"Oh, god, yes," Reiko moaned out as Kinoko pushed the dildo slowly into her ass, grabbing the sheets tightly and biting them. They were lying on her bed, Kinoko having put on the strap-on with the white dildo attached, and rolled the ghost girl onto her stomach to shove it straight into her lubed up hole. After they had spent a few minutes of Reiko nibbling on Kinoko's ear while fingering her, they decided to say screw it and properly attend to both of their needs - Reiko's after being very weakly spanked by Ibara and Kinoko's after humping Izuku downstairs. This way, they could both get what they wanted.

Kinoko moaned out as well as the vibrator attached to the fake dick entered her, giving her some stimulation herself. After making sure her friend was comfortable after the insertion, she slowly pulled nearly all the way before pushing back in, making Reiko grunt out, and they slowly got to work pleasuring themselves after all those teases downstairs. This was the second time they tried to have sex - their first attempt had ended a bit awkwardly, mostly due to nerves, prompting them to just masturbate with each other while occasionally giving each other kisses - so it was a testament of how pent up they were, in addition to one whole week without meeting up, that they weren't satisfied with the mutual masturbation this time, instead needing to feel each other.

"Oh, god, yeah, Kinoko, right fucking there!" Reiko moaned out, reaching behind her to rub at her roommate's thick thighs. Kinoko let out a little giggle as she raised a hand to smack her ass, enjoying how it jiggled as she plowed into her, loving how Reiko's spooky demeanor broke whenever she was pleasured. They didn't really feel the need to stay quiet - Pony was aware that they were together, and they had bought her silence by casually saying that if she didn't talk about them, they won't talk about how they overheard her crying out Izuku's name at around one in the morning. Even if she had wanted to tell the others about it, Pony was very quick to agree with them. Not that she'd be up for telling on them right now anyway - the way she hurried up the stairs after getting out of the closet with Izuku, they could tell that she wasn't exactly asleep right now.

For the next ten minutes, Reiko moaned out while Kinoko bucked her hips into her, the mushroom girl's hands on her hips as they fucked, until both of them came to a swift climax, groaning out as they came. Kinoko gently removed the dildo from Reiko's asshole, pulling out as slowly as she could, and then put the white dildo to the side for Reiko to clean later. The two naked girls relaxed on the bed, Reiko moving gingerly, and both girls faced the ceiling, taking a few seconds to catch their breath, pretending not to hear Pony's gasps and moans through the thin walls. After they managed to finally calm down, Reiko spoke up.

"Is it just me," she said slowly, "but is this not really doing it for you anymore?"

"... nah." Kinoko turned to the side, pouting. "It's not as fun as it was before."

"Not that it isn't awesome doing this with you," Reiko explained a bit, grabbing her hand, "it's just that ... it seems like it's not as effective anymore? Does that make sense?"

"Like ..." Kinoko thought for a few seconds, trying to form an answer, before it came to her, glancing down. "It's the dildos. They aren't enough."

"No," Reiko agreed, sitting up carefully and glancing at the fake penis, "they aren't. We're too used to them now."

"Huh. Should we ..." Kinoko thought, putting a hand to her mouth, "try using our hands? Maybe that's it?"

Reiko shook her head. "I don't think that's it. Besides, I don't know if you want to put your finger up my ass."

"Uh ... no, probably not," Kinoko sighed, laying back. "So now what?"

Both girls laid back to think, trying to figure out what was wrong. It took a few minutes of sitting back and relaxing, pretending not to hear Pony cry out in climax, before they came to the same conclusion.

"I want the real thing," Kinoko realized, her eyes widening.

"I ... do too."

"Wait, so ... we want to get fucked? Is that it?" Kinoko sat forward, putting a hand to her mouth. "With - with an actual penis?"

"I ... wouldn't put it like that, but yes," Reiko adjusted herself, flicking some of her hair out of her hair as she sat back up, mindful of how quickly she went. "Since I think that we're both bi, I believe that what we're both looking for is ... an actual guy to have sex with us."

"But - is that okay?" Kinoko asked, feeling a bit worried. "Wouldn't that be considered cheating?"

"No, I don't think - wait, cheating?" Reiko looked over at her, confused. "We aren't dating."

"Wait, we're not?"

"Wait, we are?"

Both girls turned to look at each other, shocked and red faced. Before Reiko could say anything, Kinoko quickly turned away, twiddling her thumbs.

"I - I asked you out two days ago," she mumbled, looking downcast. "I asked if what we had was special, and you said yes."

"I - I did?" Reiko quickly ransacked her brain, trying to remember what happened two days ago - and to her horror, she remembered, sitting with the mushroom girl at lunch when she had asked that. She had thought that she was just referring to their time together, asking if it was special to her, and she had responded yes - not realizing that the mushroom girl was asking her out!

"I just ..." Kinoko muttered, looking away a bit ashamed, "I thought we had something special going on. When you said that we did, I thought we were ..."

"We do have something special," Reiko assured her, holding out her hand to grasp her friend's. Reiko sighed, feeling herself going red - this wasn't how she planned to do this, planning to send her a poem confessing her true feelings, but she knew that she had to fix this quickly. "I was ... Sorry, Kinoko, but I was actually going to ask you out later this week, after school."

"Wh - wait, so you were going to ask me out? You do like me?" Kinoko gasped, looking around, a look of hope in her eyes.

"Indeed," Reiko confirmed, giving her a small smile. "I - may have started liking you before we started doing this, but I never had the strength to confess, thinking you were just doing this to get your kicks in. I was going to ask you out this Friday, after classes were done, but apparently, I wasn't aware that we were already dating. In that case, do you want to get something to eat out tomorrow night? As our first date?"

"Yes!" Kinoko squealed happily, leaping at Reiko and hugging her tightly. The ghost girl chuckled and patted the mushroom girl's shoulder, hugging back. After about a minute of hugs, they backed up a bit so Kinoko could kiss Reiko's nose, making her cringe a bit but laugh.

"Well, back to the matter at hand," Reiko got back on track, "I think that our problem is that we're too used to something fake for it to do it for us anymore, we used to climax much earlier than tonight. I think that we need - something more realistic. But perhaps that is out of the question, now, thanks to us dating."

"I mean, not exactly! I know we're dating, but maybe we could get a guy to join us!" Kinoko offered, looking hopeful. "Threesomes are awesome, right?"

"No, thank you," Reiko shook her head. "Do you really want a guy's dick in you after I'm done with it?"

"Huh?" Kinoko blinked in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Kinoko," Reiko gave her a pitying stare, "where do you think I want him to stick his dick?"

The mushroom girl took a few seconds to think about it, and then it came to her, wrinkling her nose in disgust.

"Oh! Oh, ew, no way." She shook her head. "I don't need his dick in me after being up your - yeah, no, never mind."

"Even then," Reiko shook her head, smirking at her friend's - girlfriend's? - cringing, "what guy would we have sex with? It's not like we know a lot of guys that we're attracted to - practically every guy in our class is out."

Kinoko was about to agree, and tried to think of something else to make their sex life more exciting with their own kinks in mind. She supposed that she would have to learn to love butt stuff, apparently. But it was then that one specific guy came to mind, making Kinoko stop in her tracks, thinking.

"... um, Kinoko?" Reiko asked, blinking as Kinoko turned away to think - and thinking was such a weird sight to see her in, it unnerved Reiko greatly. "What are you -?"

"What about Midoriya?"

