Waving Itsuka and Ochaco off as they headed off to the latter's hotel room, Momo and Kyoka decided to stay at the party a while longer. They were idly chatting when a familiar head of spiky gold hair passed by them.

"Oh, Denki!"

"Kyoka?" Pleasantly surprised, the two's former classmate stopped for a quick hello. "I was hoping to run into you tonight. Got sidetracked talking to Midoriya and the guys though, so before I knew it the hours slipped by."

"Well, at least we're able to talk to each other now," Kyoka said. The boy sat down at their table and they got into a conversation.

"Man, it was a wild ride trying to get this one guy in," Denki said. "And it was out in the sticks too, so there weren't really any other heroes to help. But I managed to get the job done. Even managed to get a girl's number for my hard work!"

"I guess you're not completely hopeless with girls," Kyoka said wryly.

"Well, I have you to thank for that," Denki said. "A lot's happened, but even after splitting up... you really helped me out, Kyoka."

Looking between the two, Momo quietly excused herself and said she would wait by the entrance. Kyoka dropped her usual sarcastic expression for an affectionate smile.

"I think now more than ever, we need people in our lives who can build us back up when we're knocked down. You find anybody who can fit that bill yet?"

Denki shrugged. "Well, yes and no. I'm doing fine if you're worried. It's just that there's always a lot of work. I've got the guys and I can still talk to you whenever."

"Good," Kyoka said. She stood up, bent down to kiss his cheek, and gave him a fond smile once she pulled back. "I always thought you'd make an exceptional hero, Denki. You haven't disappointed me... yet."

"You're gonna be left waiting on the disappointment front, then," Denki replied. Exchanging a final mutual tease, the two said goodbye. Kyoka walked to where Momo was, and they made their way down to her hotel room.

"It's great to see you and Denki get along so well," Momo said as they entered the elevator.

"I mean, we're both pretty chill. We wouldn't let a break-up make things too weird."

"I wish I could say the same about Shoto..."

Kyoka perked up at that. "I thought things were okay between you two?"

"I mean, yes, but... you know how he is." Momo's eyes were downcast as the elevator dinged and the doors opened for their floor.

Momo broke the momentary silence as they exited the elevator, "It's been months since I've seen him last. We text each other and have had a few calls, but it feels like we don't really know how to act around each other. And sometimes I wonder if maybe part of the reason why he's working out of the country for the time being is because, well..."

Kyoka understood what she was saying. "Ah. You think he's trying to avoid you?"

"Well... maybe?"

Kyoka reached into her purse for the card key as she spoke, "Okay Momo, you've gotta realize a few things. One, you can't keep beating yourself up over what other people may or may not think about you. And two, that's not really fair to Todoroki, is it? I mean, he can be pretty oblivious, but he's never run away from his problems. I think he just doesn't know how to handle talking to you after the break-up."

Momo sighed. "Yes, you're right. Sorry."

"Hey, it's what friends are for."

"Just friends?"

Blushing at Momo's sly look, Kyoka cleared her throat. It had become rather dry in the span of a few seconds. "Well, I um... that is... I mean, the implications of that..."

Momo hooked at the band of her dress, making her full, tantalizing breasts jiggle. Kyoka's eyes nearly popped out of her skull. She was so distracted she missed the key card reader for their hotel room, dropping the card to the floor. Growing red, Kyoka bent down to pick it up, determined not to let her eyes wander back to Momo's chest lest she suffer another breast-addled lapse in attention.

Successfully opening the door, Kyoka breathed a small sigh of relief as she walked in. "Well, this is my stop. I'm happy you walked me down. Good night, Momo!"

She closed the door, but Momo stopped it with a hand. "Is that everything?"

Kyoka's heart began thumping as she saw Momo's chest press into the door. They really were quite large. "Um... well..."

"Izuku and Mirko are off doing their thing. Ochaco grabbed Itsuka as her second option, so that leaves you and me. I think it would be a terrible waste not to make something of this."

Gulping, Kyoka tore her gaze from Momo's chest up to her eyes. Her heart was practically hammering inside her chest at the desire she could see in them. "This is for real, right? You mean what you say?"

Momo hummed in affirmation. "Can I come in?"

Letting her in, Kyoka watched her trail into her room, her elegant dress flowing behind her. Part of her was afraid of what was about to happen, but now that the possibility was officially open, her body felt like it was on autopilot. She let the door slam shut and began quietly taking off her shoes.

