Chapter 1 - Deku and Ibara's Entanglement

Notes - All characters featured in this story are the age of 18 or above. 


A/N - I have a Discord server & Patreon available on my profile. 


Contains - BDSM, Bondage, Spoilers, Rough Sex. 


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After abruptly untapping his hidden potential and awakening his newfound power titled the “Black Whip”, Izuku Midoriya, otherwise known as Deku had been working tirelessly to help perfect and adapt these abilities before applying them to his arsenal of moves. Focusing on the technical aspect of skills, he seeks out his fellow classmate and peer, Sero for assistance. Figuring that while their quirks were completely different, fundamentally they shared enough resemblance that his advice would make at least some use. 


“Sero!.. Do you think you’d be able to spare me a moment?...” asked Deku, waving in his direction before excitedly jogging his way over, as bubbly as ever. 


“Oh, Deku!.. What’s up?..” he replied, packing his bags and heading towards the classroom exit.


“Would you be able to help me train today? I’ve started gaining control of my Black Whip quirk, and was wondering if you’d be able to help me out!” beamed Deku, a cheerful smile on his innocent face. 


“Ah, today?.. Man, I really would like to help you. But unfortunately, I’m busy for the rest of the day..” 


“Darn, I see.. That’s a shame.. Maybe some other time, then?..” asked Deku, his determination to improve was glaringly apparent. Sero, who’d always admired his dedication to his craft from the sidelines, figured that he had to make up for being unavailable for his friend that was depending on him during his time of need. 


“Sure!.. Is there any specific reason why you’re asking me, though?..” he responded. 


“Well, I thought that our quirks were pretty similar!.. I’ve never really properly thought of the various ways I could take advantage of having a quirk with whip-like properties.. I mean, the possibilities are endless!.. It’s not completely identical, but with your knowledge of your quirk combined with mine, I might be able to-” exasperated Deku, immensely excited about the boundless potential combining such a power with his already devastatingly destructive force via One for All. 


“Stop right there, Deku!.. I know how you get when you start talking about heroes and their powers, but I really need to leave as soon as possible.” sternly replied Sero, having to interrupt mid-sentence so that Izuku didn’t enter one of his excruciatingly long shpeels. 


“S-Sorry..” he replied quietly, as if his feelings were hurt. Feeling remorseful for his harsh approach, Sero sighed and patted his buddy on the shoulder, offering him an alternative method of training as a way of helping.


“I might not be available today, but why don’t you try asking Shiozaki Ibara from Class 1-B?.. If anything, her quirk is closer to yours than mine in terms of similarity.. Her vines and your black whip have a lot more in common than my tape.” answered Sero. 


“Y-You’re right!.. That’s a great idea!.. Thanks for the help, I’ll see you later!..” cheered Deku, already on the way out the door and rushing his way over to the nearby classroom.


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In Class 1-B?...


“Oh?.. Is there something you needed from me?..” meekly responded Ibara, a bit taken aback by the young man’s abrupt appearance, having never really conversed or interacted with him in the past. 


“Yes!.. I remember seeing your quirk in action during the Sports Festival, and I was so impressed!.. If you have time, do you think you’d be able to help me train?!...” asked Deku, a glimmer in his eyes that was practically impossible for anyone to reject. Ibara, who wasn’t the most vocal or confident person, blushed slightly when her hands were grabbed and held together, shyly avoiding eye contact and turning her head in the opposite direction.


“Well.. I didn’t have any plans…” she replied.


“T-Then that means?!...” 


‘S-Sure.. I’ll meet you outside at the training grounds.. We can discuss more about our training there..” 


“Thank you so much!.. You’re a lifesaver!...” cheered Deku, holding back the urge to hug the woman who truly felt angelic at this very moment, eternally grateful for her assistance and display of benevolence.


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At the training grounds…


Izuku thoroughly explained to Ibara why he believed that analyzing her quirk closely would be immensely beneficial, and they ended up deciding on a brief sparring session to help. After all, the most efficient way of inspecting a hero's power was to watch it’s every function up close and personal. Without the use of One for All, Deku utilized his Black Whip’s abilities to mobilize around the field, and also to attack Ibara offensively, while she futilely attempted to defend herself using the vine-hair quirk of her own. Ultimately, after a few minutes of productive sparring, Deku managed to capture her within the entrapment of his powerful whip ability, still rough around the edges in terms of properly controlling its strength, accidentally applying too much pressure when wrapping around Ibara’s defeated body. 


“Ouch!...” she yelped in pain, constricted by the wrists and ankles as well as the waist, the mysterious black-colored whips tightening enough to inflict an ample amount of pain. Deku paused for an instant after successfully managing to capture her, a surge of adrenaline rushing through him after managing to defeat his opponent. That is, until he’d taken a closer look at Ibara’s pained face, scanning the results of the dominant power packed behind his quirk that was difficult to manage. He wasn’t sure why, but Deku was almost entranced by the sight before him, staring intensely at Ibara’s tied-up figure, arms and legs slightly stretched out, with her torso being hugged by the whips positioned directly underneath her chest. Her skin was glistening slightly from sweat, exerting an ample amount of energy attempting to dodge and block his attacks. There weren’t many words to describe the emotions he was currently feeling, was it enamoured, fascinated, aroused? It was a sensation completely foreign to the young man who was borderline innocent, heavily breathing at the unintentionally erotic view before him. 


