Author's Note: I do not own Boku no hero academia.

Chapter 14

I would like that

Todoroki Shouto is a gentle kisser.

He made ticklish wet trails all over Izuku's freckled face, down to his neck, before finally allowing their lips to touch. It's just a sweet innocent peck, it isn't like the usual passionate kiss that Midoriya Izuku is used to. Yet, the softness and tenderness of his lips sent this strong tingling sensation down Izuku's spine as if he was a middle schooler who just had his first kiss.

Even though we all know this was his nth time.

Almost immediately, the plumpness of Shouto's lips disappeared as fast as Izuku felt it's presence. He opens his eyes only to see a flustered Shouto, his bichromatic pair are wide and glassy in embarrassment.

"I'm s-s-sorry, I don't know what to do after this," Shouto flashes a deeper shade of red, the color reaching to his ears and neck.

The mere sight of his innocence is enough to make Izuku chuckle. Todoroki lowers his head in shame, the weight on the bed disappeared as Todoroki suddenly stood up, preparing to bolt away.

"W-w-wait," Izuku exclaims, pulling Todoroki's wrist to prevent his impending exit. The bed made a small creaking sound as he slumps back on the soft surface. "I'm sorry," Izuku whispers, leaning closer to Todorki. "I know my reaction was uncalled for. I didn't mean to offend you or anything... It's just, how should I say this... Your actions right now are the total opposite of the bravado you showed earlier."

"I apologize for being all talk."

"Stop pouting, Shouto," Yet, Izuku is chuckling. He leans closer, tilting his head to the side while using his other hand to hold the back of Shouto's head. "We can remedy your inexperience."

Shouto swallows the imaginary lump forming in his throat, nodding. Izuku takes this as his cue to proceed.

And remedy Todoroki's experience did he do.

At first, it was tender. Tender yet with certainty. It's the most exhilarating feeling Todoroki felt before. The feeling of Midoriya's chapped lips against his feels odd at first, but as he begins to suck on Shouto's lower lips, all pretense of shame flew out of the window as a low moan escapes from his lips. Shouto feels Izuku smile against him before feeling a very hot and wet tongue entering his mouth.

"Nnngh!" Todoroki moans, grabbing Izuku's hospital gown for dear life.

Izuku continued his ministration, delving his tongue deeper inside Shouto's mouth as if he wants to explore every little corner in it. Saliva was already dripping down their chins, but Izuku continued attacking him, savoring the flavor of Shouto like this is his only chance to do it. Shouto feels even more light-headed by the second, he doesn't know if it's because of all the blood rushing to his head (as well as his nether regions) or because his lover's tongue is blocking his air passage.

"I-I-Izuku," Todoroki pulls away, wiping the string of saliva that trailed after him. "L-l-let me breathe,"

Izuku doesn't say anything. Instead, he pushes Todoroki flat on the bed, heaving heavily with this dazed look on his face, his cheeks as red as the sunset glistening behind them through the window. Along in the background, the sound of the heart monitor starts to beep louder and louder.

"Shouto," He moans, Todoroki's slacks suddenly feel tighter. "If only you knew how long I've been waiting for this moment."

"Believe me," Shouto uses his elbows as support to his weight as he adjusts his position, nipping on Izuku's dainty earlobe. Izuku lets out a deep sigh. "I know,"

"Yeah?" Izuku smirks, "can you help me with this if you really do?" He dangles the thin string of his hospital robe with a devious look on his face.

Todoroki involuntarily licks his lips at the invitation. "Don't mind if I do,"

And with a slight thug, the hospital gown quickly slides free from his body, revealing everything to bare.

Todoroki takes a quick breath, marveling at the sight before him. It shouldn't be a surprise to him since this is technically the second time he saw Midoriya naked, however, to see all those adorable freckles painted across his body like stars in the galaxy seems like some sort of magical display to him. Running his fingers across his soft, pale skin, Izuku tensed up in response.

"Did I hurt you?" He says forehead scrunched up in concern.

"It j-j-just tickles," Izuku smiles, suppressing his giggles.

