Ochaco, ready to call it a night, stretched herself out as she headed to Izuku's room. Stepping in front of her at the end of the hall, however, was Rumi. She stood with her hands under her banana yellow pajama shirt.

"… What is it?"

"Deku's not here."

"Astute observation," Ochaco said drily.

"Him not being here means tonight is about 200% more boring than usual."

"I mean, it's not like any of us disagreed with him wooing Hatsume. We're all sucking it up and toughing it out. If you're horny, well, I'm not sure I can help you there."

"… Isn't this the part where you brazenly offer to engage in the raw girl-on-girl action you've become rather partial to on Dekuless nights?"

Taken aback, Ochaco began defending herself. "Okay, look, it's not like I just pounce on whichever one of the girls is closest. Don't get the wrong idea. If I'm in the mood, I'll just ask them. But I don't do it all the time…"

"I mean, you'd think I wouldn't know, having our own designated rooms but uh." Rumi scratched her head. "Mina's screaming is pretty distinctive."

Ochaco blanched. "H-hang on. If you could hear it then—"

"Nah, Eri and the others hear nothing." Rumi pointed to her long rabbit ears. "Super hearing, remember?"

Ochaco breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank God… wait, that probably means Kyoka listens in too… Jeez, there's no privacy in this house."

Rumi chuckled. "No, but that's what you sign up for when you're with us."

"Uh huh… well, anyway, this has been enlightening but I really want to take it easy—"

"Oh no." Rumi stepped in front of her again, blocking her path. "There's a little something we need to take care of, and I don't wanna wait for another opportunity like this again."

Despite her growing unease, Ochaco chose to humour her rival. "What are you getting at here?"

"I take it you've noticed the weird… friction between us."

"I mean, I just sort of assumed we were working our way through it. Getting to be normal around each other bit by bit…"

"Well, there's that, and it's certainly been nice, but honestly… there's a part of me that still really hates you."

Ochaco stared at her blankly. "Uh, gee. Sorry, I guess?"

"Oh, don't apologize. I acknowledge this is just me being selfish. I want a little something else from you instead. Just so I can see what you're made of one on one."

Expression growing deadpan and weary, Ochaco surmised, "You want us to have sex, don't you?"

Rumi chuckled. "Is it that easy to predict?"

"Considering what type of power fantasy we've found ourselves in, of course this is what's gonna happen!"

Taking a deep breath, Rumi slinked her way closer to Ochaco. The woman found herself rooted to the spot, like a predator was closing in. Warning signals kept going off in her head telling her to run, yet Rumi's allure kept her there. The perfect hunter.

"It's not like we haven't done it before. This time we'd just be alone. You, me, one whole night until the sun rises. Sweet strawberry and mocha blending together in one extravagant sexfest."

Rumi reached out to pull a strand of hair over Ochaco's ear. She drew in closer. Intimately close, to the point Ochaco felt her hot breath on her face. Even as her heart threatened to violently punch its way outside, Ochaco remained firm. Rumi's advance would not cow her. Even as her voice lowered to a deadly, low purr reserved only for her.

"This'll be a night we'll never forget. Because tonight, we settle for the position of top bitch once and for all."

Whatever had been making Ochaco hold back finally broke. Rumi had drawn so close their noses were almost touching. With a sway of her brown locks, Ochaco lunged forward to capture Rumi's lips and bring the curvy woman to her. Her hands held her close, a seemingly tender embrace instead meant to keep this raucous woman in check.

Rumi inhaled Ochaco's lips with equal fervor, hands snaking around to grasp her firm butt. Squeezing a handful of each cheek, she mewled as Ochaco bit at her lip in frustration. Their chests rubbed against each other through the fabric of their nightwear as they remained in the hall, making out with a passion that couldn't possibly have been built up in the time they'd grown more intimate with one another. This had been building up for a long time.

