The Successor (My Hero Academia)

… Better that Ochaco get at least a glimpse of who he really was now, rather than being misled. At least, that’s the excuse Izuku gives as he grabs Ochaco by her wrists and pulls her hands free of his erection, lifting them up between their bodies.
 
“Or rather… you saved that civilian.”
 
Ochaco freezes, staring up at him in confusion, her hair still slicked back by the hot water washing over them both. Giving her a crooked grin, Izuku spins the brunette around, dragging her arms back behind her body. Holding her wrists in one hand, he wraps the other hand around and gropes one of her breasts as he pulls her to his chest.
 
“You’re a big damn hero, aren’t you?”
 
Squirming for a moment before collapsing back against him, Ochaco pants noisily, his toying with her tits leaving her trembling in his grasp.
 
“Y-Yus… yessss…”
 
Izuku has already decided how he wants to play this… it’s just a matter of finding out whether Ochaco will play along or not.
 
“You saved that young man… at the expense of yourself. But then, how are you here now? How did you survive? Who… pulled you from the landslide?”
 
Sliding his fingers along her breast, Izuku pinches Ochaco’s nipple between his digits, drawing a whimper from her lips. Slowly, she begins to catch on.
 
“Y-You did?”
 
Grinning, Izuku chuckles as he continues to construct a roleplay scenario with the wiggling, writhing brunette. His mouth is right next to her ear, and that too seems to be driving Ochaco wild as he toys with her.
 
“That’s right. But I’m no hero like you. I expect a reward. Saved you from the landslide, got you all cleaned up… and now I’m going to get you dirty. My own hero, to defile and get nice and filthy. How does that sound, hm?”
 
It’s perhaps a bit of a stretch, but after the conversation he’d had with Thirteen, Izuku wanted to indulge. More than that, he thought that Ochaco might be… open to such ideas. She’s certainly not struggling to get away from him right now. Though she is trembling as though she’s freezing, despite the hot water still cascading down both their bodies.
 
“I-it sounds… it sounds like I don’t have m-much of a choice…”
 
The words come out in pants, even as Izuku lets out a half-growl, half-purr into her ear that makes her shiver. Then, he slides his hand down from her breast to between her legs, enjoying the way Ochaco squeaks as he slides two fingers up inside of her and spreads them apart experimentally. While the shower water makes it difficult to tell just how wet she is on the outside… on the inside, he can feel how slippery her inner walls have become.
 
More than that, her pussy clenches and squeezes down around his digits, undeniable evidence of how turned on she is. For all that they’re playing a little game right now, Ochaco wants this. She wants this so, so badly.
 
Spinning them both around, Izuku lets go of the brunette’s wrists at the same time that he yanks his fingers out of her cunt. The result is Ochaco stumbling forward a step, her hands coming up to slap against the wall of the shower stall. Before she can slip and slide on the wet floor however, Izuku is behind her, grasping her by her hips and steadying her as she finds balance in her bent over state.
 
Looking back over her shoulder, Ochaco’s eyes are wide as she looks down at where they’re about to be joined. Izuku pauses and tilts his head at her, smiling curiously and waiting to see what she might say.
 
“… Y-You might not think you’re a hero… but you saved me all the same. S-So… I’m all yours~”
 
He raises his eyebrow at that, before nodding in quiet acceptance of Ochaco’s minor twist to their little roleplay. She doesn’t mind him taking charge, but she apparently doesn’t want him playing a total villain. So she’s upping the ante by giving him ‘permission’ right before they begin, heh. Well then, Izuku can work with that.
 
His grip on her hips tightens up, the only warning Ochaco gets before he slams home into her pussy. A loud, lewd cry leaves the brunette’s lips, and she shudders as he fills her with his cock. Her virginity is his, Izuku idly notes, though all of the foreplay along with the shower water has made things wet enough to diminish Ochaco’s discomfort considerably.
 
Still, he does wait for a beat, letting her adjust to his size and get used to being so full before he continues on. His member throbs inside of her as her incredibly tight, wet pussy walls flex and clench and massage his entire length. It’s actually quite hard not to move at first… but he’s a gentleman if nothing else.
 
