Her First Time

(There are quotes from the anime/manga in this chapter)

The time finally came for the students of 1-A to go take the exam for their licenses and she had to admit that she was so proud of them. They were all such a lively bunch and were thrilled with the idea to do good for the world. Honestly, she couldn't help but be a little envious of them; she wished that she was actually given the choice if she wanted to be a hero or not. Though, she was sure that she would've wanted to be one anyway, but the choice itself had been taken from her.

Unfortunately for her though, there seemed to be a contest going on about who can cause her the most stress within a short period. She had received a call from Master Mera a few days before, who typically hosted the exam on behalf of the HPSC, telling her that she was needed there to help out. This normally wouldn't be an issue, but Aizawa was also going to be there at the same location and she was sure he was already beginning to become suspicious of her connection being deeper with the Hero Commission than a normal hero. And he would be right, but no one was supposed to know that obviously.

Sure, she could cast her illusions and change the way she looked, but she could only hold that for a little over two hours and that wasn't long enough. That and it took energy to put up illusions, so if an actual problem started up, she'd be too tired after so long. She just knew that she was going to get caught and she didn't know what to do about it.

She made her way inside of the Takoba National Stadium and she walked around, following the signs to a door that read 'Provisional License Exam Orientation' and let herself into the room.

The room was massive, like the court of a professional basketball stadium, only larger and down at the very front of a small stage with a podium. On the stage, she saw Master Mera and Gang Orca speaking with each other casually. There were several other HPSC agents that were loading boxes full of what looked like pads and soft balls, but she wasn't exactly sure.

She had had a lot of interaction with Gang Orca in the past since he was another private HPSC member and she did some of her work studies and internships with him. He often helped overlook her training, though he had a hard time with her flames. He mainly helped with her reconnaissance training and meditation. Then, if he wasn't too busy for HPSC meetings, he'd sit with her and would treat her to lunch afterwards. He had been especially busy lately and hadn't been at a meeting for several months.

Orca was an extremely tall man, towering over most men she knew. True to his name, he looked like a humanoid killer whale. His eyes were small, red, and beady hidden within the white of the orca appearance. Despite his appearance, having him ranked at number three of the heroes to look like a villain, he was a very kind male. In fact, he had to force himself to sound mean more times than not, especially around kids.

He dressed very nicely with a white dress shirt collared with diamond shaped spikes that looked like his teeth. His shirt was covered by a red vest and a long oversized tie came down the front looking like a tongue. His shirt was tucked into his dress pants that were a creamy-white. On his back, he had an orca styled cape that came to the back of his knees. Lastly, he wore thick arm braces that came up to his elbow.

She walked by several HPSC agents who greeted her with a nod or bow, then returned to what they had been doing. She walked up onto the stage and they didn't seem to notice her until she got within a couple of feet of them, though she knew better than to think they didn't.

"Kit, I'm glad you could make it." Mera's tired eyes looked at her.

Orca also turned to greet her, "It's good to see you, Kit."

"Master Mera. Gang Orca." Kit bowed to them, and then looked at Orca, "It's been too long. What are you doing here?"

"The Commission is changing the exam up slightly this year and I'm assisting." Orca's hand came up to fix his tie, "How have you been, Kit?"

"Eh, so-so." She shrugged.

"Hm…" He came closer, "Did you drive here today?"

"Nah, I decided to take the train." She shifted on her feet a little, "I didn't feel like competing with traffic after the exam was over."

"Then let me treat you to an early dinner afterwards." He offered kindly.

"Sure!" She beamed up at him, "It's been a while since we've been able to get together."

While they had been talking, Mera went over to the podium where there were a couple of scripts laid, "I hate to interrupt, but the students will be here soon and Gang Orca's appearance is to be secret.."

"I'll meet you afterwards." Orca gave her a nod before he moved on to go set up his part.

Kit came up next to Mera, "So, what exactly am I doing here?"

