Izuku didn't dream that night. Maybe it was a little weird for him to wish he had, like he was hoping Nana would congratulate him on losing his virginity, but with how encouraging she had been it was hard to deny the hope. She was most of the reason he wasn't a complete disappointment in that department, at least he hoped he wasn't. Mandalay seemed to like it a lot? But either way, it would be nice to get the chance to thank Nana for instructing him in how to please women.
What she never taught him though, was how to handle a situation like this.
Mandalay sat next to him in the Pussycats' office. Rows of cabinets full of files, a pinboard with known villains that had been seen in this and neighbouring prefectures, a computer that was maybe a little outdated in terms of what was currently available. It was the most functional room in the building. Meant for handling the business side of running the agency. The Pussycat coordinator wanted to show him the important work of outlining what was required after performing hero work.
"Don't worry, it looks intimidating but you get so used to it you'll be able to fill these out in your sleep," she said as she pulled up the... Fifteen page incident report form from the HPSC.
It felt bizarre for her to be so normal after what they did in the bathroom the previous night. He lost his virginity and she was acting like it hadn't even happened. Or, maybe that was how it was supposed to be? It was a big deal to him, but she was ollllll... Had more life experience than he did. It might've been his first time but it definitely wasn't hers. Sex was just part of being an adult. It didn't need to be a huge event. They weren't dating or anything, he had no expectations when it was happening or now that it had happened, so maybe casual was the way to handle it?
He wished she would tell him instead of leaving him to guess though.
Many details of the agency were already filled out. It seemed she had pulled up a copy of the form already filled in with their details to save time. "So. The first incident. The landslide on the hiking trail. Have they gone over incident classifications with you at UA?"
"Yes."
"So what would this be classified as?"
"Uh..." A landslide, so classified as a small scale natural disaster. The ratings were based on the severity of disruption and harm. There were multiple people with severe injuries so... "A 3C natural disaster?"
"Close. It would be 2C. Can you tell me why?"
The letter grade indicated the scale of the event, increasing through C, B, A and S. It was only a small area, only requiring rescue intervention for people being in the wrong place at the wrong time. The numbers rated severity. A 1 through 5 scale. 5 being only logistical disruption. 4 for minor injuries. 3 for severe injuries. 2 for fatalities if not for hero intervention. 1 for fatalities on scene. So if it were a 2... "Oh... The people trapped under it." He felt stupid for not realising, Pixie-Bob had been so quick to get them out. She had to be. If she hadn't...
"Hey," she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Empathy is a great thing for a hero to have, but don't let yourself get lost in what might have happened or what might happen. We're here to make sure it doesn't." She smiled softly. "We might not always succeed, or get there in time, but if we let fear or worry drag us down even for the good days, this job will crush you. They aren't always good days."
"So just put it behind me?" Izuku asked, not sure he could do that.
"No. I know a lot of heroes have different approaches to this sort of thing, but I like the way Tiger takes. When it's a bad day, you understand you did your best, but you look at what you could've done better. We can't change what already happened, but we can make a change so it doesn't happen again. And if it's a good day, and everything went right? Do the exact same thing." The pro hero gestured at the computer screen. "I could name some heroes who hate this kind of thing. Writing reports. Even some that hand it off to sidekicks so they don't have to deal with it. I think it's an important part of what we do, not just because we have to, but because it forces us to look back and give a practical assessment of all of it. So." Her hands returned to the keyboard as she turned back to the screen. "How many people were there?"
She was quizzing him? "Nine. No, ten!" She said people, not people who needed rescue. "Seven had severe injuries, two were buried under the landslide, and one was uninjured but in distress."
"Very good!" Mandalay praised him. "A lot of kids miss or forget things on their first scene, get overwhelmed and forget the details."
"It's... Not really my first scene."
