Kolt was stunned; his mind began racing with the possibilities that he actually had a quirk. What could it be? How did he activate it? He needed to know everything about it. He only snapped back to the present when Uaraka began to sob and squirm beneath him, trying to free herself from his grip. Kolt pulled out of her and stood up. Looking down at the mess he made of her, he couldn't help but grin. A steady flow of cum leaked out of her, forming a small puddle on the ground. Her ass had a red hue where his hips had been slamming into. She managed to roll onto her side and bring her knees up to her chest to try and protect herself. Her eyes were wet from tears and the small bit of makeup she had on was streaked and smeared. She wasn't sobbing anymore, instead just glaring up at him, muffled words through her panties trying to escape her mouth.
The girl wasn't his main interest at that moment; instead, he wanted to know what this new power of his could do. He let his instincts take over, trying to figure out what his body was trying to tell him to do. He reached out to the dumpster that had been thrown at him during the fight and tapped it; he felt a tingling sensation travel through his fingers and into the dumpster, causing it to slowly float upward. He almost jumped for joy at that moment. He did have a quirk!
His mind started to race again, trying to make sense of the situation. He had just unlocked his quirk, the same as the student he had just mercilessly raped. It couldn't be a coincidence; there had to be some sort of link. Maybe he had a quirk that would allow him to copy another person's quirk once and then it would become his own? Maybe he had stolen hers and now it was his own? How exactly was it triggered? Was it related to touch, emotion, or sex? If so, this wasn't his first time, so why had it only triggered now?
All of these questions kept piling up and he had to find answers. As he mulled this over, he felt that the new quirk he acquired had more to show him, something that seemed different from the first sensation. Kolt let the new sensation flow through him, and suddenly the dumpster crashed into the ground with immense force. It didn't just stop there, like it would have if he released the power; instead, the metal started to bend and fold in on itself, as if being crushed. If the initial use of the power was to decrease the gravity surrounding an object, was this him increasing it?
Uraraka looked increasingly panicked at this development. While he had been distracted, she had tried to use her quirk to try and escape, but nothing had happened. Then, all of a sudden, he had made the dumpster float, with her quirk! To make matters worse, her quirk seemed to be different, stronger than before. It looked as though he could reverse it. As the dumpster was crushed further into the ground, she started to sob again. She was currently quirkless. She had just been violated, and it looked as if her days as a hero were over.
Turning back around, she couldn't see his mouth beneath the mask, but she could tell he was grinning wildly beneath it. "I don't know if you are aware, but I am very grateful to you. You have given me more than I could have ever asked for. Unfortunately, I need to find out more and I need you as a test subject." Kolt explained to her as he approached her. He reached down, going to grab her. He was going to take her with him; he had no idea what the limits of his quirk were, so he wanted to use her to find out. Also, he just wanted to use her body some more.
Before he could grab hold of her, from the top of the alley a blindingly fast figure came barreling down the alley. Kolt barely had a chance to block before the punch to his face landed, leaving his side wide open to the sweeping kick. Kolt was sent into the alley wall hard. His reflexes were still quick enough after impact to push himself backwards, rolling into a crouch away from the challenger.
Standing in front of him, bouncing from foot to foot was Mirko the rabbit hero. She was smiling obviously itching for a fight. "Mind if I crash this party?" she asked playfully before looking down at Uaraka. Her eyes flicked from the girl's smeared, puffy face gagged with her own underwear, to her hands bound behind her back before finally to her legs. Her skirt had fallen back down to cover her up, but there was a trail of cum leaking all the way down her inner thigh. The cheerful, playful face of the hero immediately darkened. She gritted her teeth and turned her attention back to Kolt. "You are a sick bastard," she shouted before bounding forward.
Kolt only had a split second to make his decision. He could stay and fight this top hero; it would be a great proving ground for his new quirk. Besides, he would love the chance to force those long dark legs open. On the other hand, he was injured, his gear badly damaged, and inexperienced with his new power. He was dealing with one of the toughest heroes out there and one who was currently furious with him. It would be foolish for him to stay, so he only had one option. Escape!
He was ready for the kick this time and used his Gauntlet to block it. He had been expecting the sheer force of her blow to shatter straight through it, smashing it to pieces. If that had been just his arm, it would have snapped it in two. He grabbed hold of her leg to try and pull her off balance, but she was too acrobatic to be fazed by it. She leaped off her standing leg and planted it in the middle of his chest before kicking off him. She backflipped, landing on her feet gracefully, while he was propelled backwards into some pallets stacked against the wall.
