The cabin was warm, the scent of freshly chopped herbs and simmering broth filling the air.
Izuku stood at the counter, his sleeves rolled up as he expertly diced vegetables, his freckled cheeks flushed from the heat of the stove. Touya leaned against the counter beside him, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he watched Izuku work.
"You know, for someone who fights like a demon, you're surprisingly domestic," Touya teased, reaching over to steal a slice of carrot. Izuku swatted his hand away with a laugh, his red with a hint of green eyes sparkling.
"Hey, hands off! You're supposed to be helping, not snacking," Izuku scolded, though his tone was light. Touya chuckled, the sound low and warm, and moved closer, wrapping his arms around Izuku from behind.
"Helping, huh? I think I'm doing a pretty good job," Touya murmured, his breath tickling Izuku's ear. Izuku shivered, his hands pausing mid-chop. He leaned back into Touya's embrace, feeling the steady rise and fall of his chest.
"You're distracting me," Izuku said, though he made no move to pull away. Touya's hands slid down to his hips, his touch firm but gentle.
"Good," Touya replied, his voice dropping to a whisper. He pressed a kiss to the side of Izuku's neck, eliciting a soft gasp. The knife clattered onto the counter as Izuku turned in Touya's arms, their lips meeting in a heated kiss.
Izuku and Touya's kiss deepened, their tongues tangling together passionately. Touya's hands roamed Izuku's body, caressing every curve and plane. He slid his palms up under Izuku's shirt, fingers brushing over the smooth, warm skin of his back. Izuku shivered at the contact, goosebumps rising on his flesh.
Touya broke the kiss long enough to pull Izuku's shirt over his head, revealing his lean, toned chest. He leaned in, trailing kisses along Izuku's collarbone as his hands worked at the younger man's belt.
Izuku's breath hitched as Touya deftly undid the buckle and zipper, sliding the jeans down his hips.
Izuku stepped out of the jeans, kicking them aside. He reached for Touya, fingers fumbling with the buttons of his flannel shirt. Touya chuckled softly, helping him with the task until the shirt joined the growing pile of discarded clothes on the floor. Izuku ran his hands over Touya's chest, admiring the defined muscles and the light dusting of dark hair.
They moved to the couch, never breaking contact. Izuku pushed Touya down onto the cushions, straddling his hips. He ground down, feeling Touya's hardness through the fabric of his boxers. Touya groaned, his hands coming to rest on Izuku's hips, encouraging his movements.
Izuku leaned down, capturing Touya's lips in another searing kiss. Touya's hands slid up his back, fingers digging into his shoulder blades. Izuku could feel Touya's erection pressing against his own, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through his body.
Touya's hands moved to Izuku's ass, squeezing and kneading the firm globes. Izuku moaned into the kiss, rocking his hips faster. Touya broke away, panting heavily. "Fuck, Izuku... you're going to make me come like this."
Izuku grinned wickedly. "That's the idea." He reached between them, palming Touya through his boxers. Touya bucked into the touch, head thrown back in ecstasy.
Izuku slid off Touya's lap, settling between his legs. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of Touya's boxers, tugging them down and freeing his impressive erection. Izuku licked his lips, eyes dark with lust as he leaned in and took Touya into his mouth.
Touya cried out, fingers tangling in Izuku's hair as the wet heat surrounded him. Izuku worked him with his mouth and hand, bobbing his head up and down Touya's considerable length. The sounds Touya made were music to Izuku's ears, spurring him on.
"Ungh... Izuku... I'm close..." Touya warned, his grip tightening in Izuku's hair. Izuku doubled his efforts, wanting to taste Touya's release. With a few more bobs of his head, Touya came with a shout, spilling his seed into Izuku's eager mouth.
Izuku swallowed every drop, then pulled off with a lewd pop. He grinned up at Touya, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "You taste amazing."
Touya hauled Izuku up for a filthy kiss, tasting himself on the other man's tongue. His hands roamed Izuku's body, coming to rest on his cotton-clad erection. "Your turn," he growled against Izuku's lips.
