Whatever words he'd wanted to say were replaced by a high-pitched, needy keen.
Shouto's tongue bordered on sinful, and his fingers were even better--
--actually, he couldn't tell which was better. When the two of them were drunk, giggly, and their respective partners were fast asleep, Ochaco'd tried asking him about it, but it led into a thirty minute ramble-fest that ended with Izuku swearing that Shouto had a sex quirk and was secretly descended from incubi.
But Shouto could have been terrible at sex with all the grace of an elephant on a trapeeze, and he would have still loved every moment of his time with him. Love was funny that way, and made even the most mundane into something amazing beyond words.
He lifted his hips, grinding his ass into those fingers as much as he dared.
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Date: 2020-01-25 02:45 am (UTC)Shouto's tongue bordered on sinful, and his fingers were even better--
--actually, he couldn't tell which was better. When the two of them were drunk, giggly, and their respective partners were fast asleep, Ochaco'd tried asking him about it, but it led into a thirty minute ramble-fest that ended with Izuku swearing that Shouto had a sex quirk and was secretly descended from incubi.
But Shouto could have been terrible at sex with all the grace of an elephant on a trapeeze, and he would have still loved every moment of his time with him. Love was funny that way, and made even the most mundane into something amazing beyond words.
He lifted his hips, grinding his ass into those fingers as much as he dared.