Chapter 27 - Mitsuki Bakugou 4

(A/N: I'll release the whole arc today. Will be back posting with the entrance exam arc right on Monday!)

"Can I kiss you again? For the memories," Izuku asked with a sincere smile.

"...no adult kiss, alright?"

"No adult kiss," Izuku agreed.

Izuku kept his hold on Mitsuki's left hand with his right while his other hand pulled her close by her waist. He kept his touch linger on her body and stared at her with a warm smile.

"Just…just fucking do it already," Mitsuki hurriedly said, unable to hold her face from blushing any longer. Izuku loved seeing the explosive woman blush and couldn't help but kiss her cheek first.

"Wha–," Mitsuki didn't expect the kiss to be on her cheek, and just as she was about to complain, she felt Izuku suddenly push her body down on the sofa and took her lips. The hand on his waist cushioned her fall as it sprinkled the rough play with a soft tune.

Izuku used enough just power to push her down and let her feel the warmth of his topless body all the while not enough to make her feel any discomfort whatsoever. He wanted her to get addicted to his body amd touch.

"Izu– don't, mph," Mitsuki at first was annoyed by Izuku's forceful nature but was still fine. She only wanted to stop when she felt him using his tongue to pry open her last line of defense.

She tried to push his body off of her but couldn't. He was too strong and rough with her. Her lips were devoured, every inch of her mouth was scoured, and she could do nothing about it but stare at the boy pushing her down.

Her breathing turned ragged and almost stopped had Izuku not let her go at the last second. She saw him slowly lifting his body up as strings of their saliva dribbled down onto her lips. He kept his grip on her, not wanting to let go.

Izuku kept his stare on her. His eyes were filled with greed. Greed for her body, and Mitsuki was very aware of that.

"Izuku…why?" Mistuki asked. Her face turned solemn as her voice was filled with a wronged tone.

"I told you, Mitsuki," Izuku said, dropping the honorifics. He snuggled his head into her neck and took a deep breath, planting a soft kiss before saying, "I've always seen you as a woman, and I've always wanted you for myself,"

Mitsuki had a hard time uttering any word as she felt his touch roaming around every inch of her body. She felt one of his hand caressing her belly. It brought her an indescribable amount of sorrow, but the worse part is that a part of her didn't want to resist.

"Izuku…" Mistuki whimpered, "Please stop…" She said, using her last inch of power to push a feeble force on Izuku's shoulder, yet to no avail. He didn't budge.

Mitsuki saw her final attempt fail miserably and looked away, afraid of whats to come. She wanted to fight back, but there was no world where she would win. Coupled with the fact that the boy in front of her was Inko's child, and had suffered so much under her son, she couldn't even muster the courage to.

She had never expected this to happen when she saw the tattered clothes of the young boy on the street she thought was innocent. It seems like she had underestimated just how much Izuku had changed.

Izuku saw her body turning soft as she fully let him do anything to her. He should've been happy that he was finally getting what he wanted, but, the only thought running through his mind is that he had lost. Miserably at that.

Izuku softened his grip and let his body down onto her. He laid his head on her chest and sighed loudly. All the flame and lust he cultivated immediately vanished when he saw her give up.

If he wanted to rape someone, he would have done so long ago. There were plenty of much more beautiful and attractive women other than Mistuki. Even if he was just in heat, he could've taken Toga into an alleyway and gotten it over with. But he didn't want to. It wasn't beneath him or anything, but the enjoyment he would've gotten from that is never worth the effort nor cost.

He initially wanted to push her just enough to make her forget about her responsibilities and family as they enjoy a pleasant night together. He wanted to experience his first time in this world while not caring about anything other than satisfying each other's most carnal desires. With someone like Mitsuki, it would've been perfect, and yet.

'I definitely pushed this way too far…' Izuku lamented. In the heat of the moment, he kept going and going, pushing her further along the line of immorality and not minding her mental ceiling until finally, she broke and gave up.

Mitsuki wasn't sure what was happening but she stayed still, letting him enjoy whatever twisted act he was doing right now.

After not seeing him move for a while, Mitsuki looked down at her chest and saw Izuku's face was deep into her cleavage. She dragged his chin up, revealing his face, and saw his hollow expression.

"What mental shit are you up to now?" Mitsuki asked. Her tone was full of predictable anger and frustration.

Izuku looked at her and sighed in regret, "Nothing. I'm done…"

Izuku wondered why he couldn't keep his usual calm and just stopped when the odds of success weren't in his favor; was it his body's teenage hormones taking over? He just kept going even though it was nigh impossible for it to work, and now, everything is fucked.

"...what?" Mitsuki yelled, perplexed. She only expected one result from this, and it isn't him stopping.

"I don't want to force you,"

"It's too little too fucking late for that you shithead!" Mitsuki shouted, knocking his head, with her full force this time.

Izuku smiled wryly as he got up and rubbed the bump on his head. He was still straddling Mitsuki on her belly but didn't do much else.

"You kept complaining about your family this past month, mom was out for a while, and with you saying that ambiguous line of giving me anything, I thought I had a chance," Izuku said his train of thought. It was a reach to say it was even remotely logical, but oh well. What's done is done.

"So you've been planning this all along?"

"Of course not. Mom going out was a coincidence, Kacchan picking a fight was all his fault, and you giving me "hope" was also all you." Izuku said. The only plan he made was to seduce Mitsuki, and it went horribly.

"So why stop?! I'm still telling Inko no matter what,"

Izuku expected her to, so he was unsurprised and said, "Why would I not? I wanted to be with you, not use you, Mitsuki. If I keep going, it'll be like I'm masturbating. Sure, it'll feel good, but I'll forget about it the next day."

Izuku stopped and cast a regretful smile before saying, "If you had desired me too, then my first time will be a memory that I'll forever cherish with the gorgeous and ferocious woman called Mitsuki,"

Izuku didn't continue and kept his stare at the silent and charming woman below him. Since it had come to this, Izuku stole a chaste kiss from under her lips as a souvenir and fully let her go.

While Izuku felt regret doing this, he didn't lament the situation anymore. What's done is done, and there's no use wasting time thinking about all the what-ifs. All he needed to do now was mend what could be mended and deal with what could still be fixed.