Unworthy Lovers ~ IzuJiro

You Belong To Me (3)

Jirou P.O.V:

My face continued to be the eternal tomato it was while I admired his body. I got a bit too into the exploring cause his shirt was all the way off now. I slowly put my hand back on his chest and felt his heart beat. It was so calm. I laid my head against his chest to hear it beat in a calm pattern, which slowly soothed me. But as I was about to pull away, I felt his hand on my head and he started to sit himself up.

"Hey there Darling~" Izuku said, holding me against his chest, leaving my head there to keep listening to his heartbeat.

I pull away getting flustered (once again) and blushed myself silly. "I- IT I-ISN'T WHAT IT L-LOOKS LIKE I DIDN'T MEAN-!!" He put his hand over my mouth to stop me from freaking out.

"Hey, hey, you don't want everyone rushing in here, do you now? Especially since you took my shirt off~" He said smiling with his hand still over my mouth.

I nodded that I'd was gonna calm down so he can move his hand away.
He moved it away and got up and went over to get his shirt back on.

"H-How did you get all of those scars?" I asked immediately regretting what I had just asked, especially with my stuttering. "N-Nevermind you p-probably don't want to talk about it..!"

He laughed a bit then sat up on his bed then gestured me to sit down alongside him. I got up to go sit next to him still blushing, so I quickly looked in the opposite direction. Izuku then gently grabbed my chin and pulled me to face him.

"Do you want to see them again?" he asked me while I was still blushing.

After a minute or so of calming myself down, I slowly nodded to answer his question. He got up, and quickly removed his shirt. For me, it took eons as I watched every scar come into view once again at too slow of a pace for my liking. He then went and sat back down by me and gently held my hand in his, slowly moving it in front of us both.

"W-What are you-?!" I paused my questioning in surprise as he put my hand on his chest. I slowly began to feel his scars and heart beat once more.

"Do they look weird to you at all?" He asked as he let go of my hand but I proceed to keep it on him, tracing the lines of scars on him.

"N-No..." I stuttered in response while keeping away from any more eye contact with him.

"Tell me something Darling?" He said, again tilting my head to have our eyes meet once more. "What do you think of me?"

I blushed as my mind wondered off to places that gave me a dazed feeling, a bit too dazed for my liking. Izuku giggled a bit, letting go of my chin to get up to put his shirt back on. In my dazed feelings, I didn't want this moment to end so I gently grabbed his hand as he got up.

"Midoriya, why do you keep calling me darling?" I asked while trying to keep some level of eye contact, despite my embarrassment.

He looked at me and paused his smile for a moment which only slightly worried me as I began to look away from him. I then set my hands back down into my lap, only to stare at them. Glancing back up to where he was, I was confused since I only saw an empty space, nobody filling it.

"Where did-"

Then I felt him behind me, slowly giving me a hug around my waist, which felt very comforting, other than the fact that I am a bit ticklish. I mean very ticklish there. So, as expected of a ticklish person, I nearly jumped up, but his arms suddenly held me more firmly, keeping me in place.

(Aight, this is my take on the lemon(s) of this story. I will likely not write more lemons in new chapters after the editing, but it is only right to leave the fanservice in. I hope you all enjoy! Also, if your poor mins cannot handle the written depiction of sex, please skip this part. <3)