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All Might presses open kisses down the smaller blonde’s chest, looking up towards voice’s hero’s flushed face presses a last kiss against his happy trail that started just below his navel.
“You’re awfully quite, Mic.” All Might comments, large hands rubbing the inside part of his thighs and smiles when Mic quickly covers his mouth as his thumb brushes against the tenting erection growing beneath his boxers. “It’s so unlike you to go this long without saying a thing...do I have that much effect on you?”
He watches the usually talkative man’s face turn redder and chuckles as he crawls back over him, brushing the loose strands of hair out of his face before removing Mic’s glasses and places them on the side table before returning his attention back to the man below him.
“You’re still okay with this, aren’t you?” All Might asks, wanting to be sure as he leans back up to give Mic some space, just in case he’s having second thoughts. The smaller blonde nods but the other doesn’t move, staring down at him until he voices his answer.
“Yes...I still want this, just give me a second to breathe.” Mic chuckles nervously, unable to process the fact that All Might, number one hero is currently in his apartment, in his bed and actually wanting to have sex with him. “You have my mind sort of reeling right now, just super blown away is all.”
All Might chuckles as he runs his hands over Mic’s bare thighs and settles between his legs.
“Just relax and enjoy this, I know I will.” All Might hums and Mic nearly shallows his tongue as his own personal hero leans over him again to press a kiss against his already parted lips, shuttering when a warm tongue passes between his parted lips.
Mic reaches up to holds the back of his neck, fingers playing with his hair and focuses on how warm the man’s skin is. He wants the bigger man to pin him down with just the weight of his body and smother him with passionate affection until he leaves his head spinning; Man, that would be a way to go.
As if reading his mind, All Might settles down on top of him but supports himself just enough to not crush him and feels him playing with his long hair. All Might breaks the kiss and pulls back to reach over for the bottle of lube on the night night stand.
“So...how do you want to, um you know...do this?” Mic asks, hearing him open the cap of the bottle, pouring it over his heated erection and thighs. “I don’t think you’ll...fit, if you catch my drift.”
“It’ll be fine, just lay on your side with your back towards me and we’ll use your thighs.” All Might says, patting Mic’s hip to have him roll over onto his side and settles down behind him. He kisses Mic’s ear, running his hand up and down his side. “Take off you boxers for me and let me see what you look like.”
Mic takes off his underwear, pierced cock springing free before kicking them off onto the bed, leaning back against the man’s chest so he could sees the flushed state it’s in.
“It looks nice, love the studs on the underside.” He lets his fingers brush against it and feels it twitch in his hand. “Close already? We’be barely started.”
“Sorry! I’m sorry, I’m just so overwhelmed right now-“
“Need a moment?” All Might asks but the other man shakes his head, reaching up to wrap his arm around the larger man’s neck and lifts his leg a bit so All Might can reach down to pull his own cock free and sets it in between his soft thighs. He makes Mic press his legs together, looping an arm over the smaller man’s chest to keep him against his body and kisses the side of his flushed face.
Mic’s breath shutters in his chest and moans loudly as the larger length rub against his testicles as well as against the underside of his own erection. He arches back against All Might’s chest, still unable to believe that his long time hero is currently holding him against his body with his his erection, an erection he caused, in between his lubes thighs.
All Might continues to pepper the side of his face and neck with kisses as he grabs Mic’s by his hip to hold him still and slowly begin to thrust in between those glistening thighs. Mic grabs a handful of his hair, moaning softly while the bed began to rock underneath their weight.
“Nngh, All M-Might-Yes.” Mic whines softly and presses his face against the crook of his arm, focusing on this hands that held him, the lips behind his ear and the erection in between his legs; And how badly he wishes he could take it. “Agh~!”
It feels good, it’s been way too long since the last time he’s been intimate with someone, first time he wasn’t the one in control and it certainly wasn’t this intense for him.
