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It's late when you stumble into Todoroki's college dorm room.
He looks up at you in surprise. He's tucked into bed, hair slightly ruffled. It's 2am and he's fucking reading beneath a small hot pink Ikea book light thats clipped to the headboard of his university-issued four post dorm bed. He's got wiry glasses on and he looks so cute and goddamn scholarly you can't stand it.
"You gotta stop leaving your door unlocked." You say as you throw yourself down on his twin bed. He quickly pulls his feet out from under you. You bounce a few times on the mattress as you curl into a comfortable position and turn to face him. He ignores your statement about his dorm room being unlocked.
"Were you at a party?" His eyes roam your body - and you can't help but strike a quick pose for your best friend because you know you look hot. You're wearing a tight black body suit that makes your boobs bulge in a Bridgerton-regency-era-hoity-toity-smokin-hot kinda way that you love. The body suit is sleekly tucked into a pair of dark wash high waisted jeans that hug the curves of your ass and thighs sweetly. You get comfortable on top of the comforter, kicking your heels off onto the floor. You wonder if Shoto notices your outfit and how sinfully sexy you look tonight...in fact, you've been dying for him to notice you *ahem* sexually for years now, but to seemingly no avail.
"Yes, I was at a party. But it was lameee and you weren't there so obviously it was a total waste of a night."
He smiles when you imply that not spending the evening together pushes an evening into "lame" territory.
"You look nice." He says in that flat, serious tone of his. Your heart soars.
"I try." You say, trying not to show how much his compliment has affected you. "What ya readin' that's got you up so late on a Saturday night, Sho?" You crane your neck to see the cover of his book, but he shields it from view.
"Nothing interesting." He says, but you can hear the lightest waver in his voice. You cock an eyebrow, hoping he'll elaborate.
He doesn't.
He marks his page and closes his book neatly. He reaches to quickly place it upside down his bedside table, but not before you catch a glimpse of the cover.
"Sho is that - "
"It's nothing."
"-is that Fifty Shades of Grey?" You all but shout. He shushes you, eyes wide with worry.
"Y/N, it's two in the morning. You'll wake someone."
"Who cares! This is an insane life moment and I may need witnesses to corroborate my story when I wake up tomorrow and remember that Shoto Todoroki is reading a smutty vampire fanfic inspired novel!"
"I'm reading it for the plot."
"Bull. Shit."
He huffs in frustration, his breath sending his bangs flying up for a moment before falling gracefully across his aristocratic forehead once more.
"I'm just...doing some research."
"On BDSM? Because I can promise you that book is not an accurate representation of healthy sexual dynamics. I'm sure we can find you some better BDSM literature and - "
"It's not about the BDSM." He interjects. "Not necessarily."
"Oh. Then what are you researching?"
He refuses to meet your gaze, shifting uncomfortably under the covers.
"I'm trying to make a list of things that turn me on. I'm trying to figure out what kinds of...sexual things...that I'm interested in."
There's a pause in which neither of you says a thing. Shoto avoids eye contact.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
You take a beat, suddenly abashed. "Sho...I'm sorry for barging in like that and demanding to know what you're up to. It's really none of my business why you're reading that book." You slide your hand along the comforter and find his foot. You squeeze it softly through the thick fabric. "Sorry if I made you feel embarrassed or ashamed for exploring your sexuality. You shouldn't be."
"I'm not." He says too quickly, his face covered in a red blush that says otherwise. You flash him what you hope is a reassuring smile.
"It's perfectly natural. And I think this is a great way for you to see what piques your interest in a sexual context. In fact, I have a few romance novels I can lend you that might help with this process. We're talking majorly sexy texts here."
"Really?" He says hopefully, his wide eyes darting between you and the smutty novel laying facedown on his nightstand.
"Yeah, there's some really great books out there. And have you ever read fan fiction? I bet that would blow your mind!" You laugh and he looks at you in awe like you're the queen of smutty literature.
"There's so much I don't know. I feel almost like...like everyone took a class on sexuality and forgot to tell me about it. There's just so much I haven't really thought through yet. What I like. What I want. It's confusing." He sighs in a way that for any other guy would be considered melodramatic. But since it's Shoto, you recognize it as true frustration and angst.
"Sho, everyone figures things out at their own pace. It's alright to be moving at a different speed with sex. I promise." You say kindly, and he nods appreciatively. You continue, "You should be figuring out what you like - researching, experimenting."
Suddenly, your struck with a genius, but wildly improbable idea. You can't help the way the offer comes tumbling out of your mouth like a fast river down rocks. "Actually, if you're interested in some hands on learning...I'm your gal."
Shoto blinks, confused. He seems to think he didn't hear you right.
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is..." You've got him in the palm of your hand, now. He's staring at you with such concentration, you feel you might catch on fire (or maybe that's just the spark of arousal that's ignited between your legs at the longing way he's staring at your mouth). "If there's anything you'd like to try...um...physically with a partner...well, what I mean to say is...we can do it together."
Shoto just stares at you.
"Only if you're comfortable, of course." You amend, blush rising and flushing your cheeks. "I just think you're hot, Sho. And I think we could have a lot of fun exploring what you're into...uh...together."
