~MHA F x F Oneshots~

~Momojirou!~ (2)

A/N: Gonna get pretty smutty!

Jirou's breath hitched at that statement, which made Momo giggle softly. "Gosh, you're adorable..." She laughed lovingly, and Jirou hid her face nervously. "S-Shut it!" She squeaked out, blushing deeper as Momo gently pulled her hands back away from her face to kiss her once again.

Momo pressed her body against Jirou, and felt how hot she was. Jirou radiated heat from embarrassment and arousal, and Momo giggled softly against her lips at this. While they kissed, Momo gently ran her hand up Jirou's stomach to settle at her chest and gently massage her breasts. Jirou whined against her, her noises encased in Momo's lips until she pulled away, wanting to listen to Jirou's soft cries.

They were like music as Momo continued massaging her chest, and kissing at her neck softly. Jirou wrapped her arms around Momo's back gently as she continued, whimpering and moaning at the hands of her crush.

Jirou got lost in this sort of fantasy, and was only pulled back whenever one of Momo's hands had moved down undetected, and now traced over Jirou's panties. Jirou squeaked out softly, gripping the sheets already. Momo giggled softly at this, continuing to gently outline and trace her flower through her panties. "So sensitive already?" She teased, and Jirou threw her hips, whining and pouting in embarrassment. Momo gently took off her panties, and observed her with pure adoration and lust.

"You're gorgeous..." She said breathlessly, making Jirou slam her legs shut and pout in embarrassment. "S-Shut u-up..." She grumbled shyly, and Momo giggled softly, then grabbing the strap-on. She gently ran the length of it overtop Jirou's flower, watching the girl moan softly and buck her hips against it, desperate for any friction. "You're already rather wet..." Momo remarked, and Jirou mumbled something snarkily. "I can't hear you..." Momo teased with a smirk, and Jirou only mumbled again.

"Love... Speak up..." Momo said, her voice a bit more commanding. Jirou only realized that she'd pressed a button now, and smirked down at Momo, uncovering her face. "What did you say?" Momo requested again, and Jirou shook her head, giggling mischievously. "Oh? A little bratty, are we?" Momo laughed softly, moving back up Jirou's body to gently clasp her hand at the base of her throat, looking down at her with dominance and commanding. Jirou whimpered softly whenever Momo grasped her throat, and Momo laughed lowly. "Hm?" She inquired, and Jirou nodded softly, submitting a bit more. "Y-Yes, miss..." She whined, and Momo smirked at her newfound obedience. "Good girl..." She cooed sweetly.

"P-Please fuck me..." Jirou moaned softly, grabbing Momo's wrist and pulling her hand down further. Momo blushed deep at this, but soon regained her confident composure. She grabbed the strap-on, putting it on. It was clear that she'd done this before, though Jirou seemed a bit nervous. "D-Does it hurt?" She suddenly stammered, making Momo look up at her gently. "Only for a moment, doll... And I'll give you time to get adjusted, okay?" She said softly, happy to accommodate. Jirou nodded, a bit embarrassed that she didn't have as much experience. Momo didn't seem to mind though, just glad that Jirou mentioned something so that she could watch out for her less experienced partner. Once Momo was all strapped up, she gently pressed the tip of the strap against Jirou's flower, letting Jirou hold her breath and prep herself before slowly pushing herself inside of Jirou.

Jirou let out a broken cry, gripping the sheets desperately as she arched her back for Momo to enter more easily. Once Momo had fully hilted herself, she waited a moment, letting Jirou get adjusted to the full size. She pulled back out, then pushed back in slightly faster. She kept repeating this motion, getting gradually faster and not wanting to hurt Jirou.

"M-Miss, please m-more..." Jirou begged softly, and Momo nodded, getting faster, but not being rough with her. "P-Please rail m-me..." Jirou stammered, and Momo blushed deeper, then tangling one hand in Jirou's hair, the other settling as a grip on her hip. She pushed Jirou's face down against the pillows, and started getting rougher with her, slamming in and out of her flower now. Jirou moaned louder at this, encouraging the roughness.

"G-Give m-me your a-all..." Jirou panted out, and Momo laughed softly. "What do you say, baby?" She teased a bit, slowing down teasingly. "P-Please, m-miss... Please ruin me..." Jirou begged unabashedly, fully submitted to Momo. Momo nodded, and pushed her face back down, her grip on her hip getting tighter and her nails gently pushing against Jirou's sensitive skin.

She started to get rougher and faster gradually, letting Jirou adjust before giving her everything she had. She railed Jirou with all she had now, pounding into her relentlessly with all of her strength. Jirou's loud cries were muffled by the pillow, luckily, or else students three dorms down could hear her yells. She felt her heartbeat sped up as she approached climax, and her breath hitched as she came on Momo's strap. "K-Keep g-g-going! P-Please! F-Fuck me silly!" Jirou cried desperately, only making Momo more motivated and rougher.

She continued to rail her partner until Jirou became a sobbing mess, having came on her strap too many times to count. Jirou couldn't get enough of her, taking anything and everything she was given. Momo panted and huffed behind her, but her noises were easily drowned out by Jirou's broken, overstimulated moans and yells. "O-O-One more! I c-can do one more!" Jirou cried, and Momo nodded, moving both hands to grip her hips as she tensed, railing her even more roughly and pounding herself into Jirou as quickly as she could. Jirou gasped sharply, her heartbeat going on the rise again as she approached her final climax of many. Jirou screamed into the pillow as she came, and Momo slammed into her, hilting herself as she panted, exhausted.

They stayed like that for a while, before Momo pulled out of Jirou and took off the strap. She threw it aside, unable to give anything attention but Jirou at the moment. Jirou had fallen asleep as she was, clearly very relieved. Momo laid next to her, admiring her blissful expression as she slept, before pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead and pulling her towards her softly. Jirou sleepily nuzzled into her chest, still in a deep sleep.

Momo found herself falling asleep too, and they fell asleep in eachother's arms, wrapped up in eachother and oblivious to the world around them.

Silent I love you's fluttered around them as they slept for a few hours, napping together in peace and bliss.

A/N: I think this sounds pretty good? Idk. I like it enough!