Her foot touched something else that made his thoughts pause too.
"It's just like you, worrying about stuff like that- then thinking I would be offended at the question, isn't it?" she cooed, smiling with a blush that made his heart thump faster than her teasing between his legs.
"Worrying about my wants and desires…" she huffed, moving the pressure up and down. "Just like you to be that: kind? I don't think that word can even describe you, you are far more than that."
"M-Momo It's not that kind to ask that-" he huffed, his hand grabbing the edge of the table, pulling away as she stopped her tease, smiling to him innocently. "But you didn't answer my question- you almost avoided it."
Momo blinked. "Sorry, didn't mean to- just want to…" She licked her lips slowly. "But that can wait a bit longer..."
"The answer or…" he looked back at her, taking in the hunger in her eyes. God, why did he make her stop?
"I do want to be a hero for myself Izuku," she clarified, the hunger in her eyes starting to come through clearer. More primal.
He could feel himself getting turned on by the look on her eyes.
"Does that satisfy you?" she asked, batting her eyes coyly.
He gulped dryly. "...Not fully"
"How about we…" She got up from her seat, the motion making her bust jiggle. "Change that?"
He looked up at her, still trying to process what she was implying before her hand found its way to his tie, grabbing and tugging at it lightly, urging him to follow her back into her room.
He didn't resist, instead following her eagerly, closing the sliding door to the balcony behind them with his foot.
"On the bed," she commanded in a tone he couldn't deny, following her orders and plopping himself on the bed he had carried up those stairs when they first met.
In a way, it was poetic, if he thought about it. But he was too busy waiting on Momo, what she would do next to actually think.
"Now then…" She smirked, straddling his lap with a smile, wrapping her arms around him to pin him in the spot. "Let's talk about this."
Izuku felt like his voice was going to fail him. "T-talk?"
"Mhm…" Her hands found their way to his own, the gentle light show of her quirk leaking to his peripheral vision. "Tell me if I go too far."
"Did you just make cuffs on me?" he mumbled, eyes going between hers and her lips.
She purred against him and closed the gap between them, taking his lips with hers in a ravenous manner he would expect from Katsumi, her delicate hands rapidly unbuttoning his shirt with ease before rubbing his chest.
A pang of hurt brought him out of the bliss, but before he could convey that he noticed the source.
Momo had bit his lower lip and was tugging at it gently as she pulled back from the kiss.
"I'm going to really start now," she mumbled, intoxication and lust mixed into her voice.
"Please," he sighed needily, letting her push him back onto the bed, her hands touching and feeling everything they could on his chest. It would've been ticklish if he wasn't so turned on.
"Patience now~" Momo cooed, her face getting redder.
She was enjoying the power she had over him.
That made the two of them.
He hissed with pleasure when her lips found his neck, kissing a trail down his body, leaving a path of red lipstick marks.
He didn't even know he could see lipstick as such a turn on.
"Now- let me see you," Momo mumbled huskily, tugging at the belt of his pants, removing it with little resistance, same going for his pants themselves, and his boxers. All pulled down neatly to reveal his privates.
And Momo, for once since they got back into her room, pulled back. Hesitating.
"You are… so big," she muttered, and Izuku flinched. There was hunger in her tone but also-
Uncertainty.
"W-we don't need to go all the w-" A groan ended his statement before he could, his body tensing at the sudden sensation of lube getting poured onto-
He looked down to the source of the sensation.
He gulped.
Momo was looking at him with resolute and hungry eyes, her hand glowing with a technicolor light show as her body generated lube, letting it drip from her fingertips down to his dick. "Do you want to stop?" she asked, only a bit of reprehension in her voice.
"N-not if you don't," he whimpered back
She smiled. "Okay, sit back and relax then. I can… handle this myself"
At that moment, he had no doubt about that.
"That should be enough…" she mumbled to herself, her hand getting close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off of her, before gently grasping around his tip.