Despite the two of them being pro heroes, Rumi's natural superstrength gave her an advantage. Swinging Ochaco around until she slammed into the wall, Rumi pressed her against it. Cracks formed in the plaster of the dent. Yet even still Rumi never relented. She instead went right for Ochaco's neck, burying her face in there and kissing at one of her erogenous zones.

Ochaco registered the pain that came with being slammed into the wall so hard, but the adrenaline and hormones in her system prevented her from being fazed by it too much. She moaned as Rumi kissed at her neck, wrapping a fist into her long white hair as she peppered below her head with kisses.

Not content with remaining submissive, Ochaco wormed her hand up beneath Rumi's pajama top. Her fingers found Rumi's large left breast, giving it a firm squeeze. She pinched the nipple, making Rumi let out a yelp. Finding her opening, Ochaco pulled Rumi's head back up to continue making out as she pulled them both inside the master bedroom.

The dim lights helped the mood. Ochaco tore open Rumi's top, the buttons flying everywhere. Her massive tits sprang from their confines, and Ochaco wasted no time wrapping her lips around one of the diamond hard peaks. Rumi gasped in ecstasy, holding Ochaco's head close as she snaked a finger below the band of her shorts to finger herself. She'd been quite wet for a while now, and the juices kept flowing freely with Ochaco's aggressive playing with her breasts.

Licking between the valley of Rumi's breasts, Ochaco shook her face to motorboat her cleavage. Rumi shook her breasts to allow her, smacking lightly against her cheeks as she moved her head around. Pulling herself out, Ochaco lunged for the other breast, sucking at it as well.

Rumi found herself quite liking this side to Ochaco. She was normally so reserved and sweet in public but when it got down to it, she was the hungriest sex fiend you could imagine. No wonder she paired so well with Deku.

As Ochaco bit her nipple between her teeth, Rumi's breath caught in her throat. The new sensation of hard enamel digging lightly into her most sensitive flesh was a little painful but also heavenly erotic. Ochaco expertly slid the nipple between her teeth, driving Rumi's lust up further. As a grand finish, she went in for one final suck before licking up, leaving Rumi's nipple wet and erect.

Not allowing her rival to catch her breath, Ochaco snaked down Rumi's chiseled stomach. She kissed along her gorgeous abdomen, paying attention to each carefully maintained ridge and bump. Her worship of Rumi's chocolate skin placated her, eyes growing wider and wider with anticipation the closer she got to her sopping pussy…

Stopping at her navel, Ochaco looped her tongue inside. Rumi's breath hitched again, the unexpected burst in pleasure making her grow heady again. Ochaco kissed and slurped at it. Rumi's eyelids fluttered at her ministrations, hand unconsciously reaching for the wooden dresser behind her. Grabbing hold of the corner, she unwittingly broke it off where it fell with a thud to the floor. Not that either her or Ochaco had the presence of mind to notice. They were entirely focused on another.

Giving Rumi a break, Ochaco finally pulled away from her belly button to gaze at her shorts. They were rabbit themed, of course, with nondescript bunny heads up and down the pants legs. Ochaco tore it off her without hesitation, the pants yanking the bunny tail out of the back as it pooled down at her ankles. She liked the sight of her bare mocha skin far better. And at last, wet and leaking for just her to see was Rumi's core.

Ochaco's eyes grew wide, reflecting Rumi's puffy pussy lips. Rumi's heart had started hammering to an intense beat, waiting for Ochaco's ravenous mouth to close upon her mound. Drawing closer and closer, Ochaco's lips grew level with Rumi's pussy. Extending her tongue, she tenderly licked at the entrance, making shivers run up Rumi's spine. As she gasped, Ochaco ventured further and began eating her out in earnest.

Inhaling Rumi's pussy, Ochaco licked forcefully and deeply. She didn't let up in her position of power even though she was the one kneeling. Rumi was probably the toughest woman she knew, and there was a strange thrill in being able to subdue her in a way only Izuku had managed to. She continued eating her out, maintaining eye contact with the woman all the while.

