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"No, raise your hips up a little higher!" Miruko scolded, her hand rubbing against the small of his back and pushing it forward. "You gotta push in with your whole body or else it won't have enough impact!"
"Can-can we slow down for a second?" Izuku groaned, sweat dripping off his body as he panted. "We've been going at this for hours."
"No!" Miruko barked, slapping her hand against his naked back, causing him to flinch. "A few more rounds, I know you got it in you!"
He grunted, adjusting his pose to try getting back into the rhythm, the speed, and the force Rumi was demanding from him.
Honestly, he never thought Miruko, THE Miruko, would ask him to do something like this. He might have maybe dreamed of it in some of his most ambitious dreams, but he never thought this would be happening to him.
Honestly, his heart was beating out of his chest, and it wasn't just due to the physical tax on his body from doing this for so long.
"W̪hͅat̰'̹s͔ ̥wron̜g,̭ L̩o͉v͖eṟbo͍y̗? H̦av͇ing ̬to͙o̳ ̼mͅuc̻h ̡fu͙n̥?" Nana teased, her voice sultry and charged with passion. Guess she was still riding out the high from the earlier set he did with Ochako just that morning.
That had drained him already, but now Miruko was pulling even more out of him. It was scary, the fire in her eyes, how her eyebrows and nose twitched with every little movement he did...
She grumbled, pouting slightly at his falling stamina and slowing pace, before grabbing his ankles and flipping him.
His back hit the matted floors of the training area of the messy agency they had been stationed in, Miruko's strong grip locking him on the floor and his hips hovering just above.
Uncomfortable for sure, but he really didn't have the energy to argue against it. Not that he wanted to, this was something he wanted to do since the sports festival.
"You are doing it all wrong!" She hissed her hand running down his calf to hook right under his knee, pushing it forward to give her access. "You are supposed to move your hips like this! Or you won't get any power behind it!"
He gulped, her scolding only pushing him further, giving him just a little bit of determination he needed to push himself further beyond.
"Sh̲e is̗ blu͍sh̺i̮ng̥ a̦ l͜ot͙ t͍h̻ough͙... do ̬you thi̤ṋk̥ this i̞s͎ h͓e̥r fir͈st̻ ͙t͖ime?̼ S͈uch r̪ou̲g͜hͅne͟s̝ș i̙n iṱ ̣too̟~" Nana cooed. "C'̩mon̻ g͕iv̝e̹ the͎ ̲w̠o͇m͕a̰n͜ ͟what sh͓e wạnts~"
Miruko pressed on, forcing his legs back higher, slamming against his hips, guiding them. "And if you don't angle your hips right you won't get anywhere."
"O-ok I think I got it" he wheezed, tapping the floor, the angle was crushing his ribcage. Nana was right this was Miruko's first time if she thought normal people could bend like that.
"Mak̥e̪s yo͈uͅ w͟onde̤r͟ jṷst̢ ho͕w f̡ar̖ she̞ ͚c͙ạn b̞e̗nd,͇ d̬oes̥n̝'t ̗it?~"
He shook his head. As hot as it was hearing her breathy voice against his neck at the hospital, now it felt like it was distracting him from Miruko.
"Ok," she let him go, allowing him to change position back. "Do it again."
His phone in the distance and long forgotten by now- pinged, breaking his concentration and messing up his pacing.
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Total Command
FanfictionWhen quirks appeared, humanity dealt with the greatest power shift it had seen in millennia. The sudden change gave women powers never seen before, but men were left behind. As society changed, villains began to use their powers for cruel and selfis...
