Todoroki x Reader x Bakugo
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Bakugo slowly stood up first, shivering slightly in the process as a chill ran down his spine. He was tired of avoiding the damned ice. A grimace fell upon his face as he brought his crackling palm up to his...
A/N: Warning! HINT of smut/lemon/lime whatever you want to call it in this chapter.
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(A/N: Random Todoroki - because, why not?)
**Todoroki's POV**
"Mmm...y/n." I couldn't help but let out the slightest moan as our lips parted from each other, silently cursing the need to break away for air.
As we parted, I instantly missed her sweet taste, but the connecting saliva that trailed from our mouths made our sloppy kiss even hotter. I carefully lifted y/n up, her legs squeezing my waist and her arms slinging haphazardly around my neck as I carried her to the couch. After gently laying her down, my eyes glazed down at her disheveled appearance, my arms resting on both sides of her head.
y/n's top was half on, one sleeve sliding sexily off her bare shoulder. Her h/c hair was tousled from being pressed up against the wall beforehand. Her lips slightly parted as she looked up at me with those glazed but beautiful and innocent e/c eyes. With that lustful half-lidded look she gave me, I couldn't restrain myself and attacked her neck with kisses.
"Prince Shoto-oo~"
I didn't know why I ever let her call me 'prince' in the first place...
I dismissed the thought when y/n moaned into my ear, making my length grow even longer and harder for her. I continued to kiss and nip on her most sensitive spots, even when I felt her scrunch up her neck and heard a few giggles erupt from her since she was cutely ticklish.
Down the line, that ticklish feeling must have been replaced purely by pleasure since the only noises coming out from her now were breathy moans and mewls.
I nuzzled my face deeper against the crook of her neck, becoming a bit rougher as I bit and sucked harder, leaving a trail of red spots which guaranteed a few hickey marks the next morning that she would be embarrassed about and most likely chew me out for later. The next thing I knew, she had buried her hands in my white and red colored hair in pleasure, louder moans escaping her lips.
I hungrily let my warm and cold hands roam up and down the sides of her body, allowing me to memorize the shape of her curves and making her shiver from both of the overwhelming sensations at once.
I hastily placed a knee in between her legs to keep her from closing them, taking note and smirking at the fact that she was already wet. I got into a better position so that I could have my head in between her legs as I placed kisses down her thighs. I went teasingly slow as I reached her core, but before things got even more heated...
I woke up from my dream.
Shit. I cursed internally before wiping myself clean of the thick white liquid I had discovered after waking up.
My wet dreams were getting worse...or maybe better? Worse because I felt bad lusting after y/n that way, but better because the dreams were becoming so vivid. I swear, she could have been right next to me. I started having more of these lewd dreams after y/n agreed to play the servant princess and had started coming over to my house after school to rehearse lines with me.