To put it succinctly, Momo was a goddess. An impossible creature placed in a mortal dimension that Kyoka had been lucky enough to meet. Her luxurious black hair, the swell of her hips, her divine bosom, and tender disposition she demonstrated constantly combined to make the perfect woman. In Kyoka's mind, she had never seen anyone so beautiful in her life.

Momo breathed a sigh of relief as she wedged off her high heels, massaging her feet. She began giving little moans that Kyoka was 110% sure were on purpose. Kyoka stopped taking her own shoes off just to listen.

"Kyoka?"

"YES!?" Kyoka practically shouted before calming herself down and repeating it much more quietly.

"Don't think I wasn't noticing the way you were looking at me tonight. Especially at my boobs."

"O-oh, hehe, yeah! Busted, I guess. Are you mad?"

Momo gave her a sultry wink. "Maybe."

"Wait, for real!?"

"But only because you haven't managed to get what you want yet." She pulled at the band of her dress again. The way her breasts bounced was hypnotizing. "Would you like a taste?"

Kyoka began spluttering. Her brain had reached information overload between what Momo was saying and the massive amount of hormones being pumped into her system.

Humming, Momo stood up and let the dress fall. Her voluptuous, sensuous curves were unveiled for only Kyoka to drink in at that moment. The slope of her hips. The cascading locks of black hair down her back. The way her breasts strained at her red lace bra. To call her anything less than sublime was a bald-faced lie.

Making another low moan, Momo turned around and sashayed into the bedroom. The exaggerated movements of her gorgeous hips entranced Kyoka. Momo reached behind to hoist up her ass in its thong, giving the large cheek a hearty squeeze. She gave Kyoka another wink and a lick of her lips before disappearing through the door.

Kyoka stood still for a few seconds, her brain still lagging several seconds behind. Before she knew it, she had torn off her own dress as fast as she could. She had to stop herself from ripping it, and soon she was in her own underwear. A pair of simple, boring panties. and she kicked herself for not bringing more elegant lingerie. She scuttled into the bathroom and quickly checked herself over in the mirror, ensuring her hair looked presentable and her bra was adjusted to give her own chest as much of a boost as possible. While not as petite as they were in high school, they were still nowhere near Momo's.

Making her way to the bedroom, she took a deep breath at the sight that awaited her.

Momo had pulled out an assortment of green dildos from her body. She was in the process of creating an obscenely long, double-ended one as Kyoka made her way in. Once she finished, she held her hands out to her girlfriend.

"This is all for you, Kyoka. Let me take the lead for tonight."

Kyoka could say nothing. There was still some lingering hesitation in her. Being with Izuku was different. That was a group thing. While this was undoubtedly within that dynamic, this felt even more intimate when it came to her and Momo's relationship. This would be a big step.

"If we do this, there's no going back."

"Then let me guide you forward." Momo gave her trademark sweet smile, and Kyoka suddenly felt at ease. Grabbing her outstretched hands, the two got onto the bed as Kyoka sat on Momo's hips.

Reaching up, Momo cupped Kyoka's face. There was nothing in her eyes but love, and Kyoka almost felt like crying in relief as she was brought down for a kiss. They satiated themselves with simply making out for a solid few minutes, savoring one another's lips while trailing hands up and down one another.

It was when Momo gave Kyoka's lip an unexpected bite that things began ramping up. Yelping at the playful gesture, Kyoka pulled back instinctively, allowing Momo to unclip her bra. Her large breasts eagerly escaped their confines, practically spilling out over her torso. Kyoka's eyes widened as she caught sight of her nipples.

"What do you think of boobs, Kyoka?"

"Th-they're nice, I guess..."

"And what do you think of mine?"

Seeing as they had already more than passed the threshold, Kyoka screwed her eyes shut and gave an honest answer. "They're the best boobs ever!"

"I'm pleased to hear that. And tonight, they're all yours~"

Kyoka gulped as she lightly grasped one. The moan Momo made encouraged her to start massaging it.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to try something kind of pervy..."

"By all means."

Taking a deep breath, Kyoka placed her head into Momo's cleavage. Hoisting up her tits, she squeezed them into her ears, effectively burying herself in them.

This is like, a dozen things to scratch off the bucket list at once!

Bringing her head out of the breast pillow, Kyoka's pussy began to grow very wet thinking about the night before her. She began lapping her tongue at one of Momo's nipples, further encouraged by her gasps of pleasure to continue. She kneaded the other breast, enjoying how Momo held her close and let her do her job.

