"I'm standing in the heart of Musutafu's busiest shopping district where just moments ago a new villain group has made their existence known." The newscaster reported as a crowd of worried onlookers watched the scene unfolding behind him.
"The group who've declared themselves the 'Legion of Villains' have taken several hostages demanding the release of a man known by the name 'All For One'. Law enforcement is on scene and negotiations are still ongoing."
The masked leader of the gang stepped forward. "This is your last warning, either listen to our demands or watch as these people pay for your refusal one at a time." Horrified gasps erupted from the masses as one of the thugs pressed a sharp taloned claw to a hosage's throat, the light touch enough to pierce the skin and draw blood.
Police officers watched on in frustration, orders from above other than watch the scene unfold.
The avian man raised his beak in anger. "We know you have him locked up in Tartarus, release him and we'll consider letting some of these people walk away alive!" The subtle threat not lost on any of the captives who sat in silence.
"We're cooperating to the best of our abilities, a line to Tartarus will be opened soon so please wait." The police chief's voice carried across the boundary between them. "The facility has a very restricted line of communication so be patient with us."
Unknown to any two henchmen at the rear of the group were thrown against one another, both toppled over on the ground clutching at their aching heads. Before their companions could to move to look at the spurce of groans, another was sent flying against a wall.
Quickly the air surrounding the armed group suddenly filled with a blur of green and black streaks. The careening projectiles strucking the group without mercy before bouncing off back into the air to circle back around. Vulnerable points left defenseless as they were helpless to find a second to think of any acts in retaliation.
Forced to defend themselves the criminals lost focus of their surroundings, dropping any attention on the hostages that laid low to the ground in hopes of being spared from the assault.
One onlooker pointed up to a figure falling into the fray from above, landing a blow to the largest thug as they reached the ground.
Cameramen alike all scrambled to focus the lense on the newcomer, one reporter already quick to the draw on what was happening. "We have just witnessed Pro Hero Battle-Fist entering the scene as another unknown hero has begun their rescue operation, so far no casualties have occured."
One by one the villains were struck down by the force of the heroine's attacks with the assistance of her unknown companion. Her hands enlarged to land a finishing blow on her targets ensuring they couldn't shake off a blow to fight back.
The watching crowds cheered as the first hostage rushed out to safety with another one in hand. Seeing their capturers too busy to notice the opportunity the rest followed a moment after. On villain catching on far too late to prevent it.
"No, dammit! Stop them!" The leader of the band cursed as his outstretched hand to grab one of the valuable pawns was struck away by another projectile.
Seeing the inevitable failure of the group he threw any rationale aside, slamming his fists on the ground as his figure grew double in size. Lunging at Battle-Fist ready to ground her into the concrete with all his might.
She was unfazed, her hands clasped around his ready fists and locking the giant in a stalemate. The man unaware that behind him the upper half of Lizardy began to form. All of the scattered pieces of her pulled back in one last barrage against him. The moment he felt the sting of the focused assault his knee buckled under him, Lizardy throwing him off balance for her partner to take the opening and crush him with a heavy hammer swing.
Cheers erupted from the crowd of civilians as they celebrated the quick victory of the duo. Waiting police officers rushed to apprehend the criminals before they could resist any attempts. Paramedics are already checking all the hostages and treating their bruises or cuts.
"Lizardy, please." The reporter waved to the heroine as he approached her. "A quick word if you have the time."
The pro smiled. "Sure, I got a few minutes to chat."
"That was an incredible rescue Lizardy, your act of bravery saved the innocent lives of those strangers. Recently it's come out that you and Battle Fist have decided to team up and join agencies, what was the incentive behind such a decision?"
"We've always been good friends but also great partners. Having someone you trust there to support you in situations like this one goes a long way in saving precious time when lives are at stake."
"Was this move a reason the two of you updated your costume along to match? Referring to the new deep green scaled costume, falling in line to Battle-Fists shift from her teal blue to a teal green.
"We're made some bold changes, why not try to mix it up a bit while we're at it.? Green seemed to be Battle-Fist's pick and I can get behind it."
"While some praise you for your choice and efforts, others feel it's a sign of weakness in your abilities to not tackle challenges alone. How do you feel about these criticisms?"
Unfazed by the hurtful she shrugged."Our priority is to save lives, at the end of the day if we can do better by being 'weak' then I don't mind." The heroine said with a laugh, her eyes glancing at the waiting police chief with her friend. "I gotta wrap my work up so that'll be it from me, thanks for the chat." Blowing the eager journalists with a playful kiss as she walked off.
…
Setsuna sprawled out on the comfortable sofa with a hearty sigh, glad to finally be out of her costume and cleaned of the day's grime.
The new agency office was a cozy pad. Not any larger than her old one but was far more organized for the day to day work. The obvious offices, waiting room and first aid areas for their job came with some nice luxuries.
