Izuku Midoriya

Crazy? I know right!

According to popular belief, wisdom increases with age. For some people, that is true, but in this instance, the older you get, the crazier you get. This was the case for our protagonist. A man with unexpected talent, Izuku J. Midoriya. He was charming and smart, yet he was oh so insane. He kept any woman he fell in love with under his constant supervision. The love of his life was fiercely guarded by him and his people. However, as soon as they found out how crazy he was they stopped loving him, which didn't take long after they began dating, plus they only wanted him for his money, so they had no real attachment to him besides the cash. In the course of the past seven years, he has had more than seven girlfriends, none of whom have ever interacted with his friends or even family. Izuku had grown tired of the women trying to extort money from him. He desired a partner who would share his level of craziness or, as he calls it, fondness and care and still adore him for who he is. According to his childhood friends Bakugou and Todoroki, he may not be the right person for the dating scene, as they were aware of his crazy secondary personality. But in the end, they took him to a mixed-gender strip club because they wanted to let him enjoy himself and try not to kill anyone. Both groups of their friends deemed it a wise decision for him, unaware of his true personality or past relationships. " Come on, bro, it will be entertaining," Kirishima said, throwing his arm around the long-haired greenest, who simply nodded, going along with their shenanigans he knew he couldn't fight them on. "I am leaving if I don't like it." He remarked as they entered the club, music booming through the speakers. " Relax, everything will be fine." Mina remarked as she noticed a cute girl approaching her from the corner as she swayed her hips. After a short while, everyone had gone off somewhere, leaving Izuku by himself. He sighed and walked over to the now-vacant booth. He just quietly sat watching and taking note of what was happening, noticing some very interesting sights happening. He placed an order for a bottle of wine as he didn't want to continue to sit there and observe people which would make him appear even odder. Two glasses were delivered by the waitress who left with a giggle and wink as she placed her number under the glass which he simply threw away. " Well, what? You and another bitch were caught having sex. Thank goodness I didn't catch the both of you because if did, she would have been getting gut like a fucking fish! '' a woman's voice yelled from the booth next to him, which piqued his interest as he poured his glass of the crimson liquid. "Tch maine, get the fuck on! She came to me. See, this is why I can't be with your psycho ass. You always want to accuse me of doing some shit. '' Izuku raised an eyebrow at the man's comment as he swished his wine in the glass. " Nigga bye! I'm indeed fucking crazy, but that doesn't mean I'm fucking stupid. I just witnessed you kiss her nasty ass, so don't play fucking dumb with me. And she ain't 'came on to you.' because you can't make a bitch cum for shit!" Izuku stifled a little laugh as he heard her speak. "One year down the drain. If this is how you want to handle this situation. Then I am fucking through with you and your bullshit." She eventually emerged from the booth, the man then sucked his teeth before walking away. While he walked away, Izuku was stuck staring at her, she was stunning, and Izuku was entranced by her beauty. She was a curvaceous milk chocolate woman with thick wavy hair that fell to her waist and an hourglass figure that only seemed emphasized by the pure white-laced outfit she was wearing. Izuku was already entwined around her finger before he even knew who she was. He yearned for more information about the beauty. He spoke out loud. " You want to have a drink with me?" while holding up the fresh wine bottle and an empty glass. " Sure as hell do." The curtains were drawn as she entered the booth, shielding the both of them away from the rest. She took the seat next to Izuku, and he immediately became drawn in by the strong scent of jasmine. The scent of freshly cut pine caught her attention as she waited for him to pour her a glass. "So what is a woman of such beauty as yourself doing here?" Izuku inquired, attempting to determine whether she was truly worth it or not. "Well, I have a job that pays well. I just started this to annoy my boyfriend. However, I started to like it. " She remarked as she poured herself another fresh glass of wine. " What about a sugar daddy?" He questioned. " No, not really. Although I don't require one, if someone wanted to be mine, I wouldn't object". She swished her drink like he was before, questioning, "Why? Are you trying to become my sugar daddy?" "I just wanted to know what kind of person you are, sweetheart." A lazy smile touched his pink lips as he muttered the words loud enough for her to hear. She took a sip of her wine, as she complained. "Hmm, well, you could