Izuku yawned loudly when his alarm went off the next morning, stretching his arms above his head to stretch out the kinks. Smacking his lips, he rolled out of bed and turned off the alarm clock, waddling to his closet and grabbing his gym clothes. For a few seconds, he wasn't sure why he felt a bit sore but so good, like he was floating on cloud nine. And it took him a few moments to wonder why he was sleeping naked, his clothes from yesterday thrown about on the floor. But as he put his pants on, he suddenly remembered.

Yui. Last night. The grinding and, and the kissing, and then the ... the ...

Izuku felt his face explode in a blush, and almost collapsed. Oh god. Last night he had sex with Yui. Now that his mind was no longer clouded by lust, he felt like he was about to die from the sheer embarrassment of it. That was - it was without a doubt one of the most impulsive things he had done, and that was including running into dangerous villain situations - and he agreed to go back for more! She literally told him that she'd be happy to fuck him again, and he agreed! Did - did he want to? He kinda wanted to - sex was pretty awesome. But what about Vlad King?! Mr. Aizawa?! And if the girls found out what he had done, that would make things a lot more awkward!

And then another fact came to Izuku as he put on the gym shirt, making him gasp out loud. They - they got really loud at the end. Like full blown moans and grunts. Loud, loud grunts. Oh, god, what if they were overheard?! How thin were the walls?! The only one on the floor would be - Izuku almost felt like collapsing, it was Setsuna. She - she wouldn't have heard, right? He heard her snoring when he went downstairs to her room, but god, what if she woke up? Izuku tried to calm himself down - he just had to play it cool when he saw her, and hope to hell that she was a heavy sleeper.

As he went downstairs, Izuku sighed, deciding inwardly that he would keep this a secret for now. It was a moment of weakness, especially after Yui teased him - no one really had to know about what he did with her. She had been subtle with teasing him too, and no one had acted suspicious when they had finished the movie night, so it may be that no one had noticed. Besides, he didn't know if this counted as dating - she said she didn't want to give the others the impression they were dating, but would that be the same if they continued to do this down the line? He had already checked the mirror to make sure that there weren't any obvious signs of what happened - no lipstick marks or hickeys pointing out, so he was relieved that it wasn't something obvious that would sell him out.

Once he arrived in the living room, he saw Itsuka bending over to tie her shoes, getting ready for their morning run. Izuku had gotten used to running with her after a week, usually chatting about whatever's on their mind - yesterday, Izuku had listened to her talk about her motorcycle, the way she excitedly told him about her parts coming in had warmed his heart, and he was looking forward to whatever they discussed today. What he didn't expect, however, was Ibara also standing at the door, tying her vines back into a ponytail. She was also dressed in her gym clothes, pink tennis shoes on her feet while she stretched a bit.

"H-hey, guys," Izuku greeted them, walking over to put on his training shoes. "Er - Shiozaki, are you joining us today?"

"Indeed," She nodded, giving him a warm smile. "I had seen you and Itsuka running whenever I watered my plants in my window, and I decided to join you today! I hope you do not mind."

"Not at all!" Izuku assured her, smiling. "It's always nice to run with new people!"

"In that case, let's get going," Itsuka told the two, opening the door. Izuku didn't catch her glance at him a bit worriedly, following Ibara out the door to start running on their path.

They started jogging, Izuku and Ibara chatting a bit about how they slept last night, Izuku strangely iffy on his answer. While Ibara chatted happily about wrapping her vines up before going to bed (which Izuku whipped out his notebook to add in), Itsuka stayed silent through the run, debating how to go ahead with asking what's on her mind. She wanted to make sure nothing happened between her best friend and Izuku, specifically anything that would get Izuku in trouble, but she wasn't sure about Ibara's reaction - her religion usually had her frown heavily upon what she considered to be sin, and she didn't want her to look at her friends any different. She stayed silent for about twenty minutes until they took a break at the water fountain, Ibara being utterly wiped - she wasn't used to such a long run, she felt like collapsing - before Itsuka sighed and decided to just throw caution to the wind.

"Hey, Midoriya," she sat down on the bench, Izuku looking over at her while Ibara drank greedily, "I kinda - I've been kinda wondering something."

