The moment they moved into her room, not even bothering to turn on the light, Itsuka immediately whipped around, letting go of his wrist so that she could use both hands to shove him back. Izuku let out a gasp of shock and a bit of terror as he was slammed back against the door, shutting it with enough force that a loud BANG sounded out that shook the walls and sealed them in.
Oh, god, Izuku thought in a mixture of terror and arousal, I am so fucking dead.
He couldn't help but gulp a bit as he stared down at his girlfriend, seeing how raggedly she was panting as she leaned against him and began rubbing his body through his clothing, one hand splayed on his stomach and feeling the abs underneath the shirt and the other moving down to rub his legs.
Still, he couldn't help but look into her face, feeling his heart hammering in his chest as he saw the look of pure lust and need in her eyes, as though she were two seconds away from eating him alive - which honestly, she probably was. Her pupils were completely dilated, a thin running down her forehead, and her robe pushed to the side to expose a bit of her breasts, making Izuku shiver as she continued to grope and rub him.
"Touch me," she practically begged him in a whisper, putting her head down on his shoulder and continuing to shake, "please, baby, touch me."
"U-uh -" Izuku stammered, at first too taken aback to figure out what to do ... which was not what Itsuka wanted. The girl let out a low growl of frustration that made Izuku squeak with fear, terrified that he just made her even more angry than she might already be, but before he could apologize, she grabbed his wrist, squeezing tight enough to make him gulp, and began pulling it down her body. Moving her robe aside, she pressed his hand against her stomach, making Izuku gulp when he felt her abs through the thin dress, and then began sliding his shaking hand downwards - towards her panties.
The moment he felt the lacy fabric, he blinked, realizing what she wanted him to do. He was quick to glance back up into her eyes, seeing how desperate she looked while small tears built in her eyes, and felt himself falter briefly - before he let out a deep breath.
Well, Izuku sighed internally, leaning in to kiss her cheek, might as well.
He no longer needed her to guide him as he slid his fingers past her panties, feeling how wet she was (holy shit, had she really been sitting on this for more than two hours?!) and immediately began playing with her entrance, rubbing the sensitive lips with his index and middle fingers. The moment she felt his fingers playing with her, Itsuka moaned loudly, latching onto Izuku like a lifeline as he inserted his two digits into her, starting to finger her and trying to satisfy her after two hours of teasing and tension
The hand she had around his waist immediately let go once he got to work, and instead went around his body to grab his butt, and she used her other hand to wrap around his neck as she embraced him tightly, pressing herself so hard against him he thudded again against the door thanks to her practically collapsing on him. But the sound of her moaning into his shoulder, her intense breathing, more than did its job as Izuku felt himself grow aroused once more, unable to suppress his own shudder as he used his other arm to hold the back of her head as he inserted a third finger into her.
"Fuck, yes!" She shouted loudly, almost scaring the crap out of Izuku, and the moment that Izuku began curling his fingers within her, she broke and immediately began grinding her hips into his hand, making Izuku groan out loud as he glanced down to see her hips moving back and forth. Continuing to play with her, Izuku could feel her juices leaking out onto his hand, and the way her breath continued to come out jittery and her moans growing in volume, indicated to him how close she must be. From the way her grip on his ass was tightening and how she shook in his embrace, it was clear that she was about ten seconds away from climaxing all over his hand.
Had she been this way for the past two hours? Izuku glanced at her in shock as her cries became shouts, his fingers beginning to push in and out of her. He knew that she and Setsuna had been shaky and tense, but had they been this bad when he left them the first time? He couldn't help but feel a little bad - he knew that this was what they wanted, but if he had known how tense it would've been for them, he would've cut the crap and taken them both upstairs to relieve this tension.
But at least now he was helping her, Izuku thought as he used his thumb to play with the little nub he knew was her clit, making Itsuka scream in pleasure once he found it.
Of course, having sat on her arousal for so long meant that Itsuka didn't last very long either - they'd only been in here for two minutes, and already Izuku could feel juices leaking out of her vagina onto his hand, and from the long moan, he knew that she had just came. Izuku didn't mind her early orgasm at all as he continued fingering her through her orgasm, letting Itsuka shudder and hold him tightly. He didn't care for the pain her grip had as he smelled her hair, enjoying the scent of her shampoo in his nostrils as he wrapped his other arm around her shoulders to hug her back.
Finally, her grinding became weaker and weaker, no longer riding his hand as he also slowed his fingering, until at last Itsuka simply stood there, shaking and leaning against him, while he finally slid his hand out of her panties, glancing at it and shuddering in pleasure when he saw how wet and sticky it looked. But that could be dealt with later - he glanced down at his girlfriend in his arms, and became concerned when he didn't hear anything from her.
"I-Itsuka?" Izuku asked unsurely.
"..."
"Itsuka, are you -?"
Before he could finish that sentence, of course, Itsuka suddenly sprung back to life, moving as though she had been hit by a live wire. She was quick to look back up at him, making him gulp in nervousness and excitement as he saw the look of pleasure and want in her eyes, as she suddenly grabbed his hand again. Instead of sliding it downwards, however, this time she raised it up to her face.
To Izuku's shock, she opened her mouth and stretched her tongue to draw it across his palm, licking up her juices with a seductive look on her face that made her boyfriend shudder. Once she had licked his hand, she moved to take one of his fingers, the one that had been inside her, into her mouth, and sucked gently on it, her gaze never leaving his as her tongue rolled his digit around in her mouth, and sent a hot bolt of arousal through Izuku's body all the way down to his cock, feeling it start to strain against his pants
- which Itsuka noticed at once, of course, seeing as how she was leaning her entire body against his. Izuku let out a small gasp as she lowered her other hand ro run against the tent in his pants, making him shudder as her finger drew around it.
Finally letting his finger slide out of her mouth, leaving a layer of saliva on it that made Izuku shake, Itsuka gave him a seductive smile.
"My turn."
Letting Izuku's hand, still covered in her juices, fall to his side, Itsuka was quick to drop to her knees, letting out a small, hungry breath, and reached up to grab the waistband of his pants with both of her hands. Izuku couldn't help but stare down in a mix of shock and arousal as she pulled his pants down his legs to his knees, and allowed his cock to spring free, pointing straight at his girlfriend's face. Itsuka didn't hesitate, of course, to lean in and plant a kiss against the tip, glancing up at Izuku with that look of arousal that made his knees shake, and didn't hesitate to open her mouth, stick her tongue out, and move to take his shaft into her mouth.
Izuku let out loud groan of pleasure as her tight mouth accepted his manhood, and stared down as Itsuka devoured his cock in one go, her gaze never leaving his face as she moved one hand to rub against his leg, and the other to play with his balls, making him wince. Once she was sure he was comfortably leaning back against the door, Itsuka got to work, moving her head back and forth and running her tongue along his shaft as she did so.
Her intent was clear, wanting to pay him back for fingering her by making him cum as soon as she could - and both knew, from how enthusiastically she was doing this and how roughly she was bobbing her head back and forth, that he wouldn't be lasting long.
Letting out a loud grunt, Izuku's clean, un-juice-littered hand went down to her hair, figuring that she didn't want his dirty one to mess up her soft locks, and gave the threads of orange hair a gentle squeeze as Itsuka continued to bob her head back and forth. Her blowjobs, Izuku remembered as he slumped back against the door and squeezed his eyes shut, were so unique, even among all of his other girlfriends. He loved getting blown by all of them, of course, but there was something about how Itsuka did it that always took him aback and made him lose his breath.
Of course, she did have a quirk that let her grow her hand to any size - she must have taken advantage of her abilities to practice. And now, he got to reap the benefits, he thought happily as he squeezed an eye open to see her moving her head back and forth and letting out a muffled moan.
As Izuku laid back more comfortably against the door and continued to pet her hair in appreciation, Itsuka closed her eyes, completely focused on what she was doing as she bobbed her head back and forth, using her tongue to briefly play with his tip before continuing the blowjob. There was a part of her that kind of regretted making Izuku shower every time after he had sex wtih a girl - a naughty side of her wanted to know how his cock tasted after fucking them, like how she had tasted it last night after it had been in Yui. God, she really was getting hornier and hornier, wasn't she? She couldn't help but giggle to herself as she teased Izuku with her teeth, making him gasp out and clench the hand he had in her hair.
