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✾M.I.- Heat✶

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Warnings: smut, neko!reader, virgin!Izuku, talk of heats

Words: 2773

Pairing: Midoriya Izuku x FEM!reader

Summary: Having a neko quirk is all fun and games until you desperately want to fuck your virgin boyfriend.

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"Wh-what does that mean?" The nervous boy looked at you curiously, scratching the back of his head.

"Uh-," well, this was certainly unexpected. You guess it made sense when you thought about the lack of experience he had— and the lack of cat facts he obtained. "A heat, uh, since I have a cat quirk, means that uh..."

"Does it mean that you're gonna shed?" Midoriya asked, struggling to think. "well, no, maybe you're growing some more hair..?"

You couldn't help but giggle at his suggestion, your tail swishing airily. "N-not quite, sweets."

You eyed his thoughtful expression as he tried to figure it out himself, brow furrowed and lips mouthing nonsense. Izuku was so cute, even if he was just mumbling a mile a minute.

"It just means I'm gonna be really horny," you interrupted, causing Midoriya to sputter and cough.

"—what?!" He managed to squeak. His face was flushed a deep red as he peaked into your eyes, his hands winding together restlessly.

"The cat in me just really wants to get knocked up, is all," you shrugged, basking in his speechless state. "The birth control I'm on makes them a lot more bearable, and a plus is that I won't actually get pregnant!"

Izuku stood stiff as a board, not sure what to do or say. You... were going to get really horny? When? How soon? His face felt extremely hot, and his palms started clamming up. "Uh, w-what s-should I do t-to support you so that y-you're comfortable?"

You licked your lips and flicked your tail, leaning closer to him, "hm, maybe a heat pack, one of your sweatshirts, snacks, water, cuddles..." you trailed off, grinning at your nervous boyfriend, "..and a good fuck."

Izuku's breath hitched in his throat at your last words, and tried desperately to ignore them, "j-just get all comfy i-in your dorm, a-and I'll get you some t-things."

"Thanks a ton, 'Zuku," you purred, heat rising in your chest at the thought of him making sure that you're all right and comfortable. "See ya there," you wiggled your fingers in a wave as you slipped out of his room, heading back to your own.

Midoriya let out a heaved breath once you closed the door behind you, and he flopped onto his bed. He let his muscles relax, allowing arousing thoughts to run through his head. His eyes were still wide as saucers as he stared at the ceiling, trying to process what the actual shit just happened. You proposed to fuck him. The two of you haven't done that yet! And he was a fat virgin.

"Gah," Izuku grumbled into his palms at the thought of your beautiful pussy clenching around him. He sighed in frustration at how hard he was, and decided to quickly jack-off before he made a list of things that will help you through your... heat.

You lay in a throne of cushions, cuddling up to your body pillow and waiting for when your heat would arrive. You would often feel it's approach a day or so beforehand, giving you time to prepare. You were curled up in your bed when Izuku arrived at your room, clutching a plastic bag in a shaky hand.

"I-I didn't know what you needed so I grabbed a few things," he squeaked out, holding the bag out to you.

"I'm too comfy," you complained, burring your cheek into a pillow. "C'mere."

Izuku tip-toed forwards, apparently scared of 'awaking' your inner horniness. He placed the bag on your bed and dug around, pulling out some of your favorite snacks and handing them to you. You happily grabbed them, setting them beside your mass of pillows and blankets.

"Thank you, Izu," you smiled at him, flashing your sharp canines.

You went to grab the bag he brought, curious to what else was in it. Midoriya, for some reason, pulled the bag away and blushed profusely. What was in there that he was so embarrassed about? You flared your nostrils, taking advantage of your enhanced sense of smell. Plastic... juice.. and latex?

"Izuku," you stifled a giggle, "did you buy condoms?"

"W-what?!" He panicked, face heating up. "W-well since you— uh. Well, I mean— yeAh."

"Puurrrfect," you hummed, snatching the bag from his sweaty hands. You shuffled through the bag and retrieved a small box. A grin split your face when you saw the 'ribbed for her pleasure' label, looking up and gave him a wink.

His face flushed harder, going on about something probably irrelevant to the current situation. He was a cute stuttering mess as he tried to collect himself, but one glance into your eyes drove him to blabber on again. You looked him over and noticed that the hoodie he was wearing was plain, which was unusual for him. Normally it would be some sort of AllMight merchandise.

"Izuku, baby, calm down," you shushed, grabbing his sleeve to pull him closer. "Give me some cuddles."

He almost sank into your embrace, but quickly sat up, "I-I can't right now, y/n-chan. I promised AllMight that I would train with him."

"Awh," you huffed, "at least let me have your sweater, 'Zuku."

He only stood for a moment before he grabbed at the hem and pulled it over his head, his T-shirt riding up with the hoodie. You grinned with your lip between your teeth, admiring his abs and scars.