Reiko stumbled to a stop, looking surprised at Kinoko's suggestion. "Eh - Midoriya? I don't think - I mean, he's already sleeping with Yui and Setsuna. I don't think he'd be interested in us."

"Yeah, it's not like they're subtle, the walls are super thin," Kinoko agreed, but still, she argued in favor of it. "But think about it, Rei. We already know that his dick's huge, we've all seen it!" Reiko gulped and blushed at that, but let her continue. "Plus he's super nice! He's such a cutie-patootie! And now we know he can be super sexy! Didn't you see how he was making out with Itsuka's stomach tonight?"

"I did," Reiko admitted, going a bit red at the memory, "I thought she was going to shove him over and do him right then and there in our living room."

"If she had, ooooh," Kinoko giggled, "that would've been a show. Ibara probably would've burst into flames, though."

Both girls laughed at the mental image of Ibara's shocked face watching Izuku and Itsuka go at it on the floor, trying not to imagine that particular sexy coupling too vividly - they only just finished up and needed a sneaky shower downstairs, no need to get excited again.

"Anyway, do you really think Midoriya can help us out?" Reiko got back on track, putting a hand to her oversized lips, "I don't know ... I mean, even if we did want to have sex with him, it'd have to be separate - he'd probably need to shower right after I have sex with him, I'm only as clean as I can get. And wouldn't that be considered cheating?"

"I ... don't think so," Kinoko shrugged, reaching over and grasping her over hand. "I love you. I love you a whole lot."

"I love you too."

"Yeah. But - weren't you thinking of going into the closet with him earlier tonight?" Kinoko raised an eyebrow, making Reiko freeze up. "I saw you trying to rig the bottle."

"Er. I, uh - yeah." Reiko admitted, feeling ashamed. "Sorry."

"No problemo! I - honestly, the thought of you getting fucked by Midoriya - it's actually ..." Kinoko cleared her throat, grinning with a blush, "it's really hot."

"Really?" Reiko raised an eyebrow in surprise, and when Kinoko nodded in confirmation, thought to herself about what it would be like to see Kinoko bent over by Izuku and fucked. The image ... wasn't unappealing. In fact, Reiko kind of shuddered at the mere idea of it, feeling a small bolt of pressure in her loins. It would be ... really hot to see Kinoko get fucked by Izuku. In fact ... she kinda wanted to see it.

"I - okay," Reiko nodded, turning to her girlfriend, "how about this? If - if we fuck Midoriya, either one of us or both of us - we both need to be in the room. To - to watch."

"Ooh, voyeurism?" Kinoko nodded happily. "I'm more than okay with that!"

"Alright." Reiko smiled, leaning forward and kissing her cheek. "So we'll do it separately, but the other one will watch. And remember, it's not cheating, we've both given our approvals. We just want to have fun."

"Mm-hm!" Kinoko nodded happily. "Don't worry, I have a plan to make sure we have a shrooming good time!"

"... why did I agree to date you?"

"Because I'm the only one who thinks it's hot to shove stuff up your butthole."

"... touche."


This ... this was awkward.

Izuku nervously scooped up some cereal from his bowl, careful not to make any loud noises, and brought his breakfast to his lips to chew quietly. There wasn't a sound in the kitchen as the house ate, everyone concentrating on eating as quietly as they could while suffering in the tense atmosphere. Itsuka was eating her toast with a scowl on her face, her knuckles wrapped up in gauze after beating on her punching bag so hard it broke apart. Setsuna and Yui were glaring at their plates, not looking anyone in the eye.

It was ... absolute torture, not being able to say anything to alleviate this silence. Kinoko tried to joke around, but a quick and deadly glare from all three of them shut her up instantly, prompting her to return to eating in silence. This had been their life for the last ten minutes, even Ibara silently saying her prayers starting her breakfast as quickly as she could before digging in.

Izuku glanced back and forth between the three, feeling a bit of worry crawl in his chest. Obviously something happened between Itsuka, Yui and Setsuna last night after everyone went to bed, but what, he couldn't even guess. He heard Itsuka going to town on her punching bag, of course, but he was too intimidated by her loud grunting and yells to go downstairs to see what was going on. He liked his head firmly where it was on his head, thank you very much. He was so terrified of the silence he didn't even feel awkward sitting next to Pony, the girl he was making out with heavily last night, and she didn't say anything either due to the sheer terror everyone felt.

Izuku tried not to make too much noise as he finished his breakfast, standing up quietly to wash his dishes, trying to not make his chair make a sound while he got up. As he stood up, however, Yui turned to him, and held out her plate.

"Hey, Midoriya, do you mind washing my plate too?" She asked stoically, sounding completely normal like everyone wasn't pretending to be at a wake, "Since you're already up?"

"Eh? Uh, sure, Kodai," Izuku said weakly, reaching out to take the plate from her while she nodded. As he moved to take it from her, though, she held on fast, causing Izuku to sputter.

"Are you sure?" She asked, concern in her eyes. "You don't have to."

"I - uh - I - don't ... mind," Izuku said, feeling very confused and a little afraid. What ... exactly was going on here? He didn't have long to ponder about it, though, because Yui nodded again, giving him a small smile, and she let go of the plate, letting him take it.

"Thank you," she said sincerely, "I just wanted to make sure you really did want to wash my plate. I'm glad that I didn't have to push it on you."

Izuku wasn't sure what the hell that meant, but apparently it was something, because Itsuka slowly turned her death stare to her best friend, the glare she was sending her enough to melt through steel beams, although Yui returned her glare with equally cold eyes. The rest of the house shuddered, and made the same decision to get ready while they ate, standing up and quickly scampering off. Izuku gulped and washed the plates as quickly and effectively as he could, putting them on the rack and booking it up to his room.

A few minutes later, as Izuku got dressed in his school uniform and grabbed his backpack, he quietly crept downstairs as silently as he could, fearing for his life. He was quick to peak out of the stairwell, and after confirming that Yui, Setsuna and Itsuka weren't in anywhere in sight, used Full Cowling to sprint across the room to the door, opening and shutting it quickly before locking up. Letting out a tense breath, Izuku felt a weight fall off his shoulders, rubbing a hand through his hair, and turned to walk down the path towards U.A.

What ... exactly happened last night? Izuku began muttering to himself, a hand to his mouth. Everything seemed fine up until he got out of the closet with Pony - everyone was laughing, having fun, and although Itsuka didn't seem to particularly like the game, she was playing along and smiling. And then this morning it was like that hadn't happened at all, and Itsuka, Yui and Setsuna were close to tearing each other apart. Was - was it because of Izuku getting out of the closet with Pony?

Izuku gulped nervously, feeling a crawl of guilt in him. If this was somehow his fault, he had no idea how he was supposed to fix this! Was it because of his sleeping with Yui and Setsuna? Maybe Itsuka confronted them about it ... and they had a fight? Had Itsuka finally put her foot down? Izuku let out a small groan as he continued muttering to himself, his fingers pulling at his lip. Maybe he should talk to all three of them? Together or privately? Which one would be the least likely to get him thrown through a wall?

Before he could come to that decision, he suddenly heard footsteps coming up behind him. But they sounded weird, as though they were ... clopping?

Izuku turned his head to see Pony running up to him, waving a hand in the air as she smiled widely at him.

"Midori!" She called, running a bit faster. "Wait up!"

