You graduated top of your class. You ended up working along side the now number one hero shoto, you honestly thought he was better than the rank he had. He was an amazing man to work with, he was respectful and kind. His voice calm and soft, something you could listen to for hours. Without getting bored of him.

You had learned over the years of working for him that he definitely has some issues, sometimes having to leave work early. Being overstimulated wasn't fun.

Then he started being more affectionate, sliding palms across your back. Massaging your shoulders, leaving fresh cups of coffee at your desk before you got to work.

So when you started to develop your own feeling for him, the feeling of his hands anywhere lower than your chest got you excited.

all you could think of yourself was. 'gods, your such a whore'

besides the point, you had no clue you would end up this way, catching him steeling glances while he talked to the employees and heros in the room

After the conference, shoto asked you to stay. You had no clue he would bend you over the large table

At the current moment, he was pressing you down against the table. Palm flat between your shoulder blades while he pulled you back on him. Shifting positions.

whining and whimpering in your ear after he laid over your back. chest pressed to your shoulder blades as he put you in a headlock with one arm to arch your back. Using that chance to grope at your chest with a hot palm.

But when you whined or whimpered he would tighten his grim on your throat, or leave a handprint sized burnmark.

"such a naughty thing getting off on the idea of getting caught"

he spoke between grunts as he went faster and harder, the sound of skin on skin was loud. Did he care? No. He was to focused on your pretty face.