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Yaoyorozu Momo was the heiress of an empire of fortune. Her family was Japan’s leaders in the medical equipment industry. A niche market that led them to generational wealth. 

Now surely a girl like that, one raised in the upper echelon of society, would find herself in the best university in the world. She would stay with her group of friends who were all in the same level of society as her, going to parties that had little oversight by parents allowing their kids with ample drugs and alcohol. This would lead to wild nights with no real consequences due to their status in society. 

Momo wasn’t like any of that though. Parties, rich friends, and even university weren't of any interest to her. Besides university, she did attend online studies mainly for her own interests. Other than staying home, crafting and trying new teas, and hanging out with her high school friends, Momo wasn’t like those other kids. Her father and mother tried and tried to get her to be friends with their friends' kids but she typically didn’t like them. 

Besides Shoto, he was cool. Other than Shoto though, Momo’s friends weren’t like her. They weren’t rich or even that good in school. She never judged them of course, in fact she helped them study and pass all their exams they had. High school was one of the best thing’s that happened for her.

Ashido Mina being one of those things. Her, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shoto, and Hagakure Toru were some of the best friends she could have ever asked for. It was all thanks to Mina that even became possible.

That girl had almost no fear in a social setting and made high school much more enjoyable. But that was only one reason she loved the girl so much, the other reason? 

She was introduced to one of the best bands of all time. That being Naughty Naughty !

Mina didn’t know the impact she had on Momo by introducing the punk rock band. Their hard instrumentals and beautiful vocals were only part of what made them stand out. With four members in Denki Kamminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya, and Kyoka Jiro, Momo just couldn’t get enough.

And to think she would get to see them live AND be able to meet them! Her excitement was barely hidden.

“You good, girl?” Mina looked over at her friend from the perch of Momo’s bed. The heiress was practically shaking with excitement as she went over her attire for the upteenth time that night.

“Y-yeah…just excited.” Momo’s cheeks were red from her embarrassment of being caught. She couldn’t help it though, this was her favorite band! And she is going to meet them! 

The other girl just gave a smirk in response. Mina knew how excited Momo was, especially when the taller girl picked her up after announcing she got backstage passes. It helped that she knew the bassist of the band. 

Unfortunately it would only be the two of them tonight, the others having plans or being forced to be at some gala in Shoto’s case. But that wouldn’t stop the duo from attending, though she was tasked with taking video by Toru. The poor girl is having to go on vacation with her family. While it sounded nice on paper, Mina knew that girl dreaded it.

”You do realize we still have a few hours right?” Mina got off the bed and came closer. “Plus the band shirt alone just wont do…” Her pink curls swayed side to side as she shook her head.

”I-it won’t?” Momo looked down at the shirt then up at Mina. The trouble maker having a mischievous smirk. 

“Nope!” Then her grin was wider. “Especially if you want to get in a certain green haired guitarist's bed~”

”MINA!” Momo turned red at the accusation. “…I don’t have a chance anyways. He is dating Kyoka after all, that girl is a bombshell.”

Momo missed the look of her friend. The one that knew more then she let on. “Please…not only do you have an ass that you could bounce a quarter off of. Your boobs are so big and perky you make supermodels jealous.”

The heiress froze as Mina went about spicing up the girl’s outfit for the night. If only she knew what Mina did. Plus she had to get ready herself, got to meet Kiri for those tickets after all.

——X——

“Ugh…where the hell are you two?” Denki huffed as he walked around the backstage of the venue they were playing at. The blond was slightly annoyed with his band mates but at the same time was used to it.

“Oh! Fuck!”

Yep. He knew those two were fucking. 

With a sigh, he followed the sounds of pleasure to the two missing people. It didn’t take long to locate them, in fact it was almost too easy. Right where everyone backstage could stumble across was the lead singer sitting on a large case with the guitarist between her legs. 

Denki could see Kyoka’s pants and thong around one ankle with her shoes still on. His eyes locked onto the mop of green hair between her legs. An unimpressed sigh left him as the singer was too lost in her pleasure to notice him.

“Guys…really?”

Kyoka’s eyes slowly opened and she just glanced at him before her body locked up. Hand’s tightening in Izuku’s hair as she came hard across his face. Legs shaking as he lapped at her folds like a man starving. It was a sight to see for sure.

One Denki was all too familiar with.

It was usually him who found the duo like this. Why him? Well if he sent Ejiro then he probably would be going after all three of them and he didn’t want to deal with that. 

“Oh! Denki, what’s up?” The drop dead gorgeous guitarist asked as he wiped his lips with the back of his hand. On one hand he was jealous of his band mate, on the other he was honestly happy he wasn’t him. He didn’t need all the trouble the guitar player got in.

He did love the man though, especially since he made Kyoka happy. Though the two of them were going to kill him one day.

“Well, um, we are trying to do some sound check and maybe go over for tonight’s show. Was looking for you two.” The blond scratched at his cheek as Kyoka pulled her pants up and shot an annoyed look over at him. He just gave a smirk. “Are you two ready to go or…?”

Izuku just gave a laugh and started walking to the stage. “Yeah, yeah. We are coming. Don’t want Ei to keep waiting do we?”

Denki just sighed as the green haired prick gave a smirk. “Low blow.” The undertone to the comment made him blow a puff of air but he didn’t have heat behind it. The drummer just gave a playful punch at the man. Izuku laughed as he continued on. 

“Ughh, you just had to come ruin it didn’t you?” He turned to Kyoka who now stood next to him.

”Hey! I am just trying to have a good show!” She rolled her eyes and gave him a light shove.

“Yeah, yeah…every show is great.” He gave a nod to that. “But it doesn’t hurt to check over some things.” Another playful shove to her best friend as she started walking. “Come on, idiot. Let's get this show going!”

The blond chuckled and followed after. The time before and after a show always made the duo pumped. Kyoka was more reserved but she was always a little wild with Green.

—X—

As the time approached closer to the band, Momo and Mina made their way over a few hours ahead. Mina still needed to get their passes and it gave them time to actually meet the band.

Momo couldn’t believe it! Though she wished she was in something more…conservative. Her pants she had originally? Changed to cut off shorts with fishnets. Her long legs and thick thighs out for everyone to see! Her band shirt tucked into the black shorts to show off more of her body. The white shirt hugged her tits as the words Naughty Naughty were written over them. 

Mina was jealous her friend had that amazing body and didn’t know how to use it! But that was all okay because she was going to help her girlfriend out, it was why she was here after all! That and to get her friend some dick for once. 

“Kiri! Oh my god! There you are!” Momo watched her friend do this awkward jog up to a man wearing a white bandana with the word Naughty on it. His red hair is a mix of sticking up like spikes and going down to frame his masculine face. She knew exactly who this was.

Eijiro Kirishima. The bassist to the band and Mina’s friend. Though she is positive Mina thinks it is her boyfriend though it is clear to anyone with eyes that the man in question is gay. Was it how he dressed? No, not at all. In fact he dressed like his band mates and many of the people in the punk scene.

No it had to do with the fact he was not only out and proud, but he had ‘fuck me’ eyes for the Guitarist of the band. Momo saw that clear as day but then again practically everyone did for the green haired man. 

But Momo wasn’t going to kill the girl’s fantasy, especially not tonight. She just hoped Mina wasn’t serious about calling him her boyfriend. 

The man’s studded earrings reflected the sun’s light as it was beginning to set. With the concert just a few hours away, Momo and Mina got a little bit of time to hang out with the band. As she finally caught up to the duo, Eijiro was handing two passes to Mina.

“Eeeeh! Thank you so much!” Momo watched as Mina flung her arms around the man’s neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek. The faux redhead laughing and hugging back.

“Of course! You know I can’t let my girl be hanging.” Dark eyes watched the two as they broke apart and that is when red eyes landed on her. Giving a whistle as he looked at Mina. “Oh man! You are going to have to watch this one closely, unless you want Izuku all over her.”

Mina laughed but Momo? Momo blushed deeply and froze with wide eyes. “Please…if anything it will be the opposite.” Poking a thumb in the taller woman’s direction. “This girl can’t get enough of him.”

In that moment the heiress of the Yaoyorozu fortune felt so small. Not in a bad way but being called out like that made that small blush turn to a deep red. “That makes two of us.” He gave Momo a wink.

Oh he had it bad too.

“Anyways, lets get inside. Unless you want us to begin later than usual.” Mina shot him a questing look as the two started for the side door, Momo trailing behind as she listened. “Kyoka and Izuku…those two are real freaks and with the concert they can barely get enough of each other. Leave them alone for too long and you won’t be able to find them.” 

The way he talked told both girls it was a common occurrence. He just seemed so easy going and used to it though. But that also brought up another point.

While Momo did lust for Izuku…a lot. He did have a girlfriend who happened to be the lead singer of the band. 

Who Momo also had a crush on.

But moving through the doorway, Eijiro led the two through the backstage were crew members were walking around and getting things set. As the two caught up, her mind drifted to other matters. One being the fact she was about to meet two, TWO, of her crushes. She could barely form words and it was about to get so much worse.

She did feel eyes on her though. Looking around she could see staff, both men and women, looking over her form. Her outfit definitely caught some attention. She didn’t know if that was good or bad but it did make her a little self conscious. It seem Mina caught on when she turned to look at her.

“Hey…you okay?” She was using that soft voice of hers as she looked her over.

“Yeah, just nervous.” Then Momo gave a small smile. “And excited.”

Pink curls bounced as Mina giggled and nodded. “I bet you are~” That blush back on a maximum intensity. Then a pass with a lanyard was in her face. “Here! Make sure to wear this.”

The taller woman gave thanks as she put the pass on and looking up she could see Eijiro at a door labeled Naughty Naughty as he looked at them. “Hope you are ready.” Another wink was sent her way as he twisted the door knob and opened the door to what she would look back on and call her awakening. 

Mina and Momo followed him inside and immediately the two were greeted with the sight of a green-haired man on top of a shorter woman. It didn’t take a genius to know who they were even as they made out lewdly. Practically dry humping each other as his hands ran over the woman’s midriff. Her own hands rubbing along his sides and up to that muscled back. This was of course all happening as another man sat in a chair, legs crossed, and on his phone. 

