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Chapter 1

Rowdy Late Night Scandal

We love the night for a reason.

Whether it be civilians, criminals, heroes, or villains, they all have some form of fondness for the night for what it provides them, covering for their scandals.

We all have scandals we participate in, they may vary in degree, but everyone has something they don't want anyone to be able to see and know about. What better solution to that problem than using the natural shade the night provides to do those activities. Sometimes people want to be able to act out to deal with their struggling lives without instantly getting repercussions, the obvious ones are the ones wanting to commit crime, others may be a hero wanting to enjoy their time off without being hassled by the press and fans-

-And some need the night to hide their love affairs.

In the living area of the UA dorm, a small group of students consisting of Izuku, Kirishima, Kamanari, Tetsutetsu, Kendo, Mina, Setsuna, Bakugo, Sero, and Jirou had gathered together to play a couple of card games. It was surprisingly a peaceful night, well… as peaceful as a gathering can get with some of the most rowdy students in the entire hero course. As time passed, the night drew on and before they knew it, it was close to midnight.

"I think I'm done for the night," Izuku Midoriya announced with a stretch, standing up from his seat.

"You're leaving already?" asked Kamanari.

"Yeah it's getting late and I'm exhausted from my training today."

"Come on, you can stay for one more game. It's the weekend anyways so we don't have school tomorrow."

"Nah let him go," exclaimed Bakugo, who was aggressively shuffling the cards, "It's just one less person to beat!"

That was when Jirou interjected with, "You haven't even won once yet."

"That's because this bitch keeps cheating!" The blond yelled, pointing at the green haired woman.

Setsuna shrugged as she lifted her hands innocently in the air to supposedly show that she had nothing up her sleeve, "I don't have the darness idea of what he is talking about. I'm doing no such thing, I guess I'm just extremely lucky to always beat you," she spoke calmly but she had a devious smile across her face, proudly displaying her smugness.

"Lair!" Bakugo yelled, pointing at her again but this time directly at her hair, "Your hair is covering the right side of your face, you're using your quirk to send your right eye around to see my cards aren't you!?"

The greenette gave a sham of a gasp, looking like she felt offended by the accusation.

"I can't believe that you would accuse me of partaking in such a… devilish deed. My eye is still here, see?" she tells him, lifting up her hair to show that she had both eyes, "Can't a robust woman change her hairstyle once in a while, you really know nothing about girls dear Bakugo."

"They're at it again," Kirishima sighed.

"Sorry bro, she's so persuasive in letting her come along and I don't know how she keeps finding out about these get togethers. I think she literally got ears all over," Tetsutetsu states.

Sero stretches as well, adding, "I just don't get why it matters who wins anyways, not like much of this matters. I guess that's why Jirou sticks to her phone the entire time?"

"Yup," was all the punk rock girl said, she continued to text on her phone not paying attention to the ramblings taking place.

Out of the corner of Jirou's eye, she spotted Izuku, taking advantage of the distraction to flee to his room.

With nightime being all but a perfect excuse, we never know what the people close to us do when they leave our sight. What do they do alone, how they spend their nights before going to bed, and what are they hiding from others?

After Izuku entered his room, he closed the door behind him and made sure to have locked it. Strangely he did not turn on the lights, leaving the moon as his only source to brighten his room. He spent a couple of minutes cleaning his room the best he can, it was difficult to manuver in the dark around his vast collection of All Might merchandise but he managed to get it presentable enough where he wouldn't feel embarrassed about having company over.

Speaking of company-

Tap tap tap.

The tapping of the window caught his attention, a small smile appeared on the young teen's face.

'She's here!'

TAP! TAP TAP TAP! TAP! TAP TAP TAP TAP TAPPITY!

"Gah!" The boy panicked at the sudden rapid noise and quickly rushed over, 'Why does she gotta be so impatient? Someone might hear her!'

Quickly opening the window, Izuku was about to lecture his visitor about the danger but was cut off before he began when a figure swiftly flew into the room and knocked him flat onto his back causing even more noise.

