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Shouto has been having dreams lately.

They all center around his older brother doing... lewd things to him. They started out harmless enough. He and Touya would be together somewhere, and Touya would gently caress his face and body, and plant sweet kisses on his lips and skin. He knows it's wrong for him to dream about such a thing, but it's not like he has control over what his subconscious thinks about! Besides, they were only kissing!

...Until they weren't. Quickly enough, Shouto's dreams become more and more lustful, and Touya evolves from kissing him to sucking his nipples and stroking his cock. Then, Touya starts blowing him. The nail in the coffin is when dream Touya pulls his cock out of his pants and presses it against Shouto's lips, rubbing it over the soft flesh, spreading precum over his skin. Shouto can't help but lave his tongue over it, worship it with his mouth, make Touya moan and gasp. He wraps his lips around the tip, suckling gently, then welcomes more and more down his throat until his gag reflex is set off and he has to stop. He bobs up and down, his hands stroking the base, and when he looks up he sees his brother's blue eyes blown wide with lust looking down at him.

You take it so well, Shou, dream Touya tells him, you want it, don't you?

God, he wants it so bad. He wants his brother to ruin him. He loves sucking Touya off, loves the taste of him on his tongue, the weight in his mouth and stretch in his throat, but he needs more. His dreams always stop there, leaving him waking up in the morning with nothing but humiliation and sticky underwear from cumming in his sleep like a fucking middleschooler. It's not enough. Why won't his dreams just let Touya fuck him already?! He's going to lose his mind like this!

Facing Touya in the morning becomes a real problem. How does Shouto act casual around his brother when he spent the past night dreaming that Touya was fucking his face and spilling his cum down his throat? How does he act normal? He can't look into Touya's eyes without seeing flashbacks of his dirty fantasies. It's beyond embarrassing. What if Touya looks into his eyes and sees the awful things going on in his head? Touya is such a good big brother, it would devastate him to find out how Shouto looks at him. Shouto can't possibly hurt Touya like that! He loves him too much!

He has to get this under control. He has to learn to act normal with his brother regardless of his dreams. He doesn't want to get rid of his dreams, because they're the only way he gets to touch and be intimate with his brother, and he doesn't want to lose that...However! He can't act awkward around Touya because of them!

He goes on wikihow and finds "how to act normal around your crush," and studies it religiously. He finds a handful of similar articles and studies them too. He will conquer this if it's the last thing he does!

"Earth to Shou, you in there?" Touya waves his hand in front of Shouto's face, jarring him from his thoughts.

"Yes! Y-yes, sorry! I'll have, um..." Shouto browses the display of sweets for what he wants. A gorgeous strawberry cream cake catches his eye, and he nearly drools at the sight of it. But it's the most expensive item in the shop, and he doesn't want to burden his brother...he chooses a strawberry filled cupcake instead.

"One of those, please," he tells the server, who reaches into the display to grab it.

"Scratch that actually, he's gonna get the strawberry cream cake, thanks," Touya instructs. The server shoots Shouto a confused look but obeys Touya nonetheless.

"Touya—nii—" Shouto protests, but his brother only smiles at him.

"You want it, don't you?" He says, and all the air in Shouto's lungs dissapear.

You want it, don't you?

No no no fuck fuck fuck. Don't think about that right now. Don't get hard, don't get hard—fuck. He's hard.

"Ineedtopee!" He squeaks, awkwardly hobbling off into the nearest bathroom so no one sees his stupid boner. He stumbles to the sink and splashes freezing cold water on his face. Oh yeah, he has resistance to cold because of his quirk, so it does nothing. That sucks.

He crouches down and buries his head in his knees, willing his boner to go down. Why must his body betray him like this? He's trying to have a nice afternoon with his brother, not have Touya catch him getting hard in public.

He tries to think about something gross to go flaccid. Umm...his dad? Yep, that's a turn off. His dad with...All Might? He throws up in his mouth a little. The image of his father getting it on with his teacher is horrifying. He wants to scrub it from his brain forever. Fortunately, it made him completely soft.

