While the game was going on, Todoroki was in his dorm, reading a copy of The Satanic Bible. While not a hardcore Satanist by any means, he found dark, esoteric subjects like this to be fascinating. Then, he heard knocking at his door.

"Come in."

Todoroki put the book down and got up from his bed to receive whoever had wanted to see him. The door opened, and it was none other than…

"Hey Todoroki!"

Marinette rushed over to Todoroki and gave him a big hug, which he gladly returned. The blunette may not have been the softest, most cuddly girl in the world, but the warmth she gave off was unlike any other he'd received. Plus, considering she was really short – only 4'5" compared to his 5'9" – he enjoyed having her rest her head against his brawny chest. Eventually, she let go, but not before he'd taken notice of her new hairstyle:

"Marinette, that's an interesting look."

Marinette brushed her hand through her now-undone long hair. "I let my hair down just for you! Do you like it?"

Todoroki smiled and nodded. "Yes, it looks very beautiful on you."

"Awww, thank you! Have I mentioned that the white and red makes you look super-handsome?"

"No, but I appreciate the compliment, nevertheless. Come, let's sit down on my bed."

Todoroki led Marinette – still unused to the Japanese-style floor bed that he had – over, and they sat down.

"So uh…what do you wanna do?" asked Marinette.

"Do you like music?"

Marinette smiled. "I love music!"

"Good, because I've got something here that really rocks!"

Todoroki pulled out his phone – which was connected to a stereo system via Bluetooth – and put on "The Four Horsemen" by Metallica. Having never heard thrash metal in her life before, Marinette dropped her jaw, and her eyes widened as she heard the song come on. After the initial shock wore off, though, she smiled and proceeded to headbang as she made the "devil's horns" gesture. Naturally, Todoroki joined her, and together, they were joined in metal mayhem. They even jammed out on air guitar during the guitar solos. While Todoroki enjoyed metal regardless, he definitely enjoyed sharing it with other people, especially guests like Marinette, and knowing that Metallica – one of the hardest, heaviest and fastest bands in existence – was such a hit with her got his blood pumping like never before. By the time the song was over, Marinette emphatically gave Todoroki her assessment:

"Todoroki, I've never heard anything like that before, but that freaking rocked!"

"That was 'The Four Horsemen' by Metallica. Metallica is one of the 'Big Four' of thrash metal."

"Cool! Got anything else like that?"

"Of course!"

And so, Todoroki and Marinette proceeded to rock out to other thrash metal songs such as "Chemical Warfare" by Slayer, "Devil's Island" by Megadeth and "Indians" by Anthrax, plus songs from non-Big Four bands such as "Power Thrashing Death" by Whiplash, "Birth of Tension" by Overkill and "The Preacher" by Testament. After a few songs, Marinette wiped the sweat off her brow.

"Phew, I don't think I've ever had that much fun in a while! Todoroki, you're an amazing person, you know that?"

"As are you, my darling Marinette."

Marinette giggled. "Awww! Seriously though, what shall we do next?"

Todoroki smirked. "I know exactly what I wanna do next."

"Todoroki…AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"So it's true what they say about French girls being ticklish."

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO TICKLES!"

"Yes tickles!"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TODOROKI, STAHP!"

"Why stop now? We're only getting started."

"NO NO NO! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Every time you say 'no', I'll make the tickles worse."

"OK! OK! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Good girl! Now, just lie down and get ready for this…"

Todoroki lifted up Marinette's shirt and blew a raspberry on her belly.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THAT'S SO TICKLY!"

"You think that's tickly? Try this on for size!"

Todoroki proceeded to stick his finger into Marinette's navel and rub it around.

"GET OUT OF MY NAVEL! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Todoroki stopped. "OK, but only if you'll submit to what I'm about to give you."

"Todoroki, what are you…OH NO! Don't tickle my feet! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"But you have cute little French feet. They deserve to be tickled."

"NO THEY DON'T! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Nonsense. It's a rule in Japan: cute French girls must be TICKLED!"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I'M CRYING OVER HERE!"

