Here's my second BnHA fic. While writing Blowing Off Steam was a lot of fun, I got impatient, and posted it before I probably should have, so some of the characterizations were a little off. This one I took my time, wrote multiple drafts, and I'm much happier with how it came out. Getting back into the swing of things!

Midoriya knocked on the steel reinforced door as he slowly entered her lair. "Hatsume? Are you in here? Nothing is going to explode, right?"

"Be right with ya boss! Just need to finish this one… little… thing…" She grunted as she tightened a large bolt with an even larger wrench on… whatever it was she was building. Midoriya wasn't sure. It kind of looked like some kind of boat?

Hatsume was Midoriya's first and, so far, only employee at his brand new hero agency. After graduating from UA, Midoriya had bounced around from agency to agency working as a sidekick, but he could never find the right fit. He just wasn't cut out for it. His quirk, One for All, tended to overshadow his superiors' and he often found that they didn't appreciate being upstaged. He couldn't help it though, he had inherited his power from All Might after all. Not that they knew that of course.

So after finally being kicked out of Pop*Step's agency, the fifth one that year, he decided that it was time to strike out on his own and hang his own shingle. He used his inheritance from Gran Torino to get started, the Jet Hero had left him the building where he lived when they had met. After a little cleanup, it worked pretty well as a headquarters.

Midoriya had asked some of his former classmates to join him, but they'd all turned him down. Every other member of the former class A had been highly recruited after graduation, and were all well paid sidekicks across Japan establishing their careers. "It just isn't the right time to go solo!" was the excuse he heard over and over again. "Just wait a few more years, and I'll join you!" He'd been especially disheartened to hear that from Uraraka, for whom he still held a bit of a torch.

There was one person, however, who had said yes. Mei Hatsume was making really good money working for one of the top support item designers in the country, but when Midoriya asked if she wanted to come work for him, she quit on the spot and set up shop in his basement.

Over the course of their high school careers, Hatsume had built and rebuilt various pieces of his costume. Whenever he had a new problem with his quirk to solve, or a new move he needed help with, Hatsume was there with a wearable solution. She was also the inspiration for his "shoot style" fighting style. He kind of felt like he owed her for his career based on that bit of advice alone, because at the time he wasn't sure how he was going to move on from his injuries, or if he'd be able to at all. Because of all of that, he knew he wanted her on his team to maintain and upgrade his costume. But as she was far down the list of potential recruits, and everyone else had turned him down, he half expected her to do so as well.

Nobody was more surprised than Midoriya that she didn't. While he had enjoyed their collaborations in school, he didn't really expect her to say yes. Hatsume was always so hell bent on showing off her "babies" to recruiters in the support items businesses, and it had worked. She'd immediately attained her dream after high school, and gave it up just as fast. After she quit, she received call after call from her former boss trying to entice her to come back. She let all of those calls go to voicemail until the box was full.

Hatsume was finally done tightening the bolt. She dropped the wrench with a satisfied sigh, and turned to her employer. "So, what can I do you for, boss? Need something repaired? Something upgraded? Pull another new quirk out of your ass and need a new item designed around it?" She glomped onto his arm. "Or maybe you're here to test out my new baby with me!"

"Uhh… I don't really…" Midoriya started, before he was dragged away from the boat and towards a different project on a workbench. He still wasn't quite used to how touchy-feely Hatsume could be, especially when she grabbed his arm and stuck it between her breasts like that. He flushed pink as his elbow rubbed against her, the low cut tank top she wore left little to the imagination. He was also not seeing or feeling any evidence of a bra. He completely forgot why he had come down to see her as the feeling of girl-skin on his arm shorted out his mind.

"Oh, that isn't yours, I made it for Asui. She's really making a name for herself on Selkie's crew. He's expanding his fleet, and this is going to be her personal craft!" That was the one condition that Hatsume had when she started to work for Midoriya: She was allowed to take on any project she wanted, regardless of who commissioned her. Midoriya and his costume would be her primary customer, but she could have as many others as she wanted. She also would maintain all patents on her inventions herself. Midoriya didn't ask, but he was fairly certain this was the main reason she joined him in the first place; her old job had probably stifled her creativity by assigning tasks to her rather than letting her do what she wanted. They also kept the patents on her inventions, profiting off of her hard work.

"Hey, that's great for Tsu, you'll have to say -GWACK!" Midoriya was cut off mid sentence as Hatsume wrapped some kind of device around his throat. It looked like a new version of the mouthpiece on his costume.

