Midoriya couldn't help bouncing his leg anxiously as he looked around the waiting room. They were surrounded by sultry magazines and books about improving one's sex life. Some of the more lewd images of models in provocative poses, caused his face to heat up to the point where he was bright red. He was grateful to be sitting on Todoroki's cool, right side.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Todoroki. "If you think we're having problems…"

Midoriya stuttered, trying to formulate a coherent sentence. "Well, um, no—it's not that we're having problems! I just…"

Just then, the office door opened and two women stepped out. They bowed in gratitude to the therapist inside before taking their leave. Once out the door, a familiar voice called them to come inside. The heroes glanced at each other, wondering where they had heard this woman before.

"Midoriya! Todoroki!" Kayama shouted when they entered. "Welcome!"

"M—Midnight-sensei?!" Midoriya blanched.

Kayama adjusted her spectacles and crossed her long legs. "In this office, it's Dr. Kayama."

Todoroki searched the room for any degrees in psychology. "Are you qualified to—?"

"Please," Kayama interrupted, loudly cracking a whip for emphasis and causing the patients to recoil in fear and/or shock. She then tossed the whip out the open window and gestured towards the black leather couch across from her. "Sit down!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Midoriya gulped.

Todoroki let out a sigh as he took the spot beside his boyfriend. "I still don't think she's—."

"So," Kayama stated over him, "what seems to be the problem?"

Todoroki turned over to Midoriya who was unable to speak the words. The interesting thing about this clinic was that it specialized in sex therapy. Meaning mostly couples that were having bedroom troubles sought out Dr. Kayama for professional help. So the nature of their troubles was obvious but it was near impossible for Midoriya to actually say it out loud.

Kayama had been doing this for quite some time so she could usually read her clients fairly well. In this case, it was obvious that Midoriya was the only one between the pair that was actually aware of a problem even existing. On the other hand, Todoroki was probably under the impression that everything was fine. Then again, he often held a deadpan expression so it wasn't exactly easy to read.

"Is it an early onset of erectile dysfunction?" Kayama asked.

"No, he can still get it up," Todoroki replied.

"Shochan!" Midoriya screeched, the color draining from his face.

Kayama leaned back in her chair as she watched the couple try to talk over one another. She reached over to a mug on the desk and took a sip of her tea. "Look, you've booked me for thirty minutes so you better get on with it or I'll have to kick you out. Time is money."

"R—Right," Midoriya nodded shakily. "Well you see… we're a verse couple." He watched as Kayama's glasses shined, obscuring her eyes though he was certain that he'd prefer not to see what was behind the lens. "But it feels like I… haven't been able to satisfy Shochan when… I top."

Todoroki opened his mouth to respond but Kayama raised an arm to keep him from speaking. All of her focus was on Midoriya.

"Tell me," she said, "is this a recent development?"

Midoriya glanced in his lover's direction before turning away immediately. "No… from the beginning."

"What makes you think he's dissatisfied?"

"His expression just… never changes."

The mental image of Todoroki making a constant expressionless face during intercourse caused her to snort as she held back her mad laughter. She slapped a hand over her mouth, spinning around in her swivel chair, and did her best not to cackle wildly. She was supposed to be a working professional and respectful towards her patients but the visual was gut-wrenching.

Once she calmed down, she turned back to face them, specifically Todoroki. "Did you know he felt this way?"

Todoroki didn't want to pretend that didn't just happen but he was too focused on Midoriya. After all, what Midoriya just expressed was news to him. "No, I didn't," he said. "Why didn't you tell me, Izuku? Do you want to me make the noises you do when I top?"

Kayama snorted again and Midoriya started stammering. The one thing that Todoroki heard from both of them was a simultaneous "No."

"Never fake an orgasm for anyone," said Kayama. Her pupils darted out the window, a glassy look in her eyes. "I learned that the hard way." It looked like she was seeing a tragic flashback running through her mind but neither of the guys wanted to broach the subject. "Anyway, here's what I'm going to suggest. Firstly, Todoroki, can you please leave the room?"

"What, why?" Todoroki frowned.

Kayama produced another whip, lashing it at the doorknob and pulling it open. "I always do this."

"It says on the website," Midoriya muttered. "The doctor gives personal advice to one side of the couple to try."

Todoroki exhaled, a little annoyed though he hoped it wasn't too obvious. He lifted up Midoriya's hand and kissed his knuckles before getting up. "I still don't think you're qualified to give any kind of advice but if Izuku is going to trust you, then I'll trust you."

"Yeah, you should," Kayama replied before proudly adding, "I saved Eraser's and Mic's sex life."

Todoroki was out the door as he shouted back, "That is not what I want to hear!"

—X—

That night, Todoroki sat on the edge of the bed, unbuttoning his shirt. After the therapy session, his boyfriend left the office red-faced, carrying a plastic bag of random materials. He wasn't allowed to look in it and it was apparently going to come in use for their next sexual encounter. He just hoped it didn't contain whips, paddles, and/or handcuffs. He wasn't into the feeling of pain or restriction, even sexually.

