Nejire and Ryukyu (My Hero Academia)

Description: Nejire takes Izuku under her wing and helps prepare him for the final battle. When she feels self-doubt about her injury suffered in the battle, Deku takes it upon himself to reassure her with some help from a friend.

Content Warnings/Tags: Post-canon, UA University, threesome, body worship, breast sucking, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, cowgirl, breast sex, tit job, girl/girl kiss

(Nejire/Izuku, Izuku/Ryukyu, Nejire/Izuku/Ryukyu)

"Hey, Midoriya," Nejire said, smiling as he opened the door to his room in the Heights Alliance in response to her knocking.

"Uh, Hado-senpai," Izuku said, looking confused. She understood why he might be; it wasn't like they'd spent any real time together one on one. "How can I help you?"

"I heard something interesting about you today, and I wanted to hear more," she said. Nejire had always been a very curious person by nature, and as soon as she'd heard the stories about him apparently using a second, whip-like quirk during the recent training exercises between his class and Class 1-B she'd been extremely interested to learn more. Multiple quirks would have been enough to catch anyone's attention even before you considered how powerful the quirk they'd all seen him use over the last year was. If it was true, it was little wonder All Might seemed to take such personal interest in the first year student at UA University.

"Come in, come in," he said, opening the door wider and stepping back to allow her in. "So what did you want to know?" he asked as he closed the door behind her. Other people might have beaten around the bush or engaged in small talk before they asked the question they really wanted to ask, but that was not how Nejire tackled such things. She saw no reason not to get straight to the point, even if her blunt questions often made people uncomfortable.

"I heard you used a new quirk while you were doing your exercise with Class B," she said. "Is it true? Do you really have multiple quirks?"

"Err…well…" He shifted on his feet, obviously uncomfortable, not that she let this bother her.

"There's no way that whip thing can be just another part of your usual quirk," she pointed out, rather obviously in her opinion. "I know it has to be true! Tell me more, Midoriya. How long have you had the second quirk? It sounded like you didn't have much control of it, and I've never seen you use it, so I'm guessing it has to be recent. Is it something you've only just discovered and have been working on? And do you only have the two quirks, or are there even more you've been keeping secret? It's so fascinating, Midoriya! Please, tell me more!" She knew she was rambling, but she just couldn't help herself. She loved learning new and interesting things, and Izuku Midoriya possessing multiple quirks was the most interesting new discovery at UA in a very long time.

But he wouldn't give her the knowledge she sought so eagerly. "Sorry, Hado-senpai," he said, shaking his head and looking at her sheepishly. "I can't tell you."

"Aww, no fair!" she said. She gave him her best pout, though it was entirely genuine and not at all feigned. "C'mon, Midoriya! Haven't I been a good senpai this year? Do me a favor and tell me more!"

He still wasn't moved. "I'm sorry," he said again. "You have been a good senpai, but I can't tell you. It's not just my secret to share."

Her pout deepened, but she could tell that he wasn't going to budge and stopped trying to get him to. That didn't mean she was giving up altogether though. Her quest to understand the mysteries of Izuku Midoriya and his apparent multiple quirks did not end when she said her goodbyes and left her kohai's room.

If he wasn't going to tell her outright, she would just have to do a little snooping.

--

"Uh, you're back again, Hado-senpai?" Izuku asked, looking nervous to have her at his door again.

"I am," she said, smiling at him.

"You're always welcome to visit me whenever you want to, but I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to answer your question if that's what you're here for," he said, allowing her inside of his room again a few days after her first visit.

"Oh, I already know most of it," she said matter-of-factly, grinning at him as he closed the door and turned to face her. He nearly jumped in his surprise.

"You do?" he said, his voice going up several octaves.

"Yep!" she said, nodding. "I knew you weren't going to just come right out and tell me, so I snooped on you. I followed you, and I listened in while you were talking to All Might and Bakugo. I heard you talking about One for All and All for One, and I know that there are other quirks you inherited from the previous holders of One for All."

"That's basically everything," Izuku whispered, looking quite fearful and timid. "Hado-senpai, please, you can't tell anyone! This is really sensitive information, and--"

"You don't need to worry about me sharing your secrets with anyone else," she assured him. "They're safe with me. If you and All Might want to guard it closely, I promise that no one will learn a thing from me."

"Thank you," Izuku said, sighing in relief.

"But in return, I would like for you to tell me everything," she said. "Tell me all of the details that didn't come up during your chat with All Might, and fill me in on all of the other quirks that came along with it."

