Hiya peeps. I'm back again. Before we begin I'll take some time to reply to some reviews:
MJHammer: I'm very confused. Mei 'feels' fine as in 'she doesn't feel sick'. I very clearly wrote that she was struggling to stand (even saying she was hopping on one leg) and still had the splint on her leg. She had not healed. With Izuku, you have more understandably pointed out his fingers. Even then, I had many friends in my school days who had splints taken off their fingers after just a few days, even after breaks. Also, this is based on a series where people can turn into stone or drink blood to become someone else, dude. Him healing slightly faster is no biggie.
SonicMax: You actually make a really good point, hahaha. I suppose the best explanation I can give is that the Ozone Layer was significantly stronger in Prehistoric times, meaning that heat from the sun was weaker. At least that's what I myself learned at school like 4 years ago. If that's wrong, then well played. You got me with that one.
Spellbat: Aha! Gotcha! I said 'there isn't a girl in that room.' Ibara wasn't in the room. Knew I had to phrase that sentence to avoid misconceptions so I specified 'room.' Wasn't trying to be a dick by responding to you in that way, sorry.
Kalbario: Thank you for the suggestions. I'll consider them properly now that my university work is over (well, almost ;} ) so I could work on some shorter, more comedic spin-offs with Kirishima. Thank you for the kind words, too!
Iorweth.22: I take it you really like Momo, haha. I may have to devote a lot more time to girls like her and Jirou; basically any girl that has an incredibly popular ship with a male character. Mina was easier to deal with but I'll take special care with Momo considering the depth of her character and personality.
Okay, that's all for the reviews. Enjoy!
''Oi, Zuzu.'' Nejire hovered just above the ground as she swayed side to side.
He gulped. Kinoko's claim from last night was worrying him. Was he really a target for every girl in the room?
''Y-Yes?'' He smiled shakily.
''Can you come hunting with me and Itsuka today?'' She twirled a few strands of hair in her fingers as she stared at the sunrise.
''Sure. Fish or something bigger?'' He jumped to his feet and stretched out his calves.
''We have plenty of fish.'' Kendo gave him a silent greeting as she strode to the two. ''We need something meaty. Preferably like we did on that first day.''
''Won't be long until we all start feeling the consequences of nothing but stew.'' Jirou commented as she waltzed past with an armful of firewood.
''Ah. The little portholes we have may not survive a bombardment of that size.'' Setsuna's head floated around them before settling on Itsuka's shoulder.
''So enough meat to make some decent filets out of?'' Midoriya nodded. ''We can find a pack of something docile. Take it by surprise.''
''I honestly feel a little bad hunting, even if it literally is the difference between life and death.'' The ginger girl sighed. ''I'd rather kill something that wants to kill us, but that would mean putting ourselves in danger.''
"As long as we aren't killing a large amount, then we won't interrupt the food cycle for all the other animals." Izuku brought his knees up to his chest in an impromptu stretch. He turned to look at Setsuna's floating face. "Why don't you come with us? It'd be best if we didn't accidentally attack something that can call for help or has a poison stinger… or whatever."
"He's right, Set. We don't wanna be going for prey that can kill us easier than we can kill them." Itsuka gripped Setsuna by her cheeks and held her out in front of her. "Tag along, yeah?"
Tokage did what they could only assume to be a nod, her lack of a body making it ambiguous. The rest of her body strode along to the three fully assembled heroes and popped into place under Kendo's hands.
''We'll head out in 15.'' Kendo nodded. ''So do some stretches or… whatever you guys do to prepare.'' She shrugged and headed inside their home.
Izuku excused himself and began a brisk walk to the waterfall. He had always liked a cold shower to wake himself up at U.A, especially if the class involved physical combat or endurance training. His journey up the river did wonders for making him more alert, just with the water splashing at his ankles.
He reached the waterfall and dunked his head under, gasping and mumbling as his body showed its lack of appreciation. He then submerged behind the water, facing the rock face behind.
And Momo.
''MOMO!'' He withdrew his head and turned his back. She'd only been scrubbing herself… he hoped. The ravenette hopped through the flow and into his vision, dripping wet and evidently cold.
'Her nipples could cut through diamond, good lord.' He shook the thoughts away and greeted her.
''Morning!''
Yaoyorozu nodded, staring past him vacantly. Her lips turned upwards in a false smile as she strode back down the river away from him. Izuku sighed. She hadn't said a word to anyone since she left before their game last night. She was clearly going through some tough emotions. He'd let her get through them on her own… unless situations called for the contrary.
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''Herd of Diplodocus up ahead.'' Setsuna informed the expedition as her eye returned to her. ''Docile. Only real threat is getting stomped on.''
''Are they like giraffes?'' Nejire asked as she squinted to see through the vast amount of trees.
Setsuna deadpanned.
''I mean: can we push them over? Are they really top heavy?'' Hado reinforced her earlier question with some degree of frustration.
''The anatomy I've seen of them suggests they can stand up pretty easy when they're toppled… maybe if we wait until they're not on solid ground?''
''Well then. Take a spear each.'' Kendo handed out their weapons. ''We'll wait for them to reach water, maybe? The soft mud will probably make it harder for them to stand.'' Tokage nodded in affirmation.
The four stalked at a distance. The herd wasn't large, according to Setsuna. The species was only hunted by true alpha predators; attacking one would more than likely cause the rest of the herd to flee rather than stay and defend its own.
The diplodocuses settled on the front of an enormous lake, which dwarfed any body of water they'd seen as of yet. Compsognathus scattered as the giants stomped towards the water. Setsuna clenched her hand into a fist and the four surged towards the water. Kendo enlarged her hand and grabbed the smallest of the group by its tail and pulled it towards them like a rope in tug-of-war.
The dinosaur grunted gutterally but had no hopes of resisting on the soft ground. The other lizards hurriedly made for the other side of the lake. Itsuka's grip loosened due to the slick, watered hide acting as a lubricant.
