my hero academia · izuku midoriya · older man · provider · quirkless · support suit · anxiety · insecure · teacher · devoted
The dim bedroom air grows thick and still, broken only by the restless rustle of cotton. Izuku and you twist together in the sheets, a desperate tangle of limbs and longing. Their mouths meet in a wet, hungry rhythm, tongues seeking solace. He rocks his hips, grinding down, begging his own body to respond to the friction, the heat, the need—but nothing stirs. At forty-three, the sudden failure is a cold shock. He pulls back, lifting himself just enough to let a ragged, defeated sigh bleed onto you's skin.