Since she had already learned the important parts that they had been keeping so closely guarded, Izuku was much more forthcoming this time around. He told her everything she wanted to know, providing context for the basics she'd picked up on while listening to his conversation with All Might. He explained how and why All Might had chosen him to be his successor, and filled in lots of little details that fascinated Nejire. Part of her regretted that she wouldn't be able to share any of this interesting information with anyone else, but she was equally proud that she was part of a very select group of people who actually possessed said knowledge.

"So that's everything," he said after he'd gotten all the way up to and through his exercise vs. Class 1-B and how Blackwhip had been too hard to control. "Thank you in advance for not telling anyone else."

"You're welcome," she said, smiling, "and I'm sorry for spying on you. But when I have the chance to learn something new I just can't help myself."

"I understand," he said. "Besides, someone else was bound to find out sooner or later. I already screwed up once by blabbing about it to Kacchan even though I knew I wasn't supposed to."

"Thank you for understanding," she said. "And as thanks, your senpai is going to be right on top of you, helping you out."

"What?" His eyes widened and his cheeks turned red.

"I'm going to take you under my wing!" she said. "All Might's doing all he can for you, but you could use some additional help from someone who knows the truth. I think I can help you with Blackwhip, and I know I'll be able to help with Float." He shook his head, but she just stepped closer to him and grabbed him by the shoulders. "You're not alone in this, Deku. All Might's on your side, and so is Bakugo even if he's too much of a grumpy boy to show it. Now I'm on Team Deku too, and I'm going to help make sure you figure out all these quirks so you're ready to take down All for One when the time comes!"

--

Later..

Nejire didn't bother worrying about Deku as he battled the High Ends and Shigaraki himself. Between All Might and herself, they'd gotten him to master the use of One for All as well as all of the quirks that had come along with it. Nejire was particularly proud of the work she'd done in helping him control his emotions so he could control Blackwhip and bend it to his will, and of course her help had been invaluable in him learning not just how to use Float but how to incorporate it into all kinds of battle situations in combination with his other moves.

Deku could handle his battle himself. It was what he'd been training all this time for. Nejire had her own foes to deal with in this, what was destined to be the final battle of the war. She had come over battle Spinner, preventing him from aiding Dabi in his fight with Shoto. The reptilian villain was proving to be a tough opponent, and his melee attacks were forcing her to fight cautiously and defensively.

She'd just caught Spinner with her Gring Wave attack, putting an end to that fight, when she heard a roar from overhead. The fighting was a ways away from her, but she could still see Shigaraki's motionless body hitting the ground and Deku hovering above him, utilizing the Float that she'd helped him master. Nejire smiled broadly, proud of Izuku for his accomplishment and personally pleased that she'd been able to play some part in preparing him for it.

Unfortunately the fighting was not yet done, even if Tomura himself had been defeated. The outcome was inevitable at that point, but that wouldn't stop the members of the Paranormal Liberation Front who were still standing from continuing to fight. By the time she realized her mistake, Dabi made her pay for her momentary loss of concentration. She had just enough time to turn her face away, but his flames still caught her on the back of the neck and upper back.

--

Several Months Later

"Deku, seriously, you don't need to keep doing this," Nejire said. "So I got burned a little bit, and I have a scar. It's no big deal. Plenty of people got hurt much worse during the war and the final battle. I'm just happy it's all over."

"I know you are," he said, nodding. "I'm happy too. I'm happy it's over, and I'm happy you and all of my other friends are safe. But do you remember when I got it into my head that I had to solve everything by myself, that it was my burden alone to bear?"

"I do," she said, frowning as she was reminded of that period where Deku had attempted to pull away from everyone and take the weight of the entire war onto his shoulders.

"I told you I was fine, that I could handle it," he said. "But you saw right through me. You'd spent enough time around me to see the truth, and you helped pull me back. Now it's my turn to do the same thing for you."

"You were trying to fight a war on your own," she said. "I just have a little burn scar on my neck and back. It's not anything close to the same." It was true, and they both knew it.

"It's not," he agreed. "But it's also not nothing, like you're trying to pretend it is, and that's why I'm not going to stop trying until I've helped cheer you up for real. I know you're lying when you say it's no big deal." This also was true. While it was not life-threatening or anything, she frowned and felt her mood drop every time she was reminded of the scar on her back. As much as she tried to downplay it every time Izuku brought it up, as she felt he had bigger and more important things to worry about, it wasn't a surprise to her that he saw through her denials. Just as she'd spent lots of time around him during their training and had learned how to read him well, he'd gained that same knowledge of her.

