A Hero's World: Extra Zests
S 002 - Ravenettes of a Feather
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Saturday was surprisingly busier than usual. The sports festival finished with the Third-Year students showing their stuff yesterday. Despite how well the more experienced hero students did for their final showing, it seemed all people could talk about was the First-Years and their showing on Wednesday.

And that's all Shoka and Momo could hear as they made their way through the crowded mall. While Izuku and Shinso wanted to spend time with Shoto and to ease him into their friend group through what Izuku dubbed "Operation Defrost", the two raven-haired beauties took that time to have a mini-date between themselves.

"Thank you for indulging me, Shoka," Momo said to her girlfriend as they exited a bookstore with a bag of books hanging off her arm. "I have been waiting for the next part of this series for a while now and had forgotten that it had released last week."

"No big," Shoka said with a shrug. She peeked into Momo's bag, the corner of her lips curling into a teasing smirk. "Besides, I look forward to your reading. Gotta say, I'm impressed you kept this from Izzy and me for so long."

She leaned against Momo with a hungry look in her eyes as her voice becoming husky as she spoke, "Maybe all of us can play out some of those more steamy scenes, yeah?"

Momo turned an impressive shade of red at Shoka's suggestion. She would be lying if she hadn't considered it at some point, but wanted to ease her boyfriend and girlfriend into the idea. It didn't stop her imagination from running wild, though. She already had several books that would be rather fun to reenact should the three lovers choose to do so.

While Momo dealt with her growing fantasies, Shoka went a step further with her thoughts. 'Why not make our own little story?' Her head quirked to the side, the ears of her Mr. Mew hoodie flopping as she did as she mulled over the thought. 'Yeah. Gonna talk with Izzy about it. It would be a nice surprise for Momo.'

Shelving the idea for later, Shoka wrapped her arm around Momo's and the two continued to trek through the mall. They passed by store after store, sometimes content with browsing its selections through the store windows while other times entering the store in search of something they wanted.

As they reached the second level of the mall, Shoka came to a sudden stop, causing Momo to look at her in confusion.

"Shoka? What's wrong?" She asked.

A wide smile broke out across Shoka’s face as instead of answering, she drug Momo along the walkway and towards a particular store. When she finally noticed the name of the store, Momo couldn’t help but chuckle, now understanding her girlfriend’s sudden shift.

Gatto Nero.

"I can't believe they expanded out here!" The slender hero student remarked excitedly. As soon as she crossed the store's threshold, she was took a moment to soak in the store's atmosphere. The last time she had been to a Gatto Nero store was when Izuku surprised her with a trip to Shibuya during their time training for U.A.

Momo stood next to Shoka as her onyx-colored eyes scanned the store. While Momo was much more used to high-end fashion, she could tell that each article of clothing on sale and on display was well made and oozed style. While it didn't fit Momo's style or tastes, there were a few things that caught her eye.

After being greeted by one of the attendants on the floor, Momo followed Shoka as she moved over to the racks and perused the store’s stock. With a critical eye, she looked over each bit of clothing, picking out several skirts, tops, and jackets before moving to an open dressing room.

Momo decided to spend her time looking through the various outfits while waiting for her girlfriend to change. There was an interesting jumpsuit hanging on one of the nearby walls. It was a deep shade of ruby red, with white and black stripes running along the sides. The sleeves were short, and shorter legs, with the hem cutting off right where someone’s legs connected to their hips. Momo blushed as she imagined herself wearing it, how the nearly skin-tight fabric would hug her curves rather nicely.

She even imagined that it would struggle to contain her massive chest. Running a hand across the fabric, Momo was sorely tempted to take it back to the changing rooms to try it on. She was broken out of her thoughts as Shoka tapped her shoulder.

"See something you like?" Shoka asked, turning her attention to the jumpsuit.

"I believe so," Momo replied. She took the jumpsuit off the wall and turned to face Shoka. Momo's eyes ran up and down Shoka's body, taking in the new look.

She wore her signature Mr. Mew hoodie loosely around her body, covering only her forearms and revealing her shoulders. Over her chest was a pure white camisole that stopped just under her full breasts, with thin straps clinging to her bare shoulders. A pair of black high-waisted short shorts hugged Shoka’s hips, revealing her pale, slender legs, leading to a pair of black high-heeled, knee-high boots, giving her several inches in height, though she was still several inches shorter than Momo. Shoka completed the look with a deep red-colored belt that wrapped tightly around her waist, and a large, black denim cap, with white and pink accents, sitting atop her head.