The level of not giving a fuck was something Momo wished to achieve one day.

“Denki! I told you to watch them!” The blond in the chair sighed and looked up from his phone. The action reminded Momo of a teenager seen in cliche American films. 

“Dude…I am.” He pointed at the duo, who was still making out, with his phone. “See they are not naked are they? And they are staying right there.”

A sigh broke out as the two girls were still processing the scene in front of them. “Will you two shut up?”

Momo watched as Izuku sat up and let the girl up. The heiress gulping as the most beautiful woman came fully into view. Between the piercings, that cute haircut, and the face of someone annoyed, Momo was looking at Aphrodite herself. Right next to her was Adonis.

Black eyes glaring at the other two guys before landing on her. In that moment it was like they were the only two in the room as she was trapped in that gaze. It was just all so intense, losing track of time until the singer broke it.

“Who are these two beauties?" A simple, monotone question as Kyoka broke the stare off first. Her eyes went over to Eijiro. Mina blushed for the first time that night. 

With a roll of his eyes, he responded. “Well Mina is the one with the pink hair. I went to middle school with her. Remember?” Kyoka just looked at him which caused him to sigh. “And her friend is….I think I forgot to ask.”

Then Momo had all eyes on her. Red eyes looking at her in apology for forgetting to ask earlier, yellow looking at her in curiosity, black eyes studying her, but the most intense of all were those green ones. Emerald colored eyes not just looking at her but through her. 

It made her squirm just a bit which caused the man to smirk. She wouldn’t know until later that he had sights on her from the moment he looked at her. “Mo-Momo…my name's Momo.”

She cringed as she realized that she sounded so small even though she was taller than some of the others. Mina just gave a big smile and patted her on the shoulder. “Cute.” Was all Kyoka said and that had to be one of the best compliments of her life.

“So these were the two that got the passes?” Denki was looking up at Ei with a smirk. There was something hidden behind it as the two guys had a silent conversation. Well more of a silent bet.

“Who else would have got them dumbass?” The blond pouted and shot a hurt look at Kyoka. She just rolled her eyes. The whole time those green eyes were still watching her from the couch.

“Why don’t you two have a seat?” Eijiro gave a friendly smile over at them as he pointed to a love seat. It was adjacent to the couch. Denki sat in a chair between the two, facing the couch slightly more. “The concert doesn’t start for like another two hours and we don’t perform until after the opener.”

The girls walked over but a voice finally spoke up. “Or you could sit right here…looks like we can fit one more.” Izuku’s voice filled the room and Momo had to gulp as she looked over at him.

He was patting the spot between him and Kyoka. Instead of chewing her boyfriend out it seemed she was watching her as well. That was…strange. Maybe he was just teasing? Yeah that had to be it. 

The bassist decided that is where he will be sitting. Eijiro coming over with a grin as he took the seat and threw an arm around both his band mates. The singer didn’t pay any mind as she got on her phone while the guitarist just shot a look at the man. Momo didn’t know what that look was about but it seemed almost lustful.

Just like the way he looked at her. 

“What? Getting jealous, Ei?” The more muscular of the two just laughed off the question.

“Me? Never!” Izuku gave a laugh and hiked his foot onto the table between the couch and love seat.

Momo sat next to Mina so rigid as she looked at the three in front of her. Mina meanwhile was chatting with Denki about something. Whatever it was must have been exciting as they were fully engaged in whatever it was. The black mesh shirt that Izuku wore gave Momo a perfect view of his nipple piercings as he lounged back into the couch.

Her eyes looking him over and making out the ones on his ears and the one in his right brow. She wasn’t quite sure what to think at the moment. Not only was she in the same room as her favorite band but also her two biggest crushes. All she could really do was study the two, after all studying is what she was good at. 

She knew she was in trouble though. Her body craved to be touched like Kyoka was just minutes ago but it wanted that from the man across from her, not just some random. She craved the green haired man like no other and that was only rivaled by the craving of Kyoka herself.

Unfortunately due to the relationship that was likely to never happen. 

But as she looked at the three in front of, she couldn’t help but take some mental notes. It was just small things but she felt like there was something more there. Such as the way Eijiro slightly leaned on Izuku. Or how the green haired man had his hand on the redhead’s thigh and his thumb rubbing circles. Or how Kyoka had her legs thrown over both mens’ legs while scrolling on her phone.

It was all so intimate but she knew the only relationship in the group was between Kyoka and Izuku. Could there be something more? She didn’t have time to wonder as Izuku finally decided to ask her about herself.

“You know…you look very familiar.” That damn smirk is still there. “You are not some sort of influencer or something are you?”

Izuku felt like she had seen the woman before. The air she carried told him that this wasn’t her normal. She wasn’t a groupie even if she looked like one. No, she definitely was new to this. 

“She is the Yaoyoruzus only child.” Kyoka chimed in. 

That was shocking. How the hell did she find that out? She wasn’t as public as her parents and she didn’t post much on social media. “Holy shit….” The redhead said with wide eyes.

Izuku though just looks at her. It wasn’t different in anyway thankfully. “Huh…Mom always talked about the new equipment they tried out at the hospital.” Then those eyes looked her over and her thighs rubbed against each other as they did. “How the hell did you figure that out though?”

Those eyes looked over at Kyoka. The young Jiro just rolled her own. “She looks just like her mom, idiot.” Though the way she said it sounded more like a pet name. “For someone so smart, you tend to overlook a lot.”

”Yeah, yeah.” Then he gave Momo a wink, mischief in those eyes. “What? Have the hots for the woman or something? Didn’t know you knew what she looked like.”

A huff was let out. Both Eijiro and Momo looked between the two. Mina was still happily chatting with Denki, now both holding up their fingers and showing the colors they had on their nails.

“What can I say….” Now the singer had mischief in her eyes. “Tits like that don’t leave your mind.”

Momo made a squeak as the redhead laughed loudly. The heiress had a feeling that the statement was more true than false. Izuku just nodded and her face was on fire as he glanced over at her again. This time those eyes just a bit lower.

“I see it now.” A plastic water bottle was thrown at the man’s head as Kyoka glared at him. Izuku was smart enough to move and miss the bottle. An action that was surely not new to him.

”Dick!” The singer turned to Momo. “I am sorry for him.” As if she didn’t admit she looked at them earlier from the comment about her mom. 

“I-it's alright. Just wasn’t expecting it that’s all.” Her voice was soft as she looked at the band. Scanning them over as they all seemed so relaxed with each other. She was so jealous of them for that. “My mom is very pretty.”

“Pfft. Just pretty?” The guitarist was speaking again. “I hope you have better thoughts about yourself.” Momo looked at the man. His focus entirely on her. 

Izuku had a feeling the girl didn’t look highly on herself. She seemed self conscious, trying to cover much of her skin from the moment he saw her. He knew he could be a prick but he also knew that feeling all too well.

He was a skinny, self conscious, boy once before. Though he was also trying to hide bruises back then as well.

“What d-do you mean?” Momo looked at those eyes. The eyes she could get lost in forever if she was honest. Something that told her she had it bad…very bad.

“You look drop dead gorgeous.” He said bluntly. Kyoka rolled her eyes, an action she did often. Especially when around her lovable dorks she called band mates.

“Wow…real subtle.” The Jiro had her phone in her lap and was fully looking at Momo. A soft smile in place as she looked over the much taller girl. Even sitting down around ‘outcasts’ she looked so regal. Surely some sort of weird training her family had her do. “What he is getting at is you seem a little too rigid and self conscious.”

Oh…this was getting deep.

Mina and Denki stopped to listen. “This isn’t your scene. You dress like some of the groupies but you don’t seem comfortable. Something you should feel because you could make any woman jealous.” 

Momo looked at the smaller woman with so much emotion. The fact she not only called her out but complimented her had made her feel so much. Her heart felt like it was going to bust from her chest as those black eyes looked at her softly. 

“THANK YOU! Finally someone said it!” Mina turned on Momo, a feral grin in place. “See! She thinks you are beautiful! And I don’t doubt everyone in the room thinks otherwise. So why beat yourself up all the time, girl?”

Now she was looking at her friend with wide eyes. “I think you broke her.” Denki leaned in and looked over the frozen woman. A smile on his face as he did so. “They aren’t wrong though. I am actually surprised Izuku isn’t already all over you.”

Being the center of attention wasn’t new to her, coming from practically royalty had that effect. What was new was being teased like this or even just called out. Izuku for his part didn’t look ashamed and Kyoka wasn’t calling the blond out. 

That was strange wasn’t it? But she didn’t have time to dwell on it. “Hey! I can control myself.” Eijiro was just shaking his head with a smile. 

“As if! We have to schedule a baby sitter or you will be all over Kyoka.” A glare was sent his way but it didn’t stop the bigger man. “I mean…look what we walked into!”

“That was all Kyoka!” Izuku argued as the woman in question scowled. “And you are no better, Ei!” A dramatic gasp left the bassist. Denki laughed before joining in.

“He is right. Honestly you might be worse.” Those red eyes were on the smaller man. A look of betrayal and a playful pout in place. Momo and Mina just watched it all as the small argument turned all the attention from her. 

“Am not!”

“Are to!”

The two went back and forth until Kyoka had enough. “Will you two just shut the fuck up?” A smirk coming to her lips. “I would say you two go get a room but you two bottoms wouldn’t know what to do.”

“How many times do I need to tell you? I. Am. Not. A. Bottom.” That had all eyes on Denki. Even Eijiro wasn’t backing him up on that one. Mina for her part also looked at him with judging eyes. The blond just deflated a bit. “…all the time.”

“Sureeee.” Kyoka drawled. “I will believe it when I see it.” Then she sighed as she looked over the two girls. “Sorry about the boys. They are just immature.” Three ‘heys’ filled the room after that. “Can I get you girls any drinks? We still got some time to kill.”

Momo’s eyes watched the petite woman. Standing with an air of confidence as she walked over to the mini fridge and bent at the waist. Momo’s eyes looked at the perky rear in hunger, not knowing a pair of green were looking at her. 