"So, I had noticed that you don't really like to wear your mask, which you really should do, need to keep that identity secret after all. I redesigned your mouthpiece with more lightweight materials. I used a similar alloy as your Iron Soles so that it's light and strong. I added more ventilation so it will be able to breathe better. I've also integrated a radio microphone into the piece that connects with this earbud." She placed another device in Midoriya's left ear, a little more firmly than he would have liked. "I have a radio too. How's the sound coming through?"

"Ah… l-loud and clear!" he stammered, trying to keep up. A little too loud, but he'd figure out how to adjust it later. "Why the radio though? I work alone."

"Not forever you won't! I know you're still hoping one of your classmates joins us some day, you'll be glad you have it then. Besides! You'll have me to talk to at base! I can provide you with intel, or call for backup when you need it!"

Midoriya had to agree that it was a good idea to have someone in his ear if he needed help. And he had to admit, Hatsume had done great work. The mask was much lighter than his old one, and certainly breathed better too. "What about filtering?" he asked. "I need to be able to filter out gas and particulates sometimes, like at a fire or a quirk that manipulates gas." One of Midoriya's first big jobs was a collaboration with the police. Mustard, the gas user who had caused so much trouble at summer camp 5 years ago, was on the loose again. Midoriya was looking forward to taking him down himself this time.

"Yup! Press that button at the back along your jaw, and the filters will snap into place. Now it has the same performance as a military gas mask, and offers full NBC protection for up to 3 hours before the filters need to be replaced."

"NBC?"

"Nuclear, Biological, Chemical. It's top of the line!" She flashed him a smile and gave him a thumbs up.

Midoriya gave it a try, and smiled as he heard the filters slide into place. "It's great Hatsume! Thank you!"

"Anything for my favorite employer!" She smiled widely. Midoriya smiled and looked down. Yeah, he was certain she wasn't wearing a bra now, her nipples were starting to pop up and show through her shirt. It wasn't very cold in the basement, but Midoriya had been around Hatsume long enough that he knew talking about her tech got her motor running. "And now, Midoriya, maybe you can do something for me?"

"What's that?" he asked, but she was interrupted by All Might's voice: "A phone call is here! A phone call is here!"

"Sorry! That's the work line," he said, slightly embarrassed. "I have to take it!" He answered the call, a little glad for the interruption. "This is Deku… uh huh… uh huh… yes, I know where that is. I'm on my way!" He hung up. "That was Tsukauchi. The police know where Mustard is hiding, and they want me to join the sting operation." He adjusted his new face mask, smiling at the engineer with his eyes. "Perfect timing on the new tech, Hatsume. I'll let you know how it works on the field.

"Yay! Field testing is the best!" She jumped for joy, which did interesting things to her anatomy. Midoriya didn't know how she avoided bouncing out of her shirt. "I'll come with you!" she grabbed onto his arm again, and started to lead him out of the workshop.

"I-I'm not sure th-that's necessary!" Midoriya stammered, as his elbow got to cop another feel. He'd eventually get used to this, right?

Midoriya dragged himself back into their headquarters, exhausted and sore, but happy. They'd caught Mustard in his hideout by the docks, and he'd been sent to jail once more. What they hadn't counted on was that the gas user wasn't alone. He'd made friends with a villain who had a fire quirk, which made for an explosive combination. Midoriya hadn't had to deal with so many explosions since his final exams with Bakugo.

Hatsume walked into the headquarters without a scratch on her. She had only been there to observe after all, and her quirk, Zoom, while useless in a fight, allowed her to observe the fight from a safe distance. In this case, she'd stood on the roof of a building 4 kilometers away, but was able to see everything as if she were standing right next to the combatants. "That was great, Midoriya! You totally took them down so easily! We're surely going to get a nice fat payday out of that one!"

Midoriya smiled wanly at that. He didn't really want to think about the fact that he got paid to be a hero, but you needed to make money in order to eat. They had been relying heavily on Hatsume's side business to stay afloat while waiting for the hero calls to come in, and Midoriya was glad he could finally contribute more than the middling amounts he earned by stopping purse snatchers while on patrol. "Yeah! And the exposure should mean we get called in on more big jobs as well." He stretched his arms over his head, then winced as his scorched skin pulled and rubbed against his costume.

"Oh poor baby!" Hatsume yelled. She was instantly right next to Midoriya, observing the damage to his costume. "How bad is it?"

Midoriya blushed. "N-n-not that bad, just a strained muscle and some light scorching on my skin… oh wait, you meant my costume, didn't you?"

