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jirou only brought it up once. one time that they were struggling to keep up with their work; that it was becoming increasingly harder to focus on studying. momo took that as an invitation to form a study group (not really a group since it was just them).
it started off pretty normal. they meet two to three times a week. they both did their homework seprately then checked answers at the end helping the other with whatever mistake they made. it was nice, faking into easier study habits and of course spending lots of time with momo.
but they still aren’t quite sure how it got to this.
being held against their desk while momo trailed kisses down their jawline. their hands tangled in her watermelon scented hair as she sucked at the skin on their neck. when momo was satisfied with the bruise she left, she moved her lips from the sensitive area on jirous neck and caught them in a haste kiss. squeezing their waist and pushing their back firmly against the wall, kissing them harder.
the stawberry lipgloss was kinda doing it for jirou. they licked her lips wanting to get a better taste of her.
they’ve been doing this for the past three “study” sessions.
someone (definitely mina) let it slip that jirou had crush on momo, so momo confronted them about it. jirou tried to deny it but they could feel the words get caught in their throat, and how uncomfortablely hot their face felt and decided there was no point in lying. momo decided to confess her own feelings then asked if she could kiss them, jirou said yes and now here they are.
their toungue in momo’s mouth. momo slipping her hands under jirou’s shirt just to have more skin to skin contact. they never really knew how touch starved they were until they felt the way their body yearned for this kind of touch, and was it really surprising?
they pulled apart for a moment then momo connected her lips back down to jirous neck trailing open mouth kissing down to their collar bone. then leaving hickies all over it jirou moaned at the feel of momos warm strawberry lips.
she continued to suck at the exposed skin even though she could feel the desk vibrating and her annoying ringtone playing. did someone really need her that bad that they had to call, right now? momo honestly couldn’t be bothered with anyone else, not while jirou was squirming under her touch. she started nipping at their skin. then it rung again but momo didn’t stop. licking over where she softly bit. jirou didn’t seem to mind, their head was slightly tilted giving momo more access. then it rung for a third time and something had to give.
“alright you should probably get that,” jirou whimpered not really wanting to lose momos warmth. momo reluctantly let them go and tried to catch her breath before answering it.
“hello.”
a cheery voice responded probably ururaka. “hey momo are you still going out to the cafe with us?”
“oh sorry i must’ve forgotten. yeah i’ll be right there.”
then the call ended. momo turned to jirou with a sheepish smile and said “so me, tsu and ochako had plans for today, sorry.”
“it’s fine go have fun with your friends and tomorrow we can actually study.”
“okay,” she gathered her stuff and pecked jirou on the corner of their lips. “bye.”
—
they know what they agreed to. today was their study day and they had to commit.
spoiler they didn’t.
they should’ve known by now that if there wasn’t a third party in the room nothing was getting done; besides touches and kisses.
it was like desire reached so deep in their core that no matter what they did they always needed more; being pressed up against each other wasn’t enough anymore.
so when momo escalated their make out by carrying jirou over to their bed they did not protest; they just lied back and let momo do what she needed to do. momos fingers pressed all over jirous hot skin. kissing over old hickies, making new ones, and of course kissing jirou’s lips in between each action.
“can i take this off?” jirou gave a small nod.
momo wrapped her finger around the top of their shirt. teasing at their collar; slowly starting to undo each button on jirous star patterned button down, making sure her eyes never left jirous.
momo was used to having everything she’s ever wanted at the tip of her toungue. so to finally taste something she wasn’t handed, was hot and sweet and fucking delicious.
“god kyouka, you’re so pretty,” the compliment slipped out of her mouth with ease.
jirou blushed.
“wait, you have to take yours off too.” with the shirts went the pants and now they were both feeling maybe just a little too exposed.
they stopped for a minute letting the new feeling skink in. until momo decided to waste no more time; leaving open mouth kisses all over jirous stomach. her kisses got slower, more needy, as she got to jirou’s waistband. kissing slightly under it teasing them just a little more then she should’ve.
she wanted jirou to feel each kiss as intensely as she was giving them. she wanted them to stay on jirous skin so they could remember how good momos lips felt on their body.
and jirou was soaking this shit up. their eyes were shut tight and they were biting their lip, stopping themselves from moaning something too embarrassing.
“you enjoying yourself love,” momo smiled.
they nodded; their hands somehow always finding their way into momo’s hair slightly tugging at it as she peppered kisses all over their inner thigh.
momo was nearing close to the space between their legs and as much as they craved for this kind of touch, they didn’t know if they actually wanted to-
“do you, wanna do it?” momo said in between pants. she seemed hesitant.
“n-no,” they liked-loved being physically intimate with momo, but doing it was too much. they just started these study sessions a little over two weeks ago; it would feel too rushed. “do you?”
