Coming home was something Takuma never got used to. Over the years, always on the move or running from every horror imaginable, the feeling wasn't something he was accustomed to—the release, the easier breath in his chest. He felt it the second his probing encountered the sleeping mind of Mei. It eased his burden, the pain, the bruise from where the guard's gun had left a mark. His breastplate had done a wonderful job at stopping the high-power round; his hoodie hadn't been so lucky. He was still endlessly impressed by Mei's craftsmanship. She had found materials to make his hero costume and had designed it so well that he barely felt the force of the round as it bled out into the interlocked mesh of steel on the side of his breastplate. He would still bruise since it was a high-powered rifle, but the fact that bruising was the worst of his injuries was already a miracle. A pink miracle that he wasted no time joining in bed after taking a shower and making sure no trace of his expedition would be stumbled upon by his other half.
Around twenty hours of uninterrupted work had taken a toll on Mei. She had been flagging hard for a few days now because of him and his little... explanation session that hadn't gone so well in the end, along with her work on Lockluster's costume, which was nearly done—or was. He hadn't taken the time to check. He raised the cover and slipped under it, making sure not to wake her as he moved closer. Her tendency to be grabby in her sleep manifested in her turning and wrapping both arms around his midsection. He felt her warmth, her body against him. He kissed her forehead, and as with every other time before, he let himself fall asleep warm and content.
He woke up later; the sun had set, and he was firmly gripped in the arms of Hatsume Mei, who was slowly waking up from sleep. He must have felt it, and it woke him up. Her face against his was nice, and he nuzzled her gently. She gave him a good squeeze as her eyes fluttered open. Her sight-like golden eyes had trouble focusing on him. It took her a few seconds before they stopped moving in a flurry and stilled.
"Morning," she mumbled as she moved to straddle him halfway, now on top of him, her arms wrapping around his chest.
Takuma gave a quick look at the clock. "It's eight in the evening," he told her, which only earned him a confused blink.
"Oh." She let out a sound before climbing slightly so that his head was now fully between her breasts. "Morning," she repeated with an imperious look.
"Good morning to you too," he said before leaning back and kissing her deeply.
It wasn't unexpected, but it felt warm, and he found himself hugging her tighter as she passionately kissed him for a few short seconds. Her legs wrapped around his own as she pulled herself on top of him, grabbing both sides of his head as she broke off the kiss.
"Takuma Takuma," she stated with a glare.
"Is this the dreaded full-name calling?" he asked, a bit confused.
"Yes, I am angry at you and letting you know," she joked, starting to rub a thumb on each of his cheeks.
"And what did I do to the most beautiful girl in the world?" he questioned with a smile of his own.
He felt like Mei was in an awful mood; he didn't like that very much. Happy Mei is best Mei.
"You left me to rot after teasing me for half an hour," she told him with a tone that was light but not entirely devoid of frustration. "I hate it."
He hummed as a show of taking what she told him into account. "So, teasing is okay, but only with a happy ending? Or is teasing also a problem?"
She tilted her head to the side with a pondering expression. "Teasing is okay."
"Then today, we learned what not to do next time I decide to tease you for being a gremlin," he said as he kissed her on the nose. "Though we're going to find a better way to punish you when you overwork yourself."
"Fair, but that's for later," she stated as she kissed him again deeply, her tongue assaulting his as she claimed him utterly. "Right now, I need to have my revenge," she told him after breaking off the kiss again.
"And how are you going to do that?" he asked with a cheeky grin that immediately lit a fire in her eyes.
She moved her face close to his, the tips of their noses touching. "I am going to bully you," she declared with a manic grin that took his breath away.
"Oh no," he let out in the most sarcastic tone he could manage. "My girlfriend is going to bully me. How will I—AAAHaahah—" His words were cut off by Mei launching an assault against his face, kissing and nibbling on everything she could reach as she growled at him all the while. "You won—ahaha—win—ahaha—" His giggles stopped him from talking as she petted his hair and kept kissing him everywhere, a giggle on her lips as he tried to move but found out she was firmly set on top of him, her knees locked against his sides.
She stopped for a miraculous second. "I'm not finished. Suffer!" she declared before diving in again against his defenseless cheeks, showering him with affection. Even his attempts at tickling her fell flat. He tried to wrap his arms around her but failed as she fought for dear life to stay on top. He was laughing too hard to do much more, and if he was honest, he didn't want her off of him that much. He fought back as best he could, kissing her face and trying to bite her nose in vain, as she was on top of her game, weaving between his attempts to go for the kill. Right until she landed a killing blow—a kiss full of need that he answered by wrapping his arms around her and pulling her toward him. They broke it off again, both chuckling as he caught her eyes; the smile on her face was intoxicating.
"You should bully me more often," he told her as she groaned and let her head fall next to him.
"I don't think I can handle much more," she told him as he noticed her moving, her pussy gently rubbing against his length.
'Her mood improved at least,' he thought internally with a smile.
