Chapter Sixty-Four
And, finally, our summer vacation had started. The Japanese school system worked on a three-term system instead of the four-term one I was used to from my first life, but we still had a bit of a summer vacation nonetheless, from early July up until the beginning of September, a solid month and a half of no school to do whatever I wanted.
In theory.
In actuality, I was going to be busy.
I had a meeting with Mei in the morning to work on various items, including the low-key defensive gear I'd asked her for, before we left for the I-Island expo. With class over, technically we weren't supposed to be in the Development Studio, but we both knew that wasn't going to stop Mei. We had special dispensation from Principal Nezu, explicitly because of our invite to the Expo, something that happened occasionally, but rarely.
Really, it was the fact that both of us, technically Support Course students, even if my designation was entirely honorary, made it to the final of the Sports Festival that had secured us the invite as inventors. Support Technicians were a dime a dozen, but ones that actively used their own gear were a league apart. The kind of, as Power Loader put it, spine that such a thing took was as rare as it was valuable.
Ostensibly, it was because, as people that have used their own gear, we weren't going to do stupid things that were counter-intuitive, or clunky, or otherwise make mistakes that even some professional support item creators often made. The people who did those things were the technicians that were gifted, but arrogant about it, expecting the Heroes that used their gear to change their entire approach to fit the item, instead of the item being made around the hero's style.
I'd directed the man to Mei, who did exactly those things, but the Pro Hero had just laughed and pointed out that, when making items to make items, that wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but the gear we'd made for Midoriya, Uraraka, and myself proved that she could shape the item to the user.
But that was going to start tomorrow. I had a week before the I-Island expo, where I knew that something was going to happen, but no idea what. I hadn't watched the movie, hell, I hadn't even seen the trailer, only hearing about the movies second-hand, and not even the plot, just a joke that the first movie was on I-island, and the second was on an actual island, because the movies were effectively 'islands' themselves, not connected to the mainland of plot.
Only, apparently, they were connected, and I was running right into the first one completely blind. I'd done my research, and I-Island had a lot of internal security, and, as some rando, there was nothing I could do to help, especially considering I had no idea what was actually going to happen.
"Come on, Sparky!" Mina chastised, smiling from her seat next to me. "You've got that 'I'm worrying 'bout stuff I can't change' look on your face again. Relax! The finals are o-ver! And we passed! Somehow!"
Momo, on the other side of the table, frowned. "Do you know which questions you got incorrect on the Final? I had thought we had prepared sufficiently, but-"
"YaoMomo!" my girlfriend whined. "The test is over. And I did better than half the class? For me? That's amazeballs!"
Finding myself smiling back even without meaning to, I shook my head. "You're not dumb, Mina. You just were missing some key foundational concepts. Once you got those, you picked up the things you couldn't previously understand fairly quickly."
"I also had a great tutor," the pink skinned girl grinned. "One who really knew how to. . . motivate me," she added with a salacious eyebrow waggle.
Momo nodded. "Yes, I've found that having the correct instructor can make all the difference," she noted. "I have a great deal of experience doing such things by myself, but doing it with others is much more enjoyable."
"That's true 'bout a lot of things," Mina winked. "Like eating out!"
"Indeed, meals are best when shared," the home-schooled girl agreed, motioning towards the empty plates on our table. We'd taken the day after Finals off, and while we'd gotten our new rankings (Momo was first, I was second, and Mina was eighth in the class), we'd dedicated it to relaxing. A bit of time walking around the mall, a movie (Horror, as Mina had won the three-way rock-paper-scissors match), and a decent dinner.
It was early evening now, which left the question of what to do next.
"Oh, how about karaoke?" Momo asked. "Mina says the two of you do it often, and you said you did not want to do it without her. Now we can!" she smiled, pleased with herself for remembering my in-the-moment excuse for why the two of us weren't going to do what had kinda weirdly developed into pseudo-foreplay with my lover.
I looked to Mina, for an excuse not to, but the pink-skinned devil just leaned up against me, reaching under the table to squeeze my thigh as she smirked. "I'm glad you didn't want to without me, Sparky, but now that I'm here that sounds great! I'm happy to include YaoMomo in whatever we do."
... I don't know why I was expecting anything different, I sighed internally. My lover had made it very clear that she was interested in the creator, and she always got a bit keyed-up after a fight, even if that fight was yesterday. While I wasn't sure if Momo even liked me that way, Mina was pretty blatantly giving me the go ahead. However, rushing into things could ruin them, as I knew from experience, and as Mina and I were now biologically immortal, I could take my time.
When Momo turned a hopeful look my way, I found any reluctance crumbling though, and I nodded. "I did say that. Sure, why not?" I told her, the girl clapping her hands together in excitement.
Soon enough, we were in a private room, in the same place that Mina and I frequented, which, from the grin my girlfriend wore, was entirely on purpose. The guy manning the front desk, while Momo and Mina looked over the drinks catalog, had given me an approving nod of manly respect, and I had to keep myself from telling him that he'd gotten the wrong idea.
