It has been a few days since the Provisional Exams. The classes it were quite light, letting the students recuperate from the rigorous test. There were talks of work studies that the students could participate in. Unlike the internships, this one was optional, except for Katsuki, who failed it.
He was unsure if he wanted to, considering Ochaco's, and potentially Momo's if things didn't go well with her Clan, precarious situations. The last thing he wanted for either of them to be in danger and he won't know it until hours later because he was busy patrolling or arresting criminals that could've been done by any of the tens of thousands other heroes.
While he understood it was more than those two, the risk was just too much.
"I'll at least be able to respond to Normie threats now without the threat of getting penalized, at least," he muttered as he got dressed for his shift at The Crowley.
Opening the door to the pub, he saw Midnight arranging the drinks and readying for the evening. When she saw him, she called out. "Ah. Izuku. There's another fancy letter for you. This one delivered by some suspiciously pointy-eared young fellow with a ramrod posture. I'd guess Camelot Army rather than FedEx."
"Ochaco again, you think?"
"Same seal. Same unpleasant magical surprise for unauthorized readers. I suspect the new courier service is more a sign of her lack of trust in the diplomatic corps than a change in sender."
"How are you even able to see magic? You've got no Spark of your own, right?"
"Seeing magic isn't hard. Well, unless someone's as overpowered as you. A tiny bit of magic flowing through you is all you need, and...well, I certainly have a tiny bit flowing. For medical purposes. If anything, the lack of a Spark helps; the precision of a Healer is at least partially because their senses aren't blinded by their own oversized Spark."
"Fascinating," the young man said.
"Anyway, the Noble Clans are still playing their games. Though I think the Army is loyal, at least. Evidently, your wife agrees."
"I guess the time will come to start cleaning house."
"Perhaps," she shrugged. "Though I wonder if you'll be so keen for bloodshed once you've seen the aftermath a few times."
"'Nothing except a battle lost can be half so melancholy as a battle won,'" he quoted as he moved the tables into place.
"Just remember that the Pendragons are prone to extremes. Unfailing loyalty...and unrelenting vengeance. Erec was an idiot for letting it slide this far, but the Clans may end up the bigger idiots for taking the opportunity offered."
"What do you mean?"
"If this becomes a civil war, not just conflict and political maneuvering but actual civil war...your wife is likely to be utterly merciless. The Pendragons are fearsome when roused. And she will be backed by the power of a newly ascended God and his Companions."
"You're cheerful today, Nemuri," he sarcastically said.
"I've got a brutal headache; I'm hoping that's just whatever I drank yesterday, but I fear it'll be something worse. Now, open the letter, let's see what it says."
"Headache?" Izuku asked, concerned. "Like when the Glade appeared?"
"No, just...something is building. Nothing as scary as Nimue's little spell, but something big."
"Think happy thoughts."
"Just open the damned letter; it's not as if your wife would send you nude pictures by military courier."
"A man could hope, right?" The sound of paper ripping was heard, and then the envelope opened. He took out a piece of folded paper from the envelope. It had a wax seal of the Kingdom of Camelot's coat of arms.
He opened it. "Dear Izuku. Since you failed to respond to my last letter I am sending this one through a different route. Hopefully, it has better luck arriving than the preceding ones."
"Oh, I really don't like the sound of that."
"I intend to visit Japan this Friday, though this time I will be travelling with a full entourage. It would be nice to have time for dinner, though I fear we shall have to cut things earlier than last time."
"So. Dinner, but no nookie. Sucks, but at least I'll get to see her again. And a full entourage will keep her safe when travelling."
"Lord Morris has returned to the Court at my personal request. This has caused a flurry of protests, most loudly from the Yarkow Clan and their allies. It is good to have his reassuring competency once again at Court."
"Well, at least one part of this seems to have worked out."
"He is quite dismayed at the changes to the Army since he last saw it, with several loyal officers prematurely pensioned off and new officers seemingly recruited based on personal relations than merit."
"The only question is it's caused by corruption or treason. Probably both."
"Thankfully we remain well-guarded, both by the Gurkha Battalion and the House Guardians. The Court has picked up a strange stillness, and I look forward to the 27th when the planned festivities will lighten all our hearts; mine especially."
"I just hope it's enough," Izuku said, breathing deeply.
"My courier will be back later tonight to pick up your reply, given the irregularities in the current mail service. Without a way to securely seal the letter you may however wish to consider carefully what you write."
The end of the letter caused him to tighten his jaw as he closed it. "Nemuri, is there any way I could just dump a PAIR or something into the seal? So the letter is protected?"
"Absolutely not," she denied. "You lack the skill and control, not to mention your current definition of a 'pair' is enough to incinerate not just the letter, but also the reader, and likely the continent they're standing on."
"Could you?"
"Yes, but I won't. Your wife would know that it couldn't be from you and would suspect any other sender," she said, before groaning in pain and grabbing her head. "Just suck it up, write something innocuous, and if it's read by the wrong person it won't matter. There's stationary behind the Counter," she pointed.
"Okay. I'll leave the letter here for the courier. You'll give it to him?"
"Why so suspicious, Izuku? But yes, I promise I'll give it to the courier. I will only ever set you up for your own good."
"Thanks, I think."
He went behind the counter, picking up a paper and a pencil. He briefly considered his words. Several things came to mind but he couldn't express them without rousing suspicion. Instead, he settled on something brief. "To Her Royal Highness. I am grateful for your missive, and look forward to a brief audience with you this upcoming Friday."
Izuku clenched his fists as he glared at the letter, angry that he couldn't even talk to her properly through a letter.
"Very nice, Izuku."
"Don't make me more pissed, Nemuri. I'm tempted to just hand-deliver it. Take Itsuka, Mina and Momo on a road trip to Camelot."
