Sweet Cute Green Obsession

by guyNumber23

Love is a very complicated thing. It changes the way one sees the world around itself, and push us past our limits. But there is a thin line between burning love and crazy obsession, and Uraraka Ochako may have crossed it, and not only her. One by one, they all fall in the charms of a certain green-haired teen. Can he take on all that "love"? Rated M for the lots of lemons.

51. Heated Passion

Heated Passion

As they came out from the underground, carrying the remaining villains, the police arrived with the transports to send them to Tartarus. All across the neighboring districts, the rioting thugs were being captured and sent to lower security prisons, which wasn't a simple task. In matters of sheer numbers, the police department would be occupied for a good while. Upon further investigation of the building, they discovered a large transmitter that was responsible for interfering with normal broadcasting and replace it with a live stream of the events that occurred there. It was meant to be a public execution and an exposition of the corruption of heroes, according to their manifesto, and perhaps it worked to some extent, as many citizens complained about how the heroes took "too long" to get things under control. Many suffered a considerable amount of property damage.

But on the other hand, many people were watching and rooting for the heroes to win against those crazy villains. Some even gained fans without knowing. For example, there was already footage of the fights in a blog, talking about the next big hero team, comprised of Sun Eater and the Hardening Duo. A certain green-haired mother almost had a heart attack when she saw her precious little baby being recruited by some weird cult, but she was also very proud to see him fight and win, without breaking any bones!

With the mission officially over, the teams were disbanded and the pro heroes returned to their agencies, with their respective interns after them. It was a night full of action, many heroes were still around the city locking up criminals and putting out fires, but the two pro heroes were feeling pretty fine, thanks to HP's help. Not only that, even Deku got rid of his faint burns. The group of villains left one last vial with HP's blood behind, with his name on it. Nejire was spent and dropped on the bed next to Ryukyu's office room upon arrival. Tatsuma put a blanket over the poor bluenette, then headed out. She crossed rooms looking at her smartphone, checking the messages.

"It seems the chaos has been subdued, but the police are still working with the heroes around the city. You could stay here overnight and rest more, there's a shower over there and I keep a bed around for this kind of occasion." Said the blondie, pointing the direction to the bathroom.

"This sounds like a routine of yours, Ryukyu-san," Midoriya commented.

"It wouldn't be the first time I'm stuck at work. Sometimes I spend weeks without going back home. As they say, our work is never over." She showed him a slightly tired but warm smile.

The emerald child was no stranger to overwork and the potential harms it could bring on a person, but who was he to question a pro hero, right? As he considered taking a shower, another person joined them, exiting the bathroom with an oversized plain gray hoodie. She dried her white hair and ears with a towel.

"Hey, Ryuko, I got this jacket here because it was clean. It was in a cardboard box and… what?"

Usagiyama looked at the other two with a confused look, as they looked back at her with a set of faces, Tatsuma was incredulous, and Midoriya, flustered. It would be a good time to point out the hoodie was half open, and combined with her exposed legs, made someone wonder if there was anything else underneath.

"Oh, my- don't you have a hint of decency?" Tatsuma said, pushing the fellow pro hero to the next room.

"What? I needed fresh clothes. Sorry I didn't ask first, geez…"

"That's not it! Well, not only it, we have a young man here, behave." She said the last part in a whisper.

It really baffled Tatsuma how nonchalant this woman was about walking around "practically" nude. Or perhaps she was being too self-conscious because Midoriya was there. It wouldn't be a surprise, whenever kids are involved she always got into some sort of alert mode. That remark, however, had the opposite effect she desired, since the rabbit hero had a devious smirk crossing her lips.

"Oh, so this is how you want to play. I see, I see~"

"... Huh?"

The tanned lady rested one hand on her shoulder, shaking her head and clicking her tongue.

"Ryuko, you naughty, naughty girl… I'm not letting you pass ahead of me like that, you know?"

"What are you… Hey! That's not what I meant!" She moved Usagiyama's hand in defense.

"Sure, sure. You invite the kid to stay overnight, just the two of you alone in the building, getting comfy together, and then… fireworks all the way, right?~" Usagiyama taunted her, nudging her eyebrows.

"C-cut that out, you can keep your weird fantasies to yourself!"

"Aw, you're blushing!~ Well, if you're not doing it, I might as well take the opportunity~" She said, turning around and going after the green-haired teen, but then she felt a hand hold her firmly in place.

Tatsuma didn't need to say a word, her gaze was enough to send the message: "Stay away from him." However, there was something else there that the rabbit hero couldn't quite identify. It was one thing to be overprotective of children, but the blondie had other reasons behind it. How did she know that? Instinct, perhaps. Despite her banter, Usaguyama didn't expect Tatsuma to actually make a move on him. She was too much of a goody two shoes to do so. Not that Rumi herself was some kind of deviant, she was just curious, it's all. Plus, she was convinced Nemuri was overselling it. And maybe, just maybe, she wanted to see that cute face of his becoming even more adorable as she made him more embarrassed.

Yeah, she didn't even need to do it, teasing him would be enough. For a young, inexperienced kid like Midoriya, just showing her abs and toned legs should suffice. She remembered how flustered he got the other day when she hinted at her hips and all.

"Although… I kinda feel like it, oddly enough. I should be exhausted but… damn, why is it so hot here?"

She brushed away the thought, then removed Tatsuma's hand from her.

"You look tired, why don't you go shower and rest?" She suggested to the blondie, not bothering to hide second intentions.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Do you want an honest answer?"

There was a minute of silence, then Tatsuma walked past Usagiyama, but this time was stopped in her tracks.

"What's your plan then? Watch me all night?"

"If needed be, yes."

"Ugh, don't be so stuck up. Plus, do you think I don't have any self-control?"

"Do you want an honest answer?"

Another minute of silence. Usagiyama crossed her arms, tapping her foot.

"Look, I'm not going to do anything too drastic, okay? Just mess with him a little, then call Nemuri out on her bluff."

"But why tempt him anyway? And I've seen it, Rumi. Nemuri had that look in her eyes… she wasn't lying about her feelings, and she wasn't lying about, umm everything else."

"Oh yeah? And how was she looking, then?" She asked, jokingly. Tatsuma squinted her eyes.

"Kinda like how you were looking at him while you two trained. That's how I know I can't trust you to be left alone with him." She said, slowly pushing Usagiyama away from the door.

"And what about your obsession with him? After what Nemuri and Yu said, you wanna tell me you didn't even imagine how it felt like?"

She would be lying if she denied such a thing happened at least once. In fact, at this very moment, the blondie had to banish some lewd thoughts from clouding her judgment.

"That's totally different, and you know it. I'm just trying to protect him."

"From life? Are you his mother now? The boy is at that age anyway, and if you believe in everything Nemuri said… hmm, maybe this could be a challenge~"

"See? You clearly have impure intentions." She pointed an accusing finger at the bunny girl.

"And what are you going to do? Keep me away from him at all times?" Usagiyama pushed back with her chest and a daring gaze.

"Actually…"

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You could easily mistake Midoriya for a statue, he stood still like one. With only a towel around his waist, he was pretty confused by being in the bathroom with Tatsuma, also only using a towel to cover her body.

A few minutes ago, he was staring into the void, trying to banish the thoughts that came from seeing Miruko in way too casual clothes. The simplicity of it, combined with her physique was pretty alluring, and Nana didn't let that go unnoticed by the green teen. As if he needed any extra stimulus. His mind wandered to the girls and the times they dressed up for him. It wasn't quite the same but also made the blood rush to his cheeks.

Suddenly the door to the next room opened, Tatsuma came straight to him and grabbed his wrist, dragging the surprised teen into the bathroom, without elaborating further. He wanted to ask what was going on but she spoke first, telling him to undress and get in the shower, only to turn around quickly. After a moment of not seeing, or hearing any movement, she ushered him to undress and fast, to which Midoriya complied, with his face red like a tomato. The bathroom wasn't the luxurious type, quite the opposite. An opaque glass and sliding door separated the shower. While it didn't allow for a perfect view of the person on the other side, you could still make the silhouette, and the mind is keen to fill in the blanks, hence why Midoriya stood there for about five minutes, with no water running. He was waiting for Tatsuma to leave, but there she was, sitting on the other side only in a tower, with just a dubious glass separating them.

"Umm, Ryukyu-san? Did… did something happen?"

"No, everything is fine. And… you can call me by my name. Tatsuma is fine, Midoriya."

"Tatsuma-san, then. Uh, can I ask why are you here, exactly?" There was no other way to address this.

She remained silent for a while, and all Midoriya could see was her shadow, shifting in place, uncrossing and crossing again her legs, which only made him feel more awkward.

"I just, uh… I thought of…" She trailed off. How do you even justify this? "I kind of wanted to… help to wash you back?" The words jumped from her mouth before she could fully process the implications.

"W-w-wash my back?" He looked at the opaque shadow with wide eyes, oblivious to her shocked expression.

"Y-yeah! S-sometimes you bathe together, r-right?" Now she was just winging it, throwing things at the wall and seeing what stuck.

"This bathroom doesn't have a bathtub, though…" Maybe he was reading too much into it, and his previous lewd thoughts were clouding his judgment.

She was Ryukyu, the 10th hero in the national ranking. If she said she just wanted to wash his back, he should believe her. Right? Nemuri and Yu were different, and that involved another set of circumstances. Tatsuma has been nothing but professional with him up to now, and she didn't show any signs of being interested in him. He would know, Urakara made it a point that he had to be more aware of his surroundings and the effect he had on people, especially women. Yeah, no way she was into him or anything…

"Well, of course. Bathtubs are sort of a luxury, and this is my workplace, not a place to relax." She followed in a serious tone.

"Right. Then-"

"But I think after today we could use some relaxation."

"Eh?"

"I mean, umm, it's not good for your health to be tense at all times. Sometimes you have to loosen up, or you'll end up sick and underperforming, right?" She said with fake confidence.

"I… guess?"

"..."

"What the hell am I saying?!" Ryuko shouted in her head.