"Oh, right, the USJ," the Pussycat nodded, remembering the incident from earlier in the year that got some media attention. Izuku knew that wasn't the first time either but didn't correct her again. "Well. Whatever the reason, the ability to clearly remember details in stressful situations is a very good skill to have, well worth maintaining both for handling those situations and administrative tasks like this. So, what happened next?"
The quizzing continued. Izuku gave the most accurate answers he could manage, not quite right on some things but with a fairly high degree of accuracy overall. Mandalay continued to praise him as he got things right, and when correcting him, gave a few pointers on how to keep such details in order with some mental tricks he could practice on his own time.
"Okay. That wraps up this report. I'll just send a digital copy to the HPSC... And to the printer for our own files." Doing one, then the other, she got up from her seat to fetch it. "I'll be right back." With a cheerful smile she got up and turned away to the printer already spitting out pages at the side of the room.
"Psst..."
"Huh?" At the sound, Izuku sought its source, his eyes widening as he saw a grinning Ragdoll on her knees under the desk. "Uh...?"
"Did you say something?" Mandalay asked, not quite fully turning to look back at him.
Ragdoll put her finger up to her lips. "Uh... No?"
One Pussycat shrugged, returning to what she was doing, while the other sitting under the desk grinned wider. Ragdoll pawed, literally pawed at his thighs, brushing her knuckles over the fabric, before her fingers extended to open his pants and take out his cock. Izuku let out a silent gasp as he felt the mischievous cat hero grasp his flaccid dick, giving it a long lick. He looked back to check Mandalay wasn't looking, still waiting for the printer to finish, then turned back to look at Ragdoll again. Mouthing 'What are you doing?!' with a somewhat panicked expression.
The green haired woman blinked in false confusion, demonstrating exactly what she was doing as she continued to lick him. Playing with him as the softness transitioned to hardness. As he swelled, she gently stroked him to coax him along, her tongue swirling around his crown.
A shuffling behind him, another panicked look, Mandalay was taking the pages and putting them in a file folder to go in one of the cabinets. As if offended he looked away, Ragdoll closed her lips around him and softly bobbed her head as she sucked. "Hhhh...!" A breath, a vocal breath, trying to hold his composure as he got a blowjob from one woman while the woman he had sex with the night before was obliviously filing paperwork. It seemed his desperate gasp went unnoticed. Ragdoll... She knew what she was doing. Even if she was teasing about it, he was sure she could get him to blow fast if she wanted to.
It was clear she didn't want to. She was enjoying his panic
"Okay! Got that filed away! Now—"
As Mandalay turned around, Izuku shoved his chair forward, hoping to better hide Ragdoll beneath the desk. "Ghlk!" It was not a well thought out decision. His eyes crossed as he realised he had driven himself deeper into Ragdoll's mouth, not just her mouth, her throat. The soft constriction around his cock an overwhelming sensation, before Ragdoll pulled back again.
"Izuku?" Mandalay said as she turned to look at him. She approached the desk, examining his face. "Are you alright? You look a little stressed."
Stressed. Yes. That was a word for it as Ragdoll took his incidental forcefulness in stride, sliding down his pole to hold him in her gullet for an heavenly couple of seconds before retreating again. "J-Just a little, uh, anxious!"
Mandalay smiled. "Worried about your training with Tiger later?" she asked, misinterpreting his tense expression. "Don't. He's the best trainer you could ask for. Now." She pulled her own chair out, turning her attention to the computer as she sat down. "Just one more report to fill out. This one should finish quickly."
Finish quickly! Yep! That sounded right! But, maddeningly, Ragdoll knew that too and slowed her efforts again, reverting to gentle strokes and tantalising tongue teasing.
Once again, Mandalay quizzed him on the events of the bear attack. A much simpler incident, but one he struggled to recall all that well when all the blood meant for his brain had diverted to his throbbing, aching cock.
"It might not have been as exciting, but you need to remember even the small ones, Izuku. But if it helps, you can always take notes between incidents for them just to keep track. It doesn't help to let these things slide."
