~Deku~

Is she touching herself? I shouldn't look. I need to be a gentleman. Wrestling with myself with stooping to peeping tom or knocking to let her know I'm here, I realize I've already seen her touch herself before, so this is no different right? Right? Slowly, I walk up to the opposite side of the shower head as the curtain is slightly open there.

The sight I come across is everything and more than I could imagine. Ochaco's body is glistening with what seems to be small jewels scattered along her body. One long leg is hitched up on the side of the tub. One hand has disappeared between her thighs. It makes small circular motions in smooth secession. My eyes continue to travel up her body, following the tuck of her hips to her tight stomach. Her many months of training are showing on her toned mid drift. Looking higher, the opposite hand is fondling her breast in opposite circles to the lower hand.

I allow myself to appreciate this rare glimpse of such an intimate moment before pulling back and stepping outside the bathroom. Silently stripping, I walk back into the bathroom and glide into the shower to continue this dream. This can't be real right?

Ochaco snaps her eyes open and drops both hands spinning to face me. Grabbing her shoulders, I turn her back around and nuzzle her neck while picking up where she left off. My less damaged left hand travels below her navel, while the useless hand stays higher up to play with her chest. Even in my large hand, she spills in between my fingers. Her lower half is already slick from her own ministrations.

"How long were you standing there?" She asks blushing.

"Long enough to know I will never see anything so beautiful in my entire life," I reassure her hoping to alleviate her embarrassment. Uraraka crosses her arms, grabbing my hands and turns to face me yet again. This position puts her in direct stream of the water, flattening her tussled hair. "Did I do something wrong?" I'm still new at this I guess.

A shy smile pulls at her lips as Ochaco looks at me from under her lashes, "You did everything right. I want it to be your turn." A loud grumble fills the small shower.

"Ha! How about we just shower and we can eat the food I ran to get," I offer.

*Huff* "Okayyyy, if you insist," she scowls. Hating the look on her face, I reach out and tickle the side of her stomach. "HAHAHAHA!" Her musical laughter rings out. "Stop, Deku! Fine! Okay! You win! We will just shower and then eat. Then, it's your turn." Grabbing the shampoo bottle, she pops the lid and turns it over to put the liquid in her hands.

I snatch the bottle out of her hands. I can't miss the opportunity to wash her voluminous auburn hair. At my action, her eyes widen and then narrow with suspension, but she lets me continue. With my free hand, I switch our positions, allowing myself to be under the water stream so I can wash her hair. Facing her away from me, I let go of her shoulder and squeeze out same amount I would use on my hair. Massaging her scalp, I move my fingers in small circles. Her tense body visible relaxes under my touch. She sighs in contentment.

I quickly realize she has WAY more hair than I thought and I have to return for more shampoo twice more. "How do you do this every time you wash your hair?" I inquire.

Giggling her answers, "Why do think I keep my hair so short?"

After I have thoroughly washed every inch of beauty before me, I prompt her to get out and go eat, stating I will be there shorty.

"But I wanted to wash you," Ochaco huffs.

I chuckle and close the curtain back to quickly wash myself. I don't want to smell the first time she wraps her mouth around . . . I stop my thoughts, becoming aroused yet again from the image in my mind. Hopping onto the mat, I grab the extra towel and wrap it around my waist before walking out to grab some food for myself.

~Ochaco~

While Deku finishes in the shower, I stuff my face before he can return. It seemed obvious he was in a rush getting food, as it was a little of everything. Grabbing the apple next, I sink my teeth into red flesh. It was strangely intimate, Deku washing my hair. It wasn't like when you go to get a hair cut and they wash your hair before hand. No, this was so much more. The way he caressed my scalp with her fingers sent tingles down my spine. I was looking forward to washing him after he was done with me. Secretly, I was okay with being sent away. I'm ready to return his favor from last night, but even in the shower, I was too afraid to look down at his manhood. I've never even seen one before! I realize with a jerk. I mean, I've seen pictures, but the real deal! How am I suppose to do this?! I did touch him through his boxers so it can't be that hard . . . right? My mind begins to wander on how I should begin this process, when Izuku walks out of the bathroom.

His towel is hung low on his hips, accentuating the V of his cut torso. A slight trail of hair travels below his navel disappearing below the towel. My mind goes blank at the sight of his bulging muscles glistening from his still wet skin. His normally unruly hair clung to his face. It was longer than I thought it would be lying flat to his head.

Realizing I was staring, I dropped my gaze back to my food and continue to eat. "I saved you some food," I smiled bashfully still looking down.

"Oh, thank you. I ate while I ran back up," he stated simply, returning my smile.

Still wrapped in my towel, I wished I could look as attractive as he did after showering. I finish my bite and get up from my seated position at his desk. Walking over to him I grab his hand and walk him to where I was sitting a second ago. Pushing him into the chair, his legs fall apart naturally. I look down, but everything is still covered. "Deku," my voice sounds so small even to my own ears, "I just want to warn you. I have never done this before."

"I know, we talked about it before. It's okay," he states not understanding what I'm struggling to say, "I as the same remember? I'm surprised I was able to do anything right last night."

He is so sweet. "No, that's not what I mean. Also you did EVERYTHING right last night." My cheeks heat as I stand before him, remembering his touch. Bringing myself back I continue, "What I'm trying to say is. . . I've never . . . seen . . . a um, one before. . ."

His confused expression becomes one of understanding as it dawns on him what I am trying to say, "Oh! You mean, not even a picture? Or videos?" I shake my head in answer. "But last night, when you started to show me how you pleasure yourself . . . You have pleasured yourself before, right?" This time I shake my head yes, my cheeks turning redder by the second. "Then what have you been watching before to help you . . . You know, finish?"

