Yeah I got hit with a writing bug at like 2 AM so I wrote this in 2 hours

"And so, as you all embark on your undoubtedly wonderful careers as Heroes, remember the motto at your lovely alma mater!"

"Plus Ultra!" came the reply to Principal Nezu's speech from the crowd, which was made up of one Midoriya Izuku and those in his grade at UA.

The 18-year old felt the familiar feeling of tears welling up behind his eyes - after all those years, he still hadn't lost his reputation as a serial crier. Looking around at all his classmates, he found it hard to hold the tears back. They had been through so much, nearly died multiple times a year, almost lost everything they had held dear, and yet - and yet - they were still here. All of them.

Even…

"Midoriya, my boy!" Emaciated as he was, All Might - no, Toshinori Yagi - had survived the entirety of the conflict with the League of Villains. Izuku's mother, Midoriya Inko, trailed behind the skinny man, hesitating briefly before rushing forward and embracing her son.

"Izuku! My baby boy, you're so grown up! You're going to be an amazing hero, I just know it!"

Izuku gave the two a watery smile. "Mom… All Might... Thank you for believing in me!" He drew the two of them into a tight hug, one so tight he thought he'd never let go. "I couldn't have done this without you…"

"Nonsense, my boy!" replied Toshinori. "You would have found a way regardless of my intervention - it's just the type of person you are. You already are a hero, Izuku."

Izuku couldn't hold back the tears anymore. And so, once more, he cried.

The graduation ceremony was over, but everyone stayed on campus and mingled for a lot longer than expected, especially Classes 1-A and 1-B. It was like a part of them was at UA, and if they left they'd lose that for good. It was only once the sun began to set that the former students began to depart with their families, trickling out of the school one by one.

"It'll be weird not coming back next year, huh, Deku?"

Izuku turned to see the face of his best friend - Uraraka Ochako.

"Yeah," he said. "I'll miss this school. I'll miss everyone." He looked at the darkening sky, where stars were almost visible. "It feels like just yesterday you saved me from tripping and falling at the entrance exams…"

Uraraka giggled at that. "We both know it was you that saved me that day, Deku, so I don't wanna hear it!"

Izuku smiled at the feigned anger in her voice. "Let's just say we both saved each other and leave it at that!" He rubbed the back of his now-red-tinted neck.

"Yeah… though, to be honest, you saved me more times than you might know, Deku."

He looked away from the sky and into her eyes, where emotions that he couldn't identify were churning. "Izuku, I…" she started. Then, her gaze narrowed and became resolute. "...I have something I've wanted to tell you for a long time…"

Izuku, having become a bit savvier as an 18-year-old, was freaking out. It was evident what Uraraka wanted to say, but he didn't know what to say in response. Did he accept? No, he had to reject her! But how could he justify it? Maybe say he wasn't ready for a relationship? That he didn't want to ruin their friendship? That he didn't even like girls in the first place?! There truly was no good option, but anything was better than-!

"...but it can wait."

Huh?

Uraraka straight-up guffawed, presumably at the look on Izuku's face. "Sorry, sorry - I don't mean to confuse you, Deku! But…" She clenched her fist. "...the truth is, I'm not ready to tell you just yet. So I won't! But I promise, you'll know one day - so wait for me, Deku." She put her fist out at a blinding speed, nearly punching Izuku in the stomach.

However, he gave her a shaky smile and returned the fist bump with as much vigor as he could muster, and with that, Ochako left the school.

So, as the night sky finally revealed itself, the last one left was Izuku.

He turned on his heel and began to move through the school without a destination in mind. He had already told Toshinori and Inko to hurry home without him - he wanted to stay a while longer, and walk the halls of his dream school one last time. They had understood and promised they wouldn't begin celebrating until he made it back to them.

Truly, Izuku thought, he didn't deserve them.

He had barely deserved this chance - the chance to come to UA, to learn to be a hero in the first place… And given his recent exploits, he was already halfway there. People already knew the name Deku, and now it was only a matter of consistency. He'd continue to save people with a smile, and he'd make his way to the number one spot, without a doubt.

