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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Relationship:
      Midoriya_Izuku/Todoroki_Shouto
  Character:
      Midoriya_Izuku, Todoroki_Shouto
  Additional Tags:
      Fluff_and_Smut, Lemon, do_the_kids_still_use_that_term?
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-01 Completed: 2017-08-04 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 3433
****** A Change for the Better ******
by flowersarefree
Summary
     Deku finds himself stuck up in the nurse's office. But what's this? A
     visitor!
Notes
     Like everyone else here, neither BNHA nor any of it's characters are
     my own creations. This story idea is, but everything else is not.
***** Part 1 *****
The nurse’s office. Again. Midoriya stared at the too-familiar beige ceiling
and waited for Recovery Girl to piece together the shattered remains of his
right hand. He would never, ever take having the power of All Might for
granted…but sometimes it was a (literal) pain! The familiar click of the knob
sounded.
“H-hey, Recovery Girl-san..!” he started bashfully, slowly rising up. “It’s my
hand again. Sorry, even though you scolded me to more careful….” He stopped
short – the one standing in the doorway wasn’t the old nurse, but Shouto
Todoroki, arms crossed.
“Well maybe you should start listening then,” he cocked his head, cool as ever.
“Todoroki-kun! What are you doing here? Y-you weren’t worried about me, were
you? Ehehe...” Midoriya felt guilty to admit it, but the older boy kind of put
him on edge. He was normally pretty good at reading people, but sometimes he
just couldn’t see past that deadpan expression.
For his part, Todoroki said nothing. In fact, he was tempted to turn around and
leave. But suddenly he walked forward, closing the door behind him. Too late to
turn back now.
“Todoroki-kun?” Izuku backed up a little. Everyone knew how cutthroat Yuuei’s
Heroics Department was, but surely no one would attack him while he was
injured? …Surely, Todoroki wouldn’t, at least.
“Just lie back down,” he answered. “And be quieter, would you?” Midoriya
noticed that he would no longer look at him directly.
Before Izuku could protest any further, Todoroki had him flat on his back. His
hands slowly trailed their way along the smaller boy’s arms, careful not to
touch his bandaged hand. From his shoulders, he continued downward, running his
hands across Izuku’s chest and down his sides, squeezing gently every so often.
“T-Todo...ooh!” Midoriya’s questions got interrupted by the feeling of his
captor’s hands slipping under his gym clothes, bare hands on flushed skin.
Amidst the confused soup that used to be his thoughts, Izuku couldn’t help
registering with amusement that one of Shouto’s hands was cooler than the
other. It raised goosepimples wherever his fingers went.
Like a skilled masseuse, his palms explored freely along the boy’s bare torso,
gliding against smooth skin, fingers digging into toned muscles whenever he
pleased. Deku, who had been keeping his eyes squeezed shut, nervously peeped
out – Todoroki had a look in his eye like he was desperately trying to develop
x-ray vision. It wasn’t unlike the look Kacchan got when he saw something he
really wanted but couldn’t have.
Suddenly Izuku felt very self-conscious.
Todoroki audibly swallowed. “Turn around,” he ordered, trying desperately to
keep his voice steady.
“Todoroki-kun…” Midoriya started, torn between apprehension and concern.
“Just do it, okay?!” Shouto snapped, more harshly than he meant to. “I won’t
hurt you, okay?” he followed, much softer this time. “I just…I need to see
something.”
Reluctantly, Izuku agreed. For a long while nothing happened. Then, all at once
he placed his hands back under Izuku’s shirt. This time they were both warm...
Hot, in fact. He jerked with surprise at first but, as his skin adjusted to the
temperature and Todoroki’s fingers began working his muscles, his body
abandoned all attempts at escape. It felt like one of those hot rock massages
he saw on TV.
Or at least it was. Then Todoroki hit Deku’s waistband and, in one smooth
motion, pulled his pants down to the knees. Face blazing down to his shoulders,
Midoriya reared up like a snake.
