It's No Nut November, which might be a bad time for those of you participating in this, but it was an idea that came up in a Discord server I'm in, and I did promise to write it, so sorry, not sorry, for making your efforts harder. The title alone should have given the game away, but this would be smut with some comedy thrown in, and if you're not caught up on the manga, well, spoilers, ahead.

Chapter 1: Why Izuku's not allowed a girlfriend

"Cheers!" Mina held up a plastic cup of beer, followed by the rest of the students.

"Cheers!" they yelled before laughing and falling into merriment. It wasn't just class A but class B as well, as they had invited them over to celebrate along with them. Tonight was arguably one of the best in their lives, one that they had looked forward to from the day they all got their letters.

"Don't drink so much." Iida tried to reign in the more rambunctious members of the class. His time at U.A. had treated him well, as he had already been tall, but now he was even taller, with a frame built like a casual bodybuilder to match.

Tokage laughed at him for his comments, taking another drink of her booze as he turned a smile at him, her face already a little red. "Oh, lay off, Iida; we don't have class tomorrow!" She hitched with a giggle.

Iida, despite having gotten a little looser in his time with them, even having had a few drinks himself, was still as sober as if he were the designated driver. "It's even worse, it's graduation. Do you want to appear with a hangover and bring shame to our school and families?"

That was right; tonight wasn't just some party before the weekend or even the end of a semester; instead, it was their last night as U.A. students. 3 years of training, blood, sweat, and many…many tears, and they were all here. Granted, they had what could only be described as the most insane school career of any generation since before All Might, as how many could say they went up against the League of Villains while still first years? How many could say they had been pressed into service before they could officially be made 2nd years?

They had bled and suffered among pros; they had seen losses and suffered tragedies. For Tokage, it was the death of her mentor and the man who got her a recommendation into U.A., Majestic. For the students as a whole, it was the deaths of Midnight, who went out fighting, but not a single soul was there to see it. But it was more than that. They had all lost something in the war: their innocence, their faith in society, and a little more.

But they hadn't let it crush them; even when others gave in, even when Japan and what felt like the world was falling apart as faith in heroes fell to an all-time low, they remained strong. Midoriya might have been what Monoma called the 'Main character,' but he didn't win the battle or war alone.

They all had pitched in, across the battlefields, such as the U.A. floating coffin, to the remains of Gunga Villa. Even when they had been battened and exhausted, they had still rallied behind Midoriya when All for One stood. They won with their collective efforts and cries to see a better future. The League was defeated, but they didn't forget their enemies or the reality that turned them into monstrous villains that could kill and main without mercy or regret. And ever since, even as students, they have worked to build a better world, and in less than 24 hours, they'll be doing that full-time.

But that was later, tonight was the time for them all to act like the rowdy 18-year-old they were. "Like anyone would notice, besides, we're young, we're hot, and we're gonna all be full heroes tomorrow." Kamakiri, Tokage's drinking buddy and boyfriend, slurred back, even more hammered than she was.

"I'm pretty sure we're already heroes." Jiro, who had joined their group, played with her lone earlobe, the girl just tipsy enough to giggle like Toru as she recalled how people treated them after the war. Sure, things had been tense for a while, but they had earned respect and admiration even as students. Even pros treated them like colleagues despite just having provisional licenses.

"Yeah, yeah, I know that, but I mean legal heroes and shit. No more needing to worry about another pop quiz from Aizawa, no more training trips from hell with Vlad!" Mina popped into the group.

"I don't know. I pretty much liked those tests; they helped keep us sharp." Yaoyorozu smiled from the couch. Kendo sat beside her, her head resting on her shoulder.

"That's because your brain is as big as your heart," Kendo told her, turning her head to kiss the heiress on the cheek. The sight of which still managed to turn heads despite it being over 6 months since the two started dating. But how could it not be when the two were posters of the two types of feminine beauty? Kendo had not slacked off in her training, and it showed as she was covered in lean, thick, well-defined muscles that added to her curves. Tetsutetsu had called her the 'big sis' of class B back in the first year, and she still was, but for the 2nd and 1st years, she was 'muscle mommy.'

Yaoyorozu giggled at the kiss on her cheek, being the total opposite of Kendo as she too had matured in her time at U.A. her body appearing and feeling soft as her quirk kept her well-earned muscles beneath a layer of specialised fat. Her curves had gotten all the more notable while her bust went up a couple sizes. Thrown in with the fact she had also had a vertical growth spurt, being taller than a third of the boys, and it was pretty obvious why so many of their classmates saw her as the most attractive girl in U.A.

"I think you mean it's as big as-" Kendo's hand grew without warning and grabbed Kaminari before he could even finish the sentence.

"No one talks about my girlfriend's sexy body but me, understand?" She glared at him, Kaminari being quick to agree.

"Yes, mam!" She grabbed him as Yaoyorozu whispered something into Kendo's ear, leaving her red-faced as she turned. The two started to make out in full view of everyone, not a hint of shame, but it wasn't like they cared enough to comment. Outside Mineta, giving a tearful thumbs-up, they carried on with their own things.

Standing to the side, Bakugo glared at the chaos, though his gaze held little real annoyance. Even if it was like pulling teeth, he could admit that he had grown to appreciate these lovable idiots; they had earned his respect three times over by this point. "You think they'll start doing it on the couch?" Pony asked her boyfriend, Bakugo, shrugging as he wrapped an arm around her and pulled the horse girl closer.

"They better not, I don't need Iida having a stroke." Bakugo snorted as Iida was pulled into a drinking contest with Shishida. It was a poor decision as both had crazy as they knew from a party they held in 2nd year that the beast had an insane tolerance. Still, drunk-Iida was pretty damn fun to watch.

Tsunotori turned a playful eye his way. "So it's just for Iida's sake that you don't want them to do it?"

Bakugo laughed at her attempt, kissing her forehead. "Nice try, Twilight, but you and I both know you would want to watch them go at it, same as me." He cared for her Despite the shock of him and Tsunotori bonding in the hospital post-war and starting to date. As much as the old hag cried about it, he did see himself settling down with her. He was as blunt as Tsu when he wanted to be, meaning he didn't do secrets.

Tsunotori found that endearing, as she didn't deny that she would be turned on by that as she kissed her boyfriend, leaving Midoriya and Uraraka by the side looking awkward.

