A/N: You all know what's about to happen.
But, I guess just in case.
SMUT/LEMON WARNING
Momo gazed at herself in the bathroom mirror, checking her nose over. It looked normal. The healing quirks at the hospital certainly did their job. And her concussion was gone as well. But, it wasn't about the physical problems that spawned from the crime. The problem was that it happened in the first place.
One crime.
One crime, one fight, one thug fought away from Izuku, and it ended with her in the hospital. She could easily chalk it up as an utter failure on her part. Since the Sports Festival, and with Izuku and Edgeshot's help, her self-confidence built up quite nicely. Her combat prowess was better than it had ever been, and her last multiple plans and on-the-spot ideas had worked. From the finals, to I-Island, to summer camp, to Kamino, to the license exam, she had done well. One could even say she did great.
She had fought All Might for goodness sake!
...Granted, she didn't technically win...and he was handicapped. But, it was still an achievement.
But, then one street punk gave her a concussion and broke her nose. Correction, she broke her nose from falling on her face in the middle of a fight.
...How heroic.
She shook her head and slapped her cheeks. She couldn't think like that. Not on her birthday. She was 16 and there was no way she was going to allow some drug peddler throw away everything she had built up.
"Happy Birthday Yaomomo!" Momo smiled as her face was squished against Mina's, and the pink girl's arms wrapped tightly around her friend. She had left her room and had just made it to the first floor before Mina collided with her. "I didn't see you come in last night! I heard about the fight and got worried when I figured out you went to the hospital."
And there it was again.
With how hectic things had become, Momo was happy to have at least a single day of peace. But, the events of the day prior had been attacking her mind. As confident as she finally was in herself, she couldn't help but feel prickles on her heart when she thought about her injury.
Yes, it had been to save someone. But, it was still her first real crime away from Izuku. And yet somehow it ended with her injured and right back into Izuku's arms.
She had been spending so much time thinking about Izuku's wellbeing that she had hardly thought about herself. Izuku was top priority, but Momo knew that her confidence would always need construction. She was terrified of history repeating itself. One small slip up like at the Sports Festival, and she could possibly end up in another downward spiral. And then Izuku would dedicate his time to helping her instead of focusing on all of the issues he's trying to deal with.
She wanted and needed something else to prove herself. The crime from the day prior was not good enough. She needed a challenge to rise up to.
She wanted to truly be a hero. To be someone's hero.
Sure, she had helped to save Kota. But, she had a feeling Izuku was more of the hero in that situation. He had sacrificed his entire body to no end to save Kota. He was the one that told them to run while he fought. Momo felt like she was just kind of...there.
Watching Izuku go through hardship after hardship made her realize that she had hit a bit of a lull. Things for her hadn't been hard. It was hard for Izuku. Her involvement in his hardships just made Momo think that she was also experiencing those troubles.
She was back into living easy. Hell, she even had a nice warm bed, someone to share it with, still had top grades, and her combat victories were on an upward streak. Besides being in a relationship with Izuku, history was literally repeating itself. Momo refused to fall down the same rabbit hole again.
Her thoughts had traveled to the little girl Izuku was utterly focused on, Eri. The situation sounded like it would end up worse than anyone thought. She could tell Izuku saw some of himself in her. A frail, little child full of fear and hurt. The urge to rescue her engulfed Momo as well.
Maybe, she could be her hero.
That sounded selfish. Momo didn't want to save Eri for personal fulfillment. The moment she heard about a little girl in danger, Momo wanted nothing more than to save her. Anyone in their right might would too.
It was just...frustrating.
Momo knew she had developed the skill. She knew she had grown to be more than what she used to be. She wasn't just a rich girl with intelligence and a good quirk...Okay, that was actually a lot of good things. What she meant was that she could see more in herself. She had seen what it was like to simply be a normal person. She had fallen in love with a normal person.
If you could call Izuku normal.
The life of a studious, rich young woman would have never given her the same experiences and viewpoints of the world as her life now did. She could be a hero. She now had the confidence in herself to say she could.
But, she needed to apply that new confidence and skill. She needed a victory to call her own.
But, as Momo felt the warmth of her friend and the knowledge that she would feel the warmth of all of her other friends and Izuku pushed those thoughts away. Another day. She'll handle it another day.
"Thank you Ashido." She was set down and released by Mina. Before she could even collect herself, a gift was shoved into her hands. "Oh! Well thank you." Momo moved to open her gift, but Mina grabbed her wrist.
"Don't open that! Not yet. Come on!"
"I'm afraid that I'm confused. Why would you give me the gift if I-Ah!" Mina dragged her across the common area and out of the side door. Once they were out on the front porch, Momo realized what was going on.
In front of her was all of the girls of Class 1-A at a circular table covered in a red tablecloth with breakfast pastries, fruit platters, juices, and teas. Each girl was holding a gift and were clad in their pajamas, all simultaneously saying "Happy Birthday!"
Momo covered her mouth in surprise, but was smiling all the same. "Girls, this is wonderful!"
