Once the other parents left, Yuki had immediately declared it Princess Tea Party Time. Samidare had unsurprisingly not wanted to play, instead opting to play video games with Kaminari, Kyoka, and Momo. Everyone at the 'Royal Table' was wearing an outfit that went beyond most tea parties, thanks to Momo. Even Satsuki had a new dress to wear, it was a perfect replica of Tiana's dress from 'The Princess and the Frog'. As tea parties go it was pretty fun, even Shoto joined in his Vegas showgirl outfit.
After the tea party everyone that had on a costume more impressive than Izuku's tutu went to change into something more comfortable. A few minutes later they returned, most wearing a combination of loungewear.
Rumi had changed out of her stunning red dress and into a white leotard just thick enough so that her dark nipples wouldn't show through. She also had on baggy sweats that billowed around her legs and hung low on her hips, showcasing them with the combination of the high waisted leotard.
Tsu changed out of her dress that matched Satsuki's and into a laughably too big hoodie and tights. He was pretty sure that it was his hoodie that had gone "missing". The way she looked at him, as if daring him to say something about it, sold him on the theory.
Nejire was no longer wearing her sequin "Fairy Queen" dress that shimmered the same color as her hair, instead, she now wore black leggings and a cream colored knit sweater that was somehow baggy and comfy while hugging her curves in a way that had Izuku crossing his legs. Combined with the way her curling, periwinkle hair was draped over a shoulder, she struck an image that was equal parts domestic and arousing.
Mei had changed out of her golden dress and matching golden laurel leaf crown. Now she was sporting a pair of Izuku's gym shorts with the draw cord tied tight so she wouldn't flash the room. She was also wearing one of her standard black ribbed tank tops, which she owned at least two dozen of.
Last down the stairs were both Himiko and Ochako walking hip to hip. Himiko was coaxing Ochako along and he could sense Ochako's nerves as they paused on the landing. Ochako had a cute pink shirt on that just said "Mochi". Himiko had a black shirt on that read "Crazy in Love", the first word was in a red and dripping font while the final word was in a bulbous pink font. It was very Himiko. Below their waists…they were matching. Both had black hotpants shorts with a white border and black thigh high socks that squished the absolute territory so wonderfully. The extra helping of padding on Ochako's chubby thighs looked as soft as mochi and just as delicious.
"See, Chako?" Himiko said more than asked as she gestured to the common room as a whole. "They're looking at your thighs like they wanna taste 'em. And you were worried!" Himiko was smiling her wide toothy smile and preening like a cat that dragged home a particularly pretty canary.
Izuku glanced around and noticed that yes, pretty much all the adults were indeed looking like they wanted a taste, not that he could blame them. Ok, not all the adults. Shoto didn't even glance up. Bakugou rolled his eyes. Kirishima, Aoyama, and Hitoshi were looking like they were wondering how well they could pull the look off.
"But," Ochako began quietly and the nerves in her voice made Himiko turn back to fully face her. "I don't really want the other guys looking at me like that…"
All at once, Himiko's entire demeanor changed. Her head snapped back to look at the offending boys so fast that he could have sworn he heard something pop. Her smile was completely gone and her face had gone perfectly placid like the surface of the water moments before an alligator burst out. Her eyes were wide and unblinking, her pupils slitted. It was as if she was looking directly into everyone's soul at once and searching for the source of their absolute audacity as if she wasn't just welcoming their gazes.
Most of the other boys quickly averted their searching eyes, some making not so concealed gasps of fear.
Sero, the poor boy never quite looked at Himiko the same after the battle trials, yelped and fell out of his chair.
Tokoyami actually, honest to All Might, squawked.
"They're not looking now, Chako," Himiko said warmly as if she hadn't just scared half the room.
Now that everyone was here it was decided that there would be a video game competition on an FPS that Momo and Kyoka recommended. Izuku had found himself teamed up with Mei and with her literally perfect hand-eye coordination combined with his inhuman reflexes with Full Cowl activated it wasn't even fair. The competition boiled down to Izuku and Mei versus Momo and Kyoka. They put up a good fight, but there was a reason he and Mei were banned from every arcade in Musutafu. A vein was pulsing In Kyoka's temple as they admitted defeat. Momo's lips were pursed as her eyes went distant, likely replaying their match and searching for what she could have done differently.