“Midoriya… It hurts!...” whimpered Ibara, forfeiting the match and admitting defeat. Her pleas eventually reached his ears after repeating herself once more, seemingly awakening the man from a trance. 


“Oh, I’m so sorry!.. I don’t know what came over me!..” he responded, de-activating his quirk and accidentally dropping Ibara to her feet, roughly landing directly on her behind as she yelped in pain. “I-Ibara!.. Are you okay?!.. Ah, I knew I shouldn’t have tried to use it for sparring.. It’s still too dangerous..” angrily stated Deku, beating himself up for his actions, rushing over to help the woman who’d offered her benevolent help, and was instead rewarded with a painful beating. 


“Y-Yes.. I’m alright.. Just in a little bit of pain…” responded Ibara, who was rubbing the areas of her body that were tightly constricted by the whips, slightly grumbling in pain. 


Overcome with guilt, Deku’s chest tightened at the sight of his fellow classmates injured form, remorseful and regretful of his lack of control that was the reasoning behind this unfavourable result. And yet, there was still that weird sensation of exhilaration that lingered in the back of his mind. “Why?... Why did I feel excitement when I had Ibara tied up like that?... I feel awful, but at the same time.. I enjoyed it… In what world is it okay for a hero to feel pleasure from harming an innocent person?..” thought Deku, internally battling himself for the conflicting array of emotions that sent his mind into a frenzy. He wasn’t sure if he was in the midst of pitying himself or helplessly horny. 


“Gosh, I’m awful… How am I going to become a dependable hero at this rate?... I hurt one of my own comrades, because I was too incompenent..” muttered Izuku to himself, leaning down and helping Ibara up the ground, hooking her arm over his broad shoulders. They were close enough that she ended up hearing the words he was mouthing, and immediately rejected his self-demeaning rant. 


“That’s not true at all, Midoriya!.. It’s not like you broke my bones or anything like that.. Accidents happen during sparring, it’s natural.. You might not be perfect right now, but with how consistent you are with your training.. It’s only a matter of time before you get the hang of it!..” comforted Ibara, cracking a smile on her face and masking some pain. Deku couldn’t really take her words to face value, mentally aware that she was most likely trying to ease the guilt he was feeling. 


“Thanks.. But, I really don’t deserve your kindness.. Keeping this a secret is probably for the best.. However, it wouldn’t feel right if I kept these twisted thoughts to myself...” he responded, evidently still beating himself up over everything that transpired. 


“What?...” 


“I didn’t untie you immediately because-... because I found myself enjoying what was happening.. I’m not completely sure why, but.. For a moment, that was the truth… Maybe it was from how dominant I felt, or something.. Anyways-, all I know is that it was very wrong of me to feel that way!.. And for that, I sincerely apologize! ” painfully admitted Deku, having trouble coming to terms with these elicit thoughts. He’d momentarily closed his eyes, figuring that Ibara’s reaction wasn’t going to be pretty. Instead, there were a few moments of silence, before he’d finally mustered the courage to look at her face. Rather than the spiteful, disgusted expression he was expecting, Ibara appeared more surprised than anything. 


“M-Me too.. The treatment wasn’t so bad... ” she muttered.


“H-Huh?!...” 


“Is that weird?.. Well, if that’s the case.. I guess we’re both weird, huh?..” replied Ibara, walking a bit closer to Izuku.


“You mean you l-liked it?!.. How?.. It looked as if you were in pain..” said Deku.


“Hey!.. I don’t understand it either, just like you said.. I can’t explain why, but-.. It felt like my body was on fire in that moment, like I’ve never been that alive before.. Helpless, vulnerable.. Unable to move.. I’m supposed to hate it, but for some reason that wasn’t the case..” she muttered, feeling a bit embarrassed about opening up to her feelings. 


“........................”


“Do you want to come over for a while?..” asked Ibara, gathering the resolve to confront her anxiety, figuring that this was too perfect and tempting of an opportunity to pass up, wishing to further experiment with the compromising situation that apparently enticed the odd-pair enough to abandon their normal timid personality.


“E-Eh?.. I mean, sure.. I’m not against it, but.. How am I going to be allowed inside anyways?.. Our dorms are completely separated..” responded Izuku.


“Don’t worry, I’ll think of a way to sneak you in..” 


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At the girls dormitory…


U.A was certainly the most prestigious school in the country, and arguably around the world. Of course, this was reflected through the absolutely absurd quality of their facilities and resources. The boys and girls each received their own respective dorms, with each floor separated by year of the student’s age. As a result, fellow classmates of varying ages and classes were able to converse and interact with each other more often than before, lessening the tension between them and forming bonds that were previously unlikely. However, while this was great and all for the female students, it certainly made Deku’s trip towards making his way into Ibara’s room undetected a challenge. 


After patiently navigating their way through the hallways, Ibara activated her quirk and used it to hide Deku’s body that was clinging onto her back. Although this meant she was the recipient of confused glances by some of the girls, none of them were petty enough to confront her about it, perhaps figuring that there was a reasonable purpose behind having her vine-like hair puffed out. 


Few minutes later….


“Phew, we’re finally here!..” exclaimed Deku, a sigh of relief as he was freed from the tight squeeze under the space underneath her hair, practically claustrophobic to the point where he’d accidentally rubbed against her body while stumbling on his own steps. 