Momo's breathing hitched at the sight of her girlfriend. She thought the look really suited Shoka.

"So?" Shoka cocked her hips, placing her hands against them as she struck a simple pose for Momo. "Good?"

"Wonderful," Momo finally managed to say after giving Shoka one last critical look.

"Good!" Shoka looped her arm around Momo's and pulled her to the dressing rooms. Momo could do little as she was essentially shoved past the curtain as Shoka gave her an expectant look. "Your turn."

Shoka closed the curtain, leaving Momo alone in the tiny cubicle with the jumpsuit still in her hands. With little else to do, Momo bit her lip and hung the jumpsuit on the small hook provided before undressing herself, removing her sundress and leggings. Once she was in only her lacy bra and panties, she neatly folded her clothes, placed them to the side, and donned the jumpsuit.

Which was easier said than done.

She struggled at first to even slip into the thing. The jumpsuit hugged her generous curves like a second skin, with the short legs riding up her shapely ass ever-so-slightly. Getting her arms in the sleeves was easy enough for her, but the hardest part was trying to zip it closed.

Momo realized then and there that she and Shoka grabbed the wrong size for her.

The zipper made it up to her belly button before refusing to go any further. Momo stared at her reflection in the mirror. The outfit reminded her of some of her earlier costume designs with how much of her bust was display. And with how tight the jumpsuit was, it only covered half of her breasts, revealing her lacy bra underneath.

"Um, Shoka?" She hesitantly called out.

"Yeah, Momo?" Shoka poked her head past the curtain and suddenly found it very hard not to look away from the titillating sight of her busty girlfriend. It took a moment for her brain to finally catch up to her. "Fuck... That's kinda hot."

Momo blushed at the compliment. "We seem to have grabbed a size too small."

"Not like that's a bad thing," Shoka muttered under her breath. "I think it looks good on you the way it is, Momo."

The Yaoyorozu heiress turned her head away shyly, twiddling with the bangs that hung over her face. "Thank you, Shoka. It is rather risque, though, but I do like it." She really did. The material that made the jumpsuit breathed easily and felt as though Momo was wearing a thin cloud.

Shoka bit her lip as she slowly entered the changing room. Her hands found their way to Momo's body, gliding deftly across her form. Shoka's fingers grazed Momo's breasts, causing her to shiver at the spike of pleasure that ran through her body.

Momo didn't move away or asked Shoka to stop. Instead, she had an idea. "What do you think Izuku will think of our outfits?"

Shoka paused, a wicked smirk appearing on her face. "Why don't we find out?" She went over to Momo's things and pulled out her phone. "Let's send him a pic."

Handing the phone over to Momo, Shoka slid behind her, wrapping her arms around the taller girl and resting her chin against Momo's shoulder.

Momo opened her camera and aimed it at the tall mirror hanging on the changing room wall. As she steadied the shot, Shoka wanted to make the image more enticing for their boyfriend. One of Shoka's hands groped at Momo's breasts, causing her to moan lightly at the touch. Pushing it further, Shoka then slid the other under the jumpsuit and ran her fingers against Momo's pussy.

"S-Shoka~" Momo protested weakly. She didn't stop her girlfriend from continuing her ministrations, though she found it difficult to focus both her mind and the camera at the moment.

With a tap on her screen and an audible click from her phone, Momo took the picture. Shoka looked over Momo’s shoulder at the picture and let out a pleased hum. “Definitely a keeper.” Her gray eyes met Momo’s onyx ones, and the two shared a smile. “Send it.”

Across the city, Izuku watched on as Shoto seemed enraptured by one of Mr. H's stories while Shinso enjoyed a warm cup of coffee. A quick chime from his phone caused his attention to shift from the tale to the device as he fished it out of his pockets. Seeing that he received a message from his girlfriends, Izuku's excitement grew by the second as he wasted no time in opening the message and its attachment.

Only to immediately turn a shade of atomic red and quickly slam his phone face down on the counter. Even with the brief glimpse he caught, the image would be forever saved in the archives of his mind.

As well as a special folder on his phone.

Another chime came from his phone and Izuku ignored the inquisitive looks on his friends and mentor's faces as he risked taking a peek.

Materia: For your eyes only, Zuzu~

Izuku swallowed the thick lump in his throat, feeling his will power slowly erode as he was sorely tempted to join his two girlfriends.

Momo felt a certain lustful rush as she sent the image and teasing message to Izuku. Add on the fact that Shoka herself was still teasing her while they stood in the tiny dressing room, and Momo was growing all the more excited as she rubbed her thighs together.

