Mei found herself laying prone, blood rushing in her ears and the world seemingly composed of rosy hues. The only sensation she was aware of aside from the hazy warmth that encompassed her was a heavy desire.

She glanced around, feeling vulnerable, and found the one person who could make her feel safe.

Towering over her, the warmest smile she'd ever seen plastered on his face, was Izuku.

She attempted to speak to him, but found that no words escaped her as she raked her eyes down his exposed body. The ache pulsed accentuating every pause in her eyes' course down the man's exceptionally muscular body.

There was a want, a need .

Izuku took his time, walking toward her and bringing her into a kiss, his hands cupping her face, bringing her lips to his gently.

Mei's world went pink and she found her ache subsiding and a pleasant tingling replacing it. The sensation rippled through her body, up from between her legs, echoed by her breasts as his body pressed against them, just like when she pushed them against his back in the shower. There was a satisfaction here that she hadn't felt before, but at the same time, she craved more and more.

Izuku was above her, his face screwed into concentration, eyes nearly glowing with adoration for her. She could just feel the sensation of his muscles working, but she couldn't figure out what he was doing.

But by all the goddesses of technology she never wanted him to stop.

In the corners of her mind she was aware of herself begging him to continue whatever it was that he was doing, a keening cry that kept rising in volume until she felt the intensity ramping higher and higher. In response, she cried along, body twisting and thrashing until she felt hands on her shoulders.

They were his hands. She knew they were, they were so strong and safe and warm...

She cried out for more.

"-ei!"

Izuku...

"Mei!"

My Zuku…

"Mei wake up!"

Her squirming against him had woken him up, body on high alert at the labored breathing his senses picked up upon consciousness.

His eyes latched onto the panting moaning mess that was Mei, flushed face and rubbing against him in her sleep.

Brain still groggy from sleep, he didn't think of the implications as she started moaning his name. Hand latching against her shoulder and shaking her lightly, trying to wake her up from her 'nightmare.'

After a beat, her eyes snapped open, hazy with something as she panted, looking like she had run a marathon. "I- its- god it's back," she whined, voice barely above a whisper." It feels so much worse."

Izuku was panicking, but the parts of his brain that were waking up were on overdrive, he could feel his own breath getting deeper, skin feeling almost tight. "A-are you ok? Should I call Recovery Girl?"

"Zuku- it's aching- It's aching so bad…" her breath hiked as she gently squirmed against his side, thighs rubbing against each other, her head against his shoulder "It's- it's never been this bad before…"

"Y̡ou- YOU̞ WO̫KE̪ HER ̡U̙P̫!?" Nana screamed in his head "She̡ ̝wa̳s̮ ̨h̞avin̠g͙ ͕a̱...̲ s̤h͔e̥ was ̘h͖avi̗ng̝ a͉…" He could feel her gulp.

...Oh- Izuku's mouth suddenly felt too dry to function and he darted his tongue out, licking his parched lips. "You- Mei are you-"

Her dazed eyes locked onto his "Fix it- fix it, Izuku- please ."

He gulped.

"I- if you want me to- I can-" he mumbled, tongue feeling like lead in his mouth.

"Please!" Mei begged once more, hands over his chest, gripping over what she could. "Do what you can."

He paused at the silent mewl his girlfriend let out, confused and aroused beyond belief.

"O-Ok I'll I'll do my best."

The moment his hand caressed her shoulder she moaned, the sensation that was so familiar now so alien and so exciting. The ache left in waves as he rolled her under him, straddling her waist as his piercing green eyes looked down on hers.

She was happy, face splitting to a smile even with the small moans escaping her lips. "It's- It's better now…"

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked tenderly, looking scared to move.

She shook her head, pink locks covering the bed at the motion.

He gulped and nodded and response, hand ghosting over her skin again. She just wanted him to touch her again. "Tell me if you want me to stop."

Then, he touched her again, her back arching into the contact desperately as his hand pressed against her stomach, slowly pulling up his T-shirt off of the area. His other hand snaking under it and rubbing over the exposed skin so gently. She had to bite her lips to stop moaning again.

Then, the t-shirt was bunched up on her torso, her breasts free to tingle with the cold of the night.

She barely remembered that Izuku hadn't seen her naked, but from the look on his face, she knew he wouldn't forget.

Somehow that made her tingle more.

"You are beautiful…" he breathed out, hands slowly raking their way up to her exposed bosom. "C-Can I?"

He had leaned down slightly, instinctually. His breath against the skin of her breasts felt like jolts of pleasure striking right against her spine. She wanted him to touch them, her back arching again, just to get a little closer to his mouth, his warm breath.