"H-here," he stuttered, flushing at your staring. "I'll probably be back in a few hours."

You nodded your head as you crumpled up his hoodie and pulled it to your face, inhaling his sweet scent. He smelt extra good— probably your heat kicking in —and you hummed happily, "thank you, Izu."

"I-I'll see you later," Midoriya squeaked as he practically ran out the door, shutting it firmly behind him. You laughed into empty air as you heard him rush down the hall, trip, and continue running.

You pulled his hoodie over your body, putting up the hood, and bringing the sleeves to your face. It felt so nice to be engulfed in his scent, and it sent you into a peaceful cat-nap.

When you woke up from a particularly steamy dream— you couldn't help it —you felt so hot that you had to strip down, but you refused to take off Izuku's precious hoodie. Your hand trailed up your thigh to your pussy, and you shuttered thinking about Izuku's hands. You had gone down on each other, sure, but he was too inexperienced to tease you. Your head fell back onto a mound of pillows and you delicately ghosted a finger over your folds, imagining Izuku's nervous smile as he teased you.

You slid your finger up and down your slit, feeling how wet you were. You rubbed at your sensitive clit and let out a soft moan, hips slightly bucking up. You craved to be filled, and groaned just thinking about Izuku's pretty cock and how it would feel inside of you. You reached under one of your many pillows and grabbed your dildo, desperately gliding it over your folds. How would he do it? You thought. Maybe he would slap his cock on your pussy, or maybe even use your slick as lube for himself. Your back arched, and a desperate plea left your lips. You got on your knees, shoulders all the way down so you could reach over and tease the head of the dildo into you.

A startled squeak came from your doorway, and you peaked over to see Midoriya slam the door behind him. His eyes were wide and blown out, cheeks dusted with a heavy rouge, and he stuttered awkwardly.

Izuku couldn't tear his gaze from you. He had never seen such a lewd position, and his mouth began to water. Your eyes were heavy lidded as you looked at him, letting out a soft whine. God, you looked so good. Midoriya could see how wet you were even in the dim room, and he wanted to reach out to touch you.

"Izu," you whimpered, wiggling your hips, "I'm so horny it hurts."

Well if Izuku wasn't hard already, he certainly was now. He shuffled forward and tried to say something, anything, but his mouth blubbered open and closed like a goldfish. Seeing you fuck yourself on the mint green dildo petrified him, but he couldn't get himself to move. He was hypnotized by the rutting of your hips as you drove the toy deeper into yourself, moaning out his name.

"Please," you moaned, "it's not enough."

Izuku was finally able to move, but he didn't dare speak in fear that he would say something that ruined the moment. He shakily reached forwards and gripped the end of the toy, pushing and pulling it to hear the soft squelches of your pussy.

"Harder," you whined, your hands grasping the sheets beside you, "fuck me harder."

Izuku let out a deep groan, putting a little more strength into his movement. His cock felt strained against his tight boxers, trying to escape from its prison. You thrusted your hips back, creating a rough rhythm with him. Your soft squeaks made Midoriya's brain malfunction, and he seriously thought he was dreaming.

"Get your cock out, 'Zuku," you ordered impatiently, wiggling your hips towards him. "Fuck me, please."

"I- I've never— uh. Can we do this in— uh— a better position?" Izuku managed to choke out.

You huffed at him and rolled over onto you back, the toy still inside of you. Midoriya gulped as the dildo slowly slid out of you, revealing more and more of your wetness. Izuku scrambled to the bag he gave you, and pulled out a towel. You swivelled your pelvis up so he could lay it underneath you, and he gently pulled the toy outside of your vagina. He groaned as he watched your cream spill out onto the towel.

You spread your legs farther apart, and gripped the backs of your knees, "please, 'Zuku."

Midoriya's vision was slightly blurry from nerves, and he groped around for the box of condoms he bought. He quickly tore it open, and fished out a square plastic package. He shakily ripped it open, and rolled the latex over his twitching cock.

"I-I'm not gonna last more than a minute," Izuku blushed. "Well at least according to my research—."

"'Zuku, I don't care how fast you cum." You whined impatiently, "just put your dick in me already."

Midoriya squeaked, his hair covering his eyes as he looked down to guide his cock into your perfect pussy. He slowly inched into you, gasping at how you sucked him in. You impatiently dug your heels into his lower back, forcing him to bottom out inside of you.

"Shit!" Izuku yelped, falling forwards and catching himself with his forearms beside your head.

"Feels so good, 'Zuku," you mewled, looking up into his wide eyes, "fuck me."

He slowly stuttered his hips, struggling to stay sane. He could already feel the build up of cum in his balls, and he desperately clutched the bedsheets. His face was growing redder as he forced his orgasm back into his body, letting out little whimpers as he tightly shut his eyes.

