Arsenal shuffled nervously on his feet while looking up at his Master. Arlight. This was bad. He was in deep shit. Haō-sama sat on the throne custom-built for his size, overlooking his subordinates, including Arsenal. Of course, all the main players were here along with their right-hand men. A couple of days after their master had given them their respective missions, he had now heard their reports… Or rather, if they succeeded or not only. For now, it was the only thing that interested him.
Unfortunately, Arsenal was the only one to come back with fewer subordinates. More specifically, to come back with zero of them. They all died. His colleagues, on the other hand, didn't have a scratch, unlike him. Well, except Shade Wielder. They either had to fight and then won without issue. Or they avoided fights altogether.
"Unsurprisingly, Ace succeeded in her mission," Izuku pointed out lazily. Shade Wielder stiffened, seemingly annoyed. Probably because he did most of the work and received no praise for it. "Lifebane, Gravito… Good work in Hamamatsu," He complimented them, making the former gang leader bow his head lightly.
"This will be great for our future operations, Master," Zhong Liu nodded, satisfied as well. Arsenal clicked his tongue. That stupid bull was such a suck up.
"Yes, but I'm still… Disappointed," Izuku's gaze turned cold, making Arsenal gulp. Tangleweaver, Powerplant, and Leech lightly stiffened, but didn't seem as terrified as Arsenal was. "Nagoya is quite important. We already had a foothold, thanks to the mafia, but we seriously needed to expand it to take full advantage. And both missions in Nagoya are failures. Neither of you got me a deal," He glared. Arsenal stepped forward, ready to make an excuse for himself.
"Master! There is a perfectly…" He began to spout, only for Izuku to stand up and stomp toward him, shaking the floor with his step as he stood over him.
"Shut it! You're in the most trouble here, you fool!" He growled, raising his hand as if about to strike Arsenal in the face, though he didn't. The weapon maker whimpered, cowering away in fear.
"B-But why, Master?! T-Tangleweaver and his group failed, too! I wasn't the only one!" He pointed at the group of three, who still looked calm.
"At least, they ended the talk peacefully! And on top of that, they captured the pro hero they mentioned to make up for their failure!" Haō argued in their defense. "But you?! You lost all of your men! All people with offensive quirks! Not just that, but you made a fucking mess! I wanted a business deal! Not a gang war!" He clenched his teeth and his fists. Whatever was keeping his temper in check was also keeping Arsenal alive.
"P-Please, Master!" Arsenal quickly got on his knees, holding his hands in a prayer. "You must understand! T-They didn't want to hear it! None of the offers was to their liking! Not just that, but their leader, Sarada…. T-That stupid, old man… He wanted to kill me! He was afraid of you! Wanted to weaken you, my Lord! By taking me out! He never planned on letting me leave alive! I told him how foolish it was to defy you! Begged him, really! B-Because I believed it was in everyone's best interest for him to agree to the deal! But he refused! I defended myself!" Arsenal began to ramble, spouting justification after justification desperately. "My subordinates… All brave, braver than any man! B-Besides you, of course, Master! They fought to defend me and your honor! They died for you! Every one of them! Sarada's gang murdered them in cold blood! But their sacrifice wasn't in vain, Master! Yes, I failed the mission, and disappointing you kills me! But at least, we killed their leader. We killed their strongest members! Their gang is weakened! Finished! They're easy pickings now!" He argued as Izuku paused.
Haō carefully considered Arsenal's words. The last part wasn't totally wrong. Blood Chain was likely very weakened. Sending men to Nagoya was easier than it had been in the past since they took over the mafia's operations.
"Next time… Next time you disappoint me… You better run…" Izuku huffed, getting back on his throne. Arsenal looked up, teary-eyed, then threw himself on the horned boy's feet in submission.
"Oh, thank you, thank you! Master, your mercy knows no bounds! Truly, you are so benevolent! I don't deserve such kindness! I will do my utmost best to never disappoint you again! I swear it on my life!" He swore, bowing again and again. Nearby, Vortex rolled his eyes.
"What a kiss-ass," He muttered under his breath. As Arsenal returned to the others and began chattering with them, Izuku leaned toward Zhong Liu, who seemed to have something to say.
"Do you believe him, Master?" Zhong Liu whispered. Izuku lightly scoffed.
"Only half of it. But there could have been a worse failure. Besides, he's a good fighter. He's still useful," The horned boy replied in a whisper. "Now that this is dealt with… Tangleweaver, bring me that pro hero you caught. Let's see what we're working with," He ordered loudly.
"You got it, Boss!" Tangleweaver gave a mock salute as he outstretched his hands toward the hallway. The vines around his arms grew longer, plunging into the dark hall before he pulled them back, dragging along a tied-up heroine.
"Was… Was she always there?" Vortex muttered to Lifebane, who only shrugged in response.
The pro heroine was short, with a petite, wiry build: slender thighs, thin arms, a slim waist, and a noticeably flat chest. Her long black hair was styled to resemble the shape of a shark, and a blue dorsal fin protruded from the top of her head. Combined with the sharp teeth she revealed as she clenched her jaw, Izuku assumed she possessed some kind of shark-based Quirk.
She wore a dark blue leotard that left her thighs bare, paired with knee-high boots and long gloves in the same shade. Her costume also featured reinforced padding along the sides, shaped like gills, and a lightweight utility belt with broken canisters. Despite her bruises, her suit was preserved, which was a good thing. Their clients would like it much better if the heroic whores they came for had their suits on.
Izuku had to rummage through his mind to figure out where he had already seen her. Sure, he often studied pro heroes and analyzed them; thus, he knew many, many of them. This didn't mean he knew them all, though. Still, she was somewhat familiar. Even though she was a minor hero, she wasn't a sidekick either. Right! He remembered her!
"The pro heroine, Samegaaru. Her real name's Sameko, I think," Tangleweaver grinned proudly at the capture. "The problem with sea animal-based quirks is that they're much better in water. She really wasn't in her element when snooping around in my business," He remarked as Sameko glared up at him.
Izuku didn't comment on it. The eastern dragon was technically a sea animal, too. At least, partly. Personally, he felt quite powerful no matter the environment.
"What… are you planning to do with me?" Sameko questioned, turning her angry gaze at Izuku now that she understood who the leader was here. He had to give her credit; she didn't seem particularly afraid despite the possibility of dying.
