It was after math class with Ectoplasm when Midoriya pulled one of his new friends aside. "Hey, Uraraka, you got a second?"
"Yeah, what's up, Midoriya?" the brown-haired girl asked as she held her notebooks and textbooks. The two of them (three if you counted the ever-present Desiree) were standing alone in the hallway, with nary a soul to disturb them. Unbeknownst to the green-haired inventor, Uraraka was glancing him up and down hungrily, as he was an admittedly cute guy. He was eye-candy, and she hoped that one day she might get to sample him, if Bakugo hadn't already subtly staked her claim.
"Just to let you know my friend Hatsume and I overhauled some of your equipment. She gave your useless helmet a much needed upgrade and I gave you a piece of equipment called Omni-Directional Mobility Gear, or ODM for short."
"Oh, um, thank you!" she said with a smile. "What does this ODM thing do?" Ochaco asked, a curious look on her face.
"Ever seen Attack on Titan?"
"Can't say I have," she admitted with a small frown.
"How about Batman's grapple gun?"
"Yeah, who doesn't know that?" she asked rhetorically.
"Imagine that but with two side bags as the grapple gun. It'll only work if you use your quirk on yourself to make yourself light enough to use it though," he explained. "I hope you don't mind."
"I don't mind at all! But why go through all that effort for me?"
"Cause you were the best person for me and Hatsume's invention. I know you'll make good use of it, Uraraka," he said, turning his back to her as he walked away in the opposite direction. "We'll be late to class at this rate. See you later in Heroics!" he bid farewell.
"That's a nice thicc ass," she mentally noted before she jogged up to him, falling into step.
"That man is so sexy!" Mineta wooed as she spied the object of her obsession, Midoriya Izuku, enter the classroom and took his seat, followed closely behind by Uraraka what's-her-face. Ever since they met (passingly) on the first day of class she was obsessed. His adorable diamond-shaped freckles, his fluffy green hair, his chest, how smart he was (or at least acted), the way his clothes seemed to cling to him…
Ooooh, it made her go so crazy!
If she was a bit dumber she would try to ask him out publicly to stake her claim, but that was a fatal "no" if she ever saw one. No way would a hot guy like Midoriya would ever go for a short girl like herself with her nonexistent ass and tits. She was envious of Yaoyorozu and Uraraka with their big boobs and their asses, any self-respecting guy would fall for it. Hell, she was even jealous of Jirou, at least she had A-cup breasts, that was better than Mineta with her pancake-flat boobies.
Mineta seethed in ugly green jealousy as she saw Bakugo, Kaminari, and Kirishima drift over to Midoriya, conversing so easily as if they've been friends since day one. She wished she could at least talk to her crush, maybe even catch his eye trailing over her body, but that wasn't happening anytime soon.
Denkiko, god praise her, noticed her begging eyes as she waved her over to them. Minori shuffled closer to the group, not noticing the disapproving glare of Yaoyorozu. When she was close enough Kaminari threw an arm around her shoulders and pushed her into the limelight, getting Midoriya's attention as he stared at her. His eyes trailed up and down her form, almost as if appraising her. "Midori, this is my friend, Mineta Minori. Say hi, Mineta," Kaminari introduced.
"Um, hi?" Mineta lamely greeted, mentally hitting herself in the face at the screw-up she just committed. She was finally talking to the hottest guy of this year and the best she could come up with was "hi?"
Fucking pathetic.
"Good to meet you, Mineta," Midoriya smiled at her. "Your hair is very interesting looking, ball-like in appearance. Is that because of your quirk?" he asked inquisitively, his eyes laser-focused on her hair.
"Oh my god, he's into me!" she shouted within the confines of her mind. "Um, yes, you're right. It's called Pop Off, it's a mutant-type quirk," she began, taking a ball off of her hair (it regrowing nearly instantaneously) as she placed it on the desk. She gestured for Midoriya to touch it (to touch a part of her!), and he did so, his hand immediately getting stuck to it. He lightly tried to pry his hand away to no avail, making him smile a bit. "I can produce sticky balls from my hair that can stick to almost anything, but it doesn't work for me. When I touch it it's bouncy," she finished as she gently pried off his hand from the ball, relishing touching his skin. "Any questions?" she asked, hoping to god himself that he would show more interest in her.
"Does water affect its adhesion properties?" he asked immediately, somehow conjuring a notebook and pen and beginning to write down all the information she had given him.
