Chapter 2 - Self-Discovery

Six Months Until Entrance Exams…
 
It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the last three months of Momo’s life had been some of the happiest so far. Who could have known that taking the chance to sneak out from under her parents' noses (and by extension their extensive security forces) to go to something as simple as a mall would have yielded results like this?
 
Certainly not Momo.
 
She almost wanted to send those stupid perverts a thank you card, because without them she never would have met him. There was never any real danger of course. Momo knew she was beautiful, and on the few occasions she’d escaped from underneath her parents' thumbs there was never a shortage of wolf-whistling, catcalling creeps. Most of the time it was easy enough to ignore them, but those two buffoons were a cut above the rest in terms of pigheaded stubbornness. She'd been moments away from using her Quirk and forcing them to let go of her, laws be damned, before like a great green jungle cat pushing out from the forest Izuku had appeared.
 
He wasn’t like the rest. When every other shopper had walked right on by knowing full well she was being accosted, more than happy to look the other way, he had immediately moved to her rescue. The fake name was jarring, but as soon as she’d realised what he was doing she had no problem playing along, taking advantage of the idiot pairings surprise to latch onto him in the hope they would finally get the hint.
 
They hadn’t, and Momo had honestly feared things were about to escalate to criminal proportions before she’d heard that voice. It was incredible, obviously a result of Izuku’s Quirk as a few simple words had left her attackers practically trembling, but to her it had been nothing short of angelic.
 
While they’d been hit with a blunted hammer of anxiety and fear she had been uplifted, cradled in a warm, unearthly tenor that smoothed away any of her nervousness and just screamed that since he was there everything would be alright. Thankfully for Momo’s dignity, he hadn’t noticed her breathlessness, or perhaps he just hadn’t mentioned it as she was sure her heartbeat was audible from across the mall!
 
Everything that came after was like a blur, from the look of disappointment on his face yanking on her heartstrings as it quickly became unbearably apparent that it was her fault, to the sheer desire when she’d pulled the new stone from her flesh.
 
Just the thought of those smokey pink eyes burning into her soul made Momo drip, the memory still clear as day as for the first time she felt wanted for more than simple things like her body or her money. That one look had told Momo all she needed to know about how Izuku saw her, like she was a single glittering star in a pitch-black sky. Getting to know him had been even better, the movie they went to spent speaking to one another in hushed, giddy whispers as the people in the rows ahead shot them scornful looks that didn’t even register with the bubbly couple. Learning about his single-minded obsession with becoming a Hero, and how he wanted nothing more than to just save people with no ulterior motives or concerns was just the icing on the cake!
 
His Quirk was just as interesting, though he would doubtlessly do his best to make her blush by extolling the flexibility and uniqueness of her own. Listing all one thousand and one reasons why she would make an even more incredible Hero while she blushed and giddily tried to make him shut up. He wouldn’t though, and if it weren’t for one, single, infuriating detail her life would be perfect.
 
Her parents.
 
Momo loved her parents, but they brought obsessive over-protectiveness to a whole new level. When they’d discovered she’d snuck away for the day they’d fired half of their security detail and grounded her for a whole month. The thought of them discovering that she had a b-b-boyfriend filled her with a fear like nothing else. So she hid the evidence. She spoke to Izuku constantly, but on her phone he was listed under a different name, with a different picture, and any of their meetings were meticulously planned out to make sure they were never caught.
 
To her near rapturous relief he understood, never questioning her motives or behaviour, seemingly more than happy to do anything she said as long as he could see her, talk to her, smell her, touch her. That last one filled her face with blood, flashbacks to some of the afternoons they’d managed to steal away almost leaving her smoking, and so Momo nearly missed the sound of tapping on her bedroom window…
 
On the second floor.
 
‘He wouldn’t…’
 
Sat with her back buried in a mound of pillows and the bed covers pulled up practically to her chin, Momo turned to look at the large set of windows covered from wall to wall with thick red drapes. She looked and she stared, almost hoping that her ears had deceived her before with a series of condemning thunks the sound came again.
 
“You wouldn’t…” She whispered.
 
With a dread-ridden snap, she shut the book in her hands and pulled off her thin-framed reading glasses, carefully placing them off to the side before frantically throwing the covers from her body and LAUNCHING herself out of bed, barely taking a moment to straighten out the almost too tight cotton t-shirt she used for sleeping while the loose legs of her pyjama bottoms billowed while she ran.
 
Almost skidding into the wall she snatched up the curtains and pulled, peeking out into the night air while praying to anyone who would listen that Izuku wasn’t outside her window where anyone could see him.
 
He was. All fluffy-haired, freckle-faced and beaming from ear to ear with that big goofy grin that made her heart stutter while he hung from the edges of her window sill!
 
“Izuku!” She hissed, gaping as he had the sheer cheek to give her a wave while she floundered. “What the hell do you think that you’re DOING?!”
 
Still smiling, he looked at her with a puzzled look and Momo realised with a start that he couldn’t hear her because of course he couldn’t.
 
‘Oh for the love of-’
 
Slumping in boneless despair her arms nevertheless rose to begin undoing the latches, pulling them free with a series of sharp clicks before stepping back as the window panes swung out wide and her unfairly hunky boyfriend hauled himself into the room, rolling through and landing on her lush cream carpet with a grace that made her envious before he straightened up with a sigh of relief.
 
“Whoo!” He laughed, clapping his hands loud enough to make her wince as he dusted himself off and turned around to face her. “Man, that was kinda close! Almost thought I had the wrong room…”
 
He trailed off at the sight of her expression, arms folded under the plump shelf of her breasts as she glared, blatantly unamused at his nonchalance while taking an aggressive stance that effortlessly put him onto the backfoot.
 
“Umm… hi?” He tried, and Momo took a dark pleasure in his sudden hesitation.
 
“What…” She ground out. “Are you DOING here?” 
 
His danger senses seemingly began to kick in as she impatiently tapped her foot.
 