The figure stopped it's flight and softly landed on the ground. It slowly walked over to the laid-out boy till her feet were right by his head and squatted down, allowing the moonlight to reveal his late night visitor was no other than Nejire Hado. Her lovely periwinkle hair was wrapped around her light pink nightgown like an elegant scarf, it was done so that she could stand out less whenever she flew over but it felt like he was being visited by a majestic flying maiden.

"Izuku, you're too loud," she whispers, holding a finger to her plush lips, "Someone might hear."

'You were the one making all the noise!' was what Izuku wanted to shout but he was smart and kept it in, not wanting to cause anymore ruckus then they already had, 'Ah it's useless to argue over this, whatever I say to her about this now would probably flow in one ear and out the other anyways. She's so spontaneous at times, she'll probably change topic before I even finish-'

"By the way your room is alot cleaner than I last remembered, you tidy up the place? You did a real great job," Nejire pointed out as she looked around the room. She had instantly stopped whispering, defeating her prior statement about being quiet by talking in her normal voice. She then continued her streak of extemporic actions by giving him a kiss on the forehead, "Also hi!"

Somehow, through the tinted shadows that surrounded the room, her smile was as illuminated as ever.

'I can't get mad at her, I just gotta pray these walls are thick.' Finally getting himself off the ground, Izuku replied, "Yes I did, after you pointed out how cluttered it felt in here I thought to clear it out a bit."

"Aww, you didn't have to do that for me," Nejire told him with a warm smile, being flattered for a mere second before her mind went off somewhere again, "So what are we doing tonight? Cards, games, puzzles?...Cards?"

"Well I was thinking we can-"

"Oh! Oh, oh, oh! I got an idea!"

The next thing the Izuku knew, he was being dragged toward his bed. Being the very hormonal teen that he was, when a gorgeous girl comes to his room late at night and starts leading him to a bed, he's going to get some lewd thoughts. Fortunately, Nejire's mind was too in the clouds to even see the gutter Izuku's mind was in.

Her plans were instead spending the next hour snuggling on the bed, with Nejire laying her back against Izuku's chest so the two could watch videos off her phone. She had wrapped her twisty hair around the both of them so it wouldn't get in the way and they could feel comfortable being so close together. It was astonishing that the usually hyperactive beauty could conjure such a peaceful couple activity, where despite doing nothing but making comments about the videos they watch, they felt closer than ever.

"Hey, hey, Izuku. Why is glass usually green? Is that its natural color? If it is then how do we get different colors of glass? Shouldn't they all be transparent, ain't it strange but amazing that we were able to turn that stuff into mirrors that reflect things almost perfectly?" Nejire asked after seeing a clip of the Pro Hero, Cow Lady, fight against a villain with the ability to create glass. Talk about a bad match-up.

"Well that's because most glass is made with iron-oxide, while it's thin you won't notice color, the green really starts to show once it gets thicker because of all the impurity iron-oxide cause," Izuku answered, answering only the main subject of her tirade.

"Wow, how did you know that? Is it because that's the secret of your hair? Is your hair made of glass, how do you keep it from breaking!? Wait no, that doesn't make sense. But could your hair have that ion-oxycide thingy?"

"It's iron-oxide and no, my hair doesn't have that, it's just genetics. Also you remember those fruity melon drinks I was obsessed with a few months ago?"

"Yeah, yeah, they got really popular by getting multiple heroes to sponsor different flavors. There was Present Mic's Lemons, Endeavor's Code Red, Wild Wild PussyCat Blend, oh and my favorite was Miruko's White Surprise!"

"They all had little fun facts on each bottle cap that I ended up reading, now my mind is filled with trivia facts."

"And I'm just now finding out about this! You shouldn't say that earlier, we could've had so many interesting conversations!"

"Would you have remembered any of them?" he didn't see a point in talking to her about mackerel just to have her forget it next week.

"I would've, you're mean keeping all the fun stuff to yourself!" She scolded him, looking back at him with a pout that was supposed to show that she was aggrieved at him but ended up being too adorable to take seriously.

