Momo’s heart was racing.
It was time for a new hero internship, and she was chosen by one of the new top heroes herself: Miruko.
who was strong, agile and witty.
A heroine for the heat of battle.
Exactly what Momo needed.
She calculated, planned, and always fell behind when her duty as a heroine was called.
Working under a top hero was always a great honor. But being under someone, who was thriving in fights, was a gift.
The rabbit heroine had already been overwhelming in the videos Momo watched of her on TV and on the internet. But facing her, eye to eye?
Momo might’ve been taller than Miruko, yet she could do nothing else but looking up to her.
Her body was muscular and her eyes were full of passion.
Momo could feel the raw strength and determination Miruko was radiating.
When her gaze touched Momo’s body, she felt like being on fire. Physical exercise was part of a hero’s schedule, so Momo didn’t consider herself a fragile girl. But facing off Miruko made her feel weak & soft.
Miruko’s eyes wandered over her body for a long time. It made Momo quite nervous, which she realized was shameful, because it only emphasized her weakness as a hero even more.
But she stopped this line of thought. when Miruko’s eyes catched hers, with her tongue in the corner of her mouth.
“Creati”, started the bunny hero, and her head tilted to one side. “You’re ready for this partnership?”
Momo needed to swallow first, before she answered: “Of course, I am!”
“I’m pretty rough, at times. You think you can endure that?”
To disperse her own doubts, she replied, “Please, be as rough as you want!”
Miruko’s smiled. “You know what? I like you.”
She grabbed Momo by her hips and pulled her to the next door. “Let’s have a good time as heroes!”
Miruko was thirsty for Momo.
She had seen many applications for her agency, and she had accepted a few of those. And most of them were serious. She was a hero, and she did her best, to help others to grow into fine heroes themselves.
It was a good job, and one she was proud of.
But damn, did she want to bang Momo!
She had a thing for younger women. Someone might even call her targeting Momo villainous.
The internet wouldn’t hesitate to attack her for that. But she was the Rabbit Hero Miruko! With all the awesome powers of a rabbit!.
But it also meant she had the libido of a rabbit, and that was the other side of the coin of her quirk.
Though she really didn’t mind that part.
Because it gave her the drive, to share beds with beautiful girls like Momo.
And seeing her so close in her hero uniform, was quite delicious. She wanted to pat her own back, for not openly salivating.
On the one hand, Momo’s uniform was ridiculous, and showed too much skin. Dangerous in combat, even if it is supposed to be for pragmatic reasons. It was stupid to look at.
But on the other hand, Miruko could get a good look at Momo’s breasts.
And now she wanted to suck on them so very much.
And as any good hero, she was ready to give everything, to reach her goal.
Momo got many opportunities to look at Miruko’s back.
The rabbit heroine was never still on her feet, always moving, always jumping. To follow her was a difficult task, in itself.
Even reacting on time wasn't easy for Momo. Sometimes she didn’t even realize Miruko was already gone, and she had to guess, in which direction she had to run.
And most of the time, when she caught up, the villains were already beaten.
Momo wasn’t surprised, but she was disappointed in herself.
But seeing Miruko flexing on her defeated foes, proving her superiority was breathtaking; And devastating.
She was overshadowed by this celestial body.
But as fierce as Miruko was to villains, she was kind towards Momo.
Always waiting, always greeting her with a bright smile, while sitting on her defeated foes.
When they had breaks, Miruko invited Momo to cafès.
Of course, coming from a wealthy background, Momo declined at first, even suggesting she could be the one paying for both of them, but Miruko wanted none of this.
She took Momo’s face in her hands, caressing it softly, looking deep into her eyes and said: “I’ll take responsibility for you. So let me take care of this.”
Having Miruko looking into her eyes, made Momo feel unprotected and uncovered. As if she could hide nothing from the top hero. Making her blush.
She didn’t understand why, but the intense beating of her heart was singing the truth.
Another successful day for Miruko’s hero agency. She went to the changing rooms satisfied. She was also happy for another reason.
Momo was already in the room changing.
“Hope you’re not too shy for some company”, Miruko greeted, keeping her eyes set on Momo.
“Of course not”, she replied, looking away to hide her blushing face.
