Chapter 1: Sugar free gummy bears 🍬
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“So that takes care of-” Nedzu is cut off by the door swinging open and hitting the wall with a loud bang. Yagi stands in the doorway, panting and sweaty. “Nedzu! There is a villain on campus! It is tormenting me! It- it's a grin- just a grin-” Yagi rambles, Shouta's eyes snap to the air above Yagi's right shoulder where there is, in fact, a disembodied grin. A grin with far too many teeth and far to little flesh. The teeth look very sharp, he spots elongated canines. Hang on. Shouta looks at Nedzu who just tilts his head at Yagi. “Yagi. There is no villain on campus. The proximity alarms have not gone off, neither have any of my multitude of cameras and sensors. First you are late to the mandatory meeting and now you burst in trying to incite panic with falsehoods?”
The grin floats over so Yagi can see it. Yagi immediately blanches white and points at it “There! It's right there!” Well. Nedzu can clearly see it. And he isn't raising the alarm. And none of them like Yagi… “There's nothing there Yagi. Quit yelling.” Shouta states gruffly. As expected, everyone immediately catches on to what Shouta is doing and joins in. “You alright listener? Are you sick? Maybe you should go lay down.” Shouta hides a smile. He loves his husband so much. “No! I am not sick! There- where did it go?!? It was just there-”
Vlad nods, walking up to Yagi and putting an arm around his neck “Of course it was. How about you go take a nice nap?” Vlad pinches a nerve and Yagi passes out. Chiyo's medical bots come by with a stretcher which Vlad wrestles Yagi onto. They watch the bots carry Yagi away, Vlad closes and locks the door. They all turn to look at Nedzu, silently demanding answers. Nedzu pulls out his wallet, rifles through it, and pulls out a stack of bills which he holds out in the air. “Thank you. That was fantastic work. I must say, swapping his eye drops was just… Perfect.” Nezdu says. What? “Who are you-” “Thank you. I also have him avoiding mirrors.” A voice says, cutting Shouta's question off. The grin reappears, then a green, purple, and black cat shows up, floating in midair. A flash of light, and there's a man with the cat's ears and tail leaning on Nedzu's chair.
“Mirrors? Really? How did you do that?” Nedzu asks, whiskers moving rapidly. The man waves a hand “Oh you know, tricks of the light, ghost faces, nightmares. The normal stuff. Now everything he looks into a mirror all he can see is horrors. It really has taken a toll on his appearance.” The man says, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Indeed. I would hope that my staff would be… More conscious of their appearances. After all, this is a hero school. We can't have them looking like… Well, you know.” Nedzu replies, handing the stack of cash over to the man. The man laughs, green curls bouncing with it. He has freckles across his cheeks, emerald eyes that have the cat slits, he's small, maybe 5 feet tall, and that's being generous. “Nedzu. Who is this?” Nemuri asks. “Oh, where are my manners? I haven't introduced myself. The name is Cheshire. I was hired to drive Yagi Toshinori crazy. Or at least make it seem like he is.” The man, Cheshire, bows dramatically.
“Yes. As I'm sure you all are aware, Yagi is not fit to be in any position of authority over children. Unfortunately, I am incapable of firing him myself. So, I called an old friend for assistance.” “You know Nedzy, I would've been here sooner if you had told me how… Pretty your staff is.” Cheshire says, looking at Shouta. “I am flattered. But I am married.” Shouta states firmly. Cheshire laughs “I know. Bold of you to assume I'm not interested in both of you.” Hizashi blushes at the wink Cheshire gives him. “Now now, we do actually have things to discuss. I would rather prefer it if you didn't break my staff.” Nedzu says, chuckling. Cheshire puffs his cheeks out in a pout “Oh alright. I'll behave. Oh- or not. I feel Yagi waking. I suppose I must go. I will see you all later~” Cheshire grins widely and disappears.
