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Toshiko groggily woke up as she always did. 5 am on the dot. It was a schedule her body had gotten used to during her earlier life, before the wound throbbing on her waist had made the action not only unnecessary, but also immensely annoying.
She blinked, her eyes still feeling a little off from yesterday’s test. Honestly, she was just happy the ringing in her ears was gone.
She hummed softly, smiling as she turned over, looking at the other body sharing the bed with her: Inko Midoriya.
In the back of her mind, she decided it was worth waking up at the crack of dawn just to see the smaller woman breathing softly, sleeping soundly next to her. It made her heart feel full, something she had lacked for so many years now.
Toshiko hummed softly, drinking in the sight of the pre-dawn light casting shadows over their forms with a smile of contentment. The hours of just laying there and watching it all felt like they were giving her years back.
Something in her peripheral got her attention, eyes hazily registering that her phone was blinking with the notification light. She had just checked everything, or rather, marked all the spam mail from UA about the latest update on the food menu, last night.
Her curiosity mounted as she unlocked the device, clicking through to get to the source of the popup, her personal email.
Her heart thumped a bit louder for a moment, part of her hoping… but her hopes were dashed when she saw that it wasn’t from Nighteye.
Toshiko looked at the sender, not recognizing the email that had sent it. She was about to delete it as spam before she took note of the domain that the email belonged to I-Academy?
“As in I-Island academy?” she mumbled out softly, before clicking to open the email, eyes already glued to the topic line even before her brain could start to process it.
Her shock from the content of the email was only rivaled by how they had butchered the senders’ name in the email address.
Why the hell did they shorten Melissa’s name to ‘mshie’?
Mei huffed and slowly stirred awake. Nothing really compared to waking up in Izuku’s bed...
But waking up in Momo’s was a close second.
The pinkette hummed gently, eyes barely focusing on the sleeping form of the black-haired woman. She had learned — or rather heard in the chatter during her support classes — that sharing a man with multiple people was unusual, even if it was getting more and more common with…
There was no other way she could think of it other than ‘shortage’.
But that's when she had tuned out the rest of her class entirely. She had decided, months ago, that she was ok with sharing Izuku, especially with people like Momo.
Mei’s feelings towards her were infinitesimal compared to what she felt for Izuku, but as she idly studied Momo’s features while the taller woman slept, she knew she felt more than mere camaraderie.
Mei leaned in slowly, keeping her movements minimal to not to wake up her ‘co-lover’ and left a gentle kiss on the taller woman's cheek. She had to suppress her urge to giggle when the calm and relaxed expression on Momo’s face twitched and turned into a soft smile, snuggling into her pillows a little deeper.
Yeah, it was official. She shared Izuku’s taste in women. That probably meant he also had a thing for that punk-ish girl that was in his class. Her mouth twitched into a manic smile slowly. Now, her quirk was gonna require even more babies than the rest.
Not to mention the invisible girl… she blinked, slowly slipping out of Momo’s gigantic bed. Just how many people can we have in this thing again?
She shrugged to herself, grabbing her phone from the bedside and checking the time. The entirety of Class 1-A could probably slide into the relationship and she’d still be comfortable, if she was being honest with herself.
Or so she thought anyway, it wasn’t like she could foresee the future. The pro hero Momo had interned with though, she could. Maybe Mei could exchange some support gear for a quick peek at Izuku’s life after this…
She shrugged again, slipping out of Momo’s room and walking the five steps to Izuku’s. She got how the first time was special, and allowed herself to be ‘deal-ed’ into sleeping in Momo’s bed together. But she really wanted to see if Izuku was alright after the finals, if any of what the invisible girl had said about their final was accurate.
Plus, she would get to ask him if the combat hologram was useful.
So Mei slowly opened the door to his room with practiced fluidity, smiling to herself when she saw the slumbering form of her favorite person in the world. She tip-toed her way to Izuku’s side, hoping that if Miruko was there, she wasn’t a light sleeper.
