Warning! Lemon approaching, sexual content in this oneshot! This is quite a short one in comparison to some of my others, but it's just as sweet!

Quirk: Hydrokinesis 

 The wedding was everything I could've dreamt of. My pure white wedding dress with its long train flowing behind me, all my friends and family standing and watching me walk with my father up to the alter where my soon to be husband stood. My heart fluttered at the sight of his gorgeous smile as he turned to see me walking towards him. My father kissed me on the cheek before handing me over to Shoto who took my hands delicately, apparently unable to take his eyes off of me, something I reciprocated as he looked so incredibly handsome in his tuxedo.

I couldn't help the tears welling up in my eyes when Shoto took my wedding ring from Izuku (his best man) and placed it gently on my finger, whispering a quick "I love you," under his breath. I took Shoto's wedding ring from my maid of honour, Rio, and gently placed it on his finger, noticing a tear fall down his cheek as he smiled brightly. I had rarely seen him smile so much, the last time being when I said "Yes," over a year ago.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Shoto took no time in wrapping his arms around me and pulling me in for a passionate kiss. Briefly I heard our small audience cheer and clap before I was taken into the world of just Shoto and I, feeling his soft lips against mine. Gently we pulled apart but remained close, loving the warmth of each other. "Well, Mrs Todoroki, shall I walk you back down the isle?" He said with a cheeky smile.

"I'm never gonna get tired of you saying that," I laughed, him taking my hand and us walking back down, into the back room and out of sight.

The reception came, meaning the speeches did as well. Shoto was holding my hand tightly at the table as my father stood up, his prompt cards in hand, ready to give his speech. By the end of his speech, most of the room was crying, including me, and Shoto had to hold onto me tightly to comfort me. After my dads speech came Izuku's, something which Shoto had told me he was dreading. Izuku started with the fact that when they first met, Shoto was the most anti-sociable, straight-faced person he had ever met making everyone laugh and making Shoto put his head in his hands. Izuku being Izuku however managed to put an incredibly emotional spin on the speech which by the end had Shoto forcing himself not to cry.

Once the food and wine was consumed, everyone made their way to the disco ready for Shoto and my first dance. Everyone gathered in a circle around us intimidating me slightly, but when Shoto wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in close, all of that flew away. As the music started it was just us, swaying back and forth to the music, my arms and his neck tightly. Occasionally he would spin me around, and once the music stopped he pulled me in for another kiss, our small crowd clapping and whistling. Then the actual disco started, couples joining us on the dance floor, laughing and drinking away. The whole day had felt incredibly romantic and I had loved every second of it. It definitely beat my expectations and too soon it was over, everyone wishing us well and making their way home. Thankfully though, we still had the honeymoon.

- Timeskip -

Shoto being Shoto had managed to get us a private plane all the way over to our destination: the Caribbean. We had booked an incredible villa that was even more impressive when we got there, sitting on a small cliff with carved steps leading down to a private beach. The whole villa was white; white shutters, white walls, white wicker furniture on the balcony which had white railings and white stone flooring. There was a stunning pool round the back which had white stepping stones across it, and a beautiful modern sun lounging sofa on the side. The interior was very modern but suited the rest of the villa very well, and I was so excited to get settled and relaxed.

"This is so beautiful, Shoto," I said, looking out at the view from our balcony.

"You deserve the best," he whispered, hugging me from behind and kissing my neck. I turned to kiss him properly, ready for a whole two weeks of passion abroad before we had to head back home and delve into the paperwork and hero work we would've missed. "We'll get unpacked, then there's a market I want to take you to closer into town," he said and I nodded, having a quick shower before we went.

The town was stunning. Shoto held onto my hand tightly as we walked around the rustic streets, the heat begging us to stay outside. We sat in a beautiful bar on the beach drinking cocktails, laughing and watching the small waves crash against the soft sand. He took me around the market, putting various necklaces up against my neck and deciding to buy me one with a shell on, and matching earrings. There were plenty of exotic fruits and foods as well, so we ended up buying mangos, freshly squeezed orange juice and papayas, ready to be consumed later that evening.

