"Hi..." Even in the dim light of his room, Mina could see Izuku's cheeks turn rosy at the sight of her. She smiled and shut the door, taking a few steps closer to his bed.
"Yeah," she replied quietly as a spill of color lit up her own face, "Hi..." Now that the ocean-sized flood of adrenaline and hormones were no longer assaulting her system, she found herself feeling a little awkward in his presence. She didn't at all regret what they'd done, but even she—the resident U.A matchmaker—wasn't sure how to proceed. Mentally shaking herself from her out of character dilemma, she asked, "Mind if I sit down?"
Izuku was relaxing on his bed with one arm propped against a raised knee, having just set his phone down as Mina stepped through the doorway. It was obvious that he'd been waiting for her, evidenced by the untouched drinks and snacks present on his nightstand. He nodded with an adorable upturn to his lips, scooting to the side and adjusting his posture. "You hungry at all?"
Mina shook her head as she hopped onto the bed and flopped forward, her face impacting one of Izuku's unsurprisingly comfortable pillows. Then she grinned up at him and further explained her nonverbal answer, "I ate way too much for dinner 'cause mom kept saying she wouldn't be able to deal with all the leftovers otherwise." Poking him in the stomach with a manicured toe, she continued, "But who knows? Maybe I'll be hungry in the morning~" Shooting him a sultry look, she laughed when he tensed at what her statement implied.
After anxiously fiddling with his bedsheet for a moment, Izuku stared at her with a sudden serious expression. "We need to talk about us." Feeling her heart skip, Mina chose not to speak up, instead giving him her undivided attention. He paused, then rested a hand on her thigh in an overtly non-sexual gesture. "I'm going to be completely honest with you, okay?" His piercing gaze and apparent lack of nervousness made her breath quicken, the air feeling much too thin all of a sudden.
When he failed to continue, Mina tried helping him along. "Take as long as you need, alright? I'm not gonna leave." She punctuated her proclamation by resting her soft fingers over his, gently caressing them in a show of support. He let out a strained breath, interlocking their fingers and giving her hand a tight squeeze.
"I want to say so many things, but they just won't come out, sorry. I, I guess it can wait for now. Um..." He shook his head in frustration and tightened his hold further, staring straight into her eyes with breathtaking resolve. "Mina, I don't know what this means to you, but to me, it's serious. I've never been in a relationship before, and honestly, when I started here, I didn't plan on getting a girlfriend or anything like that, but..." His viridian orbs were like an inescapable magnet, pulling her in and holding her there, their beauty clearer to her now than ever before. Smiling self-deprecatingly, he spoke, "Damnit Mina, when I look at you—It's hopeless." He chuckled and his gaze softened. "I love you so much it hurts."
When her heart soared dangerously high and tears suddenly sprung to her eyes, arms almost against her own will wrapping Izuku in a crushing embrace and wet lips hotly pressing against his own in a searing kiss, it came as no surprise that she found herself feeling exactly the same way. Deepening the kiss, Mina let her hands roam, swimming through his curly hair and cascading down his muscled back, touching every part of him she possibly could. She heard and felt Izuku let out a moan as he wrapped his hands around her waist and let out a fiery exhale of pure euphoria, smothering her brain in his overwhelming essence. When he finally pulled away from their kiss, both of them huffing and puffing from lack of oxygen, she found her lips feeling numb after the electric perfection she felt from tasting him at last.
Their foreheads rested against one another as they fought to regain control of their breathing, Izuku's hands shook as they held onto her waist like a lifeline. Mina felt her lips quirk upward and pulled away, wiping at her eyes before she could really start crying. She was too happy to deal with stupid tears. "It's probably redundant to say it at this point after that, but I'm going to anyway." He was practically glowing with joy and was much less red than she would've expected. "I love you, too, Izuku. I don't know exactly when it happened, but I don't really care, either." Mina felt herself wanting to kiss him again, so she did. Pulling away after a few seconds, she concluded, "Right now, I want to spend my life with you. That's what I feel."
Izuku, unlike Mina, was not as effective at controlling his tear ducts. With a massive, dopey smile on his face, he wrapped his strong arms around her back and cried into her chest. Through his tears, she could hear him laughing. Mina grinned softly as she threaded her fingers through his soft locks, feeling more whole than she ever had. "Sorry," he mumbled into her chest, "I'm just so happy."
Mina grinned wider and spoke into his ear, "You're adorable, you know that?" Peppering his head with kisses, she felt herself begin to relax into the embrace. Minutes passed as they stayed like that, simply enjoying each other's company. Eventually, Izuku pulled away and grabbed a tissue, wiping the remnants of tears and snot from his face.