Slide. Slide. Up and down, up and down, tongue wriggling against him. Izuku offered a shaky nod of understanding despite the words going in one ear and out the other. All he could focus on was the desperate need to cum.
Finally, finally, Ragdoll was willing to let him. Furiously pumping his cock with her hand, greedily sucking, trying to pull his cum out like his dick was a straw. His hands clenched. Eyes squeezed shut. He fought to not buck his hips as cum exploded out of his tip to fill Ragdoll's sucking mouth. One shot. Two.
"Good." Three. "I'll get this one printed, okay?"
Five. Six. "Mm-hm!" Seven. Eight. And with that, his whole body relaxed. No desperation, no longer any intense need as Ragdoll continued with her pleasing ministrations, far gentler than before. She carefully cleaned him before putting him away again.
A moment later, Ragdoll somehow appeared from under the desk from the back side that had very little room. Maybe she had a cat's ability with tight spaces too. Creeping a few steps away, she announced herself with a footstep. "Hi, Ma—Urp!" The mischievous catgirl covered her mouth to suppress a burp. "Hi, Mandalay!"
"Ragdoll?" Mandalay asked, confused. "I didn't hear you come in. Did we get a call?"
"Nah, Tiger wants to know when Izuku will be ready!"
"Oh. Hm... I think we'll be done in another half hour?"
But hadn't they just finished with the reports?
"Kay!"
"Oh, and could you get the door?"
Ragdoll blew Izuku a kiss as she left the office, shutting the door behind her. "Uh, is there more to do?"
"There is." Mandalay put the file folder in the filing cabinet, then returned to him again. This time though, she ignored her own chair and instead pulled his out with him still sitting in it, before straddling him. "Thirty minutes feels like a good amount of time, don't you think?" she asked as she unbuttoned her blouse.
Oh! "Uh, I, you, you hadn't said anything after last night! I thought you wanted to forget it!"
"No, silly," she answered as her blouse fell open. Her front-clasp bra soon followed it, letting her breasts free. "It's inappropriate, but we've already rung that bell. So I say why not enjoy it?"
The next thing Izuku knew, he was pulled into Mandalay's cleavage. Her soft breasts pressed against his face as he breathed in the scent of her skin. He wasn't going to say no to a beautiful woman wanting sex. There was definitely something special about her already wanting a second round so soon after the first. He might have been a little drained from Ragdoll's unexpected and frustrating service, but he'd never let Mandalay down.
A few minutes of foreplay both as preparation and recovery time and he had her on her back on the desk. Her legs wrapped around him as he more tenderly sawed in and out of her pussy, her body welcoming him back gladly. This woman smiling up at him, her affectionate and pleasured gasps as she writhed against him, he was glad for a second chance with her, and hoped for many more in the future.
Kissing and sucking her nipple, his hips pushed faster, in and out, working up to his second release of the day. "Miss Mandalay!"
"Inside! Do it inside! I want it!"
"Ah!" Driving against the entrance to her womb, he felt the pulse of his release into her depths.
In the same moment, he felt her climax. She bit her finger, tried to stay silent, but, "Nnnngah!" failed. A moan, gasps, her walls massaged and milked him, drinking up every drop he had to give her. Panting for breath, she looked at the time. "We still have a while. Do you have another in you?"
Sensing a creeping danger he didn't fully understand, Izuku ignored it. He couldn't let her down. "Of course!"
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"Yell at the top of your lungs! Shame is for ordinary people! We are HEROES! Say it!"
"We're HEROES!"
"You are a HERO!"
"I am a HERO!"
"Again! For the whole prefecture to hear!"
"I am a HERO!"
It was an exhausting morning. An early rise to help with, or more get instruction in, filling out paperwork for the agency. A surprise blowjob from Ragdoll and two rounds of sex with Mandalay. Then three straight hours of strenuous workouts with Tiger, all while bellowing self-affirmations meant to build his confidence. As the muscular cat man described it, what he told himself was how he would see himself. If he told himself he didn't believe in himself, then he wouldn't. So he had to say he did. Even if it was a lie, it would be a lie he would turn into truth, first with words, then with actions.
