Her heart was pumping. She knew to be expecting him. They never outright said it to each other, it was just an unspoken truth to them.
And yet, she was anxious, so, so anxious.
She was going through an internal struggle with her newfound questions. She gulped at the door. It was going to be Izuku at the door, not Midoriya. And she was going to be Momo, not Yaoyorozu. She had to talk about this with him. 'Oh, there's just so many things we have to talk about. Yui, perhaps Jirou, oh who am I kidding, I've been avoiding her the most! Then there's the fact that Uraraka slept with him, it might not be a big deal to him but still, WE sleep together, I don't want to share that! And Todoroki, Oh Todoroki, I know I told Izuku not to worry but now he's getting bold and it's getting harder to ignore. And then I still have to tell him... Oh, this is just too much!' She mentally squirmed. She took a deep breath to calm herself. 'But it doesn't matter, as long as we're together.' The thought brought up her natural smile. She was going to spend time with her Izuku and nothing else mattered. For the rest of the night till morning she didn't have to worry, he was here.
She grabbed the doorknob and excitedly opened it.
"Oh, Izuku!-" She began with joy. Her excitement dropped along with her smile. What was wrong? His eyes had a jaded shine, not the spark of the constellations she had begun to cherish. Something happened to Izuku, her Izuku... Wait or did something happen to Midoriya, 'Oh that doesn't matter! He's not okay and came to me!' She buried her anxiety, plastering her signature nurturing smile. "Is something the matt-"
Her words were stopped with his lips and her facade vanished with his actions. She accidentally squealed in this kiss. He carefully pushed her back, walking inside her home. As soon as he was in, he shut the door and held her up against it, grabbing her waist and thighs, her back arched, grinding her pelvis against him. He broke his lips away, skimming over her cheek to nibble on her ear. She gasped at a bite on her earlobe. She panted, her arms already hugging the back of his neck, going up and playing with his messy hair.
She placed a tender smooch on his cheek, slowly untangling her arms, placing her hands on his shoulders. She let out a hot exhale against his moist skin, her lips grazing over it. "Izuku?" She was quiet but her voice was endearing.
He stiffened a bit. He pulled back, turning his head to the side. "I, um..." She softly reached up to his cheekbone, gently making him face her. She rubbed her thumb along, under his tired eye. He took a breath leaning into her warm palm. "... I just need you right now." He whispered with closed eyes.
She was cupping his cheeks staring down at him. She was conflicted. She wanted to be there for him, she truly wanted nothing more than to see that shine in his eyes again. She had another dilemma, they haven't had a proper talk about all the problems stacking up, if she continued to ignore them then eventually they wouldn't be able to talk about it in a healthy manner.
'But...' He was here, and she wasn't going to worry.
Her fingers tenderly tightened as she tilted her head, her loose strand of hair swept before returning to its natural spot. She leaned down to him, both of their eyes shadowed with parted lips. She captured his, embracing him. She curled her arms around his neck again. She broke off the kiss, sucking on his bottom lip, leaving a trail of saliva connecting them.
"Tonight, can you call me Yaoyorozu, M-Midoriya?"
He looked confused but nodded. "Sure, Yaoyorozu." letting it out quietly against her ear.
She shivered not knowing how to feel. Her lips parted in a gasp with a moan, he was pressing up against her heat.
"Oh, Midoriya." She was clutching on the locks of his hair, trying to cling to him.
He grunted at the way she said his name. It was like in school but different.
It didn't remind him of the way she would croak it with a smile. He pulled the kiss back, catching his breath letting her down, back to her feet. He stared at her flushed face, he didn't think of her and how her tongue would always hang out in a welcoming way. He was staring into her eyes and refused to think of the deadpan but caring expression that she always kept reserved for him.
He didn't think of her. He didn't. He really didn't want to...
Midoriya grabbed Yaoyorozu's waist and shoulder, forcibly turning her around, pressing her against the door. She panted with her arms on the wall. "M-Midoriya?" As she finished, he reached for her jawline partially holding her neck with his hand, turning her head back to his, smashing his lips against hers with lust.
"Yaoyorozu..." He breathed out between the kiss. She simply nodded, indulging herself. His other hand began to roam down her turtleneck sweater, sensually going down her bosom, over her tummy, sliding to her jeans, he easily undid the button and zipped down before sliding his hand into her cotton panties. She gasped in the kiss, feeling his fingers inside of her. She had to break the kiss and use him and the door as support. Her thighs were squeezing together, meshing around with the fingers inside of her. He continued his abuse, as he grinded his pelvis against her perky rear, as she tried to shimmy her jeans down, curving her sexy hips side to side.
She was bitting her bottom lip trying to hold back the pleasure, escaping from their actions. She did her best.
"Oh-!...
M-Midoriya!
Yeah, yeah!
Ooh, r-right there!-, uawh!"
They were both breathing heavy. She had one hand reaching around his neck, clinging to the back of his head, gripping some hair. Her other hand was weakly leaning on the door. Her thighs were quivering as she also leaned her body against him.
She was struggling to catch herself. She was staring at the wall with vivid onyx orbs. 'That, with Midoriya, was?..!'
They were laying in bed, during the calm of night with the moonlight piercing through her window.
"Ne, you asked me, so I wanted to ask you the same thing?"
"Yeah, go ahead."
"This is real,
...right?"
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Quirkless Isn't Hopeless (Complete)
FanficA hopeless student who idolized All-Might, only to have a crushed dream and join the support course, Izuku has left his dream behind and now goes on with his uninspired life in a world full of heroes. Momo has always lived a distinguished life yet t...