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❛THERE'S NO TODOROKI AT HOME.❜
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"Shotooo~" He heard someone call his name in a soothing voice. He was in a bathroom, a large one. He heard the swishing sound of water like someone was in the bathtub. There was one thing he noticed that was off; he was naked. It didn't seem like a big deal, though. "Shoto, baby. Come here~" The voice rang again.
He went further into the bathroom, following the little coos and hums the person was making. He got to the bathtub only to see Y/N under a mountain of bubbles, a sultry grin on her face. "Hey Sho," she cooed, looking at him. "you should get in, water's warm."
Her voice was addicting, the way she looked at him was erotic. He got into the tub, feet first, only for her to get closer, straddling herself on his lap. She kissed him, their lips meeting softly at first. That softness turned into aggressiveness, their lips moving in sync, his hand on her ass, him feeling the soft plush skin. Her area was against his, he felt her hips grinding against him.
A low groan pulled from his lips as she kissed along his jawline and neck, and he reached a hand up to grope her breast. She gasped lightly, humming against his skin. "Shoto~" she sat up straight and looked at him in the eyes. The eye contact provided a thick sexual tension between them, her licking her lips as she rocked her hips back and forth. "Fuck me, Shoto..."
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He woke up with a gasp, his forehead drenched in sweat. He looked around- he was on his bed in the U.A. dorms. Feeling heavy discomfort in his lower half, he looked down. His pants were soaked in his own liquids; he had a wet dream. He mumbled a curse under his breath, getting up slowly.
He felt embarrassed, the dream felt so vivid, so real, he didn't know how else to feel, really. It was all so... weird.
Now, it wasn't like this was his first sexual dream. He was a teenage boy, these things happen. But normally it would be people he'd seen on tv or random figments of his imagination. He never even had one about Momo- a girl he'd had a crush on since his first year at U.A.
He didn't think about it much as he cleaned himself up, since he had to start packing for the ski lodge. Only 2 more days until then, he had to tell you to back off so no one would suspect anything. He sighed, running his hands through his hair in the shower.
