Think Like a Villain (My Hero Academia)

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Themes: Dom/Sub, Seduction, Rough Sex

Summary: After being selected as Captain of the Final Year Villain team in UA's Heroes vs Villains Game, Izuku struggles with recruitment even though Bakugo has been selected as the Hero Captain. No one wants to be the villain after all. In the end, he's going to have to take drastic measures, including using what he's uncovered about some of his female friends to bring them around to his side. With that in mind, he arranges a private meeting with Momo in a bid to make her his second in command.

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“Ah… Izuku? What did you want to talk about, e-exactly?”

The faintest tremor in Momo Yaoyorozu’s voice has Izuku’s heart clenching, though he lets nothing show on his face or in his posture. Really, he hadn’t wanted to do this. He’d never wanted to resort to such… unseemly tactics. But in the end, what choice did he have?

At least he could say with almost full confidence that the selection process was random. When they’d announced that all of them would be coming together for one final Heroes vs Villains Match, Izuku had been just as interested as everyone else.

It was their Final Year at UA after all. They'd had a spectacular year but they were all young adults now and about to graduate and become Pro Heroes in truth. So one final battle between all of them sounded amazing to Izuku. And he’d been excited when he found out the team captains would be chosen at random, with their names all written on little balls that then went through a tumbler for several minutes before a pair were popped out.

… Still, Fate herself must have been feeling particularly bitchy that day, because by sheer ‘random’ chance, the results turned out to be the absolute worst they possibly could be for Izuku. He… was the Captain of the Villain Team. And meanwhile, Katsuki Bakugou had gotten randomly chosen to be Captain of the Hero Team.

No one was particularly enthused about that, of course. One would think with someone as caustic as Katsuki as Hero Captain, he would get at least some people flocking to his banner to stick it to the other guy. And yet… nobody. Not a single bite. It’d been a week since the drawing and Izuku hadn’t been able to recruit a single person.

Admittedly, it technically wouldn’t matter in the end. Katsuki only had a certain number of slots on his Hero Team to go around after all, meaning that everyone who he didn’t pick would inevitably wind up on Izuku’s Villain Team anyways. But they would do so begrudgingly. And they would effectively be the dregs that Katsuki had deemed ‘unworthy’ of choosing.

And to be fair, there was something to be said about the idea of taking those Katsuki rejected and turning them into a fighting force capable of defeating the bastard and his Hero Team. However… it all came down to time. Izuku didn’t have the time to wait for Katsuki to finish locking in his selections. Not if he wanted to get enough training in to form proper team cohesion and have a solid chance of winning.

… Above all else, Izuku Midoriya wanted to win. He wanted to beat Katsuki, he wanted to defeat the other young man and stand victorious, even if it was as a fake villain.

But for that to happen, Izuku needed a proper team. At the very least, he needed a proper second in command. He’d tried the nice way. He’d tried approaching people from both classes to no avail. After getting every response under the sun from being let down gently to rejected bluntly to laughed in the face at… Izuku was done. It was time for him to take matters into his own hands.

Hence this meeting with Momo Yaoyorozu. Which, while Izuku hadn’t wanted to go this route… was already off to a solid start.

“Hello, Momo. I wanted to talk about you. I wanted to talk about us.”

Momo gulps and blushes as Izuku steps forward out of the shadows he was lurking in. He probably looked like a real villain for a moment there, though he can see her eyes widening once he fully reveals himself. He’d gone all out, preparing for this moment. He’d been observing the others, including Momo, for a long time. After all, they'd all known each other for years by now. And that meant Izuku knew what made her tick.

Technically, even after all this time he was shorter than her. By a few inches at that. But as Izuku well knows, it’s not always about physical stature. Sometimes it’s about presence. And in presence and aura at the moment, Izuku positively towers over Momo. Despite her height, he looks down on her and he can tell she feels that too.

“W-What… what about us?”

Izuku had known from his observations that Momo was weak to this kind of approach. Confidence in a man was her big trigger, so long as it was paired with a kindhearted, solid sort of person. Well, Izuku had long struggled with confidence, so maybe she’d never seen him like this before. Not anymore though. Izuku was done letting his insecurities rule him. He was done shrinking while Katsuki stood tall.