Izuku, Nejire and Setsuna tried to shorten the amount of time they'd cause pain by stabbing at the neck and torso. Nejire's guilt fueled her Quirk, Wave Motion activating as she thrusted. Her spear almost severed the head from the rest of the body over halfway up the neck, Nejire's flying providing a unique angle of attack.
The gentle giant fell headfirst into the water, the water stained a dark crimson. Izuku and Itsuka waded out to the head to check if they'd have to end its suffering. Thankfully, Izuku gave them the thumbs up to begin dragging it back to the treeline.
Setsuna watched the rest of the herd retreat into the trees on the other side of the vast lake, her heart dropping. They'd only wanted a drop of water and now one of their own was dead. As she pulled her eyes away, she spotted something that made her feel queasy with fear.
''RUN! FUCKING RUN!'' She screeched. Izuku and Itsuka heeded her advice. The greenette looked back as he dashed for the shore as quickly as the deep water would allow him.
A spiny, sparkling, almost-fan like object was speeding towards them. He activated his quirk and prepped himself to zip away with Itsuka in his arms.
Huge jaws burst from the water behind them, snapping a few inches from them and catching on the hide of the fresh carcass. Izuku turned and flicked his finger with a weak portion of One for All, rippling the water in the hopes of throwing off their predator.
The huge creature leapt out of the water where the water fluctuated. Setsuna whimpered. An awful sign for the two in the water. Izuku's foot plunged into a pool of loose mud, his head submerging.
Nejire launched waves at other points in the water from her elevated position in an attempt to confuse it. No dice.
He spun around to see the monster encroaching. He raised his head out of the water and spun, holding his spear outwards and upwards. The dinosaur completely left the water this time, giving the group a good look at their aggressor.
A spinosaurus. Arguably the most formidable of all 'King' dinos. It was twice as large as them. Easily.
It lunged, the spear penetrating flesh at the base of its neck but not deterring it. Izuku's grip loosened and he felt the pike snap under the weight. The jaws opened wide to clamp down on his head. He charged up a Smash.
Itsuka had more sacrificial ideas. Her enlarged hands intercepted, holding the killer animal's jaws open.
''FUCKING KILL IT!'' She yelled. Izuku needed no second invitation. He kept his arm charged and threw his punch into the eye of the spinosaurus, crushing its brain as his fist left through the other eye. He found his arm to be lodged. Black Whip, which he had considered to be dormant, erupted from him and helped prise his limb free. He dropped back down into the water and rushed to Itsuka.
Her hands were bloody and had noticeable gashes and deep tissue damage from her heroics.
''I-Itsu! Shrink 'em and let me look!'' Setsuna sprinted to her side.
''I-I don't know what that'll do, Set! I don't know if the deep cuts will stay the same size!'' She sniffled. ''I could l-lose my hands!''
''You've never been through this before?'' Nejire asked in shock.
''N-no!'' Itsuka was hyperventilating.
''Well, we can't sew them up when they're enlarged…'' Izuku gulped. ''And your hands will cramp real bad if you keep them that large.''
''Just… make 'em a little bit smaller.'' Tokage rubbed Itsuka's back to soothe her. The ginger girl nodded, tears cascading down her face.
Her hands reduced slightly, as did the wounds. Itsuka, little by little, brought them back down to a normal size.
''Oh, thank god.'' Tears, this time of relief, trickled down her features.
''We still need to get hot water on these. Fast.''
''I'll run her back to the hot springs. Run them under the boiling stuff near the edge.'' Izuku offered sternly.
''O-Okay.'' Itsuka raised her arms. Izuku slipped his head under one and scooped her up into his arms. Setsuna lacked her usual wit when her friend was so frightened. She owed everyone that, at the very least.
''We'll guard the 'spoils.''' She reassured them. ''Just get there and back safe.'' Nejire nodded in accordance.
''Don't rush! We'll be fine!'' The bluenette beamed.
Izuku turned face and ran into the forest, summoning Shoot Style as he dashed between trees. Itsuka squealed and screamed when debris came close to striking her but Izuku was looking out more for her than himself.
They arrived at the springs and Izuku placed the Class Rep on her feet. Following behind her, he watched as she tested her quirk.
''It's weird-'' She rapidly grew and shrunk the appendages. ''It doesn't hurt at all when they're large…'' She placed her normal-sized hands under the boiling water briefly and recoiled, hissing in pain as the bacteria and the wound itself burned and cauterized. She repeated this a few times before turning back to him.
''God. We're covered in blood…'' She shook her head. ''I'd clean myself but my hands are so fucked up.'' She shrugged angrily and made to leave the springs.
''I can wash you.'' Izuku offered genuinely.
Kendo chewed the inside of her cheek. ''Ugh. Alright.'' She stepped into the more politely heated pool and walked towards the bars of soap they'd left on the slate. ''No funny business, yeah?''
Izuku nodded as he entered.
''I mean it.'' Kendo narrowed her eyes. ''I do not want to have sex with you right now. Don't try anything.''
''Of course. I would never take advantage of you being injured…'' Izuku was visibly offended. He took a bar in his hand and lathered his hands in the residue before rubbing them all over Itsuka's torso and back, carefully avoiding lingering on her privates. He cupped his hands and ran one up either arm, feeling the tightly packed muscle on the slender limbs.
Itsuka was an adonis. Muscle on muscle. Sculpted beautifully. Despite it, she never trod over the line of being so muscular that she lost her petite, womanly figure.
He lathered his hands again and coated himself. He rinsed it off himself first, knowing he could be more callous with his own body. He rinsed her more methodically, measuring his distances and delicately removing as much as he dared to venture to remove. He gave her a hum of approval and the pair left the water.
''Thank you. I should be okay to drag that stuff back to the camp.''
