Collison Trajectory
by Epsilon110
Izuku miscalculated his power once more, and his mistake caused him to end up between the legs of a villain hired to bring him into custody.
this can only end well.
and, nah. I'm not even sorry
Notes
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"Hide in the smoke all you want! I won't let you get away!"
Izuku knew his rebuttal even before he burst out of the building right below Nagant, screaming as he did so. "Too bad I'm not in the smo-!"
I'm asking you once again to not read this unless you are caught up with MHA 315
The only issue was, he had miscalculated his trajectory, and with his new access to Fa-jin he was too fast to actually change where he was about to hit the assassin.
And that is how he ended up in the position he was, head firmly shoved between an assassin's legs, her skirt folded over her waist giving him ample view of his attacker, his nose rubbing against a place no hero's nose should ever be in.
At least he had managed to kill his momentum with an airforce smash right above himself, thankfully helping him not to headbutt the 'ex-pro' in the crotch too hard. That would've sucked for all parties involved.
He had still ended up under her though, and that still sucked for him, but silver linings.
As it stood, both of them didn't really understand what the actual hell happened, looking blankly at each other as the rain started to wash away the dust that got kicked up in the scuffle.
Nagant managed to snap out of it first, her rifle-arm extending and tapping against his forehead securely, even as her face started accumulating a dusting of pink on it. "What the fuck do you think are you doing? "
"Regretting my life decisions," he blurted out, attempting to push away from the woman, only for her to lock his head tight with her legs, trapping him between her surprisingly strong calves and the warm barrel of her rifle.
Part of him really wanted to take notes about how her quirk-generated gun was warm to the touch, like human skin. He wondered if Iida's mufflers were the same.
But before he could really think about the quirk behavior, he noticed Nagant twitch, her expression shifting.
Her lips tightened into a straight line, and her eyebrows twitched pulling closer before a soft groan escaped her lips. "Dammit- stop breathing against it!"
That statement only made Izuku flinch and exhale at the same time, the assassin on top of him
whining gently at the hot breath against her core. "F-fucking hell kid, stop before I blow a hole in you!"
A snappy part of Izuku, which had been nurtured by the bullshit that was Aizawa's class was tempted to say: 'That's kinda hard considering your legs are pushing me against your crotch, lady.'
But his true self squeaked, causing the woman to wince again. "...Fuck this, and fuck what the potato wanted."
Izuku squeezed his eyes shut at her declaration. Honestly, it figured. He always knew it was going to be hot women that brought about his death, he felt it in his bones since he hit fourteen, the feeling only grew in the five years, before finally being proved correct at this very moment.
As he thought about all of that, another thought bubbled up to the forefront of his mind. Well, this is taking longer than expected.
His questions about the tardiness of the bullet through his skull were dashed away when he felt a hand on the top of his head, dainty fingers combing through his hair before gripping tightly and pulling his face against the silky fabric he was trying to ignore.
His eyes snapped open, shock not fading one micron even as the sudden action got his vision to blur momentarily. After what felt like an eternity, his eyes re-focused he could see the blush on the cheeks of the assassin that was tasked with capturing him, her mouth slightly open as she panted, grinding against his face against the soft fabric of her underwear slowly, mewling gently in the process.
After seeing his eyes on her, she smirked sharply, panting more. "I hope you don't mind finishing what you started, Hero. "
Izuku was the type of guy that could never decipher sexual intent from another party, unless his partner did anything short of grinding his face, the message would sail right over his head.
Luckily for him, Nagant was doing exactly that, grinding his face against her crotch with needy whines and soft mewls. Unluckily for him, that action crashed his brain entirely.
The grinding slowed down to a complete stop, Nagant getting to her senses and noticing the lack of input from the man under her. She licked her lips slowly, looking lost on what to say. "...Sorry should I stop? It's been so long since I..." Izuku was not ready to see the assassin trying to incapacitate him blush shyly. "Well- ever with another person but, semantics..."
He made an inhuman gurgle in response, mouth not ready for anything higher functioning than that.
Now, shyness let away to concern, as Lady Nagant shifted her weight, rising off his face and onto his chest. From his position, he could hear her mumble something along the lines of 'oh god his chest is so chiseled' before she coughed awkwardly. "Sorry, where were we before I slipped up?"
Izuku's brain finally re-engaged control of his tongue. "W-we were- you were... with me? " Nagant looked down, frowned slightly, and rolled her hand, urging him to continue his fragment of
a thought.
"Y-you were- ready to do that with me?"
