Slumber Party

The boys of 1-A were out on a long field mission. This caused some jealousy in the ranks of the female heroes-to-be, and after some discussion it was decided they would have a party.

A slumber party!

Cheshire was there, though they technically didn't need an adult around as they had permission. But since she was free that day and the girls wanted to get to know her better, she had been invited.

Everyone was wearing casual pajamas - mostly shirts and sweatpants. Elly had on an old band t-shirt herself, with her most comfortable, fuzzy lounge pants. The first thing they did was order a bunch of pizza for delivery, and the second was a friendly attack on the school's counselor.

As was usual in most cases when teenagers get together, the topic had almost immediately come up of dating. This made them turn to her and bombard her with questions.

"I just sat down!" The counselor laughed when they flopped all around her on the couch, asking "who she liked" and "if she had a boyfriend".

"Yeah, but we really wanna know." Toru clasped her gloved hands together. They were a little closer than the others, since the girl shared her quirk and she had been mentoring her.

"Well... I'm single. If you must know, I do have an interest in someone, though."

"Oooh! Who is it?" Ochacho gasped eagerly.

Tsuyu bounced up beside her rosy-cheeked friend, whose eyes had grown wide. "Yeah, Ms. Cheshire - are they one of the teachers here, ribbit?"

"Oh, my. You're not going to drop this, are you?"

Everyone shook their heads, grinning at her.

"Okay. Yes. He's the most gorgeous guy here," she smiled.

"Gorgeous? Goodness." Momo raised her eyebrows. "Um... who do we have that is that attractive on the staff?"

Tsuyu set one long finger to her mouth and pondered, rocking back on her legs. "Ribbit...?"

"Oh, please tell us!" The brunette by her side was bouncing up and down in excitement. She was also very glad they hadn't gotten to her yet and was willing to drag this moment out to avoid her own inevitable embarrassment. "Does he know?"

Elly shook her head. "No, I'm way too shy to tell him. I mean - you know, what if he doesn't feel the same way?"

"How do you feel about him?"

The counselor coughed a low, dry cough into one hand. "Uh, you know, maybe we should just -"

"No way," Toru begged, hopping alongside Ochaco. "We're learning about adult relationships! Are you really as awkward as us?"

She burst out laughing at the invisible girl's candid observation. "Okay, okay! Yes. We make plenty of mistakes. And he - he's so... well, I think I've fallen in love with him."

"That could easily happen, right?" Mina nodded. "Spending most of your time with him in school and afterward. And don't you all pair off with each other for patrols?"

"Yep. The teachers go out for social events, too. We get to know each other very well. Unfortunately, this means if he, ah, liked me I think he would've asked me out by now." Her eyes clouded over slightly.

"Awwww." A collective sigh rang out of the group.

"But I still can't help it. His eyes are so gorgeous, and he has this look he does when he's working that makes me lose my mind."

"And his voice?" Ochacho prompted.

"Oh, yes. It sends shivers up my spine when he speaks." Elly sighed dreamily, her purple eyes distant and her long, striped tail fluffed out in all directions.

Kyoka squinted appraisingly at her, then remarked slyly, "I dunno, Miss Cheshire - Present Mic has a pretty annoying voice."

Her ears settled back part way. "No he doesn't -!" She caught herself and blushed bright red, laughing and covering her face momentarily.

The girls squealed in glee.

"Aha!"

"Wait, it'shim?!"

"Ohmigosh."

"Nooo. Is it really him? Tell us!"

"Yes, tell us!"

Elly gave up. She let everything she had been holding back out at last in a heartful little cry. "Okay, geez, I admit it! I'm in love with Present Mic!"

They all erupted into laughter and cheers, wildly giggling and falling all over themselves until an apologetic cough interrupted their mirth.

The pizza guy was here.

He had a huge stack of boxes piled in his arms that covered his face. And although the man's facial features were hidden, she spotted a beaded bracelet on one wrist that she recognized.

Elly froze.

Her eyes grew huge and she started to visibly sweat.

He held his arms out mutely, the pizza boxes wobbling somewhat unsteadily. The girls rushed over and unloaded them to the table in the middle of the common area. As the last box was lifted from the pile, Mic's face was revealed.