On Rumi's end, she could do nothing more than stand still as Ochaco ate her out. Her strong, confident licking was exactly the way she wanted it. Her tongue snaked in deep, licking up all of her juices and stopping the excess leaking that had been going during this entire encounter. Her licks would grow dangerously close to her clitoris but stop just short. She didn't know if she should be thankful for that or tell her to quit for the teasing and go for it.

As the loud slurping noises escalated, Rumi softly massaged Ochaco's head. Her brown hair had been growing messy in their fervent activity. She had trouble keeping her own perfectly straight with her hero work and resolved to show her how to best maintain it as repayment. Not that she was doing it because she liked her anything, of course not. This was just her being nice.

Ochaco's cunnilingus entered a new, exciting phase as she readjusted herself. Her tongue licked up Rumi's slit, the rabbit woman's eyes widening in anticipation as she grew closer and closer to her clit. Breathing even deeper, she didn't notice Ochaco's hand sneaking around behind towards her tail. Once her tongue hit her clitoris, so too did Ochaco pull at her tail. The combined sensation made Rumi contort as the sudden jolt in pleasure left her spurting all over Ochaco's face.

For her part, Ochaco was eagerly licking up Rumi's ejaculate. Her face drizzled in cum, she took short, fast breaths as she drank as much as she could. The tangy taste only made her more determined. With one final lick of her lips, she finished. Rumi was left shivering on her feet, the shock not entirely worn off yet.

Standing up, Ochaco wiped at her chin. She placed her arms akimbo, slyly egging Rumi on. Silently saying "can you do better than that?"

Rumi responded immediately by kicking off her pants and tackling Ochaco onto the bed.

Tearing Ochaco's shirt in two in her haste, Rumi aggressively palmed her breasts and squeezed. Rubbing them together and enjoying their malleability, Rumi saw Ochaco settle herself down for being the one pleasured. It was equal parts infuriating as it was hot.

Reaching down to kiss at Ochaco's chest, she darted over the ridge of her boobs to bury her face in her cleavage. Imitating Ochaco's motorboating with her, she did the same except even more forcefully. She was moving her head so fast she was almost a blur. Ochaco enjoyed the sensation of her lips spluttering against her skin, holding up her large chest and aiding in her fun.

Pulling away, Rumi once again ensnared the springy breasts in her hands and brought the nipples together. Sucking on both at once, she moaned through her suckling in response to Ochaco's own sounds of passion. The sheer lust they were feeling was one of the headiest experiences of her life, and the escalation to the glorious releases they were beginning to share together were addicting.

Her and Ochaco were fairly short, meaning there was a little less to explore than with statuesque bombshells like Momo. But they both made up for it with sheer volume of their curves. Something Rumi was very appreciative of as she ran her hands up and down Ochaco's toned frame, squeezing her large butt again.

Finished with her licking, Rumi flipped Ochaco around, so her ass was face up. Smacking it and watching the ripple, Rumi felt her pussy ache again. Some primal part of her wanted to engage in tribadism straight away, but she held back a little. The sight of Ochaco's own leaking cunt told her repaying the favour of what Ochaco did to her would be more satisfying at the moment.

Kneeling, Rumi pulled Ochaco's hips up until her face was against her bottom. Ochaco herself was suspended with her front half still lying on the bed. Her tongue began lapping at the folds from behind, leaving Ochaco to claw at the sheets. Rumi's fingers dug into Ochaco's hips, holding purchase as she scooped up every electrifying gulp of cum she could.

Round cheek pressed into the sheets, Ochaco let Rumi's strength keep her suspended in her position. The slight discomfort was precisely why it was so erotic; Rumi was determined to feast herself upon her essence and nothing would stop her. Ochaco knew she'd get her chance to turn things back in her favour, but for right now she didn't entirely mind her position. Not if it meant getting her nerves set alight by Rumi's ferocious tongue.

Rumi for her part was hungrily slurping against Ochaco's pussy. Her tongue lathered her dripping entrance with her saliva, sucking down as much as she could. What she felt toward Ochaco couldn't quite be described as entirely positive just yet but… goddammit, she was sexy. It was maddening how passionate of a fire she lit inside of her.

