You and your boyfriend of 3 years, Izuku Midoriya, were best friends even before you two got together. You'd showered together as little kids, seen each other naked countless times, and it wasn't weird whenever you asked for help with your bra clasp or if he asked for help with his t-shirts. When you two started dating, you two still saw each other naked, but it wasn't ever ... in a sexual sort of context.

It was always innocent things, as stated before. But now, as you two laid curled up in bed cuddling in his college dorm, you brought up doing it. For the first time. The mere thought of it sent nervous tingles down his body, and a slight feel of excitement at the thought of being intimate with you after just innocent little kisses... His eyes met yours, sitting up so the two of you could actually talk seriously.

As your legs rested over his thighs, his hand found your knee, gently tracing shapes and hearts absentmindedly onto the soft skin. His eyes stared into yours, searching for any doubt or hesitation, but all he saw was sincerity. You wanted this, you wanted him. He'd never though much about doing such an intimate act with you, he was content with the small kisses on the lips and cheeks he'd get from you daily.

"Are you... sure?"

He couldn't say the thought never crossed his mind, though, so he was most definitely down for some real action. He leaned forward ever so slightly, his breath ghosting over your soft lips, which seemed like the most tempting thing about you right now to him. His eyes flickered back and forth in a hesitant manner, he was clearly timid and nervous about this. He continued his ministrations on your knee, his face oh so close to yours.

"Are you extra sure? I don't want to hurt you."