FYI This only has 4 chapters, so these'll be going fast

"Are you sure you want to keep helping?" Asui asked for probably the tenth time now as she packed away the last batch of old books she was going to sell in a cardboard box before duct-taping it shut. She was currently at her house with Izuku, who graciously stepped up to volunteer his time helping with the large-scale cleanup that took place twice a year. "This isn't even your house….."

Izuku shrugged as he hoisted the large box onto his shoulder with only a slight grunt of effort. "Well, true but…..I mean, come on, you come back to your house to take care of your younger siblings while balancing schoolwork and training in your own time. Everyone needs help every now and then. Besides, we're already halfway there. And isn't this what being a hero's fundamentally supposed to be about when all is said and done? Being an altruistic busybody?"

Asui slowly exhaled through her nose in defeat, unable to come up with a retort for that rhetorical question. But she couldn't help cracking a warm smile as he disappeared down the stairs. This was one of the rare days when the Asui family was absent except for her.

"Okay, That's the last of the heavy stuff, right?"

"Yup. I think we can take a break. Would you like something to cool off? We usually keep the air conditioner off, since…..you know….."

"Right, your Quirk doesn't allow thermal homeostasis and I'm assuming that's a trait that runs in the family. And yes, please, I'd love some water." Rolling his shoulders back several times, Izuku scowled in discomfort as he found there was a slight crick in his neck before wiping the sweat off his face with a shirt sleeve.

"You don't have to be so reserved. We do have an assortment of juices, milk and green tea. Or should I be worried that you'll raid the fridge when I'm not looking?"

"Wha-no! No, I'm not going to――"

"I'm kidding." She covered her mouth, stifling a giggle.

"I….can never tell if you're joking when you say most things with a straight face."

"That's what makes it funny. Ribbit. So, do you still want plain tap water? Or should I come back later to take your order?"

"…..I'll have some green tea then, please. Thanks." Izuku sat down on the living room couch, letting the furniture take his weight. Most of the boxes they had filled up and moved out just outside the shed were old but still usable clothes, as well as old books and knick-knacks that they wouldn't use or need in the future that would be distributed to various charities and secondhand bookstores. Now all that was left to do was give the place a nice onceover with a vacuum cleaner and wiping down the various surfaces. They had a lot of ground to cover considering it was a house for five, but they were making good time and hopefully would finish before lunch at the pace they were going.

Izuku stared up at the ceiling, imagining what it must be like in his froggy friend's shoes. Listing all of the things that he would have to do as well as prioritizing them depending on the situation was already giving him a slight migraine, not to mention doing it consistently and without fail. Getting in some me-time almost seemed impossible, and yet she was holding everything together. It was nothing short of amazing and at the same time extremely convincing as to why she has such a good head on her shoulders, being generally mindful, among other things.

"Here you go."

"Thanks." Sitting on the couch next to each other with about half a meter of space between each other, they sat and drank in silence. The sun was reaching its peak in the cloudless sky, beating down on the earth, its heat passing through the veranda's screen door, washing a wave of heat through the living room.

"So…..um, Asui….."

"Yes?"

"About what happened before…back there…"

"Let me guess. You still have doubts because it feels wrong."

"Yeah…" Finishing his tea, Izuku continued, choosing his words carefully. "I mean…..you two already have a functional relationship going, one that's healthy, born of mutual respect from what I can see. And I don't know if you've made…..commitments. No-not that it's any of my business, well, it kind of is now….but regardless, it just…..it doesn't sit well with me when I entertain the possibility that I may be the cause to wreck what you two already have. If not now, somewhere along the way in the future."

"That won't happen." Asui said firmly. "I won't let it. She won't either. Listen, as far as I know, you've never had a romantic relationship or any sort of intimate contact, right? Well, until…..back there." Seeing Izuku give a small nod in silence, she continued, "And I get it. We're asking you to jump hurdles and hoops that are far more complicated than the more…conventional and orthodox kinds of relationships with one partner which you have yet to go through."

"Mm-hmm."

"And I know that…..we're asking a lot, and I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable for doing what we did, putting you in that position. But I just want you to know that our feelings are genuine, you're not just a…convenience for scratching an itch."

"Well…considering we shared a first kiss, I can't really bring myself to blame you. Or her. I mean, we all consented to it, and I don't have a frame of reference after only two kisses, but…it did feel amazing." Izuku turned his face away to hide the smile creeping onto his lips. "So um, when did you and Tokage get together?"

"Not that long ago. A little bit after the UA School Festival. After the showcasing, Setsuna and I went around some stalls, had some fun and…..well, you saw what that led to."

