"Hey Midoriya. We need to talk."
Those six words were enough to strike a bolt of fear straight into Izuku's heart as his roommate stood up from his chair, giving him a glare. He knew that Itsuka was well known as the big sister of Class 1B, the glue that kept them together, who could always be relied on to be kind, empathetic and all around nice. But that beacon of reliance and hope was not in the room with him right now. No, now he was on the receiving end of her suddenly cold eyes, completely depleted of the usual warmth there, with the stare being so intense he felt like packing his bags and running as far away as he could from the house. She was dressed in her pajamas, a pair of pink pants and a blue shirt decorated with hearts, and her hair was out of her usual ponytail - but rather than look cute, it made her look even more intimidating.
"So," Itsuka started, leaning against his desk and giving him a wide smile that did not at all reach her cold eyes, her voice all light and flowery as she chatted with him as though they had just seen each other on the street and said hello, "I didn't see you at dinner at all."
"I, uh ..." Izuku tried hard to make sure his face didn't look guilty, or surprised or fearful. It was best to play this as dumbly as he could, so she didn't suspect anything off. "I was ... hanging out with Iida."
"Ahh," Itsuka nodded slowly, making it pretty clear that she didn't buy that for a second. "Well, that's good. It's important to hang out with your friends. It'd be weird if you just stayed here all the time, after all."
"Er - right."
"Mm-hm. Well, that's pretty interesting. You wanna know what I did tonight? I came back from shopping with Yui, put away our stuff, made a bit of dinner, and then went to Yui's to hang out. And you know what, Midoriya?" Itsuka leaned forward, "I heard the strangest thing coming out of Setsuna's room."
Ooooooooooooooooooooh, fuck.
Izuku felt himself freeze up, staring at his roommate's face in growing horror. The small fake smile on her face faded away, replaced by a glare that intensified the longer she looked at him. Izuku felt himself start to go into fight-or-flight mode, and prayed he entered flight mode - he did not like his chances with Itsuka glaring at him like that.
"It sounded like ... she was moaning," Itsuka raised an eyebrow. "Now, normally, I'd just ignore it, or knock to tell her to quiet down. What she does in the privacy of her room is her own business. But then, I heard something else. Do you wanna know what it was?"
"... guh."
"It was you. You moaning. You were in there with her. Now, I consider myself pretty novice when it comes to stuff like that, so I tend to not stick my head in it. But ... I'm a pretty smart girl. I can figure stuff out. So you wanna know what I think you were doing?" Itsuka started walking slowly forward, her fists slowly beginning to grow.
"I ... Kendou, I ..."
"You ..." Itsuka's sarcastic flowery voice was gone, replaced by steel and anger as her quirk began growing her hands to large scale, clenching them into hard fists, "... were cheating on my best friend."
"..." Izuku blinked, not really getting what she meant at first. That seemed to be a recurring issue with him. Cheating on ... her best friend? Yui? She was talking about Yui? Why did -
And then he understood, in a moment of clarity. How evasive he had been with Itsuka about what Yui had done to him during the movie. How he promised to make it better by himself. Setsuna's hint about what he had been up to with Yui last night this morning was obvious to him - it would've obvious to Itsuka as well. And if she did overhear him and Setsuna's activities, that meant ...
Oh god! Itsuka thought Izuku was cheating on Yui with Setsuna!
"K-Kendou, I -"
"Y'know, I thought you were a pretty good guy, Midoriya," Itsuka growled, and Izuku backed up into his door, fear crawling at him as she advanced, "of all the guys to do something so wrong, I didn't expect you. Well, I can't exactly drag you to Vlad King, since you're not technically doing anything wrong, but do you know what I can do?"
"Kendou, wait -"
"I can make sure you never, ever hurt my best friend like that again. And I'm going to do that by beating you black and blue."
She then drew her fist back, prepared to punch him straight through the door, when Izuku threw his hands to cover his face and yelled, "I'm not in a relationship with Kodai!"
For a few tense filled seconds, Izuku screwed his eyes shut, preparing for a gigantic fist to knock him senseless, but it never came. He squinted one eye open to see Kendou tilt her head, her glare still on her face, but her fist still held back.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm - I'm not in a relationship with Kodai. I - I admit, we slept together, but - but we aren't dating. We aren't, I swear."