“I-uh-came to… see… you?” 
 
Momo took a step forward and immediately Izuku started to back peddle, showing none of that earlier grace as he almost tripped over his own feet while she pushed herself up and into his face.
 
“Oh really? That’s sweet.” 
 
The smile didn’t reach her eyes. 
 
“Out of curiosity, at any point did you think you might get CAUGHT?”
 
This time he did stumble, just barely catching himself on the drapes next to her open window.
 
“Eh, I mean, yes? NO! Definitely no! I had a plan and everything!”
 
“Oh really.” She indulged him, suspicious but still willing to give him the benefit of doubt. “And what was your ‘plan’?”
 
“... Don’t?”
 
…
 
Momo chose not to use words. She used her fists instead.
 
“-you RECKLESS-”
 
Ducking for cover Izuku let out a series of perfectly manly yelps under the rain of his girlfriend's fury, her furious fists thumping down harmlessly against the breadth of his shoulders and back, a never-ending stream of curses and wordless irritation pouring out from her beautifully pouty lips as he slowly stopped hiding and soon began to chuckle.
 
Hearing his amusement Momo redoubled her efforts before huffing as he grabbed onto her wrists. Eyes narrowing she opened her mouth to lambast him more before gasping as he darted forward with the speed of a snake and kissed her!
 
“I missed you too.” He breathed in the face of her speechlessness.
 
If he expected her to just melt and fall into his arms at that little bit of sweetness then Izuku was mistaken. Her assault renewed but now he treated it like a game, wrestling down her struggles and repaying each wallop with another smooch, pecking her on the cheeks, then the mouth, nose, forehead, at the corners of her eyes, and with everyone she fought a little less before finally succumbing as he pushed her back against the ledge of her still open window and crashed his lips against hers.
 
Before Momo knew it her arms were around his neck as she moaned and allowed his tongue entry, shivering as the warm flesh tangled with her own while his strong arms encircled her waist and pulled her tight until the mass of her breasts were crushed deliciously to the muscular plains of his chest.
 
“I hate you~” She whined, cheeks glowing and a dazed look in her eye as he licked his lips and brushed his nose against her own.
 
“No, you don’t.” He murmured as she arched into his chest. “You missed me too much!”
 
“No I did not!”
 
She gasped again as the hands on her waist slipped beneath the hem of her cotton tee and began to play along the bare skin of her hips, teasing a whine from her throat before one hand dipped down to clutch a full, meaty handful of her ass.
 
“Liar.”
 
The doughy mound of her butt cheek jiggled as he let go and reached to her chest, pinching down on the erect nub of her nipple jutting through the thin fabric of her top and rubbing it between forefinger and thumb while she perked up under the contrast between his warm hold and the cool night breeze.
 
‘Wait… breeze?’
 
Realisation struck like lightning and Momo meeped as she tore out of his bemused hold to find the still-open window, revealing them to any of the guards who would have just needed to look up to see her cavorting with a boy! Lurching forward she felt her shirt drag up over her plush belly as she reached for the window panes, dragging them back in and frantically slamming them shut with a wicked ‘CLACK’ before hauling the drapes closed and hiding them from view.
 
“We’re doomed…” She whimpered, right before whimpering for a different reason as Izuku’s big string hands reached around her front and latched onto her breasts, startling out a throaty mewl as he squeezed and groped to his heart's content.
 
“We’ll be fine. Just don’t worry about it!” He tried to reassure her, having a final, loving squeeze before letting her go to slump forward while he stepped back to finally have a look around.
 
“So! This is your room, huh? Fancy.”
 
Momo didn’t think she could take any more stress as now she had to contend with a new fear. Having a boy in her room.
 
“W-wait, don’t just look around!” She yelped.
 
But Izuku wasn’t listening, already wandering around to admire the softly coloured walls and expensive oaken furniture, from the monster wardrobe and dresser pushed against the wall to the vanity elegantly tucked away in the corner.
 
“I think you could fit most of my apartment in here…” He murmured, completely nonplussed as the casual comment lit her face up like a fireworks show.
 
“U-umm, it looks bigger than it is?” She tried before squeaking as he turned to the bed.
 
“Whoa… your bed is HUGE!”
 
Her face fell into her hands at the awe-filled tone he showed in the face of her Super King Size bed complete with a full-blown canopy, steam pouring from her ears as he whooped in joy before launching himself forward to bounce across the surface.
 
“I think I miss when you were shy.” She muttered, trudging forward as he snickered and scooted back to the foot of the bed to meet her.
 
“Yeah, well, who’s fault is that?
 
Momo knew it was hers. After they’d first met their subsequent meetings had been frequent, if not sporadic. Over time she’d come to learn not only about his Quirk but about the effect it had on him. At first, he’d been nervous, but repeated gentle prodding had gotten him to reveal the true extent of its nature.
 
It was… fascinating. She’d already observed it when they first met, how he seemingly changed in the face of those thugs' anger and when she’d give him that silly little stone he kept to this day, but seeing it and understanding just how his power worked were two completely different things. Learning that he had been an incredibly late bloomer went some way to explaining his hesitance, the way he treated it like it wasn’t even his Quirk showing itself in the sheer reticence he’d had in even using it for training. But that was where she’d come in!
 
What kind of Hero-to-be would she be if she didn’t even try to help him? He'd already saved her once, so it was time to return the favour.
 
Of course in hindsight, taking him to a conveniently close love hotel and renting them both a room before dragging him inside and ordering the red-faced boy into using the full might of his Quirk on her hadn’t been the most responsible thing in the world, but she'd genuinely thought it would be a good idea to see how powerful he could be and work backwards from there!
 
…
 
It hadn’t.
 
Thoughts of that night consumed her and Momo didn’t even realise she’d walked forward until Izuku’s hands brushed against the sides of her legs, caressing the silky material of her pyjama pants as she fought to keep her breathing steady while moving to stand between his knees where he sat at the foot of her bed.
 