“T-Todoroki-kun!! I-I can’t…. Y-y-you, what are-“ he sputtered incoherently,
trying to look stern and indignant. But to his great surprise, Shouto was
blushing just as hard.
What was left of his protests were quickly silenced by Todoroki grabbing him by
the collar and slamming their lips together. The hard kiss lasted only a second
before softening into the feeling of soft lips and hot breath. Midoriya’s
insides squirmed in a strange, new way when Todoroki slipped his tongue between
his parted lips and touched the tip to his own. Shouto quickly lost all shyness
and began exploring the other boy’s mouth hungrily, as if trying to fill
Midoriya’s mouth with the taste of him.
They finally broke, eyes hooded and gasping for air. He dully noticed a strand
of saliva continued to connect their lips, unknowing (and not exactly caring)
who it belonged to. In a daze Izuku began leaning in for another kiss, but this
time it was Shouto who moved away.
“Deku…Midoriya. I’m sorry, I just..wanted to see if I liked you or not.” This
last part was said so quietly it was almost a mumble. “I’m not making excuses
or anything, I just… Look, I’ll go. Please forget any of this,” and with that
began making his way to the door, trying desperately to hide his red face.
“Wait!” Deku reached out and grabbed Todoroki’s shirt. “I get some say in this
too! So what if…” He felt himself blushing again. Was he really going to say
this? “What happens if I don’t want to forget?”
Shouto started at the shorty in front of him in shock. Finally he set his jaw
and stepped towards him. “Do you really wanna do this?”
“I have feelings too, y’know! A-and now they’re all confused, too. So…take
responsibility.” Despite how bravely he started, this last part was said from
behind his hands – the sight of the cool, confident Todoroki staring at him
with unabashed hope and passion made him blush too much to continue looking at
it.
Todoroki couldn’t suppress a smile; this kid really was too cute. It didn’t
last long – in a heartbeat, he had the smaller boy in his arms and resumed
kissing him. Their lips slipped over each other, the heat melting the boundary
between them. Izuku cried out and shuddered as Shouto bit at his lips like a
hungry animal before covering the marks with licks and kisses.
Midoriya unconsciously spread his legs wider, a space Todoroki quickly filled
with his open palm. Resting lightly on his groin, he began to gently stroke the
hardening member through his briefs. Deku arched his back and gasped, hooking
his good arm around his lover’s shoulders; Todoroki closed his eyes and buried
his face in the younger boy’s neck, breathing in scent of his skin, reveling in
the feeling of his taut body pressing desperately into his own. This was the
fucking best.
He could feel his own arousal growing and couldn’t resist pressing it into
Deku’s stomach, the slight friction between them giving him chills.
Together they fell back onto the infirmary bed. “Shouto…” Deku breathed, lips
parted and face flushed with pleasure.
“Izuku…” he answered back, giddy at hearing him say his first name in that
voice. He was transfixed, not knowing whether to stare at the painfully erotic
expression on Deku’s face, or the growing wet bulge under his gray cotton
briefs. In that moment, if even his father strode in with intent to separate
them, Todoroki would’ve fought him until he died. With a look of pure hunger in
his eyes, Todoroki bent down for another deep kiss…
“Alright, who’s the youngster who overdid it this time?” Recovery Girl cried
jovially as she threw the door open.
Deku got a face full of air as Todoroki jumped back with reflexes quick enough
to make Iida jealous. He was almost too dazed to register what was going on and
only thought to cover his lower half at the sound of her cane rapidly
approaching.
“Eh, Todoroki? What a surprise, I’ve never seen you in here before! Usually
you’re one of the good ones about not getting hurt. Oh well, first time for
everything!” she cackled.
“Er, no… I’m just visiting and, well…” he stammered, uncharacteristically
tongue-tied. Midoriya noticed that he was keeping his legs crossed and turned
deep red, suddenly remembering that something had been poking him in the
stomach before.
