Izuku Midoriya x Yang Xiao Long.
BNHA x RWBY
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His body tensed alarmingly as words reached his ears that made his rage rise like lava from an erupting volcano, his muscles responding to his call by forcibly moving his arms to reach the crevices of his pockets, taking the roll with him, while trying in vain to turn a deaf ear.
— Midoriya is leaving that geek stage every time. — A random girl commented, whispering with her friends about the things that happened in her school day. — He looks changed. — She finished as she watched her friends think about the aforementioned.
- Certain.-
— She You can see a certain air of maturity, could it be that she accepted reality? I mean, she can't be a hero without quirk or Aura.” The bread and butter always at that school were rumors that a certain non-quirky boy was trying to achieve an impossible dream, or at least a physically impossible one for the young man.
Some tried to be more docile with the young man, advising him to think of another job for his future, and others were much more, less subtle to make it clear that he would only be cannon fodder. (Katsuki)
Oh sure, in super human society, one could have two quirks, Aura or Quirk, unfortunately the Deku boy lacked both, it was a shame for him, but the others couldn't care less, after all, he was just a boy , Nope?.
As they talked, a rather sick and hideous smile grew on her face, it wasn't something that people would normally see, or something that Yang herself would let everyone see, but she couldn't care less if they saw her in those moments, which were for your personal enjoyment, oh yes.
Watching her roll with desire for her, while that smile became almost predatory, she watched intently as her prey lay on the ground while her eyes were hidden under a soft comfortable cloth so as not to bother or harm a part of her body.
— ~ Oh ~ .— She couldn't help letting out a comment from her lips, she river immersed herself in her imagination completely forgetting that those harpies, or that was how she called those women, had stopped talking of her lover.
Hot steam escaped from her mouth as her eyes widened, her throat rumbled as she avoided letting saliva out the corner of her mouth.
She couldn't help but think what she was going to do when she got to her home, though it would probably be to jump on her 'Darling'...
—Yang!.—
-Let's go? We'll miss lunch.” The young voice of her younger sister took her out of her paradise, she only snorted a little before agreeing, so that in the middle of the way she would submerge herself in her thoughts again.
With a wild smile she remembered how she met him, she would never forget that precious moment. She treasured it.
[...]
It couldn't be considered love at first sight, or so she came to think, before, well, she felt her senses being dazed by a rather euphoric sensation.
She recognized her, it was quite obvious, whether it was her actual combat or her training with her friends, she could recognize how her body acted in such a way.
Her heart was pounding, her hands were sweating, her body was trembling, her eyes were dilating, and she was getting warm.
It was obvious, when she fought she felt the same, but this time...
It was very different.
Her body acted against her will, at first she thought and attributed it to the fact of the emotion of battle, she was a born warrior, because of her genes and the fact that she loved fighting, she thought that seeing new new specimens, her body acted on instinct.
She remembered her mother muttering such a thing once while she was taking care of her before disappearing.
But she quickly discarded it when measuring the level in which all of them were, she could say that they could not kill even a medium grimm, the only salvageable was Bakugou or Bakuhoe as she called him, that guy was shit, she couldn't help but get out of She snapped with him close, for some reason her body wanted to lunge at him and crush his skull like a grape.
Obviously she was resisting, since attacking someone for no reason was pretty bad, she learned it the hard way...
But she couldn't say it was boring, since she had her team with her, and of course, one or another new friendship out there and there wouldn't be a bad thing for anyone, least of all Yang, a snort came out of her mouth as she tried to hold back
Oh, true. That was a daily bread.
Her body tensed in an inhuman way, a great overwhelming hot flush ran through her body, her eyes turned a deep blood red, her limbs twitched.
It was something wild, powerful and really irritating.
At first it was quite pleasant but then that pleasant feeling was replaced by a rather sharp discomfort, I could describe it as the stinging pain of a broken rib, by God, she hated that.
It was as if her instincts were trying to consume her from the inside out, with concern for herself, she commented this to her father, who for some reason. She could feel how the older man's body had small contractions.
- I'm not sorry. I know absolutely nothing.— It was accurate and resounding, nor did he give space to discuss the reason, but she accepted it just the same.
Without getting a concrete answer, she decides to ask her uncle, who, although drunk, told her nothing more than a curious phrase that for some reason she remembered as if it were a kind of mantra.
"No one in this world is completely free," she murmured as she took a large sip of her liquor. "Although we are not being mistreated, we are slaves to our needs and instincts." Almost like an animal.—
She couldn't help but relate the case to her faun companion, but she refrained from asking, for some reason she began to feel mistrust.