Hatsume pawed at his body, trying to see what needed repair. "Hmmm… seems that the armor plates in your chest took a lot of damage, those will need replaced. I'll make new ones out of my special alloy. How do you like the way I layer the plates for mobility? Any pinching? Do they affect your range of motion?" She grabbed zipper at the back of the costume and started to take it off.

"Whoa! Easy Hatsume, I can get that! Ah!" Hatsume's hands had found their way inside Midoriya's costume, and were feeling around against his skin.

"My my, you do have a hard body under here. Maybe you don't need the armor after all?" she grinned teasingly at him. "Nah, we'll make sure to fix up the suit good as new! Now, off with it! And get in the shower!" She started to pull at the costume, trying to get him undressed faster.

"Hey! Leggo! I can do it myself!" Midoriya pried himself away from the over-enthusiastic mechanic. "I'll put it in the hamper in the bathroom, you can come collect it when I get in the shower."

"Ok, but don't take too long! We need to discuss how the job went, and if I need to make any improvements to the mask!"

Midoriya sighed in relief as she turned on her heel and went downstairs. Yeah she was a little nuts when she got focused on her work, but damn if she wasn't the best in the business. He couldn't help but watch her ass sway as she walked away from him. Had she always walked like that?

He went upstairs into the bathroom and turned the shower on hot. Removing his costume, his scarred and muscled body came into view in the mirror. He stared at himself for a minute before the steam turned the mirror opaque, thinking back on his training as a hero. How he got each scar on his hands and arms. The feel of Hatsume's hands on his chest as she tried to strip him. The feel of her breasts on his arm as she dragged him around the workshop. The shape of her ass in those low riding pants. He was a little embarrassed that his brain kept going back to Hatsume, and he felt a warmth that had nothing to do with the steamy bathroom. Maybe he should have a cold shower instead? Nah, it wouldn't feel as good on his tired muscles.

Shaking his head to try to clear it of images of his employee, he dropped his costume and underwear in the hamper, and stepped into the shower. He sighed in relief as the hot water poured over him, and he stood there for a moment, allowing it to wash his aches and pains away.

Unfortunately, he couldn't seem to clear his mind of the pink haired woman in his life. Hatsume had always been very "hands on" before, and it had been weird, but he'd always been able to get over it. He knew she was going to be like this when he hired her, but he figured he could just try to ignore it. He had more important things to think about now that he was a pro hero! He looked down at his feet, but his view was interrupted by his dick, sticking out from his body like a flagpole. Geeze, he really was stuck on her if he was having that kind of reaction. He couldn't remember the last time he popped a random boner. He'd never relax if he didn't take care of it.

Midoriya shut his eyes and grabbed his cock. An image of Hatsume immediately came to mind, and taunted him with that low cut tank top she always wore, the feel of her skin, and how he could tell this morning that she wasn't wearing a bra, the way she swayed her hips as she walked away from him. Her back dimples, just visible above the waist of her pants, when she reached up for something. "Ahh! Mei!" he cried as he spilled his seed onto the floor of the shower. Her face smiled satisfactorily at him in his mind.

A shadowy figure watched Midoriya pleasure himself from the doorway. Hatsume was, of course, invited to enter while he was in the shower so that she could collect his costume and affect repairs. What Midoriya hadn't realized was that he'd neglected to turn off the radio in his mask, and she still had her earpiece. When she heard the noises he was making in the shower, she ran up the stairs, just in time to hear him call out her name as he came. She just smiled to herself, quietly collected his costume, and left without a word.

Refreshed, Midoriya went down into the basement to check on Hatsume's work, and discuss the day's events. He was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, his usual gear for between jobs. He could hear the washing machine churning in the distance. Hatsume must have removed the armor plates, and was washing the fabrics of the costume. It probably needed it, he certainly smelled a lot better now that he'd had a shower. Maybe he should ask her to make him a spare, so he wouldn't have to go on hero missions smelling like a farm animal. "Hatsume? Are you down here? How did the armor plates look? I swear, those two using their quirks together made it feel like you set off a bo… bo… boooooo." Midoriya lost all ability to think as he came up behind Hatsume, who was standing there without a shirt or a bra on. She was working on something tiny on the workbench.

"Be right with you boss! I just need to make a few adjustments to the microphone from your mask. I don't know about you, but I was getting some feedback in my ear during the fight. I wonder if one of those explosions knocked something out of alignment? Ah ha! There it is!" She manipulated her tools with precision over the flaw she discovered in the electronics. "Got it! That should work just fine now." She turned to face him. "So what do you think?"

