Hey, guys! GOTA, here, with my sophomoric effort, "The Sultry Side of Blake Belladonna." Our hero and definitely OOC Blake Belladonna explores her sexuality by planning to have her way with Izuku Midoriya. Where we last left off, the cat's out of the bag as Izuku encounters Blake with her one-woman act. In this chapter, Izuku recalls the events that led to this current encounter. What would they do in this chapter? Read and see! Enjoy! This is an OOC Blake x OOC Izuku crossover story.

Earlier that night….

It was at the dead of night when Izuku released a tiny whimper. His hand was covered by the hotness of his sperm as he climaxed for the fifth time. He bit into the pillow, trying his best to contain the excitement of another fantasy that was aiding him into the night. It had to be at the dead of night. No way would he perform such a deed if his parents were awake.

He was fortunate that his boxers and pajamas blockaded his mess. No need to explain to his mother dearest about any splotchy marks on the blankets. She had been particularly concerned about him since he was at the age of his budding sexuality.

He reached for the dampened towel on his nightstand to clean his mess. After returning the towel to the nightstand, he turned to his side to reach for the particular item that has been coveting his attention. It was a pair of black lacy panties. The musk of honeydew and womanhood filled the soiled delicate. Izuku waited until nightfall when it was safe enough to retrieve the article of clothing. Everything had to be in the darkness. Since he was familiar with the layout of the home, there wouldn't be any cause for concern.

Especially since his mother was a heavy sleeper and his father would work nights.

"Damn, do I feel like such a fool." The same words he would say after having another nightly session. When grabbing the panties, he would give it one final sniff before placing it in a plastic bag and put it inside his pillowcase.

Turning on his back, he would ask for forgiveness. Knowing that the same sin he had committed on this night would happen again tomorrow.

He wouldn't know what to say, what to feel, how to react with these newfound feelings.

It has been that way since Blake Belladonna had entered the household.

On the surface, she did an incredible job presenting herself as a dedicated studious teen to Izuku's parents. She was helpful, engaging and interacting with the family. She would assist his mother with the chores and cooking. She would spend time with his father by aiding him with organizing his paperwork. However, with Izuku, she was crafty on how to use her prowess onto him. She approached him as the older sister he never asked but got. Helping him with homework, walking with him to school, being present in every situation he could think of. However, each day, he could feel the gap getting thinner and thinner by the day. His parents and others may not have seen it, but Izuku could tell when he was being pursued, or in this instance, teased.

The flaw of Japanese architecture with its thin walls and floors. At night, the sound of mewing filled the room above him. It sounded like a tiny kitten burrowing itself into the room. In a way, there was a tiny kitten burrowing itself with the confines of a moist cave. It showed no means to an end until results were to occur.

And since she entered the home, the mewing occurred every single night.

Two weeks earlier….

The emerald-haired teen continued telling herself that the first encounter with Blake was completely an accident. It occurred about a week-and-a-half after Blake's arrival. He couldn't sleep. He decided to climb upstairs to grab a manga from his room. Or at least that was the excuse he was telling himself. The plan was to sneak inside of the room, retrieve the manga and head back down to the study.

He tiptoed to the living room. Although his mother was sleeping and his father was out, he didn't want to take any chances. Like a quiet, meek church mouse, he crept in the darkness in pursuit of his manga. If he remembered correctly, the latest edition of Assassination Classroom on top of his bookcase.

When he crept closer to his bedroom, a tiny light made a path for him. When realizing Blake could possibly be awake, he was having second thoughts. As he decided to turn around, he had heard a noise. In actuality, he heard a buzzing sound followed by the sound of a tiny kitten.

He peeked into the cracked door of Blake's bedroom. His eyes focused on the site that would forever change his mindset of the Faunus. The black-haired teen lied on her bed naked. He heard the muffling sounds of her tilling her pussy. It was a kitten's paw vibrator that was accompanying its assistance to Blake's pussy.

Her legs were spread to each end of the bed. Her panties were draped on one leg as she was taking care of her tiny cavern. With one hand, she grabbed her breast, rubbing her areolas in circles, tugging them for pleasure. He saw how she thrust her hips with her hands in a slow, grinding motion. He watched as fluids leaked from her pussy like a dripping faucet. Noises that she harked to the heavens were quite haughty.

