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    Then he notices someone standing a few steps away from the group, tall and arms loosely crossed over his chest. The faint streetlights glint off his lavender eyes and Shinsou smiles over at him. He’s not in costume, unless you count the form-fitting hero uniform, which Aizawa immediately does not. The young man is smirking and he shifts his weight as the children run off down the path, candy buckets swinging.

    “Nice decorations,” Shinsou says amused. “I didn’t peg you as the type, Sensei.”

    Aizawa gives him a long, unimpressed once-over. “You came dressed as yourself? That’s not very creative, Hitoshi.” But he speaks with a kind of fondness that’s become familiar over the years.

    Shinsou only grins wider and walks closer to Aizawa. “Maybe I was trying to impress someone,” he replies smoothly.

    Aizawa’s brow arches. “Eri’s not here. She’s out with Mirio and Midoriya. Figured it would be more fun for her that way since they both still act like children.”

    “I wasn’t talking about Eri,” Shinsou grins, stepping closer. “Thought maybe I’d swing by and see if my favourite mentor was giving out any special treats tonight.”

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    “You’re going to have to stop leaving me like this," Shinsou murmurs.

    He wraps his arms around Aizawa’s back, fingers curling against his tank top. The longing that had been building up within him on those lonely nights surges forward like a wave cresting against the shore, taking him by surprise.

    Shinsou tilts his head up and kisses Aizawa, tinged with a little desperation on Shinsou’s part as he always misses Aizawa more when he’s away. He’d thought by now the man could retire, but every now and then he still gets pulled away and Shinsou tries not to worry; Aizawa is still a capable, confident hero after all. Clearly, Aizawa gets the hint and presses Shinsou back into the mattress. Shinsou’s skin burns with need when he feels Aizawa’s hand slip beneath his sleep pants at the same time he places a kiss against the corner of Shinsou’s mouth.

    “I’ve missed you,” Aizawa admits again.

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    He raises the paper again, unsure if he even wants to continue reading, but his ego doesn’t let him just crumple it up and toss it away.

    Sometimes I trace the slope of your shoulders, the curve of your spine, your sharp collarbones. I imagine what it would feel like to rest my hand against your chest and trace those places with my hands. Your body speaks in ways your voice never does. I imagine sometimes my mouth traveling across your body- Bakugou lowers the letter again, feeling heat rising on his face even more, but even worse than that, his cock twitches inside his sweatpants. Just from reading some damn words by some pervert who has been watching him?

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    “You could have left those for later,” Yamada murmurs against his neck. “You’re always so responsible.” There’s a teasing tone to those words, but there’s affection underlying it as well. Aizawa huffs quietly, the corner of his mouth twitching, even as he reaches for another plate.

    “You’re the one who spilled half the batter then left.” He reaches for the spray to rinse the suds off the plate before he stacks it with the others to dry.

    Yamada chuckles against him and Aizawa can feel the sensation settle into his chest. The next kiss Yamada places against his throat is gentle, unhurried; then another, lower near the hollow where his pulse beats slow and steady. Yamada’s lips are soft and Aizawa’s grip on the plate falters for a fraction of a second. He steadies himself against the counter, swallowing the small sound that wants to rise. Despite the water still running, Yamada doesn’t stop. One kiss, then another, until he’s pushing away the collar of Aizawa’s shirt to kiss his shoulder.

    “Stop distracting me,” Aizawa finally says.

    “If you’re distracted, it’s because you choose to be,” Yamada offers unhelpfully.

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    To his credit, Shigaraki doesn’t tense up when Dabi’s rough hand grabs his ass again. Not even when that hand glides across his skin, pressing insistently at the flesh. It wouldn’t be the first time Dabi has manhandled him, and he’s almost certain it won’t be the last. What the rest of the league doesn’t know, and all that.

    “You’re the one dragging me out here like a kid looking for a playground fight.”

    “I’m not opposed to still kicking your ass instead,” Dabi growls in response.

    Shigaraki just rolls his eyes and presses his cheek against the cool metal of the train car. “Just do what you came out here to do already.” He sounds a little bored and that just irritates Dabi more, so he jerks sharply on Shigaraki’s hair, earning him another wrecked moan.

