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Title: Quite The Endeavor Pairing: Todomomo (Kinktober Fic) Rating: E Word Count: 4,428 Read on Ao3 Summary:

Before Momo could say anything else he pulled her over toward him. He leaned against the front of the desk. “You know, I’ve spent a lot of time in this office over the years. It’s cold. Don’t you think?”

His arms wrapped around her waist and Momo tilted her head in concern. “Is everything okay?”

“And I was thinking…” he continued disregarding her question as his hands slid from her hips down to her ass. He cupped it through her skirt and an audible gasp escaped her lips.

“Shouto,” she hissed, but she didn’t push him away.

“We could maybe warm it up a little.”

After graduating, Shouto had gotten the pair internships for the summer so he could spend as much time with his girlfriend as possible. Of course, Endeavor refuses to make that easy for them. Shouto in an act of defiance shows his father that he won't be kept away from the woman he adores under any circumstances.

Thank you oodles and oodles to @emeraldwaves for being my beta and always encouraging me to write! <3

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The last month went by painfully slow for Shouto. He felt stupid, really stupid because it, of course, wasn’t going to be that easy to spend time with his girlfriend. More than that he had stupidly asked his father for help as if that was somehow going to turn out well. After graduation, he had asked his father for a summer internship and asked him to consider giving Momo one as well. He was hoping this way they would get to spend more time together because she had an incredible offer that started in the fall and he wanted every bit of time with her he could get. They both talked about what was ahead for their relationship after graduation and while their plan was to stay together they both knew they wouldn’t have the same access to one another as they did in the dorms.

Todoroki would miss her being just a short walk away and that was why he came up with the idea of getting them both an internship together. It might not be as intimate of a setting as he would’ve liked or quiet, but he just wanted to spend any bit of time with her that he could. However, as anyone could imagine that plan backfired horribly.

This past month his father had kept them incredibly busy. Endeavor had Momo acting like his personal assistant and made her go everywhere with him. Even after office hours, he would ask her for things and she did it with no problem. She told Shouto over and over again she didn’t mind. She said she had worked plenty of summers in her parent’s office and knew that a day’s work was never done. He tried to tell her his father was just an ass and she responded by gently touching his arm and assuring him that it was fine. His girlfriend was a saint and he was annoyed.

In the past 30 days, they only had time to squeeze in one date. They had made it a habit in their relationship to go on dates twice a week and study dates didn’t count because they really did just study. Most of the time anyway. He would catch glimpses of her in the morning or around the office, and as for lunch dates? Those were out of the question. His father always made sure they didn’t have time to be with one another for lunch either. They seemed to alternate working night shifts as well so there really was no time to see each other. It was infuriating and he couldn’t stand how pleased his father seemed with himself and his little scheme on top of that.

There was no reason Enji needed to be working her into the ground. Even Shouto got more of a break than she did, but that might have been because he was shadowing someone else in the office this time around. This weekend Shouto wanted to take Momo away so they could finally have some alone time. It was supposed to be a surprise so he had submitted a slip for time off and wanted to spend the weekend pampering her. She deserved more than he could ever give her after everything Endeavor had put her though.

He knocked lightly on the door until he heard his father’s gruff voice. Momo was out on a coffee run so this was a perfect time to confirm and remind his father that they wouldn’t be there for the weekend and that he was not to call her for anything.

Pushing the door open he saw him sitting behind the large mahogany desk going over some paperwork. The room was still so cold with hardly anything in it except a bookcase, a filing cabinet and a few chairs for people to sit on if there was a meeting. It was sleek and clean looking, but there was nothing inviting about it. It screamed of someone who was only after one thing: Power.

“What do you want, boy? I don’t have all day and neither do you,” he grumbled flipping the page to the report he was looking at.

Shouto rolled his eyes. He had come a long way when it came to his problems, but his father would always be one to put his teeth on edge. “I’m reminding you Momo and I are leaving early today for our trip.”

Enji snorted, the flames that wrapped around mustache flickered.

“Didn’t you get the memo? I denied your request.”

