numbertwohero | Meme Carryovers

[Does he have spots like that? Absolutely. His neck, his hips, his lower back...he can't wait for Izuku to find them all, and he's looking forward to finding even more of Izuku's. He just wants to make him feel good, feel loved, feel wanted.

When he feels Izuku grind against him, the rub of skin on skin, hot and electrifying, Shouto lets out a breathless moan of his own that's swallowed by the kiss between them. It feels so good, so much better than anything he'd ever imagined. And this isn't even anything but grinding. A nearly convulsive shudder runs through him as he thinks briefly of what it's going to be like when he's inside Izuku, when the other is hot and tight around him, and he can feel his cock twitch between them just at the thought alone, his hips arching upwards into Izuku again and coaxing another sound from them both.

When Izuku breaks the kiss, Shouto doesn't let that stop him, his lips moving over the other's throat, his Adam's apple, tongue tasting the hollow of his throat as Izuku talks. God. He's done research on this, too. Of course he has. And how is it even more incredibly hot to hear him talk like this?

A shaky laugh escapes him, and he lifts his head, pushing his hair back off his forehead with one hand, the other smoothing a thumb over Izuku's hip. Can he go twice? Yeah, definitely. Twice, maybe even more. Maybe definitely more, if Izuku wants to stay over.]

Twice isn't gonna be a problem at this rate.

[To say the least. Licking his lips, tasting Izuku on them, Shouto looks at the other, his eyes dark and heated and focused entirely on Izuku as his hand trails over Izuku's chest, fingertips toying briefly with one nipple.]

Do you want me to make you come, Izuku...?

[It's half teasing, the way he asks, but there's a genuine intention to it, too. A desire, maybe to see how Izuku reacts when he says something like that flat out.]

[Izuku is all about research. He will definitely find those spots and then probably take notes on them later. How Shouto reacts when he touches him a certain way or kisses him in a certain spot. He'll be a very diligent student.

Izuku also highly doubts twice being their potential limit will be an issue, not with how everything feels so far. He just wanted to check in with Shouto about it first. He can't help but laugh and smile in relief when Shouto confirms they can do that, leaning forward to sneak another kiss.] I didn't think so, but... communication's important.

[Communication which is becoming a lot harder. Talking all the way through Shouto laving attention to his neck earlier had been difficult, to say the least. Hmmm, that might be a fun game for later... Try to focus on doing something while Shouto's distracting him in delicious ways, and vice versa, like how fast it takes them to complete some sort of fun quiz... Homework could also be an option, but with how much of an effort Izuku puts into his studies, he doesn't want to accidentally mess up on something because Shouto's so distracting.

Speaking of distracting, looks like Shouto's just discovered another one of his zones. He's always known his nipples were sensitive, enjoys playing with them himself while getting himself off when he's alone, so once Shouto fiddles with one, Izuku makes another low, guttural groan in response. That's two for zero now... He definitely needs to find some spots on Shouto.

The way Shouto says that last thing has Izuku's brain short-circuiting. Urgh, it's almost not fair how... how sexy Shouto can be and he's probably not even trying all that hard. Izuku nods in response, almost a little frantically. Yes, yes, absolutely, yes. But he's not planning on being a passive participant, so even while he pants out a breathless, almost dreamy 'Uh-huh...' he's reaching down with a hand to brush his fingers over Shouto's cock.

And since it felt really nice when Shouto did it earlier... and because he wants to taste Shouto's skin... he leans forward to place a kiss at the side of his neck before licking there experimentally, dragging his tongue slowly over the skin.]

[Interesting. His nipples, too? Shouto's definitely going to mark that one down for later use. Maybe not even that much later, honestly. But for now, he doesn't want Izuku too close to that edge until he can get a chance to explore the rest of him, which means showing some kind of restraint.

The frantic nod he gets from Izuku helps build his confidence even more, a rush of warmth and endorphins as he lets his hand trails lower. Izuku's fingers brush against his length, and Shouto's breath catches and stutters, his cock twitching again at the light touch. He's so focused on that, he doesn't even realize what Izuku is doing otherwise until there are lips and the touch of a hot, damp tongue against the side of his neck, and Shouto's held breath escapes him in a moan, head tilted to one side to give Izuku better access. Looks like he's got at least one, there. A good one.]