He had never experienced what lube felt like, the closest he could compare was Katsumi's sweat in the shower. But this was much slicker and colder, making the contact Momo's palm had with his tip more pleasurable than it had any right to be.
Her starting to twist and apply pressure to his tip was on a whole nother level entirely. Making his hips twitch and ache, desperate for motion as his whole body yearned for more.
"M-Momo…" he hissed through gritted teeth. "Th-that's too little b-but…"
"Too much?" she asked, slyly. As if aware of how much he was enjoying her ministrations and how close to madness she was pulling him with how little closer she was getting him to an actual climax. "Relax- I read this is gonna feel really good."
He gasped and groaned under her touch, her fingers tickling the sides of his shaft as she continued palming his tip, his crotch starting to ache from the building pleasure.
And just as the growing white-noise of the ecstasy building up inside him became unbearable she switched her grip, starting to jerk him off in rapid succession with a tight grip, the sound of the lube slapping against his base echoing in his mind.
For a moment the slick feeling of her hand against his dick was his whole world. Closer and closer to that-
She stopped, pulling her hand away completely, but she had already pushed him over the edge. His body convulsed and ached, the feeling of tension building up inside him on its own till he climaxed with no outside contact, warm liquid spilling from his tip and onto his crotch, making his thighs and abs ache from the pressure.
"W-what - was that?" he mumbled as the whiteness overtaking his senses subsided, him getting coherent once more.
"A 'ruined' orgasm," Momo mumbled, smirk evident in her voice as she teased his tip with her finger, getting a dollop of his cum and licking her finger clean. "How did it feel?"
"Achy-" he hissed, laying his head back. "Feels like the tension that usually goes away is-"
"Still there," Momo finished for him, using her finger to trail a path on the underside of his shaft from the bottom to the tip. "Read this makes the other party feel very good after the first one"
He gulped.
"Now…" He heard her lick her lips. "The second one."
"There we go~" Momo cooed, Izuku almost foaming in the mouth as another ruined orgasm cascaded up his body.
How many were those now? Five? Six?
He was having trouble breathing, counting how many times Momo made him cum felt impossible.
"Now… for the big one…" Momo added, leaning down to give his tip a little kiss.
That alone caused every muscle in him to twitch, his body aching for a real climax.
Then she pulled back fully, making him whine in protest. He was enjoying the tease so far, but giving him hope was just mean.
"Sorry- I just want to try one last thing…"
Even in his less than lucid state, he could tell that there was some worry in her voice. Probably still worried about his size.
He looked down, catching her start to strip. The red dress pooling around her feet, her red and black garter belt holding her shiny black stockings exposed to the lights of her room. She smiled when her eyes caught him looking at her, her hand going over her exposed bust, slowly pulling out a shiny translucent piece of pink silicone.
The part of his brain not knocked out by the marathon of climaxes noted that she wasn't wearing a bra since the date had started.
"This should be shaped like me…" she explained, almost cradling the silicone tube. "It's going to milk you first."
His mouth opened, then closed, then opened again. "I didn't know you were… this kinky."
She smiled, laying down next to him and tracing his muscles with one hand the other still gripping onto the tube. "You aren't against it- are you?"
He laughed. "I would've told you if I was-" He grunted as she flicked her finger against his now aggressively-hard member. "I think that's- the hardest I've gotten too."
"Oh?" she cooed, kissing his cheek and neck. "Now let me really relieve you then."
Momo was taking a lot of his firsts. The sensation of the cold silicone stretching around him being another. The feeling was alien, the stimulation of the folds and creases so humanlike, but the coldness, the level of silky slickness, how easily it stretched to take him to the hilt was-
It was taking all of his sanity to not just- thrust up. Fuck the toy she was teasing him with and climax already.
But he wanted to play the game more, see what levels she was going to push him through. So far he was more than satisfied.
Momo laughed a bit, one hand holding his clenched thigh while the other gripped the toy harder, starting to bounce it up faster and faster, the feeling of suction growing harder and harder to ignore.