“Show off.” Denki said to her left as he looked over at his friend. The woman in question just shot a smirk over at him by slightly turning to the left. 

As time passed, Momo couldn’t help but feel more and more comfortable. Between the small arguments, talking about music, and overall feeling accepted by them. It made her feel like her own small group of friends. While Mina only knew Eijiro, the others happily talked to them like they were already friends.

It made her nervousness subside and so by the time the concert started she felt at home. All the while unaware that Mina was happily watching her come out of her shell. 

—X—

Izuku couldn’t keep eyes off her. The moment she stepped into the room she had his full attention. It didn’t help his girlfriend was having the same issue. Even as they were on stage, bodies filling the venue, his eyes were still on her.

Now on the outside he was doing something very wrong. Wanting to get someone other than his girlfriend in his bed but anyone that actually knew the duo on a personal level knew they weren’t monogamous. Now Izuku wasn’t just going around fucking everybody, typically it was someone that Kyoka gave an okay with. 

That was his love after all. 

But he knew Kyoka wanted her too and that was different. Many people didn’t interest her. She much preferred watching him or occasionally joining. But she never wanted to be with someone else other than him.

It was all too much. Thankfully he was a pro and even with his mind in a whirlwind he could perform like no other. 

It was after the last song, when he was sweaty and hornier than ever that those thoughts came back. As the crew started packing their gear and staff cleaning the venue, he was a man on a mission. 

Passing a pack of groupies with not even a glance their way as he looked for his girlfriend. He was surprised she wasn’t all over him but when he turned a corner towards their room he saw why. 

Kyoka was mid conversation with Momo and Mina. The smaller woman leaned against the door as the other two talked excitedly. Mina more so but from the very beginning he knew that Momo was more reserved, something he would love to change. 

The other guys were back on stage, breaking down the drums and talking. Or in Denki’s case flirting with the other man. It was always after the show all of them were amped up and ready to go. But Izuku waited, watching from afar as Kyoka handed a note to Momo. The taller woman blushing and Mina squealing. 

It wasn’t long after that Mina was dragging the other girl out. His green eyes following after those fishnet covered legs. “Hey, dork, gonna stand there like and idiot all day?”

He looked at his girl and grinned, watching as she sauntered on over. “Depends. I might want to follow after those two.”

“Two huh?” Kyoka had her arms around his mid section as soon as she was close enough. “Didn’t think you were that ambitious tonight.”

“What? Don’t think I can?” Oh she knew he could but he also only had eyes for one.

“While I would love to hear you make Pinky scream, which she definitely is one, we both know it is the shy girl that you want.” A chuckle coming out. “You got a type after all.”

“Me? A type? Please.” Kyoka just shook her head as she pressed it against his chest. Even all sweaty he smelt good to her. 

“So oblivious.” A kiss pressed into him. The mesh shirt was no protection from it. “Fuck…I want you so bad.”

This time it was Izuku chuckling. Thoughts of the two women leaving his mind as he heard those words. His pants were already tighter than usual but hearing those words nearly made him take the damn things off. Coming up with a better solution, he picked her up by the waist and started walking for the side exit. Their hotel wasn’t even a five minute walk.

“Really?!” Izuku laughed as she hit his butt. But it was a smack to hers that had her stopping. “Do…do that again.”

The small whimper at the end nearly made him but now being out in the open he decided against that. While he was a freak, he was also very aware of the cops out at the moment. Last thing they needed was to be stopped by one. 

“Hey! Asshole! Are you listening?” Izuku gave a laugh as each step took them closer to their hotel. One he could already see. It was more like a motel with the door accessed from the outside instead of through a lobby. Something cheap and something that gave them privacy. 

“Nope!” He said as he fished the key out his pocket. They were just steps away from the door. That was when she became more aggressive. A pinch to his ass that had him yelping. “Fine! Want to play like that?” He growled out.

Next thing Kyoka knew was her face pressed against the motel door and her ass sticking out towards him. His hand was already coming down to smack her rear over the leather pants she wore. A moan came out as another one landed on the other cheek.

“Always a wanton whore, aren’t you?” His lips pressed right against her ear as a hand snuck around to the front. It was so easy to slide inside of them and have his fingers pressing into her thong covered pussy. “Already so fucking wet.”

“Mmm~” She didn’t have much to say to him. This action, or lack of one, led to him pulling the thong up some. He let the cloth dig into her pussy and give her some friction but not the kind she wanted. “IZUKU!”

Her squeal just made him laugh as he brought his hand out and unlocked the door. Pushing her forward once it opened. She stumbled but he was already catching her and tossing her on the bed.

Thankfully the springs were not fully busted as she had a few bounces from the action. By that time it stopped, the door was shut and he was unbuckling his belt. That shirt was the first to go as he tossed it to the side. The pants following soon after leaving him in nothing but a pair of fitting boxer briefs that didn’t hide much. 

Kyoka just bit her lip and opened her legs for him as she looked him up and down. A sight she was used to but one she couldn’t get enough of. “Going to come get these things off or just stand there?”

That question had him moving. His hands gripping her legs and dragging her to the edge of the bed. Hands on her visible stomach. The crop top she wore for the show was a nice choice he thought as his hands trailed up to cup her breasts. The pasties she had underneath were simple ‘X’ shaped. A bra was rarely worn during a show, much more freeing without. 

A shiver ran up her spine as he squeezed her small breast but her moan cut off as his lips landed on hers. Tongues already battling it out as the two started to fall into their lustful desires. It was only a second they needed apart to take her crop off and another to take the pasties off. But instead of going back to her lips, he went lower and took one of her pierced nips into his mouth. 

“Fuck…” Kyoka panted as he twirled his tongue around one of those peaks. A hand squeezing the other breast. Her own hands in his wild curls. 

But it was the low moan that had him moving on. One that told him she was so needy for more. His dick jumped in his boxers and he could barely wait. His hands reached lower to grasp the waistband of her pants, pulling them off as quickly as possible. The thong going with them. 

“Shit, Kyoka.” He sounded so needy for her and truthfully he was. With no fight back, the lead singer of Naughty Naughty found herself face down, ass up, and a large tongue pressing into her soaked core. A loud moan leaving her mouth as this all happened. 

Small hands dug into the covers on the bed as he ate her out from the back. His mouth sucking on her folds as those larger hands squeezed her ass. It was like he was starving for her which he probably was. This was an after concert ritual of course. 

His face pulled back as he delivered a hard smack to her ass, watching the perky flesh jiggle. “Ne-need…nngh…need you now, baby.”

Oh she was so whiny. She must need it badly, Izuku thought. Seeing as he wasn’t in the mood to prolong her suffering, he quickly got out of his boxers and lined up his cock. With one push he was fully inside her. “Fuck! Oh Izuku!” 

Kyoka loved the fact he didn’t wait for her to adjust. Instead, like a wild animal, he began hammering home. His cock filling her so beautifully and the Jacob’s ladder piercing giving just a bit more pleasure that had her whining like a bitch in heat.

“So whiny…fuck Kyoka.” He laughed at how pathetic she seemed tonight. So loud, filling the room with not only moans but screams and pants. Something that he rarely saw from her.

Not that he was complaining. 

“Huh…Izu…” She was panting as his hips slammed into her ass rapidly hand coming up to grip her short hair, pulling her head back as he rammed into her. Other hand gripping her waist. “Fu-fuck!”

“Can’t fucking talk?” A chuckle was let out by him as she just whined. The sounds of her wet pussy sucking him in filling the room. “That is fine. I rather hear your scream!” 

The hand on her waist came down around to tease her clit. Giving the piercing she had there a tug as his thumb gave her clit just a few rubs that had her cumming quickly. Her legs shaking from the powerful orgasm as he plowed into her all the while. Letting go of her hair and bringing both arms under her legs from behind. 

Next thing Kyoka knew was that she was folding into a full Nelson as Izuku flipped on his back and pounded up into her. She could see her reflection in the black screen of the TV. His large cock slamming up which caused a bulge with each brutal thrust. 

“Guh! Fu-Fuck!” Swears left her mouth every second as he used her more like a toy instead of his girlfriend. Animalistic grunts leaving him as he forced her pussy to take him all. She could feel those studs rubbing along her walls with each thrust and the sensation brought her closer and closer to the edge once more. 

“Damit! Not gonna last much longer.” But he didn’t let up, pounding into his girl with no rhythm. Just a man chasing his orgasm.

“Cum…want you to cum inside-nngh!” And once more she was cumming. This time squirting across the bed with a whine as a powerful thrust rocked into her. Kyoka able to feel the warm spunk filling her up.

She groaned as she felt him throb inside her, shooting deep and filling her up. Letting go to let her legs relax and let both of them catch their breath. He shifted her to be on her side as he held her from behind. Switching to the delicate boyfriend she so desperately loved in seconds. Soft kisses pressing against her neck. 

“We should clean up…didn’t expect to cum so soon.” She just laughed at his statement. 

“Me and you both.” She turned her head and looked up at him, stealing a kiss as her eyes got heavy. “Rather sleep. Mmm..”

Izuku chuckled and kissed her lips once more. Seeing how she went to sleep so fast it seemed she really was exhausted from the day. He couldn’t blame her but he wasn’t quite ready to sleep just yet.

Getting off the bed and putting his discarded pants on, he grabbed a pack of cigarettes off the night stand. Casting once last look over at Kyoka. She looked so peaceful and beautiful he couldn’t help but think.

Stepping outside, he grabbed the zippo lighter he kept on him out of his pocket. Quickly taking out a cigarette and lighting it. Taking a long drag as he enjoyed the cooling night. Only he quickly realized he wasn’t alone. 

“Oh, Momo.” The tall woman made a ‘eep’ sound as she turned and looked at him. Her back was originally facing him as if she was walking away. “What are you doing here?”

The woman in question gulped as she looked over the musician. He was shirtless, only in a pair of pants, as he smoked. Sweat slowly dripped down his form as he looked at her. She knew it wasn’t from the concert that ended a bit ago. No, she heard the wails on the other side of that door. Heard the sounds of pleasure that she desperately wished she was making.

