Izuku was running to oblivion. He didn't know where to go. The signs and the directions of exiting the part have vanished. If they weren't gone, they were etched and scrawled in another language. Although he was familiar with the English language but not with Esperanto. Be as it may, he was creating a distance to get away from Yang. Her declaration of love to him and the forcing of herself on him was too much the emerald teen could bear. If this were in a different light, he would have found this alluring and attractive.

He and Ochako haven't gone that far when it came to kissing. She was sensitive, shaken like a leaf whenever the thought of going to another base was discussed. Honestly, the duo hasn't really put a label on their relationship. Especially since they have begun recognizing their harbored feelings in only the last couple of weeks.

It was by the grace of God that Ochako is on a temporary sabbatical leave in the United States. She had just left a few days ago. She won't return to Japan until after three months.

How long does he have to run in order to get away from Yang? The woods were dark and murky. He swore he had seen that battered rock. He thought he had already seen that torn oak tree. Has he been running in circles? He was exhausted. His cold body was getting the best of him. Nevertheless, just like Katsuki has told him whenever he and his cronies would chase Izuku, he was born to run.

Imagine me and you, I do

I think about you day and night, it's only right

To think about the girl you love and hold her tight

So happy together

The sound of Yang's hollering filled the woods. He couldn't see her but he could hear her. Her cackling filled the area, indicating that the blonde was close. Dreadfully close.

If I should call you up, invest a dime

And you say you belong to me and ease my mind

Imagine how the world could be, so very fine

So happy together

His vision was bright enough to find a ravine. He kept himself hidden from the tree. Her voice was like a siren, cawing and harboring any elements of nature to listen to her pleas, to her cries for her beloved Izuku. His heart was panting. His perception was getting lost. He didn't know where he was going or where he was heading. One thing was for certain - Yang wasn't that far.

He could hear footprints.

Me and you and you and me

No matter how they toss the dice, it had to be

The only one for me is you, and you for me

So happy together

"So, happy together, Izuku! You and me, me and you! Where are you, my little fishy?"

There wasn't any time to spare, he needed to run. He gathered all of his might and just darted into the darkness. Her siren-like voice hollowed into the night. This time, he could hear gaining ground. As if this woman was trained to handle surroundings like these. Then it hit him. Oh, God! Why did it occur to me that she is a huntress! In other words, this was a game to the blonde. This chase, this scene, everything was a game. That alone incited the fear of God as he knew she was smelling his fear. She can hear him move. Especially when she hollered out the next few words.

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you

For all my life

Izuku looked up. Perched on the tree like an owl, there was Yang Xiao Long. She descended from the tree, only to land inches from him. The emerald teen was taken aback as he fell backward and landed on the brush of dead leaves.

"When you're with me, baby the skies'll be blue, for all my life," she said melodically when closing in on him. Yang loved the chase. As if it was a mating call, her cinnamon roll did a stunning performance. She always knew that foreigners were strange with their way of life and how they interact in their habitat. Nevertheless, didn't expect such a supple offering from him. As she grabbed her rosy cheeks, she felt praised and graciously honored by him. "Ready or not, here I come! I love you and oi, have I found you!"

Now we are up to speed on where Yang and Izuku reside….

Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat as he was witnessing an unfolding event. Just like his quirk, his virginity was being robbed by a beautiful blonde from Vale. The blonde's pupils were heart-shaped.

"Didn't you hear me? I am going to rescue you! Don't worry, I am saving you. Even if your heart isn't ready, I was going to do it anyway! Your heart will learn love this! Oum, such a mightily supple pecker. I hope there weren't any shrews that wanted contact with this. For it now the property of Yang Xiao Long-Midoriya!"

With her pussy lined against his sturdy cock, she was ready to perform the act of lovers. She knew that her beloved wouldn't resist. If he did, it was probably another test to contest her and to show her undying loyalty. No matter what, even if he said yes, she wasn't going to stop. She wanted his dick inside of her. She wanted to fill his hot seed bombarding her cavern. For this, too, is a special occasion.

"Please, Yang!"

"No matter what you say, I know your heart. Please don't fight this. Deep down, you want it, too. Amazing, your hot liquid is frothing like a refrigerator. I can tell you are an easy spurter. It's okay if you want to release it. I wouldn't mind if you like to."

Yang was giving Izuku a gift that only a woman can give him - her virginity.

Admittedly, she had played the field and they were little boys. She had her occasional affairs with the Faunus. As much as she cared about her best friend, it was their undying love for the cinnamon roll that separates their friendship. If Blake could be supportive, she could make a great bridesmaid and maybe a pet to her and Izuku. However, Izuku Midoriya was hers for the taking and there was nothing a bastard or bitch would do to stop it.