"Huh?" He blinked, a bit confused - he had been so focused on talking with Ibara about her quirk, everything else had slipped his mind - "What's up?"

"Well ..." Itsuka sighed again, leaning forward trying to figure out to phrase this, before shaking her head and deciding to wing it. "... what's going on between you and Yui?"

She was glancing at the ground, wiping some dirt from her shoe, so she didn't notice Izuku's face break into a comedically horrified look before he managed to get it under control. On the outside, he tried to give a confused but curious look, while inside he was screeching in panic. "I - what do - what do you mean?"

"I mean ..." She let out an exhale, and looked up at him. "I won't lie, Midoriya, I saw her grinding on you last night."

"O-oh." Oh, shit, that's bad. And if she saw that, and was curious ... oh, god, Izuku's life was over.

"Hm? Grinding?" Ibara blinked in confusion, looking between them. "What's that?"

"Oh, uh ..." Itsuka groaned, realizing that Ibara, while knowing about the dirty deed itself, wouldn't know a lot about foreplay, the innocent little flower. She stood up and walked over to her friend, glancing at a rapidly reddening Izuku, and whispered into her ear. Ibara first wrinkled her brow in confusion, before realization hit her eyes, and her face went as red as Izuku's shoes, her mouth opening, and she looked over in a mixture of absolute disgust and religious disappointment at Izuku.

"You ... two ..." she whispered, horrified, "... in front of everyone ... how ... how sinful ... how ... disrespectful ... how ..."

"Okay, hold on, Ibara," Itsuka stopped her before she crucified the poor boy, glancing between them a bit worriedly, "I know Yui did it, but Midoriya didn't seem to do anything. All I was asking, Midoriya ..." she took another deep breath, "... is there something going on between you two? Are you dating?"

"N-no!" Izuku got out, realizing immediately that he may have dug himself deeper, and decided to wing it, trying to lie to the two no matter how guilty he felt. "I - I did notice she - you know - yeah. But we - we aren't in a - a relationship."

"Oh," Itsuka nodded, biting her lip. She ignored a weird feeling that felt like relief, and pressed on. "Well, I did notice, so I wasn't sure. I - I may have listened for any noises after I went to bed, but I didn't hear anyone moving, so I - I thought you guys just went to bed. Is that right?"

Thank All Might! Izuku felt like crying in relief. "I - yeah, I went straight to bed."

"Okay," Itsuka seemed satisfied by that answer, "It's just, do I need to talk to Yui? You didn't seem comfortable with it at all, I can get her to stop."

"N-no, that's not necessary!" Izuku tried to assure her, but realized immediately that this might come off as suspicious, and tried to backtrack. Better to make her think that he didn't enjoy it - because he was very comfortable when she did it. "W-what I mean is - I - I can figure - I can talk to her myself. I can do that."

"Okay," Itsuka felt her eyes narrow a bit in suspicion, but still accepted the answer. Maybe he'd rather handle it by himself. In any case, Ibara looked a bit calmer, assured that he'd be taking care of it, and not the sexual deviant she briefly feared he was. They all decided to get going again, to not miss breakfast now that the sun was rising, and headed straight back to the house. Panting slightly, they opened the door to see the other girls getting breakfast, waving in greeting as they trooped in. Yui was seated at the table, and her eyes immediately snapped to Izuku when he came in, Izuku gulping and trying to control his blush. He was aware of Itsuka glancing at Yui when she came in - he had to be a bit more careful as he sat down beside Ibara at the other side of the room, sparing the other girls their smell.

"How was the morning run, Class Rep?" Reiko floated a piece of toast to her, taking it and spreading some peanut butter on it.

"Pretty good," Itsuka smiled at her, pouring some milk into her bowl for the cereal, "it's been so long since I've run for exercise, my calves are killing me. I don't know how Midoriya does it."

"Er - it's good cardio," Izuku blushed a bit, smiling as he picked up his spoon, "it helps with losing weight."

"Wait - really?!" Kinoko leaned forward, looking interested. "I thought going to the gym in general made you lose weight!"

"Well - kinda," Itsuka explained to her, "Going to the gym helps build muscle, but not lose weight. Cardio helps lose weight because it burns calories. Combining cardio and muscle building definitely helps lose weight."