At this point of their relationship Izuku had gained enough confidence to wrap his arms around the bluenette's waist, pressing their bodies together to the point where they might as well be one being if their clothes weren't still on. He can feel their body heat fusing, warming them up to the point where they didn't need a blanket to deal with the chilly breeze of nightime. The feeling of her stomach slightly expandinig and contracting with each breath she took sparked an instinctual intimacy in the boy.

"I'm sorry, I'll share next time I find out something interesting," he whispered in her ear, hoping it'll cheer her up and get her to be quiet again.

He felt her shoulders quiver before she quickly turned away, a sign that it worked as she only mumbled, "You better, or else I won't forgive you."

"I know, I know."

During these movements, Izuku learns a lot more of the settled things about Nejire that most won't notice as they only see her more active side. For one, despite how long and fast she can speak, her breathing almost never becomes ragged because of it nor does her heartrate fluctuate, what kind of outrageous stamina does she have to have to achieve that feat is as mysterious to how One For All functions. She also loved it when he breathed on her neck, once stating how his breath prickled her skin in just the right way. Another thing was that she had a weakspot, two infact that have vastly different effects on her. Just touching her left rib cage in the right way, specifically the rib second from the bottom, will send her into a giggling fit. Izuku made sure to never make that mistake again after a wandering hand accidentally brushed against it when they were making out in secret, she laughed so hard that it exposed their hiding location and he barely managed to make an alibi to explain the situation.

The other spot will be something he saves for later, for those extra special moments that need a little bit of a push to get things moving.

It may be her sleepiness from how late it was that made her so cutely calm but he'll be a liar if he said he didn't love this side of her as well. He wanted more, it was moments when she's like this that he could explore her more, and she knew it as well. Mostly because Izuku had a habit of his that gives it away.

"Izuku," Nejire says looking back at him with her sparkling eyes, "You're rubbing my leg again, that means you want to do it again tonight right?"

Izuku stopped moving his right hand, apologizing, "Sorry, my mind wandered too much and my-"

"No, it's ok," Nejire replied, putting her phone down, "I can feel you getting harder and was about to ask anyways."

Causing the boy's face to go red at his own weakness, the bluenette giggled at how flustered he looked before planting a kiss on his lips. Their lips parted for a fragment of a second before reconnecting again, this time with more passion than before. The savory taste of the other's tongue was too addicting for either of them to pull away from, like a spell casted was over them that invigorated their actions.

The young woman led her lover's hands to her chest, guiding them in massaging it through the fluffy fabric. She knew that wouldn't be enough to satisfy her boyfriend's desire, swiftly unbuttoning the top four buttons of her nightgown, freeing them up for Izuku to pull out her well endowed chest to play with. His scarred hands delicately navigated around her milky white curves, getting a tight grip on each melon and shifting her breasts around with a light but ever increasing aggression. Through their canoodle, Nejire would constantly moan from her special treatment, barely able to keep up her end of the tongue feud.

Becoming more playful, the emerald hair boy began playing with her nipple, using his favorite technique to use on her. A few weeks ago after accidentally busting up his right hand…again, he was left with scars on the interiors of his palm. To his later benefits his scars spread to his thumb, pinky, and middle finger, his kingly three. Using them whenever he plays with her nipple when he really wants to vitalize her, rubbing her sensitive area with the thicker texture of his scarred skin gave her a special kind of sensation that made her quiver, it was like a tonic to her. The constrast of the rough skin against her soft smooth one made for an unexpected godly combination, each stroke was comparable to a toothbrush grazing against her tit and she loved it! She'll squirm, it would make her drool if it went on long enough, and if it wasn't for the fact that he was constantly muffling down her moans with their kiss she would've woken up the entire floor.

"Mmmphm….mmm...mm! Ah! I-Izuku...mmmmmahh!"

She was trying to speak but the pleasure was getting to her, pushing out the ability to speak straight out of her mind and pulling in nothing but hazy lust. She started grinding her hip, her toes curled, and her lower lips tingled. Only by mustering up the strength she usually needed to fight a villain to take him by surprise, by pinching his side which turned out to be one of his weakspots, so she could push him down onto the bed.