Snipe slams his hand down on the table, startling everyone but Shouta and Nedzu “Cheshire. As in the Cheshire Cat. The cartoon cat that appears and disappears with a grin.” “Indeed. Though this Cheshire is a bit…. More. I cannot tell you much, but I will say, he always says what he means. He does not lie unless you are the person he is tormenting. So you can take everything he says as the truth.” “...And none of us are on his shit list right?” Ectoplasm checks. “If you were then I promise you would have recognized him. Either his grin or his voice. You all are safe. Well, he does love to play pranks but those are always harmless.” “...Is there anything else you can tell us?” Hizashi asks, getting his brain back online. “Should Yagi offer food or drink, do not partake. You do not want to be collateral. Do not touch anything on his desk, in or around his dorm, his mailbox… Well, you get it.”
Shouta pauses, he feels like he missed something important. His mind runs through everything that was said. Oh. Nedzu said Cheshire doesn't lie. That means that when he was hitting on them… Oh. His gaze moves to Hizashi, who clearly just came to the same realization. They share a silent conversation, they are in complete agreement. They're going to fuck Cheshire. And then they are going to keep him.
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Izuku pauses, “....Why does it feel like my ass is in danger?” He shakes his head and returns to what he was doing, putting a nice bag of sugar-free gummy bears on Yagi's desk. Tapping into his chaos powers, he laces Yagi's tea with some very lovely things. Untraceable, unnoticeable, and nasty. This will be fun. He then goes into Yagi's computer and starts searching and subscribing to things. He adds a subscription to stinky cheese packages to throw off the scent. His back aches and he grumbles, going invisible. Kami, it takes so much effort to be seen. He pauses, sensing the approach of the staff. Time to go intangible. He closes out of all the tabs and erases the search history. He knows it'll still show on Yagi's overall search history, Yagi just won't be able to see it. He makes sure nothing is changed, nothing can be tracked back to him and then goes intangible, floating in the corner to watch.
Aizawa and Yamada enter first, both of them seem to sense something is off. “Cheshire?” Aizawa calls. Izuku floats over "Yes?” He purrs, directly in Aizawa's ear. Aizawa shivers “What have you done?” Izuku giggles “You'll just have to wait and see.” The rest of the staff filter in, Yagi stumbling behind them. Izuku watches as Yagi gets into his desk chair and boots up his computer. Yagi sees the gummies, opens them, and starts munching. “Are those-?” Aizawa whispers. “Uh huh.” “You are evil.” Yamada says quietly. Izuku giggles. “BARELY LEGALS IN YOUR AREA!” Yagi's computer screams and Izuku has to put his hands over his mouth to muffle his laughter.
Yagi gets disgusted looks from the staff “What the fuck Yagi?” Snipe growls. “It- it wasn't me! I didn't- I-” Yagi stammers, pale as a ghost. Izuku decides he's going to keep flirting with the pretty men. He runs his fingers up Aizawa's back, making him shiver and growl quietly. He manages to get Yamada to squeak when he brushes his neck softly. “You good Mic?” Midnight asks. Yamada clears his throat. “Fine. Thought I saw a spider.” Yamada sits down at his desk and Aizawa goes to the kitchenette and makes coffee. Izuku watches Yagi eat half the bag of gummy bears. And then he brews a cup of tea. He finishes the tea. And then it begins. Like a clap of thunder and the stench of the bowels of hell permeates the air of the staff lounge. Yagi goes running out of the room, brown liquid escaping the legs of his pants.
Once Izuku is certain he's out of earshot he appears and lets himself laugh. Yamada and Aizawa join in. “Damn Cheshire. You know you’re going to hell for that right?” Yamada says between fits of laughter. “Probably. But it's worth it.” Izuku replies, his giggling making him flicker in and out of view. “Cheshire? Wait- What did you do?” Midnight asks. “Go- go read the package of Yagi's gummy bears.” She does as told, picking up the bag and reading it out loud “Haribo gummy bears. Sugar free- oh no. You didn’t!” “I did.” Izuku says, smugness radiating from him. “....You're evil.” Thirteen whispers. Izuku shrugs “Eh. Only a little. I've found out some things about Yagi… Let's just say he deserves everything I do to him.” All attention is on him now. “Is it as bad as we thought?” Ectoplasm asks. Izuku frowns “Worse. Let me tell you a story about a centuries long war and a curse passed down for generations….”
