WARNING: There will be smut!

kAtsuki-Bakah0e mentioned how great this ship is and I just had to write it!

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As a stealth hero, I'm obviously pretty good at hiding myself. My line of work requires me to follow and spy on known villain hideouts.

On one particular mission I was asked to stand by a battle scene, as someone who can follow the villains that might escape and report their whereabouts undetected.

What I didn't know was that a former classmate and crush would be one of the heroes on the front lines. I never really got over my feelings for my stoic classmate and seeing him in action stirred something in me.

After reporting all the Intel I could on a group that somehow managed to get away from the powerful hero, I head home to my shared apartment.

“I'm home, Mina!”

“Hey girl! Look who dropped by for a visit!” her voice echoed from the dining room.

Removing my shoes at the door, I questioningly turned the corner to see his bicolor hair. My breath hitched, unable to make a sound.

“It's good to see - um you-, Hagakure” his heterochromatic eyes dart in the other direction.

“H-hey yeah, it's great to see you too, Todoroki.” I curse myself for stuttering but chuckle as I grab an amused Mina into the other room.

“You still like him, huh” Mina said with no intention of keeping her voice down.

My hands cup her mouth briefly as I whisper yelled at her “Shhhh! He might hear you!”

“Calm down, it's fine. Buuuuut I have plans to meet up with the squad so I actually have to go. Why don't you ask him to stay for dinner?” Her mouth remains slightly open as she winked at me in an over dramatic manner.

“Ugh, you suck!” I emphasized the ‘U’, completely exasperated with my best friend and roommate. “Fine, but I honestly doubt it'll be anything more than that IF he agrees.”

Slipping on her pink converse high tops, Mina shoots one more wink in my direction.

Back in the kitchen, I clear my throat, announcing my presence, as Todoroki looks up from his phone. His dual color eyes seem trained on mine as though he could actually see me. My stomach flutters at the attentiveness he has on me.

“Mina told me that you might like me to stay for dinner. I don't want to overstay my welcome, though.”

I silently cursed Mina for pre planning my evening for me. She did not give me much option of escaping my encounter with my long time crush.

“Yeah, um, if you'd like to, you're more than welcome.”

The corners of his mouth turn up ever so slightly, his eyes still trained on mine impossibly.

He watched as I maneuvered around the kitchen, my white tank top and light blue skinny jeans fitting my curves just right. His eyes never left my body. I imagine how silly it is to see some clothes and food ‘floating’ throughout my kitchen.

*****

“That was quite delicious, Hagakure. You're a better cook than I imagined you to be.”

“So, you're saying that you imagine me?” His cheeks turn pink slightly.

Having had 3 glasses of wine each by now, the liquid courage takes control.

Somehow knowing where to go, his hand landed on mine. Surprised by his action, I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

“Todoroki, I have something to ask you.” He nods, urging me to continue. “Why did you come here tonight?”

Humming in thought, Todoroki looks away from me, a blush creeping up his cheeks to his ears. “Well, I noticed you earlier while I was fighting and how magnificent you were gathering intel. It reminded me of our time at UA and the regret I had.”

“Regret?” His hand tightened at my question.

“I regret not having the courage to tell you how I feel about you.”

“How do you feel about me?” My heart pounded against my ribcage, the alcohol boosting my confidence.

“Can I just show you instead?”

I'm pulled to my feet by the hand he hadn't removed since he placed it there. I'd almost forgotten it was there, too distracted by my disbelief and shock.

He placed his other hand around my waist. His hand snakes to my lower back  my body against his. I can feel the ripples of his abs against my body. My breasts press tightly against his chest. The muscles flex slightly with every breath.

His hand holding mine releases and glides up my arm to my chin. A path of goosebumps left by his touch blaze a trail. I tilt my head back slightly to look at his beautiful mismatched eyes. He smiles so softly.

Without any hesitation of where my mouth is, he gently brushes his lips against mine, as though asking if this was okay. I respond by leaning into the kiss. I softly bite his plump bottom lip between my teeth.

Something must've snapped in him, he sharply inhales and holds me tighter. Our kiss increases in intensity, tongues intertwined with passion. Both of his hands somehow landed on my ass without me noticing. I practically jump on him wrapping my legs around his waist. I feel his throbbing hard on through our jeans.

