Friday afternoon, the class is over and the students are on their way to the dorms except for Izuku. He was running a little errand for Midnight, saying it's payment for her teaching Mina about Sorcery. As he was picking a black rose he stumbled along the way, he was greeted by a Daemon. A red-skinned, fifteen-foot tall monstrosity wielding a giant khopesh.

Fierce red and orange flames clashed as destruction swept through Elsewhere. Debris of stone, trees, and magical flesh from other monsters scattered, leaving a gruesome scene as two powerful forces confronted each other. In the end, Izuku emerged slightly injured, while the daemon was reduced to fragments of flesh, slowly absorbed by the surroundings.

Having retrieved his objective, a rectangular metal box, Izuku returned to The Crowley as his injuries began to heal. Surprisingly, Midnight was absent, so he left the box behind the counter and proceeded to the dormitories.

As he approached the building, he heard voices in disagreement. The volume wasn't alarming, but it was enough to cause concern.

Upon opening the door, Izuku found Ochaco, hands on her hips, and Midnight, in a relaxed posture, engaged in a dispute in the living room.

"Sensei? Ochaco? What's happening?" Izuku asked.

Midnight looked at him with a smile. "I was talking to your girlfriend, Izuku. She has caused quite a disturbance at the Court. And in Tír na nÓg."

Izuku thought, 'Ochaco did go out yesterday. Is that what she's been doing?'

"How would you know that?" he asked.

"I have my sources at Court, Izuku. I told you, information is vital to a Sorceress."

"And what did she say?"

Ochaco interjected, "Nothing unnecessary, My Love. Do not worry about it."

Sensing her reluctance to discuss details, Izuku decided to drop the subject. "Okay."

"I thought calling the Council of Nobles spineless fools was a nice touch," Midnight added, clearly not finished with the conversation.

"That was a closed meeting, how...Never mind. I am limited in what I can and cannot reveal. But there's little doubt the Outsiders are returning, and Thor plans to use us as a shield to protect himself. Those fools argue as if it is just routine politics."

"And the Fae?"

"The Fae are angry. They have their own sources, and it seems this is not Eindridi's only move against the Court. Some still remember Arthur's sacrifice."

"Are you planning to go back?"

Ochaco shook her head. "No. I have done all I could, possibly more than I should. I have made enemies this week that will cause future problems. But I do not care; that scoundrel came too close to killing you. And he intends to destroy my Court."

"What enemies?" Izuku asked.

"Lord Sebastian Yarkow, my late ex-fiancé's younger brother. He's the current head of the Council of Nobles. I believe he is trying to pressure my Father into arranging our marriage."

"Not happening," Izuku said.

"Definitely not. He is an enemy I would have made eventually. While not personally powerful, he has supporters and political allies. Father is displeased with me and ordered me to stay in the Old World to calm down, away from the court."

"Harsh punishment," Izuku said with a smirk.

The Princess chuckled. "Indeed. I do not know how I shall manage, exiled in dreary Japan, far from the Court's glamour. With no friends or companions," she said in mock sadness, punctuated with a wink and a grin.

"And only uncouth commoners to keep you happy."

Ochaco wrapped her arms around his and said, "Indeed. Well, a Princess of the Blood has the dignity to endure exile silently. Shall we go to my room?"

"As my Lady commands," Izuku said as they both left Midnight alone and went to Ochaco's room.

Ochaco snuggled on his arms and said, "It is good that we are together now."

"You didn't miss the Court?"

Ochaco thought for a moment before answering, "Somewhat? I met up with some of my tutors, and trained with the knights. It was good to spend time with them. But my purpose of going back to Court was not a happy one."

"You don't need to fight my battles for me, Ochaco."

"Your fight is my fight, My Heart. And even if it was not, Thor just tried to cripple the Court before an enemy attack. By all rights, that is an act of war."

"So why aren't they listening?"

"Likely they would prefer not to know? It does not help that there is much I cannot tell. If I mention Nimue, I must mention the Lake. If I mention Thor attempting to kill you, I must also say who you are. It would be best if my Father does not discover a challenger to the Throne."

"Why not tell them the truth?"

