The Successor (My Hero Academia)

Finally, Momo speaks.
 
“I didn’t fully understand why I liked seeing you with other women at first, I-Izuku. I had to… do my own research into the subject before I could fully explore my feelings.”
 
Staring down into her bento box, Momo’s blush grows a little more intense. Izuku, meanwhile, stays right by her side, providing silent support for the young woman as she confesses to him. It’s like something right out of an ancient anime, really. The girl confessing to the boy on a rooftop. However… only on the surface. Under the surface, there’s nothing normal about this confession. Some might even try to claim it’s not romantic, though Izuku would be happy to fight them on Momo’s behalf in that regard.
 
Regardless, he’s able to read between the lines. The Yaoyorozu Heiress had gone ahead and looked up porn to try and figure out her fetishes. He wasn’t going to lie… that was kind of hot.
 
“At first, I thought it might be that I enjoyed being… shamed. The first time I caught you with another woman, I was as humiliated as I was aroused. I thought we had something special… but I quickly realized just how much attention you have to give to… t-to everyone around you.”
 
Izuku tilts his head to the side, noting how Momo elegantly dodges around the idea of remotely blaming him for his philandering ways. He doesn’t necessarily feel guilty for ‘cheating’ on her or anything like that. After all, they weren’t in a committed relationship. Momo herself had admitted as much in a round about way when she’d finally asked him to date her just a few minutes ago. Asking him to be her boyfriend now was a tacit acknowledgement that he wasn’t her boyfriend THEN.
 
“I thought… I thought I might be a cuckquean. That was one of the things that came up in my research. The idea that I might be… turned on by being forced to watch and not getting to join in. However… the more I looked into it, the more I realized that’s not the case.”
 
Oh? Izuku blinks in surprise, a little taken aback. In all honesty, from the way Momo had been hiding her peeping from him, he’d begun to wonder the exact same thing. It would appear they’d both been incorrect then, if what she was saying now was true.
 
“After that, I thought it might just be that I liked watching you drill into another woman because I liked watching you in your natural form. Seeing a big, strong man like you fuck other girls raw… it IS hot, d-don’t get me wrong… but…”
 
She trails off for a moment, and Izuku is pretty sure the only reason she doesn’t get any redder in the face is because she CAN’T get any redder in the face. She’s blushing up a storm at this point, and looks like she’s struggling to get past the final hurdle. Smiling softly, Izuku reaches over and laces his fingers through her own.
 
The Class Rep stiffens as he takes ahold of her hand, but when he gives it a good, comforting squeeze, it’s like the tenseness drains right out of her. Her body deflates and she lets out a low sigh as she relaxes, even leaning into his side.
 
“… I know what I like so much about watching you with other women now, Izuku.”
 
Izuku can tell she wants him to ask, so he finally breaks his silence.
 
“What’s that, Momo?”
 
“I-I like… I like seeing you dominate them. I like watching you bend over even Pro Heroes like M-Mirko and Ryukyu and make them your bitches. I like knowing that you’re always in charge. More than that though… I want to help. I want to push down someone like the Rabbit Hero and make her lick my feet while you watch on approvingly. I want to hold her by her big bunny ears and fuck her face on your cock as we kiss and makeout…”
 
Finally looking at Izuku, Momo Yaoyorozu confesses her true, darkest desires.
 
“I want to be your girlfriend… so that I can bring you willing girls and help you dominate them. I want to be your right-hand woman, Izuku. Whatever that entails. Submissive to you… but above e-everyone else in your life. To be an extension of your control… and help you conquer every single horny, needy slut that comes begging f-for your cock.”
 
Well now. That was quite the confession. For a long moment, Izuku just sits there processing Momo’s words as she fidgets at his side. He doesn’t let go of her hand, however. In fact, he’s holding onto her, sure that if he wasn’t, there would be a fifty-fifty chance of the Heiress getting up and sprinting away in embarrassment and fear of rejection.
 
