Toji gently cupped Rei's cheek, wiping away the tear that had traced down. He leaned in, kissing her forehead softly, his lips lingering there for a moment. Then he whispered, "Come with me."
Rei nodded slowly, her voice barely audible. "Okay…"
They walked together, hand in hand, through the quiet backstreets of the city. The neon lights buzzed softly in the distance, but here, everything felt still. Toji didn't rush her. Every few steps, his thumb gently rubbed the back of her hand, reassuring, grounding.
Eventually, they reached a discreet love hotel tucked in a calm alleyway. The exterior was modern and clean, with soft lighting that didn't scream attention but offered a kind of private welcome.
Rei paused at the entrance, her fingers tightening slightly around Toji's. Her heart was racing. Not from fear—but from everything pent up inside her. Guilt. Hope. Want. Love.
Toji turned to her and leaned close. "We don't have to go in if you're not ready."
She looked up at him, her eyes soft but determined. "I want to," she whispered. "I want to feel like a woman again… not just someone broken."
Toji smiled gently. With that, he guided her inside.
The front desk was quick—anonymous check-in, no questions asked. Toji handled everything while Rei stood beside him, silent, breathing slow and steady.
He picked a room on one of the higher floors, one with warm lighting, a big soft bed, and a wide window showing the glowing city lights beyond.
Inside the room, Rei stood quietly near the door while Toji set their things down. The silence wasn't awkward. It was heavy—but honest.
Toji closed the door softly, the city's hum muffled behind thick curtains. He turned to Rei, still near the doorway, her arms crossed loosely over her chest. The warm light softened her edges, but her shoulders trembled faintly.
He stepped closer, fingertips brushing her wrist. "Hey," he murmured. His voice was low, steady.
She glanced up, lips parted like she wanted to speak, but no words came. Toji leaned in, kissing her—slow, tender, his hand sliding up to cradle her jaw. Her breath hitched, then melted into his, her fingers curling hesitantly against his shirt.
He pulled back just enough to whisper, "You're okay?"
She nodded, cheeks flushed. "Keep… keep kissing me."
Their lips met again, deeper this time. Toji's hands drifted to her waist, thumbs tracing the curve of her hips through her clothes.
Rei's fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, shaky but determined. He helped her, shrugging it off, letting it fall. Her palms pressed hesitantly against his chest, warm and tentative.
His hands moved to the zipper of her dress, pausing. "This okay?"
She swallowed, nodded. The fabric slid down her shoulders, pooling at her feet.
Rei stood in lace—a pale pink bra, delicate as petals, matching panties, and sheer stockings clipped to a garter belt. Her skin prickled under his gaze. Instinctively, she crossed her arms over her breasts and pussy, trying to hide it, eyes darting away.
"Rei." Toji's voice was firm but gentle. He tugged her wrists, easing her arms down. "Look at me."
She forced herself to meet his eyes.
"You're stunning," he said, thumb brushing the dip of her waist. "Every part of you."
A shaky laugh escaped her. "Even… the scars?" Her voice cracked.
He didn't glance at the faint lines on her hips or thighs. Instead, he bent, kissing her collarbone, then lower, over her heart. "Especially those." His lips grazed her skin, feather-light.
"They're part of you. Part of the woman I…" He hesitated, forehead resting against hers. "…care about. So much."
Her eyes glistened. She tugged him closer, kissing him fiercely, desperation and relief tangled together. His hands roamed her back, unhooking her bra with practiced ease. She stiffened for a heartbeat—then relaxed as his palms slid up her bare spine, anchoring her.
The bra fell. Rei shivered, but Toji didn't stare.
The sudden exposure left her skin prickling in the cool air, the absence of constraint drawing a reflexive hunch of her shoulders. But Toji's warmth anchored her, his breath a low hum against her neck as he paused.
Her breasts, full and heavy, curved with a lushness that defied modesty—H-cup weight resting against her ribcage, their softness swaying faintly with every shallow breath.
They were undeniably striking, a topography of feminine curves that even Toji, with all the girls he had slept with till now, didn't see before. "They say milf are the best," he murmured to himself as he added, "They sure were telling the truth."
His thumb brushed against one nipple, slow and deliberate, as he grabbed the soft breasts, like he was struck by how perfectly they filled his hands without anything holding them up.
They were big—really big—but still soft, spilling over his fingers in a way that felt natural, like they were meant to be exactly that size. No hiding, no pretending. Just there, warm and heavy, yet somehow still… nice. Like they matched her, even when nothing else did.
"God, Rei," he murmured, not with hunger, but something quieter, almost disarmed. It wasn't just their size that arrested him—it was the way they softened her sharp edges, how they made her seem both vulnerable and unapologetically present.
A paradox, like her—fragile collarbones and thunderstorm eyes framing a body that refused to be anything less than bold.
He kissed her shoulder, her neck, murmuring, "Beautiful," like a mantra. His fingers hooked into the waistband of her stockings, peeling them down slowly, kneeling as he went.
