Chapter 3 - New Horizons (Izuku/Ochako)

Hello, all. Back again with chapter 3. This one brings us closure on Izuku and Ochako and provides answers to some of the last whiteboard questions.

This chapter is much later than I intended! Real life got busy and will likely remain so. I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to post at least one chapter every two weeks in the future. Part of the reason this one is late is to give myself some buffer to do just that. I’m obviously hoping to stick to weekly as my schedule normalizes, but I’m afraid I can’t promise that.

This story – and chapter – contains unrealistic penis sizes, excessive cum, and sex that is most definitely anatomically not possible because of said unrealistic sizes. Extra warnings included below.

As stated in chapter 2, this story will contain no Yaoi/Gay male action.

 Also, if you’re totally uninterested in plot of any sort, just ctrl-f “Sexy time” to skip ahead.

Chapter 3 – New Horizons

Pairing(s): Izuku/Ochako

Extra warnings: Anal

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           By the time Momo woke up, Izuku had concluded that her quirk was hard to use. He knew from her explanations that she needed the exact molecular structure of the object she produced, but he hadn’t really internalized what that meant.

           Trying to use it himself had given him a whole new appreciation of just how intelligent she was. His knowledge of chemistry didn’t go any further than the basics they learned in U.A., and he’d forgotten most of that by now.

            “Izuku. Why do you have salt in your hand?” Which was why Momo woke up to see him holding a pile of table salt. NaCl was about all he remembered from class; the cubic shape of the molecule ingrained in his head. She rubbed her eyes a few times, as if to confirm that indeed, her boyfriend was holding a puddle of the stuff in bed.

            “Well, funny story actually. Turns out my left penis really isn’t like my right one at all.”

            “In quirk terms? Because I’d have thought it obvious that they aren’t the same physically.”

            “Yeah. In quirk terms. It seems like using my left shaft gives me a copy of whoever’s quirk I have sex with. And I have salt because it’s all I could figure out how to make with yours.” Momo’s mouth turned into an O, her own hand rising from his chest as she produced a saltshaker. At her offering, Izuku poured his handful into it.

            “Hmm. I’m too tired for this right now. Let’s go back to bed and we can chat more later.” That explained why she was taking this so well.

            Izuku glanced at the clock for the first time, eyes widening as he read six am. Of course, she was still tired. They’d only caught a few hours of sleep! And they didn’t even have class anymore. Not sleeping in would be wasteful. At that conclusion, he shut his own eyes as well, resolving to return to the issue when they were all a bit more coherent.

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            A blissful five hours later, and all three of them were awake. Tsuyu had elected to stick around, wrapped up in the blanket Momo had made for her as she claimed it was “too warm” to brave the outside. He didn’t blame her. One touch and he’d very nearly crawled right back into bed himself. Still, they had discussing to do so he forced himself to rise. A quick cleanup and sneaky shower later and he and Momo both felt enough like human beings to address the elephant in the room.

            “So.”

            “Yeah.”

            “Your quirk lets you copy someone else’s.”

            “Apparently. It seems temporary just like the boost I can give away, but I’m not sure if the timeline is the same. I can kind of feel the quirk there and I can basically feel it fading away.” Izuku did his best to explain the situation.

            “Fade? Is it getting weaker, or just expiring?”

            “Expiring. It doesn’t feel any weaker but it’s pretty hard to tell since it’s so difficult to use.”

            Momo gave him a wry smile at that, more than familiar with the challenge of using her own quirk. “Yes. I doubt mine is the best for experimentation. Something easier to use would be much simpler to test with. Especially one that would give us a definite answer on how strong/weak the parameters of the quirk are.”

            “Yeah. I’d like to know if the quirk is as strong as it is for the wielder, or if I get a base copy. Also, how does it work with mutation quirks?” Momo started writing all his questions on a second whiteboard, sticking it next to the first. Tsuyu looked like she was paying attention, but was also experimenting with her own, boosted quirk. At least, the hovering tongue seemed to suggest that.

            “Oo sident ty…” Tsuyu realized she was unintelligible, tongue returning to her mouth before continuing. “You shouldn’t try a mutation quirk. You won’t be able to hide that.”

            “Good point Tsu. We’ll hold off on that for now. So, what do we have left to figure out now? For the right quirk.” He clarified.

            “Well, from what Tsu said we know for sure that the boost starts right away. That answers question three and question one. As for how long, we know that’s around eighteen hours based on what happened with me. We know that oral doesn’t work, but we still need look into anal. We also know that the left penis is different, but that’s another set of questions to ask. You can definitely boost mutation quirks, which means it probably works on transformation quirks too, but that needs to be tested.” Momo went down the list, checking each one off or modifying the question.

            “Right. Okay, so, we have anal left, as well as transformation quirks. Maybe put long term effects on there as well. Who knows what’ll happen there?”

            “Good idea.” Tsuyu croaked from the bed. “Also. For the boost. Both Momo and I had our base quirk enhanced and a new ability added. Maybe write that down?”

            “Excellent observation! I’d almost forgotten about that.” Momo drew another section on the first board, titling it Boost Parameters. “Mine is more of a restriction being lifted, but I think you may be onto something with the universal enhancement plus single novel factor. We should keep track of that. Now, for the left side.”

            “Well, I think we can assume that all the questions about how I use it carries over from the right. I guess the big question is time limit and what version of the quirk I get.”

            Momo nodded at that, writing down the points he’d raised on the second whiteboard.

            “Alright. That means it’s up to you and Tsu to keep track of what happens. I suppose the big questions we need answers to now are anal and transformation quirks. That last one is low priority since I believe we can safely hypothesize that your quirk would work in that situation. Like Tsu suggested, our top priority should probably just be figuring out as much about the boost as possible.”

            “Sounds like Izuku’s going to need to have more sex.” Tsuyu chimed in from the bed. He blushed at her suggestion.

            “Indeed, it does. Of course, he’ll be investigating the long-term effects of the quirk with me…” Izuku couldn’t help but smile at that. She could have just said having sex with her. “…but you’re right. He should be exposed to some other quirks to see what happens. And the question regarding anal…honestly, I’m not ready to try that myself.” She looked over at Tsuyu.

            “Just because I have a big ass doesn’t mean I’m into anal. Don’t ask me.”

            “What about…” Izuku was almost scared to suggest it.

            “Ochako?” Tsuyu knew where he was headed though, completing the suggestion for him.

            “Yeah. I mean she did say that she wanted to try anal some time. And no one else really suggested it, although you two would know more about that.”

            “As far as I’m aware Ochako is the only one in 1-A who is at all interested in experimenting with anal.” Momo had adopted her classic thinking pose, looking over at him as she spoke. “She wouldn’t be my first choice, but you should probably ask her.”

             “Because of their previous relationship? I doubt Ochako would mind.” Momo blushed and fidgeted a bit at Tsuyu’s blunt question.

            “Well…yes. I suppose that’s why. I know you’re still on good terms,” she turned to address Izuku, “so I can’t help but think that, well, I’m sure you understand.”

            Izuku did understand. He really did. But he’d put all that in the past. “First of all, if you don’t want me to, then I won’t. Like we talked about that first morning, you’re the one who gets the final say in any of this. In fact, I prefer if you’re the one suggesting people in the first place. I want you to be happy. And I’m perfectly happy with just you.”

            “Sappy.” Tsuyu croaked from the couch. That didn’t diminish the mega-watt smiles that he and Momo exchanged.

            “I know Izuku. It’s irrational of me to feel this way, and I know you’d never cheat…” Izuku decided to cut her off.

            “It’s not irrational. Hell, it’s probably the most rational thing about this whole situation. I mean, the second time we had sex it was a threesome! It’d be shocking if you were okay with everything. If you don’t want me to have sex with Ochako, then I won’t. Simple as that. We don’t actually need the answer to the anal question anyways.”

            “Thank you Izuku. You’re right. But I think I’d like you to try. I want you to be more comfortable having sex with others, even if I’m not there, and if what Tsuyu said is true then she’s already offered it before.”

            “She did. But that was a while ago.”

            “The offer still stands. Trust me.” Tsuyu interjected once again. If she said so, it was true. Tsuyu was probably the only person who knew Ochako better than Izuku.

             “See? So, I think she would make for a great person to ask. You know her well, you’re comfortable with each other, and we know she’s excited about trying anal. Really, if it weren’t for the fact that you two have a prior relationship, then she’d the perfect partner for this. She checks pretty much all the boxes.”

            Izuku decided to wait with the question he wanted to ask until Tsuyu was gone. It didn’t really concern her, and she didn’t need to hear it. He let Momo continue.

            “And, I think it would be good for both of you. I know she still feels bad about how your relationship ended, as do you.”

            That was true. He felt guilty that she hadn’t been comfortable enough to tell him about her bisexuality, and about the feeling that he’d forced her to repress that side of herself. She’d said it was irrational, but he couldn’t help it. It hurt him to think that she’d held herself back, especially with how much of a weight had come off her when she’d finally come out to everyone. That he’d been stopping that had felt bad. Some closure wouldn’t hurt…but that also brought with it the risk of reopening old wounds.

            “I agree. You both need this. In my opinion at least.” Tsuyu hopped off the bed, making her way to the door. “I’ll leave you two to figure it out. But just know that I don’t think anything bad will come of it.” Piece said, she exited the room, returning to her own chambers with a simple “thanks and goodbye.”

            “Alright. Fine. If you and Tsu both think it’s a good idea, then I’ll ask her. Before doing that though, why are you so interested in me having sex with other people? It’s not like I really need to.” That was the question he wanted to ask.