I was a little surprised that Mina put Momo between us on the couch, only to, when it was the dark-haired girl's turn to sing, send me a sultry look, a glance at Momo, and mime sucking my dick.
... Stay classy, Mina, I thought, rolling my eyes, but the over-the-topness of her motions did help break some of the tension that I'd been feeling, not sure what I was going to do now that I was here with Momo. I didn't know what to expect, so I'd started to stress, not sure what to do, and not sure what would be the wrong thing to do, just like I used to so often before coming to this world. But I knew that prim and proper Momo Yaoyorozu blowing me here in the karaoke room was not something that was going to happen. So, with the great unknown capped with 'well that's not a possibility', it helped me relax and just take things as they were.
Which, as I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, and from my girlfriend's smile, was exactly what she wanted me to do. That girl's too good for me, I thought, but there was no bite to it, just appreciation, as I joined her in cheering on Momo as she finished her song, the other girl seeming to be oddly nervous, but visibly brightening as we told her that she did a good job.
"That was great, YaoMomo!" Mina cheered, shooting to her feet and giving the other girl a hug.
"Are you sure?" the heiress questioned. "I looked for more of a classical opera, but the catalog did not seem to have anything in that style."
"Momo," I told her seriously, getting the girl's attention, "This isn't about putting on a performance, this is about having fun." Leaning over the table, I scrolled through the list. "How 'bout we all try something. Just don't laugh if I flub the lines," I smiled.
"I would never!" Yaoyorozu replied, aghast at even the thought of doing so.
Mina, ever considerate, just chuckled, "Don't worry Sparky, I'll laugh at ya enough for both of us!"
Momo turned a scandalized look the girl's way, before seeing my own smile, and realized that my girlfriend was teasing me.
"Alright," I said, flipping over to the English selection. Momo was fluent, if with a slight accent, and Mina was... passable, but slowly getting better. Scrolling through the 'top suggestions', I paused on 'Heard it through the Grapevine' until I saw the preview of the lyrics which was a firm nope. Let's not make the first group song one about infidelity and an ensuing breakup, thank you very much.
Going through a few more, I considered 'Hakuna Matata', but I wasn't sure either girl would be okay singing about being a smelly boar, so flipped over to the much safer 'Kickstart my Heart''.
"Oh, is this about cardiac problems?" Yaoyorozu asked.
I blinked, "No, it's metaphorical, I think? Don't think too hard about the actual content of the songs, Momo. It's more about just singing together than anything. Ready?"
"Are you saying I don't kickstart your heart, Sparky?" Mina pouted.
I smirked, "You both do, each in your own ways. Ready Momo?"
The girl had frozen, but blushed bright red, nodding. "I, yes, yes I am!" she emphatically agreed.
Setting the song to start, I stood, and, seeing that Mina still had an arm around the other girl, leaned in and did the same with one of my own, trapping Momo between us. "Okay then, let's get started," I smiled, as the opening guitar riff sounded, as the start of the song played on the screen that took up most of a wall, and as I enjoyed being with my girls.
MHA
Mina and I wished Momo a good night, as she got in her limousine, her family's driver having arrived to take her home. She'd wanted to invite us to stay over, but while Mina being over was fine, the same was not true for me, even after her parents were told that I was already in a relationship. Which, given Mina's polyamorous intentions, wasn't actually something that would matter, and I had to wonder if Momo's parents knew that already, or they thought so little of me.
Meh, I'm okay with it, I mentally shrugged, as this would just give me more time with Mina, and I had missed our times together, even with a few stolen moments here and there when we studied. While my parents were fine with Mina and I being together in my room, no matter how much I wanted to, I wasn't going to fuck her with my mother up and about in the house. The woman wasn't liable to pull a 'knock-knock-open' like my previous parents had so often, in my old life, the memories of that other me slowly blurring as time went on, but, if anything, her respecting my privacy made me more inclined to not want to abuse it.
So, both of us were a bit pent up, and we waited until just after Momo's ride disappeared around the corner before we turned to each other. "Hotel?" I asked.
"Hotel!" Mina emphatically agreed, grabbing my hand and dragging me off, not that she had to pull that hard. Walking into the love hotel, I was still surprised how chill the front desk attendant was, especially considering that, with how popular the UA Sports Festival was, they had to know we were underage, but she gave zero shits, just accepting my card and handing us the room key.
Waiting for the elevator was nearly tortuous, but we resisted, and Mina ran forward, holding out a hand for the key, which I tossed to her. She opened the door and darted, in, and I followed, finding her already shrugging off her shirt as I walked in the room, closing the door behind her, unbuttoning my shirt myself.
We were both shirtless when I thought, fuck it, and came up behind her, picking her up and tossing her onto the bed with ease.
"Sparky!" she whined happily, bouncing a single time before I was on her, kissing her, posting one hand on the sheets while the other snaked around her back, pulling her up off them to hold her tight as I kissed her.