Izuku...

[The name is half whine, and Shouto's grip tightens again on his hip, his other hand reaching between them to slip his fingers around the other young man's arousal, feeling the shape and size of him in his hand. They're doing this. It's not a dream.]

[Izuku absolutely smirks in an 'aha!' way once Shouto lets out that moan, and he wonders if this is how Shouto felt a moment ago, what with the rush he gets at doing such a simple action that makes the other young man respond so strongly, knowing a secret spot that nobody else does to make the other feel good. Shouto can probably feel him grinning against his skin as he kisses there again and again, the last time more open mouthed so it ends up as more of a suck. He makes sure to be careful to not do too much that he ends up leaving a mark behind because he doesn't want people hounding Shouto with intrusive questions about it later. They'll probably have to talk about how open they want to be about this with others... but they'll worry about that later. All that matters right now is the here and now, this moment, being together in the most intimate way possible and reveling in it.

His ministrations get halted when he suddenly feels Shouto's fingers brushing against his own cock, making him jolt a little in surprise as he cries out softly. He'll get back to Shouto's neck again, but right now he pulls back enough to look down between them because he wants to see what Shouto's cock looks like. His eyes widen a little as he runs his fingertips delicately over the length before matching Shouto and curling his hand firmly around it so he can give it a few slow but solid strokes.] Wow... S-so amazing... [He says it with a bit of a stutter due to Shouto's hand on his own length, and he gives a little rock of his hips encouragingly, backed up by a slightly strangled hum of pleasure. It's so much more intense than the feeling of his own hand.]

[It's exactly the way he felt, and it's a very, very good feeling, isn't it? Just makes you want to keep going, to make the other person feel even better and to gain an even bigger rush in return. Shouto doesn't seem to mind at all as Izuku keeps going, and at that last kiss with the smallest bit of suction he lets out an absolutely wanton moan. Truth be told, he wouldn't mind marks. Some evidence that this happened, bruises to remind him of the memories they're making, an ache in his body to keep this fresh. He's got enough clothes with high necks that he can keep them hidden, especially in the winter.

He's about to open his mouth and say as much when Izuku gives that little cry and pulls back to look between them. His lips stay parted, but it isn't words that come out, as Izuku's fingers tease him before wrapping around in a firm grip and stroking him, just another moan, his hips shifting upwards as he tries to push into the other's grip.]

Feels...so good, when you touch me...

[The words are an effort, most of his focus on keeping his hand moving on Izuku's cock, slow and steady, letting his thumb swipe over the head, testing to see where Izuku is the most sensitive. Honestly the sight alone is really doing it for Shouto, the sight of their hands on each other, the way they're stroking together, and he lets his head fall forward, resting against Izuku's.]

[Izuku feels the same. He had to bite back the urge to say 'mark me' earlier when Shouto was giving attention to his own neck, not caring if Shouto left a sign that he had been there on him, something that he and Shouto would know but something that would be just between them. He has scarves he can wear, although he doesn't have much in the way of turtlenecks, being more of a hoodie person himself. Maybe he can borrow one of Shouto's... He wonders how Shouto would react to see him wearing Shouto's own clothes, like one of his shirts... Or even just one of his shirts and nothing else... Hmm, he'll have to test that out later...

He absolutely is going to pay more attention to Shouto's neck again at some point tonight though, that's for sure, because he definitely needs to hear him moan like that again. It sends an absolute thrill rushing through him.

For now, though, he's watching Shouto's face in rapt fascination, watching all the expressions that are sliding across it as they explore and touch each other.] Y-yeah... I like your hands on me... [He agrees breathlessly, and his words don't just mean Shouto touching his cock, but anywhere on him.

When Shouto flicks his thumb over his tip, Izuku gives another high-pitched cry and a full body tremble, reaching up with his free hand to grasp onto Shouto's shoulder as they rest their heads together, needing to feel like he's holding on to something solid to keep himself steady.] Do you... Do you have any lube nearby...? I have... an idea... but it'll be easier... if we have some of that... [The words are broken up and interspersed with soft pants and choked noises.]

