The Successor (My Hero Academia)

Pulling out of Katsumi, he grabs the blonde by her hips and before she can even register that he’s gone, he flips her over onto her back. The air is pushed out of her lungs in a rush and as she’s still recovering from being driven into the carpet, Izuku is already lifting her legs into the air and folding her body back on itself. Putting most of her weight on her shoulders and head, he crouches over her and directs his throbbing member right back into her sopping wet twat.

 

As he drives down into her from above with the force of a jackhammer, Izuku is treated to the lovely sight of her eyes widening and then half-rolling back in her head as she spasms her way through an unexpected orgasm right there on the spot. Her gurgling cries are music to his ears as he fucks down into her, slamming home again and again.

 

Eventually though, she does manage to recover enough to make eye contact with him, albeit with a very embarrassed blush as she shudders and shivers under the onslaught he’s delivering to her. Smirking, Izuku tilts his head to the side, speaking so that only she hears him, even over the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the squelching of his rock hard meat rod as it drives into her mewling quim again and again.

 

“Look at you. Look how helpless you are like this. You can’t do anything but squeal and cum for me. There’s nothing you can do to stop me. Even your Quirk is a moment away from being mine again. And yet, you keep cumming. You needy little bitch.”

 

He expects the fear he sees in her eyes at that. But what he doesn’t expect is how her body responds to this second reminder that he was capable of stealing Quirks. Namely, she clenches down on his cock even harder and climaxes AGAIN for him, orgasming explosively as her entire folded up form shivers and shakes.

 

For a moment, Izuku is incredulous. His brow furrowed and a scowl spreading across his face, he shakes his head in disbelief.

 

“Did you really just cum from me threatening you, you dumb bitch?!”

 

But Katsumi is in no state to answer him it would seem. Or if she is, she doesn’t want to. All he gets in response is a whimper as the blonde bully quivers beneath him, her eyes half-rolled up in her head. For a moment, Izuku is baffled by just how easily he’s turned the tables on her. Then again… was it really THAT surprising?

 

As he fucks Katsumi from above, piledriving the bitch into the ground over and over, Izuku reflects that he was never TRULY her victim. Yes, he’d suffered numerous indignities at her hands, but that didn’t mean he’d actually been her bullying victim. It was always an act. A part of the plan. He could have ended it at any time after all, so was it really fair to say that he was a ‘victim’? Izuku didn’t think so.

 

And it made this all make a bit more sense, he supposed. The two of them had been friends once. Long, long ago. But Katsumi had ruined that. She’d destroyed their relationship. Sure, she’d played right into his and his father’s hands while doing so, but still…

 

That said, maybe Izuku could see fit to let Katsumi back into his heart. Maybe they could even be… friends again?

 

He stares down into the face of his former childhood friend turned school bully for a long moment… before snorting derisively.

 

No.

 

With a grunt, he pushes down on her even further, and Katsumi’s shuddering and quivering body folds for him like a house of cards. Dropping to his knees, he forces himself on top of her, grunting as her legs end up high in the air on either side of his waist, her feet kicking back and forth as he fucks her harder and faster in this position.

 

Katsumi’s eyes fully roll back in her head for a moment from the new position, but Izuku isn’t about to let that stand. He can’t keep her from enjoying this… well no, he could, but he’s not that cruel. Still, she doesn’t just get to check out. Reaching down, he grabs her by her jaw, squeezing harshly and then leaning in to give her the deepest tongue-kiss of her life.

 

He even bites her lip hard enough to draw blood, causing her to snap her eyes forward again as she looks at him with a strange mixture of arousal and fear. She’s not afraid of what he’s doing to her, however. No… she’s afraid of how much she’s enjoying all of this. Izuku knows full well the difference at this point.

 

His other hand comes down on her breasts. He gropes them harshly, squeezing and kneading them to his heart’s content. He all but mauls them as Katsumi whimpers into his mouth, her tongue submitting to his as they swap spit. Pulling back from the kiss, watching a droplet of blood dribble from her bitten lip, Izuku growls at her as he squeezes her tits painfully. In response, Katsumi moans.