“Yes, we are…” she replied, slightly blushing with her heart racing, having never brought a boy inside of her room before. 


It had never occurred to either of them, but they’d never explicitly stated what exactly they were planning now that Deku had actually managed to sneak his way there. Ibara wasn’t prepared to take the initiative either, nervously keeping to herself and walking towards the fluffy comfort of her bed before taking a seat on it. 


“So, what did you invite me here for, anyways?...” asked Deku, breaking the silence. He had a feeling that it had something to do with the fact that they had both gotten excited over their sparring match that ended with an unintentionally arousing climax, albeit it wasn’t a normal fetish for simply anyone to have. It was a given that due to their personalities, conversation wasn’t exactly seamlessly flowing, a bit of a minor delay in between responses, especially on Ibara’s end. 


“Have you heard of BDSM before?...” replied Ibara, inhaling a deep breath before breaking the question.


“BDSM?... You mean, like erotic foreplay that involves bondage and tying each other up?.. That sort of thing…” answered Deku, blushing profusely while doing so, in disbelief that Ibara would actually suggest something that vulgar.


“R-Right… You mentioned something earlier where perhaps your excitement came from being under control.. Or in other words, being dominant.. And in my case, I felt oddly pleasured despite the position of suffering I was in.. Don’t you think that sounds familiar?..” she said.


“Y-Yes… You don’t mean, you want to-....”


“That’s precisely right.. We both mutually agreed that it certainly wasn’t an undesirable outcome, all feelings of guilt aside.. The fact of the matter is, we both loved it, correct?.. Why don’t we experiment some and see where this may take us…” proposed Ibara, audibly gulping while anxiously awaiting his response.


“Woah, woah, woah!.. Ibara’s serious about this.. Is she as turned on as I am?..” thought Deku, excitedly nodding his head in agreement. “Y-You’re really okay with this?.. You know, having s-sex with me..” he asked, overly cautious to a fault. Ibara simply smiled at him and started to slowly strip herself of clothing, taking the hint and following suit by removing his bland t-shirt first. “I can’t believe this is happening!...” 


Ibara’s eyes widened at the sight of a shirtless Deku, despite his innocent and almost cute looking face, fluffy hair and sunshine smile. The contrast between his body and appearance was like night and day, chiseled and muscular, marked with scars and permanent damage that almost made it look as if it belonged to a fully grown man, despite having only recently been considered an adult. 


However, that wasn’t the only surprising discovery of the afternoon. Ibara was now also without a shirt, and then later pulled down her pants after slightly wiggling her hips. Revealing her incredibly sexy, curvaceous figure that was exceptionally thick, complemented by a huge bust that was normally hidden underneath her clothing. Deku was left with his jaw hanging and his boxers straining, blood immediately pumping to his lively organ that was begging for release. Noticing his perverted gaze, Ibara grew flustered and futilely attempted to cover her body, draping her arms across her chest and closing her thick legs together.


“Huh?.. Did I do something wrong?.. Am I freaking you out?.. Sorry, but I was just in awe over how attractive you were!...” apologized Deku.


“N-No.. You did nothing wrong.. It’s just that I-I.. I’m ashamed of how sinful this body of mine is.. My breasts are so large, and my butt is too plump.. I don’t blame you for staring.. It’s just embarrassing.. I wish I were more like some of the other girls…” shyly responded Ibara, trying her best to cover up despite the adorable fact that she was the one who proposed for this. 


“What?!.. There’s nothing to be ashamed of!.. You’re so beautiful!.. And sexy!.. I mean, any man would die to have a look at your body!.. It’s amazing, really!.. Look at what it’s doing to me..” said Izuku, pointing down towards his crotch, showing off his apparent bulge that’s been straining the front of his pants. While to some it would appear as if he were some playboy that was casually flirting, he was actually saying all of this in the hopes of comforting Ibara the same way she did with him at the training grounds, willingly taking the brunt of embarrassment for the sake of transparency. 


“Can I see it?...” asked Ibara, her innocence was enticingly cute and adorable, noted by Izuku while his cheeks grew a shade of rosy red. Following along with her demands, Deku hooked his fingers underneath the hem of his boxers and tugged them down, exposing himself for the first time. With his phallus erect to full mast, she’d grown to realize that there simply wasn’t anything soft about Deku at all, nearly gasping at the sight of his abnormally large member. It wasn’t overly huge to the point where it was considered inhumane, but there was a significant size contrast between his humongous dick and adorable face. Enough so that she felt as if her breath was momentarily taken away, heart skipping a beat and heat forming in her abdominal area. Given how previously innocent Ibara had been, this might’ve been the first time that she’s ever felt this horny in her lifetime, viewing this sensation as unnecessary and at the very least animalistic and almost sinful. 


“W-Wow… It’s so hard and long… Amazing…” she muttered under her own breath, wiping her eyes in disbelief that her eyes weren’t playing tricks on her. 


“T-Thank you!... Um.. Your body is quite impressive as well…” awkwardly responded Izuku, unsure of how to respond to such a vulgar compliment, having never exposed himself in front of another woman before. 


“.............”