He flipped the papers on the podium as he sighed, "Due to the high villain activity, it had been decided that any event hosted by the Hero Public Safety Commission needed to have high security." He motioned to several guards that were lining the stage to get their placement, "Most security agents of HPSC are quirkless, as I'm sure you know, and are pretty much useless against a true villain." He gave her a look then to note his seriousness, "You are here to play as my personal bodyguard." Finally he pointed to a taped red 'X' on the floor, "You'll just stand there and look pretty when the time comes."

"I'll look pretty, all right." She grumbled.

He actually sent her a tired smile, "I don't tease you often, so don't take it too harshly." He pulled something from his pocket to hand to her, "Here is a specially made ear and mic piece for communication if need be."

She shook her head with a smile as well as she took it and put on, "Fine. I'll let you get away with it this time."

It was only about twenty minutes later that her sensitive ears caught the sound of buses pulling up and parking. That was when the nervousness settled back into her bones, causing her to get a heavy feeling in her chest. Thankfully, the first area, where they were at, was only for the examinees and the teachers would go to the observation deck. Maybe Aizawa wouldn't notice she was there with everything else that would be going on.

As the students began to trickle inside, Mera motioned for her to get ready, "Orientation will start soon." He looked her over, "I'm sure we won't have any problems, so relax a little."

Sometimes she forgot that she lived with the man at one point, so he knew her body language pretty well; he knew she was tense; just not the reason why, "I'm trying. Sorry."

The room was almost too full by the time all of the students were inside and Mera began his orientation speech, making very obvious that he was overworked and too tired. While he did this, Kit looked around the room and finally saw the students from U.A. and they were giving her wide eyed confused looks, yet was also trying to pay attention to Mera speaking; it was quite comical.

"Okay then…" Mera's voice gained her attention again since she was sure he was getting close to the end of his speech, "After we open, we'll pass out the targets and balls, and then we'll start one minute after we've gotten to everyone."

She could hear the question go across the room from several students, "Open?"

She almost felt bad for any student that had never witnessed the exams before, because several even went into defensive stances as the building shook before it made a mechanical sound and cracked open from the top. When the building unfolded, it showed an area almost exactly like the USJ, but even larger. Surrounding the arena was a sitting area where she could see teachers of the schools there as well as HPSC guards and assistants.

It didn't take her long to find Aizawa, but he was actually not paying too much attention. Right next to him, about one or two seats away, was a green haired female that he seemed to be having a heated conversation with. Heated being more like him glaring at her while she looked frantic or almost like she was scolding him.

She tensed up for a second as he looked down towards the platform where Mera was finishing up, but looked back at the woman next to him. Kit let out a soft breath but it ended in a squeak as he did a double take, his eyes locking on her. He then leaned forward for a moment, his hand gripping the seat in front of him, as if trying to confirm it was her.

"Oh boy." She whispered to herself, and then almost sighed happily as Mera began to exit the stage so she could follow after him to go to the private observation box.

It was actually hard to watch her students go through both stages of the exam, especially when Gang Orca began his attack. It wasn't very often that she got to see him in action, even when she was training with him, but his skill in battle was almost terrifying to her and he was holding back on the students.

She had thought that she was in the clear until Mera stood, "Almost finish. Got to show the results so I can go home and sleep." He was talking more to himself, but then he waved for Kit to follow, "You'll be able to go do whatever it is you're going to do with Gang Orca after this."

When she reached the field, following after Mera, she stepped up onto the stage and stood off to the side this time as he addressed the examinees, "The names of those who passed are listed in syllabary order." As Mera turned on the screen, she could feel eyes on her again, but she knew it wasn't the students since they were looking for their names, "Please check the list."

Kit gauged each one of the students from U.A. and she could tell exactly which students didn't pass, causing her to frown a little and mumble to herself, "I might need to pull aside Todoroki and Bakugou…" She eyed the hot headed boy, "…maybe."

"Um, next we will pass out your results. They will have the breakdown of your scores, so please look over them carefully." Mera waited until the papers were being handed out to continue, "The cutoff point was fifty points. We scored based on a demerit system. You can see how many points were taken off for which actions all listed out on the printouts."

Again, Kit had to look at her students and saw some conflicting looks on their faces. Hopefully they would take the results seriously and try to improve themselves in the areas that they fell short in. If they didn't, they would never reach their true potential as a hero.