"Then I gotta join you guys!" Kinoko hit her fists against the table, firing up. "I'm feeling like I got a big mushroom on my stomach recently, I gotta work it off!"

"Why? You look good."

The entire table went silent when Izuku said that, and his eyes widened when he realized he said it out loud. He went blood red for the umpteenth time that day (this seemed to be a recurring theme), and almost apologized before Kinoko let out a little squeal.

"Why, thank you, Midoriya!" She cooed. "Nice to know guys think I look great!" She was very thankful that her fringe hid most of her cheeks, hiding the blush on her cheeks. "Glad to know the boys think I'm attractive!"

Yui hummed, although her normally straight lips seemed to turn down to a frown, spreading some butter on her toast with a bit more force than necessary. Izuku cleared his throat and glanced away, trying to look at anyone else, and as his eyes fell to Setsuna across the table, she glanced up. Izuku felt a brief panic that he had been caught staring, ready to subject himself to more teasing - but the expression that crossed her face was even worse than he had imagined.

She smirked, but it wasn't her friendly smirk that she usually had - this one hid a bit more sadism in it. Izuku felt both confused and terrified as she looked at him as though she was a predator stalking her prey, and he had no idea why - until she glanced between him and Yui. That was what made Izuku nearly lose his grip on his spoon, staring at her in horror as her grin widened. No one was aware of their little silent stare off, and Setsuna chuckled and went back to eating her her crackers while Izuku came to one horrifying conclusion:

She knew.

Oh, god, he was an idiot! He and Yui were being too loud, obviously Setsuna would wake up! Oh, god, Izuku, don't panic, just remain calm, pretend nothing happened. Setsuna wouldn't just out him in front of everyone, would she? She enjoyed teasing her roommates but she wouldn't just outright say "oh hey I heard Izuku and Yui making woopie last night", would she? Oh, please, don't, he just assured Itsuka and Ibara that he didn't!

"Something up, Set?" Pony asked from across the table, "You look like something's funny."

"Oh, not really," Setsuna assured her casually, sipping on her juice, "I, uh, was thinking of something. Yui, I heard some squeaking last night from your room. What was up with that?"

Izuku choked on his cornflakes, coughing and hitting his chest. Reiko looked at him curiously, patting his back while he calmed down. He didn't notice Itsuka glance at him, narrowing her eyes slightly as they waited for Yui's answer. The stoic girl took a few seconds to chew on her breakfast, before swallowing and answering:

"I found a really good porn video and got carried away. Sorry."

"Yui!" Ibara touched her chest, scandalized, while Pony, Kinoko and Setsuna laughed. Itsuka rolled her eyes and sat back down at the table after grabbing her coffee, taking a sip. She still glanced over at Izuku, who was looking more relieved than necessary at her answer. She still had her suspicions, but didn't want to call either of them out in front of the entire house. She would settle for keeping a close eye on Izuku for now on - she couldn't really stop them if they really wanted to, but she could make sure they didn't get carried away. Izuku was on thin ice as it was, and he hadn't even done anything to Vlad King's knowledge - all it would take is for Izuku to be caught, and it would be over for him.

"Huh," Setsuna laughed, smirking, "must've been really good."

Izuku gulped.

Itsuka felt her eyes narrow more.


Since it was the weekend, Izuku had all the time he needed to relax. Taking a long shower after his run and finishing on the homework assignment Midnight had assigned them, by mid afternoon, he had settled for sitting at the dining room table close to dinner, opening his notebook and writing down which new hero came out that day. While he did that, Pony and Kinoko were in the living room, with the mushroom heroine doing up Pony's hair while they giggled about an anime playing on the T.V.. Reiko and Ibara had gone out to train a bit before coming back to make dinner, and Itsuka had to run out to do shopping with Yui, planning to try out some Indian dishes for a change. When she had left, Yui gave Izuku another stare that Izuku easily interpreted, which made him gulp since Itsuka was also watching him, so he had to try to play it cool. But unfortunately, that was the least of his problems, he thought as he tapped the page of his notebook absent-mindedly.

Setsuna knew. It was obvious, from the way she was grinning at the both of them and the tease she said that morning. The problem was that Izuku had no idea what she was going to do with that info. From the week he had gotten to know her, he knew that she liked to tease her friends, sometimes to the point that it almost went too far, but she would always follow up with a good joke and made sure that he knew she was joking (the one time she made fun of him, he almost cried and she had panicked hard), but this ... this wasn't some mistake that they could laugh over. This was something that could get him kicked out of the dorm!

