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Battles had been fought, comrades were lost, and treasures were found. It seemed so surreal, how after so many years of traveling Izuku and Ochako had made it back home.
Well, almost.
An enormous storm had caught them on the way back; drops of rain thick as stakes were falling from the sky, pushed by a bone-chilling cold wind.The horse Lord Todoroki had given them had run away upon hearing the lightning. And so they took refuge in a deep cave two miles away from town.
“Well, it seems the cave is clean” Izuku commented as he walked back to the spot they had placed their stuff to rest. “No goblins or mercenaries hidden here.”
Ochako looked up from her spot on the floor. Her eyes moved from his feet to his wet mop of green hair. He looked strangely cute for being all soaked in rainwater.
“That’s a relief!” she said with a sigh. “I don’t think I have enough energy to cast spells after running to catch Starrier!”
Starrier was their lost horse who had run quickly into the night. Izuku hoped the poor animal had made it somewhere safe.
Ochako stood up from her spot and walked to grab her scepter. “We should probably light a fire, then. I don’t feel like freezing to death after surviving such a journey!”
Izuku chuckled at her statement, for it really had been a long journey. He could barely remember what they looked like when they first left the village so many years ago. He was definitely shorter, and Ochako was almost his height back then. Being taller is nice. He thought about his hair, almost the same green cloud from back then, but Ochako’s had grown quite a lot; it almost reached her waist now.
Ochako... she had grown so, so much.
She remained that sweet and kind girl he had met all those years ago, but time and hardships had also turned her into a veteran fighter and caster. A rare combination, really, as mages usually weren’t good at close quarters combat. Ochako had changed so much and yet so very little...
She also remained the girl he had fallen in love with.
The thought suddenly made his heart thump in his chest. He looked at her as she used a spell scroll to light up a warm and cozy fire.
“All done! Let’s cook something tasty!”
“Oh, man! That was so funny! Remember when the whole party found Kirishima and Bakugo making out in the forest? Those boys almost gave us a heart attack!”
Izuku laughed heartily as he listened to Ochako’s retelling of their adventures. The rain had not subsided, and it would likely rain until dawn.
She wiped a laughter tear from her eye before she spoke again. “Oh, how I wish Iida had come back with us. It’s such a shame the king didn’t relieve him from duties that day.” Ochako looked at the fire dreamily; she seemed really happy. “I wish mom and dad could’ve met him.”
She lifted her gaze from the fire and up to him. She still had that dreamy look on her face. “W-would you like to meet them, Deku? I’ve told mom and dad so much about you! I’m sure they’d love to see you coming home with me...”
That last sentence caught him off guard.
He opened his mouth but no sound came from it. Coming home with her? Like, like her boyfriend?
Ochako noticed the effect of her words on her friend, and snapped back to reality when she noticed the panic on his face. “I-I mean, uh, since y-you’re my best friend and all…I’d love it if papa got to meet the guy who saved me so many times!”
Ochako! You’re such an idiot!
Izuku scratched his cheek sheepishly as his bright green eyes found her soft chocolate ones across the fire. “I…I, um, I’d love to meet them!”
She just gave him a soft smile and reached for her bag. “Let’s go to sleep, Deku.”
The fire had gone out some hours ago, but Izuku’s mind kept him awake with the thoughts of tomorrow.
What would happen tomorrow? Would they ride together and say their goodbyes? Sure, he had promised to meet her parents, but what if that was the last time they spoke to each other? Maybe she would return to court and find a nice spot, fit for a powerful mage.
Maybe there she would get married.
The thought made Izuku sad, it was as if reality had poured a bucket of icy water over himself. She really had no reason for staying. She had enough gold to grant her parents a good life, and enough to move comfortably to the capital.
But…
What if he confessed his love here? What if he told her how much his heart yearned for her? Would she stay then? With him?
Or would his love burden her?
The more Izuku thought about her parting, the more he realized how much he wanted her at his side. It was selfish, it really was but the mere thought of never seeing her again made his chest tighten and eyes sting as if he were about to cry.
He remembered all these years with her: her good mornings, her spells, the way she smelled, how the fire danced on her face... the sound of her laugh…
He couldn't take it anymore.
Turning on his side, Izuku was about to stand up and wake her when he noticed she had already crawled next to him.
Ochako had tears in her eyes, her hand in front of his face, and her fingertips were glowing pink.
“O-Ochako? Are you reading my mind?”
She pulled her hand back. For a second there was a spark of hesitation in her face, but it vanished when she jumped to his arms.
“D-Deku…not your mind…j-just your feelings!”
She moved him to look at his face, and smashed her lips against his.
Their minds became hazy for a moment, and then, there was clarity. This kiss, it was their first one, it was gentle and born of anguish…fear that life and time might push them away…but oh, so full of love.
Admittedly, it was also a bit off center, but their enthusiasm overshadowed their inexperience. Soon the kiss became rougher, and at some point Ochako’s tongue had pushed inside his mouth, clashing with his own.
Some moments after they parted, a lone string of saliva still connecting their mouths.
“Deku…” Ochako spoke as she raised a hand to cup his cheek. “I’m not going anywhere…I…I want to be with you, I want to be happy at your side and help you fight your battles…I want to marry you someday and…”
The world suddenly turned upside down for Izuku as Ochako pushed him back on his sheets and straddled him. She lowered herself to whisper against his ear.