Mera, at this point, was reaching his end, but gave the students a very optimistic speech. He did this every year just about, but this time it felt different. Maybe it was because everyone feared what All Might's retirement would bring? She was, however, surprised that the ones who didn't pass got to take a special course. Back when she took the exam, you either passed or you didn't; black and white. But, she personally thought it was a good thing since they needed heroes now more than ever.

The kids mingled for a few minutes, talking about their scores and such, when Mera came up to her, "I'm leaving. I haven't slept in almost two days." He put a hand on her shoulder, "Good work today."

"I didn't do much." She mumbled.

He paused in his step, "I was the one who requested you as my guard for today. I know what you are capable of and it made me feel better knowing I was safe."

She was quiet for a moment, "Thank you, Master Mera." She looked towards the stands for a second to see Aizawa, once again, talking to the light green haired woman, "What do I tell Eraser Head when I get back to the school?" She put her fingers together, "He obviously knows I am here and not on behalf of the school."

He looked to be in thought, "I will let you determine that. I will trust your judgment." He also looked up to eye the man in question, "I do not believe Eraser Head to be a threat."

Kit watched as he walked away, only to catch sight of Orca heading her way, "Are you ready to go, Kit?"

She jumped down the stairs, her tails wagging behind her, "Of course. We have a lot to catch up on."

He eyed her for a moment, "Is something the matter?"

"Eh, I think I've been found out and I don't know how to handle it yet." He nodded in understanding, "That and I am actually quite excited to be able to talk with you."

"It happens to the best of us." He began to walk towards the staff door, "Well then, shall we?"

Kit followed after him and decided it was best to ignore the eyes that burned holes into her.

After spending several hours talking at a restaurant that was close to the school, Orca drove her back to the school. They had actually lost track of time and by the time they finished, it was after dark. She really enjoyed talking with Orca and she often thought of him like a big brother or something. They just clicked.

When he pulled up at the drop off, she got out and bowed to him, "Thank you for dinner. When you're in town next time, give me a call and I'll take you out; my treat."

"As if I'd let you pay." He chuckled softly, "But I will be in contact."

She watched as he drove off before she slowly made her way to the dorms. She entered the building and thought she was in the clear when the common area was empty and it was rather late.

Picking up her pace, she quickly made her way down to the hall door and entered but her heart rate picked up; leaning against her door, effectively blocking it was Aizawa with his arms crossed and eyes closed.

"You're back awful late." His eyes slowly opened and a shiver went down her spine.

"I-I was having dinner with Gang Orca." She rubbed a hand on the back of her head, "He's an old friend of mine."

"I'm sure…" He pushed off the door to stand straight, "I think we need to talk."

Swallowing thickly, Kit moved forward to unlock her door, "Sure, come on in." He waited for her to enter first as if she would bolt the other way, then followed her inside to sit on the couch after she did, "What do you want to know?"

"What were you doing there today?" He asked, "The students were actually concerned that you took part in the scoring today."

"Oh, no, I didn't." She shook her head, "I was there to act as a bodyguard of sorts."

His face turned to confusion, "Why did they ask you? There are plenty of other Pro Heroes that are in that area… So, why you? And other than the men in suits, they don't normally have Pro Heroes as guards…"

She wiggled in her seat as if to get comfortable, "I work for the Hero Public Safety Commission."

"All Pro Heroes work for the Commission." He clenched a fist on his lap, "Try again."

"Well, I do, but I work for a private sector for them…" She started off slowly, "The Commission was the ones who adopted me for the special project I told you about."

"Like some kind of secret agent or something?" His question was sarcastic, but when she looked away, his brows knitted, "You're a spy?"

Now chewing on her bottom lip, she swayed her head back and forth with a partial nod, "Kind of, though movies tend to make it seem much more complex than it actually is."

"Why do you do it?" He leaned back in his seat, his face showing that he was processing the information, "Do you have a choice?"

"To be honest," She started, "I'm not sure. I've been trained to just do what they tell me to do and I've never denied them."

He looked as if he was staring at the wall, "I take it that no one is supposed to know, right?"