Was his father attempting to be funny? Shouto had put the request in two weeks ago just like he was supposed to. He had made sure he followed every protocol. There was no reason he should be saying no. They had vacation time for this internship and neither of them missed a day thus far. He hated that he suddenly felt like a spoiled child wanting to stomp his foot and demand answers. He refused to give Enji the satisfaction.

His face remained stoic. “I see.”

“That girl is a distraction to you, Shouto. You should be focused on your career and not anything else.”

His jaw clenched as he looked at his father. “Don’t.” He warned.

Momo was the best thing had ever happened to him and he wouldn’t let his father write her off as something that would get in his way. He had the skill, yes, but Momo always had the heart. She was strategic, forced him to think outside the box and be a team player. With her, by his side, he would only be a better hero.

Endeavor was aware he struck a nerve and he was about to say something else when his phone rang. He reached over to pick it up holding up his hand for his son to wait. Shouto wasn’t waiting. He turned to head out the door when his father called out his name.

“Shouto, tell the girl that I had to go take care of something. Tell her I expect those reports done, filed, and my schedule constructed for next week by the time I get back.”

“Yaoyorozu,” Shouto stated firmly.

Enji turned, his eyebrow raising. “What?”

“Her name is Yaoyorozu. You might want to bother learning it seeing as she’ll be your daughter in law one day.”

He scoffed, “Just tell her what I said.”

“Sure.”

It had been about ten minutes since his father left and at first, Todoroki planned to leave and let Momo know what his father said, but then he got a much better idea. He was sitting in his father's chair turning the back to face the door while he waited for her to arrive. The door opened moments later and there was Momo holding a tray of coffee.

“Todoroki-san, the office is empty. Where is everyone? Is everything okay?” she asked. From the slight reflection in the glass windows, he could see her head tilt. God, she was so cute and she didn’t even realize it.

“They’re gone,” he said, swiftly turning so that he was facing her now. She jumped not expecting him there and nearly dropped the tray of coffee.

“S-Shouto!” her hand flew over her heart, “You scared me. I wasn’t expecting you here.”

“I know.”

He stood up from the chair and walked over to Momo grabbing the tray of coffee from her hands. He watched her puzzled expression turn to horror as he dumped the coffee into the trash. “What are you doing?!” panic spread across his girlfriend’s face and he shrugged.

“He won’t be needing it.”

Before Momo could say anything else he pulled her over toward him. He leaned against the front of the desk. “You know, I’ve spent a lot of time in this office over the years. It’s cold. Don’t you think?”

His arms wrapped around her waist and Momo tilted her head in concern. “Is everything okay?”

“And I was thinking…” he continued disregarding her question as his hands slid from her hips down to her ass. He cupped it through her skirt and an audible gasp escaped her lips.

“Shouto,” she hissed, but she didn’t push him away.

“We could maybe warm it up a little.” His hands gave a firm squeeze to her backside, his left-hand heating just enough to send warmth to her skin. Her breath hitched as she tried to hold back a whimper and he couldn’t have been more pleased.

“We c-can’t... not here!” she stammered her cheeks dusted with pink.

His lips traveled along her jaw, leaving a trail of hot open-mouthed kisses as he worked his way to her neck. Her head tilted back almost instinctively and he nipped at her warm flesh. His left hand still warm slid up her thigh his fingers brushing the inner part. A quiet whimper escaped her and he smirked. “Do you still have any objections?”

“N-no.”

“Good,” he whispered against her ear as two of his fingers pressed against her heat over the fabric of her panties.

“Ngh,” she moaned, her hips jerking forward involuntarily.

It wasn’t like Shouto to do something this reckless. He enjoyed having fun with his girlfriend, but they had never done anything in a space so public. However, her reaction and his own made him think they should. Momo wasn’t the quiet and proper girl everyone believed her to be-- at least not when they were like this. Shouto had grown too. He wasn’t awkward anymore in bed and knew exactly how to please her. It was always his mission to make sure that she was well taken care of before he was.

Being with her was intoxicating; every time he could never have enough of her and would never tire of it either. But there was something about having her right here pressed against his father’s desk that was driving him wild. Shouto pushed her panties to the side sliding in two fingers as his lips grazed along the skin of her neck. He made sure his fingers continued their warm temperature but allowed his breath to be icy against her.

