Kyoka Jirou is able to sense vibrations, frequencies and various other sounds of a living body. The axials in her ears allowed her to detect all of these even if they were embedded in a specific area. They were like a magnet, which at a distance reacted to certain attractions.
Those attractions could differ among her preferences such as music or entertainment - perhaps also the laughter of her companions, contagious in the atmosphere.
But of those attractions, this was the one thing she never enjoyed at all this year as a student at the U.A.
Kyouka Jirou lay on her bed as she reviewed today's events, staring at the ceiling, intrigued, impressed, and even uncomfortable.
Today's class asked for everyone's cooperation in holding back the star classmates. Of course, they didn't even expect this situation, but Aizawa certainly enjoyed it.
In fact, the whole standoff resulted in her being trapped on the ground while her axials went on the attack and loomed menacingly on the neck and belly of the guy who subdued her.
The subject was none other than Izuku Midoriya, the 8-quirk beast, who, together with the Class 1-A and B - now in their second year just started - and the high-ranking professional heroes who were prepared for the assault, stopped the evil plan of All For One, his transforming body, the 11 high-ranking nomus and, finally, the liberated villain army.
The police were a great help at the time and the whole thing, although it had costs, was a success... Success like Izuku's possible eleventh consecutive victory that now had her trapped as well as him.
She stirred in her bed as she tried to press the pillow to her ears to try not to remember that frequency. Her flushed face and uncomfortable expression were nothing compared to her snake-like contorted body.
She had clenched her axials with more insinuation in her attack and what she heard she did not imagine at all.
Izuku had expelled a multitude of frequencies and noises throughout the year. Mostly of pain or shyness due to his usual character of wanting to be a reserved boy - something difficult with his friends being totally dense around him. But, what he created in that moment, was not at all something she expected.
"I just want to know if this happens to you with any girl, or if it's just a particular situation..." She murmured somewhat cautiously. Of course she didn't want to threaten him, but since he was so dense and she took too many steps forward, then she wanted to know right now. Izuku for obviousness was horrified with a potent red on his face as he was trapped. "I'm not an idiot, Izuku. I know when someone has fetishes or it shows e-e-exc..."
"Excited..." He muttered in a very low tone of voice as he slumped down sitting on the ground.
"That!" She clarified embarrassed. "Look, I'm not going to say anything to anyone, okay? But I don't want there to be any awkwardness between us because of this... Just... Give me that silly answer and-and... And that's it!"
Kyouka sighed and walked away as set about making tea, not noticing Izuku turn to the side, moaning slightly as he tried to hide his crotch.
"Submissive." She muttered mockingly suddenly. Izuku clicked his tongue, embarrassed.
"Shut up..."
She laughed at that comment and smiled. Well, looking on the bright side, knowing a fetish where someone was so... Submissive was interesting and fun. It didn't seem like Mineta, that if he had such a fetish he would beg to be worse and worse than Izuku. This fool just wanted to avoid or even evade it.
It seemed like a cute and funny attitude to her.
He tried to get up, but a foot on his shoulder held him back. He cringed in recognition and watched in terror as Kyouka grinned in amusement, almost uncontainable, as she held her cup in her hands and looked at him suggestively, so much so that Izuku went from terrified to nervous and swallowed deeply as he felt his erection become more noticeable.
"So... The answer?" she insisted in amusement as she gently pressed harder and harder, forcing Izuku to lie back on the ground.
Blackwip was unresponsive to hold on to the ceiling. Izuku was totally pinned down by a girl who had none of his strength at all and she knew it all too well.
"I..." He rambled embarrassed and wide-eyed as he felt himself getting lighter and lighter. His heart pounding hard.
"You?" she insisted as her bare foot slid down Izuku's neck and lifted his chin when she lifted her knee. She was completely surprised at how he even resisted that and let himself be guided by her.
Kyouka felt on her thighs something very pleasurable about that sight.
"W-What was the question?" He said suddenly and drew a laugh from her, dismantling the situation as she walked away laughing, trying not to get knocked off balance and have the tea end up on the floor.
