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Signal
Knock, knock.
Izuku Midoriya patiently waited at the door. He glanced around, making sure he was at the right apartment number, also checking his watch, to see if he was on time. "Yeah, everything checks out." Yet he was still a little uncomfortable, it didn't feel like the right place. He was used to her old home.
He heard scurried footsteps to the door. The door clicked open slowly till she saw the dark green locks of his hair. "Oh, Izuku, hello!" Opening the door fully, inviting him in. She stared at Izuku, he was wearing one of his regular shirts with a word written on it, his green rabbit hood sweater and black jeans with a loose belt, and always wearing his red shoes.
"Hey, Momo. Congrats on moving into your own place, brought some drinks to celebrate." He smiled at her, taking in her appearance. She had a lazy aesthetic, contrasting her high-class allure yet complementing her hard-working innocence. Her hair was up, but instead of her spiral ponytail, it was a messy bun loosely held up. She was wearing an oversized white shirt, but it was snug around her body, highlighting her curvy waist, being tied from the back to make it tighter around her, and she was wearing short black boyshorts that revealed her smooth legs. He stepped inside, following behind her, walking down the hallway.
"Why thanks, you can put them in the fridge." She raised her arm and motioned with her hand to her left, as they exited the hallway. There was a small kitchen taking up a quarter of the living room separated by a counter. Her room and bathroom on the other end.
"Looks like my place." He mumbled. "Except for all the boxes." He opened her fridge, putting in the drinks. "Looks like you've already been celebrating." Noticing a few bottles already in there and on the counter.
"Ha. Ha." She rolled her eyes. "Well it's been making unpacking more fun. There's a lot and you were the only one who could make it. The movers just left my stuff where ever they wanted."
"Well, my agency forced me to take a vacation, they said I was working too hard and it would have violated some rules or something, so I'm free for a while."
"Who would have thought that the mighty Deku would be defeated by HR."
"Ha. Ha." He repaid the sarcasm from earlier, walking next to her. He cracked his knuckles. "So where do you want to start?" Activating full-cowling.
Momo had a plan already mapped out and simply guided him as he breezed through her home, putting everything in place. They were done in no time.
"Don't you think it's a bit unethical to use your quirk for such a common task." Momo had her eyes closed, trying to lecture.
"I didn't hear you complain while I was doing it." He chuckled with a tease.
"Er, well, regardless you shouldn't have used it."
"You were planning on it." He chirped, knowing that she wanted to rely on his quirk.
Her cheeks flushed and she looked away with a pout, crossing her arms. "Well, n-next time don't."
He shrugged his shoulders and sighed at her uptight attitude. "Momo?"
She dared to glance at him, attempting to keep her glaring pout. "Yes?"
"You're welcome."
It was quiet but she squeaked it out. "Thanks."
She cleared her throat, walking to the fridge. "Now, that we're done settling me in, how about we start celebrating?" She smiled at him, pulling out a drink for him and her.
"Cheers!" They clanged their glass, taking a chug of their drinks. They began to talk about their days at U.A. and getting their start as heroes. They eased into the night enjoying each other's company.
"I'm just so happy, I'm finally on my own." She glanced around the cozy place she was going to call home. "It's not much but it's mine."
Izuku scratched his cheek. "Yeah it's great, um but Momo, if you don't mind me asking, why go out on your own like this? Your family is well, wealthy right?"
Momo took a sip of her drink, she glanced off to the side in remembrance. "It was because of you guys. We all started the journey of being heroes together, but I always felt like I had a head start. But like this, without any more help, I feel like I'm right there with everyone." Her eyes had a reminiscent glaze of their time as students together and everything they went through.
"That is the most precious thing I've ever heard." He blatantly spoke.
She squirmed before stomping her foot. "Well, what about you!" She yelled with shut eyes.
"Eh, what about me?"
Momo didn't want him to call her out for changing the subject so she blurted the first thing her mind came up with. "When are you going to finally find someone?" She smirked assuming he was self-conscious about his dating life.
"Hey, when did this become an attack on my personal life?"
Her lips pulled higher seeing him get flustered. She walked closer to him, wanting to tease him. "Ne, so what is it? Surely you're aware of your fan club and the many girls pining after you."
Izuku took a swig of his drink, trying to let his nerves loose. "I don't know, I think it would feel weird to date a fan."