"How did you capture her?" Izuku ignored her, turning to Tangleweaver instead.
"Answer me, you–" Sameko demanded, only to be shut up when Arsenal suddenly pressed his foot on the back and turned his arm into a sniper rifle.
"Unless Master is talking to you, you shut your mouth! Or I'll blow your brains out," He threatened, making Sameko click her tongue. Thankfully, she wasn't stupid, so she didn't reply. Arsenal grinned, but didn't move his rifle away.
"It wasn't too difficult. I only needed to get her away from prying eyes, then I just beat her into submission. She was weak," Tangleweaver explained, looking down cruelly at the downed heroine. The woman felt shame, shame from having lost to him and being called weak. "Honestly, I'm not even sure she's a popular enough hero to be talked about in the news for disappearing like 10T did," He chuckled.
Sameko widened her eyes. 10T?! They were the culprits for her disappearance?! She still hadn't been found! Then… What did that mean for her? What did they do to her? And… Would they do the same to her, now?
Kidnapping and killing pro heroes was difficult in more ways than one. First, they didn't go down without a fight, and villains who could easily defeat many of them were quickly caught and thrown in prison. Moreover, Pros also had the luxury of backup. When fighting in the city, any other hero could show up and help, so if you were also planning on kidnapping the one you were originally fighting, you'd have to take care of the other first. Not to mention the witnesses around. You had to lure the hero into a trap.
Traps weren't Tangleweaver's specialty; however, ever since he began serving under Izuku, his mindset slightly diverged. After all, it was partly thanks to a trap that they captured 10T.
"In any case, good job," Izuku praised him before looking at Sameko again. "Bring her," He motioned to Arsenal, who grabbed her by her bound wrists and dragged her to his feet. He dropped her there without a care. "You lost, Samegaaru. And now, the price of that is you become my slave," He revealed, making her freeze.
"A slave?" She repeated incredulously.
"A sex slave, in your case, to be more specific. You'll be a whore in a brothel. To be used by villains for entire days," The horned boy explained casually. Sameko's jaw dropped, her heart beating faster and faster as his words sank in.
No. This couldn't be happening. It was a nightmare, right? Someone would save her at the last minute, wouldn't they?!
"Damn, Boss! Left her speechless! We didn't even need to show her 10T to break her spirit!" Tangleweaver snickered with his arms crossed. Indeed, Sameko simply stared ahead in shock, as if her brain was slowly processing the information.
"Don't speak too hastily. I can still see a flicker of hope in her gaze. She may not look like it, but she's a fighter," Zhong Liu remarked lightly from where he stood.
"Oh, is that right?" Tangleweaver grinned, walking up to the woman with his phone in hand. "Alright, I'll show you then. Might have been better in person, but I'm sure this'll be enough," He said as he shoved the screen in her face. "Look at what's gonna happen to you, hero."
Reluctantly, Sameko looked at the screen. It was a video, most likely recorded by Tangleweaver from his point of view. She immediately recognized who he was recording: 10T. The heroine, easily recognizable from her massive tits and her hero costume, was riding his cock with a wide and lewd smile on her face. Her breasts bounce with every move, and from the torn spots in her suit, Sameko noted that her body had been written on.
It was all crude language: "Hero slut" on her hip; "Huge milkers" on her boobs; "Cumdump" on her pelvis, "Haō's property" on her ass. Sameko could only see half of the last one, but she easily made out what it said.
However, Tangleweaver and 10T weren't the only ones in the video. They were surrounded by other men, all of whom had their cocks in the heroine's face. Worst of all… She looked happy to service them! She had a dick in each hand, stroking them as fast as she could. One man was fucking her nipple hole. And she sucked a cock every so often, switching between men.
"What a whore you turned out to be! So much for a pro hero!" One of them laughed while fucking her ass from behind as she still rode Tangleweaver.
"Oh! Ha-Harder! Use my lewd… ah! Body harder!" 10T begged with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.
"Hehehe! At this point, she probably forgot she ever was a hero!" Another said while jerking himself off to her face.
"Fuck being a hero! Ah! Ah! I'm… Just a whore for… Villain dick now!" 10T bluntly replied, much to Sameko's grim shock. "I'm… I'm about to come!"
"Oh, yeah?" Tangleweaver, the one from the recording, said as he grabbed her hips to keep her from moving. "Are you sure you deserve it, slut? You don't look like you enjoy our dicks that much…" He pointed out, and Sameko could just sense the grin on his face.
"I do! I love villain cocks! Please! Let me come! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" 10T begged desperately, all the resistance gone from her mind. Whatever was left of her past self was either buried in the very depths of her soul or was fully gone.
"Never thought I'd have a pro hero begging for my dick!" Tangleweaver laughed. "Alright, boys! Give her what she wants! Empty your balls in that hero slut!" He ordered gleefully.
"YEEEESSSSS!" 10T cheered loudly as they fucked her harder than ever, all getting close to climax. She wrapped her mouth around a nearby cock, almost like she wanted to gobble it all up.
For the next few seconds, Sameko could only watch, unable to move her eyes away from the screen, as the former heroine was covered in semen as well as creampied. And 10T even looked happier than ever, as if she had been given the most wonderful present in the world. When the video ended, Tangleweaver tucked his phone back in his pocket.
"She's making a killing back there and making us a lot of money. Honestly, I never grow bored of her, no matter how much I fuck her," Tangleweaver chuckled before turning to Izuku. "Oh, and she's also missing your cock, Boss! Says she wants another creampie from you!" He told him, though Izuku just shrugged. He visited her from time to time to fuck her, but she didn't interest him that much, and he was also busy. Most of the villains currently in the room took a turn at her. Tangleweaver looked at Sameko again. "Still, it didn't take us too long to break her despite how stubborn she was. Do you think you'll last longer than she did?" He inquired mockingly.
"I'd rather die!" Sameko retorted, suddenly breaking out of her trance to glare at Tangleweaver, who seemed unaffected by her resistance. "I'm a pro hero! I know what I was getting into, so you don't scare me!"
"That is precisely the problem with you heroes. You're much too stubborn," Lifebane commented from behind. Arsenal approached again, grabbing Sameko by the chin and squeezing her cheeks, revealing her sharp teeth.
"Let me take care of her first, Master. I'll make sure she's ready to be the ideal hero whore by the time I'm done," He requested as Izuku remained silent, pondering it. Eventually, he waved his hand.