She inevitably distanced herself a little, she felt that for some reason everything she believed in was a lie, sometimes she even thought who the hell she was in all that layer of superficiality that she had when it came to being Yang Xiaolong.
And her body? Each day was worse, but she did her best to control herself, she didn't know what would happen if she got out of control.
So she followed her path until...
“Hey, are you okay?” A very low voice of hers brought her out of her thoughts.
A freckled man with greenish hair with hints of black and eyes almost as green caught her attention.
ooh! The heat rose, she had to go, soon!
- You need something?.-
Uh-oh...
[...]
She sighed a little remembering how orthodox she had become with the young man, his Cinnamon roll, shezzz.
Although of course it was only a small setback.
Being in the cafeteria, she took a lunch and carried it in a portable, while her friends looked at her with some doubt.
"Lately you carry a double ration in your bag," Blake named while she questioned her reasons, the blonde for some reason did not stop smiling.— Is there something specific?
— When I finish my personal training, I end up knackered, that's why I take water, food and some other things like magazines and that as not to get bored.— He said neither more nor less, enough to avoid questions related to food, and to change of theme.
- Training?.-
A somewhat mean smile formed on her lips but she hid it with her hand. “Oh, yes. Just a few, maybe 7 hours, maybe 8.— She said making her friends shudder a little.
- As hell!.-
"That explains why you come exhausted."
— You shouldn't force yourself so much.—
She kept talking about how to keep a workout, especially her sister, talking so fast it sounded like a slight buzz.
She raised her eyebrows a bit as she smirked, which seemed normal to the others, but the hunter's mind was something else.
— Oum, Rubs and him look so much alike, but they are fucking different.—
A sound from her brought him out of his thoughts as well as the girls in the group.
"Alarm? .- She asked the blue-eyed albino confused.
She just smiled as hers focused on the ground, a faint trace of anxiety growing. But she knew how to hide it calmly, lying was not a big deal, of course if you knew how to lie well.
- I have to go to train.-
Sweet and obscene lie.
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Oh man, his head was in another world, submerged in his own pleasure and happiness.
She remembered how she approached him, technically she raped him, that is, she took him by the wrists and put him against the wall, and the next thing she remembers was that she woke up in a house she did not know with a young man unknown to her, normally she would think that they had raped her, but no, all those glorious and hot memories came from her mind.
"P-please! Stop!"
"Don't touch there, help!"
"You're still in time to retract! Give up!"
At the time, she was scared but for some reason she didn't feel any remorse, and the idea passed through her mind of putting aside being a hunter among all the possibilities of what could happen if the young man, who slept in that other's bed, woke up
He remembered well how the green-haired man's reactions were, Zuzu! The boy was so submissive, he was like a small hatchling trying to escape from a predator.
Which was her and only her, Midoriya is a "meat" that only she can devour.
And the proof of it was simple...
“I'm back!” she yelled as she heard hurried footsteps approaching.
The green-haired man jumped on top of her and gave her a big hug, crossing her legs over her blonde's waist to avoid falling off her.—Welcome!—The freckled man yelled as he clung closer to her.
"Oh little sweetness, always so considerate and cute," she commented playfully as she held the young man with one arm, he was light, she would have no problem carrying him easily.
"Uh!" Air escaped from his mouth as he felt two hands on his butt, the green-haired man arched his back slightly as he looked at the young hunter with some surprise. now.” She swallowed hard as the blonde moved closer to her neck.
She smelled and perspired in a way that she made sure that her sighs touched the young man's skin.
The heat began to grow again!
"I guess there's no other way," he said quite nervously as he felt the girl's hands go up his back.
Oh little prey of him, always so meek, she loved him with all his heart, memories came to his mind of how they were in this strange situation, but it didn't matter, he was happy.
[...]
Izuku Midoriya was quite a strange boy from his point of view, he wasn't bad, he was even more complex than that.
The first time she saw him, he didn't feel anything strange, more than his body going numb for a few moments, but it wasn't that bad.
Her first impression of him was simple, a shy, modest and rather reserved boy.
He even came to think that he was simple and boring.
Although she understood why, since the boy was constantly harassed by everyone, even the teachers went too far with him, of course she never liked that, neither her nor her team.
But waking up with him in a bed, seeing her rather scrawny body being covered by a cloth sheet, she possibly woke up something inside her.
Things had already progressed past the point where she could defend herself.
But she still had to try.
She got out of that situation by making plausible excuses, saying that it was part of her quirk that she did that. The boy understood, even he apologized for it!