It was fun being that shameless. But. Also tiring.
As it was around the time for lunch breaks, he took the chance to rest in his room, messaging with Kyoka. It sounded like she was doing well at her own internship. Ryukyu wasn't pulling any punches, but Kyoka said it was a great experience. He told her the same was true for him with the Pussycats.
Which got her asking about what they last talked about.
"Hey, hero."
Never was he more glad to be interrupted while chatting with his girlfriend. With a hasty 'Gotta go' that... Probably looked suspicious no matter how true it was, he sat up from his bed. "Miss Pixie-Bob! Uh, did you want me for something?"
"Thought I'd let you know we're going to be doing some landscaping for the hiking trails for the rest of the day," the blonde explained as she came into the room proper. "Clear them for people, make sure everything's in shape after the downpour last night."
"Oh! Should I come?"
She smirked at him. "You seem pretty beat. It's okay. There won't be much to learn. Get some rest." Her eyes found the phone in his hand. "What're you doing? Messaging your girlfriend?" she asked in a teasing lilt.
"Uhh..." It still felt strange for other people to call it that, even if it was accurate.
Pixie-Bob gasped at the blush he knew was on his face. "You are? Aww, that's so adorable!" She walked closer, leaning over him in such a way as her breasts were in his eyeline. "And so shameless!" That familiar feeling of danger crept into his heart as her tone shifted, no longer just teasing. Hungry. Hungry in a way that he had heard once already today. "After what you've been doing with Mandalay!"
"Uhh, th-that, I, what, I'm not-!" What did he say?! That Kyoka told him to?! That, felt like a thing he wasn't supposed to tell people!
"Don't worry, I won't tell!" she promised, sitting on the edge of his bed and laying a hand on his chest. "But I think it's my turn..."
"Your... Turn...?"
A pretty pink tongue flicked across her lips as her hand moved up her body. Izuku had no idea it was so easy to get out of the Pussycat costumes. Three flicks to open the bands that tightened her top across her bust, then she simply pulled it over her head and dropped it on the floor. Not as busty, nor as soft as Mandalay. Her body was much more defined. The one most likely to be in the thick of things.
"Hmmm..." Her hand drifted down his chest. "I like this, nice and built. Wanna show me yours?" Her eyes lit up as he removed his own t-shirt without hesitation. "Ooh, good boy! Hm..." Her hand helped him along, running down his chest and abdomen, to pull his stiff cock free. With a curling finger, Pixie-Bob beckoned him over as she backed away. "Come here, stud."
Izuku turned to sit on the edge of his bed. Pixie Bob was ready for him. "Ooh, this is too nice to let Mandalay have all the fun!" On her knees she leaned forward, took his shaft underneath her bra to slide between her breasts. "How's that?" she asked, giving his tip a kiss as it pushed up toward her lips.
"It, feels nice," he answered, surprised she would be the one to try this.
"Nice, huh?" Continuing her movements, she reached back and unfastened her powder-blue bra, setting it aside. Grasping her own breasts and squeezing them together, she let her saliva drip from her mouth to lubricate the subtle valley between her breasts. "I want this inside me, Midoriya. I haven't had a man in a long while. I want you to fuck me. I want you to give this Pussycat some cream. Can you do that for me?"
"Yes, ma'am!" Four. Four was fine! He could handle four!
Letting go of him, she crawled up onto the bed, facing away from him. Flipping up her skirt, she pulled her panties aside. "Come get it then. Make me purr." He could see the glistening wetness, but he wouldn't take it for granted that she was ready. As he moved into place behind her, he pulled her body up. grinding his cock against her lips as he kissed her neck, played with her breasts. "Come on, Midoriya, fuck me already! I need it inside me!"
She... Didn't like foreplay as much? Or she was just that pent up. Either way, if it was what she wanted, he was taught to give it to her. Letting her back down, he lined himself up.
