My first My Hero Academia yaoi fanfic. This features OOC Izuku x OOC Shouto. Enjoy!

Club Fate was the newest venue in town. This was the after-hours club after the grown and the responsible retired and nestled in their quilts for the night. Revelers who remained weren't looking for simple dancing and conversation. Adventure was a must. Excitement, debauchery, anything their greedy hands could acquire in order to fill their brain of disinfected malcontent. Club Fate was also the location where Izuku Midoriya could be found. Music blared loud from the speakers. Smoke filled the atmosphere. Dancers and party-goers sweating and grinding to the rhythm of EDM. Rainbow-colored strobe lights bounced throughout the place. An interesting view, Izuku may add, but he wasn't here to just enjoy the scenery.

Izuku didn't care for clubs. The idea of being congested in an area like cans of sardines wasn't exciting. However, it was the end of the fall term and many of his friends suggested that they should go to the club to get the edge off. As Izuku sat alone at his table, his friends in question weren't there. The sounds of heavy bass music, accompanied by smoke and rainbow-colored lights were getting to him. This wasn't his scene. Another few minutes and he was going to head home.

After finally making his mind up, he prepared to head for the exit. However, several feet away from him, he saw something that garnered his interest. Standing at the bar was a very attractive young woman. She couldn't be no more than eighteen, nineteen years of age. She had a very average frame. Her blonde hair complimented her skin complexion. She must have been a hidden beauty because her bangs covered her eyes. She had just received a drink from the bartender. She was very delicate, bowing to the bartender as she held on to her drink with both hands. As he continued observing the blonde, she had a slender body and flat, but decent butt.

It didn't take long when the blonde locked eyes onto the young pitcher. His eyes averted away, tending to the watered down liquor that he didn't care to drink. Playing coy, he sat back at his seat, taking the beverage and taking fake sips. He had hoped to have a little timing before the blonde turned away.

That failed because the blonde was heading toward his direction.

As the blonde was approaching, he couldn't help to notice her way of walking and dressing. She wore a white blouse that was very loose, but was situated in the right places. Her bra strap was showing, but it looked as if she had never wore a bra before. Why was Izuku inquisitive of the small things, he thought to himself. She wore her black jeans that complimented her body. It hugged in all of the right places. A gust of air entered Izuku's breath as the blonde made it to his line of sight.

As she approached, she stopped, giving her a few feet to observe the gentleman. She clicked her tongue, emitting a smile.

"Evening, is this seat taken," questioned the blonde.

He nervously shook his head, telling her that it wasn't. She nodded her head, walking to the area and sat a few inches away from Izuku. By that time, the drink was dripping onto his moustache. He placed it back down. The blonde took her drink and took a few sips. She was very nimble.

"First time at the club," asked the blonde.

"It's not," answered Izuku. "I come here from time to time when I have free time."

She smiled. "Free time?" She scanned him. "You must be a student by the way you are giving me this information."

Izuku confessed to the blonde that he was a student at the nearby university.

"Oh, that's the university I attend as well," said the blonde as she was blushing. "I am a freshman."

"Really," explained Izuku while raising his eyebrows. "I am a freshman, too."

She giggled. "Really? Why haven't I have seen you at Freshman Seminar?"

He swallowed a lump in his throat. This time, he drank the watered liquor to soothe his dry throat. "I wouldn't know. Maybe you are an adjunct or an absentee."

The blonde giggled once more. This time, she peered closer and pressed her hands on his thigh. "Maybe you haven't seen me there." She raised her bang, showing that it was a wig and the owner's hair color was white and red. She used a napkin to wipe the shade of make-up, showing her left eye. Izuku's mouth with agape. "Because you don't have a clue on recognizing your best friend."

Izuku's face went smug as the feminine voice dropped to her normal voice. Izuku backed away when realizing that the woman in question was actually his best friend, a male, Shouto Todoroki.

He spat out his drink, which made the blonde laugh. "What in the hell, man?"

He stuck out his tongue. "I can't believe you actually thought I was a girl." He spat out while laughing and holding on to his stomach. "Man, you should have seen the look on your face. Katsuki was right about this."

Izuku displayed a stern look. "Katsuki?"

Shouto took a drink of his liquor. "Why you think Katsuki and the guys didn't show? They wanted a play a prank on you."

"A prank," he retorted. "A prank for what?"

"Just because you are Deku," he replied by flicking his nose.

He slammed his back to the seat. "The fuck! All for this?! Damn, to think I was talking to a cute girl who I didn't see to be my best friend."

