The weekend came and went for Izuku. Apart from winning against Miruko again, there was nothing eventful. He texted some of his classmates here and there and even went on another date with Ochaco. The girl wasn't as shy as she had been previously when he bought her presents this time. Still, he couldn't forget to start his plans for the other students as well.
Since he wanted to take care of Kendo himself, he let Leech handle Shiozaki. Leech sent Izuku a couple of updates over the weekend, and from what he learned, the tall boy already had instructions for Leech to follow to brainwash the vine girl.
All in all, everything was going well for now.
The same couldn't be said for Miruko. The rabbit heroine sat on the ledge of a rooftop, scrolling on her phone while she drank soda through a straw from a plastic cup. She was currently on patrol, but nothing was happening in the city, thus leaving her with some precious free time.
Everything she was seeing on her phone wanted to make her scoff. Nothing really dramatic happened, but for a heroine of her caliber, who was close to getting in Japan's top ten, it was quite annoying. The issue was… that the fight she had against Izuku had been recorded. It wasn't surprising. They fought in her own, public gym. It was no wonder that her fans would take pictures or record her, even when she was only doing regular gym activities. It never bothered her. What bothered her was her loss and humiliation being on public display.
There was nothing inherently humiliating about losing a fight. The problem here was that she got absolutely washed, and by a nobody even though she was a famous pro heroine. Most comments praised Midoriya, but quite a few of them openly looked down on her.
"Isn't that a random dude? I thought she was supposed to be a pro"
"At the end of the day, she's a woman, so obviously she'd lose to a guy lol"
"Damn I sure am gonna feel safe with her around from now on"
"I'm not surprised. What can she do with a trash-ass rabbit quirk lmao?"
Those were only a sample of the comments she read. Like any pro hero, she was used to getting some hate and didn't feel anything beyond annoyance. This wasn't the first time she got mean widdle words thrown at her. What annoyed her the most in this situation was specifically her strength being downplayed.
She busted her ass, training for years to obtain the strength she had now. The same strength that allowed her to rise in the hero rankings. It wasn't her fault that the kid had unnatural power. Miruko already fought guys twice his size and won! And she didn't have to go all out against those either!
She honestly respected that strength, even if a lot of it was probably just handed to him by his quirk; however, he was also a pervert who humiliated her with their sexual acts. Almost launched her into heat, too! Now that was something she couldn't tolerate. Next time, she would win.
She would prove everyone wrong, including that horned brat…
In U.A.
Class had already started. Aizawa, still injured, of course, wasn't the only teacher in the room. Much to the joy of most of the boys in the classroom, The R-rated heroine, Midnight, sauntered inside.
"My wounds prevent me from leading today's class, so Midnight will be replacing me. I expect you to…" Aizawa began speaking, only for Kaminari, Mineta, and even Hanta to throw their arms in the air in celebration.
"YAHOO!" They cheered without a care in the world, much to Kyouka's disgust.
"To be on your best behavior…" Aizawa sighed dejectedly. He didn't have the opportunity to activate his quirk before his colleague stepped up.
"Don't worry, Shouta, I can handle a few bad boys," The woman chuckled, speaking in a tone that sent shivers down some of their spines. She placed a hand on her hip and her whip over her shoulder as she smirked. "You'll be having rescue training this morning with me and Cementoss,"
"Rescue training? But didn't we have that exercise recently already?" Momo perked up, raising her hand.
"Except it was interrupted before it even began, if you remember correctly," Aizawa reminded them. "This is the class you should have had if it hadn't been attacked by villains. Unfortunately, Thirteen and I will be unavailable because of our conditions, but Midnight and Cementoss will be just as good. Since USJ didn't suffer any major damage, it's still in top condition for rescue training. We've also upped the security on that area to prevent any repeat incident," He explained.
"Will All Might be there?" Iida inquired, raising his hand just like Momo had earlier.
"No, he has other duties to attend to," Aizawa replied. "Most of which involve the principal and Togata Mirio for some reason…" The teacher thought to himself.
"Now, let's not waste any more time! Go to the locker rooms and change into your hero costumes! Just like you did last time, we'll be leaving for USJ on the bus," Midnight instructed. As she ordered them out, she was the first to leave class, making sure to emphasize the swaying of her hips as she walked… attracting every hormonal teenager's eyes to her backside by extension.