Touya manhandled Izuku onto his back on the couch, settling between his spread thighs. He mouthed at Izuku's clothed erection, breathing hotly through the fabric. Izuku whined, hips bucking up shamelessly.
"Please, Touya," he begged, fingers digging into the couch cushions.
Touya chuckled darkly, finally taking pity on him. He tugged Izuku's boxers down and off, tossing them aside. He took Izuku's erection in hand, giving it a few firm strokes before taking it into his mouth.
Izuku cried out, back arching off the couch. The wet heat of Touya's mouth felt incredible, his tongue doing wicked things to the sensitive underside of Izuku's cock. Touya bobbed his head, taking Izuku deep into his throat.
It didn't take long for Izuku to reach the brink. "Touya... I'm gonna..." he panted, fingers tangling in Touya's hair in warning.
Touya doubled down, sucking harder, and that was all it took. Izuku came with a wordless cry, spilling his release down Touya's throat. Touya swallowed every drop, only pulling off when Izuku was spent and twitching from overstimulation.
He crawled up Izuku's body, settling on top of him. They shared a lazy, sated kiss, tasting themselves on each other's tongues. Izuku wrapped his arms around Touya, holding him close as they basked in the afterglow.
"Love you," Izuku murmured, nuzzling his face into the crook of Touya's neck.
"Love you too," Touya replied, his voice a low rumble. He pressed a kiss to Izuku's hair. "Always."
They lay like that for a long moment, enjoying the closeness. Eventually they roused themselves enough to clean up and finish making dinner. But the memory of their passionate encounter lingered, a warm glow in their chests, a reminder of the deep love they shared.
"You know," Izuku began, his voice soft, "I used to dream about moments like this when I was younger. Just... being with someone who understands me, who sees me for who I am."
Touya's hand stilled, and he tilted Izuku's chin up to meet his gaze. "You're not alone anymore, Izuku. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere."
Izuku smiled, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I know. And I'm grateful for that every day."
They spent the rest of the evening sharing stories, their voices blending with the sound of the crackling fire. Izuku told Touya about his childhood nightmares, while Touya shared memories of his siblings and the struggles he faced growing up. The vulnerability they showed each other only deepened their bond, their connection growing stronger with every word.
As the night wore on, they returned to the kitchen, finishing the meal they had started earlier. The food was simple but delicious, a reflection of the love and care they poured into every moment together. They ate by the fire, their laughter echoing through the cabin as they teased each other and reminisced about the day's events.
In that hidden cabin, far from the chaos of the world, Izuku and Touya found solace in each other's arms. Their love was a flame that burned brightly, a beacon of hope and warmth in the darkness. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.
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The cabin had been a sanctuary for Izuku and Touya, a place where they could escape the chaos of their lives and simply be together. But as the night deepened and the fire crackled softly in the hearth, they knew it was time to return home. Reluctantly, they gathered their things, the warmth of their time together lingering in their hearts as they stepped out into the cool night air.
The walk back to the Aizawa-Yamada household was quiet, the stars above twinkling like distant witnesses to their love. Izuku's hand found Touya's, their fingers intertwining as they made their way through the familiar streets. The hickey on Izuku's neck, a mark of Touya's affection, was hidden beneath the collar of his jacket—or so he thought.
When they finally arrived home, the house was alive with the usual hum of activity. Katsuki, and Minoru, along with their brothers, Denki, Yuuga, Shoto, and Fumikage, were scattered around the living room. Eri, their little sister, was fast asleep on their Papa's lap, her tiny hand clutching a stuffed rabbit. Shouta sat nearby, his sharp eyes scanning the room with the vigilance of a man who had long since mastered the art of parenting chaos.
The moment Izuku and Touya stepped inside, the room fell silent. All eyes turned to them, and Izuku immediately felt the weight of their scrutiny. He tried to act casual, but the faint blush creeping up his neck betrayed him.
"Hey, everyone," Izuku said, his voice a little too bright. "We're back."