For some reason, she felt extremely out of it, as if she couldn't behave like herself at all. At least when she was close to him. That bunny girl wasn't completely off the mark, she had been worrying about Midoriya for a while now, but it was purely for the sake of protecting him from harm and bad influence, not because she found him a cute, adorable cinnamon bun-

"No no, stop! Ugh, why am I feeling like this? It's so hot in here… Ryuko, what are you doing…?"

The more time passed, the weirder the mood got. She was sitting there for a while now, frequently crossing her legs, only draped in a towel, while he stood behind the glass pane, without even turning on the water. Was he that off-put by her presence? I mean, sure, she dragged him here out of nowhere and told him to strip- undress. It was pretty unusual, but it wasn't the end of the world, right? Like, imagine if it was Rumi? Oh no, she would probably be all over him by now, doing… something very shameful and naughty. But not Ryuko, she only wanted to make sure he was fine and away from such a temptress. So… why did it feel so awkward to be next to him?

She wasn't smelling that bad, was she? No, that was just sweat and dirt, and he wasn't even close enough to smell it. A fleeting thought crossed her mind but she quickly blew it away. She wasn't being rude, as far as she could tell, and they were on pretty good terms in her opinion. So why was he so weirded out by her presence? He couldn't even look directly at her. For real, was he looking at all? The opaque glass erased all features but the general shape of the body, and if you add the towel, there wasn't really anything to see. Tatsuma wasn't exactly a vanity person, but she also took care of herself, and she dared say she was pretty in shape and even starred in a few commercials. She was no Midnight, sure, but she wasn't that far behind. If he liked Nemuri, he could certainly like her figure and-

"No no no no! Stop it! Stupid brain, and stupid hot towel…" She shook her head again, fanning herself a bit and tugging at the tower hugging her bosom.

"... Midoriya."

"H-hai!"

"The shower. Turn it on."

"Oh. Right."

The warm water began to wash his skin. Midoriya tried to focus all his brain power on cleansing himself, physically and mentally, but it was hard to do so with such a menial task, especially since the dragon hero now had planted an image in his mind. He has taken showers with the girls before, but this is not the type of image you get desensitized to, you know. At that point, he would need an entire onsen to accommodate everyone, but along with that thought came the idea of the blond beauty also being there. The sound of her voice broke him from his brief fantasy.

"Midoriya, earlier during the fight… those villains said a lot of things, things that are not completely false, in a way. Everything was hazy and muffled, but I saw you got pretty bothered by it, to say the least. ~sigh~ Don't do that, okay? It's fine to feel anger, but you can't let it cloud your judgment."

"... You're right. I'm sorry, Tatsuma-san."

"Don't be, you're still learning. These things come with experience. Some heroes even use that against their opponents."

"Like what Miruko does, right?" She smiled at the hint of excitement in his voice. It didn't take much to break him out of a bad mood.

"Yeah, she likes to banter. This is not a sermon, just something to think about, so you can relax, alright?"

"I'll definitely keep that in mind! But honestly, I could barely contain myself. All those things about corruption, using us as examples, and saying heroes are fake… maybe some, but not you!"

The conviction in his voice kind of took her off guard.

"Is that so…?"

"Hmm! I think you're one of the best heroes we have, and not just because of the ranking. Working by your side… you take care of everyone around you and put them before your safety or well-being. It's everything a hero should strive for, right?"

"I wouldn't set myself as an example but-"

"So I couldn't hold it back. I couldn't hear those lies about people important to me and simply let it slip."

The steam was making the room a bit cloudy, and the sound of running water was kinda soothing. In that last sentence, one word stuck the most with Tatsuma.

"Important… he thinks I'm… important?"

In what way? To what degree? Did he mean something else by this, or was he just saying? Maybe it was the steam, the heat, the towel hugging her chest, or the icky feeling of dirt and sweat on her skin, but the blondie had a storm of thoughts running around her head, and all of them were orbiting the young man showering just across that opaque glass.

"Tatsuma-san…"

This was a perilous situation. If it was any other woman in her place, imagine what could happen to him.

"Tatsuma-san…"

Someone with no self-restraint like Rumi, or a temptress like Nemuri. Hell, she wouldn't put it beneath Ryuko either, considering how she was so desperate to find a partner. And she did comment a few times on how she preferred to date younger-looking guys. Should she be on the watch for more potential threats than the tanned bunny girl-

"T-Tatsuma-san!"

She broke out of her inner world, looking to the side. Midoriya was poking his head from the partially open glass door, looking to the walls with a faint tinge of red across his cheeks.

"... Yes?"

"Can you pass me a towel…?" He pointed to the one laying next to her on a balcony.

"Oh, sure. Here you go." She said, mindlessly passing it to him.

Midoriya dried himself behind the glass, unaware of her constant gaze. With just the towel around his waist, he stepped out and stood there for a moment before awkwardly making an important question.

"Are there any clothes I can spare?"

Ryuko was absent, her mind was too busy focusing on the slightly wet teen in front of her to think of anything else.

"Why does he look so… oh god, those scars, you poor thing. What kind of physique is this? Does every other boy your age look just as good? What kind of training are they giving at U.A.-"

"Tatsuma-san!"

"Hmm?"

"... Clothes."

She slowly connected the dots.

"Uh, there's a box with a few donations in the next room. Pick whatever you feel comfortable with."

With that, he left the bathroom, leaving Ryuko alone with her thoughts and a warm feeling swelling in her chest. She removed her towel and stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash over her skin, but she quickly turned it to cold to try and free her mind of inappropriate ideas, along with banishing her growing desires.

Meanwhile, the emerald child sorted through the pile, finding a pair of pants that loosely fit him and a T-shirt with a bunny stamp on it. That would have to do for now. Coming back to the main room, Midoriya thought about what Tatsuma just told him. It wasn't the first time he got angry and reacted to something impulsed by his emotions. According to his track record, this wasn't a good strategy, and he was most likely to get hurt by the end of it. He wanted to say he couldn't help it because he felt his blood boiling when he saw people talking shit about his loved ones but he had to act like a pro hero if he wanted to become one. Still, insulting the image he had of All Might, Ryukyu, Miruko, and many other heroes was absolutely off limits to him. In particular Midnight and Mt. Lady, for obvious reasons.

More importantly, for a brief moment, Rust actually made him stop to think. All it takes is one "evil" quirk. It wasn't that far from his situation, and he had seen what could happen to someone who had their aspirations denied right in front of them. He always chose not to think too much about it because he believed in the good inside every person, but Midoriya would be lying if he denied people could be quite cruel to others because of their quirks, or lack thereof. This made him think of a certain blondie that has been a pain in his ass for a while now. If all it took was an evil quirk, was there a way to make things better?

Could people like Rust, who lost faith in heroes, be saved? Could people like Napalm, who are always out for blood and causing harm, ever change? What about Leech and Doll? How to convince them not everyone will be mean to them because of their powers? This got him thinking a lot right after the fight ended because, in a way, they reminded him of her, not only for the blood-related quirks but because of their stories. Sure, he didn't get the full picture, but it happened enough times that all these people gathered into a villain group.

"Could Himiko really change?" He asked himself, probably for the thousandth time ever since she showed up at the gates of U.A, battered and willingly.

"This is not a simple matter of how people view her quirk, Izuku. She has a crime list, as well as victims under her name. No matter how she got where she is, this is not something that can be ignored or worked around."

"I know that, but…"

"But?"

"If she had another quirk, or if people didn't think she was a freak because of that. If she had someone to tell her she could do better, be better… Like what All Might did to me."

"Well, maybe she would have turned alright, or maybe not. Maybe this is the lesser of devils, and she could have developed into an even bigger menace. Dealing with ifs and maybes won't help, dear…"

"Then… what will? How do we help someone like that?"

"You'll have to find out by yourself. I… didn't fare well in this kind of situation. She's trying very hard to show you she changed, I suppose the best you can do is give her a chance."

Nana's words floated in his mind for a while before fading into the mist of his subconscious. Only then did Midoriya notice the other pro hero sitting on a couch across the room, arms wide open and legs crossed.

"Yo, you were standing there for a while." She said with a small grin.

"I wasn't… mumbling, was I?"

"No, you just looked lost in thought. Why?"

"It's just a habit of mine, hehe…" He awkwardly scratched his head.

The dimly lit room was silent enough that they could hear the running water from the shower. The silver light of the moon flooded through the large window and the street lights below glimmered.

"I watched some of the transmission they sent all over the place, especially your fight. You did well, kid."

"Thanks."

Usagiyama leaned forward, resting her chin in one hand.

"I also noticed you incorporated a few of my moves when you were fighting against the crazy hothead. Should I sue?"

"I-i-i-it wasn't my intention to steal! I just thought I needed to try something different-"

"Hahahaha! I love this side of you, Midoriya." She burst into laughs, slapping her thigh and everything. Well, at least the tension in the air was gone. "Don't worry, even if there was some law over that kind of stuff, I doubt anyone would care. That's not why we give names anyway."

"R-right."

"But now that I think about it, your costume does look like a green bunny, with those ears and all… hmm, are you a secret admirer?~" She teased him further, getting a faint squirm from him.

"Not really, but I see why it could be, uh, confusing. It's a long story, haha."

"Well, I'm kinda proud you chose to copy me in a fight. Usually, you go for the classics like All Might, although you do more kicking than the big man."

"Yeah, I took some time to develop my Shoot Style. Someone told me I was too focused on being the shadow of All Might, fighting like him and all."

"I understand, not everyone can be the Symbol of Peace," She said, throwing her hand up. "But for real, it was really cool. It feels like you're my biggest fan or something."

This sort of triggered his fanboy mode.

"You hold one of the fastest growths in the ranking, it's only natural lots of people will look up to you, Miruko-san."

"That too, I guess, but I meant it in a more personal way. Like you have been watching me closely, you know?~" A faint smirk began to form on her lips.

"With all the training we did, I had to learn something, right? I just wish I didn't have to rely so much on others to learn new things…" He said with a hint of defeat in his voice, looking down. He didn't think it was entirely bad, but at the same time, it could hinder his growth if Midoriya couldn't come up with stuff on his own.

