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Inasa/Todoroki - Daddy Kink - Inasa is so big, Todoroki can't help but feel secure with him.

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When Inasa fucks Todoroki, he always seems to be everywhere at once. He can envelop him like a blanket, curling around his back as he pumps his hips, sliding in deep, and fucking into the magma hot insides of his partner.

He is all-encompassing; both physically as well as emotionally. His exuberance in everything in his life makes him a lover to be reckoned with; one that has left Todoroki panting and exhausted at the end of the day, body aching just this side of good as sweat cools on his skin and his lungs stop spasming on every ragged breath.

He is the exact opposite of not only Shoto, but the entire Todoroki family, Todoroki supposes. He is open and passionate and warm; not shying away from showing his feelings and making them known to Todoroki as he fucks him on the entire length of his dick, inching back and forth just barely as he seems dead set on drilling right through Shoto’s belly.

Inasa definitely is not like Enji, which makes Shoto’s… need all the more confusing. To him, that is; because while Shoto is still shy, the words still making his throat clench up and his head feel all light and woozy, Inasa has taken it in stride.

Encourages it even.

He leans down, rubs his whole damn face against Todoroki’s cheek and jaw, his shorn hair feeling bristly and strangely grounding as he fucks in deep and makes Todoroki’s abdomen curl with it. He is on his back, ass in Inasa’s lap, and there’s no other way to describe it as Inasa servicing him.

He does not need to do anything – can’t do anything except hold on for the ride, fingers digging into Inasa’s back and giving him slight burn and frost marks respectively.

“Say it,” Inasa purrs, his mouth warm and wet against the edge of Todoroki’s scar. He moves up farther and Todoroki has to close his eye against Inasa’s insistent, gentle kisses that are often times so overwhelming. “Say it, Shoto. Baby boy.”

Shoto flushes, his hands flashing with heat and cold before his arms slide more around Inasa’s back. Hugging him. Holding on. Pulling him down as far as possible so he can hide his face against his shoulder.

“Say it,” Inasa prods, because he runs with a thing he likes like a damn little puppy and Todoroki can’t find it in him to rebuke him. He takes in a shuddering breath and shakes his head, his cock so very hard and wet at the tip, smearing against Inasa’s tight belly.

“Shoto…” Inasa sing-songs, nudging against the side of his face until he can kiss at his ear, and Todoroki makes a high, thready sound, the sensation running along his spine like a pair of fingers. He arches and Inasa bites at his ear lobe just to make him gasp and squirm.

“Say it-”

“Daddy.” 

It breaks out of Shoto before Inasa can say more. It feels like the word is catapulted out of him; and when it’s out in the open, everything feels… lighter, somehow.

Inasa’s cock, long and big inside him, flexes.

“Daddy,” Shoto murmurs again, curled around Inasa like an octopus, clingy, not wanting to let him go; and Inasa indulges him; lets him feel how much bigger he is. How much more muscular.

He’s gentle in a way that Endeavor would never be, and sometimes Shoto feels like he should be ashamed for how much he wants to curl up in Inasa’s lap and be pampered by him; slowly finger fucked to an orgasm while gentle kisses are pressed against his forehead and teeth worry at his earlobe until he feels like he is about to jump out of his skin from the tickling electricity it sends through his body…

But Inasa is too nice about it to make him feel bad. He is a good hero. Someone Shoto can look up to and aspire to be more like.

He is a good… daddy.

He likes to coo at him and fuck him in slow rolling motions that drag his dick along all those delicious places inside him that make him see stars and have his toes curl.

Inasa likes taking care of him, and while Shoto usually prides himself on his independency, he likes to rely on Inasa’s gentle exuberance to drag him out of himself every once in a while.