For a few tense filled seconds, the two stared at each other, Izuku praying to every god and All Might that she believed him. Itsuka still gave him a questioning glare, but thankfully, her fist began shrinking back down to normal, her fighting stance slumping back to a normal posture. But she still fixed him with that glare as though she didn't really believe him.
"Alright, Midoriya," she said coldly, "no more lies or half-truths. What's going on?"
Izuku winced at her calling him out on his lies, but he shook his head. "I - okay, I'll tell you. I - I think I owe you that much. Just - can you give me a second to breath? I thought you were going to punch me through the wall."
Itsuka was sure to give him a glare. "Jury's still out on that."
Izuku winced, but now was not the time to feel guilty - he had a feeling that she wasn't bluffing. As quickly as he could, he sat down on his bed and explained everything that had happened - from Yui coming on to him and making out with him the first night, to her teasing him, to the grinding, to the sex they had. Itsuka frowned, but sat down in his chair and listened as Izuku continued to explain how Setsuna obviously overheard them, and found out they weren't an item, so when he had asked her not to talk to anyone, she had compromised that if he messed around with her, she would keep her mouth shut.
There was about a minute of silence while Itsuka digested Izuku's explanation, the green-haired boy gulping and looking nervously at her as she thought it over. Finally, she spoke up.
"Okay. It's - huh." Itsuka shook her head. "I ... probably should've seen this coming."
"Wh - you'd know they'd have sex with me?"
"N-no, not exactly, but - but I should've seen someone coming on to you," Itsuka sighed, and leaned back against the chair. "I - okay, Midoriya, first I'm going to just say I'm sorry for - y'know, jumping to conclusions."
"I-it's okay," Izuku nodding, feeling a bit guilty, "I can see how you came to that."
"It's just - I probably should've seen Yui hitting on you coming," Itsuka pouted. "She's - she's a good friend, but she's always thirsty. I just assumed that meant she liked checking us out, or other guys, I didn't think that she would - you know, seduce you."
"Er - yeah."
"But Set ..." Itsuka sighed, her eyes narrowing slightly, "I didn't think - huh."
"Er - yeah, I didn't see that coming either," Izuku confessed, leaning forward and putting his elbows on his knees.
"So ... what are you going to do now, Midoriya?" Itsuka asked, looking back up. "I mean - it's really none of my business, and technically you're not doing anything wrong - Vlad King thought you'd do something untoward, but it is consensual - but Midoriya, you know how this could backfire, right?"
"B-backfire?" Izuku blinked, looking to her in confusion.
"I mean, yeah," she nodded. "Sure, it's all good now - Yui said you weren't dating, and I don't think you're dating Set - but what happens if you guys do catch feelings? It'll end bad for all of you."
Izuku winced, realizing that he had not thought out that. So caught up in feeling good with each of them, he hadn't completely considered the consequences. What would happen if he was forced to choose between Setsuna and Yui? And he hadn't considered the other girls' reactions to what happened if that got out ... so caught up in feeling guilty about abusing Vlad King's trust, he hadn't considered their feelings.
"... obviously, you need to think about it," Itsuka said as Izuku trailed off in thought, standing up from the desk. "Just ... promise that you'll be easy with them. If - if you do choose, let the other one off gently, please. And if you do need help, you can talk to me, okay?"
"I ... okay, Kendou."
"Okay," Itsuka smiled kindly - she was surprised about feeling so soft around him right now, especially considering she came up here to beat the crap out of him - and went to the door, opening it gently and stepping out. "Goodnight, Midoriya."
"G-goodnight, Kendou."
The bell rung for lunch the next day, Ectoplasm putting his things away and heading out, math finished. As Class 1B got their stuff out, Itsuka rolled her eyes as Monoma immediately stopped at her desk, asking exactly what he had been asking for the last week.
"What did he do?! Kendou -"
"For god's sake, Monoma," Itsuka snapped, feeling more than annoyed as she pulled out her lunch, "Midoriya is not doing anything. So shut the hell up and leave me in peace."
"Kendou, you know that can't be true!" Monoma protested, looking manic, "This is our only opportunity to learn the inner workings of Class 1A! Their most gulible member, with notebooks filled with their notebooks! If we took it from him we'd be able to finally defeat them! Why are you so stubborn you'd think that -"
Itsuka glared up at him while subtly starting to grow her hand, the subtly message of what would happen if he didn't shut up clear. Thankfully, Monoma took the hint, and huffed as he went back to his seat on the other side of the class, pouting. Sighing, Itsuka sat back in her seat, sighing, while Setsuna took a seat beside her in Shoda's seat, grinning.