            “Hmmm. Why? A few reasons. First, I had a lot of fun last night. Group sex is enjoyable, and this will get you more comfortable with it. As for sex without me? There will inevitably come a time where a mission calls for the use of a boosted quirk. When that happens, I want you prepared and ready to do what needs to be done.” That was incredibly good logic. Izuku was willing to admit that if some situation came along where he was asked to do that now there was no way he’d be able to, not at the drop of a hat. “Also, we should try and figure out if you can hold more than one extra quirk at once. Certain missions may call for combinations that only you could then achieve.”

            She paused for a moment before continuing. “And, a bit more selfishly, there are certain quirks I can think of that would be very fun to use in the bedroom. And I’d like to try that out.” Her entire face turned scarlet at the admission. The speed with which she’d spat it out was shocking, clearly embarrassed by it. That same emotion spread right to him as he started to imagine such scenarios.

            “Well…Ochako’s quirk does seem like it would have its uses…” He supplied. If his girlfriend wanted him to be more comfortable with this kind of thing, then talking about it was a good first step.

            “Yes. Indeed, it does. So, will you ask Ochako? I really do think this could be good for both of you.”

            “Alright. I’ll do it.” Izuku steeled himself for the act but had one question left to ask. “Any advice on how to actually approach the topic? How’d you do it with Tsu?”

            “With Tsu? I just asked her outright and gave her a quick explanation. You probably want to lead into it a bit with Ochako, but don’t worry about it too much. She can be just as direct as Tsuyu.”

            “Alright. I’ll try to catch her today and let you know how it goes.” Mind made up for the mission ahead, Izuku leapt out of Momo’s window, intent on making his back to his own room without anyone noticing his absence.

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            Catching Ochako alone turned out to be more difficult than sneaking back into his room. People were used to seeing him outside and running around, so not too many questions got asked when Mina spotted him. On the other hand, finding Ochako on her own on a day off was an unusual occurrence. And there was no way he was going to have this kind of talk with other people around. Thankfully Tsuyu was sympathetic to his plight, sending Izuku a text to let him know that Ochako was going to her room to read after training. Which was how he found himself outside a girl’s room once again.

            Ochako opened the door herself, her eyes wide in surprise at seeing him.

            “Oh! Deku! How’s it going?” She smiled as she always did, eyes bright and pink cheeks scrunched with joy.

            “Hey Ochako. Do you have some time to chat?”

            “Of course! Did you want to come inside?” She stepped to the side, making room for him to enter. He did so gratefully, taking a seat on her mattress. The open book on the table next to her armchair told him that that was occupied. “So! What do you want to chat about?”

            “Um. Well…uh…hmm…”

            “C’mon Deku! Spit it out!” She laughed at his discomfort, making him blush. He tried to figure out how to start the conversation, any plans pushed out the window by his nervousness. Maybe he should just start simple? That seemed like a good idea.

            “Well, um, Momo and I are in a relationship now.” There. That was safe territory for him to start with. Nothing abnormal or uncomfortable about that.

            “Oh! Really? That’s so nice! Since when? Who asked who?”

            “Oh. A few days now. I guess it just sort of happened. I’m not sure either of us really asked the other out or anything formal like that. We haven’t even had the chance to go out on a date yet.” Izuku blushed at that. It was a good reminder that he really should ask Momo out on an official date. Maybe after told the rest of the class? It would be hard to keep their relationship under wraps with how high profile they both were. Creati and Deku were among the most highly anticipated hero debuts of all time. Their entire class was after everything that had happened during their time as students.

            “Really?” The sly smile on Ochako’s face was a bit discomforting. “So, how’d it go? She invite you up and then wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am you were having sex? Or did you invite her?”

            His cherry-red face and embarrassed sputters must have confirmed her statement.

            “Oh my gosh! Really! That’s what happened! I can’t believe you had it in you!”

            “Wait! Not like that! Well, honestly, sort of like that. But she invited me! And there’s more to it!” Izuku had never been able to lie to Ochako. Or really to anyone. About the only people gullible enough to buy his lies were Kirishima and Mineta. Which wasn’t saying much.

            “Wait a second, you said you started dating her a few days ago…No. Way.” It was extremely concerning how easily Ochako was connecting the dots. He really shouldn’t have told her how long ago the relationship started. She and Mina were far too good at figuring these sorts of things out. It was almost like they had a sixth sense for relationships. “Was it after the truth or dare game?”

            Izuku had two choices now. A, he could lie and say no. Say they’d started dating then because school had ended, and they’d wanted to wait. It was one of his better cover stories. Half the class assumed they’d date at some point anyways, with all the time they spent chatting about strategy and analysis, so she might buy it. But Momo had told him that he should be honest. So, he went with option B.

            “Yeah. It was.”

            “Oh Momo, you dirty, dirty girl!” Ochako squealed as she put the last piece of the puzzle into place. “So. She heard you had two dicks and then just took you up and had her way with you? I mean I know Momo tends to get what she wants, but wow!”

            He felt he had to defend his girlfriend’s honor just a little bit. “Well, no. I mean, she was curious about the two penises part of things, but that was the only reason why she invited me up. Curiosity. Things just kind of escalated from there.”

            “Oh, I’m sure she was curious for entirely academic reasons Izuku.”

            “Yeah, she actually was”, at first, but Ochako didn’t need all the details. “She thought they probably had a quirk associated with them.”

            “Oh. That does make sense. But you did end up having sex, right?” Ochako seemed disturbingly interested in his sex life, but not upset. Just curious.

            “Yeah we did. And they did end up having a quirk.”

            “Really?! That’s so cool! Oooh, what do they do! Can they get bigger? That would explain a lot!”

            “No.” They were plenty big enough, thank you very much. “Actually, well, they each have their own quirk I guess?”

            “Well don’t keep me guessing!”

            “Okay, okay. The right one, when I, um, ejaculate in someone, it boosts their quirk. With Momo it means she can make liquids and gasses without having to use a container. I guess she made the whole bathroom smell like perfume two days ago?”

            “That’s why it smelled like that! I thought someone had just broken their bottle or something! That’s so cool! What about the left one?”

            “It gives me a temporary copy of the other person’s quirk. I’d show you, but honestly I can’t really figure out how to use Momo’s.”

            “Whoa…so cool! You’re so lucky! Your quirks are so awesome! And useful. I guess you don’t know about any other quirks, though do you?”

            “Well…” Izuku trailed off. He’d have to bring it up eventually, and Ochako was basically setting it up for him.

            “Wait, really? Momo wasn’t your first? I thought for sure…”

            “No! She was my first. I haven’t been with anyone else since we were together. It’s just that she-wanted-to-have-an-open-relationship-to-help-us-figure-out-how-my-quirk-works” the last bit came out as machine gun fire. Thankfully Ochako had plenty of practice understanding him.

            “Oh! That makes sense, I guess. You should have just said that from the start. I mean, Tsu and I are already friends-with-benefits. If anyone gets it, it’d be the two of us.”

            “Yeah. It was Tsu who I had sex with, actually. Last night. I kinda thought she would have told you?”

            “Wait. Really? I mean, of course she told me. Not that it was you though. She just said she was going to have a threesome, that she’d answered a call for a ‘unicorn’ or something. I didn’t think it was with you and Momo though…”

            “You’re okay with it?”

            “Of course! Tsu and I set boundaries a long time ago! It’s not like this is the first time one of us fucked someone else. Knowing how much she likes big boobs it’s no surprise she wanted to get in on that action!” It seemed Tsuyu had been right. Ochako really was taking this all quite well. “Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?”

            “That, and, well, um. Uh, Momo-and-I-aren’t-sure-how-my-quirk-works-with-anal-sex-and-you-said-you-wanted-to-try-it-and-I-know-you-and…” Ochako waved at him to stop.

            “Shh, shh. Slow down.” She stayed quiet after cutting him off, fixing him with a serious look as her brain went to work.

            It wasn’t until a minute or two had passed that she resumed once again. “So. You and Momo want to have another threesome, with me this time, and you want to fuck me in the ass? Does that about cover it?”

            “Um. Not a threesome. But…”

            “You do want to fuck me in the ass?” She let him stew on that for a bit before continuing. “That’s good. I do want to get fucked in the ass. You don’t mind if I run this all by Momo, do you? I mean, I trust you, but I assume you checked with Tsu about this and I’d like to do the same.”

            “Um. Are you okay with this?”

            “Of course! I literally told the entire class that I wanted to have anal sex! Why wouldn’t I want to try it out? I mean, I also literally asked you to have sex with me. That offer never left the table, you know.”

            “In that case, yeah, feel free to check with Momo. I’m sure she’ll appreciate it.” This was…remarkably easy. It seemed that Tsuyu had hit the nail right on the head. He watched as Ochako fired off her text message to Momo, fingers flying across the keyboard with a kind of ease he’d probably never match.

            The answering ping came only a moment later. It must have been affirmation because Ochako’s eyes lit up and she looked over at him.

            “Good news?”

            “Yep! I mean, it was expected, but good news! I’m glad, you know. That you asked me.”

            “Really? Why?”

            “I like you Izuku! Not in that way!” She cut off his protest. “But I do like you. And you’re basically doing me a favor! Besides, I never got to apologize for the way we ended.” She stood up and moved to sit next to him on the mattress.

            “You shouldn’t do this to apologize.” Izuku’s voice was firm. “I should be the one apologizing, for making you feel like you were tied down to me.”

            “Izuku!” She looked scandalized, pink cheeks darkening slightly. “You never made me feel like I was tied down!”

            “But wasn’t it because we were dating that you didn’t come out?”

            “Yes! But that was my choice! And not just because we were dating. There was so much happening Izuku! I’d just moved out from home, you know my parents were struggling, the league of villains, it was all too much! I just didn’t have time to sort through things. If anything, you were the one who actually helped me to figure everything out.”

            “Really?”