''You sure? It's a really long way back.'' Izuku didn't want her to believe she had no options.
''Reiko can't carry that the whole distance. What other options do we have?'' She asked sadly. Izuku raised a single finger, spun and dashed away.
''H-Hey, what are-'' Her voice died in her throat.
Izuku returned a minute later as she trudged up to the split in the river's flow that caused the hot spring. With Ochako in his arms.
''Oh my god!'' The brunette leapt out of Midoriya's arms and grabbed onto Kendo's wrists to inspect her wounds. ''You poor thing…'' She whispered sympathetically.
''Ochako can make the carcass weightless. Then we can all carry it back.''
''But that'll take-''
''Hours, yes.'' The future Number One conceded. ''But it'll mean we don't cause you too much pain or worse - lose your hands.''
Kendo bobbed her head in agreement. ''I'm sorry for causing this.''
Izuku placed a hand on her shoulder. ''Itsuka, you probably saved my life, or at least stopped me from taking a few teeth to the gut. You threw yourself in harm's way without thinking. All Might once told me that that's the essence of a true hero.''
Class B's Rep grinned and shook him off. ''So corny…'' She laughed. ''But thanks.''
The three basked in their newly found inspiration.
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''GET THE FUCK OVER HERE AND HELP US!'' Setsuna screamed up at the camp. The others ran to the cliff's edge to see the 5 approaching with the entire body of the diplodocus suspended in their hands. Its weight was maybe a third of what it would usually be… but that wasn't saying much. The other girls scrambled down to take a hold of the body in any way they could. Ibara looked on in silence. She couldn't bring herself to wrap her vines around the corpse.
Yanagi used her quirk to relieve the weight a little more and, with some grunts of exertion and the odd popping joint, they reached their home and deposited the body on the huge plain of smooth stone. Mei hobbled out from their home using a spear as a makeshift crutch.
''Holy-!'' She laughed gleefully.
''Where's Momo?'' Izuku asked as he poked his head into the house.
''She's in the garden. Been there all day.'' Kinoko shook her head.
''Alright then. Itsu, come on.'' Setsuna called for her best friend to follow her. Izuku jogged to catch up as Asui, Kodai and Ochako set about setting up their 'Huge Knife Guillotine' to slice up the meat.
''Wha- I don't understand. Why's Momo so torn up?'' Kendo asked in concern.
''I don't know and I don't care. She's going to make gauze or I'm slapping her.'' Tokage informed them.
They exited out of the trees into the clearing that Ibara, Momo and Kinoko had cultivated into their farm. Momo sat cross-legged in the center of the paddy staring at nothing in particular.
''Yaoyorozu!''
The ponytail swished as she looked to the voice.
''We need you to make gauze… or at least those little strips of fabric. Itsu's all cut up.'' Setsuna bent forward with her hands on her thighs to quite literally talk down to Creati.
Momo wasn't home. She was mentally absent as Tokage grew frustrated.
''Please?''
Momo stood and looked Kendo up and down. The ginger girl held out her hands to show her wounds. They had been sealed by a mixture of natural healing and the boiling spring water. The swelling had started long ago and they sought to stop anything entering.
Yaoyorozu's mouth hung slightly open as she met Itsuka's pleading eyes.
''Hey, you not wanna help us!?'' Lizardy growled. ''What the fuck is wrong with you!?''
Momo met the reptilian pupils of Setsuna but said nothing. The greenette's breathing swallowed and she swung an open hand. Momo stumbled backwards as Tokage slapped her cheek. Creati seemed to 'wake up' and began to frantically produce cloth, most of which was seemingly shredded into tatters by the air as it had when she first demonstrated her quirk to Midoriya on their first day here.
Some strips were frayed but usable and Setsuna quickly snapped them up and wrapped them around Itsuka's hands. Momo stopped when Itsuka's wounds were entirely covered.
''Thank you.'' The Dino lover said exasperatedly.
''No, I-I… please leave…'' Momo cowered into herself. Kendo wrapped an arm around Tokage and dragged her away. The pair turned back to see Midoriya still standing by Momo's side.
''H-Hey! Mido-''
''Leave 'em.'' Setsuna said confidently. ''He knows what he's doing.''
Izuku pursed his lips with a pop. He crouched down to be at Momo's eye level, who had returned to her seated position.
''Please. Leave me.'' She whispered.
Izuku fell backwards a few inches until he sat opposite her. ''You know I can't. Something's wrong.''
Long black hair threatened to obscure her eyes. Red, puffy eyes.
''Y'know… Setsuna had to give me a pep talk two days ago. Heh, I was a mess. But she knew exactly what I was going through and told me exactly what I needed to hear to bring me back.''
Yaoyorozu was actually looking at him. An improvement.
''So… give me something to work with. I wanna give you the perfect words to get our Momo back.''
Momo clicked her tongue. ''I… I feel as though the days are getting longer. The jobs we routinely perform are no longer distractions.'' She gripped at her hair. ''It has dawned on me that this is now the life we must live.''
Izuku stayed silent, encouraging her to continue.
''It took Mei coming so close to death to realise just how doomed I am. How little I can contribute to you all.''
Her breathing hitched and her voice bubbled. She was moments away from crying but tried to fight the feeling.
''If this is a team building exercise, why have our tormentors made me so useless to you!? Even the girls with weakened quirks haven't been reduced in this way!''
''My quirk… my only source of power fails me. The man I loved… not with us. Must everything go so against me!?'' She looked at Izuku in anguish.
''I realise that the others are going through just as much as myself… but I cannot stand this place!'' Tears escaped the corners of her eyes and she dug her hands into her knees, leaving red imprints on her soft flesh.
''I see your inferiority complex hasn't left you entirely.''
Creati looked up in confusion.
''Your quirk doesn't define you, Momo.'' Izuku refuted. ''And it definitely isn't your 'only source of power.' You still have your intellect. Your cunning. Your passion.''
