【CLOSED】☆ STICKS & STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES

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CATCH ALL ERASERMIGHT SINS WITH ailurophilian

<sub>[ Old habits are hard to shake, especially when it was one of your passions. As time continued, as the students were growing, things that were old and frail were also changing— beginning to decay down to the very marrow. That spark that he carried so fondly behind his chest had turned into something even less than ash and he was in worst health than he had ever been in. More ribs were showing, his stomach dipped inward even more so, any muscle that had did have was slowly fading away. He would still push himself to exhaustion in regards of staying fit and healthy, but he was sleeping longer hours and appearing a lot less energetic.

Still, in the midst of all of this, Toshinori has fixated his heart on something— someone— that brought him enough contentment to keep smiling. Of course, Izuku and the other students' achievements gave him absolute life, but like any person, he liked companionship. Specifically, something intimate.

He had been with Shouta for about three months. Nobody had completely caught on just yet; they both were very keen at keeping things secret. He never liked admitting his weaknesses, but those were bumpy roads that both had long crossed.. together.

And now, they were living together. Toshinori was still teaching and still learning how to teach, and this particular evening, he's spending time grading some quiz papers that he brought home, his bony fingers dipping into a small dish of assorted nuts and occasionally petting one of Aizawa's cats that came to his table to greet him. ]</sub>

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<sub>[ He's silently thankful Aizawa hasn't chosen to go the choking route. Although Quirkless, he still struggled with his damaged organs and the way it caused him to cough up blood now and then whenever he was surprised or doing something vigorous.. such as exercising. Last thing he wants to do is embarrass himself by coughing up blood on Aizawa.. (but maybe he'd like it? It's never really happened before so he wouldn't know.)

Finally, though, his arousal is freed and he can feel Aizawa breathing on him. He expects him to take him in by the lips, but when that doesn't happen, he lets out a muffled, frustrated whine, writhing a bit beneath the binding cloth that has him immobilized.

At the question, he's innocent enough to try and answer, but it sounds incoherent. Aizawa might not need to understand him-- just see the lust that has doused in his eyes and read his body language that yes, he's enjoying himself. ]</sub>

[ailurophilian]

Good to hear.

[He nuzzles All Might's inner thigh as he works the shaft of the other man's cock with one hand, then draws himself up, over All Might's hips, over his navel. He moves slowly; deliberately, as though he hasn't done exactly this sort of thing countless times before. He has: but it's good every time. It's exactly what he wants. The feel of this skin, the sound of All Might's reaction, this body beneath him.

He lingers over All Might's scar. His fingers don't stop: he presses one thumb into All Might's wet tongue, and the other into the head of his cock. As he does this, he leans over, pressing a soft kiss right to the center of the scar's cruel flower.]