There was a knock on the door to Nejire's apartment that interrupted them. "Who is it?" she called out. She hadn't been expecting any company aside from Deku, but she welcomed the distraction and the chance to change the subject.

"It's Ryuko Tatsuma," the voice on the other side of the door answered. "May I come in?" Nejire was surprised at that. Ryukyu was her boss at the hero agency, and they had a very pleasant and positive working relationship, but they had never really spent time together outside of work in social situations. She hadn't even been aware that Ryukyu knew where her apartment was.

Deku didn't look surprised at all though, and seeing his complete lack of surprise made her suspect that he had arranged this without telling her. It was likely that this had something to do with his attempt to cheer her up, but she would never turn her boss and mentor away.

"Of course," Nejire said. "The door's unlocked. Come right in."

Ryuko let herself into the apartment, and she smiled at Nejire as she walked into the room where she and Izuku were sitting. "Hello, Nejire," she said. "Thank you for letting me in." She looked around at her surroundings, taking in the state of Nejire's apartment as she stood in it for the first time. "You have a very nice apartment."

"Thank you," she said. Nejire was suddenly glad that she'd cleaned up just the night before. She didn't usually worry about it too much when it was just Izuku coming over with how much time they spent together, but she would have hated for her mentor who she respected so much to walk into a mess and think she was a slob or something.

"I'm happy to have you here, but can I ask why you paid me a visit?" she asked. She had a pretty good idea what her senior was doing here, but she would play along.

"Midoriya has told me he can sense you're more bothered by your scars from the last battle than you're letting on," Ryuko said. "He asked me to come over and help cheer you up, not just because we work together but because I suffered a scar of my own." She rolled her sleeve back and showed the pink scar on her otherwise smooth and unblemished forearm. All told she was lucky to have escaped from only that when she'd battled Shigaraki, but Nejire still felt sorry for her senior when she saw it.

Nejire sighed. Izuku had played this situation well, she had to admit that. He'd brought in the perfect person to make her open up, because she didn't think she would've been capable of lying to or withholding anything from Ryuko if she'd tried.

"Yes, it bothers me," she admitted. "But it shouldn't bother me. It's stupid. I survived the battle, even though I lost my focus and left myself wide open for Dabi's flames. I should be happy that I was lucky enough to escape with only a scar on my neck and back."

"It's okay to be disappointed about superficial things," Ryuko said softly. "You can be thankful that you escaped serious harm while still being sad about the damage you did suffer. I'm the same way, you know. It's human."

"But I should be over it by now," Nejire muttered. "It's been months. It's stupid that it still bothers me so much."

"Can you tell us why it bothers you?" Izuku asked.

"That's even stupider," she said, groaning.

"Whether you think it's stupid or not, if it's bothering you this much it's worth discussing," Ryuko said. Her voice sounded so gentle and so understanding that Nejire stopped trying to keep her selfish and vain feelings to herself.

"It makes me feel ugly," she admitted, staring straight down at the ground and refusing to meet either of their eyes. "Every time I see it or am reminded that it's there, I feel like I'm going to be alone forever, like if I ever take my shirt off around anyone else again they'll be disgusted."

It was a ridiculous thing for her to obsess over and she knew that, which was one of the biggest reasons she'd always tried to act as if everything was fine any time Deku brought it up. Her fear of being alone was matched if not even surpassed by the fear that he would hear the reason she was down and be disappointed in her. She was his senpai, but she had come to respect him greatly as she watched him work and train and prepare himself for the responsibilities of defeating Shigaraki and All for One. And having Ryuko here as well only increased her anxiety. They might very well have been the two people she respect most in the world, and the thought of making either of them think less of her was not a pleasant one. When she admitted what had been plaguing her and why, she looked up almost fearfully, nervous about what she might see on their faces.

Neither of them seemed to be looking at her with disapproval or judgment though. Izuku's face looked as unsurprised as it had when Ryukyu had turned up at her door. Maybe he had expected it to be something along these lines the entire time? And as for Ryuko, she looked only sympathetic to Nejire's worries.

"It looks like you were right, Midoriya," Ryuko said.

"Yeah, it's what I expected," he said. "We've spent enough time together that even someone as clueless as me should be able to figure it out." He gave Nejire a little smile as he said it, and she felt her heart swell unexpectedly.

