'I'll fuck whoever doesn't screenshot'. Ah, a joke account. There's no shortage of these nowadays. Catfishing has become commonplace in anything even remotely related to the online sphere. However, it is weird how this account has the exact name as Momo Yayorozu's account. Same nametag and everything 'MoMoMo'. Must have gotten hacked, the picture behind this message is a black screen, what could possibly be the detriment to having it screenshotted?

Izuku sat bewildered, continually contemplating what he just witnessed. As he stared blindly at his phone screen for what felt like hours, a follow up post came in. Then, everything became abundantly clear. This was no gag account, no hacker or even a mistake. The heiress had genuinely written that sentence and then genuinely had taken a picture of her bare behind in front of a mirror.

It was on screen for ten seconds, yet the imprint she left on his mind was permanent. The unmistakable ponytail crafted within her raven-like hair facing the lens. A white tank top hugging her statuesque figure, a hint of her clothed breasts peeking from beside her arm. Her elbow supporting the pose, her shoulders exposed like shining diamonds. Some dark red panties lowered to just above her knees, exposing parts of her thighs. Her shins completely covered in clouds of socks. Yet, most importantly, her backside which could put most hero models to shame.

The instance happened far too quickly for Izuku to react. It was gone before he could even hold the screen to look at it longer. Therefore, he had unintentionally ignored the warning said message contained. In spite of that, his mind once again had little time to process the situation. The boys' group chat imploded once a few minutes passed, immediately diverting his attention. Everyone who actively used their phone commented on the situation and it seemed like everyone had caved in. Everybody screenshotted the image, unable to resist the instant gratification. Everybody except one person: Izuku Midoriya. He sheepishly admitted to also partaking in saving the image, a lie to keep everyone at bay. The potential disastrous reaction from them could lead to unwanted harassment, both for him and Momo.

Speaking of, this was rather out of the blue from her. Normally, her social media activity was on the wholesome side. Showing off nail polishes or clothes she recently bought. This radical shift quite literally sent everyone into pandemonium. Yet suspiciously enough, the group chat containing the entire class didn't erupt or even had anyone on it. This could've been because nobody wanted to directly address the perpetrator. Or, it meant the message was limited to the male portion of the class.

Now that he once again started to drift off into the possibilities of what would compel Momo to show herself in such a way, his phone vibrated once more. The screen simply said 'From: MoMoMo'. Izuku's eyes grew wide and his palms started sweating. Upon opening the notification, he was met with a sight he never expected to see. A smile, a soft one but a smile all the same adorned by that pitch black star ponytail behind it. She wore the same tank top as in the earlier image except this time it was pulled down, enough that it revealed her breasts to the camera. The same dark red panties also showed up, though his eyes were focused elsewhere. He barely managed to read the caption placed on top of them which read "Come over, I'm ready.".

Needless to say, his body was already out the door before his mind could catch up. He rushed through the common rooms, not stopping anywhere other than the elevator to the girl's floor. He basically punched the floor number and anxiously watched the elevator come to a close. It took an agonizing few seconds before they opened back up again. Izuku shifted his feet as fast as he possibly could, moving at a silent but simultaneously breakneck pace. His face now glaring at the hardwood obstacle between him and the prettiest girl in class.

As his hand softly knocked, some doubt set in. Hold on, they barely knew each other beyond occasional vigilante activity and talks during exams. If anything, she was a friend by title only or by proxy for being in the same class. Aren't they skipping a bunch of key steps in a relationshi–

His train of thought was cut off by the sound of the door sliding. The opening revealed Momo wearing the same exact clothes as in both pictures and a soft smile plastered on her face.

"Come on in." She grabbed his wrist and softly pulled him inside, he put up little resistance. The door slowly shut behind them as they stepped inside.

"M-Momo wait we should-" He was once again cut off, this time by Momo's warm lips connecting with his.

His eyes shot open, feeling her tongue explore around his mouth. Aggressive, passionate movements melting his mind. He tried to wrestle back but settled on receiving after a few seconds, gently dancing his own around it. He was still concerned about how fast this was going, and was already feeling overwhelmed by Momo's kiss. Once they both ran out of breath, the girl pulled backwards, leaving them connected by a strand of saliva.

"Momo…. I… uh.." Izuku struggled to keep his thoughts straight, his mind hyper focused on what just transpired between them both. He liked this sure, but it still felt wrong, like someone was being taken advantage of. Though he wasn't sure who the victim was.