“no i’m pretty satisfyed with this, are you?”
“god yes!”
momo was slowly moving from her position in between their legs up until she was straddling them; inches away from her partners face.
they were so close momo could feel jirous breath on her lips. she stared at them for a moment studying their features; eyebrows knitted together, bangs slightly disheveled, their ears slightly pink. pleasure was written all over their equally pink face. momo moved in a little closer but stopped right before their lips could touch and whispered “what do you want me to do now?”
“are you really gonna make me beg?”
“i won’t know what to do if you don’t tell me.”
“for fucks sake just kiss me already!”
she leaned in and kissed them. her mouth moving against theirs in slow dragged out movements. she bit jirou’s bottom lip softly rolling it between her teeth. just like that jurou was melting under momos tou-
“kyouka i know you’re in there!” a voice yelled, pounding on their door.
they both froze looking as if it would help them figure out what they should do.
a couple of seconds passed before, momo hopped off of them scurrying to find her clothes; jirou started to do the same. grabbing their shirt, finding their pants, having the mental debate of whether they should tuck in their shirt or if that was too much, but before they knew it they were opening the door with hickies on display and momo right by their side.
“hi mina” jirou croaked sheepishly.
“you will literally never believe what just happened-“ mina’s eyes traveled from jirou’s neck to momo’s impossibly red lips then right into jirou’s eyes. “never mind i clearly interrupted something; you guys have fun!” with that mina slowly backed up while closing the door behind herself, but not before shooting jirou a very smiley thumbs up.
“oh my god!” momo collasped burying her face in jirous neck. “that was so embarrassing”
to be honest jirou was taken aback upon hearing their girlfriend say that because, “you’re always so bold when i’m pushed up against something.”
“yeah because that’s when it’s just you and
me,” she mumbled against jirous neck. “not when it’s you and me and mina.”
“you’re ridiculous” they giggled.
“whatever,” momo said removing herself from jirous neck. “it’s not like we can continue now, so wanna watch a movie?”
“sure but i get to pick!”
“i swear to god if it’s coralline again, i will, hurt you.”
—
they were sitting next to each other in mics classroom waiting for him to get back. he said he needed to speak with them privately but had to step out of the room to grab something first.
the whole situation made jirou really anxious. were they in trouble? did he figure out they were dating? was he homophobic?
mic was very obviously not homophobic (he wore a pride pin almost everyday)but still jirou’s mind wouldn’t shut up.
momo on the other hand seemed to be very calm, but unusually quiet. momo wasn’t too talkative but when came to jirou there was no way she could hold back all the things she wanted to say.
so now they were both stuck here, silent as ever waiting for mic to come and tell them off.
“your ears kinda twitch.”
that pulled jirou out of their thoughts. “what?”
“your ears they’re moving, is that like a quirk thing,” momo leaned in wanting to get a better look.
“no it’s just a nervous habit. i can never really tell when it happens, they just do that on their own.”
“can i touch them?”
jirou shrugged “go for it.” momo moved in close so that their knees were touching then reached up to feel jirous ears; gently running her fingers across jirous helix, massaging it between her thumb and pointer finger.
jirou’s body immediately reacted to their girlfriends touch. they relaxed their shoulders, whilst their breathing became heavier, and their ears tinged pink.
momo was not expecting them to enjoy an ear massage this much, but continued repeating the motion on both ears. “are you okay?”
“yup, i’m fucking great,” they whined.
jirou remembers exactly when they first figured out that their ears were more sensitive than they assumed. it was a few months before the UA entrance exam and they were training over 10 hours a day. at some point all the training got to be too much. their ears ached and the pain was nothing like jirou had ever experienced. the skin that connected their earphone jack flesh to their earlobe was swollen and red and any light touch would irritate it.
overtime their ears recovered, thought they still had to be very careful with how much they exerted their quirk. but the sensitivity never went away. instead of light touches irritating them it made them feel really hot and out of breath and sensitive all over and jirou decided that they wouldn’t be indulging in any ear touching outside of quirk use.
to be very honest jirou forgot about that rule until now, where momo was groping the hell out of their ears. their earphone jacks were wrapped around momos fingers and their hands were gripped on momos wrist like if they let go they would simply melt away.
they can’t even remember when they moved to be holding onto momo, or when they started to hold their legs together so tightly or when they felt a pool of pent up emotion in the pit of their stomach waiting for it’s sweet release.
it took momo a second before it all clicked.
oh.
she was getting jirou off in an empty classroom. in their teachers empty classroom. the same teacher that could walk in at any minute . and she couldn’t even move her hands away. the whole situation was kinda…hot.
