Matters of the Family (Pro-Hero Shoto Todoroki x Reader)

ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝔸𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟

A/N: This is your warning. There's gonna be really hard smut. There'll be biting and teasing and other stuff that I shall think of later.

Despite not having gotten anything out of the freezer, you and Touya managed to make quite a nice meal for yourselves. After grabbing two cans of beer from the fridge you followed him through to the living room and sat down on the sofa, curling your legs up under you. You both sat and chatted, laughing and joking while you ate the food. Even though you'd tried your best, he'd still not let you do much so the meal was mostly cooked by him. You turned to him after you'd cleared your plate and smiled. "That wasn't too bad actually. I'm pleasantly surprised." He laughed as he put his plate on top of yours in a neat stack on the coffee table. Grabbing your beer, you huddled back into the cushions and let out a breath. You watched him over the rim of the can as you took a gulp of the cold, bitter liquid, letting it bubble in your mouth before it glided down your throat. His eyes met yours and stuck as a smirk played on his lips. "See something you like?" You put down your can and leaned up onto your knees, leaning over to him and taking a strand of his hair between your fingers. "Why do you still dye it? The white suits you so well." His eyes trailed across your face as you watched him, still twisting the hair between your fingers. "It's habit I guess. It wouldn't be so bad if my hair was as pretty as yours." He reached up and tucked your hair behind your ear, bringing his hand back across to cup your cheek. He gently ran his thumb across the scar on your left cheek, his expression pained. You had no idea what was wrong with you or what was prompting you to act this way with him. You couldn't talk any sense into yourself. You felt this overwhelmingly need to be held by him, to kiss him and have him tell you that everything was okay. You figured it was leftover feelings from before but you couldn't ignore them and you couldn't overcome then. You reached up and held his hand against your face, looking into his turquoise eyes. "It doesn't hurt anymore, I'm fine" He moves his hand away and leans in, kissing the scar gently, his warm lips igniting your skin and sending butterflies into a frenzy in your stomach. "I'm glad, but I wish it'd never happened." He moved back slightly, so that his face was very close to yours. Your noses were almost touching. You'd be lying if you said your heart wasn't pounding at that moment. Your eyes fixed to his again and no matter how hard you tried you couldn't resist the almost magnetic pull of your lips to his. It could have been the beer. It could have been the bump to the head. You had no idea what was making you act like this but by god did kissing him again feel good. It was different to kissing Shoto but it brought back so many memories of happiness that you couldn't resist. You leaned into him more, wrapped your arms around his neck and climbed onto his lap, relishing the feeling of his arms around your waist. Your tongues danced together as his hands slithered up your shirt.  His rough, calloused fingers trailed up your sides before freeing your breasts from your bra. You moaned into his mouth as his fingers tugged against your already hardening nipples, causing a wave of electric pleasure to wash over you and shoot straight down to the apex of your thighs. You wanted this...no...you needed this. You gasped out a shaky breath as his mouth moved from yours down to your neck, peppering your skin with searing kisses as his fingers continued their assault or your abused nipples. You let out muffled moans and whines as his fingers and mouth continued to supply your fuzzy mind with more pleasure than you'd had in a while. You slapped your hand over your mouth as you felt his teeth sink into your shoulder, the pain mixing with pleasure as your body jerked forward into his. His deep chuckle resonated against your neck as his hands trailed back down your body. "You always were a bit of a masochist, huh Pet?" You bit your lip hard as you felt his hands brush up your thighs, his fingers exploring under your skirt. He let out a deep growl as you flexed your hips, rubbing your dampened core against his growing erection. The air shot out of your lips in a needy gasp as his fingers dug hard into your thigh, his other hand against your panties, gently teasing your through the thin fabric. "Still, or I won't be able to hold back." Your hands went to his hair, grabbing fistfuls as he moved aside the silk and lace to let his fingers run through your slick folds. "I....don't want you to...just....fuck me." You squealed quietly as he threw you off his lap onto the sofa and stood up to rid himself of his clothes. He grabbed your hips and positioned you on your hands and knees before lining himself up with you. He leaned down, pressing his weight onto your back as he rubbed his leaking tip against you. His breath puffed against your ear as he whispered. "Beg for it, Pet, tell me how much you want this cock." You let out a soft moan as he stood back up, continuing to rub himself against you, occasionally pushing just his tip against your entrance before taking it back out and rubbing it against you again as you moaned in need. "P...please...Touya...fuck me...I....I need it so bad...fill me up with your fat cock and fuck me until I can't walk...please." He let out a pleased groan as he slammed his entire length into you, pushing against your guts as he stretched you out deliciously. Your mouth hung open in a noiseless scream as he leaned back down, grabbing your hair and pulling hard so he could sink his teeth into your neck as he began fucking your relentlessly, pounding into your guts as you let out strangled gasps. His hot tongue glided over the bitemark he just left as he continued to piston his hips into you, keeping a tight hold on your hair as he stood back up, fucking into you harder. Your eyes rolled back as your mind lost all cohesive thought, the only thing you could focus on was the unreal amount of pleasure you were getting from his dick. His hand clasped around your hip, causing you to gasp at the searing pain or his burning fingers that made you tighten around him. It felt insanely good when he used his quirk. You felt the familiar knot tighten in your stomach, telling you that you were close. You tried your best to tell him but no words came out as your legs trembled. He groaned as he went harder. "Y/N....I'm close...cum with me." You didn't know how much longer you could last as he kept fucking you harshly, making you climb higher and higher towards your release. You moaned out his name as you came around him, feeling his hot cum flood into you. Your head fogged up even more as your eyes closed. You had no energy left as sleep encompassed your spasming body.