Kyouka shrugged, "Ah it's nothing. We thought we should get to you before Midoriya steals you for the day. Where is he anyway? We figured he would be sewn to your side."
"Oh, he needed to train. Izuku insisted on staying with me, but I wouldn't want to hurt his training schedule. He works so hard to keep it strict...However…"
Tooru raised an invisible eyebrow, "What did you do?"
Momo looked out at the pathways across the campus. "I did ask one very small favor of him as a sort of an extra present."
The girls followed Momo's eyes to see Izuku taking his morning run...completely shirtless.
Mina quickly sat down and began eating, "A meal and a show!? Momo's birthday is the best!"
Kyouka dryly scoffed, "I might not be attracted to it, but I can still appreciate Midoriya's body." She put a hand in Ochako's shoulder. "Just don't go falling back in love, alright?"
"Shush! They don't know about that!"
"Yes they do."/ "Yes we do."/ "I always knew, ribbet."/ "Kinda obvious, Hon."/ "I sincerely apologize if it seemed like I stole him from you. That was not my intention."
Ochako blinked a few times, blushed profusely, and curled up in a ball turning away from the group with Kyouka rubbing her back. Momo's birthday breakfast ended with most of the girls giving her books, except for Kyouka who gave her a Casio keyboard for, as she put it, "Piano on the go". The rest of the class (besides Bakugou) had stopped by to wish her a happy birthday. Sato had even dropped by and gave her a cake. Momo knew it was probably hard to buy her gifts. What do you buy a rich girl who also had the ability to create anything she wanted. The rest of the girls watched as Izuku kept running across campus at full speed. Kaminari was actually out for a jog as well. And as Izuku sped on by, he called out to Denki. "On your left."
...and again. "On your left."
...and then again. "On your left."
Lap after lap, Izuku passed Denki. Denki could hear the quickly approaching footsteps behind him for the seventh time, and he immediately broke out into a sprint. "NO! NO! NOT AGAIN!"
But it was no use.
"On your left."
"Shut the hell up!" Denki fell down into the grass, gasping for breath as Izuku ran further ahead. "Electro Buddies my ass."
Kyouka proceeded to laugh hysterically in her seat. "Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!" She wiped her eye and calmed down, "Ah, his failure amuses me."
Tsu turned to Kyouka, "You're kind of sick, you know that?"
Kyouka looked up in thought at the comment, and simply shrugged. "Meh."
Mina quickly waved off her friends trying to silence them. "Hush! He's doing push-ups now!" Momo squinted her eyes at Mina questioningly. "What? I can ogle too. Do you think my threesome offer was a joke? He's a hunk." Momo, not exactly knowing how to respond to that, sat down and began eating. "Speaking of whom, how's it all going? Any trouble in paradise?"
"Relationship-wise, no. Everything is perfect in that regard. Every other trouble is just from hero work.
"And do you have anything planned for your 'Darling' today?"
Momo blushed, "...Perhaps. Kyouka, no eavesdropping." All of the girls looked at one another in confusion, but didn't push the subject further. Izuku eventually finished his workout and made his way to the front porch. Mina and Tooru dog whistled at Izuku, and he then realized that he was still shirtless.
Mina cupped her hands around her mouth, "Lookin' good Sexy!"
Izuku blushed and quickly put his shirt back on. Momo rolled her eyes and lightly hit Mina's arm. Izuku zipped inside and came back out with a large wrapped box, placing it on the table. "I-I have no idea how to wrap gifts. I had to have my mom wrap it for me."
"It's quite alright Izuku," she laughed. She carefully untied the ribbon and took off the wrapping paper. Inside was a digital vinyl turntable that looked like an old fashioned radio. Multiple records came with it, from Old World Pre-Quirk Era, to modern day. "Oh Izuku! I love it!" She brought down his face and kissed him.
"I-I figured you would enjoy the older looking style. And it k-kind of works with the style of your room."
Momo stood up and began walking inside, "I'll go set this up right now. I'll be right back."
As she left, Izuku turned back to the rest of the group and jumped in surprise to see Mina and Tooru directly in front of him. Tooru was the first to speak. "Soooo Midoriya, what do you have planned for our beautiful Yaomomo today?"
Mina crossed her arms, "Are we talking classic romance? Dinner, movie, carriage ride?"
"H-Honestly, I did have things planned. But, I have a strange feeling Momo has some plans of her own. So I think I'm going to follow her today."
Mina shook her head, "Tsk Tsk. Sounds a bit lazy to me."
"...You say this to the one letting you take the credit for the breakfast party idea."
"...Fair enough Midori. Fair enough." Momo came back outside, and Mina and Tooru gave the "I'm watching you" motion towards Izuku as they backed away. Izuku awkwardly stared back until Momo took his hand and walked him off the porch.
Momo chuckled, "Don't listen to Mina. Whatever she threatened you with, she wasn't serious. Besides, she might be trying to steal you from me."
"Oh...Wait, what?"
"But, moving on. What should we do today Izuku?"
