Shoto held his breath and began counting. I need to calm down. He hadn't expected Veronica to say something like that. Now his mind was racing; images of her beneath him, breathless and naked, filled his head. Damn it! He shifted in his seat, trying to alleviate some of the pain his jeans were causing against his hardening cock.

Of course, he'd love to have sex with her. Hell, he'd been researching as much as he could on the topic already. He wanted to make sure that when it finally happened, she'd be as satisfied as possible, despite the fact that they were both inexperienced. Unfortunately, it was definitely not the time for that to be happening. Yet.

Shoto groaned in frustration, rubbing a cold hand down his face. He slowly stood, grabbing his spoon off of the floor before pitching the rest of his soup and dumping the dishes in the sink.

He went to the couch to grab his bag before slowly making his way up the stairs and down the hall to the bathroom. He glanced towards Veronica's closed bedroom door as he passed. How the hell am I supposed to face her now?


How the hell am I supposed to face him now?! Veronica mentally screamed at herself. She paced around her room, trying to calm herself down.

What's he going to think of me now? Did I just ruin everything? She groaned, flopping down onto her bed. What the hell was I thinking?

You wanted to have sex with him, obviously. Veronica rolled her eyes, sighing. She sat up slowly, wincing as more memories flooded into her head. Her face quickly became flushed, her breathing uneven as images of nights spent touching herself to the thought of Shoto flooded her mind. God damn it!

Veronica stood, walking quickly over to her dresser to grab some clothes to sleep in. She pulled out an oversized All Might t-shirt she frequently used as pajamas and began stripping. She bit her lip as she peeled off her black pair of panties, slightly embarrassed by the wet mark clearly evident in the crotch.

Well, if I'm not going to be having sex with him... She quickly pulled on the colorful cotton shirt, the hem grazing her mid-thigh. Veronica grabbed a new pair of navy blue panties from her drawer and threw them on before shutting off the lights and hurrying to bed.

Slipping under the silky covers, she shifted so that she was lying on her back, knees bent and spread slightly to give herself easy access. She closed her eyes, imagining that she was once again in the kitchen with Shoto as he cooked.

"What do you want to eat for dinner, sweetheart?" Shoto glanced towards Veronica, a smile adorning his dusty pink lips.

She bit her lip as she stared at him, squirming where she stood. "Is it bad if I say I want to eat you?"

A wicked smile spread across his face, his grey and turquoise eyes becoming hooded with lust. "Not at all. Come here," he cooed, a lean muscular arm stretching out towards Veronica as she approached him.

His warm arm snaked around her waist, making her gasp as he pulled her against his toned chest, smashing his soft lips against hers. She reached her arms up to wrap them around his neck, thrusting her hands into his soft multicolored hair as he deepened the kiss, stealing her breath away. His hard body felt amazing against hers, her heaving chest smashed against his as he twined his free hand in her golden locks, tugging lightly to pull her mouth from his.

Electricity shot through Veronica's body as his lips traced their way down her jaw and neck, finding her soft spot as his licked and nibbled lightly, making her moan.

Veronica let out a mew of pleasure as her one hand danced its way into her silk panties, finding her clit. She tentatively began to rub the sensitive bud, her back arching as her other hand snaked its way up her shirt, pinching and massaging her breasts.

"Veronica?" Shoto knocked lightly on her closed bedroom door.

Veronica froze, eyes nearly popping out of her skull. FUCK! She quickly pulled her hands out of her clothes, grabbing the covers and rolling onto her side. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down as she tried to ignore the insistent throbbing in her core. How did I manage to forget that he was here?

"Yeah?" She winced as her voice cracked slightly.

"Is it alright if I come in?" Shoto called, uncertain.

"Um, yeah, sure," Veronica gulped, hoping he wouldn't notice what she'd been up to.