Aizawa, on the other hand, just sighed. Sometimes, he believed himself to be the only normal person in this school.
A few minutes later, Ochaco hummed in the girls' locker room as she was putting on her costume. She was currently halfway in the bodysuit, topless while sliding in. The others were in similar states of clothing.
"You've been in a really good mood lately, Uraraka-chan… Anything to tell us?" Mina suddenly spooked her from behind, making the bubbly girl jump.
"Huh? What are you talking about?!" Ochaco turned around, pressing her back against her locker. Considering the blush she was sporting, it was obvious she had an idea of what her pink friend was implying.
"Come on… You're practically glowing! And I saw your bracelet, and the earrings… and your cute scrunchie, too. Did you always have them, or are they gifts from your boyfriend?" Mina wiggled her eyebrows.
"We're not dating!" Ochaco exclaimed in response, her cheeks red. It wasn't even a lie. While she went on a couple of dates with Izuku, they weren't boyfriend and girlfriend.
"Ah! So there is someone!" Mina snickered smugly, glad to have caught her slip-up.
"Gah! You…" Ochaco stammered, lightly glaring at the other girl.
"Who is it? Someone from class, right?" Mina kept interrogating her.
"Ashido-san, can you please stop wasting time and dress?" Momo narrowed her eyes in disapproval.
Indeed, the pinkette was only in her underwear, so she wasn't even close to being in her costume yet. Jirou, who was standing beside Momo, had her eyes wide and glued to Mina's ass.
"Relax! We have time!" Mina waved her hand dismissively. "Come on, girl! Speak up! Is it someone from the class?"
"Why do you even want to know?" Ochaco whined.
"Because I love gossip and shipping, obviously! And I need to know who's taken or not!" Mina gave the brunette a thumbs up as she began putting on her costume. "We've got a few hunks in our class, after all,"
"Now is not the time to talk about boys," Momo shook her head.
"Hey, not my fault we've got some nice pieces!" Mina shrugged.
"I'm with you, Ashido!" Tooru added.
"That's my girl!" Mina replied. "We can all agree the top three's Midoriya, Bakugou, and Kirishima, right? And honorable mention for Kaminari,"
"Maybe in appearance, but you've clearly ignored the personality factor," Momo retorted despite what she said earlier.
"Heh, I bet your type's Iida. Both of you are studious and too serious, Yaomomo," Mina chuckled. Meanwhile, Ochaco made herself small, happy that she wasn't the center of attention anymore.
"Don't be ridiculous," Momo scoffed, rolling her eyes. "We are here to be heroes, not chase romance,"
"You also forget that Bakugou has a crappy personality, Mina-chan. Even worse than Denki's," Tsuyu interjected.
"I don't deny it, but every guy has a flaw or two," The pinkette shrugged. "Midoriya looks like a middle-aged dude," She pointed out.
"I wouldn't call that a flaw," Tooru sniggered to herself.
As they were starting to quiet down to focus on dressing up, the door suddenly opened to reveal their teacher standing in the frame.
"Now, now, I'm very happy you're enjoying your youth, but… heroes shouldn't mix business with pleasure. Hurry up and get dressed," Midnight ordered lightheartedly. "Now… if you want to touch on this subject at a later date, I'll be happy to help…" She grinned. That smile of hers was cat-like… and held a seemingly dangerous aura. It made the girls nervous.
"No, it's fine, Midnight-sensei… Hehehe…" Mina giggled awkwardly, quickly putting on her costume. She may have considered herself a wild girl, even she wasn't brave enough to follow whatever 'training' her teacher may have had in mind.
"Then, don't waste any more time," Midnight chuckled amusedly, walking out of the locker room.
Once they were all dressed and ready, they joined the boys outside and took the bus for USJ just as they did last time. After a ten-minute ride, they reached the dome again. The class stood before Midnight and Cementoss, who explained the exercise.
Various dummies were spread throughout all of USJ, all placed in different scenarios to simulate a rescue scenario. The dummies were roughly as durable as the average human and were equipped with speakers to make sounds ranging from quiet breathing to loud screaming for help. The students needed to find all the dummies and rescue them without damaging or destroying them.