[He's likely to get a very favorable response to wearing Shouto's clothes, especially just a shirt and nothing else. But honestly, once it's a topic that's broached, he'd find a very special warmth in the thought of Izuku having one or two of his shirts to wear, anyway.

That's a thought for later, though, and so is the thought of marking, even if chances are he's going to end up asking Izuku to go harder next time his lips are anywhere around Shouto's neck. There's no room for anything right now except the way Izuku sounds, that sharp cry and the way he trembles under Shouto's touch. He's so sensitive, and there's a part of Shouto that wonders what he'd do if Shouto were to take him into his mouth, to use his tongue instead of fingers. But he doesn't want to move, and Izuku's got another idea. He's so full of ideas, and each one is better than the last, honestly. Giving Izuku's cock another stroke or two, Shouto pants his own answer, breathing ragged.]

Yeah, hang on--

[He does mean that a little literally. Shifting Izuku's hand from his shoulder, Shouto lays all the way back, hands reaching to a low cabinet just above the head of his futon, muscles in his torso stretching and flexing as he opens a little drawer and pulls out a small bottle, fumbling briefly as he closes the drawer and offers the bottle to Izuku as he sits up again.]

Here--

[Izuku would not turn down anything Shouto wanted to do to him that would make him feel good, especially not that... only as long as Izuku got to do the same to him in return. But that would involve pulling away father than he wants to right now, wanting to keep Shouto close enough he can wrap his arms around him again.

When Shouto leans back like that, sprawled out flat with the muscles in his torso flexing, Izuku's face goes that lovely embarrassing almost neon pink color and he makes what can only be called a squeak. It reminds Izuku of some very vivid dreams he's had of riding Shouto, hence the reaction. He has to resist the urge to reach up and slap his cheeks to get himself to focus again, Shouto looks so good like that... He starts thinking of other things he's imagined that are nowhere near vanilla sex but he quickly shoves those thoughts out of his mind for now as Shouto sits back up.]

R-Right! Th-thank you very much... [Cheeks still burning, he takes the offered bottle and opens it up, pouring some into his hand and slicking Shouto's cock up first before doing the same to his own, hissing a little as he applies the viscous liquid to himself. Then he scoots a little bit more forward so they're slick up against each other now. Biting his lip a little anxiously, he wraps one of his hands around both of their lengths, making a little choked noise as he does so, then takes Shouto's hand and places it over his own. Once that's accomplished, he wraps his free arm around Shouto's shoulders, leaning in close enough that their mouths are only inches apart, close enough to easily kiss.]

L-like this...? [He says it hesitantly, hoping Shouto understands what he's thinking, jerking themselves off together at the same time while pressed closed.]

[He's not quite sure what that squeak is or what it means, but truth be told at the rate they're going, whatever Izuku wants to suggest is gonna get a very, very heartfelt and enthusiastic agreement. He might not exactly be experienced, but the internet is a thing that exists and Izuku might be surprised just how interested Shouto could be in exploring other things most people might not think of.

But that's for later. After all this, after these first explorations, after...oh, god, the feeling of Izuku against him like that, the two of them pressed together, slick and heated, the way the other hero takes his hand and wraps it around them both--later might be sooner than they both think, at this rate. It's incredibly hot, but it's also incredibly intimate, so intense Shouto can't help the way his breath sighs from him in what's very much a whine, a shudder running through him as he slips his other arm around Izuku's waist, pulling him even closer.]

Yeah...yeah, just like this--mmn...

[The words trail off into another bitten off whine as he looks down between them, his hand squeezing gently and sliding over both of them together, making him groan and dig fingers into Izuku's back.]

You feel...so good--

[Izuku can't help but smile at the noises Shouto makes, glad for them. Sometimes it's hard to read Shouto's face, he can be so stoic sometimes, but those whines let him know Shouto's enjoying this as much as he is.

