#smitespace

The younger man blushed, looking up into the mirror to see the slightly hazy reflection of his husband as he walked into the bathroom. The blonde moved with impossible silence, as always, in spite of his tremendous bulk.

"Done training already?"

The smaller man let out a soft laugh. "We just finished dinner a few hours ago! You saw me plenty."

Toshinori chuckled, putting his enormous hands on either side of the brunette and trapping him against the bathroom counter. "I remembered you saying that you were redying your hair... So I put Izuku through his paces and had him run a few laps. He should be in the shower by now..." The older man murmured, his tone and stance suddenly going soft as he gently leaned down and nuzzled Rian's neck. "I wanted to see you, Kitten."

"But not alone..." His counterpart mumbled, kissing some of the water droplets from Rian's shoulder and taking charge of the hair brush. "Don't get me wrong, I love our little family. Every moment I share with those kids brings me more joy than I could have ever imagined when I was younger... Before I met you. But we definitely don't have the alone time that we've been used to since knowing each other."

Rian closed his eyes, relishing the gentle touches and the loving motion of his husband carefully brushing out his hair. "I think I understand... For just over five years, it was only us. No other people, besides the underlings you let into the safehouses. Then you brought Izuku home for the first time and he became a part of us. Then you released me into the world inside the bar, and I got to interact with so many new people... More than I ever thought I'd see again in my life. Then we added Hinata..."

"See what I mean?"

"We haven't been alone for a while."

"And not that it isn't incredibly pleasant to be blessed with kids..." Toshi murmured, pressing a kiss on Rian's neck. "... But I want my husband all to myself a little more often."

The brunette smiled, putting his hands over Toshinori's. "Well, Hinata sleeps through the night now..."

The older man paused, then smirked against his counterpart's skin. "You implying something, Kitten?"

Rian blushed. Uhoh. "Well... Yeah, you know..."

"Mhmm..."

"We could.... You know..."

The villain behind him snickered sadistically. "Do I?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Hmmm... I seem to have forgotten, Kitten," The blonde said with a growl. "You'll have to use your words."

Rian swallowed, feeling unnecessarily choked up, even as one of his husband's large and warm hands moved to engulf one of his hips. To others, the brunette seemed like a very straightforward person... But he was disgustingly shy when it came to asking for things. Over the years, Toshinori had delicately trained away the younger man's stutter and fear of speaking... But asking the big man for embarrassing things was hard.

Almost as hard as what was growing against his ass.

"I-I... I want to... Uhm..." Rian swallowed. "I want to be your good boy."

The supervillain snickered. "And how would you like to prove you're a good boy, Kitten?"

"I'd like to be your plaything, sir."

Toshinori nodded slowly. "That would definitely help. But I also have a few other ideas..."

Rian slowly turned, looking up expectantly, hazel-brown eyes meeting sapphire-blue. "Yes, sir?"

"Tell Daddy you love him."

Rian relaxed. This was much easier than having to find his own words. "I love you, Daddy."

"Good boy..." The blonde said, kissing the younger man's forehead. "Daddy loves you too, my little pet... You're always a very good boy. Now, what's the safe word?"

"Sylveon."

"Good boy. Drop the towel."

His pet obeyed, and Toshinori watched with satisfaction as the towel slowly slinked down, revealing the young man's body to him.

"Very good boy... All nice and clean for me..." He murmured, tone full of appreciation. "Bend over the counter, Kitten."

Rian complied instantly, turning back around and bending over the counter and slightly spreading his legs.

Toshinori couldn't help but lick his lips at the sight.

"Such a good boy for me..." He murmured, slowly rubbing the pad of his thumb up and down the entrance to Rian's already wet cunt. The young man moaned, and Toshinori could tell the brunette was already pretty deep into his submissive headspace. Perfect. "So cute, and obedient... Daddy's very proud of how far you've come, Kitten."

The older man smirked as he watched Rian fight to keep still, trying not to grind back or hump forward. The moans turned into needy mewls, and he let out a soft chuckle. Removing his hand, he watched as his good little boy got back into position.

"Very good... Now, I want you to go to the bedroom and pick a restraint. You'll be getting your hands tied to the bed, so you can't hide your pretty face from me. Take that into account."

The Kitten's face was flushed as he stood upright and turned around, trotting into the bedroom while Toshinori watched.

"So eager..." He said softly, proudly, as he quickly undressed and followed the younger man into their bedroom. The two had fucked plenty, but it had been a very hot minute since they were able to play.