 

“You bitch. You’re loving this. You’re loving being abused. You’re loving being defeated… owned… conquered. All this time, this has been who you really are? Just some cunt who wanted a man to put her in her place?”

 

Katsumi quivers beneath him, shaking her head back and forth. Her eyes seem to say that she wants to tell him something, but she can’t find the words. Izuku doesn’t care. He doesn’t want to hear anything from her. He doesn’t NEED to hear anything from her. Snarling, he picks up his pace, slamming into her again and again.

 

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

 

Her legs continue to knock in the air on either side of his body as his balls slap into her ass with every thrust, the entire length of his cock driving deep into her cunt and hilting against the entrance to her womb. Katsumi shudders and cums for him over and over, but his grip on her jaw and his mauling of her tits keeps the blonde bitch from ahegaoing, from checking out on him again. She stays very present and very aware of everything that’s happening to her… which is why she’s listening when he suddenly leans forward, whispering to her in a dark, silken tone.

 

“I’m getting close, bitch.”

 

She freezes at that… or at least freezes as best she can, given his continued jackhammering into her cunt.

 

“You know what this position is called, Katsumi? It’s called a mating press. I could cum inside. And I could, beyond a shadow of a doubt, make sure to knock you up right here and right now.”

 

Her wide eyes stare at him, something unreadable in them alongside the stark terror.

 

“I could end your career as a Pro Hero before it even begins. I could turn you into a stay-at-home mom, just like your mother.”

 

He expects her to beg him not to. He expects her to plead with him to do anything but that. He doesn’t expect her to not even fight it. He doesn’t expect her to moan helplessly, signaling her complete inability to stop him if he wanted to do exactly that. And yet… that’s what happens. For a moment, Izuku just stares down at Katsumi, once again incredulous. Then, he snarls and fucks her all the harder, picking up speed and redoubling his pace yet again.

 

Over the sounds of meaty flesh smacking can be heard wanton moaning and masculine grunting for the next minute… and then, right before he would have creampied her, before he could make good on his threat… Izuku pulls out at the last second and proceeds to cum all over her face, tits, and body instead. He covers Katsumi in his jizz as her legs collapse to the ground without him to support them, her naked figure splayed out on the floor before him.

 

He cums and cums, coating her rather liberally until finally it’s done. Once he’s given her a proper facial, along with a full body cum bath, Izuku sneers as he shakes his head, looming over her with a scoff.

 

“You’re not worthy of bearing my child, Katsumi. You’re barely worthy of wearing my seed.”

 

He waits just long enough to see his words land and to enjoy the look on Katsumi’s face as they properly impact her. Then, he gathers up his clothes… and leaves.

 

-x-X-x-

 

Let it not be said that the Principal of UA was a slouch, pushover, or an idiot. Sitting behind his desk in his office, Nezu looks down at all of the evidence in front of him… and frowns. It had taken some time to put all of this together, but also far less time than he would have thought. However, he now had confirmation… proof, even.

 

The faculty changes forced upon his school this year might have seemed like a series of implausible but merely unfortunate coincidences to on the surface, but Nezu had been suspicious from the beginning. He’d known there was some sort of conspiracy at play, despite the fact that all of the retirements and sudden desires to return to Hero Work on the old faculty’s part had seemed perfectly genuine and entirely legitimate. And the desire to suddenly take up teaching on the new faculty’s part had ALWAYS seemed perfectly genuine and entirely legitimate.

 

But it was just too damn sloppy not to mean something. So of course, Nezu had investigated. And now he had confirmed his earlier suspicions… All for One HAD been behind all of this. Once you looked closely, it wasn’t even that hard to figure it all out. All for One had been rushed and had made mistakes that Nezu normally wouldn’t have expected from the centuries-old villain. It was clear that he’d been eager to make it all happen though… just in time for Izuku Midoriya, All for One’s only son, to begin his time at UA.

