6

Endearing Ecstasy

The blanket of clouds had fragments of sunlight basking through the windows of her residence. The empty halls echoed with resounding movements in the living room. The aroma of the ozone before the rain crept inside. The tea set was left undisturbed on the coffee table with only her teacup slightly out of place due to her fingertips just grazing it.

The fingers that had touched the cup were now tracing his jawline. Her lips that would have tasted the tea were now meshing against his own lips. She was leaning on the couch's armrest with her ponytail sprawled over it. He had climbed on top of her. Her legs hugged around his waist, and his arms moving up and down her back as they continued to abuse the other's lips. Her skirt had ridden up her blouse giving it a messy spiral. His short tie had become loose, dangling around his neck like a collar that she pulled on, in an attempt to bring him closer. He inwardly groaned at the soft fabric feeling of her pantyhose rubbing up against his pants. Their bodies were moving in a harmonic rhythm with their music box figurines.

Their movements caused the couch to squeak and wobble as their weight continued to shift on the cushions. Although given that the couch was leather it was easily possible to slip and they got a little too excited that they accidentally fell off, landing on the floor in between the couch and coffee table. Their stumble had shaken the coffee table, spilling some tea, and caused the music box to close, ceasing all nosy that accompanied it.

It was in the silence that they realized what was happening.

Their lips slowly parted as their eyes both broke open, staring at each other. She was on top of him, straddling his hips, staring down at him. He was on his back looking up at her. Neither of them knew what to say or how to react, both having caught themselves in their emotions.

Momo's bosom was heaving up and down as she let out heavy pants, attempting a slight recovery from their heated actions. Her eyes had a misty glisten outlined by the skyless light coming through the window. Her slender fingers had a delicate grip along his jawline that had trailed down his neck to lay her palms over his chest, using it to support herself.

"Yaoyorozu, I'm... I-..." He let out breathlessly. He was trying to explain himself, but had trailed off, noticing that she was leaning back down to him. She was staring at his lips before their noses brushed, causing her attention to be caught by his emerald orbs. There was a hesitation in between their locked eyes as he inhaled and she exhaled, their breaths swirling into the intoxicating mix they both were tasting during their make out.

She tilted her face to the side as she pressed her lips against his, opening his mouth as they began to move up and down, against each other. They ignored the fact that they were classmates, that they were heroes in training, and that they were close friends. They were invested in the chemistry that was sparking in the air. The moment of calm that they had, to compose their thoughts, was thrown away as they delved deeper into their passion.

Their hands roamed the other's body, her blouse was untucked and his tie was undone. Her hair had the fluttering grace of cherry blossom petals. His green locks were a messy forest as her fingers combed through. Their bodies continued to move in sync even without the music box playing, although they kept bumping into the couch and coffee table due to lack of space.

As they repeatedly hit the table the tea tray would cutter clang. Izuku peeked open his eye, seeing that the tray was teetering on the edge, in the process of falling off. On instinct, Izuku activated full-cowling, using it to fly up with Momo. She let out a cute squeal having been caught off guard from the up-lift, reacting by securely wrapping her arms around his neck. Although not meaning to, Izuku did knock back the couch, coffee table, and tea set. It was a good thing the ceiling was high up or they would have crashed into it but they only reached halfway.

And they remained suspended in air with the full-cowling lightning radiating around them in a protective as if timelessly, aura.

"Midoriya, pardon but?" Only needing to say that to ask why he suddenly leapt high.

"S-Sorry Yaoyorozu. The tea was spilling and I didn't want you to get burned, a-and I didn't want to interrupt, er, what we were in the middle of." He looked away kind of embarrassed by his overreaction.

But he didn't expect her to let out a small fit of giggles. "Oh, Midoriya... That really is like you, isn't it?"

"Um, yeah?" He answered confused as he guided them down to their feet.

"Well, it doesn't matter," She let out that beloved sigh as she said, "Thank you for saving me."

If possible, it was a comfortable tension between them, neither of them knowing if the atmosphere was going to go back to their friendly conversation or their hormonal make out. They didn't know which one they wanted to go back to...

Tap... tap, tap. Droplets were beginning to appear on the windows as the gentle rain started to sprinkle along with the coming night.

He rubbed the back of his hair as he said it. "I guess it's getting late."

As dejected as she was she understood. "Yes, and the weather is getting less favorable. I don't want you to get sick."

"Th-Thanks, actually before I go, I should clean this mess I made up." Letting out a helpless chuckle.

She giggled along with a reply as she clasped her hands together. "It is appreciated and don't worry I'll help, of course."

After they finished cleaning the living room, Izuku got ready to leave. He was outside of the front door, facing her, who was inside, standing in the doorway. She was holding out the door as if looking like she wanted to invite him back in. He glanced at the weather before back at her.

They both were attempting to say goodbye.

"Um, can I keep walking you home?!" "If you want, you can call me, Momo!" They had both yelled out with closed eyes, using the only bravery they could muster.

They both opened their eyes, having heard the other. It was a stunned silence before she spoke up. She answered his question, as her legs shifted her weight nervously. She lifted her foot up to rub the back of her calf. "I'd like that!"

His eyes widened understanding what she meant. "Oh, really that's g-great. I can't wait to see you tomorrow, M-Momo!"

Her eyes widened realizing what he said. She stammered but attempted to reply as he started to take his leave. Her fingers twinkled back and forth as she waved. Her other hand was on the door as she began to close it but before she did she was able to squeak it out.

"Goodbye Izuku..."