It would be over a month before the opportunity to decide the winner of their game presented itself. November had long since departed and in its wake, a cold and snowy Christmas eve set forth an atmosphere of good tidings and joy, or so one would think. While it was undeniable that the day had been a good one, for one Ashido Mina, as the clock struck midnight, her day had just begun.

Normally everyone would be in bed by now, and for some, that was the case. However, most of the class had already gone to visit their families by now with it being the day before Christmas, but Mina—along with a very important notable exception—chose to remain at the Height's Alliance dormitory. Of course, this gave her near unlimited freedom to do whatever it took to ensure her victory. With only a couple eyes and ears that could possibly catch her in the act, it was now or never.

Practically hopping down the stairs and causing an unpleasant thud with every step, Mina was filled to the brim with writhing expectation. The only ones left in the dorm besides herself and Izuku were Fumikage and Minoru, which, while the latter was cause for some concern, gave her relative peace of mind in enacting her latest master plan. Truly, there wasn't much to it, but she had gone through several possible permutations in her mind depending on how Izuku may end up reacting. Simple was always best, anyway.

As she descended the final step, Mina spotted her target with ease. Sitting on the couch, watching some kids' TV show, was a visibly relaxed Izuku that was accompanied by a sleepy looking Eri, who were both near the end of a plate of pie of some kind. It clearly had been made some time prior, but even then, it still smelled quite good, so Mina figured her plan could wait a for just a few moments. Almost subconsciously, her feet carried her until she was just before him, and she leaned casually on the comfortable couch cushion while giving him a massive, toothy smile.

"Hey, Izuku!" she said, more excited and quite a bit louder than necessary. The cushion sagged as she leaned further into it, her smile coming closer to Izuku's surprised and happy expression.

"Oh, hey Mina! Eri and I were just finishing up an episode of Sunshine Man before heading to bed." He glanced down at his plate of nearly finished pie and politely asked, "Want some?"

Mina took a spry step backward and linked her hands behind her back. "Sure, thanks a bunch! What kinda pie are we workin' with here?" She was genuinely curious, but also made an intentional effort to look cute for him, which, judging by the slight blush adorning his cheeks, was working as intended.

He grinned lightly, and she wasn't sure if it was because he was pleased to tell her about the pie or pleased to see her. Lingering on the second option, her heart sped up a bit more than she would've expected. "Apple pie. It's got a pretty heavy coating of brown sugar and a bit of cinnamon. We've experimented a fair bit in the past month or so, and so far, this is the winner." He pointed an accusatory finger at Eri who was busy nodding off. "She's on her forth slice," he whispered.

Mina giggled and twirled a lock of hair around her finger, giving Eri a pointed look. "Then I guess I better try some while I still can," she decided, cocking her head to the side. "So, where ya hidin' the goods, Mr. Midoriya?"

He tossed a thumb toward the kitchen. "Thataway, ma'am," he answered, inclining his head respectfully.

She laughed, flicking his nose playfully before arriving at the stove-top, seeing one-third of a tasty looking pie still resting on a parchment lined baking sheet. Grabbing a plate and taking a fair bit of what remained, Mina heard Izuku's voice over her shoulder say, "There's a bottle of whipped cream in the fridge too, Mina." Answering him with an affirmative hum, she added a generous coating on top of the pie and quickly reentered the living room with plate in hand.

Spontaneously deciding to fluster him a bit before the real show began, Mina, instead of choosing the open spot on the couch between Eri and Izuku as etiquette would dictate, instead plopped her fine ass down directly in Izuku's lap. Leaning to the side so he could still see the screen, she then let herself relax against his larger frame until she was flush with his deliciously muscled body. Tilting her head to the side, she internally pumped a fist at his shocked Expression.

Face heating up like an electric burner on low, Izuku hissed, "Mina, what are you doing?!"

In response, she wriggled in her seat and took a bite of apple pie. She hummed in delight when the mix of flavors hit her taste buds. After she finished chewing, she remained composed and innocently asked, "What do you mean? I'm watching the show and spending time with some of my favorite people," she finished, looking back at him and flashing him a truly devious grin.

She felt him gulp against her back. "Wh-whatever it is you have in mind; can it at least wait until you're finished eating?"

Mina pouted and slumped further in her seat. "Fine, but don't think there is any escape, my dear Izuku." She could feel a steady heartbeat echo against her back that was easily faster than normal.

Lowering his head in defeat, Izuku sighed in resignation. Mixed within, however, she could clearly hear a hint of excitement. "Yeah, I think last time made that pretty clear. D-don't think it'll be so easy this time, though!" he declared, awkwardly crossing his arms and giving her an adorable frown.