He rolls his hips forward in an easy movement to gain even more friction between them as he starts up a slow but steady rhythm with his hand, leaning his head forward to rest it against Shouto's shoulder with a soft gasping cry.]

You too, Shouto... So so good... [It doesn't take much effort at all to turn his head just a little bit and Shouto can probably feel his puffs of breath against his neck... which reminds Izuku...

It doesn't take much effort either to press forward and mouth at his boyfriend's neck again, kissing it once as a precursor before he fastens his mouth on it to properly suck this time.]

[Shouto might be pretty stoic in most situations, but Izuku's about to learn just how expressive his new boyfriend can be. There's no reason to hold back in something like this, even if he could at all. Izuku should know how he feels, how he makes Shouto feel. He should know how much Shouto is enjoying this.

The way Izuku rolls his hips upwards earns him another soft, almost choked sound, and Shouto does his best to match the other's rhythm, their hands sliding in unison over the hard length of their cocks. He's sliding against Izuku, against their hands, and it's starting to get difficult to tell where one of them starts and the other ends, a pleasant sort of fuzziness washing over him.

...And then Izuku fastens onto his neck, and the sound Shouto makes is positively lewd, his hips rolling upwards harshly into their grip as his head tilts to give Izuku better access.]

Mmn...! Harder--please--

[The words are a breathy moan, his breath catching on every word. It feels so good, that burning, sharp, sweetness, and he knows there's going to be a mark and that just makes him thrust into their hands again.]

You can--mark me, it's okay--

[He won't mind. The opposite, in fact.]

[Aaah, there's that rushing thrill again at causing Shouto to react like that. Izuku isn't able to revel in it as much as before, though, because this time he's a lot more distracted by how good he himself is feeling too. He tries to keep his head still but it might be a little bit bumpy as he keeps up with sliding their cocks together while jerking themselves off. Even in the midst of all that, he moves his pinky finger enough he can slip it out from under Shouto's hand and place it over the other's in a simple yet intimate gesture.

He doesn't bother holding back his own sounds, making a variety of hums and whines even as he keeps his mouth attached to Shouto's neck. Simple sucks become interspersed with nips, licks, and even soft bites as Izuku works to leave a mark that will last for a good long while.

He swears he can feel his heartbeat throughout his whole entire body, everything feeling overheated but absolutely wonderful at the same time. Maybe they didn't even need the lube because of how much Izuku is leaking precum, but he'd rather not have to worry about chafing or needing to hold back, letting his brain switch off and just move and feel.]

[Shouto's hardly going to notice bumpy or uncoordinated at this point, not with all the overwhelming sensations he's being bombarded with on every angle. Even the brush of that pinky over his leaves an ache in his chest, something warm and pure bursting inside him as he clings tighter to the other.

Every sound is echoed, and every time Izuku's mouth does something new Shouto seems to wax more enthusiastic, a whimper, a moan, a gasp, a half-voiced word heavy with desire. He doesn't care if Izuku bruises half his neck, as long as he doesn't stop. He can feel his pulse throbbing below his skin, and for all that Izuku might be leaking he's not the only one. Every few strokes, Shouto lets his thumb graze the head of their cocks, teasing Izuku as much as he is himself, and his other hand comes up to bury itself in Izuku's hair, tugging slightly as he pants.]

Much--much more of that and I'm gonna--

[It's probably a given that this first time neither of them is going to last too long, but Izuku deserves the warning, at least. It's fine. They can practice the fine art of orgasm denial later.]

[Izuku has a moment where he wonders if the fact that he's getting off on getting Shouto off and hearing all those wonderful noises coming from him is weird, but it's only a moment as he finds he doesn't really care if it is. Shouto is feeling good, and that's all that matters to him. The fact that he's feeling good too alongside him is just a bonus.

He's so focused on Shouto that he doesn't really take stock of how far along he is himself. He doesn't make any effort to hold back any noises himself as a result, mirroring Shouto's whimpers, moans, and gasps, whereas otherwise he probably would have tried to not be so noisy lest Shouto find it irritating after awhile. He's never been good at being able to shut up, and now is no different. A whine gets tossed in whenever Shouto's thumb flicks over their tips, and when Shouto's hand goes into his hair, it brings back how he felt when Shouto did it before, really really liking the feeling. The little tug definitely sends a little jolt of arousal through him.