"I think one day he's going to break and try to enter our dorms," she joked, and Itsuka shook her head.
"If he does, I'm going to bury him in the forest," she sighed, opening her bento and taking out her chopsticks, "I've got enough to deal with than Monoma breaking into the house."
"Mm-hm."
"Oh, that reminds me, we're doing training tonight," Itsuka told her, scooping up some rice and putting it in her mouth, "we gotta do some strength training."
"Oh, god, no," Setsuna groaned, flopping against the desk miserably, "last time we did that I couldn't move for days. Please, don't make me go through that again."
"Too bad," Itsuka laughed a bit, reaching over and patting her head, "you need that training more than anything - your quirk could improve if your muscles aren't all weak."
"Says miss Amazon over here," Setsuna grumped. "I bet Parsley doesn't have to do that."
"'Parsley' is training with Iida tonight, he told me," Itsuka raised an eyebrow, seeing this as an opportunity to bring up their most recent problem. "And speaking of Midoriya ..."
"Hm?" Setsuna raised her head from the desk, looking around in curiosity.
"Set, I know it's none of my business, but -"
"Hey."
The two girls looked around to see Yui staring down at them, looking disinterested. Her eyes, however, told a different story.
"Yui?" Itsuka blinked. "What's up?"
"Not much. I just heard that Midoriya and Uraraka are having a fight outside."
"What?!" Itsuka gasped, standing up, while Setsuna also looked shocked. "Midoriya and Uraraka? Those two get along great! What's going on?"
"No idea," Yui shook her head, and Itsuka sighed before leaving her desk, heading for the door and sliding it open. Setsuna rolled her eyes but also got up, intending to go see what was going on. Yui also decided to follow, advising them to head out to Gym Gamma.
They arrived there several minutes later, only needing to listen to the sound of distant shouting. Izuku and Ochako were glaring at each other while exchanging yells. To the side, Iida, Todoroki, Momo, Kyouka, Nejire and Mirio were watching the argument, their expressions unreadable. Itsuka, Setsuna and Yui finally arrived, Setsuna panting slightly from the run.
"Hey guys," Itsuka gasped out, panting, "I heard there was an argument. What's going on? Why aren't you stopping it?"
"Why aren't we stopping it?" Mirio laughed, pointing at them. "Because it's hilarious."
Taken aback, Itsuka looked around to Izuku and Ochako exchanging heated words, and listened to what they were actually saying. What they were arguing about pretty much put a stop to the worried thoughts going through her head.
"Admit it!" Ochako accused, pointing a finger. "You've got a new best friend in 1B, don't you?! After everything we went through together, you just replaced me!"
"Are you kidding?!" Izuku crossed his arms, defensive. "You think I don't appreciate everything we have?! Besides, if anyone's replacing best friends, it's you! You always hang out with Asui!"
"We go to the same internship!"
"And you live with her! What's your point?!"
As they continued arguing, Itsuka gave them her best 'are you kidding me' face, while Setsuna grinned and watched the show.
"Aren't ..." Itsuka sighed, not believing her eyes. "Aren't you guys gonna step in?"
"No, no," Momo shook her head. "Usually, once one of them starts crying, everything's fine. Just watch."
For a few more minutes, the two accused each other of getting new best friends, until they took a minute to catch their breaths, glaring at each other and refusing to back down. And then, Izuku's lip started quivering. Small tears began filling his eyes.
Ochako took a small, quick breath at the sight, and said stubbornly, "I won't break. Not this time, Deku."
Izuku continued to quiver, barely holding his angry face together.
"I won't break."
A single tear dripped out onto his cheek.
"I won't ..."
Izuku now couldn't stop himself from crying, his angry face dissolving almost immediately. His face changed within seconds - exactly as long as it took for Ochako to break as well, immediately bursting into tears as the two stumbled towards each other, grabbing each other in a hug while crying their eyes out, much to Itsuka and Setsuna's bewilderment.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you!"
"Me too!"
"You're still my best friend!"
"You're my best friend!"
"I love you, Ochako!"
"I love you too, Deku!"