    “I fucking hate you,” Shigaraki seethes.

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    Humanity has long since become an anomaly, a relic of biology adrift in a world that no longer remembers how to accommodate flesh. The artificial sun reflects on chrome and metal, but not on skin, which is eerie in itself. Humans still exist, scattered throughout the layers of this machine made world. They are not hunted, nor are they embraced, there are simply too few of them to matter. Some sell themselves as curiosities, living displays in museums; while others hide and attempt to blend in, wearing layers of metal and synthetic fabric meant to mimic the countless android models that move through the city.

    Beneath it all, a fascination festers for human life.

    That’s when Aizawa steps out of the shadows in front of him and blocks his path. The light at the end of the alley casts a faint halo along the sharp lines on Shinsou’s face.

    “You shouldn’t be here.”

    Shinsou stiffens, shoving his hands into his hoodie pockets as he comes to a halt. “Yeah, I’ve heard that before.”

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    The villain leans down, lips brushing against Shigaraki’s ear. “Not gonna lie… I like seeing you like this. Struggling, but clearly turned on.”

    “I’m not- Touch me again and I’ll rot your face off!” But the threat is empty and they all know it.

    As if emphasising the point, he presses a palm against the bulge growing in Shigaraki’s thin pants. Shigaraki’s eyes flicker towards Hawks, almost like he’s asking for help. Hawks is always the level headed one, preferring to watch more often than join most of the time, but tonight there’s a headiness behind his eyes he can’t disguise.

    “You’re so fucking hard!” Dabi laughs, pulling back to survey Shigaraki laying pinned underneath Hawks.

    Shigaraki growls, trying to find some shred of authority. “Shut up and get your disgusting hands off me, hero!”

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    Shinsou groans and rolls over suddenly, pinning Monoma to the bed as he slides his hand over the other’s mouth. Shinsou leans closer to him, lavender eyes staring down into pale blue. “God, you don’t shut up, do you?”

    Monoma whines against Shinsou’s hand, trying to form words as the blonde reaches up to shove his palm away. When that apparently doesn’t work, he starts squirming against him. Shinsou raises an eyebrow and mutters, “Better, much better… You’re almost tolerable like this.”

    Pinned under Shinsou’s weight, Monoma writhers in protest, hips bucking as muffled noises spill against Shinsou’s palm. At first, all the wriggling and movement don’t bother him, but the more Monoma moves, the more something stirs within his gut, twisting into some sort of malformed idea of lust. Shinsou stiffens, sucking in a sharp breath. But Monoma, true to his word, is sharp, and his eyes watch the flush blooming across Shinsou’s cheekbones. Something mischievous and downright mean sparks in his gaze.

    Then he licks Shinsou's hand.

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    His thumb flips through the profiles and he nearly flips past the face on the screen that is decidedly not some teacher he had in the past. Because there’s no fucking way. But oh, that fucking look, so familiar right down to the unimpressed stare in his eyes.

    “You’ve got to be kidding me,” Bakugou grins, immediately swiping right.

    There are strands of grey in his hair now, and in the rough stubble along his jaw, but Bakugou’s gut reaction is the same as it had been back then, an immediate and shamefully strong pull.

    It’s a match!

    No way.

    No fucking way.

    Well that’s a surprise.

    [Bakugou:] Wow. Wasn’t expecting this on my 2025 bingo card.
    [Aizawa:] I honestly have no idea what that means.

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    “You’re hard,” Todoroki says quietly, simply stating a fact.

    Shinsou wants the ground to open up and swallow him whole; nevermind he’s almost positive Todoroki can probably hear his heart hammering against his ribs. Everything inside of himself is telling him to pull away, but Todoroki’s arms are around him tightly and they don’t seem to be letting go.

    “I- shut up,” Shinsou mutters with no malice.

    For once, Shinsou wishes Bakugou would storm in yelling about absolutely nothing. Something. Anything not to have to shift against Todoroki and face the humiliating knowledge that Todoroki knows he’s hard from a hug. Shinsou tries to will himself to go to sleep and ignore the humiliating pulse between his legs, until Todoroki speaks again, barely above a whisper.

    “Do you want me to help with it?”