“Oh Izuku. Kyoka gave me the address and room number.” She gulped as rubbed at her arm. “Said to meet you two in a bit…”

“She did, did she?” He took a long drag of the cancer stick. Exhaling to let the smoke out as she watched it curl in the air. The street lamps giving enough light to see everything. “I’m guessing you heard everything?”

A nod was his answer and he just chuckled. Taking one last pull before crushing the hot core with his thumb and index finger. Dropping the cigarette and coming closer. She didn’t move as until he was up on her, pinning her against the wall and himself. The whole time her heart racing with excitement. 

He smelt like sex. Something she wasn’t too familiar with but being around some people made her recognize the smell. Mina being one of them.

“And what did you think?” A smirk on his face as he rested his forearm on the ball behind her. 

“W-what do you mean?” He rolled his eyes and she thought it was cute.

“Of Kyoka…what did you think of the sounds she was making?” 

He was so close that if she wanted she could kiss him. But she wasn’t that daring, especially with someone who had a girlfriend. “It was…” Hot. So fucking hot.

“Come on~” He teased her with a smile. “You can tell me. Just between us. I promise.”

She gulped and bit her lip. Seconds past until she gave him an answer. “It was hot.” Her voice small and nearly too quiet.

“Hot eh?” She could feel goosebumps on her arms as his hand landed on her thigh. Slowly he rose it up to her waist. “I bet I can make you scream like that.”

Her brain fried. Was he serious? What about Kyoka? Only she didn’t give any time to actually think about what he said. “Yeah?” The question left her almost immediately. 

“Defiantly. But only if you allow me.” His lips were now resting against her ear. Whispering to her as he teased her waist. 

“Please?” Momo could barely make a sentence. She wanted this so bad. The whole situation reminds her of one of her romance books. The smutty ones with the bad boy.

“With pleasure~”

The way he said that made her shudder but then he was away from her. At least she thought he was until he was on his knees. Quickly opening her cut offs and lowering them quickly. A chuckle leaving him as he saw that wet spot in her panties. The action made her a bit self conscious so he did something he knew best.

He put his lips against her clothed pussy. The effect was immediate as she whined and brought a finger to her mouth biting a digit to keep quiet. That action caused him to pull back and smack her pussy lightly which she yelped at.

“I want to hear you, baby.” He smirked up at her. “Take that finger out and let your screams be heard, yeah?”

Momo nodded and did as she was told as he pulled the panties to the side and instantly put his mouth against her virgin core. The new experience showed immediately as a high pitched whine was let out. Izuku just smirked before kissing those pretty pussy lips. A nice bush right above the prize.

His tongue gave a long lick over her slit before he kissed that cute clit. Her wails filled the night as he sucked on her labia. Letting them go after a second to give another lick. She was so wet for him as he really enjoyed the meal she presented.

Hearing her try to control her sounds was honestly cute but once the moment he sucked on that clit it was like the floodgates opened. A loud moan coming out from the sensitive bud being teased. So what did he do? Focused all on that pretty bundle of nerves. Her core becoming a leaking faucet until only a minute later she was cumming.

Izuku wasn’t that surprised she didn’t last long. She looked so pent up and all it took was a few minutes of his mouth on her that she was losing her mind. But many people were like that he couldn’t help but think. Kyoka loved when he ate her out.

Helping her through her orgasm, his hands rubbed her thighs and moved to her ass. Rough hands squeezing into soft flesh as her worshiped those legs. Her breathing erratic as she came silently. Trying so hard to stay silent as her legs shook. It was an amazing sight, one that Izuku wished she would just let go. 

But when she finally did calm down, he put her panties back over and pulled her cut offs up. Licking his lips as he faced her once more. A blush on that beautiful face. “So…did you enjoy that?”

She couldn’t answer immediately. Instead those eyes stared up at him, so wide and nearly begging. “Y-yeah.” He smiled wide then brought his lips to hers. Kissing her in a way that took her breath. Both hands on his chest as she melted. 

“Good.” He said pulling back. “I want you to come to our next show. In two days over in Osaka. Can you do that?” She wasn’t hesitant one bit.

“Of course!” He grinned and kissed her lips again. This time just a quick peck.

“Great! You live far?” She shook her head. “Want me to call a cab or stay with me tonight?” 

She wanted that last option of course. Unfortunately she knew that wasn’t the smartest option. Not that she didn’t trust him, more of she didn’t trust herself. “I-I can call one.” 

Izuku didn’t show it but he was slightly disappointed. Waving her off before giving her another peck. “Nonesense. Let me call.” So he did. Waiting with her as it pulled up. Once it did he walked her over and opened the door. “Let me see your phone real quick.”

She gave it to him instantly. Quickly he typed away, putting in his number and sending a text to himself. “I will text you the spot. Meet us like you did today. I will have a pass waiting for you.”

One last kiss and she was in the cab on the way home. Her thoughts filled with a green haired punk rocker. Kyoka wouldn’t be a thought until the morning as her bliss was still in full effect. 

As for Izuku, he couldn’t wait to tell Kyoka all about what just happened. In the morning of course, he was pretty tired at the moment. So when he came back in and got under the covers with her, she was immediately hugging his chest. His dreams filled with two beauties. A petite rocker and a tall shy girl.

Neither realizing just how wild this journey was about to get.

Chapter Text

To say Momo was horrified the next morning was an understatement. The realization of what she did hitting her full force as she woke up from a blissful sleep. Now it wasn’t what she did but who she did it with that had her panicking.

She couldn’t believe she just helped Izuku Midoriya, the guitarist for Naughty Naughty , cheat on his girlfriend.

But as she laid in bed, thinking about those few minutes with him, she couldn’t help think about how much she enjoyed it. The fact he offered her a night in the room with his girlfriend didn’t come to mind. Instead the more she thought about what happened she tried to rationalize that what they did wasn’t cheating. They didn’t have sex, so that couldn’t count right?

Momo deflated in her bed as that argument was just stupid. She knew better but in that moment she couldn’t help herself. It was a moment of weakness for sure but still a participant. Giving a sigh, she closed her eyes to try and calm herself. 

Only the moment was interrupted when her phone went off. Vibrating on her nightstand as a message came through.

Sighing, she grabbed it and immediately her face flushed. Ignoring the first message, one from Mina, she looked at the one from Izuku. It had their next concert location with a damn winky face. And back came her dilemma because as she thought about that green haired man again, she could feel herself getting hot. 

Groaning she set her phone down and next thing she knew her hands were down her pajama bottoms. Finger gliding over her bush, her cheeks heating up, as she finally landed home. Slowly rubbing over her slit which caused her to shudder with a shaky breath. 

Heart was racing as she thought back to that man. His mouth on her clit, that tongue licking all over her sensitive bits. She couldn’t help the low moan that came out as she flicked that bundle of nerves as she really got lost into the memory.

Just thinking about that half naked man had her mind running wild. Ideas of that strong body agiasnt hers. All the muscle against her own soft body. Images she pictured from her novels come to mind. The idea forced her to turn over and cover her face in her pillow. Her moans being muffled by it as she raised her bottom half and inserted a finger into her weeping core. 

She whined into the pillow as she thought about those scarred hands running over her naked body. His sweaty chest pressed against hers as HE fingered her. His intense green eyes looking at her as he dominated her. Another finger bein-

A knock on her door stopped her. “Madam…breakfast is ready.” The head butler’s voice came from the other side of the door. 

“T-thank you, Haruki.” She gulped as she tried to make her voice not sound so pathetic. “Tell mother and father I will be down in just a minute.”

“Will do, Madam.” Then she heard him disappear. 

Momo sighed as her moment of pleasure was ruined. Desire to continue lost as she just groaned into her pillow. With a sigh, she stood and started her way downstairs to eat with her parents. Thankfully not having to worry about changing as they weren’t too strict on what she wears to breakfast. It was dinner where she had to be ‘presentable’ oftentimes because of guests.

But at the moment she rather just get breakfast over with and take a nice shower. Hopefully then she won’t be interrupted.

—X—

“You know…I’m surprised to not find another girl in bed with us.” A smirk came up on Kyoka’s face as she drew circles on Izuku’s naked chest. His response? Just a chuckle. “You know the tall beauty that most certainly draws all eyes on her?”

Izuku shook his head and kissed his girlfriend’s head. His arm was around her, thumb rubbing along her naked side. “Eh I offered but I don’t think she is quite ready for that.”

Kyoka nodded and closed her eyes for just a second. “How much you want to bet she doesn’t know I let you fuck others?” That earned a loud laugh.

“I know I will lose that.” A sigh left him but she just knew he was smiling. “Though I think I should be a little worried. I know you got her eye on her as well.”

The small woman hid her own smile into his chest. “Bastard. You have to call me out like that?” He just shrugged. “Maybe I just think it would be hot to watch her with you.”

“As if!” Kyoka found the man over her now, him quickly pinning her to the bed. His eyes staring deep into hers with amusement. “You can’t fool me. I know you were looking.” He bent down which allowed his lips to trace her jawline. Kissing so softly towards her neck. “Those large boobs…” Kyoka let out a groan as those lips reached her pulse point on her neck.

“That ass barely contained in those cut offs…” His mouth going lower down her neck. “Those thighs that look so grabable…just wanting to sink your fingers in.” She could feel his mouth hovering right over one of her breasts. “And don’t get me started on that beautiful face of hers~”

Then his lips were around a studded nipple. A hand on her other one, lightly pulling at the piercing there. It had her mewling, calling his name in small pants. He easily made her a mess but he always did. Unfortunately their morning fun came to an end by a knock on the door.

Both occupants chose to ignore it only another knock came, followed by a pounding. With a sigh, Izuku stood and opened the door. Fully nude and half hard, he glared at the person on the other side for only said person to be looking at his dick.

“Man, I still can’t get over the fact you pierced your dick.” The man whistled and looked over at the bed which Kyoka was sitting up in. A cigarette in her lips, one she stole from her boyfriend’s pack. Her boobs on clear display for the man. “Morning, Kyoka!”

