27

Interlude

Izuku and Mina didn't know it but the spot they had snuck off to was the same spot where Kirishima and Bakugo were earlier drinking and talking. It was off to the side, in between one of the house walls and a neighbor's wooden fence, somewhat secluded but the vibrant lights and sounds of the party still reached them, and if someone wanted to find them it wouldn't be hard. Actually, the thought of someone walking in on them making out was a bit exciting for them.

Mina had leaned herself against the wall, her hands were clutching at the collar of his shirt pulling him closer, wanting to be completely pinned to the wall by him. He groaned at her unusually rough actions, attributing it to the alcohol he was able to taste from her. She was smooching him relentlessly, not giving him a chance to adjust properly, causing his drink to spill a little.

"Babe, slow down a little bit." He struggled to say in between the breaths he was able to catch.

"No," She mumbled as she also shook her head, sucking on his bottom lip, almost biting it. He tried to resist but started to cave to the intoxicating make-out, even wanting to add to it. He pulled away from her to sip a bit of his cup but she stopped him, grabbing the cup from his hands, "Wait, let me." She raised it to her lips, pouring some into her mouth, but didn't swallow. Instead, she pressed her lips to his, gushing the drink into his mouth, a few drops spilled, trailing down their mouths. The contrast of the cool liquid and her warm lips was a sensory overload and he couldn't take it anymore, scooping her, and holding up against the wall as he started to kiss down to her tender neck.

She moaned at the feeling of his possessive action, she locked her legs around his waist, clinging to his strong body as tight as she could, grinding her pelvis against him. Mina still had his cup and took a gulp. He took the cup back about to take a sip of his own until he realized it was empty, only getting a few drops. He looked inside the cup then at Mina. "Really, Babe?"

"Sorry." It was sheepish and barely apologetic, having a small giggle instead.

He rolled his eyes before taking her wet lips. "I'll just suck out what's left in your mouth." He joked as he kissed her.

"No, we can always get a refill!" She laughed as their make out went from liquored lust to endearing enjoyment of the other's company.

"We will in a bit. I just want to stay like this for a while. This is nice." Izuku stopped kissing her, turning their passionate embrace into a moment of cuddling, resting his head on her bosom.

"Okay." She whispered, playing with his bushy green locks of hair. "This feels like one of our nights." She sighed out with content. Those quiet moments she has started to share with Izuku were becoming some of her most treasured memories. It wasn't only because of the intense intimacy but also because of the contrast of the quiet moments that accompanied it. "Hey, Babe, did you bring any condoms?"

He let out an annoyed breath against her breast. "You killed the mood." He straightened himself up, "But I thought I felt a wrapper in your back pocket?"

"Yeah, but the ones you have are pink and cute!"

"Yeah, I brought one."

"Yaay!"