"Hi everyone, Red Riot here."

That deep, sensual voice that makes Izuku's spine melt away to nothing whenever he hears it already has his cock twitching in his boxers as he sits at his desk, alone in the darkness of his room, headphones in and staring at the red haired beauty dominating his laptop screen.

No one knows.

No one knows that every Saturday night (at the surprisingly early time of five o'clock exactly) he's in his room, curtains closed, the only light coming from his laptop, watching his favourite cam-boy Red Riot do what he does best. The man is gorgeous – all hard muscle, with bright red hair that spikes straight up and teeth that look sharp enough to make a person bleed – and as soon as Izuku saw him the first time he knew that he he would be a slave to him for as long as he kept making videos.

He still can't quite remember how he found Red Riot's channel, possibly after curiosity overcame him and he clicked on one of those pop ups on a regular porn site. How could he not have done when the cam-boy they were advertising called himself Dark Shadow and was wearing a huge bird head! It's certainly one way to protect his identity but the overly large mask made it hard to understand a word he was saying (then again when you're watching someone take a dildo the size of your arm up their ass are you really listening to what they're saying?).

After going down a bit of a rabbit hole – what, he's always been curious and curiosity definitely overcame him that night – Izuku eventually found Red Riot. The second he had started talking Izuku was tingling with anticipation and when he took his cock out Izuku was a drooling mess. He's never believed in love at first sight (it didn't work for his best friends and they're the happiest couple he knows so why the hell would it work for anyone else) but he instantly fell in love with Red Riot's dick, wanting more, but what really kept him coming back for more was his personality.

Red Riot is not only gorgeous, he's fun, makes a lot of jokes (mostly at his own expense), friendly, he's passionate about what he's advertising if he is advertising something and his extras are fantastic. When Izuku was just starting out as a regular watcher Red Riot kept advertising subscribing to his , stating that's when the real show begins and when he finally signed up to it Izuku was not disappointed. It certainly wasn't what he expected. In all honesty he had expected some more sex toys, maybe kinkier stuff than he shows regularly, but what he got was Red Riot doing a quick AMA before dancing and singing to Despacito making up his own lyrics as he went along because he can't speak Spanish.

"I've got something a little special for you tonight," Red Riot says, his voice filling Izuku's ears as if he where whispering into them. "I got given this to show off." He holds up a flesh-light, one of the ones that looks like a asshole and Izuku swallows. He loves the videos when Red Riot is fucking something because he can pretend that it's him if he fingers himself along with it. He doesn't have time for that tonight but he can bookmark this video to watch again when he can get out the huge red dildo he bought and fuck himself with it along with the video.

"Oh fuck..." he whispers softly to himself. Even thinking about doing that when he gets back home tonight already has him hard and he knows that he's got it bad. Is it weird to have a favourite cam-boy? It's a question he asks himself a lot and the answer is probably yes but fuck if he's going to delve into it too much.

"Now I'm not usually one for a flesh-light," Red Riot says as he examines the toy, "not after one particularly disgusting video I saw which I'm really not going to go into now but this one is actually really nice. It's from the Made by Midnight collection, which as you know is where I get all of my toys from, and it's pretty perfect. I did try it out when I first got it before coming on live, just to make sure that it was going to work for me and, I've gotta tell you it's great. It feels like the real thing and if you go to the link below and type in the code RRbangaaway you can get one with whichever fronts you want for a discounted price."

Izuku scrolls down slightly to see the link and the promotional code. He knows that he's not going to buy it. The only time he ever followed the link at the bottom of one of Red Riot's videos was when he did a special giveaway to the first twenty people who followed it to the dildo he has hidden in a box under his bed – one modelled on Red Riot's actual cock. He'd never owned a dildo until he bought that one and now he uses it most nights when he's alone (usually after Red Riot's show) and wants to feel what it would be like to be fucked by him.

"So what do you guys want me to do with this?" Red Riot asks, grinning suggestively and waving the flesh-light slightly to the camera.

The chat room begins to blow up with people making suggestions – some serious, some not, some people asking him how much he would charge for something really dirty. With slightly trembling hands Izuku hits the donate button in the corner of the screen, swiftly types in his card details and then puts his request in the chat room. He hears the tell tale ping on the other side of the screen and the grin that lights up the bottom half of Red Riot's face tells him that he's seen the donation.

