Chapter 0 - personal day

Pro Hero work can be incredibly demanding, and incredibly time consuming. Shoto has known this since he was a child, and had the chance to count his blessings when his father was too busy to come home, sometimes. Though that business was a good thing for his family, he does think that it wouldn’t be a good thing for every family, and doesn’t picture himself with a family, once he decides that he does want to be a hero, of his own making.

Yet somehow he ends up with Momo so early on that, by the time they have both become pros, he can’t imagine his life without her. At the very least, their distance exists not only because of his busy schedule, but hers as well. She is a successful pro herself, and it’s not just that one of them is busy, but that they’re busy at different times, sometimes just missing each other, and she can understand his business just as he can understand those.

However, that does not make it any easier to deal with, and “just missing each other” can be frustrating at times. Sometimes it feels like a long distance relationship even though they live together, and they mostly keep in contact via text. All of that can get rather old, and Shoto is sure that she wants to see him more, just as much as he wishes that he could see her more.

Let’s take a personal day , he finally texts her at one point, when he feels that the distance has become too much. He is not particularly spontaneous, nor is he one to plan things like this, but he is going out of his mind, not being able to see her. Sometime soon, let’s take a day together. 

I’d love that! she replies, and he can imagine her smile and he wishes that he were there to see it. So the two plan to have a day together, with nothing to interrupt them, and he waits for it impatiently, counting the days until he will finally have her to himself.
Sure, there are times leading up until then where they have spare moments together, as there are always times when they have spare moments together, but that time just feels like a teaser before the main event. He doesn’t know if Momo feels the same amount of tension, but he knows that he does, that he can barely wait for their personal day.

As fate would have it, the day before is particularly busy for him, and he is busy in the sort of way that keeps him out until nearly the next morning. Shoto is exhausted when he gets home, but then, he sees that Momo has waited up for him, or got up early to wait for him, and none of that really matters anymore.

He’s crossed the room to grab hold of her in an instant, his lips on hers, and he doesn’t even care how forward he is being; he’s missed this, he’s missed her, and he isn’t going to waste a second of what time they have together holding back. There was a time when neither of them could make any progress at all due to their shyness and lack of experience, and even now, it can be hard to know when to make a move, but, even if it’s just this once, Shoto absolutely can’t hold back.

Momo is frozen in his arms for a moment in her surprise, before she melts into it, a soft moan escaping into his mouth, and, god, he’s missed being with her so much .

It’s difficult to undress when they can hardly bring themselves to break the kiss or tear apart, but they eventually manage to get out of their clothes over time, and when he has her against the wall, he reaches a hand between her legs, and nips at her ear. She already seems pretty into this, but even so, he takes his time working a finger inside of her, slowing down now only because he enjoys the way she squirms, the face and the sounds she makes.

Though he is pretty impatient himself, he’s able to cool off just enough to tease her, because he knows that will only make it better for her in the end, and therefore, better for him as well. She can barely breathe, gasping out, and there are times when he thinks he hears her attempt his name and he gives a shiver, wanting her even more than before, but still he waits. He waits until he has her there, on the edge, and only then does he pulls back his hand, leaving her even more desperate for him than before. A bit cruel, perhaps, but only because that’s what makes all of this more fun.

Pressing himself up against her, he remembers just how much he needs this, and it is with a soft groan of sheer relief that he sinks inside of her, and he seriously missed this. Momo wraps her legs around him, and he supports her against the wall, her face resting on her shoulder where he can hear every gasp and soft moan as he begins to work his hips, begins to thrust up into her. Even though they haven’t been able to spend much time together, and therefore haven’t been able to do this in a while, they haven’t lost the rhythm they’ve discovered, and they fall into it easily, their hips working in tandem.

She holds onto him tight as she’s bounced by the rhythm, and he places a hand on the back of her head to make sure that she doesn’t bump into the wall, even if the two of them may lose themselves in this. He doesn’t know how long they’ll be able to keep it up, what with how exhausted he really is, but for right now, none of that matters. For right now, the only thing that matters is that he has her, and he feels more relaxed than he has in weeks.

When he feels her start to go tense, her breathing growing more and more uneven, he knows that it won’t take much more to push her over the edge. All he has to do now is hold onto her tight and continue driving into her, glad that she’s so close since he isn’t going to last much longer himself. And then, she lets out a sharp gasp and gives way to spasms, all of the tension he felt building up in her releasing at once.

He doesn’t bother trying to hold back at that point, and while she goes to pieces in his arms, he joins her, just barely able to support the both of them as he gives in to his climax. For a moment, he can’t register anything other than the woman in his arms, and he stands on shaky legs, holding her as they pant, struggling to catch their breath.

Slowly, his senses return to him and he gently sets Momo down, still supporting her, certain that he must be mimicking the blissful half-smile on her face right now. Yes, he desperately missed her and desperately needed this personal day.

And, though they do spend a lot of the day after that getting caught up on lost sleep, they’re still together, and whenever they are awake, they take advantage of the time that they have. 

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