Night had fallen. It was a warm night, though one with a downpour of rain thanks to the season. They were probably going to have a busy day tomorrow, going out to explore the region and keep an eye out for potential dangers from mudslides and the like. Tiger had taken his turn in the bath first, preferring to bathe alone rather than share with Midoriya, more for Midoriya's sake than his own. Midoriya would follow him, then the ladies of the Pussycats Hero Agency would go last and clean up.
In the meantime, Mandalay and Pixie-Bob were making sure their intern's room would be comfortable. They didn't get all that many interns so it felt right to be considerate.
Well, that was how Mandalay saw it.
"Aww, he's got All Might undies! That's so cute!"
Pixie-Bob was more in it for snooping.
"Ryuko! You're a grown woman! Don't snoop through a boy's things like you're some teenager!" the red pussycat huffed as she prepared Midoriya's bedding.
"What can I say? Being around such a young hunk makes me feel young again too!" The blonde continued rummaging around his bag. "Hmm, no porn mags at all? That's a little surprising. Maybe he's the type to keep it on his phone?"
"Ryuko!"
"Come on, don't tell me you don't feel it too Miss Safe and Sexy."
Mandalay huffed louder. "It was a slip of the tongue!" Pixie-Bob's eyes lit up. "No, I can already see it on your—!"
"I'll slip him some tongue," the blonde replied, unheeding, sticking out her tongue in defiance.
"Ryuko..."
"Yeah yeah, I get it, be all professional, boring and pent up like you."
"I am not pent up!"
"Uhhhh-huh." Pixie-Bob's flat expression said all she needed to for how much she believed that. "Look, I get it. Kohta is a super cute kid," she said, perhaps sugar-coating it since the kid was understandably on the moody side, "And it's amazing you're taking care of him so well considering the work we do. But you're not taking any you time."
"I... I take plenty of me time," Mandalay insisted, but with so little certainty it was clear even she knew it was a lie as the words were coming out.
Pixie-Bob smiled. "You can take first shot at the kid if you want."
"What? No! Absolutely not! Just... Just stop snooping through his things. In fact, go away and I'll finish up by myself!"
"If that's what you want..."
Left alone, Mandalay cursed out her friend in her own mind. Saying all of those things, reminding her of all the things she was giving up. For work. For Kohta. Sure she made those choices herself, and Pixie-Bob and the other Pussycats were making the same choices. Maybe that was why Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll's behaviour was frustrating for her. They saw an opportunity and no matter how inappropriate, they were willing to take it. While Mandalay... Mandalay was doing the right and proper thing. Again. Putting herself last. Again.
It was right. But it was also frustrating and lonely, even with her best friends always with her. It wasn't the same as...
Never mind. Pixie-Bob put those thoughts in her mind, Mandalay just had to put them out again. Minutes later, she emerged from their intern's temporary room, out of the hallway and into the living area. "Is Yawara still in the bath?" she asked Ragdoll.
"Mmmmm... Nope!" Ragdoll answered with pinched lips as she sat perched on the kitchen counter. "He finished and went to bed early! Wanted to make sure he can get Midoriya up bright and early for some training!"
"Oh. Then Midoriya is in the bath?"
"Nope! He... He's in the restroom! Yep! Getting ready for bed! He was super quick in the bath. I think he's nervous!"
That made sense. Pixie-Bob had been throwing herself at him all day, there was no doubt he feared what might happen if he took too long in the bath. "In that case, I think I'll get started. Are you coming?"
"You go ahead! I'll wait for Ryuko! We need to talk about our indecent plans for how to seduce Midoriya!"
Mandalay glared. "Not going to happen. We are going to be professionals about this, understand?"
"If you say so!"
The most responsible Pussycat sighed, knowing it was a losing battle. The war would only be won with constant effort until Midoriya left their care. Well. It was effort she was determined to see through. No funny business would happen under her watch!
No funny business like someone hiding behind the counter feeding Ragdoll what to say.
Mandalay happily walked into the changing room for the bath, stripping out of her clothes bit by bit. Her boots, her skirt, her top. She took a moment to look at herself in the mirror, enjoying absent thoughts she would immediately discard. Wonderings as she took off her bra and panties, considering what a certain young man might think.
Probably... Not especially complimentary things. She was a little over the hill, after all. Pixie-Bob didn't like to think about it or admit it but they were all in their thirties. And all of them were having indecent thoughts about a much younger man. If he saw her like this... She was in shape, but there was a slight plumpness to her thighs and belly that wouldn't quite go away despite the hero's very active lifestyle.
So much in her disappointment over the natural ageing process, she didn't even glance at the used cubby as she grabbed a towel. With the towel under her arm, she entered the bath, happy for the chance to wash away the stresses of the day.
"Ah..."
