Chapter 10: A Hero's Health Class
A little over a week has passed since Himiko's confession to Izuku and his reciprocation. It had been then that Inko finally learned about it.
Izuku was on his bed with Himiko straddling his lap, tongue shoved down his throat, both had removed their shirts long ago. She had just finished drinking from his neck, and he had been rather handsy during it, not that she minded. Izuku's fingers always managed to find the right spots that made her skin tingle. They didn't know what to do at times, they were hormonal teenagers simply following what felt good between themselves. One night while cuddling in bed the topic of sex came up, and both agreed that it should wait, but exploring each other's body was something they could still do. They weren't sure if they were moving too fast as they had no experience to base it on.
Himiko's tongue wrapped around his tongue and slowly proceeded to tug on it, to get him to explore her mouth. As much as she loved tasting him, as her tongue explored every corner of his mouth, she would melt when he would take charge and his tongue would battle her's for dominance and win. Her tongue worked quicker as she felt his hands sliding up her sides stopping before he reached bra. He would always hesitate, wanting to be sure he wasn't going too far; this time however, instead of asking permission he took charge and rather than caressing her breasts through the bra as usual, his hands slipped under it and cupped them.
Izuku watched as Himiko pulled away from the kiss to moan as his hands explored her uncovered breasts for the first time. Lifting the bra up and out of the way, he watched as her breasts heaved as she breathed deeply from their make out session. Her nipples stood out as two blood red spots upon her pale snow white skin, pebbled from the pleasure she felt. He didn't know why, but he felt the desire to taste them. Opening his mouth leaned forward and kissed one gently then the other, smiling as he heard her breath hitch with each kiss.
"I-Izu…" She moaned clearly in pleasure.
He went back to the first one and took it into his mouth and sucked on it, holding Himiko up as she leaned back moaning. The taste was new to him, different, but he didn't dislike it. After giving it attention for a few minutes he pulled back and smiled at her. In a husky voice he whispered, "I love you Himiko." Then kissed her again, letting her taste herself upon his lips.
Pulling back she breathed in and heard a noise, she looked to the left and froze.
Izuku seeing his girlfriend suddenly freeze became worried asking, "Himiko are you alright? I didn't hurt you did I?"
Her eyes moved in her head to look at him, head still facing what caught her attention. She shook her head slightly, then her eyes traveled back to where she looked.
It was then that Izuku decided to follow her gaze and froze. There standing in the doorway was his mother and Toshi in his smaller form; both were staring at the two of them on the bed. Inko's face he couldn't quite read, it kept morphing from gleeful, to angered, and to a few expressions he couldn't quite understand. Toshi on the other hand looked shocked, and embarrassed having caught two teenagers in the middle of such an intimate act.
Inko spoke first, "Get dressed and come down stairs in fifteen minutes." Then turned around and left. Toshi promptly followed her out, then his hand ducked back in, his thumb pointing up.
"Fuck," Izuku said after they had walked out.
"Okay," Inko said, as the couple sat down across from her and Toshi, "when did you two start this new development in your relationship?"
Izuku and Himiko looked at each other then Izuku spoke, "Last week when Himiko met me to go shopping. While we were out she confessed to me, and I accepted her feelings. I had been thinking about confessing as well, but she was quicker about it."
"Well we are happy for both of you, young Midoriya, young Toga." Toshi said, once Izuku answered.
"I'm sorry we didn't tell you Inko, we weren't sure how it would change my living situation," Himiko said softly looking down.
"Oh Himiko," Inko uttered, reaching out to grasp her hand, "I wouldn't ask you to move out of our house for this."
"We were just shocked to find you two in such an…" she trailed off looking for the right words.
"In such an intimate position." Toshi continued from where she had faltered, unsure of what to say. "We talked briefly while waiting for you two to come downstairs, and we as adults understand why you were like that." Toshi stopped and took a breath before continuing, "We were teenagers ourselves at one point and did similar things ourselves."
Izuku and Himiko squirmed in their chairs, neither wanted to think of the adults before them having sex, it was just…wrong.
"Would we be required to sleep in our rooms now?" Izuku asked, wary as he liked waking up with Himiko snuggled into his chest.
"Was what we saw earlier," Inko paused, gathering her thoughts, "the most intimate you two have been?"
Both teens blushed, then nodded their heads.
Inko smiled at them. "Okay then, I can tell you both care for each other deeply and have some boundaries set up. Also I want to apologize for how I seemed when we walked in you two."
"What do you mean mom?"
"I was feeling a mix of emotions, I was proud that you found someone who deeply cared for you, but also worried that you two were moving quickly as I had no idea you two were now a couple, and I was scared."
"Scared of what, Inko?"
"Of you two making me a grandmother at such a young age or hurting each other during sex accidentaly.
"G-g-g-grandmother!" Izuku yelled out, blushing at the thought of Himiko and himself actaully having sex and ultimately kids.
Himiko covered her face with her hands and turned away from Izuku, embarrassed at the thought of them having sex.
Toshi softly laughed, "I don't think you have to worry grand kids for a while Inko."
She smiled watching her son and his girlfriend blush while taking peeks at each other then looking away still embarrassed.
Toshi leaned over to Inko and whispered. "I almost wish we weren't sending them to her, but it will be helpful in the end."
Inko continued to watch, a small smile on her face before asking, "She isn't that bad right?"
"Hound Dog has already warned them both on letting her know of their feelings, I fear that she may not keep it simply educational tomorrow. She tends to be over enthusiastic about these things I hear." Toshi watched as they slowly calmed down from their hysterics. "I can see about getting a recording, if he thought the baby photos you've shown me were emberassing , just imagine playing his sex ed class."
She smirked at that. "Toshi, you villain."
"So what do you think we're her for?" Himiko asked as she sat Izuku in an empty classroom at UA. It was the day after being walked in on by his mom and Toshi, and they had been told to go to UA today for a last minute lesson.
"I have an idea of what this is for, and I don't like it," he said looking around the room for possible escape avenues.
Suddenly the door was kicked open by a black clad leg and in stepped a woman with a dark luxurious mane of hair that travelled to her waist, wearing a skin tight white bodysuit overlayed with a black corset, black knee high boots, purple thigh highs, and garter belt to match. A broken pair of handcuffs rattled as she sauntered into the room; the 18+ Only Hero: Midnight had entered the room with a bang and she looked hungry.
