BNHA Boys x Fem!Reader Oneshots [Requests: Closed]

🔥Silent Pleasure [Todoroki x Reader]

The spa lobby was dim in lighting. A light mind numbing fragrance floated through the warm air, and the sound of a trickling water fountain on the wall was all that could be heard.

"May I help you?" The receptionist's mellow voice startled her as she slowly strode forward holding her purse in front of her.

"Yes, I have an appointment for 6 pm?" She took out her small leather wallet and handed her credit card over to the receptionist.

"Please fill this out for your masseuse, and have a seat." The lady gave a slight smile and handed a small packet to the girl. "Oh and also, are you comfortable with a male masseuse?"

"Male? I guess so, yeah." The girl nodded and took a seat on the plush sand colored couch. She held up the papers which asked for various descriptions of stress and anxiety levels, nothing unusual for a spa to assess.

"(Y/n)?" A quiet yet full voice spoke from across the lobby. The girl's eyes flicked up, glancing above the edge of the packet to see a young man smiling calmly, walking towards her. The girl stood quickly, lowering the papers from her face.

"Yes?" She asked softly while eyeing the boy. He was tall, stoic, and professional with finely combed hair perfectly parted in the middle into white and red. He wore a crisp pure white outfit; loose and comfortable.

"Good evening, miss." The boy's smile deepened slightly, sending a glisten of warmth to his mismatched eyes. "I'm Shouto, your masseuse for the night." He bowed slightly while extending his hand.

"Oh. Nice to meet you." The girl reached out and took his warm smooth hand. He erected his posture and turned a few degrees.

"Please follow me, miss." He gestured towards a dim hallway behind the reception desk. The girl followed him as he slowly guided her back. The hallway seemed to get dimmer and dimmer with every step, and the scent of hot silky oils became stronger. "Right in here." He stopped before the third doorway on the right. "May I have your papers, please?" He eyed the packet in her hands. She nodded and handed them over. "Would you like anything before we start? A drink perhaps?" He asked kindly.

"No thank you." The girl followed him into the room. It was warm and the faint hum of deep meditating tones could be heard slightly.

"Alright then, (Y/n). I'm going to let you undress. You may put your clothes in that basket by the door." He motioned to a large basket which sat underneath a dimly flickering light. "Please undress to your own comfort. We recommend everything off but underwear, but do what fits you best." He bowed once more and walked out, closing the door slowly behind him, so not to make any sound. The girl curled her fingers around the bottom of her shirt, tightening her digits slightly at the thought of his hands on her. She gave out a long breath as she pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it into the bin. She then reached back and unhooked her bra, dropping that aside as well. She gave a short stretch of her arms at the feeling of being free before finally unbuttoning her jeans and slipping them off, folding them sloppily and tossing them aside with everything else. She shuffled forward, feeling the warm carpet beneath her toes and pulled herself onto the massage table. The warm mattress and silky sheets pulled her down, forcing her to let out a sigh while pulling the blankets over her exposed body

'A guy...massaging me? And a cute guy at that...' She thought to herself. 'But it's his job, he does it every day. He doesn't think anything of it...of me...' She closed her eyes and listened to the droning hum that muffled her eardrums and numbed her senses. She didn't hear the subtle knock on the door, or his footsteps as he approached the bed. But she did feel the cool rush of the air as the blanket was pulled below her collar just above the round of her breasts.