Shouto patted Izuku on his shoulder. "Don't be too bent out of shape." He looked to Izuku. "Judging by your position earlier, you needed to loosen up."

"Whatever," replied Izuku as he was contemplating to leave. However, he was stopped when Shouto snapped his fingers at the traveling waitress.

"Oi! Two Strawberry Sunrises," he told the waitress. She whisked away to her destination. Izuku turned to Shouto. "What's going on?"

"Going to loosen you up," he winked to his best friend. "Learn how to have fun!"

"I really don't care to drink," explained Izuku.

"No, no, no! The problem is that you pick liquor from your elders." He made a face. "Making you hard and Mr. Grumpy Pants." He tugged at Izuku's cheeks, which he slapped back. "So, that's why you are getting something sweet."

He looked to his surroundings. He wasn't in the mood to dance. However, he wasn't quite ready to return home. With nothing better to do, he decided to take in on Shouto's offer.

One drink wouldn't hurt him, he thought.

He took his first drink of his Sunrise. He enjoyed the flavoring on his drink.

"I'd told you would like it," winked Shouto once again.

Izuku didn't respond. He blushed as he took his drink. He finished it within minutes.

"Want another," questioned Shouto. "I am buying."

Izuku smiled. "Well, that's the least you can do since you did play this prank on me."

After four glasses of the Strawberry Sunrise and a few shots of Vodka, Izuku was toasted. Everything was funny to him. The awkwardness of his waitress, which by now was giving him such an erection. The now-trance music playing in the background was amusing. Everything was slowing down and his voice began to slur. Even when that was occurring, he even have begun laughing. By that time, Shouto was laughing. He was amused. Very amused.

Izuku knew that Shouto had a few glasses himself, but not as much of the consumption of this emerald-haired teen. The more he observed him the more he saw his feminine features. Like how his soft looking lips curved when seeing something funny. How flushed his face look when licking sour lemons with salt. His smell, smelling of honeydew and sweet blackberries. How can a boy look this good to look kind of like a girl, questioned Izuku in his mind.

He took the last swig of his vodka before slamming it down on the table. He was out for the count.

"Finished," questioned Shouto as he was swaying his hair.

"Can't do it anymore." He managed to say that and that took a bit before he started to produce word vomit. Whenever he attempted to speak, it became word vomit. He couldn't contain his laughter. He burst out laughing loudly while beating the table hard. He was so caught up in the moment that he did not pay attention that Shouto was getting closer to his line of sight.

He extended his arm around the edge of the seat. He have invited Shouto to join him.

Dude, what are you doing? His conscience was asking him. Do you know that this is your best friend? A boy? A boy?! Are you aware of the decisions are you making at this point in time?

Shouto took his invitation as he nuzzled, better yet, enveloped around his chest. Her pink, flushed cheeks were becoming red like the intensity of Izuku's face. It was flushed as he was basking in the glow of his inebriation.

Shouto pressed his warm body on him, giving Izuku a harder erection. Izuku couldn't contain the feeling Shouto was giving him. His blouse was soft, brushing against Izuku with such intent. Shouto looked up at him with those alluring eyes. It spoke words to him without moving his lips.

They stared into each other's eyes. Shouto turned to his direction. Izuku closed his eyes as he tasted Shouto. His lips enveloped around Shouto's as they shared a kiss. He slid his hand around Shouto's hair and continued down to his back. His breath, labored by the touch of Izuku's hand.

"Icchan," he whispered under his chin. The nickname gave Izuku such precious memories of his past. Shouto gave him quick, feathery pecks around his neck. He extended his fingertips around Izuku's chest. He pressed hard into his body, creating pressure that at any moment Izuku could have burst.

"I think we should go somewhere," he whispered into Izuku's ear before licking within the canal.

Shouto, as promised, paid for the drinks. The duo split a taxi to take them to the nearest love motel. Not even a few minutes of entering the room, they became hungry beasts, aching for each other's body as if they were Adam and Eve. They felt like they were beings created with the purpose of indulging in this forbidden sex.

Izuku grabbed the Shouto's breasts, making him moan in between breaths. Shouto told him to go harder and harder he went. Izuku made his kisses around his neck, tenderizing his pink flesh. Shouto face was flushed from how much he wanted him.

I want him. I want him. I didn't care for anything but partaking in him. No one matters. I don't care he is a boy. He is feminine to me and that's what matters. Gender doesn't mean a thing. I am hungry for this boy.

