea. "You know.." He wasn't exactly sure how he should bring something like this up without it being awkward but when he really thought about it, it wasn't nearly as bad as getting hard when someone tells you they're gonna kill you. "I wanted to try something." He whispered, hiding his face in his pillow and blushing. Todoroki was slightly appalled as to how he could be so confident in the heat of the moment but shrink back to being the shyest person alive in times like these.

"Try what?" Todoroki lifted his head, his chin resting on Midoriya's warm skin. He wondered what else there could be, what else Midoriya could possibly be into outside of the getting tied up, blindfolded, gagged, degraded, talked down to, etc.

"It's weird…" He whispered, there was no way he could possibly say it aloud, he shouldn't. "Here." He lifted his smartphone, ignoring the hundreds of notifications from his instagram and opening his browser. Midoriya had only skimmed through it when he came across it but now was the time to read it over and talk it over with Todoroki but instead of doing that, he just passed his phone over towards Todoroki.

With a raised brow, he took Midoriya's phone and sat up, his eyes scanning over the screen as he read the article. He needed to be gentle, he needed lots of lube to do this, he'd have to find out if his fingers would work for something like this and more. "It's not so bad…" He murmured and he was being honest, it really wasn't all too strange. "I'll do my best if this is what you want right now." Midoriya couldn't help but blush and hide his face, why did he have to be so charming? So understanding? He never shot down Midoriya's ideas, he never made fun of him for things he wanted or acted disgusted if he was (He never was).

"Really?" Midoriya whispered, his voice muffled by the cushioning.

"Yeah… of course." Anything for you. It seemed easier than degrading Midoriya, he was terrible at dirty talk- or so he'd make himself believe. "I kind of do it already before we… you know." and now that Midoriya thought about it, Todoroki was right. He felt a little better about this.

"O-okay… you know what to do?" He had the directions in his hand, on his phone, it shouldn't be all too hard really.

"Sure." Todoroki got on his knees behind Midoriya, both of their cheeks heating up as they stared at each other awkwardly. Finally, Midoriya turned and pushed his face into the pillow, waiting for what he'd asked but feeling far too shy to relax. "Just… ease up a bit. It's fine." Midoriya yelped when Todoroki rested his hands on his lower back, his right one was cold.

"Okay…" Midoriya murmured, shutting his eyes and taking in a deep sigh before he felt Todoroki's fingers under the waistband of his black underwear. "Okay, okay, okay." Midoriya breathed quickly, doing his best not to blush to death.

"We need lube, first and foremost. Would it make you feel better if I left to get some while you calm down?" There was no salt or malice in his voice, he genuinely wanted Midoriya to just relax and open up. If he didn't relax, it'd most likely hurt. "I won't be long." But he'd take his time driving downtown, dodging onlookers/classmates/people with cameras. Midoriya liked the idea.

"Yeahsure." He squeaked quickly. Todoroki nodded, leaning down to kiss Midoriya's shoulder before standing from his bed and pulling his discarded clothes on. He promised to be back soon and Midoriya believed him. He took this time alone to think. It wasn't anything important or mind blowingly intense, just about their relationship in general. He had a boyfriend. When he said that internally, it made his stomach flip and his chest tighten. "My… boyfriend." His voice was soft.

Todoroki stood in front of a small variety of different types of… lubricant. Flavored. Glow in the dark. Enhanced lube. The flavors made him shivers- buttery nipples- what the fuck. He didn't buy that one. Instead, he decided to pick the most simple, regular lube that smelled like strawberries. Nothing too special or out of the box. He set it down on the counter before looking up to the clerk. Yaoyorozu. "Momo."

"Shouto." Her voice wasn't as enthusiastic as it usually was, kind of bitter if he was honest but she rung him up anyway, flashing a small smile when he asked if something was wrong, if something had happened and she went into graphic detail about how some of the kids in other classes were ripping on her for being filthy rich. He didn't blame her, it's not like she flaunted her wealth or rubbed it in the faces of others. She dressed modestly and respectfully for someone with that kind of money and that's one thing he liked about her. "I'll see you later then." She bid him a farewell and when he exited the store, he checked his phone. Had it already been an hour? The conversation was extremely one-sided, it was no wonder he spaced out here and there and lost track of time almost completely.

By the time he returned to Midoriya's home, Midoriya's head was lolling, he was almost asleep. "Sorry I took so long." He whispered, sitting on the each of the bed and watching as Midoriya shrugged lightly, resting his head on the pillow.