"Uh, I don't think so?" she guessed, blushing a bit as he was making an entire section in his notebook about her! Who does that?!
It made her melt a little on the inside.
"How long does it last? Each individual ball, I mean," Izuku asked, looking up from his writing at her (at her!).
"It depends on how good I po—I mean, my overall condition," she caught herself, glad that she didn't just say to her crush that it depended on a good crap or not. "If I pull too many off then I start to bleed from my scalp."
"Ouch, but interesting, very interesting," Midoriya mumbled the last part, writing fervently in his notebook on his classmates. He stopped writing suddenly on Mineta's page as he flipped over to the electric-user's section. "Kaminari, how has your aim been with the 'Arc Shooters?'" he airquoted, not agreeing nor disagreeing with the naming convention.
"It's been getting better! I've been shooting almost accurately with the training regime you gave me," she praised before taking off one of them and passing it over to her purple-haired friend. "Mineta, Midori built this for me. I call it an Arc Shooter."
"What does it do? And is that a Tesla-thingie on the end?" Minori inquired, twisting the device back and forth to look over it. It had a red LED display that was currently changing every second every time she moved it. When she was done examining it she gave it back to her friend, who promptly put in back on her wrist for safe-keeping.
"It's—actually, why doesn't Midori explain it?" Kaminari thought aloud, gesturing to the male. "I mean, he is the one who built it."
"You're really an inventor?" Mineta asked before getting a dirty look from Bakugo. "I-I mean, not that I doubt you or anything, it's just that I've never seen a smart man before," she admitted, fiddling with her thumbs in nervousness.
"Yes, I am an inventor. Do you want to talk to JARVIS?" he asked as he handed over his fancy sunglasses to her.
"How can I talk to this 'JARVIS' with glasses?" she asked as she donned the shades.
"Hello, Miss Mineta," JARVIS intoned, "I am the creation of my dear Sir, one Mr. Midoriya Izuku."
"Woah, the glasses can talk?!" she asked, surprised.
"Nah, that's just his AI called JARVIS who's incorporated into the sunglasses," Bakugo explained shortly. "Ask him anything you want, he'll have an answer."
"Um, Mister JARVIS, sir?" she asked, still wearing the sunglasses as she adjusted them on her nose. "What quirk does the vice president have?" she asked, testing the AI in its knowledge of the class.
"You're referring to Yaoyorozu Momo, correct? In that case her quirk is called Creation. It allows her to materialize different objects, such as weapons and tools, from any part of her body," JARVIS answered dutifully.
"Awesome!" Mineta praised as she handed back the sunglasses, her crush putting it back on immediately out of habit. "What about that portal thing you made with that gun?"
The vice president, meanwhile, was watching them like a hawk with interest and disgust, whispering secretly to Jirou who was nearby.
"Oh, you mean this?" he asked as he pulled out his portal gun, turning on the parental lock and handing it over to Mineta. "Careful, don't drop it or else, worst case scenario, we all get sucked in to our death," Midoriya warned.
Mineta's eyes were like huge saucers as she took in the craftsmanship of the device. It was sleek and futuristic, having a green "electricity" trapped in a glass container at the top of the gun; it also had a red LED display with a black knob underneath it near the handle. It was currently displaying the words "AO3-47269165" for some reason on the display. "So what does it do? Make portals to other places?" she asked.
"Exactly! It allows for instantaneous travel between two points in space," he commended, omitting that it could travel throughout universes and dimensions as well. He held out a hand to receive it back and the girl gave it back reluctantly, wanting to examine it more. He turned off the parental lock so he didn't forget later, stowing it in his pocket.
"Um, Midoriya? You know how you built Kami's Arc Shooters? Is it possible for you to build me support equipment?" she asked shyly, looking at her shoes instead of at the man. She was clenching her hands tightly as she continued, "I mean, I know that'll probably be difficult because of my quirk and everything, and I'm sorry, it was so stupid for me to even—"
"Hey hey, calm down," he requested as he laid a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it lightly to ground her in reality. It felt comforting, it felt nice to have a hot young man show her any attention. "How about you and I go to my private lab after school to see about your support equipment?" he suggested.
"I-I-uh, yeah! I mean, yeah," she said cooly, coughing into her hand as he took his hand off her.
