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quirkystories · 3 years

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Imagine: When they have a crush...PART 1

Contains: possessive behavior, rejection, mild obsession, some unhealthy behaviors, lovestruck boys.

Midoriya - Midoriya is, predictably, a stammering red mess around his crush. He struggles to get words out, or think of the right thing to say. He will often start rambling and just go on and on until somebody interrupts him. Midoriya struggles between either avoiding his crush due to his anxiety, or seeking them out in order to be close to them. And, as much as being near them sends his heart racing and has him breaking out into a panicked sweat, Midoriya really wants to be around them.

Midoriya is highly emotional and feels things deeply. Even before he realizes the truth behind his feelings, he comes to adore this person and admires almost everything about them. In his eyes, they are flawless. He often fights with the urge to confess his feelings to them...They could be sitting somewhere just having a casual conversation, and Midoriya may sense his emotions beginning to overwhelm him - and the words nearly spill from his mouth.

He will often stare at them dazedly, with a soft smile on his face, while admiring something about them - it could be anything from their smile, the way they tuck their hair behind their ears, or something sweet that they just said. Midoriya admires kindness and courage. He admires someone who looks after others - someone who looks after him.

Midoriya may hesitate to confess his love simply due to feelings of inadequacy - what if he isn't good enough? Strong enough? What if his crush deserves someone better? These feelings give him further motivation to become both a stronger person and a more capable hero - this will especially be the case if his crush is also an aspiring hero. If his crush is a civilian, they imbue him with an even stronger urge to protect.

Despite his inner trepidation, Midoriya will try to at least talk and associate with his crush. If they ever need help with anything, he stumbles in with a solution and a flustered offer of assistance.

Midoriya will likely start a separate journal dedicated solely to his crush. It’s inevitable. It's his habit to write about subjects that he finds interesting - so the young hero attempts to quell the feeling that what he's doing may be perceived as weird or creepy.

But, yet again, he can’t help it - Midoriya's just so smitten, and collecting information about a subject, to him, simply means that he's passionate about said subject. He also writes about his friends’ quirks after all. The major difference is that, rather than just any information about his crush’s quirk (if they have one), Midoriya will additionally document every other little thing he manages to learn about them...Their favorite color, favorite food, their hobbies...Everything.

If his crush wound up with someone else other than him, or simply rejected him, it’s no understatement that Midoriya would be heartbroken. It would take him a very long time to get over this crush - he would always refer to them as his “first love.”

Todoroki - Todoroki will likely understand quickly when he has a crush on someone, as such emotions entail feelings of attachment, fondness, and a desire for companionship, all of which Todoroki is not accustomed to feeling. Also, Todoroki is not all that invested in romantic relationships - that is, until this person comes around. He will quickly come to realize that this person is special...

He will both consciously and subconsciously seek them out. Todoroki has spent much of his life isolated and starved for affection, so when he finds someone who makes him feel differently - warm and happy - he is drawn to them like a moth to a flame (ha).

He is genuinely a caring person, but he will be even more caring and attentive to his crush. He notices his crush falling behind in their studies? He will offer to tutor them. Not getting enough to eat amidst a hectic schedule? Todoroki will bombard them with information on the importance of proper nutrition and personally escort his crush to a restaurant to make sure they eat. He will be paying, of course, calmly stating that he invited them after all. Todoroki can’t even imagine having his crush pay for anything, whether or not the two of them are romantically involved.

If his crush is a UA student like himself Todoroki will, of course, be constantly concerned for their well being, but will also be willing to help them hone their skills. He has the urge to protect them and wishes to be relied upon by them. At the same time, he understands the importance of them being able to fight for themselves.

Still, deep down, he often wishes to be relied upon more by his crush. It may very well be the more domineering part of his personality coming through - a side that Todoroki wasn’t even aware that he had. However, even if he tries to deny it, Todoroki does have certain “alpha” tendencies; and they show in his actions and feelings toward his significant other.

Todoroki will often do certain amorous, or “romantic” things unknowingly. To him, he is simply being himself and being honest. He’s not necessarily shouting his feelings from the rooftops, but he is certainly being particularly nice to his crush - his feelings are pretty clear to most people observing him. His crush, even if they don’t completely catch onto Todoroki’s true sentiments, will still be flustered by his unusual actions. The way he smiles so kindly at them, his eyes focused on them as if they’re the center of his world. The way he just comes up and automatically takes something heavy from their hands, saying that he’ll help and that it’s no good if they hurt their wrists. The way he compliments them on modifications on their hero costume - a color change? It suits them. Matches their eyes.

Todoroki takes his feelings fairly seriously, considering how rare they are for him. He doesn’t get frivolous crushes. He doesn’t want to lose touch with these emotions...For the first time in a long while, he knows what he wants. But these feelings come with fresh fear - will he able to protect someone who he cares so deeply for, after he failed to protect his mother? What if his beloved gets hurt? What if he wants to control and dominate them, force them into something that they don’t want, much like the cruelty that his father inflicted upon his mother? Once these fears surface he may start unwillingly distancing himself from his crush, but quickly discovers that he can’t - he just wants to be around them all the time, they’re his light in the encroaching darkness.

If his crush winds up with someone else, or denies Todoroki’s feelings, Todoroki will be left cold inside. He will be deeply hurt after allowing himself to feel such things - for having such high hopes, only to discover that they were nothing but distant fantasies. For some time he will lock that hurt away and pour himself into his hero work. But slowly, he will attempt to deal with the experience and how it made him feel. It would take him a long time to allow himself to feel that way again.

Bakugou - Bakugou is in denial at first. Hard, steadfast denial. He isn't an idiot - deep down, Bakugou knows what these feelings are. Even if he’s never felt them before - he knows. But he will constantly deny them for a long time...He's a future pro-hero in training! He doesn't have time for stupid, meaningless crushes!

His denial will only make things worse as it will cause his emotions to boil over. As much as he tries to avoid looking at his crush, his eyes are drawn to them. As much as he tries to avoid contact with them, his legs automatically carry him to wherever they may be. As much as he tries not to admire ANYTHING about them, he finds himself doing the exact opposite - admiring their body, their voice, their jokes, their laughter, how their clothes hug their figure just so. Bakugou likes a spitfire, someone who doesn’t take any shit. They don’t necessarily have to be loud and abrasive, they can just as easily be someone quieter and intense. Point is, they’re strong and confident.

With that attraction to personality comes a potent physical attraction. Bakugou is a very healthy young man - he has urges. And it’s not long before he finds himself fantasizing about his crush. These fantasizes both arouse and embarrass him. He feels as if he’s at the mercy of someone - that this person has the ability to hurt him, to affect him. And Bakugou Katsuki does not need mercy from anyone.

He doesn’t need them.

As a result of all these mixed feelings, Bakugou runs from the truth. He becomes further frustrated and angry. He takes all of this out on his crush, blaming them inside his head for all of his inner turmoil. Deep down - deep, deep down - he feels guilty for how he treats them. He almost wishes he could interact with them like the rest of his UA classmates - easily, in a friendly manner. But no, his pride won’t allow it.