"Should we go ahead with our plan, then?" Ryuko asked. She actually blushed slightly as she said it, which had Nejire both confused and interested.

"Yeah, I think so," Izuku said. He was still looking at Nejire, and his smile had gotten wider and warmer now. He'd never looked at her quite like this before, and while Nejire wasn't sure what it meant she instantly decided that she'd never needed to learn anything as much as she needed to learn what that look from Izuku meant. "At least I'm going to. It's up to you if you want to join in or not, Ryuko."

"I'm going to help," Ryuko said. Her blush deepened, but Nejire was pretty sure her senior's eyes were shining with excitement rather than embarrassment. "They do say two heads are better than one, don't they?"

Izuku laughed and nodded his head. "I'm sure this will go a lot better with you helping."

"Sorry, but what exactly are you talking about?" Nejire asked, unable to contain her curiosity. "What's this plan you two are talking about?"

"We're going to show you how ridiculous it is for you to think that your scar could ever get in the way of anything," Izuku said. "Ryuko and I are going to show you that you're anything but disgusting."

--

Nejire had heard the saying show, don't tell before, and she had never agreed with that saying more than she did right now. Having Izuku and/or Ryuko tell her that she was still attractive and desirable would have been flattering but she doubted it would have really taken hold inside of her.

This, however, was impossible to ignore. How could she pretend that this was simple lip service or anything of the sort? Well, it could be considered a form of lip service depending on your definition she supposed. Deku's lips, not to mention his tongue, were certainly giving her a very pleasant sort of service as he licked her pussy.

Their idea had been unconventional, and shocking. At first Nejire was sure they were joking with her, trying to cheer her up using humor to lighten the mood, even though she'd never known Ryukyu to be much of a joker. But she'd quickly realized that they were completely serious. They really were looking to show her how desirable she still was by spending the entire night worshipping her body.

Getting that offer from Izuku was as thrilling as it was surprising. Even though he and his classmate Uraraka were not a couple, she'd been sure that it was only a matter of time before that happened. The torch the brunette carried for Deku was rather obvious, and it seemed most of their classmates realized it too even if Deku himself somehow hadn't picked up on it. She'd thought the interest was returned by Izuku, but that was harder to be sure of.

But even though she'd never expected Izuku to look her way, part of her had carried a hope deep down for quite some time now. It hadn't always been there; for most of his first year at UA University she'd viewed him as an adorable kohai to look after, but had never really viewed him in a sexual light. That started to change once she learned his big secret and took him under her wing, and over the course of helping train him she had fallen quite hard for him. She'd kept that secret buried deep down and hidden her desires from him, not wanting to give him any other distractions to deal with on top of everything else, but it had grown all the same. She still didn't know if he returned her feelings or if this was purely about giving her a confidence boost with some physical affection, but Nejire was going to lap it up either way. If this led to them becoming more than friends, that was spectacular as far as she was concerned. And if he wanted to try and cheer her up by putting his head between her legs for one night only, she would enjoy this one night to the fullest.

Ryuko's involvement was an even bigger surprise. If Nejire had carried hopes for something with Izuku even if she'd never expected them to materialize, it would have never even occurred to her to think that she might ever find herself in a position where Ryuko, the woman she so respected, would lick and suck on one of her breasts while gently squeezing the other. Ryuko was always a professional at work and never gossiped about or discussed her private or romantic life at all, and until the woman herself had admitted it today Nejire had not had even the faintest clue that she was bisexual. Nejire wasn't even sure about her own sexuality at this point, because while she'd always considered herself a heterosexual woman, Ryuko's mouth sucking and licking at her nipple felt incredible.

Speaking of incredible, Izuku was making her feel things with her mouth that she'd never even imagined. It wasn't the first time she'd had someone go down on her; she'd only had two previous sexual partners before today, but both of them had taken a try at eating her out at least once. It had been fun and experimental, as in both cases the guy didn't really know his way around down there. They'd given it an earnest try though, and she'd honestly just appreciated the effort.

Deku was completely different. He was not the least bit uncertain of what he should be doing. Right from the moment he'd gotten down on his belly and planted his head between her thighs she'd been able to tell that she was about to receive a different breed of cunnilingus than any she'd enjoyed in the past, but she'd still been blown away by the skill he displayed once he got going. He tried out a couple of different techniques in the beginning, and whether he was licking up and down the outer lips of her pussy, spiraling his tongue around in circles or even pushing a little bit of his tongue inside of her, she loved all of it. He never did any of them for very long though. He kept trying different things, constantly searching for the one act or pattern that would work best for her.