            “Yep! Do you remember when we grabbed dinner at that noodle place? What you said to me?”

            “About not being afraid to use your quirk? After the rescue training? That helped you come out?”

            “Uh huh. It was right after we had hostage training and I accidentally dropped all that rubble on the hostages. And then I got freaked out and didn’t want to use my quirk around others because of the collateral damage. You said that I shouldn’t be afraid to use my quirk because it was a part of me. And that it was silly to fear a part of myself.”

            He did remember saying something like that. It had been a brutal training with hostages and villain bots. Ochako had lifted so much rubble that she’d lost control trying to drop it. Like she’d said, she’d had a panic attack after seeing all the “hostage killed” messages. He didn’t think that being scolded by Thirteen, her idol, had helped either. To try and cheer her up he’d taken her out for dinner and told her what All Might had told him.

            “And that conversation helped you come out?”

            “Izuku, you told me that you’d never be scared or hate me because of a part of myself. Even if you didn’t mean my sexuality, it applied there too. So, I came out, and you were so supportive even though we basically broke up because of it. I never got to thank you for that.” Izuku personally didn’t see it as a break-up. It was more like their romance just sort-of ended.

            “Okay, but you don’t need to thank me using sex. I don’t want you to feel like you’re obligated or something.”

            “Oh, don’t worry. What I just said was me thanking you. What comes next? That’s closure.”

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            “You want to do it now?” Izuku was sort of incredulous. But at the same time…it was late afternoon, everyone else was probably out, and he couldn’t help but be excited about the idea.

            “Yeah. I do.” Ochako managed to sound simultaneously embarrassed and confident. It was a cute combination.

            “Okay.” And Izuku reached over, cupping her chin with his right hand. He pressed his lips against hers moments later. He could taste the surprise on them, a slight squeal escaping her lips just before he captured them with his own. That didn’t paralyze Ochako for long, though. She was kissing him back mere moments later.

            Ochako still tasted like strawberries. Apparently, her favorite lipstick hadn’t changed since they’d last made out, and Izuku found himself falling back into long-forgotten routines with practiced ease. He and Ochako might not have gone all the way, but that didn’t mean their romance had been entirely devoid of physical affection. His lips moved against hers in a soft dance, sometimes taking the lead and sometimes being led. The kiss wasn’t particularly needy, but it wasn’t chaste either. While in the past kissing had been a sign of affection and adoration between the two of them, there was a definite undercurrent of lust present in this one.

            One of Ochako’s hands going to his crotch only served to amplify that sensation. He couldn’t help but start at the sudden sensation, her hands blindly fumbling at his zipper as their eyes remained closed. The kiss continued for a few moments longer before Ochako broke it off, apparently frustrated by the futility of trying to unzip a strange pair of pants while blind. That situation was rectified almost immediately, Izuku’s fly flying open and the button deftly pushed to the side as Ochako opened his front. He didn’t let her take the pants off all the way, though.

            Being the one to start things off had felt good. His first time with Momo she had the encounter, Izuku not fully taking control until he was pushing into her folds. It hadn’t been any different when Tsuyu had joined them: the two girls had had his pants on the floor and cocks in their mouths before he really knew what was happening. This time, though, he’d been the one to bring their lips together. And he wasn’t entirely ready to give up the initiative just yet.

            He pushed her down against the mattress, a delighted giggle leaving Ochako’s mouth as he planted his hands next to her head.

            “Oooh, I didn’t think you’d take charge!” Ochako smiled up at him, the spots on her cheeks closer to blending in with her blush than he’d seen in a while.

            “You asked for it.” His voice came out quiet and deeper than normal.

            “I guess I…”

            He didn’t let her finish, silencing her with another kiss. This time he let his tongue out of his mouth almost immediately. There was no childish romance in this one. Just passion and lust. Ochako accepted him immediately, her own organ stepping along with his in a tango of fire and heat far more tantalizing than the waltz their lips had been engaged in earlier. When exactly her hands went under his shirt, he wasn’t sure, but the way cool fingers playing his abs like a piano certainly didn’t lower the temperature. Their tongues fought for dominance briefly, but Izuku’s determination won out in the end.

            Ochako seemed more concerned with getting the offending garment off anyways. He cooperated, lifting his arms as she tugged it up and over shoulders. With his shirt hanging around his neck, she had far better access to his upper body. One hand wrapped around his shoulders, fondling and squeezing at the hard muscles that rippled along his arms and chest, while the other busied itself with his lower torso and back. Neither was still for long, desperately grasping at whatever purchase it could find. With all the harsh lines and dips of his toned body, there were plenty of options.

            Eventually he was forced to break the kiss, the stimulation from her touches too much. He gasped for air; face probably just as flushed as hers. He looked at Ochako with a smile, tossing his shirt off the bed.

            “I missed your abs.” She grinned up from under him, pinching the muscles in question.

            “Yeah?” He reared up, crushing her thighs beneath his own and pinning her to the mattress as he rested on top of her. His abs almost glowed in the shadows cast by her reading lamp, Ochako’s eyes falling to the immediately.

            “Definitely.” Both hands tickled at his torso. “Shirtless Deku is best Deku.”

            He wasn’t sure how he felt about being objectified but his brain didn’t really have the capacity to process that at the moment. The sight of Ochako panting and flushed under him kind of drove that thought from his mind. Instead, he undid the tie around her neck, tossing it to his shirt.

            “You look really good in our uniform.” He spoke the truth. Ochako filled out the U.A. uniform in ways that very few did.

            “Mhm.” She stopped playing with his chest, unbuttoning the top few buttons of the shirt. “You sure you don’t like me better shirtless?”

            “Don’t know. Never got to see.” He leaned down again, planting a few kisses on her now-exposed collarbone.

            “Right. Well, if you’d get off me then we could fix that.” She didn’t wait for him to answer, using some move she’d probably learned under Gunhead, and flipped them over. With a quick shift and tussle she was mounting him; the role reversal made him pout. He’d liked being on top. That vanished, however, as soon as the bottom buttons were undone and Ochako’s shirt joined his own.

            “There. That’s better.” She rolled her shoulders a few times, which did wonders for his eyes. Her chest was wrapped in a simple bra the same color as the spots under her cheeks. Which wouldn’t do. He reached up behind her, feeling along the strap for the clip he knew was there somewhere. Thankfully he’d buckled Momo up this morning, which let him know what he was looking for. Sure, it wasn’t as smooth as when his girlfriend did it in one motion, but Ochako looked suitably impressed when her chest was exposed fully to him.

            “Wow. I guess Momo’s been teaching you something, huh?” She smiled. Ochako rolled her shoulders one more time for good measure, sending her breasts bouncing around.

            Fuck. Even with Izuku’s intimate knowledge of Momo’s obscene chest, he couldn’t help but be taken aback by Ochako’s. Sometimes he forgot just how busty she was. And then he’d see her in her hero costume and be immediately reminded.

           That didn’t quite prepare him for seeing them naked, though. Even if Ochako was only an inch or so taller than Tsuyu, she easily dwarfed the other girl in cup size. Let out of their enclosure, they looked positiv enormous on Ochako’s delicate form. Seeing them now, any attempt to resist putting his hands on them was thrown out the window. His fingers dug into the orbs with glee, Ochako letting out a sigh as he did so.

            They were firm. Even firmer than Momo’s. Digging his fingers into them felt like trying to grab a heavy beanbag, the skin and flesh yielding under his touch, but not quite flowing. That explained a lot, because frankly “perky” didn’t do her breasts justice. Unlike Momo, who’s breasts flowed downwards in teardrops, widening at the bottom, and spilling out across her torso, Ochako’s breasts were nearly perfect spheres. They had the same teardrop shape, but the runoff was much shorter. Instead, they seemed to push out from her body, reaching straight out and into the air. There really wasn’t much widening that happened as most of the mass seemed concentrated in the center of her breasts rather than evenly distributed across them.

            Izuku honestly wondered if her quirk subconsciously applied itself to them. But no, his touches revealed that they were just that nice.

            “Harder!” Ochako covered one of his larger hands with a dainty one. She dug into his fingers, forcing them to really grab at her chest. Satisfied with the demonstration, she moved down to his pants.

            Izuku was more than happy to follow her directions. Instead of pawing at her chest like he had been, he allowed himself to really grope it. His hands filled with flesh as fingers pushed against skin, shifting and deforming the fatty orbs as they pushed into Ochako’s tits. Ochako’s own hands were at his waist again, desperately tugging at the waistline of his pants and underwear. While the fly was already undone, her thighs and their position made it hard to get it any further down.

            Izuku took pity on her, bucking upwards as she pulled down. It sent her falling onto his chest, but also accomplished her goal. The slap of skin hitting skirt that followed was almost ominously loud, Ochako craning her head to look behind her.

            “Whoa…” There was definite awe in her voice, as well as a healthy amount of fear. Izuku crunched up to see what she was looking at.

           Both of his cocks rested easily against her skirt-clad ass, jutting out into the air, and hovering over her back. He could easily admit that the sight was intimidating. Each of his shafts was so large that they cast an actual shadow on her bare skin.

            “See why Momo liked them?” He couldn’t resist the comment.

            “Yeah…holy shit Izuku. They’re massive! Can they even fit? Did Tsu take one?”

            It was then that Izuku remembered that Momo had explained a lot to Tsuyu before he got naked. Which he probably should have done as well.

            “They fit. You can ask Momo, or Tsuyu, if you don’t believe me. Apparently, part of my quirk is that they always fit. All the way.”

            “No. I believe you…” Ochako’s voice was breathy from shock. “It’s just…wow. Let’s…let’s do it vaginal first. You haven’t tried anal yet and neither have I and those are huge. Way bigger than my dildos.”

            Izuku nodded, more than willing to let Ochako do what she wanted. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to have more sex.