She watched him, breath shallow, hands hovering like she might cover herself. But when he looked up, his gaze was pure warmth—no pity, no hunger. Just her.
Toji's mouth left her neck, trailing lower. He kissed the slope of her breast, slow and warm, before closing his lips over her nipple. Rei gasped, back arching off the bed like she'd been shocked.
Her hands flew to his hair—not pushing him away, not pulling him closer. Just there, trembling. "T-Toji—" His name broke into a whimper as he sucked gently, his tongue circling in a way that made her thighs clamp together.
She hadn't been touched like this in years, and her body burned like it was catching fire from the inside.
He didn't rush. His hands slid down her waist, thumbs brushing the dip of her belly button. She flinched, ticklish and sensitive, but he just chuckled against her skin, low and warm.
"Easy," he muttered, kissing lower, lower—until his breath hit the lace of her panties. Rei froze. Her face burned. "Wait," she breathed, but he hooked his fingers into the sides, peeling them down.
The air felt too cold, too sharp against her bare skin. She tried to scoot back, but his hands clamped on her hips, holding her still.
"Look at you," he said, voice rough. Her panties were soaked, clinging to her, and he didn't look away. She covered her face, mortified, but he tugged her wrists down. "Don't," he said. "You're beautiful."
Then he leaned in.
The first lick made her jerk. His tongue was flat and hot, dragging up her folds so slowly she could feel every ridge, every pulse of her own heartbeat there. Her hips bucked, but he held her down, grip firm.
"T-Toji—ah!" Her back arched again as she fell on the edge of the bed. He circled her clit, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. It was too much. Her legs shook.
She hadn't even touched herself in so long, after being treated as a breeding cow and then put in hospital she didn't want to—she didn't let herself want—and now…
"Breathe," he growled, but she couldn't. Her fingers twisted in the sheets. Every flick of his tongue sent jolts through her, sharp and sweet. When he finally pushed inside, just a little, she shattered.
A broken cry tore from her throat. Her body jolted, sending shivers across her entire system, her thighs clamped around his head, hips rolling helplessly as the pleasure crashed over her—too fast, too bright.
She couldn't stop it. Tears pricked her eyes. "I—I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" she babbled, shaking, but he didn't let go. His tongue kept moving, gentler now, drawing out the waves until she collapsed back, gasping.
He lifted his head, lips glistening. His eyes were dark, but his voice was soft. "Why're you apologizin'?"
She couldn't answer. Shame and relief tangled in her chest. She'd come—in seconds, like some desperate teenager. But Toji just wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning like he'd won something.
"Fifteen years, huh?" He kissed her inner thigh, rough stubble scraping her skin. "Guess we got a lotta time to make up for."
Rei stared at the ceiling, heart still racing. Her body felt heavy, buzzing, alive. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. So she did neither. She just… felt.
Izuku's calloused fingers brushed her hip, warm and steady. "Look at me," he murmured. Rei's gaze dragged down from the ceiling. His eyes held no mockery, just quiet intensity.
"You'll feel even better now. I'll show you the pleasures of being a woman, plus you haven't even touched yourself or had sex in a long time, it will make you feel even good."
Her breath hitched. Slowly, he traced circles on her stomach, avoiding the places that still made her flinch. "I… don't know what I want," she whispered.
"Then let's find out." His thumb grazed her nipple—light, questioning. She arched before she could stop herself. A shaky laugh escaped her.
'When did I last let someone touch me here? What am I even asking, I never had the privilege to decide who can touch me here and who not, besides that bastard controlled my life up till now.'
"There you are," Izuku smiled, watching her body respond. He bent his head, tongue flicking the peak he'd teased. Rei's fingers tangled in his wild black hair, not pushing—holding on.
"Slower," she breathed.
He obeyed, lips soft as they closed around her. Her thighs trembled. No one had ever… Endeavor never—
"Stop thinking." Izuku's voice vibrated against her skin. His free hand slid lower, pausing. "Is this okay?"
She nodded, throat tight. His finger entered her gently, curling upward. Rei gasped. "Oh god—that, do that again—"
Izuku hummed approval, repeating the motion. "You're dripping, Rei. All this just from…" He sucked harder on her nipple, finger pumping steadily.
She choked, back bowing. "D-Don't say it—"
"Why?" He lifted his head, finger still moving. "You think wanting pleasure's shameful? After surviving him?"
Tears spilled. "He called me… a frozen cunt. Even when I—"
Izuku snarled, surging up to crush his mouth to hers. The kiss burned. "You're fire," he growled against her lips. "Burn him. Burn every word he put in your head."
His fingers found her clit, rubbing firm circles. Rei sobbed, climax tearing through her—hotter than before, raw and angry. She scratched his shoulders, screaming into his neck.
Izuku held her through the tremors. "Again," he said fiercely. "However many times you need. I'll drown you in this."
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