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Heat pooled in his stomach, bubbling until he felt sick to the point of vomiting. He could feel the slick that dripped from him starting to dampen his jeans.
How pathetic.
A hand trailed down his midsection, fingers ghosting over his slightly pudgy belly and making their way down to his heat. They creeped past his pants, (no underwear, he remembered) and plunged as far as he could reach with his current position. Not far at all. Not, while standing, and not with his legs squished together like this.
Izuku tried to keep his breathing calm as his own hand worked between his thighs. His face was practically smashed into the doorframe as he tried to get a peek through the tiny gap that had been worn into the side of the door. Years of Izuku swinging back and forth on it as a toddler had given it a sizable dent, but still hardly anything was visible past it.
His father's bed was just barely seeable through the gap. Any farther to the side and Izuku's nightly activities would be but a pipedream.
Pale hair covered thighs clench with every slight movement his father makes. The man's eyes were shut tight, his face contorted into a look of pure pleasure and ecstasy as he thrusted up into the abused pocket pussy in his hands.
What he wouldn't give to be in its place.
Before long, both Izuku and his father came together, though only one was aware of it.
Izuku quietly retreated to his room, tasting his own arousal on his fingers as he slid into bed.
"Morning Dad." Izuku slumped into his chair and gave a halfhearted wave to his father.
"Morning," The man huffed, "Another late night?"
Izuku shrugged in response and laid his head on the dining room table.
"Are you feeling alright?" Izuku grunted in response, "Are you gonna say any actual words or are you just going to keep making noises every time I ask you a question?"
He grunted again just out of spite.
"I see, one of those days then," Shouta placed a plate in front of him and sat down. "Wanna tell me why you were up so late?"
Izuku shrugged again, "I was doing stuff…"
His dad raised an eyebrow, "What 'stuff'?"
"Um, teenager stuff."
"Oh," The man's eyes widened, "I- Sorry for asking." Izuku stuffed his breakfast in his mouth to avoid saying anything else. It seemed to work for a few minutes until his Dad cleared his throat. "Izuku, did I ever give you the talk?"
Izuku choked on his food, "Dad-"
"I'm serious, you're 13 now and I don't think I've ever exactly explained this stuff to you."
"You don't have to Dad, I don't need-"
"Izuku, I'm worried about you. You've been spending more time in your room lately and-"
"Dad."
"I just wanna make sure you're-"
"Dad! I don't wanna talk about this!"
"It's just- Nemuri had brought it up the other day and said that teens don't usually understand how to be safe when… Exploring themselves…"
Izuku blinked, "Dad… Please don't tell me that you're trying to teach me how to safely take a dildo."
"NO! No, that's not- I was talking about condoms. And also not shoving a TV remote inside yourself. That's not a good idea by the way." He took a breath, "Are there any girls that have caught your eye?" Izuku blinked, "Oh maybe you already had a girlfriend- do you have a girlfriend? Can I meet her?"
After a long awkward silence, Izuku stood up from his seat and walked backwards until he was safely back in his bedroom, firmly shutting the door while staring his father in the eye.
Shouta sighed, that could have gone better. He had panicked and went on a rant about not fucking a TV remote, then immediately deviated to ask if he could meet his son's probably non existent girlfriend. Wait, is that rude to say? He didn't mean that Izuku couldn't get a girlfriend, he just means that he probably doesn't have one currently.
He is not very good at this Dad thing…
Either way, he needed to give his 13 year old 'The Talk' and neither of them were looking forward to it.
Shouta didn't know how to explain these types of things. Not without actually showing or demonstrating it. Last time he explained how to put on a condom, it was Hizashi and they were having awkward teenager sex while his parents were out for the weekend.
Izuku himself was a bit of a surprise. He was Shouta's through and through. Literally, he was a quirk accident when Shouta was out on patrol and a mugging victim got freaked out. One second he was a 15 year old hero student, the next moment a baby popped into existence right into his arms. 13 years since that panicked screaming and here they were, awkwardly shuffling around trying to avoid having 'The Talk'.
13 already, holy shit his baby is ready for a talk about babies, he was not ready! Oh God, what if he had a baby at 15 too? What if he had a baby at 13!? Shouta did not want to be a grandfather anytime soon. He needed to explain that babies were for grown-ups not 13 year olds. Wait no- Izuku isn't a child anymore, he knows that babies are for adults. Nothing to worry about. Thank goodness.
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……
He should talk to Nemuri.