You had just finished class with Class 1-A, the one assigned to you by Shota himself and the same class Toshinori also taught. Throughout the lesson, you felt like you were being watched, even by your younger students, especially the boys, and especially during the explanation of your resume, as you recounted the great feats you'd accomplished years ago. That Minoru Mineta had been having fun making jokes about your huge breasts and beautiful baby face the whole time, jokes that didn't make anyone laugh, just a blond-haired boy with a black streak sitting right next to him.
When the bell rang, you breathed a sigh of relief and tried to compose yourself. That morning, you felt really under pressure: you thought you'd never dress so tight again, and you'd never wear that sexy perfume that made everyone turn their heads. Then you remembered All Might's gaze on you in the teachers' lounge a few hours earlier, his sculpted physique and his infinite height.
This isn't the right time... you thought, and headed back to the teachers' lounge for a vanilla tea. Once you reached the door, you heard a woman's voice... you could finally talk to a female colleague! Maybe they would have understood and you could have even asked them for advice on how to solve all those annoying looks... but once you opened the door, what you saw didn't make you happy: there were Midnight, the R-rated heroine, Mt. Lady, Aizawa and... Toshinori again.
"Oops…sorry…I didn't mean to…"
"Tara!! Come on, come on, don't worry! Come with us…" Midnight said, putting an arm around your neck, smiling. "You know, we were just wondering if you'd accept an invitation to a professorial dinner this evening. Obviously, it was all organized by Aizawa and All Might…"
You felt those blue eyes on you again, that colossal presence covering almost the entire window of the room. Your cheeks flushed red again, a few strands of hair fell in front of your gorgeous face, then you looked up and returned his gaze, fixing yourself on his mouth.
"Tonight? But… okay… fine for me… but… where?"
"At the 'Romantic way.' Make sure you wear sexy yet elegant attire. Although… given how you dressed today, I shouldn't even have to tell you how to do it…" replies Midnight, looking you up and down.
Mt. Lady, with a snobbish air, walked past you, swaying her hips and touched your face with one hand:
"Guys, have you seen how beautiful she is? Damn, she looks like a painting. And look at that body! Haha, I almost envy you…"
You turned purple with shame, but the compliments made you so happy.
"Are you engaged? Married? What kind of men do you like?" Mt. Lady continued, caressing your hips.
"No…I'm neither married nor engaged. Well…I like tall men…with a nice body, obviously single…and…"
"They have to know how to fuck you well, right? I mean, they have to know how to satisfy you…That's important too, right?"
You blushed even redder, your cheeks burning even more, as All Might sat down across from you without taking his eyes off you.
"Well…I think so…" you replied.
"Ahah, so the only man here who fits your description is Toshinori!"
At that moment, you met his intense blue eyes... he gave a small smile and looked at Mt. Lady, then back at you, almost impatiently. The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and as you looked at him, you imagined a million things: him on top of you, pounding you while holding you down by the neck with one hand, another while you were bent over and tied up, him in front of you making you suck him deep, or you leaning against the wall and him holding you still by grabbing your buttocks, penetrating you deeply… Then you came back to reality and realized you were…completely wet between your legs.
"So, what do you say for tonight? Don't make me ask you twice, come on!" Midnight exclaimed, still with her arm around your neck, her gaze fixed on your breasts.
"Yes…yes…I'll come…" you said.
"Great! Then come on, let's go...see you tonight. Don't forget to be on time. I want to see you all there at 8." Aizawa ended the conversation and left with the girls. You were left alone with All Might. Toshinori was sitting at the back of the room, near the main window. His blue eyes fixed on you as you approached the table. Your long, slightly wavy hair framed your childish face with an elegance that couldn't go unnoticed. You were still wearing that skirt suit that accentuated your figure, the tight fabric caressing your curves so seductively.
The skirt, short but not too short, gave a glimpse of your plump legs, while the tight jacket highlighted your large breasts and curvy hips.
He observed you with an intensity that no one would have missed. His blue eyes scrutinized every detail of your face, your hands, the way you moved gracefully. There was something about you that drew him, a combination of beauty, intelligence, and an aura of mystery that captivated him.
