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Mineta celebrates his first… acquisition with some morning fun, we get the aftermath from Ryuko's point of view, and we get introduced to another actor in this new play we have going on!

Chapter 2 - Celebrating the First Taste

He could still taste her mind, her soul.

Ryuko was sweet and spicy, with a smokiness to her that clung to the back of his tongue in a way that would have reminded him of western barbeque if he also didn't feel it in the back of his head and the center of his chest.

It was a strange feeling to have someone in his Den, though Mineta couldn't really say he minded it. He'd held the dragon hero inside his being, her mind and soul wrapped up in his own while she was introduced into his inner world.

Perhaps the very first person he'd had in the center of his being that wasn't either of his parents, and that wasn't considering what he'd gotten up to with the dragon hero.

Which brought back memories of how Ryuko had felt around him. Her scorching-hot skin in his grasp as her insides boiled around his length. Already, he could feel himself stiffen.

"Ohhhhhh!" Came the breathy coo, a pleased humm brushing against his ears as he felt gentle fingers cupping around his sack beneath the sheets. "Seems like last night went well?"

Orange-gold gold eyes met his own, warm and familiar. And just a little bit of mischief in her smile as she leaned close and planted a kiss on his cheek before she gave him a squeeze.

Mineta gasped, eyes rolling up.

Sana giggled, her voice sounding like bells in his ears as she peppered his face in more kisses. "And you're still rearing to go!?" His back arched as she journeyed lower, nibbling on the side of his neck as her other hand ran along his elevated spine. "Master is insatiable."

The woman pulled back, olive skin catching the sunlight filtering in through the windows above his bed. Sending him a conspiratorial before she placed her plush lips at the head of his cockhead and-

"Sanaaaaaaa-chaaaaaaaan~" His voice came out in a choked gasp as a deluge of drool fell around his cock as Sana's tongue came out to lick its way down his length and cover him in her spit. It went down, and down, and down until the over-long appendage was lapping at his base and tickling him in just the best way.

Her hum of approval at his pleasure only heightened it, sending vibrations into his head and down his shaft as the hand at his balls moved to his base and tugged.

"Ohoooooooooooooogh…" The world blurred for a moment as the mixed pressure of her hand, mouth, and tongue drew all of his blood to his member, and his body arched off the bed as he felt Sana pull all of him into her mouth in one slick and smooth stroke. Mineta let loose a groan.

The world cleared when his eyes locked with hers, orange-gold eyes shining with pleasure at his reactions, between the voices and the way his short legs twitched against her arms while her fingers stroked his crotch and her other hand continued to tease at his balls.

And her tongue wasn't idle as he was lodged deep in her throat. It brushed against the underside of his cock, going from his tip to the base near her lips and even sticking out to poke at his balls and lather that up in spit before twirling around him in a way that wouldn't have been possible with anyone else.

Once, twice, three times she did this as she did her level best to suck his soul through his piss-slits before her tongue just wound itself around his length then began to jack him off while he was inside her mouth.

Mineta just basked in it, closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of Sana pleasuring him first thing in the morning.

"This… Ahhhhhhhh… Is the best way to wake up… Hmmmmmm!"

He let the pressure build, feeling it winding up into a ball in his gut as suction and motion drove him higher and higher while Sana humming sent the most delicious shudder down his length and up his back.

And here, as he could see himself starting to tighten so much he'd unravel… she stopped.

Sana left out a gasp and a giggle as she pulled herself off his length with a pop, several long strings of throatslime connecting him into the depths of her mouth that just barely kept the pressure held before it started to loosen.

It hurt, and he wasn't afraid to let her know: "Sana-chaaaaaaaaaaan. I was close!"

The woman just giggled at him before slurping up the mess she made, teasing at him with her tongue as it tickled his sack, making his balls churn and his organ throb.

"Can you tell me, master Mineta?" She whispered, her legs moving so she was straddling him and he could see how his impressive length looked against her crotch and belly. His caretaker pushed herself against the bottom of his cock, smooth skin brushing against turgid flesh slick with spit and slime. Sana's teasing drew another groan from him before she took pity on him and released some of the pressure by stroking him with her fingers.

She was a sight. Sana always had been.

Her toned body shone with streaks of spit, running down her chin, her neck, her collar, and between her sizeable tits before drawing shining lines to her bare and glistening hole. Her curves jiggled and tempted in all the right ways as she serviced him.

