Quirk: Hydrokinesis

- Todoroki's POV -

It was around 22:00 when I felt myself begin to get a bit peckish, so I headed through the house towards the kitchen and that's when I heard it. Her distinct laugh through the door, and as I stepped into the room I saw her sat at the kotatsu, a bowl of noodles in front of her. Both she and my older brother Natsuo turned to look at me as I entered the kitchen, and my eyes glanced between the two before I turned away, in fear of my blush creeping up onto my cheeks and embarrassing me.

She was (y/n) (l/n), and I wasn't usually one for sappy romance but she had to be the prettiest girl I had ever seen. She was older than me, nineteen to be exact, and was studying for the same degree as my brother. They were best friends and practically joined at the hip; it definitely wasn't rare to see (y/n) in our home. Seeing them so close however did spark slight jealousy within me, despite the fact I knew they weren't together. I wasn't yet close enough to my brother to understand whether he had feelings for her, but I knew for a fact that I harboured some.

"Oh hey Shoto! How are you?" She asked brightly and I turned to face her again, trying not to let any hint of pink appear on my cheeks.

"Fine thanks," I said simply, starting to sieve through the cupboards to find anything to nibble on.

"Shoto, you're always so blunt," Natsuo said with a light laugh but I ignored him.

"What're you doing here so late?" I asked, avoiding eye contact with her.

"Oh, Natsuo and I were just finishing some work we had to do... but you're right actually, I should probably go, it's getting pretty late plus we have an early seminar tomorrow-,"

"Nah you can stay over," Natsuo said, glancing at me then her. She agreed to this offer and jealousy sparked deeper within me when Natsuo suggested she sleep in his room with her. I ended up childishly walking out of the kitchen without even getting what I had wanted.

- Timeskip - - (y/n)'s POV -

I was hoping more than anything that Endeavour wasn't home as I approached the Todoroki household with Natsuo's drunk form wrapped around me. We had had a fun night out, sure, but it was only 01:00 and he had already drunk way too much. Now, with his arm wrapped around my shoulders I hobbled down his driveway, attempting to carry his weight. "Natuo, I need the keys," I tried my best to get the message across but only slurs escaped his mouth.

"There," he mumbled, pointing to his pocket and I rolled my eyes. I tried to fish through his pockets in an effort to find them, the way in which I was holding him being incredibly awkward for me and if anyone were to see us in this state they would probably suspect something lewd.

"Natsuo, you need to at least try," I scowled at my best friend. I dreaded to think how much Endeavour would judge me if he saw me carrying his son in such a state. I almost had a heart attack when the front door slid open, but thankfully it wasn't the large and intimidating flame hero, it was Shoto standing there instead with wide-eyes. "H-hey," I said awkwardly, realising that the position his brother and I were in looked somewhat suggestive. "So he kind of got blackout drunk... I had to carry him all the way back from the bar," I said quickly, pulling my hand out of his pocket.

"Here," Shoto said, dragging his brothers other arm and using his strength, managed to pull him up quite easily. The two of us walked through the house towards Natsuo's room, finally able to get him on his futon which he had thankfully laid out before going to the bar. He laid there in a heap and I sighed of relief, standing up straight and feeling an aching in my shoulders. I didn't bother to change him out of his clothes and into his pyjamas as he seemed quite content in his normal clothes, given the fact he was already blacked out. I grabbed his bin just in case he needed it, and placed it beside him. "You look tired," Shoto spoke up and I glanced towards him to see him staring at me.

"It was walking him back, he's surprisingly heavy," I admitted, rubbing the back of my head and laughing a little. "Anyway, what are you doing up so late?"

"I was hungry so I made myself some soba. Actually there's some left if you want it?" He asked politely and I smiled, nodding. I saw a slight dust of pink appear on his cheeks making me smile a little more. Natsuo's younger brother had always been so cute, and despite not talking too much he was always so kind, even if he was a little blunt. It was obvious that he was also very attractive, and no doubt all of the girls in his class were head over heels for him. His looks made me go a little weak in the knees, particularly when he smiled which was a very rare treat, although recently I had had the pleasure of seeing it more and more.

I followed him through the house and towards the kitchen, me knowing the layout of the building well as I had been so many times. Upon the table there was indeed perhaps too much soba for one person, so he handed me a dish and told me to help myself which I happily did do. I hadn't drank nearly as much as Natsuo, but still enough to make me a little tipsy so I felt as though I needed this food, it hopefully saving me from too much of a hangover the next morning.