"And we've got out first donation of the night," Red Riot says. "Thanks to Deku who has asked if I could possibly eat this thing out. Well that's the politest way someone has ever asked me to shove my tongue up an asshole so of course I will. Just for you Deku."

Izuku's ears heat up under his hair. The main reason he makes donations is because he knows he'll get a shout out from Red Riot. It's silly really, he knows it is, spending money on a cam-boy he fancies just so that he can get a bit of recognition from him but the way he practically purrs Izuku's screen name like that makes his knees weak and his cock hard. Eyes locked on the screen Izuku slips a hand into his boxers and begins to stroke himself as Red Riot lifts the flesh-light to his face and makes a show of running his tongue over the fake asshole. What Izuku wouldn't give for that to be him!

Soft moans and whimpers fall from his lips as he intently watches Red Riot. He's got up close to the camera so the audience has a really nice view of his tongue circling the asshole in a way that looks as if it will feel amazing. The thought of having that tongue against his skin (especially if it was buried in his ass like this) is enough to make his knees weak but thankfully he's sitting down as he slowly strokes himself. He can see and hear the message board blowing up with comments but he doesn't want to look at that right now. No way in hell is he going to take his eyes off Red Riot when he's enacting one of his wildest fantasies.

With a flick of his tongue over the toy Red Riot pulls back and grins at the camera. "I hope you enjoyed that Deku," he says in a teasing tone that makes Izuku's heart pound before turning his eyes to the message board. "I can see that everyone else enjoyed it as well. 'Holy shit your tongue is so hot, do you eat pussy like that too?' Well RedRiotslut94 that would be an entirely different video but I've never had any complaints." He continues to read out a few more of the messages people have been sending into him so Izuku pulls his hand out of his boxers and does something that he knows he probably shouldn't as it's not payday for a while.

Hitting the donation button he sends more money Red Riot's way then goes to the message board to type in his request. His heart is hammering and his head is spinning the entire time. He knows he shouldn't be doing this but he can just about afford it, as long as he doesn't do any more unnecessary spending before the end of the month. When Red Riot looks this good how could he not though? On the screen a huge grin spreads over Red Riot's face and Izuku knows that he's seen his donation.

"Another donation from Deku," Red Riot says happily. "You're spoiling me here, what have I done to deserve this?"

Izuku types out an answer (along with about five other people) telling Red Riot that it's because he's so good at what he does. In reality it's partly so that Izuku can get his attention and have him talk to him and only him for a moment. He knows that he's way too into Red Riot and it's totally one sided because there's no way that he will ever be able to meet him in real life but he can't help himself. All he wants is to be noticed for a few seconds by someone that he's been lusting after for a good six months and that's not a crime.

"'Because you're gorgeous and you look really sexy eating ass'," Red Riot reads Izuku's comment and turns that heart stopping grin back on the camera. "Thank you, I'm glad you think so. I'm glad you all think so and have all been supporting me for so long, it's so encouraging to have everyone keep coming back. Now Deku let's see what you'd like for your reward." His eyes flick up to Izuku's previous message. "You wanna see me jerk off using that Super Wet lube I was advertising a couple of shows ago? Asked with a 'if I wouldn't mind', of course I don't mind Deku, not when it's you that's asking. "

Izuku types out his affirmation, blushing all the while at being singled out, along with a number of other people who are very vocal about how much they want to see that as well. Super Wet is an amazing brand of lube that, after seeing it on Red Riot's show, Izuku went and bought some. It's the best thing he's ever felt – way better than all the other brands out on the market – and he will never go back to anything else again. It makes everything so slippery and, as the brand name says, 'Super Wet'. It makes taking a larger dildo so much easier. Watching Red Riot drench his cock in it and jerk off, getting into a complete mess, is just perfect.

"Of course I will," Red Riot grins as he reaches over to just behind his camera and grabs the bottle of lubricant, giving it a teasing wiggle in front of the screen. "Originally I had planned to show you all a bit more of the flesh-light but I think they can forgive me for changing the show mid way though, they can have another one dedicated to it. I hope you all enjoy this, especially you Deku."

