A/N: Not sure if what's below can even be considered as "lime," but I marked it anyway.
Izuku POV
Three days had passed without Ochaco returning to the dorms, and a knot of worry twisted in my stomach. Would she ever come back? I sat on the bench near the school gates, trying to pass the time.
For the last few days, I'd been immersing myself in the world of Elsewhere as much as possible, determined to grow stronger. Itsuka, Nana, and Yui had been by my side, and a sense of camaraderie had blossomed between us as we hunted monsters together. I'd also exacted my revenge on the high-level Fire Elemental that had burned me a week before the start of the school year.
After a few minutes, I realized it was time for Ceremonial Magic class. Maybe, by some miracle, Ochaco would attend despite our feud, giving us a chance to make amends. I let out a deep sigh before catching sight of Mina heading to class.
'I guess I should go with her.'
"Hey, Mina," I greeted her, falling into step beside her.
"Oh. Hi, Izuku!" Her face brightened as she closed the distance between us. I'd vowed to avoid distractions, but the scent of her hair made my heart race despite my best efforts to steer my thoughts elsewhere.
"How did the coursework go?" I asked, recalling her fury at Nana the last time. Today, she seemed calmer.
"What coursework?" She blinked at me. "Oh. That stupid thug never showed up. Not my problem." She looped her arm through mine.
"You haven't seen Ochaco around, have you?" I tried to keep my tone casual, though hope flickered within me.
"No, not really. But I'm sure she'll be in class," Mina said with a reassuring smile.
"Yeah, I was hoping to meet up with her before that...but nevermind. Let's go." Pushing my worries aside, I walked with Mina toward DGN1 and took our seat.
"Welcome to this session of Ceremonial Magic. Before we start, I have some housekeeping matters to address," Sarah said, pausing meaningfully. "Princess Pendragon will be absent today, having returned to the Court on official business."
"Gods. Damn. It." I muttered under my breath, hopes dashed.
"She has also requested a change in coursework assignments," Sarah continued. "Izuku, I believe that means you'll now be paired with...let me see...Nana?"
"What?" I blurted out, caught off guard.
"Actually, Dr. Sarah, if I may." Mina, who was sitting beside me for some inexplicable reason, interjected. "I believe Izuku and I would make an excellent partnership."
I leaned toward her, whispering urgently, "What are you playing at here?"
"Trust me. I know what I'm doing," she whispered back with a conspiratorial gleam in her eye.
"What the fuck is going on?" I hissed, thoroughly confused.
"Oh, Miss Ashido? You would rather partner with Izuku than Miss Pendragon?" Sarah asked, surprised she would forfeit the opportunity. "Very well, if you insist."
"I thought you were all about finding a connection to the Throne and using it to get rich?" I questioned Mina, perplexed by her uncharacteristic actions.
"Later," she deflected. "I'll explain later."
I sighed heavily. "You'd better."
Without missing a beat, Sarah launched into the lecture. "Apart from that, today we will discuss the logic underpinning the Magical Membrane Circles, and how it differentiates from normal summoning circles." Actually, so long as you don't consider her area of expertise, she's a very good teacher. I found myself learning quite a lot over the next hour.
"...And that's all for today. Thank you for attending, and I'll see you next week," Sarah concluded as students began gathering their belongings. "As always, your homework assignments are in the envelopes at your desks."
I retrieved the envelope, turning my attention to Mina. "Okay, spill it. What the hell is going on?"
"I'll tell you when we do the assignment," she replied, her expression grave. Displeased with her antics but unwilling to cause a scene as the students start going to their respective classes, I merely sighed as the classroom emptied.
"Okay, how about coming over to the bar I work at later? There's a private room upstairs we can use," I suggested.
Mina's face flushed crimson. "Wha? Wait! No, that's too early!" She flashed a mischievous grin. "Let's just do it here in DGN1. I'll book the lecture theater. See ya!" Without awaiting a response, she dashed off to homeroom.
"Y-Yeah..." I managed weakly, still utterly baffled by her peculiar behavior.
After School
Mina's absence for the latter part of the day left me unsettled. Where had she disappeared to? I tried telling myself that as long as she wasn't getting into trouble, it didn't matter. Even so, a nagging disquiet persisted.
My thoughts inevitably drifted to Ochaco's continued absence as well. We were supposed to be tackling this together. With a dejected sigh, I made my way to DGN1.
'How the hell did my life go so wrong, so quickly?'
As I made my way there, I noticed the lack of muffled sounds of struggle. I guess it's too much to hope for it'll at least be more entertaining.
'Ah, of course. She's not here.' The empty room mirrored the blank canvas of my disappointment.