What had once driven her to see her as her greatest opponent in the way of being a hero had, in time, grown to seeing her as something more. She couldn't say if those feelings would've come about naturally over time even without this arrangement, but she knew she was quite a fan of it. Especially as she heard the vulnerable squeals she made from every move of her tongue.

Panting hard, Rumi pressed her face into Ochaco's entrance. Her licking kept growing more intense, the bites she made at the woman's lips making her moan louder and louder. One hand roaming toward her butt, she squeezed the massive orb of flesh once more. Her fingers sunk into her plush, toned butt and it seemed to light a fire inside Ochaco.

Her other hand, meanwhile, snuck down toward her own pussy. She placed a couple fingers inside and began playing with herself. The digits pushed and pulled in rhythm with her cunnilingus. The pleasure combined with the accomplishment she was getting in tongue fucking Ochaco was another level of addicting.

Sensing the orgasm was close, Rumi thrashed about with her licking. Face moving and lapping up and down. She dipped toward the clit for a final touch, and the cruelly provocative gesture made Ochaco's juices flow forward at last. Just like what had happened before, Rumi gulped down every last drop she could before leaving Ochaco to lie flat on the bed again. Focusing on her own fingering, she masturbated in one last energetic spurt until she came again, back arching as she spasmed in orgasmic bliss.

Satisfied, Rumi sat back and let herself catch her breath. She'd gone all out in overwhelming her partner and felt she deserved the small moment to rest. After a minute, Ochaco picked herself back up and looked at her. Gone was the innocent light her brown eyes normally had. It was replaced with a deep, primal hunger. For Rumi, who grew agitated at the sight of that happy-go-lucky expression, she couldn't be more turned on.

Crawling toward Ochaco, Rumi pressed herself flat against her. She possessively slapped her breast, palming it eagerly and leaning forward to capture her lips again. As was standard for Rumi, she was aggressive about it. She'd launched into a full-on French kiss so that Ochaco would taste herself.

Their lips pressed together and slid off one another, their make-out lustful and dangerously sweet. Competing for dominance, Ochaco snuck a hand down and began lightly fingering Rumi. Still sensitive from the masturbation, Rumi whined in between their kisses. Ochaco showed her no mercy, however, and continued pressing on.

Frustrated, Rumi tugged at Ochaco's hair and pulled her back. Her red eyes stared at her with something in between loathing and want. Ochaco stared right back, more than ready to meet her challenge. She responded by negating both of their weight, floating up above the bed over their tattered clothing strewn about.

Rumi was still unused to the sensation, flailing about. Ochaco let herself float up to the ceiling and gently kicked off. She carefully aligned herself so she was reversed against Rumi. Face pressed against her crotch and vice versa, she'd assembled them into a sixty nine position.

Catching on, Rumi licked her lips at the prospect of more cunnilingus. Before she could dive in, however, Ochaco had pitched forward and begun eating away at her. It was even more ravenous than before, attacking Rumi's clit straight away. Rumi couldn't help herself from moaning in delight, but that quickly turned into a snarl as she attacked Ochaco directly too. Within a minute, the two had made each other come again.

In between their desperate gasps for breath, the two pulled away for relief. While their stamina had far from run out, being heroes and all, their minds were currently overwhelmed by the endorphins rushing toward them. Once they'd collected themselves, the two wordlessly engaged in their mutual cunnilingus again.

Rotating through the air, the two continued licking at one another. They'd trigger orgasms over and over, constantly trying to get one over the other. Rumi with her natural endurance, and Ochaco with her hellish training being the lover of the world's greatest hero for years now. Their hate sex was an experience unlike anything they'd undergone before.

A synergy they couldn't quite comprehend yet was forming between them. Binding the two together in a tangle of frenzied lust and conflicted feelings. It only drove them higher and higher as a result, with each orgasmic spasm setting each other off.

Sometime later the two had floated away from one another, languidly flying through the air trying to regain their composure. But it was no use, being in zero gravity. Thankfully for Ochaco, this was her domain, meaning she recovered faster than Rumi did.