"Shoka," she breathed out in a raspy tone. "Let's hurry back."

Shoka was about to respond when Momo moved like a blur, shedding the skin tight jumpsuit and donning her original outfit before leaving the dressing room, all in the blink of an eye. Shoka just stared blankly into space, her brain processing how fast everything seemed to be moving. 

When she changed back to her original outfit, with her new clothes in hand, Momo hurried her over to the checkout, paying for both of their things before pulling Shoka through the mall. A rather expensive car was already waiting for them and Shoka found herself seated in the backseat next to a fidgeting Momo.

The ride back to U.A. felt like a blur, and Shoka felt that the driver must have broken several speed limits without getting caught because no sooner had they left the mall, they had found themselves back at the dorms.

The next thing Shoka knew was Momo's lips pressing up against hers while they stood in the middle of the heiress' room. Shoka responded to Momo's physical affections by eagerly returning the kiss. Her tongue slid across Momo's lips, asking for permission to deepen the kiss. 

Momo moaned as she opened her mouth just enough for Shoka's tongue to dart in and engage with her own. She wrapped her arms around the shorter girl's shoulders and pulled the girl in closer. Momo's massive chest mashed against Shoka's.

Shoka didn't wish to remain idle. Her hands ran across Momo's body, groping at every curve they could find. Each time she squeezed Momo's breasts or ass, Shoka earned a soft moan.

After a minute or so of Shoka's ministrations, Momo grew more excited for more. Her hands fiddled with the deep-red belt holding Shoka's Mr. Mew hoodie closed, letting drop to the floor once the buckle released the belt's tongue. The hoodie was next, though knowing how much Shoka loved it, Momo was careful with letting it drop to the floor.

As Momo worked on removing the gray sailor-dress next, Shoka found the zipper on Momo's sundress and pulled it down. Both dresses slid off their bodies and pooled around their feet, leaving them both in their underwear. Wasting no more time, Shoka pounced at Momo, kicking off her shoes as she pushed her girlfriend onto the lavish bed. Her deep-red lips found Momo's again, beginning a second round of kissing, which Momo accepted eagerly.

Shoka pushed things further. Moving one of her legs, she brushed her thigh up against Momo's now-hot pussy. Even through the leggings, Shoka could tell her girlfriend was already wet.

Momo broke the kiss and bit her lip as she rubbed her pussy against Shoka's leg. "S-Shoka~" Her voice was breathy and pleading. She needed her girlfriend's touch. Through her half-lidded eyes, she saw Shoka slip the leggings off.

Tossing the leggings aside, Shoka stared hungrily at the curvaceous girl laying beneath her. Licking her lips, she moved in close to Momo's panty-clad sex and breathed in her scent before pressing her lips against it.

Momo bit back a moan as Shoka then worked her way up Momo's body, peppering the girl's soft skin with light kisses. As Shoka reached Momo's luscious mounds, she simply pulled down the lacy bra enough to free the pink hardened nubs underneath.

“Please. Shoka.” The gray-eyed girl looked at Momo after hearing her desperate plea, seeing the neediness in her girlfriend’s eyes.

"Don't worry, Momo," she said, hovering her mouth over one of the tantalizing nipples.

Momo shivered as the warm breath hit her sensitive skin, eliciting a throaty moan.

"I got you." Shoka gave Momo a teasing grin. "Wanna know the best part about us having a boyfriend who is really obsessive with details and eager to please?" Momo didn't answer, but she had a good idea what Shoka was about to say regarding their Izuku. "He knows and memorized our sweet spots and is more than willing to share that fact with us if we asked him to. Kinda like how I did."

A loud moan escaped Momo's lips as Shoka latched onto her nipple. She could feel Shoka's tongue flick the hardened nub as she simultaneously sucked on it. Momo's back arched as pleasure ran through her body. When one of Shoka's hands gently kneaded and played with the other breasts, her mind focused only on her growing pleasure and arousal. 

After several seconds, Shoka switched over to the other breast, running her tongue along the pebbled areola before turning her attention to the hard nipple. Instead of her hand going to the other breast, however, it traveled downward, with Shoka's fingers lightly grazing Momo's skin before sliding beneath her lacy panties, and rubbing her leaking pussy.

Momo writhed on the bed, her hands gripping the comforter tightly as Shoka attacked her body on two fronts. She couldn't help but make lewd moans that mixed with the sounds of Shoka sucking her breasts and her gray-eyed girlfriend's fingers slowly pumping away at her hungry, wet cunt. 

