Mha One shots 2024!

Shinso walked down the aisle of the library, his eyes scanning the shelves for any interesting books. He was always quiet and blunt in school, even now in college, but he couldn't help but feel drawn to a particular table in the corner.

Sitting there was Izuku Midoriya, head bent over a notebook, hair falling across his face as he wrote diligently.

Shinso approached the table, trying to keep his footsteps as silent as possible. He slid into the seat beside Izuku, his gaze fixed on the other boy's profile. Izuku was cute, with his round glasses and earnest expression, and Shinso had been secretly crushing on him for months.

Without saying a word, Shinso reached out and gently brushed a lock of hair away from Izuku's face. The movement was so light that it was almost imperceptible, but Izuku's eyes flickered up to meet his. A soft blush colored Izuku's cheeks, and he quickly looked back down at his notebook.

"Hi," Shinso said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku jumped slightly at the sound of his voice, his heart racing. He looked up at Shinso, his eyes wide and full of surprise. "H-hi," he stammered. "I didn't hear you come over."

Shinso smiled. "I tried not to make too much noise," he said. "I just... wanted to see what you were working on."

Izuku's face flushed even deeper, and he quickly closed his notebook. "Nothing important," he mumbled, trying to hide it behind his back.

Shinso chuckled softly. "Don't be shy," he said, reaching out to gently pry the notebook from Izuku's grasp. "I won't tell anyone."

Izuku hesitated for a moment before slowly opening the notebook and showing it to Shinso. The pages were filled with drawings and writings about heroes, their powers, and their stories. Shinso couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm and passion that radiated from every page.

"These are really good," Shinso said honestly. "You really put a lot of effort into them."

Izu beamed at the compliment. "Thank you," he said softly. "I've always been fascinated by heroes and their abilities. I just wish I could be one myself."

Shinso nodded, a sense of understanding washing over him. "Well, maybe one day you will," he said, reaching out to give Izuku's arm a reassuring squeeze. "For now, keep working on your drawings and stories. Who knows? Maybe they'll inspire someone else to become a hero too."

Feeling a strange warmth spread through him, Shinso stood up from the table. "I'll let you get back to it," he said with a smile. "It was nice talking to you, Izuku."

Izuku watched as Shinso walked away, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He couldn't believe that Shinso had actually approached him and shown interest in his work. Maybe there was hope for him after all.

As the weeks passed, Shinso found himself drawn to the library more and more often. Each time he went, he made sure to sit beside Izuku, their quiet conversations about heroes and their abilities becoming a regular occurrence. Despite his initial shyness, Izuku seemed to be growing more comfortable around Shinso, often smiling and laughing at his jokes.

One day, as they sat together, Shinso couldn't help but notice how close they were sitting. Their legs were brushing against each other, and the subtle touch sent shivers down his spine. He couldn't deny the growing desire he felt for Izuku, and he decided to take a chance.

"Izuku," he said softly, leaning in closer. "I've been wanting to ask you something."

Izuku looked up at him, eyes wide with anticipation. "What is it?" he asked breathlessly.

Shinso took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "Would you like to go somewhere private with me?" he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Izuku's eyes widened even further, and he looked around nervously. "W-where?" he stammered.

Shinso smiled reassuringly. "Somewhere where we can be alone," he said, his voice low and seductive. "Somewhere we can explore our desires together."

A wave of heat washed over Izuku's face, and he looked down at his lap, his cheeks flushing red. "I... I don't know," he murmured. "I've never done anything like that before."

Shinso reached out and gently traced the line of Izuku's jaw, feeling the softness of his skin beneath his fingers. "I'll take care of you," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "I just want to make you feel good."

Izuku looked up at him, his eyes filled with uncertainty and desire. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded slowly. "Alright," he said softly. "Let's go."

Shinso led Izuku to a secluded corner of the library, hidden from view by towering shelves of books. The air was thick with anticipation as they stepped into the shadows, the only light coming from a small desk lamp on a nearby table.