"Sure. Don't screw it up this time," He agreed. Just as Arsenal grinned, ready to take Sameko away, someone stopped him.
"Wait!" They interjected. It was Ace. The blonde wore a mischievous smile, turning to her boyfriend. "Can you give her to me instead?" She asked.
"Huh? Why?" Haō inquired. He didn't expect her to make that request now. He still wasn't quite sure what Himiko's type was. He was planning on possibly giving her one of the girls in U.A., but he supposed those weren't mutually exclusive.
"I want a pro for myself! Besides, she's cute! Look at her! I love her pointy teeth! We match a little," Himiko explained while gesturing to the bound heroine. Sameko didn't say anything. Mostly because she didn't know what the worst outcome would be, though she naturally trusted women more than men, even if that one looked young and unstable.
"The main point of the strip club is to have pro heroes work in it, and we only have 10T. Villains are gonna end up getting bored with her at some point," Izuku replied, faintly annoyed. Kidnapping heroines was already hard enough, but finding some that'll be a hit in the brothel was even harder. Thankfully, Vortex made it a little more manageable with his portals.
"Come on, Izu-kun! Pretty please?" Himiko insisted with pleading eyes, though he didn't seem to budge. "Alright! You can get her for the brothel for one day a week, then!" She suggested.
"Three days," Izuku argued casually.
"Come on! One day's enough!"
"Three days,"
"Please, please, please!" Himiko continued to plead.
"Three days,"
"Alright, fine! Two days, then!" Himiko snapped. She didn't seem that mad still. Izuku rolled his eyes.
"Fine. Two days it is," He finally agreed. "Villains'll use her on the weekends. Rest of the time, she's your responsibility," He warned, to which Himiko nodded happily.
"They're treating me like a pet…" Sameko muttered to herself, clenching her fists in anger. Maybe escaping that blonde girl's hold would be easier than the other villains'.
"Great! I'll bring her into my room, then! I'm gonna make sure she can't escape! Join me when you're free!" Himiko skipped to Sameko and turned to Tremor. "Carry her to my room," She ordered, walking off before he could reply. Seeing as it was an order, Tremor obeyed, lifting Sameko over her shoulder.
The heroine would bide her time for now. Wait until an opportunity for escape presented itself. She couldn't despair. Couldn't afford to. She… She really didn't want to break like 10T did…
Arsenal watched them leave with a grimace.
"Seriously? I'm not getting laid because of the dyke?" He mumbled to himself, only for Gravito to suddenly slap him upside the head. "Ow! What the hell?!" Arsenal turned to the other man.
"You want the Boss to kill you, dumbass? Can't speak of her that way. Ace is his girl," Gravito reminded him while Arsenal rubbed the back of his head. The weapon maker grumbled something under his breath, then looked at his Master, who was busy talking to Zhong Liu and Vortex.
"I'm doing pretty well in U.A. for now. I'm steadily building connections. I'm pretty sure I've found a few of their weaknesses, one of which I know partly thanks to you, Vortex," Izuku said.
"Thank you, Haō-sama," Vortex bowed his head.
"I have yet to find the names of the students in class B, but I trust that you may have some useful information on my classmates?" Izuku asked. Since entering U.A., he made a list with the full names of his classmates and gave it to Zhong Liu and Vortex, hoping they'd find something he could exploit.
"I don't know how much of it will be useful to you, Master. Apart from that, Uraraka girl, who was poor, the others seem to have a mundane life. At least, at first glance. We'd have to do a little more research," Zhong Liu answered. Since Ochaco's parents' company was public, they knew how well they were doing. Izuku was quite certain that the brunette was poor. Money was always a good motivator, one he could use.
"Well, I've actually wanted to tell you about one of those, Haō-sama," Vortex stepped forward with a faint smile. "One of their names caught my eye, and let's just say that… You'll be very happy to hear about what I know. It's that Yaoyorozu girl, more specifically, her family," Vortex began to tell, immediately piquing Izuku's interest, who leaned forward.
In Himiko's room, Sameko clenched her teeth as the leash was connected to the collar around her neck. Her hands were bound behind her back in thick cuffs, and her hero costume was laid on the bed nearby. Of course, the blonde had been quick to undress her and admire her body. Sameko still had hints of muscles despite her small stature.
Meanwhile, Himiko removed her last piece of clothing, her panties, and threw them to the side.
"You won't get away with this, you know that?" She glared at the blonde girl, who just giggled in response.
"Sure, whatever you say. We're gonna have so much fun together! I wanted a girl bestie for so long!" Himiko blushed with a wide smile. Sameko gulped, but didn't let that reaction deter her.
No, she needed a change of strategy. Clearly, that girl looked young. She probably wasn't an adult. Maybe she had been forced into villainy either by this group or by something else? Taking a breath, Sameko calmed herself.
"Okay… Actually, I'd love to be your friend. You seem like a nice girl!" Sameko tried to sound enthusiastic. "But first, I need to get out of here. I'm sure you don't like it here either… It doesn't seem like a safe place, right?"
Himiko hummed lightly. She really didn't look like she was bothered to be in this villainous lair.
"Nah! Sorry, but I love it here! And soon, you'll love it, too!" Toga giggled in response. Before Sameko could react, the blonde lunged forward, her face only inches away from hers. "You're so cute! I'm so lucky Tangly found you! I really wanted to have a pet, but who knows when Izu-kun would have brought me one?" She mused. If she had waited for him to take someone from U.A., she'd have been bored out of her mind.
"You… You're insane!" Sameko quickly realized, recoiling. Why had she even tried to appeal to her?!
"Sure I am! What's your point?" Himiko shrugged casually, then cupped Sameko's face, pressing a thumb on her lower lip. "I can't wait anymore. Let's have fun, Same-chan," She licked her lips, moving her thumb to the woman's sharp teeth. "Bite me. You're a shark, right? You'll love my blood. I know my Izu–kun does,"
Sameko blinked frantically in disbelief while the blonde pressed her thumb against her teeth. Finally, she shook off her trance and tried to pry herself away. Unfortunately, she was still cuffed, and her quirk didn't increase her strength that much. It was mostly in water that she excelled, and when on land, she had accessories to compensate for it, but those were gone.