As we sat down to eat, I noticed that Shoto seemed quieter than usual. Despite him being naturally quiet and stoic, there seemed to be something bothering him. I tried to catch his attention multiple times but his eyes were fixated on the table. "Shoto?" I voiced after another couple of moments of silence. He glanced up at me as soon as I said his name, a look of innocence about him. "Are you okay?"

There was another pause, him so clearly being deep in thought. "Are you and Natsuo together?" He suddenly asked as I was taking a sip of the green tea I had poured myself. I spat out the drink in shock, and I couldn't help but laugh. Shoto's cheeks were flushed, and I tried to control my laughter.

"No, of course not, he's like a brother to me Shoto," I chuckled, shivering at the idea of Natsuo and I was a couple. "Plus he has a crush on another girl who I'm trying to set him up with."

"O-oh... I see," he mumbled, helping him take our finished pots towards the kitchen counter.

"Why do you ask?" I questioned the youngest Todoroki and he seemed to freeze on the spot. Suddenly however he had the pots down on the kitchen counter before approaching me at speed. Time seemed to freeze as he stood right in front of me, being on similar height, before slamming his lips against mine.

My knees went weak as he wrapped his arms around my body, and I was yet to kiss back but he was persistent. I was trying to pull away, repeatedly telling myself that this was my best friends younger brother and that I shouldn't be kissing him like this but as he persisted I lost all willpower.

My lips began to move against his, becoming quite hypnotised by him and the way he held onto me tightly. The kiss felt good, it felt right. As our mouths opened our tongues got involved, brushing against each others gently. He pushed me up against the wall, his knee in between my leg and his hands holding onto my wrists as though preventing me from escaping. My heart was beating erratically but he soon pulled away however to look at me properly. "I love you (y/n)," he whispered in his deep voice, my eyes widening before he planted his lips back onto mine.

'H-he- he loves me?!' I exclaimed inside my head, attempting to push away from him but his hold on me was strong. I tried to tell him to wait but he his lips were pressed against mine passionately. I wasn't sure he knew what he had just said or not, the severity of those three words.

Finally when he pulled away I was able to catch my breath, but his piercing heterochromatic eyes gazed on me. "S-Shoto..." I wanted to tell him exactly what was whirling through my mind; the fact he was my best friends brother, the fact I had never thought of him in such ways, the fact I-

"(y/n), I love you," he whispered again, this time a look of longing in his eyes. "And I'll- I'll treat you right... I'll be a good boyfriend, I swear it..."

"S-Shoto... do you have any idea what you're saying?" I questioned nervously, still trying to take his confession in.

"Of course I do. I felt so jealous whenever you were with Natsuo but you've just told me that you're only friends, so will you be my girlfriend?" He seemed determined. Thoughts were whirling around in my head at the speed of light as I stared at an expectant Shoto. I wasn't sure how much time had passed, but with each moment Shoto's face fell more and more, my silence apparently filling him with doubt.

"Shoto, you don't know anything about me," I whispered but he shook his head.

"I see you all the time, I hear you talking and laughing with my brother and each time I hear you laugh I wish it was me that made you do so. I want to be the reason you're smiling, and I want you to come over to this house to see me," he mumbled and I couldn't help but smile, not realising I had had such an effect on him. I thought about him, everything about him, from his looks to his determination and to his kindness. He was sweet and despite being slightly blunt, was always kind to me and now I knew why.

As my thoughts filled with more and more things about Shoto that I had noticed over time, I thought that perhaps giving him a chance wouldn't be such a bad idea. "What about Natsuo?" I asked and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"What about him?"

"Well, do you think he'd have a problem with us?" I asked, Shoto's eyes lighting up slightly as I said 'us'.

"Will it matter?" He asked nonchalantly and I felt my cheeks heat up. I couldn't help but smile, slight feelings for him being awoken inside of me. He took my hand and led me through the house to the lounge were we sat down on one of the sofas, cuddling each other tightly.

"Shoto..." I mumbled, burying my head in his chest as we laid down.

"Hm?"

"I'm not ready to say... what you said to me... but I'd like to give us a try," I mumbled, looking up at him.

"I know you're not ready to say it... I don't even know if you truly like me in that way yet," he said and my eyes widened.

