a big hero fanfic

chapter 3

It wasn't that GoGo didn't like Honey. Honey was great. A good friend, an awesome chick.

But Christ, was it annoying how she always got the guys. Without even trying! They took one look at her 'adorkable' act and her vintage fashion and they just lined up to let her be their Manic Pixie Dream Girl—if they didn't run screaming from GoGo first.

Because she dressed the way she liked and was tough and spoke her mind—just like Honey. So how come Honey hit some 'dude sweet spot,' had won some feminine etiquette lottery where her personality matched up perfectly with what guys were looking for? GoGo was Asian, for Christ's sake! What kind of world were they living in when an Asian girl couldn't even find a white guy to go out with her?

That evening she brooded all through the party they threw for Hiro; no one noticed since it wasn't so far off from her resting bitchface. But seeing Wasabi get Hiro a bonsai tree and Fred give him a first edition of Amazing Spider-Man 104, she realized what was really bothering her.

That basic bitch Honey Lemon had shown her up. Seeing her tits was supposed to blow Hiro's mind. Now, who gave a shit? He'd gotten some weak-ass head and that was going to be the big scoop of his eighteenth birthday. Honey probably hadn't even deep-throated him and he was still going to tell his grandkids about it. It just wasn't fair. It was downright un-American, really.

After cake, she grabbed Hiro by the arm and bodily pulled him away from the next party game. "We need to talk!"

"We do?" Hiro asked. "We can't just grunt at each other like usual?"

Down the hall, GoGo opened up a closet door, threw him in, then followed him. The door locked behind her. They were scrunched up a little tight with all of Wasabi's spare parts—he could build a whole second university, it seemed like—but there was enough space.

"What's with you and Honey?" GoGo demanded.

"Nothing!"

"Nothing? I saw her eat your dick, Hiro. She swallowed."

"Yeah, I was surprised by that too." Hiro scratched the back of his neck. "Look, I don't know what's going on with her, first she wanted to kiss me, then she got all jealous, then she ate my—then that happened. But, I really don't see how it's any of your business." He paused. "Wait, the two of you aren't...?"

He stared off into space, his pants suddenly growing tight.

GoGo snarled. He was probably thinking mostly of Honey, like GoGo wouldn't totally dom her.

"We're not! What about you? Are you dating Honey?"

"I don't know! No! No, not if you're not!"

She growled. Typical of Honey. So many men she could just grab one, put him to use, then toss him aside like used Kleenex. "So the two of you aren't dating?"

"I don't think so. If we are, she hasn't mentioned it."

"So you might be?"

"I don't know! What's a handjob mean? Is Olive Garden code for something?"

"But as of now, as far as you know, and from what Honey Lemon has told you, you are single?"

"Yes!" Hiro finished, exasperated.

GoGo smirked to herself. When the cat was away... "Well then, there's no reason you can't touch my boobs."

Even that simple sentence put a twinge through Hiro's cock. GoGo could've seen it from all the way across the room.

"And even less reason I can't touch you," she added throatily, reaching down to rub at the crotch of his pants. She felt his cock swelling. It was like she had a magic touch.