Izuku woke up early. He could feel the sunlight hitting his faced. Slowly, he peeled his eyelids apart. His head hurt more than it ever had before. He groaned before trying to sit up. He was meant with resistance. Soft, warm, fleshy resistance. That didn't seem right. He instead opted to roll, pushing past the resistance he was feeling. He landed with a hard thud and grabbed the sheets of the bed he had just left, pulling himself into an upright position. His head was still pounding, but it was so much worse now that he had stood up and he really felt the need to throw up. He steeled himself, swallowing hard; this was no time to be hurling, he needed to gather himself.

Izuku shivered and looked down at himself. Naked. He was naked. That was normal right? Definitely sounded right. He busied himself with finding his clothes, discovering that they were scattered across the floor. He gathered them all up, and slipped into them, then he approached the dresser and opened it to pull out a change of clothes for his shower. He felt a strong urge to clean himself, and he figured it might help relieve some of the pain in his head. When the drawer was all the way opened, he was shocked to find it full of women's underwear. What the heck? These weren't his clothes.

These weren't his clothes. These. Were. Not. His. Clothes.

Wait a minute. This wasn't his room. He was in some bright pink room that didn't seem too familiar to him. He then looked to the bed. Poking out of the top of the comforter was a head of bright-pink hair adorned with a pair of horns. Oh yeah. He was in Ashido's room. Now he remembered. He had that fight with Ochaco, and then hit his head. Ashido brought him upstairs. Then they crawled into bed and went to sleep. Now here he was, looking for his clothes in his friend's dresser. A fruitless endeavor. He would just have to grab some clothes from his room after his shower.

Izuku opened the door and made his way to the nearest bathroom. He immediately went into a stall and started running the water. Once it was nice and hot, he got under it, letting it wash away the stress and confusion of the previous day. He sighed happily to himself. He could even feel some of the pain in his head subside. Was this what it felt like to be hungover? If so, he really didn't like it. He'd have to make sure to avoid drinking in the future. It didn't seem like something that would suit him anyways. Despite his hangover, he did feel very well-rested. Sleeping with Ashido had been a comforting and calming experience for him, he guessed.

Well, sleeping in the same bed as Ashido, not actually sleeping with her. He had been drunk, but he wasn't so far gone that he had accepted Ochaco's offer. So there was no reason to worry over whether or not he had gone that far with Mina. Or was there? She had been pretty drunk herself and even insisted on sharing the bed with Izuku. She crawled up next to him and snuggled into him. They had been so close. Did he sleep with Mina Ashido?! No. No, that wasn't possible. If it was, they would have been without clothing and Midoriya woke up fully clothed and ready for the day.

Wait. No he hadn't. He had to get his clothes off the floor. Oh god. They did sleep together didn't they?! This was bad. Very, very bad. Well, maybe not all that bad, but still. It was the principle! He had to know. Was it true?

Izuku quickly finished showering, dried himself off, and threw his clothes back on before rushing out of the bathroom and towards the elevator. He pressed the button several times, frantically. Yaoyorozu approached from behind, quirking her eyebrow at his admittedly strange behavior.

"Are you feeling okay, Midoriya? You look a little stressed." She sounded concerned for his wellbeing. And at this point, he was too. He could feel his anxiety boiling over. Quite literally the same day they had been told to not do anything of a sexual nature, he finds his way into another girl's bed. Just his luck. He realized it was probably also weird that he hadn't responded yet.

"Oh yeah. I'm perfectly fine Yaoyorozu. Absolutely nothing out of the ordinary has happened to me in the last 24 hours, haha!" He laughed awkwardly. His eyes shifted left to right. Did he look suspicious?

"So you regularly fight in public with girls? And you normally sneak around the girl's floor at this time of morning?" She emphasized her suspicion with a pointed gaze.

"Uhh…" The elevator chimed and slid open, allowing the two to enter. He had to think of something and fast! He was just digging himself a deeper hole to crawl out of later!

"I-I was just checking on Ashido. She helped me out last night and I just wanted to return the favor, so I came to check up on her." He felt like that would cover his bases well enough.

"Mhm." A very short response from his elevator companion. Was she still skeptical?! Oh god! Now she would go and tell everyone he was sneaking around the girl's floor early in the morning and everyone is gonna think he's some kind of creep. And he had given away that he was visiting Ashido, which just gave Yaoyorozu all the more fuel to use in her campaign against him.