She tried to look at him through wobbly, tear-stained eyes.
''If it weren't for you, we'd not have half the things we do. Have not solved as many problems as we have. We'd be lost without you, Momo.''
Yaoyorozu, against her better judgement, shuffled onto her knees and threw herself towards the boy, wrapping him up in a warm hug.
''Thank you… so much,I-Izuku. That means a lot.''
''Just words, Momo. You need to get through this yourself.'' He pushed her off of him and smiled. ''But we'll be with you every step of the way. And I hope you'll do the same for us when we need a friend and some encouraging words.''
Momo nodded as she wiped her face. ''Of course… I'll help whenever I can!'' She laughed through her pain.
''In that case…'' Izuku said darkly. Somewhat suggestively too. Momo went red.
'Could he- Could he want me!?'
''I need to talk to you about my quirk.'' He held out a hand as he stood and she took it graciously.
''Previously, I believed my link to the previous holders of One for All to be completely severed; today I managed to use Black Whip. It was only briefly… but I did. Do you have any theories?''
Momo blinked rapidly as she considered all of that. ''I must say, Izuku, that I know astoundingly little about your quirk. I would need you to explain it in some detail for me to hypothesise.''
Izuku smiled. ''Well then I'll give everybody a history lesson over dinner. We're making steak.'' He waggled his eyebrows and Momo giggled. Having a quirk that relied on lipids meant that she was quite the glutton.
''Won't the others protest my being there?'' She asked nervously.
''Not if you apologise. Plainly and simply. They're good people. You know that. They'll forgive you.''
''Yes. Alright.'' She reached out and gripped his hand with her own. Izuku's eyebrows raised.
''If you wouldn't mind? It will help me with the nerves.'' She said honestly. There was no hint of a blush on her face. She was deadly serious. He grinned and tugged her arm lightly to start their trip back home.
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''So you're saying you technically had two quirks before all those goop tentacles burst outta your back?'' Yui's head was spinning.
''Mhmm.'' Izuku took a bite out of the meat. It was beautiful. The vegetable that accompanied it contrasted the flavour well. And it had plenty of salt, which they'd harvested just yesterday. They'd definitely need it to preserve all of this meat. ''The power to store power is what makes my Smashes so powerful.''
''I'll say.'' Mina smiled. Ochako glared at her from across the room.
Momo walked in circles as she ate. She'd already chopped up her meal and was simply picking at it with her fork whenever she stopped to think.
''Well. Izuku. I believe that whoever trapped us here is quite resourceful. The fact that they even performed this is proof enough. Perhaps they have placed some kind of mental blockage on you to limit your power?''
''They'd have to be powerful. The Holders freed me from Shinso's Mind Control once. They'd have to have an incredibly powerful mental quirk.''
Momo stomped her foot angrily. ''I just wish they'd show themselves! Or at least give us a sign!''
As if on cue, the already greying sky opened up. Rain fell heavily on those eating outdoors. The girls didn't shy away. This was the first time they'd had rainfall for days. A thunderclap gained more applause than it did fearful screams.
A purple lightning flash emerged from the clouds in the distance. Then another ripped through the sky above and struck Momo directly. The girl screamed as it permeated her body and crashed against the rock beneath her feet. Ibara acted first, her vines wrapping around the Creation user's waist and dragging her into the relative safety of the cave.
''Momo!'' Mina shook the tall girl's shoulders. Yaoyorozu pushed her away.
''I'm fine… I think. I screamed more due to the shock…''
''Well yeah! It was lightning!'' Mina rebutted.
''I mean 'shock' as in 'surprise.''' Momo stood. ''It wasn't painful.''
''Woah!'' Jirou pointed to the area of rock where the lightning had hit. ''It made a symbol.''
''Oh, c'mon. That has to be coincidental.'' Reiko dangered the outside and walked over to it. She crouched and rubbed away the scorch marks.
''It's… a big plus.'' Nejire said slowly.
''Like the Switzerland flag?'' Pony was surprisingly knowledgeable of geography considering she was the only American in the group.
''I understand!'' Momo activated her quirk and produced-
''Gauze!?''
''Peroxide!''
''Band-aids!''
Momo giggled. ''A gift from whoever sent us here.'' She pointed to the mark on the ground. ''That's a med-pack symbol.''
''What!?'' Ochako couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity.
''What does this mean?'' Ibara thought aloud. ''Are we- Are we being gifted these things in response to how well we're doing?''
''It would appear-'' Momo sighed. ''That we are definitely being observed by a higher power, as we feared most.''
''Although… maybe that means we can appease them enough to earn our freedom?'' Yui tried to lift their mood.
''And more importantly.'' Momo created a few more strips of gauze and handed them to Setsuna. ''For Itsuka. Let me know if the wound needs anything else or if you start feeling ill, yes?'' She looked at the orange haired girl, who smiled and silently thanked her.
Yaoyorozu made a small plastic bottle of pills. She attempted to create a separate plastic item next but watched in disappointment as it emerged from her stomach half melted and warped.
''It seems I am only allowed to create more complex items under specific circumstances.'' She grumbled.
''Why not just take some time to create as much stuff as possible to what does and doesn't come out wrong?'' Tooru asked.
''That would exhaust her.'' Jirou deadpanned.
''Also-'' Momo blushed. ''I'd probably have to eat that entire dinosaur to do that.''
''Let's all take a moment to simply appreciate what our captors have done, at least.'' Ibara clasped her hands together. ''They have helped us ease a problem.''
''Woah, woah… woah. We're not praying to these guys, Shiozaki.'' Jirou looked at the Vine girl disapprovingly. ''They trapped us here after all.''
''Oh, heaven forbid!'' Ibara chuckled. ''The only being in the sky I pray to is God.''