Her hopes were dashed when Miruko suddenly shot up to a sitting position, tired eyes glaring at her while her ears were trembling, pointed right at her. The motion didn’t even wake Izuku, the inventor and the number five top hero looking at each other.
Mei looked slightly down, noting that Rumi was wearing one of Izuku’s shirts that was around five times too big for her. The pro seemed to take note of that in the same moment, pulling at the hem of the shirt to read what was on it, then back at Mei.
Rumi’s tired, and probably recovering, mind seemed to fully boot up as recognition filled her crimson eyes. “So, you were dating him too?”
Mei’s chest puffed up with pride, her own stolen shirt fluttering a bit at the motion. Some mischief filtered into her smile too. This was just the perfect time to pressure her about her promise all the way back during the sports festival. “So you do remember me. What happened to that support gear invitation?”
Rumi’s cheeks flushed instantly, probably remembering something lovey-dovey, if her experience with all the other girls were any indication. “I- I had my mind full…”
Mei didn’t respond, staring down the Pro with crossed arms.
Izuku readjusted in his sleep, rolling over as one of his hands grabbed at Rumi’s waist, earning a soft ‘eep’ from the pro that Mei didn’t miss.
Rumi looked like she wanted to snuggle back to the warm contact, but was keeping herself back due to the guest in the room. Mei feigned ignorance while her boyfriend’s power over the rabbit hero had gone straight to her ego.
“...is the offer still on the table?” Rumi finally asked, unable to handle not flopping against the man any moment longer.
Mei’s manic smile grew wider as she pulled up a pdf on her phone. “Sign this, and I’ll start working on it immediately~”
She was surprised by how fast the pro could sign.
Finally, Rumi let herself listen to her instincts and flop down beside the man, letting his strong and thick arms pull her into a hug she could get addicted to.
She was curious when they had even gotten to his dorm room, only worrying about if they’d had another round that her mind couldn’t recall. If it was anything close to what they had the first time around, she would physically pull her brains out and kick it to orbit.
Or, her mind offered, you could get another round for a refresher. Her ears twitched at the prospect. It was very tempting.
Besides, knowing the curriculum of UA, they had the weekend completely off after this, sans a small meeting about the summer camp on Sunday. They could spend the better half of those two days messing around. Hell, her body would’ve preferred that, but she knew he had other things—and people—he probably would need to tend to. Honestly, she was in the same boat when it came to things she should probably look into.
But that was all the more reason to snuggle and cherish the moment they were sharing.
God, he really did make her feel like a teenager in love.
And she loved every second of it.
She managed to push and prod her arm under his frame, wrapping both around him and squishing her entire body against his with a happy mewl.
Izuku grunted in return, hugging her deeper in his sleep, one eye slowly cracking open and taking in the room behind her. At this point, they were hugging too tightly for him to even see her from his position.
“Mornin’~” she cooed against his neck, her senses and instincts savoring the masculine scent that was leftover from the previous day’s ‘activities’.
Izuku responded to that by flipping to the other side with her in his arms, chuckling softly.
Rumi was glad to know she could feel pure happiness without pushing her body to the limits in that instance, giggling in his arms in response, pushing back and straddling his chest. “Are you really that happy?”
“You have no idea,” Izuku finally growled, his voice sounding deeper than it had any right to this early in the morning. “What about you?”
Her ears flopped down, her eyes focused onto one corner away from his face, and her cheeks burned. “Maybe a little.”
She hated how shy he got her, even after the sheer intimacy they were sharing and the primal behavior they had done together last night.
His hand cupping her cheek brought her back to reality, Miruko leaning into the contact heavily, almost resting her head against his hand.
“You don’t regret it, do you?”
She laughed, nuzzling his hand a little bit more. “I’m gonna kick your ass if you ever say that again.”