"Don't overturn your poor wife's house of cards, Izuku. You're a loose cannon in this scenario, and I fear your Chosen lack the experience to restrain you from any stray impulses."
"Dunno what you're talking about, Nemuri."
"Okay, let's check them one by one, shall we? Why don't you sit? Here, my treat," she paused, mixing a drink and giving one to Izuku. "Ashido Mina always had great aspirations and ambition to be more. This caused her to be more than a little unstable in the head. That, and resisting The Voices for almost all her life; how the third most powerful Sorc alive managed to deny them for so long is incomprehensible. But going back, that same ambition has now redirected to you, skewing her goals to now give you your wants and needs. She would never stop you."
"That...does seem right."
"And relying on Kendo Itsuka...well, I don't have to tell you how ridiculous the notion of a Werewolf being the rational one in the party, do I? She was always devoted to you, your little lapdog, but she would not stop you unless you're heading into danger yourself. And even then, she'll likely do it herself if it meant protecting you."
"What about Momo?"
"Yaoyorozu Momo has just become your Chosen less than a week ago. She literally would worship the ground you walked on, if her social awareness wasn't stopping her. Even then, I'm sure she was doing it in her head, if not in private. Give it time, she may become a partner instead of a devotee."
"Ah. But I don't need any restraining, Nemuri."
She frowned at that foolish statement. "You're a newly ascended God, Izuku. Every single one of you behaves as if the world has no limits...and no predators fiercer than yourself. The fact that you might be partially right in this particular case does not improve matters."
"Sounds like you're speaking from experience."
"And it sounds like you ought to mind your own damned business. Nothing will come out of you storming into Camelot like an angry bull. Your time is coming, but not yet."
"I hate this waiting. Here's the letter," he said as he handed it to her. "Make sure the courier gets it and let me know if he fails to show up. This particular mail will not go missing or I'll hunt down the postmaster myself."
"Relax. You've got a romantic date planned. I'm sure you and Ochaco will work things out."
"Indeed."
"Now, off you go. Your pacing is not improving my headache. You're excused today. Go kill some poor helpless creature in Elsewhere or hang out with your daughter or something."
"Maybe I will. Thanks, Nemuri."
And so he did. And as if thinking he needed them as well, the girls from 1-B gave him a visit. He expected Itsuka, if ever, but Kinoko and Ibara were visiting him as well. They watched movies throughout the night as he was surrounded by the girls he cherished minus his wife. The girls gave him a goodbye kiss as they went back to their dorm.
Before he fell asleep, he got a video call from Melissa, mostly apologizing for not contacting for so long and that she would be visiting within the week. She also provided the result of Eri's Quirk examination, which was a Quirk called 'Rewind,' allowing her to reverse a person into an earlier state, potentially to the genetic level. She apologized it took longer than expected because of the strange phenomenon whenever she tried to test her blood, with it introducing so much noise to the results. She advised to get that looked at, if it was related to Magic.
Izuku and Eri were glad to know she'll be around soon. And that he'll try to ask around if anyone could. The three of them said their goodbyes before the father-daughter duo went to sleep.
Their breathing slowly calmed and synchronized, the silver-haired girl snuggled closer. She sighed, content, as she was held tightly by her Papa.
The minutes turn to hours, the dark sky slowly turned into a deep blue, the sun rising from the east. It was early morning, and Izuku got ready for his Evoker lessons.
As he finished buttoning his shirt, he mused that he actually liked the Evoker lectures, now that he was actually learning something. And he found Booker to be a cool teacher, actually.
'But then again, I did quite like Eindridi until the bastard hit me in the back. So like and trust probably shouldn't be the same things.'
He opened the window to jump out of it, landing perfectly on the grass, barely rustling the grass underfoot. He made his way to the class, before he heard Nana calling from behind. "Morning, Izuku," she greeted, resting her arms on his shoulders as she floated herself. "Ye're looking kinda pissed; everything okay?"
He touched his face, unaware of the expression he was making. "Yeah, just...irritated. The Court is giving Ochaco grief."
"Aye, they do that. Can't say I didnae warn ye. Though I thought yer problem was going to be pissing off the royals, not marrying them."
"Yeah, well. Ready to go?"
"Aye, let's see what Booker's got for us," she answered, sensing Izuku didn't want to talk about it.
They made their way to the classroom, with Izuku wrapping his arms around Nana's waist. This solicited a surprised gasp from her, but she didn't push him away.
The Evoker duo chatted about many things, trying to pass the time as Booker entered the room. "Ah. Izuku. I'm glad you made it today."
"Morning, Professor Booker. What's our lecture for today?"
Booker's expression changed to frustration, his brows furrowed as he shook his head. "Ain't one. I just got news from Montrose Royal Lunatic Asylum."
"Why do I get a bad feeling?"
"Because you're not quite as dumb as you look. Sarah broke out of there a few weeks ago."
"Shit. Wait, 'a few weeks ago'? How come nobody told me?"
Nana, confused by what she just heard, "Wait, Sarah? You mean, our thot teacher, Sarah? Why did she get sent to Montrose."
"I guess it's my fault. Damn."
"She tried to blackmail him. It backfired rather spectacularly."
"I didn't try to do anything like that. I was just...angry. And she clearly thought she had some kind of hold over me. So I gave her a chunk of magic. Enough that she passed out."
"How do you give someone magic? Did you make her Chosen or something? And even knocking her out shouldn't send her to the loonie bin."
"I...well. I'll let Booker fill you in. He swore me to secrecy. But all I wanted to do was show her real magic, so she'd back the fuck off."
"And that was the whole reason?" Booker asked.
"No. I...I was angry. I wanted to fill her with Evoker power...let her see what she could never have. That part bothers me. The anger, and how I wanted to teach her a lesson."
Booker looked at Izuku in the eye and said, "Be a little careful with your anger. It will lead ye to places ye dunnae wanna go. Places ye never quite return from. Ye're far too powerful already to let it off its leash."