The two best friends continued their cries of "I love you!" and "my bestest friend in the world!" while their little audience shook their heads while laughing, enjoying the oddly heartwarming end to this argument, while Nejire put a hand to her cheek and beamed at them.
"They're so cute," she cooed, "well, not in the same way though. Midoriya's cute in the way like a puppy I want to play with all day. Ochako's cute in the way I want to bend her over and -"
"Oookay, that's enough fun for you," Mirio was quick to pick her up, putting her over his shoulder and starting to carry her off. Nejire whined a bit about not being able to hang out with her girlfriend anymore, but still gave them a wave. Itsuka rolled her eyes, but gestured for Setsuna and Yui to follow. She had her chance to talk to them about what they were doing with Izuku ruined, but that was okay - she would do it another time. Itsuka glanced back at Izuku and Ochako hugging, and shook her head a bit in amusement.
She totally did not shoot down a small spike of jealousy seeing Izuku hug her, though. No way. No chance in hell.
Izuku let out a tired sigh as he opened the door later that day, sweat clinging to him through his gym clothes. After class, Iida, Ochako and Shouto went for a marathon run as training, jogging around the campus for two hours. By the end, they were all a sweaty mess, Shouto using his ice quirk to cool off while Ochako fell to the ground in defeat, Iida being the only one not affected by the long run. Izuku had just made it back to the dorm house, and was ready to eat something, take a bath and pass out in his room.
As Izuku grabbed a cereal bar to eat to help him get over the pain in his stomach, he wondered if it was around time for him to take a shower so he wasn't sitting around for an hour in his own stink. He glanced at the time on the oven, and blinked in confusion. It read that it was 6:27 - but he thought it was 7:27. He checked his phone, opening it up and confirming the time. He glanced back at the oven, but then it came to him. The power must've gone off sometime this afternoon, and now the oven was an hour behind. Well, no big deal, Izuku thought as he climbed the stairs to his room, he could reset it once he was done with his shower. He was feeling very grimy, his marathon run with Tenya, Ochako and Shouto left him exhausted, and since it was about an hour after the girls were supposed to be done with their showers, he figured he was safe.
Entering his room, he threw aside his backpack onto his desk as he grabbed some clothes from the dresser, picking out his favorite joke-shirt and a pair of black shorts with strips. He exited his room and headed downstairs towards the bathroom, opening it with a sigh. The room was gigantic, with no covers for the showers, and a large bathtub for at least six people to sit in. He had yet to use the bath, tempted to but deciding not to overstay his welcome in the bathroom. He might do that sometime, though - the thought of relaxing in a bathtub full of warm water was inviting to him.
Izuku quickly stripped out of his sweaty clothes, leaving them on the bench as he stepped up to a stall, turning the knob on for the water. He stood back a bit as the water warmed up, and sighed as he stepped into it, the warmth immediately relaxing his sore joints. Izuku made sure to grab his shampoo and squirt some into his hand, rubbing them together before raising them to his hair. As he relaxed his scalp with the shampoo, he couldn't help but think back to what a crazy weekend he just had.
First it was with Yui, Izuku remised as he relaxed under the warm water and steam, that came on to him heavily before sealing the deal on Saturday, going to her room and having sex. It wasn't how Izuku pictured losing his virginity, and he would never have guessed who he would've lost it to (memories and dreams of Ochako, Tsuyu and Momo filled his mind briefly before he shook them away - those were fantasies of the past). Although he couldn't complain - Yui, although as new to this as he was, had made their first time intense and hot, and the very thought of it sent a small wave of pleasure through him, his cock twitching and growing slightly.
Then next was Setsuna, and her way of suggesting how she would be silent. Izuku wouldn't deny that it was very weird at first, being utterly dominated and used for her pleasure - but it wasn't unwelcomed. In fact, Izuku shuddered at the memory and phantom feeling of her pussy on his lips, her arousal in his mouth. It had been - it had been very hot, with the side effect of being very educational - he had always worried that he wouldn't be very good at oral, but from Setsuna's praises and reactions, he figured he had it down.