“fuck,” jirou groaned followed by a string of breathless curses mixed in with heavy pants. they so badly wanted to chase their high but slowly began to take everything in. realizing where they were and who they were with. the feeling only got worse when they recognized a red faced momo staring back at them.
they regained their senses; letting go of momo’s wrist and untangling their earphone jacks from the crevices of her fingers.
they opened their mouth to apologize but nothing came before the door burst open.
“alright, i got the papers and we can finally make this official!” present mics voiced boomed into the room.
the girls rushed to fix themselves but it was hard when both of their faces were giving them away. the least they could do was try to act normal as their teacher eyed them with an eyebrow raised.
“im sorry make what official,” momo chriped.
“oh did i not tell you guys?” they both shook their heads in response. “well as two of some of the talented musicians in 2A, the school wanted to know if you would be interested in performing at the school concert. i know you guys are in the hero study, but the school recognizes your talent and would love to see you-“
“i’m sorry all of this was over a fucking talent show?” jirou couldn’t believe it. they sat here scared out their mind and let momo jerk them off in a classroom all for this fucking bullshit.
“yeah! i could’ve sworn i sent an email or at least i was supposed to- no no no i swear i sent it” mic mumbled more to himself than anyone else.
“okay whatever sure yea i’ll do it.” they turned to momo.
“yup me too!”
mic perked up at the responses. “perfect i’ll be sure to actually email you the details. like the schedule and what instrument you’ll be playing, etcetera! but other than you guys are free to go.”
the couple wasted no time in trying to get out of there. hoping that mic didn’t catch their little moment beforehand.
“oh and one more thing,” they turned around, “please don’t make out or whatever in my classroom.”
fuck.
they waited till they were down the hallway to say anything to each other.
momo stoped walking, “you should’ve told me your ears were sensitive,” she pouted “i wouldn’t have started that if i knew.”
“i totally forgot about it until now,” momo raised an eyebrow. “my ears don’t make me feel like that when i use my quirk. it only happens when you’re groping them and i don’t just go around jerking off my ears!” jirou raised their hands defensively.
momo smirked at their comment. “do you wanna continue!”
“what,” it took them a second “what!?”
“you’re really fucking hot when you look all bothered. you bite you lip and your face gets super red and you start grabbing me and-“
“shut up, okay? you’re so embarrassing!”
“so you don’t want to continue,” momo wiggled her eyebrows.
“fine.”
“what was that i couldn’t hear you?”
first their teacher walks in on them in his class and now their girlfriend wants to grope their ears again for fun. jirou is convinced the world has it out for them.
—
as soon as momos room door was shut jirou was being pushed against it. momo cupped their face softly squishing their cheeks,placing sloppy kisses on their lips. as jirou crawled their arms around her waist pulling her in closer leaving no space between them.
they could feel the world melt away when momo kissed them. she started wearing her hair down recently and every time they kissed it created a nifty little curtain.
they were desperate for some sense of security, because it seemed like no one wanted them to a make out with their girlfriend!
momo’s hands made their way up to jirous ears delicately fondling them. jirou’s body shivered with pleasure, moaning into momo’s mouth.
they pulled apart. “how do you want me to touch you,” she whispered as if the words were so fragile that if she spoke them any louder they would break.
“like this,” jirou breathed; putting their hands over momos guiding her to pinch at their earlobes and graze over the skin behind their ear.
they were putting their entire weight on the door. throwing their head back; their entire body controlled by momo’s gentle, gentle touch. they could feel a moan itching in the back of their throa- did the door handle move?
their eyes pressed open. then the motion happened again someone was jiggling the door knob. they look up and saw momo was as confused as them.
“momo you in there,” until she heard the voice and a sense of realization took over her. momo moved to open the door when a hand swatted her away.
“what are you doing,” jirou whispered.
“i’m opening the door…it’s shouto.”
“but aren’t you kind of busy right now,” jirou said, squeezing momos hips to get their point across.
“or course i’m busy but i’ll feel bad if i don’t answer, we do this every friday.”
“i’m sorry you and todoroki meet up routinely?”
“yea he’s unsurprisingly very observant and surprisingly good at gossip, and we have lots of common interest you know classical music, tea sets- well i mean just tea in general, and being stupidly rich.”
alright then. jirou could totally handle getting cockblocked by todoroki right now. it wasn’t like they were filled up to the brim with the most pent up frustration they’ve ever felt. definitely not.
momo opened the door and there stood a very disheveled red faced todoroki.
“hi,” she croaked. she stood aside letting him in.
he barely got his entire body in before “sero kissed me.”
“what!?” momo closed the door behind him
“what!? i didn’t know he actually had the guts to actually do it!”
he took his place on her bed momo following him. jirou also took a seat on the bed, even though there were so many other things they could be doing on it.
it took todoroki a second to realize something was off. “wait why is jirou here?”