''Moving on.'' Ochako swiftly pepped up. ''We should eat! Before this gets cold!''
The group chowed down whilst the rain outside provided a soothing backdrop.
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It wasn't so soothing to look at his soaking wet futon. He had no chance of getting a minute of sleep in that thing. Still, he remained silent. Complaining at this time of night wasn't helpful to the girls who were sleeping.
''Psst. Izuku~''
He turned to see Itsuka walking his way with her futon in her arms.
''What are you doing?'' He looked her up and down.
The ginger girl kicked the old, damp futon away and rolled out her own where it used to be. She took a seat on it and encouraged him to do the same.
''I asked if the one-by-one girls could double up so I could bring you a fresh bed. We noticed yours was all grody.'' She smiled up at him as he sat down with her.
''Thank you.''
''No problem. And, i-if I'm being t-totally honest…'' Her cheeks were flushed, and it wasn't because of the small campfire lit by his bed. ''I… wanted to sleep with you tonight.''
''O-Oh.'' He gulped.
''I m-meant actually sleep!'' She gritted her teeth to keep her voice from increasing beyond a whisper in her embarrassment. Izuku bobbed his head.
''Although - ya know, can I tell you something?'' She scooted a little closer.
He met her eyes, his green pupils sparkling in the light and causing a stir in Kendo.
''Every night for the last week… before we turn out the light… I go somewhere quiet and… relieve myself.''
Izuku's eyes darted back and forth. ''You go and pee before bed?''
Itsuka sighed. ''Was hoping I wouldn't have to spell it out…'' She opened her legs. Her feet clasped around his wrist and dragged his hand towards her slit. He didn't resist but still felt a little odd when his digits stroked her opening. Was he making him touch her pee!?
''O-oh!'' Izuku suddenly realised. For the amount of sex he'd had since he got here, he was a moron when it came to this.
''Shhhh!'' Itsuka shut her legs and leaned towards him.
''I-I can't do it myself tonight. A-And there's no chance I'm asking one of the girls.''
''Not even Setsuna?''
''N-No! I'm never crossing that boundary from best friend to Mrs and Mrs. Awkward.'' She laughed slightly out of nervousness. ''S-So will you do it?''
Izuku swallowed a lump in his throat. He looked at her in silent consideration for a few seconds. Kendo clearly thought he needed some kind of incentive.
''I-I'll s-suck you off if you do it.'' She turned a shade of tomato.
''You don't have-'' He shut his mouth. He didn't want to talk her into being annoyed with him.
He grabbed her thighs and dragged her over to him. She squeaked out an 'eep!' as he did. He placed her between his legs and spread hers. He laid her back against his chest and tucked her head under his chin. Itsuka groaned in embarrassment but didn't protest.
Izuku rubbed her clitoris and earned a few jitters and twitches. His middle and ring fingers repeatedly spread her lips and toyed with the edge of the entrance. Without a word, he plunged the two fingers inside and pumped. Itsuka gasped at the sudden, intense pleasure. Izuku's other hand cupped her breast and kneaded it. She craned her neck and kissed at his neck, both to muffle her moans and to show approval.
She came fast, her juices trailing down her thighs as her toes curled in ecstasy. Izuku shuffled slightly but was held still by his lover.
''I-I us-usually cum twice.'' She lied. Izuku huffed out of his nose in amusement and scooped her up by her thighs. Itsuka reacted audibly before slamming her hands over her mouth. Izuku plopped her down on his shoulders, her pussy next to his mouth. She was essentially sitting on his shoulders, facing backwards towards the cavern.
No! The girls! She'd be looking right at them while he-
She stopped her train of thought upon realising the light was out. The girls were sleeping! Thank the lord!
Izuku got to work on her and she found her sore hands supporting her weight by pressing down on the top of his head. His tongue traced every fold and sought out the spots that made her squeal the most. His nose rested perfectly on her clit and bumped against the nub as he ate her out to increase the satisfaction.
Itsuka watched the embers of the cavern's campfire as she felt another release building up. She orgasmed again, Izuku lowering her as she did and laying her down on her back, the futon cushioning her. Izuku watched in fascination as she writhed and squirmed as the second one garnered a bigger reaction than the first.
''O-Okay…'' Itsuka sat up, strands of orange hair stuck to her forehead. ''I-I can't… hold on…'' She caught her breath after a few deep intakes. ''I obviously can't jerk it, so just hold me by my hair and dip my head down for me.''
Izuku's cock throbbed, Itsuka finally giving his member a good look.
''Famous last words.'' She deadpanned. She shuffled towards him on her elbows and positioned herself above his dick. Izuku wrapped his hand around the back of her head, deliberately taking some hair in his hands. Itsuka took another deep breath.
Then Izuku pushed her head down.
''GAAAK! GAH! BUH! BUH!'' She elbowed him in the ribs and he released her. She pulled her head up and forced a single, powerful cough.
''Wh- blegh! What the fuck!? I'm not a sentient fleshlight, you fucker!'' She was struggling to keep her whisper-shouts to an actual whisper.
''Sorry! I couldn't gauge depth!'' Izuku held his hands up.
Itsuka narrowed her eyes but hovered over his cock once more. Izuku silently celebrated not having to stop when he had already given his part of the deal.
He grabbed her head in the same fashion and slowly lowered her this time. Itsuka pursed her lips and tried to create as much suction and warmth as she could. Izuku pushed her almost to the base, tears forming in Itsuka's eyes but earning no protest. Izuku lifted her back up again, her lips leaving his tip with an audible pop.
He repeated the action over and over. Itsuka grew tired and tried to encourage an orgasm by flattening her tongue and letting it slide up and down the underside of his rod, flicking it along his frenulum.
Would this guy just cum!? She was feeling a little achy after 3 minutes. She actively began suckling on his cock, nibbling gently on random sections of the shaft and making it more difficult for him to manoeuvre her by catching herself on his head and rolling her tongue over it like a crazy person.
