Disclaimer: Of course I don't own My Hero Academia, its characters, or the franchise.
Story: Enji was fascinated with Izuku. She was curious and a bit enamored. The two of them are a mess together and apart, and everyone gets drawn into the line of fire.
Set as an AU canon divergent genderbending fic.
Spoilers: Most definitely for all seasons, even if this is an alternate take.
Warnings: Age disparity, cursing and violence for now…hm, just in case since I'm usually writing it, bit of crazy humor, perverted humor, morbid or sarcastic humor, and sexual situations…
Pairings: Fem!Izuku/Endeavor, side-Dekubowl (because my regulars know my habitual obsession with the protag/one-sided (or not) others XD), Hawks/Fuyumi, etc…
A/n: Uncensored version on Ao3.
Don't Want to Touch You (But You're Under My Skin)
Chapter Five: Sew Me Up, Don't Leave Me Begging For Thread
Izuku lay on her back, mind racing and unable to rest. The day had been hectic and she couldn't find calm in the storm that was taking place in her head.
Not since she'd run across Endeavor in the train station.
Endeavor —Enji had looked so goddamn good in that suit that she nearly walked towards him, intending to just get right into his space to…She didn't know what she intended to do; all she knew was that she'd wanted to be near him.
The searing gazes they'd traded then, the way his heated gaze landed on her and wouldn't leave…it all made her hot and bothered, as much as she wished she could read his thoughts and hope she wasn't imagining his continued desire.
She clutched at the front of her shirt, clenching her hand as she curled up in a ball, pressing her forehead harshly against her knees.
She was so stupid. It was just a one night stand and now that he'd sated his odd fervor over her, it was done with. It had to be.
(The way he looked at and touched her made her feel as if she was being consumed by his Hellflame and everything Katsuki had ever said about her was nothing in the face of his flames.)
Izuku was almost tempted to touch herself, if it weren't for the fact that she was afraid and would be mortified if she woke up Gran Torino. She really…she really couldn't stop thinking about Enji though. And after the day she had with Katsuki being an asshole to her again, just remembering Enji's desire and warm words towards her made her want to reach out to him again.
But then there was Shoto and —wait. On second thought, it was really suspicious that Enji had been at the train station to pick Shoto up, while wearing a suit. Given that she had just told Shoto about how attractive she found men in suits were…
But that was no way, right? Shoto was angry and hated his father. There was no way he'd basically tell his father to come there and dress in a suit for her, right?
It made her uneasy and unsure, since she did just tell Shoto about her tryst with his father and about the suit thing that day, and it was too much of a coincidence to see Enji again dressed up like he was.
She lightly hit her head against her knees, muttering to herself. She kept thinking about Enji though, unable to not imagine him in that suit again. And then her imagination was going wild, imagining him taking his dress jacket off slowly, and the slow slide of his large fingers through the loop of his tie, taking it off and letting it drop to the floor.
Her hand twitched and she glanced at the door. Making a decision, she reached for her pillow and shoved the corner of it in her mouth, while hesitantly reaching her hand down her pants. She closed her eyes and continued to imagine it, seeing Enji lazily smirking at her and then taking his time unbuttoning his shirt. He revealed his chest, impressive pectorals displayed for her as he shrugged off his shirt, letting his arms flex with the movement.
Her fingers touched herself, moving in small circles while she imagined Enji reaching for his pants, taking off his buckle and slipping the belt off. His fingers went for his button and then unzipped his pants.
Her whimpering was muffled, but even though she felt some buildup, she couldn't get herself to get anywhere remotely to feel good —her fingers were too slim, too soft and nothing like Enji's warm, thick fingers.
Frustrated, she stopped and curled up again, angry at herself and the unrelenting feelings she was bombarded with.
The first day with his son interning at his agency had been thankfully calm. His son was even cooperating, even if he continued his indifferent (oft times aggressive) attitude with Enji.
Still, he was itching to ask his son about Izuku.