Todoroki smiles back, now letting his hands travel across Izuku's fine hardened muscles. Izuku shivers, enjoying the way the pads of Todoroki's fingers glide all over his skin to the point it sends goosebumps all over his body. No one would've thought that such a small stature of a man would be capable of having such bulging pecs and biceps. Todorki gazes fixedly at prominent and well-defined muscles, wanting to lap at the salty sweat secreting out of his pores.

"D-d-don't palm my chest," Izuku scolds, yet there's this dubious mirth in his eyes that implies that he likes it.

"Sorry," Shouto lowers his eyelash, continuing to play with it, urging his lover to show more of his erotic expression. Izuku bites his lips, withholding his amorous moans. "I heard that if you massage a person's bussom long enough, it'll grow bigger."

"I think it's only applicable to women," He pauses, his unamused expression is replaced by a seducing smirk.

"Tell me, Shouto, do you like boobs?" And just for emphasis, he nudges his chest at the younger man's face.

"I only like yours," He answers, honestly.

"Is it alright if my boobs aren't soft and big like a girl's?"

"You do note breasts are just overhyped mounds of fat?"

Izuku burst out laughing, wrapping his arms around Shouto's neck. "What an utterly unsexy description of one of mankind's fatal asset."

He shrugs.

"Going back to the topic," Midoriya grabs Shouto's hand and guides it to somewhere else. "I'd rather you touch this instead, darling."

Todoroki licks his lips, fighting the urge to pounce on him right then and there. Izuku's dick was completely hard and pulsating, just begging to be touched and stroked.

"Like what you see?" Izuku whispers seductively against his ears, making Todoroki involuntarily buck his hips, but Izuku pulled away just in time to prevent him from feeling any sort of relief.

"You already know the answer to that," Shouto replies through gritted teeth. Izuku began unbuttoning his shirt, a nasty glint in his eyes. "I-I-Izuku," He warned, feeling rather unsettled on having the tables turned on him.

Izuku winks. "I can't be the only one naked,"

He throws Shouto's dress shirt on the floor, revealing a boyish lean chest. The younger male covers his face, yet the brightness of his face, so bright it could rival the color of his hair, is burning crimson and noticeable.

Izuku frowns. "Why are you covering your face?" He pulls Shouto's arms away but he won't budge. "Shouto," He says, disapprovingly.

"I'm not... as you..." He replies weakly, almost to the point he sounds like he is sobbing.

Well-built, that's what Todoroki wanted to say. How typical for a teenager such as him to be insecure about his body. Who knew that even the Todoroki Shouto is capable of feeling such things? But maybe that's the reason why he's so lovable to Izuku's eyes, he has access to Shouto's vulnerability that only he can see.

"I don't mind," Izuku kisses him on the forehead, entwining his fingers with the strands of his lover's soft dual-toned hair. "I find you... mouth-watering,"

Todoroki lets out a soft yelp as feels a warm tongue encircling around his right nipple.

"Look how perky and pink it is already," He says, a soft plop echoing in the room as Izuku began aggressively sucking and sucking on Todoroki's nipples. Using his other hand, he rolls the pads of his fingers on the unattended nipple.

"Deku," Shouto gasps, a shaking mess on the bed.

"Feels good right?" Izuku smirks. "But that doesn't give you the right to stop moving your hands. Come on, Shouto. Show me how you do it. Make me feel what you feel when you're on the brink of ecstasy."

Shouto blushes, grabbing Izuku's hard dick. The curly top hisses, thrusting his hips against Shouto's soft yet large hands. Taking this as his cue, he starts to move his hand aggressively.

"Shouto..." He groans. "Yes, love. Is this how you do it when you touch yourself? What do you think of when you do it, do you think of me?"

"Yes, just you, always you." Todoroki shivers, making sure to tease the head repeatedly, as well as running his thumb on the sensitive vein on his dick, eliciting a soft 'yeah' from Izuku. Even though he wasn't the one receiving pleasure right now, just hearing his voice is enough to send Shouto over the edge.