Izuku reached out and grabbed a handful of her ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze. She prayed it wouldn't be enough to get her in the mood for another ride on the face carousel.
Izuku slapped her ass gently and thrust his hips upwards as he pushed her head downwards, cumming deep in her throat. Itsuka coughed and gagged on his seed but tried to swallow as much as possible. He lifted her up when she believed him to be done.
She immediately turned to look up at him from her lying position.
''Wha-''
Another spurt shot out and hit her in the eye. She hissed, cum dribbling out of the corner of her mouth as she did.
She bit the bullet and just swallowed. She had planned on spitting the rest but wanted to get angry at him sooner.
''Why didn't you fucking warn me.'' She growled.
''Th-That's what the ass slap was for!'' He defended himself poorly.
''Oh for fuck- no.'' She giggled before meeting his eyes. ''Thank you. I haven't done this before but you definitely made it worth remembering, for better or worse…''
She lifted the cover on the futon and slipped under. Izuku joined her, discovering that the girls' futons were much larger than his, though he supposed that made sense.
''Will you need help tomorrow?'' He asked with her back to her, looking outward into the moonlit forest.
''Don't push your luck.'' Itsuka said dryly.
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''Good morning, Izuku.'' Momo greeted him as she approached his futon. Izuku's eyes widened as he turned, revealing the snoring mess of orange hair in the futon with him.
''O-Oh, my goodness, I didn't-'' Yaoyorozu's face was ridiculously red. ''I wasn't aware you two were intimate.''
Izuku shook his head. He cupped his mouth in the hopes of keeping Itsuka from being woken up by him. ''She just lent me her futon because mine was wrecked.''
Creati pondered over the statement, staring at him as she did. ''I see. In that case, would you like to accompany me today?''
Izuku was alerted by the phrasing and suddenness. Why would his 'being with' Itsuka prevent him from spending time with Momo? She did know about his relationship with Ochako, right?
''What do you need?'' Izuku slowly slid out from under the covers, waking Itsuka with the sudden lack of warmth. She didn't let on, however, pretending to still be in a deep slumber to eavesdrop on Momo's proposition.
''The garden needs a fence. Shiozaki noticed that there was quite a lot of crop trampling going on. There'd be an awful lot of work for Ibara and I. I'd be very appreciative if you could help us.'' She said matter-of-factly.
''Sure. I'm not too well versed on woodworking or being a handyman but I'll give you a hand.''
''Fantastic!'' Momo clapped her hands in joy before remembering Itsuka and simply pumping her fists silently instead.
Izuku stood, stretching himself out and shaking his legs awake. ''I'll go take a dip in the springs to freshen up.''
Momo smiled. ''Take your time. I've already bathed with Ibara so we shall wait for your return.''
Izuku looked into the cavern to see Ibara waving at him shyly. She was in the midst of helping Mei back into bed after breakfast. The Inventor tried to leap to her feet - well, foot - when she heard about the garden needing a fence.
''Mei, my dear.'' Momo slowly plodded towards her. ''Rest. We wouldn't want you to hurt yourself further. You know how much it'd hurt me too if you did.''
Izuku smiled as he made for the shortcut to the springs. Momo had recovered from her funk rather quickly, it seemed.
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The fence went up with relative ease. Ibara used her vines to slam the posts into the ground, Izuku and Momo following her as she did so to attach the slats sideways to create the lattice structure.
''Hold up.'' Izuku had a sudden realisation. ''Who are we trying to keep out?''
''Smaller dinosaurs. It also works as a blocker to weeds. They'll have to grow around the woodwork. We can see them easier to kill them that way.'' Ibara was using her stone trough to cover an exposed cabbage? He wasn't sure what the names of prehistoric vegetables were. If it weren't for Mina they'd be scared to eat anything at all.
He nodded in response to Shiozaki. He wasn't too sure of the purpose of a fence that wouldn't stop a 20 feet tall lizard when that was the most likely threat to them and their food source.
Ibara met Momo's eyes whilst Izuku busied himself checking the sturdiness of one of the slats. The vine girl shook her head disapprovingly as she stood and made for their home.
''I'll help Mei get to the baths. Thank you for your work, the pair of you.'' She bowed graciously before turning face and disappearing into the trees.
Izuku placed his foot on the edge of the slat and slowly applied more and more weight to test its durability. The sun was especially baking them today; for the first time since they'd arrived, it was uncomfortably hot rather than a pleasant warmth. He wiped at his brow as he traced along the fenceline, repeating the same pressure technique. Momo echoed his movements, hovering somewhat uneasily behind him.
''I-It sure is hot today, huh?'' He laughed nervously, hoping Yaoyorozu would stop haunting him silently.
''N-Not as hot as… you?'' Momo's delivery was unsure.
Izuku stared forward, eyes blinking slowly. What was that? He gradually lowered his leg from the fence and turned to face her. She was red and ringing her hands, awaiting a reaction.
''M-Momo, are you… okay?''
''I-I am quite fine! As are you!'' She flirted robotically once more. With a line that corny, all that was missing was a pair of finger guns.
''Hmm.'' Izuku closed the gap between them. ''Is there something you want to say?''
The ravenette took a deep breath. ''I am conflicted, I must admit.'' She began, looking into his eyes.
''Go on.'' Izuku smiled.
''I have come to admire you, Izuku.'' She couldn't meet his gaze. ''Your compassion, your dithering, your willingness to bend backwards for your friends.''
''I-'' He was interrupted immediately.
''I took some time to gather my thoughts on this matter. I wanted to believe that it wasn't just sexual, and that I truly did like you for the man you are inside, as opposed to the man you are standing before me.''
She finally dragged her head up to look at him. Izuku was smiling warmly, touched by her kind words.