I want to float away out the window. Just let me float to the moon and never return, I think. I drop of gaze looking for a safe place to look, but he is aroused at the question so I dart my eyes to my hands as I grip my towel to my body. "I just thought it felt good. I didn't need an image. I've read some things, so I have an idea, but I never thought to look up a picture. What if I clicked on something and my computer got a virus!"

Deku bursts into laughter at my concern and worry, "Wow, you are innocent aren't you?" Izuku grabs my hands and pulls them away. The towel falls at my feet leaving my body completely exposed before him. A shiver runs down my spine and my nipples harden at his hungry stare. "If you want to see what one looks like, I don't mind volunteering," a smirk ghosts across his face reminding me more of Katsuki then the innocent Deku I had been talking to.

He leans forward and brings his lips over my right nipple, taking it into his mouth and sucking it delicately. Heat spreads through my body at the contact. While he does this, Deku takes a hand at my side and places it on top of the towel directly over his manhood.

"Oh!" escapes my lips as I feel how hard he is. I look down but can only see the top of his head.

He stops his suckling and looks up at me between my breasts, "Would you like me to show you what I look like when I'm thinking of you alone."

"You have thought about me before?" I am surprised at his admission. I continue feeling him above the towel as I look into his gaze.

"Ochaco, I have thought about this for a long time. I have dreamed of you wrapping your small mouth around me as I make myself cum," the words he speaks sound foreign to me. Who knew Izuku could be so dirty.

I drop to my knees and pull back the towel. His large erection springs free in front of my face and my mouth actually begins to water thinking about tasting him. I reach out and grab hold and he moans in pleasure. My hand seems so small in comparison. How am I suppose to fit all of this in my mouth?! Pushing the thought from my mind, I look to him for instruction.

In respond to my look, Izuku wraps his hand around mind and squeezes tighter than I thought would be comfortable and begins to pump our hands up and down slowly. "Just like that," he encourages. The pleasure is audible in his voice.

"Izuku, I want to taste you," and before he can reply, I push my head forward and lick the head of his penis. There was a small amount of liquid there. It tasted salty but delicious at the same time.

"Ochaco!" He must not have been expecting me to move so quickly. Fastening my pace with my hand, I continue to lick his penis all over, just tasting him. "I need you . . . ohhh. I need you to put it in your mouth Uraraka!" He is squirming below me, trying to stay still. Obeying him, I open my mouth and push him inside. "OHHHHH!"

~Deku~

My hands grip the side of the chair as I try not to shove myself into her mouth. She doesn't realize I am above average and there is no way she can take all of me at once.

She continues to pump her head, eventually taking away her hand so more of me can enter her small mouth. Her teeth graze me and I jerk a little. She pops off of me and looks at me horrified. Before she can speak, I grab her head and push her back onto me, "Just don't use your teeth, please." My words come out chopped as the loss of contact with her mouth is worse than her teeth touching the sensitive skin.

Her head begins to bob faster as she is taking my up to half my shaft in her mouth. This feels better than I could ever imagine. I take one of her hands and place it over my aching balls, "Gently squeeze these at the same time Ochaco. Not too much, they are super sensitive." As her hand begins to play with two circles, I struggle to keep myself in check. "Ochaco, your mouth feels amazing."

Possibly spurred on by my words, she somehow manages to shove my whole length down her throat. "OCHACOOOOO!" I grab her head and rip her off me as I nearly cum undone.

"Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?" her face looks terrified.

"No, gosh no. You did everything more than right. I was about to cum and I didn't want to freak you out your first time." My body shakes violently at the near orgasm, "I don't know how you managed to take so much of me into your mouth."

Thinking on it a second she replies, "Well, I have been working on my gag reflex for my quirk. Maybe that is how I did?" Still seated between my legs, my erection in front of her, she smiles up at me, "You really think I did a good job?"

How did I get so lucky? "You did MORE than a good job. How about a reward?" I ask. Before she can answer, I pick her up off the floor and place her on the bed. "Ochaco, I want to feel inside of you," I say as I push a finger inside of her hot center. She is already soaking wet from blowing me.

"Deku, ohhhh, you have already felt inside of meeeeee," she moans out her sentence as I continue to finger her. I remove my finger and line myself up at her entrance. Her eyes open as I position myself and the real meaning behind my words hit her. Looking at me with half hooded eyes, she nods as I slowly push myself into her.

"Uraraka, you. Are so. Tightttt." I concentrate on moving slowly, stretching her out gently. Her body tenses as I move forward, her brow furrowing. I pause a second to let her adjust. Reaching up, I graze my fingers over her forehead to smooth out her furrowed brow, "Am I hurting you?"

"No, I just need a second." We wait a moment longer before she says, "Okay."

I continue to push into her until I can go no further, buried all the way in. Stilling myself, I wait for her to let me know she is okay. I lean down and place kisses all over her face while I wait. Her hands reach out to cup my face as she nods for me to continue.

Before I lose myself, I draw out and pump myself in and out a few times slowly, but I can't take much more. I allow pleasure to take me as I pound into her relentlessly.

"Dekuuuuuu!" She cries out to me. Her calling my name, as I watch her boobs jiggle in rhythm with us, causes me to go over the edge. I thrust into her one last time hard as I come undone.

"I love you Ochaco!" The words leave my lips as I cum into her.

"I love you too Izuku!" She returns my words as she rides out her orgasm.

I fall on top of the beautiful girl below me turning us so she lies on my chest. I hold her to me as I secretly vow to be the best hero I can be so that I may always protect her.