Iida's Team-Building Exercise (TK) (Original)

He's an academic superstar. He's at the top of his class. You can have him as your alarm everyday of your life and he'll get you going on track to where you need to be. Iida is a role model. But what happens when he has a word with All Might that throws him off his game? Will he be able to get extra support from his classmates?

(DISCLAIMER: All characters are portrayed as 18+ in this story.)

This story was originally written as an early birthday gift for me back in June of this year by Filletmyingyawn492, and is reposted with their permission; I did enough proofreading and editing though that I think I can consider it a bit of a co-write with me, though. But anyway, here it is! I'm very happy with this and owe Fillet my gratitude, both for this story and for the birthday wishes to go with it! I don't know if they're posting on dA anymore, but there's more of their work on ArchiveOfOurOwn if you want to check it out. This story was also posted there by Fillet themselves, as well - check it out here!

I second Fillet by the way with regards to Tenya Iida being very underrated both as a tickle target and in general! I still need to catch up on MHA as a whole but I've really taken a liking to this hunk already for multiple reasons. Who knows? Perhaps I might draw him myself someday...

My Hero Academia (c) Kohei Horikoshi

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Iida's Team-Building Exercise

by Filletmyingyawn492 with help from Skaea

Contains: M/M and *MM/M tickling with some milking. NSFW.

Word Count: 16,743 

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“Mr. Iida Tenya. I have seen you come to this Academia and excel in everything this school has to offer. Your grades are immaculate, and you are always so punctual and keep striving to move forward in your regime. You are well one of the star students of the school. It’s a pleasure to have you here. But there is something I believe you are lacking, however.

It has come to my attention that you do not have much of a reputation in terms of working with your other colleagues. I’ve come to see you work very well with Deku and your group of friends in things from sports, to assignments even up to advanced projects in terms of patrolling the city of its citizens. I have no doubts that you are outstanding in academics, but I wish to see you become more… amiable with your classmates.

Find a way to become closer with one another, to lengthen and harden that incredible bond of friendship that keeps everyone together like glue. The next time I see you, I hope to see you engaged more with your fellow students.”

Iida was alone at the cafeteria today, moping at the mere echoed words All Might had given him just a few days prior. The salad before him sits there as though in contempt, the majority of its contents lying there haphazardly, the fork not even taken out of its plastic pouch to move it around. He'd doused the food item in his favorite salad dressing, but it seemed his hunger had been lost to history.

Letting out a deep sigh from his chest, the blue-haired boy was unsure of what All Might meant by asking to ‘strengthen’ the bond of him and his team mates. As far as he was concerned, all the assignments and partner projects he did with the class was already enough to strengthen their bonds.

There already was a degree of trustworthiness by default, especially when it came to lengthy exercises such as swimming. Oh, how swimming was one of his favorite sports when passing the times or to become a better swimmer. Not only did he find it fun, but it was essential that he knew how to swim and push himself to do things one can’t normally do underwater.

As fast as his quirk went, fighting was the only thing he could think of. Saving civilian lives trapped in things like cars or trapped in a dangerous predicament were almost second nature as well. He found the team building there to be natural.

Doing shared projects such as turning in a group Philosophy paper together was something. He’d gotten to learn about what his other classmates thought about what it meant to be a hero and what drove them to put their lives on the lines for the safety of others. There were responses of “I like saving the world” to “I BEAT PEOPLE FOR FUN”, and frankly it helped him understand their mindsets and attitude towards life.

So what was it that was missing? Why was he struggling to wrap his head around a piece of advice that anyone else would have understood in about a second? All Might wasn't even the first to bring up the suggestion, as Uraraka had told him more than once that he needed to get out more. What, if anything, was he doing wrong?

Flashing lights grabbed his attention, making him look towards the giant windows of the cafeteria. His glasses were illuminated by the lightning, which he found somewhat comforting, but not by much. The thunder that came along and roared in his belly did little to ease him of his thoughts.

He didn’t think such words of wisdom from an incredible hero like All Might would put him so down in the dumps. Inwardly, Iida reflects on himself. Yes, he loved saving people. His brother was one of the biggest reminders of striving for his ambitions. The others as well opened up the world to him aside from just ‘going to school.’ That was, in fact, the one thing he always excelled in. Being in college initially made him strive to become the best hero imaginable, and to this day it still did. Not that he put down the whole team work emphasis, as doing everything alone just didn’t cut it in the real world. You do need someone to lean on every now and then.

Before even joining the U.A. University, he remembered the times of being in Elementary School. Among all the subjects before he came to learn about the structures and functions of society for hero work, everything was pretty much perfect. Straight A’s, stern punctuality, always watching what he ate before going to bed... He could go on.

Flossing three times a day, so no cavity would dominate a tooth or two, had become second-nature to him. Ditto for scrubbing behind his ears and keeping his nails properly trimmed to prevent them becoming ingrown. On paper, he had no reason to look proper, but this was for the sake of self-reliance more than anything else. There were times when he felt shunned because he felt far too smart for his own good, letting the feeling of solitude take him at an early age. Doing things on your own was always something to accomplish, he always thought to himself.

That was before he'd enrolled in the U.A.U, though. Upon meeting the dean and All Might (albeit without wetting his pants and the shaking in his legs when offered a handshake), he felt like he came to the right place. Especially with his quirk, he found himself essential to the school.

That said, he did manage to create his own friendships while he was here. There was Uraraka and her blossoming attitude, always looking on the bright side of things. Then there was Tsuyu, so down to earth and compassionate about hobbies. Even Mineta, of all people, he found essential. Not in the perverted angle, oh no. It was about finding a mate in the long run.

Then there were his prime best friends, Todoroki and Deku. Especially Deku. He felt something lift in his chest at the thought of thinking about them. He forced himself to shrug off that weird feeling though as he went back to his salad, consuming the entire bowl in less than 2 minutes and loving every bite. Why couldn't he stop thinking about the other two in that way? Wasn't it a potential distraction, and a hazardous one at that?

The wind outside assaulted the trees, spraying them with rain all over. Students from other classes ran for their lives, avoiding any hints of lightning strikes. Inside, Iida scratched his arms through his shirt, forgetting how unbearably cold it got inside as summer rolled around, and continued his silent pondering. It wasn’t until he’d met Deku and Todoroki when his world changed. Not for the worse, though… In fact, just seeing their faces daily brought him sunlight, burning that painstaking loneliness he almost made his entire personality. Hearing about Deku’s ambitions of being a superhero, even without a quirk, made him feel like there was a light that burst from within.

Deku truly was one of a kind. Iida's mind always became quite frazzled just watching him grow up, striving to exceed in things he couldn’t do before. He always enjoyed watching his smile blanket his face, making his freckles jump up like they were on a hill. That amazing smile was always there for anyone… even when it really shouldn’t. How he was still Bakugou’s friend during this time in life baffled Iida. It just didn’t make sense for him to still be friends with someone who put him down 24/7 — anyone else would've told him to go fuck himself and cut all ties with him, and that was never not the right thing to do. But Deku, bless him, was such a sweetheart that he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Todoroki’s family past and otherwise similarly lonesome attitude opened up a door of possibilities that Iida wasn’t alone in exploring. Overcoming the past and becoming something even more was the biggest lesson Iida took from the calm red-and-white-head. He was always sympathetic when it came to the injury to his face, wanting to find a cure or so to bring it back to his skin tone. But even then it was still a reminder from the past, and how he’d grown to accept it.

He took the last bite from his salad as he finished this thought, realizing there was nothing left. Just like there was so little else in his life that mattered except excelling… and Deku and Todoroki, for some strange reason. He unscrewed the top of his large water bottle, beginning to guzzle it down, washing away the croutons and leftover dressing. When he was done, he let out a genteel belch, covering his mouth in case there were more to come, and blushed a little in spite of himself. He could almost hear the laughter of the other two, despite their being completely absent.

What All Might meant about becoming closer to one another was still fuzzy for him, though. Aside from all their training assignments, their living arrangements and overall communications in and out of the classroom... just what exactly WAS Iida missing? He didn’t want to deem anyone rude when he thought it was slightly rude to come into other people's affairs, but he didn’t dare question it. He’d hung out with them even at small parties, but now that he thought about it, there might just be something missing.

“Todoroki, you were so going to win the championships at Mario Kart! The competition was so tough this year.”

Speak of the broccoli-haired teen…

Iida looked to his right, seeing Deku come through the doors wearing a red shirt and multiple coconuts on it, green beach shorts with pineapples accompanying the design.

Todoroki was by his side, sporting a black covered shirt with Pac Man symbols embroidered in a miniature fashion similar to Midoriya’s shirt of coconuts, as well as plain blue shorts striped with white. For some reason, seeing them just be together and LIVE out their lives in the comfort of each other made their relationship seem just as tough as he believed.

A blush crept onto Iida’s face, making him look back out the windows in hopes that Deku wouldn’t look in his direction and catch him gawking. But who was he kidding, the boy was handsome. His own heart skipped a beat, his mind racing as he tried to think of ways to spark up more conversations and topics apart from school. He felt a bead of sweat slide down his forehead, hearing their footsteps come closer to his table.

“Iida, hi! How are you doing?” Izuku asked cheerfully. He was alone, for Todoroki had gone off to get his own meal from one of the kiosks of the cafeteria. Iida's ears still perked up at hearing his name come from that soft and tender voice.

He moved his neck, giving a nod in response. “Midoriya, good afternoon. Do you have anything planned for entertainment today?” Iida shuffled his feet around, already feeling awkward for asking such a generic and dull question. Lunch was almost done for him but he figured it’d be nice to stick with them. Maybe he could get a chance to join them in something that’s worth learning from.

“Um, I don’t think so? Earlier today I went to the school’s petting zoo. I had to take care of the rabbits, clean out their pens, and feed them. I got chased around by a chicken but only because Kacchan kicked their nest box around and saw the first thing to chase, which was me.”

Iida couldn't help but smile a little. The thought of Deku being so kind and tender with animals warmed his heart.

“I later did yoga with Kirishima and Uraraka,” Izuku continued. “I’m surprised with how flexible they’re becoming. They can reach their legs over their torsos and place their feet right in front of them! It was mostly cut short because they found Mineta spying on the girls in the ceiling, though.”

