The Successor (My Hero Academia)

“… Sure. Just need to call my mother and let her know I’m sleeping over at a friend’s real quick.”
 
His words are a calculation. He’s being honest, to be fair, but also… he’s curious to see exactly how Mirko will react to hearing him talk about needing to call his mom. Reminding her of his age, will it have any effect on the lusty bunny he’s addicted to his body with his Quirks? For a brief moment, it seems to. Mirko flinches and flushes and looks… guilty for half a second.
 
But it passes as her eyes dip down to his cock, still out what with his clothing only gathered in his hands so far. He’s not currently hard or anything like that, but his impressive specimen IS twitching a little bit, a consequence of being in such a hot piece of bunny ass’ presence. Licking her lips subconsciously, Mirko lifts her eyes again and gives him a raunchy grin.
 
“Sure! Let mommy know you’re busy! I’ll go get changed and meet you in the bedroom!”
 
And with that, she twirls and leaves the living room behind, heading down the hall. Izuku watches her go, more than a little amused… and enjoying seeing her leave, what with her swaying chocolate ass and thicc thighs. Shaking his head, he grabs his phone from his discarded clothing and quickly pulls up his contacts. Calling his mom isn’t exactly difficult, she picks up almost immediately.
 
“Izuku?”
 
“Hey mom, just wanted to let you know I’ll be staying over at a friend’s tonight, so don’t expect me home.”
 
“Oh? I-If you think that’s best, honey…”
 
“I do. I’ll see you tomorrow after school, maybe.”
 
“Alright…”
 
And with that, the conversation is done. Not nearly long enough for Mirko to get changed, was it? Hm… Izuku considers that for a moment, before shrugging and heading to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water. After all, if the Rabbit Hero wanted to go all night long, he was going to need to be hydrated, heh.
 
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Rumi can’t believe she’s doing this. But at the same time, she can’t help herself. There’s just something about Midoriya that… that sets her off like no one else. Her rabbit libido forces her to engage in sexual acts often in order to calm it down, but technically she could and HAD been handling that with just her hands and toys for years.
 
Now, suddenly, she was so obsessed with one of her students that she was inviting him over to her place after school, and more than that, dressing up in some seriously scandalous costumes, all for the purposes of keeping him around to fuck her more. Rumi knew she shouldn’t… but her pussy, sopping wet and woefully empty, withers at the thought of sending him away. Her fingers just won’t do it any more… nor will any of her toys. She’d TRIED with them, tried to avoid texting him… and ended up here all the same.
 
“Whoa.”
 
Whirling around, Rumi blushes as she stands there in her latest costume, her appearance only meant for an audience of one… and that one has arrived. Izuku Midoriya stands in the doorway, still naked, still taller than her, still broad-chested and muscled and most importantly of all, still dangling a truly fat hog down between his legs.
 
His cock, mostly soft until now, immediately begins growing hard again at the sight of her. It feels like both a recrimination and a compliment, all at once. Blushing profusely, Rumi fidgets for a moment.
 
“L-Like it?”
 
Izuku mutely nods, moving further into the room, setting the half-drank glass of water in his hand down on the nightstand. Then, he moves to her and puts his hands on her hips. Rumi doesn’t try to stop him, though she thought he might feast his gaze upon her appearance for a little bit longer. After all, it’s not every day you get to see THE Mirko, THE Rabbit Hero… dressed as a sexy bunny rabbit.
 
Yep, she’s wearing the old-fashioned shoulderless, open-backed leotard, complete with a cute little white collar and small tie that nestles down between her cleavage. On top of that, she’s got on fishnet leggings and a pair of high heels. And of course, completing the entire ensemble, rather than having fake rabbit ears and a fake poof ball rabbit tail, Rumi has the real deal, as a result of her Quirk.
 
It’s the sort of thing that the Rabbit Hero would never have been caught dead in… before meeting Izuku. One of her peers had bought her the costume originally as a prank, and after she’d beaten them black and bloody for it, Rumi had at least been able to laugh at the joke, even as she stuck the outfit in the back of her closet, never to be worn.
 
But then Midoriya had come along. Izuku Midoriya, her big-dicked, insatiable student. She couldn’t say why she needed him to stay, to fuck her more, but she knew she needed it. And somehow, she’d known… this would get his attention.
 