Shinso closed the space between them, pressing his body against Izuku's. He could feel the other boy's heart racing, his breath coming in short gasps. Slowly, he leaned in and brushed his lips against Izuku's, their first kiss gentle and hesitant.

Izuku gasped softly, his eyes closing as he surrendered to the moment. Shinso deepened the kiss, his tongue tracing the line of Izuku's lips until they parted eagerly. Their tongues danced together, a symphony of desire and passion.

As they broke apart for air, Shinso trailed kisses down Izuku's neck, his hands roaming over his soft skin. He could feel the other boy shivering with pleasure beneath his touch. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, nibbling on Izuku's earlobe.

Izuku moaned softly, his head falling back against the wall. "Sh-Shinso," he breathed, his voice thick with lust.

Shinso slipped his hand inside Izuku's shirt, tracing circles around his nipple. Izuku gasped, arching his back as a wave of pleasure washed over him. "More," he whispered, his voice hoarse.

With a seductive smile, Shinso reached down and unbuckled Izuku's belt, slowly pulling down his pants. Izuku watched in fascination as Shinso took him in hand, stroking him gently at first before increasing the pace and pressure.

"Shinso!," Izuku groaned, his hips bucking forward as he sought more contact. "I'm close."

Shinso smiled, leaning in to kiss him once more. As they kissed, he stroked faster and harder, sending Izuku spiraling into an intense orgasm.

When it was over, they stood there in silence, catching their breath. Slowly, Shinso pulled away, smiling softly at the flushed and satisfied expression on Izuku's face. "I've never felt like that before," Izuku murmured, his voice still shaky with emotion.

Shinso wrapped an arm around Izuku's shoulders, pulling him close. "Neither have I," he said softly. "But I think we can explore those feelings together."

"But I think we can explore those feelings together." As the semester progressed, Shinso and Izuku's relationship grew deeper and more intimate. They continued to meet in secret, exploring their desires and passions for each other. Their encounters became more intense, filled with moans and gasps of pleasure.

One day, while they were in the library studying, Izuku looked up at Shinso with a mischievous glint in his eye. "I have an idea," he said, a blush creeping across his cheeks. Shinso raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it?" he asked, his voice low and teasing. "What if... we tried something a little bit different?" Izuku suggested, his voice barely above a whisper. Shinso smirked. "I'm all ears," he replied, leaning in closer to Izuku. Izuku bit his lip nervously.

"Well," he started, his voice trembling slightly. "What if... we swapped roles?" Shinso raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You mean, you want to be in control?" he asked, his heart racing with anticipation. Izuku nodded eagerly. "Y-yes," he stammered. "I've always wanted to know what it felt like to be the one giving pleasure, instead of receiving it." Without another word, Shinso stood up from his chair and stripped down to his underwear.

He felt a surge of power and excitement as he watched Izuku's eyes widen in surprise and admiration. Izuku swallowed hard, his hands trembling as he undid his own pants. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come.

As Shinso knelt down before him, his heart pounded in his chest. He had never felt more vulnerable or exposed, but there was something thrilling about it as well. With careful, deliberate strokes, Izuku teased and pleasured Shinso, watching as his lover's body arched and shivered with pleasure.

He couldn't believe the power he felt in that moment, knowing that he was the one responsible for bringing his lover to the brink of ecstasy. As Shinso neared his climax, he looked up at Izuku with a mixture of awe and gratitude.

"You're amazing," he gasped, his voice hoarse with emotion. Izuku blushed deeply, his heart swelling with pride and happiness. "Thank you," he murmured, continuing to stroke Shinso tenderly.

As they lay there afterwards, basking in the afterglow of their passion, Izuku realized that this was just the beginning of their journey together. There were so many more experiences and adventures waiting for them, and he couldn't wait to explore them all with Shinso by his side.