When he leaves the bathroom, Touya is already sitting at a booth with their sweets, and waves him over. Shouto slides in opposite him and Touya pushes his cake over to him.

"How did you know I wanted the cake?" He asks him.

"You were drooling all over the glass looking at it," Touya laughs, digging into his own maple spice cake. Shouto blushes. Everyone else finds his expressions unreadable, but Touya can always see right through him. It makes his heart race.

"Thank you," he says.

"You're welcome," Touya smiles.

They finish their dessert and coffee, talking and laughing the whole time, and Shouto feels more at peace than he has in a while. This is why he loves his brother. His dirty dreams don't matter, as long as he can stay by Touya's side.

When they're done, they get back into Touya's truck and make the drive home. The sun is setting, casting a pink glow over the city, and illuminating Touya's eyes and hair. Shouto is entranced staring at his beauty. He looks like a painting. He doesn't mean to, but he drifts off to sleep. The warmth from the sun, the steady rumble of the engine: they lure his eyes closed.

He dreams once again. This time, he and Touya are walking through a forest park, watching the sun go down. They stop walking, and Touya takes Shouto's face in his hands. He feels safe and warm.

You're so beautiful, dream Touya says. He kisses him slowly, their lips and tongues moving together with no real urgency. Everything is peaceful.

How can I ever hold myself back when you leave yourself wide open like this? dream Touya whispers against Shouto's lips, it's like you're trying to tempt me.

Shouto isn't sure what Touya's talking about, but it doesn't matter so long as he keeps holding him like this. He doesn't want this moment to end. He doesn't want to ever wake up. He wants to stay right here, with Touya kissing him, touching him, loving him.

Touya kisses him a while longer, stroking his face, hair, and down his limbs. Everything feels perfect. He's putty in Touya's hands. His body was made to be held by Touya, and nothing can convince him otherwise.

I love you so much, Touya tells him. Shouto tries desperately to say it back, but he can't speak. He can never speak in these dreams. All he can do is hope his brother can feel how much Shouto loves him through his body. Even if it isn't real, he doesn't want Touya to doubt his love for a second.

His wonderful dream is interrupted by someone gently shaking his shoulder and calling his name. He opens his eyes and sees Touya smiling down at him. They're in his truck, outside their home. Right. This is the real world.

"Morning, sleeping beauty," Touya says. Shouto sits up straight and blearily rubs his eyes.

"Sorry," he mumbles.

"That's alright. Come on, let's get inside."

Touya holds Shouto around the shoulders as he stumbles half-awake through the front door. He just wants to go back to his dream already. Sure, real life Touya is amazing, but real life Touya doesn't kiss him and touch him and tell Shouto how much he loves him. He wants the Touya that wants him too.

Touya helps him to his room, puts his pajamas on, and tucks him into bed. Shouto is dreaming again, that he's lying in a meadow and his brother is leaning over top of him, resting a blanket on his body. The sun shines from behind Touya's head, making it look like he has a halo. Shouto reaches up and grabs his cheek, and Touya looks surprised.

"I thought you were asleep already," he says. Shouto shakes his head.

"Touya-nii..." he mumbles. Wait. Did he just talk? Finally! This is the first time he's been able to talk in a dream! He can tell Touya how he feels now!

"What is it?" Touya asks.

"I love you," Shouto says, and his brother smiles at him.

"I love you too," he says.

Shouto leans up to try and kiss him, but Touya's face is slightly too far away, and so only their noses brush. When he lays back down, Touya's eyes are as wide as saucers, his mouth hanging open. His silly expression makes Shouto giggle.

"I...love...y..."

Shouto's dream ends before he can finish.

...

The next week, Shouto doesn't dream about his brother at all. It's making him pissy and irritable. Sure, he can jerk off to thoughts of him, but the dreams just feel so real. He hasn't kissed Touya in an entire week. He's going crazy.