"Pretty sure that they're not that far gone, Kacchan." Coughing into his scarred hand, Midoriya pulled their attention off each other and back to the group. "Besides, they're too responsible to get that lax with things."

"Nah, they can get pretty darn wild when they let their hearts guide them," Uraraka added, a little of her accent slipping in as she sipped her drink. "Wonder if they'll have much time when we graduate." That was the biggest question, wasn't it? Sure, they won't be students anymore, but that meant they wouldn't always see each other.

Midoriya nodded, adjusting his hair a little, which helped keep his scar in view. Like the rest he had gained over his time as a hero, he never hid them. With the loss of One for All, he certainly gained more from all the extra training he had to do to keep up before he finally decided he would be best in a support role.

"Well, we all have things we've talked about and planned to do. You're going to be throwing yourself into helping reform quirk counseling." He looked over to Uraraka, who flashed him a smile that only made him feel better.

"Yup, I've already done a lot with them through my work studies, but I can do more as a full pro that can keep attention and support high," Uraraka replied, taking to the issue with a passion that outmatched his hero obsession. He didn't know the details, and even Uraraka seemed unsure about them. Still, she had formed a meaningful connection with Toga near the end. When she woke up in the hospital, surprised she was alive, she had been devastated when she learned she lived through Toga, giving her all the blood she had.

In a way, it was like his dynamic with Tenko. You could understand that they were terrible people who needed to be stopped, guilty of plenty of wrongdoing, but were victims themselves. They couldn't save Tenko or Himiko but could work to ensure that others wouldn't be burned like they were.

Bakugo snorted. "While you do that, we'll be hunting down villains and putting them down before they can do any damage." Mellowed he might have, but Bakugo knew where he was best: combat. Midoriya would miss watching him in training, but as it was now, he was planning to go to college and get a teaching degree.

Noting how close he was to Uraraka, Pony couldn't help but comment on it. "Still find it odd that you two never got together." It was true; despite everything that had happened, Midoriya and Uraraka had never even gone on a date.

It was a sign of her growth that Uraraka hardly blushed when she was reminded of just how hard she used to crush on her best friend. "I mean…I did have a crush on him, even love Izuku over here. I still kinda do," She stated. Midoriya was a little flustered, but she gave him a platonic smile that reminded him of where they were.

"But I love him as a friend; he's dear to me, but I don't want to marry him or anything like that." And he was fine with that. Did he also have a crush on her? Of course, but he could admit that was through no small part because she was the first girl his age that didn't go 'Ew' at his presence.

"So it has nothing to do with the fact you like tall guys?" Bakugo directed their attention to Iida.

"Shut up, Bakugo, or I'll float you into low orbit!" Uraraka's face went red at that reminder of something she let slip back in her second year, and now everyone couldn't resist bringing it up. It was made all the worse when she and Iida started dating.

"Try it, round cheeks!" Bakugo, never one to back down, answered her threat, which devolved into the two starting a brawl that mercifully was quirkless. Kendo and Yaoyorozu turned away from each other when they heard the commotion but rolled their eyes and went back to making out. Iida was too busy drinking to stop them, his cheeks already red as he and the people around him continued chanting, 'Drink, drink, drink.'

Tsunotori and Izuku would have stepped in but decided it was best for their boyfriend and best friends, respectively, to work this out without interference. Instead, the horse girl turned to the head of lettuce, as Tokage called him.

"But I'm serious. I'm happy for you, both of you. Even if you didn't end up together like we all thought you would." That was a fun day, though that was more for their classmates as Midoriya and Uraraka had been less than approving when they found out their classmates bet on when they'll get together. "You found people that make you happy. It's just a shame she isn't allowed over too often." Tsunotori sighed, reminding Midoriya of someone who was missing, which made him groan into his hand.

"Whose not allowed over often?" Todoroki walked up to them, one of the few people there who wasn't partaking in drink, and instead, he nursed a cola.

"Todoroki, we don't need to talk about this," Midoriya begged, as he hated it when they brought up this story.

"Oh, we definitely do." Sadly for him, his friends loved to bring it up. Seeing how miserable Midoriya looked and how pleased the class 3-B girl was, Todoroki put two and two together.

"Is this about the incident and the change in rules?" He pointed towards a placard hanging in the common area for all to see. House rules, as Aizawa explained when they first moved it. Most of the rules were the same as the placards that hang in the other dorms for U.A., with reminders of rules against bullying, discrimination, fighting, much like Uraraka and Bakugo were doing right now, drugs, etc., the typical things one would associate with high schools.

But there was one rule unique to class 3-A, one that carried over from their time as class 2-A and would be removed in the next 24 hours before the next class took up residence.

'Under no circumstances should Midoriya Izuku, if he were to find himself in a romantic relationship, be allowed to bring his romantic and/or sexual partner onto U.A. grounds. Furthermore, all class A students must watch him to ensure this rule is followed. If Midoriya or someone else were to break this rule, report them to Aizawa immediately.'

Midoriya's face went as red as Kirishima's hair as he sighed out a grunt into his hands, as he hated that stupid sign and the reminder of why it was there. "Yup, Midoriya here, the savior of Japan, isn't allowed to get laid while the rest of us have free reign." Tsunotori laughed as she recalled when they first heard about it. Monoma had called bullshit, only for Kirishima to send Tetsutetsu a picture of it. Before long, the entire school was informed of it.

Todoroki, the true friend that he was, ignored how dejected Midoriya looked about the topic of discussion, scratching the stubble he had going in thought. "Still find it weird that out of all of us, you'll be the one that Aizawa would bear from that. I would have expected Mineta or Mina." Mineta, oddly enough, was really quiet when his business course girlfriend came around and vice versa, while Ashido and Kirishima never made headlines for their thing.

Pony shrugged, chugging her drink before tossing the cup into the nearby trash can. "My money would have been on Ibara or Monoma."

"Shiozaki? But she's-"

"Devote? Pious? Religious? I dormed next door to her, and I can tell you, she is repressed. Every time we had a boy or girl over, she would get this look in her eye and lock herself in her room. She says she's praying for our souls, but I'm sure she's just keeping herself away before she goes all hentai tentacle with those vines of hers." Pony explained though she was happy that Shiozaki was on the other side of the room, as the last time someone had said she was repressed, she strung them up till the morning; Yanagi still shudders about that.

Todoroki didn't know about that, so he was open when he mused. "Kirishima said tonight's the night that Tetsutetsu was going to ask her to sleep with him."

