Hey, guys! BD, here, with another installment of 'A Schnee's Holiday.' In this chapter, the girls have cornered their target until a surprise guest interferes with their plans. What will happen? Misadventures and mishaps will occur. Enjoy!
A few months earlier….
A certain figurehead's wife decided to win and dine Inko and Hisashi a night out on the island. Jacques knew a few natives that were experts in fine dining and breathing. With a private horse-and-carriage ride to their private chateau, the Schnee's wanted to give them a slice of paradise.
'Don't worry about Icchan, honey. The girls and I will make sure that he is comfortable with us." Willow was explaining to Inko on the cell phone as she sat out naked in the private balcony of their condo. Sipping wine and watching her daughters having their way with Izuku, she was grateful for the soundproof walls.
"I know he's old enough to take care of himself. I just don't want him alone in a foreign land," said Inko on the phone. "You and Jacques have been godsends to us. Thank us for your hospitality and making our time here fun."
She poured another glass of wine when her daughter, Whitley, opened the door. The youngest daughter pointed at the bucket of ice on the table. The elder Schnee nodded as she watched Whitley grabbing the bucket. She mouthed to the younger daughter. "Ran out of ice cream?"
She nodded gingerly. "Yeah, mother. Making some from scratch. I know Deku has some rich milk."
"Did you gather what I've said of you?"
"We have people on his parents in case they leave prematurely."
"Be sure that their lovely evening stays as long and eventful as possible."
"Yes, mother." She bowed. As she turned to the door, she paused. "Oh, Mother. Who gets to sleep with Icchan tonight?"
"Me, of course! A child needs his mother." Whitley blushed when hearing the moans of her mother. Knowing her, she doubted that there wouldn't be much sleeping. "Be sure to save some of that ice for me, okay?"
"Of course, mother!"
Whitley bowed to her mother and left the balcony. She returned to speaking with Izuku's mother, ensuring that the boy would be in excellent hands.
Back to the present….
"Man, this thing itches…."
It was a green-colored, diamond-studded collar. That was his gift. A welcome gift complimentary of the Schnee Family. Diamonds that were princess cut from the derelict mines of Sierra Leone. The leather, rich in scent, was personally handcrafted from the finest laborer of Normandy. The buckle was smoldered, sold, and smoldered again from the non-air conditioned warehouse in India. The trifecta of this masterpiece was the golden tag, imported from Denmark, scrawled in cursive writing that signifies the evidence that he was a pet to them.
It was simply written as Dekkun, followed by a heart in the center.
Deku had no place to go. He was surrounded, encaged, and cornered in this finite apartment. Taking the advice that Aunt Willow penetrated into his mother's ear, she thought it was best that he stuck around the household and tended to the needs of his surrogate family.
"You can see your friends anytime. It isn't often to have your dear auntie and sisters wanting to see you. I can tell that they are sweet on you. Even as your auntie and I shopped, she couldn't get enough talking about the great things she believes you can do. She knows you're going to be the next Symbol of Peace, the greatest Pro Hero anyone would muster to be. However, she believes that your shyness in girls will develop a weak constitution, inhibiting you from further pursuing your dreams. Therefore, until the end of their holiday, you are going to spend time with your auntie and sisters. This should be good for you. It will help you overcome your shyness, develop great communication skills, and furthermore show that you can become a husband someday. You have caught their eye, young man. I wouldn't be surprised if they were preparing you, if not grooming you. Golly, I would love it if one of them could take you away as a husband. That way, your auntie and I will never be apart."
His poor mother, unknowingly signing and submitting his application for execution. As God serves as the merciless judge, there won't be any opportunities for final appeals or last minute requests. He had the ball and chain, the shackles of bondage, the unforgiving eyes of the warden and her fellow officers. Just need the switch and to heaven he goes. Oftentimes, he wondered if death was easier. For a moment and only a moment, he pondered on Katsuki's offer about swan diving during his days in junior high. If he did, would have dreamed of this moment?