"Oh, w-well honestly I thought you would have some idea. I mean, it is your birthday after all. I don't want to drag you around. Today is all for you."
"I actually do have an idea."
Izuku raised a brow, "We'll do anything you want. What is it?"
"It involves a lot of coordinated movement, sweating, and two bodies hitting one another."
His eyes widened at the implications being made. "You...I-I...Really?"
…
"Ow."
Once again, Izuku was slammed onto the mat. Sparring wasn't exactly what Izuku had in mind.
He raised his head to look back up to Momo, who was smirking down at her boyfriend. "Why are we doing this again?"
"I realized we've never actually fought before. And while this isn't exactly a fight, it does help me see your hand to hand combat skills without a quirk."
"And?"
"You're lacking."
Izuku groaned and put his head back on the mat. "What round are we on?"
"27." He groaned once more. Momo chuckled and gave off a smirk of mischief. "If you're getting tired, I think I am a way to invigorate you."
"...Don't you mean 'you have' a way to invigorate me?"
"No." Izuku squinted in confusion, and raised his head to look at Momo only to have something thrown in his face. He pulled off the object to see Momo's gym uniform jacket. His eyes flung wide open as he saw Momo standing in front of him in nothing but violet sports bra. "Are you ready to continue?"
Izuku was beginning to get scared. Momo was being...oddly sexual. Yes, it wasn't exactly strange for her to express her physical and emotional desires at times in private. But, Izuku could tell Momo was really trying to put on a show that time. His innocent side was saying to turn away.
...Buuuuut, his teenage boy side was telling him to look at his girlfriend.
He hopped up onto his feet, and took a stance. Momo charged him, diving down to sweep his feet. He leapt over Momo, swiveling around to face her again.
Only for her to be gone.
'Why does she have to be a ninja?'
"Left"
Izuku was startled by the sudden voice in his head. "Nana?" He looked to where she had told him to see Momo already in a flying kick towards his chest. Izuku ducked and rolled out of the way. Momo, surprised Izuku managed to dodge, stumbled but managed to stay on her feet. Izuku looked around for Nana, but found nothing. Izuku shook his head and went back to his fight. Momo went back to her stance, but stretched her arms high above her head to pop her joints. Izuku didn't miss how she pushed her chest out towards him.
"Is this your way of trying to make your opponent distracted?"
"Yes. However, it's also to…"emphasize" my opponent's weak points." Momo looked down and Izuku followed her eyes.
"Ah!" He quickly turned around and covered his crotch. "That's n-not fair!"
An arm wrapped around his neck and flipped him over, his body pinned under Momo's. "All is fair in love and war, Darling." She released him and stood back up, putting her jacket back on. "Thank you for this Izuku. We should do this again. I'll meet you outside. And you might want to think about something that disgusts you to put your little friend down, because Class 1-B is scheduled to have this gym in the next three minutes."
Izuku quickly zoomed out of the gym and into the boys locker room with Momo laughing in the ring.
…
Izuku stepped out of the gym to see Momo waiting for him. "Can my embarrassment be my gift to you?"
Momo smiled and kissed his cheek, "If you wish. But I guess that means I can continue to think of more situations to put you in."
"Nevermind."
"Although, I do have a few more places I would like to visit."
"Where?" Momo took his hand and began walking. After a while, Izuku realized where Momo was taking him. Before him stood the stadium where the Sports Festival was held. She led him through the gates and into the interior. They wove through the halls until Momo stopped them. She looked down at a spot that held nothing, but the significance was everything. The two didn't say anything, both knowing where they were. Momo sat down in the same spot where she had cried six months ago. And Izuku sat down in the same spot where he awkwardly consoled said crying girl.
Momo leaned her head on Izuku's shoulder and sighed. The two sat in silence for quite some time, each simply enjoying the other's company and reminiscing. "Six months."
"Yeah. And we've only been officially together for two of them."
"And yet, it feels like we've been together since that day we first spoke."
Izuku nodded, "In a lot of ways we have. I guess we just didn't kiss or...do other things back then. Besides that, we acted pretty close."
"What an adventure it's been." She lifted her head and they faced one another. "An adventure of...questionable events. But, I'd say the end results are worth it, wouldn't you?"
Their noses rubbed together, "Definitely." Their lips met in the place where their story together started. Both couldn't be happier knowing that they still had plenty of chapters left to read.
Izuku moved down to her neck, but Momo stopped him. "As much as I would love to continue this, I would much rather not do this on a dirty floor."
Izuku continued kissing her neck, "It's not that dirty. And you could create a blanket."
Momo giggled, "Fair enough. But we're technically not even allowed to be here right now."
Izuku sighed, "Okay. Let's go." The couple stood and made their way out of the stadium.
Momo squeezed his hand, "Maybe for your birthday. But, I have another place I want to go to. And this is more of a gift for both of us." Izuku was confused, but went along anyway.
…
"Wh-...What's going on?"