“And I want to bear your children…”
For a second she regretted her choice in words, but for Izuku that was fuel enough to light a raging fire inside of him.
He moved his hands to her hips, where he pulled at her pink nightgown. Izuku looked up at her with pleading eyes, wishing she would discard her clothes already.
Ochako giggled at his eagerness, and dipped down to kiss him once more before she rolled her hips over his crotch. She got exactly the reaction she wanted when he moaned into their kiss, and his grip on her thighs tightened slightly.
Parting from their kiss, Ochako bit gently at his lower lip before she looked at his face. Deku was panting and his eyes were closed, so different from when he was out there, swinging his sword at villains and roaring his magical battle cries. He looked so… cute.
Of course, Izuku was a handsome man with a face that made her dream inappropriate things. But this was somehow different, and it pleased her greatly.
Having teased him enough, Ochako moved her hands to her back and unbuttoned her nightgown. She allowed it to drop from her shoulders all the way to her waist, exposing her naked body to him.
Izuku’s mouth went dry. He couldn't believe this was really happening. After so many lone nights of thinking about her, this was finally happening. Slowly, and almost apologetically, he raised his hand to her chest. He looked up into her eyes, asking for permission to touch her.
Ochako smiled sweetly, and grabbed his hand to place it on her breasts.
Izuku marveled at the softness and warmth of her flesh. It made him desire her so much more, he wanted to touch her whole body, run his hands up and down it until its feel and shape were blazed into his memory.
Ochako closed her eyes to savour the sensations of the boy caressing her body, and let out a soft gasp when she felt something poking her.
“O-Ochako?” The boy beneath her called. “I…I love you.”
The words bounced around Ochako’s head. It was one thing reading his feelings, and another hearing them from him.
Izuku had lowered his hands from her breasts. His hair was wet, his lips swollen, and his face red.
He looked so perfect.
Without standing up, Ochako unbuttoned the rest of her nightgown and threw it aside.
Izuku was completely under the spell of her beautiful, plush body; everything was so perfect to him. He set his gaze on her lower body, there where he desperately wanted to connect with her.
Her lower lips were pink and pretty, slightly swollen, and crowned above with a small patch of soft, brown hair...and she was really wet.
She placed her hand firmly on his chest, and whispered some words that made him glow for a second and vanished his attire. That same hand then moved up and down, feeling the texture of his body and muscles, tracing them like he was a beautiful poem written in Braille.
They had no need to say anything else, just like one of her many spells, and they communicated their love by looking at each other’s eyes…and maybe there was a bit of magic playing...
Ochako stopped her hands on his chest again. She could feel his heart beating loudly against his chest, just like her’s. She lifted herself gently, moving to place Izuku’s cock at her entrance.
A few breathless seconds went by as she lowered herself to take him in. It was more painful than she could imagine, but she wanted this more than anything else in the world.
Finally down to the base, Ochako rested her butt on his legs, breathing heavily as she felt her body getting used to him. He was big, hot, and twitching intensely inside of her.
Izuku, while not pained, had a similar trouble. Her insides were so wet and tight. She was just as hot as him, but somehow this made his whole self burn.
Seeing some tears roll down her cheeks, Izuku took her hands from his chest and pulled her down for a kiss, rough and sweet like the others.
It was a second later that they finally started moving.
Ochako lifted herself again, taking most of his length out before she went down, welcoming him completely. Izuku groaned at her motion, and started bucking upwards to match her, pushing himself deeper and deeper inside.
For a mage, it was only so fitting that her first time felt so magical.
They were connected in not just a physical way, it was so much more. They could feel their emotions, flowing freely across their minds as they declared their love over and over through a thousand lifetimes.
She kept her hands on his chest for support as she bounced happily on top of him, losing herself in the feeling of Izuku’s thrusts. She squeezed her walls around him, trying to earn more of the moans that delighted her so much. Ochako was absolutely ecstatic, so proud of herself for making the first move.
This cave, this moment in time…it was theirs, it was so much more than they would’ve ever wanted from life. The world seemed so small here. They had found each other across time and reality, across many lifetimes... they had found each other and they had fallen in love.
On a particular thrust, a spark of lightning lit up in her very core. She moaned loudly into their kiss and her walls tightened around Izuku. He responded accordingly by thrusting harder, desperate to feel his love climax.
It had all happened so fast, but it was too good to even think about something else.
Izuku pushed himself one last time, before pulling Ochako down to another lust-fueled kiss. They finished together, their backs arching and lightning running all over their bodies as Izuku’s climax burned her white and hot, a proof of his love that they both wished would create something new.
They laid there in the dark, covered in sweat and full of happiness.
Nothing else was said during the night. They held their hands together, and allowed sleep to wash over them. The only sound was the gentle echo from the rain bouncing around their cave.
Morning found them still naked and on top of each other. They shared another kiss in the dark of the cave before they packed their stuff and went outside.
The sun was bright, with their surroundings green and covered in rain. A perfect dawn after a perfect night.
Hand in hand they walked back home. An adventure had finished, but they had started a new one that night in the cave, one they were eager to live.
Together.