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Pleasant Nightmares for a Captured Soul

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Little gasps and breathless mewls fill the air as pleasure courses through his body.  From the tips of his toes to the top of his head is engulfed in mind-numbing pleasure.  His cocklet flaming red and achy from not being allowed to cum, the cock ring securely cutting off his orgasm.  His hands fist his cotton sheets damp with his sweat to try and ground himself. His head thrashes back and forth as tears spill down his cheeks from the intense, searing pleasure. 

“M-more!” He manages to gasp out, able to control his mouth for a moment.  “Please!”

“Shh, little one.  I will give you what you want.  Just have patience.”  

Izuku looks up at the gorgeous creature hovering over him, unsure of how he even got here. 


“Kacchan, why are you giving me this book?”  Izuku looks down at the book of demonology in his hands.

“It’s your dare, Shitty Nerd.  I dare you to summon a demon!”

“Bakugo, that is not the proper behavior of an officer of the law!” Iida exclaims, standing up.

“Sit down, Glasses!  We’re playing Truth or Dare.  Proper behavior doesn’t exist,” Bakugo retorts.

Sighing heavily, Iida sits down and adjusts his glasses.  “You make a good point.”

“S-seriously, Kacchan?”

“Seriously.  I want you to summon a demon.”

Sighing because he knows he won’t be able to get out of it, Izuku stands up and walks into his kitchen to look for the things he needs.  “Right. Of course, you do.”

“You’re really just gonna do it?” Uraraka asks as she watches Izuku rifle through his cabinets.  

“Kacchan’s dares are serious.  He’ll never let me live it down if I refuse to do it.”

“But you know you shouldn’t play with that kind of stuff.”  She shivers.

“I’ll be fine, Uraraka-kun.  Thank you for your concern. While I’m gathering everything, I’ll go so we can keep this game moving.  Denki, Truth or Dare?”

“Hit me with a dare!”

“Hmm…”  He sees something in his cabinet that makes him grin.  “I dare you to go give Peanut a treat.” Peanut is his cat who hates Kaminari.

Everyone laughs as Kaminari pales and sputters.  "Aww, come on!" He whines, standing up and walking into the kitchen to get the bag of treats.  "Here you go, Peanut," he coos nervously, tiptoeing up to the cat tree where said cat rests. 

The cat looks down at the blond, unimpressed, before standing up and stretching. 

Kaminari flinches and holds out a treat on a shaky palm.  "Here's a treat for you, Kitty." 

Sniffing the treat, Peanut moves back and swats Kaminari's hand away like it was offending him and hisses. 

Kaminari shrieks in fear and scrambles away, cradling his hand to his chest.  He instantly goes and hides his face Sero's neck. 

"It's okay, Baby," Sero coos while shaking with laughter.  "Peanut will leave you alone now." 

"That was cruel, Deku," Bakugo snorts.  "But I like it!" 

Letting out a few chuckles of his own, he grabs his handful of supplies and walks back out to the living room.  "Peanut just adores you, Denki." 

"Lies!  You are spouting so much bullshit it's not even funny!" He cries, clutching Sero tighter. 

"Got all your shit, Deku?" 

"Yeah," he sighs.  "But keep in mind that it probably won't work. I don't know how to pronounce Latin very well." 

“If you don’t summon the demon, then you fail the dare and have to take the penalty.”

“Now that’s just cruel, Babe,” Kirishima speaks up, gently smacking Bakugo on the bicep.  “Most people can’t summon them.”

“I guess.  At least try to make something happen.”

Sighing and nodding, Izuku clears off the coffee table and opens the book to a random page.  “I hope you’re not expecting a certain one, Kacchan.”

“Nah.  I’ll just be impressed if you manage to do it,” he replies, throwing his arm around Kirishima’s shoulders.

“Thanks, Kacchan.”  Carefully setting up the summoning circle and the barrier circle, he begins to chant the Latin words in the book needed for the summoning.  As he chants, he’s surprised to see smoke beginning to curl up from the salt that makes up the circles. Taking the steak knife he borrowed from his kitchen, he makes a slice on his finger and allows the blood to drip onto the circle.  When it hits the salt, it bubbles and fizzes and everyone gasps. Taking a step back, Izuku falters for a moment in his chanting but quickly picks back up again. The lights in the room begin to flicker and the apartment begins to shake.  Lightning arcs off the summoning circle in short little bursts, but when Izuku is done chanting, everything goes back to normal. The lights stop flickering, the salt in the circle stops bubbling, the lightning disappears, and the apartment stops shaking.

Everyone looks around with wide eyes, expecting some horrifying creature to be lurking somewhere in the room.

“That...was even more terrifying than Peanut,” Kaminari breathes, holding onto Sero for dear life.  “I’d take Peanut any day.”

“Y-yeah,” Bakugo stutters slightly before clearing his throat.  “You did more than I thought you would, so you don’t have to take the penalty.”

Breathing a sigh of relief, Izuku grabs the bandage he brought out and bandages his finger.  “Phew. I’m glad that’s over.” He looks over at Bakugo. “I told you, Kacchan, that nothing would probably happen.  I doubt that I would’ve been able to summon anything with my terrible Latin pronunciation.”

“Yeah, yeah.  Sparky, it’s your turn.”

“R-right.”  Clearing his throat, he looks around the circle.

“Uraraka, Truth or Dare?”


The night passes swiftly and soon everyone is leaving the apartment.  Breathing a sigh of relief when he walks back into the quiet, Izuku goes about cleaning up.  He throws away all the food wrappers and beer cans littering his floor (most of them centered around where Bakugo was sitting) before getting the vacuum out to take care of the crumbs on the floor.  As he vacuums, he accidentally knocks into the coffee table, making his own drinking class slide over and mess up the barrier circle.  

“Oh no!” He gasps, stopping the vacuum and staring at the circle.  “I should probably get rid of this too. Definitely.”

However, before he can turn the vacuum on again, the lights begin flickering and the apartment shakes as the salt in the barrier circle bubbles and fizzes before dissolving.  Peanut begins yowling and running around in circles before it suddenly stopped. Officially freaked out, he vacuums up the rest of the salt and puts the vacuum away. Casting one last nervous look back at his living room, he shuts the lights off and heads into his room.  Taking a quick shower, he falls into bed without any clothes because of how exhausted he is.

I’ll put clothes on in a few minutes.   He yawns and his eyes drift closed, his body naturally pulling blankets over himself and curling up underneath.  Just a few minutes…


Waking up with a gasp, Izuku sits up and looks around wildly.  When he realizes that he’s all alone, he shakes his head with a groan and runs a hand through his hair.  “I need water.” Standing up and not caring about his nakedness, he walks out into his living room and grabs his glass from the coffee table and heads into the kitchen to get some water.  Filling up his cup, he takes a sip when movement out in the living room catches his eye.  