Flipping around with drops of cum floating through the air, Ochaco grabbed hold of Rumi's chiseled thigh and brought her up toward the ceiling. Before she knew what was happening, Ochaco had simultaneously grabbed a hold of the lamp. She used it as leverage to pin Rumi to the ceiling. She swiftly slotted herself in between Rumi's legs, their pussies a few inches from meeting one another.

Realizing what Ochaco was doing, Rumi tried to escape. "Oh, you are not fucking— AGH!"

Tapping into her relentless side once more, Ochaco closed the distance between their cores and they met in the euphoric sensation of tribbing. Their shared moans rang out as Ochaco began pushing Rumi against the ceiling with her thrusts.

Without gravity, Ochaco was using her own strength to stimulate their pussies. She rocked against Rumi painfully slowly, needling out every last bit of pleasure she could. The slow rocks of every rise and dip of their vaginas sent electricity running through both of their systems. The intimate press of their skin lubricated by their already rampant juices only abetted their insanity.

Rumi kept snarling between her moans, but that eventually gave way to more mewls of pleasure at the touch of their quims. She began growing more focused on pushing back against Ochaco however much she could in her weightless position. Ochaco's expertly steady rocking began picking up the pace once Rumi had acquiesced.

With every rock and bump of their cores, the two grew more and more frenzied. The carnal pleasure welled up in their heads, vision hazy as they focused on one another's bodies. One pair of delectable thighs intertwined with the other, and the both of them enjoying the benefits of having sex with a beautiful woman.

Every time Ochaco kicked it up a notch, Rumi gasped and would obediently keep the friction going. Ochaco's muscles burned as she kept them in place, but she had to keep pushing. She had to reach that sweet mutual climax she'd grown to love more than any other. The fact she was taking the initiative for herself was the most erotic thought of all, and that compelled her to keep grinding.

With every mutual, wet stroke of their pussies, the two bucked and bucked until their movements were almost a blur. At this point they couldn't hold it in anymore and screamed out in elation. Their cum spurted out in every which direction as they convulsed in pleasure again. Ochaco let go and allowed the two of them to float and away, spasming through the rest of their orgasms.

Realizing she was growing quite light-headed, Ochaco pulled at Rumi's foot to bring her to where she was over the bed. Releasing her quirk, the two fell down and bounced on the mattress. Ochaco was left panting. Her sweat glistened palely while Rumi's was sharper against the lower albedo of her skin.

Running a hand along Rumi's rigid curves, Ochaco smiled in triumph. She'd more than defended her position as top girl in the harem, there was no denying it.

Except, Rumi wasn't finished with the assault.

Leaping up in a blur, Rumi pinned Ochaco to the bed. Her red eyes were ruthless and spiteful, glaring at Ochaco with pure hate. Ochaco felt her heart catch in her throat at the sight.

"Not on my watch, bitch."

With that, Rumi pulled Ochaco's leg straight between her cleavage and began grinding their pussies again. This time she took command of the tribadism, and Ochaco was left to shake at her relentless fucking.

"Yeah, you like me now you whore? Finally, back down to Earth where I've got the advantage."

Ochaco realized her mistake too late. She'd unconsciously assumed she was dealing with one of the other girls, who had normal libidos. Rumi was part rabbit. That was a scientific impossibility for her.

Their grinding was so intense Ochaco feared her pelvis would shatter with how fast Rumi was moving. Their hips bounced up and down as Rumi ground their lips together in what could only be described as rage. Unparalleled, unbound, and unforgiving.

There was less time to enjoy the pleasure. This next phase of their sex was more about Ochaco trying to grasp hold of whatever relief she could and somehow guide the two of them to enough orgasms to peter out. She grinded back just as hard against Rumi as she could. Soon, they had come again. But in the middle of it, Rumi had leaned over Ochaco until she was in a missionary position. With another rock of her hips, they were off again.