"Nah, there's nothing wrong with learning from others. I'm glad you learned something from me. In fact," staring at the floor, Midoriya didn't notice the rabbit hero getting up from the couch and casually approaching him, hands in her pockets until she stopped right in front of him. "there's a lot more I want to teach you~"

The sudden closeness made Midoriya recoil by instinct, which elicited a light chuckle from the bunny girl.

"Are you always this jumpy, or is it because of me?"

"No no, there's nothing wrong with you, or you being here, I mean…"

"Good, good… So you don't mind me getting closer, do you?~"

She took one step forward, closing the gap between them again, and he went back another step. The cycle repeated until they reached the wall, where Usagiyama rested one hand, leaning in even closer to him. She had a devious smile on her lips as her ruby red eyes fixated on his emerald green ones.

"You know, Midoriya, I have had my eyes on you for a good while now. You can say that's the reason why I teamed up with Ryukyu."

"Really?"

"Well, kinda. Like, ninety-seven percent, but that's beside the point. You see, I have heard a lot about you and I gotta say, I'm impressed. I never paid attention to that sports festival from your school, but boy, aren't you a box full of surprises."

Her other hand cupped his cheeks.

"And you look so cute with your messy green hair and those freckles. It almost doesn't match those nice muscles you have~" Her hand then glided to his chest, tracing down to his abs and moving to his shoulder and biceps.

"W-well, what can I say? I train a lot, hehe…" Maybe if he played it cool, she would stop hitting on him. Yes, this was a full-on flirt, with no room for error.

"Ooooh, looks like your battle bunny fantasy is about to be realized, Izuku~"

"Not now, Nana-san!"

Her other hand rested on the wall, closing his "escape routes". She closed the distance even further, pressing her thigh between his legs.

"I know you do a lot more than just studying and working out. Do you want to know what else I heard of?~" She leaned so she could whisper in his ears. "I heard you got to fuck every girl from your class~"

He pushed her away a little, shock filling his face.

"H-how did you know that?!"

"Oh, Nemuri told us."

"She did?!"

"Well, technically it was Yu after we got drunk as hell at my house, but then Nemuri had to spill the beans and then begged us not to tell everyone. I think the news about her having sex with her students wouldn't do well for her reputation."

"You are not going to tell anyone, are you…?"

"Who, me? Hahahaha! Don't you worry that pretty head of yours, I wouldn't tell a soul. I respect Nemuri, she goes around dressed like that without caring about what others think or say, and she gets the job done. She's a great hero."

Midoriya let out a sigh of relief as he heard their secret was safe. Though it begged the question of who else knew. She did say "us", and by the way she described it, it happened during some kind of party. He also wondered why neither Nemuri nor Yu told him about that. It's the kind of important stuff he felt he should know of. But that relief was short-lived, as he wasn't off the hook yet. The tanned woman cupped his cheeks again, and her face was dangerously close to his.

"However, I did tell her something else too." The tanned woman pressed her body against his, making sure she had the most physical contact possible with him.

"There is a price to keep my mouth shut. You see," She cupped his cheeks again, slowly getting their faces closer. Her leg rubbed against his crotch, as well as her chest on his. "I want to see why Nemuri got so hooked on you. Care to explain, big boy?~"

That's it, he had to get out of there. Now, despite her being technically his senior, Midoriya was taller than Usagiyama, yet it didn't stop her from looking just as intimidating. Plus she didn't just train her legs, her entire body was sculpted with toned muscles that weren't just for show. The green teen had to put some effort into pushing the bunny girl away from him, who kept grinning all the time, her ruby red eyes half closed and staring at him lustfully.

"Come on, big boy, you're not scared of little me, are you? After everything I heard, I thought you would be down to some fun time with me~"

Finally, Midoriya managed to shove her back, keeping Usagiyama at arm's distance.

"I'm not afraid! I just don't want to… have "fun" with you. I don't know everything you heard, but I don't just sleep with anyone." He said firmly, despite his flushed face.

"Oh, so it's like that…"

"Yeah, it is like that."

"Okay, okay, I get it. She did say you were loyal. I just… pfft~"

She suppressed a laugh, which confused him. Was he being pranked?

"What?"

"No nothing, just… hahahaha, man, I didn't expect you to be so stuck up! It's almost like a little dog. What? Can't do any of the naughty stuff without your mommy saying you can? Hahahahaha!" She said between laughs, ruffling his hair.

Okay, so she was pranking him. Even so, Midoriya felt his pride being struck there. Sure, he would never betray Nemuri or any of his girls, but that didn't mean he was on a leash or something. He was just doing what any decent boyfriend would do. Boyfriends do what their girlfriends like to make them happy, right? Aside from having sex with multiple girls at the same time, probably, but their situation was special so that didn't count.

"Hey, it's not like that… We have all agreed on this. Eventually."

"Hmm, I don't know, sounds like someone is being defensive about being Nemuri's pretty fuck boy~"

"I am not, and don't talk of Nemuri like that!"

"I didn't mean to offend, relax. All I'm saying is that it's pretty ironic you would be so pressed about it when you casually fuck with every girl around you. I can only assume Nemuri has you on a short leash." She said with a sly grin crossing her lips.

"That's… not true."

Technically it wasn't, but he would be lying if he didn't admit Nemuri took the lead whenever they were on the bed. She also got the girls to behave and tone down on the fire and brimstone whenever another one was added to the group, and she somewhat acted as a voice of reason. Nemuri clearly was the most experienced so naturally, everyone listened to her. But that didn't mean he had to ask for her consent every time. He did listen to her because what she said was usually the right thing to do.

"Yeah, I think Nemuri was bluffing. You seem like a good kid, but there's no way you got her hooked up on your bed skills. But cheer up, not everyone can say they're Midnight's pet~" Usagiyama said, lifting her shoulders and turning around with a smug smile.

She got what she wanted, proof that Nemuri was exaggerating and a few minutes of this green bean being flustered as a bonus. She would make sure to poke fun at Nemuri and Yu later. The whole harem thing and two of her adult friends being involved were still pretty shocking, but it wasn't the end of the world. Soon enough these horny teenagers would grow out of it and meet new people, plus the rabbit hero could only imagine a bunch of awkward girls trying to make it work just like in that piece of hentai they saw that one time.

"Heh, and here I was thinking you would show me a good time…" She said, waving a hand as she walked back to the couch.

Okay, she was literally asking for it.

"Well, I would if you behaved better…" Midoriya whispered to himself, but once again, she had excellent hearing.

Her ears perked up and she froze in place, the smug smile crossing her lips widening more.

"Oh, is that a challenge?~" She turned around, hands in her pockets, sending a seductive stare at him. "I don't think you can, kid."

"I could, but I won't because…"

"Because?~"

"... because I have many, many girlfriends already."

"Good puppy~"

In an act of defiance, he marched to where she was, looking down at the bunny girl. Maybe this wasn't the best idea because he could see a lot of her cleavage like that, especially after she unzipped it halfway down.

"Eyes up here, hun. But it's okay, I don't mind~"

"I'm not looking... And maybe you should mind."

"Maybe you should fuck me~"

"Maybe I will."

"Is that an invitation?~"

"If you keep teasing, I- wah!"

Before he could notice, Usagiyama swept his feet and grabbed him by his shirt, shoving him on the couch behind her and straddling his waist.

"Alright then, let's skip the tease, shall we?~"

She opened her hoodie, exposing her toned abs and more of her chest, and now Midoriya confirmed that she was, indeed, not wearing anything underneath. Her hands snuck up under his shirt, sliding up against his skin, then moving down and grasping the hem of his pants. He was about to shove her back when the bunny girl suddenly jumped off him. Rather, she was forcefully removed by someone else. Tatsuma, with only a towel wrapped around her, pushed Usagiyama to the floor as she took Midoriya's side.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

"Ow! What do you think?!" She complained as she got up. Needless to say, Tatsuma was pretty mad at her.

"I knew I couldn't trust you to be alone with him." Said the dragon hero, pointing an accusing finger.

"So what? Didn't you just take a shower with him?" She replied, making Tatsuma falter for a second.

"W-we didn't shower together."

"Yeah, right. Just be honest and admit you're curious and want to fuck him."

"I'm not interested in underage boys, thank you very much, creep."

"Oh please, you were talking about looks and all that, but you have been practically guarding him like he was made of gold or something. You want this and you know it."

"I'm just doing my job as a hero. What about you? Why are you so interested? Are you that desperate?"

"Who is desperate? I'm just playing around, and I can do it whenever I want…"

While they bickered, Midoriya remained in his place, mildly stunned. Not only by this situation but by the blondie fresh from the shower standing in front of him. It caught him off guard and he couldn't help but stare for a while. Then, he noticed his phone on the couch, flashing and vibrating. He quickly picked it up when he saw who was calling.

"Nemuri?"

"Izuku! Oh my, it's so good to hear your voice. Where are you now? No one has returned to U.A. yet."

Hearing the voice of one of his lovers was pretty comforting, but he couldn't move his eyes from the ongoing argument.

"I'm at Ryukyu's office. She offered to have us stay overnight to rest. Is everyone else still in the city?"

"Oh, yeah. Actually, I made a quick pause to try and call you. I saw the transmission… I'm glad you're okay, Izuku."

He could hear the relief in her voice.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Mostly."

"~sigh~ I know, I know, I can't help it. After everything that happened, I can't stop thinking of what I would do if you vanished again… hey, is that Rumi and Ryuko in the background?"

Before Midoriya could answer, he had his phone snatched from his hand by the blondie, who was now physically struggling to keep Usagiyama away from the green teen.

"Nemuri? Is that you?!"

"Ryuko? What's up? Thanks for letting them rest over there-"

"She's trying to have sex with him!" The dragon hero shouted, trying to hold the bunny girl back with one hand because the other was keeping her towel secured.

"She WHAT?!"

"Don't be a bitch about it, Ryuko, you were going to do the same later!" Said the tanned woman, who managed to grasp the phone from Ryuko. "Hey, Nemuri, I'm calling out your bullshit. I bet your little puppy will melt under me if you know what I mean~"

This was meant to just provoke the R-rated hero, so the rabbit hero was not prepared for what came next.

"... Can you pass back to Izuku?" Nemuri's tone was dead serious, so both women stopped the fight and gave it back to the green teen.

"Hai?"