He froze up, now for an entirely new reason. Now that he was out of the eldritch horror location that was the kitchen, the memories of last night came rushing back to him. Oh, god, he made out with her. And not just made out, a heavy make out! Like they were two seconds from ripping their clothes off and - oh, god, how can he look her in the eye! She touched his crotch! He felt up her butt! He did that to the sweet, innocent little Pony! Weird guys in the general education course would kill him for even looking at her like that, they had a strict but unspoken rule of not 'corrupting the innocent horse-girl'. And he didn't just 'corrupt' her, he leapt right over that line!

Before he could agonize any further, she reached him, panting slightly, and putting her hands on her knees. When she finally caught her breath, she stood up properly, and gave him a wide smile. "Good morning!"

"I - er - good morning," Izuku muttered, trying hard not to go completely blood red. He didn't notice a small blush on her cheeks either, although she quickly covered it up.

"I was wondering if you wanted to walk to school together!" She suggested, pointing at the campus far away from them, poking out of the trees. "It's a bit lonely walking by yourself, so I thought we could walk to class together."

"Walk ... to class ...?" Izuku repeated, feeling a bit confused for a second. She ... wanted to just walk to class? She didn't want to talk about what happened? She's acting completely normal? Then ... then why not? Izuku tried his best to smile, giving her the wobbliest one he could, and nodded. "Er - why not? We do have class next to each other ... it ... could be fun?"

Pony giggled cutely, making Izuku's heart clench, and quickly grabbed his hand in hers, somewhat dragging him towards the school and not noticing how red Izuku went with his sweaty hand interlocked with hers, due to the fact she was trying to power through her own blush. After slowling their walk somewhat, they started chatting about their upcoming Joint-Training class, gradually enjoying their little walk to school, not noticing a brown-haired girl watching from the bushes, growling in jealousy as her girlfriend patted her head.

"Babe, I'm sure it's fine," Nejire tried to assure her, pointing at them. "Like, look, Tsunotori's grabbed his hand so fast I thought she was going to put it on one of her boobs. She's totally hitting on him. She wants the 'd', I know it."

"But we can't be sure!" Ochako countered, glaring a hole into the back of Pony's head. "Maybe she's just pretending to be into him, so she can take him to a park to play basketball or something! If she's trying to take my spot as Izuku's best friend, I'll destroy her!"

"Basketball?"


The school bell rung, signifying lunchtime, and Izuku was quick to put his notebook back into his desk, leaning back and stretching. Everyone got up to go for lunch, talking and laughing about what they were going to do after school, or else bemoaning the test they were forced to do, Mina bemoaning and slumping out of the classroom with the rest of the Bakusquad while Katsuki yelled at them for their stupidity. Izuku himself was ready for lunch, his stomach growling after eating so little due to the tension this morning, and stood up to walk with Shouto over to the rest of the Dekusquad.

"Ah! Midoriya, I'm glad you're still in high spirits!" Iida chopped a hand at him, smiling. "I'm relieved that you continually return to us from Class 1B in a good mood, it means that you're enjoying your stay! Although you looked a bit off when you came here this morning."

"Er - yeah, Iida," Izuku chuckled weakly, rubbing the back of his head. "It's just - yeah, it's just been an awkward morning, is all."

"Kero? What, was there something that happened?" Tsuyu asked, putting a finger to her lip.

"Er ... kinda? I'm not sure," Izuku confessed, following the group out the door. "It - I think that Kendou, Tokage and Kodai had an argument, but I'm not sure what about. I'm not sure if I should talk to them about it, though, it might - it might not be my business."

"Drama, huh?" Ochako hummed, holding up her paper bag filled with her lunch, "Well, it does happen, Deku. Mina and Kyouka had an argument a few days ago about laundrey, and they were all awkward and angry about it for a whole day before they made up. It's not weird for roommates to argue."

"I - uh, maybe. You're right. I ... guess I'll let them figure out what to do before I ask ... Tsunotori?"

The group blinked, confused, and then followed Izuku's line of sight. Pony was leaning up against the wall outside their classroom, glancing around nervously at the students leaving for lunch, before her gaze returned to Izuku and she visibly brightened, jumping up off the wall, trying hard to fight off the small blush on her cheeks. Ochako lowered her gaze to a glare, ready for this new rival for Izuku's friendship, before Tsuyu swatted her upside the head with her tongue, rolling her eyes at her best friend's nearsightedness.

"H-hey, Midori!" Pony greeted him, waving weakly. "I was - I was hoping I'd catch you before you headed off for lunch!"

"Ah! Tsunotori!" Iida jumped in, pointing a hand towards her. "How has your day been so far? Are you looking to join us for lunch? We would love to have you!"

"Er - no thank you, Iida, I've already agreed to eat with Ibara," she explained, and turned back to Izuku. "It's just, I was ... wondering, Midori ... are you busy tonight?"

"Uh - tonight?" Izuku repeated, feeling his cheeks going a bit red. Ochako also visibly relaxed behind him, realizing that Pony was subtly asking him out, and was now ready to be friendly. Tsuyu's eyes almost rolled into the back of her head from the sheer exasperation. "I ... no, I don't have ... anything planned. W-why do you ask?"

"W-well," Pony stumbled through her words, trying to find the courage, before she took a deep breath and asked, "I was - I was wondering if you would - if you would like to train with me after classes are done? I wanna - I wanna try running some, I thought you'd like to - to come along."

"T-training ...?" Izuku asked, thinking about it. While there was a big part of his brain that was yelling at him to not jump into a situation he would be alone with her for, technically, this would be nice for both of them, running for some exercise. It may even be innocent! So Izuku nodded, giving her a small smile. "Er - yeah, of course, Tsunotori. That sounds fun."

"Really?" Pony gasped, her eyes alight with relief. "Are you sure? I'm really not keeping you from anything, am I?"

"Uh - no, of course not."

"G-great!" Pony nodded happily, "Then I'll see you at the house!" She quickly turned tail and speed-walked down the halls as quickly as she could without incurring the class rep's wrath behind her by running. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest, and she resisted jumping up and down in celebration. Izuku smiled weakly after her, and Shouto had to remind him that he was hungry so that they could keep going to the cafeteria, Ochako laughing loudly at something Tsuyu said. Pony, meanwhile, had to try hard not to pump a fist in the air, Setsuna's advice earlier echoing in her mind as she went to find Ibara.

None of them noticed Monoma standing at the door to his classroom, glaring after Izuku.


After class was finished, Izuku was quick to jog back to the house, checking his phone as he went. Pony had sent him a text telling him that she'd be running a bit late due to carrying some stuff for Vlad King, so it was alright to get ready without her. Izuku gulped, trying to hype himself up while also trying desperately hard not to get his hopes up. This was just them running, going on a nice exercise together, alone, without anyone else. Just the two of them. After they made out in a closet yesterday.

Izuku groaned lowly, pulling off his shirt and throwing it in the hamper. This was going to be awfully awkward, he bemoaned as he reached for his gym uniform, pulling it out of the closet and putting it on his bed. Who was he kidding. He was going for an extra run with a girl he had just made out with, there was no chance in hell it wasn't going to be brought up. Besides, this was a bad idea, especially considering Setsuna and Yui already -

"Going somewhere, Parsley?"

Izuku practically jumped out of his skin, whirling around. Speaking of the devil, Setsuna was leaned up against his doorframe, giving him a cocky smile. She was still dressed in her school uniform, her schoolbag hanging off her arm.

"Er - hey," Izuku greeted her weakly, waving. "I'm - going for a run with Tsunotori. I, uh, need to get changed."