"Get off me!" She struggled, only for Himiko to grab the back of her head. Sameko widened her eyes as the blonde planted her lips against her. She was unable to fight back while Himiko pulled on the woman's leash with her other hand, keeping her close to her as she forcefully deepened the kiss.
Their tongues met briefly, Himiko's trying to wrestle while Sameko's fled. It didn't stop the blonde from following, exploring every spot of the heroine's mouth. She licked her inner cheeks, running across the teeth, before setting her sights back on the pro's tongue. Sameko's heartbeat quickened as the woman nearly froze on the spot. Even her past boyfriends had never been so lewd with their kisses, yet this girl immediately pushed her tongue in. Much to her shame, she was getting wet, and she wasn't even into women.
Nevertheless, it was only her body's natural reaction, and the fact that she smelled someone who might have had a sea animal-based quirk didn't help either. And she wasn't going to let these people do whatever they wished to her. She… Couldn't!
Suddenly, Himiko broke the kiss, falling back on her butt as a hand shot up to her mouth.
"I said… Get off me…" Sameko breathed heavily. The kiss had lasted longer than she realized. Most of all, there was blood around her lips. She stared up at the blonde, who moved her hand away from her mouth to reveal that she was bleeding out of her mouth. To Sameko's shock, Himiko grinned.
"Hehehe! You almost bit my tongue off, Same-chan! Are you already in love with me? How do I taste?" She inquired curiously, licking her bloody lips. Still, the blood didn't stop flowing. The cut was deep, and truthfully, Sameko could have easily bitten the girl's tongue off if she had wished. But… She wasn't messed up enough for that. She never mutilated an enemy, no matter the situation. "My turn, now! Let me get a taste!" Himiko quickly crawled up to her, her eyes somehow looking even crazier.
"No!" Sameko crawled back, only to hit the wall. Her feet were chained to it as well, but she'd still have enough reach to kick the blonde away if she got too close. Her quirk didn't give her superhuman strength, but she had enough to lift a grown man over her head. However, as soon as Toga was in range for a kick, she dodged it and pounced on top of the older woman.
"You're so cute with my blood over your face!" Himiko complimented, her hands on Sameko's chest to pin her down. Without wasting any more time, the blonde bit into the hero's shoulder hard enough to draw blood and likely leave a big bite mark. For now, Toga gleefully sucked out the dripping blood. After a few seconds, the blonde pulled away with a satisfied sigh, blood still dripping down her chin, though it was likely hers because of the injured tongue. "You taste really good, Same-chan!" She praised the pro hero.
"Ah… You're sick…" Sameko breathed out in disgust. However, before Himiko could retort, the door to her room opened.
"You really couldn't wait a second, huh?" Izuku asked in faint annoyance as he came in. Thankfully, Himiko's room was changed so that her boyfriend could easily fit through the door. Most of the spaces in the club were, since the renovation, but her room had been the first. The villain leader's gaze shifted between Sameko and the blonde, noting the presence of blood. Izuku sniffed the air for a few seconds, then turned to Himiko. "Most of it is your blood. The hell happened?" He questioned.
"Same-chan almost bit my tongue off, but it's alright! I liked it!" The blonde retorted casually.
"Of course, you did," Izuku sighed, walking up to the bound heroine, who would have crawled back more if it weren't for the wall behind her. "Even you'll be at the brothel for two days a week, I thought I'd test you. And get a first taste, too, while I'm at it," He explained bluntly.
"D-Do whatever you want! I'll never break! Besides, the moment people notice I vanished, they'll look for me! They'll bust your whole operation!" Sameko warned defiantly.
"You won't be the last to say that," Izuku replied as Himiko suddenly pulled on the pro heroine's leash. Sameko growled, about to make a remark to the blonde, until she froze once the horned villain lowered his pants and revealed his erect cock. It was massive! "Don't think your teeth are going to work on this…"
"H-Huh?" Sameko uttered in confusion, almost too absorbed by the sight of the boy's manhood to pay attention to what he said. He was going to make her suck that?! "No way!" She shook her head in refusal.
"Stop wasting time, Same-chan! And suck my boyfriend's cock!" Himiko giggled before pushing Sameko forward, pressing her face against the base of Izuku's dick.
Sameko widened her eyes, her cheeks reddening. Her body instantly shuddered as she instinctively sniffed into his manhood. No, no, no! Why was her body heating up?! It was as if all of her animalistic instincts were flaring up at the same time, but instead of entering a fight or flight mode, she was growing more aroused. All the blood earlier already affected her instincts, but Izuku's draconic nature seemed to force her into an artificial heat.
She didn't know what his quirk was, but she only ever felt (just faintly, though) like this around people with shark or fish-based quirks. Nevertheless, the heroine could fight it back, despite how much her body refused to. Unfortunately, Toga had other plans in mind.
The blonde grabbed Sameko by the hair, more specifically by the shark tail-shaped tip, and guided her to the tip of Izuku's cock.
"Wait, waii, wait! I'll choke on…" Sameko attempted to plead, only for Izuku to shove his dick down her throat, only halfway in, though. Her throat was tight. Too tight for him to get all in, yet it was enough to please him. Sameko gagged, her eyes widening in horror with tears in their corner. Her throat bulged obscenely.
The heroine couldn't even pull back, prevented by the palm on the back of her head. The green-haired boy faintly thrust back and forth, making sure not to go too hard to avoid killing her. He fucked her throat with the strength he could afford, making her gag with every move. And it seemed Himiko enjoyed even more than he did. Her smile was wide and lewd, perverted even.
"Do you like her tight little throat, Izu-kun?" Himiko inquired excitedly.
"Her blowjob's fine, but nothing special," Izuku replied as the blonde made the heroine's head go faster.
GLUCK GLUCK GLUCK
His cock still couldn't get fully inside. He'd need more than that to feel more than simple pleasure.
"Put some will into it, hero. You're gonna be sucking more cocks soon enough," He told her mockingly, hoping to provoke her.
Sameko's eyes rolled back into her head as she was deprived of oxygen. It almost felt like her jaw would dislocate, too. Tears freely dripped down her cheeks now. She was disgusted. She wanted to throw up. A filthy villain was raping her throat, and she couldn't do anything about it. She was used like an onahole! And this was only the beginning of her nightmare?! No… She'd rather die, and she wouldn't go down without a fight!
