By Saturday, they had their final day of cleaning duty. Bakugou had complained that they did such a shitty job cleaning the desks. Every morning, his was covered with sticky residue. When Uraraka and Deku's faces turned red, he assumed that he thoroughly humiliated them.

Little did he know, the pair took the privacy of the classroom to relieve themselves after an exhausting day of class. They'd finish cleaning by evening and jump into whatever sex position came to mind. Even if that meant humping Uraraka into the floor, it'd be unfair to let her go without satisfaction, right? Maybe they'd slow down eventually, but there was no reason to pace themselves at that point. They blasted through an entire pack of condoms.

Panting and lusting, Deku smashed his dick inside of her. He had pulled her ankles to his shoulders and pushed her back to the window. Playing with her earlobe, he savagely licked her neck.

"Hah," Uraraka whined. "Deku."

When she cried out like that, her voice always made him harder.

"Deku, can- hah - can they see me?"

He looked out the window to see a few students retreating to the dorms, but not enough activity to be of concern. He rapidly humped her into the glass. "No. You kept your shirt on so I don't think they can tell."

But her hair was splayed all over the place. Fog covered the window behind her.

"Eh? Hah, ah, ah, 'kay. So it's 'kay?"

"Huh, yeah. It's - it's okay," answered Deku between gasps. Why was it so difficult to pace himself that day?

He hugged her legs to his body. They rattled the window at the risk of attracting attention from inside and out. But that's why he had to be quick whenever they did it in the classroom. She had lost control, but she had to remain focused.

By his speed alone, his dick begged to bust. When his hungry hand gripped her ass again and spread her cheeks, he spurted his cum inside of her. To avoid a mess of course. It's like they had been training each other to orgasm quickly. She said she was still safe as far as she knew.

When he finished, Uraraka placed a hundred kisses wherever she could put her lips. Her pussy was still tight and soaking. But he couldn't go any further. After all they did that week, he knew he surprised himself when he managed to even shoot a load inside of her then.

Were things actually balanced between them?

Later that evening, Deku and Uraraka had decided to go out for ramen at a food stand that was close enough for them to get there and back before curfew. Of course, they stopped at their dorms to change into something more comfortable. After watching Uraraka suck on a striped straw with her cold and plump lips massaging the surface, his dick got so hard that it hit the underside of the table. He was too easy. Then, he had to watch her eat ice cream on that hot summer night.

Vanilla melting against her creamy skin.

She jokingly whispered to him that she'd give him head to make up for making him suffer. Then, she said she wanted him to think about fellatio every time he saw her drink from a straw. That was supposedly a joke, but he had a feeling that she had plans for the night.

As soon as they left the stand, she snatched him into an alley to make out with him. Before he knew it, she was on her knees with his manhood sinking down her ice cold throat. Deku had resolved to keep her desires satisfied even if that meant filling her mouth with his cream. And if she wanted to condition him to get aroused anytime he thought of straws, then this was the way to do it.

Uraraka absolutely swallowed him. He told her that she didn't have to, but she said that she wanted it that way. He got in the habit of caressing her cinnamon brown hair whenever he was close to cumming, but he didn't want to seem like he was forcing her to stay on his dick. He'd have to repay her that night. Hopefully, she'd forgive him for being this spoiled. Steps of a crowd from a neighboring school passed by.

Deku jumped out and crouched down to hide his erect dick. He covered his mouth. That was too close. What would they do if someone actually caught the?

When they reached the dorms, the commons were empty. No notebooks sat at the coffee table, and he checked the kitchen to make sure no ovens or rice makers were on because by the look and Uraraka's eyes she probably wanted to do it before they made it to his dorm.

Deku caressed Uraraka's cheeks before kissing her. He could smell her and suddenly got the urge to go further. Of course, that escalated without him thinking. "I should probably clean you up before we go upstairs, right? I don't want anyone seeing you like this. It's all on your thighs and dripping down your legs. You got pretty wet again." He tried to give a valid reason as to why he needed to eat her out. She always got wet when giving him pleasure.

"I can't help it! I just get so excited - seeing you have to cover your mouth so you don't scream - it's really cute. Then, you start to caress my hair."

"It's okay but since no one is here, maybe we should just do it right quick just in case."

If he looked back at this moment later on, it wouldn't make any sense. At the bottom of everything, he just couldn't keep his hands off of her. The kitchen counter allowed for enough privacy so that they could move it anyone walked in.

Deku got on his knees and braced his hands on either side of her hips before eating her out with his bushy green hair rubbing against her belly. He knew she loved running her fingers through his mop and welcomed it when he felt her finger tips on his scalp.

Gripping her cheeks, he slowly pushed his tongue in and felt her wet thighs push against his face. Then he turned to lick them with the full of his tongue. She flinched and pulled him closer to her by hugging his head with her thighs.

"Deku," she whined under her breath. She bit her lips.

The tip of his tongue flicked at the bud between her groin's lips. And she twitched even more. "It's okay, Uraraka. Just relax."

"Ha, I'm trying. It feels too good."

He continued licking her depths. Pleasure leaked from her as her hips arched and he held her ass so that he could reach her deeply.

Uraraka murmured a few words among quiet squeals.

Was he being too eager again? He focused on the outside of her womanhood and licked her thighs again. That was his aim, right? If she wanted to last then maybe it'd better if they waited.

But, among his pause, Uraraka pulled his head to her and grinded against him with his nose rubbing against her bud and his mouth kissing her groin's lips.

Steadily, he swelled. Her dominance brought him to full blown arousal once again.

Then, a sound came to a window of the commons.

He jumped away. What was that?

The window was pitch black. No one was there. He heard silence.

Deku gripped his chest and breathed, "You finished?"

She shook her head. That was a lie, wasn't it? Oh no.

