It was quiet in the kitchen as Aunt Todo was chopping marigolds to put into the tea for the boys. Meanwhile, Izuku was sitting in her kitchen, chewing on the rice crackers that she made for herself earlier. Marigolds didn't take long to settle into the tea, but she wanted something to stall. Be as it may, on the way to the kitchen, she made it in her mind that the opportunity to sway Izuku into her palms was going to happen today. No longer could the mother contained her desire, better yet the excitement of a younger man in her home. Izuku, or Deku to those who know him, was a genuine boy. A boy that never asked for much, but to be accepted by the others. A child that hasn't developed a quirk, but is unrelenting in his efforts of being a superhero. Qualities that she thought she would have found in her husband, but what ill mistakes she made throughout those wasted years. She was taken aback by that aforementioned thought. The only benefits of that thoughtless, horrid marriage were the bundle of joys that were created in the process. Of course, the children suffered in the fray of her mistakes along with her husbands.
She looked at her wristwatch, timing on how long has it been since she been out of the 'looney bin.' The name was adopted by Shouto, he didn't have any harsh feelings towards the incident that changed his life. In fact, it helped she and Shouto developed a closer relationship.
It was through the closeness of mother and son that cost her to know Izuku. No wonder why Shouto developed ideas with methods of making their relationship better? There was a lad who was concerned for their well-being. Since then, she wanted to thank the gentlemen who pushed her and her son back together. She wanted to covet the boy that pushed her and her son back together.
She became hungry for the boy. An agile sixteen-year-old who had such wisdom, such knowledge. This chase, this dance she played to get to the part where she can turn Izuku into a man. A man that can give the wisdom to repair a once broken relationship was no ordinary boy. His body was of a boy. His face was of a boy. But within that emerald child's brain lied a man.
And she was going to be the one responsible for making that happen.
She poured the marigold inside of the tea kettle. She knew she had about a few minutes to make her move. Her slowpoke of a son was probably taking advantage of his alone time masturbating in the bathroom or reading one of his manga. Which one of the two, it mattered not. She knew that she had a game to pay with Izuku.
It wasn't about playing to win. She was playing for keeps.
"Thank you so much for being a dear friend to Shouto," the white-haired woman said as she turned around to face Izuku. She saw how the emerald teen blushed the moment her eyes met his. He was timid, holding on to the hems of his uniform shirt. He was trembling a bit. He was nervous, but the sign of his blushing indicated that the feelings they shared were mutual. "I do appreciate the things you do for the boy." She clicked her tongue. "I just wish the feelings were mutual. It feels like sometimes he underappreciates you." Another method of swaying Izuku to her side. Make him feel like he was a bit insignificant, that way she can get him to open up a bit.
"It's no problem, Aunt Todo," he said calmly. "I always enjoy spending time with y...I mean helping out and hanging out with Shouto." She smiled as the slip of his tongue. She blushed. Her heart was fluttering. Izuku felt the same way for her. It was good for Aunt Todo. Now, she had to push a bit further to gather his attention.
"So, tell me Izuku. Do you always give advice to mothers and sons like ours," she said casually. "Or, you were just being friendly?"
"No, ma'am. I can understand the feeling of being a bit off. I mean, I don't even have a quirk." He took a breath. "I care for you guys. I like you all. Mother told me to always be a helping hand when the time is right."
She winked at him. "Oh, what a helping hand you are, my sweet. You are such a gem."
His face became beet red. He looked like a tomato. If she couldn't help it, she would have gotten him right on the kitchen table. She told herself to wait patiently. Good things come to those who wait, she told herself.
"So, tell me, Izuku. How are your studies?"
"Fine. I am making decent grades. Kayama-sensei told me if I pass her class, I can be in the top tier by the end of this term."
"Good for you, dear. What about girls?"
He swallowed the lump in his throat. "Girls?"
Bingo. Put him in the position that would take him off guard. She knew that Shouto would have scoffed or become robust with women. Not Izuku. She was setting the trap like a spider to a fly or a lion to an antelope. Her darling was getting closer and closer.
"Yes, dear. Any girls try to reel you in yet?"
"No, ma'am."
"Really? Such a handsome doll like yourself?"
"No, ma'am. A bit shy, I think."