His smile turned a bit predatory, eyes full of that hunger for battle she too felt in her soul. Rumi licked her lips at the sight. “I wouldn’t mind going for another round.”
Her fighting spirit flared, and her thighs twitched, her foot trying to tap on something with excitement. Then her brain caught another implication Izuku could probably be going for.
Hell, what she hoped he was going for, at this point.
She moved her head slightly, capturing his thumb in her mouth, hoping he would get the implication and she wouldn’t have to beg for it out loud.
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Rumi allowed herself to be pulled into another kiss by the man. And was surprised at how different it felt. It was still passionate and full of love, but it lacked the sheer animosity yesterday’s ones had. There wasn’t a rush brought up by the emotions exploding out of both of them, the impulsive and desperate feeling of it all.
This time, it was a lot slower, tender.
And by god, did it feel good.
“Another round then?” he asked after what felt like eternity sharing that soft kiss with the man of her dreams.
“If you still think you can keep up,” she teased back, one hand pressed onto his chest, the other messing with his hair softly. “I do wanna try some stuff out…”
His green eyes shined like emeralds under the dawn sun. “Like what?”
The hand on his chest ghosted over his skin, across his bicep, slowly trailing its way down to his palm, causing the most powerful man she could imagine to shiver under her touch.
Having power over him like this was probably going to get her hooked.
“I’ve seen it in a few places…” she whispered out, loving how his eyes twitched a little, the minute muscles on the sides of his face twitching gently as he pushed himself to hear her voice. She guided his hand down to her thigh, letting him feel how soft the uncontracted muscle felt, how smooth her skin was. The contact sent shivers up her spine, his hands leaving a burning trail of pleasure over her skin. “Do you know what I’m hinting at, Izuku?”
Izuku looked at her like he had a wish granted by a god. His hand slowly moving on its own accord got her to stifle a moan. It was unfair how much her body enjoyed his just coming in contact.
“I hope I do…” he mumbled slowly, his other hand landing on her opposite thigh, shuddering a breath.
A sly idea popped into her head, getting her to smirk softly. “Slow down there… it’s my turn now.”
His eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking cuter than anything she could hope to see from the frankly titanic man- compared to her at least. “Your turn to what…?” he trailed off, before the coin dropped, a blush slowly spreading on his cheeks. “You don’t mean…”
Her hands answered his forming question, gripping his wrists and pushing them to the sides of his head as she leaned forward and pressed a kiss on his jawbone, humming approvingly at the grunt he let out that rumbled her body in response. “Hook your fingers behind your neck, and don’t let go till I let you~”
He obeyed without issue, his pectorals tightening under her hand from the position, her other hand teasing the hem of the shirt he was wearing.
It was lucky that both of them were switches, she thought, riding his shirt up to catch a glimpse of his built core.
She licked her lips instinctively, like a hungry animal. And the man under her shuddered with a groan at the sight, giving her all the more reason to continue teasing him.
“It’s only fair I pay you back for last time, is it not?” she purred, loving the effect it was having on him how he blushed and looked away shyly at such a simple thing to do. When just last night they had almost broken a wall fucking like wild animals.
The contrast made it hot.
“I- yeah, it’s only fair,” he whined out in response, his muscles twitching as she gently trailed a finger on top of them.
Miruko knew what she was doing, and she was gonna enjoy it to the fullest, she decided, leaning down and kissing his neck as she let her bust squish against his chest and get another huff of enjoyment from the warm wall of muscle under her. She gently pulled herself up, nuzzling the side of his head as her body rubbed against his enjoyably, her inner thighs tingling as they grazed the proof that he was enjoying her minstirations.
“Have you heard of body worship?” she whispered against his ear. She didn’t let him even respond as she gently nibbled on his ear, one of her hands gently groping his bicep and another caressing his pectorals.
