A Midnight Storm

A Night to Remember

—TODOROKI—

I didn't believe it. I couldn't. But then, here it was, happening. Midoriya was kissing me. Everything was moving in slow motion, like a dream. I couldn't even tell if it was a dream, because something I only fantasized about was happening. My brain then seemed to reboot, and I snapped back into real life. Midoriya was kissing me. Not Ochako. Me. He was kissing me on the lips, and this felt much more real than any dream I've ever had.

Holy shit.

Midoriya looked at me after ending the kiss, then looked away, his face completely red. "O-Oh my god I am SO sor-" I didn't let him finish his sentence, lifting his chin and gently kissing him again. I felt Midoriya slightly tense up, then relax, leaning into the kiss. I broke away, afraid to look into his eyes.

"T-Todoroki~Kun..." Midoriya breathed, he looked shocked. I looked away, feeling heat spread across my face.

"Sorry..." I mumbled, not meeting his eyes; I was scared of what I would find in them if I looked up. I felt his hand gently entwine with mine, causing me to look over. His face was so close to mine we almost touched, and he was smiling.

"Don't apologize." He whispered, kissing me again.

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LAST WARNING!!!

—MIDORIYA—

There was a hand wrapped around my waist, another locked onto my wrist, and a very hot guy currently kissing me. My face was flushed with a slight heat as I laid there, entangled with Todoroki in my All Might sheets. A warm haze fogged up my brain, sending a tingling shudder throughout me. My non-grabbed arm was pinned against the mattress, awkward and limp under Todoroki's torso. I pressed my lips against his, sharing a wholesome kiss. My brain then seemed to clear itself of the buzz, kicking into overdrive. Wait, didn't I like girls? Well apparently not, due to who I was kissing right now. And how would I fit in a relationship among all my studies? With villain attacks always looming around the corner, I could barely keep my notes together. Did Todoroki even want a relationship? My thoughts continued on, asking question after question until my brain slammed to a screeching halt.

I could feel Todoroki run his tongue against my lower lip, sending burning heat across my whole face. Up to this point, we were just kissing innocently, but he had made a move to take it a step further. My thoughts became faster than before, scrambled with flustered indecision. Suddenly, I felt something against my butt gently squeeze. I let out a small squeak, realizing it was Todoroki's hand, my face turning to molten lava. I noticed his smirk before he went in for another kiss, his tongue entering my mouth. I was helpless as I laid there, Todoroki's savory taste engulfing me. I had never noticed how sweet my own saliva tasted until his washed onto my tastebuds, reminding me of fall leaves, crisp air and monotonous passion, the kind of passion only Todoroki could achieve. I felt his tongue press into the corners of my mouth, tracing against my own tongue, sending shivers through my body.

He'd pull away, his mismatched eyes flickered with amused passion as I slightly panted. He'd kiss me again, his arms gently wrapped around my waist, my arms around his neck. I found myself craving his taste when we broke away, so much that I almost kissed him again. He brought balance to me, something I had tried to achieve for so long. He was the savory to my sweet, the quiet to my loud, the flame to my ice. I smiled a little at the joke I made, then blinked, feeling hot breath on my neck. What are you doing now? I felt his hand gently take my head to the side, exposing my neck.