By the time the tournament ended it was starting to get late for the children so Nejire declared that there would be one more activity before bedtime; Heroes. Momo made onesie pajamas to the kids' wishes. Satsuki was wearing a onesie that had space for her short tadpole tail and was styled after Tsu's Hero suit. Mika and Rin were matching in their onesies that were inspired by Ryukyu's hero costume, a qipao with a gray, scaled pattern for the limbs. Yuki's onesie looked exactly like Nejire's hero suit save for the hole that allowed room for her tail. Eri was wearing a black onesie with stripes down the sides, it looked like…
"Is that your Papa's hero suit?" Ochako asked Eri, throwing him a knowing smile over her shoulder.
"Ya!," Eri chirped. "Papa is my favorite hero!"
Izuku damn near blacked out from her confession. There was a major difference from calling yourself a hero and being called a hero.
A minute later, everyone but Nejire, himself, and the youngest kids had run off to hide.
Satsuki, Eri, Yuki, Mika, and Rin all had their eyes closed as they counted down from 120 as best they could.
"ELEVEN, ONE, HERE WE COME!" Yuki yelled.
So close.
A muffled cry could be heard from down the hallway.
"Save me!"
As the kids raced off to save the day, Izuku and Nejire took on their roles. Izuku activated float and assumed a cross legged position as he floated in the air, he raised one hand, several tendrils of Blackwhip coming from it and whirling around like the blades of a helicopter. Nejire hopped up and sat in his lap, a hairbrush in her hand mimicking a microphone. He wrapped an arm around Nejire's midsection. For posterity, Blackwhip retrieved his phone from his pocket and began recording over Nejire's shoulder.
"Fresh on the scene, The Adorable Cuties hero team moves in to help as they hear the pleas for help!" Nejire commentated, sparring a dramatic look over her shoulder and into the camera.
Izuku tried to imitate the sound of helicopter blades, but it came out more like blowing a raspberry.
Giggling, the little girls raced down the dorm's hallways in search of the cry for help, Izuku's news chopper close behind. When they burst into the laundry room they found a massive pile of towels, but nothing else of note.
"Will the heroines find the victim in time!?" Nejire asked into her hairbrush.
A groan came from the pile of towels and the kids pounced into action.
"Fear not citizen-" Mika bellowed.
"-For we are here!" Rin finished.
The kids ripped the towels away like a starving wolf would flesh.
Mina popped out, dramatically gasping for air like she was going for an Oscar.
"The Adorable Cuties save the day!" Nejire shouted. "But what's that sound!?"
"Save me!" a muffled voice cried.
"AWAYYYY!" Yuki yelled as she led the charge to the next person to rescue.
As Eri ran past she beamed up at him and Nejire.
"Mama! Papa! Watch!"
The Izucopter was in hot pursuit when they entered the family restroom. Steam filled the room, reducing visibility. Shoto's voice sounded from somewhere with actual inflection. He was really hamming it up.
"You fell right into my trap! Cower, for I am the villain, Mist Man!"
"Time out!" Mika and Rin both said before bringing the rest of the girls into a quick huddle. After some intense whispering and a few giggles, they broke the huddle, Eri leading the pack.
Eri put her hands on her hips and jutted out her lower jaw.
"Villains don't get Soba!"
…
"I have seen the error of my ways!" Shoto said before showing himself and holding up his wrists to be cuffed.
And so the game continued until every "civilian" had been saved and every "villain" captured. The hardest time the kids had was finding Toru since she was invisible, but Satsuki had a literal "Aha!" moment, she said it and everything, before using her infrared vision like Tsu could.
Shoto, Nejire, and Tsu had volunteered to read bedtime stories to the little girls while everyone else cleaned. Samidare was having a boy's sleepover with Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero, and surprisingly Bakugou. Izuku was still trying to wrap his head around that as he finished cleaning nail polish and glitter off the breakfast bar, otherwise known as the "nail salon". He smiled down at the mishmash of colors and designs on his fingernails. Turns out, when five little girls want to paint your nails there isn't much choice in the matter or design.
"What are you smilin' at?" Rumi's cut in, a smirk in her tone and aura.
Mei clamped onto his side and began to drag him away.
"Let's go to bed, I'm feeling those days in the support lab."
They made their way upstairs together and when Izuku opened the door to their bedroom he was greeted by Tsu and Nejire as if they had been waiting for them. The rest of the polycule bunched up in the doorway and stared. There was something different about Nejire and Tsu, but what…
While Tsu approached Mei, Nejire sauntered languidly up to him, her hips rolling with every step so much her sweater threatened to hike up and expose-
He knew what was different.
They weren't wearing leggings anymore.
His cock crashed against his zipper like it was a wild animal trying to escape a cage.
"The kids are asleep~" she cooed in a low and suggestive tone as she ran a single finger down his chest, abs, and finally into his jeans just behind the button.
At this point, the structural integrity of his jeans was in question.
She tugged gently and his jeans, may they rest in peace, gave.