First Izuku two nights ago, finally undoing all the tension that had built up between them in the last two months by fucking each other's brains out. Then he and Yui at the same time last night, getting pleased by Izuku again while she explored her sexuality, and her own attraction for her best friend, which had apparently been lying beneath the surface this entire time and finally burst to the surface. And now tonight, watching Izuku fuck Yui while giving Setsuna a hickey and making out with her to relieve the tension. She was pretty sure that after tonight, she'd be tearing through the other girls even faster than Izuku did, but she had a feeling that none of them would really mind.
Not Izuku, not Yui, not Setsuna, not anyone. Hell, it might be possible to play her cards right and get a threesome with Kinoko and Reiko at the end of the week, she'd noticed the two of them checking her out when she had her robe off and her lingerie -
- wait, no, stop, Itsuka. Bad girl. Itsuka was quick to hum quietly to herself, playing with Izuku's tip with her tongue while breathing through her nose, feeling it begin to twitch in her mouth.
She was getting way ahead of herself. She had said when they agreed to start this relationship, the girls would take it slow, and that was exactly what they would do. She would control herself and explore the girls in an emotional and loving light before thinking of them sexually.
But ... that was for next week. Tonight, she could enjoy an hour of mind-blowing hot sex with her boyfriend and think of pleasing fantasies of the girls she lived with - and judging from how Izuku was panting raggedly, leaning over and grabbing a tight fistful of her hair, he certainly wasn't going to complain.
"Baby," Izuku managed to gasp out, hand still in her hair as she shoved her face forward to deepthroat him, "I'm ... I'm going to ..."
Itsuka let out a happy hum at that, and pulled out enough so that she could increase her movements, working her mouth around his cock even faster. She could feel his cock twitching in her mouth, meaning that he was more than ready to finally cum - and she was more than happy to finish the job and continue on with the night.
As small gagging noises filled the room as Itsuka's speed picked up, Izuku's eyes squeezed shut again, the hand in her hair tightening while his other hand (which was still covered in her juices) grabbed at his own shirt, squeezing it into a tight fist as he let out a tense breath.
"I'm ... I'm ..."
And with yet another shudder, Izuku let out a long moan as he finally exploded in her mouth, Itsuka groaning in pleasure as her mouth was filled by his sperm, swallowing eagerly. As she continued sucking on his member, Izuku let out another tense breath, his hand in her hair squeezing tightly, and riding out his orgasm as he lightly grinded his hips against her face, being sure to listen for any irregular breathing in case he accidentally choked her. Thankfully, though, she seemed to be fine, raising her hands from his balls that she had been lightly massaging to rub against his stomach.
Finally, he felt his orgasm fade, and loosened his grip in her hair, having leaned forward over her while riding his high. He let her slowly move back, his cock sliding out of her mouth and making him shudder, until finally she got his penis out of her mouth, letting out a small gasp as she finally got a chance to breathe through her mouth, and gently massaged her throat while coughing a little bit.
"Just ... give me a few seconds," she said in a raspy voice, clearing her throat, "just so I can recover from ... all that. Whew."
Izuku nodded in response, also needing a few seconds to recover, and glanced back down at his hand, wincing from the juices that still coated it and unsure if she wanted him to wipe it off -
- and then, out of nowhere, he felt a wave of fatigue hit him, and hit him hard. Letting out a small groan, Izuku felt himself stagger, falling backwards and hitting the door.
"I-Izuku?" Itsuka blinked in surprise, glancing up at him from where she was kneeling in front of him and feeling her eyes widen when all of the energy seemed to seep out of him before he managed to shake his head quickly. "Hey, are you okay?"
"Hm ...?"
Izuku was temporarily out of it, trying to refocus, which gave time for Itsuka to get back up on her own shaky feet to look properly at him, concerned for why he suddenly collapsed - and once he looked up, he realized, far too late, that she had just gotten a good look at the absolute exhaustion on his face. Izuku suddenly sat up straight, feeling his eyes widen when he saw the look of realization in her eyes, and knew that it was too late to say that he was okay.
There was a moment where Izuku felt like he did something wrong, seeing the look of lust and desire fade away and become concern, and immediately knew that he just completely blew the mood - and desperately tried to find ways that he could recover the atmosphere.
"I ... sorry, I - uh - I kinda lost my balance," Izuku tried to save face at first, chuckling sheepishly while Itsuka continued to stare up at him, "kinda - felt my feet fall asleep, you know? But - but I'm okay. Do you, uh - do you wanna keep going? I can - if we want to go to your bed, I can eat you out!"
For a few tense filled seconds, Itsuka continued to look up at him with those eyes filled with concern while he sweat bullets, trying to come up with a better excuse already (Ituska could obviously see right through that weak fib). Before he was able to speak again, though, Itsuka let out a quiet sigh, and slowly stood back, giving them a bit of space so that he could finally get off the door. As he did, she slowly raised her hand to rub her eyes, trying to refocus, before she lowered her gaze to his hand -
- and let out a small snort when she saw how it was still covered in her drying juices.
"Oh, jeez," she giggled, wrapping her hand around his wrist again, albeit much gentler, and slowly turned around. Izuku blinked as she began walking towards her bed, wondering for a second if his dumb excuse worked and she decided to keep going, but then felt himself falter when she slowly sat down at the edge of the bed, motioning for him to sit beside her.
As he sat back down, Itsuka grabbed a kleenex from the box beside her bed, raising his hand up, and quietly began cleaning it up, moving gently as though she were afraid of hurting him. Izuku continued to stare at her face, feeling more and more like he just messed something up when he saw the care and love in her eyes - and absolutely no desire or need.
Did … did he just … did he mess everything up?
"Er ... Itsuka?" He asked quietly, gulping nervously, "Are we -?"
"Hm?" Itsuka raised her gaze from his hand to his face, looking curious.
"Are we still ..."
"... are we still going to have sex?" She guessed for him when he hesitated for a bit too long, finishing wiping off his palm and the back of his hand with the kleenex and tossing it away, before grabbing another one to deal with his fingers.
"Y-yeah." Izuku gulped nervously, glancing down and squeaking when he saw that his pants were still down, and quickly got up so that he could use his other hand to pull it up. Itsuka couldn't help herself and giggled at the sight - she would've offered to pull them up or taken them off entirely before she saw him collapse, and just kinda forgot about it until then, the same as him. Still, though, she felt her smile fade as Izuku glanced back at her with a red face, and let out a small sigh.
"... okay," she muttered, glancing back down at his hand as she finished wiping up his fingers, "you remember what I said about smashing me?"
"Y-yeah?" Izuku quickly nodded.
"I don't need you to do that anymore. In fact - we don't even have to have sex anymore."
Izuku blinked at that, staring down at his girlfriend with his heart thumping in his chest as she wiped his fingers clean of her cum, and slowly sat back down on the bed beside her. Itsuka took a second to squeeze her eye shut so she could aim at the trashbin, tossing it in and pumping her fist when she scored, and turned back to Izuku with her smile, seeing his obvious confusion and conflict on hsi face.
"Disappointed?" She teased, raising her finger to poke his cheek while he winced.
"Er - well, no," Izuku quickly shook his head, feeling himself frown even more and making Itsuka pause for a moment, taken aback by the sad look on his face, "but - I'm more - confused. W-why? Did I do something wrong? If I did, I'm so -"
"No," Itsuka immediately shook her head, shutting that thought down swiftly by leaning in and kissing him on the lips, making him falter as she backed away with a certain look, "you didn't do anything. And it's not like I don't want to, I really, really do. It's just ... well ..."
"Itsuka?" Izuku wrinkled his brow in confusion, while Itsuka glanced away and felt her face turn from the stern expression she had to a much softer look.
"... Izuku," She sighed, and glanced around at him with a knowing look in her eye, "I'm not an idiot. I can see that you're tired."
He winced at that, while she nodded with a soft smile on her face.
"Yeah. I can tell, you know - I mean, besides the fact that you pretty much collapsed on my door. Your shoulders are hunched, and you keep blinking sleep out of your eyes. I mean," she giggled, "it's not like I don't understand why. You literally just had sex four times in a row, and two of those times you were going as hard as you could. I get it, honestly - sex is exhausting."