The image of the two girls kissing immediately came to mind, but he hastily dispelled it from his mind. "Huh. Right, okay, let's get the rest of the stuff out of the way and we can get back to the dorms without worrying about curfew and Mr. Aizawa passive-aggressively chewing us out." Izuku particularly couldn't afford any further reprimands for not honoring rules and regulations with his no-nonsense homeroom teacher. "And…..your parents probably wouldn't like the sight of a guy from school in their home. Even if it was just to help clean up."

"They don't know."

"Wait, what?"

She began counting off on her fingers. "My dad's at work on his nine-to-five schedule as per usual, mom is on her shift at a part time job, and my siblings are having a sleepover at their friend's house and won't be back until they get dropped off at the front door tomorrow. It's pretty rare that everyone in the house is gone like this."

"Oh….ooooh…" Izuku slapped his palm on his forehead for his naiveté. "You planned this, didn't you?"

"Ribbit. Can you blame a girl for trying?" Asui asked, scooting a little closer to Izuku.

"I should…but I don't."

"Hmm? Why not?" She whispered, her lips barely a finger's width away from his ear.

"As much I'm having a hard time coming to terms with admitting it…..I guess I wanted…..something like this. Ma-maybe not exactly this, but just…..something more, if that makes sense. Not really sure how to put it in words."

"Well…" Closing the distance, she planted a quick smooch on Izuku's freckled cheek. "There's no rule saying we have to put a label on it. Not yet, at least. We can't rush these sorts of things."

"I-I guess so." Izuku mumbled, face going red as a Christmas ornament, freckles and all.

"So just to clarify: commitments aside, you're not entirely opposed to the idea of…..well, being intimate with both me and Setsuna?"

"Um…..I'm still trying to, you know, come to terms with the fact that I'm even entertaining the attempt to ease into this situation I'm in. Uncharted territory and all that. So while I most certainly do have mixed emotions and healthy doses of trepidation and hesitation, that's about it."

"Good to know. Then I guess it's up to us to stop you from changing your mind."

Feeling a hand on his cheek, Izuku was slowly made to face Asui who gave him a peck on the lips while the other hand slowly pushed him back against the couch backrest. "Um….this might not be the best place for…..this…not that I'm opposed to it, since that seems to be part of the reason why I'm here….."

"Yeah. You're right. Let's go to my room."

"Your….?"

"It's just a room, don't worry. You've seen all the girls' rooms at the dorms for a competition for best interior decor, haven't you?"

"W-with the entire class, yes, but this is….it's different!" Izuku rebutted, waving his hands all over the place wildly like a manic conductor of an orchestra. "It's just me, and this your actual home, yo-your domicile! It's-the…the context and…..you know what, never mind. Never mind, just….forget I said anything."

With a chuckle, Asui took the boy by his wrist and guided him upstairs. "Anybody ever tell you how cute you get when you're flustered?"

"Aside from you or Tokage, no….Well, there's Kacchan's mom, but that was a long time ago and with a different nuance."

"I see." Following her, he felt himself tense up out of both nervousness and some semblance of anticipation. He wasn't sure what to expect, much less what sort of response would be correct, or at least courteous and appropriate. Her room décor was simple but relaxing, with the white walls painted in palm tree-like foliage designs, green curtains and a rather tropical aroma from a candle on the windowsill. A simple desk was at one corner next to a bookshelf adjacent to the wall and in the opposite corner was a bed with lime-green linens, lily-pad shaped pillows, a small plushie of Kermit, and a bedside table with drawers.

"What do you think?"

"It's…..it definitely seems like a great place to relax. All you need is a potted plant or something. Like a-a Japanese peace lily. You know, t-to…to oxygenate the room. So, um…..what were you planning on doing here?" Izuku knew he sounded like an utter moron. Family elsewhere for the day, being asked to help around the house, the fact that she was wearing a thin, border-striped camisole top and jean shorts――the setup made everything quite obvious.

"Well, since you asked," Asui replied quietly as she closed the door behind her, "I was thinking….we could pick up where we left off in class. If you're willing."

"…Okay….." Izuku took a deep breath or two of the aroma candle, which smelled like a mix of the ocean and herbs to steady himself and turned around. There his friend and classmate stood, back against the door, looking expectantly, patiently, at him. This was not the classroom, there was no rain, nor the need to worry about being interrupted. It was just her and him, in her room. The gap between her was roughly half a dozen steps which he closed slowly, fighting back at the instinct to just jump out the window or wish for spontaneous combustion.

