Preemptive Action Pt. 7 (My Hero Academia) (Patreon)

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Themes: Titjob, Loving Sex, Romance

Summary: Part 7 of Preemptive Action. A few days after the incident with Jirou, Kendo confides in Momo that when she confronted her and Izuku before, she wanted to be more than a sex friend. Momo, surprisingly, agrees to this and let’s Kendo have Izuku to herself while she is out of town for the week. After a romantic dinner and the okay from Momo, Izuku gladly takes Kendo as his second girlfriend; both unaware that Ochako is spying on them, furious and embarrassed. 

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“Shall we?”

A blush spreads across Itsuka Kendo’s face, and she hurriedly nods as she takes Izuku’s hand and lets him pull her from the back of the taxi. They’re both dressed up for the evening, with Izuku wearing a nice shirt and some slacks, and Itsuka in a dress with a slit in the side to show off some leg. She’s also gone sleeveless for good measure.

Not that it matters, she has to remind herself. Izuku has already seen everything, after all. He’s seen all that she has to offer and partaken of her… feminine delights. It still makes Itsuka flush just thinking about it. How she’d had the tables turned on her so thoroughly by Izuku and Momo. She’d thought she knew what she was getting into. Obviously, she hadn’t.

But… all was well that ended well, wasn’t it? And for Itsuka, things had ended up turning out alright, ultimately. After all, one only had to look at where they currently were to realize that.

“The reservation should be under the name Izuku Midoriya.”

Izuku’s quiet confidence is so damn arousing, Itsuka finds herself thinking, even as the host checks his list and then nods.

“Of course, right this way sir.”

They’re soon seated, have ordered, and are chit-chatting with one another. Izuku is so easy to talk to, Itsuka finds. He’s just so down to earth, the kind of guy she… well, she so easily fell in love with in the first place. Because… it was love, to be clear. At first she hadn’t been sure. Was it a crush, or was it something more?

She’d allowed herself to be fooled by Ochaco because of it, so that was the first inkling that it was something more than just a crush. Still, after everything that had happened between her, Izuku, and Momo, Itsuka hadn’t been sure what to think. Was she happy just being Izuku and Momo’s sex friend? Was she happy being their toy, to be sandwiched between them? Well… to be clear, yes she was very happy with that. But she also wanted more.

In the end, Itsuka had gone to Momo and explained herself. She’d expected the worst and been over the moon when she got the best. Momo had been more than understanding of Itsuka’s request to go on a date with Izuku, just the two of them. She’d actually encouraged it, surprisingly enough.

As the food arrives, Itsuka notes that this whole date night… its on Momo’s dime. The rich heiress had splurged on their behalf after her talk with Itsuka and gone all out setting them up at one of the nicest places in the city. Momo herself was nowhere to be found, as she was out of town for the week. But she’d told Itsuka to have fun, and to make sure Izuku was a happy boyfriend while she was gone.

… It was strange being the third wheel, but Itsuka was rapidly finding that she didn’t mind it. Momo had gotten there first, despite many of the girls in the Pro Heroics Course at UA pining after Izuku. Itsuka knew it wasn’t just her, not by a long shot. The fact that she’d gotten in there second, and more than that, had Momo’s official blessing to be Izuku’s second girlfriend… well, it was more than she’d hoped for.

Of course, this food was to die for as well. It was positively heavenly, and together, she and Izuku enjoy their meal quite a bit. However, when the time comes that their waiter asks if they have room for dessert, Itsuka does something she wouldn’t normally do, proving that she CAN be bold if it’s something she wants. Under the table, she reaches out and surreptitiously grabs Izuku by the thigh, getting his attention.

“I’m so full, darling. Maybe we can get dessert… elsewhere?”

Her invitation is obvious, or Itsuka likes to think so. Judging by the light that dawns in Izuku’s eyes, and the smile he gives her as he nods, he understands perfectly.

“Yes, I think you’re right, honey. Thank you, but no dessert for us tonight.”

“Very well sir, madam. Your bill has already been taken care of. I hope you both have an excellent rest of your night.”

With that, they’re up and out of the restaurant. Izuku orders a cab, but Itsuka simply can’t help herself. They’re going to have to wait anyways… grabbing him by the hand, she drags him into a nearby alley.

“Itsuka?”

