Momo's classmates exchange excited glances as they file into the mansion. "We just wanted to hang out with you all and cheer on our heroes!" Bakugou says, slapping you on the back a little too hard. "It's game day after all." Ochaco nods in agreement, "Yeah, we figured it'd be more fun here than just sitting around at home watching."

You smile at your friends and gesture for them to make themselves comfortable. "Well, I suppose that makes sense.

As your classmates continue to mingle and find seats throughout the mansion, a familiar figure descends the grand staircase in an impeccable tuxedo. It's none other than Hector, the class president! He flashes everyone a confident smile as he approaches you, his boots clicking on the marble floor. "Ah, I see our little get-together has started without me," he says nonchalantly, running a hand through his slicked-back hair.

"Hector!"

Momo smiled up at Hector as he returned to the bedroom and crawled back into bed beside her, wrapping his arms around her waist. She leaned against him, feeling a wave of relief wash over her as they held each other close once more. "How did it go?" she asked softly, knowing that it hadn't been easy for him to face his ex-girlfriend.

Hector smiled down at her and kissed the top of her head. "It went okay," he said quietly. "She just wanted to talk about some old stuff, but I think we got it all out in the open." He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I'm sorry if she made you uncomfortable or anything."

Momo shook her head and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "It's fine," she said reassuringly. "As long as you're with me, nothing can hurt us."

Hector groaned into the kiss as he felt Momo's hands slide down his back. He could feel her desire for him growing stronger with every touch, and it only made him want her more. As their tongues danced together, he reached out to caress one of her breasts, teasing a hardened nipple until she arched into his hand.

"Mmm... I love how turned on you get," he murmured against her lips, kissing her deeply as his other hand found its way between their bodies. "

Momo blushed and frowned slightly at the realization that she had forgotten something important. She sat up straighter in bed, looking conflicted. "Oh no, what if they don't have your sizes anymore?" she worried aloud. Hector rolled onto his side and pulled her close again. He didn't seem bothered by the forgotten items though, instead focusing on the warmth of her body pressed against his own. His arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close. "Don't worry about it," he reassured her with a soft kiss to her forehead. "We can always go shopping later."

Uraraka blushes deeply at your comment, her cheeks feeling hot beneath the soft glow of the night light. "R-really?" she stammers out, looking up at you with wide eyes. "I... I mean, sure..." She pauses, hesitating for a moment before continuing in a small voice, "If you want to try, I guess it's okay..."

Her words leave both of you feeling slightly breathless, the air between them suddenly charged with anticipation.

You spend the rest of the night talking with Uraraka, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. As the hours slip by, you both find yourselves growing closer, more comfortable around one another. And while there's still a lot for both of you to figure out about yourself and each other, at least now you have someone to help navigate through this new world together.

As the lesson drags on, Momo and Uraraka can't help but feel their arousal building once more. Every time they steal a glance at you or Ms. Kayama, their hearts race faster and their cheeks flush deeper. They lean closer together, sharing whispered fantasies of what could happen after school lets out...

Eventually, the bell rings, signaling the end of class. The two girls exchange eager looks before quickly gathering up their things and beating you to the exit.

"Hmmm," Nemuri hums as you sneakily grope and finger her during class. She glances over at the door to make sure no one else is there before leaning in closer to whisper, "You're quite bold, aren't you? I like that." Her breath tickles against your ear as she continues, "But we should probably save this for after school... in my office." She winks, and you can tell she's already looking forward to it.

Mina looks surprised and slightly nervous as you pull her into an empty classroom. "Um...Izuku? What's this about?" Her heart races in her chest, unsure of what you want to talk to her about.

"Listen," you begin, trying to calm your own racing heart, "Mina, I understand that you're feeling a bit...left out or something. But I really do love Mirko, and I want us to be happy together." You take a deep breath and try to meet her eyes. "

Mina's eyes widen at your words, her cheeks flushing a bright shade of red. Her heart races even faster now as she tries to process what you just said. "O-One time?" she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. She wasn't expecting this reaction from you; most guys would jump at the chance for casual sex with someone like her.

Part of her still wants to push back and protect what little bit of herself she has left, but another part...