"Make sure they can hear, Honey. Just this time I'll ask you this… Fuck that bunny bitch senseless."

The three of them were speechless for a solid minute.

"Nemuri…? Are you s-sure about that?" Asked the green teen. Even if she asked him to do it, it was bound to cause chaos if the other girls ever found out, and he was not going to hide anything from them.

"Your choice, I'm going there. Even if you don't, I'm going to fuck her up."

"But the girls- she hung up…"

There was an awkward silence in the room before Usagiyama broke it.

"Well, now you have permission from your owner. Wanna do it now?~"

"You're not doing anything with him, Rumi!" Ryuko immediately went into defense mode, grabbing Midoriya and holding him tight against her.

"Ugh, this is getting old, Ryuko. I'm just going to tease him or something. It's just a kid, he won't last long."

"Rumi, back off or I swear I'll kick you to the street butt naked!"

"Oh my- why are you so protective of him?" She said, stepping forward to try and grab Midoriya by his arm, in hopes of yanking him from the dragon hero, but Ryuko recoiled, hugging him even tighter.

"He's a precious child! Why do you want to have sex with him?"

"Because he's surprisingly hot and a good fighter for his age, that's all!"

Now that they have stated their reasons out loud, it dawned on them what exactly they were doing. Rumi was practically naked, and she was past the point of just teasing. Ryuko only had a towel around her body, and even that was only covering her front because she held poor Midoriya's face against her chest. Once she realized that, she let go of him like a hot iron bar, and of course the towel fell, exposing her completely to his emerald green eyes.

"Ah…! Don't… don't look…" She was at a loss of words.

"S-sorry!" He spat out, turning around, but then he found Rumi, who was also displaying everything, so he had to find somewhere else to look.

"Oh come on! Why did they have to stand around naked?"

Regardless of his opinion, his body would react to all that visual and physical stimulus, so he couldn't help the growing bulge inside his pants.

"Nemuri already gave you the green light, so why don't you take the opportunity? Show them why the girls can't have enough of you~" Nana teased him.

"I don't want to bang Miruko just because she's daring me to. Or because Nemuri told me to do it… Besides, I'm sure she said that out of anger, or something…"

"But you were thinking about it back then, right?"

"Well, yes… But just because she was teasing me! I don't, you know… have feelings for her. It would be wrong."

"Oh, Izuku, I hope you realize how precious you are," Nana said, completely endeared by this display of purity of heart. "That said, she is being quite disrespectful. For your own sake, you should stand your ground, you know?"

Outside of his mind, the bunny girl rested a hand on his shoulder, turning him to face her.

"So, are we doing this or not?"

"No."

"Really?" Usagiyama was taken aback by the dry response. "What? You don't like beefy women?" She asked, flexing her arm.

"N-no, I just… don't want to do it with you. Is it too difficult to understand?"

"Well, you are telling me no, but this is saying yes to me~," She said, gently pressing her other hand on his crotch, which made him jump back but Rumi followed, topping him on the couch again.

"I-I can't help it, but that doesn't mean I want to!"

"You can be honest, I'm no Midnight, but I know you love my body, practically everyone does. Especially… these beautiful, toned, smooth thighs~" She said that and with one move, she had his head in a leg lock.

Midoriya tried to break free, but to no one's surprise, she had incredible strength in her legs, to the point he felt mildly suffocated. He would appreciate the smoothness of her thighs more if he wasn't worried about his loyalty to his lovers, and the decreasing supply of oxygen.

"Come on, don't fight it. Or do fight, if that's your thing~ You know you like it, so why bother with what a bunch of high school girls will say? Why bother with what Nemuri tells you to do? Even if she's more experienced, I bet I can make you feel just as good. Maybe even better, you never know before you try~"

He was considering using Full Cowl to undo her leg lock, but Ryuko shoved Rumi down and helped him to pry her legs open enough so he could slip away. But he was out of one lock to be stuck into another, except this was much more gentle and very soft. The blondie pulled him to her and smothered his face in her bare, wet chest.

"I can't… hold it any longer!"

Before he could even ask, Ryuko pulled him into a kiss, surprising both the green teen and the bunny girl. He pulled back but she held firmly, closing the gap between them as she laid on top of him, missing her towel completely.

"Hey! I was going first-" Rumi was going to push the blondie away but Ryuko's head moved up, and she growled at her, sending a menacing stare at the rabbit hero.

Ryuko looked down at Midoriya again, who was also pretty startled by this, and pulled him up and against her chest, hugging him tight and soothing him. Her hands carefully stroked his hair.

"Tatsuma-san…?"

"~sigh~ Your hair feels so soft, Midoriya…"

"... Uh, what's going on?"

"I'm sorry… I can't help it… I need this…"

"You… need what-"

He was cut by another kiss, and she held him tightly again, this time going for a deeper kiss. She forced her tongue into his mouth while she tried to remove his shirt. Midoriya resisted her advances, but he was in an awkward position. It was only when she let go to take his shirt off that Midoriya slipped away, backing off from her, but then he bumped on Rumi, who immediately got him in a headlock. Ryuko growled at her again, and it was almost like she would transform into a dragon and devour the bunny girl.

"O-oi, Ryuko, cut that out."

"Let. Him. Go."

"Why should I-"

"LET HIM GO!"

"Ah! Fine!"

In a second, Midoriya found himself with his face shoved between her soft mounds again, and she kept snarling at Rumi while holding him. Okay, something was definitely going on here, this behavior was just too different from their usual, as Ryuko seemed about to claw out Rumi's face. So doing his best to ignore the naked state of the person hugging him, he asked her.

"Tatsuma-san, what's going on?"

"I…" She looked at his face again and leaned in for another kiss, but this time he stopped her, gently placing a finger on her lips.

"Please, tell me what's going on. It's… worrying me." Seeing her in this state made him more concerned about her well-being than anything, plus this might have been an after-effect of the poisonous mist both her and Rumi inhaled.

It took the blondie a few moments, and she seemed to struggle with her desire to smooch his face again, and after a moment of moderate clarity, she began to talk.

"I don't know, something is not right, my head… the last time I felt like this was when I was a kid… Sometimes I feel like… I need to have something for myself, and the more I think about it, the more…" Her eyes seemed to lose focus again, rather, she got tunnel vision on the green teen underneath her.

"Does that mean you… want me?" That much he understood.

"Yes! I mean, no! I don't know how it started. Maybe it was when Nemuri explained how she loves you, and how you love her back. Or maybe it was after you came to work with me. I don't know how to explain but… you're such a wonderful child, Midoriya. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache, and I want to hold you and never let go. I know I shouldn't, but I want to. I want to feel this… this love Nemuri talked about."

She hugged him again, pressing his face against her chest.

"I would never hurt a good child like you but here I am, taking you to the wrong path… I'm so selfish… But you're so precious, Midoriya… and you smell so nice… and… and those gorgeous, green eyes… hehehe~ I'm not the great hero you thought I was. I'm so, so sorry… for being a shameful woman who kisses young boys like you. Even if you are… so sweet and… so cute and… dedicated, and strong… and your scent is so… intoxicating…" Her voice slowly changed from broken to deep and alluring, as if she had exchanged personalities.

He could feel the heat in her skin. She began to pant, brushing his hair and taking the scent that came from it. Then, the dragon hero lowered her head into his neck and licked it, sucking hard enough to like a visible mark, much to his surprise. When she pulled back and pinned him down, Midoriya looked into her eyes as she stared at him. The slits were wide open, and she was completely focused on him. If he moved an arm, she would grasp it firmly. If he moved a leg, she would try and lock it with hers. Trying to squirm only made her press herself more against him. Her hot breath brushed his face, just like when the prey is completely captured by the hunter.

And while that went on, Midoriya tried to make sense of this. The old man's quirk apparently only involved making people sick, what else could be the cause of this change? Whatever the case might be, he had to stop her before she did something she would regret later.

"Tatsuma-san, let's slow down a little and think this through. You don't actually want to do this, right?"

"Yeah, I want to~ But I shouldn't… I know it's wrong… but I want you so bad, Izuku~ Ha… hahaha… I called you by your first name~ Come on, call me Ryuko."

"Tatsuma-san-"

"Ry-u-ko~ Come, say it~"

"... Ryuko-san, please-"

"Ah~ It feels… so good to be like this, on top of you. Do you… does Nemuri sit on you like this?"

"Eh, s-sometimes, but listen, I think you're-"

"Let's make this our thing then, okay? I'll straddle you, and you'll look pretty under me, and then I… I…"

Her pupils shrunk and dilated a few times, and she lost her focus. He used this opportunity to talk her out of this.

"Ryuko-san, there's something wrong. You're not like this, right? You don't actually want to, you know, have sex with me, right?"

"No, I… would never…"

"Right?! You wouldn't hurt a child."

"No, I… Oh…" She seemed to finally come back to her senses. Ryuko took her hands off his arms, slowly backing away while Midoriya sat up. "I'm sorry, I don't know what came to me, I…"

"It's okay, I think it wasn't you. It's just a hunch, but maybe it was that toxic mist or the blood HP gave to you and- ack!" His line was cut by the bunny hero, who had him in a headlock. Again.

"Aaah, forget it, I don't fucking care anymore!" She groaned in frustration, shifting positions so she was on top of him. "We're doing this whether you want it or not! I'm too hot!~" Rumi forcefully pulled his pants down, but before she could even take a better look down there, she got flipped over and out of the emerald teen.

"Don't you dare, Rumi!" Ryuko shouted, holding Midoriya protectively. "You're NOT going to harm him- … M-Midoriya… this hard feeling… is this your…"

It wasn't his fault, she pulled him against her, and he was now pantless. And considering the situation, there was a very slim chance Midoriya would not have a boner. Acknowledging that didn't make it any less embarrassing, though, as the blond hero slowly looked down, finding his erect member pressed against her body. If she felt warm before, now something inside her flared up in blazes. The prolonged stare only made Midoriya more flustered.

"Ryuko-san… if you could, you know, let go…"

"Mine…" She whispered.

"Uh, sorry, what did you say?"

"Mine!"

Apparently, releasing him wasn't an option.