Conversely, he becomes angry seeing his crush with anyone else, especially if the interaction appears romantic. He doesn’t consider how illogical his actions appear. One minute he’s making a fuss, berating his crush and whoever they’re with for spending time together. And the next minute, he’s belittling his crush and acting like they’re the scum of the earth. His crush is beyond confused. Some people in class 1A, notably Kirishima and Kaminari, may catch onto the fact that Bakugou has a crush.

Later on, when Bakugou matures somewhat as both a person and a hero, he may attempt to have a civil conversation with his crush. He may even try to hint at his feelings. But the damage will likely already be done. Bakugou would have to really put himself out there for there to even be a chance for his crush to accept him and his romantic feelings. But he’s persistent and will not take “no” for an answer that easily. He will attempt to wow them with his battle prowess and his hero work. And he will always be there to protect them and take a hit for them.

If denied, Bakugou is left angry and vindictive. Even though he’s aware that it’s likely his own fault that he was rejected Bakugou will still, in his bitter heart, blame his crush. They were a fool for rejecting him. Look at him. He’s famous, powerful, gunning for the position of the strongest hero in the world, he’s going to be making millions, he has so many admirers - who the hell would reject him???

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lesbian-peanut-writer · 4 years

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Fevered Love

This beautiful piece was requested of me by @marigold-magpie, it’s been like 2 years in the making but I finally got around to finishing this piece for them! This was supposed to be a for their birthday so, Happy very, very, very, very late Birthday Magpie! The picture of their OC will be out shortly that is supposed to accompany this post. So, without further delay please enjoy Honoka’s story with Mirio!

~Lesbian Peanut

Civilians in the Kanagawa Prefecture were sent into a mass panic earlier today, due to a Villain unleashing some form of substance into the air. The entirety of the Yokohama Cosmoworld was blanketed in what appeared to be some form of pinkish-red cloud.” The reporter’s voice screeched out from the television, her nasally and high-pitch echoing around the small room as she tried to convey the importance of the situation to her viewers. “It’s only thanks to the relentless and tiring efforts of Heroes who were present in the area at the time, that injuries to civilians and damage of nearby infrastructure was avoided in the incident. The civilians have expressed their thanks and praised the fast thinking of Lemillion, Suneater and Nejire-Chan; three upcoming powerhouses in the Hero Industry.” The reporter turned to her co-host as she shuffled through the papers on the desk before her. “Do we know what exactly it was the Villain released this morning?”

“Reports are yet to be released as to what exactly the substance the Villain used in the attack this morning, but for now local authorities have ensured that it wasn’t toxic and are now working closely with Heroes in order to determine what they are dealing with.”

Honoka snapped her head around, pulling her eyes away from the television screen in front of her as a crashing sound echoed through the house; the sound originating from the far right of the room. She chewed anxiously on her bottom lip as her eyes skimmed over the white door that stood between her and the bathroom where she knew Togata was actively showering. Honoka closed her eyes, cording her delicate fingers through her long hair and stopping to rub a knot that had built in the base of her neck as she went. The last thing she had been expecting to have to do today was have to care for her best friend and long-time crush, especially not after he had been involved in the incident earlier that day. The phone call alone had her heart racing but seeing Mirio, or Togata as she often preferred to refer to him as, in such a tired and exhausted state; she had felt even more uneasy about the entire situation.

“Togata, you doing ok in there?” She called as she stood from the couch, stepping around it before heading for the bathroom door. Honoka’s breath caught in her throat as she awaited his response, no one was exactly sure what the substance had been that was used in the incident and that was why she was currently babysitting him of sorts. “Togata?”

“H-Honoka…”

Honoka couldn’t suppress the rose tint that dusted her cheeks as she heard her name roll off of his tongue, it made her a little giddy every time he said her name. There was something about the way he had said her name this time though, it had sent chills racing down her spine and caused something primal to twist in the pit of her stomach. She reached her hand out tentatively, running her fingers along the length of the door handle. Her fingers shook as she traced the handle, stopping once she gripped it tight and pulled down on it roughly; pushing the door open fractionally. Honoka was cautious as she peeked her head around the door, stepping into the bathroom as she chewed anxiously on her bottom lip. She had known Togata for quite some time and sure she had seen him naked on numerous occasions due to mishaps with his quirk but this time was definitely different; this was personal!

“Oh…”

Despite her best efforts there was no stopping the soft sound of admiration that escaped her lips as she caught sight of Togata poised precariously over the vanity. His hands were clutching the sides of the cupboard desperately as his head pressed up against the mirror firmly, it was as though the vanity itself were supporting the entirety of his weight. His chest was heaving with the effort of being forced to keep up with his laboured breathing. Laboured? Honoka’s entire body became rigid as she took note of his breathing, this wasn’t normal in the slightest. Could something be wrong with him, was this a side effect of the substance he had been exposed to earlier in the day at Yokohama?

“Mirio?” Her voice was heavy with alarm as she watched him anxiously, reaching her hand out towards his left bicep unsure whether touching him was a good idea or not. She was scared for him, there was concern in her heart and it was showing on her face as she chewed on her lip. She had never seen him like this before and she had seen him after one of his workouts; his breathing was never anything like this. It drew many questions to her mind about what the substance from that morning could have possibly been. Was it some sort of toxin that took time to affect one’s respiratory system or was it something more serious than that? Honoka hoped for Mirio’s sake that it was nothing of the sort and that he would be ok in the end.

Togata lifted his head in a tired manner, his eyes cracking open lazily as he turned his head to peek over at her. She watched him as a lazy grin spread over his features, an attempt from him to stop her from worrying but she didn’t miss the rose colouring of his cheeks as he leaned back from the mirror; focusing solely on her.

“Honoka.” Mirio purred as he reached his right hand out towards her, cupping her cheek as the rough pad of his thumb traced along the underside of her jaw tenderly.

Honoka blinked quickly, flicking her eyes down to Togata’s hand as he held her face in his much larger grasp and it seemed as though he didn’t want to let her go. She shifted her gaze back up to his face quickly, ready to ask him what it was that he thought was wrong but the question died on the tip of her tongue as she locked eyes with the blue orbs above her. There was something there in his eyes that had her stomach dropping and an odd sensation swirling to life; a sensation she wasn’t used to feeling. His eyes seemed to cloud over as Honoka watched him, like he was seeing her through a haze and couldn’t find the strength to focus on her properly.

“Honoka… my Honey Bee.” Mirio cooed as he leaned his head in closer to her own, his eyes roaming over her face before flicking down to her lips.

Honoka’s skin flushed crimson as heat blistered to life over her cheeks, her hands shooting out instantly and pressing against the firm chest in front of her; stopping all of his advances. She was certain now that Togata was not ok! Her heart was fluttering a million beats a minute in her chest, moving at a speed she was certain was unsafe for her own health. Honoka had never heard Togata refer to her like that, sure Honey Bee was the nickname he had jokingly given to her one day when he had been watching her work but he had never called her ‘his’!