"Oh! Don't bother about drying off. I'm already wet." It was the unsavory voice of a woman who wore the uniform. A woman who supposedly protects and serves her country. A woman who seems to advocate abiding and obeying the laws of the land. Rubbing the tail end of the riding crop, she furiously slammed the shower stall where she and Deku presently resided. She stood naked, taking the stance of a sergeant prepared to give her soldiers a command. Her cold blue eyes stared into the windows of his soul, penetrating his thoughts, delivering wordless actions on what she was planning to do to him.
And what is to stop Winter? His mother went out for the afternoon on a shopping spree. Aunt Willow felt that Inko doesn't go out often and needed a day to pamper herself. As a gift, she and Inko had a girl's day out. Judging by the itinerary of shopping, followed by massages, pedicures and manicures, drinking mimosas by the beach, she wouldn't be back until late.
Which suited the eldest Schnee, the icy Snow Queen, and the tiny Gremlin bitchy heiress.
Instinctively, the defenseless teen cowered and was taken aback as he cornered the tiny bathroom. He didn't know why he would scurry to a dead end. Fear was in his eyes as the riding crop continued to be glided by the sultry hands of the seductress.
"Why do you fret, Dekkun!" The white-haired woman said softly as she licked her lips. "It's only natural for an owner to train their pet." The word, pet, was emphasized with a string. It left a foul taste in Izuku's mouth, but a savory one in Winter's. "There is no reason to run! You're gonna just make this worse for you and exciting for me. Have you recalled how many men went to the hole under my words." She let out a cackle. "Resistance is futile and surrendering is your best option. So, take whatever remnant of pride that you have left because I'm going to have sex with you anyway."
"Winter," he said in a hasten breath. "I don't have the words for what's going on…." He was cut off as she placed her finger to her lips, inciting silence.
"Dekkun, sweetheart. Words don't matter. Action does." She slapped the riding crop against her thigh. She hissed seductively. "Pain means pleasure for me. The thing is, Dekkun, is that I love pain." She approached the cornered teen. "Pain impacts the nerve, creating a voltage of electricity in the sensors. Leaves you with an invigorating sensation. It can be quite agonal." She eyed the teen. "Yet again, I've heard that you have cracked a few bones in your time. Shall I give you a reminder?"
"..." He shook his head in disagreement.
"That's what I thought," she said in a snappy voice. "Of course, after a long period of time, pain can create a newfound sensation. Something that would open up the synapses. It's like candy, sweet to the core. And that right there, Dekkun, is pleasure!" She used the riding crop to ride up and down her bare, hairless pussy. "Hmm! Such an instrument this thing can be." She snapped the whip. "Pain." She hissed loudly as she grinded against it. "Or pleasure!"
Meanwhile….
It was a knock at the door that stirred the Midoriya household out of their slumber. The sounds of murmurs and groans filled the house as all wondered who was disturbing them at this ungodly hour.
Izuku's mother grabbed her robe and staggeredly walked to the door. It wasn't that long ago that she went to sleep. Willow couldn't sleep either and they spent the evening drinking wine and catching up with their heart-to-hearts.
Rubbing the sleepiness out of her eyes, the portly mother looked through the peephole. She was taken aback when noticing the skeleton-like figure standing in front of her door. "Why would he be here?" Immediately, she checked her in the mirror at the mantle, using spit to rub any more eye boogers and dried drool. She removed any cookie crumbs she kept in her nightstand drawer before presenting herself in a more welcoming manner.
"Who is it?" She asked.
"It's Toshinori, Inko." The former Symbol of Peace nervously rubbed the back of his head. "Excuse me for coming unannounced. Is this a bad time?"
Inko disagreed. She unlocked the door and allowed Toshinori inside of the house. Upon entering, she put her finger to her lips. "We have guests staying over. I don't want to further disturb their slumber." She looked at the clock above the kitchen table – a few minutes after six.
"Oh! I understand." He humbly bowed. "My apologies."
She waved her hand, excusing her son's mentor. "It's okay, Toshinori." Her head turned to the kitchen. "Just surprised to see you here is all, especially at my neck of the woods at the crack of dawn."
"And as I said, my apologies."