have just asked. So what exactly are you doing here? You don't appear to have any friends with you, and I don't see another girl on your lap. So?" she questioned with a slight eyebrow raise. "Well, I actually came here with my friends, but they all went with someone or went to spend time together, and I already have someone in my lap, don't I?" He smirked as he continued to drink his wine, looking at her. She observed as his Addams apple bobbed while he gulped down the red liquid, some of its contents seeping down his chin and onto the white shirt he was wearing, giving it an almost blood-red hue and causing the white fabric to stick closely to his skin down to the waistband of his pants. He seemed to be playing on her senses in an almost hypnotic way. "Isn't red a pretty color?" Izuku spoke after hearing the incredibly soft clink of the bottles being placed on the table as he watched the contents of his cup swirl around. When he looked up she was pouring the cold red liquid down her chocolate body, the cold liquid ran past her warm slit, as opposed to pouring some of it down his throat as he did. "It is," she said, closing her legs. Izuku watched as the red liquid slowly seeped from her chest and in between her legs and onto the leather sofa beneath. Izuku was mesmerized by the transformation of her once-white lace into an undefinable light red, but it was the most beautiful thing in his eyes. The red only served to increase her allure, making him long to touch the ever-so-soft skin that was glistening with the effect of the red liquid, small droplets sitting on her breast and stomach. "What a waste of alcohol. It was such a fantastic drink." She slid her finger down her chest slowly and intently, peering into the green orbs as she leaned back against the sofa, her legs spread open as she began to play with her wine-covered cunt. Soft and gentle moans escaped her lips as she began to fondle her breasts while still in contact with the green-eyed beast. As she began to finger herself, the tent in his pants grew even bigger. The moans were going directly at his cock, which was now a full-fledged tent in his pants, pushing against the fabric to be let out and burning the sweet-sounding melody into his brain. "S-so good," she moaned, her speed increased as she threw her head back, feeling the larger hands slide down her legs removing her lace underwear as the smell of cut pinewood became stronger. His large, scarred hand took the place of her own. She moaned as his long, thick fingers stroked the inside of her silky walls, curling directly and hitting her G-spot, causing her to moan loudly, the music drowning it out. His warm tongue then moved from her neck and breast to her stomach, licking away the wasted alcohol. She was like a desert oasis for a starving man. The thirst and hunger for the irresistible taste didn't stop as he sped up his thrust, making sure to curl against her g-spot, making her back arch off the sofa while holding onto his wrist as he fondled her breast, feeling the euphoric feeling of her orgasm coming. She dug her nails into his wrist, causing him to groan softly as he accelerated. His teeth slightly sunk into her thigh as he nipped at the brown skin, and her freehand became entangled in his long curly green hair. She had attempted to flee from the pleasure, but she was unable to do so, which resulted in her heavenly orgasm. He simply followed her while moving more quickly. As she released once more against his fingers, panting deeply. She heard him mutter, "You're right, what a waste," as he began licking his fingers and tasting her in between his lips. "It's a shame he didn't appreciate the beauty that was before him, but now I must take you for myself." She felt him brush against her cheek and whisper as he pulled her down and against his hips, sitting against his thighs as he kneeled on the floor. She gently rubbed against him as his hand, which felt especially cold, massaged her ass and the other brought the bottle of wine, which she thought was on the table, to his lips, took a sip, and then poured it over her, making her shiver. He smirks as he leans against her perked nipple, encasing it in his mouth and abusing it with his tongue, "I'm taking you home." he declares with a slightly smug look on his face as he teased her making her let out sweet small moans and whimpers being over with the teasing, she started to unbuckle his pants with the one hand that wasn't entangled in his hair when she felt a hard slap on her ass. She hissed at the pain, but she continued to try, "Why'd you do that?" "Because when I want to take you, and I do" He trailed his finger up and down her leaking cunt as she let out a whimper. "I want you to be as loud as you want, and just for my eyes only," he continued touching her in the dim and dark surroundings, as his green eyes reflected the lighting making them shine. She pouted her plump lips and mumbled, "But I want you now," as she slowly unzipped his pants. "Fuck, you're so beautiful," Izuku sighed as he stared at the full, brown-glossed lips