“Shall we begin?...” asked Ibara, painfully cringing at her own choice of words, far too professional and uptight for the situation they were currently in. Deku, who was in the same boat in terms of awkwardness, slowly nodded his head before activating his black whip quirk, keeping it under control and cautiously making its way towards her naked body, wrapping around her wrists before dragging them up towards the ceiling. Ibara whimpered in slight pain from the forcefulness of his actions, bounding her arms motionless and the upward motion causing her beautiful breasts to jiggle slightly in response. Deku immediately felt that same spark of vigour surge throughout his body, blood rushing towards his pumping erection while staring at Ibara’s constricted state in absolute awe, jaw dropped and his primal instincts gradually coming to life. 


“There’s no mistake about it… Ibara’s incredibly sexy.. Those curves, her surprisingly ample bust, long womanly legs.. Woah, she’s even extremely clean ‘down there’...” thought Deku, helping himself to an eyeful of the attractive woman's amazing figure. Testing their limits, he used the black whips grip to tighten around her wrists, lifting her light body up into the air and off her feet. Ibara shivered in pleasure with her breath growing ragged, face flustered with her cheeks covered in a deep shade of red. 


“What’s wrong with me?.. When did I become such a weird girl….” wondered Ibara, eyes transfixed on the flabbergasted expression on Deku’s face, loving having those soft pair of eyes turning into that of a hungry animal. She was completely stripped of control over her own body, unable to move a single muscle even if she’d wanted to. It wasn’t even as if she’d been uncharacteristically courageous either, if her hands weren’t bound against her control, she’d definitely have attempted to cover her sinfully assets, that were far too bountiful for a maidenly woman to possess. 


“D-Deku… You can do whatever you want.. I’ll manage…” muttered Ibara, lips quivering in fear of her own actions, wondering what will become of her if she delved deeper into the abyss of this perverted roleplaying. 


“A-Anything?...” 


“Yes… Anything you so desire to do with this naughty figure of mine..” she replied, erasing his doubts about possibly taking things too far. As twisted as his sexual desires appeared to have been, Deku was still far too kind hearted to callously help himself with her body to his heart’s content. With her verbal agreement of consent out of the way, the young man continued to embark on his erotic escapades, swinging a whip back before smacking it against Ibara’s plump buttcheeks. Ibara held in a whimpered moan with the sound of her skin making contact with the whip echoed lightly throughout the room, containing her voice and displaying any signs of pain in order to ease Deku’s level of concern. She hadn’t expected him to go straight to spanking, never figuring that he was the type. Albeit, there certainly was a lot of things the two supposedly “innocent” heroes didn’t know about themselves. At a loss for words, completely consumed by the thick cloud of lust looming over the room’s atmosphere, Deku used his black whip again to spank the pale skin of her plump flesh, eliciting another empowered moan that simply couldn’t be contained. “Ahnn!~”


“You like getting whipped, Ibara?..” he teased.


“Mhmm….” she whimpered in slight pain, biting down on her trembling lip.


“What a dirty girl. I was always under the impression that you were one of those pure good-girls, but you’re the complete opposite.” 


“I can’t help it!..”


“I-It hurts.. But, what’s this feeling?.. It’s almost as if my entire body's senses are heightened..” pondered Ibara, jolting in pain when the constant spanking induced by Deku’s powerful whip steadily increased in power and volition. All of her constant squirming and sexy moans lured him in, seemingly entranced by the depraved display that was showcased in front of him. Inching a step closer by the second, never ceasing the whipping motion of his whip, Deku stood before Ibara’s flawlessly proportioned form and stared intently at the glistening wetness forming around her crotch. As much as she appeared to enjoy this twistedly cruel treatment, Deku returned it in kind, his massively erect cock pointing directly towards the ceiling, pumping with energy. 



Ibara panted heavily after momentarily receiving a break, enough time to grab a quick breather after the constant yelling and moans of delighted pain. Body slightly glistening in sweat as having the sensitive flesh of her ass being constantly battered was draining of energy. If anyone was able to overhear what was transpiring behind those closed doors, they’d assumed that someone was being tortured. Instead, it was the complete opposite, both parties completely enamoured by living out their newfound fantasies. 


“Ha… Ha….. Oh my god, Deku…” panted Ibara, thoroughly impressed that Deku was capable of putting his overly protective hero instincts to the wayside, and satisfy her concealed carnal desire of being roughly manhandled against her control. “Are you enjoying this?...” she asked, wondering if he’d found her weird for finding this level of kinkiness enjoyable, ashamed of herself that those were the sentiments she was feeling about being whipped. 


“Y-Yeah.. Just look at me.. It’s rock hard right now…” responded Deku, whose eyes were locked towards Ibara’s lusciously green hair, reaching over without a moment’s hesitation and acting out purely on his inhibitions. Contrasting his desire to protect and save everyone from harm’s way, Deku suddenly yanked Ibara’s hair with enough force to cause her head to jerk to the side, earning a surprised yelp and groan from Ibara’s lips. She could feel her heart racing tremendously as their sexual foreplay evolved in terms of intensity, combining the act of whipping which turned into a mixture of flogging with her head held to the side. While she was moaning his name in appreciation, Deku sealed her soft lips with his own and kissed her deep, completely overpowering her wet orifice with her tongue while the rest of his antics had forced her entirely into submission. 