"What was she like?" Her voice was soft, her breath cooling the sweat that formed on his forehead. Mineta felt his blood thrumming in his veins, and the hold he had on his form waver. "Can… Ahhh… you… you tell me?"

"Fuck." He hissed, gasping as a surge of electricity came up his spine when her finger reached his crown, palm and fingers dancing over spongy flesh in ways that left his legs shivering and his breath shaky.

"Of course, master."

Hot flesh enveloped him as Sana dropped herself on him, her blonde hair catching the sunlight and her body writhing above him made for a hell of a view as her molten pussy swallowed his length. She'd done it in one go, her own legs shaking as even her full weight left her sliding down slowly on his cock.

It was a long, drawn-out moan that came from her grit teeth the whole way that left him throbbing and his aborted orgasm building back up with a vengeance.

While he had to fight to keep his eyes open - the urge to again shut them and just feel was too strong - Mineta looked at Sana's belly, his gaze drawn to the bulges. The tent of flesh made by his girth lodged deep in Sana's insides, deep enough that he could probably push himself into her womb if she'd gone all the way down.

As it was, a few inches of his length remained outside, grasped by her outer lips as her arousal caught the morning light. It seeped down to his crotch, coming in drops and strings every time he'd feel her squeeze him inside her.

Then he looked up.

Sana's orange-gold looked down on him, wide and hungry. Her mouth hung ajar, heavy breath combined with just the slightest teasing of her fangs that reminded him of how surprisingly feline she was even when she was still a human.

Especially when she purred. The woman's body squirming as she gyrated her hips and twisted herself around the head of his cock while her honeypot clung to his cockhead so tightly he felt he might pop.

Both of them groaned, Sana in a full-body shudder that only elevated Mineta's pleasure while he felt his crotch and balls tighten almost painfully as his orgasm built, and built, and built.

"Te- Hnggggggggg…" Sana's whimper was soft and came from somewhere deep in her chest. It reminded him of the purrs she'd make whenever he'd run his hand down her spine. "Tell me… Ahhhhhhh… What- What was she like?"

"Hot… scorching." Mineta struggled to remember the dreams, the Den. A challenge when he was being faced with something as beautiful as Sana riding his cock first thing in the morning after he'd just spent the night mind-fucking the Dragon Hero.

But he focused. Resisting the temptation to drink in the sight of his caretaker even as her flesh around his cock kept dragging him closer and closer to release.

With gasping, broken breaths, he spoke: "Her insides… They were molten, Sana-chan! Hostess thing I've ever felt! She… Ahhhhhh… She could have burned my dick off!"

He laughed, remembering just how her flesh practically boiled while he'd been inside her, had her wrapped around by his limbs.

"And she's so soft." Mineta felt Sana squeeze down on him and his legs thrust up without him thinking. Her insides fought the movement, having nowhere really left to let him go and it seemed that Sana had felt that, her keening cry filling his ears and only made him feel even better.

She shook above him, quavering arm set her hand beside his head as she fell forward. Her very stiff nipples brushed his lips just so, and he let out his tongue to lap at them, grinning when he heard her whimper.

"I… I expected muscle… Hmmm… Like Mirko. But-But her arms, her thighs… Her ass. All give."

Mind, memory, and the sensations of the flesh began to meld. The broken moans of Ryuko as he'd taken her and taken her and taken her in his Den while Sana did her best to balance herself on his tentpole of a cock as she hopped up and down his fuckstick in shallow, pistoning strokes.

He could feel it, still. Hot skin and arousal that flowed from her pussy like lava as she took his cock and he got to feel all of her body around him. Even her mouth, filled as it was with sharp teeth.

At the same time, he could feel the back of Sana's pussy begin to tremble, the flesh tunnel allowing him just the littlest bit deeper each time she dropped herself down on his cock like she wanted to drive him into the bed. Again and again and again, each stroke coming from higher than the last, dropping the woman's full weight unto his cock.

"She- She's a biter, Sana." He remembered with another laugh, eyes opening to feel orange-gold meet orange-gold. "A scratcher, too…"

The barrier gave. One of Sana's drops was too much for her poor cervix to handle and it just opened to him. It clung, tighter than her pussy lips had as she'd been unable to arrest her movement and her momentum drove her down, down, down.