Pony laughed as she liked Tetsutetsu. He was like her best friend, but she would have to pray for him. Having finished their fight, Bakugo rejoined the conversation, looking like he had just been in a bar brawl with a split lip. "Poor bastard better have eaten some iron before, else she's gonna snap it in two before she's done with him."

"It can't be as bad as what happened with Kirishima." Midoriya, trying to draw attention off of him, went low as he reminded them of how Ashido could make acid from any part of her body and how, on time well, Kirishima was lucky he had been using his fingers.

"Oh no, you don't. This is about you and the time you got banned from sex, period." Uraraka, despite having a bruised cheek, smiled as they started to recall the incident.

It was a warm summer afternoon. It had been a couple of weeks since the end of the war, and the U.A. was finally able to have its graduation ceremony. Spirits had been high, and the third years were able to walk down the stage, collect their diplomas, and wave to friends and family before walking off the stage.

But it also was a time where emotions had been pretty high, as it was one of the first real bright moments since the fighting stopped; even as the country was still pulling itself back together, so many couples had formed them; some didn't last, others did. One of the latter had been Midoriya and Hado. It shocked everyone when Midoriya approached her and asked her out on a date, his face resembling a scarred tomato.

The t

ruth is, Midoriya had thought she was cute from the day they met. Her curious nature and confidence in asking whatever questions popped into her mind were something he wished he had, as he could buckle so easily. Yet here was this girl that Aizawa told them was comparable to a pro, asking all the questions he had but never having the backbone to ask.

That crush had only grown as they got to know each other, from how determined and fantastic he saw her be during the raid on Overhaul's compound to how beautiful she was during the culture festival. It didn't stop there, as during the chaos that was the war, there was just something about Hado that pulled his eye, that made him think that she was just this amazing person, and after the fighting ended, at times, he found it impossible to think about other events but the ones she was in.

When he asked his mother for advice, she teared up and told him that he was in love and to make a move before someone else saw what he did in this 'lovely young lady.'

For Hado, she had always thought of Midoriya as cute, though she would be hard-pressed to find things 'ugly' as Tamaki liked to say she could see beauty in just about anything. When she, Tamaki, and Mirio had been asked to speak with the first years, she had been excited but little else; how could she not when she had so many questions, especially about the two students who had been caught fighting earlier. However, one was gone, Midoriya was there.

He kept up her interest when, during his class's sparring match with Mirio, he was the only one who kept a level head to analyze the situation and managed to predict what Mirio would do. Sure, it still got a punch to the gut, but that was super exciting to watch.

As she watched him more, she was curious to learn that he was naturally inquisitive like her. However, she was slightly dismayed when he seemed so skittish about it, as she was bubbly-not stupid like people thought. She could see the signs and guessed that he had gone through a situation like she did, where people just couldn't understand why she asked 'why, what, when and how,' so she decided she'll spend more time with him, help him out of that shell like Tamaki and Mirio had done for her.

But then they went in to fight those Yakuza, and she saw firsthand that his skittish nature was skin-deep because beneath that was a force of will that just couldn't be contained as he fought against Overhaul with power that was out of this world, risked it all to save a little girl. Say to say, her interest in him skyrocketed from that point on. Even when she learned about One for All and the burden he carried, she didn't stop seeing the person.

It wasn't the power that made the hero, but their heart and his heart was mighty. Even when he struggled to breathe, even when battered and broken- even when his hands and arms had been decayed away, he never stopped trying to save people. It was why, even when he stated that he no longer had One for All, having lost it in the fight-she didn't think any less of his odds to become a hero and promised herself that she would root for him as hard as she could

So when he approached her on her graduation day, as nervous as Tamaki that first day they met, he asked her out on a date and happily agreed.

Fast forward a couple of months, and they were stronger than ever as a couple. They made time for dates and a couple of times between her time as a full-time sidekick to Ryukyu and his studies as a second year, something she helped him with a lot as she had the best grades.

They went through all the classic steps. They had their first date, the first time they held hands, their first kiss, and eventually, without much of a plan or reason, they slept together for the first time.

It was underwhelming, but she had expected and feared that in equal measure.

She hadn't been satisfied, and she could tell he knew that, but they didn't mention it and just agreed that it was good but could be better. The next few times they found themselves sharing a bed, their results didn't improve that much.

She didn't like to think about it, but she had to face facts. She just had too much stamina. It was great for her quirk, which worked off her stamina reserves, so she trained hard to increase them to where they were and trained to add even just a little more so she could help more people.

But that had the unwanted side-effect of making it hard to…sexually please her, downright impossible as she could run someone into the ground and hardly be winded. It had happened with Yuyu when they dated, as her then-lover struggled to keep up, leading to more than a few disappointed nights, which was part of why they broke up.

But how does she bring that up? For all her lack of restraint with questions, even she knew how demoralizing it would be if she just popped the question, 'Hey, you can't get me off; what we do about that?' especially as she had it on good authority that she was Izuku's first and with how hard he worked to please in her factors of their relationship, she didn't want to be the one that said it.

But she didn't focus on that; she focused on having just had an amazing date with her boyfriend. They had gone out to a theme park, one of the first that re-opened, and then they had dinner at a diner he noticed her eyeing up. That was just one of the many reasons she liked him, as he had such an eye for detail and worked hard to make every moment as magical as he could.

Getting entry into U.A. was easy, and they walked, hand in hand, towards class 2-A's dorms. But when they entered, she quickly noticed the lack of activity. "Is everyone out today?" She looked around and didn't see the usual suspects lounging around the commons.

Closing the door behind them, Izuku led his girlfriend deeper in. "Yeah, it's Saturday, so everyone planned to go out and do stuff; I'm pretty sure that Kacchan was dragged off by Tsunotori as she found someplace that lets you wrestle crocodiles." He laughed quickly at that, as she had arrived just before he left and had been highly excited about it.

"How would you know that?" Hado asked him, Midoriya momentarily speechless by her, as she had dressed plainly for their date, a simple blue and green sundress and star hat and heels. Yet, she still looked like she belonged on a magazine cover.

"Tetsutetsu told Kirishima, and he told the rest of us." She hummed, as that made sense, only for Midoriya to tighten his hold on her hand, drawing her eye back to his own. "But since we have the place to ourselves…would you like to stay a little longer?"

