Chapter 4: Climax
Izuku got cold. It was annoying feeling. He stayed in bed, trying not to move much. He feels dizzy and cold. Alone.
Izuku didn't know how much time passed, but suddenly he felt someone's hand on his cheek.
He opened his eyes and saw Shoto sitting on the edge of the bed, his expression unreadable.
"You're burning up," Shoto said quietly, his fingers brushing Izuku's forehead. "You should have called me sooner."
Izuku managed a weak smile. "I didn't want to bother you. Besides, I thought I could tough it out."
Shoto's jaw tightened slightly. "You're stubborn. That's why you're shivering like this."
Izuku's teeth chattered slightly as he tried to sit up. "I-I'm fine, really. Just a little chilled."
Shoto's fingers tightened around his wrist, keeping him in place. "You might feel cold" Shoto sayed.
Izuku barely could stop trembling. Then Shoto grabbed his neck and kiss deeply, his mouth and tongue hot, warming up freezingly cold Izuku's lips.
Shoto's tongue was like a flame, tracing the curve of Izuku's lips, teasing them open. Izuku's breath hitched, his body trembling as Shoto's heat seeped into him, chasing away the chill that had settled deep in his bones. The kiss was slow, deliberate, each movement of Shoto's tongue sending waves of warmth through Izuku's body. His fingers curled into the sheets beneath him, his muscles tensing as the heat spread from his lips down to his core.
Shoto's hands slid down Izuku's chest, his fingers tracing the hard lines of his muscles. The touch was firm, possessive, leaving trails of heat in its wake.
"I think we need to work deeper" Shoto said, his voice serious, but Izuku already knows that Shoto acting seriously only for teasing him. "How about me warming up you inside?" Shoto added.
His fingers traced the curve of Izuku's jaw, his touch gentle but insistent. "You're freezing, Izu. Let me take care of you."
Izuku's breath hitched as Shoto's fingers slid down his throat, tracing the line of his collarbone. The warmth of his touch was intoxicating, a stark contrast to the cold that had settled deep in his bones. He could feel his body responding, his muscles relaxing under Shoto's expert hands.
Shoto leaned in closer, his breath hot against Izuku's ear. "You know I can warm you up better than any blanket," he murmured, his voice low and teasing.
"Sho... I... do it, please ~" Izuku moaned. Shoto already unbuttoned his own shirt, carefully helping Izuku to undress.
The air in the room was still cool, but the warmth of Shoto's body radiated against Izuku's skin, chasing away the lingering chill. His fingers traced the hard lines of Izuku's muscles, feeling the way they trembled beneath his touch. The sight of Izuku's freckled skin, flushed with heat, made his breath catch in his throat.
"You're so beautiful when you're like this," Shoto murmured, his voice rough with desire. His fingers traced the curve of Izuku's jaw, tilting his head up to meet his gaze. The turquoise eye gleamed with intensity, the grey one soft with affection.
Shoto run his flaming hot tongue from Izuku's neck lower, through his chest and stomach, lower and lower. Shoto spreaded Izuku's legs and his tongue tease Izuku's soft entrance.
Izuku's breath hitched, his fingers curling into the sheets as Shoto's tongue traced slow, deliberate circles around his entrance. The heat from Shoto's Quirk radiated through him, chasing away the last remnants of the chill that had settled deep in his bones. His body trembled beneath Shoto's touch, his muscles tensing as the warmth spread from his core outward.
"Sho... please..." Izuku moaned, his voice breathy and desperate. His fingers dug into the sheets, his hips lifting instinctively to meet Shoto's touch.
Shoto smirked against Izuku's skin, his breath hot and teasing. "Patience, Izu," he murmured, his voice low and rough. His fingers begins rythmic thrusting inside Izuku's hole, preparing him.
Izuku's body trembled, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Shoto's fingers worked inside him. His muscles clenched around Shoto's fingers, his hips lifting instinctively to meet each thrust.
"You're so tight," Shoto murmured, his voice rough with desire. His fingers curled inside Izuku, hitting that spot that made the smaller man gasp and arch his back. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."