"Izu," Himiko asked, scared of the unknown woman, "who is that?"
"It's Midnight, the one person I was told to avoid here," he said watching her enter the room, gaze fixed on them. "Himiko," he whispered to her.
"Yes?"
"Run."
Both teenagers jumped up from where they had been sitting and made a dash for the door.
"I love it when they try to flee." Was all they heard as they smelled a wondrous scent and collapsed on the floor.
Izuku slowly came to in the room he and Himiko had been waiting in, but something was different, he could feel it. Looking down he saw a pair of handcuffs on his wrists attached to the chair he was sitting in. "What the hell is going on, what happened to us?"
"Did you forget about me already?" Came a teasing voice from the front of the room.
Looking up he saw Midnight. "Shit!"
"Language." She said, cracking her whip as she approached them.
"Izu, I'm scarred." Himiko said, sitting next to him, who he now saw was also handcuffed to her seat.
"Now then we haven't had the chance to meet yet young man, my coworkers have been sure to keep me busy when you've been… coming and going." She drew the last part out as she reached the two teens.
"Yes Miss Mid—" he began but was interrupted by another cracking of her whip.
"I am not some old lady. Just Midnight, or Ms Kayama, or… Nemuri if you prefer," she said as she placed her hand on his cheek and gently rubbed it.
"Get your filthy hands off of him!" Himiko yelled at her, eye slits thinner than he had ever seen, her fangs bared.
Midnight smiled and removed her hand, then looked at Himiko. "Don't worry little vampire, I have no interest in claimed men," she said, licking her lips. "However, if you ever decide to spice things up one night…"
"I'm happy with Himiko, I don't want anyone else but her!" Izuku suddenly said, doing his best to look Midnight in the eye and not look at her body, tempting as it was.
Himiko looked at him, smiling at what he had said. "Aww Izu, I love you too," she said as she leaned over and kissed his cheek, causing him to break his concentration as he blushed and looked away from Midnight as she smiled at the display.
"As adorable as it would be to watch you two flirt all day, there is a reason for us being here today." Midnight said over her shoulder as she started heading to the podium at the front of the room. "Any idea what it may be for?" She smiled as she asked, waiting to see if they could guess it.
Izuku blushed once again, and tentatively asked, "Would it do with what happened yesterday at our home?"
Himiko went from looking at Midnight, to Izuku as soon as he said 'our home.' She didn't know he felt that way about her; well it was rather obvious he did with all the groping he did yesterday before they were interrupted. But still, she was flattered that he considered his place hers, she had always referred to it as the Midoriyas'. She wanted to kiss him even more now, but decided it should wait, she didn't want to upset Inko again.
"Correct! Your mother contacted Nezu yesterday and felt that you two should receive proper… education on the matter." Midnight watched as the two suddenly were hit by the realization that this was their sex ed class, and that she would be the teacher.
"Sex ed, this is a sex ed class, and Midnight is our teacher," Izuku said paling at the realization.
"It's gonna be bad isn't it?" Himiko asked, worry apparent on her face.
"Relax, this is the same class I give to all of the students here. Putting a bunch of hormonal teenagers in dorms can be rather risky." She said as she began turning on the overhead projector. "If the dorms weren't co-ed like they are, and you guys were in actual separate buildings it would probably be voluntary for you to attend, or your parents could request that you attend it."
"So either way we would be getting this class then?" Himiko asked, feeling somewhat relieved that this wasn't specially made for them.
"Correct, but this one will be… more in depth," Midnight licked her lips as she finished her answer.
"H-how in depth?" Izuku was scared, he had heard rumors of Midnight and he was honestly scared of what they might witness.
"Oh relax, Midoriya. Your mother went over it with me beforehand actually. She told me a few things she wants me to cover, which I might add was rather enjoyable to watch her talk about those delectable topics."
"She did? Such as what?" He had an idea this was a horrible question to ask, but it needed asking.
"Well for starters that little miss Toga here is rather fond of blood, biting you, and has a sadistic side to her." Walking forward she knelt down before both of them and placed a hand on each of theirs. "Miss Midoriya wants you two to be happy, but also safe with how you express your love for each other. That's where I come in, we will cover basic sex ed, but also cover topics that will allow Toga here to be herself while you two are intimate without hurting you anymore than you're willing to be."
Izuku watched as Midnight changed her demeanor as she talked about the extra lessons, she went from her usual sadistic persona to a caring, nurturing one that the sudden change shocked him. "So there are ways for us to be… intimate, but they can be dangerous?"
"Exactly, I've been told Toga, even though she cares for you, still enjoys seeing you bleed from injuries that you get from your beach cleaning exercise." Midnight then looked at Himiko and smiled. "That is an obvious indication that she is sadistic, but that isn't bad. We will just have to make sure boundaries are set for such things. Ultimately this is something you two will have to discover as your relationship progresses, but today we will cover the basics."
Izuku and Himiko looked at each other for a moment, then they nodded their heads, Izuku spoke first, "Then we will be in your care, Ms kayama."
Himiko spoke after he had finished. "Would we be able to talk to you about other stuff in the future as well?"
Midnight smiled at them. "Of course you two can, any questions about this topic are always welcome, I'd rather you ask me, no matter how embarrassing it be, before you do something that hurts one of you or both of you."
She got up from where she had been kneeling and headed back to her podium, along the way Himiko whispered to Izuku, "I like her, but you can please quit staring at her ass? I'm right here you know."
Izuku looked down admonished. "Sorry I was wondering how you would look wearing something like that."
Himiko pulled back. "What?"
"Shit, I said that out loud."
"Now then Midoriya, Toga. Now begins your sexual academia!" Midnight said, pressing a button bringing the projector to life and the screen behind her lit up and showed a nude man and woman behind her. "First the basics: the anatomy of the reproductive organs."
While Izuku and Himiko were in their special class, Nezu was having a meeting of his own with the first year heroic teachers, Aizawa Shota and Kan Sekijiro, about the two special students they had been overseeing. "Tell me Aizawa, how has young Izuku been progressing with his limited time with you?"
