Suddenly, you felt Mt. Lady's tongue warm and wet between your legs. She began to explore your sex, tracing slow paths that made you moan and throw your head back. She played with your clit, grazing it with the tip of her tongue, then sucked it with a gentleness that contrasted with the intensity of your desire. Every movement was a moan, every touch a spark that continually ignited the fire within you.
As Mt. Lady devoted herself to you with a dedication that made you lose control, Midnight approached from behind, her expert hands uncovering your breasts with an almost torturous slowness. Her fingertips closed around your nipples, teasing them, pinching them, sending a shiver down your spine. Her hot breath caressed your ear as she whispered dirty words, words that made you feel desired, needed.
"You're so wet, fuck," Midnight murmured, her voice full of desire. "I can feel… you needed this."
Your trembling hands moved almost on their own, drawn to Mt. Lady's body. You caressed her breasts, feeling the softness of her skin beneath your fingers, then moved down her body, driven by a desire you couldn't ignore. You reached her pussy, already wet and ready, and sank your fingers inside, feeling how hot and tight it was. Mt. Lady panted, her body arching against your touch, her moans mingling with yours.
"I want a cock," Mt. whispered, her voice cracking with pleasure. "I need more."
Midnight silenced her with a look, her tone stern but not devoid of understanding. "Remember what happened earlier between Tara and Toshinori? She didn't call him for a foursome, and he was offended. We can't afford to make that mistake again. Only then can we all fuck All Might together." And she smiled.
Her words were like a bucket of icy water, but they couldn't put out the fire burning inside you. The moment was too intense, your bodies too connected to be distracted by rational thoughts.
You kept moving, your fingers sliding in and out of Mt. Lady's pussy as Midnight's tongue continued to explore your sex, with a dedication that made you lose track of time.
Meanwhile, the latter had moved, her hands now caressing your body, her nipples still teasing your breasts. Your movements were synchronized, as if you were following an invisible melody, a rhythm that only you could hear.
The moans blended into a single symphony of pleasure, a chorus of voices rising and falling in a crescendo of intensity.
"You're so beautiful…" Mt. Lady gasped, her voice cracking with pleasure. "You're driving me crazy."
Your fingers sank deeper into her, feeling her muscles contract around you. Midnight, meanwhile, had moved a hand between your legs, her fingers joining yours, creating a rhythm that made you lose control. Your body arched, muscles tense like violin strings, as the pleasure transformed into increasingly intense waves.
"Don't stop…" you moaned, "Please, I'm cumming..."
Mt. Lady looked up at you, her lust-filled eyes ready to eat you alive. She had removed Midnight's hand from between your thighs and knelt before you again, her tongue moving faster, more urgent, as Midnight licked your nipples. Your body was on the verge of exploding, every nerve tense, every cell throbbing with need.
You remembered Toshinori's huge, hard cock in your mouth, and it lasted only a moment before you exploded. The pleasure washed over you like a wave, an explosion that made you scream and tremble at the same time, your body contracting around Lady and Midnight's tongues. Your moans filled the bathroom, mingling with theirs, creating a harmony of pleasure that seemed never-ending.
When everything calmed down, you remained silent, your bodies still trembling, your breathing slowly returning to normal. Lady stood up, and you noticed her eyes looking at you with a tenderness that made you smile, while Midnight stroked your hair, a sweet gesture that contrasted with the intensity of what had just happened.
"We need to get back to the room," Midnight said, her tone calm but still quite charged. "We'll do it again, someday."
You nodded, your body still vibrating, your foggy mind trying to process everything that had happened, first with Toshinori, then with them. You adjusted your clothes, trying to regain some semblance of normalcy, but you knew nothing would ever be the same again. The desire you'd felt, the pleasure you'd shared, was something you couldn't ignore.
*
When you exited the bathroom, the hall greeted you with its familiar chaos, but your eyes were immediately drawn to Toshinori. He was there, at the back of the room, talking to Principal Nezu, but his gaze was fixed on you, filled with a tension that made your heart skip a beat and your breath catch. The desire for him continued to pulse inside you, even though you pretended not to notice. It was a suspended emotion that made you wonder what would have happened if things had gone differently.