The thing is, he’s not going to reject her. He never would, not in a million years. Call it serendipity, but her wanton, dark desires… line up with his plans perfectly. Sure, maybe there are more experienced women who would work better on paper as his ‘right-hand woman’. There’s Nana Shimura, who his father quite literally gifted him before his… passing. She’s utterly loyal to Izuku and the whole reason he got into UA so easily as well.
 
Then, there’s Mirko the Rabbit Hero. Rumi has already started doing what Momo has been doing, bringing him women. First she’d brought him Mt. Lady, and then she’d brought him Ryukyu. But… when he really thought about it, Mirko wasn’t right-hand material. Neither was Nana. They were both loyal, each in their own way. But Mirko was more akin to a head-hunter that needed to be kept on a short leash… perhaps shorter than Izuku currently had it, though he was still waffling about that. Meanwhile, Nana was too broken and twisted from her experiences to truly be his right-hand.
 
Momo Yaoyorozu on the other hand… she was perfect for the role in a lot of ways. She was his age… and he’d already been considering her for the position of wife. He’d never wanted a trophy wife. He’d always wanted someone who could actually stand by his side and be more than just a pretty accessory to hang off his arm. And Momo was certainly that.
 
That said, he wouldn’t jump into things with her just yet. Especially not when he still had his attention split between this and Himiko Toga’s Quirk, still lurking in the back of his mind, still waiting to be altered.
 
Letting out a low breath, Izuku gives Momo’s hand another comforting squeeze and smiles at her as well.
 
“… I’d be happy to be your boyfriend, Momo.”
 
Her eyes light up, her entire face brightening as her lips curl into a wide smile. Of course, he brings her back down to Earth a moment later.
 
“As for the rest though… I think a demonstration is in order. If you’re serious… I need you to show me that you can do what you say you want to do. That you’re not just saying what you think I want you to hear. Bring me a… willing, hungry little slut as you termed it, and sacrifice her to me. Then I’ll know you’re truly committed. Until then… we’ll be boyfriend and girlfriend, but nothing else okay? No more peeping. No more watching. Not until you’ve done as I said.”
 
He can see the comprehension in her eyes. If she really wants to keep spying on him fucking other women like the voyeur she so clearly is, she’s going to need to earn the right. And after her heartfelt confession about WANTING to offer him up another girl on a silver platter for him to devour… well, there was really no reason she shouldn’t be able to do as he’s said, right?
 
“I-I understand. I will succeed, Izuku. I promise…”
 
Smiling, Izuku nods his head.
 
“I believe you, Momo.”
 
They eat their lunches after that rather companionably. Talking about the things they learned in class and what not. Izuku keeps the majority of his focus on what the two of them are doing now, with only a sliver of his attention dedicated to finding ways to alter Himiko’s Quirk. After all, he’s eating lunch with his girlfriend now, rather than just a female friend who he’s had sex with. So it’s important he give her as much of his focus as possible.
 
Eventually, lunch comes to a close and they return to class, but it’s obvious Momo is riding high for the rest of the day off of their conversation. Equally obvious, at least to Izuku anyways, is the way she’s eyeing up the other women in the class. He considers mentioning that he’s had prior experience with Kyoka and Mina on top of what she caught him doing with Ochaco, but ultimately decides against it. He wants Momo to make her own decisions, and that includes potentially making her own mistakes.
 
Besides, he has enough on his plate as is…
 
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Momo Yaoyorozu has her mission. And she’s chosen to accept it. Now that she’s dating Izuku, she feels like she can take on the world. But more than that… she needs to truly prove herself to him still. They’re in an in-between state at the moment. Sure, Izuku is her boyfriend… but she wants more and he knows it now.
 
She’d been afraid of how he would ultimately react to her confession. Even having watched him dominate not just her fellow classmate but ALSO their teachers, Momo was afraid that he wouldn’t take too kindly to her… trying to but in, or whatever. And yet… and yet, he’d responded positively in the end. And even gave her a task.
 
It was all too fair. She’d told him that she WANTED to bring him sluts, to effectively sacrifice them on the altar to his glorious manhood. Now she needed to put her money where her mouth was and prove her convictions.
 