Aizawa yawned, still in the process of waking up from his nap for this rather impromptu meeting. "Midoriya is progressing slightly faster than I was expecting, given that I have only met with him a few times. It seems he spends a decent amount of his free time practicing what we cover. While physically he is still lacking, I can see his drive to improve, and once he finishes," he paused his speaking and looked at his coworker for a moment before continuing, "Toshinori's special training I think he will be ready for the hero course."
Kan Sekijiro frowned as he noticed Aizawa pause to look at him, there was something unsaid, but it wasn't unusual for Nezu to play games. Now the name Toshinori was interesting, he wasn't sure why, but it sounded familiar. What his connection was with the Midoriya boy was also unknown. So far he had yet to meet the boy, with him mainly interacting with Nezu, Aizawa, Chiyo, and Ryo. The person he did interact with though was the boy's friend Toga Himiko, a runaway with a blood quirk and violent tendencies suffering from a severe case of Quirk Madness that had almost taken her down the path to becoming a villain.
Nezu then spoke, interrupting his train of thought. "And how is young Toga progressing?"
"It is taking its time, but she is managing to control her urges. I've never seen a blood quirk cause someone to desire blood as much as hers does." he shifted in his seat, and produced a pouch that was similar to the ones, that Aizawa could be seen with. Breaking the seal, he took a sip from the pouch. "While I only need to drink blood roughly once or twice a week to keep my desire in check, she needs it roughly every other day." Finishing the pouch he tossed it into a special hazard bin Nezu had recently placed in his office. "Not to mention the seemingly random thirst she gets where she doesn't drink just one regular blood bag, but will drink several before becoming sated."
Nezu took it all in. "She is making progress, it could be due to having regular healthy blood is causing her to gorge herself due to fear of losing the supply."
He nodded then continued speaking, "She admitted to me one day that when desperate that she had resorted to drinking from corpses. She is lucky that she, like all other blood quirk users, is immune to blood borne pathogens and diseases, nor can she pass any on as our quirks destroy them."
At that Aizawa spoke up, "I'm honestly surprised she has lasted so long without resorting to attacking people for blood, she would be impossible to chase. I discovered the other day that she kept a secret ability that isn't part of her quirk."
At that both Nedzu and Sekijiro leaned forward to hear this development.
"While doing a simple spar she disappeared in front of me, then she appeared behind me with her sparring knife on my neck, talking about blood."
"She did mention a cat quirk from her mother's side of the family, it is possible that she may have a dual quirk then." Nezu suggested.
"No, it isn't a quirk," Aizawa said, interrupting Nezu, "I asked her about it, and she said it was a technique that she learned while living on the streets, I even had her use it while erasing her quirk and she still disappeared." At that he turned to Sekijiro. "I'm sorry Kan, but Toga Himiko is going to be placed in my class as long as she passes her entrance exams."
"What do you mean? I've been working with her to master her quirk, helping her. I expected her to be my student." He was getting angry now, he thought he had found his own pupil to train.
"I planned for that as well, however she has discussed with me the prospect of being an underground hero like me. If she wished to be a regular pro then I would have no problem with her being in your class, but you unfortunately lack underground experience and it requires even more work and classes for her to take in addition to regular classes." Aizawa sighed as he took in Sekijiro's reaction.
"How can you say that? How hard can it be to teach those lessons?"
"When do you take a life, Kan? When is a villain deemed uncatchable and lethal force is authorized. Can you handle that responsibility, Kan?" Aizawa was glaring at him now. "I refuse to send children out into the world only for them to die due to being ill prepared."
He sat there, taking in what Aizawa had just told him. "You would teach her to kill? Have you taken lives?"
Aizawa frowned at his questions, then answered, "I have, both accidentally and on purpose. Human traffickers, murderers, serial killers, and sexual predators; underground heroes deal with these on a regular basis. We don't just deal with criminals and villains, we fight monsters and sometimes they have no intention of being taken alive. They would gladly kill us as they would their victims." Aizawa watched him take it in before continuing, "Underground heroics isn't pretty, there is no fame or glory to be found. Every time we go on patrol we know that it could be our last. Just this week so far two underground heroes were killed. I caught their killers last night, but I showed restraint and now they will face justice."
Sekijiro looked down at hearing that, then sighed. "Take her into your class then, you're right I wouldn't be able to properly teach her what she would need to survive in that world."
"Thank you, Kan. There is though, something that you can help me with: her views on hero society." Aizawa then turned to look at Nezu. "Do you have an idea where she might have developed her views."
Nezu suppressed a smirk before answering, "Interesting that you didn't condemn them. But I agree it is rather troubling that one so young views hero society in such a light. I don't think she learned this herself, she was taught the flaws of hero society by someone else. Someone who has been kept out of the news by the hero commission."
Aizawa groaned at that then shook his head in agitation.
"Mind filling me in here? It seems Aizawa knows the answer now, but I don't." Sekijiro knew that this meeting was going to be one thing after another, but so far his expectations had been flipped so many times, he just quit guessing. Better to be told than to try to follow Nezu's logic jumps.
"Hero Killer Stain, she is a follower of Stain," Aizawa cut in. "She probably met him at some point while on the streets, I met him back when he went by a different name: Stendhal. He was a violent vigilante who killed the villains he fought. I guess he got tired of doing that and decided that 'fake heroes' were the problem instead."
"Yes, that is what I believe as well." Nezu's voice took a serious tone as he continued, "Izuku has mentioned that she knows another blood quirk user who helped in the past. I believe that was Stain."
"Us blood quirk users have to stick together," Sekijiro interjected. "She said that to me once before when we were discussing blood. She had talked about how she had discovered that freely given blood tasted better, and how I was the second she had met." Sekijiro sighed then placed his hand on his face. "She wouldn't go into detail, but talked about how someone who had stopped her from attacking a man one night, and recognizing her blood thirst gave her their blood. When asked she refused to give me details on who it was, and said that line."
"So," Nezu said, "Stain has a blood quirk and for some reason told Himiko to become a hero."
At that both teachers looked at him confused.
"Stain told her to become a hero? Why would he do that?" Sekijiro was lost.
"Izuku said that this person told her to become a hero to prove the world wrong that she wasn't a monster, that she could save people regardless of her quirk, apparently he is a fan of All Might like Izuku and Himiko are, and took his press conference to heart" Nezu answered. "We will continue to observe her and teach her; she wishes to be a hero, and a hero she will be. But I doubt she will ever forsake Stain's ideology, we will have to learn more about it and see what we can do. Like Izuku she is too important to simply leave her be, especially now that they are a couple."
