Don't Mind if I do

Todoroki Shouto is a gentle kisser.

He made ticklish wet trails all over Izuku's freckled face, down to his neck, before finally allowing their lips to touch. It's just a sweet innocent peck, it isn't like the usual passionate kiss that Midoriya Izuku is used to. Yet, the softness and tenderness of his lips sent this strong tingling sensation down Izuku's spine as if he was a middle schooler who just had his first kiss.

Even though we all know this was his nth time.

Almost immediately, the plumpness of Shouto's lips disappeared as fast as Izuku felt it's presence. He opens his eyes only to see a flustered Shouto, his bichromatic pair are wide and glassy in embarrassment.

"I'm s-s-sorry, I don't know what to do after this," Shouto flashes a deeper shade of red, the color reaching to his ears and neck.

The mere sight of his innocence is enough to make Izuku chuckle. Todoroki lowers his head in shame, the weight on the bed disappeared as Todoroki suddenly stood up, preparing to bolt away.

"W-w-wait," Izuku exclaims, pulling Todoroki's wrist to prevent his impending exit. The bed made a small creaking sound as he slumps back on the soft surface. "I'm sorry," Izuku whispers, leaning closer to Todorki. "I know my reaction was uncalled for. I didn't mean to offend you or anything... It's just, how should I say this... Your actions right now are the total opposite of the bravado you showed earlier."

"I apologize for being all talk."

"Stop pouting, Shouto," Yet, Izuku is chuckling. He leans closer, tilting his head to the side while using his other hand to hold the back of Shouto's head. "We can remedy your inexperience."

Shouto swallows the imaginary lump forming in his throat, nodding. Izuku takes this as his cue to proceed.

And remedy Todoroki's experience did he do.

At first, it was tender. Tender yet with certainty. It was the most exhilarating feeling Todoroki felt before. The feeling of Midoriya's chapped lips against his feels odd at first, but as he begins to suck on Shouto's lower lips, all pretense of shame flew out of the window as a low moan escapes from his lips. Shouto feels Izuku smile against him before feeling a very hot and wet tongue entering his mouth.

"Nnngh!" Todoroki moans, grabbing Izuku's hospital gown for dear life.

Izuku continued his ministration, delving his tongue deeper inside Shouto's mouth as if he wants to explore every little corner of it. Saliva was already dripping down their chins, but Izuku continued attacking him, savoring the flavor of Shouto like this is his only chance to do it. Shouto feels even more light-headed by the second, he doesn't know if it's because of all the blood rushing to his head (as well as his nether regions) or because his lover's tongue is blocking his air passage.

"I-I-Izuku," Todoroki pulls away, wiping the string of saliva that trailed after him. "L-l-let me breathe,"

Izuku doesn't say anything. Instead, he pushes Todoroki flat on the bed, heaving heavily with this dazed look on his face, his cheeks as red as the sunset glistening behind them through the window. In the background, the sound of the heart monitor starts to beep louder and louder.

"Shouto," He moans, Todoroki's slacks suddenly feel tighter. "If only you knew how long I've been waiting for this moment."

"Believe me," Shouto uses his elbows as support to his weight as he adjusts his position, nipping on Izuku's dainty earlobe. Izuku lets out a deep sigh. "I know,"

"Yeah?" Izuku smirks, "Can you help me with this if you really do?" He dangles the thin string of his hospital robe with a devious look on his face.

Todoroki involuntarily licks his lips at the invitation. "Don't mind if I do,"