She had done it. She had finally broken Izuku. That tall, proud, muscular, man of science had finally given in to his base instincts and was now fully expressing his desires for her. And she was receiving that desire readily. His hand held hers above her head, keeping her against the wall, while the other was grabbing onto where her waist met her hip, even through the clothing he was trying to grab greedy handfuls of her body.

The date had started out as a test. But they had been so wrong in what it was testing. It wasn't testing their love, their compatibility, rather it had been testing their patience. How long could they keep their hands off of each other when they were so desperately pushing each other into acting.

At the end of their experiment, Izuku had grabbed her hand, the one still above her head, the one he hadn't let go of, and pulled her through the streets towards his apartment. Only once they had their privacy did all of this start in a new and wonderful way.

Izuku was kissing her.

And she was kissing him back. Their combined desires for each other had finally reached the boiling point and they were now venting that steam in the only way they could. Not with words, thoughts, or talk, but with the baser more primal way of communication that made her head spin.

Contact.

Physical.

Intimate.

Contact.

Saiko tangled her fingers in with his, holding his hand tightly while she finally got the chance to run her hands through his long tangled green hair, the sensation was almost as wonderful as the kissing was But the moan he let out when she pulled his hair just the slightest bit, that was the real kicker. His unquestionable primal desire for her was intoxicating.

Her body reacted in kind, a moan escaped her as she felt his hand move to her exposed thigh, and traveling upwards.

A spark of fear coursed through her body. Just once. Just for a second. The realization that tonight, mere hours ago when her only goal was to get Izuku to admit that he loved her, that she was now going to have sex with Izuku. It wasn't a question of if, just a matter of when. That fear was replaced with an eagerness when Izuku kissed her neck.

She had nothing to be afraid of.

This was Izuku, someone that had been in love with her for years, and someone that she had loved for years. The more she thought about it, the further back those feelings had permeated, at this point she was ready to admit that her initial competitiveness with him had been nothing more than a ploy to get him to notice her.

"Admit it," Izuku's voice was low, hungry, and filled with energy. His hand grazed her bare stomach while he gave her collar bone a searing kiss that sent her body roiling in delight. Every single kiss made her more than ready for him. They finally stopped holding hands and he grabbed her waist with both hands. Another hungry kiss that was far too primal for someone as in control as Izuku.

Though perhaps all of this was him in control, and he was begging for the key.

Saiko pressed her back against the wall, giving herself just enough room to look at Izuku and those verdant eyes of his that were glaring at her with pure desire. How did she look to him, was she just as eager? Could he see everything that she saw in him? Why did they stop, they could be kissing more, more, more.

"Admit what?" She asked, hands grabbing onto his wide, powerful shoulders. She wanted to jump up, make him catch her, wrap her legs around his waist and kiss him. She wanted to kiss him, over and over again. There was no need for further experimentation, anything more would be a farce. Their desire was real.

Izuku was the only man in the world she wanted to be with.

"That you want this." Izuku's voice was low, barely more than a breath, his hands doing wonderful things just underneath her shirt, his large thick hands were making her increasingly aware of just how much she desired everything from him. She never wanted him to stop touching her. "That you're as crazy about me as I am for you."

"If I do?"

He leaned in, breath tickling her ear and making her entire body shudder. He reached down and grabbed onto her thigh, lifting her leg up and giving her the chance to do what she had been dreaming of for what felt like years. Her legs wrapped around his waist, his hands grabbing her ass while she grabbed his head and kissed him deeply. This test had proven to be beyond what she had envisioned.

"If I do," she breathed, barely long enough to kiss him again. "If I do, will you take me to your bed?"

Izuku groaned in response, his back slamming against his wall while he stumbled towards that glorious destination.

"If I do, will you strip me naked?" She asked, hands moving to her top and pulling it off, exposing the frilly black underwear she had carefully selected for this date. Her back touched his cold wall once more, his kisses greedily touching her now exposed chest.

"If I do-"

"When you do, I will kiss you," Izuku stated, kissing her on the neck. "I will take you to my bed, I will strip you naked, and then." His breath was a low fiendish growl. "We will make love."

"And after that?" she moaned, his lips trailing on his neck, extinguishing any doubts she had about this. "After we fully admit that we're in love, then what?"

"We act on that love." He growled, biting on her bra and pulling her into his bedroom. He half placed, half threw her onto his bed and loomed over her, kissing her again and again. Her hands were busy unbuttoning his shirt. She wanted to feel those bare muscles of his. "We date. Confirm that love night, after night." His kiss lingered for a moment. "After night. Then, I ask you to marry me."

"I like your apartment," she blurted out, eyes fixed on his now bare chest as he tossed his shirt to the side. "We should live here."

"Agreed."

She started to work on her pants, wiggling her hips as she continued to lay on his bed. "Children."

"Now?"

"I want two. Hopefully a boy and a girl."

"Agreed."

Her pants were tossed to the side, her shoes were somewhere else. Izuku's shorts fell down, revealing his glorious nude body to her. As base as it was, seeing him nude just made her all the more eager to have sex with him.