“oh well me and momo were just making out but your thing is totally better.” jurou deadpanned.
momo playfully hit them; failing to hide the smile that played at her lips. “be nice.”
“i am. sero has been pining for you since forever dude. and i was actually the one who told him to make the first move. he would not shut up about you. so you’re welcome.”
“wait you guys are dating!?”
“yup,” momo smiled.
“so are you gonna fill us in with the sero details or…,” jirou pandered.
“did i interrupt you guys,” the look on todorokis face morphed from confused to slightly mortified. momo and jirou nodded. “ i was gonna ask why you looked like that but i thought it would be rude,” todorking said gesturing to momo.
momo didnt look bad. it was just that she was still in her school uniform, her jacket was falling off, the collar was ruffled, her skirt was riding up her legs and her face was slightly flushed.
jirou snorted at his comment.
“do you guys want me to go?”
it was too late for that. the mood was already ruined, no need to recreate it after someone’s already caught them.
“no todoroki we want you to tell us what happened with sero.”
what they said, it was partially true, but jirou could always ask sero about it later. who knows when her and momo will be left alone again.
—
jirou didn’t usually sleep in. in fact they had lots of issues surrounding sleep. they usually found themself up really early in the morning unable to go back to sleep. they combated it by staying up most nights or going to sleep at very late times (even though they would get even less sleep time). but none of those methods worked very well always leaving them tired, with no real way of relieving it since naps were even harder.
but something about sleeping with momo put their body and mind at ease, because every time she’d sleep over jirou had blissful uninterrupted sleep.
so waking up buried in momos chest; body burning from all of the newfound warmth quickly became jirous favorite feeling. alongside the feel of momos lips and soft fingertips. jirou basked in a feeling like this after very long nights of “studying” like last night, opening their eyes to be met with a sleeping momo.
momo always looked so beautiful while she sleept. like the gods themselves crafted her face to look so perfectly sweet at all times. jirou rolled over to check the time. 10:43. they sighed setting their feet on the ground getting ready to go get breakfast. before they could even stand up a pair of arms wrapped around them.
“kyouka, don’t go,” momo whined in a sleepy haze. her voice sounding more husky than usual.
“i’m just going to get breakfast. i’ll be back soon.” that answer didn’t seem to satisfy momo as her grip got tighter. “i’ll even make yo- i’ll even get katsuki to make you something,” they tried to seem enthusiastic about it but it was so early in the morning.
“five more minutes mkay.” kyouka turned around.
“we both know that’s a lie.”
“i’ll give you kisses,” momo opened her eyes trying to look more convincing. “plus you don’t even like breakfast foods!” she argued.
“yeah but you do.” jirou said placing a kiss on their girlfriends forehead.
“i don’t even wanna eat now, so just five more minutes then we can both go down alright?” kyouka couldn’t really refuse not when momo was trying so hard. they laid back down facing their girlfriend taking in how beautiful they were.
a smile played at momos lips knowing that she won, and true to her word she leaned in placed a kiss on kyouka’s lips. maybe it was the sleepiness or the morning haze but momo swears their lips tasted like the sun. then went back in for another one then another, and another. until they were both giggling against each other’s lips.
“how’d you sleep?” momo mumbled after they’d both calmed down.
“horribly, you know i’m not really a fan of sleeping with other people in my bed,” they responded “it’s actually very uncomfortable for me.” they shrugged
momo rolled her eyes “shut up you love me.”
kyouka raised an eyebrow “who told you that?” momo chuckled.
“i can tell,” her voice got lighter as she said that, her eyes finding their way to kyoukas lips.
“really?” kyouka responded in same hushed voice realizing where momo was leading this. then they leaned in and closed the space between them. kyouka moved their hand using it to gently move momos hair from her face; caressing over her skin.
it took exactly two second for the moment to the ruined by no other than denki.
“YOU AND YAOMOMO ARE DATING!!?!?” he burst into their room. the couple sat up at the initial shock then both immediately regretted it when denkis smile got bigger upon seeing momo in jirous bed.
“denki what? why do you know that, who told you?” they squinted their eyes trying to look intimidating.
“well todoroki told hanta and hanta told me and i just came to check with you and clearly you wasted no time with yaomomo so i’ll-“
“i will actually kill you,” momos was giggling beside them her shoulders moving up and down with laughter, jirou turned to her
“and what are you laughing at you’re next.”
“what did i do,” she pouted.
“i don’t have a girlfriend but even i know you shouldn’t kill them,” denki butted in.
“roki is your friend. you guys gossip regularly so i have to blame you for his gossipy tendencies” momo slapped a hand on her chest, trying to look hurt. it was very unconvincing.
they looked back at denki “you guys are so dead.”