Now the woman looked honestly confused at the question more than anything else. "...Yeah?"
"But you..." Izuku furrowed his brows. "Weren't you just trying to kill me?"
"Yes?"
"And now you want to...?"
"Yes."
She squinted down at the man under her. "...You do realize you're built like a Greek statue, right?"
Izuku spluttered in response, looking anywhere but at her "I don't know if that-"
A hand reached down to cup his cheek, forcing him to look back at her. "Plus... I like your eyes. You have kind eyes, kinder than I've seen in a long, long time. Even before I was sent to Tartarus."
Nagant's thumb stroked his cheek tenderly, eliciting another squeak from Izuku. "But I'm..." "Cute?" she offered. "An idiot who really ought to make up his mind?
"But- I'm-" Izuku repeated, trying to find the words to describe it. "Deku?"
Nagant didn't even validate that with a response
"S-so you were really going to-" he sputtered, still lost in his own head as he blinked up at her owlishly "...that? With me? "
"...If you shut up right now we can still do that. Ok?" she grunted, leaning down with a pleading expression, cheeks flushed. "Just please stop questioning it..."
Izuku gulped thickly and the tightness of his hero costume reminded him that he was nineteen, and hadn't really had any alone time for the past month.
And, against all odds, he said the right words in his given situation. "D-deal."
Being hopped up on adrenaline was a scary thing. Izuku came to realize, as he suddenly found himself pinning Nagant against the side of the little roof-access enclosure. The scrapes on his body not even whining as he pushed the sniper higher and higher, gripping her waist and pushing her even further, finally getting his face against her crotch once more.
This time, it was intentional- at least on his body's part. His brain was still lost on just what the
hell he was doing. It was funny how most of the important actions he took were seemingly done when his body moved before he knew what hell he was doing.
Nagant, whined above, bringing his attention back as she pressed her hand against his scalp. "Are you doing it or not?"
He opened his mouth with the intent to answer her, but his body assumed direct control, and his mouth clamped over her core, teeth catching the fabric of her panties before he ripped them off with a single twitch of his head.
Nagant shuddered at the action. "F-fucking hell kid..."
"Izuku," he mumbled, trying to not think too hard on the connotations of what he was about to do. "You can call me Izuku... it's only fair."
"Haruka," she offered back, legs wrapping around his head, even as her voice wavered shyly. "...Nice to meet you, Izuku."
Izuku paused and looked up at her. Really look at her for the first time. He saw the pink and blue hair Snipe had commented on in that interview, but he also saw her beautiful sharp eyes, cute eyebrows stitched together in a soft expression, and a healthy blush, which only blossomed more when she noticed him looking up at her. "...Don't look at me like that, not after doing that. "
He blushed, remembering that just mere seconds ago he had ripped her panties off with his teeth- and noticed that he was stalling.
"Right- sorry- uhm." He licked his lips, trying to psyche himself up for what he was about to do. "...Tell me if I do anything wrong?"
All for One smirked reaching out with his quirks to catch a glimpse of what Nagant was up to.
If he knew that goddamn pawn All Might had groomed , this was about the time where Nagant would switch sides. And right then he needed to blow her up in front of this 'Deku.'
He was just feeling giddy imagining the despair on the young hero's face.
He cackled gently as he could see the area in his mind's eye. "C'mon little Nagant, show me that spirit of yours switch sid-"
The words died in his throat the moment could 'see' what was going on. He turned off the quirk and slumped against his seat. He didn't want anything to do with the utter perversion that was occurring on that rooftop. And cut off his connection to Nagant as fast as he could, destroying the explosion quirk linking them in the process.
He rubbed a hand over his scarred head, desperately needing a cold shower. "...Goddamn degenerates..."
How the hell did I end up in this position? Haruka's mind grumbled again, her hand on the hero's head, her back against concrete, legs around his head, and her panties torn off. By all means, she shouldn't even be talking to the hero, and here she was, fraternizing with h-
Her mind blanked out the moment she felt him start, white-hot pleasure causing her to blank and skip her thoughts entirely.
"H-holy fuck..." she breathed out, her head pushing against the concrete wall too, hips already trying to grind against the heavenly stimulation on their own accord. "Y-you are doing great-" she breathed out, hoping that was enough to get him to never stop before either of them dropped dead.
Just like that, she stopped chastising herself, instead, she recalled each decision that led her to this exact moment, trying to figure out what thing she did right to get rewarded so handsomely.