Crazy enough to come up with a crazy idea. It's the middle of the night, and Shouto is lying awake, staring at the ceiling. He has work in the morning, so he should really be sleeping, but he can't. All he can think about is Touya: his lips, his body, his cock...What is he supposed to do if he can't dream about his brother anymore? He can't have that kind of relationship with him in real life!

Unless...Touya doesn't have to be aware of it. Right now, Touya is probably sleeping soundly. It would be easy to sneak into his room and steal a little kiss while he's asleep. He never has to know.

Shouto quietly makes his way down the hall toward Touya's room. He opens the door just a crack, wincing when it creaks loudly. He waits for the sounds of movement inside, but none come.

"Touya-nii?" Shouto whispers. No response. Careful not to make any more noise, he creeps the rest of the way into his brother's room, pushing the door closed behind him. He tiptoes toward Touya's bed and sinks down to his knees by his head.

Sure enough, Touya is fast asleep.

Shouto's heart pounds like a drum as he watches his brother's sleeping face. Is he really going to do this? What if Touya wakes up? No, Touya sleeps like the dead, there's no way a small kiss will wake him up.

Shouto brushes the hair off Touya's face with shaky hands. He'll never get over how gorgeous his brother is. The thought of kissing Touya against his will doesn't make him happy, but...Shouto's desperate. He can't go from vivid dreams almost every night to nothing at all. He needs something.

This is it. He leans in and softly presses their lips together. It's barely a kiss, more like resting his lips on top of Touya's, but it's perfect. It's better than anything he could ever dream of.

He kisses him more, firmer, and to his amazement, Touya unconsciously responds, kissing him back with fervor. Can he push this even further? He won't know until he tries.

He snakes his hand down Touya's chest and under the waistband of his bottoms, pushing them just low enough that his cock can pop out. Shouto salivates at the sight. He starts by stroking him loosely, testing the waters. When Touya makes no sign that he's going to wake up, Shouto becomes emboldened and strokes him faster. Touya's hips stutter, his chest heaves, and his breaths come out in heavy pants. Shouto is mesmerized. So mesmerized, that he doesn't think of what will happen when Touya cums.

With a few more jerks, Touya spills all over his lower abdomen, ropes of cum decorating the pale skin. Shouto watches in amazement. It's 100x better in real life. Touya's blissed out, post orgasm face is stunning, and his body feels even better.

Shouto has to clean him up. He can't leave this mess here, or Touya might be suspicious. He could grab a kleenex and wipe it off, but...

He lolls his tongue out and laps up the release, swallowing it all down greedily. It tastes just as good as he dreamed it would. Touya's firm muscles and soft skin feel heavenly under his tongue, and he resists the urge to lick every exposed inch of skin. This is just to clean him up.

When he's done, he pulls Touya's waistband back up and covers him with his blanket. He kisses him one last time, then sneaks his way back to his own room, giddy with excitement.

Shouto continues this routine every night he can. Now that he's had the real thing, he doesn't even care that he can't dream about Touya anymore. Not that he doesn't miss those dreams, but they're made up for.

It's a week into his own nightly routine that he finally has a dream again. He had been watching a movie with Touya, cuddling on the couch. He was so focused on how nice it felt to be held in Touya's arms, head resting on his chest, that he forgot to actually pay attention to the movie. Whoops. He feels so safe and comfortable, it's no surprise that he drifts off halfway through.

In his dream, he and Touya are in a movie theater. Whatever film is on is playing in the background, but Shouto isn't paying attention to it; he's too distracted by Touya's hands all over him. Touya leans him back and—ah, they're on a couch, not theater seats, silly dream logic—and kisses him. Yes, he missed this: his brother initiating. It makes him feel like Touya wants him as much as he wants Touya.

I've been trying so hard to be good, dream Touya says, but when you leave yourself in such vulnerable positions, it's like you're asking me to attack you.

Shouto doesn't understand, he just wants his brother to go back to kissing him before he inevitably wakes up. Every second in these dreams is precious. Luckily, Touya quickly goes back to making out with him, running his hands down his body.