"Oh, so a fellow hero? Well, who's the lucky gal? Uraraka?" Getting more frisky and closer in his personal space, she took a gulp of her glass and let out a refreshing sigh before continuing to mess with him. "Or how about Tsuyu, you guys would be an adorable match."
"N-No, I mean it's not like I haven't thought about them but I mean it's not like I haven't thought of other stuff either." He emphasized the last part, looking away with a sip of his drink. He pulled the bottle down, taking a glance at how close she was to him. He was actually leaning back on the counter a little because of her. Her breath was beating against him and it had a lingering scent of alcohol.
Momo thought of what he was implying also realizing how close they were, even realizing it, she didn't pull away from their closeness. "Oh, really, like who?" But she lost her tease, being the earnest innocent Momo. Her voice caused him to fully turn his head back to her, their eyes locking, both entranced. "Who..?" She was whispering but their lips were already drawing near, both knowing the answer. Their eyes were shadowed before the kiss.
It was slow at first, both building up a rhythm. Their bodies reacted, pressing against each other. His hand grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her hands roamed around, grabbing the locks of the back of his hair. She tilted her head, deepening their passion. She let out a surprised moan as Izuku pushed off the counter, forcing her back, she stumbled a bit, until she was pressed against the stove, her back arching as he leaned into it, ravishing her lips. Both of them getting intoxicated by the taste of alcohol they were giving each other.
"Mhm." She slowed, bring one hand down on his chest and the other to his shoulder, stopping them and pulling away. "W-Wait a minute, Izuku." She was panting, catching her breath. Their foreheads were pressed together and her eyes were looking at his lips before she closed them. "W-We've been drinking... This isn't a good idea."
He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to resist his urge, his hands reluctantly let go of their grip on her. He nodded against her forehead. "Y-Yeah you're right, Momo." He said quietly, their breaths still tasting each other.
They were at the door and he was getting ready to leave. "Thanks for coming though, I really did appreciate it, Izuku."
"Yeah, don't mention it, you know I'm always here to lend a hand." He chuckled. Both of them trying to avoid the possible awkwardness. "I should get going, it's already late. I'll talk to you tomorrow." He walked out of her apartment, turning to the door.
"Yes, please be safe on your way home, text me when you get there so I know you're okay." She leaned on the door frame, staring at him as they said their goodbyes. She closed the door as he began to leave.
She sagged her shoulders, letting out a disappointed sigh.
Knock, knock.
She stared at the door confused. She clicked it opened and he barged back in. "I-Izuku, did you forge-"
He cupped her cheeks and tackled his lips against hers. "I don't care." He spoke after breaking it.
"Oh thank God! I was just trying to be responsible." She replied before she grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him closer, continuing their make out.
They bumped into walls, roaming around the hallway, trying to make it to her room. Their lips never broke as they walked through her home. She slipped off his sweater, he tossed it to the side once she helped him take it off. His hands traveled behind her shirt undoing the knot in the back, his hands roamed under her shirt, pulling it up, feeling up to her ribcage, his fingers sinking into her soft skin. Her hands grabbed the end of her pulled up shirt, they broke the kiss to help her take it off, flinging it aside as well, revealing the black brassiere she had under. Their lips mashed back together as her fingers went to his belt, tugging at it, pulling it off, and unbuttoning his jeans, pulling down the zipper. He didn't hesitate to yank her shorts down, exposing the matching panties she had underneath.
She giggled as they had reached her bedroom door. "Izuku..!" Smacking his chest, playfully, kicking off her shorts to the side. She hopped and straddled him, locking her legs around him. She cupped his face and brought her lips back down to him, not letting up, abusing his lips. She grinded her heat against his lower abdomen, releasing craving moans in between their lips.
He only grunted in reply, he reached behind her, opening the door. He scoped her thighs with his arm, making sure he had a good grip as he walked into her room.
He closed the door behind them, keeping it only for themselves, with the lasting sounds of her squeaking bed fading into the night.
Yo, hope you enjoyed. I had to do some freewriting to let my mind wander and came up with this but I thought hey maybe I can make it a series of one-shots with the girls from Mha and probably, eventually develop a semblance of a plot. Ah, but don't hold me to that lmao. Anyway let me know what you think and which girls you'd like.
Till next time!
