Hey, guys! [girlfriendoftheauthor] here with this story. This story does relate to "Pool" and "Kissin' Pink" from Izuku's Mothers. The events took place before the main story, "Pool." This serves as somewhat of a filler. Honestly, I have mixed feelings. Depending on the strength of this story, I might put this as part of the series. I am not sure right now but enjoy!
Shouto was kind enough to hand Izuku a towel after stepping out of the bathroom. Izuku was spending the night as they planned to go to the Tokyo Tower together in the morning. Also, it wasn't often the duo had together to hang out. "The water is warm as it can be. I added some more heat in case you want more," said Shouto as he dried himself off with a towel. Izuku was used to seeing nakedness so it didn't faze him. "Thanks, dude," said Izuku as he grabbed his items.
"God, I can't wait for tomorrow." Shouto sounded very childish. Like a child being introduced to new things. "I also hear that they have a Naomi Osaka exhibit nearby that I want to visit."
"You mean the tennis player?"
"Yeah. Pretty cool, huh?"
"Anyone that can beat the greatest of all time, that's my kind of lady," he purred. Izuku took off the remainder of his clothing. He placed them in the hamper beside him. "You think your sister is cool with my dropping my clothes in the wash?"
Shouto swayed his hands. "Fuyumi?" He blew a raspberry. "For sure. Nothing brings a family closer together than cleaning one's delicates." He winked. "I think she enjoys it more than the rest of us."
"Because she likes to clean?"
"No, because she is happy that everyone is home," he said as he put on his boxers. "With Mom out of the hospital and my father making more occasional visits, the family is somewhat piecing itself back together." He stretched his arms. "Or at least, I hope so."
Izuku tried not to interfere on what occurs in the Todoroki home. It was unspoken that his father was aggressive and didn't mind focusing his anger on the family. His mother, Rei, was in and out of group homes, rehabs, and hospitals. He was quite aware of Rei's case. What he didn't want to tell Shouto that he had been having interactions with his friend's mother since they have met at the community center.
It was a part-time job. He served not only as the counselor but the occasional lifeguard as he was certified in it. He had given Rei a set of keys for more of a therapeutic purpose. When he had met Rei on the day of sign-up, he was met with a set of tears. Stricken with grief, he consoled her, allowing her to explain her hang-ups and transgressions. He knew if this housewife and mother had a book about her duress, then the Farmer's Almanac would have been filled. It was against the rules of the community center, but he gave her the set of keys. He instructed her to come to the center before hours. No one would bother her. She was free to swim as much as she wanted.
They set a system where he would leave the keys under the bleachers near the tennis courts. Rei would collect and enter the pool. Whenever she was finished, leave the keys under the bleachers where he would collect.
"Don't ever let anyone take your voice. You are much as important to this world as the air, the moon, the sun, and the stars. You are a gem. Don't let anyone ruin your beauty." The words came out of nowhere. He didn't know how it relayed out of his lips. But it was those words that gave Rei comfort. And for the first time, he spotted a smile.
Izuku felt that it wasn't his place regarding Shouto's family life, therefore he kept his mouth shut. He remembered his mother telling him to intervene when it's necessary. Some things were not his place, his mother said to him. So, listening to his mother's advice, he kept his interactions about Shouto's mother to himself.
"Do you think Mom would have fun doing these things?" Izuku turned when seeing the seriousness on his friend's face. "Think we can all get along as a family? You included?"
Izuku walked and patted Shouto on the back. "You worry too much, dude. You have to relax and take some deep breaths." The white-redheaded teen listened as he took steady breaths. "Thanks, Izuku. I needed that."
"Anytime, bro. Now, I am going to take a shower before it gets cool," he said as he removed his final article of clothing. "Meanwhile, get ready to get your butt whooped on this Street Fighter classic."
Shouto scoffed playfully. "Yeah, like anyone is lining to battle your weak self, Deku."
"Whatever, kid. Just kid the joysticks ready for this butt whooping," said Izuku as he entered the bathroom.
Izuku was a huge fan of their bathroom. It reminded him of bathhouses of olden days Japan. Back during the Edo period. Yet again, Japanese history wasn't his favorite subject. For what he had known, it could have been during the Showa, Heisei, Taisho. This would have been a good opportunity to ask his sister, Fuyumi, for a teaching lesson.
As the water washed over him, Izuku tried to relax. He focused his mind on tomorrow. He focused on seeing the Naomi Osaka exhibit, taking pictures at Tokyo Tower, and eating as many pancakes as he can consume. He sat on the stool as he washed himself. He scrubbed every nook and cranny of his body. He took his time on his 'naughty bits.' Admittedly, he felt unashamed of his penis. A blessing he called it as it was thick as a PVC and was long as a ruler. He remembered Katsuki teasing about his girth until his mother explained that girls would fawn over it. He had mixed feelings, wanting girls to like him for who he was versus what he had.
