Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the second installment of 'Me Before You.' This is a story between a loving but complicated relationship between a younger male and an older female. Between a student and a Pro Hero. Izuku is a seventeen-year-old student who lives next door to twenty-one-year-old Pro Hero, Kaoruko Awata (Bubble Girl). They have a loving, strong sibling relationship and the more than friends, less than lovers kind. However, the more they interact, the stronger their bonds grow. This is an OOC Izuku x OOC Kaoruko love story. Enjoy!

For some reason, a shower after sex felt very relaxing to Kaoruko. She couldn't put her finger on it. She just felt refreshed. She was grateful that Izuku used a condom. Not that she wouldn't mind being filled with his sperm. The idea floated by on the idea of having that happening. She was sure that she took a birth control pill this morning before work. Yet again, she always mixes her birth control with her ibuprofen. She grinned as she was lathering the devil she was speaking of. The joy and pain of pleasure of Izuku and the pain of dealing with back-breaking work with little recognition and subpar pay.

She heard the bathroom door slide open. "I wasn't sure if you were spending the night or not, but here are the spare clothes you left." A simple nightie or was it the boyshorts. She wasn't certain. Seems like each time she visited and had her evening tet-o-tet with the emerald teen, she always left an article of clothing behind.

"Thanks, Izuku," she said as she allowed the warm water soothe away her worries. "Appreciative of you by the way."

"Thank the Lord that Mom doesn't check the loose floorboards under my bed," he said with a hint of laughter under his breath. "Where else can I hide my porn?"

She wrung the towel. "Too much information than I need to hear."

He giggled. "Just want a ruse out of you." He tapped the door with his knuckle. "Hey, sorry for prying but I was checking over your Nagasaki account with the fellow Pro Hero."

She sighed. "Can't go one day without being nosy, can you?" She grabbed the shaving cream, proceeding to shave her legs. By now, she was growing accustomed to Izuku's nosiness when searching through her briefcase. He noted that it was a force of habit, something he did as a child whenever his father would return home from a business trip. He described it to be an adventure. Perusing the sea of tablets, notebook paper, pens, pencils, and important business accounts. What his father saw as numbers became nothing more than coloring paper for the then-child.

"No comment," he said. "Anyway, I think I have a way to make a convincing argument to persuade that Pro Hero to come and work with your company."

She paused, feeling the shiver down her spine. She never liked that feeling. "You really think so?"

"If you allow me to go over your notes, I can help lessen the stress and ease the load to make it convincing," said Izuku. He opened the door. "Less is best, Kaoruko. Like my mother told me, work smart, not hard." He closed the door.

She felt a wincing pain. She had cut herself. Reaching for the towel to wipe the blood, a hint of frustration came upon her.

I keep telling myself that I am going to put my foot down. This is like the fourth account I allow him to do. I am thankful for what he is doing but this is my work. And I don't want to face trouble with my boss if I get caught. Plus, I am an adult and I am allowing a teenager to do my work for me. What he is trying to get out of this? Especially for things he doesn't care for.

A few minutes later, she was wrapping her body with a towel. Covering her hair with a bonnet, she slid the door to the changing area. Keeping her bonnet on, she put on Izuku's choice of clothing.

She was surprised that it was a nightie. A pink see-through nightie.

One of the many articles of clothing she had left behind.

She actually wore it on the first night they had sex.

She returned to his bedroom into a sea of scattered papers, loud clacking on the laptop, and the brewing of coffee.

With a pencil in his mouth, the teen was hard at work. With Rage Against The Machine playing softly in the background, Izuku was working hard to ensure that her business account was a successful one.

"God, you nerd," she said. "You were quite serious when you are getting hard at work." She was tickled, sitting on the bed as she applied lotion to her skin. "You would think after that rough sex you gave me, you would be sleeping." She grinned. "Or at least smoking a cigarette."

He spat out the pencil, sticking out his tongue. However, he didn't have a rebuttal. Not either a quip or a gesture. Izuku grabbed some file folders, scanning them quickly before returning typing her work.

She raised her eyebrow, quite surprised. She decided to be a little playful.

"I-zu-ku!" She was becoming playful. Sporting the pink nightie, showing her slender legs. She even wore her sexy white satin panties to give the teen attention. She stood up, swaying her hips to his direction.

"Work, work, work," she said alluringly. "C 'mon Deku baby, I want to a little reaction for you." She was moaning. "I mean, you wouldn't put this sexy, sexy outfit without wanting another nightcap. Right, I-zu-ku?!" She purred, mewing and using her body to become flexible like a cat. She wasn't often this alluring, seductive, or this aroused. But for some reason, seeing the emerald-haired teen in that position brought a charm to him.

Izuku wasn't eyeing the damsel. Actually, Kaoruko didn't notice that he rolled his chair to grab his evening coffee. He took a few sips before returning to the computer. She furrowed her eyes. Really, Izuku?

