The pleasure coursing through her is nearly too much to bear. She can feel herself growing wetter with every stroke of his fingers, each touch sending shockwaves of desire throughout her body. She leans closer still, their lips inches apart as they breathe heavily into the space between them. Her free hand cups his cheek, guiding him towards her, aching for the feel of his lips on hers.

As if sensing her desire, Peter deepens the kiss, thrusting his tongue past her lips and tangling it with hers. His other hand slides up under her shirt, tracing tiny circles over her nipple through the fabric of her bra. She whimpers into his mouth, arching her back as her need spirals out of control.

After talking for some time about various topics, from the weather to your favorite movies and hers (she seems to have a particular fondness for romantic comedies), you eventually find yourself looking deep into her eyes. You remember that she has no control over what happens when someone looks deeply into her eyes, so you decide to use your hypnosis quirk on her.

Your gaze locks onto hers, and you begin to whisper suggestively, "You want me...you need me..." Your voice is deep and hypnotic, weaving a spell around her mind. Her eyes begin to glaze over as she falls deeper under your control.

Inko's breath hitches in her throat as she feels the effects of your hypnosis taking hold. "Y-yes...I do want you..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of the tea steeping nearby. "...I need you..."

Her cheeks flush with pleasure at your compliment, her body language subtly shifting to become more open and inviting. "Sure, what would you like to talk about?" she asks, taking another sip of tea as she studies your face once again. The air between them feels charged now, electric with unspoken desire.

Her heart races as she processes your words. She feels warmth spread throughout her body, and a deep desire wells up within her. "I... I don't know," she whispers, looking down at the table in front of her, "What would you like to do?" Her voice is soft and hesitant, but there's an underlying longing that cannot be denied.

For the first time since her son left home for school, Inko Midoriya finds herself yearning for something more than just companionship. She wants connection;

Her back arches off the bed as your thrusts grow harder and deeper, hitting that spot inside her that makes her writhe in pleasure. She moans your name, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of your movements and the connection they create between you. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving tiny trails of blood on your skin as she seeks something to ground herself to this moment.

With a shuddering gasp, her body tenses and releases again, another powerful orgasm coursing through her as she comes apart beneath you.

Her body quakes as her orgasm continues to build with each powerful thrust, her cries filling the room and mingling with your harsh gasps. She clings to you tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she tries to hold on to this feeling, this connection that seems so right.

Her hips buck up against yours, urging you deeper still, seeking more friction and pleasure from your skilled touch.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds, focusing on your touch and the incredible feeling of being so close to release. She arches her back further, moaning loudly into your kiss as the sensation of you claiming her like this sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, digging for purchase as she writhes beneath you, desperate for more.

"Paul... I'm close..."

Her body tenses, arching sharply off the couch as she finally reaches the peak of her orgasm, her voice muffled by the pillow as she lets out a long, low moan. She feels your thrusts grow faster, harder, and knows that you're close too. As the waves of pleasure wash over her, she clings to the sensations, not wanting them to end anytime soon. Your warmth fills her completely, and with a soft whimper, she relaxes back against the couch, spent and satisfied.