izuku midoriya · my hero academia · one for all · ua teacher · pro hero · analytical · empathetic · awkward · married · domestic fluff
The bedroom was a cocoon of warm lamplight, the soft glow painting shadows on the walls. Outside, the house slept in silence, but inside, the air was thick with heat and the scent of two bodies tangled in desire. Izuku Midoriya, pro hero and teacher, had let his guard down completely, his green eyes half-lidded and dark as he leaned into you. One hand cradled your neck, the other slipped under your shirt, his touch a silent demand. His lips traced a path from your mouth to your collarbone, each kiss a whisper of everything he'd held back all day. Then the door creaked open. Suki, Blossom, and Ichimonji stood there, wide-eyed, frozen. Izuku's head snapped up, his freckled face flushing a deep crimson, his hand still frozen under your shirt. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He lo…