My Lover Academia: MHA x Reader [Requests OPEN!]

🌟🍋 More (Buff!Toshinori x Male!Reader)

*♡request for CarlosMartinez921457♡*

It's late, and the sound of the door creaks open as Toshinori, in his mighty, towering form, steps inside the house. His presence fills the entryway as usual, the sheer weight of his stature and aura impossible to ignore. Despite the enormous strength and power radiating from him, there's something different about his demeanor tonight. It seems like the usual vibrant energy that usually crackles around him has dimmed just slightly from the exhaustion of a long day.

"Ah, I'm home!" he calls out in his deep, booming voice.

You hear the familiar sound of his voice and quickly poke your head out from the kitchen, a smile spreading across your face as you spot him. He's already in the middle of taking off his cape and loosening his tie.

But what really catches his attention is you. There you stand, in the kitchen, wearing nothing but a simple apron. It's a sharp contrast to his imposing form and the tired look on his face. He freezes for a moment, blinking, his wide eyes looking you up and down. The room goes quiet for a second as he takes in the sight of you-your relaxed, confident stance with that apron, the faint scent of whatever you've been cooking lingering in the air.

He coughs, a hand going to the back of his neck as a slight flush colors his cheeks, something rare for the usually unshakable hero. "What, uh, are you doing?" he stammers, his voice suddenly softer, almost as if he's trying to gather himself.

You chuckle, glancing over your shoulder to the pot simmering on the stove. "I was just making dinner," you say casually, though your tone has an underlying tease to it. "Is something wrong with that? Or are you distracted by something else?"

He clears his throat, trying to regain his composure but failing to hide the way his eyes keep drifting back to you, especially with how the apron fits around your frame. His smile widens, though there's still a bit of flustered energy in it. "I... I suppose it's nothing. Just, uh, the sight of you... is a bit surprising, that's all."

You saunter over to him, the apron strings swaying slightly with your movements. You reach up to untie it, letting it fall away to reveal nothing but bare skin beneath. "Surprised to find me cooking?"

He swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Surprised to find you dressed... like that," he says, gesturing to your state of undress. His cheeks are definitely a shade of pink now.

You laugh, a warm, intimate sound that fills the room. "Well, I figured I'd be your dessert tonight," you murmur, stepping closer to him. Your body presses against his, and despite his size, he seems to shrink just a bit as you wrap your arms around his neck.

He blinks, then laughs nervously. "Dessert, huh?" He's trying to play it cool, but his body language betrays his excitement. His arms hover around your waist, as if he's unsure whether to hold you or not.

You lean in, your breath warm against his ear. "Mm-hmm. I figured you'd need some... extra nourishment after the day you've had." You nibble gently on his earlobe, and he shivers.

Toshinori's arms finally settle around your waist, his hands strong and sure as they pull you closer. "I see," he says, his voice thick with desire. "And what's on the menu tonight?"

You tilt your head back to look at him, a mischievous glint in your eyes. "Why don't you find out?"

With that, he scoops you up, cradling you in his arms like you weigh nothing at all. Your legs wrap around his waist as he carries you out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom. The anticipation hangs in the air, a delicious tension that makes your heart race. The promise of what's to come is a sweet ache in your chest.