“This isn’t right.. Am I thinking straight?.. In what world did I think that this could feel so amazing!~.. “ 


The “makeout” session had been so one-sided that it couldn’t even be accurately labelled as that, with Deku selfishly acting out on his own interests per Ibara’s request, they were finally getting a glimpse of the perverted beast that lay hidden underneath. When the tight seal of her lips had finally been released, Ibara’s face was scrunched in pain from how powerfully he was pulling at her head, applying enough physicality that strands of her vine-hair ripped cleanly off. “Ouch!... O-Oh, Deku!...” exasperated Ibara, the lewd expression on her face uncanny considering her typical demeanor. Riding a wave of adrenaline from the sense of virility exuberating from his dominance, Deku took a step back before circling around her. 


“You weren’t kidding, Ibara.. This body really is sinful…” he teased, licking his lips at the sight of her pink-ish reddish skin with the outline of the whip marks plastered on her perfectly sized asscheeks. 


“S-Stop!.. Don’t say things like that..” she stuttered in response, truthfully harbouring ill emotions towards her overly sexy figure. 


“Why not?.. It’s the truth, is it not?..” replied Deku, finding every single one of her reactions entertaining. Ibara vehemently shook her head, attempting to salvage what little bit of her honor that she had left. Understanding that she was lying through her teeth, Izuku felt the urge to squeeze the truth out of her reluctant lips, using the vines gathered in his grip to whip at her exposed back, inflicting increased pain with her very own hair. Her boisterous moans with a hint of pain turned him on immensely, his uncovered primal instincts commanding his body to further indulge within this addictive pleasure. After nearly an entire minute of continuous spanking and kinky borderline torture, a bead of sweat dripped down Ibara’s forehead as she exhaled in relief after surviving an excruciatingly long bout of moaning and heavy breathing. Despite her body being physically capable of handling damage, it had been considerably weakened after Deku had gotten a little carried away with his dominant position.


“Ibara…. Suck it…” said Deku, in a commanding voice that sent shivers down Ibara’s spine. It was almost as if here were an entirely different person, intimidating enough to have her obey his every command without even responding. Slowly placed onto her feet, Deku released the whips that were holding her legs apart, readjusting the ones around her wrists and binding her arms behind her back. 


“Y-You want me to put it in my mouth?..” asked Ibara, having never encountered a penis before, especially one this large. Instead of replying, Deku simply stared into her eyes, as if he was already supposed to know the answer to such an obvious question. Allowing her lust to control her actions, Ibara stared at the bulbous head sitting mere inches away with half-lidded eyes. Considering her arms were bound behind her back and holding her in place, Ibara was struggling to scoot forward and stick it inside of her mouth. Deku watched in amusement of her futile efforts, and noticed the desperate look in her eyes when she wasn’t able to get what she wanted. Putting her out of her misery and having his fun with his teasing, Deku took a step forward and tapped his cock against her soft lips, only to be enveloped within the wonderfully warm caress of her mouth seconds later. “I’m so horny.. Oh my, what’s gotten into me?.. It tastes funny, but I can’t stop!..” 


“Angh, Ibara!~...” he groaned, despite how differently he was acting in terms of his assertiveness. The fact of the matter is that Deku was still a virgin, which meant the sudden burst of pleasure that was induced by a woman’s eager blowjob was enough to send him into a frenzy. His face scrunched in delight while Ibara enthusiastically bobbed her head, uncertain of how to properly perform fellatio but allowing her passion to do the work. Getting teased, tied up and held into the air, whipped by her own hair while being forcefully kissed. All of this erotic play made her pussy quiver with desire, turned on beyond belief with her tight snatch already excreting vaginal liquid that trickled down her legs. 


“A student from the prestigious U.A school… Down on her knees and greedily sucking on a man’s penis.. How unsightly I’ve become..” she thought, what was going in her head completely unrelated with the actions of her mouth, hot lips and wet tongue lathering Deku’s sturdy phallus with every dip and dive of her head, slurping intensely with an abundant amount of saliva forming from the lewdness of her orifice. Gripping the vines on the top of her head, Deku grunted profusely before roughly tugging against it back and forth, unable to control himself for much longer. 


Despite having always envisioned his first time engaging in sexual activity with a woman being romantic, it turned out that those fantasies were nothing alike what Deku truly wanted. Looking down towards Ibara’s pretty face as she engulfed his manhood was intensely stimulating, covered slick in her saliva as it pistoned in and out of the clutches of her mouth after starting to hump her face. “It’s reaching so deep!.. I can hardly breathe!~...” thought Ibara, her heart threatening to pound out of her chest, exhilarated by the abrupt facefucking that led to an impassioned deepthroating. 


"Fuck, Ibara!.. This slutty mouth of yours is making my dick melt!..” grunted Deku, his sturdy hips pummelling her face, smacking her nose against his pubic bone while she practically choked on his absurd length, slobbering and gurgling incoherent noises in response to the brutal treatment. Short of oxygen, her cheeks donned a pinkish red hue, tears trickling down her face while being dragged back and forth in rhythm against his thrusts. 


"Slutty mouth?!.. How humiliating.. Such crude words.. This harsh treatment is-.!.." thought Ibara, having trouble maintaining a meaningful state of mind from how aggressively she was being treated, in a daze from the constant gagging caused by the intrusion of her throat.  Obscene noises filled the room as the clutches around her wrists tightened, inflicting minor pain that served to heighten the activity of her moans, that were drowned out and instead was the added source of pleasure through the vibrations induced by her orgasmic reactions.


"Nngh!~...."