For a fleeting second Izuku's eyes are on the message board, people telling him that he has good taste, asking Red Riot to do this and if he hadn't they would have done. Izuku lets it wash over him, more interested in Red Riot's praise than theirs and turns his attention back to the screen where Red Riot is drenching his cock in the lube, making everything glisten in the low light of the room he's filming in. When he's alone with his thoughts, under the covers at night Izuku thinks about Red Riot jerking his cock in front of his face with a tight grip on his hair and eventually coming all over his face and marking Izuku as his. To be used like that by Red Riot never fails to have Izuku hard and coming very swiftly, almost embarrassingly so. He'll never tell anyone that he's got it bad for a porn star so thankfully no one will ever find out his dirty little secret.

The motion of Red Riot's hand up and down his cock is mesmerising and Izuku can't work out where he wants to look: at his cock or at his face. His head is thrown back, his lips parted slightly and, even though Izuku can't see them he would bet everything he owned that his eyes were closed in pleasure as he strokes his slippery cock. If there ever came an opportunity for Izuku to be on top of this beautiful specimen of a man (unlikely) he likes to hope that he would be able to make Red Riot pull this kind of face as he squeezes his dick with his tight ass.

"Oh fuck!" Red Riot moans. "Feels so good, this stuff is amazing! I also bought the Tingle variety so it feels like there's thousands of vibrations going up and down my cock right now." He's still managing to sell it even while he's in the middle of jerking off so Izuku makes a mental note to add the Tingle one to his next 'personal' shopping list.

Eyes now glued to Red Riot's perfect cock Izuku can feel himself getting closer to the edge. Matching the pace of their hands he licks his lips, desperate to know what it would feel like to have that cock on his tongue. He's been watching these videos long enough to know when Red Riot is about to come and he can see that he's close now. His eyes flick back up to Red Riot's face, knowing that it's going to look gorgeous when he finally reaches his peak.

"Fuck," Red Riot groans. "I'm gonna come... Hope you're all watching."

As if anyone would be looking anywhere else. The message board floods with people begging him to come for them, calling him baby and professing their wishes for him to either come over them or in them while the donations are sky-rocketing. After a few more thrusts into his fist Red Riot's entire body tightens slightly and he comes, splattering white over his chest with a long drawn out moan. Izuku follows a few seconds later, grabbing a tissue so that he doesn't make a complete mess of himself.

Panting, Red Riot slows down the motion of his hand, riding out the pleasure and giving the audience a show of his cock dripping in both lube and come. He lets out a long breath before turning a winning smile to the camera. "That was amazing! I always love using that lube, it makes everything so much easier and I know how much you all love seeing me making a mess of myself." Cue the message board filling with affirmations to this fact and Izuku even types one of his own. It's nothing anywhere near as sexually explicit as what some others are typing but he knows that Red Riot will see it and that thought alone makes his heart skip.

"Well thank you guys so much, it's been a pleasure as always," Red Riot says smiling. "I should get myself cleaned up. I really hoped you all enjoyed tonight, although judging by the donations and the comments you all did. No after-show for tonight as I have another engagement, I'm sorry guys, so until next time." He waves at the camera and then the screen goes dark.

Izuku didn't even realise he was holding his breath until he lets it out in a rush. He feels light-headed and as if he's floating but, as much as he would like to linger in this stage of orgasmic bliss he knows that he has to move. He's supposed to be going to dinner at his best friend's house and should probably clean himself up and put on a smarter shirt before he goes. Not that Ochako would mind if he turned up in the usual quirky t-shirt but he's pretty sure that Katsuki would have something to say about his fashion sense. Closing his laptop he heaves himself to his feet, putting Red Riot out of his mind for the rest of the night.

Eijiro turns off his web-cam and is about to run a hand over the exposed part of his face before remembering that they're both covered in lube and come. Thankfully after the first few shows he learnt to keep a towel by the foot of his bed so reaches down for that so he can clean his hands. It's the only problem with doing these cam-shows, he's discovered, it's really hard not to get mess everywhere! If it's not lube it's usually come and both are equally awkward to get out of materials and both are likely to leave a stain. It's always when he has that thought that he realises that he's his mother's son and has a moment where he wonders how the fuck that happened all things considered.