"Oh, sweetness." The latter of it had a strong, alluring slur. A sense of being motherly, but a bit seductive. She felt her juices secreting from her sacred place. Her holy passage was seeking for her savior. She tried to keep composure, but seeing the naivete in the boy was keeping her from doing so. She rubbed her legs together, trying to absorb the juices. Then, she saw him blushing. Did he know? Was it her scent that garnered his attention. Granted, she sprayed some fragrance to cover herself, but maybe he was interested.
Only one way to find it.
"Excuse me for a moment, dear. I have to go into the cabinet to find you guys a snack tray." She got on her knees to go to the cabinet below the counter. She spread her legs wide enough for her panties to be seen through her skirt. Her panties dug into her pussy. The lewdness of it excited her, knowing that her scent was secreting. She ingested the smell, hopefully, Izuku was doing the same. For a moment, she felt bad for the seduction of it, but at the same time, she felt like she deserved it. She was a good woman. She did what she could for this family. And damn it to hell for if her husband didn't care about her, then why would she care, she concluded. "I am checking. I am checking," she said coyly. She had a hidden smile. Can you see it, my precious darling? Can you smell me, darling? Just the thought alone is making me more excited!
"Yet again, I may have put it on the top cabinet." She closed the cabinet door and reached for the top cabinet. When she turned around, she saw Izuku's face. He looked entranced, shocked, surprised. Was the emerald child that much of a novice? Or, was he, too, fighting the emotions of a teen. Hormones ran rampant in them. She knew it was only a matter of time before it took over. A man was only hurting himself to combat his true feelings, she thought. It was confirmed when she saw a bump in his pants.
Bingo!
"Are you okay, dear," she asked with a concerned tone. She walked to his direction. The scent of a honeydew scented perfume entered his nostrils, making him blush more than before.
"I am okay," replied Izuku. "I have stuff on my mind is all."
Like a mother, his tone and speech didn't match his words. She sat in the chair next to him and put her palm on his forehead. Izuku blushed upon feeling her soft touch. She even put her forehead upon his, making them nose length at each other. So much so, he can taste the peppermint she was eating earlier. She broke the distance.
"You seem okay, but I think you need something for your nerves," she said. "I have something for you to drink." She left his sight as she went into the refrigerator to retrieve her items.
"I should have known better about teenagers and their problems," said Aunt Todo. "What seems to be trivial and minute to us are going to be grandeur and robust to you guys." She pulled out a watermelon from the top shelf before closing the door. She pulled out the hot water from the stove. She had the tea ready for the duo before this particular juncture.
"Whenever Shouto or Fuyumi got stressed, I often give them this tea as a remedy," she told Izuku. She cut some pieces of watermelon and put them in a cup. "Do you prefer your tea with ice or no ice?"
"No ice is fine," he told Aunt Todo.
Aunt Todo chuckled. She covered her lip once more. She put the watermelon in her cup before pouring the hot water into the cup. She had a few spices unknown to Izuku before putting it on the table. "Let it cool for a little bit. Before you go see my son with the snacks, I want you to drink it. It will help with the nerves."
He shook his head. "Yes, ma'am. Thank you." He stared at the tea. It had a reddish and pinkish tint. It reminded him of something his mother made for him when he was sick. He wondered if mothers had a federation or a conference to get together on the affairs of their sick children.
"Before you respond, it is good and no, I am not going to poison you," she replied with a wink. "It is watermelon punch. I used to give it to Shouto on his bad days. I am grateful I don't have to give him this much nowadays." She sighed as she poured herself a cup.
She looked at the cup of tea. "Go on and take your sip." Izuku felt the surge of that suggestion when hearing that. He took both hands and wrapped it around the cup. He took a sip of the watermelon punch.
"It is delicious," he said, wiping the contents with his sleeve.
"Thank you," she smiled as she ingested a cup of her tea. She took another sip, placing it next to Izuku. She came behind him. She delicately placed her hands on his shoulders. "Often, I try massaging my children. Massages are good for stress." She continued putting her hands on his shoulders. She pressed her hands. She could feel his breath getting shallow.
"You have plenty of tension there, sweetie. Is there something on your mind?"
"No, ma'am," he said faintly.
She inhaled harshly. "I must say, Izuku, you are very well cut. You have such a sturdy chest." She giggled. "It's a shame that girls don't appreciate you. If I were your age, then I would never leave you alone." She pressed her lips next to his ear. She withdrew a strong breath onto it. "If you want, I could attack you right now. Teehee!" She pulled back. "Just kidding."
It's now or never.