"No, not really." She swallowed thickly, "I'm not as involved in the agency as some others, but no one besides other private agents know about other private agents." She glanced over at him, trying to read his body language, "I was told today that they trust my judgment… and I trust you."

"You said you grew up with Hawks… So, I assume he is like you too." He shifted in his seat, "Are there others?"

"While the project that Hawks and I were in was considered a success, it was discontinued for financial issues." She answered, though she was sure that he was asking more broadly than just the project she was in, "I don't know of any other… agents that were trained the way we were."

He grimaced, "What are you doing at U.A.?"

"I cannot tell you much to answer that question, I'm sorry." Her anxiety made her mouth feel like cotton now, "All I can tell you is that I am here to protect the current and future heroes; at any cost."

His eyes narrowed dangerously towards her, "Is that why I saw that message on your phone the night of All Might's final fight? Emergency standby? If All Might failed, you were next to go up against All for One?"

Her own eyes widened then, "I didn't know you saw that." She really needed to start putting her phone away when in the presence of others, "But, yes, though I am sure I would've been joined by other HPSC agents."

He turned to her sharply, "That would've been a death sentence!"

She shook her head, "I know that."

She could almost see the red glow form in his eyes, "Do you think it is okay to be some kind of sacrificial lamb?!" He quickly leaned forward and grabbed her by shoulders, "Your life has more meaning than that!"

"Isn't that the job of a hero though?" She licked her lips nervous with how close he was, "I might not be confident in social situations, but I have enough confidence in my skills to say that it would be extremely hard to kill me."

"But not impossible, Kit." He seemed more calm with his speech now, "You are too important to me."

Now she was the one that was confused, "B-but… the other day…"

"I figured you took what I said the wrong way since you've been acting off." He murmured more to himself then sighed, "I said what I did because I should've asked your permission first." Her eyes watered up and tried to look away, but he cupped her cheeks in his hands, "Don't turn from me."

"Shouta," She called out softly, but stopped when she noticed his eyes were not on hers but a little lower, "Wha---"

He closed the distance between their faces as he pressed his lips to hers. It was like a shock to the system, jolting her entire body. Unsure what to do, she closed her eyes as she felt him suck his lips against hers. It only took seconds for her to get the idea and respond in earnest, her heart pounding in her ears now.

Her hand came up to fist in his shirt as her body began to heat up, almost to a point where it was unbearable, which was a foreign feeling for her since she didn't get hot at all. She nearly twitched as she felt one of his arms come to wrap around her middle while the other cupped her jaw, his head tilting to deepen the kiss.

She had to gasp lightly for breath, almost forgetting how to breathe in general, and he took advantage of this by thrusting his tongue inside her mouth. Moaning in surprise, she slid her tongue along his own and found herself adding another thing she loved about him; his flavor. Shifting her body closer to him, she didn't know exactly what she wanted, but she know she needed him.

The arm around her body came down to her lower back and maneuvered her to where she was practically in his lap as he laid her back on the couch. They had only managed to separate their lips once, but it only lasted moments before he pressed them back, harder this time and more demanding. He had managed to crawl over her, between her legs with one of his hands linked with hers while he rested his forearm on the side of her head. His weight rested on top of her mildly, his hips hot and heavy against hers.

She had shifted ever so lightly, but this caused his hips to jerk against hers causing her to partially snap back to reality and break the kiss, "Wait, Shouta…" His lips continued to move, leaving wet kisses along her jaw to her neck, "Shouta, please…"

This time, he grunted against her neck, "I love when you call my name…"

He gave a particularly hard suck to her neck, "Mmm, Shouta," She could feel the fog in her brain trying to take back over, "We can't…"

"I care a lot about you," He leaned his head back just enough to look her in the eyes, "Isn't that enough for you?"

"Yes, but…" She licked her suddenly dry lips, accidentally drawing his gaze back to her mouth, "I might be angry with Hawks, but…"

"Then just let this happen tonight." He rubbed the tip of his nose against hers, "It will give you something to think about…" Pressing his lips to hers again, he pulled back once more, "I'm not asking for commitment, just this. No pressure…" He grunted, his jaw tight, "If you change your mind, we can continue this, or you could keep this a one time thing… I'm leaving it up to you."

