Anan knew she had the other teachers’ attention until Mode slipped into the lecture room, covered head to toe in puffy winter clothes and fur. She sat down in the front row, taking off layers of clothing silently to be comfortable in the warm room. Everyone in there knew she ran hot, too.
No one had their eyes on the presentation anymore. 13 could tell everyone was looking at Mode.
She finally sighed. "Mode?"
“Yes?" The other teacher looked at her in a confused yet cute manner.
"Could you help me with my lecture? I need an assistant to point out some things."
Pe hummed with a nod then stood up, boots clacking as she walked up onto the stage.
The hero handed her a laser pointer and Mode did her best pointing out things on the last dozen slides or so.
After, the staff went onto the roof of UA, telescopes set up to observe the meteor shower up close.
Kurose noticed her coworkers were relaxed, enjoying each others' company and stargazing occasionally, too. Her attention went to All Might, who had started looking at the night sky, but whose telescope had been tilted to look at a certain designer instead. “All Might."
The man panicked, straightening his posture and letting go of the scope. "Yes?"
"Have you told Mode you like her?" Anan teased lightly; why else would he be sneaking a peak at her in such an obvious way?
Toshi rubbed the back of his head, shaking his face for no.
Thirteen continued, "I don't think she would reject you. She's special to everyone here." They both saw Mic holding her shoulders in an embrace as they talked with Ectoplasm. "She likes it when someone places their hand right above her hip. Why don't you go over and try it?"
Might felt he was a little trapped in the situation. He waited until Mode was alone, as brief as such moments were when she was in public, then sauntered on over. She was leaning on the railing to the roof, indeed looking at the stars.
Pe smiled up at him when he joined her by her side. "Good evening, Toshinori. Enjoying the stars?"
"I am. Thank you," he responded stiffly. Looking back for a moment, he saw Anan usher him on with her hands. He wiped his sweaty palms on his pants, wiggled his fingers, then hovered his hand near his girlfriend, finally grabbing her hip and bringing her into him.
She was surprised but looked like she certainly didn't mind. Mode responded by holding his skinny hip bone in return.
"I like that you joined us for this. You being here makes staff events even more enjoyable for me."
Might loved that she said that and he felt she meant it, too. "I think everyone else feels that way about you, too, Mode."
She hesitated than played with her hair, leaning her head into him.
It was a beautiful night and they loved experiencing it together.
All Might was amazed Mode found the time to clothe the staff for the yearly Halloween party. Aizawa's mummy outfit was especially impressive, Might thought. He donned his own costume, a mixture of a skeleton and a man dressed in a fine suit. He felt it was ironically fitting. Mode herself was perky in attitude and outfit, a small black top hat upon her head that matched black pumps over orange and black stockings. Her dress was green, black, and orange, with a very puffy orange skirt piece, simulating a pumpkin.
Snipe seemed to be the one hogging the majority of her time that night, but Toshi didn't mind. Occasionally, he'd see her deep brown eyes catching glimpses at him and it made his heart flutter each time.
The party lasted well into the early morning of the 1st; maybe they needed it after what a month October had been.
"Sekijiro, can you carry me to my place?" Mode asked in-between a yawn. "I think I'm done for tonight."
Kan simply chuckled a little and picked her up, saying their goodbyes to everyone else.
-
All Might left soon after, surprised to see Mode sitting on his couch when he entered his place. She didn't act tired at all anymore, shifting mischievously where she was. Her face and her lips gave away what she wanted to. The woman stood up, placing stiff arms onto his shoulders, bringing him forward to kiss him.
"If you're too tired, we don't have to do this."
She told his lips.
"I think I can stay awake."
They stripped each other, warmed each other's bodies up, then Toshi was kissing her inner thighs before thrusting himself into her, Mode's legs straight up in the air, her back on the kitchen counter. This vaguely reminded him of a few other times they had had sex in the kitchen. The first time they had fucked was one and another when she praised his skinny form. He reminisced on those two times before feeling he should be concentrating on the present instead.