He tucks his hand into Shouto's pants, stroking his cock to full hardness. But then, for the first time, his hand travels lower, his fingers sliding between Shouto's cheeks until a single digit is pressed against his hole, massaging his rim. Shouto gasps, and after a few moments, Touya pushes in his first finger.

The sensation is foreign and strange, but it's good. Anything that involves his brother touching him is good, and he can't say he never imagined what it would feel like to have Touya inside him. He's thought about it for years. He wants to be connected to him like that, wants to pleasure him with his body in the most intimate way. Touya begins thrusting his finger in and out faster, and Shouto moans at the feeling.

I might be pushing my luck by doing this, dream Touya says, but you seem to like it. Do you like it, Shou?

He wants to answer yes, that he loves it, that he wants Touya to do more to him, but he can't speak once again. Touya continues thrusting into him, stroking Shouto's cock with his free hand and kissing him roughly. In only a few minutes, Shouto is cumming all over Touya's hand as he strokes him through his orgasm.

It's not long before he's being woken up again. Hands gently squeeze his shoulder as words he can't make out are whispered in his ear. He slowly blinks his eyes open, looking up into Touya's face. It's nice to wake up to Touya's face.

"You missed the whole movie," Touya smiles.

"Was boring anyway," Shouto huffs, and he rises from where he was laying on his back on the couch to cuddle back into Touya's chest. Touya strokes his hair and down his back, and it makes Shouto shiver. He just had a wet dream about Touya, sitting right beside him on the couch, and now he's cuddling into him like nothing happened...he's more than a tiny bit ashamed. He's a terrible little brother! How could he take advantage of his wonderful and kind big brother like this?! He's deplorable, truly...but it doesn't stop him from doing the same thing over and over again. He can't stop himself.

...

Only a few days later, Enji announces that their agency has been reached out to for assistance on an out-of-town mission. A local agency on a small island requested help in a case bigger than they're equipped to deal with. Enji informs his sons that they will be bringing a small team of Endeavour Agency's pro heroes and sidekicks to assist the local agency, and they will be leading the mission. It's straightforward enough. A powerful gang has made their homebase on the small island, using a port to traffic illicit substances and weapons into mainland Japan. The island doesn't have the resources to deal with them alone. They need more manpower.

The small group, composing the two Todorokis, Burnin, and three other heroes, makes their way to the island during the night. The whole thing is hushed and secretive. The last thing they want is for word to get out of their arrival and for the gang members to evacuate their base. They have to complete this mission quietly and quickly.

The rest of the night after they arrive is spent being briefed by the local heroes, and devising a plan of attack. They spend the day preparing, then launch their attack the next night. Everything goes smoothly, as it always does. Touya and Shouto aren't the number 6 and 7 heroes for nothing. They've led dozens of team missions, and all have been successful.

After the villains have all been brought in and arrested, their job is considered done. They could get on a plane and fly back home right away, but the local heroes insist they stay and allow them to properly offer their thanks. Touya and Shouto aren't too keen to stay an extra night, but Burnin is already making herself comfortable drinking every last drop of beer, so they don't have much of a choice.

"I'm really glad we could get help from such amazing heroes. Meeting you guys has been an honor," one of the local heroes, Tigress, says to Shouto over a drink.

"Thank you. I'm glad we could be of help," Shouto politely responds, his face completely blank. Tigress laughs at him, a drunk, bubbly laugh.

"People really aren't exaggerating when they say you're super professional! Your brother must be the people person then, right?"

Shouto thinks before answering.

"Yes, I would say Touya-nii is more personable than me. How did you know?"

"'Cause that's how it always goes! One socially awkward introvert, one charming extrovert. My hero partner and I are the same way," she laughs.

"...Hm. You might be on to something," Shouto says. He turns around to watch his brother, who is fighting a futile fight against Burnin, who has him in a headlock and is trying to pour straight bourbon down his throat while the crowd around them cheers for her.

"Oh man, and I thought my team was rowdy," Tigress sighs, shaking her head and downing her drink in one final gulp. She hops off the stool.