Reaching out, Izuku grabs Momo by the waist, causing the beautiful heiress’ eyes to widen in shock. However, if she really didn’t want him to keep touching her, she would pull away or push him away. Momo was a fighter after all. She would never let any man lay his hands on her… unless she wanted it.

She doesn’t push him away. Instead, trembling a little, she bites her lower lip as Izuku leans in close.

“I want you, Momo. I want to make you my pet. I want to make you my fuck toy.”

Such crass language at the end there. Such blunt admissions. Izuku knew it was a tossup. He knew what kind of woman Momo was deep down because… well, he had his ways. But he also knew she was not just the heiress to a massive corporation, but also a heroine in the making. So the question became… would she let her sense of duty and responsibility keep her from giving in to her truest desires? Or would she succumb to his sudden domineering seduction.

It was a gamble on Izuku’s part. Undeniably so. But it was a gamble he was willing to make all the same.

“O-Oh…”

Momo’s eyes are wide as she lets out a shuddering breath. Still she doesn’t pull away. Still she doesn’t resist or tell him to back off. Slowly, Izuku moves his hands up Momo’s sides and then her arms, until he reaches her shoulders. Then, gently but firmly, slowly yet inexorably, he begins to push her down.

The beautiful raven-haired young woman sinks to her knees, seemingly a little dazed by his blunt honesty. Izuku knows those words are words Momo has been waiting to hear from the right man for a while. The only question had been whether he was the right man or not. Now, with her kneeling before him… well, it would seem Izuku has won his gamble. But he’s not about to celebrate prematurely. First…

“Take out my cock, pet. Suck it. Show me how badly you want to serve me.”

Momo shivers but hesitantly reaches for his belt all the same.

“Y-Yes… s-sir…”

Part of Izuku can’t believe this is actually working. But another part slaps the first part upside the metaphorical head. Of course it’s working. Izuku was, deep down inside, an information gatherer about all else. Despite his constant recklessness, he was also a planner even if he didn’t often get the chance to show it.

Well, he had all the time in the world this time around. Unfortunately, his options were limited. Multiple late nights of planning, scheming, and throwing away ideas had led him here… to the only way he could see himself accomplishing his goals in the time frame he needed to.

His cock is now in Momo’s hands. She stares at it for a second with wide eyes, until he wordlessly places his hand atop her head and firmly guides her in. Then, she opens her mouth and follows his previous instructions, sucking on his cock and showing him ‘how badly she wants to serve him’.

The answer… very. Momo wants to serve him very badly. This is the great secret of Momo Yaoyorozu at the end of the day. She falls backwards into leadership positions she doesn’t want because she’s simply the most competent person in the room most of the time. However, her true desire leans towards submission. Ultimately, what Momo wants more than anything is for someone to take control away from her, even if its only in the bedroom, even if it’s only sexual.

Izuku can do that. He never would have thought himself capable of such things before, but desperation made fools of them all, didn’t it?

Still, Momo was just the beginning. And while she’d turned out to be even easier than he would have thought, Izuku knew she would likely be the easiest by far. Because he wasn’t stopping with just Momo. He… had plans for how he was going to build out his Villain Team. One conquest at a time.

For now though, Izuku focuses his all on molding the woman kneeling in front of him into the perfect second in command.

As Momo sucks on his cock, choking a bit whenever his dick tip hits the back of her throat, Izuku lets out a low, shuddering breath… and then pulls her back off of his dick. Momo looks surprised by this, gazing up at him as if to ask if she did anything wrong. Izuku offers her neither smile nor frown. Instead, he gestures.

“Up. Face the wall and bend over.”

Momo’s eyes widen at the orders… but she hesitates for only a split second before obeying. Moving to the closest wall, the gorgeous young woman bends over and places her hands against it, thrusting out her ass at the same time in trembling anticipation.