Such haughty noises that sounded too familiar from the videos that he watched with Katsuki and Shouto a few days back.

A few days back (prior to the Izuku witnessing Blake's masturbation session)….

It was surprising to Izuku that Katsuki had interested in pornography that contained femdom. One would think that the pomeranian would enjoy videos of the NTR/maledom kind. However, one's personality doesn't always have to match one's kink.

'I copped this video from Eijiro the other day,' said Katsuki when they were sitting in his bedroom. Looking back, the oddity of three boys sharing popcorn and drinking soda as they watched a girl preparing to dominate a submissive man.

Katsuki elbowed Izuku's shoulder. 'Kind of quiet. Not scared, are you?'

Izuku shrugged his shoulder, disregarding Katsuki's teasing. 'Whatever! Just surprised that we aren't watching a woman getting gangbanged by twelve guys in front of her husband!'

The blond clicked his tongue. 'Gets kind of boring. I like to switch it.' He gave a sly look to Shouto as he was sipping his soda quietly. 'Besides, this porn star reminds me of a certain kitty cat that lives with you.' He began howling. 'Like nyaa!'

The screen transitioned from black to the typical sweet-playing jazz music when beginning porn. Izuku's breath immediately labored when seeing the actress, in a way, appearing like Blake.

Shouto leaned back on the bed with his legs crossed. 'Must say, Bakugo. The chick is definitely a babe. That swollen pussy that needs a stabbing.' He turned to Izuku. 'Don't tell Yaoyorozu that I said that.'

Bakugo clicked his tongue. 'Faunus, please! You're among friends. Actually, I could see Utsushimi, Hatsume, hell, Kayama-sensei performing things like this.' He bit into his lip. 'Honestly, I would mind having a girl dominate me.' He turned to the others. 'Don't mention this to a single fucking soul or I will tell that you guys were using this to jerk each other off.'

'That wouldn't make sense for the fact that you watched it,' retorted Izuku. 'Excuse my blaccent, but that quite 'sus.''

Bakugo slapped the floor. 'Shut your ass, baka! Just saying. Since we are friends and all. Hell…"

Shouto coughed loudly to show his annoyance to the blond. 'Did I come here to hear commentary, or can I watch this girl get piledriven?'

'More like the other way around,' interjected Katsuki.

Being mildly annoyed, Shouto flicked some popcorn toward the blond pomeranian. Before he could respond, the video began.

The video started up. It showed a girl who looked similar to Blake Belladonna. She was sitting in a classroom staring alluringly at a boy that sat in the front of the classroom.

Katsuki blew a raspberry. 'Of course, that's how it starts! Detention!'

Izuku ignored Katsuki's off-handed comments as his eyes were glued to the girl. Her amber eyes were looking at the boy. The boy had off-colored emerald hair, but was wavy. He appeared timid and weak, the type that was probably in detention because he had failed to turn in an assignment or didn't show up for gym.

'Oi! What reason are you here today?' The black-haired asked the timid boy. He didn't respond. His eyes were glued to the board as they had written instructions on filling their time under this duress.

Izuku watched how titillated the amber-eyed teen. She seemed appealed about the challenge. The kind of boy should be blessed to have a glimpse of opportunity with a stunning beauty and he blatantly ignores her. The black-haired teen appeared tickled, spreading her legs and massaging it tenderly, hoping at some point she could attract the boy's attention.

'Oi, kiddo! Did they say it is rude to ignore your senpai. Or shall I talk to one of my friends tomorrow,' said the black-haired gym with strong intent. 'They don't mind adding another gofer to their roster.'

On cue, the boy turned. The green-eyed teen became flushed when seeing the girl's legs exposed to his eyesights. Immediately, he averted his eyes and turned back to the whiteboard.

The Blake-looking girl was amused. At the same time, she couldn't help how surprisingly nerdy and cute he was. Izuku could tell that the teen was going to have a little fun with him.

'Say, Midoriya!'