His cheeks were flushed and he was sporting the biggest, dorkiest (and most adorable, to tell the truth) grin she had ever seen. As it was late, he was also dressed casually. He wore a t-shirt with a slightly larger button down on top as a light jacket, and worn jeans. His hair was pulled back in a messy bun with the overflow dangling down the back of his neck.

He stared incredulously at her from behind his red, floating frame glasses with those mesmerizing eyes of his.

"Whoa, baby," he said in a low voice.

Elly would have run but there was nowhere to go. He was blocking the exit and the girls were behind her. So she stayed, swaying slightly on her feet with her tail lashing against the backs of her legs in agitation. "How long were you standing there, Mic?"

"The pizza's warm, not hot," Tsuyu mumbled to Momo. "I'd say pretty long."

"Uh oh," the dark haired girl said quietly.

"I came in around the time you were talking about my eyes." He squinted down at her with the wicked look he now knew made her weak.

"I - I don't know what to say... uh." She took a shaky breath and started again. "I'm sorry, we were fooling around and -"

"Nuh uh," he shook his head. "Don't apologize if you meant it." He lowered his voice even more, moving and dipping down to her height so he could be closer to one of her furry ears. "Did you mean it?"

She choked, biting her lip. "Oh, hell. Yes."

"Good." He slipped an arm around her waist and called out to the goggle-eyed students staring with their hands pressed to their mouths and clasped between their breasts with barely contained teenage excitement. "You girls can have just as much fun with Midnight, right? She's home, give her a call."

"M - Mic?" Elly squeaked faintly as he drew her comfortably alongside him.

He met her nervous gaze full on with a huge smile. "We've got plans," he called over his shoulder as he escorted her out if the dormitory.

He guided her out the dormitory and they started walking towards the teacher's complex. They were quiet for a bit, but he broke the silence after a while.

"D'ya really like my voice?" He seemed uncertain of himself all at once. "It's not, ya know, whiney or anything?"

"What? No! Your voice is perfect," she insisted. "Just like I said. Have people said that?"

"Yeah."

"Well, screw them." She said it with such heat that he glanced over, startled.

"Awesome," he murmured. "Ya really do care." He squeezed her waist gently and her heart started to beat even faster.

"Um." She fidgeted, looking anywhere but directly at his beautiful eyes.

"Hey, pretty kitty." He reached out and cupped her chin in one hand. She was gently directed so that their eyes met, and saw he was staring at her so intensely she shivered. "You wanna have our own slumber party?"

"Mic!" Her jaw dropped and he giggled wickedly.

"Here, we're almost at my apartment. An' call me Hizashi - y'don't hafta be formal, babe."

She choked, the blush she was wearing growing even darker. "H - Hizashi?"

"C'mon." He hummed in a suggestive manner, his hand slipping lower so he could lightly stroke her neck. "Be my girl, huh? And let me rock you startin' tonight ... an' forever after."

There was absolutely nothing she could say to this. Her throat worked, but no sound came out; she reached up and touched his cheek with a brief caress of her fingertips, her eyes shining.

"'Cause I, uh, I've fallen in love with you, too." He spoke this last so sheepishly, and bit his lip so adorably she couldn't help herself and had to kiss him. He eagerly kissed back, closing his eyes and humming a little, which startled her but the vibration from his quirk turned the kiss into a brand new experience for her. When they broke apart she moaned very softly and he shivered.

"Awright," he muttered to himself, digging in his shirt pocket for the key. "Ah. Uh... Ches?"

She nodded, still speechless. Hizashi looked uncertain, nervous. "Do you really want to ... I mean, you know what I'm suggestin', right?"

Elly's heart nearly melted right then and there. She hugged him tightly all at once, causing him to wheeze comically.

"Babe! Yikes!"

"Hizashi, I love you. I only know you as a friend, but I want to know you as a lover."

It was the Voice Hero's turn to gasp for air as he lost the ability to speak. He hugged her back, not believing his good luck. A half an hour ago he thought she didn't feel the same.

He pushed the door open and stepped aside so she could enter first. She walked in, comfortable because she had been here quite a few times before. His apartment was decorated in an older fashion, 70's style with framed records hanging on the wall and a very expensive sound system hooked up on one wall. She smiled at him when he coughed nervously.

"Um. You've been here, yeah."

"Lots of times."

