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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      僕のヒーローアカデミア_|_Boku_no_Hero_Academia_|_My_Hero_Academia
  Relationship:
      Jirou_Kyouka/Kaminari_Denki
  Character:
      Jirou_Kyouka, Kaminari_Denki, Iida_Tenya, Yaoyorozu_Momo, Midoriya_Izuku,
      Kirishima_Eijirou, Ashido_Mina
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Porn_With_Plot, Bad_Plot, But_Still_Plot, Everyone_Shits_on
      Bakugou, Dumb_Wagers, The_Rest_Only_Appear_Briefly, It's_Mostly_Jirou_&
      Kaminari, Oral_Sex, Vaginal_Sex, Erotic_Electrostimulation, I_Think_This
      Is_My_Shortest_Tag_Section_Ever, I_mean, She_Begs_A_Little, But_There's
      Not_A_Lot_Else, They_Make_a_Stupid_Bet, Then_Fuck_Each_Other, what_more
      can_i_say?
  Series:
      Part 1 of My_Hero_Fuckademia
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-02 Words: 8414
****** Shocking Victory ******
by personanongrata
Summary
     After a heated discussion regarding his inability to perform
     intellectually, Kyouka Jirou makes a deal Kaminari cannot refuse.
     Beat her in an upcoming test, and he can finally tap dat ass...if he
     wants to. There's other things to do with a butt besides fuck it.
     I know that sounds like an odd synopsis, but really, it's just
     Kaminari and Jirou making dumb decisions and having sex. The tags say
     everything.
Notes
     So, this is my first fic for MHA, and I may not have the *best* grasp
     on how the characters should go. Apologies if they ever feel *too*
     OOC.
     On top of that, I mayyy have taken a few teensy-tinyy liberties with
     Kaminari's quirk, but we do see him just holding a small amount in
     his palm at points during both the anime & manga, so I was willing to
     play fast and loose with how it should work.
     Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this absolute clusterfuck.
     (Also, for those who are unfamiliar with my writing style, my stories
     are pretty long before any of the actual good stuff happens. If you
     wanna skip all the setup, search for the phrase, “Come on in already,
     dumbass. You’re wasting time out there.”)
See the end of the work for more notes
“Got it. Got it. Hate it. Hate it more. Oh my god, why is this even IN the
classic rock section?” Kyouka Jirou shook her head in frustration, pulling
herself away from the paltry selection of albums on offer and walking away,
hands in the pockets of her jeans, sighing to herself. “This was such a pain in
the ass. Still, better than being stuck in the dorms all day listening to
Bakugou scream his head off about Midoriya. I dunno how Midoriya tolerates him
as much as he does.”
Jirou skulked through the mall, idly kicking a can along the path in front of
her, wrapped up in her own thoughts. ‘Probably should have just stayed back at
the dorm and put on some music. Not that any music can drown out the rest of
the idiots I live with. Maybe I should have gone and visited my parents.’
Jirou’s line of thought continued in this way, her feet taking her to the
quickest exit back to her place, without her even noticing, when a flash of
yellow off to one side caught her attention. Looking up, she sighed again,
before walking over to approach Kaminari, identified by the mess of blond,
spiky hair, swaggering towards a group of girls with a cocky grin on his face.
Jirou eyed the girls over quickly, noting that they probably had a year or two
on the pair, and swallowed a grin. ‘I mean, I probably should stop him before
he makes an even bigger fool of himself than he already is, but this is just
gonna be too good.’
Snaking her earphone down, Jirou leant against the wall and stabbed it with her
earphones, picking up Kaminari’s conversation with her Quirk as he approached
the gang and exchanged a few choice words with the one at their centre.
‘Probably the leader,’ Jirou found herself thinking, before laughing out loud
as the girls began to chuckle behind their hands, and the leader politely shook
her head, before they turned as one and left. Kaminari visibly shrugged, before
turning away, a look of frustration in his eyes, and Jirou had the feeling this
wasn’t the first time today he’d tried something like this. ‘Not the first time
today? More like not even the 20th.’
Sensing the opportunity for some prime ribbing, Jirou called out to him,
drawing unwanted attention to the blonde from passers-by. “Struck out again,
huh Sparkplug?” Kaminari whipped around, locking onto her and making his way
over. “Please, tell me you didn’t hear that.” Jirou smirked, reaching out and
patting his cheek. “Don’t worry, I didn’t hear a thing,” she said,
disconnecting her earphones from the wall, right in front of his eyes. Kaminari
slumped, his cheeks turning red a little. “You’re not gonna tell anyone, are
you?” Jirou’s smirk slowly gave way to a full-blown grin, and she eyed him up
and down, before deciding to throw her friend a bone. “It’ll cost ya a cup of
coffee there, slugger.” Kaminari brightened, before taking Jirou by the hand
and making to lead her to a nearby cafe.
“Whoa there Kaminari. I never said this was anything like that. This is just a
cup of coffee. Got that short-circuit?” Kaminari rubbed his hand against the
back of his head, a look of chagrin on his face. “Right, sure. Sorry ‘bout that
Jirou.” He turned and led her to the cafe, where he ordered them both a drink
and located them a nice, quiet table, near the window where they could see the
world go by. Small talk was exchanged, with the two discussing their home
lives, their classmates, and their education. Taking a sip of her newly-arrived
drink, Jirou stared into it for a second or two, before looking up and speaking
to Kaminari, who was currently staring out the window, slurping from his
coffee. “Hey Kaminari, can I ask you something?” Kaminari turned to face her,
placing his coffee on the table. “Sure, what’s up Jirou?” Jirou stared directly
at him, a look of minor exasperation on her face. “Is this really what you do
on your weekends? Just walk around town looking to get some?” Kaminari grinned,
leaning back in his chair. “Yeah. Why do you care so much?”