A separated floor away from the professional setting fitted with a lounge room to relax. Personal showers for a nice wash after work or a messy fight, small bedrooms to use to rest if their hours went far into the night. Even a washer and dryer to clean laundry if needed.
Work felt more like a fun getaway than the needless hassle of obligations after all those weeks of stress. Pressing her face into a throw pillow she drifted off slowly. "This is the life."
Tragically, Itsuka didn't hesitate to burst her bubble the moment she entered the room. Looming menacingly across the room as she combed her damp hair. "No time for napping today. Ochako just got back home today and she wants to catch up."
"I thought you were kidding, who spends weeks working out of town and already wants to go out?"
"Ask her yourself, now come on and grab your bag. You're driving today."
"Fine." Truthfully she didn't mind putting in work, after all her friend did put her neck out for her sake.
The drive to the restaurant was relaxed, the district older but quient. A sign that once signed out the name of the shop faded by years of weathering.
Spotting their friend Setsuna felt underdressed for the occasion. Under the shade of the umbrella she sat with one leg crossed over the other as she touched up her lipstick. Dressed in a bold top and leather pants, the heroine looked as if she just come to a sports cover photo shoot rather than a quick meal with friends.
Noticing them she waved, matching black gloves covered her middle and ring finger to avoid setting off her quick.
With a wolf whistle she waved back. "Damn, you really came dressed to the nines tonight, what's the occasion?"
"Been wearing my hero costume and some old pajamas for days, needed a little change even for this little get together. It's so nice to see you two."
"Great to see you too, how've you been?"
"Oh same old, glad to be home again." Handing the menu to the nervous waiter after making her order, eage to finally be able to have a meal. Setsuna and Ituska picking what they liked best from a glance and placed their own. "I'm gone for a bit and so much has already happened."
She gestured at the two excitedly. "Like you two, the amount of ranks you two climbed in just a month outpaced even the best pros. People are already talking about you two making it to the top ten at this rate."
"Top thirty? I haven't checked the hero rankings in ages. Guess I need to brush up on my public speaking more. Itsuka did her best to not seem overwhelmed by the praise."
"Come on, you're making it big and you're not even trying. Being smug here and there wouldn't hurt." Ochako laughed.
"Talking from experience?" Ranked ninth in the country was nothing to sneeze at, most would kill for that sort of popularity. Ochako made it look so easy.
"Mostly just from my time during some internships, Ryukyuu was a great teacher and an even better hero. She's just too humble to take any credit she deserves for her work."
"Enough talk about me," her eyes shot the two a devious look to Setsuna. "I hear you have a new business partner, I knew Itsuka signed on but never in a million years did I think you'd be along for the ride."
"Aha, yeah neither did I." Setsuna never was one to let people tell her what she was free to do. signing to have someone oversee her work seemed to only free her to live more carefree.
A moment passed before she realized she hadn't mentioned the change to anyone beyond the company she worked for.
"How do you know? It's not public information." Her answer came as the brunette proudly held up an black access card with a logo on it, similar to the one she and Itsuka carried when they'd visited the main branch building. "I keep up with the new hires whenever they sign on, making it easy to fit in."
"You're working for Midoriya's company too?"
"Since I graduated, I signed with Deku before I even took my first job as a sidekick."
"Deku?"
"That's the name she calls Midoriya." Itsuka clairfied. "They're old friends so he prefers they drop the formalities whenever it's not work related."
"There's more to that." Sensing the undertones of the topic she leaned against the table with a cheshire grin. "Sounds to me like you're two are too close for it to be that straight friendship."
"Kind of embarrassing saying this."
"Spill."
"We met years back on the way to our high school entrance exams. I stopped him from falling onto his face and we started talking after."
A soft laugh escaped her lips as she reminisced. "I thought I was getting cold feet but he looked like he wanted to run for the nearest rock to hide under until it was over. Especially how timid he already was talking to me."
Picturing that was difficult, the man she'd seen sitting behind that desk seemed so imposing. More sure of himself than more respected hero or politician in every word he spoke.
"Really?" Itsuka shared her doubt.
"Do pictures lie?" She held her cellphone out to the two to see. Setsuna popped her head off to get a closer look, the boy leaned in close to the younger Ochako as they posed for an overhead selfie. The girl's cheeky smile a stark contrast to the nervous one her friend gave. So doe eyed it was impossible to see him as the person he'd become today.
If he'd gone to UA she could picture a little light teasing being enough to send him into orbit. A shame.
"When he found out about my entrance exam he gave me some advice. He had a hunch on how UA would grade and he was right. Saving people during the test was just as useful as beating machines. Things sorta grew from there until we graduated, he asked if he could be my sponser the moment I got my full license."