He took her hand. "But you've never seen my bedroom."

It was dark, the blinds drawn. He flicked a light switch and the room glowed warmly from within. The color scheme was yellow and black - just like his hero costume, and it was still a blast the past. A pretty gold lava lamp was warming up on the nightstand that would add to the atmosphere. She looked around briefly, but her focus was on the bed. Hizashi owned a large, western sized bed with a wooden headboard and everything.

"You like?"

"I do," she murmured. "It's pretty in here and it's just so you."

"Nahhh," he flushed at her praise. "I see something prettier." He crept up on her from behind and kissed the nape of her neck.

"Eek!" His mustache tickled and she screeched, then laughed when he tightened his grip, chuckling, to nuzzle her even more. "Hizashi! That tickles!"

"I kno-o-ow, why you think I'm doin' it?!" As she wriggled his hands moved to get a better grip and slid further up her stomach. When he felt her tremble at his touch, he reached all the way and cupped her breasts in both hands.

Elly's breathing picked up and she had to steady herself against the only thing available, which was his body. "Hey, sexy, I'm about to collapse," she warned him.

"Onto the bed, then," he said cheerfully. "That's where we're headed anyway."

"Good idea." She walked over, then paused to look towards him only to see him grinning hugely. He wiggled his eyebrows at her before leaping, catching her in a huge hug and landing them squarely in the middle of the fluffy bedspread.

"Oh my god!" She clutched wildly at him as the bed rocked under them.

He couldn't contain his laughter. "Water bed, baby. Surprise!"

"Augh, you dork! That nearly made me have a heart attack!" Elly grabbed him and wormed her fingers under the t-shirt he was wearing. "Take that!"

"Oh, oh, wait!" His giggles were dangerous. He squealed hilariously, trying to escape her gentle tickling and when he was unable to he resorted to begging. "Pleaaase, c'mon, I'm gonna break a window or somethin'! I swear!"

She paused only when the window actually did start to rattle. It ceased the moment he stopped screeching. "You're not kidding, are you?"

"Nuh uh, promise! I've already broken two this semester 'cause of spiders. Nezu's getting pissed at me."

"Spiders?"

"I get someone to spray here all the time for bugs, but the spiders get in anyway." He shuddered and instinctively hung onto her for comfort. "I kinda lose control of my screams then. Sometimes."

"That's terrible." She stroked the back of his head, careful not to unfasten the tight bun he had wrapped it up in. It was as soft as she had imagined. "Well, I'm only a few apartments down. Next time when you see one, text me. I'll come get it for you."

His green-gold eyes stared at her in awe. "You - you'd do that for me?"

"Yes. I don't ever want you to feel that afraid. It must suck. I mean, I have anxiety and stuff, but I don't have any actual phobias. You do."

"Thank you."

"No problem. You know how I feel now. I'm hopelessly in love with you." Her ears lay on either side of her head as she confessed again.

"And Present Mic?"

"He's part of you, so yes!"

"Damn, babygirl. You're drivin' me crazy." He squirmed around a little, fussing until he was laying part way on top of her on the bed, her hands still on the back of his head. "You want that down? Ya keep playin' with it."

"At some point, yes. I - I really want to see you like that. Never have."

"Not a lot have." He smiled faintly. "It's so long I keep it tied back all the time. Otherwise it gets in everything." He kissed her briefly, then ran a hand through her much shorter hair. "I like yours. S'more simple. I would love to see it down, too, though."

"After awhile the spray will wear out," she grinned. "I can brush it down, if you'd like."

"Mm. Later. We can do each other's hair." He rolled his eyes and she laughed. "I'd much rather get to the doin' each other now." Hizashi deliberately rubbed his groin on hers and kissed her once more.

"Mmm. Oh, Hizashi."

"Yeah, baby." He groaned. "These're in the way..." Reaching up, he pulled his glasses off and tossed them on the nightstand. "There. I've got all I need right here."

"Uh oh." She frowned. "Except we need protection."

"Aaahhh... shitfuck. I knew I was forgetting somethin'." He slapped the side of his face.

"It's okay."

"So, uh. You get the mandatory testing done every month as a hero, right?"

"Oh, yes. Blood has a tendency to get on us, so it's necessary. I'm clean."

"Me too."

