Who needs sane girls when thighs are an option? by ?

Chapter 6: I'm up all night to get lucky

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Upon entering the cafeteria, Izuku all but dragged Momo to the front of the lunch queue, much to the ire of everyone lining up. Fortunately for him, once they caught sight of his face, they immediately backed down. Apparently nobody wanted to mess with 'that little psycho from the sports festival'.

Normally Izuku would backtrack and attempt to correct any misunderstandings. After all, reputation was a very important part of being a hero, and being recognised as a masochistic bone breaker wasn't good for his image.

At the moment though, his dick was doing the thinking, meaning his thought process was solely 'eat food, lay pipe, nut'.

Once receiving his lunch, he made his way over to an empty table with Momo in tow. As much as he would've loved to eat with his friends, his priority was finishing his food as fast as possible, and any conversations would simply get in the way.

As Izuku was about to take a seat at a clear table, he was grabbed by the tie and yanked over elsewhere.

Was this it?

He'd gladly skip lunch if it meant getting to hit it even sooner.

Instead of being led out of the cafeteria like he anticipated, he was dragged to another table.

An occupied one at that. He could see the back of a ginger ponytail and a raven-haired girl.

Was she teasing him on purpose?

Being pulled into the seat, the identities of the two occupants were revealed.

Itsuka Kendo and Yui Kodai, the main reason behind his blue balls.

"Hello." Momo greeted as she made herself comfortable. "These seats aren't taken, are they?"

"Nope, completely empty!" Itsuka responded cheerily, looking between the two newcomers. "I didn't know you two were so close though."

"Hm? Oh, this is a more recent development."

Upon the end of the sentence, Izuku felt a hand grab him by the crotch, causing him to jolt.

"Midoriya? You okay there? You're a lil' red-faced." Itsuka asked.

"H-huh? Wha-yes! I'm fine! Just a minor fever." Izuku stammered, feeling the hand release his junk.

Luckily for him, Itsuka was used to the boy's demeanour and chalked it up to his usual nerves.

"Well, whatever ya say." She shrugged, as she ate.

Right - that reminded him. He had to finish this food as soon as possible else he risk missing out on some action.

Izuku dug in as speedily as he could without seeming rabid, noticing that Momo seemed a little distracted as she ate a lot more slowly, while Yui and Itsuka engaged in small talk.

Well, Itsuka mostly talked. Yui simply hummed while occasionally shifting in her seat.

Unsurprisingly, Izuku finished his food first, noting that Momo still had over half a plate remaining.

Guess he had to speed this along.

"Momo?"

"Hmm?" She asked innocently.

"Don't we have that...uhh—training thing soon? We should probably speed this up."

"Of course, I'll hurry it up." She acquiesced, much to his relief as she dug in a bit more heartily.

Izuku pulled out his notebook, choosing to take some notes in the meantime. He didn't have the opportunity to talk to Kendo often, so he wasn't going to pass up the chance at getting more information.

He'd be lying if this wasn't also a prime chance to goad Momo into eating quicker. Based on her abnormal obsession with his writing, she'd probably be motivated by the power of horniness.

If her back straightening upon seeing his notebook was any indication, he knew he got it right on the money.

"Kendo, would you mind if I asked a few questions about your quirk?"

"Not at all! It's a little basic, so there aren't many details." She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly.

"That's fine." He waved off, opening his book to the latest page. "Is there a limit to how long you can keep the quirk active?"

"Maybe around 2 hours constantly?" She pondered. "That was the longest time I could keep it active back when I was training for UA's entrance exam, but I had to release it because of my hand cramping."

"What happens to any injuries you receive when your hands are enlarged?" He asked, scribbling away.

"They're scaled down when my quirk is released. A bullet wound on my big hand would probably be reduced to a pin prick when it reverts back to its original size."

"What about—"

"Mmgnh!"

Both Izuku and Itsuka turned to Yui, who immediately covered her mouth upon making the sound.

"Are you...okay?" Izuku asked hesitantly.

He already knew the girl was strange, but moaning in the middle of eating was beyond weird.

"Yeah, your cheeks are a little red. You don't have a fever too, do you?" Itsuka asked worriedly.

"Mm, I'm—hah...fine." She panted out. "Just stubbed my toe is all."

"Uhh...right." Itsuka accepted wearily, before perking up in her seat. "Shoot! Bakugo's heading over to Shiozaki's table!" She hurriedly stood up. "It was nice eating with you all, catch you later!" She waved them off as she ran off, hoping to save Ibara from whatever the explosive boy wanted.