A few days into the holiday, Shoto told me he had a special surprise waiting for me down at the beach. We hadn't gone to the beach yet, so I was very intrigued. He took a bag with towels, the orange juice from the market and sun cream in it, then held my hand as we walked together down to the beach. As we approached the sandy cove, I spotted a small rustic boat on the shore. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at my new husband, but he simply smiled. We walked across the sand, stopping directly in front of the boat. "Hop in," he said with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"What are you planning?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Just trust me," he threw in the bag and helped me into the boat before pushing it out and hoping in himself. He started the motor and began sailing it out around the cliffs. I stared at him, intrigued and his smirk just grew. "There," he said, nodding over his shoulder. I turned around and saw the most amazing thing.

Anchored in the middle of the next cove was an incredible sailing yacht with a huge mast bearing a bright white sail. It was incredibly fashionable and looked incredibly expensive but it truly was beautiful. I couldn't help but gasp and stare in awe as we approached it and moored right next to the ladder leading up to the deck. Without hesitation I climbed up onto the soft wood flooring, seeing low cushioned seats around the main deck. Towards the back of the boat there was some steps leading down to the interior of the boat, a classic door with a small round window on it separating it from the outside. Behind that there was the large classic wheel of the boat with a fancy sofa behind it. It was a truly stunning boat.

"Do you like it?" Shoto's voice came from behind me.

"Shoto, I love it!" I squealed, eager to look around.

"Check this out," he said, adjusting the sofa's on the main deck, them being able to form a bed.

"She's beautiful, this is all so overwhelming," I gasped. He smiled at my happiness and came to wrap his arms around my waist tightly.

"I'm glad you like it because... well... I bought her," he said, pecking my nose.

"Huh?"

"This yacht is ours, and so is the villa. I bought them both so we could always come back here whenever we wanted," he said and my heart raced with love for this man.

"R-really?" I asked, gobsmacked and he nodded. "Shoto! You're amazing!" I squealed, jumping in his arms as he held me in the air.

"I'm glad you like it. Fancy going for a swim?" He asked and I nodded quickly. We put the bottles of orange juice is a net which we lowered into the sea so that they'd stay cool before stripping down to our swimming clothes. I was already wearing my bikini underneath my clothes so I simply left them on the side, held onto Shoto hands and we both jumped into the water together. It was refreshing; cool but not too cold, the perfect temperature for swimming.

I resurfaced from the jump and looked around but couldn't see my new husband anywhere. A sudden panic was replaced with a big jump as he had swam underneath me and pulled on my legs. As he surfaced, his hair flat against his head he couldn't help but laugh and I shoved him playfully before laughing myself. We swam together, splashing each other with the warm water and laughing. He pulled me up close to his body, his skin addictively warm as we kicked our feet to keep us afloat and held onto each other tightly. He was staring at me lovingly making my heart go wild as he pulled me in for a passionate kiss. "I love you," he mumbled when we broke apart.

"I love you too Shoto. And this whole thing... it's incredible," I said. He simply smiled and we continued to play fight in the water, swimming around the boat sat in the beautiful cove. After half an hour we decided to relax and sunbathe on the boat, so I climbed the ladder leading back up with Shoto following me. I ran a towel over me just to get rid of the dripping water but I wanted to dry off in the warm sun mainly, so relaxed on the bed-like seat. Shoto came and lied next to me, very closely and I could tell by the devilish look in his eye what he was thinking.

Us both acting at the same time, we leaned in and pressed our lips against each others, our sweet kiss soon turning passionate as we opened our mouths to let our tongues press against one another's. He leant over me, cupping my cheek as his body pressed against mine. I whimpered, loving his dominance and I couldn't help but run my hands up his gorgeously chiselled body. "Mm, Shoto," I mumbled, and I felt his smirk against my lips.

He broke away from the kiss and looked down at me, staring and apparently soaking in my features. He looked down to my body too and I started to blush, quite self conscious about my body image. "You're beautiful," he whispered.

"I love you so much," I said before I could stop myself, and wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him down into another kiss, this time even more passionate then the first. Our tongues brushed against each others and his hands went from my waist, up my body to my breasts. I moaned as he began massaging them, pulling my bikini top down so he could get to my nipple. "Mm, Shoto," I mumbled as his lips travelled from mine down to my neck. "Feels so good."