Finally, the elevator stopped at his floor after what felt like an eternity. He sprinted out and down the hall before slipping into his room as quietly as possible; he didn't want to raise anymore suspicion than he already had.

His room. It was a sight for sore eyes. Izuku felt like he hadn't been in it in days, when in reality he was just here last night. But the relief of being in his sanctuary had to wait. He had very pressing matters to deal with. He walked over to his nightstand where his wallet sat. Nervously, he clutched the small leather object and opened its folds. He reached into the slit where he normally kept his card. He felt the familiar feeling of the thin holographic material; he inhaled sharply. This was it. The moment of truth. He was either about to put all his fears to rest or feed the fire an extra-large heap of fuel. He slid the card out of its slot, slowly bringing more and more of it into view.

Name: Mina Ashido

Born: 30 July 2000

Sex: Female

Eyes: Yellow

Hair: Pink

Status: L

Lost: Izuku Midoriya (16 August, 2016)

The card was accompanied by a picture of Ashido, smiling brightly like she always had. Izuku couldn't handle it anymore. He fainted on the spot.

Mina woke suddenly that morning. She remembered hearing her door shut rather loudly and then jolting upright. Before she laid back down, curling up rather comfortably. She reached across the bed in an effort to wrap herself around her sleeping companion once more, but instead she was met with emptiness. She felt her chest tighten a bit. Where had Izuku gone? Who was gonna keep her warm now? Instead of actively looking for an answer or solution, she opted to just wrap herself tighter in her blankets to try and fall asleep once more. And for a while, she did sleep again, dreaming of a rather steamy session of lovemaking between her and a certain greenette.

Just before the climax of her dream, her body decided it would be time to wake up again. Now she was tired, hungover, and horny. This just wouldn't do. She needed to resolve at least one of these issues right now, and she had a pretty good idea which one it would be.

Mina slid her hands down to where the waist of her pants and underwear should have been, only to find that no such garments were present on her body. She gasped and immediately went to her chest, feeling it was bare too. How had she fail to notice that she was naked?! Why was she naked?! Had Izuku seen her like this?! Of course he would have! They had just shared her bed the previous night!

Wait. She was naked and in bed with a boy. Did she…? Did they…? Oh god! Her head was spinning. Immediately her mind flashed back to the dream she was having. Was it really a dream, or actually just a recounting of the previous night's exploits? She sat upright rather quickly. Her hangover left her a bit dizzy, but that didn't matter right now. She hopped out of bed and ran to her dresser. She began to slide everything around on top of it, frantically searching for her wallet. Eventually her eyes settled on the small, pink, zip-up pocketbook that contained all of her personal documents and money. She unzipped it as fast as she could and flipped it to where her V Card would be.

Instead of her standard ID picture, she found a photo of Izuku Midoriya staring back instead, looking as awkward as ever. She quickly glazed over all the information.

Name: Izuku Midoriya

Born : 15 July 2000

Sex: Male

Eyes: Green

Hair: Green

Status: L

Lost: Mina Ashido (16 August 2016)

Sure enough, her name sat at the bottom. A permanent reminder that she had taken something from Izuku that could never be given back. She suddenly felt nauseous. Grabbing a nearby towel to cover herself, she sprinted to her door, threw it open, and made directly for the bathroom. She ran into the nearest stall and threw up into the toilet.

Mina had never been one to worry too much about anything, but this. This was something to worry about. Once she felt it was all out of her system, she flushed the toilet and left the stall and returned to her room. She grabbed her toothbrush and went back to clean herself up. As she brushed her teeth she thought of what Izuku might be going through right now. He was probably a scrambled mess. He was so timid and worrisome by nature, that he was probably berating himself for his actions at this very moment. Maybe he hadn't figured it out yet? She didn't want to get her hopes up though; he was a pretty smart guy and she didn't doubt that he had already deduced the situation for himself. Hell, he could just take on look at "his" card and he'd would know immediately. Finally, she finished brushing her teeth and washed her face with it. It was probably best that she go back to her room and get ready for a shower.

She didn't feel particularly disgusting, but she sure didn't feel too clean either. She started back for her room but she was stopped when she almost ran into someone at the bathroom entrance.

Ochaco stood in the doorway, clutching a shower caddy in one hand and a set of clothes in the other. She looked Mina up and down and spat at her with malice:

"What's got you looking so trashy, Mina?"