She just gave him a head nod as she lit the stick up. An astray next to the bed. “Denki, what the hell are you doing here so early?”

Yellow eyes went back to those emerald greens. The smaller male just gave a wink and a teasing smile. “Just wanted to see my favorite couple, that’s all.” Izuku sighed which caused Denki to laugh. “Maybe wondering if I can join…” He raised his eyebrows up and down, hand reaching out for the cock on display. Though he gave a yelp as it was smacked away. “Hey! That hurt, dude!”

“If that hurt then you can’t join.” Denki pouted at that. “Tell me what you want before I shut the door in your face.” The drummer could hear the annoyance creeping in Izuku’s voice. 

“You're not going to defend me?!” He looked over at Kyoka who was puffing out some smoke. She just gave a shrug.

”I like it when he is angry…makes things fun.” Izuku laughed and shook his head before looking back at Denki.

”Welp, you heard her.” The blond deflated before springing back up with a smile. “Now, what has you banging on our door so early?”

If anyone walked past they would get a very good glimpse at a naked Izuku but that was something he stopped caring about. At this point in his life being naked just felt natural. Being around his band mates like this was something they were all used to. While Denki and Izuku have never been together and more of have this friendship, they have seen each other nude plenty of times. Those cases usually ending in jokes with no real heat.

“Welllll, Ei and I wanted to see if y’all want to get on the road a little early. Been a while since we were in Osaka and maybe get the party started early.” A sly smile was on his face. “Plus I may or may not have someone waiting for me~”

Kyoka laughed at that. “Someone waiting for you? Of all people?” He gave a small pout as he looked over at her.

“Please, Kyoka! I promise to be good…” He clasped his hands together and gave her big, pleading eyes. “I just want a little fun. I don’t ask for much. Can you just do this one thing for me?”

Black eyes met green. Izuku gave a shrug before walking away towards the bathroom. She could see the amusement in those eyes before she looked over at Denki. “You know I am not the leader of this whole thing right? Remember we talked about this early on.”

“Yeah but if I can get you on my side then Green will agree as well.” She gave a nod at that assessment. When it came to Denki wanting something it was always easier for her to agree on it than Izuku.

Those two weren’t at odds or anything, she just believed her boyfriend had a sadistic streak and liked to see Denki beg. He was cute when he did, Kyoka won’t lie, and kind of funny. But they ran their band as more of a voting system. It made everyone feel like they had a say and no one felt left out. While it sometimes led to arguments, more often than not stuff was settled over open communication. Planning where the band went and at what time was always to be voted on. No one left behind after all.

Traveling was always easier when they were together and more fun. So if Denki and Ei really wanted to get on the road early then it had to come to a vote. Majority rules so Denki singled out Kyoka to hopefully sway Izuku. It was a smart tactic that didn’t always work but there were plenty of times it did. Even in situations Izuku didn’t really agree with. 

“Fine. Just let us shower and pack.” Putting out her cigarette, she stood off the bed. Back towards him as she stretched. The shower was already running from the sounds of it. “So an hour? Two tops.”

“THANK YOU!” Kyoka waved him off as she entered the bathroom. Denki happily closing the door as he took his phone out. Sending out a text with a smile.

Though he did feel bad for their neighbors. He is sure Kyoka is about to get fucked in that bathroom and it isn’t going to be quiet. With a shrug though he let that thought leave him. He had a date tonight!

—X—

Getting to Osaka didn’t take long. The trains around Japan were a marvel, something that Momo was still amazed by. But what made the ride feel longer was the stares she got. Mostly from older businessmen as she sat in her seat trying to cover much of her legs. 

Once again Mina helped her dress but unlike last time Momo was all alone. A skirt wasn’t her first choice but Mina told her she needed to show off these legs, from the stares she felt like it was both a good and bad choice. Another Naughty Naughty shirt on but tucked into the skirt which hugged her breasts. Fishnets back on that went into black boots.

It was something she definitely didn’t wear and actually went shopping for. While they were at it, Mina picked out some more fits for her. Some of them she swore she would not wear but the girl just smiled and put them in the basket.

But as she got closer and closer to the venue and the side Izuku told her to go to, yes they were texting, she noticed a man talking to the green haired guitarist. Well talking was putting it nicely. Izuku looked pissed while the other man was practically snarling. 

Blonde hair with red eyes. A combo that seemed familiar but she couldn’t place it. He was slightly taller than Izuku and much more dangerous if you asked her. Like he was about to explode any minute now.

“Izuku! There you are!” She picked the pace up just a bit as she called to him. It seemed to diffuse the situation just a bit as anger left Izuku. He turned to her but not fully, keeping part of his body facing the blond.

“Momo!” He gave a dazzling smile and she was surprised when he pulled her in for a hug. His cologne smelt amazing and his larger arms made her feel safe.

“What? Got a new whore or something?” Her face turned red as she looked at the other man. His eyes glaring at her, but as she looked at him she missed the green eyes shooting daggers at the man. “Tsk. Should have known.”

Then the asshole was walking away. Hands stuffed in his pockets. Momo watched his retreating form before turning to Izuku with a frown on her face. She noticed an angered expression before it faded. Smiling again at her as he unwrapped his arms around her. She did the same.

“Who was that?” He gave a chuckle before turning to the nearby side door. 

“Just an old friend. Don’t worry about him.” Opening the door and giving her a slight smirk. “He may seem tough but his balls got clipped awhile ago.”

Momo gave a little laugh as she entered through the door. A blush on her cheeks at hearing something so vulgar. He obviously meant it though. She could also tell he was still mad about whatever happened between the two. Seems she only caught the tail end of the altercation.

“Really glad you could come all the way here. Hope it wasn’t a terrible ride.” As he led the way, Izuku had to share his thoughts. It was true he was glad she was out there but he was still silently fuming over Bakugo. The damn idiot once again started some shit.

Can’t he just grow up and admit he was wrong? No, that would be too easy and unlike him. 

“It wasn’t bad…just happy to get here.” He shot a smile at her and her reaction was instant. A blush coming to her cheeks as they stopped outside the door.

“Glad to hear that.” He turned to her fully and she nearly squeaked at how close they were. His presence towered over her it seemed even though they were closer in height. “I just wanted to say that…I got a room for you tonight if you want. I don’t feel too comfortable with you riding a train so late by yourself…” Izuku trailed off and gave a blush himself. Scratching the back of his head as that awkward feeling came up. “Only if you want of course! I don’t want to pressure you or anything and-”

“I would be happy to stay the night!” 

A look of pure joy on her face as she said that but then quickly shifting to one of embarrassment. Her words came out a lot louder than she anticipated.

“Great! The hotel isn’t far so we can walk over once we finish breaking the set down tonight.” He gave her a smile and butterflies filled her stomach. That damn smile looked too cute on someone labeled as a ‘bad boy’ and ‘troublemaker’. 

“Awesome! I am so ready for-”

Then the door opened to Momo’s horror. Not that she was getting caught doing something inappropriate but more of the fact everything was coming back to her because in the doorway stood none other than Kyoka Jiro. The woman who she not only crushed on but envied as well. Schooling herself, she watched Izuku turn to his girlfriend and then did the unthinkable. 

His arm went around her shoulders!

Not Kyoka’s, no, HERS! To say her face was red was an understatement. Her body felt overheated even after their little secret a couple nights ago. “Kyoka, honey, look who showed up.” His voice was so teasing. “Hope I wasn’t away too long.”

The singer rolled her eyes. “You didn’t miss much other than the two dumbasses behind me talking about boys.” Then the Heiress watched the smaller woman lean up and plant a kiss on Izuku’s lips all the while said dumbasses gave a loud ‘hey’. “Did the idiot pull his head out his ass yet?”

“Bakugo? Fuck no!” She didn’t miss the small scowl shared between the two of them before Kyoka turned to her. 

“Hey, ready for tonight?” Why was she acting so chill? Did he not tell her what happened? Surely something would have slipped. But it seemed nothing did. So to go along with it all, Momo responded.

“O-of course! So glad you guys could invite me back.” A knowing look passed between Izuku and Kyoka. Momo missed the smirks as Denki came to the door and Izuku went in towards Eijiro.

“Momo! My girl! How you been?” Denki was a ball of energy as he came up in which Kyoka just shook her head and stepped back and away. Clearly happy his focus was on someone other than her. “Damn you look good! I really am envious, you know? But come in! I got to tell you about this guy I met!”

Momo just gulped and let him drag her in. A smile on her face as it happened though. But as she listened intently to the blond, she missed the furious expression on Izuku and the hush whispers between the faux redhead and the guitarist. 

And she especially missed just how handsy the two got as it got closer and closer to time to perform.

--X--

To say the show was intense was putting it lightly. Both Izuku and Ejiro showed not only were they amazing at their craft but they could enhance an experience. Whatever they were feeling leaked onto Kyoka and Denki and in turn into the crowd.

Sweaty bodies bounced with the music, singing along with the songs as Kyoka’s amazing voice filled the air. Her boyfriend was beside her the whole time, hitting every note perfectly. Momo watched those skilled fingers slide along the strings as he strummed. His wolfish grin he shared with Kyoka during a song, one that had him center stage with Kyoka facing him and bouncing on her heels as he showed why he was the best there was. 

She missed the looks Ei sent towards him but she didn’t miss when the two got close and Izuku leaned into his ear. Denki hit every note as he showed off by throwing a stick in the air and catching it to continue the beat as Ei’s face heats up and Izuku backs off with a lustful look. But as the show was approaching the last few songs she couldn’t help but notice those green eyes, ones she fantasized about, staring right at her. 

That devilish smirk in place as the last song of the night was performed. One that showed off the band’s rebellious nature, especially when Kyoka lifted her crop top and flashed the crowd which garnered loud cheers. Black X pasties covering her nipples as she did so. Instead of a mad Izuku, Momo saw a smile on his face as he walked right over and brought her into a heated kiss. People yelled for more but unfortunately the band had reached their time but people left with wide smiles and talking about the experience.

All the while Momo was hot and needed an outlet. She needed Izuku so fucking bad.