He had to do something about it ... but he wasn't sure what.

Izuku sighed as he closed his notebook, shutting his eyes and pushing his hand against his face.

"You okay, Midori?" Pony asked from the couch, concerned. "You look like something's up."

"Huh? O-oh, I'm fine," Izuku jumped slightly, and brought his hand down so he could flash her a smile. "I'm just ... I'm just thinking."

"Hm? Thinkin' of what?" Pony sat forward, hanging over the couch while Kinoko leaned back, watching their show.

"Just ... thinking." Izuku sighed again, putting his notebook back into the little pocket of space he kept it. "I've been ... I've been wondering something about someone, but I don't know how to approach them. It - it's nothing bad! It's just ... awkward."

"Huh," Pony pursed her lips, thinking, "Well, I'd just go up and talk to 'em, you know? Sure, it's kinda scary, but I think that it's better than just sitting there doing nothing, you know?"

"I ... guess I understand," Izuku brought a hand to his mouth, thinking. "It's just, it's a really awkward subject."

"But Midori, if you just keep sitting there, it'll just keep getting more and more awkward!" Pony gave him a confidently sure look, balling her fists. "I say go do it now, before it's too unbearable."

"I ..." Izuku sighed, not really finding a sound argument, and got up from his seat. "I guess. I'll go - uh, text them now. Yeah. I'll text them and ask to meet - tomorrow."

"Sounds good!" Pony nodded happily. "And if it doesn't go well, don't worry! I have a tub of ice cream I can share with you."

"Really? I - thanks, Tsunotori," Izuku smiled at her, the genuine, happy one, that made Pony's heart start beating hard in her chest and a light blush kiss her cheeks. As he headed up the stairs, pretending to head to his room, Pony sighed, sitting back down on the couch, and Kinoko gave her a little cheeky grin.

"You'll share ice cream with him?" She asked, and Pony let out a small groan.

"I panicked!"


Izuku gulped a bit nervously, but still raised his hand to knock on Setsuna's door. He knew that Yui was out, so they had the floor to themselves - so Izuku could crawl on his hands and knees and beg her not to tell anyone what she heard. Luckily, she was in, because once he was done knocking on her door, he heard her call, "Come in!"

He took a deep breath, and opened the door, poking his head in. Her dinosaur themed room immediately stood out to him, the t-rexs on the dresser, the green and brown walls, the fuzzy floor, and her bed which had covers with various dinosaurs on it. It was one of the proudest days of Izuku's life when he had glimpsed this room, finally managing to zing her back for once when she had made fun of his room - her comeback had been pretty weak, making a cackling Itsuka high-five him and agree to buy pizza that night while Setsuna pouted.

The girl herself was seated at her desk, working on some assignment. She smiled up at him as he entered the room, putting her pen down so she could look at him.

"Yo, Parsley!" She waved a disconnected hand at him, floating it in the air. "What's up?"

"Uh - nothing much," Izuku shrugged, shutting the door quietly behind him and entering the room. "I was just ... hoping to talk to you about something."

"Oh?" Setsuna raised an eyebrow, rolling around in her chair so she could properly face him. The hand reattached, and she folded it behind her head as she looked up at him. "And what could my dear Mr. Midoriya come to talk to little old me about?"

"I ..." Izuku faltered for a second, having second thoughts about this, before he shook his head and decided to forge onward. "I ... know that you know what happened."

"You know that I know?"

"Yeah."

"What do I know?"

"Wh -" Izuku stumbled to a stop, feeling himself go red. Setsuna's teasing smirk came back, and she crossed one leg over the other as she stared up at him.

"Do I know ... that you and Yui did the horizontal tango?" She guessed, and Izuku let out a small squeak. "That you two ... sucked each others' faces off? That Yui ... bent over and sucked your -"

"O-okay, that's enough!" Izuku managed to stop her there, not being able to look her in the eye as she laughed.