Chuckling, he apologized, "Sorry for ruining your shirt."
Mina shrugged uncaringly, then explained, "That's alright. I wore it for you, anyway." Pulling the garment over her head, she carelessly tossed it on the floor, leaving her clad in a form-fitting bra; it was her favorite, being both immensely comfortable and accentuating her large chest nicely. "So, do you want to do anything?" Letting her question linger a moment, she then grinned lewdly, "Or would you rather do anything?" Laughing as his lobsterized face reached the desired shade of red, she kicked her shorts off and got cozy, dipping under the lighter of two blankets.
Smirking, he shook his head. "You're ridiculous." Reaching down and pulling open a drawer, Izuku pulled something from within and hid it behind his back with budding satisfaction playing across his face.
Crossing her arms over the blanket, Mina quirked a brow. "Alright, I'll play. What is it?" With a flourish, Izuku revealed his prize, and Mina's eyes lit up in uncontrollable excitement. "Where did you get that!?" she squealed, scrambling to yank the Blue-ray box set containing the first two Alien movies out of his hands. Admiring its excellent condition, she whispered, "I've only ever seen a few of these pop up online, and they're gone almost instantly. I wish I could've nabbed one, but they were always way too expensive." Catching his admiring gaze, she asked, "Did you get this for me?"
Izuku scratched his cheek and nodded his head hesitantly. "W-well, sort of. I got it a while ago after I learned that Alien was your favorite movie, but I never ended up watching it. I wanted to wait to see it with you..." he explained, cheeks burning. "If we didn't end up together, I would've watched it on my own time and just given it to you for your birthday or something."
Mina bit her lip, then jumped at him, pulling him into a heart stopping kiss. "Thank you, really. This means a lot to me."
He nodded. "I know." After a brief pause, he added, "And um, sorry, but I already know what the xenomorph looks like 'n stuff, but I swear I've never seen the movies!"
Humming in deliberation, Mina pecked him on the corner of his mouth. "Then allow the Alien Queen to pop your cherry." Fully extracting herself from his sheets, she stalked forward and located an antique Blu-ray player, excited digits fiddling with the disk of the first movie, sliding it in after pressing the power button and listening to it hum to life. Flicking off the lights, Mina repositioned herself under the blanket, pulling Izuku under with her and cuddling up to him, joy permeating her entire being. As the opening credits played, she let out a whine. "I gotta pee..."
For some reason, that made them both burst out laughing. Two hours later, she smirked contentedly as Izuku gushed about the timeless masterpiece, speaking in disjointed paragraphs of pure admiration. It was there, secured loosely in his arms as he ranted and raved about the impeccable character of Ellen Ripley, that Mina understood he was the one. It wasn't difficult to be drawn to him in the first place with his heroic character, selflessness, unique charisma, and cute face, but even then, there was far more to him than meets the eye, and now it was all hers. There was no way she was letting him go.
"Man, now I want to watch the second one," Izuku whined, an expression of mock betrayal on his face as Mina laughed at him.
"We can do that later." Without him noticing, she had discarded her remaining clothing under the cover of the blanket, leaving her completely nude. "For now, I have something different in mind." Sitting up, she let the blanket fall away from her shoulders, leaving her bountiful breasts exposed to open air.
Izuku gaped, "Mina?"
She slid herself forward until she was roughly lying on top of him, then slipped her hands under his shirt, massaging his abs with delicate fingers. "I want you, Izuku. Last night wasn't just a game, but we both deserve better than that." Feeling his budding erection and the heat from his crimson face, Mina continued, "I want to have sex with you. Real, passionate sex. Do you want that, too?"
He nodded shyly, looking to the side, "Yeah, but I've never done stuff like that before, so I don't really know what to do."
She giggled, "I haven't either, you dork," she revealed, "And besides, last night you seemed to do just fine." Kissing him deeply, flicking his lips with her tongue playfully before pulling back, she decided, "Let's just go with the flow and take it from there, alright?"
Nodding, Izuku gently removed her from her position on top of him. Feeling far too clothed, Izuku quickly took off his shirt, shorts, and underwear without ceremony, not caring to draw out the process. Once fully nude, he climbed back onto the bed, admiring Mina's naked form. "You're so beautiful," he breathed out, reaching out to cup her cheek.
Leaning into his touch, she hummed, pulling him closer to her. "I know. You've told me before."