Following behind her, Izuku reaches out and places a hand on the small of her back, forcing it to arch more pleasingly and her ass to jut out all the more. Momo’s breath hitches at the casual dominance play, and he can tell it turns her on all the more to have him manhandle her, even as her spread legs tremble in anticipation.

Finally, reaching up under her short skirt, Izuku hooks his thumbs into her panties and yanks them down to her knees. Then, he flips up the back of her skirt, revealing the heiress’ delectable derriere… and glistening pussy folds. His hands fall upon Momo’s ass, groping and squeezing it like he owns her cheeks… which at this point, he might as well.

“Mine.”

Momo moans as he kneads her firm, toned buttocks with both hands.

“Y-Yours… all yours…”

Smirking, Izuku’s cock twitches in readiness. So he leans in… and thrusts forward. His throbbing mast disappears into Momo’s drooling folds with ease. She’s a virgin he notes, but she’s so turned on by the casual way he dominated her and started this whole thing that it doesn’t even really matter. Her virginity barely plays a factor as Momo cries out not in pain, but in ecstasy.

Izuku, for his part, doesn’t hold back. His hands grip her hips securely and he begins to fuck Momo from behind right there on the spot with forceful strength and rapidly quickening speed.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

“Ooooh~”

Momo’s moans are melodic as they fill the air and reach his ears. She shudders and quivers and claws at the wall in front of her. Meanwhile, Izuku plows her from behind, pounding into her clenching, gripping cunt over and over again. It’s not enough though. He needs to do more. He needs to make her understand.

Taking a step forward, he pushes Momo up against the wall a bit more, causing her to gasp. That gasp turns into a delighted moan when his hands move from her hips and up around to her chest, grabbing hold of her breasts and squeezing them through her top. Then, he’s under the top, groping Momo’s big fat tits directly.

All the while, Izuku continues to fuck Momo hard and fast down below. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room as the beautiful young woman submits to him, wholly and utterly. There’s not a doubt between either of them that anything can go back to the way it was before after this. They were friends before, but they’ve become something more now. Far, far more.

Momo crests over the edge finally, cumming all over his cock. But Izuku doesn’t stop fucking her, even as she’s riding out a squealing, moaning orgasm. He keeps fucking her and fucking her, until she climaxes again… and then again, and again, and again. It’s only after she’s cum for him about half a dozen times that Izuku finally lets himself go as well.

With a grunt, he cums inside of her, filling her with his seed and leaving his mark on her irrevocably. He can feel it through the way her body tenses that Momo knows… with this creampie, there’s truly no going back. She’s his now, completely.

Izuku holds her tightly for a few long moments until he finishes emptying his balls inside of her. Then, giving her breasts one last squeeze and nipping her ear before he pulls out, Izuku draws back from her. His cock slips out of Momo’s freshly fucked cunt with a slurping noise and he watches as she has to use the wall for support for a moment, the hard plowing having turned her legs to jelly.

Finally, Momo turns to face him, leaning back against the wall as she pants and catches her breath. Then, she looks down and sees his cock, still exposed… and altogether messy.

Without Izuku even having to say anything, Momo slides down the wall to her knees. With his cum leaking out of her, the beautiful young woman nevertheless leans forward, taking his cock by the base and putting him back in her mouth to clean him off. A slutty act no matter how one looks at it, and completely unbidden on his part.

Izuku smiles and reaches down, grabbing Momo by her ponytail and forcing her to look up at him as she bobs up and down his cock.

“You belong to me now, Momo. Now… and forever.”

Momo moans around his dick, nodding in the affirmative. Smirking, Izuku tilts his head to the side.

“You’ll be joining my Villain Team for the Hero vs Villain match, obviously. And I should warn you… you likely won’t be the only woman in my life.”

Not even hesitating, Momo moans and nods in the affirmative again. At this point, she’s willing to do anything he wants of her. After all, he’s given her everything she ever desired.

Had Izuku just helped Momo achieve her deepest, darkest sexual fantasies and effectively tied them together for the rest of their lives just to accomplish Step One of his plan to win a simple competition?

… Perhaps. But Izuku was done playing games. And really… he was just getting started.