Izuku's eyes were like bees in search of a honeycomb on the laptop. She could see the pixelation within those deep emerald eyes. He was bobbing his head to Rage Against The Machine as he was working tenaciously, ensuring that she would have a successful account ready and prepared.

"I-zu-ku?" She slowly bent down in front of his desk. Blushing, feeling the release of her inhibitions as she exposed her ass to him. Being a former gymnast, she was very flexible in the right areas. "Notice something, Deku baby?" She extended her hand, slapping her ass. "See how naughty am I being?" She quietly grinned to herself, thinking of the cheesy line. Naughty am I being? My God, I suck at being seductive. She used her other hand, grabbing her panties and digging it within the crack of her ass. "Hmm, Izuku! All work and no play makes Kaoruko a very dull girl. Shall we remedy that?"

No response, if one were to count Izuku coughing when his coffee slid down the wrong pipe. Beating his chest hard, he managed to regain his composure. He stared blankly into the screen before resuming his work. He turned up the volume to his mixtape as he was getting full concentration.

She pouted. C 'mon, that was one of my best work. She stood up, crossing her arms in frustration. Here she was giving herself away to him. He could literally have the booty onto his lap.

Izuku gasped. A little spark came from the blue girl. She turned to see when seeing Izuku was looking at his cell phone. "The Raptors beat Golden State?" He snapped his finger. "Damn! Now I owe Katsuki $35 and a noogie ride. At least I got my migraine medicine ready."

If one were to notice, hot steam was coming from Kaoruko's eyes. She stomped her foot.

"Fine!" She crossed her arms and marched to her futon. She hoped to get a response but nothing. She grabbed the covers before entering the futon. "It seems like I am going to sleep. Alone."

"..."

She coughed loudly. "It seems that I am going to sleep now."

"..."

She was now pouting with her octopus lips. "IT SEEMS THAT I AM GOING TO SLEEP NOW!"

No response from the cinnamon roll with the exception of clacking and the occasional sip from his coffee.

"Hey!"

A smile spread on her face. "Yes?"

"I wonder if Sir Nighteye would mind I would reference this guy's past history as an incentive," he spoke to himself before resuming her work.

She gnashed her teeth with the agonizing realization that he was ignoring her. You slimy little twerp. You freckled face...booger brain! How dare you ignore such beauty. Notice me! Notice me! NOTICE ME, DAMN IT! The blue girl proceeded to kick and scream. She started pounding the pillow as if it were a person.

"And done!" Izuku cracked his knuckles. A smile of approval as he saw his masterpiece completed. "This should bring a tear to Nighteye and onto his knees." He nodded happily. He turned to Kaoruko. "Hey, babe, what's up?"

She stopped. By that time, she was gnawing and gnashing her teeth on his pillow. "Huh?"

Izuku crossed his legs, begin clapping by her performance. "Clever, well done, baby! At least you took it out on the pillow and not on my stuffed bear, Tomo!"

She pouted, dropping her head.

Izuku stood up from the desk and walked over to her.

"Baby, I heard you and I saw you." He knelt down and kissed her forehead. "Work comes before pleasure."

She turned away. "Hmpf! Why do you care now? I just gave you a free show and you ignore me?"

"Oh, I saw!" He stroked her cheek. "A mighty performance."

She rested her cheek on his hand, showing affection. "And why didn't you acknowledge it?"

He kept his contagious grin. He reached into his back pocket and show her a piece of paper. "One thing about my prying, my dear Kaoru, is that you never know what you come across." He handed it to her.

Kaoruko took the paper, realizing it was an email. She scanned the paper, nearly clutching when reading it.

"If that account wasn't turned in, then Nighteye would have probably torn you are a new one," said Izuku matter-of-factly. "And I think you are getting tired of having Italian loafers for lunch."

She was embarrassed. She was once again having a problem solved by a teenager.

"Oh, my God," she said. "I feel so stupid."

"There is nothing stupid in getting help, baby."

"But you are...you are…"

Izuku took her chin. By this time, Izuku had a serious look. Kaoruko instantly blushed by his sight.

"Izuku!" Izuku put his finger against her soft lips, rubbing it from top to bottom. Her eyes dwindled to his eyes. The eyes of intent. She was taken aback. She parted her lips, allowing his finger entry into her mouth. Izuku shut his eyes. He felt the spark of her mouth lacing his finger with her saliva. He stopped when he pulled it out.

He cupped her cheek that was slowly a dark blue. He slowly began disrobing his gray t-shirt. She was overwhelmed with his sweat, his fragrance. She lunged her lips towards his. There was no resistance. Both of them were swapping tongues, grabbing hold to their arms.

"Izuku," she cried to him.

"Kaoruko? Stop talking, baby."

His lips were moving in perfect sync, his hands feeling her waist. He pulled her closer, the kiss deeper, more passionate. She felt his hands on the back of her neck play with the ends of his hair. A smile grew on his face as it started to tickle her.

They broke the kiss.

"Jesus, Izuku. Why are you like this?"

"Like what?"

"This awesome wonder."

He initially couldn't ponder on a response. It took a few seconds of pregnant silence before responding. "Maybe because I am built like that."

