DekUru - Unable to Sleep

*SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING*

All Characters are depicted as being of age.

It was late, or early depending on which way you saw it; either way it was in the AM that Deku found himself sat on the couch with a warm glass of milk, just thinking to himself about the events that surrounded them, and the responsibilities that came with his powers.

It was plaguing his mind every minute, with a ceaseless obsession to drive him forward; but really, it all just boiled down to making feel guilty that he was not out there right now helping and saving someone.

Just one more person. Could he be letting one person down? was his absence on the front line of heroes going to fail one person?

It bothered him, and kept him awake a lot lately, like he was slacking, despite wearing himself out to exhaustion doing all he could.

When he gave a heavy sigh, he heard a soft, familiar voice.

"Deku?" Uraraka spoke up as she approached the couch in her pyjama's.

"Uraraka, what are you doing Uuuuuuuuuu....p!" he said, suddenly going red when he noted her pyjama top was undone a little too much, showing off too much of her cleavage underneath.

He covered his eyes with one hand, and pointed with the other, as Uraraka looked to him confused.

"C-Could y-you d-do up y-your sh-sh-shirt?" he asked, nervously.

She looked down, and her face exploded with heat as she realised they had come loose again.

"Ahh! R-Right!" she said, getting the buttons done up quickly. These weren't old pyjamas, but she had 'grown' again recently, and it kept happening, where the buttons were literally being pushed out just by breathing.

"That's embarrassing..." she says, trying to laugh a little, though for some reason, a part of her was happy that he had looked that direction, given how he had been squished by Hatsumi's breasts a few times, her own could draw his eyes too.

Uraraka inwardly groaned as she caught herself mentally competing with the support heroes chest size.

"I-It's okay, its just...I mean... I didn't want to embarrass you." he said.

"Oh? Momo has hers on show a lot..." she pouted a little as she sat next to him. "Don't you mind hers?"

"H-Huh? I never thought abo..." he said, pausing to actually think about it "Weird... I mean at first her revealing clothes did, but her costume serves a reason for her quirk so I stopped thinking about it, but you're right..." he went red, rubbing his neck.

Uraraka giggled, of course he didn't think about it when it came to necessity. "You are strange Deku." she smiles, "That's what I like about you."

Deku smiles at this, and sips at his milk. "So, what has you up so late?" he asks his friend.

"Just couldn't sleep." she says, looking to her hands that were clasped and on her knees, her fingers intertwined, and fidgeting nervously. "A lot on my mind, lately."

"You too?" he replied.

"What's on your mind?" asked, but then looked down "Actually, I think I can guess." she said.

"Yeah, I can't help it." he nodded "I feel like I should be doing something more than just laying in a bed, safely, when someone could be in trouble."

Uraraka put her hand on his. "You can't be everywhere. try saving yourself a little too." she smiled.

"Isn't that your job?" she chuckled, looking to her, as she blushes.

"Huh?!" she asks confused. "What do you mean?"

"Sorry, it's just... well, you always know how to help me." he says.

She smiles, and blushes. "Oh, i don't know about that, I..."

"No, it's true, I always look to you when I need inspiration." he said, looking to his knees. "You're strong, and amazing." he smiled "I know, if I am ever in need, you'll be there for me, for everyone."

Ochaku smiles, and blushes. "Thats sweet Deku." she says, her heart pounding in her chest.

Deku reaches over and covers one of her hands with his, placing the glass of milk on the table in front of them. Uraraka blushed more, but looked away a little, smiling.

"You're just as amazing, you know." she said "You can do so much more than me..."

"I have powers, but, you have a strength too, a strength that I love about you." he said.

Ochaku went bright red, red enough to think she should have been lighting up the room. "L-Love?!" she said, making Deku suddenly stand up, just as red.

"I... I... I mean, th-there are many things I... errr..." he stammered not know what to say.