Recovery Girl peered at him for a moment before slowly turning around. “Oh so
it’s you! Back again are we?”
“Y-yes, ma’am!” he barely got out.
“Well in that case there’s no point in hanging around here anymore Todoroki-
kun. This one’s tough as they come…though that’s no excuse not to go at him
gently!” she cracked, and began to laugh at her own joke as both boys turned
the color of ripe tomatoes.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     Final part! I have an idea for a follow-up oneshot that I may get
     around to. Please watch out for it.
Somewhere in the school, a clock chimed midnight. Midoriya lie in the school
infirmary bed, turning over the day’s events in his mind. He’d managed to feign
sleep long enough to convince Recovery Girl to phone his parents and inform
them that he’d best sleep there tonight, to not stress his body. Really, he
just wanted some time alone to think.
What did it mean to date one of your rivals? What does it mean to date at all?
Deku had never had a girlfriend before – now he had a boyfriend! It wasn’t like
he had simply gotten caught up in the moment earlier or regretted accepting his
confession. He was just…. What exactly was he feeling right now?
Before he could get any further in running mental circles, a sound at the door
shocked him out of his thoughts. ‘Who at this hour..??’
The door swung open silently, and Shouto Todoroki’s head popped in. “Oh. So
you’re awake.”
“How did you get in here?”
Todoroki shrugged. “Hopped some fences. Picked the lock. Used to sneaking
around a lot at home, y’know.”
“Right…” Izuku felt himself getting embarrassed at having forgotten what
Todoroki’s home life was like. Then he suddenly remembered that agreeing to see
Todoroki meant running afoul of Endeavor, his father. Deku could imagine that
the hulking flame hero probably won’t be thrilled at this new development. He
felt himself start to go pale – Todoroki noticed.
“You don’t have to do this, you know. I’m not begging you. We both have a lot
to lose if we get caught…like this. But you more than me. My dad would do
anything to cover up anything that could hurt the family reputation or
whatever; All Might doesn’t seem like that kind of guy.” He reached out and
gently touched Izuku’s cheek. “You already have enough to prove.”
And suddenly, things became clear.
Midoriya shook him off. “I don’t have anything to prove!” he declared. “I-
I mean… I’m still pretty much a no-name anyway, right? But you’re a really good
guy. S-so if we can make each other happy, and people want to look down on me
for being with you, then let them!” Of course he sounded more brave than he
really felt, but he didn’t want Todoroki to worry about him. And he meant what
he said – hearing that Todoroki was also having doubts & fears put his own at
ease. He was ready to simply take things one step at a time.
Todoroki gazed down at that round face beaming up at him sweetly, full of
feigned confidence. ‘An idiot,’ he thought, smiling to himself. ‘Were they
really childhood friends? Kacchan really is a total idiot to not take advantage
of this.’
Todoroki leaned in; Izuku squeezed his eyes shut. Gently their lips touched,
and Deku’s insides turned into butterflies. The moment his lips parted,
Shouto’s tongue slipped in and resumed its earlier exploration of the younger
boy’s mouth. Through the intoxicated mush of half-thoughts, it occurred to
Izuku that this must be was people called “making out”. His face grew even
hotter.
He creaked one eye open to see that Todoroki was as flushed as he was, but not
out of embarrassment – Shouto had sacrificed thought the moment he’d tasted
Izuku’s lips again. Now everything was focused on the warm softness against his
mouth, and how to get more of it.
They finally broke, panting and hot like wild dogs. Shouto gazed down at Deku,
lips swollen, pink flush making his freckles stand out even more, chest heaving
against his gym shirt. With a shudder, Todoroki noticed Deku’s nipples
straining through the thin fabric and found himself gripped with the irrational
urge to suck on them like hard candies.
‘Thank GOD Kacchan’s an idiot!’ he thought, covertly swiping away a bit of
drool.