"I, uh ..." Izuku wrinkled his brow, taken aback while trying to subconsciously correct everything she pointed out, staring unblinkingly at her and straightening his shoulders - but the moment Itsuka raised her eyebrow, he felt himself give up, sighing and slumping his shoulders. He wanted to deny it, push her theories aside with kisses and pets so that they could get back to making love, but her understanding expression just cut through his defenses.
"I'll ... okay, I'll admit that I'm not ... at 100%."
"Clearly," Itsuka snarked with a smirk.
"But - but I'm not sure what we're supposed to do in that case." Izuku raised his gaze to her, feeling his mouth thin. "I'm - we're only - what, seven minutes into our hour? We can't -"
"Baby," Itsuka scooted a bit closer, wrapping her arm around his shoulders and putting her head down on his shoulder, "you and I don't need to have sex tonight. What you should do right now is taking this hour to recover a bit and rest. Once you've recovered some of your energy, we can run downstairs, you can get something to eat, and you can spin the wheel again."
"But then -" Izuku paused for a moment, glancing at the door she had slammed him against a few minutes ago, "- then what about -?"
"What just happened?" Itsuka finished the sentence, chuckling sheepishly and blushing, "That was ... okay, I'll admit it, in that moment I really needed you to touch me. I've been teasing myself for the last two hours out of spite, I just really needed the release. But now, it's not so bad. You can take an hour to recover, it's fine."
"I - uh -" Izuku stuttered, still clearly unsure and wondering why she was being so calm about this. "Wait, you - you literally just want me to rest? That's it?"
"Yeah," She moved off his shoulder to give him a smile, "just go to sleep, okay? I'll wake you up in an hour."
"..."
"... Izuku?" Itsuka felt her smile falter at the look of conflict on his face. "Are you okay?"
"But ..." He shook his head, glancing away as he frowned, "... aren't you still turned on? That - that couldn't have been enough. I know that couldn't have been enough."
"I -" Itsuka blinked, feeling herself falter for once and go red for a moment before she got herself under control, shaking her head, "- Izuku, it doesn't really matter, okay? I'll just - masturbate later or something."
"I - but -"
"Izuku, I'm serious." Itsuka shook her head again, giving him another small smile. "I'll be fine. Tell you what, I'll nap with you. Let's just crawl under the covers, I'll set an alarm for an hour, and you can sleep for a bit and recharge. It'll be cuddling galore."
"B-but -" Izuku protested, shaking his head as he stood back up, and seeing her own small smile fall as her brow furrowed. "It - that wouldn't be fair to you, Itsuka. The deal was that I have sex with all of you in one night, and you've been waiting patiently. I can't just - finger you for three minutes and then that's it - I have to keep going."
"Hey," Itsuka raised her eyebrow, "not having sex for one night isn't the end of the world. I'll be okay, I'm a big girl - we can just have a night to ourselves some other time. Now c'mon," she tried to give him a coy smile, moving so that she could push the covers aside, and reaching out to take his hand, "let's get you some rest, okay? Tell you what, you kissed me asleep after we had our first time - why don't I do the same thing to you? It's honestly awesome. You can even touch my butt all you want while you're going to sleep."
"I -" Izuku hesitated, glancing at the bed and then her, before he felt himself turn stubborn, and shook his head. "No. No, it's okay, Itsuka. I'll be fine. We can have sex, like you obviously want."
"... are we seriously about to argue about this?" Itsuka's smile faded from her face, her voice automatically going into 'big sister' mode as she also stood up from the bed to properly face him. "Izuku, let's take a nap. I'll be fine."
"What happened when we got in here disagrees."
"That - that was because I was sitting on it for two hours, and I needed release. I'll be okay! Honestly! Let's get under the covers, you can take a nap, and then we'll go back downstairs for Set and Kinoko."
"No, Itsuka, we can have sex. I'll be okay."
"Obviously you won't be." She took a step forward, feeling her fists clench beside her and trying to keep her eyes on his face and not how his shirt was exposing his very nice looking collar, "You literally collapsed after I blew you. You need to rest so that you can actually survive the rest of the night."
"You literally sat on that for two hours," Izuku felt his own fists clench, and tried not to glance down at her exposed cleavage through the robe and lingerie, "you're not okay right now. You've been waiting, and I need to please you - just like I said I would."
"Look, if this is about that stupid promise, we can just say that we had sex. The girls won't -"
"That'll be horsecrap. They'll see right through it. And it's not about that, it's about me pleasing you."
"Izuku," Itsuka glared at him, ignoring how she had started shaking again, and trying hard not to glance down at his toned arms as he put his hands on his hips, "one night of getting teased isn't going to kill me. You, on the other hand, are clearly on your last two legs. Just get in the bed with me and take a nap."
"I made a promise to please you all before the sun rose," Izuku reminded her, trying hard not to glance down when she took a step forward and exposed her healthy thigh, making him sweat for a reason that had nothing to do with the heat in the room, "and I'm going to honor the promise. We can get in the bed, but only if I'm giving you what I said I would. You want to, I want to, so let's do it."
"You," Itsuka snapped, leaving no room for discussion as she stormed up to him and got in his face, "are going to rest. I am fine."
"You're not fine," Izuku insisted, glaring at her as he got in her face in turn, "you waited patiently, and now it's your turn."
For a moment, the two glared at each other, as though trying to force the other to submit based off of how serious their glares were, and even, for a brief moment, got ready for a fight in case Itsuka decided to just grab him and pin him to the bed - and then, before either knew it, Itsuka pushed herself forward and slammed her lips against his, pretty much leaping on him. Izuku didn't hesitate to grab her legs as she wrapped them around his waist, grunting a bit when he took her full weight, but still had enough thought to throw himself and her onto the bed, both of them immediately beginning to make out without another thought.
"Fuck," Itsuka growled against his lips, laying on top of him and forcing her hands under his shirt to rub at his stomach, "why - mwah - are you - mwah - so hot - mwah - when you're mad?!"
Izuku only grunted in answer, pushing his tongue into her mouth as his hands went down to her ass, squeezing. It was clear that their argument had given way to lust, as both of them groped the other. Izuku's own hands flipped up the robe so that he could grab her bare flesh, shuddering at the feeling of her ass molding into his hands, and Itsuka disconnected from his lips to lick and kiss his jawline, making him gasp out as they rolled over on the bed.
As Izuku began kissing her neck, flicking his tongue against the old hickeys he and Yui had added to her smooth skin, Itsuka desperately tried to grab back onto reason, trying to remind herself of how tired he looked a few moments ago.
"Wait ... we can't ..." She grunted, trying to ignore how good his lips felt on her neck and how she subconsciously reached around to grope his ass while her hand tangled in his hair, "... you should ... be getting some - ah! - some rest. Izu -"
Before she could protest more, Izuku finally sat up, laying on top of her while they both gasped for breath. As she desperately tried to control her breathing, Izuku shook his head, and let out a small sigh. He knew that, if Itsuka really didn't want to have sex tonight, he wouldn't push her - he had only felt stubborn when it was clear that she did want to despite her insistence he rested - but now, he felt like compromising. He didn't want to do something she wasn't comfortable with, but ...
… he knew they both needed this.
"Half an hour." He said in a hushed voice, staring down at Itsuka as she tried to take a few steady breaths, glancing down at where her hands had pushed his shirt up and blushing at his abs. "That's - that's all the time I need to satisfy you - half an hour. After that, I'll do what you ask and rest before I get to Kinoko and Setsuna."
Itsuka stared up at him in wonder for a moment, taken entirely aback - and then, without warning, she wrapped her legs around his waist again, making him grunt when they squeezed, and pushed up. With a small gasp of surprise, Izuku was moved from sitting up overtop his girlfriend to laying down on his back, and Itsuka was sure to sit her nice ass down on his crotch. The boy stared up at her in shock and arousal as her face turned into a confident smirk, slowly licking her bottom lip as she used a finger to lightly trace his collarbone.
"Half an hour," She repeated, "you promise?"
"Y-yes."
"You'll rest after half an hour?"
"Yes."
"You're sure …?"
"I'm certain," Izuku quickly nodded, feeling his cock start to harden again under her comfortable weight, and raised his hands to cup her breasts, making her own breath hitch. "Half an hour. If you - if you don't want the full hour, then that's all I need. And then I'll rest, I promise."