Suddenly the door to class 1-A opened up, revealing the unimpressed face of Aizawa Shoka, AKA Eraserhead. "Everyone get into their seats, I'll be quizzing you to get a sense of how much you know of the law and whether or not you can use your quirk in dangerous situations," she said, handing out 2-sided pieces of paper, ten questions on each side. "You all have fifteen minutes. Once that's up you're done and the class will end early to give me more time to sleep," she truthfully revealed.
Once Aizawa-sensei gave Mineta her quiz she began to chew on the eraser part of her pencil as she eyed the first question:
1. In which situation can you use your quirk?
a) When your life is being threatened.
b) When someone else's life is being threatened.
c) When you're being forced to by a villain.
d) All the above.
She easily circled letter d, as that was the most rational answer. It went on like that for every single question, it being an easy to fairly difficult question followed by an even easier/medium-difficult answer. Contrary to popular belief, she was actually quite smart when she wasn't focusing on a man (or even a hot woman, though that was rarer). She finished in less than ten minutes, which wasn't even the fastest, as Midoriya finished within five followed by Bakugo at seven, and then Iida and Yaoyorozu at nine. If she wasn't impressed at this point by Midoriya's brains she certainly was now.
God, was there any part of him that wasn't sexy?!
"Alright, time's up. Pencils down," their teacher commanded, half of them reluctantly doing so, while the more confident of the bunch weren't fazed. Aizawa-sensei told them to pass their quizzes up to the person in front, making the collection process much simpler. "You're free to leave school grounds early if you want, otherwise stay in the building until the bell goes off. If you need me I'll be in the teacher's lounge," Shoka informed them as she left them tiredly, rubbing her eyes and suppressing a yawn.
"The first couple weren't so hard but man! Some of them were real head scratchers," Mina complained, stretching her limbs dramatically.
"It wasn't so bad, but it didn't allow me to shine my brilliance to you all!" Aoyama flourished in her seat, sparkles forming around her as she struck a pose with a victory-sign. The class looked on in slight awe, wondering how she managed to do that every time.
"Midori-bro, I saw you finish way early, were you speed-reading or something? Or do you just study a lot and are prepared for anything?" Kirishima asked from the side.
"Uhhhh…" Midoriya trailed off, not knowing how to answer with "I made a sexual wish to be super smart and that's why I'm so fast," as that didn't seem too appropriate. "I just study a lot. I'd be happy to share some tips with you, Kirishima, or anyone else for that matter."
"Oooh oooh! Me please!" Ashido piped up, waving her hand up. Soon some of the less…gifted of the students rushed him for information, hounding him until Bakugo let out a small-sized explosion intended to startle them and stop their yammering.
"Izuku, go to the front of the class and give your spiel. The rest of you extras who don't want to hear this, leave," Katsumi commanded. Some of the students, such as Tokoyami, Shoji, and Todoroki, left, leaving the rest and an (admittedly impressed that he could do this) Yaoyorozu, watching from the back with Mineta.
The green-haired inventor coughed into the crook of his elbow, nervous still after all this time. "Thanks, Kacchan. So, um, class, firstly when you study you want to do it at night—"
"Why, Midoriya-sensei?" Kaminari interrupted, raising a hand from her desk. She had a blank notebook on her desk and was holding a pencil (newly sharpened), showing she was fully committed to learning this.
"That's because during slow-wave sleep, the memory-consolidation process does its best work and your brain could be receiving the restoration and reactivation that it needs during its time of rest," he explained complexingly. He got many confused looks from his classmates, barring Bakugo, Iida, Yaoyorozu, and (surprisingly) Kaminari.
"Men are so sexy when they speak all complicated-like," Mineta muttered sinfully under her breath.
Due to the seating arrangements Yaoyorozu heard this and scoffed, "You're hopeless."
"Uh, in simple terms this means that studying before bedtime can help your brain learn new things, even in your sleep. Secondly, when you study do it in hour-long intervals, taking fifteen to thirty minute breaks in-between to rest up. Thirdly, use flash cards, they're very handy and a good refresher."
Yaoyorozu Momo was hesitant to admit it, but the man was actually making some good points on how to study.
Not that they were worthy enough to write down, mind you, but it was some good points.
Mineta, and most of everyone, were writing down his tips, as if what the man was saying was important, which honestly (almost) baffled her. Yaoyorozu wouldn't address it to herself, but what principal Nozomi said about giving the man a chance resonated with her, as if even the smartest being on the planet was telling her she was wrong then maybe she was wrong.
Somehow.