How was she doing? Were they getting along now? Why were they at the train station together and why had Shoto demanded that Enji come pick him up, especially when Izuku was apparently coming with him? More so when Shoto had demanded he wear a suit there.
It was too strange and too coincidental.
There was also that he wanted to know who this Hero Izuku would be interning with. He hadn't known anything about her interning anywhere and now he was irritated with himself, thinking he should have offered her one as well. Would she have liked that? Would she have accepted it from him, maybe enjoyed being by his side, learning from him, being able to touch him and he her —
Who was this Hero his son had mentioned anyway? It was grating on his nerves and he wanted to get on his computer and search him up. He didn't know if Izuku would be safe with him, if she'd be taught properly…
He didn't like not knowing who he was.
"You look agitated," his son said plainly, looking at him with careless eyes.
"I'm fine," he said, trying to calm the turmoil going through his head.
"I put her number in your phone."
He blinked, slowly moving to stare at his son and his jaw dropping slightly.
"What…what did you say?" he asked shakily.
Shoto's eyes narrowed, glaring him down. "Izuku's number. I programmed it into your phone."
Why was his son…
Shoto shifted on his feet, moving into a defensive posture while his jaw clenched briefly, never taking his heterochromic eyes off of his father.
"The first friend I end up having and you get to her," Shoto snapped out and Enji flinched. Fuck, he did know. How did he find out? "She felt so guilty that she confessed to me about it, you know," Shoto continued and Enji sighed.
Of course it was like that. He didn't even blame her. Izuku seemed the type of girl that wouldn't want to hurt anyone in this way.
And Enji felt guilty at that moment for not feeling as guilty about all this as he should, as he had earlier and when this was first going on.
Right now, he was just going crazy over his thoughts on her, having been unable to stop those thoughts ever since they'd come up after seeing her again at the train station.
His head was too full of her to think and feel anything else.
"What Hero is she interning with?" he found himself asking, unable to face his son's accusations head on.
"Gran Torino," Shoto said shortly, still glaring at him. "She told me that was his name."
Enji nodded, looking at the ground.
"I swear…if you hurt her…"
"I won't," Enji found himself immediately snapping out, both offended and angry at the suggestion he would, at the same time as he was adamant he would never.
He and his son exchanged looks, before Shoto finally nodded jerkily and then turned on his heel, marching out of there. He shook his head and headed to his desk, pulling up his browser on his computer.
"Gran Torino, huh," he muttered.
When she went on this internship, she didn't really expect for this crap to happen.
She was thankful to Gran Torino for helping her finally understand how to better work with One For All, and she was now fully capable of it with 5% output. She was just still cursing her luck as she faced the Nomu that crashed into the train she'd been riding with Gran Torino on the way to Hosu City.
"Oh crap!" She twisted away and evaded, jumping to the side and grabbing a few civilians to put out of the way while Gran Torino smashed a foot onto the top of the Nomu's head.
"I'll take care of this!" he yelled at her. "You stay right there, young lady!"
She almost pouted, but grumpily nodded her head. But then she thought of Tenya and there was no way she could stay there now.
Tenya was there and she started worrying about him too much to stay put.
The hour that past her by though, was like a whirlwind of disaster. Finding Tenya, confronting Stain, having Shoto come to the rescue too, and then finally bringing down the Hero Killer and dragging him out to meet some Pro-Heroes that had come to help.
The fact that Enji had sent them over just because Shoto had told him he was going somewhere (after rushing off) and he'd trusted his son enough to know this was important to actually send them their way both surprised her and made her pleased somehow.
A show of trust in Shoto and to show he cared enough to make this decision, despite the little information his son had told him, meant a lot.
Those were her primary thoughts…right up until another Nomu (with wings!) appeared and yanked her from the ground. Freaked out and struggling to get free, it was only when she heard the familiar voice of Enji that she stopped and looked back, seeing him chase after them.