The three remaining students looked each other over before Momo spoke up.

"So...would you like to head to my room now?" She asked, slipping what looked to be a small white remote into her pocket.

"Uh huh."

"Mm."

The three stood in unison, rushing towards the dorms.

As soon as the trio entered Momo's room, Izuku found himself unceremoniously shoved onto the bed with barely enough time to sling off his backpack and throw it to the floor.

"Yui, sit at the desk. You're going to be watching us." Momo commanded as she threw her blazer to the side, much to the quiet girl's disappointment.

"But I—"

"Are you disobeying me? I would've thought you learned your lesson from last night."

In response, the girl simply sat at the desk, leaving Izuku to wonder what on earth happened while he was sleeping.

"Is there a story behind this?" He asked.

"Since Yui thought it was a good idea to threaten us with notes while we were enjoying each other's company, I've deemed it appropriate that she receives punishment while we make up for lost time."

"Oh. Well not that I'm complaining or anything, but is letting her simply sit there watching us have sex the right way to go about the punishment?"

This totally wasn't an attempt on his part at securing a threesome.

"Hmm...I believe you're right."

Result!

"Yui, turn around in your chair and face the wall." Momo commanded. "You're not allowed to watch us, so I hope you enjoy hearing us indulge in each other's bodies while you're stuck on the side."

Yikes.

Though considering she was the reason behind his drinking escapade last night, he couldn't find it in himself to protest.

"Mm." Yui replied stoically, though her hands fiddling with her skirt revealed her dissatisfaction as she turned around.

"Excuse me?" Momo asked harshly.

"I mean, yes mistress." Her back straightened in her seat.

"Good girl." She complimented. "Also, if you touch yourself, expect this punishment to be the tip of the iceberg."

"Yes mistress."

Good God.

He was ten times more envious that he missed out on last night's activities if it contained this level of kinkiness.

He was also extremely curious as to how Momo tamed her from crazy stalker to...whatever this was.

"And you."

Izuku stiffened in the bed, lifting his head to find Momo looming over him, her legs on either side of his lap.

"Y-yes?"

"I take it those notes you were making held information on Kendo's quirk?"

"Mhm." He nodded with more confidence. "There's about 5 pages of writing, 3 pages of sketches at the back, a redesigned costume—"

He was cut off by a finger being placed on his lips by a beaming Momo.

"No need for spoilers - I'll experience it first hand." She replied, lifting herself off the bed and reaching over to his backpack, grabbing his notebook.

When she sat back in the bed, Izuku found himself faced with her ass, which looked surprisingly full and alluring in her skirt.

"Eat up my little rabbit~" Momo spoke amorously as she unzipped his trousers with one hand, pulling out his stiff shaft and placing both hands back on the notebook to open the first page.

Izuku traced his hands up her legs, letting his fingers squeeze on her thighs before moving them up to her underwear.

Or what should've been her underwear.

Instead, his palms met her empty waist.

"Surprised?" Momo asked breathily, torturously stimulating him with how close her mouth was to his penis. "I was planning on us doing this after lunch, so I decided to forgo underwear to heighten my anticipation as I sat through lessons."

While Izuku's mouth was open in disbelief, Momo took the initiative and lowered herself onto his face, translating any of his muffled words of surprise into a pleasurable hum through her core.

Getting to work, Momo enveloped his cock with her mouth, forgoing the use of her hands as they were preoccupied with holding his notes up, allowing her to read as she sucked.

Not wanting to be outdone, Izuku got to work by darting out his tongue, licking as deep within her as he could. Judging from the hums of pleasure reverberating through his dick, he supposed he was doing a pretty good job.

This mutual pleasuring continued for another 5 minutes, until Izuku finally felt his orgasm approaching.

Apparently Momo either detected that or felt the same way, as she instantly rose off Izuku's face and released his penis, turning around to straddle him.

"Why did—"

"I finished reading, and I'm in the mood to move further."

Any issues were swiftly erased as Momo began grinding on his lower head with her crotch.

As tantalising as the experience was, he could only take so much teasing, and attempted to buck up into her, only for Momo to move up to avoid him.

"Tut tut tut~" Momo leaned into his chest so he could practically feel her breath on his neck. "No need to rush, I'm setting the pace here." She silenced him with a tongue-heavy kiss as she lowered herself down on him, resulting in both parties moaning into each other's mouths.

Momo began bouncing on his lap, releasing Izuku from the kiss and fully exposing their sounds of bliss. Moving her mouth down to his neck, she began sucking on his jawline, delivering a few bites much to his delight.