"What the…?" He mumbles, flipping on the kitchen light and blinking in the sudden light.  Peering out into the living room, he sees something on his coffee table. Walking closer, he notices the summoning circle made out in salt on the table.  Now, he should've remembered that he vacuumed it up earlier before he went to bed, but because he was half asleep he didn't think anything of it and turned to go back to bed.  "Probably was nothing." Heading back into his bedroom, he puts his glass on his nightstand and collapses into bed. 

Just as he's finally falling asleep, he feels large, warm, calloused hands sliding up his thighs.  He lets out a confused shriek and sits up, looking around. Finding no one, he rubs his hands over his thighs and shivers.  What was that?  Laying back down, Izuku sighs and tries to relax.  It's not long, however, before those hands are back on his thighs.  Reaching down to brush those hands away, he whimpers in fear when he cannot find the hands and arms the feeling is coming from.  His eyes frantically search the dark room, but he cannot find anything or anyone. “Wh-who’s there?”

He receives no answer and the hands disappear.  Then suddenly, Izuku feels the same large hands stroking his cheeks from above.  He looks up in shock to see a pair of blue eyes glowing in the dark. A strange hissing sound comes from the direction of the eyes before the light on his desk eerily flickers to life.  With the light on, Izuku can clearly see a person--no, a creature--hovering over him.

“Wh-what?”  A scream threatens to bubble out of his throat as his breathing picks up.  What is going on?

“Hello, little morsel.  Thank you for inviting me into your bed.”  A deep voice comes from the creature

“Wh-what are you?”

“What am I?”  The creature seems surprised.  “You summoned me; you should know what you summoned.”

“I...I just flipped open to a random page!  It was a dare!” Izuku splutters, not moving an inch lest the creature--no, demon--hurt him.

Letting out a disappointed sigh, the creature moves off of him and goes to sit on the edge of the bed.  “Why is it always dares?!” The creature moans. “I’m so hungry!”


“I’m an incubus, little morsel.  Every time I get summoned, I usually get to eat.  Or, at least that’s how it was over a century ago.  Now I only get accidental summons because nobody believes that we can actually be summoned.”

“W-wait, I thought incubi could just infiltrate our dreams.”  Izuku is puzzled at this bit of new information.

“Being that I’m a high-ranking incubus, I live by different rules.  I have to be summoned during certain periods of the year.”


They fall into an awkward silence, each of them turning to observe the other.  Izuku looks on to see that the creature is very well-built, not too muscular, but not super lean either.  The creature’s eyes aren’t the standard red, but a beautiful, sparkling blue. The creature’s skin is flawless, sporting a few scars here and there on its arms.  Its hair is blond and spiky, slicked up into an odd-looking cowlick with two curved horns poking up from its head. The creature has claws on its fingertips and a tail protruding from the base of his spine.  The creature’s legs are encased in what looks like black leather pants while it’s top is bare. Its ears are pointed, like an elf’s and scattered all across the bare skin are patches of scales. Two sharp teeth peek out from under the top lip of the creature.

The creature smirks.  “Like what you see?”

Blushing, Izuku averts his eyes.  “S-so since I accidentally summoned you, you can leave, right?”

Taking a moment to look Izuku over, it sighs.  “No. I cannot.” He licks his lips in anticipation as his eyes drift over Izuku’s body.  Those beautiful blue eyes take in the slightly muscular, naked form that is sprawled out in front of him.  The messed up green hair, bleary eyes, rosy cheeks, and slight form all contribute to make Izuku look even more alluring to the creature.  “I can only leave after forming a contract and fulfilling it.”

“W-wait, what?  That doesn’t make much sense.”

It frowns.  “Yes, I realize that.  However, that’s how a summoning works.  So what do you want?”

“What do I...I don’t know!”

In a flash, the creature is back in his face.  One of those large, warm, calloused hands is stroking his face while the other grabs his hand.  And , Izuku realizes, he's kneeling over me.  "Oh, I know what you want.  It's what everyone wants. And I'm fully prepared to give it to you," he purrs.

"Wh-what do you mean?" 

"I could sense your arousal as soon as you laid eyes on me, little morsel.  You like how I look."

“I-I…”  Izuku trails off when he realizes that the creature is right.

“What’s your name, little morsel?  Or would you prefer being called ‘little morsel’ for the entirety of the time I’m here?”

“I-Izuku.  My n-name is Izuku Midoriya.”

The creature grins ferally and licks its lips.  “Well, Izuku, my name is Mirio Toogata. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Gulping, he nods.  “R-right.”

“Now, you have to verbally tell me what you want so we can form a contract.  Once I fulfill it, I'll leave you alone until you summon me again." The creature--no, Mirio--smiles seductively at him. 

Izuku balks, unsure of what to do.  He feels overwhelmed. What do I do?   With the hands cupping his face and holding his hand, he feels trapped.  But a good trapped. Why do I not feel scared?

Mirio frowns.  “I’m overwhelming you, aren’t I?”  He steps back a moment. “Sorry.” He starts, feeling not like himself.  What the hell am I doing?  Why am I caring that I’m overwhelming him?  Overwhelming him is a good thing; it means that I get to eat!

“U-uhm, M-Mirio-s-san?  Are you o-okay?”

The hesitant voice of his meal snaps him out of his thoughts.  Glancing over, he finds the little morsel looking at him with concern swimming in his eyes.  “I’m fine,” he answers shortly, upset at himself for getting distracted. Turning on his seductive aura and pumping out pheromones, he turns to Izuku again.  “So? Wanna tell me what you wish for?”

He blushes.  “U-uh, well, I’d like to find my soulmate,” he says quietly.  “But if you help me do that, I’ll let you eat till you’re full.”

Feeling stunned to the point of freezing, Mirio just stares at Izuku in shock.  He wants to find his soulmate?  And he’ll let me eat? You don’t see this kind of morsel often.   “You sure that’s what you want to wish for?” He asks after shaking himself out of his shock.

He nods decisively.  “Y-yes! That’s what I want!”

“Very well.”  Focusing his magic, he enchants Izuku’s eyes so he can follow the red string to his soulmate.  Once he’s finished, he turns to prepare to eat when a soft voice stops him in his tracks.

“It’s you!” Izuku whispers in awe, staring up at Mirio with an unknown emotion swimming through his eyes.

Instantly enchanting his own eyes, Mirio sees that he does, indeed, seem to be connected to Izuku.  Immediately his hunger changes to passion and he’s on Izuku in a second. “So we are,” he purrs. “And that means I can feed off of you without hurting you.”

Pain fills his eyes.  “I-is that all you want f-from me?” He whimpers.

Mirio freezes, panic welling up in his soul.  “N-no! I just meant that it was a bonus!” Crap!  I don’t know how to deal with this!   “U-uh!”

A giggle erupts from Izuku’s throat.  “You’re really awkward at this, huh?” He asks.

He frowns.  “Well, I’ve never had a soulmate before.”  Mirio pouts and looks away from him.

Small, delicate hands turn his face back to Izuku.  “It’s okay. We’ll both have to figure this out together.”