"That's okay. I can make some coffee. I needed to get up anyway and make the girls breakfast." Inko yawned as she headed for the kitchen. She turned on the light, allowing All Might to take a seat at the table. As he took a seat, he could see Inko in the refrigerator gathering supplies for the morning.
"Normally, you would call or text me. Is everything alright?"
The skeleton man nodded. "True. My apologies for coming unannounced. You and Midoriya-shounen were on my mind and decided to stop by. Midoriya-shounen in particular. Just wanted to be sure that he was utilizing his time wisely with exercising. It won't be long before school resumes."
The portly mother laughed at Yagi's concerns. "Yagi, you're clever. The only thing the boy is utilizing is my grocery and internet bill." She slapped her thighs as she grabbed the rice cooker from the cabinet. "But, I love that you're concerned as much as I am. He needs a father figure in his life."
Yagi didn't know how to respond to that. Izuku has a father. He may not be an active participant in the household, if not his life, but he was there. It was safe to say that Hisashi and Inko may have gotten into a tiff the previous night.
Hearing the clinking of coffee cups, Inko set out two cups. "So…if you're here for Izuku, why didn't you just call? You know I wouldn't mind."
Yagi nodded in understanding, admitting his own rudeness. "Just wanted to be a surprise. I have a lady friend that lives nearby. We were catching up with some old friends at a drink bar." He thanked her as he grabbed his coffee cup. "Things led to another and decided to lay up for the night before heading back to campus. However, since I realize that Midoriya-shounen lives around here, I thought a day with him would be great. Get him some exercise and what not."
"You're sweet." Inko responded in a friendly tone. "However, he does have some company over. We have some company over."
"Friends of yours?"
"Oh, yes! Friends of mine and Hisashi and siblings of Izuku."
"Anyone I have met?"
She shook her head in disagreement. "Not that I recall. They are the Schnee family." Inko briefly told the former Symbol of Peace about Jacques and Willow Schnee. She explained how she and her husband met the couple while on vacation. Hisashi and Jacques have since developed a business relationship whereas she and Willow along with her daughters developed a familial relationship.
Drinking his coffee, he nodded as he grasped the information provided to him. "A blessing to meet people with wealthy connections. I smell letters of recommendations for the boy if he decides to pursue an interest in being a huntsman in lieu of being a Hero."
"Please. My Icchan worships the ground you walk on." She said as she turned on the stove. "It would take a lot for the girls to make him come to the other side." She winked. "I don't think you have anything to worry about."
She looked over to the living room. She knew the girls had to adjust due to time zones and jet lag. Plus, she figured coming from one universe to another would lead to exhaustion. The intention of today was for them to take it easy before giving them a tour of Musutafu and the exciting attractions that came with the suburban town.
"That's good." He finally took a sip of the coffee. It was hazelnut, his favorite. "Would I be rude if I didn't happen to borrow him for a few hours."
Inko looked skyward, contemplating on that option. "Well, I did want him to get reacquainted with his sisters."
"It won't be long, I promise. Three, maybe four hours tops!" Yagi informed Inko. "There were some strategies and tactics Aizawa-sensei had scheduled for his class upon their return. It wouldn't hurt giving him a leg up before he resumes the Hero Course." He took another sip of coffee. "Plus, we have a student from the Support Department that made some Air Force gloves. She wanted Midoriya-shounen to test them out if possible before she can have it patented."
Inko arched an eyebrow. "That Hatsume girl is…creepy!"
"Aww…she isn't that bad." All Might commented.
Inko put her hands on her hips. "Not that bad? Did you recall the time when she last tried using him as a guinea pig, her 'babies' literally blew up in smoke."
"Hatsume apologized," he interjected. "She practically begged for your forgiveness."
"After threatening Nezu to the media about it. Honestly, I think she is too young and volatile to handle dangerous equipment. Especially around my son." She chagrined at the thought of the grease monkey grabbing her grubby paws all over her Icchan. If anything, Mei needed to take a page from the Schnee girls. They were prim, pampered, proper, well-groomed, and trained to respect their elders. Perfect examples of being noble, yet humble. They have been nothing but kind to their auntie. She really wished that her son could take one of them as his bride.