Before he knew it, she wasn't even an arm's length away, looking up at him as she swallowed hard. Although she did have features reminiscent of a frog due to her Quirk, Tsuyu Asui was no less beautiful than any of the girls he knew, Mutant-type Quirk holder or not. Brushing stray strands of hair away from her forehead, Izuku planted a soft kiss on her forehead. Then another, and another, and another, trailing them down the bridge of her nose until his lips met hers.

They were feathery and light smooches, which Asui returned as she received one, rhythmically, going back and forth like the calm, waning tide, connecting their lips and pulling apart. "You don't have to be that gentle, Midoriya." Asui giggled as she pressed a finger on Izuku's lips. "But I do appreciate your care and respect for this…..weird thing we kinda strong-armed you into agreeing."

"I-I'm the one that said yes to it, so do-don't blame yourself too much for it."

"See? This is why. You're so kind. And sweet. But…..I'd like to see more of your passionate side. Like our first kiss."

"Um…..you…..you sure?"

Asui raised a brow as she looked up at Izuku with a mild hint of annoyance. "You think I don't get rough with Setsuna from time to time?"

"Uh…..well…."

Asui giggled again as she rose on her toes to kiss the tip of the befuddled boy's nose before hugging him to herself. "It's a rhetorical question."

"…..Right. Sorry."

"Don't apologize." Her hands caressed his shoulders, slender ones for a boy his age but far broader than her own. The boy that saved her life.

"Sorry….." Izuku wanted to slap himself the moment the word left his lips.

"What did I literally just say?"

"Sor-" He stopped himself and sighed. "I….I'm going to shut up now."

"Whatever you say, ribbit. Sooo, about that passionate, rough side I want to see…"

"Okay…..but just….i-if I overstep, feel free to throw me off o-o-or something." With that, Izuku gingerly moved towards Asui, sandwiching her against himself and the wall, feeling her heat rising alongside his own. As her lips hungrily claimed his own, his tongue wrestled its way through her lips and teeth. He felt her lightly grinding against him again, which he responded in kind by matching her pace and letting his fingers massage her thigh. Hearing sensual hums and moans escape her lips in between the near-suffocating kiss, Izuku brought her leg up off the floor, wrapping it around his waist.

Asui did the same with her other leg, making him instinctively pull her up off the ground as he massaged her buttocks brusquely, serving only to further to stoke the fire in her belly. Running her hands through his curly hair, she gave it an equally brusque tug, pulling his face upwards as she extended her tongue, pushing his back into his mouth and retaliating with her own, far longer one.

This led to Izuku letting out a strange muffled croak as her tongue moved with purpose as if it had a mind of its own, stroking the roof, the tongue, the gums and the surface of every tooth.

Feeling the scalding pulse of each other's sex, breathing only became a secondary priority as the door creaked and groaned on its hinges, enduring every ounce of pressure generated from the two grinding against each other, their moans muffled by the heavy kissing and their racing hearts pounding louder by the second.

Izuku felt his muscles screaming to end the near-anaerobic strain while the girl's powerful lower limbs crushed what little air was left out of his lungs, which he obliged by carrying the girl and pushing her down onto her bed. Finally succumbing to the brain's blaring siren to take in oxygen, the two broke apart, panting and gasping for their life in a sweaty tangle of limbs. "Was….that enough?"

"Ho-ly….crap…..That was amazing…" Asui gasped weakly, wiping the saliva dribbling down her chin as she felt her womanhood twitching from continuous light jabs of an orgasm moistening her through her clothes while Izuku's pulsing bulge rubbed her up, turning her body into goo. While she did request his passionate side, this was more than just a newfound sensuality. And she absolutely loved it.

"Yeah…..that was…wow….." But he wasn't done yet. The heat of action and the lack of air-conditioning accelerating the perspiration, making his shirt damp and sticky. A cloud of lustful hunger quickly shaded all sense of propriety as he pulled it off and tossed it to the side, proceeding to part Asui's knees and bury his face between her legs, hypnotized by the alluring musk emanating from the small stain on her crotch as his fingers traveled across her thighs.

Asui's hands instinctively clasped around the back of his neck to bring him in closer. Even from above the layer of denim, she could feel the coarseness of his tongue lapping her up rhythmically but with vigor. Although he was ignorant in the ways of pleasing a woman intellectually, his instincts were more than compensating for it, and it was precisely that instinctiveness, the pure and raw emotion, that made it feel different. His earnestness was much appreciated and…adorable, in a way.

"Yes….yes, right there….keep going, keep going…yesssss…..oooohh….."As she moaned in pleasure, she felt her jean shorts being pulled off, lingerie and all, falling soundlessly on the floor in a heap next to his shirt. She didn't resist on account of excitement and curiosity. How far exactly will his instinctive methods take her?