Blushing, she drops into a crouch right there in front of him.

“H-Hush… sometimes… sometimes girlfriends have to get a little dirty for their boyfriends.”

Her dress slips off her shoulders easily enough, freeing her breasts from their confines. Itsuka is quick to reach out and unbuckle Izuku’s pants, pulling his cock free as well. They could be seen by anyone who looked down this alley, but it was late and dark and Itsuka was confident they would be fine. Who would be out and about at this time of night, right?

“Itsuka… fuck…”

As she wraps her tits around Izuku’s cock, Itsuka can only smile and blush at his heartfelt groan. He’s audibly enjoying himself, and she… she’s enjoying making him enjoy himself. His dick is growing harder by the second, throbbing and hot in between her soft, pillowy tits. She’s sometimes disliked how big her breasts are, because they get in the way of being a Pro Hero.

But right now, they’re her major assets, providing her boyfriend with all the pleasure they possibly can as she crouches there. Despite the talk of getting dirty, Itsuka is careful not to let any part of her actually touch the ground. Still, the majority of her focus is on Izuku and his cock, staring up at his groaning face as she slides her tits up and down his dick until finally…

“Itsuka… I’m getting close!”

Smiling happily, Itsuka just nods her head.

“Do it, Izuku. Cum all over me. Mark me as your woman. I’m yours… I’m all yours and Momo’s.”

That triggers him, whether its her heartfelt claim, or the mention of Momo. Either way, Izuku groans and proceeds to cum all over Itsuka’s face and tits, his seed positively fountaining out of his cock and coating her from her forehead to her chin to her sizable breasts. Itsuka gasps, panting heavily, her chest heaving and shaking with delight as she looks down at herself.

“Fuuuck, made a bit of a mess there…”

“I don’t mind. I don’t mind one bit.”

With a beatific smile on her cum-coated face, Itsuka rises to her feet, fixing her dress. She pulls it back over her bust, covering up her semen-caked tits. But she makes absolutely no move to clean herself up. Instead, she wears Izuku’s cum with pride. Its dark enough and late enough that no one should notice. They might realize she has SOMETHING on her face, but refuge in audacity will allow her to get away with it, she’s sure of it.

A moment later, the taxi arrives, and they pile into it, going back to Izuku’s place to finish out the night. As Itsuka thought, the cab driver doesn’t pay her any mind, instead focusing on the road. No one saw. Or so Itsuka thinks.

-x-X-x-

She’s furious. Beyond furious, even. This was supposed to be her chance. Momo was out of town, and Ochaco… Ochaco was going to swoop in and finally get Izuku, all for herself. It wasn’t about love or anything as sappy as that. It was about principle, at this point. Izuku Midoriya was HERS. She’d had him on the line long before Momo ever even saw him, d-damnit! It just wasn’t fair!

But even worse than that, despite Momo being out of town, Izuku was NOT unattended. Ochaco wasn’t stupid. She knew that Itsuka Kendo had Momo’s blessing by this point. The Class 1-B bitch was supposed to be Ochaco’s pawn, but instead of doing her damn job, she’d only brought Momo and Izuku closer together, all but becoming the glue of their little pairing!

And now… now Izuku was treating Itsuka to dinner on Momo’s dime. A place as fancy as the one she’d followed the two was… ugh, it was way too expensive even for her to get a reservation at. And afterwards, what had that hussy Itsuka done? She’d taken Izuku into an alley and given him a fucking titjob! Only belatedly does Ochaco realize she might have been able to blackmail them if she’d recorded it.

Instead, she’d just stood there like… like the fucking cuck they’d turned her into and watched! Humiliated, furious, and embarrassed. That was how Ochaco was feeling right now. This whole debacle was just… utterly ridiculous. From the very beginning, Izuku was supposed to be hers. From the very beginning, he was meant to belong to her. She wasn’t in love with him or anything like that, but he was a nice enough guy. He would have made for the perfect boyfriend, in fact.

But Momo Yaoyorozu had ruined everything, damnit!

This wasn’t over yet though. No, Izuku and Itsuka might have driven away for the night, and Ochaco wasn’t foolish enough to race across the city to follow them all the way to Izuku’s house. But even still… she wasn’t done yet. Far from it, in fact! This… this was only the beginning!