So she went to find him. The staff did not stop her after seeing her badge and knowing the band had her there. Unfortunately she didn’t find him and instead was stopped by Kyoka. “Momo! There you are.” The taller woman slightly pouted but quickly gave a smile. “Enjoy the show?” 

Deciding she would keep looking but also happily answer the question. “Y-yeah! It was amazing!” Kyoka followed after her as she went down the hallway leading to the band’s room. No signs of Izuku anywhere.

The singer smiling as she watched the Heiress panicky looked everywhere for her man. It seemed the taller woman loved her some Izuku just like her. This was getting interesting.

“You guys really went wild on that stage.” Kyoka gave a small blush. They definitely were on something tonight it seemed. But between Izuku and Ei, she couldn’t help it and Denki definitely was going to join in on the fun. 

“Yeah…honestly that wasn’t planned but sometimes it's easier to just go with the flow.” The short woman bit her lip with a smile threatening to show when they got closer to their room. She didn’t want to stop Momo, in fact she wanted the girl to find out what just was happening. 

This game was going to get really fun.

“Honestly that is so cool of you guys! I was very surprised when you flashed us all…” Momo was glad Kyoka was behind her because she couldn’t help but blush at the image burned in her head.

“I didn’t expect to do that either if we are honest but…” Kyoka shrugged. “It just felt natural to do in that moment.”

“Well I am not -EEE!” 

Momo opened the band’s room and couldn’t stop her reaction. Inside the room was a naked Eijiro getting pounded by an equally naked Izuku, something she only knew because of the man’s hair. Their position had Izuku sitting on the couch with Ei chest to chest with him. The taller man’s hands around Izuku’s shoulders as the smaller man pounded up.

The two were lost in their own world together that they didn’t even stop when the door opened. Their grunts just getting louder and so to protect her crush, she closed the door and stood in front of it. She didn’t want Kyoka to know what was happening, scared he may get kicked out of the band. 

“Everything alright?” The Jiro looked Momo up and down with a questioning look. She hid the fact she knew exactly what was happening in that room. “Was Izuku in there?”

“No!” Momo coughed and looked embarrassed for a moment. “N-no I just shrieked because I saw a mouse in there!”

Oh she was protecting him now. How cute…

Kyoka was definitely going to tear that ass up once she got the opportunity. “A mouse? Maybe we should catch it. Here let me go…” She reached for the door handle but had to stop her laugh when Momo stopped her.

“NO! L-lets just go look somewhere else, yeah?” Then she was off. Talking about her fear of rodents to convince not only Kyoka but herself. It was cute.

--X--

“F-Fuck dude…I fucking love you.” Izuku laughed as Kiri collapsed against his chest. Both sweaty from the concert and their quick fuck. His cock still buried in the man as he pulled him deeper into his chest.

That earned him a small whine. “Big baby.” A red eyed glare shot up at him which caused him a laugh. “Fine, we can stay like this for a moment.” The bigger man practically purred before giving kisses to Izuku’s sweaty chest.

The two just like that as they came down from their high. Izuku’s hands massaging Ei’s muscled ass. Fingers digging into the flesh as the bassist basked in the arms of the man he wanted so desperately. 

“I am so sorry for him, you know?” Izuku smiled down at his friend before planting a kiss on that sweaty head.

“I dealt with Kacchan long before you two were together…you seem to forget that a lot.” Kiri whined.

“Yeah but because of m-”

“Don’t.” The himbo shut up immediately. “Don’t make excuses for that jackass. He made his bed and now he has to lay in it. You didn’t force him to say all that shit and make accusations. That was all him. Do you understand?” Eijiro nodded. “Good. Now just rest…we got to go pack our shit up in a few.”

That was when Izuku lifted Kiri off his cock. A whimper was let out as Izuku’s cock came out and left a cum filled, twitching hole. “Fuck…you are a mess.” The redhead let out a growl at Izuku’s teasing comment. 

“I can’t help you leave me so fucking open!” That just earned a laugh. Izuku couldn’t help it! The man was just too cute!

“You love it though…” Izuku gave another head kiss and then whispered. “I know you use that dildo made of my cock.”

“HEY! You expect me not to? That was a gift and I use my gifts!” The two laughed.

“A gag gift.” Izuku smiled down at his friend, hands still rubbing that amazing ass.

“I gag on it.” Kiri responded quickly before leaning up to kiss the man. A slow and passionate one between the two. A connection was there, a deep one that while not like that of Izuku and Kyoka, but made them still closer than just friends.

A few more minutes passed in silence before Izuku had to break it. “Lets clean up a bit and join the others…I am sure Kyoka is having fun distracting Momo.”

Eijiro gave a laugh. “I like her. She is pretty and would looks good between you two.” He gave a nudge to Izuku’s naked chest. “Don’t hurt her, yeah?”

The green haired man smiled softly. “I don’t plan on it.”

“Good.” Then with a teasing smile, Kiri nipped a studded nipple. This caused a yelp. “Lets get ready then!”

That was followed by a hard smack to his ass which just caused a moan from Kiri and a sigh from Izuku. Why was he attracting masochists?

--X--

Momo couldn’t fucking believe what she saw. She wasn’t mad though, how could she be? In fact she was more turned on and it drove her mad!

Why did she like this damn bad boy so much? He clearly didn’t care about his relationship! What makes her believe he would change for her? She didn’t have an answer as she sat in the hotel room.

The band packed up quickly, her helping them as she could. Though she actively avoided Eijiro when he and Izuku finally showed up. Nothing against the bassist…it was just she was embarrassed she saw him in such a state.

But she sat in the room waiting on Izuku. He told her he would be over after a quick shower and so she waited with baited breath until finally she heard the door unlock. He had the other key after all and so when he finally crossed that threshold, she was on him. Hugging him and nearly humping his leg.

“You looked so fucking hot tonight!”

Izuku chuckled and wrapped his arms around the girl. “Thanks! I am glad you enjoyed it.”

“I was thinking about the other night the whole time…what you did for me.” He raised a brow as she looked up at him. “Maybe tonight I will do something for you?”

“Yeah? Like what, love?” Love? Oh~ He knew what he was doing to her huh?

“Maybe I blow you…?” He gave a smirk. Letting go of her in which she backed off him slowly when he did. 

He looked at her, up and down. It made Momo slightly uncomfortable. Not she didn’t enjoy his attention but more of the fact how wet she got as he did so. “So you just going to stand there or get to it?”

She looked into those green eyes with wide ones. D-did he really just ask that? He did and he was waiting, so what did she do? Drop to her knees immediately. 

Izuku watched with a smile at the woman between his legs. Even when she was fumbling over his belt she was one of the hottest girls he ever saw in his life. But when she finally did get his pants undone and pulled them down just a bit, he watched her face go from a light blush to dark red. Eyes going wide at the bulge in his boxers. 

“What are you waiting for?” He teased. “You practically begged for this. Getting cold feet?” A laugh leaving him as his hand petted her hair. 

With a small pout she gripped his boxers on each side of his hips and tugged down. What Momo should have expected was the fat bulge to reveal a thick cock. While that was true, she didn’t expect to get smack right in the face by it. His shaft covering one eye was she looked up at him.

The man gave a laugh and tapped across her face a few times. Her mouth opened up out of instinct as she gazed into those green orbs, tongue tasting him for the first time. Silver piercings lining the shaft of his cock. It was so hot and he felt so fucking good agaisnt her. 

“Go on…show me what you got, baby.”

That was all she needed as she gripped him with both hands. His girth really prevalent as she held his cock. He filled her hands and the weight was eye opening. But quickly she got more and more excited, giving him cat like licks to the tip as precum leaked out.

A breathy moan came out as she did so, the noise shocking her as she realized it was him who released it. Getting more confident, she quickly took the head into her mouth. After countless videos she watched for ‘research’, she picked up a rhythm with her tongue. Licking across the slit at the tip and the underside of it. His hands rubbing her head as he let her work. 

Finding herself in her work as she stroked him slowly, thumbs rubbing the piercings on the underside of his shaft. Thinking about this cock filling Kyoka every night, filling Eijiro, other girls and guys, and…her. Thoughts of what it would feel like as he filled her virgin pussy.

It worried her but also excited her so fucking much. So much so that she took more of his cock. Her jaw straining as she got half of him in before pulling off. “Hehe it is okay, you don’t have to strain yourself.” He told her. “You are doing good…just don’t forget the balls.”

Listening to him, she brought her hand to his balls. Rolling the heavy sack in her hand, she hear him sigh before an idea struck. Lifting his cock with her other hand, she leaned foreword and put one of those balls in her mouth. Looking up at him as she sucked on the large testicle. 

His loud moan music to her ears as she popped off and licked up his shaft, going back down to take the other ball. “Holy fuck! That is it!”

She found her rhythm and did the move a few more times before taking him back in her mouth. Not going more than halfway. Her tongue doing most of the work as she teased that sensitive tip until he gripped her hair and warned her. “I am so fucking close…want me to fill that pretty mouth.”

Izuku didn’t receive in answer in words. Instead those beautiful, soft eyes stared up at him with desire and a few more seconds pass before his balls tightened. Shooting deep into her mouth and pumped her with everything he had. To his amazement, the woman swallowed every last drop. Pulling out, he planted his cock across her smiling face.

“Fuck…I want to take a picture so fucking bad and make it my wall paper.” She loved that idea but quickly got worried. “Don’t worry. I won’t…this time.”

She shivered as he tucked himself back in his pants. Grabbing her and brining her up. Kissing her deeply in which she responded quickly. Opening her mouth for him as that tongue explored her mouth.

“I taste so fucking good on you.” He smirked as she fought for air. His head resting against hers. “Want me to stay the night?”

Oh she desperately wanted that but it wasn’t smart. Kyoka could come by and raise hell. She didn’t want that for him. “You should go…woulnd’t be smart.”

He didn’t give up the game. Instead pecking her lips before adding. “We have somethings to do tomorrow. I want you to join us. It will be fun.” He looked into her eyes. “Will you stay?”

How could she say no to that? “Yes! I would love to!”

“Good.” He kissed her again and backed away. “Good night, Momo.”