Mirio goes to say something but is stopped when his stomach growls extremely loudly.  He turns bright red and stuffs his face into Izuku’s neck, making him squeak. “I’m so hungry!” He moans.

The sudden, sharp smell of Izuku’s arousal floods the air.  “U-uhm, I did say that if you helped me find my soulmate, you could eat,” he says, slightly panting and squirming at the uncomfortable tightness in his pants.

Ah, it seems my pheromones got to him.   “You did.  However, since we are soulmates, I don’t want our first time to be just because we made a contract and I was hungry.”

“I don’t mind, especially because I know that you and I will have plenty of other times together.”

Mirio begins to reply when a sudden thought has him stopping.  “You accepted me really easily, even though I’m a demon. Shouldn’t you be freaking out right about now?”

Izuku stares up at him.  “I mean, it is a little bit scary that you’re a demon, but we’re soulmates so I trust you.  Don’t you trust me?” He asks, his eyes going wide as tears make them look like shimmering emeralds. 

His own eyes go wide as the distraught look shoots straight to his dick.  “That’s not it!” He exclaims in a panicked tone. Watching Izuku begin to worry his lower lip between his teeth, he groans.  “I just don’t want to do something and then have you panic later and throw me out when it finally hits.”

"Oh."  He turns his head away and fights the urge to cry.  "Okay." 

Groaning again, this time because he can feel how hurt Izuku is, Mirio grabs his chin and tilts Izuku's head so they're facing each other again.  "Look, I'm not saying no. I'm just saying no right now." 

"B-but you're hungry," he mumbles, a pout clear on his face. 

Mirio's stomach grumbles again and his arousal spikes at the mention of his hunger.  "I already told you that I can feed off of your arousal, Sweet One." 

“What if I want you to eat?” He asks, his eyes wide in an attempt to stop his tears.  “Please?”

He gulps, his resolve crumbling at the looks Izuku is giving him.  “A-are you sure?”

Izuku nods.  “I’m sure.”

“If I start now, I’m not going to stop.  And there’s a high risk that I might turn you into one of my kind, most likely a succubus, just because we’re soulmates.  Compatibility for transformations runs high in demon/human soulmates.” His voice has dropped to a low growl, barely able to hold back.

“I trust you.  Whatever is supposed to happen will happen.  Now, please eat.” Izuku bites his lower lip again and pouts slightly.  “Stop delaying!”

Unable to hold back, Mirio swoops in and connects their lips in a hungry, desperate kiss.  His tongue teases the seam of Izuku’s lips, coaxing them open so he can properly devour the greenette.  His hands softly begin to roam over Izuku’s bare skin, tracing each dip and curve of the surprisingly muscular, but still soft body.  He would make a perfect succubus .  The irrational part of his mind starts speaking.  Just imagine him feeding off of you just as you would feed off of him!  

A whimper breaks him out of his thoughts and he parts their kiss so Izuku can breathe.  Izuku slumps back against the bed and tries to catch his breath. His eyes are glazed over and glassy and his chest heaves.  “P-please!”

“Calm down, Bunny.  Have patience and you will be rewarded,” he coos, smoothing a hand over Izuku’s cheeks as he makes his clothing disappear.  “Move back for me.”

Like he’s under a trance, Izuku moves back so he’s in the center of his bed.  He watches as Mirio’s muscles flex as he crawls over him. I probably should be scared because I have a demon as my soulmate, but I don’t think I am.  I don’t think I will be at any point.   He bites his lip and chances a glance down in between Mirio’s legs.  I think I’m going to pass out!  He’s huge!

“What are you thinking about, Bunny?” Mirio purrs with a smirk, catching where Izuku is looking.

“H-how is that g-going to fit?” He asks, his eyes wide with apprehension.

“It will trust me.  We’re soulmates. We’re made for each other.”  Leaning down, Mirio connects their lips again to distract him from his fingers.  His fingers trace down, circling around Izuku’s weeping cock and stroking it lightly before bringing his hand even further down and circling his hole.  “Such a good boy. Just relax.” Gently pressing his finger in, he hears a hiss from Izuku.

“It hurts,” he whimpers.

Frowning, Mirio tries to think.  Human males don’t self-lubricate.  I need to figure out something…

“I-I have l-lube i-in my n-nightstand,” Izuku stutters, reaching down to pull Mirio’s finger out of him.  “L-let me get it.”

He watches as Izuku turns over and shimmies his way over to his nightstand where he pulls out some lube out and places it on the bed.  He barely has a chance to turn around and situate himself again before Mirio is snatching up the lube and squirting some on his fingers.  "W-wait, do you even know how to use that?" 

Mirio pauses and takes a moment to stare at him.  "Of course I do. I'm an incubus after all." 

Izuku blushes.  "R-right." He settles back and watches as Mirio moves back in between his legs.  I wonder if he actually does know how to use it; he seemed confused when I said his finger hurt.

“Are you ready?” He asks, moving his hand back down to in front of Izuku’s entrance.  At his hesitant nod, Mirio gently presses his finger back in. “Does this feel better?”

Izuku’s head drops back as a surge of pleasure races up his spine.  “M-much,” he murmurs, biting down on his lower lip and fighting the urge to roll his hips.  “P-please!”

“I have to go slow, Bunny, or else I’ll end up hurting you.”  As he’s saying this, he adds in another finger and begins scissoring him open.  “Let me hear you, Bunny. I wanna hear all those delicious moans coming from your mouth as I make you feel good,” he rasps, leaning down and nibbling on Izuku’s ear.

The tips of Mirio’s fingers brush against something in him that makes him see stars as white-hot pleasure washes over him.  “Ah!” He cuts off his scream by biting down on his lip again, his hips bucking up.

Mirio pulls back and stares down at him with a smirk.  “Found it,” he whispers, reaching over and pulling Izuku’s lip from his teeth.  “I thought I said I wanted to hear you?” Keeping his fingers in Izuku’s mouth to keep it open, he adds another finger and begins pumping them in and out of the greenette roughly.

As Mirio’s fingers continually brush against his prostate, moans spill from his opened mouth.  His hands fist the sheets in an attempt to ground himself while the pleasure courses through his veins.

“How does it feel, Izuku?” He asks.  “How does it feel to be eaten by an incubus?”

When the fingers are removed from his mouth, Izuku swallows before replying, “I don’t know, why don’t you show me?  Because as far as I know, no incubus has ever had a taste.”

Groaning himself, Mirio removes his fingers and lubes up his cock.  “You’re about to find out!” He grunts as he shoves inside.

Moans of pleasure escape the two of them as they each struggle not to cum.  Izuku feels full and sated, pleasure racing through him. He’s so big!   Mirio feels blissed out as Izuku’s walls clench around his cock.  So this is what it’s like with your soulmate!  I’m never having sex with another person other than him again!   His eyes roll back in his head as Izuku’s walls go impossibly tight around him before relaxing slightly.

“M-move!  P-please!” Izuku whimpers, his hips thrusting up.

