Everyone read extremely supportive of this fiction, so I think my alcoholism is approved...I mean um...shit there's no escaping this one

Yes most of these incidents are based off of the antics of a few real life incidents...

Hiro: At least we were fun drunks.

That is true!

Hiro's POV

So what did I do, text Gogo. Why, probably because I'm insane. Out of all things though, I go with the most neutral approach I could possibly come up with.

"Hey."

Suddenly I get a phone call, I look at my phone as if it was a bomb.

I answer the phone stuttering as I'm walking away from the cafe, "Um...h-h-hello?"

I receive a just as uncomfortable reply, "Hey...um...wanna hang out."

That's actually the first time she ever asked me to hang out with her. I blush slightly, I mean come on, Gogo's asking me rather than the other way around...when does that ever happen?

However my thinking must have went longer than intended, "Hey dork, do you wanna hang out?"

There's Gogo, "Yeah, sure, your place?"

"Yeah...no dancing though."

I laugh nervously and by the time I ended the conversation, there I was already coming around the corner towards her place. I look at the door...yes she did just invite me but what if she was still uncomfortable about um...events happening. I sigh pacing back and forth when I hear the door open and my eyes must have been wide. There's her in a pair of black shorts and a matching shirt, her hair the usual and chewing a piece of gum. She was taking some trash out and she bends over the trash putting all the garbage away, revealing some clothing I won't mention in case a Gogo fanboy would be reading this...

Yeah stay away, she's mine with her Hello Kitty...fuck! I think the alcohol is still in my system. Anyway, she might not even see me that way, but wait didn't she invite me? I don't know, fuck even at 21 I don't even know anymore, it's like I'm 14 again! Fuck!

She giggles, "So, dork? Are we coming in or standing out here?"

She pops the gum to emphasize her point and she was smiling! Maybe it was 7 years of change...no it wasn't because last night she was about as stoic as she normally is minus her snarky attitude. Then there's her right now, smiling and welcoming me inside rather than sounding like she wants to shove me in a locker. It'd be considerably harder being that I'm about two heads taller now, I'm even having to duck to come into her apartment. Am I really that tall now?

I just plop down on the couch, "So um...yeah...it's funny."

She sits right next to me as she turns back on the Dark Knight Rises. She giggles, "What is?"

"I'm still nervous around you after 7 years."

"Well you weren't last night."

The air becomes tense we both suffer the same awkwardness.

"Gogo, if we were left here, do you think we would have?"

She laughs, "Yeah I think we would have."

"At least we would make beautiful babies."

She sighs as if day dreaming, "Yeah, we would."

I wave my hand in front of her, this definitely wasn't the Gogo I pictured talking to after our drunken shenanigans last night.

I ask, "So um...Wasabi said you weren't mad."

"Mad about what?" Ok, it's getting scary how happy she's sounding...seriously.

"About um...us...me making out with you and..."

She places a finger on my lip and she says, "Technically I made out with you."

I sigh, what was the point, "Is there really a point to keep it a secret anymore?"

She shrugs returning a bit to her old self, "That depends what it is?"

"That I like you."

She pauses the movie laughing, "Dude, you are like so obvious and it just became more obvious last night!"

I blush, "You mean, you knew I liked you?"

"Well I mean...I saw you taking glances and who else sends me Valentine's Cards. I was just waiting for you to woman up and say it."

That's it! "For one, it's man up and two, How do you know it was me?"

She rolls her eyes returning fully to her normal self again, "Well you didn't exactly adapt different hand writing."

I cross my arms, "So what if I don't confess that I like you?"

She leans into my chest and traces her soft fingers down my chest...butterflies stirring in my stomach as she teases me and my face burning fifty shades of red.

She giggles, "You really don't have to, but it would be nice to hear."

"Sad it took alcohol to bring this up."

She shrugs, "It's gotta start somewhere."

"So um, Gogo?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you um...be um..." What's wrong, why can't it come out?

"Do you wanna try this?" I end up rewording, I mean it isn't wrong, right?

She nods her head and she sighs, "Hiro I would love to...but you have to teach me how to twerk."

I groan, face-palming, "Really?"

She giggles, "Come on, dork, teach me how to twerk. It's not right you know how to and I don't. I mean, you barely have an ass."

Really, I look over, "I do too have an ass."

She smirks, "Prove it."

"Oh no, you're not getting it that easy!"

Incoming fingers, jabbing my ribs for ticking...fuck she had tickle spots too, but it's too much.

"Gogo, stop!" I start laughing and I get off the couch to escape and the thing about hungover dressing is that you don't put everything on...so down goes my pants without a belt...and underwear. I feel a series of slaps.

"Damn, you're white, let's get some color in there!"

I try to escape but she over powers me and I'm being man-handled.

"Why didn't you wear underwear!" She laughs causing me to scream.