Nejire giggled, her sultry air broken as his button shot off and hit the wall with a ping. She was still giggling as she dropped into a crouch, the movement making her curvy ass pop out from under her sweater, and yanked on the remains of his jeans and underwear. She stopped giggling and made an "O" with her mouth as all twelve inches of his dick sprang out and nearly blackened her eye.
"I thought they were exaggerating…it's the size of my forearm…" Nejire said with awe in a hushed whisper he could barely hear.
"They?" He managed to ask, the blood flow suddenly migrating for southern climates was making it difficult to make full sentences.
Nejire smiled up at him and gave his dick an experimental pump.
"Sorry, did you say something?" Nejire asked, finishing her sentence off with a kiss to his glans.
She took the tip into her mouth and suddenly he couldn't remember if he even asked a question, let alone what it was. Her hands wrapped around his shaft and began to pump rhythmically. As Nejie began lathering his fat cock one inch at a time, he idly noticed Tsu being carried by Mei. Tsu was emitting amused ribbits that were her version of a giggle as she was carried, her strong legs wrapped around Mei's middle, her oversized hoodie shoved over Mei's head.
"Are you using X-ray vision?" Tsu asked.
He could make out the shape of Mei's head as it turned up to look at Tsu's face.
"Mayyyybe?" Mei all but confessed.
Tsu's response was to grip the back of Mei's head and shove it tighter against her breasts.
"No X-ray vision, ribbit," Tsu chastised.
Mei's hand gripped and spread Tsu's ass, giving him a view that made his cock hop with delight in Nejire's mouth.
"But how am I supposed to know where I'm going?" Mei complained.
"I'll guide you," Tsu said and began guiding Mei to the bed. "Left. A little more. Now take three steps forward-"
Behind them, Rumi and Himiko already had Ochako on the floor and were in the process of tasting the plump bit of thigh above her socks.
Izuku's knees wobbled when Nejire suddenly shoved his cock partially into her throat. Her hands that were aiding her blowjob now moved. One went to cup his balls while the other made its way between her legs. When he looked down, her eyes sparkled up at him in amusement. She didn't pull back like he assumed she would, instead, she pushed further until her eyes began to water and then she swallowed. The muscles of her throat worked as she swallowed around the majority of his dick again and again. He gripped the back of Nejire's head as his cock pulsed in her throat and his balls tightened in the palm of her hand. Nejire didn't pull back, she pushed herself further and swallowed. Izuku's legs shook as he released jet after jet of cum down Nejire's throat.
"HMM!" Neijre groaned in surprise at the volume, eyes shooting wide as she continued to try and swallow it down.
Nearly two dozen seconds passed when his orgasm finally abated, leaving his vision partially dark.
Nejire released him with a pop and stood, licking a dribble of cum from her bottom lip.
"Wow…" Izuku said dumbly, his eyes blinking slowly and out of sync.
Nejire smiled seductively as her hand wrapped around his still hard cock and began walking backward, guiding him by the dick to the edge of the bed. By the time they reached the bed, Izuku's brain was mostly back in working order. Deciding it was time to reciprocate, he gently guided her to lie on her back. As she did so, she clutched her hands over her still covered chest, making her huge boobs squish together. Her legs curled up and spread to reveal her dripping sex. Her perfect pussy lips were swollen with need and her clitoral hood was pulled back to reveal her pearl. Above her sex was periwinkle pubic hair expertly trimmed into the shape of a heart.
He kneeled before the holy offering to give thanks. Gripping her thighs, he placed feather light kisses around the edges of her quivering lips. He continued to kiss around her pussy teasingly while reading her emotions with Empathy. He could feel her lust swelling with every teasing kiss.
" Izuku~" Nejire begged, her fingers gripping the roots of his air as though she could steer him where she needed him.
Deciding he had teased enough, he placed the last chaste kiss directly on her engorged clit. When he did, Nejire gasped and pressed him harder against her. Izuku didn't fight it, he just held his breath and began to lick up her sex, pausing to suck at her pearl at the end of each pass.
"Izuku! Oh, Izuku!"
She shuddered with every lap of his tongue as she continued to come undone. Upping the ante, he slipped his middle and ring finger inside her and curled them towards himself until he felt the spongy flesh that denoted her G-spot. Nejire cried out in a boding racking moan as he did so. He began to curl his fingers, wringing out her G-spot in time with every lap of his tongue. Nejire's girl cum was beginning to flow and gush around his fingers with every curling motion. Not long after, Nejire's legs locked onto his back and pressed him ever closer, her soft thighs clamping around his head. Her entire body began to shake violently as she screamed her ecstasy at the ceiling, her body curling up involuntarily into a half sit up. Izuku never stopped even as she attempted to drown him in girl cum and crush his skull with her thighs. He happily lapped at her gushing pussy as it convulsed around his fingers. He managed to drag out her orgasm to nearly a full minute until she collapsed back bonelessly, her legs sliding off his shoulders.