"Me too," His hands unsteady as he began unbuckling Todoroki's scrumptiously tight jeans. "I think of you, too. I think of sucking you off, stroking your big fat cock, plunging myself in that pink perky asshole of yours—"

"You sure know how to talk dirty," Todoroki gnashes his teeth, feeling the heat on his cheeks rising.

He couldn't believe his dick is capable of getting harder than it already is. But it did, Modoriya had this effect on him.

"And watching you underneath me squirm as I jump up and down your cock."

Bichromatic eyes widen. "Wait, what?"

"Don't you want that, Shouto?" Izuku whispers, sucking and leaving marks on Todoroki's neck. "Imagine yourself inside my tight wet asspussy, just trying to milk every last bit of your cum."

"Deku!" Shouto shouts.

Midoriya slips his hand inside the writer's boxers, teasing the cock that was weeping since the moment Todoroki was pushed flatly on the bed. Todoroki hisses as Midoriya's warm digits began lightly slide across his pulsating dick like it was just a mere toy.

Seeing the look on Deku's face, it appears like he was just playing.

"You want more?" Deku coos.

"Yes," He chokes out, pitifully.

Suddenly, Todoroki feels his cock sprung free from its tight constraint. Now, he is equally naked as Midoriya. The latter doesn't even marvel at the handsome mess lying down beneath him, Izuku caresses the younger man's body. Every spot that he touches makes Shouto's cock weep, even more, making him discover these erogenous parts if his body that he wasn't aware of. He makes a rather pathetic sound when Izuku's fingers touched his thighs, stroking it, tickling it enough to elicit a reaction from Shouto's hardened penis, only to pull away at the last second when he notices Todoroki's successive sighs.

"Do you want more?" A devilish look painted on the usually innocent-looking Midoriya.

"Don't tease me," Shouto glares, yet it isn't as intimidating as it usually was since he looks so fucked up right now. Cheeks are red, while his eyes are hooded. His breathing is deep and tensed like he's afraid of what's coming next yet he simultaneously yearns for it at the same time.

Shouto utterly looks so fucked up, Deku wants to do just that.

Midoriya doesn't even need to hold Shouto's dick up since it's defying gravity. He leans down and begins to give the whole length wet kisses, from down the balls up to the sensitive pink head. As he did so, he uses his hands to gently fondle Shouto's ballsacks. Todoroki throws his head on the pillow, breathing heavily like he couldn't get enough of the sensation. Soon, his whole penis is well-lubricated with Izuku's saliva and his hefty pre-cum.

Midoriya pulls away, eyeing his lover with his lust-filled, pine-green eyes. Todoroki has to admit, he feels a tad disappointed at the loss of contact.

"You showed me how you like to masturbate," Shouto blushes at the word. "Let me show you how I like it done."

And Shouto admits, that's one hell of a handjob.

Deku finally wraps his fingers around Shouto's dick, eliciting a harsh shit from him. He moves his hand from base to the head, the tightness increasing as he reaches the pink-mushroom like structure. Todoroki hums in approval. Midoriya smirks, slowly stroking the erect member until he hears Todoroki release a soft exhale of pleasure. He then increases the pace, causing the boy to choke mid-breath. Whenever Shouto's breathing pace increases, that's when Deku removes his hand and stops altogether, making sure that his inexperienced boyfriend wouldn't ejaculate too soon.

"D-D-Deku, this is too much!" Shouto tears of frustration trickle down his cheek. And this is just him receiving a handjob.

"Oh, love, we're just getting started."

"What do you—Ngh!"

Before Todoroki could even finish his sentence, he feels his cock getting swallowed up by Midoriya's small warm mouth.

"Deku... Deku... Deku!" He moans repeatedly, almost like a prayer, shutting his eyes closed as he once again felt one of the most gratifying experiences in his life.

Todoroki always thought, not because he's particularly interested in engaging in such activities but the idea merely passed in his mind, that a blowjob is just wrapping one's mouth and bobbing their heads on a person's penis. But he's wrong.