"Awww, don't cry! Let me make it better!"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE, I CAN'T!"

"Hmmm…let's find your ticklish spot…ah, here it is!"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHP! STAHP!"

"No no no, I can't do that yet, Ticklenette."

"PLEASE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Please what?"

"PLEASE STAHP! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!"

Todoroki stopped the tickles. "All right, I'll stop tickling you, but on one condition…"

"W-what?"

"Tell me you're the cutest French girl ever, and I'll stop the tickles."

Marinette smiled. "All right, I'm the cutest French girl ever."

"Good girl."

The tickling had left Marinette red in the face as she tried to catch her breath. Meanwhile, Todoroki snuggled with her.

"Todoroki, if I didn't like you so much, I would've smacked you for being so cheeky."

"But you do like me, don't you?"

Marinette chuckled. "Let me show you how much I like you!"

Marinette not only broke free of Todoroki's grasp, but she straddled him and kissed him. Feeling her lips against his, he eagerly wrapped his arms around her. What really got his blood pumping was that he was surrendering his dominance to such a petite blunette. Sure, he was usually the one who enjoyed being in charge, but every now and then, he enjoyed letting the girl be the one to take him over. He wasn't exactly sure why, but he figured that perhaps there was just something special about having a cute girl on top of him. Then, while they were kissing, Marinette kissed downwards across Todoroki's jaw before coming to his neck, where she began nibbling on it. He let out a loud gasp when she did so, causing her to pause.

"Um, Todoroki, did I do something wrong?"

Todoroki blushed. "N-no, it's just…I love having my neck nibbled."

Marinette giggled. "OK, Hot Stuff."

Marinette continued nibbling Todoroki's neck, causing him to moan.

"Oh Marinette, YES! Give it to me, you bad bedbug!"

Todoroki held Marinette's body tightly against his as he continued to moan from her sensual touch. All he could think about in this moment was how good it felt and how badly he lusted for this blunette, who had inspired passion in him like he'd rarely felt.

In the meantime, Deko sat in her dorm, watching that old favorite video of hers showing All Might rescuing people from disaster. It was all she could really do to keep her mind off of the fact that one of the six Parisians was a traitor. How the French and Japanese governments were unable to determine the identity of the traitor was beyond her, and it was worrying her more than the time that Kacchan got captured by the League of Villains. She tried to keep herself together as best as she could, but even so, the fact that she didn't know who she could trust was getting to her, so she paused the video and tried to think clearly about who it couldn't be. Thus far, she'd ruled out Marinette and Adrien, and she wanted to rule out Luka considering that none of his non-verbal cues even hinted at him being a traitor, but she knew that there existed people who were outright impossible to read. Then there was Chloé. Sure, Todoroki had his suspicions about her, and Deko trusted her bicolor boyfriend, but she still didn't have much in the way of evidence to make a claim about her. Then, while she was ruminating, she heard knocking on her door.

"Come in."

The door opened, and in stepped…

"LUKA!"

Deko ran up to Luka and gave him a big hug, which he gladly returned, but not without some concern:

"Deko, you seem like you've got something on your mind. Is everything OK?"

"Fine; I'm…I'm just stressed out, that's all."

Luka smiled. "I won't ask what's bothering you. I would, however, like to offer you something to relax."

"What?"

"Would you like a massage?"

Deko gasped when she heard this. While she was taking quite the liking to Luka recently, she never expected him to offer her anything as sensual as this. On the other hand, she also reminded herself that there wasn't necessarily supposed to be anything sexual about a massage, and she did trust him so far, so she put on a smile as she gave her answer:

"Oh um…yes! Please do!"

"Great!"

Deko led Luka over to her bed, and he looked around her dorm, which was decorated with various All Might paraphernalia.

"This is a nice dorm," said Luka. "It really…"

Luka trailed off when his eyes rested on Deko, who clearly had no problem stripping naked in front of him. She then lied down face-first on her bed, where she'd set an All Might towel while he wasn't looking. He was all ready to massage her, except for one thing…

"Deko, do you have any massage oil? I didn't bring any with me."

