《|| BNHA Imagines ||》Momo Yaoyorozo || Soulmate AU (Part 2; NSFW).
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HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!! im bisexual, and im here to fucking be proud! i will be at the new york pride event, to celebrate. i hope all you lgbtq+ members will be proud, and recognize your sexualities as something to honor.
also, warning!!
(h/n) = hero name.
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After that fateful meeting, you two had clicked like two pieces of a puzzle, and bonded right away. You were extremely thankful that she was your soulmate of all people, especially because you were a lesbian, and she was bisexual.
Not only was she shy and sweet, but so damn beautiful. You loved everything about her, and she reciprocated as well, thinking similar things of you. As you went through the years at U.A. and grew, as heroes, and people, you two never left each others sides.
Eventually, the both of you had become the faces of the LGBTQ+ community in Tokyo. Everyone knew you two as the lesbian power-couple heroes. And God damn, was it empowering.
After a long, long day of you fighting off villains left and right in Tokyo, you came back home feeling absolutely demolished. The sound of scratching at your front door made you smile gently as you turned the key into the door, opening the door.
Your dog, Miles, jumped at your feet, yelping happily. You bent down, scratching the top of his head while puckering your lips childishly at him.
"I missed you, my little cutie!" You said, nuzzling him. He cuddled you while you sat on the floor, until he felt satisfied and hobbled away into the living room and plopped down onto the couch for a nap. You observed him, and laughed, wanting to do the exact same at the moment.
You stood up, brushing the dog hair off your legs, before walking over to your bedroom. You swung upon the door rather brashly, and you saw... Momo.
She sat on your bed, legs crossed, with a red satin dress on. It went all the way down to her ankles, with a slit at her thighs to reveal her defined thighs, calves, and matte black high-heels. She looked up at you with narrowed eyes and a little grin, hair down. You were reminded of her elegant beauty once more; she took your breath away.
"Happy 10th anniversary..." She quietly whispered, standing up gracefully. Her heels thumped against the wooden floor as she wrapped her arms around your waist, arms trailing down your back slowly. You shivered in surprise and delight at the same time.
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"You look beautiful. Why so dolled up?" You hummed into her ear, leaving a kiss by her neck softly as you tucked a strand of hair behind her head. She rested her chin on your shoulder, rocking back and forth gently as though you were slow-dancing.
"I reserved seats to Gintama tonight." She replied happily, a smile on her face as she lifted up her head to see your reaction. Your face lit up in awe, as you dropped your bag and hugged her tightly.
"How'd you get a reservation? That place is always full!!" You chirped delightfully, holding her hands in yours with glee. She tilted her head to the side, hair falling slightly to the side. "Being a pro-hero has its advantages," Momo winked.
You shook your head and smiled, kissing her on the cheek. She bathed in your momentary warmth, bringing the back of your hand to her cheeks once more. It was silent for a mere moment as you cupped her face, simply staring affectionately.
"Let me go get all fancy, okay?" You said, beginning to undress as you went to your closet. She nodded, stepping out of the room so you could change.
"I feel so overdressed..." You muttered, slightly embarrassed. She shook her head in disagreement, hand wrapped around your waist firmly. Her touch made you feel secure; you loosened and relaxed slightly.
You'd worn a short, cobalt-colored dress that was also satin as well as a black choker. While it wasn't too fancy, you were not really a feminine person in general, so it felt weird to be dressed like this.
"Momo and..." The reservoir said, looking at her clip-board before glancing up at you too. For a second they froze, before their eyes glimmered brightly with admiration and realization.
"C-Creati?! And (H/N)?" The woman rambled, hands beginning to shake. The two of you nodded, smiling gently. It was always nice to see a fan, and always warmed your hearts. She shakily asked for an autograph.
The two of you both happily signed, before being lead to your tables. Momo allowed you to slide into the booth first, and sat next to you. Menus were immediately brought to you, much to your surprise.
"It's surprising that we're getting service so fast considering that it's so busy..." You quietly said more to yourself, then anyone else, however Momo nodded in agreement as she flipped through the menu.
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A few minutes pass as you both quietly observe the items and find what you want to eat.
Eventually, you noticed her glancing around the restaurant, which was confusing you. You watched as she glanced around, keeping a straight-face, before returning to normal.
"Are you okay, Momo?" You inquired, poking her shoulder questionably while tilting your head.
"Yeah, I'm f-"
"What would you guys like to order?" A male waiter said, interrupting her, as he flipped through his tiny note-pad before looking up with a smile, awaiting an answer.
"I'll have a Black Cod Brûlée, and some White Wine." She answered immediately, before closing her menu and sliding it across the table towards the waiter patiently.
"And you, ma'am?" The man requests of me, while writing down Momo's order.
"I'll have... the C-" You feel Momo's fingers sliding under your dress, going closer and closer to your panties. The waiter glances up. "You okay," He queries, slightly concerned. You shake your head after a moment, shakily finishing your order before the waiter walks away.
"Momo, what the hell are you doi-" She rubs slow, gentle circles around your clitoris, surprising you. The circles slow down and speed up in a precarious pace. Your thighs clench, as you close your legs slightly.
"Just having some fun on our anniversary..." She said softly, kissing your shoulder, noze grazing your skin gently as she runs her fingers down your slit, up-and-down.
"St-St... Ugh..." Your words become a quiet, disheveled grunt as she slips a finger into your vagina, her motions fast. You gripped the seat extremely tightly in order to keep your composure, head tilting back.
"Mo...Mo..." You sputter out, losing control quickly. You begin to thrust against her hand slightly, wanting her to add more fingers. She removes her hand, licking her fingers clean while looking at you before shaking her head with a smile.
"Not here." She says, grabbing your hand quickly. The two of you stumble to the bathroom, entering the first empty stall in the luxurious, marble bathroom. Thankfully, it was empty.
You lift up your dress as you sit up against the toilet, your vagina throbbing now.
She got on her knees, putting strands of hair behind her ears before quickly leaning down, tongue sliding over your clitoris while inserting two fingers into your vagina. You moan, covering your mouth as you thrust against her fingers rapidly.
"Fuck..." You groaned, grapping a hold of Momo's head, fingers curling into her scalp as she continued to run her tongue down and up your slit. Her hot breath made the feeling so much more better.
Suddenly, two women walked in, heels clunking against the marble tiles. Your eyes widened in surprise and anxiety.
"Shh..." She put a hand on your mouth, before adding a third finger to the two already in your hole. Your eyes roll in pleasure, and it takes everything in you to not scream with euphoria. The two women gossip as they fix their makeup, unaware of what's happening.
"I remember that first day we met... It took all of my will-power not to look up your skirt, (Y/N)..." She said, looking up at you with lustful eyes. You blushed at her words, arching your back with pleasure as she picked up her pace furiously.
You reached down instinctively, rubbing your clitoris violently; your vagina began to convulse which was a sign of an orgasm nearing. Momo could tell, and added a fourth and final finger. The women finally leave, and you let loose, whimpering now.
A feeling of ecstasy comes in waves, spreading from your vagina to your entire body. Your thighs twitch in pleasure, as you let out a wail. Momo removed her fingers, standing up. You sat for a moment, breathing heavily as you fixed your dress.
She held her fingers out to you. You licked them clean, before standing up with a quiver, knees feeling slightly weak. "That was quite nice," You said shakily, exhaling. She laughed, putting your arm over her shoulder for support while you regained some strength.
"Guess I'll have to repay you later~."
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im not gonna lie, i never actually wanted to do any lemon, but you guys really wanted this one, soo... tell me if its good! i like how it turned out!
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