Might couldn't get over that, no matter how many times they made love, it always felt so good. Yagi really hoped he never got used to nor tired of it. He felt so close to Mode at these times and he loved giving her pleasure. He wanted to make her so happy sometimes his chest ached when he wasn't able to. Toshinori wanted to see that rare beautiful smile of her always.
He also really wanted to cultural festival to be here already so he could see her more.
All Might moaned as he came hotly inside her, face flushing as he closed his eyes. He felt the familiar racing of his heart and being out of breath that came after his orgasm, sweat and the smell of the act fresh in the air. Mode's legs were sore when he finally let go of them, the woman flinching as she dropped them over the counter.
Maybe. Maybe this time they would be pregnant. Her thoughts went to yet another negative pregnancy test, taking her mind off the fun they had just had.
Toshi unconnected their bodies, leaving her to drink some water and collect a towel for the inevitable leaking his seed was to do out of her. After handing it to her, Pe folded her legs atop herself, her toweled hand between her legs to catch any jizz that decided to leave her hole.
"You looked very cute in your outfit tonight."
He grinned from above her, giddy as he often was around her.
"Did you like your outfit, Blondie?"
He nodded. "I did! You did a great job with everyone's."
"Thank you." He felt, once again, that she looked so very cute when she was shy. Mode yawned. "Can I sleep here? I doubt anyone will come looking for me in the morning. I think everyone is going to be hungover today."
"You're probably right on that."
He didn't drink and he knew Mode didn't tonight either, probably in anticipation for what they just did. All Might was still unsure whether she could hold her liquor or if drunk was just an act she pulled to entertain her clients. The teacher found he often couldn't tell if she was lying or not, but, when she had those rare moments of vulnerability, Toshi felt that was really her. That was really his Mode.
The man picked her up gently then placed her onto his bed, tucking her in under the covers.
"I'm going to leak all over your bed, you know." She informed him.
"I'll wash my blankets in the morning." He responded awkwardly after blinking.
Pe was soon asleep, Toshi admiring her from the other side of the bed. He really didn't want to go to sleep with the sight currently in front of him, but he did eventually anyway.
Mode "accidentally" knocked a tied bag of buttons off the far side of a table and asked Yagi to retrieve it. He did, reaching his arm toward the wall from under the furniture, and grabbed it. His girlfriend joined him, kissing his cheek. He was surprised but it made him smile right after. Pe noticed the lipstick on his face and quickly wiped it completely before they both reappeared, continuing their work.
-
"Oh, God, Mode! That feels amazing."
All Might moaned into a pillow as Pe rubbed and scratched her hands up and down his back. She added more oil then continued.
"I didn't know you liked massages so much."
"I didn't know ah- I did either."
She concentrated on his shoulders.
"You've never gotten one before?"
"I did when I was younger, to help with my sore muscles, but I stopped going whe… when I got the injury on my side."
Mode could see why. She looked down at his back yet again, that large scar almost downing her mood.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?"
"No. Not at all. It feels great. Please keep going."
...
"How does this feel?"
She tapped into her quirk, making his arousal flow like waves up and down his body. All Might grasped the comforter, groaning into it. That felt so good, almost too good. It was driving him crazy. His erection hard, his mouth drooling, hearts formed in his eyes. Mode was still touching his back, kneading each knot out. He didn't care what she was doing at that point, her quirk taking over every thought. And he couldn't find a way to release the pressure building. He wanted this state to both continue and to end.
"Mode?!"
She had never heard him say her name in that tone.
"Yes?"
Her eyes began to contract, looking down at his head.
"That's... That's enough. I-I think I'm good!"
Pe nodded then ran one hand down his back, completely negating his arousal gradually. All Might sweated and caught his breath under her.
"You okay?"
He nodded in response, using his arms to flip himself over, half of his chest still expanding and contracting again, his eyes dilated up at the person he loved looking at. All Might cupped her face with one hand.