that were pouting and the intense, honey-brown eyes that panned toward him. "I can't say no. Just keep it quiet, got it?" Izuku remarked as he observed her change from pouting to smiling. She freed the throbbing cock from its prison of clothing. As it brushed against her stomach. Looking at the size and girth of the monster that would be making her scream and shout if she was allowed to, "Oh my lord." she exclaimed, to be all the way truthful she had assumed that she would be able to maintain her silence or at least hold it in long enough, but it now seems unlikely given what is about to most definitely ruin her from the inside. "I hope you can keep in those pretty little moans." Izuku said as he began to line up with her hole, which was still dripping he covered the tip in her sweet juices before entering her slowly letting her adjust as she was already moaning just from the pleasurable pain. A full feeling took over her stomach once he had finally pushed himself into her tight little cunt, as she jerked a bit, feeling the hit against her G-spot. Izuku leaned down, kissing against her neck before slowly rocking his hips, hands holding onto her waist as he began to speed up. The sound of her muffled moans filled the room as Izuku grunted softly against her neck. His hands slid down and hooking underneath her legs pushing them back giving him more access as his speed went faster, the couch hitting the wall slightly with each thrust. She was on the verge of screaming, but she restrained herself tightly, biting her lip, allowing the crimson liquid to drip down to her chin while she continued to mutter a silent moan in his ear which only made him faster. He looked at her watching as she had the crimson liquid seeping down her lip he couldn't help but be more attracted to her as he muttered against her jiggling breast, "You look so fucking good with blood on you," he felt her walls close in around him. "S-shit, you're huge," she moaned as she started to reach another climax and Izuku showed no sign of slowing down. His hand gently massaged her thighs as she came all over his dick, arching her back off the couch as she pushed more of Izuku into her unconsciously. Izuku smirked, pulling out and sitting on the couch next to her, pulling her heaving body onto his lap. "Wa-wait-" Before she could finish, Izuku lifted her and lined her with his dick and pushing himself back in the warm and snug feeling coming back. "Would you like more wine?" She turned her head, lifting it off his shoulder, and nodded, taking the wine bottle and bringing it to her lips, her strength being drained as she could barely hold the bottle without shaking. But Izuku had other plans as soon as her lips touched the bottle, and she drank a bit. His cock was lodged in her womb. She clung to the bottle, spilling some of the contents on Izuku's shirt as she bit into his shoulder and drew blood, mixing with the other red liquid. He took the bottle, and poured some into his mouth, lifting her face and kissing her. As their tongues started to slowly grind against each other in a constant state of pleasure, she could taste the wine on his tongue as she felt him rubbing against the walls of her uterus. Looking down, she saw him poke from her stomach and broke off the kiss. She grabbed his shoulders and yanked at his shirt, making tiny holes in it with her nails as she said, "Y-you can go ahead." She spoke in a voice that was almost a whisper. Izuku gulped down the last of the wine and threw it to the ground. Before starting to wreck her, he tightly gripped her hips while she buried her teeth in his shoulder, feeling warm blood slowly enter her mouth and mix with hers. In total ecstasy, she yearned to scream. Her tears dripped onto his shirt as she let out soft moans in his ear. She could feel her high coming over her with a passion. "F-fuck!" She whined in his ear as he sped up, making her throw her head back, her breasts bouncing freely from the bra. Hearing her voice get louder, he covered her mouth with his hands, feeling the saliva run down her chin as she orgasmed all around his dick. "Mhmm," she moaned, feeling her eyes roll back while he continued to thrust into her, feeling his orgasm come. "Y-yesh," she mumbled through his hand. As she rode his dick the sweet pain filled her with a bliss leaving deep scratches across his entire back, as Izuku a moan. "Fuck, I'm about to cum," he muttered against her neck as the aroma of wine and lavender filled his nostrils. She whimpered as she felt the pulse from his dick as his thrust became sloppy but never lost their pace before pulling out and releasing his seed all over her ass as she leaned on him panting. "Izuku? Hey, dude, you back here?" Izuku's eyes widened as his friend called for him. "Yeah, why?" Izuku questioned as he removed the shirt he had been wearing, placing it over her and fixing it on her body. "Well, we're leaving. We have been here for a while, and we don't want to get in trouble for staying out late." Kirishima said from behind the curtain, of their friends standing behind