Mei's back was pressed against the door, shutting it with a click, Izuku's breaths were hot. And heavy. His hands were firm, grabbing onto her wrist and forcing a single arm above her head as he kept her against the door. A sharp breath and she met his eyes once again. In the darkness of his room, they all but glowed.

He kissed her. A sensation she was quickly becoming more and more aware accustomed to. The tingling it sent down her spine, the way it lingered in the small of her back just on the other side of her stomach before gathering in a growing storm between her legs. It was little more than a simple kiss, little more than something innocent, but the intent was there. Those raw desires she had ignored for so long were wreaking havoc on her mind.

She struggled against his hands, desperate to touch his hair messy curly green hair, to run her fingers through it, to touch him. She wanted to touch him. But he wasn't letting her. He was being selfish.

Their kiss broke, only a fraction, his hot breath licking her skin was almost as worse as the kiss, promising her of what was to come. Her entire being was waiting for him to act. Her legs squirmed, their knees touching for just a moment.

"Can," his words fell into her ear like honey, jolting her awareness back into the situation she was in. That made things worse. But also so much better. "Can I take your shirt off?"

A gasp escaped her as she felt his hand brush against her stomach, pulling at the hem of her shirt. The rough, rugged, and firm warmth from him was enough to make her lose herself and she let out a groan, knees squirming. She bit her lip, nodding, her breath caught in her throat. "Let me take yours off first."

"Sure."

She struggled for a moment, hands fumbling in the dark as she felt his chest, fetl the muscles that were waiting for her just underneath that loose shirt. A slam came from the wall, and the light flickered on. There was no time to care, there was research she had to do. She needed to examine him.

Thoroughly.

Pulling his shirt over his head, she couldn't help but let her mouth drop into a smile. In the years she had known Izuku, he had grown up into a mouthwatering hunk of a man with an athletic build that was stacked with muscles. She touched his stomach, Muscles were neat. "I like your muscles."

He kissed her again, pushing both of them against the door, her hands finding their way to his hair. It was soft. And she loved the feeling of her fingers dragging through it, it was still moist from his shower.

His hands were on her hips, moving upwards and dragging her shirt, up, up, and up, exposing more and more of her stomach drawing her attention from his kisses - those wonderful wonderful kisses - to her stomach and then back against as though her mind was being stretched like noodles at a ramen shop. She moaned, all but collapsing into him.

The kissing stopped and her arms were forced overhead head, her shirt being pulled up, her chest bouncing, as though to wave hello to Izuku. Her shirt was tossed behind them, and Izuku stopped moving. His eyes transfixed on her chest while his hands were rigid at his sides.

"Do you like my breasts?" She asked, placing one arm under both of them, presenting them to Izuku. They were tingling. She wanted to feel his hands on her breasts. For him to knead them, pinching them, grope them, fondle them until her flesh was bruised from his touch.

He nodded dumbly, only tearing his eyes off of them for a moment to look at her, then right back down to them. "Can I touch them?"

"Yes," she smiled, his nervousness was so cute, even when she was the one that had asked for this, begged for it, needed it, he was the one that was nervous. "Please do. For the rest of the night, never let go of me again."

The wall was cold against her bare back, and Izuku's fingers were warm in her breasts. He was grabbing them so fiercely digging in and kneading them. His thumb brushed against her nipple, and she moaned, the rush of sensation was too great, her mind was numbing, and her heart was racing. Were her nipples always so sensitive?

Their lips met, forcing her to lose that thought until he pinched her nipples, rolling them between two fingers. Kissing, being naked, Izuku, everything just felt so amazing. Beyond amazing. She took fast short breaths through her nose, grabbing at Izuku, trying to find something. She found his chest, those wonderful muscles, those splendid abs, and traveled south. Then she reached his pants and felt it.

He was hard. Very hard. And it was hot and warm. Waiting for her. She found what she was looking for. That storm that had been growing between her legs was ready for him. She needed him inside of her. Right now.

"Mei?" he squeaked, stopping for a moment. She moved her hand along his length and he moaned. The sound only made things that much worse for her. Or was it better? "What are you-"

She didn't respond, she didn't look him in the eyes, the engine of her natural desires had started and there was no stopping it. Part of her knew exactly what she was doing, part of her knew exactly what she needed to next.

Get Naked.

Izuku first.

Without warning she pulled down on his shorts and underpants, stripping him and revealing his hard-on. It was thick, veiny, looked a bit grotesque, and smelled virulent. That was something that belonged inside of her. She stroked it, feeling his feelings through the sounds he made. He wanted to be inside of her too.