Izuku thought he heard his name. However, it wasn't from Shouto or Katsuki as the duo have remained silent since the music began slowly playing, indicating the scene was steadily approaching.

'Say, Midoriya baby!'

Izuku turned to the screen. The black-haired girl sprouted ears and the black bow to match. Even the boy turned out to be him. Blake licked her lips, deciding that it was now to take advantage of the opportunity. 'You know, my little kouhai, that there aren't anybody else watching the classroom.' She pursed her lips toward him. She slowly sashayed her way down the aisle, creating slow steps to the timid Izuku. 'It means that we have plenty of time to think of what we have done.'

Izuku watched himself remaining silent. He knew that work wasn't the forefront of his mind. The lingering image of the cotton candy-colored panties were in his mind, along with the creamy complexion of the teen.

'You know, Midoriya, I think we can take this time to reflect upon our sins of being here.' Blake positioned herself in front of Izuku. Her breasts were perky as the nipples were protruding out of her uniform. His eyes were laid upon the valley of mounds. She snapped her fingers. 'Hey, Pervert-kun! My eyes are up here.'

'Forgive me,' said Izuku.

Blake extended her hands to his face, spreading each digit upon his skin. The hairs of his neck stood attentively to the foreign force, creating signals to his brain, to his heart, and to his central nerve center.

'You're cute when you're nervous,' said Blake teasingly. 'I am beginning to suspect that you haven't felt things like this before. Well, Pervert-kun?'

Blake knew that he wasn't going to answer. His shyness says it all. Even as she talked seductively, she witnessed the throbbing in his pants. She decided to have a little more fun with him. 'Aren't you going to answer me, Izuku?'

An audible gulp was produced from his throat. Blake had him where she wanted him to be. 'Well, since you aren't going to speak, you wouldn't mind if I can have a little fun with you? No?' She lowered her head, leaving barely inches between her lips and his lips. 'Don't say anything if you don't mind if I unbutton your uniform?'

Blake began using her well-manicured nails to unbutton his shirt. She took her time as button by button, she was unraveling the sight upon her. 'I must say, very sexy!' She looked at the throbbing member in his pants, begging to be released from its khaki prison. 'Don't say anything if you don't mind me touching your little friend downstairs.'

She knew he wasn't going to answer. 'Gee, Izuku! You are quite the easy guy. Are you a M?'

His eyes widened as saucers when hearing those fretful words. She produced a smile. 'Just as I thought. I think you like the idea of girls like me taking over you.' She blew into his ears. 'Never you worry. I am the gentle one. I won't look at you as a simp. I just want to have a little fun. If you don't resist, I promise to show you good things. Even things you haven't felt in your life. Maybe besides your hand, Pervert-kun.'

Izuku could understand where that Izuku from the television was coming from. Being submissive and permissible as Blake was having his way with his dick. Rubbing her fingers through the fabric of his uniform, she began making haughty sounds, teasing the emerald-haired teen. 'I can tell that you are getting off by my hand. Don't say anything if you care for a little eye service.' She didn't need to wait. She used her free hand to showcase her luscious titties. Tits that were soft as mushrooms. Nipples that were inverted. Izuku couldn't respond until he felt her titty making contact with his face.

'You are a lucky boy to get this free service, Izuku,' said Blake. 'At first, I wanted to pick, but you are turning me on.' She pulled away from his dick. She used her free hand to grab Izuku from his desk and pushed him to the floor. 'I love it when you are quiet and docile. Very sexy.' She began laughing. However, she wasn't done yet. She raised her skirt. 'Like what you see? Can you see the moisture coming from my panties?'

He didn't respond. However, his dick could better answer for him.

'Not every boy or girl could easily turn me on unless they offer me something,' she told the nervous emerald-haired teen. 'Now I want to have a little more fun.'

The black-haired Faunus lowered herself onto the ground. She sat herself on Izuku's chest. She lowered herself onto him, giving bedroom eyes. 'Let me turn this Deku into a man.'

She raised her skirt, showing her creamy legs once more. 'Since I had a turn with your dick, allow me to have a turn with my pussy. Have you ever eaten pussy before, Deku baby? It is quite delicious. Better than your mother's lasagna. Why not get a preview of this giblet pie. After all, I won't be letting you go anytime soon.'