He chuckled, placing a kiss on the edge of her jaw. "I said that to Eri, not you, remember?"
Suddenly, she grabbed ahold of his unprotected member, stroking it up and down a few times, causing him to jerk his hips forward and let out a moan. Shooting him a smoldering look, she purred, "Like I believe that."
Before she could continue her assault on his muscled form, Izuku quickly pushed her onto her back, pinning her arms above her head and mashing their bodies together. Mina's arousal shot up several orders of magnitude, and Izuku noticed. Feeling a wave of lust overtake him, he dove for her neck, sucking on the skin just above her collarbone. Mina tensed, gripping his back and letting out a low-pitched hum as he increased the pressure, drawing the slightest hint of blood from her tender flesh. When he pulled away, a deep purple bruise remained, looking ever like the mark of possession it was.
When his eyes caught her stare, she knew he could see the excitement in her features, the desperation for him to do more. To go further. Placing a trail of kisses down her neck and shoulders, he eventually arrived at her breasts. After a single tentative lick, he threw caution to the wind, dipping down and encasing her bud into his mouth, sucking it and licking it hungrily with his tongue. She mewled when his hand took ahold of her other nipple, rolling and pinching it between his fingers.
Mina let out hot, heavy breaths as she felt his hardened cock accidently press firmly against her folds, his tip smothering her clit, sending a monstrous jolt up her spine. She cried out as her first orgasm tore through her, honey dripping from her starving snatch. "Please," she begged, watching Izuku continue to suck on her nipples, alternating between them with animalistic hunger, "Fuck me already! I need you in me."
Pausing in his ministrations, Izuku, instead of heeding her command, changed his target. Gripping her thighs and throwing them over his shoulders, he stared at her puffy pussy which was slick with lubricating honey. Eyeing it like a prime cut of meat, he immediately stuffed as much of it as he could fit into his mouth. Her vulva, labia, and the flesh of her vagina were all consumed by him as he greedily sucked on it, lapping up any and all juices with his tongue.
Mina screamed in pleasure overload and slapped a hand over her mouth to keep anyone from hearing. "Izuku— Yeah, it feels so good. If you don't stop, I'm gonna cum again!" She heard him growl as he delved deeper into her pussy, beginning to alternate between sucking her bundle of nerves and violating her naughty folds with his tongue, stealing every ounce of sweet arousal her helpless cunt produced. Screaming even louder, she emptied even more juice onto his waiting tongue as she came for the second time that night.
Breathing deeply, Izuku's damp face looked in her direction, "I'm not being too rough, am I?" he asked, and she could see he was hardly holding himself back from continuing to devour her core for all that it was worth.
Eyes half lidded, she fixed him with a sexy smirk and shook her head, "No, not at all. It's amazing." Reaching down, she spread her labia and presented her leaking hole to him. "But I want you to fuck me now, okay? I seriously can't wait any longer." Her declaration was punctuated by her drooling cunt flexing every couple of seconds, gaping open, begging for his cock.
"Alright," he nodded dumbly, raising himself up and caressing her hips with calloused hands. She moaned in anticipation as she felt his swollen tip press against her entrance, a few drops of precum easily being stolen by her selfish pussy. A second later, he slowly began pushing himself in, stretching her walls and molding her to the shape of his penis.
She could already feel a third climax building as he bottomed out in her, less than an inch away from her slightly dilated cervix. It was too good, almost impossibly better than doing it with just his tip being able to enter her, a pleasure-robbing layer between them. As Mina squealed in delight, being filled to the brim with Izuku's hot, throbbing cock, he began to move. Slow and passionate thrusts filled her repeatedly, and her series of melodic moans enabled him to find her g-spot in a matter of seconds.
"Mi-Mina," Izuku forced out, in a world of pleasure of his own, "You feel so good. You—" Slowly, he began to increase the pace of his thrusts, forcing more and more helpless moans from Mina's plump lips. "That look on your face... I can't help myself." Izuku smashed his lips into hers, muting her moans and casting a fog over her thoughts as even more pleasure rushed across her brain in waves. Their tongues battled and Izuku put his idle hands to use, cupping her tits and squeezing her sensitive buds with insatiable lust.
She came again; her third orgasm spilling from her walls, coating Izuku's dominant member which pounded her incessantly with uncompromising force. Feeling the grip of her pussy's sopping wet walls constrict around his penis, Izuku groaned, feeling something building at the base of his member. "Mina, I'm getting close," he announced, increasing his pace even further, hammering her senseless with deep, powerful thrusts.