"Shhhh…" Momo placed a finger on his lips, stopping him from talking. She slyly took her tank top off and placed one of his hands on her boobs. They were firm and somehow soft at the same time, like a piece of mochi. She also started softly kissing the lower part of his neck, earning some moans from the boy.

"Mo…" Was all he could mutter from the resulting wave of pleasure suddenly thrust upon him.

Then, she started to slide downwards, caressing every part of his well toned body. She rubbed his abs quite sensually, making great emphasis on them before she reached her goal. Now being fully kneeled, Momo's nose was square on with Izuku's pelvis. She started to shuffle around his pants, looking to remove them entirely.

"Wait.." Izuku was half moaning in the midst of things, his voice heavy and breathy. Where once his thoughts became messy but still somewhat coherent, now were a complete jumbled mess. The idea of stopping had slipped away entirely. What's more, his poorly hidden erection drew all blood flow away from his brain.

Momo was spotting his size ever since they started and she noticed how well endowed he was. Therefore his size after it sprung from his pajamas was no surprise, it only salivated her mouth more. She put her dominant hand on the lower half of the shaft, positioning it closer to her lips.

"Who knew…." Right after saying this, Momo stuck her tongue out and started licking the tip of his member.

"Ugnh!" This time his moan was more of a grunt, the sensation of warmth and her caressing put him in absolute bliss.

Momo took him deeper inside, the back of her throat hitting his tip. It was evident she had practiced this before, her tongue movements were far too proficient. She is top of her class for a reason, her ability to learn is unparalleled. After holding that position for a little while, the heiress started bobbing her head.

Izuku started to feel himself reaching the climax, Momo's mouth felt better than anything he ever experienced. A wet warmth coupled with the feeling of her lips rubbing around his dick fired off every dopamine censor in his brain. Every time he looked down, he saw that star ponytail going back and forth, stopping once in a while to take a breath. His eyes rolled to the back of his head for a second. Then he jerked forwards and looked downwards once again, only to be met with those onyx colored marbles piercing through his own.

"Momo …. I'm …" He cut off his own sentence by finishing directly inside the tall girl's mouth. It was the first time an orgasm had felt that euphoric. He kept pumping for around ten seconds before recoiling against the wall.

On her side, she had received a salty flavored substance that quickly started swimming down her throat. His cum brought a pungent smell with it that she found oddly alluring. The odor even increased her already climbing arousal. After all that research she had done, her calmness in swallowing it was only natural. As such, she did so, slowly rising to her feet as the last drops went inside.

Izuku finally snapped to his senses. Once he was relieved, his mind went completely blank, allowing him to assess the situation.

"Yaoyorozu wait." He felt it appropriate to use her last name now that he realized the position they were in. What was done couldn't be taken back but at least he could still salvage what little integrity their relationship still had. "That was… great but we should slow down." Her face grew a puzzled expression.

"Slow … down?" Noticing the change of mood, she pulled up her tank top, covering her exposed chest.

"Sorry, uhm worded poorly." He started to fidget, his nervous tendencies surfacing. "Can we postpone, uh, whatever this is?" He was unsure where to look, anywhere other than the floor only reminded him of what had transpired.

"Oh, sure." She walked over to her bed and sat down, crossing her legs. Her expression was entirely neutral and unbothered. She acted almost as if nothing had happened between them both.

"Does Friday sound good?" He started to slowly make his way backwards, his left hand on the doorknob.

"Friday sounds good. See you then, Izuku." Momo shot him a seductive wink, almost reverting to her straightforwardness from a while ago.

He quietly opened the door and made his way down the hall. He had a lot of firsts taken from him that night, forcibly so. Yet his mind veered away from everything pertaining to the lewd acts performed on him. Izuku was worried about Momo's sudden attitude change. The reserved, prim and proper girl he knew became unrecognizable. Why her posts and was she willing to really be intimate with anyone that didn't heed her message?

Now determined to unravel whatever was going on with the class beauty, his face turned beet red once every sensation came back to him.

A/N

Hey,

Small note here, I'm writing this simultaneously with a Mina version (not the same premise) that already came out yesterday. Both are planned to be short with lots of intimacy.

Also, if you know me from my other work: My Jirou Academia, then hi. I'll be resuming that story shortly. Life just kinda caught up for a while there, this month and the last were hard to say the least. I had to move and well yeah the days of inactivity just piled up. I promise I'll return to write it.

Have a nice day.