Light spilled into her bedroom as Shoto opened the door, the light from the hallway illuminating his way into her room. Veronica watched as he took a couple steps forward, his white and red hair slightly messy. He wore a pair of white and dark blue checkered pajama pants, coupled with a dark grey cotton v-neck t-shirt. "Oh, sorry, I didn't realize that you were already in bed."

"No, it's alright," she sat up slowly. "Do you need anything?"

"No, I just wanted to say goodnight before heading to bed. I'll be asleep on the couch if you need anything."

"Oh, okay," she nodded. "Good night Sho-sho."

Veronica watched as he turned to leave, biting her lip. She'd almost forgotten how unfamiliar her environment was. She only held a handful of memories centered around this apartment now, and the thought of spending a night alone in the dark in said environment made her nervous. "Hey, Sho-sho?"

He paused, glancing back towards her. "Yes?"

"Would it, um, maybe be possible for you to sleep in my bed tonight?" Veronica fidgeted with the covers as she looked towards him. "I'm kind of worried about sleeping here alone. I know we used to sleep together all the time as kids, and I thought that maybe..." she rambled on.

"Veronica, it's fine," Shoto smiled sweetly at her. "I understand, don't worry."

"Okay, thank you," she sighed in relief as he leaned out of the room to turn off the hall light. A flickering light appeared in his palm as he turned back towards her, using his quirk to light his way in the dark.

Veronica scooted to the far side of her single bed, giving Shoto as much space as possible as he extinguished his light and crawled into bed and under the covers with her. They laid down, facing each other in the dark. Veronica closed her eyes, shifting slightly, trying to ignore the dampness in her panties. It's not like I can leave to change them, he might get suspicious.

"Veronica?" Shoto whispered after a couple of minutes, not wanting to wake her if she had already fallen asleep.

"Yeah?" She whispered back, eyes still closed.

"Is it okay if we snuggle?"

She choked on air, taken completely by surprise. "Um, yeah, sure." Veronica opened her eyes to see that Shoto was watching her in the faint light that seeped through the curtains covering her window. "I know I used to snuggle you as the big spoon when we were little, but you're a lot bigger now," she giggled nervously.

"I'll be the big spoon," he replied evenly, seemingly unaffected. Bastard. How can he stay so calm in this situation?

He wasn't the one touching himself earlier, duh. Veronica nodded, rolling around to face her bedroom wall as Shoto wrapped his arms around her waist, snuggling into her back. He feels so warm.

She sighed contently at the familiar feeling of him snuggling against her, her eyelids becoming heavy as her exhaustion hit her once more. The smell of pine enveloped Veronica as she quickly drifted off to sleep in Shoto's toned arms, her earlier activities causing her to have some wonderfully sensual dreams.

Shoto breathed in Veronica's sweet vanilla scent as she slept, placing a kiss lightly against the top of her head as she snuggled back into him. God, I love her so much. Shoto smiled, happy to have her in his arms as she slept soundly. He closed his eyes, slowly beginning to drift off to sleep against her.

Veronica moaned lowly in her sleep, Shoto's eyes springing open at the sound. She remained silent, making him think he'd just been hearing things. At least, until she pushed back against him, grinding her round ass into his crotch.

Shoto groaned, tightening his hold on Veronica's waist in an attempt to stop her movements. She whimpered, the sleepy sound filled with want and need as she continued to shift against him. What the hell is she dreaming about?

Shoto tensed and clenched his jaw as he fought not to thrust against her as she continued to rub her soft and plump ass against his hardening cock. He swore as he quickly realized that she wasn't wearing any pants, the hem of her shirt ridding upwards as she wriggled against him. Fuck, Veronica, are you trying to kill me?!

He dug his fingers into her sides, managing to halt her movements as her soft moans slowly turned back into even breathing. He let out the breath he'd been holding, loosening his grip on Veronica. Shoto buried his face into her hair, taking in her familiar vanilla scent as he forced himself to calm down. How the hell am I supposed to sleep now?