"Sh-Shoka~," Momo said weakly. Her hips rolled against Shoka's hand, pushing the young woman's fingers further inside her.

Shoka raised her head enough to look Momo in the eye. She was enjoying the sounds Momo was making, and she wanted to hear more. But she was getting just as needy, her core burning for pleasure as well.

She slid her fingers out of Momo’s tight snatch, earning a whimper from her busty girlfriend from the loss. Bring her fingers to her mouth, Shoka lapped up Momo’s sweet nectar, making a show of the whole action. Momo found herself getting wetter at the sight of the slender young woman, thoroughly enjoying her taste.

Shoka suddenly sat on her knees and tore Momo’s lacy panties from her body, tossing them away with little care before doing the same to her own, much to Momo’s surprise. Shoka then shifted her body, pressing her lower lips against Momo’s, grabbing one of the other younger woman’s legs and cradling it against her body. She bit her lip and stifling a moan as a pleasured shiver ran through her spine.

She hadn’t realized just how sensitive she and Momo were until she shifted her hips slightly, rubbing her sex against Momo’s.

"Fuck~" Shoka gazed her gray eyes straight into Momo's dark onyx ones. Her lips curled into a cat-like grin. "Ready, Momo?"

"Yes," Momo replied breathily.

Shoka didn't need to hear anymore and rolled her hips forward. Her pussy ground against Momo's and they both released a throaty moan. Shoka needed a second to gather herself before continuing.

She started slowly, rolling her hips back and forth at a sedate pace. Her pussy grew hot, her core tingling as her lower lips kissed Momo's with each pass.

Momo's grip on her comforter renewed, her fingers nearly tearing through the silky fabric. Her breasts heaved as her breathing grew harsher, bouncing within the confines of her lacy bra each time Shoka's hips met hers.

"Good. It's feels so good~, Shoka!" Momo cried out in pleasure. Her lips started moving on their own at that point, seeking out more pleasure from her girlfriend.

Shoka placed a hand behind her, bracing herself as she leaned back. "Yeah, it does," she replied, getting lost in the motions.

Both young women developed a thin veneer of sweat that coated their bodies. Their juices mingled together and formed a small pool beneath them, creating a small, damp stain on Momo’s covers.

Shoka's grip on Momo's leg tightened as she picked up the pace. Her hips moved erratically, with no set rhythm in mind.

During one pass, their erect clits rubbed together, causing both Shoka and Momo to release erotic moans as a wave a pleasure washed over them. Their bodies twitched sporadically as Shoka tried to reestablish a rhythm again, but her mind was only focused on pleasuring herself.

“Come on, Momo.” Shoka mashed her hips against her girlfriends, their pussies furiously rubbing against each other. “Oh fuck! Just like that!”

Momo's eyes became half-lidded as she neared her limit. "Shoka. I'm going to come."

Their tribbing increased as Shoka was nearing her limit as well. Shoka had lost the strength in the arm that kept her propped up and fell limply onto the bed. Her upper body twisted, still maintaining her now-loose grip on Momo's leg as she continued to mash their wet pussies together.

Momo’s back arched, thrusting her massive chest out as her body trembled. Her eyes had screwed themselves shut, her mind getting lost in a haze as her body responded honestly at her and Shoka’s combined efforts.

"S-Shoka~ I'm. I'm!" Her mind was addled by pleasure and she found it difficult to even complete a simple sentence.

Shoka wasn't much better. "Me, too, Momo! I'm-"

""Cumming!""

The stain on Momo's bed darkened, growing larger as the two raven-haired young women writhed in pleasure. Momo felt like her bones were made of jelly as she went limp. Even then, her body still suffered the aftershocks of her and Shoka's shared climax.

Shoka fared much better as she propped herself up on her elbows. She looked at her girlfriend with a pleased smile on her face, taking in the orgasmic expression Momo had on hers. "That was-"

"Simply amazing," Momo said, completing Shoka's sentence. After her mind finally rebooted, Momo looked at Shoka. "You and Zuzu are going to ruin me, Shoka."

Shoka preened at Momo's words. Her pleased smile soon turned into a teasing smirk. "I bet Izzy would love to see us so close."

A melodious giggle escaped Momo's lips. "Indeed," she said. "But, before that..."

Shoka tilted her head when she suddenly found herself back on her back, with Momo's dripping pussy hovering over her face.

"Our date isn't over yet, my dear," Momo said before planting a lewd kiss against Shoka's lower lips.

Shoka let out a gasp. She was still rather sensitive, and Momo's tongue was soon lapping up her juices before pushing into her hungry snatch as round two began.