Chapter 2: Leather and Whiskey
Summary:
I'm back from vacay with the fam & that means updates!!!
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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“I- and Yagi is-?” Vlad stammers. “Looking for the next holder to groom. Yes. He has decided it has to be a child despite every other holder being an adult when they got it.” “That's why he's here. This is a hero school. He's shopping.” Hound Dog growls, looking furious. “Yep. Unfortunately, he has the HPSC's backing. It's the only reason he was hired. The HPSC didn't give Nedzu a choice and made some… threats towards the students. So, it's not enough to get him fired. If he gets fired, he can just go and pick up any child he finds. No, he needs to be locked in a psych ward where he will never be able to get his hands on a child.” The staff look horrified, they look to Nedzu who nods solemnly. “Oh.. my god. I- I knew it was bad but I didn't think it was that bad.” Thirteen says, looking ill. “It gets worse. If a child does hold One for all, it will kill them. One for all now holds the strength and power of seven fully grown adults. Including All Might in his prime. All Might was told this but he refuses to listen. If he passes this on to a child, it is at best a ticking time bomb. Literally. They will explode. At worst, it kills them immediately.” Izuku states, trying to keep the bitterness out of his voice. Recovery girl is pale and furious. “Wait. How do you know about this?” Snipe asks.
Izuku is well aware of how his face twists. Nedzu lays a soft paw on his arm and when he looks at him, he gives him an understanding look. “You don't have to tell them.” Izuku shakes his head “No. They deserve to see the consequences.” He stands up and takes his shirt off, showing the autopsy scars, there's gasps “I know because I was the first victim. I was in my last year of high school when All Might approached me. He told me all kinds of things, everything a child would want to hear from their idol. I was quirkless, or at least everyone thought I was. No one knew I had a quirk under the surface. Not even me. All Might told me I could be a hero with his quirk. I wanted it so badly. I believed him. The power killed me immediately. My body was left in the alley he gave me the power. He ripped One For All out of my corpse and just left me there. Nedzu found me, he realized there was something off about the corpse and called a friend. I woke up on the autopsy table. Turns out my quirk had a fail safe. When I woke up I had cat ears and a tail. Nedzu immediately took me in. Since I was legally dead, I needed a new identity and I needed to learn what my quirk was and how to control it.”
He puts his shirt back on, avoiding looking at the staff. “Can- Cheshire, is it ok if I hug you?” Midnight asks. He looks up, and instead of what he expected, he sees looks of sympathy, understanding, and horror. He nods and he's wrapped in warm arms that smell like honey and lilac. The first tear falls and he can't stop the rest. He sobs and there's the sound of clattering, chairs being pushed back and then more people join the hug, he smells coffee and whiskey, lemon and leather, gunpowder and smoke, fresh concrete and copper, blood and black tea, dog and sunlight, antiseptic and sugar, curry powder and roasted meat, sulfur and matches. “I'm sorry Cheshire. I would join but my emotions are too unstable right now, which means my quirk is too. I don't want to risk hurting you.” Thirteen apologizes. Izuku sniffs, “It's ok. Thank you all. I'm sorry you had to see that.” He pulls himself together.