Itsuka regarded him for another moment, as though searching for any break in face - but then let out a small sigh as she slowly lowered herself back down, laying on top of him so she could press her forehead against his.
"Half an hour," She said again, smirking when she felt Izuku's hands on her legs. "Okay. I'm okay with that. Your time with me has been cut in half, so long as you rest for the other half. But - I do have one condition."
"O-okay. Name it."
"Tomorrow," She muttered, raising her finger to trace against his lips, making him gulp at the feeling of her softly tracing his mouth, "whenever we wake up - you and I are going on a bike ride. I don't know where, I don't know when, I don't know how far - but you and I are going on a little trip."
"That's ... more than fine by me." Izuku nodded, giving her a shaky smile as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "What'll - well, you said you don't know yet, but what do you think we'll be doing? Dinner?"
"Honestly? We can do whatever we want." Itsuka giggled. "Maybe we'll go see a movie or something. Maybe we'll go to a park. Maybe we'll make out in a field somewhere. But whatever it is, we'll be taking my bike to do it."
"Okay ... yeah. Yeah. I'll be more than fine with that."
"Good. Now, before we get started," She leaned in, and Izuku shuddered when she slowly blew into his ear, making him shudder and wrap his arms tighter around her, "I just gotta text the girls real quick."
"H-huh? What for?"
"Just …" Itsuka paused, and then raised her head to give him a sheepish smile, along with a blush, "... to let them know we're going to get pretty loud. I'm assuming … that you're going to be moving really fast to get me satisfied in the next twenty-ish minutes."
"... oh. Oh, yeah," Izuku gulped, going red as well. "Y-yeah, you should probably tell them."
"I plan to," She giggled, and leaned over to grab her phone from the table beside them. After flipping into her alarm app and setting the time for half an hour, she sat up slightly, and then glanced down at Izuku and blinked. The boy's eyes had left her face, leading down to ...
Itsuka raised her eyebrows as Izuku blushed at the sight of her breasts, the robe she was wearing having opened enough to give him a good look. She was about to make fun of him, or ask him where his eyes were, when a thought suddenly came to her, and she felt herself smirk.
"Hey, baby - I know you love my ass, but I don't think you've ever commented on my boobs."
"H-huh?"
"Just … tell me. Do you like them?"
"I - y-yeah, I - I like your boobs."
"Oh, good." Itsuka's smirk widened, "then you'll love this."
Before Izuku could respond, Itsuka let out a sigh as she laid back down - and laid her chest right on top of Izuku's face. Laughing when she heard Izuku's muffled squeak after having his face pressed into her breasts, Itsuka quickly brought up the group chat she had with the girls and began typing:
Y.I.P.S.I.R.K
1:09 pm
YOU
hey
you guys might wanna go outside for like
twenty minutes
POISON IVY
hm?
Why is that?
YOU
its uh
it's about to get very loud
you guys know what that means
FUNGI
oooooh
okay
yeah we probably don't wanna be in here for this
especially set
DINOSMASH!
hm
FUNGI
we'll go out to the backyard for a bit
ibara you're gnna have to carry yui and reiko
POISON IVY
that is fine by me!
COWGIRL
also itsuka
we talked and i want mcdonalds
im gonna order mcd do you want anything
YOU
mcdonald's is still open this late?
COWGIRL
ye
i'd order it and get it at the gate
you want anythin
or izuku
does he want anything if i'm ordering
YOU
hold on a sec, i'll ask
"Hey," Itsuka let out a grunt as she lifted herself back up, giving Izuku some time to breathe and smirking when she saw how red he had become after having her boobs pressed against his face, "Pony's gonna get McDonald's. Do you want anything?"
"McDonald's?" Izuku wrinkled his brow, shaking off his embarrassment briefly to talk to his girlfriend. "Wait, are they still open right now?"
"Apparently. I'm thinking chicken nuggets and french fries for me, if she's paying." Itsuka confessed, shrugging. "It's a slumber party, I can pig out a bit. How about you? You want her to buy you anything?"
"Er ... honestly ..." Izuku glanced off to the side for a second in thought, as though debating with himself, before he shrugged. "If ... I guess if Pony's ordering ... I guess a double quarter pounder for me sounds pretty good right now."
"Once you wake up." Itsuka raised her eyebrow.
"Once I wake up." Izuku confirmed, even crossing his heart for his troubles.
"Alright, then! I'll let her know."
"Great. Er …" Izuku faltered, feeling himself go red again, "... you're not … going to put your boobs in my face again, are you?"
Itsuka smirked down at him when she saw him glance at her breasts again, and was sure to shake her body to give them a little bounce to tease him. "I don't know, baby - that didn't sound very enthusiastic. I won't if you don't want me to."
Izuku paused at that, still very red - and then gently raised his hands to her upper back to push her downwards, smothering himself in her breasts again. Snorting in humor, Itsuka returned to the group chat, trying not to giggle too loudly when Izuku kissed and shook his head in between her breaths, tickling her.
YOU
i want chicken nuggets and fries
izuku wants a double quarter pounder
COWGIRL
a meal?
YOU
for me, sure
for him i'm not sure
let's say yes just to be safe
our boy needs his strength
COWGIRL
sounds gucci!
i'll order off my phone outside
YOU
great
hows set doing, by the way?
DINOMIGHT!
dying but what else is new
honestly, it might be better i'm not in here for this anyway
i'd be tempted to run upstairs and rip you off him
or rip him off you
either or
YOU
... yeah
you'd better get some air
Nodding and shuddering at the thought of Setsuna interrupting their sexy times to claim her for herself (adding yet another fantasy for later to think about), Itsuka tossed her phone back onto the sidetable, letting out a small yawn and smirking as she raised herself off his face again, staring down at Izuku as he slowly opened his eyes to stare up at her, seeing her smirking down with him with that familiar hunger and lust in her eyes.
He only stared up at her in nervousness for a moment - and then let out a small breath, and closed his eyes. For the third time that evening, Full Cowling flared up, and Itsuka felt herself shake in excitement at the sight of energy sparkling all over him, and opening his eyes for her to see that he was seemingly energized.
"Alright," She whispered, bringing her hand down hard to slap against his shoulder, a small smacking noise filling the room, "let's get this party started."
Izuku grinned, feeling One for All coursing through him again and waking him back up, and sat up to give her a rough kiss, pushing his tongue into her mouth while she giggled happily. For Reiko and Yui he had been initially hesitant to start right off the bat, trying to hold off as long as he could before they got started. He knew that it would be a lot to take at once, so he had wanted to get them ready before he turned on his quirk.
But he knew that Itsuka could handle it. In fact, he knew that she she'd feel a bit insulted if he held back on her even at the start. That, and he also knew that they had even less time to get through this, so they'd probably have to skip foreplay tonight - although he had a feeling that she didn't mind. He was determined to get her to cum at least two more times, enough to maybe satisfy her for the evening, and then maybe tomorrow, after they were done with their date (oh, god, it was totally going to be a date) he could finish what he started.
Without warning, Izuku was shoved by his girlfriend to lay back down on her bed, her bed creaking a bit ominously while they giggled, and Itsuka leaned back down to kiss him, licking the sides of his mouth while his hands moved into her robe so that he could feel up her abs through the silky fabric of her lingerie. Both of them moaned in the dark room as Izuku's hands rubbed each crevice and muscle on her stomach, and Itsuka grabbed his shirt tightly with both hands, as though threatening to rip it apart to get to his naked torso beneath.
As their lips broke apart so that they could breathe, Izuku and Itsuka couldn't help but smile goofily at each other.
"I'm starting to get a weird feeling of deja vu," She giggled, her gaze flickering down to his chest where his shirt had been pulled down thanks to her hand grabbing the white fabric, "haven't we done this lately?"
"Er … yeah," Izuku laughed, his hands continuing to rub her abs, "for the last two nights, in fact. I … think that neither of us are tired of it yet, though."
"Mmmm …" Itsuka leaned in, and Izuku's breath hitched when she began kissing his neck, letting out a small gasp when she grazed his skin with her teeth, and bringing a hand up to her soft hair, "I'm not either … but I think that adds a bit of challenge, doesn't it? To make sure we aren't tired of this … we'll have to … make this time just as good as the other two, won't we? Even with the short amount of time we have."
"Yeah …" Izuku gulped, his other hand moving around her body again to slide down towards her ass, "... yeah, we do. But I think we can do it."