"That's so cute," Setuna couldn't help but gush at the sweet tale. "I wish I had a pure romance like that, can't believe none of the girls ever mentioned this to us before. Especially Ashido, she can't keep a secret to save her life."
"Only one other person from UA knows and she's a whole other topic." Ochako took a sip of her water before placing her cup off to the side. "Now, I hear I'm not the only one here that feels a special type of way. How was it?"
She drew a blank. Obviously she was honing in on something personal but so far nothing came to King "How was what?"
Itsuka twirled her finger at the strands of her hair, cheek turning red. "Incredible." Shivering as the word slipped out her mouth with a heavy breath. "Better than I could've imagined."
Her answer correct as Ochako lit up at her enthusiasm. "Tell me, did he really drag it out for long?"
"So much longer, and used that little trick he does at the end." Itsuka excited to answer her quesions.
"Oh I love that, no clue how he gets it perfect every time."
Looking back and forth at the two as the two spoke in half sentences, only able to grasp that the two shared more than just an interest in a guy. She cleared what was left of her meal, interuppting the two when she felt they had enough time to chat.
"The two of you with him? The big man behind the desk. Since when?" Itsuka could only look at her helpless to find a reasonable string of words that would explain herself.
A sharp ping came from the redheads pocket, she dug it out only to sigh at what she read.
"Kinoko needs me to help her finish the arrangement for the get-together. It's been nice seeing you, we should do this again soon." She stood to leave, making sure to hug her friend goodbye before leaving.
Ochako hugged her back. "I'll text you tomorrow, let me know if you need any help."
"Take the car, I'll just nab a taxi or train back home." Setsuna tossed the keys to her friend, Itsuka catching it with ease as she hurried to meet their former classmate.
Watching her friend leave them they sat in silence, the a mutual middleman gone. Ochako seemed to still enjoy her company regardless.
Setsuna throwing edicate out the window she chose to not change the topic. "So you guys are in a whole open sorta deal, got any hotties you're looking at?"
"Ha, no." If Ochako was uncomfortable with her question she was good at hiding it, chuckling at her interest. "Honestly, I haven't been able to look at any other guy beyond a friend and coworker even if I tried."
"Yourself?"
"Flings here and there when I have the time. Kinda forgot about that junk after all that stress taking my time."
"I completely forgot, I got you and Itsuka a little something. Sponser left me a box of samples for their fall release and I wanted you two to tey it out too."
She handed her a black cased lipstick similar to the one she'd applied earlier. Opening the cap to see a shade of forest green. Purple was a favorite of her but green was always a better match for her.
Twisted the bottom she applied the lipstick, the gentle feeling on her lips nice surprise. Lightly persing her lips she smiled at her friend. "How does it look?"
"You tell me." Ochako held out a small pocket mirror for her to use.
Her reflection showed the result of the use, her lips painted a nice green but without any heavy build up. Matching the quality of Ochako's to a tee.
"Damn, this stuffs the real deal. What brand is it?" The chat led them on for long while, somehow circling between work, some personal stories and a bit of current events.
Realizing how long they'd sat talking when they shade of the umbrella has little to shelf them from anymore.
"This was nice, talking with you was a real treat." Ochako looked a bit sad that the talk was over sooner than she'd liked.
"Sucks but that's life for you though."
"Why not tag along with me? I'm meeting with Deku later so we can hang out some more."
Skeptical at the offer she questioned the offer. "You sure? Sounds like a good chance to meet alone after so long. Won't he be upset if you brought someone else on a whim?"
"No, he loves meeting my friends." Ochako spoke low. "And between you and me, he's a big hero nerd. Just really awkward with he's trying to be a good boss without feeling like he's forcing himself into a friend role, you know?"
She thought back to how he was always straightforward when she handed in the documents and assignments. Never giving her more than she could take while also pushing her to improve where she lacked. Midoriya acted less like a guy on his twenties and more like an old man mentoring his junior.
It checked out for her real easy when she made the connection.
"Oh what the hell, sure. Itsuka's got the car anyways so let's go."
...
Ochako lead her a few blocks away from the shop, holding her hand as she excitedly pointed out some of her favourite areas and shops around.
The neighborhood was average, her friend's had rented places close by. Their experience that it was one of the least interesting parts of the city seemed weirdly hard to believe with her Ochako's ability to make the mundane interesting.
Finally making it to the apartment Ochako wasted no time getting inside. Setsuna was surprised to see the access badge work on a hidden sensor to enter.
"I'm home." Ochako called out into the apartment, kicking off her platform heels in a swift motion.
Midoriya stood across from them in the living room in a plain sweater and shorts. Ochako wasted no time rushing the poor resident before he even greeted them.
"Wait, wait, wait." Pleading for mercy too late. Taking the full brunt of her charge after she'd cleared the coffee table between them.