The teachers would keep an eye on them by patrolling the various zones. Of course, students could team up, but it was better to spread out and cover more ground if they wanted to find all the dummies.
As the training began and students walked away with all the instructions in mind, Midnight watched them leave. She would wait until they were all spread out and Cementoss was in the zones he volunteered to watch; then she would do what she wished to do.
The older woman almost drooled, feeling her entire body shaking in excitement. Finally, she could indulge herself a bit.
Indeed, she had been waiting for this ever since the year started. Nemuri Kayama had a secret. A… somewhat dark secret. She didn't think it so bad, but she was aware that many would disagree.
It was no secret that she often acted horny and that she was attracted to youth, but what most people didn't know was how truly horny she was… and how much young boys turned her on. Ever since she became a teacher, she had a ritual of picking one or two boys from the first years… and making them hers. It was easy, too. She was the representation of the sexy teacher in their fantasies and the R-rated heroine.
She would pick which boys caught her eye the most and swiftly seduce them. Of course, all of them always kept quiet about their little adventures with their teacher since none of them wanted them to end. Even when Midnight put an end to the relationship, they were too wrapped around her finger to be mad at her. At some point, one of the hero courses had a wonderful year where all the boys in the class were her type. She couldn't pick just one or two, so she practically made herself a harem when she seduced them all.
Naturally, if anyone found out the way she chased young boys like this and had her way with them, it would be a huge scandal. She would lose everything and go to prison. That only made it better. The thrill of doing something forbidden mixed with her love of young men made a great concoction of emotions. It was all so exciting… especially when she practically made them her pets. None could resist her dominance.
Midnight was very happy to be a part of this training because she wished to use it as an opportunity to capture a target or two in her web. It was possible she would make more than one student her pet, but she needed to be sure first. Multiple boys already caught her eye.
The most obvious one was Midoriya Izuku, of course. To her dismay, he wasn't very young-looking, but he certainly had the vigor of a male in his prime. She had seen him fight, and she could feel his youthful spirit in his every move. He was big and strong, and because of his stature, she was certain that he was packing, too.
Now, his size could be an issue. Made him harder to control, but she loved a good challenge. No matter how bigger and stronger they were than her, Midnight always made them submit. Midoriya wouldn't be any exception.
Of course, this boy wasn't her only option. She had taken a liking to Kirishima as well. He was loud and energetic, everything she expected from a young boy. He possessed an attractive build, and she loved his obsession with masculinity. She wouldn't mind helping him become a man. Midnight could also tell that he would be nervous and hesitant in bed, which would just make it funnier for her. She'd make him a blubbering mess.
On the other hand, there was Shoji. Big, strong, and quiet. Like Midoriya, he was a heteromorph. What attracted her? Octopus. He didn't really have tentacles, but it was close enough. She never had any actions with tentacles. So she wanted to try it.
She could have with Tamaki, the third year, but he and Togata had been unattainable for her when they entered U.A. A real shame.
Bakugou was handsome, and she had seen his biceps, so she knew how he was built. There was no issue with his appearance. The problem was his personality. She would have a tough time controlling him and making him submit, but it would be a fun challenge. Besides, if she succeeded, then she could fix that trashy attitude and make him a model student.
Finally, the last she was interested in was Kaminari. Cute enough, outgoing, and… very hormonal. He was a pervert, and she always enjoyed these the most. So lecherous that they would devour her whole if they could. He was the kind who'd see her as a meat toilet. Thus, it would be fun to put him in his place, under her heel. Also, he'd be very easy to handle. The same could be said for Mineta, but he was way too easy, and she wouldn't have much fun. Maybe she'd handle him when she made all of the others her pets first. It looked like she would be unable to stop at only one again…
So, Midnight began looking for one of her targets, hoping that they would be alone. She passed by a few of the other students, briefly inspecting what they were doing. She was still a teacher, after all.
Jirou and Yaoyorozu were together. The shorter girl used her earphone jacks to detect the faint sounds the dummies made, and then they dug them out together. Or pulled them out if they were simply injured under an obstacle.