Her body didn't care about her attempts to understand how she ended up here, as another shudder ran up her spine, tingling her very brain. Izuku's shockingly skillful tongue stimulating her to the point of her legs starting to twitch with the misfirings of her neurons on their path to demolish her mind.
Even under the skies of the cold rainy night, she could feel herself burning up under his touch, almost melting from the heat of the pleasure she was being bombarded with. The sensations of his tongue lapping against her growing hazy, her senses starting to get frazzled by pleasure, making her feel like there was more than one tongue caressing her sensitive spots.
She actually screamed lewdly when his tongue pushed inside her, mouth lolling open afterward, making it easier to let out all the short pants that bubbled up her throat.
Nineteen or not, the kid had the tongue of a pro, reaching her sensitive folds, the tip teasing just the right spots, making her see sparks on the edge of her vision as arcs of electricity sparked through every single one of her neurons drowning them with pleasure.
Then everything went white.
When cohesion returned to her mind, she was clasping his hair tightly against her, legs shaking and chattering against his head, crushing it between her thighs, throat sore from a scream she didn't even remember letting out. Pleasure still echoing through her senses.
"F-fuck... Izuku..." she managed to pant out, air filling her lungs again. "A-almost blacked out there..."
She felt him finally relent, pulling back slowly, before lapping one last time- probably to ensure she wouldn't drip- but at that moment she could only think about how damn good that felt.
She felt him slowly allow her down, guiding her with his strong, gentle hands. She knew it was probably due to all the hormones flowing through her system after that orgasm, but she couldn't help but get even more smitten by just how gentle his rough calloused hands were.
The hero was a walking bundle of contradictions, maybe that was how the two of them ended up doing what they were.
"Did I do okay?" he mumbled out meekly, eyes locked onto hers, even as his tongue darted out swiftly to lick at his lips.
Fuck it .
She responded by hooking an arm around him and twisting the two of them around, pinning him
against the wall she was leaning on.
His blush and stutter after all he did was just the cherry on top of the cute cake, and she wanted a bite.
Then, she did it.
She did what she thought she would never do. She kissed a hero fully on the lips, melting against his frame.
After his initial shock seemingly melted away, his hands finding their spots on her utility belt, his skilled tongue reaching out and greeting hers as they deepened the kiss in a mutual decision neither really thought about.
Her lungs started aching from the lack of air before she even dared to pull away, not willing to break their lip-lock until she absolutely needed to.
"Yes," she breathed out, feeling her lungs whine inside her. But she really didn't care what they had to say. "You did amazing."
Izuku looked up to her like she was a Goddess, came to grace him with her majesty. She guiltily admitted to herself that she could get used to that look.
She wanted to give him more reasons to look at her like that; an idea bubbled up in her lust-soaked mind, her tongue darting out to lick her own lips again. "Let me return fire."
By the time Izuku managed to mutter out "did you just pun" her hands were already done unbuckling his utility belt, teasing the tent on his shorts gently.
She paused for a second, looking up at him with a slightly embarrassed smile on her face. "...how do I take your suit off?"
He grunted gently, disappointment tangible in his eyes as he whimpered lightly. Instead of answering her, he lifted the mouthguard that was on his neck, getting a handle on the zipper under it and starting to pull down.
Nagant needed to find his designer, and thank them personally for gracing her with the beautiful sight of Izuku's chest slowly getting revealed as the zipper traveled down his body.
She couldn't help herself, slowly standing back up and kissing his exposed neck, one hand gently landing on his begging for control of the zipper softly, while the other pushed against his pecs, gently rubbing and kneading his toned muscles.
She didn't need to see into the future to know that she was addicted to him groan before the sound even finished reverberating out of him. "You like that, huh?" she cooed , shocking even herself with her little taunt.
Izuku moved his head to the side shyly, relenting the control of the zipper to her and giving her even more access to kiss and bite the sensitive skin of his neck. Which she accepted greedily, grazing his neck with her teeth making him shudder and groan even more.
"Good boy." she mewled out, loving the amount of power she had over him.
That's the moment she knew she had fucked up, his expressive eyes giving her a look so full of love and lust it made her feel empty deep down but so full in her heart. Nothing else mattered, not the rain showering the two, not the future of society, not why they had met.
All that mattered was that she was not gonna let go of him until she finished indulging all of her carnal desires that she had ignored for so long. She only hoped he would return the favor.
"Izuku," she whispered, leaning up to his ear finally leaving his neck alone. "How far do you want to go?"
For once, his meek voice didn't greet her. Rather a voice more fitting his body and profession huskily leaked out of his lips and greeted her senses. "Till we can't go further."