"Do you?" Setsuna laughed a bit, eying him like a hawk. "Well, don't let me stop you."

Izuku gulped, realizing she wasn't really going to go anywhere, even if he asked (and he wouldn't really, it wasn't anything she hadn't seen already) and sighed as he took off his pants, sliding them down his legs and kicking them into the hamper. He was aware of Setsuna's eyes eating him up, liking what she was seeing as he put his gym uniform on and zipped up the shirt. As he adjusted himself, she spoke up behind him.

"So, you're going on a run with Pony," she brushed some hair out of her face, giving him a knowing grin, "what's going to happen after that?"

"Urg. Uh, what do you mean?"

"Parsley, come on," Setsuna laughed, "it's kinda obvious what Pony's going for. She wants to get you all nice and alone, butter you up, and bang you behind a bush."

Izuku let out a small 'eep', throwing his hands to his face while she laughed a bit at the image. Izuku tried hard to get his blush under control, lowering his hands to look over at the sniggering girl, and a small thought came to him then.

"So - you're not angry?" he asked, and Setsuna stopped her giggling to look over in confusion. "About - about me and Pony making out?"

"Huh? Why would I be angry?" She asked curiously, walking into his room and leaning against his desk. "I mean, it's not like you and me are dating. Plus, I checked with Yui, she's cool about it too."

"Er - but - Tsunotori's -"

"Going to try the big ol' seduction game, I know," Setsuna nodded happily. "You should be looking at this as an exciting opportunity! She wants to bang, you wanna bang - and don't deny it, it's obvious - so what's stopping you?"

"But - but what about -?"

"Dude, are you saying you don't wanna bang her?" Izuku shut up then, while Setsuna leaned forward, curious. "Be honest. If you don't, then that's okay. Just ... be sure to let her down gently. Pony's definitely crushing hard on you right now."

"Er - no, it's - I - I don't - it's not like -" Izuku stammered, and slapped himself lightly in the face, trying to get himself focused. "It's - it's not like I'm not - interested in her like that. I am. It's just - I'm - aren't I - technically - you guys really don't mind?" He finally managed to get out, feeling himself go red. Setsuna tried hard not to laugh through his stammering, and got up from the desk, walking over and pressing a kiss to his lips, making him finally zip up.

"Trust me, dude, we aren't mad," she assured him. "Honestly, look at it another way: Pony? Let's be real: she's submissive as fuck. Kinda like you! But whenever we fuck -" Izuku gulped at that - "you know something? I always feel like there's something you're holding back. Like - like you're cool with me being dom, but you kinda wanna be dom too."

"W-really?"

"Really! You know what I think?" Setsuna leaned in, nodding sagely, "I think you're a switch."

"A - a switch?"

"Yeah! You're both sub and dom. Hell, when I saw you and Yui fuck, you got on top of her real quick too. But that's just my opinion. You know what? I say go downstairs, do your run with Pony, be a great friend, then ride that cowgirl. And if you don't, that's okay. I'm sure Yui'll take care of you later."

Izuku groaned a bit at the dumb pun, but Setsuna laughed, landing another kiss on his lips and turned to walk back downstairs to his room.

"Don't worry about me visiting tonight, I got some homework to do," she told him, and shot him a wink, "so go rock that cowgirl's world."

She closed the door behind her, and Izuku listened to her chuckling to her weak pun all the way down the stairs, before he sighed and opened his door. Closing it gently, Izuku considered his options carefully - he had just essentially been given the go ahead by Setsuna to have sex with Pony, and Yui was apparently okay with it. But there was a part of him that was shaking its head no viciously, telling him how he barely avoided getting his shit rocked in by Itsuka and he did not need to get a repeat visitation from her - especially one while she was very angry in general.

As he stood in his doorframe, his phone buzzed, and he checked it quickly to see that Pony was waiting for him outside the house, apparently having come back while he was talking to Setsuna and gotten changed. Izuku sighed and quickly made his way downstairs, deciding not to make her wait. It didn't matter, Izuku settled on as he walked into the living room, waving hello to Ibara as she sat on the couch, reading her romance novel. Setsuna may have said it was okay to have sex with Pony, but unless Pony explicably asked, he wouldn't touch the subject. He didn't need any more reasons to get in trouble, and he needed to prove to himself, he declared within his heart, that he could interact with a girl in this house without it getting even remotely sexual! He could do it!

He pulled the door open and headed outside, determination filling his heart as he looked around for Pony ...

... only for that determination to leave him the moment he saw her.

"Oh! Hi, Midori!" Pony waved happily, unaware - or maybe very aware - of the crisis she just sent Izuku down on. She wasn't dressed in her usual gym uniform, but a white tank top that showed off a good amount of cleavage, and since she was currently hopping on one foot getting ready for the run, her breasts heaved up and down, giving Izuku a good show. Oh, god, she wasn't wearing a bra, was she? The way they bounced up and down didn't look like there was any support there. After completing her hopping, she was sure to stretch and touch her hooves, giving Izuku a good look at her rear, with her small tail of blonde hair sticking out.

After she was done stretching, she looked around, balling her fists with excitement. "I'm ready to go, Midori! Do you need to stretch before we get started?"

Forget stretching, Izuku thought weakly, I need a very cold shower.


"That was fun!" Pony nodded happily as they returned to the front door, shaking some of the sweat out of their eyes as they trooped up the stairs, "I've got to start joining you and Itsuka for your runs in the mornin', that's a great way to get some strength in my legs!"

"Er - yeah," Izuku agreed, trying hard to avert his eyes from her backside. The last hour was filled with nothing but jogging and light conversation, Izuku and Pony running around the forest installed in U.A. Izuku had tried hard not to stare at Pony's ... bouncing assets, but he was but a weak teenager, and occasionally stole some glances at her when she ran ahead of him, showing off that nice butt. He felt shame rise within him and was tempted to throw himself into Ibara's garden and let the soil take him. So much for the self-restraint.

As they entered the dorm house, they glanced around the living room but saw that no one was there, probably up in their rooms studying or doing their own thing. Before Izuku could say anything, especially about escaping her as fast as he could before he threw her back in the closet and finished what they started, Pony spun on her heel, looking up at Izuku's face a bit hopefully, but there was anticipation and nervousness there as well.

"Say, Midori? I - I was wondering if I could talk to you about something?" she asked, giving him a big case of the puppy eyes that Izuku already knew he couldn't resist.

Although he was more concerned with the warning bells in his mind, feeling a stirring in his groin already - god, he hoped that this wasn't going where he thought it was going, this had been a torturous hour already, he could barely resist her as is. Why was she so cute and yet so sexy?!

"Uh - yeah?" Izuku nodded, feeling a bit red in the face.

"Er - actually, it'd be better to talk to you in my room," Pony admitted, her own face going red, and she weakly pointed at the stairwell. "Less chances of getting walked in on. Do - do you mind coming with me?"

"I ..." Izuku sighed, realizing that he could not resist her at all. "Yeah."

"G-great! Come on!" Pony lead the way towards the stairs, moving very quickly not looking back at all. Izuku followed her up the stairs, trying hard not to stare at her butt swaying side to side, to the third floor, going down the hall and standing back a bit to watch her open her door, and stand back to let him in, blushing bright red. Izuku gulped nervously, seeing his last chance to back out of this and go back to his room wave goodbye, and stepped into her room.