When your eyes met, you felt a shiver run down your spine. His smile was gentle, but there was something more, a hint of longing that betrayed his thoughts.
"Why aren't you coming home?" he asked, his deep, warm voice enveloping you like a blanket.
"I just need to finish sorting out some things…" you replied, trying to maintain a professional tone, even as your heart pounded. I mean, you couldn't believe it: the world's strongest hero was standing before you right now, eyeing you as if he wanted to fuck you at any moment. You sat down sipping your tea, he got up and sat next to you, his presence so close you could feel the heat of his huge body.
His eyes wouldn't leave you alone. They looked at you with an intensity that made you feel naked, as if he could see through your clothes, scrutinizing every curve of your body. His gaze rested on your lips, and you felt a sudden, almost painful, desire to be kissed by him. The sexual tension between you two was sky-high, the atmosphere electric, as if a small gesture, a word, were enough to ignite the passion that was building between you.
"You're...very beautiful, you know that?" he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper.
The compliment took you by surprise, and you felt your cheeks flush again. "Thank you," you replied, lowering your gaze to hide your embarrassment.
But he didn't stop. "It's not just your physical beauty," he continued, his eyes observing you with an intensity that made you feel exposed. "There's something about you, I don't know..."
His words made you feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. You knew the situation was getting dangerous, you had to keep your distance... but you were too wet between your legs, and the desire you felt for him was too strong to ignore.
"All...All might..."
"Call me Toshinori..."
"Okay...Toshinori..." you began, your voice shaking slightly: "We shouldn't..."
But he interrupted you, placing a hand on your knee. The contact was like an electric shock, the heat of his skin making you gasp. "Of course, I know."
His touch was light, yet charged with energy. You felt his gaze return to your lips, as if he wanted to kiss them, and your body responded with an urgency you could no longer deny. The situation was electric, the air heavy with desire.
With a slow movement, Toshinori began to caress your leg, slowly, moving higher and higher, between your thighs. He rolled his enormous chest toward you, his face inches from yours. His hot breath caressed your lips, and you felt his desire as if it were your own.
"Tell me to stop…Even though I wish you wouldn't say it…" he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire.
"Sh…stop, plea..."
But you couldn't. You didn't want to.
His lips landed on yours with an intensity that left you breathless. The kiss was deep, passionate, as if he wanted to consume you. His hands moved up your body, caressing your curves, pulling down your suit jacket to expose your skin. You felt his fingers brush the edge of your bra, and a moan of pleasure escaped your lips.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered against your mouth, before moving down your neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin.
Your hands gripped his massive shoulders, your nails digging into his shirt as you tried to get even closer to him. The skirt of your suit was now bunched up around your hips, and you felt his hands slide up your thighs, pushing the fabric aside to expose your privates.
"I want to taste you," he murmured, his lips brushing your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.
Before you could respond, he had moved, his hands lifting you to sit on the edge of the desk. The skirt was now a distant memory, and you felt the cool wood against your bare skin. Toshinori knelt before you, his eyes shining with desire as he looked at you.
"You're…so perfect," he whispered, before placing his lips on your privates, kissing you in a way that made you let out a little cry of pleasure. His hands held you still, while his tongue played with your clit. You moaned, your hands gripping his soft hair as the pleasure overwhelmed you.
"To…Toshinori…please…" you begged, your body writhing under his ministrations.
But he didn't stop. He continued kissing you, licking you, sucking you, until you felt the pleasure explode, overwhelming and intense. You cried out his name, your body shaking as the orgasm consumed you.
When he finally let go, you were breathless, your body still throbbing with pleasure. Toshinori stood up, his intense blue eyes gazing at you with an intensity that made you feel both desired and dreamed of.
"Now you're mine…" he whispered, while he fixed his hair in front of a small mirror on the wall. "Do you understand?" he asked you.
You looked at him, still out of breath, your cheeks red, your hair disheveled. Still naked, you stood up, adjusting the fabric of your clothes.
You couldn't believe it had really happened. You thought it was just a dream you were living. But he brought you back to reality by standing behind you and whispering in your ear:
"See you tonight."
He said this and walked out of the room, leaving you in disbelief and confusion.