Yang didn't care that she was robbing his virginity. In a sense, he was playing hard to get. She was aware of his intel. He wasn't called Defenseless Izuku out of kicks and giggles. Of course, she had arduous thoughts about a certain blonde bastard following her impregnation from Izuku. She had a plan. She was going to write Katsuki a cliche cherry-blossom scented love letter and place it on his desk. The following day, she would leave cookies and candy containing novocaine and Propofol in case the meeting wouldn't suffice. If the meeting suffices, then she would have some choice words and strenuous action with him regarding her cinnamon roll. A place where there were certainly no witnesses. Hopefully, by the time that occurs and after finding his unconscious body, she would be on a ship with her beloved with forged wedding papers and heading for their honeymoon to parts unknown.

"Yang, think of the consequences."

"I understand, Izuku. Thank you! Thank you for forcing myself onto you to show that you need to be rescued."

She also knew that Izuku wouldn't do anything to harm women as it wasn't in his nature.

To show that there was insurance with this, she swallowed some fertility pills. Today was certainly not a safe day and she didn't mind investing in her future and sabotaging his for the sake of their child.

In a way, Izuku Midoriya reminded her of a certain blonde Arc boy. And if the intel was correct, a Midoriya wouldn't back down on his word.

"Yang! Please!"

"Nope! If I can't have it willingly, then I am going to rape you. You're mine!"

Izuku struggled without any avail. Yang's hands gripped tightly onto the snowy ground. Her strength and her flushed face that accompanied her heart-shaped pupils indicated that there was no saving her. Izuku swallowed the lump in his throat, crying out to God to make her stop. He wasn't ready to give himself to anyone. He was saving for that special person. He closed his eyes, finally ready to accept the fate unfolding at this particular juncture.

He was hoping that that special person could probably be Ochako Uraraka.

"Ochako!"

Yang paused, causing her face to contort when hearing her lover saying another woman's name. "Ochako?!" Izuku snapped his eyes open. Yang's voice trailed away. She sounded like she was mumbling. She kept her grips on Izuku's wrist. It sounded like someone was speaking in tongues. It reminded him of class 1-B's Ibara Shiozaki whenever she blessed the classrooms after school ends.

"Yang? Are you okay?" It wasn't the right choice of words to say to his classmate/prospective rapist. Nevertheless, the caring and compassionate side was kicking it. From his position, it sounded like she was sniffling.

"Ochako? Ochako?" The blonde teen proceeded to sniffle. That alone lessened the grip on his wrist. He had thought to play it smoothly to distract the teen in order to run off and get help.

However, upon lifting his head, her face turned back to his. Her cheeks were lighting up as she held onto them like a squirrel stuffed with nuts. Her eyes remained heart-shaped. Slowly, her pussy was gradually entering his dick.

"Ochako?! Ochako?! That is a funny way of pronouncing Yang in Japanese!" She released a loud cackle into the heavens. There was a momentary silence in their snow-filled world. She lowered her face, placing her lips to his ear. "Whoever this Ochako is, I can do much better." She bit into his earlobe, gnawing it gently. "No struggling now, I-zu-ku! I hear it only hurts for a moment. Clench your teeth!" Izuku cried out for his mother when feeling the insertion of his cock inside of Yang's tight, virgin pussy.

Izuku gnashed his teeth upon the contact of entry into her vagina. Upon contact, he felt the hot liquid seeping out onto his throbbing, swollen dick. It was a bit painful at first, the blonde thought. However, it mattered not as she was the first out of the other RWB to have her way with him. She knew Blake had gotten to him first. However, just like as they were at Beacon, it took the daughter of Raven to always finish a task.

Izuku was definitely not an exception.

"We've finally exchanged gifts, Izuku! Congratulations," she cried happily as tears were dripping from her eyes to his cheeks. The hotness of her blood continued to excite his dick. He wasn't sure if it was the coldness of the snowy night but his body wasn't listening to his mind. As of now, his body was going into auto-drive and it was seeking to breed. Izuku's bare cock is inside of me! Inside of me! This is the cock I've dreamed of since my meeting him! I've masturbated terribly to the feeling of him inside of me and I am living it! Why do you making me feel this way? Your tear-stained face, your cries. It is like you are asking me to rape you.

"No! No! No, Yang! What about a condom? I am not ready to take care of children," cried Izuku as he couldn't move. By this time, Yang was gyrating her hips as she aggressively thrust her body onto him. Flopping and slopping sounds were filling the night. Yang was intertwining her hands with his fingers. She smiled in delight, making love in the twilight. The snow angels were dancing and she was exhilarated beyond measure.

"That's sweet to think about your future, Izuku," she told while she continued thrusting. "However, it's our future. Don't worry! I will be sure that you make a great househusband, Papa! Now, please, baby, shut up! Lay back, relax, and allow yourself to breed our kids into me." She leaned backward, grabbing her panties from her leg. "As much as I love your girly moans, no need for resistance. Remember, I am doing this for us. For our future, sweetie. Now, let me shut up these pretty lips of yours." Izuku groaned as she inserted her moist panties into his mouth.