Miruko smiled, and stood next to her, while she took her own uniform off. “Don’t worry, rabbits don’t bite.”
She had to bite her own tongue, to keep the words ‘ except if you want to ’ unsaid.
Momo hesitated. “I have still a long way to go, I’ve realized.” She smiled, but not out of happyness. “I can see it clearly, watching you… no, because I am only able to watch you, shows me how much I have to grow to not be lost in your shadow.”
‘Oho. Someone has an inferiority complex’
Miruko closed the distance between them, and hugged her from behind.
“You’re doing great, darling,” she whispered into Momo’s ears. She stroked her black hair.
Miruko looked carefully around the changing room, “How about a shower?”
Momo took a moment to reply: “What?”
Miruko pushed her to the showers. “After a hard day a good hero needs a good shower.”
Hot streams of water were raining on Momo, and cleaned her trained and sweaty body. But she actually wished for a cold shower right now, because Miruko was showering next to her; And it felt wrong.
Her eyes always returned to the rabbit hero.
All naked, all wet.
Her dark skin was shining, her muscles were magnificent, and the rest of her body was… overwhelming.
Momo knew that Miruko had a toned body, but seeing those abs so close brought her to her limit.
Momo’s blood under her wet skin was boiling, and she felt ashamed for that. Not just because Miruko was her mentor, turning this already indecent.
She was also glancing at the top hero in secret, without her consent. It was wrong. That’s why, when Miruko was smiling at her, she was shocked. “Do you like it?”
Momo’s brain, praised and celebrated, left her alone in this very moment and she simply stared at the hero, unable to say anything..
Miruko grinned, and clapped on her trained stomach. “You look as if you want your own abs, Creati.”
Momo grabbed that excuse and ran with it, “Yes, it’s impressive, Miruko. Though, I don’t know if I'll ever be able to look as great as you.”
“Oh, that is fine”, said Miruko and she took one of Momo’s hand. “You’re already great as you are now. But if you really want some abs” She pressed the hand against her abs.
“You can always have those.”
Momo swallowed. She knew she should say something. Probably something funny. But her brain wasn’t wired this way. All she could do was to touch these abs..
A burning pulse in her demanded this. Giving in was like blowing into a glowing ember. It burned stronger and stronger.
Suddenly the Rabbit Hero grabbed Momo’s shampoo bottle. “This one looks quite expensive.”
The UA student forced herself to reply, “Oh? Oh, yes! It is imported from overseas, and is filled with necessary nutritions to keep one’s hair strong and healthy.”
As if the previous moment hadn't happened, Miruko smiled and looked at Momo’s long, black hair. “Yeah, you would need that.”
Momo pulled her hand back and sighed, blowing out all the thirsting flames which ravaged her a few moments ago. “It’s not part of official hero education, but looking decent in the public is also important. If you want support and trust by the public.”
“True, true”, murmured Miruko and squeezed the content of the bottle into her hand, “But you don’t have to worry. You’re gorgeous, darling.”
And with that the flames crawled back into Momo’s chest.
“Hey”, grinned Miruko and came closer, showing her hands with the foam. “Wanna let me take care of your hair?”
“Yes, please”, words jumped out of Momo’s mouth, before she even realized it. Her face was burning, as if she was on fire. The smile on Miruko’s face changed for a moment. Just for a second the rabbit looked like a predator. But then Miruko’s iconic smile returned. She looked amused.
“Maybe a bit difficult, seeing our height difference.”
The UA student grabbed her own body, and pulled two wooden bathroom stools out of her body.
“Oh yeah”, Miruko said, “You’re called Creati for a reason.” She pointed under the shower, while she stopped the hot stream. “You’re sitting there, I’ll be behind you.”
Momo’s heart was beating like a drum in her chest. She could feel Miruko behind her. Being smaller meant so little, her presence was overwhelming. Her naked, toned body, in all its beauty.
And now she would wash her hair?
A tingling, yearning feeling bloomed in Momo’s lower body. Familiar, and still strange. Her fingers twitched, and she wanted to touch herself, but it was the worst possible moment.
Or was it?
It was as if the thirsty flames started to become conscious, raising a devious voice. Whispering into her ear.