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    Aizawa’s reply is a hiss through his clenched teeth as he bucks up into Yamada’s mouth, the wet heat suddenly overwhelming. Aizawa’s hands tighten in his hair and Yamada groans around him when the man above him holds his head down. He doesn’t let up, his tongue swirling around the engorged flesh while one hand strokes the base of Aizawa’s cock.

    “Fuck.”

    The word comes from a third voice and Aizawa’s eyes, which had closed as he got lost in the sensation, snap open. Standing in the doorway of the classroom is Shinsou, wearing a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt with a picture of a cat being abducted by an alien. Around his neck rests the capture scarf he had given Shinsou during one of their training sessions, as if he had been summoned here for an impromptu training session.

    Yamada pulls off his cock which hasn’t flagged and glistens with Yamada’s saliva as it bobs in front of his face. “Oh hey, you’re kind of late.”

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    “What, going to feel me up where anyone can just walk in?” Hawks chuckles. “Where’s the romance? The candles and bottle of champagne?”

    “Shut up,” Dabi growls, biting down against the tendon on his neck causing Hawks’ breath to hitch.

    “Mh... guess that’s a no to romance then,” Hawks manages to get out in between his quiet gasps while Dabi drags his nails down his skin. “Seriously though, what if someone walks in? It’d be pretty bad for my image, letting you manhandle me like this.”

    Dabi’s hand slips from his shirt and he begins to palm him through his cargo pants, causing Hawks to gasp louder. “Fuck!” His hips press up into Dabi’s needy hands. “Okay, okay. You’ve made your point.”

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    But Aizawa doesn’t move, just stands there with loose arms crossed over his chest and an expression of weariness that borders on irritation from having his night disrupted. Reluctantly, he sits on the arm of the couch and Bakugou takes it as a victory, stretching out a little so his legs bump against Aizawa’s. Then he’s pushing himself up and crawling closer to him, his hand drifting towards Aizawa’s arm. He leans forward until he can feel the heat of Aizawa’s breath against his jaw.

    “Bet you’ve thought about it,” Bakugou whispers, the words a little sluggish. “Bet you’ve wondered what it would be like to fuck me.”

    Aizawa’s hand snaps out and he grabs Bakugou’s wrist to stop him from advancing further, his eyes narrowing. “You’re drunk,” he says with a flat voice.

    But Bakugou just laughs and instead of pulling away, he presses forward and grabs onto Aizawa’s shirt, fingers curling around the fabric. “So what if I am?” His mouth is dangerously close to Aizawa’s. “Doesn’t make it any less true.”

    Aizawa pushes him back, not roughly, but enough to create distance between them. “This isn’t happening.”

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    Bakugou growls low in his throat, hands itching to blast Kaminari into silence. “Will you knock it off!? I’m not showing you anything!”

    “I just want one peek at the goods! You can even charge me if that makes you feel better. I’ll pay in compliments. Or snacks. Or whatever current your big man-ego accepts.” He leans closer to Bakugou and grins. “Otherwise, I’m telling everyone I saw it and Todoroki is a big liar.”

    Suddenly, Bakugou spins on his heel, grabs Kaminari’s wrist and drags him down the hallway. Kaminari squeals in protest, stumbling after Bakugou until the explosive blonde shoves the door open to an empty classroom and literally tosses him inside.

    “What the hell- Bakugou, wait!” Kaminari tries to protest.

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    Before Bakugou can even finish the sentence, Shinsou has him under his control, his face going blank and the threads from Shinsou’s mind easily hooking into Bakugou’s. Some people just go under easily. Shinsou can see the fire in his eyes dim and for a brief moment, he feels the sharp tug of Bakugou trying to resist; but, the threads weave through the cracks of Bakugou’s defiance. Shinsou takes in the sight of him, the storm of Bakugou’s willpower bound in invisible chains and he can feel him rattling them.

    Fuck, this is intoxicating.

    Shinsou moves closer, voice soft but confident. “Good boy, don’t move.”

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    The line connects after a few rings and Shinsou hisses quietly. “You son of a bitch,” he says, biting back a moan. “Shut it off!”

    On the other end of the line, there is silence before Yamada laughs, the sound going straight to Shinsou’s core.

    “Oh don’t be dramatic. I don’t know what you’re even talking about,” but Yamada’s voice drips with amusement.