Aizawa slipped in his chair. "A couple? Since when?"
"The day I met that Bakugo brat. He will make such an interesting plaything…"
"When did it come out they were together?" Aizawa asked in disbelief, timid Izuku asking a girl out seemed so odd to him, then again he managed to do it.
"Oh yesterday his mom and Toshinori walked in on them half naked. Toshinori was rather proud of Izuku when he told me." Nezu smiled as he mentioned it.
"Is that why I didn't see them today, they're grounded?"
Nezu was shaking now trying to hold in his laughter. "Goodnes no, they are in a sex ed class currently."
Sekijiro sighed then looked at Aizawa saying, "Well Hopefully Chiyo doesn't scare them too much."
This prompted Nezu to laugh once more. "Oh no, Inko requested Midnight handle this."
Upon hearing that Aizawa jumped up from his seat, fear on his face then pointed at Nezu. "You better hope I can save them," he said as he ran out the room. "I'm coming to save you Izuku, Himiko!"
Sekijiro watched as this unfolded. "Does he even know what room to look for?"
"Nope!" Nezu laughed as Sekijiro left the room quickly to help his colleague save their students from Midnight.
Aizawa had kicked ten doors in before he finally found the right room, but it was too late. Izuku, poor innocent Izuku, he didn't deserve this fate. He had at some point gone catatonic from the lessons Nemuri had been giving him and Himiko.
"So you're saying that feels good, for both people?" Himiko asked, looking at an image on the screen that looked disturbingly familiar.
"Correct Himiko, I just love that you are so interested in this stuff, it's so hard getting my boyfriends to try some of this stuff out."
"Wait, boyfriends?" she asked.
"Yes, and I'm not cheating if that's what you're worried about. The three of us are in a polyamororous relationship, where we all date each other."
"NEMURI!" Aizawa yelled, she was playing a dangerous game.
"Oh, Shota darling, you're here. I didn't know you were coming to help me teach our little lovebirds how to be safe."
At that Izuku finally came to his senses. "Wait darling? Are you and Mr. Aizawa dating?"
"Midoriya! It is very rude to ask your teachers about their personal lives." Aizawa was going to do whatever he could to keep from traumatizing the poor boy any further.
"Oh Shota, so dramatic. To answer your question Izuku, I'm dating him and Hizashi, or Present Mic as you probably know him." She smiled as Shota gaped at her.
"Nemuri!" He hissed. "Is that from last night?" he said motioning to the screen behind her.
Himiko's head snapped to look at him. "Did she just have us watch your sextape?"
Midoriya looked uneasy. "I didn't need to know that much about heroes."
"Don't worry, I didn't show them anything too… unsightly," Midnight said while watching her boyfriend get flustered as he remembered everything they had done the night before.
"Hey don't worry Mr. Aizawa," Himiko called out to him, "Nemuri taught us some pretty important stuff. I don't think Izu and I will be having sex any time soon, we've both agreed we want our first time to be something special. And how I can be myself and not hurt him by accident."
"Y-yeah, it was very helpful." Izuku still couldn't look at him, but at least could talk to him. "If it will let us be happy together and have a healthy relationship then this was all worth it. The two of us being happy together is all that matters." As he finished he leaned over and gave Himiko a gentle kiss on the lips, but pulled back when she tried to deepen it. "Himiko, not in front of the teachers."
"Sorry, but those videos were interesting." She leaned into him and whispered in his ear, "Tomorrow I'd be totally fine with watching some more stuff like this with you. And if you want to enjoy it more than just watching it, well I won't mind giving you a hand ."
"I actually was hoping to do something completely different tomorrow though." He took a deep breath and did his best to resist her tempting offer. "Himiko, would you like to have our first date tomorrow?"
"YES! That sounds even better than laying in bed watching porn together," Himiko practically yelled.
"Himiko!" Izuku groaned blushing as she yelled her plans out loud.
"Sorry, Izu. Oh Nemuri can you uncuff us now? They're starting to chafe," she asked rather nonchalantly.
"Nemuri, we really need to work on your teaching technique." Aizawa said, shaking his head.
Chapter 11: A Hero's First Date
As the sun rose, a beam filtered in through a bedroom window, hitting Himiko in the face. Squinting her eyes tight, she rolled over to bury her face into Izuku's chest, but was met by an empty bed instead. "Izu?" She asked, opening an eye to realize she had awoken in her room for once, and not in Izuku's arms. Groaning, she got out of bed and made her way out of her room where she bumped into Inko.
"Oh, good morning, Himiko. I was just coming to wake you up. Izuku is up in his room, if you need some blood." Inko was already dressed for the day it seemed. As she was walking down the hall to the kitchen, she turned around and called out to Himiko, "You two have a wonderful date today."
Himiko smiled remembering that Izuku had asked her out, then replied to Inko, "We will, Inko. I'll get a little from Izu, I don't want to make him too tired for the date." As she watched Inko walk away, Himiko's smile faltered for a moment. "I just wish I knew where he was taking me out today, I just hope it isn't dinner and a movie. It just seems so cliche."
Upon reaching Izuku's door, she knocked and asked, "Izu, can I come inside?"
Through the door came a muffled yes.
Opening the door, she saw Izuku sitting up in bed, eyes still closed as if he could fall back asleep any minute. Smirking, she crawled first onto his bed, then into his lap and wrapped her legs around his waist. With her spot secured, she gave him a brief kiss on the lips which he replied to with a kiss of his own.
"Good morning, Himiko. Did you sleep well last night?" he asked finally, opening his eyes he took her in and realized that she had slept in his clothes. He didn't know why, but seeing her in his clothes always excited him. Reaching up, he pulled his shirt to the side letting the area where his neck and shoulder met be revealed for her.
"Look at you, being a gentleman preparing breakfast in bed for me." Himiko said in a whisper before she kissed the revealed skin. Her teeth grazed across the skin, but never pierced the skin; instead she nibbled at him enjoying his sighs and moans as she teased his shoulder. Her hands rubbed across his back tracing the muscles that had barely begun to form, she knew that once his training was over, Izuku would have a nice set of muscles that she would spend hours idly tracing with her finger and possibly her tongue.
