In just a few more weeks it would be summer holidays and Shoto had invited you to spend a week with him at his family holiday house on the beach.
You couldn’t wait!
He hadn’t asked any more about the different ways to kiss, but he definitely seemed to be enjoying the tongue kissing- that was his favorite by a long shot.
The weeks ticked by, and finally it was the morning of, and you were packed and ready to go.
The Todoroki’s chauffeur picked you up early that morning and drove you back to your boyfriend’s place, then you went together in a less stately car to the holiday house, relaxed and ready for a fun week.
“So what’s first on our agenda?” you asked Shoto with a bright smile on your face as the car sped along the oceanside road.
He looked at you, pausing for a second before speaking.
“I do not want to say until we are alone,” he said frankly, glancing at the driver as he said it.
“Oh? Is it a surprise?” you asked.
“It is something that I do not wish for anyone but you to hear,” he replied again, being quite vague.
“Oh…. Ok?” you replied suspiciously, “is it something… nice?” you then asked.
“I believe so?” He replied, a small amount of unsureness in his voice.
Something in the way he said it roused your suspicions higher and your guard came up a little as you looked deep into his eyes for the answer.
“Mmmmm,” you hummed suspiciously, “ok, I’ll wait before asking again,” you replied him.
He nodded and looked out the front window again, lifting a hand to his forehead to adjust his fringe with his fingers and you went back to looking out the window.
“I wonder what it is? … oh no… don’t tell me… has he been talking with Kaminari again?”
You looked back at him and he looked at you, so you looked away which made him reach for you jaw and cheek to turn your face back to his.
“You appear to be troubled,” he uttered lowly.
“I’m wondering if this has to do with something you spoke to Kaminari about?” you mused to him.
“Did he speak to you?” Shoto asked.
“I knew it!” you said, “what’s he said now?”
“I wish to discuss this further… in private,” Shoto said again.
“Oh no,” you whispered, “I’m scared.”
“If you are scared then we don’t have to—,” his sentence was cut short as your fingers pressed to lips and you glanced at the driver again.
“Let’s discuss this later,” you said softly, so he nodded, his lips still silenced by your fingers.
The rest of the trip was quiet. You couldn’t wait to get out and be alone with Shoto so you could find out what on earth Kaminari had said to him this time.
Once you arrived at the beach house, you hopped out and took your bags inside then said goodbye to the chauffeur and you were alone.
“Ok. I’m cutting to the chase. What did Kaminari say this time?” you asked bluntly.
“He said that some alone time between you and I would make it easier to experiment with the different types of kissing,” Shoto divulged openly.
“Arrrgh! That’s so embarrassing! Now he’s gonna think that we were doing stuff when you tell him we went to your holiday house together!”
“What is … stuff?” Shoto asked.
“The kissing!” you replied.
“And you don’t want him to know that we kissed?” Shoto asked again.
“Well not if we do the type of kissing that you’ve been wanting to do?” you replied, getting defensive now.
“What if we… lied?” Shoto asked, “I have heard that lying can help avoid embarrassing situations.”
“You know how to lie?” you teased him.
“I am not sure.” He replied bluntly, your teasing going straight over his head.
“Ok,” you chuckled, “well let’s just tell him that we didn’t do anything, we just had a nice holiday together.”
“Ok. I will remember that,” Shoto said seriously, making you giggle.
“Ok now that we have that sorted, let’s go to the beach!”
“But I would like to kiss?” Shoto said, almost despondently.
“Umm… I… I don’t know if I’m ready for that type of kiss. What kiss were you referring to?”
“I do believe I’m level 4 boyfriend now… so a kiss on the southern lips.”
“Even just the way you say it makes me embarrassed!” you screeched, “Umm… ok… I’ll let you do one kiss… and that’s it, ok? That’s all that you get for level 4. Understand?”
Shoto nodded eagerly, his mismatched eyes shining with excitement.
“Ok. Umm… bedroom…” you mumbled, looking around.
“Come into my room,” he offered, leading the way to his bedroom.
You gingerly followed him into the spacious room and closed the door behind you, before walking over to the bed.
“Umm… how did you want to do this? Should I lie down or sit?” you asked bashfully.
“I am not sure.”
“I don’t know which to pick.”
“You’re not making this easy and I’m stressing. Ok, I’m lying down,” you said, grabbing for the zipper on your pants and unzipping it then zipping it back up immediately again.
“Y/N… you need to remove—.”
“I know what I need to remove! Just gimme a second, I’m embarrassed, can you… look away?” you asked in a flustered voice.
“Certainly,” he replied, turning around.
You stared at the back of his two toned head and took a few nervous breaths in… then unzipped your pants again and took them off, then got onto the bed and laid down and slowly removed your other piece of fabric covering.
“Uh… ok… d…. Don’t turn around… just walk … backwards over here.”
“Are you undressed?” he asked.
“From the waist down… yes,” you replied meekly.
His form froze.
“I cannot turn around.”
“Because you are naked.”
“Shoto!” you laughed, “why are we doing this again? We’re both as embarrassed as the other!”
“If we are both feeling the same emotion then we are on the same level and need not be nervous, correct?” he asked, still with back turned to you.
“I don’t know if that’s how it works, but ok,” you replied, “what if you turn around but keep your eyes closed?”
“That is a good idea,” he said, turning around with eyes closed.
You did a half sit up and took his hand, then guided him by word and hand touches in between your legs, onto the bed, with his hands on your thighs.
“Don’t look,” you reminded him.
“I am not looking.”
“Don’t look…” you said again.
“I am not looking,” he replied again, calmly.
“Ok… bend your head down,” you said, reaching for his cheeks to cup his face in your hands and guide him down to you.
Slowly you guided his face lower and lower, your lungs forgetting how to breath and leaving you holding your breath as he got closer to the target.
“Aaaaaaaaaaa,” you hummed nervously as his face got closer to your body.
“Am I close?” he asked, his breath making your bare skin break out in goosebumps.
“Yes,” you squeaked, still finding it hard to take a normal breath in.
Just a little more and his lips finally made contact between your thighs and he lingered for a second then pulled back and you screeched with a whole blender full of emotions before yanking your knee across and knocking him clean off the bed.
“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT!” you screeched as you rolled onto your tummy, half elated, half mortified that that had just happened.
“We agreed?” He replied from the floor, his open eyes meeting yours.
You screamed when you saw his eyes were now open and you grabbed for anything to cover yourself with.
Poor Shoto was so confused and eventually got up and ran from the room.
Once you had calmed down, you got your clothes back on and walked out, shyly clutching your arm to your side with the other arm.
“Sorry, I’m just embarrassed…” you mumbled.
“Although that was a confusing experience, I did enjoy that,” Shoto stated plainly.
“Same,” you mumbled with head down and a small smile on your face.
“Y/N?” he asked.
You looked up at him.
“Is there such a thing as the reverse happening? You kissing me on my—,”
“DON’T EVEN SAY IT!” you screeched, slapping your hands over your face.
~ END ~