Hey, guys! GOTA, here, with a second installment of 'Hail Mary, Aizawa!' To clear any confusion, Izuku will be interchangeably used as Izuku/Izumi in the story. In this chapter, Aizawa is caught in Izuku's web. What battles will he face in this ordeal? Read and see! Enjoy!

Shouta Aizawa concluded with his sounded mind and body that Izuku/Izumi was a succubus sent to Earth from the depths of hell. A sickly sweet temptress whose goal is to control the pockets of men and their hearts as well.

"There you go, sweetness! Pound this tender ass as if you were trying to get me pregnant." Shouta couldn't resist Izuku's haughty words. Words that were like sirens sent to send him to the abyss. An abyss where the demons applaud for his poor works and failures of his goals of claiming a woman.

It wasn't a woman. That wasn't a male. Izuku/Izumi was a succubus. An alp. An incubus. The soul stealer.

Aizawa's sugar baby.

Aizawa grounded his dick into his supple ass. Izuku couldn't get enough of Aizawa's throbbing cock. Even in their sweaty stupor, the emerald-haired princess commented that his dick and his asspussy were made for each other. Aizawa buckled to Izuku's hips, surging with all of his might to bust another nut into the succubus. No matter how much he abhorred, despised, and chagrined, he couldn't get enough of Izuku's ass.

Maybe Izuku/Izumi was right. Maybe their bodies were made for each other.

Izuku's hair tickled Aizawa's chest. He used his free hand to cup Izumi's tits. Grabbing them, hoping that someday that they would turn into luscious tits like his girlfriend, Emi. On the surface, Emi was at home cooking dinner and then had to go to a yoga class at the learning annex. He couldn't forget how Aizawa was questioned by his girl after they shared a goodbye kiss.

She said that his kiss tasted of cotton candy. Aizawa lied, telling her that he was experimenting with this new candy he purchased at the mall. She, too, questioned him as he rarely perused any malls. His reply to his inquisitive girl was that he had a meeting with Yagi and Nemuri at the food court since UA High was undergoing maintenance in the faculty office. The lie suited Emi as she kissed her boyfriend once more before his departure.

Lie after lie after lie. There was no meeting. He didn't even like candy. Underneath those lies were the hard truth. The cotton flavor came from Izumi's lip gloss after she applied it to her asspussy. Izumi ordered Shouta to eat him out. There he was, eating out his sugar baby. His clit dangling in the air as it was delighted by the mighty force of Aizawa's rough tongue. The food court story was true. However, he wasn't meeting Yagi and Nemuri. Instead, it was actually he and Izumi's first date. Izumi was kind enough to wear a wig and sunglasses. Quite convincing. If anyone were to ask, Izumi was eighteen.

Aizawa was grateful that Izumi chose a spot outside of the prefecture in which no one would know them.

A few days after their first encounter, Izumi contacted Shouta. Immediately, he wanted personal time with his teacher. If he wanted to skip a class, skip an assignment, get an extension on an assignment, Aizawa was to cater to him. And if he didn't want to be featured on any primetime news, he would follow the teen's demands.

Of course, each of Aizawa's granting Izumi's request didn't come without a reward.

"Fuck me! Fuck this tight ass! Breed me, you stud!" Aizawa expedited his thrust to Izuku's non-existent womb. To have a tight ass, it was quite similar to a pussy. To be honest, Aizawa thought, his asspussy felt better than his own girlfriend.

Yet again, Shouta only had slept with a handful of women in his lifetime. Women that were able to stand his tenacity and his proclivities.

Aizawa said nothing. In his mind, he was only submitting to Izuku's request. He scooted further as he wanted to release another nut inside his supple ass. Izuku was humming an unrecognizable tune. He gyrated his hips like he was riding a sybian. Izuku was enjoying this. He was making sure that this dick was his property.

And as much as Aizawa wants to hate the succubus, he, too, was caught in his web.

Izuku lifted up, slowly grounding his ass. He wanted to feel every single pleasure. Like electricity, he wanted to be shocked. He wanted to feel as though that there wasn't going to be any other dick like Aizawa.