Izuku let out a deep sigh. "So. Sarah. How did she get out? Let me guess: she seduced one of the guards, didn't she?"
"I wish. They found a summoning circle, drawn in blood. Not hers."
"Shit."
"Oh, it gets better. They had her in the low security ward. With the other inmates. They're still sorting out the body-parts, but there were at least a dozen other Sparkies there. No Evokers, thankfully, but a number of Enchanters."
"Crap. Liches?"
"I see yer education hasn't been completely wasted. I expect, once they finish puzzling together the pieces, we'll find there's at least two sets missing. Possibly three. And there's new Lord of the Cult stalking the shadows."
"And one with a personal grudge against me. Awesome. Why didn't we get told about this earlier?"
"The usual. The ones in charge tried to cover up the shitshow, and failed utterly. And buckle up since it gets worse."
"How does this get any worse? We're being hunted by a psycho thot necromancer with a small army of Liches and a personal vendetta. Nevermind not knowing since when."
"She wrote something on the wall in blood. Maybe it makes sense to you. 'The Doors will be Opened. What was Promised will be Given. The world will end. In Fire and Ice.'"
"The Outsiders. Merlin's grand plan. It's happening already. We've got to stop her, or this is gonna get bad."
"So. The Doom the Yaoyorozu Seer was talking about. We'll see about that. The Hunters Squad is searching for her now, if she's anywhere in Scotland, the Hunters will find her. I heard they're scrambling the Hereford Squad as well; there should be four full Fists there by nighttime. I don't care how many meat puppets she's got; we'll nail her."
"I got the Knights of the Lake together."
"And do what, lad?"
"Find her. Take her down. Between Itsuka, Mina, and Momo, there's very few things that can stay hidden. Then Nana and I take them apart."
"Damn straight," Nana agreed. "Ye'll not be finding us on our arses when the trouble starts."
"Ye think they're scrambling 4 full Fists to deal with this for fun, Izuku? A Lord of the Cult is a dangerous enemy."
"Good. Then there's no need to hold back."
"No. But I'd prefer if you go easy on the planet. It ain't perfect, but it's home."
"Don't worry. The KoTL can handle a couple of Liches these days," Izuku smirked, a glint in his eye.
Booker sighed. "We are similar enough to the creatures of Elsewhere. What we Evokers have over beasties that prey on Humanity, son, is discipline and coordination. We are not just warriors, we are soldiers. Never forget that."
"I know. It's just...infuriating. All this Power and I can't fix Ochaco's problems at Court; can't even tap into it without people freaking out. Well, here we finally have a target that deserves it. An Agent of the Outsiders. A mass murdering psychopathic necromancer."
"Ye cannae master yer enemy until ye master yerself. Right now yer almost as much of a danger to us as ye are to them."
"I'm in control of myself, Booker. Irritated...and frustrated. But in control."
Booker paced back and forth in front of the classroom, stopping, and glancing at Izuku's direction before he repeated the same. Eventually, he decided to drop the subject.
He looked at Izuku and said, "I assume yer aware that the Queen in Exile will be here tomorrow?"
"Yes, I am."
"Figured ye might. High level meetings between the government and the Court in Exile. Lots of posh bastards running around everywhere. Lots of nervous bodyguards."
Then it clicked in Izuku's mind. "Oh, shit. Ochaco. The Lords of the Cult tried to kill her once already."
"Did they now? Well, the Queen is hardly defenseless. And she's travelling with a full escort."
"We've got to find Sarah; she could still be targeted by them."
"Something is happening, soon. Just...keep yer calm, lad."
"If the Cult threatens my wife, Booker, the gloves come off."
"Aye, lad. Just remember ye have allies. If the shit gets real, come talk to me. Before ye do something ye cannae undo."
"I will. But for now, I'm going to get geared up. If Sarah shows up with her meat-puppets, we'll be ready."
"Let me know if you spot her. I'm coordinating with Keith. If she shows up, I can be there with a Fist in less than 5 minutes. Ye dunnae need fight every battle alone, kid."
Izuku nodded. "Will do. Now, if you'll excuse us, we've got an evil necromancer to slay and Ragnarök to prevent. Sounds like normal homework for Evoker class."
Booker smirked, "Just about. Write me up a progress report for next week, would ye. And son...?"
"Aye? I mean, yes?"
"Try to be safe. I know ye think ye're immortal, but ye're still only flesh and blood. We've got a full military deployment incoming, ye dunnae need to fight this alone. No unnecessary risks, remember."
"I only take the necessary ones. Bye, professor. See you next Thursday."
"Happy hunting."
As Izuku walked out of the room, Nana followed him. "What's the plan?"
Izuku pulled out his phone, finding Itsuka's contact pressing the call button. As she answered, Izuku interrupted her greeting. "I'm heading back to The Crowley. Get everyone together. I'll meet you all at the Lake."
"Yes, Master," the call ended as quickly as it started.
"Nana. Prepare for war. It's coming."
"Aye, we will," she nodded, her face determined.
Izuku quickly made his way to The Crowley. As he entered, he was greeted with the sight of Midnight, instructing a bog troll on how to properly polish glasses.
"Hey, Nemuri," he greeted.
"Hello, Izuku," she greeted, noticing his serious expression. "Are you alright? You look like intending to kill someone."
"Sarah. She's turned to the dark side."
"I assure you that hag has been firmly on the dark side since the day she was born. But I thought they had her locked up?"
Izuku explained what Booker told him. And when he told her about what she wrote in blood, she went, "Oh shit."
"You know what it meant?"
"The firsts two parts are...old. The last part was not."
"Huh?"
"The Doors between our World and the Outside will be opened, and the Outsiders will return to the world. The Lords of the Cult will rule the world as kings. That is the basic MO of the Cult."