It was very cute, very nice. The walls had some American posters of movies and movie stars. Her desk was a bit messy, papers unorganized and everywhere, and a dresser with a tv on the top of it with a few game stations attached. Her bed had a several stuffed animals strewn about. The bed itself was just big enough to fit two people, which Izuku hated that he thought of, with three pillows laying at the top where the metal frame was. As he was about to speak up, Pony closed the door quietly, and he turned back to see her blushing even brighter than before, suddenly unable to look him in the eye.

"Yeah, this - this is my room," she said weakly, waving her hand around a bit. "Do - do you like it?"

"Er - yeah, it's - it's cute," Izuku managed to squeak out, nervousness and awkwardness battling a pointless fight in his mind. Pony nodded quickly, strolling over to her bed and sitting down, picking up her stuffed horse and looking at it.

"Uh - so," Izuku muttered, looking anywhere but her at the moment, "you - you said there was something you - you wanted to say to me?"

"Uh - y-yeah," Pony nodded, biting her lip. She put the stuffed animal down, and, as though suddenly realizing something, her eyes widened. She whipped around and quickly gathered up the stuffed animals on the bed, holding them in her arms, and ran to her closet. She opened it with one hand, fumbling a bit with all the toys in her arms, and put the stuffed animals in, closing the door quickly and sighing.

"I really don't want you guys to see this," she whispered, and then turned back around twice as quickly, heading back to her spot on the bed, sitting down and shaking.

"There - there is something I wanted to talk about," she said, her voice shaking now. "I - I wanted to -" She took a deep breath to steady herself, and finally managed to say, "I wanted to talk to you about last night."

Oooooooh, shit.

Izuku felt his own face explode into a bright blushing mess, turning around to face the door so that she couldn't see his cherry-red cheeks. He was half tempted to run straight out the door, get back to his room and pretend that he was never here, but he remembered what Setsuna said about not hurting Pony's feelings, and he let out a shaking sigh as well.

"I - yeah," Izuku nodded a bit numbly. "I - thought that was what this was about."

"Mm-hm." Pony nodded, looking down, and grabbed a pillow off her bed, holding it to her chest.

"I - I want to be honest with you," she confessed, her cheeks very red, "last night was the first time I ever - I ever did something like that. I know that technically, Reiko and Kinoko took my first kiss last night, but - but when I went into the closet with you, making out with you - it -" Pony cleared her throat, still not looking up at him, "it was - it was amazing."

"Er - yeah," Izuku nodded. "I thought so too."

"No, I - I don't think you understand," Pony continued to explain, hugging the pillow tighter to her. "I - I was really excited after we made out. Like - it felt good. Really, really good. So I - I came up to my room - and -" She took a deep breath, "- and I - I humped this pillow - thinking of you."

Izuku blinked in surprise, turning around slightly and glancing down at the pillow in her hands. He suddenly had a vivid image spot interrupt his train of thought - Pony grinding on that pillow, moaning wildly, her hips shifting up and down on it - and Izuku hated that that image made him shudder for a reason that was not nervousness.

"I - I imagined this was you between my legs," Pony continued, her voice trembling, "and I humped this pillow until I came. And - and when I did, I came harder than I had in years. Usually - I'm pretty good when it comes to keeping myself under control when it comes to stuff like this, it's - it's - it's usually pretty easy. But - but ever since -" She took another deep breath, and suddenly stood up from the bed, throwing the pillow aside and gazing up at him with determination and something else in her eye. "But ever since I saw you - in the shower - you've haven't left my mind at all."

Izuku took a shuddering breath, remembering exactly when she had seen him - standing naked in the shower, wrapped up in her own towel. He remembered her curves, how surprisingly sexy she had looked beyond her cute looks. He remembered the intense kisses she had given him, the way she threw herself at him, the feeling of her ass in his hands. Setsuna's words about him being a switch came back to him for some reason, as though reminding him that he wasn't just the innocent guy who liked sitting back and letting girls crawl all over him ... and he felt his dick start to stir in his pants.

"I ... I know that you're sleeping with Set and Yui," Pony confessed, biting her lip, "but - but I also know that you're not with them. Set told me today after lunch. She's - she's okay if I - if I asked you ..." she took another deep breath, and then said loudly, "if you wanted to have sex with me!"

There were a few seconds of silence, where Pony squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable 'no' and for him to laugh - after all, why would Izuku want little old her when he had bombshells like Setsuna and Yui to pick from? When the denial didn't come, however, she peaked up at him, and was surprised to see Izuku taking a long exhale, closing his eyes briefly, before opening them and turning fully to look at her. Izuku knew that it was now only a matter of seconds before this happened, his hormones already on fire and screaming at him to finish with this build up and get it on with her, but he needed to say something first.

"I ..." Izuku muttered, and then looked up at her, seeing her breathlessly looking up at him, "I ... I can't get last night out of my mind either. The way you - the way that you felt, your lips, your body, your everything. You - you haven't been the only one thinking those thoughts." He took another breath, and confessed, "I've been - I was checking you out throughout our run. You - it's not really fair," he laughed, "you're so cute, then you turned up in those clothes, and suddenly - suddenly I really needed to take a cold shower."

"You ..." she whispered, hopeful, "you want to sleep with me too?"

Izuku nodded quickly, stepping forward. "I - I do."

"Then ... then what are you waiting for?" She asked, desire and want making her walk forward, grabbing his gym shirt, and began stammering in English, unable to control her thoughts properly to translate, "You - you want to fuck me? Then - then do it. You can fuck me all you want! Please, do it!"

"I - I want to." Izuku muttered, feeling desire start to take control of him, and his hands grabbed at her waist, holding the soft skin under her shirt as she started panting, grabbing his collar and pulling him down to her height.

"Kiss me, Midori," she begged him, throwing her arms around his neck. "Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me!"

It didn't take Izuku knowing English to know what she was asking, and, taking a deep breath for bravery, leaned in and pressed their lips together. Pony immediately hummed in satisfaction, her hands scratching his scalp as Izuku wrapped his arms around her, kissing her as passionately as he could. He tried hard to remember how confidently Setsuna and Yui had kissed him before, and tried to imitate it as best as he could, taking her lower lip in between his while slowly backing her up to the bed.

"Yes, yes, yes," Pony moaned out as Izuku began pushing his tongue against her lips, opening her mouth to let him in. Izuku's hands lowered to her thighs, enjoying how soft they were, and used his strength to lift her up, putting his knees on her bed and lowering her down onto the pillows, continuing to French kiss her while on top of her. With both tongues fighting, Izuku realized that Pony was incredibly inexperienced with kissing, her movements sloppy, saliva running down his chin. He didn't mind it, though, the passion she was showing him was enough that Izuku already felt his dick start to harden in his shorts, already becoming a bit uncomfortable.

Izuku's hands cupped her round face, feeling her soft cheeks as they kissed, reaching up into her hair and enjoying how soft it felt. The sensation of her hair on his arms tickled him a bit as they continued making out on her bed, her own hands roaming his body, feeling up his arms and muscles with a giggle. It wasn't until Izuku reached her horns, his fingers rubbing against the hardness, that Pony suddenly reacted, arcing her back and moaning loudly.

Izuku jolted, looking down at her in shock as she panted slightly, going very red in the face as she opened her eyes, the black iris in her eyes completely blown up, barely any blue there for Izuku to see. As he removed his hands from her horns, she let out a small moan of disappointment, and Izuku remembered something that he had learned last night.