"Yes," she moaned out, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as her eyes squeezed shut and she savored his touch, his hot breath across her skin. "Please…"

As his hands touched the area, her legs jolted under her, thighs snapping together as the feeling of pleasure overrode her senses, body twitching at the over stimulation.

She couldn't even hold back her moans as she felt something hard and hot pressed into the skin on her stomach, the heat radiating through her core, where his- his…

Oh… That's…

She looked down at the source of heat and her mouth fell open.

"Zuku," she said hazily, still not quite believing, "It's huge."

The head of his rod was pushing against her, the fabric of his elastic shorts barely holding it back straining hard enough that Mei knew that those shorts would never be the same again. The heat spreading across her skin, the empty feeling she was feeling with pulsing more and more, she could feel something on her start to fill with blood too.

She felt hot on her lower lips.

Then his finger strayed too close to the bundle of nerves on her breasts, erect and aching much like their counterpart on her lower body.

Izuku paused, looking like he was arguing with himself internally.

Then his head leaned further down, breath against her nipple, eyes on her face to see if she had any objection.

She didn't.

His tongue slowly poked out, and with a delicate press, gave her an experimental flick on the nipple.

She felt her insides twitch as her breath hitched, heat pooling up in her core. "M-more~"

Izuku complied, lapping his tongue around her sensitive button, causing her insides to twist so pleasantly.

Managing to get control of her hands, she reached out and grabbed his head, pulling it closer. Pushing his lips and face harder against her breast in an attempt to get more of the sensation, to bring her to the end of the road her body was leading down. Her legs finding enough grip to raise her hips up, giving her space to flex her hips, rubbing her soft skin along his hot and heavy rod, the member brushing against her stomach and chest sending sparks up to her brain in all of the best ways.

Izuku groaned against her breast at the sensation, the vibrations of it feeling so damn good.

Then her legs lost their strength as the wet feeling of his mouth locked around her nipple, sucking on it lightly. She felt light-headed, lungs burning in her chest as she started to hyperventilate. But… "It still feels so empty... down there…"

Izuku's ears all but twitched at her whine, his eyes, now swimming with lust, locking onto hers. She moaned at the look he was giving her. He pulled back from her nipple, tugging at it with his teeth softly as he did so. "I can help."

She didn't even know his voice could get so husky.

His head dived back onto her nipple and she whined, thinking that was the only thing he was going to do.

Then she felt his other hand on her thigh, then she felt it pull her whole body up as he shifted, moving until he was sitting under her, back arched as kept his mouth and lips where they were, drawing more gasps from her lips.

For a second his massive length ground against her thighs and around her core, the emptiness throbbing in response to the stimulation. The huge rod rubbing along her skin was driving every sense into overdrive, the heat from him melting her insides. She felt more warmth from inside than she ever had. The fact that the head of rod was rubbing above her navel didn't fully register with her. It just drove the desire and heat even higher. He adjusted again, picking her up with his powerful arms. Then she felt it between her buttocks. She wanted to whine for him to do that again; but didn't get the chance, as his hand caressing her lower stomach caused her to moan heavily again.

Then it trailed down, and down…

She gasped when his hand hit her womanhood, fingers tracing over her hooded clit. Her whole body convulsed, and the heat in her stomach felt like it was going to explode. The feeling passed as soon as it arrived, the ache of emptiness growing in its stead.

Then his finger ground against and pushed into the opening.

She shuddered, pleasure flooding with the sensation. A simple 'fuck' escaping her lips.

He pulled his head back, eyes locked onto her face like he wanted to etch her face into his memory.

Then his finger pushed in fully, fingers warm and hot as he dragged it against the inside of her.

For a moment her brain stopped everything, white-hot pleasure blowing every fuse she had as the feeling of emptiness transformed into the enrapturing feeling of being full, her mouth dropped open in a silent scream of pleasure.

Then it flickered and her mind started working again, her eyes looking onto him, a small smile and a flushed face. He looked drunk.

Seeing her in such intense pleasure had intoxicated him.

She felt herself clench at the thought, inner walls rubbing against his inserted finger. It felt wonderful.

Her eyes dropped down, looking at his hand on her crotch, feeling the connection. She would've ground herself against him if she could feel her legs.

Then instead of making her feel even better by moving it, he pulled it out completely, she whined at the loss, eyes tracing their way back up to his face-

"You are so wet…" he breathed out, rubbing his fingers against each other as he held them up, gleaming with a sticky wetness, then parting them to let her see the liquid stretch between the digits like a spiders web. Was that what was making her feel so sweaty down there- it looked like lubrican-

Her brain shorted out again as he slowly licked his finger, lips smacking silently as he tasted the weird liquid.

Grinning down at her, cheeks flushed bright red and grin sheepish and eager, he leaned in and whispered to her. "It tastes better than I imagined."