Jirou rolled her eyes and sighed at him, something that was becoming a fairly
regular occurrence, she noted. “I really don’t, you idiot. It’s just, you’re a
student at one of the best hero schools in the country, and it feels like
you’re wasting the opportunity. I mean, maybe if you applied yourself and
studied on weekends, you wouldn’t be dead-last in our class?” Kaminari scowled
at her, lifting up his cup and drinking most of what was left in one go. “I
hear that enough from Mr. Aizawa, Jirou, I don’t need you to get on my case as
well.” Jirou shook her head, her temper flaring slightly. “That’s not what I’m
doing, you moron. It’s just, maybe if you actually studied a little, you
wouldn’t have to worry about failing every time we walk out of one of our
exams.”
Kaminari glared at her sharply, a look of anger on his face, before he slumped
back in his chair. “Yeah, I know, I know, you’re right and Mr. Aizawa’s right
and I’m an idiot. It’s just that...studying is so dull, you know. We can’t all
be smart like you, Jirou.” Jirou shook her head, her annoyance at Kaminari
subsiding. “Look, you’re not an idiot, and I will deny I ever said that if
anyone asks. You got accepted to UA, and they don’t take just anyone. Just, try
studying a little. It’s what I do, and why I get good marks. Maybe try
motivating yourself somehow.” Kaminari looked at her, a look of deep thought on
his face. ‘I think that’s what he’s doing, anyway,’ Jirou thought to herself,
‘I’m not used to Kaminari actually thinking that hard about his actions.’
“Motivate myself how? There’s not really a lot I want other than...you know.”
Jirou’s head fell into her hand, and she looked out from between two of her
fingers at Kaminari in exasperation. “You really do have a one-track mind,
don’t you, moron?” Kaminari grins at her, shrugging nonchalantly. “Not really,
it’s just, there’s not a lot else I really want right now.” Jirou shook her
head and finished her drink in silence, staring off into the distance with
irritation the whole time. Their drinks finished, the two left and made their
way back to the dorms in silence together, Kaminari resting his hands behind
his head as they walked. It was Jirou who ended up breaking the silence the two
found themselves in. “Why do you walk like that, anyway? You look like a damn
idiot.” Kaminari winked at her, stretching his arms out for a second. “It’s to
show I’m laid back and cool, and that I don’t let anything get to me.”
Jirou tried valiantly, but failed to suppress the burst of laughter that fell
out of her mouth. “I’m sorry, but none of that sentence is true, except maybe
the laid-back part. But this is coming from the dude who spends hours in front
of the mirror every day styling his hair so it looks like he really doesn’t
care what people think of him. And you most definitely do let things get to
you, Jamming-Whey.” Kaminari stopped short, slamming his hands into his pockets
and walking sulkily down the street. “Yeah, maybe, but they don’t have to know
that.” he muttered under his breath. “I mean, would you rather I actually
didn’t care what people thought of me? You know who I’d be then? Bakugou. And
nobody, NOBODY, wants to have sex with Bakugou. I doubt even Bakugou would want
to have sex with Bakugou.”
Jirou stopped dead in the street for an instant, the mental image of two
Bakugou’s trying to fumble their way through sex almost causing her to crack up
again in the middle of the street, which, even when deserted, was not something
she’d like to do. Eventually, she got herself under control, before throwing
out some hastily prepared snark at Kirishima. “Are you still on about the sex
thing, ‘cos lemme tell you a little secret Kirishima.” She pulled him in and
whispered directly into his ear, and Kaminari felt himself grow a little hot as
he felt her warm breath on his ear. “Sex isn’t really all *that* good.” Pulling
away, she resumed in a more normal tone of voice. “Sure, it can be fun, but
most of the time, that’s because of who it’s with, not because of the fact that
it’s happening. Get over it, and stop being so focussed on having it happen,
and you’d be surprised how much more appealing you’ll seem to girls.”
She continued walking at this point, and, after a few seconds, Kaminari joined
her. “Wait wait wait, you mean you’ve actually…” Jirou rolled her eyes and
resisted the urge to deck him. ‘In one ear, and out the fucking other with him.
Idiot.’ She looked over at the look of incredulous wonder on his face, and
relented a little. “Yeah, and like I said, it can be fun, but it’s best when
with someone you already know.” Kaminari paused reflectively, before the two
continued walking in silence. After another few minutes of sweet, blissful
silence, Kaminari broke it by speaking again. “Well...what about us?” Jirou
frowned, her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to parse Kaminari’s sentence. “What
do you mean, ‘what about us’?”
Kaminari continued doggedly. “Well, you said it’s more fun with someone you
already know, so...what about us?” Jirou stopped and burst out laughing, much
harder than she had in ages. So hard she ended up having to lean against a
nearby wall for support. “ Sorry, what? Are you...are you serious?” Wiping away
a small tear, she looked at him, and stopped. ‘Oh. Oh shit, he’s dead serious.
He’s dead fucking serious. Okay. Um.’ She opened her mouth to say something,
before Kaminari shook his head. “Nahh, you’re right, dumb idea. Shouldn’t have
said it. We get along pretty good as friends, and you probably don’t wanna risk
it.” His usual happy grin plastered across his face, and he continued walking,
hands in his pockets and a carefree smile across his face.
Jirou stopped him with a quick, “Hey, Kaminari.” When he was close enough to
talk quietly, Jirou continued, feeling herself turn a little red. “It’s not a
no, okay. You just...caught me off guard, and I don’t really know how to
respond. Just...give me some time to think, okay?” Kaminari nodded, and the two
continued walking back in total silence, with Jirou’s brain working overtime.