Katsuki was the first to break the silence. "Took you long enough," he muttered, his arms crossed over his chest. His crystal-white eyes narrowed as he took in Izuku's disheveled appearance. "What the hell were you two doing out there? Rolling in the dirt?"
Denki, ever the instigator, leaned forward with a grin. "Oh, I don't think they were rolling in the dirt, Katsuki. Looks more like they were rolling in something else."
Yuuga, lounging elegantly on the couch, raised an eyebrow. "Mon dieu, Izuku, your collar seems to be… misplaced. And is that a mark on your neck? How scandalous."
Izuku's hand flew to his neck, his face turning crimson. "It's—it's nothing!" he stammered, but the damage was already done.
Shouta's eyes zeroed in on the hickey, and his expression shifted from mild curiosity to full-blown "mama mode."
He stood, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator stalking its prey. Eri stirred slightly in Hizashi's lap but remained asleep, oblivious to the tension in the room.
"Izuku," Shouta said, his voice low and calm but laced with a warning. "Care to explain?"
Izuku swallowed hard, his mind racing for an excuse. "Uh… it's just a bug bite! Yeah, a really big bug. Must've been a mosquito or something."
Touya, who had been standing quietly beside him, snorted. "A mosquito? Really, Izuku?"
Shouta's gaze shifted to Touya, his eyes narrowing. "And you. What do you have to say for yourself?"
Touya shrugged, his usual nonchalance firmly in place. "I plead the fifth."
The room erupted into laughter, the brothers unable to contain their amusement. Even Shoto, who was usually so stoic, cracked a small smile. Fumikage shook his head, his shadowy companions cackling softly.
"Oh, this is rich," Denki said, clutching his sides. "Izuku, you're a terrible liar. And Touya, you're not helping."
Katsuki smirked, his sharp teeth glinting in the light. "Looks like the nerd finally got some action. About damn time."
Minoru, who had been quietly observing the scene, finally spoke up. "I think it's sweet. They're clearly happy together. Isn't that what matters?"
Shouta sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "What matters is that my son comes home looking like he's been mauled by a wild animal. Izuku, we need to have a talk about boundaries and… discretion."
Hizashi, who had been quietly enjoying the show, finally chimed in. "Oh, lighten up, Shouta. They're young and in love. Let them have their fun."
Shouta shot him a glare. "You're not helping."
Hizashi grinned, his golden eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm just saying, we were young once too. Remember that time—"
"Don't," Shouta interrupted, his voice firm. "We are not discussing this."
The brothers erupted into laughter again, their teasing reaching new heights. Izuku buried his face in his hands, wishing the ground would swallow him whole. Touya, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the chaos, his smirk growing wider with each passing moment.
As the teasing continued, Eri stirred again, her sleepy eyes blinking open. She looked around the room, taking in the scene with the innocence of a child. "What's going on?" she asked, her voice soft and drowsy.
Hizashi smiled down at her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Nothing, sweetheart. Just your brothers being… well, your brothers."
Eri yawned, her eyes drifting shut again. "Okay," she murmured, snuggling deeper into Hizashi's lap.
The sight of their little sister, so peaceful and unaware, seemed to calm the room. The brothers' laughter died down, replaced by a sense of warmth and camaraderie. Even Shouta's stern expression softened as he looked at Eri.
"Alright," Shouta said, his voice quieter now. "Enough teasing. Let's all get some rest. We'll talk more in the morning."
Izuku nodded, grateful for the reprieve. He shot Touya a grateful smile, his heart swelling with affection. Despite the embarrassment, he wouldn't trade this family—or his love for Touya—for anything in the world.
As the brothers dispersed, heading to their respective rooms, Izuku lingered for a moment. He looked at Shouta, his expression earnest. "I'm sorry, Popa. I didn't mean to worry you."
Shouta sighed, his hand coming to rest on Izuku's shoulder. "I know, kid. Just… be careful, okay? And maybe invest in some turtlenecks."
Izuku chuckled, the tension finally breaking. "I'll keep that in mind."
With that, he joined Touya, their hands finding each other once more as they made their way to their room. The house grew quiet, the warmth of family and love filling the space. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.