"Me too … well," She smirked, leaving another kiss on his neck and nuzzling against him, "I guess if we need to hurry, we should start by taking this off."
Itsuka moved her head back, making Izuku groan in disappointment when her lips left his neck, although his complains immediately fell silent when he saw her hands going down to her robe, undoing the knot so that she could take it off - or at least, she did until Izuku reached out to put his hands over hers, making her pause and glance back down at him.
"Wait … let me."
Itsuka only raised an eyebrow at that, feeling his hands shaking on hers, but still smirked as she slid her hands away, leaving it up to him to get her out of the robe. Izuku did gulp a bit nervously as he fumbled with the knot, until he finally got it out and tossed the rope away, and, trying not to shake too much, gently pulled the robe open. Gulping in excitement and feeling his cock straining against his pants at the sight of her beautiful body in lingerie, Izuku raised his hands to the top of her robe, and slowly began pulling it down her arms.
Groaning in appreciation at the sight of her bare shoulders with the small strings, Izuku pulled the robe down, exposing more of her sexy, muscular body. Itsuka couldn't help but feel confidence coursing through her veins seeing the sheer desire and want in Izuku's tired eyes, staring at her as though he was looking at a goddess. He could feel energy start to fill him at the sight of his girlfriend's body in that sexy dress, and Itsuka giggled as she felt his cock poking her through his shorts.
"Oh, wow," Izuku said breathlessly as she finally got the robe off of her, tossing it aside onto the couch as she raised her hands to play with her breasts. "I - wow, you look - beautiful."
"Oh?" Itsuka raised her eyebrow, "Beautiful? Not sexy?"
"B-both."
"Hmm …" She thoughtfully raised a finger to her lip, playfully thinking as she smirked down at him, "... beautiful and sexy … I'll take that as … well, not a flirtation, but a compliment."
"That - yeah," Izuku smiled bashfully, going a bit red while she giggled, and lowered his gaze to the lingerie. "Wow … I kinda … if I'm being honest, I kinda want to tear you out of this thing."
"... like, rip the lingerie?"
"Uh … yeah?"
"Izuku, this cost like - 8200 yen," Itsuka felt her confident smirk fade, her voice turning deadpan as she gave him a half-hearted glare. "You rip it, you pay for it."
Izuku glanced up at her face, seeing how serious she looked, and gulped.
"... noted."
"Also, this is the only thing I have to wear right now. I'm not going downstairs just wearing a robe, I don't need to accidentally flash anyone - my luck is Yui will wake up, see me not wearing underwear, and try to go down on me, I had enough of a hard time fighting her off from touching my boobs. So this thing better be intact and ready to go back downstairs once we're done here."
"I guess ... I'll just take it off gently." Izuku nodded, raising his hands to her sides, only to stop when it was her turn to put her hands on top of his.
"Oh, no need, babe," Itsuka rubbed her thumb against the back of his hand, giggling when a flicker of lightning from his quirk ran across her hand and left a tingling sensation, "I'll take this off myself."
Izuku gulped as she slid his hands down to her legs, encouraging him to rub the strong calves, and watched as she grabbed the end of her dress. His eyes followed the dress as she began pulling it up, exposing her strong stomach, her breasts with the nipples nice and perky, her strong arms and shoulders, and then her head, until finally, she sat on top of him, naked if not for the black panties she was still wearing. Smirking as she felt his eyes trail across her body, Itsuka raised her hand to her ponytail, playing with the scrunchie to get it off (She had been okay with having her hair be let down when the girls were doing each others' hairdo, but she had thought to tie it back up before she went upstairs with Izuku, Yui and Setsuna).
As Itsuka's long orange hair fell down her back, Izuku gulped, feeling his face growing red, but still reached up to rub his hands against her hips, enjoying how smooth her skin was, while Itsuka tossed the dress beside them on the bed, turning her teal eyes back to his face to show him the desire and lust pouring out of them.
"I think," she tittered, drawing a finger across his collarbone again to get his attention, "since our time's been cut in half, we'll have to skip on the foreplay."
"Yeah," Izuku nodded, feeling a bit sad at that, "sorry about that. You went down on me, and I didn't get to return the favor."
"Don't be, baby," Itsuka smirked, sliding herself back and sitting up so that she could take off her panties, "I've been ready to go for the last two hours, and from how you've been eye fucking me since we got in this room, I think you are too."
"I - have I?"
"Yes, you have - you've been eating me up with your eyes ever since the door closed. I see it, you're not exactly subtle."
"Oh, god …"
"Oh, don't worry, baby," Itsuka's smirk widened, "you're not the only one who's been looking."
Izuku blushed and glanced away bashfully at that, which was so cute Itsuka couldn't help but lean forward to kiss his forehead. Soon enough, Itsuka had gotten her panties off and flung across the room (and straight out the window she'd opened earlier today to let some air in, unbeknownst to her), and was sitting up completely naked on her bed. That was enough time for her to lean forward and assist Izuku with taking off his own clothes, smirking a bit as she pulled off his shorts and noticed, for this first time, his convenient lack of underwear (although she definitely wasn't going to complain), and then assisting him with getting his shirt over his shoulders. It didn't take long to get them both completely naked, staring at each other and blushing while giving each other's bodies a glance over.
Staring down at his chest, Itsuka shivered at the love marks and scratches Pony, Reiko, Yui and Ibara left on him during their own times, particularly around his neck (which, she recognized, were probably in addition to the ones she and Yui left on him last night). Feeling mischievous, Itsuka leaned in, unable to stop herself from shaking slightly, to begin to add to the collection.
Izuku let out a small gasp as he felt her teeth nibbling on his throat, her hair tickling him from underneath his jaw, and moved his hands to rub her muscular back. Itsuka let out a small hum at his fingers trailing down her back, feeling the smooth skin, before rising to rub her shoulders, and then moving down to her biceps. Itsuka took that time to deliver a slightly harder bite to Izuku's neck, making him gasp, but she was gracious enough to kiss and lick at the red mark to soothe him. They both would have liked to continue petting and feeling each other, but they knew that they didn't have much time.
Itsuka allowed herself to be rolled over onto her back so Izuku could hover overtop her, leaning forward to kiss her again as he grabbed his hard cock with one hand. Giving it a small rub, Izuku moved himself so that he could lay on top of her, and moved to push his tip against her entrance. Both of them hissed at the feeling of her wet lips teasing the tip of his cock, but before Izuku could say anything, Itsuka was quick to bring his head back down so she could kiss him, and wrapped her legs around his waist again. Once both of them were sure, Itsuka's legs slowly began pushing down on his waist, and both teenagers let out moans as he penetrated her once again for the third night in a row.
"Oh, yessss," Itsuka moaned, feeling a lustful smile grace her face as she reached down to grab his butt again, both of them taking a moment to get used to each other again as the orange-haired girl unwrapped her legs from around his waist - and then promptly raised her hand up, feeling mischievous, and swung it back down.
Izuku, for his part, couldn't help but let out a loud yelp of surprise and pain as her hand struck his ass, making him jump a little bit. Itsuka, raising her eyebrow at the sound, rolled her eyes.
"Oh, please don't tell me that hurt."
"N-no, it - it didn't, it just -" Izuku faltered, and then gave her a shaky smile while her hand continued to grope his ass, "it just surprised me, is all."
"Hmmm ..." Itsuka hummed thoughtfully, and then gave him another spank, making Izuku wince.
"I - oh, jeez -"
SMACK
"- oh, wow, you're - you're kinda - uh -"
"- pulling a 'you'?" Itsuka guessed for him, smirking when Izuku glanced away bashfully for being called out yet again as an assman, "Well, I thought that I'd get some payback for all the times you've groped me - you touch my ass all the time, you can deal with a few little spanks, can't you?"
"Y-yeah, I can, just …"
"Just what?"
"..."
"..."
"... can you do it a little harder?" Izuku muttered, going even redder.
Itsuka stared blankly at him for a moment, registering what he said - and then, feeling her smirk widened, was sure to deliver a harder smack to his butt, making him gasp out, and then another.
"Okay … okay," Izuku sighed, squeezing his eyes shut but flaring up with Full Cowling to remind her what was about to happen, and making Itsuka's mischievous side vanish for a moment as she gulped in excitement and nervousness, "I'm … going to get started, and … and, uh, judging from how Reiko and Yui took it, you're … probably not going to be able to think straight for a little bit."
