16 Part 2: Momo(My Hero Academia)
Summary: Izuku, armed with One for All thanks to Nana, makes it into UA. There he meets his next mate: the lovely Momo Yaoyorozu
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"Ready, Midoriya?"
"Ready." He nodded at Momo Yaoyorozu, his partner for this battle training exercise. It was still hard for him to believe that he'd been accepted into UA, the top college for young adults who wanted to become pro heroes, but he had Nana to thank for that.
Their almost nonstop attempt at breeding bore fruit very quickly. She'd given birth to little Kotaro in January, and after he completed his grueling training under her watchful eye, she'd passed her quirk to him in February. One for All was an amazing quirk, one which he was still learning how to master. He'd objected at first when she offered to give it to him, but she had insisted. She wanted to retire as a pro hero to focus on Kotaro, and she didn't want anyone but Izuku to be her successor. So he'd accepted, and now he was here leaving his dream.
Iida and Katsuki were waiting for them, but the thought of his old childhood nemesis didn't fill him with fear like it had before. He not only had One for All now, but he had something even more important: a family to . His mom was proud of him of course, now moreso than ever since he was not only going to UA like he'd always wanted but had given her a grandchild. And now he had Nana and Kotaro too. He would make them proud of him!
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"Great job, Midoriya."
"Thanks," the young green-haired man said, smiling widely and nodding at Yaoyorozu. "You did the real work though. All I did was keep Katsuki busy while you made it past Iida."
"We made a good team." She returned his smile, and she could tell that he found himself struggling to look her in the eyes and not let them wander down her body. She'd changed out of her revealing hero costume, which was probably a good thing for his sanity. She'd seen the glances he took at her body while she moved around in her skimpy crimson leotard, though thankfully he'd still managed to focus and get the job done during the exercise. Even so, she could tell he liked the casual pink shorts and white t-shirt she was wearing now. With most men she found the staring repulsive, but for whatever reason she didn't seem to mind Midoriya looking at her body.
"We did," he agreed. "Our quirks were really, uh…compatible." She licked her lips involuntarily when she heard him say the word compatible, and he looked away quickly. She had to stop herself from crossing the single stride that separated them and kissing him on the lips. Her entire body felt like it was on fire right now. What was happening to her?! She shouldn't be drawn so strongly towards someone she barely even knew, and especially not this man in particular. He had a child, for crying out loud! When Nana Shimura, the #1 hero, announced she was retiring so she could have Izuku's child, it had been all most people could talk about for months. There wasn't a person in UA, or likely all of Japan, that didn't know that Izuku Midoriya was the father of the famous recently retired hero's son. Why would she be having these sudden feelings for him, of all people?!
"Yes," she said. She fidgeted, her thighs rubbing together uncomfortably. She could feel herself losing her grip on her self-restraint. She didn't know what was happening to her, but suddenly she could think of nothing but dragging Midoriya into her dorm room, ripping off his clothes and begging him to take her virginity, to fuck her, to breed her—
"Y-Yaoyorozu," he said suddenly, his voice sounding strained. She snapped her head up to look at him, and saw him breathing deeply. It looked like he was struggling to hold still, and she wondered if he might be going through the same struggles she was. "There's something you should know."
"O-Oh? What's that?" she asked. Her voice was shaky and distracted, and her hands trembled with the effort not to pull her shirt over her head.
"My quirk, uh, has a side effect." It was actually a different quirk entirely, the one he'd been born with as opposed to the one his first lover had given him, though she wouldn't learn that until much later. "If I become attracted to a woman, truly attracted, like beyond just thinking she's cute, the quirk will activate. It's called the, uh, breeding quirk."
"I get it," she said, cutting him off from explaining any more. He could explain the specifics of it all he wanted, but the name and the unbearable heat in her body said it all. At least it explained why she was nearly salivating at the idea of him ripping her shorts off, fucking her and filling her with his semen until she was sure she got pregnant. Sure, she wanted to have kids some day, but she'd sort of been planning on waiting until she graduated from UA until seriously pursing that, unless she met the right man before then and couldn't bear to wait. She'd met that man now though, she knew it in her body and soul. There was no denying it now, no stopping what her body was longing for. There was really only one thing she needed to know at this point. "Does the mother of your child know about this?"