Mandalay, Shino Sosaki, had the joy of experiencing a hundred different thoughts piling up in her mind at once as she saw a young man sitting on the washing stool. His hand had stopped moving, he had stood up out of surprise. He was.. Impressively built, even for a hero student and the water cascading over his body only made the image all the more appealing. Strong and defined muscles from head to toooooe—That was his penis. As fast as her eyes had travelled down, they shot right back up to the surprisingly large yet flaccid penis. She was looking at her intern's penis. She was staring at her intern's penis. She had to look away.
Very suddenly, as if to change track so she wouldn't have to follow the thought with action, more thoughts arrived as she stared at the twitching organ. This was Ragdoll's fault. This was— Ragdoll knew. Ragdoll always knew where everyone was. She knew he was still in here. She set this up. Her and Pixie-Bob.
It was swelling. Thickening. Hardening. Rising.
"Miss Mandalay?!"
Oh...
The multiple trains of thought all crashed into one another, leaving a devastating silence in her mind. And out of that silence, a whispered thought previously drowned out by the others. 'He can see you too.'
And he liked what he saw.
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Moments earlier
Izuku sat in the living area, waiting for his turn to use the bath. He had helped with the chores in the kitchen, wanting to make himself useful rather than sit around doing nothing, but now there was nothing left. A little while later, Tiger emerged. "Be ready, Midoriya! We will start bright and early for more training! After that I believe Mandalay will want to show you how we handle incident reports!"
Right. That was what heroes had to do when there was a dangerous situation they got involved in. It was how they justified subsidies from the HPSC based on how much work they did. "I'll be ready!"
"You can use the bath now, Midoriya," Pixie-Bob told him as she passed Tiger on his way into the bedroom hallway.
"Oh, thank you! I promise not to take too long!"
He rushed into the changing room, and hurried through undressing. Once he was done there was still Mandalay, Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll waiting their turns. He didn't want to inconvenience them too much when they were doing so much for him. A moment later he was sitting on a stool under the shower. He had meant to be quick but... He had underestimated just how bad today was. Running around all day, getting in the dirt and mud, he had to really scrub to get the grime off his skin, out of his hair. It was worth it though. It was the best first day of his internship he could imagine. Getting brought on multiple calls to see heroes in action from right beside them.
They were amazing. He was selling them short for saying they were shameless acting like they were at their age. They were real pros. And they were incredible.
The door opened.
...
The door opened?
His head turned and his eyes widened as he saw Mandalay standing there several steps into the bathroom.. A towel under her arm and not wearing a stitch otherwise. He leapt to his feet— Why did he leap to his feet?! He stood facing her, suddenly incredibly aware that he had absolutely nothing capable of covering himself to hand. His towel was sitting on a bench ready for when he was done. And so... It was a man and a woman openly staring at one another's complete nudity.
"Ah..."
Mandalay... She was a mature beauty. Not in a patronising or backhanded way. She was as beautiful as she was entirely because she was an older woman. Even shocked to her core, she had a gentleness and grace to her features. And her body... Curves. Comfortably large breasts with a touch of sag to them, yet still appealingly plump. Her thighs and tummy carrying just a little extra softness that only made her look all the more welcoming. Soft and comforting to hold. A small thatch of auburn curls marked the apex of her thighs and the treasure within.
His eyes travelled back up, past her kissable wine-red nipples, her equally kissable neck and lips, to her eyes. But hers didn't meet his. They were focused... Lower...
"Miss Mandalay?!" He tried to hide his rising erection with his hands but it was immediately obvious that it was a failed endeavour.
"... Right!" the coordinator of the Pussycats yelped, covering her eyes with one hand and her breasts with the other arm. "Sorry! I, Ragdoll said you— I should go! Sorry again!" She turned and, oh, her butt was just as nice as the rest of her.
He didn't want her to go. He desperately wondered what would happen if she didn't.
A part of him made a choice without giving the rest of him a say.
"Ahh!" Suddenly Mandalay stumbled backward as something pulled her.
"Ah!" Izuku lunged forward to catch her as she slipped, supporting her weight, preventing her from falling. Her skin was so soft... "I'm sorry! My, my quirk has a mind of its own sometimes! I'm really sorry!" Straightening her up, he got her back on her feet. "Are you okay?!"
"Yes..." With a force of will, he pulled his hands away from her shoulder and back before she turned around, an arm once again covering her breasts. "Your quirk?" she asked with suspicion.
"Uh, yeah, like... Earlier when you kissed me, part of me wanted it to last, and, in times like that my quirk can take over. I'm working on it! But..." He looked away. "When I saw you, it was... I'm really sorry."
"Because you saw me?" she asked with a doubting tone.
"You're really beautiful and..."
"I thought your quirk was to pull heat."