"You're so beautiful."
"You liked the massage that much?" Mode joked.
Toshinori let out one chuckle, bringing her onto him and her lips onto his own.
-
"Yagi, wake up! Yagi!"
Someone was shaking his shoulders, the blurry darkness clearing as he saw the outline of his lover. The blond sat up, rubbing his face, shocked to find fresh tears there.
"You were... You were screaming..."
He could tell his actions had made Pe cry as well. He wrapped her in his arms.
"I'm sorry. It was just a nightmare..."
It was fresh in his mind, being one he had had over and over for many years since it happened.
-
Pe was held in silence for a long time until she spoke up.
“Were you dreaming about The Furious Fifteen? You kept saving seven over and over. Her quirk inflicts fear, doesn't it? I'm sorry. I didn't know you encountered her."
"No. It was a different person. I didn't fight Seven. Nana was..."
He felt he trusted Mode enough to tell her some of the truth, just not the whole thing quite yet. He still didn't want to burden her with the truth of One for All. Not her.
"She was my mentor, when I attended UA. She was like a mother to me and I loved her very much. Shimura taught me how to be a true hero. She died while fighting a villain. She died protecting me. 'Live on, Toshinori! Live on and take my place as a true hero...'"
He became silent then held Mode some more.
"I'm sorry, Yagi. I'm so sorry that happened to her." Her voice told his chest. "Were they able to catch that villain? Is he locked away?"
"Yes he is." Toshi responded.
All for One was still in Tartarus prison, Hopefully forever. No one else needed to suffer because of him.
"Good." She snuggled further into his chest. "Is there anything I can do to help? I… didn't know what to do when you started yelling. Was waking you up the right thing to do?"
"I don't really know," All Might admitted, tempted to rub the back of his head.
He felt awkward that she had seen him like this. Besides Gran Torino, his other mentor, no one really had. Yagi couldn't even remember the last time he had slept next to someone. Pe broke him out of his thoughts.
"If I'm having a nightmare, wake me up. I don't want to be back there."
"I promise I will, Mode." He kissed the top of her head, "I'll protect you.”
"I'll... try to protect you, too."
Yagi smiled a little, kissing her again.
"Thank you. Let's go back to sleep."
And they did, a little more reassured than moments before.
With the school cultural festival less than a month away, Mode found herself more than busy, volunteering to help with Class 1-A's costumes for their music performance and the same with Class 2-A's play. She taught her classes then worked with the students day after day.
All Might, on the other hand, taught his daily class and had to preoccupy himself otherwise.
On the first Sunday, they agreed to meet at his place.
"Let's build a fort!"
"A fort?" Mode tilted her head at him.
"Yeah! I have more than enough pillows and blankets for us to build one. Let me get the rest of them from my bedroom."
While he was away, Pe went online and checked what he was talking about. She thought it looked complicated as she looked at different examples with doubt. The brunette hoped he knew what he was doing.
They played a romcom on her tablet while huddled under their new abode, roasting small marshmallows over a candle and making mini smores, feeding them to each other.
Pe fed him details about all the costumes she was helping make and he listened intently, seeing her eyes light up as she did. He loved it when she looked passionate about her work.
"What about you? Are you helping with the festival?"
"Ah, no. No one's asked for my help with anything."
"Then why don't you help me? I could use it."
"Are any of your other clients going to help you, too?"
"No, but they're also all busy helping with the festival. It'll be okay. You're my client. You can help me. I need help grabbing stuff off the top shelf sometimes."
Yagi laughed. "I want to be more help to you than that!"
"Then I'll teach you some things. We'll start at buttons then go from there."
"I look forward to it."
Mode looked over - the movie was still playing and the smores weren't out, but she held Toshinori’s face with one of her hands, climbing into his lap and began to kiss him, pushing him over. He quickly put out the candle then began to smooch her back.
He got off her, catching his breath, as she lifted her sore legs to her chest, holding his fresh seed inside her.