"Yeah," he confirmed. "She was the, uh, target the first time it activated. She was there with me when my doctor told me about the quirk, which had been dormant until I met her. She was fine with me, you know, breeding other women. I just wanted to tell you before anything happened, so if you want, we could try and fight it, maybe even figure out if there's a way to—"
Momo didn't wait for him to finish making his futile offer. Even if there was a way to get out of this, even if someone had come along right then and handed her a pill that would cool her body down and turn off the attraction she now felt for Izuku Midoriya, she would have thrown that pill to the floor and ground it to dust beneath her foot. His breeding quirk had overwhelmed any sense of propriety she had, to the point that she grabbed him by the head and kissed him deeply right in the middle of the hallway.
They made out in front of her open door, lips pressed together, tongues exploring mouths, and hands groping at bodies through their clothes. Any of the other girls in her dorm could have opened their doors and seen what she was up to, and she honestly didn't care. The normally well-mannered and reserved Momo Yaoyorozu was fine with the entire school watching her get mounted, deflowered, fucked and bred by this hunk of a man. She knew that this was his quirk talking, that she would be scandalized by such a public display if she were still in her right mind, but the Momo who stood there now couldn't be bothered to think about public decency, her reputation, or anything other than Midoriya and all the things he could do to her.
Midoriya had more sense remaining to him than she did, so it was him that pushed forward with the kiss, backed her through the door and kicked it shut behind him. His lips dropped to her neck as soon as the door was closed, and she groaned and ran her hands through his hair.
"Please, Midoriya, please," she panted. She loved his lips on her, and loved his hands running up and down her bare legs, but it wasn't enough. She needed more, needed everything he could give her, and she needed it as soon as humanly possible.
He understood what she was asking for, and he gave it to her. He pulled her shirt up over her head, and groaned when he saw she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. His face left her neck and moved to kiss at her breasts, and she sighed happily. Her big boobs got in the way a lot of the time and were honestly more trouble than they were worth in her opinion, but now she liked having them. If Midoriya liked them, that was good enough for her.
His hands went to her shorts next, and he couldn't pull them down her legs quickly enough as far as she was concerned. She stepped out of them and then realized she should get to work undressing him as well. He was thankfully dressed very casually and had no annoying zippers or buttons to deal with, so she already had him down to his boxers by the time he slid her panties down. She tugged his boxers off and tossed them aside carelessly, ready to surrender to her lust and give herself to Midoriya. All she wanted was to offer her body up to him and let him take it, take her, take all of her.
Midoriya scooped her into his arms and walked her over to her bed. He placed her down gently, and she quickly spread her legs wide and invited him in. He climbed onto her bed, hovered above her and kissed her lips again. She had only seen his penis for the briefest of moments before he'd picked her up, but in that moment she'd seen that he was already erect (and also quite large too, at least from her understanding of general male anatomy.) Now she that hardness pressing against her, poking her belly. It was almost like it was taunting her, poking at her skin but not nearly low enough on her body to give her what she needed.
"Please," she gasped, breaking their kiss so she could make her desires clear. "Please, Midoriya. Please, lower! Fuck me! Breed me!"
"Izuku," he said. He kissed his way down her body until he reached her breasts, and then he shifted backwards so he was in a better position to fulfill her demand. "Call me Izuku."
"Izuku," she moaned. She felt his cock rub against her entrance, so close to giving her body what it demanded, and she bit her lip. She was already wetter than she'd ever been in her life, her body more than ready to be claimed by this man she'd only recently met. Any moment now it would happen. Any moment he would push his hips forward, stick his cock inside of her and make her a woman, his woman, his mate. "Izuku! Ahhhhhhhh!"
Izuku had entered her harder than she'd been expecting, shoving his cock into her with one big thrust. She would have actively encouraged him to do so; she was being driven at least as crazy with lust as he was, if not more so. But even with her body as heated as it was, she still felt the sharp stabbing pain as he roughly pierced her hymen. He went still on top of her and inside of her when he heard her pained cry, and he looked down at her with eyes wide with panic.
"I-I'm sorry!" he said earnestly. "I should have asked! Nana told me I'd probably sleep with girls who were virgins here, and I should be careful not to hurt them, but I got so lost in what I was doing that I didn't even think! Do you want me to pull out? We could try again later, or put it off for another day if you want, or—"
"You're not going anywhere," she said decisively. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, very intent on keeping him right where he was. It had hurt, yes, but she was going to be a pro hero in the future. Pain like this was nothing she couldn't deal with, and it was more than worth it considering the reward he was about to give her. Besides, the pain was fading quickly. Frankly she was surprised at how rapidly the aching stopped. Maybe that was his quirk at work, making sure her arousal overwhelmed anything else?