Setsuna would give Ochako a gold for landing a perfect hug, securing her arms around his neck in a vice grip. A sigh of relief came when he was certain he'd caught her, carefully setting her down as he returned her hug.
"Welcome home." Ochako practically burst in excitement when he parted her bangs to press his lips against her forehead. The hero buried her face into his chest, tightening her hug more.
"Awww, how sweet." Setsuna gushed at the scene. "Itsuka had to bail early for the night so Ochako dragged me along for the night. Hope that's alright."
He smiled at her, different from the sterile one she'd cone to know him for. "Well if you don't mind watching documentaries while we chat, then sure. We like putting them on to relax."
"Oh! I got one we can watch, it just came out last week and I've been dying to see it again." Hurriedly taking off her own shoes to join them.
Three documentaries in to the night they'd settled onto lax bantering among each other on the latest knows.
The boss emphasizing she call him by his first name less formal it was for them the better.
Ochako was straddled against Izukucon the sofa, both arms wrapped around him with one of his hooked on her waist.
Setsuna has free rie6 of the lover's seat alone. Cushions softness felt similar to the one she'd wanted on nap hours ago.
Content to let the two talk she watched the scientist go on about bird like features a fossil.
"Did you catch Itsuka and Setsuna on the news today?" Ochako excited to gush about it again.
"I did, it was amazing how quick the two handle it all."
"Right? No idea where they hid all that talent for so long, most pros take ages when to comes to a hostage call."
"Please, I'm sure a lot of people could keep up."
He delt otherwise. "She's right, you were spectacular today. Taking the lead in such a risky situation is always hard but you were the right one for the job."
"Thanks," doing her best to not seem overwhelmed by the couples praise. "Does feels nice to be back on top of my game."
A yelp came from Ochako as he pulled her closer, his hand pushing a strand behind her ear for a closer view. "You too, I heard you managed to help more than most with the coastal rescue. Even with all the heroes there, your names the most spoken in the reports."
"Aww shucks, you know how to lay it on thick." She stole an unrestrained kiss from the man as she ran her hand up an down his leg
Setsuna saw it coming but Izuku looked completely caught off guard.
Breaking the kiss she didn't move away, ready to dive in for more any moment.
"Have we been good enough to get a nice reward?" Her petting growing less subtle, her expression not betraying the ignorance she held as she moved to his inner thigh. "Setsuna is just as deserving as I am, aren't you going to take responsibility?"
Setsuna was half ready to leave to let them have their privacy, but the open invite had her stop.
The memory of her friends so excited to share their experience but could only do it in half words and vague gestures has her curious.
Discarding her top, Ochako wasted no time pulling out her lover's manhood from his shorts. The sight of the appendage all by dwarfed Setsuna's expectations by a mile at its soft state.
Ochako smiled with glee at the sight of his manhood stood in front of her. Leaning forward, she greeted the phallus with a a gentle kiss on the tip allowing her lipstick to leave a nice pink imprint of her lips on the head.
Izuku hummed in approval, his hand running through her brown lock as she began kissing and licking down the growing shaft with great care.
Noticing her absence, Ochako waved her over. "Come on Setsuna, don't be so shy. There's plenty enough for the two of us." The devotion she held showed clearly as she pressed her cheek against the length as she stroked it with her gloved hand. A finger trailing down a path from tip to base with the pad of her finger as if to entice her.
Setsuna hesitated. Losing her nerves to the insecurities of many failed attempts at intimacy, her teasing and often suggestive personality crumbled when most intimate acts were refused. "I've never done this sort of thing before."
"Oh, that just means I can show you how to do it."
"Are you sure? Most guys get one look at my teeth and think I'll chomp down immediately." Opening her mouth a bit more to show them the risk, half expecting him to sigh in relief in agreement.
To her surprise and Ochako's delight he ran his hand across her cheek.. "They sound like they're missing out, I can't get enough of how sharp they are." His thumb ran across her lower lip and over the row of jagged teeth,
"Really?" Cursing herself for sounding so needy, this wasn't the time to be vulnerable. His reply was to run the thumb along the lower row again, his eyes were the same gentle gaze she'd watch him give Ochako everytime he looked at her.
Tentatively she kissed the shaft across from her companion. Seeing her own lipstick on the warm skin as proof of her first step spurred her to continue up to the tip and back down.
A malicious glint shined in the brunette's eye for a moment
"Wanna see a neat trick?" Without waiting for a response the woman pressed her lips up to the top and slid this mass into her mouth. Moving further and further down the phallus until she'd made it to the base, humming triumphant at the feat.
Showing off her skill she drew back, rolling tongue around the tip and going down again. Miidoriya flinched as the attack, gripping the arm of the sofa tight as her throat moved to accommodate its occupant.
