"Welcome, Daddy, to Chosen Airlines! We fly from anywhere, but we always take you to Paradise!" Mina announced, pulling Izuku by the hand. Eri was following them from behind. The rest of the students, exhausted from the exams, went back to the dorms. Some went to sleep, while he was sure some were already ordering some food to relax.

"Should I call Yui to check if the exam didn't scramble anything important?"

"Shush, Daddy. I spent a lot of time thinking up my lines for this. Where was I?"

"About taking me to Paradise?"

"Oh yes I was, Daddy! As I was saying, I'm Ashido Mina, I'll be your flight attendant on Chosen Airlines. We never fail to satisfy...in any way." She struck a pose and blew a kiss to Izuku.

He sighed. "You know what? I'm just going along with this."

"So, Ochaco wanted to help fix your relationship with Momo herself, but she had to go back. So, she relegated it to me and Itsuka! Oh, speaking of, I can't wait to see the fun we'll all have together. But that's enough for now. Today's Yaomomo's big day!"

"Is it?"

"Oh, yes. Totally. It's so awesome, like I'm both the Maid of Honor and getting a new sister at the same time. And of course, Eri-chan gets to be the flower girl! It'll be perfect, Daddy, and the Voices are so happy."

"Are they now?"

"Oh, don't be like that. You know, they were really sad...about the dragon thingie. But it had to happen. This time, they're just soooo happy! They're calling it a...'Reunion'?"

"Reunion of what, Mina? The last time your Voices spoke in codes like that, I didn't like the outcome."

"Oh, don't be like that, Daddy. The Voices only wanted the best for you in the long run. Hopefully the short run too, but definitely the long run."

"Why am I less reassured?"

"You're just naturally suspicious, I'm sure. Anyway, go grab a shower in your dorms and come back to the common area. We need you dressed for your big night. Well, Momo's big night, but we'll make sure you have fun too. Did you...feel Itsuka drain power from you?"

"No, why?"

"Oh, nothing. We just thought the fox would be nearby and become trouble. But if Itsuka talked her down, that's good too. But there's a reason why Itsuka's talking to Momo right now and I'm here."

"Because she could leave the fox to the ocean floor and leave her there?"

"Well...a little. But mostly, because I'm the cute Chosen," she smiled with her hands under her chin. "Itsuka's the strong one," she struck a pose, flexing her muscle. "And Yaomomo's the stubborn one," she pouted. "But we'll fix it, Daddy."

"Okay. Just to be clear; Itsuka's dragging Momo to DGN1, where I'm supposed to make her Chosen without her choice? That's fucked up."

"Daddy! Of course not," she gasped.

"Phew. For a moment, you had me worried."

"You can't make a Chosen without the person wanting to, of course. I can't believe you even thought about that to poor Yaomomo."

"I didn't..."

"Though, of course...we could roleplay that scenario, if you're into that kinda thing. It could be quite hot, as long as I'm with you. 'Oh, Daddy, please don't hurt me...I'll do anything...' Something like that?"

"Okay. I give up. Let's just go."

"Like that? In your uniform? Daddy, you're having a date with Yaomomo, not having a study session."

"Okay, fine. You win," he said as he raised his hand.

Eri just listened intently to Mina's excited planning, her eyes darting between her and her Papa. While she didn't fully understand all the grown-up talk, she could tell something important was happening with her Momo-nee. She remembered how nice Momo always was to her, how she would make special treats appear just for Eri when she did well.

When they were back in his room, he asked Eri if she was okay eating with the others, she nodded. He also heard Mina behind the door telling him Kyouka and Toru would look out for her.

Going to the bathroom, Izuku could only sigh as he took off his shirt and threw it at the basket.

"Chosen Airlines, indeed," he muttered, curious as to what his Chosen had in store for him.

After a quick shower, he was back in the bedroom and changed into the formal attire Mina chose. It was a light gray blazer over a navy-blue button-up shirt. Its clean cut emphasized Izuku's muscles.

Izuku didn't really pay much attention to how he dressed, but he did have to admit that this one looked quite good on him.