“… You’re such a fucking slut, Mirko…”
 
Her eyes widen at the crass recrimination, but before she can reply, Izuku is kissing her, sticking his tongue in her mouth and pulling her against his chest. For a moment, she melts away, moaning into him, her hands hurriedly dropping down to his cock and stroking him the rest of the way to full mast. She’s proving him right, a distant part of her notes, but Rumi… Rumi just doesn’t care.
 
When they pull away from one another, Rumi is panting heavily, but that doesn’t stop her from speaking up.
 
“Call me… c-call me Rumi… p-please…”
 
He pauses at that, Izuku does. Looks at her… really looks at her for a moment. Then, abruptly, he swings her around and bends her over her own bed. Rumi doesn’t hesitate to go along with it, her pussy absolutely sopping, her cunt drooling in anticipation. She’s already torn a hole in the crotch of the bunny girl outfit too, exposing her pussy… and even her asshole if he were so inclined.
 
As her back arches, what with her legs ram rod straight but her face now down in the bed before her, Izuku snorts, fitting his cockhead up against her ready and waiting slit.
 
“I think… I should call you whatever I want Ru-mi~”
 
The way he elongates her short first name makes it sound so damn dirty. Or maybe that’s just how good his cock feels at her entrance, despite the fact that he’s not even entered her yet. One way or another, Rumi can’t help herself. She shamefully cums right there on the spot, before he’s even penetrated her, squealing into the bedding to try to hide her voice… but to no avail.
 
Izuku chuckles, having clearly noticed her climax, and a moment later he’s inside of her, gripping her by the hips and fucking her hard and fast from behind.
 
“To think you prepared an outfit like this in advance… you knew you were going to try to get me to spend the night, didn’t you?”
 
Half-true. She’d known she was going to try and get him to spend the night… b-but it wasn’t like she’d gotten this outfit for him personally or anything! No… that was the o-other outfit she’d ordered. Still, there’s no point in quibbling over semantics, especially not when he’s fucking her so furiously and soundly from behind, just as she’d been hoping for. Rumi can’t stop squealing, her rabbit ears twitching and throbbing on the top of her head along with every other part of her.
 
He must notice them, because he suddenly reaches out and grabs hold of her ears, yanking them backwards and tugging her head along with them in the process. Rumi’s red eyes go wide for a moment before fully rolling back in her skull as she climaxes explosively yet again right on the spot. And he doesn’t let up from there either. He continues pulling on her oh-so-sensitive ears while fucking her hard and fast from behind.
 
It doesn’t matter how tough, or strong or fit Rumi is. In that moment, all she is… is a woman. Bent over, body shuddering, spine arched, flesh quivering, the Rabbit Hero cries out in a rather lewd and crude way, unable to contain her voice now that her head has been pulled up from the bed.
 
As she’s moaning and squealing up a storm, Izuku is chuckling, his fingers rubbing up and down the length of her ears, even as he pulls them back.
 
“Kind of cute, to be honest.”
 
Rumi’s eyes widen again. He releases her ears a moment later, and she nearly face plants in the bed, only barely catching herself on her palms instead. His hands go back to her ass, and one comes down hard on her fishnet-clad chocolate derriere.
 
SMACK!
 
Head lowered, hair in her face, the Rabbit Hero can barely think straight as he fucks AND spanks her silly. There’s a puddle of her juices, forming down between her legs. She’s cum more times than she can count, while he… he’s unrelenting, but also hasn’t released again yet. He could… if he chose to. She’s never been more helpless. Never been weaker.
 
If he wanted to, he could easily cum inside of her right now. With these high heels on, her hips are raised perfectly to his level, giving him access to slam into her cunt nice and deep every single time. Her thicc thighs and toned ass cheeks jiggle, both from the impact of his thrusting and from his palm strikes across her posterior.
 
She’s not fighting it. She’s not even trying to stop him. He could fill her up and breed her and she wouldn’t be able to do anything about i-!
 
With a grunt, Izuku pulls out of her, and a moment later the hot splatter of seed coats her fishnets and her sexy bunny girl leotard, making Rumi flinch as she’s torn forcefully from her thoughts. Stumbling forward, she lands on the bed as he lets go of her, falling onto her side and looking back at him.
 