After he said this, he ground his hips harder into hers, her back arching, "I know I care for you, Shouta, but still..." She reached up with her free hand to run her fingers down the side of his face, "I don't want you to get hurt by me."

"You don't have to worry about me, Princess." He kissed her nose, "You could choose him, but I just want this one moment with you..."

Her eyes switched between his own in an almost childlike manner, confused by how he was acting. This was very out of character for him to act this way, but she had heard that most people can act differently in the bedroom. Not to say she didn't like this side of him; hell she loved it, it was just different.

He had lowered his face once again to the side of her neck, the caressing of his lips causing goosebumps, "Okay, Shouta." She felt his mouth open, "I want this with you too."

When his teeth nipped against her skin, it sent another shock through her system, though this one more intense, causing her to call out. She lifted her legs on the outside of his so she experimented herself by lifting her hips up to grind against his, enjoying the huff sound he made.

Leaning back up, he looked over uniform before tugging her crop top over her head, nearly pulling her hair in the process. His eyes lingered on the top of her leotard that tightly bound her breasts, giving them a plump look.

"I didn't know that it looked like that under that short top." His thick fingers came up to trace the skin right above the top of the fabric, "This is… alluring."

His fingers tenderly tugged down the cups that held her, letting her chest bounce free. He regarded them, almost as if paying homage to them, as he trailed calloused fingers across the soft skin there. He circled his fingers around the light tawny areola before flicking the slightly redder nipple, pulling a sigh from her throat.

Curling his body forward, again resting his forearm by her head again while he continued to play with her nipple with the other, his lips connected with hers once again. It was short lived as he moved downward to pull said nipple into his mouth.

Her hands came down to card through his hair, "That feels nice."

His eyes had been closed, but opened to eye her, "I'd hope so." His tongue came out to go around the bud, his eyes still on her, "I want to make you feel good."

Pulling her bottom lip between her teeth, she removed one hand to go under to fiddle with the hidden zipper for his suit, "We should get more comfortable."

"As you wish." He maneuvered himself off of her and as he began to unzip his jumpsuit, he noticed she was only watching him, "I think you said 'we', right?"

Flushing, she reached down and fumbled with the belt of her pants, her fingers a tangled mess. When she finally got it undone, she stood to push her pants down then hooked a thumb into the sides of her leotard to shuck it off.

She kept telling herself to look up, but actually doing it wasn't happening for her. Even accidentally seeing penises in textbooks caused her to become flustered. Seeing one in person? She wasn't sure how she'd react.

"Princess?" He called out to her. She could already feel her nerves getting the best of her and she brought her hands forward to begin to cover herself, but was stopped by hands gripping her wrists, "Princess…" He moved her arms so they wrapped around him, her eyes flashing open to see a lot of skin, "You are so beautiful."

Her breath hitched as she ran the pads of her fingers along the expanse of his back, "You're so…" The fingers came around, her own eyes tracing them as well, to run across the bumps that were his abdomen muscles, "Hard…"

He gave a dark chuckle, "I think that's the point."

Leaning back to look over more of his body, she could see the light little marks that were old scars. His elbow was actually the worst scar he had, still an angry dark pink, but somehow did nothing to damage his looks. His skin was tight under her finger tips and very smooth. Starting just below his belly button was a thin black happy trail that led to lower areas that she didn't let her eyes venture to.

Bringing her head towards his chest, she kissed the skin there and enjoyed the feeling of the pec flexing. His nipple gained her attention and she decided that she wanted to try something. When she ran her tongue over it, she looked up to see him watching her as well, before latching her teeth over it.

A shudder ran through his body, "Ooo, so you want to play like that?" He reached around while bending down to grip her ass and lift her up against him, making his way over to the bed, "I'm game."

Once he reached it, he practically threw her on it, "Don't move..." She looked up at him, rising up on her elbows. He narrowed his eyes at this, grabbing his scarf that she just noticed he dragged with him, "I said don't move." He wrapped the scarf around her wrists, "Now, look what you made me do." He tied it off to the post of the bed, and then went back to the end of the bed to pull out a hair tie and put his hair into a messy bun, "What a pretty Princess..."