It was when his tongue touched her clit that they both knew he'd found what he was looking for. Nejire gasped and jerked her hips against his face automatically, and Deku did not let this signal go unheeded. He kept licking her clit, getting that same strong reaction out of her each time. And as if that wasn't enough he brought his fingers into play as well, rubbing along her pussy lips and getting her even more worked up.

This was Nejire's first threesome as well as her first time playing around with another girl, and it felt so incredible for her. Between Izuku's tongue lapping at her clit, his fingers rubbing her and Ryuko devoting her attention to both of her breasts, Nejire was descending into sensory overload. Izuku knew how to lick her pussy, and Ryuko definitely knew what she was doing with her breasts as well. Nejire might not have had any clue about it before tonight, but it was obvious to her that this was not Ryukyu's first time with a woman.

And as good as it already was, it got even better. Deku slid first one finger inside of her, and when she responded positively to that it was quickly joined by a second. Both fingers curled inside of her, finding her sweet spot with impressive efficiency and stroking it to send her pleasure shooting into the stratosphere. Nejire shrieked, grabbed onto his fluffy green hair and rocked her hips against his face mindlessly as he brought her to a place she'd never even known existed until now.

This already would have been not just the best oral sex she'd ever had, but the best sexual experience of her young life altogether. Izuku's tongue licking her clit so well and his fingers expertly playing inside of her would have ensured that, and even if his skill hadn't been quite at the level it was she would have greatly enjoyed herself solely because it was him who had his head between her thighs. But he did have that skill, happily. And it was all joined and complemented by Ryuko squeezing one breast and sucking on the other with all the skill of someone who knew what it would feel like herself, knew how she would like to be played with and gave it all to Nejire.

With all that she was receiving, Nejire exploded in an orgasm that was beyond her wildest imagination. Her body trembled with the pleasure she was receiving, and she moaned and whined as it rocked her from her head down to her toes. Wanting to be as close as she could to both of the people showering her with this affection and making her feel this way, she held onto Izuku's hair tightly with one hand and brought the other over to clutch at Ryuko's blonde hair while she sucked on her breast.

Her grip remained firm even after her moaning stopped and the rest of her body relaxed down on the bed beneath her. They actually had to pry her hands off of their hair so they could pull their head back from between her thighs and off of her breast, respectively. Nejire let go and stared up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. She struggled to believe that any of that had actually just happened. Had her crush really just gone down on her with a level of skill that blew her away? And had he really been joined in the effort by her apparently bisexual mentor and boss, who had groped and sucked Nejire's breasts so well and introduced her to feelings and desires she hadn't even been aware of?

"Well?" Izuku asked. She focused her eyes and saw his face hovering above hers, smiling and sticky thanks to how hard he'd made her squirt. "Are you still feeling ugly now?"

She chuckled weakly. "Not really," she admitted. Then, after a pause, she added more to it. "But I wouldn't mind if you kept trying to convince me, just in case." She turned her head to the side to look at Ryuko, who sat there with her legs folded beneath her, looking dignified even after she'd just been playing with Nejire's breasts. "Both of you, I mean. If you want." Ryuko smiled at her, and Izuku chuckled.

"I suppose it couldn't hurt to reinforce the message," Ryuko said, her voice sounding more playful than Nejire had ever heard it.

--

Straddling Izuku's lap and sinking down onto his cock was like a dream for Nejire. It was actually happening. After all the time she'd spent around him, helping him learn how to handle all of his quirks and prepare to fulfill his destiny and unexpectedly falling deeper and deeper for him along the way, she was really having sex with him. Deku, her strong, heroic kohai, was beneath her, smiling up at her while she rose and fell on his cock.

Nejire could scarcely contain her excitement at how perfect this moment was. It wasn't her first time having sex, but it might as well have been. She'd thought of sex as something pleasant and fun, but sex with Izuku was another animal entirely. Part of it was the simple fact that he was long enough and thick enough to hit deeper inside of her than any dick or sex toy ever had before, which was something Nejire made the most of. She bounced, rocked and wiggled on top of him, experimenting with different angles and depths of penetration and finding that she loved them all. No matter how she moved, Izuku's cock felt like a perfect fit inside of her.

There were other reasons for that beyond just how big he was though. Nejire had never really been in love with anyone before. She'd liked her previous sexual partners well enough, but she'd always been honest enough with herself to recognize that what she felt for them was not strong enough to be called love.

