Tenya Iida X Reader

Your Biggest Fan(4)

You all got out of the car and Iida pulled you into the house and gave you a tour. The rest of the group gave you two space and went out to the pool. He was super excited to show you around, he explained how hard he and the boys had worked to make sure they could get themselves a luxury home and headquarters.

"And when they asked us to change our image and music for the contract, we all yelled 'We'll never sell out!'", he chuckled as he reminisced. "They were pissed and we actually walked out. They said we would never be anything than an angsty underground band for depressed losers. Fucking assholes those guys were," He brought you to a black door and opened it, "This is my room," he said ushering you in. You noticed he left the door open which meant he had no intention of being alone with you in that way, it was both a relief and super disappointing. You looked around and took it all in. Black walls, black décor and he had all his guitars in here hung up on the wall, you liked it . You did notice one white wall in the room but it was completely marred in graffiti. Well not exactly graffiti but like messing scribbling everywhere, like notes all in different colors, red more present that others.

You walked over to it in the corner of his room. You bent over to read what some of the notes said, the ones you could read anyway, they were all written in a hurry and most overlapped each other. As you read through what you could, you realized what they were, "Lyrics to your songs, is this like your brain storming area?" you asked as you traced you fingers over some of the letters in awe. "Uh, yeah, bad habit from high school, that's why the rest of the walls are black already. I write when I'm bored, angry, stressed, trying to find the words to the next song, or just cause." He said sheepishly. You turned to him with a big smile. "I think it's super cool! I wish I could write on my walls, I wouldn't forget so many things." You laughed. He smiled at you, completely infatuated with the sound of your laugh and the way your nose crinkled a little bit. He loved your slightly imperfect teeth and your full lips. He felt his heart race in his chest as you went over to his bed and had a seat, looking at him expectantly. Waiting for his next move. He cleared his throat and confidently sat next to you.

You laid down on your back and he followed suit. Both of you looked up at his ceiling and started chatting away. "What's your favorite song, not by us?" He asked. You thought for a moment before clapping your hands together once, "Frankenstein by Disco Inc, and fredo disco. They have a similar sound to you. Its either that or Red Corvette by Prince because who doesn't love the Prince of Pop. You?" He rolled over slightly so that he was facing you and he sighed as he thought about it. "I'd say Fifteen Minutes by Mike Krol, pretty good shit there. If not then Tongues by The Frights." He said. You sat up and playfully hit his shoulder, "I love the Frights! Both of those are songs I would listen to on repeat while cleaning or doing some remedial task that I could let myself enjoy the music more than the task itself. Do you like Joyce Manor, my favorite song by them is Catalina Fight Song, short but every second of it is so good," you were so excited. You never got to talk to people about your taste in music and now here you were talking to your favorite musician about your favorite songs.

He sat up with you and pointed to the door, "Let's not leave everyone waiting, plus they would love this conversation. And yes I like Joyce Manor, they make really good music. I'll catch up with you, you remember where the pool is right?" You nodded in response and headed out as he closed and locked the door behind you. "I hope I didn't do anything to upset him." you mumbled to yourself as you headed to the bathroom by the pool where they had plenty of swimsuits, like a stupid amount of them. You found a black one, it was a little bit...spicy, but it was also the one that covered the most. Plus black goes with everything and hands down is the best color. It had triangle bralettes and thin but sturdy straps. The bottoms where held together with the same kinds of straps and tied in an artificial bow, they were sewed secured but just looked like they were tied up. Once dressed you headed to meet the boys.

"Y/N! You're so cute, holy shit!" Monoma yelled as soon as he laid eyes on you. Bakugo smacked him in the back of the head. The two of them were by a grill making burgers and hotdogs and a bunch of other stuff. They had a stereo playing Mom Jeans. Hitoshi was in a floaty drinking something orange and pink with a little umbrella. "You're really- and don't think it's creepy- but wow you're hot. We all knew that already, but whew! Girl you better find yourself a man before I find you being my girlfriend," He said. Bakugo growled in frustration, trying to keep them from jumping you before Tenya figured it out, whatever he wanted to be with you. "Thanks guys. Also, Hitoshi? Are you drunk? What are you drinking?" you asked trying to change the subject and cool the blushing heat in your cheeks. "YES!" he responded as he floated in a purple flamingo donut floaty. You jumped in the pool, careful not to make too much of a splash, you squealed on impact, "Christ its cold, it won't be in a bit but yikes," you complained. The guys all laughed at you and your antics. Even Bakugo couldn't help but love how whimsical you could be and then regret it the very next moment. "Y/N, you're a mess. Monoma will make you a drink. You're just so funny the way you do things, it's cute." Bakugo said. Even he couldn't resist your charm. You didn't think you were charming but it didn't matter what you thought of it when you were slowly but surly wrapping each of these guys around your pinky finger, without even realizing it. You and the guys talked and had a blast as you waited for Tenya.

