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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, M/M, Multi
  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, Other_Character_Tags_to_Be_Added
  Additional Tags:
      Straight_up_sin, Polyamory, sort_of, Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added
  Series:
      Part 2 of My_Holy_Knight_Academia
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-06-20 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1708
****** I Swear! Path of Todoroki ******
by AngelaEvil
Summary
     Izuku is faced with many trying options for a future spouse. He has a
     kingdom to run and many hurdles to face as the next ruler, but Shouto
     offers him brief reprieves from all the hard work. A version of
     several events from Shouto's perspective and shippy situation with
     the half-and-half in the I Swear universe.
Notes
     This literally starts as sin, there is no getting around that. I
     wanted to look at Shouto as just any other guy, not the cold and
     emotionless guy he put on whenever he goes outside.
See the end of the work for more notes
Shouto didn’t remember how he got into this situation, only that he was in it.
The Prince leading him by the hand, their fingers knit together and a smile on
the other teen’s face, illuminated by the dying daylight.
“Where are we going, Midoriya?” His voice almost sounded hollow in his own
ears, like it was being read to him instead of coming out of his throat.
“We worked really hard today, so I thought we might take a bath,” the green-
haired royal offered, glancing over his shoulder to smile wider.
“Yes, but why the Palace gardens?”
“Why not, no one will see us anyway.” Izuku pulled Shouto’s arm a little closer
to his body, running his thumb over the other’s knuckles. They arrived at the
fountain Shouto recognized from twice before, watching at the light play off
the dancing waters. Standing just shy of hip deep was the Princess, completely
bare and wetting her locks in the pouring water. She turned around with a start
but wound up smiling kindly at the two boys, not saying anything as she
beckoned them closer.
The Prince laughed, stripping off his clothes and jumping into the fountain
next to her, offering to wash his sibling’s hair. Shouto just stood there, red
faced and dumbfounded as he watched them bathe one another. The glances they
kept casting him, their intensional soft moans of pleasure at what was only a
platonic touch, the conspiratorial grins they shared... Oh gods, they were both
actively trying to seduce him,  and it was working .
Shouto’s leggings felt much too tight, flames sparking in his left palm just as
ice formed over his right. He don’t know what possessed him to, but Shouto
stopped trying to reign in his desire; it wasn’t possible with this situation,
whatever may come of it. He pulled off his clothes with enough awareness to
strip them slowly, sensually, lusting in the attention he drew from the Royal
pair. Shouto took pride in his physic, especially with how the Princess blushed
and Midoriya grinned.
The General’s son soon joined them, letting the scalding heat in his body flow
out into the water, keeping it just cool enough not to burn. The twins gasped
at the change in temperature, the Prince biting his lower lip and flushing as
he eyed up Shouto back. Being taller than them both meant the water did nothing
to hide the trainee’s endowments.
Midoriya and his sister exchanged a look and a nod, the Prince slipping around
behind him while the Princess closed the distance between them, pressing her
ample bosom into Shouto’s chest and drawing a shudder from the split-colored
boy. Her fingers traced almost too gently up his sides until they tangled in
his hair, fisting the smooth texture with her arms resting on his shoulders.
They were breathing heavily already when the Prince set to kissing Shouto’s
shoulder blades, running his scarred hands down Todoroki’s back, feeling the
coiling muscle and lighting fire through the other boy’s skin.
Shouto gasped when Midoriya’s hands reached his rear, pressing his forehead
into the Princess’s as he tried to stifle a moan by biting his lip. She was
kissing him, carding fingers through his hair and pressing her hips against
his. Shouto fought back the whimper at this sudden friction, the Prince still
massaging his upper thighs and glutes tenderly. It was Midoriya’s tongue
sliding up his spine that finally got the moan out of him, Shouto’s hands
coming down on the Princess’s waist as he grinded back into her.
He could hear the Prince laugh, feel the hot breath on the nape of his neck. “I
thought so, with the way you keep looking,  Shoucchan . I knew you wanted us
too.” The General’s son shuddered at the pet name, only a twinge of jealousy at
remembering Midoriya called Bakugou something similar, at the same time a beat
of victory at having received the name at all. Instead of expressing this
conflicted emotion, Shouto broke his kiss with the Princess and leaned down to
attack her throat with his lips and teeth and tongue.
The sounds she made was intoxicating, gasping and moaning, clutching onto his
neck and arching back into his hands so he had more room.
Her brother chuckled, leaning into him from behind. “Hmm, I’ll take that as
agreement, then... Do you want to feel both of us at once?”
“Gods, yes.” Shouto moaned into the Princess’s throat as Midoriya’s hands
gripped his hips. He saw the Princess smile at her brother over his shoulder,
getting the feeling that the Prince was smiling back.