"I'm not currently on birth control, though."

He blinked. "Oh... then we need it for now. Uh, here. I think I have some condoms in the drawer." He reached over and pulled out a small box, squinting at the expiration date.

Elly hid a smile behind her hand at his expression. "Expired?"

He cleared his throat. "Long frickin' expired." He paused, then, realizing what this implied and tugged a finger at his shirt collar, dragging it down and swallowing hard. "Er..."

"It's okay. There's a convenience mart not far from the grounds. We could zip over real quick."

He sighed. "Yeah."

"Agreed." She kissed him on the cheek and he brightened noticeably. "I'll see if I can get to my doctor's soon. I really should be on the pill anyway, but last time I tried it messed me up. They have new kinds, though."

"If it still messes ya up ya don't hafta try so hard. Wearing a condom won't kill me."

"True, but I like feeling more secure. And since you've made it very clear we're going to be a monogamous couple..." She nuzzled his neck, smiling shyly.

"Aw, babe. Yer killin' me here. Too cute!" He rubbed her ears and grinned. "Hey, now we can get some snacks, too!"

The store was a brisk walk away and they made it there fairly quick, though they weren't in a hurry. They walked with Hizashi's arm wrapped around her waist, their movements and voices suggesting to any who overheard that they were completely head over heels with each other.

They separated once there, however, when she wandered a few feet away to snag something to buy.

"Hey, Ches, you want some pork buns?"

Her ears perked, and she looked up from the selection of breads she was currently perusing to nod enthusiastically. "Oh, yes! Get some, please. I've got a couple bottles of your favorite soda here."

"Ooooh! Good." He packed a few to go and, grinning, slipped his free arm around her waist again. "We gotta get the goods next, sweet thing."

"Uh huh."

"I need a particular, err, brand. Yer not allergic to latex, are ya?"

"Nope." They walked around a corner and into the health section. The selection was far more vast than she remembered back in the States. "Whoa. So many... and the box art is way different than where I come from."

"Really? I thought this was universal." He frowned, squinting at the packages. "Where th' hell..."

"What brand do you need, Zashi?"

He giggled gleefully at the pet name, forgetting where he was for a moment. "'Zashi'. I like that. S'cute."

"Remember why we're here," she told him gently.

"Oh. Oh, uh..." He bit his lip again. "It's kinda embarrassing, but hey, here they are. Someone messed up the racks." He pulled down a larger box on top.

Elly's eyebrows shot up. "Ohhh..." The box art was a photo of a bull elephant charging. "'Mega Big Boy'," she read in an amused tone. "I didn't know Okamoto made these. Zashi, are you not telling me something?"

His left eye twitched. "Ah... heh heh. You like surprises, right?"

"Well it's not really a surprise now, is it?"

"It will be," he promised, his face taking on a gloomy cast. "I, uh, don't like to brag because size, well, doesn't matter. It really doesn't," he added earnestly. "Guys always say they're huge, or they wanna be. It's stupid. Who cares?"

He seemed so intent on convincing her that her psychology training was aroused. "Hey," she said quietly, snuggling closer into his warm side, "it's okay. I'm not going to get scared. No way. Not of you - or of any part of you."

He sighed. "Was I that obvious?"

"Well... to me. You've had some bad experiences, I guess. That makes me sad and angry. And, well, jealous." She hid her face by pressing it to his chest. It was difficult to keep walking like that, however, so she straightened before they got to the checkout.

"Aw." He placed their stuff up and paid for it quickly, refusing her offer of some cash to help. As they headed back out, he shrugged and smiled. "Y'know, I never had a girlfriend before. So'm thinking you're my everything. No need to be jealous."

"Right now I'm more excited." She hefted the smaller bag he had let her carry, which had the condoms inside.

He grinned at her. "Me, too. Wanna race?"

She burst out laughing and he scooped her up in his arms and started sprinting down towards the campus, her tail flowing behind them like a purple striped streamer.

Hizashi raced back to his apartment with his brand new girlfriend in tow. The snacks were put away; they weren't that kind of hungry now.

He pucked up a remote once they were in the bedroom and clicked until he found a romantic station to play. Elly hung the bag with the condoms in it on the headboard and he watched her with increasingly ravenous eyes.

