The gym locker room was always a source of quiet anticipation Izuku Midoriya knew these illicit desires well. A glance from a teammate sent shivers down his spine. The promise of forbidden touch hung heavy in the air a sweet torment he craved. Later that night alone in his dorm he relived the moment. His body ached for release. He thought of the raw power the sheer dominance. The image of a strong hand on his hip. A deep thrust from behind. He closed his eyes imagining the pleasure. The wild abandon. His hips bucked instinctively. The night was long. Full of fantasy. And the promise of more. He knew he'd return to this dark side again and again. For it was his true nature.
A glance from a teammate sent shivers down his spine. The promise of forbidden touch hung heavy in the air a sweet torment he craved. 
Later that night alone in his dorm he relived the moment. His body ached for release. 
He thought of the raw power the sheer dominance. 
The image of a strong hand on his hip. A deep thrust from behind. 
He closed his eyes imagining the pleasure. The wild abandon. 
His hips bucked instinctively. 
The night was long. Full of fantasy. And the promise of more. He knew he'd return to this dark side again and again. For it was his true nature.