Raising an eyebrow, Ochaco said, "Should I tell them that my boyfriend is the Winter King, the King to Come, the final step to Merlin's plan? Nimue, and the Lake? That you are destined to take the Throne in Exile? And incidentally, that I am no longer a virgin?"

"Okay, maybe not."

"So I am left with hearsay and rumours, with evidence gathered from secondary sources. I know in my heart what is happening, which makes them easier to find. But I fear it is not enough. Thor will escape with nothing more than a stern word from his father."

"He won't escape us, though. We just need to free Nana, and shift into training gear."

"Indeed. Speaking of which, how was your training going?"

"Apparently, I've been upgraded from just 'doing great' to 'being impressive' according to X."

Ochaco gave him a tight hug and said, "Thank you, My Love. That sword is far too likely to be the difference between you surviving this, or not. You must master it."

"I know and I will," Izuku said as he hugged her in his arms.

The next few moments have been them browsing through the movies they could watch together on Ochaco's newly bought TV. After a few minutes, they then decided to watch a certain movie franchise Izuku thought Ochaco would like. It's a space-opera movie about a boy from an unremarkable planet becomes a space pilot, who then later becomes, as they call it, a "space wizard." It's a subject that greatly interests Ochaco who loves everything to do with space.

"With our combined strength we can end this destructive conflict and bring order to the galaxy," a tall man in a dark space suit says as the protagonist is trying to distance himself from the man. The back-and-forth continued until he brought up the boy's father.

"He told me you killed him," the protagonist, Luke, said with a vindictive tone to the man, at his father's killer.

To which the man replied, "No, I am your father."

Various feelings can be seen on Luke's face as he tried to process the information. "No," he denied. "That's not true...THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!"

"Search your feelings, you know it to be true!"

Luke repeatedly yelled, "NOOO!" His voice is filled with anguish as everything he knew shattered, yet he cannot deny how much it made sense.

This was only one of the few movies they watched that evening as they enjoyed each other's company. After completing the trilogy, they watched a comedy movie about King Arthur. At first she doesn't know what to feel about it, but after one of the peasants called Nimue a 'watery tart,' she began enjoying the movie much more. She particularly liked the joke about killer rabbits and a 'Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch.' After that, it was about a man going inside a black hole and creating a time paradox.

The night was filled with laughter, sadness, and wonder as they went through the list Izuku prepared beforehand.

As they were browsing for more movies, Ochaco asked, "There is...something we need to talk about, My Love."

"Oh, dear," Izuku's mind races as he scans his memory of what he could've done to get that dreaded phrase.

"It is nothing terrible. At least, I do not think you would consider it terrible," Ochaco is quick to reassure him. "We need to talk about Mina."

"I haven't done anything to her. Not since the Chosen Ceremony," Izuku said.

It's true. While Mina has become more than open to her advances to Izuku, he's still a little hesitant about diving in with his. That's not to say he rebuffed her advances. He'd even sometimes encourage it, though it didn't go further than spanking her ass here and there.

"Which is what we need to talk about. It is not fair on her; she is your Chosen, and without her, you would have died. I feel guilty enjoying my date with you, knowing she's all alone. You give more affection to some of the other girls even more than you do her," she said.

"So you're giving me permission to take her out?" Izuku asked.

"No. I am giving you a command, My Heart. Take care of your Chosen, she deserves better than either of us has been doing for her."

'Knowing your battles is a key to a successful relationship,' Izuku heard such saying before and he knew this is not one of them. "Yes, your Highness."

Ochaco smiled as she says to Izuku, "Good. And with my conscience thus assuaged, perhaps we can move on to my...needs. Our needs. Let me take a bath for a bit."

"I would love to take you as you are right now," Izuku said.

"And I do not want you to take me as I am now," Ochaco countered. "It will only take a few minutes, My Love. I am also looking forward to this," she said as she moved to the baths. After a few seconds, Izuku could hear the sound of the shower being turned on.

A few minutes later, Ochaco emerged from the baths with a towel around her torso and her hair still wet.

LEMON WARNING

Her skin was slightly pink and moist from the hot water. Her hair was damp and curly. Her face was flushed from the heat of the water. She looked beautiful and sensual.