“What is your name dearie? Not your new identity, your actual name.” Recovery Girl asks. Izuku smiles bitterly “Izuku. Izuku Midoriya. My fake name is Mikumo Nedzu. I much prefer Izuku Nedzu though. Or just Izuku.” Recovery Girl smiles warmly at him “Well then. Welcome home Izuku Nedzu. You will always be safe and welcome here.” He looks around, seeing warm looks on all the staff’s faces. Well, except Lunch Rush and Snipe. Lunch Rush gives him a double thumbs up and Snipe rests a supportive hand on his shoulder. Izuku takes a deep breath “Ok. So, the reason you all moved into staff dorms is so Yagi remains on campus, where we can keep an eye on him. Nedzu managed to make Yagi a TA, because he hasn't gotten a teaching degree. So he isn't left alone with kids. With that in mind, do not leave him unsupervised. On the off chance I am not following him and I will do something to make sure you know I am, then you need to keep an eye on him or call Nedzu who will call me. Now, let's go over what to look for should we fail and One For All gets passed on. There are signs of who the new holder is. One For All is not a subtle quirk.” Nedzu hands out spirals and writing utensils as Izuku pulls out a projector and PowerPoint.
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Izuku is exhausted by the time the impromptu meeting concludes. Just staying visible has him drained. That plus the emotional shit and presenting the information. He. Is. Tired. “You look like you need a nap.” Aizawa says softly. “I do. Unfortunately, no sleep for me. I have to keep part of my attention on Yagi. I might revert to invisible cat to conserve energy though.” “We’ll have a small Ectoplasm clone keep an eye on him. Do you want to nap on my shoulders? I’m really warm and my desk is next to the window. You’ll get to sun.” Aizawa offers. Izuku looks over to Ectoplasm who is already creating a tiny clone. “...Are you sure?” “Yeah. C'mon.” Izuku shrinks, turning back into his cat form. Aizawa picks him up and drapes him across his shoulders before sitting at his desk.
Shouta smiles as the cat relaxes around his shoulders. Then, the purring starts. Izuku flickers in and out of visibility as he sleeps. Shouta very carefully and slowly raises an arm and pets Izuku’s head. Izuku doesn't wake up but he does lean into the touch. Hizashi drapes his jacket over Shouta and Izuku, letting Shouta's scent mingle with Hizashi's. Hopefully, this will help Izuku associate them with safety and comfort. Izuku leans his head against Shouta's neck, burying his nose in Shouta's capture weapon and Hizashi's jacket. He naps for about an hour. Shouta knows when he wakes as he stiffens.
Shouta carefully reaches up and pets Izuku's head, taking care to avoid the sensitive ears. The purr starts up again, so strong it vibrates Shouta's throat. Izuku curls more tightly around Shouta's neck and shoulders. He rubs his head on Shouta's beard as he presses into Shouta's hand. Hizashi looks jealous and Shouta tilts his head, inviting him over. Izuku purrs louder when Hizashi's hand joins. The purrs suddenly stop and they pause. Izuku's head turns toward the door. The sound he lets out is a sort of displeased grumbly chirp. He hops off of Shouta's shoulders and onto his desk, doing a little stretch. Then to the ground where he shifts into a human. Shouta acts without thinking, snagging a slender wrist before Izuku can move away.
Izuku raises an eyebrow in silent question, Shouta tugs him over. When he's within reach, he grabs the man by the waist and plops him on Shouta's desk. Then leans in and kisses him. Izuku stiffens in shock, looking to Hizashi. When Hizashi nods encouragingly he reciprocates, turning the kiss into a heated make out. Luckily, the teacher's lounge had cleared out with the exception of the three of them. Even so, Shouta was wishing he'd taken them to one of their private offices. Preferably Hizashi's, that's the one they typically fucked in. Shouta breaks the kiss and starts leaving claiming marks all over Izuku's pale throat. Marks that will bloom into pretty reds, blues, and purples. Izuku whines, tilting his head to give Shouta better access. Hizashi leans over his husband to kiss the gorgeous man, amused by the way Izuku seems to like their facial hair.
Izuku breaks the kiss, pulling away from both of them. “W-wait. What is this? Just fun or-?” “What do you want it to be? We would really like to date you, make you our third. But it's up to you.” Hizashi replies honestly. “I'd like to be your third. And we should really talk about this later, when Yagi isn't rapidly approaching the property line. I'll see you two later. Promise.” Izuku disappears, leaving nothing but his scent behind.