"Be kind to me…" She tugged at her bonds, her body trembling now, "This is my first… time…"

"Oh, Princess" He wavered for a moment, "I'll be especially kind, I promise." He pulled her legs apart before kneeling between them, his hands running up and down her legs, "Your skin is so soft." He looked along her body, before getting himself situated to lay between her legs, glancing at the petals that were there, "And so pink."

He brought his fingers back up, teasing her with a feathery touch from just the tips, and came to rest them on her inner thighs. He leaned over to let his lips follow the same path and when he reached her inner thighs again, he nipped the skin there, clearly enjoying causing the muscles to jump and twitch.

She nearly came out of her skin when she felt his hot breath on her down there, "So sensitive."

Lifting her head the best she could, she looked down at him to see him looking over her crevice, "Mmm, don't stare at it!"

"I'm just admiring the view." He nuzzled the space just above her groin and she was suddenly very glad she was well groomed, but this didn't stop her from trying to unconsciously tighten her thighs together, earning her a sharp nip, "No, no, Princess." A finger ran down her slit then, "My, someone is soaked."

Inhaling sharply at the vulnerable feeling that soared through her body, "Please!" She twisted in his hold, "I feel like I'm going to die…!"

"We can't have that, now." He smirked up at her as he lowered his head further, this touch so light, yet she knew he was only a hair away, "But if you do, let's make it a pleasurable death, hm?"

She had started to lift her head again, but instead she threw it back as she felt the quick swipe of his tongue against her. She wasn't even able to recover before she felt herself being spread and he began to attack her. His pink muscle somehow was both soft and hard at the same time, each swipe or press better than the previous.

Tugging hard enough against the restraints to hear her head board creak, "Shouta! I want to touch you too!"

"Have patience, Angel." His voice was muffled from between her legs.

At one point, he pressed his slick appendage against her button and she let loose a strangled sound. Chuckling and encouraged by this, he continued to flick it while his hands almost massaged her thighs at the same time. When he changed it up to suck on it, her hips nearly came off the bed.

Before too long, her hips were rocking against his face so much that he had to use an arm to hold her down and in place. His other fingers came up to trace the petals before beginning to prod at her tiny opening.

"You're so small down here…" He pulled back his face to watch the tip of his finger enter her, "It's going to be an interesting fit." He managed to press the finger up to the knuckle, "But, you will feel wonderful around my cock."

She twitched at his words, "Shouta… let me free!"

Taking sympathy on her, he got up to reach around, his lithe fingers making quick work on the capture scarf around her wrist, "Fine, fine."

She sat up, his body next to her now, her eyes trailing down his body to land on his twitching member. While it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be, she couldn't help but be intimidated, yet curious about it at the same time.

Reaching forward, she looked back up to his face, "How do I… make you feel good?"

His Adam's apple bob, "You don't have to."

"But, I want you!" She blurted, "Teach me."

Taking her hand and guiding it to him, he let out a shaky breath, "Take ahold of it…" His hips gave an involuntary jerk as her dainty hand wrapped around him, "Now move your hand like this…" He let out a soft moan as she gave a few tugs, "Yeah, just be careful with those claws, Princess."

"Oh." She looked at her claws, "I'll retract them."

After doing so, she watched her own hand move over his member, the bright red tip nearly glowing and dripping with translucent fluid. Twisting her hand, she ran her palm down the underside and across the heavy sac that laid at the base. The skin of his shaft was actually velvety soft, but beneath that skin felt hard like steel. As she brought her hand back up, she swiped her thumb across the tip, spreading the sticky substance.

She made a quick glance towards his face, his eyes closed seeming to enjoy what she was doing, but she wanted to make him feel more. Going forward, she stuck her pink tongue out to give a flat lick from the underside of the head to the hole.

His reaction was instant, his entire body twitching forward, "Ah!"

Backing away, her face screwed up, "I didn't hurt you did I? I read in books, but…"

"God, no, it felt really good." His breath was coming out a little faster now, "Just surprised me…"

"Hmm…" She went back forward, her hand gripping him from the base, "Well, then…"

Swirling her tongue around the head, she was rewarded with a loud groan that almost echoed in the room. While she did that, she gripped him enough that the skin glided smoothly with her moments. Soon, he was thrusting his hips in time with her hand movements.

