Izuku yawned stepping out of the shower of his apartment, one towel wrapped firmly around his waist while another one being used to dry his hair. It wasn't technically that long but it took forever to dry for some reason, and a hairdryer made him look even fluffier than normal. Maybe he should just go bald?

Wait, but then he wouldn't be able to feel the girls' fingers run through his hair while he had sex with them. Damn. The sacrifices he made for sex. Which apparently wasn't any besides confusion and having slightly long hair. Wasn't even that long really. What was he complaining about again?

He walked over to his phone and looked at the messages. Somehow in the ten minutes he had been in the shower, his phone had exploded. There was a message from Yui, it was just "Oops", and like five from Mei showing her standing in front of one of her newest babies completely naked, and a question about their sex schedule, followed by a couple texts from Itsuka who he hadn't really talked to in a while, and then a text from Momo.

How did his phone get more action in ten minutes than he did in his entire highschool career?

Was he peaking? Maybe he was peaking? Was this what it felt like to be an alpha or something? It felt strange having the ability to not only get sex, but to have choices over who to have sex with. Maybe he should see about an actual relationship?

Before he could respond, or rather think about responding and debating what the best way to respond to each of them would be so he didn't screw things up for anybody as well as consider his own romantic feelings on the matter, a knock came from his window.

He looked out to the star filled night and saw a figure hovering on his porch. It was slender, had long hair - really long - and was waving at him. She knocked again. It was Nejrie Hado. Nejire Hado was in his window waving at him with a great big smile on her face. This probably wasn't the best time to be basically naked, wearing nothing but a towel.

With an erection. Dammit.

This was what he got for thinking about sex. A lot.

Nejire tapped on the sliding glass door again and tried to pull on it, her pout was at lethal doses of cute even cast in shadows. Chances are she wasn't going to wait for him to get dressed before she barged in on her own.

He walked over and let her in.

"About time!" Nejire hopped into the living room and looked around. "Wow! You have a neat place here, Izuku! The couch looks super comfy. How are you doing? Did you always look that good shirtless? I can't remember? Ooh, what's in here?"

The blue haired girl seemed to pay little mind to her surroundings let alone him, and browsed around his apartment like it was a museum of oddities. She was wearing her hero costume and looked to be full of energy as she always was. Izuku turned to look out his patio and raised an eyebrow. How did she even- oh right, Nejire could fly. That was like one of the first things he learned about her quirk.

"So what brings you here, Nejire?" He turned and saw the tail end of her blue hair vanish into his room.

"Oh, I was bored and stuff and found out that you lived around here and decided to visit after I got done with patrol." She hummed from inside his room, her sentence punctuated by at least one curious Nejire noise. "Ooh, your bed looks soft, and bouncy, I bet you have a lot of fun in here!"

Now he was aroused, concerned, curious, and embarrassed. Which was pretty much just the effect that Nejire had on everybody. "Nejire, could you wait in the living room for me to get dressed then we can-"

He entered his room just in time to see Nejire's bra fall to the ground next to her hero costume, leaving her only in a black pair of lace panties that were pulled high onto her waist. Nejire was traditionally very cute, traditionally very beautiful, and traditionally very sexy, all rolled up into one very untraditional ball of chaos that just made her datable, fuckable, marriable, and just downright fun to be around.

And here she was, naked in his room.

"Sorry, did you want to take my bra off? I think guys normally like to do that. I know It'd be fun to take your towel off." Nejire hummed taking a long step over to him. Her fingers dancing along his chest like a thousand kisses, each one worthy of a moan of their own. "So, can I? Can I take your towel off?"

"And then what?" He grabbed onto her arm and held her tight against his chest staring down at this cute mostly naked girl that he was probably about ten seconds away from going to bone town with. Nejire was so petite, but even so, he doubted that he'd be able to throw her around like Momo or Mei, she wasn't in the top ten pros for no reason.

"Hmmm, oh! I know, we kiss - a lot - and have copious amounts of sex!" Her cheerful smile turned seductive enough to make anyone a Nejire-sexual. Her blue eyes were burning into his very being with their pure curiosity, and they were asking one simple question. What would it feel like for them to have sex? "A lot of copious amounts of sex."

"Can I just ask one thing?"

She tilted her head to the side, leaning up on her toes to move her lips closer to him. "Hmm?"

