#tenya

ProHero!Iida who slowly works up the courage to ask you to drinks one night, having much more of a fun and special night than he could have ever expected. The mood between the two of you at work had uplifted, being much more light for the two of you.

Drinks now becoming a common meeting place for the both of you after work or on the weekends. Iida, after many pep talks in the mirror, had now begun to muster up the courage to ask you to something more formal, more personal.

“[Name]! Good thing I caught you.” Iida spoke, catching you as you were headed toward the door. “Hm?”

“Apologies, but would you..like to go to dinner with me tonight?” He trembled just a bit.

He cut the silence that followed, thinking he may have gone too far.

“Well, I understand you had a long day actually- I’m sorry for asking so soon, it must be-”

“I would love to!” You interrupted. “That sounds very fun Iida, what time works?”

He smiled, a newfound passion filling him.

ProHero!Iida who couldn’t deny the feelings he had for you anymore, especially after your dinner. Acting like an excited teen boy, letting his desires and thoughts of you consume him deep into the night, later than he would ever think of staying up. Pants and whines filled the hero’s dark room as he palmed his length through his boxers. He felt so..dirty touching himself to his dear colleague. At the same time, he couldn’t help himself. You were the first person he had felt this way about. A heavy sigh left his parted lips as he finished into a nearby towel, still thinking about you.

ProHero!Iida who, now more than ever, wanted to be around you. You had gone on multiple dates with the broad hero, your feelings growing stronger day by day, as were his. One night though, when the two of you were getting ready to leave the restaurant Iida you had just eaten at, he invited you over.

“[Name].. There is something I have been meaning to ask you. If you are comfortable with it, would you accompany me back to my house?” He avoided eye contact and rubbed his arm nervously, expecting rejection.

You were flushed, not knowing what to expect. With how you felt about him, there was no way you could say no. So, you smiled and accepted.

ProHero!Iida who led you into his home, making sure to offer any comfort he could. Drink? Blanket? Was the light too bright? Too dark? You sat down on a couch in the main room, him following next to you.

“[Name], truth be told, I don’t know exactly how to say this.” he started, “I..when I wake up in the morning I think of you. I think of you until I walk into the firm and see you smiling, and the second you’re out of sight I cannot help but let my thoughts continue. You are so dear to me, and I’m not sure I have ever felt like this for anyone. You consume my very being, and I brought you here to tell you that I, I have feelings for you. Feelings that are too strong to hide anymore.”

You couldn’t hide your smile, feeling the same exact way as him. Not to mention how sweet and personal his confession was.

“Tenya,” You paused, searching for the right words to say, “you have no idea what those words mean to me. I would be lying if I said I had no feelings for you, and it makes me so happy to hear that you feel the same.”

ProHero!Iida who couldn’t believe the words that escaped your mouth. His breath hitched, and he found himself scooting closer to you on the couch. The two of you were now painfully close, the room filled with the slow breathing coming from you. Then he asked.

“Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.”

And all at once he cupped your face and met your lips with his. It started off slow, an innocent deep peck. The kiss deepened and his hands moved from your face, snaking around your waist, pulling you closer.

He pulled away. “[Name].. please,” he spoke, keeping eye contact. “I need you. Let me have you, please.” his voice was now filled with desperation. He made his way to your lips again, then your cheeks, feathering slow kisses along your jawline and down your neck.

“Tenya..” you breathed.

“Do you want me to stop?” He pulled back.

“No, keep going..please.” You whined. You knew how pathetic it sounded, but you couldn’t help the growing heat in your lower belly. You needed to feel relief.

ProHero!Iida who leads the two of you to the bedroom, laying you down. Who takes his time removing each layer of clothing, leaving small kisses in between. The sight of you under him, red and covered by nothing more than a sheer bra and matching panties.

He noticed your attempt to rub your thighs together, trying to relieve the growing pressure.

He smiled, “Let me help you.” He searched for permission in your eyes, only proceeding when you nodded yes.

He wasted no time, dipping his hand into your panties, fingers teasing at your slit. “You’re so wet [Name]..” He rubbed your slick around, finally taking one of his fingers and dipping it inside of you, curling it ever so slightly.

“F-fuck Tenya..” you cursed, embarrassed that all it took to get you hot and bothered was a single finger. He brought his other hand under your bra, prodding at the hardening bud. The combination of pleasure surging through your nerves was almost too much to handle. You already felt yourself nearing your finish. You couldn’t help but whimper under him.

He smiled, knowing he had to be doing something right, and slid another digit in. Watching your face contort as you came undone from just two of his fingers inside you. You grinded your hips down on his hand, needing that final push before you could finish. Your orgasm soon came crashing down on you.

“Oh I’m-!”

“Goooood, that’s good. Ride it out.”

He watched your body intently, noticing how your back curved as your orgasm surged through you.

Your moans were replaced with heavy breathing as he pulled his fingers out and stood up, beginning to undress. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him when he got down to just his boxers, tenting as his erection pressed almost painfully against the fabric.

And he was…big.

You too stood up and made your way over to him, first planting a kiss on his lips. Him leaning down, wrapping his muscular arms around your bare waist. Your hand travelled down, touching his erection through his boxers.