"Right," he said lowly, "this time I'm gonna dump these first." He took his glasses off and placed them on the nightstand. "There. Now let's start gettin' rid of other things. Like this." He tugged on the bottom of her shirt and she raised her arms so he could slide it off. As he did he ran one hand up her belly to her breasts, stepping close and kissing the emerging skin as it showed. The shirt was cast aside and they came together in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as they embraced.

"Mmn. Hey, baby, you taste even better'n I dreamed." He pressed his mouth on hers again, the vibrations tingling her lips and tongue.

"Zashi!" She gasped when she could speak. "You - your quirk. I never realized how devastating it could be in bed!"

"Oh, that's nothing." He chuckled. "If you want, I can try a little something later... definitely later. Maybe a coupla days later, since I doubt I can wait that long tonight..." He kissed her neck and she giggled before what he said struck her.

"Oh my gosh," she gulped.

"Uh huh. Vibrations, hmm?" He hummed against her neck and she cried out. "You guessed, didn't you? My smart baby."

"Oh god, Hizashi!"

"Later," he husked suggestively, "remember? For now, I just wanna touch."

"And kisses," she pleaded, tugging on his shirt collar. "Kiss me, Zashi. More."

"Shit, what you do to me," he sighed. "Lemme ditch my tops, too."

Elly eagerly peeled the outer one off and caressed his chest through the tank underneath before pulling that up as well. She had never seen him without his shirt, and she was enthralled at his tightly-muscled body. Looks were deceiving; Hizashi appeared tall and somewhat gangly in his hero outfit. He was actually lean and fit, his abdomen rippling when he moved. Awed, she traced the sculpted muscles and toyed with his golden matt of hair in the middle. She moved further up to his necklaces and sighed.

"Fuck, you're even more gorgeous underneath."

He laughed until he was red-faced at this, shaking his head in apology as he struggled to calm down. "N - no way, shit! You're serious! No one's ever told me I'm freakin' great for anything!"

She smiled tolerantly and tugged playfully on the gold curls, causing him to yelp, though not in pain. "I honestly dreamed of this. Now that it's happening I'm going to tell you exactly how I see you... the most special person in the world to me."

Hizashi's eyes widened so much she thought he was going to cry. Instead he whispered confidentially in her ear. "I fantasized about you, too. So, like, hey..." He squeezed her waist in both hands. "Do you scream when you come? Or will you just moan my name?"

She gasped and he started kissing her on the mouth, soft, open brushes that he repeated until she was panting in agitation. The bed rocked gently under them, sloshing this way and that, and she vaguely wondered what it would be like to make love on.

When he raised his head to stare into her eyes she moved forward and began lovingly planting light kisses on his neck, silently worshipping his quirk. He realized this and groaned, tilting his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing as he gulped.

"Oh, god, baby," he wheezed. "Oh, god," his voice raised when she wrapped her legs around him, joining their lower regions through their pants. "Yes! Shit, babe, I gotta ... I need -"

"Take your pants off," she purred seductively. "I want to see you."

"Do yours an' we got a deal." He unzipped and unbuttoned in record time but then they got stuck as he was trying to kick them off. Swearing, jeans around his ankles with only a bright pink pair of boxer briefs on above as well as his jewelry, he flailed around until she stopped him with a gentle touch.

"Shh, cutie. Here."

"Heh." He blushed but thanked her as he lay on his back with a sheepish grin. "They got, ah, stuck."

"Oh, my." Her attention focused on the front of his underwear, her eyebrows raised. She crawled closer and stroked down his lower belly, tracing the trail of darkening blond hair.

"Uh, remember I won't h - hurt you..."

"I absolutely know that." She took a breath and lightly touched the oversized bulge in his briefs. "I may be startled, but don't worry, okay?"

"Uh huh." He looked so nervous that she ignored his erection for now, settling for an exploration of his long legs. "Hey, your underwear have special accommodations for your tail, huh?" He lightly held the striped fur in one hand.

She froze, the fur fluffing out. "Oh..!"

"Hoo, boy. Tail's sensitive?"

"Yes," she squeaked, tears beading in the corners of her eyes.

"Is it bad? You want me to let go?"

"No, it's okay. Just ... aaahh, like that."

He squeezed the base gently. "Hmm, I seem to recall anthro types gettin' all worked up over their tails, yeah? You ever let someone touch yours?"