But now the thought of her moaning and Yui wrapped around him filled his mind, and Izuku shuddered as his cock grew to full mast at the memory of both girls, Yui underneath him and moaning with that beautiful face, Setsuna grinning ferally and claiming him. Izuku fought down another shiver as he grabbed his cock in one hand, leaning his arm against the stall wall and beginning to rub, the thoughts of both girls on his mind. He wasn't too worried about being loud - the girls were probably still training like Itsuka said, and the way his body was reacting to his movements in the hot water, he wouldn't last long.
Itsuka sighed as she opened the door with her key, rubbing a hand through her sweaty hair. The girls behind her let out various grumbles of dissatisfaction, the sweat clinging to them in the hot summer air as they trooped in. Itsuka's training had gone on for about two hours, so each one was tired, sore and ready for today to be done.
"Lights aren't on," Itsuka noted as she flipped the switch, observing the empty room, "Midoriya must not be back yet from his training with Iida."
"What time is it?" Kinoko muttered, feeling too tired to check herself. "Being this sweaty is not shroomtastic."
"I'm too tired to call you out on your shitty pun," Setsuna sighed, glancing over at the oven - none of the girls brought their phones with them for training, thinking back to the time Yui lost hers in the run and having to spend three hours trying to find it. "Hey, 6:33. That's enough time for us to shower before Midoriya gets back, right?"
"Mm-hm." Itsuka nodded, remembering the schedule. "He can't shower until 7ish anyway. I think we should all shower at the same time, though - so when Midoriya gets back he's not waiting for long."
The other girls nodded in confirmation, and slowly made their way to their rooms to grab their shower stuff. They knew that they couldn't enjoy the cool water for long, so they planned to make this quick, stripping out of their gym stuff and wrapping towels around themselves while grabbing their shampoo and conditioner. The girls were so determined to get into the showers and relax a bit before Izuku came home, they didn't bother to look at the times on their alarm clocks as they quickly left. They made their way back to the bottom floor where the showers were, Yui not bothering to hide her checking them out - everyone was too used to her being an open pervert to call her out on it. Although no one noticed Reiko glancing at Yui's butt - she was at the very least subtle about it.
"Itsuka, I will pay you to never have us do that again," Setsuna grumbled as they walked down the hall, rubbing her shoulder while Ibara adjusted her towel, "I'm aching."
"It's good for your muscles," Itsuka argued, still feeling somewhat energetic - she was used to the intense training, so she wasn't like the zombies the rest of the girls were behind her, "it strengthens them."
"Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt," Kinoko whined.
"Well, just think about it like this," Itsuka said as she turned the knob on the door, Pony having to physically stop herself from walking into her in the zombie-state she was in, "tonight it hurts, but tomorrow you'll feel more than good. Like seriously, first time I did this when I was a kid I was wincing with every step, but after a few times I could ... I could ... I could ..."
The other girls raised their eyebrows in confusion as Itsuka faltered in her talk, staring into the bathroom with wide eyes, and each girl, curious, poked their heads in. What they saw made each and every one's jaw drop, although Setsuna and Yui were quick to close theirs once they saw what it was.
Standing in the warm water was Izuku - completely, fully naked. Not with the towel wrapped around him like the girls, but completely naked. He was standing facing the stall, water dripping down his body, which was far more muscular than any of the girls thought, and holding ... okay, that was his cock. His very erect cock. His very big cock. Izuku had turned slightly at the sound of the door opening, and felt himself freeze at the sight of all the girls poking their heads in and their eyes automatically going down to his ...
Okay, and now Izuku was exploding in a blush, staring in horror as every single one of his roommates stared at his erection. Ibara and Pony had gone full red-faced, jaws hanging open as they couldn't tear their gaze away. Reiko and Kinoko held themselves slightly better, looking down, realizing what it was, and then immediately glancing away, cheeks very red. Yui and Setsuna glanced at the cock they grew familiar with and instead leaned back, enjoying the eye candy in front of them. And Itsuka, staring at Izuku in a mixture of horror and surprise, was the only one to realize that Izuku was standing naked in front of them - and they were standing half-naked in front of him.
She grew out her hands and slammed them together, creating a small shield so that the girls' would be blocked from Izuku's vision, and he from theirs. She screamed, "MIDORIYA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! IT'S OUR BATH TIME NOW, YOURS ISN"T FOR ANOTHER HOUR!"
"W-wh-what?!" Izuku immediately cupped his privates, which would be easier if it wasn't fully erect. "I - I don't understand, it's my -" And then Izuku realized it, and he felt himself pale in horror. "Did - did you look at the time on the oven?"