She moaned wantonly, beginning to buck her own hips desperately, doing her best to meet his every thrust with one of her own. He breathed heavily through his nostrils, feeling a familiar sensation announce its presence. Mina possessively wrapped her legs around him, denying him the possibility of pulling out. "Cum inside me. Shoot it straight into my womb." Feeling him twitch violently, foreshadowing his imminent release, Mina pressed her lips against his ear, loving the way he groaned in response. "I want to be in danger."
Izuku growled as semen erupted from his cock, jetting straight into Mina's waiting womb. Every spurt was packed full of fertilizing essence as it coated the inside of her uterus, claiming every possible inch of child-bearing flesh. Mina's womb quivered as more and more cum was pumped directly into her most sacred spot, some even rushing further inside, drenching her fallopian tubes in a desperate search to join with her waiting eggs. She moaned, climaxing a fourth time, feeling every piping hot wave of seed fill her to the brim as her vaginal walls convulsed, milking every last possible drop from Izuku's Powerful member.
Finally, his massive orgasm tapered off, leaving her feeling deliciously full. Mina lunged forward, capturing his lips in a hot kiss, sucking, licking, and biting any piece of his mouth she could, wanting to feel one with him in as many ways as possible. Eventually, they both came down from their high, Izuku collapsing on top of her, some of his seed exiting her in a slow trickle.
"I love you," Mina breathlessly exclaimed, "so damn much." She spent the next minute and a half making out with him, loving the taste of the man that so easily gave her so much pleasure. Then, after passionately expressing themselves through a variety of physical affirmations, the two of them just laid there, wrapped in each other's embrace.
Eventually, Izuku spoke. "Say, do you want to get married?"
Mina figured he was joking, so she laughed against his chest before kissing his cheek. "You know we just got together, right? Isn't that sort of thing supposed to wait until we have a house and a stable income?" Her heart warmed at the adorable guilty pout she received in return. Chuckling, she amended, "Not like I'd say no, though." He linked their fingers together and smiled.
A few minutes later, Izuku abruptly sat up in a panic. "Mina, you're on birth control, right?"
She followed his logic without effort. "No, but it's okay."
His face morphed into visible distress. "It's not okay! If you have a baby, there's no way you'll be able to stay at U.A!"
She cupped his cheek and playfully licked his nose. "I'm not gonna get pregnant, Izuku." Seeing him look uncomprehendingly, she grinned. "A while back I discovered that I could excrete acid from my uterus, too." His intrigued rather than disgusted look caused her heart to swell in happiness. "So basically, I'll flush my insides with a weak, goopy snot lookin' acid that'll dispatch all your little swimmers with ease." His intrigue turned to amazement, and she snorted, patting his cheek. "See? Problem solved."
Letting out a sigh of relief, Izuku shot her a look. "You're a menace, you know that?" Mina laughed, sticking her tongue out at him with eyes alight with mischief. "But really," Izuku took in her whole form, eyes trailing up and down her naked figure. "I don't think I'll ever be able to love anyone else." The scariest part was, she could tell he meant it. A serene look crossed his handsome features. "Oh, what the hell." Dislodging himself from their embrace, Izuku sauntered over to his closet, reaching inside and fishing for something within.
Mina shot him a look of confusion that he didn't see. "What? What are you looking for?" He didn't answer her, and a moment later, it was clear why. As Izuku turned around, Mina saw the biggest, happiest smile she had ever seen on his face, even with it being marred by apparent nervousness. As she idly wondered why he would be nervous, she spotted a small black box resting in the palm of his hand. Then he knelt on one knee, and she understood.
"Ashido Mina, the first time I saw you, I was overwhelmed by your beauty; nothing I had seen was even remotely comparable. But beauty isn't everything. The first time I heard you speak, I was taken by your ability to make my heart race so easily." Mina brought a hand to her lips and could do nothing as she began to cry. Undeterred, he continued, "By the first time I saw you smile—really saw you smile—my heart was already yours."
Izuku's voice became strained as his eyes went glossy. "I've loved you since the first day I met you, and I mean that." Pausing, his eyes began leaking as he continued to stare straight into her starry, amber orbs. "I used to think that if I fell in love, I wouldn't be fast enough, wouldn't realize it quick enough, and that maybe I'd miss my chance." Mina's tears were really falling now, and her trembling lips formed silent words that not even she could decipher. "But it wasn't like that at all. Even before the end of the first day, I already knew."