She wasn't sure if he knew she was there, but she was relieved that he was there and coming for them. A few heated misfires made her a bit jumpy and wary, of course, but when he eventually took down the Nomu and she crashed with it, she was beyond shocked to find it had been Stain that had saved her from totally falling midair. She was kind of dizzy and a bit in pain from the previous fight and the softened impact to the ground, but she began to get worried and determined when she saw Stain snarling at the others and a terrible killing intent erupt from him. But then she took a deep breath when he froze up and then fell onto the floor.
She was taken aback when she suddenly felt a hot, large hand grab her arm and yank her backwards before she was encased within heated arms and crashing back against a hard body.
She looked up to see an angry Enji glaring at the downed Nomu and Stain, before he looked down at her and his angry face morphed into different emotions that changed too fast for her to take exact note of.
"Are you alright?" he asked her quietly and she nodded timidly, feeling his eyes bore down on her heavily.
He let go of her abruptly and stood up, only briefly offering his hand to help her up. She felt disappointment fill her.
While Stain was taken away and she and the others were swept away to the hospital, she felt a bit empty.
Shoto saw the exchange and irritatedly wanted to knock his father upside the head. What did he just tell the bastard? He wasn't completely condoning this, but he told him to not hurt Izuku and to pretty much go after her.
If he lost his first friend, who he just became friends with because of him…
Now, in the hospital room, he could see how quiet Izuku had become and was looking morose as she was lost in thought. Both he and Iida had traded looks, but didn't want to disturb her or say anything wrong.
She was a girl too —not like they were sure what to say without being scared of making a mistake and upsetting her more. Still…as her friend, perhaps he should try…Apologize for his idiot father or something…
But then said father burst through the door angrily and he tensed up, clenching his jaw and getting ready to argue back.
Except it wasn't Shoto he stormed towards to —it was Izuku.
"What were you thinking?!" his father snarled at the shocked girl. "You could've been hurt! You could've died!"
"Excuse you!" Izuku was suddenly fired up, angrily pushing herself off of the hospital bed and glaring up at Shoto's father. "Your son's over there!"
Shoto flinched and was about to grumble and hide. For once he wasn't being lectured; no need to draw attention to him!
"I'm not worried about him! Shoto can take care of himself!" his father shouted, surprising Shoto.
"I can too! I'm in the same Hero Class thank you very much!"
"What's going on?" Iida whispered.
Shoto shook his head, whispering back as he got off his bed and grabbed Iida's arm. "It's complicated. Come on, let's leave."
"But!"
He had a feeling this was going to get personal and they shouldn't be there.
The nerve of him! How dare he insinuate that Izuku couldn't take care of herself! So he thinks and believes in Shoto and not her?! What the hell! Who did he think he was?
"He doesn't have to break his bones to use his Quirk," Enji growled.
"Why do you think I'm interning for?" she said, pissed off and upset. "I can use my Quirk just fine!"
"Going up against the Hero Killer?" he asked incredulous, eyes narrowed at her. "That was stupid and reckless!"
"I'm not stupid!" Though she couldn't deny reckless, because even she knew she had a tendency to be so.
Enji threw his hands up. "I didn't say that you were! I was saying what you did was stupid! Coming after Stain and confronting him by yourself?"
She flinched, though she scowled at him. "I wasn't by myself. And I sent out coordinates to others to my location for backup! Why do you think Shoto-kun came, huh?"
"My son is good, but he's still not a Pro," Enji's jaw was clenching. "Shit, what if something had happened to you?!"
"I couldn't just let Tenya-kun handle this on his own! And I'm trying to be a Hero too, and Heroes don't let others down or handle things on their own," she stubbornly insisted, fuming at his attitude.
"But at the risk of you?" He suddenly stopped looking and sounding furious, his face torn into a mess of pain and anguish and she kind of felt all her own anger bleed out of her as she stared at him in shock. "Izuku…You…I…"
His shoulders slumped over and he covered his face with his hands. "Fuck, I don't even know what I'm trying to say. All I know is that the memory of you has been haunting me and tormenting me ever since we spent that time together, and now that we're back together, I'd almost lost you before I can get a handle of myself and properly talk to you."