"WHY DOES THAT MATTER?!"
"It's - it's behind! The power went off today, so it's an hour behind!"
"W-WHATEVER!" As quickly as she could, Itsuka reached for the door, and slammed it shut, finally getting the view of Izuku standing naked in the shower away from them. Itsuka shrunk her hands, and almost collapsed against the door, panting slightly. The other girls fought hard to get their blushes under control, Reiko tending to a comatose Ibara as she stared blankly ahead.
"W-what the hell is he thinking?!" Itsuka ranted slightly, rubbing her cheeks. "This is our bath time!"
"... uh." The girls turned to see Setsuna glancing at her phone, which she had grabbed but not looked at when she got changed. "Sorry, class pres, but ..." She raised it, showing the time at 7:40.
"... oh, fuck."
It took another ten minutes before Izuku timidly left the bathroom, fully dressed and shaking. He walked in small steps out to the hall, slowly heading towards the living room where the stairs were. When he reached the living room, however, he let out a small squeak as each girl was seated on the couches and chairs, not talking at all. They were thankfully dressed this time, not hanging around in their towels. They glanced up when they saw Izuku there, blushing furiously, and the girls had to fight their own blushes down, subconsciously glancing at his covered pants.
"I -" Izuku gulped, tempted to throw himself down in full dogeza, "I'm - I'm s-s-sorry for -"
"Wait, Midoriya," Itsuka interrupted, standing up. Izuku glanced at her, seeing her fighting her own blush down as she awkwardly looked anywhere but him. "I - that was our own mistake. We should've double checked the time before we headed in." She stiffly bowed to him, still not looking at him. "I'm sorry about that."
"Yeah, sorry," Reiko muttered, and Kinoko muttered, the girls staring at their knees.
"Sorry, Midori," Pony said in English.
"Mm." Yui nodded, not looking very sorry.
"Soooooo sorry," Setsuna said cheekily.
Ibara stayed quiet, not able to look at anyone.
"I - okay," Izuku nodded a bit stiffly, still red in the face. "It's okay, it wasn't anyone's fault."
"I - sure," Itsuka sighed, and straightened her back. "F-for now, though, we should take our shower."
"I - yeah," Izuku gulped, nodding robotically, and quickly went up the stairs. "Goodnight."
There was a chorus of 'goodnights' that followed him as he headed up to his room, turned on his light, sat down at his desk and tried hard not to think about what just happened. He had - he had been caught. He had been caught in the shower by everyone. Everyone had seen him naked.
Groaning lowly, Izuku hit his head against the desk, desperately trying to fight down the blush that didn't seem to be going away. What was worse was that he almost saw them all naked as well. They were wearing thin towels, and he had gotten a good glance at them before Itsuka reacted and threw her hands up. And that was not helping him at all. He could still make out their features in the brief moment he had seen them. He could think of Itsuka's toned arms, Pony's cute curves, Ibara's figure, Reiko's butt, Kinoko and how - holy shit, he knew that her Lolita clothes had to hide something, but he never considered that she was a short stack.
Izuku quickly slapped his face and tried to concentrate on something else, dragging up his notebook and working on some entries, trying desperately not to think about the girls a few floors below him showering. A half hour later, Izuku hadn't had much luck getting his attention somewhere else, Little Deku starting to poke at his pants, and he was about to consider running back downstairs, see if everyone was gone, and take a very cold shower before he heard a knock at the door.
He blinked, and then had a strange suspicion. He quickly headed to the door and opened it to reveal Yui, staring up at him with that deadpanned stare, but Izuku clearly saw the want in her eyes. He let out a small gulp, feeling the strain in his pajama pants, and tried to speak. He didn't need to get in more trouble with the girls, and this seemed to scream trouble. At least he could try to make sure this didn't escalate out of control.
"K-Kodai -"
"On your bed," she instructed him, and Izuku snapped to attention, all the previous fight going out of him in that second. Goddamn horniness. He scrambled to his bed, sitting down as Yui followed him, sitting between his legs and already pulling down his pants. Izuku realized what she wanted to do, and let out a shuddering breath as she grasped his cock in one hand, giving a few rubs to have it stand back up at full mast.