She answered with a kiss, which soon turned into an entire make-out session in the middle of the room, their hands roaming all over each other, tasting what they each had for dessert on their lips. Breaking away, her eyes were narrowed and dark with arousal, matching his own, which seemed like such intense pits of green.

"Lead the way." She breathed out as they rushed up the stairs to his room; the elevator would have been too slow. They had barely gotten inside and slammed the door behind them as they locked lips in a fierce, passionate battle for dominance. Izuku wasn't the most assertive outside hero work, but he would be damned if tonight was a disappointment as well.

Their couple of months together had been nothing short of magic. He had never dreamed that he would ever date a girl, even a 10th as great as Hado, having assumed before he ever got into the U.A. that he would stay single his entire life and resigned himself to that. Even when he got One for All, got into U.A., and made friends, he always thought he didn't have the time for romance. All Might certainly didn't, and the disaster that was the domestic life of the former number 2 just made the prospect of romance all the more incompatible with heroics.

That made his crush and then love for Hado all the more complicated, as his mother had told him to take his shoot before someone else did. Still, he had feared that even before he lost One for All, he would be too busy for such a thing, especially when the world needed to be rebuilt from the ground up.

All Might had punched him in the face for that and reminded him that he didn't need to be like he was and that he shouldn't be like he was. All Might was okay with never pursuing romance; the entire concept scared him, so he married 'Lady Justice.' But Deku wasn't All Might, and Izuku wasn't Toshinori, so if he wanted to have a special someone, he should fight to have that as hard as he did fight to be a hero.

It was advice and a decision that he was happy to receive and make. He loved each milestone they had: their first date, the first time he worked up the nerve to hold her hand, and their first kiss. But when it came to the big one, their first 'time,' well, saying it was bad was like saying Mina disliked math: it was a severe understatement.

He had gone in fear that he would be too energetic, as in his private moments when he relieved himself, he often took much longer than what he heard from others in passing; that and his size made him feel like it would be an issue. When their first time did come, his fears came to pass as it was just a couple rounds of the basics, which made sense- he was a virgin, but that was it.

There he was, still rearing to go, but she had already pulled off of him and looked so…disappointed; he felt like a complete failure them; his size hadn't been an issue; she had liked it throughout the entire thing, so he could only conclude that she didn't like the fact he needed more than just a couple rounds.

Even then, they slept together a couple more times, but the problems never ended. While aftercare was essential to them, there was an undercurrent of disappointment, leaving him to just accept the facts. He was as sexually active and potent as a rabbit. It wasn't even what he had wanted, as it had been an unexpected by-product of his training. All Might hadn't stopped it when he got into U.A, he had doubled down on it to help increase how fast his body adapted to One for All.

He might only have its embers now, due to burnout any day now. However, he still had an insanely powerful body, allowing him to continue in the hero course. But sadly, he couldn't just turn off that stamina and unrelenting drive, even if only when it came time for sex.

But how does one even begin to approach that question if their partner? 'Hey, you don't have the stamina to please me, what do we do about it?' sounded like the crappiest, most B-tier rated R rom-com bad guy lines out there, often succeeded by the line of 'I'm going to sleep with your hot friend, Carol to make up for it.'

But tonight, tonight, he manned up. He would make damn sure that he didn't end this blue-balled, and he would blow her mind doing it.

Back in the moment, they had broken from their make-out again, their faces flushed and eyes filled with desire.

"That…that was intense," Hado huffed out, a breathless laugh following it as she started working on getting him out of his adorable dorky clothing. "Someone must be in a real happy mood."

Oh god, was he eager. So much so that he surprised her when he tore her summer dress right off her body, revealing her form that was equal parts toned and soft, all covered by just a periwinkle set of panties and bra.

She yelped as he tossed the now useless cloth to the side, grabbed her by the hips, and slammed her into the wall, ruthlessly attacking her neck. "You have no idea how much I want you." He spoke into her neck, making her shiver as she wrapped her long, shapely legs around him.

"More than before?" She asked him, feeling her panties growing wet as she loved this beastly side of her boyfriend.

"Like you wouldn't believe, and this time, it won't just be a few rounds," Midoriya replied to her, pulling her closer so she could feel the hard-on he had in his soon-to-be-stripped-off pants. "We'll not be stopping till I'm satisfied."

Hearing that popped the bubble of arousal for the blue-haired girl, who blinked her mind clear as she looked back at him. "Wait…what? What do you mean 'your satisfied?' I should be saying that!"

Hearing her so out of the mood shocked him out of it, leaving his mind clear to turn over her words and leave him in just as much confusion. "What are you talking about? You always get off before I do and pull off."

Hado rolled her eyes at that; was he really going to try and save face and lie? That was low, particularly after he had got her all hot and bothered. "Yeah, because you always have that look in your eye, the one that says, 'That was great, glad it's over.'"

Midoriya felt irritation form in his gut, which was made worse by the fact he was still erect as a stone pillar yet wasn't getting any. "I do not. I've wanted to continue each time!"

"So did I! But I got too much stamina, and I can't just tell you that you can't keep up!" She wiggled her panty-covered crotch over his pants, and even through the layers of cloth between them, he could tell just how ready she was.

"Back at you, I'm not done with just a couple rounds, I need a dozen, at least!" He shifted his hands down to her ass, gripping it tightly and not letting go, but the two seemed far more likely to start a fight than fuck, before Midoriya shook his head.

"Wait, wait, time out." He lowered her, with Hado unwrapping her legs from his body so that she could stand. "To make it perfectly clear, you want us to have sex for longer times?"

"Yes, I have enough in the tank to go the entire night. And to be on the same page, you aren't just a double barrel shotgun type of dude?" Hado asked, starting to see where he was going, but indeed it couldn't have been that easy…right?

And much like most things he did, Midoriya broke expectations when he shook his head. "Of course not. A couple hours of sex for me would be easy."

However, with that now laid open, the two stared at each other, their arousal forgotten as they started to put the clues together, clues that they never even noticed.

Burying her head in her hands, Hado felt a rare burst of embarrassment and shame. "…How the hell did we never figure that out?" Thinking back, how the fuck did she never notice that he was still rock hard when she pulled off him? Why had they only ever done positions that put her on top for her to do that?

"I…I have no clue…but I've been told I can be slow on the uptake with the obvious stuff." Midoriya was equally displeased in himself, as Hado had always looked disappointed. Still, he had never put the clues together that it wasn't because he was 'too energetic' but more because she thought he wasn't energetic enough.