            “It is exciting though, isn’t it?” She was looking right at his dicks. “You said the left one gives you my quirk, and the right one boosts it? Which one do you want?” It was good to see that arousal was dominating her earlier fear.

            “I want…let’s go with the left one.” Ochako’s quirk had always interested him.

            “Alright. Wanna get started?”

            Izuku didn’t answer, his hands instead going right back to her chest. He wasn’t quite done with that yet. Also, the mood had kind of been put on hold when his cocks had hit her ass. And he wanted to get back to the part where she was fondling his abs and he was fondling her tits. Which happened pretty quickly.

           Ochako seemed to put the intimidation aside, returning to her admiration of his torso as she bent down to give him a few more kisses. They were chaste, tongues absent, but they did cause arousal to return to their bodies. All the nipple pinching he was doing probably helped too. At least, it left Ochako moaning.

            “Hey.” Ochako whispered in his ear. “Want me to keep my skirt on? Tsu always says she likes that.”

            Izuku moaned in response as she licked his ear after the question. The moan was only partially from the licking though. Because that sounded really hot.

            “I’ll take that as a yes.” She kissed him again. And then her body was perpendicular to the bed, rising on her knees as she stood over him.

            Izuku watched her pull the panties and tights from her legs, tossing them in the growing pile of clothing. She looked down at him, still straddling his waist, before dropping down. He grasped his left cock by the base, holding it up for her. The sight was almost ridiculous. With how the mattress sunk under her weight, and the extra height from his pelvis, his shaft nearly reached the midpoint of her thighs.

            “Holy shit Deku. I don’t even have to get on my knees!” He didn’t respond, just watching as she widened her stance and started squatting down. Unlike Tsuyu, she didn’t bother turning around, Izuku’s eyes dancing between hers and her nipples.

            While he held up the base of the shaft, Ochako reached just under the tip to guide it into position. She had to shift her skirt slightly to get a good view of what was happening, which gave him just the barest glimpse of her lower lips. While he thought he saw moisture on them, the skirt swung back into place before he had any real chance to observe them. The feeling when they kissed his tip confirmed it, tough. Heat and moisture pressed down on the tip of his shaft as Ochako paused before going further. He was a bit nervous that Ochako hadn’t orgasmed yet, and her lower lips were nowhere near as wet as Tsuyu’s had been at first: she was wet, but for a dick of his size? He wasn’t totally sure.

            “Are you sure you’re ready to take it?”

            “You said it would fit right?”

            “Yeah, but…”

            “Why don’t you just lay down and let me worry about it, alright Deku?”

            “Ok…just take it easy. I don’t want to hurt you.” She nodded at his statement, her lips tightening as she concentrated. She adjusted slightly, curvy legs shifting to give her a better position. As admirable as it would have been to try and squat straight down on him, her new position looked far more comfortable. She dropped down slightly, allowing gravity and the shovel tip of his cock to spread herself open.

            Doing as she asked, Izuku took the time to take in Ochako’s almost-nude form as she hovered above him. While he could feel his tip ever sos slowly being drawn into her core, he couldn’t actually see it with her skirt blocking the way. What that skirt didn’t hide, though, was most of Ochako’s wonderful legs. While her hero training and martial arts work had burned off the bits of baby-fat she’d had during their first few months at U.A., they hadn’t done anything to diminish her natural curves. He’d heard more than one female classmate compliment the natural hourglass shape of Ochako’s body, and he couldn’t help but admire it as well.

            Sure, her waist wasn’t as tiny as Tsuyu’s, her breasts weren’t as large as Momo’s, and she didn’t have Mina’s muscles. But that didn’t matter. Because Ochako’s body was a balance of all those things. Her large breasts complimented her torso, capping abdominals that carried more than a hint of muscle definition. All the time in the gym and on the mat made sure of that. The sides of her body sloped into a deep V that vanished into the high waist of her skirt. Thankfully U.A.’s skirt was tight at the waist, which highlighted the width and curves of her hips. Her hero costume also did wonders for that. And while that skirt did hide the very tops of her thighs, it was more than short enough that he could see most of them. Especially as she was bending now.

            They weren’t as noticeably muscled or curvy as Tsuyu’s, but that didn’t matter. They were deceptively slender for how perfectly rounded they were, the muscles popping out just above her kneecaps as she engaged them to descend on his cock. How Ochako managed to look so slender and so curvy all at the same time was a mystery to him. But it was also one of the things that made her so attractive. She was just the right mix of taut muscle, slender slopes, and sinful curves. And all of that was dropping down onto his dick in front of his eyes.

            “Oooooh…I can see why Momo got so excited.” Ochako moaned as she dropped a bit. Her lips were gripping him with vacuum-seal tightness, now past the head and onto the slenderer portion of his shaft. He could feel them sucking on every ridge and bump on his cock, the veins that pumped blood to the shaft engorged as they were.

            “Fuck, you’re tight.” Izuku commented from beneath her. He wasn’t sure if it was just the lack of foreplay, but he felt like he might be ripping Ochako in half. And his left shaft was the less girthy one.

            “Oh shiiiiittttt” Ochako only managed the expletive as her thighs spasmed, dropping her down a full inch before she recovered. He reached up to steady her body, concerned by the suddenness of the drop. She breathed in and out a few times before speaking again. “Maybe we shouldn’t have done this right after training.”

            “Do you want to stop? Or do you want me to be on top.”

            “Nah, I’ve got it. Shit, that surprised me though.” She panted a few more times, “but…it does feel good.”

            That made him smile. It seemed like Ochako was going to be just fine. It also seemed like the little accident had emboldened her a bit, as she resumed her controlled fall with more ferocity than before. Now, it really felt like he was being vacuumed into her insides. With how tight her lips were, the sudden relief provided by the silken walls of her canal created a desperate feeling that made him want to bury himself into her.

            “Do you mind if I move?” That feeling motivated the question. That, and he hadn’t really done much when Tsuyu had ridden him. And he wanted to try being a more active participant.

            Ochako’s open mouth let out a few moans before she mustered the strength to answer him. “Slowly.”

            That wasn’t a no, which was good enough for Izuku. He tightened the muscles of his ass and thighs, bending slightly at the knees as he drove his weight through his toes. The motion was slow and controlled, both by his own choice and the grip Ochako had on his cock. Still, it satisfied that ache within him; the need to ram her abated just slightly. Her matching descent along the shaft ensured that even when Izuku’s pelvis returned to the mattress his cock stayed just as buried within.

            It also had the added effect of drawing him out just slightly, creating a short sawing motion that further inflamed his desire. It seemed to do wonders for Ochako as well, who looked at him and clearly mouthed little faster in encouragement of his effort. No further words necessary, he rocked back up and then down once again. Once again, his cock thanked him for his efforts with a pulse of pleasure.

            That pleasure seemed to reach Ochako as well, who once again spasmed slightly and slid down his shaft. This time her moan lacked any of the shock or even a hint of pain. Thankfully, this also put in her in the position where enough of him was inside her that she was able readjust to a more standard position. She collapsed against the mattress, Izuku’s shaft pitching forwards along with her as Ochako’s calves pulled parallel with his thighs. She let out a deep breath of relief.

            “Note to self.” She panted, “don’t try squatting on a dick that big after literally doing squats.” She grinned at him and leaned down to kiss him again. “This is way more comfortable.”

            He answered her with a bold thrust upwards. His thighs slapped against hers, doing wonderful things as they shook around him. Goodness, fucking Ochako in her skirt was a whole new kind of arousing and it was making him do some crazy things. Thankfully he didn’t get scolded for his actions. Instead, she just started to back her ass further down his dick. She even went as far as to twist slightly and palm his testicles with one of her hands.

            Which made him buck upwards once again, eliciting yet another moan from her. This time, his name found its way out of her mouth, Ochako so distracted that his nickname completely escaped her. She didn’t let go of his balls, though. Which were sized proportionately to his shafts. That meant that while one hand was enough to play with them both, she couldn’t encircle them in their entirety. Instead, she rolled them around, letting one slip slightly off her hand before shifting the other to make room again. He thought it was a bit risky as even the slightest squeeze would hurt, but Ochako managed to stay focused even through her impalement.

            He did have quite a bit of control over that himself, which seemingly left enough bandwidth for her to really fondle and play with his nuts. Which was good because that was bringing him a different kind of pleasure. The careful bouncing and massaging she was giving them was far more attention than even he paid them when masturbating. Tsuyu and Momo had been completely uninterested in the other pair of genitals he wielded, and now he wished they’d at least fooled around with them a bit. Because it felt surprisingly good.

            “Ochako…shit. That feels good” He groaned out, his own arousal leaking into the air along with his voice.

            “Yeah?” She leaned down next to his ear. Unfortunately letting go of his balls. Which elicited a punishing upwards thrust and caused her to buck forwards with a groan. “Do you like it when I play with your balls?” She whispered directly to him. She even nipped his ear slightly at his nod before rising back up to return to her earlier work.      

            Looking at her straightened torso, he was once again reminded of the unnatural nature of his cocks. He could quite clearly see the bulge running from the waistline of her skirt all the way up her torso. Even if he couldn’t see his shaft through her skirt the sight of her stomach stretching around it told him that he was almost buried all the way. Of course, he could also tell the difference between what was out and in by the velvet grip she had on him, but there was just something about using the bulge as a ruler instead.

            And then she bottomed out. Her hands stopped moving as Izuku felt the wet heat of her pussy directly kiss the base of his shaft, Ochako turning down to make the same observation he just had.

            “Holy shit.”

            “Told you it would fit.”

            “I mean…shit.” She seemed even more shocked than Momo had the first night. Thankfully Izuku was prepared for it this time, and that seemed to diminish some of the shock for her.