"O-of course I do- I mean, I wouldn't of wanted to be your girlfriend if I didn't feel something," I said quickly, not wanting him to get the wrong idea. He smiled his heart-melting smile and began stroking my hair.

"I guess I just needed you to know the truth... I do love you, (y/n)," he whispered and I nodded. He smiled understandingly, knowing I wasn't ready to return the statement. Instead we pressed our lips together and began kissing passionately, our mouths opening and our tongues getting involved. Despite it being slightly lustful, there was still passion and love as we kissed, his hand cupping my cheek whilst mine ran through his red and white hair.

We were slowly getting carried away, the passion of the kiss turning more and more lustful until suddenly we heard footsteps outside of the lounge door. As the door slid open I leapt up, sitting on the sofa and trying to act as casually as I could whilst Shoto lazily lifted himself to see who had interrupted us. Stood in the doorway was Natsuo, cheeks slightly flushed and eyes slightly squinted. He was gripping the door-frame for stability, so obviously still drunk. "(y/n)?" His speech seemed to have cleared by now, but his voice was deeper than usual and slightly croaky.

"Y-yes!" I squeaked, my voice coming out high-pitched.

"What are you doing here? Shoto?" Natsuo registered his little brother.

"She dragged you back here because you drank to much. We put you to bed," Shoto said, clearly irritated that we had been interrupted.

"Oh... well why don't you stay the night (y/n)?" Natsuo's croaky voice asked and I glanced at Shoto.

"O-okay," I nodded.

"Set up a bed in my room-,"

"No need, I can sort her out," Shoto interrupted, standing up. "Go to bed, Natsuo," he added somewhat sternly, and Natsuo seemed to do as was told, turning and walking down the hall. Shoto turned to face me and held out his hand for me to take, which I happily did. "Although I do only have one futon."

I felt my cheeks heat up as my heart rate accelerated. "I-I don't see a problem with that," I mumbled under my breath, averting my eye contact. In my peripheral vision however I did see him smirking. He took me to his bedroom, not that I saw much of it before he slammed his lips back onto mine. I was having a little difficulty processing tonights events, but I happily kissed Shoto back. Our arms wrapped around each other as we stumbled back into his room, his door sliding shut behind us.

"Are you sure (y/n)? I mean we did only just get together," he whispered, pulling his lips away from mine. He had an excellent point, plus it would be my first time but the fact he was even asking for consent to go further warmed my heart. Not only that but the awoken feelings I had for him fuelled my answer.

"I'm okay with it if you are," I nodded reassuringly and he smiled, planting his lips back on mine. His hands ran from my hips up towards my chest where he carefully cupped my breasts through my top. I let out a little whimper, feeling quite sensitive but he persisted, massaging them gently.

We stumbled back a little until we reached his already laid out futon, the two of us laying back upon it. He was taking charge, not that I minded, and reached for the edges of my top before pulling it off over my head revealing my white bra. I looked away, slightly embarrassed as he stared. "Don't stare," I mumbled, about to cover my chest however he acted first and had his lips upon my cleavage. I bit my lip in an effort to stop a light squeal from leaving my mouth as he left ghostly kisses on my neck and chest, then pulling down my bra to reveal my breasts fully.

He started to pinch at my nipples, pulling at them and apparently trying to coax a moan from me. "W-wait," I breathed, a sense of realisation coming to me.

"What?" Shoto asked, not stopping his action.

"I-Isn't Natsuo's room next door?" I was slightly panicked.

"So?" Shoto asked, his lips then on my nipple. I covered my mouth with my hand to prevent a moan escaping, and if it felt this good now I dreaded to think how I'd cope later. His hands decided to continue exploring my body, them landing on my naked thigh and teasing me by brushing upwards underneath the skirt I was wearing. I felt that it was unfair that he was still fully clothed, but I was distracted by my thoughts when his fingertip landed on my covered core.

"Shoto," I hissed, my head lulling back as he kept up his actions. I was getting sexually frustrated, so suddenly sat up catching him off guard. I pushed him onto his back and went straight for his trousers, his hardened member already forming a tent. I smirked and tugged his trousers down, then pulling his member from the confines of his boxers. It stood proudly at almost seven inches, pre-cum leaking from the tip. "You've gotten this excited just from touching me a little?"