‘That idiot. That absolute bloody idiot. Why would he ask me that? And out of
nowhere like that too. I mean, not that he isn’t a laugh, and it could be fun,
but it just seems like a bad idea. We’re classmates, and friends, and I dunno
if I wanna risk that.’ Her train of thought continued on a similar-sounding
loop until the pair reached the door to their dorms, and Kaminari looked at
her. Jirou stared back at him for a few seconds, before remembering their
earlier conversation, and made a snap decision. “Tell you what, Kaminari, I’ll
do you a deal. We have a test in two weeks. You beat me, and I’ll let you do
*whatever* you want to me.” Jirou’s voice lowered more and more, approaching
more of a sultry tone as she continued. “On the other hand, if I beat you, as
usual, I am going to do whatever *I* want to you, and believe me, it will be a
fun evening, but not in the way you expect.”
Kaminari’s eyes grew wider as Jirou spoke, slowly moving forward on him until
she had him basically pinned against the wall. “You’re-you’re serious?” Jirou
nodded, reaching out to cup his cheek gently. “100% serious Kaminari. One rule
though; you can’t ask Momo for help.” Kaminari opened his mouth to protest, but
she cut him off with a single, quick motion. “No arguing Kaminari. You can ask
anyone else you want for help. Iida, Midoriya, hell, even Mr. Aizawa if you
want. But Momo normally helps me study, and I don’t want you trying to sabotage
me to win.” Kaminari looks down at Jirou, then over to the door, before
nodding. “Y-yeah, sure. As long as you’re actually serious about all this, and
this isn’t just some practical joke to get me to study.” Jirou chuckled, a
sadistic gleam entering her eye. “Does it matter if I am joking or not? This is
the best chance you’ve probably ever had to get some, so even if I was tricking
you, you’d go for it anyway.” She turned away and walked in, stopping before
she entered the now-open door. “But, just for the record, I am dead serious,
and by the time I’m through with you, you are going to be at my feet, begging
for more.” With that, she walked in, leaving Kaminari standing there, still
backed against the wall, breathing shallowly, his hands clenching his trousers.
The next day, Kaminari was just beginning to pack up his books from another day
at UA, with a bit of a twist. He actually tried to pay attention during this
one. ‘I mean sure, there’s only a few little squiggles in my book, but it still
counts, right?’ His musings were interrupted by a tap on his shoulder, and a
loud voice next to his ear. “Yo, Kirishima, what’s goin’ on man? You comin’ to
hang out with us later?” Turning, Kaminari found himself face to face with both
Mina Ashido and Eijiro Kirishima, looking at him expectantly.‘Ah jeez, this is
gonna be hard to explain.’
“Sorry guys, I can’t hang out today, I’ve-uh, I’ve got some stuff that I gotta
take care of.” The two looked a little disappointed for a second, before
shrugging it off and asking about tomorrow. When Kaminari gave the same
response to that, and every day following, the two began to get more and more
confused. “What the hell could be more important than hangin’ out with two of
your best friends, man?” Ashido spoke up in agreement here. “Yeah, what gives
Kaminari? I was looking forward to a night on the town with you guys.”
Kirishima rubbed the back of his head, smiling ruefully. “Guys, I can’t really
afford to right now. I’ve gotta study, y’know?”
The whole classroom slowly fell silent as Kaminari’s words travelled throughout
the room, and slowly, every pair of eyes moved to rest on him. It was,
surprisingly enough, Aizawa who broke the silence, caught mid-sentence on the
way to the door. “Well, it’s nice to see you actually applying yourself for
once, Kaminari. Just be sure not to overdo it. School is a marathon, not a
sprint.” With that, the door shut, and both Ashido and Kirishima turned on him.
“Since when the hell did you study for tests man?” Kaminari shrugged, packing
his last few books into his bag. “Since a couple of days ago. Saw something I
really wanted, can’t get it unless I get a good result. You know how it is.”
He heard a newer voice behind him, controlled and steady as it approached. “I’m
impressed Kaminari,” Yaoyorozu began, clapping his shoulder as she continued,
“like Mr. Aizawa said, it’s an unexpected sight to see you studying, but a
welcome one nevertheless. If you require any assistance, I’d be more than
willing to offer my services.” Kaminari looked discreetly in Jirou’s direction,
who was currently looking at him intently, and he gave a weak smile to
Yaoyorozu. “Thanks for the offer Yaoyorozu, but I think I got this. I mean, how
hard can studying be?” Yaoyorozu was taken aback, and possibly a little
disappointed, but she quickly recovered, nodding once. “I understand, you
probably want to see how much you can accomplish on your own. An admirable
decision.” Kaminari rubbed the back of his head, and winced. ‘Oh, this is not
going to be pretty.’
“A-actually Yaoyorozu, I was thinking of asking Midoriya and Iida if they were
able to help me revise.” That did disappoint Yaoyorozu, and she nodded, her
smile fading softly, and Kaminari felt himself screaming internally. ‘Jirou is
never going to let me hear the end of this. Nobody gets to mess with Yaoyorozu
and get away with it.’ Jirou herself entered the fray now, placing a comforting
hand on her friends’ shoulder and consoling her. “It’s okay Momo, I actually
needed a hand anyway. If this idiot doesn’t know a good deal when it’s
literally standing in front of him, it’s his loss.” Kaminari gaped at her,
open-mouthed, and she turned to face him, smiling mischievously. ‘I literally
cannot believe she just did this to me. That’s it, I am going to absolutely
destroy her when the test rolls around.’
Yaoyorozu and Jirou left together, talking amongst themselves, Yaoyorozu
staring at Jirou, her mouth hanging open, turning to face Kaminari one more
time, before shutting the classroom door behind her. Kaminari felt a strange
feeling in the pit of his stomach, and he realised that Jirou must have just
told her about their little bet. ‘And that’s even worse. Yaoyorozu’s the class
rep. Well, the assistant one anyway. She’s probably going to put a stop to
this.’ Kaminari was drawn out of his thoughts by a gentle tap on his shoulder,
and he turned around to see Uraraka, Iida and Midoriya staring at him. “Hey
there Kaminari. Iida and I overheard you say you were thinking of asking us for
help revising. Is that true?”