Growling, Mirio grips Izuku’s hips and starts hammering into him.  “Let it out, Bunny. I wanna hear you scream !” He taunts, a hungry smirk on his face.  He watches as Izuku’s mouth drops open and a slew of moans and groans spill from it.  He would make an irresistible succubus!   Mirio blinks and falters slightly at his thoughts.  No, no.  I have to wait to turn him until I get his permission.

“P-please!  Mirio!” Izuku begins chanting his name as he struggles to hold on to himself.  Each time Mirio bottoms out, his cock pegs his prostate dead on and it sends waves of pleasure shooting up his spine.  So good!

“Tell me how I’m making you feel, Izuku,” he whispers in Izuku’s ear before leaning down and kissing right behind his ear.  “I wanna know.” He moves so his lips travel up and down Izuku’s neck.

“S-so good!”  His back arches as Mirio’s lips graze against a sensitive spot at the junction where his neck and shoulder meet.  “S-so full! I f-feel s-so f-full!”

“Yeah?  Keep going.  Tell me more!” He purrs.

“You’re c-cock feels s-so big and g-good inside!”  His words start to slur and his hips start to thrust into Mirio’s thrusts.  “G-gonna c-cum!”

“Yeah?  So am I.  I’m gonna cum because of how tight you feel around my hard, throbbing cock!  I’m gonna cum so deep inside you that you’ll never be able to clean it out.” He can feel his canines sharpening.  Gotta keep control.  Can’t mark him and turn him without his consent.   “I just wanna bury my teeth in your neck and make you mine!  So that no one else can have you! You’ll be my Bunny for all of eternity!”

Izuku, who up to this point had been teetering on the edge, jumps into his orgasm as Mirio possessively growls out his claim.  “AH! MIRIO!” His back arches up as he latches on to the sheets. His head snaps back and his eyes roll back into his head as he cums, shooting onto his and Mirio’s abdomens.

Mirio’s eyes go wide as Izuku’s walls clamp down on his cock and he finds himself cumming.  As the pleasure washes over him, he finds himself biting down on Izuku’s sweet spot. He shoots deep inside Izuku and his hips stutter as he rides out their orgasms.

The last thing he remembers is realizing what he’s done before drifting off into oblivion, his tummy full and his hunger sated.  Izuku isn’t far behind, his last thoughts being, I finally found my soulmate!


A strong, burning hunger rouses Izuku from his sleep and makes his eyes flutter open.  He scents the air and smells something absolutely delicious. Hmm, I wonder what that smell is…   Before he can ponder too long on his thoughts, the hunger sends pangs through him and his mind becomes a little bit hazy.  Sitting up, he follows his nose around his house, looking for the source of it. He finds Mirio lounging on his couch, watching some random cartoon on television.

“Morning, Bunny,” he rumbles, glancing over with a smile.  The smile soon turns into an expression of surprise as Izuku straddles his waist.  “Well, this is a surprise.”

“I’m hungry and you smell so good!” He moans, circling his hips over Mirio’s bare lap.  


“Mhmm.”  He reaches down in between them and grabs Mirio’s cock.  “I’m hungry for this!” He bites his lip and strokes the blond’s cock to life before putting it to his hole and beginning to sink down.

Mirio moans and grips his hips.  “Wait, Bunny, we need to talk about some things first!”  

Izuku cuts him off with a kiss, his tongue delving deep into Mirio’s mouth.  No talking.  Just eating!

Shit, he’s going to be so upset when I tell him that I lost control and turned him last night!   The wet heat of Izuku’s new genitals makes it hard for him to concentrate.  I hope he won’t be too crushed when he’s done eating.

Izuku rides him roughly, loving the feeling of Mirio’s cock dragging along his sensitive walls.  “G-gonna c-cum!”

“That’s it, Bunny.  Milk my cock! Take it all!” He grunts, slamming in one more time as he cums deep within Izuku’s tight, hot channel.

Wailing with pleasure, Izuku slumps against Mirio.  “Mmm...heavenly,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to Mirio’s neck.

It’ll hit in…

Izuku jolts up.  “Oh my god! What did I do?  What am I feeling? Why does down there feel so weird?”

“Shh, calm down, Bunny, and let me explain.  But please refrain from judging me until you hear everything, okay?”

“Okay,” he whispers, cuddling close as Mirio runs a hand through his hair.

“So, I believe I told you that there was a high probability of me turning you, right?”

Izuku thinks back to the night prior, trying to sort through the fog that surrounded him once he found out Mirio was his soulmate.  “Uhm, yes, I believe I do remember. Why?” Mirio just looks down at him, smiling uncomfortably. “Oh. Oh !  You turned me, huh?”  

“Yeah.  I’m sorry.”  His voice comes out uncharacteristically small as if he’s afraid of Izuku’s response.

“It’s not like you didn’t warn me.  If I wasn’t okay with being transformed, I wouldn’t have let you feed off me.  I don’t regret my decision one bit!”

Mirio perks up, smiling largely at him.  “I’m so happy that you aren’t angry with me!”

“No, I’m not angry with you.  But you’re gonna have to explain to me what the hell is going on with my body.  Because as I become more aware of myself and that I went through some changes, I’m beginning to feel some things that I should not be feeling as a male and it’s starting to freak me out!”

“Oh, right.  Let me explain what you’re going to be experiencing now…”


“Okay, so, let me get this straight: the incubi are the alphas and they’re the ones that impregnate others.  The succubi are the omegas and they’re the ones who become impregnated?”

“That’s right.”

“And incubi and succubi can be either male or female?”


“And if a female is an incubus, she’ll have both parts.  And if a male is a succubus, he’ll have both parts?”


“So, I have both a penis and a vagina?”

Mirio winces slightly.  “Well, technically your penis would now be a cocklet because of how small it is.  And yes, you also have a vagina.”

“Oh boy.”  Izuku doesn’t know how to react to that revelation.  Well, I know how both work, so I think if I just ignore it for now, I won’t freak out.

“Anything else you’d like me to go over?”

“Uhm, so, can humans be turned into both incubi and succubi?  Or is it just succubi?”

He pauses to think for a moment.  “Uhm, let’s see how I can explain this…so, you know how I explained alphas and omegas to you?”  At Izuku’s nod, he continues. “So, humans could technically be classified as betas. They’re neither alpha nor omega, they don’t produce slick like omegas, and they can both impregnate and be impregnated as a male and female respectively.  However, they’re dynamic can be easily changed if they’re marked and mated by an incubus or succubus. If an incubus marks and mates them, they will most likely be changed into a succubus. If a succubus marks and mates them, they will most likely be changed into an incubus.  I say most likely because of the compatibility for transformations. Some humans cannot be changed. We’re not sure why, either. It could be a mental block they have, or they just do not have the physical capability to be changed.”

“That’s so interesting!  I can’t wait to learn more!”  Before Izuku can say anything else, however, he doubles over with hunger again.  “So, if I’m a succubus, then this hunger means I want sex, right?”