Hands now clean he takes off the mask he wears during his shows and puts it on his usual stand next to his computer. He still doesn't know why he made it so ostentatious – the top half of it completely concealing his eyes and with a strap underneath that accentuates his jaw – but when he has to compete with Mezo and that guy with the bird head he's got to do something other than just be smoking hot. Mina always told him he had a jaw you could grate cheese on so of course he'll show that off to his advantage.

Taking a moment before he gets up he goes back through some of the messages he's been sent tonight. So many of them are sexually explicit but thankfully people have stopped saying 'choke me Daddy' after he made it abundantly clear that it made him uncomfortable. His favourite messages though have to be from Deku who seems way too innocent to be even watching the show never mind dumping money on him and asking him to eat ass. Deku is always so polite it's almost cute and never fails to make him smile. Whenever he reads his comments in particular he wonders what he's like – the rest of the comments he gets, while nice to hear from them, they are very transparent. They want what they want and they know why they're here. Deku, however, is an enigma because he seems way too innocent and polite to be watching home made porn.

Unfortunately it's not an enigma Eijiro has the time to dwell on as he knows he's supposed to be having dinner with his friends and needs to shower. He'll use the time standing under the spray to think some more about Deku and what kind of person he is in real life. He knows it's silly to obsess over someone that he's never going to meet, has never had an actual face to face conversation with and has never even seen so he has no idea what he looks like but there's just something about him that stands out from the rest of the fans who also comment on every single video. As he steps into the steaming shower Eijiro promises himself that once he's out he'll forget all about Deku for the rest of the night.

"Bakubro!" he grins spreading his arms wide in anticipation for the hug he knows is never going to happen as Katsuki opens the door of the flat he and Ochako share.

"Stop calling me that," Katsuki says, stepping aside to let Eijiro in.

"But you love it so much," Eijiro says with a shit-eating grin. He wraps his arms around Katsuki in a bear hug and plants a sloppy kiss on his cheek just to annoy him further.

"Get off me you fucking weirdo," Katsuki growls, giving him a shove.

Eijiro laughs. "I love you too buddy."

"Yeah whatever."

"Thanks for inviting me over to dinner," Eijiro says, changing the subject away from annoying Katsuki (but it's so much fun and it's so easy!).

"Not a problem, not a problem at all," Katsuki says and he sounds way too accommodating to be his usual self.

Eijiro narrows his eyes, his suspicions already up. Last time Katsuki and Ochako invited him over for dinner it was a disastrous attempt at setting him up with one of Ochako's friends. She was a lovely girl – very sweet and very polite – but she wasn't Eijiro's type at all and, even though he knows it's not very manly to only base feelings on looks, she did look a little bit like a startled frog. Then there was the time they accidentally tried to set him up with a lesbian and that had been a weird night for everyone. "Right..."

"So good trip over?" Katsuki asks, only serving to confirm Eijiro's suspicions.

"Where's Ochako?" he asks. "Usually she's the one to answer the door because, you know, she's an actual nice human and you're kind of a goblin."

"You're a dick," Katsuki snaps.

"There it is," Eijiro grins. "Dude, seriously, you're being weird and it's making me a little nervous."

"I'm being polite, you fucking dildo," Katsuki growls, contradicting himself completely, "I'm trying."

"I can see that," Eijiro chuckles. "I figured I was coming over to see my friends and getting some of your sweet home cooking, please tell me you didn't invite me over so you could set me up with one of Ochako's weird friends again."

"She doesn't think they're weird," Katsuki says, it evident on his face that Ochako is the only one who shares that sentiment.

"You do."

"I do, they terrify me."

"Loser."

"Shut the fuck up!"

"So did you?"

"No..."

Eijiro sighs, relieved. "Good."

"You're here so we can set you up with one of our weird friends," Katsuki admits.

"Dude," Eijiro groans. "You crack to easily."

"Well it will be obvious when you see him," Katsuki says.

"Him?" Eijiro ask, his curiosity perking up like the ears of a cat twitching.

