Chapter 9.2- High Priest (R18)

She reached out to touch it, dragging her hand back once he gasped at her touch. He gave her a look that seemed to say, ‘go on. don’t stop’, and she listened. She reached out again, and this time instead of just touching with her index finger, she wrapped her whole hand around it just like she’d seen them do in the videos she watched when she was home alone and couldn’t be disturbed by anyone. She could hear the way his breath shifted with each movement she made and that was what made her begin to pump. Slowly at first, careful to avoid pulling too hard or anything like that. But the more he grunted in pleasure, the more she wanted to do. She added her right hand to her left. There was space enough for it after all.

She pumped him with both hands, one after the other, moving them in context and enjoying the way he leaned into her touch. His hands landed on her again, pulling her chin upwards and then it happened. He was kissing her. She would have thought her first kiss would have been magical- explosive, or anything like what she read about. But instead it was so different, but so much better. His lips were so soft. The way they moved against hers. She felt her mind go blank as her hands fell to her sides, and then there were hands wrapped around her. He lifted her, and almost instinctively, her legs wrapped around his waist.

She gasped at the feeling of his member on the outside of her folds.

A banging at the door brought her back to reason.

“Izuku, hurry up. Everyone is moving on to the pools” A voice sounded out from beyond the door. He stopped for a second, and then went right back to kissing her. Her lips moved to open up and allow his meet them in a delicate dance that was interrupted a second time by further banging on the door.

“Izuku!”

“Coming Momo” He said as he let go of her and allowed her plop down on her feet.

He seemed to communicate with her with nothing but his eyes and while she tried to parse the message, he was already moving. His swimming trunks rose up from the ground and he stepped into them with the ease of long practice. Now dressed, he turned and left the room without so much as a look back.