Iida’s eyelid twitched as he silently reminded himself to have another serious talk with Mineta about the importance of privacy. Yoga was often necessary and sometimes the same as exercising muscles, especially when it came to concentration – but if someone was spying on you, especially for certain reasons that shouldn’t be publicly discussed…

Shoto mercifully distracted him when he came back at that moment with a sushi bowl for Deku along with his own cuisine of burgers with fries. Iida was about to question this, but seeing a water bottle on the same tray made him keep quiet. He too would have a hankering for beef every now and then, but he stuck with salads, fish and protein bars whenever he was training.

Midoriya took his food graciously, still talking as he began to eat. “Later on, I came to watch Todoroki and a bunch of other classmates have a little contest with Mario Kart. You couldn’t believe how much effort it took to maintain your position to get first place. It’s a nightmare.”

Iida suppressed a snort with difficulty. He’d played that game a lot back in the day, and he could tell that much was true.

Todoroki sat next to Iida and Deku on the other side. He was silent as he watched them eat, pleasantly listening to how they started their day. Deku piped up about giving Todoroki a gift, and began sifting through his light backpack. He took out a few boxes of chocolate, reaching over Iida and giving one to him.

There was a pang in his heart at that moment; Iida was about to come to terms with what All Might meant by tight bonds. Surely he didn’t mean the use of praise and gift giving were what he lacked, as his knowledge and wisdom are what he gave to others with nothing in return. A solemn expression invaded his face once more, realizing that maybe it was a BEST friend was the missing piece.

Like a mosquito homing in on its next meal, Deku picked up on Iida’s cast down attitude. Not that he was an expert at cheering people up, but sympathy was second nature to him. “Iida, something the matter? D-Did you want chocolate too?! I’m sorry, I—” He was cut off, with Todoroki looking at him too, half of his burger finished.

“No, no, it’s not that. I had a little conference with All Might earlier about my overall status as a growing hero, and he told me I was lacking in something.”

This perked up the ice-fire expert's ears. Seeing as Iida was always so courteous and willing to help everyone in the field with his smarts and positive attitude, he was dumbfounded as to why All Might told him that.

This confused Izuku as well. He knew for a fact that Iida was one of the best students on campus, and to have his idol tell him something so far-fetched was puzzling. He said nothing as he began to eat his meal, though, letting Todoroki give some advice in his place.

“What did he say was missing from you? You’re one of the star students of our class. Though I don’t know if it has anything to do with the others. Maybe they were involved in something bad like pranks and mentioned your name so that they knew a good role model to listen to.”

Iida’s face scrunched at the thought of anyone pulling off pranks in the school. He was about to speak until Midoriya cut him off. “Oh, like that time when Mineta filled the school pool water with red tie dye and made everyone think it was blood?”

Iida opened his mouth in shock at this, but Deku kept going.

“Or when Kirishima burned someone's clothing and went to purchase new ones, but in reality he found the clothes set in a ditch.”

Iida felt like puking at the thought of wearing someone else’s clothing without realizing where it was from or if it was clean. Then Midoriya spoke once more: “Or when Bakugou took out the wheels of the professor’s cars to make a fort and called it ‘Fort Badass’.”

When and where these pranks happened without him knowing was a loss to Iida. He knew he had to change the subject, and finally spoke out amidst their confessions of other students’ tomfoolery. “No, nothing like that. He said I was missing the importance of close bonding.”

At this the other two shut their mouths, both now sure All Might must have confused Iida with someone else.

Izuku was the one who responded. “But we have a close bond ourselves, Iida! You basically keep me on board with cleanliness and hygiene. You’re like the dorm room mom!” His mood seemed to sour from the mention of being a parental figure than a close acquaintance.

“What Deku means is you keep us all in line in everything we do,” added Todoroki. “I don’t remember the last time I went to the school’s dentist without having a cavity if not for your constant reminders to floss. Let alone be late on any projects.” He meant every word of it, but he felt that he still came off like a doting parent.

Both Midoriya and Todoroki tried to think of other things that didn’t remind Iida of how he acted like a parent so much. It was true that he kept them in line in terms of daily life, but there was a lot more to Iida than just that. He was always so outspoken, striving to achieve the next step to becoming a better person. In truth, there wasn’t anything they could think of to get Iida to become a closer friend to them.

Todoroki actually didn’t remember the last time they went out into the city to have a grand time together. Not that he ever forced Iida to come along on their outings, but he always did see him as the more solitary one of the friend group.

Deku himself felt all the assignments and hero partner projects were enough in terms of socialization. Iida always came to everyone’s aid, giving them water bottles, talking about through steps to save people in dire situations.

As Iida gazed out the window, not focusing on anything in particular, the other two boys knocked their brains, trying to figure out a method or activity that would bring them together, to make them more than just school mates.

Simultaneously, both Midoriya and Todoroki remembered the one thing that brought them closer…

There was one particular room in the campus building that the two remembered all too vividly. Midoriya blushed hard at the thought of going back to that room, as he himself said what he’d had to endure within it was so intense and agonizing to endure even with a friend. He glanced at Todoroki. It was as though the other boy had grown cat ears, smiling a tad mischievously on the inside.

Iida took out his phone, unsure if he remembered to plot out the activities for himself the remainder of the day (for the seventeenth time in a row) and the two others to his sides looked at each other. Midoriya felt sheepish and Todoroki looked serious, but they stealthily gave each other a thumbs-up.

“Uh-um… I think we know of a way to help you with your situation, Iida,” said Deku.

It was here that Tenya’s smile came back. Deku was always so full of hope and sunshine, eager to help his friends just as much as he did. He brought his hands together and bowed to him. Deku blushed at the endearment, as Todoroki licked his lips.

“We’ll pick you up at the gym in two hours,” Todoroki stated as the two prepared to finish their lunch. “Then after that, it’ll be room 420…”

*2 Hours Later…*

“Do you think Iida is ready for such a trying trial, Todo-chan?” Deku asked his friend as they passed by some vending machines. They had just gone back to the recreation center to try out a few new sports that weren’t designated in their class routines; Deku was interested in soccer, but Todoroki brought him over to tennis.

Todoroki swiped his school card on one of the machines before picking out 2 nutrition drinks, grabbing a pineapple milkshake for himself and for Deku he picks out chocolate and vanilla swirl. He and the green-haired boy twisted and unlocked the drinks, taking a few sips to savor the flavor. “Probably not,” he said nonchalantly, glancing at the scores of teams from various places in Japan of all sports. Todoroki had found himself leaning into the basketball category, finding the players incredibly competitive considering the surprising amount of scores they had.

Deku started sweating, afraid Todoroki was thinking about something else.

Todoroki was about to suggest giving Iida a heads-up on his phone, but stopped. “The only way for Iida to open up and become closer to us is if we keep this as a surprise,” he said after a thoughtful pause. “You remember when we went through it with no knowledge, correct?”

Midoriya felt a chill run up his spine, remembering the embarrassing but somehow exhilarating moments when they did it. “If-If you say so,” he replied as he stretched, relishing in the cool air, his arms popping as well as his knees. “What should we bring?”

Todoroki turned to the notepad app on his phone to prepare the list for Iida’s special session. An announcer from the ceiling belted out about the unbelievable shots and actions made by the players scoring their points, but he ignored the voice in the distance. “The oil and hair brushes are spoken for. But I think I’ll bring a few new surprises for Iida, ones that we haven’t done before. I’ll be sure to let you in on it while the activity goes on.” He winked at Deku as he said that last part.

A sheepish but comforting feeling emanated through his body. Such a comforting soul Todoroki was, he thought to himself. They were in the process of walking towards the tennis seminar before Midoriya spotted their prey in another room.

The fitness rooms, to be exact. He noticed that familiar navy blue-haired man twisting his body around, stretching his arms and deltoids. Iida was shirtless, waving his figure around in firm and controlled actions.

A blush crept over Deku's face. “Y-You go on ahead,” he mumbled. “I need to check on something over here.”

Todoroki nodded and then waved him off, walking over to some stairs and disappearing from view.

Deku smirked a little, and headed towards to the large room, seeing the large doors open off to the sides. Inside, Iida stood afar, facing away from the glass doors. Midoriya watched Mineta and Uraraka on the treadmills, both racing at blistering speeds. Tsuyu was doing yoga on a mat nearby.

His eyes went back to Iida, and they fell upon another set of treasures. If there is something he hadn’t known about until now, it was the fact that when Iida trained at the gym, he did so barefoot. And boy, were those stompers a wonder. Each was over thirteen inches long, with long toes just a bit thicker than his fingers.

Midoriya looked on in awe as he silently slipped into the gym, observing Iida kneel down and display his large soles out into the air with his legs stretched back. He noticed a pair of wired earbuds connected to Iida’s phone in his pocket. No doubt he wore them out of fear of getting distracted. The other class students were minding their own business and working out themselves, so… Maybe he could help Iida out?

Casually and with smooth strides, he hurried along across the room, weaving around people lifting weights. He passed by Kirishima doing leg lifts with his own weights, and glanced at him just in time to see the redhead throw a peace sign at him. Deku smiled back at him, his inside voice screaming.

He felt like a pervert, a hooligan, a disgrace for inspecting Iida so closely without his permission. Who could blame him, though? Those strong biceps, the back muscles moving with grace as he began doing push ups on the gym floor. ‘Just a test run,’ he said to himself in his head.

The boy honed in on his turbine-calved friend, gazing at the mufflers sprouting from the backs of his legs like he was a human cactus. More importantly, the big feet before him looked all pink and a little dirty but so well taken care of. He could feel himself drooling, wanting to take those luscious toes into his mouth and suck at all of them at once. Next thing he knew, Midoriya found himself pushing his hands out, his fingers wiggling in the air.

Lust really was a sin, he thought. He hovered his fingers over those heels, wanting to dig his nails into them. The arch of each of Iida’s size 16 soles was so curvy, and the fact that his toes were pointed forward and pressed against the floor, stretching them tight as could be, only accentuated their depth.