That was uncalled for.

"I'm just dealing with a really rough hangover. I should be better in a few hours." She smiled, trying to ignore the hateful look that Ochaco was giving her.

"Oh cut the bullshit Mina!" Why was she yelling so early in the morning? "I know what you did last night. I heard you and Deku! Every bit of it!" She was listening to them have sex? That was beyond weird.

Ochaco continued her tirade with a slew of poor impressions.

" 'Oh Izuku! Harder Izuku, please!' 'M-Mina! It feels so good!'" Mina was starting to get really uncomfortable. Not only had she been listening to them last night, but not she was retelling the experience for everyone in the hallway and bathroom to hear. She had to do something.

"You know what, Ochaco?! Shut up! I think that what I do in my free time is none of your business! So just shut up and leave me alone!" Mina pushed past the psychotic girl and rushed back to her room. Uraraka continued to utter lewd noises and phrases in horrible imitations of her and Izuku, but she ignored it. By the time she was beyond her door again, she was in tears. She leaned back against her room's entrance and slid down to the ground. She buried her head in her legs and wrapped her arms around herself.

If the whole floor didn't know from last night, they sure as hell knew now. That thought scared Mina. The teachers had just threatened them yesterday regarding their cards, and she had immediately gone and given hers away. Not just that, but she had taken Izuku's as well. Now they were both gonna get in so much trouble. She didn't even know what kind. It could be a simple slap on the wrist, or it could be as bad as expulsion. That simple manner of ignorance was enough to make her anxious. She hated feeling anxious. She hated feeling like this. So miserable. Why did she have to bring him back to her room last night? Why did her drunk mind think that would ever be a good idea? It would have been so much smarter to take him back to his room and leave when he woke up. But she didn't. And now she was suffering the consequences. She continued to cry until she eventually started to feel drowsy. She just hoped that Izuku was having a better time of things than she was. With that last thought, finally sleep claimed her once more.

Izuku woke up for the second time that day. His head hurt like hell. Did he hit it again? Maybe he should go get checked out by Recovery Girl. Wait. It was the weekend. She was likely off campus. So that was out of the question. He raised his head and looked around. He was on his floor, laying close to his bed and nightstand. How did he end up here? Oh yeah. He fainted.

He looked to the card that sat on the floor near him, no doubt cast aside in his decent into unconsciousness. Grabbing it and looking at it again, he was met with the bright smile of Mina Ashido. It was no longer his card. It was now "his" card. Sure, his name was on it, but now it was in a totally different context. His name now sat at the bottom, in the "Lost" category. It was accompanied by yesterday's date. A date he'd always remember and yet, he remembered almost nothing from the encounter. And that upset him.

Of course he was upset over the entire situation, but he was especially upset that he couldn't even remember his first encounter. Wasn't it supposed to be special for him? That was his intention in waiting. He wanted to make sure he'd remember the moment forever. Now his only reminder was Ashido's card. Was this how others viewed their partners' cards? He doubted that. A lot of people he had met in the past had only fond memories of their first experiences. Leave it to his luck that he was put in a situation where he would be robbed of those memories. Just another kick to the ribs from fate. He grimaced. He was never going to be able to show his face around his classmates again. How could he be sure they didn't know?

Suddenly, his stomach growled. He had been so caught up in his panic this morning that he had neglected to find something to eat. And by now the common room would definitely be packed with his peers. He swallowed hard; this was a tough decision: hide in his room and starve or go downstairs to eat and potentially get caught. Hiding and starving sounded pretty good right now.

Izuku prepared to curl up under his covers when his stomach groaned once more. He sighed in defeat and decided that if he was quick enough, he could probably avoid contact with most everybody. He slid "his" card back into his wallet and pocketed it before grabbing his phone and slipping through his door quietly. He quickly made his way to the elevator and called it to his floor. It opened and Izuku was relieved to find it completely empty. He hopped in and pressed the button for the first floor and waited patiently while the doors shut.

Once he was on the first floor, he made for the kitchen. He could see a decent amount of class 1A sitting in the living area. They were watching some show that he couldn't quite catch a glimpse of. Not that he cared anyway. He was only here to satisfy his stomach's need for food before he would return to his room to hide away until his next meal time. What had his life become?

Izuku reached into one of the lower cabinets and pulled out a pan and set it on the stovetop. He dialed the heat up to medium heat and walked over to the fridge. Grabbing a carton of eggs and some leftover rice, he set about making a simple dish of eggs and rice. As soon as he shut the door though, he garnered the attention of one of his classmates: Asui.