Izuku let out a small moan as she inhaled his cock, putting half in her mouth before slowly raising herself off it, being sure to drag her tongue against it. Without hesitation, Yui began bobbing her head up and down, blowing him moderately so that he laid against his bed with one hand in her hair as he thrilled to the wet sensation of her mouth, the mental images of the other girls on his mind, much to his guilt - but he figured that Yui knew why his cock was already hard - she wouldn't mind.
As for Yui, there were two reasons she wanted to do this tonight. For one, the sight of him in that shower drove her practically insane, making her feel lucky that her towel and pajama pants were hiding the mess she had running down her legs, and she really wanted to make sure he got some release since he saw everyone almost naked. For two, however, was a pettier reason - she had heard him with Setsuna, being utterly dominated while the dinosaur-loving girl taunted him with dirty talk. She had masturbated to those noises for hours, a feeling of arousal and jealously driving her fingers between her legs.
She had meant what she said about them not being in a relationship, but even she could feel competitive. And judging from how Izuku moaned out as he exploded in her mouth, she felt like she was winning, Yui smugly thought as she swallowed his seed.
Itsuka grumbled as she flipped through her motorcycle magazine, trying hard to read the little text on the page. The girls had showered quickly, not talking to each other, and after they were done, got something to eat very quickly and went straight to bed. It was an unspoken agreement that they did not discuss what they had seen tonight, and everyone decided to hit the hay for various reasons. Itsuka would've stayed up a bit later to make sure Setsuna and Yui behaved, but she was understandably distracted right now.
As much as she hated it, she couldn't get the thought of Izuku out of her head. She hated that she had thought Izuku a bit weird for sleeping with Yui and Setsuna in quick succession, and had called him out on it - and now here she was, probably in Yui and Setsuna's shoes now. The image of his body standing under the steam kept coming to her no matter how hard she tried to concentrate on something else. She grunted and threw the magazine away, laying on her back in bed while glaring at the ceiling.
As cold as her shower had been, she still couldn't calm down. Izuku glancing over at her rubbing his cock had seared itself into her brain. She cursed him out for being surprisingly hot, and how his clothes somehow hid all of that. His arms that looked like they were carved from stone, scars littering them. His strong legs that looked like they could crush her head in them. His torso, muscular but not like the movies where they were dehydrated, just perfectly healthy looking. And yes, even his cock - much bigger than she had thought (AND SHE HADN'T THOUGHT ABOUT IT), but not to a weird degree - a perfect one.
Itsuka closed her eyes, and tried hard to think about anything else. Homework, her motorcycle, her parents, movies, video games, Izuku, her friends, grass, Izuku, Vlad King, Monoma, Awase, Tetsutetsu, Izuku -
FUCK!
Itsuka groaned and rolled around, putting her hand down near her leg. She couldn't not think about it! As hard as she tried to throw that memory from her brain, she couldn't. The image of him kept rushing into her mind. She kept thinking of him in the shower, still rubbing his cock, and looking over at her. The girls weren't there, and Itsuka ... joined him. Stood with him, showering. His hands - his hands on her. Feeling her up. Rubbing her muscles. Her rubbing his. Grabbing his cock. Him shoving her against the wall. Her shoving him against the wall. Lining that gorgeous cock up with her sex and -
- Itsuka blinked, panting slightly, and glanced down. To her horror, she had her hand in her pants, gently fingering herself. She had done that entirely without realizing. Itsuka froze, and ripped the hand out of her pants, flopped onto her stomach, grabbed her pillow, and screamed as loudly as she could into it.
It wasn't going away.
Ibara groaned as she threw off her covers, the comforter suddenly far too hot tonight despite the air conditioner on the side. She would normally be able to sleep under the covers even if it was very hot. It was a comfort thing to her, to have a warm weight on her while she slept, but right now, it was almost insufferable.
And she knew exactly why.
The sight of Izuku, standing in the shower, was still heavily on her mind, and had been for the last hour. She felt a large amount of shame well within her as she couldn't get the image out of her mind, of Izuku standing naked in the shower, his muscles dripping in the water, his hair in his face, his ... his penis standing at attention in his hands.
It was sinful, it was wrong, it was borderline heresy - and yet, she couldn't help herself but feel a warm, uncomfortable feeling rising within her. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to think of literally anything else, but the image of him standing above her, smiling down with all those muscles kept invading her thoughts, and she let out a small whine as she sat up, turned on her bedside light, and grabbed her bible to read through it.