"Charming."
"Indeed. Though the last part was new. It's hard to rule the world if it's ended, in fire or ice."
"She did break when I gave her magic. Probably just scrambled her brains a bit."
"In this case, the break appears to have let something else in; if anything, she might be Seeing things clearer than her new colleagues."
"I guess it's too much to hope for that the other Lords wipe her out of heresy, right?"
"I wouldn't count on it, no. Though it's probably worth asking if the rest of them got the memo."
"Well, we'll find her. The Knights are gathering at the Lake. You coming?"
"Sounds hot and messy. I'll just stay here, keep the bar ready and serving drinks. Just remember, a Lord of the Cult is never more vulnerable than right after they turn."
"Why?"
"That's when they don't have any backups. A Lord can create a receptacle and retreat to that if they die. It grants them a certain degree of immortality. Time has passed, but she might still be creating a backup. It requires a lot of time to set up."
"So our best chance to kill her once and for all is now. Good to know."
"She knows that too. So if I was to guess, she's over the hills and far away right now, looking for a place to hole up and bury her backup. But don't let that stop you kids from having fun."
"I'll see you later," he said, walking towards the Lake. His mind was racing about preventing Sarah from hurting Ochaco. "Try running from a Chosen Seer, thot," he smirked.
He continued his steps, the familiar-looking Gate eventually in front of him.
"Welcome, Promised One," it greeted.
"Just what was 'Promised,' Gate?" he growled, but the construct didn't answer. Annoyed, he cursed and stepped into the Lake.
Surprised, he saw Mina and the others were already there, fully kitted out.
"Hi, Daddy!"
"Hi, Mina. Everyone."
"Master, good to see you safe," Itsuka greeted.
"Hello, Itsuka. You must've been busy."
"Nah, I handed my resignation to The Hunters."
"Wait, what? But why?"
"There's no space for confused loyalties, not with what's coming. I'm briefly considering quitting UA too, but I'll follow your lead."
The last part surprised everyone, especially Kinoko. "Really, shroom?"
"Yeah, I'd be ripping the band-aid off sooner, that way. Unless...Master wants me to stay?"
"Stay for now. No need to cut off options," he instructed.
"Of course, Master. Keith also wanted to send his regards. They heard that Scotland Hunters got Sarah's trail. But it ain't good."
"Is she going after Ochaco?"
"Looks like she's gone to ground; the Hunters lost her at the Firth of Forth."
"Where was that?"
"An estuary over there. Anyway, they've tracked her to a mansion there. Big house, private dock; that kinda place. Someone did a real number on the family that lived there; they don't get scared easy, but from what I heard, they were looking green."
"Shit. Does the Cult always act like crazy mass murderers?"
"Sometimes," she shrugged. "Usually just after they turn. A lifetime of hate and finally one day there are no repercussions. They usually calm down. Going around murdering people en masse is the kind of thing that gets them hunted down with extreme prejudice."
"Well, crap."
"Anyway, after she was...done...with the family, she grabbed their boat. Read the report just before I quit. German heroes reported the boat abandoned near Bremerhaven. The trail's gone cold, and she's loose somewhere in the continent."
"Momo?"
"Yes, Danna-sama?"
"Can you trace them?"
"She's...Veiled herself, I think. May I borrow some power from you?"
"Always, Momo."
"Thank you, Danna-sama," she replied, smiling. Her eyes glowed purple as her Sight was amplified, letting her See the ripples of magic through the Veil. "I found her. She's in Dresden."
"Dresden? Why there?"
Nana, who just arrived, listened to the conversation. She was in deep thoughts until she remembered the importance of the place. "Crap," she cursed.
"What did I miss?"
"Dresden. It's got history. It was the high seat of the Cult in Europe, decades before Quirks. Despite everything that happened, it looks like they're still operating there."
For Izuku, there wasn't even a need to think about it. "Then let's go get her."
"You want to invade Germany, Master?" Itsuka asked, surprised.
"I'm not invading anything."
Nana interjected, a slight panic in her expression and tone. "Whether anyone knows it yet, yer still the head of state of the Court in Exile. Ye cannae just show up in Germany with a private army and start thrashing the place. Ochaco would have kittens if she knew ye even thought of doing something like that."
Izuku clicked his tongue, completely unamused by the restrictions. "So, what do we do?"
"Tell the Germans," Nana suggested. "Let their military deal with it. They've had enough experience with the Cult to know letting them get a foothold is a bad idea."
Izuku paced back-and-forth. He felt it was the always same. He couldn't use the powers he got to help Ochaco and the others. But he realized the silver-lining within it and sighed. "At least she wasn't coming after Ochaco. Or anyone."
"That's the other thing," Itsuka added. "Embassy said that the meeting's canceled. I guess the VIPs got cold feet."
"Shit, and the day's just getting worse. I was looking forward to seeing Ochaco tomorrow."
"I know, Master. I can feel your frustrations from the link. But at least she's safe."
"Damn. Okay, looks like the hunt's called off."
There was silence for a few moments before Nana broke it. "I'll let Aniki know that she's in Dresden for him to pass it along."
"Thanks."
She waved goodbye, leaving the Glade.
"Sorry about this, everyone."
"It's okay, shroom. I won't turn down the chance seeing you," Kinoko reassured her. "Oh, would you be okay if we take Eri-chan for a little bit, shroom?"
"Take her where?"
"To the mall for some shopping, shroom. Pony-chan seem to adore her. The other girls were also curious about her. I promise we'll protect her, shroom," she asked, determined.
"I trust you. Just don't overwhelm her, okay? Have fun."
"Thanks, Izuku!" she kissed him before following after Nana.
Everyone agreed. Each one of them gave their reassurance to Izuku as they walked off and went back to the Portal, shortly following Nana.