A competitive fire burned even brighter at the knowledge that, at least on some level, Izuku was aware of her self-imposed best of three. Unfortunately for him, the more time had passed, the greater her feelings for him had become. At this point she didn't think there was anything she wouldn't be willing to do to eke out a win. Smirking, she decided to let him in on the finer details.

Leaning into his ear, Mina began talking quietly, "So, so far you and I have both scored a point, fair?" After a moment of hesitation, she saw him nod in agreement. In the background, Sunshine Man was fighting a losing battle against Dr. Frown, who was busy monologuing as his longtime nemesis lay seemingly defeated at his feet. "After taking my first loss, I figured instead of drawing it out unnecessarily, we could finish this with a good ol' best of three." Izuku didn't voice an objection, so she finished her speech, "That means that tonight," she said, pausing to lay a sensual lick on his earlobe, "I am going to do whatever I have to do to win." Smirking at his glowing face, which now more accurately resembled a burner on high, she added, "You don't stand a chance, Izu-baby~"

He shivered at the reminder of her earlier point winner, and she swore she felt something twitch under her. But still, he was Midoriya Izuku, and after training incessantly for over a year and fighting life or death battles against countless villains, he had forged himself a will of steel. If she was going to win, she would have to do better than that. "Do your worst," Izuku said, letting out a deep breath and settling in for the long haul.

She chuckled, "Oh, I intend to."

After that, the two sat silently as Mina devoured her dessert, the only sounds being the increasingly intense fight between the hero and villain on the screen, and the quiet snores of a child long tuckered out. It was only minutes later that Mina removed herself from Izuku's lap, dumped her plate in the sink, and resignedly marched back into the impending war zone.

Before she could begin her act, she saw Izuku slide over and shake Eri's arm. "Eri, honey, go sleep upstairs, alright? I'll be there soon."

Eri nodded tiredly and hugged him. "Okay, I love you daddy." A second later, Eri's bobbing eyes locked vaguely onto Mina's, and after that, Eri slowly trudged up the stairs with the ghost of a smirk firmly fixed on her face. As Sunshine Man struck a decisive blow and the episode cut to him giving a speech before a packed audience, Mina put her game face on. It was time.

Not wasting a second, she immediately regained her previous spot on Izuku's lap, making sure to wiggle her hips and settle in deeper than before. Then, as if suddenly remembering she was tired, Mina yawned, accompanied by an exaggerated stretch that had her ass pushing back and digging into his crotch. "Man, I sure am tired."

Not to be outdone, Izuku agreed, "Yeah, I kn-know what you mean." Izuku gave a similarly overdone display, shooting his legs out in a deep, full body stretch that had his swiftly hardening penis rubbing against her ass and outer lips between four layers of thin clothing. Despite herself, Mina let out a quiet moan, slapping a hand over her mouth directly after and catching Izuku's shaky but triumphant grin.

Oh, it is so on, Mina thought, abruptly standing up. Leaning forward and making sure that her ass was in full view, she ever-so-slowly peeled her sport-shorts down around the swell of her cheeks, then past her perfectly proportioned thighs, and finally down around her ankles, exposing her quickly moistening panty-clad pussy. What she didn't know was that the slightest hint of flesh could be seen from Izuku's position as her panties were barely biased to one side. Hands quivering from a rush of adrenaline, Mina finished her display by kicking her shorts off with her foot and turning to gauge Izuku's reaction. "All of a sudden, it's hot in here~"

As she had hoped, his mouth and eyes were both wide open, but she knew that something that simple wouldn't be the killing blow. Walking with a sexy sway to her hips, Mina made to sit back down, but Izuku, just as abruptly as she had, stood up and walk forward a few steps, then turned to face her and smiled salaciously, albeit with a trembling jaw. "You know, I was th-thinking the same thing." With much less of a show than she had given, Izuku dropped his shorts as well, giving her a better view of his quite noticeable hardness. After tossing them roughly where she had kicked hers, he squeezed past her and reclaimed his spot on the couch.

When her eyes met his, she could see him practically daring her to sit back down, now with half as many layers as before. Although she could feel lilac building on her face and butterflies utterly destroying her stomach, Mina knew what she had come do to. Without further hesitation, she lowered herself back on his lap so that her pussy was situated directly on top of his burning-hot erection.

"M-Mina!" Izuku exclaimed, expressing one part disbelief and five parts unadulterated lust. He subconsciously set his hands on her half-naked hips, sending a jolt up Mina's spine.

"Yeah, what seems to be the problem?" she asked, feeling him twitching against her barely contained sex. In the background, Sunshine Man had finished his speech, and the credits began to play.

Breathing hotly against her neck, Izuku took multiple seconds to regain some semblance of composure. "N-n-nothing at a-all. Just surprised you're going so ea-easy. Is th-that all you got?"

Oh, you poor thing, Mina thought as she heard his voice quavering violently. He clearly was doing all he could to stay in the game, even resorting to taunting of all things, possibly to psyche her out. Unfortunately for him, it wasn't enough.