"To pull... Things I think are hot. It doesn't... Have to be literal." She was so close. A distance of inches, not feet. A wrong move and she would be touching it. A little closer and her erect nipples would be scraping against his chest.
"You think I'm 'hot'?"
"You're amazing."
She laughed. "An old lady like me? You're a weird kid." She wasn't that old, but that felt like the wrong thing to say, so he said nothing. "This is... I shouldn't be in here. It's inappropriate." She wasn't telling him. There was no need to tell him. She was telling herself.
"I guess."
"You're our intern."
"Yeah."
She raised a hand, placed it against his chest.
Izuku imagined a scenario, one of the other Pussycats barging in to interrupt. To stop what was happening right in its tracks as Mandalay inched just a little closer, his erection poking and grinding up against her belly.
No interruption came.
"I'm the worst," Mandalay whispered as she leaned forward. He met her in the middle to bring their lips together. Bring their bodies together. She was just as soft as he had imagined, her skin, her lips, so sweet. An image of Kyoka flashed into his mind for an instant... But what guilt was there? She told him to do this. No, she demanded he do this.. Why would he say no after they both reached this point, with nothing and no one telling him not to?
Under the spray of the shower, he caressed her body as her lips parted to meet his tongue with hers. "Mm..." So many lessons with Nana, teaching him how to find what his partner liked. The very first lesson was that all women appreciated different things, whether applied to relationships or sex. Even so, his hours to eternity of dream practice with another beautiful hero had him testing those certain sensitive spots first. Dragging a finger along her spine, his other hand stroking her hip. "Ha..." She pulled away from the kiss, smiling at him. "You have a little experience?"
"A little... Not with everything though," he admitted.
Her smile had that same comforting warmth he recognised in her. "I'm honoured. Okay. Show me what you know."
What he knew? He knew to learn. And so as their kiss reignited, his analytical mind focused on learning all he could from her reactions. Her thighs were quickly noted as a favoured focus. He lifted one of her legs, not to progress things as she thought but to make sure he could continue stroking her thigh. At the same time, his shaft slid under her lips, feeling the light friction of her hair with the slippery softness of her lips. "Hm, not bad! Ah!" She broke the kiss so he moved to kissing her neck, her collarbone, gently nipping at the skin. "W-Wait, don't leave marks!" Hm. Much as her moan said she liked it, he followed her plea, moving down her body to kiss and taste her breasts, one hand sliding between her legs to gently play with her clit. "Ah, oh, okay, you know some things!" she admitted with a laugh and a smile.
She grinned as he pushed her back and down to sit on the bench. Her legs spread. Her body ready for him. But her grin slipped a little as he lowered himself down. Kneeling between her legs as he pressed his face, his lips, against her sopping pussy. It was a new and interesting scent, not quite the same as Nana's and far more real. Naturally, the taste wasn't as sweet as her other set of lips, but the sounds she made as she realised he knew what he was doing down there made up for it.
"Midoriya!" she called his name as her hand found its way to the back of his head, encouraging him. Her other hand squeezing her breast. "You're, hah, you're way too good at this! Hah!" Gasps of pleasure as he tongue danced over her clit, then slipped into her slippery folds, delving as deep as he could. "Mm! Just, keep, mm!" Struggling with words, her hips gyrated, mashing her pussy against his face. She was desperate. How much was surprise and how much was needing this? He got the feeling it had been a while from everything she had said. That belief in mind, Izuku gave his all, tongue-fucking her pussy, stroking her inner walls as deep and as thoroughly as he could. "C-Close! I'm so close!"
... Giving his all...
Fighting against her hand a little, he pulled away. Returned his attention to toying with her clit. "Mm, ah! Mido... Ri...!" And then, called on his quirk. It felt like a stupid thing to use it for, but he wanted to give this woman an experience she wouldn't forget. Touching his tongue to her clit, he once again flicked at it, back and forth, faster and faster. "Ah, w-wait, ah!" And faster. "Ah! Midoriya! Mi-do, ah!" Faster! "Ah! Ahh! Ahh, M-Midoriy-ahhhh!"
Mandalay's hips bucked violently, throwing him away from her as her pussy juice squirted all over him. Without him, her own fingers kept stroking her clit to keep the intensity of her orgasm going for as long as possible. Her hips bounced on the bench as if fucking herself against an unseen organ.
"Aha-aha-ha-ha..." Shuddering laughter, a terrified but blissful grin on her face. "A little experience you said?!" she asked, incredulous.
"Yeah..."
"Ha... Come here," she said, beckoning him with a finger. Izuku leapt to his feet and moved over her. His cock still standing proud and even throbbing with need. "I'm still sensitive, heck, after that I'm probably gonna be sore in the morning. But I want that inside me now, understand?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
No hesitation. he lowered himself over her, took hold of his length and slid against her pussy, trying to find purchase. It took a couple of tries, each bringing a feeling of embarrassment, but soon enough, "Ngh, that's it! Hah!"