If Gran Torino heard this, he could already hear the old man's voice: 'First you can't figure out One for All, and then you only start using your legs after your near shatter your arms, and now this? You're just as a meat-head as Toshinori!'

But then their embarrassment gave way to amusement as they started laughing at themselves. Here they were, Hado in just her underwear and heels, Midoriya shirtless and belt unready undone, laughing like they had just heard the funniest joke of the week.

"Well, since we're both nothing but a couple of perverts that can go the distance, let's enjoy this and call it out new first time." Hado used her quirk to float overhead. Midoriya never got tired of seeing those bright, yellow swirls of energy. It was even better when they highlighted just how soft, plump, yet firm Hado's curvy body was.

"I don't think that's how it works." Nevertheless, he tore his pants to pieces like he did her dress. He didn't have the patience to take them off any other way. His underwear soon followed, which left his penis rising proudly.

Hado's face grew all the more flushed when she saw it, as Midoriya, despite being on the smaller side of boys, had a dick that was amazing as he was, long, thick, hot to the touch, and as hard as iron. It wasn't even his dick, but his entire body as those scare-covered muscles and slim build did things to her she couldn't put into words.

Laying on his bed, she presented herself to him, shifting her soaked panties to the side to show her slit to him, her carpet matching the curtains, but like her hair, it was well-trimmed, giving an excellent view of her honey pot. "Don't care, not get over here and fuck me! You've already torn up my favorite sundress, so you better blow my back out in payment."

"Yes, mam!" Midoriya near saluted but chose action instead as he was on her once more, his hand going for her pussy and started to fondle and tease it; she gasped and moaned at it, as his hands were as skilled as a pianist's at their craft. She tried to grab onto him, but his other hand grabbed both hers and held them above her head before he dived into her neck and started peppering it with bites and kisses; she'll be marked later, but dammit, did both of them find the idea hot.

Hado, through half-closed eyes, gasped out. "I told you to fuck me!" Her demands were silenced with another gasp as Izuku's fingers found her clitoris and started to sensually play with it.

Izuku laughed into her neck, giving another bite that bordered on pain and pleasure. "You also said that this will be our new first time, and what kind of man would just go in dry? Oh no, I'm going to loosen you up first." He told her, shifting to kiss her, swallowing her moans as his hand continued to drive her up a wall, but it was a wall she loved to climb.

"Tease." She breathed out when he broke away and attacked the other side of her neck.

"Don't act like you don't like it," He retorted, his fingers gently squeezing on her clitoris, her nerves bursting into flames from the pleasure of it as Midoriya kept repeating it. "Say it, say what you like!" Izuku demanded, taking every piece of new land as he could as they had never been like this before. They'd always been too timid and nervous for such aggressive lovemaking, but now that they knew what the other was like, they would take this all the way and further still.

"I love it, Goddammit; I love your scarred hands on me; I love feeling you." Hado cried out in pleasure, her chest heaving with hurried breaths, catching Izuku's eye as she looked at her bountiful chest. She had been busy since they met, but he had no idea how much her costume and bra did to keep her proper size hidden.

But with those gone, he could appreciate in full just how large her breasts were, yet they could retain their shape, topped with cute nips which he had spent a few times suckling, and he wanted to do that again.

"Keep her arms above your head." He ordered her as he released her wrists, with Hado wishing he didn't say that so she could hold onto his head as he cupped one of her breasts, his hand covering a good part of it but not the entire thing as he gripped at it, shifting his hand around to message it and play with her nipple while his head attacked her other one.

She let out a loud, throaty moan that would have been so out of character for the girl everyone thought of as someone mentally a child. Still, it only made Izuku all the more eager to make her moan more because she did it for it because of him and that, more than being chosen by All Might to be the 9th, more than being the lynch-pin to their plans against the League, was an extreme ego boost.

His efforts yielded fruit as her juices started streaming down her inner thighs faster, which only made his hand work faster as he switched out his fingers for his thumb to play with her clitoris as 2 of his fingers went in for the kill, diving straight in and going for every weak spot he knew about in reach, which made her moan like a whore, her back bending and pushing her chest forward, shoving her breasts more into his face as he eagerly tasted and played with them, once one tit was lathered up in saliva, he pulled back, letting the cool air smack into her sensitive nip as he went for the other one.

Hado's ensure body tensed up, her voice coming out in gasps and moans as she begged him to continue, rubbing her thighs together, trying to keep his hand firmly in her crotch as she could feel it; tension was building in her stomach, and crotch, building as he continued to please her. "I'm nearly there, don't stop, Izuku; take me there, make me cum!"

"Your wish is my command." He whispered into her tit, his hot breath causing her to shiver as he doubled his efforts, making her scream as the tension gave way. She came, her pussy letting out a burst of nectar that his hand largely took, but she still squirted all over her thighs and his bed. Izuku didn't stop even as she rode the highs of her orgasm; now that he knew she could keep up with his insane sex drive, he wanted to test that as he kept on playing with her squirting pussy, squeezing her clit and feasting on her tits till after what felt like hours, she finally ceased.

She looked like a mess, her neck covered in love bites that stood out against her fair skin even in their early stages. Her breasts were much the same, glistering with his saliva, while her crotch and thighs were awash with her cum. She looked like the most beautiful woman in the world to him.

Hado could tell, as his eyes were hungry for her, and she proved that she had more in a tank-much more when she recovered from that explosive orgasm in seconds and flipped them around, Midoriya being the one to help as she displayed that hard-earned strength. Her long periwinkle hair formed a curtain that shrouded her face if one were to stand to the side. Still, Midoriya saw it in full as she bit her lip, matching his ravenous carvings, and she dived in and started to kiss him. The two rubbed their bodies against each other like they were trying to fight, hands all over one another.

For Izuku, his hands grasped her hair, pulling it enough that she whined, but also gyrated her hips against his groin harder, Hado loving feeling how his burning iron rode of a dick pressed up against her still sleek pussy, his shaft separating its lips just a little, exposing both of them to greater pleasure as she worked it. Izuku's other hand went right to her butt, Hado having been blessed with the complete package, not just a large bust, but wide, soft hips and a big firm ass which Izuku thoroughly enjoyed by palming it.