They were handling themselves well enough. Good. They really did have a promising batch this year. 1-B had exceptional elements as well. Midnight may have been a huge pervert, but she could still see potential for a brighter future.
After a few minutes, she found one of the boys she was looking for. It was Kaminari Denki… and he was alone. Midnight licked her lips, standing on the roof of a collapsed building. She was still quite high, so a fall from here would hurt pretty badly… Good thing there was a little hero here to save her if needed…
Meanwhile, the blonde young man was looking around.
"I can't believe I haven't found even a single dummy… And where did Mineta go? He just disappeared without warning…" Denki grumbled in annoyance. Then again, what would have the grape boy done to help? Denki couldn't see how the midget's quirk would be useful for rescue.
"Kyaaa! I-I'm slipping! Help!" His teacher's familiar voice resounded from above. Denki looked up just in time to see the older woman falling from the sky.
"Ah!" He reacted on instinct, extending his arms to catch her right before she could hit the ground. The sudden weight in his hold almost made him drop her, his legs bucking. He didn't fall to his knees. He couldn't allow himself to lose face just after doing something so cool! Besides, holding a chick in his arm made him a little more confident. "Nailed it," He breathed out.
"Oh, my hero!" Midnight smiled, casually wrapping her arms around his neck and adjusting her legs to cross them as if the blonde didn't have any issues holding her up.
"M-Midnight-sensei!" Denki widened his eyes, blinking as he seemingly processed who he was holding. His cheeks reddened. HE WAS TOUCHING HER! His arms were under her back and legs, but maybe if he was sneaky enough, he could get a grope, couldn't he?!
"You have good reflexes, Kaminari. A real natural-born hero," Midnight complimented him, making him laugh awkwardly, unsure of how to respond without sounding like an idiot. "You'll learn once you go pro that heroes often get well-deserved rewards… like this," She purred, running a finger across his jaw, then kissing him on the cheek. The blonde immediately collapsed to the ground out of shock, turning into a sputtering mess. "Careful now," She lightly admonished him while sitting on top of him.
"What is happening…? I'm floating… Flowing with a river…" Kaminari mumbled incoherently as Midnight stood up, dusting herself.
"This is very real, Kaminari," Midnight replied, casually placing a knee boot on his crotch. The blonde immediately returned to his senses, squealing in surprise. "You're a bad, naughty student… But you also have heroic potential. Do you think you deserve a reward or punishment?" The older woman looked at him like he was a piece of meat, and she was a hungry lioness. Denki shivered under her gaze.
"Reward! No! Punishment! I mean…" He replied without thinking. Whether it was a reward or a punishment, it was bound to be kinky coming from Midnight. Of course, he had no idea what was going on and why it was happening, but he didn't read too much into it. He simply considered himself the luckiest guy in class at the moment.
"I think punishment is more appropriate…" Midnight chuckled, pressing her boot on his crotch. "But do you know what punishment entails?" She questioned, making the blonde gulp. As she twisted her heel, she felt his manhood harden and twitch. "I see you do… Getting an erection while your teacher is scolding you? You really are a pervert, Kaminari-kun…" She hummed.
"Sorry! Or… I'm not? Crap… What am I supposed to answer?" The blonde sweated profusely. Despite the thousands of fantasies he had about this, he had no idea what to do now that it was actually happening.
"Now, now… No need to act so clueless," Midnight pulled her whip out, calmly moving her foot up and down across his crotch, rubbing his dick through his pants. "This is simply a teacher disciplining their student for constantly ogling me. I hate it when hormonal teens do nothing but ogle me," She giggled. She didn't sound believable at all, especially with the slutty tone she employed.
"Ah…" Denki breathed out, suddenly feeling warmer. He was far, far from having direct skin contact with the R-rated heroine, but the way her heel pressed on his cock and rubbed it from base to tip made shudders go travel through his whole body. Even something like that was so much better than using his hand! "But what… what are you going to do with… ah… with that, Midnight-sensei?" He asked, both nervously and eagerly, while looking at the whip in her hands.
"You're about to find out…" Midnight purred, licking her lips.
By the time they were done, Denki had jizzed in his pants. Changing later in the locker room was certainly going to be awkward. And of course, Midnight wasn't about to stop at the blonde today.