“Good night, Izuku.” He gave a wink and left the room.

Locking the door behind him, she fell into her bed for night. Screaming into her pillow, her nerves on fire. She wanted to go further but…she wasn’t ready. She, personally, needed just a little longer. She just hope it didn’t hurt him.

While Momo thought everything over and eventually fell asleep, Izuku and Kyoka spent their night fucking until eventually they were too tired to keep going. “I want her so fucking bad.”

“Me too, Izu.” The statement both a surprise and not. Momo was something both fancied and they planned to have her in their bed. “Me too, baby.”

That night all three of them had very similar dreams. Being in the same large bed as they enjoy each other’s body’s.

Chapter Text

When Momo woke to a knock on her room’s door, she was very surprised to see no other than Kyoka at her door. The short singer looked every bit intimidating as she looked Momo up and down. It made the heiress gulp a little.

“You know for just waking up you have to be the prettiest person I’ve ever seen.” Momo immediately went red at the straight face Kyoka. Now that was unexpected.

“T-thanks.” Then she felt like facepalming. She couldn’t even sound confident in front of the other girl. But Kyoka said nothing, instead just nodding her head.

“Looks like it will be me and you for a bit. The guys fucked off somewhere and honestly I didn’t feel like asking.” What she failed to mention is she was the one to make them fuck off. “So there is a photoshoot for some new merch happening today. Wanna go?”

Momo smiled, that did sound like fun. Being able to see some of the behind the scenes would be cool and plus she got to spend it with Kyoka. That didn’t sound like a bad day at all! But…wasn’t she helping her man cheat on her? Fuck! Maybe this wouldn’t be so easy. 

“Of course!” Then Momo got something she never would have thought to be directed at her.

A real Kyoka smile. The singer looked pleased with the answer.

“Awesome. I will let you wash up in our room.” The shorter woman chuckled. “I know you didn’t bring anything with you.”

The taller woman blushed but accepted gratefully. 

---X---

What Momo didn’t expect was how close the photoshoot was happening. It was only like a ten minute walk and they were at the small studio. Though there was something else on her mind as they arrived. 

It was the fact she was currently wearing one of Izuku’s shirts. And it was offered by Kyoka herself!

Now the shirt was comfy don’t get her wrong and even smelled like the guitarist, but wasn’t it weird to be handed the shirt from the man’s girlfriend? But at the moment she didn’t even question it. Taking the shirt with a smile and missing the smirk by the other woman.

But none of it mattered when a woman named Yuyu walked right up to them and asked. “So this is our model?” While Momo froze, Kyoka answered.

“Yep. Isn’t she killer?”

The punk rocker hugged the taller woman from behind, squeezing her in those smaller arms, and gave the photographer a smile. All the while Momo was trying to process what in the hell was going on. Though part of her couldn’t help but enjoy feeling the singer around her. The warmth she gave was soothing and even though she crushed on her man, Momo wanted her just as much.

“I’ll say…” Yuyu looked her up and down. Smile coming to her face. “You will have guys and girls dying to buy something.” Shooting the raven haired woman a wink, she pointed over to a set of doors. “Already got the outfits set up. Just a bit a make up to make those eyes pop and I think we can get going. What do you say boss?”

Kyoka let her go but not before patting her on the ass. Breaking the woman’s frozen state as she blushed furiously. “I like the natural beauty myself but you are the expert here. I’ll help her get ready.”

“Mmhmm.” Yuyu shot a knowing look at Kyoka before walking off with a smirk. “Just don’t take too long lover girl!”

“Fuck off!” Kyoka called back with a huff as the photographer just laughed. “Don’t listen to her…well other than the photoshoot don’t listen to her.”

“I-I am in the photoshoot?” The singer looked up at her will a smile. It was soft as she bumped against her.

“No…you are the photoshoot, babe.” Taking Momo’s hand, Kyoka pulled her to the changing rooms. “Come on. I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

That gave the woman confidence as she followed willingly. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing. While it was shocking, she was helping the band out right? Showing off new clothing and maybe even help them get support. Yeah that wasn’t bad, Momo thought. 

But she did pause when she saw just what she was going to wear.

“Umm, Kyoka…are you sure about this?” The singer hid the smirk she wanted to give and instead looked over at Momo with a raised brow.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like it?” 

Well that isn’t exactly the issue. In fact it was the type of ‘clothing’ she would be wearing. Or lack of clothing she should say. Instead of shirts, pants, or even hats it was bathing suits. And the one Kyoka was holding up was a bikini top. 

One that might be just a bit small for Momo.

“No…its just…” She fought for the right words to say. But ultimately couldn’t think of any. Instead just shrugging her shoulders and biting her lip in thought.

“Hey…it’s okay.” Kyoka put the bikini down and came over. Grabbing both of Momo’s hands which caused the woman to look at her friend. “We can start more basic if you want. Maybe a crop top and jeans?”

The heiress couldn’t resist that damn smile Kyoka gave her. The warmth filling her chest as small hands rubbed circles on the back of her own. “Like I said I will be with you every step of the way.” Then she leaned in close, teasing grin taking place. “And if you would like, I can even dress you up in ways I know Izuku would love.”

Momo gulped and looked at the shorter woman with wide eyes. Did she know? Did he tell her? She hoped not. She didn’t want to be pushed away or even have him kicked out. Then again she still remembers walking in on him and Eijiro. That could definitely split the band. 

“Just relax…take a deep breath.” Kyoka coaxed her out of her head. Talking softly as she helped Momo relax. “These are just a few pictures to help sell some new merch. If you don’t want to, we don't have to.” But then Kyoka leaned in, whispering to her. “But I, and Izuku, would love it if you do this.”

Momo became acutely aware just how close Kyoka was. Even with their height difference, she just felt smaller than the singer. “In fact...I think I have a little something for you that may help.”

In an unexpected and welcoming twist, the violet haired girl leaned up and kissed Momo. The turn of events melted the woman’s brain. Immediately hands on Kyoka’s waist as she kissed back with need. Like Izuku, the punk took charge. Dominating her mouth with tongue as Momo let it happen and just enjoyed herself. 

Her mind filled with lewd images of Kyoka. Things Momo would let her do in this very room. Unfortunately it didn’t last nearly as long as she wanted to. Kyoka pulled away with a smile. “Let’s get you dressed, yeah?”

Needless to say Momo did not fight her.

--X--

The photos turned out wonderful, if Kyoka had to say herself. Watching Momo relax as the shoot went on made her happy. It also helped that the girl was warming up to her as well. She could tell that Izuku was stuck in her mind though. Then again she couldn’t blame her for that.

Izuku was Izuku and oftentimes was on her own mind as well. But she figured they should tell Momo soon about their relationship but she also wanted to see just how long it could go on. A dangerous game to be playing but she had a feeling Momo wouldn’t mind all too much.

If that kiss was anything to go by, it seemed that she had two crushes happening. 

But Kyoka didn’t worry too much as she watched Yuyu get Momo all set up for the final pics. This one being the bikini that she showed her earlier. Even though the girl was blushing, she rocked that damn bikini like no one else. If Kyoka was any different she might have been a bit self-conscious about her own looks. Thankfully she got over that era of her life.

Her thoughts were interrupted as an all too familiar arm wrapped around her waist. Head leaning against the bicep of the man. “Damn, she looks fucking great.”

Kyoka just chuckled. “Yeah she does.” Looking up with a smile. “Had fun?” Izuku met her eyes. A twinkle in them as he just chuckled.

“Yeah, though I think we got a domantrix to take Denki out.” He scratched the back of his neck. “So lets hope he is able to perform tomorrow.” The Jiro just shook her head. 

Getting on her tip toes a bit to kiss his lips. Something small and quick yet showed all the love she had for him. “He better or it's your ass.” He gave a light shiver at the tone. “Where is Ei?”

“Back at the hotel, sleeping or at their gym. He has been a little off with Bakugo showing up yesterday.” She nodded at that. Their former bandmate was fine in the beginning but he just changed sadly as they started to get more popular. “Was thinking of grabbing him and taking you all out. Hopefully it will get him to relax.”

“Would love to.” Another quick peck to his lips. “We can ask Momo when we get done here.” Speaking of which, it seemed like Yuyu had just finished up with the final shots. 

Momo herself seemed exhausted, which is probably true. They had been at the studio all day, with breaks thankfully, but being out of her element definitely showed on her face. “Go say hey. I’m sure she would love it.” 

Izuku didn’t waste a second. Moving over to Momo with a smile. Yuyu caught sight of him first and she just sighed. “You two better not fucking hurt my new top model! I swear I will shove my camera up your ass!”

The raven haired woman perked up and wondered what the photographer was talking about until she spotted him. His smile lit the room as he approached. “Yeah, yeah. You know I wouldn’t hurt her. I mean look at me!” He gave Yuyu wide, puppy eyes. “I wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

Yuyu just looked at him with a blank stare. “Whatever. Just bring her back around, yeah? Need some more eye candy around here.” Then she was gone. Walking away to begin going over all the photos taken. 

“So, Momo, how was your day?” She gulped as the attention was put on her. 

“G-great!” She said with a nervous laugh. Watching those eyes go from her face to her boobs. It turned her own and yet made her realize just how little clothes she was wearing. 

“You should have seen her!” Kyoka said as she came closer. “A true natural. Just wait until the photos come out. We will be having to fight people off left and right.” 

While Izuku laughed, Momo just blushed and hugged herself. Thoughts of the two of them doing such a thing filled her head. Then said thoughts led to much more lewd avenues. Only when Izuku started speaking did she come back. 

“We were wanting to go out tonight. Get some dinner and such. Wanna go?” He looked at her. Those green eyes piercing her, the same ones that filled her dreams.

Kyoka then chimed in. “You can even take the clothes we used today. That way you don’t have to wear the same thing.” Then she gave a smile, one nearly as bright as Izuku’s. “Plus got some new merch for tomorrow’s concert.” 

With the two teaming up on her she couldn’t help but say yes! Then ideas of them teaming up on her in different ways came. “S-sure! I would love to. Just let me go get changed.”