Her moans only fueled him further and he could see the goosebumps rising up over her creamy complexion. Shouto added in another finger pumping them in, his fingers coated in her slick. His pants were tightening with each thrust he wasn’t sure how much longer he had before his desperate need for her took over.

“A-Ah!” she cried as his teeth sunk into the skin of her neck. He liked seeing her like this, coming unraveled from her normally so composed self before him. And he had to admit he liked it, even more knowing that he was the only one who got to see her this way.

His cool breath created goosebumps on her skin as he worked his kisses down and dipped his cool tongue between the valley of her large breasts. His free hand worked to undo the buttons of her blouse. Underneath she was wearing a red and black sheer and lace bra. A smirk curled up into the corner of his lips. She only ever wore things like this when she was planning something herself. It seemed that great minds really did think alike, though he was sure his father’s office was not part of her plan. He didn’t say anything and pushed her bra down enough to free her breasts. His lips wrapped around the right one feeling the nipple instantly harden from the coolness of his mouth. Momo’s breath was growing more labored and mewls were filling every hollow corner of this office much to Shouto’s delight.

“Sh-S-Shouto, please.”

“So impatient,” he teased rolling her nipple with his tongue and pulling it with his teeth.

Her fingers ran through his multi-colored locks as her hips bucked forward into his fingers. He knew their time was limited, but he wanted to watch her like this for just a few moments longer. He flipped their position, lifting her so she was sitting on top of the desk now.

Momo had no idea what had gotten into Shouto today but there wasn’t one bit of her complaining. It wasn’t like their sex life was boring, no, far from it. But this was all so new, forbidden. There was something about the possibility of being caught and being bad that was really turning her on. It had been too long, far too long and he couldn’t ever allow himself to go this long without her again.

His thumb pressed against her clit rubbing fast circles and her toes curled. “HA- Ah, I’m going to--” her breath was hot against him and he felt her orgasm fast approaching. Shouto, however, had different plans in mind for the woman he loved.

Pulling his fingers out he took a step back from her leaving her without his touch. The sudden denial made her whine and her hips bucked up towards him missing the friction. It was a delicious sight seeing her like this and Shouto was savoring every moment of it. Momo closed her eyes tight the waves of pleasure had been so close and now she was left hanging.

Her lip quivered as she looked at him. He had never denied her before and it left her reeling. Her chest heaved as she tried to bring herself back down. It was a sight to behold knowing he could make her breathless. Her delicate fingers moved to start buttoning up her top when his hands gripped hers.

The two-toned haired male was far from done with his girlfriend. She wasn’t going to get away from him so easily. “Don’t,” he breathed, his breath brushing over her lips. Her onyx hues met with his and he could’ve melted then and there. She was so breathtaking, but especially when she had this look in her eye like he was the only thing she could ever need. Her desire for him was making his cock uncomfortably tight in his pants.

Her lips collided with his in a heated kiss their tongues fighting for dominance. She pulled him closer to her by the collar of his costume, pulling the zipper down. Her warm fingers traced over the skin of his abdomen, the muscles already twitching beneath her touch. He could see how desperate she was and he couldn’t deny himself any longer either. He reached behind her pushing all of his father’s files and items onto the floor. He certainly hoped none of those were important. Oh well.

“Wai-” Momo mumbled against his lips, but he didn’t want to give her time to think anymore. He wanted her full focus to be on them. He yanked her body closer to his as his hands slipped under her skirt pulling her panties down her long legs and tossing them to the side. He finally freed himself from his constraints his dick twitched in his hand as pre-cum dribbled off the tip. His cock pushed against her entrance, running teasingly over the slit as she moaned.

Momo bit his lip, tugging the bottom one between her teeth as her hands traveled up his back He groaned loudly against her lips and she smirked. Anytime she was able to catch him surprise she relished it. She could feel small scars and cuts from missions he had been on over the years. She traced each one dragging her nails lightly across his skin as her hips pushed forward in desperate need for more.

“Shouto….please,” her voice cracked. She was aching for him.

He wasn’t a man of many words, but sometimes there were so many he wanted to say to her in moments like this. Amidst the normal ‘I love yous’ and worship of her perfect body he found himself thinking of filthy things. It was rare he ever found the confidence to say them, but something about this defiance had him in a completely different mindset.