All that was left were Izuku and his Chosen along with Kitsune. "Not so sad, Daddy," Mina called out. "Why don't the four of us go back to your room? A Chosen night out with our Daddy?" she said, grinning from ear to ear.
"You know what, Mina? That doesn't sound such a bad idea. Momo, you up for it?"
"Eh? Together? All of us...but...I don't know, Danna-sama. If you really want to?"
"Yeah, I'd love to. If you and Itsuka were okay with it, of course."
Itsuka shrugged, her eyes meeting his. "I'm down for anything for you. You know that."
"Momo?" he prompted.
"If you want to, Danna-sama. Just...just be gentle."
"We will be. And you can just watch, first, if you feel more comfortable like that."
"I...I'd rather not. I've spent too much of my life watching, forever not participating. With you, I can finally be part of the world as well."
"Okay, it's a plan. Foxy, we'll take good care of Momo."
Hakone no Kitsune only glared at Izuku but knowing that she couldn't convince her ward to leave, she walked away without saying anything.
Once the fox was gone, Izuku turned to the rest. "You girls ready?"
"You bet, Daddy," Mina grinned, holding out her hands. "Oh, I've been looking forward to this. Only pity is that Ochaco isn't here. But that's okay. Next time."
"I'm not sure she's up for that, Mina," he told her as they went towards the Portal, past the Gate.
Mina, thinking it more as a dare, smirked, "Just you wait, Daddy. I can be very persuasive."
"I don't doubt that. But Ochaco is also quite stubborn when she wants to. And not really in a sharing mood about sex."
"The trick, Daddy, is to not fight her head on. Then she'll just resist. Instead we make her think it's her idea all along."
"Likely good advice for married life, even without the context about outrageous sexual adventures."
"They're hardly outrageous, Daddy. They're just what you need after a hard day. And just what I need every day."
Izuku stifled a laugh as Portal came to view. "Never change, Mina."
"Of course not. A woman marries a man, thinking she'll change him. A man marries a woman, hoping she'll never change," the pink girl replied, as the five of them stepped through the Portal.
"I think Ochaco married me hoping I wouldn't die in her arms. And you're my Chosen, not my wife. Wives."
As they stepped out of the basement, Midnight was serving a group of tanukis some drinks. She saw Izuku moving to the second floor and said, "Ah, Izuku. I see that when the cat was away, the mice came over to play."
"That's for me to know and for you to speculate on."
"Ah. Young lust. Reminds me of you mother, come to think about it. Now there was a girl that had absolutely no boundaries. Nor a gag reflex, for that matter. Good times."
"Not enjoying the image, Nemuri. Good night."
Once they were at his room, Mina's fingers circled around Izuku's chest. "Why don't you get refreshed, Daddy? We'll get...ready for you."
"Yeah, sure. I'll be right back," he replied as he made his way to the bathroom. The water hit his skin as he got ready for his fun night with his Chosen.
LEMON START
He exited the bathroom, and found Itsuka, Mina, and Momo, all naked, posing for him on the bed as the morning light hit their skins. Momo lay on the bed, as if ready to accept him at any time. Mina was sitting, her legs apart, revealing her glistening cunt to him as she playfully bit her finger, her eyes inviting him. Itsuka was playing with her nipples, lightly pulling them as she sat next to Mina.
"Welcome back, Daddy," Mina greeted.
"Damn, you girls look good."
"Of course, Daddy, we're your Chosen," Mina bragged, a smile on her face. "Now, what would you like, Daddy?"
"Come over here, you three," he instructed, standing besides the bed.
The girls slowly approached him. Mina crawled over to his cock, her nose inhaling the smell, as Itsuka and Momo kissed his cheek, their hands tracing his chest.
"Why don't we get this started," Mina whispered as she grabbed his dick, giving it a kiss.
"You're insatiable, Mina."
"Just how you like us, Daddy," the pink girl said as she gave his frenulum a lick, sending pleasure to his lower body.
His arms wrapped around Momo to his right and Itsuka to his left, his fingers digging into the supple flesh. "And you two, too. So good to have you all," he said, kissing Itsuka with his tongue exploring her mouth before switching to Momo, giving a gentle but passionate kiss as their lips danced.
As their lips separated, the ravenette girl spoke, "We're yours, Danna-sama."
He moved his hands towards Itsuka's breast, massaging the mounds, pinching her nipple and rolling it between his fingers. Itsuka, her cheeks flushed and eyes hazy with lust, moaned, "Ah, fuck, that's good. You always know just how to touch me, Master."
Momo, not wanting to get outdone, grabbed her tits and rubbed her nipples on Izuku's chest. Izuku grinned at this, thinking it was her way to grab his attention. He kissed her neck, nibbling and sucking her sensitive skin, drawing a long, soft moan from the creation Chosen.
"I'll make you feel good, too, Danna-sama," she cooed.
"Me too, Master. Please," Itsuka pleaded.
"I want to hear more, too," Mina said as she began to cover his cock with her breast, lapping the head of his manhood with her tongue.
"Fuck, I'm so lucky to have you girls," he praised. His hands traveled down the redhead and the raven-haired girls' bodies, sending electricity down their spines.
His left hand reached Itsuka's full behind, teasing her asshole with his fingers before giving her ass cheeks a spank as she let out an excited yelp. He grabbed it roughly, arousing the werewolf further.
The right hand was gentler, fingers barely touching Momo's skin as his middle finger moved to caress her dripping nether lips.
Izuku continued his actions, as his tongue explored Itsuka's mouth, his tongue swirling inside her mouth, licking every part of her oral cavern, before retreating. The werewolf was disappointed, before the same tongue made its way to her ear, making Itsuka squirm from the pleasure.
He felt Mina's movements quicken, her head bobbing faster. Her lips tightened as she sucked, her tongue twirling around the head.
"Fuck, Mina, your mouth feels good."