The emptiness she'd felt when it had seemed like he'd distantly kept away from her before, was utterly gone right then and she couldn't help but reached forward and finally touch him, pulling him into a hug.
"I'm sorry," she blurted out, looking up at him, even as she stepped right up against him. "I'm not sorry that I did what I did, but I'm sorry for how you've been feeling and I'm sorry that what I did upset you."
He sighed in exasperation but he did pull her into a closer embrace, leaning down so he could place his face against the top of her head.
"I'll take that. Just…try to be a little less reckless in the future."
She bit her lip, knowing that would be a hard promise for her to keep. She just tended to be a little reckless with herself and she knew it.
"I'll try," was what she said before burying her face against his stomach. Geez, she only reached to the top of his abdomen, right below his pectorals…
She felt him shake his head, but he didn't say anything. For a moment, they stayed like that, continuing to calm down from their unexpected fight. But then she sighed against him, feeling content, until she felt him stiffen up and he slowly straightened up.
"Are you okay, Enji?" she asked, looking up at him. Oh, she really did like saying his name…
"I'm…" he looked away, licking his lips. "I can feel you breathing against me."
"Oh."
She blushed and wondered at such a simple thing really bothering him. But focusing on his lower half pressing against her belly, she could feel his bulge twitch against her. Pausing, she thought about their situation before leaning up harder against him.
His eyes widened and he stared down at her. She stared back at him, feeling determined and just a bit confident as she shifted her hips so she'd rub up against his hardness.
Enji inhaled sharply before he dove down and crashed his lips against hers.
This-this minx! Fuck, what was he going to do with her?
They'd just argued heatedly, thankfully reconciling and coming to some sort of agreement, and then she was looking up at him with those eyes filled with hot desire and rubbing up against his cock. How could he not respond to her and kiss the hell out of her after that?
She leaned up, stepping gently onto his feet and balancing while she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back just as thoroughly. His tongue harshly invaded her mouth, pushing up against hers and dominating it.
God, he wanted to dominate her.
He pressed her up against her hospital bed, grinding his covered cock against her and wanting to find release. It had been difficult to do so, even as his mind tortured him with all sorts of images and memories, dreams and scenarios involving her. Sometimes he'd cum, sometimes he couldn't —even when he did, he was never satisfied and always frustrated.
The dream of their confrontation in the hallway haunted him the most, along with his memories of their time together from when they were in the café and up until he'd watched her leave him behind at the love hotel.
But then she was gasping against his mouth and the present was all that mattered, letting his hands wander all over. They kept feverishly pressing up against each other, roughly pushing back and forth until they pushed too much against the hospital bed and they fell sideways to the floor. He tried not to crush her, though he still ended up on top. She pulled him back into a kiss, acting like they hadn't been interrupted, and he was more than eager to reciprocate.
He was about to touch her breasts over the hospital gown, only to freak out as the door opened. He kept down and tried to hide, pulling away from Izuku, only for her to grasp onto his waist with her legs.
Enji blinked and looked back at Izuku. She stared back at him with an unknown emotion, before a tiny smirk appeared on her plush lips, her eyes darkening just as he'd wished back at the train station.
"Ah, geez! Where'd those three kids go? We might have to code an alert to find them…"
Izuku wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to her, his bulge easily hitting against her cunt. He breathed in deep, watching her face, and experimentally began to move his hips. She licked her lips and nodded encouragingly, and shit, she wanted him to grind up against her while they were on the floor, out of sight of a nurse that could easily come across them having sex with their clothes on.
Fuck if that wasn't hot and he wasn't against going along with what she wanted.
He started to thrust up against her, breathing coming hard while she panted into his ear, her arms wrapped around his back while the two of them fucked on the ground, aware of the nurse muttering and doing something nearby. The curtain and the bed hid them, and Enji was trying to be careful not to make too much noise.
Enji vaguely heard the nurse finally leave, too busy getting lost in Izuku.
