A story requested by lexboss. Shout out to you girl, I know I have been a pain in the ass to work with, but here we are with chapter one. :)

Enjoy! Smut ensues!

Chapter 1: Honey Lemon

Hiro didn't know why he had to go back into the university, but he kept having the feeling that he forgot something. His brother Tadashi was busy talking to someone, a friend of his perhaps when he had decide sneak back towards the university. He entered the lab that his brother had brought him to before and as he scooped around a bit further, he caught sight of a figure moving back and forth in the depths of the lab. He turned the corner leading into the room Honey Lemon had been in, surprised to find she was still there, but shocked to find a much more different sight.

Honey Lemon had removed her white lab coat, leaving her in one of her homemade orange dresses. She had a wet towel in one hand wiping away that pink powder that still resided just above her cleavage. Hiro knew about human growth and development, he knew about the erection he had and exactly what it was from. It was from her eccentric personality, her intelligence, her beautifully shaped body that included her generously sized breasts and thin waist. She was so beautiful.

He approached her without saying a word, grabbing her wrist and dragging her from the lab and down the hall. Honey Lemon wasn't sure if she should be bewildered that she was turned on or scared that a fourteen year old boy was pulling her along down the hallway. They were making their way towards the restrooms and she kept lying to herself that he only wanted to help her clean up. The pink residue remained all over her still despite her previous ministrations in cleaning it, her bright pink heels clicking against the spotless white tile and Hiro keeping his nonstop pace directly towards the bathroom.

"Uh... Hiro... What about your brother? Is something wrong?" Her soft melodic voice slightly shaky, but not out of fear, it was out of arousal. She began to criticize her appearance and her smell and even whether or not she remembered picking matching underwear this morning. Hiro remained silent and Honey Lemon the same, when they arrived at the grey door with a male on the sign hanging from it he yanked her through the door, but his grip wasn't too strong, it was gentle... And his hands were soft. She wanted to feel what he could do with those hands.

He stopped them both in a stall of the bathroom and after locking the door, he turned to her. She was smiling nervously, she had just met him that day, but he was so cute and so cuddly. She decided to just enjoy what was coming because sex was something she hadn't relished in since she arrived at the university.

"A quickie?"

"Nope." Before she could address her confusion from his reply his lips were crushed against hers, the height difference was annoying to Hiro so he forced her down onto the closed toilet seat and stepped in between her open legs to deepen the kiss. She let out a moan against his soft lips, sinking her fingers deep into the black tresses of his hair. His hands grabbed at her clothes breasts and slender thighs, some of the pink residue rubbing off onto his palms and sweatshirt.
He reached down for her underwear beneath the tight skirt of the dress and slowly pulled them off, shoving them into the pocket of his pants for later. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer towards him, their lips nearly meeting by a centimeter.

"So um... Do you think you have what it takes?" She smiled brightly at him as though she hadn't asked the question, Hiro decided that he loved that smile.

"You worry about that when we get to it, Lemon." His hand dove down between her legs and she could feel it hover directly over her swollen heat, but he didn't touch her... All she wanted in the world was for him to touch her, move closer a few inches more and be done with it, but instead he grinned up at her an eyebrow raising at the whimpered expression on her face.

"Beg." He whisper, his voice dipping down to a much more seductive extent and Honey Lemon felt a series of unexpected shivers rack through her body.

"Please." Was all she breathlessly gasped, but he didn't move and her eyes widened when she realized... he, a fourteen year old boy, wanted more. "Please just touch me." She begged again, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

"Touch you where?"

"Touch my pussy!" He moved his fingers forward and brushed the tips of his fingers gently over her wet sex. He had seen one before, but he had never felt one. He had then decided that Honey had the best pussy ever known to man, it made him jealous that anyone else had ever touched her before. He slowly inserted a finger, having never known what it felt like inside a woman, he moaned, her moan following in suit.

"God, please just..." Hiro removed his hands and went to the belt of his pants and dropped them, he pulled down his bright red box revealing his hardened length. His eyes widened when she grabbed him and hooked her ankles behind his back to pull him closer, Hiro wasn't going to let that happened. He scooted forward and rubbed the tip of his cock up her slit.

"Please, please, please Hiro."

"What is the magic word?"

"Please..."

"No, not that word."

"Fuck me Hiro, please." Within seconds he had himself buried deep inside her, she let out a new of appreciation, but Hiro didn't move for the longest time it was only moment later when he began to thrust in and out, but in an extremely slow manner. She wove her fingers through his fluffy hair, staring him directly in the eyes as he continued his slow motions.

When she closed them and moaned he trusted harder, causing her to cry out. Her mouth gaped open and be brought one hand up to snatch her chin and force her lips onto his. She rolled her hips up, his one hand pressing against her navel to keep her down. Eventually his thrusts grew more erratic, they became sweaty messes lost in one another and covered in pink residue. Hiro cupped her breasts, massages her hips, and placed small kisses and nips down her neck. She cried out his name and he followed moments later, their pants in sync with one another, on top of each other as a collection.

He pulled his now limp dick out and smiled at her, she returned and they both left the stall without a word to wash themselves up at the sink. Hiro slapped her ass when she bent over to retrieve a towel she had dropped, she made a squeak and leapt away, looking over her shoulder at his sly grin.

"I am happy that I met you." She stated softly, her eyes half lidded and her cheeks blushed.

"Really? Well... I am happy that I met you." Hiro brought a hand up to itch the back of his head nervously, he suddenly became so shy, but only because she was so beautiful. "We should do again?"

"Of course." He smiled, she stepped over to him and leaned down to kiss his lips before Hiro stepped away and in a jolt of excitement went sprinting down the hall to go meet back up with his brother. He stepped casually down the steps, his brother turning to face him, Tadashi crossed his arms and curiously furrowed his eyebrows at him.

"What happened to you? I was about to go in there myself." Hiro shrugged, still recollecting his actions from earlier with a smirk.

"There was a long line in the bathroom." Tadashi giggled and they both turned to start walking away from the university.

"So what do you think?"

"I definitely want to go here!"