Smutcember

December 9th- Kaminari x Jirou

Kaminari x Jirou

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      "I'm ready!" Jirou called from downstairs, awaiting her clumsy (and late) boyfriend. "Almost done! I just gotta..." Kaminari's voice trailed off, followed by the loud crash of him falling down the stairs, his tie undone and his hair in a ruffled up mess. "What would you do without me..." She sighed, making him look at least presentable for their high school reunion that was in an hour. "I would probably fall down the stairs more." He responded to her rhetorical question with a goofy grin, not knowing it was sarcasm.

    "Mhm." She agreed, rolling her eyes with a small smile of amusement creeping on her face. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and grabbed her purse, both of them exiting the house an hour early. With traffic, the journey was fifty minutes long and they arrived just in time. "Hello!" He greeted playfully, surprising his old friends from behind. "What's going on!" Kaminari asked, ruffling up Mina's hair and giving Sero a punch in the ribs.

Everybody arrived to the restaurant, Midoryia and Uruaka arriving last. The get together was that of storybook, everybody explaining the new changes in their lives. Kaminari was the once to announce him and Jirou dating, and was greeted with whooping and cheering. Once the event was over, everybody said their goodbyes and headed home, including Jirou and Kaminari. Traffic had eased up slightly, making the journey back around forty minutes long.

Once they got home Jirou immediately changed out of her semi-formal cloths into more comfier ones, including an oversized hoodie and long black pants. Kaminari changed out of his cloths too, putting on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. She was about to call it a night with him next to her in bed when she felt his tongue slither up her neck, and when she looked back she was greeted by his smirking face. "It's been such a long time since we...you know..." he tried to explain, locking around their bedroom to find an explanation.

"Yeah..and?" She drawled, looking at him with expectant eyes. "Well I was wondering if you would like too." He finished, awaiting her response. He was met by a kiss, and not like the one before. This one was that of love and passion, and as he pushed her onto the bed it grew. First it was merely a kiss, then it became a make-out session, where he snaked his hands around her and started taking off her cloths as she did the same to him, and threw the articles of clothing on the floor.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, as he ducked and kissed the bare skin along her neck and collarbone. He made it towards her bra and took it off with his teeth, suckling her breasts like a newborn infant. He also used his left hand to massage her chest, groping and squeezing at it almost like a squishy fidget toy. He continued with this work, still sucking and massaging her. He sent an accidental shock of electricity through her, making it all the more pleasurable for Jirou.

She took the moment to slide off his boxers with her legs, exposing his erect member. He kept at it with her breasts before stopping just before she reached her climax. "Wha-what are you doing?" She panted, beads of sweat formed on both his and her brow. She ended up gasping in surprise and delight when she felt him slide himself into her, and the feeling she got when he moved in and out of her was unexplainable.

"D-don't s-stop." She said once more, suddenly hit with another wave of ecstasy. "You don't have to worry about for a while, baby." Kaminari cooed, thrusting into her faster. Jirou let out a loud moan, gasping in air desperately trying to catch her breath just before she lost it again by his hand behind her neck and his lips on hers. Once she was distracted by the pleasure of his movements, he shot his tongue inside of her mouth.

His tongue practically tied with hers with the ensamble of their movements, of their warmth and closeness. He coated her cheeks in a thick layer of saliva that wasn't hers, sticking his thumb inside her mouth to give him more control. Soon enough, his movements became sloppy, the strength and speed from before diminishing to nil. He quickly pulled out as he felt the knot of his climax gather in his member, and coated her stomach and the bed around them in a milky white.

He gave her a wonky smile, then collapsed in bed next to her, giving her kisses on her neck. She lay still, savoring the moment with him. The way his orange-yellow hair was slicked back in sweat, the way he kissed her, with skill and passion. She slowly dozed off, and he soon followed, into a night of sweet dreams.