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Momo is tired but smiling when she returns to her hotel room after a long day. It was exhausting, but needs must and all that. If she was going to one day inherit her family’s company, on top of being a big name Pro Hero, she had to make connections and be seen participating now, even as young as she was.

Still, once she’s safely ensconced in the privacy of her hotel room, Momo pulls out her phone, her smile transforming into a wicked grin. She has a message from Izuku, and its not just a message… it’s a video recording. Stripping naked, the tired heiress flops back onto her hotel room bed, knowing full well what the video is going to be of.

As she starts it playing, Momo isn’t surprised one bit when the first thing she sees is Itsuka Kendo on her back, her fat tits bouncing up and down as she’s plowed into the bed by Momo’s boyfriend. As Izuku takes her on her back, he pans the camera around so Momo can see his face.

“Hey babe. Itsuka and I wanted to record a little something for you. Say hi, Itsuka.

“H-Hi Momo… nnngh, t-thank you for treating us to, oooh, dinner. Izuku and I had a w-wonderful, nngh, t-time! Can’t… c-can’t wait for you to be home!”

Momo’s free hand slides across her breasts, groping one and then the other, before ultimately going down her front, across her stomach, reaching her sex. She casually begins to finger herself, even as the video continues playing. Izuku keeps on fucking Itsuka, while letting Momo watch.

“It really was an excellent meal. That place… I never really subscribed to fancy eating before, but I guess I get it now. That food was amazing.”

Momo beams at that. Yes, she’d sent them to one of her favorite restaurants. Not only was it amazing food, but it was a very romantic atmosphere as well. If she was going to let Itsuka Kendo be Izuku’s second girlfriend, she wasn’t going to half-ass anything. She’d made sure they had the most romantic night possible.

“Of course, we didn’t get to try the dessert, because SOMEONE was too horny to wait. Itsuka here couldn’t even be bothered to wait until we got home either. While the cab was arriving, she took me into a nearby alley and had me cum all over her tits… didn’t you, Itsuka?”

Momo gasps at that, her face growing redder as she imagines the scene. Her fingers grow more enthusiastic, down between her legs.

“Y-Yes. I couldn’t h-help myself. I punished myself by wearing Izuku’s cum all the w-way home. I’m sorry for being such a bad girl~”

Izuku lets out a grunt and then a chuckle.

“No need to apologize… we like that about you.”

Momo nods her head in enthusiastic agreement at that.

On the recording, Izuku continues to pound into Itsuka with no holds barred, fucking her silly as she moans and cums around his cock time and time again. Finally, he looks back at the camera with a grin.

“Alright lover, hope you’re having a great week and like Itsuka said, we can’t wait for you to be home with us.”

As the video recording comes to an end a few moments later, Momo can’t help the sadistic grin that spreads across her face. Her fingers on her cunt pause for a moment, and she flicks through her phone, opening up a tracking app. When you were rich, it was rather wild, the sort of things that were at your fingertips.

In her case, Momo had had a tracker put on Ochaco Uraraka a while back. It’s still functioning, because right this moment she can see that Ochaco is back at her residence… likely seething. After all, the tracker’s records show that Ochaco followed Izuku and Itsuka to the restaurant, just as Momo had expected. They also show that Ochaco was right next to the alley, watching as Itsuka pleasured Izuku with her breasts.

The brunette hadn’t followed them back to Izuku’s place, thankfully. But she’d seen enough. Just as Momo had planned. Yes, she’d allowed Itsuka to become Izuku’s second official girlfriend with her blessing. Some might have called her crazy for that, but Momo had ulterior motives. Itsuka was a fine enough girl… not objectionable in the slightest. Meanwhile, Ochaco was getting bolder and bolder.

So Momo was building a wall. She was constructing a bulwark of women who would give Izuku the love and affection he needed, even if she couldn’t be around. All the while, Ochaco would never get close to him. Momo wouldn’t allow it. The brunette could live as a fucking cuckquean for the rest of her life for all Momo cared.

She restarts the recording of Izuku fucking Itsuka while the two tell her about their night again. But this time, Momo is imagining Ochaco spying on them the entire time, watching from afar as Izuku and Itsuka had a romantic, albeit lewd outing together.

Her fingers move furiously against her clit and slit, and the heiress cums hard and fast as she imagines it with lidded eyes. Best fantasy to fall asleep to, bar none.