Ibara shuddered lightly after squirting all over the floor, a physical reaction she deemed unacceptable for a competent student attending U.A School. "How shameful!.. I wonder what I look like right now.. I must be a disgraceful mess!.." she thought, slowly coming to her senses shortly after post-orgasm. 


"Agh, oh my god!.. Ibara-.. I'm going to cum!~..." announced Deku, eyes shut tightly while biting his bottom lip, embracing her head with his hips spasming uncontrollably. He gripped tightly onto her hair of vines, clenching them with enough grip to entangle  it into a mess. 


"Here it comes!.." she thought in a panic, figuring the constant throbbing of his hefty erection was a surefire sign of release, finding her suspicions correct after only a mere second passed by before a splurge of white and hot liquid was poured within her wet orifice. Deku's hips had never ceased their motions but instead slowed down significantly, driving his length slowly in between the clutches of her glossy lips while heartily moaning her name.


"Oh, gosh!.. Swallow it all, Ibara!.. You're milking me dry!.." shouted Deku, fishing her hair and buckling his hips, hitting the back of her throat and unloading the rest directly inside. 


"There's so much cum!~... I can hardly breathe!.. All I can smell is his manly scent!.." thought Ibara, moaning loudly in a fit of passion, having already succumbed to an orgasm and yet felt as if she were on the verge of another. The stimulus of being tied up and to be selfishly used "against her will" was simply too powerful to control, the amount of shame that filled her heart only serving to amplify the level of eroticism she'd committed. 


Deku sighed heavily before carefully extracting himself away from her persistent lips, which felt as if they were glued to his shaft as his bulbous head glided past her tongue, released with a wet plop accompanied with a thick strand of spit. Unable to swallow the entire load, an ample amount crept through the clutches of her lips and landed onto the floor. Ibara panted profusely with a puddle of semen formed around her tongue, the constraints tying her together slowly becoming undone as Deku distractedly eased their power. Once freed, Ibara clasped both hands over her face, making sure to not spill another drop before tilting her head back and swallowing the contents of virile spunk that filled the wet cavern of her mouth.


“You spilled some.” commented Izuku.


“Ah, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to, Deku.” apologized Ibara.


“That won’t do.. I think you deserve punishment, Ibara.. Why don’t you call me Master instead, and do me the favour of cleaning the mess you’ve made with that tongue of yours?” commanded Deku, who’s cockiness seemed to be coming to life. 


“Y-You mean…”


“Yes, lick it all off the floor.” 


“Yes, Master.” submissively accepted Ibara, bringing her face to the floor and sticking her tongue out, suffering from a whirl of conflicted emotions from her shameless display. 


"What would everyone think if they saw me like this?..." pondered Ibara, creamy thighs trembling in anticipation, shyly averting his gaze despite already having already undergone a variety of "embarrassing" situations. "It's no good.. I'm not thinking properly.. My mind’s all fuzzy”. With the musky, exotic taste of semen that overpowered her taste buds, Ibara was entranced in a state of lust that momentarily threw her common sense to the wayside. Nothing in her head except her fascination for Deku’s manly cock, scooting closer with her knees before grabbing onto his hips and dragging her tongue up and down the length of his manhood, dutifully cleaning the turgid shaft that had thick viscous liquid trickling down the tip of its leaking cockhead. 


“Wow… You’re really going at it, huh?..” teased Deku, admiring the fact that she’d taken the initiative, assuring he was milked completely dry without his request. 


“Amazing.., Deku, your penis is the best!~... It tastes so good, I can’t believe it..” panted Ibara in between exasperated breaths, eyes clouded with primal lust while she worshipped his genitalia with her willing and voracious mouth. Sliding her tongue down until she reached his testicular area, Ibara popped each of his balls in between her lips before attentively sucking on them, masked with the most sex-craved expression on her face, which was half-covered with his meat resting on her forehead. Deku stared down at her wearing a smug grin, successfully rendering a woman to her knees through simply exposing her to his dick, truly one of the greatest honours a man could feel. He’d never been the egotistical type, but all of this adoration that was on display for his member certainly sparked some confidence in his sexual prowess. Riding a high, the young man was re-energized enough to last another round, having never envisioned their steamy encounter together to simply end after a mere blowjob and some minor teasing. As if she were completely smitten and attached, Ibara couldn’t keep herself off of him, glued to his cock and affectionately covering every inch with her soft lips and slimy tongue. It wasn’t until Deku had to yank on the back of her hair until she’d finally retreated, albeit whimpering in protest from having the tastiest straw in the world stripped from her grasp. Cupping the bottom of her chin, Izuku motioned her to rise up to her own two feet, following his instructions without even thinking of questioning them. 


Completely starved for sex at this point, Deku used his Black Whip quirk to wrap around her bodacious figure, elevating her slightly in the air before turning her around. “I could hardly take my eyes off of this big butt when I first saw it.. I didn’t know you were hiding such an incredible ass underneath all of that clothing..” he said, giving it a nice slap before aggressively fondling it, forming dimples with the tight grip of his fingers. “Didn’t you say that you were ashamed of being this sexy?..” 


“I-I did..” meekly responded Ibara, who was busy licking her lips in hopes of mustering any stray strands of semen that somehow managed to escape her thorough cleaning.