            “Do you want to start moving?” Izuku wasn’t sure how long he could hold back the oncoming flood. The fondling of his balls had greatly reduced his fuse. Also, as it was the third time, he was somewhat willing to admit that his first orgasm seemed to come quicker than the rest. Which was a funny inverse of what the girls seemed to experience.

            “Yeah. Yeah I do.” He watched her thighs tense again, knees once again highlighted by the lines of muscle that stood out from her skin. His balls were forgotten as she braced both hands on his chest, pushing up and out as the slick grip of her pussy slid along his shaft once again. This time her walls flexed the other way, Izuku able to feel her canal bending and rearranging to allow his penis to escape from the tight prison it was contained in.

            She wasn’t leaking nearly as much as the other two classmates he’d fucked, but maybe that was just the seal her lips had on his cock. She was gripping him so tightly that he wouldn’t be surprised if they literally were vacuum seal. He watched, transfixed, as the bulge in her stomach disappeared under her skirt, only to return with a vengeance when she dropped back down again. And then it vanished again, faster this time, as Ochako became more comfortable and confident with the action.

           Her pussy was so tight that it didn’t even seem to be letting out any noise. He was used to wet slaps and slick slides filling the room by this point in the activity; instead, the room was full of moaning and groaning from the two of them. Vocals were the only soundtrack to this sex. There wasn’t any skin slapping or pussy leaking to offset the low grunts and deep moans that they were each producing.

            That was fine though. Izuku was more than happy to give that up for the tightness that Ochako had. He could feel her slick juices along his cock anyways, so he knew she was more than aroused enough to handle it. The foot-long bulge in her torso was also a bit of a giveaway in that regard.

             He was only content with letting Ochako do all the work for so long, however. Thrusting up and into her again would have been nice, but he didn’t want to seem selfish or brutal. He wanted to bring her pleasure, but her clit was hidden by her skirt. Which presented him with a bit of a problem. His first attempt was to slide his hand under it and just look for the little nub, but he didn’t have much luck there. Maybe if he was a bit more experienced, he could have managed, but as it was, he simply couldn’t find and focus on it without the aid of vision. Frustrated by that, he went to remedy the problem in the quickest way he knew how.

            “How many of these do you have?” He ran his hands along the waistline of the green garment.

            “Not sure? Seven or eight maybe?” Ochako groaned, before catching on to what he was about to do. “Wait a second…”

            Her warning came a moment too late, Izuku digging his fingers into the top of the skirt and pulling apart with a light application of One for All. His forearms tensed and bulged; the skirt shredded down the front with all the resistance of a wet piece of paper. Izuku discarded the two halves with about the same care as he would show such a thing.

            Ochako’s disapproval didn’t last any longer than it took Izuku to buck up once again, thrusting into her even as she rose off him. The hand going to her clit turned her silence into a moan.

            “Just ask Momo to make you another one. She’ll understand.”

            “She betterrrrrrr….” Her comment became incoherent as he attacked her clit. Now that he could see where his hand was going, he didn’t hesitate. He used the technique he’d seen Momo use once again. His hand circled and rubbed at her as Ochako frantically dropped down his cock as her legs again gave out. He was starting to wonder if she just lost control of her muscles anytime, she received extra stimulation.

            “Don’t stop!” She screamed down at him when he lost his place as she slipped further down his cock than he’d expected. He hastened to comply with her demand, hand returning to its earlier position. He resumed the rubbing and spinning, interspersing some pinching and grabbing along with it. He also took the opportunity to admire all of Ochako’s form, now able to follow the V he’d admired earlier all the way to her open lips and wide hips. They curved comfortably around his cock, Ochako easily straddling his body as her thighs flexed and drove her core up and down along his shaft.

            His hand moved along with her rocking motion, teasing at her folds as he did the best he could to bring her to orgasm. That didn’t take particularly long, with consequences for them both.

           Izuku had expected to ride out her orgasm as he had with Momo and Tsuyu, but when Ochako’s walls clenched down on his shaft it was like all the pleasure he’d felt from her earlier fondling came crashing back into him. It was almost as though he’d forgotten about a homework assignment only to remember it just before class, such was the impact of the wave of pleasure that rocked through him.

            And so, his own dam broke along with hers. Ochako screamed out in pleasure, collapsing into him as her body was rocked with pleasure. She didn’t shake or vibrate at all, instead her hands buried themselves in his hair, pulling and twisting at it as he gripped her waist, slamming her into his pelvis as he started his own release.

           The initial scream she let out stole the breath and voice from her lungs, and her mouth moved in futile motions as she rode the wave that flooded through her. Izuku felt himself contract and unload within her, watching as her stomach bulged out even more as his semen entered her. As he’d realized earlier, her pussy’s grip on him meant that no liquid was going to be coming out while he plugged her and that was reflected in the stretching skin that he could see.

            The moans came later, delayed as they were. She groaned and whimpered atop him, pink cheeks expanding as her entire face burned with a rosy glow. It was his turn to be silent as he tried to catch his breath, cock comfortably buried within her as he supported her shaken form.

            “Ughhhh…that was amazing. I haven’t come like that in a long time.”

            “Yeah? Glad I could deliver. Still feeling up to anal?” She seemed exhausted from just that. Energy returned to her form at his question though.

            “Definitely.” She smiled again. “Let me just…” she stood up slowly, his still-hard cock drawing out of her core as she did so. This time there was a definite squelching sound as his shaft was hauled through its own deposits, semen leaking out as he went. When his head popped out from her folds, that leak turned into a full-blown stream of thick, white spunk which fell onto the sheets between them. The amount that came out was customary for Izuku, but Ochako looked shocked.

            “Is that?”

            “Normal? Yeah. Momo thinks my body makes extra semen or something.”

            Ochako knelt down beside him, torso facing his pelvis. She played with his balls for a bit, rolling them around again as she studied their form. “I guess it makes sense. These things are pretty big too.” She leaned over to bring her ear to them.

            “Hear anything?”

            “Nope!” She sounded a bit disappointed. “Factories are usually pretty loud, so I thought maybe…” She giggled.

            He answered with a laugh of his own. Ochako could be a bit strange sometimes.

            “Hey, do you want to move to your chair?” He asked her. He knew from experience that there was more than enough room for two.

            She looked at the growing puddles of semen between both of their legs. There was so much of it that it was starting to get a bit uncomfortable in his position. Usually Momo would just clean it up instantly, but they didn’t have that luxury.          

            “Sure! Good thing I was planning to wash my sheets anyways!”

            Ochako moved over to the couch with a bounce in her step, seemingly recovered entirely from the activity moments earlier. She stood over it for a moment before stopping. She turned around, back facing him, and put her hands on one of the arm rests. Cocking her ass back, she looked over to him.

            “How about this? Want to just fuck me now?”

             The view she was giving him was extremely enticing. From this angle, where he was looking at her slightly off to the side, he could appreciate just how well Ochako fulfilled the criteria for a bubble butt. While Tsuyu’s ass was the very definition of “phat” and “thicc” due to the sheer size that it possessed, Ochako’s was no less impressive. Which he’d thought impossible after fucking Tsuyu last night. That wasn’t to say it was small either. Her ass flowed outwards in a perfect circle, continuing the enticing curves presented by her wide hips. The two circles formed by her cheeks rested comfortably above the wonderful thighs he’d already spent plenty of time admiring tonight.

           The most impressive bit, however, was just how much of a bubble those two orbs really formed. Her cheeks stuck out from her body without even a hint of sag, Izuku just now coming to the realization that her costume actually didn’t provide any support for her at all. With an ass like that, it just didn’t need to.

           He’d spent plenty of time admiring and thinking about it while they’d dated, but this was the first time seeing Ochako naked. Now, he was pretty sure he really could rest something on top of the shelf formed by her cheeks like Mineta had once joked about. That had earned the little pervert an explosion from Katsuki, but Izuku had to admit that seeing Ochako naked did bring some truth to the miniature deviant’s statement. The sight of her standing there in anticipation made his cocks literally shake with arousal, Izuku standing up from the mattress without even having to think about it.

           “Fuck. Yes.”

           “Good. The lube’s in the drawer next to my bed.” She tossed him a coquettish grin as she raised her cheeks with her hands, letting them drop into place again. That caused him to freeze, Izuku watching in rapture as they shook. “So, you like my ass?”

           “You know I do.”

           “Even after seeing Tsu’s? I mean, even I like Tsu’s ass better than mine.”

           “That’s an unfair question. Both of your asses are too perfect.” Izuku pulled level with her, deciding to put Mineta’s claim to the test. He turned slightly sideways, separating his cocks around her torso and bringing the right one to rest on her cheeks. He placed the bottle of lube he’d found on the floor, not needing it for this action. His cock sat there comfortably, Izuku floored by just how much flesh still poked out from under it. Her ass really was big enough to be a shelf.

           “Yeah?” She idly played with his left shaft, reaching underneath to palm his balls as well. “Good answer. Glad we can keep up with Momo somewhere.”

            Izuku picked his right shaft up and slapped her ass with it a few times. He’d ask for forgiveness if she didn’t like it. The way it jiggled and flowed under the thumping rhythm hypnotized him. So much so that he didn’t even respond to her comment.

            “So? Still up for fucking me in the ass? Or do you just want to play with it?”

            That caught his attention. He had come here for a reason. And that was to cum in her ass. He twisted behind her, his shafts pressing against her cheeks as he pulled her back into a hug. He rested his head on her shoulder, whispering into her ear as his hands clasped around her waist. Her own palms came to rest on top of them.

            “Yeah. I am. But, uh, how should we do this?”

            “Don’t worry. Tsu told me she wanted to do some anal play tonight, but I’m pretty sure now that she was talking about this. I made sure to clean up so we should be good to go. We can use a condom if you’d be more comfortable though?” He really needed to thank Tsuyu.