Sana gushed as she loosed a hoarse wail, the walls of her cervix going down his length as Mineta was treated to the feeling of her tight, tight womb clinging around his cockhead.

All of that paled at the sight that greeted him when he looked to her belly.

"Oooooooh Sana…" He groaned.

Her belly was distended now, the shape of his cock clear alongside the bulge where her womb was. Proof of just how deep inside her he was now.

But she wasn't in pain. Or, at least, she wasn't just in pain. Her body arched back, seemed to half-hang off his cock as she shook and shook and gushed about his girth, covering Mineta's crotch in so much pussy-juice he was starting to feel it pool beneath him.

"I… Hngggggg… H-hope…" Drunkenly, her hands shivered their way towards the apex of the bulge his cock had made in her. Sana's half-lidded, orange-gold eyes turned glassy-eyed as a sound from deep in her throat rang in his ears. It hardly sounded human.

"I hope… that I'll get to feel it myself one… day."

And then her hand touched the bump of her womb, pressing her already-tight baby-pocket around his throbbing cockhead while her fluttering insides gyrating around his fully-sheathed length.

Her words bounced around in his head as he watched her. Pained moans came from Sana as she forced her body to keep moving, to continue pleasuring him even as her insides twitched nonstop from the electricity of her orgasm and her legs hardly obeyed her anymore.

It was to that, and to imagining Ryuko here, in his bed with him and Sana, that Mineta came.

~TtT~

Pain. Heat.

It was a bone-deep thing. The kind she'd become only all-too-familiar with when she'd been during her time in school.

But this was different. Here it was her hips, her back, and in between her legs, alongside a soreness in her neck and shoulders that she always attributed to sleeping in a bad position. It had been like she'd worked muscles she never had before.

And the warmth, pooling at the base of her belly though Ryuko could feel an undercurrent of fires across all of her body. She was hotter than usual, and that was considering she wasn't in her dragon form.

With a groan, she fought to open her eyes. Exhausted as she felt despite just waking up, and the weight of her body resting on her neck and knees.

She… She was on the floor. And from the coolness of the breeze in her room against her scorching skin, she was naked. The light of the balcony came from behind her, and the shadow she cast told Ryuko what she needed to know.

The dragon hero was in her bedroom, naked, face-down and ass-up. And, from the sticky feeling she felt when she tried to pull her cheek back from the floor, she'd made a mess of herself.

Memories came back, of the Eye, the night, the dream - for it could have only been a dream, right?

She'd been bound by shadow, wrapped so tightly she couldn't have escaped even if she'd wanted to, as a cock she couldn't see had been driven in and out of her like a piston. The blows had come hard and fast, slamming into her so intensely she'd felt her bones rattle.

And she'd cum. She'd cum so many, many times.

Even now, in the waking world, she could feel it. Feel it plumbing her depths, feel the how it spread her wide-open while somehow matching the heat of her insides - or at least it seemed to, as she was held down and fucked and fucked and fucked.

She'd held on to it, she did. So lost in the sensation of being gouged out that she'd locked her legs and clung to it as it thrust into her, filling her with cock as she bit down on its appendages to stop herself from screaming. It had been a vain attempt, because she'd squealed through her teeth and the flesh in her mouth as she gushed.

And it was unconcerned with her, ignoring her pleas for mercy as she came, as her too-sensitive insides quavered and fluttered after her orgasm and it just continued to… to fuck her.

Again. And again. Sending her body spiraling into exhaustion even as her crotch's muscles clenched and her pussy loosed girlcum like an open tap. It filled her with warmth and heat and lightning as she felt it touch something deep inside her, something Ryuko couldn't name, couldn't place.

"Ooooooooooh…"

She shook, eyes rolling back into her skull as she felt splashes of her gushing juices hit the floor and then her thighs.

Ryuko had cum, just from remembering her dreams, and her twitching fingers ached to touch her insides, to remember what it was like.

To dream again.

She needed to call in sick to work.

~TtT~

Yaoyorozu Momo had a mixed appreciation for crowds.

The hallway filled with people as classes closed for the day, packed tightly enough that she'd have preferred waiting it out until it was thin enough that she could at least breathe as she made her way to the door.

But even from her classroom, she could already see the black car parked at the school's entrance, and she didn't need to see the plate to know it was waiting there for her.