 

On the other hand, while Nezu had been able to uncover the truth of All for One’s actions, he hadn’t found a single shred of evidence that tied Izuku to the man save through blood. The boy seemed to be entirely clean, as far as Nezu could tell. There was still the evidence of All for One’s push for Izuku to have a certain kind of life, a life of heartache and hardship that would eventually set him on a collision course with Yagi.

 

But that manipulation had clearly started when Izuku was still a young child, so Nezu didn’t honestly think the boy was ‘in on it’. No, All for One’s machinations had been extensive… and ultimately come to bite him in the ass, resulting in his death at his own son’s hands. Izuku had done the unthinkable… but he’d also done what needed to be done. The lad was to be commended for that, not condemned.

 

Indeed, everything Nezu had seen so far from Izuku’s time at UA made it clear that despite being the son of the most notorious villain in Japan’s history, Izuku was earnest in his desire to become a Pro Hero. And not just earnest but poised to take the Pro Hero World by storm and perhaps be as much a force for good and order as All Might had ever been.

 

It was deeply ironic that All for One had designed Izuku as this weapon to destroy One for All once and for all, but instead… instead the boy had finally achieved everything One for All’s users had been working towards for hundreds of years. And he would go on to achieve so much more.

 

Even now, even on his deathbed, Yagi still sung Izuku’s praises. The ailing man, barely a shadow of his former self, still lit up whenever Nezu visited to inform him about Izuku’s progress. And at the same time, Nana Shimura was also so very quick to talk up the boy whenever they had a faculty meeting or even when they spoke privately. As far as she was concerned, Izuku could do no wrong.

 

… Of course, Nezu wasn’t stupid. He didn’t tell Yagi about Izuku’s OTHER exploits. He knew full well that the poor man wouldn’t understand. Yes, Izuku was definitely eager to become a Pro Hero… but he was also a perverted young horndog who had been fucking women all over Nezu’s school. Nezu would call Izuku a lecher, but that would imply the boy wasn’t actually succeeding in his endeavors. And frankly, more often than not, the women were coming to him.

 

Nezu doesn’t really care too much about all of that though to be honest. Maybe if others knew about it, they would get up in arms. Certainly, even the humans Nezu considered his closest allies and confidantes likely wouldn’t understand the UA Principal’s complete apathy regarding Izuku’s debauched ways. But the fact was… Nezu simply didn’t mind all that much. To someone with an inhuman mentality like him, it was perfectly fine.

 

No one was getting hurt, after all. Nezu had made sure of that much at least. It was all above board and fully consensual. Izuku had even rejected the advances of one young woman, a certain Katsumi Bakugou. From Nezu’s own research, that made sense. All for One had used Katsumi Bakugou as an unwitting patsy, manipulating her into bullying Izuku for much of his life before UA.

 

If not for One for All, Izuku might still be getting bullied by the girl… but since he now had a Quirk, he was really coming into his own and had so far completely shut down the girl’s attempts to continue their previous dynamic. Nezu had considered removing Katsumi from UA once he fully uncovered what she’d been up to in the course of his investigation… but he liked to think she had a glimmer of potential to her, and so far Izuku seemed to know precisely how to handle her.

 

Truth be told, the boy knew how to handle women of all sorts with an interesting efficiency. And more than that, he knew how to use One for All in some singularly impressive ways as well.

 

… Nezu hated to be that sort of person, but he couldn’t deny he was at least a little bit suspicious of the heroic boy, even now. Maybe… hm, maybe it was time to lay his suspicions to rest once and for all. But the only way to do that was to find out for sure, one way or another.

 

Looking away from the papers on his desk, the UA Principal considers things for a moment before coming to a decision. He would send an infiltrator into the boy’s harem. Someone to keep an eye on Izuku for him and keep him on the straight and narrow.

 

Fortunately, due to All for One’s antics, Nezu had no shortage of female faculty members to rope into this. Though he would need to act fast and make his choice soon given just how quickly Izuku had already worked his way through his own teacher, the teacher of Class 1-B, and even the floater teaching assistant…