He said goodbye to his daughter and the rest of his classmates who were watching an animated movie about a witch-in-training trying to move on to a new city to find her place and help others. It depicted a kind world and was a perfect movie for the kids to watch.

He was now getting pulled by Mina, who was fiddling with her phone. "Okay, we've got an appointment with the hairdresser, manicure, then we should be able to get to the restaurant ASAP. Busy, busy night."

Izuku raised his brows at this, "What the hell are you talking about, Mina? Hairdresser? Mina, we're planning to have some messed up anal sex in a dungeon; I'm not getting married."

"But Yaomomo is," Mina pointed out. "In all ways that matter. Haven't you ever thought this through?"

"A wife is not a Chosen, Mina. There's some pretty big differences; having both a wife, and two Chosen, I assume I would know."

"And yet, you're the only man for me, for the rest of my life. When I settle down, it'll be as close as I can to you. If I ever have kids, they'll be your kids. I am yours, forever. Not even death can do us part," she said, holding his face.

"Mina..."

"So, yes. To Momo, this is as close as she'll ever get to being married. And you will take that seriously, Daddy. She's about to become my Sister; I will not be happy if you do not treat her nicely."

"I'll try."

"Try harder, Daddy. I know you can do it. Just treat her half as nicely as you do Ochaco, and she'll melt like butter. Now, we don't wanna be late for the hairdresser."

He sighed. "Alright. As for the suit...these are surprisingly nice."

"Of course, Daddy. I picked them out myself. You looked just as handsome as I imagined," she told him, adjusting the buttons on his shirt and the collar. "It's not too fancy, just to show Yaomomo you care."

"Thanks, I guess."

"Now, we've got to run. Or we'll be late."

"After you, Chosen," he told her before spanking her soft ass.

The evening was a blur, as the orange hues of the sky slowly turned to deep violet, as stars started appearing. Izuku was impressed, but then he saw Mina had booked a limo for the evening, a chauffeur was waiting outside the car, wearing a black uniform.

The inside of the car was spacious and well-lit. The leather seats were polished and well maintained. The air-conditioning unit was set just right, cool enough to offset the humidity.

Eventually, they finished the activities and arrived at the restaurant. "Mina looked at her phone, the clock displaying 9:55pm. "There we are. And with 5 minutes to spare. I'm, like, good at this. Thank you for flying Chosen Airlines: the best a man can get.

"I feel like I'd rather face the dragon again," Izuku joked, eliciting a pout from Mina.

"Oh, do stop complaining, Daddy. It wasn't that bad. And you do look amazing. Wish Ochaco could see you, but I sent the pics I took to her."

"You did what?" Izuku asked, looking at the pink-skinned girl. 'So that's why she was glued to her phone?'

"Of course, Daddy. That way, when we're all sitting together in Camelot, you and your Chosen and Ochaco, everyone can remember this happy day."

"You're really going all out on this, aren't you? Also, phones wouldn't work in Elsewhere."

"We could always print and laminate the picture, Daddy. And of course, we're going all-out."

Izuku looked at her and said, "Does it bother you that you never had...well, any of this?"

"Nah, it's like...ours was a shotgun wedding in Okinawa. It felt...right. Like if it was something we'd done before...and totally should do again. Like, I never knew sex could be so much fun."

"And Itsuka was a marriage of convenience, I guess."

"More like two friends running away to get married without telling anyone else. I'm kinda mad that I wasn't part of the prep for it, Daddy," she pouted.

"Yes, yes."

"But Yaomomo's different. She wants romance. Love. The dashing prince Charming. Of course, she'd have her fantasies, which she'll share with you later, but it's not first date material, despite the other girls always indulging you."

"I guess I'll have to do."

"Oh, you'll do fine, Daddy. The dashing King Charming, in fact," she kissed him before opening the door to Milano's. "We'll see you later, Daddy."

"Thanks, Mina."

Izuku scanned around the restaurant. The place was empty, just like the last time he and Mina had a date here. Then his eyes landed on a beautiful woman dressed in black high cut dress, emphasizing her long legs and with a center opening, showing cleavage. He could barely recognize the woman because of the lack of her familiar ponytail. It was Momo.

"You look stunning," he told her.