"Yeah," Katsuki says. "He's just got back to the country and Ochako though it would be nice for the four of us to get together."

"And to try and set us up," Eijiro adds.

"That too."

"Hey Kacchan, is everything okay out here, 'Chako asked what was keeping you," a sweet sounding voice says and if Eijiro wasn't jumping on the perfect opportunity to tease Katsuki he would be floored by it.

"He calls you Kacchan?" he asks Katsuki, trying not to laugh.

"It's a leftover nickname from when we were four," Katsuki growls. "You start calling me that and you die."

"Whatever you say Kacchan..."

"Remember I know where all the sharp knives in this house are," Katsuki hisses.

"Sure."

"Is everything okay?" the voice asks again, its owner appearing at Katsuki's shoulder and now Eijiro's heart stops.

He's shorter than both himself and Katsuki, not by a whole lot but enough to make Eijiro realise that he would have to stand on his tiptoes to kiss him, with bright green eyes and dark green hair that falls in messy curls about his head. That's not the first thing Eijiro notices though. What first grabs his attention is the splattering of freckles all over his nose and cheeks. He has a cute little baby face and Eijiro has an almost overpowering urge to squish his soft looking cheeks between his large hands. The green haired beauty smiles and Eijiro knows that he's already done for and he doesn't even know his name yet.

"Hi," he says, his voice coming out a little more breathy than normal as his eyes fix on the beauty's face.

"Hi," Green Eyes says, smiling up at him. He looks like the stars are in his eyes and Eijiro knows that he's already totally gone.

"Okay introductions," Katsuki says, his brash voice cutting through the bubble that has been forming around the two of them to block out everything else. "Deku this is Shitty Hair, Shitty Hair this is Deku."

"Deku?" Eijiro asks, his brain already working a mile a minute. It couldn't be... could it? There's no way...

"Izuku," Green Eyes says hurriedly. "Izuku Midoriya. Deku is just a nickname that both of these two call me and I can't get them to stop."

And you call yourself online? Eijiro wonders but obviously there is no way in hell he would actually say that out loud (mostly in case he's wrong). "Midoriya it is then," he says smiling and extending his hand. "Eijiro Kirishima."

Izuku takes his hand and shakes it. "Nice to meet you Kirishima."

"You too," Eijiro says, his brain still whirring a mile a minute. Deku's a pretty unusual nickname, it must be him. There's no way it couldn't be...

"Kacchan, 'Chako was wondering if you wouldn't mind going to help her serve things." Izuku tells Katsuki and Eijiro is almost convinced that it's Deku his biggest fan. He's so polite and Eijiro can't think of another living soul who would say 'if you wouldn't mind' like that. Obviously he could be wrong but then again he could also be very, very right.

"Sure," Katsuki says. "You losers make yourself comfortable."

"Okay," Izuku smiles as he leaves before turning back to Eijiro.

He knows he shouldn't say anything but, fuck, his brain is a bit of a dick sometimes and makes his mouth say things that aren't always a good idea. "Hey Midoriya," Eijiro begins, trying to sound casual and not at all as if he's freaking out about the fact that he's probably meeting his biggest fan and he's hella fucking cute, "do I know you from somewhere?"

Izuku's ears turn the most adorable shade of pink and his eyes go wide for a second. "I... I don't think so," he says hurriedly. "I think I'd remember if I met someone like you."

"It's the red, isn't it?" Eijiro laughs, trying to pass it off as nervousness but he so wants to be right about this.

"It is a little," Izuku replies grinning, "but it's also because you're..."

"The fuck, are you losers going to stand in the hallway all night or are you actually going to come in?" Katsuki asks, reappearing and cutting off what Izuku had been about to say.

"Just coming man, keep your thong on," Eijiro says, trying to sound like he doesn't want to throttle his host for interrupting the two of them.

"Yay Eiji met Deku," Ochako cries happily, sticking her head round the corner and seeing the two together. "This is going to be great."

'Great' is probably not a word Eijiro would use to describe what will most likely happen tonight. If he's right about who Izuku is and he recognises him too then it's probably going to be awkward as all hell. Oh well... at least Ochako is a good cook and those two will be enough of a distraction to stave off any possible awkwardness.