Unable to resist, Izuku raised a hand to her left breast and kneaded her nipple through her shirt, receiving a harsher hickey on his neck in response.

Judging that it was safe to move further, Izuku moved his other hand to her ass, slipping it under her skirt and squeezing the flesh, encouraging Momo to speed up the movement of her hips.

This exchange lasted for a good few minutes until Izuku felt her tighten around his dick, drawing him infinitely closer to finishing.

As much as he would've loved to simply let loose inside of her, becoming a father wasn't on his list of objectives.

Moving both hands to her waist, he made to pull out only for two hands to latch onto his shoulders, pressing him into the bed.

"Ah~bir—birth control." Momo huffed between moans, her hip slamming reaching a peak in intensity. "Cum inside!"

He didn't have to be told twice.

Gripping her waist with more force, he timed his thrusts in sync with hers, eventually hilting himself as deep as possible as she came, drawing forth his own orgasm.

Momo collapsed onto his chest, with the two participants thoroughly spent as they collected their breath.

Izuku felt Momo shifting on top of him.

Round 2 already? He wasn't complaining, but an extra minute to get back to top form would be nice.

"See...Yui." Momo panted. "This...is why I deserve to be with Izuku." She inhaled more vastly this time, reducing the frequency of her pants to speak more clearly. "He's mine, and if you think you can get your disgusting claws into him without me here, you're dead wrong."

Izuku caught sight of Yui's shoulders shuddering in her seat with a hand raised to her face as she faced the wall.

Holy shit.

Was she crying?

He supposed Momo's words were definitely harsh, and his post nut clarity gave him the insight to get up from under Momo to check on the girl.

"Hey, are you—" Izuku halted his question upon seeing Yui from the side, revealing the girl's shut eyes and her hand down her skirt with muffled wails through the other hand covering her mouth.

Oh.

So Momo's words didn't have the effect he thought they'd have on her.

He should've factored 'super freak' into his thought process when he saw her shaking in her chair.

"Oh my...you couldn't hold yourself back, could you Yui?" Momo taunted as she stood at Izuku's side.

How the hell did she fix her clothes that quickly?

Yui instantly stiffened, opening her eyes with a deer-in-headlights expression.

"I'm—mm~sorry Mistress."

She very clearly wasn't. Izuku could catch a glimpse of her hand still moving under her skirt.

"Guess we'll just have to punish you then, won't we?"

Wait, we?

"Uhh, Momo?" Izuku asked hesitantly. "I'm not too...erm—experienced with all this S&M stuff you've got going on here."

"All you need to do is tie her up for a couple of minutes. Plus, you're a quick learner." She beamed. "This can be just like school!"

His mind was instantly hit with the image of Momo dressed in a revealing blazer and thigh-high stockings.

"I'm in!" He nodded all too eagerly.

"Excellent!" She clapped her hands. "I'm off then. I promised Kyoka I'd assist her with a math assignment, and we've still got most of the free period remaining." She headed for the door before Izuku could raise any complaints. "Have sex and I'll put you in a chastity belt while you're sleeping." She waved off as she left.

Izuku wasn't entirely sure if she was referring to him or Yui with that last statement, but he sure as hell wasn't going to take any risks.

Turning back from the door down to Yui, he caught her staring intently at his crotch.

Oh. His dick was still out. He put it away before either he or Yui could get any ideas, much to her displeasure.

"So...uhhh, punishment time, I guess?" He wearily asked.

"Mm." She nodded, her eyes staring up at him eagerly.

If he didn't know any better, he would've thought she wanted to be punished—

Who was he kidding? Of course she did!

"Mistress made some toys last night, so they should still be strewn around the room." She gestured towards the side of the bed. "Feel free to do anything you want to me."

Turning around, he found himself faced with 2 dildos, a ball gag, an unruly amount of rope and—wait, were those beans? And remotes?

If he remembered correctly, Momo was messing with those remotes during lunch.

Strolling over, he picked one up and hesitantly pressed the button, only to hear a faint buzzing noise. Looking down, he saw one of the pink beans vibrating on the bedsheets.

Oh.

Oh!

Those kinky pricks!

Momo was pulling her dominatrix shit while they were eating? Suddenly Yui's inability to talk coherently at the time made a lot more sense.

"Are you going to use those on me too?"

Izuku jumped as Yui somehow teleported to his side, looking over his shoulders at the toys.

"Jesus Christ!"