"I love your soft skin (y/n)," he mumbled, the vibrations of his voice sending chills down my spine. His hands worked their way to my back, pulling the tie of my bikini top and ripping it quickly from my body. I smirked at his work, my hands exploring every part of his torso. His lips suddenly attached themselves to my breasts, sucking on my nipples making me cry out in sudden pleasure. He caught me off guard, making me moan out his name as I ran my hands through his soft hair. He flicked his tongue back and forth against my erect nipple, electric impulses being sent right through my body. His hands roamed my body whilst mine rested on his shoulder, and I could feel his slowly lower themselves further and further down until they reached my bikini pants.

"Sh-Shoto!" I moaned, him slowly pulling down my bottoms. I could feel a prodding against my leg and knew it was his large erection, which only made me even more hungry for him. "P-please!"

"Please what?" He mumbled against my skin as he switched breast.

"Don't make me beg," I hissed.

"You're going to have to if you want to get what you want," he smirked, his lips travelling teasingly to my stomach. I whimpered and bit my lip, determined not to give up. "No? Hmm..." he mumbled, lifting himself back up so he was face to face with me. He suddenly dived into my neck, nibbling away at my sweet spot straight away. His fingers lingered on the side of my bikini bottoms in an attempt to tease me. Unfortunately, it was working.

"S-Shoto..." I whispered, trying not to give in but it was difficult when he was pleasuring me so much. "S-Shoto!"

"Tell me what you want, (y/n)," he mumbled against my skin, his icy breath sending chills down my spine. It was this that caused me to give in.

"P-please, let me have you!" I cried out louder then I intended, my hands reaching down to grab his strong erection. I was surprised; usually if it was this strong he would never of held back but it obviously seemed as though he wanted me to beg. "I want your hard cock! Please Shoto!"

"As you wish, but lets have a bit of fun first," he smirked, pulling down his trunks to reveal his erect monster. He straddled my stomach and directed his member in between my breasts, taking ahold of them and surrounding himself with them. The tip was poking out of the top, very near my mouth as he began thrusting back and forth, between my breasts. I stared at his pleasure filled face, over the moon that I could make him feel this way. He was grunting and groaning, apparently hypnotised by the fact his dick was thrusting in between my breasts. I decided to lift my head up a bit and lick his tip every time he thrusted towards my face. This added to his grunting and soon enough I felt his twitch against my body. Before I could say anything, he ejaculated all over my face and chest making me smile in satisfaction.

"You're still hard baby," I observed, staring at his member.

"Of course I am, I'm desperate for the main event... but before that I want to give you pleasure," he said, getting off of me and working his way down my body towards my womanhood. He pulled down my bikini bottoms leaving me completely naked in front of him, him staring at my body. Despite being together for years, he somehow still made me flustered. He lowered his head towards my womanhood, locking his mouth against it making me cry out in pleasure. He ran his tongue through my folds repeatedly, my hands immediately gripping onto his hair as I cried out in ecstasy. He always knew of the right ways and my favourite spots of my area, and he began exploiting them to his hearts content.

"S-Shoto, that feels so good," I groaned, unable to hold back. He brought his fingers up and started inserting them as his tongue focussed on my clit. I cried out loudly, him thrusting his fingers fast making me breath heavily. I was getting closer and closer, unable to hold back as I clutched onto his hair tighter and repeatedly breathed his name. "Shoto... I-I'm gonna- c-cum!" I moaned, throwing my head back as I released onto his face. "S-so good," I whimpered.

He lifted himself up and crawled over me again with a satisfied smirk across his face. He pressed his lips against mine once more, me still tasting a bit of myself on him. "I love you, (y/n) Todoroki," he mumbled against me and my heart went wild.

"I'll never get tired of hearing you call me that," I said, my arms wrapped tightly around his muscular neck. He smiled, pulling away from my lips and looking deep into my (e/c) eyes as I felt him align himself with my entrance. I nodded and he slowly entered himself, us both moaning and gasping out. "Agh!"

"You're always so tight," he groaned. I nodded again, indicating that he can move which he happily did so with quite a bit of force. I couldn't help but shout out his name as he pulled almost all the way out before slamming himself back inside of me. All that could be heard was our moans, skin slapping and the gentle waves against the boat. "(y-y/n), you're so wet."