“Togata…” Honoka whispered breathlessly as she peered up into his eyes, her breath hitching as she froze like a deer caught in headlights and stared into the heat before her. His eyes were swirling like molten lava as he watched her with what she could only describe as hunger. “Mirio!” She called as she shoved him back out of desperation, pulling back away from him in the same instance as she moved her hands over her chest.

Mirio blinked rapidly in response to having been shoved about, his head swimming as his eyes focused on Honoka standing opposite him and he stumbled back quickly. He shook his head in an attempt to clear it as he screwed his eyes shut tight, gripping at the long strands of his hair roughly as he slammed back against the wall and sunk down to the floor. He couldn’t seem to be able to gather his thoughts properly; his mind was swimming and felt clouded as though a thick fog had settled over his functioning system. Mirio lifted his head guardedly as he looked over at Honoka, it seemed as though she was the only thing, he was capable of making his brain focus on.

“I’m sorry…” He whispered pitifully as he pulled on his hair aggressively, trying desperately to get his thoughts straight as he shifted his gaze away from her; opting to stare down at the tiled floor instead. “I really don’t know what came over me just now.” Mirio explained as he screwed his eyes shut, suppressing the urge to cry out in frustration at how pitiful he felt at that moment and in front of Honoka of all people.

Honoka nodded in understanding as she decided to step closer to Togata, grabbing a towel of the rail along the way. She watched him as she stopped just in front of him, kneeling down to his level and draped the towel over his head before starting to rub his hair dry for him. She felt sorry for Togata and extremely useless at that moment, there was nothing she could think of that would possibly help her friend out. It seemed to her as though he was really struggling with something and unfortunately neither of them really understood what exactly was happening to him. Honoka stilled as a warm hand wrapped around her wrist tenderly and watched as it was brought down in front of his face. She held her breath as he ran his fingers over the skin of her palm, sending a violent shudder through her body under the odd sensation he was causing.

“M-Mirio…”

“Your skin is so soft, it’s just like I imagined it would be.” Mirio admitted as he brought her hand up closer to his mouth, his lips pressing against her skin fondly as he ghosted kisses over her thumb. “Yet these tiny hands are worked so hard, you must take such good care of them, Bee.”

“Mirio, you’re not making much sense to me right now.” Honoka whispered sympathetically as her heart raced and she watched him closely. She had no idea that Togata had ever given thought towards her hands or her for that matter, she was genuinely shocked to say the least to hear him say he had thought about her hands in such a way before.

Honoka gasped as Togata started to place kisses up along the expanse of her exposed arm, his breath tickling over her skin as he dripped water against her arm. His chest was heaving again as his eyes fluttered shut and Honoka moved her hand to his forehead, an attempt to check his temperature as she had already done several times before that day. Togata felt partly feverish to her touch and his skin was flushed with a rose tint as he leaned his head back, his eyes popping open to look up into her own heatedly. Honoka’s eyes blew wide in shock as the pieces suddenly snapped into place inside her head, her brain going into overdrive as she figured out what was happening to him.

“Aphrodisiac…” She breathed before squealing loudly as she was thrown off balance and her back hit the ground roughly with Togata hovering over her. “MIRIO! Stop, you’re affected by an aphrodisiac based quirk!” She called out desperately, hoping she would be able to reach him as she slapped bother her hands against his cheeks; looking straight into his eyes in a serious manner.

Mirio jolted back away from her instantly, pushing himself back across the floor in a rush until he felt the cold tiled wall press against his back firmly. His chest heaved with his heavy breathing, his hands shaking as his heart raced at an unhealthy and unnatural pace. The tension and pressure that had been steadily building in his groin was becoming painfully unbearable and his head was still foggy. Aphrodisiac, Honoka had said something to him just now about an aphrodisiac and Mirio was willing to be she was right about it. He couldn’t believe that he had an erection so easily and in front of Honoka, of all the people in his life it just had to be the one he’d had a crush on for a long while now.

“I’m sorry.” He croaked out as he ran a shaking hand through his hair. “I’m acting in such an appalling manner towards you Honoka, you deserve so much better than this.”

“It’s not your fault!” Honoka started as she sat up properly, cutting Mirio off as she crossed her legs and observed him closely. “I think you’ve been affected by some form of aphrodisiac based quick, possibly one that’s like sex pollen maybe.” She said thoughtfully as her eyebrows knit together in concentration. “It would explain the way you’ve been acting as well as the laboured breathing and ah…” Honoka blushed as her eyes fluttered down to his erection and then back up to his face just as quick. “Other problems…”

Mirio flushed bright red as he pulled his legs together and yanked the towel off his head, making sure it properly hid his arching problem from sight. “Still, I’m sorry for the way I’ve been behaving. Aphrodisiac or not, it’s no excuse for the deplorable behaviour I’ve been displaying towards you. All I’ve been capable of focusing on properly is you and it’s driving me insane!” He admitted as he rubbed a hand over his face, trying to ease some of the tension from his body. “I’ve been intrigued with you ever since we first met and I suppose that doesn’t help, with time I just found myself falling for you even more. Your cute little laugh, the way you bounce around with endless energy and your caring for your friends.” Mirio chuckled as he motioned between them and looked up at Honoka, his eyes meeting hers as she stared at him and blushed furiously. “I was just scared that you’d never feel the same way about me, man this stuff is easy to say when all I can think about is you.”

“Well, maybe you should tell me all of that again when you can think about other things as well.” Honoka suggested as she reached out towards him, touching his forearm gently as she looked up into his eyes. “I had no idea whatsoever that you felt that way about me Mirio, you’ve no idea how happy it really makes me to know that you like me that way too.” She whispered, casting her eyes down to her knees as she pouted slightly. “I was scared to tell you too and scared that there was a chance maybe you’d reject me, so I decided to never tell you how I felt.”

Mirio blinked as he listened to her words and leaned his body forwards towards her. “I guess we can both say it all over again when this passes over, what do you say Honey Bee?” He quipped as he tilted his head to the side, awaiting her approval for his idea.

Honoka smiled before giggling softly and nodded her head in affirmation. “Sounds like quite the plan you have there for the two of us, Togata.”

“I’m just hoping that this whole thing passes over quickly, it’s kind of embarrassing being in this state and having you see me like this.” Mirio admitted as he rubbed the back of his neck abashedly. It had never really crossed his mind before but now that he was in a situation like this, he was kind of at ease being with her and couldn’t imagine being cared for by anyone else.

“Say, Mirio… do you remember when you lost your quirk?” Honoka whispered as she took hold of his hand, her fingers working their way between his much larger ones and flicked her eyes up to his face. She watched him closely for a moment as he frowned in confusion before nodding his head.

“Yeah, though I usually try not to think about all of that anymore; there’s not a day goes by that I’m not thankful for having my quirk back.” Mirio admitted as he looked down at their hands, allowing her to do as she pleased.