Kolt was untangling himself from the cracked planks of wood as she charged once more. This should have been the end of him if he hadn't managed to touch her leg; time to put his quirk to the test. He turned on his power, throwing it into reverse. Mikro was instantly brought to her knees, the gravity surrounding her becoming intense. The hero was fully aware this must be his quirk, as she tried to fight against it. Kolt smirked through the pain at the sight of the top hero being brought low. Her long rabbit ears were being pulled down the sides of her head, and some hair had fallen down onto her face. He would love nothing more than to rip her costume off and have his way with her well-toned body. But this really wasn't an option. She was already fighting through the gravity, getting back to her feet. She really was a monster.
Kolt took one look at the student, wondering if he could somehow grab her and bring her with him. He was already long past his welcome here. Using his new ability on himself, he reduced his own gravity, floating into the air. The two girls watched him float upwards, and Mirko screamed after him. "Get back here, you bastard!" she shouted, trying to jump after him, but couldn't even get a foot off the ground due to the intense gravity.
Kolt wasn't exactly flying, but he had an idea. Once he was high enough, he began changing his gravity to propel himself forward, constantly shifting between decreasing and increasing his gravitational force. It was an exhausting process, but it allowed him to put a significant amount of distance between himself and Mirko. The stupid bitch coming in and ruining his fun at the last minute, she would have to pay.
As he finally began to approach his hideout, something felt wrong. His quirk started to feel weaker by the second until it finally stopped working. Kolt was beginning to get tired of falling from the sky and he began plummeting towards the ground. He managed to shoot the cable from his wrist and it wrapped around a fire escape. His arm was yanked painfully upwards as the cable became taut. He swung and braced for impact against the wall of another alley. He lowered himself slowly to the ground. There, really feeling the aches and pains of his previous fights, more importantly, what had happened to his new quirk? Was it only temporary? Would he be able to get it back? These were all questions he could figure out back at his hideout. He began to slowly limp back, exhausted by all of his exploits.
It took Kolt a couple of days to recover from his injuries. He definitely had a couple of broken ribs, which would take a lot longer than he would have liked to heal. He needed to get back out there and test if he still had his quirk. He had come up with several theories while resting; this one seemed the most likely.
His quirk was triggered by having sex.
It seemed as if they were doing it unwillingly or at least resisting.
He thought it was likely he would need to climax as well, but he wasn't sure to what extent.
The quirk he gains is that of his victim's, and it becomes significantly stronger.
It is possible the quirks were stolen, but he could not be sure.
It was temporary, likely lasting around 30 minutes or so, as that seemed to be the timeframe from when he finished eating to when the effects wore off.
He needed to test these conditions out and to do so he needed a test subject. His mind immediately shot to Mt. Lady and Mirko for revenge, but was swiftly reminded by the pain in his sides as to why that might not be the greatest idea. Combat-type heroes were troublesome, and until he figured out how to properly use his quirk, he needed to be careful. He had seen on the news that night after he returned that the incident had been reported. An unnamed student had been assaulted in an alley by a villain. Pro Hero Mirko came to her aid, but the villain escaped. "I will personally hunt down that scumbag until I bring him to justice," said Mirko.
His mind kept wandering to that student though. It had felt so good fucking her tight little body. He wanted more. He had immediately begun researching her and had come to an interesting line of thought. Pro heroes might be a bit much, but these students might be just what he was looking for. They were strong quirks, but they were also inexperienced, and from the pictures he found of them, all of them were true knockouts. His victim had been called Ochaco Uraraka. Her power was that of anti-gravity. He had been corrected in believing she didn't have the ability to increase gravity. That had been given to him by his own quirk.
By the time Kolt recovered, he had made an extensive list of all the information he could on each of the U.A students. The only problem now was that they were all extremely well-protected. He made a profile of all the teachers as well, especially the females who caught his eye. He reluctantly made the decision to put the U.A students on hold; he needed to find someone different for his tests.
He was struggling to find a good target. Most professional heroes worked as part of an agency or team, which made it difficult for him to create a plan to target them alone. Then, the idea struck him - if he couldn't get a professional hero, what about a vigilante? They tended to work alone and would likely have a useful quirk. He just had the perfect target in mind.