He couldn't hold back anymore. Just as Tenya had begun counting his push-ups in a low whisper, Deku used both of his index fingers to poke and prod at his taut soles.

Iida jerked in place, and Midoriya realized at that moment that it was now or never. He had the chance to see if Iida had the correct response he was looking for - after all, it was for their session. Using all his fingers at once, he immediately proceeded to scratch all over those big soles, admiring the softness of Iida’s feet, ten well-kept nails teasing their arches up and down.

“W-whahahaht the—?!” Iida’s mind was on the verge of panic, but he was determined to continue his exercises. It was just the air, he told himself… the surprising itchy air of the work-out room.

Deku jolted, afraid Iida had noticed him. He was on the verge of running back out like a frightened deer. But as Iida resumed his workout, he quietly sighed in relief.

He’s really dedicated, isn’t he? he thought to himself, before a mischievous grin crossed his face. Let’s keep going and see what happens!

“Huh? Uh… Twenty twooOOHOHOHOHOHOHOOO!” Iida yelped, feeling a set of blunt points scritching up and down his stretched soles. “YEEEHEHEHEEK, WHAT IS THAHAHAHAT?!”

As Iida continued laughing and quivering, thrusting his body up and down over and over, Deku started using his fingers this time, allowing them to circle and scratch along the tops of his feet and his taut soles. His thumbs swirled around his heels in a little massage, as the other nails spidered along the exposed arches.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA!! AHAHAH EEEP! TWENTY THREHEHEHEE, TWEHEHENTY FOHOHOHOUR — WH-WHAHAHAT NUMBER WAS I OHOHOHON?!?” Iida tried to continue his workout while laughing uncontrollably, his arms pumping as hard as they could even while his taut, helpless arches were being teased and tormented. He’d lost count multiple times now and had to start over. If this place was haunted, he’d have to ask Bakugou to attempt a spirit-cleansing with his strong voice.

Deku adored that wholehearted, silly laugh of Iida’s, and watching him drop to the floor and try again made him struggle not to start laughing himself as he continued tickling Iida's arches. He couldn’t help himself, finally — he giggled and blushed, finding this little experiment quite enjoyable.

“H-HEYHEHEHEHEHEH, HAHAHAAHANDS TO YOURSEHEHELF!” Iida said sternly, his voice low enough for only him and the intruder to hear. He dropped to his knees, looking back about to kick his perpetrator in the face, but when he looked back, his eyes went from angry to softened in a flash.

“O-Oh, Midoriya! Hello! I didn’t think you were training again until tomorrow. Um… May I ask why you were scratching my feet?” He gave him a sheepish look, looking worried that he’d missed something from the two.

“D-Did my session start?” A fist is brought into the air, reveling in the fact the surprise test began and it was Deku of all people to start it… like a ninja and perving at his feet. Midoriya stays there on his own knees, frozen with disbelief at how sensitive Iida’s feet were. The sudden attention and question has him scrambling inside for an answer.

He scratched the back of his head, laughing nervously. “Uh-Um n-no, Iida! I j-j-just needed to test y-your hotfeet- I mean, reflexes before we get started! Todoroki is getting things ready for us. I’ll-I’ll see you there hehehe!” With that, he got back up, before shuffling towards the sliding doors with lightning speed.

Iida was left with more questions than answers, and in truth felt a little spooked at the encounter. The fact that he was ‘tested’ for his reflexes was actually a very good idea. Whatever he was going to go up against, he had to be fit and strong for it. His pushups forgotten, he decided to grab himself a towel, before he noticed Mineta looking back at him, which at the same time led to him missing a peeking Midoriya from the windows.

Deku heard a squeal like a mouse caught in the light. He turned his head around, seeing Iida suddenly coming back towards the entrance of the gym. The bearer of the All Might turned and ran in the opposite direction, swearing that he could still feel Iida’s sharp gaze on him.

I didn’t think he swung that way, Mineta thought, before shifting the slope on the treadmill higher.

Midoriya jumped over one of the recreational desks, the kind with walls that go all the way down to the floor. Just as his shoes went under the view of the desk, Iida almost caught him. The bluenette walked back towards the lounge, in hopes of finding his friend, still wanting answers.

“Excuse me, did you happen to see a man with frizzy green hair run out in here?” he asked the receptionist. They turned to their assistant, looking around. They both shook their heads, before going back to their computers and phones.

He must have been so anxious to start he probably wanted to keep it secret, Iida thought to himself. But tickling me while working out, when my guard is down, is so sneaky…

The head of the class promptly went to look in the other hallways leading to other recreational rooms, glancing at other students from the school partaking in everything from badminton to archery, but found no sign of his erstwhile tormentor. Deku had managed to just barely fit his entire figure under said desk, hearing the carpet crunch under his bare feet.

A beeping sound broke Iida’s concentration. “Oh, no, I’m going to be late for the mission!” he said with a start, before rushing back to the training room. Without second thoughts, he placed his socks and shoes back on without haste, running back out of the lobby entrance.

Midoriya felt his heart pound in his chest, afraid he’d be outed as liking one of the least sanitary parts of the human body. At least that was what some people had claimed, anyway. Still, he examined his shaking hands, silently relishing the moment that he got to feel his teammates' silky feet even if for just a few seconds.

Managing to get his breathing back down to normal, Deku ran his hands through his messy green hair, afraid his own dark secret would be found out. It was then that he remembered his red-and-white-haired friend, the only one to whom he had thus far entrusted said secret.

The sudden realization made him hit his head on the wall of the desk, and he scrambled out like a bug under a torchlight. “Darn, I don’t want to keep Todoroki-Kun waiting!” With that, he was off like a shot once again, one of his sandals slipping off in the process of rushing.

*Thirty More Minutes Later…*

Iida stood by the special door he was told by Deku and Todoroki to meet in front of. It was only around three in the afternoon, and he could have sworn he missed a class lesson, but it was summer after all. Curse his consistency to always be on time for things that weren’t even due to happen.

Aside from All Might's words, the sudden idea urged on by both his friends sparked enlightening but also bizarre vibes. Maybe they’d gained a new Quirk where they became psychics and just didn’t tell anyone? No, neither of them were that secretive.

But for their meeting room to be one of the more secure doors on a floor with no one remotely around? This smacked of suspicion to him. Iida cracked his toe knuckles before looking back at his watch. He didn’t remember having a class in this part of the building, but if it was somewhere he could boost his teamwork ethics, then so be it.

At the same time, though, he couldn’t help but shiver harshly. This place reeked of A/C abuse at its finest, and all he was in was a short-sleeved button shirt and gym shorts. His bare legs shivered in the hall, completely smooth-shaven. Not that he despised having body hair, but Iida only ever deemed the hair on his head and face to be enough. With a speed-based Quirk, streamlining was essential.

What could this exercise Midoriya and Todoroki possibly be? Iida thought to himself. Maybe a super secret mission given to them by the principal? Probably. A hologram chamber to test out everything they ever learned in terms of survival and heroism? Just possibly. He put a hand to his chin as the speculation continued.

Analysis was one of his best trademarks, but it also had its disadvantages. So lost in thought was he that he failed to notice Todoroki and Deku until they were directly in front of him.

“Iida-san?” asked Deku.

“OH MY MIGHT!!!” Iida screamed, jumping backwards from the pair. Deku sheepishly threw his hands into the air, waving them around trying to be soft as usual.

“Calm down, Iida, it’s only us.” Todoroki placed a hand upon his shoulder in an attempt at reassurance.

Iida didn’t have an ounce of disbelief that ghosts existed, but considering the unbearable amount of things that happen in the city and the endless possibility of quirks… That only made him shiver again, worrying that they were ghosts. “I’m completely calm, don’t worry!” he said unconvincingly.

Midoriya took his hand into his own and said, “Easy, easy. I forget you like to really think things through, Iida.”

Deku’s hand being held like this made Iida’s heart melt. It didn’t feel so cold as before, calming the bluenette down instantly.

“S-Sorry. So, will you clear me in on the parameters of what this ‘bonding exercise’ is going to be? Did I need to bring anything? I left my bookbag back in our shared dorm.” Iida would have rambled on with questions if not for Todoroki speaking up.

“Don’t worry, it’s just us you need.” He winked. “Trust me.”

Iida noticed a large black bag on Todoroki’s left shoulder, sparking interest in the tall, hunky nerd. Judging from the sound of the bag, it must have a lot of things in there, as a lot of noise was made with Todoroki simply looking for something.

“I have it right here, Todo-chan,” Deku said with a smile, taking out the special card key for the room.

It flew over Iida’s head that they even needed one, as there was a keypad right under the doorknob. “Y-You have access to one of the most restricted rooms of the school?” His mouth went partly agape as Midoriya rubbed the back of his head in response.

“It was given to us for a similar situation Deku and I were involved in a while back,” replied Todoroki.

Iida nodded in acceptance, though he was still completely dumbfounded that they would have permission to use one of the restricted rooms of the academy. As far as he was concerned, shouldn’t he have gotten one too, considering all the planning and organizing he did for the class?

There must be some hidden rule that made things all topsy-turvy, he thought, because he felt left out of something so special and classified all of a sudden.

Todoroki swiped the card atop the pin pad, with a couple of clicks from behind indicating that the door was now unlocked. “That’s mainly for safety,” he said, easing any questions Iida would have asked. His inner boy scout shimmered inside, safety and security being a top priority for his family and friends.

Iida got the honor of being the first to enter the room, which felt a lot less cold than it was out in the hall. Midoriya and Todoroki followed suit, with the door closing behind them and the locks clicking back into place.

Midoriya flipped a light switch, and Tenya’s excitement returned and reached an all time high. He was expecting some sort of training machinery, a room for holographic hero tasks, or something involving special sports. But the yellow lights revealed the room to be almost dull. The floors were checkered, the walls sharply cleaned and bleached white.

In the middle of the large room was something he never would have guessed would be there.

“Um… What is this special chair here?” Iida asked, looking utterly dumbfounded. “And why does it have stocks?”

It was here that Midoriya blushed, hiding his face behind his flustered face. That only stymied Iida even more. It was true having one chair in the middle of a lone room was… odd, but it confused him more that it had stocks at the front. Like someone was supposed to put their feet through it.