"That's it, that's it, right—!" He pushed in and her pussy swallowed him. "There! Such a big cock inside me! I needed this! Fuck me, Midoriya! Don't hold back!" She wanted it hard? Like Mandalay the first time. He pushed into her, in and out, long and deep strokes, getting a feel for her body, how it reacted. "Hnnn, harder, I won't break."
Izuku was only getting started. He knew that first time with Mandalay wasn't great. He was so frantic and desperate he couldn't help but slam his hips against hers to feel as much as he could. But this time, he wanted to give Pixie-Bob what she wanted, but he wanted it to be good. And so, he worked up to it. His pace slowly increased as he got into a rhythm. Moving inside her, fucking her, then before long, pounding her. Her body rocked back against his with each thrust, feeling his rhythm and meeting it.
"Unh, that's, good! Good, dick! Yes!" Much better, much better than the previous night. He could feel the difference, the two of them working together to give each other pleasure, and Pixie-Bob's vocal appreciation guided him. "Spank me!"
"Huh?!"
"Spank me! Slap my ass!" W-Well, Nana said to pay attention to what she liked! His palm cracked against her muscular cheek. "Ngh! Good! Keep going!" Another on the other cheek. And again, back and forth as he kept the rhythm pounding into her tight hole. "That's it, that's it, f-fuck!" Her insides clenched, she lost the rhythm. Izuku slowed down, only partially by choice as her pussy got so tight it was hard to move.
But... With what she already showed she liked... Izuku chose to take a risk. He pushed her down so her ass was in the air, her head on the mattress, and pushed more firmly against the quaking walls of her pussy.
"Ngh, f-fuck, I'm still c-cumming!" she gasped, but he didn't relent, he kept pounding into her soaked hole just as hard and fast as he had before. Their bodies slapping together, each thrust into her gushing, clutching pussy making a sticky mess of his sheets as her juices dribbled between them. "Fuck, it's, good! Are you close?"
"Not at all," he answered honestly. It'd only been a couple of minutes.
"H-Hahaha!" A weak, slightly delirious laugh as she rode out the after-effects of a toe-curling orgasm. And not long after, with just leg and hip strength, she once again managed to meet his rhythm even pinned down against the bed. "Haha! Ha! Can we! Keep you?!" she asked with stuttered laughter.
He drove her through another orgasm before he was ready to finish, and just like Mandalay, she demanded he fill her up too.
When it was over, she slipped forward, exhaustedly flipping over to spread her pussy lips and show what a mess he made of her. "It's a real shame we only get you for the week," she lamented breathlessly, sweeping the cum weeping from her abused core with a finger and sucking it clean. "I wonder if Tiger will notice?" she wondered aloud as she pulled her panties back into place. Slipping off the bed, she gathered her clothes and moved toward the door on wobbly legs. "Until next time, Midoriya."
Completely wiped out, he fell back onto his bed and just lay there. Pixie-Bob already said he could get some rest. No one would mind.
His eyes drifted closed...
And then opened again to see a naked Ragdoll straddling him.
"Hey there sleepyhead!" she said as she slid back and forth along his shaft. He was hard again. It was getting to the point where it was surprising. "My turn!"
Okay... He braced himself. Another round. He could still keep going. "Do you want to be on top?" he asked, trying not to sound hopeful.
"Worn out already, huh?" Ragdoll asked, seeing right through him. "That's okay! I wanna ride!" Without guiding him at all, she slid forward and caught his tip with her entrance and sank straight down. "Mmm!"
Izuku refused to be completely passive. If he wasn't setting the pace, he could at least coax her along. Just like with Pixie-Bob but in reversed positions, he did his best to meet her rise and fall. Stroking the bare skin of her thighs, her ass, tracing a finger along her spine. She giggled from that last one, ticklish maybe.