They'd kill her after this, but she didn't care! She'd bite his cock off right here and now! Her teeth were tough enough to bite through steel, so no matter how thick he was, he was going to lose it! His little girlfriend would get her share of blood then!
The heroine bit down, her teeth clamping around Izuku's cock, yet… They didn't do anything. They couldn't even pierce his skin! Sameko bit down harder, using all the strength she could muster in her jaw.
Izuku blinked, feeling her sharp teeth pressing against his manhood. Oh, now that felt good! They squeezed his penis tightly, and every move of Sameko's head made them trail along his length. They put pressure on certain spots in a way no one ever did while sucking him off before.
"Heh! She's kinky," He commented while his cock throbbed between her throat muscles, encouraged by her sharp teeth.
"I know! She drank my blood on our first kiss!" Himiko snickered, blood still smeared all over her lips and jaw. "I knew making her my pet was the best choice!" She cheered. Then, she suddenly pulled Sameko back, allowing the hero to take a desperate and deep breath.
"Huff… Huff…" Sameko tried to catch her breath, her eyes looking glassy. The hate in her eyes was mostly replaced with despair now, though it was probably only a matter of time before it returned full force.
"Fuck her now, Izu-kun. Make her bounce on your dick!" The blonde said before walking back to one of her drawers.
Of course, Izuku had no reason to refuse. He lay on the floor and lifted Sameko above him, lining her pussy with his cock. The heroine flailed her legs around as the chains holding her broke just from the horned boy pulling her to him, partially freeing her.
"Stop! Y-You're going to split me in half! Please, don't!" She pleaded desperately. Even with a bit more freedom, she was still too weak to fight back.
"We're going to split you in half!" Himiko corrected her, amusedly, walking back to them. It seemed the villainess had left to take a strap-on and wore it. It wasn't as big as Izuku's cock, far from it, but it was still above average.
"W-" Sameko tried to say something, only for Izuku to slam her down on his cock. The shark girl screamed in pain, the shape of his dick bulging on her belly as her pussy was stretched out. Despite that, pleasure mixed with pain. The feeling was immediate, spreading through her whole body like electricity as she threw her head back.
Himiko arrived from behind, climbing on top of Izuku and grabbing Sameko by the dorsal fin on top of her head. The blonde pulled her by the fin, using it as support to drive the dildo into her asshole while she used her other hand to grab the heroine's ass. Sameko released another scream. Both of her holes were filled!
"Oh! No!" Sameko cried as they both thrust into her at the same time. Izuku's cock burned her from the inside, searing pleasure forcefully into her as her hormones went insane for him.
"Am I doing well, Izu-kun?" Himiko asked eagerly while gripping Sameko's dorsal fin and fucking her from behind. To be held in such a spot was so demeaning for the heroine. She never let anyone touch her there. It truly felt like her defeat was complete.
"Hehe, you learned from the best!" The horned boy commented as the blonde quickened the pace.
Flesh slapped against flesh; Himiko's pelvis met Sameko's ass with every thrust as she moved in sync with her boyfriend.
"F-Fuck! N-No…! I-I can't!" Sameko gasped as Izuku's thick cock pistoned in and out of her, stretching her beyond anything she'd ever felt. Her pussy clenched around him, betraying her as its juice dripped down her thighs.
"Ohhh, she's dripping!" Himiko giggled, her strap-on plunging into Sameko's tight asshole with lewd slams. "Look at her, Izu-kun! Her little hero pussy's sucking you in as she needs it!" She laughed, raising her other hand and slapping Sameko's ass, making her yelp. "Naughty girl!" She remarked amusedly.
"Pathetic. You're already getting off on villain cock, hero." Izuku smirked, his fingers digging into her flesh. "Bet you never had a real man fuck you like this before,"
Sameko whimpered, her body rocking between them. The shark girl's nipples hardened, as if accepting the boy's dominance over her, while her small tits bounced up and down with every thrust.
"S-Stop…! I-I'm not…!" She tried to protest, but Himiko yanked her dorsal fin harder, making her bend her back.
"Liar!" Himiko sang, pressing her blood-stained lips to Sameko's ear. "Your slutty hole's squeezing my Izu-kun! And my strap-on, too, I bet! You love getting railed by villains!" She giggled, licking the woman's neck.
"Gonna fill this hero cunt up. Make sure she remembers who owns her…" Izuku grinned, his cock twitching inside Sameko's pussy. Sameko's eyes rolled back, her body betraying her as pleasure exploded through her.
"N-NO! I'M…! AH! CUMMING!" She screamed in despair.
"Already?!" Himiko cackled. "I'll need to train you a lot to make you a good pet!"
Izuku didn't let up, fucking her through her climax, his thick manhood wet with her pussy juice. Together, he and Himiko fucked her for several more minutes before he finally erupted inside her, causing the pro heroine to climax a second time… Much to her shame. She curled her toes and clenched her fists, crying in defeat and pleasure while villainous, thick sperm filled her to the brim.
When he was done coming, the horned boy lifted her off him and his manhood. Unsurprisingly, his cum poured out right away as he dropped Sameko to the floor. The heroine didn't fight it, simply lying there. Too tired, physically, but mentally, too. Her gaze held nothing but cold detachment, as if slowly accepting her fate.
"Oh! Can't let this go to waste!" Himiko exclaimed, grabbing Sameko's thighs and shoving her head into her pussy, licking up every drop of cum she could. "Her pussy mixed with your cum tastes so good!" She pointed out, her face wet with love juice and blood.
Many would have probably been disgusted by the sight, but Izuku was only more aroused. If anything, it also awakened his bloodlust again. He needed to kill. Or to fuck again. Either was fine by him. For now, he just watched Himiko eat the heroine out.
"Rumi… Please… Save me. You'll come… Right?" Sameko thought to herself, keeping her tears from running down again. She didn't want to break. She didn't want to let the villains believe that they were breaking her.
***
Izuku cracked his neck as he wove through the crowd. It was the city center, after all: being packed was to be expected. With school out for the weekend, he'd taken the chance to head out for his date with Uraraka. He was dressed for the occasion in an open black leather jacket, spikes lining the shoulders, and the name of a band, Stardust, emblazoned across the back. He wore matching leather pants and heavy boots.
As he approached the mall, he took a look around, seeking Uraraka. She had sent him a text earlier saying that she was already here. He didn't bother replying since he didn't have anyone to use his phone for him, but it didn't take him too long to arrive, so this wasn't an issue. After a few seconds, his gaze finally settled on a familiar brunette.