ProHero!Iida who watched your face as you pulled down his boxers, watching his throbbing cock spring up and slap his abdomen. He hissed as air hit his dick.

ProHero!Iida who wasted no time helping you remove your bra and panties, the two of you now completely bare.

You laid down, he followed, now laying next to you. “[Name].. if you don’t mind, could you follow my lead for a moment?” He asked shyly, “Of course. I trust you.”

He rolled you over on your side, his cock now pressing behind you, resting on your back.

“I’m going to enter myself now.. if you need me to stop please don’t hesitate to let me know.”

His arms locked you in place as he wrapped them around your waist tightly. Ever so slowly he put his tip in your warm entrance, moaning at the new sensation.

ProHero!Iida who was now buried deep inside you, relishing in the shape of your walls and and how perfectly they housed him. He dreamt of you, of this very experience, but you far exceeded any expectations.

ProHero!Iida who thrusted inside of you, quickening his pace gradually. Replacing the lewd wet slapping sounds with small words of praise, the position you were in making it easy for him to whisper and nibble on your ear.

ProHero!Iida who wished he could listen to nothing more but your moans and whines, see nothing more than your smaller frame unraveling with his touches.

“You’re doing so good, take it just like that..”

ProHero!Iida who makes sure you finish on his cock before he even thinks about cumming. The sweetest sounds fill his room, his ears, he wants right now to please you more than anything.

As you cum, he continues a steady pace, riding you through it. “Mhm, that’s it.” he grunts, pulling his cock out and pumping it a few times before finishing on your ass.

ProHero!Iida who rushes to draw you a bath and clean you up, preparing you a set of sleeping clothes. He bathes you, apologizing if he went overboard and still showering you with praise.

“You did so good, such a good girl for me.”

well shit. you hadn’t thought that far yet.

you give up on your front—hell, you had to. you didn’t know a damn thing about that equation and you couldn’t even bullshit like you did.

you move his hand to fold the textbook—slamming it shut with a puff! 

pausing, you hold his eyes in yours, “tenya, i want you to be honest with me.”

his breath gets caught in his lungs—the way you say that horrifying line, what had he done, were you mad?

“are you attracted to me?”

what? he swallows hard, palms heating under your gaze.

“...that question seems to deviate from…the material.”

you shift towards him, silky tie halted between your fingers—pulling his face closer to yours.

his eyes flick from your lips back to your eyes, his face’s burning hot now, glasses foggy. a muscular arm is pressed between you both, holding him just inches from you. pale, rosy lips part in protest when you pull his frames off, laying them somewhere on his bed. 

your eyes drop to his adams apple, bobbing as he swallows. chest tensing at the feeling of you tracing over the ridges in his muscles, his breath hitches when you start fiddling with his undershirt collar—your stupid pretty hands,

your fingers are warm under his ear, he wonders if you can feel his racing pulse. “tenya?” it's innocent the way you remind him of your question.

“yes.” he blurts, pausing afterwards, worried his tone was too eager. 

“…i am.” his eyes dilate, cheeks flushing as he pushes closer, breath fanning against your sickeningly shiny lips, 

“and,” you feel his other hand tilt your chin up, “and i want…i want to kiss you.” he finally mutters, panting.

you chuckle, “suprised you made up your mind—”

he ignores the snarky comment, eyelashes fluttering closed as your hands pull him closer—the way you smile against his lips consumes his mind—you're contagious. 

he lets your face hover there for a beat, its short, but enough to catch you off guard once he presses back.

tenya wouldn’t normally be embarrassed to be inexperienced. normally. but he did feel some sort of way, mainly because it's you. 

heavy hands land on your sides, softly ushering you back into his mattress. his weight’s controlled, a contrast from his much too eager teeth that knock against yours—not his best work. 

…but tenya would never settle for sub-par.

the air’s knocked out of him as he lands on his back, you grin at his face—suprised you could turn him over. knee gliding against his smooth dress pants as you splay him over his comforter. everything's been a bit blurry for him—still trying to adjust in the absence of his glasses.

the rest of his senses are full of you, your shitty perfume has been ingrained in his head all these years, filling his nose with every desperate inhale as you suck bruises on his neck. his breathing’s fast as he listens to your bracelets—loud as his heartbeat as they crash together on your wrists that are feverishly pulling at the bottom of his sweater. 

thick, wide hands engulf yours, guiding them to the buttons on his dress shirt underneath.

his neatly trimmed hair sprawled beneath him as he tries to focus on your face, both of your knees cradle his chest, pressing into each side. 

“hah…wait,” he catches his breath, “...we should do this properly.”

like he’s correcting you during a lab.

he shrinks back a tad at your pout, his eyes warm with sincerity,

“you tryin’ to plan… sex?”

he nods, a genuine smile pressed on his face, “precisely,”

he goes to adjust his absent glasses, muscle memory. “it would also be dishonest to improperly report my required tutoring hours.”

you can’t stop the smile forcing its way onto your face, an airy laugh leaves you both as he pulls you down into a kiss. you smile into his mouth.

“dork.”