god, you're beautiful. | tododeku

kaiseki

midoriya slid the knife across the cutting board, each chop swiftly cutting the fish. he moved over to the tofu, catching himself as he almost slit his finger, nevertheless missing it.

izuku was preparing kaiseki for shouto, since his hubby had been in kabukicho for a serious hero mission, making the fluffy haired boy extremely worried for his special man and causing him to be cranky all the time. this, of course, was an invite for pent up stress. nobody wanted to be separated from their soulmate for two whole weeks, adding to it that they're in a really dangerous neighborhood.

sighing, he continued to artfully dice the onions, placing them in a glazed glass bowl, the small cubes creating a swirl of white.

then, the doorbell rang, a click ringing throughout the small apartment, seeming to come from the genkan.

midoriya dropped the knife on the counter, a broad smile on his face as he untied the bow at his back, disregarding the ruffly green apron and hastily throwing it on one of the silver hooks in the laundry room, running in the living room to see his favorite man, todoroki, a tired gleam in his eyes.

and, it was dramatic, midoriya knew, but nevertheless, he ran, he ran like there was no tomorrow, glistening tears gathering in small bundles at the corners of his eyes, the milky streams being caught by his puffy red cheeks. midoriya was in shoutos arms in no time, the latter cuddling and kissing the crook of his neck and mumbling sweet nothing's into his delicate ears, eliciting small giggles from his grinning lips from the ticklish sensation.

now, not that he would mention it yet, but midoriya was extremely turned on. the thick, warm breath of shouto prickling against his neck was, what midoriya would call, hot.

and oh, he wanted to feel the warm sensation of shoutos heated body against his, but that would have to be reserved for another time.

the lust, however, began to take over as he was laying on the black leather couch with shouto, his head buried into todorokis chest. the heterochromic male ran his fingers through green locks of silky tendrils

izuku could feel his knee pressing up against shoutos crotch, and that didn't help him whatsoever with the current situation he was in.

moving his head he began fiddling with todoroki's tie, taking the velvety crimson strip and laying it on the glass coffee table, giving shouto a sultry pout.

todoroki grinned.

he seemed to understand, because before midoriya knew it, he was underneath todoroki,  the rich scent of cologne leaking onto  izuku and making him even more sexually motivated.

midoriya lifted his head up, biting shoutos earlobe and smiling.

"i need you in every shape of the world. i need you emotionally, physically, and at this exact moment, sexually too."

izuku daintily unbuttoned todoroki's top, ripping off the collared shirt and throwing it on the wooden floor.

shouto seemed to be enjoying it, as he was continuously running his fingers through midoriyas hair.

before long, todoroki was on the couch, teasing the younger boy by sucking hickeys onto his freckled skin, earning an erotic whimper.

"god, you're so fucking perfect..."

midoriya groaned at this, consumed by sexual motivation, and rubbed his clothed crotch against todoroki's, earning a chuckle.

"my my, eager are we?"

"shoutooooooo.... !"

shouto took midoriya's t-shirt, sighing, and lifted it over the green boy's head.

then, with patience, he unzipped izukus shorts.

"ready baby?"

midoriya nodded, hot breaths of lust coming out of his mouth.

"mhm..."

grinning, shouto popped open a bottle of lube, and squeezed it in his hand.

"good boy."

he looked at midoriya, currently clothes-less, and sat him in his lap. however, shoutos buldge rubbed against izukus ass, earning a lustful groan.

without warning, shouto took a finger and entered izukus pucker little hole.

"aah-ah... t-todoroki kun..."

glaring, shouto smacked izukus ass.

"baby boy, whatd you do wrong?"

" i- im sorry! "

"good boy."

entering a second finger in the smaller boys hole, he smiled.

"daddy, daddy please! i want the real thing!"

"what's the magic word?"

"i- i want your big fat cock in my puckered little asshole! please daddy!"

"there it is..."

todoroki unbuckled his belt, sliding the jeans down to the floor along with his boxers, his large dick springing up with vigor.

midoriya eyed it like candy.

"you're not fully lubed up honey, are you?"

" n-no.... "

getting onto his knees, he moved over to todorokis wide-spread legs and frowned.

"dadddddyyyy... why not just use lube..?"

this earned another smack on his ass.

hesitantly, midoriya moved to shoutos cock, entering it in his mouth and rubbing the parts he couldn't fit with his hands.

this went on for awhile, until shouto groaned and sent a hot load into izu's mouth.

"mmmmmm..."

"you're ready?"

midoriya furiously nodded, gulping.

without a protest, shouto flipped izuku around and thrusted into him.

"ah- shout- da- aaahhhhh- plea- please-"

unable to form a coherent sentence izuku was melting into todoroki with pure bliss, each word started not seeing an end.

"d- todoroki- i mean, uhm, i- im gonna- cum..."

shouto nodded, and izuku gave out an erotic moan before sighing, clearly exhausted.

"done for the night hun?"

izuku nodded, and shouto grabbed his previously discarded button up, slipping it over izukus head, the latter curling into his chest.

with a small chuckle, todoroki picked up izuku, still snuggling his chest, and walked over to the closet. there he got a large t-shirt for himself and put it on, being careful to not bother midoriya.

flopping on the bed, todoroki put the covers over now sleeping izuku and fell asleep, midoriya entwined in his arms.