"Damn it, Midoriya, this is amazing!" She exclaimed in genuine amusement as he stood up, trying to control his erection with discomfort and embarrassment. "The star pupil of the hero class has a fetish for submission at the hands of a girl. This is amazing." She whispered as sipped from her mug, enjoying the boy's pity. She reached for his cup and he nodded apologetically.
"Not just any girl..." He muttered with slight sorrow.
"Oh, so with Uraraka it doesn't work, huh?" she acknowledged, nodding as she remembered her classmate's character. She couldn't act like a mandolin being the bread of God that she was. "Mina?"
Izuku looked at her with a gesture of obviousness and pity and she laughed as she understood.
"Of course, one thing is being submissive, another is being a masochist... For that you already have Kirishima."
"Don't they both jump back and forth in their relationship?" He queried, intrigued. He took a sip from his cup as she nodded smiling.
"Yeah, those two have a really weird chemistry... So who else does it work with?"
"There's no one else..." He confessed resignedly. He sighed in embarrassment as he noticed Kyouka's look that turned from amused to surprised and even shy. "Just you."
"Are you implying what I think you're implying?" She demanded as she covered her embarrassed face with the cup and looked at him with narrowed eyes.
"Depends on what you think I'm implying from what we've talked about..." He defended himself with a faint smile, noting that she hadn't taken that as a bad thing.
"Are you in love with me?" she spat out quickly and unscrupulously, embarrassed and worried that she had the wrong idea from what she understood.
Izuku swallowed deeply and only nodded softly as he closed his eyes and took another drink from the cup. He sighed completely free of any restraint or nervousness... He opened one eye to see her possible reaction and was concerned to see her blush and look at him completely dumbfounded.
"Jirou-san..." He tried cautiously and respectfully, but she stopped him when she rested her bare foot on Izuku's leg, causing him to feel completely weak and go toppling to the floor, sitting up, as he gasped at the small pulses of pleasure he felt.
"Tell me Kyouka." She commanded with a slight blush. "And if you do, maybe I'll help you with that..."
Touching his thumb to the boy's insinuating erection, Izuku gasped softly as he tried to contain himself in surprise.
"K-Kyouka..." He whispered thoroughly embarrassed. She pressed a little harder, somewhat annoyed.
"I can't hear you, Izuku..." She clarified to him with suggestive relish in her hidden smile. "Do you want my answer about your statement or do you want to live like this forever? You decide..."
Izuku swallowed deeply as he felt his whole body give in to the pressure she was putting on his member. He was totally trapped on a path of no return from which he didn't want to stop right now.
"K-Kyouka." He said softly as he gasped. She couldn't help but lick her lips at such a sight.
"Clearer."
"K-Kyouka!" He clarified blushing as she pressed a little harder and noticed how two fingers of hers caught the thickness of his classmate's penis with some difficulty.
"I like you, Izuku... And I think we're going to have a lot of fun if you want to go out together..." She confessed as she bent down towards him and noticed him totally knocked down. He was panting heavily as he held the girl inches away from his face.
"I... I want to..." He confessed at ease. She smiled knowing this was an answer to be expected.
"Good boy~."
That gasp he let out was not at all something wrapped in the subtlety of being caught up in the confrontation... It was a subtle, pleasurable gasp.
A gasp that her damned axials burned into her brain.
She stopped her maddening movements and sighed finally. She should take something and go to sleep at once, but now, her brain betrayed her with what her ears could not.
An image.
Izuku Midoriya kneeling over her and restraining her with Blackwip, blushing, his eyes closed as he tried to hold back the reaction his body received, an extremely quick reaction as he grabbed both of her axils at her sudden lack of concentration and quickly subdued her.
That expression, burned into her head, turned her stomach and shook her thighs.
Kyouka groaned in disgust at this fucked up situation. The broccoli asshole had feigned insanity at what had happened and she swore she saw him scratching his crotch a lot with his hands in his pockets, a wrist full of tension.
She wasn't stupid, certainly not Mineta, but she knew the meaning of it all.