He began scrubbing his penis, cupping his balls so he could wash any dirt or grime. Suddenly, he heard the door opening. He didn't pay it any mind, thinking it was Shouto forgetting an item.
"Shouto, I doubt you left anything in here," he said as he began scrubbing his hair. As he opened his eyes, he was shocked to see that it wasn't Shouto. Last time he had remembered, Shouto didn't wear glasses or sported any breasts on his body.
That belonged to his sister, Fuyumi Todoroki.
Covering himself with a towel, the stunned Izuku fell out of the stall. "Fuyumi! What are you doing here?"
Fuyumi didn't appear to look nervous. She dropped her items beside Izuku and sat on the stall. "Same as you, my dear. Cleaning! Since we are going to the tower tomorrow, I wanted to get a head start." She was firm, blunt, and adamant. A bit of surprising quality compared to the shyness of Fuyumi. The happy-go-lucky-wanting-to-reunite-the-family kind of girl was the kind Izuku knew. Not the assertive, impulsive type.
Then he heard her moving some plastic bottles around, the squirt of some soapy substance onto her hands, and then the return of spraying water to his skin as she knelt down from behind. "C'mon, let me help you wash your back."
"I am fine," he replied humbly. "I can do it myself. Thank you!"
"What's wrong, Izuku," she interjected calmly. "Feel a bit strange when a girl asks you for a request?"
"No, no," he answered. "I don't want to waste your time."
She patted the stool. "No waste. Now let me help you." She began washing his back. Hands moving in strong, yet caring passes. She also cleaned his arms, his shoulders, and his scalp.
"Isn't it soothing," she asked.
"Yes, it is. Thank you."
Then, he felt her take hold of him and pulled his body back into her own luscious one. Izuku resisted at first, but when she didn't relent and issued a warning sound, he allowed her to guide him. They were sitting together, her legs on the outside of his, the back of his head on her bosom, and her arms across his chest. She began humming then, a comforting and slow tune.
"I used to hum this song with Shouto back when he was younger. It tends to calm him down a touch," she answered. "You are kind of reminding me of Shouto back when he was little. Without the bit of fussing though."
Her hands moved over him again. Rubbing his chest, caressing his face, grabbing his outer and inner thigh. He kept his eyes shut and tried to think pleasant thoughts, but each new touch brought him back to reality. When she grabbed hold of his private parts, he made a small noise of protest.
"Relax, child," she told Izuku. "You are not the only guy I have done this to. I have three brothers, you know." She took a breath before resuming back to the matter at hand. "Just let me help you relax, and forget about all of your worries and stress." She kept tugging, as she repositioned her legs to pry his own apart. Her mouth was on his neck then, performing little bites, kisses, and sucking on the tender flesh.
"Fuyumi," he protested quietly.
"Shh! Don't need the others to come in. Don't want to stir trouble," she whispered.
"Fine," he said. "Just be gentle, okay."
"Oh, my? No protest?"
"It is not that," he said. "But you can't force the willing if they somewhat want it."
Fuyumi was quite stunned of Izuku's revelation. "Would you like me to continue?"
"Like I've mentioned. I won't stop you. Just be gentle," he answered. "Plus, I won't deny saying that you are kind of cute."
Fuyumi withdrew her tongue and licked behind his ear. "Oh, Izuku. You knew how badly I wanted to do this to you? How much I held myself from attacking you, baby?"
As he grew hard she stopped, causing his mind to whirl around in a daze. Then he heard the squirt of a bottle again and felt her apply a cool, yet smooth substance to his groin. This feeling was even more intense, and he felt his hips thrusting into her pumping fist. Harder and faster and tighter it all felt. His leg started twitching, and perhaps calculating what he would do, she placed her unoccupied hand over his mouth before he released an intense moan into her palm, spraying ejaculate into the shower.
"Oh, my! Coming already," she clicked her tongue. "Oh, sweetness. That is so, so adorable."
She quietly laughed, amused by his becoming like butter in her hands. Then she resumed kissing his neck and holding him close to her. They stayed like that for a while, and he felt so woozy. At some point, she released him long enough to turn off the steamy shower.
Fuyumi whispered into Izuku's ear to wait until Shouto's fell asleep. "There is a continuation of this meeting in my bedroom this evening when the lights go out. Please don't be late. Plus, with father out of town and mother visiting her relatives, no reason for interference." She finished the sentence as she licked behind his ear. "Got that?"
Izuku replied by nodding his head.
She slapped him on his ass. "Now, head out first. Quit looking at me with those gorgeous eyes." She was tickled, quite pleased on what she had done with Izuku.
Amazing how confidence can lure her to him.
Or better yet how drinking a whole bottle of wine can make a difference.
To be continued….
A/N: In the scene when Fuyumi was touching Izuku's privates and she said that she has done it to her brothers. I was implying that she just cleaned them. Nothing incestuous. As for Izuku, a different story.