“U-um, T-Todoroki…” Izuku interrupted Shouto’s leering, lowering his arm from
his eyes. “My pants feel…tight.”
“Oh, um, yeah. Mine too…” Shouto admitted, suddenly becoming very aware of the
firm lump burrowing into his thigh paired with his own flaming arousal.
“Is it okay if we..keep going…from earlier?” Deku barely got the words out,
growing redder and redder until he was speaking from behind his hands. He
looked like a blushing bride on her wedding night, something Todoroki had to
try very hard to keep from observing out loud.
“S-sure…” Shouto desperately fought to keep his voice calm and steady, to hide
how much he wanted to rip the boy’s clothes off and tear him to pieces. He
wasn’t sure how, he just knew he wanted to.
With barely suppressed trembling, Todoroki slipped his hands under the fabric
of Midoriya’s waistband and pulled them down. He bent down and made like he was
going to kiss him again, before quickly changing direction and burying his face
back into Izuku’s neck, leaving his lover puckering into nothingness. Teasing
him was going to be fun.
Whatever slight annoyance Deku felt was erased the moment he felt Shouto’s
teeth on the side of his neck. At first he was unsure what to make of Todoroki
dragging his teeth against such a sensitive area, nipping it until he felt sure
there’d be strange marks later. But then the love bites turned to gentle kisses
and Deku lost the ability to think at all. He had no idea why that area made
him feel all breathless & gooey; all he knew was that he’d give the world for
it to never stop.
Todoroki leaned back and admired his handiwork – two distinct purple spots
stood out against the skin of Midoriya’s neck. Any guilt he felt for how the
smaller boy would fare at school tomorrow was overshadowed by a twisted
pleasure that everyone would see it and know the green puppy had been taken.
He bent down and began trailing kisses from Deku’s bruised neck to his
collarbone, pausing only to lift his shirt before continuing down to his chest.
Two dark nubs greeted him, already erect with arousal and suddenly being
exposed to the cold air. Shouto couldn’t resist flicking a hot tongue against
one experimentally, before taking the entire thing into his mouth.
He was rewarded by a low, guttural moan from Midoriya. The groan turned into a
scream when Shouto grabbed hold with his teeth and sucked hard. Todoroki palmed
Deku’s erection, stroking it through his shorts until he realized the cries had
stopped.
A bit concerned, he sat up only to see Midoriya stuffing his face into a
pillow, biting it like it would save his life. Todoroki chuckled and slipped
his hand underneath the fabric of his underpants, finally coming in contact
with Deku’s bare arousal. He groaned at the feeling of his bare cock, skin
smooth, slick, and hot against his cold hand. It was slightly shorter than his
own, and thicker than he imagined.
Midoriya gasped and pressed his face further into the pillow.
“Izuku, what are you doing? You don’t have to be quiet around me. I..actually
really want to hear your voice…”
Izuku glanced up at Todoroki’s bewitched face through his tears. “Can’t…. We’re
at school…” he panted weakly.
‘Shiiiit… If he doesn’t stop this teary-eyed bullshit, I’m not gonna last
long,’ Shouto thought, grabbing a hold of his own erection. Despite the lack of
attention, he could feel it twitch and weep through his pants.
“It’s fine. There’s no one around this time of night. We’re the only ones here
so…be as loud as you want.”
This was actually a lie. Nearly everyone knew that security guards patrolled
the halls at night, but he was fairly certain no one could hear them in there.
Besides, if someone did come and interrupt them, he’d burn them to a fucking
crisp.
Midoriya nodded dreamily and let go of the pillow. “You too…” he insisted.
Todoroki merely blinked. “I want to see your body, too.”
“Oh, r-right.” Quickly he stripped off his shirt and pants, leaving them on the
floor. He briefly registered how much skinnier he was compared to the smaller
boy’s wiry frame and made a mental note to train more.