He unhooked her bra with skills that made her head spin, tossing the garment that she had spent ages deciding on to the side like it was nothing more than a dirty sock. Even the matching set of underwear was little more than a distraction.

Her breath came in short hot gasps as Izuku took this time to explore her body. His fingers moved along her skin like precision instruments, locating sensitive areas for his mouth and tongue to explore. He took a deep, needy kiss of her right breast, his hand squeezing her left breast as she moaned.

A kiss on the underside of her breasts.

A kiss on her stomach.

A kiss on her belly button.

A kiss even lower.

A kiss on her thigh.

A kiss on her vaginal lips.

A hot, wet tongue going in just a bit.

"Wait!" she half moaned half screamed, fingers digging into his sheets as she prepared her now naked self for him. She would never be ready for this. But that's what first times are for. To make sure that she would be ready for the next time.

Izuku looked at her, silent, still, and curious. He was in control.

"Be gentle."

He nodded.

When his hand pressed down into the sheets beside her, her body reacted, she had been desiring this, all of this, for so long that her body was way too eager for what was about to come. Izuku was gentle, reaching up for her face and touching it softly, giving her yet another kiss before trailing his hand downward, stopping only to grab her breast for just a moment before holding onto her hip.

He angled her slightly, opened her up, just the slightest bit. And then.

Insertion.

For the next few moments, she was silent, her entire body simply tensing and not listening to her brain as Izuku pressed further into her. As much as it hurt to feel all of him slide into her like that, it also felt good. It would have been worse if he had pressed much further, if he hadn't been so gentle. But Izuku was gentle. Those green eyes of his were scanning over her body, watching her every reaction as he entered her and his hands were rubbing her body in so many amazing ways.

So this was sex.

So this was sex with Izuku.

So this was sex with the man she loved.

Izuku moved slowly, the initial pain fading as the pleasure of the act began to fill her completely. She could feel everything down there, Izuku's long, hard penis moving with a deliberate motion while his hands took greedy handfuls of her bountiful chest. She had never felt so beautiful, so alive, so in love.

He kept up that slow, gentle motion, one hand keeping her hip in place, the other guiding her, each and every thrust making her feel like she was floating. The pain was gone, and the pleasure remained. But it wasn't enough.

"Izuku." She moaned, barely able to get so much as his name out without wanting to scream it. "You can go fas-"

She didn't even have the time to finish that statement as she was sent into a deep body filled moan that had her back arching, hands grabbing at the sheets and pulling. Izuku had understood her though, and grabbed onto her hips with both hands, and began to move faster. Just a bit, but the next thrust was faster than the last. Faster, faster, faster, deeper, so much deeper, his entire length was pulsing in and out of her, stealing her breath away and making her eager for more, more, more.

Her head felt like it was spinning, and her entire body felt both tense and relaxed at once. She could feel it coming. She knew what it was, her experimentations with masturbations were enough to make her recognize the feeling. An orgasm.

But it had never felt like this before. It had never felt so good. So forceful. So there. Where before it felt like just a splash in a pool, this one felt like a wave of unending pleasure coming barreling towards her.

"Izuku!" she screamed, her body tensing up. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted to kiss his face. She latched onto him, her body screaming as every single muscle contracted and relaxed at random times. It felt like she was falling, falling, falling, and then stopping for just a moment. She brought her face up to his and kissed him, her spasms subsiding for just a moment. He was still so hard inside of her. "I believe that you won this round."

"It wasn't a contest," he informed her, hands now on her ass. He moved his legs slightly so that she was sitting on his lap. "It's a collaboration."

"I don't think that's supposed to be sexy, but it really turned me on," she laughed, then squeaked, when his hips started to move up into her. It was completely different from when she was on her back. "What?"

"You can keep going right?"

She nodded. Apparently, it was easier for her to get off than it was Izuku.

But after two more orgasms, and losing her ability to walk for the next day, she finally felt what it was like to have Izuku's semen fill her up. It was a sensation she might become addicted to.

XXXX

Honestly, he didn't see this coming at all.

Sure, he wanted to kiss Saiko before the end of the date. But he didn't expect to drag her home and then makeout with her, stripping her down, seeing her naked, and removing all of their stubborn pride from each other that had been getting in the way of their relationship, resulting in sex.

He didn't even know if it was comparably good sex, nor did he care to find out. He finally had what had been missing from his life for years. Saiko in his arms, ready to kiss him at a moment's notice. Right now they were laying in his bed, the sex soaked sheets covering their naked bodies as they only half watched whatever Saiko had selected from Netflix.

Oh. RiIght.

They were already in a relationship, so it really didn't matter if he let her have this one victory. "Hey Saiko."

"Hmm?" she smiled up at him, her lavender eyes fluttering for a moment.

"I love you." He kissed her on the top of her forehead and pulled her closer. Then she swatted him in the chest.

"Hey! No fair! Guh! Now you're the first one to confess!"

"Are you serious right now?"

"Not at all." She kissed him again, then nuzzled her face against his chest. "I love you too, Izuku."

AN: The end! Hope you all enjoyed this one! *Before you bitch about rushed endings, yes, these stories are short, they're designed to keep me sane while I work on longer projects*