MHA: Incubus Chapter 18 (Patreon)

“Ohh, right there. Right there! Heheheahaha!” I pistoned in and out of the crazy blonde as we held eye contact. One moment, we’re doing some stupid team-building exercise, the next we’re being attacked. The moment I got separated from the rest, this blonde bitch attacked me, and the moment our eyes met, we both felt an immediate connection that needed to be put to carnal acts that very moment.

I wasn’t gentle, and I knew that was what she wanted. Her back rubbed raw and bloody against the tree as she tried her best to hurt me in a similar way. Her nails gouging at my back as she bit into my shoulder. She moaned like a cat in heat or a whore with bad acting skills in a porno, but I knew those moans were real. I was in my demonic form and stretching her tight cunt to the utmost limit, which was why she was doing so little damage to me.

She cackled manically as she struggled to breathe. Every thrust was equivalent to a gut punch against her cervix. Every time I stretched her tight hole around me, she couldn’t help but grunt out in effort, the manic smile breaking every single thrust as he entire body went into squeezing me. Her tightness was unfair. I had gained plenty of experience, but as she pushed herself off the tree and started bouncing along with me in a standing fuck, I couldn’t help but feel myself get close.

She creamed around me, and that was enough to send me over the edge. I erupted a load of boiling hot cum into her tightness, not aware that I hadn’t deactivated my seed's potency from the last time I had sex. It didn’t cross my mind, and still hadn’t. I could feel some clarity return, and I could see the lust fog clear slightly from her eyes as well from our sudden climaxes.

It only gave me enough mental processing power to swap out of my demonic form and mash her face into the dirt so she couldn’t bite me. I still rutted into her, her breathing still that feral heaving as she stopped laughing and only grunted with every one of my thrusts. She was definitely going to be sore tomorrow, but neither of us was even close to being done.

I gripped her waist, right above her hips, as I pounded away with pure abandon. Her thrust was so forceful that her pussy bounced all the way to the tip of my dick, so I could slam just as forcefully again. I had never gone all out with another woman yet, but some part of me was afraid of hurting them. As I felt her clenching and coiling tunnel around me tighten every time I slapped her ass, I wasn’t sure I could control myself in the future.

All good things had to come to an end. She had climaxed around me over and over again in our fuck fuge now that we started, but she was close to breaking. With one final thrust, I buried myself as deep as I could go, slamming against her cervix wall one last time before erupting again. I breathed heavily as I finished. Pulling out, a spray of jizz followed as her pussy became a miniature fountain for a short time.

I could hear her loudly snoring, her body giving out right as I finished. I grabbed our clothes nearby before wiping my cock off with hers and pulling out her ID to get a look at her name, before setting them near her for when she woke up. If no one found us while we were being so loud, chances are she’d go unnoticed until she woke up, and I couldn't bother with taking her in at the moment… Because something was screaming in my head.

The quirk upgrade I got that would allow me to feel if women I was connected with were screaming in my head, as several of them thought they were in a life-or-death fight. Those were scary, but that wasn’t what was drawing my attention. One was against someone she had no hope of beating and was terrified for her life. I moved, once again, on almost instinct in that direction.

I moved through the forest, flying just above the treeline of most trees while avoiding the bigger ones. For some reason, I felt that flying any higher would be a mistake. Like, it would give me away. I was heading into one of the most dangerous fights I had ever been in; a single Nomu was enough to defeat most of our class, who knew what I was going toward.

Until I came to a clearing where Ragdoll was, her limp body being held up by… Oh no, not like this. My entire body was telling me to flee, only our connection was driving me to intervene. I stood no chance against him, but I might be able to escape. My foot came crashing into his arm as I attempted to grab her. It felt like I kicked a steel beam; it was enough to loosen his grip.

I fled, the entire time it felt like he could grab me at any moment, and that he only allowed me to escape on a whim. It didn’t pass my notice that the only reason I could save Tomoko was from the sensory boost to my quirk I got from sleeping with her. Flying through the air, I felt that familiar sense of spatial distortion and barely stopped before I flew into the portal that opened in front of me.

I frantically searched for the shadow quirk guy as I hid amongst the trees. The other life and death pings I felt before calmed down mostly, except for the one I assumed was Midoriya. She was still actively fighting, actively trying to save everyone from the villains still on the scene; all the sex I was having with them was adding up.

Half the class was stronger than they were before, allowing them to win that much more easily, and that went with Izuka as well. She had more control over her passed-down quirk, could reach a higher percentage without hurting herself, and even if she was forced to use one hundred percent, it would only break her bones in a few places instead of shattering them completely.

By the time I made it to the rest of the crowd, the worst had already happened, and Bakugo was kidnapped. They paid a heavy price for him, though, with most of the criminals being defeated and arrested. The grey-haired leader of the villains took a terrible blow to his stomach that might have left him crippled. We had done better than we really should have, but in the end, someone was still kidnapped, and there would be fallout because of that.

I went through the process of speaking with the police before we were finally released. I stopped whatever the real plan was, as kidnapping Bakugo seemed more like an afterthought of the real plan. I walked into a building before hitting the up and down buttons on the elevator at the same time, before entering the code, which would take me to the sub level.

The calm, collected smile I always wore fell off my face as the elevator kept going down. Walking inside, I take a few turns before pulling out a pen and unscrewing it, revealing a hidden key inside to open a door. As I opened the door, the man who had attempted to abduct Tomoko sat, struggling to breathe. It wasn’t the first time I had seen him; I was the spy he put into the hero program after all. I sighed as I spoke. “Tomoko’s quirk. Find another. You can’t take hers, she’s one of mine.”