She didn't respond, continuing her task. She moved her right hand to his testicles, massaging the orbs. Her other hand was busy rubbing her clit, her moans echoing as she tried to make her Daddy feel good.
"That's it, you're doing good, Mina," he praised, his breathing growing heavy.
"I'll do better, Daddy," she whispered, her hot breath on his shaft. She licked the side of his cock, her tongue leaving a trail of saliva. Her pink lips moved closer to the head, kissing it before sucking the glans.
Momo and Itsuka, both enamored by the scene, felt their arousal rising, their hearts pounding, and their breathing grew heavier. Itsuka's legs were already dripping as her fingers played with her folds, trying to match her lover's pace.
Momo was no different, her juices dripping onto the sheets, her hands playing with her breasts. "Ah, Danna-sama," she moaned.
Izuku felt he was nearing his climax from the excitement and sensation of Mina's tongue playing with his dick. "Get ready girls. I'm giving you all a treat."
Itsuka giggled, kneeling beside Mina. Mina let go of his cock with a pop sound and knelt in front of him. Momo, having a guess at what he meant, copied the two. The three of them opened their mouths, their tongues sticking out.
"You ready?"
The girls nodded, their eyes staring at him with lust.
His balls contracted as his shaft swelled. White cum erupted from his urethra, landing on the girls' tongues and faces. Mina and Itsuka swallowed his cum, their tongues licking the remnants left on their mouths.
Momo, on the other hand, was hesitant, but feeling the sticky liquid on her tongue, she decided to swallow. She was pleasantly surprised she didn't find it as bad as she expected. The thought of it being Izuku's was more than likely influenced her reaction.
"Did you enjoy my gift, girls?"
"It was delicious, Daddy. Can we have more?" Mina begged, a pout on her face.
"You can have some later," he chuckled. "But for now, it's time for the main event. Who wants to go first?" He looked at them, his manhood still standing tall.
Mina had an idea and whispered something to the girls. Itsuka agreed while Momo looked perplexed at first. But after another whisper from Mina, she looked at Izuku before giving a small nod.
He was curious what his Chosen were planning and was surprised as they started kissing each other, their eyes occasionally glancing at him. They licked off his cum from each other's faces and the stray bits on their napes.
Mina's kisses were playful and deliberate. Choosing the best angle for Izuku to see both her tongue and the essence she was licking off, making it look as sensual as possible. Though he noticed her occasionally making a display of doing it on empty spots, just to see his reaction.
Itsuka's were more dog-like, hers closer to grooming than passion. But that didn't take away the sexiness of letting her tongue run up and down the other's face and neck. But careful not to overwhelm the girls, mostly Momo. Probably pulling from her experience with group passionate nights with Izuku and his exes before.
And then there was Momo, who seemed to struggle with the concept of kissing someone else. She had little experience, and her attempts at the art were clumsy and inexperienced. But even then, the fact she was willing to put her insecurities aside for him was more than enough to make his heart swell. She was also the one who glanced at him the most.
Each explored the sensation on their bodies, the warmth combined with the slick feeling of saliva made them shudder. Each eye contact with Izuku made it obvious that this was a display for his benefit, not their own. Not that his hungry eyes looking at them as if they were his dinner tonight didn't tingle their wombs.
The fact that it was his spunk made the scene hotter. His cock twitched at the sight, eager to join in.
"Did you enjoy our gift to you, Daddy?" Mina asked as she broke the kiss, licking her lips, savoring the taste of the green-haired God.
Each of them enjoyed the attention Izuku gave them. They didn't need to feel the link to know how much that aroused him.
"Absolutely. Ready for start of the main event?"
Mina thought for a moment before moving behind Momo, smirking. "Why don't we let the newest Sister have the fun first?"
"I-" Momo felt the blood rushing to her cheeks as her eyes met Izuku. Her heart intensified its excited rhythm. She looked at his eyes, and smiled. "Okay."
The two moved to give Izuku space for Momo, who lay on the bed. Izuku smirked, "You really like missionary, huh, Momo?"
Her face, red as a tomato, was the answer. "I just want to look at you, Danna-sama. I want to see the face you make when I please you."
He got on the bed, his eyes meeting hers. His hands grabbed hers, squeezing gently, before moving them on her chest. "And what a pretty face it is. Now, I'm going to put it in," he warned, his hand guiding his cock into her warm entrance.
He pushed in, her walls tightening. "Ah," she gasped, her eyes widening, her mouth forming an 'O' shape as she gripped the sheets.
Izuku leaned in, their faces inches apart. "Is everything alright?"
"Y-yes, Danna-sama, but it feels...different than last time. I...It feels better."
"Well, your body's getting used to it. So, ready?"
She gave a nod and he pulled out until only the tip remained inside, and thrust back in. He felt her walls grip him tightly, making it harder to thrust.
Momo closed her eyes and bit her lip, enjoying the sensation. The bed rocked and the creaking of the wooden frame echoed. Her body jerked as he penetrated her, her hands grabbing his.
The other girls communicated with their eyes, then wrapped his arms around their boobs. He grabbed and squeezed the mounds, the skin soft. His hands kneaded the flesh, eliciting a moan from them.
"You're so big, Danna-sama," Momo cooed, her eyes opening.
"I'm gonna go a little faster," he said as his movements intensified.
"Yes, please. I want more," she replied, her arms instinctively wanting to cover her face, but instead she consciously put them above her head. She wanted Izuku to watch her. Watch as the prim and proper lady she was fall apart and melt under him.
"Good girl, Momo. You're doing so good."
She felt her heart flutter at the praise. "Ah. Please, Danna-sama. Say that again."
"You're doing so good, Momo," he whispered, his thrusts becoming rougher.
"Thank you," she gasped, her back arching as the pleasure intensified. "Oh, gods."