Somewhere else in the ruins zone…
Izuku carried three dummies on his back. The first two had been under some rubble while the third one was hanging from a pole. And he wasn't alone. Indeed, Tsuyu was walking by his side, carrying a dummy as well. That one had dropped into the water nearby as soon as they got close, and so she jumped in to save it.
"Do you hear another one, Izuku-kun?" Tsuyu inquired.
"It's faint, but I do. I can smell Yaoyorozu and Jirou not too far from here, so we should hurry if we want to rescue it before they do," The tall boy responded.
They followed the direction he pointed to. The frog girl attempted to keep her composure, but… it was getting increasingly difficult. Ever since the USJ attack, she had been feeling weird. Her body was unnaturally warm, and she would tremble any time she was too close to Izuku. Avoiding him didn't help either since her body seemed pulled to him. In the worst times, she would have trouble breathing.
It took her a bit of time, but she had come to a conclusion. And no, it wasn't love. It was instincts. Her body had been acting strange ever since she witnessed Midoriya's overwhelming power. All of it was due to their quirks, and she realized it when she remembered what the boy had said about his quirk: dragons being sea creatures.
Heteromorphs often had much more trouble than most people when it came to quirks because of their mutations. When it came to animal-based quirks, heteromorphs were much more prone to feeling animalistic instincts. This included heat, potentially violent tendencies, or even feeling attraction to people with quirks based on similar animals.
It seemed the nature of Izuku's quirk, coupled with his power, triggered some of her instincts. She felt better at home, but being in school brought those emotions back. And she let them control her again by following Midoriya for this rescue training.
Tsuyu exhaled. It was extremely embarrassing and the first time this had happened to her. Unfortunately… She wouldn't be able to keep it hidden for long.
"You've been feeling unwell, haven't you, Tsuyu-chan?" The horned boy suddenly asked, making her freeze.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Tsuyu responded after a brief pause.
"You know, I have a mutation quirk, too. So I know the issues it can cause. More than that, I also have a very good sense of smell… which can help me smell some of the hormones people release," He bluntly explained. The two stopped walking as Tsuyu's cheeks turned red.
"I don't know what to say," The frog girl replied. She was too surprised to lie her way out of this, and she couldn't even come up with a coherent response to Izuku's statement. She was so embarrassed that she could bury herself into the ground.
"You know, there are ways you could get it out of your system… I have similar problems, after all," He continued to speak. In his case, he mainly felt bloodlust and an insatiable thirst for battle. That thirst was nearly never satisfied, and he could only compensate for it with sex. He had a feeling at least one heteromorph in his class would have this problem.
Being in the same class as the frog girl was a stroke of luck he would take advantage of.
"How…?" Tsuyu asked curiously.
"What do animals do when they're in heat?" Izuku simply asked. As expected, Tsuyu froze again, blushing up a storm.
"D-Don't be ridiculous, Izuku-kun. We can't do that. B-Besides, we're just friends," The frog girl stuttered bashfully.
"We? I never said you'd have to do it with me," Izuku pointed out, making Tsuyu gulp as she realized her slip-up. "Besides, friends can help each other like this, too. It's not a big deal. It's just animal instincts, no strings attached," He argued, prompting the greennette to shake her head.
"M-Maybe, but I'm not like that…"
"Like what?" Izuku questioned, suddenly dropping the dummies he was carrying and casually grabbing her tits between his fingers. "Indulging yourself from time to time to feel better doesn't make you a slut," He squeezed.
Tsuyu couldn't push his hand away or fight it back as a shock of pleasure and relief slammed into her. Her body gladly responded to his touch, as if it had found the perfect mate.
"I still… don't think… Mhm… Gn!" Tsuyu cut herself off with a yelp when Izuku moved behind her, groping her tits with one hand and moving the other down her torso to her waist.
"I can literally smell that you're dripping. Just allow yourself some relief from a friend. That's all," He whispered, lowering his hand until he placed his fingers on her pussy, feeling her lower lips through her hero costume. Just as he smelled it, it was moist. His touch sent an electrical signal to Tsuyu's brain. Her body seized up in pleasure, preparing itself for breeding. However, this time, she managed to react and jumped out of the boy's hold. Izuku could have held her back, but he decided not to.