"Guess it's about time we shut down for the night, before my whole team gets alcohol poisoning again. Have a good night, Shouto."

"Yeah, you too," Shouto answers, but he doesn't tear his gaze away from where Touya has finally broken free from Burnin's grip and is laughing on the floor, his hair wild and messy. It brings a smile to his face without realizing it.

"You're in a good mood," Flare says, walking up behind Shouto. He smooths his features and turns to look at the newest Endeavour Agency sidekick. Flare is arrogant and vain, but he has the skills to back it up. It's still not enough to make Shouto like him.

"I'm happy the mission was a success and no one was hurt," Shouto says with a straight face. His father has told him to be kind to all the new sidekicks to not scare them off, but he doesn't have to be happy about it.

Flare drapes an arm over Shouto's shoulder and Shouto's body tenses.

"Of course, with a leader as talented as you, there's no way it wouldn't have gone well," Flare smirks, leaning in much too close to Shouto's face. He flinches away and shrugs the arm off his shoulders.

"I'm glad you trust in my competence," Shouto glares, sending Flare the most scathing look he can. The sidekick is undettered. He grabs Shouto's upper thigh in one hand and leans against the counter in front of him. Many people would fall at Flare's feet, but Shouto finds him too slimy to be attractive. He's been trying to seduce Shouto since he entered the agency.

Before Shouto can kick him off, he's being pushed aside as Touya steps in between him and his younger brother.

"You need to learn personal space, kid," Touya snarls. Flare grins at him cockily.

"Shouto and I were just talking. Something wrong with that?"

"'Talking' my ass. Back off before you need to find a new agency."

"Wow, threatening my job for being friendly with a senior colleague? I think you're a little too obsessed with your brother than is healthy, man. But that's just my opinion."

Touya nearly bites his head off, but Shouto grabs his arm and squeezes him comfortingly, calming him down. Touya just growls and stares him down. Flare's arrogant smirk never leaves his face.

"See you later, Shouto," Flare winks at him as he walks away, and Shouto feels the urge to take a shower.

"That guy is disgusting," Touya spits.

"Yeah," Shouto agrees. "Thanks for coming to save me."

Touya smiles proudly. "I am a hero after all. It's my job to save the helpless damsels in distress."

Shouto scoffs at him and punches his arm, and Touya laughs at him.

"I'm heading to bed now. You coming with?" Touya asks. Shouto nods and follows his brother to the hotel they're being put up at. Touya walks him all the way to his room door, claiming it's a hero's duty.

"Goodnight, Shou," Touya smiles, ruffling Shouto's hair, and to his surprise, leaning down to kiss his forehead. Shouto watches him in shock, before his cheeks go red and he stutters out some kind of answer.

"R-right, goodnight, T-touya-nii."

Touya smiles at him then returns to his own room, leaving Shouto red-faced with a pounding heart. How can his brother be so clueless to the effect he has on him?? It's dangerous for Shouto's heart! He tries to calm himself down, pushing thoughts of Touya away so he can relax.

He can't fall asleep. He lies awake in bed for hours, staring at the ceiling. He wonders: is Touya asleep right now? He should be. Maybe Shouto will be able to sleep better if he can see Touya. Yeah, that's a great idea.

He gets out of bed, not bothering with his slippers in case they make extra noise. He sneaks barefoot down the dimly lit hallway, head on a swivel for any sound. Just as he's about to round the corner of the hallway, he hears a door open and he plasters himself to the wall. A quick peek from behind the wall shows Touya stepping out of his room. Fuck! What is he doing?

Touya goes down the hall toward where Shouto is hiding, and Shouto books it back to his room before his brother can see him stalking. He could have come up with some kind of excuse. He needed to borrow Touya's phone charger or sweater or something. But he's never been good at lying, so not getting caught is his best option.

He skids back into his own room, soundlessly shuts the door, and throws himself into bed. He takes a deep breath. Safe! Touya will never be any wiser. He'll just have to wait until they get back home to touch him in his sleep. That's fine. Waiting is better than being caught in the act. He counts his breaths to try and get his heartbeat to calm down. Finally, he's able to relax a bit.