Her face felt like it was burning. Izuku was always hot but now- now she couldn't describe it.

It was like comparing a candle to the Sun.

She looked at him like he was the only thing important to her, and he responded with a similar look, licking his lips. "Mei- can I taste you directly?"

She nodded slowly.

His strong arms wrapped around her torso, and she was lifted off the bed. He turned around, leaning against the headboard as he sat back down, then her head was back on the soft surface, next to his… throbbing…

She couldn't think about anything else as her gaze settled on it, even as her thighs were hoisted around his head, arms locked around her hips. To keep her in place and comfortable.

"Can I touch it?" she moaned feeling his breath against her core.

His tongue brushed against her entrance and she shuddered at the sensation, the heat in her stomach reaching a boiling point.

She felt his tongue criss-cross over her mound, jolts of electricity spasming throughout her.

Then she noticed the weird paths he was taking.

He was spelling out the kanji for yes.

She had trouble getting her arms to work with the sensations Izuku was supplying her with, but managed to grab a hold of it in the end.

The warm, pulsing rod felt so tantalizing under her grip, and the grunt it had elicted from Izuku was more than worth the effort. "W-wha-" she moaned again, cutting herself short as his tongue pushed into her folds, filling her again. "What… what should I do?" she finally managed to pant out, her hand gripping the girth softly almost feeling his heartbeat through it, even with his pajama shorts covering it. It filled her grip perfectly.

He hummed in consideration, a shiver running up her spine at the stimulation, then without decoupling from her core one of his arms uncoiled from her thigh, hand gripping onto the hen of his shorts and tugging it down. She let go, letting him pull the garment down to his thighs, releasing his-

"Wow…" she breathed out, even with the flood of pleasure from her lower body, her brain still took the time to take his shape in, her hand touching it tentatively again.

It felt so warm.

A part of her wanted it inside her, the size of it giving her pause. Another part wanted to tighten against it as she had done with his finger. Yet another wondered if he would feel as good as she did if she licked it like he was doing right now.

Her curiosity came to an end as his hand wrapped around hers and started moving it up and down his length, the gentle vibrations of him groaning against her.

Making him feel that good got her feeling even warmer. "Does it feel good?" she asked, as she continued jerking him off slowly, his hand wrapping back around her thigh and pulling her even closer. Her response wasn't a hum, but a deep-throated groan. The motion made her entire body vibrate, and spasm in pleasure.

The heat was getting unbearable at this point. It was like she had wound a spring too tight, the tension and friction turning the metal red hot- soon it would snap in glorious release. The thought of release sounded so good, just it alone sending another shiver throughout her body, her stomach muscles spasming slightly in response. But, was he feeling the same?

She wanted him to feel the release too.

One hand reached up to his head, managing to cling onto the green mop of hair and tug at it to get his attention, one eye locking on hers over her mound capped with her pink bush. She breathed harshly, trying to convey how good she was feeling without the words she could no longer even mouth out.

The spark in his eyes told her he understood, darting to her hand then back at her face.

She sped up her hand in response, his groans grew louder in response and something started to leak from the tip, clear yet sticky with each pump of her hand.

She wanted to lick it.

She looked at him and he nodded the best he could while pleasuring her the best he could with his tongue.

She leaned over and lapped at his tip, tasting him for the first time. The emptiness faded and turned to pleasure again, reverberating with each lick, each stroke.

Then the spring snapped.

Her lifeless legs twitched to life, trashing against his head as the heat pulsed, her muscles responding to each pulse with a contraction, her whole body shaking apart in the most glorious fashion, leaving her panting and content as Izuku refused to stop stimulating her insides, his tongue getting pinched by her inner musculature.

When the sensation ended, the empty feeling was gone. Her eyes focused again slowly and she saw that white liquid had covered her hand, thick, heavy, warm…

She pulled it close and sniffed at it.

She didn't recognize it in any fashion, but her body did, the empty feeling returning full force.

She listened to her urges and licked it off her hand, eying up the rod in front of her.

It pulsed at her gaze, tip leaking out more of the molten hot substance she was lapping up.

More…

Her breath hitched as Izuku started lowering her thighs, his hair tickling her thighs.

He was panting, looking at her like she was a goddess. Emptiness throbbed harder.

Finally, her voice returned.

"-ore- I want more… Izuku." Her eyes were hungry, they had to be with how much she was wanting it. Her hand latched onto his girth and pumped it again, lathering it with the white substance he was leaking "I- I want this inside me- I want to feel full."

He looked lost for words for a second and gulped, thinking about it. She just kept staring at him hungrily.

"...It might hurt," he mumbled finally, one hand reached down to her shoulder and pulled her torso up.