Not that Izuku minded or even noticed. His eyes were too busy scanning the
smooth, pale skin, trying not to openly stare at his partner’s bulge. Midoriya
didn’t have the faintest idea how two men made love, but he was suddenly
willing to try.
“Shouto…” he panted, “please touch me!”
Todoroki nearly exploded. (They would later find singe marks on the infirmary
curtains.)
In a flash, he had Deku’s underpants off and across the room. He couldn’t stop
himself from humming at the sight of his lover’s erection swinging free from
its cotton prison, leaving a spot of sticky precum where it bounced against his
stomach. His own underpants quickly joined Deku’s on the floor.
Naked and shivering in the chilly air, they found themselves unable to do
anything more than stare at each other’s bodies. Not knowing what else to do,
Shouto bent over and licked at the wet spot on Midoriya’s stomach. It tasted
sour, contrasting with the salty musk of his sweat.
He thought about taking the kiss downward and tasting the thick, pink cock
throbbing just under his chin, but a moment’s hesitation told him that he
wasn’t ready yet. Instead he trailed up, sucking and biting his way along
Izuku’s trembling belly and heaving chest, leaving a trail of love bites in his
wake.
Izuku spread his legs wider and moaned like he was dying; Shouto’s teasing was
driving him out of his mind. He couldn’t take it anymore – the moment Todoroki
came close, he finally grabbed him by the hair and slammed their lips back
together. The act knocked Todoroki off balance and the two boys ended up
collapsing flat on the bed together.
This time it was Izuku who was aggressive, sucking on Shouto’s tongue and
biting at his lips until he broke skin. His hips bucked into Shouto’s and the
feeling of their arousals sliding against each other hit them both like
lightning.
“Can we do more of that?” he squeaked.
“Yes, please,” Todoroki mumbled, stars in his eyes.
Slowly the boys wove their arms around each other’s bodies, crushing themselves
flat against each other. They started slowly, awkwardly grinding their hips
together, missing more often than not. Eventually they sunk into a rhythm of
bucking and grinding, cocks sliding between their hot bodies, voices providing
a background chorus of gasps and encouragements.
It was honestly the best thing Midoriya ever felt, sooo much better than when
he did it himself at home. The heat and sensation from his lover’s body was
intense, and listening to him gasp his name with that ragged voice drove him
over the edge of sanity. In fact, he was about to…
“Nn! T-Todo… Shouta, I’m-!”
“I-Izuku, this- ohh! *pant* God, this feels..!!”
Electric shocks danced up Todoroki’s spine; Deku got the familiar pins-and-
needles sensation in his fingertips. Both were panting loudly in time, their
desperate writhing rocking the bed violently.
Finally he began to orgasm, his gasps turning to whimpers and cries. His nails
dug into Shouto’s back in a vain attempt to steady the shuddering spasms
ripping through his body; ribbons of cum streamed out, coating his entire torso
in the warm, sticky mess.
Todoroki kept going, smearing it between them and causing a moist, smacking
sound to fill the air.
“Deku, I… Ah..AH!!” Watching Midoriya get off had pushed him clear over the
edge, and Shouto followed with a loud, wracking orgasm of his own. Deku moaned
at the feeling of Todoroki’s hot seed spattering against his body. He felt more
marked by that action than by the fresh hickeys littering his body.
Exhausted and spent, Todoroki collapsed back onto Midoriya. They rode out their
afterglow panting silently, legs tangled up in each other, hearts thumping
furiously against each other. Izuku buried his face into Shouto’s chest,
earning a soft, lingering kiss to the top of the head.
“Todoroki-kun?” Izuku mumbled after a while.
“Yeah?” he responded, absent-mindedly playing with his boyfriend’s hair.
“We’re still rivals, aren’t we?”
“…Yeah. Izuku?”
“Yeah?”
“When we’re alone…please keep calling me Shouto.”
“…Okay,” he grinned, for once glad to be in the infirmary.
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