Kaminari nodded in response, looking over the pair. “Well, y’know,you always
looks like you know everything that’s going on, Midoriya, and you always work
so hard at everything Iida, so I was thinkin’ maybe if I worked with you guys
for a while, then some of that’d rub off on me, right?” Iida nodded, a stern
look on his face. “Of course you are welcome to join the three of us when we
revise, Kaminari. But I must question why you did not accept Yaoyorozu’s help.
She is, after all, the top ranked student in the class, while Midoriya and I
are only 4th and 2nd.” Kirishima scratched his cheek, thinking quickly. “Well-
uh, I mean...she normally studies with Jirou, right?” Iida nodded, confusion
beginning to spread across his otherwise serious face. “And? The three of us
habitually study together, there need not be a reason for you to make your own
threesome with Yaoyorozu and Jirou.”
Kaminari bit the inside of his cheek, trying really, *really* hard not to burst
into laughter, and he just thanked whatever deities may or may not be listening
that neither of those two were within earshot. When his suppressed laughter had
finally subsided, he responded. “I know, I just don’t wanna have to deal with
Jirou makin’ fun of me for being stupid for another two weeks, y’know?” Iida
nodded, his confusion clearing, and he clapped a hand on Kaminari’s shoulder.
“Fear not, Kaminari, for Midoriya and I will make sure that in the future, no-
one can call you stupid and be taken seriously.” ‘So basically, you think I’m
stupid right now is what you’re sayin’.’ Kaminari smiled outwardly, and
clenched his own hand in Iida’s firmly. “Sounds like a plan man, so, when do we
begin?”
Iida released him, before turning on his heel and putting his bag over his
back. “Tomorrow, after class. I shall require the time to adjust our study plan
to suit a fourth person, but after that, we may meet up as often as you
require.” Uraraka patted him on the arm, once, before turning towards the door
after Iida. “Kaminari, I just wanna say I’m really glad you’re gonna study with
us. Don’t worry if Iida comes across as intense. Studying with him and Deku is
actually really fun.” Uraraka made her leave, followed closely by Midoriya, who
smiled hugely at Kaminari before following after his friends.
Kaminari finished packing and made his way back to the dorm at his own, slower
pace. However, not 2 minutes from the dorms proper, he felt a hand on his
shoulder, tugging him around the corner. Looking around, Kaminari found himself
greeted by a slightly annoyed Jirou, glaring daggers at him. “I suppose you
couldn’t have thought of a better excuse to say no to Momo, could you?”
Kaminari sighed, not quite able to look her in the eye. To his surprise, she
cracked a soft smile at his lack of response, before speaking again. “I mean,
it’s good news and bad news for me. Good news is, if you can’t think of a
simple excuse like that, then there’s no way you’re ever gonna beat me in the
test.”
“So-uh, what’s the bad news then?” Jirou’s smile dropped, and she looked around
nervously before opening. “I had to tell Momo about our bet. She was wondering
why you didn’t want to study with her, and she can read me like a book.”
Kaminari’s eyes snapped open and his face turned pale. “What, uh, what did she
say? About the bet, I mean?” Jirou shook her head at him in exasperation. “What
else could you be talking about, you idiot? As for what she said, well, to say
she’s not entirely happy would be an insult to understatements. But, she’s not
going to stop us, as much as she says she could. Apparently, the motivating
factor could do some wonders for your grades. I’m worried we’ve given her
ideas.”
Kaminari sighed in relief, and he grinned down at Jirou. “So, we’re all good
then?” Jirou sighed back, but more out of resignation than relief. “Yeah, we’re
all good. See ya round Sparky.” With that, she walked back into the dorm,
leaving Kaminari, again, against a wall. The next two weeks passed by in what
felt like an unending whirlwind of books, library appointments and late nights
spent working. But, much to Kaminari’s shock, it felt like it was paying off.
As the weeks rolled by, he felt things begin to make more and more sense, and
he walked into school on the day of the test with a degree of confidence he had
never felt before.
Three more days later, the results came back, and the whole class milled
around, comparing results. Kirishima threw his hands in the air as he received
his result, cheering audibly. “Hell yeah. I placed 14th. I’m movin’ up in the
world. And I didn’t even have to waste two weeks studying like Kaminari.”
‘Y’know, speakin’ of, I wonder how he actually did.’ Kirishima looked around
furtively, before rummaging through the pile of papers in front of him, until
he found one with Kaminari’s name on it. ‘Holy. Shit.’
Kaminari was walking over to the table where their papers had been left, when a
series of loud exclamations drew his attention, and he dashed over to the
source, his heart thumping in his chest. Standing there was Kirishima, holding
his paper up for anyone in the vicinity to see, and he stared up at it, his
eyes widening as he looked at his results.
Denki Kaminari- 74/100- 11th.
Kaminari felt his jaw dropped as he continued staring at Kirishima, who noticed
him and dropped off the table, patting him roughly on the back. “Gotta admit
man, you surprised me. I expected you to end up bottoming out again.” Kaminari
barely registered his words, holding his exam paper in both hands, staring at
it unblinkingly. “Holy. Fucking. Shit.” he murmured under his breath. He
instinctively flinched, expecting a lecture from Iida on the inappropriateness
of swearing on campus, but, when no such lecture arrived, he looked around,
seeing Iida staring transfixed at Kaminari. The two having locked eyes, Iida
strolled forwards, shaking him vigorously by the hand. “Congratulations
Kaminari. I must confess, despite my confident words, I had some misgivings
about your ability to perform in the test itself, but I am beyond thrilled to
admit my error in judgement. You worked very diligently over our two weeks
together, and I am pleased it paid off for you as well as it did.”