"So tight, Momo," he groaned, feeling her pussy clamp around his dick.
Her breathing became erratic, her hips gyrating against his, the tip of his penis reaching the depths of her cunt. She let out a small gasp each time his cock entered her. "So...so big, Danna-sama. My pussy's so full," she moaned, her hands clutching the sheets.
Momo's breathing hitched as he thrusted, her mind going blank. His manhood rubbed against her insides, creating an indescribable feeling.
Izuku moved his hands from the girls' tits and inserted his fingers on each of their entrances, their slick, warm insides clamping around his fingers. He curled his digits inside their walls, making the girls cry out.
"Master," Itsuka gasped, her body shivering. "Feels good."
"Oh, yes. Please, Daddy. Fuck us," Mina begged, her body jerking as his thumb rubbed her clit.
The room filled with moans and grunts. The two Chosen girls were lost in their pleasure, their hips moving, their cunts grinding against his fingers. Momo, meanwhile was lost in pleasure with each time Izuku moved, hitting all her sensitive spots each time, from her womb to her G, A, and V-spots, she could only gasp and moan as the nerves inside her sent sparks throughout her body.
"D-danna-sama. I'm so close," the ravenette girl cried. "Please."
"Let it out, Momo. I'm nearly there, too."
Her body shivered, her pussy tightening. "AH!" she moaned, her legs shaking, her toes curling, as she reached her orgasm.
Izuku wasn't far behind, his own climax coming. He felt his cock throb inside her, his balls tightening. "Here it comes, Momo."
He gave a few more thrusts, then his body shuddered. He groaned, his semen pouring inside her. The feeling of his seed inside her sent Momo over another edge.
Watching her newest sister wearing the usual expression she had whenever she and Izuku have sex, a dazed and dreamy smile, her face red and her hair disheveled, made Mina lick her lips. "Looks like you two had fun. Now, how about taking care of the two neglected sisters, Daddy?"
"Of course," Izuku said, pulling out his fingers from the two Chosen. He grabbed Mina by the hand and pushed her to the bed, landing just below Momo. Then he grabbed her leg and rested it on his shoulders. "How about we show her how my flexible slut is in bed," he teased.
"Fuck, yes," Mina moaned, her body trembling as she felt his hot, thick rod slowly enter her. She felt his penis push against her walls, and her pussy tighten around him.
He thrusted into her, his hands exploring her body, his fingers rubbing her clit, making her squirm. Her breasts bounced with each movement, and her breath came out in short gasps.
Smirking, she watched as Izuku's essence spurt out of Momo's convulsing pussy. She held out her tongue and as if in a trance, slurped the semen, moaning at the taste. She licked the remaining remnants, her tongue circling around her lips. "Mmmm, Daddy's cum."
A spank on her bottom brought her back. "That's hers, Mina. You're a really bad girl. Stealing another girl's treat."
"Then punish me, Daddy. Let me know how much of a bad girl I am."
"Oh, I'll teach you a lesson."
Izuku continued thrusting, his balls slapping her inner thigh. Her walls clamped around his cock, and she moaned as his shaft hit all the right spots.
His thrusts were rougher, even compared to the latter parts with Momo. He knew Mina liked it rough, and he wasn't disappointed as he saw her body tremble.
"Daddy," she moaned. "Harder. Deeper."
He obliged as he grabbed Mina's legs resting on his shoulders and planted sloppy kisses around them, meanwhile pushing further and further down. Her flexible body easily took his actions.
Eventually, their faces were a mere inch from each other, her legs still sandwiched between them. Mina's expression is one of ecstasy, her tongue out, drool dripping down her chin as she experienced one orgasm after the next. But his hips won't stop at this. Harder. Deeper. Until each thrust pushed the limit on how much a human's sexual organ can endure.
Eventually, Izuku's body shuddered, his penis throbbing as it released another torrent of cum inside her. She moaned, her biggest climax reaching its peak.
"Fuck," Mina sighed, her body relaxed, her walls gripping his cock. She could feel his seed flowing into her. "So good. Thank you, Daddy."
"Don't thank me yet, Mina," he smirked, giving her ass a hard slap. "I'm taking care of Itsuka, but we're fucking until you can't. And if you want, not even stopping even then."
"Hehe~" she giggled, a blush spreading across her face. It was the all answer he needed. But he needed to take care of his Chosen.
He turned to Itsuka, whose eyes were hazy with lust, her hands helping herself as she watched Izuku and Mina went at it. "Master," she gasped. "Please..."
"Please, what?" he teased.
"Pleasure fuck your redhead bitch," the werewolf whined, her fingers circling around her folds.
"Come here," he commanded.
She quickly obeyed, standing beside the bed, her legs apart, showing her glistening entrance. Her nipples were erect, and her breasts heaved.
"What a slutty face, Itsuka. You like being called a bitch?"
"Yes, Master. I'm a bitch for you. A horny bitch, yours to do what you want, when you want," she gasped, her breathing uneven.
Normally, even in threesome scenarios, Itsuka maintained some sort of control, only really letting go when she and Izuku were alone. But it seemed like the rougher treatment towards Mina flipped her switch.
"How does my bitch like to be fucked?"
"Hard and deep. Make me remember whose bitch I am, Master."
He pulled out of Mina, his essence spilling from her entrance. The pink girl, her energy spent, collapsed, her body limp. She rolled to her side, her eyes still looking at them.
Izuku's hand traced Itsuka's body, from her entrance back up to her navel, then to her mounds, her chin and finally resting on her head. His fingers played with her ponytail, her orange locks. He then kissed her, their tongues intertwined.
Lightly pulling on it, he guided her to the bed. Her face on the mattress and her ass raised up, as if offering itself to him. "Ready, Itsuka?"
"Always, Master. Give it to me," she moaned.
He grabbed her ass and positioned himself. She felt his shaft rub against her lips, before it penetrated her.