Izuku Midoriya was quite shy, closed and docile, excuse the redundancy, but he has something more, since he would probably do whatever you ask him if you insist enough.
Inevitably, that situation, that lie, and that relationship, which was supposedly only for one day, because of her lack of control.
It happened again.
She did, her body acted on her own clouding her brain, making her act against her ethics, and it did...
He quickly came to his senses, but before she knew it, he had that mythical green-haired man under the covers of him.
That "one night stand" turned into an every now and then.
Then on all weekends.
I started climbing every three days.
Twice daily...
Until he was completely lost, he had been obsessed with it.
Her body.
The curves of him.
His hands.
His neck.
Man, she loved that guy, she couldn't help but feel pleasure doing things so embarrassing to him, that she cried sometimes.
It was a pleasure, watching him squirm like that, she quickly became addicted to him.
The damn thing was sexy, she couldn't help it, she wanted to jump on him every time she saw him. It seemed even reflex or instinct.
But it wasn't her fault either...
She had never thought that boy was so...
[...]
"Manipulating bastard," she said as she ran her tongue down the young man's neck.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She played dumb, she wasn't going to say it out loud, much less to please him.
She chuckled as she ran her hands under his shirt, feeling a slight squirm from her soft touch. her all over her torso.
Oh she knew every sore spot on him, what kind of hunter would she be if she didn't know the weaknesses of his prey? It would be stupid to make a move without first having studied or trained it. But she there she had it, under her legs squirming to keep from giving him the satisfaction of knowing what he was hiding.
She knew very well what she kept to herself, she knew everything about him, his weight, height, hobbies, what she liked, what she disliked and hated.
He couldn't have something she didn't know about.
But she wanted to hear it come out of her mouth.
"Oh sweetness, why don't you say so? You fear that mom won't take care of you because of what you have hidden.” She asked with a hint of flirtation, wet whispers reaching her ears making her body react.
"It looks like someone wants to go out, so cute, but I won't do anything until I get what I want."
She was honestly more distressed than he was, she wanted to attack him in such a way that she wouldn't feel his body tomorrow, but she had to establish dominance, just like you do when you tame someone.
Normally they think they are above you, and put everything on yourself, but obviously Yang was not one of those, and less knowing the intentions.
“Y-you can't be serious, can you?” Oh man, she appreciated every silly, humiliating wail that came out of his mouth.
It was something that she loved, she was addicted to it, and many other things.
— Challenge me.—
She watched as she was contracting, trying to keep from giving in to the heat of the moment, but she wasn't going to go easy on him, so a pelvic thrust on his made him act up and he sweated hard.
Her body convulses as she tries to drown out her voice as her lust rises high.
"Please don't force me to say it."
She just smiled as she got closer.
—Then pay attention to the consequences.—
There were some things that she shouldn't touch and that was one of them, she knew the boy's past, and she didn't want to force him to talk.
[...]
While I was on the young man's body for the thirteenth time, already the sex I had with him was as if it was something that was on my mind 24/7
But this time it is different.
"Sweetness, I'm going to cum," she said as he gasped and his body contracted as he did his best not to moan loudly.
Normally Izuku, her darling, would be twitching and moaning like a bitch in heat but this day was different.
She got off him, and looked at him, seeing how she was crying, but not with pleasure, it was a cry of sadness.
- Sweetie? What happen?!.-
She whimpered, locking eyes with the boy, watching the fear grow in him.
What took her by surprise was that Izuku hugged her tightly, he was not very affectionate and in her sex he held back from her but this time it was different.
— Yang! Honey! .- Her heart skipped a beat.- Please don't leave me alone! .-
"I do not want to be alone"
"You are the only thing I have"
"Please do not leave me"
"I will do anything for you"
"I'm yours, but please don't leave me, okay?"
That was where Yang Xiao Long understood that she was the freckled man's happiness.
The boy had faced a life full of abuse and criticism, he felt the need to cling to everything that makes him happy.
Yang Xiao Long was the complete happiness of him.
[...]
"Don't worry sweetie, I'll take good care of you," she said as she hugged him.
It was normal for him to have emotional outbursts.
"Now I get it," she thought as she felt the boy's body tremble as he cried.
So unloving, full of sadness and unhappiness.
— I will take care of you, I will never leave you again.—
— I understand what my father and my uncle mean.—
—We are all slaves to our needs, I am a slave, but to Izuku, to his Abulia, but I don't care.—
"Everything will be fine, why..."
She approached his neck. "She won't be able to escape anymore."
— Ahh...—
Everything will be fine...
End...