Lemon at Ao3
"I'd love to have a bit more fun with you, Zuzu, but Harley and I like to share sometimes." Ivy said as she and Izuku got cleaned up and dressed.
Izuku chuckled. "I can see-" He was quickly cut off by the redhead's lips firmly planted on his own. 'Huh, raspberry?'
"Something to tide you over til next time." She purred once they separated.
"I'll second that…"
Once they were presentable, Izuku reformed his armor and left to resume patrol. However he barely made it to another roof when the feeling of being followed came back. As if to confirm his suspicions, his audio booster caught the approaching rustle of fabric and he wheeled around in time to see Cheshire land nearby.
"Decided to pop up for real, huh?" He asked, noting she didn't seem to be taking an aggressive stance. "I'm guessing you haven't been following me just from curiosity."
Cheshire just stood there, her expression unreadable thanks to the mask she had on. Her head briefly tilted to the side before he saw something slip into her hands.
And she moved. Izuku barely had time to raise an arm up on reflex as the object unfolded into a fan; a fan edged with metal. It struck his forearm with a resounding clank. The armor kept him from injury, but there was enough force in the hit for him to feel the impact. "Whoa! The heck!?" He jumped back when she drew another edged fan, this one scraping across his chest. "What's your problem, lady?!" A glance at his arm showed there wasn't any damage, though he had no clue just how strong his armor really was.
Cheshire, however, remained silent as she pressed the attack, swiping at Izuku with the fans from nearly every angle, forcing him into defensive measures. The air was filled with the echoing ring of metal striking metal. 'Whoever said 'stronger than they look' wasn't kidding with her!' He thought, deflecting an overhand strike, only to have the other rake his visor. "Hey! All right, that's it!" Knocking away another strike, he quickly drew his tonfas. "Time to apply one of Batman's bigger lessons…"
"You're pulling to the left some, Midoriya." Batman noted, watching him spar with Supergirl. "Straighten your shoulder a bit."
"Huh? Oh, right." Pulling a bit, he moved in for a hit. Unfortunately, he straightened his arm a little TOO much. When Kara moved to deflect his hand, it slipped farther than she meant…
And landed palm first on her breast.
"Whoops." Kara muttered, looking down at the hand.
He stared in abject shock, face turning redder by the second, his hand squeezing slightly in reflex. "Uh...I-I...oh crud…!"
Batman quickly brought him out of it. "Midoriya, don't think about that. Remember, your opponent's gender is a non-issue. The only thing to really concern yourself with is how dangerous they are."
"I don't know what your problem is, Cheshire…" He forced her to jump back from a swing of his tonfa, "...but if you want a fight, you got it!"
The ring of colliding metal increased in intensity as tessen and tonfa collided. Now that he had a better way to counter, Izuku quickly went on the offensive. 'Gotta be careful, she's only been using those fans so far.' He thought, well aware that the speed she took out that group with meant she was a lot more experienced than him.
That bit of knowledge quickly raised a concern. 'Then...if she's intent on attacking…why isn't she using more than just the tessen?' He winced a little at the high-pitched metallic scrape as their weapons clanged off each other before getting lucky and pinning one of her fan between his tonfa. 'Huh?' He finally managed to get a closer look at it. The design was a grinning cat's face similar to her mask, but there was something off about the blade. 'This fan's got metal on it...but I can't see any sharp spots. The whole thing looks…'
It was then that his visor highlighted it, along with a readout.
'ANALYSIS: BLADE SHARPNESS: ZERO PERCENT. CUTTING LETHALITY: NONE'
"You're attacking me with blunt tessen!?" He blurted out as she pulled away, leaving the snagged fan with him.. "The hell?"
"Took you long enough to spot it." She said, her voice muffled slightly from the mask.
"Well it's kind of hard to see it when you're coming at me like a blender with them!" He retorted. "What's the deal?"
"Gonna have to be a little more specific, Zuzu." She replied, using an oddly teasing tone as she walked around him. She just reached his side when she dashed in with another strike from the fan she still had. Izuku reacted by deflecting it over his tonfa; although that left the other fan free for her to retrieve. Using it to deliver a pair of backhand swings he was able to counter, she quickly ducked out of the way of a couple of retaliatory punches with his tonfa before jumping away.
"Attacking me with blunt tessen; THAT deal!"
"Ah, you know, a little of this, a little of that."
"That's not an answer." He muttered.
"Aw, what's wrong, 'Zuzu'?" She asked, a near hint of mockery in her voice. "Don't like word play?" She flipped aside to avoid his grappler when he shot it.
"And that's not 'word play'." Izuku was starting to get annoyed with her. "Now are you going to answer or what? Dammit!" He had to knock away one of the fans when she flung it at him. 'Didn't even know those things were throwabe!'
"But I did answer."
Izuku could practically feel the girl's smug grin behind that mask. "I mean a straight answer, you vexing feline!"
"Then maybe you should ask a straight question."
"I DID!" He growled.
"Really? I didn't hear-" A scream of anger told Cheshire she may have pushed his buttons a little too much. The resulting tackle confirmed it as she quickly found herself pinned under an irate Izuku.
"For the last time; what do you want with me!?" He half-yelled, visor tapping against mask.
"Now that I can answer." She replied, her voice suddenly devoid of its former taunting tone.
Izuku started to respond when she suddenly wrapped her leg around him, her foot rubbing along his back and pulling him closer. A light, and rather sultry, giggle escaped her as she moved her mask aside just enough to show half her face. "To see if you can make this 'cute kitty' purr."
"W-what?" His visor slowly disengaged and lifted, as if in reaction to him trying to make sure he wasn't hearing things. As he did, an unexpected, albeit familiar sensation was hitting him...downstairs. His eyes widened when he realized exactly what it was. 'Raven what all did you and Jinx put in this suit?' "Are...are you going...commando?"
"Maybe." She purred, grinding against him.
"Um, you know I have a…" He trailed off when his visor lowered back down, this time with a pair of messages:
R: Go got it, babe.
J: Break her, Zuzu! 3 :3
K: What Jinx said! :p
He stared at the messages. "My luck cannot possibly be this odd…"
J'onn let out a chuckle. "Flash." He called over to the speedster, "Better bump the tally up to eight."