I can't be the only one naked

And with a slight thug, the hospital gown quickly slides free from his body, revealing everything to bare.

Todoroki takes a quick breath, marveling at the sight before him. It shouldn't be a surprise to him since this is technically the second time he saw Midoriya naked, however, to see all those adorable freckles painted across his body like stars in the galaxy seems like some sort of magical display to him. Running his fingers across his soft, pale skin, Izuku tensed up in response.

"Did I hurt you?" He says forehead scrunched up in concern.

"It j-j-just tickles," Izuku smiles, suppressing his giggles.

Todoroki smiles back, now letting his hands travel across Izuku's fine hardened muscles. Izuku shivers, enjoying the way the pads of Todoroki's fingers glide all over his skin to the point it sends goosebumps all over his body. No one would've thought that such a small stature a man would be capable of having such bulging pecs and biceps. Todorki gazes fixedly at prominent and well-defined muscles, wanting to lap at the salty sweat secreting out of his pores.

"D-d-don't palm my chest," Izuku scolds, yet there's this dubious mirth in his eyes that implies that he likes it.

"Sorry," Shouto lowers his eyelash, continuing to play with it, urging his lover to show more of his erotic expression. Izuku bites his lips, withholding his amorous moans. "I heard that if you massage a person's bosom long enough, it'll grow bigger."

"I think it's only applicable to women," He pauses, and his unamused expression is replaced by a seducing smirk.

"Tell me, Shouto, do you like boobs?" And just for emphasis, he nudges his chest at the younger man's face.

"I only like yours," He answers, honestly.

"Is it alright if my boobs aren't soft and big like a girl's?"

"You do note breasts are just overhyped mounds of fat?"

Izuku burst out laughing, wrapping his arms around Shouto's neck. "What an utterly unsexy description of one of mankind's fatal assets."

He shrugs.

"Going back to the topic," Midoriya grabs Shouto's hand and guides it somewhere else. "I'd rather you touch this instead, darling."

Todoroki licks his lips, fighting the urge to pounce on him right then and there. Izuku's dick was completely hard and pulsating, just begging to be touched and stroked.

"Like what you see?" Izuku whispers seductively against his ears, making Todoroki involuntarily buck his hips, but Izuku pulled away just in time to prevent him from feeling any sort of relief.

"You already know the answer to that," Shouto replies through gritted teeth. Izuku began unbuttoning his shirt, a nasty glint in his eyes. "I-I-Izuku," He warned, feeling rather unsettled about having the tables turned on him.

Izuku winks. "I can't be the only one naked,"

He throws Shouto's dress shirt on the floor, revealing a boyish lean chest. The younger male covers his face, yet the brightness of his face, so bright it could rival the color of his hair, is burning crimson and noticeable.

Izuku frowns. "Why are you covering your face?" He pulls Shouto's arms away but he won't budge. "Shouto," He says, disapprovingly.

"I'm not... as you..." He replies weakly, almost to the point he sounds like he is sobbing.

Well-built, that's what Todoroki wanted to say. How typical for a teenager such as him to be insecure about his body? Who knew that even the Todoroki Shouto is capable of feeling such things? But maybe that's the reason why he's so lovable to Izuku's eyes, he has access to Shouto's vulnerability that only he can see.

"I don't mind," Izuku kisses him on the forehead, entwining his fingers with the strands of his lover's soft dual-toned hair. "I find you... mouth-watering,"

Todoroki lets out a soft yelp as feels a warm tongue encircling his right nipple.

"Look how perky and pink it is already," He says, a soft plop echoing in the room as Izuku began aggressively sucking and sucking on Todoroki's nipples. Using his other hand, he rolls the pads of his fingers on the unattended nipple.

"Deku," Shouto gasps, a shaking mess on the bed.