Notes:
How are we feeling?
Chapter 3: More than human
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The first time they see it, they doubt it. After all, it might've just been a trick of the light. Why wouldn't Izuku's mouth have a tongue? They definitely didn’t see a starry void in there, with too many, too sharp teeth. The second time, it was definitely their mind playing tricks on them. There's no way Izuku has an eye on the back of his neck. That's ridiculous. But the third time… Well.
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Shouta pants, he can't do this. His students are going to die. He has to call him. “CHESHIRE!” He screams, throwing a few of the villains off guard. But then he's taken down to the ground and dragged to the leader. He hears his students screaming, his husband screaming in pain, and then it stops. The main villain pauses, and then reaches a hand towards Shouta. “I'll kill him! Come out- ukh-” Something goes through the villain's chest. The villain coughs out blood, then goes limp. The villain drops to the ground and there, behind him stands Izuku. …Holding a heart in his hand, cold rage on his face. Hizashi is suddenly next to Shouta, both of them completely healed. “Listen up! This is your one and only chance to surrender. Drop your weapons and kneel.” Izuku snarls. The hundreds of villains stay put. Izuku nods “Very well. All of you, you have chosen. THIS WILL BE YOUR FATE!” He holds his hand up and crushes the heart. Then the lights of the USJ go out. They don't move, knowing that Izuku knows where they are and will keep them safe. Even as they hear screaming, and the sounds of… carnage. “I- I can't see! Where is it?!?” Comes one voice. “Calm down. We know this place. And I have fire. Hang on, I'll light it up. Just a little one or we'll become a target.” Comes another, whispering. A small flame lights near them, illuminating two bodies.
“See? We can tilt the odds-” There's eerie laughter, then over one of the villain's shoulders appears a set of gleaming teeth. Too many teeth, too large, too sharp. It's… inhuman. “You don't think I know this place? It was built atop the ruins of my temple!” It's Izuku's voice, but it's… not. Then, a vine skewers the villain not holding fire. The fire user starts throwing fire at Izuku, the ever moving shadow. Izuku gets close enough to the fire that they can see him… And he's… wrong. He seems to be made of mossy, cracked marble. He has angel wings, but they're wrapped in thorny vines. The vines move around him, circling his body like snakes. Even like this, he still has his ears and tail. The fire villain scrambles back “Wh- what are you?” Izuku laughs, hollow and eerie. Inhuman. “What am I? I suppose I can tell you my name, seeing as you won't be alive long enough to use it. My name is Vespera the solitary, God of Chaos, Father of Discord and Disharmony, Guardian of the forgotten and abandoned. The outcasts and the unwanted. Now, die.” He lunges forward, burying teeth in the villain's throat, ripping it out.
Another villain approaches, hands up. “Lord Vespera, you have killed our leader, now the rest of us are no longer a threat. Lord Vespera, forgive us, so no more blood is shed-” There's a vine in the villain's throat. “No.” Izuku says coldly. Then the fires go out and they can't see anymore. They can still hear everything though. Both of them are struggling, trying to come to terms with the fact that Izuku is… Not human. He seems to be some sort of eldritch creature. “I'm not a monster fucker, but…” Hizashi whispers. Shouta snorts, “Liar. I've seen the characters you're attracted to.” “You're one to talk. Mr. ‘I think danger is sexy’.” Hizashi shoots back, trying desperately not to think about how some of the vines weren't thorny, and how they would feel inside him. ‘You do not fear me?’ Izuku's voice asks in their heads. They both startle, but answer. ‘No.’ ‘Nope.’ Hizashi desperately shoves the thoughts about Izuku and the vines away before he can see them- there's soft laughter. ‘Aw. Cute. An idea for another time. The students and Thirteen were returned directly to Nedzu's office. They are safe. …If you are not afraid of me, or my appearance… would you like to watch?’ ‘Yes’ Hizashi almost laughs, even speaking mind to mind, Shouta can't hide the thirst in his voice. And then, as if the lights came on, they can see.