"Thank you. I think. Itsuka brought it," Momo replied. "She said you would love it."

"I do. It looks amazing on you. The color sets off your eyes," though his eyes were glued somewhere else.

Momo frowned at this. "You can stop pretending you're not looking at my legs and my tits, Izuku. It's not as if I'll have any secrets from you shortly."

He cleared his throat. "Well, those are very nice legs. I'm sorry, Momo."

"For what? For looking at my legs?"

"For all of this. For you getting dragged into something against your will. I thought they had already talked to you. That you were okay with this."

"Oh, I talked with Ochaco this morning," she spat. A reaction he didn't expect from her. "She had a lot of nice things to say about you."

"She might be a little biased."

"And a lot to say about duty and honour."

"She tends to do that, yeah. They're important concepts to her, I guess."

"They're important concepts to me as well, Izuku. Which is why I'm here, dressed like this."

Izuku took a long look at her. Her body language and expression are the opposite of how she was during the exam. As if the negative emotions she's got came to the surface now that the presence of adrenaline no longer overshadowing it.

"This isn't going to work," Izuku told her. "A Chosen has to want it. I saw that with Itsuka. Until she accepted in her heart that she was Chosen, there was no link."

"I'm...we have to. Or the world will end. It might still, but I know for certain that the path where I do not become your Chosen, and soon, ends in the death of everything I cared about."

"Are you certain?"

"I'm a Seer, Izuku. Or I was, before getting chained to your Destiny."

"You mentioned something like that before."

"The gods have a sense of irony, it appears. I'm needed as your Seer, but when I am near you, I'm blind."

"In what way?"

"You distort everything around you and everything becomes uncertain. Just like a black hole, devouring and even deleting some possible futures yourself."

"That's...not reassuring."

"I don't know if it's your Destiny or Sorcery, but you distort reality in the same way. It wasn't obvious to most, I assume, but even now, it stresses and is trying to maintain its shape around you. That affects my Sight like nothing before. And when I'm around you, I may as well be a Normie."

"Maybe it's not your Seeing ability that makes you my Chosen?"

"Then what?" she asked, her voice rising. "If my Quirk that you needed, I could've just helped without becoming your Chosen. There are others, even without magic, which have more use than my Quirk. And without my magic, what good am I to anyone? I'm not a warrior, like Itsuka. Or a Sorceress, like Mina. I can't throw fireballs or heal people. I'm not even a politician like the b...your wife. So why can't your Destiny leave me be?"

"I don't know, Momo. I really don't."

"Do you know, the silly thing is that what makes me most angry is just...stupid jealousy."

"Of whom? Ochaco?"

"Of course. We are all heroes of our own narrative. Born into a noble family, blessed with a powerful abilities...I was supposed to have it all. Yet anything I do, Ochaco does better. I'm a noble, but she's the Queen. My magic is crippled, and now she's a Power."

"Momo..."

"Even you...she gets your body, your heart...and your soul. I get the leftovers, and even have to share that with Gods know how many Chosen."

"I...didn't really think you'd want me at all," Izuku admitted. "Not in that way, at least."

"How could I not?" Momo looked up, tears brimming in her eyes. "It's so frustrating! You're just so heroic. The man of my literal dreams. I ended up falling for you as I got to know you. But I'll never get to have you. I'll just get to trot along behind you like some lovesick fangirl puppy, forever knowing I'll never have you the way she did."

"Then..."

"And I'm angry at Ochaco for having it all. For being so graceful and understanding about it. If you were my husband, I'd stab you through the heart if I'd found out about Mina. Or the other girls."

"I see," Izuku said, not really knowing what else to say.

"But...most of all, I'm angry at myself. Because no matter how much I hate it. No matter how many times I reevaluate my feelings. I'd rather be your Chosen...rather have the leftovers...than not at all. Not for the fate of the world, but because the thought of never seeing you again hurts so much, I want to die. So, here I am, wearing this ridiculous dress," she cried, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, Momo. For what it's worth, you do look amazing in it. I love how the shimmer brings out your eyes," he told her, before offering her a tissue.

