Making out on the couch

I entered my home, and found the two locked in a deep kiss with Ochaco sitting on Izuku's lap and feeling his biceps and him groping her still exposed breasts. Given the sheen on them, he had cum on them, and she had licked them clean.

I smiled and headed for the kitchen, getting myself a glass of lemonade, before returning to the living room. "Having fun?" I asked.

"Oh, John!" Izuku said, breaking the kiss. "How was your walk?"

"Oh, it was fine," I chuckled. "Got myself another girl to play with, or at least a start regarding her."

"Oh really, who?" Ochaco asked.

"Mitsuki Bakugo," I shrugged.

"What?" Kaachan's mom?" Izuku asked, surprised.

"Why, that an issue?" I asked a bit nervously, I had been sure I made Izuku cool with me using my Quirk on anyone.

"Not with me, but unless you were curious as to what being blown up feels like, you might want to get Kaachan under control before you go too far," Izuku said, nervously looking around, as if expecting Bakugo to blow the door down in a rage at any moment.

"...good point," I chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah, I could see him trying to murder me for even the small things, I don't wanna know what he'd do if he knew I was playing with his mother..."

"Well... At least it's hard to kill someone slowly with explosions," Ochaco replied, nervous herself.

"Not helping," I replied, before sighing. "Well, at any rate..."