Preemptive Action Pt. 5 (My Hero Academia) (Patreon)

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Themes: Threesome, Fucked Silly, Big Dick

Summary: Part 5 of Preemptive Action. Kendo hears about what happened in the locker room from Setsuna and gets jealous of UA’s ‘perfect princess’. She confronts the pair and says she’ll tell the staff unless she gets a turn with Izuku. Momo, desperate to keep Izuku out of trouble says that they can share him. This works out better than any of them could have imagined. 

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It was the worst case scenario. As Momo and Izuku walk down the hallway hand in hand, the two are both more than a little stressed and withdrawn. They’re still taking comfort from each other, even now, but there’s no denying that they’re down in the dumps. And it’s all because of a note Momo had received earlier that day.

I know what you and Midoriya did in the Girl’s Locker Room. If you don’t want everyone else to know, meet me after school.

The note had come with instructions to an unused classroom, and that was where Momo and Izuku were headed now. They had no choice. It’d been ridiculously reckless and altogether foolish of them to fuck in a public place like the locker room… but they hadn’t been able to help themselves. Now… now they were paying the price for their actions.

Momo, in particular, was scared to death that this was Ochaco. If it was that girl, if she had somehow found out about them and was trying to blackmail them… the heiress wasn’t sure what she would do, but she knew it wouldn’t be pretty. She wasn’t about to let Ochaco get her hands on Izuku. Not under any circumstances would she let that gold-digging whore take her boyfriend away from her.

Izuku, who had no idea that his girlfriend was keeping that secret from him even after all this time, was more worried for Momo’s sake than his own. He didn’t want Momo to get in trouble with UA. He didn’t want her to be stripped of her Class Representative Status, or worse, expelled along with him for inappropriate behavior. He didn’t know what he was going to do, but he knew he was willing to do just about anything to keep his girlfriend, and the love of his life, out of harm’s way.

Arriving at the door to the classroom they’ve been asked to meet in, Izuku and Momo share a glance, take in a mutual deep breath… and enter the classroom together. The both of them walk in, feeling like they’re on death row, not entirely sure who to expect. But needless to say, it’s not who either of them think it will be.

“Kendo?!”

Momo’s exclamation of surprise is mirrored by Izuku’s own wordless shock. The lovebirds stare at the Class Rep for UA High School’s second Hero Course Class, Class 1-B. Standing there in her school uniform, arms crossed over her chest, the teal-eyed girl with long orange hair done up in a high ponytail stares at them both, trying to look intimidating and tough. She’s even tapping her foot impatiently as they enter.

“Y-You’re late.”

Glancing at the clock, Momo frowns.

“… You didn’t exactly give us an exact time. You just said after school. It’s only been thirty minutes…”

Flushing at that, Itsuka Kendo doesn’t seem to know what to say at first, before finally just shrugging her shoulders.

“Whatever. I know what you two got up to in the Locker Room last week. And I know what you did with Ashido as well. Really, I should have already gone to the teachers. 1-A’s Class Rep, engaging in inappropriate behavior with her fellow students on school property…”

Itsuka trails off meaningfully. Momo stiffens, feeling a small amount of guilt and shame well up in her. However, before the other girl can answer, Izuku steps in… literally. Stepping in front of Momo, Izuku scowls and glares at Itsuka heatedly.

“Leave Momo alone! We get it, you’re blackmailing us. You haven’t told the teachers yet, and you won’t so long as we do what you want us to do. So… get on with it already! What is it you want from us?!”

Eyes wide, Itsuka looks frozen in indecision for a moment, staring at Izuku’s angry face and clearly at a loss for words. She even takes a step back, stuttering slightly as she does so.

“I-I didn’t… I m-mean…”

Its then that Momo gets it. She sees the cracks that Izuku’s protective reaction of her have caused in Itsuka’s stormy façade. Her fellow Class Rep was… jealous. Jealous of Momo in particular. And the reason she was so willing to talk smack to Momo, but not to Izuku, was because she had a crush on him. Where it had come from, Momo didn’t know. It wasn’t like Class 1-A and Class 1-B interacted THAT much. Maybe it first developed during the Sports Festival.

Whatever. In the end, it didn’t matter. What DID matter was this moment, here and now. All of the sudden, Momo knows exactly how to handle this situation. She and Izuku… they make a good team. He’d delivered some heavy blows to Itsuka with his words, and now it was up to Momo to do the follow up.