"And for some stupid reason, that's all I wanted to hear and my feelings for you shot through the roof," she told him, wiping her tears. "So. Now you know. I don't know if you still want to go ahead with the Chosen ceremony."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not what I project myself to other. No matter how pretty I looked on the outside, I'm just a jealous messy wreck..."

"That just seemed to me that you're human."

"A broken one, maybe. I can't even See properly anymore. So again, what use am I to you?"

"I don't know. Itsuka and Mina both changed once they became linked...possibly your ability will change or strengthen. I'm sure my Destiny will find me what I need."

"Your Destiny got you flamed by a dragon. My heart stopped when I saw..."

"And that's what it needed to do. First, to make Ochaco cross the Power threshold. Second to make me a god."

"That attitude is going to get you killed," she said, glaring.

"Probably," he shrugged. He held no illusions that he'd come out of this alive, going with what The Voices made him go through. "But hopefully not before we finish saving the world. Anyway, shall we order? The food's quite excellent, though let's stay away from soup, just in case."

"In case of what?"

"Nothing much. Just in case the chef had any lingering grudges against Mina."

"I...see. Then let us not order soup, then. How about some lasagna?"

"Sounds delicious," Izuku nodded.

The two of them were sitting, with the moon as their sole witness, as they dined and talked. It was mostly Momo, venting her frustrations while Izuku listened. Eventually, her stiff shoulders began to relax as they finished their meal.

"That was...delicious, Izuku. Thank you for the wonderful meal. You...you really didn't need to do this."

"It was my pleasure."

"So. Itsuka's now a Chosen. I take that means you know how to do it?"

"Yeah."

"How did you convince her to..."

She seemed unable to finish her sentence, so Izuku helped. "...let me make her a Chosen?"

"I was going to say to let you fuck her in the ass."

"I just asked her what her thoughts on backdoor exploration was," he smiled.

"Backdoor...exploration?" This made her pause, then let out a stifled laugh, "You did not! How are you still alive?"

"She took it in good fun. There were other things she worried about, but anal sex with me wasn't one of them."

"Like what?"

"She didn't think she was worthy."

"I can...empathize."

"She was wrong. You're both worthy."

"Izuku..."

"Do you feel ready?"

"No? But it won't get better from waiting. We need the Circle at UA, right?"

"I think so, yeah. How do you feel?" he held her hand as they walked outside the restaurant.

"Scared? A little excited, but mostly scared."

"We can still call this off, if you want."

"Don't you dare. It took all my determination to make it here in the first place."

"All I'm saying is...if you don't want this, you don't need to go through with it. We could have another couple of dates, get to know each other better. I admit I've never made an effort before."

She shook her head. "No. Tonight. Before I lose heart."

"If you're certain," he led her through the street.

Her grip on his hand tightened as they got closer, as if trying to draw strength and courage from him. "I...I saw us together. That first time. I saw us together in bed. And I was happy, I think. I felt happy. At peace. Whatever happens, I know that's the future..."

"We'll see if we can't make tonight something better than just a hurdle to overcome."

"That's sweet of you, Izuku. But I fail to see how losing my anal virginity on the stone floor of a dusty basement will ever be anything but a pain in the ass. Literally."

As they approached the basement, Izuku simply led her, thinking what to say to assure her. As they stepped on the stairs, Izuku noticed a soft orange glow of the candle lights. "It's...it's gorgeous," Momo gasped, staring at the lit candles.

"I don't actually recall it being quite this pretty."

Momo then looked at the chair on top of the magical circle and sat on it. "And a chair, for me? How quaint. So, this is where the magic happens?"

"Last time? On that chair, yes."

Realizing what he meant, she gulped, looking at him with wide eyes before closing her eyes. "Close your eyes and think happy thoughts, Momo." She looked up at Izuku. "Did you at least bring some lube?"

"Yeah, but I don't think we'll need it."

"So you're going in dry?"

"I've been thinking. I don't think we'll need to go anal."

"I thought that was the basic process?"

"Maybe. But any form of intercourse is okay, if you want to become Chosen. Will. Power. Seed. I don't think your ass is actually needed."

"And if you're wrong?"