the redhead."You guys go ahead. I have some business to take care of, so I will just see y'all at the dorms." His friends just looked at each other before looking at Kirishima. "All right, man, see you." After that, they left. Izuku was looking after the girl whose name he didn't even know, not that he wasn't going to find out everything about her. Before beginning to clean up, he made sure that she was completely covered in his shirt as he fixed his clothes. "Is there a back door or do you have to go get your things?" he remarked, as she slowly sat up before replying "Yeah, in the changing room," as she observed him restore the space to its initial condition before their arrival, leaving only the wine stains on their clothing as a reminder of their presence. He helped her up, her legs shaking and nearly causing her to fall in her heels, "I got you." He held her waist as they walked through. They had an easy time sneaking out as all the guys and girls were out on the floor. It was all clear until Izuku spotted a certain blonde and two-toned boy sitting on his car hood, waiting for them to say something. "Who's she?" Bakugo pointed at her with an attitude as Izuku held her tightly in his grip, ensuring she wouldn't fall. "I don't need to tell you." Izuku said, as he began helping her into the car. "Izuku, we just want to know if we have to help you clean a crime scene again." Todoroki said in his usual Stoic voice, He settled her into the passenger seat, feeling her honey-brown eyes look at him, watching his every move. "You better not have killed anyone again," Bakugou said, pushing himself off the hood of the car, "I didn't. Not this time guys." He said as he looked up, getting caught into her eyes. "Hmm, alright nerd, see you later," Bakugou said as he held Todotoki's hand as they walked to their car, and drove back to campus, knowing that they would be asked a lot of questions by their nosy and busybody classmates. While grabbing the seatbelt, Izuku felt her eyes gazing holes into him as if she were trying to dissect his brain for the truth. "So you've killed someone before?" She inquired, a glint of madness appearing in her eyes. Squeezing the seat belt, he sighed. "Yeah, I'm really..." He paused, observing the exhilarated expression in her eyes as he fastened her seat belt. She responds, the same tinge of insanity flickering on his own. "I have to, too." They were compelled to stare at one another, their eyes gleaming with admiration and insanity. As she slowly opened her legs the thought of them being caught doing it inside his car flashed through her mind, "Wanna go for round 2?" she asked looking down before looking up again which Izuku copied a smirk making its way onto his face as he leaned in getting into the car closing the door behind him "I'm going to ruin you this time." He said, As they engaged in a passionate kiss, Izuku leaned the seat back while unfastening her seatbelt. This time, something felt different. It could be that they had found someone who could relate to their problems, or that they were soul-tied soulmates who knew, but they knew they never wanted the other to leave them. Izuku undoes her garter belt, sliding his hand under the shirt. Her lingerie was already ruined from their earlier activities as it now hangs on by what little bit of security it had left. "What's your name, sweetheart?" Izuku inquired while kissing her neck and lightly biting the soft skin as his fingers gilded against her leaking center. , "Deliyah Stone," she muttered as she shuddered at the gentle touches to her skin. "I think your last name should be Midoriya because it fits you so
well. What do you think?" He questioned undoing his belt as she aligned himself with her core. She only uttered "Oh, fuck" as she experienced that full sensation of the warm, pulsating dick inside her womb, stretching her wider than before and reaching deeper than anyone else as he started to brutally slam into her. She was already creaming around his cock, which seemed to grow more inside of her when her euphoria struck back with a vengeance. "F-fuck s-so good," she sobbed out loud, reaching up and clinging to the back of the seat as her legs were being pushed up to her chest, and his pine scent slightly retreated as he continued to pound into her. He was no longer bothered by the other individuals trying to look inside from a distance and was only interested in getting her to the high that she desperately wanted and loved. Izuku was thankful that his windows were darkly tinted as they went at it for a while, the people unable to see beside the car as it rocked slightly and her handprints on the glass as it began to fog inside, her cries of joy could be heard from outside the vehicle. Underneath him, she was a sobbing,
blubbering mess her makeup smeared and running down her face as she orgasms once more, "Fuck you're so sexy," he