As Himiko nibbled on his shoulder, he began to do the same, by starting with a trail of kisses that he could leave down her neck where once he reached her shoulder where he began nibbling as well. His hands drifted down her back and cupped her butt where he gave a gentle squeeze. As he continued to gently bite at her neck, he finally felt her hand running through his thick hair, gently tossing it. Groaning, he gave her another squeeze and kept working on giving her a hickey to match his.
Himiko's nibbling picked up when Izuku grabbed her butt and played with it while he proceeded to give her a hickey. Pulling her mouth off of his neck, she took in a breath of fresh air and appreciated her handiwork. The purplish bruise stood out on his tanned skin. She softly moaned as he continued to bite and suck her neck. He then bit down harder than before and her eyes rolled back in her head as she experienced the mixture of pain and pleasure.
Izuku pulled back from her neck and inspected the hickey he left her. It wasn't where anyone would see it unless she wore a bathing suit or a shirt with barely any shoulder material. It was for him alone to see and know that he put that there. He marveled how the colors faded from a rich purple in the center, to a dark red, and finally a soft pink where it faded into her pale skin. He leaned back in and gave it a gentle kiss, then gently grabbed her head and pulled it forward so he could give her a kiss.
Himiko accepted the kiss greedily and was quick to wrap her tongue around his, tugging on it gently. Then she felt his hands kneading her rather ample butt once more and smirked against his lips. "Izu, I know we agreed that sex was going to wait for a while, but you get me so turned on isn't fair."
"Sorry, Himiko. I just enjoy having you close to me all the time, and your body is so beautiful that I want to worship all of it." Izuku said, after giving her a kiss on the cheek. "We've been a couple for just over a week now and I know sex now would be too quick for us jump to."
"You know, I was doing some research on how we always seem to like being in contact with one another," Himiko said, resting her head on his other shoulder.
"Oh, what did you find about that?" He was curious, she had recently started to look things up once he said a hero needed to be well-versed in different fields; especially an underground hero as they tend to have less support at times.
"That we are touch-starved." She said, playing with her hair. "We haven't had too much positive interaction with others growing up, and I noticed when we first met you were hesitant around me, that you were afraid I might hurt you."
Izuku moved his hands up from her rear and wrapped them around her back, and leaned his head forward to rest on her chest. "It makes sense, we latched onto each other rather quickly once we realized the other accepted us as we are."
She looked down at her boyfriend and felt the urge to comfort him. "True, but our feelings for each other are genuine. I love you, Izuku." Gently, she placed her hands under his head and lifted it so she could look him in the eyes. "No matter what, I love you, always know that." Leaning forwards, she kissed him.
Izuku returned the gentle kiss with one of his own. "And I love you, Himiko. Thank you for being in my life."
"We should probably get ready for our date. Any suggestions on what I should dress for?" She asked, curious on what she would need to dress for, she didn't want to under or over dress.
"Well—" Izuku blushed as he readied to explain the date "— there is a festival this weekend, and I was thinking we could attend that, but with a twist."
"One of those festivals where people dress in kimonos and what not?" She asked, she hadn't been to one in years and it seemed pretty normal. What could the twist be?
"Yes, actually, but we would go shopping together for the yukatas and choose each other's clothes for the night." He said looking away from her, blush still evident on his cheek.
"That sounds so domestic. I love it, Izu!" She bounced in his lap, happy that he had chosen something different for their first date. While it was a popular idea, he had chosen to change it up a bit to allow them to have fun with it.
He smiled seeing that his girlfriend approved of his idea for their first date. "I'm glad you approve. Now, we just need to have breakfast, take showers, and we can head out."
"That and you can take care of this," she said as she reached down to his waist and grabbed his morning wood and gave it a few gentle strokes.
Izuku gasped as she stroked him, he pulled her tighter to him. "H-h-himikooo, s-stop that. If you go any further I-I-I'll c-cum and I don't want to get carried away either. W-what if mom walks in on this?"
She stopped at that, and released her grip on him. "You're right, we would be in even more trouble." She climbed out of his lap and got up to leave, before turning around and quickly raising her shirt to flash him before giggling at his reaction and running out of the door.
As they headed out, both feeling refreshed from their showers and their stress relief, they made their way into town holding hands.
"So," said Himiko, looking at her boyfriend, "where are we getting our yukatas from?"
"Well, my mom is friends with two people who are in the fashion industry, the Bakugo's, and they have a shop. I figured we could look there for them." Izuku said, unaware that his girlfriend had already met Mitsuki and Katsuki recently.
Himiko stumbled for a moment, but played it off as her foot had caught on a crack in the sidewalk. 'Shit! This is going to be awkward. Hopefully, she isn't still mad that I pulled a knife on her son.' "Oh, I'm sure we will find something there that we will both like."
"I'm sure we will. Besides, we're here now," Izuku said, as he motioned to a store front before them.
She blinked, surprised that they had already arrived at their destination. The building was in the middle of the shopping district and was close to where they had been just last week when she had been sent to keep him away from home. "Well, I guess let's head inside. Wait, is she gonna gush over how big you've gotten since you last saw her or something like that?" Asked Himiko with a sly smile on her face. "Is she gonna have baby photos of you as well?"
Izuku muffled a scream. "I hope not, and it has been a while since I last saw auntie…" Izuku finished sounding rather sad about it.
"I'm sorry to hear that, Izu. Let's fix that then." Himiko leaned into him, her head on his shoulder as they entered the store together.
Once inside, Izuku looked around before spotting a woman with an explosion of blonde hair. Izuku called out to her, "Auntie!" He watched as she turned around from what she was doing and looked in their direction, but was troubled by her reaction to seeing him and his girlfriend hanging off of him.
Mitsuki hurried to him, thankful the store was currently empty. "Izuku!" she said, pulling him into a tight hug, tears forming in her eyes.
"Is something wrong, Auntie?" he asked, worried about what could make her emotional like this.
"Is something wrong?" she turned to Himiko and sighed. "Did no one tell him Toga?"
"Wait, you two know each other?" He asked, as he began pulling back from the hug, but failed as she pulled him back into it.
"Izuku, I'm so sorry," Mitsuki said, holding him close to her, "I never knew that Katsuki treated you so horribly."
He froze. "H-how?"
"I went to visit Inko last week and I brought Katsuki with me." she admitted, looking down.
