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Deku stood atop the stage, proud, and relaxed, finally. It was akward being in front of so many people who liked him, something he was still unused to. He still had nightmares sometimes, waking up shaking and having to double check to make sure that he had a quirk, that it wasn't all a dream. He was the number one hero in Japan, he had fans, and he had Sho. He'd been working nonstop lately, and Mirio had told him to come to this con to unwind, relax a little...not have to fight off crazy people. He smiled, waved, and stepped out of the shadows and up to the mic.
"Hello! How are you all doing?" he asks. Time had helped with his stutter, though up in front of so many people, it threatened to come back.
The crowd roars at him, some people setting off their quirks. He thinks that's an accident, something to do with losing control in excitement, like Kacchan did sometimes when Kiri surprised him, but it could be to show off for him. Either way, he answers with a smile, not noticing the subtle shift in the crowd.
"I'm glad! I'm so happy to be here with you, please, feel free to ask any questions, the mic stand is open!" he says, not really sure what to say up in front of so many.
There's a rush for the mic, people in one area actually throwing fists to get there first, and he can't help but feel that maybe there's a problem? People normally didn't get violent at cons, especially in front of heroes, and there had been several quirks that went off earlier, maybe one of them was causing this? No, he was probably reading too much into this, he usually did.
"Deku! Are you dating anyone, are you a virgin?" one girl screams into the mic before being torn away by an older man.
"Are you a top or a bottom?" he roars.
He flushes, stammering into the mic.
"I..I-I, um, don't see how that mat-matters?" he forces out. No one seems to hear him, each in a rush to get to the mic and more and more equally invasive and sexual questions are asked. He looks at the security guards, wondering why they haven't stopped this, only to see them in the horde, too. A few people have stopped shouting into the mic and are now making their way towards the stage, towards him.
He takes a few steps back, and that draws the attention of more of the people. There's a terrified little red-haired kid standing to the sidelines, trembling and staring at her hands. Little puffs of pink powder keep blasting out of them, and as people charge towards him, they don't even seem to notice her. He jumps off the stage, running towards the mob instead of away, grabbing her in his arms and taking a blast of that pink powder to the face. He sneezes a little, but it doesn't seem to affect him otherwise, so he simply puts her on the stage with a reassuring smile.
"It'll be alright, just stay up there, okay?" he says. She runs off the stage and out the back, presumably to escape this whole mess. He turns, looking at the crowd that was now pushing it's way through blockades to get to him. They didn't seem angry, maybe whatever was affecting them was some kind of...aphrodisiac? No, that was wrong, they would've charged him immediately if that was the case, or gone at each other. Maybe something that lowers someone's inhibitions. That would make more sense and shit-
The first of the people reaches him, a tall man, broad shoulders, and suddenly he's very focused on running.
He can't use his quirk, not against civilians, that would be so wrong. And he can't bail out of here, because what if they turn on someone else, that would be his fualt. So before he can even start running, he stares at the guy.
"What are you going to do now?" he asks.
The man grins.
"I got here first. I'm going to take my reward." he says, and suddenly Deku's shoulders are being grabbed, and he's being pressed against the floor by this monster of a man. Other people are there now, too, reaching around the guy to touch him, and they all tear at his clothes. He's naked and shivering on the floor, his face next to someone's ticket receipt while people touch him and stroke him.
"St-stop." he whimpers out when he feels someone's fingers try to push into his hole. There are so many around him, and he's hard, he could make plenty of excuses later, for now, he might as well just let himself get fucked. His mouth falls open in a moan. Someone had taken his cock in their mouth, another was playing with his nipples, and he pants into someone's mouth. The fingers are at his hole again, this time with lube. They probe gently, searching, seeking, and then stabbing as they find his prostate. He groans, whimpering and moaning and wanting more.
Someone's cock is finally stuffed in him, and he's fucked into the people holding him up. A girl moans beside him and he looks to see her fingers stuffed as far in herself as she could get. That wouldn't do, not when he was right there. He beckons her over, and starts to eat her out with vigor. His tongue searches her folds, probing her clit and pussy. He sparks up one for all a little in his tongue, and she comes with a cry.
As soon as she pulls away, he lets out screaming moans. A second cock is stuffed up his ass, stretching him wider than he'd thought possible and still feeling good. His mouth isn't empty for long, a cock is there now too, and his hands are pulled into jerking off two guys. With a cry, one of the men fucking his ass cums, and he whimpers around the cock in his mouth, eyes rolling back in his head at the feeling of heat pouring into his stomach. The second follows, not far behind him, and they both pull away. Something cold and plastic pushes up against his loose hole now, and he glances over his shoulder, as much as he can with the cock in his mouth, to see a girl with one of his explicit-line items. A deku themed dildo is pressed into him, vibrating violently. He spasms around the toy, cumming as he suckles on the cock in his mouth.
His eyes meet those of the man in his mouth, and he takes him down to the base. Cum floods down his throat, and, as the man pulls away, across his face.
Hours and hours, the orgy lasts. He's surprised heroes haven't waded in to stop this mess, and he's in pain at this point. He's begging for them to stop, he's covered in so many loads of cum that you could hardly tell who he is, and yet there's still a part of him that is turned on beyond all belief. All of these people wanted him. Finally, the quirks effects began to wear off, and people wandered away, as if in a haze. They didn't seem to even notice him, lying on the ground covered in cum. It drips out of his hole slowly as they walk away, and he falls asleep. He was so exhausted.
Shouto picks him up with a sigh.
"Ah, Sho~" he coos, burying into his chest blearily.
"Hello, baby. I see you got into some trouble." he says in response.
"It was nothing I couldn't handle. Actually though, I might not be able to walk. Or move." he says.
"It wouldn't surprise me. Let's go home."