She turned to face him. She took his head and cradled it like a mother did to a newborn. She blew into his face. Izuku trembled, which was cute to Aunt Todo. His eyes were going into different directions, but not meeting hers.
"Are you all right, darling?"
"I am okay," he said while stammering.
"It looks like you are a bit under the weather," she told him. "You wouldn't mind if I check your temperature once again. I thought the tea would work."
She even put her forehead upon his again, making them nose length at each other. She gave a little distance between them. "Dear, I think you might be a little under the weather." She gave him a strong embrace. "Poor Izuku. I don't think you are sick enough, but I don't want you to head home like this."
"Yes, ma'am."
Aunt Todo made slight chuckles. Her fingernails made slight, gentle scraps against his shoulder blade. She felt the sweat evacuating his pores. His heart was beating angrily. Even as her legs parted next to his, she felt his body. She knew how a man works. She knew she need to do one more thing and Izuku was hers for the taking. "Oh, sweetness. Would you like to lie down on my bed? I have a small wash basin I can help you alleviate the tension."
"I don't want to be a bother to you, Aunt Todo," he said nervously. "I think I will be fine."
"Izuku Midoriya, listen to your auntie when I talking to you!" Her voice became stern. The final Trump card was in the works. A custom she appreciated for the system of respecting the elders in their community. Izuku wasn't going to disobey his Aunt Todo. She pursed her lips, feeling the moistness from her cavern. "Izuku, I am sorry for being a bit harsh, but I want to look out for your well-being. Do you trust me, love?"
"I do."
"Do you?"
"I do, Aunt Todo."
"Then, why are you scared?"
"I am not scared. Just a bit nervous."
"Oh, sweetness, don't be scared. Aunt Todo will take care of you. Okay?"
He didn't respond. He just quietly nodded.
Aunt Todo released him. She looked at the stairs. "Shouto, Izuku isn't feeling well. I going to take him to my room and get him together. Don't bother us."
"Yes, ma'am. How long Deku might be out," asked Shouto.
"For quite awhile," she purred alluringly to Shouto.
"Yes, ma'am."
Aunt Todo looked at Izuku. He still wasn't looking at her. "Shall we go?"
"Yes, ma'am."
Aunt Todo's bedroom had a small single bed, looking like a snowdrift, so white and feathery and high was it; one window curtained with a square of starched white cotton cloth that drew over the panes by means of a white cord on which it was run at the top; a tiny washstand with an old-fashioned bowl and pitcher of green and white stoneware, and over it an old-fashioned gilt mirror; a small splint-bottomed chair and large braided rug of red woollen rags.
She told Izuku to lie down on the bed as she reached for the small wash basin. She instructed Izuku to unbuttoned his shirt as she was getting the towel from the cabinet.
"Any particular reason, Auntie?"
"Sickness stems from the stomach on up, dear. Don't want you to catch a cold." The water was getting filled while she poured a little soap into the basin. The door was locked, so she didn't have to worry about Shouto coming in. Her eyes were on the prize.
Izuku was going to be hers.
She carried the basin and set it on the nightstand. Izuku lied in waiting. He was nervous, staring at the ceiling as he waited for Aunt Todo to give him a wipe-down.
"I put a little scented soap in there. Mineral water is a must, sweetie," she said as she grabbed the towel and dampened it. She rung the towel out before getting herself ready for him. She crawled to the bed. The tension caused her moisture. Before she returned to the bedroom, she removed her bra, exposing her excited nipples through her blouse.
"Alright, sweetheart. It's gonna be a little bit cold," she said casually.
"Yes, ma'am," he said.
Aunt Todo started with his forehead. She inhaled his scent, causing her loins to become excited. Just for assurance, she spread her legs so that Izuku could see her panties from the distance. The white-haired woman purred as her scent lingered. "Just cooling you off, love," she said to the emerald-haired child. Her body was hovering over him. Izuku could see her nipples protruding from her blouse. "Does it feel good, sweetheart."
"Yes, Aunt Todo."
"Good. Auntie is going to take good care of you." By this time, Aunt Todo had her body on top of him. Izuku was breathing shallowly. "Aunt Todo, I am feeling a bit flushed."
She giggled. "Of course, you are. When you have a fever, it can be like that." She was coming from his chest, however, she lost her balance and landed on top of him.
"Sorry, Auntie," said Izuku.