"Ribbit. Hello Midoriya." After she greeted him, so too did the others in the room, though no one else really shifted their attention away from the TV.

"Uh, h-hey Asui." He waved.

"I told you, ribbit. Call me Tsu."

"S-Sorry." He never remembered to call her that, and he wasn't sure why. But today, it slipped his mind simply because he was distracted. Trying hard to keep from drawing too much attention to himself.

"Say Midoriya?" She prompted him.

"Yeah, Tsu?"

"Why were you showering in the girl's restroom this morning, ribbit?" Izuku's blood ran cold and his face went ghostly white. Shit! He hadn't even considered that someone else may have seen him this morning. He thought he lucked out when it was just Yaoyorozu, but now it was coming out that Asui had seen him too! He was so royally screwed!

"I-I slept on Ashido's floor last night. I was so disoriented when I got up that I thought I was in the boy's showers. S-Sorry Tsu, I didn't mean to disturb you." He bowed apologetically. That was the best lie he could come up with on the spot.

"Oh. Okay, ribbit. It's fine. Just pay more attention next time."

No one seemed to be too suspicious. What a relief. He could finally ease up a bit and maybe eat in peace. He went back to preparing his breakfast and found himself drifting to thoughts of last night. He could only wonder what it had been like. Had they taken it slow and sensual? Or did they go rough? How did it feel? Was it good?

He supposed that last one didn't matter too much. They had both been pretty drunk and odds are they hadn't been focusing very hard on that aspect. But he wanted so badly to know what had happened. Maybe Mina knew something? But how could he just approach her and ask about that? He imagined she was just as torn up about all of this as he was, and that thought wasn't very comforting for him. He paused his thinking; his rice and eggs looked like they were ready. He pulled the pan off the stove and set the food on a plate. He carried it to the countertop and busied himself with scarfing it down. In the distance he heard the elevator open and the sound of footsteps accompanied it. The footfalls stopped; they sounded like they stopped close to him. He looked up and to his left. He immediately started choking on the bite he had just placed in his mouth.

Ochaco Uraraka stood not 10 feet away from him. Her arms were crossed and her lips were pursed. She was glaring at him and he could feel himself shrink under her gaze. In his haste to find out the truth of last night's escapades, he had completely forgotten about his and Ochaco's drunken fight from earlier in the evening. She opened her mouth to speak and he felt his anxiety from earlier returning full-force.

"So you turn me down cause you're 'saving 'yourself for the right person,' but then you go and screw the first floozy who shows you some attention?!" She went straight to the point. Obviously she had no intention of mincing words. Izuku tried to say something, but was cut off before he could utter a single sound.

"Not to mention, a virgin floozy! So it was because I was 'used' then, huh?!" She outlined the word used with air quotes.

"Well you know what? I think you're a real scumbag, Izuku Midoriya. Stay out of my way from here on out, okay?" Her voice was low; she sounded choked up. He could see her eyes were tearing up, but he wasn't really convinced. He had seen a glimpse of the real Ochaco the night before and now he knew she was just putting on an act for the others. Still, the damage had been done. Now he looked like the asshole. And that's what would stick with his classmates. He could hear murmurs amongst them.

"Midoriya slept with some random girl?"

"That is so unmanly."

"What a jerk."

Other harsher things were uttered, but Izuku chose to ignore them. Looking down at his plate, he realized he had only gotten a third through his breakfast before he lost his appetite. He packaged up his food and slid it into the fridge. Then he cleaned his dishes, before quickly making his way out of the common area and back into the elevator. He looked at the button panel and found himself torn. Floor 2 or Floor 4? He really wanted to press 2 and go hide in his room; he had already endured a sufficient amount of social pressure today. But he found himself pressing 4 instead. It would probably give him some peace of mind to make sure Mina was okay.

The doors closed in front of him and he was soon back where it all started. Well, almost. He was standing in front of Mina's door, psyching himself up to knock on her door. After a moment, that's just what he did.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Nothing. He tried again, determined to make sure she was okay.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Who is it?"

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Mina wasn't sure how long she'd been asleep this time, but if she was sure of one thing, it was that it wasn't enough. She just wanted to curl up and sleep forever. But now her sleep was being interrupted. Who the hell was knocking on her door right now? Maybe she could just ignore it and they would go away.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

The knocking came again. She sighed.