But for her, it wasn't enough and she thought about what else she could do. Unfortunately, growing up the way she did, she knew she could be kind of ignorant and naïve when it came to sex, but she had heard enough in the locker room while she attended the school herself.

Opening up her mouth, she sucked him inside of her mouth, this time his groan was accompanied with his cock throbbing in her hands. One hand of his came to clench in her hair while the other fisted the sheets.

"Princess... " His voice was needy, but she kept sucking, "Angel…" His hand came to push her off him, "If you keep going like that, I'm going to make a mess in your mouth…" He pulled her up next to him, "While that is not exactly a horrible thought, I want to cum in you somewhere else first."

He locked his lips with her for a moment, before pulling away and getting off the bed, making her perplexed, "Shouta…?"

He went over to his discarded suit and out of a pocket, he pulled out his wallet, "Protection…"

"Oh." She watched as he pulled out a purple foiled packet from a slot, "Just carry those around, hm?"

His mouth twitched up, "It's a good thing I do."

He came back to kneel between her legs while he used his teeth to open the packet. Suddenly, as she watched him roll the condom on, she realized the size difference between the area between her thighs and his rod.

"I see that look…" He was eyeing her while grabbing himself, "Don't get cold feet on me now."

She convulsively swallowed, "You're going to break me."

It almost startled her when an almost sadistic grin went across his face, "I will." He came closer, rubbing the head of his cock up and down her weeping slit, "But not in the way you're thinking." He positioned himself after he seemed satisfied that he was lubed up enough by her natural juices, "Are you ready?"

The question made a jolt of electricity go through her, "...Yes."

He met her eyes for a moment before he looked down, pressing himself in. She could see his jaw tighten the more that he entered her. He got to a certain point and he leaned over her onto his forearms to press further until his hips finally coming to rest against hers causing both of them to groan. Her tunnel stung from the stretch, but she had heard horror stories about a virgin's first time and so far, she couldn't complain.

He rested his head against her shoulder and her breath hitched, "Are you okay?"

"I should be asking you that." He licked his lips, "It feels almost too good. You're so tight."

A few more moments passed and he finally started to rock his hips gently. When he figured she was okay with that, he started to pull out almost all the way to push back in. Their breath was heavy, but this didn't stop him sucking on her bottom lip before kissing her deeply again.

"More..." She whispered against him huskily, "I need more… please…!"

He stopped his movements and sat up to his knees, his hands gripping her hips to raise them off the bed, "I'm going to pound into you so hard that no other cock but mine will satisfy you again!"

She threw her head back as he began to slam into her. It was mind jarring, but she loved it, begging him for him to go faster and harder. She sobbed out to him, feeling him hit a certain spot within her that made her see stars. After the first time, he didn't seem to miss that spot again, a coil starting to tighten in the core of her body.

Soon his movements became uneven and she knew he was getting close, "S-Shouta, fuck yes!"

He looked down between their bodies, "I'm going to cum, Princess." He used his thumb and began to quickly flick her clit, "I want you to cum too."

The statement alone sent another jolt through her, different from before, cause right afterwards she felt a coil in her stomach seem to snap, "Ahh!"

"Hgn!" His eyes widened as her insides clamped down on him so hard that he felt his balls draw up almost painfully and begin to release.

He thrust into her a couple more times before pressing flesh against her hips, sweat dripping down his body. He nearly fell on top of her, but he caught himself with a trembling arm.They both panted together, that being the only thing now heard in the room. When he seemed to notice that his face was close to hers again, he gave her a couple of kisses, licking across her lips.

When he recovered enough to move properly, he pulled slowly out of her, "I didn't hurt you did I?"

She shook her head, "No." She watched as he rolled the condom off, "Was it... good for you?"

A wide grin went across his face and he held up the condom that was rather full, "Is this proof enough?" He tied it off, "If I had more, we wouldn't be finished."

Her flushed face couldn't get darker, but she was sure it tried, "O-oh, good."