After nearly an hour of solitary waiting, Mina finally burst through the door. "Hi, Izuku! Thanks for waiting!" She flung her arms around me in an exuberant hug.
"I've been here for almost an hour," I stated flatly. "You had better have a good explanation."
At least she had the decency to look somewhat abashed. "W-Well, I was having lunch with the personal assistant to the deputy vice-chancellor. She had these really interesting stories about pushing for more non-magic studies in our curriculum. Before I knew it, I was running late." She offered a nervous giggle.
Smothering another sigh, I refocused on the heart of the matter. "I don't even want to know about that. Why did you drag me into this? Why are we suddenly study buddies?"
"It's not important," she deflected once more. "I just needed an excuse to get you here. The homework provided one."
Her cryptic response only deepened my bewilderment. "Okay..." I eyed her warily. "Let's just get this over with. I'll open the assignment envelope." I retrieved it from my bag.
"What do you think you're doing?" Mina's brow furrowed in confusion.
"Reading our assignment?" I replied slowly, as if explaining something to a child.
"Flexibility is at the heart of Ceremonial Magic. Today's assignment will lead you through a sequence of traditional poses used by practitioners of Ceremonial Magic."
Mina snatched it from my hands, scanning the contents herself. "Oh, it's just basic poses. Bend and spread, legs behind your head, nude handstand splits. Boring stuff." She carelessly tossed the letter aside.
My mind immediately conjured vivid images of Ochaco contorting herself into those suggestive positions. Heat rushed to my face as arousal stirred within me, only to be dashed by the harsh reality of her absence.
"What's with that look?" Mina's voice snapped me back to the present.
Swallowing hard, I admitted, "My mind is simply trying to process the idea of Ochaco doing a nude handstand split for me."
"Look, I looked into things with Ochaco, some are thinking that you assaulted her," Mina said, her tone rebuking and a tinge of disbelief.
I recoiled as if struck. "What the hell are you talking about?! I never did that!"
"Like, Sarah totally thinks so as well. Little Miss Duty and Honour suddenly running away and refusing to be in the same room as you? It's sends the wrong message."
"It's nothing like that. At all," I insisted, disgust roiling in my gut. "It's just...politics."
"Are you kidding?" She said, surprised. "What kind of political entanglements could you possibly have with someone like her?"
Grinding my teeth, I fought to rein in my temper. "Whatever. Let's just get this over with."
"We're not doing the assignment," Mina stated flatly.
I blinked in surprise. "Look, I know Sarah's assignments are embarrassing, but we still have to complete them."
"What? Dude, it's nothing like that. I've been practicing Ceremonial Magic for years. I could do those poses in my sleep." She jerked her chin toward the center of the room. "Now, go sit on that chair."
My gaze followed hers to the ornately carved chair situated within an intricately inscribed circle on the floor. "The chair inside the summoning circle?"
"Yes."
"The chair inside the summoning circle that links our world to a place where unspeakable and horny things wait to rape and mindbreak anyone they can get their hands on?" I clarified once more.
"...Yes?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely not happening," I said flatly, turning on my heel.
"Don't get scared now!" Mina called after me. "I promise I won't open the portal. I just need you to sit inside the circle."
"Not happening. If we're not doing the assignment, I've got better things to do. I'll see you later," I said making my way to the stairs. Hopefully, someone's free to go explore Elsewhere together at this hour.
"Look, Izuku, I need your help!" Her voice cracked with the glimmer of unshed tears.
I hesitated despite my better judgment, turning back to face her.
"Don't go...please. I need you to help me. Otherwise, something terrible will happen. I know it will." Mina's expression was utterly earnest, devoid of her usual playful bravado.
A heavy sigh gusted from my lips as I warred with indecision. "I can't believe I'm even considering this. What do you need my help with?"
A flicker of hope brightened her eyes. "You remember that...thing with the tentacles?"
How could I forget?
"When I saved you from being raped to death by the creature you'd summoned?" I asked, recalling the harrowing incident.
"Yes, that." Mina averted her gaze, shame tinging her cheeks. "Well, afterwards I haven't been able to use my magic. Every time I try, I freeze up."
Understanding dawned. The traumatic experience had given her PTSD-like symptoms. Logic dictated she should seek counseling from Hound Dog-sensei, not me.
"I need you to help me fix it," she pleaded.
I recoiled at the implication. "You want me to be your bodyguard while you camwhore yourself out to tentacle monsters?" Revulsion churned in my gut. "Yeah, that's not happening."
"No, nothing like that!" She backpedaled quickly. "I just have this feeling that if I practice on you, I'll be able to get over this."