Izuku's breath hitched, his fingers curling into the sheets as Shoto's fingers worked inside him.
"You are so weak, Izu. Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you" Shoto softly kissed Izuku's forehead, and attached his own hard and leaking dick to Izuku's entrance.
Izuku felt Shoto's tip, burning hot from his Quirk, pressing against him. It was almost too much to bear.
Izuku's breath hitched as Shoto's cock pressed against him, the heat radiating through his body. He could feel the tension in Shoto's muscles, the way his fingers dug into Izuku's hips, anchoring him in place. The anticipation was almost unbearable, his body trembling with need.
"Sho..." Izuku whispered, his voice barely audible. His fingers curled into the sheets, his muscles tensing as he tried to prepare himself for what was to come.
Shoto leaned down, his breath hot against Izuku's ear. "Relax, Izu."
Izuku was weak, but eagerness made his hips pushed towards Shoto's dick.
He wanted to feel Shoto inside him, to feel the heat of him chase away the last of the cold. His breath came in shallow gasps, his body trembling as Shoto's cock pressed against his entrance, the heat almost unbearable.
Shoto chuckled darkly, his voice low and rough. "Such an eager little thing, aren't you?" The turquoise eye gleamed with mischief, the grey one soft with affection. "You're going to take me so well."
Izuku's breath hitched as Shoto's cock began to push inside him, the heat searing through him.
Feels like pure flame filling Izuku's ass, it was overwhelming. Shoto begins to thrust passionately, eagerly, his hands rubbing Izuku's body, almost burning him. It felt incredible.
Izuku's dick throbbing on his stomach, hard and leaking.
He was so sensitive, every touch, every breath from Shoto sent waves of pleasure through him. His fingers clawed at the sheets, his freckled face flushed with heat. "S-Sho... too much..." he gasped, his voice breaking as Shoto's cock stretched him open.
Shoto smirked down at him, his turquoise eye gleaming with dark satisfaction. "You can take it," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "You always do."
Izuku whimpered as Shoto's cock hit that spot inside him, the one that made his vision blur and his toes curl.
"Fuuuck!" Izuku cursed. It means Izuku felt extraordinary good, if even he curse.
Shoto knew it too, and he smiled.
Izuku's body arched beneath him, his muscles trembling as Shoto's cock thrust deep inside him. The heat from Shoto's Quirk radiated through him, chasing away the last remnants of the cold that had settled in his bones. His fingers clawed at the sheets, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Shoto's length filled him completely.
"S-Sho... harder," Izuku moaned, his voice breathy and desperate. His hips lifted instinctively to meet Shoto's thrusts, his body aching for more.
Izuku cried with pleasure, as he came so hard, his seed splashed like fountain. Feeling of been so weak, sick, but cumming so hard was unusual combination.
Izuku's body trembled violently as his orgasm crashed over him, his cock pulsing thick ropes of cum onto his stomach. The heat from Shoto's body, the way his hands gripped Izuku's hips, the relentless thrusts of his cock—it was all too much, yet not enough. His vision blurred at the edges, his breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps as wave after wave of pleasure wracked his body.
Shoto watched him with dark satisfaction, his turquoise eye gleaming in the dim light of the bedroom. His fingers traced lazy circles on Izuku's hip, feeling the way the smaller man's muscles still twitched beneath his touch.
"It so arousing, looking how you both with Katsuki enjoying my cock" Shoto purr, then withdrew his dick. Izuku surprised as Shoto wasn't done, his dick throbbing with need.
Shoto lean over panting Izuku, and kissed his lips. "So...how about round two? I think you need to thank me for heating up ~* Shoto purr.
They changed position. Shoto lying on back, and Izuku, still little dizzy, positioned himself above Shoto's cock.
His freckled face flushed with heat, his green eyes half-lidded with a mix of exhaustion and desire. The room was warm now, the lingering chill chased away by the heat of their bodies and the intensity of their passion.
Izuku's fingers trembled slightly as he reached down, guiding Shoto's cock to his entrance. The tip was still hot, almost scalding, but Izuku welcomed it. He needed it. Needed Shoto to fill him, to warm him from the inside out.