“I was scared back then too, I wanted so desperately to help you but no one really knew how to help you. Aizawa Sensei had said it would take time to see if Eri would be able to fix your quirk in some way. I felt terrible, you looked like you were happy all the time and you always wore a smile but I couldn’t help but feel like you were hiding your pain from all of us.” Honoka took a shaky breath as she rubbed her thumb over the back of Mirio’s hand, easing herself through what she had to say to him. “You’d lost your mentor and your quirk, I tried to imagine what it must have been like for you to be going through all that but I just couldn’t!”

Mirio smiled as he squeezed her hand within his own, holding back tears as he listened to all these emotions she’d been bottling up since then. “Honoka, I was hurting I’m not going to lie about that but I was just happy to be alive and have all of my friends around me. I was also extremely happy that we managed to save Eri and give her the chance at a normal life.”

Honoka nodded in understanding as she moved her other hand to cover his fully. “I understand that but… I was never happy with my quirk when I was growing up and had always wished that I had either never been born with one or something different. After seeing you without yours though, I realised that I was very lucky to have a quirk I could call my own; lucky enough to be able to help others. I wanted so badly to reach out to you and help you in some way but it seemed as though you were fine; Midoriya was always there talking with you too.”

Mirio watched her as she pulled her knees up off the floor and tucked them under her chin, holding his hand tighter as she hid her face behind her knees; shaking uncontrollably. “Honoka, just knowing that you wanted to help me back then is more than enough. You’re right though, the pain I was feeling back then was something I tried desperately to hide from everyone. The pain of losing Sir was the worst, but Sir always said that smiling was a sure way to make others feel better and he told me to keep smiling.” He started easily as he pulled her hands towards his body more.

“I didn’t want people worrying over me when the world was already in enough chaos, smiling was just the easiest way to help get through things. Eri helped though, it might have taken a bit of time but I have my quirk back now and everything is just like it was before then!” Mirio assured Honoka as she squeezed her hand tight and rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand in comfort.

“No, not the same… well not for me.” Honoka whispered as she tightened her grip on his hand, flicking her eyes up to meet with his. “When I got the call today to say that you’d been caught up in an attack in Yokohama, I couldn’t stop the flashbacks to that day. I was scared for you again Mirio and then when they assured me you were ok; I felt a sense of doubt niggling at the back of my mind.” She added as she blinked back tears and pressed her chin against her knees firmly.

“I was happy that you wanted me to help you out and I wanted to help in any way that I possibly could but honestly, I was surprised you didn’t ask Midoriya to help you out.” Honoka admitted sheepishly as she lifted her head and peeked out at him, frowning in confusion as she watched him.

“Ah…” Mirio blinked as he looked down at their hands and the way they were intertwined, chuckling as he shrugged. “Honestly, now that you mention it; I wonder why I didn’t just call him to begin with. Usually he would be the one I call but for some reason I called you, maybe it has to do with this aphrodisiac quirk thing.” He shrugged as he peered into her eyes and tilted his head to the side. “Does it bother you that I asked you to help me instead of calling for Midoriya?”

Honoka blinked as she shook her head instantly, not wanting to give Mirio the wrong idea with her line of questioning. “No, I was just surprised is all, I promise. Though, like you said it was probably more the effect of the quirk than anything else.” She whispered as she sat up properly, lowering her legs down to the ground as she frowned in concentration. “I wish we knew what this quirk was properly, at least that way we would be able to work out how to help it along. Oh! You should probably finish having your shower, perhaps it will help the quirk in some way; though I’m grasping at straws here”

“Knowing you, you’re probably right but I can’t continue with my shower while you’re still in the bathroom.” Mirio chuckled as he pointed towards her and then motioned to their surroundings as if to further explain his point. “Unless you plan on joining me, Honoka.”

Honoka blinked in surprise as she took in the tiled wall of the bathroom, flushing from head to toe as she whipped her head back around to Mirio quickly. “Is that you or the aphrodisiac talking to me?” She whispered as she leaned her head to the left in question, daring him to try to lie to her in any way.

Mirio rubbed the back of his neck firmly as he smiled over at her sheepishly. “Me actually, I meant it when I said I had fallen for you some time ago Honoka.” He admitted, lowering his hand from the back of his neck and resting it on his thigh. “I wish I had taken the opportunity to tell you when we were still in U.A, it would have given you time to think things over that way at least…” Mirio’s voice halted to a stop as soft lips landed gently against his cheek, a feather-light brush along his jaw before the sensation was gone completely. He lifted his head instantly, staring wide-eyed at Honoka as she smiled at him and his heart pounded away in his chest.

“It wouldn’t have changed anything, you know. I didn’t need the time, Mirio.” Honoka confessed as her smile grew smaller, her shyness taking over her actions. “Not telling me worked the same way, I was in love with you all this time and you felt the same way. I wouldn’t be opposed to helping you through this you know, just don’t expect me to be the best in the world.” She beamed as she looked up into his eyes, her own reflecting how nervous she really felt.

“Honoka…” Mirio breathed before shifting his positioning on the floor and moving in closer to her, his eyes trained on her as he reached his hand out to cup her cheek. He chuckled happily as he traced his thumb over her lips tenderly, they were soft to his touch and felt extremely squishy to his skin. “I wasn’t expecting anything from you, I appreciate the offer though and would happily say yes but you really don’t have to Honey Bee!”

Honoka smiled as she looked into his eyes and then flicked her eyes down, blushing darkly as she let out a soft gasp. “You’re exposing yourself there again, Mirio.” She whispered as she shot her eyes back up to his quickly, ignoring the temptation that was building within her.

Mirio laughed as he leaned his head in towards hers, pressing his forehead against hers firmly as he closed his eyes. “You should be used to all that by now, I’m always losing my clothing and you know it.”

Honoka giggled as she moved her hand up, tangling her fingers into his wet locks as she pulled on them firmly. “You’re lucky I love you, Togata!” She murmured as she moved her head, tilting it back before pressing her lips to his firmly and closing her eyes.

Mirio relaxed as he felt the pressure of his lips against his own, leaning into her more and returning the display of affection to the woman before him. He settled into the kiss, his right hand slipping down along her cheek and travelling along her neck as he moved his hand to her right thigh. It felt right to be like this with Honoka, that much he was certain of at that moment but there was still something pulling at the back of Mirio’s mind. He could feel the aphrodisiac now, he could sense where it was moving through his body and the effects it was taking on his system. Mirio groaned as he pulled his head back partially, moving to mouth along her jaw as he tangled his hand into her peachy locks; he’d always loved the colour of her hair.

“Honoka…” He breathed as he nipped his way down along her neck, his breath fanning out against her skin and tickling her as his eyes fluttered shut on him.

“Mirio, we need to get you back in the shower. Can you stand up still?” Honoka inquired as she moved her arms under his heavy biceps carefully, attempting to support his body weight with her own.