"In a hurry, Mo-chan?" One of her friends asked her as she quickly put her things back in her pack, "Not coming with us to the cafe today? Finals are getting real close."

It was with an apologetic smile, a wave, and an explanation of "her parents wanted her around for something important" before Momo found herself walking down towards the front gates and into the car. They were off shortly after.

The world around her was busy, the streets of Nagoya were filled with pedestrians, other students leaving classes and people going to and from work. Every now and then they'd pass other cars, but there weren't as many here as there were in the other cities of Japan. Momo still remembered how much busier the streets were in Tokyo when she'd last been there.

Which reminded her that she'd be moving there soon. Even if she failed to pass for UA - which Momo liked to think wouldn't be an issue with the sheer amount of work she'd been putting in - she'd still end up having to move to Okayama to attend Shiketsu. While not as busy as the national capitol, Okayama had become quite the bustling city since the hero academy there had been put-up.

Part of her was nervous about leaving home, but her parents were on the road a lot due to work anyway, and they'd promised to make time to visit no matter where Momo ended up attending. It heartened her a bit even as it still left her worried if she'd manage.

It really would help if she had someone else from her school also trying for UA. If only so she'd have a familiar face. There was Tenya, but he'd been planning to attend the management course. Not… Not quite what she'd hoped but it might have been the closest thigh she'd get.

Perhaps she could talk her friends into at least taking the general course exams. It'd take some work, but with how much she'd been helping them prepare for the finals, they might just give it a shot. Who knows, maybe passing might make them decide to take the plunge.

Besides, the house her parents had been talking about having her stay in was just too damn big for her to live in alone.

"Momo-sama," came the voice of her driver, Aoto, from the front of the car as she looked up to see them driving into the Yaoyorozu Industries main gate. She'd had just enough time to smile and wave back at the guards as they waved at her on the way in. "We're here."

"I noticed, Aoto-san." She answered, with a laugh, failing to roll her eyes at the blue-haired driver before the doorman had opened the car door for her, "I'll see you later. I think my parents want me here for dinner."

He sent her a wave in reply, looking at her through the rear-view mirror, "Yes ma'am. I'll be dropping you and the guests off together anyway."

That made Momo pause. Blinking, she looked back to the mirror to see if her driver had been kidding.

It wasn't the first time that she'd been asked to be around when her parents were meeting guests, but they usually came in their own car, and were taken back to their hotel - or whatever - in that same car.

Didn't look like Aoto was going to be answering her unspoken question, though, so she nodded to him and left. She'd be getting her answers very soon anyway. For once, apparently, it was Momo that was running late.

A smile, a wave, and a quick exchange of greetings later, Momo was on her way up the elevator to her parents' office.

Located at the penthouse, it afforded a commanding view of her home city even from the glass elevator that let her see the outside. The horizon teased at the sparkling sea from Ise Bay and the cranes of the port that roosted there.

As an idle thought, Momo considered if the visitors had come from overseas or if they were locals. Her parents had introduced her to some people from I-Island before, even though she'd mostly been asked to just be there, but that had been one of the rarer cases.

Very likely, it was someone from one of Japan's other big corporations, unless it was an up-and-coming inventor that wanted the company to consider their work for mass-production.

It was… getting easier to keep up with what was being discussed most of the time, and Momo was thankful that her parents weren't hurrying her, especially since she was going to be away from most of these soon.

A quick bell-like ding sounded in the carriage before the doors opened to the spacious sitting room of the office's penthouse.

Both her parents were sharing the couch on the left, on the coffee table in front of them sat a pitcher of iced barley tea and variously-filled glasses. And while Momo couldn't say she recognized the people seated opposite her parents, she couldn't say it was an unfamiliar sight.

The one that was speaking was a rather plain-looking businessman. So plain, in fact, that Momo would have said that how plain he looked was the most notable thing about him.

Except for the fact that there was a boy with him. A boy that, if she guessed right, was her age.

And that had never happened before.

"Momo-chan!" Her mother called, crossing the room so quickly Momo would have sworn speed was the older woman's quirk. "You made it! We were just talking about you!"

She waved at the guests, introducing the man as the acting president of Minoru Acquisitions, one of the largest raw materials suppliers in the world.

But her eyes hadn't left the boy's, two pairs of dark eyes meeting.

"And this is the son of the owners! Minoru Mineta."

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