"Let me treat you, Izu-baby." Nejire's words, along with that enchanting look in her eye, shattered his will, not that he would have fought her on that as he continued to grind against him, her hands resting on his torso and feeling him up, leaving how firm he was, how much power was packed into such a small frame. 'Well, not all of him is small.' Hado perversely thought to herself as she felt up his dick with just her pussy, and even as she moved back and forth on it, she never got all the way from the base to its tip. Such was its size.

Stopping, Izuku let out such an adorable fusion of a cute, aggressive cry. She remained still for a moment longer than he wanted, milking the moment before she returned to it. Still, instead of sawing on it, she twisted her wide, bountiful hips side to side, Izuku showing his appreciation with a deep throaty moan.

"Oh God…Your quirk…it must make you a succubus as a side-benef-it." Izuku groaned. His dick pulsated with desire.

"Thanks, but it's all skill." Nejire laughed at his comments, but her voice, so soft yet so filled with lust, only made him want her more as she felt up his chest, tracing every cut, every scar he earned in training and protecting lives. "You, of all people, should know when I get curious, I thoroughly research it till I'm satisfied." She smiled at him, her eyes nearly glowing in the darkness cast by her hair.

Izuku laughed, though it differed from what his friends or family would hear. A voracious, lustful sound that made Nejire wetter as she continued to shift side to side on him, picking up the speed. "I love how studious you get, so you dare stop." He palmed her ass checks in both hands. Like her breasts, they were too big for him to fully hold, but he could hold enough as he slapped one of them, a wet clap echoing through the space.

Gasping at the act, she got even faster, with Izuku slapping her other cheek harder than the first. "Why would I do that? We're not stopping till I'm fucked out of my mind, but I need to care for your needs, too, to pay you back."

A reversal of before, it was now Nejire making Izuku gasp, moan and curse as she continued to move around on his dick, pressing herself harder against it, letting the heat it gave off flow into her as she switched things up once more, moving in all directions, no set pattern, no set speed all to drive him up the wall, but also to chase after her own orgasm as she felt it building back up as his dick kept on teasing her clitoris, and Izuku's hands on her body never ceased to add to that.

If he wasn't palming her breasts and playing with her nipples, he was slapping her ass, the blows coming fast and so hard that she was sure he was trying to turn her cheeks red. "Izu-baby, I need to be able to sit, you know." She softly reminded him, lifting herself up just a little before slamming back down on his dick before it could shoot back up like a pillar, his bed creaking under the impact.

"No," Izuku growled back at her, his lust overtaking everything else as he kept on slapping her ass, each one like a gunshot as he would message it to soothe it before landing another. "Your ass needs to be marked; your entire body has to be signed by me." She let out more nectar at that, how she could reveal such a beastly side to the typical near inhumanly polite and sweet hero student.

"Is this how the Hero Deku will treat all his female fans?" She asked him, breathes but still moving like a woman processed. "Will you tear their clothes off and make them dance on your dick?" She felt his dick pulse that; she knew he had fans of the fairer sex-you'll need to be blind not to notice it. From that tall glass of water fox woman to even the adorable mushroom girl in class B, plenty of people eyed him like she did.

"Fuck no," His response made her all the more eager to fuck him; it was a guttural response, one robbed of higher brain function as he surrendered to the desire to just fuck and fuck till he got his satisfaction. "This is for you. Only you."

Nejire smiled like a complete bitch there. Yeah, her man had admirers, same as she had male fans-but they would never experience Izuku Midoriya; that was hers and hers alone, and she knew she was the only one that could get him this horny, this intense. She rewarded that love for her by slamming into his dick as if she were riding it, her pussy taking a beating as his dick hit like a battering ram, but that only made her moan out with him.

Izuku's dick was surrounded by hot, sweet wet pussy juices. At the same time, her soft thighs rested atop him, his hands on her ass, which he just slapped and soothed without thought, his pleasure deriding through no small part in giving her pleasure as they chased their orgasms, Izuku's dick getting hotter as he felt his balls start to twitch, a load ready and waiting in the chamber.

"Does it feel good? Do you like the feeling of my pussy slapping and grinding into your dick?" She asked him, close to coming but wanting to see him reach that perk as well, knowing it was close to how his dick seemed to be close to exploding.

"Yes, I'm close-so close." He breathed out, trying to hold out against her relentless assault so she would finish first; Nejire laughed as she fell atop of him, her breast rubbing against his chest as she hugged him close and got to the final stretches, grinding against him to bring them both to that peak.

"Let it out." She whispered to him, and just like that, they were both done as they let out simultaneously moans and cries as they came. Nejire squirted all over his ride, dousing it, his thighs and bed as she kept moving, riding her orgasm for all that it was worth. While at the same time, Izuku was blasting his cum between them, his dick aimed up meant that his chest and her breasts took the burnt of it as she wrung him for every bit he had before she finally calmed, leaving them both breathless, sweaty and covered in bodily fluids.

Finally ceasing his assault on her now red ass, Izuku's hands moved up her body till they settled on her face, pulling her in for a kiss, much less ravenous than their earlier ones, this being slower, deeper, and more romantic than sexual.

She leaned into it, enjoying the moment of romance in the sea of lust-filled debauchery. And for most, this would be enough; even if no penetration happened, they had both gotten a lovely time from it.

But when they broke from their loving kiss and looked at one another in the eye, they saw that the beasts within were far from sated, and they loved how they weren't the only ones. Nejire ground herself against his dick, still as hard and hot as ever as she knew now that a single burst wouldn't be enough. Izuku's hands went down her sides, cupping her breasts and hips, feeling how eager she felt against him, her pussy still leaking like it hadn't been made to come twice.

They didn't speak as Izuku got up, with Nejire in his hands, the woman laughing as she wrapped her legs around him once more as he marched over to the wall, slamming her into it with a hard thud which made her tinge on the inside. "Yes, I love it. I need more, Izu-baby, I need more!" Nejire moaned as she ground against him, his cock trapped between their mexxy bodies.

His hands on her ass, he squeezed them as he lifted her just a little, enough that his large dick was able to move to line up with her pussy, something she helped with by reaching down and holding it in place. "I have more to give, so don't think you'll be leaving here soon or be able to walk." Izuku, without warning or mercy, slammed her down on his dick the fastest he had ever entered her.

