Author notes: First time writing a story of this nature, this is kinda a trial run to see if I can write smut as good as it appears in my head. Anyway I hope you enjoy it and feel free to comment if you wish.
It started with a big bowl of condoms in the dorm common room. Next to the bowl was a letter.
Hello students and welcome to your new dormitories! I hope your all as excited as I am for your new living arrangements. Past time U.A. invested more into their students lives in my opinion. Now as these dorms were something of a spur of the moment reaction to recent events the school hasn't fleshed out any new rules regarding the living quartets and interpersonal relationships, but I remember what it was like to be young so I took it upon myself to get you guys and girls a little house warming gift. Remember to stay safe and have fun!
-Midnight
The letter was signed with a purple lipstick kiss stain next to the teacher's signature. This wasn't out of character for the heroine, in addition to being a pro hero Midnight was something of a feminist sex positive icon. She wasn't called the R-rated hero for nothing.
The class of 1-A was currently standing in the newly built common room of their dormitories around the bowl discussing what to do with it. Some were excited, others embarrassed, and a few students managed to keep a good poker face about how they felt about the bowl.
".…Should we just toss it?" Asked Momo who looked a little uncomfortable, breaking the silence of the group after everyone got a chance to read the letter and take in the situation.
"What?!" "No Way!" cried Mina and Mineta. Both were among the most excited at the prospect of the bowl of condoms. They looked at each other, surprised to be on the same side.
"It is a little crass" Jiro added, defending her friend. "If people want to hook up that's fine with me but I don't think that means we need a community bowl of condoms five feet away from where we eat."
"It's a gift, it would be rude to just throw it away." Argued Kaminari who also was excited at the ball but was trying to be more subtle than Mineta in his desire to keep it. Jiro rolled her eyes at him.
"It's a distraction, I didn't come to this school for relationships, I came to learn to be a hero." Todoroki stated coldly.
"But it's from a teacher, that's like basically the school giving us it's blessing!" said Kirishima while Mina nodded in agreement.
As they argued Midoriya considered the situation to himself. In truth between the excitement of the new dorms and the fear that his mother wouldn't give him permission to continue to attend U.A. he hadn't considered the fact that he would be sleeping just a quick walk away from the girls of his class. His brain went into overdrive and he started mumbling to himself.
".…Well of course with such close quarters some relationships are bound to be formed….but I doubt this gift from Midnight really represents the school condoning such behavior, like the letter said there are no current rules about such relationships…why is that? I don't think it's something they would fail to pick up on….Or perhaps it's intentionally that way? Just them giving into the inevitable, a don't ask, don't tell policy?"
His brow furrowed and he felt his heartbeat quicken a little as he considered the implications. His fellow students would be hooking up with each other, flirting, having sex. For some reason this felt like a trial beyond anything he'd faced so far in training to become a hero. Would any of them want to do something like that with him? Midoriya looked across the room and met the eyes of Ochaco Uraraka who happened at that moment to be staring at him. They both blushed beet red and looked away from each other.
The class was at a gridlock, some students for keeping the bowl and others against, arguing in circles while the rest of the class abstained from the conversation, either not committed enough to make their stance on the issue known or just waiting to see which way the majority went with.
A crackling explosion rang out Bakugo's hands getting everyone's attention.
"Will you dipshits stop arguing already! If we all agree people are going to be hooking up at some point then there's no point in getting rid of the bowl. No ones saying you gotta participate!"
"I agree with Bakugo." exclaimed Iida jumping into the conversation with some of his trademark hand gestures.
Everyone paused, unsure how to react to rule abiding Iida not only coming forth in favor of keeping a bowl of condoms in the common room but doing so in agreement with Bakugo, the biggest trouble maker of class 1-A.
"Holy crap, hell's gonna freeze over." Muttered Kirishima earning a glare from Bakugo.
Sensing that the class wanted to hear his reasoning Iida expanded. "Refer to the last line of Midnight's letter." He exaggeratedly motioned towards the table.
"Remember to stay safe." Iida quoted. "If those among us wish to engage in such… activities then it's imperative that they do so in a controlled and consensual environment." Iida said with a chopping motion.
"Midnight in her wisdom and…um…experience" Iida's cheeks pinked slightly, Uraraka now had both hands on her mouth trying to keep from bursting out laughing as Iida continued to use grandiose hand gestures to advocate keeping the condoms.
"Has provided us with the bare minimum to meet these requirements. It would be fool hardy to throw that away." Iida concluded.
Iida gazed around the room looking from one classmate to another. Most of the students who had not yet put forth their opinion were nodding, convinced by the pragmatism of Iida's argument. Even those who were against keeping the bowl seemed to realize they didn't have a logical counter argument, only ones based off emotion or ideals.
"That makes sense kero, I suppose we'll be keeping the bowl then?" Tsuyu asked, finger up to her lip.