"Who is it?"

"Uh, Ashido. It's Midoriya. I wanted to make sure you were okay." Midoriya! Oh god! She was not ready for that. What was she supposed to say?

"I-I know things are weird now, after we you know… But, I just want to make sure that you're okay. So please, can I come in?"

Mina hopped up and unlocked the door. She opened it just wide enough to get a peek of the boy. Sure enough, it was Izuku in the flesh. He smiled. It was his usual, awkward smile. Her chest suddenly felt warm and she flushed; his smile always seemed to have that effect on her. Now it was amplified by the fact the just happened to be the boy she shared her fist time with. She backed up, bringing the door with her. It opened just wide enough for him to slip through before she returned it to its natural resting space.

Izuku turned around to face her and immediately flushed bright red. He turned back around. Mina was confused. What was wrong? She looked down and realized she was still in just a towel. She had never gotten around to showering and getting dressed.

"Um. Midoriya, do you mind waiting here while I go shower real quick? I never got the chance earlier today, and I'd rather not be so gross while we sit and talk." He simply nodded in response without turning to meet her gaze. Clearly, he was still embarrassed. She grabbed a set of underwear and clothes and made her way to the showers. She started the water and without waiting for it heat up, jumped straight into the downpour.

Mina shivered violently as the cold water pelted her skin. She didn't necessarily enjoy cold showers, but they did keep her thoughts from straying to more unsavory places. And apparently that was more difficult for her as of late. She reached for the shampoo and began to lather her hair and scrub her scalp. She hummed in pleasure; the water had just begun to get to a comfortable and combined with the feeling of her scalp being massaged, she found a lot of her stress and sadness pushed to the wayside. Instead, she thought of Izuku.

She was so appreciative that he had come to check on her. She was really shocked of course, but the gesture was nice. She wasn't sure when it had started, but at some point during their time here at UA she had developed feelings for the green-haired boy. It obviously wasn't her intention to sleep with him the night before, but she'd be lying if she said that the thought hadn't crossed her mind. In fact, she was hoping that the party would have given her an opportunity to get closer to him. And in a way, it did. She just somehow managed to skip every step between "Greeting" and "Sex". She was honestly a bit ashamed. At first she had felt like she had taken advantage of him, just like Ochaco had tried to do the same night, but she quickly realized that the both of them were so inebriated, that neither could have given the other a clear answer on consent. So she resolved not to blame herself.

Mina did wish she had a clearer recollection of the night though. From the way Ochaco described their cries, it sounded like their encounter had some modicum of passion to it. But how much of that was real? Did Izuku feel that way about her? She knew she felt that way for him, but it was a scary thought to her: the thought that he might not return those feelings. She thought back to all the fantasies she had concocted of the two together. She was reminded in particular of one of her favorites: the two would somehow find themselves in the shower. Izuku would push her up against the wall and bombard her with kisses in all manner of lewd places, before he would ultimately push his way inside of her, sending waves of pleasure through her.

Just thinking about her made her feel aroused. She paused for a moment to consider before she decided that she deserved some manner of satisfaction today. Her hand snaked its way down her body, tracing a unique pattern along her smooth, pink skin. It continued its decent until her fingers arrived between her legs. She began to move her fingers in tight, circular motions, moaning and grunting in pleasure anytime she found a spot she particularly liked. She began to imagine that it was his fingers doing the work. He had her pinned to the wall, whispering into her ear all the ways he would bring her to the edge this time. He would press just a little harder. She gasped aloud before sliding her ring and middle fingers into her slit slowly. Her body shivered once more and she returned to thinking of Izuku. He started slow, gently kneading the inner walls of her pussy before bringing it to a more vigorous and sloppy in-and-out motion. She squirmed in his grasp as he brought her closer and closer to climax. When he was sure she was close, he pulled his fingers out and began to make circular motions on her pearl. She could no longer handle it. She cried out in pure bliss as she felt her body convulse and contract in pleasure.

Mina slid down the wall and sat down. She was panting. The warm water slowly washed away the slippery substance coating her hand and inner-thighs. She could still feel the tail end of her orgasm; it was nice to finally have some satisfaction. Quickly, she finished cleaning herself and cut off the water. She dried off and dressed herself before heading back to her room. She opened the door and was met with Midoriya sitting on her bed.