Kacchan, honey! I am home! Why is it so dark in here?!

'Shit,' cried Katsuki when hearing the words he didn't expect to hear so soon. He quickly grabbed the remote, turning off the television.

Shouto immediately zipped up his pants and sat on the bed. 'I thought you said that your mother wouldn't be back until this evening.'

'How the hell would I think she would be back so soon, you baka,' said Katsuki as he turned on the light. He took the DVD before putting it in the cover and conveniently tossed it in Izuku's backpack before seeing the knob turning.

The spiky-haired mother entered the room. 'Evening, Kacchan!' She didn't realize that he had company. 'Now, Kacchan! Although I don't know Icchan and Shouto-kun over, you know that your punishment isn't exactly over. I commute you to some of your privileges.'

'Sorry, Mom,' he replied panickedly. 'Shouto and Deku are here helping me with a project from Kayama-sensei.'

'On what, may I ask,' interjected his mother.

'How anatomy is effective in Pro Heroes,' responded Shouto.

Katsuki's mother didn't look convinced. Three teenagers in separate parts of the room in complete darkness. The smell of fresh squid and mackerel was in the air. She pursed her lip. 'All right then. Happy studying!' Her hand was on the knob. 'Listen, Kacchan! Open the window, will you. Kind smells like your father on his favorite November holiday.' She closed the door.

The room was being filled with loud audible sighs. 'Mother of God, thank Christ!' Shouto couldn't believe that he had already popped his top. Not wanting to leave remnants on his hand, he rubbed it on Katsuki's pillow. 'I thought we were going to be crossed.'

'Thank God for quick reflexes,' said Katsuki with a smile. 'But, shit! Since we have to prove to my mom that we weren't doing 'you know what,' we got to study.'

'I am going to the restroom.' Izuku stood up as he excused himself from the others. He walked to the bathroom, shutting it tight. He became aggravated as he felt his penis throbbed a familiar sensation onto his underwear.

Failure to launch!

Back to two weeks prior….

Izuku had front row seats to Blake's one-woman show. She humped the bed, creating creaking noises in the process. Izuku absentmindedly placed his hand in his pajamas, wrapping his fingers around his now-swollen cock.

Blake's swollen pussy was frothing like a refrigerator, creating more slushy noises as she inserted the vibrator in her slit.

He could tell that it wasn't enough as she used her tiny rotor instrument to place inside of her ass. Mewing noises were turning into a crescendo. Izuku's strokes on his dick were like a piston.

'Right there! Right there! I am gonna cum! I am gonna cum!' Blake whimpered as juices were flying like a clogged sprinkler. Izuku watched as his sheets were covered in Blake's juices. Izuku let out a tiny cry as he released his spunk on himself. His penis throbbed until the feeling subsided.

'Damn, that felt good,' whispered Izuku.

Hello? Is somebody out there? Izuku!

Izuku heard the sound of his mother from down the hallway. He quickly ran from the door and into the bathroom, promising himself that he wouldn't tell a soul on what he had witnessed.

Back to earlier that night….

He closed his laptop, concluding its services for the night. The DVD that Katsuki 'accidentally' placed in his backpack was now in his possession. Every night before going to sleep, he would put on his wireless headphones and replay the DVD religiously. And every time, he didn't see the actor and actress portraying themselves as students.

It was always Blake and Izuku. Blake, being the dominant type and Izuku, being the submissive type.

As Izuku began heading to the bathroom to urinate, he heard the sound of his door opening. Immediately, he jumped back into the futon.

He feigned sleep, believing that it was either one of his parents checking up on him.

"I am going to make sure that I will make you mine for sure."

Back to the present….

"Blake!?"

"Izuku!?"

What more could Izuku say that wasn't the obvious? The proof was definitely from the pink pudding that the emerald-haired teen unwillingly tasted. The acidic juices covered his face like a glazed donut. Stickier than any lotion in his mother's bathroom cabinet and riper than any tangy fruit. Overlooking him was the surprised and startled presence of his host sister, Blake Belladonna. Face was redder than candied beets at a summer festival. Eyes were wide as saucers like a young dove caught in the headlights of a moving vehicle.