"Yeah, I know," She confirmed, nodding. "You guys woke me up when she made you blow the fuck up. Do you know how shocking it was waking up to you cumming?" Izuku felt like laying down on the carpet, feeling all of the blood in his body crawl to his face. "So I decided to have a look, and ... whew boy," Setsuna laughed, trying to hide her own blush, "you guys don't fuck around. Well, you do, but you know what I mean."

"... I - I guess."

"So? Why are you asking?" Setsuna got back on topic, but her eyes started scanning his body while he looked everywhere but at her. He was wearing a thin grey t-shirt and shorts, so she got a look at his muscular arms and legs, and she felt a small shiver go up her. She knew that she was interested in him, pretty much had since last night, but with him standing in front of her right now, so embarrassed ... she felt a shiver rise up in her. And the sudden desire to have him on her bed, right underneath her.

Well, if she played her cards right ...

"I was ..." Izuku gulped again, and managed to squeak out, "I'm just ... I just wanted to ask you not to tell anyone. It's - it'd be pretty bad if someone found out what I - what we did. I could get ... kicked out."

"Yeah, it would be," Setsuna agreed, and let out a small grunt as she got up out of the chair, looking up at Izuku - he was a few centimeters taller than her, perfect for her to bite at his neck, and she suppressed another shudder. "So you came here to beg me to not say anything to Vlad King?"

"I - I guess." Izuku hung his head, already feeling like this was a lost cause, and lambasting himself for coming across so pathetically in front of his friend - unaware that she was staring at him like her dinosaur crackers.

"Well ... I suppose ... that you can buy my silence."

"I - I can?!" Izuku gasped, hope surging through him - perhaps his life here wasn't over after all - and he whipped his gaze up to her, seeing her confident smile. "W-what do you want? I can get you whatever you want!"

"What do I want?" Setsuna put on a show of putting her finger to her lips, thinking. "What. Do. I. Want?"

"Yeah!"

"What I want ..." Setsuna's grin returned, somewhat dashing Izuku's hopes briefly, in fear that she was going to do something humiliating - and then she said, "I want you on my bed."

"... I'm - I'm sorry?"

"I want you to get on my bed," Setsuna repeated, her grin becoming sharper, "and make me cum harder than I ever have in my life."

Izuku stared blankly at her for a few minutes, her words still processing in his mind while she waited. She - she wanted to - she wanted to have sex with him? Him? She wanted him to - oh, god, then he glanced down and saw her tank top, it wasn't hiding anything. Her tank top was thin, very thin, and it was practically see through - showing her nipples poking out at him.

Oh, god, now Izuku's gaze whipped to her face, and now there was no mistaking the lust in her eyes. She was staring at him like she was going to eat him up, her mouth curved in a seductive smirk, her eyes a bit fogged up, and holy shit, when did she get so close? She was practically up in his face, her breasts almost pushing against his chest. The stupid part of Izuku was begging him to do as she says, but he managed to get his sudden horniness under control.

"I - I don't -" He managed to avert his gaze, looking over at her wall. "I - me and Yui -"

"I mean, are you two in a relationship? Didn't look at that way to me," Setsuna pointed out. "I think she said that you two weren't, right? So ... if you two aren't in a relationship ..." she raised a hand to feel his stomach, smiling at the feeling of the muscles underneath his shirt, "... and I don't think she would mind ... if you and I got to know each other a little better, would she?"

"I ..." Izuku tried desperately to cling to his rational thoughts, but Setsuna seemed to get even more beautiful the longer he looked at her. That, and the look in her eyes was much different than the looks that Yui sent him. Yui seemed to always shoot looks of desire at him, but Setsuna ... and the look in her eyes, it wasn't really desire, although it was there. But the look in her eyes told him that ... she didn't just want to have sex with him. She wanted ...

... to dominate him.

"I ..." Izuku felt his will crumble. "Okay. I - I want to have sex with you."

"Oh, buddy," Setsuna laughed softly, patting his cheek with a disconnected hand, "you won't be fucking me."

"I - what?"

"I said you won't be fucking me," Setsuna grinned, baring her teeth into a smirk. "I will be fucking you."

Before Izuku could say anything to that, Setsuna moved away, crawling on her bed. She was sure to swing her hips while she moved to the pillows, showing off her ass to him. Izuku gulped as he looked at that lovely butt, and was tempted to reach out to grab it - although from what she had said, and the look in her eyes, she wouldn't appreciate it. He knew that she was the one that was going to be leading.