"If you're sure," he said. He gave her a kiss on the forehead by way of apology. "I won't move until you're ready. Just let me know when."
"Move," she said. He cocked his head at her, his lust battling with his concern for her, and she nodded. "Move," she repeated. "It doesn't even hurt anymore. Please, Izuku, move. Fuck me, fuck me, breed me!"
Her words reassured him and calmed his nerves, and he allowed his lust to control him once more. He pulled his hips back and then shoved them forwards, hitting her with another hard thrust of his cock, this one without the accompanying pain of her hymen breaking.
"Oh! Oh, yes!" She felt so wonderfully full, his cock hitting deep inside of her and stretching her recently deflowered pussy to fit his girthy penis. It felt amazing. She needed more of it. "Yes, Izuku! Yes! Keep going! Fuck me!"
Her new lover took her words to heart. Now confident that she really was ready to take it all, he began to move much faster inside of her. He thrust his powerful hips and fucked her with his cock, slamming into her hard enough to make her fancy bed creak beneath them. Her breasts bounced around uncontrollably, and he paid plenty of attention to them even while continuing to pound into her. His hands held her breasts, squeezing and playing with them, and if either of his hands pulled away from one of her breasts for even the briefest of moments it was only so he could lick at the breast and suck on her hard nipple. Those moments made her think of the future, of a little green-haired baby nursing at her nipples, and the thought made her throw her head back and groan.
"Ah, yes!" Her heels kicked at Izuku's ass, nudging him and trying to coax him into fucking her harder still. "Give it to me, Izuku! Give it to me!"
Give it to her he did. His hips drove into her even harder, his cock hammering into her and making her go wild. She couldn't imagine very many women getting fucked this hard during their first time, and even fewer of those would actually enjoy it, but she was happy to be the exception. Not any woman could handle a fucking as hard or a cock as big as what Izuku offered, but she wasn't just any woman. It would take a special kind of woman to handle Izuku, to be worthy of being bred by him, and Momo was proud to join the former #1 hero in that group. But in order to be bred by him, there was still one part missing.
"Cum in me, Izuku!" she pleaded. "Give me your cum! Give me your baby! Please, please, please!"
Izuku sucked harder at her nipple, gave her a few more hard thrusts, and then he was cumming inside of her. She screamed the moment she felt him hit orgasm and fill her up with his thick semen. He'd already proven how potent he was; Nana Shimura and her young baby were all the evidence Momo needed. It was entirely possible that he was impregnating her even now, his seed doing its work on the very first shot. She could practically see herself now, months down the road, her belly swollen with her lover's child, a half-brother or half-sister to young Kotaro. It was that visual as much as the actual physical pleasure of the fucking that brought about Momo's own orgasm. She held onto Izuku even tighter and moaned into his ear as her body was treated to its first ever orgasm at the hands (or more accurately, the cock) of someone else, She held onto him not just as a way to express everything she was feeling, but also to make absolutely certain that he gave her every drop of cum he had to give before he even thought about pulling out of her.
He waited until he saw her body relax on the bed, and then he slowly pulled his hips back. She groaned and shook her head in protest, but he just chuckled at her.
"That's all for right now," he said. "Nana said a girl would probably be pretty sore after the first time, so it's probably best to stop here for now. Wouldn't want to make you all exhausted and sore before class tomorrow." Momo bit her lip. Few ideas sounded less appealing to her than going without Izuku's cock for any length of time. Now that she'd found it, she didn't want to let it go, at least not until she was sure he'd knocked her up. She would defer to his (and Nana's) judgment though. She did still want to not only be a hero, but a great one; that desire hadn't faded in the least with what had happened today. It just coexisted with her new desire to be pumped full of Izuku's cum until he gave her a baby.
"When can we do it again?" she asked, knowing that it was abundantly clear how desperate she was to be bred by him, and not caring in the least.
"We'll see," he said lightly. He rolled over onto his side and hugged her body from behind, his arms crossing just underneath her breasts, and she allowed herself to relax in his embrace. Even if he hadn't knocked her up just then, they'd still have plenty of time to take care of that soon enough.
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"Hah! Hah! Hah!"
Momo gasped every time that her hips descended and her body collided with Izuku's. She would have preferred to be much louder and more vocal in expressing how good this felt, but even through her lust she knew that would not be a wise move. Even with the rest of the school focused on the ongoing Sports Festival, there were still too many people milling around to be sure that they had any semblance of privacy.