He hums softly, pausing enough he can get words out in between continuing to kiss and lick at Shouto's neck, not wanting to stop until Shouto's come apart. His voice sounds low and almost hoarse with arousal.] I think... me too... Shouto... Say my name...? I want to... hear you say it... when you... [He trails off, panting for breath, the rhythm he's set up with their hands faltering into something less steady and more heedless. Even if Shouto comes before him, he knows from experience that it'll only take a little trigger like pinching one of his nipples to follow right after when he's this far along.]

[Really, is there anything at all wrong with getting off on getting your partner off, especially if it's mutual? Shouto certainly doesn't think so. Just like he could never possibly think anything about Izuku is irritating, especially his tendency to be vocal. Even in school, his chatter is soothing, a calming constant. He enjoys that, but these noises are even better in the moment, making him feel more comfortable being vocal himself. He doesn't have to hold back with Izuku. He can just be himself, even the parts that he's unsure about.

It's not going to take long until Shouto comes apart, at this rate, especially with Izuku saying things like that. He wants to hear him? He's especially not going to clam up now, and his fingers tighten in that curly green hair a little more, pulling enough to direct the other's face back up towards his, dragging him in for a kiss that's almost desperate, messy and enthusiastic as they start losing their rhythm. He knows it isn't going to be long, but there's something he wants, a way he wants this to be...Breaking off the kiss, he presses their foreheads together, words panted in between bitten off gasps.]

Together. I want us--to come together. Please...Izuku--please--ah--Izuku, I'm--

[He's not psychic. Not by any means. But he does pay quite a bit of attention to Izuku, which means that as he comes close to that edge, his hand drops from Izuku's hair, blindly fumbling for his chest, reaching for one of his nipples as his own orgasm finally reaches him, seeking to drag Izuku over that edge with him as he cries out, eyes closed and mouth open.]

[Izuku's heart would melt if Shouto told him he found his chatter soothing instead of weird. Most of their classmates are now used to it, but he doesn't think any of them actually found it an endearing quality.

Oh. If Izuku wasn't close before, he definitely is now once Shouto takes a firm hold of his hair and tugs his head back to kiss him. Something about being slightly manhandled with someone he trusts implicitly really lights something on fire within him, and the cry he lets out in reaction is positively lewd. His hand that's wrapped around Shouto's back curls reflexively, causing his nails to scrape across the skin but not hard enough to break it. Izuku throws himself into the kiss with just as much abandon as Shouto, and when they break apart, he's about to start begging to get off, he's so so close.

But then Shouto saying that and his name like that... That by itself would probably be enough to tip him over. Shouto brushing his fingers against his chest all but assures it though, and Izuku comes in one of the most intense orgasms he's ever experienced, letting out a high-pitched keening wail, hand stilling but hips still bucking frantically as he rides it out.

When it's finished, he flops practically boneless against Shouto, panting hard and feeling like a puddle of goo. It's like there are little jolts of electricity racing all over him from the afterglow, he thinks as he wraps his arms around his boyfriend in a shaky hug.] Shouto... Shouto... [He's officially speechless outside of gasping the other's name repeatedly, but there's a little part of him that thinks... if it felt this intense just from them using their hands and rubbing each other off, how much more intense is it going to feel when Shouto's actually inside him? Even though he's going to need a bit to recover, he already feels a small tremor of anticipation running through him again.]

[It is intense. Probably the most intense feeling he's ever had in his life, honestly, and he's still trembling as his hands slip from around them and he melts against Izuku in turn, not even minding the faint stickiness of Izuku's hand on his back. What does that matter when they're both covered in a mixture of each other's fluids and filled with this amazing, addictive rush of endorphins?

And that was only hands, hands and kisses and the first of many, many moments like it. Another shiver runs through Shouto, this one at the thought of what it's going to be like the next time. Or when he's finally inside Izuku, or maybe with Izuku inside him, even...he wonders if the other would be interested in that, too, at some point. He's never used anything more than fingers in himself, but maybe...maybe Izuku could show him. With his toys.

