A massage? Admittedly the idea of a massage sounded quite nice. She had massages before from her personal masseuse at home but this was different. This was a student in her class who offered. Not only that, again, she didn't know him very well. She eyed him closely, making sure to take in every little detail.
He was nervous, but not in a perverse kind of way. He seemed genuine in his desire to help her. That was surprising since most people gave her looks of lust which disgusted her. Mineta being the most guilty party. Yaoyorozu thought about turning down the green haired boy's offer, but based on the pain she was in it seemed like she would need it.
"A-Alright. But just my feet." she said nervously. Midoriya might be earnest but she didn't trust him with his hands all over her.
Izuku was slightly surprised she agreed to his offer, he half expected her to kindly decline. Well, at least he now had the chance to help her. He gave her a bright smile before taking a seat in front of her. The smile mostly served to hide just how nervous he really was.
"O-Okay." Izuku said to himself. Now that he was up close to her feet he saw just how beautiful they were. It was as if they were cut from diamond and those perfectly manicured nails. There was slight bruising around the sole but that was to be expected. She was in pain after all. There was also a slight smell from her combat training in those boots.
Izuku ignored that last part and found himself starting to sweat. He was in such a rush to help a person in need that he'd completely forgotten he's never given a massage to a girl before. He didn't count his mom. That was different.
Izuku felt his hands start to shake as he reached for Yaoyorozu's foot. The moment his hands made contact his eyes widened as big as saucers. He had never in his life felt anything so soft. Yaoyorozu's feet were even softer than the All-Might sheets he had at home.
Yaoyorozu gave a small moan at the contact. Izuku's hands were so warm and comfortable. What kind of kin care products did he use. Human hands weren't supposed to be that soft. Not only that his grip was beyond gentle. He took extra care in making sure he caused her no discomfort.
Izuku must've heard her moan of contentment because his face was as red as a tomato. He really needed to get more confidence. Figuring he observed her long enough, he began to massage her foot. At first Momo grunted in slight discomfort, but soon discomfort turned into relief.
The pain she was feeling started to ebb away as Izuku massaged her toes. He made sure to give each and every digit special attention. He made sure to really get in there and even gave gentle squeezes in between her toes. Momo really liked that.
The emerald haired by was surprised by good this was going and even more so by how clean it was in between Yaoyorozu's toes. Not even the slightest speck of dirt. There was the occasional lint from her socks but that was about it.
Izuku began to feel a little hot under the collar as when he saw Yaoyorozu let go of her shirt and he saw her large bust comfortably contained in her jet black bra. He fought hard not to stare, constantly reminding himself he wasn't the grape mutant of Class 1-A.
Once he was done with the toes he made his way to the soles. He made sure to take great care around the bruising. He didn't want to make Momo's pain any worse. Up above, Momo felt herself leaning back from the pleasure she was feeling from Izuku's hands. She unconsciously created another box to lie back on as Izuku continued his work. Before she even realized it, she slipped a hand under her bra.
Izuku massaged and rubbed the sole gently and marveled at the beauty of it. Once finished he moved on to the ball of her foot. Izuku never once noticed the tent he was pitching while alleviating Yaoyarozu's pain. He was too enamored with her foot and lost in his work.
Both parties continued blushing and enjoying the other's contact until their session was abruptly cut short. The school bell rang, signaling the end of lunch period.
Both students were freed from whatever spell they were caught in and became aware of their situation. Izuku quickly stood up a noticed the tightness of his pants. Yaoyorozu immediately caught herself with her hand on her chest. Both turned away from each other awkwardly as silence reigned.
"Uh... W-We better get back to class." Izuku reasoned.
"Y-Yes. Just give me a moment." Yaoyorozu blushed. She swiftly put her outfit back together and stood up to find that her feet didn't hurt nearly as much. Izuku's idea had worked.
"M-Midoriya? Where did you learn how to do that?" Momo asked.
"Books." he replied a little to hastily.
Yaoyorozu accepted that as he didn't seem comfortable talking about it. Truthfully both of them were feeling a little uncomfortable right now. What would've happened had the bell not rang.
"Y-Yaoyaorozu. If you're ever feeling in pain let me k-know. I'll help in any way I can." Midoriya said resolutely.
There was that Midoriya determination. She smiled. "Very well. Next time I'm in pain I'll come find you."
"Good."
Both made there way to the rooftop door... And returned to class.
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