She finally reached the edge of her bed, and twirled around so that she was laying on the bed, her legs spread, and used her hands to feel her breasts, squeezing slightly and letting out a low groan. Setsuna stared Izuku in the eyes as she smirked again, and crooked a finger at him.

"Lay on top of me," Setsuna instructed, her eyes alight with malice. Izuku sighed, but did as he was told, crawling onto the bed after her and adjusting himself to lay between her legs. At her suggestion, he laid so that his crotch laid atop of hers, while her legs spread, using her quirk to briefly detatch them before reattaching so that her legs were even more spread apart. Izuku gulped when he put his hands beside Setsuna's head, the green-haired girl smirking up at him, before she grabbed his torso to bring him down a bit more. Izuku gulped as he adjusted himself to his elbows, still not completely on top of her but their faces much closer.

"Alright," Setsuna whispered, and one hand detached, flying over and grabbing Izuku's lower back, "now start grinding."

"Wh -"

"Start. Grinding." She ordered, leaving no room for debate, and Izuku sighed, realizing that he didn't have much choice now. Remembering how Yui moved on him last night, he decided to subtly imitate her movements. He brought his hips up gently, before bringing them back down, being sure to drag his crotch against hers. Setsuna let out a jittered breath, but she raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Come on," She told him, "you can do better than that."

He couldn't fault her for thinking that, Izuku conceded, so he cleared his throat and decided to pick it up. He began grinding against her quicker, bringing himself into a tempo that wasn't too fast but wasn't too slow. Setsuna let out an appreciative hum, and her hands, detached from her wrists, began running against his back, feeling him up through his shirt. Izuku let out a small pant when one of her hands lifted up the shirt, palming at his back.

"Nice and muscular," she commented, spreading her lips, "can't wait to lick you up."

Izuku grunted, the dirty talk starting to get to him, and picked up the pace. Now, Setsuna's face broke in a pleasured smile as he continued humping her against the bed, letting out small gasps and giggles. She was far more expressive than Yui (to the surprise of absolutely no one), but Izuku found himself enjoying hearing the sound of her small moans as he continued humping her. Suddenly, her hand left his back and landed on his ass, smacking it. Izuku groaned, and bucked faster into her.

"Ha ... you like that?" Setsuna managed to say through her moans, sneering. "You like it when I spank you? When I dominate you? I thought you were supposed to be a good - haaah - a good little leader for your class. How would they react seeing you like this?"

Izuku shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut as he continued grinding. Setsuna grabbed his face and brought him even lower, now practically nose to nose with him while she continued speaking.

"Would they be shocked? I think they - oh, fuck - they would be. The guy saying he'll be the future number one hero, my little bitch. You like being my bitch? Say it."

"I ..."

"Say it!"

"I - I like being your bitch," Izuku confessed, heat rising his stomach the more he grinded against her. Setsuna grinned, and threw her arms around his neck, bringing him chest-to-chest with her. Izuku moaned as he felt her breasts through the shirts, confirming that she didn't have a bra on at all as they grinded, and finally laid down completely on top of her, putting his head next to hers as he continued humping her with quickening pace. Her hands, still disconnected from her arms, continued feeling him up, one hand going beneath them to slip up his shirt and feel up his muscles, and the other grabbing his ass, squeezing and helping his movements. Izuku already felt like cumming, the intensity and dirty talking already getting him there. Setsuna smirked up at him, and slipped her hand back out of the shirt to grab a handful of hair.

"Oh, fuck yeah, keep going," She growled, jolting below him. "Make me cum, c'mon, do it, you big-dicked bastard!"

Izuku let out a long moan, his hips practically blurring as he grinded harder on her, being sure to drag his hips hard. Setsuna moaned out, and finally pushed Izuku's head down so that she could kiss him hard, her other hand raising to smack his ass again. Izuku now couldn't stop himself from cumming, letting out a loud grunt as he came inside his pants, his hips jittering to a stop as he rode out the orgasm. Setsuna grumbled, fixing Izuku with a small glare.

"You came," she said, not happy, "and I didn't. You selfish boy."