Ryuko embraced him again, pulling him away from Rumi, who was trying to sneak behind the boy again. She gnarled at the tanned woman, who scoffed and backed off (for now). Having asserted her dominance, the blondie resumed staring at Midoriya's eyes, running her fingers through his green locks. He pushed her off but she too was surprisingly strong for someone of her build.

"Shhh, don't fight, my darling. It's okay, you're safe with me, right?"

"This is the opposite of safe."

"No no no, don't struggle. I'll… keep you safe. Yeah, I'll keep you safe with me. Yes, mommy will protect you, right? Yes, I will, my precious emerald, my treasure, my sexy… endearing little hero~"

And from there she was completely lost. Whatever binding Ryuko had to her usual personality was severed, taken over by the rush of libido coursing through her veins. Her arms and legs wrapped around him, rubbing her body against his in every way possible. She breathed heavily and gave a long lick over his cheek before she pressed her lips against his and pushed until she parted them, letting her tongue explore his mouth. She relished his taste, his scent, the feeling of his body touching her hot skin, and she loved every single second of it. But she wanted more, she needed more. That burning ache between her legs wasn't going away anywhere, and as much as she knew deep inside it was against her principles, she couldn't resist it, the urge was too great to hold back.

Between pants and long kisses, Ryuko began to grind against his shaft. She sucked more on his neck, leaving more and more marks on his skin, a sign of her "ownership". She only stopped when she pulled back a little to admire the beautiful young man she was straddling, eyes full of lust and anticipation for what was to come.

"I… want you~ I want this~ I want you all for myself, hahaha~ You'll be mine, right? I'll keep you safe, I'll love you lots and lots, and you'll love me back, right?~ Right? So I can have this… we can do it, right?~"

It was clear to him that Ryuko was out of it. Whatever happened there seemed to trigger an animalistic side of her, along with some maternal instinct of protection. But specifically at this moment, he couldn't care less. Midoriya held great respect for Ryukyu as a hero, but right now… he was quite frustrated. For starters, the timeout on the more intimate activities with his harem was very welcomed at first. He liked the sex, but he also liked spending time with them, and not having to hide the fact he loved them, or sneaking around at night. But after some time, even he was missing it, as he sort of grew used to having long, passionate nights with his lovers. He passed out from exhaustion, yes, but he really liked it.

And on top of that, the great question. Why did this always happen to him? He would try to be a good boyfriend, and some "random" woman would try and have her way with him. It made the girls right in being so overzealous about this because apparently Midoriya simply couldn't help it, right? Well, no. Not this time.

"I'm sorry, Ryuko-san, but I'm doing it on my terms this time."

In her dazed state, Ryuko barely registered when the boy underneath her jolted up, reversing the positions. Now he loomed over her, with her thighs loosely wrapped around his waist. She seemed quite surprised by it, judging by her expression.

Everyone had a limit, and Midoriya just reached his. All that teasing, two stunning ladies pushing and pulling him around as if he was a ragdoll, Nemuri telling him to fuck one of them, and now Ryuko having a steamy session of "skinship", even he couldn't ignore all that. What he also couldn't ignore was the hard-on down below. You can't shake a piece of meat in front of a hungry wolf and expect it not to jump forward. He would explain it to the girls later, as always, but this time he was taking the initiative.

So the green teen shut down his guilty complex for a moment and moved in to kiss Ryuko, who broke from her confused state once their lips touched. She smiled in happiness from having her feelings returned, regardless of how filled with lust and misguided they were. Her hands moved to embrace him once more, but the young man on top of her had other plans.

Izuku broke the kiss, planting more on her collarbone and further down, making a trail to her bosom. He then planted more quick pecks on her breasts and began to suck on one of her nipples while massaging the other with one hand. The blondie let out a low moan, stroking his hair as he fondled her squishy mounds with abandon. This was something she had never experienced before, but she was loving it.

Following the new experiences, Izuku moved one hand down, rubbing her inner thighs. A little bit up and he began to rub her labia, getting more moans from the pro hero. She squirmed her legs with each touch, letting him take her through this new, uncharted territory. She pulled in a sharp breath when he rubbed his thumb against her clit, slowly moving one finger in, then a second one, sending her even further down into a lust drive. Her hands held him tight, and she felt a jolt run up her spine every time he pressed against that place. It never felt that good when she did it herself or was it because it was him touching her? Whatever the case, he pleasured her in a way she never imagined before.

It was like a sensory overload. Ryuko got intoxicated with his scent, the wet sounds of him savoring her breasts and touching her private place, the lingering taste at the tip of her tongue, the hotness permeating her skin, and the sight of this young man sending her to a world of pleasure, it all was too much for her to resist.

"Izuku… Izuku… it feels so good~ I'm going to…"

Izuku always aimed to please his girls, so you could say he was quite skilled. He took his time in slow, circular motions, getting the blondie closer and closer to her limit as she clung to him, squirming more and more until she reached her climax. She tried to hold back her moans, perhaps instinctively or out of embarrassment, but it was clear it was the first time she felt something like this. Her back arched as she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her body, never letting go of the green-haired teen.

"Hah… this should be enough- hmm?" He tried to get up, but Ryuko had him locked in place with her legs. He imagined the orgasm would leave her motionless long enough to let him slip out, but he was mistaken.

"Hah~ Not yet, hun… I still want it… here~" She said, pulling his waist against herself and cupping his face with her hands.

She locked him into another long kiss, rocking her hips and grinding against his crotch. He wanted to avoid going all the way with her, but that wasn't an option anymore. Once more, Izuku threw his common sense out of the proverbial window, holding her hips up with one hand. She squealed in his mouth as he groped her ass. Ryuko held his cock, aligned with her entrance, and pulled him against her one more time, slowly being penetrated by him. She let out a pained whimper, digging her nails on his back the deeper he went.

"A-ah~ Mmmm~ It's so… Izuku~ It feels so good~ Ah~" Ryuko whispered in his ears, taking the chance to nibble at it. She thought her first time would hurt as other girls said, but she felt amazing, despite the pain. Maybe it was the hormones again, or maybe it was because of him.

Either way, she was about to feel even better. The green teen began to move his hips, slowly at first, almost taking the tip out and going deep again. Each move got a moan out of the blondie, who kept hugging him for dear life. He had to be honest, even if it wasn't one of his girls, Izuku felt pretty good too. Ryuko was a bit clumsy when moving by herself, but every time he slid his dick in she would tighten around him, and she was so wet and warm right now, it was beginning to get to his head.

"Fuck~ This feels… better than I expected~," He thought out loud, but that prompted the dragon hero to hold his face again, inviting him to look at her.

She had a weird smile on her face. As in, not a creepy smile, but one of endearment, and pleasure, not too far from when he acted as "Good Boy" for Momo, or when he gave a little spanking to Mina.

"Izuku~ My treasure~ You don't need to go anywhere now. You can stay with me, right? You'll stay with mommy, won't you?~ Here, don't you love mommy's pussy?~ Yes, you do~"

"Okay… that was way kinkier than I expected."

"I guess you have a knack for awakening these things on girls, don't you?" Said Nana, provoking him but also being a little surprised herself.

"This will be… the only time, alright? Hah~"

"Noooo, I want more~ Ah~ I wanna… have more sex with my treasure~ My treasure~ My precious emerald… Please… be my treasure~ Mine~"

She kept going on about this, between moans and passionate kisses, never letting go of him. At some point she got the hang of moving her hips, matching her motions with his. Izuku picked up the pace, getting more and more into it. He felt guilty to admit, but fucking Ryuko felt amazing. He would probably like it even more if she was part of his harem, and everyone involved was aware of that, but even without that, he couldn't deny the pleasure. In particular, she clinging on to him was kind of… comforting. Her skin felt hot and was still moist from her shower, her soft breasts rubbed against his chest, and he could almost hold the passion with which she embraced him. In a way, it fit her perfectly, ignoring the lustful aspect of it, of course.

"Mmmah~ Izuku… I want you~ You don't need other girls, right? You'll stay with me~ Mommy will love you lots~ You don't need to go for Nemuri, or anyone else- ah!~ My- aah!~ My treasure~"

"Hold on, I never said I- hah~ would leave them."

Ryuko pulled him into yet another kiss. Izuku went faster, feeling he was getting near his limit. Sparks began to fly as he picked up the pace. The room filled with more moans and wet noises as his crotch met hers. She began to get out of breath, panting and moaning in reckless abandon as he pounded her.

"I-Izuku!~ I'm gonna cum!~ I'm cumming from your dick!~ I'm- cumming!"

Ryuko arched her back again as she felt another orgasm wash over her. She curled her toes and sank her nails on his back again, tensing up, then relaxing, but he kept thrusting inside her. Izuku pushed her dangly legs up, going faster and deeper into her pussy, driving the blondie on the verge of crazy. Her hands weakly held on to his neck. She wanted to look at him when he came, she wanted to see the cute, sensual face he would make, the noises, everything. She wanted to bask in his essence, hold him close to her heart and never let him go. At least that was what she felt now, with her sex drive turned on the highest. Her yellow eyes locked with his green ones, and she loved how they glowed so intensely.

He was at his limit. Ryuko felt way too good and the way she looked at him as if she was expecting him to finish. In a moment of brief clarity, Izuku pulled out, right on time to release his load all over her belly and breasts. Letting go of her legs, the emerald teen hovered above her, catching his breath and thinking how close he was to coming inside her. He would probably die of shame after his thoughts cleared out if he did so. Underneath him, Ryuko seemed disappointed.

"I knew it, she wanted me to come inside!"

"Well, are you surprised? She is completely enthralled by you… treasure~"

"Can we leave the jokes for later…?"

"Sure thing, sugar plum, I'll leave you to your new lovely ladies~"

Ignoring the voice in his head teasing him, Izuku got up, or he tried to before Ryuko held him in place. She still had that dazed look on her face, and she was still talking nonsense. She leaned in to kiss him but he stopped her, placing one hand on her shoulder

"Ryuko-san, please… that's enough."