She didn't need sight to know his green eyes had begun to bleed into pink, the hungry way he massaged small, ever-expanding circle into the outsides of her thighs telling her all she needed to know about how she wasn’t the only one getting a little hot and bothered as her fingers began to cart through his soft hair.
 
“Mmm, well… maybe this you isn’t too bad.” She allowed, finally looking down to shoot a teasing smile into his sparkling orbs before feeling her breath hitch as he pressed his nose directly into her stomach.
 
Wordlessly she reached down and grabbed the hem of her top, lifting it 
higher to show off her trim stomach before cooing as he began to rain tiny kisses all over her tummy, nuzzling into her belly button and using her hips to drag the curvaceous beauty in closer as she giggled and felt his tongue lap at the skin above her waistband.
 
“You’re so eager.” She muttered.
 
“Not my fault.” He chuffed, pressing his cheeks into the wonderfully warm surface of her curves. “You’re just too sexy.”
 
It was hard to hide the thrill that went through Momo as he rained appreciation down on her body, his words like an aphrodisiac all of its own as a slow and steady dampness began creeping from between her thighs, something she knew he could sense as he shot her a devious look and hooked one finger into the front of her pants.
 
Her breathing grew deeper but she didn’t push him away as Izuku began to pull, dragging the hem of her pyjamas down and out until the small tuft of black fuzz decorating the top of her slit peeked out into the open. He leaned down and Momo had to hold on to his hair tight to make sure she stayed standing as he dipped forward to draw in a deep, lustful breath of her scent, the fragrance of her arousal like some sort of drug he couldn’t help but need a fix of as he moaned deep in his chest.
 
“I need it.” He husked.
 
“Mmm! Ah, we… we need to be careful-”
 
‘KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK’
 
“Hello? Momo, are you in bed?”
 
The regal, matronly voice on the other side of her door filled Momo with so much fear she could’ve sworn her heart made an audible ‘clunk’ as it dropped into her stomach.
 
“That’s my Mom…” She murmured in horror.
 
The knock came again and Momo moved.
 
“That’s my Mom! Hide!” She hissed, batting away Izuku’s startled hands before jumping onto the bed and rapidly crawling towards the head.
 
Frozen in indecision, it didn’t take long for Izuku to snap out of his sudden case of surprise blue balls before he followed her lead.
 
A little too closely.
 
When the Yaoyorozu matriarch pushed open her daughter's door it was to find her casually bundled up in bed, head in a book as per usual with a nest of pillows built up around her.
 
“For goodness sake, Momo, how long do you expect me to keep calling your name? You really must stay more aware of your surroundings.”
 
Looking at the mother, it was no real surprise where Momo got most of her looks from. If it wasn’t for the soft, barely noticeable touch of crow's feet at the corners of her eyes you would have thought them to be sisters. Her hair was just as long if not longer than her daughters, organised into a carefully arranged braided bun held together by twin ivory hair pins that just screamed wealth, even as she stood there dressed up in her conservative white nightdress.
 
Looking up from her book, Momo had to feign a look of surprise as she tried to ignore the film of fog that had built up on the lenses of her glasses, lowering her book just enough to peer over the top as she stayed put exactly where she was at the top of her bed.
 
“A-ah? Sorry, mother, I was rather absorbed in my… reading.” She stressed the word a little too hard but her mother didn’t seem to notice, sighing almost fondly as she cradled the bridge of her nose.
 
“Honestly child, what are we going to do with you?” 
 
Momo chose not to answer, smiling placidly as her mother carried on about something her Father had brought up earlier, struggling to pay attention as her heart hammered and she tried desperately not to squirm.
 
‘I’m going to kill him.’
 
Shifting only the slightest amount to not distract her mother from her quickly brewing rant, the younger Yaoyorozu pushed her book back and peered down with incredulous eyes. Once more she found herself staring at the top of a far too fluffy green head, though instead of a window, this time he’d taken her demand for him to hide as some sort of invitation to crawl beneath her covers and between her legs.
 
The thought of what her mother would do to them both if she found him in such a position was the only thing stopping her from swatting him for such brazenness. It was also the only thing she could use to distract herself as, far from her own panicked disposition, Izuku grinned.
 
Momo knew that look could only mean a disastrous level of mischief, something that was proved right as then and there, before her very eyes and in the same room as her very own mother he BURIED his face between her legs and began to sniff at her crotch!
 
“-and then he had the audacity to tell me that-... Momo? Are you listening?”
 
Snapping her eyes back up Momo had to feign a yawn, waving her unbothered mother on with her rant and making sure to at least seem like she was paying attention as all the while Izuku pushed his nose deep into the already damp pit of her mound. If she moved her legs then it’d become obvious that she wasn’t the only one under the covers, and so she had to sit as still as possible while her boyfriend latched onto the crotch of her pants and sucked, sending tingles racing throughout her lower half as Momo choked down a gasp and tried not to squeal.
 
It was hard and she had to duck down further behind her book to hide the sudden burst of heavy breathing thanks to Izuku groaning inaudibly against the weeping entrance to her cunny, his lips massaging her slit as he sucked her flavour out through the fabric and gently began to knead her with his tongue, pushing harder and harder until her crotch was a dense, squishy wonderland of slobber and arousal.
 
“-so that’s why you need to-MOMO! This is important for you as well, so get your head out of that book and pay ATTENTION!”
 
Mrs Yaoyorozu glared before nodding approvingly as her daughter stiffened and rose looking appropriately abashed, completely unaware of the fact that the girl's intense focus wasn’t due to what she was saying, but instead because while Izuku had continued to nuzzle against her kitty, his hands having slunk around the expanse of her thighs and doughy ass to start tugging at her waistband.
 
Mother was looking too closely, so Momo just had to chew on her lip and stare one of her parents directly in the eyes as under the covers her pants were slowly pulled and stretched to fit around her curvy extremities before being bundled up around her knees which hung over Izuku’s shoulders!
 