Shifting her body a full one-hundred-and-eighty-degrees, Mina wrapped her arms around Izuku's neck and pressed her forehead against his, smirking devilishly. "Oh no. Sorry to disappoint, but I'm just getting started. Without giving him even a moment of reprieve, Mina began rocking her hips against him, causing her vulva to part and make way for her labia to brush against his cock-head between their clothes. By now, a small amount of her arousal had bled through their slim layers, and she was sure Izuku could feel her sweet heat begin to coat his painfully unprepared member.

"Oh, oh my fu—oh my god," Izuku breathed out, barely able to form words. She grinned wider and pumped her hips faster, causing him to let out a deep, husky moan and grip her hips with possessive force. A stinging heat in her stomach began building, and she knew she was already getting close. She had always been quick to orgasm, but mashing her sex against Izuku's large, throbbing cock was doing a fine job making it surge forth far faster than normal.

"What's wrong, Izuku? I'm just... readjusting a little." She punctuated this statement by changing her rhythm, now desperately mashing her lips against his cock in deep, sweeping back and forth motions. Her hips rocked hypnotically, and perhaps because of her excessive juices, when her panties bunched up and quickly got pushed to the side from her repeated gyrations, it came as no surprise when Izuku's clothed cock slipped directly into her naked pussy.

They both let out a moan, and Izuku stared up at her face with eyes glazed and overflowing with lust. And even though they were practically having sex for real with only Izuku's one thin layer of underwear separating their respective genitals, neither said a word as Mina continued to rock her hips, forcing the head of Izuku's cock in and out, lodging it inside her vaginal canal micrometers further with every repeated motion.

After only a few more seconds, Mina came. Hard. Biting her lip and letting out a series of high-pitched moans, she dug her hands under Izuku's shirt and gripped his muscled back as the pleasure wouldn't stop coming. With her juices pouring out and drenching his underwear in a sea of sweet honey, the garment began to turn transparent, giving her a delicious view of his cock as it throbbed under her. Grinning with a devious look in her eye, Mina redoubled her efforts after the highest point of her orgasm passed.

She watched as Izuku's mouth opened and closed, feeling a level of stimulation that caused his mind to blank. Moaning loudly as she shifted the angle of her hips, she mounted him in a way that allowed her to take as much of him as possible. He groaned in wild lust when all of his red-hot, swollen tip was finally accepted into her hungry pussy.

Gripping her arm with his hand, Izuku spoke with great effort, "Mina, if you don't st-stop, I'm going to cum."

In response, she began moving faster.

Tightening his hold, he spoke again, this time more urgently, "Mina, s-seriously, if you don't stop, I'm going to cum inside you. For real."

It was almost like she wanted him to say that; She moved even faster.

Huffing like he'd run a marathon, Izuku pleaded one last time, "I'm not joking. I'm really about to cum!"

Grinning, she sped up even more. He whimpered when she placed her lips against his ear, her breath surging with the electricity of wild lightning. "Then what are you waiting for? Cum in me," she commanded, pinning his arms at his sides and riding his swelling member with abandon.

He said nothing in response, and yet a second later, his answer was clear.

Mina groaned in an absolute state of bliss as spurt after spurt of hot, virile seed was pumped directly into her greedy snatch, the release from Izuku's cockhead bypassing the thin, athletic fabric as easy as heavy rain through a mesh tent. Her fertile quim quivering in delight as hundreds of millions of sperm seeped deeper and deeper into her shuddering canal, marking it as his. It felt so warm and so very right.

After a number of uncounted seconds, his throbbing member let out one last shot of hot cum, then stilled, beginning to shrink as it slipped out of her. Mina wished she could've taken a picture of the look on his face.

Breathing heavy from adrenaline and exertion, she slowly lifted herself off of him and shakily stood up, looking back at him after a moment to make sure he was watching. Sensually, Mina dropped her panties just the same as she had with her shorts, this time showing off her nude pussy that was covered in and leaking copious amounts of Izuku's cum. After straightening her posture, Mina sashayed to the couch cushion directly opposite Izuku's own.

Fixing her gaze firmly on him, she slowly sat down and spread her legs wide, once again displaying her semen-covered sex. Without breaking eye-contact, she lowered her index and middle fingers over her entrance, then wiped up all the seed that had since leaked out onto herself and the couch, and finally displayed them in front of her, directly in Izuku's line of sight. Still keeping her eyes on him, she lowered her digits until they were once again at the entrance to her sex. Licking her lips, she inserted both fingers into her pussy as far they could go, letting him know exactly where she thought his cum should go.

Mouth hanging open and body catatonic, Izuku could muster no defense as Mina slyly slid her panties back into place, ensuring that his thick, creamy seed couldn't leak out. After that, she swiftly did the same with her shorts, and then picked up Izuku's as well, underhand tossing them at him. He still didn't move.

