Chapter 41 - A Captive of His Own

Ochaco was a harder girl than Izuku first thought. She wasn't the gullible girl from the rural side everyone thought her to be.

At least that's what Izuku wanted to say. 

Ochaco was a bit too accommodating towards Izuku's persuasion that he almost felt guilty targeting such a girl. He wished Ochaco had been more wary against the random stranger she just met just so he could feel like he deserved to use her after pouring in his hard work of turning her to his side. 

Sure he did save her life but that was inside a controlled environment where she wasn't in any real danger. Izuku felt that barely counts as helping her.

Instead, she followed him as if he were her mother duck. Izuku had seen his fair share of girls but he must admit, she's one of the easiest.

Izuku stopped worrying about Ochaco as he made his way back to Mitsuki. It had been around an hour and a half after he dropped her off and she should be done by now. He texted Mitsuki he had arrived and waited by the front. 

Although the rural side of Musutafu looked barren, he felt a slower life out of the city's whole heroes and villains' shenanigans would be a fulfilling enough life.

'Maybe I'll move after I get my license,' Izuku thought. Even if it's less hectic, there are still some stray good-for-nothing running around messing with the town. A license would help maintain his peace.

Izuku felt a move was a good idea, but knew it would take a while for Inko to entertain the idea. Not to mention Mitsuki, who understandably will take an exponential amount of more work than Inko. Though He didn't have to worry about that for now, he would have 3 years to solve the problem.

"What are you thinking about?" Mitsuki poked Izuku's cheek as he was lost in thought and asked. She noticed his preoccupied expression and couldn't help but find it funny for a boy his age to have such an expression. Though, she already realized long ago that he is anything but a boy his age 

"Nothing," Izuku smiled and brushed her question off. It was too early to plant the idea into her. It was still at least 3 years away. "Did you enjoy the massage?"

"Mnnh, I did," Mitsuki stretched her body up, releasing a relaxed sigh before hugging his arm and taking it for herself, forcing him to follow her whim, "Let's go to the hotel I saw earlier, I'm raring to go,"

"Really? Don't you want to go anywhere else?" Izuku asked, feeling that it was a bit of a waste to spend their time in a faraway place cooped up inside a hotel room.

"It's fine. We can just have a dinner date at the hotel. Now come on," 

Izuku shook his head and stopped persuading. He followed her to the hotel near the station and got a room. They had done this quite often and with Mitsuki's younger appearance and Izuku's mature stature, no one had looked them weird yet.

Though even if they did, the two wouldn't care as they made their way up to the 10th floor to enjoy each other's embrace and burn together.

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After doing a quicker session of lovemaking and enjoying their candlelight dinner date at the hotel's restaurant, Izuku took her home and they went back satisfied. He realized that the standard of Mitsuki's satisfaction was so low that having a lovely dinner together had already exceeded it. 

It made him worry about Japan's marriage life standard if someone such as Mitsuki, who retained most of her beauty, was treated this way. Though, it's not like it's a bad thing for him.

A month had passed after their recent outing together. The days passed quickly after that, filled with Izuku pushing his body to its limits every single day and a few dates in between, divided between Inko, Mitsuki, and Toga. 

Izuku looked at the crumbled pieces of multiple reinforced blocks from Endeavor's hero training room on the ground and smiled. It was reinforced with a hardening quirk, turning a simple wooden block into something way tougher than steel. He couldn't appreciate enough the upgraded body he was granted with its excessively powerful stats. What he sweated doing before is now accomplished with just a few simple punches.

By now, Izuku was confident he could match punches with those who had an average hardening quirk. Or at the very least he won't be in an unwinnable position.

Toga was beside him, playing around with her chipped knife and slashing the training dummy to pieces as her mouth grumbled a bored complaint. Her body plumped down to the cushioned ground and kept her gaze on Izuku's sweaty body. She felt more tired watching him and took her shirt off to wipe herself off.