"What's the matter? Too much for you?" Rumi's insane grin grew wider as she squeezed Ochaco's breast, giving her nipple another lick even as she ground against Ochaco with all she could. For her part, Ochaco had grabbed hold of Rumi to maintain some sort of leverage.

"It'll take more than this… to wear me out." Managing to squeeze that out even as Rumi's hips shook at lightning speed, Ochaco assembled her grit and chose to persevere through this last intense bout.

Rumi's breasts were bouncing up and down with how fast she was moving, and they'd lightly brush against Ochaco's even larger pair with her intensity. Giving a few more intense thrusts, the potent squish of their pussies guided the two to another mind-bending climax. Tears had even begun to form in Rumi's eyes with how fast she was going.

But even so, she sucked in her breath and pressed Ochaco down so she was lying on her side. Lying back, Rumi began grinding horizontally, relishing every pleasurable rub between their pussies.

On and on they went, their tribbing approaching the point of pain but neither willing to relent. Every last ounce of their antipathy toward one another poured into their sex, so much so that they could barely keep track of time. Their time together became a whirlwind of sound and senses, unable to recall anything except their moaning, the stimulating build to their orgasms and the heavenly releases that awaited them each time.

Feeling her legs start to fall asleep, Ochaco lay flat down on the bed as Rumi continued tribbing against her from behind. She had assumed a more meditative state at this point, unsure how much longer she could hold out but determined not to admit defeat, even as another climax left her reeling.

"Willing to give up?" Rumi said. Her eyes were unfocused, hair wet and matted against her back. Ochaco remained resolute, sucking in a deep breath.

"No." She got onto her knees, surveying her rival. While Rumi's stamina hadn't run out yet, there was still only so much the human brain could handle in the way of hormones. She was being overwhelmed. This was her chance.

"But I wanna let you in on a little secret." Ochaco crawled over to Rumi, sidling forward until they were aligned for tribbing once again.

"You might be strong, but you're not as experienced with sex as I am yet."

"And that matters how?"

Smirking, Ochaco inched forward until her pussy pressed against Rumi's. The woman shuddered from the contact, but Ochaco kept her composure. "Because me and Deku have gone at it way harder than this."

"… Huh?"

Schlick!

Mustering energy Rumi was sure had left her, Ochaco began grinding against her. Her brain and body had become overwhelmed, and she could do little else but let Ochaco have her way. Her ears drooped in silent submission.

"What the hell do you mean?"

"You guys are new, but me and Deku used to go at it for days on end. Our record is four."

"What…? What the fuck!? Ah!"

Ochaco's grinding was growing faster and faster, eager to dominate Rumi at last. "So don't think…"

"AH!"

"Just because you can fuck like a rabbit…"

"UGHHHH!"

"Means that you can fuck like either of us."

With that, Ochaco ceased speaking and leaned forward to inhale Rumi's lips, silencing her moans. Hugging the muscular woman close, their breasts pressed together as their pussies ground and ground against each other. Ochaco didn't bother moving her hips too fast, more so on applying the right amount of pressure to make the woman submit.

The glossy friction between the two kept escalating one final time. The two dug their fingers against each other's firm asses to heighten their euphoria. Their sweaty bodies stuck together, sharing their intense heat. Having tribbed and tribbed well past the point of sanity, the two continued making out as a means of clinging to one another as they approached the white light of orgasm once again.

A few more raucous shakes of their hips later, and the two pulled back to scream as they came onto one another a final time. They stayed in those positions for a good few seconds before Ochaco fell off, lying on her back next to Rumi. The two were left in a mess of their own fluids as their minds fought to wake up from their post-sex haze.

Eventually, the two blinked as they came to properly. They lay in silence for a few minutes, unsure of what to say. Rumi broke the silence with a whistle.

"Damn, that was the third-best sex of my life."

At that, Ochaco couldn't help but wheeze into a fit of giggles. She began cackling even with her parched throat as Rumi chuckled nervously beside her.