She didn't scream in pain, but she screamed out in ecstasy at how rough he was, how he just rammed his way deep into her most sacred place. At the same time, Izuku let out a deep groan from his stomach; as his girlfriend was tight, her pussy could message his dick in ways that he could never describe-he knew that. Still, with both letting their freaks out, it felt even better than usual.

Izuku thanked the fact that he had already blown a load as he threw back his head and cursed. "Sweet God, fuck, this is incredible!" He gripped her ass even tighter and started fucking her while lifting and dropping her onto his dick in unison with his thrusts, his dick would pull out till just the tip remained inside before he would come roaring back, each time her back would hit the wall with a thud, knocking some of his All Might figurines down and onto the floor but neither noticed nor would care.

Nejire laughed breathlessly as she worked with him; he carried her so she would twist her lower half around, nearly belly-dancing on his dock. When he slammed her into the wall while burying that thick, hot, hard cock into her, she would roll her hips more, grinding him and forcing his dick to come into contact with every bit of her pussy.

"So big, keep going, Izu-baby-fuck, keep going!" Nejire moaned, pulling him into a kiss as it only got more intense, the force of his thrusts growing as now her being slammed into the wall had the entire thing shaking, cracks forming from where her body was being thrown repeatedly into the wall.

"I won't, Neji-not when you're so damn tight and warm. God, it's like you want to rip my dick off!" Izuku cried back to her through their kissing, the woman pulling at his hair, Izuku hissing as his head was forced back, letting Nejire attack his neck for a change and leave her mark on him.

That only added to how sensitive he was right now, as her cunt was like a hot vice made up of so many different pieces that squeezed and shifted around his pistoning cock. Then, there was her plump body held close to him. Whenever they came together with a grunt, moan, and cry as her nectar leaked out, he felt every piece of her on his body. It just made him fuck her even harder, no longer caring to hold back or be gentle as she was crying out for more, for him to be harder, rougher with her.

So he did; he got rougher with her; his thrusts came with greater force and speed as he slammed into her like she was little more than a sex doll for his pleasure and nothing more. Nejire loved all of it as throughout the entire time, she was screaming in hedonism delight as finally she had a sexual partner that could keep up with her ridiculous sex drive, someone that could give it to her as hard as she wanted, and she wanted it to only get harder. So what if she had bruises? If she had trouble walking after this? That was for future-Nejire to figure out; present,-Nejire was having her brains fucked out.

Izuku kept at it, losing track of time through it all; it could have been just a few minutes, it could have been a few hours, he didn't know as he focused on the woman in his arms, on the feelings she was lighting up across his nerves as he felt his dick twitch once more, her tight, hot walls drawing him to another climax, even as he bit the inside of his cheek to try and distract himself, to make this last longer.

He couldn't speak, not if he wanted to last. Still, his eyes went down to her chest, which bounced with their movements, enticing and distracting him as he realized it was a lost battle. However, he could still go out with a bang as he shifted her just a little, which made her scream as his dick was now hitting different spots as he dived into her chest, devouring her breasts, jumping from one to another.

"Neji-fuck, I'm close!" He ground out, his hot breath hitting her wet nipples again and drawing her closer to her peak. Midoriya, in the back of his mind, realized that he wasn't wearing a condom, but the forefront of his brain didn't care.

"Cum in me, Izu-baby! I want to feel your cum in me; make me a mother!" Nejire cried back at him, the twist of nerves in her gut about to explode. She recalled that she hadn't taken any contraceptions before and that her boyfriend wasn't wrapped up, but she just wrapped her legs tighter around him to make damn sure he didn't cheat her by pulling out.

That was all he needed to hear. With his face buried in her chest, lips latched onto her nipple, he bit down on it and drove his dick as far as it could go, slamming her so hard into the wall that the already cracked-covered thing gave way, and they all the way through.

Once more, they cried out as one as they came, Izuku shooting her full of his cum, his dick pulsating as it fired shot after shot into her pussy that, through its orgasmic spasms, milked him like a machine. Once they calmed down, they were able to come to and see what happened.

Looking around, they realized that they had pulverized the wall between Izuku's and Aoyama's rooms. They also learned that their bow was naked, sweaty, and on his floor, a floor which they were stained with their cum.

The sensible thing would have been to stop. Still, when Nejire could feel that Izuku was even harder inside of her, and he could feel how tight she was, the sensible idea was out the window. It wasn't even a full 20 seconds before Nejire flipped them around, so she mounted him, lifting herself up, letting more of his cum leak out now that the plug that was his dick was loosened, only to brutally slam herself back down on him.

She immediately fell back into a familiar position, but unlike the other times, she was riding him like her life depended on it, treating him like she did one of her dildos. "We're not stopping." Nejire growled at him, her face turning into a snarl that should have terrified anyone, if not stunned them, to see her make such a face to anything but the worst villains.

Izuku just felt himself growing harder as he grabbed onto her waist to help wiggle her around as she rode him. "Back at you, no bounce, so I can watch those breasts dance." She laughed at his retort but followed it anyway, leaning back so that her hands were on his legs so that he would have a better view of her chest and to make it so that his dick was hitting some of her more neglected weak points.

Riding him, her blue eyes darkened with ever-building lust as even though she had come trice already, she still wanted more, and if anything or anyone tried to stop her, they'll be hell to pay as her pussy gripped at his dick as she panted as she rode him, impacting with his pelvis with more force then most would find comfortable, but Izuku, her Izu-baby took it with stride, fuck, his eyes were screaming at her like they were saying 'Was this all you got? I fucked you through a wall.'

She made her move, never one to back down, not in a degenerate contest like this. "Hey, Izu-baby, I want to try something." She asked him, her smile both sexy and cute at the same time as she smashed their groins together with wet echoes going off each time.

"Would it be sexy?" Izuku asked her.

"Sexy as fuck," Izuku noted that she didn't tell him what it was, but that only made him all the more curious to see it. Nejire always had the best surprises, both in the bedroom and out of it. "Want to see it?" She whispered, but he heard it all the same as his dick twitched inside her.

"You have to ask?" She smiled before raising her arms over her hand. Familiar yellow swirls of energy started forming, spiraling off her arms and into the air. Then, like a lightning strike, she increased the force of them fivefold, using the same technique she used to fly and hover to send her hips down like a meteor.

Feeling the impact, even as it drove him into Aoyama's carpet, he felt a little pain. Still, everything else had his nerves on fire as she did it again, trying to work out a groove before she used it regularly. Her swirls lit up the dark room, reflecting off all the mirrors Yuga had around the place and giving him a light show he wouldn't forget for the rest of his days.