That relaxation dissapears when his door creaks open, some of the light from the hallway illuminating the room. There's the sound of feet shuffling, and then the light dissapears as quickly as it entered. Shouto doesn't dare move or breath, in case the intruder is violent. He waits for an opportune moment.

"Shou? You awake?" Touya whispers into the darkness. Shouto untenses. It's just his brother, not an attacker, but what is Touya doing here? He may live to regret this, but Shouto doesn't answer, instead pretending to be asleep. Touya's probably just borrowing something anyway, he'll grab whatever he needs and be on his way.

Shouto isn't expecting Touya to walk right up to the side of his bed and kneel on the floor by his head. He also isn't expecting a hand to stroke his face and hair, and he can't help but lean into it. Touya drags the back of his knuckles over Shouto's cheeks, his palm over Shouto's jaw and chin, and his thumb over Shouto's lips.

"So pretty," Touya whispers, and Shouto almost dies. Is this a dream? No, it's definitely real.

"Who does that Flare bastard think he is? Trying to steal you from me. I'd kill him before I let him lay a finger on you. Stupid asshole," Touya mumbles, and Shouto has to suppress his smile at how cute Touya is. What he'd give to kiss him right now.

"You're mine, aren't you Shou?" Touya leans in until their breaths are fanning each other, and Shouto can smell his toothpaste. "All mine, no one else's."

Touya leans in and kisses him. Shouto's heart pounds so hard he's worried his brother will hear it. He falls into the movements, letting Touya lead, letting him lick into his mouth and taste him. Touya holds his face as he kisses him, gently cradling his cheeks like he's something fragile and precious.

One of Touya's hands trace down, popping the buttons of Shouto's pajama top as it goes. When Shouto's chest is fully exposed, Touya drags his hand over the pale skin and rubs the cute pink nipples in his fingers. He pulls away from Shouto's lips, much to Shouto's dissatisfaction, and drags his tongue over the sensitive nubs, twirls the tip of his tongue around them, and sucks them into his mouth. Shouto gasps and arches his back up into Touya's touch. He worries his reaction is too intense, but Touya doesn't seem fazed.

"No one knows your body like I do. Not Flare, or anyone else, can make you react like this," Touya mumbles into Shouto's bellybutton. He pulls Shouto's pants down to his thighs, exposing his fully hard cock. "You're so hard already, Shou. Such a cute little brother. I know you like it when your body responds like this." He licks a stripe up Shouto's cock, and it takes all Shouto's willpower not to moan for him. He pulls back up to kiss Shouto again, and his fingers move past Shouto's cock down to his hole. He teases the entrance with one finger, pushing on it and barely breaching the muscle before pulling away again. Shouto is ready to grab him and force him in, when he finally pushes his first finger inside of him slowly. Shouto moans into his mouth when Touya's palm meets his ass, and Touya laughs lowly. He begins a slow, rhythmic thrust with his finger, when a loud noise crashes from outside.

"Owwwwww," Burnin groans from the hallway.

"Fuckin' dumbass," Flare scoffs.

"Fuck off ya dumb ugly bitch. Ya wanna gooo? I'll fol' yer ass I swearuhgod," Burnin rambles.

"Just get up you idiot," Flare hisses.

"I may be n idiot buhI still fucked yer mom and yer girlfrien," Burnin slurs.

There's more angry words exchanged outside, before the two finally make their way back toward the other side of the building where their respective rooms are.

Touya, who had turned to listen to the action going on outside, whips his head back to Shouto's face, desperately searching for any signs that he's woken up. Shouto smooths out his expression and attempts to look still asleep. There's no way anyone in the building is still asleep after that outburst, but maybe Touya will fall for it.

Touya does fall for it, because he's dumb. He sighs with relief and lets his head fall on Shouto's chest.

