Another day of classes down, and several more to go for Deku. Even if it felt like the school year took forever sometimes, the days seemed to pass by pretty quickly. Of course, having the most beautiful girl in Class 1-A as his girlfriend certainly helped. Speaking of that, Todoroki had told him to meet her in her dorm after class. He wasn't sure why, but based on the way she was talking to him about it, he could tell she had something special planned for him. Regardless, he was eagerly looking forward to it. After changing out of his school uniform, he headed for her dorm and knocked on the door.
"Come in, Deku!"
Deku opened the door and headed inside, only to get a huge surprise…
"Gimme a 'D'! Gimme an 'E'! Gimme a 'K'! Gimme a 'U'! What's that spell? DEKU!"
Deku knew that Todoroki had something special for him, but he didn't expect to see her in her UA cheerleader outfit. Still, he expressed his approval:
"Shoko, you did that just for me?" His smile beamed brightly. "Awww, that was sweet of you!"
"Well, you did want me to put this on so we could do sexy cheerleader fantasies, so why don't we get to it?"
Deku gave a thumbs up. "OK!"
Deku approached Todoroki.
"So, Deku, congratulations on winning the Sports Festival, honey!"
"Oh, thanks! It wasn't easy, but I tried my best!"
Todoroki put a hand on Deku's shoulder. "And I'm proud of you! Only a guy as manly and strong as you could've pulled off an upset like that!"
Deku blushed, but continued smiling. "Well, I…I did have some motivation…"
Unaware that Todoroki had been walking towards him this whole time, Deku felt his back hit the wall as she pressed up against him.
"Speaking of motivation, this might help you, too."
Todoroki chuckled before kissing Deku. Even if he'd kissed her many times over, the fire of passion still didn't dim. In fact, knowing how hot she looked in that outfit, he wanted her even more, so much so that he almost failed to notice when she kissed his neck and his chest. It didn't take him long to realize what she was doing, and sure enough, within moments, she went down on him. On one hand, he was worried that he would suffer an embarrassing injury, but on the other hand, it felt good, so he just let it go on, feeling like the luckiest guy on Earth.
Criticism is gold. Negativity and nitpicking are pyrite.