“You know.. The more time I spend with you, the better I feel like I’m beginning to understand you.. There’s not a single man in the world who truly knows what type of woman you really are.. And you’re embarrassed because you think that nobody would accept you if they uncovered your true nature.. But don’t worry, Ibara.. No matter how incredibly slutty and kinky, I’ll accept you.” whispered Deku into her ear, before lightly nibbling on the skin of her neck and thrusting his length directly in between her buttcheeks.


“T-That’s not true!.. I’m not a slut!~... Sex was never on my mind until I met you, Deku.. I don’t know, something’s different with me today.. I’m not that type of girl!..” responded Ibara, still trying to fight against the perfect image she held of herself, despite all of the evidence proving otherwise. 


“There’s nothing to be ashamed of, Ibara.. Don’t worry, after this you won’t be afraid of telling the truth..” assured Deku in a soothing voice, circling his tough skinned hands over towards her chest, grabbing two bountiful handfuls while readjusting the angle of his slight thrusts, aiming directly at her puckered hole that was hidden within those plump cheeks. 


“Wait, where are you trying to put it, Deku?!...” asked Ibara in a frightened panic, having never imagined nor thought of anal sex being in the realm of possiblity during her eventual sexual endeavors. 


“Sorry, I saw how juicy that fat ass of yours really was and I couldn’t help but want to get a real taste of it.. Ibara, I’m going to turn this seductive body of yours into my cocksleeve.. After all, being dominated turns you on, doesn’t it?..” he teased, smirking to himself at her silenced response, a brief nod of her head that served as his sign of reluctant consent. In truth, the thought of having such a large object lodged inside of her asshole truly frightened her, but that fear and the pain being inflicted of being tied up and abused to his every whim made her pussy overflow with desire. 


“Is he going to do it?!.. Ah, he’s really planning on fucking my ass, isn’t he?!.. I’m so nervous, but also excited.. He’s right, I really am a perverted woman.. This isn’t right.. Am I making a mistake?..” contemplated Ibara, all of these unnecessary thoughts all for naughty after being speared by Deku’s bulbous head mere moments after, splitting her tight puckered hole apart and eliciting an empowered scream from Ibara’s lips. Understanding she was a glutton for punishment, Deku used his whips to lash at her exposed navel’s skin, throwing her into a series of orgasms that neither would ever forget. 


“Ahhhnnn!~.. It’s in my ass!... N-No!.. Deku, this is wrong!... I-It was starting to feel so good that I’d completely forgotten my principles.. S-Sex like this is forbidden for my religion!.. My first time was supposed to be romantic and with the man I’ll be marrying.. Nngh!~.. N-Not like this!...” pleaded Ibara, shaking her head and whimpering immensely while Deku ignored her baseless words and resumed to feed his cock deep within her anal cavity. It was a strenuously difficult process considering how absurdly tight the narrow fit happened to be, an unused hole accommodating for an impressively endowed object certainly wasn’t the perfect fit. 


“If that were the case, then why did you invite me to your room? Knowing fully well that this is exactly how we were going to end up.. Anyway, does this really count?.. Vaginal and anal sex isn’t the same..” he responded, holding in a groan before slowly beginning to move his hips, relishing in the much anticipated experience of finally losing his virginity. Deku clung ever so tightly to her body while moaning her name, slamming his hips against the rippling flesh of her thick ass. 


“Y-You’re right, mmmph!~.. This isn’t technically ‘sex’, because it isn’t my precious place.. Unngh!~.. So rough, Deku!... It’s splitting me apart!~...” moaned Ibara, shuddering violently in response to his brutally precise thrusts, the impact of their skin slapping together echoing throughout the room. They’d been so preoccupied and immersed with each other’s bodies that worrying about the emphatic noises they were making had never crossed their mind, especially considering the thin walls of the women’s dorms. At this very moment, their thoughts didn’t consist of anything else other than the absurdly pleasurable and in some cases painful sensations that dominated their senses. Anal sex wasn’t the easiest thing to grow accustomed to, with Deku’s impressive size not helping the case, either. However Ibara happened to be the type of woman who strived for the animalistic rush that embodied incredibly rough fucking, toes crinkling in delight while her neverending moans seemed to never cease to end. 


“Ah, unbelievable!~.. It really hurts at first, but after a while I’m starting to get used to it.. Is it really okay for me to feel this good?.. Was sex supposed to feel this amazing?.. N-No, ” thought Ibara, who was still in the midst of convincing herself that she’d definitely discovered a loophole in her beliefs and ideals, reasoning that this was passable as long as there weren’t truly having sex. And yet, deep down she was intelligent and reasonable enough to realize that this claim had no truth whatsoever, but was willing to trick her heart into going along with the flow if it meant being rewarded with a mind boggling orgasm. Unable to comprehend the insane amount of hormones being set out on a rampage, Ibara’s breath grew ragged as a premature orgasm came crawling through. Deku was also nearing his end, hardly capable of maintaining this level of intense fucking for much longer, given his inexperience up until now. 


“N-Not yet!...” he yelled to himself, briefly extracting himself from Ibara’s abused hole. 


“Why?...” pleaded Ibara with a disappointed tone to her voice, only to be twisted and then flipped around in his direction, face flushed and nervous at the up-close and personal contact. 


“Didn’t I tell you not to worry?.. I won’t let tonight end unless we’re both satisfied!..” assured Deku, splitting her legs apart through the use of his whips, holding onto the cushions of her soft thighs and pressing the engorged head of his cock directly against her sopping wet vaginal lips. 