"Oh, was I not meant to move?" She asked, tilting her head cutely. "I suppose if I did disobey you, you'd have to—mmngh~punish me a bit harsher~" She moaned, rubbing her legs together.

He could practically feel his dick doing cartwheels in his pants. Being this alluring was criminal.

"Do you have any suggestions?" He inquired.

He wasn't too sure how Momo did all this shit last night.

Yet another reason why he thoroughly regretted missing out on their session.

All too quickly, Yui leapt onto the bed and threw off her clothes, leaving her clad only in her bra, panties and tights, much to Izuku's equal delight and disbelief.

She was seemingly unabashed by her spectator as she lunged over to tie the rope extremely loosely around herself.

He wasn't an expert, but even he could tell that this bondage was absolute shit.

Just as he was about to voice his concerns, Yui placed her palms together, breathily muttering "Release" as the ropes all constructed around her.

Oh - now be remembered her quirk. She could manipulate the size of inanimate objects, which apparently came in very handy when it came to rope play.

Quirks and sex? He wasn't sure he could get any harder.

Yui now laid on the bed with her calves tightly tied to her thighs while simultaneously tied to her arms which were situated stiffly by her sides, leaving her with her legs spread wide in front of him.

As if that wasn't enough, her breasts apparently weren't spared as they were encircled by rope, straining them behind her bra.

All in all, she looked utterly trapped.

"So...what now?" He asked with a gulp.

"Could you rip apart my tights?"

Izuku didn't need to be told twice.

Tearing them apart revealed Yui's thoroughly soaked panties, with what looked to be one of those vibrator beans beneath them.

"So...anything, right?"

"Mm." She confirmed. "You can tie me up even tighter, shove a dildo deep inside me, whip me, slap me—"

"I think I get the picture." Izuku cut her off before she delved any deeper into her masochistic fantasies.

Pulling her underwear down, he removed the pill-sized vibrator and replaced it with another, this time with the remote available in his possession before pulling her panties back up.

Turning the vibrator on, he was extremely satisfied to see her usually stoic expression warp into pure ecstasy, with her mouth parting in a moan and her eyes rolling up briefly into her head.

Grabbing another two vibrator beans, he shuffled on the bed towards her torso, placing each underneath her bra cups to come in contact with her nipples. Once ensuring they were placed correctly, he turned them both on, eliciting more moans from Yui who squirmed in her restraints.

Mission accomplished.

Just as he was about to seal the deal with the ball gag, Yui spoke up.

"Be—before you—ah, do that..." Yui struggled between groans. "Can you—mmn~put a dildo in my throat?"

"Uhhh...sure." Izuku nodded grabbing the plastic penis and hesitating before putting it in. "Hold on, how are you gonna breath if I leave it in there?"

"...oh."

He was half tempted to slam his head through a wall. If he didn't stop there, he could've straight up killed her.

"What about—ugh—your dick?"

Izuku was about to refuse instantly as Momo's threat was still fresh in his mind, but he came to some realisations.

1. Momo wasn't here.

2. She only said that sex would put him in trouble. As far as he was concerned, getting slurped was within the realm of freedom.

3. He was horny as hell.

Taking all the facts into consideration, he was about to reach for his trousers only to receive a phone call.

Pulling out his phone, he saw it was from Kacchan and swiftly declined.

There was no way he was gonna get cockblocked because the idiot wanted a fight.

Just as he was about to continue, he received another call.

This one was from All Might.

Head could wait. All Might unquestionably took priority.

"Sorry, gotta go, I'll be back in a sec." Izuku hurried out of the room to take the call, grabbing his bag and blazer while leaving Yui in her predicament.

"Hey, All Might!"

"Deku, it's me."

Son of a bitch!

"Kacchan? Why the hell are you calling from All Might's phone?"

"Look, I'm in some deep shit and you weren't answering when I called from mine."

"But how did you get—nevermind, I'm not interested." He cut himself off. "I'm hanging up, see you in class."

"Deku please!" Bakugo all but pleaded.

Izuku's finger stopped right before he hung up.

Were it any other person, he would've moved on and went back for some throat.

However this was Kacchan begging. If not out of sympathy, Izuku had to check out his issue purely out of curiosity.

"Fine." He sighed. "Where are you?"

"Meet me on the main building's roof, I gotta give All Might's phone back before something happens."

That was...strangely ominous. Then again, everything else about this phone call was weird, so he chose not to focus on that detail.

Arriving at the mentioned the location, he found the blond sitting on the roof's ledge, overlooking the school.