If Midoriya's brain was having a hard time focusing before when all he could see was her back, this was much worse. "H-Hatsume! Y-y-y-you're not wearing a sh-sh-shirt!"

She smiled at him. "Oh yeah, you gotta take your shirt off when working with electronics, otherwise you risk static electricity shorting out what you're working on." She walked over to him, swaying her hips once more. Her large breasts swayed with the movement hypnotizing him. Her pants rode low on her hips, and he wasn't entirely sure how they stayed up. "I mean, I guess you could just ground yourself before touching anything, but this is much easier."

"D-d-do you think, maybe, you could put your shirt back on now?" Midoriya stammered. He was trying his best to look away. He would not act like Mineta. The last thing he needed was for Hatsume to sue him for harassment.

Instead, she smiled sultrily at him. "Maybe. Or maybe you should join me, and take yours off." She grabbed the hem of his shirt and dragged it up his torso, exposing his chest.

Midoriya clamped his eyes shut, and tried to turn his head away, but Hatsume grabbed is chin and turned it to face her. Then, wrapping her arms around his neck, she gave him a scintillating kiss, one that made his hair stand on end. Her bare chest mashed against his, he inhaled sharply at the sensation, drawing in the scent of electrical solder, WD-40, and something floral underneath that must have been Hatsume's deodorant. His own arms automatically curled around her lithe body to join the embrace.

Finally they broke the kiss, panting as they caught up on oxygen. "Now about that question I was going to ask you before we were interrupted this morning." She pierced him with her gaze. Midoriya felt like she was zooming in on his very soul with that look. "I want you to bend me over this workbench, and have your way with me."

Midoriya tensed up again. "Sh-shouldn't we go on a date or something first?"

Hatsume stood on her tiptoes, and buried her face in his neck, sucking on his skin and leaving a hickey. "We could do that, or you could undo my pants." She smiled up at him. "I heard you in the shower you know." She pulled the earpiece of her radio out of her ear and showed it to him. "You should really turn off your electronics when you're done with them." Midoriya's face resembled a tomato as he tried to stammer out an excuse. Hatsume just laughed. "So you were thinking about me! I should hope so, I've been working on getting you riled up all day." She laughed harder when his face changed from panic to confusion. "What, do you think I just walk around in the shop with no bra on all the time? I've had the worst back ache all day today! And don't look at me like that, I know you noticed."

Midoriya had no clue what to think any more. He had a woman throwing herself at him, an employee no less, and he just didn't know what to do. Sure he liked Hatsume, she'd been a great friend for a long time, and he'd gotten to know her a little better since she came to work with him, but was he ready for this? He wasn't sure about his own feelings, he'd never even seen a girl naked until five minutes ago. Were they going to date? Be boyfriend and girlfriend? Get m…

"Midoriya, you're mumbling," Hatsume said from on her knees. She was in the process of pulling his boxer briefs down his legs. His erection sprang up in front of her face, and she smiled widely. She grasped at it with a nimble hand, and started to stroke, moving his foreskin back and forth across the head. Her mouth opened and she took him in as deeply as she could.

Midoriya gasped and threw his head back at the warm, wet sensation of her mouth. Her tongue laved along the shaft and head in seemingly random movements, giving him shivers that went up and down his spine. Then she added suction, and bobbed her head up and down the shaft. That made his eyes cross at the sensation, and he was about to lose control when Hatsume released him with a pop.

Hatsume looked up at him with her golden eyes, and he could feel that piercing gaze once more. It was hypnotizing. She stood up, stroking him with her hand "Not bad, boss! You've lasted longer than I figured you would, though I guess you already blew your load once in the shower not long ago. Think you can keep it up for the main event?" Midoriya shuddered, in a daze from the sensations. Hatsume's hands were rough and callused from long hours working with tools, and felt really intense on his spit-slicked dick. "Mind blown, huh? Well, I guess I'll just need to take matters into my own hands." She pushed him back until his ass met the cold metal tabletop of the workbench, and pushed him over until he was laying on it.

Hatsume undid her pants, and let them fall to the ground. She wasn't wearing any panties, and now stood completely naked before him. He admired the hourglass shape of her body, her hips flaring out from a narrow waist to go along with the large breasts he was now familiar with.

Hatsume crawled on top of Midoriya, sliding her body along his. Every inch of her skin burned like fire as she slid up his body. She kissed him again. "Now it's my turn," she said with a grin. She moved further up his body, dragging her breasts across his face, then her stomach, until finally she was on her knees directly above him, and he could see her drooling sex hovering inches above his nose. He marveled at it for a second, taking it all in. Turns out pink is her natural hair color. "Ready?" she asked, and without waiting for a response, she lowered herself onto his face.