He groaned gently again, the sound becoming more and more addicting to her sensitive ears, each one distinct and more alluring from the next. “I feel like I’m about to learn the meaning of it…”
“Good boy,” she hummed with approval, the shudder cascading down his body showing that he approved of her choice of words too.
She knew most of what she was doing was a bluff, and she had no idea how to do what was described under ‘body worship’ in real life, but with how responsive Izuku was under her, she knew she could probably guess her way there.
Which, frankly, just excited her more. “Now lean back, and enjoy~”
She followed her instincts and gently sniffed at him, filling her senses with the leftover scents from their earlier interactions, tinting her mind with lust and want.
Her hands gently rubbed the warm and twitching musculature of the man causing all of those thoughts to bubble in her mind with his mere existence, idly tracing the divots where his muscles connected to each other, enjoying hearing his breathing get strained.
She finally gave in and kissed over his collar bones, even daring to lick his smooth skin with a breathy gasp. Knowing how good her hot breath would feel against his wet skin for the man under her, even before the strained inhale from him confirmed his enjoyment.
“Your body is… amazing ,” she panted out between peppering kisses over one of his pectorals, and even licking his nipple lightly, earning a groan from her target and a twitch from his hips. Smirking and scooting down to grind her shapely butt against the growing reminder of how much more they could do, hissing with pleasure as she felt how wet she had gotten against the hot and pulsing organ.
“Excited, are we?” she purred against his core, kissing each muscle slowly, looking up at him with what she hoped was an alluring look.
“H-how can’t I be with… all of this,” he breathed out, the simple act of it rubbing his member right against her own stomach not helping either of their states as they groaned in unison. She had half a mind demand that she stop with all the teasing and spear him as deep as he could go into her again, while the other clung to teasing him for a bit longer.
In the end, she decided she had waited for him to be inside her for weeks the first time, and could wait an hour for a second round if she got to hear him get desperate like this a little bit more.
She gently squeezed his sides, enjoying the firmness of his muscles under his smooth and soft skin, another round of soft kisses landing right under his waist, making him shudder, stiffen and whine under her touch needily.
Miruko giggled and slid her hands down, pulling his shorts down and revealing his cock while also getting a good grope of his butt, the sensations of his muscles twitching under the motion and a relieved gasp leaving his lips getting recorded down in her most treasured memories.
But her last motion had its effect on her too, making her rub her thighs against each other instinctively as a reaction to the heat radiating against her chest, and scent greeting her senses, heat rushing down to her crotch like a lava flow. Adamant, hot, and unstoppable.
She smirked one last time, crawling down enough to feel the urge to shift, letting his massive boner rest against her neck and shoulder as she kissed the side of his crotch, causing him to leak just a little bit more precum from his pulsing tip.
“I barely touched you there and you are like this already?~” she cooed, gently grazing his tip with a finger, spreading the bead of precum all over his tip. “And I thought you were all dry after yesterday…”
She could hear him grit his teeth from up above, but still holding his hands behind his head like she had ordered him to. “I’m- productive,” he strained out, hips shifting slightly under her as he did so, clearly wanting more.
“Oh?” she mocked confusion, teasing his tip with her finger more, tracing around the head of his member slowly. “Is that so?~”
“R-rumi please…” he groaned, arching his back against the bed gently. “I- need more…”
She smiled up to him sweetly, gently kissing the base of his member, licking his balls and even sucking on them lightly as she gripped the tip of his member lightly, twisting her palm and squeezing lightly to get him to shudder under her. Only pulling back while gently tugging on his balls, to look up to him with a smirk after a few moments of feeling him absolutely coat her palm with precum. “Like that?~”
The husky ‘fuck’ he let out was worth every second she spent down there. That is, if his taste wasn’t worth it all already.
“Hey, Izuku,” she hummed, remembering something from last night that she absolutely wouldn’t forget if her mind wasn’t just so hazy with all the sensations and lust ravaging it. She smiled when he looked down on her, getting to watch her clean her palm clean of his salty precum, licking even her fingers clean lewdly.