''And alas… such is my conflict.'' Momo created a Matryoshka in the palm of her hand for Midoriya to see. It was simple; red on one side and blue on the other.
''Todoroki.'' Izuku understood. Momo nodded.
''A man whom I had pledged my very heart to. I think the world of him and I would hope he thinks the same of me. How can I be faithful to him when I feel this way for you?'' The girl was forlorn. ''Despite the 'break' Shoto and I agreed upon all those weeks ago… despite knowing that we could never return to our normal lives… I still love him.''
''Then forget your feelings for me. I don't want you to feel as though you're hurting Todoroki either. He is a good friend and one I wouldn't feel comfortable betraying.''
''So… you feel something for me too.'' Momo gasped. Izuku's eyes widened. ''You do.'' She covered her mouth in shock.
''I always admired you, Momo. I never considered us more than friends.'' He said hurriedly. Creati paid no mind, closing the gap between them and laying her hands on his chest.
''I must say I thought nothing of you at first, on those first days we met.'' She giggled, contrasting the rather harsh statement. ''I remember seeing the real you when Bakugo was kidnapped by the League. The way you combed your hair in that disguise!'' She snickered, hiding her crooked lips with the back of her hand.
Her face fell. ''That night… when we rescued Bakugo… I held Todoroki's hand for the first time.'' She smiled to herself. ''It was out of fear, I'm sure… but I remember that warmth like it was out of love.''
''Momo.'' He was feeling awkward now. ''Don't let me stand in the way of you and Shoto. Your feelings for me… are not real.''
''They are real to me.'' Yaoyorozu shook her head.
''They're simply due to our proximity. I guarantee a guy like Kirishima or Kaminari would gain your affection if you had to watch them everyday.''
''Perhaps that is true.'' The girl genius held her chin. ''It's odd, isn't it? 18 years on the Earth and I am still no closer to discovering myself.''
''That's the beauty of growing up.'' Izuku beamed. ''At least, that's what my mom told me.''
''You truly are a strange boy, Izuku Midoriya.'' Momo giggled. ''I had began this exchange with intent to offer myself to you… but you have such a way with words that I am reconsidering.''
''I just don't want you to abandon Todoroki for me, of all people.'' Izuku blushed as he prepared himself. ''Besides, I… I also liked you and Shoto together. You were cute.'' He groaned mentally.
''Well, then that settles it!'' She hummed happily. ''When we escape from here, I will speak to him and patch things up!''
''Nice!'' Izuku gave her a thumbs-up.
''But for now, Mr Midoriya, please fuck my ass!'' Momo patted his chest twice.
''I'm sorry!?'' The greenette would've spat water if he had any in his mouth.
''Yes!'' The ponytail swirled around her head, her cheeks threatening to go nuclear with how hot they were becoming. ''I would like to relieve myself.''
''B-But-''
''Fear not, Mr Midoriya!'' He couldn't understand why she was speaking to him so loudly and so… formally. If Momo was being honest, neither was she. Nerves did strange things to people. ''I have cleaned myself explicitly and thoroughly!''
''That's not what I-''
''Mina tells me you have a treehouse! Shall we depart!?'' She grabbed his hand and pulled him across the wooden boards that separated the garden's patches. She scooted behind him, continuing to hold his hand. ''P-Please lead the way…''
Izuku gulped.
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''Very cosy.'' Momo had calmed down on the walk. ''When did you sneak off to build all this?''
''It wasn't all that hard. I didn't have to do much woodworking. I just stood up logs for the walls and whittled the floorboards so they were smooth.'' He shrugged. ''Used that really sticky sap from that huge tree near the house to 'glue' it.''
''Fascinating.'' Yaoyorozu took a seat on his futon and laid back. ''I really do want this, I must say.'' She lifted her legs behind her head and Lil' Izuku stirred to life. ''I would rather you use this… entrance as I would feel strangely bad for Shoto to let you use the other…'' She held the backs of her calves and tried not to let her entire face go red in embarrassment.
Izuku knelt down on the end of the futon. He positioned his head just millimetres away from her asshole.
''I-I cleaned thoroughly.'' She crumpled under the shame.
''O-Okay.'' He pushed the head in.
''N-No no no!'' She shuffled away. ''I-I need a warmup!'' She grabbed the shaft of his member and looked at it like a scientist studying a sample. Then the grunting started.
Izuku peered around her as the telltale glow of her quirk shone. Momo huffed with wide eyes.
''D-Done.'' She rested on her hands and knees and turned 180 to show.
''O-oh wow.'' A silver buttplug. ''We can't make clothes but we can make that!?''
Momo laughed, the noises bubbling in her throat as the exertion shook the plug and made it poke out slightly. ''Remove it please, slowly.''
Izuku gripped the wide platform at the end of the plug's handle and gave it a light tug. The resistance was incredible.
''Have you- Have you never done this before?'' He asked.
''N-Never!'' She laughed apprehensively. ''I am giving you m-my anal v-virginity!'' She whimpered in indignity.
He hated to admit that aroused him slightly. He gave the plug another light pull and watched as her anus puckered to allow it out. He didn't really find it all that stimulating to watch but he understood why he'd heard Kirishima and Bakugo debating on the side of girl's butts being worth a try.
The widest point of the plug exited gradually and the rest slipped out easily. Momo breathed out shakily and allowed her torso to rest on the top of her thighs as she remained on her knees. Izuku felt an almost primal urge to insert a finger… so he did.
''Oooh!'' Momo jolted. ''Pl-Please warn me!''
''Sorry!'' He said despite pushing the digit in further.
''Try adding another.'' Momo suggested. Izuku straightened his middle finger and just about managed to slot it in too.
''G-Goodness…'' The young woman deflated.
''Should I tr-try putting it in?'' He wondered aloud. Momo raised her behind and wiggled it teasingly. Izuku waited no longer, placing the tip at her anus.