She even thought of asking Willow for guardianship for Whitley and Weiss to live with her. Knowing Weiss, she had the skills to be part of the Hero school. Her semblance was no different than having a Quirk.
"I'll be there to watch her and Midoriya-shounen. No reason for hanky-panky under my watch." He let out a nervous chuckle.
Inko's face strained but slowly began to relax. "Okay, but as long as you are there monitoring them. I don't want Hatsume along with my Icchan. Who knows what kind of stunts could blow up in his face."
Yagi displayed a nervous smile. "You have my word. A few hours of training and back home in time for dinner." He raised his hand, crossing his finger. "Scout's honor!"
"You better…or else." The demonic grim expression the housewife gave All Might shivers in his boots. Nevertheless, he wasn't going to deny the gorgeous beauty that stood feet away from him. As he drained his coffee cup, he momentarily envied Hisashi for not being advantageous with this emerald damsel. His perseverance and patience keeps him hoping that a certain fire-breathing husband could be caught in an illicit affair and he would sweep her off her feet. He may no longer be the Symbol of Peace, but he wouldn't mind being a symbol of Inko's peace.
"Hmm…nothing like a good morning for some home cooking."
The skeleton-like man turned his head before softening his face on what was advancing in his direction. The white-haired woman graced her presence as she entered the dining room. Wearing a baby blue nightgown as it hugged tightly in all of the right areas, she yawned. Yagi couldn't keep her eyes off her as he could see her bra strap as she raised her arms to stretch. He shook his head to regain his composure. Tempting thoughts were looming and no way he wouldn't let this temptress take Inko's number-one spot, whoever she was.
"Thanks for letting me sleep on your bed, love." Willow took her hands to crack her neck. "Slept like a baby."
Inko waved her hands. She didn't mind taking care of her surrogate sister. "Never you worry. You're a guest here and my sister, so therefore, whatever is in this house, it's yours."
"I want to say, thanks for allowing us to stay here." She said to Inko. "I know it is a bit empty without Hisashi around. It just didn't feel right. I hope you don't mind."
"You're a sister to me, Willow. Your house is my house!"
Willow chuckled, pleased as she didn't mind taking up on Inko's offer. Especially when a nubile, meek, and timid boy made her dreams more wet and tantalizing.
"I'll take you on that offer. I sincerely appreciate that, Inko." She bowed. "Your hospitality is welcoming."
"Where are the girls?" Inko asked as she reached into the cabinet to grab plates.
"Let me help." Willow insisted as she entered the kitchen. "Still being bumps on logs. When they are on holiday, they mean what they say."
"They're young. Let them take it easy." Inko handed the plates to Willow. The wife of Jacques walked to the dining room table when she gave notice to All Might. "Inko…" The blue-eyed socialite touched her cheek. "You weren't telling me that you had company, you minx!" She covered her mouth. "If I would have known you were bringing such a dapper gentleman, I would have freshened up."
"Golly!" Inko's cheeks flushed. "No, this is just Toshinori Yagi. A friend of mine and Icchan's mentor – All Might!"
Willow set the plates down on the table as she reached out her hand to him. "So, you are this hero that is coveted by my precious nephew. Willow Schnee, pleasure to meet you."
All Might's eyes were everywhere but her face. It didn't help that he had a great view of her cleavage. Clearing his throat, he returned her handshake. "Toshinori Yagi, nice to meet you."
"The pleasure is mine, All Might." She grasped his hand, kissing it in the process. Her soft lips moistening his hand sent shockwaves through his body, particularly his nether region.
"All Might's here to take Icchan out for practice," said Inko.
Willow produced a smile. However, if one knew the socialite, then she knew this particular smile wasn't as friendly as it seemed. Anyone interfering with their precious Izuku was perceived as a threat. Deleting female friends on social media and female contacts on his cell phone was only the beginning. He couldn't pronounce the word 'w' without having a near-orgasm. After all, they were creating every opportunity to have him for themselves. Which meant that they were going to corner him until he finally submitted. Willow knew that the boy was playing hard to get. What boy wouldn't resist having a taste of this rich nectar. Even gay men have moments of consideration of these supple tits and ass. She somewhat viewed herself as Jesus. The moment any boys touch her grab, they are shivering and feeling tingly.
