Homework Club

My boyfriend is a cheater

I stared at the bottle and box in my hands as my face burnt. Loud footsteps were running up the stairs. Shit, they can't see this. I looked around for places I could hide it as the many ways I could murder my mother flooded my head. The door suddenly burst open and I instinctively hide the "gifts" behind my back.

"Kacchan are you alright?!" Izuku ran into the room. "Y-yeah, I'm fine." Shit. I stuttered. He looked at me skeptically. "So, what did she leave you?" He asked and tried to look behind my back, which I dodged by turning around slightly and backing into the corner of my room. "Kacchan?"

Double shit..

"What are you hiding back there?" His eyes narrowed and flashed, which I already know is a warning signal. In the short amount of time we have been dating, I've only seen that face once; when he was fighting with Shoto, which is not good.

"Uhm..." I was in the middle of scrolling through the mental rolodex of things to say before the thoughts suddenly stopped and my brain short-circuitted. Izuku tugged my collar down to his height and slammed his lips to mine.

Holy sh-

From what I could see over Izuku's shoulder, Shoto was just as shocked. What made me even more shell-shocked was when Izuku, meak little nervous adorable Izuku, licked my lips for permission to enter my mouth.

Realizing I was just standing there like an idiot, I opened my mouth a tiny bit. He continued to lead on as he explored the inside of my mouth with his tongue, feelinhbevery part of it. I moaned slightly, closing my eyes and wrapped my arms around his waist, bringing him closer.

Then just as quickly as it had started, it stopped.

I stood there, panting, a thin trail of saliva running down my chin, staring down at Izuku, who obviously has more experience than I cared to give him credit for, wiping his chin and staring deviously up at me. Then I noticed his hand. More specifically, what he was holding.

That cheating bastard...

"YOU FUCKING CHEATER! THAT WAS A LOW BLOW!" I screamed, as I felt my face grow hotter with each passing second. Izuku stared down at it then laughed. He stood laughing for a bit, then threw the bottle+box combo to Shoto, who had been standing and watching us for the past god-knows-how-long. His face immediately burst into flames. "DON'T FUCKING SHOW HIM!" He laughed.

"Lube and condoms. Impressive." Was Izuku's smart-ass comment. I walked over and snatched the bottle from Shoto, then stalked over to my bed and faceplanted into the pillow. Both of them laughed, because I must admit, this was a childish move. I heard soft footsteps, and felt the mattress dip on both sides. Then I felt warm breath against my ear along with light, barely-there kisses along the back of my neck and heard Izuku's voice whisper.

"Come on Kacchan. Aren't we going to use the gifts?"