His grin never faltered, even when he could barely see her through the veil of his tears. "There is nothing like you. Even in this world where nearly everything is so extraordinary, you are the only one I can't help but watch if only just to see how you move." Pulling open the top of the box, a ring that was undoubtedly hand-picked with only her in mind was revealed, and Izuku asked, "With all that being said; Ashido Mina, will you marry me?"
She launched herself off the bed, jumping into his arms—and he caught her. Sobbing into his shoulder, she agreed, "Yes! Yes, yes..." They both continued to cry as he presented the ring to her, and she raised her hand, allowing him to slide it along her fourth finger. Mina laughed and wiped her eyes, staring at the piece of jewelry with disbelief. Even in a perfect world, there would be no ring that could compare. Not to her.
Like a rising tide, the head of a xenomorph queen rose along the perimeter of the circular expanse, baring its fangs in an iconic expression. The ring's body was constructed of black opal, which glimmered with fiery reds, forest greens, and otherworldly purples, giving the piece a wild, unrefined beauty. From the xenomorph's mouth, made from pure verdelite, a gout of acid shot forth like a wave, contrasting against the sea of black like a sickly-sweet comet. Atop the wave, a tiny pink figure composed of flawless diamond surfed along its length, wearing a wide, happy grin. On the figure's head rested a crown of gold, and socketed in its sole bezel was a proud, glittering emerald.
"Where?" she asked, staring into his eyes and marveling at the weight of her emotions.
He took a moment to compose himself, then answered, smiling, "I had it commissioned a few months ago. Found a jeweler who had a quirk that let him turn any piece of jewelry he made harder than diamond. His other work was really good, too."
She balked, "But you didn't even know if I liked you at all back then!"
He blushed, "W-well, I—it was a spur of the moment thing! I just, I couldn't stop thinking about you and I came across him and his stuff was so nice and I had an idea for a ring and, ya know? Two weeks later there it was."
She crossed her arms, flitting her eyes from him to the ring every few seconds. "But what if..." she trailed off, and he wrapped his arms around her, sighing in an absolute emotional high.
"You're worth it."
It was all that needed to be said, but after a brief pause, she chose to speak anyway.
"We're still naked."
The two lovers, under the light of a dim TV screen contained in a small room beneath the apex of the moon's haunting glow, covered in drying bodily fluids and smelling of sweat and sex, laughed in each other's embrace like the chiming of a pair of glimmering silver bells.
For the first time that day, Fumikage allowed himself beyond the confines of his stifling room. If there was one thing he now desired above all else, it was the luxury of a totally quiet mind. Too long had his thoughts flitted from one horror to the next; visions of the previous night's horrible display contrasting with distressing images of his bank account covered in cobwebs and paperclips coming to mind. It was all he could do to not shave the rest of his body, for the sensation of something writhing under his skin would not go away.
Stalking down the hallway, he had barely cleared a couple rooms when a small gremlin creature opened its own door.
"What the fuck? Tokoyami, what the hell happened to your face?"
Mineta, you degenerate purple pimple, fuck off, Fumikage thought scathingly. Outwardly, he settled for glaring at him and pushing past his tiny frame, doing his best to ignore the continued shouts of shock and confusion. He was almost at the stairway's threshold when he heard it coming straight from Izuku's room.
"Cum inside me."
Please, God no, Fumikage begged.
"Shoot it straight into my womb."
He fell onto his hands and knees, tears streaming down his naked face, looking like the body of a plucked chicken.
"I want to be in danger."
His cries were silent, and all hope for any peace of mind was permanently crushed.
A hand fell on his shoulder, and he looked up to see the sympathetic face of one Mineta Minoru. "Do you want to talk about it?"
Suddenly, his phone dinged, and he saw that it was a message from the Hero's Harem: Rebirth app saying his raid was successful. He didn't care. Minoru did.
"What? No way! You play Hero's Harem too?!" Grinning wildly, Minoru stuck Fumikage's chicken head with a sticky grape ball and dragged him to his room. "You gotta play duos with me, dude. I can't seem to find someone with a high enough battle power to do the Doki Doki ritual with."
As Fumikage was dragged into the den of the depraved and the immoral, with only the clothes on his back and the girls in his pocket to keep him tethered to the land of darkness, his only living regret was that his razor hadn't slipped.
~A/N~
Thanks for reading, everyone! This is the last chapter if you couldn't tell, and I'm happy with how it turned out. Took me eight damn hours though, oh well. Hopefully it was worth the read. If not, I'm sorry; I know I aint that good yet, but I'm trying. Anyway, I'll catch you folks later. Have a good'n!
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