By the time Izuku recovered from her sneak attack, he felt the bottom of his shirt being pulled up to his neck. He looks down just in time to see his girlfriend plop down onto his stomach, her still bare gifted breasts squishing against the top of his abdomen. If his pride and joy wasn't prepared to stand straight before, it was definitely ready to stand at attention now.

"Nejire?" Izuku muttered, still stunned from her actions.

"It's not fun if you get to do everything," she replies, her endearing smile only matched by the beaming glow in her blue eyes, "You know how I can't stand being stagnant for too long."

She shuffled around to make herself more comfortable in her position, which to Izuku felt like she was trying to wash his body with her boobs. Once she was settled, she jollily flicked his nipples as she spoke to him.

"That's why I like to experiment."

Sticking out her tongue, she licked his nipple causing the boy to twitch.

"You liked it? Good because this is fun!"

She continued to tease him, licking around his nipple in a circular motion and coating it in her saliva before pulling off with a kiss.

"No wonder you're so obsessed with boobs, this is fun!"

"Nejire, not so loooud."

Not listening, Nejire continued to plant two more kisses before getting up once again.

"Ok I'm bored, let's get to the fun part already," she told him.

"Al-!" Izuku accidentally shouted but he caught himself before he went through with his mistake, hopoefully his dormmates will at worst take his outburst as him stumbing his toe.

"I thought we were supposed to be quiet?" Nejire scolded him.

Calming himself down, Izuku said, "Sorry, its just, you just started."

"And I got bored, that's what experimenting is for," She told him, straddling his waist, "You see what new things you can try out and if they don't work out, just get to the good stuff."

Her hips grinding against his made his groin want to burst out of his pants and something on a similar scale was happening to the maiden as well. They were sharing everything in this moment, their breathing synced, they felt the other's heartbeat, and they both wanted to get out of their clothes.

That night they shared was one of passion and lust, self-pleasuring and unity, spontaneous actions but united as one motion.

An enjoyable night for both of them, one of the many they've shared.

The next morning Izuku was awakened with a kiss to his cheek, someone then said something.

"Thanks for the night, I'll text you when I get back."

It was obviously Nejire, preparing to leave before anyone at her dorm noticed her absence.

A few minutes after she left, Izuku heard a knock at his door. Izuku looked at his phone, it was almost 10AM. His body was a bit sore but he had to answer the door, he's known as a sorta early bird and he didn't want anyone to be suspicious about why he would be too tired to open a door. He would just keep whoever at bay at the door.

After getting himself presentable he opened the door, he was surprised of all the people that Jirou was there. He was about to greet but before he could speak, Jirou pushed him back into the room before entering herself and closing the door behind her.

"J-jirou!?" Izuku stammered, in a mere second the petite girl muscled her way through all of his prepared defense systems and now he could be in trouble, "Whatever you're smelling is just the musk of this new cologne I brought-"

Jirou cut him out, "Shh! Look I know you're fucking!"

Izuku wasn't ready for this to be his morning, that statement hit him so hard mentally, that his brain shut down and had to reboot. Leaving standing there, frozen, unemoting, and catatonic.

When he was finally able to speak again he tried to play it cool.

"What! Ha, I don't know who you think I would-"

"That busty third-year airhead."

'Fuck!' Was the thought that ran through his mind, "How are you so sure it was Nejire?"

"One, I used my quirk to hear your heartbeat, I can tell you're lying when it rose. Two, I never said Nejire or even mentioned something particular to her, so you kinda just ratted yourself out."

"...oh my god did I really fall for that trap?" Izuku stated, questioning his own intelligence.

"Ya, you really fell victim to one of the classic blunders," Jirou told him before quickly getting them back onto why she's here, "But listen, I'm not here to just expose your relationship or whatever."

"You're not?"

"No! That's stupid, annoying, and just nosey."

"Then why are you here?"

"Well, you managed to hide it for so long, you obviously have experience in maintaining a relationship like that."

"...and?" Izuku squeaked, he wasn't sure where she was going with this.

"There's this senior, and we like each other but we can't let anyone find out about it so… can you please teach me, how do you date a senior in secret!?"

Izuku really wasn't ready for this morning.

THE END

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