Kaminari grinned, a little unaccustomed to the praise being heaped upon him. He
ended up hanging around, comparing results with a few others, and being
congratulated on his own performance, even by Mr. Aizawa, of all people, before
he remembered the reason for his good mark, and he looked around urgently for
Jirou. He spotted her talking to Yaoyorozu, a little further away from all the
rabble, and made his way over to them, trying not to look too excited.
“Jirou, Yaoyorozu. How’d you two go?”
The two girls turned to face him, Yaoyorozu looking at the pair hesitantly, and
Jirou staring confidently at him. “Yeah, not too bad Kaminari. Enough that I
think you’re gonna be eating my dust...or maybe something else.” Jirou held up
her paper confidently, flashing her results to him.
Kyouka Jirou- 69/100- 13th.
Kaminari grinned, and threw his hands up in the air in triumph, before flashing
his own result in her face. A look of absolute shock flew over Jirou’s face,
before her face fell in resignation, then a genuine smile crossed her face, as
she gently patted Kaminari’s shoulder. “Well, gotta admit it Kaminari, you took
me by surprise there. I thought our bet was gonna be a slam-dunk for me.” she
paused here to sigh deeply, before looking at him. “Alright, stop by my place
after lessons, and we’ll discuss your victory. I’m a little disappointed too, I
had some really fun plans in mind for what to do with you.” Noticing a few
people listening in on their discussion, Kaminari quickly shushed her, and she
smirked again, before complying. “Alright, fine, but just quickly, serious
talk. This isn’t over Denki. Next time we have a test, we’re playing again, and
I *am* going to crush you.”
Kaminari waved her off, before pausing in surprise. “Hey, Jirou, you’ve never
called me Denki before. What gives?” She shrugged, turning to go back into the
classroom, speaking loudly as she approached the large group. “Well, if you’re
gonna sleep with someone, you gotta use their first name, right?” Whispers
quickly spread across the hallway about this, and Kaminari found himself
turning bright red, glaring at Jirou accusingly. She shrugged, grinning at him
sadistically. “I don’t really care who knows Kaminari. Enjoy dealing with all
the people hassling you about it. Later.” Her and Yaoyorozu turned away,
walking into class, pushing through the few people who tried to stop her.
Making it into the safety of the classroom, Kaminari felt roughly 17 pairs of
eyes on him, and he clenched his fists. ‘God Dammit Jirou. Why’d you have to do
this to me?’
To Kaminari, the rest of the day felt like it was travelling at a slow crawl,
with at least two pairs of eyes fixed on him at all times, and who knew how
many more on Jirou. He tried his best to ignore as many of the eyes as he
could, and overall, he liked to think he succeeded, scribbling down actual
notes from the lessons, his eyes fixed determinedly on the board, and whoever
happened to be teaching him at the time. Eventually, however, he became aware
of a set of eyes fixated on him completely, and, turning his head briefly,
found himself staring right back at Iida, an intense look in his eyes. ‘Ah
shit. Iida’s probably going to get on my case about my bet with Jirou. That’s
not gonna be a fun conversation.’ Turning away quickly, Kaminari tried to focus
again, but could feel Iida’s eyes boring into him for the rest of the day.
As soon as classes had been finished, Kaminari started packing, as quickly as
he could, trying to avoid the eyes on him. A low wolf-whistle sounded through
his ears as he hurriedly packed, and he felt himself turning red, trying not to
make eye contact with anyone. However, as he reached the door, he felt a hand
on his shoulder, and turned slowly to face the person grabbing him. “Kaminari,
a word, if you please? Outside. And if the rest of you could give us a minute
before you leave, that would be appreciated.” Sighing in resignation, Kaminari
opened the door and slipped out, Iida following after him. ‘No point trying to
run. There’s no way in hell I’d ever outrun Iida.’ “Hey, Iida, why aren’t you
talking to Jirou about any of this?”
Iida coughed delicately. “Two reasons. First, Yaoyorozu assured me her and
Jirou would have words about your...situation.” ‘Oh I’ll bet she did. So
basically, Jirou walks away scot-free ‘cos she really doesn’t give a shit what
any of us think, while I get chewed out by Mr. Class President over here.
Fantastic.’ “Yeah, and what’s the second reason?”
Iida jerked his thumb back into the classroom, and Kaminari quickly opened the
door, peeking inside. A set of eyes stared back at him, with Ashido and
Kirishima in particular winking and cheering at him. But, as Kaminari’s eyes
swept over to Jirou’s seat, he noticed that it was empty, as was Yaoyorozu’s at
the back. “Wait, what? When did she- How did she? I didn’t even notice her
leave.” Slamming the door shut behind him, Kaminari made his way back over to
Iida, who was staring at him, arms crossed. “Kaminari, while I am sincerely
pleased that Jirou found a way to *ahem* motivate you for the test, I must
stress that it is highly improper for two students to conduct themselves in
such a way. Wagering your own bodies in such a manner is not the type of
attitude that UA expects from future heroes such as yourselves.” Kaminari
stared back, hands in pockets, waiting for Iida to finish.
“However, I must recognise that I am actually unable to stop you from following
through with this. So just know that, while I advise against it, if you end up
needing any help or support, you can turn to me and I will do all that I can.”
Kaminari blinked, caught by surprise at that. “Uhh, yeah, sure. Thanks Iida.
I’ll-uh, I’ll see you around?” Iida grinned, a hard look in his eyes, and he
gripped Kaminari by the shoulder as he made to walk past him. “I shall indeed
be seeing you later Kaminari. Tomorrow, for a study session with Uraraka and
Midoriya. I hope you still intend to accompany us.” Kaminari blinked for a
second, considering the offer, before nodding. Iida gave him a simple nod,
before releasing his arm, and Kaminari quickly slipped back to the dorms, as
the door began to open, and the rest of 1-A began pouring out to the dorms.