"No! Ah… I don't need this. I… don't want it either…" The frog girl tried to catch her breath, still trembling and blushing madly. "Let's just… forget this happened, Izuku-kun," She declared, then immediately walked away, taking the dummy she dropped with her.
She was fleeing the situation, but Izuku wouldn't pursue. She would have done a lot worse if she actually detested what he just did. Clearly, she wasn't fully in her right mind, and she also couldn't deny that this would have relieved her pesky instincts. She was already caught in his web. It was no wonder; strength stood above all else, and it made the strongest perfect mates. He'd take his time with her.
Now, to find that other dummy he heard. He only needed to walk for less than a minute to find it. It was halfway buried by a collapsed building, its upper body sticking out. It was repeating the same shout, calling for help. Izuku slipped a hand under it, then casually lifted the whole building with it. Just enough to pull the dummy out.
Suddenly, he extended his arm, easily catching a falling Midnight with it. The older woman huffed in surprise, not expecting to find herself in his arms now. The truth was that she had been on top of the building, planning to use the same tactic she used on Kaminari earlier. However, she lost her footing and fell when the horned boy lifted the building.
Nevertheless, she swiftly calmed down and recovered her serene and dominant behavior. She needed to be in control, after all. Especially if she wished to make this strong young man her pet.
"Thank you for the catch, Midoriya. Who knows what would have happened if you weren't there…" She whispered sensually, caressing his bare chest. The young man was already aware that she fell because of him, so he didn't doubt that everything would have been alright if he hadn't been there actually.
"You're welcome," He replied as the female teacher lounged in his arm, even stretching, which allowed him to see every curve on her body.
"I have been thinking, Midoriya-kun… You are, without a doubt, our best first-year student. You excel in academics, sports, and even heroics… A young man like you deserves a reward… Don't you think?" Midnight suggested slyly. "If you have any reward you'd like in mind, then feel free to ask me for it. I will grant you anything… And I do mean anything…" The R-rated heroine purred suggestively, showing off even more of her body. Because her suit was flesh-colored, it left even less to imagination.
Izuku narrowed his eyes. Oh. Now that was surprising. He knew she was controversial, but he never expected that a teacher from U.A would be so openly slutty with her students. She was so confident in her skills that she wasn't even worried that she would get reported. Why would she even worry? Most male students would fold to her instantly. Clearly, she wanted to be in charge here, and submitting wasn't his style. But… Maybe if he played along, he could find a crack eventually and break her completely. Turn her from strong dominatrix to his whore for villainous cock.
"Anything?" He repeated, acting more innocent than he actually was.
"Oh, yes. Anything," Midnight rose to her feet, standing on his arm while he still held her. Thanks to that position, she was looking down on him.
"I don't know. There isn't really anything I wish for at the moment," Izuku replied, acting oblivious.
"Oh, come now. There must be something," She snickered amusedly.
"Hmm… How about you become my bitch?" He hummed. As soon as those words left his lips, Midnight's whip wrapped around his neck. The older woman pulled on it without regard to his safety, though he didn't even feel the pressure. Then, she pressed a boot against his forehead.
"A student shouldn't talk to their teacher that way, you know? So vulgar. So… naughty. When I said anything, I obviously didn't mean anything inappropriate, you bad boy," Midnight grinned, licking her lips. To her, it was like she just caught a massive fish. It was the case, in a way. She had caught a huge prey.
"It slipped out. The guys in class have some assumptions about you," Izuku revealed.
"Is that right? What sort of assumptions?" The older woman's smile didn't falter.
"They think you're a slut with a secret FansPro account," As the tall boy spoke. Midnight suddenly released a moan, as if simply telling her that gave her pleasure. It probably did. Izuku could smell that she was aroused and wet.
"What naughty boys. All of them should be punished for… hmm… thinking of their precious teacher in that way. I can just imagine them jerking off to my pictures in their room…" She trembled as she spoke.
"Why do you imagine that, Miss Teacher?" Izuku mused. Obviously, she abandoned all pretenses.