The only question was… just who was Momo to approach? Did she go for one of her fellow students in Class 1-A? Or did she go for a member of the faculty? For the briefest of moments, she’d considered going after one of her own mothers. She knew for a fact that both women were bisexual. But that didn’t mean either of them would be easy, necessarily.
 
That said, her stepmother, Kazehana… would definitely be easy mode. Convincing the perverted lush to take Izuku for a spin would be simplicity itself. However, dominating her beforehand would be a little harder. Momo was confident that once he got his hands on her and his dick inside of her, Kazehana would submit… but until then, she would treat it like one big joke, Momo was sure of that much.
 
Meanwhile, her mother, Robin Yaoyorozu… she was hard mode. EXTREME hard mode. Momo’s mother was a businesswoman through and through, and it would take a lot for Momo to convince her to take Izuku for a spin. So much that it might be impossible. Certainly, she wasn’t the best option for her first attempted conquest.
 
Likewise, Momo’s big sister was also out. Not because Momo knew for a fact that she would be difficult, but more because Momo knew almost nothing concrete about Yor. She might secretly be a huge submissive slut… or she might not.
 
That left her family off the table. None of them were good options for this first conquest. And yet… Momo was loathe to pick someone from Class 1-A to go after as well. Call it intuition, or maybe just an obvious observation after she catch Izuku and Ochaco together, but somehow the Yaoyorozu Heiress just knew that Izuku had had his way with more than just herself and Uraraka from their Class.
 
And since she couldn’t know for certain who else he might have already dicked down, she shouldn’t risk screwing up the mission. That meant going outside of Class 1-A… and that meant, in the end, Momo knew exactly who she should go after.
 
“Ah! M-Momo! How was your day, today?”
 
It had become something of a daily ritual of theirs. Both of them were Class Representatives after all, so why not get together for a small meeting after school each day to compare notes and what not? It allowed them both to go over the problems they were encountering in their respective classes and also exchange tips and tricks for dealing with certain members of said classes.
 
Of course, there was the other thing… the fact that Itsuka Kendo clearly had something of a massive crush on her, as evidenced by the light dusting of pink on the ginger-haired girl’s face as she valiantly fights down on her naturally bashful reaction and strives to act like a normal person around Momo.
 
Smiling right back at her fellow Class Rep, Momo gives Itsuka a nod.
 
“My day has been wonderful, Itsuka. Though of course, not without its hiccups. Katsumi Bakugo is as much a pain in my ass as ever, but I’ve ranted about her enough to you as is.”
 
Itsuka nods her head as a sympathetic expression spreads across her face.
 
“I’m sorry you have to deal with her. There are some… interesting characters in Class 1-B, but no one like her. She really is the worst, and I’m saying that as someone who’s only had to interact with her a handful of times.”
 
Momo hums at that, before tilting her head to the side. She’s trying to decide how to ask it… but in the end, she ultimately just goes with the bluntest option imaginable.
 
“Itsuka… I wonder, do you like boys? Or just girls?”
 
The ginger-haired Class Rep for Class 1-B goes still at that, her green eyes wide as saucers as she gapes at Momo in disbelief.
 
“W-What?! I don’t… I don’t understand!”
 
She’s rapidly reddening, even as Momo decides to reach over and grab her hand. It had worked when Izuku did it for her, so now she would do it for Itsuka! Of course, taking Itsuka’s hand in hers makes it so that the other young woman looks even redder, and steam practically comes out of her ears as she stares down at their hands.
 
“I know you like girls, Itsuka. And that’s perfectly okay. I was just wondering… do you like boys as well?”
 
Silence falls, as Itsuka squirms and Momo waits for her response. Until finally…
 
“I-I like boys too… yes…”
 
Momo beams at that. Excellent! First hurdle passed!
 
“So do I. Like both boys and girls, I mean.”
 
Itsuka’s eyes dart between their hands and Momo’s face, her fellow Class Rep clearly unsure of what’s going on. Truth be told, Momo is still trying to figure out where she’s going with all of this as well. She wants to offer Itsuka up to Izuku. But she needs to decide what she’s going to tell Itsuka in order to get her on board…