            “Kinda defeats the purpose.” He sucked hard on her neck. He’d left more than a few hickeys on Ochako before and was possessed to do so again. Even if this was the last time they ever fucked, he wanted to leave a bit of a reminder. She moaned against him as he did so, clearly pleased by the action.

            “Good. Just take it slow and we’ll be fine then. I’ve played with some pretty big stuff back there before.”

            She bent around his hands, her arms coming down on the armrest of the couch as she pushed him back with the motion. He allowed the momentum to continue, stepping back to create distance between them. He grabbed his right shaft in his hand, holding it out and looking over at her ass. Ochako helpfully reached behind to spread the cheeks apart, letting out a breath through her rear door as she did so. Fuck. It looked small. And tight, of course, but also just small.

            “Do you want the left or right?”

            “Right’s the boost?”

            “Yeah. But it’s also thicker.”

            “Go for it, just lube up first. And keep using lube. Lots of it. I’ll tell you if it’s too much. But since I just had a dick in my ribcage, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

            That was a fair point. He moved forwards slowly, bring his dick to bear. The head pushed against her spread cheeks, forcing them slightly further apart. He rested against the entrance to the forbidden place as he picked up the bottle he’d put down earlier. Uncapping it in a single motion, he turned it upside down and started to squirt the cool liquid onto his shaft. He used his hands to lather the entire length with the slick liquid, mindful of Ochako’s advice on how much to use. Soon enough his entire cock was glistening under the light of her room.

            “Ready?”

            Ochako’s hands dropped from her cheeks, coming back to brace herself against the chair. “Yeah.” Her comment was quiet but certain.

            He lovingly grasped around her ass, admiring the dimples formed by her lower back as he placed his hands around her waist. He had a feeling he’d be needing the ability to pull her back into him. His thumbs found those dimples, pushing lightly into them as Ochako arched her back slightly. He pushed forwards against her, but her asshole remained tight and closed, repelling him with ease.

           His cock bounced off her anus, sent gliding forwards and upwards through her cheeks instead. From his angle it looked like a perverse interpretation of a hot dog in a bun, his shimmering shaft poking out from her bulbous cheeks. That wasn’t all that surprising given how slippery both her ass and his shaft were after he’d poured all the lube on it.

           He reset positions, drawing back, and pushing forwards. Only to experience the same. The sensation of his dick sliding through her taut cheeks was far from unpleasant, though, and he had no trouble just resetting again. Honestly, he would have been content just doing that for a while, but it was unfair to Ochako. She was looking forward to the anal. Unfortunately, he just didn’t seem to be able to penetrate the tiny entrance, drawing forwards and back a few more times in futility.

            When he lined himself up again, he used one hand to hold his dick in place. He pushed against her rosebud again. This time his hand stopped his shaft from sliding, and he felt real resistance for the first time. Izuku was forced to readjust at the barrier, straightening everything out as he started to push against it. With how long his dick was he was a bit worried it would start bending instead of pushing into Ochako, so tight was the barrier formed by her rear. Thankfully his own arousal was such that his cock was as unyielding as a steel beam. He just needed to push a little harder than he had in the past.

            “I’m going to push now. You’re too tight for anything else.” His voice was hoarse with desire. His own expectation of the activity was building as he continued to try and breach Ochako’s ass.

            “Okay. Okay. I’m ready.” He could see Ochako’s knuckles standing out from under her tan skin, the bones pressing up with how tight her grip was. He gave her another moment to steel herself before shoving forwards.

            His hand around her waist tightened, anchoring him to Ochako. His other one stayed loose, a tube for the torpedo that was his cock. His feet flexed and flattened, securing his position on the ground as his knees and thighs pushed forwards in a pulse of strength. That pulse was just enough, cock flying through the tube of his hand and slamming into the tiny opening that was Ochako’s ass. This time, though, it also pierced her insides, maybe half of the head instantly secured inside.

            “Fuck!” She cried out, even her preparation for the sensation not having properly prepared her for the sensation of Izuku entering so suddenly.

            “Are you okay? Need me to pull out?” There was some real pain in Ochako’s voice.

            “Yeah. Yeah, pull out for a second.” He responded immediately. “Don’t worry. It always hurts a bit the first time if I haven’t practiced in a while. Even if I use toys. Just let me sit for a second. Then push a little bit in again.”

            Ochako knew her body best, and if that’s what she wanted that’s what he’d do. He drew back again, hand still in place as a guide. Once again, he prepared himself for a similar push, waiting outside her entrance for her signal.

            “Ready?” He thought he should probably be the one asking her that, but hey.

            “If you are.” He answered.

            “Yeah. Yeah. Go for it.” He heard her breathe deeply.

            He pushed forwards again, shaft shooting out like the neck of a snapping turtle from the shell formed by his hand. It blasted through Ochako’s tight sphincter once again, a similar cry coming from the girl. He could see her shoulders and arms flex under the stress of the sensation, Izuku getting less sure about the whole process. The look she gave him when she turned around assuaged that though. While he could read the pain on her face, she was also panting in clear pleasure.

            “A…” she huffed. “Second. Give me a second.”

            He waited as requested; Ochako needed to be in control for this first piece. He also wasn’t far enough in where he really felt the need to go further. Although the heat coming from inside of Ochako was tempting, her ass didn’t have the same kind of attractive pull that her vagina did. Maybe it was the lack of moisture, or maybe he just wasn’t deep enough. He wasn’t sure.

            “Alright. Alright. Just a bit further.”

            He pushed again, this time with less strength; with the wall already breached he didn’t need it. All the lube dripping along his shaft made that process much easier. His dick slithered out from his hand, which remained in place to guide it forwards. His head crowned through Ochako’s ass, which immediately closed on the narrower bit of shaft just under it. Now, with head fully inside, he was starting to understand the appeal of anal sex.

            It was just so fucking tight. Sure, vaginal sex was tight. The slick grip that lower lips had on his cock whenever he speared into a girl was an intoxicating feeling. He’d never go so far as to say that he preferred anal to that. But being inside Ochako’s ass was just tighter than any pussy he’d plumbed. The dryness only emphasized that feeling, slick lube the only liquid of any kind present in her rear, the oppressive heat and tightness un-offset by the slick warmth he was used to from vaginal sex.

            He looked away from Ochako’s ass when he felt her hand come to rest on her hip, clasped with his own. She’d bent down even futher, leaning a forearm on the couch to keep herself stable.

            “If I squeeze, you can go further.” She explained. With all the panting coming from her, it seemed like she wasn’t super capable of speaking. Just that sentence had taken a few breaths to complete.

            “Okay.”

            His acknowledgement was met with a squeeze from Ochako, her nails digging into his palm as she wrapped her hand around his own. The signal from her hand traveled to his brain and then right down to his legs, which flexed again, driving his shaft further into her gorgeous ass. He shuttled maybe half an inch in with the push, unwilling to go any further. Ochako would just squeeze if she wanted more. Better to undershoot than overestimate.

            She lay on her forearm panting for a bit at the tension in her rear, cheeks flushed and tongue slightly hanging out. Clearly this was enjoyable to her, but he wasn’t sure how if that outweighed the pain at this point. He could tell there was plenty of that by the way her entire body tightened and recoiled at his thrusts. Still, she knew what she wanted. And she’d apparently practiced before, her earlier statement about this being normal coming back to him. Still, he mused, it wouldn’t hurt to put on a bit more lube. He managed another long squeeze from the bottle before Ochako’s own squeeze spurred him to action once more.

            His thrust this time was more drawn out, a controlled affair that sent him deeper into her ass with gradual ease. Ochako had been right, her ass did seem to be getting used to the girth of his shaft. Or maybe that was just his quirk at work. He’d certainly spread plenty of precum around and inside her at this point, which was the prevailing theory on how his quirk worked. In any case, his cock was sliding into her with increasing ease, another chunk of it eaten by her ass. He let out a groan at the tightness, every inch of buried shaft being constricted between her cheeks.

            Another squeeze from Ochako, and he was moving forwards again. Another bit of shaft was thrust forwards, the slight widening of the shaft forcing her even further apart. The sight was extremely arousing, his cock splitting her ass open and pushing her cheeks ever further apart. The lack of lips around her anus meant that he could see his cock slamming directly into her, Ochako’s cheeks forming an inviting triangle shape around the bit about to enter her. He could also feel the skin of his cock stretching under the tight grip she had on it. Whenever he moved forwards, her ass provided so much resistance that he could feel his skin being peeled back. It was slightly uncomfortable, but he doubted it came anywhere close to what Ochako was feeling. He endured it.

            “Oh shit.” Some of her voice seemed to come back to her. “Oh shit.” She wasn’t any more articulate than that.

            “Feeling okay?”

            “Yeah. Yeah. It’s getting better every time you move. How far in are you?”

            “Maybe five inches?” That might have been a bit generous. He was pretty sure that his exposed shaft was still over a foot long. “Too much?”

            “No. No. Keep going. Actually, don’t stop until I squeeze you.”

            That was alright by him. He shoved more and more shaft into her, vanishing inch by inch into her tight hole as he plowed forwards. Ochako’s groans became moans bit by bit, her skin stretching and accommodating his girth as he pushed forwards. Every motion required more effort than he’d ever had to use when entering a girl, each little shift an exercise in strength and control. Even as Ochako’s insides warped around his cock, the tightness didn’t let up. So focused on his movement was he that he lost track of how much was going inside her, only stopping to rest when he felt her fingernails again prick his palm.