"I met this girl when she opened the door and she called for Inko, who looked sad to me, then she saw Katsuki and her voice became so cold." She sniffed remembering the day her idyllic view of her son was destroyed. "She assaulted him, but looking back I see why she did it."
"You hit Kacchan?" Izuku said much louder than he meant to. "Sorry, I mean you hit Bakugo?"
Hearing Izuku call her son that name after so long hurt more than she thought it would.
"Well, I didn't hit him, more like I pulled a knife on him."
Izuku blinked, then muttered out, "Fuck, that's hot."
"What?" Both women looked at each other then laughed.
Mitsuki laughed as Izuku realized he said that out loud. "You're gonna end up like Masaru, married to a woman with a fiery attitude who cares deeply for you."
At that both teens blushed, before Izuku could stutter out, "M-m-married!?"
Mitsuki smirked at the two before her, remembering how she teased Masaru.
"Anyways!" Himiko said, trying to salvage their trip. "We are going on our first date tonight, and Izuku thought we should pick out each other's yukatas for the night." Himiko blushed, realizing she just followed up on a joke about her and Izuku getting married with their plans for their first date.
"Izuku, you charmer!" Mitsuki said, a glint in her eye. "Toga, why don't you come with me to look for him, while he looks around for you. Then I'll help him look for you, that way you two can surprise the other with what you two picked."
"That works for me, and please call me Himiko."
Nodding, Mitsuki led her to the men's side of the store, while Izuku headed to the women's side and began looking.
He was looking for something distinctly Himiko, when he noticed one with a particular floral pattern to it. The flowers were as pale as Himiko's skin, but had red splotches on them that reminded him of blood when it would drip onto her skin before she would lick it off. The yukata itself was black, which led to the flowers standing out even more in his opinion. As he headed back to the front of the store, he saw Himiko and Mitsuki had arrived just before he did.
"Oh, did you find your girlfriend something, Izuku?" She asked, curious as to what he had chosen.
Izuku held the yukata he had chosen out, and slightly flinched when Himiko squealed as she took it in.
"Izu! It's beautiful!" Himiko gushed as she came over and took the yukata from him, holding it up she turned to Mitsuki asking, "How does it look?" She smiled wide, her fangs flashing.
Mitsuku placed her hand on her chin and looked from her to the Yukata. "Go try it on and we will see from there."
Nodding, Himiko followed the signs to the changing area while Mitsuki approached Izuku. "Here is the one we found for you," she said, holding out a black yukata with a deep green fractal pattern spread out across it.
"Here, Izuku. Take it and go try it on." Mitsuki smiled as she watched him head to the men's changing rooms, happy that Izuku had found someone who cared for him as Himiko did. The way she gushed about him while they looked made it clear she thought the world of Izuku, it really reminded her of herself and Masaru.
Izuku was half dressed in the united yukata and his boxers when he got a message on his phone. Picking it up he saw that he had a message from Himiko. Unsure of what she sent him, he tentatively opened.
His eyes widened in shock, there on his phone was a picture of Himiko posing wearing only the yukata with it wide open. The yukata was pulled open exposing her front from the top down to the bottom of her body. Her breasts and stomach were completely bare showing off her pale skin as it contrasted with the black cloth, her bright red nipples stood out on her skin just as the red on the flowers had. Then his eyes travelled further down to her waist, her hips disappeared into the cloth, between her legs he saw her womanhood for the first time. It was beauti—
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Himiko was blushing like mad, she had never sent Izuku something like that before. Sure, they had sent photos of what they were working on, but that was the first time she had ever sent something so intimate . It excited her, sending him something like that. She didn't know why, though. "Maybe I can talk to Nemuri next time I see her at UA, after all that class yesterday was very interesting."
Sure, they both knew about sex, but seeing those photos and videos had awoken something in Himiko. She didn't want to do those with just anyone, she found the idea of being close like that with Izuku to be heart racing. The simple act of her drinking his blood was always such an intimate experience for them, same as kissing was. Sex, it seemed, was another way to express your love for someone, but seemed to be even more intimate.
Her phone chirped, startling her out of her fantasies of nude skinship with Izuku, to alert her of a message from Izuku himself. He had sent her a photo back. Izuku responded to her nude photo. She was nervous, she had never seen his dick before, felt it rub against her when cuddling, sure, but he would pull away a blushing mess. Today had been the first time she had touched it on purpose and it had been hot to the touch just like last time. This time, she was able to pay more attention and noticed its size, not having anything to really compare it to other than the photos from yesterday, she thought it seemed bigger. Taking a breath, to calm herself she opened the message.
The breath left her.
Izuku was standing there half dressed in his yukata, revealing his progress on his workouts. While not as impressive as some pro heroes, she admired how his muscles were slowly forming, the faint outline of his abs appearing were something she liked to trace lazily when cuddling. She looked up at his face and noticed that he looked out of it, 'did the photo knock him out?' Traveling back down, she noticed a 'V' going down to his waist that caught her eye. Following it, she saw that he was simply wearing his boxers and noticed it. There straining against the rather thin fabric was his other reaction to her photo. 'I want that so badly,' she thought as she rubbed her legs together feeling the dampness between them grow.
'One little video won't hurt.' As she thought that she flicked the camera setting to video, and aimed it at her damp womanhood. She slid two fingers down to it and gently rubbed before spreading the outer lips for the camera to see. She then shuddered as she slid two fingers inside, slowly pumping them in and out a few times. Biting down on her lip she pulled the now wet fingers out and showed them to the camera then pulled them up to her mouth and turned the camera so it could record her lick her fingers clean. Once down, she blew a kiss at the camera, then winked before stopping the recording.
She made sure it was to Izuku before hitting send and finished putting the yukata on, this time with her underwear. After all she didn't want to make a mess of it before she bought it.
Eventually, both teens emerged from their changing rooms. They made eye contact and then whipped their heads away from one another. "You look nice in that, Himiko, it suits you." he said, doing his best to keep his thoughts pure.
"Y-yeah you too, Izu."
"Well now, you two look cute in those," Mitsuki said, walking up to them. "Come let me have a look at you guys and see if they need any work done to them." As she walked around them tugging and pulling on the fabric she noticed how flushed they both looked. "They fit perfectly, it seems. Go ahead and change back and I'll get these wrapped up so you can head home for Inko to see you in them."