Itsuka cried out, her back arched. Her walls tightened around him, and she gasped. "Fuck, that's good," she groaned, her hands clutching the sheets.
Unlike the inexperienced Momo, or the flexible and playful Mina, he could be rough with Itsuka. As she said, it was how she wanted him to fuck her. And he knew that if he was too rough, she would say the safe word. But right now, her aroused scent and her lustful eyes were enough of an indication.
He slapped her ass, the impact sounded closer to a gunshot than flesh meeting flesh, making her cry out. His fingers gripped her soft flesh, leaving marks before being healed.
Izuku pulled Itsuka's ponytail, gradually becoming rougher with it. Itsuka, more than anyone else, enjoyed feeling she belonged to him, and her body was his toy to play with. She enjoyed the rough, animalistic sex they had.
As his hips moved, he pulled her hair, drawing her head up. She groaned, her eyes rolling back, as he penetrated her. The tip of his cock hitting the entrance of her womb, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body.
He continued pounding her, his free hand tracing her body. She moaned, her mind losing track of her thoughts. All she could think about was him. His manhood inside her, his hands all over her, and the sensation of being taken.
The werewolf's walls clenched around him, her juices dripping down her thighs. She couldn't hold on much longer, and her body was already at its limits. "Ah, Master," she moaned.
He felt his own climax nearing, his thrusts becoming rougher, and his grip on her hair tightening. His balls tightened, and his cock throbbed, preparing to release its load.
"Here it comes," he warned, his semen pouring inside her.
"Yes, Master. Cum inside your bitch. Please. Give it to me."
"Take it, Itsuka. All of it," he grunted.
"Thank you, Master," she moaned, her body trembling. Her orgasm washed over her, her mind blank.
He looked at the two girls, thinking of having a round two for each of them, but Mina was looking exhausted and Momo was barely conscious. While he didn't mind continuing with Itsuka, he didn't want to turn the "Chosen night" into "Itsuka's night with occasional Mina and very rare Momo night." Not only was it a mouthful, he didn't want to accidentally hurt any of the girls again, especially Momo.
"I'm still raring to go. You girls joining in? You can have some energy from the link, if you want."
"Oh-um...Maybe after a bit of rest, Danna-sama," Momo answered.
"I'll have some magic, Daddy," Mina replied, crawling towards him, her eyes focused on his shaft.
He rested his hand on her head, transferring a modicum amount through the link. In an instant, she felt as if she just woke up from a good night's rest.
"Thanks, Daddy. I'll go next, then," Mina offered as she sat on top of his lap, her arms going around his neck.
The rest of the day was a blur. The sound of the bed creaking. Moans and the occasional shouts. Skin slapping skin. Their bodies pressed against each other. And the taste of his essence.
They continued until the morning sun peeked through the window. They didn't stop, not even caring to rest.
"Ah, Daddy, you're so good," Mina cooed, her body trembling. "Your cock is amazing. It fills me up so much."
"You like it?"
"Yes. Yes, I love it. Ah. Please. Keep fucking me, Daddy. Give me more. Your cock feels so good."
LEMON END
But it was then, that a commotion below broke through the atmosphere. "I think you need to check that out, Daddy."
He sighed and put on his shirt and pants. He walked down to The Crowley, noticing Midnight and Matthew present.
Then there was an unfamiliar dark-skinned man, wearing a burgundy beret with an insignia of two kukris forming an 'X' and a crown on top, black sleeveless tanktop, and dark tactical cargo pants. He had a muscular build and a large tattoo on his left arm.
The man looked around, looking slightly confused. "This can't be right...it's a fucking boozer," he muttered.
Izuku, not knowing what it is, simply greeted the man like most new customers. "Welcome to the Aleister Crowley. Walk in, Crowl out! The finest pub in Japan. Can I help you?"
He heard the thumping of footsteps above. Momo went out of the room, panic across her face and he noticed her shivering. "What's the matter?" he hugged his Chosen to reassure her.
"Danna-sama! Something...something is happening. Something bad," her quaking intensified. "I don't know what. But the future is clouded."
The man looked confused at the pair but scratched his head. "Well, fuck me. So it's the right place. I'm looking for someone. A man named Izuku?"
"That's me," he answered. There are very few reasons why someone was looking for him by name aside from fans or heroes. And the man didn't give off the either vibe.
"You? But..." he hesitated before saluting at Izuku. "Yes, Sir. I have a passphrase for you. Arcus' Spark is..."
"Golden," he immediately answered. Ochaco's passphrase. "Who the hell are you?"
"Master Sergeant Kulbir Gurung, 1st Camelot Gurkha battalion, Sir."
"Is everything okay with Ochaco?"
Kulbir was taken aback by Izuku's referring to her such familiarity, but he knew it was neither his place nor was it the time. "The Queen is...we are not certain. There had been an assassination attempt in Camelot; a Púca assassin came out of the Shadows. He got Lord General Morris before we even saw him; a clean decapitation strike. Someone let him through the defences...we were betrayed."
"Shit. And Ochaco?!"
"Has been taken to safety. Officially. Lord Yarkow and the Council are in charge in her absence."
Rage nearly overwhelmed Izuku, a torrent of fury ripping at his control, stretching for his Mantle. Dimly, memories began to surface. He saw a castle and courtyard, the lands simply deleted by his will, the air filled with the scent of ozone and incinerated mortals. The scene shifted to a throne room where dozens of dead gods' carcasses were displayed, the masses trembling at the sight. Finally, he stood above reality itself, seeing infinite realities spread before him like stars. And then, as easily as plucking an ant's leg, they were all removed from existence.
"They're dead. ALL OF THEM!"
Thanks for reading this chapter!
The Camelot nobilities woke up something far worse than a hundred Dragons: an angry God with the powers to end it all.