“I know what she wants, Izuku.”

Voice deceptively soft, Momo steps up beside her boyfriend and places a soothing hand on his arm. He blinks at that, and at her, but she just gives him a small smile and a slight nod. When he returns it, Momo has to hold back a sigh of relief. He’s all but telling her that he’s willing to let her take the reins here. Okay. That’s good. Momo can work with this, so long as Izuku is on board.

“You want a piece of the pie, don’t you Kendo?”

Itsuka goes bright red at having it thrown in her face like that. Her eyes dart to Izuku, who blinks as he realizes belatedly that HE’S the pie. Momo gives him a quick glance and a smile, before stepping past him entirely and squaring off across from her fellow Class Rep. Seeing this, Itsuka tenses up, the orange-haired girl clearly ready to play hardball. But luckily for her… Momo can work with this.

“I don’t mind.”

Those three words are like artillery shells across Itsuka Kendo’s psyche. The other girl blinks, jolting back as if struck, her jaw dropping open as she gapes at Momo in shock.

“W-Wait, what?!”

Shrugging, Momo grins.

“You said it yourself. We had a threesome with Ashido. Did you think we wouldn’t mind having one with you two, if you asked nicely? Honestly, you didn’t have to go through ALL of this. Izuku is more man than I can handle anyways. I would be… grateful to have your help.”

To say Itsuka is flabbergasted would be an understatement. The poor dear looks flummoxed. But then, that’s sort of the point. Momo has flipped the script. She’s turned everything on its head. All that was left, was to go in for the kill. Stepping forward, Momo brings up a hand and caresses Itsuka’s cheek. Then, before the other girl can even begin to get her bearings, she leans in and kisses her, right then and there.

There’s a fair bit of tongue involved, as Itsuka freezes up at the sudden impromptu makeout session. Her teal eyes widen, as Momo takes liberties. The Class Rep from 1-B is supposed to be blackmailing them… but here Momo is, initiating everything. Hehe, maybe Izuku has turned her into a bad girl… she just can’t help herself. Meanwhile, Itsuka is so in over her head its not even funny. Time to show her exactly what she’s in for.

Frozen up as she is, its so very easy to maneuver Kendo down to her knees. Momo goes with her of course, so that they’re kneeling right next to each other. Izuku, taking this as his cue, wastes no time in unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. His cock flops out right in front of them a moment later, not even remotely hard but still thick and meaty in all the right ways.

Reaching out, Momo places one hand on Izuku’s cock, expertly stroking it up and down so it begins to engorge right in front of their faces. She keeps her other hand on Itsuka’s waist, wrapping her arm around the other girl to keep her close.

“Look at it, Itsuka. Is it everything you fantasized about?”

The orange-haired girl sputters at Momo’s lewd words.

“I-I… I…”

Grinning, Momo just nods.

“I know. It’s a bit big… but don’t worry, if I can handle it, you can handle it… right?”

Momo’s teasing tone finally breaks through the stun lock her fellow Class Rep is experiencing. Jolting out of it, Itsuka glances at Momo and her challenging grin for a moment, before getting a look of confidence on her face.

“R-Right!”

One of Itsuka’s hands finally comes up to grab onto Izuku’s cock as well. By this point, he’s hard enough that there’s room for both of them to stroke his shaft up and down with one hand apiece. And he’s still getting harder as well. Itsuka’s swallowing is only audible to Momo because she’s so close to the other girl, but she hears it all the same. That nervous, involuntary throat clench lets Momo know she has the other girl right where she wants her.

Sure, Itsuka had tried to blackmail them… but that was fine. She wasn’t Ochaco, and for that, Momo was thanking her lucky stars.

“Go on, Itsuka… take it in your mouth. Normally I would, but… well, today is all about you, isn’t it?”

“Y-Yes… yes, it is…”

Despite her words, Itsuka hesitates as she leans forward. Still, she has her mouth on Izuku’s cock a moment later and is dutifully sucking away as he groans his enjoyment. Bringing his hand down upon Itsuka’s head, the big dicked young man grabs her by her high-top ponytail, something that causes her eyes to flicker up to him for a moment before she gets back to the task at hand.

Smirking, Momo watches this happen for a moment, watches as Itsuka sucks her boyfriend’s cock. Then, she dips her hand down between the other Class Rep’s legs, under her skirt and into her panties, and begins to finger her right then and there.