She watched as Midoriya ended his fifteen minute speech after the bell finally rang, and stepped down from his spot before pulling out "his" portal gun, shooting a green fluidic portal at one of the doorways, gesturing to Mineta to join him. The two went through the portal, it closing with a whooshing noise behind them.
"Does anyone know how he does that?" Jirou asked, twirling her finger through her earphone jack.
"Beats me, Ears," Bakugo shrugged, making her way outside the classroom.
"Did she seriously just call me that?"
"And welcome to my lab, Mineta," Izuku announced as soon as they crossed the threshold of the portal. They were now in his lab at Geonosis Tech, filled with gadgets and cool highly-dangerous toys adorning the walls, a recent addition that he added to impress newcomers (such as the girl he brought in). Mineta "ooed" and "awed" at the impressive armament of that her crush was hoarding.
"It's a smorgasbord!" she cooed, looking over all the useful equipment. She rushed over to one of the more elaborate-looking guns, it being blue and silver and color, needing two hands to use. "What's this?!"
"That is a freeze ray, inspired by Mister Freeze's Freeze Gun from the Arkham games," he explained with a smile. "I could make it smaller, but for now I like how hefty it is. Makes it feel more real, you know?"
Minori nodded, not knowing what it meant really but she wanted to agree with him so she did. She looked around and found another thing to gawk at, it being a circular device that was fairly thin, as thick as a donut. It had a circle indentation in the center of the device. "What's that?"
"After I made Kaminari her Arc Shooters I looked more into electric-based weaponry, and then I got inspired by the Dishonored game series; so I made an Arc Mine, though it could also be called a Stun Mine. And before you ask, it shoots an arc of electricity at the nearest target, either killing them outright or stunning them unconscious, based on what setting you choose beforehand."
"Wow, you're so smart," she gushed, feeling her knickers get wet at the man being so sexy, being all scientific-like. She rubbed her thighs together as discreetly as possible, her pussy aflamed.
Midoriya smiled at her as he went to his computer, turning it on as he then asked, "So, Mineta—"
"Can you call me Minori? Please?" she lightly requested, feeling a bit silly at wanting her crush to be more familiar with her.
"Will do, Minori," he said as he typed away at his computer, bypassing U.A.'s firewalls to access all the students heroine costume designs. He pulled up the one for Mineta and put it on-screen, surprised by what he saw and already knew. "Minori, I know I didn't have time to mention it when I first saw it, but this is your hero suit?" he asked, holding back the laughter successfully, as that would be cruel and borderline bullying.
"Yeah, it is. Why?" Mineta asked, confused on what exactly was wrong.
"Come here for a second," he asked, her getting next to him (a little too closely in his opinion). "See, it's a little…weird-looking," he admitted, zooming in on the schematic of the pants, which looked like a giant toilet bowl. "You don't see the problem with it, Minori?" he inquired.
Mineta shook her head, "I don't. It looks fine to me. It looks exactly like the drawings I sent in," she explained.
"Drawings you made recently or when you were a kid?"
"Both."
"Okay, we can't have that. JARVIS, do me a favor and activate the SIF," he requested.
"Will do, Sir," his AI intoned as he bypassed the activation requirements of the fabricator to start it more quickly. The SIF bloomed open and expanded using its servos like a beautiful butterfly, Mineta gawking at the showmanship as a multitude of gears, tools, socket wrenches, and more came through the glass paneling and disappeared on the other side.
"What are you building today, Boss?" FRIDAY spoke, the screen showing a redhead-colored circle enlarging and shrinking as she speaked.
"Woah, you built another AI thingie?!" Mineta exclaimed in surprise. "What's its name?"
"My name is FRIDAY, and I inhabit 'Midoriya's Industrial Luxury Fabricator,' or the MILF for short."
"FRIDAY, what did we talk about?" he chastised his creation, crossing his arms in very slight annoyance.
His AI sighed as she corrected herself, "Due to my Boss's orders, it's actually called the SIF, standing for the Stark Industries' Fabricator."
"I've never heard of this 'Stark Industries.' What is it?" Minori asked, tugging on the sleeve of her crush cutely.
"We're getting off-topic. FRIDAY, communicate with JARVIS to get the dimensions and quirk of one Mineta Minori and make her a hero suit that's stylish and combat-ready, one that's not outlandish or silly," he added on at the end.
