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TFLN Overflow -- Tender Healing (For Halfcoldandhalfhot) [NSFW]

Last time on.....Texts from Last Night

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Izuku's wardrobe malfunctions were almost a running joke at the agency; no matter how hard the R&D staff worked to make it combat ready, with enough gadgets, improved fabrics, and padding to rival something the SDF would wear on a normal day, it always seemed to tear like tissue paper every few months.

Honestly, he was lucky that so much money went in their agency's Support team, or else repairing his tattered suits would have started getting taken out of his paychecks by now.

"I think I lost count after the fifth or sixth."

For as long as they were together, Shouto's gentle fingers always made Izuku shiver like he was touching him for the first time. His forehead buzzed where his boyfriend's lips touched, and warmth spread from his face to the tips of his toes.

Even after a few years, being with him like this never got old.

Izuku hummed softly and leaned into him..

"It was near the end of my patrol, and I got a message about a potential disturbance over by the Musutafu Art Festival. So I went to see what was going on."

He closed his eyes..

"I get there and see one of the vendors screaming at a kid. Apparently the kid told him that his katanas were low quality, and that he was openly scamming people. I tried to defuse the situation, but the guy wouldn't back down. He actually grabbed a weapon from his stall and tried to get past me to hit the kid with it. I kind of...tanked the first hit, as you can see."

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Shouto always felt an inner thrill whenever Izuku got like this. It wasn't because he was completely pliant and responsive underneath him that did it, even though that was a wonderful feeling, knowing he could do whatever he wanted and Izuku would let him. No, it was the pure sheer trust that gave him that feeling, that Izuku trusted him so implicitly that he gave up complete control to him. It made his breath catch in such a way that he almost felt like he couldn't breathe for a moment if he really sat and thought about it, the magnitude of what it meant. With his quirk at this point in their lives, Izuku could easily overpower Shouto in terms of pure strength. Yet he chose not to. Because he trusted him. Because he loved him.

The least Shouto could do in return for that trust and love was make Izuku feel amazing. He started trailing kisses down along Izuku's neck and torso, stopping at the other nipple that had been neglected, swirling his tongue around it before sucking on it gently. His hand crept down, down, down, until his fingertips teased lightly at Izuku's entrance.

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.

Shouto could probably go on a thirty minute ramble-fest about Izuku too, if you were able to keep him talking that long. Such was the nature of love indeed. He didn't necessarily think he was good at sex, he just tried his best to make Izuku feel good, and if it paid off while he got something out of it himself, then perfect.

"You're eager," he murmured against Izuku's skin, trailing a path of kisses down along his stomach now. He was half torn between wanting to move back up to claim Izuku's mouth again or continuing to move down to get his mouth around something else instead, so he decided to just ask instead. "Do you want me to take you in my mouth while I stretch you...?" Even while he said that, he followed Izuku's silent request up, working a single finger inside him to begin with.

"Can't help it," Izuku moaned, giving him a dark, hungry stare. "S'been a while."

'Been a while', in Izuku-speak, was 'three days or more', which considering their schedules lately, wasn't surprising. So he was an insatiable monster, sue him.

And the thought of Shouto's mouth on his dick?

"Please" couldn't come out of his mouth fast enough.

Shouto snorted in quiet amusement when Izuku said it had been awhile. He really didn't mind how insatiable Izuku was though. It made him feel more confident about his ability to please his boyfriend, the way Izuku always seemed to crave him. Shouto would be lying if he said he didn't inwardly crave Izuku all the time either. He'd just gotten really good at holding his emotions for the other young man in check way back in high school before he'd confessed, and it just had stuck around. ... At least when it came to sexual things.

While Izuku seemed to be an insatiable monster when it came to sex, Shouto was an insatiable monster when it came to physical affection. He always wanted to be holding or touching at least some part of Izuku, if not holding him completely in his arms. He hadn't had very much affection in his life since he was 5, so when he'd finally had a chance to receive some by gaining Izuku as a boyfriend, he'd latched on to him hard, figuratively and physically. And, well, sex was just an extension of physical affection, wasn't it...? A way to be even closer to Izuku physically, their bodies melding together into one.

Scooting down so he could reach Izuku's cock more comfortably, he continued to work a single finger deeper inside while he took the tip into his mouth and sucked on it lightly in a teasing manner.

Shouto was just so good to him.

No, not just for the sex, though holy shit, he was amazing. His mouth was amazing, his fingers were amazing.

It was the intimacy, too. The way he touched him, always trying to stay close and have some form of contact, as though Izuku was as much a beloved stuffed animal as he was a boyfriend. Even with their friends on group movie nights or lunch dates, Izuku tried to do his best to keep some part of them in contact, ranging from laying his head on Shouto's shoulder to holding his hand under the table.

Sex. Cuddling. Sitting in the kitchen and quietly eating a late dinner together at 2 in the morning.

It was all an extension of the same thing, wasn't it? Showing their love for one another?

"Ah--" his voice was softer now. Higher pitched. More desperate. "So good...You're...amazing...Nnn..."

When he was far younger and far less experienced, Izuku might have felt a touch...awkward that he babbled so much, whispering praises and endearments without any embarrassment or shame. When it felt this good?

Fuck inhibitions.

Shouto loved it whenever Izuku babbling, no matter what he was babbling about. And if he was babbling mindlessly while Shouto was pleasuring him, well, then he knew he was accomplishing his goal.

He worked his mouth down more around Izuku, using his tongue to swirl it around the length before started to bob his head while sucking lightly, not wanting him to come too quickly. He searched around for that specific area inside Izuku with his finger, rubbing against it teasingly a few times once he found it, before he pulled back and started carefully working another finger in. Just enough to give Izuku a taste of things to come when something bigger replaced his fingers.

Oh, oh, oh, there it was.

"Shouto!"

Izuku tried to keep his hips down, tried to keep them from lifting off the bed, but holy shit was that hard. He wanted to make this easier for Shouto, after all. Though if he'd gone all-out on his cock when he'd touched his prostate?

He would have come, and he wasn't ashamed to admit that.

"So good, you're so good...I love you..."

Edited 2020-09-23 10:14 (UTC)

He really really loved it when Izuku said his name like that.

Shouto hummed in response to acknowledge that he had heard Izuku, continuing to lave his cock with his tongue in a slow, leisurely manner so it would feel good but not have Izuku coming too quickly, assuming that Izuku wanted to come after Shouto was inside him since he didn't say otherwise.

He adjusted his free hand to grip firmly on Izuku's hip in an effort to help him keep his hips down, working his fingers deeper into the other's body and every so often rubbing a fingertip against that spot inside, again keeping it enough so it would keep Izuku feeling good but not so much that he would come from it anytime soon.

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