“Needy girl...mmm so wet for me,” he breathed against her ear, nipping at the lobe. Without another word, Shouto thrust himself fully inside of her. God, she hugged him perfectly, her warmth enveloped him completely and it was almost too much for him.

“Nnngh!” she cried out her legs wrapping around him. Her ankles crossed and her heels dug into his as she pushed him in deeper.

“Fuck, so tight,” he hissed his thrusting faster, the fabric of her skirt pushing up higher. The sounds of their skin slapping together echoed throughout the room. His lips moved back down kissing over her large mounds, creating a frost over his fingertips her rolled her nipple between them.

“Oh-Ah!” Momo’s head fell back her hair completely falling out of the ponytail that had grown loose. Her long luscious locks draped over her arched back. The scent of her rose shampoo flitted through the air mixing with the scent of sex. Her breath escaped in heavy pants chest heaving as her fingers tangled into his hair. He tugged roughly as he sucked on the neglected nipple, groaning as he felt her heels scraping up against his lower back. His mismatched eyes flicked upward to take the sight before him.

She was a masterpiece.

He basked in this rare moment of seeing his love completely driven to her wit's end. Her eyes closed, head tossed back, mouth slightly agape, hips voraciously ramming into his own. He could’ve come just from that sight alone, but Shouto had spent so long apart from her--- he wasn’t willing to let this moment go just yet. She was close and he knew it. His cock twitched as her walls contracted against him.

“I want to-- I need to--,” Momo whined her body desperate for its release. Shouto was playing with fire knowing that his father could come waltzing in at any moment, but he didn’t care.

“Just a little longer,” he breathed pressing his forehead against hers. His thumb brushed over her swollen lips. Momo nodded and he smirked as he pulled out once more, unwrapping her legs from around him. “That’s my girl,” he smirked, pulling her off the desk her turned her away from him. He brushed her long ebony locks over her shoulder as he kissed the nape of her neck. His legs were starting to feel weak and like they could give out at any second, but he refused to let them.

The both of them were trembling as the air grew thicker, the glass windows of Enji’s off were covered in steam. He pulled her bra and top off tossing them off to the side with her panties. Her large breasts bounced, completely free from their restraints. Shouto had Momo bend over the desk and she gripped the end of it to steady herself. His lips trailed down her spine kissing each vertebra, his hands gripping roughly at her hips. He unzipped her skirt letting it fall to the floor admiring each curve of her body. He sunk his teeth into her ass cheek as she gasped. As much as he wanted to worship each and every inch of her he knew that time wouldn’t allow for that. He was stalling and he knew that, but he couldn’t help himself.

She fidgeted in his grip her body so desperate for him, her heat was dripping down her thighs in want for him. She pushed her hips back in an effort to entice him. His right hand slapped hard against her ass cheek as she cried out in surprise from the cold. The imprint of his freezing hand leaving a red mark against her warm skin.

“That’s for being so impatient.”

“Mmf.” She bit down hard on her lower lip to keep from begging further.

Without another word he pushed her down against the desk, spreading her folds so he could watch her envelop every inch of him. They both groaned loudly, at this angle she felt especially taut. He built his pace steadily focusing on long deep thrusts rather than speed; pulling out and pushing back in to be consumed by her all over again. Loud squelching noises filled the room mixed with her breathy moans.

“Faster,” she whimpered her forehead pressed to the desk as he squeezed her hips, his short nails digging into her flesh. This time Shouto was happy to oblige, feeling the heat pool in his stomach. It felt as if flames were about to ignite and he had to use his ice to bring his body temperature back down from the excitement. One hand slid around front spreading her lips and pressing hard against her clit. A shockwave ran up her spine and her hips propelled back towards his faster.

“Fuck. Momo,” he groaned his head falling back. His eyes squeezed tight for a moment as he used the last of strength to keep himself together. His fingertips chilled as he rubbed rough circles around her clit and his breath came out in cold bursts brushing over her back.

“Shouto- Oh God, Hng-I can’t.”

