My Hero Academia: The Next Generation discussion

"No, it's not, technically. But if you ever feel like changing that..." He smiled over his shoulder, his multicolored eyes more genuine than before. "Please, do let me know." He gave a salute, internally cooing at Tokio's flush and dark pink cheeks. They made Hirito smile more and he led the way to the classroom, stopping in front of the 2-A door. He let Tokio get to the door first before coming up behind him. He blew a warm breath of air on the back of his neck, whispering by his ear. "You're adorable. Especially when you blush."

Tokio didn't bother even looking up from his glasses, popping out the lenses for a better clean and distraction. He kept a tight hold, seeing as otherwise he would be screwed if he dropped the lenses. He had poor eye sight without, not seeing much detail with items, just the lay outs and colors. He however did drop one as he jumped at the sudden breath on his neck. His head tilted away, but faced him. He only deepened in color and popped the lense he did have in his hand back in his glasses. "Pick up the lense, ass-toucher. And enough with the teases." He scolded, stwpping away.

"Ass-toucher? I prefer different names but I guess." He leaned down and picked up the lens. He noticed a slight crack in it and got an idea, making an acid to meld it together without stanching Tokio's eyes sight. He finished and handed it back. "All good, Gorgeous." He smiled, reaching around him and popping the lens back in its place. He stayed close, his hips displaced from Tokio's but his body was still close from behind. "There you go." He took a step back, his hands brushing Tokio's hips as he pulled away. "See? Not all bad."

Tokio simple glared at him and waited, glasses in hand. He couldn't see him fix the lense, but held a hand out for the lense. However when Hirito instead almost pressed on him, he stiffened, whipping his head to him. His cheeks reddened, glancing at the blurry hands that brushed his hips. He huffed and stepped away, putting his glasses back on and stepping inside without another word he blinked at the class.
Maho was now forced to sit at Hitoshi's desk. His hands where tied behind his back and was forced to write with his pen in his mouth as he was banned from using his quirk to do so. Hitoshi worked on his own thing, tightening the bondage every now and then.

Mammon watched from his seat across the room, having bought his freedom by playing nice. However he was not seated by his boyfriend and friend anymore, but that didn't mean he wasn't enjoying the sight of his boyfriend tied up. He snuck his phone out of his pocket and snapped a few pictures, chuckling.
Hirito chuckled softly at Tokio's flushed response, staying his distance behind him once he went in. He laughed when he saw Maho and tsked. "Damn. You're living my dream, Maho. Heyyyy, Hito-hottie. We're back. Does that mean we sit in the corner?" He pointed to the two desks next to each other in the back, a brow raised. He pulled out his phone with his other hand and snapped a photo of Maho before putting it away with an innocent smile.

Maho gave a questioning hum, lifting his head. He gave an innocent smile despite the pen in his mouth, but changed to as charming as it could be for his picture. "Damn right I am." He said, messing up slightly to keep the pen from falling. It didn't matter though, as his small groan of surprise made him drop it on his paper. He whined, but looked to his teacher. "Why so rough in front of everyone?"
"Write, Ito." Hitoshi said, getting a huff back as Maho quickly snatched the pen back into his mouth and listened to him. Hitoshi then looked to Hirito. "Yes. I hope he wasn't too much of an issue, Ima?" He turned to his fellow violet haired student.
Tokio stood the for a second, debating the statement. "No, he was a good tour guide." He said, and walked to where Hirito had pointed and sat down. Hirito had shown him the places he needed to know the best, so he could give him that much. Besides, he really didn't feel like explaining the things Hirito had suggested or dine to his teacher, or anyone for that matter.

Hirito winked at Maho. "Have fun. What are we doing, Hito-hottie?" He sat next to Tokio and smiled when he answered Hitoshi's question. He winked and stretched his legs out. "I might have to show Tokio where we are at sooo-"
Mammon smirked. "I'm sure you can show him where you want him to be~"
Hirito laughed and snickered, wagging his finger at him. "Oh, I'm only getting started. Got to keep it interesting." He smirked at Tokio and then looked back to Hitoshi, waiting to see what was planned. Considering that he was currently punishing his friends apparently.