“Right.  As a newly turned succubus, you’re going to need to constantly feed off of me.  I hope you don’t need to go into work.”

“How long will this last?  I have sick time and vacation I can use if need be!” He gasps, clenching down hard on Mirio’s cock that still rests inside him.

“Ah, usually a week.  Sometimes less.”

“Okay.  L-let me just go get my phone and text my boss.  I’m sure Kacchan or someone will be able to take my shifts.”  He whimpers as he pulls off of Mirio and stumbles into the bedroom.  Shooting a quick text to his boss, he collapses onto the bed as a voracious hunger takes him over.  “Oh gods! Please!” He whimpers.

Mirio suddenly appears, smirking as he takes in the sight before him.  “Now that you’re a succubus, we can have so much more fun!”


Little gasps and breathless mewls fill the air as pleasure courses through his body.  From the tips of his toes to the top of his head is engulfed in mind-numbing pleasure.  His cocklet flaming red and achy from not being allowed to cum, the cock ring securely cutting off his orgasm.  His hands fist his cotton sheets damp with his sweat to try and ground himself. His head thrashes back and forth as tears spill down his cheeks from the intense, searing pleasure. 

“M-more!” He manages to gasp out, able to control his mouth for a moment.  “Please!”

“Shh, little one.  I will give you what you want.  Just have patience.”  

Izuku looks up at the gorgeous creature hovering over him, unsure of how long he can hang on.  “Mirio! Please!”

Grunting, Mirio can feel himself getting closer to cumming.  “Are you ready, Bunny? Do you want to cum?”

“Yes!” He begs, a sob breaking through.  “Please! I wanna cum! I’m so hungry!”

Mirio removes the cock ring from around Izuku’s cocklet.  “Cum!” He orders.

With a loud wail, Izuku cums.  His walls clamp down on Mirio cock and his back arches to an obscene degree.  “MIRIO!”

When Izuku’s walls clamp down, Mirio cums.  His hips stutter, helping to ride out both of their orgasms.

With both of them drained from feeding each other multiple times in the last few hours, they both collapse onto the bed and immediately fall asleep.  Their bodies move subconsciously so they’re cuddled up together with not a care in the world.

But it wouldn’t always be this way...



Here's what Incubus Mirio looks like curtesy of a friend of mine, HayleyB on tumblr!

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After spending a week having the hottest sex ever, Izuku feels full and sated.  He reclines back in his bed, running his fingers through Mirio's silky hair.  "I have to go back to work tomorrow," he hums out loud even though Mirio is asleep.  "I wonder how you'll do when I'm gone for my regular shifts." 

Mirio lets out a little grumble, mumbling something incomprehensible, before nuzzling his face into Izuku's stomach with a soft purr. 

Smiling to himself, Izuku lets himself be lured to sleep by the sound of Mirio's breathing.  However, it's not long before his phone starts ringing, waking them both up fully. 

"Noisy!" Mirio grumbles, rolling over and stuffing his head under a pillow. 

Letting out a groan of his own, Izuku reaches over and grabs his phone.  "Hello?" 

"Deku?  Did you finally pick up, you useless nerd?!" 

He sighs.  "Hello, Kacchan.  What do you want?" 

"I'm just calling to remind you that you come back to work tomorrow!  You can't be sick anymore!" 

“Kacchan, you can’t tell me that I’m not allowed to be sick anymore.  It doesn’t work like that.”

“I can do whatever I want, Nerd!  I’m tired of picking up your shifts!  You’d better be coming back in to work tomorrow!”

Before he can respond, there’s loud arguing on the phone before someone else comes on the line.  “Midoriya?”

“Oh, hello, Kirishima.”

“Hello.  Don’t mind Katsuki.  He’s just worried about you.”

“Yeah, I kinda guessed,” he chuckles, hearing Bakugo’s loud protests over the phone.

“But, I gotta ask: are you coming in soon?  I know that your sick leave is technically up tomorrow, but I just wanna make sure.”

“Don’t worry, Kirishima, I’m coming in tomorrow.  I feel so much better and can't wait to start work again!" Izuku says, reassuring his friend.  “I also have some exciting news that I can’t wait to share with all of you tomorrow!  Who’s on tomorrow?”

“Uhh, most of us, to be honest.  We got slammed with a bunch of small cases that Captain Aizawa and All Might want solved right away.  They even hired some new people.  Especially because Iida and Uraraka went away to visit Iida’s family for a week.”

“Wow.  Okay.”

“Hey, Midoriya, can I ask you something kinda personal?”

“Of course, Kirishima.  What’s wrong?”

“You got sick the day after we played Truth or Dare.  Katsuki dared you to summon a demon.  Do you remember all the weird shaking and smoking that happened at your place?”

Izuku frowns.  “Y-yeah, I do.”

“Nothing...happened, right?  No...demons showed up?  You’re okay?”

He laughs nervously.  “N-no demons showed up.  I’m completely fine!”

Mirio snorts.  “Damn straight you’re fine!”

“Midoriya, who was that?”

Izuku pushes Mirio’s head back into the pillow.  “Haha, no one!  It was no one!”

“Midoriya, are you sure you’re okay?  You sure nothing happened that night?  You don’t feel...drained or anything?”

“I-I’m totally fine, Kirishima!  Thank you for worrying about me!  I’m sorry, but I have to go!  My m-mom’s calling me!”  Without waiting for an answer, Izuku hangs up the phone and breathes a sigh of relief.

“You’re a horrible liar, Bunny,” Mirio chuckles, sitting up.

“Thanks,” he replies dryly.  “You’re part of the problem.  Kirishima heard you!”

“Kirishima?  That name sounds familiar…”  Mirio dives into his thoughts, leaving Izuku to flop back onto the bed.

“I’m going to go back to sleep.”  Closing his eyes, it doesn’t take him long to fall back to sleep.


“Bunny, you need to get up.  It’s dinner time and your phone has been ringing nonstop for the last ten minutes.”  Mirio gently shakes Izuku, running a hand through his hair.

“Urgh, who’s calling?”

Mirio picks up the phone and squints at it.  “Urm, someone named Uraraka.  You also have lots of text messages from her and someone named Iida.”

Bolting upright, Izuku just narrowly avoids Mirio’s head.  “Oh no!” He groans, quickly leaping to his feet and running into the bathroom with his phone.  “Get dressed!  Get dressed right now!  I don’t wanna chance either of them showing up with us being undressed.  There are way too many things for them to pick at if we stayed undressed.”

“Okay.”  Snapping his fingers, Mirio dresses himself in a pair of jeans and a red t-shirt; his hair coiffed perfectly, he stands and strides after Izuku.  “You know, all you have to do is use your magic and you’ll be clean and dressed in no time at all.”

Izuku turns and looks at him blankly for a moment before snapping his fingers.  Instantly, his body feels clean and a pair of briefs appear on him.  “Whoa!” He breathes.  “This will definitely be handy if I’m running late or something.  But I’ll probably still shower and get dressed the old fashioned way most times.”