"Then we take a couple of moments to recuperate and go back seconds," he shrugged. "I don't see how that's a bad thing."

"And it does avoid my introduction to the world of sex being by way of backdoor exploration. Not a bad thing at all."

Izuku heard footsteps echoing behind him. He turned around, ready to fight if needed. Then he saw the familiar, pink-colored skin.

"Daddy! Why didn't you tell us you were done eating? Honestly, if it hadn't been for The Voices, I wouldn't have known you'd left the restaurant."

"Mina? What on earth are you doing here?" The green-haired hero asked.

Mina walked towards Momo and handed her a set of clothing. "Yaomomo! I brought your gown. I'll help you change while Itsuka and Daddy get the room set up."

"What's going on, Mina?" Izuku asked, his expression was changing.

"We'll see you shortly, Daddy."

He turned to Itsuka and said, "What the hell's going on? I'm pretty sure Momo doesn't want an audience for this."

"No worries, Master. Just the final bits of the deco."

"The what?"

"Well, you aren't planning on screwing her in the chair, are you?" she asked. But when Izuku didn't answer, she let out a sigh. "Master, please. Momo's fancy. I enjoyed the chair, but I doubt she would. So, Mina found a nice bed."

"Found?"

"You don't wanna know. Now, give me a hand, we need this dead-on center. While this isn't heavy, it's bulky enough that I can't see shit."

Izuku sighed and got to the other side. It was an ornate, king-sized bed, complete with red satin sheets and a red canopy. They set the bed in the center, the mattress squeaking as they did. "There we go. Was it you who redecorated this place as well?"

"The candles? Nah, that's Mina. She was so excited about this?"

"And you?"

"I just want you to be happy, Master. I've felt your worry through the link. And I'd want Momo to have the same contentment I have found."

"So, you are happy?"

"I am content, Master. At peace with myself, for the first time I could remember," she happily stretched her arms. "I've often felt happy, even when you gave me headaches with your shenanigans at times; werewolves learn to find joy in little things, like I told you. But I never imagined finding harmony."

"I'm...glad. Let's hope we can help Momo as well."

"I'm sure you can, Master! Let's get this all fixed up and ready for your new Chosen."

"Thanks, Itsuka."

As they finished the preparation, Itsuka looked around and when she found nobody was around, she gave a hug on Izuku. She felt his warmth before letting out a happy sigh. "I'll go take Mina drinking or something. Otherwise, she'd try to peep on you or something."

"Thanks. And have fun."

"Always, Master," she whispered before dragging Mina by the collar and closing the door.

It was a moment later when the door opened, and Momo stepped into the room.

Momo walked slowly, a few steps away from the door. She wore the same yukata she did at the Lake. "You look beautiful, Momo."

She twiddled her thumbs before her eyes landed on the bed. "I see they found us a bed. Why am I not surprised? Mina seems very emotional about this."

"I think Mina sees you as her Sister. The Sisterhood of Izuku's Chosen," he chuckled while getting on bed.

"My father will be...displeased. Perhaps largely because he never saw this coming. There is certainly smug arrogance that comes from Seeing the present and the future, a feeling that you are the lord of creation. Only now, pulled along the slipstream of your destiny like a lost leaf, do I realize how small I've always been."

"Come to bed, Momo. Tonight, I make you mine. Forever and ever," he said as he unbuttoned his shirt, throwing the shirt away, showing his chiseled muscles.

Momo looked at him with wide eyes. 'This is happening. I'm actually doing this. No more excuses, no more stalling, no more pretending I can walk away.'

"Y-Yes, Danna-sama..." She walked towards the bed and sat next to him.

LEMON START

His eyes devouring her body. The soft curves of her hips and the swell of her chest.

She saw his excitement, as it pushed against his pants. Just the fact that he found her attractive was sending all kinds of pleasure across her body. His hand reached out under her dress, giving her tits a gentle squeeze before moving down and unwrapping her obi. The yukata fell, exposing her body in a birthday suit.

"Do you find me pretty, Izu...Danna-sama?" the raven-haired girl asked.

"You look amazing."

"Looking at Itsuka or Nana, I can't help but admire their physique. I wish I had spent a little more time at the gym, toned my stomach like they do."