She got him good.

With ease, she slinked up to his side and once again placed her lips against his ear. "Looks like I win." Grinning in victory, she placed a hot kiss against the side of his head, then began walking away. As she reached the threshold of the stairs, she heard his voice call out to her.

"Wait!" he pleaded, eyes rising to meet her own. "Can we? Are We? What do I—"

Mina giggled and sauntered back over to him. Ruffling his hair and giving him another kiss—this time on his forehead—she said, "I'll come up to your room tomorrow when all the Christmas stuff is over, alright? And to answer your question: yes, we most certainly are." Smiling lovingly, she disappeared from his sight and lumbered up to her bedroom door. After opening it, she immediately fell forward and slumped against her mattress.

Sighing to herself, Mina muttered, "Guess I better shower..." After a moment, she let out a perverted chortle, "... And study."

Fumikage exited his room with fire in his gaze and rage in his heart. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get it! 148 pulls, 148 fucking pulls since the event started and he still hadn't got it! Gripping his hands into fists so hard they almost bled, he stalked down the hallway with heavy, measured, resentful steps.

'Hero's Harem: Rebirth' wasn't like other gacha games. No, not to him. Unlike other gacha games, it had that x factor, that special something; a driving force that subtly rooted itself in his brain and effortlessly consumed countless hours of his free time. Well, that and he'd spent well over ¥200,000 on it, but still! It was special. And that was why it hurt so bad.

Ever since the Christmas event skins had been leaked, he'd had his eye on it. In fact, there was no skin he had ever wanted more. Ryukyu's 'Santa's Little Helper' skin was the greatest thing he had ever laid his avian orbs on, and it wasn't even close. Not even his Mirko rule 34 commission was in the same league. And yet, it wasn't meant to be.

It was already past midnight, and that meant that today, December 25th, was the last possible day to pull it. But he didn't have any tokens left. Fumikage could feel a growl building in his throat as his silent form descended uncaring steps trending down into the kitchen. His eyes narrowed and he couldn't stop thinking about it. Argh! I must go brood on this... he thought, letting out a spiteful breath of fresh hatred.

And then he heard it. Not quite a slapping sound, but more like a... clapping. Tentatively, Fumikage peaked around the corner, and promptly felt his eyes bug out and beak hang open. Through the relative silence of the cold night, it was easy to see and even easier to hear. The hum of the refrigerator faded to background noise as the words cut through the air like a knife.

"Then what are you waiting for? Cum in me."

Fumikage had never ascended a flight of stairs so fast in his life.

As he raced back down the hallway and slammed the door shut to his room, locking it and adding the second, third, and forth padlocks... and then a fifth just in case, Fumikage slid down against the wall limply with horror in his gaze. Mina and Izuku—copulating! Her demonic body flopping up and down, melding against his with all the grace of a demon straight from the bowels of hell. He couldn't get it out of his head!

Turning on his phone with violently shaking fingers, he navigated to the Hero's Harem app. After reaching the home screen, he went to the event tab and hovered over the purchase option for 10 more 'Ho Ho Hero' tokens. With nary a second thought, he bought them, knowing that he'd already promised himself not to sink any more money into the game until his next payday. But he didn't care. He needed something—anything to distract from that ungodly nightmare.

Numbly, he triggered the pulling animation, and didn't so much as raise a pinky in victory as on the eighth pull, Ryukyu's Scantily clad form, adorned with strategically placed jingle bells on her breasts and... other places, greeted him with a seductive smile. He couldn't find a reason to be happy when now, he would always associate this skin with the memory of her putrid, slimy voice and evil smile as she said those terrible words...

Of course, before he exited the app, he made sure to equip the skin on his Limit Breaker 5 Ryukyu, because, I mean, c'mon, +10% to all stats is a nutty buff, but at the end of the day, he just felt empty. Until he felt it. The writhing on his skin, like a parasite trying to break free from under his feathers. Sweat pooled on his brow as he tried his best to ignore it, but it wouldn't go away.

Groaning in agony, Fumikage did the unthinkable. Stumbling into his bathroom, clawing at his face, feeling the writhing, burning sensation only growing, he did what he had to do. Reaching into the cabinet behind the sink's

~A/N~

This was my first attempt at writing smut, so I hope you enjoyed. I know I didn't play with their emotions much, but with a story like this I didn't particularly feel the need to.

I apologize for failing to meet my self-imposed deadline (again), but I hope a day late and a dollar short aint too bad. I will try to get the final chapter out later today, and failing that, tomorrow.

I added the ending bit with Fumikage on a whim, so let me know if you liked it or thought it was terrible. At the very least, I enjoyed writing it. Anyway, thanks for reading folks. I hope to catch you next time!