"Patience," she whispered in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe. "Let me do this, then I'll let you fuck it like you want to~"
He gritted his teeth, nodding sharply as she continued her ministrations, moving from his side to straddling his chest. jerking the toy up and down harder with her weight behind it, the silicone slapping against his crotch with heavy slaps, her other hand starting to cup and tease his, now aching, balls.
"You are almost empty down here, aren't you?" she almost moaned, getting him to the edge, "Show me how much you still have, my love."
"Cum."
That's all he needed, climaxing the moment Momo uttered those words, exploding inside the hollow silicone tube with such intensity that he heard her gasp, clearly shocked by how much he had released inside that toy.
He felt an iota of pride when he caught his breath and thoughts stabilized.
"Good boy," she mumbled, pulling the tube off of him flipping it over so nothing spilled out. "Time for the next round."
He gulped, no idea how many more he could withstand.
"Don't worry, this is the last one, love," she cooed, turning around to face him, then smiled, tugging at his tie- which miraculously hadn't been covered in anything yet, and untying it, wrapping it around his face. Leaving him in darkness.
"Going to use a modified toy this time- should be warmer," Momo announced, Izuku getting the picture when something warm and moist touched his tip. "Let me, push it in…"
She wasn't tricking him with that, but…
It made it exciting.
All thoughts about that ceased when he felt his tip slip in, and her fight and lose against a moan that built up inside her. The high, melodic sound making his body warm-up and go past being what could be described as 'aroused'.
"I-it's in," she breathed out, the feeling of tightness slowly descending down his shaft, getting closer and closer to the base. "Gh-"
Momo paused, panting above him. "Its- filling it so much Izuku…"
"D-don't force it," he managed to grunt out between gritted teeth. "I don't want you to get hu-"
Momo pulled up and slammed down, her thighs slapping against his, both grunting at the sensation.
He felt her hands on his face, tugging the tie away from his eyes, the world greeting him with the image of Momo squatting on his lap, face lost in ecstasy, teeth gritted and eyebrows furrowed. "S-surprise-"
He gasped and panted, tugging at the cuffs around his hands. "Mind if I break these?"
She laughed, bouncing on him once making both moan out in delight. "D-do it."
And he did, not even needing One for All to pull his wrists apart, the cuffs creaking before the chain connecting the two rings snapping, freeing him.
Momo gasped at the show of force, laughing when his hands roamed her body, tracing her thighs, groping her breasts, finally ending up on her face.
"That was mean," he muttered, starting to move his thighs slowly, making her whimper and moan at the sensation- doing much more to him, making him feel like his entire being was being consumed by the flames of ecstasy.
It helped Total Command kept him from leaking that out. He wanted to tease her back a bit before the finale.
"S-sorry," she moaned out "Won't do i-"
He pulled her closer, starting to thrust harder with his hips, making her whimper and stop that sentence before she could finish it. "Not that."
"Not kissing me all this time."
Momo gasped, tears filling her eyes slowly, the sensations slowly getting to her.
He had hated seeing that- but he knew it was due to the emotions getting too high and cathartic, sensations too pleasurable to ignore.
He pulled her closer, feeling her panting against his face before landing the kiss with the little control his quirk had given him failing, his thrusts becoming more animalistic as primal urges took over.
Momo moaned into the kiss, urging him to flip over with a lean to the side, letting him take the lead fully. With the positions flipped he could put his weight behind his thrusts, but that mattered little, his body doing what it could to push him as deep as he could with every thrust as he grew closer to the finish line.
Momo gripped at his hair, pulling him into another passionate liplock with more tongue than ever as they both climaxed, Izuku's legs locking extended, pushing her forward as her slender legs crossed behind him, locking him in place.
She pulled her face away just a bit, conscious enough to mumble 'no going anywhere' softly, the toll of the session slowly crushing them to unconsciousness.