She smiled, softly and lustily. He had a knack for getting her like this, and they had just met less than a few hours ago. "Read my mind, Hero~ "
"Hawks what's your ETA?" Endeavour barked through the comm system built into his glasses, hard enough for his head to wince away from the source.
Endeavour had never been a doting father to teenagers, not even his own. A dark part of him questioned if this sudden change was due to the revelations with Touya. But he buried it deep, smiling even if his idol couldn't see it. "I'm not so sure, there isn't much action to hint where they could've gone!"
The line went silent once more. "D-do you think she took him out already?"
Despair attempted to cling onto Hawks once more, but he was one slippery bitch for that concept to ever grab hold. "Knowing what you told me about his fight with Shigaraki- I'm ready to assume the other way around, Endeavour"
"Then why hasn't he contacted us just yet?" the older man asked, voice still dripping with worry.
"I don't kn-" he paused when he thought he heard something, stopping mid-air with a lot less finesse than he once could. "I think I hear something, checking it out."
"Keep me updated!"
He clicked the button on the side of his comms, letting silence and the pitter-patter of rain wash over him, trying to hear what he heard.
It was morbid to be in a city so silent but it was helping him now, he could hear even the softest of- Moans...?
His eyes widened as he rushed the best he could in his sorry state, flying over the building he
thought was the source of the... Moans...
He caught a glimpse before his brain frazzled to a stop, and his body simply flew right past the two, crashing onto the wall of another building, knocking the air out of his lungs.
Hawks turned his communicator back on, clinging to the window as he slowly slid down the smooth surface of the skyscraper that had halted his flight "...Endeavor, I got visual on Deku."
"W- Is he alright?"
"...He's- uh..." he gulped trying to find some words to put it gently. Fuck it . "He's bedding Nagant, I think."
The line went silent for a while.
" Goddammit, he was supposed to do that to Fuyumi!"
Hawks blinked, turned off the communicator, and looked to the skies. "What is my life?"
"Oh God you are big!" Nagant squeaked as Izuku shuddered under her, her hands still on his boxers even after she pulled them down. "I- I thought you were wearing a cup or something, what did your Mom feed you? "
His hands landed on his face as a shy whine escaped. White-hot embarrassment washed over him, reminding him that he was getting that question on a skyscraper's roof, under the rain, with his hero suit unzipped enough to have his dick out, under a woman he had met mere hours ago.
He was lucky that he had learned not to die from embarrassment years ago.
He sure felt like he was going to, every time, especially right now. "H-Haruka please ."
The woman over his legs flinched, looking away from his dick and back to his face again, then her entire face twitched, probably realizing that she was staring, and even drooling. She rubbed her mouth with the back of her hand before her eyes grew focused again. "Right- sorry I-"
She gulped, and Izuku felt worried again.
"I don't think I can take this without lube..."
Why did she say that with the undertones of hung-
His world stopped and his head crashed against his mouthguard as he attempted to take a look at what he felt.
Nagant gave him a playful wink as she kissed his tip again, before rolling her tongue around his tip slowly, teasing the sensitive spongy skin in its entirety. She pulled back and made a show of smacking his aching dick against her cheek, smiling up to him. "Did I do ok?"
He gulped, and tore off his mouth guard, making it easier for him to watch the show she was putting on just for him. "You are doing great."
He was surprised his voice sounded so deep at that moment. Nagant seemed to approve too, as she kissed his tip one last time before slowly swallowing it, making the lewdest sounds he could imagine while doing so.
His eyes shut and head hit the roof of the building, not even the feeling of her mouth over him could compare to how good those soft mewls and lewd suckles sounded to his ears. Suddenly he felt extreme pressure around his base, and then he felt the explosive force of an orgasm wreck through his tired body.
His hips jerked up and his eyes rolled back, feeling very much overstimulated by Nagant as she sucked while slowly pulling her head back up from his shaft, letting go with an audible pop, making his climaxing member shudder with the stimulation right after his orgasm.
"Quickshot~" she teased back as his eyes refocused, and Izuku managed to see what that pressure was.
She had pinched her fingers around his base, effectively stopping him from spilling out anything, and causing him to stiffen past what he naturally could, his member twitching angrily at the prospect. But, he had no issues with her actions as the ache was divine .
And for the nth time, he was worried if he was a masochist or not. That would've explained so damn much.
"Don't zone out on me just yet," Nagant urged, before the pressure left his base, his entire body twitching heavily as his member wobbled with the sudden freedom, leaking copious amounts of precum.