"I mean, it's true… Number one was our threeway with Deku, the other-"

"Was your first time with him, yeah. Oh my God." Ochaco wiped a tear from her eyes as she reached for the emergency water bottles on the night table, passing one to Rumi. They drank their fill, smacking their lips afterward.

"Number four was the time at the party…"

"Gee, I'm flattered I got in two of your top three."

"Game recognizes game."

Sighing, Rumi placed a hand on her temple. "Well, I guess you're staying top girl. For now."

"I had a feeling that's what you'd say," Ochaco replied.

"Honestly, babe… I don't really hate you. I just hate the idea of being unable to get closer to Deku."

Ochaco was unsure of what to say. Rumi continued.

"And, yes, it's not fair to you I still feel that way. Especially since it's hard to find a sweeter girl than you. Much as I loathe to admit it, Deku seems to go for the tender type. So, as I've been staying with you guys a while, I've been trying to worm my way in more. But one thing keeps stopping me from going as far as I like."

Beginning to get what she was saying, Ochaco finished for Rumi. "And that thing is me, isn't it?"

"In a sense. But really, what stings goes back to what I was saying about Deku going for the sweet types. Try as we might… there's simply no replacing you. You're his number one." There was something slightly hollow in Rumi's voice.

Despite herself, Ochaco began feeling guilty. But before she could say anything, Rumi cut her off again.

"And don't go getting all mopey just cause you're winning here. That'd make me hate you outright. And I really don't want that cause holy fuck are you sexy."

Ochaco chuckled. "Thanks."

Rumi got up, round ass retreating to the bathroom. "Come on, those sheets will destroy our mess but I'm not going to bed all gross like that."

"I'm not sure I'm in the mood for more," Ochaco said, getting up on shaky legs.

"Of course not, dumbass. I just wanna touch your boobs some more."

Silently, the two cleaned one another off (with Rumi indeed paying special attention to Ochaco's large chest) and they were back in a now clean bed in 20 minutes. They slipped on spare pairs of shorts but couldn't be bothered to dig for the right t-shirts, so they remained topless.

As the two lay down, Rumi lay her head against Ochaco's breast, fondling it and the other. "Damn, these are nice."

"I'm glad you think so," said Ochaco, amused.

"G'night babe," Rumi said as Ochaco turned out the lights.

"Good night."

As the two drifted to sleep, Ochaco thought about how Deku would be happy to hear about this new change in their relationship. But she also lingered on what Rumi said. Even if she wanted to keep things equal, she did have to admit that she was somewhat in the way of everybody else…

Harem List:

Ochaco Uraraka

Momo Yaoyorozu

Itsuka Kendo

Kyoka Jiro

Rumi Usagiyama

Mina Ashido

Toru Hagakure

Mei Hatsume

Can Easily Do Marathon Sex For A Week List:

Izuku Midoriya

Hey everybody, Million here. This was one of the wildest chapters yet. Rumi x Ochaco has been promised for a little while and I hope it lived up to everybody's expectations. Things have been slow going with me, so I appreciate your patience. I've just got a lot of real-world stuff to do and other obligations that keep me busy or too tired from writing. But I do want to keep writing this no matter how long it takes, mark my words.

Anyway, next up is the Ragdoll arc. First girl without a quirk or any real special abilities to speak of so it's gonna be sweet and wholesome. The perfect girl for Izuku to woo and show his love for. And vice versa, of course. Look forward to it!

Harem order: Ochaco, Momo, Itsuka, Kyoka, Rumi (Mirko), Mina, Toru, Mei, Tomoko, Tsuyu, Nejire, Nemuri (Midnight), Ibara, Ryuko (Pixie-bob), Kaoruko (Bubble Girl), Melissa, Yui, Camie, Shino (Mandalay), Setsuna, Moe (Burnin'), Ryuko (Ryukyuu), Pony, Yuyu, Reiko, Kinoko, Himiko. Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you're staying safe. Don't forget to fav/follow if you enjoyed this and if you want to stay more up to date on my work, be sure to follow me on Twitter at MilHypotheses. Until next time!