“I’ll manage to get there somehow, babe.” He murmured distractedly as he leaned into her more and smirked as he nipped at her ear. “You sure you’re ok doing this with me? I don’t want to ruin us is all.”

Honoka smiled as she pushed him back away from her body enough to look into his eyes before standing to her feet, her hands securely in place under his arms. “Mirio Togata, if I didn’t want to do something, I’d happily let you know quick smart!” She huffed before pulling up on his beefy arms, trying to persuade him to get on his feet. “Now work with me here so we can get that glorious butt of yours back in the shower.”

Mirio chuckled as he used the momentum of her pulling on his arms to hoist himself up off the tiled floor, his hands instantly finding purchase on Honoka’s hips as he steadied himself momentarily. Their eyes met in brief passing before Honoka looked away from him, the pink dusting her cheeks an adorable sight in his mind. Mirio could feel it though, his mind was getting fuzzy and felt distinctly numb as his nerves began to buzz as though he had uncontrollable live wires running throughout his body. The aphrodisiac was kicking back in and he felt it was going to hit him with a vengeance this time around.

“Honoka…” Mirio whispered as he leaned heavily into her, his hands slipping from her hips and around to her arse as he pushed her towards the shower.

Honoka gasped and squealed in surprise as she stumbled backwards with him, her hands shifting around to his back as she held him close to her body. Mirio was taller than she was and the size difference made it a little difficult for her to maneuver him around as much as she’d have liked to. She blushed as his hand kneaded her arse, his fingers dipping into the dip under her cheeks and squeezing roughly. A soft moan left her lips as she stepped back again, pulling Mirio with her as she moved them into the shower; the water washing over her back.

“Too many clothes…” Mirio grumbled as he moved his hands to pull on the hem of her tank top, freeing it from where it was trapped inside of her pants.

She nodded as she let go of him, grateful when he managed to remain standing on his own and moved her hands to undo her belt quickly. Honoka worked on removing her clothes as Mirio’s hands explored her body, his lips travelling over her neck and shoulders as she pushed her pants down. She stepped out of her pants hurriedly, kicking them out of the shower as she started to lift her tank up over her body. She moaned out her pleasure as Mirio’s teeth sunk into her shoulder, his hands moving up to grip her hips and pull her body tight to his.

“Such a pervert, Mirio.” Honoka teased as she threw her top over his shoulder, satisfied as she heard the wet material hit the floor outside of the shower. “Ah… Mirio!” She squealed as she was hoisted up off the ground, her feet dangling as Mirio pinned her body against the wall and slotted his powerful thigh between her own.

Mirio growled low as he slipped his hands up along her body, his fingers catching on the lacy material of her bra and pulling at it as though to question its presence. He moved his fingers deftly around the curves of her body, tracing them around to her back as he followed the material of her bra. Mirio nipped and sucked at her neck as he swiftly unclipped her bra, pulling the straps down along her arms before motioning for her to do the rest.

Honoka threw her bra out of the shower as she leaned her body forwards into Mirio’s, her arms wrapping around his shoulders as she looked into his eyes. She moaned softly as he dipped his head between her breasts, his teeth closing around her right breast as he bit down. Honoka whined as she arched her back, rocking her hips forwards as she pressed her forehead down into Mirio’s shoulder.

“Babe… let me help you first…” She protested as she ran her fingers down along his spine, pressing her lips along his neck as she vied for his attention.

Mirio let go of her reluctantly, placing her back down on the ground as he pulled himself away from her and tilted his head to the right in question. He watched as Honoka knelt down in front of him, her hands tracing down over his chest as she maintained eye contact with him. He shuddered as her fingers ghosted over his abs moments before her nails dug into them, clawing at his stomach roughly and causing him to groan low. Mirio bucked his hips in response to her rough action, a smirk pulling at the edges of his lips as he moved a hand to tangle his fingers into her long hair; pausing as he saw her bandanna. He frowned as he untied her bandanna quickly, pulling it from her hair at the same time he grabbed her hair tie and pulled it from her sopping hair.

Honoka shook her head as her hair was set free, allowing it to fall loose and frame her face as he looked up at Mirio. She smirked as she caught the look in his eyes, he was growing ever hungry for her as he watched her. She dipped her hands lower over his stomach, biting her bottom lip as her fingers caught on his happy trail and she pulled her eyes away from his own. Honoka purred as she ran her fingers through the golden happy trail before her, twisting her fingers into the strands beneath them. What she really wanted though was just below, she dipped her eyes down and blushed as she properly took in the size of his dick.

“Such a good size, Mirio.” She praised as she moved her hand, trailing her fingers along the length of his dick.

“Don’t even think about teasing, Honey Bee!” Mirio shot back as he kept his eyes on her every movement.

Honoka smiled as she pressed her thumb to the head of his dick, wrapping her fingers around his shaft as she looked up at him. “I wouldn’t dream of it, Sunshine!” She cooed back at him as she rubbed her thumb over the head of his dick.

Mirio groaned and bucked his hips harshly, the tension in his groin building more as he watched her closely. The pleasure she was giving him was more than it usually would have been, the aphrodisiac had heightened his senses and it was playing havoc with his body. His eyes widened as he focused on her head moving forwards, her tongue flicking out past her lips and replacing her thumb against the head of his dick. He ground his teeth as she applied pressure just under the head of his dick, swirling her tongue around the head as she looked up at him. Mirio jutted his hips forwards into her grip as he moved his free hand to the wall, steadying himself as his head began to spin.

“Honey Bee…” He whispered breathlessly, his hand tightening in her hair thoroughly.

Honoka peeked up at him quickly, her eyes blowing wide as she saw the lust in his eyes and the way they seemed to be clouded over. She understood what it was he was asking of her; he needed a quick release this time around and then she could have all the fun she desired afterwards. Honoka nodded as she shifted her posture, moving her head closer as she parted her lips and took his dick into her mouth. She heard him groan as her mouth enveloped the length of his dick, stopping as the head of his dick pressed against the back of her throat. She peeked up at him as she relaxed her throat and began the slow motion of moving her head, sucking as she cupped his balls in her hand.

Tears pricked at Honoka’s eyes as Mirio pulled her hair fiercely and his hips pushed forwards into her face. She hummed around him as she sucked roughly, letting her tongue swirl against the head of his dick each time she pulled her head back away from him. She quickened her pace as she listened to the moans and groans coming from the man above her, her eyes slipping shut as she focused on the task at hand. She could feel his pre-cum dribbling down her throat, it wasn’t actually that bad of a taste and she was happy she finally knew what he tasted like.

Her eyes shot open as Mirio gripped her hair with both his hands and forced her head all the way onto his dick. Honoka took a moment to relax her throat as she took a deep breath through her nose and flicked her eyes up to Mirio. He was bent over her as his hands held her head securely against his pelvis, her nose pressed up into his happy trail. She gasped for air as he pulled her head back off of his dick, Honoka took the opportunity to wipe away the drool from the corners of her lips before her head was shoved forwards again. Honoka braved herself, pressing her hands into Mirio’s thighs as she gripped them securely and he buried the length of his dick inside her mouth once more. Honoka swallowed, her throat constricting around his dick, he was down her throat and she couldn’t have been happier.