They watch as he literally tears villains apart, sometimes with his bare hands, others using his vines. They get to see him hang a few, ooo! He just ripped the heads off of one! Kami- He looks gorgeous covered in blood and holding a severed head in his hand. He just looks at one, and they turn to stone. Shouta wiggles, impossibly hard and horny. Hizashi jumps as a vine starts climbing his leg. He moans when it dips inside his pants, teasing his ass before abruptly disappearing. ‘Ves-’ ‘Izuku. Or, if you really wish, you may call me Vespera when we're alone, or when we're speaking mind to mind.’ ‘...Vespera, I want your vines inside me. Please.’ ‘Not here, darling. Not where Nedzu has cameras everywhere. Not where anyone can hear the sounds I pull from you.’ ‘...Take us back to the dorms once you're done? And fuck us? Please?’ Shouta asks. ‘You both are aware of what you are getting yourselves into, right?’ ‘Yes. Do you need worshipers, my Lord? Would it make you more powerful?’ ‘It would. But you don't have to-’ ‘We want to. Please. Use us. For your power. For your pleasure.’ ‘Hm. Alright. You'll stay where you are. Kneeling like the pitiful humans you are. And, if you manage to hold still until I'm done, I'll take you back to the dorms and fuck you. Okay?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ Hizashi answers, managing to keep still. ‘Shouta?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Yes, what?’ ‘Yes Sir.’ ‘Good. Almost done. Keep your eyes on me.’ Hizashi obediently fixes his eyes on Vespera, somehow managing to keep from flinching when he feels the vines climbing his leg again. He wants to spread so badly. Wants the vines inside him. He grits his teeth, he'll get it. He just has to stay still. He can't be impatient. Vespera rips the head off the final villain and disappears. He appears in front of them, back to Izuku. Hizashi can't help the pang of disappointment at his god's return to human form. Izuku smiles at him “I have to keep that form a secret. I'll return to it once we're behind locked doors. Come here.” He grabs both of them and grins, this time with teeth. Hizashi yelps, feeling like he just got yanked. He blinks, clearing his vision. They are in he and Shouta's dorm. Izuku deposits them on the couch and walks over to the wall, flipping on the soundproofing. Then, he closes the curtains, checking to make sure every lock is engaged.
Hizashi and Shouta both move when Izuku starts to undress himself, hands brushing the loops of fabric. “Please, my Lord. Let us.” Shouta murmurs, chapped lips pressing a soft kiss to cold, stiff flesh. “Would you tell us about yourself? How… I thought you were human?” Hizashi asks as he puts the ornate clasp on the nearby table. “...I was. Kind of. A few hundred years ago, my form was… broken. It trapped me in the stones of my temple, and I was forced to remain there, even as the USJ was built atop it. Then, one night, Nedzu came into the USJ all alone, in the middle of the night. He called to me, spoke my true name over a candle in the darkness of the new moon. I appeared and he apologized for desecrating my grounds. He asked me how he could help me. At the time, he couldn't. But, one day he succeeded and I was reborn. Still, I was trapped. Trapped in the flesh of a newborn. My memories were locked away. When I died that day, I ascended. I returned to my true, divine form. So, I suppose Yagi did do one good thing. He returned me to my true body.” Izuku explains, holding still as they unwrap the fabric concealing his body.