He took a few moments to study her looks and the way she was dressed. Excluding the entrance exam, this was his first time seeing her out of her school uniform. She wore a pink shirt, blue shorts, and black pantyhose. A very casual outfit, but it suited her. Right before he could go to her, his phone buzzed in his pocket.
With a sigh, he pulled it out and checked the lock screen to see the text he received. It was from Himiko.
Have fun on your date, Babe♡♡♡!
He slipped the phone back in his pocket, then walked up to the girl waiting for him. She looked nervous, as expected. She didn't seem to be the type to be romantically outgoing. Nevertheless, it wouldn't be romance that'd defeat her. If everything went according to plan, at least.
"Uraraka," He spoke from behind her, eliciting a startled yelp out of her as she spun on her heels.
"Midoriya! You scared me!" She said while holding a hand to her chest. "He's surprisingly sneaky for a guy his size…" She thought to herself.
"Sorry," Izuku shrugged. Uraraka blushed as her gaze wandered over him from head to toe. He was dressed similarly to his hero costume. The only differences were that his jacket had sleeves, he didn't have spiked bracelets or the black cape, and the rest of his outfit also had many fewer spikes and chains. Of course, there was no domino mask either. The girl's eyes remained on his chest for several seconds before she shook her head to dismiss any weird thoughts. Yes, he also wasn't wearing anything under that jacket.
"So… Midoriya… Did you have anything special in mind for today?" She inquired, still looking away.
"I have. Actually, I've got something planned for the whole day. Think you can stay up late today?" He replied.
"As long as I'm back home before 11, then yes. I didn't have any other plans for today, anyway…" Uraraka answered, the red on her cheeks lightly fading.
"Great, then follow me. There's the carnival nearby, so I thought it'd be the perfect spot to start our date," Izuku instructed, gesturing to the direction of the carnival with his chin before walking toward it. Ochaco followed him by his side.
She didn't know what to say or how to act. This was her first date ever! It wasn't because no one asked her out before, but she usually refused, since most of the time, only strangers did. Whenever she befriended a boy before, even if it rarely happened, they always saw her as nothing more than a friend. And she was fine with that; she always had been! She never felt ready for a relationship. She still wasn't, even after agreeing to this date to see how it'd go. Nonetheless, because of that, she had no idea how a date was supposed to go.
Of course, her main reason for not wanting a relationship now didn't stem from her lack of… Attraction. Midoriya was handsome. Strong, too. And kind, she'd never forget the way he saved her, and, admittedly, how cool he looked while doing it. The problem was purely financial. She had too many issues at home to be invested in a relationship. She had to regularly skip meals, avoided turning on the AC, and often settled for a bowl of rice for dinner.
Still, even if they didn't end up dating, Ochaco should at least put the effort in and make this enjoyable for both of them. Make it a good time. The girl slapped her cheeks behind Izuku and did quietly enough to avoid him noticing that she was getting a hold of herself.
She started with simple small talk on their way to the carnival. Just to learn more about him since there were likely some things he hadn't told when they hung out with the others on their first day.
Ochaco found out that his mother was a sweet and upbeat woman, but that she had an accident in the past that led to the loss of her leg. Izuku seemed to have moved on since he didn't look too saddened by it anymore. Ochaco still felt a pang of empathy, imagining how it would feel to lose a limb. Her quirk worked through her arms, after all.
His mother was all he could talk about before they reached their destination, though. True to what Midoriya said earlier, the carnival wasn't far, but it was packed. Probably because it would end in a couple of days. Good thing they had their date today, then. She never thought she'd get to enjoy a carnival since her parents' financial situation had degraded.
"Want to go for lunch before doing anything?" Izuku asked as he gestured to a nearby food stand. Ochaco's stomach growled before she could verbally reply. "Okay, then," He grinned, leading the way.
"Oh! They sell churros!" She pointed out once they reached the stand, her mouth almost watering immediately at the sight.
"Churros it is, then," Izuku nodded, looking down to talk to the stand owner. "We'll both have your biggest portions," He ordered.
"Sure," The owner replied, picking up two paper buckets to place the churros in.
"W-Wait, Midoriya! You don't have to buy them for me!" Ochaco intervened, only for Izuku to shake his head.
"It's a date, and I asked you out. The proper thing to do is for the man to pay. Don't worry about it," He reassured her, making Ochaco pause.
Right. That was a thing. She forgot about it since she never dated before… Well… Refusing would be impolite, right? The girl licked her lips as the stand owner handed her a meal.
"Thank you, Midoriya!" She said, quickly taking a bite out of the first churro while Izuku paid. Her bucket was huge. Like, absurdly huge, too. It looked like the biggest portion was for particularly big people with mutation quirks. Considering Midoriya's size, the owner didn't bat an eye before selling it to him.
"You're welcome. Now, after we're done with that…" He replied, throwing three churros at once into his mouth. "What do you want to do first?"
Ochaco placed a finger to her chin. It was probably a bad idea, especially if her stomach was full of churros, but…
"I may have an idea…" She mused.
***
Ochaco giggled as she spun around in the teacup ride, her hands gripping the edges as Izuku lazily turned the wheel to make them rotate faster.
"You're gonna make me dizzy!" She protested between laughs, though she made no move to stop him. She was starting to regret that this ride had enough room for him, now!
"Isn't that the point?" Izuku smirked amusedly. Unlike Ochaco, he didn't look like he was getting dizzier at all. Actually, he barely felt the spinning.
"No!" Ochaco retorted, attempting to sound angry, though it was completely ruined by her laughter.
"Time to go faster, then!" Izuku declared, spinning the wheel faster.
"Woohoo! This feels like… An actual roller coa–" Ochaco began saying as the wind forcefully opened her mouth. She was suddenly interrupted when the force was such that it threw her out of the teacup and flung her into the sky. "Kyaaaaa!"
"Huh? Where did she go?" Izuku uttered in confusion. He blinked once, and the girl vanished…
***
Thankfully, Ochaco safely came back to the ground with her quirk. She wasn't even mad about the accident, but rather amused by it. She never thought someone could be thrown so far from that ride! After it ended, they wandered through the carnival, trying games and attractions. Izuku won her a stuffed All Might plush at a ring toss, and she insisted on taking him to a haunted house, only to shamefully cling to his arm the whole time. Much to her embarrassment, she hadn't even realized how close she had been to him.