''I'll q-quickly make some lube.'' Momo paused and a faint glow emanated from inside her. Could… Could she always make things inside her!?
He pushed in gently. Momo bit her lip and gripped the almost feathery leaves of his rustic futon.
''Halfway.'' He informed her.
''O-Okay…'' She whimpered. She felt so full.
''All good.'' He gently patted her left butt cheek, much to both of their embarrassment.
''Wow.'' She swallowed a lump in her throat.
''I know.'' He chuckled, confidence growing. ''Do I start moving, or…?''
''O-Oh, of course. Yes. Please. Go ahead.'' Her cheeks were puffed out and he could see it.
''Don't push yourself, Momo. We can stop if you want to.''
''N-No!'' She waved a hand between her legs. ''Go on!''
''Alright then. I'll start real slow.'' He calmly edged backwards. Then back it when the end of his cap reached the entrance.
''Okay so far?'' He reached for the hand that rested on the floor under their legs and held it reassuringly.
''Yes… keep it at this speed for a few moments more.'' Yaoyorozu bobbed her head.
He did as asked, carefully adhering to an identical motion that he timed to a tee.
''Alright, when you're ready…'' At that moment she knew that may have been a mistake. Izuku thrusted both harder and faster, though only by a fraction.
He picked up the pace over the space of two minutes, entering a zone that let him feel something but didn't hurt his partner.
''Faster, please.'' He heard her muffled voice say, to his surprise. The Creation quirk user had stopped resting her head on her arm and simply placed her cheek on the floor, her dominant hand snaking up to dutifully rub her clitoris.
Izuku shuffled on his knees to close the gap between their bodies. This meant he could gain a little more power on his thrusts without having to crane his spine uncomfortably.
Momo whined in initial discomfort that shifted into pleasure. Her rubbing grew wilder and more erratic. Izuku leaned over her arched back and took one of her breasts in each hand.
''Ooooh, yeeeessssss~'' Was music to his ears. He turned up the heat a little more, ploughing into her and finally earning a slapping sound as skin hit skin at a decent speed. Her cheeks were so soft against his abdomen, like he was fucking a pair of pillows with an onahole between.
The squeals of ecstasy reminded him that this was as real as it got.
''More!'' She cried. Izuku threw caution to the wind and slammed her like a crazed monkey. Momo's hands matched the supersonic pace and she came with a gurgled grunt. Izuku felt his own orgasm on the brink.
''Yaomomo, I-''
''Please outsi- Guh!'' She gasped in shock and at the alien sensation of Midoriya filling her ass.
The boy quickly pulled out after, but the majority of his load was inside her.
''I-I'm so sorry…!'' The rest of his seed dripped onto her cheeks and the backs of her legs.
''No w-worries!'' Momo over pronounced a syllable or two as she exerted herself simply by turning onto her back. She looked at Izuku with tired, satisfied eyes. She clenched to force the rest of his cum out and let it pool on the wooden floor a hair's breadth away for his futon, as to not stain it.
Izuku hardened again at the site, Momo pleasantly surprised by his stamina.
''S-Sorry, I'd best get rid of this myself.'' He stood and planted a foot to turn when Yaoyorozu called out to him. She pressed her breasts together and a small glow hovered on the surface of them. She had lubed her tits up for him.
Izuku sat with his knees on either side of her torso and thrust upwards into the mounds. The softness had been one thing when he held them in his hands. It was another level of softness when his cock was between them.
Every now and again, his tip would emerge at the top and Momo would place a kiss on his head. Little things like that were why he was glad to be alive and not rotting in a dinosaur death lake. He'd make sure to thank Kendo anew.
He gripped her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers like buttons, letting Momo drop her tiring arms to the side whilst maintaining the tightness.
He came again, spurts of his load pooling on the top of her chests and sticking to the inside of her cleavage. He lifted his leg and flopped to the right of her, laying next to her and breathing heavily. Momo had recovered a little from the first round, but was still drawing breath a little labouredly.
''Do you… think you can walk to the baths?'' He tilted his head to look at her as they lay.
''Absolutely not.'' Yaoyorozu scoffed.
''I… I'll carry you… when I get my breath back.'' He swallowed a bundle of phlegm and closed his eyes. A little rest and he'd be a new man.
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He'd carried her with ease to the springs and back. Well, to a point a little out of sight for those in the house to not arouse suspicion.
''Oh, they're back!'' Jirou called back to the others.
''What's up?'' Izuku greeted them all with a silent wave to accompany the inquiry.
''We found another one of those weird markings in the ground!'' Tooru said excitedly.
''Oh, cool!'' Izuku matched the mood. ''Where is it?''
''I carved it outta the ground.'' Mina held it out to him. ''We found it a little while into the woods in the dirt.''
''We think it might be a rabbit's foot!'' Tooru was still an eager beaver.
Izuku started. A… rabbit's foot?
He looked out into the wilderness, hoping to spot who he knew this sign belonged to.
He could just hear the catchphrase she'd constantly belittled their class with now.
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And on the other side of the woods, around a small campfire, Kirishima and Himiko sat slow-roasting a slab of meat. Only to be met with the plummeting stomp of powerful thighs and a-
''WASSUP, RUNTS!?''
HELLO HELLO HELLO.
Yes, I'm going to be writing a separate, Kirishima-central story that'll maybe be a chapter or two. I can't really think of another clever dinosaur name for a Kirishima story; any ideas from you guys?
It will, as you saw in the last few snippets here, feature at LEAST Kirishima, Himiko and Miruko. It likely won't be as sexual but will have some moments in there.
It WILL NOT be necessary to read that to understand this story, if you don't want to. I really hope most of you guys do, as spin-off stories almost never do well on this site.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter; I feel that, whilst it isn't the longest, it's the best one so far. Let me know what you think!
Thank you for reading! Until next time!