Uraraka shot up to her feet too, but she was just in her pyjamas, and the sudden fast motion made her breasts jiggles, Deku looking as they bounced up from momentum, only to fall back down, and pulled at Uraraka's shirt, the large chest causing strain, and just like when she entered, 'pop, pop, pop' three buttons were pulled through the slightly stretched holes, and her shirt opened to reveal more cleavage, all the way down to her stomach, her breasts separating the opening widely.

"U-Ururaka?!" he said, all hot, and reacting to close up her top on instinct.

"D-Deku wha..." was all she mentioned before she took a step back, causing her shirt to be pulled, as Deku held it, and more buttons came undone, and when Deku realised she was pulling away, he let her go, but it was too late, as she slipped back on to the couch, her pyjama shirt was fully unbuttoned, and one side was hanging off her left shoulder, her left breast exposed, mostly, except for where the fabric go caught on her hard nipple.

Deku felt like passing out, but most of the blood that should have rushed to his head, was now rushing to a lower place.

"D-Deku?!" Uraraka looked away, embarassed, covering her left breast with her right hand.

"S-Sorry, it was an a-accident." he said, while she chewed on her lower lip.

"Ugh... they're too big..." she said, sadly, wishing they would stop growing.

"No!, they're perfect!" Deku said, meaning to cheer her up, but it just sounded like he admired her tits.

"Huh?!" she blushed darker, looking to him. "You... you think my... chest is... perfect?!"

Deku almost wanted to die as he realised what he had said.

Uraraka looked away, but smiled. "What about... Hatsumes?"

"H-Hatsumes?!" he asked, wondering why she asked.

"Who has... better breasts?" she asked, coyly.

"H-Huh?!" he said, not sure what she was asking. but then he wondered if it was a confidence thing. "O-Oh, err, yours of course." he said, feeling weird for comparing the chest of two large chested girls.

"R-Really?!"she smiled, happily, and reached out with her hand to pull him down to sit next to her, only to lean against him, her front pressing against his. "What about now? do they feel the same?" her tone was a little seductive.

"S-Same... n-no... b-better!" he said, making her feel happier.

She pressed her chest against him more, her shirt slipping down further, as it dropped from her right shoulder, her chest completely exposed, but pressed against Deku's.

"I'm happy to hear that, Deku." she says, with a very happy tone, that gave off relief more than joy.

"R-Really?!" he replies, surprised that she was happy to hear such a thing from him. "Why? isn't... liking your... umm... chest a little perverted."

She blushed deeply. "Yes, but... well, as long as its you." she admits, her body squirming a little, causing her front to rub a little against his.

"U-Uru-ra-ka..." he moaned out a little, as he fell backwards, with her body weight on him, and she lay atop him.

He looked down to her, and her breasts were squished against him, and with her shoulders uncovered, she looked practically naked, and he couldn't control his bodies reaction.

Uraraka blushed, but moved up his body, feeling bolder, after all, how could she get more embarrassed than having her breasts exposed to her crush, even if she did cover them with his body.

Her face was soon at his, their chests rubbing, as they both flushed. He grabs her waist lightly as she moves on top of him, and her eyes go wide.

"D-Deku?!" she glanced away, she could feel his erection pressing up against her crotch.

"I-I'm sorry! I couldn't stop it, with your bre... chest against me." he panicked.

Ochaku looked back to him, shy, yet with a lustful look on her face, "I-It's okay..." she says. "Deku... I like you." she confesses,unable to hold back; with all the risks, who cared if he knew how she felt about him at this point.

He looked to her, and cupped her face. "I like you too." he smiled, tears in his eyes.

She smiled, "Deku... why are you crying?" though she knew he was just very sensitive.

"I'm fine." he sniffed, wiping his eyes. "I'm just happy."

"I know what else you are." she teases, leaning in. "You're mine." she then kisses him.

Deku wraps his arms around her and kisses her back a little excitedly. Uraraka moans a little as his already hard erection prods her more, making her hips wriggle, and rubbing him by accident, turning him on further.

When the kiss breaks, Uraraka pushes herself up, straddling him, and rotating her hips, making Deku moan out as his cock gets rubbed by her.