Todoroki looked to Deku then back to Iida before he responded. “I know it may seem bizarre Iida, but hear us out. Believe it or not, this exercise helped me become closer with Deku. Isn’t that right?” He turned to glance at the broccoli-haired one, blushing madly.

Once again, Iida grew nervous at Deku’s shyness. What was he even so flustered about? It was just a chair, but he wasn’t sure what it was for. “Really? Like how?” he asked, trying to think of the many things he could possibly learn about from just one room and one stocked chair.

“By using the contraption in front of you, we were able to trust each other more and find out… a lot more things from each other. However, the activity assigned to it is kind of brutal.” Todoroki scratched at his cheek, looking back at the chair, as though trying to see if it can hold someone like Iida’s size.

Deku said nothing in response, but he took in deep breaths, waving his hands at his face to cool himself down.

“AHA! So this is some sort of interrogation sequence? That’s kind of asinine, don’t you think?” Iida wasn’t sure if he wanted to participate in this anymore. The Principal and All Might weren’t ones for interrogation purposes, but learning about dire situations was deemed necessary for most students’ course work here at the U.A.U.

“Well, I wouldn’t call it asinine, exactly,” replied Deku, shrugging.

“What will I have to do?” Iida asked reluctantly, taking his chances and hoping his best friends would help him become closer together.

An audible gulp came from Midoriya before he gave the answer. “W-Well… we’re going to strap you in and… tickle torture you.” Todoroki nodded quickly in assent.

Iida wasn’t sure if it was the end of the world, but his entire train of thought shut down right then and there. He felt his mind go blank and all around white. He didn't want to show it, but those last three words uttered from Deku’s mouth sent electric shivers up his spine. It was only now that he noticed the Ice-Fire expert blushing, too.

Even at such a prestigious college, where he had come to learn incredible techniques and knowledge from the best teachers around… somehow, tickle torture was an way to increase friendship?

This could only end well.

“A-A-A-Ah. I-I see.” Iida coughed, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice. “We-well, it won’t work.” He crossed his arms, turning around to inspect the chair further. This elicited a cocked eyebrow from both Todoroki and Midoriya. It was no secret that bodily sensitivity worked differently for everybody, and to hear someone as collected and handsome as Iida say that made them question his motives.

“And why’s that?” Todoroki asked, moving past Iida and plopping the bag of goodies on a small desk next to the tickle chair.

“B-B-Because I-I’m not… ticklish.” The word alone made him want to deflate like a balloon. It wasn’t as cold in the room as it was outside, but both Todoroki and Deku could see him shake. Whether it was with fear or anticipation they didn’t know, but both smiled at him eagerly. Denial was the kicker. He had no idea how busted he was…

Deku moved as silently as a stalking serpent towards Iida without even letting his shoes squeak on the floor. All it took was one puff of breath blown upon his left ear, and the response was immediate.

“G-Gyahaha!” Iida yelped, jolting forward out of surprise, his arms waving frantically in shock. Todoroki didn’t question it at all. Iida certainly wanted to hide such a devious secret from his friends, but the secret was out now, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Iida felt his stomach drop like a stone. “Al-alright, you got me. I am indeed SUPER sensitive when it comes to… tickling.” He scratched the back of his head, trying to hide himself behind his glasses, feeling like he should activate some kind of mental privacy screen as the words started spilling from his mouth. “See, my Quirk involves being super-fast, but it also means I have difficulty seeing or hearing anything when at top speed. So I have to use my sense of touch to compensate, so my skin is far more sensitive than that of most other people. I have to gauge the movement of the air around me, so I can still tell where everything is at any given moment, and-”

“Well, if it helps you feel better, Midoriya and I went through this too, remember?” Todoroki cut him off. “I mean it does become… very intense, but take it from us, we would never hurt you. Especially not in such a vulnerable position.” As he said this, he was already bringing out the arm restraints. Iida noticed that there were two rubber-and-metal cuffs for each arm, intended to hold the arms of whomever was locked in them over their head.

Terror surged though IIda’s body once more. If it means I’m going to get tickled to death by my own friends, he thought, does this really count as a trust exercise? His mind was in shambles. He isn’t sure how long this was going to go on, what they were going to use, what questions they were going to ask.

Midoriya came over to Iida’s side, taking his soft, large hand into both of his own. “Don’t be scared! I’ve come to trust Todo-chan a lot more. We even got to know some secrets about each other we never knew about! For example, Todoroki extracted the confession that I loved putting sticky notes with loving notes to all my friends. He didn’t know who it was until I… spilled.”

There was a hum of agreement from Shoto as he looked around to see what else on the chair was missing. “And Deku learned that I loved to take partner photos with everyone because I value our friendships and time together,” he added.

This would’ve warmed Iida’s heart, if not for the fact that it was already hammering against his chest at hundreds of miles per hour. He felt a warmth of comfort when Deku took his hand, seeing that baby face and freckles all but melting him in place.

Looking over the chair one more time and at Todoroki softly smiling to him, and a pleading puppy face from Midoriya, Iida promptly folded like wet toast. “...Very well. Just be sure not to kill me in the process.”

Midoriya jumped for joy on the inside while Todoroki gave a thumbs-up. Iida’s heart was calmed at the thought of his two best buddies willing to help him in something they both experienced. It was touching and so generous.

So why was he still feeling a sense of impending doom?

“Alright, we’re gonna need you to sit down and prop your legs up,” said Todoroki, patting the plush red seat before him.

Iida, still a little hesitant, went over to the chair and propped one leg over the seat, feeling out the incredibly soft and silk of the cushion. Just like a cloud, he thought to himself. He propped both of his shaven legs up after Deku removed the key that shut the thing tight.

Hesitantly, Iida placed one of his size 16 feet and then the onto the plush cuffs, before watching Deku placing the top board of the stocks back down with ease. The broccoli-haired boy placed the lock on once more, noticing Iida pulling his shoes back in hopes of getting them out. Iida was surprised by how sturdy the stocks were, as he couldn’t move anything with mere tugs.

“Looking at your feet now Iida, I didn't realize they were so big! Must be great having big feet!” Midoriya hoped this didn’t make his fleet-footed friend any more nervous.

Iida tried to take this as best he could, but he merely gave a soft hum in response. He was about to fiddle with his fingers until Todoroki tapped his shoulder.

“Arms, please.”

A chill went through his upper body, for he had completely forgotten about the arm restraints behind him. Reluctantly, he raised his arms behind him, letting Todoroki place the clamps onto his wrists. First the right one and then the left were locked in, and Iida felt even more stuck.

“C-Cuhihihihit out! M-Mehheehehercy!” The tallest of the three squeaked out of nowhere. This surprised Todoroki, who was looking around for something, and Deku tilted his head.

“Iida, we haven’t even started yet,” said Todoroki, before he glanced over at Deku. A sense of shame washed over the green-head. With the last clamp secured around his victim’s forearm, he could’ve sworn a fingernail would start things off immediately.

Deku went over to the black bag Todoroki dropped on the floor, unzipping it before taking it back over to Iida’s gigantic, clothed feet.

Shoto’s voice reached Iida’s ears a second later. “Midoriya, do you remember where the pad to start this went? I thought it was under the seat… Oh never mind, I found it!”

This sent a question mark into Iida’s brain. An extra pad? Like a cushioning pad? What else did he need a cushion for? His head already had one behind it, like that of a car seat.

Todoroki pressed the “ON” button on the screen pad that directly behind the chair, making the machine whirr to life. Iida felt something drop into his stomach; it certainly wasn’t today's lunch. Maybe it was his heart.

“W-W-Wait, I thought this didn’t have any mechanical enhancements!?” he stammered frantically, afraid the thing would explode for just being turned on. Thankfully, both of his friends said a no in response, but that was of little comfort.

Makeshift lights begin to appear all over the machine like it was an arcade game. Red lights twinkled in a line around its captive. The chair shifted without his knowledge, as two more cuffs were placed onto his legs. Next moment, there was an hiss of air coming from both them and the ones holding his arms. A few more rubber cuffs surrounded the muscles on his arms and legs, especially the ankles to his stocked feet.

He was beginning to get second thoughts now.

“You never asked,” Todoroki assured him from behind. “Now relax, and this will all be over soon.”

Iida wasn’t sure what buttons his team mate was pressing, but he hoped there was an S.O.S. button somewhere to save himself. The only muscles he could use that weren’t too restrained were his glutes.

“Ok. I’ll just press these. Definitely going to use these. Alright.” At the last word, Todoroki walked over to Iida’s left side, and Deku came along to his right. “We are going to be thorough. If you want us to stop, just say the word ‘pineapple’.”

Iida gulped one more time, afraid to think even a safe word could be involved. But he pushed his fears aside, remembering the safe word now impressed to his brain.

He didn’t know if they were going to start asking questions, but out of the blue, Deku started things off by using a finger to caress his ear, wiggling it around. Todoroki followed suit, and already both could tell they were getting valuable data. Their teammate craned his neck left and right, trying to push those dastardly fingers away.

There wasn’t so much as a snicker, but the evidence of sensitivity was there. Seeing Iida wiggle around like a fish on land was definite data, and it was key for them to move southward. Todoroki inched a few of his fingers down towards the man’s neck, and a gruntled snicker stopped within the bluenette’s throat.

Midoriya and Todoroki nodded to each other, before beginning to wiggle their fingers on his neck on both sides like they were many jiggly bug legs.

“W-Woahahahahahaow!” Even Iida felt intrigued by his own body’s reactions to light scratching. Giggles indeed escaped his throat this time, as Deku inched around the outside of it.

Todoroki went right for his shoulders and collar bones, finding the arching bones so interesting and firm under his fingers. He called out Midoriya’s name, and just like they before, they communicated nonverbally. Iida was afraid there was going to be a dissection as part of the assessment.

The other boy sifted through the black bag and brought out some small, pointed feathers. He gave two of them to Todoroki before saying, “Time for your underarms, Iida. I take it your well shaved under—”

Not wanting to wait, they peeked through his short-sleeved shirt. Through the lighting of the room, they indeed saw that his pits were clean as a whistle.