"Why me?"

"Why not?"

Nejire kisses intensely. Her tongue and lips had a life of their own as she explored every single part of his mouth, sucking, nibbling, moaning, and more, all in a matter of seconds, there was no awkward smooching stage, she went straight into making out.

Izuku felt like he could get lost in those kisses, lost within the twisting maze of pleasure and stimulus that Nejire was weaving around him. He felt his hands going to grab her ass, perky, full, cute, and the moan that accompanied it sent a shiver down his spine, his fingers sinking deep into that taut flesh. He was aware of his towel falling to the ground, his erection pressing up against her stomach for but a few moments.

Then he felt her legs wrap around his waist, followed by her arms around his neck, and then all of her weight was on him. Somewhere in that kiss, somewhere in that passion, something amazing happened. One of them had moved her panties to the side and now he was inside of her. Deep inside of her. And Nejire vibrated like nothing he ever felt.

He grunted and began to thrust into her right there, standing in the doorway to his room with nothing to hold onto but Nejire herself. It only made the kissing grow all the more desperate. All the more frantic. Their mouths stopped meeting, Nejire's kisses landing on his cheeks, his chin, his jaw, his neck, suckling, kissing, licking every part of him all the while her hips were thrusting into him just as vigorously as he was.

They were stuck in a contest, not one of strength, speed, nor dexterity, but one of who could give the other more pleasure. And Izuku had no desire to lose. He stumbled forward, it was hard to walk and fuck and kiss and think at the same time but bit by bit he made his way towards his bed.

Nejire's breasts were perfectly perky handfuls that bounced in the most beautiful way possible, sitting high on her chest even when she didn't have a bra on and somehow maintained their shape when she was laying on her back. It was but a small reprieve, just enough for him to catch his breath. Looking down at Nejire, her blue hair was electric in the dull light of his room, sparking with energy as she mewled at his touch.

Her eyes burned with more questions. Was he tired? Did he want to keep going? Can they keep going? How much more could he give her? Could they have more sex? More and more sex? A thousand questions built around her making her look even cuter than before as her curiosity burned as bright as her desire for his dick.

He cupped her softly, caressing her slender waist all the way up to her breasts and back down again and holding onto her hips. He drew back, back far enough that the tip nearly exited her nice and slow, then he moved back in, just as slow, watching as Nejire bit her lip and mewled, her hands digging into his bedsheets.

"Izuku," she moaned, back arching as she moved her hips to take in more of him. "I'm not delicate, you know. So fuck me hard."

That was exactly what he needed to hear.

He grabbed onto her hips, holding her up into the air so that only her shoulders were on the bed. She moaned and screamed when he went into her as hard as she wanted, her legs bucking behind him and her hands pulling at his sheet. Her eyes going wide and her tongue falling out of her mouth as she clenched around him at the sudden thrust. It felt like she was trying to keep him deep inside of her, her muscles clamping down and squeezing him so tight that going back out was harder than going back in.

It was like that each and every time he went into her. Her tightness was intoxicating, luring him into her and making him want to kiss her, making him want to see her beautiful mid-climax face and hear the cute noises she made as she reached her first orgasm. He took a breath, watching as her body tensed and then relaxed, he was still hard inside of her but he was close too. Really close.

He kept her hips up and started going at it, less frantic than before, less for her and more for him as he greedily used her for pleasure to get himself there.

Nejire locked her legs around him and sat up, her ass resting on his thighs as she kissed him in a mad frenzy. Her blue eyes luring him into a trance once more. "Cum inside me Izuku, I want to know what it feels like for you to fill me up with all of your spunk."

They moved as one, Nejire's hips and his own bashing against each other completely out of sync but somehow making it work as she ground against him, begging for more and more with each thrust. She was insatiable.

With one final scream, Nejire climaxed again, muscles clamping down around him as she kissed him with her unique passion just as he came inside of her.

Izuku smiled and fell onto his bed, still inside of Nejire and her still on top of him. "That felt amazing."

"Yeah it did." Nejire said, the pep in her voice was far too energetic for what had just happened. She was worse than Mei wasn't she? He felt something cold and wet brush against his thigh. It was a sharpie. "Ready for round two? I want to see how many times I can make you cum!"

He wasn't going to get any sleep tonight was he?

AN: Uhh, Itsuka next? Maybe.