Biting at the nipple, Kyoka was awarded a louder gasp of pleasure as she sucked at Momo's breast. She began grinding her hips into Momo's thigh as her own arousal started spreading, her suckling growing needier and needier. She even began snaking her earphone jacks down Momo's body until they reached her crotch, darting into her thong to begin playing at her pussy. Momo began moaning in earnest now, holding Kyoka's head to her chest as she continued.

The gentle ministrations continued for a couple of minutes. Kyoka eagerly got Momo's engine revving as she played with her heavenly body, cherishing every slope and curve. She switched from breast to breast, her sucking growing more ravenous as the seconds wore on, as her earphone jacks teased even faster at Momo's core. Her lover was beginning to scream, and with one last twiddle of her jacks Momo came.

Kyoka got off the panting mess that was Momo, helping her kick off her now drenched thong. Grabbing her jacks, she sucked Momo's juices off of them, quickly growing addicted to the taste. Swallowing her cum, she went back for another few kisses. The hungry ones she got in response only served to stoke her lust even further, hugging Momo tight as they continued making out.

Pulling back for some much-needed oxygen, Kyoka took another moment to appreciate Momo's flushed body and the black halo of hair on the bedsheets. She didn't have long to look as Momo brought herself over to her, leaning down until she was the one lying down.

Momo trailed her hands toward Kyoka's breasts. She squeezed one gently, breathing into Kyoka's ear, "Do you have any idea how wet you were making me in that dress of yours? I had to restrain myself from pouncing on you all night long."

Blushing, Kyoka avoided Momo's eyes. "Compared to you, I'm not that special..."

"Oh, don't say that! You should be more confident in your body."

"Momo, seriously, stop! You don't have to lie. I never had your curves, or Ochaco's cute factor or Mina's energy. I'm just... me."

Momo trailed slow kisses along her jaw, making Kyoka hiss. Capturing her lips again, she laced her fingers with Kyoka's and rubbed her back. Pulling away, the sheer desire in her eyes was enough to make a rivulet of cum leak from Kyoka's pussy.

"I think you're just as sexy as I am," she breathed. "Let me show you."

Grabbing one of the dildos, Momo ran her tongue along the ridged surface, staring at Kyoka the whole time. Kyoka reflexively brought her hands to her face. Momo's sultry confidence as she lay splayed out on her side was both arousing and intimidating, especially as her fingers crawled toward Kyoka's panties. With a yank, the drenched underwear was off and Kyoka's glistening core was exposed.

Momo popped the dildo into her mouth, making sure it was nice and slick. Crawling toward Kyoka, she began gently playing at her entrance, making it wet enough for easy penetration. Pulling the dildo out of her mouth, the string of saliva connecting it to her lips breaking as she brought it down to Kyoka, thrusting it into her without delay and watching Kyoka's eyes grow wide at the sensation.

Pulling down a strap of Kyoka's bra, she smirked at the cute nipple that popped out.

"Is it just me, or have these been getting bigger? They're not as small as you like to pretend."

Kyoka tried to speak, the words turning to broken pants and whines before Momo's assault Biting at the nipple, Momo relished Kyoka's moans as she continued pushing the dildo deeper.

The more Momo fucked Kyoka, the more desperate she got. The girl was thrashing around, legs flailing frantically at the mattress. Momo remained merciless in her pleasuring, sucking at Kyoka's breast greedily as she fucked her with the dildo faster and faster. Every shriek sent a shiver down Momo's spine, the sheer satisfaction of manipulating her girlfriend's body proving a greater thrill than she could possibly have hoped for.

With a few more furious pumps and one more pull at her breast, Kyoka came around Momo's hands. Her back arched until the release was over and she flopped back down, breathing hard. Momo was back over her with more kisses, greedily sucking at her tongue as she pulled the dildo out.

Finding herself more and more addicted to Momo by the second, Kyoka fervently responded to Momo's kissing. After pulling off her bra she let the woman lay down on her chest to chest, massive breasts pressing down onto her smaller pair.

"You know," Momo said between breathy kisses, "I think you're just – mph – a late bloomer – mph – Kyoka. You could be – mph – as big – mph – as your mother – mmm! – when all is said and done."

Panting as she broke the kiss, Kyoka looked up at her and blinked. "Bringing up my mom during sex is kind of a buzzkill."

"Sorry," Momo said.

"Besides, it's really not that important. Is it?"

"No, but..." Momo smirked mischievously. "You wouldn't mind bigger breasts, would you?"

Kyoka grew redder than she already was. "Maybe not..."

"And if things pan out for long enough with Izuku, I was thinking..."

"Yeah?"

It was now Momo's turn to be embarrassed. "That maybe we could have his kids..."