It was a sin, she kept reminding herself, flipping through the pages, and not just any sin, but lust. Ibara let out a small exhale as she brushed her fingers against some of the scriptures, her mind already wandering. It wasn't that she didn't think Izuku wasn't attractive or unappealing. Indeed, she would admit there were a few times where Izuku helped her with dinner, or would go on a run with her or walk through her little garden outback, where he would do something cute and it would send a warm feeling through her heart. But this was not that warmth, Ibara shook her head.
This was desire. An impulse. And an impulse that was harder and harder to get under control.
Ibara, contrary to popular belief, wasn't the all mighty Christian girl that some people thought she was. She didn't follow every passage of the Bible by heart - she knew it was impossible for her to do everything in the Bible and lead a good life. Sometimes she would have to sin - she was becoming a hero, for goodness sakes, fighting with people had to go against something. Although she had devoted herself to restraining her opponents, she knew that one day, she might have to fight. So no, she didn't follow every Bible passage ritually.
But that didn't mean that she could fantasize about her roommate, one that she wasn't even in a relationship with. Now, if they were in a relationship (and that thought made Ibara's face go red), this wouldn't be as bad. She would feel certainly less guilty about thinking about his naked form then, but this wasn't that. She couldn't fantasize about Izuku, and certainly not 'put the moves on him', as Yui would say.
"Well," Ibara sighed to herself, leaning back against her pillows, "I'm sure the rest of my classmates are handling this with far more maturity than I am."
Pony let out a small moan as she continued thrusting against her pillow, naked and laying on her side while she grinded. She squeezed her legs tightly together as she continued grinding on her pillow, thoughts of Izuku and his large cock consuming her as her pleasure increased. Seeing him wet in the shower, rubbing at his penis, all those muscles standing out to her, was driving her into a frenzy the moment she got back to her room, yanking off her clothes and starting to hump her pillow, imagining it was him between her legs.
She was aware that she had started crushing on the boy a few weeks ago, his kindness and adorable looks getting to her almost immediately. She had always thought he was cute, his soft-looking green hair, the beautiful green eyes, the smile that would stop wars. But she had never considered him in that light before, and now the image of his naked body was burned into her memory, not that she minded.
Pony let out a small cry as she climaxed, imagining him between her legs grinding his large cock against her pussy. The image of him dominating her, riding her to oblivion was so overpowering she shuddered even after her orgasm was done. As she felt herself start to drift off to sleep, she smiled softly to herself, imagining those soft looking lips kissing her senseless.
There was a soft knock on the door, and Reiko already knew who it was. She tiptoed over and opened the door to reveal Kinoko, who gave her a small wave.
"Hey," She said, a bit shyly - normally she would be a lot more forward, "I'm here for ..."
"Mm-hm." Reiko nodded, and pointed over to her bed, where the dildos she had gotten out were placed, waiting for them.
"Thank you," Kinoko sighed, walking over and picking up the big black one, "Midoriya's penis has got me shrooming for a good dicking."
"I'm sure," Reiko rolled her eyes a bit, the pun being weak, but still pulled down her pants to grab her pale one and the bottle of lube. The two girls had made a habit recently of masturbating together, using both the dildos and the sight of each other playing with themselves to get themselves off. Usually, it was due to boredom or stress, as it helped them calm down, but Reiko knew that this time, they weren't going to be fantasizing about each other.
Kinoko already had the fake penis in her and was moaning as Reiko finished lubing up her asshole, taking the dildo and slowly pushing it in as she whined. Both girls were already imagining Izuku being the one behind their pleasure, and the girls, with Izuku's body in the shower on their minds, were dissatisfied that their dildos, which would normally do the job, seemed a bit smaller tonight.
Setsuna let out a small snicker as she finished snapping her last picture, sitting naked in her chair. After observing all of her nude pictures, nodding in satisfaction, she sent them straight to Izuku, smirking as she imagined her fellow green-haired roommate's reaction to pictures he could jack off to anytime. She was sure to send a quick text of "a little reward for my good boy", before swiping off her messages and checking to make sure the app she just downloaded was done. Opening it up and switching it to the mature setting, she observed the little cards coming up in front of her, and let out an evil laugh.
"Awesome," Setsuna grinned sinisterly. "Time for a little game of truth or dare."