“W-Wait!.. What are you doing, Master?!.. Please, anything but this!.. I told you, didn’t I?.. I’m not allowed to have sex!..” pleaded Ibara, with her eyes glued towards the mammoth erection that threatened to ravage yet another one of her many holes. 


“Really?.. Ibara, you honestly don’t want me to fuck you?.. Would you be satisfied letting the night end without reaching a conclusion?..” asked Deku, lightly tapping against her perfectly spread hole, patiently awaiting her response. 


“..........” 


Ibara was at a loss for words. For one, her body was screaming at her to continue, to say “to hell with my beliefs” and give in to the temptation that was ‘impure’, carnal fucking. And yet, her stubbornness led her astray.


“Looks like I didn’t make you feel good enough!” shouted Deku, knowing what she’d truly wanted all along, bringing his hips back before unleashing a powerful thrust that completely sheathed the entirety of his length in one fell swoop. The shocking impact causing Ibara’s mouth to hang agape with the loudest moan of the evening ringing through his ears. “Wow.. Your pussy feels completely different than your butt, I can feel your walls clenching tightly around my cock!..” complimented Deku, sliding his hands over to cup the flesh of her rump, working up a rhythm with his thrusts before unleashing a crushing flurry that rendered Ibara speechless all the while through, releasing nothing but powerful moans. 


“Master, master!~.. N-No, please stop!~...” begged Ibara, with a wickedly lewd smile on her face, saliva trickling down the sides of her lips with her tongue sticking right out. Izuku pummeled her with another series of his powerful hips in order to vigorously fuck her into complete submission, eyes practically rolling to the back of her head while her creamy legs were released right before they locked around his hips under her own volition. “Please.. I beg…. Harder!~...” 


“Huh?.. What did you just say?.. What’s wrong, Ibara?.. I thought it was a sin to become this depraved.” he teased.


“Ahng, fuck!~.. This is a sin!.. I’m going to be defiled by your semen!~.. But-... It’s getting hard to lie!.. I’m a terrible christian!~..” she yelled, an expression of absolute bliss with her tits flopping up and down in tandem with his hips. 


“Ha.. Ha… You’re right about that.. I’m gonna fill you up with my cum, Ibara!~.. You’re going to get pregnant.. What do you want me to do?..” asked Deku, putting her on the spot, leaving the heavy decision to be made based on impulse. 


Ibara couldn’t bring herself to answer, closing her eyes and averting his pressuring gaze while her pussy was being pounded ever so loudly, her slick entrance and his lubricated cock serving for a slippery sleeve which his erected penis pistoned in and out of with relative ease. Building on his momentum, an explosive release was imminent, the pulsating erection letting her know that there wasn’t enough time to think before finalizing her answer. Breathless, and on the edge of panicking, Ibara opened her eyes and muttered her response. 


“Do it inside~.”


“I knew you’d say that!.. Here it comes, I’m going to breed this sinfully luscious body of yours!..” 


The ensuing roar that erupted as Deku and Ibara’s twisted, depraved fucking had reached an explosive climax was triumphant enough to reach the outdoor hallways. Ibara allowed herself to cum without restraint as they violently orgasmed together, the constraints of the Black Whip unintentionally tightening while every muscle in Deku’s body flexed, shoving his hips forward and filling the entrance to her womb with heaps of semen per her request. Their bodies glistening with sweat, deep exhales of breath as they embraced one another tightly. Her womanly legs locking the man in place, making sure he didn’t even consider leaving her side until the job was completely finished. 


“There’s so much~...” commented Ibara, feeling the mass volume of semen spilling from her creampied pussy. 


“Wow… That was wonderful…” 


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A few minutes later….


Unable to detach themselves from each other, completely addicted and fascinated in their state of lust, Deku and Ibara were off in their own little world. It wasn’t until the wooden door to her room received a few knocks before their attention was grasped, causing the unlikely couple to gasp in unison as their heads turned in the direction of the intruder. Nemuri Kayama, otherwise known as Midnight, served as the “Dorm’s Mom” and oversaw the establishment, receiving a noise complaint from the neighbouring roommates who were worried about their classmates' safety. A few too many yelps and screams of pain mixed in with her frequent moans. Hurriedly, Izuku and Ibara clothed themselves in an attempt to mask the evidence of their illicit activities, with the young man deactivating his quirk that was used outside of training grounds as a means of foreplay. 


“I’m letting myself inside, Ibara!..” announced Midnight, who grew impatient from waiting very long, swinging the door open and revealing Izuku and Ibara staying in the same room together. 


“M-Midnight-sensei!.. I can explain-” stuttered Deku.


“Get out, Deku.. Men aren’t allowed in the Girl’s rooms, I’m sure you’re aware of this.. We’ll sit down and talk about the consequences later.” sternly replied Midnight, motioning with her fingers to “get out”. 


“S-Sorry…” meekly muttered Ibara, having reverted back to her former self after her orgasms subsided. 


“This is certainly surprising.. I assumed that these two were having sex given the nature of the reports.. But this is Deku and Ibara we’re talking about.. I’m certain that it didn’t go beyond that of innocently making out.. Right?...” contemplated Midnight, standing at the entrance and as a result was too far away to pick up on the stench of sex. 







 




 
















  