"I've wanted you for so long, can you blame me?" He said, smirking a little and I felt my cheeks heat up at this confession. I distracted myself by grasping ahold of his member, pumping it and feeling it twitch in my hand. It was satisfying seeing Shoto's pleasure-filled expression stare at me longingly, so I decided to take it a step further. I wrapped my lips around the tip, a small groan leaving his mouth as I got to work, running my tongue along the underside of his dick, licking the tip before plunging it back into my mouth all whilst pumping the base which I couldn't quite fit. With my free hand I massaged his balls, and I made sure to keep eye contact as his lustful gaze never left me.

Judging by the way in which he was twitching in my mouth, and the small grunts he was emitting it seemed as though he was close to cumming. It was then that he pulled me off of his dick, panting a little. "I don't want to cum just yet," he said and I smirked, nodding.

Suddenly he had me on my hands and knees, my skirt raised and my underwear pulled down. My core was soaked in desperate want, and I had to quickly bury my head in Shoto's pillows as soon as he inserted one of his fingers. I didn't want to be too loud, I couldn't be too loud in fear of waking Natsuo up, despite the fact he was probably back to being in a drunken deep sleep. It seemed as though Shoto was desperate to coax moans from me though, as he began licking my clit and thrusting two fingers inside of me.

"S-Shoto," I could feel tears of pleasure come to my eyes already and I seriously doubted how long I'd be able to keep on going. My release was etching closer and closer with each thrust of his fingers, and I suddenly found myself letting out a loud squeal, moaning my new boyfriends name as I tried to bite the pillow in a fruitless attempt to say quiet, cumming all over his fingers.

"Hmm," he pulled them out and I turned to see him put them in his mouth, licking them.

"D-don't do that!" I hissed but he just chuckled. Leaving me in the position I was in, he went to a near chest of drawers and pulled out a packet of condoms, slipping one from its packaging and sliding it onto his incredibly hard member.

I gulped as he wandered back over, kneeling down behind me. "You sure?" He asked again and I nodded, bracing myself.

"I-it's my first time though... so be careful," I whispered and he nodded in understanding. Slowly he pushed the tip in, and thanks to how wet I was plus the lube already on the condom it was able to slide in fairly comfortably. As he pushed more and more in though, my sensitive core began to feel overwhelmed and I had to bury my head into the pillow again to prevent myself from moaning loudly. If I was able to scream out Shoto's name then I would but given the circumstances I had to remain as quiet as I could. "S-Shoto," I whispered, looking back at him, seeing him with desperation in his eyes and gritted teeth. He looked undeniably sexy, and it was less than a second after I had nodded, hinting at him to go before he started ramming into me ruthlessly.

The pleasure was so incredible and so intense that my voice got caught in my throat. My eyes were wide and my back arched backwards with each thrust he dealt me. Not only that but his dick was reaching so deep inside of me it was hitting pleasure points even I didn't know existed. His grip on my bum was tight as he desperately thrusted himself in and out, giving me barely any time to breathe. My mind was completely blank as white hot pleasure ran through me, and I could already feel myself reaching another orgasm.

My whole body was trembling and I felt completely weak for him as the tip of his dick abused my g-spot, his rapid yet consistent thrusting sending me into overdrive. "You feel so good," he grunted in his sexily deep voice, it being like a drug to me. I could barely respond, the wind being knocked out of my stomach each time he thrusted. "I'm gonna cum-,"

"M-me too-," I attempted to say but all that was able to come out were simple slurs. I was chewing on my lip desperately, saliva dribbling from the corner of my mouth and tears leaking from my eyes as he dealt me such intense pleasure. My body twitched as my orgasm washed over me like a tsunami, my whole body feeling nothing but immense pleasure. I had never felt anything like it, and I once again had to attempt to bite the pillow to stop my moans from being too loud.

"Fuck-," he growled being me, slamming into me one last time before cumming into the condom. His harsh grip on my bum was likely to leave marks but right now I was on too much of a high to care. As soon as he had pulled out I collapsed onto my front, panting heavily. Lazily I glanced behind me to see Shoto pull off the cum-filled condom and tie up the end before discarding it. He came to lay down beside me, chuckling a little at how much he had tired me out. "You okay?" He asked gently, brushing his hand through my hair.

"I think so," I mumbled and he chuckled again. He was able to move me around so that the pair of us were in a more comfortable position: us laid on our backs with me body cuddled against his, using his chest as a pillow.

"I'm glad I can call you my girlfriend now (y/n)," he mumbled, kissing my head sweetly.

"Hm, me too," I smiled before drifting off into a deep sleep, pleased with the evenings events.