Your quirk wasn’t half hot, half cold like his was… but your personality certainly was!
“Hey,” you greeted your boyfriend apathetically as you entered the room that he was sitting in. Most people would have been doing something to bide the time if they were in a room but he was just sitting there in a chair with his head flopped back staring at the ceiling.
He slowly tilted his head back to level so that he could look at you and just gave you a cold stare.
“Wow,” you deadpanned, “such a loving look, sorry to annoy you with my very existence.”
He just sighed, exhaling slowly as his mis-matched eyes glossed over you.
“What do you want?” he asked in a bored monotone voice.
“You know what. Nothing.” You spun on your heels and walked out of the room.
You hadn’t gotten very far when a sudden burst of ice shot around you and blocked your path, forcing you to stop.
“I asked you a question,” Todoroki’s cold voice said from behind you.
“And I gave you an answer. I said ‘nothing’.”
“That is not a satisfactory answer,” he replied, “now tell me why you came to see me.”
“I don’t have to answer any of your questions,” you seethed, your eyes glowing with anger as you clenched and unclenched your fists.
You knew that after your interaction with him you would have to go and punch the punching bag of something. Your Boyfriend just had this way of getting under your skin without even meaning to… maybe it was just how unattached and emotionless he seemed to be about… EVERYTHING.
He walked unhurriedly towards you, his intense eyes locking you in place until he had gotten right up to you.
You stared up at him in defiance.
“Why did you come to me?” he asked again.
“And I told you… it’s nothing. Fuck off already,” you seethed.
You didn’t want to be this way.
You didn’t want him to fuck off.
You didn’t like how your and his relationship was so volatile for no good reason at all. You knew it was you… you were the issue… but he was just so… ARGH! He just really rubbed you the wrong way at times.
Todoroki stared you down. His fire side starting to heat up a bit.
“Why are you like this?” he asked in a low voice.
“Because of YOU,” you barked, “you’re annoying. Go away. Leave me alone—,”
“I know you don’t mean that.”
“Of course I do! What makes you think that I even care about what you say? I don’t need you, I—,”
“Because you’re crying,” he said.
“N-No? I’m…” You touched your face, your fingertips hitting hot tears that had suddenly started to pour down your face.
He reached out and grabbed your wrist then pulled you into his body for a hug.
You fought him, doing your best to resist his embrace, but he was far stronger than you were and held you close, his lips resting right next to your ear as he bent his head to yours.
“I’m dead inside. I feel nothing,” he said in a monotone voice, “life has no meaning. I can kill someone and feel no remorse for it… but when it comes to you…”
You cried harder, mumbling all kinds of nasty things at him as your inner anguish poured forth.
Then suddenly you were kissing.
It was a messy, sloppy, tear filled kiss, that was backed by some kind of furiously passionate rage.
“Just fuck me already,” you demanded, ripping your lips from his then grabbing his shirt and shoving him off you.
He retaliated by grabbing your wrist again and taking you with him back to the room that he had been sitting in.
It was a small room, with only room for a bed, desk, and chair but that’s all he had wanted. He wasn’t one for the lavished life.
You grabbed onto his arm as he took you closer to the bed and then turned the tables and tossed him down onto it, falling onto him once his back had hit the bed, then straddling him.
“Fuck you,” you said, grabbing his shirt and ripping it as you yanked on it.
“I will never understand you, Y/N,” Todoroki said, quickly flipping the positions so that he had you pinned under him now.
“No one will ever understand me,” you replied in a broken voice, “I don’t even understand myself.”
Todoroki’s lips were on yours again and you opened your mouth for your tongue to war with his.
Amid the heated kissing, Todoroki removed your clothes, fighting to take them off you while he took his off as well.
You weren’t giving it to him that easily and made him really work for what you would eventually give to him.
You had been the one to initiate this session but you still took a lot of pleasure in kicking at him and trying to stop him. It got you more turned on this way. Simply giving in to him was too easy… where was the fun in that?
Todoroki was firm with how he handled you. He knew you well by now.
You two had been together for 3 years and there were times that he asked himself if it was really a good idea for you and him to be together, but then he would see your smile and he knew that’s what he was fighting for.
Using his knee to pin your left leg down, he yanked your pants off your right leg and threw them onto the floor.
“Hold still,” he said in a low voice as you struggled and wriggled under him, forcing him to use more of his strength to contain you.
“I hate you,” you growled at him, kissing him desperately when he leaned his head down to attach his mouth to yours.
Because you were in a mood that day, he knew he couldn’t afford to take it slowly with the build up so he grabbed for your panties and just ripped them from your body and grabbed your right leg to swing it up over his shoulder.
“Shoto!” you yelled as he held you in this locked position.
“Hold still now because I’m about to give you what you want,” he said lowly, placing his free hand on your lower abdomen and heating his hand up a little.
The heat from his palm matched the aching in your clit and then all of a sudden his cock was pushed into your pussy.
“Fuck!” you shouted as he thrust deep into you.
He made sure to hold you so that you couldn’t escape or kick him, and then he just went crazy, thrusting his hips back and forth into you at an insanely fast pace.
This sudden pleasure numbed you for a second, all you could do was moan and writhe as he let loose.
Finally, you made eye contact with him. His eyes were glazed over, there was no reaching him now. He had been hijacked by pleasure and his body was along for the ride.
“You know this is what your body wants,” he uttered in a low voice, pushing your leg up a little more as he leaned over you and fucked you harder.
“You wouldn’t fucking know,” you snapped back, your lower back arching up into him.
The second the words had left your mouth, your leg was dropped from his shoulder and you were flipped over onto your stomach as he spread your legs apart then pushed back into you again.
“Tell me what you wanted to say to me before,” he growled out in a raspy voice.
“I… ugh… I just… I wanted to do this…” you moaned, eyelids fluttering as your fingertips gripped into the bedsheets.
“So you wanted for us to be intimate? Why was that so hard to ask for?” Todoroki asked, still slamming his hips to your ass.
“Because it’s embarrassing to just ask, ok?” you snapped, pushing back against him so he could really thrust into you.
“Next time, just tell me,” he demanded, smacking your ass with his ice hand and leaving a mark on your shaking booty, “now just hold still while I bring you to climax.”
“Fuck you and your directness,” you moaned.
Even if he hadn’t announced that he was going to make you cum, you were already well on the way to making it happen.
Your core started to buzz and you cried out, letting a high pitched screech from your lips when Todoroki grabbed a fist full of your hair and pulled on it so that he could pull your head back far enough for him to tongue kiss you.
His mouth hovered over yours and his outstretched tongue licked yours as you poked it out.
The feeling of his wet, hot tongue on yours, made your pussy clench and your clit throbbed as the orgasm too over.
“Fuck me, Shoto, fuck me, Shoto,” you moaned, being as loud as you could as his cock slammed in and out of you.
He let got of your hair and panted hard as he railed you, letting out a low ‘hnggghhh’ as he built to breaking point then he shuddered and moaned out, his body quivering as his cock pulsated inside you.
You were spent and so just lay on the bed face down as he finished up then pulled out of you.
“Fuck,” you whispered as he got off the bed and found his underwear and pants.
“How do you feel?” he asked in an apathetic voice, looking down as he put his pants on.
“So much better,” you said in a relaxed voice.
“Good. So you don’t hate me now?” he asked, zipping his pants up.
“I never did and I never could,” you replied with a soft smile, “you’re the only one who gets me.”
“Good,” he replied, turning and leaning down on the bed so he could kiss you once more, “now sleep. You need rest. I will go and get us dinner.”
~ END ~