She could see the lust in him physically roar to a new level at the sight, the member she had been almost nuzzling up against pulsing and growing harder, tiny veins becoming more visible against it.
It made her mouth water, and she didn’t stop herself leaving a trail of kisses on the warm and pulsing member from top to bottom, enjoying the little flashes of taste and the soft needy grunts it elicited from the man greatly, before following through and licking its underside slowly, feeling the lower portion pulse and produce even more precum with her tongue, before she engulfed his tip in her mouth, savoring the salty taste as she looked up at him while circling his tip with her greedy tongue.
She sucked as she pulled her head back, making a ‘pop’ echo in his room, her hand finding its way to massage his balls gently. “How close are you?~” she asked, opening her mouth and letting her drool slowly descend on his twitching member as she waited for his response.
“C-closer than I should be,” he groaned softly, shuddering when she grasped a hand around his member and started to slowly pump up and down, feeling the veins on him under her palm as she spread her spit. “F-fuck…”
“Good~” she hummed, wondering how good he would taste when he came, if only his precum was making her feel so thirsty. “Cum for me soon.”
With that, she kissed his tip again, before slowly engulfing his tip with a needy moan, watching him intently as she started pushing her head further down, further and further till she felt him start to stretch her throat with his size, the feeling causing her thighs to twitch and the hand on his shaft to grip a little tighter, starting to pump up and down faster.
She didn’t even know a simple blowjob could even feel this good for her, but Izuku had surprised her once again as she could feel herself leak down her thighs as she started bobbing her head, letting the lewd sounds and spit roll out from her lips, getting her hand slick as she sped up her hand, trying to urge his body to comply and give her what she wanted.
And just as her arm started to ache, and jaw start to get sore from the unnatural insertion, Izuku finally complied, hands shooting forward and gripping her head, hips thrusting up only a little as a reflex as his body delivered the load she had been physically begging for down her throat in warm bursts, the warmth feeling sticky but enjoyable as it passed through, down to her stomach.
But she wanted to taste it, not simply swallow it. So she took the task into her own hands, gripping his thighs and pulling her head up, struggling against his hands for a bit before he noticed and let her pull back, only leaving his tip in her mouth as she started teasing it with her tongue again, the taste tingling down her spine as he continued pumping the hot and viscous substance into her mouth, starting to groan as she kept jerking him off on top of it all, elongating his climax past its natural limits.
By the time she pulled off his head, Izuku was groaning, hips shuddering under her grip uncontrollably, gasping in weird increments that excited her inner instincts oh so pleasantly.
She tapped him on the chest before making a show of swallowing his cum, her tongue swirling the viscous and bitter load teasingly before she gulped it down with a moan. “Tastes way better than I thought~”
Izuku panted in response, grunting softly. “S-sorry about forcing your head down, it just…”
She giggled lewdly, scooting up and caressing his chest in response. “I won’t break that easily, Izuku, you can be rough.”
She licked her lips again hungrily eyeing him up. “But the same goes for you too, doesn’t it?”
He didn’t respond, before starting to blush madly. “I- yes… we can.”
“Good,” she huffed, tossing her shirt aside with a single motion, revealing her dark skin and hardened nipples, leaning down and knowingly grinding them against his body as she pulled the boxers Izuku had probably slapped onto her last night, enjoying the cold morning air tingle against her moist lower lips. “‘Cause I’m nowhere near done yet.”
She heard him softly thank his own genes for his quirk as his member twitched and pulsed more, not even starting to grow soft like what she had heard about the male privates.
How nature thought a refractory period was a needed system was beyond her, and she was glad to see Izuku himself had surpassed the need for one.
She turned around with a flop, leaning her body against his, and getting comfortable with another lewd giggle, enjoying how he flinched under her at the sensation. “Now then… let's try that thing, shall we?”