To give in.
But Momo resisted instead.
And then it started:
Miruko’s hands started to touch her hair. Spreading the foam, soaking the shampoo into her hair. Slowly, carefully, gentle.
Her fingers moved lovingly and softly.
No one spoke. The showers were quiet.
Sitting in tranquility, they’ve enjoyed each other’s presence.
The warmth Momo felt was pleasant. It was cozy. Wholesome.
It was like being in a protecting embrace of a loved one.
Momo followed that innocent image, seeing herself in the arms of Miruko next. She smiled. “You’re beautiful”, whispered Miruko, breaking the sweet silence.
“You too”, replied Momo, and scolded herself immediately. Miruko surely meant as a compliment for her hair. She acted inappropriate!
Miruko’s left hand slided down from her hair, to her shoulder. “Thank you, darling.”
Th UA student tried to focus and swallowed her desires.
“Tomorrow is the last day”, Miruko continued, and her left hand glided further down Momo’s arm.
“Oh, that is true” Momo realized. Suddenly she felt hollow. Her internship was already ending on the next day. “I, erm, thank you for the time together!”
Miruko laughed, but it wasn’t that bold and tough as it was usual. It was more… refined, subtle.
“Oh, don’t thank me yet, Creati. We have still one more day to go.” She moved her hand back to Momo’s back, tapping the skin with her fingertips. “And you won’t mind me calling you Momo now, won’t you? I mean, we’re so…”
Miruko’s left hand moved forward, closing the distance to Momo’s breasts.
“Please do”, moaned Momo. The strong, yet delicate hand caressed her breast. The index finger was playing with her nipples. Her thoughts were drowned by waves of heat.
“Good”, Miruko whispered again, “Call me Rumi then, darling.”
Momo was unable to follow these words, when she realized that the sweet, burning touches of Miruko stopped. She blinked a few times, confused, and saw how Miruko…how Rumi stood next to the shower.
“Let’s call it a day, Momo.”, she said, turning the hot shower on again. “We had a hard job today. So why not take a break tomorrow.” Her lips emphasized the next words: “Just you and me.”
Momo sat still, while the hot water was running down her body, cleansing her hair from the shampoo. She needed a moment to find a reaction, “Is it not a problem if we’re not on duty tomorrow?”
Miruko smiled before she answered, “Hey, teaching you is a duty, too. And that’s what I’m gonna do tomorrow.” She turned away, stopped and looked once more at Momo. “Oh, of course come with your school uniform, please.”
She didn’t wait for an answer, and left. Hips swinging in a way, she hadn’t done before. And Momo couldn’t look away. Loving the view of Miruko’s enchanting butt.
And before the rabbit hero left the showers, she turned one last time to the UA student. And blew her a kiss.
That broke Momo.
Momo grabbed her chest, breathing heavily and came to terms that she had fallen in love with Miruko.
She couldn’t tell how long she was under the showers, being happy and in panic at the same time.
That night, Momo couldn’t sleep.
She lied in her bed, rolling left to right.
Despite her body being exhausted after the day, her mind forced her to stay awake, not allowing herself to find rest.
Tomorrow will be just another day, she tried to convince herself. The end of her hero internship.
But the flames in her chest mocked her for trying to deceive herself.
She reimagined the shower with Miruko. Her hands, her touch. Burning desires rampaging in her body. She bit her own lips, and pushed her thighs together.
Slowly, one of her hands caressed her chest. Her nipples were already hard. She felt how she lost more ground to her own desires.
She pushed her own pillow on her face and screamed.
It was wrong.
Miruko was helping her.
Momo was still in school.
And she was just 16.
She knew she had to be better, and that this could end horribly; For both of them.
Ruining her future as a hero, and destroying Miruko’s career.
Nothing about this was heroic.
And she had to stop this.
‘But why though?’ , whispered the thirsty flame in her head. ‘Rumi wants it, too.’
“Rumi”, breathed Momo the name out like a magic spell. She covered her face with her own hands.
It was true, Miruko was an active hero, fighting off villains. She had to know how wrong this was.
Maybe she knew something, Momo didn’t know.