Kaminari reached the dorms after a brief run, slightly out of breath, and he
quickly made his way inside, where he ran into Yaoyorozu sitting in the
communal area. She directed him quickly up to Jirou’s room, and he knocked
cautiously, his breath growing heavy all of a sudden, before the door opened
before him. “Come on in already, dumbass. You’re wasting time out there.”
Kaminari nodded, his mouth growing suddenly dry, and he walked in, the door
shutting behind him. Jirou’s room was more or less exactly how he remembered
it, with a few notable exceptions. It was clean, for one thing, with a lot of
Jirou’s instruments moved to one end of the room, to make plenty of room for
the two, who stood awkwardly, staring at each other. “Well? Are you gonna do
something, or what? You’re in charge, remember.”
Kaminari shook his head quickly, before looking over at Jirou, and moving in
further. “Right, yeah. So-uh, how does this normally go?” Jirou looked at him
scornfully. “You really are hopeless, aren’t you Kaminari?” Kaminari glared for
the briefest of instants, before an idea popped into his head. “Hey, so, I’m in
charge, right? You said I can do whatever I want to you, right?”
“Yeah, so?” She looked at Kaminari, her usual derision replaced with wariness,
as she eyed him up and down. Kaminari grinned, a look of triumph in his eyes.
“So if I told you you were forbidden from calling me an idiot, or anything like
that again, you’d have to do it?” Jirou couldn’t help but let out a small laugh
of relief at that, before settling down. “Yeah, I guess I would, Denki. So, is
that all you’re gonna make me do?” she asked, a hint of teasing entering her
voice as she sat down on the bed.
Kaminari’s grin grew wider, and Jirou realised, just a second too late, that
she had stepped into a trap. “No, I don’t think so. Instead of calling me an
idiot, I think I want you to call me Master for the rest of the evening. How’s
that sound?” Jirou stood up in protest, storming over to him. “Hang on a second
there you idiot, that wasn’t part of the deal.” Kaminari held a finger to her
lips, before slowly pushing her back down onto the bed. “Actually, the deal
was, if I remember correctly, I can do whatever I want to you, and what I want
to do to you, is make you call me Master, with a capital M. Not idiot, not
sparkplug, none of that. Consider it payback for letting everyone know what
we’re up to right now.”
Jirou opened her mouth, paused for a second, before shaking her head. “Yeah,
okay, fair enough. So, what are you going to have me do next, Master.” The last
word dropped from her mouth gingerly, as if the very word repulsed her.
Kaminari grinned, before stroking his chin thoughtfully. ‘Shit, where do I go
from here? I didn’t think this through at all. Dammit Kaminari, you have a
golden opportunity here, and you’re wasting it.’
Eventually, he slammed a fist into his palm in triumph, before he slowly
removed his shoes and socks, making himself more comfortable. “You can get out
of that uniform, for one thing.” Jirou stiffened, and she bit her lip
nervously, before complying. “Whatever you say, Master.” she said, a slightly
annoyed tone entering her voice. Before she had even reached the buttons of her
jacket, Kaminari stopped her, grabbing her hand. “Jirou, if you don’t actually
want to, it’s no big deal.”
She shook her head, pulling her hand loose from his. “No, it’s nothing like
that, I do want to. I just...y’know, I don’t think I’m all that great to
actually look at.” Kaminari laughed for about half a second, before he stopped
and sat next to Jirou, an easy grin on his face. “Y’know, for someone who likes
to make fun of my brains all the time, you say some pretty stupid shit Kyouka.
You’re pretty damn hot, you know? I mean, sure, maybe you’re a little flatter
than some of the other girls, but so what. Lemme tell you, from where I’m
standing, you look damn fine.”
Jirou blushed slightly, her hands resuming unbuttoning her jacket. “Y-yeah,
you’re not the first to have said that. It’s just not something I’m used to,
y’know?” Kaminari smiled, taking her jacket and tossing it over her desk.
“Yeah, I get it. You got guys like Iida, who are shredded as shit, and dudes
like Midoriya, who could run rings around just about any of us in the
classroom, and then there’s dudes like me, who just turns himself into an idiot
just by using their quirk.” Jirou finished unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a
plain black bra, built more for function than anything else. Kaminari felt
himself turning red, and he looked Jirou up and down, as she gave him a soft
smile. “Hey, Iida and Midoriya are pretty great and all, but they’re not the
ones in here now, are they?” Kaminari smiled, and shook his head, before Jirou
continued. “Nahhh, those two are tomorrow, you idiot. Now that the sob stories
are over with, should we get back to the fun bits, Master?” This time, when she
said the word, her voice had the same teasing tone in it from the day she made
the bet, and Kaminari felt goosebumps crawl up his skin, and he took a few deep
breaths in and out.
Jirou stood up and slowly unbuttoned her skirt, dropping it to the ground,
leaving her in nothing but her underwear, staring at Kaminari, a little
nervously. “So, what now Master?” Kaminari grinned at her, before throwing off
his own shirt hurriedly, revealing a still fairly impressive selection of
muscles. “I dunno what you were bitchin’ about there, those muscles are
definitely pretty nice too.” Kaminari grinned, his own pants quickly hitting
the floor after them. “Yeah, well, I could say the same thing about your chest,
couldn’t I?” Jirou rolled her eyes, but smiled at him, as she knelt down on the
floor in front of him. “Tell you what, Master, since it’s your first time and
everything, I’ll give you a little treat before the real show begins.” With
that, Jirou slowly pulled down Kaminari’s underwear, before leaning in and
licking the tip of his cock slowly. Kaminari groaned, and gripped the bedsheets
with both hands, his mouth opening wide as Jirou worked her tongue around the
head of his cock, working every inch of it over with her tongue. Kaminari let
loose a small whimper as Jirou leant in and slowly scraped his head with her
teeth.