A blowjob is an art.

Tongue circles its way around the pink head, gliding down to the bulging prominent nerve on the side, then back to deep throating the already hard penis down to the base. All the while, Midoriya watches Todoroki cry, beg, moan for him to stop or to do more. It was turning him on so much, how the usually emotionless Todoroki-kun is practically drooling on his bed as he gives him the utmost pleasure possible for a human being.

"I'm... I can't—!"

And just when Shouto thought it couldn't feel better, it did.

Midoriya takes his whole length down his mouth, Shouto's dick going all the way down his throat. Shitshitshitshit! To make matters worse, Midoriya grabbed his bare waist and dug his fingers on his skin, making sure to have a vice grip on Todoroki as he moaned gutturally, sending this intense vibration down his cock that was already at its limit. He knows what Midoriya is urging him to do, and he'll give him the deepest face fuck he'll ever receive.

Todoroki pulls Midoriya by his soft, messy hair before brutally thrusting down his throat. Midoriya, an expert that he is, doesn't even cough. Instead, his eyes roll in pleasure that he almost sees the back of his skull, enjoying the pain and pleasure of the man he's been dreaming about, lusting for so long violate his throat. Seeing the slutty dazed look in those sea-green eyes, Todoroki tightens his grip on Midoriya's locks and increases his thrusting at a brutal pace. He also notices that Deku began touching himself while he fucks his throat like an onahole, moaning even louder each time his big, fat cock goes deeper down his throat.

Releasing a deep growl, Todoroki throws his head back as he cums inside of his lover's mouth. Spurts and spurts of his load flooded Deku's mouth, but he accepts it like it's a treat he's been waiting for. Underneath him, Izuku harshly strokes himself, until he, too, reaches his climax. His cum splatter across the bedsheets, and how Shouto wanted to lick these fabric clean.

But before he could do that, Todoroki's brain completely stops responding. Just like a computer experiencing the Blue Screen of Death. He sees white and feels himself go deaf for a few seconds, the sweet pleasurable sensation still overloading his senses.

"You okay?" Deku giggles, spitting Todorki's semen on his palm. Somehow, he feels slightly disappointed.

Not like he wants Deku to swallow it if he doesn't want to.

"Give me a little bit of time to breathe," Todoroki heaves. After Midoriya sucked the life out of him, he needed it.

"Too bad," Midoriya suddenly positions his fingers, wet with his lover's cum, underneath his ass. "I have more planned out for you."

Mismatched eyes widen, he abruptly sat up that Deku stumbles down to the bed.

"Shouto?" He whispers, unsure and his eyes look hurt from rejection.

"We can't,"

"What?" Deku's voice quivers, much to Todorki's horror. Wide green eyes wells up as if he's about to cry anytime soon.

"No, Deku, please don't cry." Shouto leans in and kisses the trickling tear down his freckled cheek. "I mean, I want to do it with you. You don't know how many wet dreams I've been having where I plunge myself inside of you— Wipe that grin off your face!"

Yet this only makes Deku's grin grow wider, tears still stained his cheeks but at least he finally stopped.

"Do you honestly want our first time to be in a hospital?" Todorki frowns, his voice turning serious once more. "I wouldn't consider myself as a romantic type, but I never imagined making love to my dearest person on a hospital bed, inside a room where anyone can barge in whenever they please."

Deku didn't hear any word past 'making love'.

"I understand," Izuku says, "it would also be better if we have a proper lube and some condoms. I should also train my asshole with a buttplug so it wouldn't hurt that much when you enter me. After all, I haven't had anything inside in a while—"

He beams at Todoroki's reaction, he noticeably tensed up and brightened upon hearing the word 'butt plug'.

"Shut up," Todorki looks away, covering his face with his hand. Yet, his ears are enough proof that he's still blushing.

"I have to train your tight little asshole, too." He whispers seductively to Shouto's ear. "Afterall, I can't always be the receiving end, right?"

Todoroki looks down, his face still crimson, placing his hands down that are now balled to a fist.

"I would like that."