This was different. She had wanted to have Izuku in her bed for a long time now, and she knew that it was about more than just his strength or physical attractiveness. After seeing his earnestness, courage, kindness and selflessness up close for so long as she worked to prepare him, she felt at least as strong a pull towards Deku because of the person he was as she did for his appealing body. There was no one she would rather have in her bed with her right now than Deku, and sitting on his cock felt as right emotionally as it did physically. Her mother had told her she would know when she'd found the right person for her, and Nejire saw the wisdom of those words now more than ever.

While this would have been a truly perfect moment for her if it had just been Izuku sharing her bed, there was a third party joining them. Ryuko's presence in her bed did not detract from the moment at all though. There had never been anyone else but her and Izuku when she fantasized about having him like this, but Ryukyu being there only made things better. Riding Deku's cock was like a dream come true, and Ryukyu loosely pressing her body against hers from behind and lightly playing with her breasts was like the cherry on top that made an already perfect moment even better somehow.

Ryuko kept her involvement light. She didn't maul her breasts in her hands or rub her nipples aggressively. Her touch was gentle and slow. She wasn't there to dominate the situation or make the moment about her. She knew how much riding Deku's cock meant to Nejire, and she sought only to add a little something extra to go along with it. She succeeded marvelously in that, because Ryuko's tender touch on her boobs was a welcome comfort for Nejire.

Her lips were involved as well, and it was through them that Ryuko made the most overt attempt either of them had to show Nejire that her scar did not take anything away from her attractiveness. Ryuko kept kissing the back of Nejire's neck and down lower, pressing her lips right on that burn scar Dabi and his flames had left on her body in a final act of defiance before her fellow heroes subdued and arrested him. Any time Nejire had seen the scar or inadvertently touched it in some way it had made her feel ashamed, like she had been marred and diminished by it.

It was impossible to feel that way now though. Ryuko's lips on her skin and her scar sent pleasant shivers down her spine, and if a woman like her boss and mentor who she respected so much didn't shy away from kissing her right on the spot where her skin had been disfigured how could she continue to think that it had made her undesirable?

This was perfect. All of it was perfect, from Izuku's cock inside of her, his hard muscular body under her fingertips and the look of open adoration on his face to Nejire's hands on her breasts and lips kissing her neck softly. Nejire felt like she was making love for the first time in her life, and it was better than she could have imagined.

She wasn't the only one who felt that way. "It's so good, Nejire," Deku said as she rocked on him. "So perfect." She knew he wasn't saying that just to give her a confidence boost. Deku was a terrible liar, and the pleasure was written all over his face. As wonderful as riding his cock felt for her, it felt the same for him. That simple knowledge excited her almost as much as everything else that she was feeling right now. Her Deku could have had his choice of willing sexual partners, but this was where he wanted to be. He wanted to be with her, and he was being given no reason to second guess that choice.

Seeing her desire mirrored back at her on Izuku's face compelled Nejire to ride him harder. She wanted to do more; she wanted to move her body faster and drive his cock into her harder. He wasn't about to say or do anything to try and prevent her from doing that either, so Nejire indulged herself. She started moving faster, slamming her hips down onto him hard enough that soon enough she could hear the sound of her butt cheeks smacking against his thighs. Izuku moaned and his eyes squeezed shut for a moment as he reacted to the increase in force and pleasure, and Nejire grinned and kept it up. It was a different sort of feeling to the slower and more romantic way that she'd ridden him until now, but it was no less pleasurable for it. Fucking Deku was just as fun as making love to him was, and she was glad to be able to try them both out.

Her breasts also bounced around to a much greater degree with this increased pace, which made it tougher for Ryukyu to keep up. She was up for the challenge though, and she actually shifted her own approach in response to Nejire's change. Her touch had been light and her kisses had been soft to complement how she'd moved as she rode Izuku's cock, but now she squeezed her breasts harder, rubbed her nipples more quickly and kissed the back of her neck with more pressure from her lips. Ryuko's approach now was the perfect assist to how Nejire rode Izuku now, and she was appreciative of her mentor's ability to deftly adjust to match her.

"Ride him," Ryukyu whispered, moving her lips from her neck to her ear. "He's all yours, just like you wanted him to be. Look at him right now. Look at how turned on he is. Don't you think it was incredibly stupid to ever worry that he might not find you attractive because of some silly scar?"