Ochako grabbed Izuku's by his wrists and placed both hands on her head, eyes looking up with the most innocent expression pleading for a response from him.
Confusion turned to fear and surprise as Setsuna watched as the kind man gently pulled her head back by the hair and abruptly forced his full length into her throat once. Then twice. Continuing on with a mounting ferociously as.
The only sound she made was a muffled moan at the intrusion, offering no resistance as her throat served no other purpose in that moment than their mutual enjoyment. Still present in mind to look from the corner of her eye to make sure she was watching.
Did she expect the same from her?
Removing his hands she continued alone, no longer needing his assistance as an excuse for the bruttish pace. Pressing on, ignoring the tears running the corner of her eyes that ruined her maticulious makeup.
Slowly she retracted, allowing the mass to slip out until the head was once again resting against her lips until she let go. Gasping for air she took the moment to find her barings.
Izuku sighed with content, his phallus stood towering proud over her face as she caught her breath. The passionate efforts only made it grow to its complete size rather than reaching anything resembling a climax. The lips prints of green and pink stained against the skin, glossed by a sheen of her saliva.
Looking up, Ochako cooed at the sight of her lover. Basking in how the angry tip of his girth trickled fluid down onto her rosy cheek without shame. If Setsuna was a betting woman she would gamble her savings that the tremble that ran through her entire body wasn't from a sudden draft.
With a deep affection she planted a wet kiss on the underside of the head. Trailing down to the base little by little, lingering long enough to feel him against her lips. Continuing down the sac that held out on the gift she'd craved so much. Cupping his jewels delicately in her hand, her fingers caressing the contents within with great care. Her slow actions more akin to worship than just a quick need to make her lover cum.
The man let out a heavy groan, his resilience not enough to match a girl so starved of him. "God I missed your touch so much, three weeks without you is far too long." The honest words rewarded with the feeling of her guiding her tongue back up.
Tired of watching she joined in the effort with the same vigor, tentatively letting her tongue do the shaft left behind. Ochako moved to give her room to join her again, a welcoming smile shot her way before turning back to her work.
Knowing she was out classed in experience she thought quick, one hand floated off her wrist to stroke the top of the phallus while the other joined Ochako's down low. The two cooperated to ensure that every part was not left unattended. Izuku's labored breaths guiding them to remain more in sync the longer they'd work.
"For someone who's never done this before you're already working to your strengths." Izuku praised, running his hand through her wavy hair. Setsuna never cared for simple platitudes until he spoke those words.
With an approving smile Ochako pulled her in direct line of his length, giving her the spotlight this time. Slowly she worked to find her own way of matching the passion she'd witnessed minutes ago.
Kissing the tip lightly, she allowed it to part her lips and slip inside. Taking great care not to allow her teeth to ruin the moment she let it slip deeper until felt it move to the back of her throat. The mass only able to breach past for small distance into the space before feeling herself strain against the potential choking hazard.
Thankfully Izuku wasn't forceful, happy to let her work and experiment as she saw fit.
Frustrated at she amateur work, a sly idea came to her. Carefully she let the top row of her teeth lightly graze the length as she worked the mass back and forth along her wet tongue and throat. The contrast in sensations a success from the immediate gasp from the man.
She didn't stop her work, it was clear she wasn't practiced with how uneven her pace became but she refused to stop until she'd managed to secure some success.
Victory came when she felt the first string of semen trickle out into her mouth, speeding up as her tongue savored every drop she managed to lead out of him.
Eventually he released what he'd held back. Unloading more streams into her waiting mouth one after another. Out of reflex she swallowed every bit that came, at least until he was done.
To her shock it continued. Torrent after torrent, more flooding her mouth and throat with more force, the amount too overwhelming for her to swallow in time to keep up.
Admitting defeat she let him pull out, unloading more of himself onto her face and chest. Ochako was next to her in an instant to join in the reward. Catching most of the remains in her own mouth and face until he eventually ran dry. The time he was done he'd painted the two well and good in his seed.
Licking at her lips, Ochako cleaned the cum off her face meticulously to not waste a drop. Already out she took care to slowly cleaning the drops that remained on the phallus.
The taste was strange to Setsuna. It wasn't bitter or salty like she'd heard, she rolled the fluid on her tongue to try and nail down why she found it difficult to not want to spit it out like others often dod. Her hands wiping away the excessive mess to sample more.
"That was fun right Sets–" Whatever train of thought Ochako was on stopped when she saw the state she was in. Setsuna felt frightened at the predatory eyes directed to her as she saw the remainders still left.
"Oh you poor thing, you're a mess. Let me help you clean that up." Inching dangerously close. "I'm sure I'm not any better so why don't you help a girl out?"
Sensing a greed in her words she inched away. "Midoriya? A little help?"