Iida prided himself in being clean all the time, but in this case he hoped there would be at least some protection. Both boys pulled down his short sleeves, before slipping the feathers in and lightly dancing the bristles over the smooth, slightly fragrant skin.

“H-HOLy shihihihehheheht!” Iida cried, making Deku look flabbergasted that he actually swore. It was like each bristle was a sharp claw, scratching at his inner dermis while trying to reach the layer where the armpit hair grew.

“Wait… I see something.” “Me too!”

The way other boys were speaking raised alarm bells in the head of their speedy friend. “Wh-What do you seEHEHEEEHE?!” he burst out into chortles, feeling those dastardly feathers scratch and stroke upon the skin of his armpits. He shut his eyes out of pure embarrassment, unaware there were tiny hints of tears forming around the corners.

They continued this little charade of ‘spots’ for thirty more seconds. “Nope, nothing in there,” Shoto said finally. “I thought I saw a bug. It just turned out to be a dead bug lying in the casing of the light fixture above us.”

Izuku didn’t think so, though he would swear he saw some lint trapped in a sneaky spot on Iida’s underarm.

“Y-You’re just saying that to tickle me more,” IIda shot back. It fell on silent ears, but though Todoroki didn’t want to admit it straight away, he did like doing this. And since Iida was the most stern and overpowering person, constantly demanding to do everything by the books, he felt empowered to manhandle this poor man, and he was certainly going to enjoy every second of it.

With that, Shoto signaled for a new approach, watching surreptitiously as Midoriya struggled to hide his maddening blush. The last time he hosted such a session with Todoroki and Kirishima, Deku could have sworn he was the most ticklish guy on earth. Not a single spot had been spared on him. What was more, Todoroki also found out that Kirishima had a crush on him, of all people.

That thought was interrupted as Midoriya picked up the extra feathers. “Alright, I’m going to have to unbutton your shirt to get to your abdomen, Iida.”

Said man could feel his mind erupt like a volcano. Here he was being stripped in front of them - he usually did that in the changing room, but this was a whole other level of denuding.

One by one, the buttons came out of their holes, and the outer layer of the shirt fell to the sides like they were wings. Todoroki had to stop himself swooning, for before him lay the treasure trove that was Iida’ chest, with bulging pecs, washboard abs, and with large, pink nipples.

He could trace the lines all over, following up to his arms and armpits. Todo let his eyes swim down from the line of Iida’s chest, seeing that creamy skin now covered in goosebumps, landing on the chiseled six pack just beneath him.

Midoriya, for his part, would swear he had a nosebleed. His entire body turned tomato red at the sight of this well-kept and fit bluenette. The muscles right over the ribs made designs of diamonds, sculpting his figure like he was a model. The jet-legged one felt he was being judged like a piece of meat, feeling metaphoric sweat drip around him. In particular, his belly button looked deep, and Todoroki made a clear note of that.

“S-So sexy,” Deku whispered, giving the pointy, angular feather back to his friend. Both ticklers blushed madly at the thought of Deku calling someone else by such a term of endearment. One thing was for sure, though: if it came from Deku, then it was honest.

Todoroki almost caught himself drooling, before snapping back to his senses and holding the feathers out before him. “What will you tell us, Iida?” he asked, gesturing his head around as he did so. There was no time for their friend to answer, with Todoroki bringing the feathers down upon his well shaven pits.

“G-Gyahahaha! Wh-Whahahahat kihihihind of feahehehethers are thoooohohhose!?” Iida asked asks, beginning to clamor against his restraints from the feathering assault. Deku mumbled something as though saying they were from a special breed of tropical bird, one whose feathers anyone just had to have in the fashion world, but Iida struggled to understand him, and in his current state it mattered little.

The colorful plumes traced and swiped into Iida’s armpits, trying to color the hollows green from the feathery tips. Izuku moved them around in a circle, making his poor teammate squirm like a worm on a hook. Iida was afraid they weren’t calculating the time like they did with his ears, but they never stated they would.

Todoroki fluttered his own feathers over the man’s pecs, finding glee in the giggling laughter this elicited. He passed them over his slumbering nipples, watching him jump up from surprise and ecstasy. “You’re showing promising data, Iida,” he said with a tone of confirmation.

Around his ribs, the feathers were somewhat effective, but Deku eyed Iida’s facial expression. Even if the feathers didn’t do much, the blue-black haired man’s face practically screamed that they were still utterly ticklish, his mouth stuck between a grin and grimace. Deku went behind the chair, slipped a fingertip into his underarm, and watched the dam burst at last from the combo of that and his feathered ribs. “AHAahahaha! Nohohohoh!” Iida pleaded.

They moved down to the stomach and sides now, finding a strong reaction whenever they swiped and fluttered at the soft skin. Todoroki shifted the feathers around, bringing them all to dive into his belly button. “W-WOHAHahaHA!” he shrieked, finding such a tender area as sensitive as it came.

“He’s a trooper isn’t he, Todo-chan?” said Deku, opening his fingers and letting the feathers fall down to the sides of the chair. A light blush crossed Iida’s face as he peered at his tormentors through the corner of his eye. A panic shot through him as he saw Todoroki spider his fingers in the air, creeping them closer and closer to his silky-smooth body.

“I-I sleep with a thong on because I feel like I’m missing out on fashion wear!” It was fast but coherent. Both Deku and Todo almost threw their backs out at the sudden burst. Iida blushed madly, puffing his cheeks. The sudden thought of their mate in a thong made them blush as well, but their laughter a few moments later hid it well.

Shortly after this sudden revelation, Deku typed a few things on the back of the chair's computer. He pressed some more buttons, at the same time preparing his own spider fingers from behind. “I’m not going to lie, Iida, that's definitely something I never knew about you. What else can we get out of you?”

There was at least some consolation that Iida would have to come up with more confessions, but he couldn’t exactly think about just what else he could spill out on the spot.

Now Todoroki used his index fingers to stroke his helpless armpits. Perspiration now made its appearance upon Iida’s flushed skin, not helped by Deku using his hands to come in from behind and attack him with all his digits.

“PF-PFFFHA AHAHAHAHhahaha! St-Stoahahahahp thehehehe taahahahahg teahhihihihm!” Iida twisted around this way and that, trying to hide his bad tickle spots.

Both of his mates smiled at him, joining him in gigglish glee. Deku scratched and scribbled around his shaved pits, feeling the hair stubs with each stroke. Todoroki wiggled his index fingers, poking into the hollows and jabbing at his ticklish flesh. Iida’s fits of laughter were just so enjoyable.

A minute later, they switch methods, adequately getting lots of great data from their ticklish friend. After a few minutes, they stopped their assault, with Todoroki glancing at him. After checking to confirm their captive wasn’t on the verge of passing out, he turned back to Iida’s legs. His tight brown shorts made it seem like he was trying to escape their tight prison.

He stepped off, prompting Iida to ask, “We-we’re done already?” He was a tad breathless as he watched Todoroki think.

“Not yet,” Todoroki replied as he decided to do the unfathomable. “You still trust us?”

After this little bout of ticklish terror, Iida was sure a solid NO was on the tip of his tongue. But he nodded his head. Damn it all - if they’d me this far, there was no turning back.

With Midoriya’s help, they undid his shorts in a flash. They were quickly slid down his legs, past his incredible calves. The boys took a gander at his tightey-whiteys, withholding the incredible package therein. They weren’t sure if he was packing or if there was a lot of hair, but only time would tell.

“Y-You’re both so uncouth,” Iida groaned, on the verge of yelling from mad embarrassment and flush. “Don’t even think about ripping any of this apart, they were expensive!”

Out of nowhere, Midoriya snapped his fingers, spooking Iida. From out of the floor, several circular holes opened, and out slid a set of gloved mechanical hands on flexible metal tentacles.

Iida was shocked, afraid they were going to dissect some part of his body. But it was clearly a ruse, as two of them came down quick as a flash and began tickling his pits. “N-Nohohohohoh!” The other hands proceeded to attack his ribs and sides, making him double down in laughter.

Todoroki rubbed his hands together in excitement at the sight of it. He motioned for Midoriya to follow suit, beginning to place his hands at the junction of Iida’s inner thighs as Deku did the same.

“Y-Yohohohohooohou wouhohououholdn’t daHAHAHRE!” Iida cried.

Oh, but they would. They wiggled their digits inside, just below his testicles.

His instinctive reaction was to clamp his legs shut, but the restraints really were strong enough to prevent him from doing so. All Might would have broken out of them in no time, but not him. Todoroki began to squeeze his thighs, while Deku moved one of his hands around in a circle, using the other to knead Iida’s knees. Iida started fumbling around in his seat like a madman, howling all the while.

They stopped their assault on his jacked thighs only after what seemed an eternity for their ticklish friend.

“Midoriya, I want to prepare Iida’s feet,” said Shoto. “I hope you don’t mind keeping him busy up here~”

Drool was on the verge of spilling forth from Deku’s mouth, the thought of those enormous soles getting what was coming to them already making him hungry for action. He walked over to grab the black bag, tossing it to Todo who was in position at the soles of the man’s big, bulky feet.

It was the broccoli haired boy’s turn to sit over Iida’s lap, happy to feel him laughing his head off, turning his head around to greedily watch his victim’s reactions.

“Wh-WhehehehehEHEHen ihihihsiss thihihhHeehHEHEs exercihihihihHAAhse ovehheheher!?” Iida pleaded, watching Midoriya wrap his waist around his. To have that smiling, charming boy over him made his body feel a lot more giddy and… hot.

Amidst his dastardly upper body tickling, he was unaware that his shoes were removed, his laughter easily hiding the thumping they made as they hit the floor. Deku sat on Iida’s legs, thinking about his next plan of attack, with Todoroki about to admire the prize in front of him. It was one thing to admire socked feet, but for him, seeing those soles in all their glory was far more admirable. He removed the right sock, seeing that precious giant foot wave around him from ticklish glee.

Iida’s toes were somewhat long, and his sole looked so big that one could plant a tiny farm on it. There was some dirt outline around where the sole hit the ground when he walked, making it more delectable in Todo’s mind. Iida always bathed, but the sudden wafty aroma coming from his foot now was erotic.