"Gogo, please stop!"

I try to pull my pants back up but she's insistent.

"Gogo, you're going to see everything else!"

"Yeah, duh!" She says as if that was the most obvious thing in the world...well it was, but I didn't wanna get laid in the state I'm in now, besides, I'm being handled like a bitch right now. I escape pulling my shorts up. She's giggling, "Alright, you got a butt, I admit."

I cross my arms, "You owe me."

She tries to look intimidating and for the normal person, it would work, "You wouldn't dare!"

Maybe that's why she liked me, I didn't back down...all the time...just the occasional times, but not all the time.

But here we are...I grabbing her wrist and throwing her over my lap, yanking her shorts down and sure enough revealing a butt covered by white cotton Hello Kitty panties that nobody would suspect her wearing...ok maybe Honey Lemon would.

She's threatening, "Hiro, I swear to God!"

SLAP SLAP SLAP

She growls, "It's your birthday dork! OW!"

Of course I enjoyed this and the only consequence to this whole thing would be what most guys would want anyway...hopefully she won't be in the mood...or maybe just a cuddling mood...guys, I'm not into just banging her right away, ok. I know it's weird for guys to say, but that's just me!

Then I realize I'm actually slapping her ass hard and causing her to kick and moan like a child getting a spanking. I was just about to stop when she whispers, "Please don't stop."

And you certainly didn't have to tell me twice! Here we were, sober, not influenced by alcohol having possibly one of the greatest moments of my life, slapping away at the very part of a beautiful woman who swayed her hips ever so slightly, as if teasing me, punishing me for my lack of initiative. She was right, I needed to man up all along!

And my statement about not having sex, I just need to man up!

I stand her up and there we were, making out passionately...my shorts coming down, her shorts coming down...clothes covering the floor and one squeaky bed frame and if it were thin walls, very pissed off neighbors. I'll be honest...I never had sex before guys and it felt amazing!

There was no thinking, no training, no practice, just trial and error guys and for some reason she loved all of that. It wasn't like what I hear most guys say they do or the awkwardness...that came later. Just threw her in that bed and held her down as she begged for more...

Gogo's POV

He must have done this before, how could he have not! It was as if he was just training all his life just to have sex...no make love to me! He knew the way I liked my hair being pulled, the way I like my ass grabbed as if his hands were built specifically to grope around it and lift me, tossing me into my own bed. The way his hands clamp down on my shoulders, feeling my breasts causing a flood of estrogen to go into overdrive...I was definitely a woman to this point, no longer the dominant one in the room.

The way he would just position himself and not even the awkward exchange of where his penis goes...ok maybe he watched porn, but damn it he seemed like he knew what he was doing. Was he wearing a condom, fuck no, did I care, fuck no! He was all I needed. Him being all over me wasn't enough...I just claw him, bringing him close as if at any moment he would just disappear and I was just fantasizing as what happened many times before...

Hiro's POV

Fuck, she's scratching my back..does she want me to stop, but then she moans, "Fuck me, Hiro...please fuck me!"

I comply, doing what I guessed was the right answer as I vigorously use my pelvic muscles to penetrate.

Condoms are recommended when engaging in sexual activity.

Stop thinking of Baymax...but he was right as I felt myself building pressure. Not wanting to have a little Hamada running around I moan loudly, "I'm about to cum!"

She moans, "In my ass..."

I look at her strangely but her eyes pleaded so I pull out...the build up there but not coming too soon. She quickly gets on her knees and I spread her cheeks, but this might be hard...I could tell as I stick it around and feel dryness compared to the wetness of my cock. I use some of the juices to lube it up and I shove it with a little force and she screams. Great, I'm hurting her now!

"Gogo, are you..."

"Cum in me, Hiro!" She says in a voice I could never imagine her saying it in.

I then repeat the same motion grabbing her hips and going to town on her ass. This was it Hiro, this was what you wanted for seven God damn years, take some pride in that shit Hiro! I could hear Tadashi screaming, coaching me...disturbing I know, but I'm pretty sure he wouldn't be...ok maybe in shock...

Anyway, squeaky bed frame, screaming Gogo, moaning twenty something finally pouring all of himself inside the woman he had a crush on for years. I lean on her panting, as she's also panting...her thighs soaked and laying on the bed as I pull out of her...that took my breath away...like more than any mission or exercise we've done. I just lay right beside her and she kisses me, somehow causing my um...organ to become erect again however also very sore as she gently touches it, rubbing it soothingly.

I happily sigh, "Well I guess it's no secret now."

She smirks, "You think?"

Guys, I did not mean for that to turn into a Lime/lemon (No not you Honey Lemon!)

But I guess that what happens when I'm writing about confession of feelings in a two shot.

I can't go anywhere else with this unless you want a Lime between the others.