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Not for the first time that week Todoroki found himself staring at his boyfriend, never not amazed by the way his hair catches the window light. Thick, green curls bouncing slightly every time Midoriya looked between the school board and his notes, looking like seaweed swaying in the ocean.
Todoroki loved looking at Midoriya when he was like this, caught up in his own little bubble.
He could hear him mumbling ever so softly from across the room, feeling his chest buzz with warmth as he saw how Midoriya would sometimes stick his tongue out in concentration, occasionally biting on the cap of his pen.
It looked so innocent, but as Todoroki’s heterochromatic eyes fell upon Midoriya’s lips he could feel his cheeks start to warm, thinking back to some of the less innocent things that mouth had done just a week prior.
They had started dating a few months ago now, having quickly found out that they were both very much into kissing, but not having gone any further than that. Until recently.
After one particularly nice make-out session, cuddling in Midoriya’s bed, Midoriya had admitted to wanting to try taking their relationship a step further. Despite having been absolutely content with just their late-night cuddle sessions, Todoroki found himself not at all opposed to the idea.
After some conversations about expectations, boundaries and kinks as well as a few days later they found themselves in Midoriya’s bed again.
However, they quickly encountered a problem, the first of their relationship thus far.
Todoroki, being more comfortable giving than receiving, had wasted no time starting to spoil Midoriya after having been given the go-ahead. With full-body massages, temperature play -something they both found themselves enjoying immensely-, toys and more, the new couple had no trouble making each other come. However, Midoriya, -still trying to get a handle on his newly acquired quirk- ,had broken the head board too many times already. They were quickly running out of excuses for his continuously broken bed.
After the umpteenth time of Midoriya making excuses about nightmares, -which wasn’t technically a lie, he still struggled with those occasionally-, and seeing his mentor grow more and more concerned each time, they figured they had to come up with some kind of a solution.
Sad to take some distance from his lovely boyfriend, but with a plan in mind, Todoroki asked Midoriya to go back to cuddling for now and to give him some time.
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It had been about two weeks since Todoroki had asked for them to take a step back. Admittedly he missed the newfound intimacy with his boyfriend, but he also knew they couldn’t continue on like they had. Midoriya felt like he was only a few excuses away from being forced into therapy for his ‘nightmares’ by either the teachers or his mom.
His bi-colored boyfriend had promised him he had an idea to fix their ‘problem’, and he believed him of course, though he could not deny that he was slowly growing impatient.
As if sensing his impatience, Todoroki pulled him aside in the hallway later that day. “I’m ready tonight if you are”, Todoroki said, a slight blush making it’s way onto his otherwise stoic face -something that had been happening more often lately-. Feeling his own face heat up in solidarity he give an enthusiastic nod, earning him a soft smile. “tonight it is then”, whispered Todoroki :”See you at yours. Usual time”.
After sitting through the rest of that days classes, which had no right to pass by so slowly, Midoriya wasted no time to hurry to his room. “A few more hours and then I’ll finally know what Todoroki’s solution is”: he thought to himself, as he started cleaning with lust induced fervor.
After that he took a shower, making sure to clean himself from head to toe. Taking extra care to thoroughly clean his hole, knowing how much his boyfriend loves eating him out. After working himself open some more he inserts the plug he had taken with him and changes into some loose-fitting clothes. Can’t have his classmates see how excited he is for tonight during their shared dinner.
Dinner goes by in a haze for both of them. Seemingly unable to concentrate on the conversations of their friends around them. Midoriya is one of the first to finish his meal and make up some excuse about wanting to finish his English report early, upon being asked to watch a movie that night by Uraraka. “Oh, that’s a shame”: she replied -fake disappointment in her voice-, “guess I’ll just ask Todoroki then”: she followed up, swapping the faux disappointment for a shit-eating grin upon seeing the greenette’s face going red.
“Just kidding,”: she said with a wink, “have fun”: she added with a sly smile. Before he could reply, or grow even more red in the face, she gave him an elbow nudge and walked away.
She had been making comments like these ever since he and Todoroki started dating. He hadn’t even told her, but she had caught on to it immediately. Had he chosen to tell her he would have known that she had nothing but support for them, but for now she was just having fun giving him a hard time about it. She was still waiting for him to tell her himself, to confide in her. When he would she’d stop with the suggestive, albeit still friendly, remarks. But he still hadn’t. So she wouldn’t.
Despite the small sting that he hadn’t trusted her with that information yet, she was having a good amount of fun teasing him about it.
Midoriya sought out Todoroki, noticing his significant other had also finished his meal. Todoroki however, had started developing a bit of a mean streak since they had started dating. Beaming Midoriya a small, but unmistakably sadistic smile he asked: “do you guys need help with the cleaning?”, not breaking eye-contact with the shorter male he added: “I know it isn’t my turn, but I’d be more than happy to help”. “Really? Thank you so much, bro!”: came the reply. Ah, so it had been Kirishima’s turn to clean up then, Midoriya thought. Giving his boyfriend the stink eye only seemed to amuse the other, so Midoriya just turned around and started making his way through the dorms, towards his room.
Now, despite pretending to dislike his boyfriend’s newfound attitude, Midoriya actually felt really proud of him. The son of the number two hero hadn’t been this comfortable talking back in any way or form when he first met him. Having been allowed to be nothing but a compliant doll while living under his father’s thumb, and having been a sheltered kid most of his live because of that, Todoroki had had some trouble with things such as teasing and sarcasm at first. Having been living in the dorms for a while now however, he was slowly adjusting, -actively partaking even-, in the occasional friendly banter. Todoroki was growing more comfortable teasing him with each passing day and he greatly enjoyed making Midoriya wait on him, -pretending not to want him just as bad-, Midoriya had found out. As was the case right now.
No matter, he thought, entering his room. Todoroki wasn’t the only one who had prepared some surprises. Pulling open a special drawer in his closet, he slipped out of his baggy clothes in favor of something a little more -enticing-. Making a small pirouette in front of his mirror, he eyes himself, pleased with what he sees. This will do nicely.
And then he waits.