Her face landed on his chest. Her hands slowly glided where his chest located. "Don't worry, sweetheart. You have done nothing wrong." Aunt Todo clung to his neck with both arms. She inhaled his scent as she withdrew her tongue onto his chest. Izuku tried to move, but Aunt Todo inhibit him. She trailed her tongue to his chin, then to his lips. Their bodies were glued together. Their lips were overlapped.
She poured her saliva into his mouth. She held to his throat to be sure that he swallowed. He didn't fret, allowed her to do her bidding. She invited his tongue to do a dance with her tongue. His eyes were closed. She pulled his tongue to her mouth, keeping the grip on it. She sucked on it, feeling the loins flaring. The juices releasing from the cavern. She used her hand to glide to his dick. The moment she rubbed at his groin, the moment it hardened.
Izuku broke the kisses. "Auntie, forgive me…" She interrupted him with another kiss. She didn't stop. She didn't want to stop. This chase she had as she wrestled with the thoughts of getting Izuku. Playing with her vibrator, her Deku. Enough talk from the emerald, quirkless child. No kissing. She poured more saliva into his mouth. She wanted him to become acquainted with her taste. She was going to be sure no woman was going to have her Deku.
She was going to stake her claim now.
Izuku broke the kiss again. "Auntie, please stop."
"Sorry, dear, I have to do this. Do you know what you do to me, baby?"
He shook his head in disagreement. "No, not that. I mean, please be gentle."
She raised her eyebrows. "Come again?"
"I said, please be gentle, Auntie. I don't have a problem with this, but take it easy, okay?" Izuku blushed. He turned away from her. "Mom tells me to keep condoms on me for times like this."
"Where do you keep your condoms."
"They are in my bookbag in the other room."
She swayed his hair before nestling her fingers onto his lips. "Oh, sweetness." She positioned her pussy against his bulging member. Her pussy served as the bid for her pussy juices soaking. She began thrusting. She placed her hands onto his chest and proceed kissing Izuku some more.
"I want more of your kisses, Izuku," she cried.
It was Izuku's first kiss. Technically, for it was another girl that stole his lips. He tried not to think about Himiko, but instead focus on what was in front of him. The woman that he had feelings for was overlapping her lips onto him. He indulged further into her rapture, despite his ongoing erection.
She thrust deep, wanting to feel her pussy surged into an orgasm. She pulled Izuku's tongue into her mouth again, pouring more saliva into his mouth. She wanted Izuku badly. She musked in the pleasure. There was no subtitute for Izuku Midoriya was what she wanted.
They both screamed into pleasure as they climaxed simultaneously. Her panties were soaked in her juices as they secreted onto his uniform. Izuku gripped on to Aunt Todo as he spurted inside of his underwear. He shivered to the warm sensation of his semen. Aunt Todo continued rubbing until she ebbed into the afterglow.
Izuku and Aunt Todo were panting. Both looked at each other before they went into another kiss.
A knock at the door interrupted their kiss. "Mom, it's Fuyumi. I am letting you know that I got some more marigold. I also turned off the stove for you."
"Yes, dear. Thank you for that," she said to her daughter.
"Hey, Mom. I saw that Izuku's stuff in the kitchen. He is in there?"
Nervously, she said. "He is, darling. He wasn't feeling well so I am taking care of him."
"All right, Mom. Hey, I am going to prepare dinner, okay?"
Aunt Todo heard Fuyumi walk away from the bedroom. She turned to look at Izuku. "Looks like we are at a stopping point, darling."
"Yes, ma'am."
Aunt Todo got from the top of him. She went to the wash basin to retrieve the towel. She used it to wipe off her juices and the semen from his pants. "Was it good for you, darling?"
"Yes, Auntie."
"I am not finished with you yet. Nowhere near finished." She gripped to his dick. "Would you like to spend the night?"
Izuku didn't hesitate to answer yes to Aunt Todo.
"Good boy. Allow me to reward you for your cooperation with me."
Izuku tilted his head into the pleasure as Aunt Todo began kissing his neck. She grabbed his hand to caress her tities. They enveloped their lips once more before they heard the knocking of the door.
"Mom, will Izuku be joining us for dinner," asked Fuyumi.
"He is. Actually, call his mother to let her know that he is spending the night tonight."
"Okay?"
She gave him another peck. "Until later, my sweet."
Izuku quietly left her room as he went toward Shouto's room. Aunt Todo lied where Izuku was. She inhaled his fragrance. She was unsatisfied.
She had a thing for Izuku and she wouldn't let go.
To be continued….