Still, once Ochaco’s breathing begins to level out, Izuku stops staying still. Before she can say or do anything, he pulls back halfway… and then thrusts in again. A squeak is expelled from the gorgeous young woman’s lips, and she shudders as he fills her again and again. Fucking her like this is quite the treat. Her body glistens and gleams with the water pouring over it, and her hands claw at the shower wall.
 
Meanwhile, her pert little behind is fun to smash into as he picks up the pace, clapping her cheeks harder and faster by the moment while continuing to hold her steady. Her moans fill the air, though the hot shower drowns them out a fair bit. The situation is perfect, but Izuku has learned not to let himself get too caught up in what’s going on right in front of him. He’s been blindsided a couple of times lately, despite all of his advantages.
 
And so, even as he fucks Ochaco from behind, bent over and pressed up against the shower wall, Izuku does an active scan with his extra-sensory Quirks. Good thing he does too, because Ochaco’s presence and the ensuing fun they’d had together had damn near made him miss the other person now peeping on them.
 
Izuku’s eyes widen, and he very nearly stops fucking the brunette in front of him as he registers the third individual in the area. Only when he realizes that they’re stationary does he keep himself moving. Fucking into Ochaco with powerful, deep thrusts, he nevertheless splits his attention… and quickly identifies their peeper as none other than Momo Yaoyorozu herself.
 
The Class Rep is watching them go at it from a good distance away, using a strangely shaped spyglass that she must have produced with her Quirk to peer around a corner at them. Momo herself is pressed up against the wall so that she’s completely out of sight, only the glint of the spyglass letting Izuku pinpoint her exact location out of his vision’s periphery.
 
He doesn’t actually look over, of course. She would know immediately that he was looking right at her. Instead, he reaches out and grabs Ochaco by the hair, pulling her head back and continuing to pound her silly as he considers this latest development.
 
Momo was… a special case. Out of all of the girls he’d gotten with so far, Momo was the one that it could be argued he was the most dishonest with. In an uncharitable light, one might even say he’d been leading her on. They hadn’t called each other boyfriend and girlfriend or anything like that, but he also hadn’t really established their relationship as anything else.
 
And yet, she’s not angrily rushing in to confront them as she would if she felt he was cheating on her. Nor had she run away in a huff. In fact, as Izuku continuing fucking Ochaco from behind, he senses through his quirks that Momo… is touching herself. While one hand is holding up the strangely shaped spyglass, her other is between her legs and she appears to be fingering herself as she spies on the two of them.
 
Is the heiress seriously getting off to all of this? Should he do something? Izuku considers the situation for a moment before ultimately deciding to let it lie. He’s not going to stop fucking Ochaco just to confront Momo in this spot. That wouldn’t really be fair to Ochaco, after all. Right now was supposed to be about her, not about Momo.
 
Pulling Ochaco back further by her hair, Izuku drags her away from the shower wall and once more presses her back into his chest. This time however, his cock is slamming up into her from below and Ochaco herself doesn’t have anywhere to put her hands. She ultimately ends up reaching back and clinging to him for dear life, moaning up a storm as she’s pushed up onto her tip toes by his thrusts.
 
Her cunt clenches and squeezes quite rapidly around his dick, and Izuku grunts as he feels her cumming for him, orgasming all along his shaft. Knowing that Momo is watching and masturbating to the sight of them going at it isn’t as much of a turn off as he might have first thought… in fact, it’s quite arousing to have her peeping on them.
 
His cock throbs and his balls churn as he gets closer and closer to blowing his load. With a growl, Izuku slips back into the ‘character’ he’s playing right now and abruptly pulls Ochaco off of his cock. He’s careful not to hurt her, but he nevertheless uses his grip on her hair to spin her around and force her down to her knees.
 
