Ochako's Large Mounds Of Cotton Candy

Izuku smiled as he wrote down the newest idea that came into his mind. "Ochako Uraraka's breasts taste like Cotton Candy, and never become irritated or damaged from any sexual activity." Izuku didn't see the text turn red, so he quickly put the book down and got back to the bed.

"You're excited, aren't you?" She said with a smirk.

"Yep." Izuku placed his hands under her breasts. "Now, we aren't done with these yet." He lifted them up slightly as he licked her left nipple, getting her to moan lightly. Izuku was thrown off by the contrast between the fact that it was clearly flesh, but the sweet candy taste began to coat his tongue. The light but high-pitched moans of Ochako ensured her wouldn't stop, as whenever he got enough of one, he'd switch to the other. But not content to just lick, he began to place them in his mouth and lick and suck on it, making Ochako's moans longer. She then placed her hands around Izuku to keep him from going away, barely giving him the space needed to switch breasts.

"Oh-oh, wh-what'd ya d-d-do?" She said, lost in bliss.

Izuku smiled as he took a moment's break to look up at her while still hunched over. "I just made them sweeter. And I don't mind saying they're great."

Ochako put her hands on her cheeks as she looked away in a deep shade of red. "Oh, Deku!" She said, giggling as Izuku went back to suckle duty. Now he'd actively fondle whichever one his mouth wasn't attached to, and she resumed using her arms to keep Izuku's head in place as if she feared he may grow bored of this. Izuku's entry in the note meant that he actually could very well do this all night, and Ochako would tire from moaning well before her breasts suffered any stress.

"For the record," Izuku said with a smile, "what I properly wrote was that your breasts taste like cotton candy."

"That... that works?"

"Apparently" Izuku for a second goes back to tasting. "And this is a long-standing one, so they always will unless we cross it out."

"Really?" Izuku nodded up and down. "Well then..." Ochako, having finally gotten control of herself again, lightly pushed Izuku away and got up. "I say we don't waste all of tonight on something we have years to enjoy, right?" She grabbed the tapped-up book on the floor. "I say we go forward. You ready?"

Izuku spent a moment thinking about it, just to make sure he actually was. But really, why wouldn't he be?

"Yeah, I'm ready."