And of course, the boy also paid for everything. On one hand, Ochaco wanted to feel bad for not spending any money and leaving him to do it. She felt like a leech. On the other… There was nothing wrong with that, right? Besides, Midoriya was okay with it!
Before she realized it, the sun began to set. They left the carnival to have dinner. It was something else Ochaco didn't expect. Before today, she was sure the date would only last a few hours. Not long enough for them to have dinner together. Izuku was also quite cryptic about where he was taking her, saying it was a perfect spot for their date to end.
The last thing she expected was to stand before a fancy restaurant named "Le Gourmet."
"Midoriya… What are we doing here?" She asked him hesitantly.
"Isn't it obvious? We'll have dinner here. Can't have a proper date without eating at a good restaurant, can we?" Izuku responded.
"B–But… That restaurant is four stars! It's the most renowned establishment in Musutafu!" Ochaco explained in disbelief.
"Yeah, I know," The boy casually replied, making Ochaco blink at him.
"I-I can't go in there! This is way too expensive!" She argued, only for Izuku to walk in.
"Sure, you can. Besides, I'm the one paying," He retorted while the girl ran after him.
"That's the problem! I can't have you spend so much on me, Midoriya!" She cried in a whisper, unwilling to attract people's attention to themselves now that they were inside. "Let's just leave," She suggested.
"Money isn't an issue for me," He said, ignoring her pleas.
The restaurant's interior was too overwhelming as she looked around. Crystal Chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling. Blood-red velvet drapes framed floor-to-ceiling windows. She walked on black marble floors, looking polished. The waitstaff moved from table to table with grace, elegance, and professionalism. And before she could protest any further, they reached the Maitre d', standing before an open book full of reservations.
As the Maitre d' watched them arrive, his eyes nearly bulged in horror at their attire… And also at Izuku's appearance. Ochaco wanted to hide in a hole. Everyone here was wearing something fancy, except for them!
"Excuse me! But you can't be in here!" The man began to say without even asking them if they had a reservation. Before Ochaco could try to convince Izuku to leave again, the tall boy leaned toward the Maitre d' and whispered something in his ear. It was too quiet for Ochaco to hear, but whatever it was made the man change his mind quickly. His expression slowly transformed from a scowl to shock, horror, and then blood–curdling fear, making his face as pale as a ghost. "I-I'm deeply sorry! I didn't know… Follow me, sir, madame," He said, spinning on his heels and nervously leading the way.
"Let's go," Izuku told Ochaco, who stood there frozen in confusion and disbelief. Eventually, she broke out of her trance and ran after them until the Maitre d' led them to a private booth.
"Here. VIP table. Just for you," The Maitre d' bowed his head as he opened the door for them.
"Thanks," Izuku nodded, encouraging Ochaco to get in as he lowered his head and squeezed himself through the door.
Ochaco looked around the booth nervously as she sat down, having never stepped foot in anything as close to prestigious as this place.
"Midoriya… I really, really don't need to eat here. Any restaurant or food place would be enough…" She gulped, not feeling in her element at all. It was mostly because she didn't want him spending so much money on her.
"Relax, would you?" Izuku reassured softly. "I invited you, so it's only right that I pay. I have more than enough money. Too much even. I'd rather spend it on my friends than let it sit unused," He explained as a waiter came in, giving them a menu.
"Here, sir, madame," The man said. "I'll come back in a couple of minutes to take your order," He added as he left.
"If it's not too personal… How come you can do that, Midoriya? You said you're rich, but that's your parents' money, isn't it?" Ochaco bluntly asked. Izuku remained silent for a few seconds, and the girl began to believe that she had offended him until he spoke again.
"It's a little… Hard to talk about it," Izuku stated, sounding… Sad? This was the first time Ochaco heard him speak in such a tone… "My father was a pro hero, but he was also a successful investor, so our family has always been well-off. Unfortunately… He died in duty years ago. We're still earning something every month thanks to his investments, but the money I'm spending comes from the inheritance. What he wanted me to have…" He explained, slowly making Ochaco's expression turn from nervousness to understanding.
"I… I'm so sorry, Midoriya. I didn't know," The brunette whispered, her hands on her knees as she looked down. "But that's even more reason to refuse. It's money your Dad gave to you. It doesn't feel right for you to use it… For me. Besides… I don't want to feel like I'm taking advantage of you," She softly admitted. She still didn't meet Izuku's gaze, which made it easy for her to miss the victorious glint of interest in his eyes.
"Take advantage of me? Why?" He questioned, pretending he didn't understand.
"Because… Because my family has financial problems. That's why I want to become a pro hero. For money… To help them. I feel like I'll be using you for your money, and… I'm not okay with that," Ochaco revealed with a heavy breath. There was one thing Izuku didn't believe in her sentence, and it was about her feelings on the matter. She was more worried about how people around them would perceive it. Sure, perhaps there was some guilt in it, but he knew human nature, and he knew nearly everyone had a price. She'd probably sing a different tune if the offer were in the billions. Still, maybe she believed her own lie. In that case, he'd have to show her the truth. "Besides, I-I don't think I can be your girlfriend. It was a great date. And you're a great guy, and I really had so much fun, but… I'm just not ready for that. And… I don't feel that way about you…"
The "yet" went unspoken.
"And that's alright, Uraraka. We can still be great friends. But… I still want to cover the cost of your meal. I told you, I don't mind using my money for my friends. You're not using me if I'm the one who insists on paying for you," Izuku argued.
"But why?" Ochaco retorted. The longer this conversation lasted, the more she hated her sense of justice, if it could be called that… She could have a free four-star meal, and she was throwing it away just for… What? A matter of principle? Because it was the right thing to do? She was starving! And she didn't want to have rice for dinner again!
Izuku sighed, shaking his head.
"Fine… Since you insist… I haven't been very truthful, Uraraka," He admitted, making the brunette blink. What was he about to tell her, now? "My father… Wasn't a good man. Maybe he was in the field, but not at home,"
"Midoriya…" Ochaco whispered sadly. He didn't need to elaborate for her to understand what he meant. She wanted to reach out and place a comforting hand on his arms, but her body felt stiff and refused to move.