He'd been losing control ever since he met this damn girl and he didn't know how to gain it back.
He didn't even know if he wanted it back.
The two of them began going faster and he was tempted to just shove aside her panties and take his cock out. But then she was gasping and arching up against him and he groaned loudly, thankful the nurse was gone as he moved even faster against Izuku, reaching his peak finally and letting out a guttural sound in satisfaction.
They breathed hard against each other before he kissed her and then moved back. He looked down and winced, seeing the dark spot over his groin section of his uniform pants.
"Fuck, I've got to clean myself up," he muttered.
He heard her giggle and he looked up at her, raising an eyebrow but not really put off.
"Were you…were you satisfied?" she blushed, looking at him shyly while putting her hands together and fidgeting.
He tried not to shudder, but goddamn, that was cute and somehow hot.
"Very satisfied," he swallowed, looking at her. She gave a half-smile, red still coloring her cheeks. Shit, this was the first time in a while since he was able to feel satisfied after cumming and damn if she didn't look good and making him want more still.
Enji leaned towards her, kissing her softly and about to deepen the kiss, when he heard the door open and his son called out.
"We're back. Be decent," his son deadpanned.
Damn it, when did Shoto become like this?
He hurriedly pulled away from her and her cheeks flushed red, just as they traded panicked looks with each other. Just as they were going to get up, the curtain was fully pushed aside, revealing them to Shoto and their other classmate.
Enji turned red as well, even as he hid his half-hard cock and wet pants, while Izuku fidgeted in pace, having shut her legs together and trying not to look flustered.
"I would say 'get a room', but you two did have one," Shoto said, voice neutral (and not matching his words at all). "Just the wrong type of room."
Enji sighed, ignoring the urge to pinch the bridge of his nose in exasperation. He pushed himself to his feet, ignoring his shame and the fact his bulge was obvious (forget the wet front of his damn pants), helping Izuku onto her feet.
"I'll be back," he said stiffly before heading to the room's bathroom. Inside, he quickly used a wet paper towel to clean himself and his pants off, then used his Quirk to dry off. Satisfied he looked normal and nothing was out of place, he stepped back out and faced the others.
"I guess I should leave you three to rest," he kept a straight face. "Good night. I'll…see you and pick you up tomorrow, Shoto," he said to his son.
But before he left, he couldn't help one last glance at Izuku, who was watching with a small, sweet smile on her lips, which made him shiver and want to turn back to her.
He forced himself to keep going.
"I'm hoping things are well now with you two," Shoto said irritably and he looked at his son, who had his arms folded across his chest while staring back at Enji accusingly.
"You could say that," Enji muttered, not sure what to make of his son and personally not sure where he stood with Izuku despite it all.
He looked around his office and even if it was a large space, right now it felt like it was too small for him and he was suffocating.
Shoto scoffed. "I don't know what she sees in you, but she does genuinely. So don't mess things up," he glared at Enji.
He then proceeded to ignore him, continuing to look through the piles of case folders for them to shift through and look for the best case for them to take on.
Enji felt awkward in his skin, unable to not think of her now that even his son had brought her up and talked about the two of them.
His thoughts whirled around her, the way her legs had trapped him against her earlier…the way she looked at him…desire, want, need…
When was the last time someone needed him?
He'd never had someone need him like that before, to have wanted his touch so badly. But she'd held onto him like she'd needed nothing else, and he'd already known that he'd been too deep in her like she was a drug he'd gotten hooked on.
His hand found his phone and tentatively searched her name. And there was her name —just like Shoto had said it would be in Enji's phone.
Enji couldn't stop thinking about her and this would make it worse, he knew.
But he'd already been 'worse' and he'd been desperate for her ever since she'd snarled back at him in that hallway.
Meet me at that hotel.
I'll be waiting in case you come.
He looked up and saw Shoto staring directly at him, face unreadable. He said nothing and his son's lips pressed tightly together.
"I can find my way home," Shoto finally said, tone wary.