Midoriya pulled him back, towards the slightly more shallow section of the
fountain, feeling the lap of his self-heated water caressing and sliding down
his legs as they three walked. The Princess stood to one side and her brother
took over her place on Shouto’s lips, benging his neck around in the same
moment he pushed Shouto to his knees.
The Prince was not so soft and supple as the Princess but his technique was
better, fighting back any control Shouto tried to gain and making that
incessant helpless feeling return, only this time it was erotic instead of
frustrating. Midoriya murmured against Shouto lips, “I’m going to put in a few
fingers first, okay?” earning a nod from the split-colored teen.
The Prince seized a handful of Shouto’s hair, forcing his head back as he
pushed in one finger, then another, and another into the future Knight, pulling
them almost fully out before pushing back in. Shouto was gasping and panting,
trying to get used to the feeling before something much larger took the
fingers’ place. Already he was trying not to cry out, still nervous that
someone might hear him.
Those heterochromatic eyes watered a bit, his gaze fixing on the Princess’s
flushed and erotic features. She was watching her brother finger fuck him,
licking her lips and caressing her left breast. Shouto swallowed down another
moan, realizing that the Prince had pulled Todoroki’s hair back either for his
sister’s pleasure, or to let the General’s son know what the sight was doing to
her, maybe even both.
Shouto watched her slide a hand down her stomach and between her legs, biting
her lower lip now as she physically pleasured herself to the sight of him.
Honestly that was more than enough for Shouto to take hold of himself,
desperate to relieve the mounting, bordering on painful, tension that seized
him. The thick precum slicking his hands as they worked just beneath the water.
He barely registered the warning of entry Midoriya had given him, pulling
Shouto back and down onto him. There was no restraining the wordless cry of
pleasure that drew from him. He was so full, muscles clenching somewhat
spastically at the first few thrusts, the Prince’s hands seizing onto his hips
to better guide the pace and angle. The soft moans over his shoulder only
stoking that fire in his gut.
With his gaze focused so singularly on the Princess, Shouto didn’t miss her
first hesitant steps forward, nor how she carefully lowered herself onto her
knees, straddling Shouto’s lap. His tip brushed against her with the powerful,
steady thrusts already driving Shouto higher than he thought possible. When he
met those deep emerald eyes, he knew she was asking of him, to give up that
last little bit of control he had in this situation and let the helpless
sensation sweep him away. Shouto didn’t hesitate, letting go of himself and
gently placing his hands on her thighs, guiding her the bit she needed to slide
around him.
It was hotter than he had expected, tight and slick, every translated thrust
from Midoriya adding friction and pleasure to the first contact. The Princess
settled her weight fulling in his lap, gripping his sides with her powerful
thighs. Her brother kissed and sucked at his neck while she retook his lips,
working her hips in tandem with the Prince, quickly over stimulating Shouto.
His hands twitched and spasmed, grip tightening to the point of bruising, as
the orchestra of moans and gasps rose even above the sound of tumbling water.
She pulled him in, the powerful muscles of her abdomen working miraculous
sensations through his body as she pumped herself up and down, fingers in his
hair once again, desperate for a foothold. The Prince had found the spot hidden
in Shouto’s core that ripped a strangled cry from him every time he reached it,
thrusting at a pace that had his mind staggering.
“I-I think I’m going to-” The Princess whimpered into his mouth before throwing
her head back with a scream of ecstasy, the hot flush of her orgasm spasming
muscles through her body, dragging her perked breasts over his chest just in
time for her brother to bite down hard on his shoulder and pull out with his
own climax. Pressed between them, it was the sound more than anything that sent
Shouto tumbling over the edge with a breathless cry of his own.
He shared a tender kiss with the worn and glowing young woman in his arms,
shifting off of Midoriya’s lap to sit his sore butt down on something solid.
Once she had pulled herself away as well and moved to sit on Shouto’s other
side, the Prince spoke up. “Holy hells, did that feel amazing.”
“Y-yeah,” his sister agreed, leaning into Shouto’s side.
The General's son wanted to pass out then and there from how exhausted he was,
but instead turned to kiss the Prince on the forehead, giving both Royals a
quick once over to make sure he hadn’t harmed them accidentally.
Before he got any kind of confirmation however, he was stuck by a falling
sensation, his eyes snapping open in time to catch himself from slamming face
first into the barracks floor. He blinked several times, processing the
lingering sensations of what could only have been a dream... Shouto never had a
wet dream before... why did it have to be...  that ?! Yuuie’s second son
flushed in isolated embarrassment, thanking every god in the realm that none of
his roommates were awake. Right now, he needed an ice cold shower and some...
alone time.
End Notes
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