He... Was inside her. A woman he just met today. Technically his boss. And he just lost his virginity to her.
"Keep going, Midoriya," she insisted, looking up at him. "Give me all of it."
Nodding shakily, he pressed further in, feeling her twitching pussy wrap around every inch of his shaft. Caress him like her body was welcoming him inside her. Deeper and deeper until he hit a barrier. "Like that?"
"Yeah, just like that, you're doing great," she praised him with a tired smile. He smiled back, relieved. This part was all new to him. It felt incredible, so hot, so warm, so tight. He wanted to... But he wasn't sure if... "It's okay," she assured him, putting his worries aside with her next words. "It's not usually good to do, but this time, go wild."
"Go... Wild?" he asked, uncertain.
"I don't care how sore I am in the morning. Fuck me, Midoriya. Pound me until I forget my own name."
This... Was an intense side of Mandalay he didn't know existed. But he wasn't going to tell her no with that look in her eyes. "O-Okay!" His hips pulled back, and then before he could register just how good that movement felt, the push inside her brought its own pleasure. Pulling back it was like her pussy didn't want to let go, and pushing in it was like it was begging him to stay. An intoxicating mixture of sensations that he was sure he could never get enough of. "Here I go!" That first uncertain movement quickly gained confidence and with that confidence came the sucking sounds of driving in and out of her soaking pussy. Her body jostled with the thrusts. But far from showing discomfort, Mandalay wrapped her legs around his back as if demanding more. Demanding he never stop.
The bathroom was filled with the sounds of wet slaps, of Mandalay's moans as he pumped his hips, as his shaft split her open over and over again. Yet it wasn't enough. "I thought I told you to go wild!"
"I—!"
"Harder! Fuck me, Midoriya!"
He moved faster. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her to have better leverage, his lips once again latching onto her neck. More secure, his hips moved. It was uneven, inexperienced, desperate, but he rammed inside her with full force thrusts as fast as he could. "Unnnh! That's it, Midoriya! Fuck me! I need this! I need this!"
"Miss Mandalay! I, I'm close to—!"
"F-Fuck, unh, I don't care! Do it! Do it inside! Fill me up!"
It wasn't like he had a choice this late anyway! With a few more frantic thrusts he pushed tight against the barrier inside her. "Miss Mandalay!" Relief, pleasure, flowing out of his tip as he filled her pussy, as he flooded her womb. His hips jerked, initiating a couple of tiny pumps into her, as if to delve just that little bit deeper, to make sure. To coax each fresh jet of cum out of him and into her.
"... Hah... Heh..." Mandalay laughed weakly. "I'm a bad teacher."
"I think you're the best teacher I've ever had, Miss Mandalay."
"You're biased."
Izuku didn't know what to do with the awkward afterglow. This, it probably didn't mean anything romantically. It was fun but it wasn't like he was suddenly the boyfriend of a woman in her thirties and he was pretty sure she didn't want that. Neither of them had to say it though. Maybe that was how it was supposed to be?
They washed together under the shower spray, then Mandalay told him to soak for a while, just to keep away suspicion of the others.
-(-)-
Mandalay... Felt sore. The best kind of sore.
But also maybe the best kind of stupid.
What even possessed her to do that, she wondered as she got dressed in her soft and fluffy sleepwear, ready for bed. She blamed... Well. She wanted to blame Ryuko and Tomoko, but even if they conspired to get her naked in the bath with their intern, she was the one who didn't immediately leave. She was the one who... Who decided to indulge herself with him. It felt good to be desired. It felt good to feel sexy. It felt good to... It felt good to feel really, really good. That boy's tongue... Wow. She almost didn't believe him when he said he was a virgin but no. That was definitely his first time.
Mandalay felt awful for taking that. It should've been with a girl his own age. But Midoriya certainly didn't seem to mind at all. A fact that just made her feel all the more desirable.
"Coming around the last bend, it's the forty to one Mandalay, she's coming up on the finish line and it's Mandalay crossing the line in first place!" Pixie-Bob cheered from behind the kitchen counter in a ridiculous announcer voice.
"Shut up."
"How good was he?" the blonde asked with a grin. A grin that slipped off her face as Mandalay didn't answer vocally, but her body language said it all. Especially how gingerly she moved. "Oh wow, that good, huh?"
"I'm a terrible person."
"You're a woman with needs. Did he mind at all?" No answer. "Didn't think so."
"So it's open season on the intern now, right?" Ragdoll asked with a grin of her own.
Mandalay knew she no longer had a leg to stand on here. Not with how she'd be limping tomorrow. "Just... Don't go too crazy."
"Shino!" Pixie-Bob gasped in mock offense betrayed by her eager smile. "What kind of women do you think we are?!"
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