“...Little shit, didn’t even hear you come in. Should you really be using your powers to sneak up on your parents like that?”

She rolled her eyes. “Didn’t answer my question.”

The villain sighed, going back to doing the leftover dishes. “Technically, every time we get married in a new timeline it’s a renewal of our vows.”

“Okay, but what were your FIRST vows?”

Toshinori thought about it, speaking softly. “... I suppose the first vow I ever made to Rian was that I promised to protect his sister. That was a lifetime before we got married…”

He sighed. “When we first got married… it was as villains, in the bar. I don’t think we ever managed it as heroes… we vowed to support each other in all our endeavors. To never give up on one another, and to never lose the faith we’d built up. To protect each other, and those that followed us, with everything we had. We vowed to remain devoted until the day we were both in the dirt.”

The young girl looked at her feet as they swung back and forth, obviously considering something deeply involved. Toshinori simply shrugged, finishing his chore.

After a moment, Hinata boosted herself onto the counter next to him. “And… you’ll promise the same stuff when you get married again, right?”

“Naturally.”

“That’s good.”

The older blonde quirked an eyebrow. “Why are you bringing this up tonight? I get that it’s Valentine's day, but you aren't usually this… sentimental about things you haven’t seen.”

She quirked her eyebrow as well, like a mirror image. “Because… I’ve never gotten to be old enough to love someone like you and Dad love each other. There were times where I MIGHT have felt something like that, sure, but… not strongly enough to kill for.”

Toshinori thought, for a second, about pointing out the way she trailed after Midoriya and the miniature Todoroki… but instantly decided he wasn’t ready for that conversation and pivoted. “That’s probably for the best, little flower. Devotion can easily turn into obsession, and I don’t doubt that I'd sound a lot more like a lunatic if it wasn't for my memories.”

She giggled. “Dad’s already suspicious… but I think that he thinks that YOU just really like sunflowers too, and that’s why you always get some.”

“He should honestly be more suspicious about—”

“How you sleep together? How you sit with him in your lap? How you give him googly eyes? How you always make sure our bases have soundproofed Master bedrooms? How you have a budget specifically for—”

The older man grumbled, ruffling the girls hair as she giggled. “Mouthy little shit… Twelve year olds aren't supposed to comment on their parents’ sex lives, Hinata.”

The young girl just laughed, wiggling away. Then, she stopped, looking up at him. “...You know… we should tell Dad more about me.”

“... I agree. But we have to do it carefully. Not just all at once.”

“Aren't you going to ask him to marry you?”

Toshinori blushed. “It’s… not the right time yet. I have a date in mind for a wedding, and if I ask now it’ll be too fast.”

“I mean… that depends on the day, I think.”

The older man froze, heat rising up behind his eyes as he slowly glanced back at the sound of footsteps. There, walking slowly from the kitchen doorway, was Rian. He had obviously just ended his shift at the bar downstairs.

And his face looked as red as the blonde’s felt.

The girl’s eyes darted back and forth quickly, before she slinked down from the counter. “Oh boy! I better go watch TV!” She announced loudly, darting out of the room.

Silence.

Silence.

An awkward cough.

Rian fidgeted, looking frantically around the room. “S-so… what day were you thinking of…?”

Toshinori leaned back against the counter, his voice more gruff than he would have liked. “April First.”

The brunette blinked lamely, then looked up. “Why April first? I mean... be a use it's the day you saved me?”

“... Because if enough of our lackeys think it’s a joke, we might be able to keep the party small.”

One beat.

Then two.

Then the younger man burst out laughing, soon joined by his taller counterpart.

“Do you at least have a ring…?” Rian asked shyly, wiping his eyes.

The blonde smiled fondly. “Yes, but since I've had it for three years, we might need to get it fitted.”

The smaller man blanched. “THREE…?”

“The timing never felt right, Kitten!”

“W-well does it feel right NOW?!”

“... If you’ll say yes.”

Toshinori was so surprised that he nearly lost his grip in his muscle form, blushing brightly as he gripped the kitchen counter. "She doesn't have a mother. Which… I'm sure sounds like an excuse, but it's the truth."

"All Might… I might be a little bit literally sheltered after living here with you, but I've taken enough sex ed to know that that's not how that works."

Shit. How much do I say?

"She… she is technically a science experiment," he said, leaning back and rubbing his neck. "Hinata's my biological daughter, but… there was no 'mother' involved. She was grown in a lab."

