Author's note: Comments welcome, BTW.
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"What is that smell?" Honey asked, pulling Hiro into the closet with her.
If she kept her hand on his dick, she would find out soon enough. "Uhh... cleaning fluid?" Hiro suggested.
Honey slapped her forehead, narrowly missing her glasses. "
Duh!"
Hiro was shocked that the closet was empty and for a moment, he wondered if GoGo had escaped into a vent before remembering that this was real life, not a Marvel movie.
Mochi
would have a hard time getting through one of those vents. But
not
behind the door. Hiro looked briefly over his shoulder, seeing one very flushed, very
angry
Japanese woman wedged between the open door and the stopper on the wall.
Then Honey grabbed his face and pulled him into a heated kiss. He thought the purring sound she made had something to do with the fact that she tasted
herself
on him. Hiro was beginning to think that the yaoi manga he found on Honey's hard drive that one time hadn't really been for a school paper.
Then her soft hands were trembling on his face, her lips quivering inches from him. She gasped "I want you to
fuck me,
Hiro." She sounded like she couldn't quite believe she was saying the words herself. "I want you to... shove your big... your big
cock
inside me. Is that okay? Can we do that?"
Hiro thought of GoGo hidden behind the open door. He thought of the door opening out into the hallway, where anyone could pass at any moment. He thought of his cock going as deep into Honey's virgin sex as it had gone into GoGo's mouth.
"Absolutely," he said.
"
Yes!"
Honey cried, actually pumping her fist, then throwing the door shut for a measure of privacy. Fortunately, the room was too dark and she was far too preoccupied with him to notice GoGo, suddenly out in the open, her hand down her pants.
(She'd
clenched
hearing Honey Lemon say 'cock' in that breathy voice of hers.)
Hiro could barely see in the dark, but that just made it better, safer and more intoxicating all at once, hearing more than seeing Honey peel her sweater off, jogging her headband askew and making some of her golden hair flash in front of her face, lit by a line of light shining around the closed door. Her top, a paisley blouse with some indecipherable pattern on it, followed, and Hiro realized he should undress as well. Gingerly, he removed his shirt and Honey took off her bra, her nipples a pale pink when they met that narrow light.
Damn,
Hiro thought in an appreciative whisper, before realizing it wasn't some internal monologue, but GoGo exclaiming behind him. Hiro froze. All but his cock, which gave a treacherous jerk. The thought of GoGo watching him with Honey was... kind of hot.
Honey Lemon dropped her skirt, leaving her in nothing but her leggings, which without the skirt looked more like stockings. Or maybe really long knee socks. It was Grade-A Zettai Ryouiki, somehow making the sight of Honey leaning back against a shelf and spreading her legs even hotter than it had any right to be.
"Please, do it now." The way her voice quibbled on the 'do,' Hiro thought she might've slipped back into being squeamish about actually cursing. "Do it before I change my mind."
Though Hiro was hardly breathing lest it somehow make Honey change her mind, he heard a voice a lot like Baymax's in his head, talking about how alcohol could lower inhibitions, impair judgment... "Honey, maybe... we should wait a bit." She looked more crestfallen than he had ever seen her. "The, uh, eating is one thing, but losing your virginity... and you've had a lot to drink... I wouldn't want you to... I mean... I mean you're really special, Honey, and your first time should be really,
really...
special."
Pussy!
he heard GoGo cough, but that might've been just his imagination.
Honey blushed so hard that Hiro could even see it in the dark. "Hiro, it
will
be special. It would be special no matter when or where or how we did it, because however special I am, you're so very special too."
Hiro could
feel
GoGo rolling her eyes behind him.
"But," Honey added with a twinkle in her eyes, "I'm not
that
drunk."
And grabbing him by the buckle on his belt, she hoisted him to her. He felt the shaft of his cock touch her pulsing cunt, sticking up too straight to go in, but she squealed in excitement none the less.
As mortifying as it'd been to sit through a lecture on sexual intercourse during a would-be school demonstration, trying to deactivate Baymax all the while, Hiro had learned a few things he would never,
ever
forget. He knew, to their mutual embarrassment, why Honey had bled a little between her legs after a particularly strenuous fight with X The Unknowable. Her hymen wouldn't be a problem. And as tight as she no doubt was, there was no way he could get her any wetter than she'd been after he'd gone down on her.
Moving carefully, stroking her face and petting her hair and even fixing her headband, he spoke soothingly into her ear. "Okay. Don't tense up. You're so wet, I'm gonna slide right in, but I'll still go nice and slow."
Honey smirked like she had ever since her first day on the team, taking orders from a fourteen-year-old boy genius. "Sir, yes sir," she said smartly.
He pulled his hips back, guided himself properly to her entrance, froze as the tip of his vibrating cockhead slid up to her sex. Honey closed her eyes, making a silent prayer that he wasn't too big for her. She
was
too tipsy to do the calculations without scratch paper, but it definitely looked like it would be impossible to fit all that cock into her tiny pussy. It lurched and moistened, steamy drops of precum smearing on her labia.
Hiro sighed blissfully. It felt like her sex was kissing his cock, sucking him in. He pushed forward, meeting no resistance. Then it was Honey Lemon's turn to sigh.
There was an ache in her pussy, and it got stronger and stronger as he came closer to her, pulled her deeper and deeper into his embrace. She wanted it. She wanted his big stiff cock inside her. She
had to have it
inside her, all the way inside her, her pussy felt so goddamn empty without a cock inside. Honey Lemon just knew this would be so, so good.
"Oh, yes," Hiro gasped, bringing an even brighter smile to Honey's face. Just the tip of him was inside her, and she was so tight and hot that his breath was just
gone.
He seemed stuck at the entrance, gently plying at her with shifts of his hips, pushing out and pulling in, but he never got any deeper.
"It's got to go in," Honey breathed, "It's just got to!"
"Put it in," GoGo whispered. Was she right in his ear or was he going crazy? "Shove it right in thereβmuscle it in. Make it
hurt.
Make her remember a fuck so good it
hurt.
"
Saying crap that hot should've been illegal. And her voice sounded heavy. He wondered if a girl could get aroused, watching something like this...
Maybe she couldn't, but either way, the thought turned him on. His cock blazed. He needed inside Honey Lemon,
right now.