"Thank you, Auntie. How much do I owe?" Izuku knew their clothes were on the high end, but he knew Himiko was worth it.
"No charge. I know it isn't much, but I want to help make it up to you for what my brat did to you."
"I can't just take these from you." Izuku was a little upset, he didn't want her to give him stuff. It didn't feel right to not pay.
"Don't worry, Katsuki will pay for it with his allowance. He has to learn his actions have consequences," Mitsuki said, before turning to Himiko. "I'll be sure to keep him home tonight so he doesn't run into you two on your date and fuck up his chances on getting into UA any more than he already has.
They had finally arrived at the festival. Inko had been all over them when they returned home with their yukatas. She had taken multiple photos of the couple, Izuku grabbing her hand and holding it throughout Inko's photo taking, rubbing circles with his thumb the entire time.
The couple were walking through the festival taking in all the different views, making idle talk and doing their best to calm their nerves as this was their first date for both of them. "Hey, Himiko, are you feeling hungry? And I mean food not blood." He asked her, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You can have that tonight, and maybe we'll just fall asleep in my room tonight by accident."
Himiko blushed at how forward he was with that whisper and gave him a chaste kiss on the cheek. "I'd love that, Izu. I missed waking up in your arms."
Unbeknownst to them, several people saw their flirting and Izuku was sent several glares for his kiss from a few of the single guys attending the festival. He was luckily unaware of the glares and kept his attention focused on his date and making sure he didn't trip over his own feet.
Himiko scowled at a few of the guys, and rubbed her head on his arm affectionately while sticking her tongue out to mock them.
"Huh, is something wrong, Himiko?" Izuku wondered, while Himikop was prone to showing her affection to him, it was normally done in private, never in public like this.
"Nothing's wrong, just enjoying being with you," answered Himiko. "Oooh, a takoyaki stand, let's get some of that."
"Sure, let's get some then." As they walked to the stand Izuku asked, "What do you want in yours?"
"Let's see what they offer, maybe they have anything different we can try in them." she suggested.
Once they reached the two stand workers, an older man and woman with grey hair, Izuku asked, "We'd like a large order, but could you surprise us with what you include in them if possible?"
The older couple looked at them and nodded, and got to work pouring batter into the wells of the pan and started grabbing various items to include. The man asked, "First time here at the festival, young man?"
"I used to come when I was younger with my mother, but this is my first time in nearly ten years," Izuku answered the man watching as he and the other woman started to rotate the takoyaki in their wells.
"And you, young lady?" asked his partner, as she stuffed what looked like red ginger into a few of the balls.
"It's my first time here, actually. He had the idea that our first date would be today and suggested that we pick each other's yukatas out for the night." Himiko couldn't help but smile as she talked about Izuku's idea for their first date.
"Is that right?" the older lady said. "My husband and I have worked here for many years now. It's always nice to see a new couple remembering the old ways. Be sure to visit the shrine before you two depart for the night, my Gentaro here and I met there when we were younger. I'm sure the shrine will bless you two as well."
Himiko watched as Izuku paid for the food, and noticed that the lady picked up two skewers then winked at her and only put one in their basket. Himiko realized what she was planning and gave her a small smile.
Taking the food, Izuku thanked the couple and walked off arm in arm still with Himiko. "Huh, we only got one skewer, that's weird."
Seizing the chance Himiko spoke up, "Well, you could always feed them to me then." After saying that she looked away trying to get her blush underway.
Izuku flushed as well at her suggestion, "S-s-sure, I can do that." Taking the skewer, he pierced one and held it out before her mouth. "Here, try this one."
Gently, she took the offered takoyaki and ate it slowly. "It tastes wonderful," Himiko said, chewing it slowly then swallowing. "Here, try it." Himiko took the skewer from his hand, and gently stabbed into one, before holding it up for him to eat.
Izuku leaned forward and bit the offered treat. He took the skewer back as he tasted the food and prepared another for Himiko. "It is good, I'm glad you like it as well. Here." He offered her another one.
As they walked on, they continued feeding one another until Izuku offered her the last one.
Himiko decided to be bold and stuck her tongue out and wrapped it around the bottom of the takoyaki while keeping eye contact with Izuku. She then pulled it off of the skewer slowly with her tongue, and let out a soft moan as she ate it.
Izuku was transfixed watching her tongue wrap around the skewered ball, as she pulled it off he licked his lips and let out a soft needy moan of his own. Seeing her swallow the last piece, he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. As she kissed back, he bit her lip making her gasp and took the opportunity to slide his tongue into her mouth. The tray fell to the ground as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her tight against him. Pulling back, he spoke with a soft voice, "I love you, Himiko."
"I love you too, Izu." As she said that she leaned in to kiss him once more before a loud chime interrupted them.
They had reached the shrine.
"Oh! We're here." Izuku said untangling his arms from around her, embarrassed that he had started a makeout session in the middle of the festival. Thankfully, the area was less populated and no one had been watching them closely. Bending down, he grabbed the dropped food tray and noticed a slight bulge on the side of her leg under the yukata. "Himiko, what's on your leg?" He asked poking the bulge, it felt stiff.
"Oh," she said in a soft voice, "I forgot I put that on. I've gotten used to it."
"What is it, though?"
"Knife holder."
"Knife what?" He asked incredulously.
"Aizawa and I learned that I'm good with knives, so I've gotten used to carrying them in case I need one. Don't give me that look, I just like having them. It makes me feel safer, is all. I had to protect myself when I was on my own." she said, then batted her lashes at Izuku. "I'm just a cute little defenseless girl, won't you keep me safe, Mr. Hero?"
Izuku huffed at that, he wasn't sure why but her saying that made him feel proud about himself. "Of course, Himiko. I'll protect you." Izuku finished by kissing her forehead, then took her hand in his. "Now, let's go visit the shrine, then we can see what else catches our eye for the night."
Walking up to the shrine, Izuku tossed the tray away, then walked up the stairs hand in hand with Himiko. At the top, they each grabbed the chime cord and nodded before giving it a pull together to ring it. Once done, they clapped their hands and prayed silently.
"Izuku, I've really enjoyed tonight, but it feels more crowded here now. Can we watch the fireworks somewhere more private? I also want some blood." She looked away at the last part, nervous about his answer.
