"You're father?" I questioned and leaned back a bit, to try and create less stress on the poor boy. "What about your dad?"

"I can't be like him." He said again and this time he was calm enough to look at me. His eyes met mine for a few moments before trailing down to my chest. His eyes widened and looked away. Looking down I realized I was still completely naked. 

I smiled at the thought that now he was going to be shy with me. I plucked Shoto's shirt from his hands and slipped it over my head to reduce the amount of nakedness coming from me.

"How would you be like your dad?" I asked calmly.

"He . . . ." Shoto started, but paused and looked at me for a moment. I nodded, showing him that I was listening. "When he married my mother, all he really wanted from her was children. He wanted to create the 'perfect' child that would surpass All Might."

"Okay, what does that have to do with what we were doing?" I asked.

"You said to get you pregnant." Shoto said and turned to look at me. "I'm not ready to be a father, let alone I don't want to have children." I couldn't help but bust out in laughter. I understood he was trying to be serious right now, but I couldn't help but laugh at his reaction. "Why are you laughing?"

"I can't get pregnant." I informed him. "I mean I can, but it's really hard. And going a couple of rounds, or even a couple dozen, isn't enough to get the job done."

"Really?" He asked with a confused look on his face. "Then why did you say to get you pregnant?" 

"It's a kink that you have." I informed him. 

"What's a kink?" He asked and tilted his head to the side a bit. I couldn't help but laugh again. Of course, he doesn't know what a kink is.

"A kink is something that you like, that's related to sex." I told him. 

"I have a kink to get pregnant?" He asked me, and I had to cover my mouth to keep myself from laughing anymore, this was obviously a very serious conversation.

"It's called a breeding kink." I told him. "It's the thought, and not necessarily the result of impregnating someone." 

"Why?" He asked. 

"I don't really know." I told him honestly. "Maybe it's the thrill of something risky or the image of seeing your partner swollen with your child. Or if you're a furry, pups."

"What's a furry?" He asked me and I mentally slapped myself.

"I'll tell you some other time." I told him. "Do you feel better?" I asked him and scooted a little closer to him.

"Kind of." He said with a small nod. "I still don't want children."

"Then you don't have too." I told him. 

"But, why did it feel so good?" He asked, I think the thought of cumming inside me was finally sinking in. 

There was already a tent in his underwear, but I was not expecting to watch it get bigger.

"I think you're still being affected by my aphrodisiac." I said and laid my finger on the tip of the peak. "Would you like to continue flushing it out of your system?"

Shoto said nothing as he watched my finger draw small circles around the tip of his clothed dick. His breathing started picking up again, and he swallowed hard.

"Are you going to answer?" I asked him, leaning into him. My chest up against his arm as my lips trailed kisses up his neck.

"I would like to continue." He told me.

"Maybe we should take it slower this time." I offered him, realizing his first time went pretty fast and I doubt he got to really enjoy it outside of my love juices control.

"Yeah." He said as I slowly pushed him back on my bed without moving my head from where it was in his neck. I made sure to leave light hickies over his neck and down to his chest. Slowly making my way down.

"You can touch me too, if you'd like." I giggled. Shoto was just laying there, watching me very intently.

His hands were hesitant, but eventually, his fingers trailed up my arms. His hands cupping my face so gently. His fingers wiped under my eyes, I could imagine my makeup was a little smeared. I gave him a warm smile as I leaned into his hands.

I could feel the temperature difference between his left and right side. It was quite interesting.

"Can we do that thing we did before?" He asked me before I kept traveling south.

"Which thing?" I asked him. Pausing for a moment to give him my attention.

"Kissing." He answered and I smiled. "I liked it."

"I liked it too." I told him and straddled him while I kissed him again. Taking it even slower. Almost as if everything was in slow mode, not wanting to ruin any perfect moment.

My hair falling on his face, his fingers moving it out of the way ever so sweetly.

"Are you just saying you like it because you're feeding off me?" He asked me. I laughed a little before taking my teeth over his lower lip. My fingers traveling down his stomach, slow enough I was able to feel his abs flex under my fingertips.

Groping the center of his underwear, I could feel how excited he was. And how wet his dick had been before he slipped his boxers on. Slipping just one finger under his waistband, pushing them down enough to touch him more.

"No." I told him and sat up in his lap, making sure to pull the shirt just right so it would show off my legs. "Kissing isn't required for me to feed. It's a nice bonus." I sat low enough on Shoto's lap that I could feel the base of his cock near my opening.

"It's an amazing bonus." He said in a quick breath. His eyes trailing down to my hands, watching closely at how well my thighs framed a cock like his.

My thumb rubbing small circles as I pumped the still moist skin of his dick. Though I had something entertaining in my hand, the real show was watching his face. The way his lips fall open more when squeeze a little harder on the downstroke. The fog that was still covering his gray and blue eyes. 

"Do you want more?" I asked him, referring to what I was doing with my hand. He nodded as I didn't change what I was doing. "What do you want?" I asked him, and that got his attention. He looked up at me and I watched his fingers grip at the sheets around my pillow. It was almost like I was fucking him, and not the other way around.

"I want you . . . . Shamelessly and in all positions." He told me, and I felt myself flinch. Who knew his straightforwardness could be so hot?

I couldn't help but laugh as I lifted my hips into the air, careful that Shoto's shirt still hid everything. Not that he hadn't seen it already, up close and very personal. Although through the haze of my aphrodisiac he actually didn't. His tip pushing into me already with how long he was.

"Who knew a pretty boy like you knew the way to a girl's heart?" I ask as I sit down. "By making her pussy throb."