Mirio groaned as he felt Honoka swallow around him and a grin spread over his face, his hands tightening in her hair as he tilted his head. “Sorry baby, I need this.” He whispered before pulling her head back only to slam his hips forwards as he pulled her back tight against his hips. Mirio couldn’t contain the noises that left him as he fucked himself into the hot cavity of her mouth, his dick aching for the release it so desperately needed. Mirio thrust his hips relentlessly as he fucked his girlfriend’s mouth, his hands never leaving her hair as his pace kicked up. “Such a good girl, you take my dick rather well!” He praised as he pulled on her hair roughly and yanked her head back along the length of his dick. He gave her a moment to catch her breath before thrusting his dick back down her throat, fucking her as he tightened his grip on her head.

Honoka moaned around Mirio as she let him throat fuck her, his dick inching further and further down her throat with each thrust as she relaxed further. She hummed around him as she thrust his hips harder, her core aching as she was used by her boyfriend. She tightened her grip on his left thigh, digging her nails in as she dipped her right hand down between her thighs. It was hard to tell while in the shower but she was certain she was fucking dripping from his rough treatment of her. She pushed two fingers in between her folds, slipping one inside her as she used the other to put pressure against her clitoris. Honoka wasn’t some innocent thing, sure she’d never been with anyone before but she had experimented with toys on more than one occasion.

She moaned as she pumped her finger relentlessly, rubbing her clit as she rolled her hips in a steady motion. She flicked her eyes up to Mirio as he heard him groan above her, his hands pulling tighter in her hair as he pushed her closer and closer to his groin. Honoka bucked and rolled her hips as she fucked herself on her finger, her boyfriend fucking her throat as he chased that elusive release he needed.

Mirio groaned and cursed as he moved his hips faster, pushing his dick further down Honoka’s throat as he felt the pressure build in his groin. He screwed his eyes shut as he focused on the pleasure he was getting, the sweet moans she was giving him adding extra pleasure for him. He bent over her more as his hips jutted uncontrollably, his dick pulsing as he grew closer to his climax. Mirio thrust his hips rougher, his hands pulling her hair as tight as he could as he pushed his dick into her mouth fully. He groaned loudly as he buried himself down her throat, his legs shaking as his climax hit and his cum shot down her throat. Mirio held onto Honoka’s head as he let wave after wave of pleasure wash through his body, his seed spilling down his girlfriend’s throat.

Honoka moaned around Mirio as she felt his hot seed shoot down the back of her throat, swallowing with each gush that made its way into her mouth. She watched him closely as she pumped her finger harder, rubbing her clit firmer as she sought her own release. Suck swallowed as Mirio held her head completely still, unable to pull away from him until he was done with his own release. She swallowed obediently, not allowing any of it to spill from her mouth as she dug her nails deeper into his thigh. Honoka moaned and writhed as she rolled her hips, riding her finger as she rubbed her clit roughly. It wasn’t enough, she needed something more; she needed Mirio inside of her!

Mirio groaned as he panted, opening his eyes slowly as he loosened his grip on Honoka. He sighed as he pushed her head back along his dick, taking a step away from her as he watched her closely. His chest heaved as he panted, his dick slipping from her mouth with a satisfying pop. He watched Honoka as she flicked her tongue out and licking her lips thoroughly, not letting a single drop of his cum run down her chin. He blinked as she swallowed hard, sighing as she tilted her head back and showed him that all of his cum was gone from in her mouth.

“Holy fuck…” He whispered breathlessly as he let her hair slip from his hands and he stared at her.

“Mirio…” Honoka whined as she pumped her finger roughly, her hand holding tight to his thigh.

He blinked quickly as he looked down at her properly, his eyes slipping down to where her hand disappeared between her thighs. Fire shot through his body and straight to his groin as his dick grew hard again. He groaned as he moved quickly, tucking his thumb under her chin as he watched her fuck herself on her finger. It was hot, he wasn’t going to lie! Watching Honoka pleasuring herself was hot and damn did he wish he could watch her finish but it was clear she didn’t want to do it herself; rather she couldn’t.

“Alright Honey Bee, I’ve got you.” Mirio reassured her gently as he reached behind himself and turned off the shower. He moved quickly, scooping her up in his arms and pulling her close to his chest.

Honoka leaned into Mirio as she wrapped both arms around his neck, her legs wrapping securely around his waist. She nipped at his neck and jaw as he carried her out of the bathroom, passing through the living room with her as he headed for his bedroom. Honoka trailed her fingers over his back as she nuzzled into his neck, biting into the crook before sucking on it roughly. His groan in response to her action had her walls clamping desperately as she ground her hips against his own.

“Look at you, such a lewd little Bee! I’ll have to make sure to fuck this out of you, make you beg for your release, should I?” Mirio taunted as he squeezed her arse before slapping it roughly.

She gasped and moaned as her hips bucked against his, her head pressing into his neck harder as she chewed on his skin. His skin was still hot against hers and she could feel the head of his dick pressing against her folds as he carried her against his body. Honoka squirmed against him, mewling softly as the head of his dick pressed up between her folds partly.

“Patience, I’ll fuck you in all good time.” Mirio growled as he walked into his bedroom, moving and throwing her down on the bed roughly.

Mirio smirked as he looked down at Honoka on the bed, her legs spread as she gathered her bearings and looked up at him. He stalked over to her, his eyes never leaving hers as he gripped his dick and stroked it roughly. God, he wanted to grab her thighs and bury his dick into her heat; lose himself in the pleasure he was certain he would find in doing such a thing. He wanted to fuck her until she was screaming his name, have her begging him for her release.

“Mirio… please…” Honoka pleaded as she spread her legs further for him, her hand dipping between her legs as she spread her folds for him.

Mirio groaned as he watched her and his lips twisted up into a sinister smirk as an idea snapped into his head. “Touch yourself, let me watch you fuck yourself Honey Bee!” He commanded as he stopped at the end of his bed, turning to grab the chair in the corner of his room before sitting down to watch her.

Honoka blinked and blushed dark as she lifted herself up off the bed, pouting as she looked over at him. “But I want you…” She mumbled as she gave him her best puppy dog eyes.

“Believe me, that feeling is very mutual but while the aphrodisiac has given me a brief moment. Let me see you fuck yourself, baby.” Mirio explained as he ran a hand back through his hair, pushing a few loose strands back out of his eyes. “Be a good girl for me now, won't you?”

Honoka flushed crimson as she stared down the bed at Mirio, she couldn’t fight back against that and he was well aware how weak she was to being praised; especially by him! She could at least afford him this much, there was no need for her to deny him a show. She could understand why he wanted it, there was no way of knowing when the next wave of the aphrodisiac would hit him and she was certain that it wasn’t over; it couldn’t be that easy to get it out of his system. Honoka swallowed down her complaints and lay back on the bed for him.