Or maybe it just didn’t matter to her. Like how Momo’s heart didn’t care for all of this, but to yearn for… Rumi.
Momo wanted to feel her. Wanting to see her smile. Wanting to feel safe, and supported. And wanting to support Rumi.
Words stuck in her throat, she felt she needed to confess. Otherwise Momo couldn’t tell if those words would end up stealing her breath.
She was utterly confused, worried about the coming day.
Not meeting Rumi sounded tempting, too. Not facing those feelings, not doing anything un-heroic.
Maybe soon enough, things will go back as they were before.
Only hearing about the rabbit hero Miruko in the news, while she herself stayed in school, learning to become a hero herself. But there was something in Momo, which wanted to meet Miruko tomorrow. Seeing her, calling her Rumi, and facing what might happen on that day.
A yearning in her chest, Momo knew she had already lost to.
She wanted to see Rumi.
And with that desire, came the images of the past day. Under the showers.
The feeling of her touch on her skin.
And the tingling heat bloomed once more in her groins.
Being alone, in the dark of her room, she sighed. Then her fingers slid down her body, touching herself softly, carefully. Thinking of Rumi, at first.
Then imagining more. Being with her, feeling her breath on her skin.
Momo knew that touching oneself wasn’t wrong. She has done it before, even if it wasn’t that often. Now, though, she felt how she climbed down an abyss, with Rumi waiting for her down there.
With no way out of that place.
Miruko wanted Momo so badly.
She was on her way to the meeting place, now in her civilian clothes.
She loved her hero uniform, but it also gave her too much attention, when she didn’t need it. And even with a hoodie on her head, to hide her bunny ears, she still catched how people recognized her at times.
A smarter person would’ve planned this better.
But Miruko wasn’t smart, she was horny.
She waited the whole internship for this. Working carefully on Momo. Catching her attention, admiration and at last, feelings.
And normally, she wouldn’t be so agitated. But having this girl in her silly hero uniform running around all the time, and after the shower of the day before…
Of course, she could’ve done it with her there then, but a shower wasn’t the fitting battlefield of love for her and Momo.
And she enjoyed the idea of boiling Momo in her own lust.
That poor, naive girl, so eager, yet so inexperienced.
It made Miruko almost drool. She cannot wait to see this pretty face flushing red, moaning and be overwhelmed.
She also couldn’t wait any longer herself.
Having reached their meeting place, a fountain in the city park, she got a chance to gaze upon Momo in her UA school uniform.
She sent a rush prayer to the heavens.
‘ Schoolgirls are the best’ , she thought, her mind filled with lust and gratitude. Then her eyes fell onto Momo’s voluptuous breasts. ‘ Especially the juicy ones. ’
The UA student looked up and saw Miruko. Her gentle face turned a few shades redder, and a timid expression made its way on it.
‘ She is so cute ’, thought Miruko coming closer, ‘I wanna eat her out so much’
“Good day, Mir-”, greeted Momo her at first before correcting herself, “Rumi”
“Good day yourself, love”, said Miruko, winking at her and taking her hand. “You look wonderful today.”
Momo looked down, but her blushing face and faint smile told Miruko enough. But then her eyebrows rose up and looked at the bag Miruko was carrying around.
“Some preparations”, Miruko replied and leaned her head on Momo’s shoulder. “I want us to have a nice day, after all.”
Momo's hand grasped hers. Miruko could tell that there was something on her mind. She could guess what it was.
“I know a fine place for us”, she said and pulled Momo with her. “I promise you, it’s gonna be a wonderful day, love.”
The words softened Momo’s face.
Though it turned into a deeper red, when they’ve reached their destination not much later:
A love hotel.
“Great place”, Miruko explained, but kept quiet how she found this love hotel. Or how often she was a guest there.
“Is that… “, Momo hesitated and she stared at her feet. “Aren’t we doing something wrong?”
“No, don’t be silly, Momo”, Miruko replied. Her hand caressed the UA-student’s back. “There’s nothing wrong with love.” Her hand slid further down, reaching the hip. She held her close, feeling Momo’s warmth. She was excited too.
Momo finally raised her head. Searching for Miruko’s eyes. Her face was serious. “I love you, Rumi”, she confessed. Her breath was deep and she looked so delicate and fragile.