Kyoka whistled nervously. "Whoa, that's uh. That's a little pre-emptive, don't you think?"

"Mhm, but I can't help but wonder if it's possible. And if we do get pregnant, then well..." Momo stroked Kyoka's face lovingly. "I think that would give you the body you want."

"Possibly," Kyoka said. She briefly entertained the notion, and then an image of a pregnant Momo with somehow even larger breasts entered her mind's eye. It was a rather appealing thought.

"Sounds kinda juvenile, but maybe..."

"Maybe." Momo got up and went over to another toy she had made. This one was a strap on, and she proceeded to put it on as Kyoka watched expectantly.

Turning around, Momo was now kneeling with a large green strap on poking out from between her legs. Kyoka needed no further instruction. Crawling over, she eagerly scooted herself into Momo's lap facing her, and let the toy play at her entrance, yelping as Momo yanked her down upon it. Her eyes rolled back into her skull as the toy pierced her.

"This has a special feature, try extending one of your jacks down to the base."

Obeying, Kyoka let Momo plug her earphone jack into the base. Immediately, she felt the beat of her own heart pumping inside of her.

"Holy shit!"

Momo nipped at Kyoka's collarbone as she adjusted to the strange new sensation.

"It grows in pleasure in time with your own body, Kyoka," Momo said. "And it's not the only dildo with that function."

The mention of more of these wondrous toys made Kyoka practically inhale Momo's lips, bouncing herself up and down on Momo's hips. Her own slender hips slammed into her lover's, her accelerating heartbeat tearing her apart even further.

Yelping with surprise as Momo slid them off the bed, Kyoka wrapped her legs around the woman's hips as she was now being carried mid-air, her pleasure now aided both by gravity and Momo's own strength. Momo bucked into her hard, employing close to the same skill Izuku demonstrated. She did it as if Kyoka were light as a feather as well, her years of hero work providing the stamina necessary to both subdue villains and, as it turned out, to ravish cute punk rock girls.

The dildo was vibrating in earnest inside Kyoka's snatch. She thought her heart would leap out of her chest, it was going so fast, and she came again with another rapturous yell as Momo writhed inside her. Momo stole more kisses from her as she was pulled off the toy, depositing her onto the bed once again.

Before Momo could reach for another toy, Kyoka grabbed her hand to stop her. Pushing her back, she brought her crotch into Momo's own. The touch of their cores made the two gasp, but still Kyoka began rubbing them together. Momo bit her lip at the sensation, squealing as Kyoka's hand dug into her exceptionally pillowy ass. They ground together to become one, to become the whole they were always meant to be. Years of hesitation and unspoken, amorous thoughts all unleashed into this one lustful encounter. Thinking of all the time they had spent together, from strangers to friends and now to lovers, the two couldn't think of the other as anything less than perfect. That love made their next release all the more exciting as they came onto each other.

Pulling back, Kyoka let herself fall to the bed. It seemed Momo had become a little tired as well, but still Kyoka felt herself not fully satisfied. Grabbing another strap on, she quickly buckled it on and placed herself onto Momo's stomach, dildo between the woman's cleavage. Without a word, Momo began to squeeze her breasts around the toy, rubbing up and down. Kyoka inserted her jack into it and Momo gasped as it vibrated against her chest. The tremors reached Kyoka's own sopping pussy, making the toy almost feel real.

Bringing the toy down to Momo's entrance, Kyoka thrust the beating phallus forward and was rewarded with Momo's face contorting with pleasure. She continued to rock forward, bringing Momo's hips into hers and enjoying how her curvaceous body would shake. Capturing a nipple again, Kyoka giggled into the breast. She was having sex with Momo. Real, actual sex! It was like a dream, but Kyoka knew well enough that no dream felt this good. And, she knew she didn't have the imagination to accurately replicate Momo's squeal of pleasure at cumming.

Pulling out, Kyoka lapped at the juices as Momo's thighs closed around her head; feeling Kyoka's tongue so soon after Momo had come undone quickly led to another climax. Kyoka gulped it greedily before Momo brought her up for another kiss.

From there, more and more of their depraved desire for one another spilled out. Momo was pressed into the bed, plowed from behind by Kyoka as she massaged her supple butt. Next, Momo pressed Kyoka into the wall in a doggy style position of her own, ramming into her over and over. Next, Kyoka would be sucking at Momo's breast as she fingered her for all she was worth, giving a particularly hard bite once her cum sprayed over her fingers.

