https://blue.feedland.org/?river=http://data.feedland.org/blue/feeds/moss.xml It's just a feed for now Fri, 26 Jan 2024 03:05:36 GMT feedland v0.6.43 https://cyber.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html Fri, 26 Jan 2024 03:05:35 GMT http://rpc.rsscloud.io:5337/pleaseNotify Thu, January 25, 2024 10:05 PM EST <p>Originally posted to twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha</p> <p>He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day.</p> <p>“Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?”</p> <p>“Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him.</p> <p>“Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?”</p> <p>“Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly.</p> <p>“No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?”</p> <p>Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help.</p> <p>“Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes.</p> <p>When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders.</p> <p>“You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask.</p> <p>Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.”</p> <p>How could Eijiro ever say no to that?</p> <p>After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself.</p> <p>“You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.”</p> <p>He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen.</p> <p>“You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair.</p> <p>Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind.</p> <p>Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet.</p> <p>His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck.</p> <p>“You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?”</p> <p>Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for.</p> <p>He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him.</p> <p>“Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together.</p> <p>Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him.</p> <p>He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him.</p> <p>The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.</p> Fri, 26 Jan 2024 03:05:36 GMT https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274563 https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274563 Originally posted to twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day. “Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?” “Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him. “Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?” “Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly. “No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?” Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help. “Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes. When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders. “You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask. Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.” How could Eijiro ever say no to that? After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself. “You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.” He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen. “You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair. Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind. Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet. His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck. “You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?” Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for. He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him. “Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together. Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him. He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him. The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him. <p>Originally posted to twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha</p> <p>He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day.</p> <p>“Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?”</p> <p>“Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him.</p> <p>“Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?”</p> <p>“Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly.</p> <p>“No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?”</p> <p>Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help.</p> <p>“Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes.</p> <p>When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders.</p> <p>“You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask.</p> <p>Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.”</p> <p>How could Eijiro ever say no to that?</p> <p>After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself.</p> <p>“You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.”</p> <p>He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen.</p> <p>“You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair.</p> <p>Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind.</p> <p>Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet.</p> <p>His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck.</p> <p>“You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?”</p> <p>Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for.</p> <p>He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him.</p> <p>“Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together.</p> <p>Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him.</p> <p>He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him.</p> <p>The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.</p> Fri, 26 Jan 2024 03:03:45 GMT https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274561 https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274561 Originally posted to twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day. “Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?” “Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him. “Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?” “Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly. “No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?” Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help. “Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes. When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders. “You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask. Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.” How could Eijiro ever say no to that? After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself. “You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.” He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen. “You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair. Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind. Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet. His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck. “You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?” Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for. He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him. “Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together. Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him. He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him. The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him. <p>Originally posted on twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha</p> <p>He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day.</p> <p>“Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?”</p> <p>“Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him.</p> <p>“Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?”</p> <p>“Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly.</p> <p>“No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?”</p> <p>Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help.</p> <p>“Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes.</p> <p>When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders.</p> <p>“You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask.</p> <p>Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.”</p> <p>How could Eijiro ever say no to that?</p> <p>After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself.</p> <p>“You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.”</p> <p>He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen.</p> <p>“You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair.</p> <p>Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind.</p> <p>Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet.</p> <p>His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck.</p> <p>“You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?”</p> <p>Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for.</p> <p>He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him.</p> <p>“Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together.</p> <p>Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him.</p> <p>He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him.</p> <p>The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.</p> Fri, 26 Jan 2024 03:02:31 GMT https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274560 https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274560 Originally posted on twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day. “Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?” “Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him. “Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?” “Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly. “No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?” Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help. “Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes. When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders. “You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask. Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.” How could Eijiro ever say no to that? After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself. “You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.” He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen. “You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair. Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind. Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet. His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck. “You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?” Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for. He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him. “Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together. Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him. He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him. The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him. <p>Originally posted on twt</p> <p>#kirideku #nsfw #mha</p> <p>He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day.</p> <p>“Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?”</p> <p>“Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him.</p> <p>“Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?”</p> <p>“Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly.</p> <p>“No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?”</p> <p>Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help.</p> <p>“Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes.</p> <p>When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders.</p> <p>“You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask.</p> <p>Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.”</p> <p>How could Eijiro ever say no to that?</p> <p>After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself.</p> <p>“You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.”</p> <p>He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen.</p> <p>“You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair.</p> <p>Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind.</p> <p>Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet.</p> <p>His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck.</p> <p>“You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?”</p> <p>Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for.</p> <p>He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him.</p> <p>“Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together.</p> <p>Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him.</p> <p>He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him.</p> <p>The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.</p> Fri, 26 Jan 2024 03:01:59 GMT https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274559 https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274559 Originally posted on twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day. “Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?” “Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him. “Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?” “Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly. “No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?” Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help. “Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes. When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders. “You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask. Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.” How could Eijiro ever say no to that? After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself. “You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.” He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen. “You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair. Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind. Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet. His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck. “You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?” Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for. He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him. “Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together. Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him. He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him. The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him. <p>Originally posted on twt</p> <p>#kirideku #nsfw #mha</p> <p>He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day.</p> <p>“Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?”</p> <p>“Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him.</p> <p>“Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?”</p> <p>“Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly.</p> <p>“No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?”</p> <p>Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help.</p> <p>“Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes.</p> <p>When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders.</p> <p>“You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask.</p> <p>Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.”</p> <p>How could Eijiro ever say no to that?</p> <p>After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself.</p> <p>“You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.”</p> <p>He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen.</p> <p>“You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair.</p> <p>Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind.</p> <p>Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet.</p> <p>His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck.</p> <p>“You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?”</p> <p>Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for.</p> <p>He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him.</p> <p>“Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together.</p> <p>Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him.</p> <p>He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him.</p> <p>The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.</p> Fri, 26 Jan 2024 02:59:54 GMT https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274557 https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274557 Originally posted on twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day. “Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?” “Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him. “Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?” “Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly. “No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?” Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help. “Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes. When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders. “You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask. Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.” How could Eijiro ever say no to that? After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself. “You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.” He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen. “You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair. Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind. Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet. His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck. “You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?” Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for. He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him. “Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together. Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him. He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him. The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him. <p>Originally posted on twt</p> <p>#kirideku #nsfw #mha</p> <p>He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day.</p> <p>“Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?”</p> <p>“Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him.</p> <p>“Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?”</p> <p>“Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly.</p> <p>“No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?”</p> <p>Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help.</p> <p>“Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes.</p> <p>When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders.</p> <p>“You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask.</p> <p>Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.”</p> <p>How could Eijiro ever say no to that?</p> <p>After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself.</p> <p>“You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.”</p> <p>He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen.</p> <p>“You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair.</p> <p>Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind.</p> <p>Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet.</p> <p>His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck.</p> <p>“You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?”</p> <p>Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for.</p> <p>He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him.</p> <p>“Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together.</p> <p>Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him.</p> <p>He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him.</p> <p>The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.</p> Fri, 26 Jan 2024 02:58:12 GMT https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274555 https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274555 Originally posted on twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day. “Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?” “Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him. “Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?” “Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly. “No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?” Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help. “Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes. When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders. “You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask. Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.” How could Eijiro ever say no to that? After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself. “You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.” He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen. “You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair. Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind. Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet. His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck. “You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?” Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for. He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him. “Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together. Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him. He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him. The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him. <p>Originally posted on twt</p> <p>#kirideku #nsfw #mha</p> <p>He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day.</p> <p>“Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?”</p> <p>“Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him.</p> <p>“Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?”</p> <p>“Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly.</p> <p>“No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?”</p> <p>Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help.</p> <p>“Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes.</p> <p>When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders.</p> <p>“You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask.</p> <p>Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.”</p> <p>How could Eijiro ever say no to that?</p> <p>After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself.</p> <p>“You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.”</p> <p>He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen.</p> <p>“You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair.</p> <p>Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind.</p> <p>Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet.</p> <p>His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck.</p> <p>“You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?”</p> <p>Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for.</p> <p>He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him.</p> <p>“Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together.</p> <p>Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him.</p> <p>He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him.</p> <p>The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.</p> Fri, 26 Jan 2024 02:58:04 GMT https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274554 https://blue.feedland.org/?item=274554 Originally posted on twt #kirideku #nsfw #mha He was expecting it, really. Izuku was quiet when he had arrived at the agency that morning, the anxiety thrumming under his skin palpable to anyone near him. Eijiro had a feeling that he’d end up at his door later that day. “Eijiro?” Izuku called meekly, poking his head into his office. “Are you busy?” “Just catching up on some paper work! Routine stuff. What can I do for you?” He already knew what Izuku wanted, but asked anyways. The way Izuku stumbled and blushed while he asked was cute, sue him. “Well, I was just wondering, if I could maybe, if it’s not too much trouble..”, Izuku paused, stepping into the room and shutting the door properly. “If I could sit with you, for a bit?” “Of course you can, Izuku. You know my couch is always free for a friend!” he really did prefer to hear Izuku ask for what he wanted properly. “No, I mean.. i-if i could sit in your lap?” Izukus gaze flickered from Eijiros face to the floor, as he fiddled with his hands. “And maybe, if you’re okay with it, that is, I could keep you warm? Inside?” Eijiro smiled. He knew Izuku would ask properly with a little help. “Come here, Izuku.” Eijiro said, holding out a hand and swivelling in his chair, making space. As Izuku got closer, he noticed the subtle shaking of his shoulders and the sheen of his eyes. When he was close enough, Eijiro lifted both hands to his hips, gently guiding Izuku into his lap. Izuku didn’t hesitate to tuck his face against his neck, hands coming up to grasp at broad shoulders. “You wanna talk about it, Zuku?” He asked, bringing a hand up to cradle the back of Izukus head, while the other stroked gently at his back. Notices his hairs still damp, it must have taken him a while after his shower to work up the courage to ask. Izuku shook his head, pressing firmer into his neck. “No, not yet- just please. please.” How could Eijiro ever say no to that? After some shuffling, he’s able to get Izukus pants down enough without making the poor thing stand, and reaches between them to free himself. “You ready? Shift your hips a little for me- yeah, exactly like that Zuku. There you go honey.” He coos, gently helping guide Izuku onto his cock. He’s wet enough that the glide is easy. “That’s it, good boy, make yourself comfortable.” He sits, patient, as Izuku shifts around, sinking Eijiro as deep as he can before going still, letting out a few small whines at the stretch. Eijiro can practically feel the tension leaking from his body already. Once he’s sure Izuku has settled, he turns his chair back around, picking up his pen. “You just let me know if you need anything else, alright? I’ll do some work, and once we’re both ready i’ll take you home. That sound good?” he asks, pressing a kiss into Izukus hair. Izukus arms slide to wrap around his neck as he nods, pressing himself flush to Eijiro. Little sighs and soft noises of content slip from Izukus lips, but he’s already beyond words. He normally loses his voice at this point though, Eijiro doesn’t mind. Izuku quickly loses track of time, floats. Lets himself bask in the warm stretch, hopes it will last forever, even when he knows it never would. But he lets the thought go; it doesn’t matter right now. He allows his anxiety to fall away, and his brain to go quiet. His awareness starts to creep back in as Eijiro speaks softly to him. He groans quietly, fighting his grip around Eijiros neck. “You back with me, Izuku? We’ve been here almost an hour, it’s time to go home, honey.” he runs his fingers through Izukus hair as he speaks. “But i did get you this. Do you want me to put it inside? Keep you nice and open while i take you home, hm?” Izuku cracks his eyes open, shifts his head to look at what Eijiro is holding out to him. It’s a toy, small and plain, but with a flared base. Not quite the same as having Eijiro in him, but something he’s willing to settle for. He nods into Eijiros neck, closing his eyes again. Whines as Eijiro slips out, but settles quickly when the toy replaces him. “Go back to that good place, honey. I’ll get you home to bed, no need to worry about a thing.” he can feel his pants being pulled back around his hips, is aware of the shuffling as Eijiro tucks himself away. Very thing after that fades out, blurs together. Eijiro finishes packing up for the day, keeping Izuku tucked close and warm. He’s walking out of the agency carrying him a few minutes later. Whenever this happens he’s always greatful Izuku lives so close. Is greatful Izuku added him into his security system, so he can get inside the apartment without having to disturb him. He carried him up into his bed room, tucks him under blankets. Whispers gentle words to him when Izukus eyes open to look at him. Holds his hand and kisses his forehead as Izuku falls asleep. Waits until he’s sure he’s out before he leaves, locking up behind him. The next day, Izuku was much calmer when he arrived to work. All easy smiles and relaxed shoulders. Eijiro finds a small dessert on his desk after patrol, no note attached. But he knows it’s Izukus way of thanking him.