For Izuku it was like finding paradise. Excitement burned hot and heavy in his chest as even in what little light managed to filter through the cracks of the covers Momo’s dripping pink cunny called to him, tugging at the edges of his Chaos mark and pumping more corruptive energy into his veins as his fingers planted themselves on the undersides of her thick thighs and squeezed.
 
The way her creamy white flesh bulged in his hands made his mouth water as he pried them apart, her juicy pussy drawing him forward until with a wordless sigh he stretched out his tongue and dipped it between those swollen lips…
 
Somehow Momo managed not to scream as her whole lower half shuddered.
 
The familiar taste of peaches blasted across his mouth and Izuku had to respect how his incredible girlfriend drew no attention as he pressed forward with his cheeks cushioned on her thighs, swiping his tongue up and down in hard, lengthy strokes while making sure to flick and catch the edge of her quickly swelling clit on every lap.
 
Her curling toes must have been visible through the covers, but Momo’s mom didn’t seem to notice as her daughter's mouth dropped open and soundless, lilting moans spilt forth while Izuku munched on her pussy, gently nibbling on the lips of her mound while she held the book up with one hand and fisted his hair in the other.
 
Briefly, their eyes met, one of the few moments where Mrs Yaoyorozu looked away and at that moment Izuku saw perfection. It was beautiful, with classy reading glasses sliding down towards the tip of an elegant nose as beautiful hooded eyes glazed over with lust, briefly flickering pink as a single bead of sweat trailed down one of those flushed pink cheeks to meet the corner of those full, pouty lips, hanging open with pearly white teeth on show while a soft, sweet tongue pleadingly writhed in the depths of that juicy pink cavern.
 
Immediately his hands slunk under the pale white mounds of that plump ass and pulled, dragging that pussy closer and up so that he could devour it like a full-course meal, making the muscles in her legs spasm as she choked down a lurid cry and felt his thick tongue plunge into her cunny, spearing itself inside until with a series of lunging licks he started to tongue fuck her tunnel!
 
“OH! Also, I have news!” Mrs Yaoyorozu clapped, beaming as Momo struggled to listen.
 
“O-oh?” She subtly tried to stretch her legs open so that Izuku’s head could fully fit between, her warm thighs clamping down on his ears while his hair teased her skin.
 
“Yes! Great news in fact. Your Father got in touch with his old colleague! You know, the one on the board for U.A’s recommendation programme?”
 
“... Oh?”
 
Instead of being excited, Momo sounded… worried. Like ice-cold water had been dumped into her nervous system to wash away the lustful need for Izuku to keep slurping at her drizzling honey pot, just as he seemed to stop altogether with one hand on her thigh and the halfway through slickening one long finger with her juices.
 
“That’s… good?”
 
“It’s better than good!” Her Mom sounded more than excited enough for the both of them. “He said they can get you an interview! It’ll still be tough, but it means you can bypass that silly entrance examination they have! Oh, you’ll do fantastically, I wonder what you should wear?”
 
While the older woman lost herself in plans for the future, Momo bit her lip. She could feel it. Izuku’s warm, steady breath on her inner thighs, his tongue still lodged deep in her cunt, but if she looked down what would she find? Would he be mad? Disappointed? Would he think less of her for taking such an obvious shortcut to a dream they both held?
 
The silence stretched on and Momo was microseconds away from asking her mother to politely say no on her behalf before she felt a twitch. Then another, and the finger she’d felt spooning up her essence crawled past the bottom of her cleft and between her cheeks to prod at the screwed-up indent of her anus. Shock sparked in her system and Momo’s eyes unthinkingly darted down and… and… oh.
 
‘Ha~ I-Izuku? Don’t… don’t look at me like that!’
 
Her insides fluttered and Momo practically creamed herself right there, a flood of juices spurting out into his waiting lips and dousing the lower half of his face while he stared up at her unflinchingly with nothing short of pride, eyes practically sparkling as she pulled harder on his scalp and felt him obediently resume slurping at her cunny while his finger traced circles around her puckered butt hole, lubing it up and priming it for entry before her mother snapped to regain her attention.
 
“Well? What do you think?”
 
There was only one real answer.
 
“I, I mean… ah, y-yay?” She squeaked.
 
“Wonderful!”
 
Her mother practically shone at her daughter's surely shocked amazement, turning back towards the door and reaching for the handle just as Momo threw back her head in silent ecstasy at the feeling of Izuku’s tongue stretching inhumanly deep to reach every nook and cranny of her pussy while his finger stabbed into her bowels, stirring lightly while her muscles clamped down hard enough to turn coal into diamonds.
 
“Ah, before I forget!”
 
Then she had to regain herself, lifting the book higher to hide the glimmering trail of spit leaking from the corner of her mouth as she impatiently nodded for her mother to go on while desperately holding her breath.
 
“Don’t forget to wash up before bed, okay?” Momo’s lungs burned as she jerked her head up and down. “Good. Sleep tight, sweetheart. I’ll see you tomorrow!”
 
Momo couldn’t take her eyes off of the door as it swung shut far too slowly, not moving a muscle as she listened to the echoing sound of those gracefully departing footsteps finally disappear.
 
Then she broke.
 
“HYAAAH~ IZUKU!”
 
Snatching up one of the many pillows dotted around her head, Momo grit her teeth and smothered herself, screaming into the goose feathers as he bullied his way out of the covers like a beast rising from the swamp and tore off her pants. The slightest push sent her long, beautiful legs shooting out into a lewd ‘V’ while he hunched over her pussy and latched his lips around her clit, sucking so hard her eyes rolled back and she heard fireworks while he plunged two fingers into her gushing quim with an obscene ‘squelch’ before hooking them onto her G-spot, coaxing her orgasm out with a series of desperate “come hither” motions while his wet finger rapidly pounded in and out of her virgin asshole until her muffled moans became audible from under the pillow.
 