“Everything okay there Master?” Kyouka asked him, a hint of teasing in her
voice, to which Kaminari could only respond with an explosion of jumbled
nonsense. Chuckling, Jirou leant in and, opening her mouth once more, began to
suck Kaminari’s cock in earnest, her head moving further down the shaft, until
she felt his head poke at the back of her throat. Breathing in deeply through
her nose, she slowly began to move up and down, running her tongue along the
underside of his cock, occasionally scraping his shaft with her teeth.
Kaminari, for his part, was immobilized with pleasure, groaning in ecstasy as
Jirou worked his cock over effortlessly. Eventually, he got used to the
sensation of Jirou’s hot, wet mouth engulfing his cock, and he raised a hand,
placing it on the back of her head, slowly guiding her up and down his cock.
Jirou looked up at him, her mouth still focussed on worshipping his cock, and
she winked at him, before taking the last inch or so of Kaminari’s cock in her
mouth, and Kaminari almost lost control right then and there. However, he
managed to calm himself enough to the point where all he did was grip Jirou’s
hair tightly, and begin to actively push her up and down his shaft. Jirou let
loose a moan as Kaminari gripped her hair, and, looking down, Kaminari noticed
that Jirou had shoved a hand down her underwear, and was currently masturbating
furiously as Kaminari began to fuck her face.
Kaminari smirked, and gripped her hair with his other hand, forcing Jirou’s
mouth up and down on his cock. Jirou gagged and spluttered, breathing in
desperately through her nose as Kaminari slowly used her throat to pleasure his
cock, and she found herself trying to suppress the waves of pleasure rippling
through her body. She quickly pulled her hand out of her underwear, and,
reaching up, began to slowly fondle Kaminari’s balls with it. The second,
unexpected sensation caught Kaminari by surprise, and his moans grew slightly
louder as Jirou slowly fondled his testicles, while he rammed his cock in and
out of her mouth. Eventually, Jirou pulled herself up, coughing and gagging
from Kaminari’s cock, her cheeks red and her pussy wet with anticipation. “Okay
there big guy. I think I need a break for a bit. Not that sucking your cock
wasn’t a goddamn riot, but we both know that’s not why we’re here, is it
Master?” She winked at him, pulling herself up onto the bed and slowly slipping
out of her underwear, leaving her completely exposed, legs spread and pussy
glistening. “C’mon Denki, enough foreplay. Fuck me already!”
Kaminari jerked back to reality, having been distracted for a second by the
sight of his classmate spread open, begging for his cock. “H-hang on Kyouka,
what about...y’know, protection?” Jirou blushed red, before pulling herself up.
“Shit, I forgot about that. It’s-uh, it’s been a while, and I ended up enjoying
that more than I expected. Gimme a sec.” Stepping off the bed, she strolled
over to the desk, effortlessly slipping out of her bra, dropping it to the
ground while she walked. Opening a small drawer under the desk, she pulled out
a box of condoms, tossing one in Kaminari’s direction. He unwrapped it, and
slowly began to roll it over his cock, succeeding after one or two failed
attempts. “Where did you even get these, anyway?”
Jirou rolled her eyes, looking at the box in minor annoyance. “My dad gave them
to me before I moved in here. Said that he figured it’d happen eventually,
since it’s a bunch of teenagers in a building together. He’d rather I have them
and not need them, y’know. I mean, he wasn’t happy about it, but he gave ‘em to
me anyway.” Kaminari chuckled, pulling Jirou over to the bed and onto his lap.
“Your dad sounds like a pretty sharp guy.” Jirou’s response was to push herself
off him and lie back down on the bed. “Don’t talk about my parents when you’re
about to fuck me, idiot. It’s kinda a mood killer.” Kaminari’s cheeks flushed,
and he looked away apologetically. “Yeah, sorry about that Kyouka...hang on,
didn’t I tell you to call me Master, and not idiot?”
Jirou clapped her hands over her mouth, before relaxing them, and lying against
the bed confidently. “Yeah, you did. What’re you gonna do about it, Master?”
Kaminari grinned, his cock standing at attention again, and he slowly began to
rub against her slit, causing Jirou to moan softly, before he gently slid his
cock inside her. Jirou gasped as Kaminari’s cock plunged deep into her pussy,
and she gripped his back with her hands tightly. “K-Kaminari, God, just fuck me
already, please.” Kaminari grinned, enjoying having his rather belligerent
classmate beneath him, begging for his cock, and he slowly began to pull out.
“Sorry Kyouka, there was a word missing there.”
Jirou moaned in agony, and gripped him tighter with both her arms and legs.
“I’m sorry. Please, Master, please just fuck me already. I’ve spent the last
two weeks saving myself for today, and I can’t take anymore.” Kaminari grinned,
sliding his cock back inside her, and beginning to thrust in and out. Jirou’s
moans grew louder, and her grip tightened as Kaminari began to pound her in
earnest. Jirou’s breathing grew heavy, and she found herself letting go of
Kaminari, who continued his deep, forceful thrusts inside her, and her hand
flew down to her clit, where she began playing with it desperately, feeling a
sense of satisfaction she hadn’t felt in ages.
Kaminari grunted in pleasure as he felt Jirou’s pussy clamp around his cock,
and he wrapped his arms around her, slamming into her pussy with abandon. Jirou
suddenly gripped Kaminari by the hair and pulled him down into a deep, lust-
filled kiss, which Kaminari returned. Pulling away, she slumped back against
the bed and moaned loudly as Kaminari continued thrusting in and out of her.
“K-Kaminari, please. Please can I cum Master?”
Kaminari grinned, before letting loose a miniscule jolt of electricity with his
Quirk, and Jirou howled in pleasure as the small current passed through his
cock, directly into her pussy. Kyouka felt her muscles give way, and she
slumped against the bed, juices squirting out of her as she moaned and howled
with ecstasy. She inhaled desperately, breathing in and out as the shocks
faded, and she regained control over her muscles.
