After a tough mission, you and Momo arrived back at the dorm, both exhausted. Her hero costume was torn and dirty, and she was struggling to remove it.

“I can’t get this off by myself,” Momo admitted, her voice tired but sweet. "Could you help?"

You nodded and stepped closer, noticing her tight muscle shirt and underwear underneath, a relief from the uncomfortable suit. Her shirt clung to her toned frame, and you could see the exhaustion on her face.

You gently helped unclip her hero costume, slowly pulling it off her. As the fabric came off, Momo sighed in relief, her body relaxing as she stood in just her tight shirt and underwear.

“Thanks,” she murmured, turning to face you with a tired smile. “I needed that.”

She met your gaze, grateful. “Maybe you can stick around?” she asked quietly, her voice full of affection.

Her wide hips swung side to side subtly. She tried pulling up the underwear but it looked more like a thong on her. She was sore but she walked over to her mini fridge and grabbed soda