He really did owe a lot to his friends, Uraraka especially.

Unfortunately, the thought of her brought Izuku's brain to a screeching halt. Izuku wasn't naive - she had been about to confess to him back there, but something had stopped her. Maybe she hadn't felt worthy of him, or something along those lines. Cruel as it might be, Izuku couldn't help but be grateful that she decided not to confess.

It wasn't as if Uraraka wasn't cute, because she was. Many a fantasy belonging to Izuku had involved the tight spandex of her hero costume, and most of them weren't safe for public consumption. The memories turned Izuku's face fiery and did some uncomfortable things to his trousers.

Cute as she was, Uraraka just… wasn't his type. It wasn't that she was too bubbly, or too competitive, or too determined, or anything like that. In fact, Uraraka would probably be a great girlfriend! It's just…

...she was too young.

And that went for all the other girls in Izuku's grade. All of them 17- to 18-year-olds, all of them too young for Izuku. He preferred his women a bit on the older side. They didn't always have to be much older than him - 25 was fine enough for him - but in general, the older the woman was, the much hotter it was for Izuku.

He had his limits, of course - the oldest he had ever seen someone be hot in his eyes was around 60 years, but beyond that, he wasn't interested.

He sighed. Where would he find an older woman who was interested in a younger man like him? It seemed to him that women usually went for men older than them and that men usually went for younger women. It was horrendously unfair, he thought. But there was nothing to be done about it. All that he could do was put himself out there, wait, and hopefully he'd find a woman nearly twice his age who would be interested in him romantically - or even just sexually, at this point.

Distracted by these thoughts as he was, Izuku didn't notice the figure walking the same hallway as him.

"Damn!"

"Ouch! Sorry!"

The two of them tumbled to the ground in a mess of limbs. Izuku groaned. Not only had he missed another person being on campus grounds, but he had run right into them… Aizawa would've ripped him a new one.

"Care to get off, Midoriya?"

"Huh? Who-?" Horror filled Izuku's eyes as they locked with the smug ones of the woman beneath him. "Midnight-sensei?!" he exclaimed, scrambling away from her prone body as quickly as he could.

"Please, Midoriya, I'm not your teacher anymore," she said and lifted herself off of the floor. Izuku could see that she was in her usual costume, which made sense - it was the end of the day, and she probably had patrol soon. "We're colleagues now, so just call me Kayama!"

"Y-y-yes, Midni- I mean, Kayama!" He bowed deeply to his former teacher, absolutely mortified.

"Good, good, Midoriya. You wanna chat me up for a bit?" Her smile went from cheerful to teasing with an ease that Izuku had seen many times in class. "All the rooms are empty, so there's no chance anyone could disturb us."

"S-sure, Kayama! That'd be great!"

Izuku could've sworn her smile turned predatory for a split second. "Good! Follow me, then."

Izuku trailed behind Midnight - Kayama, he reminded himself - and wondered what it was she wanted to talk about. Surely it had to be important, considering she was still here after school. Actually, what was that about? He'd have to ask her when they talked.

Surprisingly, they hadn't come to a classroom yet. All they had seen so far were walls and more walls, with the occasional window to break the monotony. While it drove Izuku's anxiety up the wall, it meant that he had ample time to ogle Kayama.

While he felt a bit like Mineta for thinking that, he knew in his heart it was futile to fight his thoughts. Yes, Kayama was smoking hot - he knew, she knew, everyone knew. Plus, she was 32, a little less than twice his age. Kayama was a fantasy for Izuku since he had discovered his thing for older women. He would do anything for a chance to sleep with her, or even take her on a date, but the chances of that happening were slim to none. What would she want with a green hero when she could have anyone she wanted as a pro hero?

So, in lieu of sex, he would settle for staring at her ass.

Unfortunately…

"Like what you see back there, Midoriya?"