"Harder, Izuku," you complained, pushing your hips closer to him.

His breath hitched, and a waterfall of words fell from his mouth, "I-I'm sorry! 'M gonna cum... gonna cum, y/n."

"Please cum, Izuku! Can't wait for you to fuck me harder," you moaned, trying to thrust your pelvis in sync with his erratic ruts.

"Gahh!~" he groaned, letting his guard down. His abdomen was more relaxed, easing his orgasm through his body. Your warm walls coaxed his cum out, and he cried out loudly as he came inside the condom.

You whimpered frustratingly at the loss of Izuku's cock, and looked up at him with pleading eyes, "more, Izu. Fuck me more."

"G-gimmie five minutes," Midoriya heaved, trying to tie the condom closed. "I'll be ready in five minutes."

You huffed, reaching for your dildo again. It was still slick with your juice, and you easily pushed it inside of you. Izuku's eyes never left yours as you pumped yourself with the toy, your eyes only grazing down to watch his semi-limp dick slowly twitch back to life. You smiled and bit your lips, pounding yourself harder at the thought of Izuku fucking you again.

Midoriya's hand couldn't help but wrap itself around his length, and the green haired boy let out little moans, "a-almost ready again, baby. I'll last a little longer this time... I hope."

Your heart rate sped up as you watched your boyfriend roll another condom on his now fully hard dick, and you slid out the toy and gave it a lewd suck before you put it back down. Izuku gave you a swift kiss before gliding himself into you. You moaned at the feeling, and rolled your hips up closer to him.

"So tight," Midoriya mumbled, burring his face between your shoulder and neck. His sweet smell invaded your nostrils, and you turned your head to get another whiff.

"Fuck, Izu," you encouraged, clutching onto his broad shoulders. His rhythm sped up in a burst of energy and thrusted harder, a loud moan leaving you.

He moved his head to have a better look at your face, and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to your parted lips. One of his hands snaked down your torso to your clit, circling the pad of his finger on the sensitive bud. He swallowed your moans, speeding up is fingers as you struggled to stay still.

"Hmmhngn," you griped, clawing his back. You were so close, and you could tell that Izuku was too. His kisses became messy and rushed, the sweet sound of slurps and slaps echoing through your room.

"F-fuck," Izuku peeled off your lips, increasing the strength of his thrusts, "you're so good, doing so good y/n. Go on and— c-cum for me."

You whined in felicity, ears flattening as your tail struggled to contain itself. Izuku's words rattled your brain, and in another few thrusts you clamped down on his cock and came hard.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck 'Zukuuuuu~!" You wailed, throwing your head back and rolling your eyes.

"Holy— s-shit," Midoriya admired your fucked out state, and he felt himself cumming again, "cumming! F-fuck I'm cumming for you!"

Your pussy clenched so hard around him that he was seeing stars, and he was forced to stay inside of you. You wriggled your hips breathlessly, eager for more. Izuku was starting to shake his head when he locked eyes with you, and he couldn't help but continue fucking you. His labored groans filled the room as he struggled with overstimulation, just trying to not fall on top of you.

In a flash of strength you flip Midoriya onto his back and started bouncing on his cock, tongue lolling out of your mouth. Izuku's eyes were half shut, shakily holding onto your waist. He clenched his jaw and fucked up into you, and he could feel his cum slowly leaking out of the condom. You were on birth control. You were fine, he was fine. He scooped a hand through his sweaty pine hair, tugging on it lightly.

"So- so good, Izu~!" You mewled, cupping your breasts and tweaking your nipples. "Want to cum again."

"I-I c-can't," Izuku weeped. He writhed underneath you, carelessly fisting the sheets beside him. "I don't h-have anything left in m-me."

"Please just get me to cum one more time," you pleaded, bouncing harder. "Touch me, 'Zuku."

Midoriya's brain struggled to send signals to his hands and fingers, but once he found your clit he rubbed it in fast circles. He was gasping at the lewd noises coming from your mouth, and tried his best to propel his hips harder. His mind was spinning, and he thought that he might be cumming again.

"Izu! Izu! Yes!" You sobbed on top of him, pinching and rolling your nipples. "Coming! Fuuuck, Izuku."

Midoriya felt his abs clench, and a weird erotic fueled pain crawled up his body. He couldn't help but cry out with tears in his eyes, confused in his pleasure. He babbled intelligibly, eyes almost crossing.

You begrudgingly slid yourself off of Izuku, still not completely satisfied. It would have to do for now, because you were exhausted and your boyfriend couldn't handle anything more. You carefully slipped the condom off of his limp dick, biting your bottom lip as he whimpered quietly.

"This is only the start of my heat, baby," you purred in his ear as you curled up beside him. "I'm not done with you yet."

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