I arched a skeptical brow. "So you want me to be a Defiler's stunt double?" A disgusted grimace twisted my features. "That's not insulting or anything."
"No, but...you're scary but not really dangerous," Mina insisted. "I just know this will work. Please? I'm desperate. I'll do...anything to get my magic back."
Desperation tinged her voice, her eyes shining with unshed tears. Against my better judgment, I felt a flicker of sympathy. With a resigned sigh, I moved toward the ominous chair.
"I just know I'm going to regret this. And if you try to open that portal while I'm inside, we're going to have words afterward. Do you understand?"
Mina's face brightened with relief and gratitude. "Oh thank you, thank you so much! You have no idea how much this means to me."
"Whatever, let's just get this over with." No sooner were the words out of my mouth than Mina began undressing. "What are you doing?" I sputtered.
"Getting undressed?" Mina cocked her head innocently. "It's supposed to be Ceremonial Magic. You can't really do that properly dressed. Well, maybe some lingerie sometimes, or with toys involved. But I didn't bring anything like that today."
I sputtered, flushing at her casual nudity. "You know what? I give up. I'm just going to sit here and enjoy the show."
Gloriously bare before me, Mina flashed a mischievous smile. "Do you like what you see?"
I drank in the sight of her lithe form. "Very nice," I managed.
"Much better than the princess, right?" She hovered enticingly close, her pert breasts nearly brushing my nose.
Swallowing hard, I rasped, "Not exactly. But since you're enjoying this, why don't you turn around for me?"
Mina obliged, bending at the waist to afforded me an eyeful of her toned backside. I couldn't tear my gaze away as she parted herself shamelessly.
"Like this?"
An unsettling sensation prickled at the edges of my awareness - a subtle tugging at my magic, as if forming a conduit through the circle itself. Unease flickered within me at the realization that I was experiencing sensations more befitting a lesser being.
Mina's throaty murmur snapped me back to the present. "Do you like my ass, Izuku? Are you fantasizing about fucking me there? About sliding your big, hard cock into my tight little asshole?"
My eyes bored into her brazenly displayed cleft as she lewdly writhed and spread herself wider. Sweat beaded on my brow as arousal thrummed through my veins, despite my discomfort.
"I'm starting to see the attraction of Ceremonial Magic," I managed a roguish grin, "from this angle at least."
That unsettling pull grew stronger, but I stubbornly shunted it aside, fixating on Mina's tantalizing form.
"Don't tell me my tits aren't better than Ochaco's," she taunted breathily. "They're magical."
I let my gaze roam shamelessly over her modest but entrancing curves. "They do look good. Certainly unique. I'd have to touch them to be sure, though."
The strange tugging became a distracting throb in the back of my mind as Mina dropped to her knees. She fondled her breasts shamelessly, pebbled nipples straining against her palms as she splayed herself further.
"Do you see my pussy?" Her words dripped with sin as she shamelessly displayed her glistening folds. "My wet, virgin pussy? Wouldn't you want to be the first to fuck it? To feel your cock break my hymen and spill your cum deep inside me?"
"You really are a tease, do you know that?" I remarked dryly, though my pulse quickened as I drank in her shameless display.
That unsettling tugging became insistent, distractingly so despite the alluring view before me. Experimentally, I channeled a trickle of magic through our mystical tether, playing a simple *Pair*.
Mina shuddered violently, yet managed to remain upright as she gaped at me in disbelief. "Holy shit. That was amazing," she rasped, voice thick with a strange reverence.
I arched an inquisitive brow. "If you say so. What the hell just happened?"
"It's like you paid through the circle. Except a thousand times better," she said. "I feel like I'm full of magic, I've never received that much before. And it tastes...so nice," she said as if still entranced by the feeling.
"Tastes?" I echoed skeptically. "That's an odd way to describe magic."
"Yeah, like most customers' magic holds a hint of bitterness." She grimaced faintly. "But yours was something else entirely. Like drinking the finest champagne after only knowing stagnant water my whole life."
I mulled over her peculiar explanation. "Does this always happen with Evokers, or something?"
Mina shrugged, seeming dazed. "I don't know. Evokers and Ceremonial Magicians rarely see eye-to-eye on these matters. Maybe nobody's tried this before?" She squirmed, features flushed. "God, that was incredible. It makes me want to..."
"Want to what?" I prodded when she trailed off.
LIME WARNING
"Would you help me?" Her gaze smoldered with naked Need. "Please say yes. I'm going to play with myself. When I tell you, can you do that again?"
Interest piqued despite myself, I agreed. "Oh, if you insist."