"S-Sho..." Izuku breathed, his voice soft and shaky. He could feel Shoto's eyes on him, watching him with that intense, unreadable gaze.
Shoto waited patiently, while Izuku lowered himself on dick.
The heat of Shoto's cock against his entrance made Izuku's breath hitch. He bit his lip, his fingers digging into Shoto's chest as he slowly began to sink down. The initial stretch was intense, the heat almost unbearable, but Izuku welcomed it. He needed this—needed Shoto to chase away the last remnants of the cold that had settled deep in his bones.
"F-Fuck..." Izuku gasped, his voice barely a whisper as he took Shoto inch by inch. His muscles clenched around Shoto's cock, his body trembling with the effort of taking him so deeply. The heat of Shoto's Quirk radiated through him, warming him from the inside out.
Izuku begins to ride Shoto's dick. At yhe same time Shoto grabbed Izuku's already hard again dick, wrapped his arm around it. Now with each move up and down Izuku thrusted inside fire Shoto's fist.
The friction was incredible, the heat from Shoto's Quirk making his cock throb and pulse with need. The sensation of being filled so completely, of Shoto's cock stretching him open while his hand worked Izuku's length, was almost too much to bear.
"Sh-Shoto..." Izuku gasped, his voice breaking as his hips moved faster. His fingers dug into Shoto's chest, leaving faint red marks on his skin. The room was warm now, the lingering chill from earlier completely gone, replaced by the heat of their bodies and the intensity of their passion.
Shoto's turquoise eye gleamed with dark satisfaction as he watched Izuku ride him. Izuku didn't felt weakness anymore. He could move twice faster if he wants.
"Plus ultra,ha?" Shoto laughed, feeling how he slowly reaching orgasm.
His fingers tightened around Izuku's cock, stroking him in time with Izuku's movements. "You're doing so well," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "Just like that... take me deeper."
Izuku moaned, his body trembling as he sank down further onto Shoto's cock. The heat from Shoto's Quirk radiated through him, warming him from the inside out. He could feel Shoto's cock throbbing inside him, hitting that spot that made his vision blur and his toes curl. I'm close..." Izuku gasped, his voice barely audible.
"Who is my good boy?" Shoto possessively growling, as he started thrusting deeply inside, feeling his orgasm approaching."Tell, whose dick you like the most?".
Izuku almost screamed with pleasure.
Shoto's voice was rough, commanding, and it sent a shiver down his spine. His fingers dug into Shoto’s chest, his nails leaving faint crescents in the skin. "Y-Yours!" Izuku gasped, his voice breaking as he rode Shoto harder. "Only yours, Sho—!"
Shoto’s grip on Izuku’s cock tightened, his thumb swiping over the slick head, spreading the pre-cum that beaded there. "Good boy," he growled, his voice thick with satisfaction. The heat of his Quirk flared brighter, his fingers tracing fire along Izuku’s length as he stroked him in time with Izuku’s desperate movements.
"Be prepared for my seed. This huge dick not so far destroyed Katsuki's hole. You would have seen that!" Shoto growling.
His fingers tighten around Izuku's hips, pulling him down harder onto his cock. "You're taking me so well, Izu. Just like this—"
Izuku's breath hitched, his body trembling as Shoto's cock filled him completely. His fingers clawed at Shoto's chest, his freckled face flushed with heat.
"Fill me, please. Destroy like Kacchan! Please!..." Izuku begging.
Shoto's smirk turned wicked. "You want me to ruin you like I did Katsuki?" His fingers dug into Izuku's hips, his thrusts growing rougher, more demanding. "You sure you can handle it?"
Izuku's breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling beneath the intensity of Shoto's movements. "Y-Yes! Please, Sho—!"
Shoto's turquoise eye gleamed with dark amusement as he leaned in, his breath hot against Izuku's ear. "Then take it.
All of it." Shoto growled, his voice rough with need.