“Well, you’ll need practice to completely dress yourself.  But at least you have underwear on.”

“That’s true.”  Quickly heading into his closet, Izuku throws on a pair of joggers and a sky blue t-shirt with the words ‘Tank Top’ on it.  Running a hand through his hair, Izuku quickly moves out of the bedroom and into the living room.  “Do I still need to eat human food now that I’m an incubus?” He asks as he scrolls through all the text messages left for him by Iida and Uraraka in the last few hours.

“You don’t need to, but you can if you want.  It’s an easy way to stay unassuming in front of other humans if you’re trying to blend in,” Mirio replies as he takes a seat on the loveseat and props his feet up on the coffee table.

“Ah, I’ll be doing a lot of blending in.”  He goes quiet for a little bit before letting out a small shriek and a string of curses.  “Oh no!  No, no, no!”

Mirio glances over at him worriedly.  “You okay, Izuku?”

“They’re coming here!  They’re supposed to be visiting Iida’s parents, but they’re on their way here to check on me!  Iida’s going to lecture me for taking a sick leave and having you over!  Uraraka isn’t going to leave me alone until I tell her why you’re here!  I’m never going to get out of this!” He moans.

“Oh.  Well, you could say that I’m your boyfriend and that I’ve been here taking care of you this entire time.  And if they ask when you got a boyfriend, just say we dated back in high school or college or something.  Or that we’re mates and we met a while ago, but didn’t say anything to anyone until we solidified our relationship a bit more.”  

Taking a breath, Izuku realizes he's right.  "That makes so much sense!  They’ll believe that!”

Smiling, he walks over and pulls Izuku into a hug.  “Glad I could help.  Now, why don’t you cook something so it will look like we didn’t spend almost the entire week in bed.”

“Good idea.”

Quickly making their way into the kitchen, Izuku quickly begins cooking some katsudon.  Mirio hovers close, watching Izuku work.  “What are you making?”

“Katsudon,” he replies quietly.  “This is--was my favorite meal that my mom made all the time.  I also eat it whenever I’m just getting over being sick.”

“That’s smart, making something like that.”  They fall into silence.  “Oh, you said that this was your favorite meal.  What’s your favorite meal now?” Mirio asks, watching Izuku move around the kitchen.

Pausing, he turns to look at Mirio.  “You,” he answers seriously before turning back to what he was doing.

Choking on his own spit, he blushes bright red.  “O-oh.”

“Please tell me that you did not get embarrassed just from that,” Izuku groans, putting katsudon into two bowls and grabbing chopsticks.

“What?!  Why can’t I be embarrassed!” He exclaims, trying to scramble and defend himself.

“You’re an incubus for crying out loud!  You’re the picture of sexy and suave!  Why the hell are you getting embarrassed when I say that my favorite meal is you?  You’ll end up saying it to me lots of times in the future!”  Izuku shakes his head and sets the bowls on the table and looks at his phone.  “We have two minutes before my door comes flying off it’s hinges.  Sit down and start eating.”

Grumbling and pouting, Mirio falls into his seat and begins eating the food.  Just as he goes to put a second bite of food in his mouth, the front door of Izuku’s apartment flies open and two people stomp in.

“Izuku Midoriya!  Why the hell haven’t you answered any of my phone calls or texts?”  Standing there, with her hands on her hips, is a short, busty, brunette with a permanent blush on her cheeks and a glare on her face.  Her eyes scan the room and her fierce stance falters when she sees Mirio.  “Who the hell are you?!”

“Midoriya, please tell me that you did not take off work just to spend time with someone!  You know that is very unprofessional of you!” Iida exclaims, doing his signature air chop as he speaks.

“Of course not!” Izuku exclaims, setting his chopsticks down and standing up.  “I really was sick.”

“Then why do you have a boy over?”

“I can explain that.”  Mirio stands up and walks over to stand next to Izuku.  “Hello, my name is Mirio Toogata.  I’m Izuku’s soulmate and I traveled here to take care of him when he was sick.”

“S-soulmate?!” Uraraka shrieks, pointing her finger at Izuku.  “We’re best friends and I’m only just finding out now about your soulmate?!”

Izuku chuckles nervously and raises his hands in a placating manner.  “We haven’t said anything to anyone, Ochi.  We found each other only recently and he lives far away.  We didn’t want to say anything until we figured out how to move him closer.  He’s in the process of moving in with me.”

“Oh.”  Her arm falls to her side.  “I see.  Well, then I’m glad I’m one of the first to find out.  It’s nice to meet you, Mirio Toogata.  You’d better take care of my boy or I will hurt you!”

“Yes ma’am!”  He salutes.

“Oh, I like him!”

Izuku coughs.  “A-anyway, why are you here?  I thought you were going to visit Iida’s parents?”

“Oh, we are.  We ended up staying this week because of all the cases that came in, but Aizawa said we could take our leave once you came back.  And since our shifts are over, we decided to stop by here before leaving.”  Iida watches Mirio while he speaks.  “What do you do, Toogata-san?”

“I’m what you could call a consultant.  People contact me and I go and help them with whatever they need help with.”

Izuku snorts but tries to cover it up with a cough.  “Yeah, and he only just took a long enough break to come here and take care of me and move in.”

Uraraka gives them both a look.  “That’s nice.  Are you going to continue doing your consulting here?”

“Probably not.  I’ve been looking for a new job here for a little bit.  A bit of a change, you know.”

“I guess I can see that.  There are lots of good place around here to work.  I’m sure you’ll find just the right place,” Iida says, nodding confidently.  “Well, we just wanted to make sure you’re okay and now that we know you’re okay, we’re going to head to my parent’s place now.”

“All right.  Have a nice time, guys.”

“We will, thanks, Deku.”

They see Iida and Uraraka out and quickly finish their food.  As Izuku washes dishes, Mirio sits at the table and watches him while thinking deeply.

“I can feel you staring at me, Mirio.  What do you want?” Izuku asks after a while.

Mirio blinks.  “O-oh, uhm, nothing.  I was just thinking.”

“About what?”  Izuku dries the last dish and turns to look at him.  He cocks his hip and tilts his head to the side.

“About what I’m going to do.  I don’t want to be a complete dead weight now that I’m going to be staying here, so I want to get a job.  I just don’t know what to do.”

“Oh, don’t worry too much.  My salary as a police officer is more than enough to support the two of us.  I bought this place when my salary was much smaller and I just didn’t want to move.  Don’t feel like you have to do anything,” he replies with a wave of his hand.

“I know, but I want to help.  Plus, it’ll give me something to do while you’re at work.  I might be an incubus, but I do get bored.”  Plus, as an alpha I want to be the one doing the providing.  Or, at least helping with the providing.  But I’m not going to tell him that.