Both looked at the occurrence before Nagant laughed giddily. "So that does work!"
Izuku couldn't handle how cute she sounded in that instance. It was as if her true self was cutting
through her cynicism. "W-why did you do that?"
She turned to shoot a smug look at him, the sparkle in her eyes almost blinding him. "For lube."
"Lub-" He attempted to ask, but his words cut off as he hissed, fragmenting his question. Her hand had returned back to his member, and her finger was teasing his tip, starting to spread the liquid she had coaxed out of his body.
"See how slick this is?" she cooed, rolling her finger around his member with ease as her spit and his juices mixed together.
He nodded dumbly, struggling to get even that basic motion out. His muscles were twitching and tensing too much for anything more complicated.
A finger had no right to be that pleasurable, but under Nagant's will, it seemed even something so insignificant could feel like Heaven itself.
"Now then..." she stammered, blushing a little once more, as her hand left his member and landed on the ground right next to his head, its sibling joining it on the other side moments later. "...You still sure about this?"
By all means, Izuku shouldn't fuck the villain who was trying to incapacitate him a few hours ago.
But they had moved past that a long time ago; now he could imagine doing nothing but enjoying himself with her until their bodies gave out.
He gulped, and hoped he gave her a sensual look as his hands landed on her rear, pulling up her skirt before sliding under it, feeling her soft butt against his hands for the first time.
"Are you?" he asked, instead of answering.
Her response was prodding his tip with her folds with a lewd smirk.
It's taking too long. Chisaki's brain hollered in its confines within his skull. It should be done already. I should be back with...
"Boss," he uttered aloud, managing to open the roof access with his knee and a shove from his shoulder, almost falling face-first onto the ground before he managed to regain his balance, searching the skies for the woman that had a deal with him.
Rage built up in his body as he was unable to see her anywhere. Had she left him before holding up her end of the bargain? How could she?!
"NAGANT!" he screamed, uncaring who could hear him "ARE YOU DONE YET? WE GOTTA GET BACK TO TH-"
A gloved hand slapped over his mouth followed by a shushing on his side. His eyes slowly turned to glare at the blonde holding a hand over his mouth. "She is... preoccupied for a bit, how may I, Hawks, be of help to you; Overhaul?"
The apathetic glare the hero shot him didn't stick, and Chizaki shook his hand off, freeing his mouth. At least the dirty hero wore gloves. "Bring me back to the boss."
"...All for One?" Hawks asked with a tilt of his head.
" No, Not him! My boss!"
"...Do you- not know their name?"
Chisaki flinched, then looked down with a sniffle. "Boss..."
When it finally pushed in, Nagant realized that she didn't really care what their circumstances were anymore. And she could see the exact same thing reflected back in the big eyes of the man she was sharing this moment of passion with.
The real world could wait till morning. Right now, the only thing she really wanted to do was to feel the carnal pleasure of everything that she was doing with the man under her.
To that end, she let her legs go limp, making her body slide all the way down to Izuku's base with her weight behind it, his tip slamming against something deep in her core as her thighs clapped against his, the combination of sensations making her shudder with ecstasy.
Her arms gave out before she could get a handle on the searing amount of pleasure coursing through her veins, limply falling onto his chest with a happy mewl. Izuku returned the gesture with a grunt of his own, hands leaving her rear and ghosting their way up to her back, the man gently rubbing circles on her back.
His gentleness still surprised her, even after all the interactions they shared up to this point, even as she melted against him with the contact, nuzzling while gently gyrating her hips in an attempt to get used to his size. By all means, the man that had busted the hole through the building they were on should not be able to have this level of gentleness with his hands.
But Izuku did, and she loved it all the more.
He broke the gentle and soft silence between them, combing his hand through her hair and urging her to look him in the eyes. "Do you wanna continue...?"
"Let me savor this a little bit longer..." she mewled, not really caring how intimate they were getting for complete strangers. In the middle of an empty city, under the rain.
Part of her was scared at how little she cared anymore, another shushed that part too, urging her to continue. She scooted up slightly, Izuku noticing the motion and replying in kind as the two of them shared another kiss. Soft and affectionate, the kind lovers would share.
One she thought she would never get to have.
After they broke apart she saw Izuku's concern before she felt the tears sliding down her cheeks. She was just as confused as he was worried, his hand leaving her back and rubbing the tears off her cheeks with his thumb. She couldn't help but lean into the contact.
She couldn't really find the words to describe that she was shedding happy tears, not without sounding desperate. So she tried to come up with something else
"Haruka... is everything ok?" he mumbled, not letting her think of something. But she didn't mind, her heart fluttered instead.
