I let out a happy sigh. I don't think I've ever been this full of cum in my life.

"Everything okay?" Shoto asked as he was sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Oh yeah." I said with a giant smile on my face. "All great here." I told him. He finished slipping his pants around his ankles and managed to stand, and stay standing, in order to put them on. "Why in such a rush?" I asked him and turned onto my side.

"I have to study for the upcoming test." He told me as he did his belt.

"Why? You're already one of the smartest people in class." I said. "I'm sure you can spare to not study for this one test."

"I have to maintain my grades." He told me. "My father would be furious if I received a lower grade because I slacked off."

"You'll have to tell me about him sometime." I told Shoto, and he turned to look at me. "Your father." I clarified.

Already knew the basics at this point. His father was Enji Todoroki, A.K.A the current number one hero Endeavor.

"I don't think either of us would enjoy that." He told me and I couldn't help but laugh. "May I have my shirt back?" He questioned me and I looked down at my chest to see I was still wearing his gray shirt.

"Are you sure you want it back?" I asked him, sitting up and getting on my knees. "I mean it's all sweaty now, and wrinkled." I said teasing him by pulling it tighter to my body. And it was in fact a little sweaty, as I hadn't taken it off during the couple more rounds that we went after his breakdown.

"I don't think it would be appropriate for me to walk around the dorms without a shirt on." He told me. I smiled, deciding to hold off on how much I teased him. Especially since I'm sure his proper little brain doesn't understand it.

I lifted my arms into the air and stared at him. He stared right back at me, unsure of what I was doing.

"Take it off me." I whispered a hint to him, and he flinched a little, realizing that's what I wanted.

"Oh." He said and grabbed the bottom edge of the shirt and lifted it up. As he lifted it away from my body I replaced it with a different comfortable shirt along with a pair of shorts.

Shoto held his shirt in his hands and stared at my chest for a moment before slipping his shirt back on.

"Disappointed?" I asked him.

"About what?" He asked me.

"Not getting to see my naked chest." I offered a suggestion.

"I saw it earlier." He told me and fixed his shirt so it was less wrinkled.

"But you wanted to see them again, didn't you?" I questioned him. It didn't take me looking into his desires to know he wanted to. He hesitated a moment before heading towards the door. I laughed a little as I followed him to walk him out.

Stepping through my doorway he turned back to me.

"I will see you at dinner." He told me, and I leaned against the inside of my doorway.

"I don't know, I'm pretty full." I told him and patted my stomach. "I don't know if I'll be hungry for dinner." He smirked a little but cleared his throat to wipe it off his face.

"Well, then I'll see you later." He told me and went to walk away.

"Hey, wait a second." I said and grabbed his wrist. He stopped and gave me his attention. "Do you regret it?" I asked him.

"Regret what?" He asked and his head tilted to the side.

"Trying my aphrodisiac?" I asked. "Sleeping with me?"

"Why would I?" He asked.

"Well, you didn't have a clear mind." I said. "And I know it was your first time."

"Yes?" He said and waited for me to continue.

"You don't feel like I took advantage of you?" I asked him.

"No, if anything I would think it's the other way around." He told me.

"How so?" I asked him. Confused about how he would take advantage of me.

"Well, I put you in a compromising position." He said. "I accused you of trying to kill our classmates. And kind of forced you to let me try your aphrodisiac, which lead to me forcing you onto the bed."

"I could have gotten you off me if I needed to." I told him. Which was true. I may have been weak, but I still had strength. "It was more of a head rush than losing any and all strength."

"Well, I'm glad to know I didn't force you." He said with a small smile. But I was still confused.

"So, you don't regret it?" I asked again since he didn't answer me the first time.

"No, I don't." He told me. "In fact, I would like to do it again sometime. If that's alright with you."

"Really?" I asked. "You don't think it's improper or something?"

"What's wrong with doing what you need to to keep your quirk in control? Besides I had fun." He asked me right back and I thought about it. I guess he was right. "Although I would like to leave the aphrodisiac out of it next time. I'm very sore now, and don't think I would enjoy doing something like that at such an extreme again."

I couldn't help but laugh. I could only imagine how much it hurt for his first time. And I doubt he was one to give in to self-love often, if at all.

"Well, then I'd love to do it again sometime too." I told him.

He nodded and started heading down the hallway towards the elevator.

"Hey, Shoto." I said grabbing his attention. He turned around, right as I lifted my shirt up.

His eyes became focused as he stared at my chest. Since he was so disappointed when he took his shirt back, I'd be rude of me to let him leave like that.

I giggled as I put my shirt back down and closed the door behind me. Giggling to myself I realized how wet my bed was now. Both sweat from me and Shoto.

Looks like it's laundry day tomorrow.