Midoriya had a hard time breathing as Hatsume inadvertently smothered him with her pussy. He pushed up on her butt with his hands, giving her something to sit on, and him room for him to breathe. The scent coming from her open sex was driving him wild. It was musky and sweet, and went straight to his hindbrain. While he wasn't exactly sure what he was supposed to do, he had a good idea based on what she'd been doing to him earlier. He stuck out his tongue and gave her a lick from the bottom of her pussy up to her clit.

"Ah! Yes! Do that again!" cried Hatsume. She moaned appreciatively when he did. "All over is good, but focus on the front. Suck on it!"

Midoriya followed her instructions, and soon he had a rhythm going. Hatsume moaned and screamed as he worked his tongue all around her pussy. He'd dig in as deeply as he could one second, and lick and suck on her clit the next. Hatsume started to bounce and grind on his tongue, his strong hands under her ass keeping her supported. Finally Hatsume peaked, and went stiff as she orgasmed over him. "Ahh! Izuku!" she cried. Her juices came out thicker and faster, nearly drowning Midoriya.

Coming down off of her high, Hatsume backed off of Midoriya's face, and sat on his stomach for a few seconds while she caught her breath.

Midoriya was so turned on that his dick hurt. He looked up at the woman sitting on his torso, leaning on his chest, and he felt a need that he'd never experienced before. He wanted her. And she very obviously wanted him too. He reached up and grabbed onto her hanging breasts, one in each hand, and gently squeezed. Hatsume gasped in surprise as her lover took some initiative, and then groaned encouragingly, biting her lower lip. He then dragged his hands down her sides, grasping desperately onto her hips. He pushed her back until his cock rested in the cleavage of her ass.

"Well, well, Izuku. Are you finally ready for the main event? Wait one second, I have something I've been saving for just such an occasion." She reached over behind some boxes of screws on the table and picked up something round, along with a square condom packet. It was a ring, made of some kind of silicon rubber, and had a bulbous piece on the circumference. Hatsume turned around in her seat, giving Midoriya a really nice view of her back, those dimples, and her firm ass. He just had to reach out and grab it, which elicited a pleased squeal from his lover.

Hatsume stretched the ring, and placed it around the base of his penis, then she tore open the condom wrapper with her teeth, and rolled it on him as well. She adjusted her position again, this time facing forward, his hard cock standing up between her legs. She pushed a button on the ring, and Midoriya felt the interesting sensation of vibrations coursing through his dick from the cock ring. "So how do you like my Baby # 4267?"

"It's different," he replied. "Mostly just feels kind of weird though."

Hatsume patted him on the cheek. "It's not meant for you." Then she demonstrated by grabbing his dick, and holding the shaft along the slit of her pussy. She gasped and moaned as the vibrations worked their magic. "Oh, that feels better than I was expecting." She pressed the button again. This time the vibrations grew stronger and began to pulse rhythmically, like a heartbeat. She smiled seductively. "It has 23 different settings of vibration strength, and patterns. You're gonna help me test them all." She sat up slightly, angled his cock to point at her entrance and sat down slowly.

Midoriya's eyes crossed and his head fell back onto the tabletop and he let out a long groan as his lover slowly impaled herself onto him. It had never felt this good with his hand. Hatsume felt warm and wet, and the ridges inside of her rubbed on his cock in all the right ways. Then she reached the end of his length, he clit firmly pressed onto to vibrating ring, and she let out a loud moan of her own. "Oh wow!" she said. "Oh wow!" Then she sat up slightly and fell back down, thrusting herself onto him. "Oh WOW!"

Midoriya had to agree, but at the same time, it wasn't enough. His hands went to her hips again and tried to get her to bounce faster. Having gotten used to having him inside of her, Hatsume complied, adjusting her stance slightly for ease of movement.

Midoriya tried to continue to direct her movements, but was mostly just along for the ride. Hatsume's eyes were closed and she moaned incoherently, her tits bouncing along with her thrusts. He grabbed one, and she squealed at the sensation. His rough, scarred hand adding delicious sensations to what she was already feeling. With his other hand, he reached down to where they were joined, and hit the button on the cock ring himself. The vibrations grew stronger, and started up a waltzing pattern.

Hatsume gasped, moaned, and stopped thrusting for a moment to grind herself against the ring, Midoriya's cock driven as far into her as it could go. She was getting close, but she had didn't want to outpace her lover. "Izuku," she managed between moans. "Harder!"