You must’ve been nervous all day, Iida, thought Todoroki. I can’t wait to give you the pampering of a lifetime.

It always surprised the icy-hot hero that the body would end up affecting things such as hygiene so awkwardly. But he found it mesmerizing, seeing a slight gloss appear on them from sweat.

Midoriya suddenly shifted upon Iida’s restrained and squirming lap, remembering something important. He swung his legs off of him and dismounted to his right, before he riffled through the bag again, before taking out what seemed like a water bottle - but Iida knew all too well that it wasn’t water. After popping the bottle open, Deku brought his hand back, revealing a set of rubber claws.

Iida closed his eyes, trying to think of something to get Midoriya off of him. Deku, for his part, lightly kicked at a button under the chair, making the hands stop altogether. Iida took deep breaths, glad he was able to get some relief, but it was short lived when he felt that icy cold liquid hit his collar bone.

His friend drizzled it over his body, his pecs, those crushing abs. He squirted generous amounts into his creamy, pink armpits, making him squeal from the frigid onslaught. He didn’t have time to ask what it was for, however, as Deku’s hands began massaging his body. Those soft claws began tracing circles on his pecs, up and down on his abs.

Iida all but blue-screened. It was like his senses were heightened tenfold as his hapless underarms were scrubbed once more. “W-WAIAIAIIAIAHAIAIT!” he cried, his tearful eyes widening as some of the substance accidentally glazed over his hard nipples, only for Deku to take note of that.

Reaching into a random pocket in his shorts, Deku took out an ear swab. “This’ll help you to relax, Iida!” Without warning, Izuku placed an end onto the opening of the oil bottle, saturating it. Another kick at the hidden button, and the gloved hands returned to their dirty work.

“W-WOAHAHAHAHAHHA! Th-THAHAAHAHAH GAHAHAHAH TOHOOOHOO MUAHAHUCHAHAHAH!! SHIHHEHEHEHEHEEET!” Iida’s body bounced up and down in his seat, reeling at the fingers once again massaging his muscles with the cool substance.

Midoriya took this time to join the hands in the armpit tickling with his claws. There are visible tears leaking from his eyes now, the deep tone of his voice rising a few notes. “M-MidorIYAAHAHAHAHAH CUHAHAAHAHT YOUR NAIHAHAHHAALS!” He screams.

“Your toned sexy body needs to take a chill pill, Iida. Tickle, tickle. Coochie coochie coo!” Deku teased cheerily, using his thumbs to knead into his armpits and sides. It drove Iida insane to hear and feel such torture. Relax, he thought to himself. It was not like he wanted to do this at some point, but there was always a priority that stood in the back of his mind.

Yet just hearing Deku talk this way made his penis begin to pitch its tent. It slowly but surely attempted to pierce through the fabric, causing a look of blooming horror to briefly cross Tenya’s face. “HAHAAAHAHAHAHA SHIHIHEHEHEEEHT!” He couldn’t get away from any of the fingers, and he could do nothing to stop his hard-on, either.

Midoriya took his hands away, picking up the cotton swab. Without a moment’s warning, he dipped it into Iida’s belly button, twirling it around like a toothbrush. “I’m gonna clean all the dirt in there!”

“N-NOHOHOHHOOHAH AHAAHAHAHA! I-I-I’M IHIHIHIN LOOOHAHAHAAVE WIHIIHIHTH MIDORIHEHEHEHYA!!!” Another breakthrough confession. Amidst Iida’s comical laughter, Deku and Todoroki felt the room go silent. Deku let the man before him laugh his ass off a few seconds more before shutting off the tickling machine again.

Iida was just about to question why the gloves had stopped when he saw his best friend's face. That blushing mad face that always made his fuck-storm of a life that much calmer. The green-head had his mouth covered by both hands, his own tears misting his eyes and his entire head red as a ripe tomato. Aw, crap. He wasn’t even doing the tickling or any bad deed to himself, but he felt as though he’d pushed Midoriya over the edge.

A hard blush replaced the ticklish one he went through, bracing himself for an onslaught of any insults or questions from a kind-hearted person like Deku. The tears came down to the sides of his freckled cheeks as Izuku spoke: “You… You can’t mean that.”

This sent Tenya’s stomach hurtling down to bedrock. He’d outright admitted his crush to Deku, and they knew it would be the truth. Was he really lying?

“I-I… I mean it. Midoriya…” Iida said breathlessly, feeling his skin itch from the oil.

He let his hands drop down, still afraid it was some sort of dream or he’d been on some reality TV show where they did harsh pranks. “Are… Are you sure it’s not just a fluke? Is it Todoroki you r-really like, or…”

He was interrupted by Iida’s voice, its tone betraying a sudden burst of energy. “Midoriya. You have no idea how much of an inspiration you’ve been to me ever since I met you.”

Todoroki would’ve let Iida go and let them talk alone, but he felt as if his presence wasn’t that much of a hindrance. He looked to the ground himself, a tad embarrassed because he too thought he would be alone all his life. Neither of the other two noticed him blushing madly himself, feeling glad that he was completely wrong.

Before Deku could speak, Iida cut him off. “I know you all see me as this parental figure that always wants to see his friends succeed, but sometimes I feel I was just that. Just a caretaker. But with you, Deku, I learned to live. Learned to let go of the very little nitpicking aspects and to just… embrace life as it is.” There, he’d said it. Iida felt so goofy and cheesy for saying such things, but there was no going back now.

Even if Midoriya were to say no to the choice of being his boyfriend, he needed to be honest.

Out of the blue, Midoriya straddled Iida again and took a finger, lifting the blunette’s chin, before planting his lips upon his own. Todoroki heard an audible nasal gasp, as he looked up to see his two incredible friends sharing a kiss. His own heart began racing, remembering how Kirishima had kissed him only after their activity was done.

Midoriya and Iida closed their eyes, beginning to make out in the same way that a couple who’d known each other for years would have kissed. Iida didn’t dare let his tongue violate Deku’s mouth, but the other complied with his tongue at Iida’s entrance. It wasn’t a fight for dominance so much as a tango.

They stopped sucking face only after a full thirty seconds, both looking flushed and breathless. Then Deku spoke up.

“Can… Can we go on a date later?” It felt like a whisper as the green-ette buried his face into Iida’s pecs.

The swift-quirked man below him blushed again, beginning to stutter. “I-I-I WOULD LOVE THAT!”

Their eyes meet and they started giving chaste kisses again. Midoriya started laughing, finding himself feeling silly and stupid that he wouldn’t find a true mate of his own. Iida followed suit as they both giggled affectionately. Todoroki could ony smile at this, and wondered where he should take Kirishima to on their fourth date.

Without warning, Deku pressed the button under the chair again, the tickling consuming Iida within a matter of seconds. “W-W-WAIAHAHAHHAHAHAT, Y–YOUHOHOHOOHH DIHIHIHIHIDN’T LEHEHEHT ME BRAHAHAHAHCE MYSEHEHEHHELF!! SHIIHIHIHEEHEET!” The fingers came down to his sleek armpits and pecs harder.

Midoriya’s face retained its tomato hue as he flashed a wink at his ticklish boyfriend. He got up and off of him, but not before his shoe tugged at the tent behind him. The member’s poking threatened to burst free, and it couldn’t wait any longer. Iida had forgotten about that, feeling like he could turn into a human beet any minute.

There were some digital sounds from the computer speakers. “COMMENCE THE NIPPLE TICKLING.” A flustered Iida had no idea what that meant or what it would do. From out of the blue aside the outer parts of the chair below where his thighs were, two more robot tentacles slid out, with 2 pink motorized rings on their ends. There were sharp and firm bristles within the loops.

The new implements plunged towards Iida’s nipples, vibrating with an ominous hum. He had only a second to react in alarm before he felt them make contact and started thrashing. “AAIIIEEEEEEEE! OH-OHOHOHOHHOH MYHHE H HEEEEEE GOAHAHAHAHAHAHD!!” he screamed, finding his nipples to be far more sensitive than they ever were before. They scrubbed and tickled all around his chest pearls, sending bolts of white-hot lightning straight through to to his brain.

Deku took matters into his own hands, tugging down on Iida’s pre-soaked tightey whiteys. His man-meat sprang free within about a second, all six inches of it hurling itself back and hitting Iida’s stomach. The head was glistening, the veins all around the shaft throbbing. Midoriya inspected his testicles, feeling himself grow harder by the moment. Those smooth spheres were about the size of golf balls, lying there undisturbed.

Todoroki walked around, seeing the erect penis. “Alright, I’m done with the setup, now let’s… Holy shit. He’s massive.” Todoroki felt like he was going to get a nosebleed, and instantly used his freezing quirk to form an icicle within each of his nostrils to plug them up. Deku, however, was aware of the remaining plan with Iida’s feet, ready to jump to the last activity.

Well, second-to-last activity, now.

His red-and-white-haired friend stopped him, saying, “I think it’s time for the second part of this.” It was then that Midoriya got a nosebleed of his own, smiling sheepishly but elated at the idea.

“WHAHAHAHAHAT ARE YOUOHOOHOHO PLANNIHIHEHEHEHING!?” Iida shrieked, feeling his penis so alone and devoid of attention. Oil continued to saturate his skin, making him more sensitive than ever. He could feel his muscles going numb due to the restricted blood flow, but even then he could only writhe at the tickle torture.

Deku went over to Iida’s large feet, seeing the items laid out on the floor. Todoroki meanwhile went back to the computer, pressing a few extra components to the machine. It dinged a few extra times, and he joined Deku over, loving the sight of the tickling Iida was receiving.

Amidst Tenya’s screeching laughter, from the bottom of the chair where his asshole was, out come three more rubber loops on tentacles. Makeshift hands with three fingers lined themselves around the glans. Around his balls were now hand-shaped little machines that fit each testicle perfectly. Those were the first to begin, making Iida go mad with laughter as they vibrated upon his ballsack.

The rubber loops, on the other hand, begin to milk his engorged cock, going slowly at first but somehow gaining speed according to Iida’s heart rate. The small hands below them began to secrete oils of their own, tickling his glans all around. What topped it off was some sort of squishy wheel, coming out and rolling onto his slit.