"My mother told me about this a few days ago. But I felt that it would be more fitting to tell you today." Izuku looked up at his old middle school with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. Renovation and ownership signs were everywhere. As they entered through the door, plaques of new rules and regulations against bullying and harassment. Teachers walked around and Izuku couldn't recognize a single one of them.
"When did this happen?"
"Your mother and mine started this. Don't worry, Inko didn't share your story. All my mother knows is that this school being changed is very important to you and her. What do you think?"
"I-I...I don't know what to say. I-..." Izuku stopped and turned to look at a locker. Or the lack of one. In the long row of lockers, one was missing.
"What is it Izuku?"
"This used to be my old locker." A janitor walked past the couple, and Izuku turned to him. "Excuse me? Where did this locker go?"
The man looked at where Izuku was pointing to and responded. "Oh, yeah. One day we just hear some kid yell and the next thing we know the hall is filled with smoke and it looks like someone set off a grenade in the locker.
Screaming and explosions?
"Do you know who did it?"
"Nah, there was no one in the hall when we got there. But I could've sworn I saw some random blonde kid leave the school. I've never saw him before."
"O-Okay. Thank you." The man left and Izuku turned back to the locker. Momo walked up next to him and gazed at the empty space.
"Do you think it was him?"
"I don't know. Maybe...Maybe he really does feel guilty."
Momo pursed her lips, "Before I left for my work study, he came by and asked me where Yubi's shop was." The thought of Bakugou truly being on an apologizing crusade made Izuku feel hope towards the blonde. But, time would only tell. Today wasn't about him anyway. Although, there was something he wanted to do.
"Hey, follow me." He took Momo's hand and led her towards and up the stairs. They climbed all the way up to the roof access door. Just as he put his hand on the door handle, Momo stopped him.
"Izuku, do you really want to be up here?"
He squeezed her hand and gave her a confident smile, "Yeah, I do. Trust me." He opened the door, and the two walked to the edge of the building. When Momo looked at Izuku, she didn't expect to see him smiling. "This place used to be where I would go when I didn't want to be anywhere. When I didn't want to exist. When I didn't want to live anymore. I would look out at the sunset and think it was my last one. I would think about what would happen if I was born with a quirk. I thought about the friends I would have. I thought about my dad coming home, and my mom being happy. I thought about how I could somehow find love. But, now I'm here looking at that same sunset. And all I can think about is how lucky I am, and how much I love waking up every morning. I love my life." He faced Momo. "And I owe a lot of that to you. 16 years ago today, my hero was born." Momo covered her mouth as a few tears welled in her eyes. "Happy Birthday Momo."
She quickly brought him into a tight hug, one of which he returned with the same amount of force. She pressed a kiss to his cheek and burrowed into the crook of his neck. "Thank you," she whispered into his skin. '...I guess I am someone's hero.'
Izuku rubbed her back and returned her a kiss of his own. "Is there anything else you want to do today? Anything at all?"
Momo knew that after Izuku's statement, it was time.
She slightly pulled out of the hug to look Izuku in the eyes completely serious. "Actually, there is one thing. Izuku...I think I'm ready."
"R-...Ready for what?" Izuku said with legitimate confusion.
"Izuku…" She placed a hand on his chest. "...I'm ready." She watched as his eyes slowly widened in realization. His jaw slightly dropped. "Izuku?...Are you breathing?"
"..."
"Blink if you're breathing."
He didn't blink.
"Oh dear." Momo tried to snap Izuku out of his stupor by snapping in front of him and lightly slapping his face. "Izuku? Did I break you?" Momo was terrified that she somehow put Izuku into a strange kind of coma. But, then she blinked.
Literally just blinked.
And Izuku's shirt was suddenly off.
"What the-!? What are you doing!?"
"You said you were ready!"
"Not here! Back home!"
Izuku cleared his throat and put his shirt back on. "Yes, of course. U-Uh, let's go home, shall we?" The two walked their way back down the stairs, but halfway down Izuku stopped her. "Y-...You do mean sex, right?"
Momo sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Yes, I mean sex."
Izuku then picked her up bridal style and Full Cowled out of the building.
…
"You do realize that our licenses to use quirks in public are only for important uses, yes?"
"I'd say this is pretty i-important." Izuku had rushed them all the way back to U.A and into Momo's room, locking the door behind them. Izuku looked around the room to see soundproof pads on certain spots of the walls. "Uh...How long have you been planning this?"
"Not long. I created these this morning when I set up the turntable. I love Kyouka, but there are just some things I do not trust her to do. And one of those is not to eavesdrop on conversations that she can use for teasing fuel."
Izuku nodded, and then had a sudden realization. Well, realization is the wrong word. More like the situation finally sunk in.
...He was about to have sex.
Sex. Love-making. The V-Card Turn In Station.
Not only was he about to have sex, but he was about to have sex with the most beautiful girl in the world he's in love with. And, as far as he knew, he was the first one in his class to do so. Even Katsuki never had a girlfriend.
The burst of excitement and confidence Izuku had at the school was suddenly reduced to nearly nothing.