Now, the doubt that tormented her was whether it was something that happened only with her or with any girl. Don't misunderstand, she is happy with her body and the way it is, but many times, life has shown her that men's interests are, somewhat, specific...
After having thought about that possibility/idea, Kyouka knew she was doomed... Curiosity would drive her to take action for this and it was more than obvious that she was going to do it.
The purple haired one was always loyal to her impulses. If she wanted something, she got it. If she wanted to do it, she did it. If she wanted to know, she knew...
She'd learned to use her conviction to her advantage since the festival was a success. Bless you, Koda, when you proposed that she should be the lead singer of the group.
And, now, this intrigue needs an answer.
But for tomorrow, now a glass of milk and a bite to eat...
Arriving in the main hall, she advanced a little when she noticed that there was lighting in the place.
Someone's here.
Instinctively, she applied an axial to the wall, pressing hard. She would pay for the hole later, but now it was important not to catch whoever was having a possible secret in there that she didn't want or should know about.
Movements of kitchen equipment. Various footsteps. Looks like someone was making tea by the aroma.
Perfect! She would make noise until she reached that person so as not to startle them and then hint at surprise at the tea preparation. They would both share and it was finished. How clever you are, Kyouka.
She moved with noisy, slow steps towards the kitchen, assuming that the person there would know she was nearby, which she could deduce when listening to the more intense breathing frequency of the late-night person she was trapped in.
Arriving at the place feigning curiosity, she met the person she least wanted to see all day...
Izuku Midoriya, preparing tea and toast, utterly embarrassed by how he had been caught, while his entire mouth was muddy, perhaps to hide the evidence that he had taken Denki's brownies without his express permission.
"I canh eshplein." He tried to save himself as he spat out a few small crumbs and averted his gaze in embarrassment when Kyouka folded her arms with an amused smirk at that.
"So... Insomnia?" she began to lighten the supposed tension she felt between the two of them.
Somehow, Izuku managed to swallow as he turned off the water and sighed. She noticed that despite the huge sweat on his face, he was tense.
"Anxiety." She quickly surmised as she watched him eat so uncontrollably. Per se, his life wasn't ruled by an intense diet, but Izuku always used to guard his body from any dietary neglect. Now he seemed to fall into the habits of an addict in trouble.
Seeing that with his slightly trembling hand he wanted to take the boiling kettle, she couldn't help but stop him to avoid a tragedy.
"Oh, let me. I must have frightened you when you heard me... Sorry about that..." She confessed as she held his scarred hand to stop him from acting and she took it with her free hand to deposit it in the small heat insulating space.
Damn her axials that quickly felt Izuku's and her heart rate increase at the touch. Damn teenage body! Get a hold of yourself!
"Sorry..." He suddenly muttered in discomfort. "I couldn't sleep. And, well..."
"I won't tell anyone. This stays here, quiet." She assured him as she reached for another of the cups beside him. He reached for the tea bags and again, the touch of fingers between them jolted them both inside.
"AAAAAAAH! DAMN FUCKING BODY!" the girl shouted inwardly, annoyed by her noticeable blushing and pity. "This asshole better not try to apologize-!"
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" he tried to apologize as he usually did for any foolish thing he did. Something usual when he was nervous.
Axials on the sides of his face suddenly caught him, terrifying him. His aversion to danger didn't work, which didn't imply any threat, but still, he was shitting his pants at the girl's attitude.
"J-Jirou...?" He sheepishly tried to find out.
"What happened at morning training today, Midoriya?" She said suddenly as she turned to look at him, overwhelming him with horror.
"Did something happen?! Wow! I wouldn't know, you know! I-I couldn't even know with all the work we had to do!" he rambled with an attempt to escape the axials that trapped him. However, Kyouka's hand hitting the wall stopped him as he ducked.
"Midoriya, when we were in training. You subdued me... And I listened to you when I gave it back to you."
Izuku was completely terrified at the serious and embarrassed look on her face. She looked like someone two steps away from discovering a murder or provoking one.
"I-I-I..." Tried to explain the completely red and embarrassed boy. He looked like he would pass out soon.