"Both of them live in the gym; you can't really make a comparison. And you've got beauty of your own...full breasts, rounder hips. Gorgeous legs."

Momo heard the buckling belt as he pulled down his pants. Then his underwear. The size of his shaft almost made her faint. But partially thankful they weren't starting at anal tonight. She couldn't imagine something like that fitting in any of her holes, never mind that one.

She lay down on the bed; for a moment, her eyes squeezed tight, then she forced herself to relax. "You okay, Momo?"

"I just...felt nervous. I feel exposed, lying naked on the bed. Waiting for you."

Izuku's eyes glowed softly as he put her head on his lap as his hand traced the curve of her jaw. He felt her shiver a little, but her eyes closed in enjoyment as her face leaned on his caress.

"Do...do anything you want with me, Danna-sama. I want you to love me. And make love to me," she declared.

He continued to explore the fine lines of her face: the full lips, the delicate cheekbones, the soft skin. His fingers caressed her half-open lips, brushing the lower one.

"That feels good, Danna-sama. Don't stop."

Izuku sensed her goosebumps as he traced down her jawline, to the ear, then meandering down the side of her neck, terminating at her collarbone. She shifted a little to give him better access, accidentally bumping her head against his dick. She stilled for a moment, before her breathing resumed.

"It felt...strange. Nice. I never thought it would be so gentle. In my visions, you're always so...forceful."

Izuku fingernails barely touched her skin but she felt electrifying excitement. She concentrated on the feeling of his hand traveling down the line of her clavicle, then down her sides, curving up to the outer edge of her left breast. Her nipples were hard, her breathing speeding up.

"Careful. They're sensitive."

He caressed the nipples, letting his fingertips glide across the top of them. Momo moaned, the feeling causing her to arch her back. Then his hands caressed her nipples, barely touching, making her shiver. Her hands squeezed his forearm, nails digging into the skin.

"Danna-sama. Please don't stop."

His fingertips barely grazed the sensitive buds, eliciting a moan. "More."

His touch moved in circles, tracing between her soft breasts, his hands momentarily squeezed the two orbs before going down past her belly, circling her navel, then resting on her pelvis.

She instinctively spread her legs for him, knowing what was coming. His fingers slid along the bottom of her stomach, fingertips tracing the edge of her inside thigh before coming to rest with his palm on her pelvis. Izuku's fingers barely touched her pussy lips, teasing it open as he felt her hot moistness. Momo groaned, biting her lower lip as she lifted her hips to meet his hand.

Her moan escaped her lips as his fingers stroked her inner thigh. Onyx eyes met the shining emerald as the man she loved gazed down at her, a tender smile on his face. His thumb slid away the hood of her clit. Her eyes closed as she focused on the feeling, her breaths fast and urgent.

"Yes, Danna-sama. Please keep doing that. I like that so much."

The sensation grew, spreading through her body. A tingle, a warmth, a tightness, an urgency. A feeling of something building, getting stronger. The world shrank until there was nothing but the feelings he was giving her. She needed him. For oh so long. "I want you, Izuku. Please..." she pleaded.

"Then I will make you my Chosen," Izuku said, leaning over her, his warm breath on her face. A kiss sent another electrifying feeling throughout her body, his dominant tongue exploring every nook and cranny of her mouth.

Momo gasped as she felt his shaft against her thigh. The head of his penis brushed against her intimate lips, the contact eliciting a soft moan from her.

She looked at him and smiled, "Make me yours. Make me your Chosen, Danna-sama."

His shaft slowly entered her, the warmth of her body helping to ease his entry into her tight virgin passage. He felt the resistance as he approached her hymen; he looked at her, and she nodded, signaling that she was ready.

Her scream was muffled as his lips locked onto hers. He paused for a moment to allow her to adjust, feeling her body pulsate around him. Then he began to move, thrusting his shaft deeper inside her.

Her moans filled the room as her legs wrapped around his waist.

"It's so big!" Momo exclaimed as she felt herself stretching to accommodate his thick shaft. "Don't stop, Danna-sama. You're driving me crazy!"

