“Your hand?” Izuku asked curiously, “what do you mean?”
“Uh… I’d rather… not say,” you replied evasively.
He looked at you, completely innocently. He had absolutely no clue what you were talking about and you felt like you at least needed to educate him about female needs before you let him go.
“Well… you know how I just did… that… to you,” you said, gesturing you his cock that had now disappeared back into its sheath.
He blushed and hung his head a little, reaching for a semi dried green curl to tug on it nervously.
“Yes?” You pushed for confirmation.
He nodded, still looking down at your worn boat decking.
“Well… I have needs too. So I’m going to go into my room and… uh… sort myself out,” you said, keeping the explanation short as you got up from the deck.
“You?” he asked, his eyes quickly searching for yours from under his fringe as he looked up at you, “you… have… the same as me?” he asked, mildly confused.
“Same as you… what?” you asked, trying to clarify what he was talking about.
“Same … parts?”
“No. I don’t. My, down there, looks different to yours, but I still get nice feelings that need to be touched and rubbed… like I did to you,” you said.
“Umm… well… I can… help you?” he offered bashfully.
“You want to help?” you asked with surprise.
He nodded again.
“But… I’m starting to feel like I need to be in the water. It’s getting hard to breathe,” he admitted.
“Oh! Yeah, you’ve been on the boat for a while,” you said, looking over at the still turbulent seas that we’re tipping your boat slowly and rhythmically from side to side.
You hesitated, wondering what you should do. You didn’t particularly want to get into the water with him. He didn’t strike you as one that would suddenly steal you and drag you into the depths but the water still looked scary- irrespective of who you would be with.
“Sharks don’t come near us,” Izuku said, pulling his way to the edge of the boat and pushing himself up onto the side of it with his strong arms, “if you’re near a merperson, you can guarantee you’re safe from sharks.”
“I’m not particularly worried about sharks,” you said with uncertainty, “they were something that I was a little concerned about… but I’m not now.”
“What is it that you are concerned about then?” he asked as he slipped over the side of the boat, head first and disappeared into the dark water with nearly zero splash at entry point.
You waited for him to surface again and he came back and smiled at you, feeling much more refreshed to be back in the water again.
“Actually! I know,” you said with a bright expression on your face, “I’ll open the little gate on the back of the boat!” You turned and walked to the back of the boat and unhooked the gate, then swung it open and sat down with your feet in the water as Izuku swam around to you and placed a hand on your knee.
Your heart started to beat faster and you looked into his eyes, mesmerized for a second.
“So… you might need to tell me what to do,” Izuku said sheepishly, his body bobbing up and down in the water.
“Oh! Right. I might need to remove these then,” you said, pointing to your trawler pants.
You got back up and shimmied them down, then took your underwear off as well and neatly plopped your legs into the water again.
Izuku was fascinated with your legs and his bright, curious eyes, looking over your thighs, knees, shins, and then he gently lifted each of your legs in turn to look them over and inspect your toes.
You giggled and pulled your leg away from him when he gently pinched a toe and he looked up at you with curiosity.
“What is it?” he asked.
“That tickles,” you said with a smile.
“Oh, they’re sensitive. I see,” he said with awe, still looking at your legs.
“Well, it’s actually up here.. that is where I want to be touched. This is where it feels nice,” you said, spreading your legs a little so he could see between them.
“Oh!” he gasped, placing a hand on each of your knees and spreading them apart more.
You allowed it and scooted forwards for him and he got closer, really looking at your pussy intently.
You were half embarrassed, but really turned on, and wanted him to just touch you already.
“You can touch it. It’s soft,” you said encouragingly.
He reached his hand out of the water and gently dragged his finger down the inside of your labia. His finger was cold because of the water temperature and the pointed temperature change made your clit throb a bit.
“Do that… but here.” You pointed to your clit.
“What is this part called?” he asked, touching it with his finger tip and wiggling it back and forth, “it’s very soft… and pink…”
“Nevermind what it’s called, it just feels really good to touch there… like… I guess, the same feeling as when I was sucking on the tip of your cock,” you replied, your voice dripping with every conceivable ounce of pleasure you felt coursing through you at that point.
Izuku went to look up into your face to ask you what it was called again but when he saw the look in your eyes, as his finger continued to play with that little part, he decided now wasn’t the time.
“I wonder what face she would pull if I did the same to her as she did to me?” He wondered as he kept eye contact with you and moved his head towards where his finger was still wiggling back and forth.
You kept a silent eye on him and once you realized what he was aiming to do, you shifted yourself closer to the edge of the deck once more so that he could place his mouth on you.
Hi moved his hand away and replaced it with his warm mouth and wet tongue- that tongue wasting no time in tracing all over your anatomical topography.
Unable to stop yourself, you reached one hand back to the deck to steady yourself, and the other hand to his wet green hair and gripped your fingertips into it, grabbing a good handful so you could hold him close as he sucked and licked your clit.
“Holy fuck, yes,” you moaned out lowly.
You had been buzzing for a while now, so you were well and truly at a fever pitch by the time his mouth had touched your clit and you knew that it wouldn’t take long to get your legs shaking and pussy leaking.
Those bright emerald eyes kept a steady watch of you as you maintained eye contact with him as best you could.
Occasionally, your eyes would roll as he dropped his tongue into the opening of your pussy and curled the tip up inside to taste you, but for the most part you were able to watch your fantasy play out in real time between your thighs.
“You’re doing an amazing job, Izuku,” you praised him, thighs coming in a little now to grip the side of his head while you kept your fingers clutched into his scalp and rocked against his mouth.
He didn’t look like he was bothered by you holding him so tightly against your core, and he also didn’t look or feel like he was tiring, doing what he was doing, so you encouraged him with your words.
“That’s it, just keep that up, your tongue feels so good licking between my thighs,” you coo’d, allowing a little moaning to seep into your words, “I can feel myself getting closer to releasing,” you added, panting a little more as you used the hand you had been resting on the deck, to cup the back of his head and create a little more pressure.
He pushed his tongue into your pussy again and thrust it in and out, making your eyes roll in your skull.
“More of that~,” you moaned, tilting your head back for a moment to enjoy the feeling with your eyes closed.
You did your best to try and explain what you were feeling and how good a job he was truly doing, until, with a heaving chest, you came against his mouth, your pussy spasming around his tongue as he lapped inside you again then pulled his tongue back and dragged it over your clit.
Quivering, you let go of his head and opened your legs and he pulled back to look at you as you flopped back on the deck and panted rapidly.
“Oh… that was…”
“That was amazing,” Izuku’s voice said in awe from in the water near your feet so you sat up and looked at him.
“I refuse to believe that was your first time,” you said softly with a chuckle.
“It was… and that was an amazing first experience,” he said with a bright smile.
“You’re so cute, you know that?” you smiled.
“Will we get to meet… again?” he asked shyly, reaching up to his curly hair to give it a little bashful tug.
“Oh definitely,” you said with a smile.
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