Breathing heavily, Shouto mouths a soft kiss against the join of Izuku's shoulder, nosing at his skin. He smells wonderful, he thinks dreamily. Sweat and salt and something bright. His lips move across the other's shoulder, a series of deliberate kisses.]

I'm...going to kiss them all. Eventually. Just...give me time.

[The words are dreamy, a strangely soft sound from Shouto, and Izuku can probably feel him smiling against his skin, fingertips trailing over his chest and stomach, his breath finally beginning to slow.]

Izuku...

[He doesn't want to move. They should clean up, but...he doesn't want to let go.]

[They'll have to shower to get clean after this, Izuku muses in his head. Or maybe take a bath... Use a washcloth for now...? Izuku hums a little as he settles on liking that idea the best, cleaning up the stickiness with a wet washcloth so he can run it over Shouto's body... They're just going to get sweaty again soon enough, probably, and a bath with Shouto later sounds wonderful... He wonders if Shouto's house has a bathtub big enough for the two of them. He certainly hopes so.

As for topping Shouto or using his toys on him, absolutely yes. He knows from doing some research he probably falls under what one would call a versatile bottom, preferring to be on the receiving end but having absolutely no problem switching it up if his partner is interested in that. To see Shouto spread out like how he was earlier... There's no way he would turn him down no matter what position he wanted to do things in.

Izuku huffs out a soft laugh, letting out another content hum as Shouto trails kisses along his skin, a smiling growing on his own face as well.] Take your time... and when you finally do, feel free to start all over again... [He rubs his less sticky hand over Shouto's back in a soothing gesture before sliding it up to cup Shouto's face and guide his head back so he can press a soft kiss to his lips.] Shouto... That was amazing... I... I really liked... what you did with... with my hair... [He confesses that part a little sheepishly.] And... And I want you to leave a mark on me too... [His gaze shifts to Shouto's neck to see if there's a nice, big mark or two on him yet from Izuku's own earlier ministrations.]

[All of those things are options. His brother isn't going to be back until the early morning hours, and no one else is here for the next few days. They can take all the time they want. His bathtub is definitely big enough for two, and the idea of a bath with Izuku is definitely a nice one. Just the two of them, soaking out whatever aches they manage to inflict on one another in very nice ways...it's a good thought.

When Izuku directs his face back up, Shouto goes willingly enough, this kiss slow and soft and lingering, the afterglow making him feel soft and comfortable as he draws patterns on Izuku's hip with his clean hand.]

Mm. I really liked it, too. All of it. The way it felt when you used your teeth--it was really good.

[There's definitely a mark or two on Shouto's neck courtesy of the other's attentions, a deep purple against his pale skin. He tilts his head to one side to let him get a better look, his own eyes lowering in turn. Izuku wants him to leave a mark, too? Izuku enjoyed having his hair pulled. He hasn't done this kind of thing, really, but as long as it makes his partner happy, he'll do whatever they want, and enjoy doing it. His hand lifts to Izuku's throat, fingertip lightly tracing his collarbone, then the side of his neck.]

Here? Or...here? Or maybe both?

[There's a faint teasing sound to his voice, and he's smiling a little as he looks at Izuku, a flash of mischief in his eyes. Seems like post-orgasm Todoroki Shouto is a very different creature.]

[Hmm, Izuku should probably let someone know where he is tonight so they don't worry... but he'll get to that later. He's far too distracted by Shouto at the moment. He brushes his fingers over the marks in fascination as he looks them over.] They don't hurt, do they...? They look almost like bruises...

[When Shouto trails his fingers over his skin, Izuku shivers slightly at the tingly feeling the trace leaves behind, and his voice is a bit more lightheaded-like when he responds along with a hitch in his breath.] A-Anywhere you want... I just want to know there's a sign of you on me somewhere... l-like it means I'm yours...

[Later is fine. And honestly, who would tell them no for a perfectly innocent sleepover? Okay, so maybe it's less innocent than that, but still. Shouto's responsible. Mostly.