Momo's fingernails ran over his muscled back. Izuku pushed himself forward, their faces mere inches from each other. Momo's eyes were wide, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed.

Each thrust knocked on her cervix. His head rubbed against her sensitive spots. Momo moaned, her back arching. "Danna-sama...I love you so much..."

His hands moved to her hips, holding her steady as he fucked her. Each thrust made her moan. The sounds of flesh slapping each other filling the room.

The woman's body shuddered. Her mind was spinning. Her body felt on fire, her nipples rock hard. Her legs were weak, her toes curling.

She could barely breathe, the pressure inside her growing.

Deep inside Izuku, he felt the link snap to life as the circle responds to his emotions. "I guess this is where we find out if it works."

Momo gasped, "What are you—AAaaahhhh!" as the circle beneath the bed began to glow. A wave of ecstasy enveloped her as the connection with Izuku was established. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth fell open, and her entire body trembled, her core pulsing with pleasure.

Izuku felt her body's response. "It looks like we figured it out," he said, his voice sounding deeper and more resonant, as he intensified his thrusts, hammering his hips into her, the force making her boobs bounce.

"Oh, my god. Daaanna-sama!"

Momo's eyes were unfocused, her pupils dilated. Her mouth was open, and her tongue hung out, panting.

Izuku pulled a PAIR and fed it to the link. The magic surged through her along with his dick, the pleasure overwhelming her.

Momo's screams echoed throughout the room, the link amplifying the pleasure from the orgasm.

"DANNA-SAMA!" she screamed, her back arched and her legs spasmed.

Izuku kept thrusting, not allowing her to catch her breath. "I make you mine, Momo. With Seed and Power, you are mine. My Chosen." The circle glowed brighter as the words left his lips.

"Aahhh...aaahhh...aaaahhh...Yesss, Danna-sama. Aaaahhhhhh! Yes!"

Momo's orgasm intensified. She felt him twitch, his cockhead expanding. "YESSSS! PLEASE! PLEASE CUM INSIDE ME, DANNA-SAMA! MAKE ME YOURS! AAAAAAHHHHH!"

Izuku pushed deep into her, his cum surging forth.

Momo's entire body shook, her toes curling. Her eyes rolled back; her mouth was agape. Her back arched and her chest raised. Her breasts bounced from the movement. Her pussy walls clenched around his shaft.

The pleasure was beyond anything she'd ever experienced.

LEMON END

Then Momo's eyes lit up like a neon sign with purple light. "The fog lifts, I can See! I See the Outsiders. I See the birds, with their tails on fire. I See the continuities lit on fire. Over and over. Countless die. I See The End."

"Momo? Are you okay?" he asked worriedly. But Momo didn't respond. He shook her shoulders. "Momo, come back to me. We can fix this, I swear. It's not the end, I won't let that happen."

Then her eyes stopped glowing. Her expression was as if she saw a dreadful Sight. "Danna-sama, I saw it. I Saw what happens if we fail. And if we succeed. Countries on fire and millions dead. And that is if we win. If we lose...it is over. All Life, in Elsewhere and here. And beyond. Drained to feed an insatiable thirst."

"So, your Sight is back, at least."

"Back...and more. But also...I can finally See you, and sense you. Like you're in my mind somewhere."

"The link, yeah. You're stuck with me," he kissed her. "You should be able to pull energy through the link as well."

"To do...what? My Sight already works, if somewhat...erratically."

"No idea. We'll no doubt find out. How are you feeling?"

"Strange. As if I'm so light I could be blown away by a light breeze. Like I'm resting on a rainbow...when I look at you, I See not just the Man, but the God."

"Sorry?"

Momo giggled. "Why? It feels amazing. I feel...at one. With the world. With you. It's amazing."

"Well...On the positive side, it looks like we won't need anal sex, after all."

"Not today, at least," she told him as she sat up. "Danna-sama." She chanted this over and over, as the happy feeling swirled in her chest before turning to Izuku, her expression dire. "I've Seen things. There are things we will need, things the Yaoyorozu Clan can acquire for us. I must call Grandfather. Tell him what has happened."

"Couldn't that wait?"

