[They might have just woken up, but Izuku feels those words knock the breath right out of him, like a punch to the gut. As if he could stay calm, when his mate's being so needy.
With a little whimper as he feels himself harden, Izuku rolls them over until he's hovering over Shouto.] You have me, Shouto. [He tugs at Shouto's shirt insistently.]
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With a little whimper as he feels himself harden, Izuku rolls them over until he's hovering over Shouto.] You have me, Shouto. [He tugs at Shouto's shirt insistently.]