At long last, the two felt their energy begin to fade as they laid down with the last toy: the monstrous double dildo. Kyoka's jacks were plugged into both inputs, her rapid heartbeat providing the tempo for her rocking the dildo into Momo and vice versa. They inched closer and closer, letting the dildo spear both of them until they could stress their insides out no further. The sensation of something so deep was only achieved by Izuku in their experience, and the thought guided their lust further as they pushed against one another.

"Momo," Kyoka moaned, shaking her hips for everything they were worth. "I love you!" The words came unbidden, springing from her mouth without hesitation. They were what she had been waiting to say for years now, and she couldn't hold onto them any longer. Not after sharing this unforgettable night with her crush.

Smiling, Momo continued her rocking. "I love you too, Kyoka. Very much."

"I love you..."

"I love you!"

They brought themselves close, sitting up as far as they could and holding onto each other even as they were being split apart. Their heads rested on one another's shoulders, the vibrations of Kyoka's heart resonating through both of them now.

"I love you!"

"I love you!"

"I LOVE YOU!"

"I LOVE YOU!

"I LOVE YOU!"

"I LOVE YOUUUUUU!"

Screaming, the two's last ejaculation spurted around the toy as their nails dug into one another's backs. Their climax lasted for several seconds, and with that the two collapsed to the bed in sweaty, tired heaps.

Slowly pulling themselves off, the girls sat dazed until Momo crawled over to Kyoka and once again laced her fingers through hers. She rested her forehead against hers as they panted, coming down from their high.

"That was..." Momo tried to find the words.

"I think that was a lot of unspoken sexual tension being unleashed at once," Kyoka offered, the two giggling at that. Pecking one another on the lips, they staggered over to the bathroom to wash up.

Standing in the shower, Kyoka let Momo's hands trail down her frame as she was lathered with soap, squealing at the naughty pinch to her rear Momo had snuck in. She paid her back with a squeeze at Momo's chest when it was her turn to wash her girlfriend down.

Drying themselves off and changing the sheets to the bed, Kyoka and Momo slid into it entirely nude. They didn't bother with pajamas and decided to sleep with the feeling of one another's skin pressed against their own.

"That was... incredible," Momo said. Kyoka nodded in agreement.

"Some of the best sex I've ever had for sure. Close to Izuku."

"High praise!"

"And I mean it."

Now that her desires had been satisfied, the lust had left Momo's eyes. All that remained was unbridled adoration.

"I really do love you, Kyoka."

"Yeah. I love you too."

Holding Kyoka's hand in both of her own, she brought it up to her mouth to kiss the knuckle before wrapping the smaller woman in a tight embrace. They drifted away, simply happy to be in one another's company as full-on lovers at long last.

Harem List:

Ochaco Uraraka

Momo Yaoyorozu

Itsuka Kendo

Kyoka Jiro

Rumi Usagiyama

Better Late Than Never List:

Momo Yaoyorozu

Kyoka Jiro

Well, here we are folks! Officially have the MomoJiro smut out of the way and with it, we go on to the threesome between Izuku, Ochaco and Rumi next week. I know many of you are mainly here for the Izuku stuff so don't worry, he'll be back in the spotlight for the next few chapters. Mina will be next, so in a couple weeks we'll be starting her arc and we can work on getting another girl in.

The final voting period on the harem order has now ended too, and the tally is in favor of... Reiko! Nowhere near as many votes this time, but Reiko still eked out a victory over Kinoko and with that, the official harem order is decided!

It goes: Ochaco, Momo, Itsuka, Kyoka, Rumi (Mirko), Mina, Toru, Mei, Tomoko (Ragdoll), Tsuyu, Nejire, Nemuri (Midnight), Ibara, Ryuko (Pixie-bob), Kaoruko (Bubble Girl), Melissa, Yui, Camie, Shino (Mandalay), Setsuna, Moe (Burnin'), Ryuko (Ryukyuu), Pony, Yuyu, Reiko, Kinoko, Himiko.

That's it, harem order is finished! Man, what a ride. The different results were interesting, but now voting is over. And with it, we have a basic game plan for how this fic will go. Obviously, not all the girls will be entered into the harem at once but when they are, I'll be sure to do them justice.

Again, look forward to next week's IzuOchaRumi threesome. Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all stay safe. Don't forget to fav/follow if you enjoyed this and if you want to stay more up to date on my work, follow me on Twitter at MilHypotheses. See you next time!

PS: Hopefully, I can beat Persona 5 Royal this next week. Been on that grind for over a month now but I'm about where the new story content starts. Excited to see how it goes!