The white-haired beauty continued smiling. "Practice, huh? This early in the morning."
Yagi nervously rubbed the back of his head. He raised his coffee cup for a second cup as Inko reached for it. "Don't want the lad to be lazy. A Pro Hero thinks that they could get some days off, they immediately lose their focus on their goals on saving the world."
Willow took a seat in front of Yagi. She kept eye contact on the skeleton man, ensuring that she could read him and pick up what he wasn't revealing. "Kids are going to be kids. I envy these kids on Earth. At least they can enjoy the fun and revelry by choice. Where we are, that kind of luxury is a privilege, if you know what I mean."
"I've read up on Remnant History." Yagi bowed apologetically. "The struggles you guys go through just to even see the rising sun."
"Can't speak for everyone, but we have been blessed. The Schnee Dust Company has been flourishing well over the years," she commented. "However, I won't speak ill of those who don't receive that kind of luxury." She reached over and slightly touched his hand. "What I am saying is that let a kid be a kid, wherever they are."
Yagi bit into his lip. Was she making a move, he was probably thinking. No way as he could see the obvious rock on her finger. That rock was enough to pay his salary for at least a few years. Whoever her husband was, he must be doing well for himself, especially if they can cross an universe to stay for holiday.
"Agreed!" Yagi nervously rubbed the back of his head. "But villains don't take holidays."
"Well, they should." She stretched her arms upwardly, displaying some skin. "Rome wasn't built in a day. Even they need a break every now and again. It must suck to work every single day." She licked her lips. "All work and no play would make me a very dull girl. Would you agree, To-shi-no-ri?!"
He nodded, loss of words to the enchanted beauty. He bit into his lip. "Right…um..by any chance Midoriya-shounen can be up so we can get started with the day." He nervously nodded, unsure if it was to himself or to the women. "The sooner we get this done, the more he can have his free time!"
Willow ran her fingers through her hair. She smiled as Inko gave her a cup of coffee. "But Yagi…I would love to hear more about you. Inko tells me that you are quite mighty in your days."
Yagi was feeling contested with two beauties in the room. He kept praying to the gods to not let his Small Might make his presence known. "Another time, perhaps…" He cleared his throat. "Priorities are priorities!"
"Understood!" Willow responded, sipping her cup of coffee. "Hazelnut! Quite creamy and delectable in taste." She raised her cup. "Great coffee. My compliments to the barista!"
A few minutes later….
Inko called out to her son that All Might was here for morning training. The teen staggeredly exited onto the hallway wearing his workout gear.
"Good morning, All Might!" Izuku spoke softly as he saw his mentor standing next to his mother and auntie.
All Might presented a friendly smile as he approached the led. "Good morning, lad! Seems to me that you haven't been sleeping too well." He winked. "Is it because of all of the gorgeous ladies surrounding you, is it, my little harem god?!"
"All Might..." he groaned to All Might as he blushed.
"Sorry! Wanted to tease you a bit." He said to his successor. "Hey, seriously…it's time to catch up on some training. Afraid this holiday has gotten you kinda lazy!"
"Kinda," interjected Inko. "Please don't go too easy on him." She jested.
All Might laughed as he grabbed the boy's shoulder. "I won't." He winked at him.
Inko folded her arms as Willow kept glaring at the boy. "Bring him back before 3. I want him to get reacquainted with his auntie and sisters as much as possible." She put her hands in a praying position. "And please no broken bones."
Izuku blushed. "I promise!"
"Well...it's time." All Might nudged the teen to move forward as Izuku obliged, walking to the door.
"Enjoy your training, Icchan!" Willow commented, making not-so-friendly gestures. The look on her face indicated a disdain, knowing an interloper was messing with prime merchandise.
Izuku didn't say anything further as he stepped out of his home and headed out toward the hallway.