"No."

"Only me? Oh, wow." He let it go and pulled her up next to him. She propped herself up on one arm and smiled down at him as he lay flat on the bed. "You make me feel special."

"You are."

"I, uh. I'm very ready now. If you're okay, too."

"Oh, yes." She walked her fingers down his belly again as his breathing picked up. He had started to sweat from nervous excitement and still worried that she would act like previous people had when she saw him. The boxer briefs were carefully peeled down and off, freeing his firm member to fall heavily onto his thigh.

"Oh, Hizashi."

At the briefest of touches his erection slowly curved up towards his stomach, tilting slightly to one side. "Ches!"

"You are a big boy, aren't you?"

Air was forcing out of him in quick, rapid puffs, his chest heaving. Her tone was just right; not condescending nor the least bit frightened of what he had. He grew more aroused than he felt he ever had before and his heart swelled with love for her as his body did below. She really, truly accepted him - all of him. His voice, his love of music, his body size and more.

"I love you," he told her, so intensely that his quirk vibrated the air around them. He could think of nothing else to say, though he wanted to tell her more.

Her eyes showed she understood ... and felt the same.

"That's it, then. C'mere."

"Gladly."

They twisted themselves into an intricate tangle of arms and legs, their naked bodies growing slick from their combined sweat. After about the third time his chains got caught in between them he apologized.

"Maybe I should take these off, too," he muttered, flicking the necklaces with a finger. "Hold on... ah, there." He set them aside but kept the bracelet on since it wasn't in the way. "Oh. And lemme get one of these." He rustled around in the bag, opened the box and tore off a packet.

"Ready?"

"I am," he grinned. "Are you ready for me?" He reached down and thrust a single finger slowly in and out of her heat.

"Zashi..."

"Yeahhhh. I know. I'm bigger'n that. Wait for it, baby. Here's two." He added another, rocking forward in a slow pace. "Still feel good?"

"Yes." She smiled dreamily at him. "So good. But I want you."

"Ngh." He closed his eyes tight for a moment. "Damn, you make me want to go too fast! Slow an' steady, ready for three..."

"More," she pleaded, raising her hips to meet his hand. "Oh, Zashi, more! Please! Take me!"

"Sh - shit!" He whipped his hand away and grabbed the condom packet with shaking fingers. It took a little longer than he would have liked but he eventually managed to slide the sheath over himself. "I gotta go slow, okay? These have a lot of lube, but let me know if you need more."

She nodded and slid her arms around him as he positioned his body. "Oh, baby," he whined, "You're so hot I can feel you through the condom. Oh, man." He pushed carefully, penetrating her with only the tip of his member. Elly cried out with pleasure and he kissed her, his brow furrowing as he thrust a little bit more.

Her toes curled, and she tossed her head on the pillow, her purple hair wildly splayed out on both sides of her flushed face. "H - Hih - Hizashi! Yes!"

He groaned and wriggled his hips, ending with a sharp bucking motion that settled him firmly inside her, their stomachs flat against each other. "You took me all in," he choked, stunned. "I - I've n - not ever... you're so hot!"

"Love me, Zashi, yes!"

"Yes!" He pulled back and then forward, faltering a little at first but finding their rhythm in a few moments. "Unnh! My precious, special baby! You fit me so perfect!"

"Feels soooo good," she wept. "Oh, it's - don't stop, I'm getting there quick! Ohmigod, Hizashi Yamada!" Her final cry was inarticulate but truly shocked, indicating an orgasm of massive proportions. She buried her face in his upper chest, mewing and holding on for dear life as he sped up.

"M'gonna ... close, really close," he whimpered. "You were so beautiful when you came, oh god baby! My full name!"

She arched her back, her lips parted and her eyes hazy. "Come inside me," she purred, and he did.

After he made sure to pull out with the condom intact and they visited the bathroom once each, they piled back onto the bed. He sighed lustily and pulled her into his curves, making her the little spoon, to her extreme delight. And if she had thought him affectionate before, she was anazed at how soft and cuddly he was after sex.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask ya out before," he yawned. "All that wasted time, mmmn."

"It's okay. This was worth waiting for."

"Best slumber party ever," he agreed with a twinkle in his eye.