"Y-you make me this- ngh- wet!" I could barely finish my sentence as only moans came out, him ruthlessly pounding into me in missionary. He suddenly decided to change it up a bit, pulling out and turning me on my side. He spooned me, entering me from behind and lifted my top leg up. We had done this position quite a few times but each time it was just as exciting, as it felt so good and so different. "S-Shoto- Shoto! Shoto!"

"I love hearing you scream out my name," he groaned in my ear before nibbling on it. Every time he touched me, kissed me, talked dirty to me I couldn't help but go weak and become putty in his hands. He hypnotised me every single time and the pleasure intensified as I looked back and saw his handsome face. His large member began reaching the edge of my womb making me cry out, me having to stuff my fist in my mouth to stop me being too loud. "It's okay, let it out," he whispered, taking my hand away from my mouth and holding it tightly. I did as I was told, unable to stop myself as I cried out his name again desperately, the pleasure of him pounding hard into me becoming too much. "(y/n), I-I'm close," he grunted. I tried to convey that I too was close but the only sound that left my mouth was a scream, his member twitching inside of me.

"Y-yes, YES!" He groaned, and I felt him release his load inside of me. Feeling him fill me up made me cum, squirting all over his member. I collapsed my leg, him still inside of me as I breathed heavily, trying to catch my breath. It was a moment later that I realised he was still hard. "(y/n)... again?"

"Absolutely," I said, still drunk on pleasure. He smirked and pulled out of me, standing me up and pushing me against the mast of the boat. It was a good job we were the only boat moored in this cove otherwise we'd be putting on quite a show. Immediately he took ahold of my bum, squeezing it so tightly I couldn't help but mewl as he spread the cheeks apart, entering me roughly. "SHOTO!"

"You're covered in cum," he grunted as he immediately started hitting my womb with his tip.

"W-who's fault is t-that?" I whined, clutching onto the mast, my breasts bouncing up against it.

"I love fucking you like this," he moaned, leaning over and placing one hand on my breast and another on my clit.

"S-Shoto! N-not both... I-I'll go c-crazy... Shoto!"

"Go crazy for me (y/n), scream for me," he moaned in my ear, then biting it like before. I ended up granting his wish, unable to hold back my cries. "I'm g-gonna fuck you like this at least twice everyday on this honeymoon," he grunted, staring down lustfully at my body. I couldn't even speak; only moans were escaping my mouth, moans and his name. "Y-yes Mrs Todoroki... mmph, y-yes!"

"I-I... cum- c-cumming- Shoto, Shoto, Shoto!"

"(y/n), scream it, cum for me!"

"I'm cumming- I'm gonna- cum- ahh!"

"Yes (y/n), I'm going to cum deep in your pussy!"

I felt him fill my pussy up yet again, it spilling down my legs as he cried out loudly in ecstasy. The way he gripped onto my hips tightly as though he never wanted to let go was sending electrical impulses through my body, and I too couldn't help but add to the cum already filling me up. I felt him pull out and immediately I collapsed to the deck, panting heavily and feeling a pool form underneath me. I looked back at my naked husband, him panting and smirking at how pleasured he had made me feel. I couldn't help but giggle a little bit, my legs too weak to be able to stand.

"Did you feel good?" He asked, handing me a towel.

"Of course it did," I said. "Did it for you?"

"It always does," he smirked, leaning in and kissing me passionately. I headed towards the bathroom we had on the yacht and got myself cleaned up, him doing the same once I had finished. Dressed again in only our swimming clothes, we decided to start on he picnic we had brought along on the boat, fishing the now cooled orange juice out of the sea and chopping up the fruit we had bought from the market. He fed me cubes of mango as we sat on the sofa-bed, me tucked under his arm on his cool side. Occasionally he would kiss my head romantically and I would trace my fingers over his chiselled abs.

"I still can't believe you bought the yacht and villa," I said after we finished the mangos.

"I wanted to be able to come back to our honeymoon anytime we wanted," he said. He was rarely this romantic, despite him being such a heartthrob and I was absolutely loving it.

"You're the best husband I could've ever wished for," I mumbled, nudging my head against his chest. I felt him smile as he kissed my head lovingly, us both peacefully relaxing on our beautiful boat in this beautiful cove. It really couldn't be any more perfect.