Back in his room he was horrifically conflicted. Just laying next to you on his bed made him so horny. He had rushed you out of the room in embarrassment that you'd might see he was painfully hard. He tried to sit and relax and let it go, he thought of broken light bulbs and grandmas falling down a flight of steps, cat poop any and everything to try and calm down, but it was no use. He kept seeing you next to him laying down on your side, your breast spilling from your shirt slightly and your face staring innocently at him. Your lips full and pigmented. He groaned at the thought of your lips. He wanted to see them wrapped around his fingers, on his own lips, on his cock. He couldn't bare it anymore. His mind flashing images of you under him, on top of him. Him between your legs, the way you must feel, the way you'd sound. He didn't want to be like this. He said he wanted to take it slow, ease into things with you. Now the only thing he wanted to do was ease into you and then back out and then back in again until you were screaming his name and drooling. "Fuuuuck" he whispered to himself as his erection became painful being trapped in his pants. He undid his pants and let them fall to the ground as he palmed himself through his boxers. Every soft stroke would bring the image of your face to him clearer and clearer. He began panting as he couldn't stop anymore. He wanted to cum. He wanted to while he thought of you. He slipped his hand into his boxers and pulled out his dick and began stroking himself with slow and even movements, making sure to pay extra care to his sensitive head. He whimpered as he got closer, he bit his lip trying to hold in his groans and moans, trying to be careful. What if you caught him? You would hate him. "I'm fucking disgusting, a perv, trash." He whimpered quietly as he began to go faster and faster. with his free hand he held his balls and gave them a soft squeeze and brought himself over the edge. He made a mess of his hands and thigh and laid back down on the bed on his back. Now that the high was gone all that was left was guilt.

He sat in silence for a while, trying to choke back his own self hatred for not being able to control himself, when a knock on the door startled him from his self pity. "WHAT?" he yelled annoyed. "Tenya? Um, we were- I was wondering if you'll be joining us soon and if you're ok?" You asked from the other side of the door. His heart skipped a beat as he tried to clear his mind again. "Yeah, just give me a few minutes, I just want to shower. Sorry about earlier, I, uh suddenly I was feeling a little off and I just needed some time to breathe," He explained. You could hear how shameful and sheepish he sounded, "It's all good, I'll see you in a bit then," He could hear your steps leaving and he got up and cleaned himself up and got dressed in some swim trunks. He threw his dirty cum stained clothes away and went to meet everyone at the pool.

Once he got there everyone was already playing drunk Marco Polo. That's where he got a glimpse of the bikini you were wearing. He thanked god that he just came less than 15 minutes ago and that he should be fine now. He watched as everyone played and joked around with their eyes closed. He got into the water carefully and slowly and came up behind you and grabbed you waist, causing you you yelp. Everyone opened their eyes and turned to you, seeing Tenya had wrapped himself around you. "Jeez you scared me, why didn't you say anything?" you whined. He chuckled, "It was payback, for you being so cute all the time." He said right before he went under the water and came up again in front of you, a little too close. "Hey," he said barely above a whisper. You gulped and then before the tension could get any higher, you pushed him back under the water and tried to swim away. He just came back up but put you on top of his shoulders. You squealed at the breeze hitting your wet skin, "Put me back in! It's cold!". He laughed as he spun you around. You squeezed your thighs around his head and curled up as much as you could to try and shield your body from the cool air. The guys all laughed as Tenya tortured you. He slid his hands up your thighs causing you to groan quietly and take the initiative to lean back so you'd fall in the back in the water, taking him down with you.

You swam to Hitoshi and hid behind him. "Help me Toshi, he keeps bullying meeeeeee!" you said laughing hysterically. "I got you!" he said in a mock heroic voice sounding kind of like that celebrity turned president All Might. He put you on the floaty and took a pool noodle and brandished it as a sword. "Today's pool game is protect the princess and I start on defense. Have at me you scoundrels!" He announced. It turned into an all out pool noodle brawl while you got tossed around in your floaty. The number one rule was that you never all out, the one who caused you to fall got "executed".

By the end of the game everyone was exhausted and ready to call it. You'd fallen 5 times and you tired yourself out from laughing so much. Tenya ended up being the overall winner so he got to pick what movie you'd all watch and what you'd all have for dinner. The movie was The Princess Bride which was surprising. The food was Italian. Everyone was out by the time Buttercup was talking about how deeply she's loved and her iconic line between her and the Dred Pirate Roberts, "You mock my pain!" to which he responds, "Life is pain highness, and anyone telling you different is trying to sell you something." You and Tenya stayed up reciting the words of the movie together. Who would have thought his favorite movie was also your own.

He got up to get blankets for everyone and handed them out to his half sleep band mates. He got a bigger blanket for the two of you to share. He and you cuddled closely falling sleep as the movie ended, with the two of you on your sides with him spooning you. Monoma who wasn't asleep quite yet snapped some pictures of you and Tenya being cute, he figured Tenya would want it later.