He went into the bathroom and flushed the condom down before coming back and pulling on his boxers, "How about for you?"

"Mhm." She hummed, letting her eyes fall close tiredly.

His smile never left, "Thank you."

Rolling to the edge of the bed to sit up, she blushed, "I should be the one thanking you. I've never felt so… so…" She was having a hard time coming up with a word, "Satisfied." She went over to her drawer to pull out a fresh pair of underwear and a tank top, not bothering with bottoms, "Would you…" She looked over to see him getting dressed, "... like to sleep here tonight?"

"I would." He grumbled, sounded disappointed as he wrapped his scarf around his neck, "But I have some papers to grade before tomorrow."

"Oh," She couldn't help but be a little downcast, "Okay."

"I would otherwise." He told her quickly, "I just…" He chuckled, "I didn't expect to be here even this long."

Her face coloring agan, she nodded, "Me either." She saw that he had gotten dressed, "I'll walk you to the door then."

Kit opened the door for him and he stepped out into the hallway, but turned to look at her for a second before coming back towards her. He hesitated for a moment before lifting a hand to grip her from the base of her skull and pulling her towards him for a kiss. She slid her hands up to grab him by the shoulders until he pulled away, giving her a small smile, and then going to his own room.

Kit shut the door and looked down at herself, glad that no other teachers were in the other two rooms, because if they would've come out at that moment, that would've gotten an eye full of her naked body. That and they would've seen her mini make out session with Aizawa, but that wouldn't be so surprising to some of the staff since they knew she liked the man.

After taking a shower and changing her bedding, she laid in the bed in her underwear and tank top, but her mind just wouldn't calm down. Turning back on the lights, she went back to the couch and started to flip through the television channels. She did this for just about an hour before she heard a soft knock on her door.

Concerned, she looked at the time on the television before making her way to the door, opening it only part way to hide her bottom half, but relaxed when she saw the being on the other side, "Did you forget something?"

"Not really." He sighed, "Is your offer still open to sleep here?"

"Oh, sure." She nodded and let him in, noticing he was already in what he normally slept in and his hair was up off his neck, "What changed your mind?"

"Eh, Bakugo and Midoriya went to Ground Beta and got in a fight. I got outside and All Might told me he would deal with it since he said that he had known them from before their time here at U.A. and he had an idea what was going on." Kit narrowed her eyes for a second at this information, "When he came back, he gave some half-assed excuse that he was the cause of the fight. He said that Bakugo was feeling responsible for his retirement and something about Bakugo's inferiority complex exploding." He winced then, causing Kit to tilt her head, "Then something about not taking care of the mental health of the students…"

Kit narrowed her eyes dangerously, "I might be able to bite him in half being the twig he is now."

He held up his hands, "I know and after they left I told him that you cannot know what is going on with a student unless they tell you and you've spoken with him several times."

"Hm, more like spoken to." She folded her arms, "I think he has a thing against women."

"After meeting his mother the other day, I'm not surprised." This caused Kit to mentally question if she needed to bring Bakugou into her office more now or not.

"Anyway," He slowly walked up to her and took her into his arms, "I was passing your door and I saw the light was still on… and it is really too late to finish my papers if I want to get enough sleep."

"Mhm…" She went onto her tippy toes to peck his lips, and then turned to pull him to the bed, "Then we better get to sleep."

She let him go so she could crawl onto the bed and she heard him groan, "You are so tempting…" He got into the bed next to her, pulling her against his body and kissed her forehead, "This is nice."

She looked up towards his face, noticing his eyes were already closed, "Myobu…"

His eyes popped open to look down at her, "Myobu?"

"Kanda Myobu." She said fully, "When I was adopted, they had to give me a name to get me out of the hospital… That was the first name they gave me. Hawks is the only other person that knows my former name." She pressed her nose to his throat, taking in his smell, "In private, you can call me that if you want…" She turned her face and pressed her cheek into his chest, "Goodnight."

"Night." He murmured, tightening his grip on her as he joined her in sleep.

Because both of them fell asleep, neither of them noticed the cyan glow that surrounded them for a few seconds and disappeared.