"Hm." Shoto looks at you thoughtfully, his eyes roaming across your face, your mouth, your boobs, your face again. "I think you're hot, too."
You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Oh, well that's a relief."
"I mean it." He says, mouth spreading into an uncertain grin. "I've always found you attractive."
"Wow, you sure know how to compliment a lady." You say sarcastically, flashing him a thumbs up.
"Don't do that." He says flatly, shaking his head.
"Don't do what?"
"Deflect my genuine thoughts with sarcasm. I know I'm not the best when it comes to being social, but I promise I'm being serious right now. I've always found you attractive. I don't need to read a romance novel or fanfiction to figure that out. I just look at you and...I know. I'm almost always turned on at some base level when you're around." He says matter-of-factly.
"Oh." Now you're speechless. "I'm sorry if my sarcasm felt dismissive." You add in.
"Apology accepted." He smiles that quiet Shoto smile once again. "I'd be interested in your approach to...um...hands on learning. But..."
"You do have a nice butt."
He ignores your quip.
"But I think it's important that you know that I...well. I've never been with anyone before. Physically. Romantically."
"Ah. I see." This is a crazy bomb he's dropping on you - Shoto is the envy of the college. Classmates regularly throw themselves at him, flirt with him, try to get him to take them home. He's so effortlessly gorgeous, he could probably have his pick of the school. You're surprised that he hasn't already plowed through half of your year.
"That's alright. It won't be hard to catch you up on the basics." You say confidently, moving past the massive update that your best friend is a virgin. Untouched by wanton co-ed hands.
"I'm fine to start now if you are." Shoto says patiently, sliding his legs out from under the comforter. "What's step one?"
Oh. Someone's eager. There's no way you could have anticipated this chain of events when you casually burst through Shoto's dorm door just twenty minutes earlier. Your brain is reeling at the suddenly sensual situation you've gotten yourself into. Meanwhile, your pussy is pulsing and conveying something along the lines of: Mm Mama like.
"Well...there's kissing to start. I think you'd want to master that before raw dogging me with your magnum dong."
"I don't understand half of the words you just said." Shoto says, a tinge of upset in his voice. "Am I missing key hookup vocab here?"
"Ha. Ha." You say as you roll your eyes. "Raw dogging means fuckin' without a condom. A magnum is a type of condom. Your dong is...well, it's your dick."
"I knew that last part." Shoto says in a surprisingly cheeky voice, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and scootches over next to you so that your legs are touching.
"Well you said you needed education on the basics - I'm covering my bases here! Did you also know the term "lay pipe." That's another way to say you're gonna fuck someone good." Oh, shit. You're nervous. You're nervous and babbling. You must seem like a sex-crazed raving idiot right now.
Shoto's brow furrows. "So if I say 'I'm going to lay pipe on you,' that refers to...sex?"
"Um. No you'd more say it like 'I can lay pipe all night long.' Like the pipe is your dick."
"I see." Shoto says, with the tone of someone who really isn't seeing. "And this is related to kissing because...?"
"Forget all that." You say, waving away the conversation with your hands. "Are you telling me you've never kissed anyone before!?"
"I told you I didn't have experience."
"I know, but...you know what, never mind. Let's just get to it." You turn to him and steel your nerves. He's looking at you with eyes so wide, so open. You're screaming in your mind at the thought of giving Shoto Todoroki his first ever smooch.
You lean forward, eyes focused on his perfectly soft cupid's bow. You keep the kiss light, sweet and chaste. His mouth is soft, unsure. You press your lips against his briefly, letting the plush of your mouth press into his own in a way that's best described as polite. It's his first kiss, after all. You don't want to go shoving your tongue down his throat for his first little smoochy experience.
You pull apart after only a moment of your mouth on his. Your face feels hot, your body excited. You want to keep going, you need to keep going.
You pull back and look up at his face. He's...well, there's not another way to say this, he's glowing. The guy is radiating happiness the likes of which you've never seen on him. His mouth has broken into a big, goofy grin that you didn't think his face was capable of making. His eyes are fuckin' sparkling.
Shoto Todoroki just kissed a girl and he liked it.
"Wow." He says, bringing his fingers to touch his lips. His face red, lashes thick over his eyes. "Is it like that every time?"
"Not always. But sometimes it's really good, yeah." You say as your own heart beats double time. "I'd say you have potential to be a really good kisser. But I'd need to collect more data."
"Maybe we should...do it again?" He asks, still grinning as his eyes openly stare at your lips.
"Yeah." You say breathlessly, leaning up for another kiss. "We can do this as many times as you want, Sho."
You press your lips against his again and again and again.
The two of you don't stop kissing until the light of dawn breaks through the crack in Shoto's black out curtains. Your lips are swollen, his hair is a dreadful mess.
"Better than reading Fifty Shades of Grey?" You ask him slyly, your right hand drifting up to fix his collar.
"Oh yeah." He breathes, face still flushed, eyes a little glassy. "This is the best research project I've ever taken on by far."
"And this is only our first night of research." You say, giggling. "Shoto...you're in for a wild ride."