"Is this what I get for being so terrible?" He chuckles. He slowly removes his finger from Shouto, who immediagely misses the feeling. Shouto panics. Is Touya leaving? He can't leave yet! He has to stay and finish!

"Sleep well, Shou," Touya kisses him one last time, then goes to lift from the bed. Shouto moves without thinking, wrapping his arms around Touya's neck and pulling him down on top of him. He rolls him onto the bed, turning them until his brother is under him.

"S-Shou—" Touya gasps, but he's cut off when Shouto crashes their lips together, hard enough to bang their teeth, but he's unfazed as he pins his brother underneath him.

"You can't stop halfway through," Shouto pants, lifting his head just enough to stare into Touya's wide eyes, "you have to finish it now."

He grabs Touya's arm and brings it to his tailbone, letting it rest there as he pushes his pants the rest of the way down, bringing them over his knees and kicking them off. He takes Touya's hand again and guides him back to his hole, forcing him to push a single finger in, then uses the grip around Touya's wrist to thrust the digit in and out himself. Moaning, he drops his head onto Touya's shoulder.

"Shou—" Touya groans into his ear, making him shiver.

"Touya-nii," Shouto whines, his voice muffled by the skin of Touya's neck.

"What are—what are you doing?" Touya chokes.

"I'm making you finish what you started."

Shouto moves a second finger to his entrance, and Touya finally gets the memo and starts doing it himself, pushing the next finger in and scissoring Shouto open.

"Fuck, Shou, you—you want this?"

Shouto nods desperately and presses their foreheads together. "I've wanted you for—ah—for so long."

Touya spreads his fingers, stretching Shouto and making him cry out.

"Oh fuck, oh my god—" Shouto whimpers, and Touya kisses him, a messy wet kiss that's more tongue than lips. He's too distracted by the vice grip Shouto has on his fingers, and the beautiful moans directly in his ear. For all his dreams, he never imagined Shouto would actually want him back.

He slides in his last finger, making Shouto gasp into his neck and shake as his body works to accept the intrusions. It doesn't take long for Shouto to loosen up, until he's moaning and thrusting his hips back on Touya's fingers, urging him to go faster.

"You ready, baby?" Touya pants. Shouto nods, their faces so close his lips brush over Touya's lips to his chin when he does. Touya doesn't wait, pulling his fingers out and pressing Shouto's hips down, giving him access to his hole.

Shouto cries out as Touya pushes in, and Touya kisses him and soothes him. His cries turn to soft whimpers against Touya's lips as he adjusts to this new sensation.

"I-I'm okay, Touya-nii, you can move," Shouto tells him, and Touya kisses him fiercely as he slowly drags his cock out, then pushes back in to that tight heat. Shouto's eyes roll back as the feeling of his brother's cock dragging over his walls overwhelms him. Touya tightly grips his hips, fingers digging into the soft skin, and groans at the tight fit.

"Fuck, you feel so good, Shou," Touya growls. His praise makes Shouto's head spin even more than it already is. He desperately clutches Touya's shoulders as he starts fucking into him faster.

"Ah—Touya-nii—fuck—oh my god—"

"That's it, baby. You're amazing. So fucking beautiful, Shou. So sexy."

They fuck loud and hard, the sound of skin slapping and moans filling the room. They should be more aware of everyone else in the building, but they can't bring themselves to care when their dreams have finally become reality. Shouto bounces back on the cock fucking him, meeting every one of Touya's thrusts, while Touya holds him close, kissing him desperately.

"Gonna cum," Shouto gasps into Touya's mouth.

"Me too, baby," Touya groans. He thrusts even faster as his orgasm nears, losing any sense of rhythm. Shouto screams as his brother pounds into him even harder than before, and within only a few thrusts, he's cumming all over his own and Touya's stomachs, his hips and body jerking with the force of it. Touya finishes not long after, thrusting his pelvis flush against Shouto's ass, burying his cock as deep as it'll go. Shouto shivers and moans at the feeling of warmth filling up his abdomen, lazily grinding his hips back against his brother to work him through his orgasm. They both fall limp as they come down, Touya dropping his arms spread eagle on the bed, and Shouto resting all his weight in top of his brother.