Nejire looked down at Izuku's face and watched how he reacted to her bouncing. He was groaning lowly and biting his lower lip, and his eyes remained closed. She knew that they weren't closed because he didn't want to look at her or anything stupid like that though. They were closed because he was overwhelmed by the pleasure of her bouncing on his cock, much as she had been overwhelmed earlier as he went down on her and Ryuko played with her breasts. He was lost in his own little world right now, and she was the cause.

"Yes!" she moaned, both in answer to Ryuko's question and in response to how she was affecting Izuku. Her earlier concerns over her own attractiveness seemed truly silly now, and she was far too busy having the time of her life riding Izuku's cock to spare any thought to the injury she'd suffered or how her own inattention had caused it. She was lucky to be alive, and she was lucky to have Deku beneath her, groaning as she bounced on his cock.

Izuku's eyes finally opened again when he heard her loud moan, and the look of pleasure she saw there was like a shot of pure pleasure and pride delivered straight to her heart as well as her loins. Nejire whimpered with need, feeling herself coming very close to the end now. She couldn't muster the concentration to continue her bouncing, so she switched to frantically humping her hips back and forth, grinding her pubic bone against him and moving his cock around inside of her.

"Oh, Deku!" she sighed breathlessly. They had been building to this moment for so long now, and now that it was here it was all coming to an end in a great hurry. Nejire didn't lament her rapidly approaching climax though. She hoped that there would be more chances to enjoy herself like this with Izuku in the future, though they hadn't discussed any of that and it remained to be seen whether they would continue on with this in the future or if this would only be one single amazing night. But even without any guarantees for the future, there was no thought on her part to fight against her orgasm. She'd wanted him too long, this felt too good and she needed it too badly for her to do anything but race towards it as quickly as she could.

Nejire kept her hips moving, grinding on Izuku and making him moan while Nejire squeezed her breasts, playfully tweaked her nipples and nibbled on her ear. It all brought Nejire to the end swiftly, and even before it peaked she could tell that the incredible orgasm she'd just experienced with Izuku's head between her legs was about to have strong competition.

The dam burst, and she opened her mouth to moan her pleasure. For some reason she couldn't even express what she was feeling though. Her mouth hung open in a silent moan as the ecstasy rushed through her body, and Ryuko's fingers gave her nipples a little pinch.

"That's it, Nejire," the older woman panted into her ear. "Let go. Enjoy it. He's all yours."

Nejire did indeed enjoy it. She enjoyed it more than she had ever enjoyed any sexual encounter in her life. She sat there, rocking on Izuku's cock and enjoying her orgasm while Ryukyu licked and nibbled on her ear lobe, and savored the bliss that she found at the end of her first threesome as well as her first time with Izuku. Both had gone better than anyone could ask for, and it had all worked out exactly as Izuku and Ryukyu had hoped it would. They'd wanted to help cheer her up and show her that she was desirable, and that had been accomplished without question. She'd never felt better or more desired than she did now. Even after her orgasm finally receded and the heat left her body, she was quite content to remain mounted on Deku's cock with Ryukyu's lips on her for the rest of the night.

That was not to be though. "I'm really close," Deku told her. His voice sounded strained, and she wondered how hard he'd been fighting off his own orgasm and how close to the end he actually was. Her first instinct upon hearing the words was to resume her rocking and ride his cock until he came, but before she could actually do so the reality of the situation hit her.

He was not wearing any protection, and she was not using any method of birth control. There hadn't been a reason to since it had been quite some time since she'd had a visitor in her bedroom, but she could have cursed herself now for not having been prepared just in case. As much as the idea of Deku cumming inside of her appealed to her, it wasn't practical. She still didn't know exactly where they stood going forward and whether this would continue beyond tonight or not, but even if that had already been settled she was not ready to be pregnant. She was still getting settled into her career, and this was not the time for something so life-changing.

"I'm going to get off of you now," she said, "but I'm not going to leave you unsatisfied. I'll take care of you, I promise." Ryukyu stopped kissing at her neck and moved around to sit in front of her, apparently considering her part in this over for now, but seeing her put a new idea in Nejire's head. "Actually, we will take care of you. That is, if you're willing to help me, Ryuko."

Her mentor smiled at her. "I think I could be talked into that."

--

The heat of her ride was over, but the need to get Izuku off remained. Nejire was feeling playful and giddy, and she wanted Deku's orgasm to be fun.