Her thighs clenched around his pulsing member, the heat radiating and making her entire being tingle at the sensation, along with a spark of ecstasy from the sensation of the slick and textured surface grinding against her inner thighs. “God… this feels better than I thought…”
Izuku nodded in response, groaning softly against her at the mere sensation of her thighs around his dick. Needless to say, the reaction was more than enough reason to do it all the more.
She reached up and guided his hands down to her breasts as she started to slowly move her thighs, the drool and precum covering his dick making it easy and slick for the motions. She mewled in approval as he pinched and teased her nipples clumsily, his own pleasure making his motions uncontrolled. She was getting him drunk with pleasure, intoxicated with her.
That alone was such a turn-on that she could see herself climaxing just thinking about that little fact. But with his dick between her legs and hands on her nipples, she found it all the easier to slip and cum for herself, twitching and moaning, her legs convulsing uncontrollably as she came without warning on top of him in a heap.
“Y-you okay?” he breathed out, his own words hazy and clearly close to his limit while she tried to get some air back into her lungs again. So she tapped the hands still on her breasts in response, humming lightly and approvingly.
“That- ah… might’ve snuck up on me…” she managed to mutter, starting to pump her legs again after the momentary break, watching how her inner thighs melded around his dick with hungry approval. “How does it feel for you, big guy?” she finally asked, one hand snaking up and cupping her lovers cheek as she did so.
The bigger man huffed softly, nuzzling her hand with a grunt as he took a moment to think. “I’m-” he grunted softly, his own hips jerking a little as the build-up of pleasure probably spiked through him. “I’m guessing you want more than just ‘heavenly.’”
“It’s a start,” she giggled, speeding up a little bit, trying to get him to trip up again, deciding that she loved how that little grunt sounded to her ears. “Try and describe it a little bit though, I wanna hear you struggle.”
“Oh, you are evil,” he breathed out with a laugh, shaking her entire body in the process, and getting her to feel suddenly very empty inside. “Your- thighs feel- really really soft,” he managed to grunt out after calming down. “And really really warm against me- and all the rubbing is making me feel like I’m about to start melting.”
She smiled, rubbing her cheek on his arm as he groaned again, groping her chest in the process, getting her to mewl in response, her thighs moving faster. “The feeling is mutual,” she hummed, feeling just how warm he was starting to feel against her legs. “Now show me just how productive you really are, Izuku!”
“S-so soon?” he hissed, his breathing growing labored, the grinding of his teeth detectable by her ears as his grip tightened on her. “You’re not gonna call me a quickshot or something are you?” he offered with a strained chuckle.
She looked up to him with a pout, managing to catch his eyes even in their position. “I know your quirk. You can hold off on this forever if you wanted to, can’t you?” she anticipated with a soft pinch on his cheek with the hand he was nuzzling onto
“Not without feeling this,” he hissed, his eyebrows furrowing, “and I really wanna feel this.”
“Good,” she cooed, petting his cheek again, slowly pushing her thumb into his mouth and making him hang his mouth open, letting all the little lewd sounds he made slip past as she continued jerking him off with her thighs.
Then, she got an idea with a smirk, remembering his reaction from mere minutes ago, and grasped her free hand over his tip, grinding her palm and teasing his lower head with her fingers incessantly. She grinned evilly when that caused the man to huff out all the air in his body in a drawn-out and harsh moan that shuddered with pleasure before he caved and exploded against her palm thick semen gushing out from the minute gaps between her hand and his dick, coating her thighs in a torrent of warmness that only made her feel warmer to her core.
“Good boy~” she cooed one last time, slowly pulling her hand from his tip and watching him pulse under her, dick still pumping cum out softly with each twitch. “You weren’t lying about being productive, huh?” she offered, licking her palm clean slowly.
“Yeah- a by-product of my quirk,” he hissed, panting a little before he flipped them over, pinning the woman face-first against the bed. “My turn.”