“Izu~Izu~IZU!”
 
‘Schlick-Schlick-Schlick!’
 
“CUMMING!”
 
Her protection was thrown away and Momo found herself staring widely up into a halo of broccoli-green clouds, eyes glazed as she heaved for breath before a set of rough, fem-cum stained lips crashed against her own, pushing the salty taste of her own arousal onto her taste buds while she groaned and sucked on his tongue, legs shaking and her ass lifting into the air while he wrung her dry and dragged his fingers out of her holes.
 
“So, hah, recommendation?” He gasped, eyes wild as she scrambled to pull off his shirt to the tune of his jeans jingling while he tore them open and began to kick them off. “Congratulations!”
 
“Thanks.” She moaned as his shirt came off and her hands immediately went to the marble-like cut of his muscles, idly noting the massive purple tattoo that crawled its way across most of his torso with familiarity. “You’re not mad?” Her head tilted back encouragingly as he leaned down to lick at her neck. “Or, or jealous?”
 
“Jealous?”
 
Her heart melted at the sheer confusion in Izuku’s voice as he unknowingly washed away her fears before pulling back to look her in the eyes, simultaneously shuffling forward and slapping that fallen meat tree he called a cock atop her mound with its sheer length pushing the tip all the way up over her stomach while her puffy lips sandwiched it at the base.
 
“Why would I be jealous?” 
 
He pushed with his hips and both of them groaned, his sounding more like a growl as he felt the molten heat of her pussy massaging the sensitive underside of his shaft and making his glans twitch while she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him close.
 
“Hnn! N-nevermind~” She giggled, a heady feeling surrounding her thoughts as he started thrusting against her cleft and creamy belly. “Stupid question…”
 
He was still confused, so Momo decided to put an end to that by grabbing onto his head and dragging him back in for another heart-stopping, soul-searing kiss, the kind with lots of tongue and even more spit. The kind that would have given her parents a heart attack if they saw their dear princess wrapping her sweet lips around his thick tongue and slurping like it was her favourite lollipop.
 
“Kyah~” She mewled as he pulled back and went back to snacking on her throat. “Have you been practising with your Quirk?”
 
He stopped kissing and hesitated.
 
‘No, can’t have that.’
 
Momo pushed at his face and made room to go for her own dive, sliding her face around to start kissing along the line of his jaw, getting a bassy moan from his firm chest while making sure to egg him on as one of those big hands clapped down onto the side of her thick thigh and squeezed.
 
“No? But, you know what it does to me-”
 
“Izuku.” 
 
Cutting him off firmly Momo pulled back, cupping his cheek and smiling as he nuzzled into her warm palm.
 
“It. Is. Your. Quirk.” She emphasised each word with another quick kiss. “If you want to be a Hero, you need to accept that and practice.”
 
“But, you don’t understand… I…” He gulped. “The whispers. They tell me to do things and I, I want to. What if… what if it’s too much?
 
Instead of the seriousness he expected, Izuku was rightfully shocked as Momo stopped her show of affection and laughed.
 
“Izu~” She giggled, beaming as he frowned. “If there’s anyone I trust to do the right thing, it’s you. If they were actually that bad then you wouldn’t listen. It’s that simple~”
 
“But-”
 
“No buts!” She interrupted once again. “The only butt you should be concerned with is mine.”
 
His heart skipped a beat as she took the hand massaging her thigh and pulled it down to cup a plump, milky white cheek.
 
“Did you think I forgot about your little exploration earlier? Was that the whispers?” She teased, blushing even as he guiltily tried not to meet her gaze.
 
“I, ah… yes? Sorry, maybe that was a little rough-”
 
“NO!”
 
A fresh flood of juices splashed across the base of his cock and dribbled onto his nuts as Izuku turned back just in time to watch his girlfriend cough and regain her composure.
 
“I mean… maybe…” He had to lean closer as she mumbled. “Maybe you should listen to them more…”
 
You could almost see the moment her words travelled from his ears to his brain, sending a buzz up the back of Izuku’s neck as he shifted his hips and parked the thick-tipped head of his penis against the drooling lips of her cunt.
 
“Oh yeah?” His voice flipped and suddenly it was Momo’s turn to shiver in delight.
 
“Mhmm.” She hummed, panting slightly as his eyes seemed to sear themselves into her very soul. “Maybe you should stop worrying about them so much, and trust your instincts.
 
“But… but they’re not mine-“
 
“They are yours. So tell me…”
 
He stilled as she reached down for the top of his shaft and forced the first inch into her tunnel.
 
“What they’re saying.”
 
For a moment Izuku didn’t move, his mouth suddenly dry as war was waged in his very heart between what he wanted to do and who he wanted to be.
 
Momo almost thought she’d pushed him too far too fast and was ready with an apology on her parted lips, right before whatever battle he was having seemingly reached its conclusion and his expression steeled.
 
A hot, pained little squeak left her lips as the hand on her ass dug its nails into her smooth skin before fading away as Izuku grabbed onto both of her wrists and slammed them to the bedding on either side of her head, leaving the buxom ravenette to lie there trapped with her chest heaving as he loomed over her with narrowed eyes.
 
“You really want to know what they’re saying?”
 
She shakily nodded her head, heart thumping as his fingers tightened around her wrists while he carried on in that primal, barely restrained rumble.
 
“They’re saying they’ve had enough.”
 
His hips didn’t move forward, they prowled, shifting at a glacial pace to make sure Momo felt every cunt stretching inch that forced her tunnel to open up wider and wider as she groaned deep in her throat and squirmed atop the sheets. The hands keeping her pinned were immovable, and even as she kicked Izuku didn’t let up until his fat, throbbing helmet was mashed against her cervix while his hips ground between her legs.
 
“Ohhhhhhh~faaaah, fuh? E-enouuuuughhhhh?” She gargled as he rolled his hips and rubbed himself all around her insides.
 