"I… I can't have enough of my precious boy~ I wanna hold you all night long, kiss you, pamper you, protect you… I want you, Izuku~" This time she aimed for his neck, burying her face there and sucking to leave more marks on his skin. Meanwhile, Izuku tried to process the hormone-fueled confession. He could somewhat understand her feeling so horny, but that sounded like something else. Whatever was the case, Ryuko had her fill, at least for now, and he got to release some of that pent-up frustration. Now, for the part where he has to explain to the girls how he got on a bed with yet another woman. Well, on a couch, this time. Except he was not off the hook yet. Not if the rabbit hero had a say in that.

"Ugh, you got ahead of me. What a shame." Said the rabbit hero, getting Izuku in a headlock (again) and pulling him from the blondie, whose brain was currently too mushy to react properly. It seems she had a love for grappling too…

"Ack! L-let go, Miruko-san!"

"Oh, come on, you can call me Rumi, I-zu-ku~ I guess we're a little past the first name basis, right?~ Or do you want me to call you treasure too?~" She teased him, wrapping her legs around his waist so he couldn't twist himself out of her hold.

"I'm serious, let me go, Miruko." He struggled to break free, but she wasn't budging.

"Mmmm, I love how you fight back~ You already had some fun with Ryuko over there, you're not going to leave me hanging, right?"

"Go ask- someone else!"

Midoriya managed to undo the headlock but as soon as he moved forward, Miruko followed with a twist, forcing him on the couch, with her thighs clamping his head.

"You're going to feel good. Please do not resist. I'm kidding, resist more, I like it~ It will make it even better when I make you melt like butter later on~"

Hold up, wasn't she right there watching as he sent Ryuko to cloud nine? And she was still skeptical of his bed skills? Maybe it was the heat of the moment, the sexual frustration, the hormones coursing through his body, or the lack of oxygen going to his head because of those powerful legs around his head, but Izuku decided he couldn't let this pass unchecked.

"Let me go and- hah~ I'll show you who's gonna make a mess of who…"

Her ruby red eyes seemed to flare up.

"Oh, is this a threat I hear?~"

"More like a promise."

Miruko was known for her brash nature, impulsiveness, and eagerness to fight. More than that, she loved a challenge. She wasn't thinking straight right now, and she didn't really care. All that mattered is that she would absolutely dominate that green-haired brat and then shove the results in Nemuri's face. To hell with the consequences.

The tanned woman finally released Izuku, who took a brief moment to savor breathing normally again, but there was no time to waste, he had a bunny girl in dire need of being put in her place. As he turned around, Rumi pulled him into a sloppy kiss, to which he reciprocated equally. The more he pushed forward, the more she pushed back. It was less a passionate exchange and more a battle for dominance between their tongues. As they went on, hands began to wander all over each other's bodies, hers stroking his green locks and securing a firm hold on his lower back, his sliding up and down her sides and strong legs.

Izuku was slightly on top of her, so naturally, Rumi had to make something about it, flipping both of them to the side so she was on top. She looked down at him for a moment, eyes burning with lust before she started to rock her hips back and forth. He held back a moan in the form of a low grunt, as he felt her wet slit rub against his cock. Despite the smug aura she had he couldn't deny it was incredibly sexy, but don't worry, he would remove that cocky grin soon enough.

His hands moved up, from her legs to her sides, and then to her chest. He groped her breasts, moving in circles and pinching her nipples, eventually giving a twist. This definitely excited Rumi as she didn't even try to hide her moans, but the smug grin persisted.

"You don't think this will work on me, do you? Ah~ Please, I'm not a virgin like Ryuko over there~"

"Then lemme show you a few other tricks!~" He said, surprising her with a sudden push, reverting the situation.

Now on top, he began to suck on her breasts while rubbing her clit with a thumb. Rumi tried to push him off her but Izuku reacted by sliding one finger in, getting a surprised moan from the rabbit hero. With a new "attack plan", he kept on fingering her while suckling her breasts, nibbling and pulling while his other hand felt her thighs. She decided to let him go like this for a while, to "lure" him into a "false sense of security", and then she would reverse the game in her favor again. A solid plan, right?

Rumi moaned louder and louder, stirring under the green teen, getting more and more lost in pleasure. Heck, she didn't know she could feel that good just from someone sucking her breasts, not to mention the relentless attack between her legs. It didn't feel that good when she did it herself. She wanted to push him back, to top him again, but at the same time, she didn't want to stop feeling this pleasure. Her hands moved towards his body, but they only held him closer. Her legs moved, but to make sure he wasn't pulling his hand away. This couldn't be happening. That… kid… couldn't be making her lose it, right?

She was really close to climaxing, and then… nothing. The green teen completely stopped. Their eyes met, hers with confusion, and his with an intense glow.

"Beg."

"Eh?"

"You want to feel good, right? Then beg."

"I… what are you saying?" The sudden change in character gave Rumi a temporary moment of sobriety.

"You heard me. I want you to beg, or I'm not going to continue. Come on, you were so motivated just a few minutes ago~ Beg for me, Rumi."

Okay. This was bordering on disrespect. It would be a cold day in hell when she begged for a 16-years-old. The pro hero finally put her plan into action, pushing Izuku back and down on the couch again, but instead of straddling him, Rumi wrapped her arms under his legs to hold him in place and raised his waist a little. His erection stood right in front of her face, and she leaned her head a bit to the side so she could see his face.

"So you like edging, huh? Okay, two can play this game~" She said with a defiant look, ignoring the newfound confidence Izuku was showing.

Now, if it wasn't for the heat of the moment, Rumi would probably hesitate on this, for her experience, albeit existent, was pretty small. She was not a virgin, but she didn't go around doing these things all the time. Criminals to kick into jail and stuff. It couldn't be that difficult, she thought before giving a tempting kiss on the tip of his dick. She did that a few more times before awkwardly sliding more into her mouth, shoving it against her cheek, and slowly rolling her tongue around it. But when she looked down at his face again, Rumi found Izuku with a cocky smile crossing his lips, much like the one she had before.

"... What?"

"Oh nothing, I just thought… ah, forget it." He said, looking to the side nonchalantly.

"No, say it."

"Nah, it's not important."

"Say it."

He looked at her again and his smile widened into a grin.

"Well, I just thought that after all that banter, your blowjob is… quite disappointing."

Rumi didn't know if she should feel angry or embarrassed, but her challenging spirit was still burning strong.

"Oh, so why don't you explain to me, since you're the 'expert'?''

"Hmm, if you ask nicely~"

"Fuck it! I'll find out on my own!"

And then Rumi shoved his entire length into her mouth, gagging at first when it hit the back of her throat. It looked much easier when she saw those videos… but that wouldn't stop her! The tanned woman held his legs firmly and kept bobbing her head up and down, sucking his cock as she let out a few gag noises, making a mess of drool around his shaft, much to the teen's amusement. It wasn't anywhere near what Nemuri could do, but it wasn't bad either, especially for a first-timer. Hey, he could still take some pleasure from this, aside from making Rumi eat her words.

"Hey, you could try licking it up, it's hella sexy~"

"~slurp~ Whatever ~slurp~"

"... I'm trying to help here, we're not getting anywhere with that sloppy work, you know?"

"Shut up and ~slurp~ cum already."

"~sigh~ You could learn a few things by listening to others- ah!~" His quip was cut out when Rumi decided to try something else she had seen online, sucking his balls. While pleasing, she went a bit too harsh, and unexpected, and unfortunately for Izuku (or rather, fortunately), this was a "weak spot" she could exploit.

"H-hey, careful there, those are important- mmm~"

"~slurp~ What's up, Big Boy? Afraid I'm going to take them off?~" She said, sucking the other one while she jerked him off.

Now Rumi felt like she was in the lead. The gal of that kid, trying to lecture her. She loved to see him squirm at her hands like that, holding his breath and grunting, probably to spite her. He looked… pretty cute like this.

But the important part was that Rumi was winning, and soon enough she would make him cum. Except Izuku was taking his sweet time. It didn't take that long to get her on the edge, so what was holding him back? Something clicked inside her mind, something daring, but very effective. It felt more like a punishment, but if those few hentai she watched once were to be believed, she would get him to cum in no time.

Izuku was holding on pretty well. Rumi was quite aggressive, but nothing he couldn't handle. He imagined she would let go after some time with no results and try something else, and at that moment he would turn the tables again, so needless to say, he did not expect what came next. A warm, slimy, and familiar feeling way past where his balls were, which made him jump and yelp in surprise. Nemuri mentioned that before when she was teaching him a few "tricks", and even offered to give him one, but he politely refused. The idea of someone licking his asshole didn't sound very appealing. Well, he just confirmed his suspicions.

"Oi oi oi, cut out that- ah!~" He even covered his mouth because that last moan was a bit too loud.

"Hmm, I guess Nemuri didn't teach you everything. Alright, Big Boy, let's see how you like this~"

Before he could protest further, Rumi raised his waist further up and gave another lick, and another one, still jerking him off while she teased his asshole. Lucky for her it was pretty clean, although the sweat left a weird taste in her mouth, she could ignore that if it meant throwing him over the edge. Honestly, it was funnier than she expected, seeing him holding back his adorable moans and grunts of pleasure while his hands tried to push her away. She was starting to see why Nemuri liked to have sex with him.

Despite being "basically" a kid, he was no pushover, and she would concede that he had some skills, at least with his fingers and at sucking tits. Not that Rumi would admit it, but she was definitely taking more than just the joy of proving her point and winning a self-imposed challenge. And she was getting… strangely attracted to watching him fighting against the pleasure she was giving him. Rumi began to wonder what else would the R-rated hero and this young man do when they were alone, what happened in that harem of horny teenagers. Maybe she was missing out on something because there had to be a reason for all these girls orbiting him. Or maybe it was just the hormones talking.

Regardless, Rumi thought he was close, judging by how his hips shook and from the sparks starting to fly out. Was this something he always did? If so, it was a pretty convenient way of knowing if he was really enjoying it. That meant her work here was almost done, just a few more strokes and licks should do. In a last desperate move, Izuku managed to focus enough so he could hold on to the couch and, similar to what she did before, lock her head with his legs. He then pulled her over him, taking Rumi by surprise, and finally freed himself. The sparks died out as he caught his breath, looking at the slightly dazed bunny girl, with her legs up in the air. Well, time for some payback.