Momo let out a sigh. "Fine, but can we move it somewhere out of sight at least?" Seeing no objection Momo picked up the bowl and put in a currently unoccupied cupboard out of sight in the common room. In the confusion of the argument no one noticed that Mineta swiped the letter with Midnight's kiss stain signature.
With the discussion of what to do with the bowl finally settled the students of class 1-A broke apart went their separate ways. Everyone fell back into their routine and the day went on as normal. Later Midoriya found himself walking from classes with his friends Iida, Uraraka, and Tsuyu.
"I'm surprised Iida, I thought you would have been on Momo's side." Midoriya commented. He always thought they had a similar temperament towards these sorts of things.
"Yeah, you were so cool, laying out the facts for everyone." Uraraka snickered remembering Iida's exaggerated hand movements.
"Well it was the logical conclusion." Answered Iida pushing his glasses higher up his nose. "There are no current school rules against having the condoms and we're all of legal age so there was no sense in letting Midnight's foresight go to waste."
"Besides, if a time comes that my classmates engage in such behavior, I would want them to be safe." Iida said staring pointedly at Midoriya and then Uraraka.
"Huh?" Midoriya tilted his head in confusion while Uraraka turned red at Iida's direct implication.
"Kero, I thought I was blunt." Tsuyu said.
Realizing that might have been too on the nose and embarrassed Iida blurted out. "I just remembered I have some class representative duties I need to fulfill, gotta go, bye."
"What was that about?" Asked Midoriya watching Iida fast walk at a barely rule abiding rate down the hall. He looked over at Uraraka who was still flustered. It finally hit him what Iida was getting at. Midoriya felt his own cheeks heat up as he remembered meeting Uraraka's eyes in the common room. What was she thinking about there?
"I'm going to go on ahead and get a start on my homework, see ya guys!" Uraraka said, face still red she ran down the hall, trying to hide her embarrassment from her friends.
Midoriya watched her go cursing himself for being so oblivious which had probably only increased her embarrassment.
"So, when are you going to ask her out?" Tsuyu asked.
Midoriya jumped, he had forgotten she was there. "What?! No, no, it's not like that! Uraraka and I are just friends." The thought of asking her out sent Midoriya into a mild panic as he thought of all the ways that could go wrong.
"Midoriya, watching you and Uraraka get flustered around each other is adorable but it would get frustrating if this went on all semester." Tsuyu said somberly.
"I just don't think she really feels that way about me, we're just friends. Sorry Asui." Midoriya replied.
Tsuyu just stared at him wondering how someone could be so blind. She decided to let it go for now to bring up a separate issue.
"You know Midoriya, when I tell you to call me Tsuyu because your my friend and then you don't, it makes me feel like we're not friends."
"What?!" Midoriya instantly jumped back into panic mode. "No, I just forget! I'm sorry Tsuyu, of course we're friends. I'll try really hard to remember for now on. I promise!" Midoriya paused in the hallway to face her as he said this giving her his full attention.
"Kero." Tsuyu was surprised. She had just meant to tease him a bit but Midoriya took her seriously and was genuinely upset at the idea that this was bothering her. Seeing him care so much made her happy, she felt little butterflies in her stomach. 'You're so lucky Uraraka…'
"Next time you forget, I get to whip you with my tongue." Tsuyu stuck out her tongue a few inches for emphasis.
"Haha…" Midoriya rubbed the back of his head, not sure if Tsuyu was joking or not.
"Hey Momo, wanna head back to the dorms together?" Jiro said greeting her friend after the school day was over.
"Of course." Momo gathered her books into her bag and headed into the hallway with Jiro.
"I've been meaning to say, thanks for having my back this morning. I know you probably don't really care about the bowl. I was worried for a moment I was going to be the lone dissenting voice of the class." Said Momo.
Jiro shrugged. "Don't worry about it. Honestly it kinda grossed me out how excited the boys got over it, especially Mineta. Like have some class guys."
"Yeah… I think I might have overreacted though, Iida was right in the end, there's no reason to take protection away from those who might want it." Momo said.
Jiro gave Momo a sidelong glance. "Do you ever….think about that kinda stuff?" She asked.
"What stuff?"
"Like sex stuff, do ever think about trying it?" Jiro asked hesitantly, her cheeks turning slightly pink.
Momo paused as the fantasy came easily to her. Shoto Todoroki, naked and on his knees, hands cuffed behind his back. She stood before him in a black leather dominatrix outfit, sexy and powerful. He looked up at her with a mixture of lust, need, and just a little fear. She smiled down at him and reached her gloved hand out to him to stroke his chin and-
"N-No, not really…" Momo answered, coming out of her spontaneous fantasy and avoiding Jiro's eyes.
The truth was Momo had thought about it, quite a lot. It started a few years ago one day when she was studying on her computer. She was going through the periodic table of elements one by one to get a better understanding of how she could incorporate different elements with her creation quirk. She went to google the properties of Beryllium and made a typo, instead of hitting BE she typed in BD and the search engine auto corrected to BDSM. That typo changed her life.
