𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐓𝐒 | 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶/𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰

I

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─SHOTO LOVED SEX. He got it out of Momo whenever he could.

Their mouths moved in sync as Shoto's large hands gripped and groped at her body. His right hand stopped over her breast and started fondling it, gently squeezing the supple skin and admiring how it bounced in his hand. Momo's ample breasts were one of Shoto's favorite things about her, although he knew it was wrong to admit it. The heterochromatic male learned that comments like that earned him the cold shoulder.

To Shoto's dismay, Momo liked things gentle. Any harsh movements or gripping was an immediate turn-off for her. Shoto discovered this quickly and corrected his mistakes. He wouldn't dream of making Momo uncomfortable.

She moaned against his lips as he lightly rubbed one of her nipples with his fingertips. His free hand lifted her skirt, calloused fingers rubbing against the damp fabric of her panties. The warm, wet cloth against Shoto's fingers made him sharply inhale, his cock swelling in arousal.

Shoto and Momo were one of the most popular power couples in the Hero Industry. Their engagement hit the tabloids before Shoto even publically announced it. Although they chose to keep their Agencies separate, if one of their Agencies were called to a scene, the other would be called as well. The two began dating shortly after graduating from UA and getting their Hero Licenses. They thought it was best they get their own lives started before trying to be a part of each other's.

Shoto didn't realize how hotblooded he was until the two started exploring sexually. As soon as she gave him a little, he took a lot. Part of him loathed how easily he gave into the vice, but the other part found ways to justify it.

He pulled away from her, drawing his hand back to bring his fingers to his mouth. Shoto kept eye contact with her as his tongue swirled around his digits momentarily to slicken them before nudging her panties to the side and rubbing against her slick folds. Momo shakily exhaled and leaned against Shoto's chest, her head resting on his shoulder. She was so sensitive. Shoto loved that about her.

Fingerpads began swirling around that sensitive bundle of nerves, causing Momo's pale thighs to instinctively close around Shoto's hand. The heterochromatic male used his free hand to stroke her hair, lightly coaxing her into relaxing into him.

"You're doing so good," he whispered, another thing he learned she liked. Shoto didn't consider himself a master of sex or even good at it at that, but the way she reacted let him know he was doing something right.

Just as he was going to trail his fingers lower, his phone began to ring. Shoto had a specific ringtone for calls routed from his Agency. If he was getting a call this late, it wasn't for something he could deal with in the morning.

He sighed heavily, muttering an apology and retracting from Momo. His clean hand slid into his pocket to retrieve his phone, rolling his eyes as he put it up to his ear. "Hello?"

"Pro Hero Shoto? Thank God!" the other person on the line exclaimed. "No other Agencies have been answering! There's a Villain downtown; my guys and I can't contain him. Can you come help?"

The police were so useless.

"On my way," Shoto stated dully before hanging up. When he looked up, he was met with Momo's disappointed gaze. She hated how he was always on call, but that's what being a Hero was about. They've had countless fights about Shoto's workload, of her begging him to make more time for her. Honestly, Shoto thought it was selfish. It wasn't right of her to put her personal needs over human lives. They could spend time together when the Villain crisis ended or when they died.