"Izuku?" He turned to Momo, who could see his nervous sweating already starting. She was starting to get butterflies as well. "I-I've been planning on doing this, and I want to do it a specific way. If you wouldn't mind sitting on the bed." Izuku breathed in deep, and walked to the bed. He sat against the edge and awaited Momo's orders. "Are you ready Izuku? Do you really want to do this?"
Izuku thought back over the past six months that he had gotten to know Momo. He thought about everything they had been through. Everything he had helped her through, and everything that she helped him with, and continued to help him with. He knew he was just a teenager. He knew there were a lot of things about love that he probably didn't fully understand yet. But, from what his understanding of what love was at that point in time, he couldn't think of anyone else he would ever want to do it with. Hell, there was no one else he would rather spend the rest of his life with. "More than anything."
Momo sheepishly smiled, and lowered the lights to a dull glow. "Alright, just hold on. Close your eyes."
Izuku did his absolute best to calm his quaking, and closed his eyes. He had never been more nervous in his life. Even the entrance exam couldn't compare.
Would he do well? What if he somehow accidentally hurt her? Was he…"big" enough?
"Open them."
'Oh please let me be big enough. I know she won't laugh, but…but…'
His thoughts completely shut down as Momo stood in front of him in her school uniform without socks and shoes. One would think, "Why would that make his thoughts stop? He sees her like that almost everyday." That is true.
But, literally anything she wears makes his mind falter.
"This is what I wore the first time we saw each other. Even if we didn't converse, our eyes found one another." She slowly walked forward to Izuku, and began unbuttoning her blazer and white button-up. "And don't worry Izuku. You'll be more than amazing."
"I said all that out loud?"
"Correct. And, it's not as if I know what I'm doing either. And as for size, I don't believe it matters and I'd love you either way. But, from what I've felt from behind me in the mornings, I think you're definitely far more than adequate." Just as all the buttons became undone, and Izuku saw the middle of the bra underneath, Momo opened up the clothing and her entire body glowed blue.
The shirt and blazer fell down, and so did her skirt. But nothing could be seen due to the blue light. Soon it died out, and Momo was standing in a created replica of her gym uniform. "And this is what I was wearing when we first spoke officially. When you told me that I was amazing, and that we'll go beyond together. I'm sure neither of us would have guessed that phrase meant together for years to come, even if those years aren't here yet. I'm sure they will. The clothes I wore when we hugged for the first time. The clothes I wore when you kept your promise to me, and won the Sports Festival against all odds. The clothes I wore when our friendship first began."
A dim blue glow lit up underneath her uniform, and Momo placed herself into Izuku's lap. He could feel her body shaking in nervousness, and her blush was still flaring profusely. There was a slight shakiness to her voice, but the rest of her expression exuded confidence. Oddly enough, it soothed him. He was glad to know that he wasn't the only one that was scared. But, scared in a good way. Izuku leaned up to kiss her, but her finger against his lips stopped him. "Not yet, Darling. We're not to that part of the story yet."
Yet, that didn't stop her from moving in slow circles on his groin.
Momo took hold of Izuku's arms and wrapped them around her body. Safely held, she lifted up her legs and slowly pulled down the bottom half of her uniform. The pants fell to the floor and she then moved onto her jacket, unzipping all the way down her torso. She switched from sitting on Izuku's lap to straddling him with both knees placed on the bed, one on each side of Izuku. Momo rolled her shoulders back, and the jacket fell to the floor revealing Momo's first hero costume lacking its belt underneath.
Izuku let out a shaky breath as he looked up and down at Momo's skin-tight revealing unitard. This was the first time she had worn it with Izuku actually allowed to look. From her collarbone, to the overabundant cleavage and the valley in between, to her toned stomach. That costume had been in so many vivid dreams he'd had. Izuku could not enforce the thought enough that he wasn't a pervert.
But he couldn't take his eyes away from Momo in possibly her absolute sexiest.
Sexy and a hero costume? Izuku loved his life.
"I don't think this one needs any explanation," Momo lightly chuckled bashfully. "Would you believe me if I told you my original design for my hero costume was more revealing than this?"
"R-Really?"
Momo stood up for a second and walked over to her desk, pulling out a paper. She straddled Izuku again, handing him the paper. Izuku looked down and his eyes widened. "Holy sweet Mother of God."
Momo giggled, "The school forced me to change it...Although, I suppose I could create it for you sometime." Izuku merely nodded, and allowed Momo to put the paper back. Once they were back into the same position, Momo lit up blue once more, and was soon in her costume. "The costume you made for me. In a way, it was like you were being protective over me. You didn't want people seeing me like that."
Izuku decided not to mention the fact that it was also to stop his member from standing at attention during Hero Practice.
"And to help keep your erections under control."
Nevermind.
"How did you know about that!?"
"You just told me."
"Damn it." Momo giggled at his reaction and stood up from her "seat". She walked over to the vinyl player Izuku got her, and pressed play. As the record began playing Unchained Melody, Momo's blue light engulfed her once more. She stripped down until her glowing ethereal blue body was clear to see. A cream dress exploded out around her body, covering her up again. Izuku recognized the dress. It was her dress from I-Island.
