BNHA Scenarios

Stay - Todoroki. S. x Reader

I looked at the man from across the dance floor. His silhouette stood out to me from amongst the vast crowd of people. From the looks of it, he was looking my way too. How did I ever manage to get his attention? This man I've been lusting after had so many women just clawing for his attention so.... why me?

Gracefully he pushed the woman next to him aside and started walking towards me. Stalking almost. There was nothing in this room that I wanted more than him. My feet betrayed me and I found myself walking towards him. He was so magnetic. "Out again are we?" he asked lowly in my ear. His arm coiled around my waist and his other pulled my leg to his waist. 

"Yes sir," I responded breathily. I couldn't bring myself to speak clearer or louder with the kisses being placed onto my skin. I felt him smirk against my neck before nipping at my skin. "I thought I told you, you were off limits?" he questioned dipping me backwards. People were bound to be staring now but I couldn't care about them. I just wanted his attention. 

"Would it be fair for me to say that you, too, are off limits?" I asked him. He chuckled, the sound rich in my ear. He lowered my leg and pulled me into his side. We traversed the floor back over to his friends. The first time I saw them, I was surprised at who he kept in his company but after that last few times, I had grown used to them. My date simply picked up his coat, nodded at them and turned us to leave. 

We exited the club and soon I found myself sitting in the passenger side of his sports car. He looked over at me, eyes simmering with lust. A strong, calloused hand glided under my dress and rested against the softness of my inner thigh. Before he could even ask the question, I had my answer ready. 

"Yours," I stated answering the question that lingered on the tip of his tongue. He swallowed thickly before nodding. The time passed in a blur and before I knew it, I was whisked away into his house and into a large bedroom. The sheets were like satin against my skin. I looked away from the ceiling, towards the foot of the bed where he was. His hands grasped his belt, slowly undoing it. 

"Ready angel?" 

I awoke to light streaming in from the curtains and I closed my eyes again enjoying the warmth of the sun's rays. That is until I scrambled myself into a sitting position. Oh god I'm late. My boss is going to kill me. I hastily looked around for my clothes only to find myself in a room I didn't recognise. It was very minimal in decoration and colour. Was this his room? I forced myself out of bed to find something to cover myself. 

All I could find to cover myself was one of his shirts that seemed to be purposefully laid out on the end of the bed. It'll have to do. I caught a whiff of the cologne that was on his shirt. It's smell was intoxicating. Enough of this, I need to ask him to take me home so I could change and go to work. 

I found myself descending some glass stairs and I saw him standing at the kitchen counter, bare chested. I cleared my throat, clutching the ends of his shirt sleeves in my hands. "Angel you're up," he murmured turning round to greet me. His scarred body met my eyes. I didn't realise how many he had, we were always in the dark after all. "Can you give me a ride home, I'm super late for-" 

He cut me off, pulling me into his hips, "It's okay angel, I called in for you. You're all mine for today," he murmured pressing kisses to my hands. I was shocked. First the agreement of coming back to his place and now him calling into my work. Something was off. I scrutinised his face searching if something was wrong with him. 

"What changed?" I asked softly. He smiled softly, "I did." he responded. He pulled out a box from the cupboard and placed it in front of me. He gave me an encouraging look and I pulled the bow apart. I opened the lid and almost gasped. I pulled out the set of keys. "Stay," he murmured hugging me from behind. 

I didn't know what to say. After all this time of sneaking around, of thinking I was just his plaything. Undeniably, I was shocked. "The boys, Kirishima and Midoriya mostly, suggested I asked you to stay with me. They were talking to me about how much I liked you and that I should change a little." he started talking softly, rambling even. 

"Is the Shouto Todoroki asking me to move in?" I questioned looking at him. His hair covered his face slightly and a sheepish smile graced his features. A blush dusted his cheeks at the use of his name. 

I turned to him and pulled him close to me in a hug. 

"Stay," he keened softly. His head pressed against mine awaiting for an answer. I pressed a soft kiss to his lips and responded as softly as I could muster. 

"Always, Sho."