As always, I enjoy her taste, hints of dinner apparent, but under that a flavor that was just her. Arching the hand holding her up, I gently but firmly knead the tense muscles in her back, causing her to squirm in my grasp. I'm still working on my technique, but Mina is more than happy to let me practice.
Well, normally she's happy to let me work. This time she reaches down, undoing my belt and taking off my pants. Pulling back, but still holding her, I smirk, "Impatient, are we?"
Before she can respond, I drop her back on the bed, trailing my hands down her sides to remove the capris she's wearing, the girl quickly unbuttoning her own pants and letting me drag them off her, along with her underwear.
I lean down, ready to get her ready, but as my face nears her sex she grabs me by the hair, and tugs me higher instead of pushing me down. I ask, "Not this time?"
Mina laughs, "Sparky, I was ready back when we had YaoMomo squished between us! I need you in me!"
Not one to argue, I quickly pull back and take off my pants fully, before moving back to her, taking a second to line myself up, and she gasps in pleasure as I start to slide inside. "Yes," she moans, tight and warm, clinging to me as I fully enter her.
An unexpected side effect of Body Talent was that we were now perfectly compatible, instead of being just a little too big, to the point it was uncomfortable. That means, holding tight to her, hilted completely, Mina sighs in shuddering pleasure, before pushing on my chest.
"Keep going," she urges, dark eyes full of desire, which flutter closed as I pull back, her sex tightening to try to keep me from moving, before I slam myself back, the heroine tough enough that all she feels is pleasure. "Harder!"
"If that's what you want," I grin, repeating the motion, again and again, Mina shuddering with each stroke, arms and legs wrapping around me to hold me tight, even as I overpower her to keep going. I let myself get lost in the action, my lover moaning wantonly in my ear as I pound into her.
Mina shudders, cumming, and I keep going through her orgasm, and she starts to come down from her first before she tightens again. My focus narrows as I take her from orgasm to orgasm, trying to hold back, to make this last as long as possible, until my lover comes down enough and realizes I'm still going. "Do it!" she urges. "Cum in me! Fill me!"
Those words push me over, and I lose control, pushing as deep as I can go before I paint her insides white, muscles twitching, and she cums again with a shriek, shaking hard as her nails dig into my back hard enough to draw blood.
Slumping, I hold her as I turn over, so she's on top of me, and relax.
For minutes, we just lay there, together, content, Mina practically purring like the cat that got the cream. "I needed that," she drawls with a lazy smile.
"Agreed," I second, sighing, before a thought finally occurs to me. "Um. Mina?" I ask, trying to keep the nervousness out of my tone.
I fail, as the pink haired girl, still slumped on my chest, opens one golden eye. "Yeah, Sparky?"
"You're on birth control, right?" I check, not having considered that aspect of what we were doing at all.
The girl chuckles. "Kinda late to be thinkin' of that, Sparky," she remarks.
"Pinky, that's not a no."
Her single opened eye slowly rolls. "Re-lax. Yeah, I am. Don't worry, I got on the pill before the USJ."
I start to nod, before another thought occurs. "But, Body Talent stops substances from working. Poisons, and medicines. So, a chemical contraceptive wouldn-"
"Sparky. Don't worry," she repeats, a little more seriously. "I can feel that thing working when I take the Pill, so I just let it work. It's pretty intuitive, ya know? Once you let something work, it keeps working. I could stop it working, but, as much as kids would be great, not now."
"Agreed," I sighed. "Sorry, Pinky. I should've known you'd handled it."
She sat up, stretching, and wiggling her hips a little, reawakening my softening member. "Damn skippy!" she grins. "But, if you've got the energy to worry, obviously you're ready to go again!"
Mina starts to bounce, and I'm momentarily entranced by the view before me, her breasts bouncing before my eyes. Unable to stop myself, I reach up, catching them and grasping them firmly, taking hardened nipples between my fingers and working them just as hard as she likes.
I'm rewarded with a gasping moan, and an unconvincing chastisement. "Sparky! I'm the one in charge this time!"
"You put that before me -ngh- and expect me not to touch?" I respond, as she tightens on me, on the edge of orgasm, but, smirking, I let go. "Fine."
My hands barely drop an inch before my lover catches them, pressing them to her breasts once more. "Spaaaarky! Don't tease me!"
"As you wish," I smile, grasping and pulling, as I buck upwards, and Mina cums, staying up through force of will as she shakes in pleasure, her sex squeezing as if to pull my own orgasm directly from me. But, while my copied regeneration lets me reharden with supernatural speed, I've still got a way to go.
My hands rise to her shoulders, and I pull her down into a kiss, holding her tight to me. She pants in my mouth, as I pull back slightly, and tease her. "You're right. I have more energy. And I've got you Right. Where. I. Want. You!" I promise punctuating each of the last five words with a thrust.
Mina, a goofy smile on her face, cries out in mock-horror, "Ohhhh, noooooo!"
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