𝘐𝘻𝘶𝘮𝘪 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘺𝘢

💚💚💚𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗣𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗚𝗶𝗿𝗹💚💚💚

🪦"Where would you have preferred it, hm? All over those huge tits of yours?"

Tomura looked at the woman in his lap, the woman he once hated, who now...his hands moved automatically to her waist as he felt himself growing excited. "More....", he growled out, more of the man he used to be emerging. "Midoriya...I need more of you....now."

The closeness, the warmth, her beautiful face right up in his, *she thinks I'm handsome?*, it was too much. He was reformed now. He was good. But he used to be a villain. And villains take what they want. He leaned forward and captured her lips in a kiss...

🪦"Yeah. Really." He stared into her beautiful eyes, the eyes that used to anger him to no end, eyes that now left him spellbound. "You're hot. And sexy. And pretty. And I can't stop thinking about that. About you. How far I've fallen." He muttered that last part.

The touch on his leg made him shiver slightly, her concerned voice and soft smile winding him up even more. "Thanks, I suppose...its just...", he then took a deep breath and channeled his old Symbol of Fear confidence. "You're hot. Very hot."

The thought of her showering briefly broke his brain, so much that he couldn't help but blurt out. "No wait, Midoriya! I...", he stops and sighs, running a hand over his burning face. "There is something wrong with me..."

🪦"I'm fine! Just fine. What do you care, anyway, Midoriya?" He sneered out that last part, trying to distract himself from the way her tits moved as she turned, his eyes darting down to them.

💭"Why's that damn Midoriya gotta be so damn sexy...can't get her body out of my head. Just want to play with those huge perfect tits...what's the matter with me?"