As Izuku raised her legs to be draped over his shoulders, his fingers began caressing her insides as well. He gasped at first from the tingly heat and moistness conducted to his fingers while convulsing like a whole different organism. Though slightly disoriented at first, Izuku soon found a regular rhythm in several areas that seemed to make her convulse and moan the most. Those moans soon turned to screams reaching a higher octave as the movements of Izuku's tongue within her changed, the entire length lapping up every fold of the labia before twirling around the clitoris while fingers tapped in staccatos at her G-spot, setting off explosions of white in her mind until a lightning bolt of pleasure struck, spraying her juices over his face and on the sheets. Even then, he ignored her ecstatic cries and whimpers of mercy as she squirmed, quivered and twisted in his grasp, while he greedily drank in every last drop of her that she had to offer.

"O-oh….oh my goodness…..f-for someone still trying to ease into this situation, you sure didn't hold back. Ribbit….That felt amazing!" Asui could feel her animal side of her Quirk egging her on to return the favor, but everything below her stomach felt numb. The only thing she could manage was to sit up.

"Th-thank you…..I guess?" Izuku chuckled, wiping his face with his forearm. The tangy taste of her juices still lingered in his mouth and nose, while his eyes remained slightly hazy, keeping him under the blissful spell of pheromones. "Um, I-I didn't…..hurt you. Right?"

"Hur-no. No, anything but." She leaned in, giving him a quick smooch on the cheek. She whispered, "that…..was probably one of the best orgasms I've ever had. And you made it possible, so I think you deserve a reward."

"Um…..okay….u-uh, hey, As-Tsu….?"

"I keep telling you to call-oh….." She stopped midway of tugging Izuku's pants off, realizing what had just happened. "Wow, you actually called me Tsu."

"I figured I should, you know, start getting used to it since we're…..well, o-on more…..intimate terms now――physically, psychologically, spiritually――than just platonic friends." That remark earned him another kiss on the cheek.

"I'm glad you think so. Now, about that reward….." Asui's eyes glinted mischievously as she gently pushed Izuku onto his back, slowly unbuttoning her camisole and slipping it off. Licking her lips, her tongue then elongated and tugged his pants and trunks off.

"This…..is kind of embarrassing….." With his hands covering his face out of sheer mortification, Izuku's voice was a muffled mumble at best. As much as he wanted to just curl up into a ball and die, Asui's hands had gripped him firmly by the shins.

"Says the guy that shucked my shorts, and went down on me like a dog dying of thirst." Izuku could find no words of either rebuttal or denial, only uselessly opening and closing his mouth while his mind desperately tried to say something. But that train of thought was interrupted by her fingers tracing his stomach. "If it makes you feel any better, it's my first time as well. So try not to be too disappointed when I can't match what you did to me."

"I don't even know where to set the bar to begin with, so do-ooooohhhhh….whoa…..aaaaahhhh….." Izuku's hands immediately snatched at the headboard, gripping it till his knuckles turned white, the jolt of sudden wetness and heat enveloped his cock. One that slithered along its length as it grew with every pump of the accelerating heart, in a painfully slow pace. He shuddered, teeth chattering as his hips bucked upwards. Carefully letting go of one hand, it found its way to Asui's head, running his fingers through her hair.

Feeling Izuku's fingers upon her scalp, Asui hummed and purred at the sensation. Placing her own hand atop his, she made him press her head down, rhythmically, matching her pace bobbing up and down, which she gradually quickened, gently yet torturously constricting his cock while her fingers gently caressed its length. Hearing and feeling him squirm, quake and gasp in pleasure was a delightful sensation not only to give, but to share, giving rise to her libido unto heights yet unknown.

When Izuku finally climaxed grunting and gasping like a thousand blows had simultaneously landed in his gut, Asui felt both of his hands push her head down to the base of his shaft, the blast of scalding, viscous seed trailing down her throat and into her stomach like lava. Taking care to savor and swallow every last drop as he had taken care to, she released him from the grasp of her tongue.

"I…..can't feel my legs right now…..oh man…"

"You're welcome," Asui whispered with a chuckle. Snuggling in the crook of his neck comfortably while the high of the orgasm lingered, her tongue delicately traced her friend's ear as she guided his scarred hand up to her breast. It took only a matter of several minutes before she felt a hardness against her thigh draped over his body to which she reacted by swinging her other leg over him with her back turned towards him. "But…I was numb all over when you had your way with me. And I aim to change that." Plus, she had yet to slake her lust. As did Izuku, who wrapped his arms around her waist, his fingertips gently caressing her navel area.