murmurs, as her walls close in around him as he prepares to cum all over her chest. He leans down on her shoulder, licking the bite marks, and holds her hands above her head, her legs around his waist, locking him in place. She muttered "Fill me u-up" under her breath as his head was resting on her neck, but she was still able to hear his gentle whimpers and moans as he filled her. Deliyah let out a scream-like moan as the mixture of their orgasms slowly seeped out of her. Even though she was slowly falling asleep, she managed to say goodnight to Izuku, who was just kissing her collarbone while smiling. Izuku slowly slid out of her, looking at the mess that was pouring out onto his leather seat. "I am going to love you so much, Deliyah," he whispered under his breath as she slept peacefully. Izuku kissed her hand before he cleaned her up. The struggle was evident since he didn't have much room to move her. He did the best that he could before getting into the driver's seat and driving off, turning on some music as background noise, not making it too loud, so he didn't wake her. After a somewhat long drive, Izuku finally arrived home to a line of maids and butlers standing outside with a man with long gray hair and a white cane standing in front of them. "Hello, Mister Midoriya. How was your evening? And where is your shirt? Madam will be very worried when she sees this." The head butler, Alfred, said as he shook his head, his long gray hair framing his worried old man's face. "Alfred, I am fine, but can someone get me a blanket? And don't worry about my mom. I run this house, not her." He said everyone was eyeing the marks that he had on his body. One of the maids standing outside went in, grabbing a blanket as Izuku opened the door. He thanked her as he took it, making sure to cover Deliyah completely. "Who's she?" Alfred asked as they made their way through the foyer. "Her name is Deliyah. Please prepare some clothes for a..." he paused, feeling her body slightly before saying her measurements. "38C, 26, 35," he said, walking to his room. "Son? What are you doing coming back so late?" His mother, Inko, asked as she rose from the couch with his father, Hisashi, standing beside her. "Hi, mom. How is your night?" He asked, walking right past them and into his room. "Don't avoid my question, young man. And where is your shirt? And what happened to you? And who is that woman?" Inko asked as they walked into Izuku's room, seeing him begin to undress Deliyah. "Don't you fucking look." He didn't even look at them, but they felt as if he was, and with a glare that could kill. They turned around. "Who is she?" Hisashi asked, fiddling with his fingers, slightly scared of his son. "My new girlfriend." He said as he went into the bathroom, running some water. "I need the stuff.'' He spoke as someone came into the room with a bag of essentials, making sure that they weren't looking. "OMG, my son brought a girl home finally!" Inko said, almost compelled to turn around and look at the girl that captivated her son. "Give me a second." He took her into the bathroom, making sure that she was submerged in the soothing hot water, which began waking her. "Oh, love, I am so sorry I woke you." He said, moving some hair out of her face. "It's fine, where are we?" she asked, sinking more into the water, not caring about her hair getting wet even though she had just got it done, not that it looked like it anymore. "My house," he said, setting everything up on the side of the tub, so she wouldn't have to reach far. "Hmm okay. I got it. Izuku." She gave him a lazy smile and took the Loofah from his hands and into the bubbly rose water. "Alright, yell if you need me, okay?" He said as he left, not before placing a kiss on her forehead. When he left, he was met by the sight of his parents sitting on his bed, the torn lingerie and messed up white shirt in between them. "So what does she do?" Izuku shrugged, taking the items and throwing them into the garbage that was to be burned. "How do you not know, isn't that your girlfriend?" Hisashi asked "I don't know, we just met," Izuku said as he turned around both his parents staring at the deep scratch marks that reached from his lower waist to his shoulders. "You.... Brought a girl you don't know back home?!" His mother shouted, but instantly, quieting down from the glare that he gave. "Remember who pays for the fucking house you live in. the clothes you buy, the food you eat. Remember that this house is under my name, so don't think that you can choose and make decisions in my fucking life. You got that?" They both nodded quickly before he sat down in his black chair, one leg crossed over the other, his hands resting in his lap. "So you either shut the fuck up and let me live my fucking life, or you can get the fuck out of my house." He said his voice was laced with venom, and he glared at them as his hands rested in his lap. "W-we understand," they muttered, scared that he would harm them in some way since he did so and too many people who disobeyed him before. But who that they would wed in a once-in-lifetime chance under a total lunar eclipse that completed exactly when they shared their first kiss as a married couple. What a interesting start of a relationship.