            Looking up, he was shocked to see a good nine or so inches of cock buried in the brunette. The going really had gotten easier at the end there, his shaft sliding into her loosened hole with far less resistance than he’d felt at first. Still, more than he was used to, but she was loosened and lubricated enough that he was able to start moving more comfortably. At the very least, his dick didn’t feel at risk of bending every time he moved forwards. That concern lifted, he moved his guiding palm back to rest on Ochako’s waist, far more interested in feeling her than in feeling his own cock.

            “You’re taken more than half.” He couldn’t keep the hint of awe out of his voice. Sure, he’d seen his shaft pushing against her breasts earlier, but somehow this was even more impressive. It certainly took more out of her.

            “Shit Deku. I feel so…” she moaned as he moved slightly “…full. Way better than the toys.”

            “Yeah? Glad to hear it. Not regretting it?”

            “Not now. Keep going. I want to try and take all of you.” He moved to fulfill.

            Her request was answered when Izuku felt his swollen balls slap against her clenched thighs. They ricocheted around underneath him, a silent pair of bells to signal that the freight train that was his cock had reached its destination. He let out a moan of pleasure at the added stimulation, so consumed by the gripping heat on his shaft that he’d forgotten to even pay attention to how much was inside. He’d been more focused on the fascinating way Ochako panted and writhed underneath him. Izuku doubted he’d ever be truly dominant, but this position did let him see the appeal.

            Having Ochako moaning in pleasure as he drove into her ass brought with it a perverse sense of satisfaction and pleasure that scratched him in places that he hadn’t known even itched. Still, he was glad to see that she was enjoying this too. Perhaps even more than him by the looks of it.

            “Fuuuuuucckk. Fucking dammit you feel so fucking big in me.” She had quite the foul mouth with an ass full of cock.

            “You’re so tight, Ochako. Tighter than anything.” He praised the grip she had on him. He’d noted it before, but it bore repeating. There was something about the lack of moisture that brought that incredible tightness to even greater heights. The sensation was simply unique in ways that he hadn’t imagined before. A worthy competitor to the pleasure of being buried in a woman’s vagina.

            “Fuck, Deku, you’re splitting me in half!” Ochako exclaimed, her breaths coming short and quick now that she was really starting to enjoy the process. Judging by the way her cheeks spread around him, that probably wasn’t far from the truth.

            “I’m going to start moving now.” Normally he would have phrased it as a question, but in this position? With this kind of control? He’d be taking advantage of it.

            The moment he tried to slide backwards, Izuku gained a whole new appreciation for anal sex. Pushing into Ochako had been one thing, the way her ass clenched around him making the journey so difficult that the final reward had felt all the sweeter. But now he got an idea of just how much friction there was between them. The way her ass clenched around his shaft as he tried to pull out was unmatched.

            When he’d pulled out of Momo and Tsuyu in the past, it had felt like their pussies had cried out for him to return. As if they were sorry to see him go and wanted him to come back right away. Ochako’s had been much the same. Her ass, though, felt like it wasn’t willing to let him leave. It tightened around him like a boa constrictor with its prey, gripping and pulling all at the same time. Even though Ochako kept her body steady, it felt like she was actively trying to restrain him.

            As intoxicating as that sensation was, Izuku managed to pull through. Literally. And that was only because stopping would have meant giving up the friction that was bringing him pleasure. Ochako moaned under him, her body flexing and twisting as he extracted himself from her core. He crawled back out of her, sending his pelvis back without moving his feet or legs. He’d decided to try out something different with the anal and he didn’t want to bother with extracting himself entirely before switching directions. From what he’d heard, Ochako had been at the heights of her pleasure when he was all the way inside, and he didn’t want to deprive her of that.

            Also, the friction was driving him crazy and he had a sneaking suspicion that going faster would only improve that. And only having to move his pelvis would definitely enable that.

            His torso went forwards as his butt went back, his secure grip on her waist giving him the support he needed as his weight shifted forwards. Bending slightly at the waist, he stopped when he felt tightness in his thighs. Looking down, it seemed as if close to eight inches had left her body. Satisfied that more than half his cock was outside, Izuku prepared to switch directions. Ochako caught him before he could, though.

            “More lube.” She breathed out, Izuku barely able to understand her with her head buried in the armrest of her chair. While her mouth was uncovered, it was hard for the sound to reach him from under her body. Thankfully, he managed. He reached for the lube once again, opening it with his teeth and sending a few generous squirts directly between her cheeks. The cool sensation elicited a groan from both of them, Izuku spreading it along his cock.

            This time, he was the one who squeezed her hand.

            “I’m starting again.”

            Ochako didn’t have time to respond. Izuku moved forwards to get back the friction he’d lost while pouring lube down on his cock. His hands ran over Ochako’s back as he pushed forwards, still too timid to attempt a real slam. Even if he was enjoying being able to set the pace, he wasn’t trying to blast her asshole; he wanted Ochako to feel good. His hands lightly massaged around her waist as he shoved inwards, his cock a slow, unstoppable force that pushed her open once again.

            He reveled in the heat that came from Ochako’s core, bathing his shaft in a dry warmth so unlike the molten walls his shaft was used to piercing. That was another difference between anal and vaginal, he was starting to realize. Everything came back to the lack of moisture in her ass, all the different sensations bred by that tight dryness. And the kind of heat that he was feeling was no exception. Without the liquid moisture to spread that heat around him, he was instead burrowing towards it. While the insides of Ochako’s ass were warm on their own, it was her core that really produced the warmth that he found himself craving. And the only way he was getting any closer to that was by pushing into her.

            His balls slammed against her thighs again as he sought out the very core of her body, stymied by the obstacle her fat ass presented. He took the forced pause to grope and squeeze those cheeks, pressing them together around his shaft to further increase the tightness. He lifted them slightly, watching in fascination as they jiggled beneath his touch. Both he and Ochako were panting and moaning now, just a few draws of Izuku’s shaft enough to bring them to new heights of pleasure. For Ochako, he hoped, it was because she was finally starting to feel the pleasure she’d expected from the anal sex. He’d been feeling that same kind of enjoyment ever since he’d entered, but the longer he spent sawing at her insides the more he was appreciating the sensation.

            He drew back once again, Ochako’s gripping insides coming close to tearing at his skin as his shaft left the cavern they presented. The movement was quicker this time, Izuku’s confidence in extracting himself growing with the volumes of Ochako’s moans. He hoped that no one else was anywhere nearby because the noises coming from her were quickly becoming unmistakably driven by pleasure. And it wasn’t like his own mouth was doing anything different.

            “Fuck. Your ass is so fucking tight.” He panted with the exertion, his hips switching directions as his shaft flexed under the pressure. It seemed like no matter what he did, he’d always have a bit of trouble going back into Ochako after coming out.

            “Faster. Faster.” Ochako didn’t seem capable of focusing on anything but the sex, one-word exclamations switching from expletives to his name, and the occasional direction.

            Izuku obliged with pleasure. His push forward was getting closer to being a proper slam, his hips meeting Ochako’s with an audible slap, followed by a smaller one made by his sack hitting her legs. His hands were kept busy, also in Ochako’s ass, but buried in her cheeks rather than her tunnel. While not all the flesh covering them was muscle, he still had plenty of trouble submerging his fingers into them. It wasn’t for lack of trying either. He could see red lines being left behind by his fingers, the groping getting to the point where he was nervous to get any more physical. So, he allowed his grip to loosen slightly, instead focusing on the driving force he was using to penetrate Ochako’s forbidden place.

             He was starting to realize that at least some of his arousal came exactly from that fact. Position combined with the type of penetration was tripping some sort of primal instinct in his mind that was bringing him a sensation of dominance he hadn’t expected from this kind of sex. Even if he’d been the one fucking Momo and Tsuyu at the same time yesterday, there was something different about doing it anally. The way Ochako bent and panted beneath him while he blasted through her ass was simply different from what he’d felt before. Not better, but different.

            “Feeling good?” Izuku asked, curious to see if this was living up to what she’d expected. He slammed back into her to punctuate the question; her cheeks sent into motion by the force. Even if the amount of cock being moved around wasn’t as impressive as it could be, the sheer power with which Izuku ended each thrust was more than enough to force out a moan each time.

            “Soooo…” Ochako’s had to stop when another thrust sent air up her body and out of her mouth. “Gooood.” She moaned out.

            The enthusiastic response made him feel comfortable going even faster than before. His trusts sent her ass bubbling and flowing under the force being produced, Izuku’s hands no longer on it to secure it in place; he was more than happy to watch the way it bounced around. Instead, his hands went to Ochako’s waist in a loving caress, squeezing at her slightly as he felt her skin with his palms. His entire body was tingling from the sensations, arousal coursing through it as he reduced his former girlfriend to a moaning pile of mush.

            Ochako’s arm gave out after a particularly powerful penetration, her head fully buried in the arm of the chair as he pounded against her. He could feel her thighs starting to weaken as well, resolving to finish the entire experience before he had to support her weight with only his cock. Sure, it was big, and Ochako was small, but he wasn’t about to try lifting her with only his shaft. He’d much rather focus on fucking her instead. Also, he was getting close to his own release.

            “Are you going to cum?” He leaned over to call directly into her ear.

            “Already.” She turned to look at him with a smile. “Did. And yes.”

            He must have missed it in the intensity of the sex. Probably distracted by the way her ass distorted and distended with every powerful thrust. Sue him, Ochako had an incredible ass. And he was kind of getting lost in the pleasure. With the amount of swearing coming from her, he doubted he’d have been able to distinguish an orgasm from a shout of pleasure.

            The pace picked up yet again as he tried to bring them both over the edge again. The “fuck fuck fuck” from Ochako picked up along with it, her voice combining with the sound of skin hitting skin to further fuel his frenzied fucking. Izuku had no doubt that if Mina was in her room she’d be able to hear plenty of what was going on. Hopefully she’d just assume that Tsuyu and Ochako were going at it again. Earlier comments from Mina suggested that Ochako was just loud when it came to getting some action. That was fine by him; it masked his own noises.

