Toga Himiko

To be a hero means you gotta take courses…

Well, classes in the Hero Course tended to be... chaotic, at best.

One day, it's all about practical training, the next, it's canceled because the last group wrecked half the training grounds.

Injuries, quirks going haywire—interruptions were the norm. But even by a hero academia standards, this time was a whole new level of fucked.

Apparently, some second or third-year had a quirk freakout. Whatever the hell happened, it fried the school's entire electrical grid.

And at a school like such as this—overflowing with high-tech junk—that meant everything stopped working.

Luckily, the students hadn't moved into the dorms yet, so it didn't affect anyone too hard.

Well, except for one small detail...

Takashi Mitarai's solo life at home had been extended just a little longer.

"...Well, the silver lining is that Toga-chan got to come over," Mitarai muttered, side-eyeing the girl curled up against him.

"I just made it...! At least... at least let me have one last taste of you, Taka-kun...!" Her voice was breathy, almost desperate.

"Yeah, yeah..."

Toga Himiko was currently nibbling affectionately on his shoulder, soft and deliberate.

She was two years older than him, a fellow alum from their old middle school.

Her quirk's side effect—or maybe just her twisted preference—left her with an intense craving for blood.

Back in the day, she actually used to drink his blood. But ever since her mental state stabilized a bit, the craving had mellowed out.

Well, sort of…

These days, that bloodlust had morphed into something... else.

Now, she'd fake it—gently sucking on fingers, necks, anything she could get her mouth on. Like she was playing vampire in heat.

There weren't many people willing to put up with that kind of kink. Mitarai, however, let her indulge. If all she wanted was a little neck to nibble on, he figured: 'Why not? She's my childhood friend after all~!'

"Still don't get why you always go for the front," he murmured.

"It's harder from behind," she said, her voice muffled against his skin. "And besides..."

"Besides?"

"...I like when you wrap your arms around me, Taka-kun."

"Heh. So you are trying to seduce me."

'Goddamn this devilish girl, seriously~!' Toga had zero brakes when it came to sex.

One little tease and she'd be grinding on him five seconds later, begging for it. And right now, she was sitting right on his lap, nestled between his legs while he sat cross-legged, rubbing her body against him like a needy cat.

Soft. Warm. Pressing those curves against him and glancing up through her lashes like she knew exactly what she was doing.

"If I move into the dorms, we won't be able to do this for a while..." she whispered.

"...You wanna fuck?"

"I really do."

She didn't even wait for his answer.

Her lips crashed into his, cutting off any response he had. It started with short, needy kisses—little pecks that quickly escalated.

One after another, faster, deeper, hungrier.

Then her tongue slid between his lips, coaxing his mouth open.

"Slurp..."

She groaned into the kiss, heat rising in her private parts.

"Fufu... you're already hard," Toga added.

"Yeah, well... you're sexy as hell, Toga-chan."

By the time the deep, breathless make-out session ended, Toga was panting, eyes half-lidded and hungry.

Her hand was already stroking him through his pants, slow and deliberate.

The way she touched his manhood—like she owned him—only pushed Takashi closer to the edge.

There was no holding back now.

They stripped—shirts, pants, all of it hitting the floor—and stumbled together toward the bed.

There, atop the mattress, the lovey-dovey couple didn't dive straight into foreplay or penetration.

Instead, they simply embraced—completely bare, skin to skin, pressing their bodies together as if trying to smear each other's scent all over.

This wasn't some rare ritual between them, it was something that came as naturally as breathing before they had sex.

Whether it was instinctual marking, pheromone mixing, or just a twisted preference, it didn't matter.

The act had no real purpose for humans... and yet, by pressing skin against skin, the contradiction of calm and arousal brewed at once.

"Nnn… Taka-kun, you've gotten even more muscle lately," Toga purred as she ran her hands down his back.

"And you've grown a cup size, Toga-chan," Mitarai smirked.

"…That might be someone's fault for playing and massaging them," she replied with a teasing pout.

"I don't know. But honestly… I like Toga's ass so much better."

"Hyahn!? D-Don't go near my hole so suddenly!"

The room's lightly cooled air was no match for the heat building between them. Every touch became sticky. Skin that had once felt smooth now beaded with sweat, and the air began to carry the scent of sex, thick and musky.

Soon, droplets of sweat began to fall onto the bed sheets as if their bodies were melting together. Their shared lust started to resemble something primal, carnal.

Mitarai's thick, swollen shaft brushed against her slick, glistening lips. His pre-cum mixed with her love juice, and in less than a few strokes, the room was already filled with lewd, wet sounds.

Slurp… Slurpp…

"Haah… fuuuh~!"

"Shit… I'm already close to cumming."

"Ahh… Me too… I think I'm going to come!"

Their tension had been brewing from the moment their skin touched. By now, even the slightest friction was enough to threaten climax.

Their soaked genitals twitched, speaking a clearer language of lust than any dirty word ever could.

And then—it slipped in.

The head of his cock slowly pushed past her folds, wet and needy, gliding into her tight, eager pussy.

"A-ahh…! Fuuh… mmm"

"Haah… fuck… it's in… you're so wet."

"D-Don't say it out loud…! I've been waiting so long for this…"

Mitarai moved slowly, carefully, dragging along her walls inch by inch, stimulating her from the inside as her pussy spasmed and clenched around him with every gentle push.

Toga quivered beneath him, each tiny pleasure shooting up her spine and bursting in her belly.

Slurp… Squishh… Slip!

Bang~!

"Nnngh… It's in deep~"

"Ghh… fuck, I'm seriously gonna cum!"

"Hehe… seeing you trying to hold back, Taka-kun… It's too cute."

The tip of his dick now pressed right at the entrance to her womb, swallowed by her overflowing walls and drowning in her heat.

Mitarai's instincts screamed to release, to unload everything into her. But he fought it, barely.

Looking down at her flushed expression, her trembling legs wrapped around his waist, her arms locked tight around his shoulders—he knew he wasn't pulling out.

There was no escape. Not when she was this tight. Not when she was clenching down on him like her body was begging to be filled.

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