Their bodies rocked against each other in perfect sync and Shouto didn’t want to deny her or himself anymore. His body aching to watch her completely fall apart and he desperately needed to reach his own end. Sweat dripping off both of them and rolling onto mahogany as his thrusts grew more erratic.

“Let go,” he commanded the words escaping in an almost pained grunt. Her walls were squeezing him tighter with each contraction. His free hand reached around grabbing her hair and pulled her back toward him so he could watch her expressions.

“AH! AH! Shouto!” Her back arched as a loud scream echoed throughout, hitting her vibrato as she cried out for him in bliss. Her grip tightened on the desk her nails carving long scratch marks into the wood as she hit her peak. Her whole body trembled violently against him the warm liquid rushing around him and he lost complete control of his own body.

“ Momo,” he couldn’t stop her name spilling from his lips almost in a chant. “Shit.”

He jolted forward as euphoria took over him. His cock spurting as heaps of cum shot into her coating her walls. His legs were becoming useless beneath him, but he still held the two of them up, using the desk as his main support. He was panting with his forehead pressed against her shoulder as he continued to rub slow circles around her clit, bringing her down from her high. Soft moans and mewls hung in the air as she tried to regain her footing, lowering herself from her toes back onto the flat of her heel.

He pulled out slowly for the final time, for now anyway. His fingers ran through her sweat soaked hair gently twirling it around his fingers as he kissed along her shoulder. “You’re gorgeous,” he whispered taking a moment to bask in the afterglow. A blush covered her cheeks and she giggled softly. God, she was precious. Moments ago she was screaming his name and leaving claw marks on his father’s desk, but now she was back to her cute self.

He turned her head to face him placing a few soft kisses on her lips. “I love you.” Her heart swelled to three times its size every time he uttered those words. Her fingers brushed his wet bangs from his eyes and gently rested against his cheek. As much as she loved the sex she always loved the tender moments they shared afterward. She knew that he did too. Her nose brushed softly against his. Shouto was about to pull her closer when they both heard rustling.

Fuck.

People were coming back, mainly his father.

The two broke apart almost instantly scrambling to get dressed. Momo’s face was bright red as she realized what they had done, but Shouto still looked smug despite not wanting his father to walk in on his girlfriend naked.

“Todoroki Shouto, wipe that look off of your face! What we did was shameful, a disgrace!” she grabbed her clothes putting them of as quickly as possible. Her hands tied her hair up into a top knot hoping to hide its messy state. “I’m going to be so fired! And what if he tells my parents? Or I lose my other job? How could we be so- so reckless?!” She picked up the files from the ground frantically trying to organize them. Cute.

He chuckled, zipping up his costume and then giving a shrug. “My old man deserved it.” Momo shook her head, placing some of the files neatly back onto the desk. He walked over to her buttoning the last button on her blouse. He lifted her chin so she looked into his eyes. “Momo, it’s fine. I won’t let anything bad happen to you. Trust me.”

Shouto leaned in pressing a soft kiss to her lips as the door finally swung open. Enji cleared his throat looking at his son and Momo squeaked in response. Her spine straightened as she pulled back from Shouto. He reached out to grab her hand as Enji’s mustache flared, his eyes set directly on his son.

“What is this? You’re supposed to be out on the field and my office is a mess. I told you to tell-” he stopped talking as Shouto held up a hand to silence the man.

“I know what you said and I decided to do something else instead.”

This visible anger rising within his father was almost making him giddy. It was hard to contain it and that was saying something for Shouto who was almost always stoic. Endeavor’s fists clenched as he looked to the two of them.

“Get out!” his teeth grit, not wanting to cause a scene by yelling. Momo flinched and Shouto squeezed her hand to let her know things were okay. He wasn’t afraid of his father and he rather enjoyed putting him in his place anytime he got the chance.

“Sure. We’ll see you on Monday.”

It looked like a vein was about to burst from his father’s head, but he continued to press. “Yes, I’m taking Momo on that trip.”

”Shouto,” Endeavor growled loud enough this time to cause a brief lull in the office chatter. His father was trying to keep his image, the one of Endeavor, the new hero, so Shouto had him right where he wanted him.

“Monday then?” He pulled Momo with him out of the door and with one final glance back at his father he smirked.

And what do you know? The office didn’t seem so cold anymore.