Mirio watched as Honoka slipped her hand between her thighs using one hand to spread his folds as she thrust her fingers on her other hand inside of herself. He chewed on his bottom lip as he held his dick in his hand, his eyes trained on her hand as she pumped her fingers quickly. He could see her juices pushing past her fingers and running down the cleft of her arse, she must have been so close before. He stroked his dick as he watched her, her fingers moving in a steady rhythm as she pleasured herself, one of her fingers curling up to press against her clitoris as she opted for rubbing it roughly. She was beautiful, nothing in the world was ever going to change Mirio’s mind. The show she was giving him was absolutely beautiful, he couldn’t stop his mind from wandering through all the things he wanted to do to her. He groaned low as his head suddenly throbbed, a twang of absolute pleasure slamming into his stomach as his vision blurred.

This quirk was proving to be cruel, he leaned back into his seat as he tried to focus on Honoka’s fingers and the rate at which they were moving. He wasn’t ready yet to lose himself to this stupid aphrodisiac, he wanted so badly to enjoy watching his girlfriend pleasure herself. He tightened his hold on his dick as he stroked it roughly, bucking his hips up into his hold as he watched her hungrily. He could feel the pressure building and coiling in his groin, his hand wasn’t going to be enough to get rid of this feeling.

Honoka moaned as she arched her back off the bed, thrusting her fingers harder as she buried them up to the third knuckle inside her. She leaned her head back, biting her bottom lip in an attempt to suppress her moans as she rubbed at her clitoris firmly, the bundle of nerves already feeling abused from her previous administrations. She whined in need, bucking her hips hard as she squirmed on the bed. Honoka curled her toes as she pumped her fingers harder, curling them inside as she rubbed them up against that sweet spot and cried out in pleasure. God, she wanted to cum, she wanted to just cum right there and then but her fingers just weren’t enough; she needed something more!

Honoka gasped as warm hands closed around her thighs and she snapped her head up, locking eyes with Mirio as he loomed over her. She thrust her fingers roughly as she moaned low, her cheeks tinted pink as she stared up into his beautiful eyes. Lust and desire stared back at her and suddenly it dawned on her, the aphrodisiac hadn’t been as nice as he had hoped. Honoka paused with her actions, pulling her hands away from her folds as she reached up and pressed her fingers to Mirio’s lips. She hummed low as he took her fingers into his mouth, sucking on them roughly as he cleaned her own fluids from her fingers.

Mirio groaned as he tasted her, his tongue swirling around her fingers as he sucked on them relentlessly. He tightened his hands on her thighs as he pulled her in closer to his body, his dick resting against her stomach as pre-cum leaked from the head. He smirked as he pulled his head back and looked down to his dick, watching as his cum pooled on her stomach.

“Mirio…” Honoka called, waiting for him to look at her as she smiled up at him. “Please, don’t hold back on me Sunshine, please?” She begged as she moved her hand to smear his cum across her stomach, her eyes never leaving his as she spread the liquid over her skin.

Mirio groaned as he shifted his hands, gripping under her thighs as he pulled his hips back and moved to press the head of his dick to her folds. He lifted one of her legs higher, resting her calf on his shoulder before moving his hands to grab a hold of his dick. He looked down between them as he pressed forwards, rubbing the head of his dick against her clitoris and watched as his cum mixed with her fluids. He smirked as he heard her moan, his body getting hot as he stroked his dick and slipped it between her folds. He thrust his hips in slow motions, letting his dick slide between her folds as he listened to her moan in response.

His head spun as his mind fogged over, his hand growing tighter on her thigh as though to ground himself to her. He groaned low as he stopped messing around, pressing his dick in between her folds and burying himself into her heat. She was tight, her walls clamped down around him as he pushed inside of her and leaned down over her body. Honoka moaned and arched her back as she grabbed a hold of the sheets, making Mirio smile as he saw her pleasure. Mirio groaned as he pulled his hips back part of the way, her walls clamping in order to stop him from leaving her.

Honoka whined needily as Mirio pulled his hips back, his dick sliding out of her heat as he watched her closely. She was about to ask him what he was doing when he thrust back into her, bottoming out as he buried the full length of his dick inside of her. Honoka cried out as he filled her completely, stretching her in the way her fingers just hadn’t been capable of and the head of his dick pressed against her cervix. She moaned wantonly as he started to move his hips in slow motions, drawing them back before snapping them forwards. She could feel there was more power to be had to his thrusts, she’d already let him throat fuck her after all and knew what he was capable of.

“Mirio…” She whined as she reached up for his face, her fingers trailing over his cheek as she urged him on.

Mirio growled as he gripped her thigh tighter, she would probably have a bruise there in the morning but he didn’t care at that moment. He pulled his hips back quickly, snapping them forwards harshly as he picked up his pace. Each thrust of his hips had her body rocking and sliding up along the bed, only to be pulled back by him as he kept her close to his body. He shifted his arm quickly, letting go of her thigh as he slipped his arm under her calf and hoisted it onto his other shoulder. He bent in over her, caging Honoka beneath him as he pounded into her body relentlessly; her pussy taking him each time.

He groaned as he listened to her heated moans, her head tilted up as her eyes slipped closed and Mirio saw his chance. He dipped his head down instantly, stealing her moan away with a searing kiss as he pressed his body into her. His tongue delved into her mouth as he explored her mouth, her hands coming up to dig their nails into his back as she reciprocated the passionate kiss.

Honoka moaned into the kiss as she bucked her hips uncontrollably, his thrusts were becoming more powerful as he lost himself more and more to the effects of the aphrodisiac. He was drinking in her moans just as she was devouring his groans, their tongues clashing as they both tried to explore the other. She gasped as Mirio’s hand closed around her breast, squeezing it firmly as his thumb swiped over her nipple quickly. She felt a shot of electricity run through her body and straight to her pussy as he teased her nipple.

“Such a naughty girl, I never imagined your body would react like this.” Mirio’s voice sounded as he pulled his head back, only to move in to attack her ear and neck; the latter being peppered with kisses. “What a kinky little girlfriend I have now, I can’t wait to discover all of your kinks Honey Bee.” He teased as he thrust his hips harder and faster. “Your body already welcomes mine so well, your pussy is practically trying to suck my cum right out of me baby; such a lewd body.”

Honoka flushed crimson as she bucked her hips hard, her body reacting to his words before she could even process them properly. She whined as she turned her head away, giving him full access to her neck as she dragged her nails up along his spine. “Can’t help it, this feels so good Mirio; you feel so good!” Honoka relented as she arched her back, a particularly hard thrust pressing his dick right up against her cervix and causing her immense pleasure.

“That feels good, baby? You want me to keep fucking you like that?”

“Yes, God yes!” Honoka cried out as he pounded into her body harder before slowing his motions completely.

“What do we say baby girl?”