Out of the guys that he cajoled, bribed, and blackmailed at the school, Aizawa was the best when it came to size, girth, and pleasure. The boys in his class were juvenile. They were quick shots. Boys that wouldn't last three minutes. Even in gangbangs with the other guys, he was covered in their liquids within five minutes. Limp dicks, flaccid. Izumi was getting tired of chasing boys. Knowing that an unsuspecting teacher had eyes for him, the hunger in his guts knew that it wasn't long before he would attack.

Going to Aizawa-sensei's office was no accident. Wearing tighter clothes, wearing sexy thongs or panties, wearing expensive perfume, and acting cutesy to stir the hunger in Aizawa was worth the wait. He loved being watched. Walking down the hallways at school, in gym class with the other ladies, even in the basements where he and the boys were getting their fill of each other. He enjoyed being seen. However, Aizawa was the missing piece in his equation. By that time, he wanted to conquer him.

The temptation was growing within Aizawa. Watching his little angel walking among the others.

"Midoriya-san! I need to have a word with you in my office following class."

The little succubus knew that the wolf wanted his delicate little rabbit.

Izumi covered his mouth amidst the harsh moans. He was growing hoarse. Never did a dick feel so good. He knew that he wasn't going to let go of Aizawa's dick anytime soon. He was caught in the ecstasy. So much so, he felt Aizawa-sensei's hand stroking his extended clit.

"There you go, sensei," cried Izumi. "Teach this little angel as a lesson. Make me feel like I deserve everything I did to destroy your vision."

Aizawa was getting faster with his thrusting. His hips were going into overdrive while pelting his member. "You fucking whore! You fucking succubus! No way in hell were you born a boy, you little bitch!"

"That's right! Let it out! Spill your seed! Spill that hate, Daddy," cried Izuku while his liquids were flinging from his cock. Aizawa felt his liquids covering his hand. He placed it into Izumi's mouth, instructing him to lick it. Feeling his tongue wrapping around his finger as if it was the tastiest candy in the world only excited Shouta.

Shouta knew his balls were being emptied. He was getting ready to empty his clip inside Izuku's ass. "I am about to come, Izumi! I am coming! I am coming!" Shouta strained as he gripped his hand tightly on Izuku's dick. He used his other hand to grip Izuku's hip before busting his hot milk inside of him.

Each spurt, Aizawa buried his face into Izuku's back. He tightened his grip on Izuku's ass, wanting him to accept every ounce of his seed inside of him. Izuku moaned in ecstasy, happily accepting the warm milk he wanted and craved since their first interaction at his office. "Your warm milk is inside of me," cried Izuku. He wasn't done. He didn't have enough. He wanted more of Aizawa-sensei's milk. "I can feel your babies desperately wanting a womb." He pursed his lips. "But, I will always be your girl." He slid of Aizawa's dick. He got up, feeling his spunk dribbling down his legs. He turned around, whistling at the sight. "Damn, you blew a fat one in me. And this is your second time nutting." He wagged his finger. "Have you not been taking care of yourself, young man?"

How could Shouta relieve himself? Ever since tasting Izuku's asspussy, he couldn't even perform well with Emi when she decided to consummate their relationship. Whenever he would enter her pussy, his dick would soften. Blaming it on whiskey dick, he resorted to eating out Emi's pussy. However, when he thought of Izumi's flesh, it stood at attention.

Izumi stretched his hands. He was careful not to let Aizawa-sensei's spunk drenched on the floor or any of the merchandise. He had to remind himself that they were having sex in the fitting room at Victoria's Secret in the mall. Being a man of his word, Aizawa-sensei promised to purchase some underwear for Izuku.

Aizawa sat up on the bench. He was reaching for his pants when Izumi returned in front of him. "Can't leave any drops, can we? Allow me to clean you up." Aizawa sat his head back to the wall while Izumi got his knees and licked any remaining spunk from his dick. His deep-set emerald eyes laid upon him. Izumi wanted Aizawa to watch. He wanted him to get turned on. He loved with a man's carnal desire overtakes him.

He made popping noises, gliding his tongue on each end of his phallus and shaft. He allowed his dick to partake his mouth, touching the uvula. Izuku used his hands to massage Aizawa's balls.

Aizawa closed his eyes, trying to take himself away from this. He should be feeling bad. He was not only having a forbidden relationship with a student, he was also cheating on his girlfriend. The slurping noise continued. It wasn't long when his rising son was stirred. Izuku didn't stop as he was gagging on his dick. He used his free hand to spread and rub Aizawa's leg.