Hizashi places the jeweled clasp on the nearby table, then re-thinks and places it in a locked drawer. They fold the long strip of cloth neatly before unbuttoning the plain sheath beneath it, the soft fabric slipping from silky, muscled shoulders. They caress the highly scarred skin, admiring and loving on the battle scars. His chiseled body has them drooling, well before they reach his cock. It's pierced, long and thick and they fall to their knees, desperately wanting it inside them. Izuku chuckles and picks them up. He gently drops them on the bed, summoning a few vines. Hizashi immediately spreads his legs with a needy whine. Izuku shakes his head “Nope, I need you to be present first. We need to talk about boundaries. See, my vines aren't infinite. They need to reproduce. The way they reproduce is by laying seeds. The seeds need dark, warm, moist conditions to grow. Sort of like eggs. If they go inside you, I will not be able to stop them from leaving seeds behind. You'll be forced to carry the seeds to term, they won't harm you in any way, but it'll be like being pregnant. It'll only last a week at most, but you'll swell as the seeds grow, then you'll feel them burst and the vines will make their way out of you. There won't be any pain, but it'll feel really weird, like worms squirming out of you. Do you understand?” Hizashi nods, wanting it.
“I need you to verbally confirm that you understand and want it.” Izuku's voice goes hard, commanding. “I understand, and I really want it. Please my Lord, impregnate me with your vines. Let me bear the replacements for those you lost coming to our rescue.” Izuku searches his eyes, then nods. Hizashi gasps when the first vine breaches him, back arching in bliss. Shouta desperately spreads his own legs, wanting Izuku inside him. Izuku coos and lubes himself up. Shouta pleads for him to just fuck him, swearing he doesn't need stretching. Izuku hums thoughtfully, “I dunno, I don't want to hurt you.” “You won't, I promise. And if you do, then it's okay because I want you to. Please?” Izuku sighs and lines himself up, slowly sinking into Shouta. Shouta's legs tremble as he forces himself to stay still. Izuku bottoms out and freezes in place, humming softly as he massages Shouta's hips. It's torture, the best kind. Still, it has Shouta begging long before he normally would. Izuku takes pity on him and starts moving, but he keeps it slow and gentle, only keeping the heat in place. He's not going to get any relief like this.
“Please, my Lord, mercy! I need relief- I- I need more- please-” “Have you earned more, my greedy servant? Hmm? I think not.” Vespera taunts meanly. Shouta sobs, desperately moving his hips in a futile attempt to get more. Vespera just laughs and pins him down. “Ah ah~ None of that. You'll take what I give you, and no more.” He purrs, keeping his pace and force the same. It's maddening and Hizashi's moans and squeals aren't helping. “Please, my Lord Verpera, please, mercy!” Shouta begs, managing to tether himself enough to use his words. “Hmm. Very well. Hold on tight, darling~” Vespera coos. Shouts squeals, hands landing on his Lord's broad shoulders as the pace speeds up and the force increases. His brain melts, babbling nonsensical praise and encouragement. Vespera gives and gives, and Shouta passes out, cumming harder than he ever has.
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Crimson eyes open, breath stirring in once still lungs as All for one brings his chosen one back to life. A new heart best in his chest, powder blue hair is pushed out of the young adult's face. All for one is startled by the blush on the normally pale cheeks. “...I think I found God.” Is the first thing out of cracked lips. “...He was beautiful. I- I need to get better, prettier- I need to-” The man rambles, sliding off the operating table. “Kurogiri! Come here! J need to go get some things. Footage- Sensei, I need the footage from the USJ. I need to see-” All for one blinks, what happened to his chosen? Well, if this is what gets him to take an active interest in their work, then so be it. He pulls up what footage he can find and gives the tablet to Tomura, watches as he blushes. “He really ripped my heart out like nothing. Look at him, ruthless. I must have him. Vespera is it? I'm coming, waiting for me.” …This could be bad. “Tomura, perhaps you shouldn't-” Crimson eyes, manic and obsessed snap to his. “I will have him. I will be his, and he mine. Are you telling me no?” “...Yes. I am. He is affiliated with the heros-” All for one chokes, and pale hand suddenly around his throat. He chokes, his skin disintegrating beneath the digits. Tomura watches him die calmly, eyes clear and calculating. “I have no need of you anymore. I have found one who is stronger than you.” All for one opens his mouth, trying to plead for mercy, to change his mind, but his vision goes black and he passes out. The last thing he hears is Tomura whispering “I'm coming, my love. Wait for me.”