All Might moans in his ear, sending a jolt a pleasure straight down to his already weeping erection and turns his head to get a kiss from the number one hero, sighing against his lips until it turns to a whine.
Mic knows he’s not going to last very long, specially with how the man is practically holding him so tightly against his body with him kissing along his jaw and down to his neck. Mic squeezes his eyes shut and grabs the wrist of the hand holding his hip, wishing he could last longer, wishes this could last longer.
“Your soft little moans sound so nice to my ears but I know you can be louder than this.” He hears the older man chuckle and rub a thumb against one of Mic’s pierced nipples, making him shutter. “Come on, Mic; why are you holding back? You can be a little bit louder for me.”
“Don’t want to hurt your ears.”
“Are you telling me you don’t know how to control your quirk, Mic?” All Might teases, pinching a perked nipple and wetting his lips with his tongue. “You’re a pro hero, aren’t you?”
“Yes...” He replies breathlessly, cock throbbing against the man’s much larger one and presses his hips back against All Might’s groin. “Please, I’m so close.”
“Want me to keep moving?” He taunts, moving his hips slowly to fuck the smaller man’s thighs and chuckles with amusement as the other shivers in his arms.
A thick hand grabs the voice hero by his throat, firmly but not hard enough to cut off oxygen and kisses across his cheek to his parted lips; it’s almost too intoxicating for Mic to handle, he feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest. His eyes roll back until they close shut and lets out a high-pitched whine.
Mic begs something but his words are slurred and jumbled, drool dripping down his chin as his fingers tighten around All Might’s wrist.
“What’s that? Speak up, I can’t hear you if you mumble-“
“F-faster, please.” Mic says louder this time, his free hand reaching up to grab the other hand around his neck by the wrist and gasps as the other did as he requested.
A moan rips out of him, arching his head back against the other man’s neck and clenches his teeth, trying his best to not lose control but it’s hard, really hard. He’s never felt this worked up in a long time and they weren’t even doing penetration but his heart is beating rapidly in his chest and the larger hero’s heated moans are making his head spin.
“Mic...” All Might says into his ear and it’s enough to cause him to finish with a silent cry, tensing up in the other man’s arms and cums over the bedsheets in front of him as he convulses from being overstimulation. When his head clears, Mic notices the other man isn’t moving anymore, just holding him as his body twitches from the after effects and slowly turns to look at All Might. His face is flushed and covered in sweat, smiling down at him as he pulls his hand away from his neck brush his hair out of his face. “Are you alright?”
“...Yeah...jeez, that was intense.” He didn’t know how else to describe it and focuses on the still hard cock in between his thighs, reaching down with a shaky hand to touch it.
All Might pulls away to roll Mic onto his back like a rag doll as he lays limp and holds the smaller man’s legs together by his knees, setting his erection back in between his thighs about midway to avoid thrusting against the man’s now sensitive cock. He holds his legs with one arm as he leans over Mic, supporting himself up with his free hand and takes in the hazy expression on his face.
“I didn’t think your thighs would be so soft...would love to make to mark them up with hickies after we’re done.”
“I would love it if you did.” Mic rasps out, licking his lips and lifts his head up to watch the other man just as he finishes onto his belly. ”Oh jeez, you cum a lot.”
All Might shutters above him and lets him lower his legs down to his hips, leaning in to give him another kiss; It’s slow and tender, so sweet that Mic’s chuckles against his lips and can’t help but to smile.
He welcomes the larger’s weight on top of him, finding comfort in being pinned against the mattress by this man and wraps both arms around his neck, still unable to believe that he got to share such a intimate moment with All Might.
His cheeks heat up again and he plays with the other’s hair, caressing his board shoulder; He’s really got to thank his pal Aizawa for setting them up for that first date a few weeks ago, first date turn to a second one, then a third...
They just seem to get along so well, it just seems too unreal that his longtime hero is now his hopefully longtime boyfriend but Mic is sure happy it is.