"Frankly, I've always hated him. Inheriting his money didn't change that. I even think that it's filthy money in my hands. Because it came from… The man who hurt my mother and me so much…" Izuku paused, as if talking about him hurt him. "I just want to spend it all. Without a care. It helps me a lot. To use his money on people who deserve it more than he ever did. So, please. Just let me pay for you. Help me," He pleaded softly.
"I…" Ochaco uttered, blinking. "I would be… Helping you? By agreeing?" She questioned, to which the horned boy nodded.
"Immensely so. You want to become a pro hero, don't you? Then this should be right up your alley. You always struck me as a girl with a very kind soul. It's why you attracted me, and I asked you out in the first place," Haō admitted with a gentle smile.
Ochaco blushed. She didn't know how to answer that. So, instead, she gave him a small and shy "Thank you" before opening up the menu. Well… If it was to help him… T-To save him from his potentially traumatic past, then she couldn't refuse, right? She had to do it! As a future hero!
Her eyes nearly bulged out as she laid them on the menu. There was so much stuff she had never tasted before! Most of all, the price was outrageous! W-Wow, she really was helping Midoriya a lot! The girl licked her lips. She didn't even know what to pick!
"So, have you made your choice?" The waiter's voice suddenly broke her out of her trance. The man stood by their table, patiently waiting for them to order.
"We'll have oysters and beef tartare for the appetizers with some Amuse-Bouche; the chef can surprise us with the last one. For the main course, I'll take the wagyu steak with jus and root vegetables. Oh, and make sure there are bones in that," Izuku ordered, pausing to think about the drink. It was too soon for wine, wasn't it? Yeah, Uraraka would likely refuse that one. "For the drink, I'll only have water,"
"Noted. What about you, madame?" The waiter asked Uraraka after writing down Izuku's order. The brunette looked like a fish out of the water, but eventually came to her senses.
"Uhm… I'll take the lobster tail with beurre blanc?" She said like it was a question.
"Good choice," The waiter nodded with a smile.
"And I'll drink.. Cola, I guess?"
"Very well. Will that be all?" The waiter inquired. After they nodded, the waiter took their menu and walked away.
"See? It wasn't so bad, was it?" Izuku grinned, as if proud that she ordered some food. "And I don't see anyone thinking you're using me…" He added.
"I guess… Maybe I overreacted. I mean… If I were rich, I'd want all of my friends to enjoy it, too," Ochaco responded with reddened cheeks. The boy continued to smile. Indeed, he was sure she'd love that.
"You know… I was thinking we could further help each other," He suggested, making the girl tilt her head curiously. "I want to use these funds for good. And you need money. I'm not suggesting I'll just give it to you away freely like this. No, I understand it would be embarrassing, and I also don't want to make it feel like charity, so… What if you worked for it? I could give you some kind of job," He offered.
"Well… I did think of applying for a part-time job before, but I'd never have the time, especially while I'm in U.A.," Ochaco retorted. She was grateful for the offer, but she couldn't manage a job at this time.
"Well, then, this will be to your liking. This would be a pretty simple job. Basically, you could be my assistant," Haō began to explain as Ochaco leaned forward curiously, still not getting where he was going with this. "Let's say something happens and I miss a whole day of classes. For example, I'd pay you to send me the lectures I missed. Or let's say I don't want to carry books, so I could pay you to carry them instead. Just… Various little favors related to school," He clarified.
"But I can do those for free, Midoriya. I-I'm sure anyone in class would be willing to send you the lectures for free, at least," Ochaco argued, despite how much her inner self cursed at her for refusing easy money.
"Yes. But that's not the point, is it? The point is that we help each other in a way that would make no one… Ashamed, or embarrassed. Besides, I believe that every job deserves pay. Think about it like this: you're just working as an assistant. I'm sure CEOs know someone who'd make them coffee for free, but it doesn't prevent them from paying someone, does it?" The horned boy suggested.
Ochaco gulped, speechless. Why… Was he convincing her? She was starting to consider this. But he wasn't wrong, right? He wanted someone to help him around, and she wanted–no–needed money. This was a win for both of them!
"Hypothetically… If I were to… Accept… How much would… You know?" She inquired while tearing her gaze away from him and blushing.
"Let's say… 4,000 yen per task. How about it?" Izuku offered casually, making Ochaco nearly choke on her own spit.
"4-4,000?! For one task?!" She repeated in disbelief. This was too good to be true! No, no! She had to control herself! Ochaco stopped herself from drooling by shaking her head, trying to come to her senses. She couldn't act so… So shamefully. She was going to be a hero! A hero didn't do things for money… Right… That was why she wanted to be one in the first place. It certainly paid more than a regular job… But this was also different. She didn't plan on being an assistant…
"So, what do you say?" Izuku questioned after watching her face go through multiple expressions. Ochaco was still thinking about it. No, why was she thinking about it? Many people her age had part-time jobs outside of school! She would simply be doing the same! Except she could earn more, it'd be easier since it would happen while in school, her 'boss' would be someone she's friends with… And, most importantly, this would also help Midoriya! Right, she'd be helping him deal with his still-mysterious past! (She was still interested in that rivalry Bakugou had with him.) "Hmm, I suppose you're not interested. It's fine, I'll…"
"No!" Ochaco nearly jumped to her feet before freezing. The girl blushed in embarrassment, then cleared her throat as she sat back down. "I mean… I'm willing to give it a try. Because it's you, Midoriya," She rubbed the back of her head. "You're the first friend I made in U.A., and I also owe you for saving me in the entrance exam. And… Thank you for the opportunity," The girl bowed her head gratefully.
"You're welcome," Izuku replied with a smile. Now… That was what he called a victory. Just as they ended their conversation, a waiter returned, carrying multiple plates thanks to his four arms.
"Your food," He said, placing it on the table. "The owner, Nakamura-san, wishes you an excellent dinner," He smiled.
"Sure. Tell him he has a fine establishment," Izuku waved his hand dismissively. It looked like Lifebane was here. Oh, well, it was to be expected since this was his restaurant.
"All of this looks delicious!" Ochaco exclaimed, her gaze drifting from plate to plate.
"And it's all for us to enjoy," Izuku assured. Without another word, the girl dug in, taking an oyster first and humming in delight after the first one.
The horned boy simply watched in silence. He let her enjoy it. He was hoping that she'd love this… Get used to this. Now that he got a strategy going for her… What about the others?