Wait.
Why did her heart flutter when he said her name? Why did she want him to say it... more...
"Oh." she squeaked, pieces falling into place in her mind, truly understanding her situation. Even as Izuku looked up at her, flabbergasted. He was even going soft inside her.
Can't have that.
She smiled, and pulled her hips up slightly, before letting her weight slam them back down, moaning as pleasure made her mind hazy again.
He squeaked out her name, starting to rapidly harden again. "W-what gives!"
"I might be falling for you." She admitted, tossing her worries to the wind. "You better take responsibility~"
"I-uh..." He devolved into a mumbling mess, but she didn't let him get too lost in his own mind, slamming down on his dick again, causing both to moan out in union, Haruka succumbing to giggling when she caught her breath. She was feeling way too giddy not to.
Izuku, on the other hand, panted lightly his powerful chest heaving her body up and down with the very action, reminding her that she was still very much laying on top of him while bouncing her hips up and down. She giggled at that too.
Izuku had managed to make her forget where she was in the little time between her shedding happy tears and starting to move again.
"Izuku." she breathed out, finally calming down somewhat, her giggles subsiding. "Don't worry- those were happy tears."
He sighed with relief, hand gently tapping his forehead with a soft smack. "Start with that!"
Haruka decided that she loved messing with Izuku right then and there. "Why? Were you worried about little ol' me?"
"Yes!?" he huffed out, hands clasping around her torso. "Why shouldn't I be?"
It shouldn't have, after all they had done. Him simply caring for her wellbeing shouldn't really have shocked her at all.
But she was still stunned at how easily he said the words aloud, how much conviction he had under his question.
Even with her background, for a moment she was certain that even without the intimacy- without their more civil interactions, he would've still cared for her well-being.
Even after she had shot him, and tried to take him hostage.
What a guy...
Her cheeks warmed up further, and she broke out into a bigger smile "You're the real deal."
He probably didn't even understand what she was referring to before she flipped them over, hooking her legs around his waist and pulling his head closer to hers, making their foreheads touch as they gazed into each other's eyes. "Now fuck me 'till I can't stand."
Izuku blinked, then his face hardened slightly, a slight lewd smirk blooming on his face. " Yes, Ma'am. "
Izuku didn't know what came over him when she said those words, or what made him think responding that way was necessary.
Honestly, at this point, he really didn't give a damn.
His anxiety washed off him, and all he wanted to do was to -for once in his life- not care about what he was doing, and just do it.
So he let go.
Didn't even attempt to let his mind catch up to his body, gave into his most primal instincts. And
moved.
His hips smacked against hers with a satisfying clap, her legs tightening around him and rewarding him with those soft little mewls he came to love, her eyes almost rolling back, eyebrows stitched up with pleasure. A second later she managed to get used to the pleasure, face slowly morphing back into a coy smirk "I thought you were gonn-"
He silenced her with another kiss, starting to move faster and faster, pushing against her legs her lower lips as they attempted to keep him in, almost slipping out, before shoving himself back with her aid, slamming into her and rattling both of them with the feeling of pure ecstasy.
He chuckled softly, leaning and pushing his head against the nape of her neck as his powerful legs moved to and fro, pleasure searing through both of their bodies, the lewd sounds of their union barely covered by the sound of rain. "Better?" he managed to grunt out between groans of pleasure escaping his own lips.
"Y-yesh!~" Haruka managed to moan out, her back arching and pushing her chest against his torso in the process.
She felt so soft against his frame.
His arm hooked around the small of her back, another bursting into the concrete of the roof and getting a hold of the metal rebar under it, giving him a great anchor point. He winced with pleasure when he slammed into her again, his new grip letting him delve deeper within her silky insides.
She approved of the change with a long moan, her legs unhooking from his back for a moment to extend out, thighs twitching against his frame weakly. They fell limply against him again after he started thrusting in full in the position once more, his senses filling with pleasure from below and the soft happy mewls of his partner from above.
If heaven wasn't anything like this, Izuku didn't want anything to do with that place.
"Izuku!" Haruka screamed, hands finding their way between his suit and back, and clawing as she climaxed around him, her core convulsing and tightening around him like a vice as she did so, causing him to peter closer to his own edge. But, a year of learning to control his body gave him better command over such things, and he was not spilling anything in her without protection, so he held steady, even as her body tried to milk him desperately.