“Mmm!”

Izuku’s hold on Itsuka’s hair makes sure she can’t pull back to protest this, even as Momo chuckles into her ear.

“Now, now… this is what you wanted, isn’t it? A chance with Izuku? You’re going to get it, Itsuka. I promise you; you’re going to get fucked by this big fat cock you’re currently sucking on. But first… I have to prepare you, don’t I? After all, look at the size of that thing…”

Itsuka shudders, her eyes going crossed as she instinctively tries to follow Momo’s instruction and really LOOK at Izuku’s impressively thick and veiny meat-cannon. After a beat, she stops squirming under Momo’s touch, letting out a muffled groan of acceptance as she returns to focusing on sucking Izuku’s cock to the best of her amateur abilities.

Momo just grins, given carte blanche by the unresisting girl to have her way with her in the process. One finger rapidly turns into two, and two rapidly turns into three as she fingers the orange-haired heroine-in-training right there in the classroom. Even as Itsuka lets out muffled whines at the increasingly rough treatment from around Izuku’s cock, her legs spread wider apart to give Momo all the access she needs.

Heh, Itsuka Kendo is a smart girl, after all. With her jaw stretched to the limits just handling about half of Izuku’s immense shaft, she no doubt understands what it’ll be like when it’s REALLY inside of her. Speaking of which…

Reaching up with her free hand, Momo delicately takes hold of Itsuka’s ponytail from Izuku, and drags her back off of his cock. The other Class Rep whines and tries to resist, but Momo just chuckles.

“It’s time for the main event, Itsuka. Down girl, you’re soon going to have that big fat dick splitting you open, not to worry.”

Once again, Itsuka is reduced to sputtering over Momo’s choice of words. Though, when she finally gets her wits about her, she blushes and looks to Izuku’s cock longingly.

“… But I didn’t get all the way to the base yet…”

Snickering, Momo’s eyes twinkle.

“Oh, is that all? Afraid he won’t be lubricated enough?”

Before Itsuka can answer, Momo leans forward… and does what she couldn’t. She takes Izuku all the way to the base with ease, relaxing her throat and running her tongue along the underside of his cock. When she pulls back, every inch of his shaft is now glistening with spit.

“There we are. Not to worry… I’ll show you how to do that later.”

The look on Itsuka’s face, as they finally get around to actually fucking her, is one of wonder. As Momo and Izuku lay Itsuka out on a desk and Izuku moves between Itsuka’s legs, the orange-haired Class Rep is staring at Momo like she’s seeing her for the very first time. She’s so distracted, that she can only yelp and squeak when Izuku unceremoniously thrusts into her, taking her virginity on the spot.

It’s a small act of defiance, or perhaps revenge, on his part. As Itsuka gapes at where they’re now joined together, Izuku doesn’t waste any time either. He fucks the trembling Class Rep for 1-B hard and fast across the desk, relying on Momo to keep her from sliding over the back end as she leans over Itsuka, caressing and groping her tits through her blouse and bra for only a moment before pulling both open.

“I… I…”

Giggling as she directly molests Itsuka’s chest, Momo leans in close and gives the other girl an upside down kiss. The two of them make out for a few moments before pulling apart, all while Izuku continues to rail Itsuka to kingdom come.

“I know. I forgive you.”

Itsuka’s blush becomes damn near atomic, at being so easily seen through. Itsuka Kendo… was not a bad girl, Momo ultimately decided. She was just a jealous girl. And now that they were dealing with the source of that jealousy, by letting Itsuka have a ride and giving her a turn on Izuku’s big fat cock, Momo didn’t foresee any issues taking place in the future.

Of course…

“If you REALLY want to make it up to me though…”

And here, Momo pulls down her panties and lifts one leg up onto the desk, presenting her pussy in offering to Itsuka. The orange-haired girl’s eyes go wide… but then she nods, biting her lower lip. Letting out a throaty chuckle, Momo lowers her cunt right onto Itsuka’s mouth. As the orange-haired girl gets to work on eating out her former ‘rival’, Momo leans forward over her and the desk and kisses Izuku, right then and there.

He kisses her right back, the two of them using Itsuka’s body between them like she was the one at THEIR mercy. Maybe this all started as an attempt at blackmail, but it’s clear that that’s gone completely off the rails, by this point.

All Itsuka can do is hang on for dear life as Izuku and Momo take her for a long, thoroughly enjoyable ride.