"Yes, there's some in the top right drawer of my desk."

Luka looked in the drawer in question and found a bottle of chamomile-scented massage oil. He cracked the bottle open, rubbed some oil in his hands and began to massage Deko's back. She gasped when she felt his soft, firm touch, and then let out a contented sigh.

"Is this good for you?" asked Luka.

"Oh Luka, this is heavenly."

Luka smiled as he continued to massage Deko's back. He'd given his fair share of massages to Marinette before, but it was different from massaging Deko, principally because the green bean had more body fat, so she was softer and squishier. On the other hand, he could feel that her back was really tense, more than a wire, so he worked hard on those spots where he could feel the tension coming from, causing her to moan with delight. He smiled, the sound being candy to his ears. As for Deko, Luka's touch was candy for her soul. After spending less than a year at UA and going through some of the most harrowing experiences of her life, it was so liberating to have a cute, handsome boy rubbing his hands all over her. Granted, he would never replace Todoroki, but she was enjoying this little fling that was going on. At no point did it cross her mind about what Todoroki would think if he found out. Besides, she felt too happy to care right now.

"Deko…"

"Yes, honey?"

"Would you like your feet massaged as well?"

Deko let out a happy sigh. "Please do, handsome!"

Luka chuckled, and let his hands travel down her back, slowing down when they touched her large butt, wanting to savor the Not Todoroki Hand Action for as long as possible. Once he'd had his fill, he continued down her toned, sexy legs before working on her feet, which caused her to let out a happy sigh.

"Oh Luka, that feels so good."

Deko smiled as Luka continued to massage her feet. With every second, all of the pain and stress that had built up from months of brutal training and battles against villains was melting away, replaced by pure bliss. All she could think about was how heavenly everything felt right now. It was as if she'd been taken not only to the highest of heavens, but even beyond that. Luka got his own satisfaction from massaging Deko's feet. Ever since this trip had been announced, he'd been greatly looking forward to making new friends, but never did he imagine that he'd ever find someone with whom he could share such an intimate activity. Even if this whole affair was wrong, he didn't want to be right. She was just too hot for him to care. As much as he was enjoying this, though, it couldn't last forever…

"Hey Luka, I'm good now. You can stop."

Luka stopped massaging Deko, who took in the sheer pleasure for a moment more before sitting up, covering herself with the towel.

"Luka, thanks. That felt really good."

Luka smiled. "You're welcome, Deko. Actually, if it's all right, there was something I wanted to ask you…"

"What?"

"Can I…can I please touch your breasts?"

Deko blushed. "WHAT!?"

Luka made a gentle pushing motion towards Deko. "It's OK if you don't want me to. I was just curious what they felt like."

Deko glared at Luka. Then, she took a deep breath.

"All right, I'll let you touch them, but if I say 'stop', I mean stop."

"OK."

Deko dropped the towel, and Luka proceeded to grab her large breasts. She turned bright red when this happened, largely unused to having handsome boys grabbing them. Meanwhile, he dropped his jaw, marvelling at just how squishy yet firm they were.

(No doubt these are real,) thought Luka.

While Luka was enjoying grabbing them, Deko made no bones about her wish:

"OK, Luka, that'll be enough now."

Luka drooled. "So big…"

Deko growled. "Luka, STOP."

Luka immediately stopped. "Sorry."

"If you'll excuse me, I'm gonna put my clothes back on."

Deko put her clothes back on. She then sat down next to Luka and smiled.

"Luka, even if you are a bit of a perv, you're not that bad of a guy. I really enjoy hanging out with you, and I'm glad I got to meet you."

"I'm glad I got to meet you too, Deko."

Deko giggled. Then, she wrapped her arms around Luka, laid him down on her bed and kissed him. Now completely powerless against her passion, he wrapped his arms around her as well. So far, this had been one hell of a trip.

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