Her climax finally subsided moments later, going limp against him again, panting against his ear with the tangible afterglow. "You..." she breathed happily, hand running up to comb through his hair affectionately, before tightening playfully. "We are not done till you cum too, Izuku."
He felt himself twitch within her at the declaration. "...inside?"
She leaned down and nibbled on his ear sloppily, licking its upper part, making his body tingle all
the way down. "And everywhere else. Mark me as yours."
Something within him break hearing those words leave her lips, and he heard himself growl hungrily, Haruka giggling lewdly at his response. "Love you Izuku~"
Part of him knew she had uttered those words in the high of her climax, and probably didn't mean anything more than just that. But that part of him got ignored by the entirety of his being as his hand gripping the rebar bent it. "I'll start now. I don't know when I'll stop."
Haruka was excited about the warning more than anything else, her arms hooking around his neck and pulling him into yet another kiss.
By the time cohesion returned to Izuku's thoughts, the morning sun was shining through the window, raw hot pleasure throbbing along his body as he railed into Haruka, one of her legs over his shoulder, held in place by his arm hugging it against his sweaty frame.
Not even stopping the harsh thrusting, he took in the visual of it all. They had shed their costumes, her breasts freely bouncing with each and every shove forwards. In the empty apartment they had commandeered, its bed shuddering under his harsh motions.
They were a mess, true to her word Haruka was covered in his essence, eyes hazy with lust with a dopey open-mouthed smile plastered over her face, a line of drool escaping the side of her lips, along with drops of his seed on her cheek, she still looked stunning. The sight alone reminded him of the feeling of her mouth around his shaft, dragging him ever closer to his own climax.
He started noticing the sounds too, hearing her chanting his name with love and affection, her fingers gently squeezing around his, right to the side of her head. She mewled softly, her walls weakly climaxing around him reminding him of all the times it had happened throughout the
night.
Unlike the first time he felt that exact thing, he didn't slow down nor even attempt to hold himself back. Leaning forward he captured her mouth with his, seeing her eyes fluttering before his own eyes closed shut, sharing another searing kiss with bruised and puffy lips as he sped up with the power of One for All at its bare minimum.
Once again, he came harshly, his entire body shuddering and twitching, but he didn't relent continuing to thrust into her as he pumped all he had inside her, almost wheezing into the kiss as he did so. Their mutual orgasm rattling both their tired bodies past their limits, the action of thrusting becoming impossible to continue as finally, his legs gave out under him, causing him to slump against his lover.
He could feel the slight bulge of her over-filled womb against his chest as he laid there, Haruka tiredly squeezing his hand affectionately as they shared the moment of utter bliss and exhaustion together. He broke the moment to urge his body to move one last time, rolling to his side and letting the leg he had pinned against him swing back to a comfortable position.
Haruka giggled at the action, managing to roll her body to nuzzle over his chest, still panting and twitching from the aftershocks of her own battle against the mind-numbing flood of pleasure. "Y- you were pent up huh?" she mumbled, her voice rough from all the screaming.
Izuku grunted an agreement, hooking an arm around her with effort, feeling the weight of her squish against him, their bodies melting together like they were supposed to belong. A strand of Blackwhip shot out from his hand, pulling the covers over them.
By the time he woke back up, it was midday, and Haruka was petting his hair gently, looking down at him with affectionate eyes. It shouldn't have felt right considering they were perfect strangers a little more than a day ago, but nothing felt amiss.
"Why?" she asked simply, her smile drooping with the weight of the question. "...I know I was- well desperate and lonely... But why did you go along with this- with me?"
Honestly, that was a question he was not prepared to answer so early back into his consciousness. But she deserved an answer, and Izuku refused to not give her one.
Even if he didn't really know the answer to it either, at least not consciously. "...Your eyes too," he hummed, trying to feel out what was making him gravitate towards the sniper. "They had this- darkness to them. Not the way murderous villains have, not the one apathetic murderers wore. It's like..."
He paused, at a loss for how to describe what he saw in her beautiful eyes, to tell her what his body felt. What his brain couldn't understand but felt. "It's like you witnessed the darkness of society, but came out the other end tired but- still a hero."
She laughed, some happy tears landing on his cheeks, pulling his attention back from getting lost in her eyes. "Smooth-talking bastard..."
"I'm serious!" he exclaimed, sitting up and facing her, grabbing her hands in the process. "You could've gone for my spine with the first shot, but you didn't! Even after everything you've been through- even after working for All for One, you still refuse to be anything like him!" His grip tightened on her hands, and he gazed deep into her eyes, unintentionally leaning forward and pressing his forehead against hers. "I-I know it's too much to ask but please, fight with us. I know you can't bear to see this darkness over Japan either."