"Tara! Come here and drink, come on!" Midnight exclaimed, moving her hips to the beat.
"Yes, I'm coming!" you replied, moving closer to them.
"Now let's play a nice little game," Midnight whispered, positioning herself between you and Mt. Lady.
"What…what game?" you asked curiously.
Midnight crossed her arms, smiling mischievously. "Listen to me, Tara… if you really want to drive him crazy, you have to plan ahead."
You: "What do you mean?"
Midnight: "You have to make him want to be there even when you're not there. Move, talk, look at him… as if you know exactly what effect you have on him. You don't have to touch him: just look at him the right way, and he'll lose his mind."
Mt. Lady laughed softly, leaning against the doorframe. "Hmm... Toshinori wouldn't stand a chance if Tara got serious."
You: "I don't know... I don't want to sound ridiculous."
Midnight: "Ridiculous? Honey, the art of seduction is all about control. Every gesture must say 'I know what you want,' but without ever actually giving it to you. Let him feel the fire—from afar."
Mt. Lady: "I'd say it could work. Look at the way he looks at you just when you walk into the room..."
Midnight gave you a knowing look. "Go on, then. Show him what he's missing. We'll... observe the magic from afar. But... you've noticed the way he looks at you, right?"
"Come on..."
Mt. Lady laughed softly, crossing her arms. "Oh, stop pretending. Toshinori's been devouring you with his eyes since this morning. It's almost embarrassing."
Midnight: "Look how tense he is when you're around. He tries to feign calm, but he gives himself away. One gesture from you and he loses his concentration."
She touched your arm, amused. "If you really want to test him... cross your legs. Sit slowly, straighten your back, and don't look away. I assure you, he won't know where to look."
Mt. Lady nodded, with a knowing smile: "Yeah. It's like all his self-control disappears when you're the one moving. It's almost... poetic, if it weren't so obvious."
Midnight: "Keep going, and you'll see. He won't need words: you'll be enough."
You didn't want to admit it, but you were starting to enjoy it. You smiled and sat down slowly, letting every movement be measured.
Facing you, Toshinori sat with his legs slightly apart, his elbows resting on his knees, his back bent forward. His imposing figure seemed to dominate the room, but there was something different in his eyes—a distraction, an attention that had nothing to do with the speech of the principal, who was chatting next to him, convinced that he was listening.
As you crossed your legs, you felt the barely perceptible shift in his gaze. He didn't raise his head, he didn't say anything, but you knew he was following you with his eyes. Your every movement seemed to captivate him, as if his concentration were a taut thread on the verge of snapping.
Midnight and Mt. Lady exchanged a knowing glance, amused at the scene. Midnight murmured softly, almost whispering,
"I told you... look at the way he looks at her. He's lost."
Mt. Lady added softly, suppressing a laugh, "He's trying to look composed, but he can't hear a word the principal says anymore."
And you, even while feigning calm, felt a mixture of power and confusion within you. That man, so great and steadfast, the greatest hero of all time, seemed captive to your simple gesture.
Midnight gave you a look of pure complicity. "Relax, darling. No one will notice anything... except him."
He watched you carefully, with the tone of someone enjoying orchestrating a subtle game, chuckling under his breath. "Move slowly. Arrange your hair and corset, touching your breasts. But do it as if you were taking your time. Every gesture should seem natural, yet studied."
Mt. Lady laughed softly, covering her mouth. "Look how tense he is! He didn't even hear the principal ask his opinion! Haha!"
Midnight lowered her voice, almost a whisper: "Now touch your wrists, as if you were hot. Slide your fingers slowly. It's all in the rhythm, not the gesture."
You obeyed carefully, your heart beating faster. You could almost feel Toshinori's gaze on you, steady, focused, unable to look away.
Mt. Lady tilted her head, whispering with a smile, "I'd say it's working perfectly."
Midnight added softly, "I wonder if he regrets letting you go without putting his cock in you."
Her tone was amused, but there was a glimmer of approval in her eyes: the knowledge that she'd taught you a game that needed no words.