Her pants hid the ground and she started to kiss Izuku again. His hips moved, pressing his hard-on into her stomach. A warm reminder of just how deep it would go. Her legs twitched and her lips trembled a moan escaping her. With her eyes closed, she separated the kiss. "Izuku, I need you inside me. Now."

"Kay," Izuku mumbled half shuddering at her touch. "What do I do?"

"Just ahh," She looked at him, her tired, horny mind decided that there were enough recourses for her mind to figure this out. "Just bend your knees, grab my left leg and pull up a bit and then."

He followed her instructions forcing her back against the wall, while she could feel his erection looming in between her legs. She needed it, now. "Do I put it in now?"

"Mmm," She nodded biting her lip and smiling. She could all but feel it. He brushed against her entrance, teasing her as he slid right past.

"That's not in is it?"

"Nope." She reached down, grabbing him. He was so warm. And guided him in. There was a bit of pain as she was forced apart for the first real time ever. The pain didn't vanish even as he continued deeper into her. Filling her, stimulating her. They were like two parts of a machine finally being joined into a complete project.

"That," she breathed, grabbing onto his shoulders allowing herself to be lost in the wonderful mix of pain and pleasure that he was causing her. It felt like she was floating, her breaths were short, hallow and raspy. "Is in."

"Do I start moving now?" Izuku asked her, his head falling to her shoulder. "You feel good. Is that a weird thing to say."

"No, and maybe." She bit her lip running and hand through his hair and holding him there for a moment, one of his hands was firmly on his hip while the other gripped her thigh. "And you feel good too. I think I like having you inside me Izuku."

She let out a breath and kissed his neck, and he groaned, his hips started to move. Slowly. Like he was trying to move without her noticing. It felt great, that slow steady movement of him going from depths she didn't know to that neglected surface area, then back down again, she could feel each and every bump of him in so many different ways.

Up and down, in and out, that slow methodical grinding was sending her body into a state of euphoric shock. Another moan escaped her, eyes rolling as she let herself get lost in that pleasure. The pace was good. But, she needed more. She clawed at Izuku's back trying to grab at his firm back muscles and kissing his neck. "Faster."

He skipped several speeds, going from slow and careful to something frantic. The speed came in a frantic burst, with Izuku's hips slamming into her. She could feel it, with every single thrust something was building, bit by bit, she could feel it. Like a beautiful machine that was going to set her off.

The speed tapered off with Izuku's thrusts reaching a middle ground between speed and depth, going the full length of her and back in a second. "Keep going." She urged him, grabbing onto his hair and kissing his cheeks. "That feels good. Keep going."

He kissed her, still maintaining that same wonderful pace he had found. Their bodies were tangled, she could all but feel his heartbeat as her entire body began to shake. She was getting there, she was so wonderfully close. Just a few more bits, a few more nuts and bolts a few more tweaks and she would be done.

The explosion hit her hard. Whatever she had been building decided to explode, rocking her world as a new wave of pleasure fell around her, numbing her senses and sending her body trembling. She let out a scream with no sound, her body growing limp and without the support of her leg she slipped, Izuku falling out of her. He caught her, one hand on her shoulders.

"Are you okay?" Izuku asked the concern was genuine on his face.

"Better." she smiled. Her breath was heavy. Was that an orgasm? How come nobody told her about those before? But she still wanted more. And Izuku was still very hard, and very naked. And she was more turned on now than she had been earlier. "I want to continue, but I don't think I can stand right now."

"I have a bed." Izuku pointed over his shoulder.

Right. They were in his room. How did she forget about that? Penis. Right. Penis.

She let out a few breaths, a hand going to Izuku's penis, it was wet, warm, and still throbbing. An idea came to her that made her smile all the more. "You lay down. I want to be on top."

"You sure," he asked, still not taking his hand off of her. "You said you might not be able to stand."

"I won't but, and if it's too much we can switch, now let's go." She bit her lip trying to hold back the smile. "I want you back inside of me-"

He didn't wait, grabbing her up by the legs with on hand behind her back and carried her to the bed. She bounced when he laid down, her sitting on his stomach, while he looked up at her smiling ear to ear. "You look really cute from down here?"

"Just cute?"

"I'm running out of words to compliment you." He cupped her cheek as she repositioned herself. "I don't think you want to hear how beautiful, hot, or sexy you are over and over again."

She smiled, stroking him softly while she maneuvered herself above him. Her legs were on each side of his hips, his muscled body was laid out before her. "You'd be surprised," She angled him towards her entrance. "I don't get compliments about my appearance very often."