Momo wasn't necessarily a prude at the time, she had a basic understanding of sex and what it involved but she had never seen or imagined the types of things she found on the internet that day. It wasn't really the sex that fascinated her, it was the power dynamic. All Momo's life she was taught to be a proper lady by her family and the tutor's they employed. Proper behavior, proper eating protocol, the proper way to greet someone into your home.
Every interaction Momo had with the opposite sex up to that point was in a controlled environment, business meetings with other wealthy families or formal functions. It was always the same, they would introduce themselves, bow, compliment her or something her family had done. It was all so fake and Momo grew to resent it.
What she found on the internet that day was the antithesis of proper behavior and it fascinated her. The power was completely one sided. She delved deeper into this world she stumbled upon, studying forgotten for the day, she watched scandalous videos, browsed websites selling fetish equipment, read blogs. She was surprised to read that many people identified as subs and enjoyed this kind of treatment. They got pleasure out of feeling powerless and giving up control to someone they saw as powerful even if it was all a just an illusion or a bedroom game.
It had become Momo's guilty pleasure whenever she got time to herself to learn more about this fetish lifestyle. Her interest never faded but she had little outlets for it, so she would live vicariously through the internet, learning more all the time. Occasionally she would use her quirk to make replicas of the fetish gear she found online to see how it worked, how something like a ball gag would feel in her hand, or how she would look in one dominatrix outfit or another. She would discreetly throw the items away shortly afterwards so her family or the maids didn't find them.
Once there was a boy from another family who had taken quite a liking to Momo. He was a lot less formal than the others and for that reason alone Momo liked him as well. At the end of the meeting he was bold enough to kiss her hand in farewell. Her parents were scandalized, they talked about his imprudence all week muttering things about 'new money'. Momo never saw him again. Sometimes she wondered if she did some of the things she saw on the internet to him, would he have liked it? It always made Momo feel tingly thinking he would, that his desire for her would that great.
Once she starting getting ready to go to UA Momo put her guilty pleasure aside and focused solely on her academics. Her issues with high class society aside Momo appreciated the great lengths her parents went through to get her into UA on recommendation and to train her in her quirk. She wasn't going let that privilege go to waste, she wanted to be a hero first and foremost.
That was working out until today. When she saw that bowl of condoms it occurred to Momo just how far from home she was. No one here was going reprimand her about her behavior. If she wanted to she could pursue her interest in BDSM with someone. She saw the way the boys looked at her in her hero costume, she knew she was attractive and desirable, surely she could find a willing sub among them. The idea frightened her as much as it excited her and so in the end she made a case for getting rid of the condoms, hoping that with them gone so too would be the temptation to indulge in her twisted fetish. But her will was overruled by her classmates, and the seed of the idea was with her the rest of the day.
"What about you? Any guys your interested in?" Momo asked, hoping to distract Jiro from how flustered her impromptu question made her.
"Nah, seems like a waste of time." 'Not like any of the guys are interested in me anyway.' Jiro thought.
"What about Kaminari? You two talk a lot." Momo asked.
"He's got good taste in music but I don't think I'm his type." Jiro said remembering a conversation she had a week earlier in which Kaminari said she was easy to talk to because she was like one of the guys. Real great confidence booster that was. Not for the first time Jiro looked at Momo's body with a mixture of admiration and jealousy, no one would ever mistake her as just one of the guys.
"Besides he's kinda an airhead." Jiro added. Kaminari still didn't understand why she gave him the cold shoulder after that conversation.
"Speaking of airheads, how long do you think before Mina uses one of those condoms? She was practically more excited than Mineta." Momo said with a sigh.
Jiro chuckled. "That's because she actually has a chance to use one. I'll give her a week before she talks one of the guys into it."
"That quick you think?" asked Momo with a raised eyebrow.
Jiro shrugged. "Sure, she knows what she wants, Mina's not the type to hesitate to get it."
"Yeah…she's not…" Momo said thoughtfully, thinking of her own desires.
Mina was excited. She knew she was going to love dorm life, all her friends within walking distance, sleepovers, movie nights, parties, and Momo was just a quick trip away if she needed help with school work. Finding that gift bowl from Midnight was just one more thing to be excited about. Not just the sex, though that was something she was definitely looking forward to, but the gossip! Who's going to fall for who in class, who's going to be the best lover, who's going to get their heart broken? Delicious drama was coming to class 1-A and it made Mina so giddy she almost wanted to skip down the dorm hallway, but it was late now and she didn't want to wake anyone up.
Mina was determined to live this dorm life to the fullest. With that in mind she knocked on the door of her destination. After a moment Kirishma opened the door to his dorm room.
"Oh, hey Mina, what's up?" Asked Kirishma who was already in his pajamas.
"Heya Kira, catch." Mina smiled and then tossed a small object at him.
Kirishma caught it in the air and then looked to see what it was. He stared at the condom in his hand dumbfounded and then looked back to Mina who was grinning at him.
"I got a proposition for you." She said placing a hand on his chest and pushing him backwards into his dorm room. The door closed behind her.