Ingesting some of her juices, he used his hands to remove the remnants. A strong pregnant silence filled the room. Blake backed away a few feet as Izuku sat up on his futon. The Faunus knew that he was in shock. Although commonplace from what she had read in mangas and seen in animes, he didn't expect the sultry, lecherous teen masturbating in front of him in the middle of the night. Adding insult to injury, in the very first superhero costume that his mother sewed with a piece of love in every stitch.

Many things were filling the young Faunus mind. She knew if Izuku talked, then she was going to face trouble. She could be kicked out of the home. She had to return to Japan humiliated and ashamed. Her face could be in front of the papers in both newspapers in Musutafu and in Menagerie. She could possibly be kicked out of Beacon. She could shame the Belladonna name and what kind of friends would want to hang with a sexual offender?

Izuku was still taking in the time to process the entire situation. Could he be blamed? It was after one in the morning.

As he attempted to stand, it was met with the mouth of Blake.

"Shh," said Blake pleadingly. She was scared. She knew that it was beyond late to reasonably explain this current juncture. She knew that if she had gone this far, then she might as well finish the act.

The only thing she had to do was to make her beloved Deku an accomplice.

"Shh," she whispered to him. "Please be quiet, Icchan! I don't want to hurt you." Her ravenous body applied pressure on top of him. She had the advantage. She was taller than him and trained to withstand any opposition. She may not have a quirk per se, but she knew of Izuku's inability to handle it. She wasn't picking on his hand-me-down quirk, but knew it required tweaking and practice.

After all, he wouldn't do anything to a damsel. She didn't need Bakugo to explain that information.

"I won't hurt you," she said in a pleading voice. Muffling still filled the room. She was overcome with panic and at the same time, arousal. Filling his hot breath on her hand was invigorating that she could feel her juices flooding her cavern. At the same time, she didn't want Izuku running to his parents about her sneaking into the room. "Just please, please hear me out."

Izuku was alert the entire time. However, he couldn't let her know that. Beside, there were skeletons in his closet about the Faunus. Or, better yet, near his pillow.

He decided to go along with the program. Complying with Blake's request, he nodded, giving her permission to speak.

After all, it became abundantly clear that the feelings of lust were mutual between them.

He could tell that Blake wanted to speak, but words weren't being released. She didn't know how to process this. The excitement of voyeurism was there, but he believed that she didn't think of a contingency plan. She kept poking her index fingers together, displaying her nervousness.

Izuku decided to speak. "Let's say that we don't know how to process this." He turned to his side. "Even I don't know what to say." He used his shirt to wipe some of the remnant of her juices. "However, I know that it won't be solved on this night as we have my parents upstairs." He crossed his arms. "Let's pretend that this night didn't happen and we can discuss this after school tomorrow." He looked away. "Mom will be working later and Dad is going to stay the night at the office."

Blake remained quiet. Although she had the power to dominate him, she decided to go along with the program to make him believe that things were going on his terms. That was what made her Deku cute. She nodded in compliance.

He had read enough mangas to know the awkwardness of being caught in the act and where it leads. He scooted himself to the side, allowing room for the Faunus. "No touching, okay?"

She nodded as she lowered herself on the futon. She was happy just to share the same bed with him. He turned his back away from her as he tried to get some sleep. Meanwhile, Blake grew in excitement. Even within the sweetness of the cinnamon roll, his lust for her ran in his veins.

Who else would have left paste on the door next to her bedroom in the middle of the night.

Phase one completed!

BD: I find it quite odd on how easily Izuku was taking it.

GOTA: Blake has plans, but wants to make it as though he has the upper hand.

BD: Quite the idea with the classroom scene with Izuku. Blake has got him crazy for her.

GOTA: Team Greenshade!

BD: Stay tuned, ladies and gentlemen. Also, our sequel to 'Crazy Reckless Teenage Love' has been released. It is called 'Kids These Days.'

GOTA: Stay tuned as we are remaking a vampire story that involves Izuku and one of the RWBY girls. Who would it be? We are thinking Yang, maybe! Stay tuned!

To be continued….