"Idiot..." Haruka huffed, leaning and kissing him on the lips again. "I can't say no if you ask me like that..."
"Why are we in here?" Hawks questioned, lazing on the couch of the apartment Deku had barged into in his- on second thought, he'd rather not think about that.
But the length of which it went on for was impressive as hell.
"Where else would we stay while trying to protect Deku?" Endeavor barked back, his voice still impactful even as he sat on a dining chair too small for his frame.
"Honestly, I'm just happy he got some rest." All Might hummed back, manning the stove as he cooked up something new. Hawks didn't even know the man could cook, the previous number one was just full of surprises.
Best Jeanist shrugged, continuing to write down his contact information for the owner of the house, hoping to leave it for when they returned from whichever hero school they had been shipped off to for their protection. The fellow blonde had insisted on covering for the costs of everything to be 'proper'.
"-All I'm saying is I need another woman with us to help me with you!"
All the men in the living room perked up at the feminine voice escaping through the bedroom the missing two had holed back up in.
"N-no I- don't think we need something like that, Haruka," Izuku argued back, shuffling of clothes reverberating out of the room.
"Ok, then, I want a girlfriend." The door swung open, Lady Nagant wearing nothing but a loose button-up shirt and boxers walking out, one arm around Izuku for balance as the other rubbed a towel over her hair. "I'm sure you've got some women loving you from the sidelines, just ask one of them."
Izuku grumbled softly at the offer, one arm hooked around her waist to make sure the woman didn't fall, wearing nothing but sweatpants, face stuck in an expression that just screamed 'what am I going to do with you?'.
The two hadn't noticed anyone else in the house, lost in each other's eyes and the inane argument.
"Are you done yet!? You promised to take me to the boss!"
Hawks wanted to punch Overhaul in the mouth.
Both their faces turned to the offending voice, Izuku's eyes flaring up with anger at the sight "You had- Overhaul with you!? Why? "
"He was gonna help ID you," she shot back, shrugging slightly. "Why, you got a problem with him? I figured you weren't the type to hold a grudge."
"Yeah, I got a problem with him! He tortured a 6-year-old for years!?" he shot back, fully turning to face his- partner(?)
Haruka's eyes widened, the arm over his shoulders folding over and her rifle jutting out in a fluid motion. "I'll fucking kill him."
Izuku's free hand wrapped around the barrel, pushing towards the ceiling. "Wait- no, no need to get that harsh-"
"Izuku it's fine I've got so much blood on my hands already one more body won't change anything- let me just kill him!" she argued back, bumping her head against his as her rifle fought against the man's grip, her other hand already preparing a bullet from her hair. "Just one less monster on the planet, it's fine!"
"Ahem." The two turned to face Endeavour, glaring at the two, his mask igniting. "Deku we need to talk."
" You had Endeavor with you?" Nagant shot back, her rifle telescoping back into her arm.
"Yes, he did! Now!" The man almost tipped the table and the chair he was sitting on over as he shot up from his seat, pulling a picture of Fuyumi out of his pocket "Midoriya you need to do what you did to Nagant to my daughter!"
A beat passed, everyone shocked silent as the man attempted to force the picture into the hand Izuku had around Nagant's rifle moments ago. "Her ovaries are drying up as we speak! She got two new cats Izuku, you need to fuck her and continue the Todoroki bloodline before it's too late!"
"I'm- uh- honored, but no thank you-" Izuku offered, shooting hand up in utter disbelief at what was going on.
Nagant, on the other hand, pulled the picture out of Endeavor's grip and pulled it close to her face, staring at the picture of the other woman. "She's cute, why not? I'd love to share you with her."
Izuku's head whipped to stare at the sniper. "Haruka no. "
"Nagant YES." Endeavor didn't miss a beat; his hand landing on the younger hero's shoulder with a resounding clap. "Midoriya please listen to your girlfriend, one of her cats is named Nyan Might I need you to impregnate her!"
"Oh! She named a cat after me?" All Might asked, pulling the attention to him. "I'm honored!" Nagant dropped the picture she was holding in shock. "That's All- what the hell happened to you
while I was in prison? "
Hawks tuned out the conversation after that, staring at the ceiling. 'What is my life?'
End Notes
still not having fun with canon, so I decided to make my own fun, hope y'all enjoyed this- thing
honestly, I don't even know anymore it's just 7K words of porn, crack and a dash of fluff
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