The man laughed, wrangling his reluctant brunette onto his lap before she could spring out on ber like a coiled snake. Ochako pouted as she watched her wipe the last dollops off before she could try to break free. "Now how about we continue this somewhere more comfortable?"
...
Izuku tore open a condom as they were prepared for the night, Setsuna clung to his back as he stood over the two by a large margin, marveling at the sculpted physique he hid under his clothes. "Best to be careful, can't be having my lovely employees going on maternity leave so soon."
"Gentleman to the end I see." Ochako snatched the rubber from his hand, rolling it on with a practiced motion. "I think Setsuna appreciates your kindness quite a bit." The woman in question draped her top half over his shoulder, grinning excitedly at the sight.
"Hoping to appreciate a bit more than his kindness." Whispering a hot breath in his ear before gently biting at the lobe, guiding his line of sight to her lower half laying in wait. Happy to see him hardened even more at the sight of her legs waiting eagerly on the linens.
He looked over his shoulder quizzically. "Going to hang on the whole time?"
"I like the view." She pressed her bare chest against his back as she spoke. "Now less talk boss man, more fuck."
Taking a second to let his hands caress her inviting legs, be pressed the tip against her entrance. The size had her worried but she didn't stop him as his push himself inside little by little, clearly into to break what resistance he found.
Still not sheathed inside he began his work, he began to thrust in and out. Gripping her thighs to hold her in place.
Appreciative that she didn't have to goad him into letting loose on her, gentle is nice but she needed a bit of tough love after that dry spell. "How's it feeling? Bet I'm meeting your quota by a good mile."
He hoisted her up with ease to continue, enjoying the feeling of her every bit as she did him. "More than what you promised." Fingers gripped her rear with a wide hold as he thrusted quicker, clear that he would not slow down any time soon.
On instinct she bit down on the shoulder trying to hold back, the realization of the mistake did little to stop her reflex. To her relief her sharklike teeth failed to cut or pierce the skin.
He shot her a smug glance before tightening his hold on her more, "Bite down as hard as you'd like, it'll just tell how well I'm doing." The confidence in his voice was enough for her to finally let go without conscious restraint. Whatever the guy was made of she wished was more common in her life.
He knew she'd climaxed as she dragged her fingers across his chest, the bite on his shoulders the only anchor that kept her from slipping down.
Looking down she could see him already applying a new condom for the next round. The previous empty but most likely worn out.
Her heart was pounding like it never had, no one's given her a run for her money and still had more in their chamber. "Again, this time I want you to really let me have it." Connecting both halved of her body she rolled over, inviting him to try a more bold position with her.
From the other side of the bed Ochako clapped her hands in approval. "You heard her Deku, let's see if she's really got it in her to handle you at your best."
He took her invitation, buried back inside in a second to take her again. This time his hands explored her chest, caressing and pulling on her neglected nipples. The man's finger like magic to her.
"How is she?" Ochako asked.
"God! She's incredible, I don't think I'll get over how good she feels." His reply huffed out between his grunts, again his flattering sending her into a fluster in the most inappropriate time.
Unable to hold back she split her top half again, this time to be able to kiss him while he plowed her from behind. It was immature but it was nice to hear him say those words so honestly and not want to feel more close. Pressing down on her harder than before he took her in his arms, reciprocating the kiss with the same care.
From the corner of her eye she could make out Ochako running her uncovered fingers up her arm, the pads on the tips felt soft against her skin. Realizing too late that she'd used her quirk when the lack of weight made it so much easier for him to speed up his pace to a brutal height.
Feeling confident she motioned to pause, quickly having him lay down so she could put in her own work rather than let him do all the work. Planting one more kiss on his lips before rejoining her torso that was riding the man.
The weightlessness and her ability to levitate gave her a wide margin to make Izuku weak. Rotating and switching speeds too quick for him to find any rhythm to acclimate to.
Ochako quietly watched her pleasure her lover silently. A sadistic smile glued to her face gleefully watched her over estimate her abilities.
Feeling a little cheeky she grinned at her partner in crime. "Jealous? I'm sure he'll still have some juice left for you once I'm done wringing him dry."
She tilted her head with a laugh. "Not so much, I never get bored of seeing my Deku enjoy himself. Ain't that right sweetheart?" A country accent slipping out catching her ear at the end.
"Never seem to get bored of it." His hands explored Setsuna's legs and rear as she worked herself on his shaft with a raging enthusiasm while hers anchored dagainst his bedrock abdomen for support.
Ochakos's smile was bright at the approval. "Just make sure you don't overestimate yourself, it's so easy to forget our limits when we're having fun." Her flowery words clearly laced with a hint of bite in response.
"Don't worry, I'll be sure to take good care of him while he's enjoying himself."
