izuku pov
i wiggle around in the seat, the plug prodding at my sweet spot. i bite my lip hard and look down, attempting to hide my red face. that was until we got to a red light and i felt todoroki jerk my face up, his fingers digging into my cheeks. i whimper and look at him, my face flushed and lip bruised.he narrows his eyes and smirks, "if you keep biting you'll bruise those pretty lips of yours"
i nod my head and he rubs my bottom lip "don't tell me you got all flustered just from that" i whimper and shake my head. he just chuckles and roughly pushes me back into the seat. he starts driving with one hand and roughly massages my thigh with the other.
from the intense pleasure of the overstimulation and him touching my thigh i could feel myself getting hard. i bite my lip again and squeeze my legs tightly. he squeezes my thigh at a painful strength and i whimper. i look at him with confusion and he glares "i told you to stop biting yourself like that."
i nod and stop immediately. he releases his hard squeeze and focuses back on the road. but that was enough to do it, my shorts were painfully tight. i squeeze my legs together in an attempt to try and hide it but it just increases the friction. i moan softly and slightly arch my back "m-mmm~".
that was enough for todoroki to snap his head over to me with wide eyes. i blush under his lingering stare and he just chuckles. "wow, are you really so much of a slut you got hard just from that~?" i nod shamefully and he just smirks. he pulls the car into the restaurant parking lot and unbuckles. he chuckles again and looks at me "cmon let's go eat"
i furrow my brows "b-but-" his eyes narrow and his voice goes sharp "now." i flinch and nod my head, getting out of the car and trying to hold my hands over my hard on. he hands me a hoodie and i look at him confused. "put it on"
he wants me to wear his hoodie? oh god i barely even know him but already all this. oh who am i kidding, i just fucked a guy i barely knew for 2 hours. Besides he seems kind...ish? god he is hot tho, i don't think i've ever seen anyone quite as attractive as him. Plus he's just my type, rough. what? i can't help that i'm a masochist
i nod and slip on the hoodie, it passes my shorts and reaches my mid thigh. i blush and bite my lip out of habit. he glares and yanks me face closer to his, "keep disobeying me and i'll have to put those bruised lips to better use" he smirks and let's go. he starts walking to the restaurant and i follow behind like a lost puppy. i can hear him chuckle and i blush all the way up to my ears
fuck even his laugh is hot..such a deep voice..
i can't help but imagine what'd it be like to hear his voice in my ear while he fucked me raw..god... i snap out of thought when someone bumps my behind, the friction reminding me of the small object in my ass. "mmph!" they apologize and look at me weirdly. i just blush and nod.
todoroki looks at me weirdly and i look down shamefully. he tells them whatever info they need to know. I hadn't listened to most of it until i caught the end of the last sentence "...me and him will be going to the bathroom first though" my thoughts go wild
the bathroom?! he already wants to do it?! oh god he'll see the plug! and that guys cum! w-wait we're in public! and a restroom in a restaurant seriously?! i expect that of some model who's just looking for a piece of ass. but i thought maybe he actually liked me...
i look down sadly at the last thought and follow him to the restroom. he automatically pushes me into the big stall. he glares at me "what the fuck is going on?" i look at him in confusion. he just roughly pushes me against the wall, "you've never gotten all hot and bothered by all the other shit i did today?" i look down shamefully remembering when i jacked off after he got a bit aggressive.
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Fanfictiontodoroki is a CEO of a modeling agency and izuku desperately needs money so when his friend offered him a gig he really didn't feel comfortable with it but he felt even less comfortable with no money so he goes for it! With the trauma of an ex and...