“Yeah.” He growled. “Enough. Because I didn’t come here tonight to talk, I came here to fuck, because all this stuff about you not wanting to get caught by your parents? All the running around and caution? It’s making me impatient!”
 
Momo felt his hips pull back and her mind went blank, an eternity spent in pleasure-filled agony as she felt the flared edges of his tip scraping along the walls of her cunt, catching every wrinkle and fold on its way out as her juices flooded the bed and she gasped for enough air to even breathe, let alone reply!
 
“We, we ca-HAGH!”
 
‘WHAP!’
 
She didn’t even see him move. One second he was hovering over her poor curves as she spluttered her reply and the next he was ramming himself balls deep into her cunt, muscles flexing as her whole body arched like it was trying to make more room for his cock to ruin while she hacked and heard him roar.
 
“We CAN!”
 
Chaos dyed his voice as Izuku took all of his stored-up frustrations and pumped them into his core, the energy igniting into something dark and predatory as he thrust into Momo’s tight, juicy cunt and bathed in her heat. It was like a sex toy filled with magma, perfectly fitted to sheathe his aching rod as she cried out in shock and clamped her legs around his waist, holding on tight as he went from a single thrust to ferociously battering her depths with every womb shaking thrust.
 
‘WHAP-WHAP-WHAP!’
 
The whole bed shook as Izuku stared down into those wide open eyes and hunched over her body like a beast of prey. Not asking, but taking as he lost himself to the rhythm and unrelentingly pumped himself into those silken depths, her juices spurting out in every pump to mat down his pubes and soak into the mattress. The sheer force of his hips sent shockwaves throughout her body, putting ripples in her deliciously thick thighs and causing those two beach balls she called breasts to bounce around lewdly beneath her shirt, nipples visible as his balls spanked those fat porcelain cheeks while she cried out and rolled her eyes to the pleasure.
 
“I-I-Izuku!”
 
Hearing her cry out under him with such raw passion only made him go faster, his hips landing hard and heavy against her battered mound as he dropped her wrists and grabbed onto her top, the fabric almost tearing as he ripped it up and over those milky tits and shoved it into her mouth like a bridle.
 
Momo stared up at him, shocked and excited as once more the whispers came but this time he showed zero hesitation in following their suggestions, puffing out a hot cloud of air as he reached for her chest and buried his fingers into her breast while leaning into her ear, making her squeal as he harshly shook it in his fist and squeezed until all that jiggling fat started to turn pink.
 
“You jiggly little slut, why do you feel so GOOD?!”
 
She gasped through the gag, both at his crude language and roughness while her hands were already moving as he let go and grabbed into her hips, squeezing her natural curves appreciatively before upping the pace and using them to slam her body forward to meet him halfway. The increased force rattled Momo’s bones, her eyes rolling back as she obediently cupped her chest and shamefully started to rub them, the sensitive flesh burning like it was on fire as he groaned and watched her body bounce.
 
“Do you know how hard it is meeting up with you, sneaking around and having this body in arms reach, only for you to run off because you’re scared your parents are getting suspicious? Finding no relief and going to bed at night knowing just how much this tight little snatch loves the taste of my cock?!”
 
“O-OH G-G-GOD, IZUKU! Slow down, please, someone’s going to hear!” She pleaded, the gag slipping from her mouth to slap against the quivering slopes of her tits, her saliva having rendered it a soggy mess as she gaped and tried to pull her long pink tongue back behind her lips.
 
“Yeah? And if they do? You think there’s anyone who can walk in here and stop me from giving your greedy little pussy the fucking it deserves?” 
 
His eyes glowed pink, alight with desire as she whimpered.
 
“M-my mom! She might come back-“
 
“Then I’ll fuck her TOO!”
 
The fluttering walls around his dick screwed up like a vice, clamping down as Izuku threw his head back with a shout and watched Momo’s eyes roll back before she squirted all over his balls.
 
“AH!” She choked her way back into consciousness while the waves of pleasure continued to wrack her body. “My, my mom? You’d-”
 
“I’d finish fucking you, then I’d fuck her ON TOP of you!”
 
Another shudder wracked her curves but far from disgusted Momo looked intrigued. Thoughts of her stiff, regal mother coming face to face with Izuku’s monstrous cock filled her head and neither of them noticed as her irises flickered and solidified into a deep, rich purple.
 
“Did you… did you just cum?”
 
The flush staining her cheeks ran down her neck and into her cleavage, turning Momo a fluorescent pink as she ducked her head to the side in embarrassment. Unfortunately for her, Izuku wasn’t willing to let her escape that easily.
 
“Momo? Answer me.”
 
He didn’t notice the mark of Slaanesh grow larger, too focused on reaching out with his hand to cup his girlfriend's beautiful face and drag it back towards him, her low whine of shame making his cock jump as she nibbled on that plump lip.
 
“N-no?”
 
“Yes, you did.” He breathed. “You just came from the thought of me fucking your mom… and I don’t think it’s the first time.”
 
He could see it, even as she gaped and tried to splutter out how she’d never think of something so lewd and obscene. He could see the invisible-to-everyone-but-him waves of desire spiking and he could FEEL how her traitorous pussy gripped down and massaged his length as her imagination ran wild.
 
A yelp tore its way out of her throat as he reached down to wrap his arms around her torso and heaved, grunting as her insides contorted around his schlong while he pulled her up to balance in his lap and felt her sink down to the base, her silky ass cheeks perched on top of his filled to bursting nuts.
 
“Hnnngh~ I-Izuku! You’re, you’re stretching meeeee~” She mewled, her pillowy tits pancaking against his chest as her arms encircled his neck and used her newfound leverage to grind on his dick.
 
“I want to know.” He moaned into her ear, hands dropping down to briefly caress her waist before sliding further to cup a sweat-coated cheek in either palm.
 
“Mmm~ w-what?”
 