“Hmm…”  Izuku purses his lips as he thinks.  “Well, I suppose I could help you look for a job.  But for now, I think you should just relax and just get used to living here with us mortals.  Well, the mortals since I’m not a mortal anymore.  Plus, all of my friends will want to meet you, so you’ll need to get used to spending time with a bunch of mortals.  So, can we wait on finding you a job for a week or so?”

“I guess that’s acceptable.”

“Good, because that’s literally the only choice we have right now.”

“Hmm, that’s true.  Then, when will you tell your friends about me?” Mirio asks, leaning his chin on his hand.

“Oh, I won’t have to.  Ochaco will take care of that for me; she can’t keep a secret to save her life.  In fact, I expect that pretty soon my phone will be blowing up because of this.  My coworkers will be so excited.”  He chuckles wryly.  “I’m kinda not looking forward to this.”

“Not looking forward to what?”

“All the attention.  Don’t get me wrong, finding my soulmate is awesome and I’m so happy!  But all the attention I’m going to get is not going to be fun.  Since I’m so high up in the chain of command at the station, I’m constantly on the news.  That means I have a media presence and once it gets out of the station that I’ve found my soulmate, neither of us are going to have any peace because everyone will want to know who you are.”

Mirio wraps Izuku in his arms.  “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.  But for now, let’s finish eating and then you can tell me about your work and friends.  Tomorrow, I’ll drop you off at work and pick you up after your shift so I can meet everyone.”

"Okay.  That should work.  I'm sure they'll all be excited to meet you-oh."  Izuku interrupts himself.  "With me being a succubus, will I suddenly go into a list craze and do anything?" 

Mirio puts a finger on his chin.  "If you eat before you leave, you should be fine.  We can meet up for lunch if you want so you can eat as well.  As you grow, you'll find control comes easier and easier.  It helps that we're soulmates, so you will normally find other incubi or succubi repulsive and humans are generally just seen as food.  We can literally feed off their arousal, so you will probably feed unconsciously as you go throughout the day."  He scratches the side of his head.  "If you ever go into a lust craze, I'll know and I'll be able to show up to help you.  But you should be fine."

Izuku breathes a sigh of relief.  “That’s good to know.”

“Of course, sometimes you’ll come across incubi and succubi that you’re compatible with and they can rile you up.  If we end up finding one, we talk with that person and figure out a way we can, and this is going to sound bad, use each other in case of emergency.  Like, if I can’t come help you and you fall into a lust craze, this other incubus or succubus is able to help you out.  Does that make sense?”

“It does.  However, I’m not sure I like that.  You’re mine and I’m yours; I don’t want anybody touching you just like I don’t want anyone touching me.”  He frowns.  “You said that there are people who are compatible with us?”

“Well, sometimes.  Not everyone has one.  And it’s more of a demon to demon thing.  The only time you’ll find a human you’re compatible with and don’t drain their life essence completely when having sex with them is when you find your soulmate.”  Mirio bites his lip.  “I-I have something to tell you.”  He glances away and reaches up to rub the back of his neck.

Izuku, immediately worried, reaches out and takes Mirio’s free hand into his and rubs it soothingly.  “Hey, you can tell me.  I won’t be mad, I promise.”

“I…I have someone I’m compatible with that I have met with on occasion.  He’s my best friend, which I think is why we’re so compatible.  His name is Tamaki Amajiki and he helped me through some of the harder times for the centuries I was alive before I was summoned by you.”  He tightens his grip on Izuku’s hand, almost afraid that Izuku will leave.  “I promise to you that you’re my soulmate, my one and only.  I will never do anything without talking to you first and getting your okay!  I promise!”

He chuckles.  “Don’t worry, I know you wouldn’t.  plus, the past is the past.  But, since he’s your best friend, I’d like to meet him.”  He reaches out and pulls Mirio’s other hand away from his neck.  “Okay?  You meet my friends, so I want to meet yours.”

“I think we can pull that off, Bunny.”

“Good.”  Izuku releases his hands and stands up.  “I’ll reheat the food and then we can clean up a little in here.  It still smells like sex.”

Mirio takes a deep breath.  “Oh, it does, huh?”

“Yeah.  Not that I mind it, but I don’t want to always have that smell in here because I don’t always want to be turned on.”  He takes the bowls of katsudon and places them in the microwave.  “Sound good.”

He chuckles.  “That sounds good.”

As he waits for the food to heat up, Izuku looks down at his hand and notices something.  “Hey, Mirio?”

“Yeah?”  Mirio looks over to see Izuku examining his hand closely.

“Remember how you gave me the ability to find my soulmate?”

“Yeah.”  He frowns and turns to look at Izuku more closely.  “What of it?”

“Well, I can see the string that connects me to you, but I have another string.”

Instantly, Mirio is on his feet and looking at Izuku’s hand.  He notices the red string as well.  “Hmm, I see what you mean.”  He looks at his hand.  “I have one too.”

Izuku looks up at Mirio with wide eyes.  “Does that mean we have another soulmate?”

He nods.  “We do.”  He purses his lips.  “We’ll have to go find them when you have some time off, okay?”

“Okay.”  The microwave goes off.  “Go sit, I’ll bring the food over.”

“Okay.”  He ambles over to his seat and watches as Izuku brings the reheated bowls of Katsudon back over.  “After cleaning we should probably head to bed.  I know it’s the middle of the day, but we did just spend a week having sex.”

“That’s true.”  Setting the bowls down, they both begin eating.  I wonder if he would be up to it…just one more time.  Stealing glances at Mirio every so often, Izuku gets lost in thought about what they would do if they had sex again.

Swallowing his last bit of human food, Mirio looks up when he smells the want wafting from Izuku.  “Bunny, are you, by chance, hungry for something?”

“I-”  He cuts himself off.  “Not hungry.”

“So…you just want something then?”

He blushes.  “I-uh-I guess so.”

“Finish eating while I go prepare.”

“O-okay!”  Izuku begins to practically inhale his food. 

“Don’t choke.  And make sure to was the dishes.”

Izuku whines as he slows down eating and looks up at Mirio with shimmering eyes.

“Don’t give me that look, Bunny.  I need time to prepare.”  He saunters into the bedroom and heads straight to the bathroom.  Hmm, I think I have an idea.  He quickly sheds his shirt and turns the water on in the shower so it has time to get warm.  Then, he grabs two large, fluffy towels and places them on the counter by the sink.  Once he’s done, he walks back into the bedroom and sits on the bed to wait for Izuku.

Five minutes later, Izuku practically teleports into the room, flushed and panting wildly.  He looks around the room and when his eyes land on Mirio, he stalks forward.  “Mirio!” He whines, reaching the blond and straddling him.  “Please!”

“I know, Bunny.  Come on.”  Mirio stands while holding Izuku, loving the feel of the greenette’s plush thighs in his hands. 

Izuku groans and wraps his arm around Mirio’s neck while subtly grinding on him.  “Please!  Please, Bugsy.”


