Yeah, he wasn't going to deny that, deep in the back of Izuku's mind, he was hoping for this reaction. For Shouto to pin him to the bed and look at him like that.

Or to make that noise in the back of his throat.

He moaned, loud and wanting, against Shouto's lips. His tongue was absolutely sinful in Izuku's mouth, and he wanted to feel more of it. So, so much more.

Being pinned like this, being devoured -- he felt wanted. Needed.

He raised his hips, trying to rub against Shouto just a bit to give himself some much-needed friction.