"All Might's beard!" He moaned, feeling like her pussy had only gotten tighter as she crashed into him with so much force one could probably hear the thumbs over their moans and cries from the stairway.

Her eyes washed with lust and the sweet feeling of victory, Nejire continued to ride his cock, using her quirk to boast her power to match what someone with a strength quirk could do if they could keep their brains unfucked as fuck, was this a new and welcomed feeling, she could already feel her climax forming once more, one of many she was sure. "Don't quit on me now, Izu-baby! I'm not stopping till I'm done!"

Watching her ride him, Izuku drank the sight of her breasts bouncing along with her. He wanted his hands on them, but he also wanted something else, an idea that he thought his stamina queen of a girlfriend would love. "Turn around."

"What?" Nejire asked as she continued to bounce on his lap, her spirals adding so much power to her drops that the floor had already started to creek.

"Turn around, I want to watch that ass bounce." Izuku breathed out, feeling her squeeze his disk near the end.

"So demanding, I like it." She smirked at him, her face flushed, but she still did it. Having to sadly cease her riding, she kept his dick inside her as she turned around, leaving him with a perfect view of her ass as she started to ride him reverse cowgirl now. "You like what you see?" She asked, looking over her shoulder, seeing how his eyes locked onto her ass, still red from all those slaps he hit her with.

"Always, but I like what I can feel better," Izuku smirked as he got up, catching her off guard even if she kept her arms up to continually fire off spirals of energy. Izuku started to ravage her neck once more while his hands settled on her breasts to aggressively torture them, pulling on her nipples, squeezing them between his fingers, groping them, or just slapping them around.

"You liar, you said you wanted my ass." Nejire pouted, though she moaned at the feeling of his scarred hands as he always knew what to do to get her wet.

"And I got it, and I'll get it for the rest of the night, but I also like your breasts. God, they're perfect, soft yet firm, large and as bubbly looking as you." She had a mini-orgasm at just how dangerous he sounded; it was like he was a different person, and in a way, he was. She took pride in being the only one who could bring out this side of him.

"I want to make them bigger." Nejire's face grew more flushed as she was made aware that she already had a healthy dose of his cum in her, most of it inside her womb. She couldn't recall if it was a safe day, but the thought that she would be impregnated by him and that they would have children made her heart flutter damned the idea that it was still too early for such.

"You know how to do that, so keep going, Izu-baby." She threw caution to the wind and continued to ride him, her blasts getting stronger as they slammed into the ceiling above while she drove him harder into the floor. Once more, time lasted all meaning as all that they could hear was their grunts and moans. All that they felt was one another's bodies coming together as his dick pierced deep into her pussy repeatedly; all they saw was one another as they started to make out over her shoulder, tongues dueling back and forth between their mouths.

Once more, Nejire felt the end was close as she leaned closer to him. "Izu-baby, I'm so close; take me there, take me there, please!" She begged him, Izuku's dick pulsing at that.

"You don't need to beg; I wouldn't stop now; I'm going to make you cum, fill you up and get back at it, you understand?" He replied as he felt like he was moments away from the end, so he started to assist her; one hand remained on her breast, playing with her nipple, while the other went south and pinched her clitoris; immediately, she screamed as she was forced that much closer to the edge.

"Fuck, there-right there!" Nejire continued to cry out as Izuku felt his damn come close to bursting it. As he tried to hold it in, to make her go before he did, but she squeezed on his dick just a little too hard, and his damn burst. He cried out as she slammed down into him, the impact doing the floor in and sending them down to the common area where they landed on the couch, but hardly noticed as he let loose inside her, his dick pressed against her baby chamber and bursting, the sensation of his large, shot shots of cum shooting into her threw her over the edge as she cried out in climax as well.

Her control over her quirk loosened as she sent out a massive blast of energy above. Through the hole they made, it crashed into the ceiling of Aoyama's room above, ripping it apart and exposing parts of Iida's room as his stuff fell over. A dozen glasses fell through the two holes and landed around them.

They were oblivious to this as she let loose her nectar all over his crotch and thighs as his cum become too much as the two loads mixed together, leaking out between the tiny spaces between her pussy lips and his dick. She leaned back, resting her sweaty back on his front as she turned her head to kiss him. The two took a moment to breathe, passionate making out, all while Izuku remained rock hard inside her.

"Think you can give me a blow job next," Izuku asked her, as Nejire thought about it, grinding and twisting herself on his cock, getting hisses and moans from him before she finally stopped playing with him and got up; the cum he had released into her leaking out all over the floor, but she tightened up her muscles there and kept the rest inside as she turned around and crawled up the couch, till his cock rested on her face as she kissed its side.

"I was getting a little hungry. It's a good thing my boyfriend always packs a meaty sausage."

They didn't stop for another 2 hours, and only then was it because Aizawa got reports from the security bots of the destruction, which they thought was another fight. Rushing over, he was stunned when he saw the state of the place: furniture and walls wrecked, the place a mess, and around the corner, he could hear sounds that could only mean one thing, and it wasn't a fight.

"What the HELL is going on here!?" The fury in the man's voice robbed both teens of any sexual desire and allowed clarity to take root once more as they realized just what the dorms looked like now. That Aizawa was there, pissed, and both were naked and dirty.

After they threw on some clothes and explained things, 4 things happened. First, Izuku was given 3 weeks of detention for the situation and barred from any hero classes for the next 2 weeks. The second was that he had to repair the dorms, without which he had more time since he was barred from hero classes. The third was that Nejire was banned from the U.A. unless invited by a member of staff, with the exception being All Might, just in case he tried to help his successor.

Finally, the fourth rule was the rule that now hangs proudly in the class dorm and will live on as a classic part of the story of Izuku Midoriya, the world's greatest hero, much to his chagrin.

Special thanks to my Patrons(s):

GodOfConquest91

Keeley Doolan

3rddynasty

Jacob Crispin Rincon

Francesco Alayza

LastCranel27

Oz Vesalius

Killerking

Frostcore

High Simp of Mephala

Malik Johnson

Broden Hammel

truenoble

Killerking

Alexei Barrett

rlp31-

ShelDrake

Yvetal247

Uknown Grimoire

p a t reon . com (slash) Ducksmakegreatminers