Iida had all but lost it at this point. “OHHHHHHH FUUUUUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHACCCKKK! THIHIHIHIEHEHEHEEES IS INSANITYHEEHEHEEEEEEEE!!”

Over at his feet, Midoriya was drooling at the sight, even as Todoroki was taking out some chocolate syrup and whipped cream. The latter doused Iida’s feet in them, making their mouths water. Amidst all of this, Todoroki felt himself grow rock-hard now. Midoriya didn’t want to wank, as he felt his tongue on Iida’s feet would be enough to make him climax.

Chocolate sauce covered the jet-calved hero’s soles, the whipped cream drizzled over the big toes like they were juicy strawberries. Little holes opened up in the stocks, feathered loops taking hold of the spaces between his toes. They moved in an infinite loop, making Iida’s voice go an extra octave.

“AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOHOHOHOHOHO! I-IHEHEHEHEHEI’M GOHAHAHAHAH-G-GONNAHAHAHAHAH DIHEHEHEHEHEE!” Todoroki and Deku lifted their hands up, waving at him that such a prospect was unlikely. At least not that they know of.

Midoriya took hold of Iida’s left foot, Todoroki on the right. Without a word of fanfare, they extended their tongues and slid them along the soles of Iida’s sexy feet, licking them up and down. It was truly delicious, the salt of foot sweat and the sweetness of chocolate combining to form a taste like a new dessert they’d never dreamed about. Up and down their heads went, the two boys sometimes adding extra chocolate syrup when it ran out. Both of them went for the toes most of all, sucking and licking each digit of the whip cream.

Their spit also added an extra sensitivity enhancer, as they can hear from Iida’s soprano-like screeching. Iida could feel himself on the verge of expelling a lung at such an intensity. His body was strong, sure, but he was seriously starting to doubt he’d make it to his climax.

The feathered rollers over his toes and the tongues of his teammates made him more horny than ever, as if his penis would explode clean off his body.

After a few more moments that seemed like forever to the tall, handsome ticklee, Deku and Shoto left his toes alone, letting the brushes between Iida’s toes go at it some more. It was time for the finale. They grabbed two thick-combed hair brushes, hovering them just over Iida’s licked and sticky soles.

The rubber loops begin to pump Tenya ever faster, semen building up within him like the inside of a geyser. The slit tickler was making him want to unload onto it, and he felt that it was now or never. His eyes were shedding tears like rivers, his entire body as pink as bubble-gum.

And then the harsh bristles attacked the absolute death spots that were the arches of his feet, making his body go into overdrive.

“AAAAIIIIIIYYYYYYYEEEIIIIIEEEEIIIIIIIIHIHIHIHIIIIIIEEEEEE!! OHHHHHOHOHHOOOHOHH HOOHOHOLY SHIIIIIIIEEHHIEHEIIIIIT! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUAHAHAHAHHAHCK FUAHAHAHACK FUHAHAHACK FFFUUUUHAHAHAHAH-HAHACK! HEE HEE HEEEEEEEEY AHAHAAHHA! TAAHAHAHHAKE THEEHEHEHENMM OHAHAHAHHOAHFFFFFF!! MERCYHEHEHEEEHEHEHEHEHEH AH AHA HAAHHAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHA HAHAHAAAHAHA AHAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAA!”

Iida’s body buckled down and braced itself with only seconds to spare. The climax was unlike he ever felt before, especially given that he’d never masturbated in his life. His waist pumped into the air, feeling the slit tickler massage the entrance as stream upon stream of thick, salty-sweet cum erupt from it like a fire-hose.

The rubber loops did the best job in extracting and pumping every last drop of white gold Iida had to offer. The gloved hands all around his body showed so much interest in discovering his ticklishness, and even the hands tickling his glans wanted more. Deku and Todoroki nibbled on his soles, seeing some of his seed fly out in various directions in front of them.

Semen and sperm splashed onto Iida’s stomach, the chair, his thighs, his ticklers’ hair, everywhere. And still they didn’ stop - the boys and the machine kept this ticklish milking charade up for another 2 minutes, but it seemed like forever to poor Tenya. It seemed like only much later when he was spared by Todoroki finding the emergency stop button right under the stocks.

Everything on the chair went quiet, buzzing from somewhere coming down to a whisper. All the hands and mechanics to the tickling machine stopped, pulling themselves off of Iida’s person. The restaurants holding Iida’s buff legs were freed, on top of the toe space ticklers releasing their hold.

With a satisfied chuckle, Todoroki took out a box of sanitary wipes, preparing to clean up the mess they made in the room. He and Deku begin wiping down and carefully cleaning every inch of Iida’s large feet, leaving little kisses on them as they went.

Just as his soles were dry, the other two unlocked the stocks and gave Iida a full body wipe-down. Neither of the two necessarily avoided the spunk Iida released, with a lot of it on both sides of the chair. Gently massaging his muscles in the process, they helped Iida slowly but surely regain his breathing. His heart might have just gone through the most intense moment of its life, and he was in practice to be a superhero for goodness’ sake!

Shoto noticed the spasms his body made, remembering the final moments when he too lay there fresh from a ticklish orgasm. His own spunk shot flames and ice shards at varying degrees of power, some shots even hitting the ceiling and the doors. Deku had almost gotten singed, but Kirishima had dodged all of them with ease. The memory of this made Todoroki snicker quietly, not that anyone else noticed.

There was only so much they could do in terms of the oil. It left behind quite a sheen, making it seem like they had left Iida’s body utterly spotless. Save for the semen still drizzled upon his stomach, the rest of him was otherwise clean.

Midoriya reached into the bag, fishing out some water bottles for Iida to drink from; these were emptied within less than a minute. His underwear and shorts were scooted back into place, albeit in a very crumpled fashion. Iida didn’t find it in him to care for his clothes now - all he wanted was to recover. Surprise kisses from Deku all over his face made him feel like he was on top of the world.

“We told you it would be intense,” Todoroki said finally, giving Iida his shoes and socks. “What did you think?”

As Tenya he got up, his body felt a lot lighter, a little stronger even. He was slightly dizzy, but he managed to hold onto Midoriya as a crutch. He still took deep breaths despite having survived the ticklish terror.

“I didn’t doubt you two had something for me, and I think it was one of the most fascinating activities I’ve ever done,” he said finally, shifting his hair back from his eyes. Even this sweaty face of his, the little droplets flying through the air, Midoriya found so hot and alluring. Iida didn’t bother buttoning his shirt back, seeing as he’ll just change when they get back to their dorms.

Deku and Todoroki placed his footwear back on in a slightly sloppy fashion. Iida giggled to himself, but he didn’t exactly mind. They both lent a helping hand by hoisting him over their shoulders. A surprise grip from his arms spooked them both as he whispered, “I also eat late night snacks after midnight without people knowing.” And with that, a third secret confessed to both Deku and Todoroki made them consider the job done.

But not before Iida got a small revenge. Not only were his arms snaked around their waists, but they couldn’t break free. And that meant only one thing.

“H-HEY hahahahahaha!”

“I-I-IIDAHAHAHAH! THAaahahaht’s not fahahahair!”

Deku and Todoroki both screeched in surprise, feeling their ribs and sides poked and squeezed. With a dual burst of renewed strength, they jumbled in place while trying to escape his tickling assault. As for Deku specifically, Iida added to it by planting soft kisses to his neck. Judging by the body soap Midoriya bathed with, he tasted like bubblegum.

“I wuv my boyfriend, yes I do~” he cooed, enjoying Deku’s laughter. Then just like that, he stopped, suddenly remembering how every part of him turned to jelly upon hearing said laughter. The other two seized their chance and hoisted themselves back up, with Deku grabbing hold of Todoroki’s spare gym bag.

“So… Who’s going to clean all this up?” Iida asked idly. The other to murmured wordlessly and shrugged.

As such, none of them bothered to clean the floor, as maintenance usually came along at least once a month. Besides, they all got the chills just being in there, sometimes hearing chuckling from the past tickle sessions still echoing from the walls.

Todoroki opened the door with his foot, slipping through after his buddies into the cold air beyond. It was a lot more inviting, seeing as the summer was always unbearable with its constant heat. He then heard a beeping sound on his phone. The door clicked closed behind him as he checked said phone. “Midoriya?” he asked, getting a questioning murmur in response. “Kirishima wants to have a dorm date with me soon,” he replied. “You think you can handle your stud while going back to your room?”

Midoriya nodded and smiled, before letting out a startled grunt at the feeling of Iida’s entire weight come back down to him. If it wasn’t for the intense training sessions, his muscles likely wouldn’t be able to hold him, especially at the start of the school year.

With that, Todoroki shuffled off into another direction, feeling very pleased that he was able to get another good deed done.

“Uh M-Midoriya?” Tenya looked over to his new boyfriend, seeing him blush and quickly glance towards the floor. He couldn’t make out his expression, especially through his glasses, but he had a good guess.

“Can… C-Can I just get some sports drinks for dinner? Like AllSure?” It wasn’t obvious that he was asking for their own date night, and considering the absolute tickling assault they did to him, he needed all the electrolytes restored. There were always packed meals in vending machines around the campus, so if he wanted something, he trusted that Deku knew where to go.

“It’s a date,” Izuku replied. They both blushed madly at the term, tightening their hold upon each other. Iida nuzzled his face into Midoriya’s hair, giving him soft kisses to his head. Deku kissed his face back, before carefully navigating with his passenger towards the elevator.

It was then that Midoriya got several notifications on his phone. One was of an email from All Might, but the other was a text from Todoroki:

“Decided I’ll clean up the place myself. Be sure Iida gets a lot of water, Midoriya! Let’s double date in the future.”

He blushed at the thought of going on a double date. He wasn’t sure if people would get the wrong idea it was a group date. But he smiled regardless, enjoying the company.

For the next twenty minutes, Deku maneuverd around with a tuckered-out Iida; along the way, they managed to obtain four sports drinks for themselves. As they left the building, Iida read the name of the place “Excelsior: Classified Training Building”. Boy, was it classified, alright.