"He can handle more than his fair share." Chuckling at the idea he would ever lose out, hing her hands out in front of her. "I was talking about you, dear." The peppy atmosphere around her was replaced with a devious chill, as if she'd watched her step into a trap sitting in the pen.
The dangerous situation she'd put herself in hit her all too late, Ochako honed in on the realization she hadn't tried taking Izuku in completely out of the fear it would be too much too soon. With a sickeningly sweet leer she pressed her fingers together uttering one word.
"Release."
…
If there was one thing Izuku loved more than time with Ochako, it'd have to be time with Ochako after an extensive time apart.
Her bubbly and kind personality was a delight but rife with an intensity she hid well until she was alone with him regardless off the time or place. His heart pounded relentlessly in his chest as he forced every but of control to savoured every second
"Please Deku," Ochako seethed through gritted teeth at the slow pace that he'd chosen to take with her. Impatient for him to have her without any restraint, so much so she'd refused to allow him the chance to use a new piece of protection.
"Yes Ocha?" Feigning innocence at her tone in favour of drinking in how the softness of her legs contrasted the firm, toned muscle beneath. It was no secret that he held a special place in his heart for the brunette after all their years together, relishing every second was a must.
"This isn't a reward." Doing all she could not to lose all reason with him by grabbing at the comforter tossed against the headboard.
"Well you were a bit rude tonight, I love it when you show that side of you but Setsuna is still new." He was being truthful, when she'd texted she was bringing a friend over he'd expected just that. Not the newest hire.
Glancing at the woman that laid on her side next to them, still recovering from taking him all the way in one go. Her hair sprawled out over her face leaving only her weak grin visible, her chest rising and falling from her shaky breaths.
"But she looked so good, perched on you all pretty." Ochako pleaded her case desperately. "She just needed a little push is all, I swear."
Any argument that followed was interrupted by her moans as he finally moved in slowly. "Sadistic. Greedy. Willing to throw your own friends in harm's way just for your own wants." The cruel words describing the qualities she only showed when she was at her limits.
"How would your fans and supporters feel seeing this awful side of you? Knowing that their sweet and loving savior would do whatever it took just to get her fix of one man, even at the cost of other
"I just can't help myself." Embarrassed, she hid her glowing red face with her hands. Peeking up at him from behind splayed fingers. "Being with you after so long makes it hard to stop myself, and it's been such a long time."
"If you'd really wanted to have time with me you would've come alone, instead you brought someone I honestly didn't intend to sleep with." A half lie. One he wasn't too bothered to divulge. Pressing his hands against the mattress on both sides of her head, he leaned to look into those starry eyes he loved. "Why?"
"I missed our date." Her voice a quiet whisper, too ashamed at the admission to look him in the eyes as she answered. "You were so excited to spend the day together after all that planning and I rushed out without a second thought."
"Ah." A request for emergency help had come a week before the date for a flash flood that damaged a town and risked reaching further, one she'd accepted without hesitation to save what lives she could before it was too late.
For a moment he almost chuckled at the absurdity of it all if Ochako didn't look so guiltridden by the unfortunate timing of her work. His unintentional silence unsettled her as she tried to hold back the dampness of her eyes, pursing her lips to fight the tears.
"Then it can't be helped, I'll forgive your mistake even if it was a small one." There was nothing to forgive but it was no secret it was a point of pride to her. He pressed his forehead against hers, speaking softly.
Her eyes looked hopeful but scared of such a quick forgiveness. "I love you too much to be upset about."
Ochako broke after hearing him finally say those words, accidentally setting off her quirk in a failed attempt to hide behind her hands.
Losing the need for words he moved his hip back before burying himself again. Taking all the desires that came to his mind that night out on her from that moment on. Ochako's moans grew louder the more aggressive he became.
Unable to hold back her lips with his own, she grabbed at his curly hair as she was enthralled by the ruthlessness.
"Keep going, don't stop. Please. I don't care how long it takes, I just want to remember how you feel. I don't want to forget again." At her beck and call he obliged, holding himself back to make sure every minute would be worth her time. He lost count at how many times he felt her reach another orgasm, clawing at his back as she cried out his name again and again.
The stubborn threshold for him to reach his own was one few could ever handle without care. Ochako was the one he knew he could always count on to fill that role regardless of what stands in between them.
"I'm close," he whispered in her ear when he finally. Her legs immediately prevent any attempt for him to pull out as they ;latched onto him tight. Still having enough presence of mind to shake her head in refusal, not moving her face out of his shoulder.
Locked in place he came without a second thought, pressing into her as close as he possibly could pumping more and more of his seed inside. Refusing to let go until he was sure every drop was where it belonged.
Sitting back he appreciated the sight of her unraveled state. Her arm rested limp over her face as she panted heavily, doing what she took to ground herself in the haze she was helpless to fight against.