Through all this Kaminari was still thrusting, and Jirou whimpered and moaned,
grabbing him desperately. Eventually, Kaminari pulled out and collapsed on the
bed next to her, grabbing her and pulling her on top of him, so his cock rubbed
against her sopping wet pussy. “D-Denki, p-please, I c-can’t take any more.”
Kaminari grinned, and slowly slid his cock inside her. “Sorry Kyouka, we’re not
done here just yet. I just needed a break was all.” Normally, Jirou would have
let loose a crack about Kaminari’s lack of stamina, but then, this situation
was far from normal for either of them. Jirou began to thrust herself up and
down on Kaminari’s cock, whining softly as she pushed herself up and down on
his cock, her whimpers slowly shifting into moans of pleasure again as Kaminari
raised his hands and slowly began to pinch and twist her nipples, occasionally
sending small shocks through his fingers to her breasts, each one causing a
brief scream of pain before he stopped.
Jirou continued grinding desperately up and down on Kaminari’s cock, sliding a
hand down between her legs again, when Kaminari sent another shock through her
pussy. She moaned, and gasped, more accustomed to the sensation this time,
before she found the shocks increasing, and her moans turned into screams of
pleasure again, and the combination of all Kaminari’s cock, her own fingering,
and the bursts of electricity around her tits and cunt caused her muscles to
tense, and she collapsed on top of Kaminari, gripping the bedsheets with one
hand and moaning heavily. “K-Kaminari, I’m g-going to, g-going to cum. Please
Master, please let me cum, I can’t take any more of this.” Kaminari looked at
her, before firing off another, slightly stronger shock into her pussy, causing
Jirou to bury her head in a pillow, screaming louder than Kaminari had ever
heard another human scream. He whispered into her ear as she screamed, “go
ahead and cum Kyouka. I think you’ve earnt it.”
Kyouka sobbed and moaned as she felt her legs go weak, and, as the orgasm hit
her, the flood of electricity stopped, her pussy juices dripping onto
Kaminari’s crotch, and she collapsed into his arms, shuddering as she slowly
felt her body recovering from the intense fucking she had just experienced.
After a few minutes rest, Jirou pulled herself up off Kaminari and lay next to
him, arms still wrapped around him. “T-that was amazing Kaminari. I really
needed that.” Kaminari grinned, winking at her. “Hey, c’mon, are you really so
surprised? I’m amazing.” Jirou smiled, laughing at him, as she slowly pulled
herself up. “You’re better than I expected, that’s for sure Sparky. Now, just
lie still and gimme a second.” Jirou moved down the bed, so her head was level
with Kaminari’s crotch, and pulled off the condom, before quickly licking up
and down Kaminari’s semi-flaccid shaft until he was rock hard again. “Not
exactly fair I get to cum and you don’t, is it?” Kaminari grinned, placing a
hand on Jirou’s head again, slowly guiding her up and down his cock again,
enjoying the slow, relaxing blowjob she was giving him.
This continued for another few minutes, before Kaminari gasped, and gripped her
hair, moaning while he did so. “K-Kyouka, I’m about to…” Kaminari never got the
chance to finish his sentence, as he groaned twice, before pumping load after
load of cum directly into Jirou’s throat, who spluttered and gagged on his now
softening cock, before she pulled herself off, and, smiling at him, made a big
show of swallowing every drop of cum that Kaminari had deposited into her. She
licked her lips softly before pulling Kaminari back up. “You alright there
Sparky?”
Kaminari nodded, still looking a little spaced out from the orgasm he had just
experienced. Jirou snorted derisively at him. “Sounds about right. You’re all
done already, huh?” Kaminari nodded slowly, beginning to regain some focus. “S-
sorry Kyouka. It’s been awhile since...y’know.” Jirou raised an eyebrow at him,
standing off the bed and stretching. “Oh, yeah? How long is a while there
Denki?” Kaminari opted not to answer, instead standing up and slowly beginning
to slide his clothes on. “I thought so. Anyway, you can hang around if you
want, but I wanna go wash up, I’m exhausted. I’d invite you to join in, but who
knows who could walk in on us if you did.”
Kaminari shook his head, his uniform on once more, if a little rumpled, as he
slipped his shoes on. “Nahh, I should probably be getting back to my side of
the dorm. I wanna try and do a little more work for tomorrow, and grab a shower
myself.” Jirou smiled, slipping on her own uniform and walking Kaminari to the
door. The two left together, Jirou locking up behind her, when an angry voice
echoed out of nowhere, startling the pair of them.
“It’s about time. You have any idea how loud you guys were being? Literally
everyone on this side of the dorm could hear you, and the other side too I’d
imagine.”
Kaminari turned bright red, whirling around, while Jirou looked over to the
source of the voice, a little red herself, but more restrained. Over by the
stairs leading downward, was a floating UA uniform, the sleeves crossed in
front of it. “Oh, right, uh, sorry about that Hagakure.” Kaminari said as he
made his way downstairs, slipping past Hagakure as he did so. “Oh, don’t worry
about it. It was nice to know you guys were having so much fun. Just, be a bit
quieter next time, alright?”
Kaminari made his way downstairs, and heard a few muffled chuckles, presumably
at his expense, as he entered the communal areas. He ignored them, strolling
through to the 3rd floor, entering his room and collapsing onto the bed. After
a few minutes, his phone buzzed, and he read the message on it, exhausted after
the ordeal that had been today.
Denki,
I wasn’t kidding about next time we have a test. And when we do, your ass is
mine.
And no, that is not a metaphor.
XXX
Jirou.
End Notes
     So, yeah, hope you enjoyed that, again, first fic for this fandom,
     still getting characters down yadda yadda yadda.
     If you liked this story, feel free to smash that muthafuckin' like
     button, and I shall see you all next time. I do have the next 2 MHA
     stories loosely arranged, and just need to actually write them
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