"My role as their teacher is to make sure they're healthy, growing males. It's important that they… take care of their needs. You can tell them that I don't have a FansPro account, but… I'm always willing to lend a hand when they get bored of theirs… What about you, Midoriya-kun? Bored of your hand?" She responded lustfully.
She didn't even have an animal-based quirk, and yet, she still looked like an absolute bitch in heat while devouring him with her gaze.
"What makes you say I am using my hand? Don't believe I have a bitch or two for that?" He retorted. He felt safe enough to say that since he doubted she'd figure anything out from that response. Moreover, it would turn her on even more. If she was going after him of all students, then she probably wanted a challenge. She loved domination but not a too-easy win. His defiance would be appealing to her.
"Really? It wouldn't be surprising that… a boy of your stature would be popular," Midnight snorted. "But… women your age are boring and inexperienced. You'll be bored eventually. What you need is a pro. And since you don't seem to need any help with your hand at the moment… Why don't you help me?" The pro heroine offered, raising her leg to place her boot on top of his head now. It gave him an ideal view of her pussy lips beneath her skintight suit. "Lick teacher's pussy until she's happy," She ordered, pulling on the whip around his neck.
"Shouldn't you rip an opening for that?" He asked.
"Hmpf! You don't deserve that yet," Midnight snorted. "Now… Shall we?"
Well, he wasn't going to reject the offer of eating her out. He was going to let her enjoy the power play for a bit, then make her his bitch one day. For now, he allowed the mature woman to lower herself toward his face. Izuku didn't hesitate before letting his tongue out and running it across her lower lips.
Izuku's tongue pressed firmly against the damp fabric of Midnight's costume. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as the wet heat seeped through, her hips giving an involuntary jerk. Her fingers tightened around the whip handle, knuckles whitening, but she didn't pull away; she ground herself down against his mouth, a low, throaty moan vibrating in her chest.
"Mmm… good boy," She purred, her voice dripping with condescending approval. "Just like that… show your teacher how eager you are to please,"
Izuku said nothing, his focus on the task. His tongue was broad and rough, tracing the outline of her labia through the suit with languid strokes. The taste of her arousal, salty and musky, passed through the thin barrier, and he could feel her growing wetter with every move. He applied more pressure, his nose nudging against her clit through the material, and she shuddered, her dominant facade cracking for a split second.
"Ah! Y-Yes… right there," She stammered, her hips beginning to rock in a steady rhythm. The hand not holding the whip came down to grab one of his horns, gripping tightly, not to guide him but to anchor herself. "Don't you dare stop… This is your… nngh… your punishment for being so insolent…"
Izuku's eyes, half-lidded, watched her from below. He could see the flush spreading across her chest, the rapid rise and fall of her breasts. Her composure was unraveling, the thrill of domination mingling with raw, building pleasure. He could feel her thighs clamping around his head, her entire body tensing. Her scent, now overwhelmingly potent, filled his nostrils. With a final, drawn-out lick from her entrance to her clit, he pressed the flat of his tongue hard and held it there.
"Ah… Ah! I'm… I'm coming!" Midnight cried out, a ragged, unfiltered sound that echoed in the ruined zone as she threw her head back. Her body shook, arching back as the orgasm ripped through her. She ground herself against his face wildly, riding out the waves, gripping both of his horns as she let go of her whip. For a long moment, she simply trembled, supported only by his strong arm and the mouth still dutifully pressed against her.
Slowly, her breathing began to even out. She loosened her grip on his horns. A slick, dark patch stained the front of her costume where his mouth had been. She looked down at him, her usual predatory grin softened into something dazed and sated.
"Well…" She sighed, her voice husky. "It seems… you're a quick learner," She carefully unwound the whip from his neck, her movements sluggish. "Consider that… a passing grade for today. And make sure this stays between us if you want more… fun,"
"Just so you know, Sensei. I will get you on your knees at some point," Izuku casually promised. Midnight snorted, amused.
"You are funny, Midoriya. You can try, but you'll only end up as my dog," She dismissed his promise. "Now, take the dummies you rescued and bring them to the central plaza. The exercise will be over soon… It seems you wasted your time on something instead of looking for more dummies," Midnight chuckled, walking away from him.
Izuku stayed here for a moment longer. Speaking of pets, he already knew that Himiko would love having her as a second one after Sameko.