"The dress from when we first danced. When we first kissed, albeit on the cheek. And, I find it fitting that we first dance vertically before we dance horizontally." Izuku couldn't help but laugh at that. He stood from the bed and made his way to Momo. His hands found her waist, and her arms wrapped around his neck. Their bodies pressed together, and they swayed their way in circles. The dimmed lights, the music, and the warmth of their significant other was all intoxicating. At that point of the night and for the rest of it until morning, they were the only one's in the world.
"You know…" Momo pressed their foreheads together. "...you actually have gotten a little taller." While at the start of the year Izuku's eyes were level with the bridge of Momo's nose, now he was just barely off from being eye level to her.
"W-Well, bodies evolve to survive and fulfill their needs. I guess my body realized it needed to kiss you to live."
Momo giggled, "Now if only it could make your bones indestructible. I can help oblige its first need, however." Momo glowed under her dress, and the article of clothing fell to the ground. Momo was then wearing her khaki shorts and white "Creati" t-shirt from the camp. "While I can't exactly call fighting Muscular a good memory, what happened directly after was fairly memorable. Do you remember?"
"I think so." Izuku pressed their lips together, and they continued until the song played out. When his eyes opened, Izuku found Momo in the dress from Kamino, and the shirt and khakis on the floor.
"I was wearing this when you told me about One For All. It was there that I knew that, no matter what, target on your back and all, I wouldn't leave your side. I also know how much you like this dress." Momo turned around, facing away from Izuku. "If you wouldn't mind untying my dress for me. We're almost done."
Izuku gulped, but took hold of the ribbons holding the dress up and pulled. The dress fell to reveal the nightgown from their night at his house. "Technically the hospital gown is what I wore when we first spent the night together, but I think this gown is more fitting. If you could just do one more thing for me Izuku? Could you put in the next record and hit track 7?"
Izuku made his way to the turntable and did as he was asked. You Take My Breath Away by Queen began echoing throughout the room.
"And now, this is what I'm going to wear when we make love for the first time."
Izuku turned around to see Momo…
Wearing absolutely nothing.
Izuku took in a sharp inhale, and his lungs stopped working. The nightgown was pooled around her feet, and everything was open for Izuku to see. Her beautiful porcelain skin contrasted with the dim light. Her perky, large, and bountiful breasts moved with every heavy and nervous breath she took. Her muscles were toned, yet her body was smooth. Her hourglass figure was perfect.
Scratch that. Her entire body was utterly perfect.
Izuku lowered his eyes to see her shaven groin, and pink folds out for him to see. Izuku's heart was pounding in his ears...and his nether region. Momo turned and walked to the bed. Izuku knew that most people that ogled her would look at her breasts. But, from what he had seen before had been entirely confirmed now that it was completely open for him to see.
Momo's ass was also perfect.
Said ass sat down at the foot of the bed, and Momo beckoned Izuku over. "It's your turn."
The teen slowly stepped his way towards his partner. With every step, he took off another article of clothing. Momo 's eyes traveled down as more of Izuku's chiseled body was shown. His shirt was thrown to the floor and Momo gazed over every ab and dent of muscle across his torso. In the next step, his pants were kicked to the side. His member was clearly begging to be free, stretching and pushing against the fabric of his boxer-briefs. Izuku stood barely a foot from Momo at that point. His blush was all across his face, but the fire coursing through his body was inextinguishable.
He took a deep breath and grabbed the hem of his underwear, yanking them down and letting them drop to the floor. Izuku closed his eyes, not wanting to see his girlfriend's reaction. It was the first time seeing each other naked, but Izuku felt like he had a lot more to prove. It was already known that Momo was utterly, angelically beautiful in every sense of the word. But, Izuku felt that it was make or break if his size wasn't suitable enough to pleasure her.
"Oh...Wow."
"I-Is that a good reaction or a bad reaction?" He opened his eyes to see Momo looking wide-eyed at Izuku's erect penis.
"G-Good...Very good." Momo exhaled and smiled at him. She stood up, the two now barely apart. "Well, h-how do you want to start?"
"I thought you had this all planned out."
"To be honest with you, I half expected to chicken out. I'm just as lost as you now, Izuku."
He chuckled shakily and took a deep breath. "I think...I think we should just go with the flow. We'll take things by instinct."
Momo nodded and looked down again, "Um...You touch mine, and I'll touch yours?" Izuku nodded, and slowly lifted his hands to finally grasp Momo's bare breasts. Each hand pressed against Momo's ribs and slowly moved their way up her body to cup each pleasurable mountain. Momo's breath hitched as he squeezed. The favor was returned when Izuku felt a brand new sensation.
His hips slightly bucked when he felt Momo's hand wrap around his member and give a single pump. Izuku let out a shaky breath as Momo continued to slowly pleasure his member. They pressed their bodies together with Momo a little bit to the side as to keep pumping. Their mouths and tongues collided, and Izuku's left hand moved from Momo's breast to her butt. The young woman's hand gripped Izuku's dick and used it's thumb to rub the head. Izuku shivered against her, and pulled back a bit.