"Have you thought about what you want to name our kids?"
One blue eye opened, looking over at her staring at nothing, "I’ve thought about, for a boy, Sakuya, after my father. For a girl, Hikari, after my mother."
Mode smiled a little. "Those are nice names. Sakuya Mode. Hikari Mode. You don't talk about your parents often."
"They both passed away when I was away at college. I visit them once a year. They're back home in Kanazawa in my
family's grave."
"Can we visit them sometime?"
"Of course we can." He changed the subject back, not wanting to begin to ruminate on how he had missed both
his parents' passing, "How you thought of any names, Mode?"
Pe had, but she didn't say it aloud. "No. I haven't. I think I'll think about it when I'm pregnant. I hope it's soon."
Toshinori turned on his side and held his lover. "Me, too."
They both lied together, thinking of different things, disconnected.
-
At some point the next week, he helped her retrieve a dye from the top shelf, smiling as he handed it down to her.
That October, Sir Nighteye was cremated and later buried at his family grave, many attending his funeral, including Silence Mode, Che Mode, and a pregnant De.
-
Pe texted him once she was outside Yagis door, not wanting to knock and alert anyone else. He saw her words but it took him a while to get off his couch. All Might let her in and she scurried inside, him closing the door behind her.
"I'm sorry I wasn't at Sir's funeral. Um, something came up and I couldn't
make it," Mode mumbled, hiding herself by tucking her hair behind her ear.
He responded by wrapping his arms around her and held her against his chest - he felt so numb; he just wanted to feel something.
"I'm happy you're here," he continued.
Pe felt awkward, not really reacting to his embrace.
"I spoke with my family briefly today. Che broke up with Mt. Lady,
Mom said I did a okay job on the suit you wore to the funeral, and De said
she found out the sex of the baby - it's a girl. She's naming her Senko, after Mirai's mother. I'm so excited to be an aunt and... I'm sorry, Yagi. I really
don't know what to do or say to comfort you."
His blue eyes looked down at the top of her head and he bent forward to kiss
it.
"Can you stay over? I think all I want is your company right now."
"I can do that, but can you sit down? I want to hug you back."
He understood, moving toward his den couch and sitting down. Pe kneeled
around his legs, holding his face in her bust. Toshinori hugged her back in
silence, listening to her heartbeat, as she petted his hair. They stayed
that way for a long time.
-
"I realize now I didn't know him well at all. I can't even tell you what he liked to eat or what his favorite color was."
"Sushi was his favorite and his favorite color was yellow."
"What's yours?"
"Hm?"
"What's your favorite food and color?"
She thought about it for a moment, "Spinach ohitashi is good and my favorite color is blue - striking blue surrounded by black upon a gorgeous face."
He adjusted his body so his chin was atop her chest instead, staring up at
her.
"Is that really what you see when you look at me?"
"Yes," she nodded, "I've never lied about how attractive I find you."
"But I don't even compare to how beautiful you are."
Her hands stopped, some of her fingers curling his hair. “Thank you."
Toshi admired how cute when she when she was shy. He stuffed his face back into her chest, feeling the warmth there. Toshinori wondered, yet again, if it was her quirk that made her always so warm or if she otherwise just had a warm body.
-
"Do you regret that we can't date publicly?"
Pe shook her head, "No, because I understand why, to keep me safe from those who would want to hurt you, but there's plenty we can do on campus together anyway. I don't really care what we do, as long as we're together."
"What's your favorite thing to do together?"
"Having sex with you is nice."
The blond chuckled a little at her answer.
Mode continued, "I'm not sure what I prefer honestly. I like being near you. I really love your company."
"I love yours, too."
He looked up at her again, sitting up to kiss her lips. Mode held his face and kissed him back. Yagi stuffed his face into the crook of her neck, his body shaking as he held her, crying over the loss of his former sidekick. Pe let him cry, holding his head, staring at the kitchen countertops behind them.
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