Right now, though, he's very, very distracted, shivering as Izuku brushes his fingers over those marks.]

A little, but not in a bad way? If that makes sense. I don't mind.

[The opposite of minding. Shouto shivers just a little as Izuku brushes fingers over those marks, leaning forward to brush his lips against the other's shoulder again.]

You are mine. And I'm yours.

[It's just a matter of fact, really. So of course he'll be happy to leave a mark of his own. In due time.]

...We should probably clean up first, though. Even if we're going to do this again later--

[And again, and again.]

Shower, or just a washcloth?

[Absolutely, it's just a sleepover! Friends do sleepovers all the time! ... He'll get to the part about telling his mom they're dating later, even though he can't imagine she'd have a big problem with it. Izuku almost starts inwardly fretting about how Shouto's family will react if/when they find out... He's sure that'll be complicated, what with Endeavor wanting Shouto to be his successor and Izuku being All Might's... but he's also going to firmly shove that to the back of his mind to worry about later because he wants to make the most of this time when it's just him and Shouto together and alone.

He gets this happy dorky smile that's full of brightness when Shouto says 'You're mine and I'm yours.' He can't resist leaning forward to give Shouto a deep, long kiss at that.] Yeah.

[... Also yes. Cleaning up is a thing they should do. He's thrilled that Shouto confirms they're going to get up to so much more tonight but still.] I think a washcloth would be nice...? I'd... really like to wash you with one... [He admits it with his cheeks turning a bit pink, wondering if Shouto might think that's a weird thing to request.]

[Honestly? Shouto doesn't even give half a fuck what his dad might think. His siblings' opinions are the only ones that might matter, and he already knows they both like Izuku and they'll be supportive. Endeavor can deal with it. He's got a boyfriend and he's amazing and that's it.

That kiss is long and satisfying, and Shouto returns it happily, a quiet hum of pleasure as he leans into Izuku's touch.]

That sounds nice. I wouldn't mind. As long as I can do the same?

[Why would he complain if Izuku wants to explore his body some more? Only thing is that means they have to get up, and Shouto gently taps Izuku's thighs, nudging him away so they can climb to their feet. There's a small water closet attached to his room, thankfully, so they don't have to go far, or out into the hallway, and Shouto takes down the cloth he uses to wash his face, running some warm water in the sink.]

Of course! [As if Izuku would ever turn down the chance to get Shouto's hands on him. He gets to his feet with a bit of a wobble, but manages to stay on his feet, thankfully, following after Shouto. He takes about two steps before he's already reaching out and brushing his fingertips against Shouto's arm in another fond smile, thinking to himself.

He's so lucky that Shouto feels the same way that he does about Shouto. He thinks of all the people at school who are always commenting on how handsome Shouto is, and while they're definitely not wrong, he feels another surge of happiness that Shouto is now his. It's not a sense of possessiveness or jealousy that he feels, just... an incredible sense of gratefulness and happiness.

And this is only the start of tonight. What else will they get up to? Izuku definitely wants Shouto to take him, wants to know what it will feel like with the real thing instead of his toys... Definitely wants Shouto to leave a mark on him too... Maybe they can give each other blowjobs? There are so many options...

And once again, Izuku doesn't realize he's starting to mumble all this out loud.]

[The soft touch is nice, and Shouto's smiling, too, despite the sticky discomfort of the fluids drying on his chest and stomach. It's definitely not a smile that's going anywhere anytime soon, either, especially as he hears Izuku start to do that thing.

The chatter isn't less soothing, exactly, but there is a warm rush he gets when he catches some of those words. He wants Shouto to take him, to leave his mark, and then...

Holding out the washcloth to Izuku, he tilts his head slightly to one side, smile still lingering on his face.]

You're right. There are so many options, I'm not sure how to choose which one we should do first. I'd like to taste you, though.

Meme Carryovers

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casually writes porn at the office nbd

Lol I sneak off to tag at work too hahaha

Productive employee hi5~

Hey, when it's slow, it beats sitting there twiddling your thumbs waiting for something new lol

Or to give you the strength to power through lmao

This is also true lol

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