“Please…. God please Mirio, just fuck me! Fuck me until I’m screaming, fuck me until I can’t take it anymore, please!” Honoka begged as she rocked her hips up hard, her eyes slipping shut as she dug her nails into his shoulder blades.

It was Mirio that got hit with the Aphrodisiac quirk wasn’t it? Why the hell was she acting like she was in desperate need of relief? She moaned louder as he slammed his hips forwards hard, snapping them against hers as he pushed his dick right up against her cervix again. Her mind was fogging as she was overcome with pleasure, her head lolling to the side as she bucked her hips uncontrollably. Was there more than one way for this quirk to be spread, even with the initial user out of the picture?

Mirio groaned as he pounded her body, his hips snapping forwards with each powerful thrust and he could feel her pussy clenching around him. He nipped and sucked his way down over her chest, his tongue flicking out over her unattended nipple. He smirked as she arched her back in response and he sucked the tender bud in between her teeth, twisting it between them dangerously. Mirio sucked on her nipple as he used his thumb to stimulate her other one, biting down around her nipple as he rubbed his tongue against it roughly. Honoka’s moans and cries of pleasure filled the room, accompanied by the sound of skin slapping against skin as he buried his dick in her pussy.

He lost himself in the moment as he ravished her body, making sure to leave no patch of skin untouched. Honoka’s skin was littered in bite marks and hickies by the time Mirio pulled himself back away from it. The sight that greeted his eyes was one that he was going to burn into his mind for the rest of his life! Her face was flushed red as her head lay to the side unable to cope with the pleasure. His teeth had marked up her skin and his cum was still smeared over her stomach. There was water from the shower still rolling off her body, now being accompanied by the sweat.

Honoka gasped as Mirio slapped her thigh rather roughly, her head snapping around instantly as she looked up at him. “You’ve no idea how fucking hot you look right now!” Mirio quipped in a husky voice as he watched her hungrily.

She flushed darker as she moaned, her hips rolling up to meet with his thrusts. “Don’t care, feels so good.” She mumbled between moans as she dropped her head back against the bed.

Mirio’s dick throbbed as he pounded into Honoka’s tight pussy, her walls clamping around him as he grew closer and closer to his climax. “Feels good alright, your pussy can’t seem to get enough!”

Honoka opened her mouth to quip back at him but instead a scream of pleasure in the form of his name was ripped from her throat. Her hips jerked up off the bed as Mirio pinched her clitoris between his fingers, rolling it as he pounded into her body relentlessly. She whimpered and whined as pressure grew in the pit of her stomach, coiling tight as she neared her peak climax. She moaned out his name as she rocked her hips up in desperation, attempting to bring herself to her climax as she met his powerful thrusts.

She looked up through her hazy eyes as she heard Mirio groan above her, a guttural sound as he leaned down over her again and caged her under his body. She moaned as she watched him closely his hips losing their rhythm but none of their power as he continued to thrust his hips forwards. She could feel him growing bigger inside of him, his dick throbbing as he pushed it deeper inside of her. Honoka screamed out his name as he pressed his dick up against her cervix, the pleasure coursing through her body and causing her to topple over the edge.

Honoka’s climax hit her, winding her as the coil sprung and the pleasure raced through her body. Her hands and arms shook as she dug her nails deep into Mirio’s back. Her hips jerked and bucked as she rode out wave after wave of pleasure, her juices coating Mirio’s dick as her walls tried to bring him undone. She watched him as she rocked her hips up to his thrust, his head coming down to rest on her shoulder as he thrust into her rougher.

Mirio cursed and groaned as he continued to pound into Honoka’s pussy, her walls fluttering around his dick as her climax passed through her. He ground his teeth together as he thrust his hips through her waves of pleasure, each one causing her walls to clamp down harder around him. He growled, biting into her shoulder as the pressure in his groin became too much and his own climax slammed through him. His body jerked and shook as his seed spilled forth, flowing into her pussy as he sunk his teeth into her flesh.

Honoka gasped and moaned low as she felt warmth in her stomach, Mirio’s seed filling her as he climaxed. His cum pouring into her as his body shook above hers and she moved her hands over his back to soothe him. She could feel his body jerking and shaking as he rode out his climax, his dick throbbing inside of her as her walls continued to drain him dry. Honoka panted as her chest heaved, her mind clearing slowly as she watched Mirio closely and pressed tender kisses to his cheek. It took a moment but eventually Mirio’s body stopped shaking and he released her shoulder from his vice like hold. She had expected him to apologise, the very Mirio thing to do but there was only silence between them.

“Mirio…?” She breathed as she moved a hand to push his hair back out of his face. She squealed as suddenly her body was ripped to the side and her whole world spun for a moment. She blinked as she came to a stop, looking down to find Mirio beneath her and his eyes trained on her. Lust and desire, that was all she saw reflected back at her as she looked into his eyes. The aphrodisiac hadn’t subsided, he still needed more.

“We’re not done yet, Honey Bee! Ride me!”

~ Next Day ~

“I see that you’re all looking much better now than you were yesterday!” Shouta Aizawa’s voice cut through Honoka’s thoughts as she lifted her head to look at her former Sensei.

“Yeah, we’re feeling heaps better now Eraser!” Mirio’s voice chipped in and she couldn’t help but smile at how happy he sounded today.

“Good, we did manage to find out what kind of quirk the Villain was using.” Aizawa continued as he looked between the six former students standing before him. “It was an Aphrodisiac Quirk, one that specifically affects those who have hidden feelings. Basically, it brings on intense waves of insatiable desire.” Aizawa smirked as he watched all six of the heroes turn a bright shade of red. “Though…. The fact you’re all standing here right now, I guess you didn’t need me to tell you that, did you?”

Honoka was sure her face was on fire as she stared over at her old mentor, her arms tucked away behind her back as she tried to hide away the damage Mirio had done the night before. Standing there in that room was the three up and coming heroes at present as well as the three people who had taken care of their ‘needs’! She wanted to disappear right there and then as Aizawa started to chuckle, his usual blank face replaced with a knowing smirk.

“Glad you kids sorted it all out, I’ll be going now.” Just like that their former Sensei was gone from the room.

Eijiro had to practically scrape Tamaki off the floor after he had melted into a puddle of goop and decided carrying him back to their agency would be for the best. As for Nejire and Yuyu, they didn’t seem to be all to fazed by what Aizawa had just said to them, besides the red faces, they seemed to be in good spirits. Honoka watched as the other four heroes left the room and thought to herself that it was about time, she headed into work herself.

She was just about to head for the door when a strong pair of arms wound themselves around her waist and she was pulled back against a solid chest. Warmth enveloped her at the same time Mirio’s cologne washed over her senses and she couldn’t help but to relax back into his embrace. Gasping and giggling as he nipped at her neck and then her ear, leaning her head to the side for him as he ghosted kisses over her skin. Honoka stiffened as his tongue flicked over her ear and his voice sounded right next to the sensitive skin.

“You know…. I have the day off...”

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