RUNRUNRUN |Aideku Smutshot

RUNRUNRUN

-"Run baby run, run for your life, I'mma tear out your heart, it'll always be mine."-

Izuku and Shota made a good duo for undercover missions. They were able to play off the other's strengths and come up with ways to deceive their targets on the fly, especially when it came to flirting and acting as the other's partner. With the way they looked at each other and acted around one another, it was easy to believe they were together. Which they used to their advantage on their latest mission.

Izuku was their target's exact type, their target was higher up in a drug ring their agency had been trying to catch for months. And Izuku was a young skinny man with a bright smile and an innocence about him, he had staked out the bar their target was a regular at twice before the man approached him for the first time. Izuku had playfully denied his advances before leaving, the next night it was the same act again, Izuku would go in, order a soda and sit at the bar, the target would walk up and try to flirt with him only to be denied once again. On the fourth night, Izuku went in, took his usual spot, and waited.

"You're in here every night, it's almost like you're begging for my attention," the older man teased saddling up next to Izuku, and leaning against the bar, Izuku looked over at him offering a grin.

"Psh, as if," Izuku responded pressing the straw of his drink against his lips. The man's ember eyes followed the straw watching as Izuku's lips closed around it, he wet his lips and returned his gaze to Izuku's eyes which were watching him mischievously, "it's almost like you're begging for my attention." Izuku repeated the man's words back to him his grin returning.

Shota joined them at that moment taking a seat on the other side of Izuku and ordering a scotch, Izuku turned to look at him and Shota looked back with a small smile. The target seemingly realizing he was losing Izuku's attention to this random man glared at Shota and cleared his throat. Izuku looked back at him curiously.

"Why don't we go up to my private booth, I might have some things that could be of interest to you." He offered with a smirk, Izuku tilted his head.

"What kind of things?" He asked innocently, already knowing what type of things he was talking about.

"You'll have to come find out," the man replied pushing off the bar and holding his hand out to Izuku. Izuku looked at his hand before looking back at Shota, "Well, are you coming?"

"I don't think he is sir," Shota replied wrapping his arm around Izuku's waist. The man scoffed with a glare, he leaned down to Izuku's ear and whispered.

"I have things that can make you cum so hard you see stars," Izuku's eyes widened as his face turned bright red, Shota quirked a brow when the man leaned back with a smirk. Izuku gave Shota's hand a light pat as he turned and hopped off his stool. This mission was going to be easier than they thought. "That's what I thought, come on up babe." He grinned gripping Izuku's hand and tugging him along. In the private booth, there were multiple people, men and women strewn about talking, making out, sleeping, and Izuku's pretty sure he saw someone getting head in the corner. There were baggies and glasses strewn around the table, there were also a few needles and medical vials in an open briefcase.

"Got him, move in," Izuku whispered into the mic under his clothing.

"What was that?" The man asked taking a seat in the booth, patting the spot next to him as he grabbed a small baggie.

"Nothing, just inviting a few friends," Izuku responded with an innocent smile as a swat team filled the room shouting orders.

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Now the duo were back at the cabin their agency had rented for them, Shota poured himself a glass of scotch before opening a beer for Izuku, who almost threw up the first time he tried Shota's Scotch. Carry the drinks in one hand he walked out onto the deck around the back of the house and offered Izuku the bottle hanging by the neck in his fingers.