Miruko put her face into her hands. And she lied, “I love you, too”. She pushed herself up, giving Momo a long, and deep kiss.
Momo leaned into it, and kissed her back. Enchanted and hypnotized.
It was a nice kiss, and Miruko guessed it was Momo’s first.
It was the small things which brought her the joy of pursuing school girls.
But Miruko was hungry for more.
Their kiss ended and Momo was radiating. Miruko sent her waiting for the elevator, while she got the key card for their room.
“The usual”, she demanded.
When Miruko reached the elevator, Momo didn’t look as shy as before. She was ready to face a new adventure.
Miruko couldn’t wait either.
When they entered the elevator and the doors closed, Miruko groped Momo and started to kiss her again. Pushing her tongue into her mouth. The UA student was surprised, but gave in eventually.
One of Miruko’s hand reached for Momo’s chest, touching it. The other hand slid down her leg, reaching beneath her skirt.
Her legs felt soft and hot under her fingers. They crawled further up, touching the fabric of her panties.
The doors opened again, leading to the floor where their room was waiting.
Miruko needed a second to regain her composure. Momo was a bit shaky on her legs.
Their room was beautiful.
Sweet scent in the air, pink walls and a white fluffy bed. A rabbit theme was prevalent, and Miruko loved to joke that this was her rabbit hole. Though, she didn’t make the joke this time.
She was too busy kissing Momo.
Both her hands were under the student’s skirt, grabbing the butt. It felt wonderfully soft. She began to lose herself.
She pushed Momo on the bed. She landed between the cushions. Miruko put her knees on both sides of Momo’s hips, who was looking at her with glowing eyes. She undid the grey blazer, and grabbed the tip of the red tie next.
“So cute,” she said. She was pushing Momo down, onto the bed, getting herself a handful of those young, plum breasts.
The student was breathing heavily, “I’m 16 years old.”
“Huh?” Miruko blinked at her.
“I’m underage”*, Momo continued, and she looked as if saying these words was hard in itself
“What if… what if this is ruining your hero career?”
“Oh, Momo”, Miruko replied. She smiled. She was still thinking about her?
She was such a lost case.
She lowered herself down, their faces close to each other. “Don’t worry. I’ve told you, when we started, that I’ll take responsibility.”
She kissed her again.
It wasn’t an answer.
She was merely avoiding the unavoidable.
But right now, she had a horny school girl beneath her.
And Miruko could tell that Momo didn’t really care either. She gave into the kiss, hungry for more.
Miruko’s hands unbuttoned the shirt under the blazer, revealing Momo’s bra. Her breasts were as big as she remembered.
Miruko rose up, looking down at the school girl Momo. Realizing her upper body was almost naked made her blush.
“You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen”, Miruko muttered. She couldn’t tell if she was sincere. She was overwhelmed herself. Unable to think straight. Well, not that she was ever straight to begin with.
“I love you”, said Momo again. She was all red, and smiling.
Miruko returned the smile, and kissed her on the lips. Then on her chin. Then on her throat, collarbone, and eventually Momo’s breasts.
She looked up to her, seeing how her young lover wanted to feel ‘more’.
Miruko couldn't wait any longer herself, so she undid the bra.
They were round, soft and perfectly shaped, peaking in dark-colored nipples.
Miruko blew softly at those, looking into Momo’s eyes, then she licked one of them with her tongue.
Momo’s lips were shaking, sweet moans escaping between them.
Miruko enjoyed her lover's face. She opened her mouth and started to suck one of the breasts, while she was groping the other one. Between thumb and index finger, she caressed the nipple. Both shaped themselves into beautiful, dark buds.
Momo started to breath in and out in small breaks. She grabbed the back of Miruko’s head and pushed her further into her boobs.
It was exhilarating.
Miruko licked and kissed both of her breasts, slowly and lovingly. Feeling the sweet heat of Momo’s breasts on her face was great, but seeing how this girl squirmed and moaned, that was the true pleasure.
She kissed one nipple once more, before going further down. She finally took her own clothes off.
Momo looked at her, with eyes clouded in lust. She didn't get the chance to say anything, when Miruko, naked herself, pushed her lover's legs apart, revealing the last clothes on Momo:
Her skirt, and her panties.