Currently, the bag sat on their nightstand, taunting him. Whatever was inside, it was beckoning him to open it up. But he had made a promise with Midoriya not to look inside on his own and he was going to keep it. Even if he exposed too much of their intimate details sometimes, this was something he could do. Thankfully, his curiosity would be quelled as soon as Midoriya finished his shower.

"Shochan," said Midoriya, exiting their private bathroom in just a towel. "Could you, um, strip off your clothes and lay back on the bed for me?" Todoroki raised a brow, not quite sure where this was going. "It's just… you've been working really hard lately, I wanted to give you a massage. You know, like a reward."

"A massage?" Todoroki repeated.

"Yeah," Midoriya nodded. "Mid—er, Dr. Kayama gave me some oils to use."

Todoroki glanced back over to the bag. "Oils? That's what she gave you?"

Midoriya nodded again. "Yeah, she said you seemed tense at the session."

Todoroki thought back to his brief moment inside. He didn't think he was tense, he was pretty sure he was just suspicious of Kayama's qualifications as a therapist. Not to mention, how did his boyfriend spend so long alone in there just talking about him needing a massage? Something was fishy. But how was he supposed to say no to the tiny pout on Midoriya's face?

"Fine," he mumbled. "Just stop making that face."

Midoriya stared back blankly. "What face?"

"Of course you didn't do it on purpose."

Even though Midoriya had seen Todoroki naked on a myriad of occasions, he was still embarrassed every time. So once Todoroki had stripped down and laid across the length of the bed (sans sheets and blankets), Midoriya placed a clean towel over Todoroki's butt. Then he grabbed a bottle of scented oils and poured some out onto his hands.

The sensation was a little weird for Todoroki at first. It was wet and cold on his back but the feel of his lover's hands caressing his shoulder blades, going down his spine, and rubbing his thighs let him melt into the touch. He shut his eyes and chuckled a little at the feel of Midoriya's fingertips dancing along his biceps. The towel was removed too despite Midoriya's shyness. It wasn't long until his entire backside was oiled up, including his voluptuous ass which shined in the light.

"Okay," said Midoriya, "turn around so I can get the front."

Todoroki shifted over. "Izuku, I feel like you have some ulterior motive."

"Don't be silly!" Midoriya chuckled innocently. "I just want to help you relax."

As Todoroki flipped over, his flaccid cock flopped over his thighs as laid onto his back. His nose twitched as he caught a whiff of the rustic herbal smell from the oils and for just a moment, he felt his dick twitch involuntarily. Midoriya gulped as he looked at the beautiful thing, clean shaven and the perfect fit for his palm. But he restrained himself, instead adding some more oil onto his hands.

"Is it okay to get that on the sheets?" asked Todoroki.

Midoriya nodded as he climbed onto the bed. He hadn't bothered to put on any clothes after his shower so he was still in only a towel. He straddled Todoroki's waist, rubbed his hands together, and got to work on the boy's torso. He started at the chest, massaging the area gently and letting his thumbs linger for a few seconds longer on the pink nipples. He rubbed small circles around those areas, eliciting some cute whimpers from the man.

"Leave all the work to me, Shochan," Midoriya exhaled.

Todoroki could feel his pecs being groped and rubbed, his nipples becoming hard from the stimulation. As time went on, his breathing started getting harder and he was beginning to sport a semi. Of course, Midoriya couldn't see because it was happening behind him. It didn't help that he was also looking up at the well-sculpted muscles gracing his boyfriend's body.

"Izuku…"

Midoriya raised a finger, pressing it to the other man's lips. "Shhh… leave it to me."

The freckled hero stripped off his own towel, tossing it aside to show off his own hard cock. It had become erect just from touching his lover. Midoriya continued letting his hands explore the man's body, running his fingers over Todoroki's abdomen, underarms, and his biceps. There was a tenderness to his movements that made the taller man's breathing heavier and vision hazier.

"I-Izuku, if you… do that…"

Midoriya leaned down and pressed his lips up against Todoroki's, playing with the bottom lip with his tongue until he gained entrance. He continued to let his hands explore as he traded saliva with the man. He pressed his ass back, wiggling it up against the hardened cock behind him, a tiny smile appearing on his face because he knew he was responsible for it.

Todoroki was groaning from the feeling of the man's ass grinding up against his cock. But it was just a tease as Midoriya separated from him. Slowly, he crawled backwards until his feet were back on the floor and his hands followed, down from his neck, to his chest, to his pelvis and legs.

"I haven't finished the massage," Midoriya chuckled.

Todoroki could feel his heart in his ears and Midoriya's hands around his cock. They stroked him up and down, still covered in the cool oil, sending shivers up his spine as he arched his back and let out tiny grunts of elation. Midoriya fondled the balls and rubbed at the knob, pinching the foreskin as it was pulled back, the stiffer it became. He also played with the pre that was leaking from the tip, getting a taste of the saltiness on the end of his tongue. Then the hand wrapped around Todoroki's balls moved to his ass, a finger prodding at his hole.

"I-Izuku, wait!" Todoroki gasped.