Something clicked in Midoriya's mind, and he knew he needed to take control. Without even thinking about it, he activated his quirk, giving him the strength to follow through on her command. From underneath her, he sat up, then without withdrawing from her pussy, he stood up off of the table. Hatsume grabbed on to him, wrapping her legs around his waist, and her arms around his shoulders. She kissed him fiercely, as he turned around and sat her on the workbench. Now he was the one in control, and she was at just the right height for him to pound her while standing up.

Hatsume was screaming now as he had his way with her, just as she'd asked. She wasn't expecting him to activate his quirk like that, and it had had some interesting effects. As the green lightning surrounded him, it also danced across her body, tingling her nerves. He also got a lot warmer, both his body, and the cock that was deep inside of her. And maybe it was just her imagination, but she could swear his dick was bigger too. Now it was she who was along for the ride, but her ride was more like a bucking bronco.

Now she thought, and reached between them to hit the cock ring 8 times in quick succession, a pause, and then 3 more times. Her baby started to vibrate harder than ever before, and rhythmically squeezed on its captured cock. "Cum for me Izuku!" she managed to get out, before losing her mind to orgasm.

Midoriya's head was spinning so much it felt like he was drunk. He'd heard Hatsume's command, and couldn't help himself. He drove himself as deeply as he could, and let go of his control. His whole body felt like it pulsed along with his dick, as he orgasmed . Hatsume's legs tightened their grip on his waist, holding him in as he throbbed.

Hatsume collapsed back onto the table, gasping for air as if she'd just run a mile. "That," she declared, "was a lot better than doing it with baby #236." Her body shivered as an aftershock hit her, Midoriya's dick had had one more pulse in it, and she hadn't expected it.

Midoriya laughed. He wasn't sure what baby #236 was, but it was nice to know he was better. He squeezed his prostate, which caused another pulse in his dick, making Hatsume jump again. He kinda liked making her react like that. Reluctantly, he withdrew from her body, a torrent of his cum flowing out of her as he withdrew. "Umm… Hatsume…" He looked down at himself. The condom she had put on him was shredded, and even burned in a few places. Something told him latex was never designed to withstand the power of One for All. "The condom broke. You're not going to get pregnant, are you?"

Hatsume stared at the ceiling, counting on her fingers. It might be a safe day, but it wasn't a sure thing. "Don't worry about it, it's ok," she said. The last thing she wanted right now was him panicking about something that might turn out to be nothing.

Hatsume tried to stand up, but found her legs felt like jelly, and wouldn't quite support her weight. She stumbled, and Midoriya caught her. "Heh, sorry," she said. Then she closed her eyes and grunted as more of Midoriya's cum flowed out of her and down her leg, the unexpected sensation giving her the shivers.

"It's ok," he said, and picked her up bridal style.

Hatsume blushed at being carried, then smiled. She reached over to her workbench and grabbed the box of condoms. "Why don't we take this to your bedroom? Lots more comfortable. You have a bed big enough for the both of us, right?"

Without saying a word, Midoriya carried her upstairs to his room.

Later, after two more rounds, they were lying together under the bedsheet, naked, satisfied, enjoying each other's company. Hatsume was lying with her head on Midoriya's chest, listening to his heartbeat. For once, she didn't have a million ideas for inventions racing through her mind. Maybe tonight she'd get a good night's sleep for the first time in a long time. She sighed contentedly.

Midoriya's mind was racing. Why the hell had Mei seduced him like that? Did she like him? Did she want to be his girlfriend? Or was this just some way to blow off steam? What was she thinking?

"Izuku, you're mumbling," said Hatsume, and he slapped a hand over his mouth. She raised her head to look at him, a small smile on her face. She held up a hand and started to count off his questions. "I've kinda fantasized about doing it in the workshop for a long time now, yes, yes, no, and for once nothing at all."

Midoriya concentrated and put the string of answers with the questions. "Ok, I have another question then, um, Mei." He swallowed. "Why me? Why now?"

Hatsume smile widened when he used her first name without prompting. She put her head down on his chest again. "I've had feelings for you since the Sports Festival. You're one of the few people I met at UA whose name I could remember. One of the few people I'd randomly think of while I was tinkering with one of my babies. I had my goals, and had to do my best to reach them, and you helped me with that with all of the support items you asked me to build. Everyone else thought I was just crazy Hatsume, but you believed in me. That's why when you asked me to come work for you, I knew I had to." She looked him in the eyes again. "I love you, Izuku."