"A-are your horns ... sensitive?" he asked, his hands still in her hair just to be safe. She nodded shortly, still trying to catch her breath from the rather intense make out.

"Yeah, they're - I mean, yes, they're really sensitive," Pony explained, switching back from English to Japanese, going even redder. "I'm - if you wanted to ... touch them more ..."

Izuku gulped, glancing back up at the pale horns on her head, which were much taller than Mina's own horns. He remembered that Pony didn't seem to be very confident at this - while she was certainly passionate about making out with him, it was clear that Izuku was the one taking the lead here. So ... if Pony really liked having her horns touched, and she wanted to ... He remembered one time having sex with Setsuna, when she grabbed his hair tightly and yanked his head back to kiss at his neck. It had been slightly painful, but it had shot a burst of pleasure through him. If that had worked for him ...

He let out a tense breath, and raised his hands to grab both of her horns, both hands grasping them tightly. Pony let out a little huff of air due to the surprise, but that was nothing compared to the loud gasp and moan as Izuku yanked her head back, exposing her neck to him. Trying hard not to panic, Izuku dipped down and pressed a kiss to her neck, sucking some of the skin into his mouth to bite lightly on. He was forced onto his knees when Pony's entire body arced into him, removing one of his hands from her horn to grab her back and press her harder into him.

"Ooooh, mah gaaawwd," Pony moaned out loud, her eyes rolling into the back of her head due to the combined stimulation from Izuku's hand gripping her horn and his mouth on her neck, "Oh, mah gaaawd ..."

Izuku felt a sudden boast of confidence flare in him at the sound of her moaning, not really getting what the words meant but definitely understanding the tone. He let out little groan while sucking on her neck, his hand rubbing up and down the horn and driving her crazy with pleasure as she continued thrusting her hips wildly. They kept colliding with Izuku's crotch, feeling a hardness there, and her legs kicked out wildly as Izuku continued to overstimulate her, Pony letting out a series of tense breaths as she felt her orgasm suddenly start to rise within her. This wasn't - it wasn't usually this fast! But the combined feeling of Izuku's lips and hands was driving her insane with pleasure.

"I'm gonna cum," she whispered, pressing herself somehow even tighter against him, enjoying how Izuku's other hand went down to grip her ass. "I'm gonna, cum, I'm gonna cum, cutie ...!"

Izuku groaned, not really getting what she said but knowing that she was enjoying it. He thumbed at the little wisp of hair on her backside, loving how soft it felt just like her hair, and raised his head up so he could kiss her again, Pony moaning loudly into his mouth. He didn't really care for the noise, far too aroused by her sounds to properly care. Both of Pony's hands clamped down on his butt, pushing his crotch harder into her own, and Pony let out a loud moan and raised her arms to hug him tightly.

"I'm cummiiiiiiiiing!" she shouted, and felt herself explode in her shorts, juices spraying as she continued humping into Izuku. The boy felt himself freeze up as he felt something wet on his crotch, and let her ride herself out, moaning loudly and throwing her head back onto her pillows. Finally, Pony felt her orgasm start to fade away, and she let go of Izuku, collapsing on her bed in a sweaty, panting mess, throwing a hand over her eyes as a weak smile filled her lips. Izuku watched her a bit nervously, slightly letting go of the hand he had on her horn.

"Er - did you ..." Pony spread her fingers to see Izuku awkwardly staring down at her, very red in the face, and only then realized, feeling her face explode, what she had just did. With a small squeal, Pony threw her hands over her face, rolling onto her side groaning.

"I'm sor - I'm so sorry, Midori!" She bemoaned, rolling onto her stomach, her words muffled by the hands over her face. "It just - it felt so - so good! I just - I just did that, and you must think that's so stupid, that I came so easily, I'm -!"

"N-no, it's okay!" Izuku tried to assure her, putting a hand on her back comfortingly, "I get it, I overstimulated you! I shouldn't have gone so overboard, I'm sorry."

"No it's - it's not you, it was me!" Pony shook her head. "I got too excited! You must think I'm so embarrassing!"

"N-no, not at all! I thought it was -" Izuku started to say, and then faltered. But, after steeling himself once again, and trying to keep his stammer out of his voice, he muttered, "I thought it was ... hot."

"Eh? Hot?" Pony pulled herself back up, looking back up at Izuku, uncertain. There were small tears of embarrassment in her eyes, which made Izuku's heart clench, and before he could stop himself, he cupped her face again and brushed the tears away with his thumbs. It was such a gentle thing for him to do, it even surprised himself, and it was hard not too swoon when she subconsciously nuzzled into his hands.

"I - ye-yeah," Izuku nodded, feeling himself go a bit red again. "It was ... really hot. I - I'm gonna be honest, I'm still ..."

"You're still ...?" Pony trailed off, glancing down, and her eyes widened at the sight of a bulge in his shorts, kind of hidden by the black fabric but now she couldn't take her eyes off of it. "I ... I did this to you ...?"

She reached out without thinking, and rubbed the hard crotch within his pants. Izuku jolted a bit, groaning at the feeling, and Pony quickly withdrew her hand, looking panicked.

"Oh - oh, I'm sorry, I just -"

"N-no, it's okay!" he quickly assured her, "It just - took me by surprise, is all."

"Oh. Okay," Pony glanced back down, gulping, and then looked back up into his eyes. Izuku found himself getting a bit lost in her beautiful blue eyes, the irises shrinking back down, but desire and need was there, biting her lip while her hands subconsciously reached up to rub his arms, tracing the scars on his right arm with her fingers.

"Can ..." she gulped nervously, but nodding to herself, asked, "can we keep going?"

Izuku smiled kindly at her, and nodded. Without further ado, Izuku leaned back in, still cupping her cheeks, and gave her a much lighter kiss, enjoying the soft feeling of her lips. Pony hummed in satisfaction and and threw her arms around his neck again, but this time decided to match his speed, not darting her tongue in and just enjoying the sweet kisses he gave her. Izuku slowly put her back down on the bed, laying atop her and slowly making out, eventually turning on his side so they could lie beside each other.

"Mmmmm," Pony groaned slightly as Izuku's tongue teased her mouth, opening it so he could properly explore. His hands lowered so that they could rub her hips, enjoying how soft but muscular she felt, and rolled them over so that Pony was laying atop of him, straddling his hips while they kissed. Pony's hands lowered to his shirt, and went underneath it to feel up his abs and muscles. Pony moaned at the feeling of them in her hands, rubbing gently, and let out a small gasp as Izuku's hands went back down to her butt, squeezing gently. She seemed to turn to putty in his hands, so she surrendered fully, loving the attention he gave to her, and content with the fact that he knew what he was doing.

Izuku ... had no idea what he was doing. On the outside he was going slow, getting her ready for the next part, but inside he was screaming. What was he doing? How would he do this?! Usually Yui would be leading, or Setsuna would just order him what to do and he'd do it. Should he kiss her boobs? Go down on her? Say fuck it and just put his dick in her?! He was a mess of confusion - but he took a deep breath, withdrew his tongue from her mouth, and helped her sit up.

He tried desperately to remember his first time with Yui, and what she had done to get him in the mood and comfortable. It - shouldn't be hard, right? Play with her, go down on her, then - Izuku took a deep breath, knowing that this was going to be a really embarrassing time for both of them. But still, he tried to steel himself and carry on, making sure she didn't know how uncomfortable he was taking the lead, and gently lifted her gym shirt from her, exposing her stomach.