He wished he was more present for this. More aware. More of a participant. Sadly, the Pussycats were well on their way to draining him dry, and Ragdoll wasn't innocent of that.
Unlike the others, Ragdoll didn't have him finish inside her. Instead she slipped off at the last second, letting jets of semen spray over her, decorating her body with white streaks from neck to navel. "Heehee, thanks Midoriya!" she chirped as she hopped off the bed, leaving his room with her fresh coat of body paint as if it wasn't a concern.
"Tiger's not here, so..." The young man yawned, unable to fight off his drowsiness. "It's probably..."
-(-)-
Izuku was woken again a while later by Mandalay. Not for any sexual reason. Pixie-Bob and Tiger had returned. Feeling at least a little refreshed, Izuku was happy to be up and about again. There wasn't much official work to do, but just as he had the previous day, he gladly helped with various chores to keep the place tidy. There was the comfortable living space and office for the agency, but the Pussycats also had a dorm to take care of. A place that acted as a refuge centre in case of more large scale disasters than the one they handled the day before. It needed to be cleaned through now and again to make sure it was in good shape should something terrible occur.
The simple yet satisfying labour was mostly completed, ready for him to finish it off tomorrow, by the time dinner rolled around. He found himself with a very generous portion on his plate. To get his energy back as the ladies of the agency described it, with Tiger agreeing.
Izuku had a feeling Tiger and the rest of the Pussycats weren't talking about the same thing.
Then. Bath time. Just as with yesterday, Tiger went first. Then Izuku.
He knew. Deep in his bones. He knew it would turn out like this.
"Hey, Midoriya!"
Ragdoll's voice. But not just Ragdoll. He heard three pairs of bare feet on the floor.
All three of them standing in a line. Mandalay, Pixie-Bob, Ragdoll. All three of them naked. Mandalay with an arm under her breasts. Pixie-Bob with a cocked hip. Ragdoll with her hands behind her back to thrust out her chest.
"Wanna help us get dirty before we get clean?" Pixie-Bob asked with a grin.
Mandalay wore an apologetic look. "Though we shouldn't push you too hard. If you need a break, just say so."
Pixie-Bob and Ragdoll wore expressions that said they wouldn't be happy about such an outcome, but also one that said 'it couldn't be helped'. That if he was tapped out, he was tapped out.
...
He didn't want to be tapped out.
He remembered the morning screaming it out for all to hear. He was a hero! And heroes... Like All Might said! Heroes were pillars of the community! In front of him were three lonely women who wanted attention from a man! He wanted to make them feel better! Feel appreciated as beautiful and desirable women! He wanted to satisfy them in every way, to leave them with a new lease on life, with pride and satisfaction! And he was going to stop, to fall short of that just because he was a little tired?!
No! That couldn't be how this day would end! Izuku Midoriya knew, if he was going to be the hero he wanted to be, to live up to the impossible standard All Might had set, he had to go beyond! Plus Ultra! And if his body alone wouldn't support him, he would rely on the gift that had been entrusted to him! The power of One for All would allow him to be the hero, to be the man he always wanted to be!
His hands clenched into fists as he called on the power of One for All in a way he never had before. At the same time, his own quirk flared to life.
"Ah!" Ragdoll let out a yelp as she was dragged toward him. He caught her in his arms. Her own wide eyes blinked in confusion and surprise as she saw the intensity in his. "Ah!" And then a yelp for an entirely different reason as he applied what little he learned of her weak points. She near enough melted into his arms as he caressed her, held her close, kissed her shoulder up to her neck and ear. His shaft jutted up between them, hard, insistent, ready. He moved down her body, kissing along her collarbone, down her ribs, to her hardening nipples. Then, dipped lower to grab her by the thighs. "Hah!" Lifted her. Supported her as she wrapped her arms and legs around him.
Lowered her onto his length.
"Haaaah! Big! Big big big!" Ragdoll repeated as he split her open.
"Yeah, Mandalay, does he look a little bigger to you?" Pixie-Bob asked.