"I would return the "favor", but I have something else in mind~," He said, straddling her and holding her arms up by the wrists.

"Oh yeah? Then go for it, Big Boy~" She said back, once again showing that smug grin as she willingly spread her legs open, inviting- no, daring him to cross that line.

He teased her just a little more, rubbing his cock over her soaked entrance.

"Damn, you're enjoying this that much, huh?"

"Stop bragging. Come and fuck me, if you can~"

Somewhere along that sexy fight, they stopped caring so much about the challenge and who was winning, for the pleasure was superseding pretty much everything else. Izuku pressed the tip of his dick against her pussy, entering Rumi at a torturing slow pace. Her breath became short as she felt her inner walls getting expanded, and she felt goosebumps as his free hand felt her smooth thighs and butt. She hitched when the base of his cock met her crotch, rocking her hips side to side. He tried to keep the smug face, but it was clear that the green teen was feeling pretty good too, judging by the low moans escaping his throat. If there was any doubt they were into it before, it is gone now.

He moved his hips back, and smashed against her, getting a deep moan from the bunny girl. He did it again, one, two, three times more, gradually picking up the pace. The sound of wet slaps began to fill the dimly lit room, along with short breaths and muffled moans. He let go of her wrists and thigh to cup her breasts again, to which she responded by placing her hands firmly on his butt, encouraging him to step up. The more they went, the louder the noises they made got. Her ruby red eyes met his emerald green ones one more time, but this time there was no teasing or banter, simply a mutual desire to make the other part get lost in pleasure. Perhaps somewhere in there they still had the challenge in mind, but honestly, both of them were going to come out as winners. Or losers, if you think the other way around.

"What's up? Hah~ Nothing funny to say now?~" He said.

"Mmm~ You tell me. Fuck~ Where is all that smugness? Oh~"

"It was you who… shit~ wanted this, didn't you?~"

"Yeah, and I think- ah~ you're into it just as I am~"

"Ah, fuck~ You're getting so tight… Does being- mmm~ dicked down by someone younger excites you that much?~"

"Tch, don't give me that, I'm not- ah, fuck~ that much older. Plus… oh~ you're getting even harder. Does fucking an older woman excites you that much?"

"You know what? It kinda does."

Izuku then held Rumi's legs further back, essentially bending her in half, and went even faster, thrusting his hips mercilessly. Rumi's eyes widened in surprise and pleasure as he pounded her pussy nonstop, hitting a sweet spot time and time again. She couldn't hold back her moans anymore, and she didn't want to. Screw whatever she wanted to prove to Nemuri, this was just too good to ignore. If being right meant this feeling not being real, then by all means, let her be wrong. Even the way he slammed his crotch against her, making wet noises, was arousing to her, and in particular, the way he looked at her as he did so. She had to sit on the sides and observe when Ryuko was having her turn, but when Izuku got really into it he completely focused on her, and now Rumi had that undivided attention all for herself. She didn't know if that meant something, or if it was an acquired habit. Perhaps she was trying to read too much into his looks while being just too horny, and it seems she wasn't alone, as the green teen began to glow, speeding up even more.

He could feel his cock throbbing, and her walls clamping around it. Now that he was here, Izuku would go all the way. Rumi held on to his shoulders and back, her eyes never leaving his own as he thrust his hips one a few more times before he came. Her nails scratched his skin, a sign that she reached her limit too, and if that wasn't a clear sign, the eyes rolling up, the curling toes, the bottom lip biting, and the deep moan she let out erased any doubts. He also moaned as he pumped her full with his seed, feeling the energy of One for All die down. This was… way more intense than he expected. Was it because of the gap between now and the last time he had sex? Was it because Rumi taunted him to the point of no return? Was it because it was Rumi? Questions, questions, questions, those and many more, circling in the back of his head where they would be for a while longer because, believe it or not, the rabbit hero wasn't done yet.

Still dazed with her orgasm, Rumi pushed him back and once again found herself straddling the emerald child. She stared down at him, ruby red burning with lust and… something else. Now that she had a taste of what Nemuri had told them, she needed more, much more. And since he was in a harem, Rumi guessed it wouldn't be much to ask the R-rated hero to share. She was already keeping their secret, it was only logical, right?

The tanned woman rubbed her fingers over her pussy, opening the labia to show the insides, dripping with his hot seed.

"Hmm, let's see," She slipped one finger in, then brought it to her mouth, licking it seductively. "Yeah, I think I like it, I could easily get used to it too. Ready for round 2, Big Boy?~"

It was less a question and more a heads-up, but she should know better. Izuku had a lot more energy to spare. A lot more.

"Heh, I wonder how long can you keep up~"

"Only one way to find out~"

Grabbing his legs again, Rumi pulled them up quite like how he did to her, except she held on like a sort of handle. She slid his dick inside and began to thrust her hips back and forth. By now Izuku wasn't shocked or surprised, just amused. In a way, it kinda fitted her to do it like that, and he wasn't complaining. Rumi got on a fast rhythm, slapping her pussy against him and moaning between short breaths, always keeping her eyes on him and a wide grin on her lips. He reached for her breasts, pinching her nipples again and fondling them, getting more moans from the rabbit hero.

"Hah~ Do you like this~ Do you like it when I- mmm~fuck you like you fucked me?~ Huh?~"

"I mean- oh~ it's not bad, and if it makes you happy… mmm!~ Fuck, you're getting tight again~"

Hearing this, and seeing how he legit got more aroused made Rumi more aroused too. It was kinda odd to see him more "docile" now when just a few minutes ago he was on top of her, pounding her pussy as if he owned it. Maybe he has always been like this. Looking back he always had that double charm about him and seeing him naked like this, Rumi felt like his face was almost too cute to be linked with this chiseled body. Once again, she could see the appeal Nemuri talked about, but that was enough mentioning the other woman, she had better things to focus on now. Like getting Izuku to fill her to the brim with his cum a few more times, maybe more. She didn't know what got into her but she wanted to fuck until the sun rose, and then some more.

"H-hey, this is fine, right? Hah~ We can fuck more times, right?~" She asked him, leaning forwards and putting more pressure on her thrusts.

"What? No, we- oh, fuck~ We can't. That's now how it works…"

"Why not? You clearly like this, so let's just- mmm~ fuck more times~"

"There's more to this than just sex. Rumi, I… ah~ I don't even-"

Rumi cut him short as she planted her lips on his, locking Izuku in a deep kiss.

"You don't even what? Love me?"

"Yeah. B-basically…"

"So what? We can- mmm~ still fuck… without that lovey-dovey stuff~"

"Maybe you can, but I can't do it… hah~"

"It's just sex and feeling good, what's the- mmm, yes~ big deal?"

"Love is the big deal."

Rumi slowed down and just rocked her hips a bit, hovering above him, her hands resting next to his head.

"Heh, are you telling me you really love Nemuri, Yu, and all of your classmates?"

"Yeah, that's pretty much it." He answered honestly. While his relationship was pretty complicated to explain, the core base keeping it together was pretty simple.

"And they're okay with that? That's hard to believe."

"Well, they weren't at the start. This whole harem thing came from… sort of a compromise."

"Like what?"

"Not killing each other."

"Sounds like a fun time to hang around these girls, huh?"

"They got better with time…" He scratched the back of his neck.

There was a moment of silence between them, and the mood was getting awkward pretty quickly. Rumi was still on top of him and still rocking her hips, yet here they were, having a weird heart-to-heart.

"So… if I wanted to join this harem thing, you know, hypothetically…"

"Hypothetically?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. If I wanted to join, what… what would it take? Hypothetically."

"Umm… I don't think you understood what I said."

"No no, I get it, love and all that mushy stuff, but like… if I could join… how would that… play out?"

"Well… first of all, I guess the girls would have to agree, but even before that there's the "mushy stuff". I know this is very contradictory to everything that's happening now, but I'm not going around banging every girl I meet."

"Well, maybe you should be doing that."

"Why thought?"

"Isn't that the ultimate dream of every dude, having an infinite number of hot women?"

"I'm not "every dude", and I want to be honest about my feelings with everyone involved. That way, no one gets hurt because of a rejection. I know it sounds like a cop-out, but that's how I feel…" Izuku sort of muttered the last part, looking to the side.

"Hey," Rumi then cupped one of his cheeks, turning him to face her again. "It's pretty weird, I'm not gonna lie to you, but it's not a bad feeling to have. You just want to make everyone happy, right? Sort of like saving everyone."

"Y-yeah… I guess."

They stared at each other for a moment too long, before Rumi backed off a little sighing in pleasure as she clenched her legs, feeling his rock-hard dick still inside her.

"Seriously… I don't know why but it makes sense. Maybe because I'm feeling super horny and I can't think straight, but whatever. I'll choose to believe in you."

"Umm… thanks?"

"You're welcome. Now, where were we? Oh, right~" Rumi licked her lips seductively, holding his legs again, but before she could resume her session with him, she felt a gentle tap on her shoulder.

"Ugh, what is it, Ryu… ko… oh no…"

Her ears drooped as she looked to the side, only to find the R-rated hero in flesh and bone, with her arms crossed, a whip in hand, and a death stare behind the domino mask.

"Go on, finish it." She said coldly, which sent a shiver up Rumi's spine.

"Uh, N-Nemuri, I… can explain this."

"Wow, it feels different when I'm not the one saying it," Izuku commented, but he remained quiet when Nemuri glanced at him for a second.

"Come on, do it. We don't have all night." Nemuri insisted, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Look, Nemuri, d-do whatever you want, I think I'm sober from whatever happened before and-"

"Finish. It."

Rumi looked at Izuku, searching for an answer, and all he could give was a small shrug. She looked back at the embodiment of cold anger staring down at her very soul, clearing her throat.

"Okay, I admit I still feel hella horny but, umm, could you stay in the other room? Just for a bit? He's your boy and all so I thought you'd rather not watch-"

"I'm fine here. Go fuck already."

"... With all due respect, Nemuri, you're kind of killing the mood… staring at me like that…"

"You better get used to it if you want to take part in this. Plus, if you're afraid of performing "under pressure", I can help you work on that."