They had just finished sparring against each other and while Izuku still had some stamina left in him, Toga was left empty. She couldn't imagine how Izuku still had so much energy left after an hour of her trying to pin him down but it hindered her feeding session, turning her grumpy.

After a while, Izuku stopped and took a rest, slumping down to the ground. Toga didn't leave the opportunity hanging and straddled on his hard belly.

He didn't bother reprimanding her and nodded. Toga saw his acceptance, revealing a wide smile, and began her little feeding frenzy. Her appetite increased after each of their meetings but Izuku couldn't be bothered with it yet, as long as it didn't exceed his natural regeneration it would be fine. He did wonder if the constant outtake of blood increased his blood regeneration or not.

Izuku's body slightly jolted when Toga took a bite of his shoulder, feeling a small sting before turning numb as she drank her wine. He patted her head and shifted their body to a more comfortable position.

After Toga's assertive kiss a few months back, the pair hadn't done anything more or similar to that. Toga thought Izuku would limit her consumption again if she asked for something similar and Izuku isn't that much interested in doing things to Toga. 

They were both quite content with the status quo and felt it was nice just simply maintaining it. Though, it would be a lie to say that Toga isn't craving for more.

"Say, whatever happened to the purple midget? The exam result should be out tomorrow, it'll be weird if he got it," Izuku asked, remembering the rather fun quirk Toga used a few weeks ago.

Toga joining his exam with one of the applicant's body might be the most risky act she had ever done. She played the most prestigious hero school right under their nose and Izuku felt there was a high chance of them uncovering it.

Not to mention she displayed an above-average performance with the combination of her physique and the midget's quirk. 

"Oh, I left him between a villain fight he shouldn't be a problem," Toga replied and went back to feeding on Izuku, not caring about it anymore. Izuku twitched his mouth and knocked on her head after hearing her nonchalance.

It might be because there was too much going on after the exam that Izuku forgot about Toga's matter but he sighed and made a mental note to teach her to do a better job at choosing and hiding her crimes. He just hoped no one cared enough about this case to do an extensive dive as villain casualties are rather common.

Toga rubbed her head and stopped drinking. She paused before looking up, matching her gaze with Izuku.

"Ne, Izuku…" 

Izuku noticed her unusual tone and wondered what caused her sudden change. "What's wrong?" He asked. 

Instead of answering, he saw Toga kept darting her eyes up and down. He would've asked once more had he not been too tired so he let her process herself first.

"Ne, Izuku," Toga said again,

"What?"

"..."

"I'll leave if you don't stop doing that," Izuku said as he stood up, but Toga pushed him back and stared down at him. She kept her gaze and bit her lower lips hard. Hard enough to stain Izuku's skin with her blood. Her grip on him was weak, at times shaky, but it was enough message for Izuku to stay and listen.

"...You won't leave me after you become a hero right," Toga asked, her voice void of her usual playfulness. 

Izuku had always said he would be there for her but the future still felt very uncertain. She loved everything about her life right now and wanted nothing more than for it to stay forever. She dreads many things in U.A. that might turn his view against her.

Izuku felt that Toga's spiraling worries were very unfounded. No school or profession in the world could fix his broken mind and turn his view against her enough to abandon her.

Though, he could understand where it came from. After all, the two came from a world where trust is nothing more than an imaginary concept, a thing meant to be used and broken. Had Izuku not been granted a literal second chance in life, maybe he still wouldn't understand it.

Izuku grazed her bloodied crimson lips with his thumb and licked it before sitting her up. He tasted the blood and shook his head at the iron taste. He looked at Toga's empty expression and couldn't help but flick her forehead hard.

"I still don't understand how blood can be tasty to you," Izuku joked and wore his clothes back before throwing hers to her. 

"If I planned to leave you, I wouldn't let you know about Inko or Mitsuki now, would I? You're too dangerous to be left alone,"

Izuku turned back to Toga who sat there quietly, contemplating his words. He decided to crouch down and lift her chin, forcing their eyes to meet, "So, rather than being afraid of me leaving you, you should be afraid of me never letting you go,"

(A/N: Give me stones!)