Pulling back, Izuku was surprised to find that he wasn't seeing spots, in fact, he felt fine, like he hadn't just worshiped at the altar of Nejire's pussy without air for five minutes.
Mentally shrugging, he tore off his shirt, wiped off his face, and climbed up beside the still gasping Nejire.
He pressed a kiss to her temple and placed a hand on her lower abdomen, just below the hem of her knit sweater. At the touch, Nejire shuddered. Izuku's hand left a wake of gooseflesh as it traveled up her flat stomach, underneath her sweater, and over her thudding heart to cup a heaving breast. Izuku pulled her closer to him as he gently groped her breast, it was so large that it even fit in his large hands. He continued to place loving kisses against Nejire's temple, cheek, jaw, ear, and neck while she got her breathing under control. After a minute or so, Nejire sat up just enough to peel off her sweater and toss it off the bed.
"That was…gods. You eat pussy better than most lesbians!" Nejire said with a chuckle like she couldn't fully believe the last few minutes.
"In all fairness," Izuku began with his own chuckle. "I'm kind of cheating with Empathy."
Nejire wordlessly began to guide him above her until he was bracing his arms to the sides of her head. Now that he wasn't lying to her side, he could fully appreciate her newly revealed nudity. He had always known Nejire was curvy, but seeing her now, her breasts pooling from gravity, her thick hips and curvy ass squishing out…she was ten pounds of curves stuffed into a five pound sack. He bent his head to suck on each pink nipple for only a second each, causing them to stiffen. Nejire reached down and gripped his cock, squeezing gently in experimentation.
"You're good to go already? What about your refractory period?" She asked in surprise.
"My what?" Izuku asked, one eyebrow raised.
She laughed, "Of course you don't have one."
Before he could ask more, his unasked question died as she guided his throbbing cock to press against the entrance of her soaking pussy. Reading her emotions, he got the hint and pressed in. Nejire let out an airy gasp as her folds parted around the head of his cock. He pressed deeper, Nejire inhaling open mouthed with every inch. When he began to meet resistance, he pulled back and began to thrust shallowly, reaching a little deeper each time as he stretched out her pussy enough to fit all of his thick cock. When the base of his shaft finally slapped against her labia, Nejire was already breathing hard, her face and chest flushed red.
" Izuku," She moaned between breaths. " Did I do it? Did it all fit?"
Cock fully sleeved inside her, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips that held every ounce of love he held for her. He brushed sweaty strands of hair from her face.
" Yeah, you took it all. Just like I knew you could~" Izuku rasped.
" Then fuck me~" She moaned in exaltation.
Well, he didn't want to be rude.
He pulled his cock out until only the head was inside and they both looked at the slick shine of his monstrous cock before he plunged it back in slowly, disappearing inch by inch. They moaned together as their eyes rolled back. When he had fully hilted inside her again, he repeated the process, going a little faster each time. It wasn't long until his cock was ramming into Nejire with squelched noises accompanied by every thrust. Seconds turned to minutes and at this point, he had lost count of how many times Nejire's pussy had gripped his cock in orgasm and how many times her orgasm had triggered one of his own. At this point they were completely in sync as they came together over and over, their minds going a little blanket each time.
" Izuku, what happens-" Nejire began but cut off as they orgasmed again. "-if you make me even hornier?" She asked breathlessly when she stopped shuddering.
Izuku didn't stop plunging into her pussy as he thought with what lucidity he still had. He could tell what she meant and he went for it, using Empathy, he amplified her lust. Her lust already felt like a dam with the floodgates open, he amplified it until the dam broke.
Beneath him, Nejire's eyes went positively feral as she moaned loud enough that her voice sounded hoarse. Her legs clamped around him, pulling him in all the way as she came hard enough that it felt like a velvet fist was gripping his entire cock, making him cum alongside her yet again. The thing is, this orgasm didn't seem to end, Nejire was moaning soundlessly beneath him, her whole body shuddering with every grip of her pussy. Locked into a feedback loop of orgasms, they both came until Nejire blacked out and went limp, Izuku collapsing to the side of her with spots in his vision. Blinking the spots away, he stared agog at the subtle distension of Nejire's lower abdomen and how it lowered as cum gushed out of her pussy.
"DIBS ON NEXT!" Mei yelled from where she was tribbing with Tsu.