"Oum, why are you this adorable? This painful expression! That unbearably cute plea in your muffled cries," said Yang as she continued gyrating her flesh onto him. "I'm doing this for you, baby! I am doing this for us! We are going to get married. We are going to have children. I will make you forget this Ochako. For we are no longer are going to be strangers." Each time she spoke, she felt her womb being stabbed by his cock. She knew a man would be capable of reproducing in moments like this. She just loved seeing her cinnamon roll becoming refined to become the husband of her caliber. "After this moment, I am going to be your wife, forever and ever."

Feeling her womb stabbed was making her crazy. Knowing his angry member wanted nothing more to fill her with his mighty seed. She was ready. She had everything mapped out. "This is so beautiful," she cried. She grabbed hold of her breast, suckling it with all of her might. "This will be the very tits that will be leaking milk." She continued gyrating, letting her hair down like she was working a Sybian. Izuku was too lost that he wasn't aware that she had already let go of his wrist. Instinct was taking over as he was arching his back and breeding into Yang.

"There you go! Don't fight it! Just give in, Deku baby," she said. "You're my hero, Izuku. And no one else's! I am your lover for the night! The lover for the weekend! Your love for the rest of your life!" By that time, his eyes were rolling to the back of his head. She took advantage as she took his hands to fondle her tits.

"Yang," said Izuku. His muffled voice was weakly released. Izuku already gave in. His body was the victor. Her insides were soft, hot, and tight around his dick. "Yang," he said once more as he gripping onto her swollen tits. I can't think straight. My mind is going blank!

Everything went silent to Izuku. Yang delightfully ravished him. His body continued thrusting.

Yang was drooling from her mouth. She loved that soft feeling of his body. Who needed a Free bodypillow of Rin Matsuoka where there was a personal one upon her. His flawless skin, his cute freckles. His soft hair, his cute eyes. It now belonged to her. "Izuku! Izuku! Izuku!" Her luscious flesh proceeded in gyrating faster. She lowered her body onto him. Kissing him on the neck, biting his ear lobe before inserting her canines into his neck. She broke the skin, tasting his blood and making her claim on him. Her pussy was near the climax. She wasn't going to last longer. "Izuku! Izuku! I love you, Izuku!" She shouted to the heavens before releasing the floodgates of her pussy juices. She shuddered in ecstasy. Her trembling body was hovering over him. Caught in the ebb and flow, she continued gushing her juices onto his dick.

She whispered into his ear. "Look what you made me do! Sorry, sweetness, that I came before you. Your dick was just too damned good!" She lifted her body, seeing that Izuku was still conscious. She removed her panties from his mouth, creating a strong bridge of his saliva. Grabbing the panties, she slowly gnawed on them. She enjoyed the fusion of her juices and his own juices. "You taste delicious!" Yang lowered her head to claim his lips in a demanding, possessive kiss. Her tongue invaded his mouth to dominate his own tongue. Izuku accepted it, feeling the essence of her forced loving.

Adding insult to injury, the failure of losing his virginity commenced as his dick finally released his load of cum into her pussy. She remained still, accepting the warm liquid that was creating a new life in her body. She felt his hot, piping cum continued to leak like a hose until it could no longer release. She welcomed each spurt with love, filling the warm confines of her womb. She kept her eyes on Izuku, making sure he was witnessing her expression as she was ebbing in the pleasure.

He was panting, but still looking at Yang's smiling face. She gave a slight, devilish smirk. She didn't leave right away. She wanted a few moments of filling his hot seed inside of her. "Thank you for the gift," she told Izuku. The snow continued to fall onto their bodies. "I love you, Izuku! Even if you don't feel the same about me, I will make so until I have your child and bear your last name."

Izuku didn't say a word. There were two things he wanted - a warm shower and his mother.

Thirty minutes later….

Yang assisted Izuku with his clothing. He remained silent throughout the process. She knew he was too much in a daze to dart away from her while tying his shoe. She positioned him by the tree while she was getting dressed.

"I am going to the pharmacy in the morning to get some morning-after pills." Yang was lying. She was going to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test. She was aware of the risk of being a teenage huntress-to-be but she needed insurance. She knew she was risking her career in order to keep him and that was a risk she was willing to take. Even she had to take equivalency exams, she knew her cinnamon roll will be by her side.

"You were great, Izuku. I can never get away from this feeling. I won't ever let you get unfamiliar with my pussy. You're mine now, Izuku Midoriya! You are my boyfriend."