His face goes red, as her breasts are no fully exposed to him, before Ochaku notices, and just removes her shirt fully, and Deku reaches up to grope them on instinct, his grip firmly massaging her full mounds.

"They really are big..." he says, happily exploring the feel of them.

"mmmnnn... D-Deku..." she moans out, deciding to move her hips back and forth, rubbing herpussy across his length, humping his erection through their clothes.

"Nnnn... Ahhh." deku moaned out, the two getting hotter the more they did.

She felt herself get damper the more she rubbed, and rubbed faster and harder, her breathing getting more laboured, as her hips rocked back and forth, Deku playing more with her breasts, her hard nipples getting pulled on.

And soon, they both climaxed, staining their clothes with their sexual fluids, and Ochaku fell forward on to Deku's body.

"Nnnn.... deku..." she breathed out, as they rested a little.

But after a few moments they were kissing again, a little more heatedly, before Uraraka pulled at his shirt, and together, they removed it, and she began to kiss his neck, and down on to his chiselled chest, her hands caressing the body she had seen before, and craved in her dreams, taking pleasure in her savouring each line.

Deku was getting aroused again as she did this, it was like she was drowning in his body and no longer cared how she looked, and she was going lower and lower, until she pulled down his shorts, revealing the sticky mess she had caused, and got her first taste of cum as she began to lick it up, cleaning his skin, and soon his shaft, her hand stroking him a little as her wet tongue left no spot untouched, as she drew closer to his tip.

Her breasts settled around the base, and she soon started using them to stroke him instead of her hands, firmly tit-fucking him in a slow pace, as she cleaned more of his hard shaft.

Deku couldn't do much but lay back, it felt so good, too good, better than any masturbating he had done, and the stimulation became too much, that by the time her tongue lapped across his tip, she was given a spraying of his hot thick semen, covering her face and tit's.

"EEEP!" she cried out, not expecting it.

"S-Sorry!" deku said, sitting up, grabbing his shirt to give her to use as a towel.

She wiped her face, but then looked to him lustfully, before removing the rest of her pyjamas, and then her panties, which were soaked through.

She climbed on top of him, desperately, and before Deku could say anything, they were both no longer virgins.

She hadn't meant to go in so fast, but she misjudged the position, and slipped on to him far deeper than intended.

It hurt, but she was so wet it slipped in, and broke her hymen, and she was filled with cock before she knew it.

She sat there for a while, her back arched, and a little drool from her mouth, as the pain subsided, and began to move her hips.

Both moaned out, and sat, holding each other, as they started kissing, and moving their hips, having sex on the couch.

It was slow, with Uraraka rotating her hips as she slowly raised and lowered her hips, getting penetrating over and over, as their tongues danced in their mouths, wrestling for control, and their heated bodies warming more each moment, as they moved faster and harder, their moans interrupting their embrace, and Uraraka arching her back, as her hips grew more rapid, her breathing getting heavier, and her moans more like grunts.

Deku grabbed her hips, pulling her down harder after she lifts, his cock feeling amazing with each deep thrust in to his lovers drenched pussy.

"U-Urara... r-raka..." he moaned out.

"D-Deku... f-fuck..." she cried out, speeding up.

"I'm going to... c-cum..."

"M-Me t-too... c-cumm... aaa-aaaaaah-"

His grip grew tighter, and they were both leaning back until finally, they orgasmed in unison, Deku filling her.

Her mind went white as she felt the hot thick cum fill her stomach, and his boiling rod flinching inside her, her own pussy twitching from the orgasm massaging the thick rod.

Ochaku collapsed backward, falling off his cock, that sprayed more cum over her, and the couch, and deku himself, and they lay there breathing heavily.

It was almost five minutes before they moved, barely looking at each other out of embarrassment for their sexual act as they cleaned up best they could, having to wear stained clothing before they kissed, and departed for their individual rooms, with a promise to meet up and talk more the next day.

And while their activity had been intense, and exhausting, they somehow didn't sleep for another hour, and spent the waking time sending a few texts, before finally drifting off to sleep.