...Kayama sensei had noticed.

Izuku's eyes immediately snapped up to stare at the back of Kayama's head, but she was looking right at him - even if he hadn't seen her looking at him, the wide smirk on her face was enough to let him know she caught him redhanded.

"I - I - I - I'm - "

"Midoriya, calm down!" She began laughing uncontrollably. "I'm only teasing - come, not much longer."

"R-right…" he answered. Putting aside his mortification, for the time being, he started to walk behind Kayama again.

"Besides, Midoriya, I don't mind if you stare."

"What?!"

She winked at him, smirked, and walked forward, this time putting more emphasis on the sway of her hips and the way it made her ass look. She really was teasing him, he realized. Just not in a completely innocent way, but more in a way that made him want to relieve his stress.

Putting aside his mortification and arousal for the moment, Izuku followed her dutifully until they finally reached a classroom. "Here we are," Kayama said as she opened the door. The two walked in, and Kayama sat on top of the teacher's desk while Izuku stood next to her, his back against the blackboard.

"S-so, Mi- Kayama, what did you want to talk about?"

That smirk hadn't left her face since she had caught Izuku, it seemed because she had another one gracing her face. "Oh, nothing special, Midoriya. Just the opportunity of your lifetime."

He raised an eyebrow at that, all other emotions pushed aside in favor of confusion. "B-but, I've already interned with so many different hero organizations… do you think I need a volunteer agency to become a hero? Maybe it's with a very prolific hero. Maybe…"

Kayama laughed, interrupting Izuku before he could began to mumble too much. "Not that kind of offer, Izuku. It's a different kind… a special kind."

Izuku was still confused - maybe even more so. "How so, Kayama?"

"Well, Midoriya… let's just say that being around horny teenagers all day is tiring! I get to hear about all your relationships, your first times, who you want your first time to be with - it all makes me very angry…" she smirked wider if that was even possible. "...and very, very horny."

Izuku's eyes shot open, and his embarrassed arousal returned in full force. "H- h- h- h- h- horny?"

"Yes, Izuku…" Kayama's tongue ran along the length of her lips. "...horny," she purred.

"W-well, Kayama, what does that have to do with me?"

"You ask, Izuku, and yet, I think you already know…" her sly grin turned into one of hunger as she cast her eyes downward, staring at what Izuku knew was a very obvious erection trying to poke its way through his pants.

"Kayama…" he began, arousal coursing through him and making him harder by the second. "We can't."

"We can, Midoriya." She got out of her chair and sashayed her way towards the former student. "What's stopping us? You aren't my student anymore, and I know you're 18." She came face to face with the boy - she was so close to him that he could feel the body heat radiating off of her.

"Even before then, you were so attractive, Midoriya…" A shudder ran up his body as she began slowly stroking his erection through his pants. "And don't think today was the first time I notice the way you look at me." She smiled at him, took joy in hearing his quivering breaths. "I convinced myself to wait until you were graduated to hit on you, though…"

Izuku was losing his composure. One of his first big fantasies could become a reality…

"But what if someone comes back on campus? Or the cameras in this room are still on? Or - mmph!" Kayama's mouth was pressing against Izuku's, and while he didn't respond initially, he soon kissed back with gusto. Amateurish as he was, he found that Kayama was a guiding presence, showing him the proper way to make out with her. When they were finally done, they pulled away, a trail of spit connecting the two.

"I've taken care of all of that stuff, Midoriya." This close, he could see the blush beginning to form on her face, could hear the harsh breathing that betrayed to him her level of arousal. "So don't worry about it. Just shut up and fuck me."

Izuku's composure didn't stand a chance in the face of that line, and in the end, his choice was obvious.

Due to the rules on the site regarding smut, you'll have to head over to Ao3 for the porn. That being said, I'll be posting the non-smut parts here, so if those aren't your thing, feel free to keep reading here. Follow me on twitter at JamesMThomas_9 or tumblr at jamesmthomas9 and I'll probably post updates and stuff.