"Mei…" Midoriya was stunned. He had no idea she felt that way. He looked up at the ceiling, thinking. "I… like you a lot Mei, you've always been a great friend, and I wouldn't be the hero I am today if it weren't for you." He looked her in the eyes. "I'm not sure I'm ready to say 'love' yet, but I do want to be with you. Is that OK for now?"

Hatsume smiled and hugged him tight. "Yes!" she replied. "For now." She gave him a kiss, then snuggled in close, and fell asleep.

3 years later…

Ochako Uraraka walked into the Deku Hero Agency. The bells above the door jangled to announce her arrival, but there was nobody there to greet her. "Hello? Deku? Are you in here?" She looked around the room. It kind of reminded her of a restaurant with tables and booths along one wall. A reception desk was on the right, but there was no receptionist.

Wait, there was someone sitting in the chair behind the desk. A little girl, maybe two years old, was coloring on a piece of paper with a crayon, her tongue sticking out in concentration. She had long, unkempt green hair, yellow eyes, and freckles across her cheeks and nose. The girl looked up. "Hi!" she exclaimed with a smile.

Uraraka smiled back. "Well hello there! My name is Ochako! What's yours?" The little girl didn't reply, suddenly shy. "Is your mama or daddy here?"

"Mama!" the girl said. She turned in her seat and pointed to a doorway behind her. Uraraka looked up, and saw a woman coming up from the basement.

"There you are, Inko!" said Hatsume as she came into view. She put her hands on her hips and looked at her daughter. "Your brother is down for his nap, and you should be too!" she then looked up and noticed Uraraka standing there. "Hello." She stared for a second. "I'm sorry, do I know you? I think I made some of the pieces of your hero costume."

"Hatsume? Hi! It's Ochako Uraraka. I was in class A at UA. Wow, I haven't seen you since graduation!" She looked over her old classmate. It was obvious that the mechanic was pregnant, maybe six months. "You look amazing! Motherhood really suits you."

Hatsume blushed, and put a hand on her belly. "Thanks. I think I remember you now. Gravity powers, right? Needed support items to get over the motion sickness." She picked up her daughter. "Why don't you come upstairs? I'll close up shop for a minute while we chat."

Soon, they were sitting together in the living room of the apartment upstairs. Uraraka sat on the floor, and was helping the little girl build a tower out of blocks. The two women were talking about the good old days at UA, and what had happened since. Uraraka had made a bit of a name for herself as a sidekick working out of Gunhead's agency. While Gunhead thought she was ready to be a hero in her own right, he just didn't have the need for another full hero at his agency.

Uraraka smiled at her former classmate. "Don't take this the wrong way Hatsume, but you were kind of… intense… at school, and I think it rubbed some people the wrong way." What she left unsaid was that even she wasn't a big fan of the pink haired girl at the time. "You seem to have mellowed out some since then. What happened?"

Hatsume shrugged. "My husband asked me that recently. The only thing I can think of is that at the time my inventions were the most important thing in the world to me. Then Inko came along." She looked down at her daughter. "I never really thought about having kids before I got pregnant, I thought my career was going to be too busy to have them. Once Inko was born it was like a switch flipped in my head. My babies are so much more important to me than my inventions ever were. I still can get really intense and focused around deadlines, which drives my husband insane, but my family always comes first."

"Well, I think it's a good change." Uraraka said. She then surprised and delighted the little girl by making the block tower she was working on float up to the ceiling. "Your daughter is so cute! But then I shouldn't be surprised. You were always going on about making 'cute babies' in high school." Uraraka giggled at her own joke.

Hatsume laughed as well. "Yeah, it's kind of how I snagged my husband. We were just messing around at first, and got pregnant quick. But we stayed together for Inko, fell in love, and he was ready to pop the question by the time I found out I was pregnant with Toshinori."

"Oh! I just realized I was still calling you Hatsume! What is your name now?" Uraraka asked.

Hatsume waived off her concern. "It's alright, I didn't change it. I'm too well known for my support item company that I didn't want to lose the name recognition." She smiled. "Besides, if you join the hero agency, I'd rather you called me Mei!"

"That's the plan, if Deku will have me!" Uraraka blushed. She rather hoped he'd have her as a girlfriend too. Now that she was a pro hero, she was finally ready to stop putting her love life to the side. "You can call me Ochako." She smiled at her new friend. "You said Inko here is a little over two, and Toshinori is a year old, and you're pregnant again already? I don't know how you do it!"