He was confused why she would be nervous about drinking blood when it dawned on him. Other than when they first met, she had always drunk his blood in private at home, never somewhere as public as this. "Of course, and if you don't feel comfortable doing it here, we can go home whenever you want."
Her heart fluttered when he said they could go home, hearing him refer to his place as theirs still made her tingle in happiness.
They had watched the fireworks for a few minutes before heading home. It had been beautiful to watch the castle light up from the fireworks and Himiko had rested her head on Izuku's shoulder the entire time, content to spend the evening together.
Eventually, her need for blood won out, and they left the festival grounds. As they were leaving, Himiko thought she saw a couple from behind with long smooth green hair and a partial ponytail and the other with wild blonde hair. Then someone walked in front of her and they were gone.
Once they reached their apartment, Izuku unlocked the door and called out for his mother, hearing no response he figured she must have gone out for something, he shrugged. As they made their way to his bedroom he began pulling his yukata off, revealing his clothes underneath, a simple sleeveless shirt and shorts.
"I'll go change then come join you, Izu," she said heading to her room sashaying her hips as she went. She giggled when she heard him groan.
She quickly stripped revealing that all she had worn under the yukata had been her bra and panties. She grabbed a pair of short shorts that she knew he loved and a loose shirt and headed to his room.
She walked in while he was looking at his phone. She froze.
"You sent me something else, Himiko?" He asked her, looking up from it.
She nodded, blushing unable to speak.
"Do you want me to watch it now?" He asked, unsure if she would be comfortable with him watching it infront of her.
She squeaked out a yes.
His face was now blushed and motioned for her to come sit with him. "Why don't we w-w-watch it together."
Himiko scrambled into his lap, and settled down.
He leaned forward with his head on her shoulder and pressed play.
Himiko jolted as she felt him get hard the moment the video showed her touch herself. "That was quick," she muttered out.
He couldn't believe it, Himiko had sent him a video of herself fingering herself after the selfie she sent him. His breathing was ragged doing his best to not black out like he had before.
"D-d-do you like it?" She softly asked, nervous as to what he thought, she was afraid she had been too forward with that.
"Himiko, it's you. Of course I like it, how could I not?" He asked, then kissed her softly on the cheek.
She took the phone out of his hand then holding his hand moved it to the waistband of her shorts. Lifting the band of the shorts and her panties up she guided his hand to her entrance.
"H-h-himiko." He stuttered out, surprised at how bold this was.
"Just a little bit, Izuku. I want to feel you." She breathed out, as his fingers slowly explored past her mound and found a nub he dragged them over. Her breath hitched as his fingers grazed it as he pushed a finger past it and slowly spread her opening before giving it a gentle push. She tugged on his arm and he pulled his hand out of panties and back into the room.
He looked at his hand that had given her brief pleasure and noticed a glistening on one of his fingers.
Watching him stare at it she leaned her head back and whispered in his ear, "Go ahead, taste me."
He felt a jolt run through him as she whispered in his ear. He brought his finger to his mouth and licked one side of it. His eyes widened at the taste, sweet yet bitter, "Oh my god…" he moaned out.
Himiko blushed as she watched him taste her, she took his hand then inserted his finger into her mouth and softly sucked on it, while looking into his eyes. Pulling back, her mouth released his finger with a soft pop. She climbed out of his lap and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. She looked down and noticed his bulge. She gulped. "Can I?" asked, slowly reaching for it.
"S-sure." he leaned back and let her slowly pull his shorts and boxers down, watched as his erection sprang forth before her.
She watched as it wobbled back and forth a few times before it settled standing straight up from his crotch. She tentatively reached out for it, and was surprised at just how much hotter it was without any clothes obstructing it. Gripping it loosely she slowly stroked her hand up and down as he shuddered at her touch. Pulling his boxers down further, she saw his two rather large balls and cupped them. As she did that, she felt them move in her hand before settling back to where they were.
Izuku was doing his best to keep it together, Himiko was gently stroking him and had now started fondling his balls. "H-h-himiko, I'm really," he gasped as her hand ran up the full length then back down, "sensitive right now, but your touch feels so, ah, amazing. She gave him two last strokes and noticed a bead of clear liquid had formed at the tip. Freeing her hands, she took a finger and wiped the bead away, smirking as he moaned once more. She looked at it, then to him and licked it off her finger once he was watching her. Her eyes widened as she tasted him, "Oh my god, I think I liked that almost as much as blood."
"H-himiko we agreed we would wait to go further than we have before." he pulled his clothes back on to where they should be as he spoke, blushing as she watched him adjust himself in his shorts.
She sighed, " I know, and I agree. Stupid hormones," she said, climbing on top of him, she kissed him once again on the lips.
"Okay," he sighed and closed his eyes in concentration. "You wanted some blood right?"
Noticing the sudden subject change, she smiled at him. "Yeah, I do." she kissed his neck and gave it a lick where she planned to bite him to numb the pain.
"I really enjoyed our date Himiko. I'd love to take you on more in the future." Izuku said, stroking her back.
She blinked at him, then broke into a huge grin with some small tears forming at the edges of her eyes. "I did too, Izu. I can't wait for the next one." She leaned down and kissed him once again. Then clambered off of him.
"Himiko?" He asked, bewildered by her sudden movement.
"Can't sleep on top of the sheets silly. Plus, we need to brush our teeth. Sure our mouths still taste like takoyaki and other things now…" she blushed and looked away at the last part. "But I'm sure it will lead to some rancid morning breath for both of us." With that, she walked out of the bed room and to the bathroom.
He smiled and followed after his girlfriend.
They were under the sheets now, mouths free of takoyaki aftertaste and she was sucking on his neck, drinking his blood. He started with her left hair bun and slowly undid the clips used for it and gently shook it out. Then ran his fingers through it dragging his nails softly over her scalp. She keened at that and pulled off of his neck. "How do you always find the best spots to scratch?"
"It's my secret quirk: Toga Himiko's Perfect Boyfriend."
She giggled at him, "Well, I'm glad that you have that quirk, Mr. Hero." She then went back to his neck, catching any blood that flowed free while she was away from it.
He then moved to the other bun, and followed the same pattern, smiling as she once again keened at his touch.
She gave the bite area one last lick satisfied with what she had gotten, then kissed him before settling down on his chest and closed her eyes.