"I -"

Before Izuku could apologize, she rolled them over so that he was on his back, the green-haired girl straddling him. Quickly, she yanked her shirt over her head, revealing her smaller but perky breasts, and the muscles lining her stomach. Izuku gulped, almost tempted to reach up to feel them, but the glare Setsuna was shooting him made him falter.

"You were supposed to make me cum," she told him, and quickly slid her shorts and panties down her legs, throwing them away. "And you didn't. That deserves some punishment." She stood up, rubbing a finger against her snatch, feeling the wetness. "Get undressed. Now."

Izuku was quick to do what she said, ripping his shirt off and working on his belt. He was weirdly aroused by her behavior - she was being mean and bossy, but that shot more heat down to his pelvis, so he didn't mind at all. Once his pants were off, Setsuna licked her lips at the sight of his dick, but still walked over so that she stood above his head. Slowly, she detached her lower body from her upper one, her dripping arousal lowering above his mouth.

"You are going to make me cum," she ordered him. "You're going to make me cum so hard, I'm not going to be able to walk straight for a week."

"I - how many times do ... I have to make you ...?" Izuku asked, feeling a bit intimidated.

"Until I tell you to stop."

Without any warning to him, she dropped her hips down directly onto his mouth, Izuku's eyes going wide as her weight was pressed onto his face. Her wet folds were on his mouth, the wetness coming out of it now on his lips. She shifted her hips, and smirked down at him, grabbing a handful of his hair.

"Now lick," She commanded.

Izuku shuddered a bit at the order, but sighed and did as he was told. He thought back to all the porn that he watched, and how they would go down on each other. Remembering that it usually needed to be done slowly at first, Izuku shifted his face so he could kiss her thigh, enjoying the soft skin. Setsuna let out a small huff at the feeling of his lips on her thigh, but let out a grumble of dissatisfaction.

"Stop fucking around at the door," She hissed, using her hand to grip his hair tighter, "and let yourself in."

Izuku was at the very least good at taking instructions, and finally shifted his lips to kiss her lower ones. He tried to remember the porn he had watched, and started off as though he was tongue-kissing her, being sure to kiss her folds, and push his tongue to play with her. Setsuna let out a shuddering breath, closing her eyes as he gently played with her. She let out a small gasp as he pushed his tongue a bit further inside. He had just gotten a taste of her, the scent of her cunt suddenly hitting him. Izuku let out a small moan as he licked up her juices - it was a weird taste, but it was ... addicting.

Izuku took a second to breath, panting slightly, and drew his tongue against her. "Can I ... can I touch you?"

"Touch me ..." Setsuna made a show of thinking about it, putting a finger to her lip, before she smirked down at him, "you can ... on one condition."

"Yeah?" Izuku panted, pressing another kiss to her crotch as she jolted, licking her lips.

"Call me your mistress."

"My ...?" Izuku blinked for a second, but rolled with it. "Yes - uh, yes mistress."

"Good," Setsuna panted, and pressed her lower body harder against his mouth. "Now find my clit. Nibble on it. Be a good boy, and I'll reward you."

His mind was already so far gone, after licking and kissing her folds, the promise of a reward was more than appealing to him. Izuku took a second to look before managing to find her clit at the top of her vagina, and immediately went to attack it, remembering the videos and licking at the small point of pleasure, causing Setsuna to moan out loudly.

"That's fucking right, you big dicked bastard," she moaned out, continuing to squeeze the hand she had in his hair, "you lick me the fuck up, you already came before me, you fucking owe me, give it to me, give it to meeee ..."

She could feel herself start to come closer to climax, the heat rising in her. She began grinding against his face, rubbing her wet entrance against his mouth, and Izuku took that with gusto, sticking his tongue out and licking at her while she began moaning even louder.

"Fuck, you're a natural," she cried out, "I'm gonna have to make you come here every night, tongue your mistress. Do you want that?"

"Yes, mistress," Izuku whispered, continuing to lick her as he felt her hips move faster. "I really fucking want that."

"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, ohfuckohfuckohFUCK -!"

Shouting out, Setsuna came hard, squirting directly in Izuku's face. He took it with enthusiasm, though, licking up whichever juices he could while he continued tongue-fucking her through her climax. Finally, Setsuna felt herself calm down, panting raggedly, and lifted her hips slightly. Izuku took deep breaths as well to calm down, wiping his mouth with one hand.