That's right! She had almost forgotten that he was here. Him. The boy she had just fantasized about and masturbated to.

She couldn't believe herself. Couldn't it have at least waited until after he had left?

"You were gone a while. Is everything okay?" She turned and looked at her alarm clock. It had been about 25 minutes since she left.

"Uh, yeah. I just had some extra dirty thoughts—AH, spots I had to rub—SCRUB!" He looked really confused for a moment, before his expression morphed into a smile. There was that warm feeling in her chest again.

"Oh, okay." He didn't say anything else for a while. They sat in silence, looking at each other.

"Listen, Mina, about last night…"

"Yeah?" She didn't want to get her hopes up, but she had to know how he felt about it.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" That didn't make any sense. He had nothing to apologize for. Neither of them did.

"Things have just been such a mess. And it's all happened in the last 24 hours. I can't help but feel like it was my fault. If I hadn't have gone to that party last night, we wouldn't be here right now. I wouldn't have hit my head. I wouldn't have ended up in your bed. And we wouldn't have…" He tapered off at the end. He didn't seem comfortable saying it out loud. That upset her a bit. She had resolved that she had no regrets regarding their "after party" affair, but Izuku still had reservations about it.

"That's bullshit and you know it! There's no way you could've know any of that would happen. And besides, did you forget that I'm the one who put alcohol in the punch? If anyone's at fault for this, it's me." The guilt was coming back. She could feel it pressing down on her lungs' her breathing became very shallow.

"N-No. Don't blame yourself. It was definitely not your fault. If anything, it was mostly Uraraka's fault." They shared a laugh at that. Mina supposed that she could blame Ochaco and be okay with it; the Gravity user hadn't exactly been too kind to her lately, so she had no qualms over blaming her.

"Okay. I think I can get behind that." They continued to laugh for a bit longer before settling into silence again. Izuku looked like he had something he wanted to say, but he wouldn't. Mina decided she'd try to coax it out of him.

"Is something wrong Izuku?" She decided shed use his given name as he had been doing with hers. She felt it established a nice level of familiar comfort between them, something they both needed now.

"I… Well… M-Mina, do you remember any of last night?" He rushed to get to the last word and his face turned beet red. He was adorable. But that did confirm her suspicions: he also had no memory of last night.

"No, I actually don't. I'm sorry. I know your first time is supposed to special Izuku. I'm sorry that I can't help you remember it." Mina frowned. She was being genuine. She was very sorry she couldn't help him remember their first time, but she was admittedly pretty upset she couldn't remember it herself. Why the hell did she ever think it was a good idea to get everyone drunk? Her whole plan for the party was a wash, and not a single good thing had come from it yet. And now she had hurt the one boy she had ever felt any really string romantic feelings for. But then she had a thought, a dark thought. Well, maybe not necessarily dark, but just an all-around bad idea.

"I might not be able to help you remember your first time Izuku, but I can give you a second." She grinned devilishly at the greenette, eagerly awaiting his response.

"I-I… Uh, I don't know Mina. T-That doesn't sound like a great idea."

"Come on. We've already traded cards. At this point there's nothing to lose. We're already going to get in trouble for the first time. We might as well enjoy another while we can, right? Anyways, don't you want to know what it was like?" She approached him, grabbing his shoulders and gazing up into his eyes. She already knew the answer, but she wanted to put on a little show for him.

"Come on Izuku. I know you want to. I do too." Mina slid her hands from his shoulders down to his hands and took them in her own. She pulled him along with her until she felt her bed hit the back of her legs. She swapped places with him and pushed him down onto the bed.

She wasted no time in crawling on top of him and straddling his hips. He grunted in pleasure as she gently ground her hips against his. Mina leaned down and met his lips with hers, pressing her entire body against his. She was eager to feel him against her. She had thought about it so many times before, and now it was right there in front of her. Suddenly, she was surprised by Izuku pushing his way into her mouth with his tongue. She hummed in delight and began to fight his tongue with her own. A few moments later, they separated and Mina sat back up. She grabbed his hands and guided them to the hem of her shirt. Taking the hint, he pulled the garment up and over her head. Next, he took it upon himself to reach for the clasp of her bra. After a couple second of him fiddling around, he seemed to get in undone. She blushed lilac as her chest became bare for him to see.