With shaking hands, Momo tried to pull her skirt over her panties, but Miruko took it and pulled it down. A familiar smell came to her nose.
The pubic hair on the vagina was as black as the hair on Momo’s head. Momo started to look nervous, and bit on her fingers.
Or maybe she was just anticipating what was coming next?
Miruko didn’t want her to wait any longer.
She licked her vagina in a long and hard movement. Savoring the salty taste.
Momo made a cute noise.
Miruko lowered herself and pushed her tongue into the vagina. It was an intense and hot taste. And Momo tilted her head back, moaning. One of her own hands was playing with one of her breasts.
Miruko was so turned on looking at this, her tongue moved more. She became greedy and wanted to see more. Momo started to shake her hips, first subtle, but not for long.
Miruko grabbed her thighs, pushing her tongue deeper into her, more and more demanding.
She could feel how Momo’s thighs started to press on her head. It was exciting. She slid her tongue out, licking her way up to the clitoris.
With the tip of her tongue, she poked at it, feeling the sweet little button. And Momo acted accordingly. She moaned deeper, her thighs pressed harder against Miruko and she tried to pull herself away.
It was such an adorable reaction. Momo’s thighs pressed harder against her head, demanding more pleasure. Simultaneously her lower body tried its best to move away from her attacker, afraid of this bliss.
Miruko didn’t stop though. She licked and sucked on the clitoris. Making Momo squirm more, shaking, forcing her to moan louder. She tried to silence herself by biting into her hand, but eventually she screamed under the pressure and almost crushed Miruko with her thighs, when she climaxed.
Shaking, she lay on the bed, covering her eyes with one hand.
Meanwhile Miruko licked her mouth, enjoying the sweet taste on her face. And drinking in the view of her young lover.
Momo was breathing heavily.
She was still overwhelmed by the pleasure.
Her entire body burned, but instead of ashes, it left a pleasant numbness behind. Even her thoughts were cleaned of all worries.
And in her awoke a hunger for more.
Momo’s mind started to recognize her surroundings again. She heard something rustling. Slowly, she pushed herself up and looked up.
Her lover Rumi was standing in front of the bag she brought earlier, and was fixing something on her hips. Momo couldn’t recognize it at first, thinking she started to wear some weird belt.
Rumi turned back to her. She was oozing a clear liquid out of a bottle on a long object which was strapped on her crotch.
Then it clicked in Momo’s mind, and she just said: “Oh.”
“Yes, oh”, Rumi said, fixing the strap-on furthermore, and a soft moan escaped her lips. “This is double-ended. This gonna be fun for both of us.”
Momo opened her mouth, before closing it again.
She wanted to say how she may need a bit more time to rest. But remembering how she was the.one receiving the pleasure until now, she changed her mind.
Also, seeing Rumi standing her, in all her dark-skinned, muscular beauty, with that strap-on glittering on her crotch, did make her horny again.
‘I want her in me.’
Rumi gestured to Momo to come closer, and she crawled to the edge of the bed.
The rabbit hero started to kiss her again, while grabbing Momo’s hips. She hugged her back and put her arms around Rumi’s neck. She pushed her own tongue into Rumi’s mouth, thirsting for more.
Her lover looked at her with red, lust filled eyes. And Momo realized they were the eyes of a true predator.
And she couldn’t wait to be devoured.
Rumi pulled on Momo’s hips and pushed the strapon against her.
Despite being quite excited, she was still careful when inserting the strap-on into her young lover.
Momo’s anticipation was taking her breath away, and then Rumi was inside her. “Ahh!”
Momo felt the strap-on pushed into her, dazzling yet pleasing.
“Deeper!” she screamed through her teeth.
She bit her lips in ecstasy as she embraced her lover. Momo rested her forehead against Rumi’s, who was watching her thoughtfully.
And smiled. Her strong arms bulged and Momo felt how she was lifted by her. She clinged harder on Rumi.
“Am I too heavy?”, she asked, under her breath.
“You could never be too heavy, my love”, Rumi replied and started to move her hips.
Momo could only react with a moan, her mind filled with thrilling images.