My hands fist through his silky bi-color hair. The white and red hair combines as my fingers caress his scalp. A low moan escapes his throat as I slither out of his arms to pull him down the hall. To my room...

Kicking my bedroom door closed, I push him down onto my bed. Our lips disconnect as his body hits the mattress. I climb on top of him as he sits up removing his shirt. I'm entranced by the sight of his toned muscle. Suddenly I noticed him trying to take my shirt off. “N-no, you won't be able to see me!” He kisses me once more, “I don't need to be able to see you, when I can feel you.” His kisses ravish me.

Raising my arms, he kisses the skin as it's removal ‘reveals’ my invisible skin, stopping at my breasts. He tosses the garment across the room while he runs his tongue along my soft mounds, circling my areola, nibbling the bud with his teeth. My breath hitches at the pleasure shooting through my body.

My impatience gets the better of me as I grip his hair, pulling his head back. My other hand fumbles with his belt, his chuckling elicits a silent pout from me. “Don't pout at me, Missy.”

I immediately stop, letting go of his hair, his chuckling ever present. “How did you…”

“Hagakure, I was always admiring you from afar, I know you better than most. You pout when you get flustered, your arms flail adorably at the source. You've always been cute but having grown into an amazing hero, you're the sexy woman on my lap…” Stopping himself to kiss my stomach.

Speechless, I hum as his lips trail down, stopping just above my jeans. He buttons them, breaking the zipper as he pulls my jeans down impatiently. Grabbing me by the waist he pulls me into his mouth, his tongue licking my moist labia. His thumb gently caressing my clitoris as one of his fingers enters, slightly curled up into that sweet spot. “Mmm To-Todoroki…”

His tongue lapping up my essence, he enters another finger, slowly moving in and out as the knot in my stomach tightness. His thumb presses slightly harder, increasing the speed of his fingers.

I can't hear anything over my moans and squeals. My head spins, focusing on the pleasure, rocking my hips with his movements. Riding out the high of my orgasm, my breathing steadies.

Todoroki removes his pants, the obvious tent straining against the fabric of his boxers. I climb to my knees, crawling towards him. He bites his lip, closing his eyes at my touch. His length springs forward, brushing against my lip as I pull away the fabric cage.

My eyes widen, my jaw drops at the sheer size of his manhood. I toss my worries of how the fuck that thing is going to fit inside me and lick the tip. My mouth dips down as far as I can, unable to fully wrap my fingers around his girth, I stroke what I can't fit. Swirling my tongue around his precum laced slit, my bobbing head gained speed matching the pace of my hand. His cock seemed to disappear where my mouth was wrapped around him. Every groan encourages me to continue. His hand grips my hair, holding me down as he shoots warm thick cum down my throat.

Todoroki apologizes between heavy breaths, “I'm so...sorry, I couldn't speak…”

Swallowing what was left in my mouth I hush him with my lips, taking dominance with my tongue. Our hands explore each others body, as he lays me on my back. Lining his length up with my slick labia, he slowly pushes in. I squeal in a mix of pleasure and pain, my walls stretching to accommodate him.

Kissing my neck, sucking on the skin delicately, Todoroki allows me time to adjust. Once fully sheathed, I move my hips to signal the okay. He moves slowly and carefully out and back in a few times, afraid of hurting me but my moaning tells him to pick up the pace. “Fa~ster, p-please mmmm” my hips gyrating with his slow movements.

Placing his hand under my lower back, tugging my lower body upwards, he holds me in place. Whispering in my ear, his voice husky and deep. Shivers run down my spine in anticipation.

“As you wish, Kitten…”

His thrusts became harder and deeper, rolling his hips into me. I practically scream, melting with each smack. I feel my walls pulsate around him as I release all over his cock, continuing his movements until his rhythm became staggered. Pressing into me as far as he could, his seed pours into me. Shivering at the new warmth filling me, I'm pulled into another kiss. Gentle and loving.

*BAM*

The sound has our heads whipped towards the cause.

Mina stood in the doorway with her eyes bulging, jaw halfway to the floor, squealing. “Your dick looks like it disappeared! Finally! Atta girl, Hagakure!”