Pony let out a little hum, and stretched her arms over her head to help him take off the shirt and throw it to the side. Looking at her topless form, Izuku confirmed his suspicions that she was not wearing a bra during their training today - her breasts were much smaller than Setsuna's and Yui's, but they still had some weight to them, and the nipples looked so cute. Taking a deep breath, Izuku leaned forward and put his mouth over her left nipple.

The horse girl let out a loud gasp at the feeling of his tongue licking at her nipple, feeling it go hard in his mouth as he sucked her boob into his mouth. She let out a moan of ecstasy and bucked her hips into him, grabbing his hair in both her hands and squeezing. Izuku moaned a bit, tasting some sweat from their training together, but the taste was surprisingly invigorating, Izuku moving off that nipple to go to her other one and apply the same treatment, sucking her nipple into his mouth and swirling it around in his mouth, occasionally nibbling on it to tease her. By the time he was done with her breasts, Pony was a panting, red faced mess, her breaths coming out quickly.

Izuku rolled them over again, so that her back hit the mattress, and, trying hard to keep calm, took a second to throw his shirt off of him, exposing his chest to her. Pony's eyes went wide, staring up at his abs and pecs as he took a second to breath, and she then forced herself up, grabbing Izuku's waist and planting her lips on his abs. Like he had done with Itsuka last night, Pony slobbered over his muscles, drawing her tongue against his stomach and reaching up to draw his own nipple into her mouth. Izuku groaned, rubbing a hand through her hair - and tried hard not to feel embarrassed over how good it felt for Pony to lick him up, and god, if he put Itsuka through that treatment last night, how the heck did she remain so composed?!

After she worshipped his muscles for a few more minutes, Izuku drew her back up so that he could kiss her again, Pony immediately trying to sit up on her knees to continue the kisses, only for him to slowly and gently push her back down onto the mattress, the horse girl disengaging from the kiss to look confused. And her confusion only grew as Izuku grabbed a pillow from the side and put it down on the other side of the bed.

"I ... what ..."

"Let me," Izuku asked her, and brought his hands down to her gym shorts, moving her hips up so he could slide them and her panties off. Before Pony could protest, they were down her legs, Izuku taking the time to look closer at her hooves (the quirk analyzing part of his brain never shut off, not even during sexy times), and tossed them aside. Izuku glanced up to see Pony covering her wet privates, a look of embarrassment on her face. Her blonde hair was strewn everywhere on her pillow, and she deliberately avoided his eyes.

"Tsunotori," Izuku whispered, reaching back up and rubbing her face with his hand, "can you please move your hands?"

"I just ..." she mumbled, "I probably look really weird."

Izuku shook his head, and leaned down to kiss her hand, causing her to look over. "You look beautiful."

... wait a second, where the hell did that come from?! That confidence didn't belong to Izuku! Did he somehow borrow that from Kirishima or Toogata-senpai?! He was about to go off in a mumble-storm trying to decide who's suave lines he stole that from, but Pony let out a small sigh, trying hard to keep her blush down, and slowly removed her hands from her crotch, resting them on her breasts. Izuku shook himself out of his screaming thoughts before he got consumed by them and glanced down at her vagina.

As he suspected, she was a mess. Moisture poured down her thighs, the lips looked puffy, and the whole thing looked ... incredibly appetizing. There was a small tuft of blonde hair, trimmed and pretty looking, and Izuku had the suspicion that this was a pretty recent trim. He glanced back up at Pony, who was leaning up on her forearms glancing down uncertainly at him, and he realized that this was probably the first time she'd ever had anyone do this to her. So going hard like he did with Setsuna and Yui was a no go. He'd have to be gentle.

Thankful that he had done a bit of research into sex during his time with them, Izuku laid down on his stomach between her legs, and lifted one of her thighs to lay across his shoulder, feeling her hoof settle on the small of his back. He grabbed the pillow he had taken from the front of the bed and put it under her butt, making sure she was elevated for this. With a deep breath, Izuku leaned forward and kissed the inner softness of her thigh, feeling the moisture on her leg and giving a quick lick. Pony let out a small shudder, and began panting a bit as Izuku worked his way towards her lower lips, pausing to kiss and nibble on her thigh. Finally, Izuku reached his prize, and after glancing up to make sure that Pony was okay, he took another deep breath, mentally pumping himself up, and planted a kiss against her wetness.

Pony gasped out loud, sitting forward and staring down as Izuku began eating her out, sliding his tongue against her folds and beginning to push inside. This ... this was far more different than her fingers, Pony realized, moaning softly as his tongue pushed into her entrance, wiggling around. Pony let out another sharp gasp and threw her head back down to the pillows, squeezing her eyes shut as Izuku went down on her. This was - this was weird! It was so off! It was -

- it was so, so, good.

She moaned loudly, thrilling to the feeling of Izuku's tongue exploring inside her, his nose pushing into her wetness, and she felt her hands go down to touch his hair, drawing her fingers through his scalp and scratching in appreciation. It was off at first, the feeling of something foreign inside her, but now that she had gotten used to it, oh god. Oh, god, she did not want him to stop, she thought as she shuddered and crossed her legs over his head, trapping him against her pussy.

Izuku, meanwhile, had grown more used to giving oral, thanks to Setsuna's training, so all he had to do was slow down and bring her to pleasure, trying hard not to give in to his usual ritual with Setsuna and get her off as fast as he could. Instead, Izuku took the time to enjoy giving pleasure to Pony, listening for her little cute moans and squeals as he continued going down on her. He used one hand to beginning rubbing the top of her vagina, hearing her gasp loudly and begin moaning even more as he began playing with her clit, and used the other hand to reach down, bringing down his own pants and awkwardly climbing out of them. Throwing his pants away, he awkwardly rubbed at his own cock, getting it a bit hard.

"I ... oh, my ..." Pony managed to gasp out, going slightly cross-eyed. "I - stop, Midori, stop, stop!"

Izuku jolted at that, hearing the instruction to stop, and immediately withdrew, gasping out loud when he finally got some air. He sat forward as Pony removed her legs, which were shaking uncontrollably, from his head, feeling worried. Did he overstep some boundary? Do something she didn't like?! Oh, god, how would he -

These worried thoughts were interrupted, however, as Pony lunged forward, smashing her lips against his and moaning uncontrollably. Izuku stared forward in shock as her tongue shoved itself into his mouth, and Pony used some surprising strength to throw him down, straddling him and pressing herself up against him. Izuku hesitantly wrapped his hands around her, and Pony finally let him go for air, panting, and he could clearly see the lust and want in her eyes as she began crawling down him, directly towards his cock standing at attention.

"I - oh, my god," she panted, grabbing his cock in one hand as she settled between his legs. "I - I just ..."

She didn't say anything more after that, overcome by lust, and immediately dipped down, taking his cock in her mouth. Izuku let out a loud moan as her wet mouth took in his cock, throwing his head down as she slobbered over his cock, her moaning muffled as she began bobbing her head up and down.

The skill difference between her and the other girls he slept with was obvious, Izuku reflected as Pony continued giving him a blow job, obvious that this was her first one. She couldn't take his entire cock in her mouth, instead focusing on the tip of his penis, and her mouth was open far too wide, but even then, Izuku suddenly had a hard time not saying fuck it and cumming in her mouth, panting raggedly as she went to town on him. But god, he couldn't cum in her mouth, if Yui was surprised he did it no doubt Pony would be as well.