She gasps, her hands grabbing onto his legs for support as he slaps his engorged dick across her face. To her credit, Ochaco’s mouth immediately opens, her eyes closed due to the water cascading down both of their bodies even now. Her tongue lolls out and slides along his shaft as he pulls back until the tip of his dick finally lines up with her lips. As he pushes in, she spreads her lips wide for him, stretching her jaw at the same time.
 
Izuku doesn’t push his luck, however. He only fits the first couple inches of his cock in Ochaco’s mouth, letting her tongue do the heavy lifting as it swirls around his tip and then pushes against his glans. He groans and a moment later begins to cum, filling Ochaco’s mouth with his seed. Much to his surprise, she doesn’t even hesitate to start swallowing as he ejaculates in her mouth. Despite being an inexperienced virgin, Ochaco seems quite excited, eager even, to take his load.
 
When he’s finally done, Izuku lets go of her hair and watches as she pulls back out of the shower spray. Her eyes finally open, her slick soaked hair plastered to the sides of her head and framing her face beautifully as she looks up at him and lolls out her tongue, showing off the last bit of his cum before she rolls it back in and swallows that too.
 
Izuku grins down at her and gives her an appreciative nod, before checking on Momo again. Unfortunately, by that point she’s gone. Hm, that’s too bad. He would have liked to confront her and have a talk after Ochaco had left, but it seemed it would have to wait. Maybe… maybe it was better to let her come to him.
 
… Yes, that was what he would do. If Momo wasn’t upset, then he didn’t really see a reason to embarrass her by letting her know that he knew she’d been watching. If she wanted to talk about it, she would let him know… right?
 
-x-X-x-
 
Momo Yaoyorozu didn’t quite know what was wrong with her. As she sits in the back of the family car driving her home, her heart is racing and its taking everything in her power not to go back to touching herself. After all… her previous orgasm had been ruined by the message coming in that said the car was waiting for her outside.
 
She would have stayed until the end otherwise. She could tell Izuku was getting close, but unfortunately she hadn’t gotten to see the grand finale. But then… why did she want to see such a thing in the first place? Weren’t they… wasn’t he… but no…
 
The young woman was beginning to realize that she and Izuku Midoriya had never put a label on anything they’d done together. It had all happened so suddenly, really. The interaction at their Recommendation Exam had been out of nowhere, but not at all unappreciated. Even still, Izuku hadn’t declared her his girlfriend then or anything.
 
And then… he’d taken her virginity from her on her bed in her bedroom, located in her own house. And still they hadn’t called themselves boyfriend and girlfriend. Now… now she caught him fucking another girl. Momo should have been mad. She should have been furious, right?
 
But instead, it was a turn on. She’d been shocked at first, but quickly realized she was aroused. Watching Izuku with Ochaco was… it was really hot. He’d taken control and pushed Ochaco against the shower wall, fucking her from behind like she was… like she was his bitch. He’d completely made her cunt his property.
 
Fuuuck, what the hell was this?! Momo might have been new to sex, but she understood how it worked! Or at least, she thought she did. Now she wasn’t so sure. Sex was between a guy and girl who liked each other, right? Well, she liked Izuku. And she thought Izuku liked her. But then… where did her sudden desire to watch him fuck other girls come into that? What part of sex was covered by her arousal at watching him take a fellow student like Ochaco to pound town?
 
Mouth dry, hands clawing at the seat beneath her, Momo whimpers as she tries to process her feelings. She wanted… she wanted more. More of Izuku Midoriya, at the very least. But did she want to be his girlfriend? Did she want him to fuck her more? Or did she want to see him fuck other girls even more than that?
 
And most importantly of all, did she tell him any of this? She could… she could keep it a secret. She wasn’t seen, she was pretty sure. Izuku had no idea she’d spied on him and Ochaco. So, if she wanted to, she could… continue to spy on him and other girls and he would be none the wiser. It was so hot too, being hidden. Almost as hot as getting to watch was.
 
But was that fair to Izuku? Should she be honest with him instead?
 
With a whimpering moan, grateful that the divider between the back of the car and the front is currently up, Momo puts her head in her hands. She honestly didn’t know what to do.
 
What a conundrum…