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Re: Inasa/Mirio- Sauna Sex - Filled Part 2
(Anonymous) 2018-07-17 05:28 am (UTC)(link)The steam room is nothing short of bliss. It’s magic, it must be. His body, which he swore he couldn’t feel a minute ago, feels brand new and awake. Alive. Really alive. Awashed from everything awful in the world and cleaned of his hardships. Nothing but new flesh and clean beginnings.
Mirio loves it more than he can put into speech.
Mirio hasn’t been to the hot springs in years, school and hero internships always leaving his mother disappointed when he turns her down for some hot spring family time.
“Shoto sounds great.”
“He’s better than great. He’s fantastic!”
Mirio nods slowly.
“He’s kinda like you. Also wonderful. Maybe not AS wonderful as the great Lemillion, but still really, really, awesome.”
“Me?” Mirio laughs not too unkindly. “...Hey Inasa.”
“Hmm?”
“Can I, ha, can I ask you something? Don’t feel you have to answer.”
“Mmmmhmm?”
“Do you think I...uh, ha, do you care that I’m quirkless now?”
Inasa doesn’t even hesitate in his answer.
“Huh? What, no. Why? Who in the world cares about something so trivial like that?”
Mirio’s eyebrows crunch together at the statement.
Trivial? Losing your quirk when you were part of Big Three? Going to one of the world’s most preseitne high school’s for future heros with quirks when you didn’t have one? That was trivial?
There were so many people, classmates even, that told him, straight to Mirio’s face, that now that he was quirkless, he didn’t have any right to take up UA’s time and resources. THey were, in all rights, for people with quirks.
“Besides!” Inasa breaks Mirio out of his darking thoughts as the warm stream swirls around them, “You weren't quirkless when you came to the school. So the whole question is kinda unnecessary, isn’t it?”
The blond young man leans back again the heating up wood walls. Inasa copies his movement.
Mirio didn’t think about it that way.
“Oh, also,” Inasa says, eyes closed as he relaxes as the room starts to heat up steadily, “You’ll get your quirk back. So that makes the question even MORE unnecessary.”
And with that, Inasa leaves little more for a come back as he lets you long, loud sigh, breathing in deeply through his nose to really let all the steam and herbs of the water fill his lungs.
“...than you.” Is all Mirio has left to say.
Inasa just smiles with his eyes still closed. He nodes and lets his whole body relax.
“You ok?”
Mirio shrugs.
“I don’t know...I want to be, I really do. I’ve never been this stressed before. Sure the pressure of being part of the Big Three was one thing. And,” he actually manages to snort despite himself, “actually putting my life on the line to fight villains is different. But I could have done something about it. But this?”
He looks down at her feet that are mostly clouded by the steadily pouring in steam.
“I’m not sure what to do with -this-. I can’t do anything ABOUT it either, which of course,” He takes a big breath, “makes me even more stressed.”
“Oh? You’re stressed? OH! I just helped out my newest, bestest friend Shoto out with that.”
“You did? With what?”
Inasa leans up and shifts himself to sit in his towel, facing Mirio.
“I did! Would you like, heh,” Inasa laughs once, a little nervously, a little shyly, “would you like a quicky?
Mirio’s large eyes blink like a fawns. His head tilts. It’s hard to see Inasa’s face through the stick steam that’s building up in the cozy room, but he can see his face become red.
And it wasn’t from the heat of sasna.
But Mirio still doesn't understand what he’s referring to.
“Todoroki asked you for a…”quicky”?”
“He did!” Inasa shouts triumphantly.
“Because he was...stressed?”
A barrage of quick nods.
“He did!’ he says again and without warning, slips his hand underneath Mirio’s towel, right between his spread legs.
Mirio bulks at the sudden intrusion, but Inasa doesn’t seem the least bit bothered by his yelp of surprise. It doesn’t help the back of the blond’s head hit the ceramic wall with a hardy “thud”.
“Easy! It’s no problem, I would love to help a fellow upcoming hero out any way I can.”
His smile is so endearing that for a second Mirio can’t connect it belonging to the same hand that’s found his member and wrapped itself around it.
Mirio’s blush reaches his ears and his head spins twice as fast in the heated room.
The hot blooded young man just called him a fellow upcoming hero.
That made Mirio’s heart flutter a little. Maybe the hand sliding up and down his now harding dick didn’t hurt either.