The brunette stared, putting both real and imagined pieces together in his head. "The research facility… they had kidnapped her and were studying her. But she was also born in a similar place?"

"Yes," the blonde said, relieved that he didn't have to lie too much.

"Oh…"

The two stood there, blushing, for several minutes. The mere thought of implying that he was attracted to someone besides Rian was… damn near unthinkable to the vigilante. He'd had a healthy sex life before with several partners, but ever since he'd been given back his memories by Hinata… he couldn't even imagine another person being in his life.

"So…" Toshinori said softly, "You have nothing to worry about with someone else wandering into our little family. I can assure you, Rian, that it won't happen."

The younger man fidgeted. "I-I see… then…"

The blonde chuckled, turning towards his counterpart with a raised eyebrow. "So… about that sexual tension that 'can be cut with a knife' that you so charmingly brought up… are you planning to do something about it, or just pointing it out?"

"I… don't know…" Rian said softly. "I mean… I have a lot of complicated feelings…"

"Such as?"

"Well…" the younger man hopped onto the counter, sitting there comfortably. "One of them just got solved. I shouldn't be so relieved, but I am. And I won't apologize.*

"Good. Don't ever apologize."

Toshinori slowly turned, putting his hands on the counter at either side of Rian's hips. Their eyes met for a brief second before the brunette looked away, but the chuckle of the villain before him brought those eyes back to the source.

"Next complicated feeling?"

"If things don't work out, and you or I need to be apart…"

"Then you will still be well taken care of, you've always had my word on that… whether you wish to live separate in a secure place, or even be relocated to another country entirely. You'd be safe from everything… including me."

"But then… If Hinata or Lilly have a problem with us…"

"I've already been considering Lilly as a daughter just as much as Hinata. And I'm not blind, I know you feel the same. If either of them take issue, we can talk it out as a family."

"And if I get too attached? I'm me, and you're… All Might."

"Listen Kitten…" the older man murmured, gently taking one of his counterpart's hands and kissing his fingertips without breaking eye contact. "I'm not exactly overflowing with romance, and I don't know the right way to start this type of thing. I'm a murderous rogue, a single father, and the head of a criminal organization. I crush skulls into bloody pulp beneath my heels on the regular, all for the sake of my ideals of 'Justice'. I'm also horrifically scarred and nearly twice your age. These are all things that can't be helped or changed…"

Rian was silent, hanging on the blonde's every word as that hand trailed up the brunette's arm to gently tilt up his chin.

"My sweet, sincere, traumatized little pet… I'm really no good for your health, you know. Mental or otherwise. It's been years, and you still can't relax in a room that has windows unless you have someone with you."

"I-I'm getting better!" Rian whispered harshly. "I… I even opened the kitchen window today while I cooked… to let in the air."

"And that's all well and good… but can you even tell if the cherry blossoms are in bloom? Did you actually look outside at all?" There was an embarrassed silence, and the older man smiled kindly, petting that soft brunette hair he adored. "Most people who get close to me wind up either dead, or wrapped up in the chaos with me… But if you give me the chance, I can also be so fucking soft for you, and give you everything you could ever want or need. I'm more in love with your shy little ass than you could possibly fathom."

In the silence of the aftermath of that declaration, Rian blushed. His eyes lit up, and he took a deep and trembling breath.

"S-say that again."

"I'm in love with you. I have been since the day we met. So all these fears you have of things not working, or of someone disapproving in a way we can't ignore… Those fears are mine as well. I've never been scared of someone as small as you in my life… but I'm deeply afraid of your rejection, Kitten. If a loyal little thing like you turns away from me… I don't have much left."

"But if we're both afraid… why are we talking like this? Saying these things so easily?"

"Because some things are just… meant to happen," the blonde said, chuckling softly. "So why fight it? We can either try and see if it works… or spend the next several years not-so-secretly pining for each other."

"I love you too…"

"Is that right?"

"Yes… Toshinori."

"Then… you'll be happy to know that neither of us has a reason to wake up early tomorrow, and my room is soundproofed."

Rian cracked into a giggle, then. "Aren't you making some assumptions?"

"By the time I'm finished kissing you, sweetheart… you'll be begging for those assumptions."

Rian didn't get the chance to laugh again, as suddenly they were making out. The younger man didn't have much experience with kissing… but he could tell that this man was an amazing kisser regardless.