He caressed her cheek with his thumb, kissing her lightly before whispering something. "Then don't," he told her as her breath was heavy in his ear.
He felt her heart jump in her chest as she rose into a seated position, taking off her shirt and revealing the sizeable chest underneath. The eyes, the smile.
'Damn, is she beautiful,' he thought as she grabbed his hand and guided it to her breast.
He palmed the heavy orb as she sighed and then let out a nervous chuckle. "Taking charge isn't easy."
He gave her a reassuring smile as he started to massage her. "You're doing great."
She took a steadying breath before scooting back, then she lowered his boxers. He felt her finger on his cock as she took it and started to pump up and down slowly. Painfully slowly. Watching him all the while as she kept an eye out for any reaction. A brush of her thumb against the ridge of his glans made him inhale sharply as he felt Mei get a rise out of it. And again and again, never in a way he could predict. It made it even harder for him as she showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. Until she did and leaned back against him, she kissed him, and he loved feeling her jolt when he rubbed her nipple with his thumb. Then she rose up again, this time with something in her free hand.
"Is that a condom?" he asked, knowing full well what it was.
Mei blushed bright as the sun. "We-Well, we ne-need to know if they fit you or not at some point."
Shy, blushing Mei. Truly, the world needed no more wonder than her. Also, funny.
Takuma laughed lightly. "Mei, condoms are one size fits all," he told her, watching her eyes grow wide in surprise.
"But, you said we needed to check if they fit you!" she shot back.
"I was teasing you," he said again with a laugh as she opened her mouth in shock.
His laughter was cut off by a moan as Mei's hand started to move again. It was slow and deliberate as she took back control. He enjoyed the feeling as she ripped open the package anyway. "And I say, we're going to check anyway," she stated with a glare that he found incredibly hot.
"Yes, ma'am," he said in a cheeky tone that made her glare at him even harder. "Do you intend to make use of it?" he added, making her flinch.
"Not yet," she said slowly as the movement up and down his erection slowed but didn't stop. She looked at him with the same shy smile he was so enamored of. "I was thinking about what you said last time, about making it special. I have something in mind just for that. That's why I needed to know if it fit first."
"Then I look forwa—Ah—rd to it," he said, his words cut off by a moan as Mei let her hand rest at the tip, slowly massaging the head.
"Coo, okay. I know how to do it," she let out as she applied the condom on top of his sex and slowly rolled it down. "How does it feel?"
"Like I am ready for the rainy season?" he sent her way, earning a blank stare for his trouble.
"Tell me if I hurt you," she demanded as she returned to her earlier task.
Her hand moved up and down, the feeling diluted by the barrier. The friction also made it more awkward than anything since it ended up moving the condom up and down rather than pleasuring him.
"Handjobs and condoms don't really go hand in hand," he remarked as she came to the same realization.
"In that case, improvise," she stated as she let his cock fall on his stomach and scooted forward, pulling her panties to the side before slowly lowering herself until her pussy was laying against his length. "How is this?"
"Better," he let out in a breath as she started to move her hips forward, her wet folds sliding against his cock.
It was less pleasurable, but what he felt through his link with her was comparable, as Mei was already on her way to her first orgasm due to this morning's ministrations. She leaned forward, just enough for her breasts to be in reach of his face.
"Keep going," he told her, encouraging her as he massaged her breasts, preparing her for something he knew she would love but had yet to decide to try.
She kept moving, trying hard not to go too quickly, too fast, as she was solely focused on grinding against his length, the massage on her chest a secondary feeling—right until he kissed her breast and took a nipple in his mouth. And started sucking. Another jolt racked her as she didn't know how to deal with the new feeling that he knew she found delightful.
"Yes, don't stop," she demanded as her hips started to move even more desperately. "Keep going, I love this!" She kept repeating the last word as his assault on her chest was much more than she could handle.
He weighed, squeezed, and rolled her breasts that were pressed against his face, working the kink out of them expertly as Mei's old weakness was laid bare in front of him. He jumped from one breast to another, sucking, licking, and kissing every part of her, giving special attention to the sensitive nub that took her to new heights she hadn't yet discovered. His work was steady and controlled, while her ride on top of him was chaotic, uncoordinated, and desperate—right until he felt the build-up of heat in her core rise, rise far higher than before.
"Ta-Takuma, I-I—"
He squeezed both breasts together and took both nipples in his mouth and sucked, right as she spoke. In the end, she didn't even manage to finish her sentence as a moan leaped out of her mouth, then another, as her body seized and relaxed and seized again as she fell on top of him, quivering as her entire body gave against the wave of pleasure that roared to life. She wrapped her arms around his neck while he hugged her against him, desperately clinging to him for dear life as she rode the tail-end of her orgasm that still shook her to the core minutes after. He nearly came himself right there, the link doing most of the work.
He led her to the side as he let her fall back on the bed, their legs locked as they made sure neither of them would walk away without some serious disentangling first. She was still breathing hard, her body sweaty and shaking as the leftovers of her earlier high still hadn't entirely left her system.