"Maybe?"
Izuku didn't pay them any attention. He was too busy making up for his earlier lacklustre performance. More than strong enough, he bounced the wildest Pussycat on his cock, giving her no recourse but to hold him tight and squeal out her pleasure. Her body yielding to him in every way.
When it was over, she came twice on his cock, her pussy stuffed full of cum. Her eyes were wide as she sat to one side, not out of manic mischief but out of shock.
And with another flex of power, what had been a wilting organ regained its rigidity.
"I'm next!" Pixie-Bob volunteered.
"No, me!" Mandalay insisted.
Izuku... Well, were he being honest, he picked his favourite. With hunger and that same need to prove himself, he pinned Mandalay against the wall, and kissed her.
"Oh..."
Out of the three, he knew her body best. She became a songstress from her moans and cries as he readied her to take him. Then, raising her right leg, he slipped into the familiarly warm and comforting confines of her core. Her body welcomed him back, overjoyed to receive him again. And just as overjoyed to receive his seed for the third time in only a twenty-four hour period.
And finally.
"I'm ready," Pixie-Bob told him bent over the washing stool. One hand parting her cheeks. "I want it in here."
Mandalay was warm and comforting. Ragdoll was unpredictable. Pixie-Bob? It seemed she had the wildest tastes of the three. If it was what she wanted, he would give it to her.
"Ffffffffff...!" The wild blonde let out a breath of air while biting her lip. "Nha... Bi-big...!" Gasps and fragments of words as he slowly, ever so slowly eased into her ass. "Th-that's it...! K-keep going!" She had lubricated herself, and he was lubricated with the mixed juices of two other women. All three eased the passage as Izuku took another of her holes, a tightness and heat he had never experienced before. Unlike before, she didn't move. Every inch was a new struggle, until finally his hips met her cheeks. "Mm... So full..."
Out. Slowly. Then in. Out. Slow and steady movements as her ass loosened to let him pass more easily. Pixie-Bob letting out moans of discomfort, yet also desperately playing with her pussy. With a short while of easing her into it, Izuku was able to slide in and out of her well enough that once again his hips could slap against her body. The clapping sound greeted by a grunt from the blonde. When she came, Izuku found himself utterly unable to move for how tight she became. It was enough to spur him on. To bring him so much closer to his own peak. What would be his last.
"Guhhhhh, yesssss!" Pixie-Bob groaned then hissed as she felt the pulse of his cock preceding the sticky heat of cum flowing up into the wrong hole. "Slow, pull out slow," she told him as he eased his way out of her guts. Her hole unable to close as he slipped free. "Perfect..." she sighed out as she slipped off the stool onto the floor.
Izuku looked around the bathroom, not entirely sure what came over him to make that happen. And with no idea where to go from here.
Thankfully, Mandalay came to his rescue, the first on her feet. "Come on," she said, guiding him back to the stool. "Time to take care of each other in a different way."
What followed was... A cleansing experience. Figuratively and literally. The foursome taking turns washing one another, before taking a soak in the bath. As Izuku looked around at the three women, he realised he wasn't the only one worn out. He took more than a little pride in that. For as exhausted as he was, he knew he satisfied all three of them. That was worthy of a little pride. Maybe this was only an anomaly, they were kind of desperate, and they would calm down from now on.
"Ah, good, the warm water helped my ass tighten up again. You're gonna have to ruin it again tomorrow, Midoriya."
... Or maybe not.
He felt confused as after the other three retired to their own rooms, Mandalay joined him in his. "Uh—?"
Before he could say anything, she put a finger to his lips. "Come here." She pulled him into a hug. "Thank you," she said softly. "I didn't think anything like this would happen. It's still completely inappropriate. But thank you for... Well... Making us feel young again, I guess!"
"You say that like you're not."
"Ha, you're sweet." She pulled away, warred with herself for a moment, before pressing her lips to his. "Get some sleep, Izuku. It's a whole new day tomorrow."
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