Izuku had come to try and cheer her up after her abrupt defeat against Tokoyami. Admittedly she'd been dejected at first, disappointed that she hadn't been able to show any of her skills to the rest of the school as well as the audience. But her frown disappeared the moment he caught up to her in the hall. Her lover could always cheer her up.
He'd just been intending to give her a pep talk and reassure her that she'd have plenty of chances in the future to show the world that she was a future hero with bright prospects, but she'd had other ideas. She decided that there was a far more effective way for him to help her lift her spirits, and she was going to take it.
Against his objections and worries that someone could easily stumble in on them, she dragged him through the nearest door, which happened to be a storage closet of some kind. There wasn't much room in here, but she hadn't let that stop her. She shoved him down into a dusty chair, pulled his blue gym pants down and climbed on top of him.
She knew she didn't have much time to savor this, and a second round was completely out of the question. Someone would notice their absence before long, and aside from that, Izuku still hadn't been eliminated from the festival. He needed time to get ready, so she was going about this as quickly as she possibly could.
She put her hands on his shoulders for leverage and bounced away on his lap, driving her body up and down and filling herself up with his cock. She'd gotten better at this, having had numerous chances by now to get fucked by Izuku and get used to the feeling of his cock filling her up. She swore that the sex somehow got better every single time, and even this time, rushed and cramped as it was, was turning her entire day around.
"Cum, Izuku," she whispered, taking care to keep her voice down. "Cum in me!"
Izuku just groaned and closed his eyes, not trusting himself to be able to temper his voice. He wasn't a mere passenger on this erotic ride though; while she was focused on bouncing on his cock until he gave her his seed, he was working to make sure he wasn't the only one who got to orgasm before they had to scurry out of this closet. One of his hands cupped her breast through her gym shirt, and the other reached between her legs to rub at her clit. It wasn't the easiest thing for him to do, what with the angle, the lack of space around him and the speed of her bounces, but he still managed to pay plenty of attention to her sensitive little nub. Nana really had trained him well. That was something Momo had thanked the older woman for profusely the first time they'd met. That had been a nervous meeting for her, but Nana had immediately swept her into a hug and sincerely welcomed her to the 'family', strange as it was.
Momo was happy to be so accepted by the mother of Izuku's first child, and equally happy that the man they shared was so capable of getting her off. It wouldn't have taken her long to cum if it had solely been up to her to ride his cock, but with his active participation in pleasing her, her orgasm was only hastened. She felt the tidal wave approaching, and she knew it was going to be powerful. Not only that, but she was going to be loud.
Izuku knew it too. He could tell she was close, and he knew how loud she could get. He solved her dilemma by claiming her lips in a kiss. She was free to moan into his mouth, secure in the knowledge that no one would be able to hear her unless they'd seen them come into the closet and had their ear pressed to the door. (So hopefully that pervert Mineta hadn't followed her out of the stadium, basically.)
The kiss also served as a solution for Izuku, who hit his own climax not long after she did. He groaned into her mouth and his hands went to her bare ass, holding her down on his lap while he deposited his cum inside of her. That was just fine; it was exactly where she wanted to be anyway.
They kissed until he'd finished cumming inside of her pussy, but there wasn't any time to waste. Regrettable as it was, they couldn't spare any time for cuddling or post-coital bliss this time. They cleaned each other up and helped each other get dressed, and then Momo slowly opened the door and popped her head out cautiously. She had to slap a hand over her mouth to avoid shrieking in surprise.
"Have a good time, you two?" Nana Shimura was standing outside the closest and looking highly amused.
"How'd you know we were in here?" Momo asked, smiling and shrugging her shoulders. She'd be panicking if it was anyone else, but it wasn't like they had anything to hide from Izuku's first lover.
"I saw our man walk out of the stands after you lost. I knew there was only one thing that would really cheer you up, and I figured I should follow you to make sure no one else caught you or snooped around to peep. Like that short kid with the purple balls. He's weird."
"You don't even know the half of it," Momo said, nodding. "It worked, by the way. I feel much, much better."
"I'm happy for you," Nana said. "Though I do hope you didn't exhaust our man too much. He still has a festival to win, don't you, Izuku?"
"Yes!" He stepped out from the closest and clenched his fist, looking determined. "Make sure Kotaro is watching. I'll win it for him! And for you two, of course."
"If it can't be me, it might as well be you," Momo said. She leaned in and kissed him on the left cheek, and Nana smiled and did the same to the right. "Good luck, hero."
Izuku gave them a last wave and then walked away, leaving the mother of his first child and the hopeful future mother of his second to go back out to the stands and cheer him on.