But, if he didn't stop soon, he'd have a difficult time holding back.

Uraraka stood on the tile floors of the kitchen, binding herself with her own arms.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Deku pressed his lips to hers and slowly pushed his tongue past to taste her. Caressing her cheeks, he dropped his weight against her with his bulging length at her hips. She pressed back and desperately gripped his back.

She shook and gasped softly against his mouth. Juices poured down her legs onto the kitchen floor in a bigger mess than she was before. Her hair had lost its roundness and she was desperately clung to him before pulling away to pant. "Hah, hah," she breathed.

Oh, so she was telling the truth. The kiss caused her to cum.

The corner of Deku's mouth twitched as he huffed hot air from his nostrils. He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist while he continued kissing her. Carrying all her weight to the couch, he reached up under her t-shirt and rubbed her nipples just to hear her moans then to feel her. They were as soft as her fingertips.

Deku caressed her cheeks and stared into her eyes filled with shame. He rested his head on her shoulder and stroked her bare thigh. "You're still aroused, aren't you?"

He stroked her nipples again and felt them swell. No, she was even more aroused than before. Deku lifted up her skirt to examine her reddish-pink folds. Her plump bud was still obvious to him.

Deku was getting hard. Too hard. His stiff scrotum throbbed just by looking at her. Somehow he was full and needed to release everything he had.

"Mhm, it's like I'm still really hungry down there," she explained as she fumbled to catch his dick in her hands and then plopped down onto it.

"Huh?!" gasped Deku before he realized he was already halfway inside. He could feel her tightening by the second as she struggled to push it in further.

She let out a frustrated chuckle as she continued moving her hips up and down half of his dick. "It always feels too big when I'm this hungry. Maybe I'm getting too excited," she said. This time, she used a little more force to push down.

Deku hugged her tightly to cuddle with her breasts. She was so warm inside and out. He rolled her nipples between his knuckles. This was why she didn't have to try hard to convince him. "Uraraka," he sighed as he kissed her neck while fondling her breasts. "Relax, okay? I'm still here."

Usually, she was saying something like that when he fumbled and dropped the condoms.

"Are you bigger than normal?" she asked with a drooling grin as she looked down between her legs. "It's like I really gotta squeeze it in."

Deku pushed his thumbs against her nipples repeatedly. "Take your time," he muttered against her neck as he kissed her skin. His muscles bulged against her body.

"Then, I can't stop moving my hips," she said through a struggling groan. "Mmmm. Dekuuu. I'm gonna get wet again if you keep touching me like that."

Deku stayed silent as he grit his teeth to help shove her hips down. Then, he let out a groan. "Guh! I think it's in."

"Ehhh?" Uraraka's wide eyes looked down between her legs than up at Deku like she was both surprised and fearful of how it filled her. Her pink blushes turned to red. "I'm cumming!" she said before leaning her head back and slapping against his lap.

He leaned back and let her use his dick to rub against her wet inner ridges. She deserved it after working so hard that week and waiting for so long. He lied down on the couch and had her bounce with a careful hand behind her just in case she lost balance. Louder than her muffled moans, his dick slapped inside of her at a consistent rhythm.

She repeated his name each time she sank down onto him with her womanhood clutching onto him. It took more effort to pull off of him than it did to go down, but she arched her back to pull away each time and keep the pace.

Her breasts bounced in her t-shirt and he lifted it for just a peek. Then he touched it just to remember what they felt like. Then.

Then.

Even at her quick speed and cries, he had to have more, so he flipped her beneath him before lifting her ankles up to her ears. "Sorry, Uraraka. You were working so hard. I figured I'd help out."

But that wasn't it. He really wanted to get down deeper inside of her to properly push his penis to her depths and watch her wild smile. Kissing her, he pushed his tongue a bit too eagerly against her throat until she gagged. But she liked gagging so that was okay.

The walls inside of her pulsed and he pushed her legs down so that he could reach further inside of her. He slowly stirred her a few times to get it in nice and deep. "I don't think I've ever gotten this deep, Uraraka."

She bit her lip so that she didn't scream his name.

He kissed her so she didn't have to strain herself. When he used a few gentle fingers and played with the outside of her womanhood, he heard her gasp. And tremble and shake and wildly moan. She was cumming again. He could feel it by the way her groin twitched. Uraraka arched her hips then sank them, but that didn't stop Deku.

He lifted her by her back and groped her breast before sucking on it and slowly humping her waist.

She squirmed and sharply inhaled before quaking again. "D-deku!" she cried. Uraraka bit down on his shoulder and sucked at his skin with her limp tongue allowing hot drool to drip down his body.

That was okay for her to squeal again. He knew he wouldn't last much longer.

She had been getting tighter since she came the last time. He was close to shooting jizz into her. His entire dick consistently hit a wall but it always stretched her very limits. He could barely think, and she had lost all her words but his name.

He took her by the chin for another kiss.

"Cum," she panted out as she weakly pushed her hips up. Her eyes rolled back.

Sweat dropped from his hair. He panted and split her legs apart for a deeper angle. Throbbing against her, he finally released a load without thinking. But she was safe so it was okay. He kept thrusting to ride out the waves of pleasure. Again. And once more.

Then one last time.

It didn't matter that her hair had flattened or that she had sweat on every inch of her body or that her eyes had rolled to the back of her head. Or that she hadn't stopped drooling.

"I'm so glad we're friends, Uraraka."

A/N: How'd you like that last line?I made sure to never mention love or feelings throughout the entire story. But I definitely wanted to hammer the nail in for that last part.Anyway, I had an idea for an epilogue with no sex in it to go deeper into the emotions and potential romance, but maybe it's best to let you imagine Uraraka's reaction on your own.Or maybe it's better to put sex in the epilogue too.