"T-Tsunotori," Izuku managed to gasp out, patting her head. "I - hold on, let me up."

Pony heard that through her lust, and managed to let him up by taking her mouth off his cock, panting raggedly. Still, Pony squirmed, feeling far too aroused to properly think straight. She crawled away so that she was hugging her pillow, and Izuku glanced up to see her face down, sticking her ass in the air and wiggling it desperately, the blonde girl looking around with a pleading look on her face.

"Please ... please fuck me, Midori," Pony managed to gasp out, "Please, please, please ..."

Izuku let out a tense breath, and felt his own lust take over. He sat up on his knees, waddling over and grabbing her hips in his hands, causing her to gasp in excitement, biting her lip. Before he stuck it in, he remembered one last desperate tip, and asked, "You're ... are you protected?"

"Mm-hm!" Pony nodded desperately, and shoved her butt into his lap, feeling his cock tease her entrance. "Please, please fuck me! Please don't leave my room without fucking me ...!"

Izuku felt himself shudder with want, and that was really all he needed. Remembering his first time with Yui, Izuku started slow, angling his cock into her entrance, and pushing in slowly. Pony let out a loud moan as his length entered her, biting her pillow as he pushed inside. Izuku grunted as well, feeling a bit of resistance as he went deeper in, and after Pony gave her approval, pushed slightly harder, breaking her hymen.

He felt a bit of blood touch his waist, realizing that she may be hurt right now, and slowed down his insertion, letting her get used to his length. Finally, he was fully inside, Pony gasping out as she got used to his full length inside her. Izuku grabbed her shoulders, careful not to angle her weirdly, and brought her up so he could kiss at her jaw and neck, prompting her to giggle some.

After a few minutes of petting and kissing, Pony moaned and lowered herself back onto the pillow, pushing her butt into his waist and grunting.

"I'm ready," she breathed out, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, "please, please, Midori, fuck me ..."

Izuku nodded, and, as carefully as he could, began pulling out, being sure to drag his length against her velvety walls. Pony moaned at the sensation, her blonde hair covering her face, and her hooves kicked impatiently on the bed as he continued moving out. As soon as Izuku was almost out, he pushed back in, a bit slower than what he was used to, but wanting to give Pony a good first time.

He repeated this a few times for the next two minutes, slowly going in and out, getting her used to his cock inside her. While it had been painful the first few times, Pony felt herself getting used to his length, beginning to moan as pain was replaced by pleasure. She whipped her hair back, making sure Izuku could see her, and sent him a pleading look.

"Please go faster," she begged him, pushing her butt firmly into him, "Please!"

That was all Izuku needed to know, confidence swirling in his brain, and he began pushing in and out of her faster, hearing the clap of his hips meeting her ass pushing him forward. Pony gasped and moaned, biting her pillow as her hands slammed up against the bars of her bed, letting her sit up slightly as Izuku fucked her from behind.

"Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!" Pony gasped out, eyes rolling, "Oh, god, I've wanted this all week! Oh, yeah, Midori, fuck me, just like that, please, please ...!"

Izuku grunted, the feeling of her walls pressing against his cock driving him forward, and he began going even faster, the wet sounds between them echoing in the room. It was a few more minutes before Pony felt close to cumming again, and she let out a delicious shout of pleasure as Izuku massaged her ass from behind, squeezing her buttcheeks with both hands.

"M-my horns!" she begged him. "Ple - Please, grab my horns!"

So far gone he was willing to do anything she wanted, Izuku reached forward, grabbing her horns between both of his hands, and pulled her head back, remembering how she reacted when he first did that. Pony let out a wild moan as she felt herself squirt on his cock, squeezing his meat within her while he moaned at the sudden tightness, her juices spraying out onto his waist.

"I - yes! Yes, yes, yes!" She screamed out, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as another orgasm hit her. "I- oh, my god, you're fucking me sooo good! You're so fucking sexy, please keep going, pl - please!"

Izuku let out another moan as he felt his own orgasm rising within him, probably the result of the various orgasms Pony was experiencing right now. Letting out a loud grunt, Izuku felt himself ejaculate within her, his cock erupting into her. Pony let out a hoarse grunt as she felt it, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, and she lost all strength in her arms, collapsing onto her face as Izuku leaned against her, letting go of her horns to grasp at the metal bars of the bed, panting raggedly as he finished cumming in her, and as gently as he could, he pulled out, trying to catch his breath.

"T-Tsunotori ..."

There wasn't any response from her, and Izuku, wiping some sweat off his brow, looked a bit closer.

"H-hey, Tsunotori ...?"

But it was no use. Pony had become so overstimulated, cumming multiple times in quick succession, she had passed right out after orgasming, letting out soft snores as she smiled happily in her sleep. Izuku felt his heart clench at the cute sight, and as quickly and quietly as he could, got up to get his clothes from across the room. As tempting as it was to stay in bed with her, he didn't need to get caught by any of the other girls - while he wasn't together with Setsuna and Yui, and as much as they told him it was okay to sleep with other girls, he didn't want to make things awkward with Itsuka or Ibara.

After getting his clothes back on, only grimacing at the obvious wet stain that Pony had left earlier, Izuku quickly tucked in Pony in her bed, pulling the covers to hide her naked form. Smiling softly at her, Izuku pressed another kiss into her hairline, and nearly swooned when she mumbled in her sleep and nuzzled against him. After debating with himself again about staying with her, Izuku made up his mind, and quietly snuck out of the room, closing the door gently behind him, and crept his way to the stairwell.

Entering his room and flipping on the light, Izuku sighed, the exhaustion of the training and having sex with Pony catching up with him. Izuku stopped by his desk, checking his notebook while thinking. Yui and Setsuna telling him it was okay to sleep with everyone else, since they were not in a relationship with him, and that stayed on his mind, refusing to get out. Now, Izuku knew that he shouldn't be feeling bad about what happened tonight - Yui and Setsuna said it was okay, Vlad King didn't say anything about consensual interactions with his roommates, and it wasn't like he was cheating on anyone. Hell, he should feel proud, he had such good sex with Pony she passed out right afterwards! But ... even as Izuku thought that, he felt a wave of something unpleasant in his stomach.

He should've felt fine after sleeping with Pony ... but now that he had time to think, he felt shame start to well within him. It was obvious, now, that Pony found him attractive, she had laid it completely out before they had sex, telling him that she masturbated to him - and he didn't need to be an expert in English to know what she was saying towards the end. But ... wasn't he doing something awful to her? He was going around, sleeping with Yui and Setsuna, and now he was messing with her - shouldn't Pony deserve better than that? She said that she knew Izuku was with them as well, and seemed fine with sleeping with him, but that didn't stop the guilt from flaring up inside him. He had hoped he would get a girlfriend from living here, but now he was just messing around with the girls, sex the only thing on their minds. He wasn't something to date or love, he was only having sex and enjoying physical activities with them. So why -

"A-hem."

Izuku jumped out of his skin when someone cleared their throat behind him, whirling around. Part of him was ready with Full Cowling, in case some villain snuck into his room to wait, but the moment he caught sight of who was behind him, Izuku felt himself freeze up, staring in shock and horror at a naked Kinoko laying on his bed, thumbing her nipple while smirking up at him, the fringe of her hair hiding only one eye while the other one gazed at him seductively.

"About time," she joked, licking her lips, "I was starting to get a bit hungry for a mushroom."