"..." Did you know what you have done," said Izuku within his mind. "I wasn't ready and you took it away! I was saving myself for the right girl! Plus, without a condom! What about the risk of pregnancy? We're still in school. We aren't ready to be parents!" These were things he wanted to say to Yang but words wouldn't produce from his lips.

"I will escort you back to your dorm," she told him while gathering their things. "We don't need to give people any suspicions. Even with my teammates."

"..."

"I would like you to be there at the entrance tomorrow to escort me on the first day of class," she said energetically while pulling up her panties. "You can carry my books and walk with me when coming to class." She clapped her hands. "This is so exciting! I hope our homeroom teacher let us sit together." Her face contorted. Although she wanted to show off her maiden voyage to the girls' faces, she still needed to keep an appearance. She released a Cheshire cat grin. "On second thought, we don't need to attract unnecessary attention." Yang took his cell phone and programmed her number and email. "I will call you. I want to have some more time with you. Get parfaits to split, watch a movie, cuddling together, studying together."

"..."

She raised her finger, winking in the process. "Oh, go and say, be with someone else, like that Ochako character, you wouldn't like the consequences." She pecked him on the cheek. "Let's take you home, my sweet."

Yang intertwined her hands with his as they were walking back to his dorm. She continued humming the Turtles' "So Happy Together" as they made back to the path. Izuku knew that he had to accept her demands. He knew that if she was capable of raping him, then she would incite harm to certain people.

To make matters worse, there was still laundry that needed tending. Tomorrow was going to be one of those days. He was grateful to God that he had purchased energy drinks from the convenience store.

Thirty minutes later….

Yang continued holding her boyfriend's hands as they were outside of his dorm. She gave him another kiss before hugging him tightly. "Get some rest, baby! We had a rough night of our furthering our acquaintanceship."

Izuku nodded, unable to look at her in the eye. She took hold of his chin. "Hey, I know you aren't ready to say it. I am sorry to force myself on you. Just remember that I am doing all for you. I love you, Izuku Midoriya!"

Izuku nodded obligatorily. Yang gave him a peck on the cheek before walking away from him. She walked a few paces before turning. She wanted to be sure that her prince was inside of the complex before heading back to her home. "Goodnight, my emerald prince!" She waved before blowing a kiss. "I love you!"

Izuku remained quiet as he took the elevator to his floor. He was nervous as he was hoping that Yang wasn't going to surprise him at his floor for another nightcap. Upon opening of the elevator doors, there was no Yang in sight. He finally released an audible sigh.

It was near midnight. No way he was going to worry about Shouto's bedsheets. In his defense, his sperm only contributed to the already existing sperm on his sheets. Izuku saw the motions of Shouto's sheets at night when he tried to sneak in a masturbating session. Momo's name was covered in those bed linings. Nevertheless, a deal was a deal. He made a note to set his clock early to wash the sheets before school. Once again, he was grateful that he had purchased energy drinks.

He unlocked the door to enter the dark dorm room. He didn't bother turning on the lights. He didn't want to see himself until he took a warm shower in the morning. He placed his stuff on his desk. He was contemplating calling his mother to stay with her for the weekend when putting his cold drinks in the mini-refrigerator.

After doing that, he took off his shirt. He knew a washing machine wasn't going to be enough to remove the stains. He thought about contacting his classmate and tech whiz, Mei Hatsume to using the kitchen in their spare time. He put on his red nightshirt and pulled off his pants. He found his gym shorts on the floor and put them on.

Rubbing the tired eyelids, he headed for bed. He sat down, rubbing his wrist. They were going to be purple. His neck, his eyes, all proof of Yang's having sex happened. Only the Lord knew what words were going to be said from the metropolis. So, a cap and a scarf would suffice.

He pulled the covers and crawled into bed. He sat his head on the pillow while looking into the ceiling.

As he turned his head over to face the wall, he was met with a set of blue eyes. He kept still. Rightfully so because she put her finger to her lips, enticing his silence. He followed suit. The moonlight shined upon her white hair. Her arm encircled his torso, pulling him close to her.

Just like Yang, she wore the same glaze in her stunning blue eyes. He couldn't forget about this one either.

Watch where you are going, you idiot!

Make lecherous contact with us, then you will pay the price!

Be careful where you touch, boy! Perverts like you make me sick!

The ice-cold, primmed, prissy, and pampered Snow Princess. Affectionately known from the others as Weiss Schnee.

"Make a false move and I will be forced to do things I will regret," she said with absoluteness in her voice. "Do the right thing and I promise you will feel good things." She placed her hand on his cheek, caressing it gently. "Nod if you understand."

He nodded his understanding. Weiss produced a smile. "Good! Quiet and docile! The way I want my boy to behave."

He whispered a prayer to God for mercy. Within one day, his eyes were cast upon Blake, Yang, and now Weiss. His night was far from over.

This was now Weiss' hour of absolute power.

To be continued….