Izuku could barely contain his excitement as he rushed forward and embraced her. He could smell the faint scent of lavender on her skin. He could feel her soft breasts pressing against his chest. He could taste the sweetness of her lips as he kissed her deeply. His hands roamed over her body, tracing her curves and finding every sensitive spot.

"My Heart," she moaned before asking Izuku, "Shall we go riding again?"

"Not today. This time, let me do the work. Could you sit down on the bed?"

Ochaco obeyed without hesitation and sat down on the bed. She got rid of her towel, and it was clear she was ready for whatever was to come. Her nipples were erect, and her chest was moving up and down with each breath.

"So beautiful," Izuku said as he gently caressed her cheek. His fingers brushed her lips and jawline, sending shivers down her spine. It slides down her shoulders, her collar bone, down to her breasts and when he reached her nipples, he gave it a gentle squeeze, sending a surge of pleasure down her body. But that wasn't his end goal yet. His fingers continued downwards as every moment of anticipation only made her excited and every touch only intensifying her excitement, small puddle was created from her juices down to the bed. But she didn't care at the moment.

Izuku, of course, noticed it and gave her a knowing smile as his hand travels down her hips, thighs, calves, and finally arriving her foot. He then proceeded to lifted it to eye-level, observing it as if it's the most fascinating thing he's ever seen, confusing Ochaco.

"You finally got me naked on my bed, and you waste time obsessing over my foot?" Although she said that, the intensity of his gaze only made her more excited, if that was even possible.

"I'll spend time obsessing over every part of you. The foot's happened to be closer and I've always found women feet to be pretty," he said.

"Dear pervert," she teased as she looked at his hard member. She's never seen any others but she's certain not many would be as big, as it's even thicker than her forearms.

"Oh, yes," he smirked. "I wonder how it tastes?" He said it as a half-joke, but a moment later, he's gone curious.

Still unable to tear her eyes away from Izuku cock, Ochaco tried touching it with her other foot, sensing just how hard it is. It was rigid, hot to the touch, and felt like steel wrapped in silk.

Without warning, Izuku pulled her foot up and started sucking on it like a popsicle. He nibbled at her toes, licked her soles, and even sucked on her heels. It felt odd and exciting at the same time.

Ochaco leaned back against the pillows, letting Izuku work his magic on her.

"You have lovely feet. Soft, and strong," he said.

"And you have a strange fetish for them," she countered.

"Rather than a full-on fetish, like I said, every part of you is just that beautiful."

She couldn't help but blush at his words. "Well, if you insist. You may continue to worship my feet, My Heart."

"No need to ask twice," he said as he kissed her soles again. His lips were soft and tender, his tongue tracing patterns over her flesh. It was an odd feeling, but Ochaco found herself enjoying it more than she expected. She closed her eyes and leaned back on the bed, letting Izuku have his fun. She could feel his fingers on her other foot, massaging and kneading her toes and soles. It was an exquisite sensation that sent shivers through her body.

"Oh, you like that?"

"Yes, very much."

"Good."

Izuku moved his mouth up her foot and began sucking on her toes again. Ochaco shivered as his warm breath washed over her skin. Her other foot was being rubbed and squeezed by his strong hands, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

She could feel her arousal growing with each lick and nibble of her feet. It was an odd sensation, but she was starting to enjoy it. She could feel her inner walls clench as she thought about what was going to happen next.

Then Izuku started to move on, tracing kisses from her ankle up. He alternated between soft, tender touches and firm, purposeful strokes. His lips were like velvet against her skin, and his tongue was like a snake's as it moved over her.

As he kissed her calves, he stopped every now and then to suck on her soft flesh. He alternated between slow and sensual and fast and passionate, driving her crazy with desire. By the time he reached her knees, she was quivering with need.

But he didn't stop there. He kept going up, kissing and nibbling her thighs, her hips, and finally her stomach and bellybutton. He then traced a path back down to her sex with his tongue and teeth.

Ochaco could feel her juices running down her thighs as he licked and teased her. Teasingly missing at just the right angle to send shivers down her spine, he went back up, aiming for her breasts.

Izuku latched onto one of her nipples and began sucking and licking. His other hand was teasing and tweaking the other nipple. He alternated between soft and firm, causing waves of pleasure to course through Ochaco's body.