"Shochan," Midoriya whispered back. "I won't do something you don't want me to."

Todoroki squirmed a little before looking away. "I… I was just surprised…"

Midoriya smiled and took a step back much to his lover's confusion. He grabbed the oil, emptied out a third of it into his hands, and lathered his own body in it until he was completely wet, in two different ways. Todoroki swallowed as he propped himself up onto his elbows to watch the green-haired man's musculature shine in the lighting, practically glowing.

Once his entire body was sleek and slick, he climbed back into the bed and pressed their torsos together, chest to chest. Todoroki gasped as he fell back to the sheets and gripped the blanket, clawing at it when Midoriya positioned himself so that they would be rubbing cock to cock. He tried to speak but his lips became occupied by his lover's, producing an even more sensual experience.

Midoriya sat up on his knees, straddling the other boy, but he didn't stop sliding his dick over the other man's, their balls bumping into each other rhythmically. Todoroki raised a hand to bite his thumb as he felt a finger slip back into his hole. He could feel the flexing and bending inside. But when it touched his most sensitive spot, he reflexively jolted and let out a prolonged moan.

"I… Izuku," he huffed. "Just now…"

Midoriya couldn't help grinning as he continued to massage Todoroki's prostate. "I want to make you feel good Shochan."

The hero on top readjusted himself so that it would be more comfortable. He was now straddling the legs again, slowly jerking off Todoroki's hot organ, the one part of his body that wasn't halved in temperature. The other hand continued to finger his lover, now two fingers in, as he carefully watched the other man's expression twist and his body convulse. From time to time, Midoriya would stop the motion in both hands, watching as the six inch dick twitch and leak precum all over Todoroki's pelvis.

"Izuku," Todoroki moaned, trying to control his shudders. "Why do you keep stopping?"

Midoriya could tell that the other man was extremely sensitive now. Just letting his hand lightly brush over Todoroki's shaft caused him to shiver uncontrollably. So he dove for the drawer, retrieving a condom and a bottle of lube.

"Sorry," he chuckled. "I was just preparing you."

Todoroki sat back up. "What?"

Midoriya rolled the rubber down the length of his cock, which was average but he now knew how to use it. He then grabbed his lover by the ankles, putting just 0.1% of One for All running through his veins, he pulled Todoroki towards him and lifted his legs up into the air with ease. Todoroki was caught off guard by the sudden action but he couldn't say he disliked his boyfriend's newfound assertiveness.

Todoroki always forgot that despite how small Midoriya was compared to him, he was strong enough to carry him without breaking a sweat. Midoriya then put his hands firmly on the small of Todoroki's back to keep him arched and prodded his entrance with the tip of his dick. The feeling of being penetrated wasn't that different and yet, Todoroki found himself greedily wanting more even though the thrusting just started.

"Izuku," he huffed. "I need you."

"I need you too," Midoriya breathed.

"No," Todoroki moaned, grabbing tufts of his own hair. "I mean… I need you to fuck me harder."

His breathless speech and lust-filled moans were a major turn-on to Midoriya. So he angled Todoroki so that his shoulders were thrown back against the back as he started speeding up. Todoroki tugged at his hair when he felt his lover hitting his prostate over and over again rapidly thanks to their position. He let out a scream of pleasure as he arched his back, eyes rolling, head fogging up.

They went at it like that for a while, Midoriya pounding away until Todoroki was unable to even form a sensible thought. At some point, he felt his body being turned around until he was lying on his chest and Midoriya was on top though he didn't remember doing that. He grasped the blanket, biting down on it too, trying to say something other than moans in the shape of swears and his partner's name. The fast and rough, in-and-out pumping causing him to drool all over the sheets. The ecstasy ran through his veins until he reached climax.

"Shochan," Midoriya groaned. "Did you just—ngh—cum?"

"A… Ah, f-fuck," Todoroki huffed, trying to nod.

Midoriya took Todoroki's face in his hands, turning his head back and kissing him. They played with each other's tongues and breathed in each other's musk. Suddenly, it was like another surge of rapturous euphoria traveled through his gut, causing him to cum again. Midoriya must've finished as well as he slowed to a full stop, lazily pulling out and lying on his boyfriend in a pool of their sweat and scented oils. They peeled themselves away so that they were lying side by side, looking up at the ceiling.

"Okay," said Todoroki. "I have to know, what did Dr. Kayama tell you?"

Midoriya glanced away, his face turning red. "That I probably wasn't hitting your prostate." He wished he had flopped over onto Todoroki's right side, wanting to cool down. "So she suggested that I edge you until you're more sensitive to being touched and… she spent a lot of time going into thorough details about how I should do that since… you know, I didn't know how."

That made sense. "And the massage oil?"

"The scent is an aphrodisiac," Midoriya confessed.

"I figured," Todoroki chuckled, before rolling over and pinning down the smaller man. "Because I want to go again." Seeing Midoriya's entire body change hues made him smirk, feeling a little vengeful for all the teasing he went through. "But this time…," he whispered seductively, bringing himself close, " I'm going to have my way with you ."

"Eep."