He grabbed her hips, running his hands up her waist before puasing at her breasts, his thumbs pressing into her hard nipples. Mmm, yes, she rather liked this position. "Oh, well you are beautiful, very beautiful. And Sexy."

"Thanks," she lowered her hips down onto him, watching his face twist from a smile to one of pleasure as she slowly, much more slowly than he did, lowered herself onto him.

"Oh," he said blinking at her, looking up at her like a content puppy, hands still grabbing onto her breasts.

"Oh?" She smiled, both to him and herself. He was so deep, so very deep. He was touching everything. Her hips began to move on their own, grinding into him and earning a moan from her. "Does this feel good?"

"Yea." His hands fell to her hips, as he began to thrust upwards, matching her rhythm and adding to her pleasure with slow measured thrusts. She leaned back, her hands falling onto his mattress as she kept grinding against him, matching his stroke with each action. "Fuck."

She moaned, doubling her speed, then switching to bouncing on him with the combination of his thrusts he was nearly slipping free from her before slamming back to her depths. Her hips were going wild, her body felt like it was on fire. A second orgasm hit. Was it supposed to be that easy? Was that really the orgasm? It felt so good.

"Mei," Izuku breathed his hands on her back. He leaned forward, pounding into her harder as his torso came towards her. His head pressed into her right breast while he held onto her tight. He grabbed onto a nipple with his teeth, pinching it and suckling it.

It was building again, that second orgasm was building up, improving upon itself as she began to reach an even higher plateau. It was almost done. She was so close. Her nipples felt so good, everything felt so good. "Izuku," She bit her lip running her hand through his hair again. Whatever she was going to say beyond that was lost in her pleasure. "Izuku."

He tore himself from her breast, "Mei, I'm close, I'm so close, I'm going to cum."

"It's okay. Let me feel it." She patted his head, feeling it coming. His hard, thick, dick pulsated inside of her. It felt so good. "I want to feel your sperm inside of me."

"But,"

"It's safe." She had gotten a I . U. D. months ago when it was offered to her, most female heroes took it. "Just give it to me."

She found herself on her back, Izuku pumping into her hard. His hips were frantic and the kisses he gave on her skin as he found his way towards her lips burned scars of pleasure along her entire body. He kissed her right when that third orgasm hit, a mixture of the first two that had her mind going blank.

Then he grunted and she felt full. His penis twitching as he climaxed inside of her.

"That was amazing Izuku," Her horniness and desire lingered there, but the fatigue she had prior to this was making itself known. Sleep was calling her, and despite being sore, filled with sperm and covered in sweat she was comfortable.

"Do you want to sleep here?" he asked, laying down beside her. His arms wrapping around her better than any blanket. "In the same bed? With me?"

She nodded, snuggling into his chest. "That sounds great."

Then she was out like a light.

XXXX

Izuku sat in the cafeteria staring at his lunch. His classmates were talking, while he had absolutely no idea what anybody was saying his mind was still going over everything that had happened two days ago. He had sex with Mei. He had lost his virginity to Mei. Or at least he thought that's what happened.

When he had woken up that morning there had been no sign of her save for the memories, and his clothes piled near the door. It was all kind of a daze to him, but he remembered one detail very clearly. He came inside of her.

That was how girls got pregnant! Was Mei pregnant? What would happen if she was? What would his mother say? What would everybody think? Were they dating now? Was she avoiding him? Was he avoiding her? He wanted to see here again. Where was she? Workshop probably. He should go see her after classes. And. Uhh. Talk.

"Izuku!" Mei's voice tore through the cafeteria, she was covered in oil and grim again while her trademark goggles were on her head. "There you are! I've been looking all over for you!"

The talking in the cafeteria stopped, or at least that's what he thought as his eyes were drawn to her. Every time he looked at her he only saw her naked. So very naked. And hot. when he closed his eyes he could see her boobs. "Mei? What are you-"

"I'm good, very good! Thanks for asking." She grabbed him by the arm, pulling him away from his half-eaten lunch. "Now come on, let's go have sex again! I get really good ideas after I have sex with you so we're going to be doing it a lot!"

And that was how he, and the whole school found out that he was in a relationship with Mei Hatsume.

AN: And then they fucked again, and again, and again, and again, and again, The end! Thank you for reading my two-shot smut fic, it was fun! Now back to your regularly scheduled programming.

(Go read my other fics! Butterfly and Fist to Fist, Heart to Heart are my mains atm!)