"He needs to know. What I have become. And what I am no more. I didn't understand what becoming a Chosen meant...not fully. I cannot be the heiress of the Clan any longer; there is no place for dual loyalties. They need to know and start planning for new successions."

"Are you going to be in trouble?"

She paused. "Possibly?" she answered uncertainly before she drew magic from him as her eyes shone purple again. She scowled. "Wait, no. They knew they were likely to lose me. The bastards sent me to UA and took advantage of my aspirations to be a Hero, not even knowing what would take me off the table but knowing I would never come home."

"I can feel you pulling, by the way."

"Enough to trouble you?"

"Nah, it's barely a PAIR. What did you do?"

"I punched through their Veil as if it was a shoji wall. Saw clearer than I'd ever done before, despite the ripples you create in reality. Whatever you did to me makes me powerful beyond my Grandfather's wildest dreams."

"But you're no longer going to be the heiress?"

She shook her head before smiling at Izuku. "There's no space for other loyalties. Only to you, Danna-sama."

Izuku observed her expression, not unlike the ones Mina and Itsuka had after the ceremony. The flushed face combined with eyes that scream their love for him. "'Chosen don't stray,' I guess." He couldn't remember where he heard those words. But the context was clear enough.

Momo leaned forward, hugging Izuku's muscular frame. Her hands were barely able to go around his back. "Thank you, Danna-sama."

"I only did what I had to."

She tightened her grip around him. "No, you didn't. Not the dinner, not what we did, not how you did it. I would have been your Chosen anyway regardless even if you manhandled me. But instead, I had a wonderful date and lost my virginity to the man of my dreams."

"Thanks, I guess."

Giggling, she whispered, "Don't mention it. It was my pleasure. Literally." She looked up at his eyes and saw the emerald eyes staring back. "Now. Can we stay like this a little longer?"

"I'm not going anywhere. Just relax, enjoy the moment."

"I am. But we would need to be ready for the inevitable, Danna-sama. The Outsiders are coming. Soon."

"Indeed. But first, we have a perfectly serviceable bed. Are you up for round two?"

Momo was about to refuse, as her new Sight gave her more than a few things to sort through. But the night was late anyway, and she thought it could wait for tomorrow. She knew he could deliver pleasure beyond even what she had just experienced, and that hunger for him manifested. "Y-Yes, Danna-sama."

Izuku smirked as his hand pulled her waist and she landed on him. The night continued with the two of them entangled, each slapping of flesh and cries of pleasure echoing in every corner of the basement.

When morning came, Momo was a mess, covered both inside and out of his seed. Her hair was a tangled mess, and her yukata was ripped apart. She created a towel to clean herself up.

"You're going?" Izuku called out behind her, his hands caressing her hips to her chest while giving a kiss on her neck. "Yes, Danna-sama. Unfortunately, I will have to contact my family. They have things they should give me.

"What?"

She smiled, her hands reaching his cheek. "I will show you in time, Danna-sama. But there are things they've...forgotten...to tell me. Tricks that they've kept from me. With your Power I burned through the Veil they had put over it; I need to talk to my Grandfather before they understand what is happening. What I have become."

His fingers held her chin as he gave her a kiss. "Stay safe, Momo."

"We're not safe, Danna-sama. We're the unsafe thing that happens to our enemies. I love you, Danna-sama. If you need me, call me. In the meanwhile, I will prepare your way," she whispered.

"Bye, Momo," he told her before she stepped out of the basement.

Thanks for reading this chapter!

I'm sure some of you already know, but Momo calling Izuku "Danna-sama" is a double-meaning. Danna-sama could mean both 'Master' or 'Husband.' A fitting nickname for how Momo views the relationship, mostly. And matches with what Mina said at the beginning. Also, something that won't transliterate to English, so hers was the odd one out among 'Daddy' and 'Master.'

This chapter represents a major turning point for Momo - both in terms of her relationship with Izuku and her own identity. The revelation about her Clan adds another layer to her transformation from heiress to Chosen.

And, yeah. We're nearing the Peveril Castle event, which I'm also excited to get to. IYKYK.

Anyway, if you have questions or suggestions, don't hesitate to let me know!