Instinctively, Aizawa propped his hands on Izuku's head. He began using his hips to skullfuck Izuku's mouth. Aizawa closed his eyes. He didn't want to think he was a sugar daddy and a cheater. This was a cheap fling. A cheap fuck. He was only relieving himself because he was a man and a man has needs.

The slurping noises continued while Izuku continued gnawing on Aizawa's dick and massaging his balls. Aizawa used his head to speed it up. By now, a sales clerk will be questioning the duration of their longevity in the locker room.

On the surface to the workers, they were father and daughter.

"Come, Daddy," muttered Izuku while licking under his phallus. "Come, Daddy. Let me your seeds! Coat my mouth pussy with your milk."

Aizawa kept thrusting. He grunted when he felt his seeds depositing inside of Izuku's mouth. Izuku hummed in delight. Greedily accepting all of Aizawa's seeds. Izuku continued sucking each of Aizawa's spurts until he couldn't release anymore.

Izumi slowly removed his mouth from Aizawa's clean-looking cock. Aizawa watched when Izumi opened his mouth. His baby batter covered and coated in Izuku's mouth. He was swishing around, showing him that every place was covered before swallowing it.

Izumi as he grabbed Aizawa's neck and wrapped his lips around his. The couple shared a kiss, leaving a little treat for Aizawa to taste. Izumi tilted his neck, making him swallow his own spunk. Izuku giggled. "Now we both share a taste of each other."

Sometime later…

"That will be $252.08," exclaimed the sales clerk when alerting Aizawa the cost of buying Izumi lingerie. Using his private credit card, he watched as the clerk scanned the card. He wouldn't miss the money. He wasn't planning to visit any host club or private massage parlors anytime soon.

"Thanks, Daddy!" Izumi delightfully accepted the bags as he proceeded in exiting the store. Aizawa turned to the blank expression of the sales clerk.

He was rubbing the back of his head out of nervousness. "What can I say? She has been a good girl! Fiesty like her mother."

The sales clerk frowned as she gave Aizawa his receipt. Knowing that he would have to produce a lie about his payment, he put it aside as he was exiting out of the store.

"So many goodies to choose from, Daddy," said Izumi as she grabbed Aizawa's hand. "Shall we use some of this at our next gathering?"

"Do you have other boyfriends to bribe," asked Aizawa-sensei. Shouta wasn't being rude. He was stating facts. Knowing of Izumi's seductive nature, he knew that there were others. Therefore, he wasn't jealous. He knew that this was nothing more than a payroll than out of romance.

"Nah," said Izumi while sticking his tongue. "Who needs those boys when there is an entire man to take care of me and to give me lots and lots of loving." He twirled to his direction, briefly showing his panties for anyone who paid attention. "Why settle for burgers when there is a prime steak in front of me?" He pecked Aizawa on the cheek before flicking his nose. "Nope! Sorry, Daddy! Won't be losing me that easily." He stopped when seeing a bakery. "Oh! Let's go and get Danish! Don't worry, Daddy! It's my treat! You are going to need your funds for tonight at the hotel!"

"Izumi? I do have a life! I have Emi! She expects me home soon."

"Hmm?! If you do go home, mind if I come and tell her about our arrangement?" His eyes were batting. A whiff of his honeydew fragrance entranced his nose.

"I can say that Yagi-sensei and Kayama-sensei wanted to continue discussing business and I've missed the train," said Aizawa-sensei. "And staying at hotel."

"Yay!" Izumi wrapped his arms around Shouta. "You're the best, Daddy! C'mon. Let's go before there won't be any more Danish." She pecked him on the cheek.

Hail Mary, full of grace!

Shouta knew that this succubus wasn't going to leave anytime soon. Izumi intertwined Shouta's hand as they were heading to the bakery. As Izumi continued talking, Aizawa reminded himself of what kind of predicament he had placed himself into. Instead of capturing the angel, it was the angel that captured him.

"Can't wait to showcase my outfits tonight," said Izumi. "Just knowing that I am doing all of this for you. This is so exciting! Which underwear should I wear, Daddy?"

Not an angel, but a devil.

A succubus! An alp! An incubus! A soul stealer!

And a sugar baby!

The End...for now!