"Got the details, Boss. Making Miss Mineta a hero suit right now; wait time is 30 minutes," she alerted them, giving them plenty of time to do…something. It took not less than a minute before Mineta said something stupid:
"So, um, Midoriya, you're pretty…pretty. I wonder how you look undressed…" Minori trailed off, imagining all the ways he could defile the man if given a chance. Maybe if she used her quirk then he'd be helpless to stop her. No no no, that'd make him resent her when he got freed, the thought of prison not even entering her mind.
It was a pitiful attempt at seduction, but Midoriya has gone without any sexual acts for more than two days, so he was feeling a bit too pent up for his liking, so he thought to himself, "Eh, why not?" He leaned down and pecked a kiss to her lips, her melting into it. He lightly bit her bottom lip as he removed his head from her space, making her moan in response.
"More…more!" she practically demanded, grabbing his head and forcing their lips together again, their teeth clacking together. "Sorry," she apologized before the two snogged for a while longer, neither coming up for air. She actually, for realsies, tasted like grapes or grape juice, he couldn't decide which. Either way it was tasty to tongue wrestle with Mineta, and the two did so for five or so minutes, getting a quick breath of air every once in a while.
Eventually he pulled away from the embrace, much to the purple-haired girl's dismay, saying, "Wait until you see this." The green-haired inventor went to one of the walls in his lab and pressed one of two buttons, a green one to be exact. After pressing it caused a section of the wall to retract and reveal a Queen-sized bed with full furnishings, such as a blanket and two silky-soft pillows. Three legs, one on each side and one in the middle, sprouted out and came out to support the bed on the side with no wall. He made a "come hither" motion with his hand, beckoning the diminutive girl over to him. She followed him over to the bed, as if in a trance, with a big feral leer on her face, her mouth drooling with saliva.
"Oh my god, is this happening?!" she asked herself as she lightly slapped herself, wanting to make sure this was real. She saw his tenting erection which looked to be ten or so inches, which was the perfect size in her opinion. Without her knowledge Midoriya's dick magically shifted into a 10-incher, so he didn't feel much shrinkage.
"Yes, it is, if you want it—"
"Of course I want it! Give me that huge dick of yours, it looks scrumptious!" she impatiently demanded, making the "gimme gimme" hand gesture.
Midoriya rolled his eyes at her antics as he went to a nearby desk and rifled through it, looking for a box of condoms to no avail. He was fresh out. "Uh, Minori?"
"Yeah, hot stuff?" she purred out, loving the texture of the bed, making a fake snow angel in the bed's comforter with how comfortable it felt.
"We're out of condoms, so we can't—"
"We don't need 'em, they get in the way of feeling anyways," Mineta waved off his concern, wanting his cock raw inside her. She shivered in delight at the thought of a raw (raw!) dick inside her, scraping her insides and hitting every sensitive spot inside her. She began to hug herself in anticipation as she wavered back and forth in place, making Midoriya look on in slight regret of his bed partners. He could probably be doing this with any other respecting woman and it would be 10x better. Of course he had to choose a literal pervert of a woman to do this with.
But hey, "crazy in the head, crazy in the bed," right? At least that's what he hoped was true and was applicable to his situation.
He sighed as he unzipped his pants and then took off his underwear, hearing the purple-haired girl clap in excitement at the fact that she'll be losing her V-Card.
"Come to mamma!" Minori whispered loudly, practically foaming at the mouth at the manhood in front of her. It somehow looked bigger than when it was constrained, and it was red and purple, angry-looking with visible veins running up the shaft. A bead of precum leaked out of the tip, with Mineta scrambling to get even a taste of it. She managed to get her index finger and scooped it up and popped it in her mouth, her eyes lighting up in delight. "Oh my god, that tastes amazing!" she exclaimed before she began to eagerly stroke him up and down.
A bit too eagerly, in fact, as it was way too tight she was squeezing to jerk him off.
"Ow ow ow!" he complained, batting away her over-eager hands. She immediately looked like a kicked puppy, feeling bad at doing such a shit job of handling his erection.
"I'm sorry!" she said, looking down in shame.
He sighed before petting her head, letting her know it was alright. "It's okay, Minori. Just be more gentle with a guy, you know? It's a sensitive thing."
She nodded hesitantly before placing a tentative hand on his manhood again, touching it much more gently than before, her skin having a weird texture on it that felt pleasurable and new, much like when he roleplayed fucking Hatsume with Desiree.