"I love you," she told him, a peck on the cheek for his trouble. "I'm glad we took so long to get there."
"And I am glad that you are glad," he replied with a cheeky grin. He kissed her back and held her close against him as she buried her face in his chest.
"If sex is even better, then I don't think I am going to survive the experience," she let out, half-mumbling her words.
"You will. Sex is better when taken in steps," he told her as he swiped some of her thick pink hair back to look at her better. "I love you."
She gave him a shy smile back.
"We need to take a shower now."
"Noooo," she moaned pitifully as she hugged him harder in protest.
"Trust me, you'll feel better for it."
After a quick shower that surprisingly didn't turn into even more fun activity, they made a stop by the kitchen to grab a snack before going back to bed.
"By the way, how's it going with Lockluster's costume?" Takuma asked, as he hadn't checked on her progress in a few days.
"It's done!" she revealed with a proud grin. "I still have to put the finishing touches on her costume, but it's only cosmetic details."
He was glad to hear it. "Then how about we go on a date tomorrow? Things have been kind of hectic for a while, it's about time we give it another go."
He was surprised to feel Mei's mood rise and then deflate like a balloon. "I can't... tomorrow."
"Oh, you have something with Midoriya already set?" he wondered as his girlfriend started fiddling with her fork.
"Yes, in part," she replied, lacking her usual excitement, which was a dead giveaway something was going on. So he waited, for her to tell him or not. "I am joining Izu in learning under Nezu," she finally said after a while.
Takuma felt like his heart just stopped. "Why?" he asked neutrally, so much so that Mei read into it.
"I-I need to do more!" she shouted as panic took her.
"Woah," he let out as he raised both hands, palms first, in front of him. "I'm not judging, I'm not against it, I just want to know why."
She froze, embarrassment and shame washing over her. "Sorry for yelling," she said as she walked closer to him and hugged him. He returned the embrace happily.
"I guess this has to do with me disliking most Heroes, doesn't it?" he asked. She answered by nodding against his chest. "Where we're going, they're gonna be everywhere, I'm conscious of that. What's going on?"
He felt her inhale to steady herself. "After the talk we had, I felt the need to do more—more than just keep you safe," she told him as he felt her squeeze him harder for a second. "I don't want to be the one that just stands back and builds things after the fact, and Izu talked about what he was learning with Nezu enough times that I knew what they were doing—hacking, investigation, politics, and more. I don't want to be just the baby maker anymore. That's still what I intend to do, but if something happens, I want to be ready," she revealed as she let out a sigh.
"And the rat-god of U.A. is the perfect person to teach you how to deal with whatever the world will throw at you," he let out, surprising Mei as she looked up at him with curiosity. "It's true that I don't enjoy dealing with Heroes on any day, but Nezu is not like any Hero that I ever had to deal with," he continued, while keeping in mind he was without a doubt already on the rat's radar. "If he is willing to teach you, then it's a boon you can't pass on. There's a reason I brought up Midoriya's notebook when we were in the same room, you know."
Mei's eyes shined in realization. "You did it on purpose."
"I did. Everyone and their mother underestimated Izuku's notebook—I didn't—and made sure someone who could see his potential could help him grow," he revealed, shedding light on his 'Get the rat a protégé' plan. "It's one of the many things I set up for the future while never letting my opponents catch on," he added to her surprise. "I'm used to thinking about everything I do from every angle I can think of. This is how I managed to keep myself alive all this time. If you want to learn how to do it, then Nezu is your best bet."
She inhaled and tilted her head to the side. "I thought you would have been more... against it."
"I'm not going to lie, if I could never have to interact with a Hero again, I would in a heartbeat," he told her in all honesty. "But even I can admit the ones at U.A. aren't like the ones I've been around all my life." Midnight came to mind—her attempt at getting him into therapy was misguided but appreciated—and he was interested in some of them. Snipe and Hound Dog were Heroes he was particularly interested in cracking open to learn what plans they had for him. "So, I get why you want to learn more, and I support that wholeheartedly."
Mei's heart picked up. "But?" she asked, leaning into the unsaid word.
He leaned forward until he was face-to-face with her. "You still owe me a date."
She sighed, then giggled in relief. "You're silly."
"I am," he agreed as she simply grabbed her food and pulled it so she could sit on his lap while they both ate. "I'm still going to come with you tomorrow."
"Sure. What do you plan on doing there?"
"I've been thinking of being on the other end of Midnight's whip for a while. Wonder if I can take her?" he told her honestly.
"In a fight?"
Takuma raised a quizzical eyebrow. "Where else do you want me to take her?"
Mei giggled at that. "Don't worry about it," she told him as she kissed his cheek. "Mine."
He smiled and did the same. "Mine."
They both ate and then went to bed again. It was warm, comfortable, affectionate. It was in this little moment that he felt like he could truly breathe.
'I can't live without you,' he thought, as he took in her features, knowing full well he would forget her the next time he closed his eyes. 'And even if I did, I don't think I would.