"Hm. You do have a point - so in that case -"
SMACK
"Ooh!"
"There," Itsuka giggled, moving her hands back up to his face to cup his cheeks, "I am satisfied about spanking my naughty boyfriend. I'm all yours."
"Jeez," Izuku shook his head, blushing, "keep this up, and I'm going to be spanking you next."
"Yes, please."
"Anyway," Izuku chuckled, "this is about to get very violent, very fast. Are you ready?"
"More than, baby," Itsuka smirked up at him, leaning up to kiss his nose. "Remember: clock's ticking."
"Okay ... in that case ..." Flaring up One for All again, Izuku gave her a determined, horny look that made Itsuka's legs shake in excitement, "... hold on."
At first, Itsuka had been a bit confused by that request - hold on? - but then, he got started, and she learned exactly why he instructed that. She'd only really been fucked by Izuku using his quirk briefly once, and it had been very brief - about a minute or two of him fucking her as quickly and as hard as he could to finish her off. But receiving that treatment right off the bat? With the intention of doing this the entire way through?
Holy shit.
His hips immediately began grinding against her, his cock moving in and out at a speed that Itsuka hadn't been prepared for - it as though he had suddenly become a human jackhammer, slamming in and out of her so fast she wouldn't be surprised if there was a blur. Itsuka let out a loud gasp and threw her head back against the pillows, staring up at the ceiling in shock as her hands automatically grabbed his shoulders tightly as her legs wrapped back around his legs as Izuku began fucking her - and fucking her hard.
Izuku let out a grunt as he felt her walls clinging to his shaft, the sound of their hips colliding sounding out in the room as he laid down on top of his girlfriend, her breasts pressed against his chest as he put his face into the pillow beside her. Her grip on his shoulders was painful, but considering how hard he was fucking her, he really couldn't blame her. He was tempted for a minute to slow down, to ask if she was alright, trying to listen for any noises that would indicate discomfort or pain - but then she started moaning, becoming louder and louder as his hips clapped against hers, and knew that she certainly wasn't complaining about how rough they were going.
Hm, Izuku wrinkled his brow briefly, maybe this is her kink? Getting treated roughly?
"Yes! Yes, right fucking there! Oh, my god, oh, fuck, don't stop!"
… yeah. This is her kink.
"Fuck, yes!" She shouted, hugging him tightly as they continued fucking. The feeling of her powerful legs wrapped tightly around him made Izuku groan, and wince when her nails dug into his shoulders, prompting both of them to give in to their lust and ignore the ominous creaking of the bed. "Fuck yeah! Just like that, Izuku - just - AH! - just like that!"
Izuku moaned into the pillow, shuddering when her nails dragged sharply down his back, but still ignored the brief pain to continue pleasing his girlfriend, feeling himself thrusting in and out of her as the bed continued to creak. This would be ... god, the third night in a row they were in a position like this, fucking each other as hard as they could, and he couldn't help but laugh happily about that fact as she pressed several kisses into his hair. If someone had told him months ago at the cultural festival about what he would be doing with the girl he had a small crush on, he probably would've laughed weakly at them while going bright red, but now here he was, fully in love with Itsuka alongside the other girls in the house, and trying to break the bed with her (ironically not hearing how much louder the creaking was starting to get).
He honestly ... he couldn't be any happier, from the way her hands groped his body and her legs wrapped tight enough around him they threatened to break something, the feeling of her inner walls clinging to him as they both panted and shouted in the dark room, rough enough and loud enough to probably be heard downstairs, even four floors up - which was why the girls were thankful they were outside putting their feet in the hot tub, Reiko laying defeated on the ground with her butt in the air, Yui passed out beside her, and Kinoko, Pony and Ibara doing their best not to set off the very tense Setsuna.
Inside, however, was a different story - the open window didn't matter, the air in Itsuka's room thick with the smell of sex and sweat. Izuku groaned into the pillow as she clung somehow even tighter to him, inside and out, as they fucked as hard as they could. Both of them let out small moans as his hips went faster and faster, empowered by One for All to give his girlfriend the time of her life, and from the way her voice kept rising from a shout to a shriek, she was very vocal about how much pleasure she was taking from this.
"Right there, baby, right there!"
"Oh my god ..."
"Izuku, I'm - I'm gonna cum!"
Hearing that magical word, of course, only encouraged Izuku to keep up his pace, guiding her as she lightly bit his shoulder to muffle her shrieks. Izuku's cock had also begun twitching within her, letting Itsuka know how close he was as well, and before either of them knew it, they both let out muffled shouts as they came to a mutual climax. For the third evening in a row, Izuku and Itsuka's juices flowed onto her bed, ruining yet another bedspread, but neither cared as they took a moment to breath, Izuku raising his head to stare down at his girlfriend as Itsuka moved hand over her eyes.
"I-Itsuka?"
"..."
"... baby, are you -?"
Before he could finish that sentence, however, Itsuka suddenly wrapped herself back around him, and rolled. Izuku let out a squeak as he was rolled onto his back on the other side of the bed, and gasped when she suddenly pinned his hands against the mattress, holding him firmly while she sat on top of him, her chest heaving up and down. She felt his cock begin to harden within her again, their juices flowing out of her, and she felt a lustful grin spread across her face as she stared down at her shocked and aroused boyfriend.
"My turn," she growled, lightly biting her lip, and released his hands so that she could place her own on his broad chest. Before Izuku could say anything, she began bouncing up and down on his hard shaft, both of them beginning to pant and moan as she got to work, moving in a cowgirl position to get them back to that state of ecstasy - and Izuku was more than happy to let her get to work, using him to get off.
His hands went to her breasts, squeezing them and wincing as her tight walls clung to his cock again, the sound of her ass meeting his legs echoing throuhgout the room. Neither heard the sound of the bed creaking louder and louder as Itsuka bounced on his cock - all they could see was each other, whether it was Izuku's eyes greedily soaking in the sight of her breasts moving up and down with her thrusts, or Itsuka staring down at his face and seeing the pleasure on his face as his skin flickered with electricity.
As she continued riding his cock, Itsuka let out a small huff as her hair got in her face, and was quick to flip her long orange hair behind her so she could see better. Izuku's gaze flicked to her hair when she flipped it, however, and sat up a bit to reach behind her to feel the soft locks, suddenly remembering something from their first time that he wanted to do. Itsuka let out an inquisitive sound when she felt him grab a hold of her hair - and then a loud gasp when he yanked her head back, pulling her hair and making her loudly moan as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
"Yes …" She moaned out, feeling herself slowly lower herself down until she was laying on top of him, letting him plant his feet on the bed so he could begin thrusting into her, being sure to time their movements together so that they could have a steady rhythm, and Izuku let go of her hair so she could look back down and exchange a kiss with him, both of them softly moaning into their mouths.
"Did I ever tell you," He muttered into her lips, continuing to move his hips in time with hers as his hands grabbed her ass, "how amazing you look with your hair down,"
"No, you haven't," she purred, grabbing a fistful of his own hair and making him gasp into their kiss, "and it's nice to know you think I look good no matter how I look - means I don't have to put in a lot of effort."
"Of course you look good no matter what," Izuku shook his head, feeling himself tear up a bit as his hands went from her ass to cup her cheeks, making her open her own eyes to stare into his green ones, "you're amazing, baby. I love everything about you."
"That right …" Itsuka whispered, feeling herself tear up as well from the pleasure, "... you love me?"
"I love you … so much …"
Heart bursting with happiness, Itsuka threw herself back down for another tongue filled kiss, moaning happily while Izuku thrust up into her, his hands going down to her ass to assist with her thrusting. It was pretty cheesy, both of them thought, to get so enthusiastic after throwing the 'L' word around, but they couldn't help but give in to the cheesiness, feeling the love for each other as they continued thrusting against each other. They didn't know how much time they had left, and they didn't care, happily giving into the pleasure they were both feeling.