His fingers tightened on Izuku's hips, his thrusts becoming punishingly deep. The heat of his Quirk flared brighter, his cock pulsing inside Izuku with every powerful stroke. The sensation was overwhelming - the burning stretch, the electric pleasure of Shoto's Quirk, the way his fingers dug into Izuku's skin like brands.
Izuku cried out, his body arching beneath the onslaught. "Sho-Sho-to!" His fingers clawed at Shoto's chest, leaving red marks in their wake. His vision blurred at the edges, his breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps.
"Burning swoooord!" Shoto screaming, and he came inside. His seed was like liquid fire.
Izuku felt it flood him, hot and thick, each pulse of Shoto’s cock sending another wave of heat through his trembling body. His muscles clenched reflexively around Shoto’s length, milking him for every last drop as the fire spread through his veins. The sensation was overwhelming—pain and pleasure intertwined, the burn of Shoto’s Quirk searing him from the inside out.
Izuku’s breath came in ragged gasps, his fingers digging into Shoto’s shoulders as his own orgasm crashed over him. His cock twitched violently, spilling thick ropes of cum onto Shoto’s chest.
The pleasure was so intense it bordered on pain, his body trembling uncontrollably as wave after wave of ecstasy wracked him. His vision whited out for a moment, the world narrowing to just this—the heat of Shoto’s body beneath him, the fire of his seed inside him, the rough grip of his hands on Izuku’s hips.
Then, slowly, the world came back into focus. The golden light of the setting sun streamed through the half-drawn curtains, painting the room in warm hues. The scent of sex and sweat hung thick in the air, mingling with the faint, lingering aroma of Izuku’s favorite citrus-scented laundry detergent.
And Izuku felt soft, warm lips on his own. Shoto still was inside, but already switched back, from roughness to gentle.
He softly kissed Izuku's lips, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on Izuku's back. The room was quiet, save for the sound of their mingled breathing and the distant hum of the city outside.
Izuku's body still trembled faintly, aftershocks of pleasure making his muscles twitch. The heat from Shoto's Quirk lingered inside him, a comforting warmth that chased away the last remnants of the cold that had plagued him earlier. He could feel Shoto's cock softening slowly, but he didn't want to let go just yet. The intimacy of the moment was too precious.
"You're so warm," Izuku murmured against Shoto's lips, his voice soft and breathy.
"Hope you won't be sick for long time, couse I'm totally exhausted" Shoto lightly laughed, crushed on bed. "Warming you up is hard, Izu~".
Shoto's voice was soft, but his turquoise eye gleamed with satisfaction as he traced his fingers along Izuku's flushed cheek. The room was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows that danced across their entwined bodies. The scent of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air, mingling with the faint citrusy aroma from Izuku's laundry detergent.
Izuku let out a shaky breath, his body still trembling slightly from the intensity of their lovemaking. He could feel Shoto's seed inside him, warm and thick, a lingering reminder of the fire that had consumed them both.
"Hope you didn't kill Kacchan with your dick?" Izuku smirk, left row of kisses on Shoto's shoulder.
"I doubt you could kill anyone with that thing. You're too careful for that."
Shoto chuckled, his fingers tracing lazy circles on Izuku's hip. "You say that now, but you should've seen Katsuki after our last session. He was walking like he'd been hit by a truck."
Izuku's eyebrows shot up. "Wait, really? I mean, I know you two are... intense... but I didn't think it was that bad."
Shoto smirked, his turquoise eye gleaming with mischief. "Oh, it was bad. He couldn't even sit properly for a day.
"Mmm ... think he just need more practice" Izuku laughed. "Hope we both can teach him".
Shoto murmured, his voice still thick with lingering pleasure, his fingers tracing idle patterns on Izuku's sweat-slicked back. The room was heavy with the scent of sex and the faint citrus tang of Izuku's sheets, the golden light of the setting sun painting their bodies in warm hues.
Izuku shifted slightly, his body still humming with aftershocks, his muscles twitching with the memory of Shoto's touch. He could feel Shoto's seed inside him, thick and warm, a lingering reminder of the fire that had consumed them both. His freckled skin was flushed, his green eyes half-lidded as he looked at Shoto with a mix of affection and exhaustion.