    Shinsou knows that Aizawa is likely teaching classes at the moment and wouldn’t be stupid enough to open the app and control the device during that time, so it leaves only one other suspect. Shinsou squeezes his eyes shut tighter as the vibrations intensify, pulsing in rhythmic waves that make Shinsou’s ass clench. He’s tempted to just hang up, but he’s feeling desperate and a loud moan is ripped from his throat when the vibration dulls for a moment then pick up speed again.

    Shinsou bites down on his lip hard, a soft whine escaping despite his best efforts to sound pissed off. “Fuck you, it’s not funny. You’re insane because I’m in class!” he whines louder, quickly undoing his pants and shoving his hand into his boxers to wrap around his cock.

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    Outside, he can hear people walking by, returning to their own cars and knows if someone were to look in the window they’d see him splayed out underneath Yamada. Aizawa tenses, caught between wanting Yamada to continue and the fear of actually getting caught like this.

    “Hizashi,” Aizawa tries again, a little breathless as Yamada places a kiss against his sharp hip bone. “Come on, let’s go home.”

    “In a minute,” Yamada murmurs, biting now at his hip bone causes Aizawa to jolt and groan softly.

    But clearly Yamada doesn’t know what a minute is because he’s undoing Aizawa’s pants and jerking them down, leaving them hanging off one of his legs.

    “Wait, Hiz-” but Yamada is already reaching over him, covering him with his body as he opens the center console of the car and digs around, producing a packet of single use lube.

    “Absolutely not, ‘Zashi. There are people outside,” Aizawa growls.

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    Todoroki sighs, leaning against the wall to unlace his shoes before he sets them neatly by the door. “I wasn’t interested,” he says calmly. “I was answering her questions. That’s all.”

    But Bakugou isn’t appeased, his crimson eyes burning with irritation, fueled by something deeper than just annoyance. He stalks across the living room and Todoroki pauses mid-motion of removing his jacket. “You don’t get it, do you? People don’t look at you the way they look at everyone else. They see you and think they’ve got a shot. They think you’ll let them in if they just smile the right way.”

    Todoroki’s gaze narrows, something flickering within his mismatched eyes. “Katsuki, the only person I’m interested in thinking they’ve got a shot with me, is you, not them.”

    Bakugou doesn’t stop until Todoroki’s back hits the front door, the rest of the groceries forgotten entirely. His palms slap against the door on either side of Todoroki’s shoulders, caging him in. “Yeah, well maybe I want you to show it more,” he hisses, his face inches from Todoroki’s.

    “Maybe I don’t want anyone thinking they’ve got a chance. You’re my boyfriend, damn it. Mine,” he growls.

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    “You ever think,” Shinsou begins, trying to sound casual, “about.. changing things up? You know… between us?”

    Aizawa lowers his coffee mug just enough to catch his gaze. “Changing things up?” He repeats. He watches Shinsou shift in his chair, clearly a little uncomfortable.

    “I mean, what if I wanted to fuck you? Just once. Just to try it.”

    Aizawa sets the tablet down on the dining table and wraps both hands around the mug instead. “That’s what’s been rattling around in your head these past few weeks?” When Shinsou nods and tries to meet Aizawa’s gaze, the older man says nothing for a moment. He takes a slow sip of his coffee, then, setting the mug down again, he speaks evenly.

    “Are you sure you’re ready to take the lead?”

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    “You like being used, don’t you? You like being filled in front of all these people, letting them see what a slut you are for me.”

    Dabi chokes on a groan, arms wrapping around Aizawa’s back, fingers dragging down his skin. Aizawa’s words are dragging him deeper into the spiral he’s fought against his whole life. Aizawa’s hand slides to Dabi’s throat, not choking him, just holding him there, forcing his head back so their eyes meet again. Dabi shudders, a moan breaking free as Aizawa’s hips grind down harder inside of him.

    “Shut up,” Dabi spits, though it sounds more like a plea than a command. His voice cracks when Aizawa thrusts harder, deliberately unrelenting. “Shut the fuck up, don’t ta-”

    The slap is sharp and unexpected and Dabi stares up at Aizawa in surprise. That wasn’t in the script. “Tell me how much you like it.”

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