"No no, I- Wait, "take part"? Do you mean, like, in that harem stuff?" Once again she looked at Izuku for an answer, and she got the same as before. Looking at Nemuri again, she had the same death glare too. "Alright…"

Trying to ignore the shinigami looming over her, Rumi focused on resuming that hot session she was in just now, which wasn't hard, honestly. All it took was rocking her hips again and feeling Izuku's dick rub another sweet spot and her inner fire was burning bright once more. She sped up quickly, leaning forward as her pussy slammed against the base of his cock. Seeing his face getting a red tinge from the pleasure got her even more aroused, and she felt closer to her climax with each moan that came from him. Rumi went for a kiss, clasping their hands together as she put her everything into thrusting her hips. She felt him getting harder for her again, as the sparks began to fly. Their moans vibrated within their mouths as she kept kissing him, sucking his tongue and holding his hands tight.

Rumi could hold no longer, giving one last thrust with her hips as she came, feeling her juices mix with his hot seed that filled her cunt again and spilled over. She felt the rush of her orgasm wash over her body a second time that night, in a way she had never experienced before. Her toes curled, her legs shook, her ears flattened, and she was sure her pompom tail was wagging. As she came down from the clouds, she looked at the boy under her, and judging by his reddened face and short breath, he had an equally satisfying experience.

Well, that was a good last memory on the plane of the living, she supposed.

Rumi felt the gentle yet heavy hand of Nemuri land on her shoulder, which once again sent a shiver down her spine. She smiled uneasily at the older woman, feeling like a kid again, caught in the act and about to get her sorry ass whooped, except she was sure Nemuri would do more than just that.

"Oh my, you really did it. I hope you learned something from this."

That… wasn't the answer Rumi was expecting.

"And what about you, Ryuko?"

"Eh?!" The blondie yelped when her name was mentioned, feeling the weight of Nemuri's cold gaze. Up tp now she had just been watching them go, sort of in a trance.

"~sigh~ What am I going to do with you, Honey…?" She said, shoving Rumi out of the way and sitting next to Izuku.

"Look, I think that this time it's no one's fault. They're not acting like usual." He said, trying to explain things.

"That much I can tell. Well, maybe not about her, but if Ryuko also had sex with you then something is definitely off."

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"

"Don't make me change my mind, Rumi! Anyway, let's just go back to U.A, Honey. It was a long night and the surprises are still coming one after the other, right girls?" Nemuri said as she helped Izuku up, picking up what she assumed were his clothes from the floor and passing them to him.

"So… you're not going to do anything about this?" Asked the white-haired woman, careful to not provoke her any further.

"I'm tired, sweaty, and I have classes to lecture on tomorrow. I was pretty pissed off but cooled down on the way here, so I figured I will not unload all my pent-up feelings on you two, despite what happened. Nobody can say I'm not merciful." She said, running a hand through her dark hair. "~sigh~ And thanks to the Principal, I can't have any quality time with my Honey… consider yourselves lucky we're not on high school grounds, otherwise… huh."

She stopped mid-sentence as her eyebrows rose. Nemuri had an epiphany.

"Is everything alright?" He asked her, putting the shirt on. The dark purple-haired lady spun on her heels, facing him and grabbing his shoulders. A large grin crossed her lips.

"Take that shirt off right now, we're doing it!"

"W-we are? right now?" He said, glancing at the two other naked women right next to him.

"Oh yes, we are! I just realized, Nezu sent Yu and me off with these exact words and I quote: please refrain from having sexual intercourse with our students within U.A limits." She told him excitedly and ignored the last bit where he mentioned them having some restraint.

"So that means if we're outside of U.A…"

"The Principal won't bat an eye, he did that on purpose. Geez, how did I not think of this sooner?"

"Well, great news! The girls will love to hear that. I can't wait to get back and-"

"You're getting back on that couch, Honey. We have much, much, much to catch up on~"

This was not up to discussion, as the tall dark-haired woman wrapped her arms around his waist and locked him into a deep long kiss, waddling to the couch and dropping him there, where she kept passionately making out with him.

"Mmm- wait, didn't you say you were tired?" He asked her, out of worry.

"Yes, but I'm more pent-up and sex-deprived than tired. Don't sweat it, Honey. Mommy is always available for you~" She whispered the last part in his ears, in that seductive tone he found so attractive.

"And I know they didn't spend you with just that, right?~" Her hand quickly pushed his pants down, revealing his cock and stroking it.

Well, she wasn't wrong. Nemuri and Izuku got more and more enthralled with each other, planting kisses everywhere, exploring every inch of skin with eagerness. They didn't truly know how much they missed this intimacy until they felt it again. Izuku ripped the thin layer covering her boobs, cupping her squishy mounds in his hands. Nemuri was lacking her sleeves from all the action outside.

"Mmmm~ Say, we never did it with me on my costume, right?~"

"No, but I'm looking forward to it. You look so hot in it~"

"Aw, just in my costume?~"

"It's a different kind of hot. You always look amazing to me~"

"I know, silly." She said with a soft giggle, giving a peck on his forehead and looking into his eyes with endearment while stroking his hair. "I missed you so much, Honey…"

"I missed you too, love."

The following kiss was less lust-driven and more heartfelt. Izuku has been grounded for a whole month but at least he got to spend time with the girls from 1-A. Later on, he would catch up with 1-B and Hatsume but Nemuri and Yu were separate cases. No contact outside of the strictly professional. Oh, how she missed feeling his warmth, his scent, his very presence, being able to admire those cute freckles and shiny eyes up close, for as long as she wanted. But there was something else the R-rated hero was feeling, a thirsty gaze focusing on her back.

"Ahem- the two ladies would like something?"

Ryuko fidgeted with her hands while Rumi looked to the side, scratching the back of her head. Their heads were clearer now that those primal feelings were washed away, but they still felt pretty horny, and it was significantly harder to push aside with that little show going on in front of them.

"I know I shouldn't be asking but since we already got to this point, well… the night is still young…" The blondie made her request in the most roundabout way possible, but her intentions were clear. She planned to simply pretend this night never happened, so she thought to also make the most of it. Must be the hormones still talking a bit.

"Ah, fuck it. I'm gonna be honest, I'm still feeling hot and he's pretty impressive. There, I admit it." Rumi was more straightforward, as usual. "Plus, we have a score to settle. I hate leaving things on draws, and I expect you to return the ass licking~"

Nemuri looked at the bunny girl with a raised eyebrow, then at the green teen under her.

"Did she really…"

He gave her an awkward smile.

"In my defense, I didn't have much of a say…"

"Aw, I wanted to be your first on that, but you kept saying we could try another time. Humpf!" Nemuri playfully pinched his ear. "Naughty boy, I see I'll have to remind you of a few lessons~"

The dark-haired lady sat straight up, straddling the emerald child and looking back at the two others present. She ripped and removed the rest of her costume, leaving only the thigh highs, mask and handcuffs.

"Alright, ladies. Just because my night turned for the better I'll allow it. Tomorrow we'll go back to U.A. and have Recovery Girl check-up on you. For now," She looked at Izuku again, liking her lips. "We're going to have a lot of fun, right Honey?~"

And so the four of them had a pretty intense and passionate night, completely oblivious to a pair of curious blue eyes watching from a dark corner. Her recovery rate was as impressive as her energy reserves. They all needed another shower by the end of it.

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The next morning came and despite the marks of the chaos from the previous night, people were getting to their daily business more or less as usual. There wasn't much else to be done, you pick your losses and begin to rebuild again. The police teams were working around the clock, trying to figure out where to put such a large number of criminals. Shop owners had to assess the damage and see what was under their warranties. And the young heroes of U.A, had another day of school, for the duties of a hero never truly ended. Specifically, one green-haired teen, in particular, felt concerned early this morning.

Not only did he have a steamy hot session involving two other pro heroes, of the top 10 national rankings nonetheless, but they also had yet to see if something was affecting Usagiyama and Tatsuma in the aftermath of their fight against the Hemorrhage cult. He would have to go through that process of explaining to the rest of his girlfriends why exactly he ended up doing this, but in his defense, Kayama encouraged him. The girls were more comprehensive now, so Midoriya guessed this wouldn't cause too much trouble. Plus, the revelation of Principal Nezu's loophole would definitely make them happy, so perhaps he could balance things out.

While Midoriya had these things running around in his mind, someone else looked pretty happy that morning. Well, Kayama and Hado were pretty happy, the former for finally spending some quality intimate time with her dearest love, and the latter for a good night of sleep. She couldn't wait to talk with Amajiki about the mission and everything that happened. Meanwhile, Usagiyama followed with the tired face of someone who didn't get enough sleep, yawning now and then. Tatsuma was looking rather down all the way, stealing a few glances at the green teen in front of her. The group made the trip back to U.A in silence, except for Hado humming a happy tune.

Upon arriving at the gates, the R-rated hero verified her credentials and headed to the infirmary. Halfway there, Hado ran ahead to her dorms, eager to share her stories with her friends. Midoriya had to prepare for class so he excused himself too, but before they parted ways, a figure came running towards them. Kayama and he knew that round-faced brunette pretty well.

"Deku-kun!" Uraraka shouted, still sprinting towards him. She halted right in front of him, almost knocking Midoriya back. He was more than happy to see her first thing in the morning, but that feeling was blown away when he looked at her face, and how her hands trembled as she held his own.

"Uraraka, what 's up? Did something happen?"

She waited a moment to breathe in and out, then began to pull him, going back to the dorms. Droplets pooled in her eyes.

"Deku-kun… Eri-chan is gone."

End of Chapter

There we go. After SEVEN chapters of build-up and action, a sexy pay-off. Not gonna lie, it's been a while since the last smut section I did, so I hope this one is still holding up to the "standards" if any. Also, chill out, and put down the pitchforks. The torches too, calm down. This is not leading to another action arc, nor to anything grim. I can't tell exactly what will happen next without spoiling it but relax. Things will be fine, eventually. What I can tell is that we're officially in the "pro heroes arc", so expect some more of what you have seen here. One last thing, answering a few questions, yes I'm gonna get around the OG war arc, with my own adaptations to it, of course. It's going to be... interesting.

Anyway, that's about it, thank you for your patience and reading. I hope you liked it. See you in the next one.