After a few seconds of heavy breathing and recovery, Touya wraps one arm around Shouto's waist and holds his face in the other. They watch each other with dark, half-lidded eyes, before breaking out in smiles.

"I love you," Touya says, and he claims Shouto's lips before the younger can even respond. When they stop to breath, Shouto grins at him.

"I love you too," he says.

"As like—more than family, right?"

"I wouldn't have let you fill me with your cum if I only loved you as family."

"Right. Stupid question."

They break out in quiet giggles and Shouto cuddles his head into Touya's neck, hiding his red face and goofy smile.

"God, I love you. I've wanted to be with you like this, touch you like this, for so long," Touya sighs happily.

"Touya-nii...?"

"Yeah?"

A strange thought crosses Shouto's mind. This all started because Touya came in when Shouto was supposed to be sleeping...So...

"Have you...touched me in my sleep before?" Shouto gently asks.

Touya's grip on Shouto tightens, and he sighs.

"Would you hate me if I said yes?"

Shouto's face burns red. "No. I've done the same thing. To you."

Touya jerks his head back and stares at him in bewilderment. "Wait. When??"

"I started just a couple weeks ago," Shouto mumbles in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Touya laughs at him and kisses him forcefully.

"What is wrong with us?" He chuckles, and Shouto laughs along.

"It's your fault that I did it though."

"How's it my fault?!"

"Because I would always have dreams about you when you touched me, and so when you didn't I became desperate!"

"So I should have touched you more?!"

"Yes!"

The two descend into giggles, loving eyes scrunched up behind loving smiles. They kiss languidly, spending the rest of the night cuddling and making out.

...

"Ugh, I'm never drinking again," Burnin groans, holding her pounding head in her hands. She burps, then covers her mouth with her hand. "Oh no," she chokes, and then she sprints to the bathroom once again, leaving Shouto and Flare alone in the agency room to complete paperwork.

"It's nice to get out of here sometimes, but nothing beats home," Flare sighs, cupping the back of his neck and dropping his head back to rest on them.

"Yeah," Shouto absently answers. He just wants to be done with this so he can go home with Touya. He doesn't really care what Flare has to say.

Flare never gets the hints though, and he leans into Shouto's personal space with a devilish smirk.

"How about I take you to my home?" He flirts, and Shouto just rolls his eyes and leans away from him.

"I promise you'll like it," he pushes, eternally undettered by Shouto's rejection.

"Yeah, he's not interested, kid," Touya shows up at the door. Shouto's face lights up when his brother arrives, and Flare crosses his arms with a pouty huff.

"I think that's something he can decide for himself," Flare grumbles. The rookie's behavior usually pisses Touya off, but today he just smiles smugly. He saunters over to where his brother is sitting and pulls him off his chair and into his side.

"C'mon, we're going home. Flare can finish things here," Touya smiles.

"Hey!" Flare protests, but his words die on his tongue when Touya pulls his brother in and kisses him passionately. He watches with wide eyes as Touya pushes his tongue into Shouto's mouth and tastes him messily, strings of saliva connecting their lips. He finally pulls away, leaving Shouto red-faced and panting, and grins at the rookie hero.

"Thanks for your help, kid. Let's go home, baby," Touya leers. Shouto nods absently, so overwhelmed he can't think of words to say. He just stares at his brother's lips, making the older man laugh, kiss him once more, and pull him out of the office room.

When they make it halfway down the hallway, Shouto's brain finally catches up with his mouth.

"Touya-nii," he gasps, "what was that?!"

"It's not like anyone will ever believe him. Trust me. I just had to rub it in a bit that you're mine," Touya says, holding Shouto's cheek in his hand and stroking it with his thumb. Shouto can't come up with a good response, so he just rolls his eyes and kisses Touya's hand.

"Let's just go home. I'm sick of this place," Shouto says. He looks around before stealing a quick kiss, and dragging Touya home.