Kyouka smiled as she stared up at the sleeping form of her boyfriend. Well, more accurately his pectorals, due to their height difference and how tight Izuku was holding her, her face was placed directly into his chest.

Not that she was complaining or anything, many of her nightly fantasies centered around his muscles.

Or his cute face.

Or his huge di—

Kyouka's inner dialogue was interrupted as Izuku began to stir, she looked up as saw him staring down at her with half-lidded eyes. She could see his love in her eyes, but she could also see another emotion.

Guilt, and regret.

That just won't do.

Izuku leaned down to kiss her, like he had been doing every morning since they started sleeping in the same bed; However, Kyouka wasn't content with a simple kiss of the lips this morning.

When he got close enough, Kyouka grabbed him by the shoulders and flipped him on his back so that she was straddling Izuku.

Kyouka leaned down and connected their lips, all the while grinding her crotch against his. Izuku could feel his lips being prodded against so he opened them to the invading appendage.

Kyouka chuckled into his mouth as her tongue tangled with his own. She eventually had to disconnect and she nearly burst out laughing when she saw his face.

Izuku's mouth hung slightly open, and his eyes were wide and starry, like literally his pupils were star-shaped for a brief second.

Although she could still see those emotions that she hated.

It had been a week since the USJ, Kyouka had to go back to school in a day or two, so she needed to give Izuku all of her attention to make him better.

"Woah, it's not even my birthday yet," Izuku breathed lightly.

"Goof," Kyouka giggled, "Y'know we haven't went out on a proper date in a while, wanna do something tonight?"

Izuku just nodded and gave an affirmative grunt, still clearly star struck by her kiss, which she did like.

"There's a little festival going on in the city, it's based around the American nineteen-sixties, we could dress up and take your car," Kyouka suggested.

"Yeah, yeah that sounds fun," Izuku said.

Kyouka leaned down close to his face, "You want some more?"

"Yes please!"

Kyouka anxiously fiddled with her skirt as she waited for Izuku. She trusted Mina's judgement in fashion, she just didn't trust her ability to pull off the look.

Mina was having here wear a pristine white blouse, along with a dark purple skirt the went a little bit past her knee, polished black high-heels, and a pair of white socked that went up to her knees.

"Girl don't worry, Izuku's gonna be knocked off his feet," Mina said encouragingly.

"Yeah well so is she," Eijirou grinned as he lead Izuku down the stairs.

He was dressed in a tight white t-shirt, under a black leather jacket that was also very tight, ripped and faded blue jeans, and a pair a black boots.

God everything about him was just really unfair.

"You look really beautiful," Izuku said with a sma smile.

"You too."

"What are you doing, why are you sitting directly on my foot?" Katsuki yelled at Fang, who just gave him a goofy looking smile in return.

"You sure you're gonna be ok watching Fang?" Izuku asked.

"Yeah, I'll watch your fucking dog good, just go on your date." Katsuki then waved Izuku away and went back to trying to get the rottweiler off his foot.

"American food is so unhealthy, but it's so fucking good," Kyouka chuckled as she tossed the empty burger basket into the trash.

"It's like it's designed to be addictive," Izuku agreed.

"Come on, there's something I wanna do." Kyouka grabbed him by the hand and began to drag him through the floodlit field to a large stadium with a dirt road loop in the center. Izuku just went with it and let himself be led by her through the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's get on to the main event, the long awaited drag race!" A man in a sleazy looking light blue suit, his hair was also combed over.

"Oh god this is so cheap," Izuku laughed.

"Oh yeah, I definitely agree, but with your car we could easily win," Kyouka smiled as she pulled him in the direction of the parking lot.

"Drivers, line up on the starting line please!" The sleazy man announced through a megaphone.

Izuku's charger lined up with the starting line and he waved at Kyouka from the stands, where she was cheering for him.

"On your marks!"

Izuku's car reved as his hand settled on the stick shift.

"Get set!"

Izuku could see smoke billowing out of the side exhaust pipes on the car next to him. Only three laps to win.

"Go!"

The car to his left burnt out and got a slow start, and he was able to overtake another car, putting him in second place.

Izuku passed through the finish line not long after taking off, starting his second lap and passing out the driver in first, swapping their positions.

On the second bend though, he didn't slow down in time, and spun out on the dirt track. Izuku punched his steering wheel as he was now in fourth.

Dead last.

Starting the third and final lap, Izuku quickly flew up to third before the first bend, upon which he passed the racer in second. But he was still miles behind the racer in first.

Izuku was on the second bend when he summoned a flaming spear and stabbed it into the dirt. The spear allowed him to keep his momentum around the curve, and the second he got back to a straight section, he pressed the tiny red button on the side of the steering wheel.