“H-hey. That… um…”
 
Izuku looks at her with a raised brow.
 
“If that’s all you wanted, I should probably get going… I can still make it home, no need for me to spend the night if we’re done now, right?”
 
“W-Wait! No! I’ve got more!”
 
A surge of adrenaline rushes through her, and Rumi hops up off of the bed, grabbing her student by his bare shoulders and spinning them around, pushing him down to sit on the edge of the bed.
 
“Just… just w-wait!”
 
Hurrying into the bathroom, where she set up her OTHER outfit, Rumi doesn’t dally. She strips out of her cum-stained bunny girl costume and hurriedly puts on the other one. This one… this one she had bought… f-for him. She’d had it sent the fastest she could, paying extra on the shipping to make it a one day delivery, in fact. Hopefully… he would like it. No… she KNEW he would like it. There was no doubt!
 
Pulling her hair into a ponytail, Rumi looks at herself in the mirror for a moment, posing this way and that… and then saunters out into the bedroom again, grinning wickedly, flushed as all hell in excitement.
 
“How a-about this, huh? This is your thing, yeah? You like this, right?”
 
She gives him a few poses as she speaks, letting Izuku see every bit of her. Gone is the bunny girl costume. In its place… is an even more scandalous, even more slutty, maid uniform. Not that it could, in any stretch of the imagination, be called a ‘uniform’. More, it’s a set of very sexy lingerie with the THEME of maid play baked in.
 
Fishnet gloves and fishnet stockings go well with her fishnet bikini top. On top of that, she’s got a little while apron that starts under her boobs and drapes down over her crotch, covering nothing at all. As well as a short frilly mini skirt that leaves pretty much nothing to the imagination. The skimpy maid bonnet arranged atop her head like a tiara is only the icing on the cake.
 
Pleased to see that she’s rendered Izuku Midoriya speechless, Rumi saunters up and drops to her knees between his legs. Grabbing his cock, she slaps it down across her barely contained tits a few times, moaning as the last bits of his previous load glaze the top of her chocolate chest. Then, she begins to lick and suck at the head of his cock, staring up at him all the while as he grows thick and hard and throbbing again in her hands.
 
She basks in his attention, basks in the feel of his cock in her mouth, her lips suctioned down around the massive member and slurping away enthusiastically. Only, he’s not grabbing her by her ears or her hair. She put her hair up in a ponytail specifically so he could take charge whenever he wanted. She’s only sucking on the head of his cock right now, specifically to tease him into forcing her to go deeper.
 
He doesn’t. Instead, he’s looking down at her with a curious expression on his face. Finally, he speaks. His tone isn’t nearly as excited as she wants it to be.
 
“Mirko… no, Rumi. What exactly do you want from me, huh?”
 
What?
 
“It’s just… you’re trying really hard here. I get that you like it when I fuck you, really, I do. But this much… is it really just your physiology acting up? How did you calm your raging libido before me, huh? Or… is there something else you want from me, that you haven’t admitted?”
 
Rumi freezes in place, her lips still around his cock, but no longer sucking. She stares up at him, wide-eyed at being called out so bluntly. Because… it’s true. He’s right. There is something she wants from him, something she’s refused to admit wanting, isn’t there?
 
She wants… to be bred. To be knocked up. To be pumped full of cum and turned into a proper brood bunny by Izuku Midoriya’s intoxicating, big fat cock. She wants him to impregnate her.
 
But she can’t SAY that, right? She can’t… she can’t just come out and admit it. For one, getting pregnant right now would be a bad idea. Getting pregnant via one of her students would be a TERRIBLE idea. So r-really… she needed to deny, deny, deny.
 
Except, he probably wouldn’t just buy it if she completely disagreed with him. He could tell something was up, couldn’t he? She had to figure out a cover… something that was maybe a half-truth?
 
Rumi blushes, as she thinks fast. She’s already reluctantly pulling off of his cock, because it’s obvious from his piercing gaze that he expects an answer and fast. As his member pops out from between her lips, Rumi opens her mouth, not entirely sure what even SHE is going to say in that moment.