She locked her legs behind Rumi, letting her push even deeper into her. Pure lust flooded her mind, and purified her souls. Her hot, sweaty body moved accordingly to the movements. Rumi started to moan, too. She kissed Momo’s breasts again, licking them passionately.
Momo’s heart was on the brink of exploding.
“Yes, yes, yes”, she muttered, being on the edge of another orgasm. She was blinded by lust, and her eyes couldn’t focus on anything anymore. Her world moved only around the pleasure she felt. Rumi’s fingers digged deep into her ass cheeks, but even that was a joy.
She tilted her head from one side to the other, moaning and grinning.
She almost didn’t notice how she was pushed on the bed again, with Rumi being on top of her. Their fingers interlocked with each other. Rumi pounded her harder and more intense. Her red eyes were glassy. And only moans escaped her mouth..
This was Momo’s last memory. Her mind was flooded by blinding pleasure, and at that point, she wasn’t even aware that she was screaming.
Time has passed.
Momo couldn’t tell how much, but she knew time had passed.
Her sweat, and her other liquids, were cold and sticky on her skin.
Her body has calmed down and she was able to form coherent thoughts again.
She lay in bed, together with Miruko, the rabbit hero.
Or, her lover Rumi, as she started to view her.
She lay next to her, cuddling. And being sincerely happy. Her heart did not radiate heat out of lust, but out of love.
Rumi stared at the ceiling, before turning to her. Looking surprised at first, before smiling genuinely. She reached Momo, and moved a strand of hair to the side. Then she kissed Momo on the nose.
She couldn’t resist, and giggled as a reaction.
None of them said a single word for the rest of the evening. They just looked at each other, smiling and cuddling.
Momo Yaoyorozu was in her classroom, and cleaned it up..
A month has passed since that fateful evening, and Rumi and her were a couple now. But neither of them could say this out loud.
It was sad, because everything Momo wanted to do now was to tell every single one of her friends how much she was in love with Rumi. Followed up introducing her to her parents.
But she knew she couldn’t do it at the moment. Telling them, would ruin everything they’ve had.
She needed to be patient.
Which wasn’t that difficult, because Momo and Rumi still met on a regular basis, even if it was not daily anymore.
Sometimes they went out, and she helped the rabbit hero fighting villains.
But most of the time, they spent time behind doors, embracing their love on a more intimate level. Any doubts and worries she had were gone since their first time together.
Her heart fluttered, and Momo realized she was smiling, lost in her love for Rumi.
She looked around, the classroom was all empty.
She took out her phone, and looked at the photos she took of herself and Rumi. Being in each other’s arms and grinning, with flushing faces.
She just had to wait a few more years.
Then she won’t be just a hero, but she would be part of a wife/wife team..
It was going to be wonderful!
Miruko stepped on the villain, who was unconscious on the ground. She sighed, disappointed. This purse snatcher was no fun at all.
She grabbed both wallets and turned around. Voices came closer.
Two young women ran to her.
Two school girls.
“Ohmygawd, thank you”, said the first girl and clapped her hands.
The second one was quieter and covered a hand over her mouth. “No way, it’s Miruko!”
They were both cute.
“Here, might be yours”, said Miruko and gave both girls their property back. She winked at them.
Both girls giggled.
“You are my hero, Miruko!”, said the first girl.
“You can’t just say that”, tried the other girl to calm her friend down, but her blushing face told Miruko that she thought the same about her.
“I don’t mind hearing that”, replied Miruko and came closer to the girls. “You know, I actually wouldn’t mind being the personal hero for you two for today.”
She laid her hands on each girl’s back. “How about showing you two a nice cafè I know? To calm your nerves, of course.”
The eyes of the first girl started to sparkle. The second girl looked worried to the unconscious criminal. “And what about him?”
Miruko tilted her head to the side and acted as if she was hearing something. “It’s fine. The police are coming.”
She didn’t actually hear them. But she had more important things in her hands.
It convinced these two girls, nonetheless. Obviously feeling blessed, spending time with the top ranked hero Miruko.
Admittedly, they weren’t Momo.
But Miruko just had a thing for school girls.
And she said: “This gonna be fun.”