Mina grabbed Izuku's hands and lay them to rest on her boobs. She groaned when he gave them a gentle squeeze. He kneaded them in his hands for a bit longer, before bringing his thumbs down to flick gently against her nipples. She moaned in ecstasy, relishing the stimulation of her chest. He then adjusted to gently rolling each nipple between his thumb and index finger, continually sending waves of pleasure down her spine. She leaned back down to kiss him once more, moaning in delight anytime he applied light pressure to her nipples.

When she pulled away again, his right hand slipped behind her back and held her in place. Slowly, he slid it down to her butt, giving it and quick squeeze. He used his new positioning to move Mina forward until his face was level. He then took her left nipple in his mouth and began to alternate between sucking, licking, and blowing. He tried anything he could to get a reaction out of her. Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore. She pulled her boob from his mouth and sat up, making sure to grind extra hard against his now prominent member.

Mina unbuttoned and unzipped her shorts. She got off of Izuku for a moment, causing the boy to whimper lightly. She pulled her shorts down and was about to pull her underwear down too, when he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into his lap. She could feel his hardness against her butt, and it was driving her crazy, but soon he had her attention elsewhere. He began planting small kisses on her neck while his hands rubbed firm circles in her inner-upper-thighs, slowly moving closer and closer to her prize. After a couple seconds of teasing, he slid his hand into her underwear and began to rub at her slit. He switched between calm, gentle strokes and intense rubbing. Her mind was numb. Every now and then, he'd graze her clit and she would feel her body spasm in response. She could feel it on the horizon now. She was getting there, but this wasn't how she wanted to get there. She was being selfish and hoarding all his attention.

Mina slid off his lap and began to tug at his shorts. He joined in immediately and helped pull them off rather quickly. His underwear followed soon after, as did hers. She pushed him onto his back before positioning her snatch above his head and herself above his member. They wasted no time in going down on one another, Midoriya eagerly lapping at her slit's slick juices while she bobbed here head up and down. The only sounds emanating from the room now were quiet moans of bliss and the wet, sloppy sounds of oral sex.

She could really feel it. She was even closer this time. Every single stroke from Izuku's tongue pushed her further and further. Her body began to twitch more and more with each passing second. She could feel Izuku thrusting lightly beneath her; he must be close also. She continued her work until she felt herself reach her limit.

Mina's legs convulsed as she gripped Izuku's head tightly with her thighs. She groaned loudly, feeling the familiar, rippling pleasure of orgasm like she had earlier. As she did though, she continued to move her head up and down until she felt him reach his climax as well. He groaned loudly too, but it was muffled by her pussy being pressed into his face. She climbed off of him and he gasped for air.

They wasted no time in continuing. Neither was ready to stop where they were. Mina tugged at his member until it was hardened once again. She turned herself around until she had him position right outside her slit. They both shuddered in anticipation before she sat down on him, slowly enveloping his length. She cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure and Izuku pulled her down and pressed his lips into hers. They embraced, holding each other tightly as Mina slowly took his entire length in. Once they were settled and she was comfortable to continue, Mina began to bounce on him. Their hips making contact in a rhythmic manner, making a meaty slapping noise each time they did. She panted harder with each cycle of up and down. Every so often, Izuku would buck his hips and push just a little deeper than normal; she would only moan louder when he did this. They had complete disregard for who heard them, they're only focus was on the other. Their passionate embrace continued on until Mina felt the pressure starting to build once again.

"M-Mina. I-I think I'm gonna…"

"M-Me t-too Izuku. Don't stop, please." She could barely get the words out. She went down and wrapped her arms around him again. Izuku took it as a sign to take control. He wrapped his arms around his back and began to thrust harder and faster. Mina could only cry out unintelligibly in between gasps of air. She was almost there. Right on the cusp. Just a little more. Almost. There.

"Ahhhh!" She cried out loud as she felt her walls squeeze Izuku's member tightly. He brought her in for another kiss and he finished thrusting a few more times.

Mina felt herself fill with a warm sensation. She felt her body convulse a few more times before she popped off Izuku. The sensation of him leaving her now felt foreign, but she imagined that feeling would pass.

They said nothing in the moments following, simply maintaining eye contact.

Mina grabbed the covers and pulled them up over the two of them. They kissed a few more times. She pulled Izuku close and snuggled up to his nude form.

They drifted off to sleep in one another's arms, completely oblivious to the text they had received from their Homeroom Teacher, Mr. Aizawa.

'Class 1A. Meeting in the common room. 7 pm.'