Rumi gulped, her ears twitching, and tail wiggling slightly in anticipation. “Had enough of me teasing you?”
“Nope,” he hummed, hands rubbing her back and pulling her butt up, gently kneading the soft flesh that only felt so much softer under his touch, spreading easily as he pinched slightly, revealing her warm lips to the cold morning air freely. “Had enough of not directly giving you pleasure.”
She mewled desperately at that, having the power to fight back and take the lead again but really loving the turn of roles too much to even move, gripping the bed sheets tightly. “You made me cum already, isn’t that-”
“You know that’s not enough,” he hummed, shocking her with how close his breath was against her ass, the warm air tickling her skin and making her ache needily for something inside. Regretting how long she had taken to tease the man instead of-
Her brain blared in white noise as he prodded his tip against her, her lower lips greedily accepting the slick member in with ease, stretching her walls apart and satiating her urges a little.
“F-fuck, that was easier than I thought…” Izuku panted, one hand slamming right next to her head onto the bed as she bit into the covers to stop the massive moan escaping her lips. “It almost sucked me in, Rumi~”
She grunted with a pout at that, before slamming her hips back, her ass clapping against his crotch, making both of them grunt with ecstasy at the same time. “Quit-” she hissed, having to stop to swallow the spit in her mouth. He had managed to get her to drool with the pleasure ravaging her brain, “-stalling and fuck me.”
That clicked something in Izuku as she felt him clasp a hand on her other shoulder, pinning her firmly on the bed as he exhaled through his teeth. “On it.”
The next moment was a blur as he pulled back and slammed back into her. Her nerves screamed with pleasure as her mouth attempted to echo them, only barely blocked by her pulling a pillow against her face to silence the outcry with what was left of her brain power.
Izuku seemed to be only further turned on by her muffled moans and gasps, starting to really pound against her, making her back arch and cause his dick to grind and slam against spots she didn’t know she needed to have touched, the angle adding all the more to the sensations.
She could barely register her own ears twitching and cheeks burning before her peripherals went white as her second orgasm of the day rolled through her, her insides convulsing and twitching against the large member ramming into her, recording the texture and the shape of it deep into her lust-soaked brain.
The part of her mind that could still think recorded that she was, at this point, addicted to the feeling of him being inside her. And that she would need to manage her schedule so she could come by every now and then.
Then something she didn’t account for happened. Izuku leaned down to gently nibble on the tip of one of her ears, the sensation causing something in her brain to short circuit, feeling an actual spark of pleasure arc between lobes as her body crashed, melting against the mattress as he continued pounding into her, the sensation feeling all the more pleasurable.
She couldn’t tell whether it was because her muscles were relaxed now, or because of the combination of the sensations of him being inside her and the gentle teasing on her ear. And honestly, she didn’t care at all.
All she knew was that she loved every second of it.
As if to prove her point, she felt herself stumble over the edge again, climaxing weakly under him, legs twitching lightly, spasming with the aftershocks of pleasure as he continued ravaging her just the way she wanted him to, only her core aching with the sheer power of her muscles working as hard as they could under the circumstances, flaring with the sensations of pleasure and passion.
At that moment, she knew her legs wouldn’t feel the same for a long while, even with no weight on them. She also knew he was getting closer and closer to his third orgasm, even as her body raced up to another high itself, as his hands left her shoulder and the bed, gripping onto her waist and pulling her into his thrusts as he groaned and grunted loudly, his member pulsing and shaking her entire core along with it.
“Inside?” he barked out between gasps of air, less of a question and more of a statement to her ears.
But she didn’t stop herself from weakly adjusting her chin over the pillow she was hugging against her face to mewl out a sloppy and drunken ‘please.’
Izuku gave her what she asked at that sound, filling her with so much that she could feel her walls pull apart slightly. Making her feel her lower stomach bulge as her womb got filled to the brim, the last of her consciousness crumbled as she felt herself start climaxing one last time, flickering between consciousness and unconsciousness with each convulsion of her lower muscles.