Both of them let out grunts as they rolled over again, Izuku on top of her as he began thrusting into her again in their missionary position, Itsuka enthusiastically kissing his neck, and then they rolled over again so that Itsuka could take over and resume her bouncing, letting out a squeal when Izuku leaned forward to suck on her nipple, nibbling on it with his teeth, and then Izuku was quick to slam her against the pillows again, pushing his tongue back into her mouth that left her moaning as they felt the heat in their stomachs again, Izuku beginning to thrust into her using Full Cowling again in an effort to get her to cum again -
- and then they heard something crack. And crack loud.
Before Izuku and Itsuka could even blink, realizing what that crack meant, one of the legs for the wooden bed, along with the bed's board, finally broke. With both teenagers yelping in surprise, Izuku and Itsuka fell off the bed, landing on the hardwood floor with pain-filled grunts as the entire bedframe and mattress collapsed. Izuku's cock slipped out of her as he quickly sat up to inspect the damage, and Itsuka raised herself off the floor with widened eyes as they saw her bed lay in disrepair, two legs still holding up the broken pieces of wood as the mattress slid pathetically onto the floor.
For a moment, they stared at the broken bed incomprehensibly, as though trying to figure out exactly how that happened, before turning to each other with wide eyes filled with shock -
- and then, Itsuka snorted.
"We -" she giggled, covering her mouth with her hand as she began shaking with mirth, "- we broke my bed. We - we fucked so hard, we broke my bed."
Izuku blinked for another moment as Itsuka's giggles increased, and then snorted. Before both of them knew it, they began cackling loudly as the reality of what just happened settled in, laughing as hard as they could as Itsuka hugged Izuku to her, the green-haired boy wrapping his arms around her as they both stood up on shaky feet, wincing slightly at the bruises on their backs from hitting the hardwood floor. They could feel the orgasms that they had been on the cusp of fade away, much to Izuku's manpain, and stared down at the utterly wrecked state of Itsuka's bed.
"I guess -" Itsuka giggled again, trying desperately to control her laughter, "- I guess I'm sleeping with either you or Yui for now on until I order a new bed."
"Oh - uh -" Izuku coughed, feeling himself blush as she leaned her head back down on his shoulder, "- staying with me, huh? Until you - you buy a new bed?"
"That's what I said."
"... please don't buy a new bed."
Itsuka huffed in amusement, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Sorry, handsome, you don't get me that easily. I'm going to want some time to sleep by myself, after all. I'll be sure to sleep with you once a week, though, so you don't get lonely. You know, in addition to having six other girls sleeping with you the other days."
Izuku chuckled at that while going red at that little reminder, although he did feel a twinge of guilt when he glanced down at the wreckage.
"So, uh … I guess this is kinda my fault. Sorry about - you know - breaking your bed."
"I mean, if we're playing the blame game, I'm as much to blame for this as you are. And Yui, too. The three of us definitely didn't do this bad boy any favors."
"So, uh … you know what that means?"
"Yep. We're blaming Yui for this. She's buying my new bed."
The two had a good laugh at that, and Izuku turned her around so he could give her a proper kiss, Itsuka humming into his lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Once they disconnected, Itsuka stole a small glance at her phone, and bent over to unlock it and check how much time they had left.
"Okay … eight minutes left, mister, before it's time for your nap."
"Huh? Really? Only eight minutes?"
"Yep."
"Huh. Thought it'd be less."
"Well, I'm not going to complain," Itsuka smirked up at him, moving her hand back down to his crotch and giving his cock a small rub, making his breath hitch in his throat. "If you wanna finish this up in eight minutes, we can, just … not on the couch, please, I don't wanna stain anything."
"Right …"
"And … probably not on my mattress," Itsuka winced, glancing down at it with a grimace, "I think I heard some of the wood scrape against it, I'm not sure if it's safe to lay on it."
Izuku wrinkled his brow at that, glancing around. Not on the mattress, and not on the couch … so where in here could they have sex? The wall? Maybe not, that might be a bit uncomfortable for her, and they couldn't have sex on the floor either. And not the desk chair, they'd probably end up breaking it under their weight as well -
- wait.
Izuku's gaze flickered over to the desk, seeing it sitting there against the wall. It was … a pretty solid surface, someplace he could lay Itsuka without her being too uncomfortable, as long as he stood …
… okay.
Moving to wrap his arms underneath her legs, Izuku let out a small grunt as he picked up his girlfriend, Itsuka yelping in panic briefly before she grabbed his shoulders to steady herself and ensure she didn't fall over. Once she was balanced and not having to worry about falling out of his arms and onto the floor again, Izuku walked over to the desk, carrying her easily thanks to Full Cowling still powering him up, and glanced at the surface of the desk with a small wince. It was pretty neat and tidy, with papers stuck nicely together, pens and pencils laid out perfectly. He was quick to glance at Itsuka, who was watching him with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk.
"Er … do you mind if I …?"
"Er ... do you mind if I ..."
"Oh, no, go right ahead. I was gonna have to clean my room anyway. Thanks to my bed, you can make a little mess."
Chuckling nervously but thankful for the go ahead, Izuku swept his arm across the surface of the desk, and sent everything flying away, papers scattered throughout the room. Itsuka giggled loudly at the aggressive movement from her very nice and awkward boyfriend, and let Izuku set her down on the wooden surface, being sure to give him a soft kiss to the lips as thanks for carrying her.
Using his foot to kick the chair away and beginning to rub his cock again to get it hard, Izuku approached Itsuka, about to move his shaft back inside her to continue fucking her for the little time they had, Itsuka suddenly reached out to cup his cheek, making Izuku blinked and glance up at her as he angled the tip of his cock against her entrance.
"Hey," she said softly, "do me a favor?"
"Y-yeah? What's up?"
"Turn Full Cowling off." Itsuka glanced down at his glowing skin, letting out a small giggle when Izuku immediately faltered at that request.
"H-huh?" Izuku looked at her in surprise and confusion. "Are - are you sure? I can -"
"Izuku," She smiled gently at him, "I don't think you've noticed, but the last few times we've had sex, it's always been about passion you know?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I mean, all three times we fucked - we always lost ourselves in what we were doing. We're always biting and kissing and smacking each other's asses, and - it's great, really. I love being fucked by you. But … just this once … I don't the two of us to treat each other like toys. I want you …" She leaned in to kiss him again, making Izuku hum against her lips as she spoke, "... I want you to make love to me."
Izuku stared at her for a moment, seeing the utterly adorable expression on her sweaty face as she leaned back to wait for his answer - and then he felt his heart squeeze, twisting his face into an ugly grimace.
"And there's the ugly face," she giggled, flicking his nose.
"Sorry. You're -"
"- too bright?" She sniggered, "I tend to get that a lot from you."
"Well, you are."
"I love you too. Now - you got like five minutes left before nap time. Let's get this bread."
Izuku laughed at that little tidbit, but shook his head and hugged the girl closer to her, being sure to have her still seated on the desk so she was comfortable. Still - making love was definitely something that was new for the both of them. They were used to having fast, rough and hard sex, desperate kissing and tongues battling each other and spanking and biting - but this was definitely something welcomed.
Deactivating Full Cowling, Izuku moved slowly, pushing in and out of her and resting his head on her shoulder, while she wrapped her arms around his neck and threw her head back, letting out small gasps and murmurs as he gently pushed inside her again, penetrating her. After taking a few moments to breathe, Izuku began moving his hips, pushing his cock in and out of her and hearing her murmur in pleasure. He tried to think of his times with Ibara, going slower not to hurt or make her uncomfortable, but still fast enough to make it pleasurable for her, and he couldn't help but let out a moan as he slowly made love to her.
"Oh, fuck yeah, baby," Itsuka whispered, letting out a small, jittered breath as Izuku's arms moved down to hold her ass, her long orange hair tickling his arms, "oh, yeah, yeah, yeah."
Izuku moaned at the sound of her voice directly in his ear, and moved his head to give her another small kiss to the lips. He was honestly surprised by the level of intimacy here - even his first time with Ibara had gotten quite passionate when their passion met its peak. Now, though, he felt himself relax in Itsuka's grip, enjoying how her hands gently rubbed his shoulders and arms, and responded in turn, moving his hand around to rub against her abs before moving downwards. Itsuka let out a small gasp against his lips as he began playing with her clit while continuing to fuck her, the extra stimulation making the orange-haired girl moan and lean back in to kiss him, pushing her tongue back into his mouth.