“What made you cum? Was it the thought of me fucking your mother? Did you like the idea of me feeling her up, getting my hands on those big fat tits of hers or was it something more taboo? Like me throwing her on top of your spunk-filled body and rocking her world while you lay there and felt me through her? I want you to tell me…”
 
His fingers dug into her meaty rear and pried it apart, spreading and exposing her to the open air as she trembled so hard he felt the vibrations through his dick. Then his arms flexed and Momo moaned as she started rising higher, her sopping wet pussy desperately trying to cling to his pole as he hoisted her to the top like a flag.
 
“And I’m not going to move until you do.”
 
At first, she thought she misheard him. Then, he didn’t move, holding her at the top of his cock like a decoration while her lips flexed around the single inch of helmet lodged inside her now painfully aching, empty cunt.
 
“I…Izu?”
 
She tried again, whimpering his name in that way she knew he liked, only to grow more and more panicked as he refused to budge.
 
“Izuku? Izuku! This, this isn’t necessary!” She giggled, almost hysteric as he still didn’t move and her legs started to shake. “It’s not what you think!”
 
He didn’t react and Momo grew desperate, putting on a show that would have ruined many a man's underpants as she began to wiggle her glistening body against him, trying everything she could think of to slide her way back down that big, fat, steaming hunk of cock that continued to tease her entrance.
 
When that didn’t work she tried force, unrolling her legs from around his waist and planting them on the bedding to try and find the leverage to shunt her pussy down his shaft, gritting her teeth until she was red in the face before gasping as all she succeeded in doing was digging his nails deeper into her rear.
 
“Izuukuuuuu~” 
 
Her pitiful whines got nothing and so she tried a different approach, changing desperate into sultry as she turned and attacked his lips, kissing him like she was trying to make love only through their mouths. This was where she saw the most success, his grip slackening for the briefest moment when she stabbed her tongue deep into his mouth and spilt drool directly onto his taste buds, a moan reverberating throughout his chest as she slurped it up and gargled on his backwash before squealing in rage as he caught himself at the last moment and held her up higher!
 
“No! NO! Just fuck me! Please? Please just fuck me? Please baby, I’m so wet for you, I just want my big studly Izuku to pound me, throw me around and BREAK me! Please... I’ll…” She let the filth pour from her mouth, all vestiges of her usual prim and proper personality shattering into pieces as her need grew unbearable. “I’ll let you fuck my ass?”
 
His eye shifted and Momo pounced, making sure he could see as she dribbled spit liberally across her fingers before reaching down between his hands and inserting first one, then two fingers into her asshole with a slick and nasty ‘squelch’.
 
“Please?” She moaned, tongue extended lewdly out past her lips as he ground his jaw and pulled her in tight, basking in her loving moan as their hot chests rubbed together before she shivered at his breath coasting over her ear.
 
“You want me to fuck you?” He whispered.
 
“I do.” She whimpered, moving her fingers faster in and out of her tightly winking asshole while he had the audacity to chuckle and kiss her right beneath the lobe. “I really really REALLY do!”
 
“Then tell me.”
 
Momo froze.
 
Then she got angry.
 
“Fine!” She snapped. “You want the truth? After that first time I dragged you to that hotel and we had sex I went home. There, my mother lectured me on, once again, escaping from my driver and threatened to ground me until the U.A entrance exams! I sat there as she berated me, and the only thing I could think about was your thick! Meaty! Cock!”
 
Contrary to her anger her hand didn’t stop moving, spit-shined fingers still noisily schlicking in and out of her back door as she flushed and tried to hold onto her rage past the desire.
 
“Then it went further. I started getting mad at her, at how strict and unfair it all was and the only thing my mind could conjure up was how much happier she would be if you pinned her down and fucked the BITCH out of her!”
 
Izuku groaned as her pussy suddenly tightened up like it was trying to strangle the top of his shaft, her stare going past him as she lost herself in the memory while unthinkingly pushing forward to smother him in the deep, creamy slopes of her breasts, her breathing picking up as he lightly started to lick and suckle those big beautiful tits while her anal finger fucking sped up.
 
“I had to sit there with my thighs clamped together, practically dripping on our couch as thoughts of you breaking in to drag her kicking and screaming to my parent's bedroom filled my head. No matter how much she begged you wouldn’t hold back. I almost came while she was yelling at me, the vivid image of you throwing her onto her hands and knees and tearing off her dress to cram your dick into her while I just sat in the corner and watched as you RAPED my-oh fuck YES!”
 
It was too hot for Izuku to handle, his hold on her backside tightening as he took a deep breath and slammed Momo down his length so hard the sound of her plush rear slapping against his thighs cracked through the air like a whip, only overcome by Momo’s rabid squealing as she felt him pierce deeper than he ever had before.
 
“HAAAAGH, YES! Yes yes yes THANK YOU!” She sobbed for air. “And it’s not just her!”
 
Her thick thighs flexed and now it was Izuku’s turn to hold on and make sure she didn’t break free as Momo started to ride him with gusto, her tits jiggling all over his face as she threw her head back and whipped her sweat-soaked hair in an arc through the air while bouncing in his lap and taking every single womb denting inch of his cock on every stroke.
 
“I’m an awful girlfriend! I knew what your Quirk did to you, and I knew that I was leaving you unsatisfied! Every night after we met I’d crawl into bed and all I could think about was you finally snapping and taking any of those stupid sluts that can’t stop smiling at you when we’re out, dragging them out of the way and having your way with them! I kept touching myself to the thought of you touching them, having sex with them, I even dreamt about you sending me pictures of you fucking them! I’m a FREAK!”
 
There were literal tears of both shame and pleasure leaking from her purple-tinted eyes as Momo felt Izuku grab a hold of her on the latest downward plunge and keep her pinned, fear filling her veins at the thought of him throwing her away disappearing as he pushed forward and smashed their lips together. Every thought, every feeling, every desire was poured into that one kiss and Momo felt an almost physical weight disappear from her shoulders as he reassured her through actions, not words, that he was still there and he wasn’t going anywhere.
 