Shouto kneeled on the bed as he pulled down Izuku's zipper and pulled out his dick. His dick was throbbing and wanted Shouto as badly as he did. Shouto kissed the tip a few times before entering his moist mouth. Feeling his tongue wrapped around it was amazing. It couldn't be in comparison of the girls he had encounters within his past.

The sounds of his mouth thrusting while he wrapped his arms around Izuku's legs, never wanting to let him go. It wasn't long before he have unloaded his seed inside of his mouth. At each spurt, he sucked and he swallowed. Izuku's body felt he consumed his soul before he wanted to fall. However, he wasn't done. Shouto sat back on the bed and move aside his panties where he saw his moist cave.

"You went that far to please me," questioned Izuku.

"Shut the hell up, Deku," he whispered. "Or else you can't fuck me."

His cave was inviting. It reminded me of the bubblegum song when he was a kid. How many pieces did he desired? Only one, Shouto.

"Put it in me, Icchan" mustered Shouto in between breaths. "Make my pussy know who it belongs to."

Izuku put the head of his dick slowly before entering his ass.

The sounds of loud thrusting began as he made his way inside of Shouto. He lifted his hips as leverage so he can further go inside of him. He moaned, grabbing the covers. He was laughing, crying, screaming. All emotions were allowed under the sun they were doing in that room.

"Don't stop," responded Shouto in a raspy voice. His voice was already giving out from the ongoing moaning he was receiving from Izuku. Although he was being quiet through biting his pillow, it was putting pressure on his voice. Droplets of sweat from Izuku covered his face. He allowed the sweat to blend with his saliva. Tasting his lover in many ways than one.

Izuku let his hand drift to Shouto's breast. He gave it light scraps, wanting him to go mad. He wanted him to go crazy with desire, with passion. He wanted more of his feminine voice. He thrusted rougher, wanting him to receive his love.

"Come closer," urged Shouto as he wrapped his arms around his neck. He whispered into his ear, things he never wanted to say, but they were his true, complete thoughts. Words like he wanted him, needed him and didn't want to stop. Words that would tighten Shouto's cavern more and expediate Izuku's climax.

Shouto licked his neck, biting into it. He was staking his claim, regardless of how Izuku felt about it.

"Shouto," screamed Izuku. "I am close to coming."

"Make me come," urged Shouto. "Make me come from my pussy. Make me a girl."

Following his command, Izuku intensified the thrusting. He decided to give him a good thrust to make them climax. The sound of his hips slapping Shouto's ass made him moaned deeply. Through his muffled voice he was feeling good. On the second thrust, Shouto came from his dick. His milk spurted from its sprout, landing on his stomach and on his chin. Shouto felt that good surge of energy released.

It wasn't long when he felt the hotness entering his cavern. He welcomed Izuku's seed. Izuku continued to spurt along with thrusting. Each thrust, he had heard Shouto make jerking noises. Izuku ebbed in the afterglow until his climax ceased.

Before he pulled out, he took hold of Izuku's face and gave him another kiss. They swapped tongues, tasting their love.

Izuku lifted himself up from Shouto and lied back to his side of the bed. He observed the shaking body before him. Shouto was quivering as he was heavily panting. His body was covered in sweat, his nipples remain hardened, and overall, Izuku's seed was pouring from his ass. Izuku's tongue was sticking out, covering his face with his arm.

"So," Izuku broke the silence, scratching his head. "About tonight."

Shouto removed his arm. "What about tonight?"

"What does this make us?"

Shouto grabbed Izuku by the chin and pecked him on his lips. "You're thinking too hard again. Let's get some rest. We will talk in the morning." He slid his arm across Izuku's neck and rested on his chest. Izuku began yawning tried not to think about it as well. He closed his eyes, looking at Shouto for a final time before joining him in their slumber.

It was the middle of the night when Shouto Todoroki woke up from his slumber. He carefully slid himself away from Izuku. He smiled as he saw Izuku snoring. He went to the floor and grabbed his panties. He slid them on before putting on Izuku's shirt and walked out on the balcony.

He reached for a pack of cigarettes as he pulled out his cell phone. He saw that he had a message.

The message came from Katsuki.

I must say that you have quite a set of balls on paying us boys well to not hang with Deku tonight. I mean, we aren't turning down free money, but you must have some serious business on us not hanging out with him.

Anyway, thank you for the cash because me and the boys have some lucky girls to hang with tonight. So, thanks. Let me know we can help in any more of your ventures.

Katsuki

Shouto smiled, deleting the text. He sat at the chair as he blew into the night sky.

To be continued….