"That first jolt was almost enough. Let me just get comfortable," Mina purred, reclining shamelessly onto the floor.
I felt emboldened to mirror her state of undress. "I'm going to get comfortable as well."
Her eyes shamelessly raked over my bared form as I divested myself of restrictive clothing. "Feel free. Won't be the first time."
Reassured by her nonchalance, I turned my attention to where Mina had begun languidly pleasuring herself. She mewled softly, hips undulating in time with her ministrations.
"Oh, that feels incredible. I'm soaked after that jolt you gave me. It was sooooo good~." Her hooded gaze drifted down my body. "So big..."
"Let me know when you're ready," I said, my voice roughening as my hand slowly stroked my aroused flesh.
"I wonder how that will feel inside me, filling, stretching, and scraping inside me... " she said with a daze. After a few minutes, she grew increasingly frenzied, movements growing erratic. "Oh go...It's so good. Now, Izuku. Give it to me now," she said so I channeled another surge of magic through our mystical tether. "Oh...o...YES. FUCK YESS! Oh that's good!" she said. Mina's back arched, a primal keen torn from her lips as her release crashed over her in relentless waves. For endless moments, she was a vision of rapturous abandon.
My own climax rapidly crested as I helplessly drank in her expression of transcendent ecstasy. With a few final, savage strokes, I sprayed my cum onto Mina's face and tits. Unexpectedly, she opened her mouth at the right moment, causing some of it to go shoot inside there.
'Three points?'
Utterly insensate in her bliss, Mina didn't seem to notice or care about the salacious painting I'd made of her. If anything, she appeared to savor the peculiar sacrament, lapping at the pearlescent streaks with evident relish.
"I could get used to this taste," she purred once she'd regained some semblance of lucidity, attempting to rise on trembling limbs. "Let me clean myself up."
LIME END
I watched, entranced, as she casually swiped at the mess I'd made of her with dainty swipes of her tongue. Despite my mind's attempts at rational detachment, arousal burned low in my belly at the sight.
"Well? Was it everything you hoped for?" I managed once she'd put herself to rights.
A beatific smile curved her lips. "Like a dozen orgasms, back to back. Fuck, I could get addicted to this."
"To my seed?" I couldn't resist the teasing lilt.
Mina rolled her eyes. "That too. But I meant more getting magic from an Evoker instead of some perv from Elsewhere."
Sobering, I cautioned, "I really don't think you should get used to this, Mina. I'm not going to be around to supply you with mystical energy every time you feel the itch."
Any further admonitions I might have voiced died on my tongue as she boldly grasped my hand, sucking one finger into the velvet heat of her mouth with shameless relish. The sensual tableau made my breath catch despite my best efforts.
"What are you doing?" I rasped once I'd found my voice.
"Just...Mmhhmmm...leaving you...Mmmhmm...something to dream about tonight," Mina slowly, teasingly released my finger with a soft pop. But not before taking it as deep as it goes. She quirked a sly smile. "By the way~ I have no gag reflex."
My now resurgent arousal throbbed insistently at the blatant invitation in her tone. 'This minx...'
"How much energy did I take? Are you drained?" Mina asked with a worried tone.
I shook my head. "Not more than after a round or two of poker. I could do this all day."
It wasn't a lie. I'd already recovered the magic I'd expended several times over before channeling it a second time.
Mina's expression morphed into one of surprised wonder. "Christ. I knew Evokers were stronger than normal mages, but...this is more magic than I've ever felt, and it's nothing to you?"
"I guess we use a lot of energy when fighting," I said with a nonchalant shrug.
"I...need to think about this. There's got to be a way to get something useful out of this."
"Planning to find some other Evoker to help you?" The thought irritated me more than I cared to examine.
Mina seemed to pick up on my shift in mood, watching me with a new appraisal. "Evokers hate us, remember? That's probably why nobody's tried this before. But don't worry, I'll come up with something." Her expression hardened with steely determination. "I know I can."
We lingered in comfortable silence as Mina put herself to rights once more. As I made my way toward the stairs, I felt compelled to offer a final piece of advice.
"Well, good luck with that. Just don't do anything stupid with the magic I gave you."
"I won't. See you later," Mina said before kissing me on the cheek and running back to the dorms.
This is plot-relevant, I swear. 😅 We just bore witness to the CM Loophole. It will be explained further later on. Gotta say, writing some of the lines...it does hit differently if you knew what would happen.
Ochaco won't be away for long. However, some interactions have to happen before she comes back like this one.
Thanks again for reading this chapter! Hope you liked it. Feel free to ask me questions or provide feedback if you have any.
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