"I have a spare room here," Enji murmured, looking away from his son.
"…Treat her right," Shoto ordered and then footsteps indicated him leaving Enji behind in the room.
He took a deep breath and wondered what was he doing.
Still, Enji didn't know if she was going to come or even if she'd think about it…
But he'd wait in that room for her regardless.
Izuku eyed the text again. She didn't recognize the number, but she knew who it was from. She wasn't sure how Enji had gotten her number (she had a niggling feeling Shoto had something to do with it, which compounded on the earlier musings about the 'coincidental' run-in with the dressed-in-a-suit Enji at the station). That wasn't what mattered though.
What mattered was what he'd offered her.
So the question she had to ask herself was…did she want to go through this? Meet him again and be drawn into this downward spiral where the two of them drowned in each other, even knowing that they shouldn't be anywhere near each other.
Izuku closed her eyes, remembering the hospital and how his eyes heatedly stared at her, the way his body covered hers as they rutted against each other on the floor and in danger of being caught…
She silently got up and made her way through Gran Torino's house, grabbing pen and paper to leave a note as to where she went. She was honest too; Gran Torino hadn't been shy in his knowing look as he picked her up from the hospital and caught her longing glance at Enji as he picked up Shoto at the same time.
Nor had his comments been.
At least he'd promised to keep it quiet from All Might and he wouldn't know anything about it. That said, she left the note where it could be seen and left the house, making sure to lock up behind her. Then she went through the trouble of finding her way to the ward where she and Enji had gone to the first time, and where the love hotel they'd begun this whole thing was located at.
It didn't take too long and she found herself already entering the love hotel and going through the stairs and hallways to make it to the exact room they'd been in the first time. She hesitated in front of the door and stared at it. She thought about it one more time.
Izuku took a deep breath and knocked.
In moments, the door opened and there he was. No flames, softly-spiked hair at attention, red scruff around his jaw and his mouth shifting as he licked his lips tentatively at the sight of her, and standing tall above her with their size difference more than obvious.
Todoroki Enji waited for her, but she'd finally made her decision upon that knock.
Stepping into his space, she wrapped her arms around him and buried her face against his stomach. His arms wrapped around her too and after a moment, she was pulled into the room, the door closing behind her with a final and decisive click.
There wasn't any turning back now.
Enji savored the feel of her against him, feeling the tumultuous emotions in him finally calm and then finally disappear. He wanted this. He wanted her.
Damn everything else, but he was going to have Midoriya Izuku.
He peeled away before leaning down to kiss her, moaning into her mouth and enjoying her soft, pouty lips moving against his. His tongue pushed into her mouth and searched out hers, and while their tongues wrestled, he picked her up and carried her to the bed.
This time around, their clothes were easily and quickly torn off and Enji took his time to let his hands wander her body. She lay sprawled on the bed, skin flushed and desire radiating from her as her eyes stared at him wantonly.
The first time around had been about desperation and need. This time he wanted to enjoy and have her enjoy him, with no worries but to be lost in each other.
"Izuku, I'm going to push in now," he told her and she moaned and nodded, watching him as he moved his cock closer to her pussy and nudge his head in.
He thrust in and slid in easily, gasping at how tight she still was, even after all that work he'd put into opening her.
"You feel so good," he groaned, hips moving to start thrusting his dick in and out of her. "My mind won't stop thinking about you. I want to fuck you all the time."
She shuddered at him, spreading her legs more and her hands shooting up to grab his arms. "I…I think about you too…" she breathed out, thrusting back against him.
Hearing that made his hips start snapping faster while he imagined it, her touching herself as she thought about him and of them together like this.
He couldn't help grabbing onto her head as he leaned over her and kissed her hard and deep.
Fuck if he wasn't already in too deep with this girl.
Started 12/13/18 — Completed 12/25/18
A/n: Lol, this was so long and it took so long to get out XD Whoo, these two are wrecks! Gotta love it~ Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed! Please remember to review, my darlings ;D
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