After taking another minute to gently play with her, Izuku suddenly felt the need to hold her even closer. Without thinking, Izuku moved both of his hands away from where he had them on her to move under her legs, and with a small grunt, lifted her off the desk. Itsuka let out another shudder as she was held in the air and gently rocked back and forth on his cock, fucking in a standing position. She thought that normally she would panic at being held in the air with only Izuku to support her, but she felt so safe in his strong arms she didn't even think, moving in to hug him and let Izuku continue to hold her up by the ass, fucking her while he moaned in her ear and sent a tingling sensation throughout her whole body.
Itsuka took that opportunity to kiss and mark up his neck, lightly biting him and making Izuku shudder from the feeling of her pussy wrapped around his cock and her mouth on his neck, and began slowly picking up his pace, although not to the extent that they would the first two times with each other and Yui - they felt so complete, so perfect, they weren't surprised to feel themselves about to climax once again even though it had been such a short time. Probably from being interrupted by the bed breaking underneath them when they were about to achieve orgasm.
"Itsuka," Izuku rasped, feeling his cock twitch again, "I'm ..."
"Me too, baby," Itsuka whispered back, kissing his ear, "let's do it together."
It only required a few more thrusts until both of them felt their climaxes upon them, letting out small shudders and gripping each other tightly. For once, Itsuka didn't scream into her climax, but her grip on his shoulders became tight enough to bruise, although she made it better by kissing Izuku's cheek and neck as she came on his cock. Izuku, for his part, only let out a shuddered breath, losing the feeling in his legs as he slowly collapsed onto the floor he had carried Itsuka over to, leaning against the fallen mattress and leaning his sweaty body back, both of them riding out their orgasms until at last, Izuku fell back, breathing deeply through his nose while Itsuka cuddled against him, feeling his cock soften and pull out of her vagina.
For a good few minutes, they took deep, steady breaths to try to calm themselves down, Izuku's a bit deeper as his eyes began to droop, feeling exhaustion begin to finally overcome him as he gently laid his head back against the soft mattress -
- only for them to shoot right open again as the alarm on the bedside table went off, a shrill noise sounding throughout the room. Itsuka let out a small grumble at the interruption of their cuddling, and reached up with her foot to scoot the phone close enough to put the alarm on snooze.
Once the noise ended, both teenagers let out tiny sighs as they leaned back against the mattress.
"I guess ..." Itsuka said breathlessly, "... we should head downstairs for you to rest. No way can we do that here."
"Yeah ..."
"And that … requires us to get up."
"Mm …"
"..."
"..."
"... Izuku."
"Okay, okay, I'm getting up," Izuku grumbled while Itsuka giggled, the orange haired girl kissing his nose as he struggled to sit up.
"That's a good boy," She joked, grunting as she lifted herself up and taking a moment to stretch her arms above her head. Once she had worked the kinks out, she glanced around, wrinkling her brow.
"Do you see my lingerie anywhere?"
"Uh …" Izuku also glanced around, wrinkling his brow - where had she put it when she'd taken it off? He sat up a bit more, trying to ignore how sweaty he was and how wet his crotch was from her juices, and glanced around as he scooted forward a bit -
- and then blinked when he realized he was sitting on something.
Something silky.
Feeling his eyes widen in horror briefly, Izuku sat forward, gulping in nervousness and praying that he wasn't sitting on what he thought he was, and Itsuka's eyes were quick to go to her boyfriend when he reached behind him - and she felt her own eyes widen as well when he pulled out the lingerie that he had been laying on for a good minute or so. Laying his sweaty body on.
She slowly reached out, taking the dress from his shaking hands, and confirming that it felt ... absolutely gross, and unable to be worn without smelling like sex and sweat or feeling weird.
For a moment, both of them stared at her lingerie, covered in sweat and now completely unwearable, and Itsuka's eyebrow twitched.
"Izuku. I say this while loving you with all my heart - but fuck you."
"... yeah. I think I deserved that one."
"Oh!" Ibara gasped, seeing Itsuka and Izuku reentering the fort, "You're both done early. We only got back in about two minutes ago - is something wrong?"
"Nah," Itsuka smirked, glancing back at Izuku as he slumped in and collapsed on the nearest bed, "our boy over here was actually falling asleep halfway through, so we agreed to cut my time to half an hour so he can use the rest of my hour to recover a little bit. Sorry Set, Kinoko, but can you guys give him a little time to rest?"
"It's fine," Setsuna breathed sharply through her nose, before shaking her head and raising her hands to slap her cheeks. "It's - oh, man, that wasn't enough, I need - okay. Okay, I need - I need some more air. I'll be back in once he's up, but - holy shit. Yeah, I'll be right back, I might need to take a walk."
"You need one of us to come with you?" Pony asked, feeling concerned for her friend, before Setsuna's gaze snapped to her in a mix of frustration and want.
"Honey, I do not need to be tempted right now."
"I ... wasn't trying to, but okay."
The other girls gave their green haired girl sympathetic looks, although they were mixed with eyerolls for how long she was purposefully dragging this out. Setsuna, for her part, looked like absolute crap - she was shaking, she wasn't glancing at anyone, and her legs were shaking. It was such a pitiful sight, seeing her intentionally holding herself back, that Itsuka let out a small sigh while her cheeks went slightly red.
"Set," She softly said to her, trying not to let her voice shake, "if you really need some release, just come with me into the shower. I know we said we'd wait until Monday, but if you really need someone to help you out, I can -"
"Thanks, Prez, but no thanks," Setsuna quickly shook her head, biting her lip with her sharp teeth as though the offer was more tempting than she'd like, "I - I know I'm being stupid about this, but Yui threw down the gauntlet and I'm not going to give in just. Just - we'll let Parsley rest, spin the wheel in the meantime, and then I'll just wait for whenever my turn is. Honestly, guys, I'll be okay - it's uncomfortable, yeah, and I want to kill something or have one of you guys satisfy me, but I'm a tough girl. I just gotta be a little more patient."
"... okay," Itsuka sighed, shaking her head slightly, while Ibara's face fell as she quietly thought, "I'd judge you for not doing anything to relieve yourself - but I was literally in your shoes half an hour ago, so I can't really talk. Pony, when's the food getting here?"
"In about ten minutes - I was actually about to go jog to the gate, Kinoko was going to come with me."
"Alright then - I'll hop into the shower, and be back out to check on Izuku."
"I'll do that in the meantime," Reiko grunted, rolling onto her side, "I'm not going anywhere, so I can watch over Izuku and Yui."
"That sounds like a plan," Ibara nodded, and then glanced down at Itsuka's midsection as she realized the orange-haired girl was holding something. "Er ... what's that you're holding, Itsuka?"
"Hm? Oh," Itsuka realized, feeling a small smirk grace her face as she held up a white shirt and a pair of black shorts, while trying to awkwardly keep her robe in place, "Mr. Casanova over here ended up laying on my lingerie and ruining it with his gross sweat, so I'm stealing one of his t-shirts. And shorts. I'm sad to say I doubt he'll ever get this pair back, they're mine now."
The girls giggled at that, internally reminding themselves to go through his closet at some point (hey, they were his girlfriends, his clothes were their clothes now), and with their plans decided, the group began to break up so they could get their little objectives complete so they could meet back up when Izuku woke up from his nap. Reiko rolled over to lay with Izuku, wrapping her arms around him and pulling up a blanket to cover both of them, planning to spoon him until everyone got back; meanwhile, Kinoko and Pony moved towards the door, chatting about some pop idol Kinoko was listening to recently as they went to grab their food from the front gate.
As Itsuka began moving towards the showers, limping slightly but still having a large, satisfied smirk on her face, Setsuna let out a small, shuddering sigh. She still felt quite jittery, but hoped that a walk would help her out, moving to go out the door and into the night to walk to the field she had taken Izuku to a month ago -
- until a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Wrinkling her brow and trying not to shudder at the soft touch, Setsuna turned to see Ibara reaching out to take her hand, an unsure expression on her face, before she quietly shook her head and leaned in.
"Sorry, Setsuna," She whispered, "and - and I realize that this may be rude, since you wish to be alone, but - do you mind if I accompany you outside? There's - something I wanted to ask you."
"H-huh?" Setsuna tried to refocus, but the sight of those angelic green eyes staring into hers made her sweat some. "About what?"
"... Pony," Ibara muttered, going a bit red, "there's ... something I wanted to ask you about Pony."