“I’ll come help pack.” Kyoka grabbed her hand then shot Izuku a look. “You stay here. Just us girls.” The green haired man just laughed and waved them off. 

In no time they were behind doors and her back was pressed against the wood as Kyoka pressed against her. Lips on hers that drove her wild. Her own hands on the violet haired woman as smaller ones rubbed up her stomach. “You looked phenomenal out there…and the way Izuku looked at you.” Momo was confused at the look Kyoka gave her. “He wanted you so bad.”

Wait. Why was she telling her that?

“But we should get packed. I’m starving.” Momo couldn’t disagree. Grabbing some clothes, she moved to go get changed before being stopped. “You can change in here, you know? I don’t mind.”

Momo gulped, looking over at Kyoka with wide eyes. Just what was going on with these two? And how did they know Momo liked both of them? 

She thought about saying no, thought about telling Kyoka it will be quick but a dirty fantasy filled her mind. Still running off the high of both kisses, Momo started stripping out of the bikini. Getting naked right in front of the other girl.

“Damn. You really won the genetic lottery.”

The singer whispered, once more against Momo. Bodies pressed together as the heiress just stared at her. Shudder down her spine when a hand pressed against her belly, sliding down against her core. Kyoka looking at her with heavy eyes.

“So fucking pretty.” She whispered as Momo groaned when two fingers pressed into her cunt. Hands flying to the singer’s shoulders. “And tight~”

She bit her lip as Kyoka rubbed over her clit, kissing her naked breasts as Momo just took it. Whining for more as the punk rubbed over her soaked pussy. Speeding up her movements as Momo approached her orgasm, holding onto Kyoka for dear life. 

It lasted only a minute and Momo was putty. Biting her lip as she came quickly under smaller fingers. Skilled fingers that patted her pussy after they were done and went up to the owner’s lips.

“Mmm…I see why Izuku likes you so much.” Kyoka said with a knowing look and yet Momo couldn’t process it. Deaf to the world as she came down from her high. Resting against Kyoka as she breathed hard.

“Come on. Let's finish up here, yeah?”

Yeah…like she could do that on jelly legs.

--X--

Momo didn’t know what was happening. How her life got so wild so quickly. Going from a fan of a band to getting stuck between the guitarist and singer of said band. 

Should she tell Izuku about what happened? How she willingly let his girlfriend get her off while he was on the other side of the door?

Or should she tell Kyoka that her wonderful boyfriend ate her out and she blew him? Or the fact she caught him fucking the bassist?

She didn’t know. Her love for both of them ran deep and she couldn’t decide. But what she did know was that she should not be alone with the green haired man in the green room. Now it wasn’t like it started as just the two of them. The other band members were here but at some point Kyoka dragged them all away. Something about meeting with their opener, but she wasn’t too sure.

All she knew was Eijiro went with a smile while Denki groaned and had a hard time getting up. Apparently he spent the night with a dominatrix? Momo wasn’t sure. Though apparently the person was here to see the show as well and that Denki was both scared and turned on. Which led to her being alone with none other than Izuku.

The green eyed man that currently had her in his lap. Lips against hers with her hands in that wild hair. She was breathless and wanton. His own hands under her shirt and feeling her up. She should stop this, figure out what was going on but she couldn’t. 

Momo was human after all and she had needs. And this man was giving her everything she wanted.

“Fuck…I want you so damn bad…” He whispered against her lips. “Right now. Fucking need you, baby.”

A personal rule of Izuku’s was not fucking before a show. Only oral, just something that he personally made sure of. At this moment though, he wanted Momo. “Please?”

Well that just made his dick throb. Her wide eyes looking at him. Lips full from their makeout session. Pleading with him for it. “Need you so much. Can’t stop thinking about it.” She whispered against him while he just looked at her. Hand on her thigh where she sat on his lap. “Please, Izuku?”

That was all it took. Their positions switched as he shed his top, shirtless chest on display just for her. Hands fiddling with his pants until they were down his legs. Her dark eyes immediately going to that delicious cock. Wanting to reach out and grab it but he was moving for her pants. Then a thought hit her.

“Wait!” He immediately stopped and looked at her. “Condom?”

He blushed. “Umm I don’t have one. Don’t really use them with Kyoka and typically don’t fuck before a show.”

She paused, thinking on what to do. Then she blushed deeply. “Well…want to use my ass?” Izuku stared at her. Looking to see if she really wanted it. 

“Are you sure? We don’t ha-”

“I want it!” She said quickly. “Please? I want it more than anything and I’m ready.”

The confidence she had made him nod. Then he will make sure she is taken care of. Kissing her, he grabbed her waist and picked her up. Momo let him manhandle her, turning her around so her knees were on the couch and chest over the back of the couch. Bent over to give him access to her rear.

“Fuck, Momo. You are just perfect.” He told her, getting her underwear and jeans down to her knees. That large ass on display, all for him to enjoy. Rough hands rubbing the pale skin. Then a spank had her yelping. Looking back at him with hungry eyes. 

“Do that again…” Izuku smirked and did so. Momo moaned as he just laughed. 

Then a thought hit them. Shouldn’t they have l-OHHH! 

A groan left her mouth when Izuku’s lips pressed against her tight rim. Tongue poking out to swipe across the tight hole. Hands digging into her fleshy ass before one came off and swatted the large cheek. Momo jumping and groaning as pleasure filled her system.

Izuku going lower to lick across her soaked pussy lips and back up to her hole. Kissing and licking to loosen her up. Pulling back, he spit on that pretty hole as his thumb rubbed across it. Pressing in just a bit. “Shit…that’s it.” He whispered as he watched her relax and let his thumb in. 

Spitting some more as he pulled his thumb back and pressed his face back down. “Nngh Izuku…” Momo moaned out as her head hung down. A slap rippling across her ass in response. 

The man himself let out groans of pleasure. Enjoying himself as he opened her up, pressing fingers in as his tongue licked over her winking hole. When he worked her open enough to take three fingers, he felt satisfied. Thinking quickly, he rubbed his cock on the heiress’ pussy. Getting her fluids all over himself as she moaned in pleasure. Teasing her clit with his cock before rubbing it over her asshole.

“Izuku…Ple-EEH!” Momo stopped herself as the bulbous tip pressed in, spreading her tight rim as he begin pressing further. “Shit! Yes, fuck yes!”

The guitarist just laughed at the reaction he got. Watching his cock sink further as Momo screamed in pleasure. Her sounds bounced off the walls as he filled her completely. Hands on her ass as he pulled back. Spreading her open with slow thrusts as she got used to him.

“Look at that. Taking me so well.” He laughed and smacked her ass. Flesh rippled as it began to turn red. “You love this don’t you? Knowing my dick is going to ruin you before a show.”

“Yes…huh…I-I love it.” Momo said panting. The stretch feeling better than she thought it would. “More, need more…”

He just laughed, pulling back and then slamming home. Earning himself a moan for his efforts. “Like that?” Momo nodded. Not able to say words as her pussy soaked her thighs and her mind turned to mush. “You really are something. Taking my dick so well in that tight ass…just sucking me in. Fuck!”

A smack resounding in the room as he enjoyed watching her get wrecked. Momo didn’t have any words. Her body was on fire as he sped up, slamming into her ass when she got completely comfortable. Pussy absolutely drenched as his hand came down to press into it. Rough fingers going over her clit that sent electricity through her body.

Grunts left Izuku’s mouth as he felt that tight hole just squeezing his cock. Hips slamming into that thick ass, bouncing off it with every thrust. Filling her completely over and over. Her moans music to his ears as he flicked her clit. He could tell she was so close and if he was honest, so was he.

“Guh! Zuku! Fuck…gonna-NNGH!”

He laughed as she came undone, asshole tightening around him as she came hard. Legs shaking as her hands tightened around the back of the couch. Breathless as Izuku rubbed her pussy through her orgasm. Cock still hammering home until finally one last, brutal thrust slammed home. His chest pressed against her back. 

“Shit!” Was all he said. Sounding out of breath as cum was shot deep inside. Momo breathing hard as he held her around the waist. Lips pressed against her ear. “I think…think I am addicted to you.”

Her heart skipped a beat at his confession. She tried to say something but she was just too tired too. She wanted to tell him that she agreed, how she can’t stop thinking about him, wanting him in so many ways. But all that came out was a groan of pleasure. Then a whine as he pulled out, slapping her ass one final time.

“Fuck, we need to clean up.” She nodded thought didn’t move. Watching him as he came around, pants pulled up but his cock was still out. He had grabbed some kleenex to wipe up but her eyes were trained on that beautiful shaft. “All good?”

A smile on his face as she just whined when he finally pulled his pants all the way up. “T-tired..” Was all she said. Legs feeling like jelly from intense orgasm. He nodded and came closer. Lifting her head up and kissing her. A moan coming from her as he did so. “Taste good…” She trailed off as she looked into those eyes. 

Everything melted away as she did. Those soft, green eyes filled with love and adoration as he looked her over. “Yeah? Well that is all you babe.” He rubbed her cheek. “Lets get you all cleaned up. Still got a show after all.” Izuku just laughed as she whined.

“Yeah we do.” Momo froze, gulping as the feminine voice filled the room. Looking over to her right where the door was, she felt like she was about to die. “You two just couldn’t wait, huh?”

In the doorway stood Kyoka Jiro. Looking at the two with a grin as Momo herself felt like she was about to die. “Kyoka! It's-”

“Come on, babe. Let me get cleaned up and I’ll be right out.” Izuku said with a smile. The woman just shook her head and walked away. Closing the door behind her. The guitarist turned back to her. 

“Izuku…I-”

She started to panic. Standing and quickly pulling her pants up. Chest heaving as she just realized they were caught, only she was stopped with two strong arms wrapped around her. “Shhh it is all good, Momo. Trust me. I will explain everything after the concert.” He looked at the wall clock. “Unfortantly I have to go but come out and enjoy yourself.” He brought her hands up and kissed them. Looking at her with a soft smile. “I promise you everything will be all okay.”

He gave a wink and pulled her with him. Making sure she actually left the room to watch the show. Momo herself was wondering what the hell was going on.