Finally, her body grew lax against the bed, a happy whine escaping her lips as she felt him collapse against her back gently as the darkness took her.
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) That should be enough for now ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
As if a system was rebooting, Miruko snapped awake next to him, shooting up to a sitting position urgently before she hissed, clenching her lower stomach. “-god I feel like I got a week’s worth of ab-work out.”
Izuku laughed, rolling to a seated position next to her, gently running a hand up and down her back at that. “I mean, it's basically what we did, isn’t it?”
His heart soared when she flopped against his frame, ears twitching as she looked up to him with love in her eyes. “Mhmn. Aches just right like it, too.”
Then she stiffened and started blushing as if figuring something out just a minute too late.
Nana groaned, piping up from the depths of his brain again, ghosting a hand over the back of his head. "A̩r͔e̞ ̫yͅoͅu ̗go͍nnḁ ͓d͈o̝ ͔thͅe ̭wh͈ol̘e̹ ̬son͇g ̼a̱n̠d̘ da̗nc̠e̩ ab͔ou̧t thẹ ͓c͓on͢tr̖o͚ll͍e̼d s͔terility͇ t̟hi͟n̺g?"
“Shit, I need so much birth control,” the rabbit hero mumbled to her horror, placing her hand over the slight bump on her stomach, where her womb would be.
Looks like it. “You don’t need to worry about that,” he hummed, nuzzling against her softly. “Quirk lets me be- you know…”
“Sterile?” she offered, relaxing again. “Should’ve guessed with how freely- you know~”
“When you asked like that, how could I not?” he offered, even as his cheeks grew warmer.
The effect seemed to be mutual as Rumi’s ears flopped, the pro hiding her face against his shoulder. “Shut up before you make me want more- I doubt my legs could take it.”
“Fair,” he hummed out, smiling lightly. “Can’t feel my hip anyway.” That got her to chuckle softly.
“Now what?”
“I guess brunch?” he offered, turning around to look at his clock. “Unless you need to go- or wanna hide this ” he suggested, gesturing to her leaning on him.
She giggled lightly, crawling onto his lap and nuzzling his chin with her head. “Nope. Feeling too cuddly now, and not about to hide it.”
Izuku didn’t think he would ever learn something about Miruko as adorable as her being a cuddle-bug after some rounds of intimacy. But he never thought he would ever be in the position to learn that in the first place. So he just wrapped his arms around her and gave her a soft and assuring squeeze. The happy hum he got in response was all he needed to hear to know he was doing it right. Even with Nana trying to back-seat drive him.
“So how’s this going to work?” he asked after a moment, starting to regret the eventuality that he would need to let go of her soon.
“We’ll figure something out, I’m sure,” she hummed, no doubt in her voice. “Like what you did with your other girlfr-” she chortled softly. “God, that sounds weird to say. You got other names for that?”
“Haven’t really thought about it, if I’m being honest. It just kinda happened, y’know?” he offered with a shrug. “You should meet them sometime, though.”
“That’s gonna be awkwar-” she flinched again. “God, your mom- it’s gonna be so weird to see her again.”
“Again?” he questioned before his door burst open, All Might striding through the doorway, pushing her way past Mecha-Might.
“Young Midoriya, I’ve been trying to reach you, why didn’t you pick up your phooo-” her train of thought fizzled as she took in the room, brain stuck in a loop as she stretched out the word while trying to process what was going on.
Miruko looked up to Japan’s top hero, and All Might looked down to her green-haired successor and the fellow pro-hero cuddling in his bed.
“-oooone.”
A beat passed, and the door slammed shut, leaving the two alone in the room again as a very muffled apology echoed from the other side.
Rumi made a choking sound as Izuku’s palm met his forehead.
“...this is gonna be a long day.”