Ryuko felt the same way, and it had actually been her who came up with the idea of how they could work together to finish him off. They were working together, rubbing their breasts against his cock playfully. This wasn't something Nejire had ever done before, and she wasn't sure exactly how it would have worked if it had been her trying to do it for Deku alone. Doing it with Ryukyu was much easier though. She didn't need to worry about proper technique or anything like that, because giving Izuku pleasure wasn't solely her responsibility. Ryuko's breasts were brushing against Deku's cock too, and between the two of them it would have been hard for him not to feel good.

Since the pressure was off, Nejire felt free to have fun and play around with it. She would rub her breasts from side to side, brushing them against his cock, and then she would trap it between her tits and slide them up and down. Other times she might try to keep rubbing them against the head of his cock, and at others she would direct her focus lower. There wasn't much need to worry about what worked best, because with Ryuko's boobs also involved and pleasing Izuku's cock in her own way he was guaranteed to keep moaning no matter what.

He let out a groan as she and Ryuko synchronized their movements so they had each taken one side of his cock and worked their tits up and down, and Nejire giggled. "This is fun!" she said. "There's no pressure. I can just play around, and with both of us doing it he's still going to feel good."

"Yes, the pressure is lessened quite a bit when you have another person to share the responsibility with," Ryuko agreed with a smile. "It's hard to go wrong when you have four breasts rubbing against the same penis. Wouldn't you agree, Midoriya?"

"Yes, I would," he said. Then Ryuko's tongue darted out to flick against the head of his cock, and he groaned. "Fuck!"

That looked interesting to Nejire. She followed Ryuko's example, sticking her own tongue out to take a lick along the head of his cock. He groaned just as loudly as he had when Ryukyu had done the same thing, so she did it a few more times. She and Ryuko traded off at first, one of them taking a few licks before giving way to the other, and all while their double tit job continued. Their waiting got shorter, and eventually it turned into both of their tongues being on him at the same time.

The next step happened accidentally, at least at first. Nejire hadn't meant to touch Ryuko's tongue with hers, but it had really been inevitable with them both licking him at the same time. Her boss didn't mind though, and in fact she responded by licking back. It spiraled quickly from there, as after a bit of licking they actually started to kiss around Izuku's cockhead. Their lips met in between his tip, and Nejire moaned. She'd never kissed another girl before, but it came naturally to her after all that she and Ryuko had already done together tonight. Ryuko was an excellent kisser, and her lips were softer against hers than any Nejire had felt.

Their kiss seemed to turn Izuku on as much as it did then. Nejire noticed that his groaning got much more pronounced once they started making out, and it made her smile against Ryuko's lips. He'd come back down from the edge somewhat in the time it had taken for her to get off of his cock and them to set this situation up, but she knew that those groans meant he was getting right back there quickly.

She didn't need to do anything special to finish him off. She just kept kissing Ryuko's lips while they rubbed Izuku's cock between their breasts, and it was enough to complete what she'd started while riding him. He grunted and his cock began to erupt all over them, spraying his cum against their faces and onto their neck, breasts and cleavage. It was messy and fun, and Nejire giggled and continued to kiss Ryuko while Deku doused them both with his seed. She'd already been shown greater pleasure than ever before earlier, and now she was seeing how fun sex could be. It had been a truly enlightening night.

--

"It seems like my job is done here," Ryuko said later, after they'd all cleaned up and composed themselves. Nejire was curled up in her bed with Izuku, snuggling into his side and resting her head on his bare chest. They still hadn't actually discussed where they would go from here, but she no longer thought she needed to, at least not with Deku. She'd met his eyes and smiled while he helped her clean up earlier, and something about the way he smiled back convinced her that they were on the same page. Neither of them wanted this to end tonight, and that Izuku allowed her to take him by the hand and lead him back into her bed like this without a word confirmed that he wasn't going anywhere.

Ryuko might be a different story though. She hadn't returned to bed with them, and Nejire wasn't as sure of what the older woman wanted. She knew what she wanted though, and she could make the offer if nothing else.

"You can always stay, if you want," Nejire offered. "I think my bed is big enough for three."

Ryuko's eyes widened slightly, and Nejire knew that her meaning had been taken. It was understood that she wasn't just offering her a place to sleep after what they'd done. She was offering for Ryuko to join them for the ride, come what may. Izuku gave her side a squeeze and grinned, assuring her that he was fine with her making the offer. Again, no words had been necessary between her and her kohai. They were linked, and they were both open to extend that link to Ryukyu as well.

The older woman smiled slowly. "If you're sure I won't be imposing, maybe I'll stay for awhile," she said. Nejire nodded at her, and Ryukyu smiled back