The rush he felt at seeing the twisted smile on her face was more than enough to set him off to go again. Knowing she was gambling her career just to carry a child was undeniable but one she welcomed regardless of the outcome.
"Looks like your break served you well." Setsuna looked caught off guard by his acknowledgement, expecting him not to notice her regain her senses in the heat of the moment and watch intently.
She leaned against him looking at Ochako enviously. "Guess it did, a darn shame you're probably all worn out by now. Was hoping you'd give me the full sign-on bonus after all this trouble."
Ochako let out a weak moan as he pulled out to display his still-erect manhood, wasting no time pinning Setsuna against the bed and resting the readied mast on her stomach.
"Believe me," The act of bravado sparking Setsuna's smirk to a wild look as she eyed the phallus laying on her with glee. "We're far from being done tonight, not until I make sure you enjoy your complimentary benefit package."
…
Breakfast at Izuku's was the only way to start a day.
Weeks of stale bread or cold cereal being her only options when she had to be out the door for another day at disaster relief.
Ochako hummed as she took another bite of her pancakes, her eggs still a bit too hot for her to enjoy. The soft dough mixed with the fruits and syrup enough to make her forget she'd ever eaten anything else before then.
Setsuna had no qualms devouring her portions despite how fresh off the pan they were, the helpings of sausage not being spared from her ravenous hunger.
For all the work and money, Deku loved to treat her to a nice meal whenever she'd spend time with him. Ensuring any old habits to avoid eating to save costs never returned.
Setsuna was not the type to limit herself on what she would treat herself to but he extended the same attentiveness to her too.
Swiping on her phone she looked through the catalog of photos she'd taken throughout the night. Favouriting the best shots for later and deleting the blurred errors.
It was no secret to Deku that she enjoyed collecting pictures of their moments. There were plenty of websites and shady people making cash off imitating pro heroes in unsavory acts, why not play into it but with some real standards?
Just at a premium price.
"Hmmmm, can you tell me if this is a little too stale?" The photo of her laying on the mattress ragged after her round with Deku, the shot flattering even if she was coated in sweat and his cum sprayed over her.
Setsuna whistled. "That's bold, very bold. When did you take these photos?"
"I'd say after the warm up, I got a collection going and wanted to weed out the bad shots."
"Got some of you too, check it out." She ravaged mess, a love drunk smile on her lips as she rode Deku again that night.
The woman turned red, the memories of posing for the salacious shots flooding back to her. The photos of them together were some of the best with how creative she was with Deku. And he loved a good quirk when it was put to use well.
"Oh don't be so shy, you're not the first to be in the a nice shot."
The photo was of a Itsuka in her old blue hero qibao, a heart shaped hole above her corset lovingly tailored to leave her ample chest free. Izuku's mast that lay over her face obscuring her eyes from the picture, a confident smile set across her lips.
"This ones my personal favourite so far." Ochako swiped to the next.
A close up shot of Itsuka, the focus of the shot being her neck banded with a personalized choker. Hooked under was a finger pulling roughly on the accessory to show off the metal emblem on the front.
Her grin wider, teeth biting into the corner of lips in a weak attempt to hold back her excitement. The depravity of the act beyond what she'd ever guessed she was capable of.
Then again she did see the faces she'd made looking at the camera a moment ago.
"Show and tell can wait girls, your breakfast is getting cold."
Setsuna stabbed onather sausage to chow on. "So you post these, and people pay a couple bucks to see them all?"
"Oh no, they pay serious cash to even see the home page. Probably a month's salary. I have a friend that make sure this stuff is locked tight for a few favours."
"Pretending I'm a look alike or some other excuse keeps any real heat off of me. If they're dumb enough to leak them, then again saving and screen shots are impossible to do there." God she love Mei's genius mind. Give her a little appreciation and she'll give you the moon.
Realizing she hadn't heard any response she looked to Setsuna. Her eyes honed in on her neck, finally noticing the choker around her neck. The hoodie she'd robbed from Deku too large to do much other than drape over her shoulder.
"Do I get one of those too?"
"Feeling left out?" Tapping her finger against the personalized leather band, not above flaunting her favourite accessory. "I'm sure Deku will let you have one if you stick around for more than one romp."
"Only when you're sure you want this, no pressuring dear." Deku chided her.
"And walk away from a stud like you? Fat chance."
"Then again it's not as serious as the tattoos."
Lifting the large hoodie there was the same emblem she'd seen on the choker on inked in pink her thigh.
"Tattoos?
"I have another but I'll show you later."
"Now I'm jealous, I've always wanted a tattoo but could never decide what dinosaur I liked best." Realizing how immature it'd sounded out loud.
"Just start with the era you like most and then work down to the list of periods." Izuku chimed in as he worked to finish his breakfast. "No rule says you can only get one."
"Still have your artist's number?"