“You...You really don’t have to.”
Mirio rolls his eyes at himself. What a very stupid thing to say.
Why the fuck did he just say that.
Inasa shrugs and leans up against him, his mouth again he's, just barely touching.
“It’s ok. Just relax. We worked hard. I think you deserve to not be so stressed.”
Then there’s a simple kiss shared between them and Mirio uncoils the strain that his muscles were trapped under for that moment and melts into the heat surrounding them both.
The kiss is short lived, thank God. They're sitting in a room with nothing to breath in but steam and the temperature is almost unbearably. They need to be able to breath properly or neither of them will make it out the door without passing out.
Inasa’s flesh is just as warm and slick as his and it’s dangerous with how the other young man’s hand slips up his length and rounds the head with his palm, bringing it back down in a quick stroke.
Unable to sit up properly anymore, Mirio turns himself and lays down. Inasa places himself between them and leans over him. Their bare chests touch but he keeps his chin up, as if he’s trying to keep his head above the steam, though it’s literally everywhere.
Was this how he did it with Todoroki? Did that little half cold and half fire kid with a streak of red hair lay on his back with his legs open invitingly like this?
“Good?” Inasa askes somewhere in the fog of heat.
“Did Todoroki think it was good?” Mirio can’t help but be an ass and ask.
Inasa let’s do go Mirio’s thick prick for a moment, Mirio almost shouts out an apology, hoping he didn't offend (and it such a setting of all places to be sorry) but then a hand is placed firmly under his backside. A finger presses against his opening.
“Shoto’s not one for being touched oddly enough, but he did like -this-.”
A finger slips in easily enough, the tension in Mirio’s muscles all but nonexistent from the heat of the room and the weakness after such a hard work out session.
Mirio wants to grit his teeth, but he doesn’t even have the strength to do that.
Inasa works him open easily enough. There’s almost no resistance, just a pleasant pressure that he teases into relaxation.
With a quick movement of his free hand, Inasa puts Mirio’s well toned legs on top his own thighs and the rest is like a dance, a well worked out routine, as if they’ve done this a million times.
Inasa’s long length pushes into Mirio’s warmth and he almost passes out on top of him.
There’s such a thing as too much of a good thing, now isn’t there.
“Ah, we’ll have to, um, have to...we’ll have to do this again. Maybe when it’s not a million degrees,” Inasa says between long deep breaths as he buries himself inside of Mirio.
“A-agreed.”
And the rest is quick. Too quick. Maybe it didn’t even happen. But it must have, as Inasa thrusts back and forth, almost too slippery, threatening to knock his forehead into Mirio’s nose and break it.
But Mirio feels it when he comes. He doesn’t blame him for coming after a minute or two. He did, too. Maybe just so could both feel the sweet release of the tension building up in their bellies, but also for their bodies to be releases of this heated prison.
But Mirio asks just in case, far too light headed now.
“Did you, uh, did you cum?”
Inasa nods again and again, his head suddenly too heavy for his neck.
“Yeah...Yeah. You?”
“Yeah….can we go?”
“PLEASE. GOD.”
Inasa slips out of Mirio, and tries to keep himself from falling over and killing himself in the steam room as he stumbles towards the door.
Mirio is close behind, using the wall to steady himself as he does.
When the door opens, they’re suddenly both standing a top of an ice covered mountain and they want to scream with joy.
But they can’t. They’re too busy having lungfuls of air, sweet, cold, rejuvenating air.
They both fall over once their out.
“Wow…” Mirio says in one breath.
“Yeah…” Inasa says in the next.
“That was...so...dumb.”
“Mmmm”
“Let’s never do that again.”
“Deal.”
“But maybe back at my place? Minus the extra hundred degrees?”
Inasa can’t lift his head, but Mirio can tell he’s grinning like a mad man.
“Also deal.”
They huff and puff.
“Are you feeling less stressed?”
Mirio bursts out laughing. It feels so good to laugh with Inasa.
“You have no idea.”
Re: Inasa/Mirio- Sauna Sex - Filled Part 2
(Anonymous) 2018-07-17 05:51 am (UTC)(link)Re: Inasa/Mirio- Sauna Sex - Filled Part 2
(Anonymous) 2018-07-17 11:59 am (UTC)(link)