“You’re not a freak.” He rasped, sinking his teeth gently into her lower lip and pulling it away from her mouth before letting it snap back as she gasped and quivered around him. “You’re amazing.”
 
“I’m a pervert.” She burbled, holding onto him like a lifesaver as he kissed away her tears and rubbed his thumbs into her cheeks.
 
“We’re both perverts.”
 
That got a giggle even if it was still wet with emotions. Her chest was still heaving from the exertion of riding him and a moan left her lips as he reached down her back to grasp her wrist and pulled out the fingers currently gaping her ass.
 
“You’re not a freak.” He reiterated firmly, meeting her eyes steadily even as he dragged her hand between them. “You’re hot.”
 
He said with such confidence that Momo felt the denials die in her throat, eyes watering as they held each other's gaze while he pushed her fingers up to her mouth and moaned as she took them inside without hesitation, lips pursing and her tongue visibly undulating behind her cheeks as she went about cleaning them of all her taste, practically swooning as he pushed her hand deeper until it was almost touching her throat while manhandling her legs into wrapping back around his waist.
 
Fingernails lightly, teasingly tickled their way all along her spine to between her cheeks where Momo spasmed as not one, not two, but THREE thicker and rougher than her fingers filled up the empty space she’d left behind, gently moving in and out as she moaned and sucked harder while he eased himself onto his back.
 
“You’re so beautiful.” He whispered as she ended up blanketing his chest, holding on tight as he gently but firmly started rocking his hips up into her pussy, stoking the still furiously burning embers residing in her core as she messily gargled around her fingers before he pulled them free.
 
“You’re incredible, and it’d be awfully hypocritical for you to say my desires are fine when you can’t even accept your own.”
 
Something layered itself over his voice and Momo shuddered, but almost as soon as it came it left again and she struggled to recall what she’d even heard. Either way, she suddenly felt lighter, her body squeezing Izuku tighter as she started rubbing herself insistently against him while they both moaned.
 
“I’m close.” He warned as Momo dug her knees deep into the covers and started to swing her hips to meet him, the fleshy ‘plap-plap-plap’ of their bodies colliding growing louder and louder as she buried her face into his neck.
 
“Me too.” She gasped quietly. “Me too!”
 
She sounded soft, delicate as she moaned on every thrust and massaged the fingers within the tight ring of her anus. They’d gone from furious rutting to something far more intimate, even as her diamond-like nipples rubbed against his chest and he could feel his dick shifting around in her pussy through the thin wall between her holes.
 
“I’m not wearing a condom.” He grunted, trying to give her one last out, something telling him that this time wasn’t like the rest.
 
Instead of pulling away, Momo grew hotter, her supple body moulding itself to him as she purred adoringly and pushed her hips down harder, the fleshy smacks of their bodies colliding like the beating of a drum as she nuzzled into his face.
 
“Izuku~” She moaned into his throat, lightly nibbling the sensitive skin and sending goosebumps down his arms as she clung to him even harder.
 
“Yeah?” He was enthralled, completely and utterly captivated by her majesty.
 
“I am your condom.”
 
That did it.
 
Gritting his teeth hard enough to hear a high-pitched whine in his ear, Izuku wrapped his arms all around her curvaceous figure and crushed her to his body, making sure she had no room to slip away as his toes curled in the sheets and he gave a few more harsh pumps before spilling himself up into her quivering body.
 
With every splash of his white hot load against her inner walls, Momo’s hips jerked, ass cheeks wobbling as her eyes glazed over and she melted into his strong hold, panting in blissful exhaustion as he continued to toy with her anus while running his other hand comfortingly through her hair.
 
“Hahhhh, Momo!”
 
So lost in each other, neither of them noticed the bright pink sparks that jittered and danced across their naked, sweaty flesh.
 
“-that’s it, take it all, good girl-”
 
The sparks travelled down the swoop of her spine and Momo moaned as her eyes fluttered shut, leaning into his sweet words and affection while his fingers finally slipped free of the iron-like grip of her ass. Naughty ecstasy tickled her core as he pulled free to let her gaping hole slowly start to close, and the pleasant, raw sting of her well-fingered butt meant that she didn’t notice the separate sting of those sparks searing themselves into her flesh.
 
“Such a good girl…”
 
Her eyes grew heavy and she didn’t even put up a fight as he sat up with her in his hold and manoeuvred her back into bed the right way, curling up protectively around her and making sure to move them out of the massive damp spot they’d left behind.
 
For the briefest of moments, she remembered that this was a bad idea, that they’d only been lucky and Izuku really needed to leave before they got caught. But the thought of falling asleep with him after something so beautiful, something only they shared was enough to soothe those concerns.
 
Instead, Momo happily laid her head over the arm he slid beneath her neck before snuggling back into his firm body while he spooned her from the back, the covers lifting up and gliding over their cuddled-up forms as Izuku held her close and lightly kissed the nape of her neck.
 
“Goodnight, Momo~”
 
She chose not to respond with words but with actions, clenching down lovingly around the far softer, if not smaller, girth of his cock where it still lay packed tight inside her pussy, acting as the only thing between her bed and the womb warming load he’d left to simmer inside her as she sighed and felt her mind start to drift.
 
“I knew you were going to be trouble…” She murmured dozily, cooing as his deep, warm chuckles massaged her back while she pulled his hands down to cup a plump, pliant breast in each palm.
 
They drifted off like that, all worries left for another day as their heartbeats synchronised and his breathing lulled her towards deep, dream-filled sleep.
 
And as their thoughts petered off together, neither of them noticed the mark of Slaanesh growing bigger.
 
Nor did they notice the ink that burst to life atop Momo’s soft skin, a single blemish on an otherwise flawless canvas that took the form of a far smaller but no less similar mark than that of Izuku’s…
 
Far away in another universe, a Dark God laughed.
