That noise shouldn't have been as satisfying as it was.

But oh, oh, that was a shiver. From the sound of his voice, the hint of a carnal promise that Izuku knew would leave them both satisfied...the anticipation gave him goosebumps, made his head buzz and his heart race.

And now he was leaning forward, and--

Oh, yes.

It had been years since their first kiss, awkward and spontaneous with all the grace as two teenagers in love could possibly be, but even after all these years, every kiss felt as exciting as that first time. The way Shouto's mouth moved against his, the warmth of their mouths and the tickle of their mingling breath on his lips.

Izuku could never stop at just one kiss. It was a bad habit of his, sometimes leading to attempts to neck Shouto like a teenager thirty minutes before they had to leave for work.

But they didn't have to go to work right now. There were no pressing appointments to hold him back.

He could touch and kiss as much as he wanted.

Izuku moaned softly, kissing Shouto long, tender and deep.

"Shou," he whispered between kisses, "Mmmm. I need you."

Izuku's arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him close.