Their foreheads pressed together and their pants and heavy breaths were nearly in sync. "You first."
Momo raised a brow in question, "Hm?"
"I'm afraid of...releasing too soon. And I can't help it anymore. You first." Before Momo could ask him to elaborate, Izuku gripped her rear end and lifted her up. He stepped up onto the bed and placed her down with her head on the pillows. His lips found hers and their tongues once again doing their own dancing. Eventually, Izuku pulled away and Momo felt her body shake at the look in his eyes. When Izuku said he was going by instinct, she didn't think he actually was going to have such a primal look in his eyes.
They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. All Momo could see in him was pure love and desire. The fire blazing throughout her body was easily challenged by Izuku's. The shy boy she knew was now more than ready for their first time. Izuku's lips and teeth latched onto Momo's earlobes and neck, sucking, kissing, and licking down to her shoulders and collarbone until reaching her breasts.
He eyed Momo's breasts for a little while longer. These were legends throughout the school. He knew plenty of guys (and some girls) stared. He had received more than one jealous glare, but they quickly looked away in fear when Izuku caught them staring at Momo.
But, now he saw what no one else would ever see.
And they were no one else's but his.
Izuku's mouth wrapped around Momo's nipple and immediately began sucking. "Ah!~" Momo's moan of pleasure added lighter fluid to his flame. His tongue flicked back and forth rapidly and his entire mouth worked to suck as hard as they could on her boobs. "I-...Izuku~."
Izuku moved his hand not on her other breast to her lower entrance. His middle finger found the bud at the top of her vagina, and he slowly circled around it before pressing down. Momo's entire body bucked upward into him. He looked up to see Momo looking down at him with a face of pleasure and love he would never forget. Sweat was barely beading on her forehead, her eyes were dazed, and she was panting heavily.
His fire turned into an explosion.
Izuku moved down across Momo's stomach, leaving kisses as he went until he was face to face with her pink folds. It throbbed and shimmered with fluids. Izuku gazed up at Momo once more, and she gave a breathy chuckle. "I-I didn't know how you would feel about hair. So I decided to shave."
Izuku's eyes widened, "I-...I didn't shave. Should I go shave? Because I'm sure I can do it quickl-"
"Izuku." He stopped his tangent at Momo's words. "Don't. Stop."
The command in her voice spurred Izuku on. "Yes ma'am." He looked back to Momo's vagina, and took in as many folds as he could and her clitoris. After one lick Momo quaked and involuntarily clutched Izuku's head in her legs.
"Oh!~ Oh my-nngh! D-...Damn.~" Her hand found his hair and gripped tightly. As Izuku continued to lick and suck every crevice he could find, his hand came back up to Momo's entrance and searched for the hole. Once he did, his finger slowly entered. As soon as he did, something smacked his head.
*Bonk*
"Ah! What the-?" Izuku rubbed the top of his head and lifted himself up. He looked down to find the culprit of the hit. To his left, there was a…
Russian nesting doll?
Momo's eyes widened, "Oh! Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! It just happened!"
Izuku shook his head and laughed, "It's okay Momo. Really, it is. I-I guess I can keep this as proof that I did a good job."
Momo giggled, "Yes. An extraordinary job. But, I feel like I should make it up to you." In the blink of an eye Izuku was suddenly flipped over. His head hit the pillows and Momo's arms were placed on each side of his head. Momo gave him a sultry look, and attacked his tongue with her own. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and then moved to his bottom lip. She dragged his head up to follow until she released his lip from her teeth. She dragged the bottom of her tongue from his lips, over his adams apple, through the valley of his pecs and abdomen, and down to his pelvic area.
Her mouth hovered over his member, her hot breath making it pulse even more. She took hold of it and pumped a few times. Izuku breathed in deep and awaited Momo's next move. Her tongue ever so slightly lowered down and the tip of her tongue licked the tip. Izuku bucked just a little, but kept his composure. He propped himself up on the pillows to look at Momo, and the sensation Izuku felt when she looked deep into his eyes while slowly engulfing the head was indescribable.
Izuku laid his head back in ecstasy. Momo's tongue swirled around his head as her hand continued to jerk the shaft. "Ah~...Wh-Where did you learn to do this?"
She released his head with a pop, "Same as you. Instinct." Her mouth once again enveloped Izuku's penis. Momo bobbed her head up and down while flicking her tongue every which way she could. Her mouth left his penis once again, but not before leaving a wet kiss to the bottom of the head. She brought her breasts up and placed his penis in between them. Izuku watched in awe as she wrapped her arms around them, tightening their grip on Izuku's member. Momo placed his lower head back into her mouth, and moved her breasts up and down in rhythm with her own bobbing.
Izuku felt as if someone managed to liquify sexual pleasure and gave in an overdose straight into his veins. His mind completely shut down. The only thing he could focus on was what Momo was doing to him, and looking into her eyes. Izuku could already begin to feel his climax approaching. He didn't want that just yet. He would've found it embarrassing if he did.