Izuku made his presence known by firing up Full Cowl and jumping to sit next to him.

"The fuck happened to your clothes?" Bakugo gruffly asked as he looked him over.

"Something a lot more interesting than talking to you." Izuku scowled in return, fixing his uniform and concealing the hickeys as best as he could. "You didn't call me out here for small talk, what's the problem?"

"I think the Todoroki family have got me."

"...is this some sort of joke? I didn't run out on head for this."

"No, I'm dead serious." Bakugo replied gravely. "I told Icyhot that I fucked his sister—"

"Jesus Christ, you're an idiot!" Izuku couldn't help but laugh. "It's like the number 1 rule that you don't tell a guy that you slept with his sister."

"But I didn't sleep with her."

"...you what?"

"I told him I fucked her but I didn't actually do it."

Izuku paused, trying to make as much sense of the situation as he could.

"Is there a reason behind this, or are you just plain stupid?"

"I just wanted him to use his fire." Bakugo replied solemnly. "And now I'm stuck in their bullshit family because Icyhot snitched to Endeavour."

"Oh...yikes."

"Yeah, fuckin' yikes indeed." Bakugo chuckled half-heartedly. "You got any ways out?"

"Take a swan dive off the roof and pray you'll be born quirkless in your next life?" He teased.

"...holy shit that's it!" Bakugo perked up significantly.

"What? Suicide?" Izuku asked worriedly. "You know I was just kidding right?"

"No, not that!" He replied indignantly. "I know why this happened to me!"

"Because you're an idiot with no sense of foresight?"

"No, it's heavenly retribution from all the wrong doings I've committed in life!" Bakugo stated, a manic glint in his eye.

Izuku didn't like where this was heading.

"This just means I gotta be a good person, and that hellspawn family will get off my ass, right Deku?"

"Uh huh!" He nodded firmly.

He really didn't want to have anything to do with whatever epiphany Kacchan conjured up.

Thankfully, the bell rung, saving him the trouble of listening to any more.

"Would you look at that? Guess we've got our lesson! Let's go!"

Izuku hurriedly pulled Bakugo from the ledge, manoeuvring them to class where he'd be safe from whatever sociopathic scheme he unwittingly had a hand in cooking up.

As it turned out, his detention was shit.

Aizawa was watching over them like a hawk, which actively discouraged them from talking. Thankfully the bastard was also sleeping, so as long as he didn't make noise, he'd be free to scour his phone.

Receiving a notification, he opened it to reveal a message from Momo.

Yaoyorozu M: I'm surprised. I didn't know you had this level of sadism in you.

...eh?

Me: ?

Yaoyorozu M: Yui? I just returned to my room and she's still tied up.

...oh fuck.

That was very bad.

He completely forgot about her.

Doing a quick check of the time, he found that she was tied up for 4 hours.

With a bunch of vibrators attached to her.

Holy shit that must've been torture.

Me: I thought your creations disappeared after a set period of time!

Yaoyorozu M : Most of them do. It saves lipids when the creations are temporary. However, I decided to create the S&M tools with full authenticity, at the cost of a lot more stored fats. It'd be inconvenient if a dildo turned to dust while inserted inside a vagina.

So she could choose to make her creations permanent? He supposed that made sense, since the tracker she used on the nomu—

No! Not the time. Quirk talk came later.

Me : Is she okay?

Yaoyorozu M : She seems to have resorted to begging me for your penis. I believe the vibrators kept her on edge for the last few hours, and the rope meant she couldn't relieve herself.

Yaoyorozu M : I'm incredibly impressed! It took all night for her to reach this level of desperation during our own session, yet you achieved the same result in a fraction of the time.

Me : I'll be over the second my detention ends.

Me : Can't you just, like, stick her with a dildo?

Yaoyorozu M : But where would be the fun in that? She also seems especially fixated on you, and even declined when I offered to release her in lieu of wanting you to do it instead.

Izuku suddenly felt a lot less guilty about the situation, given Yui seemed to be turned on by the experience.

As Izuku was prepared to wait out the rest of the detention, the door to the room burst open, revealing thighs—Mirko.

He meant revealing Mirko.

Wait, Mirko was here?

Holy hell this must've been a hallucination.

Though judging from the slack-jawed reactions of the other two students in the room, it seemed unlikely.

"Oi, greenie. Quit staring at my legs and get your ass up."

Definitely not a hallucination.

Hope you enjoyed! I tried to get this out as soon as possible, but writing smut always takes a lot more out of me.

See ya whenever I next update!