"Catch up day. Inei, quiet before I make you join you boyfriend." Hitoshi said, perking Maho's attention.
"Keep it going, Joon! We'll be tied up together. How romantic." Maho smirked, dropping the pen.
"Correction. Inei will join me up here, and you can join your father. How's that sound?" Hitoshi grew his own smirk while Maho's dropped into a pout. "And Kirishima, I'll get certain permissions from your mother again. And you have nothing to backfire at me with this time."
Tokio's eye twitched, looking over at the red head and white haired boy. "I'll be pounding your head into the concrete. That's where you're getting me. The both of you." He scowled, more so at the Inei guy.

Hirito groaned and slipped to the floor from his chair. "Oh please, get permissions and do your worst, Hito-hottie." He gave him innocent, pleading eyes from his spot on the floor. He paused to glance back at Tokio. "Oh, Gorgeous, wait your turn. I'm sure you give good head, but being tied up and slapped by Hito-hottie is a tradition around here." He smiled innocently and winked at him.
Mammon 'ooh'ed. "Someone's feisty. However, Maho can give ah-may-zing head and we have plans so no thanks. Hirito is good too, so have fun." He smirked and raised his brows at Hitoshi. He raised his hands. "I won't subject my Love to such torture so I'll stay quiet." He did the universal zip of his lips, grinning innocently at the others.

"Oh I plan to." Hitoshi said, giving him a fausly sweet smile. "Today at four, sparing room." He said, picking up Maho's pen and holding it to him.
Maho turned to Mammon and blew a kiss as thanks. He then turned to Hitoshi and licked his finger before taking the pen with an innocent smile.
Hitoshi yanked his hand back almost instantly, tightening the capture scarf. "One more shot, Ito. Then I send you to your father's classroom." Maho simply pretended like he didn't hear him and started back on his work.
Tokio scowled, sending a kick to him. He looked to him and activated his quirk, freezing him for everything except his head so he could still speak. He glanced at the other male and rolled his eyes, looking back at Hirito. While Hitoshi was busy putting up with Maho, he use his foot to pull him closer and position him on his knees infront of him, bending down close. "I give amazing head, thank you. Although I have high doubts anyone could vouch for you, huh? And Sensei is probably the only person to tie you up. Tragedy, you'd look so pretty in just rope or chain." He whispered, moving his lips to his ear. He then pushed him back, deactivating his quirk.

Hirito sighed and winked at Hitoshi. "Oh, how I can't wait. Don't hold back and be as rough as you'd like-" He grinned and tried to bend out of the way before Tokio kicked him, but wasn't fast enough. He whined when Tokio froze him, his eyes pleading with him. He blinked when Tokio pulled him close and in front of him. He smirked and winked. "Oh? Now? I se-" he cut off when Tokio got down close, his cheeks going a light pink. He flushed further at his comment, not registering the insult mixed in. He gazed at Tokio with his multicolored eyes, his cheeks a darker pink as he let out a small groan, more so just for him to hear until he pushed him back. He fell over on his tailbone, his legs slightly spread as he looked up at Tokio. "And you say I'm something. Are you suggesting you tie me up?" He smirked, hiding his blush.
Mammon blew a kiss back and went to work, chuckling at Hirito and his antics.

Hitoshi shook his head, ignoring Hirito now and going back to his own work and blocking out anyone not within a foot radius from him.
Tokio hummed at the blush he seen, cheeks going a pink as well, mainly at the groan. "Oh don't worry, I will. When I'm hanging you from the flag pole or some shit." He said, then sat up straight. "Get started on your work, I'm going to ask someone for notes on what you all have been doing." He stood and walked over to a quieter group of kids near the front, asking for information.
Riley snickered in her chair, sitting up on her knees and turning in her chair to face her cousn. "Seems like you have another hoe to chase, huh? And a probably single one at that." She winked down at him.