The blonde’s hand eventually found Rian’s ass, giving a firm-yet-gentle squeeze as he lifted the younger man up, and Rian felt the fire in his core heating up. “T-Toshinori…!” he murmured against the vigilante's lips, his hands ghosting over the larger man’s chest and shoulders. He face was red, especially when he realized what time it was.

“Hmmmmmm?” The larger man sighed softly, chuckling and giving another squeeze and earning a squeak from his counterpart. Now that they were being honest about their feelings, he seemed to be comfortably bold. Not to mention satisfied with the little noises the brunette made. "Got something to say, Kitten?"

Rian answered by gently holding Toshinori’s face and kissing him again. When he pulled away, he was blushing. “I uh… I just… I like all of you, sir. So… Don’t worry about whichever ‘form’, okay?” The younger man glanced away, his face turning redder. “I… I wanna be with you either way. Y-you know… in case that wasn't clear.”

The older man blushed, kissing back, and speaking softly. “I’m more happy than you can imagine that you're comfortable enough with me to say as much…” Then he smirked and his voice became somehow deeper, like an animal's growl. "I hope you know… I'm not letting you go, now."

And just like that, Rian found himself making out with the villain again. Toshinori effortlessly carried Rian into another room and then, grinning, all but tossed him onto a bed. The room, presumably the older man's bedroom, was only partly lit with light filtering out from the man's personal bathroom. Even without the darkness though, Rian was pretty sure he saw the blonde give him a chilling smirk.

"Damn… you really do look good sitting on my bed.” Toshinori said matter-of-factly. In a puff of steam, he was back to his much thinner form, blushing a bit as he took off his over-sized shirt. “It’s, erm, easier to undress when I'm like this.”

Rian blushed, eyes soaking up the view. "I see…”

“I’ll admit Kitten, it’s been a while since I’ve done this…”

“I’ve never… done this,” the brunette said thoughtfully, then winced. "Consensually."

The older man froze in place. “... Never had… consensual sex?”

Rian fidgeted, looking everywhere but at the other man. “Well, I mean uh… I was 16 when I originally got taken in. Then later on when I was 18 and Lilly was caught too, we got shipped to various research facilities… where uh… well, you know.”

The blonde paused thoughtfully, then leaned over Rian and caught him in another kiss. "Then I'll just have to be gentle for now… and rock your world over and over until I'm the only one you ever remember touching you."

The younger man smiled softly, cupping his counterpart's cheek. "You won't have to try hard, sir."

5: Tour of F/o's purse/bag/pockets/etc

Rian sighed softly to himself as he picked up his boss's surprisingly heavy pants. He'd been under All Might's wing for a few months now, and has come to realize that the older man had the bad habit of leaving his pockets loaded when throwing his clothes in the hamper.

"Let's see what it is today...."

The brunette pulled out a pair of leather gloves, an oddly packed money clip, some enormous brass knuckles, a comedically worn and well-used train pass, a small notebook--

"I appreciate how reverently you handle my stuff, but you really can just toss it on a table."

The younger man squeaked, dropping the notebook, which All Might expertly caught with a smirk. "S-Sir...!"

"This is where I write down things I have to grab at the store," he said, putting down the notebook. Then, he pulled out two separate phones. "One of these is for business, and the other is a direct line to our phone here, in case I need to get a hold of you."

Rian blushes, fidgetting a little. "That's kind of you..."

"No... It's the bare minimum," the blonde said with a soft smile. "Real kindness isn't something I freely give out... Keep up the good work, Kitten."

With that, the older man ruffled Rian's hair and walked away.

~

7: F/o talking about you or s/i while you aren't there

"And how is our future prince doing?"

Toshinori rolled his eyes, talking himself down from tossing his subordinate off a building. Nighteye was not subtle about his investment in Rian and the young girls, and part of him appreciated that... But it made work hours annoying.

"He's doing fine."

"Has he picked up any hobbies, yet?"

The blonde paused at that, giving it some thought as he continued filling out paperwork. "... He's been reading quite a bit. Also picking up video games... He missed a lot of creative development while he was trapped in that place, so I've been trying to find stories for him to dive into. His younger sister has already put what she experienced behind her, but..."

"But he has more to deal with...."

"Yeah..." Toshinori murmured, then smiled softly. "But he is healing. And I'm proud of him. It's happening much faster than in previous lives."

"That's good to hear..."

The older man realized he was smiling, and forced his face to contort into a scowl. "Now get back to work."