"To cover my mess?"

"I wouldn't call it a mess?"

He slowly dwindled his fingers onto her nightie. Delicately, he removed the straps. He began kissing her shoulder.

She winced, feeling his soft lips hitting it. Then, he cupped her breast, massaging it gently. She hissed in the pleasure. She wasn't resisting. She felt good to know that he was taking the lead. She liked that in a man.

No, a boy.

"Why call it a mess when it is nothing more than a blessing?"

He was a man.

Izuku pulled over her nightie and tossed it to the side. He grabbed Kaoruko and gently placed her onto the floor. Using his tongue, he slid it in between her luscious mounds. She grabbed his hair, feeling the intensity as he had his fun with her breasts.

"Oh, God! Izuku, stop!"

Izuku knew she was lying. There was no resistance. Words, just words to translate that she wanted more.

As soon as his hand was upon them her kisses change, deeper, more sensual. He would tug on a nipple, flick it with his tongue. He took turns with each breast, leaving slurping noises in his wake.

She was getting wet. She felt the moisture coming from her pussy. It didn't go unnotice from him.

"Let's have a little fun with each other," he told her. He backed away from her. He took off his jeans and removed his boxers. He was now back in his birthday suit.

The blue-haired girl yelped by seeing his nakedness. He positioned his body on top of her. His head was facing her pussy while his dick was dangling over her face.

"I don't think you need help with this. Right, Ka-o-ru-ko?"

She slapped his ass. "Keep teasing me and I would go panko on your ass." She slapped his ass once more.

"Mmm, baby. Do it again!"

She slapped his tender ass, seeing the redness was sending shockwaves to him and more so his partner.

Izuku embedded his face into her panties. Using his tongue, he began gnawing into her pussy. The taste of her bittersweet juices relished the teen. Meanwhile, she felt his dick getting hard and thick like a PVC pipe. The very pecker that drilled her earlier was at her face.

Wanting more of his throbbing member, she partook onto his phallus.

She felt his dick always leaking precum, which she delightfully ingest. Slobbering and bobbing noises were made she wanted his sausage.

Izuku felt the tingling sensation. It felt like a rush as he continued licking her pussy. He used his teeth to move the panties aside, wanting a more direct taste. He saw her fluids becoming cloudy. She was getting closer. He used his hand to flick her clit.

Her foot twitched. Izuku knew it was working. He continued flicking her labia until her clit can arise from its slumber. He held onto her twitching legs, knowing that she was feeling good.

He yelped when noticed that she used her mouth to gnaw on his balls.

The sounds of slobbering and bobbing heads filled the room as the lovers continued to perform fellatio with each other. Izuku closed his eyes, shutting himself away from the world as he was bathing in her juices.

Kaoruko felt his dick going deep into the uvula. It didn't matter as this wasn't the first time being deep throat. She wanted more. She was going to make the claim, if not a message to any other girl.

Izuku is my man.

There weren't any warnings when the inevitable came. Izuku gave the blue-haired a deposit of his hot piping cum into her throat. She grabbed his ass, pushing his deep further as she can partake. Izuku felt her juices splashing his face. Hot juices entered his mouth. He delightfully ingested while his face was covered like a glazed donut.

He broke away from her pussy. He swallowed the content.

Kaoruko left a popping sound when releasing his penis. He turned over as she showed him swishing his semen with her tongue. He watched in amazement when seeing his little seed swimming in her mouth before swallowing it.

She opened her mouth to show him that the deed was done.

"Your gooey semen. I ate it all," she told him happily.

Later…

The lights were off in the bedroom as Izuku and Kaoruko lied together in the futon. The moon was the thing showing light between the couple. Both were lying flat and looking at the ceiling. Both couldn't look at each other.

"Did you take your Morning After pills?"

"I did."

"I know we used a condom but I am not ready to have a kid."

"Me either. A kid at this age by a kid." She scoffed. "Dream on!"

"Whatever, baka! I would be a good dad."

"Get done with school. You are thousands of miles away from that."

He turned on his stomach. "I don't know. I could be a good dad." He flicked her nose. "The thing is could you be a good mom?"

She faced him. "As you may know, Mr. Funny Man. I took a few Child Development classes in college." She stuck out her tongue. "So there!"

"Ok, ok! I won't argue." He began yawning. "You know what's right. But hey, let's grab some rest. You have work in the AM."

"Yeah, yeah," she said. She leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. "Goodnight and thanks!"

"No worries, little missy. Anything for my dearest friend."

"Dearest friend?"

He turned over from her, beginning to drift into a slumber.

We never did define ourselves, didn't we?

She got herself comfortable as she turned over to head to sleep.

"Kaoruko?"

"Yeah?"

"Let's go out for noodles on my next school holiday."

"A date?"

"Yeah!"

"As lovers?"

"..."

"Izuku?"

"Don't make me say it, you putz."

"I won't...for now!" She grinned as she turned back over.

"I love you, too, Izuku!"

To be continued….