            What it also did, was heighten the sense of pleasure he was getting from the sex. The naturally dominant position combined with the conquest of Ochako’s asshole was taboo enough, and the way she was screaming at his actions only furthered that feeling. Which meant he wasn’t going to hold on for much longer. Doing his best to keep his own voice quiet from any involuntary listeners, he leaned over to Ochako’s ear again, his thighs pounding against hers.

            “I’m about to cum.”

            Apparently, that was a good thing to say, because this time he felt Ochako’s orgasm. He saw the muscles under her ass flex and clench, causing her canal to tighten to such a degree that he was forced to stop himself. Already hilted, he felt the full pressure of the squeeze, which caused his balls to contract just like her ass. The lewd moan and limp arms that came next were more than enough confirmation of what was happening. Her sweat-matted hair fell around the armrest, face buried into the fabric as her body gave up on her. He barely managed to support her weight himself, body also wracked by the throws of pleasure.

            His cock did its best to expand in its extremely tight sheathe, the volume of semen running down it forcing Ochako’s cheeks apart with the pressure his testicles pumped it up. They rumbled beneath him, forcing waves of cum outwards and through his right shaft. Unattended as it was, his left shaft stayed quiet.

           Ochako must have felt what was happening, her moans picking up again as he started pumping her full of cum. They remained locked together for what must have been minutes as he emptied himself into her stomach, his hands able to feel the expansion that was happening there.

            And then it was over. He collapsed the moment it ended, dick still in her ass, taking a seat on the chair with Ochako in his lap. Her head found its way under his chin, Izuku able to feel her back expanding and contracting with her breath as they both raced to find their voices.

            “Wow.” Izuku won.

            “Yeah. Wow.” Ochako came in close second. “I thought I felt full when you were fucking me, but now…” She gestured to her slightly bloated stomach. “I’m pretty sure I could skip dinner.”

            Izuku could only laugh slightly in response, still shocked by how untethered from reality his penises really were. “Do you want to, uh, unplug yourself?”

            “Yeah, Deku, I do. But then my nice couch is going to drown in cum, which is not good. How the fuck do you and Momo deal?”

            “She can make towels.”

            “That’s so unfair. Although, I guess it’s kinda necessary if she’s going to be dating you. Alright then, get up and carry me over to the closet so I can grab a towel.”

            Izuku stood up, lifting Ochako along with him. He was careful to keep himself locked inside; that wasn’t hard with how tight her ass was and how large he was. Before he started moving, Ochako squeezed his arm.

            “Let me try something first. You did want to find out if anal would transfer the boost, right?”

            He nodded in response.

            “Okay.” Instantly, he felt like he wasn’t carrying anything. She must have used her quirk on herself. “Huh. It definitely does work!”

            “Really?” He was a bit surprised. How was anal any different from Momo swallowing his cum? Then again, quirks didn’t really make sense.

            “Yep! I don’t feel any nausea at all!”

            “I thought you’d gotten over that. I’ve seen you float yourself plenty.”

             “Oh, I did. But I just learned to deal with it. It’s always, like, in the back of my head. But now it’s totally gone!”

            That made his life easier. Carrying someone who was literally weightless was easier than normal. Even if Ochako was light and he was extremely strong. She made it even more ridiculous by shifting out of his arms, literally floating with only his cock as a tether. They both giggled at that, the sight so absurd that there was no other response. Still, she did grab a few towels, placing one on the couch and then pushing off his torso. Ochako floated off the tip of his cock, spinning in midair and throwing him a peace sign as semen leaked out of her and onto the prepared towel.

            The sight was so comically erotic that he was caught between getting an erection and full-on dissolving into laughter. In the end his tired cocks made the decision for him, Izuku bending at the waist as he chortled along with Ochako.

            She wiped her entire body off as he watched, tossing the soiled towels away and gesturing for him to sit down. This time she didn’t plop down on his lap, instead taking a seat next to him and leaning against the arm rest. Her legs crossed his lazily, her toes flexing as she looked over at him, a towel secured just above her breasts. She sat on the first towel, asshole not entirely empty.

            “So. How’d you like it? Think you’ll have anal sex again?” She asked him casually.

            “Is that an invitation?”

            “Maybe. More curious though.”

            “I…it was weird. I enjoyed it, but I don’t think I’ll go seeking it out?” He decided to be honest. The dominance and taboo nature of the act were arousing, but he wasn’t a naturally dominant person. And if he was being honest, he preferred vaginal.          Not that it had been bad; quite the opposite, in fact. It was just that if he were forced to choose, he’d only pick anal if he wanted to spice things up.

            “Hmm. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I know it’s not for everyone. For what it’s worth, I fucking loved it.”

            “It sure sounded that way.” He smiled at her, glad to hear that she’d had fun. “Not up for another round?” He wasn’t really either after that. He kind of wanted to clean up.

            “Nah. I ain’t walking for a day or two after that, any more and who knows what I’ll miss.”

            “Good thing we don’t have classes.” She nodded at that, both of them settling into comfortable silence. Ochako grabbed her phone, firing off a few texts as he just studied her. She was just so cute. And pretty.

             “So.” She was the first to speak again, looking up from her screen. “I’ve been thinking…”

            “About what?”

            “Asking Tsu out. Like officially.”  

            “That’s great!” He wasn’t sure she should be telling him, but hey, good news was good news.

            “I’ve actually been meaning to do it for a while. A long while.” She was clearly leading into something, so he just let her talk. “I…I wanted to ask you about it first, actually. And now that you’re with Momo…”

            He put two and two together. “You didn’t want to go official with her because of how we ended?”

            “Yeah. I was scared you’d think I broke it off just to be with her.”

            “Ochako, we stopped dating more than a year ago. And I’d never think that!”

            “I know it’s stupid!” She blushed, “I just couldn’t help it! And then we never really talked about things, and I, ooh, I know how silly it all sounds.”

            “Hey, it’s okay.” He soothed her gently. The last thing he wanted was for her to get upset. “I mean, I thought about the two of us for a long time.”

            “Yeah? Ever think of getting back together?”

            “Of course. But you and Tsu look really happy together. Actually, you just looked really happy after you came out. I didn’t want to go back to before that.”

            She smiled at that, a tear forming in the corner of her eye. “Thanks for that. Yeah, I am really happy. With everything. Even if I did want things to end differently between us.”

            “Did?”

            “Yeah. Now, with you and Momo dating, and school ending, and Tsu dropping hints left and right…I think I’m ready to move on.”

            “Even though we just had sex?” He gave her a gentle smile, his eyes brimming with happiness and mirth.

            “Heh, yeah. Kinda strange. Never heard of closure sex before, but I feel like that’s what we just had.” She turned, her legs slipping off his, her hands clasped in her lap.

             “So, you gonna ask her out?”

            “Just did. She said ‘why’d it take so long.’” So that’s who she’d been texting. Kinda weird to ask someone out right after getting fucked in the ass, but hey, he wasn’t going to judge.

            “Congratulations!” He beamed at her. He had a pretty good idea of how she was feeling, having gone through the same thing just a few days ago.

           As if that was a cue, her door creaked open, Izuku frantically reaching for a towel to cover himself while also trying to hide behind the couch. Thankfully, he realized, it was Tsuyu herself who came in. She paid him absolutely no mind outside of pushing his leg to the side with her own as she straddled her now-girlfriend.

           The kiss they shared was searing hot and surprisingly intimate, Izuku clearly able to see tongue getting involved. Clearly these were two people who’d made out with each other before. It took them nearly a minute before breaking apart, Tsuyu gracefully twisting to sit in Ochako’s lap and face him.

           “Hey Izuku.”

           “Hey Tsu. Guess you got the message.”

           “Yeah. Thanks for fucking some sense into her.”

           “No problem!” He answered her grin with a wide smile, Ochako snorting at the comment.

           “I guess he sort of did, didn’t he?” She admitted. Tsuyu pecked her on the lips again, nodding.

            Izuku stood up, grabbing one of the few unused towels and wiping himself off. He put on his clothes in record time, looking over to the two lovebirds now spread out over the couch. “I’ll leave you two to it, then. Enjoy yourselves!” He made for the door.

            “Hey, Izuku.” Tsuyu called to him. “Did it work? Anal?”

            “Yeah. Ochako said it did. How’s the boost coming for you?”

            “Great. Way stronger now.” She looked at Ochako. “Wait until you see what I can do with my tongue.”

            Taking that as his cue to go, he put his hand on the doorknob, only to be interrupted yet again. This time by Ochako.

            “Oh, Deku?”

            “Yeah?”

            “Tell Momo to let us know if she ever wants to…experiment…again. We’re official now, but you kinda rocked both our worlds from what Tsuyu said. I think I can say we’d both be open to doing it again some time.”

           He blushed at that, admittedly excited by the idea. “I’ll keep that kind mind.”

           “You do that. Now get back to your girlfriend. She probably wants a written report or something knowing her. And I want some time with mine!”

           The stupid smile on Ochako’s face brought him a sense of warm joy only amplified when he reached Momo’s room, his own girlfriend catching him in a surprising embrace as she pulled him into a cuddle. Life, he decided with hands wrapped around her as they chatted, was really good.         

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Whoo boy! This was another long one! Thanks for making it to the end! As always, constructive criticism is welcome.

Hopefully you feel satisfied with the closure Izuku and Ochako have received. I enjoyed writing it! I’m starting to think that most chapters will be this long, which may mean that some take a bit longer to post.

The next chapter features a girl not at U.A! Sort of.

Keep the suggestions for chapter 6 coming! I won’t say who the current front runners are, as that would give away plans for future chapters.

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