It wasn’t long before the two returned to their home building. Iida could feel himself regain lost energy, pressing the elevator button to the fifth floor of the establishment. The two were silent, but he held Deku’s hand the second they exited the elevator. The place wasn’t quiet, but not too noisy either, seeing as their other classmates were having little fiestas in their dorms.

Iida pushed the keycode for them to enter their shared dorm, heading straight for the closet to begin changing for the night. Deku turned on the TV, looking for that one channel with the nostalgic cartoons he always got to watch his mother when he was younger. Once that was handled, he went to the fridge, before placing the drinks inside to keep them cold.

Midoriya had just sat on the bed when an idea came to him. It excited him especially to see Iida come out. He sported a long sleeve night shirt with owls printed all over, with brown striped shorts. He admired his figure once more, as he watched Iida stretch out those sized 16 feet. Deku didn’t bother changing as he felt his clothes were for bed anyways, but he respected Iida’s wishes.

“Iida, can I ask you to do one more thing?” he asked to his boyfriend.

Iida’s attention perked up, smiling at Deku a little shaky. “What is it, Deku?” he replied, stretching his muscles one more time.

Man, did Deku love seeing Iida stretch and show off his amazing muscles. The green-haired boy put the tips of his pointer fingers together. “Um… Do you want to try that push-up routine again, only this time with the… tickling?”

“Let me guess, you love to see me work out?” Iida deadpanned, unsure if there was a part two for such a dastardly thing.

“What did you think? Weren’t you kinda doing that when I found you at the gym?”

In one horrific instant, Tenya’s eyes widened to their fullest extent as the realization hit him. “AHHH!!! I FORGOT TO FINISH MY WORKOUT SESSION! WHAT KIND OF STUDENT AM I?!” he shouted, waving his hands around frantically before putting them to his temples. Shame and disappointment ran through his being as he felt himself frozen in time. He’d made it top priority to keep his body in tip-top shape, whether it be for an emergency mission, a physical test or to save a cat in a tree. How could he have gotten so distracted as to not finish his workout routine?!

It was here that Midoriya regained his composure, remembering back to the moment when he attacked him mid work out session. To be honest, he was under the impression that Iida was almost done considering the specified time they told him to meet them. “If it’s any consolation, I can certainly help you do just that,” he offered.

That made Iida sigh in relief despite himself. He knew what Izuku was plotting, but if it was meant to help him complete his daily regiment, he honestly wouldn’t mind.

Iida smiled down to his boyfriend, kissing his cheek. “Well, if you say so. Maybe I’ve learned to keep my reactions in this time!” Obligingly, he cleared some space for the task, stretched up on tiptoes for a second in preparation, and then dropped down to the ground on all fours. As Izuku quietly whistled in appreciation, the blunette stretched his body out in a straight line, placing the palms of his hands and the pads of his toes to the floor.

Just like in the training room, those sexy soles were splayed out, revealing the tiny furrows and the soft white and peachy skin. His arches, the absolute most sensitive parts of his entire body, were stretched as tight as could be, and if Deku had any presence of mind, they would be completely at his mercy. Midoriya slid off the bed and knelt down behind him, scratching at the air again, ready to delve into those delicious feet.

Immediately after Iida started doing his push ups once again, Deku began slowly scratching at the balls of his feet. There were light snickers this time, almost a chuckle. Again, Deku kneaded at his heels with his thumbs, this time involving his fingers in a slow and fast tickling motion. That got his boyfriend audibly laughing now, and Deku enjoyed watching his toned figure struggle once more from tickling.

“Wow! You’re holding it better than before! I’m proud of you, Iida!”

The blue- haired man blushed at the compliment. He still found it unbearably hard to hold said position without his taut arches being tickled, but he was holding his composure far better, he agreed.

What was new however was when Deku sat on his back, criss-cross applesauce. This made Iida fall into a similar fit of confusion. “Let’s go for the ribs!” the green-ette said triumphantly before bringing down his hands of ticklish terror again, counting and kneading at the ridges of Iida’s upper body. His victim shouted with laughter again for about a second, before faceplanting against the floor, turning his head to the side to avoid hitting his nose or glasses on the hard surface.

It took him a moment to pick his strength back up, but the first chance he could do so, he gently pushed Midoriya off the floor. Before the startled hero could react, Iida was already pinning him down and beginning to tickle his sides and ribs.

“AHAHAHA N-NO FAIHAHAHIAIAAR!” cried Izuku. Iida cooed wordlessly to his boyfriend in response, giving him kisses to his freckles and poking his stomach.

To the little cutie’s credit, though, he wasn’t exactly slow on the uptake. His hands shot up to grab at Tenya’s sides, and in a fit of laughter he rolled sideways and wrapped his arms around his body to protect himself.

Deku was already up by the time Iida regained his senses, licking his lips and already working around to pinning his baby back down. He had the upper hand due to his strength being still at its prime, Iida having been worked to near exhaustion by the earlier tickling and milking session. Taking advantage of his boyfriend’s sudden weakness, he brought his legs close and crawls around Iida. If he had a quirk at birth, maybe it was to have powers of an insect. More hands to tickle his prey into submission would be nice, too.

He tackled Iida to the floor, kissing his tender lips again. It seemed to calm him down, if not for just a fraction of what he was feeling. Deku ran his hands through the other’s hair, taking off his glasses to look into those precious and stern eyes. It was like staring into the definition of midnight. “We’re going to have our work out sessions together from now on.” he said softly, feeling Iida’s arms wrap around his torso.

They lay together for a few more moments, feeling their heartbeats hit at each other's rib cages like drums, trying to go in sync with the other. Iida rubbed Deku’s back as he thought about it for a moment, and then smiled back. “Fabulous idea, Deku!”

Somehow, even against the carpeted floor, Deku snaked his arms around Iida again. Nodding and nuzzling Iida’s chest he makes a plan to fix his own scheduling for such occasions. Not that he had one to begin with, unless it was for classes.

Then Midoriya broke out into that sly smile again. “Let’s finish the one we’ve got going right now then, shall we?” The keen and devilish attitude is well hidden in his voice.

Iida pouted playfully. “Oh, right. That. You’ll be back to your tickly tricks again, huh?” An earnest question really, but maybe he’d redo the remaining minutes he had before the ticklish interruption.

His boyfriend nodded. Without needing to be told twice, Iida scooted aside and got back into the push-up position. Deku decided to twist things up a bit, though, and as Iida watched, he went over to their shared desk, grabbing a handful of textbooks. Even for someone fully trained, such large texts still proved to be rather heavy. Carrying them on your back for every class would no doubt be quite a chore.

“I’m going to put all 7 of these books on your back,” Deku announced as he crossed his arms, smiling proudly. “Your task is to do at least 10 pushups without letting any of them fall down.” Simple, no? This kind of exercise alone was not tedious, as he’d seen people done so before, especially when practicing martial arts.

Iida picked up his glasses once more, bringing his hand up as though winding up a karate chop. “Understood, Deku!” The flash to his glasses returned, the feeling of determination and seriousness filling him with pride.

He let Deku stack the books on his back, the strain being somewhat more bearable than that full half-hour of nonstop tickling earlier in the evening, but not by much. His limbs still felt like jelly, but if anything, he figured he could power on through. Iida lowered himself down towards the floor, stretching his spine straight and displaying his tightly wound arches to Deku for his enjoyment.

“O-One. Two.” He was already struggling, his muscles making him shake in the process. Midoriya hummed a tune as he closed in, coming along to do what he did best. Next thing Iida knew, the green-head was raking his sharp nails across his large soles, enjoying the giddiness he instilled in him. “WohHOHAOHA!” One book fell to the floor with a clunk, one of the thicker ones.

Deku placed it back with a smirk. “10 more.”

“Y-You can’t be serious? A-A-After what you put me through?” Iida stuttered, looking back. Amongst the pile of books, he saw Deku smile and give him the peace sign. It’s like he was a beacon of power and light, and Iida would get refueled every time just being around him.

“O-O-One…” He struggled to count.

“Tickle tickle!” Deku scratched again, involving two fingers from each hand. With satisfaction he noticed his boyfriend waver but still find the balance to keep going. Adding in three fingers circling his soles and the bottoms of his toes made him shake like a miniature earthquake. The second he got around seven was when Deku upped the ante, as well as when Iida felt the devastating pangs of instant regret.

“AAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE! EHEHEHE F-FIHIHIHIVE! SIHIHIX! SEHEHEHEHVEHEHEHEHEN!!” Iida suddenly felt all of Deku’s fingers again, tickling and kneading his taut, plush feet.

Two books thumped against the floor almost immediately. Still tickling one of his victim’s soles with his free hand, Deku put the fallen texts back up while calling, “Twenty more!”

With a shriek that sounded vaguely like an unprintable profanity, Iida attempted to exercise at a faster pace in hopes of getting through the ticklish torment. This didn’t stop Midoriya continuing to play with his feet, however, enjoying the smoothness and softness of Iida’s size sixteens as he traced along every little groove on the skin of his victim’s soles.

“E-ELVEEHEHEHEHEHN, HEE HEEHE HEEHE! OKAY OKAY, CUT IT OHOHOHOHOUUUT!”

“Ohh, this is a neat spot on your foot! Coochie coochie coo~!” Deku teased, spidering his fingers along the centers of Iida's arches and watching gleefully as despite enjoying this tickly torment more than he’d expected, his helpless, pleading victim still faltered enough to drop 3 books all at once.

It really was something for Iida to experience friendship with people. Not just with Midoriya, no. Todoroki was just as essential in revealing the stronger bonds of friendship and teamwork. But both of them mattered, and that was what counted.

He was certain that Todoroki would get the same email about their mission with Iida, and he was more than happy to help and give feedback. If this was what Deku and Todoroki were willing to do for his sake, with nothing in it for them but a good laugh, perhaps engaging with his fellow students wasn't such a bad idea, at least with respect to these two in particular.

At the very least, he was certainly inviting them to lend their assistance for his next gym session. As it was, though...

“GAHAHAHA AHAAHAHA! THIRTEHEHEHEHEEN! FOURTEEHEHEHEEN!” Iida screamed, his limbs quivering and sweat drenching his face. “DEKU, STOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHP! PLEHEHEHEHEHEEEEASE!”

...this was going to be a long workout.