"Was ..." he gulped, trying to suck in more air, "... was that enough, mistress?"

"Fuck no," Setsuna shook her head, eyes alight with malice, "do that fucking again."

Without any hesitation, she pressed her pussy back down against his mouth, making him jump in surprise as his mouth was stuffed by her again. He didn't complain, though - her utterly dominating him was a surprising turn on - so he didn't mind getting some practice in, diving back into her pussy and eating her up. This was his life for the next two hours, Setsuna sitting her lower body on top of him while her upper half floated around the room, her chest and head laying against the desk, her hands feeling up his muscles, and her mouth occasionally floating over to deliver either small taunts or pressing kisses to his cheeks and forehead, rewarding him for his hard work.

True to her word, Setsuna had Izuku make her cum until she had enough. For two hours, she orgasmed multiple times, squirting on his face while grinding. She encouraged him to continue by allowing him to massage her ass, giggling at the feeling of his strong and calloused hands gripping at her. Finally, she came one last time, and let out a defeated sigh as her lower part floated across the room, reattaching. She summoned her other body parts so that she was completely intact, slumped over her desk, panting. Izuku wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, glancing over at her.

"Are - are you okay?" He asked, standing up on shaky legs. She let out a small giggle.

"Yeah, just need to - holy shit, just need to catch my breath," she managed to get up, rubbing some feeling back into her legs. "Holy shit, Parsley."

"Uh - yeah," Izuku laughed a bit, and Setsuna gave him a genuine smile, one that didn't have any malice or ulterior motives. She leaned up on her tippie-toes and gave him a playful kiss, being sure to taste herself on his lips. Izuku kissed back just as gently, keeping his hands to himself though, until she encouraged him to wrap his arms around her, pressing their chests together as they made out. Finally, they broke apart, and Setsuna laid her head against his chest, hugging him.

"Was that okay?" She asked him. "All that dirty talk - it was cool, right?"

"Yeah," Izuku confirmed, and blushed a bit. "It was - it was pretty hot."

"Mm-hm." Setsuna grinned, and looked up at him. "Trust me, this isn't the last time we do this. I know I said every night, but you don't have to - but goddamn, I wanna do this again."

"I - I hope so too," Izuku gulped - this made everything a lot worse, sleeping with not one but two of his roommates - but even he couldn't deny the puppy-dog look in her eyes as she looked up at him. "I, uh - I didn't get my reward."

"Oh?" Setsuna smirked. "My little bitch wants his reward? How greedy."

"I, uh -"

"Relax, I'm kidding. Right now." She hugged him again. "But next time we do this ... then your mistress will give you your reward. That sound good?"

"That ... sounds really good."

After hugging and exchanging a few more kisses, Izuku realized he had to get back to his own room, least he get caught. They quickly got dressed, Setsuna sure to give him a good look over as he pulled up his clothes. Finally, she pushed him out the door, being sure to give him a small kiss as she bid him goodnight. Izuku smiled dopily, and began making his way back upstairs, being sure to be quiet; everyone should have gotten to bed by now, since the house was dark and there were no sounds coming downstairs other than Pony and Reiko going over their video games. Neither of the lovers noticed Yui's door open a crack, glaring after them while pouting.

Upstairs, Izuku sighed as he opened his door, unable to hide a small smile. Sure, he did feel guilty for breaking Vlad King's trust again, with another girl after all, but he couldn't help but feel a small smidge of pride in him. From Setsuna's reactions to his cunnlinguis, and how many times she came today, he thought he had gotten his oral game down. It was one thing to hump into Yui until she came, but now he felt genuinely proud of being able to make a girl fall to pieces like that (and that thought made Izuku laugh). He took the time to look around his room a bit, the All Might wallpapers, the nice bed, his desk with his notebooks and computer, Itsuka sitting in his chair, the other hero merchandise he'd collected over the y -

Izuku felt himself go still, realizing what was off that he didn't immediately pick up on. He slowly turned his gaze back to his orange-haired roommate, who was sitting in his chair with her legs crossed and arms folded, putting her phone away. And she did not look happy.

"Hey, Midoriya," she said shortly, "we need to talk."