"S'okay." A smile, Midoriya smiled tiredly. "I'm ready." He was more ready than he'd ever be. Relaxed, he'd keep it to himself that he may or may not have had a sip or two from his mom's alcohol cabinet.

"Okay, I'll start then." Todoroki couldn't help but gulp as he sat behind Midoriya. He reached for his boxers and began pulling them down, his plump rear behind was so undeniably adorable. Okay. Okay. Okay. He reached for the small bottle, recalling the steps and repeating them to himself internally. Fingers are typically too short but at this angle, it just might work. Once he found it, he needed to massage it very gently, too hard could cause severe damage- he didn't want that. He wasn't sure if he should apply the slick substance to just his finger or to Midoriya's rump so he went with both, slicking his fingers up as well as rubbing a thin layer of it over Midoriya's hole. Okay, first step down. Secondly, he needed to stretch him. It shouldn't be a problem, he did it all the time, kind of. When he felt like it. When he felt like Midoriya had earned it. He pushed one finger in gently, watching in awe as Midoriya shuddered and relaxed, it was actually kind of cool, the way his fingers fit so smug-like. He wiggled it around, pushing in a little deeper and searching for what he was looking for. Should be on the belly side, so down. He pushed down, adding another finger, he found it!

The prostate gland. It was the size of a walnut, just like the article said and once he found it,he knew he had succeeded at step three. Step four. Massage- GENTLY. Midoriya should feel uncomfortable at first with it, which it looked as though he was. He made a face, displaying mild discomfort. His lips stretched and his teeth were exposed for a few seconds, his brows creased before he went back to his relaxed state. It'd pass soon enough and he'd start getting off to it. It took a minute or two for him to get used to the sensation of direct prostate stimulation and his legs were buzzing, they were heavy. His entire body was heavy actually, as if he was going through some sort of sleep paralysis but it was a wet dream rather than a nightmare.

Once he got used to the static around his abdomen and lower back, the shockwaves of stimulation and the permanent blush on his face, it actually started to feel good. He was being milked. It was nice, it was a massage, it was stress-relieving, he hummed lightly to signal to Todoroki that he was indeed enjoying this. Todoroki didn't add pressure, he knew he wasn't supposed to but what he did do was move his fingers a little faster knowing that just a simple touch when it came down to direct stimulation did wonders. Just a little more speed and he'd get the best results and the most intense orgasm but that was only if he stroked Midoriya off at the same time and he wasn't sure if asking would ruin the mood or not. He shouldn't just go grabbing for it either.

Midoriya opened his mouth, a high pitched huff escaping his fat lips. "That feels… good." He drawled, stretching his words out as if he was half asleep or even sleep talking and as it continued, his huffs grew a little louder, they became more and more frequent and Todoroki liked the sound of them. He kept going, wiggling his fingers, pushing down on the spot with care, even adding just a small bit of heat. This wasn't bad at all and Todoroki had to wonder what the big fuss was, why they were so flustered before this began. Before he could even think to question it, Midoriya tensed up, he could feel it around his fingers. Midoriya was climaxing and it had happened so quickly. He was actually enjoying himself as well but what was really a sight to cherish. White fluids. Todoroki had no idea men could orgasm from the behind.

"Woah…" He whispered, holding his fingers up, white… semen(?) glistening off of them. He felt the odd urge to taste it. He didn't. "That's cool." He looked passed his fingers to see Midoriya blushing, staring up at him over his naked shoulder, a heavy blush on his face, his hand was gripping his pillow, he was naked too. He looked so… vulnerable. He couldn't exactly describe it, but whatever it was, he was attracted to it.

He leaned forward, his hands were pushing down on the bed on both sides of Midoriya. The younger of the two said absolutely nothing, rolling over onto his back wordlessly. His eyes were glossy, his mind was swimming. Midoriya actually had no idea just what was going on right now after experiencing something like that. He liked it of course, it was nothing to panic over but what kept his mouth shut, what kept his knees closed with anticipation, what made his lips tremble and his eyes water was the way Todoroki stared down at him. He wasn't in the mood for sex right now and he'd said that before this all went down but he wouldn't say it again.

Midoriya shivered at Todoroki's breath on his ear, on his neck. He felt far too weak, Shouto easily pushed his knees apart with his own and pinned Midoriya down and he pushed in with ease. Midoriya wouldn't bother stopping him. He made the decisions now, Midoriya was simple minded. Dense. Ignorant. Obtuse. He was still, his lips sealed shut. 'Go ahead, Shouchan.' He wanted to say. 'Take what's yours.' He thought. He didn't want the sex, but he allowed it. He didn't have the right to say no.

Midoriya took it.