His eyes go wide and he blushes.  “S-sorry.  It’s just…you gave me the nickname ‘Bunny’ so I thought I would give you a nickname too.  It’s okay if you don’t like it, though.”

“I love it, Bunny.  You can call me ‘Bugsy’ if you like.  It might take a while for me to get used to responding to it, but you can call me it.”  Mirio pecks Izuku on the nose, pausing in his tracks.  “Okay?  Sound fair?”

“O-okay.  Thanks, Bugsy.”  Izuku grins at him and returns the peck to Mirio’s nose.

He smirks.  “Now, I believe we were in the middle of something, huh, Bunny?”  He nibbles on Izuku’s earlobe, making him keen as the pleasure shoots straight to his cocklet.

“Please!  Just one more time and then we’ll clean?”

“That’s the plan, Bunny.”  Mirio quickens his pace and they soon find themselves in the bathroom.  Mirio places Izuku on the counter next to the towels and quickly strips down.  Then, he helps Izuku out of his clothes before picking him back up and taking them both into the shower.  By now, the water is steaming hot, fueling their passion. 

Izuku lunges forward and connects their lips in a hungry, searing kiss.  Their tongues tangle in a fierce battle of dominance, neither one wanting to give.  However, Mirio harshly gropes Izuku’s ass, causing him to yelp and allowing Mirio to dominate the kiss.  He presses Izuku up against the wall of the shower while he devours the greenette. 

When they pull away to refill their lungs, Mirio sets Izuku down on his feet.  “You wanna try out something new?” He rumbles, slowly grinding onto Izuku.

He whimpers.  “P-please!  I want it so badly!”

“Okay.”  Leaning down, Mirio pulls Izuku’s leg up and raises it so he’s doing a split in the air.  “The good thing about being an incubus or succubus is that we’re really flexible.  This is just the beginning of your flexibility.”  Reaching down, he traces his fingers along Izuku’s swollen lips, where his slick mixed with the water running down their bodies makes it easy to glide along them.  “Look at you, so wet for your alpha.  Do you want my cock?”

“Please!  Please, I want your cock, Mirio!”  Izuku whines and tries to rut against Mirio’s fingers, but finds his position makes it difficult.

Chuckling at Izuku’s failed attempts at moving, Mirio wraps a free hand around his cock and nudges the tip of it against Izuku’s hole.  “Are you ready, Bunny?  Are you ready for my big, fat cock to split you wide open?”

He nearly sobs at how much he’s being teased.  “Please!  Please, please, please!  I want your big, fat cock to split me open!  I wanna feel it for days!” He cries, reaching out to grab hold of Mirio’s broad shoulders.

Deciding to stop teasing Izuku, he slowly pushes in and relishes the way Izuku’s head drops back with a low moan.  The tight, wet heat clenches around his cock as buries himself to the hilt.  “Look at that,” he croons.  “Look at how well you’re taking my cock.”  He pulls out slowly, feeling Izuku’s walls ripple around him.  He pulls out until his cock is just barely inside before slamming back in suddenly.

Izuku’s back arches as a scream is ripped from his throat.  His fingers clench hard onto Mirio’s shoulders, nails probably leaving indents in the smooth skin.  With each thrust, Mirio hits Izuku’s g-spot.  He babbles.  “Please, please, please!  Please let me cum!  Your cock feels so good!  And so big!  It’s splitting me open!”  The leg he’s standing on starts to weak from the pleasure.  “’m gonna fall!”

Without missing a beat, Mirio lifts Izuku’s other leg up, causing his cock to hit deeper inside of him.  “You like that, Izuku?  You like the way my cock is hitting so deep inside you that you’ll feel it for weeks?”

“YES!” He screams, his eyes rolling back from pleasure.  “Gonna feel it for weeks!  So big!  Gonna cum!”

Mirio grits his teeth and starts thrusting even harder.  “You’re not gonna cum until I say so!  Understand?”

Izuku wails.  “Yes!  Please!  Please let me cum!”

Feeling his own orgasm coming, Mirio adjusts his hold on Izuku.  “Are you ready?  Do you want to cum?”

“Yes!  Please!” He begs, pleasure coursing through his system and frying his brain.  His whole body is shaking and twitching with pleasure; his toes are curled and his mouth hangs open as moans spill past his lips.  He’s almost drooling.  His eyes roll back as Mirio’s cock hits a sensitive spot inside of him.

Feeling Izuku’s walls spasm around his cock before clenching down hard sends Mirio over the edge.  “CUM!” He roars, releasing his seed deep inside Izuku.

With another wail, Izuku cums.  The orgasm hits him hard, making him see white.  He twitches from overstimulation as Mirio rides out their orgasm.

Coming down off his high, Mirio looks down to see Izuku slumped in his arms.  He chuckles.  “Did that tire you out, Bunny?”

Izuku groans and raises his head.  “Yeah.  Let’s get cleaned up so we can clean the apartment.  Then we can go to bed,” he mumbles.


The two of them finish their shower, stepping out and drying off.  Izuku ambles over to his bureau and picks out a large shirt that he stole from Bakugo long ago.  Slipping it on, he heads out to start cleaning up and airing out the apartment.

Mirio watches as the hem of the shirt brushes against Izuku’s thighs.  He quickly snaps on some sweats before padding out after him.

The two work in relative silence, occasionally murmuring something to the other.  Working together, it doesn’t take long for them to clean up the living room and straighten the furniture that had gotten disturbed during their week-long romp.  Izuku quickly works to open windows to air out the apartment. 

“Should I light some candles to help with the smell?” Izuku asks, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

Mirio wants to coo because of how cute he looks.  “No.  We’ll be asleep soon, so I don’t want to risk fire.  I’m going to go change the sheets while you finish up out here, okay?”

“Okay.”  Izuku glances around him.  “It’s a really good thing that Ochi and Tenya didn’t question the state of the apartment.  I don’t know how I would’ve explained that to them.”

He chuckles.  “Yeah, that would’ve been interesting.”  He turns and starts back towards the bedroom.  “Just come in when you’re done.”

“Mmm, okay,” he replies distractedly as he continues straightening up the apartment.

Walking back into the bedroom, Mirio quickly strips the bed and throws the soiled sheets into the hamper before heading to the closet into Izuku’s closet and pulling out new sheets.  He works at putting the sheets back on and is almost done when Izuku comes stumbling into the room.

“Is the bed ready yet?” He whines, rubbing at his eyes again and yawningly loudly.

He barely suppresses a chuckle as he puts the quilt on top of the bed.  “Yup!  It’s ready.”

“Good.”  Izuku dives into the bed and almost immediately starts falling asleep.  “Night, night, Bugsy.”

Shutting off the light, Mirio climbs in beside Izuku.  “Sleep well, Bunny.  Pleasant dreams.”  He pulls Izuku into his arms and holds him tight, crooning to relax the omega even further. 

“Love you.”

Just as Mirio is drifting off to sleep, he hears Izuku whisper those words that make his heart skip a beat.  I love you too, Izuku.  I love you too.