Her vision fluctuated slightly, her brain not having enough blood with how much of it had spread through her skin, making her flush and oh so warm again. "I want it," she repeated again, she would've moved to set herself up but her legs still felt like jelly.

"...I want it too," he breathed out, his face level with hers "I want it..." he shook his head "Ok- Ok, just tell me if it hurts."

Mei nodded and shivered at his touch as he wrapped an arm around her torso, supporting her under her armpits as he pulled her up and against him, one hand on her leg for support. "Can you aim… it at the hole ?"

She nodded again, one hand spreading herself- god that felt good - while the other wrapped just under his slick tip.

She was leaking onto him. Hope he liked the sensation.

Then he slowly started to lower her, the feeling of the heat radiating off him making her whine with anticipation. The whine was cut off by a moan as his huge tip pressed against her core, hands losing their grip on both organs.

It slipped out, hitting her engorged nub, causing her to scream out with pleasure. The wound spring almost breaking prematurely.

He panted against her clearly enjoying the sensation too. "Hold it tight-" he mumbled as he lifted her up again, his tip grinding against her again.

She loved the feeling.

But when the tip pushed in. Love didn't describe the feeling she felt for that sensation. She wanted so much more of it.

Izuku was slow, tender, probably afraid of hurting her, while she only wanted to feel the full damn thing inside her. The slow spread of her walls was making her go insane after an entire day of feeling so empty .

Izuku inched further in, as slow as humanly possible, his member stretching her walls slowly, her body adjusting, flexing and pulling apart, nerves screaming in pleasure at the stimulation, her brain screaming with pleasure as she felt full, losing where he started and she ended.

But she wasnt full to the brim, and she could still feel the gap between them.

And she couldn't take that anymore.

She wanted more of that feeling, more pleasure, more ecstasy, to completely feel the feeling of him completing her.

Her hand gripped his wrist on her thigh and pulled it off, the sudden motion causing him to drop her.

Spearing herself on the girth her insides had been yearning for long.

She felt something break inside, an ounce of pain echo, overtaken by the torrent of pleasure as his tip slammed against something else deeper in her, then pushing through a split second later. Maybe that was what Izuku was worried about? She didn't care.

Her expression melted onto one full of ecstasy, her blurred vision not letting her see his. But if his resonant gasp was anything to go by, he was feeling the same.

"Go- God, I feel so-" She moaned again, forehead hitting his shoulder "full~" She rubbed her stomach, her hand brushed against the bulge over her skin, the sensation making both her and Izuku moan.

She marvelled at the feeling, rubbing the spot a little harder, prodding it with her finger and feeling the hardness below the skin. She shuddered at the thought that Izuku was that deep inside of her, the spring tightening further.

Izuku moaned deeply, gripping her buttocks in response, kneading the flesh softly as his mouth latched onto her neck, kissing and licking his way up to her ear, nibbling on the organ.

This- this might be heaven…

"You feel so great Mei- I almost came just then-" he mumbled against her ear. Cum? Is that what it's called?

She remembered the heat washing over her mere seconds ago. She wanted to feel that again.

"Make~ Me~ Cum~" she ordered, her own voice sounding husky to her ears.

Izuku obeyed, hands gripping her ass and starting to bounce it, the girth inside her moving with every bounce, rubbing at all the places that were just aching to be touched.

"Me-Mei I'm close- where do you want it-" he mumbled into her shoulder, "you won't- you don't need to worry about-"

"Inside." She breathed out, cutting him short, feeling the bulge push against her hand harder. She was close too, so close. "Inside- I want to feel all of you inside."

He nodded, and continued with his rhythm, picking up pace, slowly dragging her to bouts of pleasure she hadn't dreamt of. "Your hand-" he breathed out between thrusts, "rub it against the-" another gasp of pleasure, "the nub down there."

She complied, trying to find what he was talking about. What nub-

Her finger grazed it and she screamed, her walls tightening around him harshly. Almost cumming there.

He gave a breathless laugh, "That's the one."

She panted more, whining at how tight she felt, how fucking full she was. She started rubbing the nub harder, her walls coiling spasming around him as he continued bouncing her.

God- so close- so damn clos-

He pulled his head back from her shoulder and kissed her on the lips, deeply. Desperately. So full of love, even as his tongue pushed in.

She came.

She came hard.

Her mind ceased, only registering the wet feeling of her eyes as they leaked happy tears, and the heat pulsing throughout her body, legs spasming in aftershocks of pleasure.

She felt him swell and pulse inside her, and that just made the heat spreading through her feel that much better. She felt the bulge on her stomach swell as her gut filled with something warm and sticky.

She could get used to that feeling.

Izuku shuddered, riding out his own climax; propagated by the spasming of her around him.

Milking him.

She smiled, forehead against his as they parted the kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you too."