The boy kept silent with his mentor, up to the point until they were at the elevator.
As soon as the elevator opened, Izuku rushed inside the small confined room. Pressing the buttons like a mad man, he was happy to see it going down.
After a few moments, the teen rushed into All Might's car. The way he was acting, it looked like he was a freed slave.
"Step on it!" Izuku said in a panic as the former Symbol of Peace entered the car. If he could, he would have driven the vehicle itself.
Meanwhile….
When Inko turned away to get a shower, the elder Schnee slammed the coffee mug on the table. "Damn!" She blurted out. "The nerve of that beef jerky to steal our pet."
While staring at the cracked coffee mug, her daughters exited out of their bedrooms and into the kitchen. Winter was the one who appeared quite upset out of the trio.
She hit the table with her fist. "I was this close to making him cry out my name."
"What happened to ceasing all contact, Weiss?" Whitley said with her hands on her hips, showing frustration.
"I'd made sure that he couldn't access anything to the outside world," she replied. "How in the hell did he manage to make contact?"
"I knew I should have been in charge of his phone," said Whitley.
"And what? Share him with your friends?" She retorted. "You might as well throw him in a pit of Grimm carcasses. You and those flea-infested, bow-legged cowboy walking friends of yours."
"Fleas can go away. But not that scar of yours!"
"Can it! You're the tried and true reason why there should be post-third trimester abortions, bitch!" Weiss responded, wrapping both her fists.
Willow raised her hands, ceasing any further arguments between sisters. "Fighting doesn't get you anywhere. Both of you settle down." She looked over the living area, hoping that Inko wasn't prying. Using her finger, she pulled the girls closer at the dining room table.
"Bickering and arguing won't take you anywhere," she responded. "We aren't going against each other. We're Schnee – a proud, living and breathing dynasty of greatness!" She narrowed her eyes. "We attack our foes, not each other. Understand?"
"Yes, Mother," said the girls.
Willow crossed her legs, pondering with her thoughts. "That dull drink of water is definitely a threat. I am unsure how and why he was here, but it doesn't take a wild guess that our Dekkun is playing hard to get."
"Hard to get?" Whitley said, arching an eyebrow.
"As in, he isn't surrendering that easily," replied Weiss.
The elder Schnee snapped her fingers. "Exactly!" She chuckled. "C'mon, even in a meek boy like that, there are remnants of bravery and perseverance." She then looked at the coffee cup, noticing that it was shaped like All Might. "And we can't have that kind of quality in a slave we love now, can we?"
"What do you propose?" Winter asked, taking a seat across from her mother.
"What do you do when you prepare for war," retorted Willow. She turned to her daughter, Weiss. "What does Whiskers do when she is in battle?" She looked at Whitley. "What do you do to sabotage a schoolmate?"
Each of the daughters looked at each other momentarily. After a few moments of thinking, each wore a sickly grin on their faces.
Willow nodded at them, feeling accomplished on her persuasion to think. "There are so many places he could go as a Pro Hero." She leaned back in her chair. "Let me talk to Inko. I feel like we have some more catching up to do." She licked her lips. "Clean yourselves up and take a tour around the city. Get familiar and have a great time. After all, we are on holiday!"
They didn't need to hear anything further. Another parlor game was formed right there at the dining room table. Each sister departed separately as they returned to their respective bedrooms.
To be continued….
All Might was driving towards Endeavor's hero agency when he heard Izuku produce a sneeze. "Everything okay, Midoriya-shounen?"
Using his napkin to wipe his nose, he nodded in compliance. "Yeah! Just felt that someone was talking about me."
The skeleton-like man chuckled. "Superstitious, you are! By the way, why are you wearing a turtleneck? It is nearly 80-degrees out."
Izuku's cheeks turned beet red. "Um…just wanted to try something different!"
All Might was perplexed by Izuku. He knew something was off, but decided not to delve further.
"I am on borrowed time." The emerald teen thought as he strained his collar, knowing a certain leash was latched around his neck. "I can feel them all over me. The hunt is on. And I am certainly their prey!"
To be continued…for real this time….