Maybe that's because of her quirk? Maybe that was why she was the only one able to touch her balls and no one else.
Questions for later, he surmised, as he watched her pump her hand up and down. She was in love with how much heat radiated from the behemoth of a cock. It was like a goddamn furnace with how hot it was, and it was turning her on like nothing else. She couldn't take it anymore and placed her mouth around the large organ, deepthroating it up to the sixth inch easily thanks to practice at home. Minori gagged when she tried to go deeper, the spittle flying everywhere when she coughed.
"Good, keep on going up and down while sucking. No teeth, okay?" Izuku instructed, putting a guiding hand on the back of his fuckmate. This seemed to spur her on even more as she went up and down with zest, rivaling even the sex master Desiree in her skills of blowjobs. Eventually he felt it was time to cum so he warned her, "I'm gonna cum!"
She took that in stride and kept going, allowing him to cum straight down her gullet when the time came. He came buckets inside her tight, moist mouth, it feeling heavenly on his dick. When he extracted his cock from her mouth he put it side by side next to her face, it being almost the same length in height. Her eyes were teary and she was out of breath, though that soon evolved into shock when it was shown he could keep going with his non-flaccid cock. "Goddamn, Midoriya! You're still hard even after my master class blowjob skills?" she boasted, not knowing if she can tackle this beast in…other ways.
"Minori, we are far past calling each other properly. Just call me Izuku, that's all. And yes, I'm still hard for another round or two. How'd you get so good at sucking dick?" he asked her, genuinely curious on how she managed to be so good to rival a thousand-or-so old sex genie throat GOAT.
"Lots of late night practice on dildos. Nothing better to do than do that or watch YouTube, hoping that one day I can practice on a cutie like you," Minori admitted shamelessly, a mad blush on her face. "Can we have sex? Please?!" she begged, interlocking her fingers together in implorement.
Izuku adopted a thinking pose, mostly to fuck with his fellow classmate, making her sweat a bit. "Okay, but on your back, and I have to pull out," he demanded, watching as she immediately complied, anxious to get rid of the dreaded V-Card.
He got on the bed, his penis still glistened with spit, and kept adjusting the two bodies until they were in the "mating press" position, the greenhead about to pile drive into her snatch.
"Wait wait wait!" the purple-haired girl shouted, stopping her crush from plunging into her so recklessly. "Isn't it going to hurt?" she asked timidly.
"I'll go slow, don't worry," he assured her, slowly pushing past her pussy lips and into her tight honeypot. It was velvety inside and conformed to his cock so well it was like it was made for him. It began to bleed as he delved balls-deep inside of her, Mineta's eyes rolling to the back of her head in pleasure/pain.
"Ha…ha…so full," she uttered breathlessly, scratching the back of her crush's back lightly. "Come on, you stud, ram into me like you're a bitch in heat!" she demanded, locking her legs around Izuku to prevent him from moving out of her completely. He began pumping into her slowly and steadily, loving how her inner walls were clenching him, as if it didn't want him to leave. "F-f-faster!"
He grunted in acceptance as he pistoned in and out of her faster and harder, the bed squeaking in protest. Their juices were intermingling and combining to make one decent lubricant for them to work with. They were at it like animals, Mineta having a fucked-silly look on her face as she clawed at her crush's back, leaving marks before she lunged for his neck, sucking and biting on a portion of his skin until the blood vessels broke, causing the process of a hickey to form. "Fuck!" he exclaimed as he slammed extra hard into her. They rutted into each other for a time until Minori finally came for the final time around his cock, milking it for all its worth. "Let me go!" he told her, holding back on cumming inside her, glad he made an earlier wish that allowed him to control his releases.
"Ugh, fine!" she mewled out, dropping her legs from across his back, allowing him to pull out and stroke himself off and cum on top of her pussy. It certainly wasn't as good as a creampie but you had to make do with what you had, you know? The two of them were sweaty and out of breath, "That…was amazing!"
"Yeah…it was," he said as he got off his fuckmate, with nary a stream of a creampie flowing out of her, much to his sadness. "FRIDAY, is the suit ready?"
"It's been ready for over ten minutes, Boss. I didn't want to alert you like last time."
"Good, you're learning," he said proudly, getting a nearby napkin from a leftover pizza night and wiped the sweat off his body. He looked over to Mineta to see her passed out, a smile on her face. Izuku chuckles goodnaturedly, "Perverts are something else."