After a few minutes of teasing and torturing her breasts, he moved back down to her sex. He dipped his tongue inside her folds and tasted her sweet nectar. Ochaco arched her back and moaned in ecstasy as he devoured her, licking and sucking and teasing her with his tongue.

Her legs began to shake as she felt her orgasm building. She grabbed onto his head and pulled him deeper into her folds, not wanting him to stop. He plunged his tongue in and out of her entrance, sliding his fingers in and out of her wetness as he did so.

Her moans grew louder as she bucked her hips against his face, desperate for release. Finally, she cried out in ecstasy as she came, her juices gushing forth from her pussy like a fountain.

Izuku looked up at her with a wicked grin, his face soaked with her juices. "That was fun," he said.

"It was," Ochaco panted.

"You ready for the main course?" Izuku asked as he moved over her and teasingly rub the head of his cock on her pussy.

Ochaco nodded in desperation. She needed him inside her. She could feel the tip of his cock pushing into her entrance. She could feel the slickness of her juices as it eased him in. She could feel the stretch of her walls as he pushed deeper and deeper inside her. She could feel the throbbing of his shaft as it pulsed with desire. She could hear his groans of pleasure as he buried himself to the hilt within her. She could taste his sweat on his neck as she buried her face in his shoulder.

His cock was like a rod of iron as he thrust in and out of her. The friction of his movements was delicious, causing Ochaco's toes to curl with pleasure. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass as he pounded into her. As if that wasn't enough, he then placed a thumb on her clitoris, as he massaged it softly. The sensation was overwhelming, causing Ochaco to scream with pleasure as she writhed beneath him.

And then there was the smell. The heady scent of sex and lust filled the air, making Ochaco feel even more turned on than she already was. She could smell the musk of Izuku's skin and the tang of his sweat. She could smell the sweetness of her juices mixed with his precum and the salt of his skin. It was an intoxicating combination that only served to fuel her desire.

As Ochaco writhed and moaned beneath him, she could feel her orgasm building once more. She could feel her walls tightening around his cock as he pistoned in and out of her. She could feel her clitoris throbbing with need as he rubbed it mercilessly with his thumb. She could feel her juices flowing freely from her sex, soaking the bed beneath them. And then it happened. She couldn't hold back any longer, and she came, her juices squirting out like a geyser, coating both their bodies in sticky fluids.

As Izuku felt her walls clench around his cock, he couldn't hold back any longer himself. With a roar, he unleashed his load deep inside her, filling her with his seed. The sensation of his warm cum flooding her sex only served to intensify Ochaco's orgasm, causing her to moan even louder than before.

LEMON END

"Wow," Ochaco panted.

"Indeed," Izuku said as he moved next to her on the bed.

"That was different. From before," she said. "I did not know sex could be so many things."

"We'll just have to try them all," he said as he kisses her and enveloped his arms around her body.

They lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. It had been intense and passionate, and Ochaco had never felt more satisfied in her life.

As she lay there, she couldn't help but think about how lucky she was to have Izuku in her life.

"Perhaps not all, just yet. I do not know if I'm ready for something like Mina's initiation," she finally said.

"Yeah, probably not. But we have lots of options before that."

"I...should probably clean up," she said.

"Why?"

"Because our mixed juices...are...starting to drip. And I do not want to make the bed a sticky mess. I intend to sleep here with you," as she went to the bathroom.

"Don't be too long," he said.

And she didn't. Moments after, she's back, wearing the shirt that Izuku bought her before and a thin black panty.

"I love that shirt," Izuku said, admiring her beauty.

"I do too, though it is for your eyes only."

"Wouldn't have it any other way."

Ochaco chuckled as she moved to the bed. Perhaps due to her humble origin, or because she didn't like the feeling of big beds, her room only has a single bed almost too small for someone Izuku's size so she rested on top of his chest, a smile on her face as she soon fell asleep.

Izuku lied awake, feeling her naked breasts against his ribs, her soft breath against his chest.

"I guess it's true what they say about soldiers being able to sleep easily," he said as he planted a kiss on her head. He never felt so at peace without her. He briefly considered it's because of the magic binding them together, but quickly dismissed it. His feelings are his own and he intends to love this woman before him for eternity.

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