Hirito immediately whined at the context of Tokio tying him up and watched him go, his eyes on his ass as he walked. He enjoyed the view while it lasted until Riley turned to him and snickered. "That I do, but I think he wants me too." He winked and sighed before standing up and getting out his own notes, he went up to Hitoshi's desk and used the scanner, scanning and printing out a copy of his notes. He went over to Tokio and handed it to him, brushing against him from behind. "Those are for you to use. I'm sure they'll be useful." He smiled and walked back to his seat, leaning back in his chair. "Are you coming to the agency for lunch today, Ri, or are you going with your boy toy?"

Riley laughed, noticinng Hirito's quick attention to the new kids ass. "You're alot like Papa." She commented as he walked off.
Tokio chatted lightly with one of his new peers while another searched his bag for his notes. Tokio hadn't noticed Hirito walk over, jumping when he felt him brish against himself. He whipped his head back to face him, cheeks going a bright pink. He huffed, feeling it would be rude to scold him since hebhad gone out of his way to get notes for him. He gave a sigh. "Thank you." He said as he walked off, and looked to the teen searching his bag, telling him it was fine.
Riley gasped in fake shock. "How rude. I was actually suppose to eat with Maho, talk about how hot our boyfriends are, thank you." She defended herself. "Although chances are, Hito will give him lunch detention. So I'll go and harass you instead."

"That I am. Uncle Masa has shared all his little secrets with me. Oh jeez. I highly doubt Hito-hottie will do lunch detention. He'll mostly likely do after school detention." He smiled and shrugged, blowing Tokio a kiss from across the room before facing Riley again. "That, or you could hang with Mammon. I'm sure he'd love to talk your ear off."
Mammon lifted his head and sneezed. "Oh, I'm sorry, is Hiri-the hoebag talking about me?"
Hirito smirked. "See? Maybe, you should come over here and find out."
Mammon grinned and went over to the desk in front of Riley and Hirito. "Heyyy. So. What shit you talking?"

"Uh huh, I bet he has. Well guess what, I've heard his secrets too. Loud and clear and too often." She laughed. She didn't care, usually playing music to drown it out and then would pass out. "And I bet he will. You and him have a date after school, remember?" Riley looked to Maho, feeling some sympathy. She then turned to him, 'ooh'ing at the kiss he blew that made Tokio go a darker pink. She then laughed, looking to Mammon. "We're talking about Hiri's date with Hito, how he's gonna cheat on Hito, and lunch plans. Wanna join us at the agency? You can play match maker with me or we can sinp over hot heroes.

Hirito waggled his brows at Riley. "Ooh, I forget you hear him while he does the night shift with Ass-ton. I'm sure you hear more than your fair share." He laughed and cooed at Tokio's pink cheeks, winking at him this time. He chuckled at Riley's explanation, Mammon scoffing.
"In my opinion, Hirito has a thing for guys with purple hair. For one. For two, he'll do after school detention and then, after torturing Maho for a half hour, he'll have his way with Hirito at four. Sooo. Sounds cool. And maybe, unless my love wants to go somewhere else. But he might be confined to campus." He raised a brow with a smirk at 'hot heroes'. "Tempting, that it is."

Riley laughed and nodded. "It was worse for Cole in the begining." She admittedly felt bad for her brother, but not too bad to not make fun of it.
Tokio huffed at him and looked down at the notes Hirito had handed him, flipping through them. He clutced at them, cursing Hirito in his mind while the two kids he talked with helped fill him in on what they were doing.
Riley looked to Mammon, laughing and nodding in agreement. "And glasses at that. Hito has reading glasses." She listened to his theory and hummed, nodding. "Oh he would join us. Just gotta make sure he doesnt get in more trouble by lunch."