"Well, it helps that the manufacturing process is an awful lot of fun!" Hatsume laughed. "And being pregnant hasn't been that tough for me. I don't get much morning sickness, and can work through most of the nine months. Toshinori was almost born on a workshop table because I was so focused on a project I didn't notice my water had broken." Uraraka thought that it wouldn't be surprising if Toshinori had been conceived on that workshop table, and blushed a little at the thought. "Besides, once I realized how important my babies were to me, I wanted to be making them as fast as possible, just like I had before with my inventions."

Hatsume pulled her daughter into her lap, who looked like she was ready for her own nap. "My husband is great with the kids, and he helps a lot with them when he's not working so that I can work on commissions. We think we'll have another one not long after this one's done cooking, and then wait a bit before deciding if we want to go for number five."

Five kids? And four in quick succession! Uraraka knew she wanted one kid, maybe two. Five sounded insane. Hatsume's husband must have six hands to be able to handle it all. Maybe she ended up with Shoji? "May I ask who their father is? I'm sure he's a real keeper."

Hatsume smiled, but it was crooked, as if something she had been trying to avoid was about to happen. "Yeah, he's really something all right. He's out on patrol now, but he should be back any minute."

Uraraka was surprised. "Oh? I thought Deku was still working alone. I didn't know he had another hero working for him."

"…No, he still works alone out in the field, but I know he'd love it if you joined up! He could really use the help."

Uraraka's face froze as she slowly pieced it all together. The little girl dozing on her mother's lap had green hair and freckles. Her father was out on patrol. Deku was on patrol. Which meant…

Just then, the door opened. "I'm home, Mei! Sorry I'm late, I stopped to get milk for Inko and Toshi. Oh! U-Uraraka! Hello! W-what are you doing here?"

"Hi, Darling!" said Hatsume, as she smiled at her husband. "Ochako is here to join our agency!"

"Daddy!" Inko had woken from her light doze when she heard her father come in the room. The little girl ran across the room to hug his legs.

Midoriya picked up his daughter in a hug. "We'd love to have you, Uraraka! And your timing couldn't be better, we've been getting more work than I can handle by myself lately. At least, not if I want to be able to see my family more than an hour a day."

Uraraka smiled awkwardly as the flame of her first love fizzled out. She'd waited too long, and now it was too late. She sighed. "Uhhh… yeah. Sign me up."

"Great!" said Hatsume. She collected their daughter from Midoriya. I'll put this one to bed, while you two talk details."

Uraraka left a couple of hours later, employed, but disappointed. She got out her cell phone. "Tsu? It's Ochako. Are you free tonight? I need a drink. You'll never guess who I ran into today…"

Later that evening, Midoriya came up behind his wife who was washing dishes at the kitchen sink. He hugged her from behind, and laid a sucking kiss in the crook of her neck. Hatsume smiled at the attention. "If I didn't already have a baby in me, I'd make you put one in there for that," she said with a grin.

"I guess we'll just have to practice for the next one then," he replied.

She turned in his grasp, put her arms around his neck, and gave him a deep kiss, her bulging belly pushing against his much more flat one. Finally she broke off the kiss with a smile. "You know, you might want to go easy on the collaborations with your new employee for a while, send her on some solo missions. It might get too awkward otherwise. She's had a big shock today and is going to need some time."

"Oh? How so?"

"She had a crush on you since high school. Didn't you notice? She was always looking at you with hearts in her eyes. I could see it from kilometers away, and you know how unobservant I was back then."

"Still are sometimes," Midoriya said.

Hatsume smacked him on the chest. "I'm being serious here! Today she found out you were off the market." She looked down. "I feel a little guilty you know. I kinda stole you from her, and I didn't even recognize her when she walked in." She looked up again, right into his eyes. "But she wasn't the only one who had a crush on you in school, and when you came to recruit me, I had to take my shot."

Midoriya paused, and looked off into the distance. Sure, he'd had his own crush on Uraraka, but it was never the right time to act on it. Even after they graduated, they'd barely kept in touch, each too busy with their burgeoning careers. He'd never even known she'd liked him.

But… he was happy. Very happy. He had Mei, and the kids, and his very own hero agency that was really doing well. The rankings were coming out next month, and he was a shoe-in for the top 10. He was a little sad for missed opportunities with Uraraka, but his life had turned out great.

He kissed his wife. "I'll admit I wonder about what could have been, but I wouldn't give up you or the kids for anything. I love you, Mei. You're the best support item I could ask for."

Hatsume smiled at her husband, and drew him into a tight hug. "I love you too, my number one cute baby!"

Thanks to O'Donoghue for being my beta reader. he has some older fics in the Ranma fandom that are really good!