The boosters engaged and he rocketed forward several miles faster than the other car, catching up in the blink of an eye, and blasting into first place just two seconds before the man who was formerly in first crossed the finish line.

The heavy rain beat down against the windows of the car as Izuku and Kyouka snuggled together in the back seat. His jacket was sitting in the driver seat, and Kyouka's blouse was fully unbuttoned, exposing her bra.

"Y'know, I thought you were pretty cool out there," Kyouka smiled.

"How was I supposed to know that using my quirk would get me disqualified?" Izuku asked in defense.

"You probably should've suspected it."

"At least I didn't get one of those 'participation' trophies, that just would've made me feel bad," Izuku shrugged.

"If you want, I can give you a reward instead." Kyouka slipped her blouse off a little more.

"A-are you sure?"

Kyouka's eyes widened, this was the first time she had ever heard Izuku stutter since she first met him.

"Izuku, what's the matter? You better tell me right now," Kyouka ordered.

"Look I just don't think you'd want to have sex with the son of a murderer," Izuku blurted out.

God if she didn't feel like she'd be robbing Izuku of the pleasure, Kyouka'd kill Hisashi herself.

"I don't give a shit about that!"

"But I do!"

"Look at me Izuku. You are the nicest, the hottest, and the goofiest man I have ever had the pleasure of dating. But you're also the most neurotic," Kyouka said, causing Izuku to look at her with curiosity.

"You just assume bad things will happen to you, so you always prepare yourself for the worst, and you never let a good thing be a good thing. I'm not dating you because of any shallow reason, I'm dating you because I love you!"

Kyouka's hand clamped over her mouth as she realized what she just let slip

"What?" Izuku asked in shock.

Kyouka's face was plunged into a deep red color, "Oh you heard me goddamnit!" The punk girl pushed Izuku down again and quickly undid his pants with her jacks, much to his surprise.

(Alright, tiny children, gotta get out now. Go ahead and skip to the line cause I'm not gonna be responsible for taking your innocence.)

"You've got my all flustered now, you're gonna fuck me to make up for it!" Kyouka tossed her skirt over with his jacket and pulled both of their underwear to the side.

...Good god it almost reached up to her tits.

"Wait, we don't have any condoms," Izuku said as he stopped her from impaling herself on him.

"It's fine, we can buy some contraceptives on the way home. I just don't want to wait any longer," Kyouka assured him.

She lifted her hips up and tapped her wet lips against his tip. Kyouka's pussy had been wet since she saw him in that tight jacket, so foreplay wasn't even a thought for her right now.

"Kyouka… I love you too," Izuku moaned.

She squeaked as her hips dropped down and she impaled herself on his cock, she felt pain but it wasn't enough to make her scream or anything like she had heard it would.

Izuku's hands went around her back and almost instantly unclipped her bra, which was tossed in the clothes pile. His hands began to gently and lovingly fondle her breasts, she was always kinda self-conscious about them, they weren't very big and Kyouka knew that guys liked them larger than they're heads. But the way he looked at them like they were completely perfect, it made her feel so hot.

After the pain died down he began to thrust up into her, causing Kyouka to let out loud, wanton moans like a bitch in heat. Izuku's lops latched around her left nipple and began to swirl his tongue around it, overloading her with more pleasure.

Kyouka cast her gaze downwards and groaned in sexual awe as she watched a bulge in her stomach move up and down in tandem with Izuku's increasingly rapid thrust.

"Izu—" before she could finish, Izuku clashed their lips together and speared into her one last time before his release.

They separated, and a wobbly grin spread onto Kyouka's face as she felt ropes upon ropes of Izuku's cum flood her womb, and her usually flat stomach began to expand outwards, resting on his abs.

"I'm sorry I couldn't last longer," Izuku panted.

Kyouka laid down and rested against him fully, locking her eyes with his, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

"...Kyouka?"

"Hm?"

"I love you."

"Love you too, goober."

Izuku opened up the door for Kyouka, both of them immediately being told to hush by Eijirou and Mina. Across the common room they could see Fang and Katsuki, the latter holding up a red rubber bone and the former trying desperately to reach it.

"You want the squeak toy? You want the toy?! Go get it!" A huge grin was plastered on Katsuki's face as he watched Fang chase after the toy.

"You're getting this, yeah?" Izuku asked.

"Oh every second of it," Mina grinned as she showed him her recording phone.

"O-Oi fuckers, how long have you been there watching!"

Happy Pride Month everyone! It's time for everyone to be gay and overthrow the CIA. Anyways, Discord links in case you want to talk toe directly:

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Remember, I have my own section on the LoM server, so come stop by. That's it for now, Peace.