"M-Momo?" She looked up at him with a raised brow. "I-...I think I'm ready." Momo released her hold on his member, wiped her mouth, and nodded. She raised herself to be eye level with Izuku. The two shared more passionate kisses as Izuku switched their positions. Momo sat with her upper half slightly elevated from the pillows. Her legs spread open and Izuku took his position in between them.
It took him all the way until that moment to realize something.
"Uh...I just realized I don't have any protection."
"It's okay Izuku. Trust me." Izuku looked down to see Momo's vagina begin to glow blue. He looked at her questioningly, but she simply nodded at him to continue. Izuku and Momo both steeled themselves, and the former placed the head of his penis at the latter's entrance. Izuku looked to Momo one last time for absolute confirmation. Once he received the go head, Izuku slowly pushed in.
As Izuku entered, something thin and rubbery rolled its way over his penis until he was completely inserted.
Momo released a long exhale as he went in entirely. "Aaah...Ah...Wow."
An extremely tight and hot feeling gripped onto Izuku's member, utterly sending wave after wave of pleasure throughout his body. He watched Momo's face scrunch up in slight pain and then ease up into pleasure. "Are you okay?
"Yes. Yes, just give me a second."
"The...The hymen is supposed to break, right?"
Momo gave a thin chuckle, "That's not the hymen Izuku. I made a condom inside of me. My hymen likely broke a long time ago from either hero work or other physical exercises."
"...You made a condom inside of your vagina? Did you practice that?"
"No time for questions. I believe I'm ready." Izuku gave her an uneasy smile, and he received one right back. Both breathed heavily from nervousness, excitement, and exhaustion. But, both still had fires that raged inside.
Whatever flame they had, could now consume the sun.
Izuku made his first thrust, and immediately both bucked their hips into each other. Momo could feel every inch of Izuku fill her up. Her inner walls were clamping down hard on it's visitor, but were creating enough liquids to make movement possible. Izuku's first pump soon turned into a second one, and then a third, and so on so forth. His pace was slow and steady at first. Momo brought her hand to the back of Izuku's head and combed through his hair. She brought their foreheads together as Izuku picked up the pace.
Their bodies moved in rhythm, and each thrust and push against the other's body increased the pure euphoria and bliss of the action. Izuku began to glow very dimly, and pulses and vibrations were sent throughout Momo's body. Izuku combed his fingers through Momo's hair, taking her hair tie with him.
Her black tresses fell, and splayed across the pillows. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up as he thrusted faster. With his head level with Momo's chest, he went back to work on her breasts. Momo's moans echoed and clashed with the song in the background, still on repeat.
She pushed Izuku down so that he was flat on his back, and she continued to bounce up and down. Throughout it all, Izuku couldn't figure out which view was his favorite. His hand found her chest again, and slowly dragged downward. He found her entrance and began playing around with her clitoris.
He felt that if he was just going to lay on his back, he should at least do something in return for her. Momo leaned over and kissed him as they made love.
It was all becoming too much. Their senses were completely overtaken with the sounds, feelings, and movements of their significant other. Climax was rapidly approaching.
"M-Momo...I-I about to-"
"Me too." Izuku flipped them over once more, and Momo wrapped her legs around his waist. He began thrusting as fast as he could while sucking and biting on and around Momo's earlobe. "Oh God~...Izuku…"
He moved down to her rapidly beating pulse point and kissed her before going back up to connecting foreheads. As the heat and elation rushed through their bodies, rising and rising at a bullets speed to release, they looked into each other's eyes.
With one final thrust, Momo's walls clamped down on Izuku's penis like a vice. His body jerked slightly as his climax finally exploded from him. Quite literally as small bursts of unstable energy sparked and popped around him and his partner. Both their bodies dived into their own pool of rapture, each shuddering as one final burst of pleasure seeped through their bodies and outward from their nether regions. Their moans were quieted by the other's mouth.
Izuku's muscles nearly gave out as the final way left him. He propped himself up on his elbows, millimeters from Momo's face. Both breathed heavily, in and out in sync with one another. Izuku burrowed his head in the crook of Momo's neck, and she wrapped her arms around him. But, not before draping the blankets over them.
At that point, they were facing the foot of the bed, but neither of them gave a damn. Izuku pressed a long kiss to her neck, and said against her skin, "I love you Momo." He raised his head, pressing his lips to hers. "I love you more than anything. I always will."
"I love you Izuku. More than anything, always, and forever."
They kissed once more, "Happy Birthday." Momo smiled, and noticed something enticing. She could see in Izuku's eyes the same fire from when they started.
He wasn't done.
And neither was she.
Momo, to Izuku's chagrin, got out of bed and made her way over to the turntable. With Izuku obviously staring from behind. She changed the song to Get Down, Make Love.
Also by Queen.
"My birthday isn't over yet, Mr. Midoriya."
A/N: Hey, it's legal for me. What's your excuse?
